#ahhhh i sigh

[0bir]

comm i completed for @/Emprider on twitter yesterday but forgot to post here lol

[seokminfilm]

attracted to you | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x reader

warnings: lost of kissing, fluff, literally no plot, pet names (reader uses baby & seokmin's nicknames, seokmin uses love), one suggestive (??) sentence, fluff for days

now playing: attracted to you, pink pantheress

"Hi, love," Seokmin's voice is sweet as he leans over you, pressing a kiss to your cheek as you giggle at his softness. "Hi, Seok. Did you have a good day today?"

He sighs tiredly as he falls back into the duvet of your shared bed, letting out a loud, overexaggerated groan as you laugh at his antics. Seokmin's dark hair is sticking out from his hoodie, and you take it off, revealing his soft, freshly washed and cut hair. "Your haircut's so pretty, baby. Shows your pretty eyes."

Seokmin turns a flush pink, shaking his head as he covers his warming face. "Stop, don't say that." You chuckle, happy with his reaction as you place down your book.

"Do you have anything you're doing this evening?" Seokmin looks up at you with those big, brown, boba-like eyes of his, and you soften, shaking your head. "Not that I know of, no."

He smiles as he sits up, crawling up to where you are before he crashes on top of you, body heavy but not suffocating as he presses kisses to your exposed hips. You giggle at the feeling of Seokmin's lips on your cold, bare skin, and he smiles at you, watching your eyes with happiness.

"So pretty and so amazing. I think I love you." Seokmin punctuates each of his phrases with a kiss on your stomach, and you giggle, sighing as he sits up to look at your flushed cheeks.

"I think I love you too." You tease, and Seokmin falls back with you again, lips just a few inches away from yours as he smiles. "Don't just think it, love. Show me."

Giggling, you whip one arm around his neck, the other going to his back as you press him towards you in a soft kiss. His lips mold to yours as they've done millions of times before, and you can feel his back muscles tense under your touch as he pins you to the mattress, smiling against your lips.

Dokyeom gasps as you slip your fingertips under his hoodie, feeling his thin shirt as he chuckles while you kiss him. "You win, you win." He relents, and you smirk proudly, finally rolling from under him as he falls into the plush sheets.

"Ah, I love you." Dokyeom muses, eyes on you as he lays on his side. His head is on his hands like a little baby, and you push his hoodie from his face, finger tracing from his ear to his jawline and down his neck. "And I love you."

After a few minutes of lying there (with Seokmin staring at you like you've hung the stars in the sky), Seokmin sits up, groaning as you watch him with worried eyes. "What is it, Seok?"

"My back hurts. I think I'm getting old." Seokmin's voice is tense as he stretches, and you can hear the cracks in his back, earning a surprise yelp from Seokmin as his face turns pink. "See? I didn't even know my back could do that now."

Giggling at his surprised face, you sit up, legs pressed together as you watch him strip himself of his hoodie, revealing a form-fitting sweater that fits his body snugly. "You're not that old, Seokmin. You haven't even had a child yet."

"I'm waiting on you, love," Seokmin says with a soft smile. Although his tone and expression are sweet, the connotation of the sentence brings a burning feeling to your stomach and a pink hue to your cheeks.

"Waiting on me?" You repeat, and Seokmin hums, tucking his hoodie away as he returns to the bed and lies across it, head snugly in your lap. You stroke his cheek with your hand, stomach now filled with butterflies from his last sentence.

"Did that sentence do something to you?" Seokmin questions, and you nod quietly, laughing to yourself as you reply. "Mhm, it did. You're surprisingly good at flustering me tonight."

"I think it's because I love you." Seokmin chuckles, and you can't help but burst out laughing, head falling into Seokmin's neck as he giggles at your breath on his skin.

"You use that excuse for everything, Min." You smile, and he smiles up at you, shrugging.

"Because I do love you," Seokmin says, his eyes darting to your lips. You smile at his gaze and press a kiss to his forehead as his eyes squint shut. "Shut up, you big baby."

"But I'm your big baby," Seokmin states matter-of-factly, and you laugh.

"Yes, yes you are."

[oceans-beloved]

Meme dump yayyy🥳✨️

(off to make more now muhahaha >:3)

[blushouyo]

nooo... don’t overblot, you’re so sexy aha

[worstloki]

ok but imagine Loki winding up not merely with Thanos but going through a whole line of slave trading so he has not 1 brand burnt on but like 9 different ones stamped all over

[zeldassecretwell]

listen. listen. hear me out.

trans zelda and trans link (of course), HOWEVER (long speculation and gender worldbuilding/headcanon follows):

link, afab and genderfluid. as a child, shrimply does not Care about gender. does not cross her mind (homeschooled and fucks around in the woods too much for it to be relevant to his life). But when they pull the sword, suddenly there's all this attention on them and guess what? The Hero Of Legend is a boy, and so Link must be a boy, always. He doesn't really mind at first, because it isn't like he cared anyways, but it eventually becomes stifling as he realizes that he, as The Hero, is expected to perform a certain kind of masculinity (and only ever perform that kind of masculinity).

zelda, amab and trans, she/her. grows up as aware of gender roles as a child can be (given that those roles are tied to the monarchical power structure that she's born into). Sees that her mother is 1) the one with the divine heritage and 2) I'm going to assume favorite parent since I dislike Rhoam intensely. Is like, yeah sure I'd like to be a girl, sounds neat! Rhoam et al. are like but your roles...no...be a boy... And then her mom dies when she's like 6 and everybody's like well shit The Princess Of Legend is a girl, and Zelda is an only child, so now we will choose to see you as a girl. And at first Zelda doesn't mind because she thought being a girl was neat anyways, but then it becomes stifling as she realizes that she, as The Princess, is expected to perform a certain kind of femininity (and only ever perform that kind of femininity).

I just think it's incredibly interesting how gender can play into the themes of destiny/expectations/personhood/choice/self discovery if you operate off of the assumption that the botw/totk universe has an (even slightly) different system of gender. because most societies do in one way or another. FOR EXAMPLE:

- link starts dressing more fluidly and expressing themself more after he wakes up post amnesia, moving away from rigid, stoic masculinity of pre-calamity

- zelda cuts her hair post botw. she cuts her hair. oh my fucking god! she cuts her goddamn hair! she is louder and more outspoken, and she leans into being a scientist. and she cut her hair!!! because she IS a girl, but not the one that her father wanted her to be.

- and on the topic of how this influences the rhoam-zelda dynamic: you could read an element of rhoam projecting onto zelda (and zelda very much perceiving this) "well, if only you had been 'BORN' a girl, maybe your powers would work sooner" or "well you wanted to be a girl, so why do you complain about the kind of girl that you must be for the good of the kingdom (read: the kind of girl I want you to be)"

- THUS. INTENSE ZELDA LINK BONDING (romantic or platonic doesn't matter) VIS A VIS BEING TRANS AND THE WAY EXPECTATIONS SHAPED THE WAY THEY WERE PERCIEVED AND THE WAY THEY PERCIEVE THEMSELVES. CAN I GET AN AMEN.

- also, last little note - because I'm assuming (as much as one can) that the kingdom of central Hyrule is to some degree imperialistic and subjugating other regions in the country pre-calamity - other societies in hyrule could have gender systems that differ from that of Central Hyrule (and this is sort of present in canon but. you know. in the way that canon is the way it is. well.). ERGO. none of the Champions have to be in line with the central hyrulean concept of a cisgender person. I rest my case.

[petrichorium]

pluvi!! i know that capitano is (lowkey, not really) a patient man when it comes to you. but how does he persuade you while courting you? 👀

Oh,,,,,, truly he has Run Out of patience at that point I fear,,,,,,, but he’s very good at going through the motions 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ comes off as a real gentleman, if a bit eager to Get Married.

I kinda shut down for a few months after my second husband’s death—it’s just so sudden and so soon after the wedding it shocks me greatly—and he doesn’t wanna scare me off so he waits twiddling his thumbs until I finally attend a dance, and he pounces then without a Teaspoon of shame LOL makes his interest very apparent by asking me for a dance and blatantly keeping by me the whole night………

The gifts start appearing at my door after that, mostly flowers and little impersonal things like perfume or sweets. As it continues he makes them more directed towards me, lots of writing supplies and books, and often he’ll have annotated the books. He refrains from sending letters which is a bit odd but he doesn’t trust himself enough to initiate that kinda communication 🫣

He also starts popping up Everywhere. Hes not big on participating in court culture but for the months he’s courting me he shows up at p much every event I do, and I kinda gaslight myself into thinking it’s just coincidence LMFAOOOOO he’s always a bit rigid himself except when it’s a hunt, where he is quite Visibly more in his own element. I find it kinda adorable.

But he’s actually very charming I feel!!! Again he plays the gentleman part very well, he’s already quite observant and pretty attuned to what makes me comfortable so within a few meetings I’m very at ease around him. He is Very careful not to seem too eager or like he knows too much even tho he like. Has known everything about me for years oops but it works out well. Hes actually a bit touchy too—hands lingering even when we’ve stopped dancing and on more than one occasion feeding me things. If the dragon arms instead of gloves concept is real this is Even More insane bc I think he’s only touching me w gloves on and later learn oh he was just. rawdogging that shit the whole time right out in public Jesus Fucking Christ

(If we assume he’s from Natlan, I think he actually just doesn’t rlly vibe w court culture that much, it’s all very stifling and prevents one from expressing themselves well. In my head we have a little discussion where he “jokingly” implies he has to resist the urge to just take me and stop bothering w any pretense, which I much later on realize Was Not At All A Joke)

And he def makes visits to my house 🥺 those r his favorite parts icl. Hates having to put on a show in public but loves being able to just sit across from me and get me talking……… at this point he’s giving me those books in person and tbh I think sometimes he insists I read them there as he sits and stares at me silently 😵‍💫 freak behavior truly.

My family does approve of him but we all also know it wouldn’t matter if they didn’t…….. he’s the first harbinger there’s not much to be done if he wants to marry someone. We r all just happy he’s going through the proper motions and seems to be focusing on earning me the right way (not that his reputation would imply otherwise but it’s just smthn that Lingers in all our minds). I think he’s probably proposing within a month or two, and then the wedding ends up Additionally expedited, so it’s all quite fast pfft. And then it’s….. the two or three years of us being married but still kinda avoiding each other rip LMFAOOOOOOO anyway ty for asking!!!

[kameyyy]

chat since when do I have 3k words on my inumaki wip (first chapter too????) I thought I had like 1,5 or 2k max wtf

[prudentfolly]

Day 24: Party

One of the perks of Prudence's current position is that she can attend balls thrown by her Lady. It is a game for her, seeing how well she blends in with the crowd, eaves dropping, building a persona for the evening.

[linkvcr]

i saw “insane about video game environments” and immediately thought “oh she’s on her skyward sword ambience phase again” (affectionate and excited) and checked the tags to see if i was right

HEHEHE yeah [twirls hair] what can I say. Got rlly into analysing the environment of skysword and then did the same to twilight princess. There's just so much detail in these games!!!!! CRAZY!!!! I love it so much. Skysword environments just have so much charm when you rlly look at it and also in general. I'm so in love w this game

[inkykeiji]

Is it okay for me to take the 🌱 (sprout) emoji ? bc I will definitely be hanging around to ride this Sunday ship to the ends of the earth

Also also alsoooo since im already unhinged. Can you imagine the discussion when robin flies back home?? How she left two siblings and is now meeting this established MARRIED couple. I low key see Sunday in all his fanfare almost shading the siblings from each other. Like always supervising conversations and never leaving them quite alone. Bc listen he put in all this work to make you the most dutiful, satisfied and content wifey. And he loves robin yes, but she went off and made her life and he won’t let what he built at home crumble. So he sits there, smiling and comforting when robin tries to ask if youre happy and comfortable. And I imagine her getting frustrated when Sunday delves in to explain on your behalf that yes you are quite happy. And robin is just getting so frustrated and youre just smiling up at Sunday oblivious with nothing but admiration and I just. Phew. I have sooooooooo many thoughts about this man. Pls how he’s with you in bed??? Boy just the experience to tell 

absolutely bb of course you can!!! welcome to the anon club wooo 🥳🥳 hehe <3 i am v excited to have u here with me to scream over sunday!!! any sunday pieces i write will be posted over on @inkyajax! c:

tw: incest / pseudo-cest

oh robin is 100% like what the fuck sunday??? but in her polite, cordial robin terms :) it’s the absolute last thing she expects to arrive home to, and it sends her for a fucking loop initially, sputtering on her response the moment she hears her precious baby sister call their elder brother husband, quickly and efficiently choking out her surprise to be demure and discreet, just like her brother taught her. but then she takes a moment to truly reflect on it, meditating on the situation as she stares up at the glowing plaster stars still smattered across her childhood ceiling—didn’t sunday promise he’d finally have those removed?—and she can’t believe she didn’t see it coming sooner. 

she can’t believe it blindsided her. i mean, really, what more could she expect with sunday? he’s always been over-protective, over-possessive, and entirely overbearing with his need for complete control—thinly veiled ownership of his siblings. and, suddenly, robin feels immense guilt. she should’ve known better, should’ve tried harder to shield you from him, shouldn’t have turned a blind eye and gone off to selfishly chase her own dreams (and, oh, if she ever discloses these thoughts to sunday, you know he’ll agree with her, using her compassion and culpability as a weapon to hurt her more, to break her down and rearrange her views and opinions his way). 

as disgusted and disappointed as she is with her brother, robin still tries her best to keep the peace as best she can throughout these increasingly infuriating interactions, smiling and sweet even as she begins to spit certain words through clenched teeth, even as her body continues to coil with every instance of sunday cutting you off mid-sentence. 

it would be especially wise of sunday to mediate all communication between his two sisters, easily ensuring all interactions flow through him. he is, by all intents and purposes, a filter on you and your words. it’s hard for robin to trust what either of you say when you’re around each other. robin knows this, because sunday has done the same with her, several times throughout their life, overseeing her responses to reporters and fans alike. as such, you can bet your ass she’ll be attempting to devise some sort of plan to get you completely alone so she can interrogate you honestly and properly—now, whether she actually succeeds at that is another story entirely. 

what’s worse is the precedence sunday still rules over her with. sure, she can recognize this is wrong, and yes, she can feel as guilty and remorseful as she wants to, but can she resist sunday’s clever, covert manipulation? the same manipulation that she’s been eroded by, poisoned by, for her entire life? the same manipulation that has kept her unwittingly trapped beneath her brother’s thumb, tail feathers pinned under his nail? 

probably not. 

how effortless it would be for sunday to consistently and continuously chip away at robin’s resolve, at robin’s logic, to convince her that no, truly, this really is what’s best for their dear baby sister, sunday swears it. who better to take care of you, to nurture and love you, than your righteous older brother? who better to anticipate and fill your needs than your own flesh and blood, just as he always has, just as he always will? 

no one, that’s who. and robin knows this, deep down, too—sunday just has to ensure that she realizes it. 

please sprout don’t even get me started on sunday in bed i fucking black out at just the THOUGHT of that man fucking you ooohhh my god

[glfry]

Can we please talk about all the new animations in the ttyd remake ESPECIALLY the surprised ones here oh my god

[celestialorgies]

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[starryeyesmasc]

just hit a nasty set on the leg press—there’s no pretty girl here to make my legs shake so I have to do it myself 😔🤭

[kirnet]

Google how do I take a photo of myself without immediately wanting to throw up after seeing it

[constellraetion]

"Savor this meal, although it certainly won't be your last, let it whet your appetite for the next Bishop you fell."

Anyway what if the whole "consume the hearts of the heretics" thing was a bit more literal?