#also I am gonna figure out how to turn on replies HAHAHA

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IM GONNA CRY!!! I SAW HUMPBACK WHALES, A MINKY WHALE, SEALS, BALD EAGLES (SO MANY), SEA OTTER--

AND ORCAS!!!!!!! FINALLY AAAAA

[shadow-says-hello]

Not back yet but I said I was posting earlier fanfic and I just wrote this one at night recently bc I write good at night and out of boredom sooo my friend requested me to write this

Find the spot

Summary: Ryan Gosling and Y/N are co-stars on the set of Fall Guy. The movie just came out and you two are backstage waiting to go to a meet and greet

Mostly Ryan tickling the reader. SFW also slight spoilers for this movie sooo ⚠️

I tried getting his personality accurate

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Ryan Gosling was known for his huge sense of humor and skilled performances. And you really got to notice this while you developed a special bond for a new movie, Fall Guy.

The movie was about a stuntman who must find the missing star of his ex-girlfriend's blockbuster film. Filled with drama, action and comedy. You were lucky enough to play a close producer friend of Ryan Goslings character Colt.

You two had been sitting on the couch of the backstage lounge before going on. You had time to get ready before presenting yourselves to the fans.

Previously Ryan had been making jokes and getting you to laugh, because that���s just who he was. It was almost impossible to not laugh, especially when he went on SNL and laughed every single skit.

“You’re an A-list actor, were you even trying not to laugh?” You ask, Ryan shrugging.

“Because I couldn’t, besides I was doing the best I can. I was holding on for dear life.”

“I can see that.” You laugh.

Ryan chuckles. “You’re cute.”

“So are you.”

“Now that’s my kind of comeback.” Ryan smirks. In response, you smirk back and get an idea to ask him.

“Ryan, are you ticklish?” You ask.

His head cocks slightly to the side. His eyebrow raises in curiosity. “Me? Ticklish? Pffft. Never. I am invincible to such feeble attempts.”

“Really?” You ask.

He nods with certainty. “Truly.” You inch a little closer to him, getting hip-to-hip by his side. You begin to tickle his belly.

He laughs but maintains his composure. “Oooh so we’re reversing the roles, are we? You need to put some effort into it though.”

You roll your eyes and knead deeper into his stomach and sides. “Your abs are rock hard, no wonder why this is hard, you’re built like a freaking tank.” You grumble.

He laughs.

“You’re right. I am. And trust me, I use all this muscle to my advantage.”

“Can you lift your arms up?” You ask him. He does as you demand and lifts up his arms. You begin trying to tickle under his armpits, a real bad tickle spot on most people.

His face shows more enjoyment than he’d like to display. “Is that the best you got? I have to say I’m a little disappointed, Y/N. I figured you would bring some true effort if I offered myself up like this.”

You are stunned. How can someone not be so ticklish? “How..? You really feel nothing?”

“Nothing.” He replies smugly. “Stop playing around and get down to business, Y/N. If you’re gonna tickle me you got to do it right. Here, lemme show you.”

He tackles you down to the couch so you lay on your back, he pins your wrists down on either side of you easily, causing you to squirm a tiny bit.

He is now tickling your sides. You laugh loudly as he attacks your abdomen with a flurry of tickles.

“Hahaha I have you now! This means war, Y/N! You should have never attempted to tickle me without realizing how much it would backfire!” He chuckles.

“AH! BUHUT IT WAS AN EXPERIMENT-!” You laugh.

“An experiment?! Well, look at this, you've created a tickle monster!!“ He teases, feeling no shame or not even cringing the slightest as he speaks.

“YOU’RE EHEMBARRASSING!!!” You shriek, feeling your cheeks turn a little red as your loud laughter echoes throughout the room.

He shakes his head. “You set off the sequence, Y/N. I'm just following the programming.”

“AHH…STOHOP!!” You squeal.

He laughs. “You're the one who started this war. You only have yourself to blame.”

He suddenly moves his hands to up your belly and your ribs. You shriek with laughter at how much more intensely ticklish this area is.

“I can go on forever, you know. I trained myself for this moment.” He grins wickedly.

He then dug his hands straight into your sensitive armpits. “Admit defeat, you fiend!”

He chuckles, getting you to playfully submit to him. He enjoyed this as much as you did, you just wouldn’t admit it. Ever.

“NO WAY! S-SHUHUT UP!”

“This is what you get for messing with a tickling-time-bomb! And shutting up would indicate that I’m yielding this moment to you, which we both know will never happen.”

You were blushing more intensely than you ever had before, and he wouldn’t stop with the teases.

“You’re so red in the face. I can’t tell if it’s from how fun this is or the lack of air. Maybe both.” Ryan laughs.

You were squirming and thrashing beneath him, entering a deep cackle.

“DO YOU EVER SHUT UP!!!?” You snap, cackling and giggling a whole lot all while trying to push him away. Your voice was also becoming squeaky.

“Nope! Now I’m just curious as to where else you’re ticklish. Tell me, Y/N!” Ryan continues to be arrogant and smug.

“NEVER!” You hiss through laughter, impossible to be taken seriously during all of…this.

He only laughs at your conviction. “Oh, that’s what you think. You just hold on there, I’ll get to a spot that will break you eventually.“

His hands travel toward your hips while his other hand continues ravaging your stomach.

“YOHOU’RE NEHEVER GOHONNA FIND IT RYHYAN!!!!” You squeal incoherently, knowing it only motivates him to search more.

“Never say never, Y/N.” Ryan gives an amused smile.

You were practically screaming out begging while laughing. “SHUHUT UP!”

“I’ll shut up when you admit I win.” Ryan grabs the hem of your shirt an gently pulls it up to expose your belly, and blows a big raspberry on it. His stubble adds extra sensations to the already torturous tickling.

“AHHHAH- NOHOHONONO!!! I SURRENDER JUST PLEASE NOT THE RAHASPBERRIES!!!!”

“Yesss!!! There it is!” Ryan cheers, blowing a few more for the fun of it and because he loved your reactions. “Awww, look at you all broken…I think you secretly enjoyed this.” He stops blowing for a bit and looks up at you.

You took a few huffs before answering, catching your breath. “Absolutely not.”

“Oh sure sure. You love getting tickled. Admit it! You can’t wait for me to hold you down and tickle you again.” He laughs and lightly pats your back while you catch your breath.

“Never again.” You say, knowing it wasn’t true. You wanted him to.

“Now how ticklish would you say you are out of 10?” Ryan asks, catching you off guard.

“Me? I’m not answering that.” You roll your eyes again.

“What if I tickled you some more until you answered? Or is that no longer a threat since I got you to surrender already?” He grins at your defiance.

“Ohhh nonono! Ok! I’ll answer!” Your eyes widen. “An 8 or a 9?”

“An 8 or a 9?! Hot damn, I didn’t realized I was dealing with that much tickle power. But it did make it a lot more fun, that’s for sure.“ Ryan grins at you.

“What are you trying to get at?” You give him a playful-confused look.

He then tickles you again. Moving your arms out of the way with one hand and pinning them to your body while tickling your ribs with the other.

“YOU DIRTY-“ You giggle. “YOU DON’T PLAY FAIR…”

“Oh, you know you love it, miss 9/10.” Ryan chuckles. “I’m playing the game of “tickling-you-because-you-like-it-but-are-lying.” Fairness isn’t supposed to be in play here, honey.” He circles one finger on your tummy and laughs as you squirm.

“I’m not gonna shut up, darling. I am loving hearing your voice like this!”

He moves his fingers faster and faster, running them up and down your sides as you squirm beneath him. He’s enjoying this even more than you realize. But never as much as you do.

After going on the meet and greet, you were tickled a lot more…and soon eventually opened up about how you really love it.

The enddddd

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Why is my writing so good at night bro Ryan gosling is such a stud : P

[nottheweirdest]

Hey! Same anon as the other day who recommended sleeping at last and others. Im so glad you enjoyed some of my song recs, it made me happy to read your reply to each song! Saw you wanted more so I'm here to do just that xD

I forewarn i bring more angsty sad songs, its all i know with these guys lol. I'll start off with what i picture as least to most

Congratulations - Blue October (Song is all about unrequited/missed love and having to move on from ever having that relationship filled with regret, applies to either haha)

Ghost in the Night - The Satellite Station (makes me think of sonic or shadow being free and scared to lose that and take the leap to the other)

Turning Pages - Sleeping At Last

The Scientist - Coldplay (total love song i like to think of shadow overthinking and just how fast life/love can come at you and to hold onto what you have and cherish it. Ps watch music vid)

The Night We Met - Lord Huron (ive said it before and i must again lol, i just love the angst potential from shadow outliving sonic, or something happening that their relationship ends and just loving with the regret. This hits that spot xD)

Amen - Amber Run (pure angst. One remains witbout the other. This song always makes me feels for multiple reasons)

Hope you enjoy these again! I have so much fun listening through music to find ones to send your way lately :3

Ahhh I'm so excited to go through this list!!! Also, sorry about the slow response! Last week was my last crazy week at work (in theory) for the next 8 weeks so I am gonna be able to be around more! Honestly, I listen to a lot of angsty music lol especially a lot of angsty folk type music. I actually recognize most of these songs! hahaha we're share a musical braincell I think. I haven't listened to Congratulations in a while, probably 10 years or something. It's funny when you hear music you used to enjoy and sing along too without fully understanding the lyrics, or understanding what the song is about. This is a great Sonadow break up song, or just in general I guess!🥺

Ooof Ghost in the Night was a definitely add to my liked songs. That's good stuff, absolutely my cup of tea and very similar to things I listen to. New music yay!! I could see this for Shadow especially, dealing with his PTSD. 🥺 Poor buddy. He needs a hug.

Turning Page is a fantastic song, this is definitely one I've got on my list already. High five for mutually enjoyed music! The Scientist is another one I am very familiar with. This was one of my angsty go to songs as a teen. It's such a haunting song and one of my favorite Coldplay songs ever. 💖 You're right on the music video too. All the feels....

Lord Huron is amazing, and so is this song. Definitely got all the angst factor. 💔 I went to a wedding once where the bride and groom danced to Ends of the Earth and I think it's a good Sonadow match too 💗

I listen to Amber Run a lot too (I told you you totally have my vibe figured out lol) and yeah... this song for our poor Immortal Shadow. 😭 I loved this recs so much! Never hesitate to send more over if you run across any. I love this stuff 😁

[serenity-songbird]

A oneshot where the reader is friends with team stan and Kyle has a crush on her but Craig had taken a liking to her too so he starts small conversations with her and even invites her to the library for lunch dates?

(Oh, a jealous Kyle. Hell yeah!!! It may be long since I always go overboard with Kyle. Kyle Simpson unite!!! 🥳🥳🥳)

You and Kyle had started off as friends. So, as most stories go, it was no surprise to anyone when he fell for you. He fell for you hard. As most cliches, he was also afraid to admit his feelings for you. It was the same excuse: he didn't want to ruin his relationship with you. Cartman, of course, used this as an excuse to bully him relentlessly. Stan urged Kyle to tell you of his feelings. Kyle replied with a, "You have no right to talk when you can't admit your feelings to Wendy half of the time." Stan opens his mouth then closed it. "Touche." It didn't stop him from trying to force Kyle to say what was in his heart.

Then you started hanging out with Criag more. It was after the group had broken into the Freedom Pals and Coon and Friends. Tweek and Craig had also broken up. At first, he wasn't phased since he thought Craig was gay. Then it turned out he was a bisexual... that was proven once he saw you two holding hands in the hallway. You were pulling his hand and pointing in the direction you were going as Craig smiled softly. I repeat. He smiled. It may have been a small one, but it was there. He noticed that you both had been doing that a lot as of late. Then he would see you going out together. Whether it was to the movies, to a restaurant, or simply just walks in the park. You were always engrossed in your conversations. You had even had to cancel outings planned with Kyle. Or other times when he'd visit you on a whim, you would be busy with Craig. It wasn't a secret Kyle was in love with you. Everyone of the boys and even the girls knew it. They thought you had loved him to. So that's why it was so unexpected. Kyle snapped his pen in anger. And he wasn't the only one. As he watched them with a glare Tweek would stare with the same look. Due to Tweek's betrayal, Cartman could've cares less about his and Craig's relationship since they were now enemies. He didn't want them to hinder Coon and Friend's group. However, Cartman at least cared about Kyle enough to send Cupid Cartman to help out. This is where we are now. This same Cherub had just flown throw your window and down to your sprawled out figure on the bed. "Tee hee hee. This will make you finally realize your feelings for Kyle. You two are soulmates after all." He shot you with his arrow and patted your head. He then headed to Kyle's house. "Tee hee hee. Now let's get you the courage to finally tell her your feelings." He shot him as well. "There. Now I'm gonna pee in your mouth a little." Yeah. I don't need to explain him going that... You were one of the few people who never shit on Cartman so he didn't want to do you like that. Kyle however...well. You know. He then landed next to the still awake Cartman. "Did you do it Cupid Me? You think this will work?" "Tee hee hee. Of course. By tomorrow, they'll be head over heels in love. I also pet (Y/N)'s head and peed in Kyle's mouth." "Hahaha!!! Sweet." Cartman laughed and wiped a tear from his eye. "Yeah. I knew you'd like that...Sooo, love is in the air. How about some of that love spreading to us?" Cupid Cartman settled dangourousy close to Cartman's face. "No Cupid me. I've told you before that I am not gay. I may have agreed to go on a date with you last time with Tweek and Craig. But it will not end up like how it did last time." Cartman's response was straight to the point. "Awww. Come on. Didn't we have fun last time? You can't tell me you didn't like it..." Cupid Cartman's tone was suggestive. Cartman's eye twitched and he curtly turned away from the cherub and cover himself with the blanket. "No. I. Did. Not. Now I'm going to bed goodnight." Cupid Cartman simply sighed in defeat and left. Still, his determination was strong. But that Is a story for a different time. This story is about you and Kyle. The next day, everything seemed the same. You and Kyle hadn't hung out again today as you were preoccupied with Craig. Douchbag and the Coon and Friends in their civilian form were

plotting ways to make their hero team more popular. Kyle would clench his teeth now and again as he watched you laugh with Craig at the table for from them. The seat you usually sat next to Kyle empty. Cartman had grown antsy. Suddenly, Douchbag got up texting that he had to take care of a quest and he walked up to you and Craig. The boys looked with their eyes raised and your conversation was cut short as Douchbag handed Craig a note. Criag's face immediately turned sour as he read the note and promptly put in down in refusal. You picked up the note, read it, and enthusiastically nodded your head. It took some convincing, but Craig's face softened and he seemed to agree. Douchbag nodded, smiled at you, and left. You suddenly were upbeat. "What was that about?" Stan asked. "I don't know. Probably another stupid request that Douchbag accepted. Seriously, he needs to stop running around town accepting quests and focus on our fucking franchise." Cartman grumbled. Kyle didn't say anything and just watched you interact with his ally. Oh if looks could kill. It was afterschool. The teenagers decided to take a day off from superhero work today and Coon and Friends hung out together at Cartman's house. Douchbag and Craig were out doing, Gog know what and you were nowhere to be found. Much to Kyle's dismay. "Hey, K-Kyle. W-what do you want to w-watch?" Jimmy was nice enough to ask Kyle his opinion. "Nothing. I don't care." He just waved poor Jimmy off. "Come on Kyle, I know you're pissy about Craig dating (Y/N), but that's no excuse to take it out on us." Clyde replied. "Yeah, Kyle. Lighten up." Scott chipped in. "Nanana. I'm Scott Malcolm and I have diabetes." Kyle mimicked him. The others laughed and Scott made an angry face. "Seriously Kahl, why don't you just tell her how you feel? We're sick and fucking tired of your bitchy attitude. Man the fuck up and grow some balls." "Shut the fuck up, Cartman!!! You wouldn't understand. "Fine. You want to do this the hard way. We'll do it the hard way. We'll do it the hard way..." Cartman got up straight up smacked Kyle across the face. ... "CARTMAN!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!" Kyle just about lunged at Cartman and Clyde, Scott, and Jimmy had to hold him back. "IF YOU DON'T WANT TO TELL (Y/N) YOU LOVE THEM, THEN FINE!!! WATCH THEM KYLE!!! WATCH AS YOU SLOWLY LOSE THEM MORE AND MORE UNTIL THEY GET MARRIED AND HAVE KIDS WITHOUT YOU!!! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT!!! TO NOT EVER EVEN GET A CHANCE TO BE WITH THEM?!?!?!" Kyle stopped and blinked. He didn't want that. That would be awful. He should be the one to marry you. He wanted to have kids with you. "...N-no..." "Then what are you waiting for already?!?!?! Go win the heart of the person you love!!!" Kyle looked at Cartman is disbelief before his expression turned to determination. He hated to admit it, but Cartman was right. He needed to win tour heart. Fuck Craig. So he raced out the door to look for you. He asked around and someone said you were at Tweek's Coffee with Craig. Kyle thought it was weird that Craig went to Tweek's cafe. He was sure they were still fighting. But that didn't matter. What did matter was winning your heart. Kyle barged into Tweek's coffee shop and spotted you and Craig seated at the table with Tweek writing down your orders. You were literally glowing with happiness for some reason and his blood boiled. Douchbag was also with you guys for some reason but he didn't pay kind to it. He stomped over to your group and slammed his hands on the table loudly. You jumped in fright, Tweek screamed as he dropped the paper and pen, Douchbag stared with a blank face, and Craig's face was annoyed. The while cafe had now gone quiet and watched the group in question. "I have something important to say and you're gonna listen! It's been long overdue and I am finally going to say it!" His face was already bright red. In anger or embarrassment, was hard to be sure. "(Y/N), I'm in love with you!!!" Your eyes grew

wide and Douchbag gave a knowing look. Craig still didn't care and Tweek was still anxious. "I've always been in love with you! You're beautiful, funny, and the only person who's always had my back no matter what. Even when we disagreed on opinions! AND I THINK YOU SHOULD BREAK UP WITH CRAIG BECAUSE HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU LIKE I DO AND I'LL TREAT YOU SO MUCH BETTER!!!" By the end of his confession his was huffing and puffing and his voice increased in volume and speed. He was clenching his fists and face with practically redder than his hair. Craig stared at him with a blank look and Tweek's turned from shocked to embarrassment. Because that's almost exactly how he reacted... "I'm not in love with (Y/N) at all, dumbass." Now douchebag was smirking and you were hiding a trembling smile being you small fist. "...What?" Kyle paused and stared at Craig before speaking in confusion. "Pfft" you spit out before laughing out loud, "hahaha!!!" Now Kyle was mad at you for laughing. "Why are you laughing?! I literally just poured out my feelings out for you!" You put a finger up and had been reduced to giggles. "I-I'm sorry. I-It's just-" you took a breath between your giggles. "Craig and I aren't dating. We never were." You wiped a tear. "What on Earth gave you that idea?" Now he was really embarrassed and finally noticed everyone's eyes on him. "Y-you're not? B-but I thought- you were always together and holding hands!" "Weeell...I thought the same thing too, buuut...when douchbag suggested to couple's councling it was revealed that (Y/N) was working with Craig to try and get us to work it out..." He scratched his red cheek in the same embarrassment. "If you had such strong feelings for me, why didn't you tell me?" You gave him a soft, patient smile behind your fist. Your own cheeks dusted a soft pink. "U-uh- w-well I just didn't, uh, want to, uh, r-ruin our friendship and-" The poor boy couldn't stop stuttering and could barely get his sentence together. So, you simply stood up and quieted his stutters with a sweet peck on his lips. Pulling away just enough to ghost your lips over his, you whispered his happiness. "I'm in love with you too, silly." Kyle blinked and stood frozen. You giggled knowingly and grabbed his hand. "Welp, my new boyfriend and I are going on our first date now." "B-boyfried? D-date?" You excitedly dragged Kyle to the door as he finally comprehended and smiled goofily. "See you guys later!!!" And out you went. For once, Kyle was glad Cartman was finally right. Outside, Stan, Kenny, and Cartman (in a temporary truce) watched behind the sidelines as you and Kyle held hands and he shyly pulled you into a deeper kiss. "Mmmph! Hmmph! (It's about time! That's my boy!)" Kenny nodded in approval. Cartman gave Cupid Cartman a high five. "Good work today, Cupid Me." "Tee hee. It's all in a day's work." "Dude who the fuck are you talking to?" Stan asked as him and Kenny looked at him like he was crazy. "No one!!! Shut the fuck up!"

~Fin~

[azucanela]

bakugou/todoroki reacting to their s.o. who usually wears long sleeves and pants wearing a casual dress? please feel free to include anyone else! also if it's ok can you add a bit of spice or smth 👉👈

REACTING TO S/O WEARING A DRESS HEADCANNONS + SCENARIOS

[ft. bakugou katsuki, shinsou hitoshi, todoroki shoto]

SUMMARY: for the first time, the boys witness you in a dress and... it ends pretty well for you. 

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

WARNINGS: make out session, kissing, insecurities, SPICE, implications 

A/N: THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS IT MAKES ME HAPPY TO WRITE IT <3 also this is as unholy as it gets [for now] a lil spicy hehe, just a tad 

BAKUGO KATSUKI

OKAY SO

he’s taken you on dates, and normally you wear jeans and a t-shirt, and he’s fine with it, he doesn’t care, your clothes your business, you wear what you want and look good no matter what it is. sweats? hot. sweatshirt? hot.

dress? probably hot, he hasn’t seen you in one yet.

UNTIL NOWWWW

it’s getting warmer, and pants are for losers, so naturally, you wear a pretty lil sundress for your upcoming date with bakugo

he comes to get you in your dorm room, and you text him that the doors unlocked and he’s like AIGHT BET

not the type to knock before entering, but you have thankfully already been dressed and as he enters he realizes that his hypothesis was in fact correct

you are very hot in a dress

very pretty

beautiful

he’s confused though, like since when is this a thing, why are you being so casual about it? did he forget something important? when was your anniversary? 

“what the hell?”

you’re like ??? because nothing has changed

so he’s like “you’re.. in a dress.”

“OH,,, haha... yeah.”

now he’s made you insecure, you suck katsuki

once he passes the confusion he is checking you out, your thighs are exposed, and so are your arms, so he’s a lil distracted and doesn’t realize he’s distressed you

when he finally comes to he goes to compliment you, “you look-”

“bad? i should change-”

“NO.” he shouts, and it is a little too quickly and aggressive, so his cheeks flush at this outburst, “you look pretty.”

then he realizes he was too nice, “idiot.

you smile at him, and move to the door, only for him to kick it closed

you’re like ???

he’s like

!!

Katsuki tries to avoid the looks he gets from the rest of his classmates as he makes his way to Y/N’s dorm room, hands shoved into his pockets as he walks. They had a movie to get to, and Katsuki wanted to make sure they had time to get snacks before the movie started, so he intended to begin rushing her. Removing one of his hands from his pocket, he turns Y/N’s door knob, shoving the door open.

He pushes it slightly behind him, but not enough that it closes since he doesn’t intend to be here long, Katsuki looks up and turns to her, “oh hey Katsuki.”

She’s putting some things in her purse, which is on her bed, so she’s slightly bent over as she shoves some cash inside it. Meanwhile, Katsuki can’t help the astonishment that washes over his features as eyes her. “What the hell?” He can’t help but exclaim at the sight before him. This was the most skin he’d seen since... since ever.

Not that he was complaining. 

Y/N’s brows furrowed at his comment, standing up and bringing her purse onto her shoulder she looked at him and tilted her head in confusion. “Excuse me?”

Katsuki opened and closed his mouth once or twice, trying to find words as he let out a noise of frustration, gesturing to her, “you’re wearing a dress!” Exasperation clear in his tone, confused as to how she hadn’t seen this as an abnormality. Had he forgotten something? An anniversary perhaps?

Y/N, on the other hand, felt her cheeks warm at this. It hadn’t really crossed her mind that she didn’t wear dresses often, much less clothing that revealed her skin, which was littered with scars from the training and all the incidents there had been in the school year thus far. She couldn’t help the thought that rushed through her minds as she responded rather lamely, “yeah. I am.”

Katuski collected himself, “well, you look-”

“Bad? I should change-” Y/N began, preparing to go to her closet to find another outfit.

Only for Katsuki to call out, “NO!” His cheeks flushing red as he realized how ridiculous his outburst must look, Katsuki looked away. “You look nice... idiot.” 

Y/N beamed at him, moving towards him and the partially open door that he stood by, she grasped his hand, “let’s go then!” 

As she brought her hand to the knob, she was yanked back by Katsuki, who released her hand when she was close enough pulled her to his chest, pressing his lips to hers. Y/N’s free hand came up to hold his jaw, while his hands dug into her hips as he kicked the door behind him closed before shoving Y/N onto it. 

Gasping at the sudden movement, her other hand came to his hair and tugged harshly on it. In response, Katsuki released her lips and brought his mouth to her neck, one of his hands coming to the bare skin of her thigh and pulling it up to hold against himself. Pressing open mouthed kisses onto her neck, Y/N let her head fall back onto the door, giving him better access.

Exhaling deeply, Y/N spoke, “Katsuki we’re gonna be late.” As much as she wanted to disregard the movie, they’d already paid for their tickets, and she wasn’t in the mood to waste money.

In response, he bit down on her neck, causing her grip on his hair to tighten before he looked back up at her, swollen lips baring a cocky grin, “I don’t mind being late, babe.”

SHINSOU HITOSHI

he’s so cute ugh

anyways, i feel like his range in terms of style is trash bag or finest man in the room so he doesn’t care how you dress and if you switch it up on occasion

this does not make him immune to the S H O C K

anyways

you’re going out with friends, but he doesn’t know this so he comes over

you open the door for him like ? but then a light bulb goes off in your head like yes! your bf! he can help! surely!

so you let him in and now he is in shock

like wow you are always hot but WOW

dresses 4 life in shinsou’s book

AND THEN YOU TURN AROUND AND HE CAN SEE SO MUCH SKIN BECAUSE YOU NEED HELP WITH THE ZIPPER AND-

rip shinsou 2020

he’s dead

look what you did

who gonna help you with that zipper now huh

very respectful gentleman though

he looks RESPECTFULLY and TOUCHES respectfully

and he really wants to touch 

“HOW CAN HE BE SO HOTTT AND RESPECTFUL” tik tok audio

helps you with your zipper tho

because he is a good boy

but you lowkey noticed his change in attitude and well...

hahaha....

Shinsou was bored, so naturally, he was going to visit his lovely girlfriend at her dorm. It was odd, not receiving the cruel glares from his fellow students for his so called ‘villainous’ quirk. Then again, his girlfriend was the most powerful student in her dorm, and the people there either already liked him, or were forced to get over themselves when the two had started dating.

Nobody wanted to face the wrath of Y/N L/N.

He made his way to your door, smiling briefly at those he passed, a small wave to one student he knew particularly well. Shinsou knocked at the door, and the sound of shuffling came from inside, before the door peeked open slightly to reveal Y/N’s head, a smile making its way onto her face as she saw Shinsou.

“Oh, Shinsou! Perfect, come in and help me.” Cute.

His brows furrowed in confusion as he looked at her, and a small laugh left him, “alright.” Y/N. was sure to hide her body behind the door as she let him in, only increasing his confusion as he entered and she closed the door behind her. “Babe, what are you doing?” 

When she closed the door, he finally got a full view of her body and realized she was wearing a dress. Shinsou couldn’t help the moment of shock he had as he looked her up in down. “You look beautiful.” He commented, coughing as he averted his eyes. He was looking, respectfully until his eyes trailed a little too low and-

“Would you mind zipping me up?” Y/N asked, turning around, exposing her naked back to him, save for the clasp of her bra. 

Oh god you were trying to kill him.

Inhaling sharply, he nodded, “yeah, yeah, sure.” He replied. Moving closer, he brought his hands to her hips, allowing them to linger momentarily. He tilted his head as he noticed a scar running up her back, and couldn’t help but trace it upwards. Y/N felt her cheeks warm at this action, a shiver running up her spine being all it took for Shinsou to break contact entirely, “sorry.” He mumbled, embarrassed, his hand coming to the zipper and pulling it upwards.

She simply shook her head, turning around to face him, his cheeks burning red. “It’s fine.” Y/N brought her hand under his jaw and pulled him into a kiss, her other hand going to his arm.

Shinsou hummed into the kiss, allowing his hands to trail up his back once more, he finds himself regretting that he helped her zip of the dress as he presses her closer to him. 

Y/N pulls away momentarily, much to Shinsou’s dismay, before pressing another peck to his lips and shoving him backwards. The backs of his knees hitting her bed frame, causing him to fall into a seat on the bed. Shinsou raises a brow, watching her figure come between his now spread legs and tilt his head up to bring him into another kiss. 

His eyes flutter close as he finds his hands gripping her thighs, pulling onto himself before the other followed, allowing Y/N to straddle him, “what’cha doing, kitten?” He mumbled against her lips. She released his lips only to bring her own to his neck, as his hands hands went under her dress and up her thighs until-

“I have to go meet my friends.” She mumbled into his neck, exhaling deeply.

Shinsou groaned in annoyance, falling backwards onto her bed, “tease.” He grumbled under his breath, looking to her as she slipped off of him and amended her appearance, he couldn’t help but smile. “Have fun.”

TODOROKI SHOUTO

SO CUTE I LOVE HIM MARRY ME

ahem anyways.

shoto always looks nice, its in his nature and how he was raised, so he could be the wearing the best fit in the room and you could be wearing sweats but he really does not care

he doesn’t really notice what you wear tbh, you’re pretty to him no matter what so

bb boy is just sitting at the bench, you two had agreed to meet up at the mall, and he intended to SPOIL you, per usual, not that you knew this

you did not approve of his spending habits

you are his spending habits

he’s on his phone, preparing to text you, and he sees a figure appear in front of him, white dress with flowers on it is all thats in his vision

he’s about to be like stranger danger what do you need until he looks up and sees

GASP its you!

and you look MIGHTY FINE 

you always look mighty fine, no matter what you wear, but the fact that this was something new made it even better. shoto didn’t particularly care what you wore but WOW

he kinda just cannot speak, like his mouth gapes open, you have left him speechless, good job

he’s definitely eyeing you, and he isn’t very subtle but you look so GOOD like what the hell who allowed this

insert anime nosebleed from todoroki

you are going off on a tangent about bees or smth idk and he’s like not paying attention your words but he certainly is paying attention to how nice the upper half of your body is looking rn

iykyk

he does not understand the feeling he is having but he does understand he really really really wants to kiss you

several times

and he wants to touch

you are there like “shoto???”

and hes like yes, anything for you my sweet love, what do you need

“yes love?”

ugh shoto and petnames just

a simp

anyways you guys go to the mall and he’s holding you closer than normal, and even if todo is an oblivious bb, if he happens to come across someone look at you the way only he can look at you?

its over lol burn down the mall

what was SUPPOSED a lil intimate lunchtime behind the mall in a more empty area turns into spicy todo

Sighing as he shifted on the bench, phone in hand as he prepared to text his fashionably late girlfriend, Shoto realized someone was approaching him, a white dress spotted with pink flowers filled his vision and his brows furrowed. Shoto opened his mouth to speak to the stranger, looking up only to realize it was no stranger.

It was his fashionably late girlfriend. 

Shoto couldn’t help but straighten his back at the sight of her, mouth gaping open as he eyed her appearance. This was... abnormal. He rarely took note of her outfits, however he’d never seen so much bare skin, that much he knew. 

Y/N simply pressed a kiss to his cheek, as though nothing was amiss, she began to speak of the difficulty she experienced on the way to the mall. Shoto failed to pay attention though, his eyes lingering on her upper body as he nodded along in the midst of his shock.

“Anyways, would you mind if we ate first?” The breeze blew her hair slightly, and Y/N basked in the sun, “maybe we could eat outside.” She suggested.

Snapping out of his trance, Shoto nodded rapidly, “of course, love.” 

Y/N beamed at him, extending a hand for him, which he accepted, pressing a kiss to it before sitting up. 

This was also... abnormal. Shoto never deprived her of affection, but in public it was rare for him to kiss her and he just- Y/N tried to shake herself of these thoughts, but couldn’t help the warmth that she felt spread across her cheeks as they began to head inside the mall. When they made it to the food court Y/N selected a soba place, bringing a smile onto Shoto’s face, though when she tried to pay, Shoto had already been tipping the person at the cashier $100. 

As Y/N had previously suggested, the two made their way outside, and as Shoto suggested, they found a more desolate space to enjoy their food. They had ended up behind the mall in a small, unbothered, field. He’d stopped by a store to purchase and blanket, and Y/N couldn’t help but get excited at the concept of a makeshift picnic. The pair sat down on the blanket, placing the bag of food down. 

Shoto couldn’t help the smile that found its way onto his face as he looked at her, “you look beautiful.” He complimented, crossing his legs.

Y/N beamed up at him, “thank you, Shoto.” She leaned forwards, on her hands and knees as she pressed a kiss onto his lips. Shoto pulls away momentarily,  only for his hands to find their way onto her face, deepening the kiss.

Pulling away, Y/N raises a brow, “you’re awfully affectionate today.” She points out, moving to sit down closer to him as she brings a hand to play with his hair.

“Well, I want to touch you.” Comes his response, and in that moment Y/N contemplates cursing Shoto out for his bluntness, though she’s distracted when one of his hands comes to her thigh, “may I?”

Oh god.

Y/N nods, enjoying this side of Shoto as he brings his other hand under her other thigh, pulling her into his lap before pressing another kiss to her lips. Shoto sighs contentedly at this, and Y/N’s hand remains in his hair, tugging gently at the bicolored locks. Meanwhile, his hands wander her body in wonder as he breaks the kiss to place his lips on her neck. Y/N can’t help but lean her neck further back. 

“Happy?” She mumbled as he pressed a kiss to her collarbone.

Shoto looks up at her to respond, “very.”

A/N: this is my favorite thing it was literally so fun to write omg

[no-mercy-bby]

I cant believe nobody's asked this but how about danny and johnny (1980) crushing on the same girl.

I've never written for Danielle so please don't judge too harshly :)

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You were the new girl at West Valley High school. Yes, your family upped everything at the beginning of the school year to move you out here, let's just say you were less than thrilled to be out here.

"Alright honey, I called the school and everything should be arranged for your classes, you just need to go to the front office for your schedule." Your mom tells you as you sling your backpack over one shoulder.

"Thanks mom, see you later." You nod at her before stepping out of the car, shutting the door behind you. Great, another shitty school with what you could already tell, a lot of annoying people.

As you start down the sidewalk to what you assumed was the main entrance, you mentally jot a list of all the groups you could pick out.

Freshman who still hadn't hit puberty and were just awkwardly hanging around

Sophomores who looked like they would rather be anywhere else

Juniors who probably hadn't slept in weeks and was only running on caffeine

And seniors that were ready to get the hell out of this place (You)

Band kids

Gossip girls

Cheerleaders

Jocks?...

Wait. Were there no jocks? You glance around for a second. Nope, no noticeable letterman jackets or balls being tossed around. Huh... Interesting.

You shrug and just keep walking, making your way inside and going to the front office.

You tell the lady behind the desk your name when prompted and she passes over your schedule, locker number, and combination number. You thank her before going to leave, stopping after bumping into someone's chest.

"Sorry..." You mumble moving to step around him, adjusting the strap of your backpack nervously.

"Don't worry about it," He assures with a smirk you could hear in his voice," I'd let you run into me any time."

This makes you look up at him, laughing softly at how cheesy what he just said was. And wow were you glad you looked up at him. He had extremely blonde hair, it almost looked white, and captivating blue eyes. He also had a dark ring of what you guessed was a bruise around his eye, but nonetheless, he still looked handsome.

"That was the worst thing I ever heard," You smile at him," I'm Y/N L/N."

"Johnny Lawrence, you must be new around here if that's the worst thing you've heard." Johnny tells you with a smile.

"Yeah, actually I am."

"I could show you around school if you wanted," Johnny offers, nodding at the lady behind the desk.

"I'd like that, Lawrence."

Johnny grins and grabs your hand, leading you out of the office and back into the hall.

"So these classrooms are the scien-"

"Johnny, who is this pretty little thing?" Another blonde asks coming over to you with a smirk.

"Dutch, this is Y/N, she's new." Johnny replies with a a smile, glancing at you.

"I'm not a fucking thing, Dutch." You glare at him, only making him smirk more.

"You're right, you're nothing." Dutch laughs and Johnny shoves at his shoulder.

"C'mon man leave her alone." Johnny shakes his head in annoyance, pulling you away with him. "That's just how Dutch is, don't worry about it."

"He's just a fucking asshole for no reason, oh that tracks." You snort as Johnny squeezes you hand, leading you near the end of the hall.

"One of these lockers is probably yours, if you wanna put your backpack up." Johnny explains, glancing back down the hallway.

"Oh right," You glance back at your papers before finding your locker, shoving your backpack inside, taking out your Trapper Keeper.

Shutting your locker, you turn around to see Johnny watching you with a smile.

"What is it?" You ask somewhat nervously, looking down at your papers.

"Ah nothing. What's your first class?" Johnny asks, still smiling as he leans over your shoulder to look at your schedule.

"I think math." You answer him, turning to look at Johnny, getting flustered when you realize how close he was. Johnny meets your eyes and smirks, making you glance away.

"We better get going, babe." Johnny says casually, smirking as he throws his arm over your shoulders, leading you to your math class.

"Babe?"

"Yes, babe?" Johnny cheekily asks back making you shake your head with a smile, feeling your face heat up again.

"After this class is over, wait for me and I'll take you to your next class alright?" Johnny explains with a grin as you arrive to your class.

"Alright," You assure him," See you in a bit."

The bell rings and Johnny takes off down the hall as you walk into class. Noticing most the seats were taken up an empty one in the back catches your eye and you head for that one.

Settling into the hard chair, you glance around, noticing the dark haired boy who was sitting beside you.

"This is a bunch of bullshit," You mumble in annoyance as class starts, earning a chuckle from the guy beside you.

"You're telling me, we've be at this since last week and the old woman still can teach it to us." He complains, making you laugh quietly.

"You new here?" He questions, setting down his pencil and turning to look at you.

"Heh, yeah." You nod, taking in his pretty baby browns and the bruises also littering his handsome features.

"I'm Daniel LaRusso but you can call me Danny, if you'd like," Daniel tells you, holding out his hand for you to shake, which you do.

"Y/N L/N," You tell him with a smile, having a good feeling about him.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N." Daniel smiles brightly at you.

As class continued on, you and Danny both kept cracking jokes and making fun of how ridiculous this math was. Like you'd ever do some of this in your daily life.

When the bell rings, you leave the class with Daniel, still talking and laughing with him. You jump a little as you feel an arm wrap tight around your waist, relaxing when you look and see it was Johnny.

"Oh! Hey Johnny," You smile at him, leaning more into him as his arm pulls you closer.

"Hey babe, what are you doing talking to this son of a bitch?" Johnny growls, glaring harshly at Daniel.

"Hey wh-" You start before being cut off by Daniel.

"Watch your mouth, asshole!" Daniel shouts back, trying to get in Johnny's face, but Johnny easily shoves his shoulder back. With space now available between them, you step in.

"Johnny!! What is wrong with you?!" You yell at him with a cruel glare, defending Daniel, making him freeze as he notices you.

"This isn't over, LaRusso." Johnny growls before start to walk away with a huff.

You turn back to Daniel and he only shrugs, giving you no explanation about why they were about to kill each other in the hallway.

"I'll see you later I guess?" You ask him, which Daniel nods to before going the other way.

Going the way Johnny went, you jog to catch up to him.

"Johnny," You grab his arm but he easily jerks it away from you," Hey! Johnny what's wrong?"

"You were flirting all over LaRusso and now you wanna come back to me, I don't think so, princess." Johnny stubbornly explains as you stand in his way, glaring down at you. He was pretty pissed but damn, he was Very pretty.

"I'm sorry I made a friend? What do you want me to tell you?" You say but Johnny just rolls his eyes, shaking his head.

"I'm not losing you to him too."

"Losing me? Wha-"

"I like you a lot, princess." Johnny states, "I know we only met today but I really like you, I want you to be my girl."

You try to process this as you stare at his light blue and white plaid button down. Johnny sighs and grabs your hand, leading you to your next class.

"Listen, I'll see you at lunch, tell me what you think then." Johnny says a bit sadly before leaving.

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Soon it was time for lunch and were you nervous. You hadn't really figured out what you were gonna say to Johnny but hopefully you'd figure it out before he caught up to you.

Grabbing a tray and starting down the line, you feel someone bump into your shoulder, glancing back you smile as you see it was Daniel.

"Hey Danny. You real hungry, huh?" You ask as you see all the food he's got.

"Oh yeah, gotta have a lotta food to fuel my brain." Daniel replies swiftly, making you laugh.

"How much for both?" He asks the lunchlady as you both arrive to the checkout.

"Oh you do have to-"

"I want to." Daniel assures, paying for your lunch, smiling brightly at you.

Walking out into the lunch room, you look around, spotting Johnny and Dutch sitting with some other guys. Johnny sapphire eyes meet yours and you freeze under his gaze. Shit.

"You gonna sit with me, Y/N?" Danny asks sweetly nudging your arm.

Johnny stands up and starts walking over to you.

"I don't know, Daniel." You say softly, watching as Johnny comes to stand in front of you.

"Do you know if you wanna go out with me?" Johnny smirks, reaching out to caress your cheek, but you step back.

"Johnny, I don't know..." You shrug, turning away from both them.

First day and already two idiots were trying to impress you.

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I did this instead of working hahaha :) Danny was pretty fun to write 👉👈

[trashyswitch]

William Breaks the Animatronics (Kinda???)

William is not very techy. But that has never stopped him before. This time, William causes a glitch to occur which...causes some mixed feelings.

William’s body screeched to a halt as he reached his best friend. “Ohthankgod! You’re here! Finally! It took long enough!” William reacted with worry in his voice.

“Geez, you’re impatient.” Henry responded.

“I THINK I BROKE SOMETHING AND I’M TOO SCARED TO TRY ANYTHING ELSE.” William admitted.

Henry sighed. William was not exactly the most techy guy. Sure, he could plug in a video game console and figure out some basic animatronic repairs. But there was always a limit to his knowledge and more often than not, William would cross the line of knowledge. That often leads to Henry Nascar-driving his way over to the Pizzeria at 9:30 at night to save his ass. Again.

“What is it this time?” Henry asked. “Did you miswire the joints again?” Henry asked.

“Nope. The joints are fine.” William replied.

“Did you accidentally trigger another shut down?” Henry asked.

“No, he’s still very much alive and moving.” William replied, looking at it.

Henry thought, before widening his eyes. “You didn’t...destroy the ticking circuit spine, did you?” Henry asked.

William looked at him with blank eyes.

“You better not have!” Henry warned. “Cause those are the most expensive, customized equipment we had to buy for these new animatronics!” Henry reacted.

“No, I didn’t. I promise.” William replied.

Henry looked at him with narrowing eyes, before letting him off the hook. “Okay. What’s the problem?” Henry asked.

William looked at Freddy Fazbear and the other Toy animatronics and gulped. “They’re…” His breath hitched in his throat as Chica waved to him.

“They’re...what?” Henry asked.

“PLAY TIME!” All of them yelled.

Henry’s eyes widened as William shrieked in horror!

“GET THE PURPLE ONE!” Bonnie shouted!

“I’LL GET THE ONE IN THE GLASSES!” Freddy declared.

“RUN!” William shouted to Henry.

Suddenly, both of the boys were off. Sprinting around the pizzeria, and being followed by running, stomping animatronics that made the ground raddle with their steps!

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM?!” Henry asked loudly.

“I DON’T KNOW!” William yelled back.

“COME PLAY WITH US!” Bonnie yelled.

“I LOVE CHASING GAMES!” Foxy reacted happily.

Henry and William both sprinted to the prize corner and hid behind the prize counter. It became pretty clear though, that two grown men could not fit back there.

“My spot. Called it.” Henry pushed William out from behind the prize corner.

“Henry, don-...AAH!” William got himself up immediately and took off towards the stage. “YOU ASSHOLE!”

Suddenly, all the animatronics skidded to a stop and gasped. “He said another bad word!” Freddy reacted.

Henry popped his head out from behind the counter. “Wait, another?”

“You bet! William has had quite the potty mouth. We should have a swear slot!” Foxy told him.

“Mr. Emily, can you make me a swear slot?” Freddy asked.

Henry looked at him with utter concern. “...Uuuuh…”

“Speaking of swearing:” Chica ran up and picked William up. “I GOT ‘EM!” She declared proudly.

“Let me have him!” Foxy begged.

“No, ME!” Bonnie yelled.

“Oh my…” Freddy reacted.

Henry widened his eyes. “AAH- C-Careful! Don’tdrophim!” Henry tried to whisper.

“Don’t worry, Henry! We’ll be extra careful!” Chica reassured him. Chica then proceeded to throw him up into the air and catch him in her arms. “Alright! Get ‘em, boys!” Chica declared.

Freddy, Bonnie and Foxy all reached their hands towards William and walked up to crowd him! “NO!” Henry sprinted up to the animatronics to prevent them from pulling him apart or killing him. He had NO idea as to why they were malfunctioning this much! But all he knew at this point, was that William was NOT going to die from them! And he was gonna make sure of that!

Henry struggled to push himself through the animatronics. So, he tried climbing them. But it didn’t take long for Henry to give up that tactic as well. “GUYS! LET HIM GO! NOW! HE’S DONE NOTHING-”

Suddenly, Henry heard a familiar sound fill the air. It sounded unusual, it sounded bubbly, and it sounded...happy?

Well, mixed with whining.

“HEY! AHA! Ah ah! NO! Get off- HAHAHA! Ohohoff! NOHOhohoho!” He heard.

“W-Wait…” Henry pushed himself through the animatronics and blinked in surprise at the sight:

Foxy and Bonnie were tickling William while Chica was pinning him down!

“..........How-”

“You taught us!” Chica told Henry.

“No I didn’t!” Henry protested. Then, he remembered something. “W-Well, I did plan something like this...But I didn’t go through with it, so you shouldn’t have been able to learn it.” Henry admitted.

Freddy walked up to Henry with a giggle. “Look what I can do now! Hold still!” Freddy instructed. Freddy’s eyes turned blue as he scanned up and down Henry’s body.

“It looks like Henry is somewhat ticklish-” Freddy started pointing to certain ticklish spots as he named them.

Henry shrieked and pushed at the robotic pointing finger. “FREDDY!”

“-der arms, sides, hips, belly button, and toes! But your worst spot appears to be your neck!” Freddy lightly poked and tweaked Henry’s sides to get him to stop pushing.

“aaAAUGH! No, knock it off. Now.” Henry ordered. “I don’t know where you discovered that piece of code, but I am NOT in the mood to deal with it right now.” Henry warned sternly.

“My goodness! Such an attitude.” Foxy reacted.

“Stahahap ihihihit! Thehehe mohomehent Ihihi’m ohout of hehehere, I’m shuhuhuttihing you dohohown! Ohohohon PUHURPOSE thihis tihihihime!” William warned.

“We’ll see…” Freddy replied.

“I think you’ve already done more than enough on us!” Chica added.

“Shuhuhut uhuhup, you ungrahatefuhuhul pihihiece of sprahahaypahainted mehetahahal!” William shot back.

Henry pushed away Freddy’s hands and threw his arms out in defense. “STAP! Stop stop stop.” Henry got out of Freddy’s grip and looked at him. “Freddy: What did William do?” Henry asked.

Freddy stopped upon his command and smiled. “William showed me a new program titled ‘Play time’.” Freddy explained.

Henry tilted his head. ‘Play time’? Now what in the world-

“Let William go for a minute.” Henry ordered to Chica.

Just as she was told, Chica let William go and placed him back onto his feet. William took a moment to get his breath back before walking up to Henry and pointing at Freddy’s arm. “I...I had this opened earlier.” William told him.

William clicked a button to open up Freddy’s left arm plate and looked at the switches and buttons. Then, William watched as Henry clicked and held a bigger button that shut Freddy down.

When Freddy was unconscious, Henry turned to his coworker. “Okay. Now, what were you trying to do here?” Henry asked.

“I was...trying to fix the facial recognition problem…” William admitted.

Henry facepalmed himself. “William…Why?” He asked.

“Cause it was broken. The facial recognition and the staring, it was creeping out some of the parents. And frankly, you weren’t trying to fix it either.” William replied. “Will...I have been trying to fix the facial recognition for years. The facial recognition is BROKEN! BEYOND REPAIR!” Henry sternly told him. It CANNOT BE FIXED! I have TOLD YOU THIS A THOUSAND TIMES!” Henry yelled at him.

William widened his eyes and pointed at Freddy. “But- DUDE! The animatronics weren’t staring at us! They were reacting! REACTING! That means I did something, right?!” William asked.

Henry lifted an eyebrow and looked at Freddy. The pupils of Freddy’s eyes were...a strange color of green. He didn’t even know that Freddy’s eyes were capable of that color! “So...Can you remember what you did?” Henry asked.

William rubbed his own arm. “Well...Not really.”

Henry groaned and rubbed his own nose. “You are an idiot. A complete lunatic.” Henry told him.

William sighed. “But, I can remember what I clicked.” William added.

Henry looked up at him, and looked at the small red button that William was pointing at. It was located on the top of Freddy’s arm. Looking closer at it, Henry narrowed his eyes and took the blueprints out of his hands.

“That button shouldn’t-” Henry looked at the blueprints and pointed at the spot. “That button is not on the blueprints. That button shouldn’t exist. At all.” Henry told him.

William blinked in confusion. “...So, you don’t know what it does then?” William asked.

Henry shook his head. “Nope.”

Henry pushed the button with his finger and held it. He felt something click, and suddenly:

Toy Freddy’s body turned right back on and stared into space. William walked to the front and widened his eyes. “Uh oh…” William grabbed Henry, and pulled him in front to see the animatronic’s eyes: they were green! “Henry, we have to get out-”

Freddy started walking towards the other Toy animatronics and started opening up their arm plates too! When that was happening, William pulled Henry to a hiding spot to watch from a distance.

Freddy revealed that every Toy animatronic had the same button on their arm! Freddy clicked that very button on all of them, and watched as they woke right up without the chance to restart.

“Where are they?” Toy Freddy asked.

“THERE THEY ARE!” Foxy sprinted to the back of the prize counter and picked Henry up! “aAAAAH! PUT ME DOWN! FOXY! PUT ME DOWN NOW!” Henry ordered.

Foxy brought Henry over to Freddy. “Well look who’s back!” Freddy reacted. “And I have some great news as well! I remember all your sensitive spots! Meaning, I don’t have to scan you again!” Freddy declared.

Before Henry could say anything, the Toy animatronics started crowding around him and moving their hands right towards his ticklish spots. Foxy and Chica each tickled an armpit, Freddy went for his hips, and Bonnie went for his belly button!

“Nohoho WAHAHAIT! Nohot sohoho mahahany spohohots ahat ohohonce- NOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! EEEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA!” Henry yelled.

William peeked his head out from under the counter. It didn’t take very long for Henry to burst into loud laughter. William really wanted to help him. It was his fault, after all. But...He also liked seeing Henry laugh like that. And frankly, he would just get himself stuck in the tickle fight as well.

“STAHAHAHAP! NOHOHOHO MOHOHORE! GEHEHET AHAHAFTOHOHON! HEHEHE’S BEHEHIHIND THEHE COHOHOUNTEHER!” Henry yelled at them.

Bonnie quickly looked over at the counter, and walked away from the crowd. William immediately gulped and hid himself more while Bonnie walked closer and closer to the counter. Bonnie walked to the front and leaned over, seeing his purple shirt immediately.

“There you are!” Bonnie declared. Suddenly, William felt a pair of hands grab his sides. But he didn’t get lifted up right away. Instead, Bonnie started skittering and squeezing his sides! William immediately squeaked and flopped onto his side. With William on his side and his face more visible, Bonnie tickled his belly next.

“HehehehAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHO! BOHOHONNIHIHIE GEHEHEHET OHOHOHOFF!” William tried to push himself away from him at first. But Bonnie was one step ahead of him!

The moment the man scooted himself away with his feet, Bonnie grabbed his ankle and pulled him out from behind the counter! “I FOUND AFTON!” Bonnie declared.

“LET GO OF ME RIGHT NOW! I’M WARNING YOU!” William ordered.

Bonnie, who was enjoying acting like a little shit, removed William’s shoe and scratched a finger on his foot.

“LET MEHE GOHOHO- NAAAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT MYHYHY FEEEEHEHEHEHEHET!” William shrieked and laughed hysterically while kicking his other foot.

“Tickle tickle tickle, Afton!” Bonnie teased as he grabbed the other foot. The bunny removed the other shoe from the second foot and immediately started tickling his other foot with the first one. “What a small pair of ticklish tootsies!”

William arched his back and shouted loudly, before immediately falling into a fit of cackles and laughter. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA- PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE! STAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIHIT!” William begged.

“Sorry Nr. Afton! You’ve been swearing, acting rude, and breaking rules all evening! Just accept your fate, Afton.” Bonnie explained.

“WHAHAT AHAHABOHOHOUT MEHEHEHE?! IHIHI DIHIHID NOHOHOTHIHIHING!” Henry asked as his neck was being attacked by Chica.

“Despite your name calling towards Mr. Afton, You’ve been quite good! So I’m not gonna tickle you for much longer.” Chica offered.

“OHOHOKAHAHAY, THAHAHANK YOHOHOU!” Henry replied.

“But I wanna tickle Emily! Let me tickle him!” Foxy reacted.

“WAHAHAIT, WHAHAHAT?!” Henry shouted.

“Okay! I can do that! 2 more minutes for me, okay?” Chica asked.

“Okay!” Foxy replied.

Henry mentally cursed to himself. Come on, Foxy! Why must you do this to me?!

Both of the boys were being completely wrecked by the animatronics. And no one could figure out just why! Why were they acting like this in the first place? Who programmed their ability to act playful? Henry had NEVER programmed something like that! And how did they figure out how to tickle? Or scan their tickle spots, for that matter? Was it a glitch? Did a hacker get into their programming? What even happened?!

Around 10:30, the front door of the pizzeria seemed to have opened. A man in overalls, who was jingling a pair of keys, had walked in. It was Mr. White: the custodian! He had heard laughing when he first walked in. But he did NOT expect to see tickling animatronics! It was...almost funny to see! An entertaining moment between the two bosses and the animatronic robots they created.

So, the custodian decided to let them have their fun and left them alone. It wouldn’t hurt to go to bed a little more late than usual, right? He has all night to sweep and mop the place down. He could even come the next morning if he wanted to!

So, Mr. White locked the outside of the door for the night and let them be. They’ll be fine, right?

[austarus]

Harrison Wells (Eobard Thawne) x Reader - Integrated Revelations (1/3)

**A/N: The picture/edit/gif does not belong to me.

*I attempted a thing where I try to get back into the groove of writing for my murder speed husband... It’s probably shit, but here goes nothing. Sorta another theory I’ve had and had all these scenes connect together. I’m a shit writer so... Also, I’m dying and crying. Hahaha. I literally am dying. My uni work online is being ridiculously overwhelming along with my work hours for school. I really need a week with no deadlines or work just to get caught up with three weeks of work for certain classes. I really need to take a break. But I can’t, started to loose sleep. Can’t even have time to write or play Pokemon Reborn. Anyway, that a bit of an update from me. I wrote this back in July, hoping to have written a fic a week (which turned out to not happen, but hey, I tried) until October to post things. Also this most likely has grammer errors. I’m sorry. Once again, a shit writer. Please don’t forget to comment, like, and reblog. It means a lot to content creators of all kinds!

Word Count: 3584

Part 2  Part 3

“Well...” Eobard’s raspy voice didn’t seem to alarm the two speedsters that had phased into the Time Vault. The futuristic speedster had sat with a leg crossed over the other, and elbow resting on the arm of the chair. “Things just got a lot more complicated, didn't they?” Eobard pushed from the chair, standing up and taking a few steps forward. Nora and Barry looked on, one adorned a look of uncertainty and the other masqueraded his rage and pain through the years. “Barry Allen.” Barry nodded along, gauging the black-haired man’s façade. “But which Barry Allen? Clearly, you're… from a lot later than this one.” Eobard maneuvered his body and pointed to the unconscious form of an earlier Barry Allen.

“Way later.” Barry simply answered, looking indifferent.

“Way later,” Eobard echoed the response, putting emphasis on the word ‘way’. The scientist nodded along, pursuing his lips as his electric blue eyes flickered to Nora. Before anyone could speak, could even move the Time Vault door dematerialized. Nora watched as an earlier version of yourself entered the Vault hurriedly and out of breath. You had entered looking over your shoulder with a tablet in hand. You had been scanning for the supposed Time Wraith that had attacked Barry, but not your present time Barry.

“Eo, I traced-” You froze in place as you turned your gaze forward. Fear crippled your heart as you saw a version of Barry, much older through the years, and a woman not too far off his from his age. You swallowed thickly, clutching the tablet tighter. There’s three Barry Allen’s now?? Who the hell decided to break time? A small throbbing sensation erupted at the back of your head, but you dismissed it. Eobard had swiftly moved to stand in front of you. His eyes connected with yours for a moment.

“You knew?!” The young woman spoke up, stepping forward towards you which caused Eobard to hold out a subtle arm out to the side to keep you behind him. “All those years.” The older man narrowed his eyes at what the female had called out to you. You frowned at her words in confusion. Who is she? An image flashed through your mind of the woman, smiling proudly at Barry while wearing a dark purple and white suit with a yellow emblem. She clearly knows who I am, but… What even happened? Are they from a different future? You pushed away the image to the back of your mind. “How could y-”

“If you even think about touching her, either of you, then you’ll regret ever running back here,” Eobard steely replied. You took a step closer to your speedster boyfriend in case something were to happen and he needed to speed you away to safety. Not that you needed saving, but you were still working on defending yourself via your lessons with the futuristic speedster. So, they’re from the future, and I’m guessing far off from this other Barry, but not too far for him to age too much. You spared a small glance to the cuffed and unconscious Barry Allen on the ground. It hurt your heart to see him vulnerable like that, but Eobard had confided to you his suspicions regarding this Barry Allen. One Barry Allen problem at a time. Taking a breath in, you remained silent and studied the two speedsters that confronted your speedster.

“Let it go.” Barry grabbed onto the speedster’s shoulder, holding her back. Oddly enough, Barry’s words coldly cut through you. 

“Now,” Eobard’s cocky attitude returned to him as he established the safety of your presence. He had that kind of affect, putting himself on the air of superiority and intellect with his attitude and words to belittle the person in front of him rightly so to get the desired reaction he wants and anticipates. Eobard knows how to tug on Barry’s strings. “Who's your friend? Let me guess. Jesse Chambers- No. Maybe Lawrence. Wait- Danica Williams-”

“-It doesn't matter who she is.” Barry cut off Eobard’s rattling of names.

You eyed Eobard’s deceptive small smile as he held Barry’s gaze then turned to the young adult. The female remained silent, avoiding Eobard’s icy eyes. “She's your daughter.” You scrunched your face in confusion before the neurons clicked in your head after a few seconds. Lemme guess, she’s a speedster that ran back in time and met a younger version of her father. Weird flex bro, but whatever. You do you. If I was a speedster, I’d do things differently. Obviously not up to scale what with the tampering that Eobard likes to do with the timeline to get his way with things. “You've brought me your daughter.” Your eyes flickered back to Barry before taking another look at the female and seeing a bit of resemblance, other than the fact that she was a speedster like him. Then the article Eo’s been obsessing about did reveal something true. Barry does take Iris as his wife. The West-Allen family. “It's, um... Dawn, if I'm not mistaken.”

“Nora.” The young speedster forced out after briefly glancing at her father.

“Nora. Oh, that's nice.” Eobard turned back to Barry with a smirk, “At least you still have one.” That’s cruel, Eo. “What- Nora- time travel's so weird-”

“Why did you come here?” You found the nerve to speak up, moving to stand beside the man masquerading as Harrison Wells. I’m not going to be afraid; I can’t always cower behind Eobard if something unexpected happens. I need to take things in my own hands. Even if they do find out about- You cleared any evidence of distress at their sudden appearance from your throat, “What do you want?”

“I need him to fix this for me.” Barry held up a broken tube-like device in his hand.

A thought hit the genius scientist instantaneously, his blue eyes widening. Turning your body, you saw Eobard take a few steps backwards, “No...” The headache didn’t go away, instead intensifying slightly by the second. Negative emotions flooded your system at Eobard’s crippling composure. He shook his head at them. “No, if you're here...” Eo turned to face the unconscious Barry, cuffed to his motored wheelchair, pointing to them and him. “And he's here... that means-”

“-You don't get home.” Barry simply stated. Your heart shook, terror and dread feeding into your system at his words. Uncertainty of the future- your future with Eobard- plagued you. How does this all end?

“I get home!” The yellow speedster whipped his head around in agitation, his voice raising with every statement. Barry smirked cruelly as he shook his head. You held your breath at Eobard’s spiking wrath, you hadn’t seen him this angry since General Eiling’s interference with The Flash and Plastique. Even then he’d mask his resentment to pull the strings in the game strategically. “I get home. I go home! I get everything-”

“-You don't go home, Thawne.” The Scarlet Speedster halted the Man in the Yellow Suit. Eobard clenched his jaw. You reached out a hand to rest it on his arm in an attempt to calm him. His eyes met yours for a fraction of a second. You felt the tension hang heavily in the air. “Unless… you help me.” Barry held up his broken device once more, mockingly this time. Your eyes flickered to the ring on his right hand. Similar to Eobard’s. A future version of Cisco must have been able to figure out how to use microtech to compress Barry’s suit. He’s the greatest mechanical engineer that I know. Eobard’s shoulders sagged a fraction as Barry held his ground. Turning around, the genius scientist rubbed his face before kicking the spare Barry in annoyance. Barry, all clad in black, winced because he probably ended up feeling that kick. You and Nora remained silent, eyeing the exchange between both speedsters.

Eobard shifted his body back, hands on his hips and fueled hatred present in his eyes. “What do you want?”

“Like I said, you're gonna fix this for me.”

“To do what?”

“Drain dark matter.”

What could Barry possibly need with Dark Matter? Hasn’t it done enough damage? “Whose dark matter?” You crossed your arms with the tablet close to your chest, a frown on your face as Eobard stepped beside you once more.

“None of your business.” Barry sneered at you. You narrowed your eyes at his demeanor, the young man who you gradually grew close to and considered as another brother like Cisco.

“Barry-”

“-It is our business.” Eobard retorted, taking your hand in his tightly. Both men were frustrated at the others persistence.

“No, it's not.”

Eobard started, letting go of you and rounding heatedly on to Barry, “There's no chance that I help you-”

You reached a hand out. “-Eobard, don’t-”

- It's none of your business-”

“-Cicada's!” Nora blurted out. Silence filled the room between the four of your, outbursts settling. You blinked a few times, taking a step back and resting a palm against your temple. Grimacing, you cast your eyes down as images of a half-masked man in green stood with a dagger. A glowing dagger with a look of emptiness and death in his eyes. That man looks dead to the world, as if willing to kill for an estranged purpose. It’s so cold. You shook your head subtly and stood your ground, unwilling to show weakness, but you saw Nora’s eyes shift when she looked at you. Barry eyed his daughter with a sort of incredulous look while a calculating and analytical look flashed through Eobard’s eyes.

“Cicada's.” The name seemed so familiar to Eobard as it easily slipped of his tongue. The hushed tone in Eobard’s voice expressed a calm before the storm. A deceptive man full of secrets and knowledge of many, many years to come. Especially when it came to The Flash. “The one who got away. You want to destroy Cicada's dagger, don't you?”

“We want to save lives.”

A cynical laugh leaves your speedster’s lips as you pursed yours, trying to tease out the logics from Barry. “You want to save lives.” Eobard chuckled mockingly at Barry’s response. “I bet you do. I bet you do. Especially your own, right, Barry Allen?”

“Look, that me,” Barry pointed to the other version of himself in the room, “he's gonna wake up soon. He sees me standing here, your whole timeline is gonna be blown to hell. You're never gonna get home. You know that's true!”

“I know! I know!” Eobard sighed, his facial expression contorted, and his eyes held a different motive as he flicked his gaze to Nora, who hadn’t stop taking glimpses of you. “Where are my manners? Can I get you a cup of water?” You rolled your eyes at Eobard’s ploy.

***

The four of you had moved to the small lab, far from the Cortex in avoidance of Caitlin and Cisco. The timeline was a fickle thing to speedsters, Eobard had told you that. But oddly enough, when it came to Eobard it seemed to be malleable to his every whim. Tools and spare wires littered along the desk your speedster boyfriend was working at. The monitor held a camera feed of the Time Vault where Barry’s unconscious younger version was still unconscious.

How hard did Eobard hit him? Like, how the hell is he still asleep even through all that yelling and seething??

“Here,” you handed Nora a bottle of purified water.

“Thanks,” she quietly spoke, you nodded at her. You really didn’t know what to think about someone who knew you in the future, yet you had no idea who she would be until a few years later. Would I even still be in this time period by then? Or would Eobard had kept his promise? … Nothing’s making any sense right now. You felt frustrated for not really being part of their conversations. You were… just there.

“So, who made this?” Eobard examined the piece of teach as he started working on it.

Barry answered with pocketed hands, “Someone smarter than you.”

“I doubt that,” You snorted as Eobard laughed at Barry’s statement. Leaning against the dark blue beam of the side lab, you crossed your arms avoiding Barry’s gaze when he glanced over to you. You chewed on the inside of your cheek. “If so, then why come here? Why go through all the trouble to come here when you can get help from the person who made it? Why then would you need Eobard’s help?”

“We-”

“It’s… complicated,” Barry sighed before Nora could finish saying anything, pocketing his hands.

“I think that’s an understatement to the type of trouble that seems to find you, Barr.” You crossed your arms. “At least a Time Wraith didn’t follow you this time. Which I’m still having trouble tracking down.” You nodded to his former self on the monitor. Barry rolled his eyes at you.

“You know, Allen,” the yellow speedster wheeled around, electric blue eyes meeting Barry’s green gaze, “for your plan to work, you're gonna actually have to have his dagger in your possession...”

“We've got that covered.”

The villainous speedster raised an eyebrow at the forensics scientists. “You got that covered. How’s that?” He humored them.

“With this.” Nora pulled out a dark piece of metal, holding it out for you and Eobard to observe momentarily.

“What is that?” You piqued up, causing Nora to look over at you. An odd emotion flickered in her eyes. Eobard reached a hand out to it only for Barry to pluck it from Nora’s grasp. Your eyes flickered between the two then back to Nora. She didn’t seem to be cautious around you and Eobard at all. Revealing the reason for aid and showing Eobard exactly what he seemed to want to see. You weren’t a genius, but you obviously saw the pointed looks that Barry subtly gave his daughter. The cogs were turning in your head as well as in Eobard’s. He masked his growing speculation about the two speedsters.

“Is that-”

“It's a piece of Savitar's suit, yeah.” Barry stoically responded, since Nora had already shown Eobard the metallic piece, to Eobard’s oncoming question before he could even finish. Barry knew Eobard recognized the object, shaking his head that that cat was out of the bag for this secret too.

“Savitar?”

“Savitar. The Future Flash and the self-proclaimed God of Speed, kitten,” Eobard simply explained as he worked. Images of a metallic suit flashed through your mind as it hummed with energy; a familiar face shrouded in shadows and a hauntingly course voice. “A twisted time remnant of the man you know to be your friend. Another big bad that Barry’s had to face in the future, primarily due to the mistakes of his growing unhappiness. Isn’t that right, Flash? The pain you’ve caused the people around you just for you selfish wishes.” Barry rolled his eyes but remained silent.

“Eobard, play nice,” you scolded the older man, “they’re still guests here after all.”

“Hmph. You know what's funny about your dad, Nora,” the futuristic genius caught her attention, “is he hates me. Hates me with a passion, and yet a version of him, this Savitar, is a much bigger jerk than I ever was. Did you see the face?” Eobard gestured to his own face, primarily to one side of his face while snickering “Did you- did you see the, like, pizza face-” Nora awkwardly stepped from foot to foot, looking away.

“-Pizza face?-” Eobard Tiberius Thawne you owe me so many fucking answers when we get home because these images aren’t making as much sense as they should.

“-Can you hurry up?-”

“-Yeah, I'll hurry up.” Eobard smugly nonchalantly threw the tiny screwdriver onto the desk. He picked up a different on. “I gotta tell you, Allen, using Savitar's suit, it's a smart idea.”

Barry tilted his head to his daughter. “It was hers.”

Eobard gave her a hard look. His eyes flickered towards you then turned around. “Clever girl.” You picked up an odd indication in his tone. The speedster narrowed his eyes at the tech as he ignited it, illuminating in his hands to signal its functioning aspect. On the monitor, the four of you noticed that the other Barry was coming to consciousness. Eobard inhaled silently. “Oops.” Eobard swiveled his body around to hand them the piece of tech. “Gotta go.” Barry narrowed his eyes, quiet hatred behind them as he took the tech from his nemesis. “I still look forward to seeing how this all pans out. Nora. Kitten, make sure they see their way out,” Eo glanced at you one last time before speeding away in a torrent of red-lightning to the Time Vault. The three of you watched as the villainous speedster reclaimed his rightful place, crossing his legs once more. An analytical look across his features.

You spoke before the two speedsters sped away in a torrent of lightning. “Cicada’s the one with the lightning-shaped dagger, the one that glows ominously? Heartless eyes? Breathing problems?”

“Yeah? How did you…?” Nora trailed off. Barry figured that your powers were still manifesting themselves and it seems that their run back in time has triggered sporadic post-cognitive images to be revealed through certain key words.

“It doesn’t matter how-,”

“Your powers are still developing,” Barry interjected, pocketing the tech safely. “It seems that our visit has amplified what you can do. Let’s just what it doesn’t shift anything else”

He knows about my powers… Right, time travel. “Just be safe. I-I don’t know too much and I’m not sure what the future holds, but whatever trouble you two have run into just be cautious. Not for me, but for the ones you love. The past will always have some sort of domino effect to the future. I may not be able to time travel, but Eobard has taught me a thing or two about it.” You stopped, looking off to the side while rubbing your arm. “Barry?”

“Hmm?”

“Just answer me this one thing.”

“… It depends.”

“I know, timeline and speedster stuff. But…” You took a breath in, “Is he safe?” The speedster avoided your eyes. You swallowed thickly, moving your gaze to Nora. “Does he live?” She opened her mouth a fraction, moved by the desperation evident in your eyes

“I can’t answer that.” Barry whispered without hesitation, an alien emotion behind those eyes, replacing the kindness and warmth the Barry you knew had. It was bitter. “Nora, it’s time to go back to the night it all began.” Barry flashed away to the pipeline. Nora remained.

“I’m sorry,” She whispered, your body felt numb at the absence of answers. You turned back to the monitor, running both hands through your hair before picking up a spare tool and frustratingly throwing it at the wall. Picking up the tablet once more, you ran some algorithms and diagnostics privately on your powers as you made you way to the Time Vault.

Eobard’s head perked up in question at your entrance. He remained seated catching your troubled look. You only whispered, “We need to talk after this is over,” before leaning against the wall and tapping at the screen of your tablet. He hadn’t missed the embittered look in your eyes, the prominent frown on your face. A peculiar emotion hidden behind those lovely eyes of yours when the speedster had been so accustomed to seeing lights and twinkling of stars within your irises.

Eobard rubbed his wrist as he attained messy hair due to Barry and Nora’s revelations. You speculated he had been running his hands through it in thought as he tried to decipher the truth and what his next plan of action would be. King vs King. Eobard and Barry. It was a dangerous game and it’s clear that Team Flash are Barry’s pieces to move while Iris was by his side. From the future’s perspective. But you… at this point, you hazard a thought of what Eobard saw of you as. Queen… or Pawn. Pursing your lips, you shoved those thoughts away as your mind reminded you of all you and he had gone through since he had revealed himself and his truth to you. But right now, you were feeling so conflicted and insecure at how everything would play out. He promised to take me home with him… That we could start a life together. I don’t want to be used up and thrown away again. I’m tired of being broken and alienated.

The restrained Barry shifted once more in abrupt confusion as he found himself slumped against the cool metal of Eobard’s motorized wheelchair. A prop to his act. His mind felt foggy and arms felt heavy, particularly his right hand. You stopped tapping and eyed him indifferently because you really had no idea how to feel, but you realized you need to be cautious with how you act and what you say until you and Eobard clear things up from earlier events.

Barry’s eyes darted rapidly to the seated, smirking speedster in front of him then to you then to the metacuffs before lingering back to Harrison. The Scarlet Speedster assessed the guarded expression on your face. You saw this Barry feign confusion, eyebrows raised as he eyed the metacuffs and Dr. Wells. You cracked your neck as Eobard did a little hand-wave gesture to Barry. The young speedster looked baffled, probably at getting caught, as he opened and closed his mouth.

“Now, who are you?”

[purplesurveys]

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survey by nadine07

[..Introductions..]

First Name: Robyn.

Middle Name: I don’t think I’ve shared it on here and I doubt I will.

Last Name: Not providing it either but it starts with a C.

Birthdate: April 21st.

[..First Things First..]

What was the first thing you did after you got up? I rushed to the rooftop so that I could see the sunrise. I also got in the random mood to do a time-lapse of it, but the sun took forrrrrrrr-freaking-ever to come up entirely. I was holding up my phone for like 15 minutes and nothing was happening, so I quit halfway through lol.

What was the name of your first pet? Goldie, because it was a goldfish.

Who was your first big crush? Gabie, I would say.

Where was the first place you drove after you got your license? Chelsea’s 18th birthday dinner was scheduled right after I happened to get my license, and the event took place in a small, quaint little restaurant in Marikina. 

There’s a bit of a funny story here, too – Aaron needed a ride to get there and so I offered to drive him. I picked him up and we were having small talk in the car, and he asked me how long I’ve been driving. I told him that moment was my literal first time driving out and that I just got my license the day before, and he is my first-ever passenger (at that point I’ve never even tried driving solo yet). The horror and immediate distrust on his face was something I will never forget HAHAHA. We got to the place unharmed, but it’s still one of my favorite stories to tell.

Who was your very first friend? It was a kind girl named Kaye back in kindergarten. We were always next to each other in our class lists, so it was inevitable for us to befriend one another. She transferred schools in first grade and I have not seen nor heard from her since.

What was the first thing you ate today? I had another bag of salted egg chips. I’m extremely hooked, lmao.

What was your first job? I work as an associate at a PR agency.

[..Colors..]

Name something red in the room you are in: We have an unopened bottle of wine here on the dining table and there’s still a red ribbon wrapped around it.

Is orange one of your school's team colors? No, neither of my schools had orange as one of its colors.

How many yellow shirts do you own? I can think of 5 tops hanging out in my wardrobe at the moment. Two of them are class shirts from high school; the others were tops I bought when I started getting into mustard yellow.

Name someone you know who drives a green car: I believe Angel, a classmate from high school who also studies in UP, also drives a Mitsubishi Mirage, albeit a lime green one.

Is it a blue sky outside right now? Yes for the most part, but the sun is setting soon so the sky is bound to change into many pretty colors as it usually does at this time of the day.

What is the first thing that pops into your head when I say 'purple'? Barney the dinosaur, and ube.

Are the walls in the room you're in white? Yes, all our walls indoors are white.

Does black make you think of depressing things? Not always, but if used specifically in that context, it definitely helps boosts the mood.

Jewelry: gold or silver? Silverrr, always.

[..Phone Stuff..]

Who is your provider? Nothing you would be familiar with, but I use Globe.

How long have you had your current phone? It’ll be three years this year. It would be nice to upgrade, but I’m also still happy with my current phone so it doesn’t really matter to me.

What did your last text say? The last one that came through that didn’t come from my mobile services provider was from someone in the media. It was his birthday last Friday and I messaged him if he’d like to receive a gift from us, on behalf of one of our clients; he just replied with his confirmation and details.

If you woke up naked next to the last person to call, would it be awkward? Yep and I’d feel like throwing up almost immediately.

Was your last missed call male or female? It was from my mom.

Who is your 10th phone contact? It’s from Jum, who I realize is still listed as Ate Jum on my phone. That’s cute hahaha; I must have gotten her number when we weren’t super close yet. Anyway, she’s been super MIA for like the last two years...basically, ever since she graduated. I believe she has also since moved back to Bicol, so it’s become virtually impossible to see her again. Bums me out and I look forward to the day we somehow end up in the same room once again.

How did you meet them? I met her in my very first journalism major class. I had mixed feelings towards her at first since I found her to be super loud in class, and I initially thought she would only be a one-time classmate and nothing more; but I got to know her more and we even ended up as orgmates, and it turns out she is literally the most hilarious person I know.

Are you related to your 17th phone contact? I have absolutely no clue who it is. I no longer remember what led to it, but Gabie and I swapped the SIM cards in our phones at one point, and for some reason it made me have access to her contacts; the 17th contact on my phone is someone from her list. And since I never hang out in my Contacts app, I’ve never gotten around to deleting those extra numbers I received.

How long have you known your 1st phone contact? Around 6th or 7th grade. I can’t remember the exact grade level she transferred to my school as a new student.

When was the last time you saw them? It’s been at least a year. I remember seeing her on campus very briefly when I was on my way to a certain building for class, while she was walking out of it.

Who is your 4th phone contact? LMAO, again, it’s from her contact list. Said person is one of her older cousins, I believe.

Have you ever kissed that person? No, and that is very weird and uncomfortable to think about.

When was the last time someone drunk dialed/texted/left a voicemail? Andi drunk messaged me a few months ago. November, I think.

[..Friends..]

Who is your #1? No Myspace but I’d say my top best friend is Angela.

How long have you known them? It will be 16 years this year.

Have you ever kissed? Oh my gosh, hell no. It would be like kissing a sister haha. She’s super affectionate and will sometimes kiss my shoulder or cheek, though.

Are you dating this person? No, never did and never desired to.

Do you have nicknames for each other? Not really exclusive to each other, but I call her Anj (and only a few people call her so) and she will occasionally call me Reben or Rolayn, both from past inside jokes.

What is your #2's full name? I am not sharing that, but I refer to them as Andi (you may remember them as Andrew from the past times I’ve mentioned them).

Do they live within 20 minutes of you? If there is zero traffic, I can probably make it to their place within that timeframe, yeah. But realistically, no they don’t.

How did you meet? We initially met in an anti-Marcos protest/rally – I approached they first because they had a wrestling shirt on, heheh – and that’s when I learned we were from the same college. But they rubbed me off the wrong way from our first meeting as they were too extroverted for my liking, and I spent a good chunk of time ignoring him whenever we crossed paths, lmfao. Eventually we were put in the same class at some point, and they even joined my org, and an intensely close friendship started from there.

Could you live with this person? Sure. I think they would never be a boring roommate.

Who is your #3? I’m gonna go with Kate for this one.

Where are they right now? I have no idea. We don’t really catch up with each other’s lives on a regular basis; we have a very chill, low-maintenance friendship.

When is this person's birthday? January 1st.

Has this person ever seen you naked? I don’t think so.

What is your #4's full name? I don’t think I have a 4th-tier best friend haha, but I’m gonna pick Tina.

When did you last see them? Last year, on the last normal day I was able to be on campus. She was set to present one of her projects at a journalism conference that was taking place in campus that day, but I was able to hang out with her for a short time before the event.

Have they ever dated one of your other friends? No. I knew she had a crush on someone from the college, though.

Do you know their favorite movie? I’m not sure about her favorite movie but I do know she loves Adam Sandler. I was never able to figure out if her interest was ironic or genuine but yeah, she enjoys a good number of his works.

[..Randomosity..]

What time is it? 6:20 PM.

Are you supposed to be doing something other than this? I wouldn’t say so. I do have deliverables for work but since it’s the weekend, I’m not thinking about them nor do I have the desire to touch those tasks until Monday.

Do you live on your own or with your parents? I live with my family. Considering my monthly income, it’d be close to impossible to sustain myself in my own place this early in my adult life.

Are you more of a cat or a dog person? Dog, for sure.

Are you allergic to anything? I don’t believe so.

Does your shirt have anything written on it? Yeah, it says “UP Fighting Maroons” styled in a varsity font since that’s the term for our sports team.

Have you ever tie-dyed something? I have, but only back in like Grade 6 when we had to do it for a home ec class. I remember wanting to buy a tie-dye set recently so I could revisit the activity, but I never got around to it.

Who can you always count on to cheer you up? Angela for the most part; but I also don’t want to be too reliant on my friends in this way. Sometimes I simply allow myself to be sad or upset, and sometimes I count on myself to cheer up.

How many places have you been today? I have been nowhere but at home today lol. I’ll be going to BGC tomorrow to have lunch with my godfather and my cousins, though.

Are you a forgiving person? No.

When was the last time you felt let down? Last night when I read the news that the government will be making All Souls’ Day, Christmas Eve, and New Year’s Eve working days this year. I already know I’ll be half-assing my way through those days lmao because whyyyyyyy the fuck would you make people work on family-centric holidays such as those

What is the title of the nearest book to you? There are no books here at the rooftop.

Are you wearing anything that belongs to someone else? Nope.

Can you whistle? Only through my lips. I can’t do the kind of whistle where you put your fingers in your mouth as well.

Do you look more like your mother or your father? My mom.

Are you still in high school? I’m well past that chapter.

Are you the oldest, middle, youngest, or an only child? I’m the eldest.

Has anyone ever told you that you talk in your sleep? No, because I don’t.

How many people have you kissed this year? None.

Is there anyone of the opposite sex you trust fully? Hmm, no one comes to mind.

Are you a night owl or an early bird? More of a night owl.

If you could have an exotic pet, what would it be? No thanks. I’ve never had the desire to have one.

Would you rather go to Brazil for the weekend or Finland for a month? I’d have to go with Finland. I feel like the cultural differences would be a lot more marked, plus the vacation is longer so that is an instant win for me.

[..And Finally..]

Where did you go the last time you drove somewhere? I was driving to the local coffee shop to spend some time with myself, and do a liiiiiiiittle bit of work as well.

Where did you last go out to eat at? Ramen Nagi. I was initially hesitant to show up there and ask for a table for one on a Sunday evening...but it turned out to feel incredibly empowering and freeing. It was definitely awkward at first, but it got a lot easier once I realized literally no one gives a fuck. Or if they did, they didn’t do anything about it and let me mind my own business. That evening was a crucial step in reclaiming my happiness, so I’m glad I made the choice to suck it up and enter the restaurant.

When was the last time you let someone borrow something from you? Last week, when Angela needed our abaca mat as an aesthetic for her grad shoot.

Was your last breakup a bad one? Yes.

What was the last song you listened to? Just checked my Spotify and the current song I have on pause is Descansos by Hayley Williams. 

What was the last movie you watched? Midsommar.

Did your last kiss happen in a public place? Not technically, but it did take place outside of my house so we were outdoors for some neighbors to see.

How did you meet the last person to leave you a comment? It was Andi, and I already explained how we met earlier in this survey.

[hongnanglen-arina]

See You On Monday | SVT Interactive AU

03: Listen to Seungcheol

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Warnings: mentions of blood. but just a little Words: 1.983 A/N: Hey there! Here’s the third chapter of my little experiment. At the end of each chapter you have to decide for the next move (please leave a comment on the chapter’s post/reblog with your decision or send an ask to vote) Each week you have 3 days for making a decision until the next chapter comes out on Sunday. I hope you will like it… and as always, please remember that English isn’t my first language so excuse my grammar ♡

I may make a taglist :) tell me if you’re interested to be added

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Mingyu seems unstoppable. He licks his lips while studying his fries from every angle. Some of the others are trying to decide what food they want to try first as well but some aren’t moving at all. Understandable. The food wasn’t included in the price, yet everything was prepared for the group of you. The building had no second floor, yet you walked up the stairs to find this huge dining room. Also… the boys know they aren’t alone at some sort. 

“I will eat well!” With these words, Mingyu starts eating his fries and immediately fills the room with satisfied noises. “Ohmgah.. beddr dhen hmagdonns!”

“What did he say?”

“Oh my god. Better than McDonald’s.”

“Thanks Vernon.”

Seeing how happy their friend enjoys the food, the sceptic expression on the others faces changes. Some are still restraining themselves, some take their own silverware or chopsticks to get their choice of dish. You sit down on the empty seat and watch them eat. Of course you can’t take a bite and although you feel hungry, you know it’s only because of the sight in front of you. Also the smell is wonderful. No restaurant experience can compare to this moment. Props to the game team. They did a really good job in making people hungry. Scoffing, you turn your head to the side. Jeonghan refills his glass of water for the second time already, looking at the boy in front of him.

“You’re not gonna eat, Woozi?”

“Nah.. what about you?”

“Nah. Hungry but something’s super off.”

“Same.”

“Oh stop it and join us! These Tteokbokki are perfect!” Jun has some sauce on his lips as he shoves more into his mouth.

“Try this Pizza!”

“H-hey… I think you should stop… I have a bad feeling about this. Don’t you think that something’s suspicious? Like… what the heck is going on?? I’m hungry myself but-“

The sound of a fork on the white marble floor interrupts Seungcheol’s speech and everyone turns their heads to the source of noise, Mingyu, who has his mouth slightly open, brows furrowed, seemingly searching for words.

“What’s wrong?”

“I….”

Hoshi has a slice of Pizza in his hand and stops just in front of his mouth. “Y-your nose..”

Hearing Hoshi’s words, Mingyu lifts his arm and brushes the back of his hand over his nostrils. A thin layer of dark red fluid can be seen on it when he lowers his hand, all eyes on him. “I… I feel sick…” He grabs his glass of water and chunks it down in one row, the other hand is pressing tightly down his stomach, his upper body slightly bend forward over the table.

“H-hey what’s wrong with you-“

A glass shatters on the floor, now everyone is looking at Seokmin who is coughing and clutching his shirt as well.

Seungcheol jumps off his chair, taking the food out of everyone’s hands as fast as possible. “I told you, it was a bad idea!”

5 other boys start groaning. Dino, Joshua, Jun, Wonwoo and Vernon. The remaining boys are trying to assist them as best as possible. “What’s wrong with the food? Is it poisoned??”

“God, my stomach hurts!”

“The water’s fine I guess, drink!”

“Are we gonna die?”

“No Dino!”

Total chaos. You’re not sure what to do. If it’s really poison, how can you solve this problem? Maybe there has to be a riddle so you can get a reward which is helping them?

Suddenly the light goes off and it’s completely dark. You’re not able to see your own hand. It wouldn’t scare you as much if you could hear the group of boys with you but it’s silent. Did you fail? Is the game over?

“How do you feel? I really hoped they would have listened to.. who was it? Seungcheol? They must be very hungry that most of them don’t think twice. Not everything that seems good, is actually good. People. Things. Food. Just everything. It’s not bad to use your head from time to time.” The voice laughs out loud that you flinch at the volume. You recognize the voice. It’s the same from the beginning. The narrator. 

“W-was it poison?” You dare to ask and his laughter dies down slowly until it’s quiet again. He inhales and exhales before answering your question.

“Yes.”

After hearing his reply, you instantly step forward, still scared in the darkness. “How can I help them??”

“The question is… do you want to help them or do you want to watch what happens? Sometimes you have to go through hell to learn and become stronger, don’t you think?”

“B-but…. isn’t my job to… stay alive? I thought this applies to everyone??”

The mans scoffs. “Too many questions. Let me tell you something. It’s up to you how this will end. Every decision, every move is connected to a different outcome of the story. They may die, they may survive. They may be unhappy, they may be happy. It depends on you - you alone. But don’t ever forget my words. Don’t start a deeper bond.”

You sigh. “I know. It’s a game, so don’t worry.” Everything felt real and you even experienced fear and worry despite the fact that you know that everything was just a game. Damn those VR glasses.

“Good. Well, there’s a dark grey box in the basement. 14 pills. If you decide to do something and make it in time…” Your ears perk up at his explanation, waiting for him to continue but he doesn’t end his sentence, leaving you puzzled. 

“What then??” You turn around in the darkness, the silence that is surrounding you leaves a heavy feeling. “Will those pills help? Or is it another trap??”

“Hahaha… you really think I’m a bad person? I’m trying to help!” His voice is difficult to read in the darkness but you think that he’s just teasing you. His role is the narrator so he has to be neutral… or not?” “Believe me, they will help. That’s the only thing I am going to tell you. The exact location is your job. There isn’t much time left.”

Once his last word was spoken, the light is back on and you find yourself seated at the huge table again. Back in the middle of the chaos. Mingyu’s nose is still bleeding, Woozi was assisting Dino on the floor who was holding a napkin in front of his mouth. It was red as well.

Worried and pained words are mixed, obvious panic in their voices. 

I have to get those pills! Getting up, you run to the door and open it, not looking back at the boys when you rush to the stairs. You have seen enough. And if you can’t find that box, they will… “die…” you whisper as your steps slow down. Swallowing, you turn around and back to the direction you come from. No. Even if it’s just a stupid game, you have to help!

You make your way down the stairs, through the dark hallways and more stairs until you arrive in the basement. Without a second thought, you snort. This wasn’t as dark as when that narrator talked to you. So of course you will find the pills! There are 6 rooms in total. The first has only a dusty rack for clothes. The next 3 are empty. You enter the fifth room. A little light hanging down the ceiling helps you to see better through the stuff. The bags are empty, the books old and dusty. Smelly linen neatly fold in a big cabinet. 

You are closing a drawer when you hear a soft knock on the door. Looking back to the door you notice Hoshi. His grip around the door frame while his eyes look directly into yours as if he can see you in the little room. He clears his throat. “Uhm… hi. I.. I’m sure you are looking for something to.. help my friends, right? You know, I saw you rush through the door and when I followed you, I could see where you were going because the plants moved a bit and uhm you opened doors. I really wanna be of help. Can I be your assistant, mister ghost? You… you really have to help my friends. I’m very worried…”

You let your shoulders fall. For them it wasn’t a game. His friends are sick and no one knows the reason. Since at least two of them are bleeding, it has to be serious.

Hoshi makes his way to you, stopping in front of you and the cabinet. He pushed his hand into his pocket and gets his phone. While unlocking it, he talks again. “I figured, we can’t communicate and I don’t have that board with those letters and so on.. so… uhm, take my phone and answer? Well, if you can write….”

He hands you the phone, his eyes now roaming over the cabinet, through you and over to the other things in the room. No he can’t see you. Not sure if he can hear you, you wipe your hands clean on your jeans and carefully take the phone out of his hands, causing him to gasp. You study his face for a couple of seconds before starting to type. Moving his position, Hoshi stands beside you to get a better look at the screen. 

“I’m taller than you.” You look up from the phone to see him smile down at the phone in your hands. Blinking, you quickly continue typing, ignoring the soft blush on your cheeks.

- I’m here to help. I need to find a grey box. It will help your friends.

The blonde boy reads your text and nods. But before he can say anything, you add a little bit more.

- I’m not a mister.

“Oh…. so is it missus ghost?”

You aren’t sure why you two are talking about this topic when there was a serious problem on the second floor but you needed to clarify this first. You don’t know why.

- Miss.

His mouth makes an ‘o’ shape and now it was his time to blush. 

You remind yourself that there was a reason you ran down to the basement.

- Let’s look for the box. We have to hurry.

He nods again and starts opening the bags you went through already. There’s not much time left. He could go and see if it’s in the last room instead of going through the same things twice. You hold his phone in front of his face, making him stop.

- Go to the last room on the right. I’m nearly done with this room.

“Oh, okay! Will do, miss ghost!” With this said, he hurries out of the room but you haven’t turned around to the drawers again when he reappears in the door. You almost said ‘why’ out loud but he walks over to you and takes back his phone, giving you an apologetic smile. “There… is no light. I need my phone.”

Because there was a source of light in your room, you watch him leave with the device. “Will report asap if I find it!”

Normally you would have said something but now was not the time. There was no box in the other drawers and you groan in frustration. Only a bin in the corner of the room is left so you go there and take off the lid. Sadly the bin is attached to the wall and you aren’t able to look inside. Is it empty as well or is the dark grey box at the bottom? You don’t know when Hoshi is done with the other room. You don’t have his phone anymore to use it as a flashlight.

The time is ticking.

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What are you going to do?

Insert your hand into the dark bin OR wait for Hoshi?

You can decide.

[azumastan]

can I live happily ever after?

characters: muku sakisaka, kazunari miyoshi - DO NOT tag as ship

genre: fluff/light angst? idk bro. there’s a little crying.

word count: 1356

ok so it is nearly 3am and i just finished this. it has minimal proofreading because i’m just proud to be done and it’s my baby boy’s birthday.

also, it’s the first fic i’ve posted on here!! wow!! how does it feel to be so special, muku?! so, comments and constructive criticism are welcome. i know some folks get picky about how their best boys are written, so i hope i do them justice and tell me how i can do better!

here we go~

Muku loves fairy tales and stories of romance. His dream is to be a prince like in the tales he loves so much. If he could be the kind of gentleman that comes to the rescue of a beautiful girl and they dance through the night, he would be as happy as can be.

But every time he loses himself in that fantasy, there’s no girl. Not really. Sometimes there’s a figure in a dress, but not anyone really specific.

It’s not a big deal. He’s not even in high school; he doesn’t HAVE to fall in love. It sounds so nice, though. Love has to be wonderful if he was able to fill a whole bookshelf with manga about it. The pounding heart, sweaty hands.....well, maybe not that part. Muku knows what anxiety feels like all too well. But to feel that way around someone special, and have them feel the same about him, that’s a dream that could come true.

What if there’s no princess for him?

The problem isn’t that he’s worried no one will fall for him, though that’s certainly crossed his mind.

No, that’s not it. The problem is that Muku likes boys.

Probably. It’s all really confusing and he’s only ever been sure about like, four things in his life, but he has a hard time picturing himself taking a girl out on a date despite reading hundreds of scenarios, and there’s this guy in his class who has some really interesting things to say about the book they’re reading. And maybe Muku laughed a little too hard at some joke he had made during algebra and maybe he turned redder than a tomato when he bumped into the other boy playing basketball in gym class.

So, he’s realized he might be gay, and he can’t stop thinking about how he’s supposed to have his happy ending now. There’s no fairy tales where the prince rides off with a kind kitchen boy on the back of his horse. No shoujo manga where the strong, silent guy offers to share his umbrella with the shy, pretty boy from class.

What kind of fantasy lies in Muku’s future then?

He laid there in his dorm bed, tears pricking his eyes. Ugh. He sniffled. How pathetic am I, crying over my non-existent love life because now I don’t know if I’ll ever get the happily ever after that I’ve read about? Muku wiped his watering eyes with his pajama sleeve and sniffled again.

“Mukkun?” Kazunari sat up in his bed, trying to see the boy with pink hair across the dark room. “Are you okay, Mukkun?”

“Oh! Kazunari! I’m okay, I swear! I’m sorry to bother you. Go back to sleep.”

“Nope.” Kazunari turned on his phone flashlight, climbed out of bed and turned on a floor lamp. “I was just scrolling through Instablam, anyway. You can talk to me,” he said, plodding over to Muku’s bed to look the younger boy in the eyes.

That was what broke the dam, sending tears streaming down Muku’s face. Kazunari hesitated before climbing up next to him and placing his arm around his sobbing roommate.

“Hey, hey. Mukkun, shhhh....... I got you,” he murmured.

In a minute, Muku’s tears stopped flowing so freely. After the whole room was silent for a little while, Kazunari asked “Do you want me to go get Juza?”

Muku shook his head, and, voice quivering, he replied, “I think — I think I just needed to cry, Kazu-kun. Really.” He punctuated this statement with another sniffle, causing Kazunari’s brow to furrow. Still doubtful, the blond boy took his arm back, giving Muku some space if he wanted it.  Muku didn’t seem to notice the absence of Kazunari’s arm, but he did turn his head towards him.

“Hey, uh, Kazu-kun? Do you have any gay friends?” Muku’s voice trailed off at the end of his question, a little uncomfortable with what he was saying and afraid Kazunari would know what he was getting at before he said anything explicitly.

Kazunari smiled. “Totes! I’ve got loads of LGBT pals! Wait.” He laughed a little. Muku’s heart sank. Did he know what Muku was thinking? Was he going to laugh at him? Oh no, no, please, not that…..

“Dude, did you think I was straight?! LMAO, it’s not like I try to hide it.”

Muku’s jaw dropped. “You—? But you’re always going on about all the cute girls outside when we do street acts.”

The young man shrugged. “Yeah. I do like girls, but I like boys too. I like a lot of people.”

“Oh.” Muku sighed, feeling weirdly light after what Kazunari admitted. “Sorry I assumed anything, I just thought, hey, Kazunari has a lot of friends, maybe he knows some people who fell in love like in a shoujo manga and it didn’t matter that they didn’t like girls—“

“Hey.” Kazunari ruffled the middle school boy’s pink mop of hair. “Would that have anything to do with what had you so upset, Mukkun?”

He breathed in, and in what seemed to be one long exhale, Muku managed to speak practically a whole chapter. “UhhhhhhsureIthinkI’mgayandit’snotabigdealIthink. Isitabigdeal? Idon’tknowandIguessItrynottodwellonitbutifIwanttobeaprincehowcanIdothatifIdon’twanttomarryaprincessand-“

“Whoa there! Slow down, bro!” Kazunari took Muku’s hand. “I got most of that, but you need to breathe, Mukkun! Okay, go on.”

Taking a few deep breaths at his roommate’s suggestion, Muku continued. “I think, maybe, I’m gay? Because I can’t really picture my future princess, and you know about my imagination, hahaha. And there’s a boy in my class that makes my heart pound like crazy and it’s just like a shoujo manga says it should be, but that’s about boys and girls and I know it’s not…..wrong, but it doesn’t feel….right, exactly. Princes get the girl, that’s how it always is. And I don’t want to give up on that dream,” he finished as his voice started to break.

Kazunari sucked in his lips, trying to think of a response that would calm him down and cheer him up, but he didn’t want to confuse the young boy any farther. He knew himself what it was like to be in school and fall for other boys, and Muku, notorious for having his head in the clouds, made a lot of very good points. There aren’t any gay fairy tales or gay princes. And while Muku didn’t need any help getting lost in a fantasy, it can’t be easy when every romance he sees is showing him that straight is the default.

Well, he could do something about that.

Kazunari put his hand on Muku’s head again, and said, “I’m really glad you told me about this. I wish I had something more helpful to tell you right now, but I’m beat, and you probably are too. We should try to get some sleep. But you don’t have to forget about your dream, okay? You’re gonna be the best prince there ever was.”

“Okay. Good night, Kazu,” he said with a yawn. Guess Kazunari couldn’t have timed that better.

“Good night, Mukkun,” Kazunari pushed himself off of Muku’s bed, walked over to turn out the light, and then crawled back into his own bed.

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The next afternoon, Muku went to his room to drop off his school bag when he noticed a folded piece of paper on his desk that read “Prince Mukkun.” Dropping his bag and picking up the mystery paper, he opened it to find a gorgeous pencil drawing of himself in a fine military uniform, wearing a crown, and sitting atop a white horse. Even more surprising, there was a black-haired boy with a regal looking tunic and a sword standing next to the horse. There was a caption at the bottom of the page that read “The Prince and the Knight.”

Muku’s face broke out into a smile. He hadn’t signed it, but it was undeniably the work of Kazunari. Grabbing a push pin, he put the picture up on his bulletin board next to the calendar. Then, he left the dorm room to sit in the courtyard and mentally continue the story Kazunari had started for him.

[minniemixe]

Beauty And The Beast

Gangster AU

Stray Kids Fanfic

Chan x Reader

Other Appearances: GOT7 BTS

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: Violence, Mentions of stabbing

A/N: So these have been sitting in my drafts for over 7-8 months now, I wasn't really satisfied with what I wrote, around 5 chapters are already written, and since I wrote them a long time ago, Woojin is part of these series, I'm sorry I know he left but I wrote this before he left and I'd have to rewrite the entire story again if I were to remove him. I'm sorry, but please bear with me, he will not be added to my upcoming stray kids series. Thank you 😅😅. I proofread this a few times but if there are any typos please let me know 😊.

Beauty And The Beast Masterlist

Chapter 2

The entire gang was gathered in a hallroom that seemed to be a kind of place where important meetings would be held.

“Let’s get a few things straight. You will answer every question asked honestly, otherwise there will be consequences. You will be trained individually by each member, after general training which is phase one, there will be a test which will determine whether you're the one for field missions or not. Once phase one is complete, you’ll be moved to phase two, in which you will be trained for using weapons, in the end you get to choose the weapon of your choice. Phase three will determine your rank and position among the gang. You can go up in ranking but your position stays the same throughout. And lastly phase four will be a loyalty test. When you pass all four phases will be when we start to trust you. Until then you will be under supervision at all times. You will not be told our real names until you pass all the tests. With that being said lets begin with the introductions” the leader looked at the girl after the speech.

“Let's start from you, tell us your name” he pointed at her

“My name is-” she stopped mid sentence. Taking a look around the room, she realized this was her new life, everything she knows and loves is now her past.

“My name is Moon” the leader looked at her questioningly when she said that

“This is my new life, everything I know and love is now in the past. I can’t go back there, this is a new beginning. So Moon, that’s my name. I’m starting over.” Moon explained

“Fair enough. I’m CB97. I’m the leader. That’s all you need to know for now”

“I’m Woo, second in command, sniper and medic.”

“Lee Know, I do the spying and undercover work”

“SpearB, task force leader and Tech”

“HH, Spy and undercover”

“Freckles, SpearB’s right hand man and undercover”

“J.One, sniper and spy”

“Dandy, Tech leader”

“I’m I.N, I’m with Dandy and Anna”

“El, sniper and spy”

“Bree, Tattoo artist, sniper and task force”

“Anna, Medic and undercover”

“Liv, medic and task force”

“Your training starts tomorrow morning, Bree will be your first trainer. Dismissed.” With that everyone left one by one, leaving Moon by herself, she looked out from the large window to see the foreign land outside. The sky was pitch black, no stars in sight, she thought about how in a way it represented her life, dark and empty. But she was determined to change that, nights aren't always like this, the moon is bound to come out from behind the clouds and light up the dark. With that thought she too left the hall to return to her designated room. As she was opening the door to her room someone called her, she turned around to see HH standing at the door of the room across from hers “yes?” she asked

“You look calm, for someone who just joined a gang” he said

“There’s not much I can do, this is my new life after all” Moon replied

“New life? You’re saying that as if it’s a good thing.” he scoffed before continuing “This new life, is not what you think, this is your worst nightmare, by the time you get a grasp of this so called new life, you’ll be crying for your old life, you shouldn’t have taken your father’s place, he was old he was gonna die anyway, but you, you just bought yourself a one way ticket to hell” he towered over her petite figure, glaring down at her

“I’ll get through it, it can’t be that bad, you’re here, so I don’t see why I can’t be” she looked back at him with fierce eyes, she was determined to prove herself.

“Not that bad? Oh sweetheart we’re going to completely break you and then build you back up. You really think you can take that” he questioned her

“Of Course I can, and it’s not like I have any choice” she gave him a fake smile

“Who said you don’t have a choice?” he asked her, at which she gave him a confused look. He leaned close to her ear and whispered “You can always die” he smirked at her reaction and walked back to his room slamming the door loudly.

“By all means do shoot me in the head then” she sarcastically spoke before going into her own room.

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Morning came too soon for Moon’s liking, it was like she closed her eyes for one second and morning was here. Getting up from bed, freshening up, she put on a pair of black skinnies and a white t-shirt and made her way downstairs. She was met with 3 pairs of eyes looking at her from across the lounge. “Oh Good you’re awake, Bree is making breakfast, tell her you’re awake so she can make some for you too” Dandy spoke.

“Thank you for the offer but I’ll just have some water, I’m not a breakfast person” Moon replied

“Well starting from today you are, you need the energy for training” El spoke from behind her, making Moon flinch a little from the sudden voice. She nodded her head and made her way to the couch next to Dandy.

“I’m going to help Bree with the breakfast, you all behave” El said, emphasizing on the word ``behave while pointing towards Freckles and Liv, both of them shrugging their shoulders.

Moon sat awkwardly at the side while the other 3 engaged in a conversation.

“In what year were you born?” Liv asked

“Me?” Moon pointed to herself

“Yes you dumbo” she giggled, all eyes now on her.

“2000” Moon answered

“Wait what??? You look so much younger, I thought you were younger than Liv” Dandy said

“Hahaha Thanks, I guess” she awkwardly replied

“Month?” Freckles asked, surprising Moon with his deep voice, how come I didn’t notice last night, she thought to herself

“October, uuh 5th October” she replied

“So you’re older than me and younger then these two by a month” Liv spoke

“Which year were you born in?” Moon questioned

“2002, which means I’m 18” she replied

“Did you have a job before coming here?” Freckles asked

“I own an online business, basically I anonymously do what my clients ask me to do, it could be hacking, it could be designing an entire software, or developing a program, anything related to computers honestly. It’s one of the biggest illegal online platforms. It’s called GhostLand (a/n: I hope this doesn’t already exist and sorry I suck at coming up with nice names)”

“Wait YOU’RE the one who runs GhostLand!?” Dandy exclaimed

“Yes? Why do you sound so surprised?” Moon asked

“Because you may or may not be the one who basically taught me everything I know” Dandy answered

“Wait what? You’re one of my students?” Moon was so surprised at this point

“He’s your student, aren’t you like 16” CB spoke from behind her

“Do I really look that young, I mean I’m not complaining, but 16? I’m 20” Moon turned around to speak

“You’re tiny, that’s why” he said getting closer to her face, smirking at her

Moon’s heartbeat increased due to the close proximity of his face, Damn you’re hot, she thought.

“Looks like I’ll now be giving you lessons in person” Moon spoke, trying to distract herself from the attractive man sitting beside her on the sofa’s arm.

“Wait does that mean she knows more than you” Liv questioned

“Not necessarily, I mean he subscribed with me to learn hacking and creating viruses. In that area I may be the one to know more, because I’m not going to teach him everything that I know, he could potentially use it against me” Moon explained

“Did you know about Dandy’s identity when he became your student, like his real name, age and other things” The leader interrogated

“No, I only knew his username which also happened to be Dandy_Boi”

“And you never did a background check” he questioned

“Anonymity is essential between me and my clients, they don’t know who I am and I don’t ask for their identity either, my only concern is the money I make. The only time I do background check is when they try to hack my server. Which has only been twice, both times with the police.”

“Impressive, you’re not all useless” the leader commented.

“Useless?!?!?!?!? Excuse you but I’m not useless, and you should know that, if I was useless as you claim I am, I wouldn’t be here, I cracked all your security protocols and walked right into your house, if anything your security is useless” Moon was furious, she hated being talked down to.

“Feisty, you’ll fit right in” he patted her head and left, surprising everyone.

“Wow, someone’s the leader’s favorite already” Dandy smiled at Moon.

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Dodging Bree’s third attack, Moon lost her footing and fell down.

“You’re familiar with a lot of moves” Bree stated

“Well, a girl’s gotta know how to defend herself in this cruel world” Moon answered.

“Are you sure that’s all there is”

“What do you mean?” Moon questioned

“I don’t know, something is fishy about you, I can’t seem to put a finger on it” Bree said

“Yeah? Like what?” Moon threw a punch, “Like your father not being able to pay the debt.” Bree successfully dodged her “You showing up within days of him being taken in” she continued, punching Moon in the stomach “You owning one of the largest online illegal platforms” Bree kicked her leg causing her to fall flat on her back. Moon recovered quickly, getting up she attacked Bree again “Trust me, it’s all just a coincidence”. Bree twisted Moon’s arm and locked it around her neck “See that’s the thing we ca- ooff” Moon elbowed Bree in the side of her stomach catching her off guard. “Trust me? I know, that’s why I’m willing to do anything to earn it” quickly spinning around she kicked Bree in her stomach causing her to stumble back and collide with the wall. “That won’t be easy” Bree said walking towards her “I know” Moon sighed.

“You’re good and fast at learning, You’ll pass phase one quickly” Bree assured the girl

“Thank you, what’s next?” she asked

“Nothing, you’re dismissed for today, we’ve been doing this for more than 5 hours, it’s almost dinner time” Bree told and left the girl alone in the gym.

For the next few days Moon trained with Bree, learning new tricks quickly, the older woman was impressed with how quickly she was adapting. Her next instructor was SpearB. He had a triangular face and he gave off a dark aura, he wasn’t much taller than Moon but he was muscular which made him look much larger than the girl he was training. With him, training wasn’t easy due to the difference in size. With Bree, even though Moon had less experience, both the girls were skinny and there wasn’t much difference in size other than Bree being taller than Moon. However with SpearB, Moon proved to be much weaker than him. Training with him always ended with her in multiple bruises on her body and a split lip every time. After two weeks and an extremely aching body, Moon was finally able to win against SpearB, but not with strength rather by using tricks.

Her next training session was with HH, this wasn’t going to be easy considering neither of them got along with the other. “Today we’re going to be using knives” HH smirked at Moon “Knives??? Isn’t weapon training in phase two?” She asked

“Sweetheart your opponent isn’t going to play fair, if they run out of bullets they’ll fight you with fist and knives. It won’t be a martial arts ring, there will be no rules, you’ll be in a do or die situation, you need to be ready for anything.” he explained

Moon was dreading training with HH, he would cut her with his knife every chance he got, by the end of fifth day Moon had a large scar on her thigh and across her back along with other small cuts around her body. However Moon was learning quickly so she didn’t spare HH either, he too had a small scar across his chest. Today was no different, the two had been training for hours on end, Moon was able to successfully dodge his attacks until he swiped his knife under Moon’s right breast, cutting her and ruining her training bra. “Son of a bitch” Moon cursed. She kicked him in his side, making him stumble. She went to punch him but he grabbed her arm and twisted her around locking her in a chokehold, Moon grabbed her knife that was tucked in the waist of her shorts and cut his forearm, once she was out of his grasp she went to kick him again until he fell, straddling his lap she pinned him to the ground putting her knife against his throat “You’re dead” she spoke. Suddenly she felt pain in her side, she looked down to see the cause, to find his knife stabbed in her waist.

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A/N: I added a few extra characters (girls) cuz I just thought 9 boys with one girl was kinda overrated.

[fizzingwizard]

We got episode 3 “Into the Digital World”! And the good news is we are still Very Much at it with the Taishiro lol

This pic pretty much sums up the whole episode for me:

❤️!

Spoilers under the cut...

So let’s knock the most important thing off right away, at the end of the ep they DO go to a real digital world!

And it looks like a child’s fantasy... a beautiful natural world full of amazing creatures. I have no idea how similar it’s gonna be to the world we know, though! So far everything’s different, even things that seem the same. Keeps me guessing.

The landscape is pretty intriguing. Looks like a planet/moon on the horizon? And I’m sure that interesting island’s gotta mean something...

But back to the beginning.

So last week, I was all boggled because they introduced Omegamon and Jogress so early. It was easy to think that since they’d started this hype wave, they were gonna keep riding it out, especially with Hikari and Takeru seeming to receive magic feathers and all. Well, that’s not really how it goes down.

The battle is very quiet, with few words - none at all from Taichi or Yamato until Koushirou gets their attention. I am not 100% sure about this, but from the way Taichi looks to the side when an attack comes his way and Omegamon then takes it out, I think it might mean Taichi and Yamato have some mental work of their own to do to help Omegamon fight and that’s why they’re so quiet. But that’s just a thought. I do love the idea that the kids’ ties to their Digimon have more of an affect on their ability to battle than just their evolutions.

One thing a Jogress does is make you glow. Yeah yeah, we glowed before too. No, I mean GLOW.

Like, nonstop.

Also, I have figured out that Taichi and Yamato must have suction cups on their shoes and that’s how they don’t fall off Omegamon while he’s hurtling all over the place

Cue awesome rock version of the theme song battle music!! Omegamon kills nu!Diaboromon the same way he kills him in Our War Game, with a STAB. But that doesn’t stop the missile. Here I thought would be Koushirou’s turn to shine, but aside from continuing to keep tabs on things, he doesn’t get to join in the fight this time.

Omegamon is somehow able to detect missiles, I guess?

And lock on to the infected one, which conveniently shows an actual lock, is red, and even has the monster’s eyeball symbol. We also see a bunch of Digi code before this.

He absorbs the powers of all the Crests into his sword (!!) ...

(notice they’re still glowing!)

... and stabs it. Because in Digimon, stabbing is always the answer.

BOOM shakalaka

People of Tokyo: Wow that’s bright! I should probably avert my eyes or put on sunglasses. But first, to Instagram!

Thanks, Kouushirou’s computer.

The missle blows up way up high and no one gets hurt. They also don’t seem to care all that much about what this is either! Seconds later everyone’s devices lose power, including Koushirou’s computer. He is very distressed, but the outage doesn’t last long.

Yamato and Taichi’s suction cups finally lose their grip and they fall away into a bright light...

Omegamon became a butterfly!!

It is now certain, Taichi didn’t pull a Kouichi xD He’s perfectly fine. That’s the RIGHT way to get in and out of the digital world at a train station. Take notes, kids.

OK before we move on I must take a second to appreciate these text messages Koushirou receives from someone named Mr.Unknown (gee I’m sure we’ll never hear from him again!)

OMG my life is

WHAT KIND OF REACTION IS THAT TO YOUR IMMINENT DEATH!?!?

“Someone stop it!” Suddenly Japanese (also from Mr.Unkown)

Twenty bucks says this guy is Gennai? Ryou? Wallace? KEN?!

no don’t bet against me please, I have no money.

Have an adorable Hikari, who didn’t get to do anything with the feather in the end. Who knows if she even really has it. She DOES seem to totally know what happened with her brother though. Takeru might know also? But Hikari definitely does. Our little oracle is back.

So Taichi is fine, Koushirou is fine, Yamato is fine. They all get back to the human world safely. Taichi and Koushirou head home, wondering if all that really happened, talking about what could happen next. More importantly, the Taishiro power returns at full throttle.

Koushirou: Do you know about this? This? This?

Taichi: Hmm... hmmm... hmmm.. thinking makes my head hurt...

(Like I rag on Taichi for not thinking but tbh he’s quite the thinker and planner... maybe more so in this season than in the original.)

Gloves returned to pocket. Goggles still at the ready.

Then Taichi reaches out his hand... Koushirou stares at it like he’s not quite sure what to do with it. And Taichi’s like, “Thank you so much, for everything, you were a huge help!”

Koushirou: “But I didn’t do anything.”

Taichi: “You helped so much by doing all that research! You’re awesome!”

Koushirou: :D “Y-Yeah!!”

He agrees that he’s awesome!! My baby!!

They shake hands! They’re such good friends now!

... Then Taichi walks backwards out of the elevator with his hand still outstretched, staring at Koushirou

WHAT

WHAT THE HECK IS THIS!?!?

This show producers aren’t even TRYING to hide their bias hahaha okay that’s the Taishiro fan in me but HOW ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO READ THIS SCENE CMON LIKE!?

So Taichi’s about to go home, and at this point I’m thinking “I guess Koushirou’s never gonna ask that question about camp...!”

Then Taichi is like, “Oh yeah, didn’t you have a question about camp?”

Fricking. TAICHI.

I am absolutely stunned that it’s him who brings up Koushirou’s original errand xD Koushirou himself has completely forgotten about it! (Too busy basking in the glow of being called awesome about twenty times in what this episode establishes is less than an hour!)

Seriously Taichi is SUCH A DAD!? His mom comes home and tells him about her day. Hikari comes over and he pats her on the head and tells her she was brave and did a good job. All he needs is a newspaper and a tie to reach peak Dad-ness.

Hikari: “Thanks big brother!”

Taichi: “...? For?”

So about Yamato... on the elevator Taichi realizes he never found out where Yamato lives...

... It’s Shimane. Grandma’s house in Shimane! Well I mean, they could make it somewhere else, but the point is it’s super inaka countryside. Yamato has a call with Takeru which makes it seem like they indeed don’t live together, as Takeru shyly asks Yamato if he’ll come visit since it’s summer break, and Yamato says he does intend to go to Tokyo and see him. Not sure yet who Yamato’s living with, if it’s still his dad or he lives with his grandparents in this version, or there’s some other reason he’s not in Tokyo...

Yamato also asks if Takeru’s okay, and Takeru replies he was inside all day so he’s fine. That’s what makes me think Takeru knows about Yamato going to the digital world. He might not, but I like the idea that he does. My guess would be he knows because he’s seen Yamato do it or something, whereas Hikari just knows because she’s psychic :P

Then guess what! WE GO TO CAMP!

Only for like, two minutes, though. That was a bummer for me. Camp is just a vehicle to introduce a couple other characters, then they go home. Well, we don’t need two of the exact same show I guess... I’ll just appreciate this as a nod to the original.

First we see Jou! He’s hancho again and trying to tell other kids how to use a knife. He immediately cuts his finger. Good ole Jou I can’t wait to have him back.

Taichi and Koushirou are walking around camp and Koushirou trips due to Jou yelling and basically throws his laptop straight into the air

Laptop: “FREEEEEDOM!”

Mr Superior Reflexes AKA Taichi quickly grabs Koushirou and prevents him from smashing face first into the dirt. GOSH THEY JUST WILL NOT STOP WITH THE TAISHIRO. I CANNOT.

Koushirou: “H-H-Human c-c-contact?!?!?! Is this SKINSHIP”

Like y’all know this isnt my fault right? I wouldn’t have to say these things if the show didn’t make it so durn easy. Bahahahaha.

Guess who catches the laptop! Soooooraaaaa!

My girl is back! She’s got butterflies!

Koushirou says he knows who she is because the girls in his class always talk about how she’s so cooooool!

This episode establishes that Sora is 1) popular 2) well-liked 3) responsible 4) quick-thinking 5) athletic 6) Taichi’s old friend 7) coooooool in like, thirty seconds.

Taichi and Koushirou continue to spend aaaaaall their time together. My one complaint here is that all they do is talk about the digital world. And while I know it’s no surprise, the one thing I always loved about old Adventure was that to a certain extent, the kids got to act like kids. Of course they had uncanny adult wisdom and ability to sit still, lol. I understand that. So far in this show, they’re not really acting like children even a little bit. It’s all superheroing. That’s how I feel at the moment though - the only one I expect to really act like a child is Takeru, and probably Mimi, I’d guess. I do hope we get to see a larger range of personality from all of them in the future. It is only episode three.

Koushirou’s icon is a pineapple <3

So there’s a new threat but it’s not as obvious as the old one. Another power outage happens but they don’t know how important it is right away. Then both Taichi and Koushirou’s digivices start to glow! Taichi runs out, and here we finally got some new personality from him, something beyond friendliness and bravery: He really, really wants to see Agumon again. He’s already feeling the depth of that bond and it’s really been weighing on him that they parted so abruptly. He has so many questions. I would say, Koushirou talked about the digital world non stop because he finds it interesting, but Taichi talked about it because he misses Agumon. (Koushirou after all hasn’t met Tentomon yet.)

Before he can run out, Taichi runs into Hikari in the living room. She’s worried, and she clearly knows what he’s up to, but all she says is “Itterasshai.” I super appreciate that the set up and lighting is the same as these scenes between the two of them in original Adventure! It’s a total throwback to that hallmark ep of Adventure, episode 21.

Unable to think about anything but seeing Agumon again, Taichi runs outside to the train station where Koushirou is (I wonder if the train station is going to become like their base point or something). He doesn’t even notice Sora, but she notices him...

... and in true Sora fashion, immediately turns around and starts chasing after Taichi without a word xD

ugh I will always hate how PINK she is in this

Sora: “Taichi’s running somewhere awful fast... he has that look on his face... he’s going to get into trouble ugh I just know it”

The digivices glow and both Taichi and Koushirou disappear into the digital world. As they go through the vortex, we see a bunch of colored lights...

So this one is clearly Taichi and Koushirou, and Sora as well. My guess is she gets swallowed up as a result of following Taichi.

However, over here we have Yamato, Jou, and Mimi, but why would they all be together? Yamato’s fine, but how are the other two getting in?

It doesn’t seem like Takeru’s joining this time, which is interesting. But I might be wrong - only episode 4 will tell.

Taichi wakes up in the real Digital World and is finally reunited with Agumon. End episode 3 <3

I’m really curious about what’s coming next! I’m still pretty shocked that a Jogress happened so early, but I’m gonna guess now that we might not see it again for a good long while. My prediction is that Yamato’s gonna be more like the lone wolves of other seasons (Ken, Ruki, Kouji, etc) who don’t want to join the main team right away, then suddenly just do. Everyone loves a rogue hero. I am super excited for the whole team to be together though so we can see all those personality dynamics grow! I really want them to not go home for a while and have to live by their wits, but I don’t think that’s the way this show wants to go, it wants the drama of going back and forth between lives... OTOH, we now know for sure that it IS summer break, so I suppose they don’t really have a NEED to go home. Maybe we’ll get a bit of both - they usually go home after, but sometimes end up on a longer stay?

I think what I need most from this show is the rest of the team before it will really feel like Digimon Adventure to me. So looking forward to episode 4!

eta: I totally forgot about the pics I took of the trailer for next week!

Look how awesome this is! This is exactly what I am hoping sticks around for a good long time! We need the partners to bond and we need to live up to the name of “Adventure”!

Since the trailer only shows Taichi and Sora, I wonder if that means everyone’s split up. Koushirou’s light seemed a bit distant from the other two in that screencap up there, so maybe he lands somewhere else and they all have to find each other. Makes sense, really. I’d expected that for the other three but figured Koushirou would be with Taichi... but it’ll be awesome if he has to try to get by on his own in the beginning. Also, so excited for Birdramon!

Bonus: I found a vid on youtube that claimed to have English subs and I clicked out of curiosity... this is what it wrote when Taichi says “Koushirou”:

X’D Koushirou has so many nicknames now. DJ Wiseman, Kou the Bro, Awesome, Taichi’s New God, Godzilla... I love Youtube.

[missartus]

Merry Christmas!

Figured that I should write a post at Christmas, given all the chaos that’s been 2020 lol. Well, for one, Covid’s still here and so it’s still been pretty hard for everyone. Personally, my Christmas obviously changed in a way that it’s more chill this time around. Not that I’m complaining ‘cause this is probably my most preferred way of celebrating the holidays, but I’d rather have a chill Christmas because I wanted it and not because the circumstances forced us to. I didn’t even bother to dress up nor put on some makeup because I was really lazy to do so, and to be honest, the Christmas spirit isn’t really as felt this time around. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who feels this. 

Anyway, I didn’t really intend to make a depressing post LOL. It’s the other way around, actually. I’ve been meaning to write something for a few days now but I’ve been lazy. I actually wanted to say that given all the chaos, thankfully I had a couple of things that kept me sane. They’re mostly new hobbies and interests, and some may come off as a shock, even. So here are my life updates so far. A list of things that helped me survive 2020 😌

Baking

It started with a box of pancake mix. A few months back, I was supposed to make some pancakes for an afternoon snack, but then I was kinda tired with eating pancakes that I wondered if there is any other way I can turn that mix into. I eventually ended up with these hard chocolate turnovers lmao. After that, I was suddenly baking almost every week. So far, I’ve baked coffee buns, lemon bars, pandesal!, pound cakes, cookies (ofc), and cinnamon rolls. I’m targeting to go for naked cakes but I am yet to buy an electric mixer. For someone who hates measurements and all, it’s a shock for me to be into baking. But it’s been so therapeutic for me. The kneading of the dough, the whisking, mixing, the rise, the waiting on the oven — so zen. I guess, it’s cause it keeps my mind off of things, and whenever I bake, I’m just so focused on what I’m doing. So it’s like, I’m in my own bubble of productivity for a long while. Also, I’d say it kinda helps with my self-esteem, as baking has allowed me to prove to myself that I can do something delish. Whenever I look at the finished products, I couldn’t believe that I, me, Mich, me, did that! I think that happened when I made pandesals and when I really liked the cinammon rolls. I was like, “Omg, I can’t believe I did this!” Aside from my fam, I’ve sent a few of my pastries to friends as well, and some say that I should start a business already lol. But that’s so far from my mind right now. I mean, I’d want to, in the future. But not sometime soon. I still want to enjoy this season where I’m plainly learning and enjoying the process of baking. I don’t, and am not, prepared for the pressure and hassle of it all yet. 🤪

Workout

I’ve been working out for a few years now but I wasn’t as consistent as how I’ve been the past couple of months. I used to workout every freaking day, but lately it would just be about thrice or four times a week. My past blog posts would give you a hint about my relationship with my body and food. It hasn’t been really nice in general, but working out really does help me improve my mindset towards my body image. Admittedly, I began working out because I wanted to lose weight, but eventually (and thankfully), it transformed into me working out because it makes me strong and it benefits my mental health a lot. I do a variety, although most times I’d do cardio, then I’ll just pair it up with either weights or another round of cardio but dance.

The process has been fun, and I don’t really pressure myself or limit myself when it comes to food. I still eat whatever’s there, but right now it’s all portion control, really. In all fairness, I think because I’ve been working out, my appetite isn’t as huge as it used to be. I get fuller fast these days, and I rarely binge-eat, unless I re-stock on Korean grocery food hahahaha. Anyway speaking of Korean, here’s my last interest update...

BTS

Yup. As in that K-pop boyband. As in Bangtan Sonyeondan. As in that band who’s taking over the world. What a plot twist, right? I’ve never been into K-pop to begin with, so BTS (and eventually, K-pop in general) is probably my biggest musical plot twist so far. I initially was supposed to write a whole separate blog post about this (because that’s how OBSESSED I AM WITH BTS) but I figured that I’ll just include them in this “life update” entry. But for real, it began back in October, when I saw this screenshot of RM’s WeVerse comment/reply to a fan. I’m pasting it here for reference lol.

For some reason, I was really impressed after seeing this. I’ve known the band for a while already. I know how big they are and I even have friends who are huge fans. I’ve seen a couple of their online content in the past as well, but I think it was this image that made me really realize why they’ve been getting so much attention and why their fanbase just keeps on growing. This was the first time that I “got it”, if you know what I mean. Anyway, a bit after that my ARMY friends messaged me and I was immediately swooped into the world of BTS. I don’t regret any of it though haha! I have so much feelings about this topic (lololol) but I’ll try to hold back. Who knows, I might continue with that separate blog post anyway 💁‍♀️ My bias is Namjoon (my goodness, this man is such a dream), while my bias wrecker is Jimin. Although I think my bias wrecker changes everyday now lmao. 😂 I’ll say this though, it wasn’t their pretty faces that got me. If anything, I think that really comes as secondary, because what made me an Army was their talent, their story, and their character. These boys are really men of substance, and their songs and advocacy can attest to how principled they are. Their songs have also helped me so much as I am still in the process of improving myself, my mental health, and all these introspective things. I remember this one time where I bawled my eyes out when I was reading through the English translation of Answer: Love Myself. In a year when I almost lost myself again due to how depressing this year was, it feels good to root for something, or in this case, someone, and see them flourish in success. They really started at the bottom, and I guess in a way their story also inspires me to keep on doing what I’m doing, knowing that someday, everything will make sense and I’ll finally make it. 

BTS also led me to listen to other K-pop acts as well such as Day6 (another fave!), Monsta X, Shinee, IU, Henry, and BlackPink (very recently hahaha) Ok, I’ll stop right there. 😬 Funny how I just cannot get the K-pop hype for so many years, and now I’m genuinely enjoying it. It’s become my go-to work soundtrip also as I don’t get carried away by singing along to the lyrics as, ofc, it’s in a different language lol.

Plants

I remember last year when my colleagues at work gave me this plant and they assured me that it won’t die but it did. It kinda made me think that I don’t have a green thumb and that I can never maintain a plant. But guess what, I have about 7 plants now and THEY’RE ALL THRIVING SO WELL. I’m so invested in these plant babies and I’m so proud of myself that they’re all so alive and doing well. There were some scares, I admit. Like this one time when I attempted to re-pot my Syngonium Arrowhead and it almost died lol but I re-did it and thankfully it resurrected hahahahaha. Again, just like what I said about BTS and my baking, my plants are also testament to how it feels nice to root for (no pun intended) something and see them thrive, and how it feels so satisfying and reassuring to see something that I’ve been taking care of live healthy and happy. 

So yeah, there’s that. 

Those are what my life has been circling around these days. As I’ve said, I’m very grateful that I got into these things, little as they may seem as compared to others. But hey, they make me happy, and I think at this point in time, as long as something makes you happy and sane, that’s all that matters. You do you, girl. Wow, I can’t believe that I wrote this long. It’s been a while since I did! Anyway, I’m gonna end this here now as it’s getting late and I still have stuff to do. 

Merry Christmas!

[gloriousprofessorhan]

Locked

You’re locked in a building with EXO D.O!

(re-upload ‘Locked’, AFF, 2018)

You looked around and found the building is almost empty, only one last person beside you standing in front of a big glass door.

“The new security system seems good.” he said while you made your way towards him to look at the thing he was talking about. You’re the brand manager at one of most luxurious boutique in your city, the boutique takes place in the heart of the town and sell limited goods of luxury items. “You’re gonna stay in late?” your co-worker asked you.

You nodded, “year end report...” 

“Good luck.” he playfully jabbed your shoulders, he’s the engineer of the building who is also your friend in college, so you kind of close with him, as friends, and he already have a lovely girlfriend. “if you feel threaten remember the CCTV that works is the one in west side, also remember the blind spots.”

“You guys haven’t repaired the east wing?” you know there’s some problems with the CCTV at the east wing which is facing the storage and part of the office. your co-worker shook his head, “this boutique sell many expensive items, your team should fix it soon!” 

“I will, ma’am.” he often teasing you because you’re practically own the high position in this boutique.

You snickered before pushing him away, “go! spent this lovely Christmas eve with your girl.”

“Should I feel bad for you?” he asked.

“Yeah, you better feel bad for me because even the security decided to take leave today.” you rolled your eyes and he laughs. you stretched your arms after he left, peeking gently to the see the clock. 10.11 pm. your working hour ended 5 hours a go and you went home to take a shower, and prepared to stay at the office because you need to do your report.

This task could actually be done during the working hour if its not for the chaos happened to your department during the day. There’s a big fashion event and year end award event held in your city since three days ago, all fashionistas and celebrities need to be dressed up and the boutique where you work is one of the place who sell the bottomline of trendy yet luxurious items which makes all the stylist came and fight for a piece for their clients.

You walked around and checked every corner of the store, the window display, you nod in satisfaction for the work of your visual merchandising team. then you went to the jewellery section, admiring the new pieces of Tiffanys and Franks. you move to the shoes and bags section. silently loving the silence. 

You went to the back where there’s a small coffeeshop in the middle of beautiful indoor garden full of flowers and tropical plants, this coffeeshop is free of charge for client to wait for their shopping bags. you made yourself a cup of coffee while scanning the cool chiller which have mini cakes, scones, and pastries. This boutique is surely a wonderful place.

Suddenly you hear something rustling.

You froze on you place and sharpened your ear.

Krssk.

Is it a rat? no, impossible. you knew the cleaning team here is more than professional to let one little mice sneaking around the building.

Krsskk.

You started to feel scared. is it a ghost? nah. You don’t believe in them.

“W-who’s there?” you tried to sounds fine. You hands are looking for something you can use as a weapon. “WHO”S THERE???” 

suddenly the wall storage--storage which seamless on a wall--door is open and a man came out. You gasped and he looked surprised too.

“DO NOT MOVE!!” you shouted at him. “I have a knife in my hand!” you showed him your hand.

His big round eyes turn his gaze towards your hand and looking at the knife you brought, “but that’s a plastic knife...” he said in a funny english.

“You never know what i can do with this.” you tried to sounds violent.

“Okay. i’m scared. now let me explain.” he said.

You scanned him from head to toe, and as someone who work for fashion world you know exactly what he wears. a good branded stuff... “YOU’RE A THIEF!!” 

“What??” he scrunched his eyes.

“Take off your clothes!!”

“WHAT???” he raised his voice.

“You heard me! you’re a thief! you took ‘em all from here!!”

“This??” he pointed at himself, “This is my clothes!!”

You paused. well, those clothes for sure are branded and his t-shirt was limited, but you knew it was from the last season, not the latest, your boutique doesn’t have them anymore. but still why would someone who wear such a nice clothes is sneaking around an empty store.

You suddenly ran to a corner to a button which only staff would know. A new security system that had been installed just now. you pushed it and the loud sound of machine working and clicking locking all the doors. “HA! NOW YOU’RE TRAPPED HERE, THIEF!!!”

The guy raised his eyebrows, “yeah, with you.”

oh shit.

You scoffed, trying to sounds relax, “nope, i know how to escape. i work here. so, i know.”

“No, you don’t” he chuckled.

You didn’t say anything but you still have the plastic knife in front of you, pointing at him.

“Would you let me explain now?” he asked.

You have no choice but to slightly nod.

“This might sounds crazy, but-uhm-I’m a celebrity who ran away from fans and ended up hiding behind those wall storage.” he explained.

You’re trying to look for any sane information there, “you’re a what?” you chuckles, bitterly chuckling.

“I’m not lying.”

“Pfft...hahaha...hahahaha...” you laughs, half mocking.

“Google me.”

“Hahahah... hahahaha... a celebrity who ran away from fans? if your fans is that many, why you’re walking alone?” you asked, “sir, i saw many celebrities come and go in this store, and if they’r really famous, they will walk around with a manager, one or two bodyguards... hahaha... you cannot fool me, sir.”

“Seriously, google me.”

You have no choice, you fished your cellphone from the back of your jeans and still with high caution, you open google app, “what’s your name.”

“Doh Kyungsoo.”

You lift your head to him, “huh??”

“Exo D.O” he said, “letter D, dot, letter O”

You typed EXO D.O and articles and images starts flowing in. Still very cautious, you click images and trying to match the face. the guy took off his hat and showed you his face and hair.

Okay, they looked the same. but you still need more proof. “D.O, when is your birthday?”

“January 12, 1993, come on, that’s too easy. go search D.O mole, or beauty spot. something other people can’t copy.”

You squints your eyes but searched what he asked.

“Here.” he turned a bit and pointing at some places behind his ears, “are we good now?”

You raised one of your eyebrows, “why are you here?”

“i told you i was running away from fans... okay okay, let me explain to you from the start.” he took a deep breathe, “i am D.O from EXO, i don’t know if you knew about EXO or not, but we’re kind of biggest K-pop boyband right now.”

“Really?” your voice doesn't shows that you're convinced.

He nodded, “and i came here for the award ceremony yesterday, and tomorrow we’re going back to Seoul. this afternoon i thought i’m just gonna stay at he hotel but, i suddenly feel like shop some new clothes.” he explains, “and about the manager or bodyguard, yeah, i supposedly go with them... but, my hotel is very near and i think being in disguise would be enough because you know, bodyguards draw more attention...”

You can understand what he meant, so you nodded.

“But, i met some fans outside the hotel and they recognised me. I ran and i saw this store, i know this store because it’s quite famous, so i get in, hoping the security would stop them, but i was wrong, they were able to follow me in. Then i found the storage, i get in, and stayed there.”

“Until now? i mean, how long you’ve been there??”

“I don’t know...” you saw a pink blush on his cheek, "running exhaust me... i kind of... fell asleep...”

You cursed yourself for find it adorable.

"Can you now put down the plastic weapon?" he asked, but you won't let your guard down, so you moved it down a bit but you still glaring at him. “So...” he said, “are we good now?”

You slowly nodded.

“Can you unlock the door now?” And that got you frozen, and he seems to realised that, “don’t say that...”

“W-well they just renew the security system here, and I,I,” you clear your throat, “I’m still figuring out how to-”

“Are you out of your mind??” he widens his eyes, “if i was really a thief, why would you mindlessly locking yourself with a criminal??”

You feel something strangely bubbling in your heart because he looked genuinely worried behind his high pitched voice, “I... uh...”

He shook his head in disbelief, “you’re unbelievable.”

“Don’t worry, okay, I’ll ask my engineer.” you took your cellphone and trying to call your friend. No answer. You’re looking at the small clock in the corner of your phone screen. 10.53 pm. there’s no way he’s asleep, “wait...” you texted him and waiting. “Should we, uh, call the police?”

“And tell them what?” he asked, “tell them that a celebrity is locked with you here because you think he’s a thief?”

“Maybe...”

“That’s not a good idea... let alone the fact my fans are gonna find out.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“If they knew you’re accusing me for something i didn’t do... i’m sure you’re not gonna like what they’re gonna do to you.” he sighs.

“Okay, okay, I really have no idea why your fans sounds more like an evil step mother, but okay, let’s just wait.” you sat on a chair and open your laptop, “meanwhile, i gotta work.”

he sat on the other table, looking around, “oh shit, is that a CCTV?”

you lift your head, “yeah, never saw one?”

“No, i mean, how you gonna explain this?” he pointed at himself and you.

You freeze like a deer meeting a lion. “Oh my... oh!” you suddenly shouts, “this is a secret but the CCTV in east wing is broken.”

“Broken??” he sounds about to say another ‘unbelievable’.

“Yeah, yeah, i know, but they’re gonna fix it soon.” you said, “let’s see the boon, you’re not caught locked here with me.” you fixed your eyes on the screen again while praying your friend reply the text soon.

But it was almost half an hour and your phone didn’t get any messages.

“Damn it! where is he??” you checked your phone for the third times, you pressed call again and he still didn’t pick it up for you.

“Ah.” you heard Kyungsoo whining and you saw him hold his stomach.

“You okay?”

“I’m just... hungry.”

You hold your laughter, “just take any cakes, whatever.” 

He looked around, and rose from his eat to look over the chiller, “scones... can i have one?”

You briefly nodded, “make yourself coffee or any drinks if you want.”

He was making himself busy behind the counter while you continue working, and after another hour you wrapped up one report and about to move to another report when Kyungsoo called you.

“Hey.”

You turned your head.

“I didn’t know your name.” he said.

“Oh,” you said your name and he repeated it for you. Unknowingly you smiled.

“You want to order something ma’am?” he playfully asked you, “it’s kinda rude when you just sit in my coffeeshop, working, without ordering anything.”

And you decided to play along, you rose from your seat and went to the counter, “hmm... Can I have one...” you’re looking at the menu, “caramel macchiato.”

“We... uhm, we don’t have that at the moment.”

You raised your eyebrows, “why?”

“Because...” he clears his throat, “i can’t make that! you should be considerate to this not-so-expert barista.”

“Okay...” you put your finger on your chin, “cappuccino.”

“We... also don’t have that at the moment.”

“What?” you scoffed, “then what do you sell?”

“Iced americano.”

“I can’t drink black coffee.”

“Hmm...” he’s humming, “cafe latte?”

“Can you make that?”

“I just have to pour the milk on top of espresso, right?” he made a whispering gesture, and then he laughs, and his heart shaped lips captured your heart.

You spent the next minutes having conversation with him while he’s making the drinks. He asked you about your work, why you like fashion. You told him about the chaotic whenever there’s an award shows, or fashion shows, when all the stylist fighting for a piece of limited edition goods. And he told you about the situation in an award shows, where most celebrities are either bored or sleepy from long haul but they have to appear super fresh and happy.

“But of course not everyone is like that, some of us are actually excited to see other groups performance,” he said, “it’s rare for us.” he pour the milk after the espresso and ice, and slide it on the table for you to take.

You took it and stir it before sipping it.

“How’s it?” he sat across you on the table.

“I’ve taste worse.” you joked.

He laughs, “you remind me of my member who also can’t drink black coffee.”

“Member?”

“Uh, band mate, we called it member.” he said.

“So, you’re the vocalist? or?”

“No, no, i’m not in the band, it’s a boyband.” he said, “don’t tell me you never heard one.”

“Oh, i know that.” you playfully winked, “i was just joking, because you clearly told me that your band was the biggest boyband now?”

he smirks, “i’m telling you the fact.”

“So tell me about this band mate, i mean, member who can’t drink black coffee.”

“His name is Kai, he’s like a baby, but the babiest is Sehun. he’s the youngest and he really act like one.” he stirs his iced americano.

“So, it’s boyband or a daycare? why there are so many babies?”

Kyungsoo laughs, “smart!” he said while his gaze linger to study your face features.

“Tell me your band again? is it XO?”

He was a bit startled when you turned to him and caught him staring at you. “E-X-O.” he spelled it, then he pull his chair closer to you, “that one,” he pointed a picture and you click it and the bigger picture appear, “That’s Kai in the middle, and that’s Sehun, the tall one on the left side.”

“He’s so handsome.”

“Yup, he’s like the visual of the group.”

“Visual?”

“Face of the group. the most handsome.” he explains.

“What about you?”

“Well, i’m just... the ordinary guy in the group.”

“I don’t believe you.” you search for his name again and his profile appear, “awards for movies and drama?” you read an article called ‘things that makes you in love with D.O.’. “Super talented, voice of a true singer, great dancer, really?”

“No, no, Kai and Sehun is the dancer... i’m just a vocalist.”

“Sing for me!”

Kyungsoo a little startled.

“Come on.”

“I don’t know what to sing.”

“Just whatever.”

“Oh, never gonna let you go... Giving you my heart and soul... I'll be right here with you for life... Oh, baby, all I wanna do... Is spend my every second with you... So look in my eyes... I'll be by your side... Yeah, look in my eyes... I'll be by your side... For life.” his eyes never left you, and you feel warm creeping up your face. 

You’re stunned, his voice is so good, the echo in the building seems to compliment him well, and you blame on his soft voice that made you couldn’t stop looking at his lips. “wow... wow...” you’re clapping, you suddenly feel awkward because the guy sitting next to you is now became more and more attractive. “Now dance.”

He laughs at your assertive voice, “seriously?”

You nodded.

“Okay, no.” he sips his drink. then he lift his head, “or, i could just teach you how to dance.”

“Me? no, i’m so stiff.”

“Come on, be fun!” he pointed at your laptop, “go look for our music video and you decide which one you wanna learn.”

You wanted to rejecting him but when you saw Kyungsoo in a music video you accidentally clicked, where he was rolling his body, your lips betrayed your brain, “let’s practice this.”

He peeked on the screen, “The Eve?? no, no, that’d be too... provocative.”

“Chicken out?”

Kyungsoo staring at you, “try search Love Shot.” he said.

You typed the word and watch the video, and you mentally cursing when the member you remembered as the baby who can’t drink black coffee starts dancing, “this should be illegal, no?”

“And yet you were asking for me to dance the Eve.” Kyungsoo playfully rolled his eyes.

“Hey, hey, hey, i think i have the costume!” you stood up excitedly because anything related to fashion excites you. “I’ll wear red suit like the middle dancer.”

“Kai.”

“Yeah, okay, Kai.” you said, “and you’re gonna be you. “Green turtle-neck, black suit...” you’re now busy taking some clothes from here and there while Kyungsoo is watching you.

“You’re very passionate about your work.” he murmured, and not sure if you heard him, but he continued, “I really like to se someone got immersed by their work... and you look pretty that way.”

You had some clothes on your hand, “what did you say?”

“Huh?” he paused, “you... need help?”

-

“Move your hand like this,” Kyungsoo stand in front of you facing the big mirror at the fitting room aisle, “and 3... 4... move you hips like this, move it using you leg, yup, that’s right.” he’s watching you through the mirror.

“See? i’m very stiff.”

“No you don’t, the clothes hides your moves but you’re actually doing great.”

“Maybe i should take off the shirt i wear, because Kai only wear the suit.” you nonchalantly murmured.

“What?”

You swore you saw a pink blushes on his face, and you want to see them more, so you mindlessly teased him, “What do you think? should i take off this shirt and wear only the suit?”

“Are you crazy? Kai’s a guy, he doesn’t have those...” he looked away.

“I’m wearing bra, for God sake, not gonna go naked in front of you, so relax!” you rolled your eyes.

Suddenly Kyungsoo turned his heel around and face you, “oh, is that so?”

You saw his gaze changed into something more... impassioned. He took just one... two... and a half steps towards you without breaking the gaze.

“You want me to help?” his voice is low, rasping but not hoarse. his hand reach a button of the suit and undo it, then it went to the button of your shirt, undoing it one by one from the upmost, “is this what you want?”

You were hypnotised, or you think you were because all you can do is just staring back at him and hold your breath.

your gaze move to his lips and when he lick his lips to moist it up, you couldn’t help yourself but licking your lips too, and the next thing you knew, you were leaning forward, asking him to kiss you. and he did.

His lips taste like marshmallow, it was soft and and pliant between yours, he caught your upper lips and suck it a little made you shivering, then he kissed you deeper, and leading you to the open mouthed kisses. Then he pulled himself away, and you grimacing the regret.

Regret that the kiss happened.

Or regret that the kiss ended?

You looked up and Kyungsoo is staring at you, then he leans down and meet your lips again, his fingers hooked under your chin just to keep you there. then he tilted his head, trying to get deeper access to your lips. you can’t help your hand from slipping on his hips, clutching it and pull him closer.

You hear a low grunts as he push you towards the wall and kiss you again, this time is more daring, because you sure you feel his tongue for the first time.

“Mhmm...” you moaned, and you feel like you have to return the favour so you nibbled his lower lips and Kyungsoo replied with a low grunt, the mixture of surprise and pleasure.

You and him were making out, and when you know it, all your shirt buttons are undone.

“Sneaky...” you whispers in his ear and you can feel he’s smirking on your neck then pull your hips closer to his, and creating this addictive friction between you and Kyungsoo down there. “Hmm... you’re hard.”

“Want to help me with that?” he whispers on your ear.

You and him knew the next thing happened is the desires take over, the hot kisses, the faint marks left on each others skin, how you impatiently undress him and how he throw the last piece of fabric on your body carelessly, it was all lust speaking.

Now you’re just a moaning mess, but you got the best view in the world, view of Kyungsoo above you, pumping you hard while biting his lips. Then he flips you, “on your four,” he said, he immediately entering you again without waiting and the pleasure of the new position brought heat pooling in your core.

“Oh shit.” you hitched.

“You close?” he asked between a harsh breathing.

“Ah, hm.” you could only replied with another moan, and another one.

He bent down just to squeeze your breasts and caught the nipples between his fingers, “wait a little longer...” he whispers and you saw his gaze right o you eyes through the mirror in front of you and you feel like cumming.

“Then stop being so sexy... or i’ll burst out in any second...” you replied and he chuckled.

“Have you ever seen yourself like this? huh?” is voice is low and husky, “you’re a damn hot mess...” he thrust you harder this time, letting you no space for breathing, just moaning.

“Ride me.” he said and after riding him and let him enjoying the view of your chest bouncing in front of his eyes, his back to the missionaries to end you both.

a long lustful moan heard from both you when you and Kyungsoo reach the peak.

-

You both lie down the wooden floor in the aisle of the fitting room with your head on his chest, the breathing is slower this time but the pound inside your chest is louder than ever.

“Do you listening my heart beat?” he suddenly asked.

“Uh-hmm...” you mumbled.

He chuckled then kissed the top of your head. “I really like you.”

You lift your head, “what makes you like me?”

“You didn’t treat me like a celebrity...  you don’t care if i’m well-known... i like how you’re not worshiping famous people like me.” he said, “i feel like human...”

Something sting your chest, you knew this won’t last. he belongs to the other side of the world where thousands of people loves him. And you’re just... well, you.

“Will you forget what happened here?” you asked.

He took a moment before answering, “i would never able to, even if i want it...”

This was just a one night stand, and you’re no saint for never doing it before Kyungsoo, but this guy is different, not because he’s a celebrity, but the way he speaks, the way he’s staring at you, his little jokes, his heart shaped smile, his laughter... you like them all. And you know you might like him more if only he’s not someone famous.

“Then don’t forget this... and me.” you murmured and you felt his arms hug you tighter, you look up and he’s looking at you, then your lips, and you’re anticipating another kiss when you hear your cellphone ringing.

you grabbed your shirt and wear it before running to where your cellphone is.

“Hello.”

“Hey, sorry, i had a christmas eve party and got a bit drunk... i fell asleep and woke up just now to throw up then i saw your text,” your engineer friend called you, “you okay?”

“Yeah, I accidentally locked myself... uh can you tell me how to open the door?”

“Oh my God, how come??”

“just accidentally, you know... me being clumsy.” you add a small chuckles.

“You being clumsy is rare... but anyway, you want me to come and help you?”

“No, no, please don’t, you’re spending holiday with your girl now... you can just tell me how and i’m good.” you said. 

-

Now here you are, standing near the door with Kyungsoo. Fully dressed and ready to send him out.

“How about the CCTV?” Kyungsoo said because the door is in the middle between west and east wing.

“I’ll erase it later... only this part, they wouldn’t realised.” you said.

Suddenly he cups your cheek and lean down for a kiss, “make sure to erase this or we both gonna get into a trouble.” he smiles between the kisses.

“Can i use this to blackmail you?” you asked.

“Yes, please blackmail me with this video...” he whispers and kiss you for the last time. 

“Bye.” You shortly said.

“Hey, i’ll be here again in six months for a concert with EXO...” he shrugged his shoulders, “if you want to come...”

You just briefly nodded, and he turned away, “Kyungsoo...”

He quickly turned around. “Yes?”

“Merry Christmas.”

“Ah right!” he smiles, “thank you for spending Christmas with me.”

You smile, “pleasure’s mine...”

-

After he’s gone, you finished up your report and went to the control room to erase that one particular CCTV footage. Your fingers move above the computer mouse, cutting the video and watch it one last time, you watched how he put his palm on your cheek and leaned down.

You still feel the kiss on your lips, still feel the warm of his hand on your cheek, and now you feel the pain in your heart.

-

“I saw you get into your room at 3 last night.” Baekhyun sat beside Kyungsoo on the plane.

“What do you mean, hyung?” Kyungsoo asked.

The older smiles, “I really don’t want to know where were you... i’m just telling you, i saw you get into your room last night at 3 am...”

“And what were you doing in such hour?” Kyungsoo asked back.

“Me, Chen, and Chanyeol had a Christmas eve drink... the other two were wasted, they didn’t remember saw you.”

Kyungsoo didn’t say anything afterwards, just leaning his head further to teh backrest and scrolled down his phone until he found one new video in his phone.

Your video dancing Love Shot in a red suit.

Yes, he filmed you for fun that times, not knowing he’s gonna treasure the video, because it was the only footage he has about you.

-

-

-

six months later.

One of the biggest arena in your city filled with people queueing to get into the stadium, banner and posters about the current event is everywhere: EXO WORLD TOUR.

You got the ticket in your hand but you don’t know if you want to get in or not. watching a concert sounds great to refresh your mind, but can you control yourself if later you saw Kyungsoo on stage and realise how cool and untouchable he is for you? you gotta face another heart break.

But hey, during this six months you’re doing great, you didn’t lose focus on your work, your cool workplace keep being the best of the town, you attended some fashion event and meet another famous people. you’re doing just fine, so you let your feet step confidently inside the arena.

-

Fourth songs and Kyungsoo can’t keep his eyes from scanning through thousands of people in the stadium, it is hard to see with the spotlights turning towards you, but a man gotta try. 

he ran around the big stage, to the small one, run towards the end of the jetty, and when they sing a song which all members has to spread around the stage his eyes met yours and he freezes. he didn’t move until Baekhyun came to him.

“This my place to stand, go to your place!” he pushes Kyungsoo, but he didn’t budge, and then Baekhyun follows his gaze and smirks appear on his face. “oh, i got it...” he went closer to to Kyungsoo, “come to think about it, it was this city where you back at the hotel at 3 am...” then the older left Kyungsoo who still staring at you.

He smiles at you and start singing,

Oh, never gonna let you go... Giving you my heart and soul... I'll be right here with you for life... Oh, baby, all I wanna do... Is spend my every second with you... So look in my eyes... I'll be by your side... Yeah, look in my eyes... I'll be by your side... For life.

-end-

[exyjunkies]

Pynch + 12

yay i’m back

p.s. yes, ronan is in college for this one HAHAHA

fic meme 1-100: pynch + 12. “I think we need to talk.”

send me a ship and a number and i’ll write you a drabble (1-50) (51-100)

~*~

The way Gansey explained it was logical, almost common sense. But they were still in college, and Ronan believed that no one was supposed to have their life completely figured out at the age of 22. That was strictly an Adam Parrish thing, and Ronan sometimes made fun of him for it. Because Ronan and Gansey had the same two-hour break, Gansey had taken the liberty of schooling Ronan on how people operated, relationships-wise.

“So I take this to mean that your date did not go as planned?” Gansey prompted, sipping from his coffee. Ronan was frowning down at his own cup, the swirls in his cappuccino already far from pretty.

“No man, it went,” Ronan leaned backward, crossing his arms, “really fucking well. Like, I never would’ve dreamed it would go that well. And you know me with dreaming.”

“Mhm.”

“Nate and I talked more than we touched our food. It was that kind of connection, and I honestly felt like the whole thing lasted half an hour. Even if we closed down the burger joint. And left each other’s company at 2 in the morning.”

Gansey cocked his head to one side. “And then you asked if he’d wanna go out again.”

“And then I asked if he’d wanna go out again. To dinner again and maybe a movie. Then, he drops the bomb on me by saying he just sees me as a friend. Through text. Can you believe that?”

“Again, Ro’, as I’ve said, yes I can. If you knew how dating worked, you would know that people can drop out any point.”

“But why can’t we just try.” Ronan closed his eyes, feeling the urge to whine come up again. He felt heroic for being able to quash it. “We had so much fun.”

“You guys just don’t have the same priorities. Differing philosophies and all. You care about the effort, he cares about the sparks.”

Ronan did care about the effort. He believed in how the work it takes to keep a relationship going was always going to be more important than the emotions. With Nate, he really felt the potential - they had so much in common, and they vibed well enough that Ronan actually didn’t employ his exit strategy. He even found the guy attractive enough to want to kiss after the first date.

Too bad Nate wanted to stay celibate until after marriage. That was probably the kicker for Ronan, but still. It’s not like he couldn’t have adjusted.

“Fine.” Ronan broke off a piece of his pastry. “I’ll delete his number.”

“Atta boy.” Gansey nodded approvingly, typing out something on his phone. “I’ll ask Adam if he has other people he would want to set you up with.”

Putting a hand up, Ronan shook his head. “I’m going to have to pass on that. Thanks though. But maybe the dating thing should be put on-hold for now.”

“Suit yourself. Hey, wanna see this cool thing Blue sent me?”

~*~

The dorm room Adam stayed in was the only tidy one on his floor, and Ronan was oddly grateful for it. His last class ended with someone vomiting all over the teacher’s table (read: student drinking before class), so it was a relief for him to smell the clean air in Adam’s room.

“So what brings you here? If it’s your dating stint, it’s gonna have to wait,” Adam said, stacking books on top of one another. “I do have a guy in mind already though, but exams take precedence.”

“Actually, well, it’s about that, but it’s also not about that,” Ronan replied, flopping unceremoniously down on Adam’s bed. The sheets smelled fresh and flowery.

“Vague, but continue.”

“I might’ve overheard something, and… well, I think we need to talk.”

And Ronan was glad that he was lying down and looking at the ceiling, because if he were looking anywhere around where Adam actually was, the tension would’ve been bigger than he actually felt it was. The silence, though, was thick enough that Ronan blinked a few times, then sat up to face Adam.

Adam was leaning back on his table, studying Ronan with slightly narrowed eyes.

Then, his eyes went a little wide. “Oh no–”

“Oh yeah, that,” Ronan nodded, suddenly very conscious of the space around him. He was also mildly impressed that Adam got it immediately. “And I would’ve told him I heard, but–”

“Please, can you,” Adam took a small step forward, then took a deep breath. With his eyes closed, he continued, “Can you say exactly what you overheard?”

It wasn’t like Ronan planned on eavesdropping. He really just needed Gansey’s help with calculus, and the door had been ajar.

Stumbling over his words, Ronan struggled to form a coherent sentence. “Ah, well– he said something– huh, well, it was along the lines of… how do I say this– he said, “Adam, why not set yourself up with Ronan? You know you’ve been wanting to–”

“Ahhhhhhhhh oh God Gansey really did say that–”

“No– I mean, yes, he did, but,” Ronan sighed, looking at the way Adam hid behind his hands, “there’s no need to be embarrassed about it–”

“What do you mean there’s no need to be embarrassed, Gansey was literally the only person who knew and–”

“Adam.” Ronan said, standing up and reaching out to hold Adam by the arm. “It’s okay. I do not mind it at all.”

Breathing heavily, Adam shook his head. As Ronan squeezed his arm, Adam put his hands away from his face, and continued, “Sorry if it’s weird now, knowing what you know. Like, the whole I-set-you-up-with-guys-thing. It’s a friend thing, you know? I’ve known you for so long, I figured it’d be fine if you went out on dates so long as the guys I knew were the ones you were going out with. And I was fine, because I had all these other things to focus on, and Gansey always told me you had fun. The fact that I had good taste helped kill the teeny bit of jealousy I felt whenever Gansey would report back to me. And, okay, on my part, I never shot my shot because I was always so–”

“Freakishly studious?”

“I prefer future-oriented, thanks very much,” Adam replied, rolling his eyes. “Anyway, I already knew you were the long-term type of guy, and all my views of the future don’t include an idea of how my significant other could be, so when I got to establish that I did like you, it sort of just… threw me off-course.”

They were both standing a foot apart, and Ronan could hear nothing but the sound of his heart beating. One thought roared through Ronan’s brain: don’t fuck up don’t fuck up don’t fuck up–

“Parrish, if it’s not too much to ask,” Ronan said slowly, holding out his hand, “how do you feel about actually going out? Just once. Just to see what it feels like.”

Before Adam could open his mouth, Ronan put up a finger to signal that he wasn’t done. “And if the date ends and we don’t see eye-to-eye on seeing each other again, it’ll be fine. You’ll still hang out with Gansey and me and Noah. This is just so… y’know. Just so we both know. How it would feel like.

“Besides,” Ronan said, putting his hands in his pockets, “I am a little into you too.” He smirked a little, finding that the admission was not actually a lie.

Adam laughed softly, the amused creases around his eyes reassuring Ronan that all the tension was gone. “You know what? Fine. One date. But I pick the place. And I’ll have you know that I’m so kickass to be around.”

“Oh yeah?” Ronan said, reaching out to hold Adam’s hand. “Am I going to have trouble turning down a second date?”

“Not just that, dude,” Adam replied, reaching for his jacket, “You are so going to fall in love with me.”