#YOU JUST MIXED TOGETHER TWO THINGS I AM ALREADY VERY EXCITED BY THANK YOU FOR OPENING MY EYES

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okay this is such a weird question but like what is a dangerous scent? Because when i’m in heat i feel like a black widow omega hybrid thing that makes nests and lies there in waiting for an alpha to be lured in where i can keep them trapped and well yk it’s a heat for a reason. But it’s not like normal nesting for me it’s “i’m a dangerous creature that waits for my prey to come and find me through my pretty scent and deceptively comfortable nest”. Idk if this is normal behaviour for an omega at all but recently i just feel so feral like i’m about to kidnap some poor alpha and keep them in my nest forever 😭😭 ANYWAY back on to the question, i need a scent that rings danger. Right now my scent if fairly sweet and it works for everyday but when im in heat and in these moods i want another scent that like indicates other omegas to back tf off and i want to feel dangerous yk? sorry this is probs such a strange question hahaha

OK FIRST OFF!!!!! THAT IS A CONCEPT THAT GOES SO HARD AND I AM IN LOVE WITH IT!!!!!!!! I have never understood an assignment more clearly in my LIFE; I am FERAL about this concept.

Ok!!!! That being said, we have a lot of options to play with.

The first thing I thought of was keeping your original scent but adding something like capsaicin or menthol to your scent AKA things that don't necessarily have a smell, but will certainly affect people's senses.

I also did an rudimentary Google to get a vibe of what spiders smell like. A couple different sites mentioned acetic acid, which breaks down insect bodies. Acetic acid is basically vinegar. So, it's not so much of a luring thing, but it definitely would be indicative of danger.

That being said, capsaicin, menthol, or vinegar aren't the most appealing scents, and actually trying to make/find those scents as a wearable perfume might prove difficult. So! May I also suggest pushing the sweet elements of your existing scent to the extreme? Your everyday scent can be used as the dangerous lure and no one would ever suspect it!!!! You catch more flies with honey than vinegar (albeit figuratively) after all! Does this idea underplay the danger element in practice? Yeah..... but, it'd also probably be the kindest one to implement in real life, haha.

If all of those options sounded really unappealing, you can also try a dusty/musky scent? I've seen some people go with that for a hunter vibe.

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The Late, Late Show Take-Over | myg

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plot | that time in december where popstar!yn takes over the late, late show along with her band to celebrate her ep's release. (alternative plot: that time yn interviewed her bassist, yoongi live)

w.c | 5.2K

pairing | bass guitarist!yoongi x popstar!reader, a little harry styles x popstar!reader there hehe

genre | fluff, enemies to lovers, popstar x bassist

note | set in december, so a lot of holiday references there. also, think of the show as a mix of every American talk show haha i'll be mixing up segments.

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@.harryspotted: harry is seen by some fans in a cafe in nyc

@.harryfan1: i think the rumors are true! harry might be guesting on the late late show tonight

@.harryfan2: omg new ynharry content after nine years????

@.ynthepopicon: @.YNOfficial please confirm don’t give us false hopes queen

YN cannot help but smile at the posts she reads on Twitter as she runs on the treadmill for a quick morning workout before her busy day. After two weeks of working on it, today is the day she will be releasing her anticipated holiday EP. And along with that, YN will be taking over The Late Late Show to create more buzz.

So after her last show in Philly, she went straight to her ride to New York and immediately sent into a quick one-hour meeting with the producers and writers of the show. It was hectic. YN admittedly didn't remember anything after that meeting and was just glad to be back on a bed in her hotel room at 1:00 AM.

Then she got up at six for her morning routine, which included this little workout.

"Thought Harry is still in LA at this time?" you turned to Cal, who was running next to you.

"I thought so too. I guess he's excited to see you again." she teased while heaving.

You chuckled, shaking your head. It was never confirmed if you and Harry Styles ever had a romantic relationship. But back in your younger years, you two were often photographed together at various events and places. He was still in a boyband at that time while you were just a starting artist. The photographs and clips lasted for only a few months and were never brought publicly by you or Harry. Some fans think that maybe you two really had a thing, but a few believe it's probably just something PR for your then-small career.

You were enjoying the tweets of anticipation for your show tonight when a few tweets made you stop scrolling. Turning to Cal once again, you tapped her arm and made her read the tweets.

@.ynfan123: i think we should petition for a yoongi interview tonight. even a very short one

@.ynfan456: we need to hear his voice atp

@.ynfan789: he's the only one in the band who wont get into ig live

@.ynisontour: WE!!! NEED!!! YOONGI!!! TO!!! SAY!!! SOMETHING!!!

“So have yourself a merry little Christmas now…”

Singing the last line of the song she will be performing later, YN finds herself laying her back down on the stage of The Late Late Show studio. It’s only nine in the morning and she is already thinking of her hotel bed and comfy weighted blanket wrapped around her. She has been rehearsing for her hosting stint for tonight for almost two hours now, wanting to make sure everything will be perfect later.

You were so ready to give up on the heaviness of your eyelids when you felt Cal’s shadow hovering over you. You squint your eyes.

“Is a break possible?” the tired singer asked.

Your assistant and also manager offered her hand, helping you get up, “Of course. But you need to get back in an hour for a meeting with Paul to finalize your wardrobe."

"Okay, thank you. I need to get coffee or maybe just take some air outside." you sighed.

Luckily, one of the band members heard you. Noah joined your and Cal's conversation.

"We're getting coffee too. Fred's taking us to his favorite cafe here, you should join!" He grinned.

You smiled and turned to Cal as if she were your mother and you were asking for permission. Normally, just to be careful, she will come with you or make you have your own bodyguard, especially since you're currently in the Big Apple. But knowing that you have the band around you, Cal nodded her head. You smiled even wider as Noah pulled you along with him after you got your small bag.

“I swear, you’ll thank me the moment you get a sip of their latte.”

Fred was in the middle of telling Akio something when you and Noah joined them, waiting for an elevator. Yoongi was quiet next to them, in his usual blank expression. He didn’t even say anything when you stood next to him, never a small talker. Crossing your arms over your chest, you pursed your lips, contemplating if you should greet him or something. Because it felt like there was this big ice in this a foot of distance between you and Yoongi. It’s weird as if you haven’t slept on his bed nights ago or stayed up all night making music together. 

“Oops, I’m sorry.”

The silence was broken down when Noah cleared his throat and accidentally hit your sides with his hips, making you lose balance and fall into your bassist who was quick to catch you. Instinctively, his hands were on your waist while you turned your head to him with wide eyes from surprise at Noah’s action. You looked up at Yoongi, not realizing how close his face was to yours. For a moment, Fred and Akio’s chatter faded into an inaudible muffle and everything in the background was blurry and his face was the only thing that was sharp in your sight. Your breath hitched, there was something in your throat when your eyes met. Yours was still surprised while he was calm. Everything felt like a slo-mo.

“You okay?”

And Yoongi was the first to talk. You wished you were as relaxed as him in everything. The moment you realized you were staring, you immediately got back to your feet and removed his hands from your waist, which made Yoongi raise his brow and step back.

“I’m sorry-”

“No, no. It’s fine.” You cut him off, still panicking with that quick but also slow feeling you felt. What the fuck is that? “I-I think I’m just having a long morning.”

You’re stuttering and you don’t like it. As you question yourself internally, all Yoongi can see is you looking away with a confused look on your face. Your eyebrows are scrunched together while chewing on your lower lip, it’s turning white. He looked away, smiling at something else.

Suddenly, there is a high-pitched ‘ding’ when the elevator finally arrives empty. You don’t know what the fuck happened because you ended up behind Fred, Akio, and Noah while Yoongi stood next to you. They seemed like walls, hiding you and your bassist, as they chatted about something. You gulped, feeling obligated now to break the silence between you and Yoongi.

“So… is this your first late-night show gig?” you asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Nope.” he replied, popping that ‘p’ with his answer. “You?”

“Oh, uhm… Not my first time, I guest on them every time I’m promoting something. But this is my first time hosting.” you replied with a tight smile at the end.

He hummed, nodding. He seemed uninterested, you thought. So you just hummed too, looking away. The elevator stopped and the doors slid open. It’s still not your floor, but another smaller group gets in, making your human walls make more space for the others while you step closer to Yoongi. Was it too close? Because his crisp, earthy fragrance smells so good and you wanted to ask what perfume is it, but it will just probably feed his ego. You hate it– not the scent. But the way you’ve been feeling right now. You’re probably just tired. You nodded at that. Yeah, that’s probably the only right answer to why are you feeling this weird around him.

“I think there are paparazzi outside,” Akio said, looking back to you, when you finally got out of the elevator and were about to walk out the building.

You sighed, “Of course, there are. It’s fine. How about you guys? You’re okay with being papped?”

There’s a collective ‘it’s fine’ and ‘I don’t care’ from the band, making you smile. Without talking about it, Akio and Noah stood on each of your sides. While Yoongi and Fred talked in front of you. This way, your band acted like a great wall around you. Yes, the paparazzi still caught you in your matching large sweatshirt and pants. But they only got small glimpses of you having conversations with your friends. You waved at some fans outside the building, waiting for their tickets for tonight’s show. But didn’t stop for any photo.

“Oh my god! Is it true? Harry’s guesting?” a fan asked and squealed when you simply winked at her direction.

As you and your group walked away, Noah asked, “Were you and Harry really a thing?”

You chuckled, “Maybe you’ll know later.”

“Oh my god, I cannot believe I’ll see him up close later. I used to be like the biggest Directioner in my whole class in eighth grade.” Akio fangirled.

“Yoongi used to work with him! Aren’t you?” Fred brought up, nudging him.

“Yep, for his first two albums,” he replied casually.

“Wasn’t there a rumor that few of his songs in his first album were about YN?!” Akio giggled. “Is that true?”

Oh, you know about those rumors and you definitely heard the songs, even those from their band’s last album. You don’t know if Yoongi worked on them too. But the moment you two locked eyes for a few seconds after Akio asked that, you figured maybe he does know something about that, even though he’s a little hard to read.

But he simply shrugged, “I don’t know.”

“Didn’t know you were seeing my mate, Yoongi, like that.”

After rehearsing and meetings, you still found time to catch up with an old friend. You sat across him in one of the coziest and lowkey restaurants in the city. You two were already past the greetings and had been enjoying your lunch for almost twenty minutes when he brought that up.

Your head tilted slightly, “I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about, H.”

Harry chuckled, a dimple appearing on his cheek, before showing you a screenshot of an article on his phone, “It’s all over the internet. A friend sent me this earlier because they know I worked with Yoongi and I’m in New York for your show.”

The article was just a malicious rumor based on the paparazzi photos taken earlier today when you were getting coffee with the band.

“’M just messin’ with you, angel. I think I’m usually the first one to know if something’s just a rumor.” Harry laughed. 

With how many relationships he had, real and fake, you know Harry would be the first one to recognize a rumor. He basically grew up in the industry and even though you two broke up years ago, Harry is usually the first one to contact you every time he sees crazy, untrue news about you just to tease you about it.

“But you do seem a bit flustered being linked with him,” he whispered before sipping his red wine.

“What?! No, I’m not– We actually hate each other.” you exhaled. Your voice unconsciously got higher when you said that.

He still has the stupid smirk on his face when he puts down his glass, “Easy there, angel. No need to get all fiery. Your nose is doing that little flare thing again.”

You paused as your hands held your nose as if it would do anything, “What?”

“I’ve mentioned before, haven’t I? When you’re fibbing, your cute nose gives you away,” he said in a matter-of-fact tone like everyone knows that. “Quit with the pout, angel. You’re far too cute to pull that off.”

He winked with a cheeky grin, making you roll your eyes. You two were always flirty with each other just for funsies, so you don’t really mind his little nickname for you that started when you two were dating or even the little teasings. Just like now, when he reached out just to pinch your nose softly.

“I’m just worried about being linked to him, H. I don’t want any more drama in my life.” you shared.

“What are you worried about, angel? I know Yoongi, he’s a good guy. Unlike that idiot you dated for–”

“Not that! I’m not saying I am interested in dating him. I’m just worried about being linked to him because– Isn’t he dating anyone?” you asked him as Yoongi mentioned his fiancee a couple of times ago. 

“I don’t know.” his voice trailed off as he thinks. “But I was really keen to have him on my last tour, but his fiancee was not a fan of a long-distance thing.”

“See?! That’s why I hate being linked to him like that. Don’t want to be labeled as a homewrecker like that.” 

This time, you took a subtle jab at him before sipping in your glass just to hide the small smile. You see him squint his eyes at you, picking up that small reference you made with one of his recent relationships.

“Alright, angel. No need to air out my dirty laundry… Moving on!”

The rest of your day got more hectic. More rehearsals, more meetings, and you even filmed more promotional materials for social media alone and with your guests: two for Harry and a few with the band. There was an online poll posted online for whom band member your audience wants you to interview and of course, your co-producer of your recent EP. The other band members were relieved to hear that as they were really rooting for Yoongi to be the one to take it for the team.

“Go on. You are the spokesperson of the band.” Akio encouraged him as they stayed in their dressing room.

“Since when?” Yoongi asked, and the rest of the band laughed. “I am the quietest one here. It will make more sense if Noah shows up.”

“No, you are the fan favorite, so you need to show up!” Noah laughed, enjoying the moment.

Fred joins in, “Plus you are a producer in her EP. So it will make more sense if you talk tonight.”

Yoongi knew they were right, so he begrudgingly said yes when the producers asked him for his appearance tonight as your second guest. They told him that it would only be a ten-minute interview, making Yoongi wonder what you two could talk about since you two were pretty awkward earlier while waiting for the elevator. It’s ironic to have him on a talk show when he does not really talk much. He doesn’t think he is as interesting as your other guest.

At exactly 11:30 PM, the show began. A pre-recorded skit earlier was shown on television screens as your cold open. You were seen hailing a famous New York yellow cab, in your off-shoulder, fur-hemmed, velvet, red mini dress with matching long gloves. Bringing out your compact mirror, you swiped your red lipstick over your lips. The cab driver’s eyes were shot looking at you through the rearview mirror and then to the road. Back and forth.

You looked back at him, “Eyes on the road, please! Got a schedule to catch on here, sir.”

Flustered, the cab driver, an actor, nodded. Then suddenly, the cab unexpectedly stopped because of the long, noisy traffic ahead of you. You looked at the camera and rolled your eyes.

“Of course, it’s my [redacted] worst enemy. [redacted] traffic,” you spoke. The curse words were redacted hilariously, making your audience laugh. You poked your head outside the open car window, “Can we go one, please?! I have a show to host tonight!”

The next scene is you running into the building. A guard stops you for an ID, but you don’t get one.

“I’m taking over Max River’s show tonight! I’m YN.” 

The guard was unbothered. In his deep voice, he says, “Yeah, sure, and I’m Marcello Hernandez. Whatever. Please leave the building if you cannot bring out any identification card, ma’am.”

You bit your lower lip as you felt helpless and hurried, looking around. That’s when someone showed up to distract the guard. Your studio audience screamed when they recognized who it was.

“Oh, hey, Johnny!” Harry greeted the guard, pulling him in for a bro hug.

You took the opportunity and ran away. The elevator dinged and you immediately speed-walk in the long carpeted hallway of the floor. Various crew members greet you, fist-bumping you, and instructing you until you stand in front of the high curtains. 

A familiar crew of the show handed you your microphone, “Good luck, YN.”

The live studio audience applauds as the curtain slowly opens, showing you in the same red dress. The band began playing the instrumentals for one of your new songs. You sang A Nonsense Christmas with your dancers in the background. After that, your audience cheered as you moved to the short monologue.

“Good evening, everyone! Welcome to the Late, Late Show– Or dare I say, Welcome to the Late, Late Holiday Show with yours truly.” you smiled as your fans clapped. "Also, The Roots are on their holiday break. So, please welcome my amazing band! Akio on keyboards! Noah on guitar! Fred on drums! And of course, Yoongi on bass guitar!" The audience cheered on every member you introduced and of course, someone got a noticeable, louder cheers. “How are we feeling tonight?” 

“So… Max Rivers really thought it was a festive idea to make me his holiday episode’s host. He probably hasn’t seen my shows recently.”

The audience laughed, knowing that you were talking about the negative reviews you’ve been getting from conservatives who saw some short clips from your show. Some people just won’t stop complaining about how your concert shows are not “family-friendly” and “too sexual”, as if you promoted it that way. You didn’t. You were literally wearing an almost-lingerie in your photoshoot for the tour as part of the concept you were aiming for.

“Anyway, my holiday EP, Midnight Mistletoe, was just released last night.” you grinned at the positive response. “And let’s be honest, I am here to plug it and make sure you all will hear about it all night.” They laughed. You turned to the other camera. “Midnight Mistletoe, out now. Available in whatever your streaming app is.” You winked as they laughed harder.

“Christmas is in a few days and all I can feel is everyone’s holiday joy. And this season is all about giving, isn’t it?” your audience agreed. “So lemme give the internet a lot to talk about tonight.” 

Smirking, you continued, “Yes, it’s true. I am single.” your fans cheered. “Critics and some of my fans say it’s the best holiday miracle they’ve seen these last few years.” the audience laughed, letting everyone know that you are aware of your fans’ negative feelings about your ex back then you were still dating him on and off.  

“Speaking of miracles, it’s a miracle that I’m still here, considering the amount of accidents I had in my tour these last few months.” On cue, the screens show a quick compilation of your mini slips and falls during your shows. “Looking like a little reindeer on ice over there.” The audience laughed. 

“But hey, if I can survive a breakup, go on tour, and release a holiday EP, maybe I can be a great host for you guys tonight. Am I right?” everyone cheered. “So, buckle up! Grab your eggnog, and let’s make this night something festive to remember!”

After a five-minute commercial, the show is back and you are now sitting at the iconic late-night show desk, ready to introduce your first guest, “So our first guest for tonight is a three-time Grammy Award winner and a member of one of the most successful bands in the world. He is no stranger to generating headlines and making everyone’s hearts race with his voice and looks. He’s one of my best friends in the world, the one and only, Harry Styles!”

The fans’ reactions were loud, eating up the jazzy instrumental of ‘As It Was’ your band was playing. You stood up to greet your friend, who‘s wearing a green Gucci suit, as he walked out the curtains, running straight to your open arms. Unexpectedly, he picked you up and spun you around. You laughed, holding down the back of your dress’s skirt.

“Hello, everyone.” he waved at the audience, whose response was roaring in the studio. He sat on the sofa while you sat back on your chair. “Hi, YN.”

“Hello, Harry. Welcome to the show!” you smiled even though tonight’s conversation felt a little less casual with how you two don’t address each other with your nicknames. “It’s so nice to finally see you again after our break up ten years ago.”

Caught off guard, he choked, then laughed along with the audience at your sarcastic statement, “I know, it’s been so long. It was so hard to look you in the eye again after our long and tumultuous one-month affair.”

He was quick to join you in your sarcasm. In public, they only knew about you and Harry going out for a month. But only a few people around you know that the public caught up late and you went out for almost a year after a paparazzi caught you two leaving the hotel his band was staying at during their show in LA years ago.

“Glad you moved on from me, bud.” you patted his shoulders and he nodded, chuckling. 

The audience laughed, loving the chemistry between you and Harry. The conversation went on as you asked him about his plans and preparations for the holidays. He talked about going back home to celebrate with his mother and you shared a memory you have with his mom, subtly letting people know that you met his family before. You asked him about his next album, which he coyly dodged since he still hasn’t shared anything about it. You called him on that, making him laugh.

After the interview segment and another commercial break, you and Harry sat across each other with a round table in between. Five couples of shot glasses on it, each filled with identical liquids, but definitely have a different taste. 

“So this game is basically, a person will pick two identical-looking drinks here and choose what to give the other. Then, we will pick a card that would have a question that we need to answer. If the other person refuses to answer, they would have to take a shot or sip of their drink. For example, this one might be a shot of vodka or vinegar.” you pointed out to some glasses. Your audience reacted enthusiastically. 

You turned to Harry, “Are you ready?”

He rubbed his hands together, “I sure am.”

“Okay, let’s start.”

You picked out the creamy white liquids you had your eyes on, putting one of the shot glasses in front of him. The band plays some thrilling music before you read the question, laughing.

“Each of the members of your group, One Direction, has released their solo music. Rank each album from–”

You didn’t even have to finish the question as Harry immediately reached for the shot glass and took a shot from it. He grimaced after putting it down, “Bloody hell! What is that?”

“The producers are saying that it’s tartar sauce.” you laughed while your audience shared their disgusted reaction. “The other one is a milkshake.”

Harry wiped his tongue and reached for the glass of water before picking your drinks. He picked the clear liquids, which you hope to be just tequila rather than vinegar.

“Okay, I like this question.” he chuckled as he read the cards. “Almost every show of your tour, you invite one of your band members on stage for a quick cameo on one of your performances. Who is your least favorite among them?”

You looked back at your band like you were really thinking about the answer. The band playfully waved at you except Yoongi who just gave you a single nod. He knew that he was probably the answer, but he didn’t really care. But you surprised him when you turned around to Harry and took a shot of what ended up to be– Thankfully, tequila. Based on your reaction, Harry immediately handed you a plate of sliced lime to mellow out the burn in your throat.

“Thank you,” you replied, making the audience laugh at your hoarse voice. After drinking some water, you spoke again, “Whoo! That was good.”

During the commercial break, Yoongi was asked to go backstage to prepare for his appearance. His more subtle and all-black outfit was changed into a more formal light brown suit from Valentino that Paul pulled for him. He was instructed on how the segment would go, but it all sounded mixed up to him with how hectic everything was. How do you even do this?

A staff member assisted him behind the curtains, “Five, four, three, two, one. Okay. Good luck, come out the curtains!”

Yoongi followed, immediately feeling the spotlight on him. His eyebrows shoot up with the unexpected reaction he got from the audience, he cannot even hear what song the band is playing. He almost froze on the spot until you showed up, smiling before pulling in for a simple cheek-to-cheek, strangely relaxing at the familiar scent of your perfume. He felt like walking on clouds as he made his way to the sofa.

“Hello, Yoongi. Glad to have you here on the show.” you began and that was the nicest thing you ever said to him, he thinks.

“Thank you, so excited to be here,” he said, trying to match the energy.

“That’s nice. So, it’s been a wild year for you, isn’t it? You mentioned before that it’s your first time going on tour. How is the experience now that you are part of the live band?”

“Uhm, it’s been pretty great. I like going around places and Fred, who’s right there, really knows a lot of places to eat to. So I’m glad I joined in.” he replied.

Without any thinking, you let your mouth speak, “And what it’s like working with me?” 

The audience laughed, thinking that you were just in character as a proud boss, but you were really curious and didn’t think about it. As soon as you realized that, you played it off, saying, “You know, working with one of the greatest popstars like me?”

He smirked, “It’s actually great too, except when you’re feeling moody. But we make a great team, I guess.”

There’s a small banter forming and the audience laughs it off, enjoying what’s happening. 

“A great team that we managed to work together for this EP alone! I really thought we would strangle each other at some point in making these songs.” you sarcastically said, making everyone laugh even Yoongi. “Moving on… Was it true that you gained almost a million followers after joining the tour?"

"Yep." Yoongi nodded. “In my first show, I got almost a hundred thousand new followers and I panicked seeing it.”

"I can imagine. I, too, will be scared if I see my notifications like that. Social media is scary.” you chuckled. “And what did your girlfriend say about it? I mean, it must have been crazy to think your partner suddenly became famous like that."

Yoongi stopped like he was trying to process your question. He thought you knew. But knowing this is national television, he has to clear up that fact for the sake of himself and his ex who is now pregnant and getting married to someone else.

"Actually, I am single, YN," he admitted, lips forming into a tight smile.

Oh. Did they break up? You wondered as you felt yourself sinking to your seat while blood came rushing to your cheeks. Okay, this is awkward. You looked at the camera, too embarrassed to look at your bass guitarist.

"Okay, you heard that, people. My bass guitarist is currently on the market!" You played it off successfully. Your audience cheered. "His personal phone number is currently posted on your screens so you can call him with your thirstiest thoughts."

You were satisfied to see a hint of panic on his usual blank face, continuing, "No, of course, I'm kidding! Just send him a text, he hates calls. Classic introvert, am I right?"

The audience and even the band laughed and you mentally pat yourself on the back for saving what could have been an awkward scenario. You went on asking him about his involvement with your EP and brought up his past collaboration with your first guest. For the first time ever, you heard him speak about his past works, mentioning how creative and kind Harry is. Then, there was a very short game.

“Okay, this is the box of questions.” you tapped your nails rhythmically to the metallic blue box you got under the table. “Our studio audience wrote out some questions for me and you.”

“Will there be punishments?” Yoongi asked.

You grinned, “No, but I can ask the producers to bring back the drinks we had earlier.”

The audience laughed. Yoongi shook his head, and you giggled, “Don’t worry, we will pick out just three easy ones.”

You were the first one to read, “Okay, for the band, what is your favorite song to perform on the tour with YN.”

The rest of the band members are in their spots with their own microphones. Noah replied with Juno, even teasing a pose, which made the audience cheer. Akio answered Bed Chem and Fred chose Greedy. Yoongi replied with Juno too.

“I think we know why,” you winked, teasing him.

Yoongi looked away and drew out a question. He smirked when he read it, “YN, who’s your favorite band member and why is it Yoongi?”

The audience screamed in delight as your eyes widened, “Does it say that? I don’t have favorites!”

Yoongi laughs as he shows you the paper, proving that he is not lying. You turned to the band, “I don’t play favorites, right? I’ve been very fair.”

Seeing your flustered reaction, the band enjoyed it and replied almost in unison that the audience laughed. “You do!”

The show ended with another performance from a song that is in Midnight Mistletoe. Harry Styles showed up once again in the end, standing next to you. The band also stood on the other side, with Yoongi being nearest to you. You began your closing remarks,

“Thank you so much to Max Rivers, the crew, and the staff of The Late, Late Show for letting me host tonight! Thank you to my special guest, Harry Styles…” you turned to him and he squeezed you in for a side hug. “And my lovely bassist, Yoongi!” he smiled. “And to my wonderful band, Akio, Fred, and Noah. Also, to my dancers. Thank you so, so much.”

“And to you guys, for watching the show, thank you so much.” you were so happy and grateful, you felt like crying. “The holidays are always about love, joy, and laughter. I hope I delivered that tonight. Happy holidays! Good night!”

Fake snow falls from above as you waved goodbye. While the credits rolled in, you were seen hugging Harry once again before moving to Yoongi, who hugged you back. It was quick but fans still managed to notice it. You moved to the band members while Yoongi and Harry were seen shaking hands and chatting before the screen dimmed down.

note | was crying because i accidentally deleted half of this drabble and can't recover it. but thankfully, still had the energy to rewrite it. thank you so much to those who sent in their questions, sorry I didn't get to put them all :(( thank u so much for reading! hope you loved it as much as I did. there will be an after-party btw ;)

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[alotofpockets]

Mini mate | Katie McCabe x Reader

Part of the Mini Mate Universe

Summary: Katie meets your kid for the first time, and they have an instant connection.

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You were falling for Katie more and more after every date you had been on together. Besides her busy schedule, and your life with a toddler, you have managed to go on quite a few dates over the past two months. When you told her you had a child, and wanted to take things slow, she understood and respected that right away. Overall Katie had been great, and you loved the time you got to spend together.

Today you were out for lunch with your now girlfriend of a week, while your next door neighbour watched your son. Being a single mother, without any support from your family was hard in the beginning, but when Linda from next door had found out you were raising your boy alone, she had offered to watch him as often as she could. She was retired, and loved children. You had found a quick friend in the older woman, and honestly she was a lifesaver. 

You were a couple bites into your lunch when your phone rang, you looked down at the screen and saw your neighbour's name on the screen. “I’m sorry, I have to take this. It could be about Jake.” Katie nods, “Yeah, of course.” You pick up the call, “Hi Linda, is everything okay?” On the other side of the line Linda responds, “Yes dear, little Jakey is doing just fine, don’t you worry. It’s just that I am afraid that I have double booked myself sweetheart, I have to be somewhere in half an hour, and I’m afraid I can’t take him with me.” You relax your shoulders when you realise that your son is alright. “Alright, I will be right there then. Thank you for calling.” Katie had already flagged down a waiter to pack your food as doggy bags. “My neighbour got something mixed up, so I have to go pick up Jake. I’m sorry for having to cut our date short.” She shook her head in response, “Don’t worry about it, darling. The waiter is just bagging up our food, and then I’ll drive you home, okay?” 

On the way home you were thinking how kind, and understanding Katie had been, something you weren’t all that used to. Your heart only warmed at the way she had treated you, which got you thinking. “How would you feel about meeting Jake?” You asked when you were almost back to your place. “I would love to meet him, but only if you’re ready for me to. There is no rush on my end.” Her answer made you smile, she was always making sure you were okay. “Yeah, I am.” 

Katie parks the car, and the two of you walk into your home. After putting away your lunch in the fridge you walk up to Katie. “Do you mind waiting here for a moment, while I pick him up? I want to give him a little heads up that someone else will be at home.” Again Katie was very understanding, and told you it was all good. So, you head next door. “Hi sweetheart.” Linda greets you when she opens the door. “Again, I am so sorry. I hope I didn’t ruin your date with the lovely lady.” You shake your head at the woman, “No need to apologise, I promise. And the lovely lady is actually sitting on the couch, waiting to meet Jake.” Linda brings you in for a hug, “Oh dear, I am so happy for you.” Linda had been a close friend of yours over the years, and had heard all about your growing liking of the woman you had been dating. 

Once Linda lets go of you, you hear little footsteps running your way. “Mommy.” The boy says full of excitement, he keeps running and jumps into your arms. “Hi kiddo, I missed you.” You pepper his cheeks with kisses. A car horn sounds outside, “Sorry honey, I have to leave, can you close up when you leave?” You nod, “Thank you, Linda. Have a good day!” 

You put Jake down, and start walking around to gather his stuff. “Did you have fun with Linda?” He nodded his head excitedly, he had been doing that a lot recently, and you loved his new adorable habit. “I play twains!” You sit him down on the couch, to put his shoes on. “That’s great baby, I’m glad you had fun.” You placed a kiss on his forehead once both his shoes were on. “There is someone waiting at home that I would love for you to meet. Are you ready to go?” He nodded again. “Okay, let's go then.” 

With Jake's hand in yours, you enter your home. Having Katie meet Jake was a big deal, and you were slightly nervous. You really liked Katie, and her and Jake getting along was very important to you. 

Katie was sitting on the couch, and waved to Jake who was shyly hiding behind your leg. “Hi buddy, my name is Katie.” Her kind smile, and soft voice made Jake move out from behind you. “Hi Kawie” Your heart melted at the way he pronounced her name. Jake let go of your hand and walked towards Katie, holding his bunny up to her. “What a cute bunny you have there, buddy. What's your bunny's name?” He hugged the bunny to his chest again, “Benny.” Katie smiled, “Benny the bunny, I like that.” 

The boy yawned, and started rubbing his eyes. “Hey kiddo, it's nap time. Can you pick out a book?” Your home was full of books for the toddler, and you loved giving him the freedom of choosing which story you would read before bed. He came back with a book in one hand and his bunny in the other, and walked straight up to Katie. “This one pwease.” Your fears of the two not getting along instantly fade away, when you see him reach up his arms for Katie to pick him up. She sat him on his lap and started reading the book to him, pointing at all the animals the book talked about. You snapped a quick picture, while watching the heartwarming scene in front of you.

When you came back downstairs after putting Jake down, Katie had plated your packed lunches from the restaurant, and had set the table. “You are amazing,” You say when her eyes meet yours. “and you were so great with him.” A tear escaped your, and you quickly wiped it away, but Katie had noticed. “Come here, darling.” She brings you in for a hug, and rubs her hand over your back soothingly. “I'm sorry, I've just been so worried about the two of you not getting along, and seeing him just walk up to you with his book, that meant so much.” She smiles and moves you so she can look at you. “Don't you ever apologise for that. You are a great mom, and I am so grateful that you wanted me to meet him.”

While Jake was down for his nap, you and Katie settled on the couch, cuddled up together while watching some TV. That was until you heard Jake start talking over the babyphone, letting you know that he woke up from his nap. You place a kiss on Katie’s lips before you get up. “I'll be right back.” 

“Kawieee” Your son runs to her the moment he notices that she is still there. She picks him up and twirls him around, “Hi my mini mate, did you have a good nap?” He does his excited nodding, as a response, and giggles when Katie tickles his belly. 

“Mini mate?” You ask once she has put him in his highchair for his post nap snack. “Yeah I call all my friend's mate, so he's my mini mate.” You laugh, “It's cute. I like it.”

Katie came over more often after that, the bond between the two of them only started to grow, and you couldn't help but fall in love with Katie over the next few weeks. Katie would be staying the night for the first time, you had stayed the night at her place before, but never at your place with Jake at home too. Jake was actually over the moon that Katie would be able to read his nighttime story, and help tuck him in. 

Once you got back downstairs you plopped down on the couch. Katie had gotten Jake a small Arsenal ball, and the three of you had been kicking it around in the backyard for a good part of the afternoon, so you were pretty tired. “You know how I was so worried for the two of you not to get along?” Katie moves her fingers through your hair and hums. “Well, I couldn't have been more wrong. He really loves you, you know?” She nods, noticing that you weren't done with what you were wanting to say. “I do too. Love you, I mean.” You were getting nervous, and messing up what you wanted to say, so you started again. “I love you Katie.” She smiles and moves her hand to your cheek. “I love you too y/n.” She pulls you in closer and kisses you. The kiss was soft, but at the same time it was filled with passion. 

A few weeks later you found yourself in the stands at Meadow Park along with Jake and Linda, cheering on Katie for the first time. Before the match started Katie had found you in the crowd and waved in your direction. Jake started excitedly waving back once you pointed her out.

You had watched Katie play on TV a couple of times since you had started dating, but never before had you experienced the game in such an environment. The crowd cheered and sang chants the whole time, it was truly amazing how much support the team got.

Arsenal won the match, and after she finished signing jerseys and posters, and taking pictures with fans, she made her way over to you. “You played so well. Good job captaining the team!” She brought you into a hug. “Thank you baby.” She hugged Jake next, and lastly she greeted Linda with a hug as well. “Kawie.” Jake said, making grabby hands towards her. She takes him from where you were holding him on the railing, “Did you and Benny like the football match?” Jake hugs Benny tight to his chest, “Yesss.” He adorably drags out the ‘s’. 

“Katie!” Is being called from behind her, “Katie, can you come here for a moment?” Katie sends her teammate a thumbs up, letting her know that she would be right there. “Duty calls.” She tries to hand Jake back to you, but he holds on tight. “Mini mate, I have to go for a bit, but I promise I will be right back.” She tries again, but to no avail. “Me with Kawie.” Katie looks up to you, “Do you mind if I take him with me on the pitch?” You shake your head, “Go for it. Jakey, listen very well to Katie, okay?’ You ruffle his hair before you let them go, and start your conversation with Linda back up. “You found a good one, honey, I can see how much she loves the both of you just from her eyes.” You blush at her words, she had always been very truthful with her words, even when they weren’t what you wanted to hear, so hearing her say that meant a lot. 

The team was waiting for Katie to do their post match team huddle to recap on the match through the eyes of Jonas. Once Katie joined, Jonas started talking right away, so no one had time to question Katie joining the huddle with a kid on her hip. At the end of the speech, Katie was the one to announce, “Team on three.” After which everyone put their hands in the middle, Jake wanted to join and put his hand on top of the rest of the girls. “Team!” The group said before moving out again. Though, some of the girls stick around. Katie was tickling Jake’s belly, pulling loud giggles from the toddler's mouth. “Who is this little guy?” Viv asked, tickling the boy’s belly as well. “This is my mini mate. Can you tell Viv your name, buddy?” The boy was loving all the attention. “Jake.” Katie smiles and holds her hand up to give him a high five, “Good job, buddy.” She then moves her focus back to her teammates surrounding her, “He’s my girlfriend's kid.” This piqued the interest of her teammates even more. “Your girlfriend is here?” Beth asked, and Vic quickly followed with, “Can we meet her?”

You watched from the stands as Katie was twirling Jake around, and walking back towards you with a few of her teammates. “Hi darling, they wanted to come meet you. This is Viv, Beth, and Vic.” She introduced them one by one. “It’s very nice to meet you, and good game by the way.” Katie sets Jake down on the ground, and starts softly kicking a ball to him, like you had done together in the backyard. He was loving all the attention he was getting from the girls, while you were getting to know Katie’s teammates. 

Katie had often talked about her teammates being like family, and the way they were interacting with your son, made you see that right away. You looked at the group of girls playing with him, and the big smile on his face, and in that moment you realised that your little family was going to be expanding over the next couple of months, in the form of lots of aunties. 

Jake was happily running around with Beth and Viv, a few steps away from you, when Katie joined you, both keeping an eye on the little boy. “What are you thinking, darling?” She says while wrapping her arm around your shoulder. “Just that I love you, and seeing him happy means the world to me.” You both smile at the giggling toddler. “I love you too. Beth and Viv asked if the three of us would like to join them for dinner tonight.” Katie turns to Linda, “You were invited too, of course, I just know you already have plans tonight.” Linda waves her off, “Don’t worry about me, honey, you kids have fun.” 

Katie kisses you before she heads down to the locker rooms, “I’ll see at the car.” You walk out of the stadium with Jake on your hip and Linda by your side. “Did you have fun, little Jakey?” Linda asks. His excited nods once again making an appearance. “Kawie and Beffy and Vivi play ball.” His pronunciation of their names brings a smile to your face. “Guess what kiddo, we’re going to see them later too.” His eyes widen before he hugs his body closer to yours, which you took as a sign that he was excited for it too.

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[h3nderyss]

hello!!! could i request a one shot with kihyun or changkyun (whoever suits you more) where he meets the reader in some sort of show/yt program/thing like that and takes a liking to reader immediately?

caught on camera - im changkyun

pairing: idol!i.m x idol!fem!reader . . . masterlist genre: fluff word count: 736 a/n: i'm loving all these monsta x reqs! to expand a lil, reader is a 4th gen idol, debuting later than i.m and is a few years younger :)

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filming days were always a mix of nerves and excitement, but today felt... different.

because you were meeting monsta x's i.m for a one on one.

other than, y'know.. having an impending crush on him even during your non-idol days, it's always nerve wracking to meet an idol who you've barely interacted with before.

but that was the charm of the youtube series you've taken part of, "idol unfiltered." it was a show putting two random idols together to simply, naturally connect. they'd ask each other icebreaker questions, play games, or just chat.

you've always wanted to do this—you watched many videos and couldn't wait till it was your turn.

but when your manager told you who you'd be meeting, you froze. how could you do this? how could you be in such an intimate space with him, only you two, minus the producers and camera crew?

but the day came. as the crew finished setting up, you glanced at the clock. he was due any minute now.

"ah, i'm sorry, am i late?"

the second you saw him, it was just a wow. he definitely was more beautiful in person. the blush rose to your cheeks and if anyone were to look at you, they'd notice the sparkle in your eyes. thank god the cameras weren't rolling.

his voice was calm, deep, with that slight rasp that made every sentence sound ten times cooler than it should.

"almost," you managed to muster out, smiling. "but i'll accept the apology anyway."

he let out a chuckle. "nice to meet you. i'm i.m." he lightly bowed in greeting.

"i know," your smile was still plastered on your face. "i'm y/n." you bowed back.

"i know." he repeated your words and smiled.

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the cameras rolled, and the usual introduction went smoothly, the production team telling you guys what was planned behind the scenes, and they gave you each queue cards. looks like for this episode, you guys were prompted with icebreaker questions.

"so, i.m, are you ready for this?" you glance at him, while preparing to ask the first question.

"changkyun. you can call me changkyun." he gave a light smile and it seemed like his eyes rested on you unintentionally.

you looked back up at him and tried to hold back your smile (which you failed), as you lightly nod. "changkyun." you repeated.

the minutes had been fun. some funny questions, some deep, some a little tmi. what was very evident on camera though, was like viewers could see the chemistry pouring out the screen. the way your eyes met, the jokes and the teasing, nobody's ever seen changkyun act like this.

the most unexpected thing had been that changkyun was yapping. with you it felt like his guard was down. both of you were comfortable, and it most definitely didn't feel like this was the first time meeting. the talking had been a silly mix of english and korean between you two. it was just pure natural.

his—and your—smiles were not the controlled, camera-ready expressions idols were trained to perfect. these were unguarded, effortless. his were radiant, the ones that you could probably melt to.

and the cameras caught every single one.

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the episode aired a week later, and within hours, social media exploded.

"wait why is changkyun smiling so much?" "i swear kyun doesn't usually smile this much in interviews... what's going on???" "the power y/n holds.. i've never seen changkyun like this.."

fans dissected every moment—every small smirk, every full grin. believe it or not, there was already a compilation on tiktok: "i.m smiling for 10 minutes straight because of y/n." put in two different videos.

and the funniest part? none of you even knew.

it wasn't until your group member showed you a video, "y/n, have you seen this?!" that you finally realized.

you watched the clip in disbelief, a little embarrassed. "he really smiled that much..?"

your groupmate spoke, "i mean... yeah. and not just polite smiles. like, full-on 'i'm into her' kinda smiles."

though, after the shoot, what nobody knew was he managed to score your number where no one was around.

and just like that, something unspoken settled between you.

it wasn't scripted. it wasn't forced. it was just two idols, unexpectedly clicking a little too well.

but for now, you both had to keep it private for a little while longer.

[moviecritc]

Hi, so I've recently watched the Thanksgiving movie with Patrick Dempsey and it was sooo good. So I wanted to ask if you could please write something about Charles dating actress!reader who stars in a horror movie but even tho he is not a big fan of horror movies he agrees to watch it for her because he wants to be the best boyfriend so could you please write it with a mix of smau with nell verlaque as face claims 🫶🏻

supportive boyfriend ⋆ charles leclerc

pairing: charles leclerc x actress!reader

word count: 601

warnings: mixed smau and writing

a/n: i, too, am not a huge fan of horror movies (i hate them actually), also this was quite short but i hope you like it <3

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user1 the bond they all have >>>>

addisonrae ❤️👻

user2 i love her so so much

user3 omg i watched the movie and it was amazing!!

user4 y/n the new scream queen frr

user5 wait tf is charles leclerc doing in her likes

user6 girl they're dating u didn't know? she went to promote one her movies to the miami gp last year, they met, become really good friends and they started dating. it was like a rom com truly user5 that's so cute

user7 anyone expecting charles reaction for this new movie? we all know how fearful he is

user8 yess he's probably biting his nails trying to come up with ideas to not see it

And he was.

He was more than proud of his girlfriend and loved seeing her on screen. He always watched her latest movies on the plane when she wasn’t around. But this was the first horror movie she’d made, and the idea of watching it terrified him. He had always struggled with that genre; his two brothers loved horror movies and insisted on watching them when they were kids, which led to Charles having countless sleepless nights.

He had tried to convince Max or Arthur to watch it before him and tell him if it was too scary, but neither of them had time. He searched for summaries on YouTube, but it was still too early for people to have summarized it.

The only thing left was to mentally prepare himself. Be very aware that it was all fiction and that nothing would come after him once the movie ended.

He arrived at his girlfriend’s apartment, greeting her with a kiss and a box of her favorite sweets along with a rose.

“Aw, thanks, Charlie,” she hugged him and gave him a longer kiss. “Come on, I’ve got everything ready to watch it.”

Y/N was truly excited, and it showed on her face. She was very proud of this project and eager to show it to her biggest supporter at last. Charles knew this and had done everything possible to stay calm. But then he saw the setup: Y/N had turned down all the lights, leaving only a few candles lit, and the movie was already on the TV. The poster showed her covered in blood with a terrified expression.

“Are you ready?” Y/N said, sitting on the couch. Charles followed suit, and she snuggled up against his chest.

“Of course,” he said immediately. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Y/N looked at him with a little smile and kissed his cheek before pressing play. The first fifteen minutes were fine; they were introducing the plot and the characters. But then the tone of the movie started to darken, and Charles shifted nervously in his seat. Y/N noticed and intertwined her hand with Charles’, placing it on her chest.

Y/N realized how Charles flinched several times during the next few minutes, so she sat up and paused the movie.

“What’s wrong?” Charles asked instantly, completely confused though secretly relieved to have a moment to rest.

“Charles, you know I won’t be mad if you’re scared to watch the movie, right?” Y/N spoke with a sweet smile.

Charles pressed his lips together and looked down, just enough for Y/N to widen her smile and kiss him, cupping his cheeks with her hands. “I’m not scared,” he said in the middle of the kiss. Y/N raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and exited the movie. “But don’t turn it off, I want to watch it, I swear!”

“Char…”

“No, let’s watch it, mon amour,” Charles insisted, taking control of the remote.

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charlesleclerc IT WAS DARK AND I FELT SOMETHING IN MY FACE I WAS SCARED

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Save a Horse...

It’s almost ridiculous how good he looks in a cowboy hat. It pisses her off for a reason she doesn’t entirely understand, her mouth suddenly dry as she stares at him. She’s furious that somehow, after all this time, he still manages to make her feel like this, that all it takes is a smile from him and a wink from under the cowboy hat she didn’t know they owned to have her stomach flipping and her blood rushing in her ears.

AKA the one in which Emily learns something new about herself.

-x-

Hi besties!

I am dedicating this to two of the lovely, talented, incredible people we are lucky to have in this fandom.

The first is @ssaemilyhotchner who created this post of pictures of Thomas Gibson in cowboy hats. The idea of it kind of set my brain on fire and inspired this fic!

The second is @eyesontheskyline whose birthday it was yesterday. So this is a belated birthday gift in the form of Emily thirsting over Aaron in a cowboy hat (with a few feelings thrown in the mix because of who we are as people)

Thank you both for making this fandom a better place to be part of <3

As always, let me know what you think!

-x-

Warnings: None

Words: 2.3k

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She was starting to think that Penelope Garcia could talk her into just about anything. All it took was a pout of her lower lip and a ‘but we never get to spend time together anymore’, and Emily would find herself agreeing to whatever she was suggesting. It’s how she finds herself at a hoedown of all things on a Friday night, dressed in a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt, wishing she were almost anywhere other than where she was. 

It was supposed to be date night. It was something she and Aaron had established early on. Their relationship had moved quickly, quick in a way she thinks would have freaked her out if it were anybody else she was doing it with, so it felt like they never got the chance to date each other properly. Within a year of their first official date, they were already living together and engaged; within two years, they were married, and she was pregnant with their little boy. Life moved quickly around them, a blur of work and family and love, and they made sure to take the time to slow down. One evening a month when they were just Emily and Aaron. Not Mom and Dad, or Chief Prentiss and Agent Hotchner. Just the two of them and the way they loved each other, the makings of the very foundation of their family 

When Penelope originally told her about the hoedown, she’d said no when she saw the date it was on. Date night was circled on her desk calendar - something Clyde would make endless fun of her for when he came to visit Interpol’s DC office - so she always knew when it was. A countdown to a quiet moment with her husband that had started to feel like a sanctuary of sorts, something she’d draw energy and love from to get her through until the next time. Aaron had encouraged her to go out with JJ and Penelope. He knew she was stressed with work and everything else, so he’d kissed her and told her to go and have fun with their friends. Date night could, just this once, be rearranged for a reason that was not case related. 

Now she was here, as much as a hoedown was not her thing, she knew she’d needed something like this. Something different and new. She thinks she’d hate him for knowing her better than she knew herself if she didn’t love him so much for it. 

“Isn’t this amazing?” Penelope says, appearing by Emily’s side, a beer in one hand and a cocktail of sorts in the other. Emily gladly takes the beer and smiles at JJ on Penelope’s other side. They both smile, shaking their heads lovingly at their friend’s excitement. 

“It’s something,” Emily grumbles as she looks around the club, sighing to herself as she watches the band set up. She sips her beer and hopes that the alcohol will get her in the mood, that it will loosen her up just enough to enjoy herself. 

“How did you even find out about this?” JJ asks, and Penelope beams at them, her excitement flowing from her like a sweet perfume, straying into Emily’s senses and infiltrating them, her joy catching. 

“I was looking for ideas for girls' nights and this came up,” she says, “And we so rarely get to have them anymore,” she looks at JJ, “You’ve got Henry and Michael,” she turns to Emily, “And you’ve got Jack and Leo. And you and bossman are trying again-”

“Enthusiastically,” Emily says as she sips her beer again, smirking at the mixture of delight and mild horror that crosses her friend’s face. “What? You know we have sex. You’ve bought the proof of that enough toys to fill my house.” 

Leo was 18 months old. He was beautiful and perfect and a mini version of Aaron through and through. Motherhood was hard. Difficult in ways she could never have imagined when the idea of raising two little boys with the love of her life felt nothing more than a fantasy. It was hard, but it was the best thing she’d ever done. It brought her more joy and happiness than she ever thought possible. She loved being Jack and Leo’s mom, and she wanted more than anything to add to their family - to let her heart grow even more, to make room for a piece of the puzzle that felt like it was missing, the face of a person she’d love more than life itself just slightly out of reach. 

She’d been strangely nervous when she spoke to Aaron about it, somehow worried that they wouldn’t be on the same page, but he’d made it clear he agreed before she even finished her list of reasons of why they should have another baby, his lips pressed against hers before he told her he’d have half a dozen children with her. The thought of it made her smile, because she’d want the same with him too if time wasn’t a factor, if the ticking of her biological clock wasn’t getting louder with each passing month. Maybe, in another life where things had been different, that could have been something they’d had. 

“Please don’t call my sweet little nephew proof of your sex life,” Penelope grumbles, her eyes still sparkling with happiness despite her tone. “Anyway, you’re trying to have another adorable baby, and we’ll just have less time. So I wanted to look for something new to do, something that wasn’t just drinking margaritas in a bar somewhere.” She reaches out and squeezes Emily’s arm, “And I know you gave up date night for this, so I appreciate it.” 

Emily hums, “You owe me,” she says, winking playfully, “And Aaron said he’ll make it up to me.” 

Penelope and JJ smile as they both look past her, both of them failing to contain their excitement.

“Oh, I’m sure he will.” 

She furrows her brow and turns to follow their line of sight, and she sucks in a breath when she sees him, her chest catching with it as she tries to stop herself from reacting in a way her friends will tease her for. 

Aaron was standing just a few feet away in her favourite pair of jeans that he owned, a brown leather belt, a white t-shirt and a brown cowboy hat she’d never seen before. 

It’s almost ridiculous how good he looks in a cowboy hat. It pisses her off for a reason she doesn’t entirely understand, her mouth suddenly dry as she stares at him. She’s furious that somehow, after all this time, he still manages to make her feel like this, that all it takes is a smile from him and a wink from under the cowboy hat she didn’t know they owned to have her stomach flipping and her blood rushing in her ears. A continuous beat of arousal so loud that she swears the people around her must be able to hear it too. 

“Is she okay?” Penelope stage whispers to JJ, leaning in but still talking loudly enough for Emily to hear. 

“I think she’s just discovered something new about herself,” JJ replies, and they both smile widely and unashamedly in their teasing as she turns to look at them. Her cheeks burn with embarrassment at being caught out for checking out her husband, and she finds herself praying to a god she wasn’t entirely sure she believed in that they can’t see the pink flush to her cheeks in the low light of the club. 

“Shut up,” she says, looking back and forth between her friends and her husband. He walks over, more swagger in his step than usual that she knows he’s putting on just for show. “I don’t understand.” 

“Well,” JJ says, smiling conspiratorily with Penelope as they look at each other, “We know how important date night is to the two of you, so we spoke to Hotch and brought date night to the hoedown.” 

Emily smiles, and a surprised laugh escapes her before she can try and pull it back in. Aaron places his hand on her back as he makes it to her side, his smile wide and full of something she’d call mischief if he were anybody else. 

“Surprise, sweetheart,” he says, leaning down to kiss her cheek, the rim of his cowboy hat knocking against her forehead. She places her hand over his as it slips to her hip, and she links their fingers together. She looks over at her friends and shakes her head ever so slightly, guilt flooding her lungs and washing away any joy she’d felt at seeing her husband. 

“It was meant to be girls' night,” she says, squeezing Aaron’s hand so he knows she’s not mad that he’s here, that she appreciates it. It was just another balancing act - separating out time for her friends in her increasingly beautiful, but busy, life. 

“It was meant to be your date night,” Penelope says, “And now it can be both,” she scrunches her nose up slightly, “Just no baby making on the dance floor, please.” 

Emily laughs, and she feels Aaron go tense behind her, his shoulders wound tight with embarrassment that she knew she could undo in a second. Penelope and JJ give them some space, making the excuse that they were going to look for dancing partners, and Emily turns in Aaron’s arms, looping her arms around his neck the moment she looks at him. 

“Speaking of babies,” she says, smiling when he tugs her closer, his hand on her lower back as he arches her body against his, “Where are ours?” 

“9 and 18 months old is old enough to be left alone, right?” He quips, his smile getting wider as she rolls her eyes at him, “Don’t worry, I only left them with half a pack of matches. I’m not entirely irresponsible.” 

“Aaron,” she says, shaking her head at him as she cups his cheek, pressing her thumb into one of his dimples. 

“Jess is with them. She arrived 5 minutes after you left.”

Emily hums, “So, everyone was in on this little surprise.”

He nods, and doubt flashes in his smile, carves itself out in his dimples in a way that makes her ache, “Was this okay? Me coming along?” He looks over to where Penelope and JJ are standing, and she nods, her hand on his cheek as she makes him look at her. 

“It’s a very nice surprise,” she says, smiling as she looks up at his hat, “As is the cowboy hat,” she tilts her head curiously, momentarily distracted by the sight of him in it again, by the way it seemed to perfectly frame his face, “When did you get it?” 

“I…bought it specifically for tonight,” he admits, his lips pressed together in embarrassment. “Do you hate it? Does it look stupid?” 

“No,” she answers a little too quickly, clearing her throat when he raises an eyebrow at her, “Definitely not stupid.” 

He furrows his brows, and she sees the moment it registers, the moment he realises just how much she doesn’t hate the hat. His smile turns playful, an edge of confidence to it that just makes him impossibly more attractive, and he leans in to kiss her, pulling back just enough to speak. 

“So you like the hat.” 

She sinks her teeth into her lower lip as she pulls back to look at him, “I really like the hat,” she says, turning the tables on him as she strokes her hand over his chest, letting her fingers trail under the neckline of his t-shirt, smiling when he shudders, “What’s that saying? Save a horse…” 

“Ride a cowboy,” he finishes for her, his grip on her tightening as he leans in to stamp his lips against hers, but they are interrupted before they can kiss, the voice of the host crackling through the speakers. It’s a stark reminder that they aren’t alone, dousing the fire between them that they’d briefly built up as they got lost in each other. 

“Ladies and Gentlemen, we are about to start, so find your dancing partner and come to the dance floor.” 

Emily laughs and looks at Aaron, “Later?”

He nods and squeezes her hand, “Later.” 

Despite her reservations, she has fun. She laughs and she dances and she enjoys herself. Aaron is surprisingly good at it, something that Emily knows will be endlessly fascinating to Penelope and JJ. Another fact about their boss that they could store away for later, another part of the stern facade he wore like a mask, suddenly gone. 

By the time the hoedown is over, she’s sad to be leaving, but she doesn’t let Penelope know as they say goodbye, just in case she tries to arrange coming to another one. Emily waves her friends off before she climbs into her and Aaron’s car, sighing contentedly as she buckles her belt and looks over at him, smiling as he starts the engine. 

“So…” she says, her eyes fixed on the cowboy hat as she bites her lip, “Do you think the boys will be in bed by the time we get back?” 

“Jack will be,” he replies as he starts to drive. “Leo tends to try to fight sleep until he sees you,” he quips, and he smiles when she doesn’t try to deny it, their toddler's obsession with his mother well known. She knew if they got what they wanted, if they had another baby, Leo would have to learn how to share, but for now, she revelled in it, loved that she was her son’s safe space.  “But it shouldn’t take too long for us to have some alone time.” 

She hums in agreement, “Aaron?” 

“Yes, sweetheart?” he replies, purposefully speaking in a drawl, and she has to clench her teeth to hold back a groan, the combination of the accent and the hat unlocking something in her that she hadn’t known existed.

“The hat stays on.” 

-x-

...ride a cowboy!

-x-

[choosingwhatmatters]

Music in The Loyal Pin, Episode 1

My goodness, what a beautiful chocolate brownie of a first episode! There are already wonderful posts about the way in which the funds of the series have been put to good use. One aspect that has not been highlighted yet (please correct me if I'm wrong) is the music. And oh!, the music we get in this series.

My ears perked up from the very beginning of the show. We get an orchestral score! All the instruments of magic welcome us at the palace: strings, a harp, a glockenspiel, woodwinds, bar chimes, a piano - I was smiling within seconds.

Tv shows very rarely receive a score like this because arranging, recording and mixing music for twenty different instruments is time-consuming and complex, by which I mean expensive. One trick you can use to lower the costs is using synthesised instruments. The strings we can hear are not real. However, a brilliant thing the scoring team does here is mix in real instruments. For example, we can hear real flutes, if I am not mistaken. Some cello and violin pieces throughout the episode have also been recorded with real instruments. For me, the whole soundscape is simply beautiful!

What about the music itself? There are three things I would like to talk about: the pentatonic scale, Pachelbel and a melody that I hope will become one of Pin and Anin's.

1. The very first thing we hear when Anin has landed on Pin is a melody comprised of five different notes. For Western ears, these fives notes are inevitably associated with music from South-East Asia. The scale resulting from these notes is called a pentatonic scale, and if you ever feel like playing it: look for the black keys on any piano keyboard and go wild. The cool thing about the pentatonic scale is that it's fantastic for improvising. In Western music, it's used all the time because these notes simply sound good together.

We have a lot of ambient music in this episode. Music that blends with the peaceful atmosphere onscreen, and often the pentatonic scale is used to do just that.

2. Which brings me to another piece of music I want to talk about: Johann Pachelbel's Canon in D major. It's the first and the last piece played at the dance. While the king discusses Anin's future with the rest of the family, we can see Pin and Anin dancing to this piece. I find this significant because most music scholars believe that Pachelbel composed the Canon as wedding music (for Bach's brother, no less).

I haven't read the book the series is based on. I have avoided spoilers as best as I could. Logically, I KNOW that it is very unlikely that we get a happy ending here. But I get to see two women in a historical setting dancing to a wedding piece and this fact alone makes me very, very happy.

3. Off to my last point. Even though most of the episode features music, I have noticed very little repetition. There is, however, one piece of music that comes back.

We can hear it when Pin and Anin have their first meeting, and again when Anin discovers her windmill and her ribbon in Pin's bedroom. (What do you call those tiny windmills? And, more importantly, what is it with these two and tiny windmills? Thank you, creators, for the nod to your GAP fandom.)

The piece sounds somewhat like this:

The harmonies are more intricate, but this gives us an idea what we can listen out for in future episodes. The melody is simple and sweet. It could be connected to childhood and adolescence. I'm curious to see if we encounter it again.

And I'm very excited to see whether the score team continues with motives and reprises. I love straining my ears for these because they give us even more clues about the happenings onscreen.

Thank you for riding along with me! I am so excited to see what the show has in store for us!

[stupidlittlespirit]

Honestly I'm kind of glad you aren't going with the "my dick is the cure and we must fuck" trope. I feel like it would undercut everything you've built in to this fic- like it seems like such a silly/unserious solution?

Plus I can't imagine Ford going "Hey we need to dry hump to survive" and then following that up with "oh hey by the way now we need to ALSO fuck to survive. Surpriiiiise..." I think he'd rather die than do that to reader, out of respect for them and to save himself from embarrassment.

If somehow his dick did hold the cure, I think he'd be very professional about it and find other ways to extract what is needed besides mandatory sex. Like if it really was about getting his fluids into reader, I'd image he'd do something similar to FMT pills and just put his semen into capsules.

On a separate note, I loved this latest chapter and am soooo excited to see where it goes. I'm super intrigued with whatever is going on between those two that makes reader's skin glow on demand. Like the stuff with the hypothermia making reader susceptible to Ford's germs more than a healthy person + the blood in Ford's mouth + plus ailen bacteria/viruses all mixing together and mutating. It's all so interesting!!

I have a hunch that the mushrooms are still semi involved in this somehow, but I'm not sure. Part of me also thinks there may be a link to the brief encounters with the dragon flies, just on account of them being strange creatures in Gravity Falls. Who knows what could happen?

Anyway enough of my yapping😅 Keep up the stellar work!!!

Yeah I mean, I've worked really quite hard on this story (harder than I meant to tbh) and it would feel like a bit of a cop out to just end it on a note that's already played out.

Ford is a man of science and I want to use that to my full narrative advantage. Excessively complex biology mixed with horror has always been and will always be one of my favourite tropes in the world, especially with aspects of body horror thrown in. Beyond the aspect of consent, when you consider the gravity of the illness and its effects on Reader, I feel like it would unbalance the tone of the story to have a simple solution like that. Things don't need to be insanely complex but it requires a reasonably thought out answer to make the suffering worth it.

I also love that I've kind of convinced some of you guys to come onto this scientific crazy train with me because you bringing up FMT pills is so fun?! That's definitely very in line with the tone and with Ford's character, too.

Thank you so much for the kind words! Figuring out the process logically speaking was really difficult and challenging, but it's been a lot of fun as well. I originally started with the idea that was inspired from Base12's fic about Ford having a changed gut microbiome but as it went on, I realised I needed a way to make the bacteria harder to transfer. If it was solely a case that it existed in his gut then it would have been much too easy to transfer to random parties and considering that it's a reasonably drastic illness, that wouldn't have worked. Too many people would have been at risk. So I needed to find a way to make it work from my original plan and develop it into something more complicated, hence the microscopic tears in his stomach lining being a pathway to his blood. Then I had to figure out how to transfer it from his blood to Reader's. I had to adapt a lot and figuring out the route it took was quite difficult, hence why it took extra time to figure that out. So I'm very pleased that people are on board with it all!

The reasoning behind the bioluminescence will be revealed in the next chapter! While biolume is briefly mentioned in the same Base12 fic and that definitely inspired me, I actually originally started with that feature because I needed a rash that would show up on all skin colours to keep things inclusive. I had planned for Reader to get sick with something body horror-esque right from the start and wanted there to be a rash, but I have light skin and realised halfway through brainstorming that rashes are naturally harder to pick up on darker skin, so I had to re-work it and go backwards from there, but I'm quite happy with where I ended up! I'm very excited to reveal where it comes from :)

[theamityelf]

Yandere Taka and oblivious Makoto? (I really love how you write these two) -@blueboybot

(🤗 Thank you! I'm not sure how well this came out, but here you go!)

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Taka was not naturally very observant.

That was fine. It was normal. It meant he had to work hard to notice the important things. And he liked to work hard.

Makoto had been his study partner for over a month now. They met up every weekday after school (except some Fridays), and there was not a moment in those usually-two-hours that Taka was the slightest bit inattentive. In fact, the notes he took on even just Makoto's likes and dislikes, during their alone time, rivaled the notes he took for class.

He wasn't very observant, and Makoto could sometimes feel like a hard person to know things about. But he was eager to put in the work.

It wasn't until after their second month studying together that Taka learned he needed to elevate his approach.

It happened when Makoto walked into class one morning. To Taka's eyes (which of course had fixated on him right away, because he was not good at pretending not to be smitten) he looked completely normal. The only strange thing was that he was usually one of the early ones and today he was one of the last in, but that could have been a problem with his morning alarm.

And yet, as soon as Makoto entered, Kyoko asked him, "What happened to you?"

"Huh?" Makoto looked down at himself. "What do you mean?"

"Your hair. It's uneven on one side."

"Oh! Near miss with a hedge trimmer; the guy said he was sorry. I didn't think anyone would notice. Guess I should've stopped by a mirror, but I was already running late."

"A hedge trimmer was that close to your head?" Leon said. "And you're still on time for class?"

Taka's thoughts exactly. He was absolutely brimming with a thrilling mix of attraction and indignation on Makoto's behalf. "I think I speak for everyone when I say we admire your punctuality!" he said.

"Taka, it's 8 am," Junko complained. "Can you talk at people volume, please?"

"And I'm glad to hear the Ultimate Landscaper was polite enough to apologize," he continued.

"Yeah, he didn't mean to be careless. I think he was just pretty wrapped up in what he was doing. The hedges do look fantastic."

So it had been the Ultimate Landscaper. Well then, that guy would be in detention every day for the rest of his time at this school. He was very lucky he hadn't done any real harm.

More to the point, Kyoko's immediate awareness that something had happened to Makoto was a sign for Taka that his work, as yet, hadn't been enough.

He had felt so triumphant to have learned Makoto's birthday, his blood type, his favorite color, animal, food, even song (and it was hard to get specific titles out of him!), but his efforts still hadn't brought his undivided focus to the same level of perception as a casual glance from the Ultimate Detective.

He didn't envy her talent. Quite the contrary: He was excited to learn that he needed to put more work in.

When it came time for their study session that afternoon, he asked if they could do so in Makoto's room, rather than his own. It would help him learn more things.

The first thing he learned was that Makoto didn't lock his dorm room.

At all.

He actually left his key in the room when he left for the day.

Taka saw an opportunity to be helpful. After all, it didn't make sense to leave a room unlocked when an Ultimate Burglar attended this school. So, he borrowed Makoto's key and took to locking his room when he left for the evening.

And locking it again after Makoto left for class each morning.

Which meant, the next time they went to study together, Taka had to matter-of-factly unlock Makoto's room for them both.

"Wait, when did you get a key to my room?!" Makoto asked.

(His startled reactions, and the straightforward way he asked questions as soon as he wanted to know something, were so refreshing, compared to the many people in their class who tried to pretend they knew everything all the time.)

"Sorry," Taka said, blushing a little. "I borrowed it without asking, last time I was here. I wanted to make sure you lock your door more often. There are students here who would love to rob you blind!"

"Ah, I guess it's true that I never remember to lock it. But isn't taking my key and locking it for me a little...?"

"On the contrary! When a friend has trouble with a task, it makes sense to help them out."

"You got forceful all of a sudden," Makoto observed mildly. "Well, if you're just locking it after me, then I guess that's fine."

And he made no further argument on the subject. Taka was in the clear!

Adding Makoto's key to his own key ring made him smile. They clinked together like wedding rings. It made him hopeful that, despite how casually Makoto acted towards him, they might have that kind of future one day.

When he found himself growing anxious, because Makoto looked at a girl for too long or rescheduled their plans or any of the other ways the world seemed unaccommodating of Taka's dreams, he reached into his pocket and ran his fingers over their keys.

And he reminded himself that things didn't have to happen naturally. Love didn't have to be a thing that struck right away. Love, like everything else, was hard work, and Taka was the best at working hard.

Then the Tragedy happened.

...

Taka had his worries about the outside world, but in the privacy of his own mind, it was a relief to be able to barricade all those problems away and just spend all his days with Makoto.

The problem was, he wasn't the only one who wanted to spend time with Makoto, and he wasn't the only one Makoto wanted to spend time with.

Of course, Makoto didn't seem to mind when Taka tagged along on his quality time with others, but the ones he was with would often look at Taka as if to say, 'Do you mind?'

"Is the hall monitor going to be shadowing us the whole time?" Junko said.

"Huh?" Makoto glanced over. "Oh, hey Taka. Did you want to come?"

"The invite only extends to Makoto," Junko interrupted. "I'm the shy type; I can't stand to have too many guys looking at me, you know!"

Blushing, Makoto said, "That...makes it sound like...We're just going to look through your closet, right? For old clothes Hifumi can fix up."

"Exactly! I'm already letting one boy into my room. You think I should let in two?"

"Oh, right. I didn't think about it that way. Uh..."

"That's fine," Taka said. "I guess I'll go spend time with Chihiro."

That was fine. Makoto's gregarious nature was part of what Taka liked about him. And time away from Makoto was time he could spend studying his notes on Makoto. So yeah, it was fine.

(Chihiro got a peek at his notebook during lunch one day and was amazed at all the details. When they took an interest, Taka couldn't help going over a lot of what he'd learned, rambling about Makoto and his many-stage plan to incrementally progress their relationship, for at least a full hour before someone else walked into the dining hall and he quickly fell silent.)

The first serious problem came when Makoto asked for his key back.

It was toward the end of dinner. A lot of their friends had already left for their rooms or wherever else: there was only Taka, Makoto, Sayaka, Celeste, Hifumi, and Kyoko.

"Hey, um..." Makoto scratched his cheek shyly. "You still have my room key, right?"

"Of course," Taka replied. "Are you turning in for the night? Do you need me to let you in?"

"Well, yes, but actually...could I have my key back, too?"

Taka's heart faltered. "You'd like it back?"

"It would be easier on you if you didn't always have to let me back in, right?"

"That's no trouble at all! I've enjoyed walking you to your room."

"...and also, if I ever had someone over, or something, it might be easier if I had the key on me...right?"

Taka wasn't very observant, but he noticed that Makoto was blushing and that he had briefly glanced at Sayaka, who smiled back. The implications filled his brain with heat.

"So, uh, do you have it with you now?" Makoto pressed on.

Taka reached into his pocket, consoling himself with the feeling of the keys at his fingertips. "No, I must have left it in my locker," he said. "Excuse me."

He swiftly exited the dining hall.

That glance Makoto and Sayaka had exchanged. Those shy smiles. Like they already had plans, for once Makoto got his room key. It wasn't right! It was...unwholesome! It was wrong!

Sayaka barely paid attention to Makoto. She had her innate charm, but she wielded it just like Byakuya (who bought Makoto expensive birthday gifts instead of caring enough to make something by hand) or Kyoko (who noticed things without even trying or bothering to spend hours following him). Sayaka didn't know the special way he tied his shoes, or the embarrassing nickname his sister called him over the phone, or what common allergens made him sneeze, or...She probably didn't even know his blood type, his shoe size, his height!

He thought through his options. It definitely wouldn't be right to let Makoto spend time with Sayaka alone in his room. That would seriously complicate their eventual plans to get married!

(Should he maybe inform Makoto that they were going to get married one day? The prospect made him really anxious.)

He could report them to Headmaster Kirigiri (to head off any inappropriate behavior), or throw Makoto's key into the garbage incinerator (necessitating that he sleep in someone else's room), or just refuse to give it back, but then Makoto would be annoyed with him.

For now, Taka settled on returning to his bedroom and not emerging again all night. Makoto didn't come knocking on his door, so for the moment he was fine.

Maybe he should have a frank discussion with Sayaka, warning her that Makoto was spoken for.

But what if she pushed back? What if she insisted on pursuing Makoto? What if she said Makoto liked her more? What if she thought she was going to marry him?

Taka could make them some tea, and lace hers with some kind of toxin from the chemistry lab so she would be too sick to ensnare Makoto. That seemed like a peaceful way of handling things; she would just spend some time in the clinic, and then Taka would have more time to build up the courage to confess his feelings to Makoto.

Unfortunately, toxins didn't come labeled with what amount would make you sick and what amount would kill you. And since it was more important to Taka to avoid doing nothing (to avoid letting Sayaka steal his future) than it was to avoid doing serious damage, he might have been a bit generous with the measurements.

Yes, that was really unfortunate.

But to think about it a different way, at least Makoto hadn't gotten too close to her before it happened! And at least they'd had tea in the rec room and not in Taka's room, so he didn't have to worry about moving her body.

He shut her eyes and folded her hands in her lap, to give her some dignity in death, and took the tea set downstairs to wash.

His heart was pounding with adrenaline. As soon as the teacups submerged in the dishwater, he reached into his pocket to touch the keys.

He relaxed.

It was for Makoto. He'd had to save Makoto from a future with someone who didn't love him the way Taka did. And the world was in turmoil anyway; it might have been doing Sayaka a kindness, to free her from a world that probably wouldn't need pop singers again until she was well past aged-out of the teen pop demographic.

He washed the cups and put them away, deciding to go back to his room for his notes so he could make one of Makoto's favorite meals. A nice, hearty meal to console him through the loss of his friend.

[sorcerous-caress]

Re: making homemade porn w your loser elf bestie FNSKFKSODKE GOD YOUR BRAIN IS SO HUGE AND WRINKLED!!! I deeply enjoy how one of this biggest degenerate losers in the forum falls off the face of the planet for a few weeks, comes back with a human partner, and suddenly the whole forum is like “our human 👁️👁️”

Now I am thinking more about bullying him for the camera. Sipping the thought of sitting astride him while slowly grinding on his cock and watching how red his face gets like it’s fine wine. Delighting in how his eyes get hazy and he babbles so desperately in whatever language his poor porn rotted brain can conjure up in the moment. He’s so cute when he’s losing his mind over the way your insides feel wrapped around his dick while the camera peers between your legs and watches him barely slide in and out of you. A witness to how just a bit of tight human hole makes such an elegant, graceful creature fall apart at the seams and lapse into an animalistic state. Yeah sure the two of you may take inspiration from the large amount of suggestions you get, but honestly this is your favorite way to have him <3

As an aside I NEED more of your thoughts on the people on the forum getting on his nerves and making him, dare I say, possessive? 👀 It’s one thing for him to willingly show you off, it’s another to have others so brashly ask to borrow you. I wonder if we would ever accidentally get a peek at some of the online messages that refer to him as our boyfriend 👀

(I also have some cute fluffy ideas for this pornbrained loser but this ask is already so long, I sowrry 🙈)

—🩵 Anon

"O u r Human 👁 👁" XKSJKSJXJAKAJX i love your humour

Honestly, if he also stayed a lone loser on the forum and never met you, then he'd have the same reaction to someone else bringing a human there.

He is aware it was mere fate and chance that you chose him, pure luck. That's why he doesn't feel bad about being a bit selfish and never fully showing you the forum or suggestions.

Like yes, these people are his community and were there for him when normal elf porn websites removed their human category after some some public backlash. These forums were the only reason he could even experience sexual pleasure anymore.

But now he has you. A whole real human to himself. One so willing and enthusiastic about sleeping with him, he would be crazy to pay attention to anyone else.

On the fluffy side, you were also his first ever real friend, before he knew you were human. He really has spent his days with brainrot as he fell deeper and deeper into the porn addiction, his views on actual humans morphing and mixing with fantasy. The thing that helped bring him pleasure was also becoming an addiction that made it akin to impossible to make any friends.

But he met you online, also by fate, and the two of you clicked. Played video games together or chatted by texts for hours deep into the night. He has replied to the weird memes you've sent him at 3am almost immediately since he never has the need to sleep.

You became another source of happiness for him, a true blessing he thanked Corellon for everyday.

He was so excited to meet you, preparing an entire day of fun things you can do together. But you just had to be the most attractive human he has ever seen, huh?

And yet you didn't reject him or think he was weird when he couldn't keep his obsession from showing, your insides felt so amazing as you held him close and whispered praises into his ear with every thrust.

Indulging him with your body and making him almost pass out from happiness, his heart was immediately yours to do whatever you wished to with. Even if you squeezed it and stepped on it, he'd thank you and find it the hottest thing ever.

The forums became a thing of the past, his human magazines that he spent so much of his salary on collecting and getting every new edition the day it dropped, are now forgotten and collecting dust.

He's very clingy and is a sad mess whenever you leave his apartment to go back to your home, you haven't invited him over yet so he has to helplessly wait until the next time you come over.

Coaxing you to stay whilst eating you out, using every trick in the book he can think of to convince you on why it's better to just spend the night at his place. If you want to stuff then he is ready to drive you there and back here just to get them, you don't have to lift a finger and be his lovely passenger princess.

Although, now his salary goes into funding this homemade porn new habit of his. Buying only the best of the toys for you, the highest quality vibratiors and lingerie that's tailored to your body.

He gets off using them whenever you're not around, watching a past video of you fucking yourself with these toys as he does the same. Just the idea of them having been used by a human gets him on the edge, but the fact you were that human specifically is what gets him to cum whilst crying your name.

You're very eager to film with him. He notices the way your lips curl from humiliating him on camera, softly bullying him as you tease and edge his cock. Making him fuck you with the slowest pace possible and turning him from a respectful noble high elf, into a desperate needy pathetic whore who needs his cock inside you to function.

Elves known for their grace and wisdom. The fact he has lived way more than a century and yet you reduced him to an animalistic state as he fucks you with all of his power.

High elves call sex lovemaking instead, consider it to be a joining of soul that's full of love passion and gentleness like no other. Yet he is leaving his marks along your body, squeezing your thighs so hard until his handprints stay there, kissing and sucking on your neck and throat so he can spend the whole night admiring his work while you sleep.

Sometimes during your sleep, you do hear a wet sound besides you, heavy breathing and a muffled moans as he strokes his cock, rubbing at the head to quietly get off. He doesn't dare touch you while you sleep, merely laying besides you in agony at never being able to get off on his own no matter how many times he fucks his own fist.

Your smell is everywhere too, that human scen that your kind is blissfully unaware of. He can smell it on his clothes that he lets you borrow, pillow cases and sheets.

Even his home office isn't free from it, as much as he tries to keep that space neat and tidy in case of a video call work meeting, he just couldn't refuse your request to tie him to his office chair and suck him off while he tries not to cum.

He gets the same heated feeling between his legs whenever he sits in that chair since then, clearing his throat and hiding his tenting hard cock under his desk from the camera on his work laptop. Keeping the facade of being a calm, collected noble elf.

More on the fluffy moments, he found out he likes having his ears petted gently because of your curiosity that one time. Usually elf ears are off limit since the pointer they are, the more a show of pride they represent.

Elves are discouraged to touch their ears or anyone's because of that, since they were children. Parents would tell their kids that their ears would flop or stay in weire shapes if they let others touch them.

But you just did it one day, without regard. Asking if you can try something and just reaching out towards his face. At first he panicked when he realised it was his ears, but then it felt...good.

Your touches were gentle, comforting. He found himself relaxing and leaning into you, not even caring if this is considered inappropriate. Human hands are really soft and round in comparison to elves, almost like these hands were made for the sole purpose of petting things.

Another time, you two found each other by mere chance at a supermarket while shopping. He usually avoids all humans and never looks them in the eyes, but he couldn't look away from you since the second he recognised you.

The two of you spent the afternoon shopping for groceries together, getting to know each other's food preference and actually having a good time. It reminded him that he never lost the friend he made in you, that sex never made you view him differently.

He took note of a particular snack or drink in your cart. The next time you went to visit him, he had it in his fridge for you. He isn't very good at cooking, but sometimes he shares elven dishes with you.

They're heavy on the vegetables and spices, and each dish prefers complexity rather than simplicity. He knows the tastes might be too intense for humans so he prepared a watered down version of it for you.

You make the mistake of kissing him after it, and just the taste of the original dish on his lips sends your tastebuds into alarm. One flavour after another invading your sense, it's like everything all at once was pushed to the limit. He confesses that magic is involved in making that dish to intensify the spices, but he rubs your back as you chug water afterwards to try and wash it out.

One time, you accidentally mixed your glasses and took a sip of elvish alcohol, a single small sip. You were hungover for three days after and had to take time off work. He stayed by your side in bed and nursed you back to health. Thankfully, the cantrip he was born with does alleviate pain and refresh the mind.

He admits he finds it adorable, how humans are oversensitive to so many "normal things". Like a fresh breath of life trying things for the first time.

As for the possessive side, he'd probably get really defensive about you on these forums. Claiming since he is your "boyfriend" then he has every right to be protective of you and never allow anyone else the chance to contact or meet you.

He doesn't think less of you for sleeping with him or being friends with benfits. It is one of the many things he really admires about humans and find unimaginably hot. Even if you never start a relationship with him, he will die happily knowing he was your boytoy for all of your lifetime.

What he hates is the potential that he might lose you to someone else. That other human enthusiasts like him no doubt also find these things hot about you and would want a piece for themselves.

And it's making him more possessive of you, feeling more entitled to the videos you two film. Half of them he doesn't actually share on the forums and just saves for himself. He took editing courses on the side to learn how to fully make your identity untraceable so that none of them gets the chance to find you let alone your online accounts.

[aldritch-ao3]

genuinely this is my fav jjk fic ever. better than canon. i like how seamlessly you weave in all the new lore! The way we slowly learn more about jian's life (and btw. character who is possesive as fuck? yeah:3 thanks) is so well done. the interactions between jian & the rest of the cast kill me - i think part of the reason i ship everyone/jian is because you write their interactions so well it just feels like you can already tell how their relationship would progress, like it would be the most natural thing in the world. also more jian+gojo interactions. 4 me. or more jian+geto interations. 4 me. or- this fic is the one i am most excited to see update in my bookmarks atm, i'm so obsessed. genuinely feels like it's own origional story. jian is my #1 fav guy of all time. i am right behind you in being about to make jian doll. also i love the way you make og!naoya feel like a part of the story still - he's almost a ghost in it, despite still living, because irregardless of how little he appears on screen he still deeply affects the story. i love his parent arc btw. insane place to take his character and yet. it's so good. also you're single-handedly making me obsessed w/ muta despite not caring about him at all before this fic. your background character promotional agenda strikes again. i think he and yuuji should talk. two guys losing control(idk how to better put it but. you get me) of their bodies because of the jujutsu system.

ALL THAT AND YOUR ART FUCKS TOO. this ask is already too long so perhaps i shall return another day to gush about your artstyle.

this is such a nice ask ive been going crazy abt it since u sent it ... singlehandedly revitalizing me after a bad sleep night twice in a row. my hero and savior ...

i'm SO pleased to have any sort of impact on any of my readers, ESPECIALLY in making them more fond of certain characters! i think muta is like, my shining star hero and saviour and best friend and im overjoyed to hear i made even a single person consider his merits as a character more. he's so spectacular and has such remarkable potential and charm. ive said before that while i adore mechamiwa (and the rarepair of throwing kamo in the mix, even!) i wish there was more media, especially fic, exploring who he is as a person outside of the girl he loves. theyre sweet but both of them deserve to shine as individuals, too! my muta agenda. everyone must love him for ever and ever

even im surprised by the directions naoya has taken in this. it just felt right. natural. jian's influence on him, and his influence on jian, makes me kind of like, bouncing off the walls batshit unhinged in a way im not sure i could articulate because i have very little room to really showcase how they are removed from each other - after all, even when theyre separate, theyre bound together as something close to a single entity. im really attached. how did this happen? no one has answers especially not me

extremely flattered you enjoy my art, too ... im very out of practice drawing people on account of the one-two punch of a warrior cats and then sonic fixation that lasted like a year each, and getting to toy with it in a fresh exciting way is a treat for me. motivated entirely by My Guys! not that jian counts there because hes like a weird animal creature. but ive rambled enough about jian's design i shant bore everyone with it again.

asks are like a little treat for me forever. just for you i post more of my Drawigns

[doiesfav]

ﾟ𐦍༘⋆Strawberry Sunday - Doyoung ||

Pairing: father! Doyoung x fem! Reader

Plot: You realized that your daughter would feel awkward with his own dad sometimes so you decided to do a picnic to help them improve their relationship.

Genre: fluff, parenthood, established relationship, slice of life, fiction

doesn’t contain anything tbh

wc -> 1,5k

A/n: I JUST FINISHED WRITING IT WHILE ISTJ WAS OUT AND OMG WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? THE WHOLE ALBUM IS SO GOOD (PRETZEL THO) Anyways thanks guys again for supporting me ♡

From PARENTHOOD SERIES

MASTERLIST

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You and Doyoung always wanted a child, it was both of your dreams as a couple and it became true. He has been working nonstop to provide a comfortable lifestyle for the family, and when you became pregnant it was as if all his hard work were paid off. But even though you guys achieved it, he hadn't had that much time to spend time together with her 2-year-old daughter, Aeyoung.

Sunday, a day were a family can relax and have fun together. Your 6 year old daughter doesn’t spend a lot of time with her dad like they used to, instead it has became kinda awkward when those two were alone so you decided to resolve that. First thing you did when you woke up was kiss doyoung on his cheek, you were used to it since dating so why not.

He was still asleep and you went to check on your daughter, “honey, wake up the sun already rose” You could see her trying to wake up because she was the well mannered and responsible type of kid. You petted her messy dark hair that reminded you of doyoung’s one, in fact, she resembles Doyoung a lot, her personality, her eyes and her hair. Although the face would be a mix of you two.

“Mommy, can I help you do breakfast today?” You nodded but before she could move you said “What about helping me prepare things for a picnic?” Her face lighted up you could see her excitement in her eyes. “Really??” she says out of excitement. As you two were going to the kitchen doyoung woke up. ''Good morning princess'' He went and hugged your daughter, but she just accepted the hug and suddenly became shy, ''Honey go to the kitchen first okay?'' You said to let you talk alone with Doyoung for a moment.

''Baby, don't you think she feels shy around you'' You said with a sweet voice but low so she couldn't hear the conversation, ''yea I thought I was the only one who noticed, Why would she feel like that? I am a bad father?'' He said those words feeling heartbroken, just the thought that his own daughter doesn't feel comfortable around his father was sad. You knew Doyoung works a lot and doesn't spend that much time around but it ain't his fault either, ''Doyoung, let's go out together today, and if your relationship improves, you know we gotta keep going'' He agreed so you both started by going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast with Aeyoung.

''Mommy, is daddy going too?'' You nodded but already expected that question, ''Let's start by preparing sandwiches'' Your hand made a gesture for Doyoung to come where you were, ''But first wash your hands'' As soon as Doyoung understood what were you trying to do he carried Aeyong towards the sink and helped her wash her hands, and before Doyoung left her down he said ''What do you have to say to daddy?'' Aeyoung smiled ''Thank you Daddy'' she said while giggling. You were relieved for a bit knowing that Aeyoung still values Doyoung as her father.

''What do you want in your sandwich princess?'' Doyoung asked Aeyoung, ''Ummm, I don't know, can you choose it for me daddy?'' Doyoung asked if she was sure and she nodded with a warm smile that was a mix of us. ''We finally finished our sandwiches'', yours was a classic chicken lettuce and tomato, Doyoung's one was imitation crab meat, boiled egg with mayo, and your daughter's one was a strawberry with cream sandwich because she liked sweet things like any other kid her age so your husband guessed right. She liked it a lot and since Doyoung knows how to cook very well it was even more delicious.

But there were still a lot of strawberries left and you had to use it all before it gets spoiled, luckily you all liked strawberries so it was easier to enjoy all that. The easiest idea was probably a strawberry smoothie, it was only mixing it in a blender with a few other bunch ingredients, ''Do you like strawberry smoothies honey?'' Aeyoung said out of excitement yes, she loved those. ''Are you sure we can eat all those strawberries today?'' Doyoung asked out of curiosity while blending the smoothie, ''I'm not that sure actually, but I'll think of a plan anyway'' The food waste here in Korea is no joke so you didn't want any problem with it. Finally done with the food you all changed clothes and ate breakfast with some leftovers, you started putting the food in the picnic bag, ''Baby, do you want to carry the bag or hold hands with Aeyoung'' You laughed knowing it was a trick question, of course, he wouldn't want you to carry the heavy bag but the plan of improving the relationship with Aeyoung was still on the action.

You saw Doyoung's doubtful face, ''Is a joke, I'll carry the bag don't worry'' and gave him a peck on his lips after he laughed back and complained knowing is also a joke like he always used to do since the day you meet him. You went to check on your daughter, ''Honey, let's go'' But before you could leave she hold your big hand compared to hers. ''Why daddy wasn't with us other days but today he did'' She asked half angrily but confused at the same time. ''Honey, the reason daddy isn't with us all the time isn't our fault nor yours. But when he's with us we have to enjoy it a lot, okay?'' You gave her a kiss on her forehead. Based on her facial expression it was as if she understood, Aeyoung was always a smart and understanding kid even if she was only 6 years old. ''Okay mommy, I'll try to give dad a fun time today'' She said and ran to Doyoung who was in the kitchen.

Doyoung was surprised at this but still kneeled and hugged her back. ''What happened honey'' ''Nothing is just that I missed you'' And Doyoung looked at you smiling which he answered with a flying kiss which you found cringe but laughed anways and made you flustered. ''Ready to go?'' Doyoung asked all of us and we nodded. After walking for about 20 minutes we arrived, the weather was excellent and there weren't too many people, ''perfect'' You said with a relieved feeling.

You and your husband prepared the blanket for you all to sit down and when it was done Aeyoung started taking out all the food. Sandwiches, strawberries, smoothies, and a strawberry shortcake you made beforehand, ''woaah, so many pink things, I like it'' Aeyoung giggled. ''Aeyoung, let's eat later and first play something okay?'' She nodded. You took out the guess-who game, but since it was for two people, Doyoung and Aeyoung teamed up.

You guys played 4 rounds, 3 rounds were Aeyoung and his father and in the other one, she teamed up with you, though she won all the rounds no matter who she was teamed up with. After playing some other games it was finally time to eat, and Aeyoung was very excited to do so. It wasn't her first time going out for a picnic but every time you guys went she acted like it was her very first time, she never gets tired of it.

You ate first the sandwiches you made on our own, but close after everyone finished eating them, you guys were kinda full but still had a lot of leftovers. While your husband and daughter were playing you were thinking about what you should do with it, then your brain sparkled. You could give it away to people. You told Doyoung and he agreed ''But, you and Aeyoung not me'' You winked at him which he answered by kissing you and it suprised you.

''Aeyoung, Do you want to give these leftovers to people?'' Doyoung said to his daughter ''Whyyy?'' Doyoung pressed his lips not knowing what to say and looked at you asking for help but you looked away ''So, we have to be good people and since we are full is good to offer it to others'' Aeyoung kinda understood it and kept nodding her head adn agreed.

They both held hands and Doyoung carried the leftovers, he wasn't an introvert but neither he was the most extrovert so he became a little bit shy at first. They found a young couple ''Excuse me, we have some strawberries would you like some?'' Doyoung said shyly but then Aeyoung repeated with enthusiasm ''Yes, would you like some'' The couple reacted happily and accepted it, ''Is she your daughter, she's so cute'' Doyoung blushed more than Aeyoung should but it made him happy anyways.

They kept doing this until there weren't strawberries left. They have successfully done it and made a high five when they returned, you were sleeping so your daughter woke you up. ''Mommy we don't have more strawberries'' she cheered while trying to wake you. After you woke up Aeyoung told you everything and then decided to wrap it up and go home. ''Did you like this picnic Aeyoung?'' Doyoung asked, She said yes feeling very happy more than she usually is and she even asked him to lift him up. Doyoung of course did it. And then headed home. Your mission was completed.

Thanks for supporting and sorry if the end is a bit lazy (It was done while watching the ISTJ showcase LMAO) Anyways stream ISTJ and would appreciate reblogging or following thanks ♡♡♡♡♡♡

[bossthebicon]

a ranking & summary of my thoughts on gmmtv 2024 part 1

pluto: this is my everything already. A GL??? with two of my fave actresses film & namtan??? AND a complex, interesting plot??? I'm obsessed already!!! this looks so good I'm so happy it's happening & it will become my whole personality once it airs!!!

the trainee: I genuinely believed, even with the rumors that off, gun, view, kapook & sea would be in a show together, that we wouldn't get an offgun show this year. AND I WAS WRONG!!! is this what it's like to always fucking win??? like genuinely, my ship is THAT ship, I'm so lucky & happy and I love them so much <3

peaceful property on sale: duuuude, this looks so fun??? I was already hooked when I saw new's over the top character, but a ghost haunting show with taynew, jan & mook??? absolutely incredible! this looks ridiculous & I know I'm gonna love every second of it!

my golden blood: bruh, thank goodness I was warned about jossgawin in advance or I might have had a heart attack, but honestly????? THEY ATE THAT! and mond playing the villain????? babe, that casting is incredible & perfect, I'm obsessed!!! I usually don't like supernatural stuff but I was also a teen wolf fan bruh so atp I'm gonna EAT that shit UP!!!

wandee goodday: you might not know it, but I have a super power. every time I start being a fan of someone who hasn't done bl, they do bl the following year. this year it was nonkul, and next year it's gonna be great sapol. AND I LOVE THAT FOR ME!!! this looks really good & fun, the characters are interesting and the story not too crazy or too basic. I can feel that it's gonna be good!

ploy's yearbook: a female-led show & the return of mond as a main??? BLESS!!! I love most of this cast, this looks fun as hell, I adore my gmmtv girlies... gotta watch this for sure! love seeing earth in more roles outside of his ship too!

enigma 2: I still haven't watched season one, am planning on watching it very soon, but I've heard great things so I'll be sure to catch season two as well! especially since I really liked toey jarinporn in the recent lakorn to the moon and back so I'm excited to see how she does!

my precious the series: as you know I've watched the movie in theaters, but I'm excited for it to be out as a series too, especially since there's extra scenes! seems like it might be even more lovable, and also if it's on gmmtv's youtube channel I'll finally be able to gif the iconic scenes :')

high school frenemy: this looks interesting & I like sky, but I feel like the plot doesn't make sense if it's not a love story... idk I feel like since this is adapted from a kdrama it's just gonna be a frustrating story that should be a romance but is reduced to bromance instead... I might still watch though :')

only boo: this looks kinda cute though basic. I don't know both main leads but might watch it.

we are: this has all ships I like, especially marcpawin & aouboom who deserve more spotlight, so I will be watching, but the plot seems really basic so I'm not expecting anything out of this world...

kidnap: this plot seems interesting but the cast isn't so... yeah.

summer night: I was so confused by who is supposed to be with who in the show lol, honestly I was down for dunkphuwin lmao, but this looks too messy for me :')

my love mix-up: I absolutely despise remakes even though I enjoyed kieta hatsukoi & like geminifourth, and although I'm certain this version will fix the chemistry issues of the original, I'm not gonna be watching it.

ossan's love thailand: same thing as for the previous show but even more so bc ossan's love is such a product of its time & shouldn't be remade in 2024 imo...

[loveisonlyforthebrave8]

you’re so sweet. thank you so much!! i’ve watched love in the air. i know boss but i didn’t know his partners name. i’ve also watched:

dead friend forever (it was so fun; tan was right and he should’ve been able to kill all of em. except my sweet sunshine bby white who didn’t deserve anything bad to happen to him ever)

two worlds (loved it)

cutie pie 1&2 (eh),

naughty babe (loved but i think i love the pairing),

not me (chefs kiss),

kinnporsche (the volume in which i screamed cousin fuckers and then sung sweet home alabama, 10/10 would recommend to a friend),

the sign (so ridiculous but like in a great fun way; i like police procedurals and i like fantasy)

only friends (i wish i had a toxic dramatic friend group :/),

between us (that jaw thing mr blond did was oddly attractive; can’t wait to see the pair in the vampire show!),

last twilight (my heart ached and baked and was made into a cake. that means i loved it),

kiseki: dear to me (ai di owns my heart forever; i like his big puppy chen yi too. i couldn’t get into the main pairing tbh),

together with me 1&2 (it was okay)

love in translation (cuuute)

do you have any more recs???

First of all can, this list is immaculate (bar cutie pie, did not vibe with that one bit)

Secondly, I see you with your insane taste in ships. Maxnat from Two Worlds/Naughty Babe? This is top tier shit. I found Naughty Babe awful and mostly unwatchable (I'm not domundi's- the company who produced naughty babe and cutie pie- biggest fan) but MAXNAT??? That pairing have me wrapped round their fingers. Especially Max. Goddamn.

Thirdly, did you like love in the air? Thoughts on the second half of the show in particular? Because the other main couple (fort and peat) are my precious fucking baby angels and I would die for them. And if you liked them then my first recommedation is the currently airing Love Sea the series, because they're tearing me limb from limb. Every week they do something that thrills, excites, and terrifies me all in equal standing.

In terms of other recs, I can definitely give you a few I enjoyed, because your list is very good already and I'm seeing that we have quite similar taste.

I want to throw the show Manner of Death at you. You've seen Together With Me, and if you liked our boys Max and Tul and managed to wade your way through that show plus it's sequel, based on their chemistry alone, then Manner Of Death will be refeshing change for you. Because their chemistry is even better and the story line actually has a very clever and exciting narrative. Plus, its a lot more mature than your average highschool drama bl.

Tale of 1000 Stars is another show I really enjoyed. Its bl pairing is Earth and Mix, they have fantastic chemistry and the show has a really interesting plot that kept me hooked. It's a bit more typical thai bl in certain aspects, and the intimate nc scenes are next to none, but their relationship is one I was hooked on and I enjoyed the story a lot.

I have also enjoyed: 4 Minutes is only one episode in, but I can already tell it's going to be a favourite, which says a lot. But I am also very biased towards the lead male, Bible Wichapas aka Vegas from Kinnporsche. Man Suang is a movie, not series, but its on Netflix and its Mileapo from Kinnporsche. It's historical, gritty, heart-hitting, and just generally very fucking well produced. Moonlight Chicken (the side couple had me hooked immediately) Ingredients (cute af mini series with a Jeff Satur-Kim from KP) My Stand-In (I endjoyed it for what it was, it was a bit ridiculous) Vice-Versa (If you liked JimmySea you'll probably enjoy this) Bad Buddy (Great chemistry between the main characters) And a Taiwanese bl I liked was: History 3: Trapped.

(Your kinnporsche review is EVERYTHING. No notes.

The Mr Blonde jaw thing had me chuckling. I too, very much enjoyed the jaw thing. Hope the vampire show is directed well. Bounprem deserve it.

Tan absolutely should have slain them all. Apart from bb White. Agreed. Wholeheartedly.

Ai Di x Chen Yi were the only reason I was watching that show. For real.

Last Twilight was fantastic. I just didn't vibe with the ending. If it had ended on that rock cliff? Perfection. Stunning. Show-stopping.)

I hope you enjoy some of these! Sorry this got SO LONG.

[recurring-polynya]

Hi! First, I just wanted to say that I've been reading your work for a long time. I love your point of view on these characters and am so excited to keep reading Damage History!

I'm curious what you think it would have been like if Kaien lived. More specifically, how would he have reacted to Rukia and Renji's relationship? Would he make Renji fight him after he finished with Byakuya? Would he be scheming with the other lieutenants to push them together? What do you think?

Thank you so much!

This is a Good Question! I think there are two different ways to look at it, which we will look at under the cut, because I can tell you right away this is gonna Get Long.

Scenario 1. Everything goes exactly as in canon, except that now, Kaien is there.

This is going to sound a little goofy, but I think it is so interesting that there are so many small changes that you can make to Bleach canon that just suck all of the air out of the story, and this is one of them. The Soul Society Arc isn't quite a tragedy, but it has a lot of the bones of a tragedy, in the sense that things had to line up in exactly the right way for it to go so terribly wrong. Some of it is obviously Aizen's machinations, but some of it is simple bad luck, or human nature (for a generous interpretation of "human"), or some combination of the above.

A very notable aspect of Rukia and Renji's part of this story is how alone both of them are, how let down they are by the people who ought to be there for them. Byakuya is the most obvious example, but Rukia's captain wants to advocate for her, but he's sick and behind the eight-ball on everything that follows. Her Third Seats are too busy with Ukitake, and don't have the political capital anyway. Kaien is dead. Like, that is a very important thing that happened. He ought to be the one fighting for her, and he isn't and she blames herself for that. Is Renji there for her? He has no reason to be, in Rukia's mind, and he seems to be sticking to his duty for now, but we, the readers, can tell that's not such a certainty.

Renji is really alone, too. He's just started out with a new captain who hasn't turned out to be the man Renji thought he was. He can't go backward, though--Kenpachi and Ikkaku and Yumichika are already the first ones in line to go fight the ryouka. Hinamori and Kira make it clear early on that their loyalty to their own captains takes priority over Renji's old friend, and Hisagi ends up following suit. I will never stop being impressed by the richness of the scene where Aizen tries to buddy up to Renji, because he's really pinpointed Renji's vulnerability here.

This really sets the stage perfectly for Ichigo to blow onto the scene and be the one person who inspires Renji to throw everything to the wind and choose to save Rukia.

Now, if you back up and put Kaien back into the mix, it ratchets the dramatic tension down about twenty notches. For starters, it would probably be Kaien who would get sent to the Living World to retrieve Rukia. I can't imagine it could have gone worse than ending with Byakuya cutting Ichigo down in the street. In all likelihood, Rukia would have been more willing to go back in the first place, knowing that there is someone who is going to be willing to hear her out fairly, even if she ends up in trouble for it.

Renji's been waiting for her to get back, and I think he would try to go see her, even if she were under house arrest or similar. On one hand, I think he might still give her some shit for getting herself in trouble, but it wouldn't be the utter disaster their canon reunion was, and I think he could pretty firmly offer her his support from the get-go, maybe not officially (but that's okay, because she's got her vice-captain for that) but at least emotionally, something that was a lot harder to tease apart when he was her actual jailkeeper.

Even if Byakuya and Renji are still the ones who arrest her and that all goes the same, at the point where Byakuya announces that he's not going to do anything to help Rukia, I think Kaien would step up and make a huge, public fuss. I'm not saying it would be easy for Renji to go against his captain on the downlow, but it would certainly be easier than straight-up treasoning. I can def see him approaching Kaien, like "I do not want her to get executed and I will help you in any way I can to prevent that from happening" and Kaien would be like "I do not know who you are, but thanks, I will keep that in mind."

In either case, I think Kaien would now end up the main shinigami character of the Soul Society Arc. There would be no real reason for Renji to confront Ichigo, so either Kaien would take that role, or it would just be skipped. Kaien would be the one to fight Byakuya--they've obviously had beef for a long time, and unlike Renji, I think Kaien might actually stand a chance. He'd probably send Renji off to go try to interrupt the execution, or maybe he'd just have Miyako do it, who knows!

Assuming that everything sort of falls out as it does in canon, I think at the end of the day, Kaien would be like "yeah, that Renji guy is a nice kid, he helped me out some, seems devoted to Rukia." At this point, though, Renji has been stripped of all of his big character moments. He probably didn't even make bankai. I assume Byakuya fired him. Much like Renji and Hisana, it's very hard for Renji and Kaien to occupy the same space in a story! I know this feels kinda lame, but it's because the story has to be the way it is! That's what makes it so good the way it is!

Scenario 2. This is more of a character-based scenario, where the entire Rukia execution debacle never happened. Maybe Aizen decided that Kaien would solve everything and made different plans. Maybe Renji got promoted a year earlier. Regardless, we've got a peacetime scenario, business-as-usual, Kuchiki-the-Senior makes the most insane hiring decision Kaien has ever heard of, and then the punk shows up at Kaien's division and makes overtures at Kaien's beloved protege??

Kaien would be in tears. He would think this was the funniest thing he had ever seen. He would assume that the whole thing was entirely unserious and would tease Rukia mercilessly about it (and also offer to beat up Renji if he was bothering her). Rukia would be mortified. Miyako would have to grab Kaien by the ear and drag him off and yell at him extensively. He would apologize to Rukia about it, but also continue to insist that Renji is ridiculous. Renji would challenge him to a fight and lose and then let Rukia put Chappy bandages all of over his face. Then Rukia would challenge Kaien to a fight, in order to avenge Renji's honor, and Kaien would realize the error of his ways, especially after Miyako refuses to put any Chappy bandages on his face. They would be friends after that, but Kaien would still call Renji "kid" and "punk" all the time, even at lieutenants' meetings.

[iamthecomet]

Daily update on into the eyes of fire, on yesterday and on today

You‘re so right. Being a perfectionist for me often means that I will not do something at all. Having that mixed with executive dysfunction just doesn’t work out great most of the time.

I‘m happy to talk to you about it, thank you for the offer! I‘m so excited to finish the first chapter, because then I’ll be able to tell so much more

I‘m also very glad that the day was better for you, and that your keyboard works again. For me it was a lot better as well. I had two friends coming over (that also stayed with me for the night) and it was really nice. We managed to finish watching season two of the Witcher, complained about overpowered characters and bad writing together

Then my ADHD kicked in as the others got really tired (they have a nighttime routine that took soooo long, goodness. I‘m glad if I’m able to brush my teeth for 3 minutes). It was pretty funny tho (I put this TikTok sound with „more passion, more passion, more energy, more energy, more footwork…“ on, held the speaker in my hands and danced around (it was a lot of fun tbh. I missed having these random bursts of energy, often caused by having a lot of sugar). It also made me tired so I got to sleep after that

Yeah! Casual nudity ghouls are awesome (they also made me more comfy with nudity, to the point of me running around shirtless at home from time to time. Yesterday even when my friends were over (it was so fucking hot). Like, I was always pretty comfy with nudity, but not to that point)

I did indeed get some drawing done! I finished the third panel of four on the third page (I just need the backgrounds for those first three as well, but I wanna do them all at once)

Today I had a lot of work to do and technically still do, but I am beyond tired and just gave up. Tomorrow will be two checkups and I’m absolutely not ready for one, but I fucking can’t anymore. I‘ll just try with luck because honestly, there is no way in hell I’m able to function enough to do work right now (I’m already glad that I managed to eat something now because my bloodsugar is probably way too low and I think it’s the reason for why I feel so terrible (physically) right now, so I think I’ll look for a sugary drink as well)

I have a headache but I’m really hoping that I‘ll be able to draw for at least an hour now, and that I’ll possibly even finish the third page

I Hope your day was good/is good, and that you got some stuff done that you wanted to do!

~ @owlishanon

Yay progress!! You've done so much work on it this week! I've gotten almost nothing actually finished this week, but it's ok. Sometimes things are just like that. I have a crochet project I'm hoping to finish today. And someday I'll get back into a consistent writing schedule, but probably not today. And your night with your friends sounds so fun!! All of my close friends live at least an hour and a half away from me at this point. So I don't get to have those nights as often as I used to. I hope everything went/goes well today. That sounds stressful, but I'm sure you'll make it through. You've got this!!