#also the sass these two have towards each other in that affectionate way

[pencilofawesomeness]

Yui lies awake for an indeterminable amount of time, watching shadows make patterns on the ceiling above them. The heartbeat against her fingertips beats a constant tattoo against her skin, a reminder that she’s not alone, that the body next to her continues to live and breathe and exist in this world. 

—Famous Last Words Chapter 3, from May Death Never Stop You by @slexenskee

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Okay so I binged this series in about the span of a week and it did things to my brain. The scene where Yui gets Satoru to come home and sleep lives rent-free so I had to draw it. She's the most little sister ever and this scene made me cry from the bittersweet wholesomeness. My utmost respect to slex for this masterpiece of a fic.

[spookybreadstick]

Heyo! I'm back again :) I saw requests were open, and was wondering if I could get headcanons for Brian, Tim, Toby, and EJ responding to a s/o who was really cold and kinda mean at first, but once they warmed up to them, they're actually really soft and nice? Whether you do this or not, I hope your life gets less stressful, you get along with your new roommate, and that your motivation returns. I'm also very sorry for your loss. Have a great day/night/etc. With love, 🖌️ anon <3

thank you so much <3 lots of love for you, 🖌️ anon 

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❓Brian/Hoodie❓

❓Brian’s pretty good at reading people, so he’ll understand quickly that you just need time

❓He’ll give you all the space & time you need, because he’s very considerate

❓He trusts that you’ll come around to him eventually, and you do

❓Once you see that he is respecting your boundaries and waiting for you to come to him, you’ll start to slowly open up to him bit by bit

❓Before you know it, you’ll wind up dating each other

❓He will be surprised by your softer side, especially after you start dating

❓ It’s just not what he was expecting. Like, he knew you weren’t this mean person but he also didn’t expect you to be so soft deep down either? I mean, he’s not complaining in any way, you just surprised him a bit :)

🎭 Tim/Masky 🎭

🎭 Enemies to lovers, mayhaps?

🎭 Somebody who comes off as cold and mean could really go two ways

🎭 Option 1: You get along right off the bat because you can both complain to the other one and you can bond over all the emotional walls you’ve both built up, which will inevitably lead to the both of you bringing down the other’s walls just enough for you to begin a romantic relationship

🎭 Option 2: The two of you don’t get along because your personalities clash too much. Tim thinks you’ve got an attitude problem, you think he’s got a stick up his ass. Both of you are always sassing the other one but eventually all that personality tension melts away into romantic tension (and you make out)

🎭 If you got option one going for you: Once your soft side is revealed, Tim will probably tease you for it. Like, you’ve got this tough exterior going on but on the inside you’re all soft and mushy. (He loves it tho)

🎭 If you’ve got option two going for you: After learning how much of a softie you actually are on the inside, his own icy exterior melts as well. 

🎭 The two of you can be soft and nice to each other, as a treat :)

🪓 Toby 🪓

🪓 Toby will actually be pretty hurt by your outward attitude towards him

🪓 No matter how many times somebody tells him that it’s just your personality, he takes it as a personal offense that you don’t like him

🪓 Cut to Toby trying to do everything in his power to make you like him (because homie craves people’s attention and validation)

🪓 Toby will slowly start to worm his way into your heart with his attempts at winning you over (some are good attempts, and some fail hilariously) 

🪓 Somewhere along the way, this need for you to like him will stop being so platonic and start being romantic

🪓 You will have to start opening up to him and showing your soft side before you start dating, otherwise Toby will think you don’t want to be with him (but of course, you really do want to be with him)

🪓 Toby will be over the moon when you start reciprocating his friendship, and even more excited when you return his romantic feelings

🪓 He’ll also be stoked that you actually have a soft side underneath your cold exterior, and he’ll be the one that’s most encouraging of all to let people into your life without this whole mess of being cold to them first before you know them 

🪓 Toby is also very proud of himself, in a way, for winning you over and being the one lucky enough to be on the receiving end of your affectionate side rather than the side you show to those you don’t know/trust

🤍 EJ 🤍

🤍 This may not end well for the two of you...

🤍 Due to coming off as cold and mean, EJ will most likely interpret this as you don’t like him and are possibly afraid of him as well

🤍 I mean, why else would you be so cold to him? It’s because you don’t want to get close to a monster. And why else would you be so mean? It’s because you know what a monster he is and how he deserves this kind of treatment. 

🤍 He’d beat himself up over it on the inside, and stay away from you out of respect 

🤍 It would take a third party to step in and really explain to him that it’s a you problem, and not a him problem

🤍 He will probably need this drilled into his mind several times

🤍 Only when he’s been thoroughly convinced that this is a personality issue on your part instead of a moral conflict with him, only then will he start to come around you again

🤍 Like Brian, he will give you time & space to adjust accordingly

🤍 He’ll wait for you to come to him to initiate any kind of friendship, and he won’t be holding his breath for it either (unlike Brian, who trusts that you’ll come to him when you’re ready, EJ doesn’t have that same kind of trust)

🤍 You’ll have to show your softer side to EJ before you start dating though, because otherwise he’ll probably think that this relationship could never work

🤍 Once he knows that you’re actually very nice once you get past that layer of ice, then he’ll be more inclined to consider being in a relationship (you will have to make the first move though, he won’t do it)

[nctsworld]

lucky strike

✩ renjun x reader | college au | fluff | friends to lovers | 2.3k 

SUMMARY ⇾ you ask to stay over at your friend’s place on campus for the night, which leads the two of you to realize your feelings for each other. WARNINGS ⇾ fluff, kissing, roommate!haechan, haechan’s a little shit RATING ⇾ teen+ PROMPT ⇾ college au + fluff REQ BY ⇾ anonymous 

⇾ gif created by me, please don’t repost or share without credit!

Tomorrow, you have a midterm at 6pm, then another at 8am the next day. Since commuting would already eat away so much of your time, you ask around in hopes that you could stay with someone on campus overnight to make your life easier. Unfortunately, most of your friends are either off-campus or don’t have the space to spare. 

Except for your friend in acapella club, Renjun. 

Knowing he lives on-campus, at the end of your practice, you explain your situation and inquire if you can stay with him tomorrow evening. You don’t think it’s a huge deal since you two have been friends for almost a year, yet his eyes widen at your question as the other members trickle out of the room. Despite his reaction, he doesn’t hesitate in his response.

“Yeah, sure. I have room at my place.” He stands up and lets his backpack hang from one shoulder. You do the same, but with a pleased smile now that your search is finally over. “Although... do you remember Donghyuck?” 

“Oh yeah, he sometimes drops in during practice, right?”

Renjun nods, “I’m sure you could tell how he is from those few times. Even though he’s my friend, he’s also a little shit and, unfortunately, my roommate.” 

The two of you begin to walk out of the room, shoulders brushing against one another, and into the open hallway. 

“I doubt he couldn’t care less if you’re coming over, but do you think you’ll be okay with him?” 

He scrunches his nose cutely in genuine concern, a habit you notice he often does during practice when frustrated. You chuckle, waving your hand and his worries away. 

“I’m sure I can handle him, Renjun.” 

Suddenly, the young man stiffens due to the arms that drape around his neck, dragging him into a hug. Although this isn’t the first time you’ve done so, he still freezes from the embrace. 

“Thank you, I really appreciate it,” you whisper softly into his ear, squeezing him tighter to show your gratitude. 

Because of your firm hold and how you’re cheek to cheek, heat rises upwards to Renjun’s face and ears. He ponders if you can feel his warmth on your skin, and if you can feel the knocking of his heart against your chest. Carefully, he hovers a hand over your back, fingers ghosting over your body to reciprocate the hug.   

“Yeah, of course.” 

“So, you like her?” 

Later that evening, Renjun informs Donghyuck of your upcoming presence in their apartment during dinner in said apartment. The latter’s question is expressed, which causes the noodles that are about to be devoured by Renjun hang in the chopsticks near his agape mouth. 

“No, why would you say that?” 

The roommate snickers at the defensive rise in Renjun’s voice before picking around the plate filled with grilled meat in front of him.

“Why would you let her stay over at our place?” 

The follow-up question stops Renjun once more from eating. The noodles continue to drip the soup base back into the bowl and splatter a bit of it around the table. The older roommate furrows his eyebrows and spews, “Because I’m a good friend?” 

Squinting eyes filled with doubt stare back at Renjun. He sighs, shaking his head. 

“Just be on your best behaviour tomorrow, yeah?” he says, finally stuffing his face with the noodles. The younger of the two sticks one piece of meat into his mouth and quickly adds a few more. 

“Mmm, no promises,” Donghyuck mumbles with his full cheeks, now shoving the white rice from his bowl into his mouth. 

“What was that?” 

“Nothing!”  

The next evening arrives fast. After finishing your midterm, you rush on over to Renjun’s apartment and are greeted by his candied smile as he opens the door. 

“Hey, come on in.” 

While you’re removing your shoes by the front door mat, you peer around and find his place quaint. It’s a little run-down and not the most spacious apartment; you’re directly standing in the small kitchen and it’s only a few steps from the slightly bigger sized living room. However, there’s a balcony that oversees a nice view of the campus, a fireplace across from the couch and coffee table, and, for two college boys, the space isn’t as messy as you expected. 

“How was your midterm?” 

“Don’t ask,” you groan. “I’m not looking forward to the next one.” 

“Well, I’m sure you did well.” Renjun beams in comfort, but you’re too focused on taking your shoes off. 

You set your shoes aside, ensuring they’re not obstructing the doorway. Standing up, you ask, “So, where should I set down my stuff?” 

The host opens his mouth, ready to answer, but a familiar figure comes out of a room to cut him off.

“Renjun’s girlfriends always stay with him when they come over, so you can put your stuff in his bedroom—ow!” Your friend jabs his elbow into Donghyuck’s rib cage and you stifle a laugh. 

“Ignore him. Anyway,” you trail behind him, entering the living room. “If you don’t mind, I was thinking you could sleep on the couch. There’s also the fireplace, so it’ll be nice and warm and—” 

“It’s perfect,” you interject, halting Renjun’s rambling. “Again, I really appreciate it.” 

You touch his arm for a brief moment, smiling warmly at him, before you place your backpack down beside the couch. His hand grazes over the spot on his arm and he nibbles on his bottom lip. Then, a low rumbling occurs from your stomach.   

“Have you eaten yet? I’ve been dying to get food since the midterm.” 

“Not yet. Let’s go pick something up.” 

Also dying for food and dying to get away from his roommate’s existence, Renjun hastily turns around towards the kitchen counter to take his keys.  

“Can you get food for me?” Donghyuck chimes in. 

With his back facing Donghyuck, he shoves the keys into his jean pocket. “Are you going to pay me back?” 

“Maybe, maybe not.”

“Then, no.” Renjun turns and flashes him a snarky grin. 

It’s not like sass and sarcasm didn’t exist in Renjun’s vocabulary, but it’s amusing to you to see him act like this outside of acapella club.  

Your friend and you begin to put your shoes on, but the third figure in the apartment whines and groans endlessly for Renjun to pick-up dinner for him. 

“If I buy you something, will you leave us alone for the rest of the night?” 

Your sudden offer and brazenness shocks Renjun, yet leaves an impressed smile on his face. 

Leaning against the wall, Donghyuck folds his arms against his chest and eyes you up and down. You hold your ground and stare back at him. After a long beat, he faces Renjun.  

“I like this one,” he comments and waggles his finger at you, as if you aren’t there. You roll your eyes, realizing Renjun really wasn’t exaggerating when he said that his roommate was a little shit. 

“Is that a yes?” 

The little shit nods, “Renjun will let you know what I want. You two lovebirds don’t take too long now!” 

You’re the first to step out the door, so you don’t see Renjun baring gritted teeth at Donghyuck, causing the latter to flinch out of reaction. Both of you exit the building complex, heading towards the pack of restaurants on campus. 

On the way out, Renjun makes a deliberate effort to not bring up the topic of being labelled lovebirds from before. You don’t bring it up either, so he assumes you aren’t thinking too much of it. 

Little did he know, it’s actually all you’re thinking about; his roommate just shined a new light on how you see Renjun. 

When you return to the apartment with food in hand, Donghyuck keeps his word and eats in his room, leaving both of you on your own. 

Perhaps it’s because of the seed that was planted by his roommate, but over the last hour or so, you’ve been hyper aware of how you interact with Renjun, and vice-versa—how at ease you are with him; how he makes you laugh effortlessly; how he listens intently, hanging onto every word you say; how his stare often lingers on you; how, despite having different majors and interests outside of acapella club, both of you simply click, fitting as one like a lock and key. 

Come to think of it, this is the longest time beyond practice you’ve spent one-on-one time with Renjun. Sure, you’ve hung out during get-togethers at other members’ places and at the yearly retreat, but being alone with him is different. It also feels right, as if you should do this more often. 

After the food’s gone, Renjun questions if you’re going to study more for the evening. You answer with a shake of your head, citing you’ve studied enough today and will likely do more before you sleep. 

You propose, “Are you busy with anything tonight? Do you wanna watch movies or something together?”  

“Sure. Anything in mind?” 

Pouting in thought, you reply, “I’m kind of in a Marvel mood. Do you like Marvel movies?” 

The grin that forms on Renjun’s face isn’t alien to you, but it produces a remarkable feeling in your chest, one that doesn’t come regularly to you. 

“I love them.” 

Sinking into the couch, you observe the host prepare one of the Avengers movies on the living room TV. When he’s done and sits next to you, he reaches for a remote, which turns the fireplace on, fittingly warming up the apartment on this cool, autumn evening. 

Your attention is on the movie for the first bit, but it begins to transition onto the handsome individual next to you. He’s so invested in the movie, even though he’s apparently seen it a million times. Your gaze sketches the outline of his jawline, absorbs the beauty of the nuances in his expressions, and then rests upon his hand laying on his thigh. 

Impetuously, you reach for him and hold his hand gently within yours. 

Like with your hugs, Renjun freezes upon your touch, but it’s even worse than those occasions since this time, he almost forgets to breathe. He blinks once, twice, before glancing down, not moving his head whatsoever, at the reality of your affectionate touch. When he peers up at you, you’re pretending to be fixated on the screen. However, your face says otherwise—your lips are pressed together in a simper, cheeks puffing out in nervousness. 

The hand-holding is awkward since your fingers aren’t laced together, so Renjun anxiously draws his hand away, fearful of wrecking the moment with the absence of his contact, then hurries to intertwine his fingers between yours. 

Neither of you break apart nor say anything throughout the rest of the movie, enjoying each other’s company and new level of intimacy in comfortable silence.  

As the movie ends and the credits roll on the screen, neither party on the couch hasn’t let go of the other’s hand yet. 

“Renjun,” You’re the one to break the extended silence in a delicate murmur. You recline and settle your head onto the curve of the couch. You blink at him and he follows suit, blinking back at you merely a few inches away. Your thumb rubs circles against the back of his hand. “I like hanging out with you.” 

His throat goes dry, so he gulps, then whispers back: 

“I like hanging out with you too.” 

It’s not a blatant confession, but both of you understand the underlying intention of your words. 

Your head cranes forward and meets his lips. The first kiss is a chaste one—very still, the pressure of your mouths pressed against each other lightly. 

After a bit, with your heads still laying on the couch, Renjun raises a hand to cup your cheek, deepening the forthcoming kisses. His lips are soft and smooth, his kisses tender and careful. You’ve only had a small taste, but you already want to drown in his kisses forever. Both of you lift yourselves off from the head of the couch and shuffle your bodies closer to one another, increasing the excitement of the budding affection. 

“Don’t mind me, I”m just getting—” Donghyuck gasps at the sight in front of him. 

At the intruding voice, one of Renjun’s eyes shoots open. He attempts to wave his roommate off, hoping he won’t ruin the moment.  

“I knew it!” he mouths, prior to grabbing a drink silently from the fridge. Respecting his promise, he scuttles off back to his room. 

Studying is a forgotten concept as the two of you make-out for the next few hours upon the couch. The crackling and warmth of the fireplace engulfs your bodies amidst the intermittent giggles and sighs. 

Eventually, you withdraw from his addictive embrace and prepare to go to bed. You decide it’d be best to keep to the initial arrangement of you sleeping on the couch. Renjun respects your decision wholeheartedly. 

But neither of you don’t say your last good nights until you’ve shared a few more kisses first.  

When morning comes, following a brief cram session of studying and you getting dressed, you knock on Renjun’s bedroom door. You open the door slowly, head peeking through to ensure you aren’t catching him in a state of indecency. A small smile creeps over your face, indulging in how adorable and angelic he looked as he slept. You shake him lightly, stirring him half-awake.

You drop onto your knees beside his bed, whispering, “Renjun, thanks for letting me stay over. I had a really nice time last night.” 

“Mmm, of course,” he grumbles, eyes barely open. 

“I’ll text you after, okay?” 

He groans mechanically in response, making you feel a tinge of guilt for disturbing his peaceful sleep.  

You give him a good-bye kiss, simply a peck on his lips, but when you rise and turn around, you don’t expect the sleepy figure to grasp you by the wrist, dragging you down for a more intense kiss. 

“Did you really expect to leave me with a kiss like that?” he mumbles into your mouth. 

You’re thankful to be on campus since the lecture hall is close by, so you have the luxury to stay for another ten minutes in Renjun’s arms, and you’re definitely going to be staying on campus a lot more often in the near future. 

[blu-joons]

DATING NCT A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Yuta Nakamoto

A ⇴ AFFECTION

If there is one member you can count on being affectionate, it is most definitely Yuta. He loves to cuddle you and hold you as tightly as possible, at any point in the day, he doesn’t care where either, he just wants to be close to you.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

The two of you were sat together on a flight from Seoul to Tokyo. For most of the journey, you were silent, but then when you needed to move past him to use the toilet, the two of you finally struck up a conversation. After that, the two of you talked for the rest of the journey, exchanging numbers as you picked up your baggage.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

Yuta spent a lot of time getting to know you before confessing, he wanted to make sure that being in a relationship with an idol was really something he wanted before he asked you to be yours. He didn’t want to pressurise you or anything, but when you told him that it was what you wanted, then he finally asked you the all-important question. To begin with, you stayed quiet, until you noticed the panic in his eyes from your joke, easing his mind.

D ⇴ DATES

The two of you usually ended up doing something physical on your dates, Yuta loved to take you to different places and get competitive with you. You knew that he was sporty, so when he’d tell you that you were going skating or rollerblading, you’d never be surprised. The one thing you hated was how good Yuta was at everything, he loved to show off in front of you, but every time that you fell, he’d be right there to pick you up and encourage you to give it another go, this time holding his hand tightly.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

You were his first anything, first kiss, first love, he knew nothing, and experienced nothing about a relationship before he met you. To begin with, it was definitely a little overwhelming for him, he wanted to make sure that he treated you right, but he also wanted to make sure that all the other member supported the two of you as well. If he was only going to date once in his life, then he wanted to make sure he did it right, not just for him, but for you too, Yuta really wanted to make sure that he was the perfect boyfriend.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

Life was too short for arguing as far as Yuta was concerned, he never argued with you, but he’d definitely out sass you in a heartbeat. He’d often use that to try and stop an argument between the two of you, if he felt you getting worked up, then he’d come out with a savage comment that would stop you in your tracks. Before you had the chance to speak, Yuta would try and convince you that whatever you were arguing about was stupid and redundant, and that your time was much better spent laughing and smiling with each other. As much as you wanted to, you couldn’t argue with his logic nor the smile on his face.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

His family loved you before they met you, it was a huge relief for all of them to know that Yuta had someone in Korea who would look after him and love him just like all of them did. Knowing he had you was a comfort to them, and the first time they met you, they made sure to express their gratitude to you.

H ⇴ HOME

Your home tended to be the place for the two of you, as you were able to get a bit more privacy than you would at the dorm. You knew Yuta was very happy at the dorm, so you’d never force him to be at yours, but if he wanted to come over, then you’d never say no, until eventually he ended up staying with you permanently.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

After meeting his family for the first time was when Yuta was the first to say, ‘I love you.’ He knew they loved you anyway but seeing how well you connected with them all in person was the icing on top of the cake for Yuta, confirming all of the feelings that he had for you, and making him realise that he really did love you.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Yuta loved to be social and enjoyed being around other people, but the second he felt that someone was getting a little too close to you, he wouldn’t be afraid to say anything. His ultimate goal was to keep you safe, and if he felt like that wasn’t happening, then he wouldn’t be afraid to push a guy aside and let him know that he was out of line. You loved seeing how protective Yuta became when he was jealous, you’d try and assure him that you were alright, but he’d refuse to listen and bring you back next to him.

K ⇴ KIDS

There was no secret made from Yuta that he wanted to have children in the future, but he was also very aware that there were a few years yet before he could really think about fatherhood. Seeing him around your friend’s children always put a smile on your face, at times he was still a big kid himself, and so he always got on well with little ones. He just hoped that your little ones would be just as amazing as your friends’.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

Yuta loved to make you laugh, usually with a lot of tickle attacks or chasing you around the apartment to try and get a cuddle out of you. You love the way that he teases the other members and makes incredibly blunt comments towards them and knowing that it gets a reaction out of you gives him the encouragement to do it even more. If you’ve had a bad day, it would kill Yuta on the inside, he’d do whatever it would take to put a smile back on your face, refusing to let you go until he managed to cheer you back up.

M ⇴ MISSING

He’d been away from his family for many years now, so when he went away on tour for the first time leaving you, Yuta was sure that he’d be alright. But in fact, he was anything but. It was agonising for him to be so far away from you, to not be able to be by your side to ring him and tell him that you’d had a bad day or that you were missing him. It would take a lot of persuading from the other members to stop him jumping on a plane sometimes and heading back to Seoul so that he could be back by your side. He always hoped that things would get easier, but it never really felt like they would when he was on the road.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

Yuta loved nicknames with you, he would never settle on one. ‘Cutie,’ ‘darling,’ ‘petal,’ anything that sprung to mind, Yuta would try with you, but each one would always end up putting a smile on your face.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He was obsessed with your hair, he loved to play with it and brush his hands through it, often twirling it around his fingers when he slept to relax himself.

P ⇴ PDA

Yuta wasn’t afraid to be affectionate with you in public, he loved to mess around with you, and often push the boundaries. You were a little more reserved than him, so whilst you’d often worry about doing something wrong, he’d be there to make you smile, and above all else, make sure that you felt comfortable.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He loved to know every single thing about you, even after years of dating, he’d always feel like there was something else to explore about you. He was desperate to find out every last detail about you so he could really know you to a tee.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

A lot of his free time was spent reading fan comments, and more so when he started dating you. He loved to show you all the positive comments that the fans uploaded about the two of you, to reassure your mind. Knowing that the fans were so supportive of the two of you was incredibly comforting for Yuta, as much as he loved to read what the fans said about him, seeing what they said about you too was much more important to him.

S ⇴ SEX

Yuta is incredibly loving, and that definitely reflects during intimacy. He loves to have you as close to him as possible so he can play with your hair and be able to look into your eyes. He’ll keep the distance short between the two of you and bundle you up in his arms so that you can feel loved by him. His athletic build also very much came in handy when the two of you were intimate, which you were completely obsessed with.

T ⇴ TEXTS

The two of you text quite a lot throughout your day, the two of you are always communicating, so as soon as either one of you gets a break, you’ll send the other a text and wait for the other to get a break to reply.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

Yuta loved having a partner in crime with you, the two of you were mischievous together, which whilst the other members hated, you loved having them all under your control and being able to wind them all up.

V ⇴ VACATION

Before he even had the chance to argue, the first holiday that presented itself to the two of you was spent on the way to Japan. You wanted him to use the time to reunite with his family rather than worry about you. A gesture that both Yuta, and his family, were incredibly grateful towards you for doing for them.

W ⇴ WHINING

Yuta will definitely whine if he wants something, he’ll be sure to know that he needs you by kicking up plenty of fuss until you notice him.

X ⇴ XXXXX

Any chance that Yuta had to kiss you; he would snap up instantly. He loved to cup your cheeks and pull you nice and close, kissing you in between words as he spoke to you. If you ever began to get worked up or nervous, he would always kiss you to stop any panic from setting within you. He knows that his kisses bring you a lot of comfort, and with that, will always make sure to kiss you whenever he senses that you need it.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were the love of his life, the only one there ever would be.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

He’ll often end up using you as a pillow at night as he usually sleeps without one. His head will usually rest against your shoulder or your chest to prop himself up, still making sure that his arms are securely wrapped around you.

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Masterlist

[ratsoh-writes]

OT, UL, SFR, HS & HF what they look for in an S/O and dealbreakers? (if you haven't already)

I’ve already answered what they look for in a SO for the OT, UL and GT bros here!

Underlust:

charms deal breakers are: 

bullies

Being overly pushy. The fact that he’s in a committed relationship is already a big deal. Charm is very nervous about commitment and needs a SO who will let him take the relationship at his own pace. 

Constant nagging. Once in a while he can handle, but too much nagging is a sure way to piss him off

sugar’s deal breakers are:

Not wanting kids. he really wants kids in the future so if SO is adamant that they’re staying child free, he might just break things off

not being serious about the relationship. Sugar plays for keeps, so if you're just dating him for fun then you'll break his heart

Treating him roughly or meanly. He just wants someone who will be as sweet with him as he is for them. 

Outertale:

Pluto’s deal breakers are:

treating him like a child or accessory. He’s your boyfriend, not your pet.

Basically trying to do everything for him. He’s a capable adult who can fix his own problems. Just let him have his independence

Being a d*ck to Jupiter

Jupiter’s deal breakers are:

Being overly sensitive. He knows he has no filter and he’s trying, but he’s also not responsible for your feelings. Jupiter rarely says something with the intent to hurt

Pushing Pluto to be more outgoing. 

Demanding all his time. Jupiter is a firefighter. If he gets a call from work, it could be a life or death situation for someone. Sometimes he has to leave

Fellswap Red:

Lord: what he looks for in a SO is someone bubbly and positive. Opposites attract and lord likes those with a bit of life in them. He also needs people who are unafraid of feelings and very verbally affectionate. Lord needs reassurance that you're happy in the relationship. He also likes buff SO’s who could easily lift him and throw him around ;)

his deal breakers are:

constantly reminding him of how grumpy he is. He already knows, you don't need to be a b*tch about it

Being a jerk to mutt

Forcing physical affection on him. Lord is nervous about touch and will take a while to get used to hugs and cuddles

Mutt: He doesn't seem to have any criteria for what personality traits he likes in a SO besides being a decent person and being persistent. It is very hard to get mutt to trust someone. It takes time and dedication, so if lord likes you and you're determined enough you just might get his attention. Mutt also likes big tatas if you have them lol

his deal breakers are:

being overly secretive. 

Getting mad at him for being protective, or for being aggressive towards mean strangers. Mutt will never change this about himself. It kept him alive for this long after all

Hating lord

Mafiatale:

Snipe: For the sake of not revealing too much of the secret combination for making snipe fall for you, I’ll just give a few brief requirements. He has to have complete honestly from his partner. No surprises. Snipe also wants someone who won’t try and sway him from the mafia life. He likes motherly personalities and thick thighs

his deal breakers are:

keeping secrets

Demanding lots of time

snooping around or trying to squeeze details about his job.

reckless behavior, not being street smart

helping bruiser do crap behind the mafia’s back

Bruiser: Literally all he wants is someone with compassion and care for others. Bruiser likes those who have good morals and are willing to help others without reward. Bruiser is also attracted to clever and creative people. Someone who has a sense of humor and can talk circles around others will easily grab his attention. Long fluttery eyelashes help too lol. 

his deal breakers are:

ratting him out to his brothers

also ratting his brothers out to each other

just snitches in general. 

also please don’t try and steal him from the mafia. Sure he’s not happy with what he does, but his family is there. The only way he’s going is if you dragged his cold dead body

Mafiafell:

Butch: He’s a simple man. Just give him someone loyal, brave, flirty and a good sense of humor and butch is set. If said person also has a good head on their shoulders and actually sticks through his down moments, then butch will fall head over heels. He’s also a leg man 

his deal breakers are:

Being a prude. He needs someone he can be goofy with. 

Being overly critical of boss. His brother comes first. That’s literally the first rule every one of his flings have heard.

Being afraid of him. If you can’t handle his job, he’ll drop you instantly. 

Boss: He’s attracted to those who are a bit bratty. Boss likes the sass. This tends to mean he likes brave people since not a lot of people have the guts to tease a mafia boss. Boss also secretly likes those who have some kindness in them. Someone who treats his workers as family will quickly pull his heartstrings. He prefers ladies

his deal breakers are:

Being overly confrontational. Teasing and fighting are two different things

Disrespect. especially in front of his men.

Breaking the safety rules. Yea having guards sucks but boss is not about to keep a SO who’s just gonna get shot in a week.

Horrorfell:

Rust: He likes gentle and caring people who value family over everything else. Rust just wants his happy family above everything else so He wont really care what his SO’s hobbies or work is as long as they're around often. He’s pretty flexible. He likes it when his SO’s are tall with some chub

his deal breakers are:

Not wanting kids. 

Trying to get between him and noir. Just being a jerk to noir in general

Always being out or gone from home. He wants to be near you. Not every second of course but you being gone for days at a time is hard

Noir: He’s almost the same as edge in that he likes people with a lot of wonder and passion. Add a coy and playful personality and he’s set. The big difference between edge and noir is that noir won’t mind a SO who likes taking care of him back on occasion. Noir secretly likes being mothered sometimes. He also prefers ladies

his deal breakers are:

Trying to get between him and rust. being a jerk to his brother

Refusing to let him take care of you

Making fun of people who are trying to better themselves

Horrorswap:

Lilac: In his core, he’s still star. Lilac has been through a lot and has finally just started gaining his independence back. He wants a SO who is encouraging and lets him do things for himself. He wants a partner in crime, not a caretaker. Lilac also likes people with cheery and optimistic personalities. basically someone who he can call sunshine and mean it. Lilac is also a huge fan of the booty.

his deal breakers are:

Being overly worried or nagging

Getting in the way of basil being a mother hen

being really pessimistic

having no sense of adventure

Basil: He just wants someone he can trust. Someone who will be soft for him. Basil is attracted to those who are confident and patient. He likes people with an eye for the practical things in life. Basically self sufficient but still willing to let him fuss over them

his deal breakers are:

not letting him mother hen 

Beng shy or unable to make the first move

Being too forceful and pushy with anxious people

disrespecting his god-damn kitchen and garden

[falcor-thee-luck-dragon]

Rough Night

Bucky Barnes x (f)werewolf reader

Summary: Your life is already so weird, thankfully Bucky loves you through it all.

Warning: fluff, reader being a sass master w/ no filter

side note: couldn’t think of any cool avenger powers and then brain went werewolf so here we are

Masterlist

If you had a dollar for every time you’d ended up in the woods with ripped clothes and no shoes, well, let’s just say you could probably afford a real nice two bedroom apartment in some real pleasantly fancy building with a great view and all. Too bad green doesn’t just rain down from the sky every time the full moon comes round to knock you back into another world of blurry confusion.

You won’t lie to yourself, being what you are is strange and not very common in the slightest, obviously. It’s even weirder that you weren’t bitten one night and turned just like that, oh no, all passed down through the bloodline of other strange relatives. So you’re gifted with the curse, forced to inevitably change into a furry beast every single full moon, so what you’re still a mostly pleasant individual.

Well luckily for you, being born with the gift does happen to have its perks which do come in handy. For instance, you’re incredibly strong, quick on your feet, and have heightened senses, plus the ability to shift on command. It’s not all bad, well......most of the time.

Honestly you truly thought life couldn’t get much stranger for you and your whole hidden secretive situation, until low and behold some random red head found your little hideaway in a remote mountain side village far off in the Himalayas.

Everything was completely fine and under control and then BAM, she showed up with some important documents and something called an Avengers initiative and well shit, guess some time spent with the real world couldn’t hurt. I mean come on, some more friends seemed like a nice idea and uh, somehow they knew who you were so too late to run and hide.

Also at the time, considering you lived like a recluse on the edge of the village and of course for good reason, but damn if the red head didn’t just hand you an open invitation for some real adventure. Who were you to say no?

Fortunately for you, all seemed to go in your favor and fantastically enough, they had a nice big strong cell for you on nights when the wolf was inevitably bound to come out. A fridge full of plentiful snacks, a training room to lay off some steam, and a big safe and secure room all your own. It was perfect. Only problem was, there happened to be a very attractive and very wary of you super soldier who undoubtedly caught your attention.

How could you not, he smelled divine, muscles for days, thick thighs that could make a girl swoon, and he just seemed like the best goddamn hugger alive. Okay listen, maybe you were touch starved and deprived of human affection but dammit if your little monster heart didn’t skip a beat every time he was near you.

And yes, the few months it took to get him to crack was just down right torturous. But with some coaxing from Steve and encouragement from Sam, the winter soldier at long last did talk to you. Turned out he thought you were scared of him all along, how hilariously ironic you thought when he told you that.

But as time progressed and you both opened up more and more, a blossoming relationship sprouted forth, eventually evolving and manifesting into a big beautiful flower called love. Cheesy yes, but you couldn’t have dreamed of anything better.

And seriously, he wasn’t freaked out about your whole hidden hush hush secretive gift that usually either goes in your favor or ends up causing you major legal trouble. The man himself, Bucky Barnes, thought you were a marvel to behold, so odd and fantastic that he couldn’t stay away even if he tried.

And for that you could love him forever, especially now after a full moon while you’re out in the middle of nowhere. Hoping that the team will send your hundred year old boyfriend out to find you in the brisk dark morning after a grand unrememberable adventure. Which would be very nice of course, considering you have not a damn clue what you’ve done.....or where you are.

Cracking your back, you stretch your hands up to the dawning sky as a tired yawn escapes you. It’s been a long night and you look like a wild woman with your hear a fluffy nest and your clothes ripped in various unrevealing places thankfully.

Your surroundings are simply trees and small scraggly bushes, green grass underneath your bare feet and a small stream flowing in the near distance. With a second to listen, you can hear a highway a couple miles away to the east, guess that’s a start.

Rubbing your eyes you set out in that direction for about twenty minutes before a blue and gold Mercedes comes into view from the side of a country back road, it stops when you guess the driver spotted you from the tree line. Keeping a wary eye on the fancy sports car, you keep walking towards it until a figure gets out and leans against the passengers side door all cool and casual, then on further inspection you realize the driver is Bucky.

Yes! My knight in shining armor is here!

Trudging through the grassy field in the dewy morning light, he watches your every move, eyes crinkling in amusement as you come to stand a couple feet in front of him. Undoubtedly looking a bit wild, and very tired as you fold your arms underneath each other, giving your dark haired lover a shy almost fangy smile.

“I know I look like a hot mess.” You mutter with a shrug, biting your lip as you dart your eyes to the fields behind him, slightly embarrassed of the current disheveled state you’re in.

Bucky smirks before pushing himself off the car and engulfing you into a big Bucky bear hug to your pleasant surprise, “Y/N I’m just glad you’re okay and nothing bad happened to you.” He mumbles into your shoulder as you press yourself closer to him, letting yourself have this wonderful moment to relax and feel at ease.

Slowly pulling back to look up at him, you smile, “Aww Buck you were worried about me?”

He returns the grin, leaning down to press his head flush against yours, “We all were, me more then anyone else of course...and maybe for the general civilians nearby.”

You laugh nervously, “Oh right, yeah. Well hey, I didn’t destroy anyone's car this time. I think I’ve made progress.”

He pauses for a brief moment indicating he’s not sure if he should tell you something and this does make you nervous before Bucky finally lets out a little laugh, “You ate a whole cow Y/N.”

Snorting in surprise you quickly pull your head from Bucky’s, “What? Did I? Please tell me you’re joking.”

“Yeah, uh I wish.” He admits with a casual reassuring squeeze to your arm, “We tracked you with Sam’s suit tech, yunno Red Wing, and uh....you seemed to be having fun.”

Mentally and just about physically cringing at yourself, you purse your lips together in slight embarrassment, “Shit. Was it gross?” You ask, making a face that causes him to chuckle.

“A little.” Adds Bucky with another casual shrug to make you feel less terrible.

“Is the farmer going to see everything, I mean shit they’re gonna be so pissed.” You worry, biting your lip anxiously as you break eye contact from him. “Why am I like this.”

“Uh, that’s not going to be a problem.” Inquires Bucky causing you to find his blue eyes once again.

Eying him up suspiciously you raise a brow, “And why’s that.....Bucky what did I do?”

Taking a breath he gives you a small apprehensive smile, “Y/N...you uh, kind of ate......everything.”

“I what?” I did not! No way, right?

Giving you a quick kiss on the cheek he smiles affectionately, “I’m going to be honest with you here it looked like a kid with a piece of cake who has no impulse control, and loves cake....like a lot.....Rodney almost puked.”

Rolling your eyes you fake glare at him, “Oh god who all watched my little horror show?”

“Mostly everyone.”

“Jesus.”

“It’s like a car crash Y/N, we don’t want to watch but we can’t look away. Sorry doll.” He confesses apprehensively, though honest and sincere knowing you do feel bad for what you do when out of it.

“No.” You say honestly, pausing for a moment, “It’s fine. Seriously Buck, I’m just relieved you guys keep taps on me while I’m out, god knows I can’t help what I do and where I go. It’s nice to have people making sure I don’t injure any innocent bystander.”

“Yeah I guess so huh...alright Y/N/N,” Chirps Bucky with a beaming grin as he attempts to shift the mood to a less dull one, “let’s get out of here, I mean unless you want to sniff around the place for awhile...it is a nice forest over there and all but I guess we can stay and I’ll let you...”

“Alright Barnes, can-it or maybe I’ll bite you.” You tease with a playful squeeze of his bicep before breaking out of his strong grasp.

“Depends on the context maybe I’d enjoy it.” Adds Bucky sarcastically, side eying you with a half smile as you move to open the car door.

Shaking your head in playful disapproval you lightly shove him aside, “Believe me you wouldn’t.”

——

The ride back to the Avengers base or headquarters or facility, who the hell knows at this point, was actually quite smooth and peaceful. Then again you fell asleep as soon as Bucky made it onto the highway, and continued to catch a much needed nap for the next hour ride home.

No one ever said you were easy alright, but let’s be real, Bucky would let you put him through anything and he’d be happy about it.

After parking and walking down the sidewalk past some early morning trainees catching a run, the two of you made it into the Avengers official HQ where all your rooms and other luxury’s are located. But of course not before walking past the facilities giant living space and huge kitchen.

Just keep looking forward, keep walking, walk faster you idiot!

“Y/N!” Shouts Sam in that stupidly peppy obnoxious early morning voice of his, no doubt gaining the attentions of Steve and Natasha who are seated at the kitchens bar talking about some mission report.

Pausing in the large doorway that’s not giving you or Bucky a whole lot of hiding space, you take a deep breath before turning to acknowledge him, “You’d think people would be sleeping considering it’s only six in the morning.”

Chuckling, Sam raises his protein shake, “Weird,” He says while giving you a knowing smirk, “we missed you during training this morning.”

Nat and Steve conceal their amusement as you simply roll your eyes, “Yeah well it was a long night.” You mutter unenthusiastically, earning the tiniest laugh from Bucky which causes you to throw him a glare. Knocking that smile right off of his handsome stubbly face.

“Well we got all these shakes here if you two love birds want one. Hate to have em go to waste.” Adds the smiling man with a nod, if he doesn’t just love seeing you looking like shit. No Sam I do not accept this invitation for you to tell me how crazy I look.

Sam means well of course, but damn he loves teasing you in front of Bucky for a fun reaction out of him. And it’s kind of working, but not on Bucky.

“It’s fine Y/N, you don’t have to have one if you don’t want to.” Calls Natasha before taking a sip from her mug. “Just ignore Sam, he’s been annoying since the gym.”

Before Sam’s even able to speak you quickly narrow your eyes at him, holding up a finger before making hasty steps across the room. Stopping right in front of him, “Give it.” You deadpan.

Brows raised in surprise he glances from a confused Bucky, then back to you again, “Listen I only made so much, Y/N this is my breakfast okay you can’t just...”

Ignoring his rushed rambling you pull out the whole glass blender full of protein shake before taking a step back as the whole room goes quiet, then never breaking eye contact you heartily drink up the whole entirety of its cold contents without missing a beat. Yeah, definitely needed that.

After you’re finished you lick your lips in satisfaction, taking a step closer towards a speechless Sam as you set the blender back in its place. Giving him a satisfied smirk before walking back over to Bucky where you tug on his jacket to follow you down the hall and away from everyone else.

Sometimes you can’t help but be a little dramatic.

——

Laying sprawled out on yours and Bucky’s giant mattress, you stare up at the ceiling as he folds your clean and freshly scented laundry, your mind swirling with thoughts of what duties you have to be apart of today. Blah, work.

Sighing gently you glance at Bucky to see if he heard you, not getting anything from him you sigh again with more grandeur this time. Nothing. Rolling your eyes you suck in a deep breath before practically soft yelling out your exhale like the dramatic little beast you are.

Glancing over to Bucky, you watch as he turns around to put some of your pants away in a drawer. Okay then, that’s how it’s gonna be. Quickly sitting up, you smirk a devilish grin before silently reaching over to pick up a small pillow, once in hand you don’t think twice before launching it at full speed directly headed for the back of his head.

But before your decently soft projectile can smack his precious flowing locks does a metal arm swiftly reach up to catch it mid flight. Oh, shit. Bucky’s head turns to you, brow raised at you before tucking the pillow underneath his arm, and going back to his usual domestic duties for the day.

Okay, killer of fun Mr. James Buchanan Barnes.

Frustrated from lack of a reaction out of him, you stand up on the bed like a warrior about to give a great battle cry. Eyeing his cute butt up for a moment, you smirk once again before launching a sneak attack pillow right for his head. It sails magnificently across the room before a metal hand stops it in its place. 

Well, shit.

This time he gives you a proper look, full of mischief and a new profound playfulness that sends an excited thrill throughout your entire being. As fast as one of Thor’s lightening bolts does the pillow soar in your direction, but conveniently for you he’s forgotten just how quick you can really be. This is just what you wanted.

Dodging to the left you watch in almost slow motion as the fluffy cloth just misses your face, instead opting to smack against the back wall with a loud thud. Snapping your attention back to Bucky he narrows his blue eyes at you suspiciously while you let out an admittedly scary villainous chuckle.

Let’s party my love.

He hands you a smirk right before shifting his body to the right, arm cocked back and thrust forward just as quickly, launching his second pillow attack without an ounce of mercy. You see it coming a mile away and as graceful as a dancer do you flip off the bed, landing perfectly on the carpeted floor just as the pillow smacks hard against the door. Thwack!

Slowly standing, eyeing him up like a lioness to her prey, you give him a satisfied smile, “Missed.” You tease.

Letting out a breathy laugh, Bucky takes a cautious step in your direction as he tests the waters, “Y/N what are you doing?”

“Getting your attention you ass.”

Chuckling he takes another step forward, “Was I ignoring you?” Duh, that’s why I, oh wait he’s playing you.

“Well you certainly weren’t doing anything interesting.” You sass as he steps again closer, this time about an arms length away.

The corners of his eyes crinkle in amusement, “Okay that’s fair, but was the pillow really necessary?” He asks, though his tone is still humorous.

Not falling for his alluring charm you tilt your head to the side, a knowing smile breaking out across your face as he tries to register what your true intentions are. “Yes, and so is this.” You quip before dropping to the floor for a side sweep of his legs, in an instant he’s on the ground and looking wide eyed up at you.

God he looks beautiful. No, focus.

“Y/N!” He whines breathlessly, brows furrowed as he holds himself up by his elbows, “Now you’re gonna get it!”

Taking a quick step back you snort, “Oh really now?”

And he’s fallen for the plan.

“Yes, and when I get you, you won’t be laughing anymore.” He grumbles, trying to keep himself from laughing as well.

“Alright then hot stuff try and bring me down.” You snap back playfully as he rises to his feet, “First one pinned has to run with Sam later, and we both know how much fun he is to run with.”

Bringing his arms up into a defensive position he readies himself for an attack, “Yeah, I’d rather not be his jogging buddy today. I mean it is raining outside, but I know you’d look real nice after a wet run.” Teases Bucky with a smirk.

“Touché you smartass.” His lips twitch into a grin as you ready your own stance. “Now let’s dance.”

[stargazer-balladeer]

December 1: Snow (Mystic Messenger)

Characters Included: 707, Yoosung, Zen, Jumin, Jaehee, Saeran & V

Notes: This prompt (or whatever you call this) is random, its meant to signify the start of December. So I apologize if people find that the prompt “snow” is not featured greatly here. Hope you’ll enjoy this!

Warning: Minor spoilers if you haven’t played MM and don’t know their backstories and real names.

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707

Seven is the most excited person in the whole RFA, with eyes sparkling, grinning widely and stuff. He’s practically shining with how enthusiastic he is with the Christmas season.

You can be sure that Seven will drag you anywhere, everywhere. This might not be his first Christmas, but its his first Christmas with you and the RFA. A home, a family he always wished he had.

You can also bet that he’ll drag Saeran with him. Saeran just going along with it because he has no choice-

Seven will do ice-skating with you, wander around town and look at the Christmas decorations. Though the best part, in his opinion, is being cozy with you on the couch with a steaming hot chocolate drink.

Saeyoung sighed contentedly as he lets his head rest on yours, his golden-colored pair of eyes looking at the fire place (pretend you have one-). There’s a small, gentle smile on his face, rather than the usual excited, cheeky smile plastered. The silence around you two was comforting and calming, that it makes Saeyoung drowsy.

As much as Saeyoung love the Winter season, he isn’t a fan of cold much. So you two ended up in your house, tucked in a thick blanket and sipping on a steaming hot chocolate drink which you two prepared. Now this is home, Saeyoung blissfully thought. “Should we host a party at RFA, to celebrate the holidays?” His s/o asked, breaking the silence momentarily.

Saeyoung just hums as he snuggled closer to you. “I think it’s a great idea.” Saeyoung mumbled, luckily you caught it. You smiled peacefully. “Alright.. how about this years theme is cat holidays?”

Yoosung

Yoosung is the second most excited in RFA. He will literally drag you to town to watch the snow fall and the decorations hanging around. His childishness really show during this season.

Yoosung would make you into a literal blanket burrito, just to warm you up. He cares about you more than himself so if you’re shivering and cold. He’ll just wrap you in a blanket and snuggle you with it. If you two are outside though, he will give you his jacket or scarf (or maybe both)-

He loves making snowman with you, snowball fighting and teasing you with the coldness. So expect to feel ice going through your back.

“Yoosung!” You shriek while Yoosung just laughed out loud. You tried pulling out the ice that Yoosung put in your back, and failing miserably. You could feel the ice melting in your skin, leaving water to stain inside. You shiver as it made the coldness around you worse.

Yoosung noticed as his laughter died down. He gave you an apologetic smile as he removes his scarf and put it around your neck. “Sorry baby. You just look so adorable.” You only pout at him with a (adorable) glare in your face, which only made Yoosung snickered. You continued pouting as you stomp yourself away from your blonde boyfriend.

Yoosung only laughs as he chases your stomping figure. “Baby! I’m sorry!”

Zen

Zen is in-between excitement and calm. He might not be a fan of the cold much, but he loves the view of snowflakes falling from the sky. Besides, it’s Instagram worthy.

Zen is literally a human heater, like how? But you didn’t complain since now, you can cling to him with a “its too cold” excuse. Zen would only chuckle and let you snuggle with him. It also gives him an excuse to kiss your head, and he ain’t complaining about a free cuddle from you.

This is the only time where Zen can relax really, from all the model shoots his been doing and singing for musicals. He could finally let his body relax.

Zen would go window shopping with you, traversing through the thick chilling snow while looking through the windows. He’s very observant so when he sees that something caught your eye, he would definitely buy it for you.

“.. you know you didn’t have to buy it.” “But I want to, my love.” You sighed while shaking your head with a smile on your face. No matter how much you tried telling him that he doesn’t have to buy you anything, he just doesn’t listen to you. You don’t know whether to reprimand him or not.

“Besides, you deserve it. I put you a lot of suffering just by being with me..” Zen trailed off, getting sentimental again. It’s been almost a year now since that incident in the RFA. As much as you tell Zen that you forgive him, he just couldn’t let go. He believes you deserve someone better than him.

“Hey..” You cooed at him as you made Zen look at you. You smiled gently as you kiss his forehead, and did the eskimo kiss with your noses. “As cheesy as this might sound, I chose you because I love you. I love the way you are. That’s never going to change.” You softly mumbled. Zen heard it and smiled gratefully at you. “Thank, my love. I love you too.”

Jumin

Jumin is probably one of the least excited for Christmas in the RFA. He would think of it as a normal day and carry on with his daily routine. His job as a CEO doesn’t allow him any free time, even on holidays. At first, he didn’t think much of it. But now that you’re with him, he’ll try his hardest to finish all of his work to spend time with you. Sometimes overworking himself to the point of exhaustion.

Jumin is actually neutral towards the cold. Similarly to Zen, he enjoys watching the snow fall from the snow. Though he doesn’t like playing around, he likes watching you build a snowman or play in the snow. He will only join you if you two are going for a walk.

Jumin is much more affectionate during these times. His body isn’t auto-heating and he’s craving your warmth— which results in him dragging you to the nearest bed or couch for a cuddle session. Even though you two have a heater, he’ll always think of an excuse just to cuddle with you. (Just let it slide-)

Jumin has loves watching the snow with you. So you two are often found watching the snow fall in the patio.

A faint gentle smile is present on the relaxed face of the CEO, replacing his usual stoic, cold-faced one. He tightens his hold around you as you two watch the snowflakes descend from the clouds. Even though no one was talking, it wasn’t uncomfortable.

“We should do this everyday.” You said in a teasing voice as you lean back on his chest. He hummed as his eyes flickers to your curled up figure in his lap. He sighs contentedly. “Maybe. Though, wouldn’t you prefer going out, darling?”

You hum in response as a smile curled up in your lips. “I much prefer being with you, love.” Jumin swears his heart accelerated when you said that. Even though you two are together for a while now, he still wasn’t used to your affections. He let his eyes drop. “You’ve been spending too much time with Zen.” You only laughed.

Jaehee

Jaehee might seem like collected and calm in the outside, but inside, she’s filled with excitement and giddiness. She couldn’t wait to go home to spend the rest of the day in your warm arms. She craves affections so much but is usually shy when expressing them. But now, with the snow falling, Jaehee now has an excuse with cuddle.

Jaehee is albeit childish for me, so I can see her sticking out her tongue so that a snowflake can land on it. But she won’t start a snowball fight with you, which is quite reassuring-

Instead, she prefers the basic walking around town hand-in-hand while basking in each other’s presence trope. She also likes pressing her body to you, with the excuse of wanting heat. Though you know that she just wants to be close to you-

Jaehee can do anything, but I don’t think she can skate. So if you know how to skate, drag her to a nearby ice rink and teach her there. She won’t refuse because she loves you very much— though if you also don’t know, you two will just stick with other activities.

Jaehee watches as you stick out your tongue to catch a snowflake. She giggled when you made a face. “Cold..” You muttered. “Well.. it is ice.” Jaehee jokingly sass as you laughed. “Right right.”

“C’mon. Let’s enter this café.” Jaehee said while pointing at a nearby café that looks so cozy. You gave her a look. “You sure? Don’t you own a café as well?” Jaehee chuckles as she gives your hand a squeeze. “Just because I own a café now doesn’t mean I don’t want to go to other café’s. Now c’mon before we freeze to death.”

You chuckled as you let her drag you to the café. “I wouldn’t mind being frozen in place with you-“ Jaehee can only sigh and smile at your puns.

Saeran

Saeran is the most least excited for Christmas. Actually, he isn’t excited about anything other than you or ice cream. Like he has the most deadpanned stare as you exclaim its already December.

Actually, I think Saeran would despise Christmas. Because it reminds him of his past. How horrible their mother was to them, to the point that they couldn’t eat anymore. Christmas wasn’t anything special to them back then but now, it is. Whether he likes it or not.

Saeran prefers staying indoors than going out. Unlike his brother that loves snow, he isn’t a fan of them. He says this and yet he’s freezing when you touch him! Like he can still literally eat ice cream even though its already freezing! Prepare yourself when you’ll cuddle with Saeran-

Saeran actually loves cuddling with you around this time. Like I said, he’s freezing so he wants (craves) your warmth. So expect to find yourself cuddling with him.

“Saeran.. I need to cook.” “Just.. a bit longer.” You sighed, finally relaxing your body with his. You knew you weren’t getting up any time soon. Not when this big baby has you in his arms. Saeran nuzzle his face deeper in your neck and hair. You shiver when you felt his warm breath on your neck.

You smiled unconsciously while closing your eyes. Saeran wasn’t one for affectionate, it’s usually you who initiate this kind od things. But now, he’s the one initiating it first. It was kinda refreshing to see him opening up to you. Finally opening his heart to you. Usually when he cuddles, it’s usually for warmth but you knew that it wasn’t for that reason why he suddenly wants to cuddle..

“Did you lose again in that game?” ... “shut up” You laughed as pat his head while he pouts. He swears you knew him better than he knows himself-

V

V is neutral to the holidays. Though he likes the idea of giving (spoiling) you with gifts and affections. V loves spending time with you and taking picture of the winter wonderland. So, ofc, he prefers going outside with you.

When he lets you see the pictures he take with his camera, you would find yourself in almost every single one. When you ask about this, his only response is your his muse. V is also sneaky when taking pictures of you. Some of these you didn’t know you were unconsciously doing or noticing him taking pictures of you. (Their all beautiful, mind you-)

He loves the domestice life with you. He really spoils you with love and affections. Every morning, noon, afternoon and evening. Afterall, he wants to make it up to you. After all that has happened, with Rika and stuff. But he wouldn’t bring this topic up. He would rather let his past be in the past. He’s forever grateful to you (and also thankful that you managed to convince him to have eye surgery-)

V smiled as he sneakily takes a pic of you looking at the snow without you noticing. His smile stays even after taking the pic. He opens it and inspect it. Perfection. Of course, its perfect. It’s you afterall.

“V.. did you take a pic of me again?” V hums, not looking up as he press the next button. He could hear the playfulness in your voice, so he knew you weren’t mad about it. When he felt you in front of him, he immediately closes his camera.

You pout as you glared at him. “Heyy! I wanna see!” V only chuckled as he lets his camera fall, he doesn’t need to worry about it falling since its lace is around his neck. He proceeds to kiss the top of your forehead. “Sorry, starlight. If I show it to you then you’ll ask me to delete it.” You pout before bursting into fits of laughs. “I guess.”

“Can I atleast have a peek?” “Nope.” “C’mon! Just a glance!” “Nope.” “V~!” “Still no, love.” “No cuddles later then!” “... at home.” You cheered as he sighed in defeat before smiling at you being adorable again.

[because-of-a-friend]

Boyfriend!Seungkwan Fluff

Thanks for the request anon! I hope you like this one! Remember everyone, this is a series that I only do by request, so if I’m missing one that you want, go ahead and request it! DK was requested, so his will be out next! Someone also requested Jeonghan just now, so that one will be out right after!

MASTERLIST

Seungcheol | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | Minghao | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino

You’re hopelessly in love with Seungkwan

Like completely and fully

And it’s pretty obvious

I mean you make it obvious

Because you kind of want to give him some sort of signal

To gauge where he’s at so you know if you should back off or not

There’s one problem

Seungkwan is the dumbest boy in school 

(Said affectionately)

He genuinely just doesn’t realize

So completely oblivious

The other boys have a laugh watching the two of you do this dance around each other for years

And even when they’re straight up like 

“Dude, [Y/N]’s in love with you”

He’s just like 

“No, they’re just super nice to me!”

Cue Vernon hitting his head on a nearby wall out of distress

And sometimes they’ll go to you and be like 

“Just tell him you’re in love with him”

And you’re like 

“What??? Me in love with Seungkwan??? Hahahahaha, that’s hilarious!!! Where’d you get an idea like that???”

Cue Mingyu joining Vernon at the wall

You want to tell Seungkwan

You really do 

But you keep making excuses

“He’s so busy”

“Now’s not a good time”

“He shouldn’t have to worry about this right now”

“He probably doesn’t feel the same way”

So then it ends up being years that you don’t tell him how you feel

Then one day Vernon sits you down

And gets real serious about it

“Hey, I know it feels safe right now, and it seems like there’s no reason to do anything. But you know this won’t last forever right? If you want something to happen, then you have to say something. Eventually, it’s going to be too late”

And you nod solemnly along with his words

“I know, but-”

“No ‘buts’ this time, [Y/N], I don’t want to see all the potential between you and Seungkwan go to waste”

You nod silently this time

So you finally decide to do something

Their comeback was successful 

He’s super happy 

So it’s perfect timing 

You invite him to go get dinner 

You plan a whole evening and make it really nice

You make reservations at his favorite restaurant

You lowkey make index cards with what you’re planning on saying written on them

You’re waiting outside the restaurant in your nicest outfit

And Seungkwan walks up!!!!

...With Vernon and Mingyu

They both mouth apologies as they walk up 

“Hey, I hope it’s cool that I invited them along!”

“Yeah of course, the more the merrier!”

Dinner goes fine

You’re a little bit disappointed that your plans got derailed but that’s no reason to make Mingyu and Vernon suffer through an uncomfortable dinner so you try to brighten up and hang out with them as normal

Vernon notices that you have some sort of package with you

He keeps kicking you under the table to get your attention

You finally look over at him

He mouths “Give it to him”

And you’re just like “No? Why would I right now?”

And soon you two are just having this silent argument 

Then you pause 

And look over across the table

Where Mingyu and Seungkwan are staring at you like ???

“Oh sorry, we were just debating over what to get for dessert” you lie quickly

While you’re distracted, Vernon knocks the package out of your hand

“Oh hey [Y/N], you dropped this!”

If looks could kill

“Oh it looks like it’s for Seungkwan!”

Now Mingyu is playing along

“Guys, leave [Y/N] alone” Seungkwan pouts

You take a deep breath

“No, he’s right, it’s for you. It’s sort of a congratulations for the successful comeback”

Seungkwan turns bright red

“Oh... you didn’t have to”

“I wanted to! I’m really proud of you... Of all of you, I mean”

You’re dreading watching him open it in front of Vernon and Mingyu

He seems to sense that and is like 

“I’ll open it after dinner”

So you’re hoping it’s forgotten about

But after dinner, when you’re all standing outside the restaurant 

Mingyu and Vernon start bothering him to open it again

So he does

“It’s that bracelet you wanted” you say shyly

Seungkwan is just staring at it silently and slightly shocked at such a nice gift

Mingyu and Vernon are sitting there like “Woah this is super nice, [Y/N] buy one for me too”

“Whoever’s gonna marry you is so lucky”

Everyone goes silent at Seungkwan’s words

All you can manage is “huh?”

“I just mean you take care of all of us so well, whoever you marry someday is so lucky”

You freeze 

Mingyu freezes

Vernon freezes

Seungkwan smiles happily at his gift before looking up and frowning confusedly at all of your faces

“I just remembered I have tons of work to do at home, I’ll catch up with you guys later”

And then you take off

Seungkwan turns to Vernon and Mingyu and is like “What’s their problem”

They just stare back at him like 

☉▵☉

And Mingyu just shakes his head 

“Kwannie I knew you were oblivious but this...”

And then he and Vernon walk off while Seungkwan follows after them asking what everyone’s problem is

Vernon calls you later and he’s like “[Y/N] he didn’t realize”

“Yes he did Vernon, he probably knew where it was going and wanted to end it before I could say anything to save me from the embarrassment” 

“[Y/N]-”

“I don’t want to hear about it anymore Vernon, it’s over” 

After that you’re miserable

You spend a few days letting yourself be really sad, laying around in bed

You stop hanging out with the boys, and only contact them every once in awhile

Seungkwan is distressed™

He’s like “Has anyone heard from [Y/N]?”

They’re all sitting around after practice one day

“No Seungkwan”

“Has anyone tried reaching out to them?”

“No Seungkwan”

“Why not???”

“We figured we should give them space”

“Why?”

Mingyu suddenly sits up

He scrambles over to Seungkwan and is like 

“Listen to me, I’m only going to tell you this one more time. After this, I’m officially giving up on you and calling this situation hopeless, so you had better take what I’m saying seriously and actually do something about it this time”

He starts shaking Seungkwan’s shoulders with every word

“[Y/N]. IS. IN. LOVE. WITH. YOU.”

Seungkwan sits there for a second

“Are you serio-”

“OH MY GOD, GO!”

Seungkwan jumps up and looks at Coups

“Is it ok if I leave, I mean-”

“Did you not hear Mingyu? GO!”

Seungkwan sprints to your place

When he shows up at your door

You’re a sad, sleepy mess

And he’s a dazed, sweaty mess

“Seungkwan? What are you doing here?”

“Are you in love with me?”

You pause and look up at him with wide eyes

Then you look down and sigh angrily

“Vernon...”

“Actually it was Mingyu”

You pout

“He’s too tall for me to hit”

“Hey don’t get mad at Mingyu for what he did, besides we’re getting off topic. [Y/N], are you in love with me or not?”

“Is it going to change things between us if I say that I am?”

“Of course it will”

You both stare at each other for a moment

You decide to take a leap of faith

“Yes, Seungkwan, I’m in love with you”

He steps forward instantly and pulls you towards him using a hand on the back of your neck and crashes his lips against yours

You two spend the rest of the day laughing about how long it took you to confess to each other

“I just genuinely didn’t think you’d be interested in me” “Seungkwan that’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard”

“But remember that one time in front of the water fountain?” “You were trying to tell me then???” “Yes!” “You’re ridiculous”

“One time I literally tackled Mingyu to the ground to stop him from telling you” “Well it didn’t stop him from telling me today”

So your relationship becomes a chance for you two to catch up on lost time

“We really could’ve been dating this whole time, huh?”

He says one night when you’re cuddling on the couch, his arm around you, he’s pressing kisses onto your temple

“Don’t say that in such an accusatory tone, you also took forever to confess to me”

He giggles at your sass and nuzzles his face into your neck

Seungkwan wants to do all the cliche things while dating 

Picnic dates, cheesy Valentine’s Day gifts, rose petal decorations on anniversaries 

He loves to spoil you

But he also loves to be spoiled

Like absolutely loves it

Anytime you get him a gift, he fawns over it for a week straight

When you send him sweet texts, he’ll squeal about it and show everyone nearby

He acts like he hates it, but he loves when you just sit across from him and shower him with compliments

His face will turn bright red, and he’ll try to hide his expression by pushing his head under your chin, but he really does love it

When you’re dating Seungkwan, you’ll see a side of him no one else does

He’ll be very vulnerable with you

You spend many evenings holding Seungkwan in your arms as he lays his head on your chest and vents out all his problems

Literally lives for the feeling of you running your fingers through his hair

Tries out new joke material on you

But he makes you laugh whether his jokes are bad or not so it’s not actually an accurate test

You two have really cutesy shows of affection

Brushing each other’s hair out of the way, wiping food off each other’s faces, linking arms, ruffling each other’s hair

There’s an element to your relationship that’s very innocent because your love for each other is so pure

And you always want what’s best for each other and you’ll do anything to support each other through everything

The rest of the boys are suffering bc it’s always you and Seungkwan against everyone and together you’re an unstoppable chaotic force

And Seungkwan makes sure that your relationship with the other boys doesn’t change just bc y’all are dating now

He doesn’t want you to think he’ll get jealous or like he’ll change anything

But that means he still has to mediate arguments between you and Mingyu

“Y’know [Y/N], you can’t really be angry with Mingyu, he’s the reason we finally started dating”

“Who’s side are you on Kwannie???”

It also means the other boys still get to tease you two about your relationship 

But it doesn’t matter bc the two of you are just blissfully in love

Nothing can put a damper on that

[writseo]

Life Is Strange Preferences | Being Their Younger Siblings

Characters Include: Max Caulfield, Chloe Price, Rachel Amber, Warren Graham, Victoria Chase, Nathan Prescott 

Max Caulfield

Max would be semi-protective of you. You two were as close as the slices of bread on the same sandwich, close but still had barriers that you were both aware of. Sometimes, Max would venture off on her own as she would head to diners to visit Chloe or to her dorm. She rarely ever opposed to you going along though. When it came to sneaking around in places like Nathan’s room or even the barn, she would keep an extra eye out for you. When it came to school, Max would try her best to help you with your homework and understanding certain parts of the course. And despite not being the most perfect person to talk to during emotional situations, she’d try to be a good shoulder for you to lean on. The more you spent time with each other, the more she would find herself taking care of you, even when you didn’t want her to. She was more like a second mother than a sister. 

Chloe Price

Chloe would always to take you away from the situations at home. She hated having to listen to the fights and having to withstand David, she didn’t want you to have to foster the same kind of anger that she did growing up. You two would hang out in the junkyard and when it came to school, she would always try to help you become better than she was. But if you found yourself heading more down in her path, she wouldn’t go against it, unless it was causing real damage. Speaking of school, Chloe’s reputation already gave you a place before you even started. You’d be picked on and sometimes, eyed by the teachers. Of course, this caused a bit of resentment towards your sister. At least until when she would take notice of the situation and start standing up for you. She was overprotective and wasn’t exactly shy to that part of herself. This also meant that if David were to ever mess with you in any way, Chloe would not back down to defend you. 

Rachel Amber

 Rachel would always try her best to give you a fun time. Despite being so laidback herself, you two would still fight over the simplest things. Normally, you didn’t care if someone bumped into your door on accident. But with Rachel, it was a declaration of war. When it came to school, you would have an instant popularity raise. Many of your friends would over lapse and even though she never really showed how much she deeply cared, Rachel would still keep an eye on you. She would be afraid that someone would try to take advantage of you and use you the same way some people would just use her (usually just so they would have the biggest party on campus.) As time would go on, Rachel would try to get you sign up for the same clubs that she did. Especially when it came to theatre. And because she would instill the belief in you that everything would always work out in the end, you never really gave up hope for when she went missing. 

Warren Graham

Warren was honestly your bestfriend. He always tried to act “fatherly” towards you and get you to form the same interests that he had. Even when you didn’t really want it, he would give you advice. And in both of your favours, his advice would actually help out your issues most of the time. Though, he still listened to you and showed that really well. Because of his constant need to show you every film that he had any remote interest in, you would be able to call out every film cliche before they actually happened. You would constantly support each other, especially when it came to Max (who you would grow close to as well). When it came to feeling down about yourself, Warren would give you the best peptalks and by the end of the day, you would end up finding your worth again. 

Victoria Chase

 There is a lot of sibling competition. You and Victoria would constantly be stealing each other’s stuff, especially when it came to scarves and dresses/sweaters. Because she was uptight about her appearance and anyone even remotely associated with her, a lot of your friends would overlap. It was difficult for you to make friends who were even slightly on the quirky/unique side since she would try to keep you on “track.” When you went out and did something even a little wild, Victoria would instantly know. Her friends would be like security cameras. As time would go on, you would grow more suspicious of Nathan. And despite her being older, you would always try to look out for her. Because of the intense amounts of sass on both parts, you sometimes thought that she genuinely hated you. At least that would be until she’d ease up and affectionately play around with you. 

Nathan Prescott

Nathan always tried to keep you with him. He was paranoid and always scared and if anyone knew that, it was you. You just never really knew why. Because of this, he would be insanely overprotective. Sometimes, it was exhausting. Fights weren’t unusual between you two, it usually came from how worried you would be for him. Though the best nights would be when he would take you out in his car, smoke a small blunt and just have a real conversation with him. Being his younger sibling wasn’t be easy, but you were be so grateful to have him whenever your parents would reach out. Because of your constant concerns, you always kept your older sister updated. When he started going away on random nights, you started worrying even more. But despite everything, he was always your go-to when you had issues, whether it was about yourself, grades, whatever. He was always there for you and your trust was almost unbreakable. At least until you got caught, following him to a rusted barn in the middle of the night. 

[defenderrosetyler]

Chapter One

A/N: No real triggers this time!!  WC: 1.9k Chapter 1:

“So every person in this book is a fairy tale character?” Emma Swan says to her ten-year-old son. 

The boy had introduced himself as Henry, had brought his mother to Storybrooke. Of course, Emma had given Henry up for adoption when she gave birth to him.  But to have her son seek her out made Emma uncomfortable. He had come to her claiming to be the savior of the storybook world. Henry spun a tale about a curse and how all of the characters of the Enchanted Forest were stuck in a town called Storybrooke, Maine.

Henry had with him a brown leather storybook that was thick but didn’t appear to be heavy. Henry seemed to carry around with no problem. One thing Emma found off when they arrived into town was the clock tower. As she observed it, she couldn’t help take note of how it never seemed to move. She led Henry back to his mother’s house. Henry’s adoptive mother, Regina Mills, was the mayor of the town. Henry claimed she was the Evil Queen from the story Snow White. Emma found this silly. Then again, Emma wasn’t one for fairytales anyway. Fairytales are for kids. 

Inside Granny’s Diner, Sam Winchester sat inside waiting for his brother Dean. Granny’s was usually closed at night since Granny went to work at her bed and breakfast in the mornings, but Ruby was always there at night to serve the night owls who couldn’t sleep. 

Ruby wasn’t the only one working the night shift. She worked with Y/N Y/L/N. Hardly anyone saw  Y/N working in the morning. This usually led to rumors that Y/N was hiding something.  The story was Y/N stayed locked in Rowena’s shop.

Rowena MacLeod was a private woman. However, she was a businesswoman, a loan shark, if you will. Rowena was very good at getting what she wanted through these tactics. She would let her client borrow money with the promise of paying it back fairly and on time. However, many clients don’t read the fine print in her contract.  Resulting in them having to pay double or triple what they borrowed. Rowena had helped Sam and Dean’s parents with a large sum of money to keep their business, Winchester Mechanics, afloat. Leaving their two sons, Sam and Dean, to foot the bill. Dean paid her as much as he could, but with not many people coming or going from Storybrooke, business was slow. 

This left Sam to find a way to help Dean find a way to help pay Rowena back too. But he wasn’t having great success either. Sam had started working in Mr. Gold’s Pawn shop until he found himself interested in Law. Under Mr. Gold’s tutelage, Sam had become well versed in the laws created by the town council. This led him to also find work in the Sheriff's office as a prosecutor. Often being a rival for his own boss at the Pawn Shop. It only made Mr. Gold admire Sam more.  

“Ruby, can you please help them?” Y/N begged, trying to hold back an eye-roll at the two men that walked in together, sitting across from one another. Having a conversation amongst themselves and trying to not get in an argument, again, over the amount of money they owed to Rowena. Their next payment was due within the week, and they didn’t have the funds. 

“Sorry, Duckling, it's your turn. I helped them the other day.” She says, giving her a sentimental look. 

Ruby had been watching Y/N and Sam’s exchanges cringing internally whenever they walked in the door, knowing Y/N would try and pass her along to either herself or Granny. Ruby heard rumors about why Y/N and Sam had disagreements, but their arguments were getting harsher with each passing day.

Y/N scoffed, rolling her eyes, grabbing her order pad, heading over to greet Sam and Dean. 

“Evening, Y/N,” Dean says pleasantly. 

Sam muttered under his breath a greeting, and it sounded like he muttered a nickname only her friends gave her, earning a glare from Y/N in Sam’s direction. 

“What is it now, brains?” Y/N says. “Too buried in your debt to Rowena to speak louder and call me a name in front of my face?”

Dean sighed. Here they go again. “Just our usual if you would please,” he says, trying to cut the tension between the two. 

Y/N nods glaring at Sam before she heads back to the kitchen. 

“You didn’t need to butt in like that,” Sam scoffed. “I had it completely under control.”

“Oh sure, that’s why you and Y/N seem to fight or have some sort of disagreement every time we come in here?” Dean huffed,  “Who knows whatever the hell happens when you bump into her while she’s alone at Rowena’s,” Dean sassed,  “Oh wait, you’re too busy working at Gold’s shop, fighting for a chance to work a case in his place, or at the jail with Graham,” the elder brother snapped calmly. 

“Says the man who works in a shop with no cars to work on,” Sam snapped back, “How’s Amaya? Did you ever fulfill your promise to help her out?

“You keep that bitch out of this,” Dean growled. “I’ll figure something out. For now, I’m gonna see if I can get a second job somewhere.” 

“What do you mean? What other job could you get here? Think Granny can hire you as a short-order cook? At least she gets business!”  

“It’s something to get the debt paid back to Rowena, Sam,” Dean muttered as Y/N brought out their meals. Both were polite, and their bickering died down, and they went back to talking about their days. As uneventful as they were, they had a lot to talk about. 

Y/N sighed as she went back behind the counter, “Ruby, I’m gonna head to bed. Dawn wake-up call comes early.” She says with an eye roll. 

“Goodnight, Duckling,” Ruby says, smiling kindly to her, “I’ll clean up.”

===========

Enchanted Forest

“Dean, is target practice really necessary?” Sam says, looking at him. “I need to be looking for Odette, not shooting powdered arrows over at the servants’ asses.” 

“And what are you gonna do when you can’t hit your mark?” Dean questioned, “What of Odette needs saving from some Ogres, and you miss?” 

“Is that before or after the fact that you're catching fireflies at all hours of the night?” Sam asks, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Are they for you or to feed the frog that follows you around and hides on your dresser?”  he snaps, glaring at the older brother.

“I do not go out at night to catch fireflies for Amaya,” Dean scoffs, “besides, she goes out and catches her own meals.”

Rolling his eyes, Sam grabbed his red powdered covered arrows, game face on. Assuming the probability that Dean would let him win, again. Sam took an arrow from his quiver, sliding it into place. Pulling back the string once he nocked it, aiming it at his first mark, the butler, Crowley. Whom the brothers affectionately dressed up as a brown moose. The arrow left the nocking point, hitting its destined target in the center of his rounded ass. 

“Hey!” Crowley muttered, rolling his eyes. He brushed off the powder as he glared at both of the brothers. 

Dean was finding this amusing. The exercise was primarily for Sam. Why couldn’t he have fun too?

Just as Dean was about to take his shot, Castiel, the head advisor to his father, walked out onto the grounds. He intended to stop the game before it fully began. “Your Highness?”

Startled by the sudden interruption, Dean whipped around,  the arrow released from where it was nocked, hitting Castiel square into his chest. Before he could even react, a second followed by a third engulfed Cas in a powder of blue.

“If you children are quite finished,” he huffed, dusting the powder off himself, “my liege, you have a visitor. Something about a poisonous toad needing collecting?”

Dean fired one more arrow before stalking towards Castiel, “it better not be a waste of my time. My brother and I are training.” 

“Training for a lost cause if you ask me, Sir,” Crowley says, observing the body language of his employer. “For all, we know the Princess is dead as well, just like her father. God rest his soul.” He adds, making the sign of the cross. 

Sam’s head turned quickly at the Butler’s words echoed in his ear. Eyes flashed in anger, rushing over towards the pair. “Take it back! You don’t get to talk about Odette like that!”

“Forgive me, Samuel. However, I truly believe this to be a fool's errand,” Crowley says, standing closer to the trio gathered in the middle of the courtyard.

“I will find her, Crowley,” the younger prince declared, “I have to find her.”

Shaking his head, Dean followed Castiel inside to handle the visitor.

Needing an actual outlet for his anger, Sam walked with a fast pace over to the stables. The staff tended to the horses, but Sam usually liked taking care of his mare. It gave him a sense of responsibility. 

Sam’s mare, Onyx, was a beautiful black Friesian. Her height was just above 18 hands, given his six foot four stature, she was just as tall as he was. Sam was okay with that though. Grabbing a body brush, Sam slowly brushed out her black coat. It had become dirty from the loose dirt flying around.

Meanwhile, as the sun set on the edge of the trees in the forest, a beautiful white swan flew across the canopy. Odette had grown accustomed to the dawn and the dusk. Knowing she had to be on the lake’s surface as the moon touched it before she would become a woman again. 

As per her usual routine, Odette flew over Winchester Castle. Wondering if Sam would be looking for her. Who was she kidding? Sam only wanted to marry her for her beauty. Prince Samuel Winchester didn’t care about her.

Dusk approached, the swan moving to make her graceful descent down into the crystal colored water. “Was wondering if you were gonna be on time tonight dearie.” Rowena says, hands placed on her hips. Odette gave Rowena as much of a glare as a swan possibly could. The princess was always on time and never late. The other party that was never late was Rowena’s incompetant son Crowley. 

“Evening Mother, Odette,” he greets, giving his mother a nod of acknowledgement. Crowley’s appearances had begun to be a routine over the past week. Rowena’s son came every evening, giving Rowena the opportunity to ask her the same proposition in order to remove the curse. Marrying her son. 

Much to the annoyance of Rowena, Odette answered her the same as she had every single time she’d asked. One single word was her reply, but not the one the sorceress was looking for. 

“No.”

“Oh for the love of Dagda” She scoffed, rolling her eyes skyward. Eyes focused back on the maiden that stood before her. Hair glowing in the shimmering moonlight. “Need I remind you, I placed this curse on you, and I can just as easily reverse it. All you need to do, is agree to marry my dear Fergus. Once you're wed, I can give you all the riches a Princess could ask for.” 

“Far better than the Winchester’s that's for sure.” Crowley adds as a comment. 

“I’d rather be a swan over marrying your childish, pathetic son.” Odette snapped. 

“That can be arranged.” Rowena snapped, allowing the princess to mull over her choices.

[glacialltz]

EEVEE !!! LILA !!! hi i wuv u vv much 💘💓💕💗💝💞 hmm i hope its ok if i request ?!? 💖 N, O, X ( + L if thats ok ~ ) fr a3! tenma ( maybe twst ace too ?!? ) !!! 😌💞 urggg no need to do so but regardless, hehe tysm ilysm !!! ~ 💘💓💕💖💗💝💞

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

Tenma’s confession was hurried, to say the least. He felt like he was about to explode more and more with each word pouring from his mouth. His palms were sweaty. His heart was racing. He felt cold. He felt hot. What was he feeling, actually? He wasn’t sure. Tenma was nervous, yet confident in his own cocky way. The confession came out louder than expected, and he could feel the blush creeping up on him. His confession was blunt and slightly rushed as he stared at you face, practically yelling at you. “I have feelings for you! So.... so go out with me!” (It honestly felt more like a command than a confession, in your opinion.)

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Tenma visibly tenses up when he calls you a nickname, even when it’s just the two of you. He wants to call you something sweet, but can’t. Every now and then, when he can stutter out a nickname, he likes ones that are common and not too embarrassing. Due to this, he usually falls back on “Babe”. However, sometimes when he’s still on that high from acting, he’ll teasingly coo at you with nicknames like “Sweetness” and “My beloved.” Tenma would never call you a single pet name in public, however, as his relationship with you is meant to be on the downlow. 

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Denying his feelings until the very end; it’s questionable as to if Tenma was even completely aware of them himself. Yuki was the first one to catch on. Was it because they shared a room, or was Yuki just that observant toward Tenma? Who could say for certain? The only thing that was certain: Yuki was fed up with Tenma’s obliviousness. It was obvious from the way he looked at you that he had feelings for you, for gosh sake! How could that stupid Hack not understand his own feelings? Needless to say, the resident king of sass was more in tune with Tenma’s feelings than Tenma himself was. It was going to be a long while before he confessed. 

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Tenma is more affectionate than one might expect, but only behind closed doors. Heaven forbid his relationship leak out to any press. While in the confines of the dorm the most he’ll do his drape his arm around your shoulders or pull you close on the couch. What can he say? He’s still pretty shy about it, after all. But once the two of you are alone in his room - all bets are off. He loves pressing kisses all over your face - especially your forehead and nose - and grabbing you; pulling you in for an impromptu cuddle session. 

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o? 

 Love Confession for Ace can be found here!!~~

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Ace rivals Cater when it comes to who in Heartslabyul can have the most nicknames for their significant other. While Cater’s tend to be way extra than is really necessary, Ace’s can be a bit unconventional. While you do hear the common ones almost every couple seems to from time to time, the one Ace refers to you as simply his “Partner.” Most people think Ace means his partner in the relationship, but Ace’s cheeky smile hides the truth behind it. The real reason for the nickname? You’re more than his partner in the relationship, of course, but also his Partner In Crime. Did you really think you could be in a relationship with this rascal and not be getting in trouble by his side?

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Ace is SO obvious with his crush on you. His eyes follow you every time they catch a glimpse of you. He normally speaks up for other Heartslabyul students when they fear Riddle, and he does the same for you - whether you’re in Heartslabyul or not. If he sees another student giving you a hard time, he’s marching over in a heartbeat, usually dragging Deuce behind him. In all honesty, he’s a bit of a scrambled mess, bouncing between high and low bouts of confidence about how you feel in return. He’s almost the perfect representation of a love-struck teenage boy. He’s completely head over heels for you, and you can probably tell from a mile away.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Ace is affectionate, but not overbearingly so. He likes to pull you close to him a lot, and adores when you sit on his lap. He likes to show you card tricks in the comfort of your or his dorms while you sit together, and takes pride in your enjoyment. During the day, he doesn’t do much affection, but night is a different story. You’ve gotten used to waking up to the sound of him knocking on your dorm door, and opening it only to look into his pleading eyes. He knows he’ll get in trouble if Riddle finds out, but he’s too in love both with you and how cuddly you are at night to want to stop.

[hieranarchy]

The Women of Sherlock

4 years late to this masterpiece. Sherlock is just the most well-written TV show i have ever come across. Everything is perfectly finessed and crafted with so much care and flair, from script to dialogue to cinematography to plot pacing (I need to rest after one episode), I find no words for higher praise. Perhaps the pompous english delivery and tendency for grandoise flourishes might not be for everyone, but it is definitely my kind of show. 

I remember the part where Mycroft told John, "you are not traumatized by the war. You miss it." was precisely the point I got hooked. I felt that.

So in a bid to enshrine my love for the show (4 seasons of which i binged over two weeks), I shall make a post of the excellent portrayal of female characters (in the same unrelentingly verbose, highfalutin style), that no one asked for and with no new information provided.

MARY ELIZABETH WATSON

The poised and sensible wife and woman behind every good man (wait sorry, why still behind?) that can probably mother anything in her path. Except when she is in assassin-killer mode, she is able to detach her emotions to the point where she can coldly calculate exactly where to shoot you so you might just not die.John just couldn't pick ordinary, blessedly mundane partners, can he?Deadly sharp and sweet, with a deep, prescient wisdom and perception that can probably only be acquired from having killed many and needing to cover your arse about it, Mary is the typical femme fatale character. Unfortunately, she lived up to that name, when, out of fatally unconditional love and loyalty, she fatally took a bullet for the one time our dear Sherly failed, and died.

MRS HUDSON

your sweet, shrivelled grandma-next-door with a whole lot of sass, probably a saucier history of debauchery than you, plus guts of steel belied by her diminutive frame, because which other landlord will stand frequently finding various kinds of human remains stashed in the fridge for lab analysis and the occasional cracks of gunshots in her daintily-wallpapered walls when Sherlock expresses frustration at not being able to crack a case?yes, she isn't a simple woman.  the widow of a depraved and philandering cartel druglord whose death by decapitation was in part precipitated by none other than herself, and therefore inheriting his house and BMW, Mrs Hudson was able to quick-wittedly conceal Sherlock's critical possessions at gunpoint, while engendering sympathy from her captors as a hapless, frightened old lady.

"Mrs Hudson leave Baker Street? England will fall."-Sherlock

EURUS HOLMES

They say women are crazy, and you should be afraid of Eurus Holmes. Sherlock's impressive, Mycroft's prodigious, and Eurus is diabolic. Long-lost, locked up sister of the Holmes trinity, her cleverness proved too dangerous to contain even as a toddler.Her crime? Leading Sherlock's playmate to his death so Sherlock will play with her. Whoops.Might be the best rendition of a villain I've ever seen. One colder, crueller and cocksurer than any male fiend has ever displayed. Beating them at their own game, feeding their ego, making negotiations to get exactly what she wants.However it is revealed her distended intellectual abilities result in feelings of extreme isolation, as if she is 'trapped in a flying plane in which everyone's asleep.' At the end of the day, for all her acerbic appraisals on people and the world, Eurus remains mentally as a little girl pining for her brother to play with her. A light illuminating too brightly that extinguishes just as quickly. Nevertheless, an intriguing freak of nature indeed.

Amazing the number of times a man doesn’t really look at your face. Oh, you can hide behind a sexy smile, or a walking cane ... or just be a therapist, talking about yourself all the time.

IRENE ADLER

What does it mean when a female, self-professed homosexual professional dominatrix and a male, most-likely asexual high-functioning sociopathic detective seem to have an undeniable electrifying attraction to each other? Both recognise the inner freak of a genius in each other that is now, two-of-a-kind.We are shown a woman who relishes and maintains power in every respect, from the bedroom to her personal wealth and even securing underworld invincibility, who, in her own words: 'makes her way in the world'.

 She has no qualms using the power of female sexuality to surprise, subdue and siphon what she seeks, but towards the end we see her falter and thwarted by yet another typically female inclination of emotions and sentiment. (She sardonically or rather affectionately, if her multiple texts to Sherlock in an avant garde display of female-initiated wooing is any indicator) sets the passcode to her phone as I AM SHER-LOCKED)  

Yet she is literally saved by this lapse in affection, from Iranian terrorists, when it moved our utterly self-possessed and honestly also self-obsessed secret softie Sherlock, who reciprocated coolly with rare cliche of a hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress moment, thus showing us love can be both a formidable weakness and strength.

MOLLY HOOPER

Finally, a character we can relate to. Depicted as an unassuming, babbling and bumbling side character, but  also possesses the ultimate superpower of being able to slap Sherlock in the face without facing resistance or retaliation. Because if she does so, then he deserves it.

JOHN WATSON

Sorry not a woman, I emasculated him. Just balancing out the status quo. He is almost like Sherlock's unappreciated wife in the shadows / and full-time child handler (and I mean this in terms of relationship dynamic, nothing sexual, go away shippers and fic writers) A complete danger-addict and badass packaged in fun-sized, cute, wrinkly dad material. Aw.

https://moonlitthoughts.medium.com/the-women-of-sherlock-3c3437c6f93e

[harrysgoldrush]

the reader being called up on stage to sing sign of the times or carolina cause harry saw she wasn't playing attention to his show when he looked over at her and wanted to ask teasingly if she thought his singing wasn't good enough

I love this idea so much. I hope you don’t mind if I tweaked it a tiny bit!

masterlist

harry was showing off. he knew it, you knew it, you were sure everyone knew it at this point.

he had added a secret date to the tail end of his tour. he was supposed to finish his tour last night in inglewood. but here you were, standing in a bar in brooklyn you had been to once before with harry and the band.

jeff had bought the bar for the night, inviting everyone who had been involved with the album, friends and family. gemma had flown in with you from california to new york and you had driven to the apartment, dropped all of your bags and headed to the bar.

gemma had liked you immediately when the two of you met last year at harry’s album release party. she reminded you a lot of harry but was softer, more open and just as affectionate; if not more.

the plane ride flew by with her to talk to.

you had seen harry on tour this past year more times than you could remember. you’d wake up to a text from harry or jeff or mitch asking about your schedule for the next few days and suddenly you were on a bus or train or plane headed to see him perform.

you could sense harry’s sadness with the tour winding down, but you also knew you were tired. you were practically buzzing with excitement when harry came running over through the crowd to greet the two of you.

he kissed his sister before wrapping an arm around you.

“like your shirt.” he murmured, tugging at the sleeve of the david bowie shirt you had stolen from his closet before he turned to smile at gemma.

“i hope she’s been taking good care of you, gems.”

“oh she’s a dear, made me feel right at home.” gemma smiled, squeezing your hand. “cured my hangover from last night and made sure i called mum before and after our flight.”

“told you she’s a good one.”

“hey! why don’t you tell me i’m a good one?” you teased, making harry jab at your sides playfully.

“you have your editor for that. can’t have your ego inflate more than mine, there’s hardly room in the apartment anymore.”

gemma excused herself to the bar and you and harry kept talking until mitch walked over, handing you a beer and apologized for stealing harry.

“come on, h. show’s starting soon.”

mitch waved goodbye and harry kissed your cheek before chasing after him.

as the lights dimmed, you found your way to gemma who was sitting with jeff who’s only job tonight was to make sure to buy the two of you as many drinks as you wanted. as the “only angel” intro began, jeff leaned over gemma to ask, “how’s your book coming along?”

“‘s good. sent in the final draft this morning before we left california. should hear back by next month if it’ll go to print.”

“ever thought of writing songs?”

you laughed and shook your head. “i’ve already got a manager, jeff. focus on your song writer on stage.”

gemma and jeff both laughed and soon the bar was filled with cheers as harry and the band climbed onto the makeshift stage. you and gemma pushed through the crowd towards the band, shouting loudly and jumping up and down.

harry was glowing, pouring everything into his songs. he was messing with the people in front of the stage, throwing water at them and talking to them in between songs and overall having a blast. he always made sure to blow kisses to his sister and send you winks.

he owned any stage he stood on. he loved interacting with his audience, it was like second nature to him. he was always good at reading a crowd. and tonight there was no responsibility. it was all fun and games now. he jokingly dedicated songs to jeff, tried to kiss mitch constantly and made time to tell stories that made everyone laugh.

he made sure to make eye contact with you during “woman” making you laugh as he danced overly sensually; he was teasing you for every time he had caught you dancing in front of your mirror and checking yourself out while blasting that song.

you and gemma were dancing to her favorite from the album “sweet creature” and making each other laugh as you loudly sang along.

as harry announced the final song and once again thanked everyone for all they had done for him in the past year, he promised to buy a round of drinks for everyone, causing you to cheer loudly.

the crowd laughed at that and harry did a double take, shading his eyes before pointing to you and speaking into the microphone, “‘s that you that just cheered?”

when you nodded, he said with mild sass, “this is why i need to stop inviting you to these things, you always try to overshadow me.”

“oh you’re just jealous!” gemma shouted, hugging you from behind. “can’t share the spotlight with anyone!”

the crowd and band laughed and harry shook his head before taking his microphone off of the stand. “you both haven’t been paying attention, i never should have introduced the two of you.”

the next thing you said came flying out, a mixture of being giddy with the thought of harry being home, of being very drunk thanks to jeff and being encouraged by an equally drunk gemma.

“i’ll start paying more attention when you write a book!”

harry laughed for a moment and murmured something to mitch who laughed for a moment before nodding. harry smiled down at you and extended his hand. “fine. come up here.”

“what?!” you gasped.

“come up here if you think it’s so easy.” he grinned and the crowd cheered.

“harry!” You gasped but took his hand, wobbling slightly as you stood on the makeshift stage.

“for those of you who don’t know, this is my lovely roommate who also happens to be the greatest writer i’ve ever had the fortune of living with. hopefully you’ll be seeing her book on shelves this fall.”

you bashfully shushed harry who held you with one arm as he held onto the microphone. “she’s the only other person i’d let sing this song with me tonight so give her a hand.”

“you’re being silly,” you laughed softly, clutching your chest. “what am i supposed to be singing?”

“you really weren’t paying attention. is my singing that bad?”

“you are so stupid, harry styles. you know you’re the greatest singer i’ve ever lived with.”

that was the last thing you remembered that night, but you had plenty of videos to remind you of you drunkenly singing “sign of the times” with a very entertained harry who could not stop laughing as you pretended to be him.

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Guardian of creatures; AU! Queen x oc female x reader Chap. 11

*Author’s note*

Well this got done within a night shift of writing lol but now we discover the TRUE mythology of the Wizards in this story. I also hope you all enjoy the face cast I’ve picked out for you all, I know some of you are gonna FLIP OUT!! So enjoy this chapter folks and until the next update :)

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Chapter 11,

The Truth

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*3rd Person POV*

Serafina and Balthazar walked side by side along the desert as the rain continued to softly pour down on top of them.

“Why didn’t you tell us that you were—the Balthazar when you first met us?”

“I don’t usually give out that information freely.” He answered using the Egyptian’s actual voice.  It was more softer compared to his original voice but it still held a commanding tone to it.

“Also this body……this clearly isn’t your human body. Are you possessing this poor man?”

“He volunteered it freely all those centuries ago when I went to find you and John. Plus I have to keep my true self hidden. As I’m sure you remember that the Sorcerer Supreme can sense every living creature on Earth. And ghosts give out the strongest power force known to our realm. If Grindelwald saw me freely moving about in the world, all hell would break loose.”

“That is true.” She muttered.

“We’ve arrived.” Balthazar soon said as he stopped. Serafina stopped beside him and the two of them stood on top of a semi-high (around 3-4ft) rock wall which stood over more desert.

“You woke me up in the middle of the night just to bring me out further into the desert?” Serafina sassed at the great Wizard.  He softly chuckled and said with a sigh.

“Oh you even have his sarcastic nature.”

“Whose sarcastic nature?”

“Close your eyes dear one.” Serafina closed her eyes before feeling 2 fingers press against each side of her temples and soon Balthazar’s real voice spoke in her head.

‘Over a thousand years ago the world of Sorcerers was a very different place. Instead of one Wizard ruling over all others, all of us lived and helped serve under the 3 great apprentices of Merlin.’

“This was the story we were taught on our first day of school. The history of Wizards.”

‘Indeed. While each wizard and witch lived in their own countries, all Sorcerers were considered equals and called a special sacred place known as the Garden of Merlin, home. Now—open your eyes.’ Serafina opened her eyes and she was greeted with an amazing sight.

Nothing but pure green surrounded her, the sky was just shining it’s dawning colors of pink and blue as the sun continued to rise higher into the sky.  She stood up on a hill and saw wildflowers growing as far as she could see in all various colors and types, trees so big she’d swore they’d brush against the clouds in the sky.

“Did we just time travel?” she turned and saw Balthazar as his true self.  He now stood roughly about John’s height, maybe a couple inches taller.  His ghostly eyes stared at Serafina as he told her.

“There’s too much to see and so little time. Try not to ask too many questions.” With that he walked deeper into the forest.  Serafina ran behind him and when she caught up to him, she looked around the forest.  

Listening to the frogs and birds bring the forest to life, squirrels scampering around the tree branches and deer along with other forest creatures doing whatever it was they do.

“This is where your family was born. Behold.” Balthazar pushed back a shrub and soon they saw a group of wizards all talking amongst one another, children playing games with either one another or with their parents.

“But won’t you disrupt the time stream by being here?”

“No. Because this is just a vision. No one can see nor hear us.” Serafina looked out watching everyone all happy and smiling at one another. Nothing like she had seen before with sorcerers of different nationalities and skin colors truly living like brothers and sisters.

“Hang on you said this is where my story began? That’s not true at all. My family didn’t come around till after the fall of the 3 apprentices.”

“Not true.” He immediately said to her.  She looked at him confused. “You see that little girl over there? Who does she remind you of?” he pointed towards a young girl with long brown hair and blue eyes.

Playing alongside her was a Hispanic man with brown hair, warm brown eyes and a mustache over his upper lip while at his jaw a stubble of a beard was forming.  He wore an elegant golden wizard robe and watched with pride and a warm smile as he saw this young girl practicing her magic.

“She…..she almost looks like me.”

“That’s because she is your ancestor. Wanda Arya Black. And that man she’s with is my brother Archimedes.” Serafina’s eyes widened as her jaw dropped.

“Archi—Archimedes?! As in Archimedes the Wise?! That Archimedes?” she turned to Balthazar.

“Yes is there an echo in here?” wow he was definitely John’s ancestor.  He cleared his throat and said, “He was the only one out of the three of us to take on an apprentice. As the first muggle-born witch she showed prose and potential, so Archimedes took her in as his ward as well as her teacher.”

“But there was never an apprentice in the legend. Balthazar no offense but I’ve been taught your story throughout my entire life. Why did you bring me here?”

“Because you don’t know our story. Come with me.” He walked away leaving Serafina to stare at her ancestorial grandmother as well as the 3rd great apprentice of Merlin.  As she watched the two of them walk away, Serafina turned and followed in the direction Balthazar went.

Day soon turned to night as they kept walking to another part of the garden.  As they stopped, they spotted 3 figures sitting at a clearing looking up at the moon and the stares in the night sky.  Serafina obviously recognized the two men because she was standing right next to him now.

The two men were Archimedes and Balthazar (back when he was alive).  A woman was also with them.  She wore a long, short-sleeved black dress and had long wavy brown hair.  She was around their age and she was sitting upon a rock beside inbetween the two men.

“It’s you guys. And that woman, is that—”

“Shh! Pay attention now.” Balthazar told her.  They turned back towards the three young apprentices and soon they heard Archimedes speak up.

“I know that I was chosen to be his wisdom and destined to teach future young ones of our ways but I—don’t think I’m ready just yet.”

“There’s no way we could ever feel ready for this. I mean how do you think I feel about being the next Sorcerer Supreme?” asked Balthazar.

“Some help you are.” Archimedes scoffed out a laugh.

“I’m not finished!” Balthazar stated.

“I think what cheekbones is trying to say is, is that we’ll be fine. Merlin has never steered us wrong before my brothers. We are all ready for this. And we’ll always have each other for when things get hard, right?” Morgana said as she got off the rock and placed her hands on each of her brother’s shoulders.

“Right.” Balthazar agreed with a strong nod.

“Right.” Archimedes however had a slight hesitant tone to his voice but the smile on his face fooled the other two.  Morgana let out a yawn and Balthazar said.

“I think we’ll go ahead and retire for the evening.”

“Goodnight. I’ll see you both tomorrow.” Archimedes said. As Balthazar and Morgana flew off, together (Balthazar using his magic to fly while Morgana summoned her broom).

“Cheekbones? Really Morgana?” Balthazar asked offensively.

“C’mon Balthazar, you’ve got to admit you have sharper cheekbones than even our Master.” Morgana teased back.  The two of them continued to banter with each other till they were out of sight.

Archimedes softly chuckled and shook his head before growing solemn again and looked back up at the moon.

“You see…….at the time I didn’t realize that while Archimedes was ready to take his place as the Wisdom of Merlin, he wasn’t happy.” Balthazar explained to Serafina.

“You guys have the most famous story in all of Wizard lore, what was it that could make him happy?”

“A friend of yours.” They turned back around and after a little while a female voice spoke up.

“Are they gone master?”

“They’re gone.” He said.  Soon coming out of the shrubs was Wanda.  She was older, now the same age as Serafina and she could see for herself that she looked almost identical to her ancestral grandmother.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t keep him away much longer.” She suddenly shrieked as someone lifted her up and spun her around.

“Well then don’t make me stay away so long next time!” Soon coming into the light of the full moon was none other than Roger Taylor himself.

Serafina couldn’t believe it!  She knew Roger had been around since the creation of the seas but he actually was there before the fall of the 3 apprentices of Merlin? He knew Archimedes the wise personally as well as her ancestral grandmother?! Was that why he seemed to flirt with her cause she reminded him of Wanda? And why didn’t he ever mention it before?

“How can I survive without my favorite witch and wizard?” Roger said as he nuzzled into Wanda’s neck affectionately.

“We’re sorry my friend, we just don’t……don’t want Morgana and Balthazar to—” Archimedes said as he pulled Roger away from his apprentice and gave the Nokken a brotherly embrace.  Roger separated from Archimedes and looked at him confused.

“You—you mean to tell me that Roger. My Roger knew Archimedes as well as my infinite great grandmother!? So what were he and Wanda friends like we are? Or—”

“Archimedes and Wanda both cared for their brother and sister wizards. But the beings they both could be truly happy with, were the Magical creatures.” Balthazar explained to Serafina.

“I just don’t understand why you won’t tell them you don’t want to do this anymore? What will you do tomorrow when Merlin crowns you the Wise?” Roger asked.

“I’ll go through with it. It’s been destined that I become his Wisdom after he passes on so—I will.”

“And then what you’ll forget about all the creatures we’ve helped? Forget about me?” Wanda said.

“No! That will never happen! Querida you know I’ll always love you.” Archimedes said as he cupped Wanda’s cheeks in his hand, stroking her cheekbones with his thumbs.

“Right. You say you love her, but you don’t want your fellow wizards to know what you both have been building! Sure we get it!” Roger huffed as he took Wanda back into his arms.

“This duty was chosen for me at birth what else am I supposed to do?! I don’t have a choice Roger.”

“You weren’t born to serve a purpose. You were born to live your life. You always have a choice.” Roger said.

“He’s right Master. Think of what we’ve worked so hard to build. Do you really want that to go down in flames? I don’t have the power to convince the Wizard council to keep what we’re trying to do secure. I need you. They need you.” Archimedes brushed a strand of Wanda’s hair out of her face and placed a hand onto Roger’s shoulder.

“Come on. This way now.” Balthazar guided Serafina away from the three of them and the two of them walked to another part of the garden.

The sun slowly started to rise but already in Serafina’s mind, dozens of questions were buzzing around her head.  She soon saw Balthazar stop beside a tree and she ran up to catch up to him.

“Where is he?!” Morgana’s voice snapped.  “Sorcerers from across the world are out there waiting for our coronation!”

“We’ve searched everywhere. But no one’s seen him ma’am.” Said a young blonde wizard.

“Well look again! He could’ve been captured or-or killed!” Morgana snapped.

“Lady Morgana! Lady Morgana!” soon a young witch with ginger hair came running up.  She had freckles decorated all over her face and bright green eyes. “I have news about Lord Archimedes.”

“Thank Paracelsus. Where is he?”

“He and his apprentice Wanda left with a creature known as a Nokken. He said to tell you that he and Wanda are safe and not to worry.”

“Left with a Nokken? For what?”

“It seems that he—” she went quiet.  She cleared her throat and continued hesitantly. “He said he had a greater calling. Than staying here, ma’am.” At hearing this, Morgana went silent.  Slowly her face contorted to anger as she sneered softly.

“You said a Nokken right? They’re like sirens yes? It tricked them both and then kidnapped them.”

“No. My Lord Arch—”

“I AM MORGANA LE FEY! MERLIN’S CHOSEN LAWKEEPER!! I DECIDE WHAT’S TRUE!! Where did it take them!?” she snapped with pure rage at the young witch.

“He—they didn’t say.” She said fearfully.

“No matter. I’ll find them one way or another.” Morgana growled lowly.

Balthazar sighed heavily with solemn.  He then turned to Serafina and warned her.

“This next scene won’t be pretty.” He walked ahead.  As Serafina passed over the tree, she was greeted with a gruesome sight.  Hundreds upon thousands of sea creature corpses lay across the land.

From mermaids, to sirens, Nokks to Kelpies.  Every sea creature known to mankind could be seen. Their bodies pale and their eyes soulless with death.

“Morgana declared war between us and the sea creatures. Accusing Roger of seducing both Archimedes and his apprentice and demanding retribution. It resulted in a massacre on a scale never seen before in Wizard history until two other occasions.” Balthazar explained as he and Serafina slowly walked over the corpses of the poor sea creatures.

“Me and Freddie.” Balthazar nodded solemnly.  They arrived at seemed to be the end of the garden. “Heartbroken at his apprentices fall into darkness; with his final breath, Merlin arranged the meeting between the four of them to meet at the sacred, neutral ground known to all creatures.” Balthazar once again pushed the shrubs away and Serafina soon saw Roger, Wanda, Archimedes, and Morgana standing in a landscape that she knew all too well.

“It’s—my home.” She whispered in awe as well as shock.

“I’ve come as Merlin decreed. Now give them back, and all of this can be over.” Morgana took a step when Roger, who was now in his full Nokken form guarding Archimedes and Wanda, snarled as his gills flared angrily.

“Stay back! They came here to talk! That’s all!”

“Please sister stop this. I can’t give you what you want.” Archimedes pleaded.

“That’s not true. You’re our brother!” Morgana tried to reason with him.

“Yes. You and Balthazar have been my brother and sister. You both will always be my brother and sister. But our journey together has come to an end.”

“You’re—abandoning us? For what purpose? What purpose is greater than being with your own family?” Archimedes swallowed his tears and said as he looked directly at Morgana.

“The protection and safe security of all Magical creatures. So please, let them live in peace.”

“There is no peace without you Archimedes! You belong with your own kind. With Sorcerers. With us.” Morgana pleaded.  Archimedes turned his head and refused to look Morgana in the eye.  She took another step before looking towards Wanda now.  “Wanda, you know this is the way. Please child come with me.” Roger’s claws dug deeper into the ground as his fangs grew longer.

“I said….STAY BACK!!” then like the animal he truly was, he launched himself at Morgana, pinning her down and snarled down at her.

Morgana’s gagging echoed in the night as Roger began to choke her to death before he felt ready to deliver the final blow.  He wasn’t just doing this for his Sorcerer friends but he also lost all his best friends and family to this witch.

She cause in a complete genocide against the sea and now he was going to have his revenge.

“Roger stop it what are you doing!?” Wanda exclaimed.

“SHE’S A MONSTER WANDA!! She’ll keep hunting you both. Just like she hunted my people! I. Have. To end this!” Morgana continued to choke as she tried to get Roger off of her but he was too strong for her.

“Roger please listen to me! I know she’s slaughtered your people but—” Archimedes started off.  “If you kill her now, you will be no better than she was. We—we can’t bear to see you……”

“Please Roger let Lady Morgana go! For us.” Wanda pleaded as tears formed in her eyes.  Roger looked at his friends with helpless eyes but when he looked down at Morgana, his eye grew hard and filled with hatred.

But he knew they were right.  If he killed the high witch now, he’d not only have to go into hiding but he’d also be consumed by revenge.  Soon enough what would stop him from killed all other sorcerers? Including Wanda and Archimedes who have shown him nothing but kindness and love. Something his kind never truly understood, until he met them.  He turned back towards them and said softly.

“Only for you both.” He released Morgana and crawled over towards them.  Morgana let out a series of coughs as she slowly raised herself off the ground. Archimedes pressed his forehead against Roger’s and whispered.

“Thank you my friend.” Roger then turned to Wanda who immediately hugged him and kissed his blue/grey scale cheek.  “Sister Morgana I—”

“SANGUINE MALICE!!” Morgana cried out.  Wanda pushed Roger away and took the spell head on. She stumbled backwards as she clenched her stomach with one arm and held her hand to her mouth.  Wanda grunted and groaned before she suddenly vomited out blood.

Serafina watched with horror as she was experiencing déjà vu. For that spell was the very same spell that was used on her by John’s own mother.

“WANDA!!” Both Roger and Archimedes exclaimed fearfully. Roger quickly phased back into his human disguise and caught Wanda as she collapsed and proceeded to keep coughing and vomiting out blood.  Her eyes dripping out bloody tears as they slowly went red.  Her coughs and gagging now pierced the air.

Archimedes joined alongside Roger and took the young witch’s face in between his hands.

“She-she wasn’t the target. It was for the Nokk. But if a witch is willing to die for a monster, then she’s no different!”

“No. No, no, Wanda. Wanda, Wanda hey, hey, hey querida por favor. Por favor, stay with us. Stay with me.” Wanda slowly lifted her bloody hand towards Archimedes’ face and tried to speak, but all that came out were haunting gurgles.  “Shhh, shhh, shhh. Save your strength my darling girl. Shhhh, shhh.”

“Please Wanda just hold on. Archimedes will heal you just hang on we’ll get you help. Just please hold on for us. I love you so much my soulmate.” Roger pleaded as he stroked through her hair.

Slowly her head became limp as her gurgling ceased and her arm fell to the ground, leaving a bloody sweep across Archimedes’ right cheek.

“No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! No!” Roger pleaded and begged but it was too late.  Wanda Arya Black was gone.  “NOOOOO!!!!” Roger roared out in heartbroken agony and wept over her corpse. Archimedes too couldn’t hold his tears back as he pressed his forehead to Wanda’s and his tears fell upon her face.

When Roger slowly turned his head towards Morgana, his blood boiled with more rage than ever.

“You’ve killed one of your own!” He went to charge towards Morgana but a hand stopped him from moving any further.  Roger looked down and saw that Archimedes had stopped him. Before he could snap, Roger’s anger suddenly turned to fear as he sensed a sudden spike of power rising within Archimedes.

The wizard slowly stood up and Morgana stared at her brother in fear.

“Archimedes?” she softly spoke his name.  Suddenly she felt something beginning to choke her.  She dropped her wand as her hands went up to neck, trying to feel what it was that was choking her but she felt nothing but her own skin.  The sky grew dark, the wind softly picked up and even the moon went dark.  It was then Archimedes spoke in a low, haunting chant.

By the Guardian of all creatures

I give my voice to the Seers.

Soon even the moon itself grew black till it practically seemed to have disappeared completely.  Archimedes began to glow a bright white color as his lower half changed and morphed into a long snake-like tail.  

It soon came towards Morgana as it now revealed that a tail was now choking her.  Coils also formed around Wanda’s body protectively while Roger fell to the ground and submitted in fear, for he knew just what was coming.  

Suddenly from Archimedes’ lips not only did he speak but a thousand other voices both male and female came out of him.

“FOR YOUR CRIMES ON THESE SACRED GROUNDS, YOUR SOUL WILL KNOW NO PEACE! NOT FOR YOU OR YOUR DESCENDANTS!!” Soon Archimedes’ upper-half grew and grew till he stood well over the trees themselves.

His eyes now glowed pure gold with a white slit as the voices continued to speak through Archimedes.

“EVERY DESCENDANT YOU GIVE BIRTH WILL BE MARKED WITH SUFFERING. AND WE, SHALL BE YOUR DEATH IN EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM. SO SAYS THE NAGA, THE SEERS OF ALL. THE GUARDIAN OF CREATURES CONDEMNS YOU. MORGANA THE TRAITORUS!”

Morgana had never in her life felt such fear surge through her body.  Her brother had surrendered his very being to the most powerful and dangerous creatures known to the supernatural world.  The eyes closed and with a bright light, all three of them disappeared, leaving her cowering on the ground as the wind blew her hair around her face.

Her expression frozen in pure terror.

From the bushes Balthazar looked down solemnly while Serafina was just in shock.

“None of this—was taught to us at school.”

“That’s because Morgana obliviated the entire Wizard community of what really happened that night, told her own version of the tale. And from there she made Morgana’s law, the execution and hunting of all magical creatures, out of her hate and fear. Years after I became Sorcerer Supreme, and saw for myself what happened that night thanks to the help of Freddie Mercury himself, I exposed her for the coward she really was. But when you obliviate an entire community, there is only so much you can do to rewrite certain parts of history without dire consequences. And her laws and teachings would soon make their way to my bloodline and the massacre of the Naga soon commence.”

Soon the forest changed to the very day the Naga genocide happened with Thomas Riddle Deacon was Sorcerer Supreme.  All of the Nagas surrounded them before the vision went black as Balthazar choked out sadly.

“I did my best to warn him, but—it wasn’t enough.” Soon the two of them were back in the real world.  Balthazar in his vessel’s body, a broken expression on his face as his head lowered in sorrow.  “Archimedes has been missing since that night and Morgana’s law continues to be enforced. That’s why at the end of every Sorcerer Supreme reign they plan, target and exterminate every living creature.”

“You mean Archimedes—is alive?” Balthazar nodded sadly. “This whole time?! So why hasn’t he been protecting these creatures?”

“He renounced his claim to it. So their only hope is for the next chosen one to take the mantel. That’s why Freddie also chose you along with John.”

“What?”

“You are Wanda’s descendant. You are destined to be the next Guardian of Creatures. If you don’t, the cycle will only continue. Archimedes will stay hidden, Morgana’s law will remain, and Sorcerers will continue to kill till only they are the supreme beings. That’s why we want you to help us end it.”

“I’m—sorry Balthazar. That’s too much even for me.” Serafina sat down along the wall and said as she held her legs to her chest. “I’m not a Guardian or a descendant of anyone connected to the 3 apprentices, I’m just……me.”

“You can believe in that and forget what I’ve told you or can continue to help fix a broken world. Your choice.”

For years she had been following in what Freddie has foreseen her and John to do but never did she imagine that she’d have to also lead all Magical creatures into peace.  Not to mention that she now suddenly got a whiplash of the fact that her family line was connected to the 3 apprentices of Merlin through apprenticeship.

But she had come too far now.  If she fled now then all this work would have been for nothing. She’d be abandoning her family yet again and that was something she couldn’t do.  Not when she finally started to rebuild it once again with the return of her adopted sons.

“Okay. What do you need us to do now?”

“Find Archimedes. He’s in his Motherland of what is now known as Chile. He has got to crown a Guardian of Creatures.”

“But Chile has one of the most powerful magical barriers. We wouldn’t even know where to start looking once we got there.”

“He’ll come to you dear one. He’ll trust his apprentice’s bloodline. But uhh… Archimedes won’t train you if you bring forth my descendant let alone know that you’re married to him. Best if you go find him alone.”

“You want me too—abandon my family?”

“You’re not abandoning them. Your destiny lies on a different path than theirs right now. You and Archimedes both need this.”

“I don’t know if I can do this on my own.” Balthazar placed his vessel’s hand on Serafina’s shoulder and both the vessel and Balthazar’s real voice spoke to her.

“When the time comes, I know you will do the right thing.” Their voices echoed in her head.

Back at camp Serafina’s eyes suddenly shot open and she panted heavily as a cold sweat stuck to her entire body.

“Melda?” John’s voice groaned beside her.  She looked down and rested her hand against John’s temple and used her magic to put him back to sleep.

“I’m alright my love. Go back to sleep.” He cleared his throat tiredly before letting out a moan and immediately fell right asleep. Serafina stared outside of the tent and thought to herself, ‘A descendant of Archimedes’ apprentice.’

She turned her night dress into traveling clothes and looked down at her husband and sons one last time.

“I’ll be back my loves. Please don’t worry.” She sent three red auras of magic into the minds of her boys who all smiled in their sleep and let out tired moans.

Serafina got out of the tent and she got on top of her horse and proceeded to race off into the desert.

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The Pride and Prejudice Musical: Mr. Darcy

I’m gonna start this off by saying I’m absolutely in love with Justin Mortelliti’s voice! I think he’s a great Mr. Darcy and really brings the character to life in a new way that I was not expecting.

Clothing - If you’ve ever seen Beauty and the Beast (1991) you may notice that when we first meet Adam (the Beast) he is wearing red, this is to symbolize his anger and pain at the loss of his humanity. However, when he begins to soften and have feelings for Belle, he changes to wearing purple, this symbolizes his transformation and character growth. Finally, when he has completely rediscovered his humanity he wears blue. This shows how close he is now to Belle, who also wears blue and it appears Mr. Darcy follows a similar course through out the musical.

   During act one Mr. Darcy is seen wearing a burgundy waistcoat and tails. He is proud, arrogant and even sings that he must “...hide humanity...” in The World We Live In.

   Burgundy is a mix of red and purple, therefore in reference to the red, he currently holds himself above everyone else and allows his pride to be his dominate trait however, in reference to the purple, he does begin to soften towards Elizabeth, much to his chagrin, and though he knows she is “inferior” to him, it doesn’t stop him from liking her. The burgundy color shows just how at war with himself Mr. Darcy is for the first half of the musical.  

   During the second act of the musical, Mr. Darcy is wearing blue and just like Adam, it’s to show his transformation, the extent to which Elizabeth has effected him and his new willingness to follow his heart despite social expectations.

Behavior -  For the first act Mr. Darcy is very serious and stoic, as befitting his character but if you watch closely there are moments when he shows more emotion, it can be subtle at times but it’s there. Watch him in the background during Her Ladyship’s Praise, he is almost constantly looking at Elizabeth as she engages in a sass war with Lady Catherine and gets this little smirk on his face because he’s enjoying watching Elizabeth take Lady Catherine by surprise with her independence and outspokenness. 

   Mr. Darcy falls in love with Elizabeth’s mind and quick wit and during this scene he is silently enthralled watching her not only battle his aunt but win. Another note on his being silent, notice how all the other guests and servants sing along as accompaniment to Lady Catherine but Mr. Darcy remains quiet the whole time until he ends up laughing because of something Elizabeth says but immediately covers his mouth and goes back to being silent. 

   With his lack of singing and the laughter he is showing hints of his love and loyalty to Elizabeth in small, safer ways that manage to keep him from enticing the judgement of his aunt and the other guests. He’s getting better but he still very much cares about what people think.

   The first act ends with his first, utterly disastrous, proposal of marriage and take note how he delivers the famous line, “You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” He speaks hesitantly, it’s understandable when you consider what a shy and nervous wreck the man is but it’s also more than that. When he tells Elizabeth he admires and loves her he hesitates saying the word love, there is a beat of silence between his saying the word “admire” and following it with, “and love you.” and there’s almost a note of shame in it because at this point he is still very much ashamed of his feelings. Even when Elizabeth, absolutely stunned, asks “You love me?!” his simple reply of “I do.” is straightforward and almost sullen in it’s tone because even though he has accepted his feelings he still doesn’t like that they're there.

   In the second act we see Mr. Darcy really come out of his shell and display a lot more emotion and it’s because he’s more relaxed, thanks to Elizabeth’s influence as well as the locations.

   When we first meet Mr. Darcy it is at Meryton, a place he is unfamiliar with surrounded by people he does not know and it puts him very on edge however in the second act we see him at Pemberley, his own home and he’s not only relaxed, he’s utterly charming.

   In the book as well as every other adaptation I’ve seen, Mr. Darcy’s discovery  of Elizabeth at Pemberley is extremely awkward and rightfully so but with the musical, he is just over joyed that she is there because for the first time since they’ve met they are in his element, his own territory and this is the turning point for their relationship. Elizabeth getting the chance to see Mr. Darcy at ease, happy and free from judging eyes allows her to see him as he truly is and Mr. Darcy is thrilled by the opportunity to show her not only his world but just how much he has changed as a person because of her. 

   When Georgiana Darcy is introduced to Elizabeth, she wastes no time in mentioning that her brother speaks very highly of her and just as with Mr. Darcy’s first proposal, Elizabeth is taken aback and asks for clarification. Mr. Darcy once again confirms this fact straightforwardly but he says so affectionately and without hesitation. He has definitely improved on acknowledging his feelings since the first act.

   Later when Caroline Bingley is insulting Elizabeth’s physical appearance Mr. Darcy visibly becomes upset and practically yells at Caroline, stating how he considers Elizabeth to be one of the most beautiful women he’s ever seen. This passionately delivered line is not only a sign of Mr. Darcy’s love for Elizabeth it shows how little he now cares for the judgement and opinions of other people.

   When it’s revealed that Wickham has run away with Lydia, in most other adaptations, Mr. Darcy becomes very serious and stoic again before quickly leaving but in this he becomes angry to the point of startling Elizabeth when he forcefully slaps the table and demands more information. Fitzwilliam Darcy is pissed and it shows clearly. He’s furious at himself for not exposing Wickham when he could have and he’s furious that Elizabeth is practically sobbing right in front of him and he can’t do anything to comfort her. 

   When Mr. Darcy proposes a second time, he lays his heart before Elizabeth and has no clue what kind of response he’ll get. Even when Elizabeth begins to explain how her feelings towards him have changed he still seems very unsure, he either keeps his head lowered or has his eyes downcast most of the time and when Elizabeth takes his hands he stares down almost confused by the action. In fact, it’s not until he actually hears Elizabeth say the words, “...I’m amazed how I love you...” that his head snaps up and he makes sincere eye contact with her.

Physical Contact -  When Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth are having their “flaws” argument at Netherfield they get very close to each other before Caroline suddenly leads Elizabeth away from Mr. Darcy and Mr. Darcy immediately looks shocked and a little uncomfortable as he realizes he is attracted to her. All throughout the book Mr. Darcy is stated to think Elizabeth has very fine eyes and in the musical this is the moment it begins for him. Yes they were arguing but in her annoyance, Elizabeth got close enough to Mr. Darcy for him to take notice of her eyes while they were lit up from her wit and impertinence.   

   Once again at Netherfield, Mr. Darcy asks Elizabeth to dance and though she refuses, he takes her hand anyway. Though he’s currently at war with himself, it’s as if he reaches out to her automatically out of the possibly subconscious desire to be physically near her but still he remains a proper distance away and though they are touching while they dance, they remain at arms length, close enough for Mr. Darcy to indulge in his attraction but far enough for him to remind himself that she is still “inferior”. 

   During their argument after his first proposal, Elizabeth once again gets very close to him and Mr. Darcy seems to jump back and quickly begins talking. He’s agitated, hurting, overwhelmed and confused and I think being within such close proximity to Elizabeth was too much for him to deal with at the moment so to distract himself, he goes into his "did you expect me to rejoice?" speech.

   After he hears Elizabeth confess her love Mr. Darcy wastes no time in initiating physical contact. At first they are only holding hands but once he knows how she feels, he grabs her and holds her very close before they kiss. Act one Mr. Darcy would probably not have done this because, yes they love each other but they are not yet married nor does he have her father’s consent. Act two Mr. Darcy however is far too ecstatic to care what anyone else may think of him. Elizabeth loves him back and he wants nothing more than to hold her in his arms.

In act one Mr. Darcy follows propriety, in act two he follows his heart.

Insight -  Unlike in the book, Mr. Darcy is very aware of how Elizabeth feels about him from the very beginning. In Bravado he states he has no chance with her and he knows she can barely stand him but that doesn’t stop him from falling for her and hoping his first proposal will be answered favorably because his pride tells him that she’ll be honored by such attention so of course she’ll accept him. 

   Just before his second proposal we see him practicing what to say and he quickly tells himself there is no point in trying this again because she obviously still hates him. Mr. Darcy is being very hard on himself here because even though he has changed for the better, he doesn’t think Elizabeth sees it.

   The first time he confesses his love he thinks Elizabeth is unworthy of him, the second time he confesses his love he thinks he’s the one who is unworthy and both times he has to rely on Elizabeth to set him straight.  

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KamiShin with either Baby prompt 27 or 33?

You straight came for me with this one, Anon! I am a big, weak softie for writing ships being domestic and happy, so I decided to combine the two prompts into one!!! Also, there’s brief mentions to TodoDeku in this fic but they aren’t the focus!

“Little one snuggling with a stuffed animal.” and “Waking up to little one crying out in their sleep.”

Parenthood was, as far as Denki was concerned, a weird sort of balancing act. His mother hadn’t exactly been around much. She was there, sure, but she wasn’t really as involved with him or his sisters like she could have been. She never attended their club events or sports games. She didn’t really know much about their interests; their hobbies, their career goals, their hopes for their future social and romantic lives. When Denki had decided to attend UA, his father had been encouraging and supportive while his mother had seemed a bit surprised. “Most heroes are intelligent as well as powerful, though, aren’t they?” she has asked, the look of genuine confusion on her face seeming like a second slap in the face.

Denki knew he wasn’t the best when it came to book smarts. He’d always known that. But he still wanted to help people. Wasn’t that enough? Even with his meager grades he got accepted to his dream school. He made it through his schooling, made it into the big leagues with the other big dogs, and was able to help people like he always wanted. All the while his mother still seemed so damn stunned by all he could accomplish, but he had his father and his sisters. And then he had his husband, Hitoshi, who was supportive in his own weird little ways, and Tosh’s family.

But then came the decision to have a child of their own. He'd been thrilled about it in the earlier stages, but as the due date grew closer, uneasiness started to keep up. He found himself filled with anxiety over being a parent. What if he ended up being like his mother? What if the child felt unloved and underappreciated? As if sensing his insecurities one day, Hitoshi had leaned his head against Denki's shoulder and peeked up at him. "Hey," he drawled, "Papa Zashi told me something funny today."

"Oh yeah?"

"He said 'You'll know you're a good parent because your kids will turn out a little less messed up than you," he parrotted, putting just the slightest bit of enthusiasm into his voice for a better imitation. He was pretty sure that wasn't how his father-in-law had actually said it, but he appreciated the sentiment and it helped to reassure him. It reminded him that even if his own mother couldn't be relied on, he had a support system he could put his trust in. Plus, he had a wonderful husband to help, too.

And then, a few weeks later, Himeka was there in his arms and they settled into a comfortable routine over the year to follow. Within a few weeks she was already showing off her lite personality, constantly wanting to be held and cuddled and cooed at. She was a needy little thing but Denki kind of liked how affectionate she was. It was nice to come home and have her chubby little hands grabbing at him, eager for his attention and snuggles. He could take or leave her tendency to wake at all hours of the night, but he had anticipated that. She was also Shinsou Hitoshi's daughter, after all, so she had to inherit something other than her eyes from her Papa.

Which was why, on his day off, getting her to nap became a travesty.

He'd hoped that by going out for the afternoon, that'd help to wear her out a little bit. He took her to the mall for a bit with Todoroki and his two kids with Izuku. Satoshi, their son, was just a year older than Himeka while Momiji, their daughter, was just a few months off from her. It had been fun watching the two babies babble at each other excitedly while Shi tried to talk with he and Sho. It was pretty cute trying to parse out actual words in the toddlerese the little guy was dishing out. Todoroki would help fill in the blanks of the words Denki couldn’t make out which he chalked up to either being able to understand his own child or being used to deciphering cryptic tongues. He was, after all, married to Midoriya Izuku.

A part of him hoped it was just a parent-child connection, simply to make life easier for himself and Hitoshi once she started putting words together.

By the time they got back from the mall, she was passed out in her car seat. After sneaking her inside and into her crib, he took a second to bring in the few purchases they’d gotten at the mall, grabbed the baby monitor from the bedroom, and then settled on the couch to watch some tv. He dozed off not too long into some drama series that just happened to be one, desperate for the nap.

Less than thirty minutes later, he was jostled awake by an ear-piercing wail on the baby monitor.

In his surprise, he accidentally let off a small spark of electric discharge before fumbling for the baby monitor. Himeka was sitting up in her crib, blonde hair an absolute mess, and little eyes overflowing with tears. He took off towards her room and scooped her up once there. “Hey, hey. It’s okay, lil Hime,” he crooned softly, keeping her bundled up in her blanket and trying to gently rock her in his arms.

She slumped into him but kept crying, though it was muffled a bit by his shoulder and shirt. He rubbed her back and swayed with her a bit, trying to soothe her further. He got her down to quiet whimpers and whines, but the minute he’d try putting her back down, she’d start screaming again. He tried sitting in the rocking chair with her next, seeing if maybe he could get her to fall asleep and then easily transition her. That plan worked… Until he tripped on her toy piano and the clatter woke her back up.

It was another ten minutes after that rude awakening before he got her to stop crying. He tried offering her one of her little plush toys, but she shoved it away. “You don’t want Mister Sloth? But you love Mister Sloth!” he gasped quietly. Her response, sass master that she was already shaping up to, was to grab the stuffed animal’s arm and huck it to the floor. “Well, I guess that’s as kind a break up as any, huh?” he chuckled with a shake of his head. And then a thought occurred to him, making him gasp and carry her back out to the front room. He might have something that would help coerce her to fall asleep.

He headed down and over to the shopping bags, particularly tearing into a large cardboard box. Himeka perked up to watch as he pulled the prize out and squealing excitedly as it was handed over to her.

While at the mall, they’d stop by the Build-a-Bear store to see what they had. They were running a special promotion including some new, limited edition animal plushies based off of retired Pros. They had selected specifical animals, and even had tiny replicas made of each available Pros most recognizable outfit. A few of the stand outs in the collection were ones based off of All Might, Fat Gum, Midnight, Mirko, Eraserhead, Present Mic and Endeavor. They had all been transformed from the Pros they were known as to being a the furry forms of; a bunny, a bear, a mongoose, another bunny, a cat, an elephant and a hedgehog respectively. Denki had been unnerved by how Todoroki had outright laughed at the stuffed hedgehog replica of his own father.

But once they got in and started browsing, Himeka’s eyes had been drawn to one of the collection options immediately. And Denki could hear Toshi’s voice chiding him in the back of his mind how she already had enough stuffed animals and didn’t need another but how was he supposed to say no? Not when she hugged the little display model to herself, nearly dwarfed by the mere size of the toy compared to her, and looked so damn happy to be cuddling it? Besides, he could see Todoroki flagging down an employee to start stuffing at least three of the Bun Might skins for his kids and Izuku! It was only fair that he get something for Himeka, too, so she didn’t feel left out compared to her friends!

And, of course, he had to make sure to get both Emeowserhead and Elepresent Mic, because he was a good son-in-law like that.

He smiled as he settled back down on the couch, Himeka happily nuzzling away at her stuffed toy. “You really love that Papa Yama doll, don’t you?” he asked.

She peeked up at him, all shining lavender eyes, and squeezed the doll tighter to herself. A slightly muffled “Yeah~!” came from the little voice box in it being hit, which made her giggle. He smiled as she happily nuzzled down into both he and her toy, looking happy as a clam. Within just a few minutes her little eyelids were drooping and she was out like a light less than two after that. Denki quietly slid his phone out and took a selfie of them, dropping it into the little family group chat Hitoshi had been adamant about needing the closer they got to Himeka’s arrival.

He added the caption of “Bab has a new favorite nap time cuddle buddy! Yeah~!” with it before setting his phone aside and managing to get a full two hour nap. When he work up, it to was a myriad of notifications from the group chat, Twitter, Facebook and various news outlets after Mic made the image his profile pic on everything.