#I HOPE THIS WAS ALRIGHT ANON U MADE ME INSANE

[theloveinc]

OHHHH PAPA!EIJIROU AND SKIN TO SKIN WITH HIS BABY :(

he’s like 6’7”.. And 350 pounds of pure muscle…

The baby is dwarfed by him, and is sleeping so comfortably in the valley that is his chest :(

JUST... JUST... just having their special time together... daddy and baby. a layer of black hair on their head, still fresh and rosy from birth. the doctor said they were quite big for a newborn, and he knows because of the way your belly started distending at the end, but they're still the smallest thing he's held in years.

kiri going to his first newborn class with them, where a doctor teachers him how to hold baby properly, how to burp them, feed them, change them. he's the biggest guy in the room, but also one of the most careful cuz it's his first baby, and all the nurses think it's so cute when he gets all shy and amazed when they tell him to take off his shirt and tuck baby into his arms :'(((( then maybe even starts to weep a bit that first time.

AND THE THOUGHT OF coming home to them like that !!!!!!!!!!!! one of your first solo outings since becoming a mommy... and you open the door to find ⬆️⬆️⬆️ baby on kiri's bare chest on the couch, no sign of tears or anything, only drool and the little baby snores going strong. the tv isn't even on, either, and that's how content Kiri is just looking at your bab.

it's no surprise when they get a bit older and always start nodding off the second daddy picks them up, or trying to wiggle underneath his shirt🥺🥺

[skythealmighty]

why am i just now finding out about thisisnotawebsitedotcom i feel a little stupid.. then again i dont have the Book of Bill so maybe im lucky to know about it ???

#rocket talk #gravity falls #miss this show. anyway twink cipher fuckign jumpscared me

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Why Flatland counts as an object show: an essay

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why flatland isnt an object show: its a book + movie you assholes

#this argument is fucking stupid its just flatland

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🔘 join-my-evil-polycule-deactivated08142020 asked: Im going to tear apart your circuitboard until its broken irreparably

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lol ok have fun w that 👍

also do u know any recipes for roasted pumpkin seeds the internets failing me rn and im cooking a big dinner for me and my bf

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Oh yeah sure https://www.jessicagavin.com/how-to-roast-pumpkin-seeds/#wprm-recipe-container-35845

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Wait why am I telling you this go die I hate you

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Date of origin: November 3rd, 2021

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has anyone else wondered why this spaghetti code webbed site can connect across DIFFERENT UNIVERSES??? or is that just me

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follow for the same picture of my crab every day!!!!! look at him :D

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sir this is a wendys

#i didnt order an existential crisis today :(

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todays liveblog!! B)

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knife and suitcase made it to the finale!! hell yeah so proud of them

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balloons talk with suitcase didnt go so well :/ i hope they can get some alone time without anyone else so they can like talk properly next time

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mepad???

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oh i think the finale challenge is happening

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baseball looks worried but lightbulb's brushing him off :|

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ojs backing away from paper??? wh

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WHJDT THE FUCK

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WAIT I HAVENT SEEN SOAP IN A WHILE WHERE IS SHE???

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OH GOD

#mics ramblings #SOAP???!??

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anonymous asked: evil woman are so hot <3 i will do whatever you want queen

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Awwww, this means a lot to me, anon! Could you find Film Reel for me and doxx him? That would be really helpful <3

#He's been evading me #It's really annoying #Hard to take over the world when I have to worry about him 🙄

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WHY DO I KEEP GETTING SENT ASKS ABOUT PREGNANCY?!

#I'M GOING TO QUIT TUMBLR AT THIS RATE.

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if this fuckass hand keeps showing up at the edge of my vision i'm going to hit something

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#maybe hes in love with you

what the hell is wrong with you.

[writer-of-the-lamb]

What do you think of this? A scenario featuring Aym and Baal watching Narinder and Lamb having moments, Baal suspecting they are getting very close while Aym thinks the opposite (which turns by them making a bet).

anon, this sparked the most insane excitement i’ve ever felt u don’t understand

BRILLIANT IDEA!!!

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Narinder, as his name suggested, was waiting.

The realm he was chained to was somewhat quiet. Things had been better after his genius plan with that lamb - a few months had passed and the vessel was becoming not only stronger, but….

…charismatic.

Aym and Baal sat, dealing cards to one another. Baal, staff resting at his side, frowned.

“Do you think he is lonely?”

Aym moved a card toward the makeshift pile in the middle. “He cannot be. We are here. He enjoys our company. And besides,” he said, “The lamb has made things very interesting.”

Baal hummed to himself, a deep purr. He turned to Narinder, who was tracing his chains once more.

“You are right.” he admitted, nodding to Aym. “The lamb brings an essence of….joy, almost.”

Aym hushed him suddenly, gesturing past their table to the beginnings of a red glow upon the floor.

Narinder shuffled, the chains clinking in complaint to his sudden movements. Watching silently, the three of them seemed to sigh in releif when the lamb himself appeared before them.

Narinder instantly lowered his hand, the lamb climbing onto it with a gleeful smile.

There were murmurs from them. Murmurs that lasted longer than a simple, godly check-in.

Aym rolled his eyes. "He takes longer every time." he muttered, turning his attention back to the cards.

Baal watched them intently, the lamb presenting small trinkets to Narinder, whose eyes would sparkle merrily.

"It is certainly uncharacteristic of The One Who Waits to be so jovial." He analysed, raising an eyebrow. "Perhaps there's more to them than vessel and God."

Aym paused his fiddling, chuckling. "Are you serious? He is a God, Baal. God of death. He could slaughter that lamb a million times over, crown or not."

"I don't doubt that, brother," Baal smiled, "But I do doubt that he'd want to."

A pause overcame them as they listened to the lamb retell tales of his journeys across Anchordeep, realm of Bishop Kallamar. From his tiny hooves the lamb pressed crystals into Narinder's open hand, the two sharing a sort of subdued smile.

"30 coins." Aym started, placing the cards down.

Baal raised an eyebrow.

"30 coins. Bet with me. I say they are mutual benefactors, you say they are more."

Baal grinned. "Alright. But look at them - his eyes, Aym. I have never seen such tenderness within a deity before." he almost sighed. "It is a gentle grasp he has - like the lamb is something he could be proud of."

"You are too soft." Aym laughed, passing him a card. "It will be your downfall."

"Perhaps." Baal replied, watching Narinder nod fondly to the lamb. "Perhaps it will be his, too."

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i hope this was satisfactory!!!!! :3 this was very fun to write

tysm for suggestion!

[stevebabey]

Hi hi hi!! Congratulations so much on your milestone! I haven’t been following for very long but you are one of my favorite Steve writers, bar none. Thanks for sharing your writing with the internet 💖

📽 If I may step behind the beaded curtain of Family Video…

Post-battle, one of the many you’ve shared with Steve, and you just want to stop thinking. Thinking hurts, especially when you think about the fact that you almost just lost each other!! Steve is being lovey and sweet and altogether way too nice while you make out so you bite his lip, ruck your hands through his hair, roll your hips a little harder. He lets you flip him underneath you, but it’s still not enough, so you’re pulling at his mouth and fisting his shirt in ur hands and avoiding eye contact bc if you cry that’s it, it’s over, he won’t fuck you like you want it. But of course he notices, and tries to soothe you, “baby baby honey. Please. Shhhh. Talk to me” with kisses on your cheeks and petting at your hair and worry creasing his brow. And godammit if he doesn’t make you talk to him like a healthy adult who processes their feelings 🙄 before eating you out while holding ur hands for comfort. And maybe he doesn’t fuck you like you want it, but definitely how you NEED it. He always knows 🥺

(I’m sorry if that’s too long I just got so excited to share this and talk with you and if it’s not your style I totally understand and congrats regardless!!!!)

anon u came to the RIGHT place for some tender loving sex i am ALL for that shit!!! also hello!!!! i’m so very pleased to have u here!! u make me blush honey, and yes indeed come behind da beaded curtain hehe - also DAMN i do not know how to shut up apparently, i sat down to write this, fixed myself a g&t and clearly went a bit insane <3 hope u love! 18+ content below the cut MDNI

maybe it’s a bit too much of a close call this time, or it’s just that you’ve been here too many times but either way your nerves are frayed tonight— and the solution lies in steve’s arms. there’s something bout the skin-to-skin that soothes one part of you entirely while setting another part aflame- you love him and you nearly lost him tonight and it sets you about with a burning desire, nearly delirious in how his lips feel against yours, how he feels pressed against you when you grind in his lap and clutch at his shirt- you’re tugging at the fabric but don’t even pause your kisses for a moment, just try to tug it up and off. it’s the first sign to steve that tonight is different, that you’re needier than usual. he murmurs his assurances of love, soft and low, “it’s alright, honey,” he mumbles between the heated kisses, “we’re both alright, we made it out,” and he gives what you want, his shirt off and then your own

but he’s being soft, all delicate and caring with you and normally you adore that- the sweet lovebites scattered along your neck that’ll be gone by morning- tonight, instead it feels like you’re treated like glass, like in your mind maybe he���s still preparing to say goodbye in some twisted final way — so you use your hands to press him down, knees straddling his waist and try your best to let the message sink in; if he fucks you rough, it’s like none of the hurt of tonight happened, like the shit you went through didn’t happen at all. hands in his hair, hips rolling down sinfully and pulling groans from his throat, you reattach your mouths and desperation pours from your lips- you don’t want to slow down, to think about what you’ve both barely escaped and agonisingly, steve can tell — his hands grasp your face and halt your kisses but the moment you pause, you won’t look at him, can’t look at him. suddenly you’re embarrassed and steve is all quiet murmurs, “hey, hey, honey, what’s this? what’s going on with my girl?” and his nose nudges against yours, encouraging u to answer and your voice is smaller than ever as you give some pititful excuse, some line that usually riles him up, “just wanna feel you, stevie, just wanna fuck you,” and you grind down on him

steve knows you better than that though and though he hisses, pleasure spiking at the grind you give, he moves his hands to stop your hips- the movement they pause, his hands climb up and cradle your face as his features give away his worry. there’s a terrible furrow in his brown, eyes pooled with concern and he pulls you close, dozens of kisses against your cheeks, your nose, your forehead as he murmurs to you, “honey, please, talk to me,” and you do exactly what you’d been trying to avoid, fat tears welling in your eyes and shit, now you’re crying but it’s like it’s exactly what steve’s expecting — his arms are ready to hold every piece of you together while you cry shakily, whispered fears and confessions of love he’s already heard before and steve listens to it all- his kisses take your tears and when you calm, fear finally taking the back burner in your mind and breathing normal, he’s ready n waiting for you. “d’you want to just sleep?” he checks, lovingly and your shaking your head no quickly; you weren’t lying before, there’s an itch under your skin that can be sated only by his touch. steve doesn’t seem surprised but rolls the both of you over, kissing you with a bit more fervour now that he knows you’re truly alright - then he’s moving down the bed, kisses against your collarbones, down your sternum and when you voice your confusion steve’s raspy voice just says, “shh, it’s alright, lemme take care of my girl, yeah? you gonna let me take care of you?” his rough hands are already teasing the inside of your thighs so you can’t help but sigh out a yes

and he does take good care of you, one hand intertwined with yours as the heat of his mouth works your cunt, drawing whines and whimpers out- you’re clutching his hair and feeling hot in your skin, squeezing his hand as steve whispers his praise to you, “that’s it, so good f’me, doing so well,” until you’re spilling over the edge and quivering beneath his touch- but steve’s not done and he can tell you aren’t from the look in your eye. he’s somehow managed to melt away an extra layer of stress that you only notice in its absence so when he kisses back up your tummy and stretches you nice on his cock, you keen and melt into him, completely unwound— steve’s just as he was in the beginning, soft and sweet, all i love you’s scattered between the moans but you can tell know this is exactly what you need. you’re chest to chest and only trying to get closer, fingernails clawing at his back- you’d crawl into his skin if you could- and steve fucks you through it perfectly and you somehow come apart at how he just knows — he knows you, knows what you need and when to give it to you and that’s a kind of love you don’t think you’ll ever get used to- it’s a flurry of rushed kisses and sweet words, steve urging you with a rasp to cum with him, pleading and whimpering into your neck until you both come undone. you fall asleep in his arms to the ghost of a kiss in your hair

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Hii, me again JSNDNS

I hope I don't bother you aaand I hope you're good

Could I ask for a lee!Hyunjin ler!everyone fic??

Thank you and stay healthy<3

ABSOLUTELY Lee Hyune is sooo heartwarming 🥰🥰 thank YOU!! <33 🥟 p.s. anon u are NEVER bothersome please feel free to send anything at all ever I hope you stay happy and healthy as well <3

*For the sake of this fic again, they all live together❤️‍🩹

!! Warnings: Drinking mentions !!

< Party Run >

[Lee! Hyunjin]

[Ler! Skz]

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Idols needed their moments of rest and days off after long days of practice, especially the entirety of SKZ after Lee Know made them practice choreography for about 4 hours straight. However, some definitely had different ways of “resting up”.

It was a Friday night and almost all members were more than ready to get their rest. All except one.

Hyunjin thought it was the perfect night to go out and allow himself some freedom at the bar. Nothing wrong with that of course, everyone needed their time to have fun and enjoy what the night had to offer. The only issue was that Hyunjin, like everyone, had his occasional adrenaline spikes. Alcohol, however, made this 1000x worse.

“Oh my God, Minho, my back hurts… this is all your fault” Han complained as he arched his back off the bed.

“I can’t MOVE” Seungmin yelled from afar.

“Is everyone here dramatic or am I just better than all of you” Lee Know said.

Chan was busy doing a head count as he went to the kitchen before settling down in bed. It was almost midnight, but he knew there was one voice missing.

“Is Hyunjin still out? Was he not sore at all??” Chan questioned.

“He went out because he was sore. He won’t even remember we practiced at all after tonight” Han stated.

Chan kept checking his phone for any updates on Hyune. Not that he was scared for him, he knew how to take care of himself, but he did want to sleep assured that all the kids were home.. (and not deal with his insane energy shock upon arrival).

About 20 minutes passed and everyone was on their phones in the kitchen or bickering about who did the hip-hop step better (thanks Seungbin) until the door burst open and and a happy Hyunjin wobbled in.

“GUYS. Guys. You GUYS oh my God you won’t believe the effectiveness of a moscato. Two, actually. WOW.”

Han burst out laughing instantly as Hyunjin dramatically explained the effects of a moscato on the brain and body while smiling and doing the most random hand motions known to man.

“No because you don’t understand it’s like.. like I’m not even sore anymore. I feel fine. Great even”He walked over to where Lee Know was sat on the couch and put his hands on his hips while standing in front of him.

“Lee Know, whatever we did today, lightwork. Easy. Step it up headass.”

Everyone in the room burst out laughing loudly as Minho got up from his seat and grabbed Hyunjin’s shirt to pull him closer.

“LET me GOHO. AAAAAAHHHHHHHH” Hyunjin screamed out of pure drama despite Lee Know barely touching him. He began to claw at the air as his shirt was being tugged on until he slipped and his hands and knees hit the floor with a soft thud.

Han and Innie were doubled over laughing at his little 1am stunts. Despite the show he was putting on, everyone was still tired and wanted to get at least some form of rest in before the weekend.

“Alright, I think we should head to bed, it’s 1am already” Chan reminded the rolling Hyunjin on the floor. Hyunjin stood up and stretched his arms out in front of him while groaning loudly.

“Alright. Okay. But. What do you think about my HIP HOP STEP” and there he was doing the choreography to s class. Again.

“What do we do with him” a teary eyed IN asked the members.

“Can’t we just lock him in a room until this fit is over” Seungmin suggested.

“I can force him to practice for 4 more hours” Minho offered. Hyunjin jumped on his back mid sentence.

“We just need to tire him out, get all that energy out his system” Changbin reminded.

“Ah. We’re stupid, this is easy, follow me” Minho said as he shook Hyunjin off him just to turn around and throw him over his shoulder.

“AAAHHA HA” Hyunjin shout out loud. While the members were annoyed at his antics, and sleepy, and sore.. they couldn’t help but laugh and coo at his enjoyment of this.

“You guys remember that trend from around 2 years ago?” Seungmin mentioned.

“There have been, like, hundreds” IN said.

“I know that smartass I’m talking about the one where you, like, ‘show your true laugh’ when people put a lot of weight on your chest”

“Are you suggesting we crush him to death” Chan questioned.

“Mmm no.. no… BUT we could get him out of breath quickly that way” Seungmin said.

During this entire conversation, Hyunjin was dangling on Lino‘s shoulder making unintelligible noises as they spoke beside the dorms living room couch.

“Naha don’t do that I’ll throw up on youhou actually actually good idea let’s do it Seungmin stand in front of my mouth pleaseaha HAHAHAHA” Hyunjin threw his head back at the thought of letting his past few drinks come out onto Seungmin.

“Throw him down” Minnie sternly told Lino.

Quickly, Hyunjin was smacked onto the couch on his back as he yelped. The members quickly began stacking themselves on top of his chest and stomach while he tried to bring his knees to his chest in protest and kick them off.

“NAHAHA NOOO OFF OFFAH” Hyunjin was quickly running out of breath as the first 3, Seungmin, IN, and Felix, stacked on top of him.

“SOTOPopaha ahoaha ah aH-“ his laughter got deeper and more breathy as Seungmin began to playfully bounce his body up and down on Hyune’s chest. Felix was sitting comfortably on top of Minnie’s lap while IN was lying on Hyunjin’s stomach.

“STAAOHP” Hyune was smacking at everyone on top of him in hopes that they’d get off. He had no idea why he was laughing so hard. Other than the drinks in his system, the extra weight on top of him for some reason had him going hysterical. He covered his mouth with his hands as he screamed when IN suddenly squeezed his knee.

“QUIHIT IT” he kicked at the couch while grabbing a handful of Seungmin’s hair when he saw his hand going straight for his underarm.

“OW” Minnie yelped as he and Felix tumbled down from the couch.

“HEAHAHA AHA” Hyunjin found it hilarious, of course.

“This isn’t working. How many damn drinks did you have?!” Lee Know questioned.

“This many” Hyunjin said as he stretched his arms out and flipped him off with a gasp. He quickly covered his mouth with his hands afterwards and faced an innocent look.

“WHO did that. Oh my God. Did ANYONE see that?! Nooo Lee Knowwwwwww” he giggled to nobody in particular.

With IN still on top of Hyune’s stomach, he decided he’d scoot down to his lower calves, giving Lee Know the chance to sit with him back-to-back atop Hyune’s upper calves. The boys had had enough of his constant bickering and were frankly ready for him to calm down.. in their own way.

“Naaa naahaha what are you even dohoing” Hyune questioned as Seungmin and Felix, the two that he knocked down, firmly grasped his wrists and held them to the sides of his head. Changbin and Chan positioned themselves to either side of his torso, while Han sat criss-cross behind Hyune’s head setting it into his lap.

Hyunjin’s face was that of a lost puppy, widened eyes and his frantic head shaking from side to side.

“Uhahmam this is odd guys whatat” he tried to buck his hips and found himself almost immobile.

“You brought this upon yourself” Han said while lightly wiggling his fingers across both sides of his neck and ears, causing an adorable eye and nose scrunch followed by a squeal.

“Awwww”

“Get OHF of me” Hyunjin bucked.

“Maybe. If you would’ve. Not. Been. So. Annoying!” Chan said with pokes to his ribs between every few words. “So sorry Hyune.”

He tried to shuffle away from his fingers only to be found with Changbin doing the same exact thing on the other side. Lee Know began to squeeze right above his knees, lightly, earning a scream from the younger. Meanwhile Seungmin and Felix were readily scratching their fingers down his forearms as IN focused on placing rapid pokes to his feet when he least expected it.

“IN STOHOP DOING THAT”

“This is so funny” the maknae teased.

The light movements being done all over his body had him on the verge of going insane.

“OHOH MY GOHOHOD STOOOOOPPPAAAHH” Hyunjin screamed out as he roughly thrashed his head from side to side, his now wet hair blocking his eyesight making the experience 10x worse. He could really only buck his hips up and down since the rest of his body was basically immovable.

“STOP PLEHEASE its sohoHOHO BAD”

“Clearly not bad enough. That was a quick warm up” Lee Know said giggling to himself and the members, “this is for you flipping me off” and with that Lino grabbed both his sides, right under the ribs, and drilled his thumbs in while roughly vibrating his hands and making a loud ‘dudududuududu’ noise.

“NAAHAHAAH HAHA HAHA” Han’s jaw dropped from how ear-piercing Hyunjin’s scream-laughter was. He tried to bring his arms in on himself while bucking even more violently than before, he had everyone shocked at the sensitivity of his torso that they’d almost felt bad.

But they didn’t. So IN continued to prod at his feet while Chan and Changbin wiggled their fingers over the middle of his stomach, earning spasms and sudden twitches from the boy.

“STOP STOP STOHOHOhohop” his laughter began to get weaker as he threw his head back and tried to imagine what it felt like to not be dying.

“You really want us to stop?” Seungmin questioned, laughing.

“YES PLEHEHAAAASE! PLEASE.” Hyunjin bucked.

“Okay. 30 seconds left then, but don’t complain. You asked for it.” The others knew what this meant.

“WAIT WAIT IM TIHIHIRED NOW PLEASE DONT PLEHEASE PLEASE PLEASE YOU CANT GO HAHARDER IM SORRY IM SOHOHO SOHORRY-” were the last words before Seungmin and Felix drilled into his underarms, Lee Know wiggled at his inner thighs, Chan squeezed at his ribs and hips, Changbin teased at his stomach, IN went ham on his feet, and Han poked and prodded all over his extremely sensitive collarbone and lower neck.

After constant bucking, ear piercing screams, tears down to his neck, heavy breathing, unlaced threats, and kicking for 20 seconds… Hyunjins laughter went completely silent.

The other members were in hysterics. Han was pointing at Hyunjin’s legs and clapping, now unmoving as they poked at his stomach.

“We broke him” he said out of breath.

Seungmin grabbed his arm and threw it around in the air a bit while Hyunjin just kept giggling into the void.

“HAHA, this is great” Seungmin commented.

Chan rubbed comforting circles on his side as Hyunjin curled into his arm bringing his knees and arms to his chest. Changbin rubbed his back as the others began to yawn through their, still, hysterical laughter.

“You’re SO loud!” Changbin said.

“He’s too dramatic for his own good~” Felix cooed as he rubbed at Hyune’s ear, making his shoulders scrunch.

“Don’t touch mehe”

“dOnT tOuCh MeHe” Lino said dramatically as he grabbed his waist.

“NAAHA NO! NOOO” Hyunjin immediately kicked and flailed his arms like a madman despite Lino not actually doing anything, eventually causing him to fall flat on the floor.

Everyone was exhausted, both from laughing and soreness now, ready to go to bed. Hyunjin couldn’t muster up the courage to trust anybody to carry or take him to bed somehow without being attacked, so he simply laid on the floor next to the couch for a while. He eventually got up while rubbing at his sides and arms waddling over to his bed when he noticed a sleepy Seungmin in it.

“Oh come ON get out?!” Hyunjin said, annoyed.

“I see someone’s finally ready for bed.”

“Are you getting out”

“No”

“Why”

“Because”

Too tired to really care, Hyune swung his legs onto the bed and laid right next to Seungmin, their bodies close.. and Seungmins hand even closer to his waist.

“Don’t even think about it. I’ll wake everyone up and you know it.” Hyune said as he grabbed at Minnie’s hand.

“I know, I’m just resting it here. Goodnight.”

He hated him. But not really. That nights sleep was actually one of the best he’d gotten in weeks. Maybe he shouldn’t have yelled stop so many times…

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HYUNEBUUUUUUNNNNNNN this was fun to write sorry it took longer than the first!! I hope it’s good 🥹 please lmk🩷🩷!!!

[rebeltigera]

Hiiii Rebel! I hope you're having a nice day! You probably don't remember me but I'm the anon who asked if i could write fanfiction about your V!Wukong au! I'm currently and finally working on chapter 2 since I'm on semester break, you have no idea how much school is a pain in the ass 🥲

Anyways! I just want to know if it's okay of i change up your au about V! Wukong a bit? Like maybe make him a bit more manipulative and possessive, definitely traumatized and insane but i still kept the original idea of him being a simp and basically be a doting mate to Macaque and have him be respectful and all. But i see him also acting more forceful for the sake of Macaque's health and his own sanity.

Would that be alright with you? I know you don't plan on expanding more with the V! Wukong au but i would love to explore it instead! And also share my ideas with you if it's okay of course! I can stop if you don't want me exploring and continuing to expand about the au, but let me know what you think! ❤️

Do what u wanna m8 , but in that moment say it's only inspired by my version of V!Wukong ,

Because that's the thing about his concept , he's not only a simp

I made him choose sides , like yeah he is a bit crazy and violent n want revenge on the world but I didn't want to touch the possessive n manipulative side , oh no. Because every villain SWK I see is either psychotic, maniac or manipulative n possessive lil shit

He's all about harsh truth

Because he was possessive before the journey. Of his home , of his subjects , of his treasure , of his mate

Welp it didn't work out for him

But that's just my insight n I'm alright with it , I'm curious what you'll make with it :3

[reverie-starlight]

OKAY- so you know the song “baby it’s cold outside”? I was thinking that maybe if it’s okay with you of course, to write a pre-Timeskip Osamu miya x f! Reader, inspired around that song, not entirely about that song.

So Osamu and reader have been dating for quite some time now, and it’s their first Christmas as a couple, so Osamu being an absolute sweetheart he is, he invites his gf over for Christmas because her parents are overseas for work and can’t make it in time for Christmas.

So the two yk just like hangout and make snowman’s together or smth like that, yk Christmas activities. I won’t be to specific with the activities so u can choose them, but at one point I do want atsumu to be like third wheeling and being an absolutely annoying person constantly mocking them with like kissy sounds.

I understand if you don’t want to write this, but ty for your time <33 I hope your having a great day! -anon

ohhh anon this is adorable!! I’m sorry I’m posting it so long after you sent it in but I wanted to save it for Christmas!! And then I realized that the whole week would be insanely busy so enjoy it as my first work of the new year! I decided to keep it GN!reader as well, I hope that’s alright with you <3

(And I hope you’ll forgive me extra because in my excitement to write this I totally missed the “pre-timeskip” part I’m so sorry- everything else is included though!!)

GN!reader

warnings: timeskip spoilers kinda?? Other than that, none! just pure fluff, atsumu third wheeling and being a menace, you and atsumu annoying each other, lots of winter activities, wholesomeness, aside from one very tiny suggestive bonus scene at the end <3

{Baby it’s Cold Outside- M. Osamu}

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“Come in, let me help ya with the bags.”

You stumbled into Osamu’s apartment and happily let him take some of your things. “Thank you, baby.”

He gave you a minute to settle in the front hall and take your winter gear off before taking the heavier things and leading you to his room. “I’m so happy yer able to stay here for the next little while. I mean, obviously it really sucks that yer parents couldn’t make it home in time, but I’m looking forward to this year.”

You grinned at him. “I’m looking forward to our first holiday season together, too, Samu.”

The whole reason you were staying with him over the holidays was because your family was overseas for a work trip and they weren’t able to make it back in time. So your boyfriend (who you’ve been dating for almost a year now) immediately offered to let you stay and spend them with him and his family.

There was still a few days until they officially started but Osamu insisted on you coming early so you could really optimize your time together. You had no complaints about that whatsoever.

Once all of your bags were settled in a corner on the floor in his room, he took you into a warm embrace. “If you’re not too tired from the workout we just did, I have a few things planned for us to do.”

You nuzzled further into his chest and smiled. “That sounds perfect. Did I see some baking ingredients in the kitchen earlier? Can we start with cookies?”

“Of course, let’s go.”

Neither of you made any effort to head to the kitchen right away, instead just basking in the comforting arms you had wrapped around each other.

After few more minutes of that, you finally pulled away and lead him to the kitchen to do some baking. One mini food fight with lots of shrieking and laughter later, you put the cookies in the oven and set a timer.

While you waited, you sat on the couch drinking hot chocolate curled into Osamu’s side. Looking out the window, you noticed the snow was a bit lighter now but still falling just enough to make it look peaceful outside.

“Samu?”

“I’m way ahead of you, babe, just let me finish this sip and we can head out for a bit.”

Two minutes later you were both getting your winter gear back on and heading into the cold. The minute your foot hit the snow, you were gathering some up and throwing it at Osamu.

“Hey! Not fair, ya cheater!”

“You snooze, you lose baby!” You did your best to put some distance between yourselves but it proved to be meaningless when some soft snow hit you in the face as you turned back around.

You spluttered a bit and wiped it out of your eyes, laughing a bit. “Let’s not aim for the face anymore, I don’t really feel like wearing an eyepatch to end off the year.”

Osamu looked mildly guilty. He apologized quickly and came over to kiss all over your face to “make sure it healed properly” (there was no wound, you both knew he just wanted to kiss you). You giggled a bit and basked in the extra warmth he was providing you with. 

Fake gagging and the sound of a car door slamming shut pulled the two of you out of your bubble. Atsumu was walking over to you guys, not dressed nearly warm enough for this weather in your opinion.

“You guys are disgusting, this is so not what I wanted to see as I drove up.”

You stuck your tongue out at him as he messed with your hat and fist bumped his brother, who looked less than stoked to see him. “What are ya doing here, tsumu? Yer not supposed to show up for another few days.”

“I came early. Duh.”

“No shit, Sherlock, but why?”

“Got a few days off of practice earlier than expected so I figured I’d just come here right away. You have the room, right?”

Your boyfriend rolled his eyes. “Yes, but call and tell me these things before ya show up unannounced ya ass! What if I had plans with Y/n?”

“Do ya?”

“Do we?”

Both twins looked at you. “Technically no, but I count relaxing with you before my family comes solid plans.”

Atsumu shrugged. “Well I’m here, so suck it up! We’re gonna have fun.”

“Me and Y/n are gonna have fun, yer gonna be a third wheel.”

“Oh, Samu, don’t purposefully leave him out of our activities, we still have time together! Let’s enjoy his company.” He raised an eyebrow at your tone. You were obviously planning something but he wasn’t sure what. 

“Yea, Samu, just enjoy my company. At least Y/n has the right ide-”

Atsumu was cut off by a mouthful of snow. You gasped and tried to wipe it away but your boyfriend just laughed at his brother and dragged you along as he ran away. 

“I’m sorry! I wasn’t aiming for your face!”

“Agh! Y/n you’d better watch yer back, I’m comin’ after ya in a minute!”

Osamu tossed him the keys to the apartment. “Try it and yer dead! There’s some extra gloves and scarves in the front hall’s closet, hurry up ya scrub!” 

While Atsumu was gathering some warmer clothes, you and Osamu spent your time hiding and building up some ammo. “Do we ambush him or wait for him to attack first?”

You thought about it for a minute. You’ve known the twins for a long time, even before you and Osamu started dating, so you knew how to catch the blond off guard. “Attack first and don’t let up for a second. Make him beg for mercy.”

Osamu looked at you with wide, adoring eyes. “I love you so much.”

You just grinned and started sneaking off with some snowballs closer to the building’s entrance. Too late did you realize that the target was outside already and looking right at you. 

“Sorry, Y/n, looks like yer plan didn’t work. I’m not goin’ down without a fight and it looks like yer guard dog isn’t anywhere to be found. I’ll be taking that~” He reached over and took your small pile of snowballs. 

You made a mad dash back towards Osamu, snowballs raining down... beside you. Turning your head slightly, you called back to him “Jeez, Atsumu, you’d think a professional setter would have better aim, no?”

He huffed and chased after you, but before he could catch up, Osamu tackled him from the side. Both twins groaned but your boyfriend was quick to regain his senses. “Y/n, get him!”

And so you proceeded to show Miya Atsumu the wrath of someone who wanted a peaceful night in with their boyfriend. 

An hour later, when you were all back inside, eating slightly burnt cookies and warming up again, he was still complaining about it. “Why’d ya have to team up on me like that? Totally not fair.”

“Oh shush, ya big baby, I did tell ya that if ya tried anything with Y/n you’d be dead. Ya got what ya deserved.” 

You snickered at that, handing Atsumu a mug of hot chocolate. Then you curled up in Osamu’s lap and sighed in contentment. “Thanks for saving me out there, baby, couldn’t have done it without you.”

He hummed and nuzzled his face into your shoulder. “I doubt that, yer pretty scrappy when ya wanna be.”

You cupped his face and pressed a kiss to his head. “True, but it was still a team effort. I love you.”

He lead some kisses up your neck and ended at your cheek. “Love ya too, angel.” 

“Ya guys are so cute it’s actually gross, keep the PDA to a minimum around me, would ya? Or am I gonna have to start mocking Samu for being all soft on his partner?” He made some faux kiss noises and Osamu just punched him in the arm. 

“Yer the one who crashed at my place a few days early, yer just gonna have to deal with me lovin’ on my partner a little bit. Just watch the movie.” He kissed your cheek a few times in quick succession making you laugh and try to pull away. 

“No way, c’mere, I’m not done yet.” 

And so the rest of the night was a blur of take-out, teasing from Atsumu every time you guys showed affection, even more affection from Osamu in retaliation, and lots of love during the holiday season on a cold December night. 

BONUS, the next morning at breakfast:

“....”

“....”

“....”

“...so did you guys have a good night?”

“...shut up Atsumu.”

“I slept great, thanks for asking.” 

“It’s too early for yer bullshit.”

“Well maybe if ya didn’t stay up so late-”

“Shut up, Atsumu.”

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...if the ending feels rushed, it kind was. I didn’t know how to end it so I added a bonus scene.

Hope you enjoyed!! pls consider reblogging and commenting :) 

Happy New Year! <3

[syn4k]

It took me an embarrassing amount of time to realize you guys wrote one of my favorite fics on ao3

Like I didn’t make the connection between the names on the different platforms then was like “ashes au haha like that one story?” Then realized it WAS that story and that you wrote it

I wanted to let you guys know that ashes au is The Best and every chapter rips my heart apart and stitches it back together halfway (in a good way)

I love how Gem and Fwhip are Trying to get along and sometimes it’s fine and sometimes it’s tenser than rubber band about to snap and oh god it makes me think of my own siblings. And Pixl!!! He is the densest and saddest character. The day he comes to terms with the fact people will want him around is the day the world will spring back to life haha.

I cannot wait to see where the story goes next and whenever I check my bookmarks for updates I always look to ashes au first

-Starry

anon, please know that the intial response up here when we saw this went like this:

lance [clicking the askbox expecting another ask game ask]: oh shit, ray look at this ray (the main person up here who has actually physically written the vast majority of Ashes): what? lance: look at this ask ray, walking up to the front screen: yeah? oh what the fuck? oh wow. holy shit. hold on WHOA.

and then we proceeded to keysmash about it on Discord. based on our very normal reaction, one can clearly judge that we get asks of this moniker a lot and are used to it (joking)

seriously though, this ask has made our evening and probably our entire weekend due to several reasons- hold on let me make an itemized list real quick hi its ray i stole the fingers i am going insane over this. Hello. Hey.

do not worry anon i would have done the exact same thing if this wasn't our fic that we were writing. it has happened to us before on multiple occasions as well you are not alone

AAAAAAAA???? AAAAAAA?? AAAAA? AAAA! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!! AGH!

if you or a loved one have experienced physical or emotional pain while reading this fic, you may be entitled to financial compensation

yeah uh. Yeah theyre siblings alright! some days they are getting along just fine and some days they are literally ready to dropkick each other into a tree

pix is layered like a French pastry. this is intentional. how have we done this so in depth and so well? don't worry about it (it's a little technique called "mild to moderate projection") (yes, we are actively going to therapy and have been going for years. do not worry)

asks like these are the literal backbone of everything we write ever. i am not kidding when i say that we have been pouring all the effort we can into writing this, partially because we refuse to fully abandon a multichapter ever, partially to distract ourself from the huge amount of schoolwork we've been subjected to lately, and partially because of the readers (including you!) that leave so much godsdamned feedback that we read when we are sad

things like this are the world to me and out of all the words we've ever written, i don't think any of them would show our gratitude enough, so we'll stick to showing that by keeping this thing going for you and everyone else who keeps up with and enjoys this fic

thank you SO MUCH for this and please subscribe to the work if you haven't already because ao3 gives you emails every time a chapter updates. we love u and we understand so so much but desperately refreshing the page will not actually make us write it any faster although i wish that was how it worked </3

we wish you a Very and a Good :] hope to see you when the next chapter drops, whenever the hell that might be!

[saltpepperbeard]

Alright well ok. It's this weird? I don't do normal anyways. Should i make it anon? I'll go anon

I wish u a very very very HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!🎈✨️🎊💫🥳🥳❤️🎊🌈🎆🎉🎉🎉💫💚🌈🎊

I wanted you to know that your tags (essays) brighten my days. There's not a single one i have read that hasn't made me smile (even on the shitty days i found). You just have a very sunny sweet vibe and i'll shut up now

I hope you have a great day!

ooOOAOOAAGHGHG NO DARLING PLEASE; THIS IS INSANELY SWEET AND NOT WEIRD WHATSOEVER. IT'S VERY MUCH APPRECIATED 😭❤️

Thank you so very very much, and I'm glad my silly little ramblings can provide a little bit of light! ❤️

I hope you have a wonderful day as well ❤️❤️❤️

[aresrambles]

Hiya! Could I please request a movie night with Hawks that quickly turns into something spicy? I understand if you can't take the request but can't hurt to ask right?

Fast and Furious

hawks x female!reader - explicit nsfw, strictly 18+, married!reader, degradation, creampie, fluff (1306 words)

a/n: hi anon <3 so sorry this took fucking forever. i also went w fem!reader bc it wasn’t specified so i hope that’s ok and took some creative liberties. i hope u enjoy~

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Huddled together in a fleet of cushions and blankets, you and Keigo stare idly at the large flat-screen TV that illuminates your shared living room. Truth be told, the film had long ago become boring to you- the only thing on your mind were the soft circles that your husband had been drawing on the space above your hips.

You look over to your right and watch his focused expression, eyes filled with the colorful reflection of the TV light. Keigo was so beautiful. Although he hadn’t shaved in a while due to working overtime, and his eyebags had looked better, he was still insanely attractive. He could pull off anything, really.

“What’cha looking at, Birdie?” Keigo catches you in the corner of his eye and turns to smile, the circles on your hips creeping up further and further toward your waistband.

“I’m looking at the guy that won’t stop trying to turn me on.” Hawks pauses for a moment before bursting out into a fit of laughter. “Alright, alright- you caught me. This movie sucks and I’m horny.” You can’t help but smile upon hearing his remark and lean forward into a kiss. When you pull away, Keigo’s eyes look different. There’s an intensity to them as he looks back at you, mouth still relaxed in an upward curve and fingers still playing around with your waistband. “D’you wanna forget about the movie? And, well… Do you wanna…”

“Go on, Number 2 Hero.” You chuckle, mockingly tossing your head back and batting your lashes at him. Keigo feels his dick jump at the light-hearted term and wastes no time in pulling your sweatpants down, before taking his own off and settling down between your legs.

"Look at your fuckin' panties..." He murmurs, dragging his slender finger along the drenched fabric clinging to your folds. You hadn’t realised how wet he had made you throughout the film until now. Keigo could see everything and you hadn't even taken them off yet. The sight makes his abdomen twitch. "Maybe you should keep these on for a while." He says softly before pushing them to side and pressing his mouth onto your clit. "S'kinda sexy."

The vibrations of his voice made you want to close your legs on instinct but Keigo's grip is firm, already anticipating that delicious reaction of yours. Instead, his fingers pinch at the flesh of your thighs whilst he begins to lap away at your sweet spot, all wet and all warm and all his. Keigo had always been good at eating pussy- it was something that he genuinely enjoys. He gets off to it. The shy gasps when he sucks on your clit after tongue-fucking you, the long, firm licks from top to bottom. Everything about it is too much and somehow you can never get enough.

You look down at him and meet your husbands eyes as he eagerly eats you out. Reaching down to stroke his hair, your arm is suddenly stopped in its place. Keigo moves his lips away from your pussy and instead drags his tongue along your fingers, never once tearing his gaze away from yours. Your body temperature rises with the warm, wet sensation of your fingers enveloped in his mouth. He sucks on them like he's starving, eyes hungry and half-lidded like a puppy drunk on milk.

At the same time, he brings his other hand back to your pussy, toying with it teasingly. He presses your folds together and rubs alongside the middle before letting go again, repeating that action a few more times before you inevitably begin buck your hips up and whine. "Dude, just fuck me already."

Keigo only smirks before pressing that same hand that had been teasing your pussy into your mouth. "Louder, sweetheart. I don't think I got that."

You wait for him to remove his hand from your mouth, but upon realising that wasn't going to happen you attempt to speak up again.

"Fuck. Me.”

“Look at that, you said it all muffled and now you’re drooling all over my hand like some kinda bitch in heat." Keigo leans down until your faces are centimeters apart. "Well, are you? Are you my bitch, Y/N?” He asks softly, tilting your head up to look at him properly.

The dull ache inside of you is what propels you to nod your head. Keigo chuckles as he palms a dick a few times, lining it up with your entrance.

“If you’re gonna be my bitch then I wanna hear you pant like one.”

The end of his sentence is almost lost in a deep groan as he slides inside of you, face twisted with pleasure. “That’s it, sweetheart.” He exhales, pumping in and out of you with shaky arms holding his body above yours. The room feels so much heavier and you weakly push away the blankets that surround the two of you. Keigo’s dick felt like it was burning you up from the inside out, so anything other than his body was an unneeded addition of warmth.

Keigo's lazy thrusts became faster and rhythmic, reaching deep inside of you. The soft grip he previously had on your thighs was now trembling and sweaty, almost as though your flesh was about to slip out of his grasp. The sheer strength of his grip made your thighs hurt but the sensation was nothing in comparison to the one deep in your belly. "Keep going." You pant, in a trance. The only thing that matters is that he keeps going; that he keeps pushing himself inside till that ache in your core dissipates. "Keep going, keep going, keep going-"

Your chanting does not fall unto deaf ears, however your husband has other plans. Keigo leans down until you can feel his hot breath fanning over ear as he begins to slow down. "What did you say?" He taunts, inbetween his own gasping breaths. "What do you want from me?"

He was insatiable in his need to make you beg for it. To beg for that release that he knows you so desperately crave despite the fact that you were both reaching your limit. “I said, ah, keep going. Please.” You whine, rolling your hips up to meet his movements. “Whatever you want, beautiful.” Keigo huffs, eyes gleaming. He speeds up again and doesn’t withhold his own moans and shaky mewls that echo throughout the living room. You begin to feel the familiar build up of a climax in your insides as Keigo whines about his own oncoming orgasm. “Cum with me. Cum with me, baby.” He pleads. Keigo’s arm slipped as he crashed down on top of you, never once stopping his frantic thrusting. You take the opportunity to bite into his shoulder as your own orgasm rolls over your body, taking it captive in a frenzied hot flush.

“I’m gonna- I’m-I’m-“ Keigo can only babble incoherently as he fucks you through his climax, thick, ropey cum spilling inside of you. Your pussy clenches around his dick; the overstimulation milking him for everything he has. “That’s it, baby. Give it all to me.” You coo in his ear, embracing your lover as he became limp on top of you.

You both take a while to come back around, Keigo’s head resting upon your chest. As you play with his hair, you feel his wings twitch with satisfaction.

“Now that was a good movie night.” He mumbles, nuzzling further into you. Although he should, he doesn’t pull out for a while. The idea of keeping his cum stuffed inside of you was an exciting thought, and it was too hot to start moving again. You guys could always clean yourselves up again later, until the cool running water of the shower. And perhaps have room for a round 2.

[zooone]

mutual love!!!! inspired by @gaytoadwithapopcicle (anon love will come tomorrow,,, ,.,,.,.,.,, im tirired)

@lyssys - oh my goodness where do i even begin. um. the whole reason why im even here???? the whole reason why i love logging onto tumblr?????? the whole reason that im inspired????? uh. hello??? literally greatest person ever. ive said this before but they remind me of mumza and niki... as caring and sweet and open as mumza and as beautiful and empowering as niki!!! the best of the best... huge inspiration for me,,, and im lowkey still shocked that she was my first mutual and she (wonderful amazing beautiful lyss) asked me (rambling bozo) to be moots! but nonetheless it was absolutely amazing ofc!! i worship them soso much. deserves the world <33

@sardonic-the-writer - insanely similar to lyss'- where do i even begin. i used to literally freak out to your amazing writing. again, v v surprised that they (absolutely cool, insanely talented sardonic) asked me (someone who used to reel over their work and inhale it like air) to be mutuals!!! aaa i remember when they first asked,,, i recently hit 100 nd was playing guitar when i saw them ask to be moots! i had to put my instrument down so i caan get up and jump w joy :)) but anywho very very talented! and accepting as well, i dunno how they were able to withstand me and lyss spamming them w scrunkbut /affectionate. also the whole reason i have like half of my mutuals :DD couldnt have done it w/o u man :)

@gaytoadwithapopcicle - MY MANNN!!1!!!!! my pal my guy my brotherein my homeslicicle my bro...... another instance in which i got rlly happy when they asked to be moots!!! like okqoabajwjsjwmwnwbsmdm this insanely cool person wants to befriend me???!!!?!???? i was shocked, to say the least. but toad is so so so cool!!!!!!!!! im exteemely flattered to be their first mutual and i hope i made a well first impression of how it feels to have a moot!! but v v v kind and sweet and respectful!! i feel v safe and welcome in their dms and theyre the coolest absolutely

@harbingerofheartbreak - yet another moment that i was shocked when she asked to be moots (man, i really am a fuckin loser, huh? /pos) honestly one of the most, if not the most, talented writer i know. the grammar they use is immaculate whilst also being still comprehensive,,, the way they show emotion is picture perfect,,,,,, and to say that way she writes stories to flow so well it blows me away is an understatement!!!! if they released a book id be the first to buy /hj,,, but aside from their amazing talent, they're also so so so sweet too! v supportive of others work, and wont hesitate to be the sweetest ever!!! aaaa i love em sm :)) <33 /p

@gh0st-b0ys - a huge issue i have w myself is that i often think im too annoying, by ghostly never made me feel like that. id post something absolutely idiotic, and still get happy when they would like it!! didnt matter what it was, as long as i get a like from them, everything is alright :)),,,, also they said that they idolized me?!?2!1?1?1??1?!3?1!!?2! wtf!?2!?!????????!1!1?! /pos waaa i cant express into words how happy that made me feel.... i idolize people all the time and to know that someone is like that towards me makes it sm easier to get out of bed. and even tho we havent had a lotta interaction between each other,,, i just wanna let em know that theyre insanely cool :Dd

@pebblebrainlovejoy - proud to say i watched them grow 💪💪💪💪 i feel like a proud older sibling whenever i see their blog. i remember seeing one of their newer works (cant remember what it was but at the time it only had like 2 notes) and i thought "this is actually amazing,, this persons gonna blow up, i swear." and they did!!!! and im so so so proud of them!!!!!1!!1 honestly, i love seeing their blog on my dash and it makes me the happiest whenever i do. absolutrly amazing writer as well!!! i respect them not only as a mutual vut as a writer definitely. cant even describe how happy their work makes me,.,,, like its amazing,, i would recommend it a thousand percent to people absolutely <33

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Stepping out of that little thing called comfort zone

Summary: requested by lovely anons:

Hey K! I hope you're doing well and that I'm not bothering 😊 since your requests are open, would u mind writing one where reader's the imposter and they kill corpse while singing, and with the proximity chat on he hears and starts simping? totally fine if u don't feel like writing it, stay safe!

And

hii i hope ur having a great day! can you do a corpse x reader where the reader is a famous singer and corpse has a really big crush on her so one day sean invites the reader to play among us so she accepts it. the whole time corpse is really nervous and tries to make her laugh bc he loves it. after they stopped playing and everyone got off their streams, he dms her and tells her that he enjoyed playing w/ her and they should talk more. thank u so much IM SORRY IF ITS CONFUSINGKASKDA

Warning: Fluff

Pairing: Corpse husband x reader

Masterlist • Corpse husband request open! No smuts

Please don't post any of my content anywhere else without my permission. Comment and reblogs welcome!

Hums fell from your lips as you got ready to belch out some tones. Your character was running around the screen as you tried to find out who you were going to kill since you were imposter.

As you ran down to medbay your voice became more know to Corpse. He had a massive crush on you and your voice drove him crazy. He tried his best to stay hidden from you so he could listen to you sing but eventually you saw him and stopped singing.

"oh hi Corpse, hows it going?" You sounded cheerful which made Corpse laugh. "I'm doing good. Hey y/n are you Imposter?"

You laughed softly trying your best not to sound nervous. "Uh no." You knew Corpse didn't believe you just by the way the words came out of your mouth.

"come on doll don't lie, your imposter aren't you?"

Corpse couldn't hold back as he flirted with you. He didn't even notice he called you doll. His chat was going insane as they noticed. He was stepping out of his comfort zone which you noticed.

You laughed, "no Corpse I'm not." You lied again. Corpse hummed deeply. "Alright then. Can you sing to me while you're here? Doll" He asked you nice and calmly. you felt butterflies at the nickname doll, it of course made you say yes.

"sure I'll sing for you."

You started to sing and Corpse listened without interruption. When you reached the end of the song Corpse exhaled as he felt himself growing flustered. He was happy you couldn't see him.

"that was beautiful."

You smiled, "thanks. Hey Corpse guess what?" You started. Corpse hummed softly, "whaddup?" You chuckled softly before you spoke, "sorry but I'm imposter." Before Corpse could say a word you killed him.

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･

For the rest of the game Corpse has been asking you to sing and making you laugh your ass off despite you killing him. Corpse was so sweet that even though he was the imposter many times he didn't kill you.

After you all logged off you went to lay in your bed and scroll through Instagram, not expecting anything else for the day. But when you got a dm from Corpse you were caught off guard.

You sat up and opened his dm.

I loved playing with you today and I was wondering if we can hangout some more. You don't have to say yes if you want.

You smiled at his message. He was nervous and you could tell. You quickly respond by saying yes and giving him your number so he could text and call you. Corpse didn't expect you to say yes at all and when you did he couldn't help but beam.

He laid back in his gaming chair grinning to himself very excited that he stepped out of his comfort zone.

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*

Sorry, shit writing!!!! But hope you liked it

@captainamerica-is-bae

[sukifans]

Can I request a small Zuko x Fem!Reader, where the reader can't fall asleep and Zuko offers to cuddle with her, and she falls asleep very quickly?

SLEEP // zuko

WC: 1.2k

WARNINGS: none, pure fluff

A/N: my first request!! let’s gooooo!! hope u like this anon, i am so soft for warm zuko. perhaps i wrote this instead of studying for my lab practical... don’t look at me. also i didn’t proofread so don’t come for my ass okay

⇦ 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

The flimsy silks of your night robes whipped around your calves in the frigid evening wind. Being from a village not too far outside the Si Wong Desert, even the Fire Nation’s winter was enough to chill your bones. As much as you disliked being cold, you still preferred the tropical seasons to the constant abusive desert heat you grew up with. Lucky you that a group of insane kids came through your town talking about finding Wan Shi Tong’s Library all those years ago.

The memories made you smile fondly to yourself and you made a mental note to write Katara in the morning and ask her to send some warm furs. Sure, you could probably get something much quicker from a local vendor, but Sokka always boasted about how his people make the best blankets. You folded your arms across your chest and shuddered in the biting wind, leaning forward against the balcony railing as you looked out over the sleepy city.

The sound of footsteps behind you made you glance over your shoulder and you smiled at the sight of a rumpled-looking Zuko. “Evening, Fire Lord,” you hummed.

“It’s far too late at night for you to address me by my title, Advisor.” He ran a hand through his already mussed hair and came up to stand beside you, leaving a respectable distance between you. Even so, you could feel the warmth radiating from his body and you subconsciously shifted closer.

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“Not really,” he sighed. “You neither?”

“Nope.” You shook your head. “Too cold.”

He looked at you out of the corner of his eye with a wry grin. “So you decided to come stand outside, in the cold?”

“The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma, Zuko. Don’t try to keep up.” You laughed at his eye roll. A particularly harsh burst of wind blustered across the balcony and you pulled your arms in tighter around yourself, shivering.

“C’mere, idiot,” he chuckled, reaching out to pull you closer. Your mouth dropped open in faux-outrage.

“That’s an awfully rude way to speak to your top advisor on Earth Kingdom relations,” you huffed. You still let him move behind you and hug you to his chest, wrapping his arms around your middle.

“Yeah, yeah,” he murmured, leaning down to rest his chin on your shoulder. “You’re shaking like a leaf, (Y/N). You need to go back inside.” Despite his words, neither of you made to move away from the railing. You started to feel warm and sleepy, closing your eyes and leaning your head back against his shoulder as you melted into his embrace. He clasped your hands in his own, clicking his tongue when he felt your freezing fingers. You could still feel goosebumps along your skin, but now it was from the way his hot breath danced across your exposed collar bones. He flinched a little when you turned your head to press your cold nose against his neck. You could swear you felt his pulse racing just as hard as yours under his skin.

You opened your eyes again and moved so your lips almost grazed his ear as you whispered, “are you having those nightmares again?” You knew your friend went through sleepless spells plagued by terrible dreams of his father and the war and losing his loved ones. When he’d joined you and the Avatar and your friends, you were the first to notice how he’d sometimes jump awake at night, panting and sweating. One night, not unlike this night, during his first year as Fire Lord, he’d bared his soul to you and described the horrors he faced in his sleep. Ever since, you’d often sought out each other out when rest was evasive.

He simply nodded and buried his face into your hair, declining to elaborate. He didn’t know how to tell you that recently he’d been dreaming about losing you; that sometimes he’d wake up with your name caught in his throat and his cheeks wet with tears. You hummed in understanding and removed one of your hands from his to card your fingers through his hair soothingly. The gentle motion of your nails scratching against his scalp was almost starting to lull him into a trance state. You giggled when he let out a little contented sound.

“Don’t laugh,” he grumbled, “it feels nice. You know what you’re doing to me.”

“You’re like a happy, cute little turtleduck getting a head scratch.”

“I’m one of the most powerful men in the world, (Y/N); please don’t call me a ‘cute little turtleduck.’” He lifted his head from your shoulder with a groan and you turned in his arms to face him, not missing the way the moonlight illuminated the blush on his cheeks.

“Don’t act like a cute little turtleduck and I won’t call you one.” You raised your arms to drape around his neck and pressed closer to his warmth.

In moments like these, when Zuko looked at you like that, you wished he would just throw caution to the wind and kiss you already. You two had been toeing the line of “more than friends” for years at this point. It all drove you crazy—the lingering glances, the brushing fingers, the comforting touches, the tender embraces, the sweet smiles. You loved him and you knew that he loved you but any time there looked to be some progress he’d shrink away. With Zuko, your relationship felt like a complicated waltz of one step forward, three steps back, nine steps forward, twenty steps back. All you could do was follow his lead and wait.

His hands skimming up and down your sides made your heart do somersaults in your chest, knocking around your breath. “You’re lucky I have a soft spot for you.”

“You and I both know you’re all bark and no bite,” you laughed, poking his muscular chest. “All warm and squishy under that big, tough Fire Lord exterior.”

“Just don’t let the bad guys hear you say that.”

“Your secret’s safe with me, my lord.” He felt a pull in his stomach at your use of that title and you again noticed the pink tinge of his face that usually accompanied the nickname.

“Alright, Advisor (Y/N),” he slid his hand down your arm to lace your fingers together, “let’s get you back to bed.”

“You gonna keep me warm, Lord Zuko?” you asked as you walked beside him back inside and through the torchlit palace halls.

“Of course. Can’t have you getting sick, now can I?” Neither of you mentioned that you both slept better with the other in bed.

He led you into his chambers, where the bed was bigger and the sheets were softer and a fire always roared in the hearth. You laid your thin robe over a chair in the room, leaving you in just your nightdress as you followed him under the covers, snuggling up against his chest with his arm around you. As soon as you laid your head down on his shoulder you started to nod off. You smiled to yourself, happy that you were awake enough at least to feel the kiss Zuko pressed to the top of your head and hear the whisper into your hair that sounded suspiciously along the lines of, “I love you.”

ATLA TAGS: @hotgirlazula @octophopi @simpinforsukka

ZUKO/SOKKA TAGS: @fiantomartell @buckywiththagoodhair @hypercakeiii

[geges]

I hope this isn't too rude or assuming, but I also wanted to know, if u had any favorite moments in any media u've liked that you're okay with sharing? (just asking since this also appears to be a fandom(??) / anime(??) blog and if u're ok with answering something really offtopic)

ANON I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU…. I WOULD LOVE TO INFODUMP ABT MY INTERESTS. PLS. sadly yes i’m mostly a fandom/interests blog, mostly cnovels and manhua, so this ask is pretty on-topic for my blog. obligatory disclaimer a lot of these things have Problems and Issues so this isn’t me saying i am an uncritical fan of the media this is just a list of scenes that make me incredibly hhghgnnneennn. some of them made me cry in the chicken feed aisle in a Tractor’s Supply once and im still upset abt that one. a lot of these have spoilers for various cnovels so i put it under a cut :)

additional warning that um. there's a lot of mentioned death/suicide. most of these are characters dying honestly

so, Media Of All Time favourite scenes:

(tgcf) legitimately every scene with qi rong im not joking i go crazy over him. notable mention of that scene in the Final Battle with gu zi……….. i’m insane

(liu yao) um. i don’t remember the main character’s name. but yeah him dying <3 jiayou! that one drives me insane i read it like once a week

(nan chan) mr human magikarp fucking dying and jin ling just….. losing it

(nan chan) jin ling’s subsequent imprisonment and isolation :)

(nan chan) JIN LING MURDER SPREE!!!!!!!

(huang jin tai) yan xiaohan getting drugged and immediately going to stab himself so that he doesn’t “betray” fu shen

(qian qiu) yan wushi hiding shen qiao in that buddha statue and running off to die

(teio) THE FUCKING EARTHWORM CRYING. GOD

(teio) everything with bai ruoyao. i love him im so homophobic

(mo du) fei du suffering for five entire books straight

(mo du) that scene near the end where he has to grasp the trigger handhold and his Immense Certified Trauma kicks in

(mo du) luo wenzhou NOT pokemon evolving into a big red flag the second he got one glimpse past fei du’s walls. Like that man saw Fei Du: Genuinely Unwell Extraordinaire, and not only did he not jab fd with a horse tranq, he just went and made the man dinner. what the fuck

(twwtadsl) the betrayal scene <3

(tsomd) sui zhou almost dying for tang fan like 2302984 times but notable mention of the First Time when he tried to die for tang fan in the fight against the tomb guardian

(missing sect leader) wei jiangyue going “I JUST CANT STAND IT WHEN HE’S NOT ALRIGHT……………..”

(missing sect leader) wei jiangyue making a bet with ye you that hinges the fate of the world or whatever and his terms for if he wins. instead of using the chance to ask for something large. he asks yy to just tell him something. anything at all. just tell him something

(missing sect leader) wei jiangyue telling ye you he will die for him to repent for his father’s mistake but hiding the fact that his willingness to die for yy comes from his love for him, not his guilt

(missing sect leader) that scene where yy reveals his identity and wjy realises that no matter what he has to leave yy alone and cannot even approach him again. and just sinking in shame and regret to spend his entire lifetime in pain from the fact that his presence causes yy pain

(missing sect leader) in front of the entire jianghu. wei jiangyue giving himself up to the threat of being brutally killed be ye you if it meant yy was given some sort of closure. jesus christ i don’t even like this book this much and yy/wjy isn’t even canon why do they have so much on this list

(tong qian kan shi) the insect cave scene <3

(tqks) xuanmin closing his eyes as he is put through incredible pain and torture, being literally killed, in order for xue xian to enact his revenge against the great priest

(tqks) the great priest forcing xx to recognize that his revenge will also kill xuanmin as collateral, xx not recognising xuanmin, and xuanmin just. closing his eyes and accepting his death

(tqks) xuanmin using his last dying action to dig out his own bones and bury them under the mountains to free xue xian.

(tqks) xuanmin making his way over to the unconscious xue xian, kneeling in front of him (really falling lmao), and dying while never looking away from his face :)

(tqks) xx regaining his memories, remembering xuanmin, and looking up to see xuanmin laying dead in his arms. then feeling fear for the first time in his life. man. man. ok

(qqgk) “MY DEAR, IF I LEFT MYSELF BY YOUR EAR, WOULD YOU BE ABLE TO HEAR ME? MAY WE MEET AGAIN IN A WORLD WHERE THE SMOKE IS GONE” THIS QUOTE MAKES ME INSANE. IM INSANE. JESUS CHRIST

(qqgk) the recurring imagery of snow. the snow. its about. it’s about. The devotion. oh god

(hsav) xiao yuan trying to die like. 6 times for yan heqing. also xya being tortured to save yhq. and then him trying to kill himself earlier . and then him killing himself for real later to make life easier for yhq

(tgcf) just. everything honestly. the “i am god” scene. the getting demolished by a ridiculous amount of swords scene.

(wushuang) cui buqu in the maze trying to die for feng xiao

(wushuang) feng xiao in the maze trying to die for cui buqu

(zhongji lanyin) su qing almost dying under the cave-in

(zhongji lanyin) hu bugui protecting su qing from the thorns

(谁动了我的骨灰坛) jiang xichu seeing chen man kill herself and not being able to do anything about it. literally the only scene i care abt from that book i ate that shit up

okay typing this out made me realise there is a very noticeable theme here. well. i really like tragedy so honestly i don't know know what i expected from this. if i re-read all my favourite books i would probably be able to give you a list of scenes i loved that have legitimate literary importance, value, and beauty, but sadly i have the memory of a goldfish and cannot remember most plots unless im Actively Looking At Them. so instead here is a list of scenes that are all candidates for making me cry during my next visit to a Tractor's Supply. thank you sm for the ask im in love with you

[twiceinadream]

“Anon.”

Requested: Yup

Request: Tzuyu is the popular girl who everyone wants to either be or date, Y/N is the quiet loner with only a handful of friends. In everyone's eyes, Tzuyu is the perfect girl who's always happy, but one day Y/N catches Tzuyu breaking down and crying in secret. Since then, she has been anonymously leaving notes in Tzuyu's locker. Among all her secret admirer letters, Tzuyu finds the notes with positive words and goes on a search for the sender [High School AU]

a/u: Hey, everyone! So I have to admit, my bad. I’m sorry for hyping this up and doing absolutely nothing for like 2 months, but I’m so happy that I finally got it done and I hope you all love it. I love you guys and thank you so much for all the support. Also, thank you so much for 2.3k+ followers, that’s insane!

Category: Fluff and Angst

Word Count: 2.9k

You frowned down at your notes as a soft breeze blew in from the open window next to you, the pages of your notebook fluttering in the wind as you placed a hand on top of them to prevent them from blowing as you sat back in your chair. Your teacher’s voice seemed like a monotonous drone that filled the classroom’s silence as he continued talking about the effects of the Scientific Revolution and the Enlightenment movement and how it changed the world’s thinking of space and the world they lived in, but in all honesty in this moment in time you could honestly care less about what he was saying. Your mind was already too preoccupied with the most popular girl in all of JYP Academy, Chou Tzuyu. Your eyes had left your notes long ago as you couldn’t help but stare, she was so effortlessly beautiful that it was almost infuriating. If you didn’t know any better you could say she was perfect.

She had everything any high school student could ever hope for. She’s beautiful, popular, rich, and oh so perfect. If time would allow you, you probably wouldn’t stop thinking about her at all. But, just as you were about to dive deeper into thought a sudden shrill ring of a bell pulled you out of your thoughts as you blinked, shaking your head as you realized class had ended. You sighed as you closed your notebook and reached for your backpack, stuffing your things inside as you stood from your seat but before anyone could leave your teacher suddenly announced, “Remember, we have a test on this chapter next week! And it’s the last one before the end of the quarter so this will severely make or break your grades!” A loud chorus of groans followed as all the students began filing out of class and out to lunch.

You shook your head as you threw your bag onto your shoulder, ‘Shit.’

-

You breathed out a sigh of relief as you got out of the class, dodging the flow of students heading out of the school halls towards the cafeteria as you made your way to the back of the academy, where the art building was housed. Set on retrieving your friends so they wouldn’t miss lunch and beg you for food later.

The walk there was surprisingly peaceful as you used most of the time lost in thought, your mind filled with images of Chou Tzuyu and history. The halls toward the back buildings were much quieter, save for the sound of a piano being played in one of the practice rooms. A smile growing on your face as you followed your ear towards the music, stopping in front of the open door that housed the source of the sound.

Your eyes landed on the brunette playing, then drifted to the silver-haired fox next to her as their heads both swayed to the rhythm of the song. A small chuckle left you as you knocked on the open door, “Knock, knock.” The interruption does its job and the music stops as Chaeyoung and Dahyun turn to face you, smiles growing on their faces as they get up from the piano to hug you.

“Y/N! Finally!” Chaeyoung says happily as she punches you lightly in the shoulder, “I was starting to think you forgot about us back here.”

You laugh as you lean into her, “What? Never. Classes just ran late since we have finals next week.

Dahyun groaned as she threw an arm over her eyes dramatically, “Don’t remind me, I hate this time of year.” You shake your head as a giddy smile takes over your features.

“But, hey, it’s Friday! Wanna go to, Cup of TT, after school. My treat?” Both Chae and Dahyun nod enthusiastically.

“Sounds good, but you’re paying. No take backs.” The brunette says with a playful smile as you wave her off.

“I know, I know. I’m not gonna come up short, unlike some people.” You raised an eyebrow that was directed to Chaeyoung as you dodged her about to tackle you.

“I swear to all things holy if you make one more short joke.” The tiny tiger seethed as you and Dahyun laughed, putting your hands up in surrender.

“Sorry, I can’t hear you from down there.” You smile as you start running down the hallway, your’s and Dahyun’s laughter filling the halls as Chaeyoung chases after the both of you.

-Finals Day-

The crisp spring air did nothing to relieve the pounding you felt in your mind as you rested your head in your hand, flipping through your notes about world history as you could faintly hear Chaeyoung explaining something about a mountain painting she had seen at an art exhibit recently as Dahyun listened. Her attention fully on the shorter blonde as you absently flipped through every page, trying to cram any last minute information you could before the final next period. But, to be fair, not paying attention in class wasn’t your fault.

How could they expect anyone to focus when Chou Tzuyu was in their midsts?

But your brief study of about three months of work had come to an end with the sound of a shrill bell, signaling the start of your history period.

“Alright, good luck Y/N! Hwaiting!” Dahyun smiled as she squeezed your shoulder.

“Good luck, and don’t get distracted!” Chaeyoung winked as she moved just in time to avoid your reach, cackling as you were left in your classroom. Watching your classmates file in as you let out a breath.

‘I can do this.’

-1 Week Later-

Your stomach has been in knots for the past week as you waited for your teacher to post the grades of the final. Making silent prayers to whatever divine being that heard you as you held your breath waiting for the teacher to post the paper on the bulletin. The lack of air in your lungs makes you dizzy as you had to remind yourself to breathe.

Your heart raced as your teacher opened the door to his classroom, regarding his anxious students with a quick look over as he kept his body in front of the board. Taking his sweet time to staple the papers to the corkboard to prolong his students anticipation before finally taking pity on their bated breaths as he finally moved.

Barely dodging the stampede of students that nearly trampled him in their haste to see their scores. Some rejoiced while some looked close to tears as you finally got to the board, running your finger down the column on the paper till it landed on your name. You held your breath as you removed your finger, revealing...an A!

You had to stop yourself from jumping in excitement as a large smile was plastered onto your face, running to find Dahyun and Chaeyoung to tell them the good news.

-

“Guys!” You yelled happily as you finally found them. Slightly out of breath since you had to run around a bit to find them.

Chae turned first as she took in the smile on your face, “Survey says?”

You smiled brightly, “A!” Both your friends smiled excitedly as they sandwiched you between them jumping in celebration.

“Alright, get together at my house?” Dahyun asked you and Chae as you both nodded, “Great!” You smiled as you slung your arms around both your best friends, the three of you walking towards the entrance of the school before you stopped.

“Aww, crap. I left something in my history class, I’ll be right back.” You turned back as you began running to your classroom, the halls pretty much void of students as you made it through the last corridor before your class. Barely rounding the corner when you spotted Tzuyu in front of the board. You quickly stopped yourself as you hid on the side of the wall, peeking over the side as you watched her, scared to face her head on. So you just waited for her to leave, but what came next surprised you more than just seeing Tzuyu by herself instead of surrounded by her entourage.

She began to cry.

For a second you felt very unsure of what was happening. ‘She’s crying. Chou Tzuyu is crying. I should probably do something.’ Your thoughts seemed to finally catch up to you as you tried to spring your body into action, ‘I should probably do something!’ But your body was frozen in place, unable to move as Tzuyu sniffed loudly. Her head down as she began to walk away, leaving in the opposite direction as you. (Thank God)

You finally felt movement come back to your body as you stepped into the light, walking slowly towards the board as you searched down the list for Tzuyu’s name. Your breath catching as you found it, D. Oh no. That’s not good. You purse your lips in thought as you forgo getting your forgotten pencil as you walk towards the way Tzuyu left, deciding you might as well see if she was okay. But, you turned up empty handed, having no idea where she had run off to and decided to just cut your losses and return to your friends.

A look of relief on Chae’s face as she spotted you, “There you are! We thought we’d have to send out a search party for you.” You smiled weakly at the comment, Dahyun’s smile faltering as she took in your shift in mood.

“Is everything alright, Y/N?” You shook your head, clearing your thoughts.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m good.” You gave her a thumbs up as you put your arms around them again, “What are we still doing here? Let’s go!”

-The Kim’s House-

The three of you had gone through at least two movies as you laid your head on Dahyun’s lap. Her finger’s threaded through your hair as your brows furrowed, the action usually calming you but had no effect on your consciousness as your mind still replayed the events outside your history class.

The brunette glanced down as she saw the serious look on your face, reaching over to pause the movie. Chaeyoung looked at her, ready to say something but stopped as Dahyun held up a hand, “Y/N,” No response, “Y/N.” Her tone became firmer as you blinked, turning your attention to her.

“Did you say something?” Dahyun sighed, making you sit up.

“What’s going on Y/N, after you came back from your class. You seem...sad?” You frowned slightly as you looked at both of your friends.

“Uh...okay, you got me. When I was going to my class, I saw Tzuyu outside since our grades were posted today then she started crying. I didn’t know what to do so I waited till she left and saw she got a, D.” To your surprise you heard Chaeyoung groan in annoyance.

“Dammit Chewy, I told her she needed help.” You and Dahyun both raised an eyebrow as you looked at your silver haired friend.

“I’m sorry, what?”

Chae shook her head, “I told Tzuyu that she needed to get herself a tutor since she was struggling with the paper. But, she didn’t want to since her parents are such hard asses about her being ‘perfect’ and what not.” But this only seemed to confuse you and the brunette further.

“Hold on. You know Tzuyu? Like personally?” Chaeyoung just nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Yeah, we’ve known each other since we were in diapers. Our parents are family friends, so we’ve spent our whole lives around each other.” The shorter Korean continued talking, oblivious to your’s and Dahyun’s shocked faces. “So, I know all about her grades and things. She was having such a hard time with it, I feel so bad.”

You sat in shock for a little longer, “Wait, so you know Tzuyu and just never thought you should mention it.” Chaeyoung shrugged.

“Must have slipped my mind. But,” The silver haired girl smiled at you, “I think I know how to make her feel better.”

You looked at your suspiciously, “What do you have in mind, Chaengie?”

But Chaeyoung just smiled.

-Monday-

It was early in the morning as you stood in front of Tzuyu’s locker, a small note in your hand as you tried to psych yourself up to put it in. ‘Come on Y/N, she doesn’t know it’s you. You’ll be fine.’

You bit your lip as you slid the note in, saying a prayer as you ran off.

-

The bell rang, signaling the start of school as Tzuyu stood before her locker. Opening it as she watched a few pieces of paper flutter to the ground, ‘More secret admirer letters.’ The Taiwanese girl shook her head as she opened them briefly, tired of reading about how beautiful she was since it was kinda getting old. Until she came across a note that differed from the rest.

Tzuyu, keep your head up. You’re so smart and don’t forget to live while you’re young and wild :) -Anon

Tzuyu nodded as she read the note, ‘Huh, now that’s new.’ She smiled to herself as she secretly tucked the note back into her locker, her head held higher as she walked to her class.

-Wednesday-

It been two days since the first note you had written and you were back with another, holding it to your chest as you breathed out. Before pushing it in.

-

Tzuyu yawned as she moved her hair away from her eyes, opening her locker as a note fluttered to the ground. A smile growing on her face as she noticed the handwriting was the same as the one she had seen on Monday.

Hey, Tzu. Hope your days are getting better! Remeber you are smarter than you know and stronger than you think ;) -Anon.

The Taiwanese girl smiled as she tucked the note with the one she had received on Monday. She was really starting to like this admirer.

-1 Month Later-

It been a month since you had started leaving notes at Tzuyu’s locker every other day, and unbeknownst to you, Tzuyu had actually started looking forward to those days. You stood in front of her locker again, placing a kiss to the note as you slid it in.

-

When Tzuyu arrived to the academy she rushed to her locker. Pulling it open as the note she waited for to fall to the ground.

Tzumong! I hope your classes are going well, remember you are strong enough and amazing. If I had the courage you did I’d ask you out on a date if I could. Have a great day ^ㅊ^ -Anon.

Her eyes widened at the last sentence, so this person did like her. And she couldn’t deny, she had also fallen a little bit for the person writing her, her favorite letters.

-1 Week Later-

You sat bored in your history class as you absentmindedly spun your pencil around your fingers. Barely listening to your teacher as he explained a project he was having the class do on Imperialism. Your eyes focusing slightly on Tzuyu, who you hoped still had no idea it was you leaving the notes.

“Y/N. Y/N!” You shook your head as your gaze was ripped from looking at Tzuyu, to face your teacher.

“Yes?”

He shook his head, tutting, “I said, you’re partners with Tzuyu. Move so you can sit next to each other.” You felt your heart rate spike as your lungs seemed to be completely void of air, getting up on shaky legs as you moved to sit next to Tzuyu.

A small smile on her face as she mouthed, “Hi.” You gave her a smile as the teacher explained the project, before finally allowing the class to talk.

You swallowed the nervous lump in your throat as you faced your crush, “H...Hi, I’m Y/N.”

The brunette smiled, “Hi, I’m Tzuyu. Nice to meet you.”

You nodded, “You too.”

The class went by in the blink of an eye as you talked about the project and how it would work out when the bell rang. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I have to go. Can you write your number.” Tzuyu held open her notebook as you quickly wrote your name and number on the lined sheet of paper as she rushed out of the class. Your eyes following her retreating form as you sat back in your desk.

‘Well that just happened.’

-

The Taiwanese girl had to run to the student council meeting since she was behind on one of her projects. Panting as she entered the room. Taking a seat as she opened the notebook she had given you to write in. Her eyes barely glanced at the paper, when your handwriting caught her attention.

Her eyes widened as she pulled the note she had received this morning out of her binder, holding it next to your name and number. An exact match.

‘Oh my god.’

-The Next Morning-

You walked sleepily to your locker as you ran a hand through your hair, yawning as you put in your code. Pulling it open, only to have a piece of paper come fluttering out. You raised an eyebrow as you squatted down to pick it up, turning it over as you gave it an experimental sniff. ‘It smelled like Tzuyu’s perfume?’

You felt your heart begin to pound in your chest as you slowly opened the note. Your eyes widening in shock.

Found you! Now how about you keep your promise about that date you wanted to take me on. -Tzuyu <3.

You couldn’t believe what you were seeing as you read the note over and over again. Tzuyu stood quietly behind you. Her chuckle greeted your ears as you turned around slowly, catching her gaze. A smile growing on her lips as she looked at you expectantly.

“So. What’ll it be, Anon?”

[sparklycardigan]

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Same anon from before! "You know what, Anon? At least we know that we were in this together now." Oh yes! I certainly feel less like a psycho for doing that now that I know that I wasn't the only one lmao.

I would absolutely love to hear (or, well, read) any connections that u made with the book and dair.

"also I found this cool alfred parker illustration that reminds me of harry and evelyn" Oh I totally see it! When I saw your new profile picture for the first time, I immediately thought it was a Harry and Evelyn fanart.

Happy to hear from you again <3 *inserts the perks of being a wallflower quote* but seriously, this is our energy anon:

Here's my icon in full:

(the painting illustrated a story in the Ladies Home Journal magazine in May 1942 - the text that came up with it, I still need to do more research so I'll fill you up aka I will probably reblog this post with additions, but I'm positively in love with the eternity of this, Harry and Evelyn make me go insane in the worst & best way, platonic soulmates trope my dearest <3)

Now, for the Dair connections (YAY!!!!!!). Before I actually start talking about them I just want to highlight that these pairings are not the same, it's only about the essence of each relationship that I made these parallels (yes, I'm highlighting this because the Taylor Swift/Evelyn Hugo comparisons are getting out of hand).

The thing is, I had a lot of quotes from The Seven Husbands Of Evelyn Hugo in my Dair inspo documents way before I got my hands on the book. Crazily, I only listed the author which resulted in me going through multiple heart attacks while reading the book, as in I continuously stumbled upon sentences already known and dear to me. All of that resulted in me inevitably making this post sooner or later, because of you Anon, it's sooner that I do this so thank you for that! Let's go through some of those sentences then (I picked three because I don't want this post to get too long):

“She looked at me. And the way she did it made me feel as if no one had ever really looked at me before.”

@mezzoklutz wrote this wonderful essay earlier (I hope it's alright to tag you) which kind of relates to what I want to say about Dair and the way their relationship connects to this quote. I analysed the quote in relation to Evelyn and Celia in my tags here and I feel like a lot of it can apply to Dair too (having Dan as Celia and Blair as Evelyn in this case scenario). Blair, like Evelyn, not only acts in a way complementary to the perception different individual have of her, but believes those perceptions to be sort of like a truth about who she is, maybe not consciously, but she still does it. They tell her she's dark and twisted, she schemes. They tell her she's not good enough at something, she feels so. It's not even in a pitiful manner that she does this, she doesn't pity herself (just like I mentioned about Evelyn), she uses these observations of others seemingly (that's how she views it I believe) to her advantage aka she tries to fit into them as perfectly as she can in order to keep the people expressing those opinions in her orbit. If she fits into their image of her, they won't leave her, that's her logic. But this is where the quote fits and where we get to Dan. Dan, like Celia for Evelyn, doesn't fit into the perception, this time Blair, has of the world. He just doesn't. He's an anomaly to what she expects of her surroundings, when he looks at her (both literally and metaphorically) he doesn't see anyone but Blair. And that is a revelation to Blair too. Suddenly she's not Queen B Blair or Dark and Twisted Blair or Serena's Best Friend Blair or Good Girl Girlfriend Blair. She doesn't have to choose which version of herself to be around Dan and she doesn't have to reduce herself to only one of those versions which are all essentially her to a point. Not to mention how she gets to see more of herself while spending time with Dan. Parts of herself she never thought existent. I really love that. How Dair is about Dan and Blair together and Dan and Blair individually (separate entities!!!!!) and lastly about the correlation of those two aspects (how their relationship helps them in discovering who they are as people).

"She always made sure the bad was outweighed by so much good. I...well, I didn't do that for her."

This is what Evelyn says in regards to Celia and I think it's complimentary to Dair, having Blair as Evelyn again. It's funny cause I feel like if we got to read this from Celia's point of view she might have said the exact same thing which is both fascinating and sad, how people can be connected and kept apart because of those same connections and similarities in feelings or thought. I love that the quote points out that Evelyn was fully aware of Celia's faults (and vice versa I believe) which is also characteristic to Dair. And people involved in both pairings mentioned never try to erase or overlook those parts of their partners, what's that quote, "I love you and I am conscious of you all the time"? That explains it for me but the point is: love and full consciousness of another being don't exclude one another neither for Dair or for Evelyn & Celia. About "I didn't do that for her" part... It rings through for Blair but I can't talk about it because I'm going to get emotional, but it stands as its own explanation.

"if you are intolerable, let me be the one to tolerate you…"

I saw someone reblog this quote with d&b tag way before I picked up the book and it's so true for Dair, this time we are casting Dan as Evelyn because this is again an Evelyn quote. It's one of those things that end up sounding way more meaningful than you intended them to be before you said them (and this one's shared during Celia's preparation for the Oscars) which is so Dan (his stupid caring aching heart <3). I don't think necessary to analyse the quote, I will only ruin it, but it's clearly 💫so very Dair💫 ("It's you, it couldn't be awful."💝💌💗💞💓💕💘💝💌💖).

Sorry it took me this long to answer!

(had to put this gif here because it looks so so otherworldly, like it belongs to another time which works for our timeline ship mix up, *plays ivy aka the most period piece ts song + ivy makes sense for each ship we discussed in this little post💕).