#mainly for sage bc hes the only one that asked for it

[isacksteban]

I Want You — Marcmarc

"Come on, Bez, you can do this." He mutters to himself under his breath, shakes himself out on the front doorstep and cards trembling fingers through his hair.

Heart in his throat, nervous.

Knocks on the door; mouth pursed in a moue waiting for it to open. 

Marc visibly starts when he sees him stood there. Frowns in confusion. "You forget your key?" He asks, huffing out a bewildered laugh.

And Marco gets it, because yeah, they both live here — the pair of them unable not to gravitate towards each other after that night in Jerez, making use of the old Bezzecchi family home, because someone should and they both know it's what Vito and Daniela would've wanted after moving out into a smaller place.

He's just not sure this is though.

Even if the idea of it, the possibility of what could be, is everything Marvo has ever wanted.

"No," Marco grins sheepishly, rubbing his arm. "I just — can I come in?"

"Uhhhh, yeah, 'course. This is your home too, Marco." His moustache, it's a new thing he's trying out, twitches as his mouth ticks up on one side, and he stinks of confusion, but Marc steps back and Marco steps inside; a dance between them that for ages had been missing the music. They both look at each other, the air in the scant space between them, taut and awkward — a place they’ve been trying their best to get away from and yet somehow they’ve ended up back here, all the same. "Soooo....what's up, Marco? Won't lie, I’m not really sure what's going on here."

He swallows; scrubbing a hand over his face. "Sorry about the confusion, I just — I need to speak to you about something, and I'm...I'm not exactly sure how it's going to go."

Marc sniffs; stuffing his hands in the pockets of his jeans. "Alright," he turns on the ball of his foot and wanders into the living room. Marco follows behind him silently; no matter how nervous he is about how this is going to go, his shoulders still relax a fraction just from breathing in the calming scent of their shared home. Marc sits down on the sofa and Marco aches to sit next to him but he makes himself sit in the armchair just off to the side. 

His thumb twitches by his thigh with the urge to smooth away the sad furrow between Marc's brows, but it's necessary that he do this.

Sitting here means he won't give in to the urge to just drag Marc close and hold him so tight his bones creak.

Mainly because that's sort of how they got here in the first place.

That, and alcohol.

Because, apparently if him and Marc get drunk enough to let free their inhibitions, then they end up giggling like teenage girls while trying to brush their teeth, toothpaste smeared over their faces, and then they look at each other in the mirror over the sink, and the next thing they know, their toothbrushes are clattering into the bowl, and they’re kissing like feral beasts all greedy tongues and biting teeth and grabby hands pulling the clothes off their bodies, and before Marco knows it, he’s splayed out on the bathroom floor, legs spread like a wanton whore, and Marc in between them, shoving his big dick so far up inside his cunt, Marco can feel it in his throat.

Fucking him hard and rough and so fucking good, his eyes roll back and he comes with a silent scream, just as Marco spills hot and wet inside him.

And then the morning after happens with a lot of groaning and bleary squinting and a whole heap of we’re absolutely not talking about that, while they crawl out of the bathroom into their separate bedrooms, and spend the next few hours curled up under soft duvets, hiding from the reality in which they’d just fucked, and praying they haven’t ruined the relationship that they’d spent so long in the months since the crash.

That was three months ago.

And they’ve not talked about it, not even once.

The most was a straight-lined awkward smile at each other across the kitchen table that evening, and then it’s like they silently agreed not to mention anything. From Marco's point of view that was because he was terrified that if he started speaking to Marc about how incredible it felt to have him splitting open his pussy and fucking him so good he saw stars, then he might start babbling about how he was so down bad in love with him, that he couldn’t think straight, and then he’d run the risk of Marc not feeling that way about him, and losing one of the most important people in his life. Again.

He doesn’t know why Marc didn’t say anything though. Figures it’s probably a mix of regret and only maybe liking Marco physically and so not wanting to get into the whole emotions side of it, but as long as Marc was still in his life, Marco had been willing to accept the fact it would never happen again and carry on with his life — living with Marco and hugging him when he could (thankfully the older man didn’t tell him to stop doing that) and going to bed each night dreaming about them sleeping together under the comforter — his dreams, nothing so big as to be unattainable and yet feeling impossible all the same.

Life gets in the way of hastily and panic-induced put together plans though.

And so, he’s here. In the home he shares with the man he’s in love with, but not as a couple, just Marc and Marco, Marco and Marc, whatever that means, and feeling like if this doesn’t go well, then he might have to find somewhere else to live, maybe Mars.

The mere thought of not living with Marc anymore is devastating, it's an odd pairing but it works. They work.

But he can’t not say anything. He’s not that cruel.

Wouldn't deny Marc this. Or at least the option of wanting it alongside him anyway. If Marc chooses to do this with him, that is.

Marc clears his throat, and Marco snaps his gaze to him. Blushing, because he hadn’t realise he’d just been sat there staring at him for so ridiculously long.

”Sorry,” he whispers.

The Spaniard shakes his head. “What did you want to talk about?”

He rolls his bottom lip against the blunt edge of his teeth, and releases a slow breath. He can do this. He can. Shuffling forward, ass perching on the edge of the armchair seat, that little bit closer because he’s weak at heart, he wraps his arms around his belly and says, “so, I know we’ve not being talking about it—“ Marc stiffens, knows what Marco is going to talk about but not what he’s going to say, he doesn’t interrupt though, “—and I’d been, well not exactly happy about it, but I’d accepted that it would be easier, because we’re not that great at talking are we? Not really?”

Marco smiles ruefully; both of them aware that if they were good at talking they wouldn’t have been estranged in the first place. The whole 'Marquez crashed into me on purpose' thing only resolved after both of them decided to sit down and refused to move until they’d discussed everything, expunging all of the poison that had festered, to start afresh. But that had only been after they’d risked their lives and got high of adreneline, so he’s not sure how much congratulations should be aimed their way if he’s being honest. “But anyway, this isn’t really something that allows us not to talk about it.”

”What…I don’t think you’ve sat me down to finally talk about the fact we fucked three months ago, Marco.”

He barks out a laugh. “No.” He’ll give him that. “The fact that that fuck means I’m now three months pregnant is cause to sit down and talk, though, don’t you think?”

Marc's eyes widen and he sucks in a sharp breath. “Y- Marco, You’re pregnant?”

Marco hums, nodding. “I am. I’d been throwing up in the mornings and I took a test just to rule it out, because, well I’m not exactly a spring chicken.” He winces. “Sorry.” Marc doesn’t even react, he’s just staring at Marco like he can’t believe what he’s looking at. “But yes, I’m pregnant. It’s yours, obviously. And I guess, I wanted to speak to you to see what you wanted to do? With.. it?”

”Do?” Marc finally blinks. “Surely, that’s up to you, like you’re keeping it?”

”Yeah. Of course I’m keeping it. I mean, if you—“ he inhales, exhales. “Did you want to raise this baby together with me, Marc? Or did you just want to be on the outskirts, a family friend? An uncle? I’d like — my preference would be for us to raise the baby together.” Marco splays his hand over his still flat belly, swallowing down a laugh, because preference makes it seem like he’d be happy with any of the other options, when he wouldn’t, not really. “But if you think differently…”

Marco trails off, wetting his lips, still so fucking nervous.

Marc stares at him; for once those gold-flecked eyes were too murky for Marco to properly read. Marco looks back, because how can he not? Waits for Marc to say something. Anything. Even if it’s not what he wants to hear.

“I want to do this with you, Marco,” he says eventually; voice rough, rubbing his knuckles over his sternum.

”You do?” He tries not to let on how hopeful he sounds.

”Yeah. Us together, raising a little terror of a baby.” A flicker of a smile. “I want you to answer something for me though, seeing as we’re talking about this and all.”

He gulps, but nods. “Sure. Anything.”

“Did you not say anything about us sleeping together because you regretted it?”

Marco's mouth parts in surprise, because that hadn’t been something he expected Marc to ask. Not in the slightest. The fact that it mirrors Marco's own thoughts on what Marc could be thinking wasn’t lost on him though. When he takes a second to breathe past the shock, he lets the hope bloom inside him. Because maybe—

Maybe they could be a couple — exclusive — as well as raising the baby together.

And so, despite the fact they’re not good at talking, Marvo decides to just tell the truth. Take a leap of faith and give Marc the chance to catch him.

”No,” he says, feeling like he’s swallowed sandpaper from where his throat is dry with nerves. “I didn’t say anything because you didn’t say anything and…. and because I so desperately wanted it to be more than just a one time fuck — I wanted it — you — to be my every day life. I wanted, still want, you to be my boyfriend because I love you with every fibre of my being, and I said nothing that morning afterwards because I was scared that if I said something then you might say you didn’t want that and I’d lose you again, and that would just kill me.”

”You’re saying something now though.”

Marco huffs, smiling. “Yeah, well, it’s not just me who wants you in their life. I know our baby would want their other dad around, and I do too. I always want you around, Marc. So, I figured I’d take a chance. Try talking for once. See where it got us.”

Marc looks at him again, intense and indecipherable, and then he’s leaning forward, grabbing Marco's hand and tugging him towards him, so Marco has no choice but to collapse into him; legs sprawled out over his lap.

”Wha—“

”I love you, Marco,” Marc breathes out; cupping his face and tilting him so their lips brush. “I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember. Been in love with you since you retired at the Spanish grand prix in 2017. I've loved you since I was twenty-four and I'm just now saying something, do you know how embarrassing that is? And I said nothing after that night because I was worried you thought it was a mistake when it had been one of the best nights of my life so far.”

”Oh. So you’re saying we’ve both been dumb idiots who should’ve sat down and talked three months ago, and we could’ve been fucking this whole time?”

Marc snorts out a laugh, nodding into the crook of Marco's neck. “Sounds about right for us though, so at least we’re consistent.” He thumbs at Marco's cheekbone, brown eyes filled with wonder now. “You’re really gonna have my baby?”

”I am. I take it we’re not just raising them together as two people that just so happened to fuck without protection on the floor in their bathroom?”

”Absolutely not. I’m gonna marry you. Hopefully within the next hour, really.”

“Oh, so I won’t make dinner then,” he drawls, feeling giddy inside.

”Nope.” Marc jokes as he pulls Marco closer, one hand on his waist with the other toying with his ring finger to emphasise the point just in case the Italian didn’t catch his drift. 

Marco's nose scrunches as he laughs, delighted even if the older man was being dramativ. “Sure, Marc. If that’s what you want.”

”I just want you, Marco.”

”And I want you too.”

”I can’t believe we’re having a baby together.” Marc slides both arms around Marco's back and hugs him tight. “I’m so happy, Marco.”

Marco holds him close and kisses his short curls. “Me too, Marc. Guess we both worried for nothing.”

”Yeah. I’m looking forward to fucking you now we’re both sober and somewhere other than the bathroom floor, now though.”

”Yeah. Something a bit classier, like a bed, might be good.”

Marc grins up at him and Marco can’t resist kissing that mouth soft and slow. “Hey, I bred you on that bathroom floor, it might not be classy, but it sure was a good time. And it gave us our baby.”

The Spaniard covers Marco's hand where it rests on his belly, and Marco smiles at him softly.

”And I’m not disputing that. I’m just saying the tiles aren’t good for getting a good nights sleep afterwards, is all. I’d much prefer my comfy mattress with you curled behind me.”

”When you put it like that, I’d prefer that too.”

”I thought you might.”

And then Marc stands, sweeping Marco into his arms sideways, and while his soon-to-be husband, aparently, and father of his unborn baby carries him up the stairs Marco has traversed so many times before, a big goofy smile on his face, and the scent of happiness thick in the air around them, he realises he had no reason to be nervous in the first place.

Funny how they can get what they want if they just try talking properly.  Who’d have thought, ey? They should probably try and make a habit of it.

Unlike fucking on the bathroom floor.

(that can be saved for drunken special, kid-free occasions in the future).

[nekohime19]

🌟Neko Shadowpeach Au Guide!🌟

I have so many Shadowpeach Au I can't even 😭

This post is mainly for me to organize myself bc I'm beginning to have a lot of ideas for Au, and a lot of Au in general and I need to write that somewhere or I'm gonna get lost, 😌.

But also it's to let you guys know about future Au I would probably write and see if you like them.

Of course if you guys have any questions about any of my Au's, even the unpublished one, feel free to ask, 😁.

alright here we go :

Published

Monkeys silly love life :

Summary : Macaque never met the great sage, nor the brotherhood, he simply lived like a hermit until his lantern was stolen by a thrall. He finds himself coming to Megapolis in search of his lantern, there he meets MK, his friends and one particularly insistent golden-furred monkey who seems keen on flirting with him despite the Lady Bone Demon taking over the world.

Fic : series of three fic on Ao3

Who said you can't flirt in an apocalypse?

Monkeys discovering the wide world of dating.

I know the world is ending but will you marry me?

Status : all fics completed

Vibe : fluff and humor

Heart behind the lie :

Summary : Sun Wukong's mind is severely damaged by the Lady Bone Demon's possession, leading him to act like a beast. Macaque being the only person he trusts in this state, he is designated as his babysitter. Macaque refuses at first but then finds himself needing magic to survive and decides to accept being a babysitter to better steal Sun Wukong's magic. He might became more attached than he planned for.

Fic : fic on Ao3 + being re-published on Tumblr with two chapters a day

Status : uncompleted

Vibe : emotional angst, feels and fluff

Publishing day : At least once a week

Tumblr tag (including fanarts /answers /memes /chapters) : Heart behind the lie

Mini Mac :

Summary : One day Sun Wukong discovers that a little black-furred monkey had been living in the walls of his stone mansion and decides to befriend him. Problem is, the little black-furred beauty is not keen on deepening his relationship with him, thus the sage has to gain his trust first.

Fic : one fic on Tumblr and Ao3

Status : uncompleted

Vibe : fluff, humor and very light angst

Publishing day : at least once a week

Tumblr tag (including memes / answers / fanarts/chapters) : Mini Mac au

Bimawen :

Summary : What if Heaven actually gave weight to the title of Bimawen and treated Sun Wukong with respect, even if reluctant? Sun Wukong would have never gone on a rampage and quietly taken care of the horses. Years after Sun Wukong has taken his horsley duties Heaven found another celestial monkey, the Six-eared Macaque causing mayhem in the mortal world. The macaque is judged and if he wants to avoid his execution, he has to become the bimawen's assistant. The problem is the monkeys don't really like each other.

Fic : one on Ao3 and Tumblr

Status : uncompleted

Vibe : fluff, humor and feels / JTTW oriented

Publishing day : Once to twice a month (often more bc I'm inspired)

Tumblr tag (including memes / fanarts / answers / chapters) : Bimawen au

Share my glow (co-writing with Pen-Women)

Summary : Macaque never met Wukong in his life. He is known as the Shadow Weaver, a mysterious entity who guides the one lost in the night. His lantern is the last artifact LBD needs to complete her mech and take over the world. When his forest is frozen by the Thrall he has no choice but to follow a troublesome team of heroes with a particularly flirty Monkey King.

Fic : one in Ao3

Status : completed

Vibe : fluff and angst / ABO

AITA for sleeping with the guy my girlfriend is cheating on me with? :

Summary : A reddit style story with interactive comments about Wukong mess of a love life (and his gay awakening). Wukong learns his girlfriend is cheating on him so in an act of pettiness he confront the secret side boyfriend. What he didn't expect was to get along with Macaque and, after explaining the situation and discovering Macaque had no idea he was a side piece, to get hammered and sleep with him.

Fic : on Ao3 and Tumblr

Status : completed (for now)

Vibe : crack and humor

Tumblr tag : AITA shadowpeach

Love Addicts :

Summary : After the end of season 5, Wukong realize that he doesn't have anything left to teach MK and feels... at the same time proud and sad. He looks back on his life and feels more alone than ever now that his student is stretching his wings.

Simultaneously, there is a strange door appearing in his room leading to a bar selling all kinds love potions. And Wukong thinks that, perhaps, a night of pleasure could help him feel less lonely. Somehow Macaque agree to this madness, and they both drink a potion that helps them forget their fight and heighten their senses, lasting for one night only.

They both didn't expect to enjoy that night so much.

Nor did they expect to come back for more

And now real feelings are getting involved.

Fic : on Ao3 and Tumblr

Status : not completed

Vibe : smut and fluff and angst

Tumblr tag : love addicts au

Publishing day : once a month

Unpublished

So here is are my ideas for different Au's! Of course, bc those are still ideas in working, summaries might change a lil bit when I actually write them. Idk if I'll write them all though. They're classed from the one I want to write the most after I'm finished with Heart behind the lie and Mini Mac to ideas in passing.

Love rings true :

Summary : Sun Wukong took the throne of the Jade Emperor after the attack on Heavens orchestrated by the brotherhood. One day, Wukong gain a new jester, the most famous entertainer of the mortal realm : the Six-eared Macaque. Wukong becomes very enamored with his new jester but he doesn't know how to talk to him. As such he decides to approach him in an unusual way... He becomes a bell and spend the day at his jester's side, on his hat.

Fic : will be on Ao3 and Tumblr

Status : unwritten / Planning this after Mini Mac

Vibe : fluff and humor

Pacific rim Au :

Summary : For a long time, Sun Wukong and Macaque were the best Rangers in the world. Their performance was flawless, their compatibility undeniable, they piloted the Shadowpeach as if it was a part of their own bodies. But after a particular incident, they were never able to pilot together again. Years after, Macaque is required to pilot with Wukong for one last time. One last mission. Maybe having the world on the line will push them both to rekindle what was once lost.

Fic : unwritten / will be on Ao3 and Tumblr

Status : unwritten : fleshing out the lore

Vibe : feels and fluff, smut

Tumblr tag (including lore) : Shadowpeach pacific rim au

Monkey Cop Mania :

Summary : Both monkeys find themselves being transported to a movie-like dimension in which Sun Wukong is the insanely famous Monkey Cop and Macaque a world-wide known thief accused of murder. If they want to get back to their own dimension, they have to solve a murder and finish the movie's scenario. Problem is neither mystic monkeys turn out to be great detectives.

Fic : unwritten / will be on Ao3

Status : unwritten

Vibe : Humor and feels

Once upon a monkey

Summary : various long one shots of shadowpeach being in different fairy tales.

How to bewitch the witch : Wukong is the prince of the Sun Kingdom and falls in love with the cruel sea witch, Macaque, while said witch was destroying his wedding with the mermaid prince, Azure. Once Azure returns to his kingdom and their wedding falls void, Wukong does everything in his power to court Macaque. Turns out, courting a sea witch is quite difficult.

The strongest of them all : Macaque is a magic mirror with the ability to hear past, present and future terribly in love with his owner, the King Sun Wukong. One day Sun Wukong learns that he's not the strongest anymore, but that he's step-son, MK, is. Macaque, after listening to the future, fears for his King and tries to better the relationship between MK and Wukong.

Fighting Beauty : Macaque is prince Sun Wukong personal guard, in charge of guarding him until his betrothed comes to rescue him from the sleeping spell casted upon him. Things get awkward when Macaque awakens Sun Wukong on his first night on duty. Sun Wukong, impatient as ever, decides to slay the dragon himself and not wait on his betrothed, Macaque is dragged in the quest despite himself.

Midnight Illusion : Macaque is at day the mistreated step-son of the Lady Bone Demon, and at night the leader of the most fearsome thieves of the Sun Kingdom. He's unfortunately caught by the royal guard in the middle of a thievery. He's given two choices by the Sun King himself : either spend the rest of his life in prison, or spy on his own step-mother while also pretending to be the Sun King betrothed. Naturally, he chose the second option.

The Mage and the Monkey : Sun Wukong is cursed by the wandering mage, Macaque, after refusing to give him shelter on a stormy night. He's now the Monkey King, and he'll stay in this beastly form as long as he cannot find true love, according to the Mage, at least. But Sun Wukong is not one to stay idle, he finds the Mage huts after a lot of searching, and bugs him everyday to undo the curse. Macaque is tempted to accept, only because Sun Wukong is getting annoying.

Fic : unwritten / will be on Ao3

Status : unwritten / rough ideas really

Vibe : Humor and fluff and angst

Narcissist :

Summary : Sun Wukong was lonely. He felt like there was a wedge between him and the world, that no-one could ever understand him. Even his successor couldn't hope to breach his shell. Pushed by his loneliness, Wukong stole a forbidden book from the gods with the vilest spells written in it and bring his shadow to life.

Fic : unwritten / will be on Ao3

Status : unwritten / very rough idea

Vibe : angst, fluff and horror (Mac being an eldritch horror)

I'll add Au's to this guide if I have any more that I think of, but that's all for now.

[inhun]

SORRY IM SO LATE BUT 1, 3 and 35 + sangihun for the ship ask game? :D

never 2 late u cld send me ask stuff frm like months ago and iwill still answer them immediately.

1. Who is the better cook?

shockingly hot take but gihun. literally no one ever makes him the better cook ever and he literally owned a restaurant. we see sangwoo scarf down some ramen and the fanbase was like oh we have to make him a chef. he can read instructions off the back of a package and make like 2 meals that his mom taught him and thats it bro. gihun can cook shit and add some flair to it. i like 2 think when he wasnt going through trial #26845 gihun actually cooked for himself (& at one point eunji + gayeong) quite frequently & prefers it over premade stuff, but then the horrors

it wld be the same in the context of sangihun living together, gihun would do 90% of the cooking, but then if sangwoo wanted smth specific/he got home before gihun, he would occasionally cook......but he prefers eating gihuns cooking anyways. in a domestic setting gihun wld probably meal prep even (again. smth i think he used to do for eunji + gayeong before the horrors took over)

3. Are they into PDA? Who initiates most?

gihun 100% is, sangwoo is like neutral about it. gihuns clingy even with his friends, but with sangwoo he would be touching all over his face and shoulders and hands, probably one of those couples that r clinging onto each other as much as feasibly possible/appropriate. its more casual looking tho, ie gihun having his arm around sangwoos shoulders. Sangwoo doesnt really like being touched in general out in public 2 me so it depends on the day if he lets gihun be clingy. otherwise hes smacking him away. but also there is the rare day where sangwoo will get gihun by his waist <- the only thing that makes gihuns fidget tendencies pause bc he doesnt want to scare sangwoo off

35. What are their tastes in music?

gihun listens to divorced dad music its in his blood. hes literally required to hes a divorced dad. lots of 2000s rock with a sprinkling of weirdly out of place genres because gayeong mentions she likes a song and he becomes fond of it. i also think he would like rnb occasionally........

now. sangwoo is a hater. i dont think he listens to music casually because hes insane. he mainly listened to whatever gihun had playing growing up and fucked w a few of said songs (they were screaming their asses off singing while driving back & forth to SNU 2 me), but he doesnt go out of his way to play something. so. also conditioned to divorced dad music by proxy. nods sagely. if he Were to be forced to put on music for himself, he'd probably choose laid back instrumentals

[meowdei]

hi so i sent u an ask months ago begging to know more about ur selfships and you IGNORED me so can u answer this one and tell me more about thy selfships before i perish

OKAY FINE. No jk I meant to answer it but I just always forget to bc talking about myself or my own personalized lore feels so self absorbed JDJADJDJ but you asked for haitham and wrio i rmr

I HAVE TWO AU’S FOR BOTH. Mainly bc I have like 2 jobs so I like to envision myself in both careers depending on the day and my mood but a) we have nurse riv.

With Alhaitham it’s bimarstan nurse riv and grand sage alhaitham who then demoted to scribe (with the same pay) and we meet bc he needs to be patched up after a desert trip one day. It’s a pretty slow burn sort of thing but it’s sweet. Very delicate friendship that was always teetering on the edge of more bc the physical attraction was practically palpable you know?

And then nurse riv with wrio is in the infirmary, ofc. I would get sent down bc Sigewinne is just not manpower enough to deal with all the patients so I come down every few days to work shifts at the fortress. I think with wrio it would be more complicated than with Alhaitham. Like alhaitham is super emotionally in tune and aware—doesn’t always express it outwardly the best, but he understands them internally. Wrio does not. So it’s a very confusing back and forth pining and mixed signals and blah blah. Jealousy. Misunderstanding. Emotionally charged confrontation your typical thick tension build up sort of thing.

BUT ALSO!!! I work at a daycare (you know this more than everyone LOL) and I love working with kids a ton so sometimes I like to imagine an au where I teach.

So with Alhaitham it’s elementary school teacher riv and we meet because they cut funding for arts and crafts and I was not having it bc the kids got sad. So I confronted grand sage haitham very head on and he was like🧍‍♀️LOL. I think the only way for him to rly cross paths with a teacher that teaches younger kids is if they confronted him directly. I think the only teachers he would willingly interact with are the ones he has to bc they approved immoral research or something and he has no choice. So yeah a bit of a meet ugly but then they keep running into each other low key and he stops by to see what the art supplies are used for and he watches me interact with the kids and feels some type of way about it. You know??

And then with Wrio I like the idea of a social worker or something of the sort who brings kids to visit their parents that are serving sentences from the surface. And maybe works to help reform their parents to get lesser sentences or wtb to go back to their kids as long as they meet certain behavioral and emotional criteria. I think working in prison reform would make a much smoother/faster progression in romantic feelings with Wrio though bc that is something a) he’s very passionate about, duh. But b) on the low applies to him bc he can see how you feel about former criminals that turned over a new leaf/have changed and whatnot. That’s obviously very important to him. But in both AU’s I’d be from the surface and he’d be in the fortress and I think the best way to balance that is we both split where we spend nights for good, you know? Like we share my home up at the surface and his stuff is there and he has his space and it’s HIS space now too, but we also share his space at the fortress. And it’s not so much we’re “staying over” at each other’s places, but more so we share both. They’re both our homes but we go back and forth <- that part is a bit irrelevant but I wanted to share bc I think it’s a cute sort of compromise sort of way to make the most of a complicated situation 😌

ANYWAY THATS IT. THATS ENOUGH YAPPING IM EMBARRASSED TRULY

[heartslabyulzz]

Bored and haven't posted about my TWSTery Dungeon au in a hot minute. And since my art blog is where it all gets posted, that's why I'm using this blog and not my main. I think. It'd be fun to dump bits n pieces of lore in intervals so I give to you...

TWSTERY DUNGEON AU LORE

Pt 1: Prologue Synopsis (As it relates to, shocker, the prologue of twisted wonderland.)

In this au, much like the canon of both games, Yuu/The protagonist is a human from another world who has been isekaid. Except instead of being teleported to a magical school, Yuu has been transformed into... A pokemon! (my own Yuu, Yuna, was originally going to be turned into an Alolan Vulpix, but I've recently considered Sobble as an alternative. Point here is, if people are interested in this AU, Yuu can be whatever the fuck you want them to be)

They find themselves in a dungeon in the middle of nowhere before encountering a peculiar Purrloin (Grim), who got lost in the dungeon while searching for members to form a rescue team with him.

The duo navigate the dungeon, and as they near the exit, they run into a rampaging Carkol with an odd appearance, only to be saved by a Corviknight, who, in all of his graciousness, brings the duo to Sage Town, which is a small town that’s home to two major rescue team guilds; Dayblade, run by a powerful pokemon known as Alakazam (RSA, Ambrose LXIII), and Nightwing (NRC), run by none other than Corviknight himself.

After learning that Yuu and Grim have nowhere to stay, Corviknight, being the gracious bird he is, allows the duo to stay with the Nightwing Guild for the time being, not as a rescue team, but as a basic custodial staff to help out keeping the place functional.

Shortly thereafter, some rookie members of one of the rescue teams, Team Heart, are reported missing on a mission to replace an item that they broke in an argument. With most of the other teams busy or otherwise unable to go on a mission, Yuu and Grim (read: mainly Grim, in an attempt to prove himself) decide to enter a dungeon (which happens to be the same one they were rescued from) in order to find the rookies, Floragato and Combusken (Ace and Deuce, respectively).

Getting to the end of the dungeon, the duo finds the rookies hiding from the same Pokemon that had attacked them the other day. The four decide that there’s strength in numbers and that as a group they could probably take on the boss pokemon, which they do, although barely, and not without a lot of injury.

After returning to the guild, Corviknight is shocked and upset about Yuu and Grim leaving on their own without permission, as mystery dungeons are dangerous, BUT he's also relieved to have the two rookies back in one piece and can’t help but admit the bravery and capability that the main duo has shown. As a result, he allows for Yuu and Grim to form their own rescue team.

Idk if anyone would be interested in learning more about this AU atp aside from the few designs I've posted (which... Lowkey I want to redo the references for bc I'm not a fan of them rn) but if you are? Pls do ask me about it Ive had this fuckin au in my brain for like. Two years or so now?

[crippling-characters-addiction]

Masterlist and Info

What I'll write

- fluff/comfort yippee happy happy happy

- suggestive (not full on smut but like yk)

- smut! get as kinky as you'd like in the requests, can't promise I'll be comfy with everything but maybe I'll try it out wink wonk

- angst (I WILL CRY but I'll write it)

- one-shots and drabbles because I lack the motivation to write something in parts (maybe I will one day, idk, let me just up my ADHD meds)

- headcannons (and SFW/NSFW alphabets)

- mainly male characters bc I'm ✨G A Y✨ but if you reaaaaaally want a female character then I'll try my best

- poly relationships also 🫶

- song fics also <3 shh don't judge me, I daydream to music

- crack fics if I manage to be funny </3

- Vampire, Merfolk, Cryptid, etc AUs also rock

- platonic! romantic! sexual! queerplatonic! friends that cuddle and kiss! childhood friends to lovers! enemies to lovers! lovers to enemies! enemies that fuck because they want to kill each other so fucking bad! parent!character and child!reader! fluffy childhood friends! anything is game!! as long as it's not like- pedophilia or rape because I will kill you with my own hands

I'll also only write xreader bc that's my specialty

I won't write fem reader sorry girls/femme aligned peeps </3 (you can still interact I guess but I won't write fem reader)

male reader, gender neutral reader, non binary reader that's all fucking good <3

trans masc reader!!! (I'm trans masc agender)

if you do ask me for a tmasc/gn reader please specify the body type you'd like to have! (top surgery and no bottom surgery, bottom growth, etc)

Characters/fandoms I'm into

Arcane

Viktor (mmmwah mwah mwah baby)

Jayce (can't stop looking at her t- t- t- t- face)

merman!Jayce headcanons (sfw and nsfw, gender neutral reader)

Crowns and Armor (Knight!Jayce x Prince!reader headcanons)

JayVik (poly)

Silco (young or old idc)

Vander (also young or old or even the furry version if you into that)

zaundads/Vanco (poly) (also young or old)

Angel Voice (Vander x Silco x male reader! platonic but flirty)

Salo (I hate him so much I want to fuck him raw)

Scar (my bb </3)

Steb (also my bb </3)

In- [INVINCIBLE] (huh? what was that?)

Mark (UGH he's so FINE why is he straight </3)

William (I love him he's so sassy)

uh other Marks (hehe my favorite is the one with no goggles bc he's a masochist <3 I'll bash your head in bby don't worry)

Rex (hey bby how about you explode my a- NOT LIKE THAT)

The Arcana

Asra (MY BABYYYY MY BABY)

Muriel (also my baby)

Julian (stupid dumb baby)

Nadia (queeeen I love her)

Portia (Portiaaaa yaaaay)

Fictif (Last Legacy)

Felix (babyyy)

Rime (I hate him so much I'll suck his dick)

Sage (OOOH BABY)

Escell (you wanna fuck that old man? so do I)

Lucan (titties?- sorry- tittie? sorry- tittie? sorry)

Florian (I have to fuck both ex husbands-)

Fictif (Movie Romance)

Miguel Bravo (ik I'm also latino but DAMN he's FINE)

Nicky Valentino (mmmm sugar daddy-)

Fictif (Roadkill)

Poe (babyyy)

Fictif (Courting the Crown)

Ryan (Ryan? more like rawr- kill me)

Gwydion (I chose the option to be amazing at archery but I'm actually really shit at it)

Theo (YES yES I'll marry you again)

Fictif (Monster Mannor)

Casimir (I like to bully him cause he's a dumb rich kid <3 and also french)

Rainier (babyyyy you poor baby I will kill that wizard bitch for you my baby)

Yuurivoice

Seth (I wanna be cooowboeh baaaybeh)

Charlie (my rat <3)

Alphonse (hey, all those sweets... what else is sweet, huh?)

Auron (choke meeee *ahem* what? who said that?)

Finn (Finneas?? his head isn't even triangular!)

Bittersweet duo (poly Seth and Alphonse)

Delicious in Dungeon

Laios (stupid HIMBO I love him)

Fictif (Ghosted)

Jesse Rodríguez (I wanted my highschool romance maaan ughh all I got was cheated on </3)

Disclaimers

Remember I am also a person with likes/dislikes and boundaries and you are not my boss so I'll write whenever, however and whatever I want <3

I am eighteen years old (you'll have to trust me I'm not showing ID)! and I'm not gonna tell minors not to interact with my content because number one you'll do so anyway and number two reading porn is not bad or immoral! maybe just don't DM me <3 (which why would you anyway) and if you're gonna request smut do so anonymously for your own safety

Also, I won't judge you for any kinks you might have, even if it's something I'm not comfortable writing (I'll ignore your ask if I don't wanna write it) as long as everything you're into is legal, ethical and consensual I won't throw hands <3

Also also! feel free to just send me random thoughts, I'll simp over characters with you <3

And finally, I'm not a native english speaker but PLEASE if I make a typo or a grammatical/spelling error TELL ME

- Love (and also lust), Yuno

[idyllic-affections]

HIII!

What are your thoughts on Kaveh's childe being a dancer??

I'm kinda self projecting on this one bcs I like to dance myself (mainly kpop) but I wanted to know what you thought of that ☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*

(Sorry if it's not clear/understandable english is not my first language (ʘᴗʘ))

what if kaveh's child wanted to be a dancer?

summary. how would kaveh react if his child wanted to become a dancer?

trigger & content warnings. no applicable warnings.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. fluff. adoptive dad!kaveh & reader, nilou & reader, cyno & reader. 0.6k words. they/them pronouns for reader. this post is an expansion of what if kaveh adopted a child?

author's thoughts. don't worry, dear!! your english is great, no need to apologize <3 this idea is so cute tbh. i love the idea of kaveh's kid being artistic. every time i get an ask like this one, it makes me so happy. it's so cute to me! artistic kaveh and his artistic child <33

in short, kaveh would wholeheartedly support his kid.

that is a given, of course—he's probably sumeru's most supportive father, really. he only wants his child to be happy and healthy. anything his kid wants to pursue, he's right there cheering them on, doing whatever he can to help them research it or gather materials for it. whatever it is that their interest demands, he will do his best to attain it. thankfully, while kaveh is broke, alhaitham has the mora to fund their interests and does happen to have a little soft spot for them, so he gladly does so when kaveh cannot afford to. he doesn't make kaveh pay him back, because really...

alhaitham has long since accepted that he is, in part, responsible for [name]. he is one of their caretakers. it is his responsibility to help enrich their life.

cyno also has the mora to help out. like haitham, he has a soft spot for them, so their hobbies are usually funded by either the scribe or the general mahamatra.

(cyno isn't supposed to fund their artistic hobbies, but we'll explore that idea later on in this post.)

kaveh does worry, however.

i've always imagined that kaveh adopts his child a good while before the sumeru archon quests—several years, at least. if his child wanted to be a dancer... well, he'd do all he could to protect them from the akademiya, sneaking them into zubayr theater so they can watch all the performances that their heart desires (and he also loves watching the theater, so it's something he's glad to share with his child). i imagine that cyno would find out about this eventually. as a matra, it's his job to... stop it, or discourage it at the very least. he has to uphold the akadmeiya's rules. he has to.

...he just cannot bring himself to do it, however. the way their eyes sparkle when they watch the dancers preform... archons, the thought of betraying the trust they have put in him, betraying the trust he's built with them by caring for them in their younger years, it greatly unsettles him.

he can't crush their soul like that. he's very relieved when the sages get overthrown. he would never want to do anything to hurt them, especially when he knows that his actions will undoubtedly be harmful. trust is a fragile thing. it can only be built up after months or years of hard work, yet can shatter in a fraction of the time.

the general mahamatra is just... so, so relieved that he doesn't have to hide them from the sages anymore.

his nibling's (gn alternative to niece/nephew) passion is not something meant to be hidden.

can you imagine nilou teaching them to dance, though? i think it'd be very cute! she'd totally do it if kaveh ever approached her and asked.

she would love them, gently correcting any missteps they make and excitedly praising them when they master a difficult choreography. nilou would think of them fondly, like a little dance apprentice! she's not quite mature enough to be seen as a mother figure, however. she's more akin to another big sister to them, like collei.

(i also like to think that, in a cruel twist of fate, [name] eventually gets a hydro vision, as if the hydro archon's gaze was always cast upon them even after they left fontaine. nilou would be the one to teach them how to use it, teach them how to associate it with better feelings and memories. <3)

when sumeru comes out of its oppresive state and the arts are welcomed as they always should have been, [name]'s lil found family will all attend their first official performance with nilou. nilou wouldn't let them perform prior to that out of concern for their safety.

kaveh, alhaitham, cyno, tighnari, and collei really are their greatest cheerleaders in life.

adoptive dad!kaveh taglist: @kaoyamamegami, @zeldadou, @bebobeboben. send a non-anonymous ask to be added. please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!

[stoicbreviary]

Sayings of Periander

Periander of Corinth (c. 630-585 BC) was the "tyrant" of his city, in the original Greek sense of an absolute ruler who came to power without the support of a constitution. As such, he was mainly praised for his remarkable achievements in a government that was both strong and fair, by bringing great prosperity to all of his citizens, not just to a few at the expense of the many. 

Yet he is perhaps the most problematic of the candidates for the Seven Sages, a man seemingly racked with contradictions. As such, there was some debate as to whether he was worthy of the title, or if the "wise" Periander might even have been a completely different man that the "tyrant" Periander. 

Though known for his sense of justice, he was also said to have been a man with a fierce temper. I do not fret over this too much, since many of the best people I have known have also been those who struggled with the greatest vices. We all do wrong, sometimes catastrophically so, but only some of us learn from our mistakes to increase our virtues. 

The story has it that Periander unintentionally killed his wife in a rage, and that this caused a permanent rift between him and his son. This may have led him to such despair that he chose to die anonymously, by means of an odd arrangement: 

He did not wish the place where he was buried to be known, and to that end contrived the following device. He ordered two young men to go out at night by a certain road which he pointed out to them; they were to kill the man they met and bury him. 

He afterwards ordered four more to go in pursuit of the two, kill them and bury them; again, he dispatched a larger number in pursuit of the four. 

Having taken these measures, he himself encountered the first pair and was slain. 

Diogenes Laërtius offers this tragic warning from the life of Periander: 

Grieve not because thou hast not gained thine end, But take with gladness all the gods may send Be warned by Periander's fate, who died Of grief that one desire should be denied. 

Some sayings of Periander include: 

Practice makes perfect. 

Never do anything for money; leave gain to trades pursued for gain. 

Those tyrants who intend to be safe should make loyalty their bodyguard, not arms.

When someone asked him why he was tyrant, he replied, "Because it is as dangerous to retire voluntarily as to be dispossessed." 

Rest is beautiful. 

Rashness has its perils. 

Gain is ignoble. 

Democracy is better than tyranny. 

Pleasures are transient, honors are immortal. 

Be moderate in prosperity, prudent in adversity. 

Be the same to your friends, whether they are in prosperity or in adversity. 

Whatever agreement you make, stick to it. 

Betray no secret. 

Correct not only the offenders but also those who are on the point of offending. 

[mouthfulloftoothpasterry]

Okay so I just started thinking about your tropes, mainly 70's and blind!harry verse, imagine either Harry or YN go shopping and buy clothes for their babies and they're really excited to see how they look in them. For the 70's verse, I feel like it'd be when they're smaller, bc I can see Honey being excited but not Lennon. But ah I just remembered racer!harry verse too! You know what you can do this for all your verses if you want

- 🍓

Omg im sorry it took me so long to reply, I try and respond as soon as I can but then it slips my mind as soon as I have a free moment :(

“Okay, fashion show! Daddy went shopping.” Harry smiles, dropping an arm load of different colored paper bags onto the couch. Y/n rolls her eyes at her husband, “How much did you spent this time?” Harry scoffs at her, pulling Honey up into his arms. “I literally spent one dollar, don’t accuse me of anything.” She shakes her head at how dramatic he is and walks off to the kitchen- it was obvious he didn’t only spend one dollar.

“Okay, slip this on and then go show mama.” Harry pulls a green blouse over Honeys head before slipping a pair of patchwork trousers over her chunky thighs and buttoning them. “Okay, run along and show mama, I’ve got to get your brother dressed up.

Harry waves Lennon over, pulling out a checkered pair of white and rust orange pants along with a matching orange turtle neck. “Arms up.” Harry whispers, pulling off the denim button up he was wearing and quickly changing them.

“Harry, you’re basically in the same outfit as Honey. Stop torturing my babies.” Harry scoffs, “well she looks damn good! I should be a fashionista, you know like the people who style people for the films?” Y/n rolls her eyes and fixes Honeys hair. “Well if you hate my style so much then I guess the granny square sweater vest and the new bikini is for me!”

Y/n rolls her eyes while her immature husband stomps up the stairs with all the bags in his hand. “It would have been yours anyways!”

*****

“What does it say?” Harry ask, feeling the embroidery of the baby onesie. “It says ‘holy cow I’m cute’ with a little cow on it.” Harry smiles, plucking his fingers from the fabric. “That’s cute, we should get that.” Y/n nods, tossing it in the cart. “We should get Finny new turtle pajamas, it seems like he wears them out as soon as he gets them.”

“Yeah, i think they have the kind he likes. Last time he didn’t like the fuzzy kind because it made him too hot at night.” Harry agrees with the shake of his head, cooing down at their newborn. Finnley was at Anne’s house so they decided to get a few errands in without the little boy running across the store. Harry smiles at his newborn, making little babbling noises to get the boy to giggle. “Oh, here’s the kind he likes.” Y/n tosses them in the cart before checking out.

**

“Finny!“ Harry calls, waiting to hear the sounds of his tiny feet padding on the floor. “Want to put on your new pjs?!” Harry questions, pulling the new pajama set out of the dryer. Finnley squeals, slapping his hands together and patting his fathers arms so he will pick him up. “Turtles!” He squeals with a giggle, grabbing the shirt. “Yes! They’re turtles, Finny! Let’s go change!”

****

“Um, that’s terrible.” Harry says, pushing down a pair of pink sweat pants. “They are for our two year old, I don’t think she cares much.” Harry rolls his eyes. Every time they go shopping Harry turns into the biggest diva, acting like a stylist and putting together outfits.

“Beau, go try this on, babe. I’ll be there is a second.” Harry says, handing him a couple Nike shirts. Beau groans, frowning and walking off to the dressing room that was only a foot away. “Now you, little ladybug, daddy is gonna find you a cute little outfit!” Harry pulls Poppy from his wife’s arms, kissing over her face and grabbing a little sage green checkered dress with a cream colored shirt to put under it. “Go put this on her and then come find me, lover. I want to see my ladybug in this cute little dress.” He pecks dramatic kisses over her cheeks before handing her back off to Y/n.

“Come on Grey, go follow your brother, babe.” Harry holds his hand a directs him to the dressing room.

**

“You’re so cute! You look like a little fairy!” Harry smiles, tossing her up then catching her and kissing all over her chubby cheeks. She squeals, grabbing his shirt and laughing out a “stop!” Which just comes out in little baby lips.

“Did those shirt work, Beau?” Beau shakes his head, wrapping his arms around Y/n’s leg. “He said they were itchy.” Y/n nods, walking off with Beau to go find more clothes.

[sennsational]

wifey <333 for the ask game: sage, chamomile and palm tree 🥺

xhdbsns thank you for indulging me wifey ilysm 🥺🤍

sage - “what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?”

oehh this one is rlly interesting! for me it’s either music or paintings, mainly bcs you don’t have to be good at a certain language to understand the meaning of both of these art mediums. like with music for example, even if you don’t know what the lyrics mean, you can still grasp some kind of idea what the song is about by the melody and beats. it also gives you the chance to create your own meaning behind the song bcs of the way you chose to interpret it!

same goes for paintings, although some of us may find it difficult to find any meaning behind a painting, saying stuff like ‘i’ve never studied art and i only see lines’. well that may be true, i’d like to think about the bigger picture or more like what the artist wants to convey and how i interpret it myself. for example one of my fave painter is Van Gogh and when i went to the Van Gogh museum I felt fascinated but also sad to see his art process throughout the years. like at the beginning stages he used so much colors and his art pieces were vibrant and lively, but then as the years go by and he’s struggling with his mental illness and just life in general you see it reflect in his work. from being lively and colorful to gloomy and dark and idk that always got stuck with me until this day

chamomile - “what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?”

hehehe as you may know by now, i rather gift others something than receiving. it’s not that i don’t appreciate the gesture, i just feel extremely guilty and i can’t help but think ‘why would they spend money and time on me?’. but yea, let’s not get all sentimental now hehe. the thing i do love to receive are either flowers (especially when someone points out why they picked the flowers they gift me) or a letter (be it handwritten or typed out).

i just love the idea that someone took the time to write out anything they have in mind on paper and entrust to give it to me to read. the act of writing a letter for someone is so pure and touching to me, it never cease to make me feel loved. fun fact: i made all my friends write me a letter for my bday two years ago, knowing that they don’t like to write out their thoughts, but the fact that they still did made me bawl my eyes out. one of my friends made a whole booklet with lil doodles and the other typed out his letter on an old typing machine 🥺

palm tree - “do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless?”

hmm,,, i usually don’t fall for the villains. not by choice, but it just doesn’t happen often so i had to think about this one dhdvdn 🤔 i think maybe getō? technically he’s a villain right? although he did some real fucked up shit, i also feel for him and the kind of weight he put on himself mentally to the point of losing himself and his initial morals. he just has a special place in my heart + he’s hot 🥴

[sonicfrontiers]

OOUGGH IM SO GLAD IM NOT THE ONLY ONE THINKING ABOUT SEA OF THIEVES HLVRAI AU... PLEASE !!!! PLEASE PLEASE SHARE UR IDEAS I WANNA HEAR THEM SO BAD

OHHH ANON YOU HAVE SAVED MY FUCKING LIFE WITH THIS ASK THANK YOU SO MUCH

SO !! i barely have anything yet bc i just had this fucking brain blast like an hour ago but. here are my Thoughts so far:

so the very first thing i tried to think of was like. what everyone is? i did my best w this but i am so fuckin open to ideas..... i don’t know shit! 

the easiest answer right off the bat was who the humans are (or at least the pirates who appear to be human) in this. we got the science team as the pirate crew—gordon, tommy, bubby, and coomer! they are sailing the seas and maybe they are not doing a very good job of it but it’s fine. it’s Fine

the second easiest answer was benrey’s situation. we got skeletons fuck yeah. benrey got some of that curse uh oh! however w benrey’s situation that’s more like... sometimes being a skeleton rather than just steadily turning into one, i thought maybe the curse fucked up on him? maybe it’s like. he’s only half cursed to just sometimes be a skeleton but he can also look human again too. i don’t fucking know. also OH SHIT BENREY HAS TO BE NOT HUMAN UHJHHHHHHHH fuck it guess he’s part ancient now too. i guess. shit i’ll have to spend more time on him but this is.. the gist

next we got uhh forzen babey. i’ll be honest i’m not too confident on this one. i had the vague idea that maybe he’s a mermaid? although whether he’s one of the mermaids that steals sunken pirates and turns them into mermaids or one of the mermaids who was turned into a pirate i can’t really decide. i mean the pirates-turned-mermaids are always helpful in game, and forzen. well. Isn’t, but the mermaid-mermaids live so far deep that they’re never seen? so i don’t know. but he’s out there.... in the ocean....... somewhere....... waiting for me to have more brain power to answer this

it’s darnold time! i’ll be honest i also don’t have many ideas for this guy. i thought maybe he’s got something to do with the order of souls? that’s vaguely related to potions right? sage darnold with the oos eyes curse and he reads the fuckin skull juices to help out the crew with their voyages..... i think? there are other options too but this is the one that jumped out at me the most!

GREGORY MAN. the man himself. SO I GOT TWO POSSIBILITIES HERE FOR THIS GUY. what i can’t decide on is how much of canon sot i want to be canon in this au... mainly, the stuff abt the pirate lord. i got two options here, one of which is that ramsey still exists as the pirate lord and he hangs out doing mostly the same shit he does in canon, and gman is like. an ancient who stuck around the sea of thieves for whatever reason? which would make tommy a descendant of the ancients too, hence why i specified earlier that all the pirates in the crew might not be human..... EITHER THAT OR gman is the pirate lord and ramsey fuckin uh doesn’t exist in the au. and i CANNOT for the life of me decide which i like better. ANY HELP APPRECIATE HERE PLS

OH ALSO I FORGOT SUNKIST HE’S A MONKEY THAT TOMMY HAS AND HE CAN DO COOL TRICKS AND EVERYONE LOVES HIM. HE’S IMMORTAL SOMEHOW. DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT

THEN. it’s tim,e for “how the fuck did everyone get past the shroud into the sot”

i think no matter who the pirate lord is in this au they’d have no problems letting pretty much anyone in honestly. ramsey just kinda says “oh you washed up unconscious on the shores of old sailor’s isle? cool let me just not ask any questions and part the shroud for you real quick ok bye” and honestly i can’t imagine gman would be much different—although he’d probably be more cryptic abt it than ramsey is

SO. GORDOS. i feel like him coming to the sot was a last resort of sorts. he feels lost in life, unsure what his goal is or where he’s going, and he hears of this mystical sea that nobody who enters ever leaves but apparently there’s adventure and treasure and wonder there so he’s like fuck it, i’ve got nothing else to do and goes there hoping to find some sort of purpose. and find it he does :)

tommy time! i feel like whatever brought him here had to be partially related to his dad? either he’s just There bc. well. his dad’s the fuckin pirate lord, or gman’s all cryptid abt being an ancient and left tommy to sort of grow up in the sot on his own while gman kept a distant eye on him, just so tommy wouldn’t find out too much abt being an ancient or whatever. uh. so he’s pretty familiar w the world of sot and all its wacky magic shit! 

(actual sot lore question here bc this is smth i don’t know—does all the magic that happens in sea of thieves happen beyond the shroud? i wonder if the rest of the world also has skeletons and giant sea monsters and magic and shit or if it’s just inside the sea of thieves...... hmmm for this au i’m gonna assume that all magic is something unique to the sea of thieves and doesn’t happen beyond the shroud) 

The Bubby. honestly i like the idea that bubby came to the sot just to like... get away from the outside world? like maybe he’s on the run from something............ this is very very vague in my mind and is extremely subject to change but i like the whole “I’M LEAVING THIS WORLD!” thing as bubby being like fuck the regular world i’m going into the flesh eating devil shroud and nobody can stop me. and then he did

coomer. the man himself. i think coomer came to the sot searching for adventure! and more to learn! he’s always looking to broaden his horizons and where else to go but to the mystical sea of thieves when looking for new experiences? coomer is just here to have a good time :)

UH i think darnold already existed in the sot... he just sorta Lives There... there are npcs who just fucking were born and raised there right. like tasha was in the sot at age 4 so it makes sense right?? darnold just live here and he helps get the crew from the outside world familiar with the sot!

FORZEN has been in the sot for ages—either he’s always been here as a mermaid or he got turned into one so long ago and he’s just been getting angrier and angrier w it every year he’s trapped here. he barely remember why he came anymore but god does he regret it. :(

gman either way just kind of Is There huh..... as the pirate lord i honestly can’t imagine his origin being much different than ramsey’s? like he just makes friends w the ancients like hey what’s up i like this sea. my sea now. or he Is an ancient and just fucking chills there. whatever

OK THAT’S MOSTLY IT FOR WHAT I HAVE FOR TECHNICAL STUFF WHEN IT COMES DOWN TO IT..... HERE ARE SOME OTHER FUN BITS I THOUGHT OF:

bubby discovers firebombs and Uh Oh. Uh Oh Everyone Watch Out Bubby’s Got Fire Powers Now. he only accidentally sets the ship on fire SOMETIMES it’s FINE. (also his favorite region is the devil’s roar. unsurprisingly. he likes the chaos it brings)

bubby and tommy + coomer as well are agents of chaos in general. they don’t follow the fuckin Rules and it makes gordon’s life a living hell. 

bubby: look gordon i dug up some grubs! gordon: cool man, put those in the barrel and we can use them to fish late- bubby: (shoving the grubs in his mouth) gordon: BUBBY NO WHAT THE FUCK DON’T EAT TH coomer: oh, what a good idea, bubby! i am feeling quite hungry myself! (also starts eating worms) gordon: I’M COOKING DINNER AT THE CAMPFIRE RIGHT NOW PLEASE DON’T tommy: oh are the worms okay to eat? i wonder what they taste like gordon: NO STOP benrey, shoving worms in gordon’s face: eat worms? eat worms now please?

coomer finds out how to launch himself out of a cannon and he becomes unstoppable. the crew is attacked by an enemy ship and everyone’s like “oh fuck everyone get to the cannons!” and they go there to find coomer fucking launching himself directly onto the enemy ship, and he kills their entire crew in seconds. by the time he mermaids back to his ship everyone is fucking stunned silent and coomer is just like “well, that takes care of that! let’s get back on course, gentlemen!” and since then they just fucking fire coomer at people like a weapon whenever they get attacked by other pirates or skeletons. It Always Works

UH AND I THINK THAT’S KIND OF WHAT I HAVE SO FAR? i might be forgetting something but this post is long enough as is...... 

IF ANYONE HAS ANYTHING TO ADD FEEL FREE!!! i love sea of thieves so fuckin much man... and i didn’t even TOUCH on anything like any of the reaper’s bones shit which i would be interested in looking at getting involved in this au somehow...... i will probably come back to this if anyone else is interested !! otherwise that’s all i got for now!!!! thank you so much for asking anon!!!!!

[poptod]

The Dead Heed No Lies (Ch. 7)

Description: Where to next?

Notes: it is surprisingly hard to find out how to access different religions afterlives. i’d like to note that my posting might get a little more inconsistent bc i’m going through a lot of physical therapy and doctors visits. Word Count: 2.6k

Chapter Seven: The Stranger

Unwrapping the last of your granola bars, you stuffed the wrapper back into your bag, stimming nervously at the fireside as you wondered when and how you would eat next. Your main fear was having to break your diet, though you'd grown much more accustomed to blood and meat after witnessing two murders. Ahk lay by your side, his hands entwined behind his head as his closed eyes stared up into the sunny day, breath gentle and long. Sac was nowhere to be seen – a couple hours ago she'd lost the trail she was following, and as much as she tried to find it again it was achingly clear it would take a good while.

In the meantime, you would have to be content with sitting by the fire, slowing chewing your old granola bar. And occasionally staring at Ahk. Even though you'd never let yourself succumb to whatever emotions you felt, he was undeniably easy on the eyes, and your attraction needn't go further than that.

At the half point in your bar, you reluctantly wrapped it back up and put it away. Just in case it'd take too long to get more food. Hopefully it wouldn't become another hindrance – you were already lost from civilization, and with Sac fully preoccupied with finding the trail again, you had basically zero chance of finding food in the wild. No, you had to be stuck with Ahk. He was a wonderful person of course, and very fun to have around, but he wasn't exactly the brightest, at least not when it came to survival tactics. Sure, he knew his star charts and yes, he knew how to rule a peoples, but he didn't actually recognize snow when he first saw it. The thought of that by itself always had you forcing back giggles – you hadn't seen it yourself, but God if it wasn't a beautiful movie in your head.

"You do this a lot, don't you?" Ahk said, the words surprising you. It'd been silent for a while, and you thought he was asleep. Looking down, his eyes open and on you, he certainly wasn't.

"Do what?"

"Look like you're about to die," he said with a teasing grin.

"I do not."

"You do! You get all grim and it looks like you're preparing to sacrifice yourself," he said, shifting till he faced the sky once more, closing his eyes. "Not that it's a bad thing."

"How is that not a bad thing?" You asked with a humorless laugh.

"It's very 'you.'"

Great, wonderful, that was exactly what you wanted to be. Thank you, Ahk, for alerting you of yet another personality trait to be wary of. Still, a small laugh left you, which was all he was looking for.

Overhead the sun began to set down into the sky, though it was still plenty light outside. Sac returned from her explorations a little while after that, kicking snow into the fire to douse it, and pulling the two of you to your feet afterwards. Brushing out your clothes, you pulled your satchel back on as Ahk did the same.

"Did you find his trail?" Ahk asked, situating his scarf back around his neck.

"No, but I found smoke, isolated smoke. We might have some help on finding where we are," Sac explained, already heading on the way. You hurriedly helped Ahk with his backpack and followed after her, the heat of the sun burning your cheeks as your feet froze in the snow.

Moving low amongst the crowded pine trees, you kept in the single line format, watching Sac follow her own footsteps back through the forest. The many overhanging branches came to be quite the hindrance, even as you all pushed them away in a neat format. You continued to follow her, past nests and frozen ponds, till in the distant sky smoke became apparent. In the approaching evening, the smoke didn't contrast the sky quite as well, but the burning scent certainly aided your search. Her pace quickened, and in a few short minutes you stood before a small, log cabin in a clearing.

One door rested a few steps above the ground, clearly handmade but still looking well made, something apparent about the rest of the cabin as well. The single window was all that stood out – the only thing that had to be made through machines and professionals considering how clear it was. Inside, the light of a candle flickered, casting moving shadows against the walls. Standing tall from the roof, the mud chimney sent smoke up into the sky. Below all the wood, a stone and mud foundation kept the cabin stuck on the ground, half covered up by the snow that had fallen from the roof.

Sac took a few steps forward, cautious and ever wary of any dangers. Ahk followed her, but you stayed still, watching as she gently rapped on the door. The sound of muted footsteps came from inside, and as the door slowly creaked open you leaned forward. You hurried to stand behind the two of them, still fearful of what kind of person would live alone in the woods in a homemade cabin, seemingly entirely apart from common civilization.

When at last the door opened fully, a person showed themselves, dressed from head to toe in Native American clothes, from homemade moccasins to an intricately beaded headband. Wrinkled lines lay across their face, thick with age and curiosity as they furrowed their brow at your odd group. Freckles and marks dotted across their skin, showing the suns' kiss in every area, tanned from the time spent working. A single, well-healed scar ran from the bottom of their ear to their jaw.

"Aren't you an odd group," they said after a few minutes of silence, all of you staring at each other in the space. Their accent was thick, pairing well with a soft, low voice.

"We're looking for -"

"Why don't you come inside?" They asked, moving away from the door to make space. You looked to Sac and Ahk, who were looking at each other suspiciously – no one ever invites someone into their house at the drop of a dime, but Sac nodded. She must've seen something worth trusting.

Gingerly, the three of you entered in a neat row, standing awkwardly in the one room cabin. All at once the smell of smoke and sage filled your head, calming the edge of your nerves. The fireplace sat opposite the door, and to the left of that was a small kitchen, consisting mainly of cupboards and a bucket full of water. To the right, a bed bereft of blankets sided next to an oak desk. In the corner were baskets, filled with blankets and cloth, and the occasional knife or pipe sticking out.

"Tell me – where are you all from?" They asked, brushing by their desk before taking a seat on the bed. Gesturing to the chairs, the three of you made to sit beside the fire, fidgeting uncomfortably as they stared at you. The warmth was certainly welcome, and the furs sprawled across the chairs softened the hard wood.

"I'm from the..." Sac glanced to the two of you before looking back at them, "Shoshone tribe."

Biting at your cheek, you prayed to any God listening that this person would understand, or in the very least not ask too many questions.

"I'm from Egypt," Ahk answered. His nails were digging into his palm.

"Israel," you said quietly. You were born there, but you hadn't actually been raised there past the age of four. Still, your first memories were of wading in the ocean and crying from getting bitten by the tiny fish, so that counted as your birthplace for you.

"Why are you here?" They asked, another difficult question you'd have to do your best to avoid. You bit at your cheek again.

"Actually, we're a little lost. We were wondering if you could direct us to the nearest town," Sac said, ever the peace in your anxiety.

"I could," they said, standing and walking to the fire, kneeling before it with a prodding stick. Embers flew from the fire, landing on the mud floor and dying out before it could reach the carpet. "I don't think that's what you're looking for though, is it?"

Ahk paled and tightened his fist, nails digging harsher into his palm. Reaching over, you rested your hand over his, loosening his grip on himself. He breathed deep.

"How do you know?" Sac asked in a quieter voice, soft and curious.

"The spirits, they talk to me," they said, nodding sagely. "They told me of you."

"You're Inuit," you said in sudden realization, your mouth falling to part slightly.

"Algonquin, actually," they said.

"Sorry. I'm not well versed in American history," you apologized quickly, fidgeting anxiously with your hands.

"It's alright. Not many are."

Now this, this could help you – the remaining people who still practiced the various religions of Native Americans usually had a much deeper understanding of both the world and afterlife than the general populace did. You certainly knew very little, and Ahk's innate knowledge of Egypt wouldn't help in North America. Maybe this person would know, maybe they could help you – you certainly needed it, what with Sac losing the trail and none of you having any clue as to where you were.

"Do you believe in magic?" Sac asked as they circled the chairs you sat in, making their way to put the prodding stick back in its' corner.

"I've seen it myself," they answered rather ominously. You shifted in your seat again.

Ahk leaned over you to speak to Sac, whispering, "can we tell the truth?"

Neither of them having an answer, they looked to you. Squeezing your hands anxiously, you nodded slowly, standing to explain the situation.

"We're looking for a... well, it's a bit... difficult to explain," you started off, internally cursing yourself for starting off so horribly. "An Egyptian God stole what belonged to him," you gestured to Ahk, "and we need to get it back before the God gets back into the underworld."

They nodded thoughtfully, picking their words carefully as they sat back down on the bed. Leaning forward, they balanced their elbows on their knees, furrowing their brow as they concentrated.

"You're looking for a way to get into an afterlife?"

Oh boy. You did not like how he said that, implying the existence of multiple afterlives. That complicated things to an unbearable extent.

"Yes. We were thinking that ley lines might've lead to the afterlife, but the trail we were following disappeared," Sac explained.

"In that case," they said, standing once more and moving to the kitchen, opening up a cupboard filled with dusty books. A veritable gold mine of ancient information, you could feel your eyes dilate as you caught sight of the old books, the elation quickly dissipating once the cupboard closed. Setting the book atop the desk, they motioned the three of you over. Looking over their shoulder, you payed close attention to the many pages they flipped through before arriving to the correct chapters.

The images painted and drawn across its' pages were the only parts you could understand, the visuals clear and pleasing beside the unintelligible scribbles of letters and writings. It looked enough like English that you thought you should be able to read it, but it was just messy enough, and just foreign enough that you couldn't read a single word.

"Some people believe that certain ceremonies and tributes in a doorway would open the world," they said, reading off the book. "Some believe that it is accessible through dreams."

"Are there different afterlives?" Sac asked, something you were dreading to be true.

"Yes. The world exists in a stasis of equality... every religion has a basis, every idea holds a sliver of truth. Which afterlife are you looking for anyway?"

"The Egyptian one. I don't think Anubis has access to other underworlds," Ahk said, leaning closer to the book.

"That's unfortunate. I don't have much information regarding Eastern religions... in America, many of the gates lead to spirit worlds," they said, trailing their fingers across the dry ink. "Some gates are unreachable. Keep that in mind. The Mesopotamians believed that the gates to the afterlife were at the ends of the galaxy."

"Let's hope that's not the case for us," Ahk whispered to you, earning an avid nod.

"What about ley lines? I was taught that they were where the veil was thin, but again, it doesn't seem like Anubis went that way," you said.

"Spirits use the ley lines for travel. All that connects them is monuments to religion and historical places. Other than fast travel, they can't be used for much," they explained, and as they spoke you could feel your heart sink into your stomach. "I have many books here, with many instructions of rituals and blessings, but I do not believe I have the information you seek."

Stepping back, the three of you stood in a huddle, each of you on different levels of nervousness.

"What should we do? We can't continue on as we have," Sac said, wearing that rarely-used anxious face she had.

"We need to find out where a path to Duat is," Ahk said.

"In that case, we need to first find the information on how to find the doorway," you said, something that sunk all your spirits. Mutely they agreed, the thought of continued search weighing heavy on all your minds as you parted, separately wondering how to access centuries old information.

"Stay the night, you must be weary," the stranger offered, picking up one of the wicker baskets full of furs and blankets.

"We sleep during the day," you said quickly, wary of their reaction to Ahk and Sac turning to stone.

"Then study for the night and sleep for the day. You look tired," they said, and you couldn't deny that. All three of you were exhausted.

"Thank you. Perhaps we can find something that will help in your library, if you don't mind us searching," Sac asked with a small bow. They nodded, and with that Sac was already at the cupboards, pulling down another book to sit by the fireplace and read.

You made to grab a book of your own, but as you did so you heard the door open and close, and with a quick look around the room you found Ahk missing. Excusing yourself quietly, you followed him outside. The footprints leaving the doorway lead around back of the cabin, where Ahk sat in the snow, knees pulled to his chest. Delicately you sat beside him, scooting closer when he showed no aversion to your presence.

"What's up?" You asked quietly, your eye never leaving him.

"We're not going to get there in time," he whispered, his voice cracking.

"You don't know that," you said, hoping your words would help. "And if we don't, we'll find a way to get it back from there. I'm not quitting and neither is Sac."

"No offense, but entering Duat will probably kill you," he mumbled, crossing his arms over his knees and burying his face in them.

"Then we summon Anubis. We find a spell. We trick some Gods – we'll get your tablet back," you promised, keeping your hand on his shoulder, rubbing circles with your thumb. He sighed, shutting his eyes tight.

"What if we don't?"

"I'll stay by your side, we both will. We won't abandon you," you murmured, watching as he slowly untensed and looked to you, tears lining his long eyelashes.

"Swear to it," he said in sudden seriousness, holding out his hand for you to shake. Looking to him and then to his hand, you nodded, shaking his hand firm.

"I won't abandon you."

[dandylion240]

✧ Founders CAS Challenge by @volcano-pasta ✧

Tagged by @simmeronnie Thank you so much. I decided to use this as an excuse to create my founders of my ts3 legacies in ts4.

Rules: Post all of your founders together to compare and contrast them! Share some details to see how similar or different they are. This can be done in CAS, or you can jump in game, or you can share old screenshots!

1) The Van Winkle Legacy - Founder Peter Van Winkle

Just the average absentminded scientist.

He is immortal due to being tricked by Emit Relevart. 

He was married twice. 

First wife Valari - their marriage ended in divorce 

They had 4 children together 

Second wife Jean - she died of old age 

They had 4 children together 

Valari was killed in a fire she set herself to kill Peter in after luring him into her trap by kidnapping his son.

Peter is now moving on from having lost Jean and is dating River. When Gen 6 starts we’ll see if she becomes wife number 3

Gen 6 currently on hiatus but I am working on it

More under the cut. It got really long,  Plus evidently I write a lot.

2) Not So Ordinary Life - Founder William Bennett and his wife Jessica

This legacy started because William kept getting abducted by aliens. I asked myself one little question...what if the aliens weren’t as friendly as the game made them out to be? What if they had an agenda all their own? Thus the Bennett saga began.

Why Bennett? Because I gave him the same last name of my favorite character Elizabeth Bennett from Pride and Prejudice

William was abducted 4 or 5 times. I don’t honestly remember. It did result in two pregnancies.

The alien experiments done on him unfortunately had lasting side effects on his wife. She became prone to fits of anger, jealousy, uncontrollable sexual urges that resulted in multiple children she was unable to take care nor any desire to do so. Also resulted in an affair and a child from that relationship as well. Until she completely lost it and tried to kill her entire family.

William stuck by her because he felt guilty because of what the aliens had done to him.

He also lost his oldest child Sydney in a tragic house fire. She later came back to life through a science experiment but that’s another story.

Gen 6 currently on hiatus but being worked on

3) Not So Peaceful Life (a side legacy of NSOL) - Evelyn Bennett and her husband Shon Olivia

Evelyn is William’s alien daughter.

She married her older sisters boyfriend after meeting him again once she went away to University.

They were reluctant to move their relationship from friends to something more.

Shon’s estranged father hated her and on more than one occasion tried to kill her. He had been abducted by aliens that drove him to drinking. 

Shon and Evelyn also took in his children from a previous relationship before he was sent to live with his Aunt. He didn’t even know about them until a case he was working on in Bridgeport let him to his ex girlfriends door. 

Shon had two kids with Evelyn and two with his ex.

4th gen is on hiatus.

4) Not So Quiet Life (a side legacy of NSOL) Casey Bennett and his wife Lynn

Casey is the 3rd child of William and Jessica

Sydney sacrificed herself to save him in the fire that took her life. 

Casey and his younger brother Gene never really got along until years later when Casey had his own breakdown and developed a drinking problem. Gene helped him through it.

Casey got a girl pregnant while he was at University and they lived together for the sake of their son Eddie. 

He came home from work one day to find her gone and his son alone crying in his crib. 

Through the help of is older brother Robert he was able to find a suitable nanny for his son. 

He later married his son’s nanny.

Casey had two kids with Lynn besides Eddie.

Glitter is the continuation of his legacy with Hannah, Benjamin and Christopher Bennett.

5) Not So Reckless Life (a side legacy of NSOL) Gene Bennett and his wife Aimee.

Gene had emotional problems that developed after the death of this older sister Sydney. He felt responsible for the fire because he took out the batteries from the smoke alarm to operate a toy.

He got into drugs and drinking as a teenager but nothing really helped with the guilt he felt.

He became suicidal.

He became a target of his mother’s to vent her anger and unreasonable hatred on not helping with his own emotional problems.

Things started to turn around when he met his girlfriend (can’t remember her name) They lived together until he decided to sign up Sim Star Idol

Everyone was against him joining the show afraid that the pressure would be too much for him and he’d start drinking again.

If it weren’t for his brother Robert’s firm belief in him that he could do it that he did the show.

He didn’t win but he did meet the love of his life Aimee Vera.

Aimee’s parents were less than thrilled with her choice in men and did everything they could to break them up.

Aimee gave into their demands when Gene found out he was the father of twins from his previous relationship and she had died in child birth leaving him twin girls to raise.

He had a total of 7 kids. 

Knights of Hope is the current gen and will continue once Glitter concludes. Currently on Hiatus

6) Bring Me Back To Live (a side legacy of NSOL) Sydney Bennett and her husband Tain Sugihara.

Sydney died in a tragic house fire as a teenager.

She was brought back to life by a highly experimental procedure

The scientists wanted to generate good will and funding for their experiment so they insisted she marry and they hosted a BC for her.

Tain Sugihara was the lucky winner

The experiment that brought her back to life led to her death five years later.

She had triplets but it was her son Jackson who developed the genetic degradation that would eventually lead to his early death.

The scientists wanted to continue the experiments in the hopes of perfecting or even duplicating their one and only successful resurrection. 

Made to almost the end of gen 5 - indefinite hiatus

7) My lil Reagan’s Robin Fairchild and Dominick Reagan started it all.

I will one day post their story.

It is written but I want to fit it in so that it makes sense with where I’m at with my Reagan stories.

These two would be the grandparents or Jonah, Jayden, Raelyn and Sage. 

Sage’s purple hair comes from Dominick

Dominick is a ghost now living with his elderly husband in their youngest son’s home.

My TS4 game play consists of mostly their descendants

8) Island Living Game play - Octavia Griggs and Wilson McCabe

I’ll probably just play them until the kids age up. 

You may see their kids married to other sims later on

It was started to test out Island Living

9) 4x4 Challenge and game play - Reo Carmichael and Kasen Rocca

Reo is a well known actor

Kasen is an up and coming artist

The challenge was to start off with a 4x4 house and every 10,000 dollars they make they can add on another 4x4 room. They have to spend all but 500 dollars in the renovation. 

Once the upstairs is complete and their kids are aged this challenge will end.

I have plans for their only son He will have his own challenge to accomplish

Hmm that’s a lot but the majority of my TS3 stories are on hiatus but will be coming back. I just want to have stuff written in advance. I do see I get obsessed with families mainly my Bennett’s and Reagan’s. I love my Van Winkle’s too but I tried to keep all the stories in together since they tell the same overall story. 

Sorry I got a little long winded but I do love to talk about my stories and this helped me realize what I lived about them. Also why I struggle to let any of them even BMBTL. 

Tagging: @fataleromeo​ @cillaben​ @izayoichan​ @ohsimtastic​ @amuhav​ @wannabecatwriter​ @justasimthing​ @cawthorntales​ and anyone else who wants to do this. Feel free to ignore if you want. 

[ukulelewrites]

Veritaserum

A/N: my first nct dream fic!!!! this has been in the works for 5 months now bc i kept getting sidetracked with other fics and miscellaneous personal affairs but here it is~~~ i hope y’all enjoy!

Pairing: NCT Dream’s Jaemin x Reader

Genre: Fluff/Slytherin!Reader x Hufflepuff!Jaemin AU

Word Count: 5.4k 

Veritaserum:  "Three drops of this and even You-Know-Who himself would spill out his darkest secrets."

Don’t you ever feel like the universe ever just looked down on you and went, “fuck you, Y/N?” This was definitely one of those days.

See, you were mindlessly walking back to the Greenhouses since you had to ask Professor Sprouts an extremely pressing question regarding the cultivation of peaches for a certain potion you were concocting. Simple stuff really, no way you’d get harm doing something as simple as walking, right? Wrong, 100% completely wrong. Just as you turn the corner of the corridor leading to the Greenhouses, a sudden force comes barreling right into you, knocking you off of your feet and falling backwards onto the floor. The last thing you saw before screwing your eyes shut was a blur of peachy hair. Your back comes upon impact with the floor, and you could feel the weight of your barreller on top of you. However, your mind comes to a rushing halt when you realized that there was also something brushing against your lips very softly before the feeling is gone. Your eyes snap open when you hear a murmured apology, and all you could catch of your first-kiss-stealer’s appearance was his peach-colored hair and his yellow & black robes flowing behind him.

“What happened to you?” your best friend, Donghyuck asks when he spies you storming through the Great Hall’s doors and towards the Slytherin table. The moment you sat down, you slam your head down on the dining table and let out an obnoxious groan, earning a handful of curious glances from your peers. “Okay, Y/N, what crawled up your ass and laid its eggs?” Donghyuck doesn’t even look up from his mashed potatoes when he asks, already used to your dramatics. You give him a grunt in reply. “I swear, Y/N, with your dramatic ass, I’m surprised the Sorting Hat didn’t drop you in Gryffindor,” he says with an eye roll.

“That’s not a nice thing to say about us Gryffindors,” Mark pouts, arriving at the table just to check on you. Unfortunately for Donghyuck, he caught the Slytherin boy’s remark.

“Just look at them!” Donghyuck scoffs, waving his fork in your general direction.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” Mark asks. His brows furrow in concern. You lift your head from the table and gave the upperclassman a pout. Donghyuck just scoffs.

“Don’t give my boyfriend that face,” he huffs. You stick your tongue out at the brunet.

“I lo...ss...day,” you mutter.

“What’d you say?” Mark asks, leaning in closer. Donghyuck does too.

“I los...my...irst...ss...day…” you say again, this time just a decibel louder.

“Yah, Y/N, how can you expect us to comfort you if we can’t even hear what you’re saying,” Donghyuck snaps. Mark hits his shoulder and sends him a warning glare.

“I LOST MY FIRST KISS TODAY!” you yell, causing the entirety of the Great Hall to snap their head towards you. “Great,” you mumble, trying very hard to sink yourself further into the bench, “just great.”

“Who would kiss you?” Donghyuck snorts, earning another hit from his boyfriend. “Fine, who kissed you?” Right when he asks, a certain peach-haired boy walks into the Great Hall; this time, however, his hair is much more mussed up, dirt and grass stains his shirt and cheeks, and the yellow and black robe was no longer draping his body but carelessly thrown over his shoulder. You freeze up once your eyes land on him. Your two friends quip their eyebrows at your odd behaviour before following your line of vision.

“Wait, hold up,” Mark starts, “are you telling me—”

“Na Jaemin claimed your virgin lips?” Donghyuck hisses. You quickly lunge forward and cover your best friend’s big fat mouth with your hand.

“Shush it!” you snap, your voice barely above a whisper. “He might hear you!”

“I can’t believe you let the biggest flirt in the entire school kiss you?” Mark questions, “Like, Y/N, our beloved cynical snake, let the smiliest, flirtiest boy kiss them? And it was their first kiss too?” The poor Gryffindor sits down for a second to process the overwhelming information. “Wow, that’s actually wild,” he utters.

“It wasn’t like I purposefully let him kiss me,” you mutter, suddenly becoming way more interested in your soup.

“Are you trying to tell me he accidentally kissed you?” Donghyuck teases, but at the notice of your miniscule nod, his eyes widen. “Oh shit, how’d that happen?”

“Muffliato,” you mutter, waving your wand under the table. Once you ensure none of your fellow housemates were eavesdropping, you retell to Mark and Donghyuck exactly how a certain peach-haired Hufflepuff stole your virgin lips.

“Think he knows what he did?” Mark asks. You look over to the Hufflepuff table. Jaemin has the sleeve of his dress shirt rolled up and his tie loose; he was currently in the middle of recounting some anecdote from Quidditch practice to the flock of yellow & black-robed girls situated around him.

“I doubt it,” you snort, “It doesn’t matter anyway; it’s just a kiss.”

“You’re a filthy liar, Y/N L/N,” you curse under your breath. Ever since the incident, you have been spying that cursed, albeit beautiful, boy much more often. Like, you knew you share classes with him, but now you find your eyes wandering towards his direction during Herbology and Charms and Potions.

“Y/N L/N?” Professor Flitwick’s voice breaks through your reverie, “May you go ahead and demonstrate the proper motion for Aguamenti? It seems that a certain group,” he sends a pointed look towards Jaemin and his friends, the party looking significantly singed, “seemed to have forgotten what we had learned in our previous lesson.”

“Of course, Professor.” You get out of your seat and stand in the center of the room. Your eyes flicker across the room for a second, briefly making eye contact with Jaemin before focusing back to the wand in your hand. You will your face to stop getting so hot after realizing exactly how intently the peach-haired Hufflepuff was staring at you. “Aguamenti,” you state, moving your wand in a fluid motion, mimicking the movement of the waves. A gentle stream of water spurts from the tip of your wand and into the potted plant placed on Professor Flitwick’s desk. The class gives you a polite round of applause, and Professor Flitwick beams at you.

“My pansies are quite happy they’ve finally been watered,” he jests, “10 points to Slytherin for Y/N’s excellence in the Augamenti charm!” His eyes then flicker back to the Hufflepuffs’ side of the classroom. “And I advise you,” he says looking pointedly at Jaemin, “to follow Y/N’s example the next time I ask you all to demonstrate the charm. Class is dismissed!” You gather your books and parchment into your bag and catch up with Donghyuck at the door.

“I think your 10 points just put us in the lead for the House Cup,” your best friend cheers as the two of you made way towards the Quidditch field; he sits on the bleachers and works on homework while you whiz around on your Nimbus 2001 and run drills with the rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team. “Now just continue being the giant ass nerd you are, and we might finally kick Gryffindor off of their 3-year win streak.”

“I thought you told Mark you weren’t salty about them winning last year?” you ask, turning towards your friend and quirking a brow.

“Sometimes, little white lies won’t hurt the relationship. It’ll only preserve it,” he says sagely, “Plus, you’re always complaining about how they win everything, so don’t pretend you’re not plotting to steal the House Cup away from them this year.”

“Well-”

“Y/N!” a voice rings out from behind you, promptly interrupting your sentence. You whip your head around to see Jaemin running up towards you, his yellow and black robe billowing behind him. Immediately you tense up.

“Hi, Jaemin,” Donghyuck greets. The Hufflepuff gives him a nod of acknowledgement before turning towards you.

“Can I ask you something?” he asks you.

“You kinda just did,” Donghyuck interjects again. You glare at him, and he simply raises his hands in surrender. “Fine, fine, I’ll leave. See you at the field, Y/N.”

“What’s up, Jaemin?” you ask, trying to play it at cool as possible.

“Um, well,” he dips his head, and you’re faced with a mop of peachy hair. When he looks up at you, his face is adorned with a boyish, shy smile. Jaemin rubs at the back of his neck before he asks you, “Can you help me with Charms?” You’re taken aback by his question. Mainly because you were surprised it wasn’t about the accidental kiss the two of you had shared. He must’ve sensed your hesitancy because he immediately spoke up. “I know we aren’t close, but you’re the best in our N.E.W.T level class, and I’ve been struggling a lot with the technical side of it. I figured you would be able to help me?” he pleads.

“I guess I can?” you reply, “I can’t today since I have Quidditch practice, but I’m free after dinner to help you.”

“Really?” he beams, “That’s awesome, Y/N. Thank you so much!” Jaemin’s smile catches you off guard because you never thought any guy with pink hair could look that beautiful. “I’ll meet up with you after dinner!”

“Watch out, L/N!” your team captain, Yuta, shouts from above you. However, his warning was absolutely useless when a Bludger comes barreling into you and knocks you to the left. The Quaffle you had in your hand went falling towards the ground. “Time out!” Yuta bellows, and the entire team flies back towards the ground.

“You alright, Y/N?” Hyunjin, a fellow Chaser, asks once everyone reached the ground.

“Yeah, sorry for being distracted,” you apologize, “I just had something on my mind.”

“Well get your head in the game, L/N,” Yuta barks, “We have a game this Saturday against Hufflepuff, and they’ve actually been good this year. I’m not about to lose our Quidditch Cup streak to them.”

“Got it,  Captain,” you reply, mounting your broom and heading back up.

“God, that looks like it hurts,” Donghyuck mutters as he peers at the blotch of red that mars your right arm.

“It’s definitely going to leave a bruise,” Yuta chimes in as he plops himself down across the table from  you. “Now, Y/N, I have some ideas for drills next week and-” Your captain stops talking to glare behind your head. “What do you want?”

You quirk a brow at Yuta, and he juts his chin forward in response. You turn around and find yourself greeted by the yellow and black tie of a certain Hufflepuff.

“Uh, I just wanted to see if you were still down with meeting up after dinner?” Jaemin asks, trying not to waver under your captain’s glower.

“Yeah, there’s an empty classroom we could use on the 2nd floor. Just meet me there,” you reply.

“Awesome! I’ll see you later then!”

The moment Jaemin settles back down at the Hufflepuff table, Yuta kicks your leg from under the table.

“What’s that for?” you snap, already fed up with the number of bruises accumulating on your body.

“I can’t believe you’re flirting with Hufflepuff’s Seeker! Right in front of my salad too!” Yuta exclaims, exaggeratedly gesturing towards his plate.

“We weren’t flirting,” you reply, “I’m just helping him with Charms.”

“But if you don’t help him with Charms, he’ll fail and won’t be able to play in the upcoming match!”

“Guaranteed win for Slytherin,” Donghyuck chimes in with his mouth full of cake.

“And this is why we’re considered the ‘evil’ House,” you mutter, not even sparing your friends a chuckle.

“Fine, but if we lose the game this Saturday, it’s on you.”

“Yeah, yeah, Cap'n, it’s on me.”

“How did you do that?” Jaemin exclaims as he watches water flow out of the tip of your wand.

“It’s the same thing Professor Flitwick has been trying to teach you for the past week though?” you say with a quirked eyebrow.

“Well, yeah, but I don’t really pay attention in that class,” he mutters at the end of his sentence.

“What do you pay attention to then?” you prod.

Jaemin averts their gaze. “I, uh, well, I just watch Yukhei shove copious amounts of Bertie Botts’ Every Flavor Beans in his mouth and pray he doesn’t die of sensory overload,” he pauses to run his excuse over in his head again before nodding, “Yeah, that’s what I do.”

You don’t believe his excuse at all, but you ignore his horrible lying skills and revert your focus back onto the task at hand. “Anyways, the trick to perfecting Augamenti is to make sure your arm motion is fluid. Even if you tense just a bit, the charm won’t work 100% like you want it to,” you explain, demonstrating for him again the motion. He stares in awe at the steady stream of water flowing from your wand and nods in understanding. You train your eyes on Jaemin’s form and pick up his mistake instantly.

“Uh, is something wrong?” he asks, shifting awkwardly under your gaze.

“Here, let me fix something,” you reply before moving towards him. You take his arm and position it just a bit further outwards and nudge his right leg forward a bit with your foot. Once his stance was correct, you take a step back to look over his figure again. “Tsk, you’re still too stiff. Loosen your muscles a bit, Jaemin.” He does as you instruct, but you could only grumble at how off it looks. His shoulders were slightly hunched over, and his arms were too tense. Your eyes drift meticulously over his body and your spirits dampen further when you see his locked knees. Taking matters into your own hands, you place your palms on his shoulders to slightly push them back. You then trail your hands deftly down his arms to loosen them up, trying especially hard not to notice the toned muscles that flex beneath your fingertips. Before you could even think about kneeling down to address the knee problem, Jaemin unlocks his knees. This time you notice the adorable flush dusting his cheeks.

“Well,” you awkwardly coughed, “your stance is right. Try the spell now.”

“Augamenti,” Jaemin says smoothly, producing a stream of water from his wand. “Woah!” he exclaims, “I did it!”

“Looks like my work here is done. Goodnight, Jaemin,” you state, turning around to leave.

“Wait, let me walk you back to your Common Room.”

“You want to come down to the dungeons? Even with curfew starting in 30 minutes?” you ask, quirking a brow at him.

“I can’t just let you walk back by yourself! That’d be rude of me!” he exclaims.

“I’m pretty sure I can handle walking by myself,” you say, trying to ward off the smile threatening to form on your lips.

“Still…”

It didn’t matter how many times you tell him that you were completely capable of walking to your Common Room by yourself, he still trails behind you, chattering away, and pulling laughter from your lips. You were enjoying his company so much that you didn't even notice the two of you already standing before the entrance.

“Morior invictus,” you say. The entrance opens up, revealing the long hallway leading to your Common Room. “Well,” you say, turning back towards the peach-haired boy, “Good night, Jaemin.” You want to smack yourself at how smitten you sound.

“Good night, Y/N. Sweet dreams,” he says softly. You watch as he turns around and runs back the way the two of you came from. His sweet voice still lingers in your ears, making you smile even brighter the more times you replay his words in your head.

“Ugh,” you snap out of your reverie, “He’s not even that cute.” You pause for a second to collect your thoughts before breaking the silence, “Don’t lie to yourself, Y/N. He’s extremely cute. The cutest, smiliest-”

“Who’s extremely cute?” a voice speaks out from your left, causing you to jump back.

“Donghyuck! Don’t scare me like that!” you scold.

“Anyways, who’s extremely cute?” your best friend goads while wearing a shit-eating grin.

“Not you, you toad,” you jest. He sticks his tongue out at you in return, and you just huff and start walking towards the stairway leading to your room.

“Is it a certain cotton candy-haired Hufflepuff?” Donghyuck asks nonchalantly, matching his step with yours.

“It’s actually peach-colored,” you reply absentmindedly. However, you catch your mistake quickly and whirl around to face your best friend with wide eyes. “Wait, actually-”

“Aha! I knew it! You do like Na Jaemin!” he exclaims.

“Donghyuck, please, I swear keep your voice-”

“Mark owes me unlimited butterbeers for a month now! Heck yeah, high five, Y/N, couldn’t have done this without you!” He cheers and holds out his hand for you. However, you could not find it in you to share his joy.

“You can’t tell anybody. Do you understand me?”

“Why not? It’s no fun to keep secrets,” he teases. “Speaking of that, when are you gonna tell the guy?”

“What?” you look at him in horror, “Never!”

“Aw, c’mon, Y/N. He obviously likes you too!”

“You’re shitting me, right?” you deadpan, “He absolutely does not!”

“Why did he ask you to help him with Charms then?”

“Because he’s failing Charms? And I’m the best in the class? Donghyuck, if he was failing Potions, he would’ve definitely asked you.”

“But, he didn’t have to walk you all the way back to the Common Room,” Donghyuck retorts. You don’t reply. “Heh, I gotchu there, didn’t I?” he teases, earning a smack to the head from you.

“I’m going to bed,” you deadpan, “And I’m promptly ignoring you for the rest of the week.”

You rush down the corridors towards the Great Hall while pulling your Quidditch jersey over your head. “God, I can’t believe I slept past my alarm,” you grumble, already dreading the earful you were going to get from Yuta upon your arrival. You barge through the throng of first-year Hufflepuffs and rush towards the Slytherin table, snatching the piece of toast out of Donghyuck’s hand, and plopping down next to him.

“You’re 10 minutes late, Y/N,” Yuta comments.

“Well, Hyunjin isn’t here yet, so I don’t see the problem,” you retort with your mouth full of food. Donghyuck silently hands you a glass of apple juice which you accept gratefully. However, you catch him eying you warily mid-chug, so you place the glass down and send him a questioning look.

“Are you still mad at me?” he asks.

“I’m not mad, just annoyed with you,” you reply, picking up the glass to chug down the rest of your juice. Donghyuck just hums in response, but you notice the mischievous glint in his eye. “What did you do?”

“What?” he feigns innocence, “Nothing! When I have ever caused you any harm?”

“The time in our first year where you turned my morning apple juice into orange juice, the time in our second year where you chucked a Quaffle at my head while I was trying out for the team, the time in our third year where you shoved a-”

“Okay, I get it! But, you know you love me.”

You open your mouth to give him a snarky response, but instead you reply with, “Yeah, I do,” much to your own surprise. “Huh,” you muse outloud, “I guess I’m in a good mood today.” Donghyuck just nods along, and Yuta rolls his eyes at the two of you.

“Finish your food, Y/N. We have a game to win today,” Yuta states before getting up and heading towards the Quidditch pitch.

“Nervous, Y/N?” Hyunjin asks as the two of you mount your brooms.

“Yeah,” you reply, frowning at your honesty. You never show people your nervousness. You’re gnawing away at your lip when you catch Jaemin’s eyes staring at you. You shoot him a small smile, and he beams right back before mouthing the words, “Good luck!” A sudden giddy feeling bubbles away in your stomach, and you could not help as your smile widens. However, you quickly remember you’re about to compete in one of the most important Quidditch games in your life, so you revert your attention back onto Madam Hooch. The moment she threw the Quaffle into the air, you fly towards it and easily gain possession of it before volleying it to Hyunjin, who was already racing towards the goalpost. A Hufflepuff Chaser named Felix tries to intercept your throw but gets knocked back by an expertly hit Bludger.

“Hell yeah!” you cheer when Hyunjin scores the first goal of the match. He sends you a smirk and a nod towards Yuta, who was smugly swinging his bat. Your celebration is cut short when the opposing Goalkeeper chucks the Quaffle back into play; however, you weave your way through the throng of Hufflepuff Chasers, narrowly dodge a Bludger, and catch the ball with ease. Hyunjin prevents any opposing Chasers from stopping your flight, and you score yet another goal for Slytherin. A cheer echoes throughout the pitch. The game continues with both sides scoring until the scores were neck-in-neck; Slytherin was only leading by a 20 point margin. If Jaemin catches the Snitch before Ten, the Slytherin Seeker, did, your team loses the match. You grit your teeth and lean your body forwards, keeping your eyes trained on the Quaffle currently in Felix’s hand. You’re just a hair behind him before you feel something whiz past your ear. Your eyes widen when you realize the Snitch fluttering in front of you. With a quick motion of your hand, Hyunjin assists you in body-checking Felix, allowing your third Chaser to catch the Quaffle and fly back towards your goal post. Hyunjin follows suit to ensure a Slytherin goal, while you pause to look for Jaemin and Ten. Soon enough, the two boys come barrelling through the pitch towards the direction of the Snitch. You curse under your breath when you realize Jaemin has a slight speed advantage over Ten.

“What to do, Y/N?” you mutter before it dawned on you. Slow Jaemin down. You knew Bludgers couldn’t be targeted towards him, and you couldn’t physically slow him down, but a little bit of heckling never hurt anybody. You zero your focus on the peach-haired boy and fly towards him.

“Jaemin!” you call out, not even sure if your plan was going to work. He falters for a second, head perking up at the sound of your voice, allowing Ten to gain an advantage in the pursuit for the Snitch. You could practically see Jaemin kicking himself over his rookie mistake and refocusing his energy on the Snitch, but you are persistent. “You know, you wouldn’t have lost the Snitch if you just brushed your perfect hair out of your eyes,” you taunt. However, horror dawns on you at the realization of your words. What the hell did you just say?

“Wait, what did you just say?” Jaemin throws back, but his attention doesn’t waver.

“I said your hair was perfect just like the rest of you!” What the hell are you saying? You couldn’t stop your cheeks from heating up, and you had absolutely zero clue why you couldn’t stop your mouth from saying the dumbest things.

“You think I’m perfect?” he asks, slowing down just a little bit. You don’t know how to respond, but your mouth moves before your brain could stop it.

“Yes.” With those words, you mentally kick yourself and fly back towards the Chaser action happening above you, arriving just in time for Hyunjin to throw you the Quaffle. You push back the odd interaction with Jaemin to the back of your head and throw the ball through the goalpost, earning another 10 points for Slytherin.

Suddenly, Madam Hooch’s whistle rings through the stadium, and you hear the Quidditch announcer, a seventh year Ravenclaw named Doyoung, call out, “And Ten claims the Golden Snitch, earning 150 points for Slytherin! With a game of 210-50, Slytherin wins the match!” A thunderous cheer roars from the stands as your Housemates rejoice in a landslide victory, ensuring Slytherin’s spot in the House Cup finals.

“Hell yeah we won!” Yuta cheers the moment all team members touch the ground. “Who knew Ten could overtake a youngster like that?”

“We’re not that old,” Ten retorts, wrinkling his nose at the idea of being one of the oldest on the team. “And I couldn’t have done it without Y/N being a little shit towards the guy. Who knew Jaemin had such a weakness for our star Chaser?” He shoots you a shit-eating grin.

“Shut up,” you mumble, “I’m the one that has a crush on him.” You freeze at the sudden confession, and your team does too. “Oh my fucking god, why can’t I keep my mouth shut,” you groan.

“It’s like you’re always telling us the truth, Y/N,” Hyunjin mentions, “Like this morning, they told me they were nervous.  For the first time in my entire life, Y/N told me they were nervous!”

You mull over his words before the realization hit. You suddenly recall a lesson from Potions a week ago.

“Professor Slughorn, what is that?” you ask peering into the cauldron that sat upon his desk. The liquid inside is  so clear that you could easily make out the scratch marks at the bottom of the pewter cauldron.

“It’s Veritaserum, you idiot,” Donghyuck chimes in, “Supposed to be the strongest truth potion. Three drops and even You-Know-Who would spill his darkest secrets.”

“Voldemort?” you ask with a quirked brow. Nobody calls him that anymore.

“No! Yuta, of course,” your best friend replies with a wave of his hand, “I always wonder where he disappears off to after curfew.” You shrug in reply, deciding to just head over to your seat as the rest of the class filed in. As Donghyuck answers every single one of Professor Slughorn’s questions like the snivelling know-it-all he is, you focus on doodling in your notebook. Somehow you were able to draw a quite perfect peach.

“Professor, how do you brew a Veritaserum?” Donghyuck asks, pulling your attention away from your parchment.

Professor Slughorn raises an eyebrow at him. “Considering how highly regulated it is by the Ministry, it is not in my best interest to let you know until your seventh year N.E.W.T course. However, you can expect it to be extremely laborious.”

“Is there no way to learn how to brew it, professor?”

“Well, the steps are written down, but those potions books are all in the restricted section of your library. We don’t want any students accidentally conjuring up anything dangerous,” he says with a chuckle. “Why do you ask, Mr. Lee?”

“No reason, professor. Just a little curious, that’s all,” Donghyuck replies smartly, and you snort at his words.

“Oh my god,” you say in horror. He did not. He absolutely could not have. But knowing how brilliant your best friend is in Potions, he most definitely had. You pull away from your team and march towards the stands. The moment you caught sight of him you bellow, “Lee Donghyuck! Get your ass down here now before I invert your ears!” He freezes under your glare and turns to his boyfriend for some sort of backup, but Mark just shrugs and walks off, leaving Donghyuck to defend for himself.

“I cannot believe you would pull something as irresponsibly illegal as pouring Veritaserum in my apple juice! Donghyuck, you idiot! How could you ruin something as sacred and holy as my morning apple juice?” you yell at him under the stands. A strong Muffliato charm keeps any peers or professors from eavesdropping on your tirade. Donghyuck withers under your voice.

“Sorry, Y/N, I was just tired of seeing you pathetically pine over that Hufflepuff, so I took matters into my own hands,” he mumbles.

“By drugging me?” you screech.

“You weren’t being honest to yourself or him, and it is so obvious Mr. Cotton Candy Headass likes you too! So I figured why not? I’m good at brewing, so I gotta use my powers for good!”

“How can you still be so arrogant at a time like this?” you mutter.

“But am I wrong?”

“...No”

“Well then, looks like you have someone to talk to,” Donghyuck says suddenly, pushing you out from under the stands, and making you slam into the body of an incoming person. You look up and see Jaemin peering down at you.

“Y/N?” he asks, “You alright?” You immediately back off of him and send him a sheepish smile.

“Sorry, I should really look where I’m going. Anyways, good game, I gotta go!” Before you could create any real distance between the two of you, he reaches for your hand and stops you.

“We need to talk.”

“Ha, what do we need to talk about?” you ask, chuckling awkwardly.

“What you said today on the field,” he states, “Look, I don’t know if you were just messing with me to win or if you were being completely honest about what you said.”

“I was being completely honest,” you say bluntly. Well shit, looks like the Veritaserum still has some effect.

“Oh wow, really?” Jaemin asks. He ruffles his hair a bit, and you notice the flush creeping upon his cheeks.

“You know, you’re really cute.” He sputters at your comment. “Like, your hair is the same shade as a peach, and when you blush, your cheeks also turn the same shade as a peach, and it honestly makes me want to pinch your cheeks and cover you with kisses. Oh my god, I can’t believe I just said that, but I also can because I’m under the influence of Veritaserum and-” Jaemin takes short strides towards you before cupping your cheeks with his hands and leaning down to capture your lips with his.

Your eyes flutter close at the contact, and you felt him smile into the kiss. When he pulled away, your eyes stay closed for just a couple moments longer before opening to drink in Jaemin’s face post-kiss, blushing cheeks, starry eyes, and all. He smiles gently at you and presses his forehead against yours, eliciting a shy smile from you. He then runs his thumb along your lower lip before whispering, “Even better than the first time.” You look at him questioningly before the meaning of his words sank in.

“You knew I was the person you kissed after barreling into me?” you ask, pulling away from him slightly.

“I could I forget? You have like, the softest lips known to wizarding kind,” he teases.

“Why didn’t you say anything beforehand,” you pout, “That would’ve saved me all the embarrassment on the pitch.”

“Well, I heard a very scary Slytherin complaining about how I stole their first kiss, and I prefer living, so I decided not to bring it up.”

“Then the Charms thing?”

“I actually was failing Charms. I guess fate wanted us to be together so much it made me bomb my last essay,” he jokes. “Plus, I started noticing you around more and figured why not get to know you better. Who knew I’d end up falling for you?” He says the last question so nonchalantly you don’t even notice it until you catch the teasing look he sends your way.

“Shut up,” you mumble shyly, “I have many likable charms.”

“Yeah, I know,” he replies before wrapping his arms around you tightly. “Now, if this Veritaserum is still working, what exactly do you like about my perfect hair?” he teasingly asks. You glare at him, but before the answer could bubble itself out of your mouth, you break from his embrace and run towards the locker rooms. Jaemin chases after you, but stops himself so he can watch on in amusement as you struggle to keep exactly what you liked about him to yourself.

“I’ll get it out of you, Y/N! Even without the Veritaserum!” he calls out.

“You probably will!” you reply, shortly followed by a, “Oh my god, Y/N, shut up!” Jaemin laughs at your adorableness before retreating back towards the stand where he spied Donghyuck lurking. Maybe their sudden “friend-in-law” status could help him procure some Veritaserum, you know, for emergency purposes; definitely not for getting the exact reason you liked him out of you, absolutely not.

[sleepinglightt]

EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THOSE 150 QUESTIONS

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?My most recent ex

2. Are you outgoing or shy?I’d say I’m pretty outgoing

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?Mainly my dad, 2 more weeks!! I’m super excited

4. Are you easy to get along with?I think so? I talk a lot so I probably get annoying but then again there’s always a conversation so 🤷🏻‍♀️

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?I think so

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?People with positive energies, cute smiles, and nice hearts

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?Who knows man, I’m pretty emotionally damaged though. I have a lot of baggage.

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?My dad, I miss him.

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?Nope.

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?Faith

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?“It just really grinds my gears”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?-down 4 u by blackbear-gorgeous by mansionz-surprise party by hoodie allen -ivy by frank ocean-dead roses by blackbear (I love blackbear ok I’m sorry his voice just makes me happy and I can relate with the whole people screwing you over aesthetic)

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?Uhhh yes

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?I believe in miracles, but I don’t believe in luck bc I think everything happens for a reason

15. What good thing happened this summer?Pride, I learned a lot about myself, and I got to be in a cool show with some cool people

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?No comment next question pls

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?I think there’s gotta be, the universe is just too big dude.

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?No, but funny story I literally only thought he was cool bc we bonded over Chris brown and Halloween town and i was in like 1st grade. Honestly my first REAL crush on a girl who was my best friend and I thought she was an angel tbh

19. Do you like bubble baths?Yup, but I have to at least wash off my body before I take a bath bc I don’t like soaking in my own dirt ya feel

20. Do you like your neighbors?I don’t really know them, one of them is this kinda cool old guy though. He picks up twigs and leaves every morning, pretty dope dude if you ask me.

21. What are you bad habits?I get attached to easily, but I also distance myself a lot when people get to close bc I have trust issues. Like whenever anyone gets too close I freak out bc I don’t know how to handle emotions and I always try to break up with them before they hurt me.

22. Where would you like to travel?I wanna go to the red wood forest in Cali and I’d like to go somewhere where there’s a black sand beach bc I think those are pretty cool.

23. Do you have trust issues?I have major trust issues wdym

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?Sleeping

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?The fact it doesn’t work properly is kind of a bummer and it pisses me off. Look wise, I’m not too fond of my nose tbh. It’s kinda big and triangular and I used to think I looked like phineas.

26. What do you do when you wake up?On school days I normally try to wait a minute so I can see how much feeling I have in my legs before I stand up. Sometimes I fall over or whatever but it’s cool. On week ends and days I have doctors appointments I sleep in and then I lay in bed for like 30 mins to an hour and do stuff on my phone.

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?I don’t really care tbh

28. Who are you most comfortable around?My closest friends

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?Yeah

30. Do you ever want to get married?Yup

31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail?My hair is long enough for like 3 ponytails

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?Ellen page and missy peregrym

33. Spell your name with your chin.Wo fMy name is Alex, but I tried

34. Do you play sports? What sports?I used to play softball and I was in love with it, but then I quit for theatre and music.

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?Tv

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?I normally tell people, but sometimes I don’t

37. What do you say during awkward silences?I normally make a stupid joke

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?Uhhhhh next question plS

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?target and thrift stores. Especially value villages, I always find cool stuff at value village.

40. What do you want to do after high school?I’m gonna go to college, I recently have been considering doing pre med and then going to medical school but who knows 🤷🏻‍♀️

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?I think some people do, and I think some people have to prove that they deserve a second chance, but then there are people that don’t deserve even a first chance let alone a second chance.

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?I’m either thinking or I’m trying to keep my mouth shut so I don’t say something mean

43. Do you smile at strangers?I always smile when I make eye contact

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?Space my dude

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?Sometimes I don’t get out of bed tbh, like today I didn’t get out of bed except to go to the bathroom and to take a shower. Most of the time it’s just bc of school

46. What are you paranoid about?Everything

47. Have you ever been high?Nope

48. Have you ever been drunk?Nope

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?Not that I know of

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?It’s rainbow tie dye

51. Ever wished you were someone else?Sometimes, but most of the time I’m happy in my own body

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?I wish I could learn to trust people better and let them in. I tend to isolate myself a lot, even from the people in my house because I’ve been hurt so much that it’s hard to trust people tbh

53. Favourite makeup brand?I really love Anastasia Beverly Hills but I also love tarte and kat von d 🤷🏻‍♀️

54. Favourite store?Target

55. Favourite blog?I have a couple, @thequeerexpoditionist @sapphic-sage @brianniscute and all of the lesbian blogs

56. Favourite colour?Yellow

57. Favourite food? Noodles

58. Last thing you ate?A ho ho bc I’m a ho ho

59. First thing you ate this morning?I had pancakes

60. Ever won a competition? For what?I won some tournaments in softball, does that count?

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?Nope I’m a good noodle

62. Been arrested? For what?Never

63. Ever been in love? Yeah

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?It was in a church parking lot and I bumped teeth with the guy and it was awkward, shortly after I broke up with him for my first girlfriend oops

65. Are you hungry right now?Not really

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?I don’t really have a lot of tumblr friends tbh

67. Facebook or Twitter?Twitter bc I love the tea

68. Twitter or Tumblr?Tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now?Nope

70. Names of your bestfriends? Briann, faith, and Elizabeth

71. Craving something? What?I’m craving a cuddle buddy bc it’s cold and I just wanna lay on someone’s chest

72. What colour are your towels?They’re multi colored

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?Okay so I’m weird and I have like 5 pillows on my bed but when I go to sleep I don’t use any of them

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?Yeah don’t judge me

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?Probably like 10-15 but a lot of them are in my closet (just like me)

75. Favourite animal?I really love dogs, they make me happy. I also really love cats though. I LOVE ALL ANIMALS HONESTLY

76. What colour is your underwear?It’s blue

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?Swirl ;) just kidding I like vanilla

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?Vanilla with strawberries in it

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?It’s grey and it has dogs on it

80. What colour pants?I’m wearing black shorts

81. Favourite tv show?The x files, but I’ve recently been watching the good doctor and it’s really good!

82. Favourite movie?Dead poets society orrrr perks of being a wallflower

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?Mean girls what kind of question is that

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?I’ve never seen all of 21 jumpstreet so I guess mean girls

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?Gretchen, I can relate to her anger

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?Either the starfish, the puffer fish, or the little squid girl

87. First person you talked to today?Faith

88. Last person you talked to today?So far it’s been Faith

89. Name a person you hate?I don’t talk about him

90. Name a person you love?Briann!

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?Not really?

92. In a fight with someone?I don’t think so

93. How many sweatpants do you have?Like 1 pair no joke

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?Too many

95. Last movie you watched?THE NEW SAW MOVIE OMG

96. Favourite actress?Ellen page bc I have a crush on her

97. Favourite actor?Zachary Quinto bc I love him and he was great in Star Trek plus heS GAY

98. Do you tan a lot?I don’t tan, ever.

99. Have any pets?I have a dog named gizmo but he doesn’t love me as much as I love him :((

100. How are you feeling?Like crap, same as usual

101. Do you type fast?On my phone? Yes. On my laptop? No.

102. Do you regret anything from your past?I regret a lot of things, but ya gotta learn one way or another 🤷🏻‍♀️

103. Can you spell well?I think so

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?I guess so

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?Yup

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?Unfortunately I think so

107. Have you ever been on a horse?Yeah

108. What should you be doing?I should be writing an essay

109. Is something irritating you right now?Not really

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?Yeah

111. Do you have trust issues?Um yeah I already answered this oneeeee

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?I don’t even remember I try not to cry in front of people

113. What was your childhood nickname?I used to get called Grace in softball bc I always tripped over my own feet and I’d constantly get hurt lmao

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?Yup thank god

115. Do you play the Wii?I haven’t played the wii in forever but I bet I’d still kick ass in wii tennis

116. Are you listening to music right now?Nope

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?I love chicken noodle soup bc I love noodles

118. Do you like Chinese food?Yes yes yes

119. Favourite book?Right now it’s probably diary of an oxygen thief, but looking for Alaska is still my all time fav

120. Are you afraid of the dark?Kinda I get The Spooks™

121. Are you mean?Sometimes I can be really mean, most of the time it isn’t intentional and I feel bad but sometimes it’s well deserved

122. Is cheating ever okay?Nope

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?Probably not, I don’t own a pair of white shoes though

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?Nah

125. Do you believe in true love?Yeah

126. Are you currently bored?Not really

127. What makes you happy?Coffee, genuine hugs, dogs, hiking, the way the sun feels on a chilly day, good grades, sleeping, ya know the usual stuff

128. Would you change your name?I used to hate my name, but now I think it’s pretty cool

129. What your zodiac sign?I’m a Gemini with a rising Scorpio

130. Do you like subway?Not really

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?Next question

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?Faith

133. Favourite lyrics right now?“And you give good head, make daddy real proud of you” bc the way blackbear says it is really cool and I wish someone would give me good head and call me daddy

134. Can you count to one million?Probably not lmao

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?I’ve told a lot of dumb lies I think it’s a pretty human thing to do

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?I have to sleep with them open and I hate it bc I get really paranoid

137. How tall are you?I’m 5’6

138. Curly or Straight hair?I have straight hair but I think curly hair is really pretty

139. Brunette or Blonde?I have a thing for brunettes

140. Summer or Winter?Winter

141. Night or Day?I feel inclined to say night, but I like doing things during the day so idk

142. Favourite month?Used to be December but someone had to fuck it up for me so idk

143. Are you a vegetarian?No, I’m trying to be though

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?All chocolate, I don’t discriminate against chocolate

145. Tea or Coffee?Coffee, but I really love sweet iced tea

146. Was today a good day?Not really

147. Mars or Snickers?Snickers

148. What’s your favourite quote?“We’re all homos” - michael Scott

149. Do you believe in ghosts?Kinda yeah

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? “But thanks to AA I had signed a new lease of life and I was determined to use it” -diary of an oxygen thief

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I was tagged by the wonderful, @wereallie and @kisaageckos to answer a few questions about my ocs so thank you for that bbs<3 I’m not sure who’s been tagged so feel free to disregard if you’ve already done this but I tag: @feralcherry, @papermoon262. @god-dammit-barb, @angelsanarchy, @bellamysgirl

WHICH OC MOST REFLECTS YOU? I would say it’s a toss up between Delilah or Nina. 

WHICH OC HAS A STORYLINE SO DARK IT MAKES YOU FEEL GUILTY? ohh boy. it’s not a secret I like to make my ocs super sad but I think Sage wins that contest.

HOW DO YOU NAME YOUR OC’S? It depends. I have a mental list of names like I like and will try to use if I can but a lot of the time I’ll look for names that align with the characters ethnicity.  

WHICH OC DO YOU WRITE MOST FOR? It’s hard for me to stick to one project for very long. I like to hop between them when inspiration strikes. Its also why I don’t have any completed projects.

WHAT DO YOU LIKE MAKING MOST: POSTERS, AESTHETICS, GIFS, PLAYLISTS, MANIPS, ETC? I know making things for your fics is the best way to advertise your work but man I absolutely hate making things. so all of you that crank out edits, yer a wizard

DO YOU HAVE AN OC THAT’S FOR A SUPER OBSCURE FANDOM? I guess ACOTAR? OCs aren’t common in the fandom so I guess that’s an obscure fandom to want to write for. She doesn’t have a name or anything but it’s an idea I’ve been toying with it for a while.

WHAT ARE SOME FUN FACTS ABOUT YOUR OC’S? I’m convinced 95% of the people that express interest in Adrian do so only bc of Matthew Daddario (listen i get it lmao) but I can’t even take credit for his fc. @tinkerrbrii gave me the idea to use him when I asked who looked like they could be related to Allison. So thanks boo.

I DARE YOU TO SPOIL A HUGE PLOT POINT IN YOUR CURRENT STORY (ONLY IF YOU WANT, I’M SERIOUS ONLY IF YOU WANT) I want to give a spoiler but nah that’s a slippery slope my dude.

WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE FANDOM TO WRITE OC’S FOR? The only OC I have anything published for is Kingsman

DID SOMEONE IN YOUR LIFE INSPIRE A CERTAIN OC? The dynamic between me and my sisters really influenced Nina and her sister Rosa.

HOW DO YOU CHOOSE A FACECLAIMS FOR YOUR OC’S? honestly if you just look through my ‘wanted fc’ tag its people i just have a lil crush on lmao.

IS THERE A SPECIFIC SONG THAT FITS ONE OF YOUR OC’S SO WELL IT’S INSANE? That’s Amore by Dean Martin is my top song for Ivy and Eggsy and it makes me fucking emo.

WHERE DO YOU MAINLY POST YOUR FICS? fanfiction.net

DO ANY OF YOUR STORIES HAVE POLYAMOROUS RELATIONSHIPS? no :/

DO YOU HAVE ANY QUEER OC’S? Yeah! Ben is gay, Ivy, Adrian, and Rowan are bi, Delilah is ace.

DO YOU HAVE AN POC OC’S? I need to do better at including more tbh and I’m changing fcs for a lot of characters 

IS THERE A COMMON TRAIT ALL YOUR OC’S SHARE? They all sad af lmao

IS THERE AN OC YOU’VE NEVER POSTED ANYTHING FOR? I have a lot of plot bunnies i wanna share but ALL OF YOU ARE BAD INFLUENCES THAT CONVINCE ME TO WRITE IT.

HAVE YOU EVER HAD A DREAM WHERE ONE OF YOUR OC’S WAS IN IT? OMFG YES. my favorite one included Adrian. It was a class trip and we went ice skating. If you know anything about me skates gives me hella anxiety so i had no idea how to skate so Adrian was helping me out and being the sweet bean that he is kept me from falling on my ass. I was a major bitch to him and was being sassy. I also kept calling him Matt instead of Adrian lmao.

WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU’VE BEEN DYING TO TELL SOMEONE ABOUT CONCERNING A FIC OR AN OC? Nina Santiago is an OC for a Spiderman fic but I’m debating on keeping it a spiderman/avengers crosserover with Andrew’s spidey like I’d planned or make it a sm:h fic bc it’s half of my idea just...peter is way younger lol. so if you have an Opinion I'm willing to hear it