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Pool Boy (1) | Yeonjun

Choi Yeonjun - TXT

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~3.2k OuO

Pairing: Yeonjun x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Porn without Plot

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Small Age Difference (Unspecified, he calls her Noona), Pet Names (Pretty Girl, Noona, etc.), Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M! Receiving), Deepthroating/Face-Fucking, Fingering, Semi-Public Sex (at work but no one else is there), Unprotected Sex (Use a condom! She's on the pill)

Summary: Getting it on after hours with the hot lifeguard who works at the same pool as you. This is just for context, it literally has no effect on the story itself.

Author's Note: This originally was going to be part of a really long series with a lot of plot, but it was taking too long and I was putting too much plot, more than I had initially planned. Because of that, I cut nearly all plot out and it's still three-thousands words of just fucking so…

None of the parts are reliant on the others, there is just a version for each boy.

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Everyone had left, leaving just you and Yeonjun. You were finishing up last minute stuff in the office, not sure where he was, but his bag was still inside, so he definitely hadn’t left. As you were pinning up a sheet on the corkboard by the door that was the schedule for the next week, you felt a presence behind you. It was warm and you didn’t even flinch when you felt hands on your hips. Yeonjun wrapped his arms around you, hand holding his other wrist, so they rested right near your belly button. His cheek rested on your head, his mouth right by your ear.

"Looks like we're alone." His breath was hot on your ear, and you pressed back into him, your own hands coming to rest on his in front of you. You shifted and he let you go just enough that you could turn toward him, then his arms tightened again. He pressed so close to you you could feel the slight ridges of his stomach through both of your thin shirts. Your head had to tip back pretty far to look up at him at this distance. His hands unlinked and surrounded your waist, his big hands easily covering a wide swath of your middle. Your own hands went to his upper chest near his shoulders, and slowly slid up to his jaw.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, lips so close to yours they brushed over each other with his words.

"I’ll be mad if you don’t-" He was on you. Yeonjun’s lips were as soft as they looked and you groaned, tilting your head to instantly deepen the kiss. One of your hands ran up the nape of his neck into his hair, the other gripping his shirt over the right side of his chest. His own hands left your waist and descended lower till they rested over your ass, and he put his hands into your pockets. Somehow, he pulled you closer and you moaned softly at feeling him completely surround you. He stepped forward and your back hit the wall, the corkboard preventing you from bumping your head on the painted brick. Reluctantly, you both pulled away for a breath, lips still hovering close.

"This okay, (Y/N)?" When his voice, raspy with desire, spoke your name you shuddered. How could someone this beautiful really want you? Just a normal human, not someone who looked like they belonged in a museum as an art piece.

"I would let you do whatever to me." You admitted and he groaned, his brow furrowing and his lips sealed to yours again. The force of the kiss made you groan, and he took the chance to slip his tongue in your mouth. Your head swam and you had never been so turned on just from kissing a guy before. His hands were all over you and you sighed when his fingers crept under your shirt and up your back. When you had to pull away again for air, a ribbon of saliva hung between your lips, and you licked to break the connection.

"Whatever huh?"

"Within reason." You were both slightly out of breath still, your exhales mixing between you.

"What do you want to do?" you asked, your lips still so close they brushed as you spoke. One hand left your back, and he cupped your jaw gently, his thumb rubbing over your throat.

"I want you to swallow my cock." His voice was quiet, worried he was being too forward. You groaned a bit, and he at first thought you were unwilling. However, the fact that you instantly sank to your knees, he saw you were more than willing.

"Fuck (Y/N)." He gasped when your much smaller hands went to the waist band of his swim trunks, and you pulled the garment off and away. His cock sprang free, and he sighed in relief. Big and pretty, just like him. Before he could say anything else, your mouth sealed around the head, your tongue swirling around before taking him deeper.

"Shit~" His moans were pretty too, everything about him was so pretty. When the tip of his dick hit the back of your mouth, your eyes flitted up to meet his. Yeonjun swore once again, resting his arm on the wall and then his forehead on his arm. Seeing you like that made his cock twitch and a bead of pre hit your tongue. What he wasn't expecting you to do next was start inching him even deeper into your throat. He whined and you moaned back, swallowing around him over and over to keep from gagging too bad. He said he wanted you to swallow his cock, so you did, burying him in your throat, your nose hitting the skin of his groin. His eyes clenched shut, teeth chewing on his bottom lip, trying not to move. When you noticed his hips twitch slightly, you smiled as best you could with your mouth full of Yeonjun's dick, and pulled back till you could circle your tongue over the head again.

"Wanna move?" You offered and his eyes flew open to gape at you. When he saw your determined face and not a hint of reluctance in your tone of voice, he moaned. You even sounded excited.

"You sure?" And when you nodded, his other hand stroked over your hair, lightly gripping it to hold you where he wanted. It seemed you had some experience with that kind of thing, because you shifted your kneeling position so you could brace against the floor better. The head of his cock brushed past your lips again and he let out a long whine as you let him get as deep as possible. When he asked for you to swallow his cock, he didn't realize you were going to let him fuck your face. Just the thought alone was getting him close, let alone the perfect wet, hot vacuum your mouth created.

"Fuck-" He groaned, careful to watch when you would suck air in through your nose, making sure he didn't cut your air off too much and too long. Your panties were stuck to your folds already and you grinded against the thick seam of your jeans. Splats of saliva and precum dripped onto the floor as Yeonjun struggled to not ruin your throat, but his hips were hard to control the longer he went.

"Gonna…cum-" He gasped and your hands flew to his butt, holding him in place and he came down your throat. The whine he let out as his head tilted back in relief was literally orgasmic. Breathing hard as you pulled off, you cleaned his still slightly hard cock off and sat back, grinning up at him.

"I…I wasn’t really prepared…" He drifted off and you nodded in acknowledgement.

"I’m on the pill, don’t worry about it."

"You sure?"

"Yeonjun if you don’t get inside me soon, I might start begging. I'm already on the floor." You blinked at him.

"I would like to see that, but a different day. Come up, pretty girl." He helped you stand and turned you around, so you faced the wall again. He pressed another kiss to your cheek as his front pressed to your back, his lips meeting your neck as he placed kisses there, his fingers ghosting over your ribs. You could feel his cock hardening again in the cleft of your ass and you knew he would fill you in the best way. As his tongue ghosted over the ridge of your ear, he wrapped his arms around you entirely again, his right hand cupping your covered breast, the other resting on your stomach above the waistband of your shorts.

"That door locked?"

"They all are." You exhaled, his hand slipping under your bra and tweaking at your nipple. His other hand deftly undid your button and slid his hand into your shorts. You gasped as he rubbed over your cunt through your underwear, the fabric already soaked.

"How long have you been like this, hm?" His voice in your ear made your thoughts fuzzy.

"Fuck, since I first saw you." You admitted and he groaned, burying his nose into the crook of your neck.

"(Y/N), don’t say things like that…" He whined and you chuckled a bit, but you nearly choked on your own air when his hand buried in under your panties, a long finger pressing against your entrance. You exhaled at the sensation, and you groaned when his finger filled you up, deeper than you could ever get yourself.

"Your so wet, noona. Tight." His hips jumped a bit, grinding his cock into your covered back side. You whined when he added another finger, his palm grinding over your clit. He needed to get you more prepared to take his cock. As his fingers scissored inside of you, you reached your own hand back and palmed his dick to full hardness and Yeonjun grunted at the feeling.

"Get inside me, now, please." He complied and you pouted at the loss of his arms around you, his hot skin pressed to yours. He maneuvered behind you; you could hear him take his shirt off as you did yourself. Before you could, he unhooked your bra and he cupped your breasts with his hands, his bare chest against your back. Pressing against you, he stepped forward till the cold wall hit your front, his hands shoving your shorts off. Feeling him bare behind you was thrilling, and while you really wanted to turn and look at him, ogle him, you needed him inside fast. The soft sound of your shorts falling to the floor hit your ears and you whined when the head of his cock rubbed through your folds.

"Oh, god," you gasped as he started to press in. He groaned as your wet, raw heat surrounded him. Yeonjun’s dick stretched your walls with a delightful burn and your nails scratched against the wall futilely, you had to rise onto your tip toes.

"Oh, so good." He groaned once he was inside you all the way. It felt like he was in your throat, he fit inside so deep.

"Fuck, Yeonjun!" You exhaled harshly trying not to clench around him too much, but he felt so good, and he hadn’t even moved yet. Honestly, even if he just stayed like that you would probably eventually cum from him filling you alone. His arms looped around you again, but his hold was more possessive than before. One arm wedged between your breasts, his hand holding the base of your throat. Gently, though, just to secure you. You wouldn’t even mind if his grip tightened a bit…The other arm lay lower, his right hand resting on your left hip, and you braced yourself against the wall with your hands.

"Move, please." You mewled and he took a slow first thrust, the office so quiet that you heard a drop of your wet hit the floor underneath you. Hopefully, you remembered to clean that up later.

"C-can I? I don’t think I can go slow." His nose rested behind your ear, nuzzling it.

"Then don’t. Just fuck me, Yeonjun." You breathed the words out, before his next thrust took it away. Your eyes rolled back as he snapped his hips hard, the thrust was shallow but hard. You threw your head back, it rested on his shoulder as he began to rail you into the wall. Starting to lose strength in your legs, they began to shake, your calves burning from holding yourself to be the right height in that position. He must have noticed because he let you go so you could readjust. You ended up bent at the waist, making a ninety-degree angle. Your hands still held you up against the wall and his hands instead went to your hips. He had to thrust down some, changing the angle at which his cock battered the back walls of your cunt. The head of his dick rubbed over your sweet spot over and over and his thrusts got harder, faster. You wanted to scream from the feeling of him nearly leaving you empty before filling you entirely with a quick snap of his hips. Your head was bowed, your arms above your head, nails digging into the painted brick, chipping it off in some places. Sweat dripped from your forehead, hitting the floor along with the drops from your slick cunt. Yeonjun’s thrusts got sloppier, hard but shallow, his own hands resting on the wall about yours.

"I’m going to cum noona." He grunted and you were close yourself.

"S-s-same-" You managed to get out.

"Ah, fuck!" He was letting out little whines along with you. With one more hard thrust, he set off your orgasm, your walls clenching his cock so hard he fell over as well. You mewled as he pumped you full, your stomach felt hot, but you wanted more. If he didn’t keep going you would have to go home and dig your vibrator out to charge it.

"Shit, sorry!" He apologized, pulling out. You nearly collapsed, your legs like jelly, and he wrapped an arm around you to catch you, then helped you stand straighter. More drops hit the concrete floor, most likely your combined release falling from your still pulsing cunt. Glancing over to him at your side you finally saw him fully. God, he was absolutely divine…and still half hard.

"I can keep going, but I cannot keep standing." You panted, resting your forearm on the wall, then your forehead on your arm.

"Are you sure?" He leaned in and nibbled over your ear as he whispered into it.

"Fuck, yes, please." You nearly keened and he huffed, before wrapping his other arm under your legs and picking you up. You squeaked as he turned around to lay you on the table. The cold plastic was not the most comfortable perch, but you knew that it would be easier to clean than the couch in the break room. Finally, you could fully see him, your eyes drawn to his cock that was quickly getting fully hard. Honestly, you were glad he kept his shirt on lifeguarding because you would have jumped him otherwise. He was so gorgeous, his body proportions absolutely perfect along with his face.

"You need a break or are you ready?" His hands cupped your thighs, pulling them up so you could wrap your legs around his waist.

"I’m ready, hurry up!" You insisted and he laughed, his cock meeting your pussy again. Unlike before where he eased into you, he fucked into you hard immediately and your shoulders twitched, back arching.

"Yeonjun~" You felt your mind going numb, the pleasure tingling through your body. He smirked at your decreasing sanity, proud that he was the one doing it to you. You yelped when he pulled you closer to him, farther down the table. He leaned over you, his hands meeting yours over your head, holding them in his. Yeonjun’s lips found yours again and he swallowed every little moan you made. Whining again as his lips left yours, you wanted to complain, but he laid kisses from your cheek to your jaw, then your neck. He wanted to leave a mark or three but with the heat and working, you wouldn’t be able to hide them. Another time. He slowed his thrusts suddenly and you were going to protest, but his hands looped over your thighs again and he forced a squeal out of you when he folded your legs up, your ankles by his ears. He smirked and you were glad for your flexibility, and his hips began to pummel yours, the table shaking under you. When his eyes left your cunt, swallowing his fat cock, and went to your face he chuckled. You were gone, cock drunk and drooling. He had no idea you would get that far gone, not with your confident and bold personality. You were going to drive him crazy.

"Feel good, pretty girl?" Yeonjun stood back up straight, your legs coming off his shoulders so he could notch your knees over his elbows. Each roll of his hips allowed his pelvis to hit your clit, and he would grind hard into you as deep as he could each time. Your moans got louder, your walls pulsing and clenching again; he could tell you were nearly there.

"Yesss~"

"My cock really that good?"

"Oh, fuck, yes!"

"Couldn’t wait for me to fuck you, huh noona?" His words went straight to your head and cunt, but you weren’t able to say much back but ‘yes’ and nonsense babbling.

"I should always take second shift, wait till everyone else leaves, then fuck you on every surface in here~" He sighed with a slight moan as your pussy fluttered around his cock.

"You would like that, huh noona?"

"Fuck, yes!" You mewled and his thumb met your clit and with one stroke you fell apart again.

"Ah, ‘Jun~!" You clenched him tight, and he felt your cunt overflow and drip from your release. He wanted to hold back, but you felt so good, he was a goner when your legs wrapped tighter around him, not letting go.

"Fuck, I’m gonna cum again." Yeonjun groaned, pumping his hips hard two more times and spilling inside of you again. He fell forward, catching himself on his hands by your head. As your highs came down you pondered how you were going to get home with your shaky and numb legs.

"I’ll," he chuckled, "I’ll help you clean up." He pulled out of you, and you keened at the loss.

"Stay there a sec." He went and got some paper towels and cleaned himself before putting his shorts back on. You closed your eyes, breathing hard and you flinched when he brought a damp towel to your core.

"I make a mess?" You laughed, nearly sounding drunk.

"Pfft, no I did." Yeonjun chuckled and when he decided you were properly cleaned up, he helped you sit up on the table. You wobbled a bit sleepily and he brought you your discarded clothing.

"You’re so sweet." You cooed which made him smile, then he placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

"We also made a mess on the floor and over there…" He grimaced jokingly and you laughed yourself. Despite your shaky muscles, you were able to get dressed and help him clean. You disinfected just in case since it was a public area. It was nearly eleven by the time you were ready to lock up and leave and he stood beside you as you locked the gate.

"(Y/N)?" His voice was soft, and you turned to look at him.

"I just…I understand if you don’t want like…" He licked his lips, nervous, "I won’t just stop talking to you now that you let me- I mean-" He was stammering, his face red and you thought it incredibly endearing. He had literally just rearranged your insides and was now bashfully rambling. Stepping closer, you grabbed his hands where it was fiddling with his bag strap.

"Yeonjun, you are so sweet. If you want to just stay friends?"

"No! I mean…I want more but if you don't don't push yourself." He cleared his throat, looking intensely at your linked hands.

"I'm not pushing myself." You smiled up at him and his nerves flew away, his lips pulling into a smile himself.

"Thank God."

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Daily #2

I call it "The image is 348 pixels by 348 pixels in size. The background, #F2A400 specifically, or R 242 G 164 B 0 for you RGB value fans, which is the color Dirk Strider uses for his text, as according to [ https://balentay.tumblr.com/homestuckcolors ] this post on tumblr I found that is super useful. Anyway, I wonder who the drawing is of. That's right. Bro Strider. In my glorious 1px pure black brush that makes everything look like a sketch I have personally given birth to Bro Strider, with a jawline and polo shirt (dear god how do you draw polo shorts. Shirts. Shit. Keeping that typo in there.) and cap and really pointy stupid glasses. Everything. Except, what's this? Bro Strider is filled in with a white paint bucket, but the white silhouette extends outwards. Giving him a sort of aura ouo (French word for "of" but spelled wrong because I don't know French) de Dirk Strider. I bet there's all kinds of meaning there. Is it about how one could've been the other? Is it about how they're similar? Or is it just that Bro Strider looks awesome with a sorta white flaming sphere around him? Or did I just make a mistake while drawing Dirk Strider and hardcore pivot into Bro? It's that last one. Signing off. Mic drop." Day 2 was super fun! Did a lot today. I promise tomorrow won't be Dirk.

Alts and Bonus under the cut!

Two additional drawings. I call them "the same things but different." I also worked on my musical skills (made garbage beats in FL studio) and my coding! You can tell I was working on coding because I made this:

Shitposts mmmmm delicious.

[magnifiico]

Hey Magnifico, what do you think of some of the theories going around that Amaya's made from a wish? I don't know if Rosas' citizens have talked about it, but there is some precedent. She sure doesn't seem to age...

thanks for the intriguing ask! ouo

“What is with this insane obsession with my wife?” Naturally, yes, he understands, but that isn't really the point here— A tone once tight and skating out on a near-growl steadies itself thereafter; Magnifico brushes a hand over his brow, and his next breath is deep and full enough to shake his entire torso.

“I, ah... No. No, that's an... interesting theory, but she's human just like the rest of us,” he complies under a dismissive laugh. “You might say I'm not the only one with luck in the genes.”

[ask-the-chief-heads]

What is everyone’s thoughts on each other?

Each one of the chief heads are like siblings even if not related by blood so their dynamics is just like one of I were to be honest soo~

{Alexander}

Thoughts on Aaron :-

“I know Aaron is a doctor and his job is to make sure everyone is healthy… but I am not sure why he keep telling me to not eat too much sweets. I brush my teeth everyday so why even worry?”

Thoughts on Volt :-

“Volt sure has a big imagination and new ideas that he even break down my door to tell me all about them and ask me to approve on some of them and as much as they do sound quite interesting. For the sake of everyone else, I have to refuse most of them for safety reasons… he would always get upset for a few minutes afterward.”

Thoughts on Elizabeth :-

“I always struggle to understand Elizabeth train of thought and what she even saying most of the time and to be quite frank with you… I just give up trying all together. Is how Elizabeth is I guess.”

Thoughts on Mary :-

“Mary and I actually get along well despite what others may think. However, there are times when her actions can be a bit overwhelming. At first, it used to give me headaches, but now I am accustomed to it and I have learned how to handle her behavior… at least to some extent.”

{Aaron}

Thoughs on Alexander :-

“For someone as smart as Alex, I can not help but wonder how can he be so oblivious and reckless with his health…”

Thoughts on Volt :-

“V is quite creative, really! I just sometimes worry about his safety and the others whenever he experiment with his new invention. I almost lost count by how many times he came to my office all injured…”

Thoughts on Elizabeth:-

“It always nice to chat with Eliza, even when I do not get most of what she is saying half of the time. Nevertheless she such a nice and kind hearted soul ^u^!”

Thoughts on Mary :-

“Sometimes I wonder if Mary does things just to get a reaction out of me. If that the case then she doing a really good job at it… My heart can't take her wild nature ;-;”

{Volt}

Thoughts on Alexander :-

“I once went to the arcade with Alex and MAN I know he is such a pro gamer but I swear almost if not all the games there have his name as the highest score record! Σ(° △ °)”

Thoughts on Aaron :-

“Aaron is the best! He is nice and always looks after me even when I am 100% fine. He is like the best big brother I could have ever asked for! (oﾟ▽ﾟ)o

Thoughts on Elizabeth :-

“Movie nights with her are always the best! Any recommended shows or movies she gives me always end up being my favorite, you should totally join us next time! (≧∀≦)♪”

Thoughts on Mary :-

“Have you seen how cool Mary is when she uses the shot guns I create for her? Hehehe~ make me feel so proud with my work! (๑·̀▽·́๑)✧”

{Elizabeth}

Thoughts on Alexander :-

“Alex tends to approach things in a logical way, leaving little room for imagination. That's why~ I take it upon myself to be the more imaginative one between us, to strike a balance :D!”

Thoughts on Aaron :-

“Whenever I feel down, Aaron would let me sit in his shoulders and he would carry me around while he does his work, I do feel like I could touch the sky when he does that OuO!!”

Thoughts on Volt :-

“V is just the cuties! I can not help but give him a big hug whenever I see him, he is like a cute cat plushie🥺💕”

Thoughts on Mary :-

“Mary may be somewhat violent but that her way to show she cares! For example~ once she kicked my dad’s face when he said some… unpleasant things to me and after that she took me to get some ice cream :D”

{Mary}

Thoughts on Alexander :-

“I genuinely have nothing but respect for Alex. He gave me a second chance at life and I am grateful for it… I mean, if it were someone else in his place back then, I am 100% sure that my life would have ended without a moment's hesitation!”

Thoughts on Aaron :-

“Yes, I do wild shit just to mess with Aaron! Have you seen the way he reacts when he panics or gets confused? It is simply entertaining to watch~… but I still appreciate his patience with me nevertheless.”

Thoughts on Volt :-

“Ah yes, the cutest little gremlin! Oh~ just what would I ever do without him and his crazy inventions?”

Thoughts on Elizabeth :-

“There is nothing going on behind those eyes of hers, is there? Hahah~ how I envy her simple yet complex way of thinking.”

[articskele]

EHEHEHEEEE :D!!!!!!

Here's a closeup of my pfp!! And one without the background ouo. The design is a little outdated but I'm so proud of this drawing :D

Also here's one of my favorite doodles of her ouo

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There's this one scene where Artic freezes up and then it cuts to someone thawing her out with a hairdryer-

I could totally see her getting caught in a loop where she freezes -> thaws out -> "Wait what was I so worried about?" -> suddenly Remembers -> somebody has to step in so she doesn't freeze up again-

Honestly I never considered how her other emotions would play into it! Though there are little things like when she sneezes it's just a puff of snow ouo

Or how her bones are always cold, so during the summer everybody's hugging her or asking her to cool their drinks, and Ink has to bundle up before snuggling with her- And sometimes flowers just naturally grow in Artic's hair ouo

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I imagine the Essence of Winter itself is this light blue liquid that shimmers in the light, it's about the same consistency as blood, and it's probably the reason why Artic has ice powers and why they're contact-based!

Essences can be of pretty much anything! You're basically harvesting the sheer vibes, so I imagine different ones would affect you in different ways!

Like the essence of wood would probably turn all your organs into wood if you drank it, meanwhile essence of zonked would make you higher than a darn kite and sitting in the floor of your bathroom inventing new shapes aksjfhds-

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It's not at all normal for essences to be naturally occurring, much less for them to just be in someone's system- And a big part of Artic in general is that nobody quite knows What She Is

While the bones have a similar look and feel and density to regular bones, the outside can be cut through like you can with skin. And her cheeks are squishy bc it's cute ouo

And they look similar to regular bones under a microscope, but something's inexplicably off. The bones themselves aren't quite bone, but they're not just made of ice, it's some kinda strange inbetween.

I don't think she has a circulatory system per se, the stuff is just chillin out in the bones ouo. She does have a heartbeat, though nobody knows how or why. Something something love and friendship ouo

ALSO the mental image of Artic being stopped by TSA bc "miss you literally have an illegal substance throughout your entire body" is really funny to me-

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But there is one other creature that just naturally has essences in it: the Alatreon.

Basically its whole deal is that it can use every element in Monster Hunter (fire, ice, electricity, etc), making it super unstable and overall a calamity-level threat to any ecosystem it happens upon.

And I headcanon it's Like That bc it has multiple elemental essences in its blood, which is just too much for any one creature to handle, so it's just overcharged all the time-

I have yet to fight the thing since it's basically the endgame monster of MH3U, but it makes for some neat similarities to Artic, and I can only imagine how cool the fight would be :D

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AAAA YES it's so fun imagining Artic's fighting style and sneaking around and!!!!

Wait did I mention she has a big ol journal full of notes and sketches and stuff of various monsters and everything she's learned about them- She just feels at home out in the wilds studying creatures!!

Lately I've been thinking about her washing dragons and other various monsters, like those pet grooming videos- Inspired by this!!!

There's a scene where she's washing a Zinogre, which is basically a giant wolf that can fight with electricity bc it has a symbiotic relationship with the Fulgurbugs living in its fur!!

So Artic finds the queen Fulgurbug and puts her in a clip, so the rest of the bugs follow just like bees do, so they're safety out of the way for her to wash and brush through the Zinogre's thick fur ouo

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And the funny thing is that while she's all graceful and dancelike in combat, she struggles to dance normally bc "aaa people are here and what if I mess up-"

There's this REALLY pretty scene where it's got this song playing, and Ink and Artic are at some kind of town festival.

Colorful pennant flags strewn about, really good street food, people dancing in the town square. At some point they get lost in the crowds and get pushed into the center of where everyone is dancing

Artic's lowkey panicking bc now they're being Watched, but Ink gets an idea and does like an easy-to-dodge jab at her. She dodges, and there's that moment of realization like "ohh just treat like a fight!" and they're so in sync and OUGHHHH IT'S SO GOOD

AND it was inspired by this scene from Avatar: The Last Airbender!!!! The episode is titled The Headband btw, it's great ouo

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MONSTER HUNTER MY BELOVED-

Basically the story of Monster Hunter 3 Ultimate is that the seaside Moga Village is experiencing earthquakes. And it's assumed that Lagiacrus, dubbed Lord of the Seas, is the cause.

(Btw I just ADORE Lagiacrus, it's one of my favorite monsters of all time!! The design is PEAK, the fight is incredible, it generates electricity using the spikes on its back, I love it so so much-)

(THERE'S AN EARLY-GAME QUEST WHERE IT JUST APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE SO YOU HAVE TO RUN FOR YOUR LIFE AND IT JUST PERFECTLY ESTABLISHES THIS THING AS A THREAT AND. OUGHHHHH)

But once you do fight it, the earthquakes don't go away. If anything, they get worse.

It turns out that the cause is this giant whale-like creature called Ceadeus. One of its horns has grown so big that it's covering one of its eyes and causing pain, so it tries to relieve that by scraping its horns against the seafloor.

Or in this case, the bottom of the island that the village was built on.

But once you notify the Hunter's Guild, they say that you're not qualified enough to fight this thing, so you and the rest of the village are told to wait as the Guild sends in higher ranking hunters.

But time is running out. Who's to say that the village will still be around by the time help arrives?

I can't find a clip of it for the life of me, but at one point Aisha has this little speech saying that we can't just wait around like sitting ducks, hyping you up to save the day! And I think she says something along the lines of "If they fire you for this then I'm quitting in solidarity" akjsfkdsf-

So you go down into the depths, and once the Ceadeus's horn is broken off, it's no longer hurting and leaves.

It has such a folklore feel to it that's just magical to me, and it fits Artic's character really well methinks!!

Also this is what Aisha looks like! And a really old doodle of Ink and Artic that's just so soft and sweet and awbawbabwba <3

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YESSSSSJHFJKSFHSF I LOVE LOVE LOVE putting in little references to other stories and iterations of Artic it's so fun!!!!!!

And the title of IDPS refers to Kat, which is my friend's character!

Long story short, Kat's the princess of this sci-fi kingdom of shadow people. As one of the few remaining people with the ability to travel between dimentions, she's tasked with taking care of them and making sure they don't get corrupted.

But between the rising expectations of her family, her kingdom, disability, etc, she needs an outlet. A way to get away from it all.

So, she sells pizzas out of her van and works as a mercenary! If Artic's thing is swords and strategy, then Kat's bread and butter is guns and being as flashy and reckless as possible-

I was told to use this image as a way of summing her up akjfskdjf

Ok so the aforementioned OC universe is known as IDPS, short for Interdimentional Pizza Shop (and Mercenary Work)! There is literal YEARS worth of lore and ideas put into this thing I love it so much :D

This version of Artic is the one in my pfp, and who the oc: artic tag refers to lol- Basically she's embodiment of the season of winter, a huge dragon enthusiast, and the much-needed voice of reason!!

She's not a "true" skeleton per se, like she's not undead, she's just kinda in the shape of one- Though she can disconnect and reattach her bones like a cartoon ouo

She has ice powers, but not in a "shooting ice beams out of your hands" kinda way, it's very contact based!

She can freeze things by touching them, she can make a layer of ice under her feet to sliiide around super fast, and sometimes she physically freezes up under stress so you have to wait for her to thaw out akjfds

She can pick up your drink and little ice cubes form in it, in whatever shape she wants! And when she cries the tears freeze up so there's just little bits of ice on her face you gotta wipe off

In IDPS there are these things called essences, which are the super concentrated (and super illegal) form of a concept, usually in liquid form like a potion. Like if you poured a drop of Essence of Princess onto an apple, it would turn all sparkly and have a big bow on it!

Artic just naturally has the Essence of Winter in her bones instead of blood or marrow! So she doesn't have to worry about vampires bc they'd just get a really bad brainfreeze lol

She mainly fights with dual blades made of ice, inspired by Monster Hunter's dual blades! She's a very strategic and speedy fighter, her movements almost dancelike in combat, and she likes to use the terrain to her advantage!

And since this is a multiverse story, she actually goes through the story mode of Monster Hunter 3 Ultimate, saving a village from a giant sea monster! The gal who gives out quests in that game, Aisha, is like an older sister to her hehe ouo

So Artic is a licensed monster hunter, and she is absolutely FASCINATED with these creatures and how they work. And after some shenanigans in her childhood town in the mountains, she even starts her own sanctuary to educate people and care for dragons that wouldn't make it in the wild!

Here she's shipped with Ink Sans, and they live together with her dragon pet / companion Blizzard ouo!

It's this really sweet little story about Ink showing this really anxious and sheltered girl the world, seeing all the potential and life in her eyes and wanting to see her blossom.

And there's a scene where Ink is trying to hide his condition (basically he's undead and needs to drink magic paints in order to feel and regulate emotions), bc so many people have left him after finding out. But Artic doesn't mind at all, after all it's still him and she likes him for who he is ouo

The two are basically opposites, but they work well together and they're just silly little guys in love ouo

Artic's main arc is about identity and archetypes. Like how winter is often portrayed as this harbinger of death that needs to be driven away, but Artic is really soft and sweet-

She wants so desperately to be a hero, but the archetypal hero is confident and charming and brave and super strong; everything she thinks she isn't. But in reality, she's the most heroic of her peers because of her kindness!

There's a whole theme of knights and dragons and legends, realizing that those notions of what she should or shouldn't be don't define her, because people are more complex and nuanced than that ouo

THIS IS SO COOL OUGHHHH I LOVE IT I LOVE IT

My FAVORITE part is that there's literal years of lore built into this thing. Clearly it has been crafted with nothing but love and care in mind and I think that's beautiful.

I didn't even realize that was Artic in your pfp?? That's so cute I love it so so much :DD (Is there a high definition version I can look at? I wanna see her clearer!)

ARTIC'S POWERS ARE SO NEAT IN THIS!!!! I want heart shaped ice cubes that's actually so cute. And the way her abilities affect the way she experiences stress and cries? Chef's kiss. Do her ice powers affect her whenever she experiences other intense emotions? And also can the thawing out process be helped by blankets and stuff or does she just stay frozen? Oooh or does she just continuously keep refreezing bc of the stress? Like trying to thaw her out helps a little but not for long and not much? SORRY I'M JUST SO CURIOUS I REALLY LIKE THE CONCEPT OF HER POWERS AFFECT HER BASED ON EMOTIONS THAT'S SO FREAKING COOL-

And essences!!!!!! Oughhh I really like the concept (pun intended)!!!!! Is there an essence for every concept or just certain ones? And vampires getting brainfreeze LMFAO. Can you drink an essence or does that turn your organs into the concept? And is Artic the only person with an essence in her bones or do other people have it?

THE COMBAT YES OMFG I CAN SEE IT SO CLEARLY,,, STRATEGIC AND SPEEDY AND DANCELIKE I LOVE IT!!! She's so intelligent using the terrain!!! I can see her in my head looking around, eyes darting quickly to survey the area as she narrowly avoids an attack before making her next move!! Effortlessly she slashes her opponent when they're not looking due to her adaptability and quick thinking.

And I'm so sorry I don't know anything about Monster Hunter whatsoever </3 BUT I DID SOME RESEARCH FOR YOU OFC AND IT LOOKS LIKE SM FUN???? I didn't get much of the story aspect of it but it seems great omg. Anyways Artic's curiosity is always something I love seeing!! I can see her killing this giant sea monster (Lagiacrus, I presume?) and then being like "wait a moment- I know this thing was terrorizing you all but I want a closer look at it-" AND FOUND FAMILY MY BELOVED OUGHHH ARTIC AND AISHA <333 THAT'S SO CUTE,,, and the sanctuary <33. Artic is so caring it's so sweet!! It's completely refected in her character and everything she does, I think. Not just in IDPS but across the board! Like. She saves this village from a sea monster and she wants dragons to be taken care of because she's just like that natrually. And even in like Buttermilk Daydreams she just wants to take care of The Onceler as best as she can!!!! And in the Biggering AU even though she's MAD at this man she's STILL telling him that they'll figure something out (they always do). Sorry I'm literally IN LOVE with the threads that stitch your AUs together I got so sidetracked LMFAO-

But anyways Artic and Ink Sans being opposites is SO GOOD AAAAAA- Artic feels so deeply and Ink doesn't feel at all without the paints. Artic has been sheltered and Ink has seen too much. And there's Artic's sweet and caring side coming out again!! Ink is afraid to tell Artic about his condition, but Artic could care less.

ARTIC SELF DISCOVERY YES YES YES YES YES!!!! SHE DOESN'T NEED TO GIVE INTO THE STEREOTYPES!!!!!! She's not winter even though she has its essence flowing within her. She's a hero even though she doesn't look like it. And her kindness being the thing that makes her most heroic?? I'M IN LOVE. This is what I was talking about earlier!!!! She's just so caring and sweet!!! It's something she uses to her advantage!!!!

[askfriskthedj]

*Yeah, they’re the best friends a guy like me could have.

EDIT: changed the legs a little bit cus they didn’t look right to me ^^

[mayaree-darling]

hello! if you’re open to giyuu requests, could you do some hcs about how he would celebrate a one year anniversary with his s/o? would he plan something out, would be buy them a nice gift? ☺️ How does he act with someone he’s been close to for an entire year? you can add absolutely anything else you’d like too! thank you!

hello! thanks for requesting ily <3 love the idea btw its perfect since its been a year this blog's been alive, too OuO

You and Giyuu's One Year Anniversary

Title says it all. A couple of swears. Some self-deprecation and social anxiety on Giyuu’s end. All fluff though so you guys are gucci

you’d think he’d forget that your own anniversary was coming up since he doesn’t look all that excited

(i mean it’s Giyuu what did you guys expect jk)

but really this guy’s been counting each day y’all have been together

part of him counts because he can’t believe you’re still with him after all this time

but also you're the one who taught him to make every second count with the people you love

so counting everyday reminds him to be thankful

he wakes up and sees your face and he knows he should get up

and make that breakfast he had thought about making for you for like 2 weeks now

but he marvels at how the sun hits your face at just the right angle

you look like complete shit with tangled hair and drool at the corner of your mouth but it just makes Giyuu smile

because you're here and you're alive and it's been a year but he doesn't think he's loved you any less

he traces a hand on your cheek, brushing away some strands of hair that kept him from admiring you more

but you start to wake up so he closes his eyes to pretend that he wakes up after you

unfortunately for him he forgets his hand on you cheek and it was too late to take it back

he feels you take his hand and press a kiss to his palm and when he opens his eyes you're smirking at him

gets up quickly coz he doesn't want you to catch him blushing

(too late though lol)

(knows that when you start teasing him it will make him want to back out of his plans)

(won't though, no matter how much you tease him)

(will be willing to kick himself in the shin when he catches himself trying to chicken out)

he just got back from a particularly hard mission so ubayishiki was fortunately letting him have the day off

(god bless that man)

mornings are usually slow unless he's out on a mission so he's milking this as much as he can

he makes you that breakfast he's been putting off and you spend the morning in the garden just talking in between bites

(he doesn't say it, but he's preparing himself before you guys head into town)

(he's not ready to give you up to other people yet)

(and he's not ready to socialize for the day)

you guys only get the energy to leave the house in the afternoon

you head out to town with no real plan in mind as far as you know

"So what are we doing today?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you have anything planned?"

"...Am I supposed to have something planned?"

well, it's not like he could've asked someone for tips, y'know?

the other pillars don't like him aren't close to him so he didn't ask them

and he doesn't exactly have adult figures to ask advice from

so he's doing all this on guess

(he's trying his best please)

"I just thought we could spend the day together. Is that alright...?"

"Of course! No plan is still a plan."

(you can't tell him no when he looks like a lost puppy, not like you would)

while walking, a shop owner called out to you

"My, don't you two look like quite the couple."

you can feel Giyuu standing stiff as a rock right next to you, so you take his hand into yours and grin at the shopkeep

"Thank you! It's our first anniversary actually."

"Oh, now, congratulations are in order!" she hands you a some dango. "Here, have some of these. It's on the house."

you thank the shopkeep and continue on your way, eating the dango arm in arm with Giyuu, who has gone quiet

you don't notice until you're at the entrance that he's been leading you to a forest nearby already

(Giyuu didn't wanna say it but that interaction with the shopkeep had affected him more than he had accounted for)

(he genuinely wanted to duck and cover for the second time today)

(may or may not have considered moving villages after that)

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." There's a pause as you wait for him to rethink of what to say. "I just... I wanted this day to be perfect for you."

"And it has been so far."

"Yes, I, well-" he looks at you helplessly

not really sure how to tell you he wishes he could do more

instead, he reaches into his pockets and drops something into your hand

it's a sea shell and some wooden beads on a string

"I found it when I had a mission near a village coast. I thought you'd find it neat. And you said you liked things that remind you of me, so..."

he doesn't finish because he can feel the blood rushing to his face again

(why would you love a stupid gift from him)

(he might as well have picked it up from the side of the road)

(and the beads are from a bracelet a thankful little girl he had saved who reminded him so much of you)

you tackle him into a hug that grounds him back to reality and he hugs you back just as tightly, if not more, but he softens up at the fear he's hurting you

he pulls away first and you let him

Giyuu watches as you look down at the necklace with all the love and adoration the world had to offer

and he can't really understand it because why did something like that make you so happy? (and something from him of all people)

but he loves the look in your eyes and how they don't leave when you turn to him

"Can you tie it for me?"

"Oh, sure."

his hands are shaking and he's cursing himself because he has a steady when wielding a blade but he can't seem to calm himself down to put a damn necklace on you

(part of him knows he made it because he wanted to be the one who put it on for you)

when you turn to him with the necklace around your neck and a smile that makes him thankful he has lived this long to witness it, he pulls you to his chest

you can hear his heart thumping wildly in chest but he doesn't let go in fear you'll disappear if he wasn't holding you

he buries his face in your neck just so you don't see how red he is, or the tears threatening to leave his eyes

"I love you. Thank you for being here for me."

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🌙 Disclaimer: Characters are not mine and belong to their respective creators. Their portrayal is merely my own interpretation of them and may not be accurate to their intended characterization. I stake no claim to the original works, only to the ideas and plot of the fictitious stories I’ve written them into.

[quilloftheclouds]

Quill’s Quills Update

Well, none of these are actually quills but! NEW PENS. *~FANCY~* new pens! ouo

Quill took advantage of the back to school sale and bought a neat bundle of cool brush pens and gel pens and shiny metallic pens and just--some really nice writing/art stuff! As practice and to learn how to better use these, y’all lovelies can expect an event coming up where you can request something for me to write with my new pens!

As for just a general update: Apologies for the lack of activity recently, but Quill’s planning on going back to school and the last minute phone calls and emails are uh. Stressful and rather time-consuming! But here’s hoping it all goes well and I get to have a fun semester~

Coming up soon, I’d like to do up a new updated version of the comic sans (or maybe not actually comic sans because I enjoy ~gRapHIc DEsiGn~ too much) powerpoint for Anchored Souls and a few excerpts with graphic edits? I’ve got a bunch more content I’ve written since I’ve last shared anything. c: Also art! I’d love to get back into drawing my characters, but who knows if that’ll actually happen or not. XD

Anyways, well wishes to all of y’all, and best of luck with your own creative projects!

[articskele]

!!!! OK SO-

A neat thing about the Onceler's design is how his striped pants resemble the trunks of the trees! Not to mention how tall he is, the man is literally 6’4” lmao- And it's all largely monochromatic which makes him stand out in the bright colorful forest. Meanwhile this version of Artic has lavender hair that's bright and soft, resembling truffula tufts but the color still stands out :D

I don't have all the lore figured out yet, but basically Artic and the Onceler live together in his little cottage in the valley. They both came from shitty families and they both want to prove themselves! When the Onceler told her about his plans and hopes and dreams, he was pleasantly surprised to see her eyes light up.

She loves his ideas! She wants to see him succeed! Nobody’s done that before! His whole life people have just shot him down and brushed him aside. Nobody has truly believed in him until now. And he’s able to stand up to his family thanks to that support ouo

The Onceler never destroys the environment in this AU, it’s just chill ouo. Ooh, and Artic invents glider wings! It started as a way to grab truffula fluff without chopping the whole tree down, but sometimes she’ll get a few of the fruits to bake a pie, or the two of them will just fly around for fun!

And they have different wing shapes!! Artic has more angled wings like a falcon, while the Onceler has bigger wings like an eagle! There’s this scene in my head where he’s using the wings for the first time, and he loses balance and almost crashes but Artic swoops in and saves him, and they’re just smiling at each other and akjskdf <3

Aargh he’s just so cute and dorky and everytime I see him I just wanna hug himmmmm!! His hair is so soft and fluffy and his little eyelashes and freckles are adorableeeee- Also he and Artic are so cuddly, those two are as snug as a bug in a rug

Artic and the Onceler just so bright and energetic and full of life!!! Long days and bright skies and goofy little dances and the smell of fresh blueberry pancakes and going to the farmers market and stargazing and working with what you’ve got! Growing tomatoes with the seeds of the tomatoes people threw at him and making a nice pizza out of it!

There's always some new invention or adventure or something to explore, just fun slice-of-life shenaniganry! The air is fresh and the sunlight is warm and everything is gonna be alright ouo

Now this whole time they’ve just been friends. Buddies! Business partners, even! But the Onceler thinks he might be starting to have feelings for her… So with no one else to go to, he asks the Lorax for advice.

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"Hm." The Lorax paused, deciding to humor the boy. "Well, what’s got ya liking her so much?”

“Aw man, she’s- Just look at her! She’s brilliant! She made wings and jumped off a cliff and it worked, how crazy is that!”

The Onceler paced back and forth, gesturing wildly with his hands as he spoke.

“She’s just so…fun! And full of energy and bright like the sun! Oh, and she makes an amazing pie, you’re really missing out- And she's funny, she listens to me, we bounce ideas off each other, and…”

His face softened with a smile as he plopped down next to the Lorax.

“...She thinks I’m worth something.”

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Basically these two are obviously crushing on each other but they’re so awkward and oblivious about it and the Lorax is just in the background like “KISS EACH OTHER ALREADY”

Use this post to info dump about your f/o and/or your relationship with them! (If you want to) I genuinely love hearing about them!

[lovelywingsart]

Hopeful Future

-- Karl Heisenberg X OC (AFAB, She/They) --

Something short and sweet... This was also one of my favorites to write <3 This is also one of many where you can tell my strong suit is dialogue. ouo'' Anyway, enjoy some more cuteness from them- you'll need it.

**Remember, check out the Masterlist for more! <3 **

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*Warning?: Some self doubt, comfort, cuddles, kisses, just being relatively sweet

Summary: The date is set, but Emelia is experiencing a pretty bad case of nerves. She won't say it, but Karl seems to notice, and gives his own form of comfort. The start of a hopeful future has begun, and they can only hope all goes to plan.

The outside building was... quiet, for once, even with the distant sound of machinery. These times were rare, especially recently. Emelia lay cuddled against Heisenberg on the mattress-like cushion kept on the second floor, relaxed enough to almost sleep as her fingers traced over the scars on his chest. His breaths came as low rumbles as he kept his arm under her, curled around her back to tap at her shoulder. She wore his shirt, as always, thoroughly enjoying his warmth and the calm that his 'purring' gave her. So much had gotten done... Planning, construction, even small bits of 'fun' thrown in for a sort of stress relief. Production had increased thanks to recent expansions since the big meeting, and their plan was set once the news of Miranda's discovery of a new vessel had come out. However, due to this, tension, Emelias tension specifically, had been high. She wouldn't admit she was nervous... Especially not to him. Talks of overthrowing or simply killing Miranda had been increasingly common, and the man seemed more ecstatic than usual. Even if he was dead tired, his mood had increased tenfold once he realized just how close they were. Somehow, the thought of that excitement disappearing because of her was something that she found... distasteful.

And so, she stayed silent, heavily preferring to be cuddled against him in what little calm and silence they had. But it still gnawed at the back of her mind, and she unintentionally let out a quiet huff. He took notice, moving his arm slightly under her to simply hold her shoulder. She glanced up at him as he shifted under her head, only to meet a curious gaze.

"Hm?" He hummed quietly, only giving a slight smile as she shook her head and looked away. She wanted to say something... She just didn't know what or how

There was silence for a moment before she quietly spoke up.

"... Karl...?"

He tilted his head, glancing at her once more. "Yes, Emmy?"

"What..." she started, faltering just slightly, "... What will we do? Once Miranda is dead, I mean..."

Her voice held a genuine, scared curiosity as she looked up at him fully. He couldn't help but raise his brows in the slightest bit of surprise. She kept her fingers moving along his chest as she felt him adjust his arm again so he could run his fingers through her currently loose hair. He chuckled.

"Well, we do what we want!" He replied happily, leaning his head back once more. "Once that bitch is dead, I-..." he paused quickly before grinning. "WE will be free. Free to live, free to thrive. We won't be under her thumb. We do whatever the hell we want to do, Emmy."

"Free to live..." she repeated, her fingers mindlessly drifting along his skin. She paused her movements once the words fully settled. Never once did she realize how close freedom was... Not once did she realize exactly what freedom MEANT. The had talked about it from the first few months of her arrival years ago, but the concept now was... odd. "We'll be free... That means..."

"That means you can live a normal life." Heisenberg chuckled, watching her reactions carefully. "It IS what you've wanted, yes?"

Emelia stared at his chest for a moment before suddenly pushing herself up into a sitting position, ignoring the uncomfortable grunt she received as she left the comfort of his arm. She was silent, lifting her right arm and staring at her hand. 'Normal'... Why did the word sound so... impossible now? Sure, her dream of normalcy had stayed with her. But did 'normal' even exist at this point? She was a fucking mutant, for god sakes... She had accepted it years ago, of course, but...

"I can't live 'normally' anymore..." she sighed finally, reaching to rub the back of her neck. There was a small flutter in her chest as if the parasite sensed her silent distress. She could feel Heisenbergs eyes nearly bore holes into her back, turning her head away as she felt him sit up with another grunt. He settled himself into a sitting position, resting an arm over his leg.

"As normally as you can, then." He offered, his voice taking on a lighter tone. He then rolled his eyes with a quiet sigh as she gave a snort of disbelief. She jumped as he reached forward, taking her jaw in his hand and making her face him. "Look at me, Emelia." He said quietly. "We're all a bunch of freaks thanks to that bitch, there's no use being ashamed of it now. But with her dead, the world is OURS! 'Normal' is whatever the hell you make it."

"But the others-"

"Fuck the others!" He laughed suddenly. "They wouldn't know what to do without her direction, they'll fall like useless pawns. And if they don't, they'll scatter like the cowards they are."

Emelia stared at him for a moment with a raised brow before falling back onto the cushion with a huff and closing her eye.

"So you want to rule by yourself, then?" She asked, the slightest bit of amusement in her voice. He looked back at her with a chuckle.

"Well, yes, but not necessarily. We both know what my plans are. But more importantly..." he suddenly twisted himself slightly, leaning over her with his hands on either side of her shoulders. He smirked as a light blush entered her cheeks once she looked up at him, clearly not expecting him to even move. "What do YOU want, Emmy?"

"... What...?" She managed, calming slightly as he tilted his head.

"You're worried about not being 'normal' enough to live that way, and even I know your mind is hard to change. What do you want, then?"

"I..." she started, somewhat stunned. Well, there were a lot of answers to that question... She just didn't expect him to even ask. What DID she want...? He was right... She knew he was. The only issue was, she didn't have an answer for the first time in years. She couldn't have the life she wanted... What the hell COULD she do? She finally sighed, turning her head to the side with her missing eye towards him. "... I don't know..."

"You don't know?"

"N-No, I..." she tried, moving her hand to brush against his just slightly to calm the nerves that had started to show themselves. "I don't have many options."

"And what are the ones you DO have?" He questioned. He shifted his hand for her, allowing her to hold it just slightly. She shrugged.

"Well, I certainly can't return to where I came from before this... If I even knew where to go, that is..." she mumbled, moving her head to look at the room around them. "I'll most definitely be killed if I tried... Or tested on more if caught, god forbid the company remembers me enough to care. Though, I COULD travel..." she said thoughtfully, but she couldn't help but frown slightly at the thought. "... But..."

Heisenberg drew back in interest, arching a brow as she spoke.

"'But'?" He asked, watching her carefully. She shook her head slightly before finally meeting his gaze with a sigh.

"This... This is my home..." she replied quietly, a near sadness in the gold of her eye. "It wouldn't feel right if I left... I'm safe here, and it's not... not lonely. Travelling can't guarantee that."

"I guess that would result in loneliness, wouldn't it?" He asked casually.

She was silent, but nodded. Lonely wasn't exactly what she wanted to be after spending time around others like her now, specifically him. She took a nervous breath and held it for a moment, choosing her next words as carefully as she could. May as well tell him the truth of her thoughts, right...?

"Given the chance, I think..." she started, her voice lowering. "I think I would... stay here." She looked up at him with a slight bit of confidence, meeting his now somewhat surprised expression. "... With you."

She was met with silence before he suddenly let out a genuine laugh, lowering himself onto his elbows for his face to be closer to hers.

"You'd really stay with me, Emmy?" He asked, an amused smile on his face as her face brightened in color. But she soon relaxed, her lips twitching into the smallest smile. She felt much better with this reaction... Much better than she thought she would.

"You're an ignorant twit, Heisenberg..." she joked before chuckling lightly. "But... yes. If... If I could."

She was met with a chuckle from him as he leaned down slightly, his nose brushing against hers.

"Well, of course you can!" He grinned, earning a small laugh. "Hell, if you stay with me, I'll help make life for you normal."

"As 'normal' as possible..." she snorted, though she couldn't keep the smile from her face. The sentiment was... oddly comforting. "You'd really do that for me, Metalhead?"

"Anything for my favorite worker."

"Am I really?"

"Always have been, Emmy."

"Hm... I feel like that's a lie..." she joked, tilting her head slightly. She was met with another chuckle.

"Would I lie to you?" He asked. She shrugged, starting to reach up.

"You hate liars, but that doesn't mean you aren't one..." she replied, her fingers drifting along the scratchy hair of his beard. She felt... calm. Oddly calm, at that... She couldn't have even begun to understand why, even as she stared into the bright pale yellow eyes that she had admittedly, secretly, come to admire. She held his jaw for a moment before tugging him down slightly. He smiled.

"To freedom from Miranda." He said simply, following her movements slowly with a now large grin. Her own smile widened ever so slightly as his lips brushed hers.

"To freedom." She replied, her voice nearly a whisper.

She was met with a surprisingly gentle kiss, letting it settle before fully wrapping her raised arm around his shoulders. She was so used to this... So used to the 'affection'. So used to the quiet and comfort he gave despite the machines around them and even his own personality at times. She felt him chuckle into the kiss as she reached her other arm around his shoulders, and in turn couldn't help herself from doing the same as he pulled away and eased himself into the hug she gave.

"And what was that for?" He asked, amusement in his voice as he moved to press a light kiss against her jaw. She shrugged, a relaxed smile on her face.

"I'm... not sure." She admitted, watching as he propped himself up over her on his elbows once more. "Perhaps that's my 'normal' now..."

"Hm. Well, I hope that counts as the start of a full 'normal' for you from now on..."

Emelia kept her arms around his shoulders, her fingers running along what skin they could reach and tracing over smaller scars.

"Maybe..."

"'Maybe'?"

"You heard me, Metalhead."

Heisenberg laughed again, finally moving to lay down next to her once more and shifting his arm to rest under her head.

"You're always the odd one, Emelia. But please, do me a favor."

She returned to her place on his chest as he shifted, tilting her head slightly.

"Yes, Karl?" She looked up at him, surprised as she was met with a calm smile.

"Never stop smiling." He said simply. While it caught her off guard, she couldn't help but do just that.

"Once this is over with, I won't." She replied.

"You promise?"

She gave a laughing huff, pressing her face to his shoulder.

"Yes."

"Good."

[shittylongcatposts]

Welcome to Thirsty Thursday my friend 😉 I figured I’d start out with a pretty standard question: what’s your and Jumin’s favorite sexual positions and why?

Hey Lea, I’m sorry it took me so long to answer your question! i hope you have a nice day and enjoy reading it :3

Melon/ Lemon warning do not read if you are under 18

Despite what some of you may think, I don't think that he’d go all out every time, of course it’s interesting But….

Making love with Jumin is always something very special and as much as I am down for experimenting and trying out new stuff, I think at first I would cherish the more intimate positions. 

I mean he would literally be my very first partner and I guess I need something that screams safety and peace. Starting with missionary - the classic - because it’s a very intimate position, which both him and me would cherish a lot, after all i think he did not have many other good and positve sexual encounters before. 

(Plus For me sex is one way of showing you put your trust in the other person, at least for me, and is has a huge impact on a relationship. )

Now let’s get back to business- missionary- now, You can whisper all kinds of stuff in his ears, pull him closer with your legs, dig your fingernails in his stunning back, maybe scratching it a little (after all kittens have claws right?) and kiss his collar bones, trail some kisses along that sharp jawline. Peck his nose, kjfhgsfhgsabkföjvdfu, ….

all while he gets to be in control losing himself in a warm embrace and all those things make him go crazy, the way you breathe against his bare chest, moan his name over and over again- oh how much he loves to hear that. It’s angelic. 

Also the cowgirl would be a nice one too, this way he can relax a little bit, but he has to trust you for this one, giving away his so beloved control would be kind of hard at first i guess, but he’ll grow to like it. I'm sure of it ;) The way he can guide your movements with his hands resting on your waist, or grabbing your bump, massaging your breasts, kissing them and cherishing the view he can enjoy while you ride on top of him, makes him fall in love with that position after trying it out. (he can also try out toys on you, or just… use his dayum nice hands hehe) 

There’s another one that i’d love to try out: The Lotus. 

( I love intimacy and despite my brain saying “watch out it screams pain” my heart (and my ovaries) go hehehehhe yes. )

I mean sitting on his lap, his arms wrapped around you while he’s penetrating you does sound really good. 

ohhhhh and also: lazy morning sex, his hands exploring your body while spooning with him, ahhhhhh love it. And sometimes it’s the other way around, on some special days you wake up just at the right time, get to catch some glimpses of his angelic smile while he sleeps, and for some reason you can’t keep your hands to yourself. after crawling under his pjs, they wander all over his body, tracing down his chest, over his belly, and then they stop at the hem of his pants. you softly brush over his crotch that smile on your face and lick your lips. ready to get some good work done :3 but his hand grips around your wrist, and he looks at you like ouo 

but as soon as you give him a good morning kiss he releases you, a smirk spreading on his face because he knows what’s going to happen next. This boi will be late for work.muahaha

[whatdidimissjm]

“ i don’t need medicine.” with Whamilton and George being a stubborn ass OuO

Thank you for the prompt!! I loved writing this and it fucked up my sleeping schedule...

You can find the prompts here 

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Let Down My Guard

Alex barely notices the change at first and brushes Washington’s paleness off as something caused by too little sleep, an ordinary thing during war, but as the day progresses, he can´t help but wonder if it´s something more. He can´t tell exactly what it is, that makes him think that, but there is something in the older man´s demeanour that doesn´t fit. He doesn´t get a moment alone with his commander, though, so there is no chance to ask him if something is wrong and he doesn´t believe that Washington would tell him the truth anyway. The worry about the general keeps him up at night and it´s long after midnight, when he drifts off to sleep.

When he enters the tent of Washington the next morning, he is pleased to see that he is the first one there. Maybe this will give him the opportunity to speak to his commander in private. Washington enters the tent only a few minutes later and now it´s clear that something is actually wrong with him. He is swaying slightly on his feet and his eyes are glassy and unfocused. Alex is out of his seat in a second, rushing over to help the other man to his chair. Washington’s skin his hot and dry to the touch and up-close Alex notices a thin layer of sweat glistening on his forehead.

“Sir, with all due respect, but I think it would be best if you´d return to your sleeping quarters.”

Washington just shakes his head and clears his throat.

“I appreciate your concern, Alexander, but there is no need for me to do that. I am just feeling a bit under the weather, nothing to worry about.”

“Sir, I- I do worry about you though.”, Alex gives back, his face flushing slightly at the confession. “Surely it won´t do any harm if you´d stay in bed for one day, until the worst has passed and-“

“I said there is no need.”, Washington interrupts him, his voice sharp, and Alex has to bite his tongue to keep quiet. The older man´s features soften a bit tough, after a moment, as if he senses Alexander´s unease. “I promise you I am alright.”

“I worry about you.”, Alex repeats, quieter this time. “Tell me if it gets too bad, alright?”

George gives him a reassuring smile, touching his arm for a moment.

“I will.”

Alex nods, taking a step back.

“Is there anything you need me to do, sir?”

Washington shakes his head after a moment.

“No. You can continue with your writing.”

With that, Alex returns to his desk opposite of the general to do as he´s told, though he can´t help looking up from his writing from time to time to watch the other man, who only seems to be getting worse as the day progresses. Sometime in the afternoon, Alex can´t keep help himself anymore and gets up, walking over to Washington´s desk.

“Sir, I know you told me you would let me know if it gets too bad, but I think you should return to your bed.”

It takes a moment for George to register that Alex has said something to him and another moment for him to look up at the young man.

“I am still fine.”, George replies, but even his voice is worse than before, and barely above a whisper.

“You are not. Please let me bring you to your sleeping quarters.”

For a moment Alex thinks he will refuse and send him away, but then Washington´s shoulders slump and he nods.

“You are right. I should be in bed, instead of causing you to worry about me.”

Alex lets out a sigh of relief, stepping around the table to help George up, but he shrugs his hands off.

“I am capable of standing up alone.”, Washington informs him, and Alex takes a step back, even though he doesn´t believe him.

Alexander manages to catch the older man just as he´s about to fall over and eases him back into the chair, noticing with growing worry that the uniform is soaked through with sweat.

“So much for being capable of standing up alone.”, Alex teases, though his heart is still beating too fast in his chest.

“Leave it be, Alex.”

George sounds exhausted, his voice lacking the usual strength.

“Will you accept my help now?”, he asks, and the other man nods.

It´s a bit of a struggle to help George up, seeing as he is a lot taller than Alex, but they manage and after a minute or two, he is even able to stand on his own without Alex supporting him. Alex still stays close to his general on their way to Washington´s tent, ready to step in, should the other man need him. They manage to get to the tent without an incident though and as soon as Alex has closed the flap behind himself, George sinks down on his bed.

“I will get a doctor for you.”, Alex declares, but George shakes his head.

“I will be fine with a few hours of sleep. No need for a doctor. You are dismissed.”

Normally, Alex would do what he´s told, but this is different. Washington clearly isn´t himself right now.

“Sir, I don´t want to sound disrespectful, but if you refuse to see a doctor, I will stay here with you to make sure your sickness won´t worsen.”

“Alex, I cannot possibly ask this of you.”

“Well, it is this or you agree to let me get a doctor.”

George looks conflicted for a few moments, before he lets out a sigh.

“Will it make you feel better if you get me a doctor?”

Alex nods quickly and takes a step closer to the bed.

“Yes. I am worried about you. You-“

“Go get one then.”, George interrupts him and Alex nods.

He rushes out of the tent and makes his way to their camp´s doctor as fast as he can, trying to drown the worry and telling himself that it is only normal for a soldier to care about his general that much. That there is nothing wrong with it.

Alex waits outside of the tent while the doctor examines Washington, who doesn´t seem to be very cooperative. After not even two minutes, he dismisses the doctor with “No, I don´t need medicine.” and Alex can´t help but sigh.

When the doctor is gone, he enters the tent after a moment of hesitation. George is still sitting on the bed, though now only in his undergarments. Alex feels heat rising to his face at the sight and he drops his eyes to the floor.

“You are still here.”, Washington says, and if Alex isn´t mistaken, there is a pleased note in his voice.

“I overheard that you won´t take the medicine the doctor recommended.”

“There are people that need it more than me.”

“But sir-!”, Alex looks up with a start, but George just shakes his head.

“Come here.”, he says softly, holding out his hand for the younger man.

Alex hesitates a moment before he makes a tentative step toward the bed. He allows George to grab his hand, pulling him closer so that he is standing directly in front of him. Alexander´s heart is beating fast and loud in his chest, his skin burning where George is still holding onto his hand.

“I know you are worried, but I have fought this sickness before, and I will be fine without the medication. Though I do need rest indeed, just like you have told me.”

Alex manages a small smile, though he still isn´t entirely convinced.

“Are you still planning on keeping watch over me?”

Alexander´s face flushes at the other man´s words and he shrugs.

“I would feel better to know you are not alone.”

“Very well. But I can´t allow you to stay up all night, we will have to share the bed.”

His heart skips a beat at the prospect of sharing a bed with Washington, feelings of both mortification and thrill surging through him.

“Sir, I can´t-“

“I insist.”

It takes Alex a second to gather up the courage to nod and a pleased expression passes over George´s face. He drops his hand and Alex misses the contact instantly, though he tries to fight against it. Washington lays down and pulls the blanket over his body and for a moment Alex just stands there frozen, before he rounds the bed and sits down on the mattress.

“You want to fight in a war, yet you are afraid to share a bed with me.”, Washington says amused.

The words cause Alexander´s face to redden once more, but they also sound like a challenge to him.

“I´m not afraid.”, he gives back.

He slips out of his uniform jacked and gets into the bed, before he can overthink all of this even more. After a moment he shifts around so that he is looking at George, who meets his gaze with a soft smile on his face. Alex is unprepared for Washington to reach out for him and gently cup his face with his hand. He takes in a sharp breath and for a moment he is sure that his general´s fever must be worse than he initially thought, but even though his eyes are glassy, but there is a sharpness in them, that makes it clear that he still knows exactly what he is doing.

“I don´t know what I would do without you, Alex.”, he says after just looking at him for a few seconds.

Alex feels his heart fluttering in his chest at the words, even though he knows that Washington doesn´t mean them the way he wishes he would. He hates himself a bit for this thought, but he can´t help it.

“There are others-“

“No, there´s only you.”

Washington says it with so much seriousness that Alex can feel his throat tightening.

“Please stop.”, Alex whispers.

George pulls his hand back immediately, an expression of shock on his face.

“Alex, I- I don´t know what I was thinking. I hope you can forgive me for my behaviour.”

“No.”, Alex says, and he can see the pain in Washington´s face, so he rushes to continue. “No, I am the one who should ask for forgiveness. Because… because I…” Want this.

He just can´t bring himself to actually say it.

George seems to understand him nonetheless though, because he carefully places his hand on Alexander´s face again and Alex can´t help but close his eyes and lean into the touch. He feels the older man pressing a kiss to his forehead and a shudder runs through his body.

“Can I really have this?”, Alex whispers, his eyes still closed. “Can I really have you?”

George pulls him against his chest and Alex presses himself even closer against him.

“I´ve always been yours.”, George whispers, and Alex can hear how much he means them.

[the-st4rlit-oukio]

@help-im-a-gay-fish

Let me just said I really like his design qwq like holy god he is handsome OuO

I really love him but I suck at writing story qwq, I just let him have a dragon spirit as a friend ^^

Also this is a last minute drawing I just know about your art by my friend so I kinda late for this adopt qwq

I hope u like this art my brush kinda broke so the shading suck ;w;

[gonemechaniic]

𝐌𝐮𝐧 & 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

     「 @ravusnightblossom​ sent :: 1. What inspired you to make/pick up this character? 」

My first time playing FFXV I absolutely adored Cindy. Yeah she was fanservice-y but she still carried all that intelligence and talent to get shit done AND she was so clever in the way she brushed off the occasional, wannabe slick, advances.

     ..... and then square just let all that potential fall through their fingers. 

so naturally I went a lurking through the wikis and during that time, a wonderful happenstance, my lovely, amazingly awesome friends, my Borderlands fam, my Goochie Gang ( yes i’m gonna be sappy cause u know who u are ) were writing the chocobros and naturally I was just OuO so that’s really what ultimately sealed the deal. But ever since then ( even with my inactive gap ) I’ve kinda clung onto her trying to fill the plot holes give her the appreciation and credit she DESERVES XD and honestly she just became like my comfort muse who I thoroughly enjoy writing.  

[chocochar]

ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ? | ᴅᴀʙɪ/ᴛᴏᴜʏᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ᴘᴀʀᴛ 5: ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ 1

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Valentine’s Special | Part 6: TBA

(AN: Sorry this took a few days, life kicked me in the backside but hey new part!

Part 6 may come by tomorrow or Sunday, depends, but as I've (I think??) mentioned before I have this fairly planned out already so updates I'm going to try to stay up on! ouo 

A warning, I've said before too that this doesn't fully follow canon, like... Very much at all. XD So I'm sorry if things are different from anything canon, it's going to start deriving from canon in a few parts from now so this a quick warning about that. But this fic has a happy end, I've already planned out! 

Anyways, enough of my rambling, let's hop in yeah?)

[(F/n)'s POV]

        I have so many thoughts running through my mind about all of this. Already my brain was wrapped about Touya turning up and finding out who he became, but now thinking about him helping Kaoru train with me supervising... I don't know why my head won't stop running in circles around these thoughts.

        Driving to the training area I park, getting out with Kaoru whose arms hold a back pack, and I smile at my friend and work colleague, Ira-san whose hand I shake as I say,"Hey, thank you so much for this, Ira-san, it really means a lot."

        "No problem, no problem, y'know I'm always here to help you and this little guy," the older woman grins, ruffling Kaoru's crimson locks. He blushes in embarrassment but doesn't stop her, scratching his cheek. "Just head on in, I'm gonna head out since I have some cases to go over, so here." She hands me the keys, adding,"Please lock up when you leave. Oh, you mentioned that Todoroki kid was coming right?"

        "Not anymore, he, uh, got busy, so it'll just be me and Kaoru unless he shows up," I lie, my son glancing at me but not saying anything since he seems to understand why. Ira-san shrugs and holds up a thumbs up, giving Kaoru a tight hug before waving as she leaves. I wait for her car to drive off before turning to look at the training area. It isn't glamorous like some UA would have but I've seen inside, it works just as well. It's a large building, windows making up the roof although they're nearly impossible to see through, and the walls made up of metal plating. The area around the property is quite nice, and walking up to the door I hold it open for Kaoru before walking inside after him. The inside you walk right into the training area, which looks bigger inside than out; the floors and walls are matted, there are a few doors that hold an array of equipment to the left while to the right one door that takes you too a break room and a locker area. Next to the right door are buttons, most likely that bring out dummies, or possibly switch things in the room around.

        Telling Kaoru to go change into the training clothes he brought I head off to the back of the training room where another door is that leads to the back of the propety, where more training grounds are set up. I knock 3 times and wait, and when I hear 3 back I unlock and open the door, stepping back as Dabi steps in, dressed in a hoodie, instead of his coat along with a mask and sunglasses to hide his face. He lowers the mask and takes off the glasses to look at me.

        "I'm guessing your disguise worked?" I ask, shutting the door as he starts to take hoodie off too. I look away when his shirt raises as he does this, scratching my hot cheek and trying to pretend I didn't see his rather lean, scarred up torso.

        "A few people looked but I'm here, aren't I?" he replies, starting to walk over to the front of the area, his cerulean orbs taking everything in. 

        "True, Kaoru will be happy to see you," I say, walking beside him.

        "What about you?"

        "Huh?" I cock a brow, looking up at him puzzled and stopping when he does. He tilts his head slightly, his aloof expression never changing, as he asks,"Are you happy to see me?" I'm a bit taken back by this and my cheeks start to turn more red, coughing and averting my eyes while scratching the back of my head.

        "Of course, why wouldn't I be?" I say, before shaking my head and looking at him again, trying to hide the fact he flustered me a little there. "B-But only because of Kaoru getting help!" Judging by the twitch of the corners of his mouth I don't think he bought it completely, even if that is at least half the reason I'm glad he made it. He won't stop staring at me and I turn away, gesturing him to follow me as I say,"Anyways, I'll show you where everything is."

        My stupid heart won't shut up, which doesn't make any of this any better. While my brain keeps screaming at me reminding me he's a villain, a big time one, my heart seems to not care much about that; I... I can't still love him now, right? 10 years is a long time, but apparently not long enough to forget about the feelings you shared for someone, especially with all the other factors staring at you in the face.

        I gasp as I trip over a mat with the corner sticking out while so lost in my thoughts, and as I go to fall forward I feel an arm quickly wrap around my waist and I'm pulled back; my back presses against a bigger body, my eyes peering down noting the scarred up, stapled arm and hand looped around me, and I can feel the light air of his breath brushing my hair and ear. His grip doesn't loosen, and I can feel his intense gaze boring into me, and cautiously I bring my hands down to lightly touch his arm to finally feel the scars. It's definitely a strange sensation, the dry, cracked feeling of his incredibly sensitive skin, but I freeze realizing what I'm doing. Realizing the situation we're in. And my (eye color) eyes lift as I raise my head to find his face is close to mine and my heart starts thundering in my ears as for a split second... the scars disappear and his hair is red again and he looks just like Touya again from my memory. I have an idea flash through my mind, the urge to touch his face and even brush my lips on his, but it's gone as soon as it comes.

        His eyes leave mine to look up as the door leading to the break room and lockers opens and he lets me go, saying,"Be more careful." He starts walking over to Kaoru, whose eyes light up and he runs over excitedly to Dabi, while I stand there frozen in place. I bring my hand to my chest, my heart won't stop pounding and I take a deep breath in hopes of calming myself.

        I can't seem to wrap my head around what happened, or why he almost looked like he held... regret in his eyes.

[X][X][X]

        I watch the boys begin their training from my seat on a bench by the front doors, and it starts with Dabi saying,"Okay, show me what you can do right now."

        Kaoru swallows and turns away, taking a deep breath and lifting his hands. Immediately a force field starts growing directly in front of him; what stands out from my own are the obvious blue flames licking over the outside of it, and as he focuses on it it suddenly grows and he gasps, his hands now pressed against the outside. And he whimpers as his hands start getting burned, but he can't seem to stop it, like his mind has gone blank with him both trying to control it and endure the pain. I don't even have the chance to tell him to calm down as Dabi beats me to it, saying,"Kaoru, look at me."

        The moment he does Kaoru jolts and turns his head to meet his dad's eyes, clearly scared, but the force field immediately disappears. He looks surprised, although his hands hold burns already, but Dabi walks over to him and kneels, asking,"You looked kind of dazed there, was it hard finding the control over it?" Kaoru stares at his hands, nodding, meeting his dad's matching eyes.

        "Yeah, I get nervous whenever I get ready to use it so I think I panic when it starts to get bigger," my boy admits, scratching behind his head. Dabi doesn't say anything right away, looking around the room before his cerulean gaze returns to his 'mini me'.

        "Can you only do them close to you or can you make them further away?"

        "I-I don't think I've ever tried making any that were far away from me, maybe once but that's it," Kaoru admits, Dabi standing and his eyes trailing around the room again before he points to the right at a mat a few feet away from the two.

        "Focus your attention on that spot and try making one there," Dabi tells him, Kaoru looking confused.

        "Bu-But what if I can't?"

        "I'm guessing part of your ability to make them deals with concentrating on them, right? When you focus on a spot or someone you can probably make one where they're at, so just stare at that spot, forget that your mom and I are here, and make one even if it's small."

        Kaoru looks very wary about this, we tried once to train him a little to do that, but things didn't go well and Kaoru I think remembers this. Turning his attention to the mat Dabi was telling him to focus on he takes a deep breath again and stares at it. I stay as quiet as possible, same with Dabi, and slowly Kaoru raises one hand with the palm up; the force field he makes isn't huge, or even remotely big, but it does grow on the spot and I'm surprised at how much control he's in. 

        Dabi nods and taps his arm, Kaoru blinking out of it and lowering his hand, his eyes widening and the child looking shocked. Once he processes what just happened he grins wide and first looks at Dabi, exclaiming,"I, I did it!! I did it, a-and I wasn't even scared!!" before turning to me and asking,"Did you see, mom?"

        I smile and nod, excited for him as I say,"I did, dad's a good teacher, huh?"

        Kaoru nods before turning back to Dabi. The man still has his aloof expression but from where I'm sitting I see his eyes soften. I'm pretty sure by now I'm not just seeing things, right? 

        "Good job, 'mini me', now, let's go for something bigger," he tells Kaoru, who seems to not look bothered by the nickname and agrees, already in position to go again.

        An hour passes and the two have kept at it, Dabi showing example with his own fire how to stay in control and telling Kaoru where to make force fields as well as to imagine the size in his head (which works, Kaoru seems to have started figuring out how to make them bigger right off the bat without first going from small and growing it). Right now he can only do one, which is totally fine, as long as he can control just the one, and after another hour or two passes the two decide to call it a day since Kaoru is looking tired. Standing I make my way over to Dabi while our son goes to change, although I hesitate after what happened earlier. I tell my heart to cut it out in my head while my voice says,"That went fantastic, you're a pretty good teacher, you know that?"

        He cocks a brow and shrugs, running his fingers through his raven locks, responding,"I had my fair share of 'training', remember?"

        "True, but you were actually calm and even pretty patient with him," I counter, crossing my arms looking up at him. I smile, adding,"He learned quite a bit though with this alone, thank you, Tou-" I abruptly stop, clearing my throat.

        "... It's fine," he responds as I go to fix my slip.

        "What is?" I ask him, puzzled.

        "Calling me Touya, I guess if it's you... It's fine," he tells me, and my face slightly heats up. I nod, meeting his eyes and continuing,"Then thank you, Touya." It's weird, the feeling of that name slipping off my lips. It's been a long time since I've said it without feeling empty or sad. Instead I'm smiling warmly, and Dabi averts his gaze, turning his head away and rubbing his neck. If I didn't know him any better I'd say I caught pink dusting his cheeks, and when I try to look he keeps turning away.

        "Do you not like me saying your name, Touya?" I ask in a false innocent way, teasing him.

        "No, it's fine, so shut up and go get Kaoru," He snaps, a snicker I couldn't hold back escaping at how snippy he got all of a sudden.

        "Okay, Touya." I turn and go to Kaoru who walks out, who proceeds to ask,"Why is dad looking at you like that?"

        "He's just a grump," I answer, able to feel the glare digging holes into my back. "Anyways, you look pretty tired, you ready to go home?" He nods without hesitating, yawning and looking ready to lay down right there and sleep. Dabi comes over, already dressed in the hoodie, sunglasses, and mask, and kneeling he tells Kaoru,"Hop on my back."

        Kaoru, who doesn't look to think much about it, does as told and wrapping his arms around his dad's neck he hops onto the ravenette who wraps his arms under our son's legs and hoists him onto his back. He stands, ready to follow me out, but I quickly take a picture of the two together.

        "... What are you doing?"

        "Don't worry, you're disguised, it was too cute an opportunity to pass up," I grin, feeling his eyes narrow even if I can't see it, and turning I lead the way out. Making sure lock everything up I open the back car so Dabi can stick Kaoru in on the seat, the little red head having fallen asleep already. Shutting the door he faces me, and averting my gaze thinking about it I figure it won't hurt... For now, I'm still thinking things over. "Do you want to come back with us? I'm going to make lunch once Kaoru wakes back up since it's still early."

        He takes a minute to answer, I guess thinking about it, before saying,"I've got nothing else going on so I guess." 

        Getting in the car we start the drive back home.

[X][X][X]

        The drive back is fine, and passing the market I go and park, telling Dabi,"I'll be back in 5 minutes, just want to grab a couple things for lunch alright?" He shrugs, and heading in I start my shopping.

        The last thing I expect is to run into Natsuo, who calls,"(FFFF/nnnn)!" I turn surprised to see the college student running up to me, my normal response being a big grin and hugging him, but with what's been going on for some reason I feel like a deer caught in the headlights. It's not like he's aware of who's out in my car, so why I froze up I don't know. Luckily he doesn't notice, a regular big smile planted on his face and a basket of groceries looped on his arm. "Funny seeing you here, I was wondering if you shopped here!"

        "Huh? Oh, yeah, it's really close to my apartment, remember? I'm just down the street," I tell him, pointing the direction where my street is located. "What are you doing here?"

                "Fuyumi beat me at a game of rock, paper, scissors so I was the one sent to get groceries for dinner tonight. He'll be gone tonight and she invited me and Shouto home again, with him out on hero work tonight I took the chance. She said the one by your place has the freshest stuff so I kind of picked this one by chance, guess it paid off," he chuckles, scratching the back of his head. 

        "Yeah, this place is definitely one of the best when it comes to fresh produce," I say, for some reason still feeling weird. I shouldn't, or maybe it's guilt? That I know something very important he doesn't? 

        The two of us decide to stick together shopping, and when done I go to part ways but he asks,"Is chibi with you?" I nearly lie, the risk of him finding out really big, but given Dabi is disguised I could play things off.

        "Yeah, he's in the car sleeping, we just did some training so he's tired," I explain, the two of us heading for my car; my stomach feels like it's in knots with every step. What if Natsuo finds out? He's not an idiot, what if he sees through the disguise and finds out there's a villain in my car? 'Just act natural, (F/n), stay calm.' I manage to keep myself in check as well as trying not to consider the worst case scenarios.

        "Oh, did Shouto help him? Fuyumi mentioned something like that," He asks, looking curious. 

        "N-No, a friend of mine did," I tell him. "He learned quite a lot, though, he's now able to control it better." When we reach the car I put the bags in the back with Kaoru before waking the boy up. "Kaoru, Natsu-oji wants to say hi."

        I blinks his eyes open before sitting up, yawning but perking at seeing his uncle, who looks just as excited, saying,"Hey chibi, you look beat! Your mom just told me you got some training, is that right?"

        The moment I get into the driver's seat I can see how tense Dabi is, even though his disguise hides his emotions; I mouth,'Sorry, I ran into him.' and glance back at the two as they chat, Kaoru telling him about the way he used his quirk. Before he can say anymore, just in case, I say,"Yeah, he did really well! My friend... Yu really helped him out." I think of a fake name for Dabi, and Natsuo glances in past me at the male sitting beside me.

        "Wow, really?" the snowy haired student asks, smiling. I hide how stiff I feel well, as does Dabi, but I freeze when I see Natsuo slightly narrow his eyes and the smile drop. I can't tell if it's because of the disguise and how sketchy it kind of looks, or the two more troubling options: He can tell it's the League of Villains' Dabi, or he's wondering if it's Touya. The latter is the least likely, but he seems to be studying the other man. 

        Thinking fast I say,"He, uh, he has incredibly sensitive skin, can't go in the sun without covering up, y'know?" I look at Dabi for some sort of response and he nods, lowering his head more to hide his face more so than before. 

        "Huh, really? Well that's not good," Natsuo replies, and while he seems to believe us I can't help thinking he's not fully bought over.

        "Yeah. Um, well we better get going, Natsuo, tell everyone I said 'hi' and we'll come visit soon," I say as I start up my car.

        "Bye, Natsu-oji! Don't forget about my manga you borrowed!" Kaoru says from the back, Natsuo grinning and replying,"I know, I know, I didn't forget don't worry! I'm only like halfway done though!" He turns back to me and 'Yu' and adds,"Have a good day, you two, I'll see you all later."

        I say goodbye with a smile while Dabi nods, giving a small wave as we start to leave. Pulling out of the parking lot and reaching a red light after some driving I glance at Dabi, and I can tell he's still stiff. It was probably one of the last things he wanted, getting nearly exposed to his brother, and we luckily dodged that bullet, but he still seems to not be paying much attention too lost in thought. I decide to do something to try to calm him down; moving my hand over I gently rest it on his bigger one and I give it a light squeeze. His hand jolts and he turns his head my way suddenly. 

        "I remembered doing this a lot back then, letting you hold my hand or hug me when something was bothering you, so after seeing Natsuo, if you need it you can hold my hand if it'll help you calm down," I explain, noting he was just sitting there, maybe trying to process it. Even before we got together, when we became really good friends I'd do this and hold him when he was stressed or just all in all having a bad time. But maybe now he may not be okay with that... I start to remove my hand, saying,"I-If you'd prefer not to then it's okay-" But I close my mouth when his hand suddenly latches onto mine and squeezes it, my eyes glancing at him surprised; the hold is strong and tight, it hurts a little but I don't try to stop it, instead continuing to drive and only pulling my hand away when needed.

(AN: I'm trying to slip in those Dabi x (F/n) moments subtly for now, they'll get more frequent as the fic goes on along with more father son bonding moments! ouo 

I hope you guys are enjoying this so far, part 6 should be up within a few days ( *’ω’* ) 

Let me know what you think? Thank you to everyone reading!)

[renniecirque]

🌹🍄🍁🍂💐🌼 For Rennie ouo) + plz 💫🌠💦 And this this for you www I hope this is ok- Ah and if Rennie like hug, can I hug his ;7;)????

[ waaa thank you so much this was a lot of fun!!! And of course you can hug him!!! Just be prepared to pay up with an iced coffee in return, hehe~ ]

🌹 :  While Rennie would obviously consider his little hut in the forest his Home, he was surprised to learn simply being at NRC felt the most comfortable long-term. The Valley of Thorns still holds a lot of conflicting memories for him and he finds simply being at school, surrounded by friends and his fellow magicians makes him feel more like himself than being reminded of the ongoing tension in his world. While Rennie is a very big family person and cares for each very deeply, his older brother Brier is easily that person that makes him feel safe and at home. Home to Rennie is a warm, welcoming environment free of woe and filled with the people who will stick by your side. 🍄 : If his iced coffee doesn’t count as a snack, Rennie also enjoys baked sweets and chilled treats like ice cream- even if it makes his fangs hurt haha! His comfort food is his family’s herb stew, made with the fresh produce gathered from outside their home. Rennie sadly isn’t the best cook but he can manage making soups, noodle dishes, and eggs. Anything he can throw into a cauldron and forget about for a few hours, he’d say! He wants to get better at baking but his attention span often leads to kitchen accidents...much to his mother’s dismay for raising a well-rounded magician. 🍁 :  If the halls of Diasomnia’s dorm aren’t quiet, Rennie is often found looking for any sort of foliage/garden to relax at. Being around nature and embracing the cool air always did wonders for Rennie’s peace of mind. While not located at NRC, Rennie has a spot in the Valley just past the river that he has claimed as his own. It’s surrounded in thick brush, vines, and the echoing sound of the waterfall in the distance. He likes to bring his basket full of tomes and music to chill alone with the animals. ---- more under read more! -----

🍂 :  Rennie is very peculiar when it comes to affection. He will gladly give it to others of his own accord- very excitedly. However, receiving it back from people he doesn’t trust can often put him on edge. Even then, his affection simply involves hugs, hand holding and resting his head on their shoulder. Humans are a very special case though where he would loudly hum that a hug from him would surely snap them in half- hinting of his wary emotions involving humans. 💐 :  Gosh Rennie is a mess hahaha. While having days to rest in bed are great, all the icky feelings that come with being sick or injured are not fun. In the first few weeks joining Magift club, Rennie got knocked unconscious by a thrown disc during a match and had to spend a few days in the infirmary- much to his frustration. While he LOVES being doted on, he does it in the most gremlin and teasing of ways. Playing up his act to 100, whining and reaching out to whoever is caring with him with the puppy eyes until he gets what he wants. Always with a laugh. He’ll milk it for all it’s worth, though of course thank them for their care. Rennie is a pretty good caretaker, used to caring for his baby sister when he’s home from school after all! Just don’t expect food besides soup or noodles. Anything more and you may be welcomed with something inedible. 🌼 :�� Rennie is still in development so he hasn’t had much time meeting others but his best friend is my friend’s oc, Cyril! We’re still working out some background info but for now we seem to agree they met at their entrance ceremony. Rennie is very good at perceiving vibes and intentions from others and something about Cyril seemed to click with him. He was disappointed when Cyril was not only sorted into Octavinelle but also realized they weren’t in the same class. They’re both people who can be perceived as sweet but with a dangerous side to them after all. uHHHHHH I have NO idea probably not though they’re chill being besties kdfjgdfj. Rennie looks for someone who is true to themselves, willing to put up a fight when things happen. Someone who respects his past and his feelings involving the Valley and why he wants to become a strong magician. Someone who can put up with his trickster side too. 💫:  Definitely his past lore! I got to use my love for Grimm fairytales to make it close to the original tale. The briar thorns in old versions shielded the princess for 100 years- only blooming to beautiful roses on that fateful night to welcome the final prince into her resting place. I wanted the three siblings to represent the changes in the Briar during the curse. Brier the more fearsome, dangerous beginning. Rennie was the protector, entrapping the other knights and princes who tried to invade their domain, and Folia the beautiful new beginning as the Roses. My personal headcanon is young fae are susceptible to uncontrollable magic as they’re maturing and learning- especially their unique magic. Rennie’s, or rather at this time ‘Thorne’s was prone to causing very strong hallucinations. Ones he would use to weave perfect playtime scenarios with the human friends he had. But that day, play went too far and the human child got severely injured due to not perceiving reality as it was. Humans thought he deliberately hurt the child- adding fire to the growing fire of humans fearing Faes for their magical abilities. Brier took the brunt of the rage, shielding Thorne from their curses. Brier’s words about the ancient princess’ tale they were named after still rings heavy in his head even as he separated himself from that name for his sanity. “Humans perceived the briar as disgusting, evil plants that trapped the princess and her kingdom. However, did they not shield them for 100 years, protecting their bodies until the curse was lifted? Humans fear that they don’t understand. I feel the Great Thorn Witch also grew resentful of their hatred for our kind.” 🌠:  I rate Rennie 8-10 BABY!!! He is definitely a cutie but he can hold his own and definitely has his strength. You don’t want to mess with him but if you’re nice, he’s a sweetie 💦 :   HAHAHAHA THE PAST. WITH HIS NAME. its really messed up to tie into the human/fae distrust lore we know Valley of Thorns already has. Sorry Rennie you just needed a sad plot point for good measure.