#{ opening the forbidden book????? ok }

[thisisthethanksiget]

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anonymous asked: does his majesty kiss men . the public needs to know .

❝ "His majesty" is loyal to her highness. ❞

[...Though that hadn't always been the case, at least before he'd founded his kingdom. He may or may not have had several torrid love affairs with men -- not that the public needed to know that. The illusion of a perfect king would be better maintained if he remained faithful to his queen; pretending that his relationship with Queen Amaya had been his only relationship also sold the illusion of "true love." It was better this way.]

❝ That's all you need to know. ❞

[xxlady-lunaxx]

(DOMESTIC) SANEGIYUU HEADCANONS

Sanemi is ALWAYS the one cooking

I’m sorry but I can only see Giyuu fucking up scrambled eggs or something. Sanemi cooks (or bakes) like a professional

Giyuu having a bedhead (he’s adorable) and Sanemi waking him up by either:

throwing a pillow on his face

running his hands through his hair and a “good morning, shithead”

One or the other, no in betweens

Sanemi usually does the chores like laundry, cooking, etc (malewife<33)

Giyuu can do things if given clear instructions tho

Hmm showering together just as a habit

If either of them were mad at the other (or they js fought) before bed, they’ll probably distance themself on the futon

When they wake up they’re always cuddling though

ouugh yes they share a bed

(it was so awkward at first like “ok… i’ll have this side” but then they got comfy and steal each other’s pillows (so romantic smh))

Sanemi definitely holds a longer grudge

Giyuu gets upset if he gets ignore too long, though, and Sanemi eventually caves

Why do I feel like Sanemi would just take pictures or videos of Giyuu randomly

When he’s asleep, when he’s just woken up, when he’s eating, doesn’t matter

Because Sanemi’s in charge of meals usually, Giyuu only gets salmon daikon once a week (which is already a lot as is, but he begs Sanemi for it so…)

Sanemi used to braid/put up his siblings hair a lot and when the two are cuddling, sometimes he makes little braids in Giyuu’s hair, or pulls it up in a high ponytail (often Giyuu wakes up with braids and his hair gets a lil wavy when he takes it out later)

Giyuu’s the baby in the relationship you cant change my mind. He’s the little spoon; he’s being carried because he’s tired; he’s given breakfast in bed.

Sanemi honestly doesn’t mind (he’s used to this) but likes teasing Giyuu about it

Giyuu has a bow of Tsutako’s (he stole a spare) and wears it to formal places always. (job interview? bow. prom? bow. work? bow.)

Sometimes Giyuu helps Sanemi hang up the laundry but they somehow end up hugging always (Giyuu goes on the other side of the clothing line and ThEIr lEgS juST mOVed By THemSElf)

On weekends, when there’s nothing to do, Sanemi will just scroll through his phone and Giyuu watching TV

Giyuu can NEVER not fall asleep during a movie though. depends on the day but he’ll either fall asleep 20 mins in or half way through

Sanemi doesn’t really watch movies and just slowly turns down the volume then off to not startle him awake

I can see Sanemi just volunteering to babysit for their friends (for free<3) and just having a box full of children’s toys for when they come over

Giyuu once overfed a baby to near sickness (“I thought her grabby hands were for more :(“ - “YOU IDIOT, SHE WAS TRYING TO PUSH AWAY THE BOTTLE!!”) and was thereafter forbidden to care for the children (unless they were older than, like, 12)

After a stressful day at work, Giyuu likes flopping down on the couch and having Sanemi run his hands through his hair and hum a bit, maybe small talk

I think Giyuu is actually an open book and horrible at hiding his emotions (like canonically as a child he was like that, only the deaths changed him sooo) whilst Sanemi is better at hiding things

But like after years of living with Sanemi/js being with him, Giyuu has been able to see small telltales

When he’s lying, Sanemi’s eyes flick every so slightly away (so subtly that only a few have caught it before), when he’s upset, he’s a little clingier or his voice is calmer (though many people interpret it as tiredness), when he’s angry but trying to stay calm he’ll probably have a lot of clenched fists (his hand opening and closing x100) but behind his back haha

Why can I see them both as dry texters tho.

Giyuu tries to sound more upbeat by adding emojis/emoticons but overall it’s basically just “Ok 😁👍❤️😋😚✨🎆🎉🎊🎏🍩🔥” // 😭 yeah he doesn’t have a lot of people to text…

I can also see Sanemi being a little old fashioned in a way, idk… He knows perfectly fine how to use a phone and shit but for some time mostly sent letters (except for casual/small talk ofc)

ok that’s it i can’t think of anything else anymore!!

[sugdenlovesdingle]

If you’re still taking prompts, Tommy spending time with Maddie?

Oh I like this!

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"At least this time it was planned." Maddie offered

"Yeah... And the nurse did say everything is going according to plan earlier."

"But you still worry."

"Yeah." Tommy chuckled. "I convinced him to get it done now so he'd be back on his feet by the time the little one starts walking."

Maddie smiled and rubbed her pregnant belly.

"Yeah I think he is looking forward to meeting his family. He's about to walk right out of there in a minute. Jee wasn't this restless."

"I guess he takes after his father then. I've never known Howie to be calm and relaxed." Tommy commented "Well... off the clock at least." he added after a beat and they both laughed.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, drinking bad hospital coffee and Tommy's eyes fixed on the door.

"What about you two?" Maddie asked.

"Hmm?"

Tommy reluctantly tore his eyes away from the door and looked at her.

"One of these." she gestured at her belly.

"I don't think either of us is at risk of getting pregnant any time soon." Tommy deadpanned and laughed when Maddie slapped his bicep.

"You know what I mean. Am I going to be an aunt any time soon?"

Tommy sat up straighter and played with the lid of his coffee cup.

"We've talked about it. Marriage, kids... the whole nine yards... and we want the same things..."

"But..." Maddie prompted.

"But... not just yet." Tommy shook his head. "We've only been back together about six months. And the last time we rushed into things it didn't go so well. So one step at a time for now."

"Isn't he moving in with you when he's discharged?"

"Yeah but that's because he's going to need a lot of help. Especially the first few months. And those stairs in the loft are lethal."

"He managed before..."

"Maybe. But he doesn't have to anymore now. I have a bedroom and a bathroom on the ground floor at my place and the stairs aren't so damn steep, he can easily manage them with crutches if needed."

Suddenly the door opened and one of the doctors walked up to them.

"Evan Buckley's family?"

Tommy was on his feet in seconds.

"That's right. How is he?"

The doctor gave him a tired smile.

"The operation was a success. No complications. Straight out of the medical text books."

"So he's ok?"

"He has a long road to recovery ahead of him, but I don't see why he shouldn't make a full recovery in due time." The doctor told them. "He'll still be asleep for a while, but one of the nurses will come get you when they've gotten him settled back in, in his room and you can sit with him."

Tommy let out a sigh of relief while Maddie thanked the doctor before they left the two of them to it again.

"He's ok." Maddie said, slipping her arm through Tommy's. "He's ok."

About ten minutes later a nurse came to get them and took them to Buck's room. He was still fast asleep but apart from a pulse oximeter on his finger and a cast on his leg, he looked just like he would on a regular day at home.

Tommy sat down next to the bed and softly brushed the curls off his forehead, while Maddie sat down on the other side and held Buck's hand in hers.

"You know he always hated that?"

"Hated what?"

"His curls. People playing with them." Maddie explained. "I used to do it when he was little but when he got old enough to pick his own hairstyle, the curls were gone and everyone was forbidden to touch his hair. I think I still have some pictures of when he gave himself a haircut when he was about 12 or 13."

Tommy grinned.

"If you can still find them, I'd love to see them."

"I'll get Howie to look for them." Maddie promised. "But what I'm trying to say is... he's changed since he met you. For the better."

"I did tell him I liked the curls once... He hadn't had time to get a haircut in a while and his hair was getting longer and the curls just made him look... soft." Tommy smiled, running his hands through Buck's hair.

Maddie smiled.

"Not just the hairstyle. Or wearing clothes in his actual size instead of at least two sizes too small." She laughed. "But he's... more comfortable in his own skin. He's content. Happy in a way I've never seen him before. And that's down to you."

"I don't know about that..." Tommy ducked his head.

"I do." Maddie insisted. "You're good for him. You're good for each other."

Buck began to stir and groaned as he opened his eyes. He rolled his head to the side and smiled when he saw Tommy.

"Hey you." Tommy said and got up to press a kiss to the top of his head. "Welcome back. How are you feeling?"

"Hmokay... better when the room stops spinning... and there's only one of you. is my leg still there?" he reached out to touch his leg and then realised someone was holding his hand. He turned his head and saw his sister. "Maddie!" he said happily, like he hadn't seen her in years.

"Hi." she giggled and squeezed his hand. "They've got you on the good stuff, huh."

"They fixed my leg." he explained. "Tommy said I should do it now. For the baby." He frowned. "Not our baby." He turned his head back to the other side to look at Tommy. "You're not having a baby... right?"

Tommy bit his lip to stop himself from laughing.

"No, no I'm not. But your sister is."

Buck turned back to Maddie.

"You're having a baby?" he asked, and then noticed her pregnant belly. "You're having a baby! Wait... i-is that Tommy's baby?"

"What? No!" Maddie said and both her and Tommy burst out laughing. "I don't think I'm really his type."

"Yeah, sorry, I prefer the other Buckley." Tommy said laughingly.

Buck frowned.

"Who?"

"You." Tommy told him and softly kissed him. "I'm going to get a nurse. Let them know you're awake. I'll be right back." He got up and left the room with Buck looking at him with a dopey smile that wasn't just the anaesthetic.

"I love him." Buck declared, still looking at the door.

Maddie smiled and gave his hand another squeeze.

"I know. He loves you too."

"Yeah? Yeah!" Buck replied answering his own question. "I'm going to marry him. I have a ring." he said, just as Tommy came back in with a nurse.

"Hello mister Buckley, glad to see you awake." the nurse told him as she quickly checked him over. "The operation went well, and you should be able to go home in a few days."

Buck nodded and turned to Maddie.

"You need to call Eddie for me. He has the ring. I need it... for Tommy. I'm going to marry him."

"I'll call him." Maddie promised. sharing a look with Tommy over the bed.

"Good. I'm just... sleep..." Buck mumbled as he started to drift off again.

"He probably won't remember this conversation when he wakes up again." the nurse told them. "I'm guessing you're Eddie?" she asked Tommy who shook his head.

"I'm Tommy. And I guess I better start working on my surprised face."

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[adkawariatka]

I can’t stop thinking about this idea soooo here is another part.

In hindsight Tim really shouldn’t have worked himself so much about that friend of Damian. Why you might think? Becouse spying your brother’s friend is an invasion of his privacy? Or just creepy? Or maybe its unfair towards said brother and his friend? No. No Tim problem was much more human shaped. He did plan to be subtle but with DAMIAN. Not with his very annoying and moral older brother. When Dick found him in Bat Cave in his work trance and asked him what he was doing…. Tim just told him, damn his one track focus. It earned him a lecture about privacy, respect and morals….So he was forbidden from any camera videos in areas that Damian met his misterious friend. He felt so frustrated when he tried to explain his worries to Dick and he called him paranoid… which fair he may be sometimes fixated on some cases and a little suspicious of everything too… normal. But Dick was just so happy about the information that Damian had a friend, that he did not think about the fact that other normal 10 year old would never be able to talk with Damian about complicated emotion problems … let alone how to solve them. The time of Damian working on friends mission, Or differently meeting with some stranger, and changing his behaviours at manor lined. SO that someone needed to talk with Damian about his social problems. The only logical way of explaining the „condinience” would be if that person was someone older. Old enough to understand social interactions to the level that allowed them to introduce it to Damian. It painted disturbing picture to Tim. Some Creep manipulating his younger brother. It can lead to a disaster not only for Damian but all the Waynes. What if he will Trust that person and tell them their secret? The talk with Damian only opened his eyes that above all the training the kid had he was still just that: a kid. The only thing that Dick advised him was to go and talk with Damian. Which ok, last time went well but…. he might at least try.

-

Tim did not wanted to believe that it was that easy. Of course he didnt start to snoop about the friend yet…. But just interacted with Damian. First time was really akward but they got past it. Tim still cringes at the memory:

It was after patrol they were changing in to civilian clothes. Tim was battling with his thoughts how to start conversation when Damian started to pull out his equipment for sharpening his katana. And he thoght that it is as good subject as any other.

-how long does it take to sharpen it?

Damian stopped what he was doing and gazed at him warly. They stood in complete silence long enough to be uncomfortable. Tim started to think that it was mistake when Damian broke the silence.

-do you…want to see?

And Tim did want. It turned out that it was great idea. Damian talked for almost an hour about granuality of sandpaper used to sharpen his katana, different kinds of oils and even how to storage it properly. Tim was impressed by detailed knowledge and experienced movements. That was his first full Blown conversation with Damian and it was great.

After that they interacted with each other more and more outside of patrols. They weren’t conversations of utter importance, but Tim got fond of them. More often than not it revolved around things as trivial as favourite books, school, fight techniques Or even hobbies. If Tim was being honest he did not Think that Damian would ever talk about such topics. In the past he often expressed his annoyance at information of this type, but not anymore. Tim suspected that it was the influence of his „friend”. However among those unsuspecting subjects Damian sometimes asked questions that worried Tim.

One of the untold rules of their interactions were that they never talked about the „deep stuff”. Which was why he was so surprised by sudden change of topics during unsuspecting conversation about donating clothes to Damian school, which by the way he was doing things like that now. Without any warning he heard question:

- when you were living in Darke manor were you… lonely?

That was weird question to ask without warning. But… was Damian worried about him? Or was he feeling like he has no one close? But there was also second aspect: From beggining of their interactions they avoided any subjects that Tim was prying for and here Damian was offering it on silver platter. He was not going to waste that chance.

-hmmm… well I was young and alone for most of the time so yes I was

Damian seemed to mull over that information. After short pause he started

- What did you do to feel better?

- I mostly tried to take my mind elsewhere. I cooked, cleaned, studied, went around making photos of Batman in the middle of the night… but I wouldn’t recommend that to anyone. Oh and I read many many books. But you know the best option is to go to people that care for you.

- that seems acceptable.

After that Damian came back to the previous subject. Tim felt a little dumbfounded. He couldn’t shake the impression that he was the one grilled for information in this situation.

Not long after that memorable conversation Damian started going to library very often. Tim was now seriously worried. Did Damian felt lonely? Did he actually think that he has no one. It didn’t seat with Tim right. He doesn’t mean that he was uneasy with Damian trying to help himself… it was more about the fact that he was doing it wrong… he had Dick and Bruce, Alfred, his supposed friend… hell Tim was right here! He thought that their relationship was better. He thought… he doesn’t know what he felt but he was damn upset about it. If Damian does not came to Tim then he will come to him. When he passed library third time that week and Damian was there picking books he decided that it was enough.

When he entered Damian was standing on a small stool picking books from the shelf high above his head. Tim walked to the stack of already picked ones and went through their titles

- I didn’t know you were interested in astrology… or maths and physics

- I am not

Replayed Damian without the beat of hestitation. Tim looked at him as if he grown second head.

-then… why did you choose those books? I can help you find some about katanas or animals

- I appreciate the offer but I do not require your assistance.

Tim stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, while Damian apparently found what he was looking for and got of the stool. He turned around and meet Tim’s unsure eyes. In his hand he held huge brown book with constellations on the cover. Damian studied him for a moment.

- Drake

- Damian IF I can somehow help…

Cut in Tim trying to act as a responsible older brother. Where the hell was dick when he was needed. He was the emotional one. His small breakdown was interrupted by Damian words:

- Timothy I don’t know what inaccurate conclusion you created but whatever you are thinking is wrong

It sounded only a little as an insult. That’s progress but it does not solve his problem.

- Damian if you look for a way to feel better…

Tim trailed off God he was awful at this. He had problems processing his feelings how was he supposed to untangle Damian’s?!

- Ancients Those books are not for me.

Tim stared dumbfounded. Who the hell were ancients and if books weren’t for Damian then…

-they are for Danny

Ok Tim did not know from when did Damian started using nicknames, or who was Danny but he started to have his suspicions. Who did Damian became close lately? To the mysterious friend. It was not difficult from there.

-soooo Danny told you he was lonely?

Tim swears that if some creep is trying to pry on his little brother developing compassion then he is going to make sure he will pay for it very high price. He needs as much information as he can get.

- No he did not. But I observed that…his mood drops whenever we had gone longer without seeing each other…. Your advise seems to help

Huh. Tim did not expect that. However that does not seem that it is not manipulation either. Danny might be playing the victim to ensure that Damian trusts him completely.

- hey Damian how old is Danny?

Damian narrowed his eyes and tensed. Oops Tim just crossed the line.

- I don’t see any reason I should inform you about that.

That was rather cold. Tim is glad that Damian’s katana is away from his hand radious.

- If he is lonely then he could sometimes visit manor. Come for dinner or something. It’s not like our friends don’t visit.

Damian eyes softened a little. Tim counted this as a win.

- I will take that into account.

After that Tim helped Damian carry his books to his room and tried not to worry too much about his suspicions.

-

In Tim’s defense he did not plan this. He was just checking out the coffee shop close to the park when he bumped into them in the doorway. He exited said store when he stumbled into someone. Only after a moment he processed that said someone held in hands the same huge brown book with familiar constalations on the cover. And sure enough when he looked to the left there was standing Damian. The boy who held the book was Laughing and looking at his younger brother. Tim studied him carefully he had piercing blue eyes, hollow cheeks indicating malnutrition and black tangled hair that seemed in serious need of a cut. He was wearing jeans that in the past were probably navy blue but now seemed more gray and brown pulled jumper very similar to what he used to wear few years ago. He was lanky in that unhealthy way that kids from troubled homes were. Tim smiled slyly and caught Damian eyes. He seemed really tense.

- hey Danny nice finally meeting you!

[the-fluff-piece]

Invisible part 2

- a change of perspectives

Part 1

Part 3 coming soon...

This time, Sanji is incognito in a new body - hanging out with you!

He's getting to know you, and sees you in a new light.

This is leading up to part 3, where there is a happy end.

"...and that's why we should switch bodies!" Usopp ended his lengthy explanation and Sanji just stared at him.

A very grumpy Law sat in a shady corner, clearly uncomfortable with the whole situation.

"You need my body? For a heist? Why can't I just go with Nami-san?" he felt betrayed.

"Because you're bad at lying. This has to work. We need the lying mouth and the brawn" Nami said, and added with a pout:"please! For me!"

"Yes of course my Nami-swaaan! Anything you want!" Sanji heard his own mouth say before his brain even had a clear thought.

So, he ended up in Usopp's scrawny body. But he was proud that the sweet Nami-swan needed him. His body. Whatever happened to it would be fine.

They went on a super secret mission on a super secret island while the Sunny waited in a calm archipelago with a few villages.

Usopp's body felt so weak, Sanji tried a few Kicks but it didn't feel right- and everything in Usopp's many pockets clinked and clonked mysteriously. He just hoped they would not get attacked while his body was away, he wouldn't be able to protect the ship like that.

"Uuusoppp!" Someone called.

"Hey, Usopp?" Someone punched Sanji in the side, reminding him that for the day, he was Usopp.

"Oh, hey y/n! Uhm..what's up?" He said and tried to remember Usopp's mannerisms and speech patterns.

"What's up? You wanted to help me today, remember?" Y/n told him, beaming.

"Of course! I didn't forget," he lied, "But I've got so much to do today here..." he tried to think of excuses. He wasn't exactly in the mood to hang with her.

"You promised!" Y/n looked a bit cross at him, "and it's so important to me" she told him.

"Ok, what are we doing?" Sanji sighed. She may not be his type at all, but at that moment she was still a girl in need.

"We're finishing the book, silly" She said like Usopp had to know.

"Of course, the book" he said and followed her to the girl's room - a holy place on the ship that was usually forbidden to him.

He took in the sweet scent of female perfume and was delighted to see sexy clothes laid out on the beds. Meanwhile, y/n trotted over to a table and took out a big book, a small Box full of papers and arts and crafts materials.

The book looked like an album but much more intricate. The pages y/n had opened where full of pictures of the crew, handwritten comments and small memorandums of the places they had visited: dried leaves and flowers, tickets, maps.

"Remind me what we're doing again?" He casually asked.

"I'm making a scrapbook for Sanji, remember? Did you hit your head?" She raised her eyebrows.

"For me- uhm for Sanji? His birthday is months away!" Sanji said, wondering why she would do that.

"It's just to show him how much the crew loves and cherishes him. After I saw how cruel his family was to him, I wanted to do something nice for him" she answered, laying out her materials.

The mention of his family still stung a bit, but her sentiment was sweet. He didn't know she cared so much.

"You will help me with folding some decorative origami." She pushed a pile of small, pink sheets towards him.

"Uhm..." Sanji stuttered. His fingers were very dextrous, but he didn't know anything about origami folding, and these sheets were tiny.

"I'll show you again..." She said and sat next to him. She showed him how to make small, folded cherry blossoms. She taught him step by step how to do it.

He was not used to it and made many mistakes, but she was patient and gentle. He finally made a small, slightly crooked blossom he was not proud of, but she praised him like he just did something great. Smiling, she placed her hand on his arm and he couldn't help but feel good about his small accomplishment.

He never really noticed her, when she was not in danger or hungry she barely registered to him. Which he kind of regretted now - she was exceptionally kind and caring. Maybe he should try and talk to her more often.

When he sat beside her to fold the blossoms, he watched her artfully place the photos and memories on the pages.

He began to feel very cozy. Y/n hummed softly as she worked on a gift for him, smiling in the golden light that filled the room. He noticed how her eyes would light up with excitement, and he couldn't deny the charm in her enthusiasm.

He watched her as she lovingly filled page after page of their adventures and he couldn't help but wonder how much effort she had already put in - for him.

"Can I see?" Sanji was now curious for the rest, he couldn't wait for the finished book. He skipped through, pages and pages filled with carefully preserved memories. All the people theu met and helped. Y/n's commentary was emphasising the crew's friendship and his good qualities.

There was a photo from punk hazard. It showed Sanji, smiling, handing out food to marines and pirates alike. He couldn't help but notice the abundance of pictures she had of him. Could it be that she had a thing for him...?

Above she wrote: "Your great cooking brings everyone together. What would we do without you?" In small, precise letters. There were more pictures of laughing marines and happy giant kids. He knew that she liked to take fotos, but he never really noticed how much. Her message made him smile, he was indeed proud of his skills and the joy it brought. And he liked that she saw that.

"You did great!" His eyes got a little wet and he handed it back to her.

As he bathed in her attention, he couldn't help but ask her: "Do you like Sanji?"

He already got his answer by seeing her blush violently.

"As a fellow crewmember, of course!" She tried to gloss over the fact that she was red as a poppy by hiding behind the book.

"Of course" He chuckled. It felt strange to know that he had at least one secret admirer on the ship, even if she wasn't his type at all.

"There is absolutely nothing, I'm just being nice!"

It was kind of cute to see her so shy, but Sanji feared by making her reveal her secret, he had upset her.

"You know what would be nice now? Cup of tea and some cookies!" Sanji felt like it would cheer her up.

"Yes, that would be nice" y/n seemed relieved.

He was happy to take care of her. When he brought her tea and cookies, they ended up talking about everything, forgetting the time. It felt like he already knew her.

As the sun began to set, they finally finished the album. Y/n closed the book with a satisfied sigh.

"Thank you so much, Usopp! I wouldn't have been able to finish it without you" she said, giving him a warm smile.

Sanji felt a strange warmth in his chest at her words. He realized that he had genuinely enjoyed spending time with her, even if she wasn't Nami.

"It was my pleasure" he replied sincerely.

Y/n looked at him curiously. "You seem different today, Usopp. More... thoughtful."

Sanji scratched the back of his head nervously. "Well, sometimes you just need a change of perspective, you know?"

Sanji couldn't help but reflect on the day. He had expected it to be a tiresome chore, but it had turned out to be a surprisingly enjoyable experience. And he couldn't deny that y/n's company had something special about it.

You

When Sanji and Nami returned, victorious, there was a small celebration for everyone, including Trafalgar Law, he seemed to randomly visit more and more, much to Luffy's delight. The captain of the heart pirates sat next to you and since he was both creepy and frightening, you left him alone, instead talking to Usopp.

He had been unusually calm and polite these past days, but was back to his usual, loud self now. You made jokes and watched him shoot peas at Luffy across the table.

"You strawhats really are a piece of work" Law said next to you, looking unnerved and tired.

"Is it too loud for you, Tra?" You turned to him, trying to include him.

"Not exactly" He answered.

"I just hope that the constant body switching in this crew stops now" He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Constant? " you asked.

"Yes, a few weeks ago, now once again." He leaned back, looking exhausted, "I should never have used that power on punk hazard." He crossed his arms.

"What do you mean - now? Who changed?" You couldn't believe they wouldn't tell you. But than again, you didn't tell anyone, either.

"Well, before it was you and Nami-ya, now Sanji-ya and Usopp-ya. I hope her scheming ends now " As he leaned back, you saw that Sanji was standing at the table with a tablet full of drinks, brows drawn.

Slowly, you processed what you just heard. Sanji and Usopp switched bodies. That meant...Usopp's strange behavior was because it was really Sanji.

Your heart beat frantically as you realized the reality: Sanji had been in Usopp's body. He knew that you had a crush on him.

A quick glance at Sanji revealed that he must have heard everything clearly. He looked confused and thoughtful, even though Robin was trying to get his attention.

"EXCUSE ME" you almost choked on your own voice, working hard to keep it together and get past Sanji to the exit. He let you pass, but gave you a strange look.

Trying to act as innocent and normal as possible, you walked out, closed the door to the dining room and ran to the girl's room to have a small breakdown.

Sanji

Y/n had left in a hurry.

"Hey Law, what did you just say about Nami switching bodies?" Sanji asked, a bit in shock.

"Just what I said. A few weeks ago I already helped Nami-ya by making a switch" He said dryly.

"When exactly?" Sanji asked.

"Three weeks if you have to know. In that town with the casinos." He answered.

Now he couldn't deny it anymore.

He never went on a date with Nami, no wonder she didn't seem to remember anything they talked about. It had been Y/n. They almost kissed.

He needed a smoke, fast. He headed outside.

Lighting his cigarette in the cool night air cleared his head. What a mess, he thought, So I was on a date with Y/n in Nami's body, and she hung out with me in Usopp's body. How stupid. And on top of all that, she likes me.

He breathed out smoke. Actually, he had felt really comfortable with her. His time with her was enjoyable. It was effortless to talk to her, she was kind and gentle with him. Made him feel safe.

She also liked him. He kind of liked her, too. She wasn't his usual type, but still cute, in her own way. But she's not the kind of lady he always dreamed of.

He rolled the thoughts around in his head. But first things first, he needed to clear the air between them. Be a man.

He knocked at her door, no one answered.

"Hey y/n, open up!" He said.

"Go away!" She sobbed.

Now he's made her cry, great.

"Don't cry! I am not mad! In fact, I'm flattered. Let's stay friends, though!" He put his ear against the door and heard another loud sob.

"Just don't cry anymore!" He couldn't bear it, it made his chest clench and his stomach turn to hear a girl cry.

"Please, leave me alone now!" Her voice was barely audible throught the wood. It felt wrong to leave her alone now, he had to do something. He sat down and leaned against the door.

"I am sorry I never really noticed you, that wasn't fair. But I'm here now." He listened for an answer.

You

"Sanji, you're not helping!" You cried through the door.

"Let's talk about it. I know you've been in Nami's body for the day we went shopping. You know I hung out with you these past days as Usopp. I can't return your feelings, but I learned that we can be good friends. I want to spend more time with you! And I'm not mad or weirded out. I swear from this day forth, I'll be the best friend you ever had!"

It wasn't the best idea to get comforted by the guy who broke your heart, but in this second he was so sincere, you couldn't help but feel a little better.

You opened the door - he almost fell on top of you. Both of you chuckled nervously.

"Yeah, let's be friends" you agreed, doubting that your feelings for him would vanish anytime soon.

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So since all of you have had so many great ideas I chose to write ALL THE ENDINGS!

Chose between

- Sanji or Zoro

- Law or Sanji

- no one (coming soon)

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[chlobliviate]

Wolfstar Microfic - Spell

Words: 985

@wolfstarmicrofic

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Sirius dragged himself up the stairs to their dormitory. He’d just finished the last of ten detentions with Professor Slughorn for being caught trying to sneak Amortentia out of the classroom. It wasn’t his fault that it smelled like the forbidden forest after it had rained, mixed with something sweet and a little bit smoky. Addictive, almost.

Ok, Sirius knew exactly what it meant, but it was fine. He’d just take a little sample of the potion. (and, what, sniff it discreetly? Seems very normal.) Yeah, he hadn’t fully thought it through, which made the detentions even more annoying.

He thought the others would be out doing map reconnaissance and maybe he’d manage to fall asleep before they got back.

What he didn’t expect to find, was Remus Lupin, pressed against the door of their dorm by Caradoc Dearborn. He turned to retreat to the common room but they heard him and Dearborn had pushed Remus back in an attempt to create distance between them, the back of his head making a solid thunk on the heavy door. Oh no this had suddenly become very awkward.

Remus was pointedly not looking at him, gently rubbing the back of his head and Dearborn looked… a mixture of scared and angry? Sirius thought.

“I thought you said they’d be out.” He hissed at Remus, who shrugged.

“Detention finished a bit early,” Sirius said. “Although if you wanted privacy, the inside of the door would probably have been a better choice,”

Caradoc scowled at him, “You saw nothing, Black.” He strode past Sirius and down the stairs without so much as a glance at Remus, who rolled his eyes and opened the door to the dorm.

Sirius blinked, looking from the now-empty stairs to the place where Remus had stood. What the fuck?

He entered the dorm and closed the door behind him a little more forcefully than was necessary. Remus spun around and looked at him questioningly. Sirius shook his head and headed for the bathroom.

He splashed his face with cold water and threw his hair up into something resembling a bun. He looked at himself in the mirror, trying to smooth out the lines between his eyebrows and soften his eyes somehow. But really, what the fuck?

When he felt a bit more together, he headed for his bed.

“Why are you angry, Pads?” Remus was sitting on his bed, clutching a book in both hands.

“I’m not—”

“Sirius.” Remus looked at him, “Why?”

“I just… I think you could kiss better people, that’s all.” It was the truth, just not all of it.

“It’s not his fault, really.” Remus said quietly. “He’s still figuring stuff out.”

“So he should have the common sense not to kiss you where people are almost certainly going to see!” Sirius tried to keep his volume in check, he really did.

“Probably.” Remus agreed.

“No, he can’t get mad at you for a decision he made.” Sirius knew he should just shut up and get into bed.

“It doesn’t matter.” Remus set the book down beside him, “It’s fine.”

“It’s not fucking fine, Moony.” He snapped. “Does your head hurt?”

Remus paused, “Not much. But that was just a knee-jerk reaction. You surprised us.”

“He didn’t apologise though, did he?”

“Sirius, what’s your problem?” Remus stood up. “I’m fine.”

“Do you need me to spell it out for you?” Sirius said, without thinking.

Remus took a step towards him. “I honestly might.” He said wearily.

“You. Deserve. Better.” Sirius’ fists were clenched at his sides.

“Yeah, like who? It’s hard enough finding queer guys here, then when you factor in that I’m a half-blood werewolf with no fucking money or prospects, the pickings are pretty fucking slim. Who did you have in mind, Sirius? Who exactly should I be kissing instead of Dearborn?” Remus said, closing in on Sirius. Sirius could see his pulse in his neck.

“Me!” He roared, even though Remus was less than a metre away. “Me, Moons,” he repeated softer, his voice cracking slightly.

Remus stared at him, face unreadable. “That’s low, even for you.” He turned to move towards his own bed, but Sirius grabbed his wrist. “It’s not a joke, Padfoot. I’m not a joke.”

“Oh, Merlin’s arsecrack and saggy fucking balls! I know you’re not a joke, and what I said wasn't a joke.” Remus was still frowning at him. “I’m not good at feelings. I don’t— Naming them is hard. But I do know, that what I felt earlier was envy or jealousy or maybe both, I don’t know. And then just… angry, I guess, that he was a dick to you.”

“Well, I got the last bit, funnily enough.” Remus muttered, “But the rest, I didn’t— You mean it?” Sirius nodded, “And these feelings, is that a new thing?”

Sirius shook his head slowly, “No, it sort of crept up on me, I didn’t realise until my birthday.”

Remus looked at him like he was an idiot, “That was seven months ago.”

“I’m quite aware of that.” He noted that Remus hadn’t said anything about reciprocating his feelings and his heart sank.

It must have shown on his face because Remus’ eyebrows tilted slightly in the way they did when any of them were hurting. “Pads.” He said in a low voice. He seemed to be weighing up what to say next, but then he took another step towards Sirius and they were almost chest to chest. He could feel Remus’ breath on his lips and oh fuck this was actually going to happen.

“Please.” Was all Sirius needed to whisper to get Remus to lean in and kiss him finally. He let go of Remus’ wrist and pulled him closer by his shirt, wrapping an arm around his waist. He tasted like smoke and chocolate and until James burst through the door thirty seconds later, it was utterly perfect.

[thebestofoneshots]

IDEAS? I GOT YOU!!!

ok so this just came to me as I was reading your response but VAMPIRE READER MY BELOVED!!!!

Hear me out! Plot point I imagine:

It’s a full moon lily goes out to the forbidden forest (this could be before lily finds out about Remus being a werewolf or maybe she had to go get something and she’s only on the outskirts of the forest ) she’s trying to get what she needs quickly and efficiently as it is late and well forbidden. She hears something lurking around her but she can’t tell from which direction. Is it a deer? A bunny? Another person? She doesn’t really want to find out so instead she quickly and quietly decides to get the hell out of there but before she can successfully leave the forest MOONY JUMPS OUT! Lilly stumbles back before booking it in the other direction not thinking about anything besides “get the fuck away from the danger” moony is gaining fast but before he can catch her JAMES COMES TO THE THE RESCUE! he shoves moony aside and tries to keep moony away from lily. At first lily stares at the stag in shock because holy shit this giant stag just saved me but as moony tries to claw at her and the stag bellows (is that what it’s called?) she remembers her need to run and starts running again. But uh oh! Her ankle is twisted! So now she’s hobbling away as fast as she can cursing under her breath because she’s too smart to get herself into such a dumb situation like this!

Now there’s only so much James can do against moony by himself but he tries his damn hardest before moony gets out of his hold and starts chasing after Lily again this time with James hot on his tail. James yet again shoves moony aside and they tussle on the ground as lily is just inches away watching in horror as the stag who saved her gets throw into a tree. This is it she thinks. This is how I die. As the stag calls out a pained cry and as she closes her eyes accepting her early demise……nothing. Wait nothing? Quickly she opens her eyes to see someone in front of her. READER! Who in their right mind would fight a werewolf? How is this person fighting a werewolf bare handed? She stares up at this mystery person and can only see so much. because of the darkness theses not enough to she can conclude about this person but she can tell they went to hogwarts based on the clothes they’re wearing. As she continues to stare in shock she notices the person is holding the werewolf back by its jaw. Drool dripping down the persons arms. The stag is watching in shock or confusion? It’s hard to tell knowing he’s probably concussed.

The mystery person tells lily to run. She can see the persons canines and is appalled at how sharp they are. Are those fangs? She wonders. But before she can ask out loud they yell for her to run as they throw the werewolf back at least a couple feet and without a second thought she runs as fast as her sprained ankle can handle. Hearing grunts and growls in the distance. She runs as she hears screams. She runs until she reaches hogwarts. She runs until she reaches the gryfindor common room. She runs until she reaches her dorm room. She slides down the door and try’s to catch her breath closing her eyes until she ends up falling asleep against the door.

This was long and probably really shitty but hear me out. you can take this and make it like 10 times better it’d be amazing!

OK IM GONE!!! 🏃‍♀️

BRO I LOVE THIS!

AND it could totally be the beginning of the story as well. We could INTRODUCE the reader like this and start it with Lily's POV. I mean omniscient but focusing on her, and then from there build up until that point and the moment she sees the reader she can have a mini sexuality crisis bc HOW can this hot person do this?

But also, I kinda dig the idea that Remus would absolutely love the reader on a platonic kind of way because OMG there IS someone in the world that could actually fucking control Moony and they would become besties bc neither of them asked to be what they are and it'd be so freaking interested in exploring that side of the story as well.

AND since I AM writing vampires for the last Maraudween I feel like I'm actually going to have enough practice to be able to make this one happen ufff.

AND THE NAME?!?!? We could have a super meta name for the story bc Vampires are already super cool and did I mention to you guys I'm currently reading Dracula? I'm SOOOOO ready for this one!

[peach-top]

❝𝙑𝙄𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉❞

➤ ACT I. | CHAPTER III.

➤ FLOWER CROWNS

“White Lily Cookie! His majesty told us about your awakening!” Silverbell beamed with excitement upon hearing the news. “Are you ok? How are you feeling?!”

“Silverbell Cookie. Sorry, I'm still trying to get used to this.” White Lily Cookie frowned.

The silver haired male nodded with understanding, “It’s ok. We'll leave you alone to catch your breath. You can call me whenever you need me.”

“Thank you…” White Lily nodded with a soft smile on her face. Silverbell gives the female a grin before leaving her with her thoughts. White Lily’s smile turned upside, replacing it with a frown. She gripped on the railing of the bridge and looked down at her reflection in the water.

“Dark Enchantress Cookie is still out there…So, why am I here…?” White Lily whispered. “My soul jam…they're gone. If I remember correctly, they were scattered into pieces. Some pieces of my memories are still blurry.”

“...” The white haired female then looked up at the night sky, “I wonder…”

White Lily Cookie stares at the moon that appears to never be a full moon. It's just a crescent moon. Why? It never seems to show the full moon for a long time now. However, White Lily remembers reading in the book that the moon was broken by a cookie with a work of dark magic that no other had seen before.

There's these times when a blood moon appears once a year. White Lily always witnessed it when she had the time just to study about it and the cookie responsible for it. However, she was forbidden to learn any further because of risk.

But the moon doesn't matter anymore. It's [Y] she's wondering about. Someone who has awakened her with the work of his magic and life jam. The magic aura surrounding him is a familiar feeling. She never encountered this sort of magic, but it gives her a feeling that she has met him before…or did she?

❝i envy you…white lily cookie…❞

White Lily gasped at the unsettled voice echoed in her head. She then jumps when she hears someone approaching her. It was [Y], who happened to arrive at the bridge.

“Oh, it's you. Shouldn't you be with Elder Faerie?” White Lily asked.

“Ah. Elder Faerie has important matters to attend to. We'll have a tour another time. I've come here to explore the kingdom myself until I've found you here.” [Y] said. “Am I interrupting something? Hope I'm not disturbing you or anything.”

“...N…no. I was just deep in thought…” White Lily mumbled before turning back at the water.

“Oh, then I'll leave you to it, then.” The taller male said as he was about to walk away.

“Um…About that life stone you're carrying…” The white haired female spoke, stopping the male mid-step. “How does it work?”

“The life stone? Oh, they keep me alive. Millennial Tree found me and revived me with the help of this stone.” [Y] explained. “If it was to be shattered, then I'll crumble. I don't remember much after I was given a new life under a new name.”

“A life stone that kept you alive? I never thought something like this could work on a cookie…” White Lily blinked owlishly. “What is it like to carry a life stone attached to your body?”

“Not sure, but it felt great. Without the life stone, I wouldn't be able to see the world.” [Y] smiled gently. “Giving a second chance to life felt great. Learning magic, making both animal and cookie friends alike, and learning things that I've never experienced before. There's so much to learn about.”

“...I hope you won't suffer a similar fate like I did.” The white haired female muttered. The taller male wasn't able to hear it, “Huh? Did you say something?”

“It's nothing…” The white haired female frowned before looking back at the water.

“Say…what are you gonna do now that you're awake..?” The taller male asked.

“...I’m not sure. I think I should stay here to clear my thoughts. I don't think I'm prepared to go face-to-face with my friends, wherever they are…” White Lily said.

“Take your time. It will take some time to be able to open up to others once again.” [Y] stated as butterflies started flying around him. “How about we hangout? We'll see what can help you with stress.”

“...You are so kind…You reminded me of Pure Vanilla Cookie…” White Lily mumbled.

“...?”

· · ─ ��𖥸· ─ · ·

Elder Faerie frowned at the news he just received, the flower was getting more and more aggressive. It wasn't like this until [Y] arrived at the Faerie Kingdom. The flower was trying to escape. Elder Faerie knew it was trying to escape to its master.

“It's getting worse and worse. We don't know how to silence it any longer…!” One of the faeries whined.

Elder Faerie wanted to test this theory. He spotted [Y] with White Lily and grabbed the sealed flower then faced it towards the [h] haired male. To his surprise, the flower stopped.

“I see. So, it wanted to return to their master…” Elder Faerie mumbled.

· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·

White Lily seated at the garden a few inches away from [Y]. She watches as the taller male tries to create a flower crown while being surrounded by animals.

“I've heard that flower crowns symbolize peace, so I thought it might help you to relax in peace.” [Y] stated while holding a flower crown made out of white lilies. “With white lilies symbolizing purity. What do you think?”

“...I think it's lovely…” White Lily smiled softly. [Y] doesn't know whether it's a forced smile or not. He offered the crown to White Lily and placed it on her head. He then smiles genuinely, “It looks great on you. It suits you. You look like a beautiful queen.”

The female blushes at the compliment, “...I…I don't consider myself as a queen.”

“I'm sure you'll make a great queen for the Faerie Kingdom. You put up so much effort in sealing the silver tree.” The taller male stated. “The faeries here look up to you because of your heroic act.”

“They do, don't they?” White Lily mumbled. [Y] nodded, “They sang a song for you while you were asleep to show their gratitude. You should at least be happy that you're still being accepted by them even after what you've done.”

“...Do you really think I can still undo what I've done?” White Lily asked.

“That's something I'm not sure about, but hope you'll be able to find a solution to that…” [Y] replied. “Just don't be hard on yourself. Overthinking things isn't good. It'll cause more stress, you know?”

“He's too kind. Just like Pure Vanilla Cookie. I hope he's safe…” White Lily thought.

➤ chapter ii.

➤ chapter iv.

the flower (old)↓

[allyallyorange]

Round 2 of my Ateez Adventure Time AU is here!

Yunho and Jongho are from “Universe Z”, which has no magic and is basically just our world. They are cousins and have a 10 year age gap, in Jongho’s eyes, Yunho is the coolest person ever. In this world, Yunho had his own Mingi, who was his best friend until they were in their last year of high school and Mingi was a victim in a big car accident (also involving Jongho’s parents). Afterwards Yunho didn’t end up going to school and becomes a mechanic. Yunho has a hard time being around Jongho because the kid is so smart and Yunho's parents Love him. Jongho seems to be doing so well and Yunho knows that his parents think that he should also be moving on. Years later, when Yunho is 22 and taking his 12 year old cousin to the library for him to study and do homework, Yunho is reading through some old looking fantasy type book. Suddenly the book lights up and a portal opens up. A guy with pointy ears appears in the portal and Yunho is pulled through.

Jongho, who was 13 when his cousin disappeared, had a bad time. He became obsessed with trying to find him, and spent the next 10 years studying the book he disappeared through, as well as anything else that came up along the way. Over the years he finds that the relics that are talked about in the book are actually real, and then he works to become an antiquarian in order to further study the artifacts. Eventually, he manages to collect 9 gems needed to power the book Yunho had disappeared through, and he is able to travel to “Universe A”. Jongho is now 22, but only a year has passed within Universe A, making Yunho 23/24. When spawning in Universe A, Jongho is not automatically anywhere near Yunho, but he does eventually find a sketchy looking cave, which upon further inspection is the place where Mingi has been frozen in crystal for the past 600 years. Jongho accidentally frees Mingi from his prison, and they slowly become friends, Hongjoong joining them to become a little team (Seonghwa will also join this team at some point).

Wooyoung is a born wizard, about 900 years post-apocalypse era. He specializes in nature related magic. He grew up in a very safe but slightly boring town, practicing spells and fooling around. On a particularly boring day when he’s about 15 years old, Wooyoung decided to browse the forbidden section of the spell books and found a book on dark magic. Wooyoung, being an admittedly just ok wizard, figured he wouldn’t actually be able to successfully pull off any of the spells in the book, and decided to secretly borrow the book back home. He found an interesting spell on summoning a familiar, thinking maybe he’d at least get a cat or something if he did manage to succeed. Instead- for whatever reason- he summoned a full demon, not in the form of a cat or bird or toad or anything, named San.

(UPDATE: Wooyoung has a hobby of building things out of scrap metal, inventing little robots and such. He doesn’t really know what he’s doing most of the time but he sure does make things!)

San is an ice demon created by The Demon King about 800 years post-apocalypse era, who had been hearing about his younger brother’s little fire friend above, and wanted to make his own element creature. Thus San was born (made already physically aged about 14 years old because why would the king want an actual baby). San was a bit of a disappointment for The Demon King, because for whatever reason San was incapable of being evil, so he ended up being basically scrapped for about 100 years. Being a low ranking demon, and also a rather disposable one, when someone above suddenly summoned for a familiar, the demons pretty randomly chose to send San. This exchange also bound Wooyoung to dark magic, allowing him to cast permanent curses. San and Wooyoung end up getting along great, and decide they want to explore beyond Wooyoung’s home town (both around 15 years old physically). They live outdoors, camping in the wild and going on adventures while stopping to help anybody on their way (getting lots of rewards!). After about a year they find an abandoned treehouse which they decide to move into, and they become the local heroes! (Discovering Wooyoung’s ability to curse things was wild. They accidentally cursed some guy to be a tree for all of eternity. No take backs)

8 years later, San starts having visions full of fire and seeing a man with white hair possibly being able to help (his visions are very confusing so he’s not sure). Woosan begin a new mission to try and understand what San’s visions mean, and eventually Wooyoung will figure out how to build a portal that will allow them access to the cosmic dimension, where they will be able to ask for one wish. San goes, and is asks to find the guy with blonde hair who can help stop the fire in his visions. Because wish making is tricky business and San wasn’t clear on the description of this blonde guy, he is given Yunho, who is not the guy in San’s visions (it’s Seonghwa). Wooyoung and San don’t know how to send Yunho back so he ends up having to stay with them. Luckily they all get along and they become a little team. At some point Yeosang will also join this team after being separated from Seonghwa.

Ok that’s it for now! I’m gonna draw more though still because I have so many ideas man

[xxkissesforchanniexx]

Hi! I loved your writing about Hyunjin and was wondering if you could write a high school AU where ot8 being a group of popular guys but I would really like if Hyunjin was a softie for the reader who doesn't care about their group at all. THANK YOUU

literally i found this ask so adorable, absolutely!

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐞

Pairing: Popular boy!Hyujin x fem!reader Word count: 2.2k Genre: Fluff 🥰💖 Warning: er lil cringe, >.> Hyunjin's friends is a menaces to society, no smut just high schoolers being idiots, usage of y/n with you, useage of friend name (f/n) and second friend name s/f/n >.>

You were minding your business, simply reading "The Forbidden Daughter" at a small desk in the back of the library, enjoying the silence of a calm Wednesday after school. Then the female library student volunteer squealed, you cringed. Peeking from behind the bookshelf hut you saw them and rolled your eyes, it was always that group of boys at your school, led by their senior friend, Bang Chan.

You knew their names by now, everyone did, even the freshmen did, Bang Chan the senior, Lee Minho, Seo Changbin, Hwang Hyunjin who your friends called the heart throb artist, Han Jisung, Lee Yongbok, Kim Seungmin the smart one, and the youngest Yang Jeongin the baby sophomore. Being the reserved person you were you ducked back behind your bookshelf hide out and gathered your things, as you were leaving you noticed a book that peaked your interest, "We Were Liars".

You walked over to the shelf it was on and tried to grab it but a long arm reached past you and grabbed it first.

"Hey." You turned. "I was trying to get tha-" You stared up at the boy, he pushed his long bleached blonde hair to the right and examined the book, Hyunjin.

"You wanted this?" He looked down at you. "I got it first soo... no."

Your eye twitched. "I saw it first."

"Ok, Shorty. Prove it." He tilted his head waiting for you to prove you saw it first.

You opened your mouth then closed it, you couldn't prove it. "Can I please have i-"

"Hyunjinnie!" The shrill squeal made you turn.

A short, muscular boy came running, Seo Changbin...

"Oh..." Changbin paused. "Am I interrupting, Da Vinci?" He smirked at you.

"No, not at all." Hyunjin turned to leave.

"I wanted that book." You fumed.

"It's mine now, I'll return it to the library in about 14 days, Shorty." Hyunjin said over his shoulder as he walked away with Changbin.

You grit your teeth and muttered. "Bully."

"Who was that?" Changbin asked Hyunjin as they walked to the other end of the library to catch up with the rest of their group.

"How should I know?" Hyunjin shrugged, looking at the book. "She wanted this book."

Changbin nodded and smirked. "She was pretty cute too.. Why didn't you give it to her in exchange for her number?"

Hyunjin turned to his friend slowly. "Do you want me to beat you with this thing?"

"No, I'm good!" Changbin walked a bit ahead and jumped on Yongbok, who wrestled him off as they walked.

Hyunjin rolled his eyes and looked at the book again, smiling to himself, that girl was kind of cute though.

As per your usual routine, after classes the following day you ran to the student lounge and got a snack before heading to the library to finish your work in your quiet corner. Only when you got to your quiet corner, it wasn't so quiet.

You heard someone burst out laughing, a large group began laughing as well and you tensed... It couldn't be. Your eye twitched as you saw not 1 but 9 desks in your quiet corner and seated in 8 of the 9, was Hyunjin and his friends. You turned to leave only to be stopped by the sound of the first laughing boy's voice.

"Hyunjin." Han Jisung's voice made you cringe.

You looked back, you really shouldn't have.

Hyunjin was in a spinning desk, he turned in the direction Jisung had motioned to, which just so happened to be at you.

"Hey Shorty." He smiled, his charmingly full lips curving up. "Where're you going?"

You turned to face the group. "You took my spot, I'm going to find a new one."

"Your spot?" Jisung looked shocked before smiling. "Never saw your name on it."

You bristled.

"I didn't know spot belonged to anyone." Bang Chan said, "Did you know Yongbok?"

"Nope." Yongbok shrugged.

You exhaled slowly. "It's fine." You turned to leave.

"There's another desk." Jeongin smiled. "Join us."

You sucked in a breath. "I prefer quiet."

"We can be quiet." Seungmin said.

Chan covered his face with his hands. "No you can't..."

Lee Minho elbowed him. "We promise we can be quiet. We can even kick out Changbin if you need."

Changbin's mouth fell open in shock and you resisted the urge to giggle.

"I'm alright." You glanced at Hyunjin, who clenched his fist slightly. "I'll go now."

Chan smiled at you. "Bye bye."

You gave a group a small smile that quickly became a wince as you walked away, Hwang Hyunjin... I'm gonna kill you. You fumed as you left the library.

"I think you made her mad Hyunjin." Jisung looked at his friend.

"I agree." Chan shook his head. "You're really bad at this."

"You think she's cute just tell her." Jeongin sighed.

"'Where're you going, Shorty?'" Minho mimicked. "REAL smooth."

Hyunjin covered his face. "I wasn't thinking, thanks."

"When do you ever?" Seungmin said looking at his phone.

Hyunjin flung a folder at him. Seungmin stood to throw the folder back.

Chan looked at the two, "Sit down before I smack you both."

"Anyway." Seungmin sat fixing his shirt. "I was going to say why not appeal to stuff she likes. If I were you, I'd ask her to read that book with you." He motioned to the book in front of Hyunjin, he was only about 4 chapters in anyway.

"Have you read it before?" Hyunjin asked.

"Mhm. Real sad, heart throb, I highly recommend." Seungmin said looking at his phone again.

Hyunjin hummed, "Alright."

You tried to eat your lunch quickly that Monday to avoid the group of boys that got all the girls in the lunchroom squealing. But of course, you ended up at the end of the line and resigned yourself to sitting with your two friends, f/n and s/f/n for the rest of the lunch period. The gym doors opened across the field, you could see through the large glass windows on the right side of the lunchroom, as students filed in through the glass doors the squeals started as Chan and Changbin walked by.

You rolled your eyes as your friend shook you at the sight of Han Jisung. You continued reading "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" for the 6th time, your other friend grabbed your face and made you look up whispering in your ear. "Hyunjin is looking at you."

You made a face and kept reading.

f/n pointed at herself while looking at someone in Hyunjin's direction, you tensed, please no. She stood and walked over to the group an you hesitantly looked up from your book, Hyunjin and Jisung were talking to her.

s/f/n shook you in surprise, "What if Hyunjin was looking at f/n AND NOT YOU!!??"

You squeezed your book, it didn't bother you... it didn't make you jealous, how old were you? five? You bit your lip. "Good for her."

f/n rejoined you at the table and s/f/n grabbed her. "What did Hyunjin ask you?!"

f/n opened her mouth but looked at Hyunjin and closed it.

"What?" You looked at her before looking at Hyunjin, who quickly turned away.

You rolled your eyes and continued with the rest of your day, after school you noticed no one was in your little corner, so they'd taken a hint. You sat at your desk, starting to read again, when 5pm came around you decided to leave, as you walked around the campus you noticed the art room door was left ajar.

You peeked in and saw Hyunjin, his hair pulled back, paintbrush in hand, he bit his lip as if deep in thought then stroked the canvas gently. You stared at him and felt your facing getting hot. Why were you even staring? It's nothing you hadn't seen before, Hyunjin looking hot. Simple... You turned to leave and your elbow bumped the door. Shit...

Hyunjin looked up his eyes met yours and for a brief moment you saw panic in his eyes before turning away, "What are you doing here?"

"I was... passing by..." You said slowly.

He set the paint brush down and stood.

"AH!" You shouted making him freeze. "Stay over there." You said quietly, still facing away from the door so he wouldn't see your face.

"Shorty-"

"Don't call me that." you hissed.

"Why shouldn't I?" You heard him walking to you and tensed.

"Didn't I say 'Stay over there'?" You tried to walk away but he obviously had longer strides than you and you squeaked as he draped his arms around you and rested his chin on your head, if noy for your backpack he would've been so much closer.

"I can only follow one thing you say at a time, y/n." He held the book, "We Were Liars" in front of you. "It's this or I call you Shorty, your pick, though, if you add another instruction I can do both anyway."

"What type of logic is tha-" You scanned the title of the book and grabbed for it.

He held it up and out of your reach and you turned, nearly chest to chest with him reaching for the book. "No. It's mine." he smirked down at you.

"Give it." You said through grit teeth.

He smiled and brought the book to your reach, you grabbed it and gasped as he patted your head. "Shorty."

"Don't call m-" You started.

He grabbed the book again.

"Hwang Hyunj-"

"Pick one." He said looking down at you.

You pursed your lips and grabbed the book. "Bully." You muttered.

"I was hoping you could read it with me." He said, looking away.

You blushed slightly as you saw the tips of his ears going red. "You've had it for three days-"

"I'm only on Chapter 4, catch up Shorty. I'll see you in your book hut tomorrow?" He went back into the art room and grabbed his bag.

"Uh... Yeah." You hugged the book.

Hyunjin smiled at you as he left the art room and you turned to watch him go. When you sat in your bed to read the book, you opened to the first page and on a sticky note was a doodle of a very tall stick figure and a very short one, written beneath it, was a phone number.

When Hyunjin rounded the corner out of the arts hall he pursed his lips at the sight of his friends.

Changbin was wrapped in Minho's arms making his voice high and squeaky. "Give it!"

Minho handed him an imaginary book and smiled patting his head, "Shorty."

Chan smiled. "Real smooth."

Hyunjin rolled his eyes.

You and Hyunjin began talking more often, even after you finished the book, you would sit reading in the art room while he doodled or painted, you even went out with him and his friends occasionally.

After you read the entirety of "The School for Good and Evil", Hyunjin made his intentions clearer than before. Buying the snacks you liked and leaving little drawings on sticky notes on your desk in the library if he didn't go to see you.

Your friends were constantly telling you he had to be into you.

Thing 1(f/n) 06:56pm There is NO WAY you don't think he likes you

Thing 2(s/f/n) 06:56pm HE LEFT A DRAWING OF A FLOWER FOR YOU YOU IDIOT HE LOVES YOU

You 06:57pm NUH UH

Thing 1 06:57pm YUH HUH

Thing 2 06:57pm oh lord... 😭

You rolled your eyes and put your phone down picking up "The False Prince", your eyes flicked to your phone as it buzzed, Hyunjin had texted you.

Hyunjinnie👹 06:58pm Hey, are you home rn?

You 06:58pm Yeah why?

Hyunjinnie👹 06:58pm Come outside rq.

You muttered to yourself and grabbed your jacket, heading outside. Hyunjin smiled at you as you came out, "I wanted to..." He cleared his throat and held out a gift.

You tilted your head. "For me?"

He nodded, his ears pink. "I thought you would really like it, considering its history."

You opened the wrapping and smiled fondly at a copy of "We Were Liars", "Hyunjin you shouldn't have."

"I wanted to." He smiled, glancing at a car.

You looked at the car seeing someone who looked very similar to Changbin ducking under the window. You looked up at Hyunjin, "Really?"

He smiled sheepishly, "Back up and emotional support."

"Emotional support?" You raised a brow.

"I don't think you will..." He said softly, "But just in case you say no."

"No to what?" You asked.

"I like you." Hyunjin whispered. "I like you a lot, Shorty."

You stared up at him.

"I would like it a lot.. if you went out with me. So will you?" His ears were a deep red color.

You giggled and jumped on him hugging him tightly. "Yes Hyunjin."

The following Monday, you and your friends were studying in the library.

"Why are you so bubbly?" f/n asked you.

"Yeah, you seem so upbeat." s/f/n said, eyes narrowing.

"Oh, I-" You started.

You looked up as f/n's mouth flopped open. Hyunjin walked into your little corner in the library and set down a snack for you before kissing you on the cheek. He smiled at the book on your desk. "Looks interesting. You should read it with me."

Jisung and Jeongin poked their heads into the book corner, they smiled and waved at you before grabbing Hyunjin and leaving.

s/f/n looked at you. "You've got some explaining to do."

[roxxiies]

hi.

Sand guy and purple Ball guy hcs, would it be ok?

if you were to make them to be "[character] x reader" stories, probably gold lane/ midlane reader.

Thanksies!

𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃, 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐔𝐒 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

FLUFF, GN!READER, HEADCANONS + LITTLE SCENARIOS

a/n: HELLO!! Thanks for requesting! You didn't know how much time I thought over who these are by the names you gave HWJAJS I hope I got it right though 😞 Enjoy!

KHALEED

Khaleed loved books. And the first time he saw you, you were reading a book with a familiar book cover. He remembers it contained beautiful spots in Agetla Drylands.

Yes, he loved making people smile with joy. That's why he promised that he would take you with him to experience the actual beauty of Agetla Drylands firsthand, outside of where their village is located.

He swore to not get any feelings involved, but how could he when he took you to one of the places he loved as your eyes continued to sparkle?

His heart melted as he mentally planned to take you everywhere that moment. 

You gasp, your excitement evident in your tone as you speak. “I’ve seen that before in the book! Look, it's so beautiful in person!”

He nods, his heart warms knowing how you share his love for adventure as well.

Then on, he took you to various places. But this time, when he was at your door with a soft red hue spread across his face, his heart yearned to take you out again—but this time as your date.

You can't help it. You undeniably admire his strategic mind and bravery on the battlefield. Sometimes you think you don't deserve hogging all of his attention, although Khaleed is quick to dismiss that thought, and he made sure that you knew he valued your loving support and understanding of his duties.

He appreciates you. He would be willing to remind you every minute for it.

Despite being the Prince of the Artha Clan and being known to possess great leadership and charisma, he's not afraid of showing vulnerability around you.

He even seeks solace and emotional support after facing tremendously long hours of war.

“Dovie? Can I please get a hug?”

You heartily laugh at your lover's behaviour. He jutted his lower lip at your laugh, but you soon opened your arms, and he quickly scurried over, cuddling you tightly in his arms.

Muffled by the hug, he whispered a tiny thank you as he kissed your cheeks and you giggle.

 

PHOVEUS

There's an undeniable allure to Phoveus’ dangerous nature, something like a forbidden attraction. In which it draws you in because of the mixture of fear and fascination about your dynamic relationship.

It took a lot for him to accept and experience loving someone, someone who he trusted.

The man might even see your relationship as a conquest, making your cheeks flush as he showers you with his undivided love.

He enjoys the challenge of winning you over and over again just as much as he loves winning in conflicts again and again.

Although in private, he may show his softer and more vulnerable side to you.

And you love this side of him, not just because he looks like some kicked puppy waiting for your touch, but because of the way he sincerely shows his love for you.

Although it hurts you to know he's been worried you'd leave and betray him one day,

But you wouldn't do that, right? Please convince him!

“Please don't leave. I love you too much. Please, I love you. I love you.”

And just like Khaleed, he will be seeking solace and comfort just to take a break from the chaos and brutality of his other persona.

Now, despite his violent tendencies and his hunger for winning, he will actually, and I mean will sincerely, display an intense protectiveness towards you.

He views you somehow as belonging to his territory, which he has to defend at all costs. Though making you mad was nowhere near his long ahh prepared list,

“Phoveus. Please tell me what happened to the traveller who asked me for directions?” You interrogated him as your arms crossed on your chest.

He groans, trying to dismiss the question but soon answering, fearing you'd get even more mad, “...gone.”

“What do you mean 'gone'?!”

back to all my work . . .

[wwemcumuscleslover]

Ok guys here me out here!

I think I might book something perfect here... but too face the NEW JUDGEMENT DAY( Finn Balor, JD Mcdonagh, Dominick Mysterio, Liv Morgan, Carlito)

Damian Preist and Rhae Ripley have to bring the big guns and I mean huge guns, that must mean open the famous FORBIDDEN DOOR of Pro Wrestling, and these there people are Buddy Matthews ( rhea husband) and the power couple Edge( the Founder of the Judgement day) and his wife Beth Phoenix( she has I short rivaly with Rhea)

TRIPLE H IF YOU FOUND THIS...CALL ME WE COULD WORK TOGETHER.

[paperclipninja]

Ok, I don't know exactly where this is going but I can't stop thinking about the fact we got the Crowley/Aziraphale meet-cute in the opening of season 2 and the way the layers of storytelling utilised the same literary conventions our fave demon and angel were inspired by when trying and get Nina and Maggie together.

We get to see Aziraphale and Crowley's understanding of romance and love, or more importantly, their understanding of what they think it should look like, through their misguided set up attempts, and this primarily reveals to us, a) they're both hopeless romantics and b) they have no idea about the subtle and real indicators of love or a burgeoning relationship between two people. But that's ok, they're celestials whose only reference points are books, films and each other (the most unreliable sources of all, exhibit a: Aziraphale telling Crowley Maggie has a 'pash' on Nina).

You know who does know about those subtle indictors of love and blossoming romance? The very human people watching the show. And so throughout the season we witness a series of tropes and moments that indicate Aziraphale and Crowley are indeed the ones whose love story is unfolding, and as viewers we are drawn into certain conventions that we are conditioned to assume will play out and resolve in a particular way. The nebulae creating meet-cute, the ongoing forbidden relationship that continues to build, the friends to lovers dynamic through the centuries and of course, the comfortable and cosy present-day lives, with 'our car' and 'our bookshop' and drinks at pubs and a relatively open existence together.

With each insight into the past, we catch the cues that indicate the developing affection, trust and care between the two; the way Aziraphale looks at Crowley when he realises the crows are goats, the way Aziraphale and Crowley cover for each other with Job's children, the bullet catch ('nough said) and the drinking of wine afterwards. When humans engage with literature or film, we understand the subtext of such moments, something angels and demons seem to miss as they focus on the overt gestures of romance and love in storytelling as confirmation of its existence.

In the present day, its the perching on the same chair, Crowley knowing the angel's different tones, the way they pop into the room at the back of the shop for private conversations, Aziraphale grabbing Crowley's arm, Crowley answering the bookshop phone with, 'Fell's bookshop, we probably don't have what you're looking for and we wouldn't sell it to you anyway'. While these are only a few of the prompts we are given, our brains piece together this storytelling along with the body language and expressions throughout, understand that all these aspects combined flag a romantic relationship developing and so we are swept up in the love story.

The way the flashbacks are interwoven with the present day is disorientating, because we are simultaneously seeing the sweetness and complexity of the developing relationship over time while in the present, Aziraphale and Crowley begin to fall out of step. Yes it starts with Gabriel's arrival and Crowley vs. Aziraphale's reactions and responses (there are many excellent posts that discuss this in great detail), but any misalignment isn't happening all at once, it in itself is like a dance; they move apart but then move together again, as an audience we think oh no, tension! oh good, that's resolved! However the neat trick here is that with each move apart as the individual characters undertake their own journey within the story, the distance grows a little greater. Meanwhile the interactions between the two characters do not necessarily shift dramatically and the set up through the storytelling still suggests that any threats are ones they will face together and it will be ok in the end.

Even the ball, I wanted to be all *swoon* and swept up. Everything that was happening on my screen told my brain that it should be feeling excited and full of all the feelings of seeing these characters finally starting to make a move, like I should be feeling giddy like Aziraphale seems to be because, just like the attendees at the ball and the very literature that inspired it, there's the music and the soft lighting and the smitten little angel face. But it's all those things and also none of those things, because as has been so brilliantly pointed out in this insight, this is all juxtaposed with the demon invasion happening outside and Crowley's futile attempts to convey the seriousness of the situation to Aziraphale. Crowley is doing the movements but he's not part of their dance in that moment, the dance they've been doing for centuries, and as a viewer it feels off kilter.

But we've seen their story unfold, we know that the love and the relationship is all there, and once again we see Aziraphale and Crowley fend off Heaven and Hell, both taking individual risks to do so and protect each other. Heck, we see that an angel and demon can put their differences aside and disapparate off into the universe together, our brains are poised, but also wary at this point because it can't be this easy, can it?

Crowley has to have it explained to him why their plan didn't work, Maggie and Nina sit him down to do so, and in that moment we are also being told that you can't just be pushed together, the timing has to be right (cue small alarm ringing in the back of my head). Despite this, and we know Metatron is never good news, we, as viewers, are held precariously in the hand of the storyteller as Crowley's emotional declaration clashes with Aziraphale's news in a way that side steps the expectations that have been building throughout the season. The final moment of Aziraphale leaving hits SO hard because the expectations many of the storytelling conventions set in motion are subverted at the very last minute. And it's absolutely brilliant.

Just to be clear, I know there is far more complexity in the show, the characters and the storytelling, and tbh I don't even know if any of this rambling makes sense. But the fact is, my tiny mind is just awestruck at the layers of meta in the way our no.1 angel and demon are calling on literary conventions to try to make two people fall in love, while we're watching these conventions in action showing us two people falling in love. The result?

The most incredible tension, yes between the characters and their sudden divergence (which was actually not so sudden after all, we were just a bit distracted), but also tension in the storytelling as the duality of the love story and the individual character stories collide head first in that final moment and we are left trying to untangle our expectations from the reality of what has unfolded.

(that last paragraph should probably have been the whole post honestly)

[phantom-dc]

Dad Hood - part 10

After a couple hours of screaming and yelling, Tim was very grateful that he put Danny to bed before Jason began his tirade. The kid didn’t need to see his dad and his uncle fighting like this. As he got back to the living room, he wished he’d stayed with Danny.

‘WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, LETTING THAT CLOWN ANYWHERE NEAR MY DANNY!’

Jason was almost as red as his helmet. Tim was worried he’d pop a vein!

‘WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME THE KID’S A META! I WAS SO EXHAUSTED I COULDN’T EVEN THINK STRAIGHT!’

Dick was yelling right back. Seems like Danny made it difficult for him.

‘WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I GAVE YOU THE NOTEBOOK WITH ALL THE POWERS I KNOW OFF AND EVERYTHING!’

Jason pointed at the black notebook. Tim had a feeling Dick hadn’t read it.

‘YOU SHOULD’VE- wait, you wrote it down?’

Dick was feeling a bit sheepish. He really should’ve read that stupid thing. As Jason was starting another tirade, Tim decided to intervene.

‘GUYS! I know you’re tired and upset, but can you stop yelling? You’re going to wake up Danny!’

Jason and Dick calmed down. Dick apologized for putting Danny in harms way, but he made sure that Danny was ok. The kid had been more upset that he had to leave the cat behind then about what happened. Jason apologized for not being clearer about Danny and his abilities. He thought the book would be enough, but he should’ve told Dick what information was in it. Sitting down on the couch, Dick asked how their investigation went. Did they get some answers?

‘Well, yes and no. It’s complicated. We did find Talia and she was willing to talk to us. Turns out, she did have a kid about 6 years ago. She had him with Jason when he was recovering from his dip in the Lazarus Pit.’

Tim still felt weird about that. Jason had been way too young then, and it didn’t sit well with him.

‘Don’t give me that look. I was totally out of it at the time, I barely remember it!’ Jason misunderstood Tim’s look, thinking he was judging him, instead of Talia.

‘Since he wasn’t Bruce’s kid, she gave him up for adoption so he could have a normal life. She thought he had a good life, but didn’t keep an eye on him. She has no clue how he ended up in Jason’s care.’

Tim saw how surprised Talia had looked that they even knew of the child.

‘So what else did she say? How do Danny’s powers tie in all this?’

Dick was still curious. Surely they had all the answers now, and with he weekend he had he deserved answers!

‘That’s the part that gave us only more questions. She has no clue.’

Tim had been very disappointed that she had no answers. Talia had even gotten angry, suspecting her father of hunting the child down and experimenting on him.

‘And then there’s the age issue.’

Jason sighed. Damian had been aged up by artificial means, but that needed to be tested. Her father had forbidden her from wasting any of Batman's 'sample' on a test, but Talia had been desperate to make sure her Beloved’s son would be safe. That night she seeked Jason out, she hadn’t actually wanted him, but she needed a sample and he was there and still out of it. So the child had been aged up as well. He should look like a 14-year-old now, not 5!

‘So in short, Danny is Talia’s and mine’s kid. But he is far younger than he should be, has powers with no origin and still no clue as to how he got in my appartement!’

Jason was frustrated. He had hoped for answers, but came home with more questions.

‘I’m not even sure it’s the same kid. According to Talia, he had black hair and blue eyes. It might be a result of his powers, but there is a change we’re talking about a completely different kid here.’

Tim was worried. There were so many things that didn’t add up. What if they were getting 2 different kids mixed up?

As the brothers are talking, the bedroom door opens. Danny walks to the couch and crawls up, snuggling up to Jason.

‘Daddy, I can’t sleep. Will you read me a bedtime story?’

Jason pets Danny’s head. He wonders why the kid always has trouble sleeping. Maybe he wasn’t used to sleeping full nights?

‘In a minute, kiddo. Me and your uncles are almost done.’

Dick has an idea. With the amount of powers Danny tormented him with, maybe he could…

‘Hey Danny? Do you know anything about another Danny? With black hair?’

Danny looks up, sleepy. He thinks for a bit, before a ring of light appears. It splits in 2 and travel up and down his body, turning his hair black and eyes blue. His glow disappears and he looks like a normal kid.

‘Like this, uncle?’

The brothers were looking at the now black-haired boy, still snuggled up to Jason in his Martian Manhunter pajamas and his Wonder Woman blanket. At least one mystery was solved rather quickly. Jason rubbed his temple, before asking for the notebook:

Invisibility

Cryokinesis

Flight

Soul-pulling-out-powers???

Destructive scream

Super strength

(Flying) Superspeed

Photokineses

Shields

Doesn't need to breath (as often)?

Color changing (Camouflage? Different form?)

As Jason came to terms with another power, Dick decided it was the perfect time for a poor joke:

‘I mean, at least we know there aren’t 2 Danny’s going around?’

Jason gave Dick a look that said enough. But before he could tell Dick to buzz off, Danny decided to drop another bombshell.

‘But there are 2 of me! Dani is the best!’

The room immediately went silent. The brothers just looked at Danny. Jason gently shook Danny, praying he didn’t just fall asleep on them after that. He needed answers. NOW.

‘Danny, kiddo. What do you mean. Why are there 2 of you?’

Danny was beginning to doze off. He yawned and answered a bit groggily.

‘I was cloned. Dani is my clone. She is so cool. I’m so happy that she exists. Sometimes I wish that he cloned me sooner.’

Tim immediately followed up on that. Who cloned him?

‘Danny, who is this ‘he’? Who cloned you and made the other Danny?’

Danny puts on his thinking face. He still has trouble remembering things. But he knew exactly how to describe the guy.

‘I forgot his name. But he’s a rich, billionaire frootloop with adoption issues and a creepy lair underneath his mansion. He dresses like a vampire and he wants to get with my mom. I hate him.’

Hearing this, Tim and Dick looked up slowly, not wanting to make any sudden movements. Sure enough, Jason’s eyes were no longer blueish. They were glowing full, Lazarus green.

5 minutes later, Jason was calmy going around his appartement, Dick and Tim following in a panic.

‘Jason, please think about this!’

‘I just want to go talk to him.’

Jason was packing his weapons. Dick was trying to convince him to stop doing that, while also trying not to panic.

‘Seriously Jason, we don’t yet have all the info. There might be a good reason for this?’

‘I just want to go talk to him.’

Tim was very glad he had quickly put Danny to bed. The boy didn’t need to see what was going on with his dad.

‘Jason, please stop packing- Is that a bazooka!?!’

‘I just want to talk to him.’

Dick and Tim were at their wits end. They had expected screaming, anger, violence. The calm way that Jason was preparing a murder was unsettling to say the least. Especially since they knew who Jason was going to kill.

‘Dick’s right, Jason. What if it’s a mistake? Maybe it’s someone else-’

‘ARE YOU SERIOUSLY TRYING TO TELL ME THERE ARE 2 OF THAT FUCKER OUT THERE!?!’

Jason was livid. Tim admitted things didn’t seem good, but things had just been too strange. Nothing made sense anymore!

‘Look Jason, think about it. How could Bruce clone Danny? He didn’t even know about him!’

Dick was trying to reason with his brother. He couldn’t let Jason just try and kill their dad.

‘I don’t care how he did it! He knew I had a kid and he didn’t say anything about it! No, not only that, HE CLONED MY KID AND DIDN’T SAY SHIT! Oh, I knew that things had been going too well, I KNEW IT! I knew he didn’t trust me, that’s why he kept it from me! He didn’t trust me with my own kid, and now my kid has DIED AND BEEN REVIVED JUST LIKE ME! IM GOING TO KILL THAT-’

‘JASON!’ Tim actually slapped Jason across the face. ‘I know you’re furious, and you have every right to be! But we have no idea if Bruce really did all that! And before you start, when has ANYTHING about Danny been straight-forward?’

Jason actually put down his weapons, though his eyes didn’t change. Taking advantage of the calm, Tim kept pleading his case.

‘Look Jason. Things are really weird right now, and I admit, it does sound like Bruce did something he shouldn’t have. So, me and Dick are going back to the Manor. Give us a week to get to the bottom of this, ok? In the meantime, you can take Danny to all sorts of places now that he looks like a normal kid. How’s that for a plan?’

Jason calmed down a bit, the green finally receding. He knows Tim is right. He needs more information. And he can’t interrogate Bruce without strangling him right now. He relents:

‘Fine, one week. You investigate the Manor and I’ll try to get more information out of Danny. But if he did know-’

‘Then he’s all yours, Jason. We promise. Just, stay here and we’ll go. Ok? Bye!’

As Dick and Tim rush back to the Manor, they are worried. What the heck had Bruce done?

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[marilynthornhilllover]

Hard Feelings

Addison montgomery x fem! Reader

Warning: smut, mommy kink, praise kink, fingering, squirting, indecent language,

A/n: Enjoy ;)

♤○♤○♤○♤○♤♤○♤○♤♤○♤○♤○♤

You didn't wanna go to her. It was embarrassing. Atleast to you.

But she swore she would help if it happened again.

That feeling......

The one you get when you just wanna be fucked.....

It was soul consuming.

It Made you hard to focus, think and do your job as an intern properly.

You and addison have been secretly dating for 2 months now.

She was your boss, it was wrong but everyone loves a good "forbidden love" story.

You were checking a patient vitals when you noticed him squirming.

" you feeling alright?" You asked with true concern in your voice. Helping people made you happy, and that's what you and addison had in common.

" that doctor makes me nervous" he whispered, pointing his chin upwards gesturing you to look at what he's talking about.

You turned to see your secret lover in the hallway talking to dr.grey. the pool in your legs became more erratic.

There addison was. Her long tight navy blue dress hugging her every curve and black heels. God she turned you on.

You knew you were staring too long when the guy grabbed your hand and tugged it gently.

" now it's my turn to ask you if your ok" he said laughing slightly. You heard heels coming your way and you knew exactly who it was.

" Mr. Feacther I can see your getting better and better each day" addison said wrapping her hands around your waist giving it a slight squeeze.

Honestly that only made you more wet and needy. And she knew. She felt it as soon as she wrapped her hand around you.

The desire to be fucked radiating off of you.

" I am, thanks to your little girlfriend" he said smiling. You heard her laugh slightly as she pulls you closer to her body. Honestly you wanted to run away and hide.

" Your mistaken Mr. Feacther see ms. Montgomery and I are just friends" you said firmly making sure to not hurt addisons feelings with your tone of voice.

The guy narrowed his eyes at you and smirked like the devil himself.

"Friends who fuck?" Your face immediately got hot as blood quickly flew through. You were as red as a tomato. You could see addison was a bit taken back aswell but she covered it up with a smile.

" Your not fooling anyone dr. y/l/n, I see the way you two look at each other when no ones looking, the way Dr. Montgomery grabs you- I mean look" he pointed at your side where addisons hand laid and then back up at you.

Addison removed her hand and takes a closer step towards the elderly man.

" I'm sure you can find more proof than that Mr. Feacther but for now let's get some rest" she said caressing his arm as she smiles.

You finished up his checking and returned the check book to the front desk, leaving addison and him to talk about god knows what.

It was the end of the day and you were practically dying to be touched by addison.

You looked up at the clock and sighed.

11: 48 pm

You weren't sure how many hours you had been sitting in the x - Ray lab looking at x - rays of people's broken bone or leaned spine for.

You were so zoned out that you didn't hear the door open and close much less to being locked.

" Dr. Y/l/N i see your still here" addison says leaning against the counter next to you. You look up at her and nod trying your best to not rub your legs together, but you couldn't help it.

" What's going on there" she asked looking at you trying to create friction to get pleasure.

Obviously nothing goes unnoticed by her.

" just cold, the A/C is on the highest point" you said keeping your eyes on the papers infront of you and immediately halting your movements.

" y/n look at me" she said, her tone of voice demanding and slightly angry. Sending immediate shivers down your spine.

You looked up at her and bit your lips, you were particularly squirming at this point.

Her hair was very messy from the long hard day and had a claw clip holding it back. The way Her body was pressed against the counter and her arms folded across her chest, eyebrows slightly furrowed together.

She looked sleep deprived. After all she has been working for 26 hours straight.

She was hot and she knew it.

" don't lie to me" she said standing straight.

"I'm not I swear it's just that for the entire day I've been having that feeling again" you said pouting at her.

" baby why didn't you tell me?" She asked taking your chin into her hand.

" I don't know, I'm sorry" you said. She sighed and looked at you with care.

You returned the smile, got up and placed the papers into their folder.

You felt slender hands wrap around your mid section.

You pressed your body back against hers sighing as you let go of all your stress for a moment.

You got a little comfortable for a moment that you almost missed the feeling of addison slipping her hand into the pants of your scrubs.

You moaned softly as her finger came in contact with your sensitive clit.

" no panties? Such a naughty girl for mommy aren't you" she cooed as started circling her finger on your bud.

You arched your back and whined as she pulled her fingers from your pants.

" I know baby, mommy knows" she said as she spinned you around.

Her eyes were met with your needy and desperate ones.

" you really need a release don't you baby?" She asked parting your lips with her thumb. You moaned as you grabbed onto her hips and pulled her closer to you.

She gasped as her body hit yours with a force.

She immediately started kissing you like she was a lady who had gone mad. With Her tongue Intwisted with yours you couldn't help but, moan all your needy moans into her mouth.

Your sounds were like music to her ears. So desperate.....

She wanted to make your world crumble with pleasure, fill you with pure ecstasy.

She lifted you up unto the counter and smashed her lips onto your again. This time the kiss was heated and very sloppy. You craved her fingers with every second that passed.

She quickly pulled off your pants and spread your lips widely. She tried her best to hold back a moan as she saw your soaked cunt, glistening with arousal.

" did I do this to you baby" she said smirking up at you. You nodded eagerly not able to form words, but instead pathetic whines and moans.

She slid 2 fingers through your folds taking all the arousal onto her fingers as she brought them to her lips.

Sucking and cleaning them perfectly, moaning at your taste. She's never tasted anything as sweet and delicious as you in her entire life.

Your hips bucked as she slowly started rubbing tight circles on your clit. Your head dropped back as she found a steady rhythm. She started leaving sloppy kisses onto your neck.

Pulling a suckibg violently at the tender flesh. She was gonna leave marks and you couldn't help but allow her to. Her teeth slightly grazed over your pulse point making you shiver, as the cold air of the room touched it.

It took you by surprise when she slid her two fingers into your cunt making you cry out. She curled her fingers in you at the perfect angle hitting your sweet spot over and over again with each thrust she made.

She was knuckle deep in your cunt, going deeper and harder with given thrust. Your eyes started to roll back as you felt a familiar knot tie inside your stomach.

" this is what you wanted mommy to do to you all day baby? Mh" she asked leaving kisses all over your face, looking at how Intwined with pleasure it was.

She started going faster making you squirm as you held unto her for dear life. You felt a urge to pee but not they feeling you get when you wanted to.

No it was different. More pleasurable.

" fuck" you whispered as your back arched as she started circling your clit.

" fuck addi" you mumbled. You head was spinning. You needed to tell her but it was hard to form words.

That's when you realized. You didn't need to pee. You needed squirt.

This was the first time you would have an oragasm like this and was scared of how she would react.

She felt the way you clenched around her fingers, like you didn't want her to leave. You started choking on your own moans, trying your hardest to last longer.

But you couldn't. How could you.

It was so good. She was good at making you feel good.

" gonna cum baby? You squeezing me Hella hard" she said chuckling slightly.

You nodded biting your lips as tears of pleasure pricked in your ears.

" go ahead my sweat princess, come for mommy" she whispered into your ear before moving to suck on your neck.

That's all it took for you to squirt, you completely drenched her fingers. You saw stars. You breathing was elaborate and wild. She fucked you through your high and only stopped when you were getting oversensitive.

She allowed you to calm down and come back to earth.

She caressed your cheek and kissed you softly on lips.

Your thighs shook beside her. She removed herself from in between your legs and allowed you to clean up and redress.

" I want more" you whispered, her eyes darkened as she smiled at you.

" when we get home baby now let's go" she said.

Before you left you glanced up at the clock.

12:59pm

And you knew that the night was gonna be a long night.......

[littlest-w01f]

Romance

Rhysand x Reader x Eris

For @polyacotarweek

Poly Acotar Week 2024 Masterlist

Day 5: Favourite Trope

Summary: Eris, Rhysand and Rosalie's Forbidden romance

Cw: Eris and Rhys trying to be persuasive, Rosalie not being 100% sure of their relationship

It was forbidden, Rosalie thought as she swept away at the halls of the Autumn Palace, the feeling she was having for the heirs of Autumn and Night.

They were royals, and she was just a common worker, their social rankings were as far apart as possible. If anyone found out, she might be in a lot of trouble.

She looked around the hallways, grumbling silently when a couple fae walked past, holding some decorations for the Autumn equinox party, their feet slightly dirty from the outside mud.

Rosalie began cleaning away the dry mud when she felt arms around her, a hand on her mouth that pulled her away against a wall.

"Hello, my fox." Eris growled in her ear, pressing her between himself and the wall of the halls.

"Er..." Rosalie gasped as Eris turned her and kissed her hard. She was breathless in an instant, hands gripping his red locks, keeping him close before it hit her that they were in the middle of the halls, making her push him away. "... Someone might see."

Eris pulled away, a smirk on his face, "Come meet me in my room after you're done here."

Rosalie nodded softly, "Ok.. I have this entire hall to clean, and those stupid males just dirtied it with their disgusting shoes." She glared at the mud spots on the floor.

Eris chuckled at her glare, with a wave of his hand he cleaned the floors, "Oh wow, you cleaned it so fast." He kissed the crown of her head. "Now come over, I need the help of my maid."

With that he had winnowed away, leaving Rosalie speechless, "Well, thank you." She whispered looking at the clean halls.

She smiled, getting her cleaning things together, she wasn't as strong with magic as the heirs, not even slightly close, so using magic never occurred to her. After she was done collecting her things and bringing them back to where they were supposed to go.

After Rosalie was done setting things back, she made her way to Eris' chambers.

"Rosalie!" She froze, hearing the head handmaid call to her, "Where are you heading to?"

"Lord Eris has demanded my presence." Rosalie replied, not a lie, not the truth, "So I have to go, Madam."

The female glared at her, as if not believing her, "Fine. Go."

Rosalie hid her smile as she walked up the stairs leading to his room, she walked the halls, looking around the place till Eris' room came in sight, she opened the door and walked in, a little surprised when no one was there, she moved to sit on the bed, waiting for him.

Rosalie smiled when Eris entered the room, smiling wider when Rhysand followed behind him, "Eris... Rhys."

Rhysand smiled softly, reaching to hug her, "Eris told me he could pull you out of your work..." He wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"Well, she is mine." Eris spoke up smugly, pulling her away from Rhysand to kiss her neck. "I can have her wherever I want and releave her of most duties."

Rosalie rolled her eyes but still smiled, "You don't own me, you know that right?"

"Oh, but I do..." Eris hummed, a slight smirk on his lips as he watched Rosalie and Rhysand kiss in greeting.

Rosalie pulled away, then turned to Eris, "Whatever you say," Before giving her another deep kiss.

"So, why did you want me here?" Rosalie asked softly, "The palace is full of people for the Autumn equinox party, someone might see."

"We'll we're going out to this new place that opened up," Rhysand sat her down on his lap, catching up on his time away from her, arms wrapped tight around her waist, face tucked in the back of her neck.

"We already have a private room booked," Eris smiled, stroking her hair. "No one will know."

Rosalie frowned, "I have to work at the party, I can't sneak out of this one, Er..." She leaned back into Rhysand's hold.

Eris knelt in front of her, making Rosalie blush at the act, "I can say I needed you with me."

"You're meant to be there too," Rosalie pointed it out, trying to ignore Rhysand who was busy kissing her neck and ear.

Rhysand bit the tips of her ear, "We can sneak you out, celebrate our own equinox, you and us."

"You guys are nobility..." Rosalie frowned, getting up from Rhysand's lap, making the male sadden, "I'm... Just a random worker, I'll be in too much trouble..."

Eris began to speak but she kept going, "If you get caught not much will happen to you two... I might lose my lively hood."

"Rosa..." Rhysand stood up, his voice soft, "We've managed to stay hidden for weeks."

"But I'm the one who has to live with the fact that if we get caught I could get killed." Rosalie stressed, her eyes lining with tears. The rules of Autumn were very strict, and the punishments varried from losing the job, being exiled or killed and Rosalie wasn't quite excited to find out which one she might recieve. Rosalie was in a relationship with not one but two heirs, "I'm... I'm scared..."

Eris' eyes softened, "You know I'll protect you right?" He walked to her cupping her cheeks, tilting her head up to make her look at him, "I will never let you get harmed."

Rhysand wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her hair as she leaned into Eris, "Neither of us will. You have my word."

"Mine too." Eris decalred with a smile.

Rosalie managed a smile, "Really...?"

"Yes..." Eris stressed, kissing her forehead, "Our ranking doesn't matter."

"All that matters is that we want you," Rhysand spoke from behind them, "We'll work this thing out, alright?"

"You have to admit, there is a thrill here, Rosa." Eris smirked, inching closer to whisper in her ear, "Of getting caught, caught doing something we shouldn't, something forbidden."

Rosalie shuddered slightly when she felt Rhysand sneak a hand around her waist, "I..." She breathed out, feeling hands all over, she closed her eyes, her body felt instantly heat up, "I do."

"Wonderful, darling." Rhysand purred softly, pulling her against his chest, "We can stay for the party, keep you company while you work."

Eris smiled at the idea, "And then we'll sneak you away from your bed when everyone is alseep."

"Sounds like a plan," Rosalie smiled softly, "Clebrate in all ways."

Then Rosalie left the room, resuming her duties, a smile on her face, maybe they were forbidden, and she might be in trouble if they got caught, but for now, she was their secret, and their relationship was hers. And the thought made her smile wider. Their forbidden little relationship that she was growing to love so much.

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