#and im not completely satsified

[d1stalker]

ORIGIN sneak peak!

It's going to be somewhere between 12-14k words, depending on how much i edit it. i wanna have it up by tmr evening but idkkkk it might be posted sometime during the weekend !!! I am very busy atm

if you know his origin story, then that's what the plot is very loosely based on (its so un-canon it's funny) but the actual story is a lot more reader focused.

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Before he was known as Logan, or as Wolverine, he was James. 

Your James. 

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It’s quiet in the Howlett estate, the kind of stillness that only comes when everyone has long retired for the night. But while the rest of the mansion sleeps, you remain wide awake. Dressed in your nightgown and nestled under the blankets, you glance at the small, brass pocketwatch resting on your bedside table. The hands read 10:22 PM. Any minute now, you think to yourself. 

Then, like clockwork, you hear it—a faint knock on your door. Three slow, deliberate taps, followed by two quick ones. The secret signal never fails to make you smile. You spring from the bed, feet softly padding across the floor as you hurry to the door. You open it as quietly as possible, your grin widening the moment you see who’s waiting on the other side.

James.

He stands there, tousled brown hair and that familiar mischievous smile that always manages to light up the dim hallway. You’ve known him your entire life, growing up together under the roof of the Howlett mansion. Your parents, both loyal servants to the Howlett family, were fortunate enough to be granted permission raise you alongside their son. From the moment you could walk, you and James were inseparable, sharing countless adventures in the woods, running across the estate’s expansive gardens, and whispering secrets to one another under moonlit skies.

"About time," you whisper, teasing him with a playful glint in your eyes. "You really know how to keep a lady waiting, don’t you?"

A soft snort escapes his lips as he grabs your hand, pulling you gently into the hallway. "My deepest apologies, M’lady," he replies with mock formality, the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement. "I had to... attend to urgent business in the necessary."

You snicker, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "Ah, I see. Was it a fulfilling experience, sir Howlett?"

He glances over his shoulder, rolling his eyes with exaggerated exasperation, though you catch the small smirk tugging at his lips. He doesn’t respond, but his silence confirms everything. 

The rest of the trip is quiet, the two of you moving stealthily through the darkened corridors, careful not to disturb anyone or draw unwanted attention. After all, your mother would certainly disapprove of such late-night rendezvous. It is improper, she would say.

But what choice did you have? The day offered no time for moments like this. You were busy training to take over as the next chief maid, learning the endless routines of the household, while James spent his time with his family or other highborn friends. It was only after hours, when the mansion finally settled, that the two of you could steal away for these secret meetings.

Finally, you reach the gardens. The crisp night air greets you as you slip past the tall hedges, the two of you hidden away from any prying eyes. There’s a familiar sense of peace here, among the fragrant flowers and the towering trees that shield you from the world. James leads you to your usual spot, a stone bench tucked beneath the shadow of the hedges. Wordlessly, he slips off his jacket, draping it over your shoulders before taking a dramatic bow.

"To keep you warm, M’lady," he says softly.

"Hush, James," you murmur, though your words lack any bite. 

You’re grateful, especially as the cool night air nips at your exposed skin. The nightgown, while comfortable, offers little protection against the chill. You pull his jacket tighter around yourself, then pat the empty spot next to you, gesturing to him to sit, to which he does.

“How was your day?" you prompt.

James sighs, leaning back on the bench, his hand casually resting behind you as he stares up at the sky. "Same old, same old," he starts, a familiar twinge of annoyance creeping into his voice. "You know how it is. Dinners with my parents, listening to old men talk about businesses I'll never care about, trying not to fall asleep while they drone on about investments or land expansions. It’s all so posh."

You stifle a giggle, nudging him playfully with your elbow. "Posh, huh? You sound like you're living the dream."

He rolls his eyes dramatically. "If by 'dream,' you mean sitting there pretending to care while wondering how quickly I can escape to see you, then yeah, it's an absolute dream," he says sarcastically.

Laughing softly, you bring your hand up to your forehead, acting distressed. "Oh, how tragic. The poor Lord James Howlett, trapped in a world of lavish dinners and fancy wine. Whatever will you do?"

"Mock me all you want, but it’s unbearable," he groans, leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees. "I hate it. All the stuffy clothes, the fake smiles, the way everyone acts like they're better than everyone else." He pauses for a moment, then glances sideways at you. "You're the only real thing in that entire mansion."

The sincerity in his words makes your heart flutter, and you’re suddenly grateful for the darkness hiding the faint blush creeping up your cheeks. Looking away, you try to play it off. "Well, if that’s the case, I guess I should charge you for my company," you tease coyly.

He lets out a huff of amusement, shaking his head. "I'll pay whatever price you want.”

There's a pause as you both sit in comfortable silence, the cool night air brushing against your skin. Just then, a soft breeze sweeps through the garden, catching the edges of your nightgown and fanning it up slightly. Before you can even react, he swiftly moves his jacket from your shoulders to your lap, covering your legs. His hand lingers, making sure you're covered before he hastily wraps his arm around your shoulders and pulls you close against him.

The warmth from his body contrasts with the cool air, and you can't help but laugh softly at his sudden behaviour. "Wow, you really are a gentleman, James."

He tenses slightly, his grip on your shoulder loosening as he looks away, clearly flustered. "I—I just didn’t want you to get cold," he mumbles, his usual confidence faltering.

You smile at how shy he suddenly seems, leaning your head against his shoulder. "Thank you. It’s sweet."

For a moment, he says nothing, but you can feel the way his heartbeat picks up just a little. Then, almost too quietly, he mutters, "I’d do anything for you."

Your breath catches in your throat, and you tilt your head to look up at him. But you can’t respond, because he clears his throat, looking down at you with a small, sheepish smile. "What about you? Any exciting adventures in the life of a future chief maid?"

You grin, recognizing his attempt to shift the conversation, and decide to let it go for now. "Oh, you know, the usual. A thrilling day of dusting, folding linens, and trying not to spill tea on your mother’s favorite rug."

James chuckles, pulling you a little closer. "Sounds way more exciting than my day."

Neither of you speak, relishing just being in eachother’s presence. 

"So, do tell," you say softly, breaking the silence, "if you could get away from all the fancy dinners and boring conversations, what would you do?"

He smiles slightly, his gaze still fixed on the star-filled sky. "I’d leave. Go far away from here, maybe somewhere quiet. Live in the countryside, where no one cares about wealth or titles." He glances down at you. "Maybe you’d come with me."

You laugh gently. "And who would take care of your family if we both ran off?"

Shrugging, his expression grows more serious. "They don’t need me. Not really. They need someone who’ll do what they want—someone to follow in their footsteps. That’s never been me."

There’s a weight in his words, and you feel a pang of sympathy for him. You’re about to respond, to tell him you understand more than he realizes, when—

BANG.

[lazyveran]

what are katara and azula's favorite things about each other's culture? least favorite?

oooh excellent question!

for katara, her favourite thing about the fire nation is probably their sense of romance. it really pervades nearly everything in the fire nation. (this is all hc i fear BUT) the fire nation has an obsession with passion; be it the physical form in an ever-so-obvious erotic fixation with strong powerful (naked) bodies, the visual language of someone through clothing colour and manner, even violence and death - the fire nation weaves romance through everything, all behind these layers of disicipline and self control. fire nation arts are therefore prolific in every level of society and known to be MELODRAMATIC AS HELL. they adore poetry, theatre, performance, all of it, with romantic tragedy at the core. what im essentially saying is the fire nation is both somehow repressed and obssessed with emotion, and katara resonates with that. she's a romantic at heart herself, and this kind of thing is really attractive to her. of course, it's only once she understands the fire nation that she really falls in love with their ideas of love

her least favourite? where to start! the fire nation's militantism, their bone tight grip on self control, the professional distance expected between everyone who isn't family (and everyone who IS family), the fixation on hierarchy within every level of society. their violent discipline, the dehumanisation of it's leadership figures, their obsession with fighting, death and war, and so on and so on. katara has a big issue with a LOT of the fire nation, though admittedly some of this is her stubborn refusal to understand or adjust her own world image. the fire nation is so unapologetically violent to itself, and as a healer she HATES that. she cant wrap her head around it. just STOP KILLING EACH OTHER.

i think the crux of it is that she simply can't understand how the fire nation expects complete self containment and obedience, all in the pursuit of a rigid sense of order (to avoid the harm that fire causes by it's very nature). it's just... not something she's ever had to contend with. water can't burn a country to the ground with an accidental spark, afterall. from her own cultural background all these rules and complications is a complete anthesis. she thinks its really stupid, honestly

for azula, there's honestly a lot she respects about the water tribes. most of all is their way of life, the tribes are chiefly hunters that harmonise with their environment. in that way, they take up an 'apex' role, and are intimately involved in the cycle of life. birth, living, death, the tribes slip into each role as both a teacher and a student. and i think that kind of simplicity of life impresses azula - the strong and the weak, the community, the easy way everything fits, that everything is used and appreciated. there's no sense of excess, really, to the water tribes and it's deeply satsifying for her. plus, for a princess that's trapped up in a thousand barriers in her own society? i think she's fascinated with the tribes way of allowing oneself to BE oneself. (there's that fire nation romanticism too)

what azula dislikes about the tribes? there's no certainty about them. the community and it's needs are fluid and adaptable. they don't have hierarchy, rules, rigid centuries old protocals to follow. she hates that. they don't have a formal military, they don't have an independant judicial body, they don't have a formal branch of religion. as much as the tribe fits into a harmonisiation with the world, azula wants RULES. she wants ORDER. she wants DISICIPLINE. the water tribe has NONE of that, there's little to no lines in the sand dictating who and what. its so frustrating for her. it's basically just azula not understanding how the water tribes can function as an ever changing thing. shes like a fish out of water (forgive the pun), as her entire life is defined by rules and absolutes.

also, and more pettily, azula is a traditionalist that actually adores the tech and metal of the modern fn age. where's her central heating?? what do you mean they only have a central fire for warmth?? she wants a SPA, NOW. shes a brat

[rillette]

I colored it and added internal dialogue o7 

[sunarc]

I fricking loved ur kids walking in on the act HQ boys. I died laughing! I’d love to see one with Osamu and Atsumu

HQ Boys Child Interrupting During The Act PT4

A/N: Im so happy you guys are enjoying the HQ boys children catching them in the act but this is going to be the last part in the series simply because I’m running out of ideas that aren’t repetitive so I’m so sorry to everyone who’s ask I didn’t get to about characters in this scenario but I do hope you guys enjoy this last part.

Characters: Ushijima + Atsumu + Osamu

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Ushijima

↣ Ushijima usually has a deadpan expression but when he sees your small doe eyed child call out his name he almost looks like he’s seen a ghost

↣Ushijima is very straight forward and that forthrightness doesn’t end in situations like this please take over the explanation because Ushijima will attempt to explain sex

↣ You were caught in missionary, legs wrapped around Ushijima with his ass out in the open visible to anyone who walked in

↣Ushijima wants to call Tendou to ask for advice but you have to convince him that Tendou would be way worse in this situation

Ushijima grinded down into you, head in the crook of your neck as he sucked marks on your skin. You moaned at the feeling and wrapped your legs around him in an attempt to pull him closer needing him deeper inside of you. You hadn’t realized the small voice that came from the door frame unlike Ushijima who had stopped thrusting causing you to groan.

“Little baby why aren’t you in bed.” Ushijima said grabbing covers to hid his naked body. His face was covered pink and his eyes were wide. You looked up towards him confused

“What are you- oh my god” you yelp upon seeing your child finally. You hid your face behind a pillow too embarrassed to look at your child.

“What are you doing, you were so loud”

Ushijima rolled over from on top of you and grabbed his pants to put on.

“We were… well…” He sat down and folded his hand as he starred at your child with a look of shame mixed with his normal expressionless face.

“Let me tell you about the story of the birds and the bees”

“No!” you yelled shushing him before he could begin.

“We um… we were uh well my muscles were sore so daddy was helping me… a massage! Thats what it was” You said smiling at your explanation hoping for it to be believable.

“Daddy must be really good at massages. Feel better mommy” your child said as they closed the door heading back to bed.

“We could have told the truth” Ushijima turned towards you

“We were not going to tell them about ‘the birds and the bees’” you said putting air quotes around birds and the bees.

“I guess in a way I was giving you a massa-”

“Go to bed Toshi”

Atsumu

↣Atsumu was caught going down on you. Your legs were spread ankles on his shoulder while Atsumu hummed in satisfaction at your taste

↣Atsumu is a flustered mess, he’s stuttering so much and he almost walks over to your child still fully undressed, please help him

↣Atsumu is a terrible liar, his excuse almost makes you laugh because its so long and unbelievable, it’s either he’s telling a complete lie or blubbering out the truth like he’s confessing to a crime.

↣Atsumu has the nerve to ask ‘what are you doing here?’ like your child doesn’t live there

Atsumu licked relentlessly at your core humming to himself satsifyed with the moans you were releasing. His mind was so filled with lust and determination to make you cum that he didn’t hear the small tapping at the door, he didn’t realized that your hands were slapping his shoulder not because you were so engulfed in pleasure but because your sweet small child was creeping past the door rubbing their sleepy eyes calling out your name.

“Mommy?” their voice was soft.

Your eyes were wide as you tapped Atsumu’s shoulder with one hand and reached to grab covers to hide the two of you with the other.

Atsumu looked up at your child and jumped to his feet.

“Baby um-uh what-why are ya up?” Atsumu asked in the softest voice he could muster. You gathered clothes and began tossing them to Atsumu but he was already headed to your child bare ass still out.

“T’sumu! Clothes!” you yelled before he could continue stuttering out an excuse.

Atsumu stopped in his tracks and you didn’t know it was possible but his cheeks grew almost redder than a tomato.

Atsumu grabbed a pair of joggers and hopped on leg trying to get into them while simultaneously attempting to put together an explanation.

“We were just- um Mommy felt something crawl into her pajama’s and um ‘a was just checking to make sure we got whatever it was out… I had to take mine off too so that it didn’t get me” Atsumu turned to you with a confident smile only to see you holding your face in your hand shaking your head.

“Oh did ya find it ?” Your child said in an upbeat tone with a hint of worry laced in their voice.

“Yup we did now lets get you back to bed” Atsumu lifted your child up and making funny noises causing them to giggle.

When he came back you were sitting on the bed still in shock

“I cant believe that actually worked” Atsumu said sliding next to you

“I know I thought they had my brains but I guess their just like their daddy”

“Yup just like - wait what’s that supposed to mean?”

Osamu

↣ Osamu is like Atsumu in terms of being flustered. He’s tripping over his words looking around the room trying to find an explanation as if it’ll be written on the walls

↣You were caught getting stretched out with Osamu at the edge of the bed holding your ankles up on his shoulder while he thrusted in and out of you

↣ It’s almost like Osamu is frozen because he just stares at the door mouth agape with a face filled with a combination of shock and horror

↣Osamu could melt at the scene with the amount of embarrassment that’s radiating through him

Osamu pace was fast as he thrusted into you kissing your calf that rested on his shoulder. You head was thrown back as you arched your back and gripped at the sheets. Your moans echoed through the room as you begged Osamu for more. You both were so immersed in pleasure that neither of you seemed to hear or recognize the door opening to a small child excitedly calling your name. You jumped at the voice quickly backing away from Osamu who was flushed red unable to look at your wide eyed child and the tall yellow haired figure that stood behind them with the same flushed look.

“W-what are ya doing back” Osamu asked confused his voice higher that usual. He had sent your child off to stay with Atsumu for the weekend yet, here they were watching as you and Osamu scurried to find clothes to cover your naked bodies.

“We ran outta snacks” Atsumu said in a nonchalant voice holding your child closed to his body to hide the scene from him. “Come on mini ‘samu we’ll let your parents finish… exercising” the smirk on his face was wide.

You groaned into the nearest pillow feeling embarrassment flood through you.

“Atsumu is dead” you both mumbled out simultaneously.

You gathered you clothes and both sheepishly walked into the kitchen where Atsumu had your child sitting on a counter and he rummaged through the cabinets searching for food.

“Atsumu I thought we banned you from the kitchen” Osamu grumbled

“Mommy how was your exercise” You almost froze at the question

“G-good” you said voice betraying you

Atsumu walked passed you towards the living room but not without one of his famous sarcastic comments

“I didn’t know you could bend like that Y/N”

“A dead man… Atsumu thats what you are” Osamu voice came booming behind him as he chased him to the living room and you were almost reminded of their high school antics.

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[kpopsmutfactory]

Thank you so much for requesting, I hope that you will be satsified.💞 I made the reader their girlfriend in this reaction, I hope that's okay! (Sorry for taking so long by the way!)

- Daisy.🌻

EXO REACTION TO THEIR S/O SINGING AND BEING TEASED ABOUT IT:

♡ Minseok ♡

Minseok and you would be tidying up the dorm together while having some music on in the background. When one of your favorite songs came on you began singing along and Minseok stopped everything that he was doing, his mouth hanging open as he was so amazed. You didn’t notice this until Jongin and Kyungsoo came inside of the dorm, immediatly laughing at his expression, which caused you to stop and look over at him. “Ah hyung you look so funny, and by the way- why are your cheeks red?~” Jongin would walk closer to him and poke one of his cheeks, which caused Minseok to slap his hand away. “YAH! Am I not allowed to be amazed by my girlfriend’s voice?” He would probably try to act cool but on the inside he would be embarrassed to death and would more likely run away and hide for a while, poor boy.

♡ Junmyeon ♡

He would be so proud and satsified with you singing for him. You would probably be chilling in the living room of the dorm or something like that and when you started to sing for him he would become quiet and just stare at you in awe as he listened carefully. When Sehun and Chanyeol suddenly entered the room and saw him being like this, they would start to giggle and tease him about it. “Woah! This is so unusal for our hyung! Ah- is he blushing?!” they would come closer and study his face, meanwhile Junmyeon just gave them a death glare asdfghj. In the end he would probably not say much against it and just let them do whatever. He loves your voice and he isn’t embarrassed to show that!

♡ Yixing ♡

You had decided to come and visit Yixing during dance practice to cheer him on a bit, plus he wanted your opinion on a new coreography that he made. After a while he began to do some freestyle do random songs and you added one of your favorite ones in the queue and when it came on you began to sing along without really thinking about it. Yixing stopped dancing and looked over at you, being all amazed by your vocals. Suddenly, Sehun who went to the restroom a few minutes earlier, came back and stopped as he saw Yixing’s expression, grinning to himself. “Yah, if you stare at your girlfriend like that she will be creeped out” he joked and Yixing came back to reality, his cheeks turning pink. “I’m sorry- you just sounded so amazing, and I never heard you sing before so” He would be all shy about it and honestly you would only find him super adorable.

♡ Baekhyun ♡

You borrowed the shower at the dorm as you wanted to wash up before going to work, and as you had wrapped an towel around your body and stood in front of the mirror to do your makeup, Baekhyun peeked inside, hoping that he could catch a glimpse of your body. You had opened spotify to listen to some music while getting ready and started to sing along with one of the songs, not noticing your boyfriend. He had completely forgotten about the reason he actually peeked inside and simply just stood there now, his mouth hanging open. All of a sudden, Chanyeol walked by and crooked a brow, suddenly laughing as he saw a glimpse of Baekhyun’s face and you finally noticed your boyfriend. “What are you doing? Shouldn’t you let your girlfriend have some privacy after showering?” Baekhyun widened his eyes and looked back at Chanyeol, completely ignoring his teasing. “YAH! WhY ARe YOU lookING at MY GIRLfriend WHeN shE’s ONLy In A ToWEL??!!” Baekhyun would attack his taller friend and you would just look at them, feeling extremely confused.

♡ Jongdae ♡

He would be kind of similar to Minseok. When the two of you had decided to have an indoor-date at the dorms and watch a movie together, you began to sing along with one of the songs that played during the credits, since it was one of your favorites. Jongdae’s eyes got big and he looked over at you in shook since this was the first time he heard you sing. He was lowkey disappointed that you never showed your angelic voice to him before though haha. ANywas, Baekhyun would enter suddenly and when he saw Jondae’s face he would laugh out loudly, pointing over at him. “Ah Jongdae- you look so funny! Your eyes like THIIIS big” He would imitate his friend and Jongdae would come back to reality and snap at him. “HEY! I’m allowed to enjoy my girlfriend’s singing voice, aren’t I? Leave us be you idiot” He would be lowkey shy about it and hide in your shoulder and all you could was to giggle, rubbing his arm. “Did you really enjoy it?” you would ask him and Jongdae nodded. “Yes.. can you sing for me more often please?”.

♡ Chanyeol ♡

You were chilling in his studio and Chanyeol had suddenly asked you to sing a part of a new song he were currently writing, wanting to hear it someone else’s voice than his own. He knew that you could sing because he heard you before but damn- he didn’t remember you being this good??? He would freeze and just look at you, a slight blush creeping up on his lil cheeks. He wouldn’t notice how Junmyeon stepped inside as he came back to grab his waterbowl that he had forgotten here earlier, but instead of just taking it and leave he would stop and laugh at Chanyeol’s face. “Yah Y/N, it looks like you got Chanyeol in a trance or something”. You would stop and look over at your boyfriend who snapped back from his little moment and his cheeks would be even pinker, but he didn’t answer his hyung and just let him grab the bottle before peeking at you. “Maybe you want to sing the whole song once it’s finished? It really suits your voice” he would say with a shy smile. 

♡ Kyungsoo ♡

You had slept at the dorm and both you and Kyungsoo were currently getting ready for the date that you had planned to on today. As you did your makeup you hummed on a song and eventually started to sing, and Kyungsoo would stop whatever he was doing and just look over at you. He would be proud and so happy, since you had mentioned that you were kind of shy singing in front of others plus- your voice was lovely. He would have a little smile on his face and just watch you for some time, listening carefully, when he suddenly got interrupted by Jongin as he laughed. “I didn’t know that you could look like this hyung, and ah- your cheeks are all pink..!” Kyungsoo would drop his smile and slap the younger member’s arm, giving him a deathglare, a much more common expression for him. “Shut up and mind you own bussnies” he would say and push Jongin away asdfghjk.

♡ Jongin ♡

Just like with Yixing and his S/O- you would have decided to come visit Jongin during dance practice, and you had taken the opportunity to prepare some food and give it to him. As you guys had finished eating he began to practice again but suddenly something went wrong with the speaker and no sound came out. “I can sing something for if you’re fine with dancing slow for a bit” you hummed and Jongin thought why not and let you start., thinking it was a nice idea. He had never heard you sing though and as you began he couldn’t move at all, not even if he tried. He was too amazed by how good your voice sounded and he would just stare at you. He would get interrupted by Jongdae though, who were currently chilling on one of the couches, crooking a brow. “Yah, weren’t you supposed to dance or what?” Both you and Jongdae shared a laugh and Jongin would just blush, hiding his face. “Ahh I’m sorry, I was so surprised-”

♡ Sehun ♡

This litle bub would be super shy, obviously. So he basically had invited you to the studio because he missed you and wanted some company and you gladly came. As he was on his computer and tried to work on a new song, he had put on some music in the background meanwhile and you started to sing along with the one currently playing since you liked it a lot. Sehun would stop and look up at you, blinking. Why had he never heard you sing before? YOUR VOICE WAS AMAZING. He would be shook and just sit there until Baekhyun came inside, tilting his head. “If I would be Y/N, I would be pretty creeped out about you staring at me like that, just saying” You would stop singing and Sehun would hide his face in his hands, feeling how his cheeks started to burn. “Aish- I was just so surprised..! Your voice is really nice Y/N” he would peek at you through his fingers.

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