#my nurses are incredible i love them sm

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‘Disrespect’

Surgeon! Strange x fem! reader

- i got a request for this and oh my lord, writing this honestly had me in a state of disbelief. i think i kind of got carried away but fuck it we ball. i <3 dom Stephen sm xx

You often had to remind yourself that Dr Strange simply doesn't function like other people.

Working with him was never ideal, especially in a busy hospital with little to no time to do anything, it did give you the opportunity to idle at how ingeniously he worked. Stephen was exceptionally skilled and he was also exceptionally arrogant; his need to prove he's the smartest man in the room by any means possible provoked you, sometimes you thought he did it on purpose to annoy you specifically. Getting a doctorate didn't make him God's righteous man, most of the time you wanted to curbstomp his stupidly perfect teeth in. Deceit and hubris was always plastered on his face and even with that million dollar smile that women fawned over, you could see right through him. What made everything ten times worst is that after a particularly gruelling night shift, it was only you and him left to clean up the operating theatre.

It felt like the universe was just fucking with you today.

Stuck cleaning up the mess Stephen made with him alone only made you reflect upon why he was hellbent on being an asshole to everybody. And why he had to be attractive whilst doing so. It was easy to see he was attractive but so hard for you to actually admit it. He had all the physical attributes that made you drool but his personality was as appealing to you as shit under your shoe. Stephen found his way to prominence not by just being an incredible neurosurgeon but by fucking through the entire staff; all the nurses found themselves bending over backwards to impress him but he just dismissed them, you honestly couldn't believe the gall he had- it was inhuman.

Now all you could do was survey him silently and not acknowledge him at all.

Stephen was having trouble even making eye contact with you today, the thought made him chuckle inwardly. Normally, you'd gawk at him stupidly when you believed he wasn't looking but he felt your eyes burn into his skull- he couldn't help but consider the possibility that you weren't death staring him but actually...eyefucking him. Stephen basked in the feeling, his confidence doubled tenfold usually but today you were deliberately ignoring him. He couldn't have that. Not since you were the most gorgeous distraction he's ever had. He just kept thinking of you when he wasn't supposed to and Stephen wanted to act on his primitive urges.

‘’You're being unusually untalkative.’’ Stephen remarked as you were both washing your hands in the sink, almost as if to clean yourself of this stupid day. ‘’Who pissed in your cereal?’’ He quirked an eyebrow at you, gazing at you through the mirror.

‘’Maybe I just don't fucking like you.’’ You gave him a dazzling, chilly 'fuck off' smile alongside your unwelcome glare. Stephen loved it- your persistent need to shrug him aside, it was a taste of his own medicine.

‘’Don't lie. It doesn't suit a woman like you.’’

‘’Like me?’’ Your tone filled with offence and displeasure as your eyes narrowed. Who the fuck did he think he was to evaluate you? It annoyed you to a senseless degree.

‘’You're too pretty to lie. Stop lying to yourself, you do like me. And you hate it.’’ Stephen stared at you directly as he dried his hands off, his expression certain and his smile sly.

Stephen knew you got him in a 'gotcha' moment. Your face was vacant, eyes gleaming wide and doe alongside an agape mouth and creased eyebrows. He smirked at you like a stupid all American textbook jock as if he could see right through you and all your innermost thoughts. You resumed your movements and gathered your loose hair and tied it into a ponytail and connected gazes daren't oscillate. Stephen loved watching you work and going about doing your own thing, he liked that you thawed when you gave him a sweet smile.

‘’Where would you get that impression that I do infact tolerate you, Doctor?’’ You couldn't help but flirt with him, not when he was being so brazen and saying exactly what was on his mind- you could do the exact same.

He took a beat to study you and look at you in this resolve. Beautiful. Charming. Saccharine.

Stephen cocked his head, thinned his eyes and simply said: ‘’Intuition?’’

‘’Don't lie. It doesn't suit a man like you.’’ You repeated his prior statement with a small smirk and knowing character.

Stephen let out a breathless scoff at your purpose. You were enjoying yourself completely and he had this overwhelming surge to just...bend you over the operating table. The idea was completely out of it but you were making him feel this new sensation: it was thrilling and completely new. New and shiny. Stephen stalked towards you in slow steps and he reached his hand and out and pulled on your ponytail. He was pleased with the small gasp you let out.

‘’I like this. You should wear it up more often.’’ He mumbled thickly, eyes heavy and half lidded as he stared down at you.

‘’Mmm...I don't know... you seem awfully inattentive, Doctor.’’ You hummed as Stephen was drawing closer to you, lulling your head back slightly and crooning in warm pleasure. You were clearly amused.

‘’Baby, I'm very detail oriented. Don't question my awareness.’’ Stephen scolded at you and if you were being honest, it aroused the everloving God out of you. In this context, you'd allow yourself a brief moment of liberty to succumb to his...charms.

The way he called you baby made you feel wobbly. Baby. Mmm...hearing him say that to you made you bite your lip in anticipation. This cruel frustration was certainly making you feel flustered and he was pleased to see such a scene. He was so happy. So damn happy he got you in such a state. Him? Making you blush? You? Of all people?

‘’Awareness my ass.’’ You chuckled as you peered up at him flirtatiously, a cute little smile playing at your lips too. Oh, so you can be fun. Stephen just scoffed at your determinted nature. ‘’But for the sake of pettiness and my spiral into insanity, if you are so aware...tell me what makes you aware of me?’’ You couldn't help but provoke him further, allowing yourself the selfishness of prying into his head to see how he actually views you. If he actually wanted you like that.

‘’Eyes.’’ Stephen mumbled under his breath, pupils darting elsewhere as if he didn't want you to actually hear the words that came out of his mouth but you were attentive, you obviously did. For fucks sake, he's deciding to get shy now? That's new.

‘’Eyes? That's rich considering you undress me with yours.’’ You challenged him.

‘’As always, you see right through me.’’ Stephen didn't say it in a way that was sarcastic or certain, it was strange...like him. He latched onto your waist, large hand pinching you while the other was still yanking on your ponytail. Your gasp was palpable, your breath warm.

What made you even more excited was that someone could walk in on you at any moment. It was so naughty.

‘’You're detrimental Stephen.’’ You said with lust in your eyes and Stephen didn't really take the time to listen to your words when his mouth was already plastered against yours.

Mhmm... his lips were nice but you knew he was dangerous, he had such a special ability to make every single woman weak in the knees but you were more durable than he initially thought. Stephen was incredibly eager, lips tasting at yours like he was starved of a proper meal, well, he had been eyeing you like you were a full course meal all day- it was only fitting. This whole ordeal was entirely unprofessional but you weren't in your right mind to care about it, Stephen Strange was right here, kissing you, feeling you through your scrubs; it was making you impatient, the air was getting hotter, your clothes suddenly felt too tight.

Stephen on the other hand was troubled by the way he was already so drawn to you. Normally it would be the woman that initiated these things with him but he was bending the norm, he was chasing after you. He was the chaser now and you were obviously pleased with yourself. He thought you tasted lavish and plentiful, he was swimming in you. Stephen's patience was wearing thin, it was a change of pace considering how careful and concise he was with his work, his sex life was more demanding. His mouth still fastened to yours, he walked you over to the operating table; you couldn't even catch your breath before he swivelled you around and bent you over, kicking your legs apart with his feet.

‘’You're flushed.’’ Stephen lowered his lips down to your ear, smirking at your little gasps of surprise in the process. ‘’That's how I know when you want to fuck. Note taken.’’ He threaded gis fingers through your ponytail and tugged the hairtie out of it, letting your hall fall down your back and shoulders.

‘’How do I know when you want to? When you randomly decide to bend me over on the operating table?’’ You asked him with a heavy voice, tilting your head to the side to peer up at him.

‘’No. When you're in the room. That's all it takes.’’ Stephen grunted. Your heart dipped at the statement, a strange feeling blooming inside of your lower stomach with his dirty words. You were wild about him, back arching already- he hadn't even taken your clothes off yet. Feeling pathetic didn't even seem worth it anymore, not when Stephen Strange was illiciting so many new reactions out of you; it was so different, he was making you feel things you couldn't even get out yourself.

For fucks sake, was he made out of magic or something? It felt like he was. There was something so inherently wrong with you, wrong with you both- this shouldn't be happening! You were colleagues! And you hated how much of an asshole he could be. But he was a severely attractive asshole. The type of man that truly understands how the mind works, how the body works. That doctorate really was coming in handy now.

Stephen's beautiful mind was already coming up with filthy ways to make you feel so good- he was excited and so damn aroused. Dear God, was this what it felt like to be sixteen again? He was acting like he's never seen a naked woman let alone actually fuck one before. Stephen pulled your pants down and you had no objections, in fact, you were itching to get it off.

‘’Don't forget that I respect the hell out of you.’’ He said as he ripped your underwear off, the elastic burning the underside of the thighs from the friction.

‘’Why do you say that?’’ You asked all breathy and sensual. Wondering what he actually meant.

‘’Because I'm about to fuck you full of disrespect.’’ Stephen's voice was heavy and husky. It was a promise and a threat all in one. what really tilted vou was when he pinned your arms behind your back tightly, the other hand flying to tug and pull at your loose hair.

You were about to melt into a puddle of goo, your knees buckled and stephen felt incredibly proud of himself. You had the ability to make him feel ten feet tall and completely elated. Your pussy was clenching around nothing and all you could do was whine at him to do something, satiate your grovelling need that required far too much attention.

‘’You want that?’’ Stephen asked, hoping you agree and confirmed what he already knew.

You peered up at him again. ‘’Go find someone else to boss around-‘’

Stephen scoffed at you, internally knowing you absolutely fucking love it when he did tell you what to do. You made it obvious, you flushed everytime you were near him- he couldn't help but let it stroke his ego. He wondered what you looked like stroking his cock. Although the idea seems far too appealing to be real, he simply couldn't tolerate your behaviour. By disrespect he didn't mean talk back at him.

You froze, heartbeats slowing like they'd been dropped in molasses. Stephen held you by your hair and pulled you up to his torso, like it was a leash. Your breath stopped when his front pressed against your back, he felt so warm, so fucking good. You could have groaned if you had the air to do so. With a slight tug, your head tilted to the side and his lips brushed the hollow behind your ear.

‘’I respect you but you're appalling me when all I want is to fuck...this.’’ Stephen grumbled as he spanked your bare behind. You squirmed against him relentlessly, mouth already foaming as he gripped your chin.

‘’Respect my wishes and fuck me disrespectfully.’’ You moaned at him, begging for something, anything- it was deplorable and you were sure you wouldn't be able to live it down.

Stephen didn't respond he just slammed you back down on the operating table. Your lips part in shock at his possessiveness, your body tensing and the anticipation growing immensely. Already spending too much time in your head, you were tethered back to reality by another spank on your ass- it'll turn into a burning shade of red soon.

Stephen was happy in the state that he got you, he was clearly pleased to see you considering how hard he was; he tugged his cock out of it's confines, it was growing painful leaving you like this with every second that passed.

You gasped as he slid into you so easily and Stephen thought he was bathing in the heavens. that voice was angelic, your moans a perfect instrumental. All he knew is that you set him ablaze as you stretched to accomodate his frighteningly thick size. The flames of hate and passion burned in equal measure, fusing and merging into one heady concotion. Your plea for more was silent, your back arching as his grip on your wrists growing tighter than ever.

‘’S-Someone could c-come in!’’ You struggled as he started rutting into you, the realisation that you were fucking your colleague finally dawning on you.

‘’Does that make your pussy wet?’’ He chuckled at you breathlessly. ‘’I bet it does, doesn't it?’’

The dickhead was laughing down at you. You shaked your head, attempting to deny the truth and in turn denying how much you wanted him. His head was cast in doubt at you

‘’The fear of people realising you're such a slut for me. That you're weak for me. Being caught with me balls deep inside you...it makes you want to cum, doesn't it?’’ He fucked you in hard quick strokes, taking complete control over you. Your breath sharpens and your moans heightens as you draw closer and closer to your inevitable end. He swatted your ass again and you felt your insides drop.

‘’Is this your version of playful banter, Doctor?’’ You tried your hand at flirting but Stephen was dead serious. He wasn't in the mood for your glute jokes.

‘’Answer my question and I'll answer yours.’’ Stephen plunged into you, deeper and deeper hitting that spot that made you see shattered starlight, reaching a peak you didn't even know you had in you.

You attempted to stammer out a response but your tongue turned numb and forgot how to function.

‘’Baby, don't be polite now.’’ He cooed at you like a stupid little schoolgirl.

‘’I-I...for fucks sake...Yes!’’ You huffed out, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing you melt under him.

‘’My version of playful banter is watching you on all fours crawling to me. Seeing how beautiful you look begging on your knees for my cock.’’

You moaned at the sheer thought of it.

Stephen wasn't joking. He wasn't anywhere near it. He wanted to watch you naked, crawling to him, begging for his cock.

Hm….the idea was certainly appealling.

Stephen was spurred on by it all and fucked into you, heavier, crazier, it was simply scandalous. His dick slid in and out of you so easily, you were wetter than you had ever been before. Your stomach tightens with heat, your thighs growing slicker and slicker as he pulsated inside of you- Stephen swallowed at your incredible disposition, pulling on your hair harder and harder like it was his own personal dog leash. In this position you were willing to admit you were his bitch.

Stephen's eyes light up and his nostrils flare with every stroke. His cool demeanour slipping as he let loose groans he was bottling up, raw desire bled through the cracks. He had to make sure you came. You were tensing up. So damn close to the sharp precipice. Your orgasm slammed into you and fireworks errupted behind your eyes. Fuck. It felt too good to be real. All of this pent up tension drawn back through sex is definitely not under cliched- but you couldn't find yourself caring. Your cry alone made Stephen release thick ropes of his cum inside of you. He came so fucking hard he almost sank to the floor, and that never happened. Ever. Afterwards, the air was filled and with dense sex.

‘’H-How-Why..?’’You blinked when he pulled out of you. ‘’Wow.’’ You looked a little shellshocked, eyes widening with what had actually happened.

Stephen couldn't help but laugh as he pulled your pants up and straightened you back up. He felt bad for not taking the time to clean you up but he was wary of the time and the fact that someone actually could spot you both. You readjusted your stance in an effort to seem more confident but when you swivelled around to face him, all Stephen could see was your expression- completely taken aback.

‘’It's okay, you'll get used to it.’’ He smiled at you, his eyes gleaming as he went to wash his hands in the sink, doing the exact same thing he did before he fucked you into another dimension, completely unbothered. You tossed him a scowl.

‘’Used to it? You're expecting this to happen again?’’ You sounded way more surprised than Stephen had liked.

‘’Yes. Next time for hours in my bed...I mean...unless you want to be fucked over another piece of medical apparatus.’’ He turned his head to smirk at you.

‘’Mmm….I liked the operating table.’’

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THAT WAS SO CUTE sry for spamming - could u write another bbf remus post pretty pls? maybe they’re slow dancing together at a party hosted by the potters? could be smutty if u want <3

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༉‧₊˚. dance with me? ; remus lupin x reader

summary: after finding you alone at one of the potter’s parties, remus makes an offer you can’t refuse

warnings: tiny alcohol mention (the reader has a glass of champagne), slightly suggestive towards the end, fem!reader

a/n: AGH THANK YOU ANGEL!!! dont ever be sorry for spamming,, i luv seeing these in my inbox sm omgosh?! slow dancing at a party… are u trying to kill me??? hope u like this my love!🫶 ending up being longer than anticipated mwahaha>:)

as the night drew closer to its end, the music began to slow down to match the dwindling energy of the party-goers. the amount of people occupying the dance floor had significantly reduced, many preferring friendly chatter with friends.

the potters were renowned for their parties: euphemia and fleamont were known to be the perfect hosts, and their parties were always filled with love and fun.

tonight was no different.

you made a note to thank james once more for inviting you, even though he’d brushed you off every other time. he’d made a point to assure you that you were here because he wanted you to be, and not just because you were sirius’ sister.

“of course you’d be invited, don’t be stupid.” he’d said with a wave of his hand. “we’re mates, y/n!”

you’d enjoyed every second of it, from the incredible food euphemia had made to the dance circle sirius had forced you to join. now, though, you were enjoying the lull in energy.

remus had found you alone on the dancefloor, nursing a glass that held only a few more mouthfuls of champagne. he had approached you with a soft grin, taking the glass gently from your hand and placing it onto a table not too far away.

“having fun there?” he asked, hands stuffed into his pockets.

“i am,” you smiled, gaze wandering around the room to absorb the atmosphere.

james, sirius, and peter were off dancing in the corner of the room, performing a god awful rendition of some sort of three-way waltz.

remus must have noted the way your eyes lingered on their dancing forms, how you angled your body towards them, almost in a silent plea to join them in their fun.

always attentive to your silent musings, remus wasted no time in extending a hand to you.

“dance with me?”

his question caught you off guard, causing you to flounder for a response for a couple of seconds. remus chuckled at how easy you were to fluster, moving his hand closer to you.

“sirius is too busy trying to figure out how to dip james and pete at the same time to notice us, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“bloody mind-reader,” you mumbled, placing your hand into his larger one.

the corner of his lip quirked into an amused smirk as he pulled you towards him, your chest firmly against his. his hands found their way to your waist, whilst you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“too close?” he hummed.

“not at all.”

despite not being much of a dancer, each step remus took was laced with confidence, something you were definitely going to enquire about at a later date.

your mind was consumed with remus, clutching at every part of him it could. it latched onto the way his fingers pressed into your side, the way his aftershave was light yet intoxicating, the quiet comments he’d mutter just to make you laugh.

the only thing that could shatter that immersion was the fear of sirius noticing you two.

you craned your neck in search of your brother, but were quickly interrupted. remus placed two fingers softly on your jawline, moving you to face him once more with a look of faux exasperation.

“he isn’t looking, y/n,” he chuckled, leaning closer until his lips brushed the shell of your ear. “focus on me, yeah? or i’ll have to make sure i’m the only one on your mind.”

your breath caught in your throat, and you gently shoved his chest.

“remus!” you hissed, unable to control the grin forming on your face.

“that’s not a no,” he commented cheekily. “i think padfoot’s more than distracted right now. wouldn’t even notice if we were to disappear for a while.”

“fuck it. let’s go.”

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Can u do dad Peter ?

A/N: YES!!!! IF COURSE YES TUANK YOU SM GOR THE REQUEST and happy pride month guys #gays4peter (I’m gay guys) but yeah I’m not sure if you meant with a child!reader perspective but I have more ideas for that perspective 🤗 and giys you can also request platonic imagines and stuff!! Also, this is a fem reader, but if you’d want a male version or gender neutral version just lmk and I’ll rewrite! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Forgotten

(Dad! Peter Ballard + child!reader)

Y/n Ballard stayed in the lab, yet she wasn’t one of the children with the powers. She only stayed there because her father wasn’t allowed to leave. And although she was grateful for a dad like Peter, she wasn’t as close with him as she had wanted to be. He was always closer with Eleven. And she was jealous. Whenever she was in the rainbow room, he would always be sitting with Eleven, talking to her instead. The only time he’d talk to her is to say goodnight. That’s it. She was a bit older than the other kids, with her being almost 13. But she still needed her dad.

Y/n walked into her room and slammed the door (as much as she could, it’s kind of hard to slam lab doors) and flopped on her bed, beginning to cry. She was having a bad day, and she couldn’t even let Peter know about it, because he was busy. Like always. However, this time, Peter knew something was wrong. So, he made her way to her room and knocked. “Y/n? Are you in there? Can I come in?” He waited for her answer, and when he heard a quiet ‘yes’ he walked in. He sat at the end of her bed. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He asked, god he was so clueless. With that question, y/n just said what went through her head.

“Why am I so unimportant to you? Why do you choose random kids over me? I understand they have powers and they need support but so do I. I have no friends here! No one to talk to! I’m on my own every day! Every day I sit in that rainbow room and watch as you play games with other kids, watch you ask other kids how their day was! Well what about me?! I’m sorry I don’t have cool powers like eleven. I’m sorry I don’t matter as much as the rest of them! You never talk to me! I feel like I barely know you! and I feel like you barely know me sometimes too. What’s my favourite colour? My favourite song? When’s my birthday? What’s my favourite hobby? It seems like you’ve forgotten that I’m your daughter. Biological daughter. I feel like I can’t even call you dad anymore! I just want to know why I’m so invisible to you! God, I haven’t even met my mom!” And with that, she let out a big breath and lay back on the bed, trying her hardest not to let any more tears fall.

Peter on the other hand, was shocked. He had no idea she felt like this, how was he supposed to fix this? He looked at y/n and frowned. He was disappointed with himself. He forgot to be a father to his own child. He left her to deal with herself. He wanted to prove to her that he knew her. “I know that your favourite colour is (favourite colour). Your favourite song is (favourite song). Your birthday is (birthday), and you love (hobby). Believe me when I say I haven’t forgotten you’re my daughter. You’re the most important person in my life, and I’m so very sorry I didn’t help you realise that. You’re an incredible person, and I’m sorry. When you were born, I had no idea how to be a father. I had to learn on my own too, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I love you more than anything, and I’ll do absolutely anything if it meant you’d be safe. And as for your mother, she used to work here too. She was a nurse, while I was a guard. After she gave birth to you, she was taken to a room and never came out. So it was just me who took care of you. I wish she could have known you properly.” Peter teared up, he missed y/n’s mother, so much. He wanted to escape with her. Y/n’s lip quivered, but Peter continued.

“When I found out your mother was pregnant, I insisted that we escape together. So we could raise you right. But the trackers in our necks wouldn’t allow us to. But believe me when I say I am so, so sorry. I love you more than anything and I promised to protect you, that’s exactly what I’ll do. I’ll be better from now on. I just need you to trust me.” He said, with sincerity laced in his voice. Y/n nodded.

“I trust you.” Peter smiled, and hugged her. Their bond was never really broken.

A/N: im SORRU if this wasn’t exactly what you wanted, please request again if you’d want headcannoms of Peter as a dad or something like that!!🤗🤗🫶🏽

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my brain is going insane over photographer/filmer yamagishi and skater boarder makoto 😭😭 i feel both these professions fit their personalities honestly but yeyyyy

as mentioned makoto is a skateboard who has a growing fanbase of followers on his social media who check out his content that yamagishi helps him take. they're a fun duo, those two kids at the back of class that laugh so loud that its annoying /affectionate i love them sm

they kinda just are long time friends in the beginning but everyone thinks they're like dating n smth like that and they're just like huh cuz yk they're clueless idiots. then they kinda bring it up and become friends who kiss sometimes and use each other when they need to let out some steam, until yamagishi is just casually like ayo bro what are we. and they talk abt it n they're like yeah sure we can date ig..? but idk they're one of those relationships that are like maybe we won't put a label on this and just be happy in each other's company but they're also like letz experiment w what we want as a relationship and all.

but yeah they're kinda boyfriends definitely friends. maybe just friends who kiss but they have very intimate feelings for each other so they're just kinda lost but they're comfortable to be whatever as long as its w the other yk<3

also they love watching old highschool/coming of age movies together while cuddling but also while arguing at the tv abt stupid decisions the movie characters make. and if takkuya is in this au too yamagishi and makoto individually like rambling to the couple abt their partner bcuz they're frustrated n confused abt their relationship but also happy that they even have the other in their life and takkuya just look at each other in "that" way and when makoto/yamagishi ask them what the look was they say they won't tell them and let them figure it out for themselves. but they go on double dates, mostly to parks and theme parks but they went to a cafe once and collectively decided to never go to one all together again cuz they got kicked out bcuz they were too rowdy 😭😭

and if we rlly wanted this to be extra fun we'd add takehina into it, karate gf and nurse in training bf, just to have a bigger group 😇

anyways i love mizo mid so much im so normal abt them (im not)

killing tumblr it also didn’t give me a notif for this i hate this fucking website.

anyways hi taku!! you absolutely should go insane abt them you are doing everything right in your life fr <3 no but i am SO listening to everything you have to say you are so right abt them my god. i’m so sorry but i laughed at ‘skateboard makoto’ help i am now picturing him as an actual skateboard- adhjfgjdh. nodding along to all of this i am nodding so hard trust

oh yes we should def add takehina!! (btw the jobs you gave them?? so so true) after all takemichi is also part of mizo mid and i think excluding him is a crime. plus i love the friendship he & akkun have it’s slept on actually i think. i mean the whole first customer thing and stuff 😭 but this isn’t abt them afjhsjf so. back on topic

my brain is empty i had to make up too many haikyuu character assumptions for my qpp yesterday (i had to rate the characters without knowing them at all/while hardly knowing them (we watched the first three eps of season one together two or so months ago)) which was incredibly fun but now my creativity is on stand-by and i haven’t managed to active it again yet but yes i love them thank you

dw i am just as insane about the mizo mid. together we can give them the recongnition they deserve maybe

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Pom!!! What can you tell us about “the empty lands where no men are”? 👀💜

HOHOHO YOU HAVE RISEN TO THE CHALLENGE!

i can tell you it's a boromir lives amnesia fic where aragorn is so polyamorous he cries

a while ago i was fantasizing about like, the boromir-arwen side of the love triangle and decided i thought their dynamic could be incredible (two chivalrous courtly lovers who bond over their destiny-riddled third half) so i give arwen plenty of time in the spotlight in that fic as well

as for boromir and aragorn, they are as dramatic as ever

“There was- kingsfoil, that’s the name, kingsfoil in the arrow-wounds,” Boromir continued. “... I expect that was the work of the King. He was a ranger in the realm where Arnor once stood, isn’t that right? A ranger’s knowledge of medicine.”

“To use athalas on wounds is an elven remedy,” Arwen told him. “Before Aragorn was a ranger, he lived in Rivendell among elves for many years.”

Boromir watched Aragorn for a while. “I do not know why,” he said, “but that seems to explain some things about him.”

“Indeed,” Arwen agreed. “Continue about Lórien, please.”

i'm still not sure whether i'll finish this one as i've hit a tough spot in it, but i love the concept so much that i can't bear to delete it - boromir my babygirl for real

thank you sm for the ask btw! maybe i will send you one after i have a nap to recover from this wretched sickliness

7 notes - Posted November 30, 2022

#4

Good morning friend! I thought I should properly introduce myself if I'm going to keep bothering you :)

I'm Remy, I'm 19 and use they/them. I'm autistic and my two biggest special interests at the moment are movies and LotR. I'm hyperfixating on the hobbit at the moment tho.

I'm a writer and I read a lot.

Yeah, that's pretty much it. I am not good at introducing myself but you're really cool :)

good morning to you too! i have lots of names but most people call me pom, i'm 17 and also use they/them (🤝). i am nursing a fresh tolkienverse special interest, and i am a writer/artist.

i think you're pretty cool too! i've never had a follower who was a fan of my work (? if that makes sense?), since i hardly ever post my work here. all of my followers are just old discord buddies and miscellaneous mutuals from over the years lol

it's nice to meet you remy! thank you very much for enjoying my creations

8 notes - Posted August 14, 2022

#3

if i dont see a MASSIVE influx of gay pirate ocs because of ofmd i will personally cancel ofmd season 2

10 notes - Posted March 29, 2022

#2

“And a sense of coldness detatches, / As it tries to comfort your sadness,”

12 notes - Posted March 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

he’s a bit big for you

22 notes - Posted April 18, 2022

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[roll-da-credits]

Overprotective - Hawks x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Request: hi ! if you don’t mind could i request something for hawks?? you can do it as a oneshot or hcs (which ever works for you). basically my idea was that the reader and him work together but reader gets injured. its not even that bad maybe just like a deep cut on their or something but people come to load them into the ambulance and hawks is just in protective birb mode. mans has his wings around them and is glaring at anyone near and reader is just like “pls i just need to get stitches then i’ll be fine dummy”. protective hawks just makes my heart go hnnnggghhh,,

A/n: fun fact of the day, protective Hawks also make my heart go S;DFJLASDFLJA;SDJFA, I love him sm, like he's such a bastard but he's an amazing bastard yk? I mean just look at how absolutely dumb and adorable he looks in the banner❤️ Anyways, thank you so much for the request and I hope you enjoy it!!!

🖤❤️🖤

“Hawks, the situation has gotten a little bit out of hand, they can use an extra hero out there.” One of Keigo’s assistants informed him over the phone.

Before he even replied, he flew quickly over to the site, “I’m already here. Who’s on duty right now?” Keigo released some of his feathers to rescue some civilians, and listen in on whatever ruckus was happening.

“Kamui Woods and H/n, but their quirks aren’t the best fo-” Keigo didn’t even let the woman behind the phone finished before quickly turning off his phone and sending even more of his feathers to scan the area for you.

If he was called in for backup, that meant you and Kamui Woods weren’t able to contain the villain very well. Or it could mean both of you were injured far beyond being able to defeat it. His mind raced trying to listen in on every corner of the danger zone.

The villain wasn’t exactly incredibly destructive or murderous, he was just a criminal with a rather pesky quirk. Being able to create spikes wherever his skin touched and on his hands, led to a lot of bystanders in the busy area getting injured, both Kamui Woods and you, were rather overwhelmed.

“Woods, rescue the civilians, I’ll try to ambush him.” From one of his feathers, he could hear your voice and pinpointed your location before swiftly flying over there.

His eyes landed on yours, and for a brief second, you faltered in your position, rather shocked at seeing Keigo there. This small shock led your ambush to completely failing, the man had enough time to react to your attack.

The spikes on his hands were directed to slash your chest, if it wasn’t for a red feather quickly pushing you back, your chest would’ve been a giant gash by now. Keigo flew down and quickly apprehended the man with his feathers quite easily. Making you slightly scoff behind him.

“Always got to show off huh?” he looked back at you with a small smirk, only for it to immediately falter when he saw your right hand on your shoulder. Blood dripping from your fingers.

“Birdie, I thought you completely dodged it?!” Keigo walked over to you eyes glued on the wound, wings rather puffed up from worry.

“He can extend his spikes you know?” Since Keigo was still looking pretty alarmed, you tried calming his nerves down, “Love, it's literally nothing. I get worse injuries all the time, it’ll probably take 2 stitches and that’s it. I am a bit tired from all the fucking running though.”

You said the last words in a more joking manner and started to head over to an ambulance to get your wounds treated and transported to a hospital to check for any further damage.

That was your plan, before Keigo suddenly picked you up from the ground, his wings taking flight immediately.

“Oi Keigo what the FUCK are you doing?!?!??!?” You yelled, being completely shocked at the fact that a second ago your feet touched the ground, now there was no ground to be seen.

“Who knows if the people in the ambulance were actually working with the thief.”

At this point you were flabbergasted, this man picked you off your feet just because of a deep cut in your SHOULDER, not even your legs, and didn’t want you to deal with paramedics because he was scared of them being the thief’s accomplices.

“You are literally making zero sense.” You let out an exasperated sigh knowing full well Keigo isn’t letting you go any time soon.

Finally arriving at the hospital, Keigo was literally on your tail the entire time. Even when going up to the desk to explain what happened to when you had to explain the circumstances you were in (those circumstances being you didn’t get to the paramedics on sight because of a certain hero).

When one of the nurses came to bring you to another room, Keigo followed once again.

“Excuse me, sir, we need to bring you to a different room to do a check-up on you.” There were a few scratches here and there from the previous fights before your skirmish with the villain. But he completely ignored the nurse. Only fluffing up his wings even more.

“Sir?” “Oh, I’m incredibly sorry, I’d like to say with my little birdie over there.” Keigo gestured towards you who’s being led to sit on a bed before getting stitches.

He came over to stand next to you and hold your hand in his.

“Babe, I’m literally a pro hero, I’ve gotten stitches more times than I can count. It's ok.” You tried reassuring him. Codeword: tried.

When the doctor came in with her tools, Keigo literally glared daggers at her. The room felt like it dropped a couple of degrees and you can feel the doctor getting slightly nervous from the dangerous glare of the rather intimidating hero.

Who wouldn’t be intimidated when an extremely popular hero’s lover was being treated by you?

“Ok no I’m not doing this, babe wait outside.” Keigo immediately looked at you with an offended expression. As if you just insulted him and all of his ancestors before him, “You’re literally intimidating the poor doctor, this will take about 15 minutes and then you can come back in.”

You kept a stern tone to him and he dejectedly, like a child after getting scolded by his mother, walked out the room. Leaving the ‘suspicious’ (at least to him) doctor and you alone.

15 minutes had passed and when the doctor left the room, she was immediately met with the menacing glares of the fastest hero, “They’re ok right?” The doctor stammered trying to answer him, “Uhhh yeah, yeah she’s fine. Its, it's not that deep.”

After answering she immediately paced away from Keigo who was already entering your room.

He took a seat beside your bed laid his head on the crook of your uninjured shoulder, wings lightly fluttering from the joy he was feeling. He had the biggest dopey smile you had ever seen.

“Your wings look really fluffy right now.” You remarked reaching out to caress some of his feathers. They were incredibly soft despite how dangerous of weapons they can be when he wanted them to.

“I was worried, am I not allowed to worry for my incredible birdie?” He cooed to you before wrapping his hands around your waist, peppering kisses all over your face. Causing you to giggle and lightly push him away.

“I’m a pro hero you know, I know when to ask for help.” You held up the feather necklace Keigo gave you, showing you technically could signal him to come to your aid any time if you needed to, “You don’t need to worry about me, pretty boy.”

The dopey smile somehow grew much more into a heartwarming one. He climbed onto the hospital bed, snuggling with you on it, was it slightly uncomfortable? Sure. But you wouldn’t have to stay here for that long anyway, so why not just have a little calming cuddle session.

Keigo, feeling your head on his chest, his hand tangling itself on your hair, and his other hand holding firmly on your waist, reminded himself. You will be okay. He doesn’t always need to baby you. You’re perfectly capable of doing things.

“Hey, birdie?” You hummed in reply, “Sorry for how weird I acted.” You snorted, weird was an understatement.

“It was cute seeing you overprotective though.” With that Keigo’s laughter filled your ears. Like a soft calming tune.

It was weirdly serene, bandages all over your left shoulder, the sun lightly setting, and an amazing man (bird? Man-bird?) in your arms.

[starsandspicedpeaches]

DBD Killer Personality Headcanons

So I have purposefully looked at very little dbd content as I wanted to make my own  headcanons for characters personalities and didn’t want to feel like mine were wrong because the community didn’t agree with it. I warn you in advance these very well may not match up with the usually accepted personalities but if you don’t like it, you don’t have to accept it. These are just my personal ideas. I’m starting out with the first five default characters you get and will add more if requested or if the mood strikes me. I probably won��t do characters who had their own movies though as their traits are more solid in canon.

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Evan MacMillan (Trapper)- Tries to act stoic and in control, but easily falls out of this role and is distracted by anything he finds fun or exciting, or by those who assert dominance over him. He’s not dumb, but is sometimes mistaken to be as his mind drifts off easily and he is prone to confusion. He inherited his mother’s compassion and love of life, but this is shown very rarely and only to people he feels he can let his guard down around. Feels the constant need to protect and control what is around him and be aware of everything going on which can make him irritable or sulky if it gets to be too much. He drifts between the image of his father that he wants to fulfill and the happy creative soulful man he might’ve been in a better situation.

Philip Ojomo (Wraith)- Very quiet and introverted with an extreme distrust towards others. Doesn’t like to converse but will often commentate on what happens around him quietly under his breath. On a good day he’ll make dry, subtle jokes. He rarely shows anger or discontentment until he is furious and will then lash out, but mostly just tries to avoid anything that would make him that upset. Although few would have the opportunity to witness it Philip is a wonderful teacher and storyteller and is able to quickly pick up on new information and relay it to others. If he does grow fond of someone he is protective to the point of self sacrifice and will do most anything just to see that person smile, which is one of the only things that can make him smile.

Max Thompson Jr. (Hillbilly)- Observant and quiet, but extremely awkward from years without socialization. His strangeness makes him hesitant to reach out to others (along with his history of abuse). The way he speaks is often basic, childlike, or even corny like the tv shows he would watch. When he trusts someone though he’ll almost never stop talking, eager to let all of his thoughts be heard and discussed. He tends to notice little things like unique flowers or neat trinkets and will collect them and likes to share them as well. Does hold more fondness for animals than people and will often let animals go if he notices little traits in them he likes and finds unique.

Sally Smithson (Nurse)- Chipper and saccharine, but also incredibly meticulous with high standards for everything around her and even higher standards for herself. She can be irritable and passive agressive but hates to show this side of herself and can become overly apologetic if she offends someone she cares about. She is prone to depressed slow phases if she becomes too upset or deals with too much stress. These can last for long periods of time and are hard for her to snap out of. 

Anna (Huntress)- Master of dad jokes and tends to use humor to avoid tough conversations or emotional baggage. She has trouble with social cues and will need you to directly tell her if you're mad because she’ll never figure it out by herself. Loves to teach survival skills and other tricks she’s picked up throughout her life and is a fantastic friend to those she cares about, but when she’s mad though her whole personality does a 180 and she’ll go dead silent without ever breaking a smile. While she’s pretty smart overall she does lack some basic common sense and will give small children her axes to play with or walk in front of cars without noticing them.

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 (Legion) // Part 5 // Part 6 (Licensed Characters)

[mcfiddlestan]

Fic Meme

Tagged by @teadrinkingwolfgirl. I'm too tired to look for people to tag. If you're reading this, and you're a writer, you're tagged!

First fic

The very first fic I ever wrote was an untitled piece about three girls driving to Las Vegas to see the Backstreet Boys in concert for the 21st birthday of one of the girls. As luck would have it, they run into a couple of the Boys (Kevin and Brian) in the elevator of their hotel. Kevin and one of the girls (Minerva, who is not the main character) hit it off, and he invites them to join the guys at a nearby club where the Boys are making a promotional appearance. It’s an incredibly cheesy, improbable, self-insert fic (the MC is me, and she ends up with – shocker! – AJ McLean, who was, ofc, my favorite Boy. He's still my fave. Actually, he's the only one I like at all, lol). It was written terribly near the end of the last century when I first discovered fanfiction. I cringe so hard just thinking about it.

The first fic I ever posted online for others to read and ridicule was posted to an *NSYNC Yahoo group. It wasn’t the whole fic, just some of the early chapters. It ended up being a 65 chapter saga, told in three parts about childhood BFFs Justin Timberlake and Dylan Elizabeth Matthews. The first part focuses on them as kids – they both love basketball and dancing, and they audition for the MMC together, but only JT makes it. His leaving is hard for Dylan, who comes from an abusive home, and tho they don’t keep in touch, she follows his career as he becomes this international sensation as a member of *NSYNC. They bump into each other years later in NYC (he’s at TRL with the guys, she was in the building with her new BFF Mikey, at a dance audition). They hang, hook up, fight, and split (So. Much. Drama.), and they do it all in less than two days. A couple months later, Dylan has run away from home, ditching out on graduation with Mikey to join the European tour for a burgeoning pop star named Stevie (that was the audition at MTV studios). Dylan’s other BFF, Shui, comes to visit in Germany, and nursing student Shui clocks Dylan’s weird symptoms and encourages her to take a pregnancy test. And guess who’s having Justin Timberlake’s baby??? LOL

The second part is about Dylan working as Stevie’s personal assistant, raising the baby, and them all returning to the States so Stevie can establish herself in the USA (this was common for pop groups/singers in the late 90s, btw; it’s how BSB and *NSYNC did it). And O-M-G, who does Stevie book a tour with but *NSYNC! The final part is just more drama with Justin and Dylan trying to navigate being parents while not letting news of a lovechild get to the press while fighting their feelings for each other (and Mikey’s hatred for Justin and all straight men tbh). At the same time, Stevie and JC start up a secret romance of their own. There was another subplot about Lance and Shui, but I nixed that after he came out, LOL (yes, it took me like eight years to write this). Also, Britney is in there somewhere as Justin’s PR showmance partner who takes the whole thing more seriously than Justin does (I didn’t like her; still don't; sue me) and she, of course, doesn’t like Dylan. And she’s also mad bc Dylan befriends Christina Aguilera super fast. It's high school y'all.😂

Too bad the whole thing is stuck on a USB that doesn’t read on any computer I own, huh? And give me a break. I was heavy into the *NSYNC fandom and only 18.

Softest fic

Um, I have a few, I think? I'm not the biggest judge of soft and I don't write it often. So options:

- Love Was A Four-Letter Word – a fluffy one-shot where Tony wakes up from a nightmare but is comforted simply by Loki’s presence in bed beside him. And all the fluff about Tony not being able to tell Loki how much he loves him when he’s awake.

- What Are Friends For? – this was my first attempt at fluff. Tony and Loki are high school BFFs, and Loki seeks out Tony after a bad fight with Laufey ends with Loki getting face-smashed by the nearest heaviest object.

- Frosted Iron – wrote this for @abbessolute forever ago. Basically, Tony wants to get Loki to try a donut. Lol

- Just Because – literally cranked this out in like an hour after I tweeted about burning my chocolate chip cookies and an RP moot challenged me to write it as a FrostIron story. So I did. :)

Fic I'm most proud of

That's a hard one. I love most of all my fics! They all represent something different from different times in my life. But if I had to choose...I guess I have, like, a Top 3?

- Dark Side – mostly bc it was the first fic I started writing in the Avengers/Frostiron fandom. It was supposed to be a one-shot and bc of demand it ended up a trilogy covering nearly 40yrs.

- Empire State of Mind – one of the few fics that I wrote Tony as Iron Man and Loki as the God of Mischief, post-Avengers, semi in canon. I got a lot of flack for writing not one but two Major Character Deaths, but I wouldn't change it.

- Stay With Me – this wasn't the first WinterFrost I'd written (Can I Bum A Ride? and Second Time Around were first and second), but it's one of the few fics I'm actually really proud of. There was a lot of meaning and an unintentional message in it (fuck heteronormativity).

Fic that shows my progress

I'm not really sure? I've been writing, on and off, since 2000. I think I improve with every fic, but I had a long dry spell when writer's block was keeping from really writing a lot between 2013 and 2018. I had tons of ideas and wrote all my ideas down. I would guess then that the first fic I posted after that long draught would show some improvement. That was the first prompt in the 100 Ways to Say ILY challenge. "Pull over. Let me drive."

Favorite WIP

All of them. LOL. I want to work on all of them so badly that I can't decide which to work on first.

WinterFrost Single Dad AU – exactly what it says. Loki, a lawyer for Stark Industries, is reunited with his two young sons, Narfi and Vali, ages 11 and 10, respectively. Bucky, an ex-vet, former addict, and current elementary school teacher, shares a daughter, Gracie, who's 8, with his ex-wife. Any more backstory would get long and you might as well just wait until I publish the story.

WinterIron Bodyguard AU – Howard and Maria Stark have died in a car accident that a couple of NYPD detectives suspect was intentional. Concerned for the safety of their only son and heir, they encourage Tony to hire a bodyguard. Enter former Sgt. James Barnes, who runs his own security company. Their working relationship starts off rocky, but after Tony witnesses Bucky at work "guarding" him, things start to change. Past mistakes haunt Bucky as he walks the fine line between professional and personal – and at some point, he may pay for his lapse in judgement. At Tony's expense.

Royals AU Frostiron with a dash of WinterFrost – Focuses mostly on the princes of Asgard: Crown Prince Thor and Prince Loki. Thor is a heralded soldier, married to Asgard's best warrior – currently sidelined with a pregnancy while Asgard is at war. Loki is still reeling from a huge loss – and acting out, going on a joy ride with a hot young actor on the lands belonging to Lord Anthony Stark, the region's sole weapons manufacturer. In order to make amends and not put their contract in jeopardy, Odin makes a deal with Tony that calls for Loki to marry him. Royalty from all over the world descend on Asgard for the formal wedding announcement, including the scandalous bad boy Prince James of Romania, his mystery Russian companion Natasha Romanov, Tony's friends Captain Rogers and Dr. Bruce Banner, and more. Loki continues to rebel, even while Tony is staying in the palace (ahem, WinterFrost), and even as Tony's burgeoning feelings for Loki propel him to want to spill his biggest secret.

All I Ask, WinterFrost Modern AU – Bucky is a wounded vet trying to get used to life as a civilian after leaving the army. He moves out of the tiny apartment he shared with best friend Steve in his hometown of Brooklyn, into a sparsely decorated loft in artsy Greenwich Village. His new neighbors include a prima ballerina with all the deets on the building's residents (Natasha) and her hard-of-hearing DJ boyfriend (Clint), and an arrogant uppity artiste with awful taste in music who lives right above him (Loki). Bucky prefers to keep to himself – esp as he doesn't like anyone to stare at his arm, deeply scarred from a near-death injury. But his upstairs neighborhood has taken a liking to his face and asks to use him as a model for his upcoming showcase. With nothing better to do, Bucky relents and agrees.

And let's not forget I still have the 30 Day OTP Porn Challenge and the 100 Ways to Say ILY lists to finish, and I'm still working on adapting my WinterFrost RP into novel form.

Thanks for the tag! (And reading all of my blabbering :D)

xoxo

[twinvictim]

your opinions on each of the post team silent games and a rating out of 10. hand 'em over

YEAHHHHHH FINALLY CATERING TO ME!!!

Uh really long post oops. for reference, my rating for the first 4 sh's are as follows

Sh1: 9/10 Sh2: 7/10 Sh3: 9/10 Sh4: 9.5/10

Silent Hill 0/Origins

overall score: 7/10

Alot of the games issues can of course be attributed to it being a psp game, and while i won't excuse everything bc of that, j have to be honest and say I think it had so much potential as a (very) late ps2 game. Not to mention, the game ON THE PSP functions as it should. (The ps2 port does fucking not tho..oops) ans you'll see that this is...a rarity post team silent.

The story has alot of potential, Travis as a character is interesting and sympathetic and j think his dynamic with alessa js super fascinating to dig into, both of them being abused children and there was alot of intrigue regarding his powers, the game feels like a smaller more watered down she, and for that I can't fault it too much. The weapons system isn't my favorite but the combat itself is reminiscent of 1 and 2 and I really like a good chunk of the monster design, there was clearly thought and care put into it, nurses and strughtjackets/lying figures be dammed. The unlockables are pretty cool though and alot of the environments look pretty cool for a psp game, hell i LOVE the theater level its super unique, I would love to see it in (actually functional) better graphics. I also think the puzzles are pretty solid, not hair pulling like sh1 even if they're not quite as clever as say sh3.

My biggest criticisms come from the reuse of sh1 characters (just alessa and Travis would've been fine, maybe dahlia and some more org characters would've been better) the bad ending being straight up bad writing. Not to mention they did the sh3 thing of "kill too many monsters and get the bad ending" which is...stupid. The foreshadowing of the butcher being? He's just kinda there, I like the lead up but it would be more interesting if the butcher represented something from those years between Travis' father dying and him being an adult. And while there's more replayability imo than sh2, it doesn't have difficulty sliders and that makes it kinda hard to come back to quite as often. Not to mention unlike sh1, 3or sh4 there's not as much horror focus and random events.

Overall, solid game its fun to play, very silent Hill and if you're willing to look past a few continuity errors and accept its a little different and slightly derrivitive at the same time, I like to say I had alot of fun with it and still do. (Maybe I just like Travis alot...idk)

Silent Hill: Homecoming

Overall score: 6/10

Once again most of the issues here are gonna be corporate fuck ups, but I'm also not gonna beat around the bush, this game isn't like...good. its bad actually. "But you gave it a 6/10?" Yeah bc its not NEARLY as bad as some other games I've.. experienced.

The negatives here are, many and vast, so let's run them down. Firstly the games performance is janky on console (ps3 at least) and abysmal/unplayable on PC, what with framerate issues that are detrimental to game play on pc and make the third boss impossible. That said on console it is completable and not even too terrible...usually. Scarletts boss fight however is terribly unbalanced and broken on all skews so :/. The combat is...functional but not anyone's favorite, it's difficult to use any actually strong weapon and you can pretty much strong arm ur ways through shit with just the knife (except scarletts first form..don't try it, it won't work) for some people this will be borening (not my opinion but w/e). Most of The puzzles...leave alot to be desired. I hate sliding block puzzles. Also no run button? At all?? No easy mode? Ok... also what is this.. wheel design for the inventory...im accidentally using my serum..what is serum also? And why is the item pickup noise like...bass boosted.

The character models look awful most of the time, and comically unfinished other times, some human models are just grotesque, (judge halloway, Adam shepherd, mayor Bartlett. .you get it) and yes...there are sexy nurses. Bc of course there are. (Whole ass out???) They did straight up have some terrible endings for this game (ph ending for one, the way you get the ufo? Hell the ufo ending is kinda boring. I like the in water ending here too but. Yeah.) the story has some, problems. To say the least.

However, while the performance is bad its not the worst I've played (on the ps3 once again..unplayable on pc) and I hardly noticed the framerate when I was just running around, I personally found the combat kinda fun, between trying to dodge accurately and still attack and not use all my health items (bc those and ammo are actually rare! Unlike some games...) it is kind of a challenge and reminds me of a much worse sh4. And hey, the health items both heal an understandable amount of health that i can easily read with a bar (unlike 1-3) and they're not a complete joke (unlike sh4...) i find the exploration really fun and sure the characters look shit but the environments are Fucking great. The church is one of my fav sections, short as jt might be and yes it stole the confessional scene but its pretty well written and acted I think. The monster design is pretty fucking rad too honestly, I like the schism, siam, I like the DESIGN of the needlers even if they make me so mad to fight, and hey the nurses and ph don't show up that much to be too aggregious. The boss monsters are also fantastic design wise, very unsettling and the boss rooms are interesting as well.

The story has problems but it also has alot of potential, the concept of people sacrificing ther children for silent Hill and being overcome by their own pain and guilt is pretty fucking cool, and alex is a good character they did a good job of giving him personality, ppl bitch about him being a soldier but a) he's not and b) soldiers are people too, and a sh game that could tackle toxic masculinity, be critical of the military, and also tackle abusive religeious parents is pretty intriguing, not to mentions themes of brotherly love that's complicated bc of how they clearly favored Josh . Sure, it misses the mark, but I like taking the potential and thinking about it bc its compelling to me. And like I said, i like alex alot.

Overall, bad game yes, but not the worst as it has enough good for me to honestly really enjoy it, besides it is pretty funny when it is bad. Don't play the pc port tho

Silent Hill Shattered Memories

Overall Score: 8/10

Unpopular opinion im sure but honestly? I find this game ALMOST on par with the team silent games. Its really that good, yes its a wii game, so this is my score taking into account the motion controls BTW.

For the good, man where do i start. Its BEAUTIFUL for a wii game and esp for a post team silent game, the graphics are nice and Constsitent, the environments are pretty and it has a pretty nice cold color pallet to contrast the warmer tones the series tends to skew towards. The acting and intrgrige are all on point and the WRITING is fantastic, its one of those games you play the first time not knowing the twist and play the second time picking up more and more clues and things that strengthen that twist so much more. Like sh2 its a simple story told in such a clever and interesting way that you'll probably be too invested to put it down, I beat it in one sitting in 6 hours bc i was so engrossed in the narrative. And the Puzzles man! The puzzles are phenomenal and fun to accomplish and there's even a little bit of variety in a few places on repeat playthroughs. The level of detail in this game is insane really, the things that change with the different psychology answers are pretty cool too and tho it all plays out relatively the same its still fun to see the different things you can get to happen. The gimmicks like the phone as an object, taking pictures, sneaking and zooming in, they're not too intrusive as to take away from the exploration or other game play but not completely useless and have some pretty fun Easter eggs too. The game plays sort of like a worse outlast with good puzzles and for that I do have to commend it. Oh and the fucking MUSIC is INCREDIBLE idk something ab this soundtrack has alot of heart put into it clearly.

Now, it's not perfect. The thing is, it is a WORSE outlast type game, in the running and hiding sense but well, the hiding is completely useless, its a run away game, which is ok, but I understand that people aren't gonna be a big fan of that when silent Hill has always balanced combat ad puzzles and exploration. The running segments are..aggravating, mostly bc its hard to figure out where to go, not to mention using motion controls that don't like to work half the time to fight the monsters off of you. Also, the monsters are not scarey in the slightest and the raw shock scream is actually enragaging if you've died one to many times, there's also...not really any penalty for dying. And once you're out for these running segments,there's no danger, no monsters, nothing to hide from despite having a hiding mechanic. Its not really a horror game more of a psycological thriller and I understand that the fact that its not horror can be disappointing. The psychology things might be a bit overhyped And yeah fine, the wii foreplay scene...well yeah its weird but it IS also funny as fuck.

That said, there's still alot thats good and alot thas unfair criticism lobbed at this game. Harry didn't have much of a personality in sh1 bc he's a ps1 character and sm really fleshed him out well, not to mention giving cybil some nice characterization, and they did some interesting things with dahlia and kaufmann. And Lisa.. well I'm gonna be honest I never found Lisa all that interesting in sh1..so it doesn't bother me that she's the way she is in this game. I know people hate the "horny" aspect of it but to be completely fair, YOU choose to make the game that way, don't answer in a sexual manner or look at boobs or anything else and you won't have an overly sexual game, its...literally that easy. Its given as an option for the play id they want to go for what is arguably another joke ending. (You cannot tell me sleeze and sirens is meant to be a real serious ending to the game. Cmon) and you can complain about the innacuuracies if you want but its a spin off, a retelling of the original game. Its not canon, and it didn't change the original game. It just took the ideas presented there and made them more human and lest fantastical, there's some supernatural elements but it takes a backseat to the human moments. And its honestly really cool.

Overall, great game, i reccomend it if you don't mind some slight jank with the motion controls and honestly? Look up directions on where to go for the running segments and you'll have a pretty good time overall.

Silent Hill Downpour

Overall score (so far): 7.5/10 *to be noted i haven't finished actually playing it yet but I know the basic plot and some of the details so I doubt it'll change

And so for the final silent Hill Game, I have to say, i don't think it deserves NEARLY the hatred it gets, there's alot about it that i find really cool and even fun and I think its a solid entry, a little better than origins in some parts and its downsides are both unfortunate and once again, mostly Konami's fault . That said, I'm also not gonna kid and say its a good game, just that I like it alot and we should be nicer to the last silent Hill game were probably ever gonna get.

Downpour has a pretty good, original story overall, there's alot to it, alot of intricacies and intrigue to it that honestly make it a pretty sold silent Hill game. Its different enough from the others to stand out but not super far removed from its themes and messages. I like that it doesn't try and lean into the cult aspect and tries to do something else with it, it doesn't try to explain silent Hill, but just use it to torment the characters, as it should be. There's tragedy ad human feelings here and some of them aren't the most...sensitive but they are pretty reasonable reactions id say. Playing as someone who's odds are stacked against him from the beginning as he's a prisoner is a cool way to open the game, someone convicted and you must discover if he is a good person or not. Themes of revenge explored more than in sh3 which is pretty cool. The environments look pretty nice, and i like the look of the otherworld, once again being unique with its cooler color pallet, but without the ice so it really feels like its own thing. The EXPLORATION is awesome with an actual open world which I think works well, there's alot to do in town (unlike sh1 and 0 on limiting hardware and 2 which just pretends you can explore to town but you cant) there's alot for cool little stories and sidequests to do, my favorite so far being the cinema (which has a section of ACTUAL fixed cameras like old Resident evils which is smth SH has never done and its super fucking cool!) And all the sidequess help strengthen murphy as a cheacter and argue for his innocence or complexites. The weapons system is pretty cool, picking up items and attacking with whatever you might find, finding cool Easter eggs with exploration and having fun noticing things. And it does honestly have the strongest side characters outside of SM. The puzzles are pretty solid and fun to figure out with some cool mechanics and the seperate difficulties is a great thing to bring back (actually done well like sh3) I also kind of like the method of triggering the night world/rain/monsters, and silent Hill really feels likes its constantly punishing Murphy, as it should. The music might not be Akira but its still pretty damn good, and fuck yall I like the Korn song, and you CAN press start and skip it yknow. (Thx tomm hewlit)

The negtitives tho, well they are there. For one it has the worst performance of any sh game outside of pc homecoming and like...the hd collection, the framerate like to shit itself alot lmao, its not usually detrimental bc I've played re2r with similar framerates but, yeah its not great. Not to mention while the models look better than hc they don't animate well or often at all, and the game has trouble loading in the models as fast as they should. The sound mixing could use...some work too, poor murph sounds like he's eating the mic. While I find the games exploration really fun, murphy also has the issue of not running very fast so it can be a little annoying to get back to a place you want to be when you can't run that fast, not to mention the loading times. The monster design is def the worst in the series, maybe on par w SM. Which is disappointing bc there's some pretty good moments here and there, but not nearly enough to make it scary and there's so much you can do with monsters with this premise. Also, the running sections in the otherworld are better than SM ad even more engaging than the brief ones in 2 and 3, but still, I'd prefer to do puzzles or fight a boss or smth. I will also say, the endings are, iffy while the main 2 endings are really good and Anne's bad ending as well as the joke ending are great, murphys bad endings are weird and ooc for the muphy you come to know in the game (even more so than Origins) plus, idk that the writers knew all that much about prison andbprison culture, nobody in a real prison would be mad ab Murphy killing a pedo (there's some racist implications here and there too which is. Unfortunate and disappointing. I like Howard and Robbie but they are a bit tropey, esp Howard) that said Anne is a compelling albeit unlikable character and thas pretty cool to see pulled off.

Overall, while it has downsides, I don't think Downpour is worthy of all the scorn it gets, this can have problems and you can point them out without disregarding the good parts and while it is unfortunate it doesn't run better and have some extras and didn't handle some things great, I still think its worth a playthrough, esp if you go out of your way to do the sidequests.

Bonus round

Book of memories is not a game I intend to play bc I don't wanna get a vita and can't imagine I'm missing much. It doesn't look bad pwr say but I'm not interested tbh

Fuck PT. :)

[rosy-wooyoung]

Husband series [6/8] | San

Word count: 6.1k (😳) Pairing: ex-husband! Jongho x single mom! reader x CEO! San Genre: fluff A/N: I love Jongho sm, i really hated writing him like that :( but CEO San,,, yes.

You had lived a good part of your life with Jongho. You met in high school, and you hated each other at first. However, since you had to work in partners in your chemistry lab, you learnt to appreciate each other and became friends. You were inseparable, making everyone believe that you were dating, due to your ways of behaving. The last year of high school was a particularly tough one for you, you were extremely sick and exhausted but kept on going to classes, Jongho being your daily motivation to get out of bed. If it weren’t to get your diploma at the end of the school year, you would’ve stayed in bed, trying to recover from your exhaustion of studying and living so far from your school. 

When you finally made it through, you had only two months of holidays to catch up with three years of poor sleeping and eating habits, when you would have needed years to get back into a healthy way of living. You were still very tired when you started university, but Jongho was here again to force you out of your comfort zone and tag along in lectures that you signed up for. At first, university looked and sounded remarkably interesting, but you didn’t last long. Even when Jongho was giving his best to make you feel happy and loved, your mind was still stronger. You had realised that the university universe and everything coming alone made you hate it. You felt like a failure because all your friends and classmates seemed to be able to make it through, whereas you dropped out after a semester there. Oh boy, you felt so alone and dumb for leaving university when you saw everyone around you was smart enough to pass their first year. Of course, you didn’t drop out because you were numb, - even if that’s what your brain was telling you -, it was just that university wasn’t your future. And there was nothing wrong with changing paths. You didn’t need to go to university to be successful in life, no. You just needed to find something that motivated you to get out of bed every single morning, and that was the toughest part for you.

Jongho was an incredibly supportive friend. He was always there to comfort you or reassure you when you felt at your lowest when you felt worthless and ugly. He took from his spare time to help you get ready for interviews, correct your applications, or just have a quick look over them. When you finally got a job, you looked and felt better. You were smiling more, enjoying life like you needed to, and came to realise something as well.

You were in love with your best friend.

And one night, where you were feeling bold at a party one of your college friends had organised, you got even closer to your best friend as if it were possible. You kissed that night, and you’ve never felt so good. 

“Gosh,” Jongho smiled after pulling away from the kiss, “it finally happened,” he mumbled, and you giggled, looking down to avoid his gaze. “I love you,” you declared, and your best friend almost lost his balance, leaning against the wall behind him, dragging you closer to him. “I think I love you more,” he murmured against your lips before capturing them in a rougher kiss.

And that night changed everything. Jongho made you see life at another angle, brighter and more positive. You felt loved, enough, and smart. He had a way to say things and take actions that made your head spin, still not used of the amount of attention you were getting.  After two, three, four years of dating, Jongho finally proposed and you got married a year later, on your fifth dating anniversary. Your fiancé wanted to make it memorable, so you got married at the beach, exchanging vows as the sun was setting in front of you. You still had butterflies in your stomach when you talked about this special day on the couch with your husband, late at night, not wanting to get up from the couch to go to bed.

However, everything went downhill when Jongho graduated from university and started working. You saw him less and less, meeting only late at night or extremely early in the morning as one came back or left to go to work. Your relationship was barely there, too tired to even get into actions or just make out. But hope started to show up. Jongho had been promoted to another part of his company, allowing him to rest sometimes and be there with you during the evenings. You knew that couples weren’t always on the bright side, there were ups and downs in every relationship, and it looked like you just got out of one down moment. But it was just a sunny spell among black clouds. 

One day, on your way to work, you felt a sharp pain in your lower belly, thinking that you were starting your period. You quickly walked to work and rushed to the bathroom, only to find your panties clean. No blood. You started thinking that maybe you ate something expired, but you remembered cooking things that only came from the store, so you were confused. You took medicine to soothe the pain, and it did. Only to come back twice harder a few hours later, in the middle of a meeting.  You were explaining a graphic on the screen to your colleagues as you began to feel dizzy. You cleared your throat and tried to keep your composure, only to have your boss asking you if you were alright. You didn’t even have time to answer that you blacked out and fell on the floor, your co-workers hurriedly rushing to take care of you.

You woke up a few hours later in a hospital room, a worried Jongho looking out the window. You mumbled his name, and he turned around, a serious look on his face.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?” you looked at him, still a bit dizzy and confused as you had just woken up. When you processed his words, you were about to answer him when a doctor burst into the room with a file under his arm. “Miss—” “Ma’am,” your husband interrupted, correcting the doctor with a frown. “Amazing, you’re awake. I have great news!” He looked quite delighted, whereas your husband kept a marble face. It calmed the doctor immediately and cleared his throat, opening the file and readjusting his glasses. “You are pregnant with a little girl, and she perfectly healthy. However, you had an iron and water deficit, that’s why you collapsed at work this morning. You need to drink and eat more, not only for the baby but also for you.”

You were pregnant. You didn’t know if you wanted to burst out in joy or in tears. Should you keep it? Could you even abort, or was it too late?

“For how long I have been pregnant?” the doctor looked at you sceptically and looked at your husband, whose jaws were clenched.   “You… you didn’t know that you were expecting a child?” you slowly shook your head and he stood speechless, his gaze falling on the documents. “Oh for quite a while,” he said as he flipped the pages of the file, finally landing on the blood test results, “for a little over than 12 weeks.” He stated, and Jongho took his head in his hands.

“Haven’t you realised that you were pregnant? No sign of any symptoms?” “No,” you muttered as your gaze never left your husband, “I noticed that I gained a bit of weight, but it wasn’t truly alarming.” “And your menstruations?” “I’ve had irregular periods my entire life, I didn’t think that I’d get pregnant since we always use protection.” You sighed at the same time as Jongho, and the doctor briefly looked at him. “Alright, I’ll let you talk together for a while, but you can go out of the hospital when you'll be able to pee,” he said, and you nodded, thanking him as he left your room.

You could see that Jongho was stressed and mad. You never thought that he’d react like that, he was always happy to take care of children. You remembered the last time you saw his sister, he was the proudest uncle you’ve ever seen, taking care of his nephew, allowing his sister to rest and talk with her parents for a while. Children were safe with your husband, yet you weren’t so sure about yours now. Why did he have to react that way?

“Y/N, do you want this child or not?” he said as he leant on the wall, near the window. He opened it, and you shivered, bringing the thin sheet closer to your chest. “It’s too late to abort anyway,” you said, without looking at him. “That wasn’t even my question,” he spoke, and you looked at him. “Why are you reacting like that? Didn’t you want to have children together?” “It’s too early Y/N, too early,” he said as he dragged a hand over his face. You shrugged, deep down feeling ready to become a mother. Jongho, on the other hand, wasn’t ready at all. “But when you played with your nephew, you looked—” “Y/N! It’s not my child, I only took care of him for a few hours! It’s not the same!” Jongho let out his frustration and started raising his voice, barely recognising him. “Calm down, honey, please,” “How do you want me to calm down? You’re pregnant with my child, and you expect me to react well?” “Well, yes! We’ve been together for so long, you should be ready, right?” “Then no, I’m not. I need to think about it,” he said and stormed out of the room, leaving you alone in your bed. You sighed, beaten, and pushed the covers, walking to the toilet with some difficulties. You had to press the emergency button because you struggled to get up from the toilet seat, a nurse rushing in to help you. You were still quite weak, and Jongho wasn’t there to help you out.

He didn’t show up at your shared house during the next week, worrying you that something bad happened to him. A few days later after your hospital exit, you received a message from your sister-in-law, telling you that her brother was safe and hiding at home, hoping that you were alright. You were struggling alone, to the point where you had to call your good friend Hongjoong to the rescue.

“Where’s Jongho?” was the first thing your friend asked, and you shrugged. “Hiding at his sister’s house,” you said as you grabbed light groceries from your car trunk, only to have Hongjoong snatching them from your grip with a playfully stern look. “Don’t carry anything, it’s bad for the baby,” you shook your head and laughed, unlocking the front door of your house. “I’m not that far into the pregnancy,” you argued, but your friend was having none of it. “Still, you need to be careful,” he returned as he placed everything on the counter, opening the fridge as you changed the topic.

“Your wife is okay about you helping me out?” “She’s the one that pushed me out of the door when I told you that I was coming here,” you smirked at his words and poured yourself a glass of water. “She’s so excited to be an aunt, she’s trying to get me into action too,” you laughed, trying not to spill your drink as Hongjoong closed the refrigerator door with a smile. “Really?” “Yeah, she’s been acting up for quite a while.” “By the way, I was thinking about asking the two of you to be the godmother and godfather for her, what do you think?” “Are you joking? It’d be amazing!” “I just need to speak with Jongho about it, but I don’t think he’ll be against it,” he nodded and softly hugged you, careful to not squish you in his arms. Hongjoong and his wife got married a few months before your wedding, and they were still going very strong, admiring them for loving each other so unconditionally. “He’ll eventually come back to you, I promise,” he said as he softly rubbed your back as you walked him to the door, shrugging at his words. “I hope so,” you said and grabbed your car keys, swiftly putting on a pair of slippers to drive him home.

You had to wait a few more weeks to finally see Jongho showing up at the door. Internally, you were relieved that he was back, but you were also quite mad at him. He reacted quite badly, it wasn’t something usual from Jongho. He was timid every time that you were around as if he was finding a way to apologise. You eventually forgave him, and he was more comfortable walking around the house, helping you out with everything and taking care of you.

You welcomed your daughter Areum a few months later, Hongjoong and his wife paying you a visit as soon as they heard the good news. His wife was head over heels for your sleeping little girl, softly caressing her cheeks with the tip of her finger. Hongjoong smiled but rolled his eyes at her behaviour, earning a soft giggle from you and your husband. You were still quite tired from giving birth, so you fell asleep as your two friends were talking with your husband. Months following her birth were hectic, but you would do it all over again if you had to. Of course, you were exhausted, lacking sleep and energy, but at least your daughter was happy and healthy. Jongho helped you a lot, getting up instead of you when he could, changing diapers and sheets when it was necessary. 

However, you and Jongho started to not get along as well as before. You had different manners and ways to take care of your daughter, which sometimes erupted into arguments and screams through the house. 

“Shouldn’t you—” “What?” you annoyingly yelled another time, voice almost breaking, “what should I do, huh? Tell me about it? Tell me what to do, as if you were the mother. How dare you to give me advice when I almost needed to beg you to come home? You left me alone for over two months, just because you “weren’t ready”. What the hell is that shitty excuse? You left like a coward, and now you think that you can give me advice?” “Don’t get on your high horse, Y/N, it’s just that my sister—” “Your sister, always your sister! If she’s so fantastic about everything then leave and go live with her! I’m tired of constantly hearing about her, you talk about her all the goddamn time! You’re always talking about her, damn it if you want to raise a child her way go impregnate another bitch and leave me alone!” you spat as you took your crying daughter in your arms, eyes welling up with tears. “We’re either in this together, or I do it alone, it’s you and me, not you, your sister and me. I’m your wife, it’s our child, and WE get to decide how we bring Areum up. Not her.” You shushed your daughter in your arms as you made your way to your bedroom, blocking the door right after closing it.

One night, a pretty useless fight broke between you two, almost coming to blows. You really had to protect yourself from exploding, but it was the last straw. Out of pure anger, you looked at Jongho dead in the eyes and threw your wedding ring on the floor, hearing it break on the floor and slide under the counter.

“If you’re not willing to change,” you said, pointing your forefinger towards your husband, trying to keep your composure but miserably failing, “then I’m leaving.” You ended your sentence through gritted teeth, and the last thing that you see is the widening look Jongho was giving you. You grabbed your daughter from her highchair, cleaning her hands and bib before scooping her in your arms. She looked at you with pearly eyes, and you kissed her forehead while whispering reassuring words to her, wiping her tears with the back of your hand.

Jongho grabbed your shoulder with a bit more strength than usual, forcing you to turn around. He was clutching your ring in his other hand, his gaze fixed on you.

“Y/N, we’ll make this work,” “Do you realise how many times you’ve told me this? Mmh? Do you remember how many times we tried, and it still doesn’t work? Have you realised that?” "I do, but—” “No Jongho, I’m done, you’re making everything worse now,” you swatted his hand away from your shoulder and entered your bedroom, locking it behind you. You placed your daughter on the bed and draped her in the covers before sliding down on the floor, back resting against the mattress, and you cried. You don’t know how many hours you spent sat next to your daughter, but you woke up the next morning with your head near your daughter’s feet on the bed, along with a painful backache. She was staring at you, trying her hardest to pat your head from her spot. You softly grabbed her hand and laid a soft kiss on it, placing it on your cheek.

A few months after this last fight, everything was ended with your husband, and you’ve never felt so relieved. Your now ex-husband kept the house as you decided to be the one to move out. You looked at Jongho one last time before entering your car, driving off without looking back. Managing to find a place closer to your favourite couple’s house, who helped you move in and take care of your daughter, you were starting to get even happier. They loved looking after Areum because they could practice for their future potential child. Once you arrived unannounced at their house and noticed Hongjoong’s wife in the garden. She made big gestures to not ring the bell because her husband was taking a nap with your daughter on the couch.

Areum was treated like a princess when she was over their house, they took very good care of her, and it warmed your heart. It was relieving to know that your daughter was safe with your friends, they took their role of godmother and godfather seriously.  When you entered the living room, Hongjoong was laying on the sofa with your daughter on his chest. You sat down next to your friend and took your daughter in your arms, laying a soft kiss on her cheek as she was still sleeping. You placed her head on your shoulder, and Hongjoong’s wife replaced your daughter in her husband’s arms, only to have Hongjoong waking up. You waved goodbye at them after putting her in her baby seat, walked to your car and drove home.

After a few weeks, you managed to take your mark around the neighbourhood and succeeded in finding a job. You’ve heard about this company before when you were still with Jongho. You remembered how great he spoke about it, how hard it was to get in, and you made it just by applying as a secretary.  Your work was quite dense, but you’ve gone through worse in the past. Of course, you had bad days, but it was normal. Even your boss, Choi San, could have the worst days ever.

This man was young, yet one of the most powerful men in the city. He owned three big companies around the neighbourhood, making his wealth expand more quickly than his opponents. And you happened to be his secretary, managing his appointments, meetings and maintaining files. You were also sending emails, answering phone calls, or arranging travelling arrangements, and your boss found you extremely skilled. He was never disappointed in what you did, always here to make his life better and easier. One night, you quickly phoned Hongjoong, asking him if it was okay for them if you came to pick your daughter up a bit later in the evening.

“I have an unexpected meeting to attend, and I can’t miss it,” you said, and you heard your friend chuckle.  “It’s okay Y/N, come over when you're free,” you sighed in relief and thanked your friend before hanging up, rushing back to work. The meeting was in a few minutes, and you still had things to print and arrange.

Fortunately, you stapled the last documents together when your boss appeared from his office. He offered you a smile, and you grabbed the files, leading the way to the conference room.  The meeting went well, but all of your colleagues, as well as the boss, only wanted one thing; to go home. Even your boss started discreetly yawning as his father spoke to him discuss strategies and ways of earning more money. Sitting in front of the CEO, you exchanged quick eye rolls and chuckles as he imitated of his father.

“San,” the growling voice of his father interrupted his little game, making him clear his throat, “a little bit of seriousness, please,” “I’m sorry,” he mumbled, and you pursed your lips to stifle a laugh, trying to stay as neutral as possible.

Once the meeting was finally over, everybody got out of the conference room, only leaving you and San behind. You gathered all the documents and cleaned the wooden table, ready to be used tomorrow.

“Can I offer you a drink tonight?” San suggested, and you almost dropped your files, not expecting this coming out of the CEO’s mouth.

“I think I have plans tonight,” you said a bit hesitantly, and San’s eyes tried to read through yours. “Come with me, I promise it won’t be long.” “Alright,” you nodded, and so did he, walking out of the room with a quick smile.

You swiftly took your phone and sent a message to Hongjoong.

[You] : My boss invited me for a drink, is it okay for you? [Joongie] : Don’t worry about it Y/N, enjoy your “drink” with your boss 😉

You huffed at your friend’s words but went back to your desk anyway, shutting everything down and grabbing your purse. Your boss was waiting for you in the hallway, greeting you with a smile as he called the elevator.

The bar he brought you to was quite chic, I mean, what could you expect from him. You were starting to get comfortable around him, even if his bossy attitude was still present. You started talking about your centre of interests, work, and his father. It didn’t feel ambiguous, and you thanked the gods for that. You parted ways with a handshake near your car, making sure that you were safe and fastened in it before leaving you to go to his.

As the weeks went by, San started becoming friendlier to you, sometimes even at work. You tried to shush him with a stern look, but he simply shrugged. He didn’t seem to care, but you didn’t want your colleagues to start imagining random things or rumours about you and your CEO. He was a handsome man, people would kill to get your post, so they wouldn’t hesitate to intensify the rumours if they were to hear some about you. In this world, everything is allowed, even if it means to spread false rumours about someone to try and get to their job. But San didn’t seem to mind. Of course, he was the big boss’ son, what could happen to him? Nothing, exactly, except if he made a big mistake, but flirting with his secretary wasn’t one of them. It’s not that his flirting was annoying and unpleasant, - rather on the contrary, if you were being honest -, you just didn’t want to risk your job for childish behaviours with your boss. You almost had a few heart attacks when he randomly came at work with a huge bouquet of flowers in hand, gathering everybody’s attention as he walked past your colleagues. You always had to justify yourself that they were on your desk, in a vase, because he was allergic to them and he didn’t want them in his office. Of course, it was for his mother, who would – never – come to pick them up. He apparently loved to see you all blushing and struggling to give an explanation when a co-worker appears at your desk, eyeing the flowers as they saw them in the CEO’s hand a few hours prior. You liked your boss, but sometimes, you hated him. 

This flirting went on and on for the next few months until you reached your first year of working in the company. You were so proud that you’ve made it this far and you truly hoped that you could keep on working there as long as possible. With your income, you managed to move out another time and buy a bigger place, offering a bedroom to your daughter, as well as a small playing room linked to it, you were both in heaven.

“Y/N, at what time do we need to go to the tailor for the next week’s event?” San asked you as you took your breath to speak to him. “At 2pm, sir,” you said with a smile, opening a new tab on your computer. “Will you come along?” he asked and you shook your head, typing something on your keyboard as you looked up at him.  “I need to lead this afternoon’s meeting since you won’t be there,” he slowly agreed, a veil of disappointment showing in his eyes.  “Okay, make sure to keep me updated on that,” it was your turn to agree, and he added, “see you later,” before shooting you a wink, your breath sticking in your throat. You shook your head as soon as he left, getting amused at his behaviour.

The day of the big event finally arrived, and everyone was stressed, especially you. You spent your days driving between the company and the place where the event would take place, coordinating and leading everything to make sure that everything would arrive in time and be well done.  On that night, you greeted people at the entrance, guiding them through the hall, sitting them at a specific table, your colleagues taking the lead. Hongjoong and his wife showed up with your daughter, placing them at a strategic place where you could see them, but San couldn’t. Your daughter looked extremely cute with her pinkish dress and her small ballet flats, softly dancing along with the jazzy music that was played. You managed to free yourself from your boss to come and quickly kiss her on the cheek, happy to see her.

“So that’s San, right?” Hongjoong asked as you hugged them. “That man over there?” his wife asked, eyes glowing. “Yes, that’s my boss,” you said with a shy smile, making sure that your hair was well fixed. “Y/N, you have a very good taste in men, damn,” she said, and you laughed, earning a side glance from Hongjoong. “I need to go, but if you could please keep it on the low, he doesn’t know about anything, and I don’t particularly want to explain everything tonight,” they nodded and kept your daughter close to them. You hugged them one last time as a colleague gestured to come back, waving one last time to your friends before hurrying back to the entrance. 

The event was going extremely well. You were a bit nervous to go on stage with San, you weren’t used to speaking in front of so many people, but you imagined yourself being in a conference room and it went a bit better. San’s presence next to you was reassuring, smiling at your friends as it was his turn to speak. Your eyes scanned the room, recognising a few loyal clients, offering them a warm smile. However, your smile instantly vanished as a familiar figure appeared in your field of vision.

Jongho was here, sat at a table with a few of his co-workers, as well as his boss. You didn’t remember sitting them at a table, and you got confused. You mindlessly applauded along with the crowd as your boss finished his speech, but you couldn’t put your heart to it, your mind too preoccupied with something else. 

You made sure that your boss’ microphone was turned off before telling him about your trouble.

“Tell me, that table n°15, I don’t remember inviting them,” you covered your mouth as you leant towards his ear, his eyes focusing on that said table. “They weren’t supposed to come, but they sent me a text that they finally could. Jihae sat them at this table.” You slowly nodded, and your eyes met Jongho’s, a pang in your chest made it suddenly hard to swallow. “Are you okay, Y/N?” Your boss asked, laying a reassuring hand on your arm. You nodded, but San’s eyes squinted and dragged you away from prying eyes. “Tell me what’s wrong,” his voice trailed, and you took a deep breath, worrying him, “you’ve been feeling bad since we talked about that table. Is there a man around it that made you feel uncomfortable?” “There is my ex-husband, I mean, my ex-boyfriend sat at that table,” you corrected yourself as San’s eyes widened at “husband”, making you look in his eyes. “Your ex-husband?” you nodded, and he sighed, looking up to check if anyone was spying on you. “I didn’t know we were doing business with him, I would’ve told you about it earlier if I knew,” you mumbled, and San shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. Are you okay now or do you want to take a walk outside?” “I think I'll be fine,” you said, avoiding his eyes as you weakly smiled. San didn’t like that your mind was elsewhere; he felt like he couldn’t help you, and that’s exactly what was currently happening. You briefly smiled at him as you cleared your throat, slowly walking away from him.

“Y/N?” he asked, and you turned around, your focus finally on him. “Yes?” “Is there something that you’re not telling me?” you almost took a step back but refrained yourself from doing so, but San caught it. You slowly shook your head with a smile, feigning ignorance. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you answered, voice wavering, heels clicking on the floor as you fled from his questioning.

You found solace in your friends’ presence, as well as your daughter’s. It was nice to have them here, but you weren’t as comfortable as you wished you’d be when your ex-husband was on the other side of the hall. Hongjoong acted as a control tower, innocently looking around regularly to see if Jongho would randomly show up.  San observed everything from afar, wondering which one of the three men could be your former husband. He doubtfully eyed them, everything clicking when one of the men and the young child you were carrying in your arms laughed at the same time.

They had the same smile. Both slightly throwing their head back as they laughed. There was no doubt left. It was your ex-husband, and that little girl was your daughter. He deeply sighed as he discovered the truth on his own, a bit disappointed that you didn’t trust him enough to tell him everything. 

“Dad, when you have a rough past, would you say it to your boss?” “Why that question? I’m your boss,” he remarked as he munched on the lobster. San hadn’t touched his plate, his focus shifting from Jongho, your daughter and you, who was sitting at a table not far from him. You were fake laughing with your colleagues and praising the food you had on your plate. He knew it was a fake laugh, because it wasn’t as melodious as it were when you were together. He had the habit to crack a few jokes here and there, your laugh being the most beautiful music he’s ever heard in his life.

“Just asking,” he said as he stabbed the rib steak with his fork, eyes never leaving your table. “I wouldn’t immediately say it to my boss, but I wouldn’t hide it either,” his father said after a few minutes sat in silence, which surprised San. He nodded and thanked his dad, who was suspiciously eyeing him. “You’re mysterious sometimes,” his father said as he shook his head, gulping a sip of red wine from his glass. “I know,” his son mindlessly answered and the father looked at his son as if he had gone completely crazy. San’s eyes never left the table your friends sat at, your daughter enjoying her precious time with your friends.

Areum took so many facial features from you, she looked like a mini version of you. She had traits that he didn’t recognise, probably coming from her father side. She looked well brought up, quiet and shy when people gently waved at her. 

You looked up from your wine glass and noticed San staring on his right, his eyes shifting to you, a light smirk tugging on his lips. You raised your glass with a smile, trying to show him that you were feeling better. He looked deep in thought, and that’s when you realised that he probably understood everything. Slowly, you turned around to look at where he was looking, and you met the sparkling eyes of your daughter, who enthusiastically waved at you with a smile. You winked at her and waved back, sending her a flying kiss. Turning around to look at your boss again, he gestured you by the head to stand up, to which you did. You waited for him to excuse himself from his father and you went together to your friends’ table.

There was no point in hiding anymore.

“Hongjoong, Hyunjae, this Choi San, my boss,” you said as Hongjoong’s eyes widened, swiftly swallowing what he was in his mouth. Hyunjae patted her mouth dry before smiling at the two of you. “And this is Areum, my daughter,” you said almost embarrassed, but Hyunjae looked at you with a comforting smile. San kneeled down to be at your daughter’s level, who kicked her legs in the air, getting shy in front of your boss.

“Hello, Areum,” he quietly said, and your daughter looked up when he mentioned her name, smiling when she saw the grin on his face. “Hello,” she shyly said, you and Hyunjae softly cooing at her behaviour. He shook her tiny hand, and she finally dared to look at him in the eyes, as you had taught her to do when you shook hands with someone. San chuckled at her behaviour and played with her leg, shocking everyone when Areum made grabby hands at him. You looked at Hyunjae, bewildered, and she had a hand covering her mouth. San smiled, scooping her in his arms, standing back up. Areum’s tiny arm was wrapped around his neck, and she looked at the crowd from his height. Your boss softly tickled her belly, only to have her shrieking and sinking her head in his neck. He laughed along with her, and so did you, the nervousness leaving your body as your boss teased your daughter. Hyunjae smirked at you, and you waved her off, trying to get your daughter back, but she refused to leave his arms. 

“She’s the cutest,” San mumbled, and you chuckled, following him as he started walking away from your friends’ table. They motioned you to go along as you weren’t moving, Hongjoong slightly pushing you to get into action. You found a bit strange the path that San was following, but you soon realised that it was strategic. Out of nowhere, he grabbed your hand and made you walk near the exit, your linked hands in a great display to your ex-husband. They stared at each other, yet didn’t say anything, but San made it clear to your ex-husband that there was no chance for him to have you back.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered in your ear, and you shivered, squeezing his hand with a nervous smile. “What? Really?” you said, trying to focus on him and not Jongho. “I think your daughter already adopted me, I have no other choice but date you,” he smirked and, once you were out of anyone’s field of vision, he swiftly kissed your cheek as if he was sealing his love for you, making your daughter laugh, getting tickled another time by your boss.

You couldn’t believe it.

[moonlightsolo]

bête noire

summary: After the mission with Kylo, you fall unconscious after an injury to your head. You wake up in the med ward needing Kylo by your side.

pairing: kylo ren x female reader

warnings: angst, lots of emotions, mention of needles, 

wc: 1.6k

note: hi i’m back to writing. i posted why i was gone here. sorry this is a short chapter, the other ones will make up for it! i love u all sm!! ty for waiting ♡

- chapter list -

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

The first thing that runs through your mind when you wake up is why the room smells so strongly like disinfectant. It’s making your head thump terribly or maybe it’s something else causing this migraine...

The ache behind your eyes worsens when your heavy eyelids lift to open. The light above you is much too bright. You groan and bring your hand up to shield your face but why does your wrist feel so heavy?

You peek at your hand, seeing that a tiny tube is lodged into the top of your hand and is taped securely against your skin. Your eyes follow the clear tube up to the connected bag full of liquid on a metal hook.

You finally realize that this is not your room. It’s a hospital room. Really?

The memories start to rush back; The mission, the fighting, the Resistance...

Panic strikes you and your breathing quickens while your eyes glance around the familiar room when they adjust to the light. Damn it!

You sigh and look up at the bright white ceiling. The soft beep from your heart monitor is making you angry, why is it to annoying?

The door opens, a woman walks in with a tray of syringes. “Oh, you’re awake?!” She says happily then scurries to your side.

“How’s your pain? One to ten.” She asks you to rate the pain you’re in.

“It’s a seven. Just my head. It hurts.” Your voice is hoarse, “Do you have water?”

She nods as she writes down on a little notepad, “Yes, let me administer some pain medication through your IV first.” She grabs a syringe and connects it to the tube.

She slowly pushes it into your body, you can feel the medicine traveling through your veins. It’s a cold feeling that soothes you.

You almost sigh in relief, “Thank you.”

The nurse smiles and nods as she walks over to the sink to get you a cup of water. “Drink this slowly. You may get nauseous at first.” She hands you the styrofoam cup carefully.

Once your hand wraps around it, you bring the rim to your lips to take a big gulp.

The cold liquid travels down into your stomach, the feeling makes you want to hurl.

The nurse takes it from your hands and lays it down on a little table, “You know the man that brought you in, the Supreme Leader... I’ve never seen him while working here. I’ve only heard rumors that he is scary and tall. A very powerful individual.” Her voice trails off and you go to tell her how wrong she is but she continues.

“But, when he came in with you yesterday. All of those rumors felt like lies. I’ve never seen someone so scared to lose someone. Everybody on this ship are emotionless and stone cold. Be lucky that he loves you like that. Don’t get me wrong, he is still very tall and intimidating.” She chuckles as her hands move around to take care of you.

The words make your heart flutter in the best way possible. She smiles even more at your reaction, “Wait, where is he?” You ask and she perks up.

“I should probably go alert him that you’re awake now, hm? If you need anything press the nurse button on the side of the bed.” She says as she walks out of the room.

You take a deep breath, wishing you could just be somewhere else than this hospital room. It’s boring and it’s letting in bad memories of last time you were in a hospital room on a ship like this.

Slowly, your emotions take over your senses again. Your hands are shaking, your bottom lip quivers and your eyes are filling up with tears.

The last time you were in a room like this, it was against your will. You’re grateful he saved your life but what would have happened if he didn’t?

Then you remember Ailla, your previous nurse and her floating assistant droid. Your first and only friends you’ve made on a ship like this. The last time you saw her was when you were taken by the stormtroopers and put into a holding cell.

Kylo was so different back then. He was rude and cold to you. He starved you until you gave into his ultimatum to join the First Order and somehow you even fell in love with him. 

He’s become more open with his emotions, letting you know when he’s happy and that he loves you and you’ve gave birth to his children. It’s insane how the universe works.

You let out a shaky breath you didn’t know you were holding. You’re glad you took the opportunity or you wouldn’t have your two sweet little babies. You’d probably be dead.

Your eyes fly open, taking a sharp breath as you look around your room. You fell asleep. The lights in the room have been dimmed but you spot a dark figure sitting on a chair in the corner. His head is hanging as he his elbows rest against his knees. It’s Kylo.

It’s almost like he knew you‘re awake, his head snaps up then he stands to walk quickly over to the side of the bed. His hand grasps yours instantly, “I didn’t want to wake you. You seemed so peaceful.” He mumbles, you squeeze his hand in response. 

“How long were you waiting?” You ask softly, your voice is timid and still hoarse.

“Only about forty-five minutes.” He nods his head slowly, his dark eyes look over you in the bed. “I didn’t want any of this to happen.”

You grumble softly to yourself, making his head pick up to give you a confused look. “How are the kids?” You change the subject.

His facial features soften but his eyebrows are still furrowed in thought, “They’re fine. I have the droid watching them for the time being. I’ve had things to do around the ship.” His thumb absentmindedly rubs across the skin on your hand and over the medical tape holding the IV in place.

“I don’t want you to come with me anymore on these missions. It’s not safe and I don’t want anything to happen to you again.” His eyes glance at you before returning down to your joined hands, almost like he didn't want to see your response.

“What? No, Kylo. I’m not doing that, I want to be by your side.” You scoff and shake your head. You attempt to scoot your body up so you could sit up but some wires kept you tied down. His eyes fall over your pained face.

“I want to go back with you. We were so powerful together, didn’t you feel it?” You’re almost begging him by now.

“There’s no doubt that we were powerful beside each other but it’s not safe.” He replies coldly. “I said no.” He’s serious now.

Your eyes squint into slits, your mouth hangs ajar for a moment then closes. “Well, I don’t agree with you.” You blurt out, making him take a sharp deep breath through this nose, making his nostrils flare.

“You need to listen to me, Y/N. You’re not leaving this ship unless it’s approved by me.” His voice raises which makes you angrier.

“You can’t hold me against my will anymore.” You spit back angrily which makes him groan. He pulls his hand away from yours to take a step back from the bed, his hands rub over his face in frustration.

“Why do you have to be so stubborn?!” He yells into the air, the veins popping out in his neck as he stares at the ceiling. Your body winces at the sudden raise of his voice.

“I am not stubborn. I just want to be able to use that kind of power! I think it’s unfair that you’re going to withhold me from bettering myself.” You push a button so the bed would sit you up.

“See, that’s why I don’t want you to. It’s not making you become a better you,” 

His voice lowers almost to a whisper, “The power you yield is incredibly dangerous and it will corrupt your mind. All you will think about is that one thing. You’ll forget about your children, you’ll forget about me. You’ll turn into this person that everyone fears. Do you really want that?”

The change of emotion in the room makes your face go completely still as you stare at him, the tears break free from your waterline when you try to blink them away. Your bottom lip subtly quivers as your emotions flood your body.

“I’ll come by later to take you back to our quarters.” He stands up straight, his dark eyes glance over your features then he turns to walk out of the room.

When the door closes behind him, you let out a sob. Your arms wrap around your body to try and console yourself, your knees slide up so you could cradle them against your chest.

Why does life have to be this way? Why can’t you just exclaim your feelings and not be told you’re wrong?

Your eyes catch something laying on a table beside your bed. It’s your pile of clothes you were wearing when you were brought in, your dusty saber is laying on top of the equally dirty clothes.

Maybe you could just leave now and not wait for him. Although that will piss him off even more.

You gulp and shake your head. There’s no reason to do that to him and betray his orders once again.

You slowly feel your emotions wear off, your body becomes cold and distant from your own conscience. It feels almost as if you turned your emotion switch off in your brain, but why would you do that?

You’ll just have to wait for Kylo to come fetch you from the med ward. Hopefully, everything will be back to normal soon.

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[panlight]

what do you think of Charlie and Bella’s relationship throughout the books? I feel like she barely knows him as she only sees him a few weeks a year then all of the sudden they’re so incredibly close and he can’t bear to let her go? I’ve always resented this somewhat as clearly he wasn’t willing to move his life for her when she was a child growing up without him (I know at first SM said his parents were sick but after??) Still loved Charlie until the “good for you kid” after Jacob kisses her

My assumption is that Charlie was originally written that way to further set Bella up as this alienated, lonely person who didn’t fit in anywhere and didn’t have much to leave behind when she eventually became a vampire. Emmett had to leave behind a big family of loving parents and lots of siblings. Rosalie had to leave her parents and brothers.  Bella had her mom she moved away from, a step-father she seemed largely indifferent to, and a dad she barely knew. This is a character specifically designed to be able to leave it all behind with minimal angst. But I think the slow development of a genuine connection between Bella and Charlie (the movies, IMO, did a better job of highlighting this than the books. I distinctly remember seeing the first movie and thinking like ‘they actually made her relationship with Charlie a B story and it worked’) might have taken even SM by surprise. I’ve mentioned before how her sort of stream of consciousness writing is one of the strengths of Twilight but also one of the downfalls because I think things get away from her.  I think Jacob/Bella got away from her in the middle books (I mean if she planned Jacob imprints on Nessie all along WHY go there at all?!) and I think the relationship with Charlie got more real to her than she may have originally intended since this is a fantasy romance and not some divorced family reconnecting drama

And the whole situation with Charlie and Renee when Bella was a baby was just . . . strange. I get they rushed into things and I get that he had ill/dying parents and that Renee hated the Forks weather but I think it might have worked better if they were just genuinely incompatible personality-wise rather than broken apart by circumstances like these.  In many cases you can change circumstances or at least wait them out, “Renee, let’s just stay here for a year while I arrange nursing care for my parents and find a new job” or whatever. But loving someone but just not being able to live with/get along with them is a much harder thing to ‘fix’ and trying to wait it out probably just makes it worse. 

[cdfreak]

1! (Not a 7 or 3)

cordelia!! i love her sm shes one of my faves :-3

doll maker used https://meiker.io/play/11592/online.html

shes chubby and a bit muscular but the doll maker only has one body type :-(

ok, coredlias 35. she’s bisexual and married to Kaz! She might be trans idk tho i wanna make sure im not playing into transmisogynistic stereotypes before i make that Official tm

shes half feline (spop has no official name for that species so ??? idk what else to call it but. just wanna make it clear. i mean feline as in catras species not as in one of her parents is a literal cat) and 1/4 shapeshifter and 1/4 elf! because shes only a fourth shapeshifter, and she never rlly learned to use the power growing up, its very difficult to shapeshift for her and she doesn't do it unless she like rlly has to. plus shes happy with her body the way it is, she doesn't rlly wanna change anything. shes an incredibly talented healer (some of that might come from cool elf powers but idk 👀👀) and was the one to nurse Sonya back to health after she almost fucking died. also she ends up taking care of zusk a lot because of his whole need to prove himself. shes also incredibly talented with the bow and arrow!

shes very kind and patient, and gives incredibly advice, second only to ziri’s. if any of the younger gang members are being fucking stupid tho shell put her foot down and tell them 2 cut it out. she gives the best hugs on the planet and is always there for u if u want some comfort. shes been in the gang for 14 years and when Deryns mom died and Pyro was dealing with his own grief she was there, comforting him and teaching him how to manage his anxiety, telling him stories so he could fall back asleep after a nightmare.

i think I've mentioned this before but! shes very close to sonya! they spend a lot of time together. Cordelias teaching her how to use a bow and arrow, and sonyas kind of shit at it but its fun! they like to go on walks together and test each other on their plant identification knowledge klfjsdfjsdf

i don't have a ton of backstory for her yet unfortunately but ill rb if i think of any!

[ironwoman18]

The Worst Third Date Ever part 19

Chapter 19: Confessions x Dates x Decisions

The next day, the doctor informed Spencer that he can leave that afternoon because his MRI was clean and he was more like himself.

Max went to his apartment to get him some clothes and to leave her suitcase in there. Then she drove back and find him with her dad and sisters.

"So maybe we can watch the movie when you get better" said Dom

"Which movie dad?" Max asked as she walked in.

"Psycho. Spencer wanted to watch it... again and I'm sure Eloise will love it" his youngest daughter rolled her eyes laughing.

"Sure dad, we will see" they all laughed "well I guess you have to leave now, Spencer will leave this place in an hour right?"

"Yeah. I will stay with him all his medical leave"

"Ok, take care Spencer and take it easy" he nodded then the Brenner family hugged him then Max and left the room.

"I brought you some clothes. So while I sign up some papers and the doctor gives me the instructions we have to follow during this month, you change and I will come back to go to my car"

"Ok" he smiled and stood up holding her hand then she left him.

At the nurse station the doctor made her sign the papers of his discharge and said to her "ok Ms Brenner. He can't do heavy exercises or lifting heavy things, he can't drive during this week, he can't watch movies with light effects like The Incredibles 2, he will need a healthy diet and do some mental exercise, maybe two hours so he doesn't get exhausted. He can't drink coffee only green tea or chamomile but no coffee, at least for this month and no alcohol" she nodded looking at the list the doctor gave her "I talked to Doctor Hank Thompson to check him in two weeks. He's a neurologist and after he said his brain is out of danger, we can let him do more things"

"Ok perfect. The alcohol will be easy because he doesn't drink it but coffee will be a challenge"

"You can do it. I trust you" Max laughed gently and nodded.

"Thank you doctor. Can I call if I have a question?"

"Of course and take care of yourself and him" Max nodded and went back to his room.

When she arrived he was sitting on the couch and looking at her "are we ready?"

Max nodded "yes let's go handsome. I have to get some stuffs at the store and guess what? You are coming with me" he laughed and stands up then held her hand and both walked to the door as she explained everything the doctor said.

"Yeah I imagined they would say I can't drink coffee. I stopped it when I was having migraines a few years ago but when I got better I started to drink it again" he smiled at her.

"Good" they arrived to her car and she opened the passenger door for him then went to the driver side and got in.

"It was weird" she laughed at that.

"Yeah, normally it was you, my sweet gentleman, who opened the door for me" she held his hand gently and kissed it "but don't worry, in a week you will be able to drive again and be my gentleman again"

He smiled and held her face with his free hand and kissed her, then she started the car and got out of the hospital parking lot.

She drove to a market close to his apartment and parked there. Then they bought some food the doctor recommended and, of course, Spencer gave her facts about each of them and how they will help him.

Then she paid and they left and some minutes later they were in his apartment, she forced him to lay down while she put the food in the fridge and the meat in the freezer.

She later walked in and saw him sleeping, she smiled and decided to cook dinner. So Max walked back to the kitchen and started to make a soup, salad and meatballs.

She was focused in and she did not listened to him walk in "hey Max"

She jumped scared "Spencer... you scared me, how are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling good and I'm sorry if I scared you. You were so focus that you didn't listen me walk in" he sat down looking at her as she cook "what are you cooking?"

She explained the menu and he just nodded and smiled at her "Spencer, what do you plan to do after this medical leave?"

He looked at her then down biting his lip "well I'm still thinking. Because in my unconsciousness I... I have one of those... um... you know close death experience" she lifted her eyebrow "I know it sounds weird but I had it and I saw Maeve, a woman I was in love but she died in front of me the first time we saw each other" he could read her expression of confusion "she had been stalking by someone. At the moment we thought it was a man but them we discovered it was a woman who was upset because she didn't accept her PhD thesis"

"Just because of that?"

"Yes, because her thesis was about a personal theme so she won't accept a no because it means her believes would crumble"

"Wow... you have a deal with all kind of freaks in this world"

He laughed and nods "oh if I told you... I think you would lose hope in humanity" she laughed softly "ok back to the main idea... she asked in this hallucination I was doing what I love"

"And what do you love exactly?"

"Well I love studying, teaching, books, make the difference, make connections, hope, I love you" she blushed softly "so I think I'm doing some of them but I feel like the BAU is a double-edged sword because I make the difference but at the same time it kills part of me... metaphorically speaking"

"Well not so metaphorically..."

"True" he smiled looking down "the thing is that I have three options. The first is leave the BAU, the second is stay as a consultant source which means I don't need to be with the team to help them, and the third one is stay as a field agent"

"Ok... I like the second" she said getting out of the oven the meatballs and placed them in the tomatoes sauce "but is it what you want?"

"I think that option is the safest for me and for our relationship, because this job also taught me that couples normally never last with such schedules"

"You know I will support you whichever you decided to do Spence" she walked to him and sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck "I love you and, for me, you are a hero for what you did, do and will do" she kisses him.

He hugged her "thank you for this, and I will make the right choice"

"The right choice is the one you feel happy and you feel comfortable with"

"You are so intelligent" he smiled and she blushed.

"I will finish these food so we can eat then we can cuddle, maybe watch a movie" he nodded then she stood up and went to the stove to finished the food"

Some minutes later they both eat what she cooked. Spencer then helped her to wash the dishes and both went to his bedroom, changed their clothes and laid there together.

They hugged and she rubbed softly his hair until he fell asleep then she did.

They spent that week playing board games, doing light walks around where he lives and watching movies in streaming.

When Spencer was allowed to drive again, he invited Max on a date. He took her to Williamsburg, they spent the day there watching the museums and going on tours around there.

It was a historical place and they have fun watching some historical representation before they headed to a restaurant.

The restaurant had Virginia typical dishes and the decorations were typical of the 18th century.

They ate their dinner there and then he drove back to DC.

"Did you have fun?" He asked as he drove.

"Yeah, I loved all the esthetic of that place, it's all on point of that period of time. Even the painting they picked to decorate it"

"Yeah and with the old English accent and words. Very accurate" he smiled.

"We are history nerds, aren't we?" She laughed and he followed her.

"Yes I think we are" the rest of the ride back home was in silence. When they reach DC he took the way to the park where they met.

"Um... where are you going?" She asked a little lost because his house was the other way.

"I'm heading somewhere else before we go back home"

She lifted her eyebrow but did not say anything else. He drove some more and parked his car at the park where they met.

"Want to walk around?" She looked around and nodded. He got out the car and walked to her door and opens it, he held her hand and they walked to the park.

They walked in silence, not an awkward but comfortable, they got the the food truck Spencer found her after leaving the hospital.

"Do you want a coffee?" She looked up at him lifting an eyebrow "I won't drink one, I will order hot chocolate or tea" she laughed and nodded so he walked there, ordered and pay then wait for them.

He walked back to her and handed her cup "so why are we here Spencer?" He looked at her innocently "oh don't give me that look. I can tell something is up"

"Why do you think something is happening?"

"Just tell me"

He sighed and drank some more of his chocolate "ok Max" he looked at her "I love you and I wanted to brought you here because this place is full of good memories and that's what makes people happy... and did you know that sm..."

"Spence... I love when you ramble and give me useful facts but... go straight to the point"

"Ok" he took a deep breath and moved his hand to her hair, to places a lock of hair behind her ear. He did an extra move of his wrist and when he moved his hand away there was the ring Diana gave him, Max looked at it and covered her mouth with her hand "remember what I told you that day in my kitchen a week ago?" She nodded with some tears "well I made the decision to do one of the things that I love... I love you and I don't want to lose time, especially after what happened to me a week and 4 days ago so..." he held her hand and looked in her eyes "Maxine Brenner, will you marry me?"

There was a silence, a long one for a nervous Spencer, he was holding his breath and then she nodded "yes, I will Spencer" he smiled and put the ring on her finger then they kissed.

OOooOOooOO

I would like to thank Bohogal1998 for the idea of Williamsburg. I had to do some research and summon my inner Spencer Reid to throw some facts to you.

I hope you liked it and that you find this cute and sweet. The magic trick to propose was something I had in my mind for a while and I hope I did it alright.

I would like some options of universities in Washington or Virginia because I will stick with the canon about part time consulting and teaching, also because I love Reid teacher.

Read you soon.

[xiubaek-13]

Lost In Translation - Chapter 17 - A Stiff Virus

Requested: No Genre: Canon-AU Pairing: ? (at this stage undecided) x Reader

Warnings: Smut, roleplay, sex toys.

Word Count: 2,753

It was pleasant to wake up without a set schedule for the day. You knew EXO were busy with a couple of TV appearances and 2 photo shoots all day so you were off the hook for any lesson requests until the evening. You laid in bed for about an hour before finally getting up to shower. Your need for coffee was greater than the need for comfort. You got dressed and headed out to grab yourself a coffee and snack. You took your time walking back to the apartment building, it was a lovely day out so you walked along the Han River enjoying the beauty of the neighbourhood.

There was a box waiting for you at the front desk when you headed out for your morning coffee. When you asked when it had arrived the desk clerk told you that the night manager had taken it but hadn't left a name. You shrugged and took the box up to your room as you tried to work out what it could be. It's not a care package from home because there are no air mail stamps on it...only Mr. Kim, YG & SM have my address, so it's gotta be from them right? Whoever had sent it, you were curious as to why it was so important that it had to be delivered in the middle of the night. It was already 1am when you had gotten in last night and the night clerk hadn't said anything then so you figured it was delivered after that but before 6am when the night clerk finishes his shift.

As soon as you opened the package you guessed who had left it for you. Not what I would have picked, how interesting. You kinky fucker. Chanyeol had bought you a nurses outfit which would barely cover you. It was a tight white latex dress with red trim and a red cross over the left chest area. It had a v neck that would show off your ample cleavage. It was also incredibly short.  And of course there was a small latex nurse hat. Ok so obviously he wants me to wear this for him... uh when would be helpful Chanyeol. You looked in the box again and found a small envelope at the bottom. Maybe he did leave you a note after all. You opened the envelope and found a key to his studio and a piece of paper that said Doctor Appointment at 7pm. You. Kinky. Fucker. He wanted to role play? You smirked. Oh he had no idea what he was in for now.

You spent the day  pampering yourself to prepare for the evenings activities. By the time 5pm came around your skin was smooth & soft and your nails matched the red trim of the dress Chanyeol had gotten you. You started to get ready and as you did your makeup and got dressed, the anticipation started to grow. You didn't know if he had ever done role play before but you had some experience at it so you were feeling confident that you could fulfil his fantasy for the evening.

The dress lay on the bed in front of you, you'd put red lace lingerie and white thigh high stockings on, completing the 'sexy nurse' look. The dress fit you like a glove and just barely covered the tops of your thighs. You threw the hat and a few other things in a bag and went searching for a long trench in your closet so that no one would see your outfit on your way over to Chanyeol's studio. You threw on your red heels and headed out to the cab that was waiting for you.

As you sat in the cab you felt your phone buzzing. You were not surprised to see that Baekhyun was texting you. This kid seemed to pick the worst times to try and talk to you lately.

Unknown - Wanna tell me why my roommate  was so hyper last night when he got home? OR why he is trying to rush through our 'work' today?

Y/N - He learnt some things last night, no idea why he was hyper though. Why would I know why he's trying to rush through today's work?

Unknown - I just get the feeling that you know, or have something to do with it.

Y/N - Nope. Can't say that I do. Heading out to dinner and movies with friends so I won't be able to answer. Cya :)

Unknown - But I'll be bored later, will you answer me then?

Y/N - You might have to find your own fun for tonight. I'll answer you when I'm free.

The cab pulled up at the studio right on 6pm, giving you ample time to prepare the room. You used the key to gain access to Chanyeol's studio then headed straight for his bedroom. You pulled out a stethoscope and a few other medical instruments, some less medical and more pleasurable and put them on a tray on the bedside table. Then you stripped the bed and put new white sheets and white blanket on the bed and tucked them in. You placed a clipboard at the end of the bed with the mock patient form you'd made then headed to the bathroom to touch up your makeup, put on your hat and set up one final surprise for Chanyeol.

At 6:55 you took your place at the small desk that you'd moved next to the doorway and say down, pretending to write in medical files. At 7pm on the dot Chanyeol entered his studio and you fought to hide your smile and get into character. You had placed the key to the studio where he would see it and by the chuckle you heard from the foyer you figured he'd seen it. He appeared in the doorway and you heard the intake of breath when he saw you sitting at the desk. You looked up at him and closed the file you had in front of you. "Excuse me, do you have an appointment?"

He stood there silently looking at you, his eyes definitely not focusing on your face. The view he had of your chest was driving him wild. Finally he noticed your unimpressed stare and it registered with him that you'd asked a question. "Sorry, I'm not feeling well so I'm a bit slow today. I have a 7 o'clock appointment with the doctor. Is he here?"

You shook your head. "No the doctor had to leave, emergency surgery came up. He left me in charge to see his patients. Come in and sit on the edge of the bed so I can take a look at you." You stood and walked past Chanyeol so that you could close the door behind him. You caught him staring at you with his mouth hanging open so you motioned towards the bed. He sat on the edge as you requested and you stood in front of him, putting your chest at his eye level. "Now, please tell me what seems to be the problem."

"Well nurse, I have been feeling warm all day and my face keeps going red. I can feel my heart beating too fast, I'm short of breath and I keep getting stiff muscles. I'm worried that I'm quite sick." He looked up at you trying his best to look concerned about his health. He had a poor poker face because you could only see lust on his face but you played along. If he managed to play along for as long as he could this reward would be better for both of you.

"That does sound serious. I'll have to do a full examination so I will need you to remove your clothing and hop under the covers. I'll go and prepare the instruments I'll need for the examination, please let me know when you are ready for me to proceed." You walked around to the other side of the bed to the tray you had set up earlier and picked up the stethoscope.  

"Nurse?"

"Yes?"

"I'm ready. Please help me." You turned and faced Chanyeol who was now lying down, propped up on a few pillows. Through the blanket you could see he was already getting hard. You leant across to the end of the bed to reach your clipboard, causing your dress to ride up a little, exposing your ass in full view of Chanyeol. You heard the intake of breath and smiled to yourself before turning around to face him.

"Oh my, you really are experiencing breathing problems. Let's check your heart first and see if we can't work out the issue."  You pressed the stethoscope to his back and asked him to breathe in, he did as he was told. "Hmm, your heart is beating a little too fast for my liking. I don't think it's the biggest concert we have but it's definitely something to keep an eye on."

"Yes nurse. I am feeling to warm and my muscles are so stuff. Can you please help me?" You smiled warmly at him and picked up a small remote from the tray and placed it in his hand.

"I can. I just need to go get a washcloth so that I can cool your skin down after taking your temperature. Hold on to this remote. It's very very important. This is the call button for me. If you press it, it lets me know that you need me. I'll be right back." You headed towards the bathroom to grab a damp cloth. You intended to clean every inch of Chanyeol's body.

When you returned you were holding your red lace panties in one hand and a small bowl of warm water in the other. "N-nurse, that is not a washcloth."

You looked at your panties. "Oh this? Well all the washcloths were dirty so I've had to improvise. I hope you are ok with that." Chanyeol nodded. "Good." You placed a hand against his forehead and lightly dragged it down his cheek, neck and chest. "Oh my, you are warm. Let's wash you to cool you down. Then we'll work on that stiff muscle." The sound Chanyeol made as you dragged the sheets down the bed was almost a growl. You felt heat pouring into your core. When you looked down he was rock hard. "Oh my! We had better deal with this muscle first." You ran a finger up his length causing him to moan loudly. "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts when it's not being touched." You removed your heels and climbed up onto the bed and straddled him, with your back facing him. You moved your panties over his abs and down to his thighs, ignoring his hardness. A frustrated groan came from behind you.

"Am I missing the sore spot?" You asked innocently as you once again moved your panties down to his thigh without touching him where he wanted it most.

Chanyeol groaned from behind you. "Yes, maybe you aren't close enough to see properly?"  You leant down so that he could feel your breath on his cock."There you go, do you see now?" You moved your panties across the base of his cock and gave the tip a kitten lick. "Fuck."

"I think I see now. Don't forget to let me know when you need me. I'll just clean you up for now though." You stuck your ass out further so that your dress rode up over your cheeks, exposing you to Chanyeol. You  grazed his balls with your panties and gave his tip another kitten lick. You felt Chanyeol's fingers running up your wetness as his husky voice said "I think you need to touch it more." You let go of the panties and took his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head. Chanyeol thrust a finger into your soaking core, the sudden pleasure causing you to take more of him into your mouth. You bobbed up and down on his length, swirling your tongue and hollowing your cheeks as you came back up. With a pop you let him fall from your mouth.  "Nurse, is something wrong? It hurts again now that you stopped. It was just starting to feel so much better too. His husky voice whined from behind you.

"I stopped because you were not calling your nurse properly. Remember the button I told you about? I need you to press it when I do something to make your muscle hurt less ok?"

"Yes nurse." He picked up the remote and waited for you to take his length back into your mouth. Instead you gripped his length with one hand and started to pump him up and down. He groaned behind you and pressed the button. The jolt of pleasure that rocked through you caused you to buck your hips involuntarily and a moan escaped your lips. You heard him chuckle behind you. "Now nurse, that is a very personal call button." Then he plunged two fingers into you, the pleasure was almost unbearable.

You moaned again and took his length back into your mouth. Chanyeol was finding his rhythm now that he'd worked out that the remote controlled the butterfly vibrator you were wearing. He was timing it's vibrations to match the thrusting of his fingers. You weren't going to last much longer, he had worked out his unrelenting rhythm a lot faster than you expected and you were coming undone above him. You moaned sending vibrations down his cock and you swallowed around him, using your spare hand to fondle his balls. "FUCK, that feels so good nurse, fucking hell. So good." You felt his hips buck as you repeated this motion a few times before you felt him pulling you back off him. He spun you around so that you were facing him. His hair was stuck to his forehead and his eyes were darker than you'd ever seen them. He was panting as he forced the words out. "Nurse. I think there is one more thing you can do that will fix my problem. " He raised an eyebrow at you and you positioned yourself over his cock. You helped line him up with your entrance and you slowly sank down over his hard length. You stilled when he was all the way in so that you could give your body a moment to adjust to his size.

Chanyeol had other ideas. He smirked at you and pressed the button on the remote causing your walls to tighten around him. He grabbed your hips and helped you get moving. You rode him faster and faster, chasing your own release, your little role play forgotten.  "Fuck, Chanyeol. Fuck me harder. Please!" He growled and slammed himself into you as you brought yourself down on him. He held you in place as he thrusted up into you at a brutal pace. "Fuck, yes! Like that, fuck Chanyeol. I'm not going to last much longer. You feel so fucking good."

Chanyeol flipped you over so that he was on top and he lifted your legs so that your ankles were resting on his shoulders. He snapped his hips forward going even deeper than he had been before. You felt his pace starting to get erratic, a sign that he was close to finding his release. You moaned his name over and over as your orgasm hit. He kept thrusting into you while you rode out your orgasm but because the butterfly vibrator was still going you never came down from it. He thrusted deeper than before and came, finally turning your vibrator off so that you could come down from your high.

Your throat was hoarse but you found your voice after a few minutes. "Well, that seems to have help loosen that stiff muscle. Are you feeling better now?"

You looked up at Chanyeol who now had a fucked out grin on his face. "Yes nurse. Thank you for helping me, I guess I really have got a happy virus." You both started laughed and you lightly hit him for such a lame joke.

As you moved to leave you reminded Chanyeol that he could not tell anyone what had happened until they had also received their reward. You didn’t want everyone picking the same thing and you wanted to keep it as a surprise for each member. He agreed but he refused to return your panties. Pervert.

Masterpost | Chapter 16 | Chapter 18

[rosyyeols]

Bias tag!

Thank you for the tag @j-ngin88 !!!

Rules: list 10 biases and then answer the questions

These aren't in any particular order

1. Wheein (Mamamoo)

2. Irene (Red Velvet)

3. Hoshi (Seventeen)

4. Baekhyun (EXO)

5. Suga (BTS)

6. Taeyong (NCT)

7. WinWin (NCT)

8. Woosung (The Rose)

9. Jae (Day6)

10. Gdragon (BigBang)

Between 1 and 4 who would you rather kiss?

Wheein vs Baekhyun

Wheein is my queen whomst I love but I would do anything for Baekhyun's lips 🥺

Between 2 and 7 who do you think would be your best friend?

Irene vs WinWin

This is incredibly hard because they are both so pretty that I'd forget how to breathe around them sksksk but probably.... Irene

Between 5 and 10 who has the better voice?

Suga vs Gdragon

Of course I have to choose between rappers I like both of their voices but sometimes Jiyong's tone is a bit too harsh for my taste so we'll go with Yoongi (his voice is incredible in Untitled though)

Between 1 and 8 who’s the funniest?

Wheein vs Woosung

I'm going to go with Woosung because this boy exudes crackhead energy. He really said "Yay, we get a prize is it a fridge" I -

Between 6 and 9 who would you date?

Taeyong vs Jae

They are both my baby boys I'm disgusted that I have to pick between them :((( Taeyongie I guess because Jae would also make the greatest best friend in the whole world

Between 9 and 10 who would you collab with?

Jae vs Gdragon

They are both incredible songwriters but I'd probably go with Jae because we could make some great coffeehouse vibe songs 😔 me and him n his guitar against the world

Between 4 and 8 who’s the better dancer?

Baekhyun vs. Woosung

MAIN DANCER BYUN ALL THE WAY. In that April Fool's vid though Woosung was really killing it 🤟

Between 3 and 5 who would you most likely marry?

Hoshi vs Suga

Hng this one is so hard but probably Hoshi because I feel like we'd work well together? From past experience my best romantic endeavors have been with people who are opposites from me and he's about as opposite as you can get.

Between 1 and 7 who would you nurse when sick?

Wheein vs. WinWin

Sicheng because Wheein can probably take care of herself 🙃 I'll bring her some soup tho

Between 2 and 3 who has the better smile?

Irene vs Hoshi

I'm in love with Miss Irene's stunning smile but I am also completely taken with Soonyoung's little teeth 🥺 I love his teeth sm I could write a paragraph

Between 6 and 8 who would you rather vacation with?

Taeyong vs Woosung

Woosung 😔 when he was with Coco and they did that tour thing I cried. Imagine him serving boyfriend looks the whole time, saying hi to the dogs you pass and excitedly chattering about the sights, being so tired on the way home and falling asleep on your shoulder 🤧

Uhhh I'm not sure who hasn't already done this so @fruitymingi @whitenoise-exo @solokyung and anyone else 💓