#been busy with holidays but i think thats it for now

[joybeantown]

If you dont have a fumo of your partner then what's the point

Kydiz kydiz kydiz (also charms in the future date)

[norikuna]

SALVATORE — jujutsu kaisen x reader minors dni

prologue. → going on summer vacations with the jjk men and things get a little...hotter?

pairings. satoru gojo x afab!reader / suguru geto x afab!reader / nanami kento x afab!reader / choso kamo x afab!reader / ryomen sukuna x afab!reader / toji fushiguro x afab!reader

warnings+. non-sorcerer/jujutsu au, from the back, exhíbitíonism, mild food play, ríding, máting press, creámpíe, against the wall, oral (f. receiving), fíngeríng, hey even in a cave! reader is called good girl, princess, baby, darling, my love.

word count. 4.1k! song inspiration. salvatore — lana del rey

a/n. update #1 writing this fic had me looking up shit on wikipedia pages abt cities around the world, had me checking meteorology maps...tried to choose cities i've been to but i was still racking my brains. update #2 btw whenever i write smut like this i'm filled with outstanding self awareness and minor shame but thats the fun of it 😭 this is day no.3 of me trying to rewrite this all from scratch update #3 day 4! fawkkkk i wanna go on holiday too now. lmao if i was in the sukuna one, i would have been mad as hell, istanbul is stunning <3

mp3. everything looks better from above my king, like aqua marine, ocean's blue

TOJI FUSHIGURO — all the lights in miami begin to gleam 📍 miami, america

"o-oh, fuck. think she's really tellin' me to keep going like this, don'tcha think?"

your boyfriend is mean when he's like this. sharp, jade eyes narrowed as they take in the sight of your puffy folds swallowing him up over and over as he's stuffing himself into your sticky walls. and if you turn your head away, from where you're smashed against the pillow, you can see the floor-to-wall ceilings of the high-rise penthouse that offers an uninterrupted view of miami's glittering skyline.

"how - how, did you even get this place, hah, toji?" it's a wonder you can even get a coherent sentence out right now, your guts are practically being stuffed with inches of your boyfriend's veiny cock, and it's leaving you, well, delirious.

but with humble credit and thanks to what you can assume is your own nasty grip, toji's not faring much better either. his brawny frame is practically shuddering, and while you can't see his face in this position, you're certain that a sharp canine has sunk into his lip, and his breath is coming out in hulking groans.

"heh, you're n-not meant to ask questions like that, princess? gotta, ohhh, gotta keep some business s-secrets up my sleeve, huh?" and he's practically a beast right now, handling you on all fours of this king-sized bed, draped in silk sheets the colour of red wine, "just a reward for a-, haah, a job well done."

any job well done from toji was most likely something illegal, but you can't even bring yourself to care, not when there's a bucket of chilled champagne on the glass table to your left, and certainly not when his fat cock is smearing right through you, leaving a coil in your abdomen that only he can unravel.

you whine, feeling the fat tip of his cock practically rummage and make a home in your cunt, "toji, wan' more," and you're pushing the plush of your ass against his pumping hips, and you hear his sharp intake of breath.

a rough hand has snaked underneath you, creating a small gap between you and the bunched-up fabric on the bed, and his callous fingertips are now circling sloppy, messy circles over your clit, leaving you bucking in his hold.

"n-now, stay still, princess. not done with you yet."

SUGURU GETO — ciao, amore. soft ice-creams. 📍 amalfi coast, italy

you're not sure how long you've been trembling under suguru's mouth, but it must have been an eternity under the ministrations of his tongue.

the sun has been blazing high, casting a golden glow over this part of the private beach, hidden away from the towns bustling with tourists like yourselves who had descended upon the coast for the summer.

soft waves lapped in ebbing waves, the rhythm breaking the perfect stillness of the afternoon, in this wooden cabana, separated from the terracotta villas.

and no, your mind was nowhere near admiring the turquoise waters of the ocean, but rather your lover's mouth practically exploring every inch of your cunt like this.

the tapered tip of his tongue had long been probing around your fluttering pussy, taking in every last drop of your pearlescent luster that was practically dripping over his chin.

not to mention the absolutely sticky and languid trails of melting ice-cream, each biting cream drop that fell on your hot swollen folds getting promptly cleaned up by the one who was enjoying this sweet game.

"shhh! don't wanna get kicked off this beach, do ya, pretty?"

and suguru looks positively devious, his violet eyes gleaming with crude intent. his black hair is a tangled mess, long locks falling victim to your clawing nails that tumble carelessly over his bare back, kissed by the sun and glowing with a soft, rosy pink hue.

and when he smiles, the sunlight catches onto his lips, making the slick on his mouth sparkle and wink up at you.

"been - it's been an entire hour by now, can't you just let me cum," you huff, closing the plush of your thighs around his ears, boxing him in.

geto flashes you a mischievous grin, running a slow finger through your sopping folds, and lightly brushing over your entrance as you mewl again.

"where would the fun in that be, pretty?" he murmurs, "love seeing how wet this cunt gets for me, need to let me have my fun."

what a devil. clearly, getting under your skin is a sport for him.

you're hardly given a moment to breathe before he's jostling two thick digits right into the thick of it once more, in and out, in and then out, as his thumb find its home on the slope of your bare mound again.

"besides, we can take it slow for 'nother hour, can't we?" and now suguru's toying with your clit, and his teeth lean down to graze the swollen, throbbing bud, "gotta see just how much you can beg for me."

NANAMI KENTO — catch me if you can, working on my tan 📍 gold coast, australia

"w-wait, darling," nanami shudders under your touch, under your fresh set of nails raking small patterns over his neck, "anyone could just walk past here, y'know."

you curl your lip, before pressing your mouth in an open mouthed kiss to his stretched neck, warm and flushed.

you can feel the galloping thrum of his pulse beneath your lips, the heat almost intoxicating, mingling with the faint tang of the pool water's chlorine, and the scent of banksia and frangipanis in the air.

you can also feel his thick cock dragging through your walls, as you ram the weight of your hips over and over again. it seems like the shimmering skyline of surfer's paradise was just what nanami needed, after months of work, and you're determined to make the most of your time here.

he's got you bouncing practically like a ragdoll, heavy balls swinging up and smacking your skin in what little space remains between the two of you, and he's panting into your chest, "whatd'ya gonna do if someone sees?"

"mhm, don' care, no-one's here, nanami."

his broad arms loop around you in the pool chair, as you straddle the sizeable bulge that's making a tent in his briefs, "nasty, sometimes, aren'tcha?"

you smile, as your husband's large hands roam over your back, making you arch your back into his touch — as he deftly pulls at the tight knot holding your damp bikini top together.

"ah, don't get shy now. let me see these," and you can only nod hazily as he lets your tits spill out, and press up against his bare, chiselled torso, "wanted this so bad, just a minute ago, yeah?"

"s-still want this," and for good measure, you grind your hips down over his cock with even more pressure, feeling him jolt with a quiet 'fuck!' underneath you.

"haah, that's not fair, darling," and he's crashing his weeping, curved tip so far into you, that you're certain you're seeing stars on the saltwater horizon, "what happened to playing nice?"

you know you should be weary of the flicker of challenge that glints in his stern brown eyes, softened by the haze of your squelching cunt, "do y-your worst, otherwise what? can't keep up?"

a cocky smile curves over his mouth, and that's the wave of satisfaction you were looking for, hoping that he'd take the bait.

he leans further back in the pool chair, now with an arm wrapped lazily around your gyrating hips, but you can feel his grip tighten, stealing the humid air right out from under you, "we'll see who can't play nice when you're begging for my cock to fill you up."

CHOSO KAMO — all the lights are sparkling for you, it seems 📍santorini, greece

"hey, shh, shhh..."

choso's voice is a low rumble as he glides his thick, leaking tip down your slick core, and you shiver as the cool ocean breeze mixes with the warm slick gathering between your bodies, "w-wow, you're doing so good, handling it so well, my love."

you must have made a good choice, choosing this suite. one carved seamlessly into the tan-rock of one of the island's famous caves. and well, your sweet boyfriend has been fucking you so incredibly that you feel your eyes start to water, blear away from the pretty blue and terracotta accents on the mantelpiece.

his girthy cock sinking into you send shivers to your pussy that leave you fluttering and squeezing around him tighter, clenching around the veins as he sinks even deeper, so the thickened head is practically kissing your cervix, and filling you in ways you didn’t know were possible.

"d-does it feel good for you too, cho?” you gasp, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders, fingers playing with the soft choppy strands that fall around his shoulders, "this...this is what you wanted, right, baby?"

the pale mauve of his lips curves into a faint smile, and despite the sharpness of his thrusts making a home in your gummy walls, there's a tenderness in his shadowed, hazel eyes as his palm glides down your torso, cupping your tits gently, "w-would go anywhere in the world, if it was with you."

and he's looking at you with such love that you just cannot help but believe him when he says, no, shudders out a "you're so beautiful."

the sound of the water lapping against the rocks below fills the room, mixing with your soft whimpers, as the slow roll of choso's hips leave your puffy folds weeping. the thick, throbbing head of his cock brushes against your g-spot, right there, and you moan, lost in the sensation.

"god, y-you’re so good at this," he breathes into your ear, his voice hoarse and strained, and suddenly far more shaky, "ah - could do this forever."

"w-will you?" you whisper, eyes fluttering as you lose yourself in what is surely ropes of stringy white cum painting you lovingly inside, "wan' feel you all the time, cho."

choso's misty, flushed gaze locks onto yours, filled with a heat that makes your heart race, and fireworks shoot through your abdomen, "think you're g-gonna be my wife someday, yeah?"

you bite your lip, a shy smile painting your face despite the way that he's practically jostling inch after inch into your pussy, pressing into you like a vice, "really mean t-that, cho?"

"ahh, 'course i do," he shudders, brushing a thumb down the swan-arch of your neck, "now, hold onto me."

RYOMEN SUKUNA — dying by the hand of a foreign man, happily 📍istanbul, turkey

"huhh, oh my god! you're an animal," you huff at your fiancé, who's currently sprawled on the plush bed underneath your straddling thighs, under the sheer curtains that billow softly in the warm breeze from the open latticework windows.

and right now, sukuna looks like a mess.

and it brings you a great deal of satisfaction to see your usually composed and aloof fiancé so undone and disheveled, as he grins up at you — the black markings on his face creasing with the movement.

his rosy-pink hair is a tangled heap, but you can't resist running your fingers through the short, tousled spikes.

and his lips, which have been marking you up consistently for the past ten minutes, gleam glossy and full, as his crimson eyes lock onto yours with the smug satisfaction of a cat who's gotten its way.

he'd barely waited a mere minute after the two of you had arrived back to your hostel's room, from a whirlwind tour of the sultanahmet district, before he had pounced on you, and had practically tore your long skirt off.

you don't quite think it's worth mentioning that you've been pawing equally at your boyfriend in the same time as well, pulling his thick and lengthy shaft out of the confines of his boxers, and swiping a thumb over the angrily-gleaming tip.

"d-didn't even take a second to think about all the places we just saw? the history lessons, and - sukuna, were you even listening?"

by now, you're fighting back heaving shivers at the way the pads of his calloused fingers run under your top.

"hah! yeah, yeah. history and all that," he murmurs, low and amused, but his focus is clearly elsewhere, his lips now resuming their previous task of snapping at your torso, letting pretty berry-red marks beam.

you roll your eyes, though a smile tugs at the corners of your own glossy mouth, "y-you're impossible," and you try not to squirm as his forefinger and thumb on each hand pinch at a nipple under your top, "don' even know why i bothered bring this...this camera around. the guide said that these sights were o-once, oh fuck, sukuna, get a grip, said the sights were once-in-a-lifetime b-breathtaking."

"breathtaking, huh?" sukuna shifts closer to you, scooting you further over his wide lap, and his voice has dropped to a low and sultry whisper that sends a shiver down your spine, and leaves you aching, "i think you're breathtaking. wan' explore this," and here, he snaps at the elastic band of your lace panties, "instead."

"and besides, i was listening," and now, he's patting his sculpted, exposed thighs behind the plush of your ass on him, "the guide said that this city straddles two continents."

he's emphasising his words with a deliberate tap, clearly hoping you'd catch the awful word-play.

"say something like that again, and i'm booking the next flight home."

"hah, so now you hate it when i am cultured."

by now, his two rough hands kneading at you has left you...airless. thick heat has been pooling in your core, and you just can't help but let out a soft whimper, "sukuna…only wanted y-you to focus."

he shakes his messy head, laughter rumbling deep in his chest, under thick pectoral muscles, "no can do, brat. you’re my focus now. done enough sightseeing outside today, wanna do something inside."

"you’re impossible!" but you gasp as he skims a thumb over your cloying, dewy clit, making you jolt.

you know he must be in a rare, mellowed mood because he breathes, "impossibly in love with you," and it's quiet, teasing as the heat of his breath ghosts over your skin, "now tell me how much you want this, and maybe i'll think about giving you a different type of lesson."

franky, by now you want nothing more than to be filled with heavy, hot inches that curl into you, sloshing their way to the most sensitive spot of all, and sukuna must see that on your face.

"i -," you begin, but the words falter as he leans in, his lips brushing against your ear, and the weeping tip of his cock taps against the wet pool staining your underwear darkly translucent.

"just say it, brat. tell me how bad you want it, i'll even be nice this time," he urges, his voice a sultry purr, "just gon' give it to you as you ask, yeah?"

"wan' you in me, 'kuna," you finally admit, breathless, "i want you so much it hurts."

"good girl," he mutters, his eyes darkening with desire. "now you're getting the right idea."

you sigh, content, but then still your rocking hips suddenly, "but after this, we're still going out to the bazaar for dinner."

"for fuck's sake."

GOJO SATORU — like a boss, you sang jazz and blues 📍paris, france

you're not quite sure where exactly you should be training your ears, whether you should be listening to the sultry notes of a saxophone that wrap around the plush velvet booth where you and gojo are seated.

or the thick, clingy swish of his fingers practically bullying themselves in and out of your pussy. the air is thick with the scent of expensive cigars that make you wrinkle your nose, and fine whiskey (that makes gojo wrinkle his nose) and the sweet tang of your own slick, privately, just for the two of you.

your boyfriend sits close to you, his left hand tight on your waist, and the other working a fine instrument, bunching up underneath your ysl silk dress.

"baby, look at how your perfect cunt's talkin' to me," he's whispering, and you can hear the sheer glee in his voice, his breath hot against your ear.

meanwhile, your jaw is slack and you're doing your best to not meet his touch with a sultry, rhythmic grind of your own hips, but the knot is quickening and tightening within you.

but gojo just smiles, and you can see the blue in his eyes darken underneath his sunglasses that have slipped slightly down the slope of his nose, "but can't have everyone hearing this melody, can we? might think you were the main fuckin' attraction for the night and not -" he cocks his head to the quartet serenading the paris night sky, and the other patrons of this filthy wealthy club.

you just sink your teeth into your painted lip, suppressing a whine as he curls three fingers within you, reeling you entirely pliant and having you lean against his broad chest under his jacket, "b-but satoru, 'm getting close."

he's being awful, you think. and when he had pulled his hand out earlier, it had been entirely coated in a ribbon of your arousal, the slow syrup beginning to run down his slender digit, but he had parted his lips and let not a drop go to waste on his tongue.

the music is swelling, it's a jazzy crescendo that fills the air, and your gaze hazes and wonders, focusing on the open window where the eiffel tower stands ablaze in lights. soft gasps are escaping your lips, when gojo starts slamming his fingers up and up further, right up to his glossy knuckle, clearly searching for your g-spot.

and you are so glad that this booth is turned away from the rest of the club's patrons, for if they saw you, it would be no secret as to what exactly was going on underneath your gown.

"focus on me, love. just focus on how you're soaking me."

he's pressing his fingers impossibly deeper, stroking your walls in a way that make it impossible to think of anything else but him.

"gojo, please…" you breathed, struggling to keep your voice low, "what if someone sees?"

he laughs, pressing his mouth to your neck, and you know he's inhaling the new scent that you had picked up at the luxury flagship stores earlier, his treat.

"let them. paid good enough money to get in here," and now he's getting more insistent, practically ravishing your aching pussy now, "besides, they wanna say anything about it? i'll cut out their tongue."

"p-pretty sure that's, mmph, i'm sure that's i-illegal, 'toru."

"don't want your pretty head thinking about anything else right now, 'kay?" and god, it's one of life's greatest works, how he just knows how to work his magic like this, and the way that he's pinching, rolling and twirling his fingers has you convinced that the holy six-eyes technique, passed down in the sacred tradition of the gojo clan, is being put to nasty work.

sure enough, a little spark! there, and a bigger zap! against your clit practically confirms your suspicions, as does the unearthly glow you catch in gojo's wide eyes, and you can feel yourself hurtling towards a precipice, panting open-mouthed against him.

"dirty girl, you don’t want to make a scene, do you?" he says this like he was not the one who pulled you into this booth, and palmed his way up your slip-dress. like he's not the one who tore into your lace panties, and shoved them into his pocket.

"it feels so good, satoru,” you babble, barely able to contain yourself, as he scissors his fingers wide, nudging your walls apart, "i can’t — "

"then don't," he interrupted, his voice low and commanding, "just let it happen. i want to hear you, i wanna hear her too, but only if you can keep it down."

you nodded, breathless, watching as waiters in impeccable black-and-white attire glide between the tables, carrying trays of delicate hors d'oeuvres and glasses of dom pérignon.

"good girl," he murmured, his fingers curling just right, pushing you closer to that exquisite precipice, "now, be quiet and enjoy the moment."

just as he pinches your clit, you feel everything around fall away in shattering starfall. bolts of lightning shoot and splash through your lungs, stilling your heart, leaving your cunt pulsing with a life of its own, fluttering against satoru's fingers which still haven't stopped.

it's only then you realise that the band has stopped playing, and the other patrons of the clubs are leaning out of their seats, slapping their hands together in fervount applause.

but you can only stare, dazed and boneless from the remnants of an excellent fucking orgasm, as gojo leans in, just over the shell of your ear.

"how about we go back to the hotel room? wanna see an encore?"

[cyberhughes]

— 𝓣𝓸𝓸 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ quinn hughes

🌊 chapter one: awkward.

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*:･✧* 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: quinn hughes x fem!oc

*:･✧* 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: swearing, jack lowk being a perv for a quick second, nothing really happens here, just quinn being awkward as fuck lol

𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮: hope you guys had some fun new year celebrations <3 i was under the table eating grapes bc lord knows there cannot be a repeat of 2024💀💀🙏🙏also i only reviewed this like once so just ignore any spelling errors if there’s any🎀

series masterlist + character intros

it had been eight years—nearly a decade since aurora had seen the hughes brothers. though she could still picture their boyish grins and foolish antics like it was just yesterday.

they hadn’t kept in touch much since they moved, aurora and luke would facetime around the holidays, but never jack and quinn. aurora missed them of course, but she was happy that they were pursuing their dreams, touring different cities and playing in the nhl.

it had been a year and a half since her brother ashton announced his engagement to his highschool sweetheart, melissa. the couple would be having their wedding in michigan, wanting to keep it small and intimate.

this wasn’t a shock to aurora, the couple not being the type of people to want a super extravagant wedding. what was a shock however, was hearing that they would be having their wedding at the lake house.

quinn’s lake house.

it was a beautiful property, and perfect for the intimate wedding they were envisioning. quinn had also wanted to host them the few nights leading up to the wedding, not wanting them to spend any more money than they had to on a hotel.

it was beyond generous, and because of this aurora knew he hadn’t changed. he was always doing everything he could for others, always wanting to put a smile on everyone’s faces.

and thats why, for the week leading up to their flight, aurora would spend every minute preparing herself for the reunion. he hadn’t changed, but she had.

he hadn’t seen her in eight years, the version of aurora he knew was long gone. she no longer had braces and bushy eyebrows, but had grown into a beautiful young woman. she was 21, but she still felt that childish need to impress them, almost needing to seem more mature than she really was.

she’d prove that she wasn’t that same little girl anymore.

the cool summer breeze sent a chill down aurora’s spine, or maybe it was the nervousness that was finally setting in upon their arrival in michigan. the airport was busy, families bustling around, probably arriving for their summer getaways as well.

“oh aren’t you so excited to see luke?” aurora’s mom placed her hands on her shoulders, giving them a small squeeze. “he’s taller than you now!”

aurora laughed at her mom’s excitement, nodding in agreement. last time she had seen luke he was barely taller than her, but she had seen photos that ellen sent and he had grown up to be the tallest of the brothers.

“oh, i think your father found ash.” her mom pointed out the black car her dad was jogging towards, luggage clunking behind him.

“RORY!” ashton exclaimed hopping out of the drivers seat, a wide smile on his face and she giggled, dropping the handle of her suitcase and practically jumped into her brother’s arms. “ASH, YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED!” she hugged him tightly, trying to make up for the months she went without him.

“really? i didn’t know!” he chuckled, pulling away and ruffling her hair with his hand, to which she pouted and tried to smooth down her hair again. “we’ll have to stop back at our place to get melissa, then we’ll go straight to the lake.” ashton explained, grabbing their suitcases and putting them into the trunk of the car.

aurora felt a tinge of excitement as they got closer to seeing the hughes,

or more specifically, quinn.

“we’re here!” the sound of gravel squeaking underneath the tires awoke aurora, signalling that they were finally at the lake house.

as they pulled into the driveway, the front door of the house swung open, revealing a 6’2 giant that aurora almost didn’t recognize, but it was that same boyish smile that she saw that made all the memories come flooding back.

“LUKEY!” aurora jumped out of the car, her brother scolding her as she ran since he hadn’t even put it in park yet.

“RORY!” she jumped into his arms and he swung her around, the two giggling and feeling like little kids again. even though they had been separated for almost a decade, it felt like nothing had changed between them.

from the car, aurora’s mom was snapping pictures of their reunion, making a joke about how they were exactly the same as when they were 13.

“holy shit,” he set her down and examined her as if he was checking that this was really her, and not some imposter. “you actually look good!” she playfully punched his shoulder at his comment. “you look good too, finally grew out of that big head huh?”

there wasn’t an ounce of awkwardness as they joked, which they were both secretly nervous about.

“now who’s this pretty little lady?” she peeked behind luke’s frame to see jack strutting towards them, a charming grin on his face.

“hey rowdy.” she rolled her eyes playfully, walking over to give him a hug. he pulled away and smirked, looking down. “when did you get those?” she looked at him puzzled, before realizing what he was talking about and her face flushed a deep red. “oh my god, you’re still such a pervert.” she shoved him away as he let out a hearty laugh.

aurora let a small smile form on her face as she looked at the two boys in front of her, she could feel her heart melting, they were all grown up.

but someone was missing.

“so uhm, where’s quinny?” she asked, taking a step backward, wanting to go back to the car to grab her suitcase, but her ankle twisted under the gravel and her eyes widened as she felt her balance disappear.

she thought she’d fall, but instead she felt a hard surface on her back and two hands on her arms, and she craned her head to look up.

holy shit.

“q-quinn!” she scrambled out of his hold, straightening out to face him. he looked like a completely different. he was taller of course, his hair was longer and messier, not how he had it as a kid where it was clean cut and combed. he had a scruffy beard and his eyes were tired.

she couldn’t quite decipher what the look in his eyes meant as he stared back at her, but the second he blinked it was gone, and he offered a small smile, but something felt different about it. “how are you, aurora?”

aurora.

not rory.

“i’m good…” she nodded her head slowly, taken aback by the awkwardness of the situation. was he not excited to see her? she could feel her cheeks heating up in embarrassment. “and you?”

“doing good.” he pressed his lips in a straight line and tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

from behind them, jack could be seen whispering into luke’s ear, “this is kind of fucking weird, right?” the younger boy nodded in agreement. they didn’t really know how the thought quinn would react to seeing her again, but it was surely wasn’t like this

“THESE SUITCASES ARENT GOING TO UNLOAD THEMSELVES!” they heard ashton yell jokingly from the car, pretending to struggle as he carried them out.

“i’ll go help your brother, jack and luke can show you around.” quinn said and aurora hesitantly nodded.

before he could fully turn around, she decided to grab his arm, and pull him into a quick hug. “i’m happy to see you, quinn.” she said quietly and he stood there feeling shocked.

he looked down at the girl hugging him with wide eyes. hesitantly, he wrapped his arms around her, finally reciprocating the greeting.

aurora blushed as she felt his muscles tense as she hugged him, he was definitely much more built than he was 8 years ago.

she pulled away and gave him a smile and he could see the same twinkle in her eyes she had all those years ago. he returned the smile and nodded, before going to help ashton.

she watched the way he jogged to the car and could feel her stomach turning. this was a different quinn, it wasn’t her quinn.

“OKAY!” jack clapped his hands together, breaking the tension in the air. “let’s give you a tour, yeah?”

aurora nodded, following the two brothers into the house, but not before trying to catch one last look at quinn.

maybe he had changed, after all.

the rest of the day had been relaxed, the grays —asides from ashton, getting a tour of the house, taking a peek at the boat, having a nice barbecue dinner, and ending the day with a fee card games.

the tiredness of travelling had hit them and they decided that it was time to head to bed, everyone heading to their designated rooms. aurora was rooming with luke since the two had wanted to catch up and have relive the times where they would have sleepovers back in the day.

and now it was 2 am, and aurora was laying wide awake beside luke, staring at the way the ceiling fan spun around, mirroring the way her mind was spinning.

quinn had barely talked to her all day. she had locked eyes with him a few times but he broke the eye contact before it even started.

she thought that maybe he was mad at her for not keeping touch after they moved, but the phone works both ways, right?

the overthinking paired with the summer heat had made her thirsty. she didn’t want to have to wake luke up, but she also felt shy to grab her self a glass from the kitchen since she hadn’t been here long.

“lukey.” she turned to face the snoring boy, poking him gently on the arm. he shifted, but didn’t wake up. she could only wish she was as good a sleeper like him.

she bit her lip and sat up, deciding to just go by herself. she put on her fuzzy socks before tip toeing out of the bedroom, trying her hardest to not make any noise to disturb anyone.

she had made her way to the kitchen through the hallway that was decorated in family photos. being successful in keeping quiet she searched the cabinets, still in the dark, before finding herself a glass and filling it up with tap water.

she sighed as she placed the cup down, looking out the window at the lake. she was kind of jealous that quinn had a view like this right in his backyard, but then again he worked extremely hard for it.

she went to wash her cup in the sink when suddenly the light flickered on and she whipped her head around to see who was there.

it was quinn, of course. he was wearing a pair of plaid pyjama pants and a grey tshirt, the waistband of his pants slightly hanging low, and aurora found her eyes wandering lower and lower.

“are you okay?” he asked softly, and it was probably the most he had said to her the whole day. she noticed his hair was messy, and his eyes not fully open, meaning that she had woken him up.

“yeah, i’m sorry, i was just getting some water.” he nodded at her response as she placed the cup in the drying rack beside the sink.

they stood in an silence for a moment. quinn scratched the hair on his chin, opting to break the awkward silence, “are you okay sleeping with luke? if you want, you can take my room.” he offered. he recognized that he hadn’t been the most welcoming towards her, and was trying break the tension.

“i couldn’t, you’re already doing so much for ash and us.” she politely rejected. “well if he snores too loud, the offer will still be there.” he said and she nodded, the awkwardness making it’s return. they stood there another moment before he pursed his lips and nodded, turning on his heels to go back to his bedroom.

“did i do something wrong?” she asked, stopping him and his tracks, voice louder than she had intended to.

he turned his head and shook his head. “no, you didn’t, why?” he asked and she shrugged her shoulders. “uhm…nothing.” she brushed it off and he nodded.

“goodnight,” he stopped as if to think,

“rory.”

[maraudersoncrack1981]

25 Days of Jegumus - Day 1 - Snowflake

☆ @noblehouseofgay ☆

I know in late but I'm trying to get my love for writing back and I thought this could be fun!! I'll try upload Day 2 soon :3 <3

TW:

•Mentions of Walburgas A+ Parenting

•May not make sense as again, this is just me trying to love writing again/get better

•Our favourite homos

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Regulus sat in the astronomy tower, scarf wrapped around his neck and gloves clinging to his hands as he watched the snow fall. Tomorrow would be the day everyone goes home for the Christmas holidays, including him. He'd be back in that same old house, with his same old family, with their same old values.

With their same old abuse.

Whilst other families will be spending Christmas cosied up by the fire, opening presents, and having fun with loved ones, he'd be going about his day like it was any other because how dare the thought of celebrating a filthy muggle holiday even cross his mind. He has and never will be aloud to celebrate Christmas.

Just as Regulus was about to start moping some more about how much he was dreading tomorrow's train ride, the door to the astronomy tower burst open, making Regulus jump and let out a small squeel, and who other than James Fleamont fucking Potter to show up at a time like this huh?

James'face lit up at the sight of him, "Reggie, hi!" he said in that dumb angelic voice of his whilst wearing that stupidly gorgeous smile that he hated.

"What do you want, Potter? im busy!" Regulus said, eyes glaring trying to scare him away.

James looked at him, smile fading into a worried frown. "Is everything okay Reg..? What happened?" James makes his way over to Regulus, his eyebrows creased as he looked down at him, taking Regulus' hands in his. Regulus took a shakey breath.

"O-Of course i am?!" He stuttered, trying to keep up a cold act. "Why would it matter to you Potter, its none of your business!" He spits, again trying to make him go away. He was starting to get emotional now.

"Not when you're so clearly upset! I know you, you're gonna pretend like nothings wrong and try to get me to leave you alone, then you're gonna be up here for the next 4 or so hours upset out of your mind. So tell me Reggie, whats wrong?" James stated, still holding Regulus' hands gently. He began to tear up. How could James know him so well?

"I dont want to go home for Christmas" He lets out in one breath. Eyes tearing up at the thought of spending another Christmas without his brother; cold, sore, and alone.

"I-I hate it there James! If one word comes out of my mouth if ive not been spoken to i get hexed! The abuse was bad when Sirius was there but ever since he left its just gotten worse! Im scared to breath to loud around them James!" He breaks down, tears now spilling out of his eyes from all the built up pain and hurt he hasnt let out for the past 3 years.

James pulled him into his chest and held him closely as Regulus wept, holding on tight. "Shhh its okay..." James comforted.

James pulled away and held Regulus' face in his hands, wipping away the tears as best he can, and James' eyes lit up with an idea.

"Come home with me." He spluttered out, Regulus' gave a shocked expression, not expecting such a proposition.

"B-But- I cant! They'll come after me James! Dont be so nieve! If they find me theyll hurt you!" Regulus panicked, how could James think of such an idea?! it would only make things worse... right?

"Think about it Reg! Christmas with Sirius! And me of course but thats besides the point... and even if they do come looking for you we wont let them take you! Trust me Reggie" James says, looking into his eyes with hope and very poorly hidden excitement. And for somr reason, he does trust him. He sniffs and lets a small smile cross his face.

"I suppose... its not the worst idea your brains came up with..." Regulas says, slightly teasing. James lets out a laugh as a huge grin plants itslef on him. Something small, white and fragile catches james' attention, his eyes slowly following it before it lands on Regulus' red cold nose.

"A snowflake..." James murmured, a look of pure adoration in his eyes looking at the smaller boy who was trying to see the snowflake before it melted.

Regulus let out a small laugh before meeting his gaze. He gave a soft smile in return.

"Thank you James"

"Its my pleasure Reggie"

[k1tty5]

hello :D please tell me more about your mezalian (is that how you spell it??) smalletho I will forever be indebted to you

(they are gorgeous I love them sm)

hey hi !! it would be my pleasure … (and I’ve been spelling it mezalean ??? but i have no idea LOL. there might be a canon spelling but i havent watched joels esmp1 since… probably since it ended. i will have to check sometime)

apologizing in advance because i will probably get very ramble-y!!

ummm. Oh god. How to start. Lets see. WELL. In this silly little au (i guess it has become a bit more than just me doodling designs LOL) in my head they have like this sort of zelink dynamic? obviously without all the zelda lore & stuff, just that kind of … okay forgive me I haven’t brushed up on my zelink lore for a good many years but. Like the princess and her personal knight that doesn’t really talk much sort of thing.

this made more sense in my head. But yeah. They have the vibes of zelink ? At least if i remember zelink right, I have a really bad memory :’) not exactly the same, i do think etho talks to joel (whereas if iirc link never really talks) - especially after getting to know him a bit - but just. they have the Vibes. You know?

I reckon Joel’s definitely very into sculpting in this au, maybe dabbles a little in painting - I imagine mezalea to be very heavy on art and expression in general. think you’d especially see lots of pottery and textiles all around the place. He probably also has an interest in some form of like. um. whats the word. Some sort of … fighting. lmao. Specifically thinking of fencing, i had this idea in my head that he’s watched Etho practice outside the palace at some point and is just absolutely fascinated and enamored. by both the practice and etho himself haha.

and for etho… talented swordsman? he is Not washed. i dont really have many ideas for his character in this au To be completely honest, mostly just of his personality. Although, I alsooo think he’s probably not actually from mezalea? I like to draw him with those pointy elf ears, and i think mezaleans are just humans. I cant remember if thats canon or not but um. mezaleans have human ears, so i’d imagine etho’s probably from like.. rivendelle? Is that. What it’s called. The elf guys? Are they elves??? Goodness I cant remember. Grimlands would make sense too since i THINK they’re kind of like. technical engineer guys? but i dont know what species they are um so ,,, yeah,,,,

i think joel’s probably a bit put off by etho at first, mostly just because he’s not super enthused about the idea of a personal guard, but also because the guys a bit odd, you know? but he’s also probably suuuper intrigued by him. he wants to figure this new guy out, and when they start talking a bit more, i think. They are both incredibly charmed by the other. head over heels? possibly.

most of my ideas of this au are just little scenes that are cute and silly but dont follow any main plot. I would love to write some one-shots of some of the ideas i have in the future, but as of right now im experiencing a bout of creative burnout and am busy with the holidays - spending time with family, so… not right now lol!

hopefully this is what you wanted,,,, i tend to get very ramble-y when talking about literally anything, so i do apologize for that haha, i am Not good at explaining things in simple ways, as i’ve said many a time before.

[volturiprincess]

Day 3: Three French Hen 

Jane Volturi x fem vamp reader

Warning: Mentions of Jane using her ability but thats it.

Word Count: 646

(Moodboard)

The smell of cinnamon and sugar filled the small atmosphere of the kitchen. I don't know how I manage to convince Jane to do this with me but it is much needed. We have not been able to spend time together for various reasons, she's been off on more missions with Alec while I spent days training the newborns with Felix and Demetri. Today is our day, nobody will come get us for something or interrupt us. It is our tradition after all.

I turn to her as she is rolling out the dough for the sugar cookies we are making. She looks so sweet, there's a bit of flour on her cheek, her hair is actually in a messy bun which results in some of her golden strands to be out on her face. Instead of wearing her usual guard attire, she has some black slacks with a cropped button up shirt, her sleeves rolled up right at the elbows. 

“Your staring again”

I blink to get out of my hazy thoughts and to come back to reality.

“Can't help it”

She turns her gaze to me with a stern look, almost as if she is scolding me. To me she just looks too endearing to even think she can cause so much pain, I remember one time she ended up using it against me. We were having a heated argument about not spending time together, the argument ended quickly as soon as the words ‘pain’ left her lips. As I dropped to my knees her eyes widened in horror, soon after the pain was gone and so was she. Once I found her, with the help of Demetri, we ended up having a long conversation. We vowed that no matter how busy we get, Christmas day will be our day. No training, no missions, meetings or what not, just me and her. 

At first it started as just cuddling or going on walks, we then later added learning how to ice skate. She picked that up quite quickly, the way she glides in the ice is so entrancing, she’s like a swan spreading her wings. But this year we decided on baking. It was something we never had interest in for the obvious reason but I felt it would be a nice bonding moment. I miss her for sure, especially in the winter holidays, it was after all winter when I met her for the first time. I give her a small smile as I get closer to her to place one of her longer strands of her hair behind her ear, she’s still glaring at me but her face relaxes a bit more.

“You know i can't help but look at you raincloud, your just so angelic and you look so sweet” 

She scoffed at my answer as if my words did not make her non existent heart flutter. She turned her gaze back to the dough, acting as if nothing just happened. 

“You could at least finish doing that sugary thing you were making”

“Buñuelos, mi vida¨

She scoffed once again, which just made my smile widen more from her trying to keep a straight face with my teasing. I walk behind her and wrap my arms around her, resting my chin on her shoulder.

“Why are you being so…affectionate today?”

I pecked her cheek which made her go stiff for a minute, even after all these centuries together I can still catch her off guard.

“Cant I be all loving with my amorcito?”

“Your still strange even after all this time”

“Always will be for you”

She turned to face me as I gave her a lopsided smile, she rolled her eyes once again but leaned in to give me a quick peck.

“Now leave me alone so I can finish these cookies”

“Of course my little viper”

“Still so strange”

[familyvideostevie]

october second

day two: remus lupin you and remus make soup on a fall day | fluff, a bit suggestive | 1.1k

Sometimes the best days of your life are the most simple ones. Today is one of those days.

It’s barely fall but you’re in the mood. You’ve swapped out your flowered dish towels for ones with bright leaves on them, put out the tiny ghost figurines you bought last year, and you’ve packed away your sundresses in bins under your bed. The windows are open to let in the cool air and you’re standing in front of your fridge in a sweater that’s almost certainly too ragged to wear for another season.

The front door to your place opens and you hear your boyfriend’s keys rattle. “Anyone home?” Remus calls.

“Kitchen!” you call back. You think he laughs but you’re not sure. You’re too focused on how you have…nothing resembling a meal in your fridge.

“You look troubled, darling.” Remus leans on the door frame, arms crossed as he smiles softly at you. “Did the milk do something to offend you?”

You sigh. “I can’t figure out what to cook for dinner,” you say. “I don’t know if I’ve got the right things for what I planned to feed you.” Remus often cooks but you’ve been trying to improve your skill and had claimed tonight as one of your nights.

He shoves off the jamb and makes his way to you. You tilt your cheek up and he brushes his lips against it. Before standing behind you, hand on your hip. “Hm,” he says. “Do you want me to go to the shop? I can. I would’ve if you’d told me before.”

“Well, I didn’t know I’d run into this problem, before,” you retort. He chuckles and you lean back into his chest. Remus is one of the most sure things in your life — yes, that’s his personality, but also he makes an effort to be so for you. And you for him. He is good at soothing your anxieties about things going wrong, about problems and your own fears of all the unpredictable things about life. You, in turn, remind him to slow down, to take moments for himself, to ask for what he wants even if it puts you out. (It never puts you out.)

So, sure, a thwarted dinner is something you can handle together.

“Hang on,” Remus says. He shuts the fridge door and moves away from you, one large palm dragging across your shoulder so he can keep touching you as he looks in one of your cabinets. “Just as I thought,” he says.

“What?”

He grins your favorite grin, the one that makes him look boyish and unburdened. “You’ve got everything we need to make Potter soup.”

“Excuse me?” you sputter. Remus laughs and starts to pull things from the cabinet.

“James’s mum has a really great dish thats basically potato curry but better,” he says. “And I’m good at it because she likes me best and taught me how.”

“I’ll be he loves that,” you say. He grins at you again.

“You should have seen his face when she asked me to help make it over the school holidays when we were 17.”

Remus regales you with stories of boyhood shenanigans as he instructs you on how to help him cook. You chop vegetables, simmer water, gather spices. He’s patient when you’re quite slow at peeling the potatoes and plants a kiss on your temple every time he moves around you. You turn on the radio and try to no avail to get him to dance with you, though he laughs.

“You’re a marvel,” he says once the soup is simmering. The kitchen is warmer than it was, the stove and your efforts heating it up despite the now-evening chill coming in through the open window. You hop up onto the kitchen island and he steps between your legs.

“I slowed you down,” you say. He shakes his head.

“No one has ever had a sous-chef as gorgeous as you,” he says. His palms stroke up and down the soft material of your pants. You brush some hair from his forehead and trace your favorite of his scars down through his brow and across his cheek.

“You know,” you say, dragging out the words. “You didn’t kiss me proper when you came in.”

Remus raises his eyebrows at you. Really? his eyes say. “You were a bit busy being cross at the refrigerator, darling.”

“Excuses, Lupin,” you say primly.

“Lupin?” he scoffs. “Wow, I see how it is.” His hands wander up to your hips and he tugs a little, pulling you forward on the counter. You swallow a yelp.

“And how is that?” you say softly. Remus trails his fingers up your sides, making you squirm, before curling them around either side of your jaw.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” Your boyfriend is often considered the calm one compared to his friends. He keeps them in check, he’s levelheaded, he’s mature. But he’s also a flirty shit when he wants to be. Like right now, it seems.

“Don’t tease,” you whisper. Remus relents, leaning in to kiss you soundly. It’s the kind of hello kiss you’d expected when he came home, the kind he gives you in public. A firm press of his lips, thumbs stroking the soft skin of your cheeks. And then it turns into something else. You hook your ankles around him and pull him even closer as he licks into your mouth with a moan that could have come from either of you.

He kisses you deeper, pulling away only to get a different angle, to press a finger to your pulse point to feel your heart go wild. It’s so cliche, making out in the kitchen after you’ve cooked together, but you love it. You love him.

You don’t know how long passes but when the timer goes off you have to push him away. His lips are swollen and slick, hair a riot, eyes bright despite their blown pupils. “Well,” he says. “You look a bit disheveled.”

You smack his shoulder. “Speak for yourself.” He backs up and you hop down from the counter to check the soup. “Does this look right?

Remus follows you, hands petting down his hair, and nods. “We made a bit much, didn’t we?”

You hum. “We could call everyone to come over,” you suggest.

He laughs. “We just snogged in the kitchen for who knows how long and now you want to invite all of our friends over for dinner? Are you sure you don’t want…something else?” His hand drags up and down your spine.

You shiver and then your stomach rumbles. “I’m hungry,” you say. “You can be filthy later.”

His expression says who, me?

“Plus I want to see James’s face when he realizes someone else can make this better than he can.”

Remus laughs and heads for the phone.

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[ev3rgreenxtrees]

hii could you do a nick x trans!reader where it’s the readers first time meeting his parents and the reader is really nervous that jimmy and mary-lou won’t like him (i don’t think they’re transphobic it’s just a fic idea lol) and nick comforts the reader?

“Never Say Sorry”

-N.S

Synopsis: Its your first time meeting the triplets’ parents; and since you’re trans, you’re worried they won’t accept nor like you.

Pairing: bf!nick X trans!reader (he/him)

warnings: cussing, panic attack, anxiety, transphobia, internalized transphobia, I think thats it!

thank you for the request!! <3

As you took your first few steps off the airplane, the reality of what you were doing finally set in. Nick was your boyfriend of two years, but you had never met his parents.

Its not that you haven’t wanted to, its just every time they tried to meet up, you were busy. Like on holidays, when they came down, you of course had to go spend time with your parents states away.

Now, the triplets had just decided to take you on one of their normal trips to Boston, and you finally get to meet their parents.

The anxiety sets in, and you reach for Nick’s arm. As you took one of the triplets’ arm in your hand, you weren’t even sure which one, you felt your world begin to collapse.

It wasn’t even meeting their parents that was so scary to you. It was the fact that you were trans. Did they know? Would they accept you? Would they kick you out? Would they hate you and get upset at Nick? Anything but Nick, you would hate to see him go down for what you were.

“H-hey, whats the matter?” You hear a voice, the ones’ whose arm you grabbed onto. You could tell by the voice, it was Matt. “Hey, buddy, sit down,” Matt said, guiding you onto the closest empty chair in the airport. “Hold on, let me get Nick.” He nodded, and your grip on his arm loosened.

You faintly saw him walk away, and disappear into a small crowd of people. You realized that Nick must’ve been in the bathroom with Chris. Thinking about Matt finding Nick, worrying him, and bringing him out here to you made you feel like such an inconvenience. You should be able to take care of yourself, you shouldn’t need him.

You tried to stand up, but you couldn’t. Your weak legs wouldn’t allow you to go anywhere even if you could stand. Nick quickly emerged, and rushed over to you.

He got onto his knees, holding your hands in his. Your eyes were filled with tears that had somehow not spilled out yet, and both of your legs were bouncing uncontrollably.

“Hey, baby, whats the matter?” He asked supportingly. You couldn’t bring yourself to look him in the eyes. The thought that right when you leave the airport building his parents are going to be there, since they’re the ones driving you guys to their home.

Your eyes quickly scanned the large area crowded with many people, some sitting, some sleeping, and even some running to board their plane. You quickly became overwhelmed, and started to grab Nick’s hands harshly.

The tears began to slowly make their way out of your eyes and down your face, and your boyfriend stood up. He effortlessly lifted you, and carried you off to someplace, after telling Matt and Chris something you couldn’t quite catch.

Nick rushed you into a room and closed the door behind you. You realized you were in a family bathroom, so there would be no other people surrounding you.

“Baby, please talk to me. What’s the matter?” He questioned, wiping the tears from your eyes. You shook your head, but he sighed before speaking again. “Y/N, please tell me what’s wrong.” You decided you had to tell him. There was no way he’d let you leave without telling him.

“Y-Your parents.. T-they’re gonna h-hate me- I-I’m not a boy!” You broke down, letting your head fall on Nick’s shoulder. His eyes widened, and he pulled you away from him gently.

“Y/N. You are a boy. You’re the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen. The handsomest boy I’ve ever seen. You’re my boy, and thats all that matters. Okay? I promise you, they’ll love you as long as I do. I guarantee that. They won’t care that you’re trans, much like I don’t. We all see you as a boy, Y/N. Me, Chris, Matt, Madi, Nate.. We all do. I know they will too.” Nick smiled softly at you, before placing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

He got a wet paper towel and wiped your face off, allowing you to be slightly more refreshed.

“Ready?” He asked you, and you nodded.

He quickly picked you up off the counter, and threw you over his shoulder. This action caused you to gasp, but start to giggle.

He walked back to the suitcases, and gently placed you down.

“I love you.” He smiled at you, taking your free hand in his.

“I love you too.” You replied, nodding.

You four made your way to the exit of the airport, and began looking for Marylou and Jimmy- the boys’ parents.

“Hey- Guys! They’re over there!” Chris yells, before bolting off into the distance, Nick, Matt, and you start to laugh, before following behind him closely.

“Mom! Dad!” Chris yells, throwing his bags onto the floor and throwing himself into his parents’ arms. We all laughed at the boy, acting as if he hasn’t seen his parents in years.

Matt and Nick took their turns hugging their parents, before it was your turn.

“Hello! You must be Nick’s boyfriend. You’re so cute! C’mere!” Marylou smiles brightly, and all of your previous anxiety vanishes. She held her arms open for a hug, which you quickly complied to.

“Nick won’t stop talkin’ about you!” Jimmy laughs, before throwing your bags in the trunk and giving you a pat on your back.

“Alright everybody, get in already!” Chris whines impatiently from the inside of the minivan, similar to the one they have back at home. You knew you’d be just fine.

wait i acc really like this one😭

@bernardenjoyer @lovely-calypso

[moonspirit]

ok imagine the ambassadors having an Christmas event for the children affected by the rumbling where they have presents for families with essentials (like maybe more blankets for the winter, cans of food, candles etc) and Santa Clause to listen to all the kids wishes for the holiday season.

Now it’s armin. Armin is in the Santa suit bc Reiner was supposed to be Santa but he got a cold and had to stay home and be cared for by his mother (he was crying cause he was dissapointed he didn’t get to spread Christmas cheer for the children too ) and it could have been Jean next in line if he wasn’t already busy with the duty of handing out the Christmas baskets and it couldn’t be Connie bc he was helping out Piek keep the headcount of all the families that come in and serving food.

Armin’s it. Sure, he was the face of the group but all he had to do was make a big fancy speech in the beginning and mingle throughout the event. He thinks that it would be more fun to talk to the kids than old stuck up politicians anyway. They stuffed a big pillow down his shirt and made sure that his belt was secure enough to keep the pants from falling down (they made sure to hem the pants a few hours before hand thanks to Piek).

It goes well, extremely well actually! The kids loved “Santa” and they would receive a little goody bag of treats after their heartfelt talk with “Santa” was over bc they’ve been so good that year.

At the end of the night after everything’s over, armin’s enjoying a little drink next to the fire place with a little spiked eggnog still in his Santa suit bc he’s TIRED. He did take off the fake beard and shirt and the pillow though because he was baking in that thing. So that just leaves him in a thin undershirt that he usually wears under all his regular dress shirts and the Santa pants.

Annie’s staring. She wants that cookie so bad.

He notices and he motions for her to come over and sit on his lap. After a relative silence she can’t take it anymore, the horni just comes out and she just “You haven’t asked me what I wanted this year… Santa.”

THATS BC YOUR ON THE NAUGHTY LIST ANNIE!!! HES GOT SOMETHING ROCK HARD FOR YOU AND ITS NOT COAL

KIHSGIOSDIOGAGHADOGIAHGD ANON??!!!

NOTHING could've prepared me for that ENDING JHFHSHOIFSF-

for StARTERS, I'm sorry but Armin would make a terrible Santa xD Not that he's bad with kids or anything, they like him! He's nice Santa! He's got a sof sof voice and a nice eye-smile and always hands out a LOT of chocolates but... Santamin is just... a wee bit tired and boring 🥲

You see, Santamin suffers from burnout and exhaustion and that means that when he's going "HO HO HO" it sometimes tends to sound like a dying goat. In this part of the Post-Rumbled world, life is rife with fresh, raw politics and kids grow up learning about worker's unions. While Santamin's doing his best to provide some christmassy entertainment, one of them makes the mistake of asking Santamin about the elves he's employing and uh...

Bad idea to ask Armin, of all people, about labour laws 🙃

Because literally anybody else would do a better job! SantaReiner would go HO HO HO and make the kids forget all about overworked elves! SantaJean would curse and swear but take the kids on a Reinhorsedeer ride! SantaPieck would take the kids on an all-you-can-get afternoon of straight up thieving and shoplifting! (I mean come on, Santa's elves are on strike and Santa needs presents! They aren't coming out of thin air~). SantaConnie would teach the kids tap-dancing to tavern music!Hell, even SantaAnnie would stuff stockings down the kids' mouths to shut them up! (this is not approved Santa behaviour, please be warned)

But Santamin?

Oh no. Santamin loves talking labour laws 🙃🙃🙃

"HO HO HO, oh you're curious about my elves are you? HO HO HO, Santa's happy to tell you that they get 12.5% of their monthly pay contributed to a welfare fund that provides compounded interest on its annual average balance and covers elf dependents, elf spouses, elf siblings and- no, wait- *cough* HO HO HO, they ALSO get--"

All that said... Santamin off his duty is actually hot. Annie's just spent the whole day watching him bore the kids to death but??? Something about him talking about the most mind-numbingly awful law stuff for the past 12 hours is... hot? Sexy? and when he takes off that giant pillow and loosens his belt, his waist is... so tiny??

Oh she DOES want that CHRISTMAS COOKIE SO BAD ✨✨

TLDR: Santamin - Sucks with Kids. But Santamin - Fucks with Annie 😏

[whats-it-mean]

For the December event, Azul from twst?

Dear Anon,

As much of an annoyance as I'm sure being left on campus for the holidays must be for you, I can’t help but be glad you’re here to keep us company. The twins are happy to see you too, of course, but, erm… I can’t help but think that they might have some ulterior motives there. That aside, I really do enjoy having someone to spend time with this time of year.

It’s nice, really.

I’ve heard it’s fairly normal for humans to spend time together this time of year. I suppose I wouldn’t know- for the longest time I’ve been spending most of the season alone… 

before we came to the surface for school, the twins would be able to go back to spend time with their parent’s, but I’d usually end up locked up alone in my room the moment temperatures dropped,

Ah-... That’s all in the past, though. I have you now.

So, in light of that, would you be so kind as to pay the lounge a visit later? I’ve told the twins to busy themselves with something else for tonight, so it’ll just be us. I.. I’d like to see you soon. I miss you. Ah, I hope that’s alright for me to say…

I do hope to see you there.

A/N - AGH I MADE IT KINDOF A DOWNER OH NO... I HOPE THATS ALRIGHT !! i feel like light angst is always best when it comes to azul because all i want to do is hug him and make him feel better but idk maybe others disagree

[jeonghanspookie]

The New Hire

As the Back to School season was coming to an end, it was now time for the store to start preparing for the holiday seasons.

One preparation was hiring some seasonal employees.

Seungkwan was minding his own business, just sitting in the team lead office, recently named 'The Den' (named by Soonyoung ofc).

Seungkwan had been in there for a while now. He was on minute 32 of his 45 minute lunch.

After a while, the door opened up and in came in Mingyu and Soonyoung. It seemed like they were in a pretty serious conversation.

A conversation that sounds like it was just between the two of them.

So of course, Seungkwan did the sensible thing and took his airpods off so he could eavesdrop.

Thank god he decided to sit by the desk with the computer blocking him from view.

"He's a mess. He just follows her around like a lost puppy!" Mingyu exclaimed, "ITS LIKE ITS HIS FIRST DAY OR SOMETHING!"

Soonyoung pondered for a minute. "Wait. Isn't it his third day?"

Mingyu rolled his eyes, "Yeah. But still."

Soonyoung pouted.

"You're right though. He is getting on my nerves. He's been hogging all of Y/N's attention lately."

Mingyu pouted as well.

Just then Seungkwan's alarm went off indicating that his break was sadly over.

Mingyu and Soonyoung turned their heads and looked at Seungkwan with wide eyes.

Seungkwan awkwardly laughed, "Hehe Hi guys! Gotta head back!"

Soonyoung smiled at Seungkwan. "Oh enjoy your shift Kwan!"

Seungkwan made a sigh of relief. It seems like weren't annoyed that he heard their conversation. Maybe he could pry for some more information.

"I'll try! By the way... who were you guys talking about?"

Mingyu let out a loud and annoyed groan.

"The new seasonal guy Y/N is training. His name is Mark."

"Yeah so that's pretty much all there is to know! You'll be working in fulfillment with Vernon. Let me or him know if you have any questions. You'll be off on your own now!" Y/N spoke.

Mark let out a breath. "Uh yeah dude. Thanks so much for showing me around."

"It's no problem!" Y/N smiled, "all part of the job."

Mark laughed at her comment. "For sure. Thank you Y/N!"

From a distance, three very annoyed men watched as Y/N and the new guy interacted.

"Pshh. foR SuRe! tHaNK YoU Y/N!" Jeonghan mocked. "Can you believe this guy?"

Seungcheol shook his head. "I don't like him. I sense something off about him. And his name. Mark."

"I know what's wrong with him. He's Canadian." Joshua replied.

"THATS IT"

Even further away stood a confused Seungkwan.

Why is everyone so annoyed at the new guy?

After observing almost everyone's weird behavior towards the new guy, Seungkwan decided to call his 12 coworkers into 'The Den'.

The only person missing was Wonwoo. He was scheduled to work at 2:30 and it was almost time, but Seungkwan couldn't hold it in anymore.

"OKAY" Seungkwan called their attention, "What is going on with you guys?"

Seokmin looked up confused, "What do you mean?"

Seungkwan glares at the 11 men. "You know what I mean. Why do you guys hate the new guy?"

Jihoon looks even more confused, "We have a new guy?"

Seungkwan decided to ignore his comment.

"I've caught some of you guys hating on the new guy. From his name, his lack of work ethic, and even his nationality." Seungkwan emphasizes the last part as he stares at the three oldest.

"I don't have a problem with him" Vernon says. "He's pretty cool. Plus we were thinking about collabing on a mixtape"

Seungkwan looks at the group again.

"I just don't get it. He hasn't done anything to you all. He's still getting used to the job. Do you guys have some hidden vendetta against him?"

"Like sure he's new and bad at the job, but Y/N has been helping him. IN FACT, Y/N has been the only one being nice to him. He's been following Y/N around and sticking to-"

Oh. OH

Seungkwan got an epiphany.

He turns to the men with wide eyes.

"Are you guys jealous that he's been spending time with Y/N?"

The room was quiet. No one knew what to do or what to say.

This only confirms Seungkwan's theory.

"Do you guys... like Y/N?" He asks

Minghao was the first to speak up. "Well I don't know about some of you, but I care for Y/N as a friend."

Jihoon nods his head in agreement.

Vernon nods his head as well and Jun agrees.

"I'm not sure about LIKE like, but I just felt a certain way about seeing the two of them." Soonyoung stated.

Seokmin seemed to agree with Soonyoung.

Chan decided to speak up, "Raise you hand if you like Y/N as more than a friend!"

Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Joshua, and Mingyu all raise their hands.

Chan squinted at the group, "Okay raise your hand if you're confused about your feelings!"

Soonyoung and Seokmin raise their hands.

Seungkwan stands in front of his friends in disbelief.

"I CANT BELIEVE YOU GUYS! WHAT ABOUT OUR FRIENDSHIP! WHY DID YOU GUYS NOT SAY ANYTHING! THIS IS INSANE!" He spits out as he paces back and forth in front of the group.

Just then Wonwoo walks into the room.

Chan looks over at him, "Oh Wonwoo you're here! Now tell us, do you like Y/N?"

Wonwoo pauses.

"No."

The rest seem to relax and feel relief after hearing his answer.

"I'm in love with her."

...

"DEAR GOD HELP US ALL"

A/N: SORRY YALL IVE BEEN BUSY AND HAD NO INSPIRATION.

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[jaegersmoon]

hello aims!

two days ago i came out to my mama as bisexual. although, i dont think she understood the meaning of bisexuality because she asked me if having a boyfriend before chnaged my view and if i still loved yoongi from bts LMAO.

anyway, the process was surely difficult and unexpected. i told her because she straight up asked me if i was a lesbian. i quickly told her no at first because i was nervous for her reaction but as soon as i said no, she told me, “ill still support you and love you no matter what!” with a smile so that gave me comfort and reasoning to just out myself to her. i asked what brought this up abd she was telling me she saw my tiktok reposts about loving my girlfriend. so i was like shit but i waited a couple mins before doing so then i told her and her reaction was far different then when she asked me. her face looked different and her attitude was different. she then told me im not mad at you and told me “i dont like it because of our religion” i was silent. i expected a hug of some sort or another “i will support you.” i didnt get that but whatever i stayed strong. she then kept saying she wasnt mad and she wasnt going to tell anyone. i was like okay and then the subject changed.

an hour or two went by, i was playing a game with my girlfriend (my mother doesnt know about her because after that reaction, i couldnt do it.) i received a message from my mother for me to think about liking girls and if thats really what i want basically. i was shocked. i didnt know what to do or say to her. i waited a couple mins as i cried and then i accessed the situation. i told her how im still me and how i understand that shes shocked, but saying this was super hurtful. she apologized, telling me she knows she cant chnage my feelings, but if me being gay was anything that she did or if i was raised wrong. i told her no and how it was never her or my dad because the both raised me great. she then proceeded to tell me shes scared and overprotective because theres hate in this world. i assured her im fine and always have been fine and even went on her level to explain that God would love me no matter what. that he loves all of us no matter what and she liked the message so i assumed she felt okay. she then proceeded to ask if i loved yoongi from bts still LMAO i was like girl yes!!!! she then told me how she wouldn’t tell anyone again and how if i ever need to talk to someone shes there for me. she said she would always love me and never abandon me then that was it.

overall, im feeling okay. somewhat embarrassed and regretful for telling her when i thought she would be fully okay with it! i still think shes still processing.. idk i cant fully be with her and think if shes mad or embarrassed to have me as a daughter. i say embarrassed because she told me she wasnt going to tell anyone because she didnt want anyone to say anything to her not like its their business. although i understand her view of oeople coming at her, it feels like shes embarrassed. idk it feels hurtful still. i just want to like redo my coming out moment😭😭😭 i never wanna experience that kind of feeling again. its also hard too because my girl loves sending me gifts each holiday so im likeHoldup.. now i cant even say its from a friend or else she will think its a girlfrienf which it is but i cant say that! im scared to even bring up the fact i got a girl. aims this is truly scary. idk what to do.

hi bb !! i wanted to say how proud i am of you for your coming out and i feel honored that you opened up to me about your situation. i’m sorry that this moment didn’t turn out as you were expecting and that you mom seems to be giving you mixed reactions on this situation that can be confusing. maybe give her some time to process and then answer any questions she might have bc it came sometimes be hard for people to wrap their heads around something they don’t fully understand. no matter what, never let her change who you are and what you love. again, im very proud of you and i am wishing you only the best in this world. you deserve everything.🤍

[nightscat]

hii

can you write an imagine about dad Richarlison? maybe he has a newborn? or you can write an imagine about baby fever?

richarlison x female reader

summary: you visit richarlisons family for the holidays, that’s when you noticed how your husband is with kids and it touches something within you. 

writers note: i was literally waiting for someone to send me this request, cuz have you seen richarlison with kids??

You and richarlison have been married for about two years, you both were very happy and comfortable in your marriage, but you always felt like something was missing.

You both had very busy lives but always had time for eachother, yes you get sad when richarlison had to leave for a couple of days because of his career,but no matter what you always supported him in his creer because you knew how much it matters to him.

So today you and your husband were visiting his family because of the holidays so he had the day off.

You were a little nervous, this is not your first time visiting but this time they’ll be a lot more family members and friends of his, he always told you about them so you know most of them, but you just couldn’t help it.

On the ride there rich noticed that you were nervous, thats when you felt his hand on your thigh, “don’t be nervous anjo, i’m sure you’ll get along with them” he said with the most genuine smile, you felt a little better after that.

When you arrived, rich interlocked your hand with his as you walked up to the front door. After intrudocing yourself, you strart to get more comfortable

 As you were sitting at the table rich’s mom asked you the most unexpected question ”so have you been thinking of having a child? ” she said with a smile on her face, you on the other hand you almost choked on your drink.

You looked at her then nourvessly giggled “no i umm..we don’t quite talk about the subject since both of us have pretty busy schedules” you didn’t practicaly lie yes you both have busy lives but you always had having children on your mind.

You didn’t bring it up with rich to not make him uncomfotable, because what if he thinks it’s too early, or worse what if he doesn’t even want children with you.

You got pulled from your own mind by richalison’s voice ”meu amor are you okay? you seem to be distracted ” you looked up at him and smiled “it’s nothing baby i’m just a bit tired” you said “do you not feel well? do you want to leave?” he asked in a concerned tone, “no,not at all” you smiled again. that when you heard the voice of a little girl “uncle rich, we still haven’t finished the game ” it was a liite cute girl, it must be his goddaughter, you thought, richarlison always talked about her and now you knew why.

She then looked up at you “is this the girl you always talk about, uncle?���. always talk about? you looked at richarlison with a heat feeling rising to your cheeks, “yes, this is her” he said without hesetation, “well can she also play with us? ”she asked in the most inocent way, you replied “yes of course sweetie” you didn’t know why but you were smiling from ear to ear.

While you were all playing you caught rich acting so fatherly towards her like feeding her, playing with her , helping her while she was drawing and much more.

That’s when you felt something weird in you stomach, you didn’t know what it was but then you caught up to it. you liked seing richarlison with kids , you liked how gentle he was with them. this was by far the worst case of baby fever you ever had.

After you both said your goodbyes and got home you couldn’t ignore the feeling much more. when you were getting ready for bed you sat on rich’s lap and faced him directly.

“whats wrong meu amor?“he asked concerned, “nothing, it’s just... you know how you were playing with your goddaughter?“ you anwsered “yes why? you’re scaring me anjo“ “no, no it’s just i umm...it made me want to have a baby with you “ you said embarassed, he looked at you confused “ a baby ?“ you looked at him and sighed,”before dinner today, your mom came up to me and asked me if we plan on having babies soon, and i told her that we are not planning for anything, and that we don’t even bring up this subject, but i’ve always thought of having kids with you it’s just...i don’t know if you even want one with me” you blurt out.

“meu amor why didn’t you say anything before? i also thought about having kids but didn’t know if you were ready“ he said “so you do want kids with me?“ you asked “of course who wouldn’t want kids when you have such a beatiful and kind wife “ he chuckeled “so do want to make one right now?“ you replied with a grin plastered on you face ”never thought you’d ask“ he then lifted you up and threw you gently on the bed.

Let’s just say after 9 months you both had a beautiful baby.

writers note: omg this the longest one ive written yet so its probably full of mistakes anyways i hope you like this <33

[namjoonscoffeeshop]

Dear Namjoon | 01

✧pairing:Namjoon x reader ✧genre:angst, fluff,smut,slow burn ✧warning(s):explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧synopsos;You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

a/n: when I first started writing Dear Namjoon I was writing short chapters :DDD

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"United Airlines flight 880 to Miami is now boarding" you hear the women call over the intercom

"mom, can't i just go with you. please don't leave me here" you cling to your mothers arm

" y/n, i'm going to miss my flight if you don't let go and board the bus" she says as she tries to get free from your grip

"please, i won't know anyone"

"sweetheart, you'll have your brother ok. listen i need you to let go now. think of this as a new change, you were going to transfer school either way. here your brother will be able to watch over you from the inside ok"

with pleading eyes you cling even harder to her arm "please mom, we aren't even that close" you lie, now your stomping your feet, people are passing by and very obviously judging you but that doesn't fucking matter. how can she send me to live with my dad who barely knows  me. ok my brother and me have a good relationship but that doesn't mean she can send me there.

"This is the final boarding call for United Airlines flight 880 to Miami"  your mom looks at her watch

"that's enough with your tantrum park y/n, let go right now and board the bus" she raises her voice

I let go of her arm and point at her "FINE BUT DON'T CALL ME, YOU HEAR ME? I DON'T WANNA HEAR FROM YOU"

she rubs her temple and sighs "y/n, stop ok. i'm sorry i can't bring you with me" picking up my bag and suitcase   i walk to the bus

"i'll call you tomorrow ok!" my mom yells as i walk away

fuck i can't just walk away i've been attached to this women ever since i was born, turning around i drop my luggage once more and run to hug my mom one last time "don't forget ok" tears stream down my cheeks

"you're such a baby, i will call you ok. love you"

"love you too mom" the bus honks and i rush to grab my bag. entering the bus i sit in the only available seat by the window

"WHEN YOU ARRIVE WAIT FOR YOUR DAD, DON'T TALK TO STRANGERS"  she yells as me, the bus pulls out and drives out into the road, she waves at you.

her imagine becomes hazy the farther the bus drives.

"this isn't fair, why couldn't i just go with her" you whisper, not wanting to get people's attention more than you already did

I was on my way to my dad's house, he lived in seoul. my parents divorced when i was younger. I have a older brother by one year, his name is park jimin. When our parents divorced my dad said he wasn't capable of taking care of a girl so he asked for my brother instead. he didn't even give me a chance, literally told the judge he didn't care if i stayed with my mom.

yeah it's a bitchy thing to do but at least he still sent me letters on my birthday along with gifts. I would occasionally see him on jimin's birthday. but our relationship was awkward, my dad is a business man. our relationship was like a business partnership, he would give me an envelope with money on birthdays and holidays. tell me i'm growing up well, good job and thats it. like damn dude at least hug me but no even in pictures he would be far from me.

my mom said he's always been an awkward person but dude i'm literally your offspring, how hard can it be.  he looks intimidating as fuck though....so i also maybe kinda don't talk much to him either

i think we both need help...mostly him.

I have a good relationship with my brother, we got separated when i was five and he was six. my parents wanted us to be able to rely on each other even if we didn't live together. to not be strangers.

jimin would come over all the time, my father is always busy so he never wanted me to go and stay at their place. only on holidays will we all get together, our parents ended on a good note so we sometimes all spend holidays together but it became rare when they found out me and jimin thought there was a chance of them getting back together. they didn't want us to have that false hope and maybe ruin our childhood.

my mom got a promotion and was sent overseas but she said i don't know enough english so it would be better to finish school here, and then i can decide to go overseas or stay here. it's bullshit she didn't wanna take me with her. i know enough english, maybe even more than her.

jimin told me my dad was talking about getting to know me better, and i think that's where this all came from.

----

the bus drive took all night, i arrived around five o'clock. it's fucking cold, and guess what no fucking sight of my beloved dad who apparently want's to get to know me. i thought since he was a business man he'd be punctual, i guess i once again had high expectations.

crossing my arms, i lean against he wall as i wait for someone to come.

it took twenty minutes till i finally see some fancy car pull into the parking lot, i just knew it was him. his business had become so successful when i turned ten. i remember he sent me a letter and gift that day.

i stopped writing back at the age of seven, i realized that if everything he wrote was real. he'd actually show up and pick me up for a weekend or something. not send a fucking stuffed bear.

I wasn't wrong, my old man steps out of his car and fixes his suit. he looks around, looking for me.

i chuckled "does he even know how i look" shaking my head i walk towards the obviously lost man

stopping in front of him he looks at me and gives me a awkward smile "hi y/n"

"hi..dad" there is this relief he feels as i call him dad.

but honestly i think he's dumb, the word dad. it really means nothing to me. shit, girls call their boyfriends daddy as they get fucked.

the word dad is overrated.

if me calling him dad means so much, he should've been here when i was a kid and it was actually cute to hear your daughter yell out dad and run to you, hoping to be picked up and showered with kisses.

this whole 'get to know you is just bullshit. bullshit on a fucking stick'

"uh...how have you been?" he breaks the silence, as we awkwardly stood there. people passed by us.

"good, do you mind if we go? it's uh..cold"

"oh, yes sure let's go" he extends his hand out. i raise my eyebrow in confusion as i stare at his hand and him

"oh..i'll carry your suitcase "

"oh" shit i thought he wanted me to hold his hand, giving him my suitcase, he starts to walk to his car with me behind him

he opens the door for me to get in the car. putting my suitcase in the trunk

"sorry i was late" he says as you both buckle your seatbelts

"don't worry about it, it's fine"

he just nods, starting the engine

"i thought jimin would come"

"oh..yeah he was going to. but i um, i was already coming late"

"right..it's fine"

the rest of the car ride was quiet. i would occasionally steal glances of my dad, but he was only looking out into the road.

----

as he parked the car, outside the huge house. I see a boy run out the front door. and it's no other than my older idiot brother, park jimin. not waiting for my dad to open the door for me, i push the door open and get out. i haven't seen him since new years, running towards me with his arms wide open our body's crash into each other.

his arms wrap around me, as he lifts me off the ground. spinning me around "my adorable little sister is finally here" he showers me with kisses. my eyes tear up again. even if we talked all the time, it's way better this way.

"ok ok you are making me nauseous" i laugh

putting me down he cups my face "let me look at you, i haven't seen you since new years. beautiful as always" he smiles, making his eyes disappear. 

reaching up to his hair i tug on a long strand "back to black huh"

pushing my hand away he laughs "yeah, i know you like my hair black"

"ohh so it was all for me huh"

"anything for you" he winks

we both turn around the sound of the trunk closing

"it's cold so maybe we should head inside" he says, looking at you

nodding you grab your bag, closing the door.

"dad got your room fixed, mom told him everything you liked so you can feel at home" he smiles, he throws his arm over your shoulder guiding you to the house.

you glance over your shoulder. finding your dad looking up, taking a deep breathe in as he looks back to you guys. your eyes make contact before you look forward again. listening jimin.

"here's your room" your dad turns the door knob. the color to the room is periwinkle and lavender color mixed together just like your room back home.

the room was bigger compared to the one back home. "we also got someone to buy you clothes" he says as he places your suitcase by your bed

"your uniform is already hanging in your closet. tomorrow will be your first day"  clasping his hands together he looks at you "any questions"

jimin slaps his forehead at the awkwardness from his dad, your dad glances at  the both of you.

you look around the room "thank you dad, it looks great. i think i have everything" he nods

"you must be tired so um..i'll go and let you catch up with jimin" he walks pass you both and smiles closing the door behind him.

you cross your arms and look at jimin with your eyebrow raised

"give him a chance, he's trying. he was nervous all this time, getting everything ready for you"

"11 years late" you place your bag on the desk, pulling the chair out to sit

"y/n please, he regrets not getting to know you. give him a chance ok" he kneels down in front of you taking your hands in his 

you look around the room "fine..it looks like he thought of everything" you chuckle

"sis you have no idea, look" he gets up walking to a cabinet, opening it he takes out a bin filled with pads tampons

covering your mouth as you laugh 

"mom told him everything and he especially asked about this, something about him not wanting you to struggle about anything" he shrugs putting the stuff back

you get up opening the closet "who got all the clothes then?"

"oh mom send a list of stuff to his secretary and she got everything for you. even your undergarments. she also came and fixed everything"

you nod "he's trying isn't he"

"he truly is"

letting out a sigh you rub your temples

jimin pulls you into a hug "you don't know how much i've always wanted you to live with us again. my room is right next to yours. tell me if you need anything" kissing your forehead he says he gots to go do something and leaves you alone in your new room

you look around and see that he truly got everything.

  "i should get some sleep..i'm tired" you open your suitcase, taking out your pajamas.

getting into bed you realize it's the same mattress your mom had gotten for you

"fine dad...lets see if you can make up for those lost years" saying that left a bitter taste in your mouth

[fisherpiers]

Hunter coming out to Luz as bi

OKAY here i am like over 6 months later LMAO

like whattt? im not dead?? i know, i know. my deepest apologies

i have already written him coming out in flapjacks with syrup so if you want more go read that too not to self promote agskgjjghh (i will be updating that soon just saying 👀)

but here’s some headcanons!

lemme see, theres so many ways for this to go. lets entertain just a couple tho lol

scenario #1

its july and luz is getting/making pride merch for everyone bc shes trying to make it a thing on the isles. at least a little holiday. perhaps a parade? itll be fun!

and she realizes she has no clue what hunters deal is. is he straight? aroace, maybe. that guy is married to his work.

shes trying to keep this pride thing a surprise so she asks him nonchalantly like “hey broooo i was just wondering. whats your sexuality. a friend wanted to know.”

and he bluescreens

“uh. i— i dont know, actually.”

he never really thought about it. hes always been too busy being attracted to them books lmao

he has to get back to her in two business days at least 😂😂😂

he basically spends those days spacing out and scaring his classmates by intensely staring at them.

hunter discovers that he generally feels the same about any gender. and he didnt really have a preference when imagining his future having a wife, husband, or partner. as long as they made him happy

and everyone was really pretty. hexside had quite a lot of cute witches and demons

but honestly, he still didn’t really find himself wanting to start a relationship with any of them (gee wonder why)

he chalks it up to the fact that he’s focusing on his studies and apprenticeship right now and has no time for romance

besides, if he had a partner, he’d have even less time to spend with luz his friends

he finds luz up in a tree behind the owl house, nose in a book. shes so focused on the story that she doesn’t even hear him approach

“LUZ!”

“WHA—“

she was so startled she fell put of the tree. hunter tried to catch her he really did but they both wound up crashing down to the ground in a heap

oof

luz shoved him off her, laughing “first you give me a heart attack and now you try to crush me? i thought we were friends now, hunter!”

“sorry, sorry,” he wheezed as he rolled over in the soft grass

luz went and retrieved her book from where she accidentally threw it, “so what did you need me for?”

“oh, i just wanted to tell you i think i figured out my sexuality now, like you asked,”

“thats okay. i didnt mean to presure you so you dont have t—”

he sat up, “im bisexual,”

liz gasped “OH SWEET, twinsies!”

she got matching bandanas for them. cowboy vibes lol

luz did successfully get the annual pride parade set up in the isles. hard to say no to her shes a force of nature and also kinda a celebrity now ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

scenario #2

luz has just assumed he’s gay

bc they often talk about guys they think are cute. like if theyre at the mall food court (without the hexsquad) and see any hot guys they are thoroughly checking them out and giggling like school girls

its not something she can do with amity (obviously), vee or willow. plus, she trusts that hunter isnt about to go squealing to her girlfriend about her attraction to men she has no plans on pursuing

its a good bonding activity, okay. if you cant thirst over cute guys with your bestie are they really your bestie

alas, because of this, luz never reads too much into the moments they have together. hunter let a hug linger a little too long? he lets her eat off his fork? puts his arm around her on the couch? just friendly behavior. its not like he likes her or anything. bc hes gay right

anyway. theyre like, at a chinese restaurant picking up takeout for the gang and the cashier is just adorable. miss teen connecticut. the cutest girl ever. they both stutter their words and awkwardly fumble around while picking up this order. hunter almost dropped the food and luz signed her name as Liz Noda on the receipt

they get out of there and start laughing once they reach the car

“guess its bi disaster hour am i right?” hunter joked

luz laughed but then it hit her

“wait. you like girls?”

hunter looked at her confused, “yeah?”

“oh…” she trails off,

and hunter starts the car and drives off, not even giving the conversation a second thought

meanwhile luz is dead silent in the passenger seat like

she be rethinking everything agsjfjjhh

OKAY SECRET 3RD SCENARIO!

tboy!luz au :3

okay so luz is scared bc he’s finally worked out his gender. he’s a guy.

its what pushes him to break up with amity. its amicable at least

and so as luz moves on with his life, and starts falling for hunter, he’s scared hunter wont like him now bc he’s trans

and once hunter finds out about that, he’s putting a stop to it fast. like:

“dude. im bi. i dont care if youre a boy or a girl. youre luz. and i like luz.”

and they live happily ever after the end agajdjjg

[jemmo]

his man 3 ep 9 + 10

consider me gagged. literally gagged. i tried so hard to avoid spoilers all day and im so glad i did bc wow ep 10 alone had changed so much for me. like i had to grab my laptop to write this so i could type fast enough to keep up with my thoughts. anyway.

and let me start off with what im a little less invested in, which is the youngjoon and myeongkyun situation. i was busy on holidays for a couple of weeks when this was picking up so didn't write about my thoughts, but it was safe to say i was more on youngjoon's side, not a staunch hater of myeongkyun but bc i liked youngjoon a lot at the start and also feel for the frustration of someone giving vague answers when you're trying to talk something else bc man ive been there. but with this conversation, it puts myeongkyun's behaviour in such a different light thats easier for me to understand and empathise with. like... if you were invested in a relationship that ended vaguely but you always kept some amount of hope alive all this time, only to be met with percieved coldness and harshness when you see that person again, i see why you'd tense up, which explains why he always seemed somewhat uncomfortable in the house. and i also understand why he seemed to 'pester' youngjoon, bc he's either conciously or uncounciously defaulting back to the dynamic and level of friendliness they had before. for youngjoon, he easily ended a relationship he thought neither party was too interested in, only to still be contacted by that person and then have that person pester you in the house. like that seems like someone who is trying to get at an ex. for myeongkyun, this is all a much longer process of him coming to terms with the fact that yes, he was more invested in this relationship and yes, he maintained some level of feelings and hope they'd come back together, and seeing him having to face the fact that he was the only one thinking that and whatever he was holding on to never mattered... ngl i cried a bit. the fact is him and youngjoon just are different when it comes to dating, youngjoon is very hot from the go, but if he feels nothing in return he backs off with nothing lost, whereas myeongkyun takes a lot longer to develop, realise and then admit his feelings, and so you can easily see how these two people would misunderstand each other. and i also wanna say how interesting i find myeongkyun's presentation and journey on the show. he came in with this big impact both bc of him being presented as this handsome and confident guy and bc he had a history with youngjoon. together, its easy to jump to the conclusion that myeongkyun was the one who did something to youngjoon or was in the wrong, when that wasn't actually the case at all. it also makes me wonder what kind of myeongkyun we wouldve gotten if youngjoon wasnt also there. would we have gotten this confident hottie? bc i think, bc youngjoon was there and all of this history was brought up (history of a first relationship by the way!! no wonder it got to him so much), making him face it revealed a much softer and more sensitive side of him that mightve taken longer had this not all happened, which in a twisted way im glad of bc it means he can now get closer with other people, and im interested to see how he will shift now, if we'll be able to see this goofy side of him but a lot more carefree. anyway, all of this is to say i ended up liking myeongkyun more than i thought bc suprise suprise, people are a lot more complicated than they first appear. and honestly... i might like him more than youngjoon now, but dont tell me from 3 weeks ago that.

and now to the juicier stuff. this whole love triangle that is apparently turning square. i really dont know how to put my thoughts into words bc im somehow both sad and happy?? i guess i wanna say there's people im happy for and people im sad for. first of all im sad for hwi, but also really glad this conversation at the end of ep 10 was had. we've seen too many examples on this show of people not knowing how to give up on pursuing people, and even more examples of people that are poor at communicating where their interest lies and letting people down when its needed, so this made me happy. after how overwhelmed he was in earlier eps, im glad seongmin is feeling some clarity, even if i disagree but we'll get to that and i guess its his feelings that matter, and im glad he communicated clearly where he's at. but man did my heart break for hwi during that chat. there's that youthful passion and naivety to his feelings for seongmin that just feels horrid and cruel to squash, but also necessary, and i will very much second seongmin and seungjin's sentiment that he can date other people and should know that seongmin is not the only person in the world for him. in this season, it seems people have so quickly and easily found their one person they want to commit to and easily formed couples, but that doesnt mean they're right, nor does it mean that's the only person for them, and the show seems to be encouraging them away from this too. hwi was just so enamoured by seongmin, it feels like he found someone that he thought was absolutely perfect, and so letting go of that feels impossible. but for me too, i did love them together, it was so sweet and cute at the start, but things can and do change and when they do, we all need to realise it doesn't lessen anything that happened. for those couple of days, everything they felt was genuine and they were happy and that can still be remembered fondly while mourning the fact that you won't have that same happiness with that person again.

and i also wanna say im kind of sad for jaeseung. i said just that i was happy about this clarity seongmin has now, but for jaeseung, i feel sad that he just seems so on edge all the time, like how people can be on the edge of getting angry all the time, except for him it feels like he'll spiral into his worst thoughts at the simplest things. like when hwi would talk about jaeseung, yes he'd be mad and jealous, but until the end of this ep, it didn't feel that deep, like he'd joke about getting mad but i wouldn't feel that much tension. and yes while hwi did get more frustrated in these eps, for a lot longer jaeseung has been so tightly strung and will so easily get mad just when he sees hwi and seongmin together. and im like... yes ok get jealous whatever, but you can't actually get that mad when he's equally entitled to spend time with the person he likes and try to win him over. and if its bc he really does like seongmin that much then im sorry but i don't think jealously to that much of a level is sweet. you aren't a thing yet, so just take a minute and breathe bc at the end of the day, seongmin and hwi will feel and behave however you want and thats out of your hands. and i know on some level its bc he's jealous of the fact that hwi is able to express his feelings so openly and blatantly while jaesung cant, like that is what he always focuses his frustration on as if hwi doing that is bad when actually its just completely within his right and jaeseung is equally allowed to express his feelings. plus i hate to say it but i just dont feel seongmin and jaeseung's chemistry yet. if i see it later on then im more than happy to change my mind but their date was so bland and matter of fact, they don't share any interests, and since that date there's been nothing that's made me vibe with them as a couple. it feels convenient instead of something that started with feelings but hey, if genuine feelings do develop i will stand corrected, but all i say is just bc something seems like it should be right, doesnt mean it actually is.

and my final piece of happiness will of course be for seungjin bc as much as im sad about hwi losing seongmin... hwi and seungjin has so much potential to be the perfect friends to lovers to put bridgerton s3 to shame. i just think theyre fantastic together, they get on so easily and match each other's vibe so well and i'd be so happy if something developed, but i dont want to get too excited bc hwi has been so focused on seongmin that i don't know if or how his interests for others will develop now.

but all in all i liked these eps, ep 10 especially, and im very interested to see how this new love square will resolve (remember, polyamory exists too)