#also i gave her a mole cause yeah !!

[razberrymilkshake]

opal content cause i feel bad that onyx is my favorite child when his mood of a sister is right there 😒

this is what happens when im too lazy to use my tablet and i have to use my mouse instead (lots of low effort doodles) (ignore the fact that im extremely burnt out from exams too)

[ice-eise-babyy]

Highlight | J.B.B

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Summary: A single comment takes a toll at your self-confidence, unintentionally pushing bucky away.

Warnings: really fluffy, slight angst (so slight you won't even feel it), implied smut, Sharon (unintentionally) being a bitch, cursing (real brief)

A/N: loosely inspired by a real life event. I do request so please go slide in my asks. that's it. Happy reading!!

Bucky loved you.

Every atom, essence, and fiber of you, he loved. There was nothing about you that could change his perception of you.

He had learned to memorize every inch of you with his eyes closed; Using only his tongue, fingers, and lips. Making a mental map of each dip and curve, every scar and mole, and all of your smile lines and wrinkles. Not only that but also your whole being. He knew you so well that he could tell what you wanted— what you needed before you could even say it. It was like a telepathic connection...

That's why it didn't take him long to figure out that something was wrong.

It was never your intention to make Bucky worry.

It all started with a small comment...

You had just finished showering in the gym shower after your training. Your body was wrapped in a towel that was way too short for your liking. displaying the stretch marks on your outer thighs, making you chew the insides of your cheeks.

And as if it wasn't enough to make you self-conscious, "Woah... That's some marks you've got there y/n..." It was Sharon as she entered the gym shower. Sounding perplexed and repulsed by the sight.

"Yeah.." you said, masking the rising insecurity with a faux chuckle before getting the hell out of there.

You ignored the twisted feeling in your stomach and the lingering embarrassment her words had caused. Brushing it off and pretending like you weren't affected by it. But soon it was eating you up like mites on wood. Nipping and nibbling at the last bits of self-assurance that you have.

It was affecting you so much that you hadn't even noticed that you were starting to distance yourself from Bucky...

Bucky, knowing you better than he knows himself, immediately noticed this. He didn't miss how you'd flinch at his touch. he caught how you'd recoil and pull away whenever he sought a hug or a kiss. It didn't go over his head when you started wearing more layers than just his shirt.

Of course, he was worried... But he pushed the worries away thinking that maybe you were just tired...

Weeks went by, yet you continued to distance yourself from him. He didn't want to think about it too much or ask you about it, afraid that it would only push you further.

So he convinced himself that you just wanted a bit of space. Especially now that you were getting some actual rest since you were jam-packed with missions and meetings the previous month.

It wasn't until last night...

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"Sure, thanks Steve..." You bid Steve goodbye as you got off the elevator, just now getting home from your first mission of the month.

You opened the door with ease, not wanting to make any noise as you entered your shared room with Bucky. Tiptoeing as you entered, concerned that you'd wake him up.

"Hey, doll..." Your whole body jolted as you heard him, his voice sounding hoarse with sleep.

You simply looked in his direction and gave him a lopsided smile,

Just a smile?

"Go to sleep..." You told him as you left him to shower...

He in fact did not go to sleep. He waited for you. Wanting to wrap his arms around you and kiss away your exhaustion from the mission.

"I told you to go to sleep, bucky." he looked in your direction, admiring how adorable you looked in his hoodie and some basic sweatpants.

"How can I?" He shrugged as if it was the most obvious question, "you're not here with me.." he added, extending his arms out for a hug.

You gulped, hesitating for a little while longer. Soon giving in as you saw the expecting look on his face. His slate blue eyes glimmered in the darkness as you walked over to him.

He sighed, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding as he wrapped his arms around your waist. Burying his face in your clothed stomach as you stood there.

"I missed you," he nuzzled into you more, "so damn much." He said as he finally pulled away, looking up at you with those pretty blue eyes.

He wanted to stay like this with you. He needed to stay like this with you...

The pad of his fingers dug into your hips as his grip tightened, pulling you to his lap.

"I missed you too..." You said, your fingers playing with the hair on the back of his head...

It was like all your worries were thrown out the window as he held you by the neck and captured your lips with his. Kissing you with such need and longing. It was as if a huge wave of relief washed over you... Until his hands started exploring under your hoodie.

All your insecurities resurfaced as you recalled the marks that you were hiding under these layers of clothing. Sharon's words replaying in your head like a broken record.

No...

It was like your body was moving on its own accord. Your breathing lodged in your windpipe as you realized that you had unintentionally pushed him away... Your hands trembling as they hovered mid-air, a short distance away from his chest which you had just shoved away...

"I..." You started but it was like the words were caught in the back of your throat...

You felt guilt settling in the pit of your stomach as you saw the pain flickered amongst the flecks of navy in his eyes that Momentarily looked down before looking back at you, helping you off his lap.

One...

Breathe...

Two...

She's just tired...

Three...

Be understanding...

"It's... It's fine..." The reassurance tasted bittersweet on his lips, a tight-lipped smile decorating his features...

You felt like the knot of guilt in your stomach was about to snap as you didn't fail to notice how his smile didn't reach his eyes... Or how the inflection of his voice came across as insincere, strained, hurt...

He's hurt... Because of me...

He wasn't hurt, no.

Hurt was something a 3-year-old would say if he scraped his knee. Hurt was something a teenager felt when he got his heart broken from puppy love. Hurt is something minor. Something that can be easily cured with words...

This? This was neglect.

He felt neglected... He felt like you were drifting a bit too far...

Too far from him...

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He has never been the type to openly talk about what he felt... But this— this thing you were doing? It was just unbearable... In ways that no simple words formed by letters could describe. And what's worst about this was it was you.

So, he ultimately decided that he had enough of it...

You were comfortably reading a book on the couch. The cap of your purple highlighter in between your lips as you highlight lines from your book with it. The bright color perfectly emphasizing your favorite parts.

A few other teammates were also in the living room. Respectfully busying themselves with whatever task they had at hand when suddenly, a very upset-looking bucky came storming into the living room with a scowl on his face.

"Let's talk. Now. In private." He snatched the book from your hand and tossed it on the coffee table automatically catching your attention

Confusion etched your face as you looked up at him, your knuckles turning white as your grip tightened around the highlighter.

"What are you—!" Your question abruptly interrupted, the world turning upside down as he threw you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing.

The rest of the team looked at one another with puzzled looks, watching you writhe as he walked away with you on his shoulder like a bag of rice.

"Bucky!" You squealed, thrashing against the super soldier while you repeatedly told him to put you down. The purple ink from the highlighter in your hand staining his white tank top.

"Talk." Was all you heard as you landed on the bed with a guttural 'oof'

"Rude!" He gave you an unamused look, crossing his arms as his gaze followed you as you propped yourself. Sighing as he saw that familiar pout on your lips.

"I'm worried about you..." You felt a shiver run down your spine as he walked towards you.

"What do you mean...?" You facepalmed mentally as your words came out trembling.

You were sweating, not wanting to talk about any of this any further. You already knew where this was going...

And you didn't like it...

"You're just..." He paused, looking for the right words, "You're not being you... And you—" he cut himself off, noticing how you moved away when he sat beside you. "You keep doing that"

"That? What's 'that'?"

"You keep distancing yourself from me..." You felt the guilt claw up your neck as you heard the way his voice sounded so defeated.

You never intended to worry him, and you never would want to. But looking at the situation at hand made you realize how much you got drowned by your self-doubt that you had been depriving him of the truth...

You felt torn as you sat there staring into the hazy silver hue in his blue eyes, the distress and yearning flickering in them.

You wanted to tell him about everything. You wanted to tell him how Sharon's words made your confidence falter. You wanted to show him why...

But it scared you...

The mere thought of his repulsed expression made your heart sink to your toes.

"I don't know if I've done something wrong. If I've said something you didn't like. If I had been too much. If you need space—"

"No! It's not like that..." Your eyes widened as his rambling slowly sunk into your skull,

He's blaming himself...?

"I just... It's..." He held your hand, soothing you through your anxious state...

He hated seeing you like this, he hated how much you were holding back, he hated how you were hesitating... But he was patient with you like he always is. Because he knew firsthand how hard it is to open up.

"Please... Please tell me.." you let out a shaky breath. Your fingers fiddled with the highlighter as you closed your eyes for a moment to collect yourself.

The moment you opened your eyes and witnessed the unshed tears gloss over his pretty eyes was the exact moment you figured that you had lost at whatever this was...

Your hands fidgeted with the highlighter as you told him everything he needed to know— from the stretch marks that had you questioning your self-worth to Sharon’s comment that rang in your ears like a constant reminder. You just laid it all out there, hoping he’d understand how much it had gotten to you. Even though you knew it still wasn't enough of an excuse for how you've treated him...

The tears prickled your eyes as they pooled; you felt so small. So vulnerable around him... Just how you liked it.

"I'm so proud of you for telling me doll..." The pad of his thumb swiping away the single tear that rolled down your face...

"Can I see...?" You looked at him with wide eyes, why would he want to see such a sight?

"James..." His name slipped from your lips as a hesitant whisper, but your thoughts became a jumbled mess when he suddenly got off the bed and kneeled in front of you, looking up at you with those big blue eyes...

"Please...?" He pleaded, removing the highlighter before holding your hands in his.

Your man was literally on his knees for you, his eyes wide with hope and vulnerability, like he was silently begging for an answer. His voice was so full of genuine longing and yearning. How could you say no to that? At that moment, with your heart swelling, saying anything but yes felt impossible.

You meekly nodded and he looked like a kid on Christmas morning, beaming with a grin.

Goosebumps formed on your skin as you felt his hands twisting with the waistband of your pajama shorts. He looked up at you as though to ask for permission so you granted it with another nod. You lifted your hips for him to fully remove them.

Suddenly,you felt the insecurity clawing at your neck; feeling exposed and just... Bare as you sat there in just your tank top and underwear. Displaying parts of your body that only he had the privilege of seeing.

You pressed your knees together, knowing that the marks only get worse around the insides of your thighs...

Bucky didn't like this... But he had more than one way to keep those legs spread for him...

"So pretty..." he murmured, his voice soft and full of admiration as his hand gently held your calf as if you would wither under his touch if he wasn't careful enough. His other hand was doing the total opposite by holding your other leg in place and slightly spreading it. He leaned in, pressing a series of slow, lingering kisses from your knee, his lips feather-light as they brushed against your skin. He moved up to the side of your thigh, each kiss seemed to carry a silent promise, a vow of how much he adored every inch of you. The warmth of his breath and the tenderness in his eyes made your heart stutter, filling you with a sense of love and security that felt overwhelming.

You let out a whine, desperate and needy when you felt him detach his lips from your skin. Already yearning for the sensation of his lips on you. "What are you doing?" Gazing at him curiously as he took the highlighter in his hand

He didn't answer.

He held your knee in one hand to avoid them from blocking his line of sight. His mind was in a whirlwind as he saw the marks.

They're beautiful

How dare you deprive him of this.

You gasped as you felt the cold ink of the highlighter on your skin. Bucky moved his hand gracefully as he left traces of bright purple along your stretch marks, tucking his lower lip between his teeth as he concentrated.

"What are you doing, James?" Another attempt for an answer as you watch his hand in between your legs only to be met with silence once again.

He pulled away once he finished, a satisfied look on his face. Looking at his work with such pride in himself. It was beautiful. You were beautiful. Nothing could ever compare to this, to you. No art made by Monet, Renoir, or even Van Gogh could ever come close to how ethereal you looked...

"This," he started, his fingers gently tracing the trails of purple ink on your skin, "This is to remind you that I will always love all of you"

You bit back a smile as you looked down at him; the lovesick look in his eyes told you that his words exude nothing but honesty. And it was as if everything was just now sinking into your mind. Crimson tinted your cheeks, heating up as you realized that you were half naked with a super soldier in between your thighs. Kneeling for you.

You let out a strangled moan as he pressed his lips on your skin once more. Trailing wet kisses to your inner thigh, inhaling as his nose poked your clothed core. You smelled so sweet...

"You think you're getting off the hook that easy?" You gulped so hard that he probably heard it, you couldn't help yourself. How could you when Bucky was looking up at you like someone who hasn't been fed for the past few months? The warmth of his blue eyes dissipated as it was replaced by something familiar but different... Something feral.

"Spread those pretty legs for me, doll. I'm going to fuck you until you're finally convinced that every part of you is perfect"

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

ok, Natasha, March 7th, Himeko, Asta and Yoimiya with an s/o who teases and jokes around with them…the catch is that when the character teases back or like grabs their hand, s/o does a 180 and turns into a flustered mess

(H:SR/Genshin Impact)

Natasha, March 7th, Himeko, Asta, Seele, and Yoimiya's S/O who likes to tease but is easily flustered

Ah, the good ol' glass cannon. I know the technique well... Also, bonus Seele just cause!

Natasha doesn't get flustered easily, even in front of others.

All the teasing that S/O does, she just takes it all in stride, laughing along or playfully rolling her eyes.

Only if they try to tease her in front of the kids will there be a different reaction, but that's due to the kids dogpiling in poking fun at Natasha.

But, two can play at that game! And her teasing is far more dangerous.

(Natasha) "S/O, when do you think we'll be able to add another member for the Moles?"

Natasha gave them a wink, making S/O suddenly seize up.

(S/O) "Wha-!? N-Natasha! Not in front of the kids!-"

(Natasha) "Oh? So it's fine when you say things like that in front of them, but not for me?"

She asked in a casual tone, laughing as the children homed in on their location.

(Hook) "Huh?! M-Miss Natasha, you're hiding recruits from us?"

(Natasha) "Hm, I wouldn't say I am. S/O, however...-."

Her smirk grows as the Moles suddenly start interrogating S/O, demanding to know what they're hiding.

Of course, S/O can't say what Natasha meant out loud while their cheeks are burning red.

(Natasha) "A taste of your own medicine, dear.~"

March may also get easily flustered from S/O's affection, but the damage can be splashed right back at them!

Watching March and S/o flirt with one another is an endless cycle of one side being completely flustered while the other is extremely smug.

One moment it will go:

(S/O) "Aw, are you blushing, March?"

And then:

(March 7th) "Hah, it's on the other foot now, S/O! You're not so tough when your hands are laced with mine!"

Truthfully, the Astral Express crew finds it kind of exhausting.

But when they're in private, both of them are reduced to silent blushing messes.

(March 7th) "Do...y-you wanna cuddle?"

(S/O) "Y-Yeah. I would like that..."

Both of them swallowing their pride, they eventually cave in and relax without the nonstop flirting, simply enjoying the memories being created together.

Granted, the memories they did usually create was something to smile back on.

And cringe a little once they remembered they were doing that in front of everyone.

Himeko blushes from the teasing, but she isn't too caught off guard.

In fact, she loves just how playful S/O is, always trying to make themselves charming, which she admits does work.

But what makes them even more charming was the reaction when Himeko shuts them up by giving them a kiss or simply putting her head on their shoulder.

Watching them quickly go quiet and their face turn as red as her hair will never get old.

(Himeko) "Hm? Sorry sweetie, I seem to have cut you off. You were saying?~"

(S/O) "I-...W-Well I was...-"

A gentle but hearty laugh escapes Himeko, one hand brushing against their face as she feels the entire body freeze from the sudden affection.

(Himeko) "You're adorable, you know that?"

Asta pouts everytime S/O laughs from her stuttering.

(Asta) "C-Come on, stop teasing me!"

(S/O) "Sorry, I can't help it. Your reactions are too cute!"

(Asta) "Stooop!"

Her whine only encourages S/O to increase the levels of their teasing.

However, Asta learned that they're just as susceptible to succumbing to the blushy silence as much as her!

Asta held their hands in retaliation, about to say something before realizing S/O's eyes were wide and were quickly heating up from the action.

Making a smirk slowly grow on Asta's lips.

(Asta) "Hah! Not so cute when it's being done on you is it?!"

Ever since then, she has known no fear.

Whenever S/O was getting too cheeky, she'd give them a kiss and watch their brain blue-screen.

(Asta) "Hm? Are you going to finish the thought?"

Seele found their teasing a little annoying, because of how often they'd try to provoke a reaction out of her.

Sometimes it did work when it was more affectionate, but most of the time it just made Seele groan.

(Seele) "Seriously? I can eat by myself you know-."

(S/O) "Come on, say 'aaah!'"

S/O began laughing as she rolled her eyes, before quickly grabbing a spoonful of soup and sticking it into S/O's mouth, albeit gently.

Watching their eyes widen and cheeks brighten finally gave her a different reaction other than annoyance.

(Seele) "Huh...So this is what it feels like. I can see why you do it now."

She teased, chuckling as she made the spoon leave their lips.

Now that Seele knew this little fun fact about S/O, it was her job to begin tormenting them.

Whether it be a sudden hug from behind, a passionate kiss on the lips, or even just her arms wrapping around theirs.

Seele now had a new weapon in her arsenal.

Embarassment.

(Seele) "No need to be so shy, you had no problem when you were pulling this stunt on me."

Yoimiya could tell at first glance just how fragile S/O's bravado was.

Sure, she could get a bit flushed in the face from their flirting, but with how energetic she is, she was quick to adapt.

Yoimiya gives S/O a peck on the cheek and giggles at how they would instantly forget what they were saying.

(Yoimiya) "Come on, silly! If you can deal it, you gotta take it too!"

Some days she would let their flirting slide, in part due to her own flustered brain trying to stabilize, but it was also to make the moments she did bite back all the more special!

Though truthfully, Yoimiya found the fact they got so flustered so endearing, it made her fall in love with them all over again.

Because they could at least get embarassed together from their antics.

And with how often she hugged or just had some part of her body intertwined with S/O's, Yoimiya got to see the face she loved get all bashful up close.

It usually resulted in her giving them a loving kiss due to how just dang cute they were!

(Yoimiya) "Wow, I thought you'd have gotten used to this by now! Guess there's always next time, heh!~"

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 • 𝐝𝐚𝐝! 𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞

Based on this scenario I got: No but imagine Kylian and you comparing baby pics😭😭😭 And you guys play fight about how your baby will look more like. Omg he makes a side by side of you two , and posts it as a poll. He asks his followers who they think has the stronger genes. Omg and when you’re baby is finally born she looks exactly like Kylian, but as she gets older she has the same face moles that you have. When he finally posts the baby his caption is, “well I guess my competitiveness has no limits. Cause our baby looks exactly like me. It looks like I gave birth to her myself🫃🏽🤣”

Genre: fluff

Pairing: kylian mbappe x f reader, dad! Kylian

Warning: none really. Kylian being a meanie I guess

Author note: I write so slow, Sorry. Also I didn't mean to make the reader white. It's just the picture. You can insert yourself as a POC

Kylian mbappe Masterlist

Enjoy

You held your daughter in your arms admiring her. An hour ago you just gave birth. Amelia Mbappe is her name. You and kylian waited months for her and she was finally here in your arms. You couldn’t stop staring at her.

“Can’t believe she’s real.” Kylian had a smile on his face. He walked over to the hospital bed, looking down at the little baby. He had his shirt off ready for skin to skin with her.

“I know I can’t believe it either.” You whispered. You leaned down placing a soft kiss on the top of Amelia’s head that was covered in tiny brown locks.

“kylian sat down in the bed beside you. You gently handed Amelia over to him. Instantly kylian tensed up. he’s held plenty of babies before, and sure he was gentle with them all, but this time… this time it was different.

This was his baby. His own bundle of joy He created with you. She was so tiny and fragile. He was afraid he was going to break her.

“Support her head.”

You watched as kylian rested Amelia’s head on his arm. The baby cooed softly, stirring but not waking.

“She’s so perfect.”

“Yeah, she’s your mini me.” You said. Kylian looked up at you. “you’re not wrong there.” Kylian laughed. “Remember when we debated on how she was going to look?”

You chuckled. “Oh yeah I remember like it was yesterday.

Flashback to three years before

“Who do you think our future kids will look like more?” You whispered into the darkness.

You and kylian were wide awake at 1am due to your mid day naps. Now the most random topics were being thrown out to make up for it. This one caught kylian off guard.

“Our future kids huh?”

“Yeah..” you sat up, leaning against your hand to look at kylian the best you could with the help of the moonlight streaming through the window.

“You want kids right?” Kylian hummed a yes so you continued. “So who do you think they’ll look like more? Me or you?”

“well.” A sigh left kylian lips. He rested his hands behind his head. He had a smirk on his face which shows you he’s about to say something you’ll most likely hate.

“I think our kids will look like me. You know my family genes are strong Chéri.”

“Hey!” You knitted your eyebrows ”You think my family doesn’t have good genes?”

“I’m not saying they don’t, but mine are stronger therefore mine will win and our kids will look just like me.”

You scoffed, hitting kylian chest. “I cannot believe you right now.”

You laid back down on your back with a huff.

“well you wanted my opinion Mon amour, so I gave it.” Kylian pulled you into his chest. His hand stroked your lower back. You relaxed into his touch.

“Well we’ll see. I do think they’ll look more like me though.” You muttered while sleep started to take over you.

--

“I was really hoping she’d look like me, but unfortunately you were right. Your genes are stronger.”

Kylian let out a laugh. “don’t worry, maybe our next kid will look just like you.”

Amelia started to fuss in Amelia’s arms. She was hungry. You took her back in your arms to start feeding.

A few weeks had passed since you had Amelia. Everyday with her has been a joy for you and kylian. She was a calm baby, rarely ever fussed or cried which you both were very grateful for.

This morning you both were up at 9am due to feeding Amelia. As the girl feed in your arms you and kylian sat up against the headboard.

“Do you think it’s time to introduce her to the world?” kylian asked. He looked up at you waiting for an answer.

Everyone knew you had the baby already. It wasn’t a secret since kylian told social media as soon as you made it home from the hospital. They have yet to see Amelia’s face though. You wanted to give her some privacy and only show her face a little bit.

“Do you think it’s time?” you asked Kylian. You began to burp her because she was done eating.

“Yeah. It’s been a couple of weeks. I think we should give the world a little glimpse of our Ange.” Kylian ran his large hand over Amelia’s tiny back as she rested on your chest.

“Well let’s show her.”

Kylian scrolled through several pictures of you and Amelia he took over the past few weeks before he settled on one to post on Instagram.

He began typing a caption.

Well I guess my competitiveness has no limits. Cause our baby looks exactly like me. It looks like I gave birth to her myself

Kylian laughed as he finished typing. You looked at him with a frown. “What?”

All kylian did was shake his head while he pressed post.

“Don’t worry about it.” He placed his phone on the bedside table and took Amelia from your arms. “Now lemme cuddle with Ma princesse.” He placed several gentle kisses on her head before laying down with her.

You picked up your phone opening social media. The first thing to pop up was kylian post. You read the caption.

“Ky, are you serious?” you rolled your eyes and turned to your husband. He was smirking. “je suis désolé mon amour.” I’m sorry love

“Sure you are.”

[evillandscaper]

Okay guys I'm gonna do a breakdown of a few of my personal hcs for the main 3 of both s1 and s2!!! This includes little doodles of how I draw em differently !!!

Let's start off with Olive :3 there's a LOT under the cut.

Okay, so Olive's really active, right? To me, she's always been brains AND brawn. So since she's out in the sun all the time, she has a tan!

She's also lightly scarred in my version, if you look carefully. Those were gathered out on cases. I hc that she has a LOT of battered uniforms that Otto sews/embroids together. Also, if you squint, you can see my version has light eyebags. It's not that she doesn't sleep, she's just fed up with everyone.

Her hair is messier! She comes into work all prim and proper, but leaves it all disheveled. If it's a more tiring day, she'll run her hand through her hair. Also, red hair tie instead of black, just cause I find it cuter.

Miscellaneous hcs:

- Olive is half Quebecois, half Vietnamese

- Her last name is Tremblay

- Her full name is Olivia, she just shortens it

- She's terrible at English and can't write an essay to save her life, but is very good at analysis

- She eats green skittles first, and thinks the purple ones are awful

- For their halfiversary, Otto got her an olive branch shaped tie pin that she wears whenever she feels fancy

Next up: OTTO!!

The urge to change his hair was carnal in my soul. It's the Asian canon event. It happened to me, and it happened to him. Just to make things a little bit more fun for me to draw, I let his hair grow out a little bit... yknow the awkward stage after a bowl cut grows out a bit? Yeah, that.

Downturned eyes! Just so he and Olive can contrast a bit more. He's soft, she's sharp. They're silly!!!

I also make sure his mole is always at least partially visible. It's such a cool part of him, and I can't believe they cover it up most of the time in canon...

Miscellaneous hcs:

- He always has his blazer undone

- He's an excellent cook, but becomes immediately incompetent once someone is watching

- He's strangely good at identifying plants, and has a habit of picking edible ones and eating them straight from the ground

- He's good at English! Not the best, but better than Olive

- His last name is Garcia

- For their halfiversary, Olive got him a cast iron pan. He doesn't use it to cook, and instead swings it at anyone who makes fun of him or Olive

Next up: OSCAR!!!

I honestly don't have much for Oscar. I love him, but don't think about him that much.

He has messier hair and is just a LOT more disheveled in general!!! Close your eyes in the bullpen at any given moment and I bet you could hear something in the lab blowing up.

He's perpetually sweaty. Damp palm guy. Maybe that's why he keeps dropping gadgets...

Miscellaneous hcs:

- He's very bad at telling the time. On vacation, he'll never know what day of the week it is

- He knows how to play the otamatone surprisingly well. He can make them talk, and has conversations with one the way one would with a sock puppet

- He never knows what significant figures to use, so he ends up just ballparking everything and just not measuring in general. Maybe that's why everything in the lab is always blowing up

- He has a full denim outfit saved up for formal occasions. I'm talking denim hat, shirt, jacket, pants, shoes, all denim

- His last name is Collins

OLYMPIA NEXT!!!!

Okay so there's a lot of hearing me out you guys will need to do.

Anna Cathcart is half Chinese and half irish!!! Thus, I gave Olympia monolids to accentuate that factor. I also downturned her eyes and thinned her "lashes" to make it more obvious that I'm portraying her as wasian!

I gave her freckles and rounder glasses for the vibe. She's just a soft character to me, and I really want to make her look the part.

She's got messy hair!! It's based on the little half fringes she had in very early s2, which I thought were adorable. Her ponytail's also higher just so she looks different from Olive!!

Miscellaneous hcs:

- Olympia knows floriography, and will get very hurt if you give her the wrong flowers

- Conversely, she thinks she's being really rude if she puts a tansy on someone's desk to show that she's upset and will feel bad about it all day

- She always carries a little salamander named Josh in her pocket

- She can speak Yiddish

- She has a massive storage of those flippable sequin shirts and has one for every occasion

- She put her hair into a ponytail bc of Olive (this one is courtesy of @/starboundsingularities!!!!!), but the more she found herself, the higher up she tied it

- Her last name is Carter-Ng

Next up: Otis!!!

I draw him a little sickly for no particular reason. He's just silly like that.

He's not that different from canon tbh! I have his hair in an undercut because I think it looks cool on him (plus it's easier to draw), and he has eyebags because of ... the vibe.

He has a notch taken out of his ear due to an injury! From what, he won't say .

Miscellaneous hcs:

- He listens to royalty free music unironically

- He's going through his Alan Walker phase

- He has barely legible handwriting, but can draw surprisingly well

- He types like an old man, with the "............" and everything

- His last name is Otis. His full name is Otis Otis. This one is also courtesy of @/starboundsingularities I love it so much

Last but not least: OONA!!!!!

She's really going through it.

Fun fact: Olivia Presti has curly hair!!! That means that Oona should have curly (or at least wavy) hair... but she doesn't. Which is honestly so sad.

But I can always mitigate that, so I draw her hair wavy. I guess it's more extremely frazzled than wavy, but it's the same effect in the end.

EYEBAGS. She doesn't sleep after The Incident. She also has downturned eyes, just because she gives off that vibe.

Miscellaneous hcs:

- Oona is a regular customer of a local rage room

- She knows how to use a crossbow to a mildly terrifying extent

- If a flight of stairs has a railing, she'll slide down it. She almost always ends up falling

- Her last name is Silva

- She says she knows how to speak Polish, but she only knows a select few words and doesn't know what they mean. They're all curse words.

- Subsequently, Oona is banned from several Polish restaurants across the city

That's all!! They're all so silly :3

[a-decent-human-being5]

My Thoughts and Opinions on all the Season One Drawtectives Witnesses Because I Just Finished Rewatching it

(Spoilers under the cut btw)

Buzz: Yeah his design is adorable the drawtectives are completely valid to just melt the second he comes on screen. I adore his voice and the fact that he doesn’t really talk that much, very fun contrast with the cute design. His crush on Dr. Fontaine is also incredibly cute glad they got to sit next to each other at Huck E. Heese. Wish I could eat some of his food but that’s kinda how I feel about all fictional chefs cause I like good food.

Don Jovi: What a name. I remember when I first watched the show I didn’t like him very much because he was the first witness to say “well you gotta earn the clue about the murder” but all things considered they’re chill. I don’t have many thoughts on them though other than the fact that it’s funny how even he finds the crew’s love for Buzz to be a bit much.

Avis Smythe: He obviously didn’t do it but I absolutely feel like he would kill for his son, even though he doesn’t actually know his age lol. Idk he just defends Ogalvy as a good kid so much, despite how blatantly obvious of a troublemaker he is, that I absolutely could see him killing for him if it came to that. Which brings me to yeah in terms of being a good dad he probably should set more boundaries but I love that he just lets Ogalvy do basically whatever weIl also swearing up and down that he’s such a good boy. I get why he was chosen as the fall guy but I also love that the crew went the complete opposite direction with it of “well it couldn’t be Avis cause he’s so nervous he’d probably just tell us if he did it”. However that does always make me wonder how he was able to be a good mole in his job. Also I didn’t say it yet but for him and Ogalvy both the designs are amazing. The reveal that they aren’t actual bird people is iconic. I love how their designs still perfectly match the masks like I would expect no one else under those masks you know.

Ogalvy Smythe: He’s such a little chaotic troublemaker of a kid I absolutely adore it. The fact that this child is not just a thief but a dedicated thief is amazing. Like he’s actively getting so upset when he realizes that there were expensive jewels in this house that someone who’s not him already stole. It’s perfect. He’s also Such a funny character like his lines are iconic and consistently had me laughing. It’s just that complete accurate bluntness that a 5 or something year old has. I don’t want to repeat myself too much but it should be said just how good his design is. Like he is just an egg and I love that for him. It’s not that important and makes sense but I do appreciate just how fitting the cartoon characters he assigned to each of the drawtectives are. Like yes Rosé gets hot lady, York gets hot guy, and Grendan gets dog, perfect. Also speaking of the drawtectives I love how they all eventually came around on him. And of course you can’t talk about Ogalvy without talking about his bond with Rosé. It’s adorable love these thief buddies love that Rosé takes him under her wing despite the fact that she’s trying to get out of that lifestyle. I love it all. Rosé asking what all he stole to try and see if he has the jewels is both a very smart move on her end and such a cute little bonding moment. Plus that gave us all the iconic line of “the hearts and minds of the people”. Overall I just absolutely love Ogalvy he’s probably my second favorite witness and despite his criminal tendencies, or let’s be honest here do in large part to them, he’s such a fun and charming character.

Faucon: Coolest person ever. I love how laid back she is it can sometimes be very funny just how chill she is about absolutely everything. Like just how cool she is was something so refreshing that it was almost comical. Love how she inspired Grendan to change up his name for the first time that’s pretty cool. Even though the name change is just a joke at that point Faucon is still just so supportive of it like it’s real sweet to see. Objectively she’s just the down to earth celebrity but she’s so good at being it you know. She’s cool and understanding while also not down playing her fame. I feel like most down to earth celebrities in fiction fall into a trap of just disregarding or not really liking their fame but that’s not really Faucon. She might be chill and not actively bringing up her status as a celebrity but she still loves her music and her band and if her interactions with the drawtectives is anything to go off of her fans too. She is truly just so nice and supportive about like absolutely everything. Even for something simple like Grendan not knowing many songs her immediate response is, that’s fine and you shouldn’t feel like you have to lie about it. Ended up loving her a lot more than I previously did upon rewatch.

Harper Justice: A lot of people love Harper but I’m not one of those people. I get why other’s like her so much but I am York in this situation. Her spoiled contradictions in her morals upset me. I also can’t stand how she didn’t give them any clues at the end of it. I do like her a lot more in the one shot stream where she’s less drunk and angry, plus giving her a pet that she loves immediately makes her more endearing. This post is only really about season one though so as it stands I still don’t really like her. I hope that her and her mom get closer after she tells her the truth about her past though. I just think it would be nice especially since they’re the only members of the justice family that are left.

Sam Ug: Sam gives us a lot of interesting information after Grendan uses their power on her. I really think her past as a criminal is intriguing especially in relation to Sorin giving her a second chance and her not really trusting people because of her past. Love that she’s based on a dragon and the cigarette representing the smoke is a cool choice. Kinda unrelated to her as a character but her drawing prompt is one of my absolute favorites in season one. It’s just so funny to watch the crew explain photoshop actions in traditional art wording as everyone is just sitting there like damn you really brought your whole ass art kit here tonight huh Grandma. Overall though I think she’s interesting and her past has some cool implications about how she is currently.

Emery Justice: Emery is a horrible evil dad killer we know this, however sense we do know this it can be a little fun to watch him upon rewatch. Like seeing him so quickly agree with any witness the drawtectives propose. Watching him talk up how strong the person must of had to be to overpower his dad. How he out the gate says he wants to help catch whoever is responsible for his father’s death. Like I don’t really like Emery and he’s probably my least favorite witnesses of this season, but sense he is the murder he can also be kinda interesting for that reason.

Susan Fontaine: She’s very sweet and very proficient in her field of work which I respect. She’s actually so sweet that it catches the crew completely off guard, which is pretty funny to watch considering they’re so not used to someone being so agreeable and easy to work with. I think it’s cute how she knows most celebrities because of the interns at her job like it’s just kinda sweet. To me her listening to her interns about casual stuff kinda just shows her caring nature even outside of this case. Also I already said it when talking about Buzz but they’re pretty cute together. Them sitting at Huck E. Heese is adorable. Yeah she’s nice and sweet but I honestly don’t have many thoughts about her outside of that.

Llarm Alasa: My favorite witnesses. He is fashionable for one like the outfit is just great. I completely forgot that he opened it up with the drawing prompt immediately but I kinda love it. It kinda feels like a fun contrast to Dr. Fontaine who gave them all the information up front and then asked for a drawing after just for fun. I don’t know if this was at all intentional but it sure works out nicely with their episodes being back to back. Him just wanting to do something by getting into the drawing challenge dose makes sense though cause as he says he’s been in this room for ever. Also he’s so incredibly tired which again is completely fair considering he’s the last witness and had to just sit in this room for 10 hours. And all this on the same night that one of his best friend died like that sucks so much. He’s so clearly not doing well right now given the whole situation so he tries to distract himself with invention ideas so he doesn’t have to think about it. He basically says this himself. He also brings up how he tends to bury himself in his work to distract from his personal problems which just has me sitting there like bud that’s an awful coping strategy. I’m just glad that at the end of it though the drawtectives give him a new thing for him to think about with whether or not anyone there has been an animatronic the whole time. Also can I just say that his response of “that would be amazing” to that thought is so funny. Like given the witnesses track record you think he would just say it sounds stupid or something but no, to him that idea is cool as hell. It’s just so endearing and speaking of things that make him endearing, I’m great at segways I know, I love him for being a cat owner. Plus it’s a black cat that’s named after something he really enjoys which appeals to me specifically as someone who also has a black cat that was named after something I enjoyed. It is a slight upset that he doesn’t show the crew any cat photos but like he comes around in the end by telling them to follow his Binstagram so I won’t hold it against him. Honestly the only real slight I have against him is that you can not go around picking up obvious murder weapons off the floor my guy. Like do I kinda respect him for not really trusting the bumbling idiots that are the B team cops? Yes. Do I think that could be an interesting thing to think about considering he was Sorin’s close friend and wanting an important piece of evidence to be taken care of properly kinda shows a weird sense of care for him? Also yes. But do I think it was a good move? Absolutely not. At least he eventually trusts to give it to Jancy and the other three. Also I do think he’s mainly trusting Jancy over the drawtectives considering he actively lets out a sigh of relief when she comes in the room. Anyways I’m sorry that I rambled so much about my favorite but I just love him so much he’s literally my favorite witnesses/npc of the entire series.

[s12-kittie]

50 followers special pt. 1:

Bodies and underwear (OC edition)

I have already mentioned some of the headcannons here, but I've changed a part of them + decided to bring a bit of system in here. And I also finally learnt what proportion is (after 4 years of drawing, yes), so I can provide illustrations

I decided to do line & colour at first but that would take too much time, and I decided to stop at the sketch stage.

Jade:

Height: 149 cm

Body shape: rectangle - flat chest, narrow hips

Weight: slightly above normal. I wanted to make her thin at first, but with Jade's lifestyle it would be impossible, so I gave her 1-2 extra kilos instead

Physical develompent: severly undeveloped. Gurl can't run a mile without catching a heart attack

Strength: average, scince physical strength is compensated with magical one

Underwear: she wears smth that is comfortable, no matter now it looks, usually crop-tops and micro shorts. Her underwear also serves as PJs

Interesting facts:

Jade has a very pale skin, which is pretty sensitive to sunlight

She can't stand cold

She terribly handles fever: high body temperature always causes delirium

But that happens rarely: Jade has a normal immunity and seldom catches illesses

Jade believes that appearance, unlike intelligence doesn't worth anything, so she doesn't quite understand Ruby's jokes about her height

Ruby:

Height: 175 cm

Body shape: inverted triangle - pretty big bust, narrow hips

Weight: a tiny bit above normal, but it's muscles, not fat

Physical development: a little above average. Ruby had been doing sports for sevral years before going to Cloud Tower, and she still has some muscles left

Strength: above average, bc physical practice

Underwear: Ruby doesn't wear bras, bc her tops serve as bras (although she has one or two old sports bras back at home in Linphea), but she does wear G-strings, bc she believes that all witches do that

Interesting facts:

Ruby can run, jump and dance while wearing heels

She has good reflexes, but they usially work when it's not necessary, and it leads to Ruby getting in all kinds of situations

Basically saying, her body works much faster than her brains XD

She also has a good immunity and seldom gets sick

She used to give zero damn about her look before she went at CT, but then she changed her styling (here's a little scene related to this) and now she loves her appearance

She is hyperactive (this is also part of why she has trouble staying focused during the lessons)

Quartz:

Height: 176 cm

Body shape: inverted triangle - basically the same as Ruby's

Weight: below normal. She doesn't eat regularly due to her mother's unique educational system (more in here)

Physical development: also severly undeveloped. Actually all she does is sitting in her room and studying :')

Strength: below average, bc not enough food and physical activities

Underwear: she's forced to wear this, bc her mother considers other types of underwear too immodest

Interesting facts:

Quartz has low immunity, but doesn't go outside much so she doesn't catch any illnesses, at least at home. Though when she does, she ignores it and continues to study, bc she's too afraid to disappoint her mother

She never wore heels. Her mother considers them immodest for a young girl as well

Due to the lack of vitamins, her bones are pretty fragile, so she can break smth very easily

She hasn't practised helf-harm yet but is an inch close to that

I forgot to add it to the drawing, but Quartz has a mole under her left eye

Also, her sight is getting bad bc of reading almost all the time (but for now it's not critical)

She doesn't like her appearance at all, bc her mother conisders wide shoulders, as well as narrow hips, too masculine and ugly, and she always says that the Quartz is a curse and will never marry someone from a wealthy family. So yeah, Quartz hates her body and her face (bc it's too long)

Acid:

Height: 155 cm

Body shape: pear (triangle) - big bust, wide hips

Weight: somewhere around normal

Physical development: average. She doesn't do sports, but she dances a lot

Strength: normal

Underwear: yes, that's a swimsuit. Yes, she wears it all the time. Yes, she doesn't put any clothes over it except denim micro shorts. Yes, she finds clothes unnecessary, so she wears as little as she can. Yes, this girl is insane

Interesting facts:

Obviously, she doesn't get burns from chemicals

These blades at the tips of her fingers are actually nails. Yes, she scratches everyone with them (Jade had scars for several weeks)

The reason she hasn't gained weight yet is bc she doesn't eat regularly either

At the end of the story she does gain some extra weight, however

She likes her body and thinks that clothes covers all its beauty, so, once again, she doesn't wear much of it

Taia:

Height: 181 cm

Body shape: rectangle

Weight: below normal

Physial development: also below normal

Strength: below average

Underwear: she wears simple, yet fashionable underwear

Intersting facts:

Taia actually doesn't like her body at all. She thinks she's too tall and thin, so she only wears long skirts and trousers/jeans, so no-one can see her legs. Also, she tries to wear clother that make her seem shorter

And she doesn't wear high heels/platforms

Taia is this skinny, bc she doesn't eat much (see the link in Quartz's body describtion if you wanna know more)

Once again, weak immunity, so she always catches a cold during the cold season (and is happy about it, bc she gets to stay in the infirmary and not together with Acid and Serina)

She has a weak stomach. If there's a lightest possibility to throw up, she will very likely throw up

Daisy:

Height: 145 cm (girl hasn't reached the growth phase yet)

Body shape: hard to tell for now

Weight: normal

Physical development: undeveloped at first, but then she enters the dance club, and her condition improves

Strength: average for her age

Underwear: she just wears whatever she's given at the orphanage, nothing special

Interesting facts:

Uhhh idk she's a pretty normal kid

She has a normal immunity, though it decreases at the end of book 2

Her "LuNaR cYcLe" starts between book 1 and book 2 for the first time, and gurl is not happy (yes, no-one warned her, except Jade)

Also she's not happy about hitting the growth phase somewhere during the events of book 2, bc no-one told her about that as well

Actually, gurl doesn't really approve or disapprove of her own appearance, she feels uncomfortable about being among students who are at least three years older than her

Serina:

Height: 170 cm

Body shape: hourglass - average bust and hips

Weight: a bit less than normal

Physical development: average. She's been keeping in shape, but she doesn't overdo it

Strength: below average. I'll tell more about it soon >:)

Underwear: she wears only the most expensive and fashionable ones. A Magix variant of Victoria's Secret or smth

Interesting facts:

Serina's body is basically the perfection itself: it's well-proportioned and the skin has the perfect peach colour

She has a very strong immunity and never, ever catches any illesses

Her organism can bear barely anything, so she, for example doesn't get drunk

But, ironically, she has a pretty weak stomach, so intoxication is not a rare event for her (there's also a good reason for that which I'm not revealing in this post)

Also, Serina has very little hair on her body. Her arms and legs are completely hairless, and she regularly shaves off the rest

Actually yeah, girl makes a big deal about how she looks like and does her best to stay beautiful even while having a pretty chaotic lifestyle (thanks to Acid)

[powpowexplosion]

a bit different from my usual content but i've been trying out making character edits so i made redesigns/headcanons of some of the demon slayer hashira !! :D

i'll put any changes i made under the cut but lmk if you like it or want to see any characters done first cause its really fun to do >:]

tomioka giyuu

i actually didn't do a ton of changes for him ! i like his design a lot but after seeing fanarts of him with a tan/curly hair/freckles i think it altered my dna a tiny bit so i included it :"] also gave him white pupils, red eyeliner (? is it eyeliner?? some kinda makeup i think) along the bottom corners of his eyes and added a fish-scale pattern onto the red side of his haori!! get it. fish scale. water hashira. yeah. i feel like it adds kinda foreshadowing too if u think about who he got it from (iykyk)

2. kanroji mitsuri

as much as i love love love mitsuri i feel like her design didn't do her a ton of justice !!! i really wanted to lean in to her pink color scheme since she's the love hashira so thats why i changed her haori color (and added sakura blossom patterns) but i also made her skirt a little longer/made the unbuttoned part of her uniform a heart shape (theres no way girlie isn't uncomfortable fighting in that), added a gradient/changed the blue on her socks, gave her more moles/heart pupils, made her hair into one big braid tied w/ a ribbon and with flowers woven into it !! also she has a more rosy skin tone now cause i feel like it works better with her palette. + i made her a lil chunky ^__^

3. shinazugawa sanemi

honestly he's one of my favorite designs so didn't change him a ton but i added a cloud pattern to his haori (it might have been too cropped to be one ??) and added more length to the hem, its just tucked under his belt :D also i edited his smile a little for a bit more spook factor (although i also think if he was smiling not-evily that it would make him look sweeter too so . depends on the circumstance??) i also added different types of scar tissue on his arms/face/chest because the way all of his scars were very harsh and jagged and the same color was kinda jarring imo even if im sure it was to make it easier on the animators which is totally cool !! however i did try to add variation :D

4. kocho shinobu

live laugh love shinobu!! i didn't change her a lot either but it was honestly a missed opportunity to not make her haori in the shape of butterfly wings so i edited it with that idea in mind to the best of my ability!! also i got rid of the shine in her eyes because i feel like cloudy eyes suits her character more... also added gold butterfly decals to her belt and changed the pink parts of her outfit to match her color scheme !! i think pink is more mitsuri's thing so i wanted to give her more purples :D also changed the gradient to just the underside of her hair being purple !! i like primarily dark hair on her more to be honest !!

anyways that's it! enjoy :D

[boobear061]

Always Been You; 01 | Jungkook

》 Synopsis: Tae Seol had a one night stand with a mystery guy, but turned out he is her brother Taehyung's best friend Jungkook

》 Pairing: Jungkook x Tae Seol

》 Warning: explicit language

》 Genre: fluff

》 WC: 2,469

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* Saturday Morning *

I woke up, looked up at the ceiling, let out a yawn, stretched, let out a groan in pain, sat up, rubbed my legs, got off the bed, and let out a hiss in pain.

" Oh fuck. "

I don't know why my legs are hurting, what happened last night? I don't remember..

Limped to the closet, picked out a outfit, do my routine, changed, and walked out of the bathroom.

I grabbed my phone from the nightstand, sprayed my favorite perfume, walked out of my bedroom down the hallway to the living room, saw my brother Taehyung talking with someone, I couldn't see who it was because the back of their head is facing me.

" Oh, I didn't realize you had company. "

Taehyung looked at me and said " Hey, Tae Seol, come here. I want you to meet a friend of mine. "

I walked over to them, sat down next to Taehyung and he said " Tae Seol, this is my friend Jungkook. Jungkook, this is my little sister Tae Seol. "

I looked at Jungkook, for some reason, he looks familiar, where have I seen him before?

" Hello, wait have we met before? "

Jungkook shooked his head and said " No, I don't think so. "

" Oh, sorry you just looked fami- "

" Enough Tae Seol. " Taehyung said and gave me a glare.

I rolled my eyes and said " Fine, Taehyung. "

Jungkook grabbed his cup of water, took a sip out of it, I know I've seen that hand tattoo before. But where?

" Put some pants on. " Taehyung said.

I looked down at my skirt and said " What's wrong with what I'm wearing? "

" It's too short. "

I let out a sigh, got up from the couch, walked away, well, limped away and said " It's my house too Tae. I can wear whatever I want. "

" Wait, wait. "

I stopped walking, looked at Taehyung and he said " Wait, why are you limping? You okay? "

I saw Jungkook smirked, drank his water, I nod my head and lied " Yeah, I'm fine. I fell down while showering. "

" Be careful next time. "

" I will, excuse me. " I walked over to my bedroom.

Once I got to my room, I closed the door behind me, rest my back on the door and thought to myself: Why does he look so familiar? Wait, it can't be..

* Flashbacks about the one night stand *

My eyes widened, let out a gasp and said " No way, this can't be happening. "

~ Jungkook's POV ~

Tae Seol looked at me and said " Hello, wait have we met before? "

I shooked my head and said " No, I don't think so. "

" Oh, sorry you just looked fami- "

" Enough Tae Seol. " Taehyung said and gave her a glare.

She rolled her eyes and said " Fine Taehyung. "

I grabbed my cup of water, took a sip put of it, noticed something really familiar, a little heart shaped birthmark on her chest.

Is she.. the one I slept with last night? I remember her having the same birthmark..

" Put some pants on. "

Tae Seol looked down at her skirt and said " What's wrong with what I'm wearing? "

" It's too short. "

I gotta admit, she really looks good. I also noticed the mole she has above her knee, it's the exact location like the girl I slept with has.

Tae Seol let out a sigh, got up from the couch, walked away and said " It's my house too Tae. I can wear whatever I want. "

I noticed that she's limping a little so Taehyung said " Wait, wait. "

She stopped walking, looked at Taehyung and he said " Wait, why are you limping? You okay? "

Memories of what happened last night came to mind which made me smirked that what we did caused her to limp in the next morning.

I drank my water and she said " Yeah, I'm fine. I fell down while showering. "

" Be careful next time. "

" I will, excuse me. " She walked away.

Taehyung looked at me and said " I'm sorry about my sister Jk. "

I looked at him and said " No, don't sorry about it Tae. "

" She can be annoying sometimes. "

" I heard that Tae. " Tae Seol said while she walked to the kitchen.

" Tae Seol, I swear. " Taehyung said.

His phone rang, he grabbed it from the coffee table, looked at the caller ID, looked at me and said " I'll be back. "

I nod my head, he got up, walked away, I looked at the direction to where the kitchen is at, for up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen. I saw Tae Seol drinking some water, looked at her tattoo that is in the back of her neck and thought to myself: That tattoo.. I remember now..

" Hey. " I said as I walked over to her. "

She turned around, looked at me and said " Hi, * Set cup down on the counter * where's Taehyung? "

" He's talking on the phone. "

She nod her head and said " Are you sure we don't know each other? "

I smiled at her and said " Why do you ask Tae Seol? "

" Because you look like someone I met last night. "

" Maybe because I am that person, hi Sol. "

~ Tae Seol's POV ~

My eyes widened, I remember giving that name to.. Jk.. so that means that he..

" Hi Jk, so this means.. "

He nod his head and said " Yes, we slept together and I remembered every second of it. How you feeling? I saw you limping earlier. "

I blushed and said " We can't let my brother find out about this, he would flip out. "

" I agree. Well, I won't tell hum only if.. we get to do it again. "

" What? Are you serious? "

" I am very serious. "

I stood quiet and he said " What do you say Tae Seol? You wanna give it another go? I promise you won't regret it. "

Before I can say anything, we heard Taehyung walking, Jungkook walked over to the bar stool and sat down, Taehyung walked in the kitchen, looked at us and said " Hey, what are you two doing? "

" I'm just getting to know your sister. * Looked at watch and looked at Taehyung * I gotta go, I'm meeting up with Jimin. "

Taehyung nod his head and said " Say hi to him for me. "

" I will, * Looked at Tae Seol * it's nice meeting you. "

" You too. "

He walked away, we heard the front door closed, I looked at Taehyung and said " So, how long have you and Jungkook been friends? I haven't seen him before. "

Taehyung nod his head and said " We've been friends for 4 years. "

" 4 years? How come I never met him? "

" You were very busy with university and plus, you were studying in America for 3 years. "

Oh yeah..

I nod my head and Taehyung said " Do me a favor? Stay away from him. "

" Why? "

His phone rang, he grabbed it and answered it " Hey Jagiya. "

He walked away, I let out a sigh, couldn't stop thinking about Jungkook, I didn't think I would ever see him again. I was surprised when I found out that he's friends with Taehyung.

What am I going to do?

I heard Taehyung walked back to the kitchen, he looked at me and said " I'm going to see Min-Jung. "

Min-Jung is Taehyung's girlfriend, they've been dating for 3 years.

I nod my head and said " Say hi to her for me. "

" I will. "

He walked away, flashbacks of what happened last night came to mind which made me blush a little, I cleared my throat, shooked my head and said " No, I gotta stop thinking about him. "

~ Jungkook's POV ~

I am here with Jimin eating at our usual spot, he looked at me and said " Hey, where were you last night? You just disappeared. "

" I was feeling tired so I left home. "

He nod his head and said " I heard from Taehyung that his sister came back home from America. "

" Have you met her? "

" No, but I heard she's really sweet. Have you met her? "

Yeah, last night..

" I met her today when I was visiting Taehyung. "

~ Tae Seol's POV ~

I am here with my friend Areum eating at our favorite place, she looked at me and said " Hey, where were you last night? I was worried about you. "

" I had a call from Taehyung, he wanted me to come home. "

" You're not gonna believe what just happened to me last night. "

" What? "

" I met a guy, his name is Jimin. He is so handsome, I spend the night with him at his place. "

" You did. "

She blushed, nod her head and said " Yeah. "

" That explains that hickey on your neck. "

She let out a gasp, quickly covered it with her hair and said " I forgot to cover it up. "

" Did you got his number? "

" Yes, he wants to see me again tonight. " She smiled.

**

We are here at the mall, I heard Areum gasp, I looked at her and said " What? "

" There he is. "

" Who? "

" Jimin. "

I looked at where she's looking at, there's a blonde haired guy standing in front of this clothing store using his phone, Areum wrapped her arm around mine and said " Let's go say hi. "

" Wait, I- "

She pulled me to Jimin, stand in front of him and said " Hi, Jimin. "

He looked up from his phone, smiled at her and said " Hey, Areum. "

" Alright, let's go. " We heard a voice.

I turned around, saw Jungkook, he smiled at me and said " Hi, Tae Seol. "

I smiled back and said " Hi, Jungkook. "

" You two know each other? " Jimin said.

Jungkook looked at Jimin and said " Yeah, she's Taehyung's sister. "

" I've heard so much about you from Taehyung. " Jimin said.

" Good things I hope. "

Jimin and Jungkook nod their heads and Jimin said " Yes, of course. "

My phone rang, I took it out of my purse, looked at the caller ID, and said " I'll be right back. "

I walked away to answer the call, came back, looked at them and said " Hey, I gotta get going. "

" Everything okay? " Areum said.

I nod my head and said " Yeah, my cousin is waiting for me outside the house. "

" I can drive you home. " She said.

I shooked my head and said " No, it's okay. I'll go in a taxi. "

" You sure? "

" Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. " I gave her a hug.

She hugged me back and said " Get home safely. "

" I will. "

We pulled away, I looked at Jimin and Jungkook and said " It's nice meeting you again. "

" You too. "

We said bye to each other and I walked away.

~ Jungkook's POV ~

I watched Tae Seol walked away, I looked at Jimin and said " I gotta go, I have to do this errand. "

He nod his head and said " Alright. "

I said bye to him and Areum, walked away, when I got to the exit, I saw Tae Seol standing waiting for a taxi, I walked over to her and said " Hey. "

She looked at me and said " Hi. "

I saw a taxi coming, she called for it but it drove off, she let out a sigh and said " That's the second one. "

" How about I drive you home? "

" No, that's okay. I didn't want to bother you. You got somewhere to go. "

I shooked my head and said " No, I don't have anywhere to go. I don't mind driving you home. "

" Really? "

" Sure, so what do you say? "

I nod my head and said " Okay, let's go. "

" Let me take this for you. * Grabbed her bags * Follow me. "

I followed him to his car, he opened the trunk, put the bags in, closed it, opened the passenger door for me, I thanked him, stepped in, and he closed the door behind me.

The smell of his cologne filled my nose, I buckled in my seatbelt, Jungkook stepped in, closed the door behind him, he ran his fingers through his hair before buckling his seatbelt.

I gotta admit, it is my one of my weaknesses, seeing him run his fingers through his hair along with a good scent of cologne.

Jungkook drove off, he looked at me and said " Taehyung told me that you studied in America for 3 years. How was it? "

" It was good. I met a lot of nice people. "

" What was your major? "

I told him, he nod his head and said " How old are you if you don't mind me asking? "

" I'm 21. What about you? "

" I'm 27. "

We got to know each other a little more, we have some things in common.

" Have you thought about what I said? "

I looked at him and said " Huh? "

" About us, doing it again. "

I blushed and said " Oh, that. "

" I promise you won't regret it, Sol. "

" What about Tae- "

" He doesn't have to know, it could be our little secret. "

I stood quiet and said " Can I think about it? "

He nod his head and said " Yeah, sure. Take your time, when you have your answer, let me know. "

" I will. "

" You look cute when you're blushing. "

I looked away and said " Stop. "

He chuckled and said " I'm just being honest. "

We arrived at my house, I saw my cousin sitting down on the steps using her phone, I looked at Jungkook and said " Thank you for driving me home. "

" Of course. "

I unbuckled my seatbelt, grabbed my purse and he said " Do you mind if I get your number? "

I got out my phone from my purse, we exchanged numbers, I looked at him and said " Thanks again for the ride. "

Jungkook smiled and said " You're welcome. "

" Drive safely. " I opened the door and step out.

" I will. "

I closed the door, he opened the trunk, I grabbed my bags, closed it, walked over to my cousin, she looked at me and said " Who's that? "

I ignored her, unlocked the door, Jungkook drove off, my cousin and I walked inside the house, I locked the door behind us, and she said " Tell me, who's that? He's hot. "

I walked over to my room with my cousin behind me and I said " He's Taehyung's friend. He offered to drive me home. "

" What's his name? "

We heard a voice " Tae Seol, I'm home. "

I walked to the living room with my cousin behind me, Taehyung looked at me and said " Hey, how was your day? "

" It was good, I went to the mall with Areum. "

Taehyung nod his head and said " Have you two ate? "

" I haven't. " My cousin said.

" I brought some food. " He set the take out bags on the coffee table.

" Thank you Tae. " I said.

" You're welcome. "

We all sat down on the floor, got out the food, Taehyung played a movie and we began to eat.

I couldn't stop thinking about what Jungkook said, should I say yes to him on doing it again?

[earlysunshines]

⚠️ WARNING - long ask ahead, don't tell I didn't warn, sorry in advance guys 🤟

IM ERWITING THIS AS I GO ON THE FIC, which means omw to work, which means ill be all day thinking of this dani BC THE "the woman has a few moles on the right side of her face" GOT ME GOOOD yeees I love mo dani little moles sooo much.

(this all may be out of place? is just comments bc I'll probably explode if I dont write it down already so,,,

A CHET BAKER CD?? OUCH you have a good taste (played jazz for a while after it cause I was already wanting to hear since hanni recent live listening to the lp she brought, that was such a great live)

loved the way you played with the shelter 'care' word bc of the kang going first AND it was so funny haerin going like "your girl is just that way if you want to know" she is a little menace

ok so beach jazz scene, just got chills from them looking at each other and singing the same line cause I put to play the song too yk immersion, AND ARRURGH THE slip up and calling dani beautiful oh pls n dani still staring like i can imagine her goofy little teasing smile at yn bc of It oh oh they're so in love,, im just getting started aren't I?

yn just noticing dani has been talking about her when minji mentioned likejjhh giiirl I knew since haerin mentioned the same line dani had said about yn eyes. n ooooh you didn't continue the twinflame book c'mon (loved the bit of it)!!! it was getting interesting

also really important part; the way you always highlight the action of dani tilting her head squeezes my chest everytime i. swear . im weak for it

THEY KSSED 😭😭😭oh dani's tatto they're- WELL THEY KISSED !!! UARGH cuties

okaywait was so engaged reading that I forget this here, so the bathroom scene remind ME about the time thing, tbh I think you did this all fluffy scenes on purpose making us forget abt the plot, funny how wait this about to be big, like since when I read the summary I got surprised with this concept of death time tattoo, usually is 'time until you meet your soulmate' kinda of thing SO never read this plot before AND since the start I was like, afraid? of finishing this one like idk it it all comes to a end yk? idk shit you made me thoughtful, going back to read

OOP CLOSE THE DOOR??🫣? IM SEATED oh to hold danielle waist and and...😔 "maybe im your twin flame"YOURE😭MO DANI 😭 YOU ARE arhg youre giving me anxiety my dear writer

NOO YN don't isolate yourself oh if you're giving us another heartbroken dani im about to cry

LAST THEN 48 HOURS??? WAIITWAIT I want my fluffy where is fufflism

just thinking abt hyein ms lee and haerin starring at yn like 'is she dead??' gave me such a good laugh ngl

oh you... you made they death day on 722? ah....I swear I thought they were going to die without knowing abt they're soulmates like urgagrhggggsgghh lemme finish this up

before I cry with this little happy alternative universe I wanna say that I LOVED the way everything evolves around the beach, like since her parents till yn on th way of dyin,g it felt so right, the 'day off' where they spent all day gave me a thought like 'oh ms.lee surely planned it bc she knew dani walked on the morning' for me it was planned☝️🤓 (beabadoobee - beaches) <3

...to be honest I dont even know what to say to this one bc this all was just comments so yeah..im...this was good, good. literally spend all my shift thinking about finishing this one, the concept really got me good,, I.. maybe smth personal but i've been so...overloaded for a while so this one hitted soo close and made me want to,, live.. I think I just need a mo dani marsh in my life too

anyways😮‍💨 #really great, #changed my life, #made me cry, they're so many thoughts going on as a write this.. you're truly amazing. wish you a amazing day/week/weekend you deserve the best only!! 🫶

-with many admiration, 🤟

for this long wonderful lovely feedback i will provide. alonnnggg. reply and details plus insights HOORAAY im so glad to hear from u i absolutely love your responses u make me smile always

NO YWAAHAH HER MOLES I LOVE THEEMEMM they’re my fav feature other than her long eye lashes and smile and wait i love every feature muahahhaha

i loooove chet baker i have a like 8 hour playlist that has a lot of his music on there along with others ima. fiend for jazz i live for jazz festivals omfg and i need to find clips of hanni listening to music what!! i didn’t know this happened on her live…

no bc my fav thing ab these fics is that it’s lit up to me i thought i was the funniest person adding “kangs kare” im so #wordplay put me in coach

OMFG JAZZ Scene has some more behind it actually no it doesn’t i lied but basically i was like trying to just write and listen and the jazz playlist was lit on and CHET BAKER played and it was it’s always you and omfg i just ugh i started daydreaming and stopped writing for a moment LLOOL idk jazz makes me really lovey and dovey and emotional i think it’s beautiful it’s like a warm embrace or your lover tracing their fingers over your skin

aahahhshdh i think dani si the type of person to not shut up ab someone she likes and like she won’t even know she likes them yet but everyone around her knows LOL and mmmm detail the first thing dani said was “you have pretty eyes” and i tried to make that the first thing she said in the ending bc they’re twin flames and shit and aahhh repetition and similarity in universes … i’m rambling

ALSO this is so embarassing i had to literally search the difference between soulmates and twin flames and read a small article about twin flames and EVEN WORSE i had to make it sound professional and whatnot bc i had to quote on quote make a book in my fic ?-?:?: if yk what im saying but yeah that was a pain… cannot go on any longer i started making shit up FORREAAALLL all of that was pulled out of my ass i swear

NO BC PPL TILTINT THEIR HESDA IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME AND JUST PERKING YHRIR HEADS LIKE ANY MOVEMENT OF PPLS HEADA is so special to me it shows attention to details and emotion and desire to KNOW and be present in the moment and it’s just… so reassuring despite it being such a small gesture and i have realized over the years that i do it subconsciously with people i love and strangers that i click withINLVOE TJAT DETAIL i will use it in every fic ever idc if it’s repetitive i don’t care. i often tilt my head and whatnot bc im actually very nonverbal in real life usually (im just tired all the time) so i usually hum or give short responses and use my head to gesture the rest of what i need to convey liek this is so important to me guys…

I LOOOOVE writing kissing scenes but also no bc they get repetitive and yeah and also that tattoo hehehehsjwhhd i had to soft launch dani having the same tattoo LOL

i tried to make the whole death thing a little less repetitive and kind of brush over it until it got worse and worse and more serious and the whole concept was cheaply influenced by a movie where the two love interests know that they’re dying bc of their sickness but then i added a set, concrete date for dani and yn to die LOL idk lowk my creative juices were being juiced with this one… i was THINKING … and yeah i tried to fit in as many details and things that you’d have to remember form the beginning or middle idk i just rly like how i structured this one (the pacing is stilll iffy to me but wtv( bc i tried to have things tie together well and whatnot

makeout scene had me giggling and blushing while reading it was inspired by the anon who sent a makeout ask like smth ab “imagine making out w dani for the first time” and originally it wasn’t going to be there but i think it added to their bond and tension and lalalala yeah

no i couldn’t make them.die without knowing they’re meant to be but i had to try to figure out how to make the reveal angsty and i was like might as well have them figure out before they die and SOEAKJNG OF WHICH it took me a good amount of time while at work and making drinks to think of a way for them to die idk this story was so spontaneous and changed a lotLOL

and yes the whole beach thing was lowk inspired by summer strike bc i like the small town environment and how cute the beach is i haven’t even finished the drama im on ep like eight and haven’t watched since a few months ago LOL but i think the beach is just so calming and small towns r just sooo relaxing and nice compared tot he city (that being said i will always be a city girl…) idk beach city energy is just so wonderful and fits dani bc she grew up in newcastle and her whole vlog kinda gave me ideas for the world building and whatnot

i’m glad u love it!! and also just to mention ab the whole personal thing and living

i project a lot into my work and what i put down on the doc. idk if u can tell but i see a lot of beauty in things because i feel like its not worth dying if youre missing out on the intimacy of being loved and loving back plus just general interactions and platonic bonds built (ex: hyein and mrs lee) so like ywaaahh im glad you want to live!! there’s so much out there to experience and trust i understand exactly how u feel i looooowk have a lot of my own problems but writing helps me point out my dreams and things i find wonderful which makes me happy and then ppl enjoy the things that i romanticize and it makes me so so so so happy LOL

did u actually cry like many ppl r saying they cried or shed a tear and idk if i beleive it bc is it REALLT. that sad and emotional (maybe i just critics my writing tm) but yeah IM SO HAPPY THAT U ENJOYED!!!

u have a great week too you’re so sweet and i always love seeing your asks and feedback seriously, thank u!!!!

[brodudemanbroski]

HELL YEAH DIFFERENT LOOKS WITH THE FOREIGN KIDS THAT’S WHY I DRAW PIP WITH HIS BURN SCARS & A TOOTH GAP IT MAKES THEM FEEL MORE REAL

YEAHHHH!!! I DRAW PIP WITH A TOOTH GAP TOO. now, since you mentioned differences once. I shall ramble.

Pip: For differences in teeth, I draw his canine teeth and he has a gap in between his two front teeth. He has never gone to a dentist, not even with the adoptive family I gave him. Small fun fact for you. Idk it’s fun. His differences in appearance: He has small bits of acne under his bangs, he has freckles along his face and body, and I’ve started to consider burns but I keep forgetting, sadly. I forget freckles a lot too, but SHHHH.

Damien: I have many MANY different kinds of teeth styles for him. Some with all sharp teeth, some with proper fangs, but they all involve braces. Because he would just loveeee braces (he hates them), he tries to break the brackets thinking it’ll make them go away faster, but that will only make them stay longer. His dentist hates him so much as he is rude and has tried to bite them. Appearance: His fingertips have faded ashy look, not burnt, they are just.. ash, because of his fire powers. He used to clean them but got too lazy. He doesn’t have any differences other than proper animal features, I like to think he has a goat tail when he gets older and has horns that he hides in his hair but that’s mainly it. Bags under his eyes, though born with it.

Gregory: He has had braces, which if is brought up he will have a full blown fit. He is a mint heavy guy, he has actually forced Christophe to have some of these mints, I will sometimes drawn his canine but that is rarely. Appearance: I don’t draw him with freckles (i forget), but I have mentioned that he has had freckles in roleplays! Only on his face. Gregory has small scars on his hands from past fights and injuries, he is prideful of them because he knows they tell a story without words.

Christophe: I.. love… his differences. I always love to draw his teeth. They are chipped, missing, and stained. I draw his canine as well, I believe they are sharper than average ones. His teeth are chipped from getting injured so often and getting rocks in the face while digging through holes. He has been forcibly made to brush his teeth countless times by his mother and Gregory. He hates the dentist so much that they have to hold him down and hold his mouth open or else he bites and tries to attack. Appearance: I haven’t drawn him with scars yet but he would have many from when he came back from being attacked and killed by the guard dogs. He would also have scars from other injuries, as I HC that everyday is a new injury, big or small. Christophe has a mole by his eye, haha im hilarious.. i added that feature and then remembered he is “The Mole” so. He also has acne from being so unclean, I like to believe that he forgets hygiene exists so he is often greasy and dirty, which causes the acne to show up. Bags under his eyes AND CHAPPED LIPS. HE GOES THROUGH IT.

Pocket: I haven’t discussed him much for appearance yet as at the time of making the teeth guide, I wasn’t much of a Pocket and Estella fan.. now look at me. I love them. He has his buck teeth ofc ofc, how would we ever forget that. I feel like his teeth are straight and pretty alright, and he uses his toothbrush way too hard. He probably brushes his teeth after every big meal and FLOSSES. Like a mad man. I like to think he has one chipped tooth from one random moment and that’s it. Appearance: Freckles dude, we love them. Freckles. He probably has small spots of acne as well, nothing that extreme.

Estella: She would have the straightest whitest teeth, perfect in every way and she would make sure of it. She brushes constantly and makes sure everything is spotless. I draw her canine teeth as well. Estella uses that expensive charcoal tooth paste or whatever that claims is better, but is probably the worst. Appearance: Again, she has no acne, no freckles, no scars. She doesn’t even have a bruise. Estella has a skincare routine, she has no freckles or scars. But has a birthmark on her ankle, but never shows it. She dislikes it as she feels it’s a wound on her perfect skin.

Rebecca: She has a gap between her teeth, which later on she gets braces so her teeth are perfect. She brushes a lot and flosses. I don’t draw her canine teeth all the time. Rebecca would grind her teeth at minute due to stress and worry, which ruins her teeth a great amount. Definitely a dentist’s favourite. Appearance: She has freckles, YES I FORGET I GET IT, on her face and body. She has acne around the sides of her face and on her nose, which she tries her best to hide and get rid of but nothing works. I like to think she also has sensitive skin, having to use special soap. She would have bags under her eyes,

Mark: He had/has braces and wears a retainer later on, not the invisible one. He got braces because of how many gaps he had between his teeth, his parents wanted his teeth to be perfect instead of gappy. He also takes good care of his teeth, similar to his sister. I don’t draw his canine teeth, so sad. Another dentist’s favourite. Appearance: I haven’t thought much on this, he probably has acne on his nose and chin, which he tries to clean and get rid of. He would have chapped lips as he dislikes the feeling of chapstick on his lips and feel bad about it. Mark would have bags under his eyes, like his sister. He has small scaring around his nails from picking at them out of nervousness and habit. He would also have sensitive skin and allergies that makes him have to have special soap.

(somewhat outdated tooth guide for foreign kids. “Fang” means canine teeth in photos, there are a LOT more on that page but I stuck with our lovely little foreign kids.)

There wasn’t any Rebecca and Mark on the original sheet because I hadn’t remembered they existed yet sooo.

[omikazu]

of dimples and moles // k. sakusa

your daily dose of dad!sakusa from yours truly.

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there's lots of things that you adore— long hugs, baby animals, hot chocolate and many more, but you must admit that of all the little things that give you joy, coming home to see your four year old daughter cuddled up on sakusa's chest is your absolute favourite.

you feel your heart warm at the sight, all your worries slowly fading away. you remain at the doorway, silently watching the dad-daughter duo laying on the couch, a loving smile etched on your face.

you watch your daughter place her tiny fingers on sakusa's forehead moles, looking fascinated. "what's wrong, princess?" you hear him ask. "you don't like daddy's moles?" your daughter shakes her head, getting up to sit on his chest. "not enough, daddy. you need more," she says, crossing her arms and pouting at him. "gonna give you some more."

"yeah?" sakusa asks. "is two moles not enough?" your daughter nods solemnly, making you let out a giggle at how serious she's being, and this causes the two heads of curly hair to turn to your direction, pretty faces breaking into welcoming smiles, and you can't help but stare in awe at how alike they look.

it's so unfair how much your little girl resembles him, really. from the soft ringlets of curly hair to the exact same dimpled smile that could melt even the hardest of hearts, your daughter is an exact copy of your husband, and it just makes you love her even more.

leaving your shoes at the entrance, you pick up your excited daughter in your arms, kissing her head as she wraps her arms around your neck.

"mommy," she begins, eyes lighting up. "let's give daddy more moles." you grin at sakusa, who looks pleasantly defeated. he never denies your daughter's requests, no matter how ridiculous they might be, and that's both his fatal flaw, and also the reason he's undoubtedly her favourite parent.

"you wanna give daddy more? why? he already has two," you say, setting her down and going to peck sakusa on the lips. "daddy's handsome with them, so he needs more," your daughter says stubbornly, beggining to pout again. "damn right, princess," you say, beaming at her. "let's give daddy more, i'll get the marker, alright?" your daughter nods excitedly, cute curls bouncing in the dim lighting and once again you're reminded of how much she looks like her father. looking at your little princess only makes you fall in love with sakusa more, and you silently thank the heavens above for the beautiful sight of two dimpled smiles waiting for you at home, ready to lighten up the darkest of your days.

you grab a marker from the shelf, setting your handbag over the counter and gently toss it over to your daughter, who promptly catches it, making you cheer.

"see? she's good at receiving already, she's just like you," you say, coming over to ruffle your daughter's head. "you wanna play volleyball like daddy?" your daughter nods, removing the cap on the marker. "i wanna be just like daddy when i grow up," she announces, pride shining in her beautiful eyes. "daddy is the coolest, and all my friends say he's handsome." grinning, she walks over to sakusa, who you're sure is holding back tears at her little declaration, settling on his chest, ready to draw more moles on him.

sakusa stares at his two girls, wondering how he got this lucky. just the thought of his precious little princess wanting to be like him is enough to make his heart burst with pride. a family like yours is all that he's ever wanted, because sakusa kiyoomi has a lot of love to give, and he couldn't be happier he has his two pretty girls to shower it with. you, his pillar of support and the love of his life, who gave him the best gift he's ever going to receive— his daughter.

"mommy, do we give daddy a mole on the cheek or a mole on the nose?" she asks you as you settle down on the couch as well, resting your husband's head in your lap and running your fingers through his soft curls. "hmm," you mutter, stroking your chin. "a mole on the nose sounds cuter, no?"

"okay," your daughter replies, brows bunched together in concentration as she dots a tiny mole on the tip of sakusa's nose and you have to admit.. it does look adorable. "aw, you look so cute, love," you compliment, pulling his cheeks. "yes, daddy," your daughter says, drawing one more. "see," she shrieks. "now you have one just like mine," she says excitedly, pointing to her own mole, a perfect little heart shaped one under her right eye.

"yeah?" you hear sakusa say, his voice cracking as he feels his lashes starting to get wet from the tears that he's been holding back for a while now. "can i see, sweetheart?" your daughter nods, scrambling to get the small vanity mirror from the table as you soothingly run your arms through your husband's hair, trying not to tear up yourself. "see, daddy," your daughter yells loudly, shoving the mirror in sakusa's face. he examines the drawn on moles, face breaking into that special smile of his. the fully genuine, beautiful broad smile that shows off his deep dimples. you can't help yourself from poking your index finger into one of the beautiful little crevices of his cheeks, your little girl imitating your actions on his other dimple.

"do you like it?" she asks eagerly, staring at sakusa with those cute puppy eyes of hers as she pokes his dimple once more.

"i love it, princess," he says, sniffling a little as you wipe the tears away from his eyes. "i love you the most, you know that, right?"

"i love you too, daddy," your daughter grins. "even more than i love mommy."

"hey, now!" you protest, pinching her chubby cheeks and tickling her waist. "daddy, save me!" she yells, cute laughter filling the living room.

"roger that, princess," you hear sakusa respond as he blocks your view with a cushion before grabbing your daughter back into his arms. "yeah, i've had enough for tonight," you grumble under your breath as you head towards the bathroom to freshen up, but you get pulled back by a much larger hand, finding yourself colliding into sakusa's side as his arm hooks over your shoulder, locking you in place.

"we're just kidding, love," he says, planting a kiss on your head. "we wouldn't last a day without you, now, will we, sweetheart?" he looks up at your daughter, who shakes her head solemnly, lips pressed into a thin line. you can't help but let out a laugh at how much she reminds of you of sakusa when he's being serious. "i love you the same, mommy, i lied," she says sincerely, reaching her tiny hand over to hold your much bigger one.

and of course you melt. who wouldn't? anybody in the world would fall for those pretty little apologetic dimpled smiles of theirs.

[maximons]

Oh Brother

Summary: Y/n and Wanda have been dating in secret for a while now. Why? Well, her twin brother doesn’t like Y/n very much.

Word Count: 2,154

Genre: Fluff

Requested?: Yes

Warnings: Cursing, suggestive themes

A/N: Hope you all enjoy!

Pietro Maximoff has never been a huge fan of Wanda’s romantic choices.

When they were 17, Wanda started dating this boy that they had known at the orphanage. Pietro didn’t understand what she saw in him, and thought is was weird considering they were practically siblings with the dude, but whatever. 

He remembered the boy was class a dickhead. He didn’t respect Wanda, and would flaunt her as if she were a prize she won. He also acted as if he were a catch himself, and Wanda was lucky to be with him. Which is wild, considering Wanda was miles out of this boy’s league.

She was his twin after all.

But that fizzled out as quickly as it started, so Pietro just chalked it up to ‘the teenage romance that you wish didn’t happen, but taught you a lesson’.

There was a girl Wanda dated when they were 20 and were undergoing HYDRA experiments. Pietro thought this was very weird because where the hell did Wanda find the time to find someone to date? But if she was finding solace and comfort where she could, then he guessed he couldn’t be too mad.

The girl had said she was a volunteer and was being experimented on, just like them. Turns out, she was a HYDRA mole, trying to get close to them and fill their heads with lies and propaganda, while also reporting back to Strucker if the two of them seemed out of line. Pietro remembered the day they escaped when the girl revealed it all to them.

“You were nothing more than a job to me, an obligation. Though, I must thank you for the memories, Wanda. I will admit, you’re an amazing kisser.”

Needless to say, he wasn’t too upset when he learned the girl was killed during an ambush.

And then...ugh, Vision.

Pietro had thought he had seen it all, but then his sister came to him telling him that she was dating a robot. He was pretty sure his own brain short-circuited at that.

And yeah, matters of the heart, you can’t choose who you love, whatever. Pietro had always been supportive of his sister’s sexuality and her view on how love was for souls and not the bodies they inhabited.

But a toaster? Come on. 

He had a very hard time coming around to that idea, but turns out he didn’t have to. Vision’s heart was also apparently robotic because he dropped Wanda without a second thought, thinking of himself as superior to both her and relationships in general.

He was extra aggressive in training that day.

Yeah, it was safe to say Pietro Maximoff dreaded seeing his sister form romantic attachments.

So when he had seen Y/n L/n beginning to flirt with his sister, he was less than pleased. However, his displeasure was stronger now than it had ever had been.

Because he really did not like you.

You had already been an Avenger when you met them during the Ultron situation. He remembered you were cocky, reckless and just an asshole. He also wasn’t a fan of how he had seen a lot of himself in you. He remembered when he saw you flirting with a random Sokovian woman as you were helping her evacuate, just like he had done a little earlier.

You two were a lot alike, and that caused a negative reaction.

You called each other names, gave snide remarks, and insulted each other on an almost daily basis. You kept bringing random women back to the compound for the longest time as well, just like he had done to the point where it was a silent competition between the two.

Yeah. He did not like you around his sister, and he had no problem telling you that. He pulled you aside one day and basically threatened you if you didn’t back off. You had raised your hands in surrender, and said

“Okay, easy, Barry Allen, I’ll back off.”

And surprisingly enough, he didn’t see you flirt with Wanda anymore. All of the conversations you two seemed to have were entirely platonic. He internally patted himself on the back. His job was done.

Unbeknownst to him though, you two were currently in Wanda’s bedroom. Lips locked in an intense makeout session. Wanda broke the kiss, and broke into a fit of giggles. You raised your brow. “What’s so funny?” You smiled.

“Nothing, it’s just... I’m just really happy.” Your smile widened.

“I’m really happy too, baby. I wish I could just stay here forever.”

“Me too.” Wanda said as she pulled you in for another kiss. After a few moments though, she pulled away. “But we can’t.”

You groaned, throwing yourself onto the bed dramatically. Wanda giggled at your antics. “Come onnn, why do we even need training? You’re the most powerful Avenger!”

“Mhm.” Wanda hummed, blushing at the compliment. “And what about you?”

“Well, I just so happen to be dating the most powerful Avenger and I know she’d protect me.”

“While that is true, I like knowing you can protect yourself as well, malysh. Besides, you love training.”

You wrapped your arms around Wanda and buried your head in her shoulder. “I love being able to hold you more.”

Wanda sighed. You two have been dating for about six months now, and at her insistence, you two were a secret. You had agreed at first, knowing that you had a rough relationship with her brother and you didn’t want to make things uncomfortable for your girlfriend. But, six months later, she could tell you were getting antsy.

“I know, sweetheart, I’m sorry. But, you know-”

“Yeah, yeah, we can’t say anything because your brother hates me.”

Wanda giggled. “He doesn’t hate you, he just...” She trailed off, not being able to think of a way to finish that sentence truthfully.

You picked your head up, staring blankly at her. “He hates me.”

Wanda laughed. “Maybe.”

You laughed with her before dropping your head back down, arms tightening around her. “How much longer do we have to do this for?”

“I don’t know...until I figure out a way to tell him.”

You sighed. “Okay...”

“I’m sorry...”

“It’s okay. I’d rather have you in secret than not have you at all.” You gave her a reassuring smile and pulled her in for a gentle kiss.

A few days later, You and Wanda were in the compound living room watching a movie. You two were alone as the rest of the team were out on various missions, and you took advantage of being alone.

You were cuddled together on the couch, her head leaning on your shoulder, your arm around her.

“Hey.” You heard softly from beside you, you turned your head to look at your girlfriend with a smile.

“Hey.”

“Soo...movie’s getting kinda boring, don’t you think?”

You scrunched your eyebrows, smile still on your face. “ It is? But, I like the part where-” You cut yourself off when you saw the look on the witch’s face. You raised your eyebrows in realization. “Oh! I see what you’re- yeah, okay.” Wand giggled as you leaned forward, giving her what she was seeking.

Pietro was bored out of his mind. Everyone was out doing their superhero duties, but he was benched. Something about how they needed to be covert, and he was far from stealthy. And the man that can turn into a giant green rage monster was? Sure

He decided it was time for him to get a snack when he heard his stomach started to growl. Pausing the show he was half watching, he stood up and made his way out of his room and to the kitchen.

He made it to the kitchen and was about to open the fridge, when he heard a noise. He listened again for it for a moment, but nothing happened. Thinking maybe it was a trick his head was playing on him, he opted to ignore it. He shrugged and turned back to the fridge. He grabbed a snack and was beginning to head back to his room when he heard it again.

He could’ve sworn it was a moan.

Concerned, he sped his way down the hall towards where he thought the noise was coming from. He arrived in the living room, and he paused when he saw two figures on the big couch that was in the corner of the room. The pair looked to be making out.

Pietro went from confusion, since he was under the impression that no one else was in the compound, to annoyance when he saw that you were one of the figures. He rolled his eyes and began to leave, when he got a better look at who was underneath you.

Wanda. 

His little fucking sister.

“YOU FUCKER!” He roared, causing the two of you to yank yourselves apart. Wanda’s hand was still on the back of your neck, but both of your attentions went to the enraged speedster across the room.

With wide eyes, you two watched as Pietro sped over to the couch. Before you knew it, he was grabbing the front of your shirt and pulled, throwing you to the ground. Wanda sat up in a panic.

“Pietro! Stop!”

He ignored her as he marched over to where you were laying. He towered over you, grabbing the front of your shirt again, and pulled up so you met his eyeline. You held your hands up in surrender.

“Whoa, Speed Racer, just-” You started, but he wasn’t having it.

“What did I fucking tell you!” He shouted, his accent thicker than usual. You found it funny how something you thought was so hot on your girlfriend was so terrifying on her brother. “Stay away from her!” He cocked his arm back, fist closed. You shut your eyes tightly, preparing for the impact, but it never came.

You opened one eye cautiously, before opening both. Pietro’s fist was caught in mid-punch by a very familiar red mist, and right then red mist surrounded the rest of his body as well. He was quickly lifted up off of you and was suspended in the air. You quickly let out a breath in relief, before picking yourself up and standing next to Wanda.

The witch was glaring at her brother, eyes glowing red as she held him up. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing!?”

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing!?” He shot back. “You’re hooking up with her!? Seriously!? I told you about her, how she is!”

“I know very well how she was. I can make my own decisions, brother.”

“You’re more than welcome to make your own decisions, as long as it’s not her! She’s using you!”

“Whoa, hey I am so not using her!” You stepped in, defending yourself. 

“Oh give me a break, all you do is use girls for a quick fuck and then you’re done with them!”

“And you don’t!?” You said, which only pissed Pietro off more. He tried to break free from Wanda’s hold, but she made it tighter. “Regardless, I don’t do that kind of thing anymore! I haven’t in a long time!”

Pietro scoffed. “Yeah, right. What makes you think I should buy that you just ‘changed’?”

“Because I love her!” You shouted. Pietro stopped struggling and looked at you with wide eyes, Wanda turning to look at you as well. Eyebrows raised, and mouth slightly open.

You two haven’t said those words to each other yet. 

Wanda lost her concentration and Pietro dropped to the ground. He didn’t make a move towards you though, he just stood up and continued to stare at you.

“I...I fell in love with her. I’m pretty sure I’ve loved her for a long time, before she even started sparing me a second glance.” 

“You never told me that...” Wanda smiled, making her way over to you.

“Well, to be fair, you were with Vision when it started...and then we finally got together, so it didn’t feel worth bringing up.” You shrugged. Wanda gave you her wide smile that you loved so much, he hands moving around your neck.

“I love you too.” She whispered, but you heard it loud and clear. You smiled and she pulled you into a kiss.

Pietro stood there in shock. Wanda has had a lot of questionable romantic choices, people that didn’t deserve her, but she’s never expressed that she was in love before. He’s never seen Wanda look at anyone the way she looked at you.

He didn’t know if he really trusted you yet, but he trusted Wanda. And if you made her even a fraction as happy as she just looked to be, he would find a way to come around to you.

If you ever so much as hurt her feelings though, he knew where to find you.

You wouldn’t get so lucky a second time.

[shadyteacup]

Hi! Im the one req 7 for chuuya sorry i didint specified, i just realized it. Can i get angst prompt 7 for chuuya?

Hiya! This pained me to write, so I made it fluffy at the end... sorry if u were looking for pure angst! I can't go to sleep peacefully peacefully after writing angst, I need to clutch my soft toys and cry myself to sleep..

Warnings: Angst to fluff, maybe a swear word at the end.. dw, it's just "bish", but like the actual word.

Word count: 2006 😳yes, I got carried away

Nakahara Chuuya + “Please wake up”

Forewarning

“Don’t move, Chu.”

You grumbled against his chest. It was yet another lazy morning for the two of you. Lazy mornings consisted of waking up late, cuddling on the bed till lunch time, getting dressed and having dinner at some exotic place, going for a long drive, then coming back home. It was a perfect day for a traditional lazy day, except for the fact it was a weekday.

Chuuya sighed. He had to get to work, and so did you. You both couldn’t afford to miss any workdays, considering that you both worked for the same organization, one that didn’t hesitate to punish for untimely work. Chuuya was an executive, and so were you. You both had multiple solo missions planned out for today and one mission wherein you both had to team up. It was going to be quite a busy day, and Chuuya wanted nothing more than to just get it all over with. He was looking forward to some lazy cuddles in the evening, after both of your jobs were done.

“We have to get dressed, dove.”

He tried reasoning with you. You were a workaholic, just like him. It surprised him to see this lazy side of you. But then again, you must be tired, he thought.

“I know. But let’s bunk today!”

You looked up at him with wide eyes, hoping to convince him.

Chuckling, he pet your head affectionately.

“The mafia isn’t some school that you could just bunk. Besides, don’t you love working?”

You frowned at that. You were feeling weird today. It’s like something was forewarning you. But about what?

“I just have a bad feeling about today. I don’t know why, but I feel like something bad is going to happen.”

He sighed. He was never one to believe I such things. That was why you weren’t telling him until now.

“We work in the mafia. How worse can it get?”

“I suppose you’re right.”

You smiled, getting up to get ready.

....

“The target is in the warehouse.”

Chuuya said to you. You both were currently seated in Chuuya’ s car, parked on a hill. Your stakeout point had a clear view of an abandoned warehouse. Apparently, it was the location where a rival gang was coordinating with some members of the mafia and stealing their goods. You both had already executed the moles and had sent in one of your trusted members as a pretend mole. He would send you both a signal when he felt that the security was the weakest at the entrance. You both would then attack. He was supposed to cause a commotion in there, resulting in majority of the guards to rush inside and leave the entrance wide open for you two. Your men had already sealed all exits to ensure no one got out. Now you were both waiting for the signal.

“Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.”

Chuuya pouted at your jab.

“I was just being thorough!”

“By stating the obvious?”

“You’re so mean.”

“Says the angry redhead.”

“What has my hair got to do with anything?!”

“Your hair has got to do with everything! I-”

A sharp sound was heard. Both you and Chuuya were blinded for a second as white filled your vision. You felt your torso pinch a little. It almost felt like someone was sticking a few needles into your tummy. You heard screams. They sounded frantic. A few moments later, your vision cleared, and you saw yourself floating in the air, a frantic Chuuya saying something to you. It all sounded mangled and mixed up. If you could have laughed at the moment, you would have laughed at how funny he sounded.

The screams had turned to cries, now. You were so confused. Who was crying? And why was Chuuya pressing down on your stomach?

Looking down, you saw the blood. There was blood everywhere. It had completely soaked your shirt. Chuuya was using his ability and his hands to keep it in. He seemed hurried. His eyes were watery, and streams of tears were flowing down his cheeks.

Finally understanding the situation, you realised that you were injured. Looking down at your torso, you saw the two bullet wounds. And now, you finally felt them. The pain was overwhelming. It rushed in like water at the breaking of a dam. It completely filled you up. You now realised that those cries of pain were actually your own. You wished to have never woken from your daze. You wanted to remain oblivious. You wanted the pain to go back to mere pinpricks. It was too much. Succumbing to the enormous pain, you let your eyes shut close. You realised that your body was going to sleep. Maybe for the last time.

....

Chuuya sat in a chair next to your sleeping form. You were lying unconscious on the clean white sheets of the hospital bed. Your entire torso was covered in bandages. You had taken two bullets, one in the side and one right next to your belly button. The doctors were able to save you in time, and it was a matter of time till you gained consciousness.

Chuuya held his face in his hands. The memories of just moments prior to visiting the hospital kept running through his head. He kept seeing flashes of your blood oozing out of your body. He kept remembering the way your eyes had glazed over while he tried to apply pressure on your wounds. There was so much blood. His mere two hands were proving to be inefficient. So, he had activated his ability to push the blood back in. He had no clue if that had helped. He remembered activating his ability the moment you had let out a blood curdling scream. He had levitated you both out of the car and high up in the night sky.

He should have listened to you. Your forewarnings were right. Something terrible had ended up happening. The mole he had sent inside was found murdered by the backup team, and the head of the organization had fled. His men had taken up sniping positions all across the hills. Two of them had shot you at once. He remembered going on a mad spree and pelting boulders at all the men in his sight using his ability right before he flew to the hospital with you in his arms.

“Has she gained consciousness?”, the doctor asked as she peeked in. Chuuya had asked all medical personnel to leave him alone with his sweetheart, a little too passionately, after they were done treating you, and hence the poor doctor was a tad bit scared to check up on your vitals.

Chuuya whipped his head up.

“No.”

The doctor scrunched her brows in worry. Rushing in, she did some tests.

“I’m sorry, sir, but if the patient doesn’t wake up in another hour, we will have to declare a coma condition.”

“What?!”

The doctor jumped at his outburst, but answered him, nonetheless.

“The body is behaving as if it is already in coma. This can also be because it is repairing itself. It doesn’t necessarily have to be coma.”

She sighed.

“But, if the patient retains this state of unconsciousness, we will have to rule out a natural healing process. I suggest you try to communicate with the patient. Sit close, hold hands, maintain physical contact. Try speaking. That way, maybe the body will react to a familiar scent, touch or voice, and gain consciousness.”

Chuuya gulped, worried, and nodded.

“I understand.”

He shakily made his way to your face, observing your serene features. He hesitantly put your hair behind your ear, breathing unsteadily. He felt immense guilt and anger. He was guilty of not paying your uneasiness an ear, and he was angry because he couldn’t save you. If only he had been more vigilant, more aware of his surroundings, he would have been able to smell a rat.

“I’m so sorry. I should have listened to you. I should have been able to protect you.”

He gasped inaudibly, trying to keep his sobs in. He couldn’t stop the tears. They flowed freely down his cheeks, a symbol of his immense fear of losing you. He couldn’t bear the idea of loosing you. It might be selfish of him, but he wanted you to live, because God-forbid, if you didn’t, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself. He knew that if such a devastating situation ever occurred, he would lose all sanity and go mad. He would lose his mental balance and completely fall off the edge. He couldn’t bear to be separated from you for two days, forget the rest of his lifetime.

He caressed your cheek, smiling bitterly at your sleeping form. Nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck, he let himself truly cry. He let out all his emotions into your hair. He found comfort in your warmth. He has always felt the safest in your embrace. That’s where he could truly be himself.

He didn’t realise how long it had been when he began talking to you. Telling you how much he loved you and how he couldn’t live without you. He pondered on how he would take his life if you left him.

“I’d have to go to that stupid mackerel for guidance. But then again, he has been unsuccessful in killing himself for 22 years. He’s probably the worst suicidal guy out there.”

He was lying next to you now, cradling your frail form in his arms.

The doctor waltzed in, a serious and sorrowful expression straining her pretty features.

“Nakahara-san, I’m so sorry.”

Chuuya gritted his teeth, holding onto you tighter.

“No! There’s still a chance that-”

“Its hopeless. The patient has already been in this state for 16 hours.”

“16 hours?”

The doctor smiled sympathetically.

“I gave you a lot more time. I thought maybe the constant contact would help. But sadly, it’s out of our hands now.”

Chuuya sat up, holding your face in his large palms.

“Wake up! Wake up, damnit!”

He shook you gently, desperate to get any kind of reaction out of you.

“Nakahara-san! Please get away from the patient! You mustn’t cause any harm! Security?!”

The doctor rushed forward to pull Chuuya off of you, but he held onto you. He grabbed your arms, looping his own around them and pulling you towards him.

“Wake up!”

He rested his face on your chest, sobs escaping him.

“Please... please wake up...”

The doctor reached forward to clasp his shoulder, trying to pry him off of you.

A large gasp followed by couple of coughs were heard.

You took in a large breath, trying to swallow. Your throat was dry and scratchy.

“Y/N!”

Looking up, you saw Chuuya holding you in his arms, a relieved and surprised expression on his elegant features.

“Hey.”

Your voice sounded raspy, but it was music to his ears.

He engulfed you in a hug, one that knocked the air out of your lungs.

“She’s still a patient!”

The doctor reprimanded as the security guards pulled Chuuya off of you.

You smiled at the tiny ginger.

“I’m alive, Chu. Stop being dramatic.”

Chuuya laughed at your carefree attitude. He didn’t resist the men as they pulled him out of the room. He was relieved to see you awake. He didn’t care about anything else. Just as he was about to leave, you spoke up.

“Call Gin and tell her that I’m not dead!”

“You don’t need to call me, idiot. I was waiting right outside.”

You smiled as she walked in, giving you a hug.

“Why does she get to go in but not me?!”

Chuuya whined.

“Hey Gin, guess what?”

Gin smiled at you, sitting at the edge of your bed at the nurses did their check-ups.

“What?”

“I’m alive, bitch!”

Your snickers could be heard till the hallway, where the rest of your friends were seated. Shaking his head, Tachihara snickered.

“Good ol’ Y/N.”

[muertawrites]

The Dark of the Moon (Zuko x Reader)

Summary: Late night insomnia turns into a conversation about love, and Zuko makes an interesting discovery about his feelings for you.

Word Count: 2,100

Author’s Note: You can thank Avatar being on Netflix and rekindling my childhood obsession for this one. I wrote this mostly as a dialogue / pacing exercise, but it’s also a bit therapeutic since I can actually relate to Zuko more than I realized or could have ever foreseen watching this show as a ten year old. Enjoy a little emotional romantic fantasy on behalf of a preteen crush and all the toxic friends I’ve ever had. ✌

~ Muerta

Zuko usually slept with you. It started one late night during a mutual bout of insomnia, in which you ran into him as you both wandered the halls of the Western Air Temple. You hardly knew him, but he sat with you and talked about everything that night - anything that wasn’t related to the war or either of your pasts that had been torn apart by it. He surprised you with his dry, even-toned sense of humor, as well as with his intelligence in not only combat but literature and philosophy as well; being a healer and a fortune teller by trade, you found a lot to talk about with him.

As the nights awake became more common, you and Zuko spent more of them together; sometimes you’d wait until you happened upon him in the halls, others one of you would designate a place to meet. Eventually, one of you would go directly to the other’s room and you’d sit, sharing whatever light or heavy thoughts happened to plague your minds. You learned a lot about him in those nights, and grew to feel proud of how far he’d come in such a short time - you often helped others, those much older than yourselves, over months to scale the internal struggles he had, and he’d managed to do so on his own. The more you gave to him, the more he gave back, and it soon became commonplace to fall asleep to the sound of his breathing as he lay in his sleeping bag on the other end of your room. 

And that’s exactly what woke you up - the strange, still energy of your bedroom that indicated his resting place was empty. You rolled over, unable to spy his silhouette under the moonlit windowsill, and you rose, your feet carrying you to where you were certain he would be. 

It was a gorgeous night, with a gentle breeze ruffling the crisp air. You found Zuko in the courtyard, gazing out over the fog veiled landscape under the swell of the full moon. Without a word, you sat beside him, watching the clouds roll by like ships on a silent ocean. His chest churned in turmoil, so intensely you could feel it in your own.

“Apparently, I can’t sleep without you anymore,” you said. “How selfish of you to have problems that keep you up at night.” 

Zuko huffed out a soft chuckle, though the weight in his chest didn’t lift. He leaned back onto his palms, craning his neck backward and allowing the wind to tousle his ash-black hair. 

“You didn’t need to come out here,” he told you gently. “It’s not your job to help me fix myself.” 

“It never has been,” you replied. “I’ve never fixed anyone. All I ever do is listen and recite a few proverbs; everyone comes to their own conclusions in the end.” 

“That’s not true,” Zuko retorted. “I’ve seen you heal. You can do things not even Katara can do, just with whatever happens to be growing nearby. It’s incredible.” 

You smiled, your heart fluttering in your chest. 

“Physical healing and emotional healing are two super different things,” you told him. “Emotional wounds can only really be healed by the people who have them. I mean, unless you want me to crack open your chest and poke around at your heart for a little while.” 

Zuko chuckled again, the tenseness of his muscles easing up just slightly. He opened his palm and spawned a softly glowing flame, both of you watching it flicker in the cool night air. 

“I wish I’d been born a water bender,” he mused. “Something that would do good for others. All fire does is destroy.” 

You were silent for a moment, watching the thoughts swirl, tormented, behind his eyes. You thought of all the times you’d seen him smile, how his happiness made his handsome features all the more radiant and caused your stomach to bubble with joy. The memory shot a spike through your chest.  

“... You know, we only ever see one part of the moon,” you commented, breaking the quiet. “Everything behind that - the dark side - we don’t really consider, even though it’s always there and is as much a part of the moon as the side that’s in front of us.” 

Zuko smirked at you, distinguishing the flame in his hand. 

“Reciting a proverb at me?” he teased. 

You grinned. 

“This one’s more like a metaphor,” you admitted cheekily. “That tea I make, the one that tastes awful but makes pain completely disappear?” 

Zuko nodded. 

“I need fire to make it,” you continued. “I have to roast the ingredients over an open flame before boiling them. Without fire, I couldn’t do most of my healing; it would be too painful without the tea to help.” 

Zuko said nothing, but you could sense your words sinking into the cracks in his troubled thinking. 

“Fire is heat and light,” you added. “It’s just as important to life as water or earth or air. Every element is capable of destruction or creation - there isn’t a single one that’s inherently good or bad. The person that controls them is the only one who determines that.” 

There was another long pause, in which you busied yourself noting the different wild plants growing between the stones that paved the courtyard. You listed the different medicines you could make with each, the process calming you. 

“I’ve done some pretty shitty things to people I care about in order to embrace my goodness,” Zuko finally spat. The bitterness in his tone stung you. You turned to him, and for a split second you caught a familiar, rageful glimmer in his eye; the sight made your own temper flare. 

“Zuko, don’t do that to yourself,” you said. “It wasn’t just your father who hurt you and you know that.” 

“I know,” he snapped, cutting off the end of your words. “I still care about her, though. I don’t even know if she really ever cared about me, but I still… I still miss her.” 

Your ribs seemed to cave in, crushing your heart and lungs. He’d told you about Mai many times, and all you ever saw was that the darkness in her drew out the darkness in him; it even hung over you, clouding out the comfort you felt with Zuko and replacing it with unease and doubt. You feared there was no place in his heart for you - not while Mai still remained in it, no matter how badly her memory made him bleed. 

“It’s hard,” you choked out. “I still miss some of the people who hurt me, too.” 

That was all you could manage to say. You pulled your knees to your chest, half-burying your face in the fabric of your night dress as you forced the tears welling in the corners of your eyes not to flow. 

This is what you get, you scolded yourself. This is what you get for feeling things for people you know could never feel the same about you. 

A sensation of warmth curling around your shoulders made you jolt. Instinctively, you inched away, glancing in Zuko’s direction as he retracted the arm that had draped around you. You expected him to look away, but he didn’t - his pale amber eyes instead locked with yours. 

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “You hold your head so high… I forget sometimes that you’re trying to heal, too.” 

His words caused your tears to spill, though you didn’t cry; your face remained stony, and no sobs shook you. Your tears fell as easily as water from a cliff’s edge, impeded by nothing but the will of gravity. 

“... The cards you lent me,” Zuko said after a pause, almost blurting the words. “I’ve been reading them, to help me let go of everything I left behind. I don’t think I’m doing it right.” 

A few weeks ago, you’d given him a deck of cards you used for fortune telling. Each card depicted a different object, element, or scene, and were laid out in combinations that gave insight into a person’s spiritual path. You liked them more than other forms of fortune telling, as it encouraged its readers to make their own assumptions and drive their own fates instead of having it simply told to them. You gave your deck to Zuko so he could reflect on something finite, instead of getting consumed by his own thoughts. It was exactly what you used them for, and you knew they would help.

“Why?” you asked softly. 

“I drew a card that didn’t make sense,” he told you. “I laid down the Tides, then the Crossed Blades, and then… I pulled the Badger Mole. The other two I understand - one is for movement and change, the other is for strength in allies, but I… can’t figure out what the Badger Mole is supposed to mean.” 

“Badger moles are strong, powerful,” you explained, speaking dispassionately from memory, “but they’re gentle. The card represents the duality of both. They mate for life, too, so it also represents love and companionship.” 

As you spoke, you felt a meteor crash between you and Zuko. His face fell, dumbfounded, as he looked at you, his eyes darting minutely back and forth as you watched the pieces mend together in his head. 

“What do you feel?” you whispered, part of you terrified of his answer.

“... I feel like I’m fighting the tide,” Zuko replied, his tone awestruck. “It’s pushing me to shore, but I keep trying to swim back out to sea.” 

The corners of your lips curled upwards slightly, your cheeks still sticky with tears. 

“It’s really scary, huh?” you said. “Loving another person.” 

“Yeah... especially when you’ve never known what it feels like before,” Zuko added softly. 

You reached out, tentatively resting your palm against his cheek. His hand rose to close over yours, the sensation trembling you to your core. 

“How many times have you pulled the Badger Mole?” you asked. 

“Every time,” Zuko breathed. “I’m so stupid for not realizing. You make me feel wild and calm all at once. I get this crushing feeling in my chest when I see you or even think of you, and I thought it was just fear or sadness. But… you don’t make me want to lash out like I used to, with my father and Azula and Mai… just the thought of you makes me want to be the best person I can be. Even though I know you already accept me for not being that person.” 

You couldn’t help but laugh, somewhat defeatedly, your knees falling away from your chest and crossing in front of you. Your body was heavy, but your head felt light. 

“I love you, Zuko,” you murmured. “But I’m afraid.” 

Zuko wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. His forehead fell to rest against yours, his eyes closing as he steadied his erratic breathing. 

“If you’re scared, I’ll protect you,” he said quietly. “That’s what I think lovers are supposed to do.” 

The word made every organ in your body jump to your throat. Lovers. Your limbs felt weak, but your heart felt strong with Zuko holding you. 

Without thinking, you took his face in your hands and kissed him. It wasn’t hard and passionate like you expected, but firm, gentle, his lips pressing to yours like two palms grasped in an assuring embrace. He lay one of his large, able hands on the back of your neck, his thumb tenderly stroking your skin. 

When you finally broke apart, Zuko gazed at you with a soft, forlorn expression. His fingers reached to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. 

“I’m sorry I talk about her so much,” he said. “It must kill you.” 

You shook your head, a soft smile forming on your lips, still red from where Zuko had kissed them. 

“Don’t worry about it,” you told him. “I know some people from my past you’d happily drive a knife into.”

Zuko chuckled, the light, airy smile you saw when he was truly happy spreading to each of his cheeks. The spike that drove itself through your heart when you thought of it earlier was gone, replaced by the sweet warmth of a low flame on a cold night. With him, you were safe. 

“Let’s get some sleep,” Zuko suggested, taking your arm to help you stand. 

His hand slipped easily into yours, your fingers twining together. He leaned forward and kissed you again, his lips only grazing yours, causing your skin to buzz with the sensation. 

“... Do you think we’ll have to talk to Aang about this?” you asked as you walked back to your room. 

Zuko raised an eyebrow at you, confused. 

“He is your great-grandfather,” you elaborated with jest. “I should probably do the chivalrous thing and ask for his blessing or something.” 

Zuko laughed, nudging you with his shoulder so that you stumbled over your feet. You shoved him back, to which he took you by the waist and wrapped you tightly in his arms, kissing your cheek. 

“He probably won’t care,” he replied. “But my uncle will love you.”

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@iwillbecomealawyer Dialogue story based off of this post.

Sorry, no Lili going apeshit (yet) just her planning on who to burn while listening to her boyfriend vent.

"I was really worried-" Lili tried to start

"I know Lili, you don't have to apologize."

"No, I really need to. I mean, you realized that Meligula was your great aunt who killed your grandma!"

"I mean, that was one of the biggest things that happened, yeah."

"Biggest thing? Wait, what exactly happened during your time as an intern?"

"Well... I mean a lot of agents saw me as a really little kid..."

"I know that feeling, but what else?"

"Uh... should I start from the beginning or did Harold already tell you about how my clothes were stolen?"

"Your clothes were what!?"

"The other interns said I needed to wear a uniform. I just wanted to fit in and... well, Sasha told me it was no big deal and that hazing was natural."

Lili could have gone off and burned all of the Junior Agents' behinds with that (and possibly Agent Nein's as well), but she stayed. Raz needed to tell her everything. "Go on." Her voice was deliberately steady, which Raz picked up on.

"Please don't hurt them. They like me now! Well, most of them."

"Most?"

"Nora still isn't... too big of a fan?"

"The girl who claimed you were the mole and said Meligula was your girlfriend? The same one who basically was responsible for bringing Meligula back because she messed with your mission?"

"Please, Nick was the one trying to bring back Meligula. Nora was just trying to look out for the Psychonauts!"

"By saying that you were the mole?"

"I mean, I think Agent Forsythe thought I was the mole too."

"She what!?"

"Well, she mentioned that both the Aquatos and Meligula were both from Grulovia when I first asked about Meligula..."

"SHE WHAT!?"

"Lili, don't."

"Is there even more to this story!?"

"I mean... there's also my family coming over, and helping the Psychic Six." Maybe distracting Lili with way more of the story would cause her to forget some of the other things that Raz mentioned?

"I think my mom's coming around to the idea that I'm psychic..."

"You think?"

"Well, I know my siblings are taking it worse, so at least my mom is better."

Raz, that's not a good thing. Lili thought.

"It's at least something!" Raz insisted against Lili's thought.

"Please... at least tell me the Psychic Six were fine?"

"Well, most of them. I helped them with their problems...though I'm not sure what to think about Ford Cruller anymore..."

"What do you mean?"

"On the one hand, he's one of my heroes. The founder of the Psychonauts! On the other hand, he gave me and my entire family crippling fear of water. A fear so great that I could swear every time I was near water there was... a giant hand trying to drag me down and... drown me."

So that was the Junior Psychonauts, Agent Nein, Agent Hollis, Raz's family, and Ford Cruller's butts Lili needed to set on fire.