#aaaah thank you again for drawing my girl!!!

[kaledya]

I'm will mess the order of our conversations but I need to explain how the things happened !

So I was on Youtube, and i saw your post about you wanting to do some dark fantasy/steampunk story on your own world (and it is also my favorite type of book but with more fantasy politics I'm writing in my langage) and I was so hyped for the idea like putting some pom-pom girl outfit or whatever to encourage you to do it!!

Like let's go ! You have the potential and I will watch it all ! (Well not that my support can really help cause I have no influence on internet whatsoever but ahah) I will love it ! Like slayyyy🌸🌸🌸

And then I thought perhaps you had some concept art already on tumblr so I go here and then... IMMEDIATELY was attacked by your gift  and I was not ready. Kaledya *take my hamster* Like the doodles are so sooo cute !

First, Narrator is smooth. Ah ! My crazy baby. Just by the shape of his smile you know its over ahah

Second, Lolicia's second outfit (thanks bg3 again) and just, I just love how calm she looks.🌸 You did her so well, I need to try to do a profile like that for her!

Third, my favorite, the Human Lolicia. So pretty! First the doodles with the big eyes ! I love when you do that with the characters its very adorable. And her human face and the look is so Lolicia i think like soft and... unhinged a bit scary. Love it.

Fourth, Vittorio aaaah. So mischievous. *take my Astarion hamster back.*

Thank you ! I was not prepared! I know I was suppose to be. But I was not ahah. I will gift you back !🌸

_

I'm glad you liked the gift ! I will draw more and hopefully get better and better !

And fore the shape-shifting idea of Constantine for justifying differents type of horns is 🌸clever🌸. All questions of people answered just by that!

Also yes thank you, I just play doll with Lolicia's outfit and I justify it by saying its Velvette who makes it ahah

_

Anw I like your OCs too! And yes Narrator steal hearts of everyone I saw, good for him ahah ! Oh yes ! I think even if Constantine had a very strict and extreme education, even princes had time to go out with "friends" even if Constantine never really had friends before Serinity he still had guys of his age to spent time with sometimes and they just had a moment to be free a bit. So teen Constantine and Verdelet/Narrator we will see them in the short story !

I saw Turkish people weaponry in museum too! I don't like guns of our times but old riffles like that ? Yes. And don't mention Berserk like its not a trauma manga 😭 ahah

_

I love all of your designs I just don't say it all the time but I do!

_

I just love when you give all the comments about the chapters, rating about the songs and the ambiance (thank you again i just can't-) and then you just like :

You : So beautiful, I love it but now THE REAL DEAL, I don't fucking care, I want to know ABOUT LOLICIA...

And that just kill me with laugh. Every. Time.

_

Also for your exams (that is a damn important part) glad you made it to your first exam ! And for your boss exam just take an armor, focus on shading and proportion and just go for it. Slay! Everything will be okay *pom pom girl movement* Just slap that ART exam in the face.

The villain career just killed me twice ! Honestly, I can write your villain songs no problem. Let me just kidnapped a musician real quick just in case...

_

Thank you ! And you will do a fantastic animator once you are in that university of animation you want to be in. I'm not even worry, you have made a lot of progress since your first and last animatics on youtube for exemple, from the positioning of the characters, the dramatic effect linked to the music lyrics, the differents perspectives and the little details in the poses and camera work. So continue to be what you are !🌸🌸🌸

Now I will write !

OMG!!! Do you like the steampunk/fantasy theme too!!?? I'm so glad to hear that!! I seriously love this theme, both visually and in terms of the factors it adds to the story.

Right now, in my mind, the place where the first part of the story will take place will be a city that relies on technology and does not have much magic. Maybe it could be a region with class distinctions, a bit like the cyberpunk universe.

Or a universe where there is a lot of life difference between the nobles (wealthy people) and the Lower class people. in Red Rising and Mistborn While one side lives a rosy life amidst wealth, the other side is drowned in misery.

And did I understand correctly? Are you writing your own story about this concept in your own language??

SHOW MEEEEEE (in niffty's voice)

And THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! AND YOUR WORDS MEAN A LOT TO ME, THANKS A LOT!!❤️❤️❤️ And it doesn't matter whether you have an influence on the internet or not, you are someone whose work I love very much, it is an honor to be supported by you!)

---

YAAAAAAAAAY *gently takes the hamster* I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT!!!! I wish I could draw them more now. I love all of them very much, and I love Verdelet more and more with each passing chapter! Lolicia is great as always and not to mention Abaddon. I want to draw him so bad and I'm so excited for Charlie's meeting with him!

*kindly gives the hamster back*

----

And definitely! Constantine was someone who thought that there could be alliances in hell, but even those he thought friendship was impossible, this changed with Serenity, but it was a very sloooooow process. Even then, at first, instead of calling Serenity a friend, Constantine says this "she is tolerable or I find her amusement."So it really was a long process of acceptance for him.

And yes! Although Constantine had no friends when he was young, he spent a lot of time with people at his age: his cousins, or other high nobles like Verdelet!

And I read that short story and loved it!!Constsntine's training sequence, the dialogues between him and Verdelet, everything!! I really loved the dialogues and dynamics of Verdelet and Constantine. It was great to read the little adventure between them!!

And I love brothel story arcs for some reason too.Strangely, very rich story arcs can occur in brothels. I always think of the Yoshiwara arc in Gintama, it was a really great arc.

Also, the scenes where Verdelet takes Constantine to the brothel and they live there were beautiful!

Con: These pants are not coming on tonight. *" You dont have my attention "by looking at the brothel*

Verdelet:HAH! I never said anything like that *rips out someone's heart and shows it to Con* We're just going to do a live anatomy lesson" *"well.. you got my attention now"*

The short story was a seriously fun read!

--

Definitely! In general, everything that is old seems more artistic to me, even the rain pipes on buildings.

Yes, it was a trauma (experiences traumatic flashback), but on the other hand, it was a masterpiece manga. It was a perfect manga, both in terms of story and drawings.(funny part is, I'm wearing a Berserk t-shirt while writing this part)

----

And (⁠´⁠⊙⁠ω⁠⊙⁠`⁠)⁠→of course I will do this, you always bless me in your writing

And LMAO I love Lolicia and your OCs in general. Sometimes I even say, "Damn the general plot, I want to see these characters."Looking forward to Lolicia and Con meeting *getting ready to draw ship fanart*

And all joking aside, I love the designs you chose for your OCs in general and I also love their personalities. They are so fun to read. On the other hand, if you write a story that is told only POW of your OCs Please send it to me, I'll be happy to read it! 🛐🛐

---

And thank you very much for the support!!!! I hope I can win by working hard But just in case *prepares rope for kidnapping*

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL OF YOUR KIND WORDS!!!!❤️❤️❤️

____

Now it's time to talk about short stories. The short story between Azrael and Abaddon was simply a masterpiece.I loved the dialogues between them, their protection details were very nice.I really liked Abaddon's personality, you really created a beautiful character.

Michael's idea of giving Charlie and Constantine a blessing to prevent them from going to the dark side was really interesting.At least it clearly worked on Charlie. 2x cinnamon rolls

And Azrael taking care of Lucifer's ducks was so sweet!!

I'm seriously excited to see abaddon in the future.

And I LOVED ABADDON'S DESIGN AND AZRAEL LOOKS AMAZING !!!

In short, thank you again for blessing my eyes!!

Have a good day❤️❤️

[nnibarrel]

So... Trine 5: A Clockwork Conspiracy. My recent obsession. Let's go! I'll try to do it without significant spoilers.

Carefull, long post under the cut!

First of All. Amadeuses Kids! They grew up! UWU. They're such cute little young fireball casters. Omg, that's almost like watching your nephews grow, they feel so much like a family...

That game series has been with me since I was a child and as I remember Trine (part 1) was my first (real) videogame! And now when I play Trine 5 it cures my soul so much, right when I needed it. It's like... Has a Tolkien vibe for me. I mean in the sense that It's too fairy tail outside, it may look childish, but it has layers! I really like the plot, it hit me right in the heart and made me reflect. And I was struggling with dark thoughts on Future and Trine's perspective on the global world's problems made me smile and hope for the best... Really thank you, trine team, you're awesome :D Where there's people who share your concerns and put it in the work of art like that and make witty satire on it that's precious. I have returned some of my faith in humanity now. 

Well, maybe some people may not see what I saw or just won't feel such weight, cause my recent experience made me stump on it, so well I need to say that plot in general... Dramatic. I was impressed How it manages to balance at the edge of magical fairy tail and life drama (OR that's again me and my pains. Anyway...) STRONG twists and things at stake. Heroes encounter both global threat and personal challenges (all three of them, but poor wizard, he got it the most. But he's so silly old man, I'm crying) (Zoya, my girl, I love you...) (Pontius... You're just perfect, I'm proud of you, example of a real knight :D)

Character writing is amazing, they REALLY feel alive.

For example: Amadeus marries a woman after he became a hero and throughout the whole game series he mentions that, then he mentions their kids and, like i mentioned now, now we see how they grew up! And in fifth's game due to plot he misses his triplets greatly and in the forest three heroes meet a fox with three little foxes... And Amadeus is like "oh no, I'm a terrible father" 😭

And there's a lot of cute normal or giant animals in the game series, we're helping them and then they come up and help us. Such lightsome game, I can't/// Those animals... Uwu/// (Just a little detail but I wanted to mention that...)

What I like else about the narrative: humor :D For demonstration I just let Pontius to show himself:

And now when I've let out my shouts...

*sights* AaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAA. Another round, Friends :D

I. Worship. Those. Artists. They are geniuses. Screenshots speak for themself, I guess.

Design, artwork and effects... No, I can't describe it in words, again, I just pray on it. So damn enchanting. I literally dream to be like those artists who work on this series. (And that's a threat) When I think of it, well, maybe THAT magic inspired me to be who I am right now...

Magic observatory where's pictures of butterflies there and there... ARE YOU DESNAN, WIZARDS???

And those just killed me. Episode in a dark place with the sudden rays of hope... I was just. Aaaah... So beautiful both by art and location's story.  Replica of the second screenshot: "It's rare that ghosts are on our side. Usually we and undead are not on good terms." What did I tell you? :D Tolkien vibe!

So who got through my post till the end... Please, please get to know those game series. I didn't mention it at all above but It's also a genius of gameplay. It's a platformer with (some) fighting and (a lot of) puzzles. Also. It's thrice (:D) fun in coop.

AND. Music. Won't say much about it either but It's a genius magical masterpiece. I guarantee you: Trine soundtrack will find its way to your playlist.

P. S. Will I do fanart on trine? Maybe... Maybe... You know, I just have that strange thing: some stories are "sacred" in my brain so I can't Just sit and draw cause I'm constantly stressed out if it turns out bad or worse: not how I imagined it. Same with Tolkien books, btw. In fandom since childhood, (if you count that, if not - from adolescents and first steps to the internet) and no single drawing. (not single real drawing at least)

But! I have Nine Parchments fanart :D

Oooh. And. I have THEM in frame. Art from my friend who gifted it to me at postcrossing some time after we played Trine 4 (and then the whole game series) together! It was such a pleasant surprise!

The end. ❤️❤️❤️

[cookiewoli]

Moon's Whisperer - Sandrock fanfic

I'm not a writer usually, it's been like 10 years since I didn't write a story. But I wanted to try again and do a fanfic with my Sandrock's OC and Elsie.

This story is about an OC and Elsie, it takes place during the quest "Chasing Elsie", so it included spoilers. One character called Panah is included, and is a real character who will be in the game Project ME. Elsie mentioned her meeting with her during the quest.

More of that, I'm not a good writer, and English is not my first language, so sorry in advance

(I put the info references, click on the sentence it's a link)

Chasing Elsie quest

Project ME Panah in game

Project ME Panah drawing reference

Chap 1

The sun had just risen. It was the most beautiful, impressive and comforting moment of the day.

In the hollow of a cliff, the troop of monster-seekers gradually awoke and emerged from their respective tents to gather together in the square around a large campfire. Everyone came at their own pace, greeting each other in a friendly manner. It had only been one night since they had parted, but the reunion was always so pleasant.

Food rations were distributed as people arrived and settled in.

Once everyone was in their places, one of them stood up and moved to the center of the square. She quickly cleared her throat to attract the group's attention.

She was a tall woman with long brown hair flowing in the wind; her shoulders supported a yellow cape, and a mask adorned her face. She looked like something between a superhero and a McMole.

With her hands on her hips and her back straight, she seemed confident and energetic.

"Good morning, everyone! I hope you had a good night. Today, I'd like to introduce you to a new arrival!"

Whispering exchanges began without further ado. A new person joining the group? How did she get here? After a few seconds of suspense, she continued:

"I found her last night near our camp. She…

She seemed to be searching for words.

-She seemed to have run away from home. She'll tell you about it if she feels up to it, which is why we're all going to welcome her today! At least until she gets her strength back. Meet Elsie!"

The whispers died down, and a red-haired girl stepped in front of the group.

"Hey…! Nice to meet' ya. It's a bit embarrassing to be shown off like this in front of so many people, haha…. My name's Elsie! I hope to fit in with you soon!"

Her tone was cheerful and determined; she seemed in no way uncomfortable in front of so many people. The crowd exclaimed with several shouts:

"Welcome to the Monster Researchers camp!"

Some people stood up to shake hands directly with Elsie. "What a warm welcome!" She thought. Being the center of attention like this and cheered on for her arrival embarrassed her in the end. But she already felt at a new home.

"Come here, I'll show you your tent."

Elsie followed the one who had brought her here: she introduced herself as Panah. She had the makings of a leader and someone she could trust. Elsie felt safe with her, and already admired her.

On the way, they heard repeated crashing noises at regular intervals.

"Aaaah, sorry, but your tent is near the forge stand. I hope you don't mind the noise…?"

Out of politeness, Elsie wanted to reply that there was no worries, even though she knew in advance that the noise would soon annoy her.

"No worries, haha! Thank you so much Panah.

-You're welcome, that's normal! Take the liberty to go and rest, or get to know the other members of the camp. See you later!"

Panah walked off into the distance, greeting Elsie with a quick wave of the hand.

Elsie put her hands on her hips, undecided. She was so excited to have landed here that it seemed unimaginable to go and rest now. So she thought of introducing herself to the whole camp, starting with the blacksmith, who was just a few meters from her tent.

She rounded the bend that separated her from the stand, and arrived at the forge. Obviously, someone was there, working.

He was a rather imposing man. His hair was white, but with a black gradient. It was quite disheveled, and his front hair fell over his face. He had delicately braided his right side. Elsie then noticed that he had a long ponytail, tied low at the back.

After observing him from a distance, Elsie moved closer. The man was still tapping his sword, forging a sharp blade.

"Howdy!"

Elsie began playfully, waving her hand at him.

The man raised his head a few inches to look at the woman who had just disturbed him.

Elsie could then take a closer look.

His eyes were orange, with a confident, cold and intimidating look. He had a purple star-shaped tattoo on his left cheek; (it reminded Elsie of someone…)

He lowered his head to continue his work. He had completely ignored Elsie's greeting. She seemed embarrassed, so she continued:

"I'm new here! I arrived today.

-Okay."

His reply was curt and instantaneous. Elsie didn't know where to put herself.

"Er… My name's Elsie…!

-Hmm hmm."

He only nodded to let her know he'd heard.

Elsie began to wonder. Did he have trouble speaking? Like the doctor Fang in Sandrock? Did he already hate her? Was he like that with everyone? Despite this, Elsie didn't want to let the discussion end.

"You… Are you a blacksmith?"

With a heavy sigh, he put his hammer down on its base with a jerk, and stared at her.

"No no. I'm a florist."

Elsie sensed the sarcasm in his voice, and it was sincerely starting to annoy her. What's wrong with him?!

"Okay mister "the florist". What's your name?

-Are you done with your questions?"

This was too much. This insolence had become unbearable. Elsie let out a growl of frustration:

"What's wrong with you dude?! I'm trying to be nice and you talk down to me!

-Well, don't talk to me."

He picked up his hammer again and continued his work. Clearly, the discussion was over.

Elsie stomped off. Is everyone here like him?

She passed Panah on the way, already wandering about her duties as leader. She was bringing water rations to everyone. She immediately noticed her annoyance.

"Hey, Elsie! We meet again so soon, and it's already not going well?

-Why am I standing next to a dumb blacksmith?!

-Ah, I'm so sorry… Actually, there's a reason why the tent near the forge is never taken. I promise I'll get you somewhere else as soon as I can!

-I guess you know this blacksmith well?

Panah set her crates down and scratched the back of her neck in embarrassment.

-Yes… His name's Cassius. He's the least friendly guy in camp. You did wrong to introduce yourself to him in the first place.

-Why is he so mean and sarcastic?!

-Don't take it personally, he was like that with everyone at first.

-And does he plan to become friendlier over time, or should I put him on my freak list?

-Hmm…"

Panah pouted. The answer seemed obvious from the look on his face.

"It's complicated". Is that what you're going to say?

Elsie had read her mind.

-Yeah, well… Very complicated. But I know his greatest weakness…

A slight sneer appeared on Panah's face. This intrigued Elsie.

-Ooooh…? What kind of weakness? A sensitive subject? An embarrassing anecdote? A devastating secret?

-Sweets.

-Huh?"

Elsie looked disappointed, and lost. Sweets? Was that the weak spot of the camp's most imposing guy?!

"You heard me right… Sweets soften him up. And… So does alcohol, for that matter."

This last sentence had been said in a whisper. But unfortunately Elsie had heard.

"Right. There's one thing he's crazy about. It's lollipops."

Panah pulled one out of her pocket, and Elsie couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"HAHAHAHA! Is that really his weakness?! It's ridiculous and so humiliating for him!

Panah followed Elsie in her laughter.

-Honestly, it makes everyone laugh too! But I promise you he'll let his guard down if you give him one. He can't help having one in his mouth all the time. Here, give him one when he's done. I'm sure he won't be able to refuse.

-What?! Do I have to go back? But what do I tell him?

-Hmm…

Panah ponders.

-You said you wanted to learn how to fight, right?

-Exactly… I always wanted to learn, but my parents always refused…

-Very good! There's your opportunity! Ask him to forge some weapons for you to train with. If you have a good reason to talk to him, he won't turn you down."

Panah patted her on the shoulder and Elsie nodded, taking the lollipop in hand. She'd never tasted one, but it sounded delicious. Panah moved slowly closer, whispering with a wink:

"Besides, it's the last apple lollipop…! Tell him that."

They exchanged a laugh, and went their separate ways.

Cassius looked disappointed when he saw that Elsie was coming back to see him. Hadn't he made himself clear? He didn't want to see anyone, and certainly not her. He saw her as a child who wanted to make friends with everyone by coming up to him every day. That kind of person, he met a lot of them.

"I'm back!

Elsie shouted.

-Unfortunately.

At least that's an honest reaction.

-Can I… Help you with anything?

Elsie was desperate to try a rapprochement, with no sweets involved to begin with.

-Yeah, I need a favor."

Elsie's eyes widened victoriously. Had she already succeeded in befriending him? He's about to ask her for a favor!

"Yes, of course!

Elsie jumped for joy.

-See that place over there?

Cassius pointed to the cliff in the distance.

-Can you go see if I'm there? Just in case."

Disappointment. Elsie didn't know what was keeping her from sticking it to him. His insolence was unbearable!

"Haha, very funny. I've come to see you so you can forge me a weapon."

Cassius raised an eyebrow. Her? Weapons? Was she really planning to learn how to fight with a weapon?

"Sorry I don't have the tools to make children's toys.

-Hey, I'm not a child!"

Elsie hates it when people treat her like a kid. She's so much more than that! Admittedly, she lacks a little maturity, and her appearance is very childish…

"I think you're a kid. How tall are you? Like 1m20? You're tall for a 7 years old.

-I'm 1m52! Are you kidding me, I'm 18!

-It's the same. Anyway, you're not going to be able to carry much with your skinny arms.

-I've tried double daggers before, and I'm pretty good with them!

-Hmm hmm."

This is it, the moment. Time to exploit her weakness. Elsie took the lollipop out of her pocket, but kept it hidden in her hand.

"I've got something for you.

A grin appeared on Elsie's face.

-Hmm hmm.

He continued to raise and lower his arm repeatedly on the anvil.

-The last apple lollipop"

Cassius stopped tapping his anvil very briefly. Elsie had just caught his eye. Out of embarrassment that she'd noticed his interest, he continued tapping as if he'd heard nothing. But Elsie had clearly seen his reaction.

"I'll give it to you if -

-I don't want it."

She was speechless. That technique hadn't worked. Yet Panah had told her it would be a success! Maybe Cassius really does hate her, after all….

"You know what? I'm outta here. And I'm going to eat that last lollipop. Too bad for you.

-I'm not a dog you tame by feeding it. I don't like it when people in the camp do that to me. And I like it even less coming from a stranger."

The plan ended in failure. Elsie tucked the lollipop away in her pocket to eat later. She returned to her tent.

The next day, as usual, the group gathered around the fire for breakfast. Elsie noticed that Cassius was not present. What does it matter? It's better for her not to see him.

She got to know the other members, all of whom were nicer than one another. She really felt she belonged here. People saw her as she was, and not as a ranch kid who played pranks on everyone. She thought back to Sandrock; her family, her friends… She missed them all. But she swore she'd come back, once she felt ready. Ready to take responsibility for her actions, to face her mother and father, to apologize for her mistakes and behaviour. She wants to be someone else, so her parents can be proud of her.

Once breakfast was over, Panah asked Elsie to meet her in a few hours at the training area, to teach her how to fight. But she… She has no weapons! Cassius refused to forge them for her. Her first thought was to go and see him.

She didn't have time to get to the forge before she bumped into Cassius on the way. He stopped in front of her and handed her some double daggers. He had never looked more imposing than at that moment. It was the first time she'd seen him standing, and… He's a giant. He's probably at least six feet tall. His eyes stared intently at her, always with an air of disinterest. She couldn't help lowering her eyes to his torso. He was as tall as he was wide… He was so muscular that she wondered what it felt like to touch those muscles. She quickly looked up into his eyes to avoid appearing impolite.

"But… I thought you didn't want-

-I refused at the moment because I wanted you to leave me alone. And to show you that you can't buy people with gifts. But I was going to forge these daggers anyway. That's my job."

Elsie gripped the daggers. They were light, and perfectly sharp. She couldn't help but jump for joy! She stopped moving, and took yesterday's lollipop out of her pocket. To tell the truth… She was planning to give it to him today, rather than eat it.

"Here. Thank you.

-What's this doing here? I thought you-

-That I ate it? No. I just said that out of anger. And I may have left it in my pocket. Are we even?"

Cassius retrieved the lollipop and nodded his thanks. He yawned and rubbed his eyes, before leaving. Panah arrived just then:

"I see it worked?

-Yes, it did. Not the way you told me, but… It worked.

-You know, he… He spent the night on those double daggers.

Elsie opened her mouth wide, dazed.

-What? But I'd have known if he'd worked on them, my tent's right next to the forge!

-He moved the anvil and his equipment further away so the noise wouldn't wake you up. You know, he's the best blacksmith in the camp, and one of the best I've ever known. He does an excellent job, and quickly too."

Panah winked at her before leaving. Elsie couldn't help but let out a sigh followed by a laugh. She was really struggling to understand Cassius's behavior. Maybe he's not as mean and intimidating as he seems.

Next chapter <-

[urapocolypticcrush]

heyyy its me again! (anon! maybe one day i will tell u who i am…..)

i feel so happy! a cool girl on tumblr wants to answer my questions??? omg actually FREAKING out rn!

here are some questions!!

are u a theatre kid? if so have u been in any productions/musicals/shows/plays? which ones?

u said u liked art classes in ur intro?? i LOVE art, art is my soul and my whole being, art has been in my life forever (im talking about art as in painting/drawing, but also art as in music/theatre…. do u know what i mean? like art is EVERYTHING). what type of art r u into? do u draw or paint or sculpt? or something other extra cool?? can u tell me more about your art?

thanks so much for ur answers, u are making my day!

HEY ANON!!!!!! (i love this its like a lil mystery…)

STOP IM FREAKING OUT. you’re so sweet for saying im cool AAAAH. thank you for these questions i cant wait to answer!!!

im not a theatre kid sadly but i do music in school and i did drama when i was younger!! i was in my schools musical (as a chorus member not a main part lol) a couple years ago which was grease!! i love theatre and i really wish i was a theatre kid tbh

i love that you love art!!! i totally get you - i love both art like plays, music, theatre AND art as in drawing/painting/sculpting too!!!! (i love that you’re so into art i can definitely relate teehee)

for me, im into all types of art!! i draw and paint, and ive sculpted before but im not the best lol!! i love painting though!! watercolour or acrylic would probs be my favourite form of painting but i hope to get into oil painting one day!!! i love drawing too but mainly just sketches - i find it SO DIFFICULT to draw in detail… i also love embroidery even though im not the most skilled ever!! i really like felt pieces as well and theyre really fun to make!!

YOU are making MY day anon!!! thank you for all the asks youre so sweet :3 feel free to send anymore (or none if you dont want to!!!) and ill be happy to answer!! also feel free to tell me more about yourself in the asks, i loved hearing about how much you like art!!!!! we have so many common interests teehee

thanks again anon <33

[laismoura-art]

HEEEY!! SURE I DID, GIRL!!! I love to be asked about Harumi! And getting the chance to show off the Brazilian dub was a very welcomed bonus!! So thank you again for the ask!!🩷🩷🩷

YOU CAN SEE GUILENE AS HARUMI TOO?? AAAAH THAT MAKES MY DAY!!🥹

YES, HER BLACK CANARY WAS ICONIC!!!!

Whoever gets chosen to play Harumi has my full support and will hype the hell out of her!

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Totally get your choice! It fits the pattern and is a great way to hype up your own VAs! (Which I can totally relate, as it's exactly what I'm doing with Guilene🤭 we gotta hype up our own, am I right?)

Though I gotta say, if Suchin makes it to the game (or a future one) Sumalee could do her voice, as Suchin is confirmed Thai!👀❤️

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Lmao! That's exactly where I was going with their dynamic! I love the idea of Harumi being the "too much energy" of the duo and always trying to raise Kuai's spirits, cause she knows how fun he can be when he allows himself to get loose a little!!

Also, I love @suja-janee 's style! I hope they draw Harumi more!!!🩷🩷

AND PLEASE, THE BABY KUAIRUMI FIC IS JUST SO CUUUTE!!! I LOVED IT!!!🥹🩷💙🩷💙

Who do you personally cast as Harumi if she were to (hopefully) be playable? Me, I'd pick Sumalee Montano. Because 1) since she's the voice and mocap of Yuna in Ghost of Tsushima, it would be cute if she ended up being Jin's husband in another universe, and 2) because I think she has the range and capability to pull Harumi off. She's played so many badass characters like the aforementioned Yuna and Arcee from Transformers: Prime. Just listen to them both and tell me that’s not Harumi. Arcee’s snarky personality can also be for her more funnier interactions with Kuai Liang and Smoke 🤪

Also I kinda ship Jin and Yuna so it would be funnier if they end up becoming partners in two franchises 👀

Hi, Anon!! Thanks for the ask!!🩷

I went after Sumalee's work as Arcee and Yuna, and oooh I can definitely see our vision, and I loved it!

I totally see Kuairumi in Yuna and Jin! Him being more reserved and doing his very best to look always so composed and in control, but just not being able to keep it together when he's around the pretty girl🤭 it's cute!

Meanwhile, she's more open about her feelings and makes sure he knows how much she cares for him!

It's an undeniably cute dynamic!

As for her work as Arcee, I believe Harumi would save the snarky attitude for her enemies and be more of a tease towards her friends!

Especially towards Kuai, who's completely out of his comfort zone and having to take a role he didn't want to nor was prepared to take!

She would tease him and make little jokes just to light up the mood. He would pout at her comments and, for a moment, would just forget about all his problems. It helps, even though he doesn't realise right away!

So, Sumalee is definitely a great choice!🩷

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Now for my personal choice:

See, I'm Brazilian, and most of us take pride in our voice actors and the amazing work they do!

We have so many iconic voices, Guilherme Briggs, Flávia Saddy, Miriam Fisher, Marcio Seixas, and so, so, so many more!

So when I think of a voice for Harumi, I can only think of Brazilian voices for her. My personal favourite being:

Guilene Conte!

Here's a little compilation so you can hear her voice!

Her work as Rochelle from "Everybody Hates Chris" is LEGENDARY to the point whenever we hear Rochelle's actress, Tichina Arnold, speak in English it just feels sooo wrong!😂😂

Her works as Sarah Lance and Capitan Amélia were great, too. She has a really strong voice, fitting with a leader, I can definitely hear her commanding her warriors in defence of the Shirai Ryu!

She would also go personally to Kuai's defence when a student tries to be too bold on him, talking back and acting disrespectful, she would snap at them Rochelle style and make them wish they were never born (that definitely extends to Bi-Han), lol💀

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

In a perfect world, Sumalee voices Harumi and Guilene does the Brazilian dub!👀💕💖💞💓

@madamealtruist you're the pro when it comes to voice acting. Please, girl, do share your thoughts when you're back!💕

[alltoowelltom]

pink lines [part six]

tom holland x reader

series summary: when you find yourself alone, pregnant and scared, there’s only one person you can turn to. but where do you draw the line between friendship and more…

updates tuesday nights EST ?

warnings for this part: pregnancy mentions, cursing, bit of angsting, some fluff 'cause you know i live for fluff

+ series masterlist!

a/n: aaaah can't believe we're at part 6 already! this is officially my longest fic and I couldn't be prouder of her. i want to thank you all so much for your support, it truly means the world to me <3 i'm thinking maybe 3 or 4 more parts give or take, just in case anyone's wondering

✧･ﾟ: chapter six ･ﾟ:✧

June 1st, 7:32pm.

“We’re so late, Tom!” you say, urging him to drive quicker.

“We’re like 10 minutes late, don’t worry about it,” says Tom, taking one hand off the wheel to rest on your knee.

“Fifteen. Seventeen, actually. Your mum’s already texted twice to ask if we’re okay,” you fret.

Tom rolls his eyes, spotting an empty parking space and pulling smoothly into it. He switches off the car and manages to get out and jog around to the passenger side door before you’ve managed to get your seatbelt off.

“Here we are, Your Majesty,” he says, bowing as he helps you out. You spot a cheeky grin splash across his face that he can’t quite hide as you swat at his shoulder.

“Get a move on, slowcoach!”

He giggles as he straightens up, nodding his head.

“Yes ma’am.”

The all-too-familiar click of a camera shutter sounds from somewhere on your left, and Tom’s head snaps up as a reflex, giggle dying on his lips. Three or four paps loiter across the road, all lifting their cameras up when they spot him.

“Y/N, switch places with me,” he hisses, moving you so that he now stands between you and the cameras. “Keep your head down and keep walking, okay?”

Before you can even ask what’s happening, the yelling starts.

“Tom, Hi, Tom! Over here!”

“Tom, who’s the girl?”

“Is that your baby?”

“How does Zendaya feel about your baby mama?”

Tom wraps an arm around you protectively, trying to shield you from the men. “The restaurant’s right up there, love. Keep going.”

You both manage to make it to the restaurant, the darkened doors providing an escape from the bright flashing of the paparazzi outside. Tom’s arm remains wrapped around your shoulders and he squeezes gently. “Are you okay? I’m so sorry about them.”

You shake your head.

“I’m fine. It’s not your fault, really.”

Tom looks like he wants to argue, but he’s interrupted by someone calling from the other side of the restaurant. “Tom! Y/N!”

Dom waves you both over and you slip into your seats, shrugging off your jackets and saying your hellos.

“Did you two get here okay?” asks Nikki. “I know traffic was bad from your place tonight.”

“That’s my bad, Mum.” grins Tom from his seat next to yours. “You should know that Y/N was all ready to go and I held us up.”

“Typical,” mutters Paddy from across the table.

Tom shrugs. “These curls don’t style themselves, bro.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“Enjoy your meals, and let me know if I can get you anything else,” smiles the waiter as he turns away.

“Tom,” starts Dom, clearing his throat. “We all want to say-”

“No you div, she’s still pregnant from before,” says Tom. “No uh, we’ve decided on a name for the baby.” he squeezes your hand under the table, his signet ring cold against your palm. “We’re naming her Willow. Willow Holland.”

“Wait, wait” says Tom hastily, swallowing his mouthful of soda. He insisted he wasn’t drinking tonight, in solidarity with you. “Before we do all the birthday stuff, Y/N and I have an announcement to make.”

“Good god, she’s not pregnant again is she?” asks Harry from a mouthful of lamb he’s already started eating.

“Oh!” gasps Nikki, clasping her hands together.

“Lolo for short,” you add, unable to fight the smile on your face.

Dom lifts up his glass. “A toast, then. To Willow, the newest member of the Holland clan.”

“To Willow,” everyone repeats, clinking their glasses together and digging into their food.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“I just can’t believe it,” says Nikki as she rests her fork on the table, tears in her eyes. “Tom used to come home from school every day when he was little and tell me how he was going to marry Y/N when they grew up, and look at them now.”

You splutter on your water, coughing violently.

“Love, are you alright?” asks Tom, patting you on the back. “What happened?”

“Just went down the wrong way,” you mumble, putting your glass back on the table. “Uh, it’s getting really late, I’d better get going.” you say.

“It’s 9 o’clock.” Tom says confusedly.

“I know, but I’m really tired and I’d just better get home. Dinner was great, by the way.”

“Well if you really want to get home, I’ll drive you,” says Tom, fishing around in his pocket for his car keys.

“No Tom, it’s your birthday, spend it with your family. I’m going to call an uber.” you hiss, putting a hand on his arm to try and keep him in his seat.

“Y/N we literally live together, I’m going to drive you home.” says Tom forcefully.

You can see you won’t convince him otherwise so you rise as gracefully as possible, apologising to his family for your sudden departure.

“Y/N!” Tom says, reaching for your arm once you’re outside the restaurant in the cool June air. “What happened in there?”

You can’t look him in the eye. “Do they think we’re dating?”

Tom scratches the back of his neck. “No, I mean, maybe, I don’t really, it’s possible-” he trails off, not sure how to deflect the situation.

“What?”

“Do they think we’re dating?” you repeat.

“Did you tell them we’re dating?” you question.

“Where is all this coming from?” Tom counters.

“Tom always talked about how he was gonna marry Y/N, look at them now, what the hell was all that?”

Tom shrugs. “I don’t know, that’s just mum, she-”

“Tom.”

Something in your tone makes Tom freeze, words dissolving on his tongue.

“Is there something you want to tell me?”

Tom shakes his head the tiniest amount with a sheepish look in his eyes, a tiny motion that's almost indiscernible.

You take a deep breath. You have to ask, once and for all.

“Tom, do you have feelings for me?”

His cheeks blush pink at your insinuation. How is he supposed to answer that? Truthfully, he’s been feeling this way for a while. He thinks back to his conversation with his mum in the kitchen the night he told his parents about the baby. He thinks about how easy it was for him to ask you to move in with him, and the way his heart flutters whenever he manages to make you giggle. But how can he put that on you now, with all that you’re dealing with? He doesn’t want to spook you or make you feel uncomfortable, because there’s no way you feel the same, right? He’s been trying to let you know how he feels for months now but you never seem to pick up on all the little things he does. So, he shakes his head.

“No.”

Your face burns and his words sting. Why does that make you feel so hurt? You open your mouth to respond, but no words form.

Tom reaches out and rests a warm hand gently on your upper arm.

“Are we okay?”

You nod, wrapping him in a light hug, hoping he feels your way of silent apology. “Yeah. Course we are.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

a/n: tysm for reading! feel free to reblog or pop into my inbox even if just for a chat <3 ily all so much

series taglist: @justsomebodyweird @wildxwidow @sraholland @nothoughtsjustwriting @pickle-rick-y @spideyh0lland @myshaahmad77 @tuitiononlivings @wildholland @notanordinaryprincess95 @inthegetawaycarwithtaylah @let-me-luve-you @harrysharibo @sabnstyles @alwayssandy @livjaynekettle @hqllandxx @rogertherabbitt

permanent tom tag: @tomsbm @mayal0pez

(let me know if you'd like to be added to either list)

[ranveer--singh]

King Peach - Henry Cavill one shot

Thanks to @madbaddic7ed​ for beating this one shot I wrote. This one shot came into my head and I had to write it because come on his ass. 

Kavya stepped out of the shower, a huge fluffy towel wrapped around her body. She walked through the bedroom to her draw to grab some underwear to put on. 

She sighed, hearing Henry walk towards her. Kavya closed her draw, she was just about to move when he grabbed her hand and took the underwear from her hand.

"Hen, give it back," she said, turning around and trying to grab the underwear from him.

"I prefer you naked," he said winking at her as he shoved the underwear into the back of his jeans.

"Hen, give my undies back please," Kavya said, feeling cold now from being naked for a few minutes.

He just wrapped his arms around her and hugged her, his hands rubbing her arms warm.

"Hen, I'm cold," she says shivering, still naked under the towel. He didn't say anything, but his actions spoke louder. He turned her body around, now she was facing him.

Henry wrapped his big arms around her, cuddling her. His warmth radiates across to her.

"Hen," Kavya said, looking up at him with so much love. 

"Yes sexy," he said, making her blush. 

"I'm horny," she said, slipping off her towel now standing in his arms naked.

"What could make you so horny," he said, winking at her, a huge smirk on his lips.

"Oh I dunno, Michael B Jordan got me horny," she said, chuckling and winking at him. Kavya loved Michael since his role in Fantastic Four. She loved how with that statement he groaned and squeezed her arms tighter.

Henry grabbed her by the arms and threw her onto the bed.

"Kitten, did you forget that you’re mine? ," he growled, crawling onto the bed looking at her with lustful eyes.

"Oh I wish he fucks me!" she continued, ignoring him and then yelped as Henry parted her legs wide. He put pressure on them to keep them apart.

"Now, you either obey me or things will get rough," Henry said and Kavya giggled.

"Oh Michael yess, that’s the spot," she said, riling him up further. Henry stopped what he was doing and gave her a look of anger.

He squeezed her legs tight, keeping them spread out so he could get a good view of what he needed. Kavya squealed as she watched Henry now disappear in between her legs. Another squeal escaped her mouth as his stubble started to rub over her thighs. 

He kept his hands firmly on her arms, making sure she didn't move. Henry moved his face to her wet pussy, he licked up and down enjoying how hot she felt. Kavya squealed again, as his stubble rubbed her core sending shivers around her body.

"Aaaah Hen," she said with bated breath, the way he was teasing her pussy got her really worked up. 

He ignored her plea and licked her pussy, getting it wetter. Henry could see her breathing heavily, her neck arched back, moaning out loudly. He knew she was on the brink of orgasm so Henry stopped. He wanted her to work for it.

Henry moved away, turning her body around so her roundish bottom was at his eye level. He could hear her whimper, needing to be touched and to be allowed to orgasm freely. 

"Hennnn," she cried her body falling onto the bed, as her bottom was up in the air. Henry squeezed both ass cheeks few times before giving them a spank. He heard her whimper with every spank, her body shuddering with sparks running around her body.

Her peachy bottom was getting red from his spanks, she desperately needed his dick inside of her throbbing pussy. But it seemed like Henry wasn't having it. He spanked her ass with one hand, the other hand yanking on her long black locks to bring her body closer to him. 

She could now feel how close her bottom was to his dick. It was getting harder just by brushing against her bottom and this got her smirking. She moved her ass up and down while he spanked her making Henry grunt and yank on her hair some more. 

"You feel hard," she moaned moving her ass up and down causing some tight friction between her ass and his dick. 

She bounced her ass up and down feeling his dick throbbing. She heard him grunt and spank her harder making Kavya whimper.

"Don't you dare think of another man. I am your daddy, now arch your back," he said angrily shucking his dick out of his boxers, ready to enter her ass. 

Henry rubbed his dick a few times, spreading her ass cheeks wide so he can add his big girth inside. The boy scout that he was, he had come prepared. He fished out a bottle of lube from his pocket, and poured some on his dick, using two of his fingers to spread some in and around her hole. He put his dick deep inside the hole, holding her hips tightly as he rocked back and forth hearing her moan loudly. 

Kavya moaned, not able to handle his big dick inside her tiny hole. It had been one of the rare occasions that she had been fucked in the ass by him. Tears running down her eyes, the pleasure he was giving her made her moan and bite her lips. 

Henry stopped, grabbing a toy from the top pocket of his shirt placing it over her clit. He pushed it on the second setting and watched her juices fall onto the floor. 

He growled, slamming his body into her legs and back. Henry could feel how tight and wet she felt around his girth.

He spanked her ass a few times, making her flinch. Her body feeling shudders as he put the toy on the 4th speed watching her moan loudly squeezing her boobs.

"Fuck," she shouted as he took his dick out and slammed it back inside making Kavya scream at how tight it felt.

He squeezed her bottom, letting the toy vibrate while his dick thrust deeper inside her. Kavya couldn't speak, which got Henry to slap her ass and yank her hair up.

"I can't hear you kitten, tell me do you enjoy daddy's dick," Henry said angrily in her ear.

"Ummm uhhh," she says trying to hold her moans.

"Daddy asked you a question kitten," he said yanking her hair tightly bring her neck to his lips where he bit down on the exposed part.

"Yessssss," she said shaking at his dick twitches inside. 

"Good kitten," henry says spanking her ass before squeezing her boobs playing with the erected nipples.

Kavya was whimpering, feeling hot and stuffy and needed some air. "Ummmm fuck," she yelled as Henry’s thrusts were getting harder and sloppy.

"How is kitten doing, do you need Michael B Jordan now?" he teased biting the skin on her back. 

"I need you, Raja," she said and Henry smiled, leaning down to leave a trail of kisses on her back.

Henry kissed her back once again, smiling down at how beautiful she looks. "Rani, my kitten looks gorgeous right now," he said increasing the speed, screaming into her ear as he could feel her walls clench around him.

She was getting close, Kavya fell onto the bed, screaming as she started squirting onto Henry. 

"Good girl Kitten, keep going," he said rubbing her pussy while he still kept thrusting in her butt hole. The place got soaked, Henry squeezed her legs together ready to cum into her ass. 

He came, roaring like the king he is, dropping his seed inside.

Making Kavya sigh, feeling exhausted. "Raja," she whispered as his body laid on hers.

"Kitten, thank you for indulging me," he said kissing her lips.

"You are always the king of the jungle, my daddy and Mr squirtsalot."

Henry kissed her hair, letting her sleep as he dozed off still inside her.

"Good night meri rani," he said smiling as he slept. 

[nightowlfandom]

Min Yoongi- Sweet Therapy

So one of you messaged me saying you needed a pick-me-up. Girl I got you! Hope this boosts your mood chica.

And yes I was totally jamming out to Ryuji Imaichi’s song “Sweet Therapy” (If you wanna get your thot on, listen to that song I swear- That man’s voice is like warmed honey on cold skin...)

CHECKOUT MY MASTERLIST/PROMPT LIST HERE!!!

Leggo!

...

You walked out the front door, slinging your bag over your shoulder. You let it swing shut as you stepped down. You’ve had enough with the outside world for the week and you just wanted to be alone with the only other person you cared about and that person just so happened to seem like the only person who cared about you.

But then again, you can’t choose your family, right?

You saw Yoongi leaned up against his car. He was staring looking down at his phone while he waited for you. He had no interest in talking to anyone other than you and knocking on the door put that at a huge risk. He’d probably be arrested if someone other than you answered. He wouldn’t go to jail over something as stupid as one of your siblings looking at him to wrong way, but it was tempting as hell.

 The second he looked up, he walked towards you. The somber look on your face told him all he needed to know. He met you halfway in the parking lot. He wasted no time in grabbing your free arm and pulling you to his chest. You squeezed your eyes shut to refrain from crying. You didn’t want to let them linger in your head anymore than they already have. Yoongi however, was no idiot. He could see the tears form before you even tried to blink them back. Luckily you were able to remain silent. He gently scratched the back of your head with his fingertips.

“Hey.” he finally greeted, stepping back from you. He kissed your forehead then grabbed your overnight bag that had a shirt sleeve hanging out of the side zipper. He could only smile at your half-effort. “Home alone today?”

“Mhm.” you nodded, letting him take the heavy duffel from you.

“Good.” he grumbled. “I don’t want to have to put up with those fuckers today. I’m in a real good mood.” he could feel his blood boiling at the thought of even speaking to one of the assholes you lived with. “You gonna kiss me, or what?” he smiled cheekily at your shyness. 

You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks. He was always like this when he came over to get you. You stood on your tip toes and gently bought your lips to his. He used his free arm and hooked it around your waist. He kissed you back with a hunger you could only read as ‘horny bastard’. When he pulled away, he saw the corners of your mouth turn up a little. Good, this mission was turning into a success already. 

“Come on.” he began walking you to his car. “We’re goin’ out tonight.” 

“Where?” you spoke real words for the first time since you stepped outside.

“I was thinking somewhere where we could chill. Rent us a booth where we’ll be alone, away from all that noise. Spend some quality time together?” he smirked. “Get into some trouble-.”

“Aaaah! Don’t be dirty!” you whined as he opened the passenger door for you.

“Nah.” he burst out laughing. “Your reactions are too cute.” 

“Jerk.” you scoffed as he shut the door. He tossed your duffel in the back seat and walked around to the drivers side, getting situated himself. Yoongi had a nasty mouth. It always made him wonder if he had to have his mouth washed out with soap.

“Don’t act like you don’t love it.” he bit his lip mischievously as he started the car. He laced his fingers in yours as he drove off. You wordlessly stared out the window, feeling his thumbs trace over your knuckles.

...(Le time skip!)

“Thanks babe.” Yoongi winked as you poured his another shot. “You want another?” he got ready to take the bottle from you.

“No.” you shook your head, placing the bottle on the table. “If I have anymore you’re gonna have to pick me up off the floor.” you giggled, covering your mouth to stop from getting too loud.

“I wouldn’t mind that.” he replied with his own laughter. “I should stop too, I guess. I’ve probably had too many already.”

“Well we almost finished the whole bottle.” you said. “I’d say we’ve had well over our limit. You still need to drive tonight, dude.” you leaned on his shoulder. “What should we do for the rest of the night?”

“What do you want to?” he asked as he downed the shot. “It’s pretty late, isn’t it? What do you say we... Go back to my place.” he bit his lip with a sly smile on his face.

“And just what are we gonna do at your place?” you raised a curious brow at him, already having a good idea of where this was gonna go.

“We could relax...have a nice drink.” he bit his lip, obviously forgetting you two were just drinking now. “Maybe have a bath together?” he ran his fingers up your thigh. “Help you forget about the day you’ve had.” he bit his lip.

“Yoongi are you trying to get me naked?” your legs shook a little under his touch.

“Is it working?” he leaned forward to press his lips against your forehead.

“Maybe.” you tried to hide the smile rising on your face. “If you can convince me.” you shrugged innocently. 

“I think I can be really convincing.” he whispered.

...(Another time skip!)

You were the first to stumble through the door of his room, him trailing behind. His chest was pressed flush against your back, his mouth whispering dirty sentences in your ear. You could feel his hands trailing under your shirt. Both of you were a tiny bit tipsy, so you were a giggling mess. You both were now completely sober, and all you could focus on was each other.

“So how about that bubble bath?” he began leading you towards the bathroom. He tugged at the hem of you shirt. 

“Lead the way.” you bit your lip to keep from smiling.

“Give me a second.” he briefly kissed the side of your head. Without another word, he walked ahead of you to the bathroom. You heard water running, followed by the movement of things. You took the time to look around the room. His place looked just like the stereotypical men’s room. There was a little bit of messiness here and there. His blankets and pillows were everywhere. You had spent the night before, but not to this degree. You eyed his open closet, looking like it had exploded in an array of clothes and shoes. If he was freaking out as much as you were, then it was perfectly excusable why his closet looked like a tornado flew threw it.

Before you could look around any more Yoongi came up behind you. You turned around to face him with a shy smile. He took your hand, leading you in the direction of his bathroom. 

As you got the the bathroom, there was a strong flowery scent wafting through the air. You looked at the bathtub, which was covered in a mountain of suds. You felt his hands under your shirt. “Can I help you out of these clothes?”

You wordlessly lifted your arms above your head, allowing him to help you out of your shirt. You usually weren’t this shy, but there was a pit in your stomach. “Get these pants off.” he fumbled with the button of your jeans. 

You playfully stepped away from him and rid yourself of the rest of your clothes, bra, panties, down to your socks. Yoongi could feel himself growing hot and bothered by his clothes and made short work of them. You had no idea where his clothes landed, and you didn’t care. 

Soon enough, you were leaning against Yoongi’s chest, relaxing in the hot water. It was like everything melted off, the stress, the headaches. You could feel his fingertips drawing patterns into your back. He knew how much you loved it. You could hear his steady heartbeat which lulled you into a calm trance. You began playing with the hill of sweet smelling bubbles like a child. 

It had been a while since you relaxed, going as far as to not even leave bed somedays. You felt happy, you felt like you could actually sit down and breathe without being hated for it. Yoongi held you close, pressing kisses on the back of your head as he watched you carry on. Yoongi’s kisses suddenly moved down your neck, to your shoulder, and up your jawline. 

You ceased your activity, nearly going limp in his arms.”Y-yoongi.” you whined. Yoongi began exploring your body, not leaving an inch of your torso untouched. “That’s not fair.”

“Hm. Why don’t we cut this bath short.” he whispered in your ear.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

...

[langdxn]

how do you think the Evan boys would react to reader giving them hickeys? (I'm so excited that you're doing them now I love your Cody boy blurbs)

Aaaah thank you so much darling, I’m so glad you love them as much as I love writing them! 🖤

When it comes to hickeys, Tate’s a seasoned expert... he’s an eternal teenager after all. So while it looked like he barely even noticed you sucking gently on his neck while he was drilling you into the mattress the night before, he makes up for it when you least expect it. You hear a noise down in the basement and go to inspect it, only for two latex-clad hands to throw you against the wall as a blur of blonde hair swooshes into your view. Swiping your hair to one side, he latches his lips into your collarbone and draws your skin between his teeth, clenching tightly and refusing to let up until your heady gasps concede and your hips cease bucking into him. “Now you know how it feels, baby,” he husks against your skin before latching on again to suck furiously, pulling onto the largest section of your neck he could fit in his lips... just to be sure his hickey can be seen from space. “I’ve always wanted to fuck you like this, and now I can...”

Kit treats your gorgeous red blossoming hickeys as you laying claim to his heart, marking him up in the most adorable way and he wears them with pride. “Honey, this one’s fading,” he sighs in front of the bathroom mirror as he inspects your latest addition just above his belt buckle. “Reckon you could top it up for me?” He grins wildly as you saunter over to him and sink to your knees in front of him. Swallowing harshly, his eyes rove to the ceiling once your nose dips into his pelvis and your lips lock on tightly, Kit can’t help moaning softly and keening into your touch. “You know,” he clears his throat awkwardly as if he’s tripping over his words. “While you’re on your knees, would you mind… please?”

Your hickeys are like Kryptonite to Jimmy, particularly when you leave them in the most visible places so the rest of the freaks can see them and quiz him about their origins. “My girl loves me,” he sighs wistfully with a giggle and a slight blush pricking his cheeks when his friends eagerly confront him during rehearsal. “No Paul, I’m definitely not covering them up for the show tonight. The world’s gotta know I’m a happily married man!” As he returns to your shared tent that night and crawls into bed beside you, his smile stretches right across his cheeks. “A lady in the front row was giving me the eye, so I unbuttoned my shirt and she saw the hickey you left on my chest… she didn’t look at me again!”

James is an old soul so he’s somewhat perplexed when you first latch your lips onto his neck and suck softly. “Such a peculiar ritual,” he observes with a drawl, dipping into the unusual sensation. “However, I could certainly acclimatise to it.” As you lean back to admire your work, a glistening crimson bloom adorning his collarbone, you catch a glimpse of his broad smirk tapering his pencil moustache. “You seem proud of your achievement, hummingbird,” he coos before glancing out of the corner of his eye to lay eyes on his new addition. “This ‘love bite’ of yours is quite a beautiful sight to behold.” Before you know it, his hand curls around your throat and James pins you down to the sheets. “As much as I revel in you enjoying yourself thus, my dear, I am afraid it is my turn to mark you.”

Your body is constantly littered with Kai’s markings in the form of livid welts and vibrant bruises, rope burns and scattered lovebites, it only seems fitting that you return the favour — most importantly across his chest and traversing his shoulder blades. Catching sight of a particularly passionate hickey over his pecs as he dresses for a council meeting, Kai growls hungrily and races to find you in the kitchen. Within moments, he plants your face into the countertop and hitches your dress up around your hips. “Take me like a good girl,” he commands while laying waste to your panties and burying his length inside you in one merciless thrust. “Did you really expect me to see what you did to me and not come to fuck your brains out? Get comfortable baby, I’m not leaving until you beg me to stop pounding your cervix.”

[nad-zeta]

I'm a dum dum , didn't even realize your requests are open 😂. Ok~ I hope I'm following your rules– cuz I couldn't find any :")) but would you mind doing a hc for Ikesen characters(you can choose the characters! I don't really mind) reacting to a teenager MC(from ages 14-17)? I've seen lots of child MCs but not a teenager one.

Headcanon: Teenage MC feat: Nobunaga, Kenshin, Ieyasu, Hideyoshi and Masamune

Hehehe that's cause I'm a lazy potato so, for now, there are no rules lol 😂 😂 😂 ! Lol so for this I made it more fun and less romantic cause like don't want my sweet bios to look like pedos u know lol 🥀 ! Thanx for the request dear I hope you like it! And I hope you have the best day!  (✿◠‿◠)

Nobunaga

The first time he sees you he is super intrigued

Like how did someone so young and smol manage to pull him out of a freaken burning building

He went into full BIG BRO MODE

The two of you would get up to all sorts of mischief together

Stealing candy together is a given 

You would harry potter style hide under a not so invisible cloak, running to the kitchen together like hunched old ladies

The second you enter the kitchen the hunt for the candy begins

You find the jar in 0.2 seconds “Trust me this ain’t my first rodeo.”

“Aaaah so my fireball sister is an experienced thief then.”

The two of you happily munch on the candy in the kitchen when all of a sudden the two of you heard someone at the door

The two of you turned in sync to see Mother Dearest Amber eyes shining with anger in the dark

“How many times have I told you stealing is bad, and that candy before bed is extremely unhealthy.”

He turned to look at Nobunaga, who looked like a guilty schoolboy “My lord, you are supposed to set the example, how do you expect to be a good big brother if you are influencing her to steal and eat candy before bed.”

Everything was going perfectly according to plan- while Hideyoshi was distracted you snuck a few handfuls of candy in the hidden pockets of you kimono

Once you were done with your mission you chimed in “Yeah big bro how do u expect me to be a good girl when you always dragging me along to steal the candy.”

“Oooooh don’t think I forgot about you, young lady.”

He lectured the two of you for three hours

Hideyoshi sent both of you back to your rooms. 

Luckily Nobunaga’s’sNobunaga’s’s room was right on top of yours and you were experienced in the art of sneaking out to meet up with friends

So you easily climbed up onto his balcony and snuck into his room

The two of you snicked and laughed while munching on candy together

Hideyoshi

“Have you eaten yet today, brushed your teeth, done all your chores.”

Catches you stealing candy at night with Nobunaga again

“How many times have I told you not to eat candy before bed young lady.”

Hideyoshi has full-blown turned into your castle mom

You had been secretly dating some random boy, you met in the market

You twisted your ankle sneaking out your room to go and see him, luckily Mamayoshi was doing his final rounds of the castle and found you hissing on the ground.

He picked you up and patched you up real good

Cue lecture about sneaking out in the middle of the night

The next day the boy broke up with you- cause he a piece o shit

You spent the whole day crying in your room

Cue Mamayoshi barging into your room, cause the maids had informed him that you skipped breakfast!

(ಥ﹏ಥ)

“Who dare break my favourite sister’s heart” (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

“Just show me who he is and I’ll teach that freaken punk a lesson he will never forget” (╬ ಠ益ಠ)

You spent hours crying on his shoulder, Hideyoshi made you some tea and took you to the market to do some retail therapy

You would go to Mamayoshi for advice all the freaken time, you really did see him as a mom

Have boy trouble Hideyoshi is there helping ya out and giving you advice, struggling to do the homework Mitsuhide gave you, Mama will sit for hours helping you, someone Is bullying you? Hideyoshi will mom style cut them

Will take you out to tea all the time, and the two of you will low key spill the tea on all the latest gossip

Kenshin

Treats you like a fragile princess

Will be an extremely doting brother

Will 100% teach you how to defend yourself

Feeling sad, Kenshin will legit find the source of your sadness and freaken kill them

Feeling anxious or insecure, Kenshin will be there wrapping you in a big bear hug while drawing soothing circles on your back. He will soothingly comfort you as your cry on his shoulder

Will summon his army of fluff balls to cuddle with you until that smile is back on your face

You like a boy in the market… forget about it. Kenshin is there glaring at the boy… “He is not good enough for my dearest sister.”

You give Kenshin puppy dog eyes “No way bunny, you are still a baby, definitely not old enough to date. Come on, let go get some tea and pickled plumbs to cheer you up.”

You cant say no to Kenshin especially when he gives you his puppy dog eyes in return 

Will always insist on holing your hand when walking in the market together

Will legit kill anyone or anything that threatens you

Will give you platonic forehead and cheek kisses

Loves it when you sass and roll your eyes at Shingen trying to pick up all the woman at banquets 

Will let you sneak a few sips of his sake, and you are the only one he will share his pickled plumbs with

Will send you off to bed when it gets too late, the bunnies have taken quite a liking to you so they will accompany you back to your room and cuddle with you

Masamune

“come on lass lets’s go on an adventure.”

“No way the last time we went on an adventure I was almost killed and both of us got an hour-long lecture about the dangers of waterfalls.”

“Where is your sense of adventure kitten.”

“The same place your sense of safety is, non-existent.’

Drags you with him to go hiking, when you were on the top of the mountain you slipped on some loose gravel. Masamune caught you, and both of you went tumbling into a lake

You couldn’t help but laugh

The two of you splashed around in the water until late into the afternoon

“Quick lass let’s sneak in before mother dearest scolds us for.”

Too late he was already waiting for the two of you

Masa will cook you anything and everything your heart desires, when you tell him you’re on a diet cause some boy called you fat Masamune’s eyes widens.

He will bring your favourite dish an place it just under your nose, you can’t help but crumble damn that smell too good to waste, “Fine but my diet starts tomorrow”, (っ˘ڡ˘ς) you say with a mouth full of food

Lol tomorrow never came and that asshole of a boy was never seen again

Sometimes it was hard to tell who the teenager was you or Masamune, the two of you would always joke around pulling pranks on all the castle residents

You were actually pretty thankful Masamune didn’t drink, cause it made you feel like you weren’t missing out on anything during banquets

At the end of the banquets it would always be you, Masa and Mitsuhide left awake and playing card games till dawn

Will leave Shogetsu with you during times of war. The big cat literally destroys everything

“No way masa, ask Mitsunari to watch him, last time when I woke up he shredded everything in my room”, he just grinned at you “That’s what adds to his cuteness”. (=^・^=)

You narrowed your eyes at him “What’s in it for me”. (¬_¬)

“I’ll bring you back a months supply worth of candy and I Masamune Date will owe you a favour”.

You beamed up at him, that would definitely come in handy one day “Fine I’ll do it”. (｡◕‿◕｡)

“Thanks, kitten that’s why you’re my favourite sister”,

You rolled your eyes “I’m your only sister”.

He pats you on the head while chuckling “Exactly” (＾ｕ＾)

Ieyasu

Would have witty battles with the resident porcupine all of the time

Masamune would literally, howl in laughter when the two of you are at it.

You would juts roll your eyes “Not my fault Ieyasu is always so salty.”

The amount of time the two of you have had an eye-rolling contest is ridiculous

Even though the two of you fight like cats and dog you still enjoy Ieyasu’s’sIeyasu’s’s company

Ieyasu actually shows you his soft side

One day a boy broke your heart

You walked into Ieyasu’s room and looked at him ༼ つ ಥ_ಥ ༽つ

Ieyasu rushed to you and wrapped you up in his arms and let you cry it out

“You know what will be fun” Ieyasu asked with a hint of mischief in this emerald eyes

“What” (“･ω･`) you asked sniffing and wiping the last of your tears away

“If we make that punk regret ever breaking your heart.”

You couldn’t help but give him the biggest brightest smile, the two of you snuck out that night and egged his house

You are the only person privileged enough to know Ieyasu’s soft side

The two of you will have a chilli eating contest

Basically ends with you drinking a gallon of milk and losing all sense of taste “Silly girl this isn’t even the hottest peppers yet.”

You will play matchmaker to get Ieyasu a date/lover

He will legit just roll his eyes at the suggestion, he is way too busy with work

“I found the perfect person for you Yasu, they are sweet, kind you know basically an angel and don’t worry they definitely won’t get put off by your contrary personality.”

Yasu raises a brow “Who” (ーー;)

You snicker a little and burst out laughing “MITSUNAR, he is perfect for you.”

Yasu legit spits out the tea he was sipping on, he was turning as red as a tomato

Yasu.exe has stopped working

“I freaken knew it, I’m gonna go tell him right now” (°o°)

“Don’t you dare” (ー_ー)!!

(✿◠‿◠)

(((( ；ﾟДﾟ))) Yasu legit leaps over his desk and tackles you to the ground tickling you until you surrender

“Fine but if the two of you ever get married, I better be your maid of honour.”

Yasu legit just ruffled your hair and rolled his eyes “Yeah yeah whatever just don’t tell him.”

 Hope you liked it, dear! <3

[ga-yuu]

Ikemen Genjiden ‘My Dear Exclusive Bodyguard’ Story Event - Tamamo route

One day, the sky was clear and there was light sunlight...

T: “Yuno, Are you going yet?”

Y: “Yeah, I’m going to visit the neighboring town today.”

I look back at Tamamo who was relaxing, as I packed my things.

Y: “Hey Tamamo, didn’t you say that you have a meeting with Yoritomo-sama today?”

T: “I do. But it doesn’t matter if I’m a little late. I’ll relax until I feel like going.” (¬‿¬ )

(So relaxed. But no matter what you say, you’ll still go)

(Tamamo already feels like a member of imperial palace)

Tamamo gracefully stretched his body under the sunlight while squinting his eyes gently.

T: “If you want, you can relax with me. But since you can’t make your patients wait, we can do it later.” (¬‿¬ )

Y: “Thank you. Then I’ll go.” (〃＾▽＾〃)

T: “Yeah, be careful and......”

Tamamo gracefully got up and gently pulled my hand.

T: “We can’t embrace each other during the day, will you be prepared for the night?” (◕‿◕)♡

His sweet voice sinks into my ears and my heart starts to pound.

T: “Okay?” (◕‿◕)♡

Y: “Um....okay.” (*/ω＼)

T: “See you later.”

Y: “Yeah, I’m going.....!”

Although I didn’t feel like leaving Tamamo, I still had to go.

......

I finished my work and now it’s time to go home.

(Oh....I saw this shrine when I came.....it looks old)

(I received these sweets as a thank you gift from the patients, let’s offer it)

I placed the sweets in shrine and joined my hands together...

(Ha! Who is that lying down)

I saw a little boy lying nearby the bush and immediately ran up to him.

Y: “Are you okay?”

little boy: “Um.....but  it’s not that. I’m hungry and just fell down when I tried to walk.”

(Your leg is hurt....)

I gave him a quick treatment and let him have the rest of my sweets and water I had.

Y: “I treated you’re wound. Here I’ll give you this sweets. Can you go home alone?”

little boy: “Yes, thank you!” (o^▽^o)

The little boy smiles and hugs me innocently.

little boy: “Um! Onee-san, you have a strange smell.” ( º _ º )

Y: “Hm? It must be the medicines?”

little boy: “Hmm....maybe. Hey, what’s your name?” (◕‿◕✿)

Y: “My name is Yuno.”

little boy: “Yuno, let’s play...” ヽ(*⌒▽⌒*)ﾉ

(Looks like he got attached to me. But....) (come on MC you’re a cutie, even I have a girl crush on you!! (〃＾▽＾〃))

I hesitated on spot because Tamamo was waiting for my return.

Y: “I’m sorry, I want to play with you too, but I have to go home before dark.”

little boy: “Aaaah.....that’s bad...” (╥﹏╥)

little boy: “Before saying goodbye, I’ll show you my favorite place.”

Y: “Aah”

Before I could say no, the little boy took my hand. After a short walk, we reached the edge of a beautiful misty lake.

(.....! There’s a place like this here)

little boy: “I wanted to show you this place as a thank you for treating me. The water is nice,drink it.”  ヽ(*⌒▽⌒*)ﾉ

Y: “.....Yes, it’s rare.” 

When I drank the spring water with both of my hands, a mysterious sweetness spreads in my mouth.

Y: “Woah....this water is so sweet, but why?” (〃＾▽＾〃)

Y: “....ah!?”

When I looked up, the little boy who was supposed to be with me was gone.

......

That night...

T: “.....Hm? Yuno, come here.”

Y: “Eh? Mm.”

As soon as I returned home, Tamamo hugged me with a strange expression.

(Huh, Tamamo...?)

While keeping his nose close to my neck, Tamamo frowns his eyebrows.

T: “....it’s an unpleasant smell” (◣_◢)

His voice was lower than usual and I was startled.

Y: “What’s the matter?”

T: “Ah sorry, we monsters have sensitive nose. You’ve a strange smell on your skin. Did something happen while you were at work in the neighboring town?”

For a moment the little boy’s image comes to my mind...

(it was just a ‘thank you’ for treating him, right?)

It was a strange encounter, but it feels like a trivial event.

Y: “I don’t think there’s anything to worry about.”

T: “Is it something small?”

Y: “Erm....well...”

T: “No matter how small it is, tell me what happened....okay?”

Y: “Um....”

His hand which was attached to my waist, climbs up.

T: “Tell me Yuno. Did anyone approached my important thing without permission?”

His smile was filled with anxiety.

Y: “I’ll tell you. I met this little boy in the forest on the way back home and....”

I explained everything and Tamamo nods as if he is convinced.

T: “That guy. He’s attracted to you.”

Y: “What?”

T: “The little boy is not human but a monster.”

Y: “Really?”

T: “Yeah, I can tell by the smell. The lake he took you was not an ordinary place.”

(I didn’t feel like he’s a monster)

(but there certainly had a strange atmosphere. Come to think of it, the water...)

Y: “I drank some water from the spring without noticing, is it all right?”

I nervously asked him and he shook his head.

T: “I can’t say anything right away. You did make a pact with me. Your soul smells magical. Most of the monsters can’t even reach this close.....but this one seems strong. I was too carefree and it was able to put a mark on my property.”

(To  make Tamamo this unsettle, that little boy is not an ordinary monster)

Y: “What will happen now?”

T: “He’ll use some means to draw you towards him. But don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”

Y: “Tamamo....”

(It was my fault and yet he’s gentle)

T: “You should rest now, you must be tried today.”

While lying on the bed, I was supported by one of his hand. Tamamo lied next to me, and stroked my head with his warm palm.

Y: “Aren’t you going to sleep too?”

T: “You know right? We monsters don’t need sleep as much as humans. It’s convenient for me to protect you like this” (¬‿¬ )

Y: “Mm....Thank you...”

Tamamo gently kissed my hair.

T: “I’ll take that as ‘thank you’.”

He kisses my hair and cheeks and his warm hands stroking my back makes me drowsy. 

(The reason why I can feel at ease is because of Tamamo’s presence...)

Once again I thanked him in my heart and I fell asleep as if I was being submerged in the water.

Dream....(the background is the lake where she drank water from!!)

How long did I fell asleep?

I could see that I was standing near the lake during the daytime and my consciousness is vague.

(this is...)

When I looked around, I found that my throat was very dry. The memory of sweet water touched my mind and I couldn’t help but bend to the surface of the water.

???: “Yuno.....!”

..........

Y: “.....!”

(was that a dream?)

T: “Are you alright?”

Y: “ah.....Tamamo!”

Tamamo held me by my shoulder and his expression softened slightly.

T: “You were being pulled.  I woke you up because the smell was increasing.”

Y: “Yes, in my dream. I was near the lake during the daytime and...”

(this is bad...)

As an evidence of this, the room temperature was cooler than before I went to sleep.

T: “.....It’s coming.”

As soon as Tamamo said this, the light in the room went out by itself. At the same time, the sliding doors began to sway from side to side, strengthening the eerie atmosphere.

T: “I can hear it say ‘open the door’.”

(so scary...)

In the darkness, Tamamo embraced me tightly as if something was about to appear.

T: “It’s not wise to visit a woman’s bed without notice. Especially if shes with the man she loves.”

Fox fire appears at the tip of Tamamo’s hand and the blue flames burns out the darkness outside the shoji screen.

(....Mn)

Immediately after the beast screams and the eerie feeling disappeared in the dark.

T: “Did it escape?I wanted to finish you off here. But for now, Yuno, is there anything wrong with your body?”

Y: “No, I’m fine.”

It was really cold in the room, but now it’s back to normal. Tamamo lit the lamp and when he saw my face under the light, he finally relaxed.

Y: “Was the little boy here? As you said, what would have happened if I kept dreaming like that?” (what is this scary story from wansee enterainment?)

T: “Perhaps its getting weaker day by day and I actually want to go to that lake.”

Y: “That’s right...but I can’t let Tamamo protect me all the time.”

T: “Don’t worry, we’ll settle this matter tomorrow.”

Y: “Really? will it work?”

T: “of course.” (b ᵔ▽ᵔ)b

With a relaxed smile, Tamamo stroked my hair in the same manner as usual.

T: “You have to stay by my side and I’ll always protect you with these hands.”

(.....! it feels reassuring.)

Respect and love grew stronger in side me for him and I held Tamamo’s hand with my both hands.

Y: “I’ll do whatever I can.”

T: “I’m more than enough. You have to be protected.”

Y: “No, I want to solve it with you. If anything happens, I will help Tamamo.”

T: “Okay then, if you want....”

Tamamo holds my hand back.

T: “I will listen to you. If I need anything I’ll ask.”

Y: “Yes!”

........

When it was morning, I and Tamamo walked into the forest where I met the little boy. 

Y: “It’s strange. I think it should be around here.”

(I can’t find it at all....)

T: “Its not an ordinary lake....”

While walking next to him, Tamamo quickly holds one hand in the air like he did last night.

T: “Last night when the fox fires came in contact with the magical powers of the monster, I explored it’s nature. It can follow the traces led by the monster.”

Y: “You can do that?”

T: “Yeah, watch!”

With a cool face Tamamo sets that fox fire of his finger and the fox fire starts floating towards the direction of the monster’s magical power.

T: “That way, let’s go.”

(This is so convenient.....!)

While admiring the greatness of Tamamo again, I followed the blue flickering flame. Through the tree, we reached spring.

Y: “....! Its here, I’m sure.”

T: “Sure enough, the spell is getting stronger. It’s right in front of me.”

(Is it already here?)

Tamamo quickly walked in front of me as if to protect me.

Y: “Huh........!”

A small water ball floated from the spring and flew over us. Just before the collision, the fox fire shields us and makes a sound.....and the water ball disappear.

T: “Well, that’s a rough welcome. The monster who lives in this lake, come forth.!” (◣_◢)

As if to respond Tamamo’s call, the surface of the water began to gently beat the waves....

(.......!)

The little boy I met yesterday appears from the fog.

T: “You’re the one who marked my Yuno without permission.” (◣_◢)

little boy: “That’s right. I thought Yuno had a strong smell, but I didn’t think it would you, the fox king Tamamo.”

Y: “Who are you....?”

little boy: “I’m the king of this mountain. It’s been a long time. I knew about the fox from rumors. No matter how strong you were, it’s not a big deal now. I was careless last night, but this place is my territory.”

T: “So what?”

little boy: “My power is amplified in the barrier. Even if you’re the fox king, you can’t beat me here. Yuno will be my wife and we’ll live together, right?”

(I can’t do that.....)

However if the waves get stronger, it might hurt Tamamo.

Y: “Sorry, I can’t fulfill that request, but if anything else I can do I’ll do it. So can’t we solve this peacefully.”

T: “Yuno.....”

little boy: “You’re so kind....I want you more and more.” (seems like every monster loves her.....only Kurama is blind, that idiot!!)

The little boy smiles as a signal and it starts to become windy. The sky began to change color and in the blink of an eye it’s dark.

(what is that?)

The sun sets and the sign of magic becomes stronger, and the little boy transforms into an adult.

T: “That’s what you are.”

Man: “Yeah, in this form, my power will not be defeated by fox fire. Now die, fox!”   ┌∩┐(◣_◢)┌∩┐

With a beastly sound, number of big water balls were charged mercilessly towards Tamamo.

Y: “Tamamo.....!”

T: “..............”

Tamamo, holding me behind, raises his hand. At the tip of his finger, a fox fire appeared.

T: “What a pain.”

(ah)

Man: “.....! what”

Just before the fox fire could be attacked, it changes its shape and wraps the water ball.

T: “I don’t like to be the king, but it’s troublesome to be despised.”

Man: “What the....”

T: “I know the ‘form’ of your magical power. I just changed the ‘quality’ of my magical power according to it.”

(So even if it’s hit by a large wave, the fox fire won’t go off....)

Man: “How could you do that!”

T: “Do you think I was honored as the fox king just because of my magical strength? You learned a lot today, didn’t you? It’s more important to deal with magic than to hit it blindly.  You can learn from your body now.”

In contrast to the other monster, Tamamo’s voice was calm as usual.

(......Oh yeah)

(Tamamo is always gentle, I almost forgot that he is a very strong monster.)

I could feel Tamamo’s anger from his foxy smile. Eventually he starts to shapeshift into his real form.

T: “Like you, I’m a selfish man. The nine-tail fox’s loved one is touched by someone, now face it’s wrath?” (◕‿◕)

Premium END:

Man: “.......Don’t lick me too much!”

The moment when the man shouts, there was a beastly roar in the night sky.

Man: “Nine tail fox, be prepared!”

Y: “Tamamo.....!”

T: “Don’t worry!”

Countless water balls flew towards us, but Tamamo raised his hand, to direct his fox fires to make water balls disappear.(#inspiredfromPokemon)

(.....!Amazing, he stopped it in an instant.....!)

I forgot how to blink as I was fascinated by the battle in front of me.

T: “What’s the matter? Do you want to do it again?” (￢‿￢ )

Tamamo only smiled at him, but his expression made me anxious.

Man: “Damn it! damn it....!”

T: “It’s no use.”

Tamamo just raised his one hand without stopping and drowns out the water balls. Step by step, he steadily closed the distance with the monster.

T: “the last one!”

When Tamamo’s eyes shone brightly in the night, the last floating water ball was wrapped in a fox fire and disappeared. The monster stood on the lake with dismay.

Man: “Damn it! Why can’t I win? What’s the difference between you and me?” (╯︵╰,)

T: “If I can say one thing, I wouldn’t take away the freedom and dignity of a loved one.”

When Tamamo says this, the monster laughs loudly.

Man: “If you leave it like that, someone might snatch it away. Do you really love Yuno?”

T: “It’s surprising that I’m standing next to Yuno for no reason. I’m not locking her up because I’m confident that I can protect this woman’s life.”

(Tamamo.....)

His straightforward and dignified declaration shook my heart.

Man: “So......if I erase that woman, will you be weak?”

T: “What?”

Man: “I don’t care about the lives of humans that are not available anyway. I will erase both of you.”

Y: “.....! I won’t let you do that.”

Before I knew it, my feet were going forward,

Y: “No matter what you do.....I will not leave Tamamo!”

I stood next to Tamamo and made a strong declaration. At the same time, I heard a faint laughter in my ears, Tamamo’s hand was placed on my shoulder.

T: “Yuno” (◕‿◕)♡

Y: “Yes!” (｡・//ε//・｡)

Receiving the feelings of Tamamo and  I held my hand over the water ball without fear.

(I know Tamamo will protect me in case of emergency)

(I trust Tamamo from the bottom of my heart and I can do it)

The light of the fox fire at the tip of the hands we held together becomes stronger. (what is this unison raid?!!)

Man: “......? what is this power?”

T: “I forgot to tell you, but the woman I made contract with is not weak and I got someone to protect.”

Man: “Don’t mess with me! I can’t be defeated by the power of love!”

When the monster barks, the momentum increases and several water ball fly.

(......! More powerful than before, but it’s not an opponent who can’t win)

T: “It’s alright, Yuno”

Tamamo’s hand held my shoulders tightly.

T: “I will always protect you.”

Y: “....Thank you”

Wrapped in certain strength, the fox fire wrapped in water ball one after another and then....

Man: “No! it shouldn’t be like this!”

When we wrapped it up with the monster, it shimmered blue and melted into the darkness. When the fire was gone, the monster exhausted his magical powers and returned to the form of little boy.

little boy: “erm........” ٩(× ×)۶

Tamamo quietly lowers his hand and looks at him calmly.

T: “Go away! I don’t feel like killing you in front of Yuno. But if you still resist....”

little boy: “.......!”

The monster gets up and jumped into the lake.

Y: “Did he....?”

T: “Yeah, there seems to be a place at the bottom of the water that leads to the other world. If you take away that much magic, he can’t do anything, but more than that.”

(Hm........)

Tamamo wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in my neck.

T: “The mark on you seems to have disappeared.”

Y: “That’s great.....Thank you for just now, for protecting me.”

T: “You can’t thank me. I didn’t kill the monster alone. Besides, meeting someone I really want to protect is the happiest thing in my 800 years of life.”

Tamamo’s eyes reflects the past.

T: “I saw you’re brave figure for the first time in a long time. It was dazzling. Do remember fighting together in the battlefield. Those days I fought with you and you risked your life for me.”

(Yeah.....)

(The memories came back inside my my mind just as Tamamo)

Happiness now has been continuing since then.

Y: “Tamamo hasn’t changed. He always supported me and protected me always.”

T: “There’s something that has changed for me too.”

Y: “What, where?” (・・ ) ?

Tamamo’s hand reached out and his fingertip gently touched my lips.

T: “I love you more than ever.” (◕‿◕)♡

(ah.......)

Our lips overlapped as if they were trapped in a sweet moment.

Y: “.....hmmm....”

When my voice spilled involuntarily, Tamamo immediately finished kissing.

T: “It’s time to go back. It’s already late.”

Y: “Yeah” (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

While throbbing at the eyes that gave off a mysterious light, I trace the touched lips with my finger.

(Even if I go back, I may not be able to sleep right away.....)

.......

After reaching home, I came back to Tamamo’s room.

T: “You came back before dawn.”

Y: “Yes, are you tired?”

T: “I am. You must be tired as well. Here lie down.”

Guided by Tamamo, I gently laid down on the soft bed.

T: “Now, what should I do? Should I let you sleep after fighting....Anyway, I seem to be excited for tonight.” (⌒‿⌒)

He laughed cunningly and my heart pounded just by looking at his charming eyes.

(Those eyes again, they’re so sexy...)

Gazing at his eyes for a while, my face starts to get hot.

Y: “I don’t want to sleep either, so......um....” (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

He immediately hugged my body and we kissed deeply than before. My heart beat raises rapidly as he touches me everywhere.

T: “If you say so, I won’t put up with it. Is that okay?”

(For that.......I’m ready!)

I was completely seduced by his dazzling beauty ....

😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘

Yoshitsune route

Benkei route

😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘

[colour-outside-the-liness]

Hi Colour! How are you doing today? I don't know about doing meaningful things with my life, feel like I've just been surviving this entire time lol. However I am trying to figure it out and working on building the life I want to live and hopefully I will be able contribute to this world in some way.

I don't think I've ever played a game of trivial pursuit. Have never been to a pub either, not like the ones you have in the UK anyway. Just been to very dirty bars where me and my friends used to drink as much as we could afford, shared questionable food that could potentially make us sick the next day and there were no quizzes or games really haha. So your exp sounds way more fun! 😂

I'm glad you're giving the song a chance! Only Spotify knows how many times I've listened to it lol. I reckon Hozier's going to be my artist of the year for 2021. I love attributing works of art to Dani x Jamie, have a whole ass Pinterest board full with images of paintings, poetry, music and anything that I think relates to them really (yeah I know, I have a problem).

I love everything you've said about how Dani, Viola and the lady in the lake are alike, I hadn't really thought about their similarities before, but everything you've said makes perfect sense. I always saw Viola as a narcissist, even her drive to protect her child felt selfish in a way, don't know if you know what I mean. And when she fades away and becomes the lady she's just pure (almost animalistic) instinct while on auto pilot, bc she only remembers rage and abandonment, she takes anything on her path aggressively unless they're a child. So what she sees in Dani is not processed logically, right? It's pure instinct and emotions, so what she recognizes in her when Dani invites her in is the desperate need to protect this child, so she sees her as deserving. Perhaps she also saw in Dani and opportunity to escape this nightmare. Despite all her faults she didn't deserve what happened to her either.

And don't get me wrong, Jamie is so, so strong and solid and she is my favorite mostly bc I identify with her personality more than Dani's. But we know Jamie is all that even before we learn her story, and I feel like it is expected that she'll be the strong and brave one bc she's had to be that her entire life albeit unwillingly. But Dani? We expect her to break at any given point, I mean she is reaching her limit after all that's happened, with all the weight she's carrying. I remember thinking "Jesus, this girl needs help" when I first watched the show hahaha. But she fights every damn time, she doesn't run away and that's why I find her so fascinating. That's why I thought this song was so fitting. Even if Dani would never see herself that way. But it's Jamie's perspective (and fire signs tend to exaggerate everything 😂) so it feels fitting that she thinks so highly of her baby haha. Ugh I just wanted them to stay together forever. 🥺

Omg yes! I love how you refined this idea, good thing you're a writer and I'm not hahaha. And yeah I'm absolutely here for sapphics with weapons like holy shit imagine Jamie fighting with a sword? 🤤 I'm weak. Hahaha would be cool to see them in a pirate AU too! Maybe someone's already done it? Idk. But aaaah I want to see them in every possible universe hahaha. Makes me want to get back into drawing too. 😩

Aww you two sound like you have a lovely bond going on. Your niece sounds like the coolest! I started out drawing anime too when I was a kid and ended up doing graphic design for a living! How did learning how to draw anime style go for you today?

Hey I'm doing great thank you I hope you are too? I know that feeling because I feel like that's how I have made it to 27 just surviving (barely) and taking things one day at a time to get me to this point and hopefully I can contribute in some way even it its just a small way... so I totally get that feeling but I am sure you contribute so much without you even realising it!! Oh it's great but depending on how competitive the people you're playing with are it can get pretty heated... I've been in some heated games of it before because people just refuse to believe I know the answers to some of the questions and they think I've been cheating and have all but demanded I have another question asked instead of the one I got right... and pub quizzes can be fun again depending on the team you're in and how seriously you wanna take it I have been in teams where its been a serious thing and we have all desperately wanted to win and then I've been in teams and we've just had fun with it... all the pubs I go in are dirty bars too but sometimes they have pub quizzes... I have had many nights where I have drank what I can afford... one night me on my roommate went over board though and we ended up spending ALL our money even our taxi fair and we had to walk home in the dark along country roads with hardly any lights to guide us... because of how drunk we were it too us around 3-4 hours and I fell over a road sign and ended up in a ditch... I've had a lot of fun experiences but some really stupid ones as well... your experiences sound great though!! I would love that!! I listened to the song and I loved it so much!! I don't even wanna know what my most listened to artist will be this year... my money is on it being the Six musical soundtrack... probably All You Wanna Do from that musical I'll be surprised if it's anything else. I would love for it to be someone like Hozier, but ever since I have done my Spotify wrapped thing it's always been a musical of some kind that's been my number 1 song / artist haha I love doing the same thing. If I can make something fit Dani x Jamie I will like it doesn't even matter what it is haha... I don't think you have a problem I think that sounds so cool!! I have nothing like that. I just have a head full of random ideas screaming to be let out I agree Viola is definitely selfish and narcissistic and everything she did came from a place of anger and rage over the things that happened to her she fell in love and got married and had a child and saw her sister try and take that from her while she was ill and in the end her sister killed her. Like yeah, I do feel sorry for Perdita with the way she was treated but I do think everything Viola did was out of frustration over what was happening to her. Like you said she acts on auto pilot and only knows rage until it comes to children- because all she knows is she is looking for a child so when she saw Dani so selfless sacrifice herself for a child she saw a little bit of herself in Dani she knows Dani is a good person and she can relate to that protective streak and I think she did see Dani as deserving I definitely agree with everything you've said here. Viola might have had faults and flaws and who doesn't? But I definitely think she had it rough and did deserve better than she was given. I agree, you can tell looking at Jamie that she is strong and brave while Dani comes off as the exact opposite. But I think you see fully how brave they both are when Dani sacrifices herself for Flora and when Jamie offers to keep Dani company and loves her despite knowing she won't be able to love her forever. I love Jamie but definitely relate to Dani's personality more, there are a lot of things Dani does that I see myself in her because I have done those types of things myself and the whole beast in the jungle speech resonates with me so much and every time I watch the last episode and hear that speech I am a crying mess from that point on. It's funny that you thought that about Dani when you first watched it, because me and my sisters got my mum to

watch it and she said the same thing about Dani "she needs help" but then once told me she liked Dani because she reminded her of me that was an interesting conversation to be a part of "Dani needs help... but I like her she's like you." I was like "Thanks?" I agree this song is definitely more how Jamie would see Dani, I think Dani just has a very blasé view of herself, like I don't think she's self conscious or self deprecating in anyway but I think she sort of walks around like "this is me and this is just how I am" where as Jamie just sees Dani for how brave and strong and amazing she is- maybe even if as a fire sign she exaggerates a little bit haha Jamie just thinks Dani is the most amazing person in the world and I just know that Dani saw her the same way!! I really wanted them to be together forever... I am never going to emotionally recover from Bly Manor. Your idea was incredible and I think it would be a great story to read honestly that's the type of thing I live for!! OMG Jamie with a sword is just 🤤 🥵 I am all for sapphics and weapons of any kind!! There's this pirate AU which is absolutely amazing!! I don't know if you've read it or not but iamalekza writes some really great fics!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/28631598/chapters/70179306 ^^ Pirate AU I really wish I could draw I would love to be able to draw scenes from fics I have read and even ones I have written but I just don't have the skill set for that!! I would love to see other fan arts though I think drawing is such an incredible talent to have and I am in awe of anyone that can do it!! Me and my niece have a great bond, she's like a little mini me (despite almost being as tall as me). She is honestly such a cool kid I have a hell of a lot of fun with her- I'm looking after her again tomorrow and I have no idea what we're gonna do but we will figure something out... she's such a good drawer she's only just started doing it at the beginning of the year and she's really progressed with it... I however have not so I am definitely gonna need more practice. That's so cool that you started out doing anime drawing and then ended up going into a career in graphic design. Again that's a talent that I am just in awe of because it's just something I have never been able to do!!

[hedgefairy]

Well hello there. While I'm waiting for that breeches video I've been talking about to finally upload, here's

Bridgerton, Episode 4

Phew, half time!

If you've missed the other ones, the tag is Bridgerbore, btw.

Okay, so we start of with Dukey who's going home-ish because drama and heartbreak in the last episode. Stop pretending, nobody takes your pouting seriously! We all know it's twu wuv!

Erm. So, I know, I'm white and this is a delicate matter, but I gotta say I'm not super happy about the whole POC-justifying explanation here. I'd much rather have no explanation at all, it worked perfectly well in Merlin, and this is just as much historically inspired fantasy just with less magic, which I'm honestly quite upset about. I'd be far more okayer with the costumes and overall ugh-ness if there was magic.

But honestly, I'm not a fan of shoehorning that explanation in (it doesn't seem to come up in the books, either, where everyone is basically a baguette in terms of whiteness). The fact that the implications aren't discussed any further makes it even worse. We're talking about the British empire here, and while POC are apparently part of the society (but with more pressure, which... no, this is not how nobility works) the wealth and luxury of this age still stems from the exploitation of POC everywhere else. How isn't there a revolution going on? How is this not talked about? From all I see, Bridgerton is a fluffy, pastel, nice alternate version of the 1800s, and I don't get why anyone would put politics in there instead of just doing what TV tropes refers to as "colourblind casting" and be done with it. Either you do the alternate history thing thoroughly, or you just cast people for being pretty (and maybe good actors) instead of the idea the audience might have about a character's skin colour and have weird costumes and just roll with it.

Also the Queen's marriage seems to suck. I would have liked a deeper, more heartbreaking connection between George III and her, especially because I saw how my Grandmother suffered when she gradually lost my Grandfather to dementia, and it would have been a scene where we could see Charlotte as a person rather than a weird plot device in tafetta and bling, but no, she just seems as annoyed and bored and snappish as ever.

This is getting far too serious. Where's the snark?

We get some Tchaikovsky in the background, which is weird, tbh. Yes, I'm perfectly fine with them covering Top 40s hits and using waltzes from the 1950s, but I draw the line at something from the second half of the 19th century! It's not right! It screams its time of origin all over the place, and even worse, most of the characters would probably actually get to hear it later in their lives, it's not a decent anachronism, it just feels like bad research! This is serious business!

No really, where's the snark?

Oooh, I get it now. That was when I was really, really done with bingeing this show. Yes, I tried to get through as much of it as possible in one sitting. The notes read, in very shaky handwriting

I cannot possibly take more than that

in one day

, so let's continue a few days later when I felt like I could muster the courage to face it again.

So yes, I'm pretty sure this waltz is to young for this show.

Aww, look at that, flirting over cheese! I also like that one of the Featherington girls (I can't really tell the non-Pennys apart) has a suitor, they deserve nice things, too.

The musicians are a mood.

WTF with the hair and the strass. We don't like the strass. Make it go away.

I love Prince Freddy. The poor boy. It's doomed from the start!

Ah, Dukey (also at the ball, even though he was whining about things earlier) gets a heartbeat in the background, because twu wuv.

Middle Bridgerbro goes and meets with the Bohéme. I want more of that! That's finally interesting! That's my people! There's a cool bohemian lady with a pretty dress! People look interesting! Aaaah!

There's a random 18th century burlesque singer at this Regency ball, we need to talk about this. Oooh, it's Opera Girl! Cue Lord B turning into even more of an idiot while Ma Bridgerton tries to hook him up otherwise.

Of course Philippa (that's one of the Featherington Girls) can't possibly have anything nice. Thanks, Dad. You don't get to marry someone you like, that's the people across the street's thing! (by which I of course mean the Bridgertons, just in case anyone forgot the location layout here.)

Eloise is being weird to the housekeeper.

"Are you not supposed to be the smart one", the housekeeper retorts and I'm feeling it, followed by a "WTH, hero" about how servants are too busy to be Gossip Girl, you privileged prat. I think I actually snorted.

Penny gossips with Ducktail Colin, but he's more interested in Cousin, whose dress looks like it was made from the cheap curtains my ex best friend had in his first semester at uni, and God, I hate Daphne's kerchief.

Poor Prince Freddie is trying to propose to Protagonis Girl but of course there's Dukey in the background so she simply must run outside as dramatically as possible where he can find her as she equally dramatically rips the necklace Freddie gave her from her milky white throat. P&P-ish banter ensues. Yawn.

Dukey: * broods *

Daphne: * dramatically exits *

Dukey: * romantically follows her*, and oooh, snogging ensues, oooooh, instant second base, but Bridgerbro the Eldest (known also as Lord B) intervenes.

Lord B: "Marry her!"

Dukey: "I can't!"

Lord B: "Bitch!"

Dukey: "I can't!"

Lord B: "I want satisfaction!"

Me: "Don't we all"

Daphne: "You'd rather die than marry me?!"

(the fuck with her hair)

Middle Bridgerbro is still at the Bohéme-party, and still draws (naked people!). Gay vibes ensue, it's cute. This is Netflix after all, and it took four episodes to get some LGBTQ+ representation!

The Featherington's housekeeper looks a lot like O'Brien from Downton.

Cousin tells Penny about what a cutie Ducktail Colin is, also Penny's "night gown" is really cute (it's not a night gown. She's still wearing stays. It's also the only thing in the whole series that fits her well so far). Penny is super upset but gets interrupted by a hyperfocused Eloise. They fight, and Penny goes on about being mature and not being a "pretty Bridgerton", and that Eloise wouldn't understand. I get her, though, and really, having a perfect family and a "bad" family is such lazy writing.

Somber blah blah between Lord B and Daphne happens and Middle Bridgerbro gets dragged into it. He's informed that his life is pretty much over either way (either way being Lord B dying or being exiled for killing Dukey in the scheduled duel) because his oder bro basically just wants out of his duties. Sucks to be him.

Boxing Bro has to host a frustrated, possibly blueballed Dukey and offers himself up as a second for the duel.

Lord B goes and pleads with Opera Girl to get back with him (doooooon't) because of his little duelling plot and of course intercourse ensues. Girl, where's your self-respect?

Lord F comes into his dark study (we haven't seen much of him yet overall, he probably was too busy gambling) and hark, there's Lady F like the mafia boss I feel she should be, wo berates him about said gambling and that they're broke and how much he sucks. He starts crying, thumbs up for male vulnerability!, but it's kinda played for laughs via her awkward patting of him. Because of course (and I bet the late Daddy Bridgerton would never have lost his composure like that, but he didn't gamble, either, and these are the Featheringtons)

Lord B leaves Opera Girl for THE DUEL (I feel like this almost deserves a ™ by now).

We get gallopping horses! The drama! The panache! Daphne asks Ducktail Colin where it's going down because she wants to stop them, insert pandering feminist ranting about her choosing her own life but I don't really feel it and I wonde where her bangs go when she sleeps because her hair looks so different all of a sudden.

Lord B makes Middle Bridgerbro promise to care for Opera Girl in case he dies.

More gallopping horses! Daphne and her billowing cloak are pretty epic, to be honest, and there's Ducktail Colin on her heels. It's basically a family outing now!

Ugh, I like the seconds in this duel so much more. They should just off and go for a pint or something and leave Lord B and Dukey to their misery.

Duelling protocol ensues. Ten steps, blah blah, nice camera work, though.

Daphne full on rides into her brother's bullet, but she's fine (it would have been so dramatic, can you imagine? It would have been interesting!).

Oh no, they were seen (by her romantic rival, back when they had the dramatic make-outery in the park at the ball after the botched proposal. Sorry, Cressida is such a much better name than Daaaaphneeee. I have a RPG character called Cressida, I might be biased.), she's ruined if they don't marry!. and so she is basically emotionally blackmailing him into marrying her. But he can "never give [her] children!", and goes on how she deserves a household full of love like her family home because the Bridgertons are such a perfect family. God, they all annoy me so much.

Daphne ends the duel by saying that the Duke and her are to be married, with a pained facial expression, no less. I think I just wanna throw a pie in her face or something.

And that concludes Episode 4. That was a long one! Only four more to go! So this is

To be Continued!

Thank you for making it this far with me!

[hobidreams]

I’m All Yours | JHS {M}

tonight, you’re finally ready to take that next step. your boyfriend is about to be very pleasantly surprised.

pairing: jung hoseok x virgin!reader genre: smut, fluff words: 4.1k contains: first time, lingerie, oral (f), condomless sex, adoration, soft all around, established relationship, very-much-in-love hoseok

Relentless beats and a heavy bassline throb beneath your feet, blasting, unforgiving, from the enormous speakers. Your hands are thrown into the air, held high as you let your head bob, mouth rapping the words you’ve long memorized. Crimson lights flash. Mics are dropped. The theatre is alive. You wish you could swallow this high and keep it forever. In this moment, you let yourself believe you can.

You fucking love it.

You’re so close to the stage you could practically count the drops of sweat that roll off the faces of the boys. But you can’t quite look away from the electric energy of your boy. Hoseok. Fully submerged in his stage persona, he’s absolutely devastating to your poor heart. And the hearts of the thousands of girls here, screaming his name in perfect sync. He flashes those confident smirks, licks his kissable lips. And if that wasn’t enough, he’s pumping his hips, grinding against an invisible body.

The intensity in this arena only climbs higher as the encore draws to a close. You let the music engulf you as you watch them lean on each other, voices mixing in beautiful harmony. You soak in the smooth tune, hands absently following along with their choreography. An ethereal experience: the entire audience swaying in time all at once.

And when it’s over, when it’s all over for tonight, you exhale a breath as they start walking towards the back of the stage to the screaming of their fans; Namjoon’s in the lead. They wave their goodbyes, Jin shooting ‘worldwide handsome’ finger hearts, Jimin beaming that angelic yet sexy-as-all-hell smile. When Hoseok passes by where you stand, his eyes meet yours. It’s just for a second, but he winks, just a little something extra for you. Then he’s off again, lightly dancing as they reach the platform that will take them down and away.

As soon as they disappear from sight, the noise grows to a fever pitch.

“AAAAH, did you see that? J-Hope just winked at me!”

“He did, oh my god, he did!”

Your ears ring as you grip your purse, slipping away from the excitement. You check your phone for the time, the picture of you and Hobi flashing for a few seconds before you drop it back into your bag. You eventually find the correct side door, nodding at the man standing guard with his arms crossed. Recognizing you, he steps aside. You swear, the adrenaline is even more potent than it was during the concert as you head backstage to find your boyfriend.

-------

A few months ago, you had no idea that this world existed. It wasn’t the type of music you tended to listen to, and now you even can’t remember why when you find yourself bopping along to their newest tracks. When you first met Hoseok by pure chance, you’d thought he was just an average guy. Well, okay, not just average, because none of the men you had ever met in your lifetime could compare in terms of natural charm. But you never imagined he would be part of one of the biggest bands in the world. And truthfully, that fact just made you nervous.

Dating wasn’t really a thing you’d done before. Time and a lack of suitable candidates were to blame. Hell, your mom was steps away from setting you up with yet another son of a friend of a friend that she claimed was “good looking, I swear!” That was the extent of your romantic history, give or take a handful of awkward flirtations and failed text conversations. So… How the hell were you supposed to act around Hoseok? You figured all that popularity translated to a veritable trove of experience for him.

“Hoseok… I’m, uh… I’ve never…” You took a breath, “I’m a virgin.” That conversation, had while you sat on his couch, biting your nails until they were meeting the tips of your fingers, was one of the scariest things you’d ever done. You’d been seeing each other for a few weeks, finding time in his busy schedule to sneak out for a couple treasured hours alone. One such occasion had landed you at his place, and you figured it was now or never before things led too far.

“Oh!” His eyes widened, then crinkled as he let that easy smile grace his lips. You know the one. It’s the one that makes you tingly in the pit of your stomach, the one that’s always too cute to resist. “Okay. Thank you for trusting and telling me.”

“It’s not weird?”

“Nope. Not at all.” He leaned over, pressing a lingering kiss to your cheek. “I want to take things at your pace. Your comfort is always my priority.” You let him pull you in close, felt the sweetness of his scent wrap around you like a blanket you never wanted to leave.

And that was that.

-------

You push a final door open to the sound of cheers. You slide in unnoticed, watching the boys celebrate the end of another successful concert. They’re still laughing and joking around despite the fatigue that must be weighing on them. It’s a good minute before Hoseok notices you; when he does, his eyes light up brighter than the stage spotlights.

“Hey!” He calls your name, bounding to you, dragging you into a tight hug that practically chokes the air from your lungs, but you don’t care.

You squeeze him back. “You were amazing up there!”

“I know, right?” He laughs, pulling away only so he can lavish kisses on your forehead, your cheek, your lips. “Hey, happy hundred-day anniversary, baby.”

Delighted he remembered, you flex the arms around him to hold him even closer.

When the hold breaks, you realize the rest of the members are staring at you, amused smirks on their faces. “Alright, obviously, we’ve lost Hoseok for the night,” Namjoon says with a grin. “Let’s go eat without him.”

“Heyyy!” Hoseok turns, protests on his tongue but you silence them when you tug on his hand. His attention and gaze swivel back to you.

“I have something better in mind,” you whisper in his ear, using the best purring voice you can muster. You aren’t sure the seduction came out properly, but his eyes dilate cutely anyway.

“Better?”

When you’re sure he—and no one else—is looking, you hook a finger into your loose top and tug the collar to the side. Instantly, he’s sputtering when his eyes happen upon what you’re wearing beneath the casual clothes. His sudden coughs attract the members’ curiosity, but your shirt is already fixed and the grin on your face made innocent by the next second.

“Hobi?” Jimin asks.

“I’m fine!” He haphazardly waves to the others, his gaze still fixed on you. “You… Do you mean… Is this…”

You nod, relishing the joy and surprise in his smile. It grounds you somehow, to know that he’s on exactly the same page as you: nervously excited. “I’m ready.”

His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, hard. “I’ll be out in five minutes. Promise.” Without another word, he spins around, practically sprinting to grab his clothes to change.

“Huh?” Jungkook’s face contorts in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

You quirk your head perfectly and shrug your shoulders. “No idea.” You must have been an actress in a previous life.

 -------

True to his word, you’re in a car heading back to the hotel five minutes later.

The entire way there, Hoseok can’t sit still.

He’s practically vibrating as he switches between staring out the window and staring at you. His fingers fumble with yours, a smile never leaving his lips. In his mind, his thoughts are even more haywire, every bit as jittery as his heart. Each subsequent image that pops into his head is dirtier than the last. First, it’s his fingers sliding across your skin as he undresses you, to see all of what you’d teased him with earlier. Then it’s your mouth parted as you moan beneath him, pink and flush and gorgeous. He wonders how many times he can make you cum before—

“Hoseok.” He jolts. “We’re here.” You’re polite – you pretend not to notice the prominent bulge straining against his dark, tastefully-ripped jeans, though it makes you grin.

“Huh? Oh, right, yeah.” He shakes his head, shifts before he realizes just how hard he is. Though he’s faintly red, he tries to play it cool, following you out the door with his jacket now pulled inconspicuously over his crotch.

Thankfully, the ride in the elevator up to your hotel room is a quick one. Hand in hand, you chat about the concert, about the energy of the ARMY and what a great performance it had been. Before you know it, the elevator dings and you’re out into the hallway.

It’s now that your heart starts to really pound. It can’t be more than fifty steps from the door to his room, but damn if you don’t feel the nerves every time your feet meet carpet. You watch Hoseok slide the card into the lock, hear the beep. The red light changes to green, he turns the handle, and now it all feels real. You’re about to do this. You’re finally about to lose your virginity.

And you can’t wait.

Hoseok guides you inside the room, tossing his bag onto the floor. “I’m just going to take a quick shower. I’m still all sticky,” he says as he strips off his jacket and wrinkles his nose. “I’ll be fast!”

“Okay, gotcha.” Your coat has only just slipped off your shoulders before he’s made a sound of panic.

“Wait, wait!” You shoot him a quizzical look as he steps towards you. “Don’t take anything off other than the coat.”

“Why not?”

“Because I want to undress you myself.” His darkening eyes are practically already doing so with the gaze that sweeps across your figure. “I’ve fantasized about doing it so many times, babe.” His fingers lightly trail across your shoulders, just playing with the collar of your top. “So just let me take care of you, okay?”

A shiver crawls down your spine at the deepening of his voice, at a side of him you’re not sure you’ve ever seen. “Okay.” You nod, and he disappears into the bathroom. Moments later, the shower turns on.

You settle on the end of the bed as you take in the slept-in bedsheets, the clothes folded on the chair or draped over it. Your heart is still doing flipflops and you’re not sure it’ll ever stop. But there’s a heat gathering in your stomach when you think about how you’ll finally know how he feels pressed against you. Yes. You’re absolutely certain – this is what you’ve been craving.

Leaning over to the light control, you turn the dial down enough so that the lamps cast warm shadows on the wall. You fiddle with your fingers, play with an earring. Two minutes creep by before you’re on your feet, thinking maybe some water could soothe your throat. You pull out your phone, scrolling through Instagram but not really processing anything. Another few minutes come and go. You’re shuffling back to the bed when you realize the sound of the shower has stopped. You have about five seconds to process that before the bathroom door opens.

With one arm cocked against the doorframe, Hoseok’s standing in nothing but a thin, dark towel around his waist. Beads of water roll down his smooth chest, dripping onto the floor. His muscles, honed and lean from all that dancing, are on full display; they flex as he moves, tousling his hair with a second towel. When he feels your gaze on him, he licks his lips. Then an effortless, unfair smile replaces his tongue. If this were a cartoon, you’d probably be drooling. Hoseok tosses the towel back inside before he flicks the light off, and you try to pick your jaw up off the floor.

“Like what you see?” He asks, voice husky in a rude way. His dark eyes meet yours. You wonder who the hell let him get so damn sexy.

“Mhm…”

He takes a step toward you, then another, and another. Then you’re in his arms. You don’t even care that he’s soaking your clothes, not when his lips conquer yours.

There’s no trace of his playfulness here; Hoseok is scorching from the get go – relentless, a man starved. You’ve kissed before, of course, but never like this. It’s now you realize just how much he’s been holding himself back, respecting your wishes while swallowing his own. Love and affection swell in your chest as you hold him just a bit tighter, needing him close.

He’s grinning as he repositions himself to steal your breaths again and again with fresh nibbles on your bottom lip. You’re pretty sure you’ve clean forgotten what oxygen is when he slips his tongue into your mouth. With no choice but to surrender, you let him gently push you onto the bed. Your back meets cool fabric, but your front is all heat as Hoseok leans over you. His bangs fall, tickling your forehead.

“Baby,” he whispers, breath tremulous and hot against your mouth, “you’re too beautiful, you know.”

“Oh?” All you can really focus on is how his towel has been dragged slightly aside by the movement. It’s moments away from being completely undone. You consider just tugging it free yourself, but he’s distracting you with nuzzles on your cheek, the prelude to more kisses.

“That tight purple dress with the low cut that you wore to Yoongi’s birthday party?” His hands slide down your waist, teasing the waistband of your skirt. “Or the cropped hoodie with the tiny jean shorts when you came to visit the studio?” He lets the elastic go. It smacks softly against your body. “Were you trying to tease me? To make me lose control?”

Now his fingers are beneath your top, running along the lingerie in midnight black that sits snugly against your skin. “No,” you murmur, “no, I just wanted to look nice for you—ah…!” He’s found your nipple, already taut from the adrenaline. Just that contact alone is enough to soak you, probably ruining the lingerie that clings to your folds, but it’s served its purpose.

“That’s just it. You always look so appetizing.” He toys with the hem of your shirt, inching it up to reveal lace the more he travels. “It’s hard to resist touching the woman I love.” Brutal. You didn’t know honesty could be so arousing. You’re already melting by the time he tosses your top onto the floor.

“Damn.” He breathes the word, lets it sit heavy between you as he drinks in how the fabric fits right against your curves, highlighting the beauty that he’s been dreaming of for months. “Just for me.” He guides the straps off your shoulders, unhooks the clasps on the back. As beautiful as the lingerie is, he’s too eager to see you bare.

Lowering his head, Hoseok’s tongue swirls around a pert nipple. Then he’s dipping his mouth between the valley of your breasts, reveling in the softness that engulfs him. He’s surrounded by your scent, gleefully drowning in it as he seeks out even more. He’s certain that having you beneath him whimpering from his touch, is something he’ll never forget.

When his fingers trace the outline of your panties, you practically wish you had gone with the crotchless version because he is taking his sweet time. You can’t imagine how he still has so much self-control when you’re seconds away from begging for his hands on your clit. Luckily, he helps you out of them before another minute ticks by. And you’re bared, utterly so, to him.

He has to take a moment to drink you in because you’re absolutely breathtaking with your legs shyly spread, cheeks pink and charming. But he’s a slave to desire in the end as he lowers his mouth and has his first taste of you.

You would be lying if you say you aren’t worried that you taste weird, or off, or something, anything. But the way Hoseok’s tongue flits between your folds as if it’s his last meal is dispelling your mind of worries, of any thoughts at all. You’re making noises you didn’t know you could make when he nips at your clit, somehow knowing exactly how much pressure to lavish before drawing back. It’s torture in the best way.

“I could do this forever,” he murmurs, exploring and testing where nets him the strongest reactions, where he can lick to have your cunt moistening even more. He doesn’t want this to hurt, so he’s perfectly content to play here until you’re a dripping mess.

You’re scrunching the sheets in balmy fists as pleasure rocks through you, as relentless as his mouth. “I don’t think I can—oh­­hh—last forever,” you say, somehow summoning the strength to chuckle even as you shudder into him. You’ve forgetting why you felt you weren’t ready for this all these months. How does anyone get anything else done when sex feels so good? It’s as if his lips were made to be wrapped around your clit.

It’s when his tongue parts the folds of your slit that you feel empty. He’s teasing just the tip of his tongue into your sex, and it’s absolutely not enough. “H-Hoseok,” you whimper, the craving for his cock a crescendo with each lick, “I need… Uhn, I want…”

“Are you ready?” He asks softly, shifting back, drawing away his towel. As it hits the ground, you feast your eyes on his cock for the first time. Shit. You’ve never seen anything so delicious-looking in your life. Impeccably smooth with a subtle curve, the darkened head drools pre-cum in its hunger for you. You instinctively know this is a cock that would kiss your cervix once nestled inside, judging by sheer length alone. Yes, please.

You nod.

The bed creaks when he leans over you, closing the gap between your bodies. Is that your heartbeat or his? All you can tell is the erratic thumping. “I can’t wait to be inside you.” It’s happening. It’s finally happening.

Wanting to watch, you tilt your eyes to the hands that are making for your waist. It’s then you realize his fingers are ever so slightly trembling when he moves, despite his words. You reach down with an unsteady grip of your own and cover him with your palm. “Hoseok? Everything okay?”

He pauses. “…Sorry. Sorry!” He exhales, then gives an airy, shaky laugh. “I… Don’t know why I’m suddenly nervous now.” He rakes a hand through his damp hair, lets it fall back into handsomely-messy place again. “Hell, it almost feels like my first time too.” His bright eyes find yours; his gaze is now softened, but the flame still simmers beneath. “I just want everything to be perfect for you.”

A second later, his jaw falls open comically. “But aaagh, now I ruined the sexy mood, didn’t I?”

His confession is melting your nerves, so you give him a bright smile. “Never!” You tug him close for a passionate kiss, mouths moving in sync as you try to show him just how precious he is. When you part, his grin has returned: wide and delighted. “Hobi, you are always sexy to me.”

“Mmm, how are you so sweet?” He presses his nose into your neck, scattering light bites on your skin, playfully growling to make you giggle.

“Because I love you.”

His cheeks dimple at that, pure sunshine. “I love you too.”

With great care, he positions himself. Finally, you feel his firmness pressing against your slit, glistening with his saliva and your arousal. His hips pump lightly, lubricating his skin, absently rubbing against your clit for extra stimulation. Just when you think he’s about to slip inside—

His eyes widen. “Condom,” he mutters, scolding himself, “can’t believe I forgot.” He’s about to pull away in search for one when you tighten your hold around him, forcing him to stay.

You shake your head. “Don’t need one.”

“Huh? Why not?” He rests his forehead on yours, unable to stop himself from kissing the point of your nose.

“I’ve… Been on the pill for the last few weeks. As soon as I thought I was ready.” You’re a bit embarrassed to admit: “I wanted our first time to be just you and me. Natural.”

Hoseok moans at your words, aphrodisiac in sound form. “You have no idea just how much you turn me on.” He shifts, cock nudging against your heat again as he lowers his hand to guide.

“Hoseok.” You find his eyes and hold the gaze, resolute. “I’m all yours.”

One slow thrust, and the final barrier between you falls.

You can’t help the cry at the fresh pain that surges through your core, the foreign stretch as your walls latch onto him, cling to him to instinctually beckon him further still. But he decelerates, brows knit in worry. “Are you okay, babe?” He refuses to move, even though you’re so wet, impossibly tight around him. “Should I stop?”

“F-Fine, I’m fine,” you sputter, refusing to let the tears pooling at the corner of your eyes fall. “Was just surprised.” Through the pain, the pressure that gathers at the pit of your stomach promises a pleasure yet to come. “Keep going.” You’re determined to accept every inch of him tonight.

He keeps a careful eye on you as he sinks in a little more, and you feel fuller than you ever have before. It makes you impatient in its own way; you need his cock wholly nestled in your heat until he’s just as overcome with sensation as you. “More, Hoseok,” you gasp, voice so laden with lust that you hardly recognize it. “I want all of you.”

Uncontrollable groans spill from his lips. You’re too seductive, legs spread, begging for him. The heat you engulf him in is every bit as tantalizing and ecstatic as he’s dreamed of. And by god, has he dreamed of this, waking up sometimes so hard it hurts. But now… Now, you’re in his arms. “You already have my heart.” Hoseok’s bangs caress your chest as he plants soothing kisses to your feverish skin. Another thrust, an addicting stretch. “But you can have anything you want.”

He hilts himself inside with a fresh moan so carnal and filthy you shudder. Whatever pain that lingers is forgotten in the face of this bliss, intensified when his fingers find your clit again. “Mmn, does it feel good, baby?” He already has his answer by the way you tighten around his shaft, but there’s something too alluring in making you confess exactly how he drives you wild.

“So good,” you manage amidst moans, “so full.” You fight the urge to rake your nails down his back, settling for clutching his shoulders as his hands and cock work in devastating tandem. His pace lets you feel every little bit of his thick erection, now soaked with your juices.

“So tight around me, fuck.” You whisk the rare expletive off his tongue with your own, biting and sucking on his bottom lip. “I’m not gonna last long. Not if you squeeze me like that.”

You’re practically on the cusp yourself as he never lets up on your clit. Not that you’d want him to. Not when your body is humming, a livewire pulled taut around him just waiting to snap. “Cum in me then,” you beckon, needing him to stuff you even more.

He responds with punishing thrusts that have you coming in less than ten seconds, your voice reaching pitches you didn’t know it could as you chant his name like a mantra. He continues to snap his hips, pistoning into you to elongate the throbbing until you’re left gasping, body weak, but still vibrating with aftershocks of pleasure. Somewhere along the way, you register that he’s coming too, white cream coating your walls with each pump that somehow reaches even deeper inside of you.

When Hoseok finally slows, his brow dotted with perspiration, he’s smiling. In lieu of pulling out, he cradles you in his arms despite the sweat and kisses away a stray teardrop from your eye. “That wasn’t too rough, was it? I didn’t hurt you?”

You shake your head, kissing him back on his dimpled cheeks. You can still feel a subtle ache, but it’s one that reminds you just how much love you’ve shared tonight. So, you grin and trail your fingers lightly down his back. “It was perfect.”

--------------------

p.s. find a POV shift for this fic on my masterlist 💓

[heyyyharry]

Chapter 15: Fright-day Night

(Halloween Special - from the Flatmate Trilogy: Two Hearts, One Home)

…in which they play treasure hunt on Halloween again.

Word count: 7.1k

Chapter 14: For Better Or Worse - Harry and Niall have a guys night, Y/N starts showing, and Layla loves her wedding dress.

What to expect in this chapter: Baby’s gender (finally) AND the biggest crossover since The Avengers!!! (Jk)

For this chapter, the Flatmate characters will meet Eddie from My Girl (Bambi’s boss). If you want to read the alternative version in which they meet Thea (Bambi in the Wattpad version), CLICK HERE

.

.

.

Harry used to hate the smell of the hospital.

It reminded him of germs and sickness, and that one time he nearly died in a jet ski accident. But now that he was there so often, he'd gotten used to it. He thought he might even like it, because every time he and his wife were there, they would walk out with good news.

"I think it's a girl," Harry blurted while anxiously picking lint from his sleeve, his other hand was squeezing Y/N's. They were in the hospital's waiting room, but he already had a feeling that this might be the best day of his life.

"Why do you think so, baby?" she asked with a smile.

"Mum said if you were more into salty food, you were having a boy, and if it was a girl, then you ate lots of sweet things." He chuckled and nudged her nose with his own. "I just filled your snack drawer with sweets a few days ago, and this morning when I looked at it, it was almost empty!"

"The snack drawer was your idea!"

"Yeah, because you either woke me up at 3 AM asking me to fuck you, or to go out and buy you some sweets. Now that you have your snack drawer, I will only lose sleep for sex."

"God, you're such a teenager." Laughing and shaking her head, Y/N threaded a hand through his hair and said, "guess we'll find out if you're right in half an hour."

Half an hour felt like half a century to Harry. But once it was finally their turn, he thought he might just pass out. He didn't know it was possible to get more agitated than the last time they'd been there, but when he took the same seat and watched his wife lie down on the same examining table, his insides were on fire. It didn't matter what his baby's gender was, because he loved them and his wife, anyway. Still, he was holding his breath and couldn't ignore the shakiness in his limbs.

"Congratulations," said the woman who was rolling the scanning device on Y/N's tummy. "It's a girl."

Those three words coursed through Harry's ears like Adrenaline through his veins. He tingled from his head to his toes, wanting to jump, but he was glued to the chair and his feet were as stiff as a rock.

It's a girl, said the voice in his head. I'm having a baby girl.

Y/N was saying something to him, but all he heard was white noise, while the name was bouncing inside his head. It felt as if there was an explosion in his brain, the good sort, and it took him a few seconds to come back to reality.

"That's Asteria, baby," Y/N said, tears streaming from her eyes though she was laughing.

Harry sniffled as he brought her hand to his mouth to kiss her knuckles a few times. "Hi, Ria," he said to her baby bump. "Your dad is here."

.

.

.

"Congratulations! You are the lucky ones who got invited to our joint bachelor/bachelorette/Halloween party!" Layla raised her glass as if she was making a toast at her wedding, when in reality, she and her friends were sitting in a small cafe. "Thank you, my dear future husband, for coming up with this brilliant idea."

"I came up with it, actually—"

"Shut up, Harry," she snapped at the poor guy and shushed everyone who dared to snicker. "Anyway, where was I? Ahhh, the party. So this year, I'm—"

"We."

"We're bringing back our favorite tradition—"

As Layla immediately corrected herself after Niall had corrected her, the Irish man smugly wiggled his eyebrows at Harry, who looked slightly offended for the opposite reaction he'd received. Meanwhile, everyone else was already yawning.

"If she wrote a whole speech about the Halloween game one month prior, imagine how long her wedding vow would be," Louis whispered and fist-bumped Liam while Trix and Y/N were trying not to laugh.

Layla, however, was so passionate about her special party that she just kept going, "our annual Halloween game is back!" she exclaimed and clasped both hands in front of her chest. "It's called 'Fright-day Night'. And Louis will be the host!"

As everyone turned to Louis, who did a tiny bow as if he'd just won an Oscar, Layla added, "in case anyone else's wondering why I didn’t pick one of you, well, y'all fucking sucked."

"I guess I'll...take that as a compliment!" Louis uttered as the corners of his mouth turned up. "We'll have a Halloween party after the game, so make sure you have your costumes ready."

"Yes!" Layla chimed in before Louis could steal her spotlight. "Niall and I will also participate in the game, so we know nothing about the clues or the prizes or where the party will take place. Louis will take care of that. Our only job is to follow his rules and have fun!" She tapped her finger on her lips as the chatter began. "I guess I'm done. Anyone wanna add something?"

Harry raised his hand. "I have something important to announce."

"Put your hand down, Harold. Nothing is more important than my—"

"We've just found out the baby gender."

"Oh my God, what?!" Layla shouted and everyone in the cafe snapped their heads to look at her. She appeared as if she'd seen gold when she turned to Y/N. "Bitch, you should've told me first!"

"Sorry, I was afraid you'd tell everyone else." Y/N smiled. "We wanted to tell you guys ourselves."

"Just tell me now, am I an uncle or an aunt?!" Niall blurted and quickly shook his head when everyone gave him questioning looks. "No, I mean—God! You know what I mean!"

Harry puffed out his chest and cleared his throat. "It's Asteria!"

"Yes!" Layla jumped out of her seat and smacked Liam on the back. "You owed me twenty."

"You made a bet on our baby girl?!"

"Yes!" She giggled despite the look on Harry's face and took the money from Liam, who seemed pretty bitter about losing. "I'm not surprised that I won though. I knew it all along that it was Asteria. I'm her Godmother after all."

"Aunt."

"Godmother. Deal with it." She gave Harry the finger and went on, "by the way, I'm calling her Teri. It's gonna be a special thing between Godmother Layla and baby Asteria, so none of you bitches is allowed to call her that."

"Did she just call dibs on our daughter?" Harry whispered to Y/N, who simply laughed and told him Layla was just kidding.

.

.

.

Fall went as quickly as it had arrived. There was only one more day until Halloween.

Layla had gathered the whole group at the same cafe, "so Louis could briefly give us instructions about the game," she had said. But everyone knew it was only an excuse for her to open a discussion about what everyone was going to wear so no two of them would show up in the same costume, "for the group aesthetics," she reasoned.

"Niall and I will be Gregory Peck and Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday," she cheerfully said, sitting with her back straight and arms crossed on the table, as if she was really princess Ann in the movie. "That means none of you losers can be Audrey Hepburn or a princess. Except for Y/N."

"Why?" Trix pouted.

"Because she's pregnant with my Goddaughter."

"Harry and I will be Flynn Rider and Rapunzel," Y/N said and Trix was smiling again.

"Ooh! The other day I was just telling Liam that you two reminded me of Flynn Rider and Rapunzel because—"

"Um, I have a question," Harry cut her off, raising his hand. "What are Jack and Gemma doing here?"

"Harry!"

"What?" He flinched as his wife swatted at his chest and everyone was laughing.

"I'm one of the bridesmaids. Why can't I be here?" Gemma gave him a shrug, arching an eyebrow.

Jack, who was sitting next to her, spoke fast, "Layla told me to come. I have no idea what's going on."

"Well, young Johnny Depp, you are invited to my bachelorette/bachelor/Halloween party because we need an even number of players to play the Halloween game."

"Or we can just not include Gemma." Harry lifted his shoulders in a half shrug and this time it was Gemma who swatted him.

Niall suddenly leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Layla is obsessed with Gemma, so if I were you, I'd shut up before I got uninvited to the wedding."

"I can't get uninvited, I'm the best man."

"Maybe we don't need a best man," Layla said, and Harry gasped, turning to Niall.

"Sorry, mate." Niall pursed his lips unapologetically. "You've chosen Y/N over me many times before."

"You're kidding."

Y/N shushed the boys and started stroking Harry's hair, knowing it'd turn him to a quiet little puppy.

Now that peace had been restored, Louis turned to Jack and Gemma. "Okay, I'm just going to explain again. Every year back in college, we would get together on Halloween for a game of treasure hunt. Each year, we took turns being the host who would come up with clues, the prizes, and the rules of the game. This time, I will be the host. The game is pretty simple. I'll divide you into two teams, and—"

"Wait, we don't get to randomly draw out our team?"

"No, Liam. Harry would cheat again so he could be with Y/N."

"I didn't cheat!"

"Yes, you did," Layla chimed in. "Liam saw you!"

"I did." Liam confirmed. "But I shipped you two so I didn't say anything."

"See? Cheater!" Layla grumbled as Harry flashed a peace sign at her, unapologetically.

"Okay guys, let me finish and you can roast Harry later," said Louis who rolled his eyes in frustration. "So where was I? Aaaah, the teams. Yes, there will be two teams, four persons each. You will find out which team you're in tomorrow night. And I will give each team different clues, the treasure this year is the Halloween party. You find the party, you win."

"Sounds simple." Y/N leaned back in her chair, hands on her belly. "Where are we going to play the game this year?"

"I don't wanna spoil the surprise," Louis told them with a mischievous smile.

.

.

.

"The cemetery?!"

Folding his arms, Louis chuckled at the way Layla's jaw fell open as she looked around the spooky graveyard. Rows of tombstones stood erect in silence, and in this starless misty night, the place looked like a sea of the dead. This could be the opening scene of a classic horror movie, in which a group of stupid people got murdered in a graveyard for playing a stupid Halloween game.

"If I'd known we would play in a cemetery, I would have dressed up as something else to match the aesthetic!" Layla huffed as she smoothed down her skirt.

"What's the point? You're gonna lose, anyway."

"Shut up, you stupid alien!" she glowered at Liam, who couldn't look more offended by the name.

"I am not an alien!" he objected, pointing to his hat. "I'm a space cowboy!"

"Guys, don't yell. Ria has ears now," Harry said as he hugged his wife from behind, hands on her tummy.

Appalled, Trix pointed to Y/N. "If you're Rapunzel then where's your wig?"

"It was itchy, so I took it off," Y/N explained as she tucked her hair behind her ear and looked down at her pink dress. "But you could still tell that I'm Rapunzel, right?"

"You look just like her," Jack said with a smile, and instinctively, Harry held his wife closer, not even giving her boss the second glance.

Jack was dressed as Jack Dawson, but Harry knew it was him who was the original Jack Dawson. In fact, he was Jack Dawson when he won the game with his wife. This wasn't a competition but Harry thought he'd already won.

"I'm Red Riding Hood," Trix said. "In case anyone's wondering."

"No, we're not wondering. You're literally wearing a red cloak, Trix."

"Layla, don't be mean to Trix," Louis spoke, turning all heads back to him.

"What are you supposed to be?" Liam asked.

"Alastor Mad-Eye Moody from Harry Potter," he said proudly and adjusted his fake eye. "Probably the coolest costume here."

"You wish," Layla spat, rolling her eyes. "No one could beat Audrey."

The group chatted for a bit while waiting for Gemma, who showed up last. She apologized for being late because she'd had to clean pumpkin guts from her car window. "Typical Halloween prank by the kids in the neighborhood," she said.

"Princess Leia!" Liam exclaimed, pointing to Gemma's space buns.

"Um, yeah." The older Styles chuckled. "Sorry, Layla. I got this costume before you said—"

"No, no, it's totally fine!" Layla shook her head quickly. "That iconic hairstyle totally suits you!"

"Wait, why do all the girls get to be princesses except for me?!"

"Don't worry, Trix," Harry said, pointing to her heart. "Every woman is a princess in here."

"Okay, can Princess Leia or the space cowboy shoot Flynn Rider right now?"

Harry extended his middle finger toward Layla and everyone dissolved in laughter.

Clearing his throat loudly, Louis got all eyes back on him and pulled out a little box from his leather satchel. The box contained eight pieces of paper, each folded in half, on which a player's name was written. "Take the one with your name," he said. "Okay, now open it. Those who see the word 'red' go to my left. Those with 'blue' go to my right."

Harry, Layla, Gemma, and Liam went to the left. Y/N, Niall, Jack, and Trix went to the right.

"Yay! We're on the same team!" Layla squealed as she saw Gemma, who gave the girl an awkward grin, not knowing why Layla was so obsessed with her.

"Harold!" Louis shouted, making Harry and Niall flinch. "Do not switch with Niall this time! I know what color you are!"

"What?! I wasn't gonna do anything!"

"Then step away from the Irish boy!"

Groaning, Harry shoved both hands in his pockets and took a few steps back, frowning at Y/N and Jack on the opposite side. Louis then handed each team another piece of paper. "This is your first clue. It will take you to the next place where the second clue is hidden. Get your cars ready and I'll see you at the party."

As soon as Louis wished them good luck and walked away, Y/N opened her team's first clue and read the riddle aloud to the other members. "There's a man with a crooked smile, his round face is scarred with a knife."

It only took her two seconds to snap her head up to look at Jack. "Jack-o'-lantern!" they said at the same time.

"That one's easy! Let's go find one."

Niall grabbed the hood of Trix's cloak before she could run off without them. "Hold your horses, Red. Every house has one of those, it's Halloween."

Jack nodded to agree. "Maybe it's not an actual Jack-o'-lantern. Louis did say'a place', didn't he?"

"Right!" Y/N exclaimed as she tugged at his sleeve. "There's a small Halloween night market for tourists called Spooky Pumpkins. It's only a five-minute drive from here."

"Great! Let's go!" Trix said as she skipped ahead, and the others quickly followed.

"They're leaving!" Layla whined, stomping her feet like an angry little girl, but nobody on her team paid attention to her.

"Help us think and we'll be able to catch up with them!" said Liam while Harry and Gemma were still analyzing the riddle.

"It's Halloween, we're all afraid. Take your time, but don't be late," Gemma read it aloud once again as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"What the hell does it mean?"

Harry shushed Liam immediately and turned to his sister. "Gem?"

"Take your time," Gemma mumbled as she scrunched up her face. "Take your time, but don't be late. Take your time...don't be—"

"A clock!" Harry snapped his fingers. "This must refer to a clock."

"How are we gonna find a clock in a cemetery, genius?"

"Not here, genius." He glowered at Liam. "Louis said this clue would take us to another place."

"So...clock...Big Ben?" Layla asked.

"No, too far from here." Gemma shook her head. "It has to be somewhere near because it's only the first clue. We have to think smaller."

"There's a vintage clock shop near here. It only takes five minutes to drive there," Liam said and the others all agreed with him.

"Come on, let's go!"

As Harry motioned everyone to follow him and walked ahead of the group, Gemma gave Layla a nudge. "This is about Jack, right?"

"Yup." Layla nodded. "He becomes a dictator when he's jealous. But hey, we can always kill him after we've won."

"I heard that!"

Laughing, she shouted back at Harry, "I wanted you to!"

.

.

.

Y/N hated night markets.

She hated being surrounded by too many strangers. She hated it when someone bumped into her or stepped on her feet and didn't apologize. She hated the distinct voices and laughter as they gave her anxiety and a headache. Being at a night market on its busiest night was a Halloween nightmare coming true. It wasn't really a phobia for Y/N, but it was close, and so she didn't want to be obvious about how uncomfortable she was. She had scared Jack enough when they were stuck in a lift last year. Unfortunately, it wasn't hard to tell that something was bothering her as she was walking so close to his side, basically attached to him.

"You alright?"

"Yeah." She looked up to give him a reassuring grin and changed the subject, "don't you have other plans on Halloween night?"

"I don't even have plans on regular nights."

His answer made her snort. "I mean, working plans. I know you don't hang like the rest of us."

"You said it like it's a bad thing." He chuckled, shaking his head. "But I'm hanging with the rest of you now, aren't I?"

"Yeah, why is that, I wonder?"

"I have a soft spot for you, not gonna lie," Jack answered without thinking, and when he noticed the look on her face, he laughed it off and added, "you're like a little sister to me. That's what I meant."

"Oh? Should I take that as a compliment?" She smiled, and he gave her a shrug.

"Many people would kill to be considered my sister. You're lucky."

Y/N let out a slight laugh as she playfully pushed his shoulder. Before either of them could say anything else, Niall jumped out from nowhere and walked right in the middle. "So..." He threw an arm over Y/N's shoulders, grinning. "What were you talking about?"

Y/N was trying her best not to laugh. "Harry tell you to—"

"Guys?" Trix's voice cut her off. All three of them paused and turned around to find Trix panting as she finally kept up with them. "Shouldn't we stop and look for clues? Why do we keep on walking?"

"We are looking for clues," Y/N said. "We need to find a pumpkin-carving knife."

"Oh, that's very specific."

She immediately shot Niall a glare. "If I want sarcasm, I would rather have Harry on this team."

"Yeah. I miss that sarcastic asshole." Niall sighed.

"Hey, where is Trix?"

Jack's question got both of them to turn their heads, but Trix wasn't there anymore. It was like she had vanished into thin air.

"Trix? Where are you?!"

"Calm down, Y/N. She's probably—"

"Trix?!" Y/N ignored Jack and called louder.

"I'm here, Y/N!"

"Trix!" Y/N let go of a harsh breath and dashed toward the girl. "Where were you going?! Stay close to us, okay?"

"Look what I've found!"

Everyone jumped back when Trix pointed a knife at them.

"Woah! Be careful with that!" Niall hissed, making the girl giggle.

"Chill. I'm not gonna stab you! I'm not Layla! Look!"

Y/N was the one who stepped forward and took the knife from Trix. She peered at the shiny blade to read the tiny words written in permanent ink.

"The paper monsters under your bed, come from the lands inside your head."

Niall's eyes brightened as Y/N handed him the knife. "Our second clue!"

"Well done, Trix!" Jack said, giving Trix the thumbs up. The girl was so proud of her achievement that she couldn't stop bouncing up and down.

"I was just following the guy in the pumpkin mask with the Harry Potter scar and I asked him about the second clue."

"Okay, that was smart. Louis was dressed up as a character from Harry Potter, so it must've been a hint. But it was also dangerous to follow a guy in a mask," Y/N said as she held onto Trix's shoulder. "Do not follow guys in masks, okay? Not when it's night and you're alone. And definitely not on Halloween."

"Oh, okay." Trix batted her eyelashes and gave her an innocent smile.

"Guys, our second clue?" Niall spoke as he waved the knife to get the others' attention. "Any idea what it's trying to say?"

"Should we look under a bed?"

"I don't think 'bed' is our keyword, Trix," said Jack as he took the knife from Niall and reread the riddle a few more times. "Hmm, paper monsters from the lands inside your head..."

"How did Lou come up with these clues!" Y/N cried out, making Niall cackle.

"The dude literally makes a living from designing computer games so..."

"I used to have monsters under my bed," Trix suddenly spoke. "My mother had to read me Alice in Wonderland every night to chase the monsters away."

"Wait, that's it!" Jack's whole face lit up. "Books! We need to find the closest bookstore."

"Paper monsters from the lands inside your head!" Y/N gasped. "Why didn't I think of that? This must refer to horror fiction."

"Yup, horror or fantasy," Jack said with a small smile. "What's the closest bookstore here?"

"I know one! Let's go!" Y/N gestured with a thumb, and the rest hurriedly followed her.

.

.

.

Harry blew out his cheeks as he read the text from Niall and put his phone away. "They've solved their second clue," he told the others.

"Have you been texting with the enemy?" Layla, who was in the backseat with Liam, grumbled at him.

"It's just Niall."

"My husband and your wife are our enemies now. Stop communicating with them."

"Guys, we're here," Gemma announced as she parked the car on the side of the road, in front of their first stop.

The clock shop was so small it blended right in with the rest of the street, probably the reason Harry had driven by it plenty of times yet he had never once noticed it before. He was the first to enter, and the rest followed him in a line because the door wasn't big enough for them to walk through at once.

The place had that spooky charm, it was dull and quiet, no other sound but the chaotic ticking of the clocks. It was exactly how Harry imagined inside a madhouse would sound like.

"Hi, may I help you?" an old lady greeted them at the entrance. In this terrible lightning of the place, her teeth looked yellow and crooked and her face was as pale as a corpse. Layla and Liam were quick to hide behind the Styles and let them do all the talking.

"Hi ma'am..." Harry stepped up to shake her hand. "This may sound stupid but...we're playing this game and we have to solve riddles to—"

"Are you friends with the short skinny boy Lewis?"

"Louis."

"Yes." The lady smiled and adjusted her small glasses. "I love that boy, he comes over to keep me company whenever he's free. Who knew his friends were also such beautiful people. You, young man, look just like a prince."

"Thanks, ma'am." Harry chuckled nervously as she pinched his cheeks. "D-do you mind if we...um...look around?"

"Not at all, dear. Go ahead," said the old lady.

The four of them split to search for their next clues. They checked every corner of the store, and the lady let them do whatever they wanted and take as much time as they needed. When Layla found the piece of paper attached to one of the clocks, the old woman had already fallen asleep in her rocking chair.

"The witch has got a brand new nose, look where she would keep her clothes."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "A witch? Does any of you happen to know a witch?"

"Or someone with a brand new nose," Liam chuckled.

"And a lot of clothes..." Gemma said.

And all three of them turned to look at Layla, whose mouth fell open. "What?! I'm not the witch!"

Liam immediately took a step back to keep a safe distance from Layla before he said, "you got a nose job last year and you'd rather die than be seen wearing the same dress twice. So, yeah..."

"Do you guys call me a witch when I'm not around?"

"Yes."

Layla shot Harry a death glare and his mouth immediately snapped shut.

"Do you live near here?" Gemma asked, and Layla shook her head. "Then it can't be Layla. We don't have much time until midnight so these places must be close to each other."

"Layla's shop is just two blocks away," Harry said as he rolled up his sleeves. "I don't think the clue refers to her closet, because Louis couldn't have broken into her house and hidden stuff in her closet, right? It must be her clothing shop."

"Fuck!" Layla suddenly raised her voice and had to double-check if she'd woken up the lady. Turning back to them, she whispered, "yesterday he told me he was there to buy clothes for his sisters! That sneaky son of a bitch!"

"Okay, that's it! That's our next clue!" Harry said as he checked the time on one of the clocks. "Let's go! If we don't hurry up, Jack will win!"

"Did he say 'Jack' instead of 'they'?" Liam asked, watching Harry bolt to the entrance without waiting for anyone.

"Yup, get used to it," Gemma and Layla said at the same time.

.

.

.

Y/N had been to this bookstore twice with Harry. It wasn't so far from where they used to live back in college. Coming here tonight, she was expecting to see the old lady who always gave her discounts because she adored Y/N and Harry's relationship, but sadly, the lady wasn't there anymore. Instead, they met a young man who looked like he could still be a student.

"Sorry, we're closed," he said, about to turn off the last light when Jack stepped in anyway.

"It says 'open until midnight'." Jack pointed to the chalkboard by the entrance, but the employee gave him a shrug.

"Well, I've got only two employees, very lazy ones, and they didn't even bother to show up tonight."

"Wait, you're the owner of the store?" Trix asked.

"Why's it a surprise?"

"You look like a teenager..."

"Trix," Y/N warned her friend before turning back to the angry man, looking at his name tag. "Eddie, can we just look around for a minute? Um...it's kind of important. Please?"

Eddie seemed reluctant as he eyed them up and eventually drew in a long breath. "Fine. Only because you're polite."

Y/N happily thanked Eddie and followed him into the store. As he turned all the lights back on, Jack and Y/N hurried to the fantasy section while Niall and Trix went to the horror section. Dust collected everywhere as far as they could see. Jack and Y/N had to cover their noses and mouths as they looked through the dirtied shelves and stands.

"How can you work in a place like this?" Y/N asked, glancing at Eddie, who was watching them with his arms dangling at his sides.

"Well, I don't have a choice. It's family business." He hung his head and mumbled, "if only I'd stayed in college..."

"There's a book called 'I have sex with an alien'?" Jack said, making Y/N laugh as she took it and checked the front and back cover.

"I think one of my two employees hid it at the back so no one could see and buy it," Eddie said as he rolled his eyes. "Anyway, do whatever you want, I need to make a phone call."

When he was gone, Jack immediately turned to Y/N. "I would really love to meet those girls," he whispered, and Y/N nodded.

"Me too."

"Hey, guys!"

"Jesus, Niall!" Y/N smacked Niall with the book, causing him to jump away. "Stop doing that!"

"Sorry!" Niall rubbed the sore spot on his arms, his face contorted. "I just wanted to say Trix and I found the clue."

"Where?!"

Trix showed up, holding a book and an iPhone 5. "We found these on the top shelf."

"The Haunting Of Hill House," Y/N read the title before looking up and beaming at her friends. "Good job, guys! We're so gonna win!"

"Well, what's on the phone?" Jack asked, and Niall gave him a half shrug.

"Don't know. It requires a passcode to unlock."

"Wait, there's a bookmark." Y/N ranked her fingers through her hair, tucked it behind her ear and then opened the book to where it was marked. On the page was a highlighted sentence that said, 'Journey ends in lovers meeting.'

"That's Shakespeare," Jack pointed out.

"Maybe Shakespeare is the passcode."

"No, it's numbers, Trix." Niall exhaled as he rubbed his chin. "Try Shakespeare's birthday or death day."

Y/N was about to pull out her phone to go on Google, but Jack already entered those numbers.

"No, it's not it," he said, shaking his head and looked up to find the other three gawking at him.

"You know Shakespeare's birthday and death day?" Y/N questioned with her eyes wide.

With a cheeky grin, he smirked. "Well, don't you?"

"Please marry me," Trix blurted, and Jack's startled reaction to her 'proposal' sent both Y/N and Niall into hysterics.

Meanwhile, the other team had just found their third clue in one of the coats in Layla's store.

"Well done, Liam!" Gemma said as she unfolded the piece of paper and read the riddle aloud, "There's a princess in disguise. To find your next clue, just follow the light."

"A princess in disguise?" Gemma raised an eyebrow at Layla. "That's you, right? Princess Anne was in disguise so she could walk around Rome freely."

"It can't be Layla twice. The host is Louis, not Niall," Harry commented, making Layla roll her eyes.

"If Niall was the host, I'd be the princess and Louis would be the witch," she grumbled with her arms crossed over her chest. "Well? If the princess in disguise isn't me then who?"

"Who else could be the princess?"

"Gemma."

"A princess but not in disguise," Gemma corrected Liam.

"Princess Leia was disguised as Boush once."

"I'm not wearing a Boush costume, aren't I?"

As the two continued to argue over Star Wars facts, Harry was still mumbling to riddle and trying to solve it on his own. "Follow the light..." He pinched his bottom lip, chewing on the inside of his cheek. "The light...I see the light...and at last, I see the light! Yes!"

Everyone looked at him as he punched the air. "Tangled! It's Tangled! The princess is Rapunzel!"

"Y/N?!" Gemma smacked her forehead.

"Yes!" Harry exclaimed, his eyes sparkled with joy. "My wife is the motherfucking princess in disguise. She is our clue!"

"But she's on the other team," Liam said, shaking his head.

Layla thought for a moment before she raised a finger. "Maybe Louis wants us to meet."

"Yes! We have to go now! Let's go!" Harry was about to run toward the entrance when Gemma grabbed him by the arm, pulling him back to them. "Not so fast, Eugene. We don't know where she is."

"Oh, shit! You're right!" he said and pulled out his phone. "I'll text her."

Gemma gave him a nod to approve. "But don't tell her she's the next clue. Not until we get there."

.

.

.

"Harry just asked me where we are."

"Why are you texting with the enemy?" Niall asked when she showed them the message. Jack, on the other hand, straightened at once.

"Journey ends in lovers meeting." He stared at Y/N intensely. "That's it. You're supposed to meet Harry again and Niall is supposed to meet Layla. That's how this game ends. We're supposed to meet the other team."

"Maybe Harry got a similar clue and he knows we have to meet," Niall said.

Trix gave a slight shrug. "Or he just misses her."

"No, Harry's very competitive," Y/N said, shaking her head. "Jack's right. He wants something from us. Should I let him know we're here?"

"Do it," Jack said and stepped closer to watch her type down the message. "But don't let him know anything about our clue. Wait until they get here."

.

.

.

"When did this place become the tourist attraction?!" Eddie cried out as he watched another group barge into his bookstore.

Harry walked straight toward his wife and gave her a hug. And when Eddie saw him, his eyes went wide. "Hey, has anyone told you that you look like—"

"We don't have time for meet and greet!" Niall interrupted the man and pulled Harry and Y/N apart, pointing a finger to his best friend's face. "No touching until you tell us why you're here."

"He's right. Show us your clue."

"Wow, so this is how it's gonna be, huh?" Harry chuckled as his wife extended her hand toward him, palm up.

"We're still playing the game. Hand me your clue," she demanded.

Harry shoved his hand into his pocket, but Layla stopped him right away, pulling him to the side by his elbow. "Show me yours first," she said, her nose stuck up.

"Guys, I don't know what this is about, but you have one hour until midnight," said Eddie, who patiently checked his watch and blew out his cheeks.

Given no other choice, Y/N pulled out the phone. "We found a phone which requires a passcode. And the clue is a Shakespeare's quote: 'Journey ends in lovers meeting.'"

"Can I have it?" Harry asked and Y/N handed him the device. Everyone went silent as they waited for him to enter the passcode.

"It worked!" He cheered, raising a fist. "I'm in!"

"It worked?!" Layla slapped a hand over her mouth as Niall jumped in joy.

"Holy shit! What?! What's the passcode?"

"Y/N's birthday." Harry grinned at his wife. "Our clue was a princess in disguise and it told us to follow the light."

"Ha. I see the light. Classic." Y/N giggled and pulled Harry's head down to kiss him on the cheek. "My husband is so smart."

"Skip the sentimental bits. We don't have much time left." Layla smacked Harry on the arm, causing him to hiss and jump away. Stealing stole the phone from her brother, Gemma quickly went through the few apps on the home screen.

"Okay. The photo roll is empty. Messages. Empty. Notes. Empty."

"Try recording," Layla spoke, and Gemma tapped on the recording app.

"There's one recording!"

"Yes, wife!" Niall wrapped his arms around Layla and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "You're the best!"

"Is this the 'I love my wife' club now? Can the rest of us leave?" Liam joked, making everyone laugh as Layla shot him a death glare.

Gemma immediately shushed them all so she could play the recording. The first few seconds were nothing but silence, but then they heard Louis' voice. He said, "you're almost there, just look for white. Enter the room and claim your prize."

And it ended.

"That was it?" Layla scoffed as she exchanged looks with Y/N. "Look for white?!"

"Yes, that's the keyword," Gemma breathed. "White. What does the color white remind you of?"

"Snow?"

"It's Halloween, not Christmas, Liam!"

"You haven't watched The Nightmare Before Christmas, haven't ya?" Eddie spoke and Layla yelled at him to stay out of this.

While everyone was arguing with each other, Y/N subtly pulled Niall aside and whispered to him, "go get your car and wait for us outside."

Though confused, Niall trusted Y/N, so he didn't question her and just snuck out when nobody wasn't looking.

"White, hmm..." Layla trailed off as she shuffled her feet, one arm folded, the other rubbing her chin. "Treasure?"

"Treasure?" Harry chortled. "Our cat?"

"Yup."

Liam and Trix snickered at her answer, but Gemma and Jack were poker-faced.

"No, Layla's got a point," Jack said. "Louis did say the treasure is the party."

"Shit!" Harry cried out, holding his head. "Treasure is with Nam and Nam told me he'd taken tonight off to be with Ben. Treasure is at Ben's place! That's where the party is!"

Gemma groaned as she stomped her foot. "Why didn't I think of that? He gave us the final clue right from the beginning!"

Harry's team hadn't had time to react to the big discovery when his wife and her team shot right through the door. Niall's car was waiting outside, and they drove away in a matter of seconds. It took the others a moment to realize what was happening and all of them dashed off, not accepting defeat.

As the door fell shut in front of his eyes, Eddie was frozen, completely flabbergasted. He needed a minute to process everything and quickly pulled out his phone to make a call.

"Mum? Can you pick me up? I think I just met a cult."

.

.

.

"If we lose because we couldn't find a parking spot, I'd be so pissed," Layla panted as she chased after the others into the building right when Y/N's team was heading toward the lift. The two sides only shared one hostile look as the door opened, and the old lady in the lift was horrified when they all ran toward her. Harry was much faster. He almost got there when he heard Niall shouted, "stop! You're hurting Y/N!" which stopped him immediately.

"Which one of you fucking pushed her—"

"Sucker!" Niall pushed Harry aside, took Y/N's hand and pulled her into the lift with Jack and Trix. It took Harry nearly a second to realize he'd been fooled, but by the time he and the others got to the lift, it had gone to the next floor.

"We can just press the emergency button to stop it!" Liam said, looking frantically from left to right. "Is there one out here?!"

"Don't be fucking crazy. Y/N is afraid of small spaces!" Harry glowered at Liam as he crossed his arms and took a deep breath.

"Now what?" Gemma asked.

"Well, now we...wait for the lift."

.

.

.

"Niall James Horan!" was the first thing Layla shouted when she burst through the door into Ben's flat. She stormed right past the party guests who were clapping for her and grabbed Niall by the arm. "I'm gonna fucking kill you!"

All eyes followed Niall as he was dragged away, until Louis got up on a table and screamed, "party!" And everyone was cheering again.

"Let's hope they won't break up before the wedding," Trix said, but Liam only laughed.

"The only thing that they'll break tonight is a bed."

"Ew, gross!" Gemma cringed, pushing him away.

"Hey, there's a bar!" Jack exclaimed, making Gemma squeal in elation.

"Wanna get a drink?" she asked.

"Yes, please." He tossed his head back and sighed in relief.

The music was earsplittingly loud. Neon lights flashed everywhere like police sirens, but much more colorful. Harry guessed Ben wasn't kidding when he said he'd go all out with parties. Pushing his way through a room full of people, Harry finally got to where his wife was sitting with Ben and Nam on the couch. Treasure was lying on her lap. The cat was wearing a party hat that said 'I am the Treasure.'

"Punny." Harry chuckled, shaking his head.

When Y/N looked up and saw him, she was overjoyed. She handed the cat to Ben and got to her feet to give him a passionate kiss.

"I'm sorry you lost, baby," she said, nudging his nose with her own as she held his face.

He secured his arms around her waist, smiling against her lips. "Liar, you're not sorry."

"No, I'm so not," she admitted, kissing him. Again, and again, and again...

It was an exciting night, a great party, but it was over too soon for the married couple. They had decided to leave early because they feared loud music would affect their baby girl. The others were way too tipsy to see them sneak out, anyway. Layla and Niall were dancing on the table, apparently enjoying their last night before being married. Liam and Louis were hitting on some girls while Gemma and Jack were karaoke-ing with Nam and Ben. What a beautiful ending for the longest night ever, Harry thought.

"I can't believe the prize was 'friendship'! The only thing this game did was tear us apart!" Harry grumbled as he carried the cat to the lift and pressed the down button. "Baby?"

Turning back, he found Y/N standing still and staring at the door to their old flat. "I miss it, H," she said, smiling at him.

"Yeah, so do I..." He walked over to where she stood, sucking in a breath. "It's been so long."

"I wonder who lives here now."

"Wanna find out?"

"Wait!" She grabbed his wrist before he could ring the doorbell. "We could just ask Ben!"

"What's the fun in that?" Harry said and pressed the doorbell, anyway.

"What the hell, Harry?! We don't know them!"

"Relax, babe. We can just say we got the wrong flat number."

Harry had just finished the sentence, and the door creaked open. The first thing they saw was a face as white as a sheet. They both screamed, causing 'the face' to scream, and the two of them screamed again as they sprinted to the lift the second it arrived.

Breath busting in and out, the woman peeled off her sheet mask and cursed at the crazy couple now that they were gone.

"Aunt Lynn? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. It was just some Halloween pranksters," she said to the person on the phone. "Anyway, tell your boyfriend I said hi."

.

.

.

*Ending explanation for those who don’t read My Girl*: The woman who’s living in the flatmate babies’ old flat is also a character from My Girl - The MC’s aunt. :)

[pumpkinlass]

aaah your ac comissions are so pretttyyyyyy and you really catch every villagers style and personality perfectly! I also love that u draw them a bit diff in diff arts like seeing raymond in loads of diff outfitd s, really putting your thought in it! I wish I could draw like this but my level is stick man lol. aaaah

Thank you so much!!!❤️❤️ It’s been a joy to work on these. I actually think I’ve been improving as each commission moves along too! Coming up with the different outfits is def. my favorite part of the whole process!! (I like getting repeat villagers cause then I get to come up with new outfits for the same character like Raymond or Bob or Lily! Which is very fun) As for your drawing, I meaaaaan I would just stick with it!! You get better the more you put into it. Here’s one of my first drawings of Bones compared to my latest version of him (and yes I’ve been an AC basic girl for SO LONG. I’ve got drawings of AC characters in my like 4th grade notebook somewhere)

Or here’s some of my early attempts to do fluffy dresses (compared again to recent drawing) lmao. BTW that dress on the pink girl on the left is a conglomerate of like 3 different dresses straight out of a manga I stole from the school library, the bat girl from +Anima anyone remember lol? 

Here’s straight up a re-draw I did of one of my first animal crossing fanart !

Anyhow my point is, literally anyone can draw and your ‘’’level’’’ changes over time by practicing and or just.. drawing a lot! Also I had fun drawing every single thing on here, from the early stuff to now. Oh god lol, I’m bad at morals or pep talks or whatever this long rambling post turned into! ( ; -  ; )   And also doing direct comparisons is fun don’t @ me