#anyway i told them i loved their outfit and they said they liked my hat :D

[puppyluver256]

Saw this cool person at the grocery store today c:

[itstheghostofmypast]

His Little Cowboy

(College AU) Choi San x (f)Reader

Summary: It turns out that beards aren't as bad as misinterpreting a text, especially when you want to introduce your lover to your friends. Or maybe don't plan on doing that in a themed college party?

Genre: Hurt Comfort

Word Count: 2.8K

Est. Read Time: 15 min

Warnings: mentions of alcohol

Rating: PG-17

Networks: @cromernet @k-labels @san-network

Linked With: 22.59

A/N: Shout out to @yessa-vie straight up digging up the cowboy pics for me. The number of times I listened to this song- @edenesth , is to be blamed.

Moving past the sweaty bodies she groaned, inwardly grimacing at the stench of alcohol, cheap perfume and oh god please don't let that be puke. This is not how she wanted to spend her weekend, but ever since that dinner where the two had confessed to each other, San had been persistent about them making a public appearance together, slight problem though- he was popular, Mr. Charming, Mr. Optimism, Mr- WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE!?

With a scoff she jumped over some knocked-out dude, really leave it to Choi San to call her to a party and then not answer his phone- even so, he had wanted her to meet his friends, a very...very intimidating group of loud, popular, good looking guys, truth be told most of them already were in a relationship, which would explain why San was more persistent in giving them an official label, not that she would mind that, she loved him unconditionally, a feeling that had blossomed ever so slowly but hit her like a truck once it began to flow over, which is why...she had agreed to this stupid idea...which is why she had agreed to this...to coming here...to wearing such an outfit. 

Standing on her toes she tried to spot her lover, who was supposed to be dressed as a cowboy in black; leave it to college parties to have the weirdest theme- it wasn't even Wild West, well, it was, but they called it 'Outlaw themed'. The theme itself was off-putting due to several historical events but who was she to say no when he had asked her so politely, so quietly, with his face buried in the crook of her neck in the late hours of the night as her fingers played with his short locks, humming when he mumbled against her skin, squeezing her closer as he asked her to attend this party with him, he'd even tell her what to wear, which was odd for when she had read the text the next morning really did confuse her, but agreed anyway- God her face was so itchy- OH SAN!

"SAN!" She called out, smiling when he turned around, eyes scanning the sea of bodies for her. Waving her arm in the air she walked closer to the man in the black cowboy hat, though his eyes never landed on her, instead, he was still looking around. With a huff she squeezed past a couple and almost tripped, only to collide with his chest- bare chest? Her eyes widened at the man, hands instinctively gripping onto the attire- a cropped leather waistcoat? Staring up at him she licked her chapped lips, tugging on the coat gently as he frowned down at her, why did he look...confused? Was he...upset she actually showed up? To be honest, she didn't have time to divulge her insecurities because the vest was distracting, the tussles were caressing her face and the bandana just made her Sannie look like-

"You lost there, buddy?"

Buddy?

"We thought you were dating someone? What are you collecting little boys for- oh wait the beard means you're a big boy right, partner?" Her head whipped in the direction of the voice, is that Wooyoung? Wait, little boy...my god.

"Sannie! It's me!" She squeaked cupping his face as he stiffened, before she felt him gently squeeze her waist, moving closer to her face before his expression morphed into pure disgust- "What the hell are you supposed to be!?" He whined, ignoring the way Wooyoung had burst out laughing, not stopping when his own partner slapped his shoulder, asking him not to embarrass San and his girlfriend even more.

"Like you said! A cowboy!"

.

They had moved to a quieter area of the house, one with proper lighting and- kitchen, all of them had crowded the kitchen, with her sitting on a counter as San glared at her, arms crossed over his chest.... how could someone look so nice in such poor lighting.

"Well?"

"Huh?" 

"What are you supposed to be?" He asked in a low tone, ignoring how his friends were still snickering behind him. It amazed her how he was still towering over her, like that, kind of making her feel smaller than usual, twiddling her thumbs she mumbled "A cowboy...Sannie...you said let's go as a cowboy couple."

A deep laugh resonated from behind the man as she peaked up to find one of them, Seonghwa, who chuckled when their eyes met, only for him to give her a gentle smile, though she could see the glint in his eyes, a little teasing swirling within his orbs, but the angel, his angel, sitting next to him squeezed his hand, begging him to not make it worse.

"What- I? What!?" He gasped, arms flailing around to emphasize whatever the hell he was trying to say as she shrugged, "I SAID A COWBOY COUPLE!?"

"Yeah, and I am one."

"That usually means a guy and his girl!"

 "You realise the actual number of cowgirls was less, if not nonexistent, and usually they did all the work but got little to no credit. This is exactly why these parties confuse me, are we glorifying misogyny?" She deadpanned, pointing to her fake beard causing him to facepalm, never had he met someone so smart yet so stupid- and to think he loved her? Who's the bigger fool here?

"I love how both of you are majoring in communication but aren't able to communicate with each other."

Her lips quirked downwards at that statement, feeling the weight of it hanging in the air- oh- so he wanted her to dress up like those sexy cowgirls...well he should've just said that! Even though she would want to say no, she would have done it anyway because it was for him. That's when it hit her, he wanted to introduce her to his friends too, and while all their significant others were dressed for the occasion, she looked like a hobo, with her baggy cowboy outfit, giant hat and well...the beard. Shit. This was not good, this was not good at all, she misread the situation again- what kind of girlfriend chooses to look unpresentable? What if he thinks she did this to embarrass him- hell he has every right to be upset with her-

"What?"

The sharp tone of his caused her eyes to flicker up from her lap to his face, gut twisting at the way he had turned back to stare at Wooyoung, his cold glare making the other one let out a nervous chuckle, wait no, he shouldn’t take the anger out on his friend, especially when it is her fault for just assuming what he meant- man this beard was itchy.

“I’m just saying…” Wooyoung shrugged, before looking around at everyone, most of whom were now engaged in talking to each other or on their phones, then back at San, who was still glaring at him. Sure, he wanted them to meet his girlfriend, and sure he was upset that she chose the wrong time to misread the situation, but that did not give anyone the right to humiliate her more than she already had done to herself-

“San-ah…” she whispered, gently nudging his leg with her foot, trying to talk to him, whispering, “I can go back and change…” Nah, she was just gonna dip and not come back, probably telling him how she got abducted by aliens by leaving him a note and disappearing because this was a moment of peak embarrassment-

“Your beard’s really cool, what did you use?”

“Huh?” moving to the right her eyes met a certain blonde man’s- she’d never heard Hongjoong speak before, well that’s because in any class the two shared he’d be sitting quietly at the back, “Oh um…facial glue.”

“Woah, you glued it?” He asked, moving closer to inspect it then hummed, “Dedication.”

“I mean she did fool Sannie here,” Seonghwa added, his angel sitting next to him nodding as she hummed in agreement, “It's an A for effort, I kind of wished I went for something similar.”

“I know right!” the girl who had been glaring at her idiotic boyfriend- the idiot was Wooyoung- for upsetting San added, “I was impressed- we should’ve done this, would’ve been so cool.”

She only smiled at their kind words, a bit upset about how she let him down, but hey, at least they were enjoying it. That was all it took for the awkwardness to fade though, perhaps with the help of the other women involved, the conversation had begun to flow smoothly, each one slowly introducing themselves, most men did constantly talk about the beard, but when it came to Jongho, San’s gym buddy – who she wanted to thank because, lord bless, the way her man had beefed up, she’d make sure Jongho and San never quit being friends- he did point out how “They’re all jealous they can’t grow beards as thick as yours- you pulled it off better than most of them could too.”

The causal chatter thus turned into loud, yet fun banter, her laughter causing San, who had been quietly standing next to her, back leaning against the counter she was sitting on, to look at her, chatting with the rest of them like they had been friends for years. Truth be told he found it amusing, no he loved it, how even at this point, knowing she made a mistake she was honest enough to tell him her opinion, about how she felt about the whole theme parties- communication was never really the problem if you ask him, perhaps it was the intent to make the other happy, that would cause problems, the fear of disappointing the other. No one really said that the girls should come dressed as sexy cowgirls or cowgirls at all, and the effort she had put into the outfit made him realise how this was the first party she had ever attended. He remembers how in the earlier days of their relationship, she had mentioned how she’d never been invited to a party, themed or not, not that she would ever go to one- though he had shushed her and promised to take her to one, but for almost four years she had been avoiding it- well perhaps she said yes, this time because they were an official item now, and not just a fling. That made him feel worse, he had spent 20 minutes of her ‘partying time’, arguing with her over something so stupid. He could only sigh at the way he ended up with someone who was only book smart but an idiot otherwise, someone who was so stubborn yet so caring, someone who would try their best to meet his expectations- even if it meant glueing a beard-

“Ow! San!” she hissed, rubbing her cheek before slapping his hand away, causing everyone else to stop talking and look at their friend, who held a tuft of black synthetic hair pinched between his fingers.

“You okay, dude?” Wooyoung asked as San frowned at the hair and then back at her, mumbling, “My god, this really is glued isn’t it?”

“YAH THINK?” she yelled before snatching the torn piece from his hand as she pouted at it, “What is wrong with you~” she whined only to be cut off by Mingi, who she had learnt was one of the noisiest and nosiest friends, spoke up, “The real question is, is San going to kiss her with the beard on?”

She looked up at him eagerly, batting her eyelashes at him, his eyes widening at the realization of how she was still able to look so cute; this was the exact same look she’d give him every time she knew she was winning, when she knew he’d give into her every whim, the look that would make him feel like he was the most important thing to her in the entire universe- maybe he really was- and for this very reason his head jerked to the side as he broke eye contact, knowing if he kept looking at her for a second longer, maybe he would’ve kissed her right there and then, in front of everyone, even though he knew how public display of affection was not her cup of tea. Even if touch was his love language, he knew she’d bask in it and ask for it behind closed doors, so the kiss right now was more of a way of satisfying the people around them, a way of satisfying him, as if she were trying to make it up to him, for misinterpreting the situation, for which she would choose to come out of her comfort zone just for, just to let him know how much he meant to her- god, he really did love her. The group broke out in laughter, causing San’s face to turn red, almost the same colour as her shirt.

She reached for him, fingertips brushing against his arm, causing him to stand up straight clearing his throat as he mumbled, “I’m gonna get you something to drink, stay with them,” as he left the kitchen, ignoring the ‘boo’s’ he was receiving from his friends- he was desperate to introduce her to his circle of friends, but he also forgot how bloody annoying they could be, teasing him at any moment given, hell they had even made a big deal out of his outfit for today, claiming how he ‘was trying so hard to impress her’, adding the ‘Sannie, you know she likes smart guys- oh wait, no maybe that’s not true since you’re in the picture’.

Sighing he looked at himself in the mirror, why was his face so pink? He had been washing his face for God knows how long, trying to calm down, trying to not think about how now everyone knew about his secret little lover, how they’d steal her attention, how they’d make sure she’d be involved in every activity, which was a good thing, but he was her Sannie! How could be her Sannie with them always around- oh my god, get a grip-did he turn redder? All he did was drink apple juice- shit, he had to get her something to drink!

Slamming open the door he stumbled out only to halt at the sight of the bearded cowboy- oh his bearded cowboy who was frowning up at him, causing him to pout at her, somewhat guilty for leaving her hanging and-

“Is the beard really bothering you this much?”

“No, they’re bothering me.”

“Huh?” she looked up at him as if he had spoken French, “What do you mean? I thought they liked me?”

“They do like you.” He sighed, reaching for her hand as he began to walk towards the nearby terrace, knowing it would be empty since the party was downstairs, sliding open the door he slipped outside pulling her out with him as he made her sit on one of the outdoor chairs, kneeling in front of her on the ground as he held her hands, looking up at her, “I’m afraid they like you so much that I won’t get to be myself around you, you know?” he mumbled before placing her hands on his cheeks, causing her to giggle and squeeze his face.

“Aww, Sannie, you don’t have to worry about that, I’m just glad they don’t think I’m weird.”

“They definitely think you are weird.” He mumbled out, only for her to squish his cheeks harder, leaning down to peck his puckered lips before letting go, though he pulled her back, his hand resting at the back of her neck, giving it a gentle squeeze, holding her still as he brushed his lips against hers, “This beard is really annoying.”

“And here I thought you wouldn’t kiss me with it glued to my face.” She whispered, grateful to finally have a moment of peace with him, a moment where they could just be themselves, “Next time, just come over and tell me what to wear.”

“Nah, I think I like this look on you,” He perked up, pecking her lips once more, causing her to let out a giggle, arms wrapping around his neck, about to ask him about the reason behind his choice of clothes when she was cut off, by a very noisy Mingi who’s hollering could be heard as he ran away,

“FOUND THEM! YA’LL OWE ME! HE’S TOTALLY INTO THE BEARD!”

Shaking her head in disbelief, she stood up, helping him up as well as she squeezed his hand, causing him to look at her, a pout already present on his face, dreading what was to come next, “Ready for a shit ton of teasing?”

“Not really.” He mumbled as he sighed, causing her to let out a chuckle as she dragged him back downstairs to the noisy group who was oh so ready to tease the hell out of their ‘Sannie’ and his little cowboy.

Taglist: @edenesth @yessa-vie @spooo00oky @mlysalt @the-kpop-simp

[boydepartment]

hellllloo I love ur texts so much!! can I request a text where the enha boys are maybe busy and you ask them for a favor and they drop everything for you (just them being whipped)

1-800- whipped

a/n: OMGGGGGGG ANON TYSM AND YES OF COURSE! whipped is so like UGH i would die if someone was whipped for me

warnings- none :3

MASTERLIST

jungwon-

in the next few minutes jungwon was at your door, you laughed when you saw his hair all disheveled due to rushing. it was so cute. you both sat down by the coffee table and you opened up your laptop to show him the subject. while explaining you couldn't help but start gigging. jungwon turned his head in confusion. "what?" he asked, a small smile now gracing his features. "i just think it's cute how you rushed over to help me." the second you said this you saw jungwon mumble something and his ears flushed red. which made you giggle more. "okay so molecular biology-"

heeseung-

heeseung had your location and saw you were at the library, he rushed over and saw you struggling to carry all your books and bags. "what's all this baby?" he asked as he started grabbing a few things for you. your eyes lit up when you looked up at him, "the library needed money and so they did a sale of books! i think i bought too many though!" you pouted slightly. heeseung smiled and pulled down his mask to peck you on the lips real quick. "i don't think you bought too much, i think its cute."

jay-

about 45 minutes later, there was a knock on your appartement door and you rushed over. your socks pattering against the wood as you swung open the door you saw your boyfriend with groceries. you smiled at him and let him in. "thank you baby!" you giggled and closed the door behind him. "i picked up some fresh ingredients for your favorite." jay set the bags on the counter and turned around to talk more to you but you just tackled him in a hug. "i love you." jay smiled down at you and kissed your head, "i love you more."

jake-

when jake got to your home you rushed him upstairs. he saw the lights you wanted to hang up in the loft for christmas. he put his hands on his hips and pouts his lip out. "baby i dont know if i can like..." you grinned at him, "oh dont worry!" you dug under your desk and pulled out a pair of heels. jake immediately grinned back. "oh my god okay! make sure to take photos too!"

sunghoon-

sunghoon showed up to your hotel room as you came with them on a trip to film an en-oclock. you let him in your hotel room and he was really giddy to pick out your outfit. "is this for our dinner tomorrow?" sunghoon asked as he sat down. you nodded and rushed into the bathroom to change into your dress and jacket. "okay ignore that i don't have any makeup on! which shoes are better for this outfit? and should i wear a hat?" "you look beautiful!" sunghoon grinned, you whined and told him to pay attention. "okay okay! no hat and the black shoes!"

sunoo-

you met sunoo at this cafe and sat down at a table. "okay my love! what do you need help with?" he asked and sipped his coffee. "i wanted to talk to you and ask you this in person..." you bit your lip, "my parents want you to come home with me for the holiday and it's really important to me..." sunoo's eyes lit up, "OF COURSE!" he spoke really loudly which gained attention from people. you smiled at him. "thank you, i'm sorry i got nervous and wanted to ask you in person!" sunoo grabbed your hand, "it's okay! i needed a break anyways!"

riki-

you sat down with your coffee at the kitchen island, you decided to work on homework since your nails were not going to be painted today. or so you thought. a ring at your doorbell startled you, both your parents were at work, so it was a little scary getting a ring. you walked to the door and peeked your head, "hello....?" "y/n let me in im freezing!" riki mumbled behind his mask. you grinned and let him in. "soooo why are you here?" you asked as you followed behind him after he took off his beanie and scarf. "to paint your nails obviously, i even picked up a few colors..." he mumbled.

[takenbypeter]

Hey! Jumped on the Wonka train since yesterday and had two thumbs up! Can I request a Wonka x single mom reader where during the course of the movie they’ve built up a bit of a flirtation/relationship and he bonds with her kid (s) bc of course they love the magician with chocolate who makes their mama smile. Specifically I’m looking for like a scene towards the end of the movie or post-canon where he expresses interest in adopting her kid (or kids) and of course marriage so they can all be one real happy family together. Sorry if that description’s a lot

Beginnings of a New Dream

Willy Wonka x reader

Words: 1780

Ahhh this one is so bad 🙈 I tried with this one but honestly I hate it, Idk I think it's cause I can't relate to parent fics so I just suck at them but still I wanna thank you for requesting

“Where is he?” You said to yourself, as you turned around in search of the young child. You’ve left him alone only for one second and now, poof, he’s nowhere in sight. 

Your eyes scanned your surroundings quickly until it spotted a familiar tiny figure standing upright among the white snow and you wasted no time to catch up. 

“There you are,” you breathed out, worried tone evident in your voice, “I told you to stay put,” you reminded, before noticing the stranger who was with him. 

The unknown man was wearing a tattered overcoat, along with a worn out top hat. His outfit was very…unusual, to say the least. And he was quite handsome.

But what concerned you the most, was his outstretched hand which held a small piece of wrapped candy. 

You glanced at your son who was already chewing on what you could assume was a different piece, then back at the stranger who instantly understands how bad this looks. 

“I’m sorry, I haven’t properly introduced myself. My name is Willy Wonka and I’m a chocolatier hoping to open my own shop very soon.”

“Mommy he can do magic!” Shouted your son.

“Oh he can now, can he?”

Willy Wonka. You’ve heard that name around town a few times, but this is the first you’ve seen of the man. 

He held out a hand to which you firmly shook, “well Willy Wonka, surely you, being a stranger and all, understand why I find it odd you’re giving candy to my son, knowing how dangerous it is for children to talk to, no less take candy from a stranger.”

“Ahem,” he let out an awkward cough as he retracted his hand. “I do apologize. It wasn’t my intention to cause fret. The little guy looked lost so my only intent was to keep him safe and occupied, honest.”

You squinted slightly unsure of the man. He stood arms up and opened in an innocent manner. His eyes were big with his thick eyebrows angled upwards at the middle before curving down. He did seem to be of no harm, and he did keep your son safe. 

You let out a relaxed sigh, “it’s alright, it’s my fault anyway, I should’ve kept an eye on my son. Thank you for keeping him safe.”

Wonka’s shoulders dropped and his facial muscles relaxed at your pardon. 

You reached down holding your child close, “we’ll leave you be. Thanks again.” 

“Wait,” his voice rang out, catching you before you departed. “Would you like to try a piece?” He held out the same small piece of chocolate from earlier in his palm upwards towards you.��

You’re just about ready to decline the offer but again he speaks out, “it would really be helpful to have a mature opinion on this chocolate.”

You nodded caving in because honestly, who were you to deny free chocolate, your mind thought showing you to be just as gullible as a child. Taking the sweet treat, you pop it past your lips.

 Immediately a rich flavor overtakes your mouth and as you bite into it, a milky chocolate filling spreads around. 

It was quite good. 

“Mmm,” you nodded towards the man, “oh you are going to go far with this chocolate Mr.Wonka.”

“Thank you. Your words mean much to me,” he said genuinely, and you let out a chuckle, “you’re welcome Mr.Wonka,” you say, as you turn around, hand in hand with your son.

Willy watches you fade from view with a prominent smile on his lips, because although he knew his business would do well, with the justification of your words he felt he was on the right path. 

And honestly he hoped to meet you on this path again. 

Days passed until you met the self proclaimed chocolatier again. 

You had been traveling, hand clasped with your sons, when you spotted Mr.Wonka’s pop up store in the center of town. Initially wanting to pass the store along with the small crowd surrounding it, your plans are thwarted when your son pulls you towards it.

“It’s Mr.Wonka!” Shouted your son as he pointed towards the herd, “alright, alright we’ll just stop by.” He runs, his little feet taking him as fast as he can while dragging your body along.

“Mr.Wonka! Mr.Wonka!” Shouts your son as he rushes to the front with you following close behind. 

Willy’s eyes widened in recognition, “well hey there, little guy, back so soon?” He asks, prompting your son.

You watch, looking on as the chocolatier chats with your child. They go back and forth creating small talk, before Wonka pulls out one tiny piece of chocolate, He waves his hands around and the crowd watches as he turns one piece into two right in front of their eyes. 

“Woah, do it again!” Clapped your boy in amazement, and truthfully you felt the same way. 

He performs the trick once more and again your son laughs as Wonka gives him one of the pieces before turning to you and handing you the other piece. 

“You are surprisingly well with children.”

He shrugs, at the comment, “it helps when you have such a sweet child…who has such a pleasant mother.”

He tips his hat while all you can do is chuckle trying not to look too moved by the man’s remark. 

“Thank you Mr.Wonka.”

“Please, call me Willy,” he adds and you nod while he returns his attention to other customers.

That Willy Wonka, what a charmer he was.

The week goes by before you run into the young man again, however, this time you were alone. 

“Willy!” You announced, trying not to sound too excited when you saw the chocolatier, who was walking along the street with a young lady. (You soon learned her name to be Noodle.)

You exchange greetings while Noodle makes her exit leaving you be. 

“What are you doing all alone? Where is the little one?” He asks, glancing around. “Oh I had to run some errands today so I had a friend watch him for me.”

Willy shares a soft smile, “he really is a brilliant kid, with a brilliant mother of course.”

“You flatter me Mr.Wonka.”

“Willy,” he reminds.

“Willy,” you repeat, sharing a look together before he blinks readjusting his focus. 

“Oh!” His eyes enlarge as he reaches behind him into his battered briefcase, “I had something made for the little guy, and for, ahem, the mister back home,” he holds out a small jar of candies to which you take grateful. 

“Please, there’s nothing of the sort, just me and the kiddo.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“It’s alright. It’s been that way for a while, it’s sort of the only way we know.” 

Willy shares a look with you, one unlike the look of pity most give when they hear your story, it was more of admiration? Respect? Either way, you thank him for thinking of you and as you do so, you hear a siren noise nearing before the chief of police arrives. 

He steps out of his vehicle and Willy turns to you, “I think you should go. Now. I’ll talk to you soon,” he says and you nod in understanding leaving the scene as the chief of police nears. 

That’s how your time gets spent whenever you spot the man; your son talks with him, you talk with him, Willy performs a magic trick. You try to buy some candy, Willy refuses and instead gives it to you for free and then you’re on your way. 

“Willy! Willy! Look, my tooth is missing!” Your son yelled running up to Willy. 

“Oh wow, that is outstanding! But you know what I heard?” Willy lowers himself to your son’s level, hushing his voice. 

“I heard this year, the tooth fairy started leaving candy underneath the pillows, for all the good boys and girls.”

“Really?!”

Willy looks up in your direction shooting you a quick wink. 

“Really.”

Your son turns to you with a smile from ear to ear present on his face as you nod confirming his curiosities. 

Mirroring his grin you watch on as Willy and your son continue in conversation. You’ve grown to the sight of them both, chatting and laughing. It was a very lovable sight. 

 That’s how it went, your meetings together.

And with each meeting you found yourself drawing closer and closer to the man, staying longer and longer on your visits.

The last time you saw Willy was at his opening for the factory, when everything went south. People rioted and burned his shop down and in the craziness you grabbed your son and ran putting his safety first. 

After that you didn’t hear from Willy. 

That is until today. You weren’t there when all the mess went down. When Willy and his team practically outsmarted the Chocolate Cartel, having them arrested. 

But you made sure to be there for Willy Wonka’s new opening of his shop. 

You stood in the crowd, your hand clutching your sons as the people gathered around trying the various sweets and treats. 

Walking around taking in all the beautiful colors and lights you stop at a wall full of jellybeans and gumdrops. And giving your son permission to collect some, you stand a short distance keeping an eye on him. 

“You made it,” said a voice as a figure emerged beside you. You smiled at Willy who was positioned just as you were towards the colorful wall. 

“Of course I did. I wouldn’t miss it for anything.”

You watch for a moment as your son collects snacks, putting them into a bag that was provided. You were so occupied with him that you hadn't realized Willy was holding out one of his own creations for you.

“A chocolate flower for the lady.”

“It doesn’t have any yeti sweat does it?” You asked, eyebrow raised. You were lucky enough that you hadn’t managed to eat any of the poisoned chocolate last time.

“No, no yeti sweat.”

Beaming you take it and happily munch on it. 

“So this place…is it everything you’ve dreamed of.”

He glances around taking it all in. The smiles on peoples faces, the way they’re in full enjoyment, but then his gaze returns to yours, “yes it is. But it’s strange.”

You tilt your head silently, allowing him to continue his thought as he turns his attention back to your son then you again. “I think…I think I have a new dream now.”

“Oh yeah? What’s your new dream?”

Willy’s eyes lock onto yours. 

There are no words shared between you two but somehow you seem to understand what he means.

[redriotingfornoreason]

If Smoker One Piece Had a Wife (pt. 2, I just figured out how to use gifs (super fun ✨))

So I think that like maybe two people liked my last post on this (shoutout to you guys) so I'm making another part (Yippee!!). I will probably add one more part after this, but I don't know yet. As always, enjoy.

Absolutely expects him to be a gentleman

Expects small gifts even if he only goes to take the trash out

Also to hold doors for her even if she insists on walking in front of him.

Expects him to throw his coat down over puddles (puddle is super small does not matter)

Expects flowers every once in a while.

Wears the pants in the relationship when it comes to the relationship (Smoker gets to be unofficial/official breadwinner)

Smoker does not remember anything about proposing, mainly because she told him to in the most indirect way possible.

Made him go ring shopping with her and told him to put it on her that night

“We’re engaged now. :3” “Huh???”

Plans wedding herself, doesn’t tell him shit about it.

Literally just saws “When you get home, put on the outfit I have upstairs and go to the dock.”

She had everything set up already

He was still late

Contrary to popular belief, Smoker does love his wife.

Keeps a picture of her in his jacket next to his heart

Probably has some dumb shit she said wrote on the back

“If you die, I’ll bring you back to life just to kill you again so you better not you fucker <3 – your favorite ankle biter”

Shows love through playing with her hair

Braiding it, but also just ruffling her hair when he’s thinking

When in bed, likes to pet her hair to sleep (helps both of them)

Keeps his wedding ring locked away when he’s at war so he never loses it. (His one real treasure when he isn’t with his wife.)

Takes pictures of things he think she would like just to show to her (could be a pretty waterfall, could be a rock just depends)

Weekly transponder snail calls because he does miss his wife a lot.

Tells her about the different things going on at the base, mentions the straw hats every once in a while (she does not know them nor does she care)

She just likes listening to his voice

Always falls asleep on call

Smoker knows this, but does it anyway. When he knows she is asleep, he says “I love you” before hanging up.

[darknight3904]

Midgard's Winters

Masterlist to This Love / Main Masterlist

Asgard 1965 A.D. (Thor 25, Loki 25, Astri 23) 

Astri could practically feel the excitement bubbling up in her chest. She feared that if they did not get to the Bifrost soon, she'd combust from her nerves. 

   "Have you never heard of the concept of relaxing?  Loki asked as she fretted over his outfit for the millionth time. 

   "No, I haven't." She smiled up at him. "Now hold still and let me fix this thing, it's crooked." 

   "It's called a tie. I saw that it is what Midgardians wear for special occasions." Loki replied as he leaned down so she could fiddle with it some more.

   "Do I need a tie?" She asked looking down at her outfit which consisted of soft pants, a knit shirt that came up around her neck, and a warm brown coat. 

   "No, I do believe you're dressed as a normal Midgardian woman," Loki said 

   "You're only saying that because you're the one who picked my clothes." She rolled her eyes 

Loki's grin seemed to say 'Of course and I am always correct'. He then turned to fix his hair in the mirror and Astri's eyes wandered over his tall frame. He had gotten much taller recently and his body had filled out with more muscle as he aged. Astri couldn't help but admire as he smoothed his dark hair out and fixed the leather belt that was sitting on his hips. Of course, perfect moments can never last forever but the door opened ruined the trance she was under.

   "What're we all standing around here for? Let us go, the celebration awaits!" Thor exclaimed as he practically kicked Loki's chamber door open

   "Don't be too harsh on them Thor. Loki was trying to seduce Astri with those big eyes of his." Fandral said from out in the hallway. 

   "Fandral I'll push you off the Bifrost bridge so quickly not even Heimdall will see it coming." Loki threatened, his face totally neutral and ignoring the obvious fact that Astri's face was growing rather red at Fandrals comment.

Astri elbowed Loki roughly in his side in an attempt to shut him up while Fandral just laughed at the pair. 

"Always so kind, Loki," Fandral responded as Astri dragged him out the door and past the antagonizing bearded man

Loki whipped his head around to shoot a glare at the smirking warrior before allowing Astri to continue her pulling. 

Astri had been dreaming of seeing Midgard in the winter again for hundreds of years. The first time she had seen it, she hadn't even stopped growing yet. Now, she had finally caught up to Sif and, if she wore the right shoes, she was even taller than her friend on some days. Astri had spent time with Heimdall asking him what Midgard looked like during their winter, she had also asked about their behaviors and customs all so she could convince the AllFather to go and see it with her own two eyes. 

"They wear boots to keep the snow away and large hats for their heads. Some of them drink something called hot chocolate from paper cups. But most of all they all seem to decorate a tree during a period called Christmas." Heimdall had said to her one day when she came to visit.

So now, here she stood, overly large knit hat in hand and warm boots on her feet. Loki had told her she was ruining his outfit choice for her but she had waved his yapping away and put the items on anyway. Thor had accepted her choices right away and even complimented her which she greatly appreciated. 

   "I trust that if I turn my eye to any of you down there, I will not find you causing trouble," Heimdall warned them. 

Astri looked at the Bifrost keeper but found that he was eyeing a few particular individuals in their group. Thor, Fandral, and Loki all seemed to be under scrutiny by the ever-intimidating man.

"I swear I will behave," Thor said 

"As do I." Fandral joined in 

The group all turned their heads to Loki who seemed rather unbothered by Heimdall's gaze. 

"Oh come on. You expect me to go to Midgard for the first time in hundreds of years and not have any fun?" Loki's deep voice filled the silence.

"Just swear it so we can go!" Astri whispered into his ear 

Fine. He'd swear it. But only because she asked him to. Besides, when had the God of lies ever kept his word?

Astri's wide grin was well worth the price of admission as the Bifrost touched down in Midgard. Her happiness was enough to have a smile tugging on his lips as she eagerly scooped up snow to show him. 

   "You know we have snow on Asgard, right?" Sif asked eyeing Astri curiously 

   "Yeah, but its always there! Plus there's something about Midgardian winters that just make it better." Astri smiled 

   "You've only ever seen one Midgardian winter." Thor pointed out 

   "Yes. And at that one, you and Odin killed a bear. I would not like a repeat of that." Astri lectured 

   "I make no promises." Thor laughed "Now, Loki do as Astri wants and take us to that city you told us about. I'm tired of looking at this barren field." 

Loki sighed, tired of his brother's arrogant tone. But, he listened and before they knew it, they were standing on a crowded street, surrounded by Midgardians. 

   "Oh, Loki! This is wonderful!" Astri praised looking around at the tall buildings and falling snow 

   "Where are we?" Hogun asked 

"Who cares? We must try the local food and drinks!" Volstagg loudly said gesturing to a man who was selling food from a silver cart. 

   "A place called New York City." Loki replied, "Heimdall said it would be the best place to go for all of Astri's wishes." 

   "Well, both of you were right. This is marvelous, brother." Thor smiled looking around him at the bustling city.

   "Come, Thor, we must try whatever that is!" Volstagg gestured to a stand that read 'Hot Dogs'. 

   "They eat dog here!?"Astri exclaimed, mortified at the man who seemed to be cheerily selling his food.

   "Midgard is not as civilized as we thought it was," Sif said shaking her head

   "What dog meat looks like that?" Astri asked eyeing the food that Thor and Volstagg were now shoving into their mouths

   "The ugliest of dogs clearly," Loki said 

   "Loki, look at that!" Astri exclaimed, her attention claimed by a new marvel as she gestured for him to follow her away from where Sif and Hogun were admiring a man playing a musical instrument on the side of the road.

   "It's one of those big trees Heimdall talked of!" She smiled 

Sure enough, a large green tree stood in front of a building, dressed in dazzling lights and a bright yellow star on the top of it. Below it, Humans were moving in a circle on what looked like ice. Some of them weren't very skilled as they kept falling. 

   "We should try that." Astri declared 

   "No," Loki responded 

   "Why not? It looks so fun." She groaned 

   "You can barely walk on normal ground. You're the clumsiest individual on Asgard. You tripped in the library yesterday and knocked me over." Loki argued 

   "You're scared you can't do..." She glanced at the large sign behind Loki "Ice skating. Loki, you're scared you can't ice skate as well as all the humans." 

   "Darling, I am a god. I can do whatever these humans can do but ten times better."

   "I am a god." Astri tried to imitate his deep voice. She hadn't been able to accurately imitate him in years thanks to the deep tone he had adopted once he started outgrowing her. 

   "If you're a god you should have no trouble doing this with me." She smiled 

Loki did not tend to often regret his decisions in fact, he prided himself on his ability to be impulsive and have everything work in his favor. But at this moment, he wished to be able to bury his face in the largest book in all of Asgard. Astri had somehow reversed her clumsiness since stepping onto the ice and was gracefully moving while he had fallen four times already. 

   "You're doing great." She affirmed as he held tightly onto her forearms. 

   "I don't feel great." Loki snapped back, embarrassed that she was acting like an extra pair of legs for him.

   "Well, you should." She smiled 

How did she do that every time? Despite any time Loki was rude to her or showed absolutely no interest in what she was doing, she just brushed it off and got him to bend to her will anyway. It's as if she had cast a spell on him when they were children and still hadn't lifted its effects. 

   "Wooo go Loki!" a loud cheer hit his ears and he whipped his head to his right to see Thor.

Astri smiled and waved at Thor who stood on the sidelines, a hot dog in one hand and something that said Coca-Cola in the other. 

   "This is ridiculous. I'm leaving." Loki suddenly declared as he began to slowly approach the exit of the ice. 

   "Loki wait you're going to-" She reached out to try and catch him before it happened so he didn't get embarrassed

Thud. 

   "Fall again." 

A string of curses fell from his lips as Astri tried to help him up without laughing. 

   "I can hear you snickering," Loki said into her ear as she helped him up. 

   "I am not," Astri said avoiding his gaze in fear she'd burst out laughing. 

The moment their skates were off the ice, Loki had them disappearing so he could most likely storm off like he always did when something mildly embarrassing happened to him.

   "Loki don't run off." She called after him as he used his overly long legs to get away from her 

   "If we are staying on this planet,  we're going to do something else." He demanded grabbing her hand to pull her through  the crowded walkway of people 

   "What're we doing?" She asked as Thor and the others got further away 

Loki glanced around and Astri could tell he didn't have a plan of what they'd be doing once they got away from the evil ice skates. 

   "Let's eat something." She suggested

   "We are not eating the dog Thor had," Loki replied 

   "Of course not... let's try that." Astri said pointing across the street to where a big lit-up sign said 'Pizza' 

By all standards, the 'Pizza' was rather good. The tiny shop had been overly crowded and loud but they had both managed to get in and out with all limbs attached. She looked at Loki who was practically inhaling his piece, all princely manners that he normally displayed, especially around her, were gone. 

   "Do you like it?" She grinned 

Loki stopped chewing like she had caught him committing the worst crime in the world. 

   "No. It is awful." He said in an overly monotone voice after swallowing.

   "For the god of lies, you're really bad at lying." She responded smirking

Loki ignored her and continued to finish off his food in an incredibly quick manner. 

The day went by rather quickly as Astri and Loki explored the city. Or well, Astri pulled Loki around the city by his hand and he kept his mouth shut of almost all complaints. She did have to drag him away from a short man whose little white dog peed on Loki's shoe. Loki had been ready to dish out the most colorfully worded threat when Astri had slapped her hand over his mouth and dragged him away. 

   "You're like a rabid dog." She scolded when they got far enough away.

   "Well someone has to replace all the ones the humans are cooking in their little carts around this damn city," Loki replied 

Astri just rolled her eyes and let him go, his attitude was not worth the hassle. 

   "There's the two love birds!" Volstagg's voice said suddenly 

Astri turned with a happy smile on her face while Loki's face dropped into a scowl. 

   "Astri did you try this stuff? Sif said its called pizza!" Thor said shoving a plate with three pieces into her face 

   "He's eaten five pieces so far," Sif said 

Even Thor's stomach was impressive when it came to outdoing his friends. 

   "Loki and I had some earlier. It is wonderful." She said pushing the plate away from her face.

   "Did you like it, brother?" Thor asked 

   "No. There's much better food back on Asgard." Loki said 

    "Such a shame. Mortals truly have a way with food." Thor praised taking another bite

Astri rolled her eyes at Loki's denial. Always so difficult and for what? His ego to stay intact? 

  "Sif and I saw some humans buying this so now we each have one of our own." Hogun interjected proudly showing off a small sprig of green and white with a little red ribbon at the top. 

   "What is it?" Astri asked 

   "I don't know. It seemed rather popular though." Sif responded 

   "It's mistletoe!" A high-pitched voice said 

The group's eyes fell down to a small human child who was sitting in a cart that her mother had been pushing. 

   "You put it over peoples heads and then they have to kiss!" She explained happily 

Before the little girl could get another word out, her mother pushed her away in her little cart and murmured something about not talking to strangers. Before Astri could examine the little plant in Hogun's hand, Volstagg's meaty one grabbed it from him. 

   "Perfect! Loki, Astri now you must kiss! It is according to the mortal's rules and we are on their lands so we must abide by them." He reasoned holding the plant above her and Loki's heads.

Astri's face was probably as red as the man the humans called Santa as she blubbered out every excuse not to. Meanwhile, Loki's face remained stoic as he listened to her word vomit. 

   "We can't! My uh teeth are dirty...I cut my lip open...My mouth still tastes like that mint candy that lady gave us earlier and you hated that so we can't...ha ha." 

Loki rolled his eyes as he took in her form, she was getting more flustered as she thought about it more and more. He leaned down to Astri's ear so Volstagg couldn't argue with his words

   "No one is going to make you kiss me, darling." Loki softly said 

Astri felt her face heat up even more as Loki's lips slightly tickled her ear. 

   "Even without the kiss, this has been a highly successful trip to Midgard." Thor declared snatching the mistletoe from Volstaggs hands and tossing it back to Sif. "I do believe we will have to do this again soon." 

And Loki felt his heart thump just a little faster when he saw Astri's smile stretch across her face at his older brother's words.

Woooo we're getting close to the events of the first Thor movie. It was a big time skip between this chapter and the previous so I decided it was time to stop writing Loki like a young teen and closer to his actual MCU self.  I hope I can accurately depict him in the upcoming chapters.  Also if you are wondering if I wrote this just because I'm overly excited for Christmas, the answer is yes.

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[hellaverse-critical-confessions]

So I promised a background/minor character design appreciation post...

(Part one because this will likely get long)

Starting with the imps, due to the order in which characters of different species are presented on the wiki

Ah, Pringles. Of course. What a guy. He is very shaped. (Especially the hair and collar. I happen to be a sucker for male characters with that kinda "cat fluff" hairstyle.) Love the weird little cuff on his tail, it's so unnecessary but it fits. Dapper boy. Gotta love him

(As far as I can recall he gets bitches in Ozzie's, which, like, good for him!)

There's this kiddo from Loo Loo Land. I like her shapes as well, very exaggerated. As depicted here she kind of reminds me of some concept art girlies from the Art of Encanto book.

Actually, I think I have an image...

...I'm not the only one who sees it, right?

(Anyway, it's still available for free to view online. Very interesting stuff.)

Ahh... this guy. Or gal, actually. Turns out this is Skye Henwood's impsona, as well as my favorite character in Western Energy. Me and my friend were deadass ready to adopt her on sight. So tiny!! So shaped!! Look at that ridiculously huge bowtie. The littol suit. I want a pocket-sized imp now. Would carry them everywhere in my purse. Speaking of...

That's exactly what she did! Another crewsona (Sam Miller), and this design is incredibly slay. The feathers. The tail. Big, flowy, swooping shapes. (Not a big fan of the hands, though.) Very majestic creature overall.

Moving on to a few background Wrathians from Harvest Moon. She's a cutie. Not much else to be said. I like her outfit with the little boots and gloves as well as her pigtails.

I think these two could be related.

She looks so silly, I love her. Her hat and horns are disproportionately huge and it's precious.

Her name is Square, and she has major resting bitch face energy. I appreciate her instantly. (Long sleeved shirt + short shorts is a good combo.)

This guy from the Ozzie's elevator scene (Aspen) looks like he'd have quite the story to tell over a couple drinks of hard liquor. Slutty, but in a tired way. (A certain saxophonist cat from another piece of online media also fits that description.)

HER!! I love her so much. Everything about her honestly. The colors!! The legs!! The underbite!! She has no official name, but I call her Pomegranate. Or Pom for short. Got some of my own lore for her and everything.

Haven't watched Queen Bee, so I didn't get to see Dennis in action, but from this still alone I conclude that he's pretty cute. (However dude could use to pull up his pants.) Didn't really deserve to get yelled at, anyhow. Justice for Dennis!

Though I do have an old Dennis character, and he's a dick, so maybe Blitzo was on to something.

I like the girlie on the right too. Women with :3 smiles automatically win me over. The ripped pants and loose tank top go well together, and the splotch of magenta on the waist isn't obnoxious.

Mamma Mia, an imp with not purely and overwhelmingly red skin? What a spectacle. She looks way more like a black character than Velvette. And due to her subdued skin tone, the pink looks nice on her. (Which can't be said for Millie in one of the pieces of summer merch. Who thought pink on her was a good idea?!) Cool hair texture as well, feels very poofy.

Some bite-sized imp clowns from The Circus; their names are Eenie, Meenie, and Miney. How charming! Though, as I recall, doesn't that old children's rhyme go on to have four-

...Oh.

I think this might be Barbie Wire. We were never told explicitly, and she isn't even mentioned in the episode itself, but she looks closest to that design.

(Though I just noticed her horn stripes are too thick. Nevermind, then. Seems like she didn't even get that brief cameo in Blitzo's nearly episode-long childhood flashback despite being his twin sister, which should suggest that they were pretty close.)

I like this chick, though.

And that's it for now! Let me know if you'd like to see a part two though I might just go ahead and make it anyway

[inawearyworld]

musings re: wren and the wash crew

(not entirely sure how much time passed within that ynhclt montage, but if it’s enough time for wonka’s chocolate to get super popular, it’s enough time for one disillusioned trophy wife to become a solid part of a found family dynamic)

noodle

• the second the events of chapter iii were over, willy went straight to noodle to make sure she was safe and tell her all about their new ally on the way back to scrubbit’s

• in response he received a flat-out “so, you like her,” followed by a few moments in which the only sound came from the cart he was sitting in as it rolled over the cobblestone streets.

• “…huh?”

• “she’s like the birds we saw tonight, like you said, willy. they want to be free, they just need to see that it’s possible.”

• “that’s what i think too.”

• “and you definitely like her.”

• “…huh.”

• anyway wren absolutely adores her

• the three have this oddly delicate thing going on at first-like the way a younger sibling would react when their older one has their first relationship-but it becomes easier over time bc each of them are sort of all the others have

• she sneaks books from felix’s library, which was mostly used for show before she moved in with him, and brings them to noodle

• and then they talk about what they thought, it’s like a little mini book club

• wren would do just about anything for this girl

lottie

• immediate besties

• Girls With Big Sad Eyes™️ solidarity

• they get lunch together all the time following the events of the plot

• and they go on walks and picnics and stuff and are generally adorable

• each of these little dates breaks the previous one’s record for The GabFest Of The Century

• lottie let wren borrow one of her very few outfits while they were hiding her from scrubbit and she repays the favor by giving her half the clothes in her overfilled wardrobe (the result of two straight years of really, felix, i’m sure i don’t need anoth-yes, i know it’s my responsibility to look-this money could really be-i mean, don’t you think we should use what we have to help the p-sorry, my love, i just meant to say-)

• lottie hums folk songs to herself every so often, and every so often wren joins in on a higher harmony; it’s quiet and simple and beautiful

piper

• as luck would have it, wren’s family back home owned a laundry, so the second she takes her first steps into scrubbit’s washroom (willy had told her of their plight by now) she takes on as much work as she can

• in walks the crew, watching stunned as this woman throws off her hat and gloves and blazer and scrub scrubs with the best of em

• completely focused, she doesn’t even notice people coming in until she hears from behind a bemused “oh, the power of privileged guilt”

• she turns and smiles and pushes her hair out of her face. “hi, i’m wren.”

• the woman she’s facing studies her for a moment, then smiles a little, accepts her very soapy handshake, and the rest is history

• before meeting wren, she thought regarding willy’s stories that this actress was just a planted spy he was naive enough to fall for

• but piper benz is very good at reading people, and she sees that this out-of-breath, smudged-makeup, poised-yet-awkward woman is nothing but genuine. as for wren, she thinks piper is the coolest person she’s ever met.

• their minds are on exactly the same level. when i say the banter is OFF THE CHARTS.

• these women would do anything to protect each other and i’m so sure that piper was a big part of wren coming into her own

• i wanna meet natasha so bad you guys

abacus

• similarly to piper, he didn’t trust her immediately, due to her association with the chocolate cartel

• he is, however, a fan of opera (and they eventually bounce references and snippets of melody off each other all the time)

• once she’s been working with them a while, once a foundation has been built, he confesses that he was disheartened to hear of her marriage-that he knew what they’d want with her, that she deserved better, that he “wished the cartel’s schemings hadn’t claimed such a talent”

• this is touching to her, and she apologizes for not doing more to stop them earlier, then tries to explain

• “i think…i think i used to, at least partially, let myself get swept up. both in naïveté and necessity.”

• he’s quiet for a moment.

• “yes. anything for family, of course.”

• she nods, and he continues:

• “i’m the same way.”

• #GiveTheWashCrewMoreTenderMoments2k24

larry

• the weird fellow-ginger-and-theatre-kid cousin she never had

• she and willy are the new kids, the ones who haven’t heard all of his material, and he for one is delighted with these new ears to practice on

• she helps him get his career back off the ground once they’re all free

• every once in a while you’ll turn the corner to find those two deep in conversation about some facet of the arts or other

• then he’ll turn around and twirl his bowtie and you’ll wonder if it was even the same man

• they trade vocal warmup ideas

• not knowing what else to do, he makes a few terrible jokes at fickelgruber’s expense to cheer her up after the events of chapter iv

• and, despite herself, she laughs

willy

• they often stay up for hours and hours, one carding their fingers through the other’s hair, talking in the dark about their dreams and ideas and random facts and memories and whatever pops into their heads

• she writes him songs and he thinks it’s the best thing in the world

• he simply refuses to involve her in a single bit of his advertising, to exploit her in the same way felix did. but he hangs up posters for her shows all over his shop. they’re so proud of each other

• they dance together. a lot. so much.

• mostly waltzes.

• after months of inner guilt over her dreams of his chocolate-dot freckles, wren can barely believe that she now gets to kiss them and kiss them until she has the whole constellation of his face committed to memory

• they’re so ridiculously in love

anyway. THEY ALL LOVE EACH OTHER AND DEFINITELY KEEP IN TOUCH AFTER THE MOVIE.

FOUND FAMILY. *drops mic*

[yuncheoligans]

Dude, I Love Fishing

A few days off between comeback stages and your boyfriend wants to go fishing, he's pretty lucky you love him.

pair: Yunho x Reader

w/c: 1.3k

a/n: Just another fluffy Yunho one-shot, also the number of times I accidentally deleted this post while editing is embarrassing, anyways I hope you guys enjoy it!!! Any feedback is appreciated, and any interactions are welcomed and loved! Also ironically the use of a Seventeen song has no correlation with my recent dive into them. Also I definitely did not take or make any of the photos just used them for the header....that I did make....Okay enjoy!!!

tags: @yunbug, @starillusion13

Masterlist

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Comeback season was rough, between recording, rehearsals, outfits and fittings, photoshoots, stage testing, and shooting music videos, promos, teasers, and doing interviews…you could say it’s a full time job. Yeah, comeback season was rough, Comeback season for Ateez? Never stops, with the boys getting bigger and better every comeback it was hard to get them to sit still for even a moment, not that they would, it’s like babysitting hyperactive 3 year olds who just got told it was nap time but they “don’t need a nap they can stay up forever.” but probably less spit and more “you’re not the boss of me.”

“Wooyoung in this moment I very much AM the boss of you.” I groaned trying to get him to stop so I could hear the directions the GPS was taking us. “Do you want to get lost?!”

“We’re in Seoul! We can’t possibly get lost!” he threw his hands up in the air.

“And you know Seoul well enough that if I turn off this GPS you can get us there On Time?” I raised my eyebrow and he looked out the window. “That’s what I thought.”

“I can-!” he started

“Wooyoung-ah, please don’t torture my poor girl, I do that enough at home.” Yunho spoke up from the middle row.

“EWWWW!” came a chorus of voices.

“Not like that!!!!” he waved his hands in front of his face.

“Even I knew that one was coming Yu.” I sighed now on the receiving end of questions of my personal life.

His torture by the way is the sweaty hugs after dance practice before he showers because he just can’t wait that long to hug me, the way he lays on top of me while watching tv or a movie and I mean FULL BODY WEIGHT almost like that scene from Disney’s Lilo and Stitch where Nani goes “Oh no gravity is increasing on me!” only he does it because it’s “much more comfortable”, the endless times he’s had me read the Spider Man comics to him because he likes the character voices I make, not to mention we’ve seen every version a few times. He’s decided to cook dinner a few times only he’s wanted to experiment and try things without a recipe, which is fine, but it’s always stuff he’s never tried making before, last time he mixed up sugar and salt….again….Yeah, I would say he puts me through a few trials at home….I wouldn’t change them, in fact I kind of miss it when he’s away on tour and I’m stuck back home. 

“y/n!?” Yunho called out from the kitchen. Here comes the soup popsicles again…

“Yeah?” I sighed and put down my book.

“We should take a trip!” he announced coming into the room. “Why are you closing your eyes with your hand out?”

“Huh? Oh uh….nothing. A trip? What kind?”

“Let’s go to the lake! We can go fishing! Bring the guys along and everything!”

“Fishing? Yunho you know I don’t like fishing, it’s…hard (weird)”

“Oh come on Jagiya, pleaseeeee, it’ll be like a beach trip or something, water, swimsuits, picnic!”

I sighed. “Fine.”

It was in fact, NOT like the beach, I’m covered head to toe in waterproof clothing, the most shapeless pair of waterproof overalls or waders, wellingtons, a vest with way too mant pockets, a floppy hat, and a waterproof shirt…oh and a life vest.

“You look beautiful” he smiled, I took a photo as he put on his life vest.

“You look ridiculous.” I chuckled at his outfit, it was normal…save for the Spider-man life jacket that was too small…

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“Yunho that’s for kids…” I said as we browsed our local Department Store.

“Nuh uh!!” he shook his head and smiled. “It says 5 plus y/n! I’m plus! I’m over 5!”

“I’m starting to doubt that.” I mumbled as I put it in the cart.

“Aw no way!!! Jagiya!” he called from behind me.

I turned and nearly fell over laughing, he found a pair of wayyyy too small goggles as well, he looked like one of those watermelons with rubber bands stretched around it until they burst.

“Yu, you’re gonna hurt yourself if you get those.” I snorted…never did that in my last relationship. 

~~~~~

“Well good thing I don’t have to impress anyone then hmm?” he gave me that face. “Come on I’ll catch the best fish for us to eat tonight.”

“We could’ve just gone to the store.”

“But this way it’s a date.”

“Grocery shopping is a date.”

“Okay fine you got me there.” he smiled. “But it’s nice to get some fresh air during comeback season!”

“Yu….it smells like mud…”

“Earth! I love it!” he smiled. “Come on I figure we can try the boat first.”

How did I let him talk me into this?

“Yunho?”

“Hmm?” he turned towards me.

“How much longer are we going to be out here?” I looked at him. “We’ve been out here for hours already.”

“Until you catch one too.”

“I’m fine not catching one.” I chuckled. He’s caught 5…who knew he was so good at it.

“Maybe if you don’t catch one in an hour.”

“Okay, fair enough.”

We waited…he started humming….it sounds kind of familiar.

“생각처럼 쉬운 게 없네요

매일 생각해요 난 어떻게 해야 할지

도착했다 싶을 때, 다시 시작이네요

앞이 깜깜할 때도” Yunho hummed softly.

“Whatcha singing?” I looked at him.

“Just something stuck in my head.” he smiled. 

“소용돌이치는 하루 속에

사소한 행복을 나에게 줘서

비어 있는 내 두 손에

세상의 모든 미소를 쥐여줘서”

“Seventeen?” I raised an eyebrow as he got louder.

He started swaying a little.

“Yunho be careful, you’re rocking the boat.” I looked at him….it was too late.

“소용돌이치는 하루 속에

사소한 행복을 나에게 줘서

비어 있는 내 두 손에

세상의 모든 미소를 쥐여줘서

가파른 길에 숨이 찰 때도

추운 날 길 잃은 때도

따듯한 온기와 함께 손을 내밀어주는!!!” he exclaimed standing up and what do you know the boat tipped over. “YUNHO!”

I broke the surface of the water.

“You owe me a new phone.” I looked at him after we swam back to the shore with the boat.

“Gladly.” he smiled and wrapped a towel around me still humming.

“You’re lucky I love you.” I huffed.

“I’m very lucky indeed.” he kissed my cheek but grimaced at the taste left on his lips.

“Yeah let me guess I taste how the lake smells?”

“No no just a piece of algae in my mouth…”

“I don’t believe you.” I sighed and we made our way to go get cleaned up and the boathouse.

“You know what they say, shower together and save water.”

“Are you seriously horny after tipping the boat over into a fish pond…and there’s mud in my hair?”

“What can I say…the mud really adds texture.” he chuckled.

“New phone and a new boyfriend.” I nudged him.

“Awwwwww come on.”

After I took my shower…alone. We sat on the deck to eat the lunch/dinner we brought along. I didn’t catch a single fish, I got knocked out of the boat and I lost my phone….

“You didn’t catch a fish but you caught one thing?”

“....yeah?” I looked at him knowing it was going to be bad.

“This boot!” he held up the waterlogged boot I got before he knocked us over dancing.

“I totally thought you were going to say ‘My Heart’” I laughed a little.

“Nah, you caught that a long time ago.” he smiled and pushed my wet hair behind my ear.

“You’re so annoying Jeong Yunho.”

“And you are the light of my life l/n f/n……D.I.L.F” he spelled out.

I spit. “What!?”

“Dude I Love Fishing!” he smiled and looked at me.

“Yunho! That’s not what that means!!!!” I laughed and hit his arm.

As we walked back to the car Yunho held up the boot again.

“Should we-”

“No we are not keeping the boot.” I chuckled. “We can get matching phone cases this time.”

“Well I am keeping you, so I guess I win.” he smiled. “Can I pick out the phone case?”

“Fine…you win.”

I am never going fishing again.

[thatoneandlonelyemo2005]

Alright y'all today me and @cloudtastrophie were talking some Newsies opinions bc I love to pick ones brain. And she likes the Live version whearas I like the '92 version

So just a friendly reminder take these topics lightly

#1 ✨Sprace✨this was kinda similar to how I posted where we get Sprace and Ralbert (who she is more of a fan of BUT WE'RE BOTH DIE HEARTS FOR REDFINCH) but the movie gave us Sprace and the live gave us Ralbert

#2 Do you think Livesies Race is a gambler bc he don't give me the vibes as much as 92sies

Friend: "Livesies Race is more of a gambler to me because he is jittery like a gambler doing his tricks and being scared of getting caught"

Which I don't see that, I see that Race as a twink (I will die on that hill) but I can see where she is coming from although 92sies Race is so cool and collected he would seem more like one and also MAN'S talk about gambling not Livesies who is just like "yeah I gamble" (not really the line but you know what I mean)

#3 The different Santa Fe's

Friend:"I like the live version more because it's more heartbreaking and moves the story and gives character to Jack and how he like betrayed the Newsies"

I can totally see this and it's not bad bUT like fngnfnmrmdn, idk my brain is just so istched with 92sies and Christian rides a goddamn horse oK LIKE SIR- but I feel like I relate to it more for like no reason, I also pointed out the tumblr post (who I think was @i-didnt-do-1t ) about the lyric change and how much that means to the song (also I just really like the sounds)

#4 Outfit differences

This was like nothing, I just, idk wanted to pick her brain but she just said it was another way to identify the people on stage and in a movie you don't need that... Which fair idk, anyways lol

#5 ✨Gay ships✨

As mentioned we love Redfinch, but we also screamed about Ikeshot, Spromeo, Jomike Buttons and Elmer WE SCREAMED SO HARD I JUST CAN'T WITH THEM, there all so cute (also if anyone has one of crystals old art work about Hotshot mistaking Mike for being Ike and telling him something dirty PLZ GIVE)

Also shared how in 92sies some people ship Specs and Dutchy and friend said "fair, could see it" so true

#6 Jack and his bandana (along with David being very gay)

Told her about my bandana post and she found it kinda silly BUT IT'S SO TRUE, also talked how gay David is because look at that man

In the live version he is so gay but in the movie he has to be like worked on (if that makes sense) it just takes him awhile to accept

#7 ✨Grantaire and Enjolras✨

🤭 the gay boys from Les Mis bc we all know there so gay for each other

#8 Jack the artist vs. Jack the cowboy

Friend: "Kinda vibes with it but sees it more as Jack isn't into all that much of art"

I just like the thought of him being a cowboy or just having that, idk I don't mind that he's an artist BUT BRING BACK THE COWBOY

Shoutout to that one tumblr post that head canon Jack getting his cowboy hat stolen by the Delancys

Honorable mentions-

Davids character growth and him being use to the Newsies and getting comfortable with them towards the end of the movie

Jacks cowboy hat that we all miss and the line "go get them cowboy" along with just in general calling him cowboy

Blush and Newsbains were talked about

How much I love Blush

Told her about a Tumblr post saying Finch is a version of Skittery and makes sence

Just in general talked how gay it was BC YOU DON'T SPEND TIME WITH YOUR BESTIE LIKE THAT AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON BLUSH

Talked about how Teddy calls Denton Denty

How queen Medea is

[meteor752]

Double life kids, eight years later

The final designs for the kids. Wont make anymore, unless I finally get on with making that Superhero au I said I would do a few months ago

Anyways

I’ve been working really hard on these designs, and some of them are probably the best I’ve ever made! So I really hope you like them!

Liana

(A few years down the road, the watcher genes started to become more prominent. The extra pairs of wings and the eye change are just the beginning too! Her color palette is kinda a mess but it’s just how she rolls. Top hat with goggles and a corset because Steampunk vibes are cool. Also her Flyguy bow, just in case)

Parrot pal has successfully started her own business, where she sells everything from deep slate to gold to clothing and mercenary jobs. The wider the spread, the better the bread

Lives very close to the shopping district, to keep an eye on her shops

The Watcher thing sure is…interesting. Grian hasn’t told her the full story, so she isn’t sure exactly what she is but she knows that it’s something unworldy

Is still learning to disguise it

Has a fierce rivalry with Mumbo over trying to become the riches hermit. Mumbo had no idea this rivalry is happening

She’s bestie with her little brother, Grumbot Prime

Wes

(Golden boy. His Hc and current design has a lot of similarities, mainly because when it comes to change he likes to take things slow. Got a haircut tho, plus many tattoos and a circlet to represent his status as the son of the sun god (Tho who knows how true that actually is). Also has a skull ring, in honor of Jekiv)

Baby boy is doing fine. Mostly

Is decked out in gold because again, he loves to mine, and gold is his favorite ore

Lost part of his ear and hearing in a creeper explosion, least favorite of his scars

Has improved his self confidence greatly over the years, which in turn improved his relationship with his dad

(Side note, I can imagine Xisuma whitelisting like a therapist or something just because these three, especially Wes, has some things to work through)

Is actually an extremely skilled farm creator, just like his other dad

Spends a lot of time trying to find a way to fix their code so they can leave and rejoin servers

Gertrude

(Total princess warrior vibes for her. Wanted her to be a mixture of Butch and femme, in the weirdest way possible. She’s now also wearing shoes! I wanted her to have heels alright? Her soles eventually got worn out so she’s wearing a pair of boots)

One of the best warriors on Empires SMP

Used to have separate outfits for being a monster hunter and being a noble, but eventually just combined the two to make her life easier

(Eddie made her armor, she’s very grateful)

The armor had to be made fireproof, because despite being older she still scuffles playfully with Johnny

She went through quite a large number of weapons before settling on the mace. It just, “fit her”

Also very few people can actually lift her mace, because it’s extremely heavy.

Sometimes helps out fWhip in Gobland with redstone, just because it’s fun. She enjoys the challenges that he presents to her

Wants to someday face ten withers and take down them all. Until then, she will train with all her might

Johnny

(My friend told me he looked evil lol. Ran out of cowboy outfits a long time ago, so here’s a more outlaw vibey one. The goggles and scarf are to protect his face from sand though, so likes there’s a reason lol. Butternut stands proud at the scene as well)

Despite his outer appearance, he’s still the nice lad you all know and love

He is more of a free roamer nowadays though, mostly traveling the mesa around Tumble Town, sometimes even beyond it

After Liana left for Empires, Johnny started helping Pix out with his excavations

When there’s word of a new discovery far away from any of the empires, you can bet your ass that Johnny is he first man on the case

And sure, he caaaaaaaaaaan use his elytra and get there in maybe half a day, but that beats the point of traveling!

An absolute expert at dealing with mobs at this point, especially creepers. Goes fucking crazy with that whip of his

Despite it all, he’s still a simple country bumpkin at heart, who likes his breakfast early and his music country

Jassy

(Queen is extremely anime. I just searched “anime ninja female” and tried to get general style of outfit correct. Her hair was almost impossible, but looking on it now it looks fantastic. Her daggers are also enchanted, that’s why they’re purple lol)

Jassy is a trophy wife and she takes her job very seriously

She does know her way around redstone, and she ain’t a bad builder (She’s the one who made her and Liana’s base), but her wife is out making bank while she takes care of their many, many cats

The mercenary part of Double Co. is her entirely though.

The story behind her damaged eye is a mystery to all, as every time someone asks about it she makes up some new fantastical tale

In reality she was flipping her daggers while laying down on the ground, then accidentally dropped one. It ain’t as cool as fighting an alligator, or taking down twenty wardens at once though

Jekiv

(Glow up of the fucking century my dude. He ain’t abandoning his love for pastels anytime soon, but that almost makes him more scary. Exchanged his old staff for a scythe just for the aesthetic. If you look closely at the hand holding the scythe, you can see a golden ring)

*Becomes a mass murderer* ~Character development~

He’s still not a full fledged necromancer yet, though he can summon entire corpses now. Actually getting them to do his bidding is another thing

The squirrel on his shoulders is named Chimp. She’s his familiar, and she’s thirsty for blood

Has spent nearly four years trying to solve the mystery of The Evermoore, but hasn’t come out with much result

Did find out he has no soul, or at least not a traditional one, so that’s neat!

Existential crisis aside, Jekiv is also trying to figure out a way for their code to be fixed.

Novo

(Pov: Ur about to want and rip your ears off. Hat decorated, coat fluffy, heels fucking iconic, my man has the drip. A weird drip, but the drip nonetheless. And after all these years, he still does the ruined makeup look. Some things never change)

Switched to playing the bagpipe, because those things are both loud and difficult to learn to play. Novo does not know how to play, but that doesn’t stop him one bit

Best big brother to Oli’s child, and with that I mean the absolute worst influence a child could ask for

Actually managed to reconcile with Scott, despite all odds. It’s not a perfect father-son relationship, but like none of them have that so it’s fine

Wears a lot of pink partly to match with Gert, and partly because it’s a loud and obnoxious color, so it garners attention

The wealthiest of all the kids, just by people paying him to leave him Tf alone

There’s some fic ideas I still have with the kids, plus maybe the fourth series will give me some new material, but these are probably the final designs I will make for them.

[fyodior]

Hi, my favorite thigh humpers it's me 🪱 again. omg, two asks back to back? and not literally three months apart? guys therapy is working. actually, I haven't had a therapy appointment in three months! not because I don't need it but because I keep forgetting 🥰 also Flora I know you're busy and need time to go through your inbox and reply so don't worry about getting back to me!

anyways do you guys like fictional war criminals' cocks? I bet you do! (if not why tf are you on this blog 😭 ) Well boy do I have the thing for you! unhinged HC about Fyodor featuring me describing his dick at random throughout the post.

-Fyodor is a regular customer buying body butter on Etsy, his favorite scent is sweet alpha musk.

-Fyodor only uses the towels he bought at a garage sale that has like the cupid babies embroidered on them and has "Love" sewn into them.

-Fyodor calls the stem of a grape the butt plug of nature.

-Fyodor won't admit it but all he wants to do is take a warm bath, while ABBA plays in the background.

-Fyodor once kidnapped a 4-year-old during the 2011 Olympics at 8:07pm in Shanghai China. He took to a restaurant because kids under the age of 10 get to eat for free and he lost his wallet while bike riding. The kid had tons of fun and Fyodor even got her a stuffed bear from the arcade. He is now on a watchlist. Fyodor's dick is a 6.9889 inches

-Fyodor has like ten pairs of shoes and each one of them is embroidered with FBGM, or Fuck Bitches Get Money. Nikola said it was an abbreviation of a famous passage in the bible. Fyodor is an idiot lmao anyways fuck bitches get money RAHH

-Fyodor likes to eat his bread rolls as if he's a starving victorian child. Sigma doesn't know if he doesn't because it's funny or if it's a trauma response. Fyodor's dick leans about 20 degrees to the right. \

-Fyodor likes talking and strolls through parks quite often :)

-Fyodor was a head campaign manager for Obama's re-election year! he also embezzled 100,000 USD from the US government.

-Fyodor dresses up all his pets in clothes every day. and on holidays he comes up with matching outfits

-Fyodor half the time doesn't know what he's doing when he's hacking, he kinda just presses random buttons and hopes he doesn't accidentally doesn't shut down some country's water system. He's smart enough to easily learn and pick up on patterns of code but is just too lazy some days. His dick is rather skinny but he knows how to use it

-Fyodor is a fan of Kafka's work so one day he decided to read letters to Milena, Fyodor no longer believes in love because know has ever told him that "in a way, you are like poetry material; you are full of cloudy subtitles I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out." lmao he literally was so dramatic afterward. Nikola complimented his outfit and he said: "if you don't tell me I am like poetry that you're willing to spend your life figuring out then don't fucking say anything."

-Fyodor may or may not have had a bbl. his tip is a light flush pink and the base is slightly tanner than the rest of his body not by much but it's noticeable enough.

-Fyodor thought S&M by Rihanna was about getting arrested. LMAO

-Fyodor one time had to go pee so bad he used a Gatorade bottle to pee in and left it on the side of the road that said: 'for those with a piss kink'

-Fyodor has fought an 11-year-old at Mc Donalds because, in their BTS meal, they got a Namjoon photocard. (they only did the photocard thing in Korea I think)

-Fyodor ran up two flights of stairs passed out and ended up taking care of some old lady's apartment while she traveled through Europe

-Fyodor can't pronounce the word pronounced. I want his cock shoved down my throat.

-Fyodor collects stickers but doesn't know what to stick them on too so now he has two drawers of stickers. his balls are about average darker than the rest, and he's well-trimmed.

-Fyodor has thought about marrying his hat, and having sex with it! he was on acid at this time.

welp, that's all for today, sorry if this was short, and also sorry if this is like spamming? again no need to answer me right away mwah

Sincerely your one and only fuckable hat

-🪱

literally no words there is nothing i could say to make this any better im just gonna sit here and cackle thank u so much

the random descriptions of his cock thrown in genuinely kill me

[godoreo27]

Moster high haunted X reader part 2

As we got to the next scene Draculaura was shaking off her wet pompoms and put them in her locker and (Name) was waiting for her but then out of nowhere Johnny spirit came up behind her and turned visible which scared her but not y/n because she saw it coming.

Draculaura: "AH oh."

Johny spirit: "Hey Draculaura, Hey (Name)"

(Name): "Hey Johnny."

Draculaura: "Johny spirit you scared me half to life."

Johny spirit: "Clawd just asked me to give these to you ghouls. He's got were-flees or something."

As Johny spirit says that he gives a Bouquet to both girls then the camera pans to Clawd as he's freaking out and scratching himself and screaming.

Clawd: "STAY AWAY I'M PROBABLY CONTAGIOUS.

And after that Draculaura and Y/n wave to clad with a frown and Clawd whimpers as he ways back then proceeds to scratch himself.

Draculaura: "Tell him thank you for the roses, seriously don't scare me like that."

Johny spirit: "Anyway, me and some of the other ghosts are going to float around the mall this afternoon you ghouls and Clawd are welcome to join us."

Draculaura: "I'll have to catch up with you I'm almost finished here."

And after that Johny spirit walks away with some ninety's music playing in the background.

Y/n: "I'm going to go me and Clawdeen must go talk to spectra call me if you need me okay love."

Draculaura: Ok.

Y/n kisses her cheek before flying away with the other ghost. After like two minutes of them being gone Draculaura hears some noises and gets a little suspicious as a ball of light flies past her.

Draculaura: "Hello is someone there."

As she says that the lights flicker a little

Draculaura: "Johny spirit is that you."

Draculaura: "Babe if it's you then cut it out its... not... funny."

Draculaura then closes her locker and tries to walk away, but the locker opens again.

Draculaura:" *gasp* I told you not to scare me."

She then closes her locker again and pushes it to make sure it's closed. After a second the locker door flew open and out came a tornado that threw Draculaura's stuff everywhere. Draculaura ran away but then stopped suddenly and went back to grab her lipstick but was spooked into running away.

That's not the only time Draculaura was being messed with but weirdly they never impacted her negatively, on purpose that is.

The next scene show student turning something in and other students sitting in their seats one of the students were Draculaura, but she looked to be reading a book but truthfully, she was looking at a magazine, but then the pages of the magazine flipped drastically to a certain outfit which the ghost apparently thought would look nice on Draculaura and Draculaura thought so too.

Draculaura: "totes."

After grabbing everyone's attention like that Draculaura slumped in her chair and pretended to read the big book. And finally, Draculaura waited till she as alone in the hallway and waited to see what would happen but hat she wasn't expecting was another tornado to come and restyle her hair but the tornado actually did a pretty good job. And that was all the misfit for today she seemed to have made it too lunch without any other changes.

Rochelle: Your hair looks claw-some Draculaura. How did you get it to do that.

Draculaura: hmm don't know you'll have to ask my ghost friend.

Serena: okay I don't remember doing it but apparently, I'm an amazing hair stylist.

Rochelle: Hmm (Name) then.

Draculaura: No, I uh- I said friend not girlfriend I think I'm being haunted.

Twila: Are you sure.

And after Twila said that Draculaura's fork with a carrot on it tried to fly into her mouth.

Draculaura: Uh ya pretty sure.

Rochelle: Serena, you too are half ghost do you know anything about hauntings.

Serena: hmm my grandmother said you can get rid of them by holding your breath.

Draculaura then proceeds to hold her breath.

Serena: Or maybe that was for hiccups.

And Draculaura proceeds to let out that breath.

Twila: Maybe we should go talk to another ghost about this.As we got to the next scene Draculaura was shaking off her wet pompoms and put them in her locker and (Name) was waiting for her but then out of nowhere Johnny spirit came up behind her and turned visible which scared her but not y/n because she saw it coming.

Draculaura: "AH oh."

Johny spirit: "Hey Draculaura, Hey (Name)"

(Name): "Hey Johnny."

Draculaura: "Johny spirit you scared me half to life."

Johny spirit: "Clawd just asked me to give these to you ghouls. He's got were-flees or something."

As Johny spirit says that he gives a Bouquet to both girls then the camera pans to Clawd as he's freaking out and scratching himself and screaming.

Clawd: "STAY AWAY I'M PROBABLY CONTAGIOUS."

And after that Draculaura and Y/n wave to clad with a frown and Clawd whimpers as he ways back then proceeds to scratch himself.

Draculaura: "Tell him thank you for the roses, seriously don't scare me like that."

Johny spirit: "Anyway, me and some of the other ghosts are going to float around the mall this afternoon you ghouls and Clawd are welcome to join us."

Draculaura: "I'll have to catch up with you I'm almost finished here."

And after that Johny spirit walks away with some ninety's music playing in the background.

Y/n: "I'm going to go me and Clawdeen must go talk to spectra call me if you need me okay love."

Draculaura: "Ok."

Y/n kisses her cheek before flying away with the other ghost. After like two minutes of them being gone Draculaura hears some noises and gets a little suspicious as a ball of light flies past her.

Draculaura: "Hello is someone there."

As she says that the lights flicker a little

Draculaura: "Johny spirit is that you."

Draculaura: "babe if it's you then cut it out its... not... funny."

Draculaura then closes her locker and tries to walk away, but the locker opens again.

Draculaura: "*gasp* I told you not to scare me."

She then closes her locker again and pushes it to make sure it's closed. After a second the locker door flew open and out came a tornado that threw Draculaura's stuff everywhere. Draculaura ran away but then stopped suddenly and went back to grab her lipstick but was spooked into running away.

That's not the only time Draculaura was being messed with but weirdly they never impacted her negatively, on purpose that is.

The next scene show student turning something in and other students sitting in their seats one of the students were Draculaura, but she looked to be reading a book but truthfully, she was looking at a magazine, but then the pages of the magazine flipped drastically to a certain outfit which the ghost apparently thought would look nice on Draculaura and Draculaura thought so too.

Draculaura: "totes."

After grabbing everyone's attention like that Draculaura slumped in her chair and pretended to read the big book. And finally, Draculaura waited till she as alone in the hallway and waited to see what would happen but hat she wasn't expecting was another tornado to come and restyle her hair but the tornado actually did a pretty good job. And that was all the misfit for today she seemed to have made it too lunch without any other changes.

Rochelle: "Your hair looks claw-some Draculaura. How did you get it to do that."

Draculaura: "Hmm don't know you'll have to ask my ghost friend."

Serena: "Okay I don't remember doing it but apparently, I'm an amazing hair stylist."

Rochelle: "Hmm (Name) then."

Draculaura: "No, I uh- and I she said friend not girlfriend I think I'm being haunted."

Twila: "Are you sure."

And after Twila said that Draculaura's fork with a carrot on it tried to fly into her mouth.

Draculaura: "Uh ya pretty sure."

Rochelle: "Serena, you too are half ghost do you know anything about hauntings."

Serena: "Hmm my grandmother said you can get rid of them by holding your breath."

Draculaura then proceeds to hold her breath.

Serena: "Or maybe that was for hiccups."

And Draculaura proceeds to let out that breath.

Twila: "Maybe we should go talk to another ghost about this."

TO BE CONTINUED

So, I decided that I was going to try and continue, but at the end of the day I have no idea what is going to come up but still I can do all of the monster high movies because summer break is coming up soon which Is a great opportunity to write more. 1371 words

[avadacandelabra]

Dreams from 3/11/24

I was walking back from break and sat next to him in class. We were getting really close and my leg was touching his leg and then he slid up his bare leg to touch mine so there was skin to skin contact.

Then we were at some party and he and I were touching constantly. It felt so good. We weren’t at first and then we just gave in. We were communicating silently, enjoying the energy. We couldn’t stop. After awhile, he seemed to chuckle incredulously and said "let’s not talk anymore", as in like nothing else can compare to us touching like this. Words are futile. I said to him something like, well this is you catching up, I’ve always known this and I laughed. His eyes smiled. He was catching up with me. We were so comfortable with each other. We didn’t care who noticed and somehow I don’t think people did or didn’t understand the gravity of how deep our connection was. I think mostly we touched under the table and stuff.

Then Afriena arrived at the party. It was good to see her. She had long hair and at first I thought it was a dreadlock hairstyle but I reached out to touch it and it was actually some braids. Perhaps there was some fluffy dreads too, on the side. I forgot someone’s name, someone that we had been talking to that. I leaned into my love's ear to as him if he knew this person's name. He was wearing a hat. We had been sitting in a circle. He said a name I don’t remember but I don’t think he was confident about it. I think that person was leaving now and I wanted to know their name so I could say goodbye. Anyway we were all mingling. I saw Anita. She had been there for awhile but I hadn’t gone up to greet her yet and I thought I should now. I complimented her outfit and she was mean to me, I think she was jealous because I had all these other friends and had ignored her. She wasn’t herself at all. She said something really belittling. I was surprised, I ran. Really fast. I bumped into something, a waiter but it didn’t hurt. He wasn’t annoyed he just said I’m just concerned about whether you are hurt and I told him I was ok. A girl waiter was there too. They cleaned up the glass on the ground. I just felt a hardness on my body no pain. Then I turned around and it was an emergency situation. Some party goer had been chopped in half at the waist. He was dying I guess, there wasn’t much blood spilling though. He was cut cleanly in half. People screamed and started leaving. I knew it must have been from my collision with the waitress. I left too.

Next scene, I see a strip of shops and a Thai restaurant and a train goes behind it usually. Someone asked had there been a train going past there ? No, it hasn’t for a long time. Any Thai people in the area? Does anyone still live here? They should come and join this restaurant and if they have any ideas we will listen and they can join in on the investment and in return we will give them a shift off, or a day off something like that. As if someone should want to liven up the area and make it busy again because it was a shame since it had just been renovated. I was just standing there staring. There were a few people around but not many.

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

The next day, before N. and I went to his Mom’s new place, we were visiting my Grandparents, where we also met my Parents & my Sister.

Once there, I noticed my mother’s smug look, looking at me, as if she was totally.... appalled. I knew my Mom would start to get upset about my outfit/dress. She thought that Nico & I would accompany her, my Dad & Ana, to a family party later. One of my Mom's Cousins invited us to her daughter’s engagement party. 🤮

Mom: Why are you dressed like that??... This dress is a bit-.... agh, I hat to nag, A., but it doesn’t fit you.

Nico (to me): You look perfect to me. Tell her you put the dress on for me. You don’t care about her opinion.

Me (to Mom): I don’t give a shit what you think about my dress! I like it! 💁‍♀️

Mom: Usually you never put on such.... dresses. And it’s cold outside, you’re pregnant!

Me: It's not winter yet! And N. loves my dress.😏... Besides, I’m not going to that party with you! I just came by to talk to Grams.

Nico (to me): Good girl. 🫡... ILY.

Mom: Of course you come to the party with us! Everyone asks for you! You never accompany us at family reunions.🤷‍♀️

Me: I don’t care what your stupid cousins & their smug daughters, talk about me. You invited them to my wedding and now everyone knows about my probs. Sonja told me, that they all make fun of me, because of the divorce.

Mom: Your divocre isn't the end of the world, A.! Nobody talks about you & Daniel. I’m just tired of making up excuses for you all the time. My Mother, your Grandma! She wants to see you!

Me: I also wanna see Grama. But sorry, I'm not going to that party.

Ana: Tbh,... I don’t want to go to this party either. 😒

Dad: You both come with us! One hour, then you can leave.

Nico: I’m against it! A.’s not going to this party!

Mom: You N., can’t forbid her to see my family. Daniel would never have done such a thing. 😠

Nico: Sure, Daniel, he would.. just get high with her. That's much better, right? A. is with me now! We have a Baby. At this party, she’ll only get asked questions about Daniel and our Baby! That burdens her!... I said no! My answer is final. Sorry! 🤷‍♂️

Dad: Are you starting again, N.? You really wanna act like back then and mess with us all, like you did?

Nico: You trying to threaten me?

Me: 🤦‍♀️

Grama: For God’s sake, what’s wrong with you all?? A. & N.,... come with me!

Nico (to Grams): What have I done wrong this time? She doesn’t want to go to that damn party. And the constant comparisons to Daniel, I can't hear anymore!

Grama: Nico... settle down! You can’t talk to her Mother like that. Whether she is right or not, that wasn’t respectful to her parents. Also towards A., you should change your choice of words, especially in front of my son!🤨

Me: He was just trying to help me. Anyway. Let's go N.! 😒

Nico: I’m sorry. I won’t talk to her parents anymore. And thank you for offering to support us financially. We’re gonna buy the apartment, A. wants. But I don’t want to waste your savings. You have helped us in the past too, but now, I can take care of it myself.

Grama: Oh!?.. Ok, but that money I saved, belongs to A.! I’ve saved that for her since she was a little girl. She can get it.

Me: Really? Thank you Grams!

Grama: Ok, bella, then it's settled. I’m happy for you two.

I wasn’t at that stupid family party. Sonja warned me about our other cousins. So I knew, everyone would ask me whose baby I'm carrying? (N. or D.) Like I don’t know, whose baby it is. 😒.... And between my parents and Nico, it’s gonna be pretty exhausting. N. slowly started to act like he used to, because my parents (Mom) annoyed him completely. However, I couldn't live with N. together at my parents house. It just didn't work! 😩🤯

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NMFTG Chapter 22

First Date Attempted Homicides

holy shit I finally finished this chapter: ao3

renee and neil being friend dates to the christmas banquet below the cut

In the midst of nine different long winded anecdotes, maybe just enough waxing poetic about Dan, and a very confusing explanation of something called “love languages,” Matt managed to deliver a list of requirements: buy flowers, wear semi-matching outfits, compliment each other, and sit together.

A mission statement: “dates are about learning and sharing.” 

And a promise to “not gossip or interfere if Andrew tries to kill you, you strange, strange man.” As Matt was still somehow convinced Neil was living by a secret agenda that dictated he steal everyone’s girlfriends, despite Neil’s entire lack of interest in that or the blatant fact that Renee and Andrew weren’t together. And therefore Matt assumed Andrew would be killing Neil at his earliest convenience once he returned and learned of that. 

If only Neil would be so lucky. 

Neil was about ready to flip the picnic table they were sitting at and yell ‘scatter,’ when Matt slapped the table with an air of finality and asked, “Do you guys have any questions?” 

“No, thank you Matt, this has been informative,” Renee answered. 

“I’m happy to help and not gossip about this whatsoever. It’ll actually be pretty funny to be the only one in the know while you guys do this… experiment? What exactly is going on here? If not girlfriend-napping.” He asked. 

“We’re going to the banquet together,” Neil hedged. 

“Yeah, sure, no answers for Matt. Whatever. By the way, what are you guys doing for winter break?” 

“North Dakota,” Renee answered. “I’m bringing Allison and Seth again.” 

“I’ll be here, I guess, or in Columbia looking after Andrew’s little ducks.” 

Matt half-heartedly tried to hide his smile. “Okay, well, if you and Andrew’s little ducks want to come to New York with me, my mom and I would be happy to host you all.” 

Neil had never been to New York. “I’ll ask them,” he said. They’d probably say yes, if not Neil could just lower his voice and maybe they’d all think he was Andrew for a second and agree in a blind fear. 

“Awesome.” Matt said, completely ignoring the fact that if Andrew was going to kill Neil for anything it would definitely be this. 

They all agreed easy, way easier then Neil thought they would. But Katelyn was going to visit her parents for the holidays so Aaron didn’t care and once Kevin was told they’d have access to a court he agreed. 

Allison had gotten Neil a second suit for the winter banquet back when she’d gotten the first one. Neil showed it to Renee for the purposes of matching and getting flowers. It was dark brown with gold buttons and another white button up underneath. Renee had nodded sagely and Neil figured she’d sort it out. 

They went to the florist together the day before the banquet, paid what seemed like too much to a vaguely depressed looking florist and got yellow roses to pin to each other. 

“I don’t know if I really understand this?” Neil admitted as they walked back to the dorms. It was cold out and the straw hat did nothing to keep heat in, but Neil was determined to stick to his hat resolution. He could steal one of Seth’s beanies but it just wouldn’t have the same flair. 

“Well, flowers have a long history as tokens of affection. They’re pretty and most people like them. It’s probably more about the exchange of items and visual connection.” 

“I have a yellow flower, you have a yellow flower.” Neil nodded to himself. “Hey, Renee?”

“Yeah?”

“Have you ever wanted to actually do this with someone?” 

Renee glanced at him, “I have. I had too much going on before I was Renee. And then I had my religion and admittedly it took a long time for me to get past my own fears about what I wanted.” 

Neil raised an eyebrow. 

Renee shrugged. “‘I’ve been considering telling everyone soon, but I know you wouldn’t say anything anyway, I’m a Lesbian, Neil. I like women and that has not historically been approved of in lots of circles. I was afraid Stephanie would tell me I was going to hell. I was afraid I was going to hell.” 

“And then?”

“And then I talked to her about it and my fears were unfounded. And then I came here and while the team’s gotten better in recent times it was rough at first. So, I decided to keep quiet on the matter.” And then her and Andrew worked out their deal about banquets to keep the others off her back about it. 

“I’ve never,” Neil fiddled with the plastic bag that had the roses in it. “The few times I kissed anyone it was mostly about curiosity and then disappointment. I don’t really get any of it, to be honest. And I was never allowed to date anyway so it never seemed that important. But um, I’m asexual.” 

“There’s nothing wrong with that, or you for that matter.” She gave him a wry grin. “Not about this. Everyone’s different. I know you’re not one for religion so I’ll save the whole God thing. But, there are other people who feel just the way you do. None of us are as alone as we feel.” Her hand went up to her cross and Neil would put money on it being a gift from her mother. 

“Thanks for being my first date, Renee.” 

“Thank you for being mine.” 

Allison ‘got’ Neil to leave his hat at the dorms by promising to stop pretending to throw up everytime she saw him in one of his new outfits. She was a total sucker, Neil had already decided he didn’t want his hat to have to deal with the Ravens. They would sully its honor. 

Everyone piled onto the bus and Neil snagged Kevin’s sleeve and tugged him off to the side. “Look at me.” Neil said. 

Kevin was already in the beginnings of his pre-Raven panics but still had the leftover audacity to look irritated at Neil. Whatever, he could be as pissed as he wanted, it wasn't Neil’s job to keep him happy, it was Neil’s job to keep him alive and un-Ravened. 

Neil had pinpointed right before the bus ride as the best time for this chat, it gave Kevin long enough to ruminate on Neil’s words that he’d believe him but not long enough that Kevin would start having extra questions. 

“Do you remember what you asked me at Halloween?” Neil asked. 

“What?” Kevin asked. Of course he didn’t remember. The guy had been eight different sorts of fucked up that night. 

“You asked me why I don’t drink,” he informed Kevin. “The time and place for alcohol is when you’re in the process of bleeding out and need something to steady your hand while you’re stitching up your own wounds.” 

Kevin's eyes went wide. 

“You’ve seen me in the locker room, you can guess how many times I’ve had to do that. Drinking recreationally would just make it a less effective anesthetic in addition to making me vulnerable to an attack. You won’t be bleeding today. Stay sober, stay within reach of me or another Fox. Don’t leave with anyone who isn’t us. If anyone tries to corner you or get you alone you yell ‘I’m gonna throw up’ and run for the nearest Fox and then the nearest bathroom. Do you understand me?” Neil reached out and grabbed Kevin’s shoulder. “I will not let anything happen to you, but you need to listen to me.” 

“Okay,” Kevin said with a jerking nod. “Okay.” 

“Sober and in sight.” Neil said once more before marching Kevin up and onto the bus. Neil deposited Kevin next to Abby and then made for Renee’s bench, where she had saved him a seat. 

“Neil?” Seth asked. 

“What?” 

“What do you mean what?” Seth gestured to Neil and Renee. 

“You’re supposed to sit with your date.” Neil said. 

Renee made an amused sound next to him. 

“Date?!?” Allison yelled, with frankly too much disbelief and outrage. 

Katelyn shot up from her seat next to Aaron. And practically sprinted down the aisle to look Neil in the eyes. “What happened to ‘I’m not catholic and I’m not taking anyone to the banquet?’” She asked with a shit eating grin on her face. 

“Well, I’m still not catholic. And Renee asked nicely.” 

“I also asked nicely.” Katelyn said with fake offense. 

“No, you hunted me down while I was on a walk and tried to get me to be the scapegoat for your badly hidden secret relationship.” 

“We’re not in a relationship,” Aaron corrected from where he was still seated. 

“Aaron, I will beat the shit out of you and gleefully die at Andrew’s hands. Grow up.” 

“Neil,” Matt said carefully. “Do you want Andrew to kill you?”

Neil leaned his head back and looked at the ceiling of the bus. “We all have to die someday, Matt, and there are worse ways to go. If I get him angry enough he’ll even be quick about it.” 

“Well, that’s horrible.” Nicky said before apologizing to his date about everyone. 

“Andrew’s not gonna kill you, you little shit, you’re like his deputy or whatever.” Seth said. 

“Call him the sheriff to his face when he gets back and I’ll give you a hundred dollars,” Allison offered, already pulling out her purse. 

“There is nothing lawful about either of them,” Aaron complained. “They’re like weird murder buddies.” 

“Okay, if you say that to Andrew’s face I’ll give you two hundred dollars.” Allison said. 

“No one is allowed to get murdered,” Dan said. 

Dan would be very unhappy with Neil one of these days. Oh, well. 

“Renee, if Andrew doesn’t murder me when he gets back will you put me out of my misery?” Neil asked, remembering Matt’s rule about talking. 

“Sorry, Neil, the ten commandments forbid me.” She patted him on the shoulder consolingly. 

“This is so unfair.” 

The Winter Banquet was at Breckenridge that year. Kevin managed to somewhat listen to Neil and was close enough to sober for Neil to not bug him about it. 

They got changed in the lockers and met back up in the hall. Neil handed Renee the rose. There was a pin in the stem so Renee could attach it to the strap of her dress. 

“Your dress looks very soft.” He said, glancing over at Matt for support. And it did, it was velvet and just a shade darker then Neil’s suit. 

Matt gave him a thumbs up. 

“Thank you,” Renee said, handing him the other rose. “The orange hair goes well with the suit, you made an apt choice.” 

“Thank you.” Neil said. Although he hadn't been thinking of the suit when he’d dyed his hair. He pulled the lapel of the suit out a bit so he could jam the pin through it without stabbing himself. 

“This is adorable,” Dan said. 

“So cute I could throw up,” Allison said. She checked over Neil’s suit but didn’t fix anything about his appearance. He was vaguely proud of himself. 

The Ravens and the Foxes were both seated at opposite ends of the court. Evidently the last banquet being proof enough that the two teams should be kept far, far away from each other. Which was good as Neil had a few educated guesses about what Riko was planning and he didn’t like any of the possibilities. 

They sat with the Hornets and Neil left interteam relations to the upperclassmen. Instead he split his time evenly between chatting with Renee, distracting Kevin, and keeping an eye out for stray birds. 

Then Tetsuji got up to announce which teams would qualify for the spring games and Neil got so caught up in the euphoria of Palmetto just barely making it that he decided to ignore the strong possibility he wouldn’t make it to the end of the season. 

He slipped a hand into his suit pocket and thumbed at the keys he’d transferred from his sweatshirt. He just needed the rest of the team to survive longer, if they made it far enough before he died the ERC might let the others finish without him. Technically they’d still have enough players. 

Post dinner, the Foxes divided. Most of them headed off to the dance floor. Neil, Renee, and Kevin stayed at the edge of the dance floor watching the others. 

“Do you want to dance?” Neil asked, hoping the answer was no. 

“What would we do with Kevin?” Renee shook her head. 

Kevin, still mostly sober, just sighed deeply, not at all entertaining either of them. They should have brought him to the first date lesson with Matt, Kevin sucked at this. 

Neil said as much. 

“I am not either of your dates,” Kevin complained. “We’re not dating, I have a girlfriend.” 

“I totally believe you, Kevin.” Neil said. “Also, we don’t need to be dating to go as dates to the banquet.” 

“I need a drink.” 

“You don’t,” Neil disagreed. 

Renee opened her mouth to say something good natured and amusing, Neil was sure, but then Seth came up to them out of the dance floor. With his hands in his pockets and a complicated look on his face he avoided eye contact and managed to speak in an even and genial tone. 

“Renee, would you go dance with Allison? I need a break.” 

Renee looked to Neil, who shrugged. And then she smiled and made off onto the dance floor. 

Seth turned and watched as Renee went up to Allison and the two started to dance. 

“Be an ally, Seth,” he mumbled under his breath. “Wingman me.” He straightened up and spoke at a regular volume. “Okay I need to go find Coach, some place that isn’t here, see you later fuckos.” 

Neil let Seth go, in favor of not asking what any of that was about. But he couldn’t help himself completely and the second Seth was out of earshot Neil turned to Kevin. “Did him and Allison break up again?” He asked. 

“Okay, I’m getting a drink.” Kevin said instead of answering. 

Neil followed him over to the drink table, fully intending to spend the next ten minutes knocking cups out of Kevin’s hand. Which of course is when Riko and Jean appeared to make everything miserable. 

“Oh, yay,” Neil decided he would start. “My two favorite has-beens, what’s up? Fuck anything up recently?” 

Kevin poured himself a glass of punch and chugged it for half a second before putting it down with a look of disgust. That was the ‘this has no alcohol content,’ look of disgust, distinct and separate from all of Kevin’s other various disgust related faces. 

“Nathaniel,” Riko said with a grin. Fuck. “You will learn how to treat your betters. I will not tolerate this disrespect any longer.” 

“Come now, Riko, delusional isn’t a good look for anyone. You know my name is Neil.” Fuck, fuck, fuck. 

“I’d love to know what it is you think you’re doing here? Acting as if I don’t own you, but as everything you say is incomprehensible gibberish I’ll save us both the time. You will come to Evermore for Christmas break or a doctor in Easthaven will turn therapy into reenactments of the Goalie’s scandalous past. Or maybe something worse. Do you understand me, Butcher’s boy?” Riko reached out and slipped a piece of folded paper into Neil’s suit pocket. 

Neil grabbed his wrist and and hissed, “if you even think of touching him--” 

“If you want him safe you will be on that plane tomorrow.” Riko hissed back, wrenching his wrist out of Neil’s grasp and storming off. Jean followed obediently behind him. 

Fuck, FUCK. Neil couldn’t even begin to parse what the fuck Riko meant about owning him. 

Andrew, locked in Easthaven where no one could talk to him until the new year. Shit. No knives, coming off his meds. Fuck. 

Neil turned and saw Kevin, face pale as a sheet, not breathing at all. 

Even Dobson couldn’t talk to Andrew. 

“Is it true?” Kevin wheezed, eyes searching Neil’s face. 

The team had petitioned the courts because of him. Because of Neil and his big fucking mouth. 

Neil moved forward, Kevin flinched and Neil ignored it as he grabbed him by the elbow and pulled him out of the court, out of the party and into the hall. Kevin started babbling and Neil couldn’t make most of it out between his own panic and Kevin’s. 

“You have to go,” is what finally caught up to Neil’s ears. 

Neil pulled the slip of paper out of his pocket, the plane confirmation. “No, that’s stupid.” He said, ripping it in half. 

Kevin decked him in the face. 

Neil swore and stumbled back. 

“You are not leaving Andrew to die,” Kevin ordered. Now, where the fuck had this been while Riko was running his mouth? 

“I’m not. Fuckface.” Neil said. “I know you’re smart, rub two brain cells together and think for a minute. If I go we’ll both die.” Neil couldn’t protect anyone from the Nest. 

“He’ll kill Andrew if you stay!”

Kevin wasn’t wrong. 

“Just give me a minute.” Neil said. He reached up to staunch the blood coming from his nose. Goddammit, thinking with a broken nose wasn’t fun. But no one was gonna die to Riko fucking Moryiama. 

The other Foxes came pouring out of the court and Neil suddenly saw his solution. A beacon of white haired salvation. His date. Renee Walker. 

Renee who had sat on the other side of the hallway that whole night with him. Renee who had put one hand above his eyes to keep the soap away while washing his hair. 

Renee who Andrew trusted. 

Neil made for the group. 

“What happened?” Dan asked the second she saw the blood on Neil’s face. 

“Riko?” Seth asked, already building up a rage. 

“No, it was Kevin,” Neil dismissed. 

“Day, what the fuck?” Seth and Matt both made for Kevin. 

Neil grabbed both of them. “If you hit Kevin, Andrew will hit you when he gets back.” 

“If he gets back,” Kevin had stopped breathing again. He wouldn’t look at Neil. 

“No one hit Kevin,” Neil said. 

“Why wouldn’t Andrew come back?�� Nicky asked. 

“Renee,” Neil ignored him. “I need to talk to you.” 

“No, you need to answer the fucking question Josten,” Aaron said with a pointed finger. Katelyn pulled a wad of napkins out of her purse and handed them to Neil. 

Sure, yeah, Neil could answer the question and they could all storm back into the court to rip Riko limb from limb in front of all the southern division teams. That would be great. A real fun time until they went to prison or got executed by the mob. 

Or Neil could run in now, swipe a stray knife off some table and jam it through Riko’s stupid neck. Then he’d be the only one in trouble. Maybe he’d end up in the same prison as his father. 

Coach stormed out into the hall, “what the fuck are you all doing out here?” He barked. 

That wouldn’t get Andrew out of Easthaven.

“Coach, we all gotta go,” Neil said. “Or else I’m going to very publicly make an attempt on Riko’s life.” He shoved the ripped pieces of paper into the nearest trash can and wiped some blood off his face with the napkins. 

“Oh, god,” Kevin groaned. “He wasn’t lying, was he?” 

“Later Kevin, one crisis at a time.”