#also i may eep soon so-

[agent--shadow]

Kai contemplates for a minute, digging around in the fuzzy void that was the past two years. "Hmmmm..." But nothing, at least, not anything other than what he already said, "Not that I can think of right now. But there is one piece of advice I learnt the hard way. Never go into the labyrinth of the building alone, they'll find you no matter how good at hiding you think you are."

@brain-is-a-toaster

Questioning and Revelations

After some medical attention, Kai (@agent--shadow) finds himself inside one of the agency's interrogation rooms. Several signal blockers have been set up, cutting him off from any outside communication.

Handler Ellie walks in the room, her eyes cold and strict. She puts down an analog recorder, several digital microphones and cameras have littered the room.

"I would appreciate it if you would cooperate with this questioning, young man." Despite her words implying it was a request, her tone was clearly implying that it wasn't an option to be uncooperative.

She checks her watch, checking the time. If her guess is right, Handler Blue (@blueorchid-95) will arrive in half an hour. She would've heard about Kai's location around this time and once she hears about this, it would not be pretty.

[boba-beom]

*:･ﾟ❅･ﾟskate to my heart | KANG TAEHYUN

pairing: taehyun x fem!reader

genre: oneshot; fluff, bsf2l

summary: after watching taehyun at practice several times, he eventually asked you to watch his last, big game for the season in exchange for a date later the same night. with an uncertified label and known feelings between the both of you, would taehyun end the day with two wins?

wc: 4.1k

warnings: not proofread :< bestfriends 2 lovers, taehyun courting reader, a sprinkle of jealousy, taehyun almost fought someone eep, very little hockey terminology+knowledge (inaccurate representation most likely), physical affection, littlesttt bit suggestive, reader admires taehyun a lot but she gets shy sometimes, lil emotional, minor misunderstangin, taehyun has a super soft spot for reader and ADORES her, confession, a little cheesy, a kiss :>

a/n: requested by anonie! thank you anonie for sending this through <3 I enjoyed writing this and I hope you enjoy reading! also 'courting' is when one person typically spends time and puts in effort with the person they are wanting to pursue! a little better than the talking stage lmao. I would also like to thank @gyupremacy @junniieesbby and @amoryeonjun for helping me come up with title options for this fic, ily guys (I may use one for a short sequel to this but that's for another day lmao)

a few days ago you had promised taehyun that you would come with him to his final hockey game for the season. in exchange, he made a promise to take you out on a date after, regardless if he wins or not.

and that led you to this very moment.

the sports venue was quite big, just the right size for the local games, with the building accommodating two rinks for figure skaters on the other side and ice hockey on the side you're on, in which you're seated by the acrylic panels so you were one of the closest to the rink.

just for taehyun.

he's the sole reason you've bought new outerwear and accessories to keep you warm within the rink, you even bought a jersey jumper with the colours of the team he is in. perhaps you went the extra mile and personalised it with his surname and birth date number.

"I hope you'll come to my hockey game this weekend. it's the last one for the season and it would mean a lot to me if you came along. and then afterwards I'll promise to take you on a date, please?"

his words echoed in your head as if he had told you just before you arrived at the sports venue. a smile had started creeping up on your face as you remembered the way he almost begged you to go on a date with him; his eyes gentle and his hand enveloped yours.

taehyun's team, rockets, had plenty of fans. some being seated a few rows behind you on your far left. it wasn't hard to miss them from the way you could hear high pitched squeals as soon as the players for rockets stepped their hockey skates onto the ice, watching the team skate past you one by one.

as each player glided past you, the cheers for the team were non-stop, whistles, screams and chants behind you. yet you managed to block them out a little — as if the lack of sounds would help you see better — and your eyes were darting around to look out for one player in particular.

then the crowd started to cheer significantly louder than before. that's when your eyes locked with a pair of large, round ones that had a familiar hold on yours. he sent you a subtle wave paired with a quick wink, and you thank god that you were sat at the front to catch that.

you waved your blue and red striped scarf, that you had bought just for him, as you called out for him and his team name as an attempt to hide the fact you could feel your cheeks heating up.

but taehyun noticed. you couldn't hide that from him.

the game wasn't going to start for another thirty minutes since the players were gliding around for their on-ice warm ups. you observed the way players would get comfortable on the ice, taking in long strides, others in smaller groups to do their crossover drills from one end of the rink to the other.

you noticed some of the crowd coming closer around you, to the acrylic panels since they were able to stand there within the duration of practice up until the puck drop. luckily you remained in your seat and was still able to have some space around you.

a call of your name caught your attention, but you knew it wasn't taehyun's voice from the sounds of it. a player from the opposing team, wearing the black and white kit, had slowed down skating in front of you, and attempted to spark your attention but you remained neutral and kept a tight lipped smile.

"yah! penguin. shouldn't you be on the other side of the rink?" your ears focus on taehyun's voice, muffling the sounds around you.

knowing taehyun, he was just being protective over you but you still had to make sure he didn't get into any fights. the game hadn't even started yet. he made his way past the opposing player, gliding past him as he slowed down right against the acrylic and knocked on it.

you okay? he mouthed at you with a little nod of assurance.

you gave him a soft smile with two thumbs up to give back the reassurance, but taehyun still felt compelled to stay a few seconds longer. he gave you a knowing look with a head tilt and brows raised slightly, but you couldn't help but laugh a little at his determination to make sure you were okay. again, you noded and smiled as you moved your wrists flicking outwards in a 'shoo' motion so he could get back into warming up with no distractions.

it was amusing that that was the first time taehyun behaved assertively in front of another player outside of the game. he usually had good sportsmanship with all players, however, this time around it seemed as thought he was more bothered than you were.

watching taehyun was nothing out of the norm for you since you always offered to come with him during his practices, admiring the way his skin glowed and reflected the light from the ice below him. watching the way he moved from one side of the rink to the other with steady and swift movements while in control of passing the puck was something you were always amazed about.

there had been a few cases when taehyun was free on the ice, face turning to look straight at you since he always knew where you would sit, and once he had your attention he'd quickly wave at you. you knew if you were on the ice yourself you would melt right through.

*:･ﾟ❅･ﾟ

after a good twenty minutes of the game, the first intermission had started. the teams made their way to their designated sides off the rink, rehydrating and even getting something to nibble on within the fifteen minutes they had.

some players came back onto the rink five minutes before the game resumed, skating to their assigned places. meanwhile you kept your eyes out for your best friend, but the same player from the opposing team made a return towards you.

you noticed but you paid him no attention, keeping that same tight lipped smile while your eyes were darting everywhere but in front of you.

he knocked on the clear barrier, and mouthed 'can I get your number?' and gestured his hand to a phone sign in which you slowly shook your head and mouthed a 'sorry'. he didn't seem to take it and asked again, begging at this point. you were about to shake your head again until a player in blue and red skimmed behind him and backed him up against the clear panel.

you stood up to get a better look and it was no other than taehyun. he was about to grab the other player by the collar of their kit until you had your hand flat on the surface and banging it against the acrylic three times to grasp his attention. taehyun's fist didn't reach the collar, thankfully, catching the worry in your eyes and he retracted his unravelling fist.

a sigh left you as you saw him back up from his opponent, your head shaking slowly at him while you mouth 'it's okay'. he was lucky he hadn't gone ahead with it otherwise it'd led to a five-minute major penalty towards him. he still had two thirds of the game left.

once you sat back down in your seat, you readied yourself for the next twenty minutes of the game. the teams were back in their designated sides of the rink, and taehyun was set in his position as center.

you focused on him, knees slightly bent, hands holding the hockey stick and his concentration on the center before the referee dropped the puck. he hits the puck as soon as it collided with the ice, and his movements remained swift and sharp as he and his teammates led the puck to the other side of the rink.

it was clear seeing the puck passed from taehyun, center, to the left winger then right winger, but so many players blocked your vision. it had you thinking the puck had been taken by the opposing team, though in a fraction of a second your ears were filled with the crowd cheering. from the sounds of it rockets had scored a goal, and you looked up at the screen above the rink to watch a quick replay of who scored the goal.

it was no other than the star player who has your heart.

you stood up, cheering and clapping, waving your scarf as you try and find him in your field of vision. almost as if you were in a movie, the hockey players skated aside and taehyun's skating towards his original position, facing you. you could see his teethy smile as he pointed out at you, hearing a few 'ooh's and whistles from the audience.

the pounding in your chest felt like it was about to burst and the heat crawling up to your cheeks were starting to burn you up. you shook your head at him again, this time sheepishly, as you bit the inside of your cheek, refraining your grin but you couldn't hold out and let out an endearing laugh.

*:･ﾟ❅･ﾟ

it was the second and last intermission of the overall game. the game time period had just finished up nicely, rockets' scores in the lead with nine and the opposing team with five. you had a good feeling about rockets winning the final twenty minutes of the game.

there were about eight minutes left of the intermission before they resumed the game, so you made your way through the row to the restroom.

as you walked down the corridor to find the toilets you felt a loose grasp on your wrist, making your gasp hitch in your throat and turn your head to see just the person you couldn't wait to see until the end of the game.

"tae, what are you doing here?" you whispered at him, the confusion on your face clear as day.

"I was too excited, I wanted to see you."

you noticed the way his slightly damp and dishevelled hair was grazing just by his brows, his face glowing from the sheer layer of sweat. and his eyes steady on yours.

"well," you slid your wrist out of his hold and played with his fingers. "we still have that date later tonight, remember?"

you looked up at him and you see a proud smirk on his lips, nodding his head slowly in attempt to keep in his excitement. but the rose hue on his cheeks were a big giveaway.

"I'll see you later then. I'll do my best for you, keep your eyes on me."

taehyun lifted your hand and lightly pressed his lips against the back of your fingers. the familiar feeling of your heart about to burst in your chest returned, and you caught the way the tips of his ears blushed the same pink tinge you saw earlier.

"do your best, my star player." you smiled at him, and he let out a soft scoff intertwined with his laugh. watching him walk away to get back onto the rink and finally letting you go to the restroom.

walking into the restroom you slammed your hands flat on the countertop beside the sink, looking at your reflection in disbelief.

"my star player?! really?" your expression changed when you repeated it again, smiling at yourself and shaking your head. "I must be out of my mind."

you can't believe how fast your feelings were brewing for your best friend. there's always been this unspoken dynamic between you, indirect words that mean something a little more, looks that only has your heart fluttering in your chest — and his. gestures that tended to linger and only either one of you would notice that it was a second longer than what would be considered 'platonic'.

snapping out of your reverie you went to use the toilet before making your way back to your seat. you had the final twenty minutes left and then the evening to talk to taehyun properly.

*:･ﾟ

there were five minutes left until the game was over, and during this game the opposing team had scored three times, bringing the current score for rockets with nine, still, and the opposing team with eight.

you hoped the game wouldn't end in a tie. it would be a shame to end the final game of the season in a tie. rockets were doing so well throughout the past two game, but this third game seemed to be the opposite of what they call 'the charm'.

"come on, come on. just one more point." you whispered to yourself, chanting nervously. your hands gripped onto your jacket, taking it off and revealing your customised jersey jumper reading 'KANG' with '05' underneath in bold.

as soon as you were sat comfortably, you checked the time once more; just under four minutes until the end of the game.

one last point and you'd be celebrating later in the evening.

you watched the puck passed around by the opposing team, almost accepting defeat until the players started skating towards the other end of the rink. rockets had the puck by their sticks and from all you could see, it was being passed repeatedly between the left winger and left defence. losing sight of it again it seems like the right winger had it until you saw taehyun receiving it.

with an extremely quick knock of his hockey stick against the puck, it flew into the goal for the final time this season and the speakers let out the horn indicating the end of the game. the screen above showed the final scores, rockets - 10 / guests - 8.

just in time, and your star player was surrounded by his teammates, each of them skating up to him and knocking the front of their helmets together. watching him being congratulated by his team was so endearing to watch — especially knowing just how much work he's put into this sport, knowing how much he loves it.

the crowd behind you was still full of cheers, whistles and chanting. but your eyes were fixed on taehyun as he took his helmet off, his hair a little more damp and dishevelled compared to when you saw him during the second intermission. that didn't stop him from looking incredible with his face literally glowing from his sweat and the ice reflecting off of the droplets.

he made a beeline towards you for the last time on the ice, a huge grin adorned on his face along with his asymmetrical dimple making an appearance.

was it because his team won? perhaps. was it because you were wearing the jersey with his name and birth date? most likely.

his smile was too contagious you didn't realise when you started smiling so hard, you were laughing a little too. the continuous cheers had you joining in, clapping towards taehyun, all while he mouthed a 'meet me by the foyer'.

after the crowd started moving, you made your way straight to the foyer, watching the audience walk past you as they exited the venue.

you're leaning against a pillar, watching the last strand of the light in the sky disappear through the floor to ceiling glass panels as your stomach was filled up with butterflies from the thought of going on a date with your best friend and making it a joint celebratory dinner.

a pair of hands abruptly weighed your shoulders down, having your heart leap out of your chest as you turn around to a giggly and cheerful taehyun.

"tyun! you were amazing out there!" you exclaimed, jumping up to hug him with your arms over his shoulders and his bag sliding down his arm, only hugging you with one arm around your waist.

"yeah well, I had to put on my best. you were watching." you playfully nudged his arm, biting back your grin but his was too contagious to hold back. "no but seriously, the team did so well tonight. they're going out to celebrate, actually."

your smile faltered in the littlest bit, thinking carefully before you asked him.

"do you want to go too? we can always rain check the date... if you want? I don't mind, seriously." you felt the guilt appear inside you, not wanting to hold him back. you saw how happy he was out there and it wasn't all the time you saw taehyun like that.

"hey, no." taehyun shrugged his bag strap to hang from his shoulder, and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, slowly walking out the exit together to toward the car park. "I have a date to go to and I wouldn't want to miss that for the world. I see those blokes almost every week anyway, I'll live."

taehyuns words brought the flutter back in your chest and you raised your hand to hold onto his that's hanging over your shoulder. the evening air was cool and taehyun's freshly washed hair was finally out of his face. from the angle you could see, he was literally the definition of perfection in your books.

letting his words process in your head, all you managed to say was, "ah, you're so cheesy." you let go of his hand to open the car door, sitting inside as you waited for him to put his stuff in the trunk and sit in the driver's seat.

"yeah, but you like it though." his voice had a playful tone, probably with a smile on his face, it was dark in the car. he wasn't even looking at you, buckling his seatbelt and inserting the key to start the car.

yeah. I do.

*:･ﾟ❅･ﾟ

it's almost been an hour since taehyun dropped you home to get ready and he did the same. you texted him saying that you were done and just waiting for him to pick you up, which didn't take too long because he fortunately didn't live too far away from you.

your phone's notification sound went off as he sent you a simple I'm outside text, but that was the norm with him. you grabbed your purse and shrugged on your coat over your dress, examining your final look through the body-length mirror in the hallway before unlocking the door.

a taehyun in a black button down, top button left undone and sleeves folded to a three quarters length up his forearm that matched nicely with his dark slacks was standing in front of you. and how could you look past the bouquet of red roses arranged with baby's breath, elegantly wrapped in decorative cellophane.

"for my beautiful date."

your lips formed a subtle pout as you retrieved the flowers from him, noticing the sheer bow wrapped around the stems.

"taehyun," your voice was meek, just audible enough until you cleared your throat. "these are stunning, thank you, handsome."

you walked back into the hallway to place them in an empty vase in which you emptied out a couple of days ago after you'd turned the old arrangement into dried flowers.

returning to the entrance, you released a heavy sigh while walking through the door, controlling yourself to not gawk at the gorgeous man stood on your porch.

"why?" taehyun stepped aside for you to shut and lock the door.

you could feel him hovering behind you, and you noticed his shadow casted over your shoulder and could be seen against the wooden door.

"because..." your voice trailed.

once you were done checking you had locked the door properly, you turned around, paying no attention that you were incredibly close to taehyun's face, his eyes darting to your lips before looking back up at your eyes. you lost your balance as your back almost crashed into the door if it wasn't for his hand resting on your lower back.

"because?" he parroted.

your chest was slightly heaving, knowing that he could potentially hear your heart drumming in your chest for the nth time that evening.

"um, because... we're gonna be late for our reservation." you hastily slid aside and walked towards his car as he trailed behind you, his hands in his pockets and letting out an amused scoff with an endeared smile on his face.

*:･ﾟ

to your relief, you had arrived just in time for your private reservation and you had nothing to worry about. the restaurant was beautiful — it was elegant. the high ceiling with dark grey marble pillars in each corner of the room to withhold the structure. a contrast from the ligher shade of grey for the tiled flooring.

"how long until the next season?" you asked taehyun, curious as you fiddled with the corner of the napkin on the table.

despite being with taehyun almost on a daily basis, this was something you weren't used to. the atmosphere was a little different, a little thicker and laced with something that hasn't been spoken about, but it's there.

you were nervous. you knew that, taehyun knew that and he could definitely see that. he reached his hand over to scoop up your fingers gently into his, and the motion of his thumb skimming over your knuckles somewhat helped with those nerves.

"this season only finished a few hours ago, ___." the continuous movement of his calloused fingers against yours had calmed you down enough, but you couldn't manage to look him in the eye until he tugged on your hand lightly. "but probably not for another couple of months or so, we'll see."

you both held eye contact, the longest you managed ever since he picked you up from your house. he opened his mouth to say something but you had already beat him to it, starting to speak before you realised.

"I meant it when I said this, but you genuinely looked so happy out there on the rink." he listened and nodded as he let you continue. "just seeing you so passionate about what you love on the ice rink at first hand was amazing, honestly." you let out a half hearted chuckle.

"well, part of it's because you're there to support me. throughout my practices, trainings and today's game." it was your turn to caress the inside of his palm, letting him know that you'd always be there for him. "and I have something to say."

you nod, listening intently.

"if it wasn't for you supporting me throughout, I don't know if I would've even continued up until now. I got this far because of you. and I know you can sense... whatever this attraction is between us too. you're my best friend and always will be," he paused, noticing the way you bit the inside of your cheek. "but I also want to be your lover."

taehyun didn't know if it was the reflection from the hanging lights above you, but he swore your eyes lit up. you didn't know if you were going to cry because you almost thought you were getting friendzoned, or it was because taehyun had cleared the air and asked to be your lover.

worry washes over taehyun's face, setting aside his utensils as he picked up his napkin to lightly dab on the stray tear that fell without your knowledge. he cooed at you, and you weakly laughed at yourself.

"I was afraid you were going to friendzone me for a second." you had taehyun lightly scoff and slowly shook his head at you, but his gaze softened, brows relaxed and eyes twinkling. "I'd love you to be my lover, tyun. and I'll love you twice as much."

your tears brimmed at your eyes, threatening to fall one after the other until taehyun decided to get out of his chair and walk over to you, a knee on the ground while he cupped your cheek and cooed you with sweet, reassuring words.

"I'd be a fool if I friendzoned you," he dabbed away the tears towards the outer corner of your eyes, "you okay?"

you nodded your head in certainty, cupping his cheek and you noticed the way his eyes are so focused on you, holding the galaxy within. the eyes of your best friend filled with nothing but love and adoration for you.

"tyun?" he hums at you whispering his name. "can I kiss you?"

he huffed an exhale paired with a hopeful nod, and his eyes are focused on your lips.

"please do."

you both let out relieved sighs once your lips collided. his hand gently slid from your cheek to the back of your neck as he deepened the kiss, melting into one another's touch. his moan got caught in the back of his throat the moment he felt your teeth gingerly tugging on his bottom lip before parting the kiss.

"you're just full of surprises, aren't you?" he chuckled at your expression once you realised what you did.

"well, there's a first for everything, isn't there?" your tone smug with a hint of confidence, taehyun attempted to keep a stoic expression.

"that's so cheesy." he stood up, stroking the top of your head and tucking a few loose strands behind your ear.

"but you liked it though." you replied, and he returned to his seat, facing you with a defeated but pleased look on his face.

"yeah, I do"

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[rasby]

M6 eeping

Or, sleeping, for those who don't know! I'm sick and writing these is somehow helping me, expect more of them!!

Asra

• Puts on your shirt (that he totally did not steal) and some shorts and calls it a day (or...night, i guess)

• They don't move around too much but they talk a lot

• You've recently discovered a new passion for talking with him while he sleeps

• They get a bit embarrassed about it once you tell them at first but you two gain SOOO many inside jokes that it's worth it

• Generally, his sleeping schedule is none existant. They sleep when they feel tired. Day, night, shop, middle of the street...doesn't matter!

Nadia

• She is a lady, okay

• Has a full nightly routine, face masks, hair masks, gowns, everything.

• Once she lays into bed though, there is NO waking her up.

• You're often worried she fell into another coma

• It doesn't help that she doesn't move at all

• She's just laying there, still, not making any sound (besides the occasional snore)

• Everything in her life is scheduled and so is her sleep

Julian

• He doesn't often choose to go to sleep

• He mostly passes out at his desk in whatever he already had on

• In the rare occasion that he does go to bed, he puts on an old shirt, no pants

• However he NEEDS his socks. They're a must have

• He has cold feet!

• He both moves and talks a lot in his sleep (it's less talking more muttering tho)

• It isn't unbearable but it may take you time to get used to

• No sleep schedule whatsoever

• It's a miracle he gets sleep, honestly

Portia

• Has a collection of cute pajamas and won't sleep without them

• Also has some cute cat slippers

• When she sleeps she needs something to cling to

• Most of the time it's you

• It isn't too bad, but you might wake up with an aching back

• You see now why Pepi chooses to sleep on the chair...

• She usually goes to sleep early because her mornings are always busy

• And just in general, she likes the morning air, it's refreshing

Muriel

• If he could, he'd sleep naked

• But that isn't decent, especially now that you live with him

• He resorts to sleeping in his undies

• He doesn't move around too much but he does snore

• And it's LOUD

• You get used to it fairly quickly because compared to the sounds from the forest, it's pretty tame

• He still gets embarrassed if you tease him about it though

• He doesn't like being up during the night so he gets to bed soon after the sun goes down and wakes up at sunrise

Lucio

• He doesn't care about being decent and sleeps full on naked

• He gets really hot during the night and this way he can breathe!!

• This man also FIGHTS in his sleep

• You wake up with at least 5 bruises on each body part every morning

• He's required to take off the gold arm for bed because you got hit with it so much, you almost broke yours

• Sometimes when he's having a very vivid dream, you have to get out of bed because he's moving so much

• Usually sleeps whenever you do, he can stay awake for days and can also fall asleep in minutes

[ticklish-n-stuff]

OMG SIS! PERFECT IDEA!

I request you to write a fic on whatever you feel like writing in your loevly lee mood. That is once you feel better and not as tired and angry. Whenever you have energy basically :)

Hope you're feeling okay, big sister.

Cuddle time

Jesus Chirst sis, I've been feeling so fucking lee for Kaveh it's uaghhhakdhskdhks

I always feel so insecure writing a new character so pls bare with me 😖

But also my love for Kaveh is in the same level as Chuuya, so y'know this shit is serious!

Can't wait to write more for him~

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Kaveh x gn!reader (romantic)

Lee: reader

Ler: Kaveh

Warnings: Tickles! My feelings for Kaveh

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Kaveh had been whining all day, claiming that he was "attention starved". He looked up at you with puppy eyes, playfully tugging at your sleeve like a child. "C'mon let's cuddle, pretty pleaseeee?".

If you didn't say yes soon he might actually get down on his knees. As funny as that would be, could you truly deny this man some cuddles? No, exactly.

"Oh fine, you big baby" you playfully teased as you placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Oh hush!" a cute pout adorned his lips as he dragged you to the couch. He layed down and quickly pressed you against his chest. As weak as he may seem, his grip was quite firm along your waist.

"Happy now?" you asked with mock annoyance, trying to make yourself comfortable between the entangled limbs.

Kaveh let out a satisfied hum as he nuzzled all sweetly into the crook of your neck. Although he wasn't expecting you to let out such an adorable squeak.

"Aww, I forget how ticklish you are~" he playfully cooed into your ear, his breath making you shiver.

You could feel the heat rise up to your cheeks. Thanfully you were facing away from him or you wouldn't hear the end of it. He always got so cocky whenever he managed to fluster you, probably because he was always in the receiving end-

"You're one to talk..." you playfully huffed, a slight pout on your lips.

"Haha! Maybe, but you're definitely more ticklish~" as he said that, he moved his hands down to your hips, giving them a light squeeze.

"Gah!" you yelped. Your body wanted to jump out of there, but he kept you firmly held in his arms.

"See?" he chuckled at your reaction before whispering close to your ear. "Even just whispering near your ear is enough to get you all giggly~".

"L-lihies...!" you playfully whined through your soft giggling, hiding your red face behind your sleeve.

"Aww, don't be so shy now~" his hands travelled under your sweater, lightly grazing along the bare skin of your stomach.

"Eep! W-wahahait!" your giggles turned a bit more frantic when you felt his soft, gentle fingertips. It was like being touched by a thousand feathers.

"Wait for what? Did I hit a soft spot?~" his fingers kept softly caressing all over your belly, occassionally tracing around your navel.

You couldn't even argue if you wanted to. His touch was so soft and yet so... ticklish?! The giggles flowed out of you like an open cascade. You didn't even bother squirming away because deep down you loved every moment of it.

"You don't mind if we stay like this for a while, right...?~" Kaveh didn't even let you answer as he nuzzled back into your neck, placing tickly 'lil kisses all over it and near your ear. All while his hands kept caressing your belly and sides, keeping you all giggly in ticklish glee. You could get used to this sort of affection.

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I didnt know how to end this so uhh yeah- akdhakdhkajd

[novankenn]

Imagine the Arc sisters(Harley arc family) Each pick a girl they think would be best ro date their brother while the girls look on in confusion and Jaune is just blushing in the corner. (Bonus points if none of the crazy sisters pick Pyrrha but Saffron quietly tells Pyrrha she is rooting for her. Also everyone dunking on Weiss.)

Jaune was hiding, behind the locked door of his dorm's bathroom, as the entirety of his immediate family... YES all of them... was currently having a "discussion " in the common room about his love life.

Mama (Harley Quinn) Arc: Girls... GIRLS!

The arguing voices quieted.

Mama Arc: Now we ALL know that our love-bunny-wunny has a hard time speaking to girls, and let's be honest that's because of us. I mean how can he EVER hope to find anyone as perfect for him as we are!

Arc Sisters: DAMN RIGHT!

Mama Arc: Now, be that as it may, our puddin' needs someone to watch over him, to cuddle, pamper and hold him when none of us are around... so... please present your personally chosen candidates. Jinx...

Jinx: That's me!

Mama Arc: You're first.

Jinx: the choice is simple. He needs someone chaotic and energetic. Someone that will always remind him of us so... I chose...

Nora: ME??? But I'm with Re...

Jinx: We offer explosives, pancakes and breaking stuff!

Nora: That include legs?

Jinx: Of Course!

Nora: I'm IN!

Mama Arc: Interesting choice. Tiny Tina you're next. Who do you...

Tiny Tina: SHE WAS MY CHOICE!!!! Mom Jinx took my idea!

Jinx: Snooze you loose!

Mama Arc: Girls behave! No fighting!

Jinx & Tiny Tina: Sorry.

Mama Arc: Do you have a second choice?

Tiny Tina: Well...

Ruby: ME!?!?!?

Tiny Tina: Yeppers.

Ruby: Why?

Tiny Tina: You're smart, cute, adorable, and like guns. You're almost as perfect... no on second thought you are PERECT!!

Ruby: Um... thank you?

Mama Arc: You are right she is adorably cute, and oh I can just see the GRANDBABIES!!!

Ruby: EEP!!!

Mama Arc: Saphron, you're next.

Saphron: I refuse. We have no right to be interfering in Jaune's love life, and besides we came here to SEE Jaune, not matchmake!

Mama Arc: We can do both dear, but I accept you decision.

Saphron: (Whispering) You better make your move soon red...

Pyrrha: (Whispering) What?

Saphron: (Whispering) You heard me. Make your move... I'm rooting for you.

Pyrrha: (Whispering) Ah... um... th...thank... you?

Mama Arc: Now while Saphron plots like a traitor, you're up Rebecca.

Rebecca: The girl I picked is the best! She's the strong silent type and kick ass enough to keep Jaune safe from everything, even man stealing homewrecking hussies!

Neo: 😵‍💫⁉️😵‍💫

Mama Arc: Is she okay?

Rebecca: She's... hey! Get back here!

Neo: 😝🤑😝

Mama Arc: No shooting in the hallways!!! Ah whatever. Joan...

Joan: Jeanne and I are making a joint choice for Jaune.

Jeanne: That is correct, and we expect everyone to respect and accept our... choice.

Mama Arc: You mean suggestion.

Joan & Jeanne: Choice.

Mama Arc: Okay. And who is this... choice?

Joan & Jeanne: Her!

Yang: ME?!?!?

Joan & Jeanne: Yes. You.

Yang: But I don't like VB like that!

Joan & Jeanne: VB?

Yang: It's Jaune's nickname...

Ruby & Weiss: Don't Yang!

Yang: ... Vomit Boy.

Joan: We may have made a mistake.

Jeanne: We must correct it.

Yang: Huh?

Joan: Burning at the stake?

Jeanne: It is fitting.

Jeanne and Joan each hook one of Yang's arms and start walking out of the room with her.

Yang: Hey! Unhand me! Let me go!

Mama Arc: Saphron, can you get Jaune and get a stay of execution, please dear?

Saphron: Yes, mom. Come on Red, let's get you... partner.

Mama Arc: Saphron.... any way. Utena you're next.

Utena: Jaune needs someone adventurous and exotic, and I choose her!

Blake: ME????

Utena: Yes.

Blake: But why?

Utena: Cause.

Blake: That's not a reason!

Mama Arc: Ah, Utena IF Blake is your suggestion, why are you holding Ms... Schnee's hand?

Utena: She's seen the error of her ways... but needs some more correction...

Weiss: Help me?

Mama Arc: Ah... Utena... fine. But don't break her too much. She has classes in the morning.

Weiss: Help me?

Mama Arc: Well as I have seen your choices, I shall reveal mine as well. I choose... HER!

Glynda: I... refuse! This is unacceptable!

Mama Arc: My puddin' needs a mature and motherly figure in his life. You're perfect and... this is non-negotiable...

[tklpilled]

genshintk though of the minute: kaveh has a habit of grabbing alhaitham's hands to write notes or messages on his palms. it became a habit when they were in the akademiya library, kaveh wanting to see his junior smile and try to muffle his giggles as soon as the quill trailed around his sensitive palm. nowadays, kaveh may jot down that he wants alhaitham to buy peaches on his way home from work or a sweet note of xoxo's on his wrist emphasized with a kiss to that exposed part of his inner elbow that also has alhaitham failing to hide his giggles behind his book <33

"senior kaveh?" comes a girl's voice from behind. kaveh turns to see a student—amina, he believes her name is. she waits for his attention to be on her before she continues, shifting awkwardly. "um, they want to see you tomorrow afternoon in the gardens. they told me to tell you."

kaveh nods, flashing her a polite smile. "thank you, i'll keep that in mind."

she nods, turning back and walking away. once she's gone, kaveh returns to the table in front of him, reaching for his quill—only to realise he doesn't have any papers for note-taking.

he looks up at alhaitham, sitting across from him, staring at him in silence. alhaitham blinks in surprise when their eyes meet.

"give me your hand," instructs kaveh, an idea forming in his mind. he grabs alhaitham's wrist, pulling it across the table to have better access to his hand. he picks up his quill and begins to write: gardens, 13:00.

"s-senior—!" stammers alhaitham, eyes wide, his fingers twitching as he tries to gently pull his hand from kaveh's grip.

kaveh huffs in annoyance, tightening his hold. "come on, i don't have anything else to write this down on."

"can't you use your own hand?" alhaitham asks. his voice sounds more wobbly than usual.

"and get ink stains all over this book? absolutely not." kaveh glances up at alhaitham's face, only to pause. he's met with flushed pink cheeks and a poorly hidden smile. alhaitham quickly turns away as he notices kaveh looking at him.

"you're ticklish," kaveh accuses; or, rather, observes. even so, alhaitham shakes his head.

"th-that's not—eep!" a sudden squeak interrupts him as kaveh runs the feathered part of the quill down the middle of his palm. he covers his mouth with his free hand, although tiny, embarrassed giggles begin to seep out anyway.

"i didn't think you could smile!" kaveh coos, dragging the quill up and down alhaitham's hand, making him curl his fingers. "come on, don't deny your senior a bit of happiness."

[mystwrites]

hi, congrats on 200 followers! May I please request lers! Tanjiro + Genya and lee!Muichiro 🥭+🌊? it was unlikely for these characters to become friends initially but they did... chaotic friends but friends nevertheless! You can add in Nezuko if you want. Thanks, its okay if you would rather not write this

200 Followers Event is CLOSED!

A/N: I only used Tanjiro and Muichiro for this since my KNY brainpower has been running on fumes lately. Thanks for the request!

The beach was something new for the corps. No one was used to it. However, time off allowed them all to not fight for their lives for once. Everyone had been doing their own thing but Tanjiro and Muichiro were the only ones ankle deep in the water, shivering as the cold water creeped up their ankles.

“Cold! Cold!” Muichiro yelped, tensing up as he walked further into the water.

“It is quite cold!” Tanjiro agreed, gasping as a wave hit him and knocked him over.

Muichiro squeaked as he also got knocked over, shivering as he resurfaced. Now fully submerged, there was no going back. Both boys submerged themselves in the water, surfacing and feeling less cold the longer they swam about.

Five minutes into swimming around and they were comfortable, jumping as high as they could in chest deep water as the waves crashed into them. After a few minutes, Muichiro looked back towards the beach where the others were all hanging out.

“Muichiro kun!” Tanjiro gasped, making Muichiro startle and whip around to face him.

“What? What?” he asked, looking around.

“Are you blushing?” Tanjiro asked, pointing at Muichiro’s cheeks.

“No! I’m not!!” Muichiro argued, coughing to try and ward off Tanjiro’s sudden interest in his cheeks. “I might be getting sick…”

“Aw! You are blushing! So who are you looking at?” Tanjiro pressed, smirking.

“No one! I’m looking at no one!!” Muichiro cried, realizing his blushing probably isn’t helping the situation.

“Zenitsu?”

“No! I’d never blush at him!”

“Inosuke?”

“No way…why…ugh! Nevermind! EEP!!”

Tanjiro giggled and squeezed Muichiro’s sides. He had been very aware of Muichiro’s newly discovered weakness. Deciding this was his chance to get his answer, he squeezed just below Muichiro’s ribs, making the poor teen shriek and laugh, splashing around in an attempt to escape.

“Who are you blushing at?” Tanjiro continued, hoping Muichiro will give him an answer soon. “Come on, you’re blushing at someone on the beach!”

“Nohoho one! Ihihi’m blushing at no one!! Tahahanjiro!!” Muichiro giggled, flailing like a literal fish out of water. “Ihihi’m not blushing ahahat anyone!! Ahahaaa!! Gehehet away!!”

“Come on! Tell me! Tell me!!” Tanjiro exclaimed, continuing to tickle Muichiro. “I’m gonna keep pestering you unless you tell me!”

“Noohoho!! I’m not gonna!” the Mist Hashira screamed in defiance. “Ihihi’m not blushing at ahahanyone! I swehehear!!”

Muichiro and Tanjiro both yelled in shock when a wave hit them both from behind. Tanjiro was knocked over, Muichiro taking the opportunity to slip away, swimming as far as he could to get away from his attacker. His friend however was much quicker and caught him before he could reach the sand.

“What are they doing?” Zenitsu asked, pointing at the two, Muichiro’s yell grabbing the group’s attention.

“Don’t know.” Kanao added. “Looks like they’re having fun.”

“Maybe they’re drowning?” Genya suggested, noticing how Muichiro frantically flailed about when Tanjiro grabbed him. “In that case…we might need to save them before pork chops over here decides to jump at the opportunity to actually drown them.”

Much to Genya, Zenitsu and Kanao’s horror, Inosuke tackled Muichiro and Tanjiro before they reached them. It looks like Tanjiro never got his answer.

[im-the-king-of-the-ocean]

So I saw this really cute NND fanart by @etincelleart, which inspired me to write this fic where Ruby and Penny go for boba in Vacuo.

honestly it's the closest I've engaged with canon in my writing in a long while and it was really fun

don't ask where the atla joke reference came from bc I'm still not entirely sure how it found its way in

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Taste Buds

Since her transformation Penny’s life has been full of new experiences. Most of them, good (hugs, the warmth of the sun on her skin, meeting and petting that stray cat, hugs), but she still has just a little bit of apprehension about trying new things. Flipping too quickly through the pages of a book she couldn’t automatically download into her mind (due to her excitement over that being an experience she can have now) leading to her First Ever Paper Cut had taught her that it was perhaps best to take some things slowly.

There’s still no one else quite like her. Ambrosius hadn’t made her a new body. They’d been very careful with their wording there. She just sort of has one now? The person she’d always been manifested as she envisioned herself? Penny is most definitely real, so it checks out. It’s just…the part of her that still finds comfort in hard data and scientific fact struggles with the whole thing, sometimes, when it’s quiet, and she has nothing else really to focus on.

Food has been a particularly exciting (if also a little worrying) topic. Hunger is not something Penny enjoys. Being able to taste definitely is. Even if she hasn’t had the chance to try out too many flavors yet, Penny loves all of them, especially sweets. Though that may be due to it being Ruby (and Ruby’s own giant sweet tooth) that introduced her to many of the foods she’s tried so far, leading to something of a bias in the data sample.

The worrying part about food is the eating. According to the medical doctor she’d gone to with Ruby, Penny is a perfectly healthy, normal girl. The doctor had also reassured Penny her lack of medical records was okay, expected even, it was a common situation amongst a lot of the Atlesian refugees. Informing her that Penny’s organic body was a relatively new development had led to a bit of awkwardness, but they’d moved passed it.

The point being, all the necessary parts for a digestive system (and also every other functionality a person has) are there. How exactly they got there may be a mystery Penny will live with for the rest of her life, but they’re still there, and they all do their jobs properly.

Penny had been nervous at first, to eat. Before, she’d always had to be incredibly careful because a crumb or droplet of liquid in the wrong place could lead to system-wide errors and glitching for days. But, eating was part of her life now. Normal now. Expected even.

And honestly, once she got past that initial, momentary hesitation, the excitement had taken over. It’s a whole new—

“Eep!”

Ruby tugs Penny into a flurry of rose petals. Penny reflexively relaxes into the sensation. They land, breathlessly, on the opposite side of the street from the (cabbage? Penny is fairly sure those are cabbages, but, without instant access to databases, she’s still learning to differentiate vegetables on her own, and all the green ones are particularly difficult) vendor, whose cart Ruby almost knocked over.

The probably-cabbage vendor shakes his fist at them, but doesn’t chase them across the street. He picks up the handles of his cart and, grumbling, goes on his way.

Ruby looks to Penny. Penny looks back. Ruby’s laugh fills her cheeks before bursting out of her. Penny can’t help but join in.

It takes a few minutes for their giggles to subside.

“Okay, okay.” Ruby takes a breath to settle herself. “Come on, we’re almost there.”

They continue weaving their way through the streets of Vacuo, though not going quite as fast as the almost jog Ruby had led Penny on to begin with. Soon they reach the shop with the large sign reading, Bubba Bubba Boba, above it.

The boba shop is slowly becoming something of a favorite of their group. It is, first and foremost, Ruby and Yang’s spot, a cherished reminder of their pre-Beacon life. One they’re slowly sharing with everyone. There’d been talk of visiting as a whole group, but differing assignment schedules made that difficult. So far, to Penny’s knowledge, only Yang has taken Blake there, at the end of their first Official Date As A Couple, where they’d meandered through the shopping district together.

Until, that is, less than an hour ago, when Ruby rushed into Penny and her father’s small quarters and declared Penny absolutely has to go there with her.

Penny isn’t exactly sure of the timeline between Yang surprising Ruby with boba to Yang and Blake’s date ending with them getting boba to now, but she is a little concerned about Weiss’s absence from the series of events. Wouldn’t it have made sense for Team RWBY to go together first?

(Unbeknownst to her, there had been an intermediary moment where Ruby, after hearing about Yang and Blake’s date, got her idea to take Penny for boba, and talked to Weiss about it. Weiss had encouraged (to put it in the most mild terms possible) Ruby to just ask Penny out already, which Ruby had, of course, interpreted as ‘taking my friend Penny, who is my friend and totally not anything else, out for boba’.

(Semi-relatedly, there is an entire chapter of the memoir living rent free in Weiss’s head titled; My Teammates And Their Obliviousness To Their Own Romances: How To Deal With The Unending Frustration.)

Penny and Ruby walk into the boba shop. It’s sparsely decorated, most of what’s there an eclectic assortment of basic furniture easily found. Packing up, leaving in a hurry, and restarting a business in a new kingdom hadn’t been easy for the shop owners, but they seem to be doing their best.

Penny trails after Ruby to the counter. She looks up at the colorful options cheerfully displayed on the menu. There’s a lot of them. Some flavors she recognizes, like strawberry or mango. Others she doesn’t. Staring at the words ‘matcha’ and ‘taro’ doesn’t suddenly reveal anything about what they are to Penny.

“Hey, Penny?” Ruby is looking back at her, mild concern written across her face. “You good?”

“Yes, I…” Penny bites her lower lip. “I don’t know what to choose.” Any of the options could be good. They probably all are. But this will be her first boba. Her first boba with Ruby.

It suddenly feels just a bit daunting.

“Well, let’s see.” Ruby comes to stand beside her. She automatically reaches for Penny’s hand, and Penny doesn’t hesitate in allowing her to take hold of it. With her other, free hand, Ruby taps her finger against her lips. “You’ve had a bunch of types of fruit before, right? Maybe we could go with one of those flavors, since they’re already kind of familiar?”

“I suppose.” Penny glances again at the flavors on the menu she doesn’t know. It would probably be most logical to not travel too far away from the known on her first taste, no matter how much her curiosity is telling her otherwise.

Ruby catches sight of Penny’s expression. She frowns. Then her eyes light up with an idea. “Or, we could get one of each, something you’re familiar with and something you’re not, and share!”

Penny can’t help but grin. “I like that idea much better.”

At the counter, Ruby orders one strawberry and one matcha. Then, with drinks in hand, she leads Penny to one of the shop’s outdoor tables. They sit.

“Here.” Ruby passes the strawberry over to Penny first. Their fingers accidentally brush against each other.

Penny’s heart skips a beat. She tells it, not for the first time, it really must stop doing that when these sorts of minor accidents happen when she’s around Ruby. They’re very comfortable with physical contact with each other. Why should the unintended ones be any different?

“Try it! Try it!” Seemingly unaware of where Penny’s mind is at, Ruby eagerly gestures at the boba cup in front of Penny.

Putting such thoughts aside for later, Penny picks up the strawberry one, and guides the straw to her lips. Then nearly jumps as the first boba makes it to her mouth. She was not expecting that specific texture! Penny rolls the boba around with her tongue, adjusting to how it feels, and tastes.

“Soooo?” Ruby leans forward over the table. “How is it?”

Penny doesn’t have to think about her answer.

“Perfectly sensational!”

“Yay!” Ruby swings back in her chair. Too far. It leans back. Its front two legs leave the ground. The chair tips and unceremoniously drops Ruby. She instinctively calls upon her semblance to catch herself, but flies too far, going into the street.

A second later Ruby finds herself in an amongst the fallen cabbages of the cart she crashed into.

The vendor, the same one from earlier, has his hands on his head.

“MY CABBAGES!”

Over his shoulder, Ruby meets Penny’s gaze. Penny grabs their bobas. They go running.

(Later, they’ll go back and make things right with the cabbage vendor.)

For now, Ruby and Penny hide out in an alley and swap boba flavors.

[ao3gobi17]

If Spider and Meyer managed to escape, would he take him in? What kind of relationship would Spider have with his grandparents, brother and stepmother then? How did Meyer's parents react when they found out they had another grandson?

Meyer would aim to take him in. He’s definitely got a bit star struck by the media attention and the chance to be a hero and it’s not going to look as impressive if he and Spider then part ways straight after. I know that makes him sound like a terrible person and I don’t believe that’s necessarily true - I’m sure he would be a lot more active as a parent than Spider’s used to with the McCoskers!

We haven’t met the stepmom or Christopher yet but I can imagine a lil kid finding the idea of a big brother quite exciting and Spider would be pretty doting based on his reaction to Chris so far, so I could see the brothers getting on very well.

Meyer did imply that his wife knew he was coming out to try to rescue Spider, so from that small bit of info we can at least infer that she wouldn’t prevent Meyer from engaging with his oldest son and letting him into the family home. I don’t think anyone wants their spouse to suddenly have a teenager out of nowhere so I don’t think she’d personally want Spider to move in but I think she’d also recognise he’s Meyer’s responsibility. And given how polite Spider would be, probably trying to cook and clean everywhere and doting on her son, I could see her warming up to him pretty fast and probably being a better parental figure than Meyer!

There only is one grandparent - Meyer’s mom. I think it would be a huge shock and probably quite surreal for her seeing her Matthew as a teen again (in the form of Spider). Spider’s appearance would give him a huge leg up here too, I don’t think she’d question for a second that this was her grandson. And given how much it’s on the news she is probably well aware that he exists and that Meyer set out to rescue him, so she may have been waiting/hoping for them to get back. It would be a weirder relationship for Spider to get used to (as she is already a gran but he has never experienced being a grandson) but I think they’d get on well. She definitely would ‘blame’ Paz for not telling Meyer she’d changed her mind about the abortion and wouldn’t believe that her son might have known about Spider when Paz’s death hit the news. She’d see Meyer as totally innocent in this and think that he did all he could as soon as he knew. Assuming Quaritch doesn’t run off with Spider at the end of Custody, we may get a cameo from some of these characters! Of course, not in the context of Meyer ‘rescuing’ Spider and bringing him home, eep. <3

[klopford]

Convalescence (ch 1)

Eyy so that WIP I posted earlier? First chapter is done! Here it is on AO3 if you prefer to read there!

But also here it is as a post because some people prefer to read these here and it's only 1,843 words right now? (I'll only tag the characters that actually make an appearance in this chapter)

IDK, is this enough space for a jump?

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“We’re home, my friend! We’re home!”

As the Ragnarok continues its descent and makes the switch from artificial to real gravity, the Warrior of Light’s knees buckle. The crash of her armor against the floor as she collapses gets the attention of everyone on the bridge, and she’s once again surrounded by Scions, with Alphinaud quickly on his knees beside her.

“Katina! Are you alright? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you to stand so soon!”

The Paladin gives a halfhearted wave of dismissal from where she lay. “I’m fine…” she mumbles, “…just tired.” She tries to get up again but feels dizzy, placing her head back on the floor and closing her eyes.

Alisaie joins her brother in kneeling beside Katina and puts a hand on her chest to encourage her friend to stay still. “You’re not going anywhere,” she says firmly, “except back to the stretcher and then off to a bed.” She looks up at Estinien and Urianger at the mention of the stretcher, as if to ask the taller and stronger Elezen men to help move the fully armored Highlander Paladin.

Katina gives Alisaie a weak smile. “Says the one who refuses to stay in bed when injured… eep!” She yelps as Estinien carefully picks her up and places her back on the stretcher.

“I’ve never been as injured as you are right now!” Alisaie exclaims

Alphinaud speaks up. “You’ve been close…” he says, but refrains from elaborating as his sister glares at him.

The Paladin smiles at the twins. “Calm down you two,” she says before closing her eyes again, “I don’t think I could go anywhere even if I wanted to...” Her voice grows quieter as she trails off, raising some concern from her friends.

“Are you still with us?” Alphinaud asks as he kneels by the stretcher, looking Katina over for any signs of trouble. She turns her head to his voice, but doesn't respond other than a weak nod before losing consciousness again.

In the background, Thancred is still on the linkpearl with the waiting party in Sharlayan. “We will need a chirurgeon available as soon as we land,” he says.

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When Katina wakes, she finds herself in a soft bed, stripped of her armor and dressed in a simple linen gown that reaches her knees. As she stretches and stirs, she feels a searing pain in her right hip, and her left foot nudges something.

Alisaie is curled up at the foot of the bed, asleep and trying to take up as little space as possible, but the nudge wakes her and she sits up quickly, blushing. “You're awake! Good!” Her voice rouses Alphinaud, who was asleep in a nearby chair. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I was trampled by a primal...” Katina grumbles. The horrified look on Alphinaud's face tells her this comment may have been in bad taste, remembering Arenvald. “Sorry,” she says quickly. “Where am I?”

“The Sharlayan Infirmary,” Alphinaud answers, yawning as he gets his bearings. “We brought you here as soon as the Ragnarok landed.”

“By 'we,' he means Estinien and Urianger carried your stretcher while the rest of us escorted you,” Alisaie clarifies.

“Where is everyone else?” Katina asks, trying to push herself up onto her elbows but wincing at the pain.

“Thancred, Y'shtola, Urianger, and G'raha are giving their report to the Forum. Estinien is standing guard outside... you've had no small number of admirers and well-wishers wanting to visit and express their gratitude!” Alphinaud explains. “Tataru and Krile have been making sure any 'get well' gifts are delivered to the Annex.” He frowns as he watches Katina struggle to sit up. “You mustn't strain yourself! Please, continue to rest!”

“Here,” Alisaie says as she gets up to offer a hand, assisting Katina into a seated position as Alphinaud reaches behind the bedridden Paladin to prop up a pillow for her to recline against.

“Ah... thanks,” Katina sighs as she's carefully moved to rest against the pillow and headboard, gently touching her right hip to get an estimate of the extent of the injury and gasping in pain at even her own light touch. “Not a very good location to get injured... damn scythe.” Noting the worried looks on the twins' faces, she asks, “How bad is it? Overall? Have the chirurgeons said anything?”

Alphinaud sighs before relaying everything he knows. “You took quite the beating. We did what we could on the Ragnarok , but we didn't have time to remove your armor and do a thorough examination, you were barely hanging on as it was!” He looks somehow disappointed in himself for not being able to do more. “You lost a lot of blood, and the wound on your hip is resisting most attempts at healing. It could be days, if not weeks, before you're allowed out of bed.”

“Honestly, it was a miracle you could even stand up for the brief time you did as we arrived!” Alisaie scolds, clenching her fists and resting them on the edge of the bed as she leans closer. “What did I say about taking better care of yourself?”

Were it any other person, Katina might not appreciate the scolding, but she knows this is Alisaie's way of showing that she cares. “It's alright, it's not like I have much of a choice right now,” she says before looking at Alphinaud. “You said weeks? I sure hope not...”

Their conversation is interrupted by Estinien opening the door and poking his head in. “Ah good, you're awake,” he says, a faint smile on his face. “There's a chirurgeon here to check on you.”

The Azure Dragoon steps aside and a middle aged Hyur walks in, carrying a tray with potions, tea, and a bowl of soup. “Mistress Star, glad to see you up! I just need to do a quick examination and change your dressings, then I have these potions for pain management and blood replenishment, as well as some supper if you feel up for it.” He sets the tray on the bedside table and then turns to the twins with a shooing gesture. “If you wouldn't mind giving my patient some privacy?”

Alphinaud and Alisaie, realizing that the exam would probably expose more of the Warrior of Light than either of them wanted to see, simply nod at the chirurgeon and step outside to wait with Estinien. While they wait, G'raha Tia enters the infirmary and spots everyone outside Katina's door, causing him to rush over with a worried look on his face. “Is she ok?” he asks.

“She's awake now, just being looked over by the healers,” Alisaie explains.

As if on cue, the door opens and the chirurgeon exits. “You can go back in, but let's try to keep the visitors to a minimum. She does need to rest.”

G'raha does not hesitate to go inside and see his friend. Alisaie follows, but Alphinaud lingers outside for a moment. “Estinien? Did you want to visit as well?”

“Room's too crowded,” Estinien grumbles, “You go ahead.” To this, Alphinaud simply shrugs and joins the group inside.

Katina was still sitting up in bed, with the tray that had been brought in now set on her lap. She looks up from idly stirring her soup with a spoon when she hears her friends enter. The twins, she expected already since they were just there, but she beams at the redheaded Miqo'te leading them. “G'raha!”

G'raha immediately moves to Katina's bedside, smiling. “My friend! 'Tis good to see you awake!”

Katina smirks as she remembers saying the same thing to G'raha a few times in the past. “'Tis good to be awake,” she replies, just as he had.

The Miqo'te's ears twitch as he remembers being on the other end of this greeting, and he smiles even wider. “Zenos did not damage your sense of humor then?”

“Oh no,” Katina laughs, “It will take way more than that for me to lose it, Gods willing.” She takes a bite of her soup and swallows, but then pauses for a moment with an unpleasant face.

“Not to your liking?” Alisaie asks, noticing the hesitation.

“It's, uh...” she prods the soup a bit with her spoon as she tries to describe it. “It kinda tastes like Archon Loaf. But in soup form. If that makes sense?”

Alphinaud gives a small chuckle. “When it comes to treating patients, nutrition is far more important than taste. I know you are unaccustomed to Sharlayan cuisine, besides that found at the Last Stand, but it's still very important to make sure you get the nutrients you need to heal.”

“Could use some salt,” Katina grumbles, “or any seasoning at all, really.” She looks up at her friends. “Have you all eaten yet? I don't want to keep you if you need to take care of anything.”

“Alphinaud and I grabbed a bite while we were waiting for you to wake up,” says Alisaie.

G'raha nods, confirming that he too had eaten already. “I stopped at the Last Stand after leaving the Forum. If I had known you'd be up, I would have brought you something. My apologies.”

Alisaie grins, getting an idea. “If you're feeling better tomorrow, perhaps we will bring you lunch? But do try to finish your soup for now. Alphinaud is right, after all.” She turns and gives her brother a look. “Don't let that go to your head, by the way.”

“What? I know I'm...” he trails off and sighs, “never mind.”

Katina laughs at the twins' bickering, and resumes eating her very bland soup.

Alphinaud looks over at G'raha. “So you have finished reporting to the Forum, then?” he asks. “Do you know if the others will be coming over?”

“They've all decided to retire for the evening, but they send their regards and will check in on Katina tomorrow.”

“What time is it, anyway?” Katina asks as she finishes her soup, looking around for a chronometer. “It was daylight when we were landing?”

Alphinaud retrieves a small pocket chronometer from his jacket. “'Tis half a bell past ten in the evening.”

“Gods!” Katina exclaims, “No wonder you two were asleep when I woke up! You should be resting as well!”

Alisaie's face reddens with a slight blush. “We just wanted to make sure you were ok, and that you didn't wake up alone.”

The Paladin smiles. “I'm fine. Well... fine as I can be given the circumstances. I appreciate your concern.” She stretches and covers her mouth as she yawns. “Guess the potions are kicking in.”

G'raha picks up the tray from Katina's lap and sets it on the bedside table. “We should let you rest then,” he says, offering a hand to help her scoot and settle without moving her legs too much. She accepts the assistance, though still winces in pain at certain movements. Eventually, she's laying down once more.

“We'll return tomorrow morning as soon as we are able,” Alphinaud says. “Pleasant dreams, my friend.”

Katina yawns again and waves as her friends depart. “Good night.”

[according2thelore]

just found your tumblr account and thought id give you the comments i never left on your fics. my top three are: I. “swallow my breath and take whats mine” nothing to say about this one except i live for feral sam, the fear for dean’s death and acceptance of letting himself be cannibalized just because he doesn’t want to lose him and at the end the contempt for john, for how far he’s willing to go just to train dean (his inability to understand that it is NOT normal has a whole other special flavor). it was short, lovely and heartbreaking with a je ne sais quoi in sam’s feelings towards dean. 10/10. II. “and its you that i want” this was more lighthearted, not accounting for the breakup between dean and girl X, the best part was sam needing to be used, his desire to be just a vessel for deans pleasure. also i love EVERYTHING that depicts sam’s discomfort with his size with his need to be smaller. overall the smut is so sexy and intimate and also i love the fact that theyre obsessed with each other even in another universe. i love every smith/wesson fic because i love to imagine their reactions when confronted with what they would do with each other when not being stuck with whatever inhibition theyre battling with. 12/10 just because it has smut. “souls tied intertwined by our pride and guilt” NO. WORDS. it is my most read fic on ao3 in the whole seven years ive used the platform and it was published less than a year ago. i love everything. every word, every emotion. the fic starts with the voyeur moment, dean’s guilt at the idea that it was sam’s worst terror and sam’s fear that he may have revealed too much and everything its now out in the open. “the dark side of the moon” is already a seriously angsty episode by itself, but your spin on it with their guilt, their shame and the continuous misunderstandings is lovely.

dean’s overthinking about when did he become so overwhelming to sam that he was TERRIFIED of his big brother, when did he become something that sam needed to escape from leaving for college? sams line that said he “always lived with it” had dean spiraling with guilt and shame and fear so much that he left and “threw” away the amulet. sam on the other hand is full of shame for his biggest desire is out there, the crippling need to have his brother, so debilitating that he had to escape, not from deans leering as he may think, but from his fucked up needs, his perversion of their relationship, of him feeling like he twisted up something genuine and good so much that his brother is now disgusted with him (i love when one of the two seems “disgusted” leaving the other feeling dirty and a pervert) overall i never found a fic that fit all of my reading needs as well as this one. you took a basic misunderstanding trope and spun it in a whirlwind of suffering, dejections, inhibitions and the best part GUILT AND SHAME.

i have no more words 100/10 i live for it. keep up with your writing because i live for it and eat up every single work you produce.

sorry if some bits are grammatically incorrect english is not my first language.

much love<3

HI ANON!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!

thank you so much for this ask!!!!!! i actually think i have answered this one already, and thank you for being so kind!!!!!!! i want to make sure you can see this so i copy-pasted my answer below, bc i had such a lovely time reading this and responding to it!

anon...oh my god anon...anon...

okay so i'm thinking an autumn wedding? how soon do you think we could book a venue?? i mean, we could always elope.

but seriously, anon--holy shit. this ask made my MONTH. i don't know what i did to deserve such lovely and incredible people on this blog but i am so GRATEFUL!!!

just little responses to the comments:

EEP! thank you! desperately devoted winchesters are delicious! we see series!sam being incredibly unhinged about dean/his safety, so i was interested to explore how a pre-series!sam would navigate a situation like that. 

heehee i'm glad this one was good! charlotte beta'd the first half of this fic in public, and it was quite funny to watch her (a lesbian who is also new to A/B/O) give it a read. servicetop sam is something that i love that i also don't see a lot of, so i loved being able to add some in this universe where their power dynamics are slightly shifted (in the corporate ladder sense and also alpha/omega lol). a +2 for the smut!! hell yeah!!! thank you ! :)

okay, small guilty pleasure moment, i LOVE misunderstanding tropes. admittedly in big, long pieces of fiction (fan or otherwise) in the 40k+ category, i can get tired of it, but misunderstandings are such a great way to understand and explore the interpersonal and INTRApersonal strengths/weaknesses/flaws of characters and their understanding of the world they are in. i was afraid everyone was going to hate this fic on sight bc it's written for me (and charlotte) specifically (and i've found from some very vocal and angry people that they hate misunderstandings (not on this blog, thank goodness, everyone has been lovely!)), but i am SO INCREDIBLY HONOURED AND GRATEFUL AND GLAD that you like it!!!!! i don't even have words for how much all of the comments, but this one especially, meant!!! all of your comments breaking it down made me smile wider and wider!

i hope my work continues to be entertaining, and THANK YOU again for this lovely ask!! (ps, your grammar is stellar!! much love!!!)

-lizzy <3

(pps mwah mwah mwah mwah)

[nightraventherapy]

Ignihyde has been having lots of issues lately. Namely one of us has been kidnapped by Rook Hunt from Pomefiore.

Also our second floor has lost all power including heating and Idia has not been helping them with that so a few of us have broken down crying which is an introverts nightmare plus we may or may not be lacking food at the moment, but hopefully that is fixed soon since someone told Housewarden Vil about that.

Other than that, we are doing great ☺️

Thank you for sharing! Remember, don't blot, just talk!

...Therapy. Now. I'll- uh, see what I can do.

"Rook, what the actual fuck?"

"The spirit of beauté, Mon ami."

"Please stop. This is a crime."

~~~~

"Idia Shroud, get off your ass and do your job as a housewarden!"

"E-Eep! How'd a normie like you get in here?"

"Ortho let me in. Now, do your job and help the second floor, or I swear-"

"I'm not leaving my room no matter what the normies say. Furina rerun just came out and I couldn't C6 her last time. I can't miss best girl's rerun."

"...You know what? I'll just fix it myself. A-and Furina isn't best girl, Ganyu is."

"You're playing with fire, normie."

[trashyandtiredsol]

10pm!! Frickin finally :/

Oki I'll now be eeping very soon

Love y'all!!!

Some notifications may pop up while I'mma do an irl thing before going to sleep, so I'll also just go through those then sleep I guess :P

That thing being just covering what snacks (2 unopened bags of chips plus a half done one and a candy corn bag) with the bottom form a Powerade container thing of cardboard (the other part. Ring a plastic wrap thing that's been thrown away :P) so my brother hopefully doesn't steal any of those bags, so I actually have some snacks throughout the week :P

[allthemonsterhighdolls]

Poll Project Update

I occasionally feel like my followers are probably sitting out there going "Well, that poll was fun, but will it do anything?" I figured I'd post an update on where various poll things are! Because why not?

Jersey Devil Flash Poll: He's finished! Just need to get in photo taking mode, which is difficult, because I'm currently in Hard Core Dolling Mode! ...and I'd like him to have better clothes than the MH boy's fearleading outfit. It's just not him.

Frog Ghoul Eye Poll: Debating her spotting pattern and exactly which shade of yellow to use on the eyes. Also just redid my craft room so I can organize my paints better and...have not actually organized my paints. Go me.

Constance's Hair Colour: Contemplating on how exactly I want to interpret that, deciding if I can use hair I already have or if I want to order more, etc. Of course, once I do that I'm going to have to come up with her costume and eeeeeeeeeehehehe, yeah. This is gonna be a slow one.

Things I'm Actively Working On Poll: Our winner was Coral Reefe and she is done and photographed! Of course, I wound up skipping our runner up and going to the Goth Centaur because she kept being in my way...

Things I've Not Started Yet: I have chosen a base for Dedyet, looked into the character's canon description, and am working pretty seriously off and on on her design. She gets being kinda pushed back for easier projects that hit me over the head, but she is solidly In The Works! ...there may be a poll about some design issues in the future... Ironically, both the Merrow Twins and my drummer ghoul will probably be finished first, but that's just because Design Break Throughs have happened there (and one of them will require finishing a project while I can still review on Etsy! EEP!).

Anyway, yeah! Don't know if anyone was actually interested in seeing this, but consider it my way of saying thank you for your participation! It really does help and I appreciate it.

And just to give you an idea on what "hard core dolling" looks like, I finished the JD boy;have three dolls waiting to have their hair styled; one waiting for me to get up the guts to sand some Apoxie Sculpt work using my Dremel (never used this before - pray for me!); have one rehaired head that can be used on one of two projects - need to decide, might run a poll; rehairing another doll; have my drummer set up for hairing as soon as I get around to it; doing design work on the frog ghoul...

And yeah, I think that's it. Leaving out a few designs I've been poking at...and of course, if you're a regular follower here you know, I'M SLOW! But right now I have photos I should be taking and writing I should be revising, so my brain still counts this as procrastination. We're good!

[neimiismycoolgirlname]

Diary of Cadence Oakling, Mer , adventurer. 

I lost my previous journal, the one in which I kept notes of the events occurring during escorting missions. I don’t mind though. This is all behind me. What even was the point of noting who died in my group when even the clients did not give a fuck. We might as well keep track of how many claw marks we ended up with for all they cared. I decided I would stick to the habit however. It feels right to note what we did and what we learn of a place, a person,... Also there’s a certain usefulness of keeping track of the time passing, maybe this will be the last thing I leave on this earth ? Gods I hope I fill at least one of these before I croak. Following the Scorned Grove Tenders leader’s instruction, I made my way towards the Tangle wild. I know my way around these parts so it was just a matter of finding the best path. I arrived at around noon where we met with one Caspian Hedge. I was the third out of four to arrive. Others might join on the way. Caspian told us that 3 explorers went missing which was why they turned to adventurers to help with the exploration of this area. 

Beyond the Archaeologist, there were two other party members, the first one was one of those lizard folks. I have met a few of them before but I did not know a lot about them. their name was Sauri (pronounced Sorry), they seemed to be a tinkerer of some sort and quite night. The other one was a parrot, a magic bird. They made us potions before we went. quite useful although I had never been asked to give of my person to help make them. When our employers asked us for escorts they generally paid us a poor stipend to buy our own potions at a merchant’s (generally we had to be careful not to waste it too soon because we could only afford once. I wonder how often Cy can make them. Cy also had a critter with them, a pixie of some sort. I’m sure she is very powerful as well. 

I was dubious of them from the start, and I’m afraid, forgive my choice of word, I may have ruffled a few feathers. To be honest, I am used to hanging around martial folks who have clear goals and try to steer away from magic as much as possible. 

The last member of our merry band, sent to retrieve this magical staff was Eep, i… am confounded by them. They seem to be a very powerful cleric but also seem to lack the social skills. They are very observant and confusing to me. And proud above all else. 

Caspian reminded us why we were there and showed us our destination. Far on the horizon stood the ruins of a gigantic pyramid with a cube standing atop of it. It is rumored that a staff that can protect the trees from lightning might be in there. Could help protect a whole lot of folks if it is true. Caspian seems to be the bookish kind and went back to wherever he was studying after giving us our goal. 

Meanwhile Sauri made a few pyrotechnics potions which could turn out to be useful in the future. I decided to take the lead, I have a keen sense of orientation and felt like as the only trained fighter in the group I should stay ahead to take the brunt of whatever would be coming for us in the woods. Luckily nothing of note happened until we took a small rest. Behind me I heard the sound of something slithering and managed to strike it when it appeared : a giant snake! We fought it with all our might, although we did not manage to prevent Weed from being caught in its coil. I ended up beheading it after everyone helped weaken it. 

Afterwards It was badly hurt and we tried to convince them to heal but realized that their pride prevented them from admitting they were hurt. We all pretended to not see they were taking a health potion, I am pretty sure they know deep down we saw but we won’t bring it up. 

Although the afternoon was coming to an end, we kept pushing a bit further. We hoped to reach the temple by nightfall. Right before sunset, Sauri smells something in a clearing nearby. These were capybaras, three mounts with their saddle that seemed to have been there for a good while. 

Cy, Sauri and I helped them out of the saddle, whoever owned these had not secured them to a tree and left them to roam without looking back. This annoyed me. I did not like leaving allies behind and it felt like it. The poor things were hurting and it could have been very bad if we had not been there. 

Now I cannot explain what happened then. But when I removed the saddle of the Capybara it looked me straight in the eye and recognized me ? somehow ? I scratched its head gently and it closed its eyes and pushed towards my paw and… yeah… it’s still following me everywhere. I feel grateful for it but I also feel like I should not put it in danger. I am torn between my desire to keep it safe with me or to find its rightful owner and reunite them. 

We walked away from the two other capybara but then set up camp. This was probably the best day of my life so far, and I am not sure if I should be happy about what it says about me.

[tmblr-to-presentdayenglish]

Welcome to @/tmblr-to-present-day-english !!!

Hi! My name is Eep. I have a passion for linguistics, including online 'dialects'.

I will be reblogging posts I deem to be using the Online English dialects, with a focus on tumblr, and translating them into PDE (Present Day English). I am from the West Coast of America so interpretations and dialect will be influenced by that. Please feel free to correct me if I mistranslate anything!

Asks and suggestions are: open!

This is a new blog, so I will be learning and updating tagging systems as I learn. Below are established tags:

#eeptranslates : posts translating other posts that I deem to be in an online dialect.

#eeptranslatesfandoms : translations of a fandom-specific post to either PDE or general tumblr dialect. I will only translate for fandoms I know enough about to be confident in doing so, or have a friend translate for me.

#eepmeeps : my rambles, including in tags.

#eepanswers : answering any asks I may receive.

#eepasks : any questions I may ask on this blog, including asks to other blogs that have been answered.

#eeppromotes : any boosting or promotions, whether it be petitions, mutual aid, or other projects. Will be rarer.

#[fandom] : the tag pertaining to the fandom I am translating from.

#serious : any topics I wish to include in this blog about somber, political, or otherwise that don't feel appropriate to tag with a silly, blog-themed tag.

#cw: _____ : I will add cws on request and also do basic ones such as s/h, SA, and gore, though I highly doubt they'll be talked about here.

From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.

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You may repost my posts with credit on tumblr or Instagram. Please refrain from posting anywhere else. DM or send an ask for exceptions.

Please do not try to find any other tumblrs or social medias of mine, including those of my friends. On the same token-- this is the only account run by me as Eep. I do not have an alt. No falling for scammers.

I will not be promoting any homophobic, transphobic, racist, or otherwise discrimimatory content.

My ideals do not necessarily reflect the ideals of those who I reblog from. If I reblog from someone who you think shouldn't be platformed, please DM me, or send in an ask!

This is a one woman show. Please be patient!

Thank you so much for reading!

Resources and blogs you might like:

Definition of PDE

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