#and a new outfit inspired by han

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[absurdthirst]

The Summoning {Frankie Morales x F!Reader}

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 9.8k

Warnings: Single parenthood. mentions of sexual awakenings, trick or treating, jealousy, possessiveness, disgusting behavior, horrible exes, confessions, making out, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex, vaginal sex, praise, soft dom Frankie, cream pie.

Comments: After both of your ex's left, you and Frankie become back up for each other as you navigate single parenthood. Trick or treating together with your boys leads to horrific things - the return of the monster exes. You only have each other to help you survive.

A/N: Reader's costume is Leia Organa's white dress, but no mention of race or ethnicity is mentioned.

Co-written by @storiesofthefandomlovers

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“Alex, hurry up!” You call out to your son. “We need to get started trick or treating before it gets too dark!” You know that normally it’s the kids hassling the parents to go out and gather up pillowcases full of candy, but you are excited for this year. You don’t have to pull a wagon, or push a stroller, your son is old enough to want to go up to the doors alone to pick out his little treat and you had thought that your costume of Han Solo for him and Leia for you was particularly inspired. Glancing out the window, you see your neighbor, Frankie, setting out his bowl of candy on the porch. “Shit! The candy!” You hiss, having forgotten about your own bowl for the trick or treaters to grab while you are gone. 

Frankie makes sure his porch light is on as he sets the plastic pumpkin full of candy on the doorstep with a sign that says ‘take one only’. He doesn't want to be a Karen, but the bars are full sized. He wanted to be a cool dad for his son by getting the big bars. His son who is practically vibrating with excitement to get out of the house. Dressed as Grogu, the five year old is excited to trick or treat. "Hurry up, Papa!" He demands by the garage door and Frankie chuckles, reaching for his helmet after he shuts the front door. "You got your bucket, little man?" He asks his son, "yeah!" He cheers and Frankie places the helmet on his head before he ushers his son onto the driveway so he can shut the garage door. He turns towards your house, his next door neighbor that has him jerking off every damn day. You moved in around the same time he did. Your boyfriend left you around the same time his wife asked for a divorce and you have helped each other out. Babysitting and school drop offs. You've been his angel, his unbelievably beautiful angel that he has sex dreams about. Tonight, you are his wet dream come true. "Fuck." He hisses, glad for the helmet on his head as you walk down the sidewalk to his driveway, dressed as Leia Organa. Most men would be turned on by the outfit Leia wore when she was captured by Jabba the Hutt but Frankie...his fantasy was the white dress with the blaster in her hand. Capable. Feisty. Sexy. And here you are, dressed in that outfit.

“Hi!” The boys rush towards each other, throwing their arms around each other like it has been five years instead of about an hour since they had seen each other. You normally pick the kids up from school, getting Frankie’s son as well since he got off work later than you did. You bite your lip and grin at the two before trying to hide how sexy you think Frankie looks in the Mando uniform. You waggle your brows as he struts up to you confidently, that blank visor almost as sexy as you had imagined it when you watched The Mandalorian. “Well, Mando.” You greet him with a grin. “They say that armor makes the man.” You whistle playfully. “I don’t know if I need to be walking around you. You’ll be beating the women off with a stick.” Frankie is your perfect version of a man. Strong, kind, a good father. He’s the type that will mow the grass and cut your yard too and yet he apologizes when he needs to ask if you can watch his son while he takes another flight. His sexiness is only increased by a thousand percent knowing he’s a pilot. It’s hard to imagine him dating one day and you hate that it won’t be you. 

He chuckles, wiping his gloved hands on his pants, and shakes his head. He is glad he's used to wearing something on his face so he doesn't fog it up. "Yeah, while you are dressed as every guy's fantasy since 1977. You look amazing." He says and tilts his helmet, "this costume...it looks okay?" He asks while the boys tell each other how cool the other looks.

“Yeah, it is.” You admit, glancing up and down the costume. He got a really good one, it definitely wasn’t one of those cheap costumes he bought at Spirit. It was more of a cosplay costume and it makes you think of riding him while he’s wearing it. “It looks great.” You promise. “And Grogu is adorable.” You shift your attention back to the boys so you don’t embarrass yourself by drooling. “Are you guys going now? Do you want to trick or treat together?”

"Together!" Alejandro says and Frankie chuckles, reaching out to tug on the costume ears. "You good going together?" Frankie asks, knowing he'd be grateful to have company while Ale gets his candy. He will need a distraction from watching you walk in that damn costume but the kids will keep you occupied.

“Of course.” You scoff playfully and bat your lashes at him. “Help me, Mando.” You plead in the same tone Carrie Fisher had used as Leia. “You’re my only hope.” You know the night will be better in the company of your handsome neighbor and once you get your son to sleep, you will touch yourself thinking about the way he walks in that suit, how it seems to be natural on him.

Frankie bites his lip to smother the hiss that threatens to escape. His cock twitches under the suit and he inhales deeply to calm down. This is going to be a long night and he knows he will be jerking off in the shower after Ale is asleep. "This is the way." He deepens his voice and the boys cheer, gripping their bags as you set down the street to the first house.

You turn to check out the Halloween decorations in the yards, not wanting to have Frankie see how badly that change of tone affected you. You haven’t noticed how much his voice sounds like Mando’s. That’s just more fuel for the lust that is already out of control. “Okay, here’s the first house.” You call out cheerful, watching as the boys race up the walkway. “Remember your manners!”

The boys rush up to the door, ringing the doorbell, and Frankie chuckles when they shout "trick or treat!" at old man Jenkins. "How pissed off do you think he's gonna be by the end of the night?" He asks you as he turns his head, wishing he could see better in the damn helmet.

“He turns his light off in about thirty minutes.” You snort, glancing over at the helmet and it’s honestly disappointing not to look into those wonderful brown eyes he has. As soon as they get their candy, they are thundering back down the steps of the front porch and racing back over to the two of you. You lift a hand and wave at the old man. “Happy Halloween!” You call out. “And May the Force be with you!”

The old man waves back, “have fun kids.” He mutters as he closes his door, “he better make a move if she’s wearing that outfit. Every man’s fantasy.” The boys are already dragging you to the next house and you giggle, “we are gonna have to ration the candy.” Frankie nods, “they will be bouncing off the walls till Christmas.” The boys rush off down the walk of the next house and Frankie adjusts the belt of his costume, “so, uh, how was work today?”

“Work was long.” You admit with a shrug. “I would have rather been home with the boys, doing Halloween things.” Since your ex left, it seems like you have less time to really spend with your son on the fun projects but you haven’t been getting any money from him and child support enforcement is slow. “I wanted to make spooky pizzas for dinner but we didn’t get time.” You glance over at him. “Any flights today?”

Frankie sighs under his helmet, knowing that you’ve been struggling since your ex left. He wants to help out as much as possible and you are too proud to take money so he helps by looking after your son when he can. Ale loves it and he is happy to help. “Yeah. A few. One couple - either they are goths or really like Halloween - came dressed in all black and the guy proposed. It was romantic in its own way.” He chuckles, “they were happy and it kinda made me miss having a partner.” He confesses, “not that I miss Maria. She can go, well, you know, but I miss having someone there for the small things.”

“Yeah.” You snort. “I don’t miss He Who Shall Not Be Named, but I miss not being a single parent. I never thought he would quit being a father too.”

“He’s a - a barstool.” Frankie edits his curse when the kids rush back towards you both. “Yeah. A real barstool.” You scoff and you continue down the sidewalk to the next house. “Momma, look! I got Kit Kat!” Your son cheers as he holds up his treat and you smile, “that’s awesome, baby.” Frankie watches you with a smile concealed by the helmet. You’re such a good mother and you work hard for what you have. “I haven’t heard from Maria in so long. She just left town and - well, both of us deserved better.”

“I could never imagine just leaving Alejandro.” You murmur. You wouldn’t imagine leaving Frankie either, but that’s different. He is innocent and her child. You look at your son and could never leave him, no matter what. “Next house?” You ask the boys, who cheer happily, eager to get more candy.

Frankie walks alongside you as the boys chatter about their candy and he wishes again that this was his family. That he was with you and the boys were brothers. It’s impossible to make it a reality. He doesn’t want to ruin this great friendship he has with you. You’ve shared many nights together while the boys played. Watching movies as a group, having dinner, going bowling. It’s easy to imagine this being real. It’s too easy to love you and that terrifies him. He doesn’t want to get hurt again.

You enjoy listening to Frankie as he talks about his work and life. It’s easy and comfortable with him, almost scary how seamlessly he fits into your day to day life. Honestly, you don’t know how you would have survived your ex leaving you without Frankie’s help and his shoulder to cry on. You didn’t want the asshole back, he was right, you deserved better. But your son deserved his father and you can only thank Frankie for being a positive male influence for him now.

Frankie chuckles when the boys come rushing down the path towards you, buckets nearly overflowing. “I think we got enough candy.” He smirks just as Tony and his daughter appear. He’s dressed as Woody from Toy Story while his little girl, Sally, is dressed like Barbie. He’s a single parent but he has shared custody with his ex wife. He gets Sally on weekends. “Hey neighbors. You all look amazing. I freaking love Star Wars.” Tony grins and the kids start to compare candy while Tony drags his eyes along your form, “Leia was like my sexual awakening as a teenager.” He confesses with a chuckle, his eyes finally meeting yours.

You chuckle and shrug. “Wasn’t she everyone’s?” You ask, although you had definitely had a thing for Harrison Ford, you just wanted to be Leia. You look at Laurie and grin. “She’s a cute Barbie.” You compliment, although you don’t comment on his costume. “You had much luck tonight?”

Tony nods, “she’s gonna be bouncing off the walls for the entire weekend but I guess I can give her some candy and I’ll get to watch the game tomorrow. You watch football, Morales?” Tony asks Frankie, who shakes his helmet, “not really my thing.” He confesses, and Tony snorts, “probably more a Call of Duty kind of guy.” Frankie shakes his head, “I don’t really like to play games. Especially ones that remind me of combat.” He says and Tony doesn’t recognize the tone of his voice as his attention turns back to you, “listen, I, uh, I don’t have Sally on Friday. She’s having dinner with the ex bitch’s new boyfriend and he only has that night off. He’s a doctor.” He shakes his hands sarcastically, “and I wondered if you wanted to get dinner. Maybe Morales can watch your kid.”

You have to give him points for having the audacity to ask you out and proposition Frankie to watch your kid all in the same sentence, but it’s for all the wrong reasons. And the way Tony talks about his ex is disgusting, especially within earshot of Sally. You might have talked about your ex with Frankie, but you and Tony don’t have that kind of friendship. “Sorry.” You wince and try to look like you are sorry. “I’ve already made plans for the weekend.”

Frankie clenches his jaw under his helmet, wanting to grab Tony and tell him to fuck off but he isn’t that kind of guy. Instead, he reaches out to wrap his arm around your waist, dragging you against him. “Yeah. She has plans.” He says coolly to the other man whose eyes widen in understanding. “Good for you, man. Finally made a move.” He compliments, revealing how flippant he is, and Sally rushes over, “daddy! All the good candy is gonna go!” She whines and Tony sighs, “okay, honey. Come on. See you round, lovebirds.” He chuckles and walks off with his daughter. Frankie drops his hand from your waist, clearing his throat. “Sorry. I just - I figured you weren’t interested in him.”

“Don’t be.” You snort, rolling your eyes and shaking your head. “I’d rather he believe I’m unavailable - forever.” You huff, wishing that you were off the market for that reason, but you don’t want to make Frankie think the only reason you’ve been helping him is so that you could get close to him. He has complained about some obvious moms at some do the school functions before. “Thank you, Francisco.”

Hearing you say his full name has his cock twitching but he pushes that aside, rubbing his gloved hands on his pants. “You ready to get the kids back? I have some snacks ready and we can watch a movie before they go to bed?” He suggests, having already agreed to watch the boys tonight so you can have some alone time.

“That would be good.” You agree, smiling at him through his helmet. “Something scary. I miss watching horror movies.” You admit. “I don’t like watching them all the time when I’m sleeping alone, but I’m going to do it tonight.” You laugh. “It’s Halloween after all.”

Frankie chuckles, “you’ll be fine. You pick the movie. I’ll handle our monsters.” He jokes as he calls out for the boys. “Time to head home. I’ll eat the unwanted candy.” He announces and Alejandro pouts, “papa. I want it all.” Frankie looks in his bag, “even the Almond Joy?” He raises his eyebrows even though no one can see. “Yeah.” Ale pouts and Frankie chuckles, “who the hell gives out Almond Joy on Halloween?” He scoffs as you make your way back to his house.

You giggle quietly. “I like Almond Joy.” You admit, grinning when he gives you a look of horror. “Not an almond fan or coconut fan?” You ask, remembering how much he had raved over your Italian crème cake you had made for spring. It definitely had coconut in it. You wonder if he had just been polite about it.

"I like the flavors but not almond joy. It's like the flax seed of candy. Doesn't taste naughty enough." He smirks but you can't see it. He reaches for his helmet, taking it off when you walk up his driveway and he punches the code in the pad to open the garage door.

You hum as the boys both race towards the interior garage door to go into the house. Gasping when the door opens before they get to it, and your entire body jolts in shock when you see Frankie’s ex standing in the doorway, smiling widely at Alejandro. “Baby boy!” She cries, crouching down and opening her arms wide for a hug.

Frankie freezes, almost dropping the helmet in his hand as he stares at Maria kneeling in the doorway, hugging the son she left behind. He swallows harshly, glancing at you, and he straightens his back. "Maria. What - what are you doing here?" He asks and she kisses Alejandro's hair while your son comes to your side. "I'm here to see my baby boy." She coos as she cuddles her son. "I, uh, I didn't know - you didn't call. You've been gone for eighteen months." He says with a bite to his tone.

“Well I’m back now.” She replies breezily, as if she had just been late getting home from the store. Your stomach twists, knowing how broken up Frankie had been when she left and now she’s back. You call your son over to your side. “Come on, buddy.” You murmur quietly, knowing the plans have changed. “We need to get home.”

Frankie turns to look at you, "can you take Ale? I need to talk to her." He asks and you nod, "of course." Alejandro steps back from his mom. She left him and he asked where she was every damn day for a month so now, Frankie is pissed at her. "Wait. I want to see my son." Maria pouts and Frankie shakes his head, "we need to talk." He tells Alejandro to go eat some candy at your house and he is eager to go, rushing off with you and your son to inspect their loot. Frankie closes the garage door and ushers a pouting Maria into the house. "What are you doing here?" He asks, setting the helmet down on the counter.

“I live here.” Maria tells Frankie, who scoffs and shakes his head. “You haven’t lived here for eighteen fucking months.” He reminds her. Sighing, she sends him a puppy dog look that used to melt any resistance he had towards her. “I missed you,” she pouts softly, stepping closer and running her hand down the armor plate on his chest. “This is shiny.” She coos, hoping to seduce him and put him in a better mood. Frankie is always pliable after cumming.

Frankie takes her hand and pushes it away, she can’t melt him with that face any more. “You left. Without a word. Ale asked about you for a fucking month and I didn’t even have an answer for him. I heard you were seen with his pediatrician. I took him for his check up and the man had the fucking audacity to smirk when he fake asked me where you were. It doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together. It’s over, Maria. I don’t wanna hear your excuses. I don’t want to listen to you beg and plead to come back. We are doing fine without you. I packed up your things. They are in the guest room. Get your shit and get out of my house. I’ll see you in court for custody.” He says with as much calm as he can muster but his eyes are piercing.

Maria frowns and bites her lip. “But that was a mistake, baby.” She whines softly. “I- I was being foolish. I didn’t realize what I had.” The plain truth was that he had dumped her. Told her that he was bored and it was time to move on. The trade up that she had been expecting lasted a short time and then she had been sent packing. “I realize that now and we can be a family again.”

Frankie scoffs, “you cheated on me, left me and our son without even a note, and you expect me to take you back? I’ve fought in the most dangerous places on the planet and I’d sooner be dropped back there than get back together with you. We are done. Go back to wherever you crawled out from. My lawyer will be serving divorce papers and I want majority if not full custody of our son.” He says with a clenched jaw, ready for her to be out of his house. All that time he thought he had driven her away but she is the reason she left, not him. She was greedy and wanted more. “Leave now before I call the police.”

This time, Maria’s face twists into an angry scowl. “You can’t do this, Francisco.” She sneers. “This is my house too. And there’s no way a court would give you custody with your record.” She taunts, smirking viciously. “Drug charges aren’t good for custody battles.”

“You left. You left without a word and I’m clean. I go to meetings. I go to therapy. Damn sure had to do more of it after you left. I’ve been here for our son. I provide for our son. I own this house. You moved in with me, remember? Leave now. You can’t intimidate me.” He promises, crossing his arms.

Gritting her teeth, Maria fumes that he’s not falling at her feet, happy that she’s giving him another chance. “This isn’t the end of this, Francisco.” She hisses, pushing past him to the door. “You’re gonna regret this.”

Frankie watches her go, exhaling in relief when the door shuts. He leans against the wall and closes his eyes. He doesn’t want his wife back but he hates that she hurt him so much. He’s been in battles, taken bullets, taken lives, and nothing affected him more than being left by his wife. He knows he fucked up when he got into coke. A mistake he made when Alejandro got really sick. He was in hospital with an infection and they weren’t sure if he was gonna make it. Frankie went off the deep end but he crawled his way back to be the husband and father he should’ve been. Maria repaid him by leaving and cheating on him. He gathers his thoughts and decides to make his way over to your place. He needs a drink and someone to talk to.

You’ve been trying not to think about what is happening next door since you shuffled the kids into your house. You’ve had them dump their buckets and helped them go through the candy, throwing out any that had been opened and explaining why it was necessary. Hating how your stomach is churning and you want to look over there, but you don’t. Finally allowing them to pick out three pieces of candy to eat before bed, you laugh when both boys choose the full sized candy bars they had gotten from Frankie’s candy bowl. “Alright, but you will only have that one.” You warn. 

Frankie comes over, knocking on your door despite him having the code. He doesn’t want to intrude after he has spent ten minutes calming down. You answer the door and he inhales deeply, his dark eyes soft as he looks at you with worry on your face. “She’s gone.” He murmurs, “I sent her away.”

“That was a surprise.” It’s an understatement but you don’t want to insult her if he’s going to get back together with her. “Alejandro keeps asking about her.” You glance back at the boys as they sit at the table. “She coming back tomorrow?”

Frankie shakes his head, "I told her to get her shit from the garage and leave. I am not getting back together with her. She cheated on me in my darkest moment. She was supposed to stand by my side. I cannot - we are done. I don't love her and I will fight to keep Ale from her. You can't pick and choose when you can be a parent." He curls his upper lip in disgust and looks over at the boys, "am I doing the right thing? Sending her away from him?"

“You are.” You assure him, feeling guilty for it, but you are relieved. You don’t want him to get back together with a woman who is so selfish to leave her son. “Think about how upset Ale will be when she disappears again.”

Frankie nods, "I - I can't let her hurt him again. When she left the first time, he was so upset." He murmurs as the boys look over at him and Alejandro rushes over to him. "Papa! Where's mama?" He asks and Frankie swallows, kneeling down to talk to his son. "Mama had to leave. She - she lives in another house. She will talk to you soon." He vaguely promises and sighs when Ale pouts in disappointment but it's better this way. "She left again?" He asks and Frankie nods, "yeah. It's okay though. Show me what candy you got." He distracts the little boy who grins and grabs his hand to drag him over to the table to show him his loot.

You watch the two of them, your heart aching for the little boy, although you know he will be better for this. His mother drifting in and out of his life would do him no good. “They really raked in the candy.” You walk over and ruffle your son’s hair affectionately.

Frankie chuckles, “we will have to ration them. Are you okay having them tonight? We can put them to bed and watch that scary movie but I doubt anything is gonna be as scary as Maria showing up.” He chuckles sarcastically as he watches the boys.

“No, you deserve to get drunk.” You snort, it’s a change from him having the kids, but that’s okay. “Maybe go out and have some fun.”

He shakes his head, “nah. I’d rather be here watching a movie with you unless you wanna be alone?” He asks, tilting his head towards you in case you want to be on your own.

“No.” You shake your head. “I’d rather watch a movie with you than be alone.” You bite your lip, watching him sigh softly and look back towards Alejandro again. “It will be okay.” You promise, putting your hand on his costumed arm.

He sighs and glances down at his outfit, “good thing there’s sweats under the armor.” he chuckles and ruffles his son’s hair, “come on mijo. Time for bed.” He orders and Alejandro pouts, “but I want to have another piece of candy.” Frankie shakes his head, “you can have some candy tomorrow. Come on, we can put an episode of Mandalorian on for you.”

You also usher your son to bed through the protests, although they are fewer now that he knows Alejandro will be spending the night. You keep a toothbrush for the other boy and soon their teeth are brushed and you’ve promised they can sleep in the core of their costumes, without any of the ties and toys.

The boys snuggle into the sheets as you kneel on the bed to put on an episode of The Mandalorian. “One episode. The TV is on a timer and I have the remote so sleep as soon as it’s over, okay?” You say and they nod, “yes mommy.” Your son says and Frankie comes in to say goodnight to his son after he’s gotten comfortable taking his shoes and costume off.

You kind of hate that he has taken off the costume, it was hot. You step back and wonder if you should change out of the Leia outfit, since he was dressing down. But before you can decide, you hear the doorbell and a chorus of “trick or treat!” Coming from the front porch. “Oh, I’ll get them.” You had forgotten to turn off the light and the candy bowl was empty.

Frankie watches you head to the front door, older kids standing there with buckets and you hold your finger up. “Hold on, kids. I have another bag.” You promise and rush into the kitchen. Frankie makes his way to the front door to see the kids, “you’ve got some cool costumes.” He smiles, looking at the excited teenagers. He remembers those days. So eager to grow up and now, he’d give anything to regain that kind of innocence.

“Thanks.” Happy to just not be hassled for being “too old to trick or treat”, the kids stand patiently while you rush over with a bag of candy and start handing it out. “Happy Halloween!” They thunder back down the stairs and out into the dark night, laughing and chattering happily about their candy haul.

Frankie chuckles, "I miss those days sometimes until I remember how awkward I was and I couldn't even talk to a girl." He admits after you close the door.

“You?” You scoff, sending him a dubious look. “I doubt that. I’ve seen pictures of you from boot camp, you were so cute. There’s no way you didn’t have a girlfriend or several in high school.”

Frankie blushes a little at your compliment, “I was super awkward. I could barely say hi to a woman. It wasn’t until boot camp that I lost my virginity to this girl who worked at the local bar and I was kinda a late bloomer.” He admits and watches you for a moment. “You got any popcorn, sweetheart? I can get the movie set up.”

You know that he’s a little uncomfortable, but you nod, giving him a minute. “Sure. Kettle corn alright?” You know it is, it’s his favorite. He nods and you go into the kitchen to get the popcorn started, putting together a little tray of food to go along with the snack. Knowing Frankie, he hasn’t eaten dinner and he should.

He turns on the TV and finds the app to open for the scary movie and he calls out “what do you wanna watch?” just as the doorbell rings and Frankie frowns, knowing it’s too late for trick or treaters now.

“Who the hell could that be?” You had turned off the light and frown as you come out of the kitchen. Frankie stands up but you wave him off. “I’ll get it.” You promise, opening the door and your eyes widen in shock at the sight of your ex boyfriend standing in the doorway.

Frankie frowns when he hears your gasp and he stands up, “what’s going on? Who is that?” He asks with concern lacing his voice. He walks over to the door and his frown deepens when he sees your ex standing there.

“What are you doing here?” You demand and he holds up his key ring. “Why the fuck doesn’t my key work?” He answers, making you scoff. “I changed the locks when you decided you were leaving.” You tell him. “You don’t get to just walk back into my house whenever you want.”

Frankie clenches his jaw, pissed that your asshole ex is back on the scene. Tonight really is a demonic event. He steps back, heart aching because he knows you might want to get back together with him. You’d mentioned how lonely you are and how you miss having a partner.

His eyes shift to Frankie behind you. Narrowing slightly in recognition. “What the fuck is he doing here?” Your ex puffs up, like he’s trying to be intimidating, but he just manages to look like a fool. “Frankie is here because I want him to be.” You snap. “Unlike you. So I’ll ask again, what the fuck are you doing here?”

Frankie doesn’t like his tone and he hovers. “I am here to see my son. I want to come home.” Your ex demands, “this is my house. I want to come back.” He says with his jaw clenched, “and you should let me come home now. It’s been long enough.”

“Not a fucking chance.” You roll your eyes and shake your head. “It’s too late to wake him up and you haven’t seen him in a year and a half. A YEAR AND A HALF!” You hiss angrily. “You aren’t coming back home. Your home is with whatever slut you were sleeping with.”

Frankie puffs his chest, angry for you, and he shakes his head at the audacity. “You can’t keep him from me.” Your ex growls and you shake your head, “you left. You left him. And me. For some slut that works at the shop.” Your ex scoffs, “she was good for sucking cock, that’s all.”

“And yet you threw away our relationship and didn’t see your son this entire time.” He must have gotten dumped. “He’s asleep and I’m watching a movie, so you need to leave.”

Your ex exhales through his nose, “this ain’t over. I’ll be back. He’s my son. You are mine. I won’t just give that up.” He growls and spins on his heel, stalking down the path to his truck.

“When you come back, why don’t you bring me a check for the last year and a half of child support!” You call after him, slamming the door and throwing the lock for good measure, unable to believe the audacity of that asshole. “Fucking prick!” You hiss to yourself.

Frankie clenches his jaw and flexes his fingers, tempted to head outside to find that prick. “I’m so sorry. I guess tonight if truly the fucking night of demonic appearances.” He scoffs and reaches for your hand, “do you wanna talk about?”

“We need a fucking drink.” You decide, turning back towards the kitchen to change the hot chocolate you were going to make for something stronger. “You think they planned this shit together?” You ask him, yanking a bottle of wine out of the fridge.

Frankie sighs, following you, “I don’t know. I think - I think they both had a feeling that we were finally happy without them and they decided to show up and fuck with us.” He snorts, walking over to you as you pour out the wine. “You sure you’re okay? I know he hurt you.”

“I’m mad for Alex.” It had always amused you that the boys had such similar names, especially since you and Frankie were the ones to pick them out. They always claimed there were twins and a few times, you wished that was true. So you could be with Frankie. “He just decides when he gets to be a father? He was a shit boyfriend, but I thought he loved his son.”

Frankie can’t help it. He reaches for you to pull you into his arms. “Come here, sweetheart. He’s an asshole. Don’t let him get under your skin. You have custody of Alex and there’s nothing he can do about it. Except pay his fucking child support.”

You lean into his hug, wrapping your arms around his waist and sighing. Breathing in the warm and safe scent of your neighbor. Hating how it instantly relaxes you and turns you on at the same time. “I fucking hate it.” You huff. “You don’t even know how many times I’ve wished you were Alex’s dad.”

Frankie kisses your hair, “me too. I wish - so many times I’ve imagined us as a family. You’re such a good mother. Exactly what Ale deserves and he loves you so much. I- I love you so much.” He reveals against your hair, closing his eyes as he prepares for your rejection.

“Oh Francisco….” You murmur softly, hugging him tighter before you pull away to look him in the eyes. “I love you too.” You confess, smiling at the way his eyes widen slightly in surprise. “I have been crushing on you since you moved in, but I really started falling for you once we were single parents together, helping each other out.”

Your loving gaze makes his heart pound in his chest and he knows this is real. You’ve both turned down your exes tonight and he can’t help himself. He cups your cheek and surges forward to press his lips to yours. Every emotion he’s felt for you comes out in full force as he pours himself into the kiss.

It’s passionate, hot, and even sweet all mingled together. You moan in relief, feeling the emotion course through you as you wind your arms around his neck and pull him closer. Waiting for this moment for so long has made you ravenous for him.

He groans into your mouth as you cling to him, making him realize that this is real. He’s kissing you. You love him. His fantasy is coming true and that makes him growl into your mouth, tongue sliding between your lips while his hands slide down to squeeze your ass.

You shiver, always suspecting that Frankie is a very physical man and it’s thrilling to find out how right you are. He might claim to have been shy as a boy, but the man he is now has no problem touching you. Your hands slide down his back and you roll your hips against a hardness that is rapidly growing and making you drip in anticipation.

Frankie groans into your mouth as he walks you backwards towards your sofa. Netflix is still on the TV and he sits down, dragging you into his lap. When you straddle him and press down onto his bulge, he groans your name and grabs your ass again. “Fucking love this costume.” He admits, “was gonna jerk off thinking about you wearing it.”

You giggle, pressing your lips to his jaw and scraping your teeth over his skin. He’s got a lovely little five o’clock shadow of hair and you know it will feel so good against your skin. “Me too.” You hum. “Disappointed you took your costume off. Mando could have fucked Leia.”

“Shit. I could go back to the house but I don’t think I can. I - I want you, baby. If you wanna eat popcorn and watch a movie and make out I’m happy for that but if you want, I wanna spread you out and lick at your pussy like I’ve dreamed of doing so many goddamn times before I make you cum on my cock.”

You groan, nodding breathlessly. “Take me to bed, Francisco.” You order, leaning in and kissing him hard on the mouth before pulling away. “I’ve been tested, had to after finding out he was cheating. I’m clean.”

Frankie groans when you shuffle off his lap. "I'm clean too. Got tested after she left and I haven't -" He cuts himself off as he stands and he watches you, growling as the need overwhelms him again and he bends over, wrapping his arms around your thighs to lift you over his shoulder.

Squealing in surprise turns to laughter, echoing down the hall and you can only hope you don’t wake the boys. “Caveman!” You giggle, smacking his ass as he strides down the hallway to your bedroom. He knows which one is yours, he’s been in it to fix the sink in your bathroom. “Fuck that’s so hot.” You moan, cunt clenching around nothing. “Dragging me off to fuck me.”

Frankie pushes your bedroom door open with his foot and throws you onto your bed after he kicks the door shut. He watches you bounce on your bed and he reaches for your ankle, "so fucking beautiful." He murmurs, sliding his hand along your calf.

There’s an appeal to his roughness. You don’t mind a little bit of manhandling at all, especially when it’s tempered with praise. “Goddamn you are sexy.” You groan, licking your lips as your eyes slide down to where his sweats are tented by his hard cock. “I swear to God I wouldn’t have survived you in a fucking uniform.”

He chuckles, “I still have my uniforms.” He smirks, “maybe we can have another costume night.” He teases and slides his hand higher until he’s pressing his fingers against your covered cunt. “Fuck. Can feel how wet you are.” He murmurs, his eyes focused on where his fingers are until they flick up to look at you. His hand slides up to squeeze your breast through your costume and he groans your name.

“Frankie, fuuuuuuuck.” You whine, pressing your hips down and wishing that there was nothing between the two of you. “I need you baby.” You beg softly. “Been turned on since I saw you in your costume and it’s only gotten worse. My clit is throbbing.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll suck on it.” He smirks as he reaches for the waistband, dragging the leggings you wore underneath the dress down to expose your panties beneath. “Take the top off.” He orders as he tosses the white bottoms over his shoulder.

You moan, sitting up and dragging your costume over your head and unclipping your bra after reaching behind you. “Fuck, I need you baby.”

He nods, “you’ve got me.” He promises as he leans back to admire your body. “Shit. You’re better than I imagined.” He confesses and groans as he shifts to kneel between your legs. “Fuck, you smell so good.” He murmurs as he kisses your stomach up to your breast. He slides his tongue along the underside of your tit until he takes your nipple into his mouth.

You moan, eyes fluttering closed at the feeling of his mouth on you. “Frankie.” You gasp his name when he toys with your nipple with his teeth. “So good.”

He loves how you writhe under him and he’s barely gotten started. He groans against your skin, cock aching in his sweats but thankfully not as confined as jeans. He squeezes himself while his other hand trails along your thigh until he’s sliding his fingers through your folds.

“More.” You beg, already needing more from him and he’s barely touched you. “You don’t- you can just fuck me.” You bargain. You don’t want him to do it just because he feels like he has to. You’d rather you both enjoy sex, even if you probably won’t cum.

Frankie offers you a scoff and a shake of his head. “You have any idea how many goddamn times I’ve imagined you spread out like this? I’m gonna enjoy it.” He promises as he kisses down your stomach, “I want to taste you. Make you cum on my tongue. And my fingers. And my cock.” He murmurs between kisses until he’s between your thighs. He pushes them further apart to see your cunt properly. “Fuck. So pretty.” He murmurs before he leans in to slide his tongue through your folds.”

The way you keen should be a crime. He pulls it out of you with the flick of his tongue and the skill of his mouth. This is a man who enjoys eating pussy, not just viewing it as a chore. You moan his name, reaching down and twisting your fingers in the bedspread as he takes you apart lick by lick.

He loves how you taste. Tangy and sweet like a candy and he sucks your clit between his lips. His dark eyes watch you as he makes you moan, his hands sliding up so he can palm your tits, squeezing them until he pinches your nipples.

You bite your lip when you look down at him, his dark eyes focused on you like you are the only thing in the world. You love it, moaning his name again, you reach down and tangle your fingers in his hair.

Frankie groans, loving the way you tug on his hair as he laps at your clit. He desperately wants you to fall apart for him. He needs to taste your cum before he slides into you. “You’re so beautiful.” He murmurs before he sucks on your clit, his hand finding yours to squeeze it.

He is the beautiful one. Gorgeous between your thighs and looking up at you. You moan his name again and roll your hips down to meet his mouth. “Fuck, Frankie!”

He grabs your thighs, lifting them onto his shoulders so he feels smothered by you. He wants to drink you down, make you scream his name. He groans into your flesh when you tug on his hair again when he pushes his tongue into your pussy.

He grabs your thighs, lifting them onto his shoulders so he feels smothered by you. He wants to drink you down, make you scream his name. He groans into your flesh when you tug on his hair again when he pushes his tongue into your pussy.

You whine, feeling your entire body lurching and bucking in pleasure as he pushes his tongue deep. “Frankie!” You squeal, eyes closed tight and you feel like you’ve died and gone to heaven.

Your squeal makes his cock twitch, pre-cum soaking his sweats as he slides his tongue through your folds, pushing it deep again until he decides to flick the tip of his tongue over your clit. Eyes closed as he enjoys this moment that he’s imagined so many damn times.

He’s relentless, pushing his tongue deeper and curling it up. He wants you to fall apart, that is obvious from the determined set of his jaw. “Oh god, oh fuck, I’ve never - ever had someone be this eager.” You pant, unable to breathe he is flicking his tongue so deep inside you.

He pulls back to a second to look up at you, “then you’ve been sleeping with fucking idiots.” He growls before he dives back in, wanting to watch you fall apart for him before he slides inside you. His hands squeeze your flesh, his tongue pushing deep until his nose presses against your clit.

It’s hard to imagine sleeping with anyone better. Gasping when his prominent nose nudges you. His tongue quickly works you back up towards the edge and with one more flick of his tongue, you are sent spiraling, crying out loudly as you fall apart.

He holds you down as you spasm beneath his tongue. He’s aching, pressing into the mattress as he laps up every drop of your pleasure. He loves it. He loves you. “That’s it, baby.” He says between laps of his tongue until you’re pushing him away.

Your chest is heaving, breath heavy as your thighs shake and your cunt quivers in pleasure. “Oh fuck.” You moan. “Oh fuck, you’re so good. You’re so good, baby.” You praise, reaching down and needing to kiss him.

He shuffles up your body to press his lips to yours, his cock pressing against your thigh through his sweats and he’s so hungry for you. His tongue slides into your mouth, loving how you moan and taste yourself on his tongue while his hand cups your breast.

You want him. Reaching down, you hook your fingers under the waistband of his sweats and try to push them down, eager to touch him, to have him inside you. Gone is any worry about messing this up, you just need him.

When your fingers wrap around his cock, he groans and presses his forehead to your chin, watching your fingers squeeze him and he pants, “hold on, babe. Let me - let me take them off.” He pleads and you release him, letting him shift off the bed to kick off his sweats while he pulls his shirt over his head.

“Fuck, you are so gorgeous.” You moan, pressing your thighs together before spreading them wide in invitation. You want him to hurry up and fuck you. Needing that thick cock inside you. “That cock- fuck Francisco.” You whine. “I need it inside me.”

Frankie groans, wrapping his fingers around his cock as he kneels on the bed and shuffles closer. “You need it? Tell me how much you need it.” He demands, his free hand sliding through your slicked up folds.

“So bad, it hurts.” You promise him. “My pussy hurts, it’s so empty.” You probably aren’t making any sense, but you ache for him. Needing him to fill you up. “Fuck me, baby, I need you to fuck me.”

He chuckles at your whiny tone, loving it after imagining so many times how good you’d feel around him. He shifts closer, his slick fingers squeezing your thigh as he slides the head of his cock through your folds. Your whine is louder until it transforms into a moan as he starts to push into you, slowly stretching you out.

“Ohhhhhh godddddddd.” Your head tilts back and your eyes close as he fills you. Managing to scrub against every nerve inside your sensitive pussy and sink impossible deep. “So good.” You gasp, hands on his shoulders and fingernails digging into his skin slightly.

He shifts closer, resting his weight on his elbows, and he leans in to kiss along your neck. "So goddamn good around me. Always imagined you would be. So fucking perfect." He murmurs between kisses as he shifts his weight so he can caress your thigh.

He’s so fucking big inside you. Your walls are pulsing around him and every time he twitches, it feels like he’s poking against your cervix. “Fuck, move baby.” You beg, wanting him to wreck you. “Show me how you’ve imagined me.”

He nods, biting down on your chin as he squeezes your thigh, lifting it up higher, and he rocks into you. He’s slow and methodical. Loving the way you whimper when he pushes deep. “I love you.” He murmurs into your skin as he kisses your jaw.

Your fingers caress his shoulders and you sigh softly. “I love you too.” You breathe out quietly, feeling your heart swell happily. Your legs slide up high on his hips and then hook behind his ass. “So much.”

Frankie loves how you push on his ass to make him sink even deeper inside you. He groans, rocking into you a little faster, and he presses his lips to yours, sliding his tongue into your mouth.

It’s not as fast or as hard as you have imagined before, but it’s perfect. You feel everything and the emotions have you nearly tearing up as he kisses you like it’s the last thing he will do. Pulling him closer and kissing him back just as eagerly.

He loves how you feel around him, beneath him, and he rocks into you like he has all the time in the world. Slow and deep. "Feel good?" He asks against your jaw, voice raspy from emotion.

“Sooooo good.” He has no idea what he does to you, what he is doing to you. “You’re perfect, Frankie.” You turn your head and kiss up his jaw and then back down again, nipping his skin slightly.

"You're perfect." He murmurs, closing his eyes as you nip at his skin. His pace increases, his hand sliding under you to get you even closer to him.

You moan, feeling so connected to him right now. It’s like the two of you are one whole together. “You -You’re perfect.” You pant, gasping for breath as he steals it from you.

Frankie doesn’t respond, he wants to show you how perfect he thinks you are. You’ve been his rock since his ex left and he knows you’ll be there no matter what happens next. He rocks into you a little faster, adjusting the angle with each thrust as he tries to find the spot that makes you cry out. When he finds it, he groans at the way you clench around him, and he focuses on it. He wants you to fall apart for him.

He has to be the perfect lover. You cling to him, moaning and whining every time he pushes against that perfect spot deep inside you. He seems to love hearing your sounds so you don’t hold back. “Fuck, fuck baby, I love you.”

“Cum for me, sweetheart. Wanna feel it. Squeeze me. Fuck - wanna feel you cum for me.” He demands, focusing on that spot with a determination that matches when he’s flying.

It doesn’t take long to do exactly as he says. The insistent push of his hips and the strategic angle that he’s shredding up into you sends you over the edge with a sharp howl of his name as your vision goes white and stars bursts behind your eyes.

Frankie watches you as you fall apart beneath him and shit, it's gorgeous. Your eyes roll back and your body shakes beneath him as you enjoy the pleasure that rushes through your body. "So fucking beautiful." He murmurs and slows his pace, helping you ride through it while he kisses along your jaw.

You moan his name, almost upset that he’s slowed down. “Baby, I want to feel you cum.” You whimper, turning and pressing your lips to his and enjoying the way he groans into your mouth. “Want you to fill me up.”

“Not yet.” He groans, pulling out of you and you whine. He slaps your thigh, “hands and knees. Wanna make you cum again.” He demands, “wanna feel it one more time before I fill you up.” He squeezes his cock, slick with your juices.

“Oh god.” You huff, rolling over to your stomach and coming up on your hands and knees. You hadn’t expected multiple positions the first time around, but he’s full of surprises. “Fuck me baby.” You beg, looking back over your shoulder at him as you shake your ass enticingly.

He can’t resist smacking your ass with his free hand, squeezing the flesh as he shuffles closer to you. He groans your name as he slides his cock through your dripping folds. “Gonna make you cum again.” He promises as he pushes into you.

You groan in pleasure, your already fluttering cunt greedy for another orgasm. You can’t even remember the last time you’ve cum from anything except your toy and now you are being spoiled. “Gonna get me addicted.” You pant.

He chuckles, caressing your lower back, “that’s the point, babe.” He grabs your hips so he can start pulling out of you until he slams his hips against your ass, loving the way it jiggles and he can’t help pressing his thumb against your puckered hole.

You choke out his name, surprised by the action but you don’t pull away. You can’t, not when it feels so good. He’s downright filthy and you love it

He rocks into you, his other hand sliding down to rub your clit as he bends over you. He wants you to cum again for him and he wants to fill you up.

His chest is pressing into your back, pushing you down and you love how he feels. Surrounding you, overwhelming you. He’s completely in control and his fingers are pushing you towards another orgasm.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck. Pussy feels so good around me. Knew it would. Jesus, you’re so perfect. Wanted you for so long. Jerked off so many times imagining you.” He murmurs, groaning your name when your walls flutter around him. “That’s it. Cum for me. Wanna feel it again.”

You collapse down onto the bed, pressing your cheek to the cool sheets as he hammers into you. Squealing and moaning every time his hips slap sharply into your ass. He pinched your clit and you lurch forward, crying out in pleasure again.

“Fuck. That’s it. That’s it.” He grunts, rubbing your clit for a few more seconds before he slides his hand from beneath you. He grabs your ass, squeezing the flesh as he pushes into you over and over again. “Fuck. I’m gonna - I’m gonna. Gonna cum.” He warns you through gritted teeth as he closes his eyes when he can’t hold on any longer.

You feel his hips stutter, slamming into you one last time and grinding deep, the heat of his cum flooding your pussy walls and filling you up. It’s the best thing you’ve ever felt and you moan his name while he rides out his high, clenching down around him again.

Frankie leans over you, pressing his forehead against your back and he presses a soft kiss to your skin as he tries to catch his breath. His cock twitches inside you and he can't believe that just happened.

You melt into the bed, bringing him with you as he collapses on top of you. “Could sleep just like this.” You groan happily, closing your eyes and sighing softly.

He chuckles, kissing your shoulder, and he pulls out of you. He groans as he watches his cum well up between your folds. “So fucking pretty.” He murmurs, “everywhere.” He sighs as he flops to lay down beside you.

“You are pretty.” You hum, eyes still closed but there is a smile on your face. “We should have done that months ago. Maybe even a year.” You crack one eye open to look over at him in his gloriously disheveled state. “Fuck, you look even better post sex.”

He looks at you and chuckles, rubbing his chest that’s slick with sweat. “You do too. Yeah, we definitely should’ve done that earlier. But we have tons of time to make up for it.” He smirks, knowing the boys will be having lots of sleepovers now.

“Yeah?” You lean over and press your lips to his shoulder before rolling over to curl into him. “Plan on spending a lot of time in bed, Morales?” You tease.

He wraps his arm around you and he kisses your forehead. “Hell yeah. We got a lot of time to make up for.” He chuckles and enjoys the way you caress his chest. “And I want to go on a proper date. Like get Kelly down the street to babysit and we can dress up to go for dinner.”

“Fancy.” You tease, although it’s a very sweet sentiment. “I would go on a date with you. Of course.” Frankie dressed up would be so sexy and you haven’t been out in so long.

Frankie smiles, “good. I want to spoil you. You deserve so much better than that asshole.” He scoffs, “you deserve the damn world and I’m gonna give it to you.” He promises, turning his head to nudge your nose with his.

“Yeah?” You nudge him back and grin. “Why don’t we start with getting some of that leftover Halloween candy to share and we can go from there.”

“Fuck yes.” Frankie grins, “I’ll get the candy. You want a beer?” He asks and you nod. He shuffles off the bed and grabs his sweats, pulling them on before he disappears to your kitchen to grab some snacks. He pauses by the boys, slowly opening the door to see them both asleep and he shuts it softly. He can’t help but smile, his cheeks aching from how happy he is. He finally feels like things are happening for a reason. He has you, you love him, you have the boys and they are like brothers already. Despite your exes showing up like a goddamn demonic summoning, you and Frankie are together and that is definitely not a trick. It’s the best treat he’s ever gotten.

[taeminsung]

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pairing ||  hyunjin reader summary || if hyunjin could capture love in a photograph or painting, it would just be of you. genre/s || love trope. fluff. romance. angst. trope || hopeless romantic masterlist || stray kids as love tropes mina’s notes ||  just soft for this man, it's fine really. please enjoy ♡ 

The low beats of a song could be faintly heard by Hyunjin as his turn for hair and makeup was wrapping. Already he could tell that this was going to be different than the previous photoshoots they had. No one was ushering them around from station to station, shoving clothes in their face, and telling them to change quickly. No. This was a new atmosphere. While he knew there wasn’t anything else on their schedule, he still couldn’t believe how laid back the set felt.

It was only made clearer when a normally anxious Han was fluttering around like he would if they were in the comfort of their own studio. Laughter could be heard from the members who were waiting their turn. Hyunjin really didn’t understand why everything about this held a different type of energy, one he hadn’t seen from his members in a long time. The constant schedules had brought their energy levels so low for things like this. A usual hush that fell over them while they waited was replaced with light conversations and loud laughter.

Curiosity seemed to get the better of him once he was in his outfit for the shoot, causing him to wander off to see how Felix’s photos were going. Hearing Felix’s laugh as he turned the corner, he stopped as he found his younger brother laughing, eyes squinting shut with his small hand covering his mouth. The sound of shutters clicking immediately followed. Hyunjin watched as you stood from the crouch you were in, moving to show Felix the screen of your camera. He couldn’t tear his focus away as he watched his member’s face light up before saying something only you could hear.

For a brief second, he could see the blush that dusted your cheeks as you turned to move back to your previous area, a small smile tugging at your lips while your eyes watched the floor. Part of Hyunjin thought maybe it was just Felix feeling comfortable with his clothing and freckles on display, yet another part of him thought that maybe it was the atmosphere that you and your team created. Either way, he couldn’t help but smile watching the scene in front of him. Instead of going back to wait where their stuff was littered about, Hyunjin found himself inching closer to where you were busy working.

When it became Han’s turn to go, Hyunjin moved even closer to where you stood, wanting to hear the conversations, or lack thereof, that were bound to happen. It wasn’t you that he doubted, but he knew Han didn’t care to make small talk with strangers. Yet, he was shocked when Han skipped up to you, quickly explaining that he was excited to see what you would come up with, and he didn’t have anything in particular he was wanting to see. It was enough to make Hyunjin’s head tilt and attention drift to you, while you nodded your head, asking if he was more comfortable with standing or sitting shots. In a few short heartbeats, you had produced multiple options for Han to review. With your camera showing him the images, Hyunjin’s eyes were stuck on the monitor that showed the larger image of what you were showing Han.

A small gasp left his lips as he saw what you were capturing. Photos of Han in his most comfortable state, of him just being him. The him that the members got to see every day. The him that Han wanted to show people if he didn’t freeze up in a few moments. There was no added pressure to look a certain way, to pose a certain way. Only showcased the confidence that is brought out when he was on stage.  You were somehow capturing the members and bringing out their personalities in the photos, something no one they had worked with had been able to do. It impressed and inspired him.

As you returned to where he was standing, the same blush could be seen spread across your cheeks as before. You smile at him before focusing back on your work at hand. Hyunjin couldn’t help but watch the way you worked. Completed in awe at the way you were able to bring different things out in the photos without them having to change outfits, hair, or makeup. You were someone he wanted to learn from. Not even just in the form of photography but in the ways, you were able to see a version and execute it. You clearly had mastered some part of your craft that you were confident even no matter how many times the members made you blush through the day.

When the shoot finally wrapped after the group shoots, Hyunjin felt anxious to continue to be connected to you. He knew he wanted to keep in touch because of his desire to learn more from you. There was something about you that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. While he likely wouldn’t admit it to anyone, he felt his heart tugging him to make this decision. It scared him that there was a chance that you didn’t want to be friends with people you work with, but a small part of him hoped that you’d maybe say yes since he had lingered near most of the day. Hi Y/n! he greeted you as he approached. When your attention turned to him, he watched the smile light up your features. Hi! You simply greeted back, standing to face him. I was hoping, that maybe, I could get your number, he started before scrambling to say, to discuss photography. Also, art if you are into that. Or even just ask for tips on things, he was rambling and didn’t know how to stop so he ended it with, and, and, I don’t know, become friends? Why was he so nervous about this? A small giggle escaped you before handing him your phone.

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Time passed quickly whenever the two of you were together. It didn’t take long for the friendship to bloom. Moments together were usually spent at museums, exhibits, or a small coffee shop that offered privacy. They were few and far between, but it allowed him to ask you questions on your craft. It wasn’t long before he used the tips you gave him to not only improve his art but also apply it to his career. While he showed you pieces, he created, he couldn’t bring himself to show you the ones he created without anyone knowing.

The pieces that he felt didn’t quite capture your full beauty but were starting to get closer. With each passing day spent together, he learned how you adjusted your view on things. The way you tried to find beauty in everything and art in simplicity. In truth, it was how you were able to start to capture different idols in a more comfortable state without the extra things here and there that drew Hyunjin in even more. Yes, there were times when it was needed and called for, but many times you prefer to capture them in ways that allowed their fans to see the true version of themselves.  

It was why he started to paint you. You, who was able to capture him in a way that no one ever had. You, who was always behind the camera. His thoughts were left to wonder if you were ever captured the way you did others. So, slowly he tried to find a way to paint you in a way that showed you the way that he viewed you. If the soft smile that usually played on your lips when you reviewed a photo you took was ever shown to you. Or the blush that would creep across your cheeks when someone complimented you. Mostly, he wanted to showcase the way your eyes sparkled when you spoke of your passions and dreams.

Over time, you became the first person he called with news or when something happened in his day, both good and bad. When he got the news, he would be the ambassador for Versace, all he could think of was that he wanted to tell you. Maybe that’s why he called you so early, knowing that you had a shoot late into the night before. He filled the message in your voicemail, telling you everything down to the event he was to attend. You were the only person he wanted to celebrate with even though he knew that your schedules didn’t align for weeks to come.

When your schedules did finally work out, he walked into the coffee shop, a small bag in his hand, filled with a painting he felt was finally good enough for you. It was a present to congratulate you on landing one of the gigs you had been working so hard for. One that took you away from him for a few weeks, yet one that he was so proud of you for achieving. You slide across from him, a smile already gracing your face. Maybe it was how he was such a hopeless romantic, but he couldn’t help falling for you a little bit more with your messy hair. I ordered your regular, Hyunjin broke the silence as he realized that he even knew what your coffee order was. He knew he was in deep with you.

The time seemed to move slowly for once being with you. Hyunjin knew it was the nerves. The thought of giving you something so personal to him but likely to you too. Really, he didn’t want this day to end. His cheeks hurt from smiling and laughing with you as you got caught up on everything that happened since the last time you were together. It was something about your friendship, while you chatted when you could over the phone, nothing seemed to beat these stolen moments together. Only when Chan called did he know that he had to give you up to go work on the new choreography for the comeback.

Before you go, I got you something, you said reaching down to the black bag at your feet that Hyunjin didn’t even notice when you walked in. I wanted to gift it to you as a congratulations for everything you’ve been doing, the same blush he adored dancing across your cheeks. I hope you like it, you whispered before passing it over to him.

Would it be bad timing if I gave you my gift now too? Hyunjin laughed before handing over the bag he kept tight to his leg. If you were going to be shy, then he was going to be with you. This was a moment he hoped he could remember forever. Without even trying to open what you gave him, he watched your face as you pulled out the small canvas that Hyunjin deemed a good representation of how you looked in his eyes. He saw the way water lined your tear line as you stared at his art. When your eyes shifted up to him, he couldn’t help but smile at you before saying, I wanted to show you how I see you. The version that I don’t think you get to see too much. It was then that Hyunjin really wanted to capture you, tears in your eyes, a small pout on your lips, attention back on the piece he’d given you.

You should really open my gift, you half laughed trying to keep the tears from cascading down your cheeks. Finally breaking his attention off you, he opened the bag pulling out a small book. The cover was simple with a daisy embroidered on it. Flipping it open, he couldn’t help the gasp that came out of his mouth as he saw the first photo. A photo of him at an exhibit he had asked you to attend with him. The next was at the museum he tried to visit every time they rotated what they had. As he continued to look at the pages, he realized that each was from a moment you had spent together, but never once did they show him looking at the camera. Instead, it was moments of him looking more closely at something or wandering around in a space.

When his eyes drifted back to you, he watched you bite your lip, likely nervous about his reaction just as he was of yours. I love it, Hyunjin finally spoke, it’s, I don’t even have the words to describe it. Just as your smile began pulling at your lips, he couldn’t stop himself from rambling on, I really do like it. About as much as I do you, his eyes darting back down to his favorite photo. It was three heartbeats of silence before his head snapped back up to realize what he had just said. Only you were looking at him like you had stars in your eyes.

I like you too Hyunjin, you whispered as his phone buzzed on the table. Our next get-together will have to be a date then, he said as he moved to put the book in his backpack for safekeeping. It was routine for how these hangouts always ended, with one of you having to rush you. But he really wanted to make sure you knew that he was serious about that comment. I mean it. The next time we can, it’s a date.

from mina with love ♡ ˚⁎⁺˳ ── thank you for reading! ♡ tag list || @orchid-mantis-petals; @i-dontevenknowman; @deadcrow-donteat; @turtledove824; @hhwangsmoon; @kidrauhlschik

[jisungsdaydreamer]

Stray Kids When They Have a Crush on You

«GENERAL M.LIST» · «NAVIGATION» · «TALK TO ME» · «TAGLIST»

Pairing: OT8 x gn!reader Genre: headcanon, fluff Warnings: none

P.S. ♡ If you like my work, please consider giving me feedback in the form of reblogs, comments, and asks! ♡

1. Bang Chan

Writes a lot of songs about you 

Will make physical contact, like putting his arm around your shoulders or his hand on your back 

A gentleman; drives you home all the time and has you call him when you're safe inside 

Very casual around you, but slowly develops deeper feelings  

Asks you to hang out with him and his friends a lot 

Very proud of you and wants to introduce you to everyone 

Genuinely looks up to you and asks you for advice a lot 

2. Lee Know

Teases you a lot but it's very flirty 

If anyone tries to tease him about you though, he will give them the death glare 

Will absolutely deny liking you if anyone asked 

Texts you a lot 

Remembers every single thing you tell him 

Will not tolerate anyone who says a single unkind thing about you 

Jealous when you talk to other guys 

When you play with his cats, he will be chill on the outside but literally swooning inside 

3. Changbin

The one who makes excuses to constantly see you 

When you're around, he'll stretch his arms back so he can "accidentally" flex his muscles 

So down bad for you and everyone knows- except for you, that is 

Would keep a photo of you in his pocket and take it out randomly and smile at it 

Acts tough but is really shy about how he feels 

Wants to be around you always and invites you everywhere 

Tells you to call him cute nicknames

4. Hyunjin

He'd write poems about you in his little journal 

Would also sketch you when you aren't looking  

Zones out a lot just thinking about you; a big daydreamer 

Buys matching keychains for you both, but he's too shy to give it to you 

Falls slowly but it's very intense, it might even be love 

He'd be sleepless and a little tortured over you 

Would have a collection of random things that remind him of you, like plushies or stickers 

Makes playlists of songs that make him think about you 

Unconsciously is inspired by you; for example, if you wear a cardigan one day, he'll wear one too the next day, without even realizing it 

5. Han

Has a goofy smile on his face always 

He would try to be suave and cool, but his heart flutters every time he encounters you, and he ends up getting tongue-tied 

Would search for cheesy pick up lines on google 

Would obsess over every small interaction with you 

Lowkey would stalk you online just for "research" 

Would not shut up about you to his friends 

Would bring you snacks to share constantly and then eat like half of them because he's nervous around you 

Makes scenarios about you both in his head before he falls asleep 

6. Felix

Everyone ships you guys together 

He always brushes the teasing off with a smile 

Brings you sweet gifts like flowers and jewelry that reminds him of you 

Brainstorms the perfect way to ask you out 

Carries your bag for you even if it's not even heavy 

Wants to know all about you and asks a lot of questions 

Hanging out with him feels a lot like you're dating even if you're not because he is so attentive and sweet 

7.  Seungmin

The one who wouldn't even know he has a crush on you 

You couldn't guess that he likes you because he's very nonchalant 

He likes to hang out with you and buy you coffee 

His crush would manifest in acts of service 

Notices every single thing; if you run out of gum, he'd go right away and buy a new pack for you, even if you didn't ask him to 

When he eventually realizes his feelings, he will be honest with you about them 

Very classic and classy; no drama 

8.  I.N.

Straight up will tell you that he likes you and if you reject him, he will try to win you over 

The flirty one who gets you flustered 

Wants to wow you with his fashion and hotness 

Would have a "boyfriend material" Pinterest board to inspire his outfits 

Tries to meet your parents to impress you (and they end up loving him) 

Drops natural pick-up lines that Han wishes he could serve 

Super smooth; no nonsense 

Straight up will tell you that he likes you and if you reject him, he will try to win you over 

The flirty one who gets you flustered 

Wants to wow you with his fashion and hotness 

Would have a "boyfriend material" Pinterest board to inspire his outfits 

Tries to meet your parents to impress you (and they end up loving him) 

Drops natural pick-up lines that Han wishes he could serve 

Super smooth; no nonsense 

«GENERAL M.LIST» · «NAVIGATION» · «TALK TO ME» · «TAGLIST»

TAGLIST @chansburgah @hee0soo

[laismoura-art]

Presenting the Umgadi Girls AU newest addition:

Princess Lisha Liang ❄️

Y'all didn't think I'd make a whole AU staring my girls and wouldn't bring Lisa, did you? My girl has a very special role!😌🩵

I'm changing her name to "Lisha" the Chinese Equivalent of Lisa, cause having an Americanised name here wouldn't make much sense, as she lives in Outworld! But I'll be calling her Lisa throughout the text for simplicity sake.

Now let me tell y'all about her! Starting by her design!

So, after making the A'rá people inspired by our indigenous people here in Brazil, I wanted to try and do something similar to the Cryomancers in Outworld!

So Lisa's outfit takes inspiration mainly from the Lisu people, a Tibeto-Burman ethical group who inhabit the mountainous regions of Myanmar, Southwest China, Thailand and India!

Their clothes are very detailed, filled with patterns, textures, and lots of beads!

I didn't keep the traditional headpiece though, cause Lisa's hair has always been an integral part of her design! (Female Cryomancers have blue hair due to their deeper connection to Cryomancy. Their power manifest earlier than in men and they must be trained from a very young age to prevent accidents! Women must keep themselves schooled to assure total control of their power. Needless say Lisa struggles with it.)

I took some liberties here and there to make the outfit fit Lisa's style! It coincidently ended up looking very similar to Mileena's new Empress skin, which is good cause it means my outfit is also canon accurate!🤭

About her/her people's backstory:

Before talking about Cryomancers, let's learn a bit about the Pyromancers!

There are three types of Pyromancers:

The Hellfire demons.

The Sorceresses of Argus.

The Dragonborns.

Dragonborns are one of the first people in Outworld, who lived before the sun.

Unlike the Edenians, who were gifted their light by Argus, the Dragonborns, could conjure their own light (which means they don't worship Argus or Delia, but their own dragon ancestors)

The Dragonborns may be born with either Pyromancy or Cryomancy, the later being more common (which is why Kuai Liang is a Pyromancer even though he is part of a long lineage of Cryomancers)

Whether you are born Pyromancer or Cryomancer is entirely up to fate. Genetics play no part in it, you can be a Cryomancer born from Pyromancers (Lisa's case, her mother, the Dragonborn Queen Zhi, is a Pyromancer) or a Pyromancer born from Cryomancer parents (Kuai's case)!

This is well-known knowledge among the Dragonborns, but unfortunately for Kuai, much of their knowledge was lost when his family moved to Earthrealm (why did they move is still a mystery) so Kuai grew up extremely insecure about his Pyromancy.

It also didn't help his case that, both male and female Pyromancers struggle to keep their power under control.

Sympathised by his brother's tough situation, Bi-Han often engaged in Kuai's constant self-control exercises, he would also keep himself schooled, even though there was no need for him to do so. This helped Kuai feel he wasn't so lonely <3

Back to the Dragonborns, they live in a tundra forest known as Hùnhé lín (the mixed forest) it has this name because within it there are plenty of warm and green oasis, where most Pyromancers reside. No one know how these oasis exist within the tundra, legends say it was the Dragon deities gift for their Pyromancers!

The Dragonborns heve been living in the Hùnhé lín long before Queen Mimh even considered become queen!

They have harvested and cared from these lands, built their homes and culture around these lands, and yet, they struggle with the expansion of the empires around them trying to occupy their territories or bringing their own conflicts to them!

They used to have a good commercial trade with a group of Edenian merchants, but these merchants were "infected" with Tarkat and had to be replaced. The new group however, were not nearly as co-operative or respectful, which prompted plenty of conflicts.

Meeting Li Mei's Umgadi:

Of course this sort of conflict wasn't supposed to be of Li Mei and her apprentices' concerns, but as soon as Harumi heard of the situation she insisted the Edenians were in the wrong and they had to put a stop to this conflict before it escalated!

The reason Harumi took these matters so personally was because ages ago, the Shirai were almost forced out of their own lands under the accusation of witchcraft (when in reality their attackers' goal was only to take control of their prosperous lands), Cetrion intervene in their behalf, and thus came their eternal gratitude. Preventing illegal occupations is something the Order of Cetrion takes as priority.

Harumi's aid and support to the Dragonborns granted her Lisa's trust and affection.

Now, just to clarify, this little brainstorming also granted my AU a tiny tiny little change:

I absolutely ADORE Lisa and Harumi as a couple! They are my handmade OTP, the ones who started it all, and the idea of exploring their relationship outside the "Sub-Zero meets Scorpion" scenario is just too tempting to let it slide!

Soooo, yeah, bottom line: FrozenBlossom is now Harumi's endgame for this AU! I hope it doesn't become a deal breaker to anyone (which I doubt will be cause y'all have always been supportive gems, and I love y'all for it🩷🩵)!

Meanwhile, Netherrealmer!Hanzo and Scorpion!Kuai will remain a thing, but, you know, just the two of them!

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Hey! You made it to the end! Have some close-ups:

Cute Lisha and angry Lisha:

Lisha after being kissed by a cute girl:

Lisha gifting a warm coat to said cute girl (cute girls can't get colds, can they?) + height difference:

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

@mikka-minns @thedragonholder @rasta-bot @madamealtruist @orbitinytheworld @running-with-the-feels y'all want some Cryomancer lore?👀💕

[seaoflove07]

Love Planted a Rose 🌹

~ Cover Reveal ~

• Artwork by The Drawables • Oc •

🔪 Azusa & Rose 🌹

Before they met,

He was the young man from her nightmares

She was a Princess in his dreams…

~ Dark ~

Story Description:

The year was 2022 when Karlheinz discovered a special young woman named Christine living in the United States. He formed a new plan. The Adam and Eve project is still not completed but it was going his way. Yui Komori made her choice and chose Ayato as her Adam. Both of them are madly in love.

When a new situation came to Karlheinz's attention, he saw Christine could be the key to solving what was about to come to the Demon World.

That summer he offers her a good salary pay to work as a housekeeper at the Mukami’s Mansion in Japan. The payment was too good to pass on. She accepts the job not knowing that they are vampires. She will find out and he made sure that escaping will cost the lives of her loved ones back home. Before he can go through this new plan, Christine needs to interact with the Mukami brothers, Yui, and his sons first.

Until then, He will let them all have their little fun. Till the time comes for his plan to be ready.

Blood from a special rose will be needed. 🩸

“I want you… near me… even if you end up… hating me… I will still want you… by my side���”

- Azusa. Quote from Chapter 3.

Art Cover Inspiration:

~ Hans Zatzka ~

I've been a fan of Hans Zatzka’s fantasy paintings since I was a little girl. I love the entire aesthetic of Nature, Fairies, Angels, Rivers, Flowers, Dresses, and Romance. He includes all these in his paintings.

Even though Azusa and Christine’s story is not a fantasy fairytale. I still wanted this inspiration for the cover because three weeks before Azusa met Christine. His dreams were in a world that looked like Hans Zatzka's Paintings. The dress that Christine is wearing on the art cover is the dress that she was always wearing when she appeared in Azusa’s dreams. It's also a dress that I chose from Zatzka's Paintings.

I chose this one because of the blue waist ribbon. This same exact shade of blue is Azusa’s color representation from Rejet.

So I used this as a hidden symbol that she is his. 🔪🌹

For him, I choose an official art by Rejet. I wanted an outfit to represent that he is a vampire.

These are the rest of Hans Zatzka's paintings' inspiration for the artwork cover. 🎨

A little Information:

Dark Route Setting will be in the Summer Season.

School Year Setting will be in Maniac and Ecstasy.

Why the year 2022?

That year I was in a Dark place mentally and was very depressed. Some of my dark issues, I wrote it through Christine. They say writing is a good way to heal. So part of this Fan Fiction story has been my healing process.

That's why I am so passionate about this ship. Christine and Azusa are my comfort characters. Both of them make me happy.

Writing Style:

Will be like the game routes.

Script Style.

Arts:

I will include artworks in some chapters.

I decided to add the artworks in Black and White to give it a little novel style. Once I complete publishing the full story, I will do a post with all the artworks I used for the story in color.

Where will it be published?

Tumblr and AO3.

Story:

Masterpost. 🔪🌹

Note:

I am new to writing. ✍️🏻

Since childhood, I've always been a reader, not a writer.

Writing has become my new favorite hobby. All thanks to Azusa and Christine who motivate me to try something new.

I've only been writing fan fiction and poems for almost two years now.

I do NOT want any suggestions on how to write. This is only FAN FICTION! Not a Publishing Book. So I will write my story how I please. I only do this to escape reality and for the love that I have for my ship.

~ 🔪🌹~

• Christine Melendez Belongs to Me.

• Azusa Mukami Belongs to Rejet.

Otome Game and Anime from Diabolik Lovers.

~ Ship Anniversary, March 20 ~ 🎉💗

📱 Follow my Instagram: azusa_rose07

[straystars-and-planets]

campus couple: a stray kids x fem!reader university/college au

CC (Campus Couple): [acronym] referring to a couple who attends the same university.

Otherwise known as (synopsis): how you meet & fall in love with each of the Stray Kids members during college/university. hcs + short scenarios for each member. Inspired by that one SKZ code episode where they were joking about campus couple and other college slang.

tags: fem!reader, non-idol!au, college/university au, fluff (so much fluff), some minor angst (with happy endings!), some suggestive scenes

a/n: this is my first set of works for skz + first time writing for kpop! reblogs are appreciated + constructive feedback welcome 💕

general masterlist | taglist form

Bang Chan

Major: Music Production | Minor(s): Vocal Performance

Part 1 - music when the moon rises (how we met) 8.30.23 (new!)

Part 2 - i fall asleep to songs about you - 9.3.23

Lee Know

Major: Biology (pre-veterinary track) | Minor(s): Dance, Theater

Part 1 - he still loves his cats (and you) - tba

Part 2 - can cats learn contemporary dance? - tba

Seo Changbin

Major: History | Minor(s): Kinesiology, Music Production

Part 1 - he's not a gym bro (he's more) - tba

Part 2 - changbin salon and the dwaekki plushy - tba

Hwang Hyunjin

Major: Literature | Minor(s): Visual Media Studies/Arts, Dance

Part 1 - i'll paint cards with watercolor flowers - tba

Part 2 - you are always beautiful in my eyes - tba

Han Jisung

Major: Music Production | Minor(s): Intl. Comparative Studies

Part 1 - The student council president is actually a shy hamster? - tba

Part 2 - Fantastic Student Council President Han Jisung - tba

(a/n - if you couldn't tell I tried to base Han's titles off of anime/k-drama titles in honor of Han's love of watching anime/dramas!)

Lee Felix

Major: Culinary Arts | Minor(s): Dance, Game Design

Part 1 - best chocolate chip cookies secrets #bakinghacks - tba

Part 2 - trying cooking hacks (ft. my girlfriend!) - tba

Kim Seungmin

Major: Psychology | Minor(s): English, Chemistry

Part 1 - honesty is the best policy (most of the time) - tba

Part 2 - one standard deviation away from becoming a mad scientist - tba

Yang Jeongin

Major: Fashion | Minor(s): Vocal Performance, Graphic Design

Part 1 - i'll sing until you notice - tba

Part 2 - our OOTD (outfit of the day) - tba

©@straystars-and-planets 2023. do not copy, translate or repost my work.

[lvcky0ne]

Royal Flush is the 2nd full studio album by Lucky under Prismatic Entertainment. It was released on Oct 7, 2024, the group's 10th anniversary. The album features 10 tracks, including 4 solo songs, one for each member, BOOM! as the title track, and Stellar as a promoted b-side. It is available both physically and digitally.

Lucky promoted the album for a total of 6 weeks. BOOM! peaked at 6 on the Circle Chart and won 3 music show awards. Stellar exploded in popularity, rising to 1 on the Circle Chart and peaking at 12 on the Billboard Hot 200. Stellar won the group 6 music show awards.

｡:°ஐ i. the tracklist !

✧ . Take Off produced by HWI and Hiro

✧ . BOOM! ( title track ) produced by Angel, Hiro, and HWI

✧ . Stellar ( promoted b-side ) produced by Hiro, Han, and ROZE

✧ . Eat Ur Man ( sunnie solo ) produced by Sunnie and HWI

✧ . Lemonade ( angel solo ) produced by Angel

✧ . JAM ( hiro solo ) produced by Hiro and KOHH

✧ . Hot Hot ( han solo ) produced by Han

✧ . SourSweet produced by Kaori and Sunnie

✧ . Check Yourself produced by HWI and Angel

✧ . Atmosphere produced by Hiro and Sunnie

find Kaori at @sug4rsweet !!

｡:°ஐ ii. the styling !!

✧ . this era was heavily accentuated with lots of leather and chrome, blunt angles, and lots of layering and belts

✧ . lucky's stylist was quoted saying her biggest inspiration were pieces that would be found in a futuristic alien casino

✧ . hiro rocked a mid-length shaggy silver cut, han with grown out black locks, angel had an undercut bleach job, and sunnie kept her classic long black hair with blunt bangs

｡:°ஐ iii. the reception !!

｡:°ஐ iv. the highlights !!

✧ . as described by thousands of 4luvs online this era served many things, but most importantly: cunt

✧ . a perfect transition from brat summer, playing on a heavy edm sound that is rather new to the group

✧ . when asked about the more experimental songs on the album, sunnie said that with the creative control they're given, the group is always looking for ways to challenge themselves and push the bounds of typical kpop

✧ . lucky has always been known for pushing boundaries in the industry, and their second full album is no exception

�� . while each member was dressed in relatively racy outfits, especially for BOOM! stages, one of hiro's Stellar outfits took the internet by storm, wearing a tight cut-out top that revealed some under-boob

✧ . it was a source of many arguments online in both 4luv and non-fan spaces, debating whether it was appropriate or even safe to be wearing while dancing on stage

✧ . hiro later posted a selfie in the top from a low angle on her instagram story writing "holding it down," some taking it as a taunt while many fans argue that she was simply assuring that the top was more secure than it seemed

✧ . in between music show appearances, members of the group would make appearances at clubs around seoul for mini performances including hiro and sunnie doing their own dj sets

✧ . these appearances sparked rumors that one or more members would be doing a set at nyc's infamous boiler room, but nothing ever came of it... yet !

✧ . these performances were never advertised, leading fans to do some serious digging and speculating on what clubs to visit on what weekends

✧ . it seems lucky has fully embraced their party reputation with this album, not unexpected by fans but still widely scrutinized by knetz

✧ . even han had something to say about it on live which surprised many 4luvs as he was usually the least outspoken member, saying "we're all adults. we have been for most of our career and we're not scared to shy away from it. we never have. i don't know why it's such a problem all of a sudden."

✧ . Stellar got much more popular than anticipated as a promoted b-side rather than a title track

✧ . the song was only supposed to promote for 2 weeks after BOOM!'s 3 week promotional period, but another week was added after its rise in popularity

✧ . hiro told W Korea that she thought Stellar should have been the title track, but she was outvoted by the production team and that a new remix of the song is in the works

✧ . when asked what songs on the album were their favorites, sunnie chose SourSweet, angel chose JAM, hiro chose Take Off, and han chose Stellar

✧ . kaori went live to give bonbons a sneak peak of her newest album when she was asked about working on SourSweet saying "it was great getting to produce a song for lucky and work with them a bit! i haven’t done much producing since touring and working on a new album back to back, so it was great to get back to it, especially with them! the song is amazing, i promise."

✧ . when asked what Lemonade is about in a q&a on his instagram story, angel answered in video form saying "so, basically, i'm telling the haters they can suck on this--" the video cut off before he could finish the sentence

✧ . overall, Royal Flush has taken its place among the competitors for lucky's most iconic era !

[aclowntiny]

Cute Dates with Stray Kids!

Just had this on my mind- enjoy! Felix’s part was inspired by a prompt from this lovely site here 🥰

Bang Chan: This date is a two-day special because you guys decide to gift each other your perfect days! The first day, you choose everything- how you like to spend your morning, all your favorite meals, you name it! As your boyfriend reminds you multiple times, you're his king/queen for the day, whether you want to go to a game or the arcade or the beach, and he gets the same the very next day. A few gifts along the way are a must, even if you try to tell him not to. "It's all about your favorite things, remember? Don't worry, there's no way I would rather spend my weekend off," he tells you, wrapping an arm around you as your head swirls with all the ways you're going to turn around and spoil him back.

Lee Know: Decorating for the new season! "Honey, do we really need all these candles?" "Yes," you shoot back, hands playfully placed on your hips, "they're all different scents! Smell them!" Sighing and shaking his head, Minho pops the lid off a little glass pumpkin candle and gives it a sniff. A smile spreads across his face and he nods. "I'll accept it because it's cute. And you're cute, too," he leans in, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Also, can I throw the fake leaves on the mantle?" "Of course," you agree, giving a little amused shake of your head. Minho goes about sporadically sprinkling cutout leaves atop the fireplace as you light a candle, letting warm pumpkin spice fill the air as you draped a knit blanket over the couch. Glee left Minho's face as he turned, eyes drawn like a magnet to the chunky knit. His hand finds yours and you feel a tweak in your arm as you get pulled to the couch, your boyfriend falling into you and locking his arms around your waist, smiling when one of the cats leaps on after him.

Changbin: Late night dancing! It's been dark for quite some time, but neither you nor Changbin are tired as you roam the streets, tall lamps illuminating yours and your shadows' travels. Changbin's hand never leaves yours, the warm weight guiding you through the dim night. Soon, though, he stops, smiling and pulling you closer to his broad chest as you tilt your head in confusion. His hands place yours higher around his neck, find his shoulders as he begins swaying you. You giggle, ask him what he's doing, and he just leans down, rubs your noses together lightly and asking what you think it is. His eyes sparkle with affection. It's romantic, it's classic, it has your heart full as you in your joy-swelled tone reassure him you love it. "Good," he replies, "I could do this all night. The only thing stopping me is wanting to wake up next to you at home."

Hyunjin: Picking outfits for each other! Neither of you can resist dressing the other up in something you’d love to see them in, and maybe just maybe you’ll find something you never would have worn without encouragement. These dates range from trying on the boldest, craziest pieces just to see how they look to whoever’s next in the choice alternation just grabbing things they think the other would look hot in. You take impromptu photoshoots, run your hands over fabric and adorned skin. It’s not only a fun experiment, but a time that refreshes your spark and creates plenty of excuses for you and Hyunjin to pull each other close and lavish compliments, and loving words upon the one who has your heart.

Han: You guys spend the day in the kitchen! It all started with you scheming to learn to make an amazing cheesecake since Jisung likes it (if not you too!), then it devolved into ‘hey, since we have to wait for that to bake and that whole water bath situation feels like it needs some watching, why don’t we just make lunch ourselves too?’ Jisung is a good follower of your instructions AND he lets you pick what to make for you guys because he trusts you. But of course he also has to play around with you, teasing you if you make a mess and pretending you need his help so he can put his arms around you and ‘guide’ you! He insists on doing anything with a knife so the chances of you getting hurt are minimized.

Felix: Park date! Crossing the road into the dirt path, you wind along by grassy hills until you’re behind them, a pond peeking between the slopes. You both speed up, practically running like kids into a playground to reach the water’s edge, where the two of you immediately gush over how cute the ducks are. There are little white ones with bright orange beaks sliding atop the water, one little family with babies too! “This is so worth cutting all those grapes,” Felix says, and you heartily agree. Both of you have your tubs in hand, tossing them out and soon drawing a little toddling white crowd. “That one’s you!” You point to the one you think is the cutest. “That one’s you,” Felix shoots back, pointing to the one that’s been staying by his duck’s side.

Seungmin: Escape room in a box! It’s something you’ve always wanted to try, and sure two players is a little sparse but you keep reminding your boyfriend he’s smart, he’ll find plenty of clues! “Is that why you keep me around?” He teases, but you can see the pride in his smile at your words. The room you chose to do had a fantasy theme and it was so much fun trying to roleplay as if you and Seungmin truly had been trapped in an enchanted tower. “We must get to the ball!” You exclaim. “I agree,” Seungmin nods, “I had a very important question for you there.” “Well, what if we don’t make it out of here? What could it have been?” “I was going to ask you to be my prince(ss).”

I.N: It's a snow day and you guys take full advantage! Pulling on your warmest coats, you and Jeongin tumble out the door and into the fall of fluff. White pillows the road around you and blankets the yard where you quickly bury your hands, balling up wads to toss at each other, giggling at the bursts of cold. All the running around has heat blooming in your chest and layers falling off your shoulders. Jeongin is quickly at your side, straightening your layers and pulling your zipper back up before tugging you forward for a kiss, one hand reaching to loosen your mitten so he can tangle your fingers together and pull them into his coat pocket.

[yuna542]

Connected (OT8 x Reader)

Part 18<-

Part 19

Pairing: Han x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warnings: 18+, Suggestive Themes, Swearing, Fighting

Word Count: 3k

Note: Finally a new Part. Hope you like it and I‘m really sorry that you have to wait for new updates. But I want to write things I‘m confident with and that takes some time. <3 You remember that Video of Felix sitting on Hannies legs? Got inspired ;)

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

"I don't wear panties, you know."

Jisung's wide eyes, pouted mouth, and frozen look on his face was pure gold as you leaned down and whispered in his ear. You didn't know what had made you do it, but you had been so restless since this morning and an excited tingle had been spreading through your stomach all day. The boys made you unsettled, especially living with them. Seeing Chan‘s firm stomach, while he walked around the dorm almost naked every day, or Changbin‘s sweaty body when he came back from working out, Felix morning face, with those big glasses or Jeongins puffy cheeks after showering. All that was too much to handle the whole day, without being able to release some steam. The schedule for all of you were extremely time and energy consuming, which meant you hardly had any time together. It sucked but the preparation for the comeback would soon be over.

Then Jisung started to tease you in front of the whole crew of the Studio Choom Channel. The kids recorded the performance video for the title song today. It was a strong song and you were sure it would hit the fans like a wrecking ball, despite its unusual emotional depth and extreme mixed genres.

The Kids all looked fantastic. The new hair colors looked great on them, and you were especially taken with Han today. Probably because he wouldn't stop teasing you. He was clingy, kept pulling you back by the hand when you whizzed past him, called your name loudly to embarrass you in front of the film crew, and kept stealing little things you needed to work through your checklist. To sum it up: He was getting on your nerves big time with his outrageously handsome face.

While the guys all had enough to do themselves with makeup, outfits and rehearsals, Han seemed to calmly devote his attention only to you. You were already hurrying across the set again, where the lights were set up, and urgently needed to write down the number of one of the new stylists to hire him for the next time as well.

Thanks to him, the outfit selection had gone quickly and smoothly.

You patted down the pockets in your dress and then your bag, but you couldn't find anything there either.

"Jinnie have you seen my pen?", you asked stressed, but he just shook his head:

"Sorry, princess."

Then he proceeded to throw cheeseballs at I.N.

Chan and Felix were sitting in makeup getting made up while Seungmin and Minho were already in front of the camera getting their positions set. Just as you walked past Han, who was lounging in a chair, you wanted to scream out loud at his grin.

"Looking for something?", he asked in an innocent voice, tilting his head so that he could almost rest it against the back of the chair.

Annoyed, you took a deep breath and approached him.

"Where is it? Ji give it to me!", you snapped at him and he just grinned broadly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sweetie. But when you're mad, you look really hot."

"Stop playing games!"

He chuckled and you wanted to be angry at him so bad, to get that stress off your chest, but he looked at you with so much joy in his shining eyes that you just couldn't do it.

"You... Just wait!", you muttered and your fighting spirit was gradually awakened. That's how it always went between you two. Everything was a game by now and the other was trying to win at any cost. If you weren't so competitive, you might have admitted that playing games with Jisung was fun and you even liked it a little when he annoyed you.

You leaned down towards him and began to scan his upper body with your hands. Irritated, he raised his arms and let you slide your fingers into each pocket and fold of his clothes. But there was nothing there. When you lifted your gaze, his face suddenly hovered directly in front of yours. Your hands were firmly at his stomach, and as the corners of his mouth slowly lifted, you drew your eyebrows together.

"Go ahead and keep looking! Maybe it's hidden in my pants. You should search there."

His suggestive tone of voice was unmistakable.

Shaking your head, you couldn't hide the smirk at his audacity. Slowly you let your hands wander into his lap and braced yourself against his thigh, arching your back a little. The red accent in his hair made him look even bolder, and today mischievousness shone in his eyes to a whole new extent.

"Isn't Minho playing with you today, or why are you so needy for my attention?", you asked provocatively, and immediately his eyes darted to your lips.

It would be way to easy to overcome the minimal distance for him to kiss you and you loved to stir him up like that.

You squeezed his thigh lightly and as if by itself he looked into your cleavage next.

"I'd much rather play with you. You have better arguments", he shot back, clearly alluding to what he hoped to catch a glimpse of under your dress. Now the corners of your mouth lifted as well, and you got an urge to take it to the extreme to see who would give up first.

"Tell me where my pen is now or you'll never see a glimpse of those arguments again, Ji!", you muttered dangerously, digging your fingernails into his leg until he hissed.

Then he nodded behind you.

"There it is..."

You followed his gaze and rolled your eyes directly. Of course, the pen was lying on the floor right in front of his chair. He must have thrown it there before you got to him.

You pushed yourself away from him and understood his plan too late. It was only when you bent down to pick up the pencil that finally the penny dropped. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw Jisung with his hands clasped behind his head, leaning back in his chair and enjoying the view of your butt peeking out from under your dress.

From the satisfied look on his face, you knew his plan had worked. You stood up and as you walked by, you murmured to him:

"You can only lose this game, dickhead."

Jeongin looked confused at you two, but Minho only shook his head at him and gestured for him to say nothing. He was already used to your bickering and knew it was better not to interfere. There was always that weird sexual tension which everybody left speechless.

Finally, you had unceremoniously disappeared into the bathroom as the boys were busy shooting the first part of the choreography. You slipped out of your pink lace panties and crumpled them up in your hand.

When you came back, the guys sat together in a little break where makeup and hair were touched up.

Seemingly by chance, you sat down next to Han, who was talking to the director. He advised him to stand at a different angle to the camera for his part, and Han nodded vehemently. Under the table, you apparently randomly brushed Han's thigh with your leg and smiled to yourself as he stiffened next to you.

"I don't wear panties, you know", you whispered to him at a moment when the Director across the table was talking to Chan. Han's mouth opened and closed like a fish and he had obviously forgotten everything the Director had said to him.

If he gave you a hard time at work, so could you.

His gaze was glued to your lap and he inevitably imagined you wearing nothing else under that skimpy black dress.

"You're bluffing", he finally whispered, slowly lifting his gaze to look you in the eye.

You crossed your legs and returned his gaze with such intensity that it gave him goosebumps.

You closed your elegant fingers around his hand under the table and with the other hand you put your lace panties in his palm before you just stood up and disappeared. Just as the director turned back to address him, Jisung stared down at his hand where the piece of thin fabric now lay. You saw him snap out of his daze at the third repetition of his name, and he quickly slipped your underpants into his pocket.

You had won this round, that was clear.

Self-satisfied, you watched him give you warning looks as soon as he was back on the set. For the rest of the shoot, he never had a chance to talk to you. There was always someone around who could listen and so he was forced to watch you with the knowledge of your bare cunt, when you were squeezing your knees together while sitting down or adjusting your dress.

It drove him crazy. He wanted to rip the dress off your body and risk a glimpse of your naked middle, to finally get that temptation out of his head. That only he knew and couldn't tell anybody made it so much worse.

After hours of dancing and tons of repetition, he dropped loudly onto the couch. A small seating area had been set up next to the set so the guys could take a break there and watch the footage.

Felix and Jeongin sat on the second couch while Chan and Hyunjin watched the choreography on the screens to judge if they were happy with it. Your feet were already hurting from the long day, and even the walk to pick up the coffee you ordered felt like an eternity.

But now you were walking around distributing the orders among the guys and the staff. When you were about to give one of the last coffees to Felix, Jisung looked up from the sofa with wide eyes. You could see exactly how much the whole thing kept him busy and that he had your panties in his pocket the whole time, even during the shoot, didn't let him rest for a second.

You handed Felix the only milkshake and he smiled brightly at you.

Seungmin leaned back on an armchair with a tissue stuck to his forehead so his makeup wouldn't be ruined by the sweat. Changbin sat at the other end of the sofa with closed eyes, so there was a gap between him and Han.

"You could have sent someone to get the coffee", said Minho, sitting in an armchair and propping his elbows on his knees, the coffee between his hands.

"Yes. But no one but me can remember your confusing extra requests", you said with amusement, taking the last cup from the cardboard box.

"That's why we love you", Jeongin sighed, exhaling with relish as he took a sip from his cup.

"Come here and I'll thank you appropriately!", flirted Changbin suddenly awake again, winking charmingly at you. He stroked one hand up your thigh to the hem of your skirt.

"Stop that, Bin!”, you breathed with a laugh and quickly jumped on before anyone saw how red your cheeks were getting just because of his touch. You ran over to Han and handed him his iced Americano.

"Does it have cream in it?", he asked just to annoy you, and you coolly returned his gaze. Of course, he had to keep provoking.

You withdrew your hand just as he was about to grab it, opened the lid and took a big gulp.

"Yes... Yes there's cream in it," you said, continuing to deny him the cup.

He tried to reach for it, but you held it a little higher so he couldn't reach it from a sitting position.

"What's the matter, Hannie? Do you need caffeine to get back on your feet?", you asked with a sweet undertone, like you were talking to a puppy and the others watched you intently. Han pouted and fell back on the couch. His legs were apparently barely cooperating. After hours of dancing, it was no wonder.

"Give me that! Please! I need this. My legs hurt like hell."

You looked down at him and considered teasing him further for a moment, but he looked really exhausted. So you sighed and gave him the cup. Hastily he started to drink a big gulp. Coffee was really like gasoline for the kids. It only took one full cup and they were working again.

But you were also done so you wanted to sit down between him and Changbin. It was the only empty seat and your feet were screaming for a break.

Jisung realized this as he put his coffee down on the floor. He was faster than you and spun to put his legs across the couch. Uncomprehending, you stared at him and he just looked back with an innocent face.

"What are you doing?", you asked, and he clasped his hands behind his head.

He widened his eyes on purpose and grinned in amusement, to mock you. With a snort, you simply turned around and dropped onto his thighs. Immediately his upper body shot up and a tortured cry escaped him as your entire weight abruptly landed on his already exhausted thighs.

But you made no move to get up and his whining quickly turned to a frown as you slid around a bit on his legs to get comfortable.

"What?", you snapped at him as he just glared at you.

"Do that again!", he urged you, and you looked down at his legs in wonder. His thighs under yours felt tense and you could feel the fabric of his pants right against your bare core. Slowly you moved your pelvis back and forth and an overwhelmed moan escaped him.

"Oh. That feels good!"

The pressure you applied to his tense muscles with your legs was more than pleasurable for him and his head fell back into his neck.

"Does that massage you? Does that really help?", you asked in wonder, moving a little harder as you braced yourself against the back of the sofa behind you. Another loud gasp escaped him and he clasped your thigh with both hands.

"Yeah... That's good. It feels good", he sighed and you had to grin as his fingernails dug into your inner thigh as soon as you put more pressure with your left thigh on his bulge. Suddenly he opened his eyes and your gazes met. Now he felt your exposed cunt right up against his thigh and the friction of your bare skin right on his length, sent heat racing between his legs.

"Wha... Hold still!", he breathed suffocated.

He grabbed your thigh so tightly you couldn't move and pressed it against the growing hardness between his legs. That had been far too easy.

His hands were so tense against your thighs that his veins stood out, and the silver rings he wore pressed cool against your skin.

A choking gasp escaped him that you had only heard so far when he had fucked you as you rolled your hips harder against his lap.

At that point, Hyunjin cleared his throat loudly and glancing over at him, you noticed the cameraman shooting the Making-Off for the Stray Kids channel much too late.

Had he been recording all of this? Han also cleared his throat softly and his cramped fingers would definitely leave marks on your skin. So you leaned back, seeming relaxed, and had to grin into yourself when you felt the outline of his hard dick pressed against the underside of your thigh.

"Are you okay, Ji?", you asked in the most innocent tone of voice that had ever crossed your lips, and he just glared at you with clenched teeth. His face was fiery red by now, even though he tried to look unbothered.

You started a casual conversation with Jeongin and Seungmin until the cameraman lost interest and Chan started talking to the camera. Han was never so quiet in his life.

Not long after, he excused himself and disappeared.

You didn't meet him again until you were in the car half an hour later. The shoot was finished and you could finally go home. So you had the afternoon free.

In the car you felt Jisung's piercing gaze on you and that could only mean one thing:

He would pay you back.

At the dorm, you had just set a foot over the threshold when Han pushed past you and jumped into the hallway, making you almost loose your balance.

"Why are you so annoying?", you snapped at him, and he stepped so close to you that you had to tilt your head back to look him in the eye.

He bent down and grinned meanly while one hand gripped your ass and the other held your waist tightly.

"I love it when you look at me like that", he teased, squeezing your flesh until you hissed and pushed him away by his chest.

"Can you just shut up for five minutes, Ji?"

The others watched you silently as they slipped out of their shoes. Despite the apparent argument, there was so much tension in the air between you that it almost seemed like you were having fun with it. The others just waited for you to pounce on each other.

"Just ask nicely. You know I love it when you beg."

"I liked you better with your head between my legs. At least you were quiet then."

Felix almost tripped over Jeongin, who froze and put both hands to his mouth. Changbin snorted loudly and Hyunjin grabbed Chan's arm to stop himself from bursting out with laughter, exactly like Chan who looked at you with disbelieving eyes.

"Shots fired!", laughed Seungmin and Minho patted Han's shoulder as he walked by, as if to comfort him. Ji looked at you speechlessly as well, but instead of countering, the corners of his mouth lifted ever so slowly.

You were just able to kick off your shoes before he grabbed your arm and dragged you into his room.

Behind him, the door flew shut with a loud bang and before you could take a breath, he pressed his lips to yours.

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->Part 20

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[echosong-87]

I’ve seen an AU where Delta Dawn found Branch small and grey and all alone and she raised him like her own son… and thought about making one similar!!

This is my Moonlit Prince!Branch AU!!!

This design KILLED ME!! But this is Branch found and raise none other than Trollzart and the other Classical Trolls.. I really hope I spelled the conductor’s name right..😭

There are a few designs that helped me make this: obviously the wings and tails are inspired by our lovely night fury Toothless, I even looked up character design concept of The Phantom of the opera.. cause why not? (UwU) and gave him the iconic half face mask. And i had trouble finding the best conductor outfit to really pull it in.

But I screwed up the tail... sadly

This is what I get for having ADHD😭😭😭 I go from one idea and then full throttle into a totally random and new idea or sets of ideas in general!! I. AM. DONE!!!

Anywho, I dunno if it’s a cannon thing or not but I kinda head-cannon that IF one troll from an entirely different music tribe from a young age to adulthood they are somewhat transformed into the music genera that they were raised in… Kinda got the idea inspiration from Cooper who was raised by Pop trolls.. he always in the second movie had to pull his ears down to copy the movements of his twin brother D.

So yeah… :/

Anyways… Trollzart took Branch in and gave him a new name(my favorite stone btw) Obsidian(still iffy on that bit of his new name but yeah) and while in (._.) what’s the name of the Classical trolls’ home again?(._.;) Branch took in his new home seriously and being the safety man like in the movies and the beat goes on… he took the role in protecting his new home…

It did take him a long time to adjust because he is bigger than most classical trolls, and to learn how to use his new wings and tail.

He is still grey in the whole plot because i still want a broppy!! So yeah!! XD

Like in the movies and the beat that goes on Branch is still the safety guy and takes that very seriously. But from the endless sunlight from the classical trolls home he shines and glows in this silvery blueish hue… and everyone dubbed him as The Moonlit Prince… for he is the next conductor because I don’t see nor remember IF Trollzart even have an heir to the throne…. So yeah

Plus I love the idea that Branch specializes in on cinematic pieces like from my favorite pieces: bound by a purpose and dreaming in techno colors by twelve titians and songs from hans zumer and his score pieces like interstellar, time, final decent and another but i can’t really remember.

[muddy-water-1997]

𝖠𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖡𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗍𝗌

𝖠𝖭: 𝖭𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌, 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋… 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒…

Chapter 15 - The Fate Of A Muse

The promise of an evening out sounded great, but the reality set in when it came time to prepare. Sure, they could arrange a stylist to prep you for the workday, but for a casual night out—the kind you refused to call a date because dating eight men, let alone eight members of Stray Kids, was genuinely impossible—you were on your own.

Sitting on the edge of your hotel room bed, you reflected on the conversation with the boys. It had made everything seem clearer and less burdensome. They had this uncanny knack for keeping secrets, a habit likely ingrained from their trainee days, which often meant they forgot to share crucial details. Tonight, they promised to divulge the “long story,” assuring you it would be easier to digest over hotpot and soju. Given how accustomed you were to taking leaps of faith with them, you decided to just go with it.

Your conversation with them was pivotal. Understanding each other’s boundaries and needs was crucial. You clarified that you required more than just a physical connection—an emotional one. You couldn't just be there to be used and discarded; you needed something more profound. For them, it was about inspiration. They explained how they could carry lust and emotion throughout their day and into their art. It made sense; every artist needs a muse, but every muse needs something in return.

They listened to your need to talk to your friend and have outside support. Now, you could contact your best friend and tell her why you had been MIA for the last few days, but only on the understanding that it stayed professional, nothing personal. That was good enough for you; being able to express anything to her was amazing. The second it was agreed, your phone was out of your pocket as you were cuddled into the sofa, head on Changbins shoulder, excitedly messaging your friend about your new work. It was like a weight had been lifted, and the room could sense it. 

Apart from Han and Minho, who were both still very hung up on the sex thing. IN took them to one side to explain; the gasps were enough to make you laugh into the blanket Seungmin had graced you with. 

It was peaceful… until now.

As you surveyed the room from your perch on the bed, the chaos you had created became glaringly obvious. Clothes were strewn everywhere, turning your once orderly space into a disaster zone. What does one even wear to a relaxed hotpot and soju night with eight men you met less than 72 hours ago, most of whom you've already slept with? One thing was clear: nothing scattered on the floor seemed remotely appropriate for the occasion.

What the fuck does a muse wear? You rummaged through the last of the bags you had brought up on your first night here. Jeans and a top—would that work? Or was it too casual? No, it's okay! It's just a night with the boys. Did you just shoot finger guns at yourself in the mirror? Jesus Christ. This is insanity.

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After settling on an outfit and fussing with your hair for the millionth time, you mustered the courage to leave the room. You decided to elevate your look with heels, aiming for femme fatale vibes to at least feel a slight illusion of control. As you stepped out, Theo was waiting for you. You should have expected it wouldn’t be a completely solo night out.

“Ms. Y/N,�� Theo stood there, stunned. “You look amazing.” You stifled a laugh at his attempt to maintain control over his voice. Was this the first time you'd heard him speak?

“Thank you,” you replied with a shy smile. It must have been worth the effort to make Theo finally say something out loud. You walked ahead of him, now used to the fact that he was your shadow as long as you worked with the boys. At least there was something comforting about this evening in the storm of your nerves. 

Once again, making your way down the long staircase into the foyer, you were surprised not to be greeted by the eight pairs of eyes you had grown accustomed to. You turned to Theo, confusion evident on your face, but he simply pointed toward the doors leading out of the building. With a shrug, you made your way outside, grateful to do so without the paparazzi in your face.

A loud engine revving caught you off guard, prompting you to search for its source. It wasn’t long before a flashy car, far too low to the ground for your shoes, pulled up and stopped directly in front of you. The driver's side door of the sporty two-seater flew open, and Chris emerged, walking around to the passenger side to greet you.

“What is this!?” you exclaimed, a large smile spreading across your face.

“Not bad, eh?” Chris replied, patting the bonnet of the car with pride. “This is your ride for the night. Hop in, baby.” He opened the door and reached over to take your hand, pulling you close for a sweet kiss. As he ran around to the driver’s side, giggling like a child, you couldn’t tell if his excitement was from the romance or the thrill of driving something this nice. Suddenly, the world was at peace again. 

As you settled into the car, Chris’s excitement was palpable. He enthusiastically talked you through every button and feature, explaining what each one did in detail. Did you care about cars? Not in the slightest. But what you did care about was the look of pure joy on his face. He had never seemed so relaxed, his usual tension melting away as he delved into the intricacies of the vehicle.

You listened and nodded, genuinely entertained by his passion, even if the specifics flew right over your head. Chris’s enthusiasm was infectious, making you smile as he raved about why sport mode in this car was so much cooler than in others. He pointed out the sleek design of the dashboard, the responsive touch screen, and the state-of-the-art sound system, his eyes lighting up with each detail.

After a while, he looked at you with a mischievous grin and asked, “Ready for the real fun?” Before you could answer, he put his foot to the floor. The car roared to life, and you were suddenly propelled forward, the city lights blurring past as you sped towards the restaurant. The combination of Chris’s exhilaration and the car’s power made your heart race, a mix of adrenaline and anticipation coursing through you.

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When you arrived at the restaurant, you weren’t sure exactly what you expected, but it certainly wasn’t this. Perhaps you were a bit overdressed for the occasion? The hotpot joint nestled in Koreatown had a charm of its own. Its weathered wooden signs bore the marks of time, and the open door beckoned with the most enticing aroma drifting out onto the street. It was perfect in its simplicity—low-key, authentic, and intimate.

You felt Chris’s gaze on you as you stood in the ambience. With a smile, you turned to face him in front of the quaint building ahead.

“We didn’t want to go somewhere where we had to hide ourselves. It’s quiet and away from the bustling part of the city,” he explained.

“It’s perfect,” you replied, the lights from the street casting a soft glow in your eyes. Chris reached for your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours, and led you inside.

The seven other men crowded around the table, their faces lit up with excitement as they saw you enter. Hyunjin spun you on the spot to admire your outfit, Felix complimented your makeup, Seungmin handed you a drink, and IN offered you food. Han and Lee Know motioned for you to join them at their side of the table, welcoming you with warm smiles.

Amidst the cheerful chaos, Changbin raised his voice to gain everyone's attention. "Wait, wait, wait," he announced. "Before you all go getting Y/N drunk and fed..." With a flourish, he produced a box from behind his back—a sleek black leather box wrapped in a crisp white bow, clearly expensive.

“What’s this?” you asked, curious yet hesitant to touch it for fear of breaking something so elegant.

“A gift!” Felix chimed in, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

“Open it!” Seungmin seconded, the excitement evident in his voice.

Encouraged by their enthusiasm, you took the box and carefully unravelled the bow. "You guys didn't have to—" you began, but Minho interrupted.

“Just open the damn thing, Y/N! We wanted to; we wanna see your reaction!” he exclaimed, his excitement palpable.

As you lifted the lid, you were taken aback by the sight of the most exquisite piece of jewellery—a delicate silver chain with a charm of the number eight adorned with tiny diamonds. But that wasn't all. On each side of the number eight were four little stars, each bearing the first initial of one of the members. And at the clasp, a small heart with your initials was nestled.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at each of them, overwhelmed by their thoughtfulness and generosity. Felix took the chain, gently draping it around your neck and clasping it behind your neck.

“Now you know, we care so deeply for you. And you can carry us with you always.” Felix muttered into your ear as he clasped the ends. That was enough to send the tears spilling, happy tears nonetheless. The boys quickly rushed you into a group hug, comforting you with shots and meat to stop the tears. 

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“And that’s basically how it all happened!” Chris finished recounting the crazy events that led you into their lives.

“So you all saw me at the barricade?” you sought reassurance, still incredulous at the serendipitous chain of events.

“How could we not? You looked breathtaking!” Hyunjin confirmed with a fond smile.

“And when I fell over in front of Felix behind the venue?” you continued, needing to validate each twist of fate.

“Fate,” Felix confirmed with a knowing look as if destiny had orchestrated your meeting.

“And when I ended up meeting Chris in the foyer of The Hilton?” you pressed further, trying to make sense of the seemingly random encounters.

“Fate,” IN echoed, his eyes reflecting the profoundness of the moment.

“And the fact your agency dropped out on you the second you found out I worked in the field?” you recounted, still amazed at the synchronicity of it all.

“Fate,” Han chimed in, the word hanging in the air like a whispered prayer to the universe, acknowledging the inexplicable forces that had brought you all together.

“Wait, what about Binnie acting like I was the worst thing he’s ever seen that first night?” you asked, the memory still a little painful despite the joyful recounting of events.

“I was worried, Bunny. A beautiful girl like you in a car full of us. I just didn’t think it was smart at the time,” he explained, his voice sincere as he recalled that initial encounter. “There was just something about you…”

“Fate?” you questioned, a smile spreading across your face as you realised the pattern repeating itself.

He nodded, his expression softening with understanding. “Fate,” he affirmed, the word carrying a weight of acknowledgement and acceptance, as if it explained everything and yet nothing at all.

Suddenly, everyones phones on the table started buzzing relentlessly. It was as if, like something out of a sitcom, you all picked them up. The once joyous faces dropped at the same time, along with yours. A large thud was heard outside, following a lot of loud Korean chatter. You didn’t need to understand the language to know that something was going on.

Breaking News: “Being Stray Kids’ new agency representative seems to come with Benefits!”

Attached are two pictures. The one of Felix placing the necklace around you in the restaurant only a few hours ago. The second of you and Chris holding hands walking into the restaurant.

Shit. 

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[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Day 21: New Discovery

inspired by this art on pinterest!

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𝖑𝖊𝖊: Jisung

𝖑𝖊𝖗: Chan, Minho, and Jeongin

𝖙𝖜: my brainrot on the frickin shirt, the art isn’t mine

𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @dandyboyseungmo @leeknowstan33 @vale-143@wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday

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Jisung winked up at the crowd as they screamed for him. 

The outfit he was wearing today was sure to drive the STAYs absolutely mad, he knew.

The white button up would certainly be weird on its own, but paired with the pants and the bolera, the top looked great. 

The holes in the shirt showed off his upper waist and belly button, with two straps coming from the bottom. 

Jisung was just waiting for the internet to blow up. He loved the outfit, the members loved the outfit, and he was so ready. 

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After the concert was over, Hannie headed backstage to change, but caught the sight of 3 of his members staring at him. 

“Woah.” Minho said. 

Jisung looked all over himself. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. 

Jeongin walked up to him. “I knew your waist was small but hyung? It’s so cute-ahh” He commented with a poke to the older’s belly button. 

Hannie let out a loud squeak. The entire room fell silent. 

“No way.” Lee Know smirked evilly. 

“You’re ticklish?” Chris practically shrieked at the new discovery, immediately running over to the quokka and latching onto his sides. 

Jisung squealed before bursting into loud giggles, squirming and slapping at Chan’s wrists. 

When all three members surrounded the defenseless ace, he knew he was screwed. 

“C-Cmon! You know i’m ticklish!” Han whined as he tried to use his hands to cover up the holes.  

Minho immediately latched onto one, digging his fingers into the ace’s upper ribs. 

“AGGHAHAHA!” Jisung immediately raised his arm to slap the invading hand, but a quick poke to his armpit had his arm slamming down yet again. 

Jeongin immediately aimed for the other hole, drilling his finger in and relishing in the loud cackles the older produced. 

Hannie almost bent over completely, overwhelmed by the bare tickles to his waist. 

Chan poked a singular finger into his belly button. 

Jisung immediately slammed his arms into himself and screamed loudly, trying his hardest to catch one pair of hands.

“AGHANOHOHO! IHIHIT’S BAHAD IHIHIT’S BAHAHAHAD STOHOHOHOP!” 

When Minho and Jeongin involved another hand each, poking into his stomach near his sides, Jisung felt like he was actually going to ascend. 

“HEHEY! NO NOHOHOT THEHEHERE AHAHAHA!” He wrapped his arms around himself and sank to the ground, knees buckling. 

The scribbles to his bare, sensitive skin were unbelievably ticklish, and increasingly unbearable. 

“Ihihit’s tooho muHUHUHUCH! LEE MINHO!” Hannie screeched as Minho’s lips connected to his skin, blowing raspberry after raspberry onto the warmth. 

“AHAHAHA NAHHOHOHO IHIHAAAHHAH PLEHEHAA!” Jisung’s screaming was incoherent as he fell backwards into Channie’s lap, tears falling down his face as Lee Know’s lips only followed. 

When he felt nibbles teasingly tasering his sides, Jisung absolutely howled with laughter, slapping at the older’s head as he tried to stop the buzzing sensations.

“I CAHAHANT TAHAHAKE IHIHIT!”

Soon enough however, Hannie knew he couldn’t handle it anymore, and screeched one last time before falling into silent laughter. 

Minho let up, laughing at how hard Jisung panted. 

“Sorry Hannie. It was a discovery and we couldn’t miss a chance, plus you and your waist are so cute and prettyyyy!”

The ace could feel his face going bright red, and he coughed awkwardly as he stood up to leave. 

“You all are meanies-”  He commented before racing out of there, three boys right on his tail.

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i hope you enjoyed this fic! have a spooky october! ✨🎃

[ciananan]

Meet my Mortal Kombat 1 OC ✨ Ratri ✨ (ruh · tree)

𓆩⚝𓆪 Fun Facts about Ratri 𓆩⚝𓆪

Has trouble with her hearing, so Shang made a device built especially for her.

Her outer garb can expand and helps her float when she swings from one place to other.

She uses her selendang (green wrap) to make herself as a human-size sling shot, pulling and throwing herself. Her yellow garb helps her floats while she's in the air.

Facial expression is so important for her, regarding her hearing, so seeing Shang Tsung always smiling and his dramatic ways of talking made her feel safe and amused around him.

Talking about facial expression, she DESPISES Bi-han. He never put a single ounce of effort when he talks.

She used to judge an individual's personality based on their facial expression when they talk. Despite the fact that Shang Tsung is not a very good person, he was a number one on her good people list.

She's a very kindhearted gal who only goal is to make everyone around her happy.

Shang Tsung was using her at first, but after seeing her dedication and her potential, and after discovering her disability, he took her in and made her his own adoptive-daughter body guard.

Her outfit is inspired heavily by Javanese traditional attire.

Backstory and Relationship with other characters under the cut

𓆩⚝𓆪 Ratri's Backstory 𓆩⚝𓆪

How she joined Shang Tsung, basically the Island where Shang found the abandoned island with powerful magic used to be Ratri's village. The village got destroyed because of the sudden burst of the magic energy. It poisoned the village's main water source, the animals, the plants, basically the whole ecosystem got fucked.

But Ratri here somehow survived, being creative and adventurous, she managed to found another source of water far away but was too late when she returned back to her village to spread the good news (the people ded). She, the protector of the village, failed her task.

When Shang Tsung came to the village, Ratri confronted him asking what was his purpose coming to the island. When Shang said he wanted to research the magic, Ratri misheard it as he wanted so Save the Village. At the end of his research, Ratri was devastated that Shang didn't cure the village. She confronted him again but now Shang Tsung realized there was something wrong with her hearing. So he built a device to help her with her hearing.

Not long, Bi-han came to get Shang Tsung to help him with his experiments and fighting the Shirai Ryu. Ratri now being loyal to Shang Tsung as he literally brought her in, took care of her, and helped her, won't leave him and made an oath to keep him save and protect him from everything that would disturb his safety. So with that, she joined Shang Tsung to the Lin Kuei base in Earthrealm.

𓆩⚝𓆪 Relationship with Shang Tsung 𓆩⚝𓆪

She sees Shang Tsung as a kind man and a life safer. In her culture, yellow and green combo is a symbol of a person with good moral value and it was proven when she thought Shang was going to heal the island. Don't worry, she still sees him as a generous man when he made her a hearing device.

Calls him 'Atsung', she loves making nicknames and she feels it suits him.

Their relationship is like a father and daughter.

Believes everything Shang does as a good deed and for a greater good.

Loves to gossip together, especially about Bi-han and his former enemy, Liu Kang.

𓆩⚝𓆪 Relationship with Bi-han 𓆩⚝𓆪

Absolutely HATES him since he always so stoic.

Watches him 24/7 hence he's so close with Shang Tsung and she knows he has an interest for Shang.

Tries to be nice and kind to him because Shang Tsung told her so. Bi-han is their ally and they're staying at his place, she should show a little bit of hospitality.

When Bi-han and Shang Tsung finally got together, she was so happy for Shang he finally found the one but also devastated because it means she has to protect Bi-han since he officially a part of Shang Tsung.

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If you have anything to ask me about her, I'm always open! ✨

[kokinu09]

Let Go of the Reins || Chapter 7

pairing seungmin x fem!reader

genre strangers to lovers, romance, fluff, slight angst later, happy ending, social media, not meant to be, someday

summary Australia is considered home for two of the eight members. When two tour dates are scheduled for the land down under, the boys can’t help but want to spend a bit more time there to visit family and do a little sightseeing. So how do they convince the company that they need to stay a couple weeks? Filming some SKZ Code episodes.

A local riding school just outside the city with amazing reviews for their skilled instructors and beautiful horses is hosting a very popular kpop group to film their experiences. Y/N knows the group well and she just so happens to be their star working student.

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You and Liv got to the venue early like Seungmin requested, about 2 hours to be exact. If it hadn’t been for the two of you having to get a few things done at the ranch that morning, you probably would’ve been there even sooner. The excitement for the concert causing your body to basically vibrate with anticipation, a permanent smile plastered on your face even as you lugged the massive buckets of feed around the barn in the wee hours of the day.

So far, the experience has been incredible. The STAY that you’ve met are some of the sweetest people; chatting with you and Liv while waiting in concession lines or for merch, complimenting your outfits to no end, and even offering you little freebies for no reason other than the mutual love of Stray Kids.

Every time the most common question in the entire K-pop community is asked, “Who’s your bias?”, you find a certain member's name falling from your lips. The answer should be the same as it’s always been. Bang Chan. You’ve been an unwavering Chan stan for as long as you’ve been listening to Stray Kids. But lately, it seems you’ve had a change of heart.

“So~,” Liv sing-songs and you already know the teasing is about to begin, “your new bias is Seungmin, huh?” Her eyebrows wiggle as you two walk away from another group of friendly STAYs.

“I don’t know why you’re surprised,” you say with a roll of your eyes.

“Oh, I’m not~!” She chirps. “I think it’s super cute!”

“Yeah, and I’m sure Han would be offended that you’ve switched rappers on him.”

“Hey! I told everyone Han is still my bias!” Liv argued with her full chest. Hand fisted on her hips and all.

“Riiight, then shouldn’t that freebie be HanQuokka instead of Dwaekki?” You say, pointing out the little SKZOO inspired pin the talented STAY had just gifted her.

“I—!” She cuts off her own protest, cheeks puffed out in a pout as she crosses her arms. “Maybe Changbin is being a bit of a wrecker lately….” She mumbles with a pink blush spreading across her nose. You do your best to hide your snicker at her expense.

The two of you walk around for a few more minutes but the longer you’re there, the more anxious you’re becoming about these mystery seats that Seungmin has promised. So you decide to make your way to the staircase to meet up with your escort.

When the stairs finally come into sight, you notice a large, like huge, security guard standing just off to the side of it. He’s dressed in all black and a black pair of shades over his eyes, even though he’s inside.

You want to laugh but he is definitely too scary looking to laugh at.

“Think that’s our guy?” Olivia leans in to ask in a hushed tone.

“I’d say so.” You reply, leading the way toward Mr. Scary-Security-Guard.

He seems to be looking for something (or someone) with the way his head is on a swivel until he spots you two approaching. It’s hard not to gulp as you realize how mountainous of a man this guy really is when you get closer. He looks like he could take on the entire stadium if it came down to it.

Was it really necessary for Seungmin to send this guy to walk them to some seats? Did he think they’d get mugged by some STAY along the way? Unlikely.

But you put on a nervous smile anyway and ask, “This is going to sound stupid but…are you here to show us to our seats…?”

The man is stone cold, the firm set of his mouth doesn’t budge even a centimeter. “Are you Y/N?” He asks in a (very intimidating) deep, baritone voice.

“Y-yeah! And this is Liv!” You say, quickly looping your arm with hers so you’re not in the center of attention. He nods his head at the introduction then extends his arm in the direction along the side of the stairs.

“This way ladies.” He says before leading them as they get to walking.

His threatening demeanor alone clears the path for them, everyone content with avoiding getting in his way. The eyes of passersby follow you in curiosity, wondering who you might be to deserve such an escort. You keep your head down and urge your feet to go one foot in front of the other.

All the way until he brought you to an ‘Authorized Personnel Only’ door. You and Liv both stop when he opens it. And he looks back at the two of you expectantly. You glance over at your friend and catch her eying you too. But you decide to trust Seungmin’s word about better seats and continue to follow Mr. Big-and-Grumpy.

The sounds of the three of your footsteps echo around the concrete walls of the service hallway they are now making their way down. You were starting to think there really was something to Seungmin’s suspiciously vague messages.

“So, um, where exactly are we going?” You ask hesitantly.

Your question is met with silence for a long minute. You’re sure he’s not going to answer but then he says, “It was requested that I bring you to meet with the band before escorting you to your actual seats.”

While your mouth drops open in surprise, Liv beside you squeals. “Really?! No way! This is totally awesome!” She cheers, bouncing with each step and tugging on your arm in excitement.

The shock of it slowly wears off and a smile forms on your face instead. An excitement of your own warming your heart and causing the butterflies in your stomach to start fluttering. Seungmin really did make sure he’d get to see you for the show.

The two of you have a pep in your step now, following a little closer behind your escort. No longer fearful of his wrath knowing the guys were expecting you.

“What’s your name, Big Guy?” Liv boldly asks eventually.

After another pause, you wonder if he’s being careful of what he says to you two. But this time he responds quicker. “Smitty.”

“Cool name,” Liv says under her breath.

“It’s nice to meet you, Smitty,” you opt to reply instead.

“Mhm,” he grunts and then another patch of silence falls between you three. You think it will stay that way but then he speaks up again.

“Are you dating,” it barely sounds like a question. And you’re so confused by it that your face scrunches and twists in the most unattractive way.

“Excuse me?”

“Are you dating him,” he clarifies, still not sounding like he’s asking.

“Dating who?” You press, earning a frustrated sigh.

“Seungmin. The one who specifically asked me, their personal security, to bring you to them safely. Are you dating him.”

“No! No, no, I’m not. He wouldn’t—” You were abruptly cut off by your best friend.

“Girl, I’m gonna stop you right there ‘cause yes he would.” Liv says, giving you a seriously nasty glare that you’d be afraid of if you didn’t know her as well as you do. Then she straightens up to address Smitty again. “And what’s it to you anyways? Why would you possibly care who either of them date?”

Her attitude seems to strike a nerve as he stops, you almost bump into his back but thankfully you don’t. He turns to face you and gives Olivia a side eye from overtop the rim of his sunglasses.

“I only ask because I have been working security for these kids for over 2 years for their tours and never once has any of them even remotely done something like this for a girl.” He explains, not looking angry but maybe a bit worried. “He’s a good kid with a big heart. If you’re only in it for the money or the clout, please, just enjoy this concert and part ways with him. He doesn’t deserve to be strung along and hurt like that.”

“Wha—? I would never use him! I bought tickets on my own! I never asked him to bump me into better ones or even to arrange this meet-and-greet!” You’re quick to defend yourself, taking a deep breath to calm down. “I know you’re only saying this because you care, but I intend to stay his friend, or whatever he wants me to be, for as long as he’ll have me. If anyone’s going to get hurt, it’ll be me.”

Your eyes burn with angry tears as you glare up at him. Angry that anyone would take advantage of the guys like that. Angry that people like to act like they know you and make assumptions. Angry that you just spilled your heart out to this stupid security guard and now you feel raw.

Liv’s hand is gentle when it lands on your shoulder, a soft and watery smile on her face when you turn away from Smitty to look at her. And she quickly wraps you in a hug, knowing how big it was for you to admit your feelings out loud like that.

When you hear the man clearing his throat, your attention is drawn back to him. Though your hard eyes and deep frown have returned to your features. He starts to chuckle, which should have pissed you off but it didn’t.

“You’ve got spunk girls.” He says through his laughter, taking a moment to recompose but a smirk still remaining. “And you seem genuine, so I’ll believe you.”

Your shoulders relax, a tension you didn’t even realize you were carrying leaving your body as if getting this man’s approval meant you could get anyone’s. He turns to continue in the direction you all were originally heading but glances over his shoulder at you. “Let’s keep moving. I don’t really wanna lose my job for keeping your boyfriend waiting.” Now he’s teasing you?!

“He’s not my boyfriend!” You groan, earning a giggle from Liv as you follow along anyway.

Willing to give up the argument if it means seeing him a little bit sooner.

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[ericmicael]

A LITTLE TALK ABOUT FROZEN IN LORCANA

This first group of cards is based on "Frozen 1", but Elsa got some cards inspired by "Frozen 2".

ELSA: She has the titles Snow Queen, Spirit of Winter, Ice Surfer and Queen Regent. She is ranked as a Queen.

The first and third art are original visuals. The second and fourth are based on "Frozen 2" (outfit from "Show Yourself" and fight against Nokk). The last two are inspired by "Frozen 1" being the first one "Let it Go".

ANNA: Although Anna's look is inspired by "Frozen 1" she is ranked as a Queen, a small teaser for the set of cards from "Frozen 2".

HANS: Although in the movie he tried to decapitate Elsa using a sword, in his card the slashing weapon looks like it was switched to a dagger due to lack of space.

I admit I'm surprised that there aren't any Trolls cards and especially Oaken who is a very recurrent character. There is only one representation of music like "Let it Go" is also curious, I expected the inclusion of "Love Is an Open Door" (but then we would have 3 Hans cards, and a duet card which is something that the card game only includes ultimately as "A Whole New World").

WHAT CARDS WILL BE PRESENT IN THE FUTURE UPDATE?

Oaken will come and maybe the Trolls will be remembered, but in the latter case it will be more based on his participation in F2 than F1.

Mattias, Bruno and Nokk will definitely come. Gale and Earth Giants have my doubts, but I would bet they come.

Honeymaren and Ryder will come, but Yelana I wouldn't be surprised with her out. Still about Honeymaren, I bet her card will come with a "Brave Warrior" title, I wanted "Wife of the Snow Queen", but that title can be saved for the card based on "Frozen 3".

Runeard, Iduna and Agnarr have a high chance of appearing.

Among the songs, in the first group of cards we only had one song represented, but will we have more this time? The candidates: All is Found, Some Things Never Change, Into the Unknown. When I Am Older, Lost in the Woods, Show Yourself and The Next Right Thing. I think they'll pick just one Elsa solo, Kristoff's for sure coming, I hope Some Things Never Change for Anna, and Olaf will have the one he sings.

An Elsa card I hadn't seen.

On the website there are descriptions of the characters, and in the description of Elsa they mention a certain curiosity. The original rumored "Frozen 1" plot had Elsa turned villainous after being rejected at the altar by a man (Elsa suffered a 180-degree turn in her character), but I've never heard information about that man beyond that, until now. In this website description, one of Elsa's curiosities is the name of this man: Kai. I don't know if this is 100% reliable, but there it is.