#AND SO I WAS LIKE SUREEE PICK ME UP AT 2 THEN?

[birdmenmanga]

okay okay

update chorus

get breakfast

do dishes

ink more heishin

haircut???

shower (only if I get a haircut)

lunch

yayyyy trip to da beach!!!

[mimikittysblog]

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Pairing: poly! Husbands! Yunsan x Fem! Wife! Reader (mentions of Poly! Ateez, takes place in The Princess universe)

Genre: Fluff, smut

Warnings: It’s a poly! Story so FxMxM, Vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex (f receiving), threesome, minor choking. ⚠️MDNI⚠️ Thats all honestly. If I forgot anything please let me know also not proofread.

A/N: ITS HERE! Yay! I am.. not good at writing smut so this might be shit 💔 I apologize dear friends. Hopefully you’ll still be able to enjoy the dynamic of Yunsan here cause theyre so Aksjsojsksjsksjs. Thank you all for always enjoy my works! It really does mean the world to me! Love you all!

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Sunshine just started to seep into the room where 2 of the 9 lovers were cuddling. Here one of them started to flutter his eyes open. Right in front of him, the oldest of them all still sleeping peacefully and so beautifully. San smiled and let out a soft sigh. Relieved he finally gets to wake up in the arms of any of his loves again.

He leans in close and softly kisses Seonghwa on the lips before sitting up and stretching. He then carefully gets out of bed then tucks Seonghwa back in again. He puts on his slippers, boxers and fur coat before quietly leaving the room.

As per his lovers wishes he had started dressing like this more often. It was kind of a freeing feeling so he really didn’t mind. He soon made it to the kitchen where he finds you making their cups of coffee.

“Good morning princess.” He smiles.

“Good morning Sannie.” You reply back still turned away from him.

“Oh? How did you know it was me?” He asks amused before hugging your waist and pulling you to his warm chest.

“You think I wouldn’t recognize my husbands schedules, footsteps and voices?” You say cheekily.

“..I understand schedules and voices but footsteps??” He laughs.

“You all walk a certain way and pace! I’ve been with you for.. wow almost a decade now! I think I should recognize the sounds of your steps by now. And I do!” You giggle.

You then turned around softly and handed San his mug. He then thanks you with a kiss on the head before taking it.

“Almost a decade huh? Feels like longer. Feels like we’ve been together forever.”

“I know what you mean. Well we get to spend forever together now.”

“Hmm. Shall we go on vacation for our anniversary?” He asks wiggling his eyebrows.

“I always say we don’t have toooo but you all never listen so sureee” You say with a sigh.

He can only chuckle before taking a long sip of his coffee that you made to perfection. He then sighs content.

“I’ve said this a million times but I really missed this.”

“We know.. we missed you too our love.” You smile softly kissing his jaw as your fingers lightly traces the hickeys and marks left behind by Seonghwa. “Oh my, he really did a number on you.”

“Hmm you should see how I left him.” He chuckles.

“Owh don’t make me jealous now.”

“Oh?” He quirks an eyebrow as he sets his mug down. He then picks you up by the waist and sets you on the counter.

“No need to be darling. Just say the word. And I’ll do it all to you too.” He whispers against your lips.

“Please.”

“Good girl.”

He then quickly captures your lips in a searing passionate kiss. You pulled San even closer wanting to feel his touch all over you. You moan against his lips as he softly grinds against your clothed core.

“Take me to my room please?”

“Anything for my princess.”

He then picks you up and carries you to your room. There he lays you on the bed as he sheds his fur coat once more.

“I’ve missed you, my beautiful wife.” San groans as he kisses you again. Then begins to trail his kisses down. Leaving marks all over you like he said he would.

“I’ve missed you too Sannie. So so much. I’m so glad you’re home again.” You moan out softly as San begins taking off your robe.

“Me too.” San mumbles as he kisses the valley between your breasts before giving each some attention. Your yelps and whimpers are music to San’s ears.

“Have you gotten more beautiful while I was away darling?” San chuckles as he softly kisses down your body even more. Gripping onto your thighs before slowly taking off your soiled panties.

“I don’t believe so. Why would you say that my dashing husband?” You ask before running your fingers through his hair.

He kisses the top of your pubic bone as he feels your grip his hair. Groaning into your flesh.

“Because my heart is racing much more than it used to.” He says before giving your slit a kiss and a long lick. You moan out loudly before looking back down at him.

“Hmm must be just because you missed me too much.” You giggle.

“Maybe.” He starts before giving your clit a soft kiss. “But honestly, you really do get more beautiful whenever I look at you. It happens even whenever I blink. Like I blink and wow, you’re ten times more beautiful.” He chuckles before feeling you push his head into your awaiting cunt.

“Hush.” You giggle.

“Impatient.” His voices one last time, muffled. He then doesn’t waste another second before eating you out like how he always does. Like a starving mad man that hasn’t eaten in weeks. Which he probably is as this is the first time he’s tasted your pretty cunt in weeks.

Your loud moans and the sound of his tongue lapping you up are the only sounds that can be heard in your room.

“Ugh you’ve gotten so much sweeter too. God my wife truly has the best fucking cunt.” He groans out as he goes even faster and his tongue reaching even deeper in you. Before going back to suck on your throbbing clit.

You could barely hear him as unbelievable pleasure courses through your veins. You could only reply with a whimper anyway.

“Mmm. Well isn’t this a sight.” A voice suddenly sounds from the doorway.

Your head snaps up to see Yunho leaning against the now closed door.

“Y-yunnie..! Mmm! Good morning!” You giggle, completely ignoring the fact that your cunt is being eaten right now.

San simply hums to acknowledge he heard Yunho. Not even pulling away and continuing his ministrations.

“Good morning princess. I see San gets to have his breakfast early.” Yunho says as he walks up to you.

“First come first serve.” San muffles out. The vibrations causing you to moan out louder.

“Fuck sannie!!! My love I’m gonna cum!”

Suddenly without warning, you were being choked. Yunho leans down and kisses your ear as his hand stays on your throat.

“Cum for him.”

So you did. You almost screamed in pleasure as you came straight onto San’s tongue. The boy lapping up everything, swallowing what you gave him happily before pulling away. Kissing your core one last time.

“Fuck she’s so sweet..”

“Mmm let me have a taste.”

The hand on your throat quickly changes target. Yunho pulling San to him, smashing their lips together. Yunho hums satisfied, your taste and the natural taste of San’s lips coating his tastebuds.

“Yunho… fuck.. me…” San moans out as Yunho’s hand tightens around his throat.

“Aw? Princess and Seonghwa weren’t enough for you baby?” Yunho chuckles.

“You know I can’t get enough of all of you! And those weeks in that disgusting mansion was practically hell now both of you please! Just fuck me?!”

“No need to tell us twice.” You breathe out. Tugging onto San’s hand, you pull him on top of you once more.

“Is this okay sannie? Me under you and Yunho from behind?”

“Yes yes please!” San moans out desperate especially now he feels Yunho’s hands rubbing on his ass cheeks.

“Prep?” Yunho asks softly as he kisses San’s back.

“N-no.. I’m sure my night with Seonghwa is enough.”

“Okay, I’ll still go slow baby.” Yunho says as he quickly strips and gets some lube from your drawer. Rubbing some onto his dick to make sure he doesn’t hurt his husband.

“Sannie put it in..” You whine, also getting desperate.

With a groan, San positions is dick by your entrance before pushing in slowly.

“Oh fuck!” He groans even louder, dropping his head into the crook of your neck.

“Ready for me Sannie?” Yunho asks one more time, kissing San’s spine.

“Yes Yunho baby please! I’ve missed your big cock so much please!” San whines out.

Yunho can only chuckle before slowly inserting himself into San’s hole. Making him sigh out in relief.

“I’ve missed your tight ass too baby.” He whispers into San’s ear before thrusting sharply. Immediately hitting San’s spot.

“FUCK! God yes!” San screams out before both men started moving in a fast pace.

Soon enough a rhythm between you three were formed. Heightening your pleasure immensely. San thrusting in you, as Yunho does the same to San. It really couldn’t get better.

“God fuck! Yes yes!! Ngh I’m so fucking close already!” San groans. Hearing that you claw into San’s shoulders before starting to grind your hips up to meet his thrusts. “OH YES!! Fuck me like that both of you fuck keep fucking me like that!”

“Shit I’m also close!!” You whimper.

Yunho groans and you both know he isn’t far behind.

“C-cum for us Sannie! Please come for us! Show us how you missed us yeah??” You say into San’s ear.

“Shit!! Yes! Ugh I’ve missed you all so fucking much! Ugh!! I’m cumming!! Yes!!” San screams out before giving you one last thrusts and paints your insides white with his warm cum.

The feeling of his dick twitching in you and his abuse on your clit makes the coil in your stomach snap. Your eyes roll back into your head as you scream out in pleasure cumming all of his dick. As finally the pure pleasure on your face and the feeling of San clenching does it in for Yunho.

“God!! F-fuck I’m cumming to shit! Fuck I’m cumming!!” And with that he pumps his cum into San’s hole.

You all take a breather before the men pull out and flop onto the bed. Still panting, you slowly roll over to snuggle up into San, as Yunho des the same on his other side.

“I love you both..” San pants.

“We love you too hubby.”

“I’m glad you three had fun.”

As you three look up, you see Yeosang standing by the door.

“Hi honey. Morning!” You exclaim.

“Good morning princess. Now all of you rest a bit, then go and take a bath. I already set it up for you in the master bathroom.” Yeosang explains.

“Oh how sweet of you darling. Thank you.” Yunho pants out still exhausted.

“No worries baby. Now rest up, after your bath come join us for breakfast. Also Sannie, my room tonight?” Yeosang asks with a smirk.

San laughs out a bit before giving his husband a wink. “Wait for me.”

Yeosang’s smirks widens and he blushes a bit before closing the door.

“Rest well my loves.”

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© mimikittysblog 2024

[s3raphimssins]

could you write chuuya x ada secretary reader? like reader takes phone calls and is basically the front desk person for the ada but falls for chuuya (ooo the drama)

➼authors note: i love this alott! sureee! thanks for requesting part 2 is here

➼pairings: chuuya x fem!reader

➼summary: you were working as a secretary for the ada what happens when you meet the port mafia executive?

ONE RING AWAY

It was just your normal shift at the ada doing tasks of the members, receiving phone calls, arranging meetings. The phone started ringing again as you were seating on your desk and you sighed before picking it up, another meeting for the boss. You noted that down and got up to leave for Abit to get something to drink.

You left the agency informing the members. You thought of not going to the cafe downstairs and wanted to try something new so you left to go to the cafe ahead. You entered the cafe that was filled with the sounds of the chatter of the the people, the smell of coffee and freshly baked goods. You smiled to yourself before going to be counter to order something. You got yourself a coffee and turned around to leave, when you bumped into a stranger behind you. "Oh my gosh! I'm sorry" you apologized as some of your coffee spilled on his suit, you glanced at him quickly and it dawned upon you.

Nakahara Chuuya. The gravity manipulator of the port mafia, you were caught off guard by his presence. He started at you and opened his mouth to say something. You thought that not only did you encounter a port mafia executive but you spilt coffee on his suit, even if it was little you knew how everyone would say he has a short Temper, you didn't have an ability to defend yourself either, this was it. "It's okay, be careful next time". You let out a small breath you didn't know you were holding. What...? You looked at him. "Umm are you okay?". You snapped out of your trance and apologized "sorry again! Do you need a napkin I can get you one". "No really it's fine" he said before walking Infront of you to the counter getting a napkin and walked away into the cafe.

What was he even doing here?! And how are you still holding up, you shook your head walking off. He looked charismatic in person. you saw him in the ada files and always thought of how decent he looks, seeing him Infront of you was even better? His blue eyes gazing at you and the way his suit was so prim and proper, his hat just oh so slightly tilted to the side, hes got you in a daze? You walked off into the agency and decided to never speak of this ever again.

That was untill 3 days later you were walking down the street back home when a couple ruffians approached you. They started grabbing you belongings screaming for money. Now just because you had no ability dosent mean you couldn't fight, you were ready to smack them when a guy from behind came and took them down before you. "Huh?" You turned around to see chuuya, again. "We meet again, stranger" he said fixing his hat. "Thank you for that, I owe you now don't I". "Nah, I was walking here anyway, want me to walk you home?" He said. "Thanks for the offer! But actually I'm heading to the ada-" you smiled before snapping your mouth shut. Shit you just told him that. Dammit. You saw his fists clenching Abit. "You work for the ADA??!" he shot. You gulped "I'm just a secretary there! I'm sorry! I don't want trouble". He calmed himself down and scoffed walking away.

Now what.

[campbyler]

i have so many things i want to say about everything but i do remember the moment where mike (playfully) accused will of lying and it makes so much more sense now i thought he was just being smug as hell like “oh ofc you would’ve kissed me two months ago i am just that spectacular” but no. i’m sorry for doubting you michael you DEFINITELY had grounds for that claim. out of focus eye to eye kidnapped my firstborn and left a changeling in its place. lives were ruined in the best possible way.

exactlyyyyy you get it! the way you worded this ask actually made me want to make a little note about why we wrote the reference in, because it was very intentional and there were a couple different reasons for it which i think are both very important !! (but obviously could not mention here before out of focus dropped)

1. obviously it was a Reference, in that we thought this is a big enough piece of lore that it would be weird for it to never ever come up even once, but the whole idea of the companion fic was that it kind of has an ambiguous ending and even mike was not super duper 100000% sure of will’s intentions (due to the #inebriation). so it was unlikely at this point in their dynamic that they were going to have a real fleshed out conversation about it because it would definitely need both of them to be vulnerable in a way they were Not ready to be at the time (will admitting to wanting to kiss mike/mike admitting to having wanted to be kissed? noooo way). mike is kind of testing the waters here (and being annoying on purpose) but from his pov will either still does not remember or does remember but does not want to talk about it, so it doesn’t really go anywhere anyway. but alsoooooo

2. another remnant of the post ch05 era specifically was a lot of people commenting things along the lines of “omg mike is being so flirty” “where did that confidence come from” etc etc which is so true bc poor will got absolutely blindsided by it and it was so fun to write but!! the idea also is that half it was that confidence boost you get after realizing that someone is also into you/attracted to You and i think mike would’ve taken that and ran with it for sureee (esp bc will initiated the ch04 kiss And the ch05 morning kiss mostly) and the other half was mike having information that the readers and will both did not have! a majorrrrrrrr driving force of acswy is the fact that neither of them are ever working with All of the information, hence the unreliable narration, hence the drama and history and them both being so annoying and unserious, etc etc etc. i think that’s important to keep in mind, especially now that we’re in the ch09 era where their dynamic has shifted pretty drastically since their rivals era in the beginning, or even chapters 04/05. 😗😗😗

i’m actually very glad no one Really picked up on this being a Thing when ch07 dropped bc it was supposed to be super subtle (obviously a couple people said 🤨 am i missing something? and we said No 😌) but the reactions we’re getting now have been incredibly fulfilling and have been just what we were hoping to get, which tells us we are writing this story right! sorry for ruining your life and the changeling baby but thank you sooo much for the lovely ask <33

[sophistired18]

Kryk ficlet about something something january, insecurities, the Earth, and sisters. Pt. 2/3(?)

Snow is falling, you're floating, let me anchor you.

"Geez, you look more nervous than me." Yaku blurts, observing Kuroo silently run circles in his head.

They're walking around the corner, about to reach the restaurant that Kuroo agreed on with his sister. Kuroo promised Yaku he'd make this work out sometime soon, but he didn't expect it to be this soon. Honestly, he was surprised she even picked up at all. Then he tried setting up a date a month ahead, which she declined due to her 'very busy schedule'. Kuroo's certain she's definitely wanting to avoid this too. Although, what he didn't expect is for her to say that she was free two weeks from then. So that's why he and Yaku are walking in the snow to a small restaurant after a long train ride to Yokohama in the middle of January. And each step they take closer, the more Kuroo realizes how much he dreads this trip. Or dreads his family. Well, his sister mostly.

"I'm not nervous." Kuroo replies. "She irritates me. Not in the way you do, I love you, she's just always rubbed me off in the wrong way." Kuroo begrudges.

"More than Daishou?" Yaku questions, his voice airing in amusement.

"Yes. More than Daishou." Kuroo admits, scrunching his brow.

"Wow. That's a new low." Yaku hums. "But, seriously, you said you didn't care what she thinks. I'm not going to get butthurt if she doesn't like me. I'm stuck with you whether she approves or not." Yaku says truthfully, nudging Kuroo in the shoulder with his fist.

"Yeah, because I don't care what she thinks." Kuroo emphasizes. "Don't give me that look. I mean it! I genuinely don't. I don't care what she thinks of me, per se.."

"So you're worried that she'll think badly of me?" Yaku asks with an air of curiosity, rather than suspicion.

"It's more like.. well, yes. Sort of. Yes. But just to be clear, it's not because I think you're a bad person that she will immediately disapprove of." Kuroo attempts to explain.

"Obviously." Yaku responds, sureness radiating off his voice. He looks up at Kuroo afterwards, insinuating for him to continue.

"What I'm trying to say is, you're an amazing person. Don't say anything, I'm not done yet." Kuroo stops Yaku before he can butt in. "And I love you so much. Which you'd think that these two things would matter as a deciding factor on whether or not my sister will react amicably... but I highly doubt any of it would even matter." Kuroo lets out.

Yaku inhales, places his hands together, before pointing both accusingly at Kuroo. "Tetsu, dear, please get to the fucking point."

"Mori, she's never ever cared about anything I do or like. Which wasn't of course, a big deal to me like ever. Except, until now. Because now, you mean so much more than anything I've ever liked."

"Except volleyball of course." Yaku remarks.

"Ehh more or less equal I'd say." Kuroo laughs.

"Okay sureee, but continue." Yaku rolls his eyes, knowing there's much more to his idiot boyfriend's internal family complex.

Kuroo sighs. "I never cared if she had nothing to do with my life. I mean, heck, she didn't say a single thing to me when our team went to nationals. My mom at least sent a text! And graduation! Both graduations! She didn't even show up. Only called to say congrats and then hung up." He says exasperatedly, leaving him to wonder why he's so out of breath after letting that out. "So yeah, she can do her own thing, it's whatever. But, there's one thing I will absolutely not stand for her to ignore or treat like it's not a big deal, and that's you. Because if she did, then I know it's simply based on her view of me. And I don't think I could ever let anyone treat you that way, especially if it's because of me. Because you are such a-"

"Tetsu. Hey, I get it." Yaku says gentle yet firm. He stands in front of him, physically stopping Kuroo in his tracks, before reaching to hold his shoulders in place. Then he continues, "But, I also completely disagree. You're forgetting the fact that you are also a fucking amazing person. So please for the love of god, please remember that. Because then, who cares what she thinks of you or me. I already know who I am, you do too. Don't let her get to your head before we've even seen her yet."

Kuroo looks into Yaku's eyes and feels vulnerable yet comforted all at once. He feels grounded. He closes his eyes, calming down his nerves that, he denied in having, and opens them to meet Yaku's eyes again. "Okay." He slowly nods.

"We don't need her blessing." Yaku reassures. "Besides, I already got your dad's and Kenma's, and those are the only ones that really matter anyways." Yaku smiles, which only brings Kuroo back down to Earth once more. Yaku does that. There's this security about him that Kuroo craves and adores, and also partially envies.

"Damn it." Kuroo curses. He lowers his neck so his forehead meets Yaku's. "I love you so much, you know that?" He takes a deep breath, wrapping his arms around the smaller man. "Thanks, I needed that."

Yaku chuckles, his warm breath visible in the cold. "You really overthink the easiest of things. I just need you here in the present, Okay? Otherwise those five braincells of yours are going to explode." Yaku laughs lightheartedly, which is adorable even if it was after he just insulted Kuroo basically three times in a row. Yet, every bit of it helped Kuroo ease up a bit, only confirming that he must be some sort of masochist.

Instead of delving into that thought, he decides to come back to Earth, where Yaku is waiting for him. Kuroo presses a light kiss atop of Yaku's head and leaves his lips there, breathing him in.

"You ready now?" Yaku asks, peering his head up.

Kuroo smiles. "Yeah, I'm ready."

[klanceficatalogue]

oh my god hellOOOO!!!!! this blog was my everything when i started uni and i just graduated 2 months ago lol. i’m so glad you’re back and hope you’re doing well! this may be too specific of an ask, but a long time ago i read a fic where keith and lance of the future come back to pick up their baby, and for some reason young lance had named the baby leo. when they get the baby the note is in spanish and that’s how they know it’s theirs?? i know that’s SO much detail but if you have any idea what it could be , or even just a similar premise !! i would be so appreciative. i hope you have a lovely day :)

hi! sorry i can't find that specific one, although it sounds really really familiar im sureee ive read it.. if anyone knows what its called lmk - k

here are some fics with a similar premise:

Your Love Has Shown Me Proof

Your Eyes Tell

Just Like His Dads

[4ngeldusstt]

Halloween night part 1

A/N: this is just some scenario i had in my head, would you guys like a part 2 of this?? let me know what you think of this!! <3

Warning: mentions of drugs

Word count: 558

Part 2

It was halloween there was a party going on as obvious, you and maddy were planning on going you as an angel and her as a devil,

Madds✨: hey bitch we are picking u up in 5 be ready

You read the text as you finished giving your final touches to your look, some dainty jewelry and some glitter perfume, you admired yourself in the mirror before leaving applying some lip gloss.

You got in the car as you heard comments from your friends hyping you up “girl you look hot as fuck” maddy said, “yeah some ethereal shit wow you’re getting dick tonight thats for sureee” you heard Kat say. “You don’t look bad yourselves though, we on some bad bitch shit tonight”

“We gotta stop by fez store first to get some stuff, it’ll be quick i wanna get wasted” maddy looked at you as she talked knowing you had a thing for fez, you said you were best friends but she knew that your feelings were beyond that.

Maddy and i hopped out as the rest waited in the car and headed to the store you had confidence and tonight you were feeling yourself you knew you looked breathtaking in your costume and your makeup and hair was done perfectly.

“Hi fez” you gave him one of your best smiles that he much adored, “hi wheres ashtray i need some molly” fez signed to the freezer and maddy went in leaving you two alone.

“You look amazing ma, that costume goes well with u” you caught him eyeing you up and down “oh really? Why’s that huh?” You played dumb enjoying to see how nervous he was getting “cause u a lil angel ma” he laughed looking down not wanting you to see how blushed he got.

“Aw there is no strawberry lollypops..” you said with a playful smile and faking a pout “ah shit for real? ill make sure to stock up on those i know how much you love em” “cherry is good too” he said giving you options. “Hm ill try them then” you said graving three of them and placed them on the counter leaving a five dollar bill asking for some cherry rolling paper too, taking the paper off of one and popping it in your mouth, sucking lightly on it while your eyes didn’t leave his.

You knew what you were doing and for sure knew what you were doing to him. “Mm these are so good you were right fez” “you are always right” You sucked at the candy again. “Fuck” you head him mumble under his breath, you got him all worked up looking at him with that innocent face, that lil costume of yours and staring up at him all doe eyed, he wanted to fuck you right there in that counter but you two were best friends we wouldn’t risk it like that.

“Okay bitch we can leave i got my shit” maddy said coming out the door “Are you going to Nate’s party tonight?” You asked fez “um yea, gotta make business you know” “see you there?” You asked, giving him a lil wink and a smile as you made your way out, he simply gave you a nod, he was staring you in awe, of course he was gonna be there he wouldn’t miss it for anything.

[haikyu-hoe]

Love From Abroad

Tendou Satori x reader

one shot, fluff

this is one of my first times writing, so feedback is appreciated! dm for requests :)

hope you like it!

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You’re an exchange student in Japan and today is your first day at Shiratorizawa Academy. You’re a second year. You’re quite nervous but you’re confident that you’ll make friends.

When you get to class, the teacher asks you to introduce yourself to the class.

“Hi i’m y/k, i’m from [your country] and i’ll be joining for the rest of the year”, you say with a shy wave.

You sit on an empty seat beside a black haired girl with cute chubby cheeks.

“Hi i’m Elen”, she says with a timid smile.

You smile back at her and the lesson begins. This is harder than the classes you had at your previous school but you think you’ll get used to it. After all, you’ve always been pretty smart.

At lunch you sit with Elen and a few of her friends from your class and they’re all super nice to you and even offer to give you a tout after classes end. You of course accept this offer gladly since you kinda got lost this morning...

During the tour, they show you many things.

“Here we have the library, over there is a place where you can study and there’s 3rd years to help you and over here is the sports wing”, explains Lin, one of Elen’s friends, a short girl with brown, wavy hair.

“Thanks for the tour! I really appreciate it”, you thank them with a big smile.

They then leave to walk home but you decide to stick around a bit more. As you wander in the corridors you get to the sports wing Lin talked about. Curious about how big it might be, you walk down the main corridor. You can hear balls thudding and smashing on the walls inside one of the gym. You push the door shyly and go sit on a bench with other spectators.

“Their volleyball team is pretty good... Well i did hear it was what they call a powerhouse school so...”, you think, kinda zoning out.

One of the players, Ushijima, seems to be the star of the team. But he’s not the one you’re looking at. A red haired funky boy caught your eyes. He’s so charismatic and his bandaged fingers just look so hot...

You listen closely and finally catch his name: Tendou Satori.

After practice ends, you get up to leave but someone shouts behind you. You turn around to see a black haired boy with a choppy haircut and... TENDOU?!

“OI!!”, they say enthusiastically.

“h- hi?”, you ask, unsure if they’re really talking to you (even though there’s no one around anymore).

“I’m Goshiki and he’s Tendou”, says the black haired boy. “That over there is Shirabu and that, of course, is Ushijima. Are you new around here? I don’t think we’ve ever seen you around before.”, he says with a bright smile.

“Yeah i’m new I just transferred from [your country]. I’m y/k by the way!”, you reply, holding out your hand.

Goshiki shakes it while Tendou just looks at you with some weird smile that is somehow so attractive?

“Y/k huh... want me to walk you home?”, Tendou says while getting extremely close to you.

“Sureee”, you say. “But aren’t you tired from practice?”

“Don’t worry, it’ll replace my stretching!”, he says happily. He then grabs his bag, puts his arms around your shoulders and guides you to the exit.

“He sure is a people person huh”, you think. You’re kinda lost in your thought but you catch a few things he’s saying. He’s a 3rd year in class 2, and he’s a middle blocker. He then goes on about the other team members and fun facts about the school.

“Soooo tell me about yourself nowwww”, he says with that weird smile again.

You blush a bit and scratch the back of your neck and reply “Well i’m new to everything here, but i made a few friends in my class. I’m in second year, class one. The team was really amazing today by the way”, you try to be nice to him.

His smile widens at those last words and you walk in a comfortable silence back home. You thank him and walk inside.

“fuck...”, you mutter to yourself. It didn’t even take a full day for you to be completely in love with this strange volleyball player.

[time skip]

The next morning, you hurry up to school so you can look at the gyms before going to class. You catch a glimpse of Tendou, but of course he doesn’t see you.

At lunch, you tell Elen and the others all about last night. Lin is especially excited and Akira even lets out a little squeal. They convince you to go to practice again tonight.

When you get to practice, you quietly sits on the spectator’s bench but Tendou still notices you and smirks at you with a slight wink.

Luckily he quickly turns back to the game so he doesn’t see you blushing like a tomato. Watching him is fun but you can’t wait till practice is over and you can talk to him.

At about 5 pm, he finally gets out of the boy’s changing room and walks up to you.

“Heyyyy~ were you waiting for me?”, he says in a teasing tone while raising one eyebrow.

You blush a bit and lightly punch his arm.

“Why would i wait for such an idiot” , you say with a smirk. He pretends that your words are breaking his heart and then laughs. You had heard him laugh before but never that way... it was so carefree, so... adorable...

On the way home, he catches you staring at him, lost in the admiration of his perfect self.

“you ok y/k?”, he asks.

“ye- yeah sorry”, you reply quickly and start looking in front of you.

“soooo are you free tomorrow” he suddenly asks. You most certainly didn’t expect this. Does he mean as a date?? Maybe he juste want to hang out, i mean you barely know each other right?

He looks at you amused by the confused look on your face and his grin gets wider. He lets out a little chuckle before adding “yes, as a date y/k”

You blush heavily. It’s no use trying to hide it, you’re like a volcano about to erupt.

“yes! I mean um of course”, you reply nervously. You scratch the back of your neck, something you do each time you’re nervous.

“Great” he says happily, in a sing-song voice. “I’ll pick you up at 11 alright?” he adds.

You nod your head. God what will you wear?? Will you hold hands? Kiss even? What will you guys even do? All these questions keep you awake that night but you still fall asleep after a while, so happy about that date.

[at 10 the next morning]

You wake up, grab some quick breakfast and jump in the shower. You have to look perfect for this. After carefully planning an outfit and doing your hair and makeup, you hear the doorbell ring. Your heart starts beating faster.

You open the door to see a casually dressed Tendou grinning widly at you. He’s wearing black ripped jeans, adidas shoes and a hoodie that matches his hair colour. It’s so weird seeing him without his school or volleyball uniform.

“hey y/k~ you look...” he looks you up and down while blushing before continuing. “...great. You look great.”

You just blush as he takes your hand and drags you along with him.

“where are we going, Tendou-kun?”, you ask in a shy voice.

As a reply, he simply smiles at you and whispers “you’ll see”.

Impatient to know where you’re going, you try to get him to walk faster. But Tendou is not in a hurry at all, and since he’s stronger than you, you have to follow his pace. No matter how much you whine, insist and plead, the red-haired noodle boy refuses to reveal where you’re going.

After about 20 minutes you get to a 50’s themed restaurant. The inside is amazing with its vintage jukebox, checkered floor, coca cola adds and Marylin Monroe posters on the walls, retro booths and milkshakes on the menu.

You sit down on a booth by the window and order a milkshake. You share it with two straws, and when you both lean in to take a sip, your faces get so close they almost touch... Tendou’s breath feels warm close to your lips.

He then leans back and crosses his arms behind his head and just stares at you.

“Why did you agree to come today, y/k-chan?”, asks Tendou. He looks eager to receive an answer but he also looks like he’d rather not know in fear of being disappointed.

You give out a light chuckle before answering.

“because i wanted to, of course! You’re the nicest guy i’ve met and ever since I first saw you play i knew you were special.” you reply calmly before taking another sip.

He blushes like mad but then leans in to take a sip too. As you both let go of the straws, he lifts your chin with one finger and lightly kisses your lips. You’re chocked at first but you kiss back after a few instants.

He suddenly breaks the kiss and leans back. He looks out the window, nervously scratching his crimson hair. You start to wonder if maybe he regrets it...

“y/k i’m sorry that was so sudden i should’ve asked please forgive me i didn’t mean to-” Tendou starts talking saying quickly but you cut him off.

“tendou.” He finally dares to glance at you. “i’m glad you did. And i hope you’ll do it again” you whisper the last part but he still hears you. It’s enough to put a gigantic grin on his face. He leans in closer to you over the table and rests his chin on his hands.

“Then would you mind if we did something next weekend?” he asks while raising an eyebrow.

“i’d love that, Tendou-kun”, you reply.

For the following week, he walks you home each night but nothing really happens. You just talk and laugh, realizing how much you love him.

When the weekend comes, you get butterflies in your stomach as you get ready in the morning. Tendou should arrive soon, so you have to hurry.

When the doorbell rings, your heart does a loophole. Tendou is standing on your porch, in his cute casual clothes. He winks at you after saying a sexy “hey” and grabs your hand to bring you to another mystery place.

As you walk, you can only focus on his hand in yours... his fingers are so long, his palm so huge... but it’s their perfect temperature that makes them so wonderful. And god let’s not get started on his eyes and hair...

Time goes by so quickly when you’re with him, so before you know it you’ve reached your destination.

“we’re heeeereeee!” sings Tendou.

It’s a wonderful park with a small pond in which several koi fishes are swimming. A few ducks also swim around them and there’s lovely benches all around.

You sit on one of them and rest your head on Tendou’s shoulder. You can’t see it but his whole face lights up at this gesture.

“say, y/k-chan” starts Tendou. You turn your face to look up to his. He takes both your hands in his before continuing. “would you let me be your boyfriend?”

Your cheeks flush bright pink as you reply “of- of course Tendou-chan!!”

He smirks before kissing you softly. As seconds pass, he kisses you more and more roughly until you both run out of breath.

He looks at you like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world while you’re both trying to catch your breath.

He cups your face softly and puts his forehead on yours. You look tenderly in each other’s eyes, before Tendou finally speaks.

“thank you y/k-chan... i feel so comfortable around you, you make me feel so lucky, so... so... so happy. I hope i’ll feel like this forever and that it’ll be reciprocated” he says as his eyes fill with water.

You raise a hand to wipe his tears as you reply “I’ll stay as long as you need me, Satori. You’re so dear to me, i’ve never felt this way before” you sweetly replying.

He blushes at the fact you used his first name and closes his eyes to appreciate the moment. When he opens them again, he leans in close to hug you tightly and as he does so, he kisses your neck.

When you part, he kisses your lips tenderly and you can feel him grin slightly. You stay in the park until the sun starts going down. He then walks you home like a true gentleman, putting one last kiss on your soft lips.

~the end~

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 05 + 07.12.20 lbs

05.12.20

“tum saari property mere naam karoge.”

BITCH WHAT NOW???????????

V like dadiiiiiiiiiii ko dhokaaaaaaaa?!!!!?!?!?! oh ho, lagta hai pair chhoote chhoote V ko asli waale feels aa gaye dadi ke liye, free of charge!

THIS MAN AND HIS FACE NEED TO BE STOPPED SO HELP ME GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

also what else that tongue do (other than throw constant taane to guilt a bitch) baby boy mmmmmmmhmmmmmmm 😏😏😏

riddhima thinking ki property meaning khatra and she can’t allow it to stay on dadi, she has to take it on herself, so that if kabir tries hurting anyone, it’ll be her.

this one’s paar ki nazar has recognized that train of thought, i think.

she’s like think whatever you want idgaf, just do whatever the fuck i say or else. and don’t even think of charging me an extra paisa. jaake bhaanda phodna hai toh phod lo, phir you won’t get your remaining 4.5 cr. DAMN GIRL, WHERE THIS SHAATIR TAKE-CHARGE SIDE OF YOURS BEEN ALL THIS TIME???????/

hubs thinking same thing. he’s never been more turned on by her as when she’s using maximum brain.

“kya hai?????? aise taad kyun rahe ho?????????”

“taadna ekdum free of cost hai. only for your pretty face!” I HATE HIM.

LOVE THIS TROPE. LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE.

face change from smiley eyes to shaatir eyes, as he contemplates the facts before him. unf, the things it does to me to see him emote.

lijiye, iss show ke Idiot Brothers. and their plans to prove it’s not vansh and to get riddhima thrown out. i’ll pass.

but this one’s face tho. cutest. 

same, aryan. mera bhi yehiiiii reaction hai. taareeef karoon kya uskiiiii, jissne, tumhe banaaya!

some rando has come and is like hi, i’m your new lawyer; your old one appointed me before he left. no doubt he’s been sent by kabir.

V’s face: chutiya samajh rakha hai kya???? that’s not how this shit works.

v is like you’re here about my will and lmao riddhima’s all happy thinking oh vihaan has started my work already. SIS TILL NOW WHAT HAS HE DONE ACC TO YOUR PLAN? TELL ME ONE (1) THING THAT HE’S DONE LIKE YOU SAID.

yadda yadda yadda lawyer is like the property cannot be transferred for a few months. because Reasons. sure. sounds legit.

kabir is ecstatic. needs to learn to hide his MWAHAHAHAHAHA MERA CHAAL KAAM KAR GAYA FACE better if he wants to win at this game. he’s up against poker face all india/tellywood champion.

fb to kabir bribe/threatening lawyer. zero surprise.

V telling dadi idc about all this, meri asli daulat toh aap hai. lmao he really just does not give the other grandkids a chance to be #1 in dadi’s books.

ishani is pakka sure this is vansh bhai itselfffffffffff. and lmao angre’s suspicious face. they’re legit like:

V trying to negotiate salary increase (10% per month!!!!!!!!) and riddhima’s like bhakkkkkkk, sabzi mandi laga rakhi hai kya maine? yeh faltu ki bargaining nahi chalegi yahaan, jo karna hai karlo.

ishani’s back with bhai’s favvvvvvvvv chocolate cake and.... OH NO HE WAS SO FUCKING RUDE TO HERRRRRRRRRRRRR. riddhima ko sabak sikhaane ke liye ishani ko kyun sunaaaa rahe hoooo!?!?!?!!?

anyway riddhima tried to sametofy that raita by apologizing to ishani and.......... that went as well as expected.

kabir and aryan watching and lootofying mazze.

lmaooooo aryan tubelight ko situation samajh hi nahi aaya and kabir is just like

lmao have you seen a more pitying look????

angsty piano playing time.

lmaooooooooo she’s like “jahaan vansh banna tha, wahaan bann nahi paaye, yahaan yeh karke kya kya fayyda hai?” which......... troo. i really like this give-no-fucks version of riddhima who says what’s on her mind, instead of just doing lengthy internal monologues of stupidity. 

as,kjdlkasjd;lksjd;lkjsa;ldkjsa;lk she’s like vansh never yelled at anyone if it wasn’t a big deal. to which V is reacting just the way i am rn.......

‘lmao reallllllllly??? i don’t remember it like that.’

more lecture and yeah, i relate to him.

ishani over here crying to angre about bachpan se leke aaj tak vansh bhai ne kabhi nahi daanta. which again i’m like?????????? i have literally only seen V1.0 yelling at ishani for some bs or the other. literally never has he shown her any pyaar; the most he’s ever mellowed at her was when he gruffly told her sunny’s “truth” and made her understand that the wedding with angre would be good for her. nostalgia comes with some reallllll rose tinted glasses huh, ki everyone’s whitewashing asshole!vansh this way.

soft ship gently chugging along!

anyway angre has a plan and ishani like so help me god imma murder this fucker if he’s not vansh. there’s my girl!!!!!

this one is driving a hardddddddd bargain and wow, really going to town on that piano. riddhima doesn’t find it shady at allllllllllllllllll that he’s an equally good piano player as vansh huh? zerooooo thoughts about that.

“gunaah karne waale se bada gunehgaar hota hai gunaah sehne waala.” bhai waaah, isske victim complex ko mera salaam, ki bechaara is ONLY GETTING 5 CRORES, BOOOOOO HOOOOO.

“jabse tumse yeh deal kii haina, badi gandiiiii waali feeling aa rahi hai!” lmaoooooo yeah sureee, i can see how torturous it is, to be paid OBSCENELY to......... play yourself.

“mujhe teen guna chahiye. i want triple.”

BITCH WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF 3X SLKJDFSLKJFLDK 15 CRORES I KNOW TERA HI PAISA HAI BUT HADH HAI BHAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII?!?!? YOU SOUNDING A LOT LIKE THIS GUY:

oh boy ishani and angre have entered hearing about “triple”.

badi safaai se he said OH I MEANT IMMA BAKE A TRIPLE LAYER CHOCOLATE CAKE FOR YOU TO SAY SORRY.

softttttttttttttttttttt siblingssssssss. baaaaabies.

but hubs and wifey have come with some stress relief for bhai, lol.

lmao riddhima’s reactionnnnnnnnn.

lo ji yeh bhi aa gaya rang mein bhang daalne. wants to make things interesting via bet. some realllllll high stakes shit. good lord, don’t be gross and bet riddhima or something, maharabharat style.

aaaaaand it’s on!

no point screaming in your mind, riddhima. should have sent him to basketball camp before you recruited him.

"bohut mazaa aayega!!!!” lmaooooooo seeeeee, i told y’all. all this big baby legit wants is someone to playyy with himmmmm. have you ever seen him look THISSSSS HAPPY EVERRRRRR??????????

——————————————————————— 

07.12.20

lmao @ his purposely bad dribbling.

stressing Dollar Biwi out some more by saying he hasn’t even watched the game on tv.

unffffff. Chehra Appreciation Break. these go out to my girl @nawaazishein​ (she knows exaaaaaaaactly why.)

riddhima is like when you pick teams, pick me, and kabir is here to talk smack and say everyone’s gonna find outtttttt nowwww.

ok great, whole fam’s here. there’s a chalkboard set up for the score and everythinggggg. coz as per usual, no one else has nothing else to do. not even catch up on their podcasts or play some candy crush or nothing. they just wanna watch these two grownass men having a pissing contest.

V wins the toss but aryan’s bitch ass lies and says kabir won it. K selects riddhima first.

he knew that kabir’s dumb ass would do exactly that. besides, he’s seen riddhima play. she sucks ass at it. best if she brings down K’s team from the inside, lol.

V’s picks: useless!chacha, angre. K’s pick: aryan. rules established, ki after every 10 points, rival team se player will be out.

all i can think of rn is that everyone went and changed and riddhima’s gonna play in her sari and heels?!?!?!?!!!?!?

game faces on!

lol such bball captain and his gf head cheerleader vibes. CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh god are we supposed to sit and listen to chachi’s commentary?!?!!?!?

please note i’m literally only watching this ep to see the boys’ shirts move and expose chest and abs. 

riddhima gets the ball and is standing there in one place dribbling so that V can easily intercept and he’s just..........

............. imitating a frilled dragon or some shit?????

kabir just took the ball from her and scored.

first basket he made and he’s already telling vansh to give up. dude, hadh hoti hai overconfidence ki.

V like haar-jeet ka faisla end mein hota hai. i would say i’ve already won, getting to see this much sweaty neck and chest, mmmmhmmmmmm.

SCOREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! i mean, yeah V scored a point in the game or whateverrrrrrrr, BUT **I** GOT TO SEE SOME TUMMY WHEN HE JUMPED UP!!!!!

lol idk what the sassy finger wave was for, but i liked watching it.

THIS DUMBASS. SOMEONE PLEASE JUST PUT HER OUT OF HER MISERY.

aryan’s out.

AND I SCORE AGAIN!!!!! ouff, the things i have to resort to coz they don’t gimme tellywood men shirtless anymore.

useless!chacha’s out.

askljdlkjlkdjlsakjdlsakjdlsdjlaskjdlj bechaara kabir.

“you. out, please!”

sureeeeeely he will not pull the kkhh move in front of the whole fam??????/ will he?????????

look at his face, ki awwwwww, how cute that she’s trying.

riddhima is so stupid, if she scored all these points, why didn’t she pick V to leave the game instead of angre!?!?!?!!?!?

BITCH DID THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“isski har harkat vansh se kyun milti hai?????” idk sis, take a wiiiiiiiiiild guess. if it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck........... MAYBE THE FUCKING 6 FOOT 2″ DUCK LOOMING IN FRONT OF YOU AND RUNNING HIS HANDS ALL OVER YOU IS YOUR FUCKING HUSBAND??????

the way he’s smiling is practically challenging her to figure it out.

she’s still like nope, not him. just a coincidence. while she mulls on that brain fart, imma stare at rrahul’s chest some more.

of course.

YOUR WHOLEASS FAMILY IS STANDING THERE WATCHING THIS OMG I’M DYING OF SECONDHAND EMBARRASSMENTTTTTTTT FUCKING TAKE IT TO YOUR ROOM YOU WEIRDOS

“yeh bonus hai. free of charge. just for your pretty face!”

this dumbass is also hung up ki how overnight he became good at playing basketball. abbe oh gobar ganesh why can’t you just accept it’s him?!!?!?!?

aryan’s like dude, it’s him. i’ve seen him play. this is him.

but there must be somethinggggggg unique about vansh’s style right????

ahaaaa, ambidextrous.

kabir legit threw something like that looks like a clown’s nose. i guess he just carries that around full time coz he’s a 🤡🤡🤡

blah blah we already knew this from the precap. i’m just fwding to when he plays with the left and wins.

lmao V’s faaaaaaaaace. when kabir finally gets his day of reckoning, vansh is really nottttttt gonna hold back.

never seen ppl THIS happy to see a left handed person, lol.

“vihaan vansh ki tarah left hand se khel sakta hai??????”

CUTESTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lmaoooooooooo his face is like jo toota nahi tha, woh bhi tod ke rakh degi.

lolllllllllllllllllllllllllllll. asshole.

uh huh honeyyyyyyyyy. did the Vansh Move.

asking how you did all this when i never told you these facts about vansh?

“tum zaroorat se zyaada sochti ho, Sweetheart.”

DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“kya aisa humne pehle kabhi nahi kiya? kya yeh pal humaari zindagi mein kabhi bhi nahi aaya, riddhima?” he said her name The Vansh Way, not The Vihaan Way!!!!!!!

“tum mere......”

“haan riddhima, yeh tumhara veham nahi hai. main vihaan nahi, vansh hoon. tumhara vansh.”

haaaaaaye bechaari. at this point i’m feeling quite bad for her. it’s not her fault she’s so stupid. ab hai toh hai. kya kar sakte hain. bedagarkkkkkk ho tera, vansh. may you die of blue balls for fucking with her simple mind this way.

i just did my homework reallllllllllly well, it seems. so my 3x payment is totally worth it. god i wish that pool was full, so that i could dunk his head into it and hold it there for a few minutes.

THIS ASSHOLE DOESN’T EVEN FEEL A LITTLE BIT BAD FOR WHAT HE’S DOING. LIKE, THODAAAA TOH HE SHOULD FEEL.

and then he turns around and looks at her like this!?!?!?!!?!?!? OUFFFF. FUCK YOU MANNNNNN.

blah blah talk about how now everyone must be convinced (except kabir) but yeah, i’m just here for The Face.

JFC SIS. AT THIS POINT YOU JUST NEED TO PULL A KHUSHI KUMARI GUPTA SINGH RAIZADA AND YANK A FEW HAIRS OUT FROM HIM AND ISHANI AND SEND IT FOR A DNA TEST.

shhhhhhhhhh, koi hai. yup. and not at all an excuse to get touchy touchy with wifey and give her some more mindfucky clues as to who you are.

someone’s watching us, we gotta sort out the property shit realllll quickkkkkkkkk.

he has An Idea, it seems. oh boy.

[stilllsage]

Oooohhh this is so exciting omg

1. Team rational for sureee. I do love me some supernatural so I'd be good with both, but I'm a really big fan of the mercury poison/caves theory and I'm reeeally praying it's true

2. Lottie all the way, adult and teen. But if I had to set my girl aside, then I would have to pick Shauna or Jackie teen timeline and Van adult timeline

3. Omg this is the best question I love music. Climbing Up The Walls (Jackie munch scene) is iconic and I adore Radiohead so that one is one of my favs. (f+tm "I'm Just a Girl" and Portishead "Glory Box" are honorable mentions always)

4. Hehehhe lottienat hehehehe

5. Wait why would you ask this what the frick. (Old Wounds and Edible Complex)

6. I would love it to be Shauna just for shock factor, buuuutt I'm a big fan of theories so I'd love to say it's Jackie group hallucination or whatnot

7. I got no clue but I'm gay so maybe bath scene if you're putting me on the spot

8. Uuhhhhhhhh as mentioned mercury poisoning is messing with their heads theory, and also the pit girl being the last sacrifice (AND NOT MARI PLEASE I SWEAR IT'S GEN GUYS)

9. Okay like besides the cult and crazy stuff, without bias I'd love so say Lottie. I mean for starters she's gay🙄, and I just feel like I connect to her character a lot with her personality and relationships between people. She's giving people pleaser in a sad puppy dog way

10. Uhhhhh nothing I can recall right now actually— idk if over 600 tiktok vids (probably rookie numbers for some of you 🤨) of the girls saved counts as crazy.

11. Jackie was a better person than most of the girls (is that controversial? Idk man)

You actually tagged like most of my moots um @shaunashpmn

Starting a Yellowjackets tag!

I want to get my mind off of things so: If you want, answer any or all of the questions below and tag 10 people (or however many you want) who also might want to share! I would love to see what you guys have to say!

1. Are you team Rational or Supernatural?

2. Who is your favorite teen timeline character? Favorite adult timeline character?

3. What is your favorite needledrop?

4. What is your favorite ship?

5. What is your favorite episode?

6. Who do you want the Antler Queen to be?

7. What is your favorite scene in the entire series?

8. A theory or prediction you have about Season 3?

9. Which character do you relate to the most, and why?

10. What is the craziest thing you’ve done in the name of Yellowjackets?

Bonus:

11. What’s your most controversial Yellowjackets take?

—

Here’s mine!

1. I am mostly Team Rational because I love the way this show depicts trauma but I also love seeing the supernatural side of things through the survivors’ eyes if that makes sense.

2. Natalie in the teen timeline because I love her compassion and softness underneath the front she puts on. Lottie in the adult timeline because I love her internal battle with herself and how afraid she is of her own mind. Misty is a close second in the adult timeline!

3. “Cornflake Girl” playing while Nat sees the mossy tree for the first time, Callie seeing the Adam Martin driver’s license in the barbecue, and Shauna eating Jackie’s ear. It just goes so perfectly with everything that’s going on (especially the elevated piano while Nat and Travis are scaling the mountain and the lyrics while Shauna takes the bite!)

4. LottieNat is my favorite ship I can’t help it Nat and Lottie are my favorite characters so having them together is a dream (TaiVan, JackieShauna, and TravNat are up there, too).

5. 1x09 “Doomcoming” is just amazing and captures everything I love about Yellowjackets. I love when they let the girls go batshit crazy, hoping we get more Doomcoming vibes in S3.

6. I want the Antler Queen to be Natalie because that would show a true descent for her in the Wilderness from being the most morally grounded one to the leader of the group at their most unhinged and primal. But honestly I think that Shauna might be the AQ after all…

7. I think the Jackie-eating scene is the best in the entire show. The “Climbing Up the Walls” song choice, the bacchanal feast flashes as a way of coping with the horror of what they’re doing, seeing them go fully feral for the first time, it’s such a well crafted scene.

8. I know this probably won’t happen but I’m just going to throw it out there that Cabin Daughter is alive and she will be revealed to have been Javi’s “friend”!

9. I relate to Shauna the most because I also admittedly have a bit of an obsessive/intense personality and I, too, internalize my emotions to a very unhealthy degree sometimes. I also grew up being in love with my childhood best friend who is very, very much like Jackie (and now we have been dating for 7 years!)

10. Mine is a mix of going to a Yellowjackets panel and sitting like 5 feet from the showrunners, doing everything in my power to score early screening tickets to Heretic and Companion, and pretending I was sick so I could go home early from work the day that the S3 trailer came out.

11. The male characters on this show get too much hate🫢 I like Travis, Jeff, Kevyn, and Walter (even though his introduction and storyline are rushed and forced). I don’t like them more than the female characters, but I like them nevertheless and appreciate their contributions to the plot.

No pressure tags! (I’m tagging 15 bc I feel like it) @before-it-felt-like-a-sin @baked-potatoes-rule @jackiesnats @deerest-deer @whodoesnataliehave @stilllsage @fairytwles @glitterfairy-21225 @lesbianforlottie @tr4vnat @lauraleetaylor @cassioo @natsboygirlfriend @soapyjackets @pinkkkkat @natgf123 +literally anyone else who wants to!

[reneesi]

i never would have thought // CH.08

WRITTEN PORTION

It had been approximately 2 hours since (Y/n) had sat down atop her bed to send a quick text back to Tsukishima. She’d never anticipated to receive such a quick reply, but subsequently the pair had launched into a heated debate about the proper categorical standing of a hotdog; aka if it was actually a sandwich or not. The discussion lasted so long that she’d eventually sprawled out onto her bed, on her stomach, and moved to dangle her feet over the edge. Every once in a while, when one of them would send a meme or make a snarky remark (Y/n) would erupt in a fit of giggles, her feet kicking up in glee. 

“Hey (Y/n), Mom asked why you haven’t taken a bath yet?” Shoyo said, cracking her bedroom door open and poking his head inside. (Y/n) didn’t bother to look up from her phone.

“I’m going.” Her voice was unfocused and far. Shoyo‘s nose scrunched in response.

“Well it’s like 8, Natsu’s bedtime is in like 30 minutes, and the shower will make too much noise.” This time he spoke a little louder, opening the door further in hopes of garnering more attention.

“Okay, I’m going.” (Y/n) smiled down at her phone, typing vigorously as a light giggle escaped her throat.

“Who are you texting?”

“No one.”

“Is it Tsukishima?”

There was a beat of silence as (Y/n) continued to tap at her phone's screen.

“No.”

Shoyo narrowed his eyes, he could smell a lie on (Y/n) a mile away. Quietly, he made his way to her bedside before peaking over her shoulder.

“Ahhh HA!” He proclaimed, placing his hands on her shoulders and leaning over her, “I kNEW you were texting him!” 

(Y/n)’s cheeks flared as she glared up at her cousin, shoving him off her shoulders. Consequently, Shoyo stumbled back and off the bed, landing to sit on the floor at (Y/n)’s bedside. He leaned back to rest his weight on his palms and ran a hand through his hair, sighing at his cousin's erratic behavior. 

“(Y/n) you’d tell me if there was something going on between you two right?”

(Y/n) froze, finally placing her phone down and looking over at Shoyo, wide eyed. 

“Of course!” She proclaimed matter of factly, “Why wouldn’t I?”

Shoyo’s own cheeks grew warm and he lowered his gaze, seeming as if he had something on the tip of his tongue. Rather than try and push (Y/n) only stared expectantly. After a long silence, Shoyo sighed and let out a small laugh. He looked back up at his cousin, expression faltering before a playful smirk pulled across his lips.

“And you’re sureee nothings going on between you and bean pole?” He teased, leaning forward and cocking a brow.

(Y/n) rolled her eyes, a blush flaring across her face for only for a moment. She threw a pillow at his face.

“Yes, idiot. We’re just friends.” She huffed, picking up her cellphone once more.

“Aww you’re even starting to sound like him~” Hinata chuckled, throwing the pillow back onto the bed, “If you guys are just friends why do you always act so weird around him?” 

“What do you mean?! I act totally normal around Sucky-shima!!” She defended incredulously, whipping her head back to Shoyo. 

“I mean when you’re talking about him or when I talk about him.” Shoyo clarified, stopping to eye his cousin cautiously before continuing. 

“You always look so…. tense.” Shoyo finally finished, leaning forward to lay his chin atop his knees that had come to press against his chest. (Y/n)’s brows furrowed in response, averting her eyes she bit down on her lip and sat in silence for a while. 

“He just makes me… nervous.. because I always thought he kind of hated me..” She finally breathed out, meeting Shoyo’s empathetic gaze. He frowned and stood up, sitting beside (Y/n) and placing a comforting hand on her back. 

“Baby, he doesn’t hate you, he never has.” Shoyo reassured, voice low and soft. 

“I know but I’m just so scared because I’m really trying hard to get along with everyone and I don’t want to accidentally make him hate me so I get nervous and act all.. whaaaa!” (Y/n) wailed, stuffing her face into the pillow beneath her. 

“I hate it here” She yelled, the volume being muffled by the soft cloud cradling her features.

“Why don’t you just treat him like any other friend?” Shoyo tried, rubbing slow circles into her back as he spoke. He paused when (Y/n) shifted her weight onto her side and turned to face up at him. 

“What do you mean?”

“Well he is just another friend to you… right?” He paused, giving her a moment to make a correction.

“Right.” She agreed, after realizing the question wasn’t hypothetical. 

“So just remember that and act as if you were talking to Yamaguchi or Noya-Senpai, or even Yachi!” Shoyo proclaimed, flashing her a grin. (Y/n)’s eyes softened and she smiled back meekly.

“Yeah… I guess you’re right. If we’re just friends I have nothing to worry about so I shouldn’t be psyching myself out like that.” She glanced down at her phone, smile growing “Thanks Shoyo! That actually really helped!”

“You say that as if you’re surprised!” Shoyo gawked, holding his chest as if he’d just been shot. (Y/n) only hummed in response, returning to the conversation still occurring on her screen. Shoyo puffed his cheeks at the lack of response, she sure could be a pain in the ass. Taking a page from Daichi, he reached forward and snatched the phone out of her hands, before darting out of her room. 

“You can have it back after you shower!” He called back, running into his own bedroom and holding the door closed as (Y/n) tried to barge her way in. She was practically barking at this point, slamming her hands against the door repeatedly. 

“Shoyo nO FAIR!”

“YeS FAIR! IT’s aLREADY 8:15!!” He called back, shifting to lean his back against the door.

“God damnit FINE.” (Y/n) fumed, alleviating the pressure she’d placed on the door. Shoyo sighed in relief.

“Kids, language!” They heard a far away voice call.

After a grumbled apology, (Y/n) finally walked away from Shoyo’s door and made her way to the shower.

CH.08 II just friends

A/N: Am i really about to update 3 chapter in one day? yeah <3

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[zerotoxicdragon]

(Sorry for bad English/grammar)

Dream I have from last night that about Zep/Art decide to join jigsaw with Mark/Peter but Zep actually got boyfriend is Art Blank and both pretty much surprises about it Mark already dating with Peter so 2 day later Zep decide go to work and found stray shorthair calico cat then took him to vet to checking if have Mirco chip and guess what he doesn’t have one.

So Zep decide to adopt this male Calico cat and took him to his apartment by putting him in his jacket to avoid landlord to see it so when he unlock door and surprise his bf that he got an cat

Art- where you get this stray cat from?

Zep- found him in near trash can while walking way to work but decide take him to vet to check out btw he doesn’t have Mirco chip on it so I decide adopt him

Art- sure ya landlord will catch us by sneaking for bring cat in it?

Zep- nah it would be fine I will keep him hide

Art- alright… does he have name yet?

Zep- I’m gonna called him Jigsaw

Art- not bad name… that pretty good

Zep- yeah and I need back to work mind look after him for me please?

Art- sure no problem!

Jigsaw- *rub zep’s leg and start meow* meow

Art- god he is so cute

Zep- Ik

When Zep left Art decide look after him Jigsaw seem cute cat! He pretty much calm and happy calico

Later Mark n Peter decide come over his place for new plan saw trap when Mark decide open door and jigsaw jump on his face and he freak out asf

Mark- what the fuck is that?? A cat??? Get off on me!

Jigsaw- *licking him then get off and jump on Art’s lap*

Peter- oh? You got cat now?

Art- well it Zep’s cat he found it from near trash can from outside while he on way to work

Mark- *close door behind him and walk to near him* are you serious? Landlord gonna piss off if he see this and yes he hate animals so much are you sure about this without getting bust?

Peter- true tho…

Art- we will be fine… we will hide the cat if he coming *petting jigsaw*

Jigsaw- purr *happy*

Peter- aw he cute ain’t he? How come you don’t like pets Mark?

Mark- they ain’t my type ok? Don’t ask me another reason…

Peter- alright…

So they having chatting till afternoon for Zep coming home from work but he went pet store and grab couple thing litter, cat food, wet food, litter box and bowls and bring to apartment without landlord notice it when he unlock door and open door jigsaw pretty excited to see him and running to his leg then rub it. Zep surprises that Mark and Peter was there with Art.

Zep- oh hey… didn’t know you gonna be here

Mark- yeah just discussing about new trap and you got new pet an cat who name Jigsaw I pretty much like the name

Peter- agree

Zep- yeah I adopt him and name him jigsaw so I went pet store and grab thing for him *put stuff down and pick up jigsaw and petting him* hey boy you doing good?

Jigsaw- *happy purr and lick him*

Zep- ay he kind different to other cat who would hate pat, doesn’t like being touch something like that but this one does like it *walking over to couch and sit next to Art* sup babe

Art- hey *pat jigsaw head* how go with work?

Zep- kind rush…

Art- oh ok

Jigsaw- *decide to sleeping on his chest*

Art- aww he so cute

Zep- agree but he can sleeping our room till I can get better bed for him

Peter- I pretty sure he would wake you up in 3 am morning for something

Mark- pretty much agree

Zep- it fine I will deal with it

Mark- sureee…

So they chatting about cat then new idea for trap on murder till night time Mark/Peter going home and Zep pass out sleeping with jigsaw Art watching him and put blanket on both.

This is end this what all I remember in dream… I kind like it ;-; cause I woke up like 9 pm because my stomach so hungry as hell

Or I could just made up and add up next part I guess?? But I’m not really good at story oof

I’m I weird if I ship Zep/Art? Cause of victim both break rules it would be killed both seem cute together… I’m I really weird or what??

Btw Zep look so cute with this calico cat who name Jigsaw with holding him and putting him in jacket so he can head out and meow ;-;

Mark don’t really interest the cat, Peter fine with it

Jigsaw’s colour is white chest, black coat with brown/orange on it like mix and blue eyes

I’m so deadass cause I want dream this again *bang head on wall*

[ash-zahira]

Cnco With Their Kids

Someone asked me once how I think each of the boys would be with their kids and then when I said it they said I should post it as a headcanon sooo... here I am 😂 if anyone does end up seeing this lemme know what you think and if I should do anymore

Erick

Erick would love to mess with his kids. By that I mean that he would love to make them upset and argue with them over dumb things wether it be a toy or just what color something is.

You’ve been home all day with your son and when Erick comes home he goes up to you and gives you a kiss. Your son seeing this would run up between you guys, push Erick away from you and begin to tell him that you are “his mom” telling Erick he can’t touch you. But Erick would just love he see his son mad at him so he starts arguing with him telling him

“she’s my wife so ha!” And you’d just watch Your husband and son going back and forth for about 2 minutes until your son starts to cry. Erick starts apologizing to the kid and saying;

“I’m just kidding! I’m kidding! She’s your mom!” And you’d pick up your son and start walking away only to hear Erick from over your shoulder, “you little faker! You’re not even crying!!”

Joel

Joel is so scared of being a father. He’s afraid of doing something wrong and messing up his child’s life. He’d constantly ask you what he should do with the baby that’s in the crib crying.

You’d get woken up in the middle of the night by a confused Joel just standing next to your bed shaking you lightly and when you ask him what he wants he’d be like;

“So, I changed, fed, and burped the baby, but, their still awake, do I just like... hang out with them... or?” And you’d just laugh telling him,

“Yeah or else they’re gonna cry again.” Then you’d end up staying awake a little longer to watch Joel cautiously rocking the baby and softly singing to them hoping that they’ll fall asleep so that he can go to bed without having to wake you again.

Zabdiel

Zabdiel would be such a softie for his daughter and his daughter would be Daddy’s Little Princess for sureee!!! He would do anything and everything for his little girl.

It’d be a Friday night and the family is having a movie night, you, Zab, your 3 year old daughter, and your infant son that’s asleep in your arms. All of a sudden your daughter would turn to Zabdiel and say to him.

“Daddy, I want a puppy!” And he’d quickly look over to you to see how you feel but because you had a baby not too long ago you aren’t feeling a new dog at the moment so you shake your head no. Zab drops his head at you doing this never liking to make his daughter upset but knows he has to. He picks up his head and looks at his daughter who is looking up at him.

“Im sorry Amor, but we just don’t have enough room for a puppy right no-“ seeing your daughters eyes get wider with tears in them and her lip start to tremble you know he’s a goner..

“No no no llores Mi Princesa!” He’d pick her up and start cradling her in his arms and before you know it. You have a puppy in the house. Not only that but by Monday your daughter is already over it and you’re the one left taking care of the dog that you didn’t even want.

Richard

Richard would love to make his kids uncomfortable and embarrass them in front of anyone that they brought around you except all of your daughter’s friends would think he is a DILF (where’s the lie??)

It’s be a Friday night and your daughter has her friends over as they’re getting ready to have a sleepover in the living room, you’re in the kitchen watching them just having fun setting everything up when you watch Richard come down the stairs and all the girls turn to mush just seeing him and all be like,

“Heyyy Mr. Camacho!! 😍😍🤤” and his dumbass would hang around and make conversation because he wants to hug and kiss his daughter and make her uncomfortable around her friends but he doesn’t realize that she’s already uncomfortable because all her friends wanna fuck her father. While this is happening your son would happen to walk in the house and into the living room, he’d be a straight STUDDD because of his dad and so he’d walk in and his sister’s friends would also melt seeing him and start flirting with him only he’d flirt right back with no shame. While all Richard wants to do is love his little girl.

Your daughter is having none of it, you’d see her slowly start to breathe heavier and quickly run in to drag Richard and your son out of the room before she explodes on every one. 

Christopher

Chris would be a straight CLOWNNNNN!! Like big red nose and alllllll!! He’s such a flirt which would make his son a huge flirt too. He’d literally teach your son how to be a fuckboy.

You’d hear him talking about flirting and then he’d be like “watch this,” to your son and walk over to you trying some pick up lines out. But you’d just turn him down everytime laughing at his attempts as he walks back to your son who is laughing along with you saying,

“Damn, you can’t t even get your wife to look at you twice, that’s tuff.” Making fun of his dad because according to him, he’s got better game than his father.

Christopher with his daughter would be OD over protective. He’d be all “no boys til you’re 30! Scratch that, no boys til after you’re already married!!”

So when your 17 year old daughter walks through the door after being out and is dressed all nice Christopher immediately goes into protective father mode asking her where she’s been. While she’s trying to answer in a way to keep her out of trouble your son, being just like his father, a clown, would jump in and be like,

“She was out on a date with her manssss!” And heading this Christopher would go crazy and start lecturing your daughter. You’d have to drag him away while he’s trying to tell her that all boys are flirts and fuck boys and are all bad. Even though he was teaching his son how to be a fuck boy not even 5 minutes ago...

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Lemme know what y’all think and if I should do anymore of these and if I should give me requests or something bc I’m not good at coming up with ideas on the spot... lmaoooo

-Ashley

[hquokkah]

Cookies, Love, and Burnt Cookies.

!! Contains some swearing !!

SKZ members decide to make cookies one day. The real question is, will it end up in disaster or utter chaos? Maybe both? Fic featuring OT8 members of Stray Kids! <3

......

“Have you gotten out all the ingredients yet Hyunjin...?!” Minho asked, pulling out a mixing bowl.

“Almost. I just can’t find the eggs! I swear I saw them yesterday.” Hyunjin replied, sticking his arm in the fridge as he moved items around to find the carton of eggs.

“Look harde- OW!” Minho yelled, accidently whacking his hand against the counter as he turned to face him.

“HAH! That’s for yelling at me.”

Minho rolled his eyes.

“We haven’t even started baking yet! And both of you are already at it.” Felix sighed.

“That’s his fault. He’s taking too long to find the eggs.”

“They’re not even in the fridge! You can’t yell at me if there’s no eggs to find!”

“Jokes on you, I have them with me~” Minho smirked.

 “YOU WHAT”

“I was just teasing Jinnie~ Now get over here, I think we have everything?”

“I think we do.” Felix glanced over everything just to be sure as Hyunjin made his way over grumbling.

“You look a lil grouchy. Is it because I woke you up instead of Jeongin since he had to go out?”

“You tickled me awakeee…” He whined. “Are we just making regular sugar cookies?”

“Yep! I thought maybe we could decorate them too! I bought some frosting for us.” Felix chirped, pulling out store-bought frosting from a shopping bag. “Here they are~” he said, smiling.

“I’ll set them down for you.” Minho said, taking the containers of frosting. “Should we start making them now, Felix?”

“Oh yes- Hyunjin could you pass me the flour?”

-- time skip bc cookies take time --

“Alright! Dough is done, Minho could you please find the cookie cutters? It’s in the storage room.”

While Minho was searching for it, Hyunjin divided the dough into three sections so each of the boys could do whatever they wanted with their share of the dough. He began playing around with his, tossing it like pizza dough.

“Hyunjin-”

“Yeah?”

“Be careful you don’t drop that on the floor. I dunno the last time we cleaned it.” Felix cautioned.

“Me? Drop it? Never…” Hyunjin laughed, tossing it above his head and catching it to prove his point. “See?”

Felix stared at him for a moment and then shrugged. “Okay then. Just be careful mate.”

“You got it bro--” Hyunjin’s dough fell on the floor with a smack.

He glanced at Felix quickly, who thankfully had his back turned. The boy darted to pick it up and dust it off quickly, blowing on it to get off any germs from the floor that could’ve collected, dumping it on the table just as Felix turned back around.

“You good? I thought I heard a thump.”

“O-Oh- that was....probably Minho. All’s good.”

“Really? Huh. I’ll go check on him.” He said, leaving the kitchen.

Once Felix was out of sight, Hyunjin stared at his dough with a disgusted look on his face.

“...What am I going to do with you..” He thought aloud, his nose scrunching as his finger poked it.

“A thump? Wasn’t me.”

“Oh really? That’s weird.”

His eyes widened at the sound of his approaching friends, arms flailing everywhere as he panicked. The doorknob was turning…

“We’re back!” Felix hummed, moving towards his spot from before. 

Hyunjin sat at the table, looking 100% calm as if nothing happened. “Find the cookie cutters, hyung?”

“It took some looking, but yeah, I did.”

“Perfect. Here’s your half of dough, by the way!”

“Thanks...”

“You’re Welcome.” Hyunjin smiled, facing him. His tone seemed a little too sweet.

He had traded his germy dough with Minho’s clean one-

I repeat: He traded his fallen dough with Minho’s clean dough last minute so he wouldn’t have it. 

Minho raised an eyebrow suspiciously at him, and Hyunjin could feel cold sweat forming before Minho turned his attention back on the cookie cutters.

“Wait...WE HAVE CAT COOKIE CUTTERS? I’m using them. They’re mine.”

“Are you going to make Soonie, Doongi, and Dori cookies?” Felix questioned.

“Of course I am!” He grabbed his dough and cut out 3 cat shaped cookies. 

Hyunjin just stared at them.

“Hyunjin! Hurry up so we can bake them already!” Minho patted his head and gave it a light flick.

“Right- pass me a cookie cutter please?”

After cutting the dough into shapes, the boys placed them on a baking sheet and put them into the oven.

“How long?”

“Er...Given the amount of cookies we have, I’d say fifteen minutes.”

“Oh good. I’m hungry…” Hyunjin sighed.

“Oooooh you’re making cookies?” A familiar voice sounded from the kitchen entrance. “Is there enough for me, hyungs?” Jisung ambled forwards to take a look at the oven.

“Yes. You can have Minho’s cookies.”

“Of course I will. As a matter of fact, I’ll have some of your cookies too, won’t I, Hyunjin. After all, who could resist my heart stopping handsomeness?”

“Handsomeness? Where?” Minho squinted and looked around the room.

“HA-” The clapping of hands and laughter were heard from Hyunjin. 

“Hyung…!” Jisung groaned, only to be enveloped by a pair of arms.

“You can have my cookies!” Felix laughed, squeezing Jisung into a tight hug. “Don’t listen to em! You’re handsome as hell.”

“Aw...thanks Lix.” Jisung hugged him back before turning his head.

“SEE! At least FELIX loves me!” 

“Oh yeah?! Well-Well- MINHO LOV-”

Minho stared at Hyunjin with a teasing disgusted look on his face. 

To which Hyunjin mirrored by looking him up and down and making a fake gagging sound.

“...Never mind. BUT I BET FELIX LOVES ME MORE!”

“NOOO!” Jisung tightened his grip on Felix and began to sway left and right.

“Lix loves me!”

“Ack! I love all of youuu~” Felix hummed, loving the hug he was getting. 

“What’s going on?” Changbin asked, coming in to set a used glass in the sink.

“They’re fighting over who I love more, I guess.”

“Wow, even Minho?”

“Of course not. It’s dumb because Felix loves me more than both of you combined!”

“That’s stupid, because he loves me more than all THREE of you combined!” Changbin smirked. 

“Tch. Sureee…”

Felix giggled at them. 

“How do we settle this?” Jisung asked, playfully trying to kiss Felix’s cheek.

“Er...Arm wrestling?” Binnie suggested.

“Arm wrestling…?!” Hyunjin repeated.

“Yeah…”

“Why arm wrestling? To compete for his love?”

“That’s all I could come up with! Do you  have anything better?”

Hyunjin bit his lip.

“That’s what I thought, Ratpunzel.”

“Hey, don’t call me that!”

“Alright, who wants to compete first?” Minho asked aloud.

“ME. MEMEME!” Jisung shouted, still latched around Felix.

“Alright. Jisung against Changbin.”

“I-” He swung his arms nervously. “Against Changbin? Uh- can I go against Jinnie instead-”

“Are you underestimating me?!”

“You’ll go against Changbin.” Minho smirked.

“Alright, lemme just-” Jisung dropped to the floor and started doing push ups.

“C’mon! I don’t got all day.”

“Bro chill! I’m trying to not break an arm over here, jesus!”

“You’re just a scared quokka.”

“NO!” Jisung pouted. “You’re about to cooked bacon meat once I beat you, pig.”

 “IT’S PIG RABBIT.”

“Okay, alien pig.” Jisung teased, taking a seat at the table with Changbin. 

Changbin put his arm in position, glaring at the man across from him with a smirk. “Let’s just see how this plays out, loser.”

Jisung flexed his arms to show off his beefy muscles, returning the smirk. “I’d be surprised if this pig could beat this.” He landed a kiss on his flexed arm and met his hand with Changbin’s.

“Pabbit versus Quokka.” Minho announced, standing beside them. “Shall we see who comes out as the victor and the loser? On three.” He placed a hand on their holding hands. “Three. Two....One!” He shouted, releasing his grasp.

“WAH!” Jisung squeaked, using his full on strength against Changbin, and getting...close to nowhere.

“Hehe!” Binnie giggled. “I can do this all day!”

Jisung grunted as he started using another hand to help himself out.

Changbin yawned.

“This....isn’t...fair!” Jisung whined. “Felix...I LOVE YOU, BABY-” He yelled, using every last inch of force he had, managing to turn Binnie’s arm to the opposing side farther.

“Hah. Hope you had fun~” Changbin slammed Jisungs arm against the table.

“AUGH!” The man fell off his chair onto the floor dramatically. “Avenge me…” He whispered, before faking dead.

“Pfft. You wish.” Minho laughed. “Alright Hyunjinnie, its you and me~”

“Save me.” Hyunjin sighed, taking Changbin’s spot as Minho took Jisung’s.

Both hands met, and this time Changbin counted down. “3...2...1!”

“ARGHHHH!!” Hyunjin yelled, using all his strength.

“You...sound like you’re...giving birth!” Minho snickered, also using his might.

“Maybe he is!!” Jisung called from the floor.

“SHUT...UP!”

“Im hurt, baby!”

“I’M NOT IN THE CURRENT POSITION TO CARE RIGHT NOW!”

Minho slowly started leaning into Hyunjin, who responded by scrunching his face. “Don’t distract me.” He whined.

Minho puckered his lips.

Hyunjin batted his eyelashes.

Minho leaned in.

“HELL NAW-” Hyunjin faltered as he reeled back, to which Minho used it as an opportunity to win.

“Oh sh-” The long haired man’s arm was an inch from hitting the table. He turned his head towards the blonde watching it all. “Felix...saranghae.” He flipped his hair and let himself lose, slumping against the table.

“Me versus you, are you going to surrender?” Minho said towards Changbin who stood behind him.

“No, but are you?”

“Never. Hyunjin move!”

Hyunjin still lay there fake dead.

“Felix, could you please take out the air fryer?”

Hyunjin jumped out of the chair.

“Pabbit, please take a seat.”

“You realize you’re pretty much half of me, right?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m pig plus rabbit. …And you’re...rabbit.”

“Okay, and?”

“Everything you bully me about is directed towards yourself as well~”

Minho put on a poker face as he positioned his arm. “Then I’ll focus on the pig part of you.”

“PIG PART?!”

“On three.”

The younger sighed, matching his position.

“Two. One.”

Changbin was doing relatively well, and looked up to see his competitor’s face.

Minho’s face was point blank and staring at him intensely, seemingly without blinking.

“GAH- Hyung, you’re scary…”

“Are you going to cry wee wee wee all the way home?”

“I’m going to cry wee wee wee at my victory.”

-Bang.-

“Ouch.” The elder rubbed his arm. “Okay, Okay you win.”

“YES! EHEH.” Changbin rose up and ran towards the blonde, both giggling as Binnie gave him a tight hug. “I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ALL OF THEM!!”

“I can’t believe you guys held a whole arm wrestling competition.” Felix smiled. “I LOVE YOU BROS!”

Jisung got up and made a heart shape symbol with his arms. “BABY I LOVE YOU TOO.”

“I LIKE YOU GUYS A LOT.” Minho shouted.

“I LOVE YOU ALL.” Hyunjin screamed, joining in.

“I LOVE ALL OF YOUUU” Changbin yelled.

“WHAT ARE YOU KIDS SCREAMING FOR, WE’RE GONNA GET KICKED OUT!” Chan yelled, looking like he awoke from a nap with his messy hair all fluffed up. Father mode on.

He was followed by a sleepy Seungmin, sniffing the air. “Are you guys making something? It smells really burnt in here.”

Everyone in the baking group froze…and turned to the oven…

To which smoke was escaping out from.

“HOLY SHIT-” Jisung screamed.

Minho ran to the oven. “MY SOONIE, DOONGI, DORI COOKIES!”

“WAIT, TURN IT OFF FIRST” 

Gray smoke billowed out of the appliance, the cookies burnt to crisp along with some small fires lit on it.

Hyunjin screamed, just as the fire alarms of the entire house turned on, blaring loudly. 

Chan ran towards Minho, and began waving his arms to let the smoke fly away, but accidently smacked the second oldest’s face, causing him to drop half the cookies on the floor.

“MATE WATCH OUT-” Felix shouted, warning Chan who was able to dodge in time.

Changbin picked up a fallen cookie. “I don’t think they’re edible anymore.”

“Well, no SHIT, Sherlock.” Seungmin said, watching everything go down and eating some of the store bought frosting Felix bought.

“Don't EAT that!” Hyunjin yelled, smacking Binnie’s hand. 

“I WASN’T- Wait is this one of Minho’s cookies? It’s cat shaped.”

Hyunjin stared at it. “It is...lucky his burned. I dropped the dough on the floor and gave it to him. I was waiting for him to eat it.”

“You did what!” Changbin said in shock.

“TOOK THE WORDS RIGHT OUT OF MY MOUTH.” Minho called back. “HYUNJIN!”

“UH- I ACCIDENTLY MIXED OUR DOUGHS UP...WHOOPS…”

“I’M GOING TO MAKE YOU EAT THESE BURNED COOKIES ON THE FLOOR.”

“NO!” Hyunjin backed away, bumping to Seungmin who dropped the can of icing and spilled it on him.

“NOO! I LOVE THIS SHIRT.” 

“You should’ve watched where you were going!” Jisung laughed.

“Well! Watch what you say!” Picking up the blue frosting can, he scooped some into his hand and swiped it on Jisung’s face, Hyunjin snickered. “Bluesung is making a comeback.”

Jisung licked his frosting covered lips. “Bluesung is also sweeter than before. Give my sweet lips a kiss!” He ran towards Hyunjin, who ran away. “WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?!”

“I JUST WANT A KISS!”

Hyunjin screamed as the chase continued.

“Guys! The cookies are still burning-”

“CHAN! YOUR PANTS ARE ON FIRE!” Minho yelled, nodding at the knee of his pants.

“THEY’RE WHAT-” Chan began smacking his pants, desperately trying to unlight them.

“HYUNG, TAKE OFF YOUR PANTS.” Minho shouted.

“WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?”

“TAKE THEM OFF!” Minho and Felix chorused as the flame got bigger.

“FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE, TAKE THEM OFF OR GET BURNED ALIVE, CHAN-”

Bang Chan fumbled with the buttoning of his pants, to which Minho ended up quickly yanking them off him instead as Felix pulled him back.

“I GOT THIS!” Changbin yelled, grabbing a water bottle and splashing its contents towards them. 

It splashed Felix in the face instead, the blonde boy releasing Chan and falling backwards into the trash can in surprise.

“UH I’LL GET SOMETHING ELSE.” Binnie turned around and grabbed what Seungmin held, thinking he was trying to help.

“WAIT-”

Pink frosting now coated Minho and Chan.

“Bro your aim sucks.” Seungmin said, watching a chunk of frosting slip off Minho’s nose. “I’ve got to take a picture of this…” He snickered.

Minho clicked his tongue. “Come here puppy, want a treat?” Grabbing another frosting can with a green tint, he started throwing the sticky contents at the younger.

“Uh. A LITTLE HELP?” Felix yelped, the trash can having fallen on the floor and taking Felix with it.

“We got you! You’ll be out soon, I promise-” Chan comforted, both him and Changbin trying to yank Felix out.

There was a twisting of the dorm room’s knob.

“...Guys, I’m-” The maknae started, before hearing the still blasting fire alarms. Dropping his bag, he ran to the kitchen entrance to see-

Hyunjin trying to shove blue frosting covered Jisung away from him as he was trapped in a corner, Minho pelting Seungmin with green frosting and Seungmin tossing sprinkles, Felix stuck in their trash can, with Changbin tugging on it, and a PANTLESS leader pulling Felix’s arms. On the floor was Chan’s pants with a small flame lighting it, surrounded by coal looking cookies and a smoking oven.

Jeongin took a step back, before running out the apartment and slamming the door shut. After a minute, he slowly opened the door and went back to where he last stood, taking in the same scene once more.

“These hyungs…”

[jackmansjoy]

Tag Game!

So essentially... This super super lovely individual @smilecapsules tagged me to do this like 10,000 years ago and I 1) forgot to do it and 2) couldn’t find it for some reason. But don’t you fret, I found it and finally got around to it. Sorry it takes me forever to do anything love lmfao but thank you for tagging me, you’re the best <3

1. Nickname: well my name is Ciera and the only way to really shorten that is C. So that has been a thing. 

2. Zodiac: scorpio

3. Height: 5′7″

4. Last movie I saw: Mary Poppins Returns! 

5. Last thing I googled: imperialism definition (yeah it’s a blast over here kids. political science homework sucks when your book gives vague ass definitions)

6. Favorite musician: I legit cannot pick that? no.. I can’t. 

7. Song stuck in my head: Shotgun by George Ezra (literally didn’t change the answer from Sarah’s lol)

8. Blogs: so technically speaking this is the “side” blog but I like it better than my main lol. The main is @its-called-chaos but don’t expect koala-tea stuff there because I don’t even know what it is at this point lol 

9. Do I get asks: sometimes i get asks and i genuinely love it when i do. so for sure hit me up with some asks or messages if y’all ever wanna talk <3

10. Following: well this is combined with my main blog but currently it’s 829. which is wild and i need to go through that one of these days lol 

11. Amount of sleep: I’d say like on average 7? sometimes wayy more and sometimes wayy less. my sleep schedule is kinda all over the place to be honest lol 

12. Lucky number: 19

13. What I’m wearing: jeans and a hoodie. which is essentially what you can find me wearing on any given day. 

14. Dream job: teacher is the goal right now

15. Dream trip: Iceland for sureee. 

16. Favourite food: probably rice to be honest. 

17. Play any instrument?: at once point i knew how to play guitar. i also did band for a couple years and played clarinet, tenor sax, and percussion. however i switched to choir and now i know nothing lol 

18. Languages: English

19. Favourite song: again... I can’t with this question. no. NO. i cannot do favorites when it comes to music

20. Random fact: I love wearing crazy socks. Right now they’re not too out there. But yesterday I had teal socks with unicorns and cactuses (i refuse to call them cacti... fight me) on them and they said “desert vibes” on the bottom. 

21. Describe yourself as aesthetic things: driving around by yourself at night with music loudly playing, oversized hoodies, a slightly cluttered desk illuminated by a desk light. the sun setting on a summer night 

Tagging: @literarysynergy0210 @freakygirlsworld @three-wishes-not-granted @bluetigerchild @storytimetraveler @thegreatestshowstopper @cameosis-is @nerdy-snowflake and literally anyone else who wants to do this. 

[seoafin]

metamorphosis (1/3)

pairing: pre-’deviancy’ markus/reader rating: M (smut in the last chapter) read on AO3 chapter: 1 [caterpillar] | 2 | 3 A/N: i am a firm believer in that markus was deviant way before he pushed leo. i think it's impossible to be inculcated (as markus has) in the arts (literature, music, poetry) without feeling anything esp when it's all so deeply visceral. also the fact that carl pushed markus to learn, to think for himself, to feel... carl was such a good father sfnsna also this is unbeta-d bc ao3 was a bitch and didn’t save my changes ugh

If there was anything you and your father agreed on the most; it was that you both hated parties with a burning passion.

You hated the sound of popping champagne, glasses clinking against each other, the fake smiles, and the forced laughter. The way people would warm up to you as soon as your father introduced you as his daughter. It was always met with surprise, since you never bothered to take the Manfred name. You were adopted, unofficially; though Carl had offered multiple times, you waved it off.

Thankfully, you had only been unable to get out of two parties, chalking up your unavailability to being sick or busy.

You also knew your father shared the same dispassionate love for parties as you. They were nothing but frivolous small talk, a waste of time to 'butter him up' into selling his works.

"At least do it for your old man, I won't," he feigns a hacking cough and you blanch at how realistic it sounds, "be around soon."

Groaning, you pick a piece of dry paint off of your skin with a grimace. "Guilt tripping me? Nice one dad."

"Me?" To his credit, he at least pretends to look innocent. He waves his hand, "I'm too old for that."

"Sureee."

Staring at his latest artwork, you study the abstract lines and the contradicting colors, wondering just...what the hell you're supposed to be looking at. It's weird, but then again, you've learned to question any of his paintings; if anything, it can't be weirder than some of the other stuff you've seen. You slant your head sideways, as if a different perspective will somehow help you unveil the mystery behind the odd painting. Footsteps sound from behind you, and you hear the sound of your father's wheelchair scrape against the ground as he turns.

"Ah, Markus, how nice of you to join us."

Markus's voice is music to your ear and a part of you, the shameless, guilt-free part, could listen to it all day. You wonder what Elijah was thinking--giving Markus such a lovely voice. Deep and velvety, smooth against your ear--you definitely wouldn't mind hearing him sing.

"The Museum of Modern Art just called to confirm your presence at tonight's gala."

"And?"

"I told them you were coming," you feel eyes on the back of your head, "with a plus one."

You glare at your father halfheartedly. "That's playing dirty."

He chuckles, "c'mon, it won't be that bad," he twirls his finger, "you can play dress up for a night, and I don't know, maybe meet a guy? Let me die in peace knowing you'll be taken care of?" You can almost swear he glances at Markus, but you blink and he smiles.

It used to pain you every time your father brought up his impending death, but now the comments are so commonplace that you can only brush it off. The side of you playing the doting daughter worries about him, especially with his deteriorating condition and the medication-induced lethargy.

It was why you were so delighted that he decided to spend time with you outside in his studio.

You roll your eyes. "I could tell you in 100 different ways how sexist that statement was." You stand, giving him a pointed stare. "I can take care of myself you know, like a good twenty-first century independent woman?"

"Of course, sweetheart," he says airily, mischievous smile pulling at his lips. The twinkle in his eyes are back you note happily. "Just messing with you."

"Uh-huh," you reply dryly. "Markus, could you please take my dearest father for his three o'clock medication?"

Markus smiles knowingly and suddenly your mouth feels a little too dry.

"Of course."

Your father winks as Markus wheels him out. There's a sing-song quality to his voice that follows you through the door. "See you at six!"

------

The damn zipper is stuck.

You glance at the holo-clock, 6:10.

Dress half zipped up, you glare at it in the body mirror as if your dress would magically zip itself up. But alas, you stand, arm growing tired in an upright position, trying to wiggle the zipper back into place with zero success.

You want to collapse onto your bed and just go to sleep, but time is ticking away, and you're left with one problem.

"Need help?" A voice asks from your doorway.

You pivot on your heels, staring Markus with wide eyes. Your hand immediately goes to your hair, "how long have you been standing there?" It comes out a little defensive, but something in your face burns at the fact that he's been watching you making a fool of yourself.

There's a smile on his face and you want to believe it's amusement, but a small voice in your head says you'd be fooling yourself.

He's programmed to be like smile, to act as if he likes you.

"Long enough."

He takes a step forward and stops, silently asking for your permission, and you nod at the same time your stomach sinks. Permission. He's unable to disobey given orders. Just another dose of harsh reality flinging ice cold water into your face you guess. Turning around, you face the mirror watching your dress billow out. It's a fancy black cocktail dress, that travels down to your ankles. You found the piece shoved to the back of your closet, forgotten. It must have been one of alcohol instigated reckless purchases.

He walks across the room, stopping when he reaches you.

It feels like a spark of electricity when his fingers touch your skin. They feel so...real. Flesh upon flesh. You have to restrain yourself from jolting away. You can see him behind in the mirror.

He's taller than you, his head peeking above yours. His fingers are cool against the naked expanse of your back. Of course he wouldn't emanate heat like humans, the thirium that runs through his veins was created to be an almost perfect replica of blood, yet he doesn't circulate blood like humans, he doesn't need to. After all, all androids were created to emulate humans as closely as possible, not to be human.

You were fully confident the technology to create perfectly lifelike androids existed. One so alike it'd be virtually impossible to tell it apart from a human. Would it ever be implemented? No. Humans were already threatened as it were, androids needed to be distinguished somehow, different in some way that would allow humans to assert their superiority.

Although one could argue that the lack of human characteristics made androids the superior race.

"The zipper seems to be caught on the fabric." Markus murmurs, his breath hitting your neck in a way that makes your hairs stand.

"Oh."

Trying your best to stay still in the face of Markus's unknowing seduction, you study his outline in the mirror--his broad shoulders engulf yours, and his beautiful eyes are concentrated on the small curve of your back, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. His fingers press down on the fabric on your back as he tries to flatten out your dress in an attempt to slide the zipper down. Your breath hitches in your throat. It feels like his touch sears through the material directly onto your skin, and you chastise yourself at making something so chaste...sexual.

You can feel him grasping the zipper, pulling it down to try to get the zipper to loosen enough.

"Are you alright?" The back of his hand comes up to the curve of your neck. You suck in a breath. "Your temperatur--"

"I'm good!" You blurt out, voice an octave higher. "J-just a little hot in here, you know?" Mentally face palming, you bite back a groan. Hot? He's an android, he doesn't feel heat.

He chuckles, choosing not to comment as if sensing your embarrassment.

God, someone just put me out of my misery.

In less than a second, you dress is fully zipped up.

He steps back and finally, it feels like you can breathe.

"All done." He nods, eyes meetings yours.

You grin, giving him a little twirl. "How do I look?" You aren't expecting a serious answer. Maybe a curt, automated "fine" or something robotic, something that just may tamper down your feelings until you can fully get rid of them with a bottle of brandy and several flings.

With Markus's lips slightly parted, there's a small silence. That's when you start to immediate backtrack, regretting everything. Maybe you broke him with your unreasonable question. "Uh, nevermi-"

"Beautiful."

You falter, heart racing at what feels like a hundred beats per second and the blood rushes to your ears, roaring. He sounds earnest.

He's programmed to say that, he's programmed to say that, he's programmed-

He stares at you intently. Takes a step forward--

and then he's raising his hand to your face. For a split second you're unable to register the fact that his hand is on your face, so you stare, eyes wide and mouth open. Then he gently tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear. The movement is so astonishingly gentle that you have to physically refrain yourself from leaning into his touch, but it's so damn hard.

Markus looks almost disgruntled as he forces his hand down slowly. "Your...hair."

It feels like your airways have closed, and you're struggling for a breath of air. Not to mention that it feels ridiculously hot in the room, even with all the bare skin you have exposed, you feel aflame. Too caught up in your own personal dilemma, you don't notice how Markus's LED slides to bright red.

He suddenly clears his throat, and you find that you can't meet his eyes so instead you rest them on the bright blue triangle stitched onto his uniform. It glows neon in the dimness of your room.

You sneak a quick look. His face is a blank slate, unreadable, unusually tense.

And then he relaxes. Smiles. His empty expression is gone so quick you wonder if you imagined it. "Carl's waiting for you downstairs."

You blink. "Yeah," you say wheezily. "Be right there."

Then he leaves.

It's only when you hear footsteps down the stairs that you regain the ability to think. Your legs feel like jelly as you plop down onto the floor, dress pooling around you.

Shaky fingers rise up to touch your cheek. An inexplicable feeling fills you, and you're conflicted; you don't really know whether you should act nonchalant or cry.

The only thing that feels concrete to you is how Markus's touch lingers on your skin.

It's warm.

-----------

This gala is everything you thought it'd be and worse.

Heels that make your feet ache, men leering down your dress, and the sound of high pitched falsetto laughs grating your ears, what's not to love?

A lot apparently.

Sparing a glance towards your father, you find him surrounded by a crowd of people, most only pretending to listen intently to him as he talks about his art. Markus stand behind him, arms neatly crossed behind his back, compliant and unblinking. If it weren't for the LED flickering, then you would've thought that he was turned off.

You think about how bored he must be, standing there, still as--

"I've never seen a type like that before." A voice purrs.

You reluctantly drag your gaze away to the owner of the voice. You frown. "What?"

The woman looks to be in her mid-50's, yet the makeup plastered to her face tells you that she isn't really ready to embrace her age yet. Her dress is a little too revealing to be deemed appropriate for this type of event, and she seems to be those shallow, high-pitched giggly types you tend to stay away from at parties.

She smiles, red lipstick bright. "Manfred's android." You don't like her tone. Or the way she appraises Markus lecherously, as if he's nothing but an object.

You have half a mind to leave right there and then, but something tells you that that wouldn't really reflect well on your father if you just suddenly stormed off mid-conversation. You know that he's hardly one to obey societal conventions, but still.

Your smile is tight. "He's a prototype. A gift from Elij--" you hesitate. "Mr. Kamski."

She looks surprised, interested. No attention paid to the fact that you refused to call Markus an 'it'. "Oh? I didn't realize those two knew each other." They did. You were there with your father when the both of you met the elusive founder of Cyberlife. Eyes latched onto Markus, she sighs. "How nice. I wish Cyberlife would make me a personalized android."

Maybe if you stay silent she'd get a clue that you don't want to talk to her, but unfortunately, she continues her one-sided conversation. "If I had android like that..." she trails off with an irritating giggle. "Maybe I'd actually want to go home every once in a while. Thank god, they're nothing more than plastic toys," she says with a flippant wave.

A waiter comes with a tray holding champagne. Gratefully taking a flute, you swallow it down as she twitters on about some more frivolous topics. You just want to go home, and maybe wash your eyes with bleach because at the current moment you're taking an unwanted eyeful of the woman's chest.

"-hear he has a daughter-" that catches your attention, "-take advantage of it, who would blame her? I hear you can program it to do anything these days, even service you."

Anger unfurls in your gut as you register her snide comment. Take advantage of Markus? You? Disgust squeezes your throat; it comes hand-in-hand with shame.

A disbelieving scoff leaves your mouth through gritted teeth, loud enough that as her mouth stills, eyes narrowed. "Excuse me?"

You wrench your hand forward, livid expression blatant. "(y/n) Manfred, nice to meet you." You say coolly as you watch her beady eyes go wide. She looks like a gaping fish, mouth opening and closing, words unable to leave, and composure thrown out the window. She timidly shakes your head, and you don't miss the opportunity to squeeze until her hands go white. She winces and a satisfied smile spreads over your face.

Tears sting at your eyes as you scan above heads in an attempt to look for an exit. You need to think. You need air.

And you think you've had enough of people for now.