#because he misses him and wants to make him happy and wants to share this with him

[channelsurfinng]

｡･ﾟﾟ･𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾...･ﾟﾟ･｡

...𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂'𝗆 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌!

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 ✧ 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇, 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖼𝖺, 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗆𝖺𝗏𝗎𝗂𝗄𝖺, 𝗆𝗎𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗂, 𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾𝗒, 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒, 𝗇𝖾𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾, 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖺, clorinde.

𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌!

𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌... 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁? 𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇�� 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾. 𝗂'𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖼 𝗂'𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 + 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍.

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ✧ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒. 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍.

𝗑𝗈𝗑𝗈, 𝗅𝗂𝗅 ୨୧

she's a rather lazy kisser.

takes her time, but doesn't put a ton of passion into the kiss. she makes sure you know she means it, but just doesn't see the point of pulling away intensely gasping for air and all that stuff.

you normally receive her kisses during nap times. she loves to sleep, and so whenever you lay down with her, whether it's on the comfort of your shared bed or high up in the trees, she'll sloppily kiss your collarbones, neck, face, pretty much wherever she can reach.

she's a pretty good kisser overall, though. when she wants to be serious, they'll get a little bit more intense, but that's very rarely. really only when you're intensely making out, or even making love to one another.

passionate kisser! pretty much the exact opposite to xilonen.

she thinks of you as someone to be treasured, and she's very passionate about treating you as such. her kisses show you that almost perfectly.

a goodnight kiss and a good morning kiss is always in arrangement. she can't leave the house without them, and even if you're still asleep by the time she needs to leave, you'll still receive it. but there's no getting out of a goodnight kiss. she can't sleep without it, but she'll never admit it to you.

if she feels upset or angered by something, she'll immediately seek you for a kiss. no matter what you're doing, she'll take your face in her hands and kiss your lips. you never mind it. but it doesn't ever happen in public. she's not a fan of pda.

not as good as xilonen in terms of how she kisses, but she's passionate and sends her message through them. they do tend to get a bit sloppy during lovemaking, though...

his kisses are just a bunch of things all at once. sounds weird but do you know what i mean

he's stressed? he goes in for a kiss. he's happy? kiss. sleepy? kiss!

he doesn't do pda, but isn't like chasca as where she doesn't really want to initiate it. if he wants a kiss, he'll get a kiss. he might be teased to the deaths by ajaw, but oh well. he'll just swat him into timeout.

at first, he did not know how to kiss. like it was bad. lol. you kinda had to give him a little lesson because he's literally never kissed anybody before, and he wasn't ever just naturally good at it

but, with a little work, he learned, and he enjoys it very much! it's probably his favorite way of showing you he loves you, he thinks. he'd never put his lips on something he doesn't truly treasure, and you're the only one who gets it.

overall, not a bad kisser once you teach him. he knows the right and wrong times of when to initiate, and he knows your boundaries, and is careful to not overstep.

come home the kids miss you mavuika

she gives passionate, but not frequent kisses.

her job as the pyro archon takes a lot of strength and patience, coming from the both of you. she's stressed and tired, and you need to have the patience with her.

but she understands that you need attention and love too, and the caring part of her kicks in. and these moments are why kisses are so special.

they only happen when she realizes she's been potentially neglecting you too much. she could be away for days on end, but always expect a kiss and a long hug when she comes back, maybe as a little apology.

she's more of a hugger rather than a kisser. her hugs symbolize to you that she's there to protect you and that she loves you, but her kisses mean something even more than that. that's how you know that she really treasures you.

overall a good kisser when she wants to give kisses!!! though they're uncommon, they're long and passionate when they do happen. although, when you guys get it on (if you know what i mean winky face winky face) she kisses a lot more.

(hug hcs and maayyyyybbeeeee lovemaking hcs in a different post maybe perhaps perchance)

this girl is a KISSER!!!!!

she strikes me as the type of girl to kiss her girlfriends on the forehead or the cheek whenever they have to part. for example, kachina gets a little goodbye peck every time they need to separate (in a platonic way, obviously).

so when it comes down to you, you get even more!!!!!

her favorite thing after a long day of exploring with her friends is running into your shared home and jumping into your arms, kissing your face so many times you swore if she was wearing lipstick your face would be colored the shade she was wearing.

but she saves her real kisses all for you!!! the kisses she gives you aren't just little pecks, no, they're full on kisses. like, borderline making out, gasping-for-air kind of thing. she always giggles and kisses your nose right after before going back to what she was doing before (she finds it funny how you always look stunned and winded afterwards).

overall, the best kisses anybody could ever receive. someone get me a mualani. is this my sign to raise her from level 60?

this boy is such a tease his kisses are literally pretty much to tease you

see they can be serious and teasing. depending on the mood.

they'll be teasing when you're simply hanging around the house, maybe you're cooking or doing a chore while lyney's practicing magic. you could be hyper focused and he'll sneak up to you, silent like a cat, and just start showering you with kisses along your neck and shoulders. he earns a little swat on the shoulder for distracting you.

they'll be serious mostly when you're sad or he's jealous. if you're sad, his kisses will go from serious and passionate to his usual teasing pecks in attempt to cheer you up. it usually works, and he always ends up with a laughing s/o, just like he wants it.

but when he's jealous, woah. that's a whole different kind of thing. new side to lyney unlocked.

he'll come up to you and lock you in a kiss so passionate for so long you can barely breathe when he lets go of you, giving the person you were talking to a look before dragging you off. this will only happen if another man approaches you. he needs to show them who you really belong to, and what's a better way to do it than that?

overall, great kisser, but only really shows it during lovemaking or when he's jealous. he's skilled with his mouth, his hands, goodness, he's just the epitome of perfection!

hmmm i can't tell with him

sometimes he only has time for small little pecks, and other times he's got you on his lap in his office and kissing you until you pull away gasping for air. depends on his schedule tbh

on the days he is free, though, it's mostly just sex over simple kisses. he'll start with gentle, passionate kisses before moving down, and down, and down even lower, before more events start happening. idk he's a busy man people

but his little pecks are great too!!!! he needs to hurry out of his office sometimes and never fails to find you in your living quarters to give you a little kiss on the lips before leaving for the rest of the day, or maybe only about an hour. depends on the prisoner, depends on the severity of the situation, depends on a lot of things lowk

overall a good kisser. he just doesn't really have time to unleash his full potential (lol) but ya.

lowk same as wriothesley lol he doesn't have much time for really anything with relationships

but the difference is, instead of little pecks, he pulls you into a hug and truly kisses you goodbye. he may be away for longer times than wriothesley is, so he makes sure the impact lasts enough for the duration he's away.

he greets you the same way when he comes back, too. he never wants you to feel neglected, but his work occasionally has to come first.

and when you do feel neglected? ah, you may see it rain. he feels so bad, and watching you break down and tell him how you feel may make him shed a tear or two himself.

he uses gentle kisses along your neck and collarbones to get you to calm down, truly soaking in your complaints and doing his best to change his schedule just a bit...

overall an ok kisser. he just never has time to give them.

oh she loves kisses! but unfortunately she's too stubborn to admit it.

at first, something held her back from giving them. she didn't know why, you never knew why, but eventually she got more comfortable with it that she started giving them all the time!

she loves when you give them too! again, too stubborn to admit it, but she melts when you give her random kisses too (just avoid it in public, she'll get embarrassed, and how dare you embarrass lady furina!)

but in private , she's pretty much all over you! she wants to kiss you every single time that she sees you. she just finds you irresistible, okay? don't argue!

overall not the best kisser, but a fun kisser! never tell her that though, she might not appreciate it.

very dense. doesn't really understand the point of even kissing in the first place.

but she came to love it, that's for sure. and after a couple months, she'll start to warm up to initiating it.

her kisses are rather hesitant, as if she's doing it wrong. this is her first relationship, the first person to truly have her back. she almost feared messing up. but in your eyes, clorinde could never mess up.

she kisses you every night she's able to come home to you. but that's really all. kinda like mavuika, she expresses herself in other ways, but instead of hugging she uses her words and small gifts.

if you want more kisses, you gotta initiate. she doesn't mind it though! she secretly wants more, she's just nervous to ask

overall, not a great kisser, but she tries for you.

[lacydollette]

Lol, this is from my own current personal angst in my life but I was thinking it can be used for an angsty Rafe x Reader. I have very low self esteem, I don't think I look pretty so I have a hard time accepting that a guy could be interest in me or find me appealing, especially cuz guys have called ''mid''. Right now I'm talking to THE sweetest guy. THE most greenest flag of all. Super respectful, mature and kind. I had a freakout and pushed him away, wanted to stop talking. He got super upset, send me a drunk text basically being like ''I'm so attracted to u and your everything I've ever dreamt of. I just wanna make you happy and make you smile. Your so special to me. I keep saying that your beautiful, amazing and gorgeous but you won't hear it. Please don't let your insecurites get in the way of us. I fkn miss you'' I mean...hey feel free to take whatever inspiration you want from that, change it, build on it, whatever you want! We just want a sappy head over heels Rafe who is heartbroken being pushed away (but with a happy ending)

a/n tysm for sharing this with me! and please don’t let your doubts get in the way of your happiness. you are BEAUTIFUL and you MATTER ❤️‍🩹 i hope u like this little piece.

warnings rafe cameron x fem!reader, reader with low self esteem, situationship, angst, fluff, rafe being a sweetheart

Rafe couldn’t really tell when it started, but he could feel it in your forced smiles and short responses. He tried to convince himself it was nothing, but the ache in his chest told him otherwise. Every attempt to figure out what he had done wrong was met with your dismissive shrug and a short, “I’m fine.”

But what Rafe didn’t know about was the chaos in your mind. You liked him—really liked him—but your insecurities were keeping you from letting yourself fall completely. You couldn’t ignore the way girls seemed to flirt with Rafe at parties, the way people whispered that you weren’t pretty or cool enough, to be with someone like him. It didn’t matter how many times he told you that you were beautiful—the doubt in your mind drowned out his words. So, you began to pull away, convinced it was only a matter of time before he realized you weren’t what he wanted.

And that’s why Rafe ended up going to this party alone, although it should have been a night that you two spend together. You had promised to go, only to back out at the last minute with a stupid excuse about not feeling well. Rafe knew you were lying. Obviously he didn’t want to go without you, but after Topper wouldn’t stop begging him, he gave in.

He spent the first hour trying to lose himself in the crowd, nursing a beer and pretending to laugh at Topper’s jokes, but it was useless. Every girl who tried to flirt with him only reminded him of you, and every drink made the knot in his chest tighten. Eventually, he escaped out into the yard, needing space to think—or maybe just to breathe.

The cool night air sobered him slightly, but not enough to stop him from pulling out his phone. His fingers hovered over your contact before he finally hit call. It rang three times before you picked up.

“Rafe?” You said softly, voice trembling slightly. You winced at how vulnerable you sounded.

“hi, baby.” he said, his voice breaking slightly before going right in. “What’s going on with you? Please, just tell me. Did I do something? Did I hurt you somehow? Because if I did, fuck I swear to God, I didn’t mean to.”

Your throat tightened, guilt twisting in your stomach. He sounded so desperate, so unlike the confident, self-assured Rafe you knew. You didn't know what to say, how to explain something you couldn't even fully understand yourself.

“Talk to me, y/n,” he pleaded. “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep guessing what’s wrong. I care about you too much to lose you like this.” His voice cracked, and he raked a hand through his hair, his frustration spilling over. “I’m completely crazy about you. I don’t care about anyone else. You’re it for me. You’re the only one I want.”

Your heart shattered at his words. He cared about you, really cared about you. But how could he? How could someone like Rafe Cameron, with his perfect smile and effortless charm, care about someone like you?

"Rafe..." you whispered, unsure of what to say. “No,” he interrupted. “You have no idea how much you mean to me. I think about you all the time—when I wake up, when I go to sleep. You’re all I want, y/n. And if there’s even a part of you that feels the same way—then please, stop pushing me away.”

The silence that followed was unbearable. Rafe leaned against a tree, his heart pounding so loudly it drowned out everything else. Then he heard you breathe out, followed by muffled sobs, which you tried so hard to suppress by pressing your palm over your mouth. You wanted to believe him, wanted to let his words sink in and erase all your doubts. But the fear was still there.

“I didn’t think I was enough for you,” you finally whispered, voice trembling. “You could have anyone, Rafe. And people keep saying I don’t deserve you, and maybe they’re right.”

“Are you kidding me?” he said, his voice rising as he couldn’t believe that you’d actually think that. “Baby, you’re more than enough. You’re everything. Don’t let what other people say get in your head. They don’t know you. They don’t know us.”

Your sniffle came through the line, and he could picture you wiping your tears, head bowed like it always was when you were upset. “I just… I didn’t want to hold you back.”

“You’re not holding me back,” he replied softly. “You’re the only thing keeping me sane.” He paused. “Please, just let me in. Let me prove to you how much you mean to me.”

The sincerity in his voice was undeniable, and you believed him. Believed that he was serious about you two. “Okay.” You said. Relief washed over him, and he exhaled shakily. “Okay,” he repeated, his lips curving into a smile. “I’m coming to you right now.”

Your eyes widened, “No, Rafe, you don’t have to—”

“I want to,” he said firmly. “Stay where you are. I’m coming to you. We’ll figure this out together.” And with that, he ended the call, his heart pounding with determination. He didn’t care what anyone else thought. You were his, and he wasn’t going to let you go.

[yaniluvs]

lingering pats and stolen kisses 日 ── ot8 [hyung line] skz ; how is pda with your boyfriend?

𓍯 hyung-line idol!skz ʚଓ fem!reader ：（ 𝒾 ）0.7k ── ༯ HEADCANONS, tooth rotting fluff, kisses, hugs, established relationship, req. by anon . ⸝⸝𓂃 LiBRARY. /ᐠ.ꞈ.ᐟ\ྀིྀི

yani's note ˖˙ ᰋ and she makes a comeback !! i'm sorry for the sudden infamous inactive era AGAIN, the past two weeks were well.. very busy and i wasn't in the right headspace at all, but i'm better now! i was also binge reading the powerless trilogy so.. maybe expect some fics about it too? thank y'all for 430 followers <3 and thanks to anon for the request, hope you like it! comments, requests, asks, likes and reblogs are always appreciated ! comment/ask if you want to be added to my mastertag ! happy reading <3

chris ୨୧ he is definitely the type who does not give two shits. he will kiss you whenever he wishes to; at the recording studio, when 3racha and maybe even rest of his members are recording for the coming album; in breaks; during practice when you come visit him, or when you’re at his shared dorm with jeongin. this man will not hesitate once to pull you onto his lap, and pressing light, feather kisses to your lips, cheeks, nose, forehead, with soft pats on your head or middle. however it’s hard to miss how adorable he looks when crimson rises up his cheeks, ears and neck, grin widening as deep chuckles leave his mouth- followed by a glare, because seungmin probably calls you two grandparents or just him, an old man. he will get shy and flustered when his members tease him — but that won’t stop him from fulfilling his wishes, after some giggling !! he needs to have his arm around you, or fingers lacing yours or his on your thigh, at all times. a simple act that helps him ground, knowing you’re there with him. and of course, he will keep a limit to the pda, not wanting to cringe out or distract his members — or get himself carried away with you.

minho ୨୧ this man is definitely a ruthless tease. you're around him and the members, he's leaning in close, your noses touching. the next thing you know, he flicks your nose with that stupid grin on his face, sprinting away to continue practicing or whatever it was that he was doing. but the teasing ends soon, as he just can't help but be beside you all the time. have his hand on your lower back, hips (living up to the butthunter title), or even holding your hands if you're lucky. he will fold but pretend to act nonchalant when you give him a peck on the cheek- or lips.

changbin ୨୧ okay hmo. he loves loves LOVES back hugs. it doesn’t matter if he’s on the giving or receiving end. he just loves them. also forehead kisses and cuddling even if it’s brief !!!!!!!!!!!!!! he is down bad for physical affection, definitely. having you on his lap, or his arms around your waist, and caressing your skin. pecks on the lips for sure. he won’t mind the others but he will get shy but a little when the members tease him or hyunjin feigns hurt of his wife leaving him; only for you to fluster your boyfriend more after another kiss. a big baby, always wanting to be close to you. (dying rn)

hyunjin ୨୧ he is such a romantic guy. when it comes to pda, i think he's definitely very touchy. in a good way; he might be back-hugging you, resting his chin on your head or shoulder, or leaving a ghost of a kiss at the back of your neck, under your hairline. probably also likes if your fingers are intertwined too, with him kissing your knuckles. he will not leave your side, at all !!!!!!!!! you're like his personal lucky charm. maybe during a break from practice, he'll be showing you the new choreo and maybe even teaching it to you so you to try it.. but i bet the two of you will get carried away, and will either be making out very intimately or start ballroom-dancing while giggling like elementary kids. he really loves you and will show it every minute !!

hyunjin ୨୧ he is such a romantic guy. when it comes to pda, i think he's definitely very touchy. in a good way; he might be back-hugging you, resting his chin on your head or shoulder, or leaving a ghost of a kiss at the back of your neck, under your hairline. probably also likes if your fingers are intertwined too, with him kissing your knuckles. he will not leave your side, at all !!!!!!!!! you're like his personal lucky charm. maybe during a break from practice, he'll be showing you the new choreo and maybe even teaching it to you so you to try it.. but i bet the two of you will get carried away, and will either be making out very intimately or start ballroom-dancing while giggling like elementary kids. he really loves you and will show it every minute !!

mastertag ୨୧ @cosmicalily

[navybrat817]

Ficlet Friday?

A slightly buzzed Bucky just being the cutest or in love or both. Definitely a fluff-ficlet. Your choice on which Bucky 😉

I tried to make it fluffy, nonnie, but it does have a touch of angst. Sorry!

Pretty Girl

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Word Count: Over 700

Warnings: Tipsy Bucky, encouraging friends, slight angst

You were reading a book in the lounge when laughter rang out through the hall, a smile touching your lips. The guys decided to do a “boys' night out” and it sounded like they had a good time. Between being heroes and the trials and tribulations they all went through, they deserved it.

“Hey! Pretty girl!”

You didn't turn toward the sound of Bucky’s voice immediately as much as you wanted to. Glancing around, you were the only one in the lounge, so who was he talking to? It would mean everything for him to call you pretty, but you were just… you.

“Steeeeve. I don’t think she heard me,” Bucky loudly whispered.

“Then say it again with feeling,” Steve loudly whispered back.

“Got it.” Bucky sucked in breath which gave you enough time to cover your ears. “HEY! PRETTY GIRL!”

“Jesus Christ, I can hear you guys,” you confirmed, shutting your book. There went your quiet evening. “I guess stealth isn’t your strong suit tonight.”

You shrieked when Bucky suddenly sat beside you, casually throwing an arm over your shoulders. Okay, he was still stealthy, and he looked amazing in his jeans and henley. “There’s my pretty girl. I missed you,” he smiled.

“Um…” You looked around to find Steve, Thor, Sam, Joaquin, and Clint hovering by with expectant looks on their faces. You tried to come up with something witty, but all you said was, “What?”

Bucky chuckled, his cheeks a bit more pink than usual. “My pretty girl is adorable, isn’t she?” he said over his shoulder before looking at you with hearts in his eyes.

You leaned in to get a closer look at him, catching a small whiff of liquor mixed with his cologne. “You’re tipsy,” you said. How was that possible?

“No, I’m Bucky. And you’re pretty,” he smiled, the dreamy look still in his eyes. “Pretty eyes, pretty smile, pretty voice. Even your name’s pretty.”

As happy as you were to hear those things, even as your heart pounded, you looked to the guys for help because Bucky couldn’t be serious. “How?”

“My apologies,” Thor spoke even louder than usual. “I shared some of my Asgardian liquor with Barnes and Rogers and… Well-”

“Bucky hasn’t shut about you,” Sam cut in, rolling his eyes. “‘My girl is the prettiest girl there is.’”

“‘Isn’t my girl brilliant? And so kind!’” Clint mocked.

“‘Her smile just lights up the room’,” Joaquin added.

“Guys, c’mon. It’s sweet,” Steve smiled before he said, “‘I’ll bet her kisses even taste pretty.’”

Heat filled your cheeks. Bucky didn’t deny a thing, so they were telling the truth, weren’t they? “But I’m not-”

The former Winter Soldier placed a hand on your cheek, drawing your attention back to him. “Don’t look at them, pretty girl. Look at me.”

You did, and it made you want to cry. Because you weren’t his girl. He was only saying these things because he was tipsy. “Okay. You had your fun, so why don’t you get some sleep?”

His smile fell away. “No,” he muttered, pulling you into his lap in the blink of an eye and putting his face in your neck. “I’m fine right here.”

His lips against your skin had you shivering, and it wasn’t possible to break from his hold. Being this close felt like a dream, but he was tipsy and you had to be the responsible one. “Um… a little help?” you asked.

“Of course.” Thor stepped forward. “Allow me.”

You smiled at the God of Thunder. “Thanks, I…” You stopped when he draped a blanket over you and Bucky. Where did that even come from? “That wasn’t what I-”

“And some water,” he smiled as Bucky nuzzled your neck with a happy moan. You tried not to let that moan turn you on. You had to be good. “Men, let us take our leave.”

“Behave, jerk,” Steve said as Thor shuffled everyone from the room.

“Shut up, punk,” Bucky snarled, nuzzling you again. The lights dimmed, too. It was almost romantic. “Not you, pretty girl. You can say whatever you want.”

You had to laugh. Laughter was better than worrying about what would happen in the morning. “So, I’m your pretty girl?”

“Yep,” he said with a smile. “All mine.”

“Okay, Sarge,” you smiled sadly. “I’m your pretty girl.”

Relaxing in his hold, you could pretend until he was sober that you were.

Love and thanks for participating in Ficlet Friday! ❤️ And this one may be fun to continue.

[justwriting]

Kant, a truly misunderstood protagonist (THK EP 1-6)

Welcome to First’s 101 class in microexpressions to understand the journey of how Kant by Ep 6 has fallen deep into the clutches of our baby assassin (because it seems some people out there skipped the entirety of KB’s scenes and missed out K having a brother and was being blackmailed by Captain Christ – like how? This scene was pretty much in the first ½ hour of the show)

EP 1:

We can all at least agree Kant is super attracted to the cute dude in red, yeah? – Instant attraction:

And immediately falling in bed with a beautiful man like Bison – the whole red room scene (which I am not putting up for reference in this post because it will just chew up my photo limits – but go rewatch the scene to learn what First and Khaotung are portraying): pure lust & desire (no emotional attachment involved).

However, by the next day, where Kant still has no idea who Bison was apart from his hottest (to date) ONS – he was reminiscing and smiling like a fool about said encounter (and here, let me outline it for you what First was trying to portray – Kant having a crush on his ONS), daydreaming of what he just experienced:

When he finally met up with Bison again in the diner, which he engineered – that’s when his mission started. We can assume Captain Christ (CC) painted the picture Bison as a hard-ass killer. But how to reconcile this with sweet, baby face Bison?

There is certainly an element of deception to Kant – it was easy for him to “fake” some of his attraction (if you want to call it that) because at baseline, there is already an instant connection. Bonus if he can score some kisses and make out session with this beautiful assassin. This is a guy who has tangled with drug lords before and some danger excites him, yes?

So, the rest of Ep 1 was Kant being flirty and suave (and yes, with some trickery to those flirtatious manner). And you can tell, because Kant was putting all these big, exaggerated moves (like wanting to date and become boyfriends with Bison straight away) when he normally would have started cautiously:

However, he mixed this deceit with sincere tidbits about himself like the conversation by the lake when he shared the meaning of his name and his aquaphobia:

But by end of ep 1, Kant was starting to get slightly desperate. Bison is happy to flirt but not commit. Fadel is also in his way. Bison, being a good younger brother wants Fadel approval, and I suspect, a way for Kant to prove he is serious about pursuing him. Bison is also diabolical in that way because he is a cheeky, not-so-naïve baby boy (as proven by his sharp observant of Babe and James) – the only blinkers he appears to have been when Kant is involved (or Fadel) – the 2 persons he cares for the most.

And so, he enlists his trusty bestie (who else would he have called? Kant circle of friend starts and ends with Style. Otherwise, he only has Captain Devil breathing down his neck and his baby brother who he wants to protect from the big, bad world). Yes, it was misleading of Kant not to tell Style the truth immediately. However, Style is 100% chaos and unhinged at best (and to be honest, I don’t think he would have said no if Kant explained his situation).

** Style comes off as charming, but he is also annoying, has stalk-ish tendency, does not know personal boundaries and outside of Thai BL world, we would have called what he did to Fadel (in the locker room at the gym) sexual assault (because you don’t kiss someone without consent and get away with it as easily in real world).

EP 2:

The desperation is now in full force. Kant wants to get this mission underway quickly. He turns up the volume of his charm and repeatedly try to sneak in kisses or showing his big boba eyes to Bison in the hope of melting Bison’s heart. Bison does clock on desperation – but he is happy to continue to with the charade. After all, having a gorgeous, hunky tattooist hitting on you will be good for the ego (and soul)?

Kant and Bison’s scene at the tattooist place? – when Bison was showing his “cat underneath the Northern Lights” design, followed by Kant trying to feel up Bison’s thigh - now that was Kant being sleazy and Bison incredulously laugh, and smile showed he is very much aware of it but still attracted to him.

Despite the sleaziness though, there is still hint of Kant being attracted towards Bison too (see exhibit below) - that lips biting and quick top to bottom survey by Kant 👌

And while it was not shown, we can assume Kant is being hounded by CC about his mission. Thus, to get his mission further, we have Tawan and the whole “make Kant jealous and showing his possessive side” towards Bison. However, Bison does not seem that impressed with it. Amused, yes – he knows he can kill these 2 buffoons with his pinky if he wants to.

By now, Kant is starting to get annoyed. Bison is still playing hard to get. The whole milkshake scene – when Bison challenged him to prove his worth and join him in the dance-off challenge. Here, again let me point out to you the micro-expressions First were making – fond smile by how cute Bison was acting, followed by the minute change to his eyebrows and clenched jaw to express how irritated he was but quickly smoothing it out to hide his annoyance (link)

Now, the whole dance sequence is a masterpiece. Yes, it’s campy and an ode to Pulp Fiction but it also showed the state of Bison’s mind and if you look closely, you can see both boys relaxing and giving in to the silliness of the dance as it progresses until they become a unit and converge at the end – where Kant gives a genuine smile to Bison:

It was also the first time Bison finally gave in and gives those sweet pecks to Kant when the latter asked for it (I truly think it was the first time Bison saw the person underneath the suaveness, and he liked what he saw – someone who is happy to indulge in a bit of silliness and fun):

EP 3:

Just as Kant was relaxing somewhat, we have CC coming down like the devil he is. Kant expression at the pool – that’s a man who is fed-up and frustrated.

Because of his conversation with CC, he had to accelerate his timeline. This is when he started to make huge mistakes in the name of his mission.

Firstly, by hastily agreeing he is into BDSM. Oh, I have no doubt he could have learn to enjoy it in the right circumstances and if Bison had the opportunity to show it in a safe and controlled environment. At the very least, we could agree these 2 were horny of each other - as shown by the beautiful gifs: link here. And remember, this was after Bison put on the nipple clamps on Kant.

Alas, with Fadel cockblocking them, all that was left was lingering pain + bad experience for Kant. So, it was not surprising he looked wary and hesitant when Bison brought up the BDSM expect to their wager at Kant’s friend bar. Nevertheless, Kant pressed on because he needed to finish this mission (and preferably before his feelings get even more tangled up).

Either way, Kant is starting to feel fonder of Bison. Mission is still on the front, but cute scenes such as him helping at the diner is a reminder to the viewers that Kant does have some feelings for him (even as he used it to get ahead of his mission):

The whole bar scene followed by the sequence in Bison’s room was designed to provoke uneasiness. Here are 2 men who are not on the same wavelength in terms of their sexual desire. I hope people can at least read how uncomfortable and discompose Kant was even as he allowed Bison (in his drunken state) to tie him up.

EP 4:

The cracks are starting to show. Kant taking pictures of the BDSM gears and Northern Lights photos are unnecessary for the mission – and after revisiting the episode, I think he took those pictures as part of him learning more about Bison (just as he jots down all of Bison likes/dislikes when they officially start dating in Ep 5). Similarly, him caressing the trophy he won with Bison? – that is Kant subconsciously showing his fondness (and perhaps wistfulness) to simpler time:

Anyway, this episode was when Kant and Bison starts to communicate slightly better – progress! I mean, it’s more about Babe but you know – baby steps. All Bison wanted was for Kant to open to him (one of the main reasons why Bison has hesitated before because he could sense that Kant has never fully made himself feel vulnerable).

So, Babe and “being bullied in school” is the catalyst for KantBison to truly form a connection – they both value family and brotherhood above all others, and in this, we can see Bison softening towards Kant (especially as Kant opens up about his past as a car thief, admitting he is not proud of it but he does want he must to feed Babe). Similarly, Kant is starting to see Bison as more than just a beautiful, merciless killer. This man helped him without hesitation, be his Robin to his terrible Batman. He sees someone with some moral compass – Bison powerful statement to the paedophile about “grooming” must hit a nerve in the boys (because I hope we can agree here that both Madam Lilly and CC ‘groomed’ our boys). Bison since he was a child and Kant, barely out of high school, not knowing about laws and scared out of his wits, agreeing to do the police dirty works to make sure Babe is not put in the foster system (which really hits me – HOW LONG HAS CAPTAIN DEVIL BEEN USING KANT AS HIS LACKEY???)

By the end of this episode, Kant is oscillating between relief, joy and guilt depending on what is the most pressing thing in his mind at that time –  CC or his blossoming affection towards Bison. Sadly, no matter how much he likes Bison, Babe will always come first – all good parents put their children first and Kant who has parent-fied his younger brother for god knows how many years, will do the same.

The scenes when Bison gave his heart (and HeartBurger pin) at the bar followed by Kant’s showering scene highlights this beautifully:

(such a contrast when Bison is the one initiating the sweet pecks - Kant looking pleasingly surprised)

Guilt in his face

EP 5:

Kant is now slowly falling in love with Bison. All the little things he jots in his phone about Bison’s quirks, likes and dislikes show this. He didn’t have to show this off to Bison for his mission. Same with the date at the Arcade as it doesn’t really add on anything else towards his mission. He did all of these because he wants to learn about his boyfriend.

However, the introduction of James does highlight several things about Kant.

It underscores Kant’s worry about Bison (and how much he still does not know about Bison’s core values even as he is slowly getting to know him). We know Bison won’t kill the innocents (even if those people are jerks like James) but Kant doesn’t know this. Even then, he is still concerned for both James AND Bison. He doesn’t want Bison to hurt anyone not just because of altruistic reasons but he has started to care for Bison (and his soul).

Kant reaching out to Fadel and getting Style to persuade the latter to call Bison proves this. Even more when he subconsciously called Fadel “brother-in-law.” Kant said it in a rush as he quickly ran out to catch up with Bison – which means he really didn’t have the time to “plan” this encounter.

However, Bison and James confrontation made Kant determine to finish his mission off. It’s a reminder that dating Bison comes with risk. The double-date may have doubled (heh, a pun!) as a cover for him to put his shoddily espionage plan in motion – yet we could see Kant really enjoying himself when he was singing with Bison. Even those sweet pecks and pinkie gestures were genuine (or as much as it could be given the circumstances):

But by the end of the episode, when Bison worshipped Kant’s body (and I must say, what a wonderful scene to see Bison choosing to yield when he would have previously challenged Kant), that’s when viewers could see it. Kant’s soft tone as he gently caressed Bison’s jaw. And that tortured look as he closed his eyes even as Bison trustfully snuggled by him – yup, this is man who is regretting and tormented by his choice. I think we can safely say, he has truly fallen in love with Bison.

EP 6:

Kant is now way too deep and stuck in a hard place. He tries to get out of his deal with Captain Devil without success. His silence speaks volume when Captain Devil stated Kant has fallen in love with Bison.

His discussion with Style further emphasized this point – Style asked whether Kant could give up Bison. But he also pointed out Kant is toast if Bison finds out the truth.  

And so, if he must give up the boy he has fallen in love to make sure Babe is not left to fend alone in this world – he planned the most elaborate, romantic date of what he wished he could have with the man who gave his heart to him in the initial place he saw said man when everything was clearer without any lies between them.

Kant broke countless of rules (as listed by Bison including trespassing, breaking & entering, destroying property and thieving) to have one special, magical night of what he envisioned to have with future Bison if things were simpler.

It is a testament to First (and Khaotung) as amazing actors that we can feel the wistfulness and bittersweet feelings from Kant while Bison shows a hopeful beginning to what he thinks is a joint future together. It was beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time:

Link for above screenshot here

After the ill-fated mission where we sees Bison saving Babe, Kant has truly fallen for Bison. Even as he tries to convince Style to move on, he struggles to do it himself. Style intuitively perceives this when Kant joined him to find their respective lovers at the burger joint – hence, why he suggested that Kant adopts Bison’s black cat.

So, by the end of the episode 6 – we see Kant pining away while drowning his sorrow and regrets by drinking at his friend’s bar. The hope and guilt in his eyes when Bison called out to him is palpable:

If you reach the end of this long post - I salute you. Because this was just me rambling on to make sure I did not misjudged Kant's character (and I didn't!) - First has done a wonderful job portraying himself as a single parent who sacrifices his needs and desire to make sure his younger sibling has every comfort and leisure he can give - even if it means he plays dirty and make deal with the devil.

[stxrslutrestored]

YOU'RE HURT

pairing; thg!jj x thg!reader

summary; when you find out that jj was hurt during training, you absolutely must go to see him and take care of him until he is in tip top health once again 

content; mostly fluff, suggestive ending, kinda graphic description of bruises

authors note; missing hunger games au hours...

you make your way to jj’s room to check on him because you’re worried. he had been injured in training today, took a serious blow to his middle. he’d tried to play it off like it was nothing, but you could see the pain behind his eyes. 

for the rest of the day you’d been watching him and your suspicions only arose more. the constant wincing, the generally weakened combat. the way that when his shirt rode up you could see the large bruise forming. 

you knock on the door to him and john b’s shared room. you’re greeted after a minute or so by the brunette. he gives you a questioning look to ask ‘why are you here’ and you answer with a simple quip of, “jj’s hurt.” 

john b raises his eyebrows, “and hello to you too.” he sarks. you huff with frustration just wanting to go check on the blonde boy inside. john b sees the desperation in your face and sighs, “come on in, sure he’ll be happy to see you sweetie.”

you smile half heartedly as john b steps aside and you walk into the room. jj is laying on the top of the bed, still fully clothed, holding an ice pack to his torso. you approach him, “does it hurt?” you ask and he immediately snaps up, wiping the pained expression off his face and putting on a smile. 

“hi there baby,” he does his best to seem casual but you can see right through him. you shake your head disapprovingly. 

“stop actin’ all okay,” you huff, “I saw that guy hit you with the weights. I know you’re hurt and I just wanna make sure you’re okay.” you tell him, hand coming to carefully rest on his chest. 

jj sighs, nodding, “okay sweetie yeah,” he says, “I’m a little bit hurt but don’t you worry okay? nothin’ serious.” he assures. john b chimes in from behind you, murmuring something about ‘don’t worry too much’ but you don’t really register it for you’re too busy focusing on jj. 

“can I see it?” you ask, referring to the inevitable bruise under jj’s shirt. he sighs, but nods defeatedly, knowing you wont leave until he allows you to mother hen. 

he nods, “okay, but you gotta promise not to fret, it looks way worse than it is.” you give him a suspicious look but nod and agree not to panic nonetheless. he slowly lifts the hem of his shirt up and you have to hold back a gasp in order to keep your promise. 

his whole torso is practically purple, apart from the bits that are red. there’s blood seeping from the cut that must have been made by the sharp edge of the weight that was thrown at him. his skin is twitching, sensitive even to the air. 

“jesus christ jayj..” you say quietly, “didn’t realise he hit you that hard.” you reach forward gently run your hand over the bruise, making him wince ever so slightly but he doesn’t protest, letting you inspect. 

“he didn’t,” he says, “most of it’s from all the workin’ I did after… strained it a bit.” he explains, head falling back onto the pillow as he sighs deeply. 

you scoff, “a bit is an understatement jay.. you can’t wreck yourself like this three days before the games.” jj groans as if to say ‘don’t remind me’. you shake your head, “john b can you get a cloth… I want to clean it.” 

john b turns to go to the bathroom and wet a cloth whilst jj chuckles, “you don’t gotta take care of me.” he tells you, “i can take care of myself.” 

you protest, “i want to take care of you.” you tell him, “and evidently you can’t do it yourself because in the hours” – you exaggerate – “since you got this cut it hasn’t been cleaned at all.” 

jj chuckles, “alright, you got me,” he puts his hands up half heartedly in mock defeat, “you take care of me however you want baby.” he smiles up at you affectionately. 

you smile with satisfaction as john be comes back with a wet cloth in tow, you take it from him and begin tending to the wounds. jj winces, his whole body tenses up with the sudden shock of the new sensation on his already hurting skin. 

“be gentle,” he seethes and you frown, doing your best not to hurt him as you clean his wound. 

“i’m nearly done already, promise.” you tell him, finishing wiping the crusty dried blood away from the edges of his cut. as you do he manages to lean back and relax himself a bit. 

when you finish you discard the cloth and rub his chest affectionately. “done!” you say happily, “all clean now.” 

he chuckles, “that hurt like hell.” he sits up, admiring the clean cut, undressed for you don’t have access to bandages, but still clean. “think i deserve a medal for goin’ through that.” 

you chuckle, “well i can’t give you a medal…” you murmur, hand gently running down his body until you reach the waistband of his pants. “but how about something else…”

[starlight-sev]

A View From Above (Severus Snape x Reader)

Or, that time you shared New Years Eve with a kindred spirit.

A/N: Happy (belated) holidays! I hope this season treated you well. This is a gentle, fluffy one, a hug in writing form to anyone who may find the holidays to be a struggle. It’s not always an easy time, and I’m thinking of you ❤️

The cold night air bit at your cheeks as you nestled yourself further into the nook of the Astronomy tower. It may have been cramped, and not to mention near freezing, but it had one of the most beautiful viewpoints in the entire castle.

And not to mention the quiet. This was the only place you were able to clear your head properly.

“You’re not off at the party with the rest of the staff.” The sudden remark nearly made you jump, despite being quietly spoken. You shifted in your little corner, looking up to find Severus standing a few feet away. He wore his trademark stern expression, but for a split second you could’ve sworn he was biting back a smirk.

“I thought you were a student, the way you’re all crammed up in there.” Severus nodded to your little corner, and this time a tiny smile did make it to his face. “I was ready to take points away and send you to detention in the morning.”

You snorted, pushing yourself up out of your corner to properly greet your coworker. While you wouldn’t go so far as to call Severus your friend (he’d have your head if you did, probably), you felt… comfortable around him. It was more than could be said about the other staff.

“Drew the short straw and got put on patrol, I guess?” You asked, stretching your legs a little as you moved to lean against the guardrail of the tower. Severus followed suit as he settled in beside you, scoffing.

“They’ve come to know over the years that I never attend Dumbledore’s bloody holiday parties. Since I don’t go, I get patrol duty. It’s become… an unspoken rule.”

Severus paused, gazing curiously at you.

“Had I known you wouldn’t be attending tonight’s party either,” he continued slowly. “I would’ve volunteered you for patrol tonight.”

“Why?” You retorted with a small laugh. “Missing out on the festivities now, after the fact?”

“No,” Severus drawled. He rolled his eyes at you, but you caught the small huff of a laugh that left him. “It would be nice to celebrate the new year in peace. Alone. Like you’re doing now.”

“Well…” you thought for a moment. “You can stay here with me. I won’t say a word, it’ll be like you’re alone.”

As you looked out at the lake, you caught Severus turn to gaze at you properly out of your peripheral vision. Heat crept up to your cheeks, and you kept your gaze on the water below.

“You went away for the holidays.”

You blinked in surprise, finally turning to meet Severus’s gaze.

“I’m surprised you noticed I was gone.”

He nodded. “But you came back early. classes don’t start for almost another week.”

Despite the constant statements, your co-worker’s dark eyes were filled with questions. You usually appreciated Severus and his matter-of-fact nature, but things were feeling… too close.

“My family.” You sighed, not wanting to go into too much detail. “The holidays are hard. I go visit because I have to, but this year was too much.”

You braced yourself for more questions, but to your surprise Severus simply nodded.

“The holidays are godawful.” He murmured.

“Is that why you never go home for Christmas and New Years?”

Severus pressed his lips together in a thin line. Now he was the one to keep his gaze on the lake below.

“Let’s just say, I’ve burned many bridges over the years.”

You gazed at him, watching the way memories of his past left a murky darkness in his eyes. You shuffled over a bit more, instinctively wanting to provide some sort of comfort, to let him know you understood. To your surprise, Severus didn’t step away.

“Want to know why I come up here?” You asked softly. Severus raised an eyebrow in question.

You beckoned him back over to your little corner a few feet away, and crouched down to the small window.

“Here, squeeze in,” you murmured, tucking your knees in and wrapping your arms around your legs. Severus glared at you skeptically.

“You’re much smaller than I am.”

“Oh, stop it. You’ll fit. Come on. Just tuck your legs in a bit.”

A ragged sigh and an unintelligible grumble later, Severus was crammed into your little spot beside you. You were surprised at how warm he was, despite the cold air that drifted around you.

“See there? Down there, to the right?” You pointed through the window to a far-away cluster of tiny lights. “It’s a village. Right at midnight, they set off the most beautiful fireworks. From here, they’re so small, it’s like watching them from space almost. It’s nice, without all the noise and chaos of actually being there.”

You glanced quickly at the time and smiled. “It’ll be midnight soon. Not much longer now.”

“You can’t- argh, my leg-” Severus cut himself off as he shifted positions, trying to fit beside you comfortably. Your knees knocked together and you tried your best to shuffle in further to give him a bit more space. Your hands brushed together as a result, and you fought to ignore the way your heart jumped.

“You can’t see this from anywhere else more comfortable?” He asked, his voice strained. You couldn’t help but let out a small giggle.

“No. The lookout doesn’t stretch this far. If you’re lucky you’ll maybe catch one or two fireworks if they go astray, but this is the only place where you can see them all.”

A comfortable silence fell between the two of you, save for Severus shifting every now and then to keep his legs from cramping up as he sat beside you.

“Have you ever been kissed on New Year’s?” You murmured softly, resting your hand against your cheek. The look of surprise on Severus’s face mirrored your own feelings as you realize what you just said. You expected Severus to scoff at you in his usual tone, but to his surprise he shook his head.

“No. I suppose going to parties would’ve certainly helped with that, however.”

You held back a laugh, only to let it bubble up as Severus glanced at you with perhaps the only warm smile you’d ever seen him show.

“And you?”

“Yes,” you answered softly. “But it was… odd. It felt forced. We were both drunk.”

“How romantic.” You laughed once more at the sarcasm that was evident in Severus’s reply. “You’re really selling the tradition from how you’ve described it.”

“You’ve really never been kissed at midnight?”

“Was my first answer not clear enough?”

Despite the biting reply, there was laughter in his eyes.

“No, just… I’m surprised, that’s all. It’s something everyone should experience just once.”

“So is getting hungover, but you don’t see me scrambling to experience it ever again. Besides, who are you to talk? You just said your New Year’s kiss was awful.”

“I never said that!” You protested, only to receive another signature glare. “It was just…”

Severus snorted. “Certainly wasn’t good, from the sound of it.”

“Okay fine,” you sighed, running your hands over your face. “It wasn’t good. But it wasn’t awful either.”

“Sure, whatever you say.”

You laughed, elbowing Severus teasingly. To your surprise, he nudged you back gently.

“I’m glad it was you that found me up here.” You murmured, pulling your knees a little closer to your chest. Severus gazed at you, smirking.

“Why? Filius or even Minerva would’ve enjoyed this spot. At least they would’ve fit.”

“Not that.” You rolled your eyes. “It’s just… you’re the only one I feel I can be myself around. Like now. I’d never be able to talk about this kind of thing with anyone else.”

Severus gazed at you silently, his eyebrows knitting into a tiny frown as he processed your words.

“Sorry. That came out of nowhere.”

“Don’t apologize.” He replied softly. He didn’t say anything more, but there was a comforting warmth that filled his eyes. No words were exchanged, but you felt as though you understood.

A tiny spark flashed in the corner of your eye, and you glanced out the window as tiny fireworks bloomed in the distance.

“Oh.” You gasped softly. “We missed the countdown. It’s midnight.”

“Mm. So it is.”

You turned your gaze to Severus, whose gaze was fully absorbed in the fireworks. The conversation from a few minutes earlier ran through your mind, and you leaned forward to press a tiny kiss to Severus‘s cheek. He gazed at you, bewildered.

“Happy New Year.” You managed to squeak out. The shock faded from his eyes, and it was replaced by that familiar warmth as he softened. Severus dipped his head respectfully in acknowledgement.

“Happy New Year.”

The two of you sat together in silence, watching the fireworks. Then, to your surprise, Severus tapped your arm lightly.

“This, us tonight, stays up here?”

To your surprise, it wasn’t a statement. You could see there was a bit of nervousness in his eyes. You nodded.

“Yes. Of course. This is our secret. Why do you ask?”

The air felt heavy for a moment as Severus paused in thought, before closing the already-small distance between the two of you. He pressed his lips softly to yours, caressing your face with both of his hands. In the back of your mind, it hit you that he was gentle and calculated in literally everything he did, not just potions. It made your head spin, and your heart race.

The fireworks were over by the time the two of you pulled away. Severus let his gaze fall away, but you caught his hands in yours before he could pull away completely. You squeezed his hands reassuringly to let him know it was okay, and he returned your action with a kind smile.

“Hopefully that… wasn’t as awful as your last New Year’s kiss?”

You let out a giggle, and felt a rush of pure joy run through you as Severus shared your laughter.

“That was, by far, the best. And hopefully not the last?” You added shyly.

In response, Severus leaned in and kissed you again.

[keep-wonwooing]

Make time for you

synopsis ᝰ.ᐟ

⤷ ˗ˏˋ "busy? since when did I become busy when it comes to you?ˎˊ˗

pairing ᝰ.ᐟ

⤷ Idol boyfriend seokmin x fem reader

warnings ᝰ.ᐟ

⤷ none ( i guess? )

It was a sunny day. I was just chillin’ at the couch, scrolling through my phone. I saw a lot of updates about seventeen. I was really happy that they're doing great, especially my boyfriend Seokmin.

He and I aren't together always since he has a busy schedule and I don't want to interfere with it, so we just chatted or called often. It's not like he's not going home every night; it's just that we don't have time for each other since I also have a job as a cashier at a café near our shared apartment.

 

 While scrolling, I suddenly heard a knock at the door. Quickly standing up, I opened it to see Dokyeom smiling widely, hiding something behind his back.

"Baby? What are you doing here? Don't you have practice today?" I asked him.

"Well, our choreographer told us to take the day off since he's not available," he answered, then stole a quick kiss on my cheek. I let him inside, and he continued smiling sheepishly while looking at me.

"Dokyeom," I called, giving him a what's happening look.

He giggled and showed me a bouquet of my favorite flowers. I was shocked by what he was holding, and I felt tears forming in the corners of my eyes.

"What's wrong, baby? You don't like it? It's okay; I'll just buy you another one."

He immediately came beside me, pulling me into his chest and gently caressing my hair.

"Oh gosh, what did I do to deserve this kind of man in my life?" I whispered. "N-no… I was just touched because it's been a while, and I-I missed you so much…" I pouted.

"I know, I'm sorry, baby. I missed you so much too," he replied, kissing my forehead.

"We haven't been able to talk to each other in person because we're both tired every night. And when it's our day off, I don't want to be a distraction or an annoying girlfriend since you're busy doing something on your laptop," I explained, still sobbing.

"Baby, what are you saying? You, a distraction? I'd rather have you distract me than do that boring work. And since when did I become busy when it comes to you?" he said, gently holding my face. "The reason I wasn’t talking to you is that I thought you wanted space for yourself. And when you weren't talking to me, I thought you were mad at me." He made me look at him as I pouted.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, burying my face in his chest as I sobbed for another five minutes before finally calming down.

"The flowers? I love them. You know they're my favorite, so thank you," I told him, hugging him tightly.

"Really? You're welcome, baby. I want to make it up to you today. How about we go on a date? There's a new burger place a few streets away," he said with a smile.

Dokyeom and I love eating burgers (and pizza). Since we rarely go to fancy restaurants, we usually eat at small places nearby.

"Hmm, we should! I'll just change quickly, then we can leave." I smiled at him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek before heading upstairs to our shared room.

After a few minutes of picking an outfit, I finally found one. I quickly changed into it and went downstairs.

"Is this okay?" I asked DK, referring to the simple sunny dress I was wearing.

"Woah, you're so gorgeous," he exclaimed, making me blush and giggle.

"Thank you, baby. Shall we go?" I replied, wrapping my arm around his.

"Let's gooo!" he cheered, taking my hand as we both headed outside.

We arrived at the new burger place Seokmin was talking about. I’d seen it on TikTok, and people said the food here was great.

Seokmin opened the door for me, and we walked inside together. Girls kept glancing in our direction, especially at my handsome boyfriend, DK.

I couldn’t help but smile proudly, feeling so lucky to have him by my side.

"Baby? You okay?" he asked, making my cheeks burn.

"H-huh? Yes, I am. Why?" I replied, smiling sheepishly.

He chuckled and said, "I’m asking you what you want to order."

Feeling embarrassed, I hid my face against his shoulder before looking at the menu in front of us.

"I’ll just get the chicken one," I told him. He laughed at me before turning to the cashier to place our order.

He let me find a table to sit at while he paid. Seokmin never wants me to pay for our food. Even when I insist, he always says, 'A girl should never pay for a man unless it’s an emergency.' I laughed, remembering him saying that.

"They said they’ll bring our food to the table," he said, sitting beside me and wrapping his hand around mine.

"Let’s take a picture!" he suggested, pulling out his phone. We both smiled for the camera.

The fans know about our relationship. At first, I was scared I’d ruin his image, but thankfully, his fans are really supportive and happy for us.

"Excuse me…" A group of girls approached our table, looking nervous. "We’re sorry to interrupt your date, b-but is it okay if we could have an autograph?" one of the girls asked, her hands shaking as she held out a paper and pen.

Seokmin looked at me first, and I gave him a warm smile before he nodded and agreed. He signed autographs for each of them.

While he was writing, another girl spoke up. "Unnie, you’re so pretty! No wonder Dokyeom oppa is so in love with you."

I laughed. "Gosh, thank you so much! Have you guys eaten yet?" I asked.

"We haven’t, unnie. We rushed over to ask for an autograph so we wouldn’t interrupt you while you’re eating," another girl replied.

Seokmin finished signing and handed the autographs to them. They thanked us before leaving.

"Carats are so cute," I said, giggling.

"They are," he agreed, and we continued chatting while waiting for our food.

A few minutes later, our order finally arrived, and the both of us started eating the burgers we had ordered.

"Is it delicious?" he asked, watching me take a bite.

"Mm-hmm! Yeah!" I answered, smiling with food still in my mouth.

Satisfied with my answer, he began eating his food as well, and we enjoyed our meal in comfortable silence.

"I’ve seen people eating here, and they weren’t wrong when they said the food is delicious," I said, looking at him. I caught him already looking at me.

"Really? I’m glad I brought you to this place, then," he smiled, patting my head. "I love you," he whispered.

"Hmm? I love you too, baby." I giggled and leaned against his shoulder as we continued to eat.

How I missed going on dates with him! I wished we could be like this every day, but I knew we had responsibilities in our lives.

I really love this guy. I’d be willing to risk everything just to make him happy.

[laura1633]

Long headcanon for Omega Max being jealous of Lewis with Charles next season!

Omega Max and Alpha Charles recently got together after years of Max having a massive crush on Charles. He got the courage to make a move after winning his fourth WDC and it's been amazing so far. They spent most of the winter break together, even sharing one of Max’s heats together, and Max is positive he's in love. He expected them to get less time with each other once the season started, but he wasn't expecting to get so jealous of Lewis once testing began.

Maybe it's leftover competitiveness from 2021, because Charles has been close with or done the PR thing with other teammates before, or maybe it's because Max wasn't actually with Charles those other times. But it feels like every time Max looks up in the paddock, Lewis is there with Charles. Charles is genuinely trying to help Lewis get acclimated to the team and the car, he's helping him with Italian, excited to do PR and having Roscoe and Leo become friends. It doesn't stop Max's jealousy that Lewis is an alpha because Charles has been with alphas before. In fact, Charles mostly used to be with alphas before Max. Lewis has also been with teammates before, even though Nico was an omega, and Max starts driving himself crazy. Especially because they agreed to keep their relationship quiet for now because they didn't want the press to find out.

It would involve a lot of Max being all over Charles, scenting him, fucking him, marking him up, expertly working over Charles' knot. But then he gets insecure too about whether Charles wants something different based on his dating history, and maybe he can't compete with Lewis.

Charles realizes something is off, and at first Charles blames it on the fact that Red Bull is having a bit of a hit and miss year again for the car while the Ferrari is very strong. Even though Max is driving the hell out of it, fighting the car always frustrates him. He knows Max is over-compensating for something, but he assumes Max is struggling with balancing his happiness for Charles with his frustration over Red Bull still being inconsistent.

Eventually they talk it out and Max finds out Charles has been in love with him for years. He couldn't bring himself to longterm date any omegas because it just depressed him that they weren't Max. Max starts to feel way more secure and smug, and they have a lot more sex about it. Now that Charles knows what was bothering Max he makes sure to openly dote on him way more, tell Max and everyone else how much Charles loves him.

I love this so much anon.

Poor Max, finally making a move and being vulnerable with Charles and then feeling like maybe he isn't enough. Love, love, love the idea of omega Max being jealous of alpha Lewis because Charles has a history of also dating alphas! It's like Max is afraid because maybe Lewis can give Charles something that Max is just not capable of giving him.

I can't even begin to imagine how loving and affectionate Charles would be with Max once he realises he is insecure. They would be adorable together.

I know this is only fiction but the idea of the RB21 being temperamental again gave me a shiver down my spine 😂

[noirsdoll]

fuuuck dad!Curly who keeps his precious little girl safe from everyone.. well, everyone but him

dad!curly headcanons if you can would be so good man…. theres a criminally low amount of him ugughgh and ddlg im melting

ikr!? there’s a criminally low amount of ddlg on this site in general like that is my bread and butter 🤕🤕 thank you for the ask nonnie!! cw for father/daughter incest, dubcon, and ddlg!!

his wife left him and you have no clue why, considering what a sweetheart he is. you never find out that the reason they divorced is cuz curly is a fucking weirdo and a full blown pervert.

curly tells nobody on the tulpar that you exist. you being his little secret is half the turn on. even though you’re an adult, he keeps you pure. the only one who gets to corrupt you is him.

curly does most of the stuff around the house. he’d just want you to cook because you’re too dumb to do anything else. he mostly just likes the way you look in an apron.

you’re none the wiser to everything he’s doing. you don’t have any friends, you just live in your shared house and wait for him to return from his freighting, this is all normal to you. all daddies treat their daughters like their wives.

yeah, he makes you call him daddy at your big age. well, he doesn’t actually make you, you think it’s normal, of course, but curly knows it’s not. he has to pretend he’s not stupidly hard every time you say it with your cute little giggles.

he keeps you in the shortest of skirts and the sluttiest of clothes too. he loves the view, obsessed with how your shirt stretches over your tits and how he gets little peeks at your panties when you bend over.

his nightly routine almost always includes fucking himself to you. especially on the tulpar. he’s just showing that he misses you. he’s done it so many times he can’t go back, the only thing that gets him hard now is you.

curly spends the longest time working up the courage to finally fuck you. he can make out with you no problem, but he draws the line at putting his dick in you, though he knows you want it just as bad as him. even if you don’t know what sex is cuz he’s kept you that dumb. you’re just innately a whore.

he plays around with you a lot, puts you over his knee for the dumbest reasons, kisses you stupid on random occasions. he keeps you in constant whiplash so that when he finally bends you over his desk and slides his cock against your slit, you’re ready for it.

this is completely novel to you, you didn’t know this was an option. and like a kid in a candy store, you get addicted to it. curly doesn’t mind, obviously. he’s happy to fuck your brains out any hour of the day, cooing abt how tiny you are and how well you’re taking it, because of course he’d praise his good girl.

[starlightandfairies]

Sleepy

Description: Reader returns from work at the farm and curls up with Joel in bed

Warnings: she/her pronouns, swearing,

(View whichever Joel you want, show or game. I don't have any in mind. Regardless of what the gif is)

Key: Y/N = Your Name, L/N = Last name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 1,007

The Last of Us masterlist

First person's POV

Out of all possible responsibilities in the Jackson community, farm duty was possibly one of the better ones, I hated going beyond the gates. I have no fucking idea how I survived for the first twenty years this shit-show has been going on for. So, now that I have a safe place, I don't want to ever leave it. Working on the farm, while yucky at times, was super nice, I got to play with the lambs, collect eggs from the chickens and milk the cows. Honestly, got no clue how we even got these animals but you know, food is food and survive, survive, survive. 

I made my way to the house Joel and I shared. It was around 8pm, I had gotten all the animals into the barn and locked it up to prevent any incidents like last spring. Joel spent the day around the community, today, normally he goes out for runs out of the community to deal with the infected but he wasn't called in for anything like that today, he got to chill at home or try and do something productive because the poor man doesn't know how to not do anything. 

Joel always has to be doing something, can't just lie around or chill. Always working about, especially during the days. Nights were normally easier, he would play his guitar and he would read too. It was how I found him in bed tonight, after kicking off my boots by the front door and tossed my jacket on the couch and began making my way to the bedroom. 

Joel placed his book down across his chest, welcoming me with a warm smile, I groaned as I crawled onto the bed, moving under the blankets and nuzzled into Joel's side. I kissed his cheek, smiling as he snaked one arm around me to pull me closer into his side. 

"How was your day?" Joel murmured, resting a kiss on my forehead, his thumb stroking up and down my arm. 

"I helped one of the sheep give birth. It was gross but you know, kinda cool." He let out a warm chuckle, it was comforting and music to my ears. It always was. 

"You've killed so many infected and that grosses you out?" I shoved him lightly, grinning at the deep chuckle that left his lips. It rumbled in his chest and gave me tingles due to having my cheek pressed against his chest. 

"They creep me out too! How could they not? Besides, I ain't ever watched farm animals give birth before, not even before the outbreak in any kind of movie. Besides, those stalkers, always giving me a fucking heart-attack. I have every reason to be grossed out by both." Joel smirked at my remark, rubbing my arm again and rested another kiss on my forehead. 

"Yeah, I don't like them either. Don't know they're there until I'm caught in a damn grapple." Joel murmured, moving his arm as I rolled away, I pushed myself out of bed and grabbed what's close enough to a pair of pyjamas and crept into the bathroom, I did what I had to do and then made my way back out to bed to find Joel reading again. I hopped back into bed, placing my head on his shoulder to read the pages with him, once again he wrapped an arm back around me, trapping me within his hold, stuck between him and the book. Joel adjusted his hold on the book so I could read the words better. 

"What's this one about?" I whispered, quickly skimming over the pages he had opened, trying to see if I could guess what it was. Sometimes, before I decided to settle into the community and never leave the walls again, whenever, I went on a run, I'd always try and find intact books. It always made me happy whenever Joel, picked one up that I specifically chose for him. 

"The Shining by-" 

"Oh, by Stephen King? Hmm, I remember that Simpsons episode where they take off it. When the... I think it was Willie and he goes 'The Shinning!' Gosh, I miss tv." That was one of my favourite Halloween episodes that show did. Joel returned his attention to the book, at first I could read the pages fine, but with the silence and Joel's gentle touch along my arm, the words started becoming like hieroglyphics and my head started hurting from trying to understand what the fuck was going on. Nothing was translating and I knew I should close my eyes at this point but I wanted to stay in Joel's company awake. 

Joel's POV

I had been reading for a good twenty minutes, lingering on each page for a little while so y/n could catch up if she fell behind. However, she became very still, her breathing slow and steady. I finished the page, using the bookmark y/n made for me after one too many times of being berated (teasingly) for doggy-earing the pages and demanding that I use a bookmark for the foreseeable future. 

I placed the book on the bedside table, slowly removing my arm from underneath her, before rolling out of bed and ensuring she was lying comfortably, I froze as she nuzzled into her pillow the action and her quiet murmurs startling me into thinking she was waking up. Y/n really deserved to be sleeping more than she was, lately it had been nothing but work, sleep and getting up early. I just wanted her to rest up and not be pushing herself as badly as I normally did to myself. 

"Night, darlin' sleep well." I whispered and rested a kiss on her forehead. I wasn't tired myself just yet, so I turned out the light and made my way downstairs to sit on the porch with my guitar and enjoy the brisk air and the silence of the community. 

[sailorstar9]

Step-Sister Plotted To Marry F/N To A Scumbag, Now She's Stunned F/N Married Someone Way Better

Warning: Modern AU

A/N: Zhongli is a simp for F/N

A/N 2: Happy belated birthday, Zhongli. I'm sorry this took so long.

At a high-class banquet, F/N's stepsister publicly accused her of lacking restraint.

F/N covered her neck and gave the CEO of Qixing Holdings a playful slap on the wrist. “I told you to be gentle, but you never listen, acting just like a dog.”

Instead, Zhongli broadly smiled and said, “Sweetheart, it's all my fault.”

This was F/N's fifth blind date that month.

Under the table, F/N used her purse to block the hand from her blind date. When she looked up, she met a pair of greasy eyes. Unable to hold back any longer, she stood up abruptly and said, “Since Wen Cheng is uncomfortable, I'll leave first.”

As soon as F/N spoke, her stepmother, Qing Ling, objected. “I know F/N has high standards, but Wen Cheng is also a young talent. Don't let the two kids miss out just because I introduced them.”

F/N's father frowned disapprovingly at Qing Ling's words. “F/N, what exactly do you want your aunt to do to make you satisfied? Your aunt hasn't been eating or sleeping well these days because of your blind dates.”

F/N's stepsister, Ying Tai, handed her a glass of wine and tactfully interrupted F/N's father. “Dad, F/N didn't mean it.”

“But I do.” F/N smiled mischievously.

For a moment, Ying Tai's smile froze and she handed F/N the wine in her hand. “F/N, represent our family in toasting Wen Cheng as a gesture of good will from our family.”

Upon hearing this, F/N's father's expression softened considerably. “Ying Tai is the sensible one.”

Wen Cheng, with a sticky look, said, “It's okay. I actually like when people aren't sensible.”

F/N snatched the glass from Ying Tai's hand and splashed every drop on Wen Cheng's face without hesitation. “What daydream are you having?” she mockingly sneered.

Not long after leaving the private room, F/N keenly sensed that something was amiss. She hadn't expected to escape Ying Tai's wine glass on the surface but she hadn't evaded the sinister tactics of the mother and daughter behind her back. Her thoughts spiralled out of control; her temperature rose rapidly and her blood boiled. Through the reflective decorations, she faintly saw her cheeks turn scarlet and she didn't need to guest that Qing Ling and Ying Tai were up to no good. They might have even conspired with that male model, dog-llke and scrupulous Wen Cheng.

F/N then dodged the security guard-like figures and stumbled into the elevator, slamming a palm on the close button.

It was only then did F/N realize she was not alone in the elevator.

A man in a meticulously tailored high-end suit, casting a tall and imposing figure. With the light enhancing his graceful and proud demeanour.

Most importantly, this man was F/N's college senior Zhongli.

F/N's mind was already spinning. “Save me.” she pleaded, feeling her body going slack. As her consciousness faded, she could feel Zhongli carry her in his arms.

When F/N woke up, she was in a hotel room. The symptoms on her body hadn't eased, but had worsened. Mutely enduring the discomfort, F/N was already planning on how to deal with Qing Ling and Ying Tai the next day.

Zhongli hovered over F/N's side of the bed, a glass of aloe vera juice in hand. “Drink. You have to take responsibility for me.” he sat down beside F/N. “My family has strict rules; we are not allowed to share a room with the opposite gender. If such a situation occurs , I am obligated to make the woman my wife.” he then asked F/N to marry him and make him her legal husband.

A notification then popped up on F/N's still charging phone; a document had been sent to her phone: Zhongli's asset list.

Zhongli, as a consultant for the Right Trades, had an impressive display of properties and countless investments that showcased his immense wealth. “After marriage, half of these will belong to you.” he informed.

That removed any hesitation on F/N's part, “Good morning, honey.”

Zhongli and F/N walked out of the marriage registry office with their marriage certificate.

A black Rolls Royce with three licence plates from different places quietly waited outside.

F/N then returned home for a visit; not to announce the joyous news of her marriage to Zhongli to the world. Such a big surprise was meant to give Qing Ling and Ying Tai a huge shock.

At the door of F/N's house...

“Dad, Mom, F/N finally back.” Ying Tai looked out from the glass window of the living room. “Where did you go last night? How come you changed your clothes? And it's a limited edition.” she started bombarding F/N with questions, undoubtedly trying to stir up F/N's father's anger.

“What's going on?” F/N father, on the sofa, turned to look at Ying Tai impatiently.

“It's nothing.” F/N just grinned. “I just came back to get some stuff.”

With F/N out of earshot, Qing Ling dutifully worried about F/N's marriage.

Angrily, F/N's father scolded F/N as an disobedient daughter, but couldn't mess with her position in the company. After all, F/N was his only biological heiress. Ying Tai was only a year younger than F/N; Qing Ling was one of F/N's father's secretaries before with Ying Tai being rumoured to be F/N's father's illegitimate daughter.

After F/N's mother's death in a car accident, Qing Ling quickly married F/N's father with Ying Tai, hoping to inherit the family's fortune. Qing Ling had spent years sowing discord between F/N and her father. After finding out that F/N's father had appointed F/N as deputy director with the intention of her taking over the company, Qing Ling, eager to bind F/N for her own interests, came up with the idea of blind dates to interfere with F/N's marriage.

However, both F/N and her father were not fools; on Ying Tai's first day at home, F/N had pulled out the DNA test she had kept secretly at hand and showing that there were no blood relation. In addition to ensuring F?N that she was his sole inheritor, F/N's father had also asked her to turn a blind eye to Qing Ling and Ying Tai,

When Ying Tai saw F/N pull her luggage down the staircase, she exaggeratedly covered her mouth. “Don't make dad angry again. If he finds out you're living with another man...”

F/N sneered, “If you have time to care about me, you'd better worry more about yourself.”

Seeing F/N was way too calm, Ying Tai grew suspicious and hurried to her room.

For some time, Zhongli's and F/N's martial life was relatively peaceful, until Ying Tai posted a group photo, with the caption screaming out about the breathtaking love story of Zhongli and Guizhong; Guizhong had been in love with Zhongli for many years. In the centre of photo, Zhongli and Guizhong gazed at each other from a distance as if an entire country had passed between them.

F/N's heart was immediately doused in ice cold water and she threw the cufflinks she had given the cheating Zhongli into the trash can.

Just then, a message came from Zhongli: I have reserved a table of two at a couple's restaurant; tonight at 7 Col 30.

That night, instead of directly confronting Zhongli, F/N lumbered into a host club where she was introduced to a newcomer.

The club's dazzling lights were suddenly blocked by a slender figure, casting a dark shadow in front of F/N and a familiar voice whispered into F/N's ear, “Is this how you accuse me of cheating, my dear?”

Zhongli stood in the backlight, his expression vague.

“Big Boss...” the young host stammered and got up, giving his spot to Zhongli.

“Let's talk about it when we get back.” Zhongli heaved F/N into a fireman's carry and carried her to his car.

In the Zhongli's car...

“F/N, regarding your accusations just now, I can only prove my innocence.” Zhongli assured. “I waited for you at the restaurant for two hours. When you didn't arrive, I had to use some means to find you.”

F/N pulled out her phone and saw a bunch of missed calls and unread messages from Zhongli and her assistant. Finding Ying Tai's social media and demanded, “What's the deal with you and your ex rekindling things?”

Zhongli immediately silenced F/N with a heavy kiss on the lips.

In Zhongli's house...

“Don't move.” Zhongli carried F/N into the house over his shoulder. “No infidelity, no moonlight tryst.” his deep, rational voice sounded in F/N's ear after he settled her onto the study desk. “Only you.” as tender kisses landed on F/N's neck, she turned her head away and met the gaze of the entire bookshelf; the entire wall was filled with photos from different periods of F/N's life.

t was then, everything clicked in F/N's mind and she cautiously asked, “Zhongli, you do like me?”

“I love you, F/N.” Zhongli replied without hesitation. “Now, I want to fulfil my husbandly duties with you.”

The next morning...

F/N was awakened by a phone call, her father's voice was roaring on the other end, but F/N just hung up, too exhausted to even answer.

A second call came in from Qing Ling; if she hadn't pulled that stunt, F/N wouldn't have remembered that today was her father's birthday. She went to great lengths to arrange the banquet.

Zhongli had already gone to work early in the morning, so F/N booked an appointment with the styling studio after informing Zhongli.

After doing her hair, F/N rushed to the banquet scene where Qing Ling was chatting with Ying Tai with various guests enjoying themselves.

Ying Tai was the first to notice F/N, “F/N, dad has been waiting for you for a long time.” her voice as exaggerated as her expression.

Many people around cast strange looks at F/N.

Amidst whispers and murmurs, F/N's father approached from not too far away. Pointing at her, he sneered, “If Ying Tai hadn't said, I wouldn't have known I had a daughter like you.”

Qing Ling tried to whitewash the situation, “What are you talking about? F/N works hard at the company and isn't often home.”

“Yes, dad.” Ying Tai chimed in. “F/N is so busy at work every day, unlike me, who just stays at home.”

F/N's father immediately made a decision, “Since you're busy with work, I've decided to let Ying Tai join the company as the Director of the Marketing Department.”

“Thank you, dad.” Ying Tai's eyes lit up with joy. “I will strive to be like F/N.”

F/N smirked mockingly; when she was initially placed in the company, she was only assigned to lead a small team in a business unit. She had rotated through various Departments in the company and worked hard to secure several major deal, before securing the general manager position. In F/N's father's eyes, she had no sense of belonging to the family, no respect for him as family head and her contributions to the company was merely expected. F/N knew with her father still at the helm, the company will not prosper; so she figured it was time for him to step down and let her take over.

“F/N, Wen Cheng is here.” Ying Tai suddenly grabbed F/N, excitement sparkling in her eyes. “The last time we met, Wen Cheng said he really liked you but you left too soon to get to know him better.”

F/N shrugged indifferently, “If you think he's so great, why don't go on a blind date with him? You can have this blind date prospect all to yourself. I think you two make a good match.”

Ying Tai grew green in anger, only to have Qing Ling pull her daughter away before the situation escalated. Qing Ling had intended to use the birthday celebration banquet to let Ying Tai select a desirable match for herself.

F/N was quietly nursing a cup of iced water in a corner when suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance. She glanced at the door and locked eyes with the newcomer.

Zhongi, locating his wife, made his way to F/N through the crowd with his assistant in tow.

At the heart of the banquet where Qing Ling and Ying Tai were mingling with the guests, they saw the scene and their pupils contracted. Qing Ling knew her opportunity had arrived; the young man in front of her was the youngest person in power: even the status F/N's family had painstakingly achieved was a mere subsidiary in Zhongli's eyes. Most importantly, he rarely attended events; his presence here indicated something that interested him. No matter who he's interested in right now, it will eventually become Ying Tai's possession. Her face lit up with a brilliant smile as she took Ying Tai's hand and approached Zhongli to chat.

“Mr. Zhongli, your presence here truly honours us.” Qing Ling wasted no time in pushing Ying Tai forward. “This is my youngest daughter, Ying Tai. She has admired you for a long time. Would you honour us with a dance?”

“No time.” Zhongli's icy tone shot the mother-daughter pair down.

“What's this?” Ying Tai whined, pointing to F/N's neck with fake concern after Zhongli took F/N's hand to lead her to the dance floor. “Don't make dad angry again. The last time you didn't come home at night, dad ended up in hospital because of you. My friends saw you alone at the hospital last time. You should take care of yourself, even if it's a misunderstanding.”

Her declaration sent the guests talking and F/N's father stood on the side, his face turning ashen.

F/N held Zhongll's hand and boldly declaring in front of everyone, “Let me introduce you all, this is my husband. I told you to be discreet last night, but you didn't listen.” she smacked Zhongli's arm playfully.

“Honey, it's all my fault.” Zhongli admitted. “I believe there's no need to explain our matters to others.”

Ying Tai who had just shed a few tears froze, whilst Qing Ling's face turned unpleasant.

“F/N is my lawful wife and I won't want to hear any slander or defamation against her from others.” Zhongli announced. “This is just a warning and I hope there won't be a next time.”

“We hope you cooperate with our work.” Zhongli's assistant stepped in. “If there's a next time, our Legal Department will fully defend the Lady's rights.”

“Uncle,” Zhongli turned to F/N's father. “Rest assured, I will always treat F/N well. She hasn't been treated well under your care and I don't have the grace to call you anything else but uncle. As for the collaboration you mentioned before, I suggest you manage the right people. You're getting old and it's time to pass the baton to the younger generation.”

After the banquet...

F/N's father was admitted to the hospital after the shocking revelation; he had been too indulgent in his younger years and his body revealed many hidden illnesses as he aged.

F/N slammed down any chances of Qing Ling and Ying Tai's vying for power hard; even before Qing Ling was appointed Director, she was escorted out by security. She even made sure the evidence of Ying Tai not being his biological child was placed by her father's sick bed.

Seeing that their former Director was done for, the company shareholders began siding with F/N and allowing her to take over the company smoothly.

[soclonely]

My R2, welcome back!!! What do you think the 501st would do to celebrate the New Year? And what do your family do if you're comfortable sharing? My family have curry and play games

HELLO! I AM BACK AND WELCOMES ILY FRIEND! Uhh for my family we normally go skiing! This year though I just took it easy, binged watched some shows, and had delicious snacks all day long!

HOW THE CLONES CELEBRATE NEW YEARS

Rex- The Man is in bed at exactly 8:30 pm. He normally hits the rack at 8, but allows himself an extra half hour, as a treat.

Echo- curls up with a nice book on the couch while some quiet music plays in the background. He has a small tray of snacks out for the evening. Will turn the TV on for the countdown

Fives- Live streaming from the top of the ball as security chases him

Jesse- Hanging out at a small party with his friends! Just small, intimate gathering with those he is close to

Kix- Is the one throwing the new years party that Jessie attends. He is the host with the most and every year its a gathering to remember

Tup- Is making his final decision to adopt the tooka he had brought home to foster temporarily over the holiday season. He is ringing in the new year with the newest member of his family at home.

Dogma- Playing DD for his friends. Very responsible and acting like its a hassle. But really, he doesn't mind because at least he knows they will be getting home safe

Hardcase- committing racing across the country/planet to try and beat the time change so he can celebrate new years in at least 2 time zones

Coric- The man works in the ER. He put in his time of for new years 11 months prior and is off duty, with his comm off, sitting on a beach somewhere and sipping a cocktail while enjoying the peace

Bly- Desperately clinging to Aayla so she can be his smoochy kiss at midnight

99- is having a party with all of the young cadets. he helped them make hats and little homemade confetti poppers. Sure, he will have to clean it all up later but its worth it to see them all so happy and celebrating

Cody- Chaperoning his men around town. KILLS it at new years karaoke at the bar

Waxer/Boil- Just a quiet night at home, creating vision boards and swapping memories of the last year

Wolffe- Also chaperoning his men, but has Plo Koon tagging along. They lose the general somewhere in the crowd at the city center where everyone is gathered and Wolffe efficiently (chaotically) and calmly (panicked) found the general (he hollered and yelled until the crowd parted and Plo was spotted ahead)

Boost/Sinker- Spend the whole night gaming and sipping on mountain dew. they completely miss midnight and don't realize it until they look at the clock and its 2 in the morning.

Hunter- complete self care night where he stays in. He has headphones on, all communication capabilities off, and just decompresses from all the stress of the last year.

Wrecker- hosts an amazing and cool fireworks show!

Tech- is the unofficial manager for Wreckers firework show and party. Has everything coordinated to start EXACTLY at midnight. Researches and knows all of the local rules and regulations so if they are visited by local law enforcement he can argue inform them that despite complaints, they are clearly within the legal limits of explosives for entertainment purposes

Crosshair- acting hammered on what he things is booze (tech only told him that, its really just extra tangy grape juice that they found in the back of the fridge)

Omega- creating vision boards and resolutions and cleaning her WHOLE room in anticipation of the new year.

Howzer- Didn't even realize it was new years until the next morning when he shows up for work only for no one to be there.

Fox- BLESS THIS MAN. He is pounding caff left and right, having meltdowns between arrests, dealing with so many dumb people all night. Yeah, he could have went the easy route and worked in supplies or records like his other batchmates but nooooo he wanted to be the cool one. He wanted to be a peace officer. Looking at help wanted ads first thing in the morning.

Gregor- Sitting behind bars in the overnight cell in Fox's office. He isn't in any serious trouble he just wanted a reason to not go out in the crowds so he picked an argument with Foxy to get put in a 12 hour hold.

[diorcities]

with you (teaser)

spiderverse chronicles. haechan x reader, mark x reader genre fluff, action, mature content content spiderman au, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, selective mutism, sign language, smut (not in the teaser) more tba teaser wc 1.5k full fic est. 20k

an: since i'm making progress on the story (shocking) i'll share a little teaser. the past few days i've consumed a lot of spiderman content, it's not funny anymore. it was a sign of the times. i'm so excited to write this. happy reading ♡

description: after a catastrophic scientific explosion, chaos is unleashed in new york. a deaf girl must face the city that she once knew now submerged in a mayhem, pairing with a daily bugle intern to try to solve the mystery when one of the many affected with extraordinary abilities seems to have a duplicity between good and evil.

he traveled worlds looking for her. and when he found her, it was all in pieces.

he can sense you're there.

just moments ago he had swept the area, now, he looks intently at the boxes loaded into the helicopter.

“planning on stealing the moon tonight?” he's growing bored. “you guys aren't elusive at all, you should practice a little at that.”

the ambiguity of his own reaction puzzles him. there was no hurry in his movements, nor the usual tension. instead, there was a deliberate pause, and this unbearable boredom.

he's quick to deflect a couple of bullets; it comes out spontaneously now. all his senses are enriched. everything vibrates. everything sings. he's sneaky instead of a fighter. and he's also fond to make jokes at inopportune times.

“isn't this labor exploitation?” he inquires. “i hope you get paid overtime,” he says again when in response, a dozen men point their guns at him. he reacts shooting his hands upwards.

“easy, i'm your friendly neighbor.” a man turns to him. the big fish. “oh, my bad, i mistook you for some lookalike with a bunch of small yellow people.” he also doesn't miss the opportunity to make an emphasis on his size.

wilson kingpin snorts, annoyed. “after months, i'd think you'd stop acting like a kid.”

“i am a kid.” he chuckles, removing the mask.

there was no point in hiding his identity when the old crow knew who he was from the very beginning, though it also made him a prospect for his tasteless jokes.

he takes a look at the containers when the man turns his back at him and shout instructions. “nano-technology prototypes...” his voice comes out in an interrogatory tone, sniffing through the large box.

the man in charge sees him snooping around when he speaks. “are you interested?”

“they wouldn't hurt,” he replies, distracted; something stirs inside him when you move closer.

“take a few, see if you put it to good use.” he sneers and he mimics him, nonchalantly.

he bristles when the man smiles, agreeing; he's been waiting for the moment. doing silly tasks, dirty work. finally he was getting closer to get what he wants. “yes. why don't you take care of that little reporter mouse?”

he's pretty quick and elusive. skills, he guesses, his best traits; but even though, he might need some; he's been doing alchemy lately, so he grabs two and when the man looks away, grabs a few more. he can put good use to that kind of technology. “any other tasks you need me to do?”

fisk goes back to his job as if he's bored, and his lips tighten into a grimace that he already knows, making him take care of you.

“was this what you wanted, to steal technology?” you ask to the wind. the men hardly pay attention to you, but he does.

he must acknowledge that you have guts even though fisk is giving you a window because you don't pose a threat. not because of his size, but because of his influence.

“what's in the boxes?”

“as if i were going to tell you.” he mocks, hiding behind the mask. “why don't you cover tonight's weather instead, family of murderers?” he sees you freeze. “why don't you leave these matters to us and you take care of yours? seems like you're in deep shit,” he says, taking one step closer.

when you realize it, he's in front of you and you have nowhere to run. yet your feet recede to the edge. “mmm? don't test your luck and stay out of it.”

he gives you recognition that you don't look even a little intimidated. “who are you?”

his smile almost reach his eyes, “as if i were going to tell you,” he repeats, morbid.

fisk growls behind you, and something dark spreads on his gut, “get done with it, bug.”

he does what he says. first, he steals it from you in one move. and you're not quick to protest when his hands half-push you and your feet stumble. doing silly tasks, dirty work. one more thing and it will end.

nevertheless, getting rid of you is hard for him.

your hands try to hold on but he pulls away, so you fall into nothing.

like a bullet, he watches you fall, waiting. and when a blue boost barely flashes around you, he moves away from the edge. afterward, you just fall into new york.

[mythologyfolklore]

Continuation:

101. The Celestial Realm has a mental hospital: the Heavenly Hospital for Criminally Insane Deities and Immortals. It was established via decree of the Jade Emperor at the behest of Èrláng Shén, but before passing this law, there was a lot of dispute about the requirements for institutionalisation between the Jade Emperor and his advisors.

102. The Jade Emperor wanted to make political opposition a requirement for being admitted to the hospital for criminally insane deities and immortals, but was dissuaded from doing so by Nézhā, who informed him, that a surprising number of Celestials actually disapproved of many imperial decrees and that putting them all in the hospital would lead to overcrowding, disaster and even more opposition.

103. Áo Bĭng was resurrected shortly after Nézhā was. The reason? The Jade Emperor grew tired of Áo Guāng justifying his hateboner for Nézhā with the murder of his son and ordered for the Third Prince of the East Sea to be resurrected, just so Áo Guāng would finally SHUT UP!!!

104. After their resurrection, Nézhā apologised to Áo Bĭng, but it took almost a millennium, until they were on speaking terms. Then they became friends, grew ever closer and closer and after over 1800 years more, they fell in love and became a couple, soon to be married.

105. Èrláng Shén is unhappy about his adopted son wanting to get married, but he has learned his lesson about opposing his loved ones' relationships, so he just sucked it up and gave his blessing to make Nézhā happy. (Nézhā knows his dad isn't really happy about it, though, because Èrláng isn't remotely as subtle as he thinks he is)

106. When Golden Cicada gave their magical treasures to Yùdĭng Zhēnrén, they asked him to give them to none other than their 10th reincarnation. Accordingly, Yùdĭng Zhēnrén guarded the magical umbrella and lantern like his own for over 500 years, until the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit came to get his treasures back. They had some tea, chatted a little and Xuánzàng told a few things about himself, while Yùdĭng shared some wholesome stories from way back when Golden Cicada was still his disciple. By the time Xuánzàng left, both were happy and fast friends (again).

107. After Chénxiāng defeated and severely wounded his uncle and freed his mother, the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit took the wounded god in and nursed him back to health (he had to explain himself first and remind Chénxiāng of how "universal compassion" works). But he also didn't miss the opportunity to scold Èrláng Shén like no tomorrow, for being such a cruel brother and uncle.

108. After giving up her god status, Sānshèng Mŭ spent the rest of her mortal life hoping her brother would come and apologise to her, so they could reconcile before she passed on. Meanwhile Èrláng couldn't face her again and thought she didn't want to see him. So Yáng Chán died without an apology, and Èrláng never knew he'd blown his chance to make peace with his sister. This is just another point on Chénxiāng's "Why I hate my uncle" list.

109. Èrláng Shén has made a habit of killing Celestials who piss him off, and selling their organs on the black market. He doesn't have money troubles, he just thinks that if those people couldn't be useful in life, at least they should be in death.

110. Liù'ěr Míhóu has a lot of do-not-touch-days, due to his trauma. On those days no one is allowed to touch him, except maybe Tripitaka, because the Macaque has grown to trust him unconditionally.

111. Sūn Wùkōng doesn't know how to feel about the stories of him having actual children of his own (beside his subjects, who he considers his grandchildren). On one hand he loves kids, on the other hand he considers the family he has already quite a handful.

112. Golden Cicada looks very breakable with their golden carapace, but their exoskeleton is unbreakable, their insect wings have razor sharp edges and they can utilise their cicada song as a weapon.

113. One of Èrláng Shén's sworn brothers, Yáo Gōnglín, suffers from a congenital heart condition, that even immortality couldn't fix. He gets medication from Laozi to keep his heart from blowing up, but Èrláng constantly has to remind him to actually take it. Sometimes Yáo Gōnglín calls Èrláng a mother-hen for that.

114. Sūn Wùkōng's stalward generals very reluctantly allowed Èrláng Shén on Flowerfruit Mountain twice to help build a few hydraulic mechanisms as compensation for the fire. But only if he came as a monkey. This is how they found out, that Sichuan snub-nosed monkeys are fucking adorable (no, they haven't forgiven him, the cuteness just softened them up enough to tolerate his presence for a few hours).

115. Èrláng Shén is lactose-intolerant. That has never stopped him from consuming dairy products, if they looked delicious enough. In his opinion a nice cake or tart is totally worth the stomach ache and diarrhea.

116. Tripitaka has a terrifying angry face. Liù'ěr Míhóu claims it's the scariest one he's ever seen from someone, who doesn't have long and sharp canines. The disciples and their disciples just call it "THE STARE".

117. Liù'ěr Míhóu loves milk. It's his favourite food, aside from apples.

118. Èrláng Shén has a habit of hacking the phones of people who mildly annoy him, and changing their ringtones to really annoying ones.

119. Sūn Wùkōng and Èrláng Shén are addicted to fighting each other in immortal combat. While both are asexual, they get an almost sexual thrill out of it. Sūn Wùkōng finds Èrláng's bloodlust and battle-hunger enrapturing, while Èrláng Shén loves being able to go all out in a fight.

120. Áo Guāng still has a hateboner for Nézhā. 3100 years after the whole dragon slayer thing.

121. Áo Bĭng finds it stupid and tiresome, that his father is still angry about that, but he's too filial to say it out loud.

122. Èrláng Shén and Liú Chénxiāng are on tentative speaking terms. Liú Chénxiāng isn't forgiving his uncle for anything, but after 1300 years he's tired of still being defined by his childhood trauma. Upon seeing that his uncle was genuinely regretful, he chose to give him the benefit of the doubt in form of one last chance to make things right and doing better. Meanwhile Èrláng is terrified of messing that chance up again.

123. Èrláng Shén is arachnophobic.

124. Sūn Wùkōng is very talented in poetry and enjoys writing poems of all kinds. But he has zero talent for painting, which he often laments about - especially when he wants to capture a beautiful moment (or the beauty of a certain three-eyed god).

125. Tripitaka is slightly stronger than an average mortal, but he's not aware of it. It's how he can pick up Sūn Wùkōng (a literal stone monkey) with ease.

126. Every time Chénxiāng gets upset, Nézhā shows him video clips of Èrláng Shén being silly. It always works.

127. Èrláng Shén adores his sworn brothers with all his heart. They and their loyalty and deep care for him mean the world to him, and he would do anything for them. Even if they - like real siblings - really go on his nerves sometimes.

128. When Èrláng Shén became sworn brothers with the other six Sages of Méishān, he came out to them as a trans man. They accepted him as a man without question or hesitation and that was when he knew he wanted them to be by his side forever. So he found a way to make them immortal.

129. Sūn Wùkōng still has trauma from the fillet. Every time Tripitaka gets angry, Sūn Wùkōng gets scared. Even when it's not him Tripitaka is angry at.

130. While the Jade Emperor often dreams about having a son, he doesn't plan to get a concubine, as he's outrageously horny for Xìwángmŭ. It's kind of a "I wouldn't mind you crushing me, but PLEASE DO" kind of thing.

131. Èrláng Shén is autistic, but the one time he saw a psychiatrist, it was a bad experience; so he never visited one again and never got a diagnosis. Unfortunately the social ineptitude that comes with it clashes with his monophobia. So he often has to pick the lesser evil between exhausting interactions with other people and the crippling fear of being all on his own.

JTTW/Chinese mythology ideas

(A/N: Decided to finally make a list for this one too. Do these things make sense? No. Is it in any way close to canon? Also no. Will that stop me? Absolutely not. Also, I would like to establish that not all (or even most) of these are headcanons. Some are heartcanons, gutcanons, junkcanons and spleencanons. This list will be expanded, as I think of new ideas. Just keep in mind, that pretty much all of this is pulled out of my butt.)

1. Sūn Wùkōng has a slightly scratchy voice from five-hundred years of being fed molten copper and iron pellets, as well as the previous 49 mortal years of being cooked in a furnace.

2. Tripitaka is traumatised from his mother's suicide, his first two companions' deaths and the constant kidnapping and attempted murder and/or sexual harassment. After so much trauma and with having to parent several powerful and crazy demons and a dragon, he's become jaded.

3. Tripitaka was eighteen, when he learned of his family, and twenty, when he was recruited by Guān Yīn.

4. Sūn Wùkōng is a little self conscious about his body, since he was cooked in the furnace and pressed under the mountain and burned by Hóng Hái'er's True Samadhi Fire. To his subjects he's still the Handsome Monkey King though.

5. After being exposed, Liù'ěr Míhóu was given the option by the Buddha to either join the Tang Monk on the Journey along with the other disciples or be reincarnated into hell for his crimes. He chose the former. Tripitaka gave him the Dharma name Sūn Wùhuàn, though the others sometimes still call him Liù'ěr Míhóu (that's just Chinese for "Six-Eared Macaque").

6. Liù'ěr Míhóu is transgender with body dysphoria. He's absolutely miserable with his female body, but he can't hide it without shapeshifting, as his voice gives him away. He's also prone to delusions and dissociation by the time he joins the Journey. It doesn't get much better, but the other pilgrims learn to deal with it relatively quickly.

7. Èrláng Shén is transgender as well, but he goes to great lengths to hide, that his body is biologically female. Not because he has dysphoria (he doesn't), but because he hates the way he's treated by most people once they find out he's trans-masc. That and he can't stand people looking at his chest, when it's unbound.

8. Shā Wùjìng is super affectionate to his brothers and master. The affection is reciprocated, because they love their friendly, sensible formerly-maneating giant fish man.

9. Liù'ěr Míhóu has been sexually assaulted and forcibly impregnated many times in the past. Of the resulting children only one was allowed to live, because the Macaque either miscarried or aborted the rest. It's also a primary cause of his madness.

10. The surviving child (a monkey-fox hybrid) was left in the care of a significantly more sane friend, who happened to be the sister of one of the Wŭdàxiān.

11. Some primate species eat their dead in times of famine. The Six-Eared Macaque uses that as an excuse for eating that one dead monkey. Sūn Wùkōng and Tripitaka are having none of that bs.

12. Bái Lóng Mă is the first of the Pilgrims to befriend the Six-Eared Macaque and then becomes super protective, after he finds out what happened to him. In kind he becomes the Macaque's favourite brother.

13. Sūn Wùkōng is asexual demiromantic. Tripitaka and Liù'ěr Míhóu are both aro-ace. Zhū Bājiè is a straight ally. Shā Wùjìng is pan, but abstinent. Bái Lóng Mă is bi.

14. At first Tripitaka was delighted about having been one of the disiples of the Buddha Himself once. But after being the 10th reincarnation of Golden Cicada has gotten him into so much trouble, he's grown to hate it and loathes being addressed as "Golden Cicada".

15. Before Golden Cicada converted to Buddhism, they were an immortal cicada spirit, who had cultivated immortality under Yùdĭng Zhēnrén. They were a senior disciple, when the Yáng siblings showed up and quickly befriended the two.

16. Golden Cicada can switch from picture perfect Buddhist disciple to sassy spirit willing to throw hands. When they were a Taoist disciple under Yùdĭng Zhēnrén, they'd also sometimes chirp all night, just to annoy the younger disciples.

17. Golden Cicada had the ability to see the future. As such they weren't shocked to be sentenced to reincarnation by the Buddha for their disrespect, but it still hit them hard, because just like in the old school, they had grown attached to the other disciples and their master.

18. The Buddha has a lot of patience, but he takes no shit.

19. When Tripitaka becomes the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit, he regains all the memories from his past lives, including that of Golden Cicada. He also (re)gains the ability to shapeshift and fly and develops a few quirks Golden Cicada had in life.

20. Zhū Bājiè is still a little butt-hurt about becoming "only" an altar cleanser- Pff, nah, just kidding, he's fine. He's more upset, that he still looks like a boar.

21. Zhū Bājiè still flirts with women, but by now he has internalised the benefits of mutual consent.

22. Shā Wùjìng becomes the Golden-Bodied Arhat at the end of the novel, but decides to keep his demonic appearance most of the time, so he will never forget where he came from and as a reminder to be humble. His brothers still call him "Old Shā" or "Wùjìng".

23. Despite redeeming himself and becoming an Arhat, Shā Wùjìng is still shunned by the Celestial Realm. He is a bit sad about still being treated as a monster, but has long concluded, that this is just their pride talking.

24. Shā Wùjìng is still a capable fighter, but he's uncomfortable around swords. The reason is that, before he became a Buddhist, one of his punishments from Heaven involved being stabbed by a hundred swords every day, if he didn't stay in his river.

25. Bái Lóng Mă becomes a Golden Celestial Dragon of the Eight Classes of Supernatural Beings, but the others just affectionately call him "Gold". He's still a bit unhinged, but doesn't set things on fire anymore.

26. Sūn Wùkōng returns to his mountain after becoming the Buddha Victorious in Strife, but he often has his brothers over for tea and, about a hundred years after the Journey, takes Liù Chénxiāng (the nephew of Èrláng Shén) in as a disciple.

27. Liù'ěr Míhóu is given the title of "True Person of True Hearing" at the end of the story (making him the only one, who didn't become a Buddha or Bodhisattva). Tathagata informs him, that he joined the prilgrimage too late to make up for his terrible crimes, but he does give him magic transition surgery and promises to reward him in the future (provided the Macaque keeps working on bettering himself, of course).

28. Liù'ěr Míhóu specialises in helping vengeful ghosts. He restores their conscience and memory and if that's not enough to free them, he takes them in as disciples, until they're ready to reincarnate. On the side he clears up misunderstandings. A few centuries after the pilgrimage, Tathagata awards him the title "Bodhisattva Discerning Ghostly Speech" for his merit.

29. The Pilgrims are on the height of modern times. Getting phones and laptops was the Six-Eared Macaque's idea, because he was sick of having to write to his siblings and friends, while they can just talk into the wind and he'll hear it (Tripitaka didn't get a laptop until the COVID-19 pandemic rolled around and he couldn't hold his seminars in person anymore).

30. Liù'ěr Míhóu is getting therapy and taking medication to combat his mental instability. But his friends often have to accompany him to the hospital for check-ups.

31. Tripitaka/the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit and Èrláng Shén become friends after the Journey. Having obtained Buddhahood, Xuánzàng now remembers that they were friends in a past life and hopes to catch up and help Èrláng move on from his grief over Golden Cicada's death.

32. The real form of Xiàotiān Quǎn (Èrláng Shén's dog) is a giant heavenly dog the size of a large horse, but he has a smaller energy save mode in form of an albino Tibetan Spaniel.

33. Xiàotiān is extremely protective and affectionate towards his master. Èrláng Shén is also extremely protective of his dog and will brutally murder anyone, who tries to hurt him.

34. Nézhā becomes friends with Sūn Wùkōng throughout the Journey and they develop a brotherly bond. They also do brotherly things, like fighting about who is the older one. Spoiler: Nézhā is more than 500 years older (Èrláng Shén being about a thousand years older than Nézhā).

35. Sūn Wùkōng has let go of his anger by the time the modern era rolls around, but he's still waiting for an apology from Èrláng for the mountain fire.

36. Èrláng deeply regrets everything he did, but he can't properly apologise for major things.

37. During his fight with his uncle, Chénxiāng accidentally absorbed the Lotus Lantern and became immortal. He didn't realise the latter, until years later. He was not happy about it.

38. Sūn Wùkōng isn't Chénxiāng's only teacher, but the one he's closest to. He and Chénxiāng have a father-son-relationship. That includes dad jokes (much to Chénxiāng's dismay).

39. Very few people know that Chénxiāng became immortal and is still alive. Chénxiāng made them swear not to tell anyone, because he doesn't want to be found by certain people. Most of the time he's not even in China.

40. After being freed, Sānshèng Mŭ gave up her divinity to live a normal mortal life with her husband. Chénxiāng was overwhelmed with grief, after his parents eventually died of old age, while he was forever young. After his parents' death he moved back to Sūn Wùkōng for a while, before leaving to see the world.

41. At some point in the modern age, Nézhā had a falling out so bad, he decided he wanted a new legal surname, like, NOW. He asked Èrláng Shén to adopt him - much to the latter's consternation, as Èrláng is still haunted by his past mistakes and doesn't grasp how Nézhā could possibly see him as a parental figure. But Nézhā eventually softened Èrláng up and now his surname is Yáng.

42. Little does Èrláng realise, that Nézhā had already sneakily adopted him as a dad centuries earlier. Mostly because Èrláng respects him more and treats him better than his father and most other Celestials do.

43. Èrláng Shén has an unspoken crush on Sūn Wùkōng. He's not planning to do anything about the "unspoken" part, mainly because he's repressed and believes that love brings nothing but pain and misfortune and should never be indulged; and he also thinks it would be insulting to just walk up the the Monkey King and profess his feelings (considering the environmental destruction and genocide).

44. Yùdĭng Zhēnrén is extremely protective of each of his disciples. But the moment one of them starts hurting another, he'll banish the culprit at best and kill them at worst.

45. Golden Cicada was also extremely protective of their younger brothers and sisters. As a senior disciple, they felt it was their obligation to take the kids under their wings. That attitude didn't change, when they changed masters and became the second disciple of the Buddha.

46. During Èrláng Shén's and Sānshèng Mŭ's training under Yùdĭng, a then 9yo Èrláng was touched inappropriately by one of the senior disciples (who happened to be their master's favourite at the time). He confided in Golden Cicada, who reported it to their master.

47. Golden Cicada remained friends with the Yáng siblings and many others for the rest of their life. The last thing they did before dying and reincarnating was say goodbye to all their friends.

48. Èrláng Shén has a drinking problem. He's trying to quit for Nézhā's sake, but recovering from alcoholism is hard and he occasionally relapses. Nézhā is of course not happy about the drinking, but he appreciates, that his dad is trying to stop.

49. Sūn Wùkōng didn't know he was one of four Primates of Havoc, until he met the Six-Eared Macaque and the Buddha explained everything. Once the Macaque stopped being a villainous dickhead, the Monkey King was eager to meet the other two Primates. So Liù'ěr Míhóu introduced him to them.

50. The Red-Buttocked Horse-Monkey (Chìkāo Măhóu) and Connected Arms Gibbon (Tōngbì Yuánhóu) were excited to meet a new Primate of Havoc.

51. Chìkāo Măhóu is a female Taiwanese macaque, who emerged from a tree struck by lightning. She has exceptional healing powers, a profound understanding of human affairs and yin and yang, is very adaptable and loves trolling the death deities in various ways. She also likes to gather philosophers, say something, then sit back and watch, as a philosophical debate devolves into petty fighting.

52. Chìkāo Măhóu cultivated immortality under an immortal, who specialises in healing and medicine and named her Zhìyù Zhīshǒu. But the other three Monkeys of Havoc just call her Chì.

53. Tōngbì Yuánhóu is a transfem Hainan black-crested gibbon, who hatched from an egg-shaped lump of gold, that melted during a firestorm. She used to live in mainland China, until deforestation destroyed her home. She can shorten great distances, seize the sun and moon, play with the stars and distinguish the auspicious and inauspicious.

54. Sometimes Tōngbì Yuánhóu bonds with Liù'ěr Míhóu over being critically endangered species (the latter being the only six-eared macaque in existence).

55. When the Jade Emperor began his reign, he was full of enthusiasm and eager to make the world a good place. But over time he grew bitter and began to make it everyone else's problem.

56. The Jade Emperor has a photo of Sūn Wùkōng pinned to his office wall, which is riddled with darts, because he uses it for target practice.

57. One thing Sūn Wùkōng and Èrláng Shén agree on is this: if anything were to happen to Nézhā, they would kill everyone in Heaven and then themselves (if they could).

58. When Sūn Wùkōng first read the novel and saw that the author knew who his master was, he freaked out. Fortunately, he wasn't hunted down by an angry Subodhi thinking the monkey had broken his word.

59. Yes, Subodhi knows about the book. Yes, he also knows that Sūn Wùkōng didn't tell anyone, that he was his master. That's why he was chill about it.

60. Xiàotiān Quǎn is incredibly smart. He possesses human-level intelligence. Xiàotiān can't speak, but he can read traditional and simplified Chinese and has an excellent memory.

61. All four Monkeys of Havoc were born around the same time and are around 2500 years old.

62. Liù'ěr Míhóu can understand and speak all languages that exist, have existed or will exist in the future. But until he joins the Pilgrims, he could neither read nor write any of them. When Tripitaka learned this, he sat him down and taught him how to read and write.

63. Tàiyĭ Zhēnrén encourages Nézhā's goblin energy and feralness. Why? Because his adorable, sweet student, who can do no wrong, should be allowed to be free and- just kidding, the truth is, he's secretly a feral goblin himself.

64. The Pilgrims (including Liù'ěr Míhóu) are all super protective of one another. Even Tripitaka has a protective mode.

65. Tripitaka's protective mode is activated, when his disciples get sexually harassed (usually Liù'ěr Míhóu, given his feminine voice and appearance) and manifests in Tripitaka chewing the harasser out, until they run away crying. Ever since unlocking this particular skill, he has pulled no punches.

66. After Tripitaka was rescued from the Scorpion demoness, he told his disciples, that all that had happened was forward flirting on her part. He didn't tell them, that she actually assaulted him. Only Liù'ěr Míhóu knows, but Tripitaka made him swear not to tell anyone.

67. The Buddha prefers to teach his disciples how to let go of fleeting things piece by piece on their own, as he has seen first hand how traumatising it is for some people to suddenly be separated from everything they hold dear in this world.

68. When Sūn Wùkōng is overwhelmed, he flails his arms and speaks in monkey. People get confused.

69. Chénxiāng often visits Sūn Wùkōng on his island to check on his old teacher and catch up. He also introduced him to modern tech. A decision he now deeply regrets, because his teacher keeps sending him monkey memes.

70. Xiàotiān Quǎn was gifted to Èrláng Shén by Golden Cicada. After learning, that Èrláng had made a vow of celibacy, Golden Cicada thought, he still should have a loyal companion to shower with love and care to his heart's content, so they gave him a puppy.

71. Èrláng Shén doesn't know, that Xiàotiān Quǎn possesses the intelligence of an adult human. Partly, because Xiàotiān is perfectly happy being pampered, but mainly because Xiàotiān decided the best way to take care of his owner is to be undercover. He's really good at the "no thoughts, head empty" charade.

72. Liù'ěr Míhóu can hear pretty much everything, but it took him a while to learn to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

73. Bái Lóng Mă never forgave his father for almost getting him executed over accidentally setting something on fire, and completely cut ties with his birth family after becoming the Celestial Dragon Bodhisattva. He instead focussed his compassion and empathy on all beings mistreated and disowned by their family.

74. After banishing Shā Wùjìng to the Mortal Realm, the Jade Emperor got himself a new Courtain-Lifting General. But there actually are deities in Heaven, that still call Shā Wùjìng by his old title. Shā Wùjìng has mixed feelings about that.

75. Golden Cicada was an incredibly skilled warrior and possessed several potent magical weapons: an umbrella that can sap the magic of whoever they use it on, and a magical lantern. Before passing on, they gave the umbrella and the lantern to their old master, knowing he'd keep them safe. Golden Cicada also created the Lotus Lantern as a gift to Sānshèng Mŭ, after she became a goddess.

76. Golden Cicada could have become a Taoist deity, but rejected godhood, because they - just like their master - disdained the Heaven that treated their best friends so cruelly.

77. The Buddha of Sandalwood Merit sometimes jests about how he used to be the youngest of his friends and now, that he is truly one with Golden Cicada, he's in a way older than most of them.

78. Èrláng Shén has mixed feelings about how Tàiyĭ Zhēnrén encourages Nézhā's chaos, but he doesn't want to upset Nézhā by telling him not to interact with his master.

79. Sānshèng Mŭ - being a (demi)goddess - is over a head taller than Liú Yànchāng. He's a proud simp for his (what in the 8th century would've been a) giant woman.

80. Guān Yīn's disciples Mùzhā and Hóng Hái'er agree on only one thing: Lóngnü is the best and sweetest little cinnamon roll, deserves only the best and must be protected at all cost.

81. Nézhā adores dogs and loves petting Xiàotiān Quǎn. In turn Xiàotiān has observed, that Nézhā is one of the few people who can make Èrláng smile, so the K-9 agent has made it his mission to help protect this kid.

82. The Wŭdàxiān (a group of five local zoomorphic deities revered in Northeastern China) once lived in the Celestial Realm, until Wūyāxiān was wrongfully accused of sexual assault. While the lie was found out, the culprit faced no repercussions and Wūyāxiān was asked to leave Heaven, despite being proven innocent. The other four Great Immortals (Húxiān, Huángxiān, Shéxiān and Báixiān) joined their friend in exile out of solidarity.

83. When Tripitaka isn't doing Buddha things, he just chills out with his friends. When out in public, he goes by his real name Chén Xuánzàng.

84. Báixiān (the Hedgehog Immortal) was in fact the Shīfù of Chìkāo Măhóu and the one, who named her Zhìyù Zhīshǒu. The two are very close and Zhìyù Zhīshǒu considers her a mother figure.

85. When Nézhā was resurrected by his master, something went wrong and he was reborn with the True Samadhi Fire. It caused him pain, until Èrláng Shén (also a wielder of the Samadhi Fire) taught him how to control it.

86. Èrláng calls Nézhā "Xiăolián", when they're alone. He came up with that nickname as soon as he realised he was attached to the kid. Nézhā - never having been given affectionate nicknames before - didn't know how to handle that at first and teared up the first time he was called that.

87. Even after the Yáng siblings became gods, Golden Cicada still called them "Xiăo Yáng" or "Jiăn'er" (Èrláng Shén) and "Chán'er" (Sānshèng Mŭ), which Èrláng found incredibly annoying.

88. Yùdĭng Zhēnrén hates Heaven. Like, really hates them. He also hates most Celestials, especially the Jade Emperor. Nobody knows why, because he refuses to explain. So he was furious, when Èrláng joined Heaven to become a god, and made it clear, that he never wanted to see him again, unless there's an emergency only Yùdĭng can handle (a very unlikely scenario in his eyes).

89. Tōngbì Yuánhóu and Chìkāo Măhóu prefer to stay under the radar and constantly move. They're so secretive, that Sūn Wùkōng didn't find out about them, until he was 1100 years old. Liù'ěr Míhóu found them through his hearing pretty quickly after he was born. Tōngbì Yuánhóu is the oldest of them and when they get together, she's usually the voice of reason.

90. Liù'ěr Míhóu is the tallest of the four Monkeys of Havoc and a few centimetres bigger than Sūn Wùkōng, which the latter finds incredibly annoying.

91. Guān Yīn and Cháng'é are friends with Èrláng Shén and have been for more than 3000 years. Guān Yīn became friends with him, because she could tell he needed one. Cháng'é first met Èrláng, when her husband introduced them to each other, and they became fast friends after Hou Yi's passing. Despite the three of them being so different from each other, they somehow make it work.

92. Out of the former Tang Monk's disciples, only Sūn Wùkōng and Sūn Wùhuàn have disciples of their own. Technically that makes Xuánzàng grandmaster, but his disciples' disciples sometimes secretly call him "grandpa", thinking he doesn't know. Xuánzàng didn't know how to deal with that at first, but eventually he accepted, that he had upgraded from tired single parent to proud grandparent.

93. Sūn Wùkōng knows about Èrláng Shén's feelings for him, but doesn't confront him about them out of pity. And as long as Èrláng doesn't do anything creepy and stalker-esque, he doesn't see the need to bring it up at all.

94. Èrláng Shén introduced Cháng'é to the Netflix movie "Over the Moon" and now he has to sing the heartbreaking duet with her every time he visits. At this point he's sick and tired of it, but he still humours her.

95. All demons and dragons can purr.

96. When Liù'ěr Míhóu joined the Pilgrims, Tripitaka had to get used to someone suddenly seeing through his facade and calling him out. But once they got along, they reached a mutual understanding and developed a very close bond (not romantically. No. Just no.). Zhū Bājiè got jealous, when he realised he was no longer their master's favoured disciple.

97. Once a Celestial warrior was dared to cut off some of Èrláng Shén's very long hair, while he was napping. The next morning, the Jade Emperor went for a stroll in his garden and found a body in his favourite duck pond. I think you can guess what happened.

98. Èrláng Shén hates Lĭ Jìng with a burning passion and has made it his life's mission to make the man as miserable as possible. Nézhā finds it hilarious.

99. Tripitaka has permanent spinal issues from that time Liù'ěr Míhóu knocked him out by hitting him on the back. They manifest as flashes of extreme pain, that render him unable to move. Guān Yīn gives him special painkillers to ease the aches, but cannot heal him, because the chronic pain is karmic punishment.

100. Yùdĭng Zhēnrén gave the Yáng twins the same training. Only change was that after Èrláng came out as a boy, both his and his sister's training became tougher.

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