#bitches love the otter. i get so much attention.

[rotbit]

Some doodles I made in the notes app because I cannot stop thinking about one of my silly little daydream au... thing.

Basically, instead of Luke finding the floppy disc, some random amateur robotics nerd finds it, and forms a bond with P03. Also, P03 starts the upload and manages to get himself and a few things off of the disc, but ultimately it fails, so he's just on your computer... hanging out. Until you attempt to make him a body, and decide to just modify one of those robot pet animals skeletons and dress it up like a stoat.

Hijinks ensue.

[nudibranchpropaganda]

❤🔥 chapter 5 of my wbiy commentary is up!

[evereverest2]

You do NOT have to answer all of these if you don't want to lmao these are just the ones that looked most interesting to me

15, 18, 23, 56, 63, 64 for Little Monster

bitch i finna answer them all i love LITTLE MONSTER SM

15. How do you write smut scenes? Do you get very visual or detailed? How important is it to be realistic?

so generally i put myself in the narrative and i remember/imagine what certain things feel and look like (even though im unfortunately not a gay man) i think i’ve mentioned this before but the way i write i just see the scene like a movie. i imagine every little feeling and detail and try to cram it into the prose as much as i possibly can, and that’s especially the case with smut scenes.

for me, realism is super important. when i was first starting out and was still a virgin i read a lot of smut and therefore would just emulate what i read. experience is def the best way to know how to write something, but given that i will never be a gay man sometimes u have to do a lot of research, ask a man what it’s like to have ur pp touched, and do ur best from there

despite that, though, there is such thing as too much detail for me. there are MANY smut authors in this fandom and all corners of the internet who will give you LOTS of detail. things like the sensation of pubic hair on the tongue and descriptions each and every little pussy fold jiggling is just too much for me. sex irl is goofy and ugly even if it is hot and sexy and fun, and i often exclude the ugly gross parts bc i feel that as a reader and writer, u aren’t reading smut to know what sex is like exactly, ur reading it for the intimate and sexy aspect of it all. plus, i don’t write porn for the sake of porn, i often write it to explore a particular relationship especially as it changes, and you can 100% see that each time i write terzomega fucking in Little Monster.

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

usually after.

titling and naming things is the hardest thing for me fr. this is the girl who named her stuffed teddy bear “teddy”, her stuffed otter “otter”, her bunny/baby bunny duo “mrs bunny” and “baby,” her stuffed snake “snakey” ….. so on and so forth. i’ve never been creative with names. so what’s easiest for me is to write the whole thing out and take a certain image/idea/moment/name etc. that i want the reader to pay attention to and make that the name.

for instance, on a personal project, i named one chapter of the story “organ”. in the chapter, there is brief mention of an church organ with an unidentified musician playing it. this is one vague moment that isn’t brought up again, and it may have been missed had i not drawn attention to it with the title. the unidentified organist is a key character that appears throughout the story and is implied to have an overarching influence on the main character.

that’s just one example of how i name things. Little Monster is very similar, i want to draw extra special attention to the term ‘mostriciatto’ and the way terzo uses it throughout the story

23. Best writing advice for other writers?

just go read my post honestly. my best advice is genuinely to keep writing as often as you can.

56. What’s something about your writing that you pride yourself on?

the characters. god i love writing characters and crafting their mannerisms and especially DIALOGUE. muah 😭💕 i think that’s the biggest reason my fics tend to hit people emotionally— characters are extremely important to me to be written well

63. Something you hate to see in smut.

yk how i mentioned too much detail?

yeah. but the line is blurry.

really what i don’t like is lack of distinctive voice/personality. sometimes smut is just really boring bc there’s no subtle interaction or implication in the dynamic being written. the characters are just vaguely tied to their canon material and given no real motivation or personality. no background. nothing.

that shit bores me and is partly why i’m not a super avid reader of fanfic anymore. finding strong narratives is hard.

oh also; infantilization. i’ve written virgins and i’ve written naive partners. DO NOT TREAT THEM LIKE TEENAGERS WHO WERE HOMESCHOOLED CATHOLIC. fuck bro. i love a story with a character having a new, exciting experience for the first time, but they aren’t fucking babies that are clueless to their bodies. most ppl masturbate/know what sex is by the time they do it for the first time (ESPECIALLY in the age of the internet).

even if they’re not virgins, infantilization is still gross for me to read. sex is an adult activity between two consenting people, not a clueless idiot who doesn’t understand sex enough to say no. i’m not down with age play. im down for sub space, but there’s a line.

can u tell what character i’m thinking ab rn?

64. Something you love to see in smut.

everything i said ab personality in the last question but reverse. i love a good fucking story (ha). smut for the sake of smut is fine bc there’s an audience for that. but i’m not the audience. give me tragedy and give me love. give me tearful sex and give me giggling, silly sex. i want to know about your version of these characters, and how they treat each other in the bedroom is absolutely indicative of their personalities (at least, it should be).

[asexual-spongebob]

The Waves That Lap The Shore - Chapter 9 - Kwazii, Peso, Dashi and Tweak and the moonstruck sea otter.

(I drew this as a joke) (dividers are by @/cafekitsune

Chapter Notes

Notes:

Lesson learned kids, never let Shellington look at full moons. also fuck yeah twashi <3 I love them sm the sillies! (Also just wanna add: Okay so I’d like to mention to that later in the chapter Shellington is intentionally out of character, in H2O when a character is moonstruck (which is when they stare at a full moon, see its reflection or if they see moonlight) they basically do and or say things they normally wouldn’t and the moon basically possesses them.)   (also sorry if this chapter is written kinda crackficy, I was feeling goofy af, I also wrote some of this instead of sleeping.) I hope y’all enjoy it though- I had a good time writing it though so I think that’s all that matters at the end of the day! Fic updates: I’m gonna finish up writing chapter 10 soon (I have a concept for it + some dialogue written) chapter 11 is almost complete, chapter 12 is complete and has been finished and read by me, chapter 13 has a scene written for it + a concept. And chapter 14 has a concept, it hasn’t been written much though and chapter 15 has been mostly written! (There’s gonna be a little time skip probably) I hope y’all will enjoy it :)

Kwazii and Shellington went to go pick up trash at the local beach, the sun was setting, they didn’t have much time.

“Hey Shellie, we gotta get back soon, I just wanted to let ya know” Kwazii reminded “got it!” Shellington replied, throwing some ziplock bags in a trash bag, knowing that if he didn’t a sea turtle or other creatures could’ve been harmed, the thought of that made Shellington quiver. 

However, the sunset began to diminish, making way for the starry, moonlight night. 

Soon the full moon was high in the sky, capturing Shellington’s attention, “hey Shellington we gotta-“ Kwazii cut itself off. Shellington had looked at the full moon!

•••

Later on: 

“Um… Kwazii… I think Shellington got moonstruck…” Peso mumbled, glancing at Kwazii “AH SHIT!” Kwazii bellowed “THIS IS MY FAULT. I LET HIM LOOK AT THE FULL MOON.”It admitted “what’s going on?” Dashi asked, glancing at the two.

“SHELLINGTON’S FUCKING MOONSTRUCK AND ITS MY FAULT!!” Kwazii shouted “Kwazii stop cussing! Tunip is right there!” Dashi scolded, pointing to Tunip, knowing Shellington wouldn’t be happy if he heard the Vegimals saying cuss words.

“Why is Kwazii screaming so much? What’s going on?” Captain Barnacles “I let Shellington look at the full moon…” Kwazii admitted, glancing down at his paws, ears flatted, their tail lowered in shame.

“What’s bad about that?” Captain Barnacles questioned “when merpeople look at full moons they basically become possessed and shit” Kwazii explained “ahem.” Dashi scoffed, pointing to the Vegimals “sorry Dashi..” Kwazii apologized.

“Okay. Good to know, we’ll need to keep an eye on him.” Captain Barnacles concluded before sitting down in one of chairs in the HQ.

•••

Peso and Kwazii had went to Shellington’s lab, which was a mistake. 

“KWAZII YOU CRAZY BITCH!!” Shellington screamed, holding up a foldable metal chair, who knows where he would’ve got it.

“Oh fuck-“ Kwazii meowed, giving Peso a glance of uncertainty “go get Dashi. I’ll deal with him.” Peso whispered into Kwazii’s ear “Shellington. Please put the chair down.” Peso requested in a gentle manner, “fine.” Shellington huffed, placing the chair on the floor. 

Peso knew he’d be one of the few people who could possibly get Shellington to calm down, well besides Dashi of course. Who’d been Shellington’s best friend since middle school.

•••

Kwazii scrambled down the hall to Dashi’s bedroom, he saw Tweak and Dashi watching some sappy romance movie that Dashi made Tweak watch. 

“DASHI!!! TWEAK!!! WE NEED HELP! SHELLINGTON IS MOONSTRUCK. HE ALMOST THREW A METAL FOLDING CHAIR AT ME AND CALLED ME A CRAZY BITCH!!!” Kwazii  yowled urgently, Tweak paused the movie and she had a confused look on her face, raising her eyebrow. 

“When mermaids look at full moons, come in contact with moon light or see the moon’s reflection they become possessed and shit.” Kwazii explained “yeah but what about the metal chair? Why did he do that? Did you upset him?” Tweak questioned, “i don’t think so..” Kwazii answered.

“Alright Kwaz, let’s go.” Tweak  directed, her and Dashi following Kwazii.

Shellington was yelling in gibberish, sitting on the floor. Peso not being able to understand, but at least trying it’s very best to help him, Kwazii, Tweak and Dashi bursted into the room.

Dashi sat on the floor with Peso and Shellington “hey Shells, how are you?” Dashi asked  “I feel like shit.” Shellington spat, turning away from them “maybe you should hug him. He might feel better” Dashi whispered into Peso���s ear, Peso giving them a thumbs up (penguin style) in response. 

Peso embraced Shellington in his flippers “Im only letting you do this because you’re my partner.” Shellington grumbled “now can someone take me to those fucking sea caves?” Shellington added as he had his head on Peso’s shoulder.

Kwazii glanced at Tweak “don’t take him to the sea caves alright matey? If you do he’ll be a fish for the rest of the night.” Kwazii whispered seriously “got it Kwaz.” Tweak replied, giving Kwazii a thumbs up.

“Sorry Shells, we can’t take you to the sea caves…” Dashi sighed “why not?!” Shellington demanded “because then you’ll be a fish for the rest of the night.” Kwazii mrrped. 

•••

Tunip and the vegimals could hear some talking from Shellington’s lab and were curious, they decided to investigate for themselves, Kwazii turned around to the door, only to see the vegimals peeping in. 

“Hey vegimals, you might not want to be in here right now… Your dad got possessed by the moon.” Kwazii advised, the vegimals looked confused but walked away.

“Alright Shellington, I think it’s time to get you to bed.” Peso concluded, dragging Shellington to its bedroom. 

•••

In the morning Shellington awoke, his memories from the night before scattered like puzzle pieces that had been dumped on a table. 

“Huh what happened ?” Shellington mumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes 

“You got moonstruck. It got so bad that we had to get Dashi and Tweak to help us.” Peso explained 

“Yeah and you almost threw a metal chair at Kwazii and you called him a crazy bitch.” Dashi added 

“I WHAT- KWAZII IM SO SORRY.” Shellington pled “it’s okay matey. You were possessed by the moon.” Kwazii responded 

“This moonstruck stuff  is genuinely concerning” Tweak remarked, chomping on a carrot afterwards “anyway I think I have an invention that will help minimize it!” Tweak beamed “I’ll go work on it!” she smiled, going down the Octo-Chute. 

“I’m so sorry about everything…” Shellington began apologetically I wish I could control it damn it!” Shellington huffed “well hopefully we can find a way!” Dashi said optimistically.

[ruralbi]

You know what's really sad? I'm 31 I'm slowly entering the end of my twink years. But that's not the sad part, as I'm planning to do a graceful transition to a beautiful otter, probably around 40yo. On God I'll get proper hairy one day.

(aparté, as a younger man I used to bemoan the end of my twink years at like 23 but I was sorely mistaken. Now I realize every day as I stand next to regular degular men that I am..... still a fucking twink. Now distinguished by less MDMA and more face lines, but still very obviously different than the just some guys next to me.) (I call this the Wilson life stage) like idk I got older but the older guys I'm into got older as well so in comparison with them I'm still twinkish? Drug addicted club slut is the burgeoning stage of twink life and now I'm blossoming into a beautiful bitch who listens to eurodance at Sunday brunch. Before if I did a huge scene bc whoever I was dating didn't pay me enough attention it was bc I had too much coke, now it's because I'm just a melodramatic brat like that. And that's growth baby. Find out who you are and do it on purpose.)

Anyway the sad part is the abysmal bear prospects in my area.

There's the mason who calls me beautiful and loves to talk about what he would do to me if he were ten years younger, but I've become friends with his wife.

There's the farmer who asked me to go to the sauna with him but he's friends with my parents AND his son is my age. (Tbh I'm kinda convinced I fumbled that one and should've gone for it, but the SAUNA as a FIRST DATE??? I do need substance abuse for that one chief, at least do the bar bathroom so I can have a drink beforehand I beg you) I could've gotten railed in the normal very much not gay sauna with like the third grade history teacher and my coworker's mother wondering what the hell is that noise in the next room, what a miss. I still buy his milk, it's a small comfort to me. He pretends he never invited me to the sauna and jokes about women ay what can you do! with my dad.

(moment of silence for the builder bottom who ended up threatening my housemate (his coworker) and almost hit me when I intervened about it. A Chihuahua can still bite bitch, I hope I never see him again BUT he was hot and a proper bear)

Best prospect currently is a local radio announcer but he's possibly not fat enough idk I need to see him naked, ideally in a jockstrap... to really make up my mind. And unlike all the others he's not propositioned me already, so I'm doing the eyes with force of a thousand suns. My resolution is to invite him to the bar in two weeks and if he says yes I'll see what he does in the bathroom.

And yes the current obsession with older bears is because I'm still holding to my word to not fuck my toxic ex (who was a young bear, unbecoming of myself really).

I haven't been touched in SO long like I seriously need to hold hands while watching telly but I would settle for cocksucking at this stage. local radio host please call me.

I hold hope bc we had several conversations where I batted my eyelashes and he told me that he's old, poor and okay with trans people. I'm like bitch me too! We have so much in common, let me suck your dick about it.

[afrival]

AOT Characters When Drinking HCs

My friend and I were talking the other day and made some HCs about the AOT characters when they’re drunk— I shall share a them here 😎🤙

cw// alcohol, vomit

modern au shit so this like doesn’t apply season 4 characterization

The 104th Gang

Eren:

- Angry drunk

- To quote my friend, you would say something around him and he's just "ohmmy GODDD shutttt the fuck UP”

- It literally doesn’t matter what you say he will tell you to shut up

- Picks fights for no fucking reason, especially with Jean

- If they’re out to drink he would start a fight with a stranger

- Mikasa literally has to drag him away from fights

- Probably drinks too much and vomits for HOURS and then brags about how high his alcohol tolerance is

- Claims he doesn’t get hangovers but everybody knows he’s lying because he will absolutely just zone out of every conversation the next day

- Always looks like he is on the verge of vomiting again

Mikasa:

- Does not drink because she has to babysit Eren

- However when she does she does not drink a lot

- Probably gets like really flustered and embarrassed, maybe a little touchy b/c her head hurts or something

- Like she’ll lay her head on Sasha’s shoulder meanwhile Eren and Jean are yelling at each other in the background

- Does get a hangover but usually it’s just a headache and she’ll be EXHAUSTED

Armin:

- COMPLETE fucking lightweight oh my god

- Do not give this man alcohol he will absolutely get wrecked

- One glass of wine is probably enough to get him tipsy

- I can’t decide if he would be the kind of person that gets really emotional and cries about everything or if he would go on long drunken rants about the most random shit

- Probably both

- Like he would be crying about the fact that he learned about otters having a favorite rock or this REALLY round corgi he saw last weak and it was just too cute

- Mikasa has to babysit both Eren and Armin whenever he drinks because Eren will absolutely try and drag Armin into his fights

- And with the drunken courage he has Armin would absolutely join in by yelling or hyping Eren up

- He becomes such an enabler

- Would have a hangover if he didn’t pass the fuck out and sleep the entire next day

Connie and Sasha:

- Two for one deal, they are always hanging out whenever they drink

- They’re the most CHAOTIC fucking duo ever, like they would somehow get their hands on a bunch of firecrackers and let loose

- Sasha would probably try and talk to any animals near by

- Connie would be laughing and saying shit like “SASHA the dog can’t fuckin’ talk back 🙄”

- They spend their hangovers bitching and whining about how much it hurts

- Probably would wrap themselves up in blankets in a dark room and snacks and spend the whole day just waiting it out

Jean:

- Same thing as Eren

- Except he also gets more flirty, but it’s not good and usually he ends up embarrassing himself and scaring away the girl he was talk to

- Finds Connie and Sasha and joins them on their shenanigans if he ain’t arguing with Eren

- Probably claims he has really good ideas and then next thing you know all three of them are in a police station and it’s definitely his fault

- “What the fuck made you think taking that woman’s dog was okay”

- “It looked SAD, Connie! And Sasha helped me!”

- “NO—“

- Spends his hangover day with Sasha and Connie

Historia:

- The most giggly fucking drunk you will ever meet

- Laughs at EVERYTHING and asks really dumb questions because suddenly she just has one brain cell

- Also a lightweight just not as bad as Armin

- Ymir has to babysit her and then when Ymir is drunk is the other way around

- They take good care of each other

- Ymir thinks she’s the most adorable thing ever and probably gives into every dumbass request Historia makes

- “Ymir! Let’s go out to eat!”

- “Hist, it’s 2am.”

- “So? There’s someplace open somewhere!”

- “...Fine.”

- Also sleeps her hangover off but Ymir has some water and pain meds ready for whenever she wakes up

Ymir:

- Oh dear lord she becomes very cocky and flirty

- Hangs off Historia’s shoulders the whole time and absolutely starts a fight with whoever looks at her gf

- Eren tried to fight her once and he got his shit beat

- The next day she would be so dramatic about how much pain she’s in just to get Historia to pay attention to her

- And ofc Historia always does < 3

The Warriors:

Reiner:

- Mans becomes such a an emotional bro

- Like he will throw an arm around literally anyone and go off about how much he just thinks they’re the darndest thing

- “Bert have I ever told you how great you are?”

- “All the time. Like a lot. You’ve said it 12 times in the last 10 minutes. Are you okay?”

- Completely denies it happened the next day and pretend he doesn’t feel like shit

- Bertholdt would find him dead to the world on the couch in some weird ass position and then force him to get up and go to bed

- “Dude you smell like ass.”

- “Shut up and just get me some water please.”

Bertholdt:

- Does not drink a lot at all especially around the 104th

- He has to make sure nobody fucking dies, especially Reiner and Annie

- He would have a beer or five with Reiner every so often and then he’s like really clingy and cuddly

- He’s embarrassed about it the next day and also pretends he never got hammered

- Sometimes one of the 104th will walk into their house and Bertholdt would be squished betweeen the fridge and the counter

- He has somehow made his way into the kitchen and will just fall asleep it the weirdest fucking places

- Reiner leaves him there because he feels to bad to move him when he looks strangely comfortable all twisted

- Whenever he and Reiner drink together they will send drunk snaps to their friends

- “Bertholdt just messaged me???”

- “Is he with Reiner?”

- “Yeah I think s— oh no.”

Annie:

- Doesn’t drink a lot either but when she does she also tries to start fights with people

- It never works out and she ends up having really deep and heartfelt conversations with them

- Like I imagine her trying to fight Armin and he’s just shaking I’m his boots and then she just stops and says

- “Ya know, sometimes I get really sad...”

- And so begins the start of their friendship

- For all the AruAni shippers I feel like she would be really protective of Armin and make sure nobody starts anything with him

- Or if they’re with Eren and the gang she will throw hands with Eren if he tries to drag Armin into his disputes

- She also probably hangs around Mikasa to make sure she’s okay and to pretend to hate it whenever Mikasa lays on her shoulder or thigh because she feels sick

- Banysits Reiner and Bertholdt whenever they’re drinking together, and then bullies the fuck out of them the next day

- “You guys are dumbasses.”

- “It was REINER’S idea!”

The Veterans-

Levi:

- DOES NOT DRINK even though he absolutely would

- He like becomes such a fucking mom lowkey especially whenever the kids are getting out of hand

- He’s dealing with a bunch of toddlers plus Hange and Erwin come on

- “Don’t touch that.”

- “Put that down.”

- “Quit yelling.”

- He never offer to clean them up or get them anything because that’s disgusting, however he does make sure everybody is at okay before leaving

- Like that they’re all breathing or nobody is missing

- After that he’s out and then the next day he just stares at them like the most disappointed parent ever

- He tolerates Hange and Erwin a little more, like they both get clingy and he actually lets them just hang off of him or something even tho he hates it

- Would probably hold Hange’s hair back if she throws up, or at least make sure it’s tied up. He has to resist the urge to vomit himself because he just cannot handle it at all

- But then he would just leave her on the bathroom floor asleep

Erwin:

- Oh boy he probably gets so emotional

- The complete opposite of his usual personality it’s so fucking funny

- Will cry about anything and once again like Reiner and Hange will talk about how great you are

- Doesn’t remember SHIT the next day and literally has no clue he acts like this and refuses to believe it whenever somebody tells him

- Hange recorded it once and he just “😐 Delete that, please.”

- Hangs around Levi and is very grateful that he lets Erwin be an annoyance

Hange:

- Tells the kids to be careful with alcohol and then immediately is found face down in a bush

- She becomes like 10 times more bubbly and absolutely batshit

- Laughs really loudly at everything

- She and Armin would get into excited like half conversations about fun science facts or whatever

- Like they absolutely geek the fuck out

- She also probably goes off about how much she loves everyone

- “LEVIIIIII!!! You’re so WOMDERFUL!”

- “Thanks. Now get off of me, bitch.”

- Levi has to babysit her and Erwin LMAO he’s the designated driver every single time

- Always knows the perfect cure for a hangover so she doesn’t usually have a really bad one

This turned out A LOT longer than I thought it would be, oops! Anyway I love doing these so I’m gonna start making more. I will probably do a lot for AOT and Hetalia so 😗✌️ prepare for cringe

[ficsandcatsandficsandcats]

hey bro, i know you’re busy so whenever you have the timeeee, the melancholy is setting in again & i was wondering if you might bless me with some valdo cheering up aev when she thinks she’s not good enough? 💛

Fandom: The Witcher Pairing: Punk!Valdo x Punk!Aevryn Word Count: 1,688 Rating: G Taglist: @heroics-and-heartbreak​ @whatevermonkey​ @mycat-is-mylove @mynamesoundslikesherlock​ @kemmastan​ @magic-multicolored-miracle​ @writingstudent​ @mlleecrivaine​ @coffee-and-stories​ @amirahiddleston​ @ultracolorfulnerdcollection​ @astouract​ @your-not-invisible-to-me @daydreamer-in-training @morelikebyesexual a/n: Ah bro, I know that feel. Here is an almost 2k word hug xo

If there was one thing that Jaskier and Valdo could put aside their differences for, it was Aevryn. They’d done it as youths when she performed and they did it now as they worked to keep her from checking the hits her newly released demo were receiving. It went well for most of the day. Valdo woke up ludicrously early just to make sure he’d be there to pounce – somewhat literally – when she woke. After that lengthy distraction he pulled her into the shower with him before she could check her phone. Right on cue as they were just toweling off, Jaskier showed up at the door. He and Aevryn had a pact that if ever one of them showed up on the other’s doorstep and invoked Friend Code, the other had to drop everything and spend the day with them. Valdo made a big show of being dramatically grumpy about Jaskier arriving, such a big show that at some point Jaskier wasn’t sure how much was for Aevryn’s benefit and how much was just amusing himself, but he managed to get her out the door. Aevryn noticed her phone wasn’t on her as soon as they got in the car and Jaskier texted Valdo quickly to let him know that their first plan hadn’t worked as she went inside to find it. Valdo quickly tucked the phone in his jacket pocket, loathe to hide her property but desperate to keep her from seeing the numbers.

“It hasn’t just disappeared, Valdo, I swear I had it on the nightstand when we fell asleep last night,” she said, grasping under the bed though she knew Valdo paid their housekeepers handsomely enough that every inch stayed dust bunny free.

“We were pretty well knackered by the end of things, love, there’s a fair chance it got left behind in a restaurant or something or other,” Valdo lied lamely, frantically texting Jaskier for ideas to stall. Aevryn’s head popped up over the side of the bed, a swath of wavy hair falling into her face. She looked like a very adorable, very grumpy groundhog popping out of its hole but Valdo was just wise enough not to make that observation at that moment.

“Valdo I’m not going without my phone. What if something happened and you needed to reach me?” she asked.

“I’d call Jaskier,” he answered quickly. She cocked an eyebrow at him suspiciously.

“You’d call Jaskier?” she replied skeptically.

“If it were a real emergency, yes. I’m talking lost limbs and extensive blood loss. But I’ll endeavor to be safe in your absence,” he crooned as he tried to pull her to the door. She was almost over the threshold, Jaskier walking towards the door to escort her the rest of the way, when her phone went off in his jacket. There was no mistaking that it was her phone because the song that rang out was a punk cover of Barbie Girl, an inside joke between her, Yennefer, Win, and Y/N developed during a girl’s night. Her sea green eyes filled with hurt and suspicion as she stared Valdo down, reaching into his pocket to pull it out and finding a missed call from Win. A voicemail was left a second later and she opened it.

“Babe don’t even sweat it,” Win’s voice, filled with disdain said, “We know that it’s a solid album and the right people will catch on soon too. I know you hate taking favors from Valdo’s people but it’s only nepotism if you’re not qualified. I say call those bitches up and say Hello, This is Aevryn Swift and I’m here to kick ass and play beautiful music and I’m all out of ass. Or something like that. Idk, we’ll work out the details, call me when you can, bye!”

Valdo exhaled heavily, making eye contact with Jaskier who still stood a few steps away, both watching as Aevryn silently went to the bandcamp page to look at the download numbers. She stared at them for a moment, unblinking, and then nodded.

“Ok,” she said with eerie calm before turning to Jaskier, “This was just a ploy, right? You don’t actually need to invoke Friend Code?”

“Ah – well – Er… no,” Jaskier answered sheepishly. She nodded again and pushed past Valdo to walk into the house. The two men exchanged a last, regretful look and then Jaskier turned back to his car and Valdo re-entered the house, prepared for a raging fight.

Aevryn put the kettle on and picked up the little pile of mail on the kitchen island and Valdo walked in cautiously, waiting for… something. She glanced up, a cool but serene look on her face.

“Did you want some tea?” she asked.

“No thank you, dear heart, but I do want to talk about the likelihood of you trying to murder me in my sleep tonight,” he replied. She rolled her eyes, turning to pull a mug down from the cupboard. Not even one of her usual, fun mugs, just a standard green one that she teased Valdo for using because it was so “boring.” These were all very bad signs but also new ones and he wasn’t sure what they meant. After knowing Aevryn for half of his life he wasn’t used to this feeling, and he didn’t like it.

“I’m not going to kill you. You were trying to keep me from checking, right?” she asked, peering over her shoulder. He nodded, curls bouncing slightly as he did, and she nodded back.

“I get it. I mean, it wasn’t cool, but I probably would have done the same thing,” she said as she fixed her cup.

“It is bullshit, Aev. Win’s right, we have connections-”

“No, Valdo. Anyone can get an album released, hell I already did it. But money can’t make people like or care about something if they don’t. Even if I was willing to consider it – which I’m not – it wouldn’t make a difference. I wanted to give it a shot, I did, now I know,” she said, shrugging her shoulders as she poured an amount of sugar that Valdo would have been disgusted by before but barely registered at the moment.

“Aevryn if I didn’t know any better I’d say it sounded like you were planning to stop performing. But there’s no way that could be true because that would be utterly bizarre and impossible because music is a part of who you are and you have a rare talent that should be shared with the world. Right? Aev?”

Valdo moved a bit closer as he spoke, eyes softening with worry and Aevryn deftly slipped by him with her mug, unable to look him in the eyes as she replied.

“Don’t be dramatic, Valdo, you’re just biased. And it’s fine. Jaskier will be thrilled to have me work full time as social media manager again and it’s not like I still can’t play music,” she shrugged, settling into her favorite chair in the living room. Valdo propped his hands on his hips and fixed her with a stern but not unloving expression.

“Aevryn Deirdre Swift-Marx you are not going to give up playing music because some people on the internet didn’t pay attention to your music as quickly or as much as they should have. There is no shame in pushing back and doing what you love because you love it and fuck the rest,” he argued.

“There’s also no shame in deciding not to invest more time and effort in something just for it to be ignored,” she shot back, a flicker of anger in her eyes. Good, he thought, better anger than apathy.

“You did work hard. You wrote beautiful music, you practiced and performed, you edited and you put so much into this album. And it deserves to be recognized and appreciated,” he said, a vehemence in his voice that could only be described as “ferocious validation.”

“I did,” she replied, “I worked very hard and I think the music is good, why don’t they notice? Why don’t they care?”

Valdo caught the glossiness in her eyes before she could look away and nearly pitched her mug of tea over the chair onto the hardwood floors as he tried to pull her into a hug. He held her, awkwardly half-standing/half-crouching, not caring that his arm was falling asleep or anything but the fact that she held him back with her free arm, resting her head against his shoulder.

“I know it’s hard, love. But I have a proposition for you,” he said. She pulled back to look into his emerald eyes as he moved into a full crouch by her side, fixing her with an entreating look.

“What?” she asked.

“Today, be sad. Be angry. Be whatever you need to be. Take a break, perhaps. Process through it. But then forget it. Or let it fuel you. The only thing I ask is that you not let other people stop you from doing what you love. And even though it was hard work, I know you loved every part of it. And that deserves recognition and respect but most of all it deserves to exist. Because it makes you happy.”

She considered his words, pulling her hand inside the sleeve of her too-large sweater to wipe her face before tilting her head back and sighing.

“Ok,” she said, “I won’t quit the music industry forever. Not today, at least.”

“That’s all I ask,” Valdo said, rising to press a gentle kiss against her cheek, “Now how about I make you some fresh tea, because that’s gone cold, and you burrow under that blanket and pick something ridiculous for us to watch.”

“French Kiss is not ridiculous, it is classic and underappreciated,” you argued hotly. He smiled, pleased to see his spitfire back as he pulled the mug from your hands and thrust the quilted blanket into your lap.

“Whatever you say, sweetling,” he replied, and then set off to make her more tea, carefully selecting a mug shaped like an otter and searching for some biscuits before she could think to ask.

[youngkaes]

tagged by @snqjin !! i’m so sorry for doing this so late, i would say i got really busy but honestly i have the memory of a goldfish and the attention span of a toddler

Rules: answer the questions, then tag bloggers that you want to get to know better!

nicknames: rena is my nickname (you must unlock level 78 to get my real name)

height: 5′3″ / 160cm

birthday: april 21

star sign: im technically an aries/taurus cusp but i identify with taurus 99.9% of the time

orientation: just someone who’ll love me tbh (demi/gray ace)  

favorite fruit: oo this is hard, strawberries are always a go to...but.... mangoes...damn..

favorite season: AUTUMN!! I LIVE FOR COLORFUL LEAVES AND SWEATER WEATHER AND WARM APPLE CIDER DONUTS AND PUMPKIN PATCHES

favorite flower: hmm, i dont really have one? i like all flowers

favorite scent: for candles its apple cider/fall scents and any flower-y, clean, fresh scents. in general, i like clean/linen smells

favorite color: black and dusty rose

favorite animal: dogs, otters, sloths

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: lately ive been into tea, but mainly just green tea

average sleep hours: right now its about 8-10 hours, but my sleep pattern is always changing

dog or cat person: dog

favorite fictional character: im going to give you my top 3 to keep this short: ichigo kurosaki, bokuto koutarou, rin okumura (im such a weeb o my god)

luck numbers: any time that paycheck comes in those digits are my lucky numbers

hobbies: listening to music, watching youtube, art (ive gotten into doodling and oil pastels recently), and also bullet journal-ing (which i also just got into)

what I’m wearing rn: shorts and bright peach cold-shoulder top

dream job: no job but still making money

favorite food: hmm, i dont know if i really have one anymore

dream trip: japan and italy

number of blankets you sleep with: 2 throw blankets 

favorite bands: day6, i have other bands i really love but i dont really listen to them as often as day6

favorite solo artist in kpop: BoA

song stuck in my head: i dont really have one stuck in my head atm so i’ll just put what i have currently playing: A.B. Quintanilla III, Kumbia Kings - Mi Gente

last movie i watched: pacific rim uprising

blog created: august of last year

number of followers: im not comfortable with sharing the exact number so all im going to say is that i just passed 1.7k followers not too long ago (and i lub all of you so much 💖💖💖)

i post: this blog is strictly day6 and my nonsense (shameless promo, go check out my other blogs @naibbu and @sukkina!)

why did I choose my url: young k made me his bitch

random fact: i dont like pulp in my orange juice

i tag: @kqngyounghyun, @noa-noa-noa, @younghyuuns, @httpsung, @jahehyung, and @svngjins

[sucuretcannelle]

Hi! I would like a Hetalia match up please><

I’m a 5’3 female virgo that’s a big tomboy, and i have short brown hair/eyes and has fair skin. (note that my eyesight is wack asf and i have to wear glasses)

Im an ENFP-T and pansexual with no preference. I describe myself as eccentric, some what chaotic, goofy, caring, childish, really sensitive but also very snarky. I love making jokes and being loud with my friends. However, there are times I get mean with my jokes. There are times however I would like to spend by myself and just think. It usually helps me feel better

My struggles are paying attention, getting jealous easily, doing work on time, being lazy/messy, having a short-temper, and overthink everything. However, my biggest struggle is asking for help.

My hobbies include baking, playing video games, listening to music, cosplaying, drawing, and going for walks late at night.

Random things I really love are stuffed animals, crystals, flowers, cats/otters, watching horror movies (although I am very squeamish-), vanilla scents, and just cute things in general.

There’s no one particular I don’t want to get, but I struggle being with/talking to people who are very serious and can’t have a little fun in life

Thank you so so much and I hope you’re doing well and having a great day!

My top pick for you is America/Alfred!

   Please humble this man, he will not shut up. But it's also a good thing, because its easier to hold a conversation with him. But when you get closer to him, he does humble himself. He wouldn't say it, but he really loves your personality. He doesn't really get hurt by you're jokes, so it's not a big deal either. He does notice that you struggle asking for help, so he tries to do things for you without you asking, though it might not always end up well on the first try. He really just tries his best so you just gotta be patient with him. This bitch steals your stuffed animals. You deal with that how you will, just no that he'll keep doing it. He tends to *underthink* everything, so that might be a problem at first. It doesn't last long (around you, at least). He's literally America, of course he appreciates your baking skill bruh. Don't expect him not to compliment you each time you bake.

[eunstarrywoo]

ABC Tag

I was tagged by @otter-minhyuk ten days ago. But guess what; I forgot about it, so here I am now.

tagging: @candradm , @jinkernoodle , @bookdragonthings , @binubin , @starlightbangtann , @1991shinwoo , @thefireflydreamsonganymede , @get-t-rekt , @hyun-swoon

Note: no one has to do this, but I needed to tag people

A: Age | 20

B: Birthplace | Iowa

C: Current Time | 6:25 PM

D: Drink you had last | water (for once I’m being healthy)

E: Easiest person to talk to | the one I talk to the most is @aspiring-ssr-agent and since I’ve known her for years, it’s pretty easy to talk to her. @candradm is pretty easy to talk to too even though I’ve known her for only a little over a year. @jinkernoodle and @bookdragonthings are also close friends easy to talk too.

F: Favorite song | right now it’s either O Sole Mio by SF9, Step by Step by ZE:A or Tomorrow, Today by JJ Project (check them out. they are wonderful. love them)

G: Grossest memory | one time, years ago, at my day camp, we were at the river, and we could smell something terrible. when we searched for it, we found this dead creature in one of the side streams leading into the river. the elements of nature had stripped it of its fur, so it just looked like a pale sac. it was probably a raccoon, but it was so bloated and stinky we left it alone and just made sure everyone stayed upriver of it. it wasn’t really that gross, but that’s all I could think of

H: Hogwarts house | Hufflepuff

I: In love? | I have lots of small crushes every day, but nothing I consider to be love (and I’m not in a relationship either so yeah)

J: Jealous of people | I’m more envious than jealous. jealousy implies that I’m afraid they’ll take something that I have, yet I have nothing worth taking. I’m envious of people who have their life in order or at least those who can bullshit it so well that it seems like they do

K: Killed someone | RIP to all the spiders, ants, and leggy/silverfish critters that I’ve smashed throughout the years

L: Love at first sight or should I walk by again? | walk by again. you haven’t noticed me yet

M: Middle name | Rae

N: Number of siblings | one younger sister

O: One wish | to be able to choose to redo anything if I fuck it up (which I will) and have it so that no one remembers the previous attempt

P: Person you called last | a coworker. we had gotten busy at work and needed her ASAP

Q: Question you are always asked | “What’s your major/what are you studying?” (English) and “Do you want to teach with it?” I hate the second question so much. There are so many options for an English degree beyond simply teaching. Why does it always have to be teaching?? I escaped from my El Ed major only to be greeted with this everytime I’m asked what my major is. I want to scream.

R: Reason to smile | bro, cats exist (to everyone who thought I would say dogs, cats are just as lovable and friendly as dogs. I love cats so much. I'm going to become the crazy cat lady when I'm thirty)

S: Song you last sang | Try Everything by Shakira (yes, it’s the song from Zootopia. sue me, it’s a great song and a great movie)

T: Time you woke up | 10 AM

U: Underwear color | boy short style, teal, hamburger print

V: Vacation destination | EVERYWHERE but specifically New Zealand

W: Worst habit | nail-biting and having a short attention span for literally everything

X: X-rays | only occasionally at the dentist

Y: Your favorite food | at my work we have a delicious Tom Yum soup but I also love fresh snow crab legs. I am an expensive bitch

Z: Zodiac sign | Taurus

[lightskinvibe]

Why I only act like a fangirl for GOT7

-They're not just GOT7. They're VISUAL7, TALENTED7, AEGYO7, LIT7, FUCKITUPPP7, EVERYTHINGAMAZING7 -But no really do y'all pay attention to their looks?? -NONE OF THEM LOOK BAD EVER. NOT EVEN STOP STOP IT ERA THEM -BamBam is a dank meme -But JB is too -And Mark lowkey -Don't forget Yugyeom -Actually let's just say they all are -The Naruto run in that one interview -Mark, Jackson and JB fly and twirl in the sexiest ways -OKAY BUT HAVE YOU EVER PAID ATTENTION TO THE MUSIC THEY LISTEN TO IN THE BACKGROUND OR THE STUFF YUGYEOM DANCES TO?? THEY LISTEN TO DRAKE AND JEFF BERNAT AND BRYSON TILLER LIKE I CANNOT EVEN 😩 -Yugyeom makes every stage he comes on pregnant -Like honestly, yes his sexy dance is sexy af no lie, but do y'all see how this guy never missed a beat? He catches EVERY BEAT IN THE SONG LIKE HIS DANCE ABILITY IS RIDICULOUS -But let me not leave out Jinyoung and JB's skills because dayum have you seen their moves? -And Jackson's -And Mark's -And Youngjae's -They all dance so well it hurts like I live for the choreography and their songs. I want to learn to dance to them all -All of their smiles. Because I feel the sun shine brighter when they smile. Like each one has their own unique smile and all of them are beautiful -BamBam pre glo and after glo. Both are just perfect -Jackson's fucking powerful ass freestyles. Like he's goofy af but he's really got the moves. Go Wang Puppy -Mark can fly -Mark is the visual out of a group of visuals -Mark's hairstyles -Mark's dancing. Really guys, who the hell said he was the weakest? Cause in every dance video, my eyes somehow get drawn to Mark at some point and I have to rewind because he drew me in with his dancing -Like before I noticed Mark, I noticed Mark's dancing -"Who's the red head with the moves? 👀" -His personality shows in his moves. They're fluid and easy going and it looks so easy to follow his moves. Until you actually try to -Then you realize these guys work hard af and Mark has the moves -Jackson with his hair down -He's literally a puppy. I mean a giant puppy for real -But then again they all kinda are -Except for Jinyoung -He reminds me of a kitten -And Yugyeom reminds me of a Golden Retriever sometimes and then a mouse the other -Cause Tom&Jerry -Jinyoung's dorky laugh -Jackson's high pitched laugh -The fact that when Mark laughs, it sounds like he's a child at a park having the most amazing time on the merry go round -It's so giddy and precious and makes him so innocent -HIT THE STAGE YUGYEOM -The migratory bird's laugh -BamBam's breathless laugh -JB's geek laugh -Youngjae laughs like a child being chased by the tickle monster -Yet another person who laughs like a kid having the time of his life -The fact that Youngjae is sunshine otter -The fact that no one can ever really rank members without feeling somewhat discontent because they're all so good at everything like -The rap line sings really well. Jackson is the most confident which shows in his voice. BamBam comes in second with that because he prefers to sing off key purposely to be the meme he is. And then Mark is just a shy bean. It's so cute and I know you're busy squealing at his cuteness and laughing till it hurts at BamBam, but really listen to them -Cause Mark and BamBam have the fucking vocals -While we're on the subject of vocals, JB's voice is so strong and soulful -Like you can tell that man listens to Musiq Soulchild because his voice carries alot of R&B traits -Youngjae made me think of Elliot Yamin the first time I heard his voice and then I find out he likes Elliot Yamin -Not saying they sound like them, but the music you listen to impacts how your voice sounds. And they both have very strong emotional R&B type voices -Lemme not leave Jinyoung out though -I can't really pinpoint a single genre for Jinyoung's voice. -But his voice has alot of emotion and soul -It's soooo underrated -Like have y'all heard his voice in Mr. Chu's chorus? Or in the Japanese version of Stay? Or in This Star?? -Which he wrote -Speaking of which, they write alot of their songs -And they're hits -All over the world -Jinyoung and Yugyeom's choreography skills -Jinyoung's acting -JB's acting - I love both but like... Jinyoung really gives me fucking chills -The fact that they took one of their self made memes and made it into a lit ass song -Youngjae's engrish -Youngjae period -The fact that so many people claim Youngjae is a weak dancer, when I can't seem to find this weak dancer -Like he can move forreal. He's shy about it but he can. He's weak with freestyle and that's cause he's shy. But weak dancer? Where?? Je n'ai comprend pas -Jinyoung's facial expressions -Mark's facial expressions -Both really speak well with their faces -Like Mark can just give a look and you just know what he has to say without him saying it -BamBam's cooking skills -Markson being bilingual on Star King -Like they remind me of two mischievous brothers. I can't ship them as anything but brothers honestly -Like they make me think of a cooler Zack and Cody -Mark is calm quiet -Jackson is loud and rowdy -They're like Yin Yang actually -Mark is calm and quiet but he has hyper and loud within him as well -And Jackson is the opposite -But back to the brothers thing. They're like two smart ass twins who cause good natured trouble -A little like Hikaru and Karou from OHSHC -Dream High 2. -Dream Knight -"A" Teasers -Their reactions to all 3 -Their reaction to Jackson's YouTube video on Weekly Idol -The fact that when Mark gets shy or overwhelmed, he unconsciously clings to or hides behind something -Or someone -Someone like the giant Maknae -They have a giant maknae -Jackson on Roomate -When Jackson's parents came on Christmas -Y'all I'm not an easy crier. But I was bawling -Because Jackson, despite how popular and rowdy and everywhere he is -He's still this amazing kid who loves to be in mommy's arms -He loves his parents so much -The way he lights up with them -I saw a clip where he was in between both his parents -He couldn't keep the smile off his face -Even when he wasn't smiling you felt the light and smile radiating from him -Speaking of smiles... Jackson has bunny teeth -It's so precious -Mark has shark teeth -I have a thing for guys with pretty eyes and pretty smiles so when Mark and Jackson smile... Jesus -JB's eyes. They're extremely cute. Especially when he's in puppy mode (Puppy mode=Hair down and in it's natural state) -The fact that BamBam puts on makeup, but then takes it off and looks the exact same -Except tanner. Which isn't bad at all because his skin tone looks amazing on him -BamBam's legs -Yugyeom's legs -Mark's butt and legs -Jackson's thighs -The fact that Jinyoung is a tease with the clothes he wears showing he does in fact have this bomb ass body but never taking off his clothes and showing us said body -But that's okay because these boys don't need to strip to bring appeal to them. We die when they just breathe -The fact that this could go on forever because they're really amazing and everything. -I'll state a few more and then go to sleep cause it's 4am and bitch I'm dying -Flight Log. All three. Beautiful. -The guitar playing in Flight Log: Departure ( DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE I CAN LISTEN TO A FULL COVER CAUSE I REALLY HAVE A THING FOR ACOUSTIC GUITAR AND PIANO) -Youngjae's trance when he plays piano -Yugyeom's trance when he dances -JB and Jinyoung's trance when they sing -Mark's trance period -They love what they do so much that it makes me happy to understand how much they love it -The aura when Yugyeom is being a lil shit and goofing off around his hyungs vs. His aura when he's performing his dance moves -Like Hit The Stage had me shook. His whole aura changed. Maknae my ass. He became daddy -The fact that I can say alot about GOT7 without sounding too creepy or too mature because I was born in 1999 -Youngjae's shyness -Everytime they're on Weekly Idol -Everytime they're on a variety show period -Law Of The Jungle -Mark's Hyper Time -IGOT7 -REAL GOT7 -Just right summer -Youngjae is a visual -GOT7 dissing 2PM -Their reaction when a member of 2PM came out while they were dissing them -Like they all screamed and ran to the other side of the studio like toddlers. So precious -The fact that within the first 5 minutes of IGOT7 episode one, BamBam had us swooning by moving to shyly stand in the corner cause he was overwhelmed by all the cameras -Signal to their pastselves -"ANDWEE?!! ANDWEEEE!!" *Voice cracks* -"This is 2015." " It's 2016." 0.0... "They said it's 2016." -Jackson going off on himself in 3 different languages -"Do you even understand what I'm saying right now?? STUDY KOREAN." -"RAMEYOOOOON (Furious)" -" NEVER ACT CUTE" -"Here.... It is 2016. And you are.....living a really boring life. Do something. Whatever... *Smiles pitifully*" -"Better just not make a comeback period." -DON'T FALL ASLEEP IN THE HAIR SALON -Jinyoung is an little devil -"Did you hear that? He said he's going to kill me." -Jackson's heart -Mark tried to save a fan from a falling light fixture -The fact that Mark is an idol but is so humble and down to earth -"Don't just walk off. Make sure the cameras see you too." -Mark, who cares not for appearing on broadcast, but on being a helpful silent hardworking child. Bless him -Idol life never changed any of them. They're all humble great boys. -"Hyung! Do you believe in me?!" "YES!" "...BUT I WOULD LIKE TO APPEAR ON BROADCAST!" -"BABYBABYBABYBABY-BABYBABY!" -Follow Me -Yugyeom and BamBam are fanboys -They're the best of friends -It's beautiful to watch how close they are -All of them really -No one is left out -They are the definition of "Ohana means family and family means 'No one gets left behind'" -Stan them and everything about them -Because these 7 dorks... The way they are. The things they do. They not only entertain you, but they make you wanna be great too. It's amazing really -They are

[soliosxghni-blog]

[Solo] Fix You

The tag showed him that he had arrived to the place where Baekhyun was and Chanyeol smiled out of relief, glad that Baekhyun didn’t run to some place far away. He looked up from the tag, ready to ask Baekhyun to come home with him when he saw Baekhyun wasn’t alone and was looking at the other figure in shock. Chanyeol watched it all happened terrifyingly fast from the distance and he screamed like a wounded bull when Baekhyun was pushed down to the river by a figure. 

“Glacilus!” He shouted, his spell hit the target’s back squarely and the ice that spread from his back covered his whole body, completely immobilized the unknown figure. Chanyeol punched the human ice sculpture, the impact of his attack causing them to fell to the ground and shattered the ice that encased them. He saw a glimpse of Baekhyun’s attacker’s face and his wrath flared when he recognised the face.

“YOU SON OF A BITCH!!” Chanyeol bellowed, his fist collided with  Baekhyun’s brother’s face in such a brute force. He could faintly recognized a sickening sound of something breaking in his ringing ears and the sound only fueled his desire to hurt this particular bastard. His mind hyper-focused to his target and Chanyeol was blind and deft to his surroundings except for the person whose face he was beating to pulp. 

“I’ll FUCKING KILL YOU!!” He rose up to his feet, stomping his foot to the older man’s stomach and Baekbeom made weird half-gasp, half gurgling sound. But then he laughed and Chanyeol paused to look at him with astonishment.

“You fucking..” He wheezed out. “Idiot. He’s probably already drowned now. Fucking imbecile. Hehe...” Baekbeom laughed again, wheezing as he gripped his stomach. Chanyeol paled and the hair on the back of his neck stood up. Baekhyun!

Chanyeol gritted his teeth. He threw one last nasty look at the grimacing man sprawled on the pavement, pointing his wand at him. “Maybe he hasn’t. But you seem to talk a lot. Let me fix that, yeah?” Chanyeol had always loved Transfiguration and there was a slight delight in his heart that he get to test his skill in transfiguring people. With white sparks shooting from the tip of his wand, Baekbeom’s eyes bugged and his grimace froze in his face. In a blink of an eye, an ugly wounded otter stood on piles of clothes Baekbeom wore and Chanyeol mentally patted his shoulder for yet another successful transfiguration. 

He picked the otter before it could run away and he threw the animal into the river. “Go for a fucking swim for the rest of your life.” The sound of the animal hitting the water reminded him of another task and alarms blared in his mind. Shit, what about Baekhyun?!

Chanyeol looked around the surface of the river and in a near distance he saw a lump that resembled human figure caught in a pipe, he immediately run to it crying out in relief and thanked the gods in every religion that he knew for giving him another chance. Chanyeol jumped into the water with no hesitation, hugged Baekhyun tight once he disentangled the robe that stuck in the pipe. “Ascendio!” He pronounced the spell with urgency.

Baekhyun was unconscious, freezing and not breathing, so Chanyeol checked for any pulse while he’s on verge of hysteria, almost breaking down when he found pulse. He tried to perform CPR, pumping the latter’s chest like how he saw it on movies. Chanyeol kept calling for his lover’s name, praying and pleading Baekhyun not to leave him.

“Baekhyun! Love, wake up, please!!” He rasped out, tears streamed down his face. By the second time Chanyeol pumped his chest, Baekhyun coughed out some water and started to breath shallowly when he checked for his breathing.

Chanyeol shook him awake and only then he saw the deep gashes on Baekhyun’s body. He cursed out loudly, almost screaming profanities at that one hell of a brother. He wished that he changed him into something uglier than an otter. They’re actually adorable. He tried to heal Baekhyun with the usual healing spell his mother used to cure his injuries but no matter how many times he repeated the incantations, the wound refused to close up and the blood continues to flow. He realized that the otter man had hit Baekhyun with that fucking spell. The anger that raged in him kept growing and he shakily cast Vulnera Sanentur over Baekhyun’s wounds. 

He repeated the spell three times and he sighed out a breath that he didn’t know he held when he saw that Baekhyun’s complexion wasn’t as pale as before but he noticed that the older’s lips hadn’t changed from blueish to the usual pink. His body was ice cold and Chanyeol knew he was at risk of hypothermia. He gathered Baekhyun in his arms, and he Disapparated to their apartment. 

Pain bloomed on the upper part of his arm--he was still shaken when he Disapparated and he knew he had splinched himself. He lost a chunk of flesh in his upper arm but the tall male decided to not pay any attention to it, frantically undressing Baekhyun and he summoned towels to dry him up. He carried Baekhyun who was now wrapped in towels back to their room and he covers him with the comforters, cranking the heater to the max. He took off his damp clothes, shivering but he summon the bottle of dittany and applied the brownish liquid to his splinching. He groaned but he ground his teeth and when the green smoke disappeared his wound looked like a few days old. 

Chanyeol snatched a random piece of dry clothing he found in the wardrobe, quickly wearing what he later recognized as his old hoodie and the first short that his hand found. He returned to Baekhyun, spraying some dittany to the older’s wounds. Baekhyun seemed to feel the pain it caused, whining faintly. Chanyeol slid into the comforters and kissed his forehead as he murmured encouraging words to the unconscious male. “Shh, love, I got you.” He pressed his lips to Baekhyun’s damp hair. “It’s alright. You are safe now. Dumbo got you.” 

He carefully inspected his fiancee, relief clogged his throat when he saw colors returning to Baekhyun’s face. Baekhyun started to shivering so he carefully slid out from the bed to keep the cold ai away, then hurriedly go to the bathroom while summoning some empty bottles. He filled the bottles with hot water and he placed them on Baekhyun’s neck, chest, stomach and between his feet. 

Chanyeol warily watched Baekhyun, pausing to sneeze and only then he realized that he was actually feeling cold too. Chanyeol summoned a few bottles of butterbeer, drinking two bottles of it himself. Warmth spreaded from his stomach to his fingers and he slid back into their bed, pulling Baekhyun close to him. He contemplated to pour some butterbeer to Baekhyun’s mouth but decided to go against the idea for he fearing the possibility of him choking on the drink. 

“I’m sorry.” He hugged Baekhyun tight. “I should have keep it to myself. I promise it won’t happen again, I swear.” He didn’t know when he started to cry again, but he pleaded Baekhyun to wake up in between his choked sobs and shaky breaths, murmuring his apologies. “Wake up, love... Please don’t leave me. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Chanyeol carefully took Baekhyun’s hand in his, tangling their fingers together. The memory of him proposing to Baekhyun resurfaced, and he cried harder because he had hurted the man he loved so much. His guilt stabbing his heart, terrifying what ifs playing over and over again in his mind. What if they were not as lucky? What will happen if Baekhyun’s robe didn’t get caught on that pipe? ‘He’ll die. He’ll die, he’ll die, he’ll die--.’ The image of Baekhyun, dead, lifeless Baekhyun haunting his head and Chanyeol started to hyperventilate, coughing and choking on his own breath. "N-no, no, no, no-- Don’t die! Don’t die, please don’t die!! Wake up please!” 

The younger’s whole body was shaking, broken sobs and unsteady breathing could be heard filling the room along with his hysteric pleas. It took him hours to calmed down and he passed out due to exhaustion, still clutching desperately to Baekhyun’s hand. Chanyeol dreamed of him swimming in dark water, trying to catch up with Baekhyun who’s right ahead of him but the older male always being out of his reach even when his mind kept screaming at him to save him. Baekhyun gradually getting further and further until he couldn’t see him again and the dream repeated itself in the same scenario.

[sogytits]

I’ve Already Abandoned This but enjoy it anyway

She was rushing, obviously late for something judging by the way she kept checking her phone. Late enough that she didn’t even notice when the fur coat, pelt maybe fell out of what looked like a gym bag. She just kept power walking.

“Excuse me!” I shout after her picking up the pelt as I pass by it. It is honestly the softest thing I've ever felt, softer than the dried otter pelt the zoo had when I was a kid. I could only imagine what poor animal it had come from. I was almost compelled to keep it, but figured it must be high quality and it was super important that she’d just buy a new one, she looked like she had the money. “Excuse me Ma’am!” I shout again hoping that I can catch up to return it.

She turns around looking stressed like she did not have to time for this.

“You dropped this” I say realizing how absolutely stunning she is now that I'm close enough to see her face. She’s way taller than I am which is saying something, but she’s also in heels. She has sharp features and tightly wound muscles on her exposed arms. I stop myself there as to not completely short circuit and drool over this poor women when she obviously has somewhere to be. “I figured you’d want it back” I explain almost in a daze, her eyes were a dark hazel upturned eyes. I realized I was still hugging the pelt close to my body and quickly jutted my arm out to offer it to her.

The look on her face was that of complete and utter shock, like she couldn’t quite process what was happening. She reached out to grab the pelt and quickly brought it to her body as if a millimeters separation would kill her. “Thank you.” she said still on auto pilot.

She stood frozen looking at me. I quickly got uncomfortable from her unwavering stare. “Weren’t you on your way somewhere?” I prompt hoping to get out of her attention.

“Right I was rushing.” she says robotically and shifts her attention to the pelt pressed against her torso as she turns and slowly wanders off all sense of urgency lost.

“Did you break that poor woman Morgan” Nina came up and slapped a hand on my shoulder looking at the woman I had just given the pelt back who hadn’t gotten far and looked completely lost now.

“I think I might have.” I concede watching the poor woman walking away. “ I did the right thing though right.” I asked feeling like I messed up by giving the pelt back.

“100% that was model behavior in that situation” they comforted starting to pull me away from watching her walk away. She had great legs, more obviously muscular than her arms. “come on it’s no use dwelling.” they moved their hand from my shoulder to intertwined it with my arm and pulled me away from the scene.

~

“Come on Morgan you have to leave work at some point.” Nina whine over the phone, trying to get me to get me to entertain them well they brewed things for their clients.

“I know I have to leave work at some point and I will but it’s tuesday and whenever I hang out with you well your brewing we end up staying up till 3 and I have a huge research grant proposal that’s due next week I can’t afford to be sleep deprived.” I explain not even taking a pause from my proofreading.

“What if I promise to let you go home by midnight and make you some of those energy drops for you coffee you love so much” they bribe in a sing song voice with the small clacks in the background indicating that they were already setting up to brew.

“You swore you’d never give them to me again after I didn’t sleep for a week and started seeing auras” I stopped proofreading because they sure as hell had my attention now. Those drops where a god send when there was work to be done.

“You were not seeing auras you were just hallucinating from lack of sleep, and I'm desperate you know how lonely I get brewing alone.” they grumble and I can just see the pout on their face, god I've known them too long.

“Fine.” I say with  heavy sigh “i could use the break my brains stopped functioning anyway, but I leave by 12 and I get those drops, no take backs.” I reprimand like a child as I gather my things, if I'm honest with myself I hadn’t gotten actual productive work done since 6:30 so this might actually be helpful.

“Scouts honor” they say accompanied by a rustling that suggests they actually stood at attention when they said that.

“I’m seriously holding you to that. I’m leaving now I'll go home and change quick then head over.” Luckily Nina lived just two floors below me so it wasn’t out of my way to go home and change first.

“Make it fast I'm already lonely.”

“Love you you needy bitch” I respond turning the light off and locking my office.

“Love you to you disaster whore.” They laughed out and hung up.

The walk to our apartment building was uneventful, luckily. Although I did feel like I was being followed periodically, but you needed a key to get into the building so when no one tried to follow me in, I stopped panicking. I gave a quick wave to my landlord who was still in her office, but instead of the mischievous smile I usually got I just got a weird look. I just brush past it and headed to my apartment.

Mid putting pajamas on there was a knock on my door “damn it Nina I’m going as fast as I can.” I call out and quick pull my shirt down so I could let them in while I grab my phone and keys. It was not Nina at my door. It was the woman who I broke by returning the pelt to her this morning.

“Hello,” she said shyly “i just came to say thank you and to give you this.” she pulled out what looked like a ring box “ I figured you would appreciate getting married by human customs as well.” she explained as she opened what was definitely a ring box to reveal one gigantic engagement ring.

All brain function stopped. I don’t think I was even breathing at this point.my jaw was on the floor. I couldn’t even start processing what was going on. Hot woman whose name I don’t even know is proposing by saying human customs. What the honest fuck.

“Can I come in so we can talk?” she asks bashfully and all I can do in response is step aside so im not blocking the doorway. Oh god I'm going to die aren’t I? “I went about this all wrong didn’t I? I knew I should have courted you some first. I knew this was too sudden, that’s the last I listen to Lía. let’s start over.” she gave a guilty smile “my name is Mysie, and I’m a selkie you picked up my pelt and returned it to me so now we’re married.” she states like it’s completely normal and she’s not insane.

“Maisie… selkie… pelt… married…” I repeat trying to start processing again and failing epicly, my mouth just opening and closing like a fish out of water as I stare at her without really seeing.

“Yeah” she answered, probably sheepish but I could not process any more information.

“...no…” I respond automatically because none of that could be possible, selkies aren’t real and I can’t be married to one. They’re mythological so none of this can be real.

“Bitch what is taking you so long” Nina called out letting themselves into my apartment with the spare key. They saw the panic on my face and the woman from earlier. “What is going on here” their voice got very stern, something that almost never happens. They picked up the bat I kept by my door just incase.

“You were with her this morning. You should know, your an eighth pixie it might be harder but you should know whats going on.” Mysie almost begged turning around with her hands up.

Nia lowered the bat in surprise “your a selkie, that’s why you freaked out in the park. I knew something was off about you when you rushed by. I think we should head to my apartment to talk.” Nina suggested placing the bat back in its rightful spot and coming to collect me and the things I needed because I was still practically catatonic. “I also don’t appreciate you breaking my best friend” they spit out as we walked by Mysie and to the elevator.