#bring out the party poppers I actually made it

[kawaiianimeredhead]

It's fun to make things for work parties but also I do not make enough food to be confident other people will like my food. I'm not very picky and even if I don't love something I'm fine with almost anything especially if I've made it

And so like. What if it's actually bad....

[itgirlgyu]

ꢾ𓍢ִ໋　‎ ‎‎ ‎ : ‎ how would enhypen react to you farting?

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎enha x 𝒢en!reader. ⠀𓈒 ◌⠀humor! headcanons. 🗯 wc ˒ 0654! warnings── ✩͏ this isn't even my fault if you really think about it. it's actually heeseungs fault. ever since he said he liked when engenes fart it has been on my head constantly. ︶ིྀᩧ 𝒫 ls don't read it if you're sensitive. ༄

──HEESEUNG ˒

looks at you with so much shock that you feel like you've done extremely something wrong to him.

but then breaks out in the biggest grin ever.

gets cozy and clingy to you while pulling out an air freshener out of nowhere.

“I've always kept this on me dreaming of day, you've made me the happiest man ever.”

and you're like… okay? but you don't hate it of course.

“that means you eat well silly, I'm so happy. “

sets this as an anniversary date in his phone as "fartversary" in front of you to celebrate and then skips away to reserve dinner reservation to celebrate it further.

──JAY ˒

gazes at you with his eyes brimming with understanding and acceptance.

places his band on top of yours in a silent acknowledgement and you almost tear up with embarrassment but he thinks it's out of love so it works out fine.

says he's going to get the air freshener but comes back with a cake and party poppers.

he really wants to celebrate this new step into the relationship with you

and who are you to deny him.

you see him crossing out something in his phone but you don't dare question the rest of the relationship steps.

──JAKE ˒

you blame it on his dog.

and he's like, “damn i gotta focus on her diet what is she eating to stink up the house like that.“

it makes you want to cry but at least he doesn't pry about it further.

but snowballs into him taking his dog to the vet to see what changes need to made into its diet and you're biting your nails in horror.

you don't know if you should come clean or not.

the fear slowly begins to draw its claw into your skin as you tether on the edge of over thinking that jake is already aware of it.

you let it fester until you can't take it anymore and confess it to him one day.

jake: oh okay.

──SUNGHOON ˒

knows you did it but he doesn't want to embarrass you so he doesn't even mention it.

but you can see him struggling

his eyeballs are shaking rapidly as he tries to talk while holding his breath to make it seem like he really didn't hear or smell anything.

although he's not breathing until all of the smell goes away

he may love you enough not to mention your stink attack but there's no way he's inhaling your toxic fumes.

──SUNOO ˒

looks at you in shock while you're in the middle of ripping it out.

frozen in shock, but in a demure way, through the whole thing.

when you try to make a joke about it, he tells you to cut it out.

it was very traumatic for him to hear you fart for more than fifteen seconds

and he'd like forget about it.

you don't know if you should try your luck or not but meekly you put forth the suggestion that he can do it as well.

but the look of horror and contempt he throws your way makes it clear he would actually break up if you bring it up again once more.

──JUNGWON ˒

does not mention it, doesn't acknowledge it, doesn't even move an inch.

you might think he turned into a statue due to shock.

so you try to ease the situation.

“jungwon i think I did i—”

“no you did not.”

although he's concerned about your stomach so after a while he's like, why don't we try to drink antacid for fun?

──RIKI ˒

gets scared at the sound but then tries to play it off because he's a tough guy.

but he's also a softie inside.

so to make you feel at ease he rips one as well.

looks at you with a generous smile like damn where will you find a man like that?

it may or may not develop into a farting competition.

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[woso-dreamzzz]

Birthday

Hardersson x Child!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: It's your birthday

It's weird, you think, having Morsa with you on your birthday.

She's never been around for your birthday before. Things have always come up like last year when her plane got delayed and she had to sing you happy birthday through the phone while you sat in front of the cake with the Wolfsburg girls and Momma.

She made it up to you though with snacks and presents and big kisses and cuddles but you've never actually had Morsa at your birthday before, let alone your party.

You don't have friends your age but that doesn't matter because this year you have the Not-Wolfsburg girls at your house. They bring presents and party hats and lots and lots of unhealthy food that Momma is desperately trying to not let you see.

Morsa is running around like a chicken with its head on fire (you don't know what that means but Millie said it and you don't think she would lie to you). She's darting between the food table to you to the pile of presents and then back to you again.

Momma is running after her, muttering murderous words in Danish as she tries to move things around.

"Magda," She hisses as they both loop past you again," Stop adding more presents. Where did you even get these?!"

You're sitting on the floor, propped up on your knees as you play Connect Four with Guro and Jessie. You don't really understand the game but Jessie lets you put the counters where she tells you and that's enough for you.

Your pile of presents is sitting not too far away. You opened your presents from Mamma and Morsa this morning after Morsa let you drown your pancakes in syrup and spray a whole can of whipped cream over them.

It's gotten steadily bigger as everyone arrived for your birthday but Morsa keeps adding to it and you think it's annoying Momma a little bit.

"Yay!" You exclaim as you put the last counter in to get you and Jessie win. You throw your hands in the air as Jessie pulls you into a hug.

"Congrats, birthday girl!" Jessie says, cuddling you nice and tight.

You giggle before looking over her shoulder to Momma and Morsa arguing in hushed tones. Morsa's holding a party popper that Momma confiscates off her.

Morsa huffs in annoyance before peeling away to sit next to you and Jessie. You climb off Jessie's lap to crawl into Morsa's, who layers ticklish kisses all over your face.

It's still weird to have Morsa here on your birthday but it's a good weird. You like that she's giving you lots of affection. She never strays too far from you even when she lays out sugary snacks on the table.

She's got some little fairycakes on a plate that she hand feeds you as you sit in front of the tv watching Lady and the Tramp. It's a movie about puppies. You want a puppy when you're older but Momma and Morsa are still getting you settled in England so you don't think you'll get one for a long time.

"Morsa!" You giggle after she presses kisses onto your face after every bite.

"What?" She teases," I'm not doing anything!"

"Magda," Momma says as she approaches, crouching down to smile at you," You're going to ruin her appetite."

Morsa pouts. It's a bit of a weird expression on her face and it makes you laugh. "It's her birthday. She can eat whatever she wants."

You decide that you like Morsa being around on your birthday because she has good excuses like that. "Yeah, Momma," You say," It's my birthday!" You think for a moment and then gasp. "It's my birthday! Can I open my presents now?!"

Momma looks like she's going to refuse. Usually, you open her and Morsa's presents in the morning and then after dinner, you open presents from everyone else. It's not after dinner yet but a lot of the Not-Wolfsburg girls are yelling at Momma to let you open some of them.

Morsa's looking at her with big puppy dog eyes that she says you inherited from her and Momma sighs.

"Only a few," She says," Then we finish your movie, order dinner and then we open the rest."

"Thank you, Momma!" You bound to your feet and press a big kiss to her cheek before moving to your presents.

Millie crouches down next to you to help you open a few of them before Sam takes over. Momma says that sometimes Sam is like a big kid and you like that because she helps you rip open some of the wrapping paper with as much enthusiasm as you.

You get lots of new toys to play with and some new clothes too. You get some custom Not-Wolfsburg kits with almost everyone's number and name on which is okay and then a new Not-Wolfsburg scarf and hat that you like because it's only really the Not-Wolfsburg colours and the crest is very small so you can almost pretend that they're a normal hat and scarf.

You get some new footballs but your favourite present is the new Wolfsburg kit that Jessie got you. It's got your first name on the back with the number one and you cajole Morsa into helping you put it on then and there.

Momma laughs at the funny look on Morsa's face as she helps you change.

"Thank you, Jessie!" You cheer, barrelling into her arms and hugging her nice and tight.

"Oh, come on, Jessie!" Sam complains with a laugh," We're never going to get her to wear the Chelsea kit now!"

"It's her birthday," Jessie replies," She's allowed to wear what she wants."

"Yeah, Sam!" You stick your tongue out at her. "It's my birthday! I can wear what I want!" You sit down cross-legged on the floor and drag Sam's box closer to you.

She looks hopeful for a moment but you start pulling on the ribbon it was wrapped in and try to make a bracelet out of it, winding the ribbon around your wrist until it fit properly.

"Well," Momma laughs as she picks you up," What does this birthday girl want for dinner?"

You think for a moment before blurting out the name of your favourite fast food place (Millie and Sam took you for the first time without Momma's permission and you have been hooked ever since).

Momma makes a face and then you remind her that it's your birthday.

"Your usual, princesse?" Morsa asks, already loading the app to order.

"Yes, please!"

It takes a while for the food to get there because all of the Not-Wolfsburg girls order too but soon enough you're happily sitting on the sofa with your greasy food as the film plays on the tv.

Momma covers your eyes once you're done and you immediately know what's happening next. You wiggle impatiently until she uncovers you and everyone starts singing.

It's horribly off tune but you love it, eyes tracking Morsa as she walks in with the biggest cake you've ever seen with just the right number of candles for your age. It's obvious that Morsa didn't tell Momma how big it was because Momma looks shocked and a little bit annoyed at the size of it.

You love it though.

Having Morsa around for your birthday is the very best.

You blow out the candles and you think someone takes a picture of Momma and Morsa kissing your cheeks at the same time.

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.182 Boss lady

When we return home, we find the mailbox stuffed with cards and small gifts, and the porch covered in packages, all for my sweet baby. She is so loved, and it brings a smile to my face. I tell her all of this is for her from our friends who couldn't come to her birthday party. She probably still doesn't know what a birthday is yet, but as she looks around at all the boxes, I'm quite sure I saw a picture forming in her head as a smile spread across her face. It was getting late, so I brought the stuff inside, made dinner, and put Desi to bed. The next morning, I woke up early and spent a few hours opening the boxes and turning the empty spare room into Desi's Play Palace. She has something in there to feed her mind and creativity in every way. After setting up the room, I go outside to set up a play zone in the side yard.

I peek in on her when I came back inside, and she was just waking up, so I bring her downstairs and make a bowl of cereal because it's quick and easy. But just like at the restaurant, and when she was an infant, she thought breakfast time was play time and actually knocked over the entire bowl. Milk spattered on the wall and oozed across the floor to the rug. Colorful, mushy rings shot up like confetti out of a party popper. This is by far the biggest mess she's ever made, and I didn't handle it well.

"Come on," I yelled. "Are you serious right now??"

I didn't mean to be so loud, especially since Sophia was still asleep, but I was just so over this behavior. But what's worse is I scared Desi, and she cried.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to scare you. But...this is not okay. You're supposed to eat the food, not play in it."

I cleaned the mess while she regained her composure and presented her with a new bowl of cereal, reminding myself that it was only cereal and not a labor-intensive feast or something that could ruin the upholstery.

"If I give this to you, are you going to eat it?"

"I eat it. I hungwee!"

"Are you sure?"

"I eat, Daddy!"

"Okay," I said warily.

I place the bowl in front of her and watched to make sure she ate. But she doesn't eat. She just looks at me funny.

"What's wrong?"

"You sit down, Daddy!"

Okay, little boss lady.

After breakfast, we got dressed and worked on potty training because the faster we can be rid of diapers for good, the better. Just like when she was an infant, she sat on the pot with marked hesitance but stuck it out, glancing at me now and then to make sure she was doing the right thing. And also just like before, I was her cheerleader. She didn't make a mess, and a little something landed in the pot, so for a first-timer, I'd say that session was a success. She'll be fully trained in no time.

I stuck her in the playroom so I could get stuff done, but the doorbell rang. It was Maira, and I was glad to see her, of course, and I would never turn her away, but I was really looking forward to knocking out the tasks I left behind when we left suddenly for the wedding. I've learned, as a parent, when a window opens, you better jump through it or else. Oh well. Everything will still be waiting for me when she leaves, so I put that frustration out of my mind and gave her my full attention. Well...maybe just a third, heh.

While we were away, she went on a second date with that guy. Before she got into whatever details she wanted to share, I asked her to tell me about him since she's here and I have a little time. His name is Rahul Chopra, and she actually knew him already. They're both from Henford on Bagley and had mutual crushes when they were younger, but he's a little bit older than her, so nothing ever happened. He used to deliver groceries, but now he owns the whole business. They ran into each other when she visited her parents the other week and kept in touch. They're both pretty active, so I was glad to hear they had something in common. He loves fishing and is in a fishing club. He also loves dancing. The second date went well enough for him to want to see her again and for her to want to kiss him, but she refrained for fear of things going too fast.

She could have told me all this over the phone, but the reason she ran over here was a plot twist at the end of the night. Rahul said he would call her again, and they said goodnight and parted ways. No sooner than he disappeared into the darkness, another man slid into his place and chatted her up. That rubbed her the wrong way and reminded her of how the boys in school used to treat her like the flavor of the week. But this man was FINE. Her words, not mine. He was so fine, she couldn't take her eyes off him if she tried—and she tried. She let him talk, and he seemed like a nice guy who just wanted to shoot his shot. He apologized for showing up so abruptly, gave her his number in hopes she would call, and left her alone in a state of confusion and lust. Naturally, she came to me for advice. She showed me a selfie she and Rahul took, as if that was supposed to help me.

I sat there, smirking at her, proud of how she's finally putting herself out there, but also laughing internally at how she went from swearing off love to having two men vying for her attention. I secretly hoped Sophia was listening and would insert herself into the conversation because I didn't have any advice for her. She's probably still not looking to settle down as of yet, so I felt like the situation isn't as serious as she's making it out to be. Also, seeing that I was halfway dating three women at once, I wasn't the best source of advice for this. Still, as much as I just want to say "have fun and do what you want," I can't help but think about it from the men's perspectives. What if one or both of them is looking for a wife? It wouldn't be right for her to play around with them and waste their time, so I suggested she get to know them both and figure out if she's on the same page with either of them. For good measure, I told her what Mama said to be: be real about your feelings. I swear that's the best advice anyone has ever given me.

[makeandshift]

Hasan S/O // bestie!Will Neff

honestly has my heart and soul in a chokehold. also just a little something to tide you over until the poll finishes.

Neither of them remembers how they met, so they just make up a wild story any time people ask.

They know entirely too much about everything that goes on in each other's lives. No information is off limits and there is zero shame, everything can be a casual topic of conversation between these two.

Will 100% takes credit for her and Hasan dating, but also acts like it is the worst thing to happen to him, or any person alive ever.

Any significant life event, and also less significant ones, Will is there cheering her on (in the most loud, obnoxious way ever). Got a promotion? He's there to celebrate. Just renewed her driver's license? He's waiting for her with party poppers.

Also anyone who ever dares insinuate that she isn't the best person ever will have to face his wrath.

They totally use each other to settle the score in any argument or discussion they have with Hasan and Austin. The pettier, the better. Will tried doing the same when he was arguing with QT once, but girls gotta stick together and all that.

Constantly showing up in each other's homes with the excuse of 'I was in the neighbourhood' when they both fully well know they drove through fifty minutes of L.A. traffic just to say hello.

Because of this, there is a very high chance of her randomly popping into Will's streams and completely derailing whatever he was doing.

Watching the worst and cringiest reality shows together and having extremely in depth conversations about them.

They totally bring each other back dumb little souvenirs whenever they go anywhere. They make it a whole mission to go out and look for the weirdest and most useless stuff they can possibly find.

Best man / Maid of honor at each other's weddings without a single doubt in their minds. Maybe they even officiate if they have multiple wedding ceremonies.

Made a dumb bet once that whoever has kids first has to name them after the other. Will is shocked when she actually goes through with it.

[candyskiez]

just realizing I never posted this here so oops but yall wanna know one of my favorite things about belos' death scene?

thats not how curses work.

no, seriously. that's not how curses work at all.

let me explain. the curse hurting others is very specifically characterized as a fear response. the owl beast is reminded of the collector abducting them by the sudden flash of the party popper. they perceive "danger danger danger DANGER" and attack dell, thinking they're about to be hurt again. not maliciously, but because they're absolutely terrified for their life and all they can see dell as is a threat. the raven beast comes out when lilith is under severe emotional turmoil because it interprets distress as meaning Danger, time to fight or run.

curses are not malicious. they are heightened emotional responses and not calculated in any way shape or form whatsoever. the only time it's calculated is becoming harpy eda or harpy lilith, and that's when they accept the curse as part of them. not some horrific evil force dead set on ruining their life. but a fractured part of them thats terrified, just like them.

we see SOME times where belos loses control over the curse. I honestly believe it's the palisman trying to fight back against belos, honestly. because it's when something happens they don't want. belos talking about the day of unity? they're in his head. they know what that means and they're terrified for their witches. desperately trying to break out. collector brings up that he can hardly keep his human shape from all the palisman he eats? palisman reminded of their trauma, fighting against him again. those are times he loses control.

allow me to emphasize that.

there is a very strong difference between eda and lilith losing control of their curses, and what belos chooses to do.

a very important thing about hunting palismen is that it let's us see what belos looks like when he actually loses control of the curse at the beginning. thanks to this, we know that what he pulls at the end of the episode? completely calculated. he doesn't look nearly as in pain or uncomposed. he *chose* to hurt his nephew.

another very, VERY important thing?

curses do not force you to plan an elaborate genocide.

him killing his brother in cold blood? choice. him making grimwalkers? choice. him planning genocide? choice. him manipulating everyone around him? choice. him emotionally and physically abusing children under his care? choice. him being a bigoted piece of shit? all choice, buddy!

I do not mean this as "born evil", I mean this as belos chose to become irredeemable. nobody forced him to. none of the palismen, none of the curse, none of the people who wronged them- at the end of the day, he made his choice.

and he had the nerve to claim he was forced into it. forced to be a monster for his own conscious and calculated decisions, and blamed his victims all the while.

he had it coming.

(this is probably incoherent. I apologize in advance.)

[lil-elle]

Can i request having xikers at your birthday party ? Thank uuu i love your writing lotsss

Now this is interesting

XIKERS at your Birthday Party

pairs: bsf!xikers x gn!reader

genre: light-hearted, comedy, best friend au

word count: 1.2k

content: just silly guys being silly dudes

a/n: a light-hearted break from the heartthrobbing romance heheh

Minjae:

Helped you plan everything out perfectly, almost like some kind of consultant

Helped you decorate even when you insisted you could do it all

Ended up knocked out on the couch half way through the party, yujun and seeun tag teaming his face with a pack of markers

Wake up in the morning in a daze, go to wash his face and- the whole house would be able to hear yujun being dragged from his place on a air mattress on the ground, minjaes slurring angry gibberish, and yujuns goat-like screams 

(And seeuns giggles as he plays dumb)

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Junmin:

Made the cake for the party, watching in horror as sumin smashes your face down into his beautiful creation

Would try and scold sumin only to end up with cake on his face as well, courtesy of a smiley yujun

Would be almost obsessively trying to clean every mess that gets made no matter how much you insist he just has fun and worries about it later

Would eventually get too tired to bother, settling down on the couch and yechan snuggling up to him like a heat pack once he gets sleepy too

When you wake up, the house would already be clean because he woke up early to silently clean while everyone snoozed

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Sumin:

Does the most stupid stuff during parties

“Watch this, guys!!!!” *hurts himself, makes a mess, or breaks something* (or all of the above)

Would bring way too many snacks, I'm talking every flavour of chips, every kind of candy, crackers and dip. Just “wanted enough for everyone” but leaves you with 10 open bags of snacks to fit somewhere in your pantry

At the end of the night, everyone's trying to fall asleep and in the midst if the silence, a small “...you guys still awake…?” echoes through the room

Because he's the last one asleep, he'll be the last one awake. You'll be dumping a cold bucket of water on his face at 1pm

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Jinsik:

The one sporting a party hat and popping party poppers in everyone's faces all night

Outshines everyone singing happy birthday (that elephant from sing style, iykyk)

Would start a dance battle with anyone and everyone (eventually getting so incredibly humbled by hunter whipping out the b-boy floor spins and backflips)

The one sneaking an extra slice of cake in the middle of the night before snuggling into the arms of seeun, him confused about how he got there in the morning but not mad about it

Definitely the life of the party, that's something everyone can agree on

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Hyunwoo:

Would somehow hurt himself even if he wasn't doing anything stupid like sumin (stubs his toe while dancing and falls to the ground sobbing in pain)

Sings along to the music WAY too loud, like louder than the actual music itself

Does all those old people dance moves like the sprinkler or just does the stanky leg for hours (pulls out the fortnite emotes he has memorised for the dance battle because he thinks they're good)

Is super picky about which slice of cake he wants, like wants the perfect amount of frosting and the perfect ratio of toppings (seeun decides that he just gets cake smashed in his face to make him stop talking)

Would be like the birthday gift Police, “Oh what'd you get them? Hmm not good enough…” even though his gift wouldn't even be that good (you love him anyways)

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Junghoon:

The one always in the corner alone or on the couch on his phone while everyone is having fun together

Have to take his phone from him to get him to socialise but once he is, he's eating everyone up at the dance battles

Would pass out on the couch super early so everyone would end up with cute sleepy pics of junghoon on their camera rolls (they'd be lucky if they didn't get their phones broken in the morning)

Would have the biggest slice of cake (you can't convince me otherwise) and devour it like it's nothing

You'd be a little down about his attitude, thinking he doesn't wanna be there, then he'd come up to you while you're alone and give you his gift, telling you happy birthday in a shy voice with a small smile

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Seeun:

The LOUD one, screaming at everything, laughing way too loud, messing around with sumin after bedtime

Would try and copy hunters moves during the dance battle and forget how tall he is, kicking a hanging light or the TV and standing like 🧍‍♂️ afterwards

Would give you the most insanely bone crushing hug while telling you happy birthday

If you're younger than him, he'd joke “how old are you this year? 12?”, if you're older, “DAMN YOU'RE ANCIENT?!?!?”

He's absolutely the type to treat you like royalty on your birthday though, acting almost like a bodyguard if anyone comes too close while you insist he stops

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Yujun:

Genuinely the most excited for the party, putting amazing effort into his gift, outfit, and snacks he'd bring

Would immediately get smothered by the others as soon as he arrived, them thinking it's so cute that he put in so much effort for your party and teasing him that he has a crush on you (him insisting with a cracking voice and red cheeks that he doesn't)

Too shy to join the dance battle but would get pushed in by seeun and he'd actually blow everyone away (my main dancer 🩷)

Seeun would actually be obsessed with him all night, let's be honest (my bestiesss) Would have you wondering whose party it really is, yours or yujuns

Would knock out on the floor and get many “awwww"s and pics taken

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Hunter:

Shows up overdressed, and when the others make fun of him he'd just reflect with “at least I don't look like the discount section at target”

Would also bring the most expensive gift and have everyone else feeling insecure about their gifts

Showed up with a whole plate full of gourmet appetisers (he's literally a birthday party try-hard, tell me I'm wrong)

Like I said, destroys everyone in a dance battle (try-hard v2) while claiming he “didn't even try that hard”

He'd be the last one awake with you and would make fun of them with you that he loved showing them all up just for funsies, then he'd wish you an actual sincere happy birthday

Despite the sincereness the night before, it's a 50/50 of whether or not he's still there when you wake up in the morning 💀 (bro has things to do)

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Yechan:

The mess maker, spilling his drinks on the floor every two seconds and always forgetting where he put them anyways so he'd just go back and get a new one (you'd be confused as to why there are 30 plastic cups around when there's only 11 of you

Would scream “FOOD FIGHT!” and throw a piece of cake at minjae, only to be tackled by him immediately with everyone laughing

Snuggled up to junmin, making him jump away from him as soon as he wakes up

Would rap happy birthday to you, weirdly impressing everyone with it

The only one with a chance at showing hunter up in the dance battle (ended up doing a high kick and kicking him in the face making him fall to the ground, but everyone counted that as a win and cheered)

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♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

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[lonelypond]

Purple

Maki & Rin, NicoMaki RinPana mentions, Love Live, 695 words

Maki and Rin have a not so serious conversation.

Purple

“It was a one-eyed one-horned flying purple people eater Sure looks strange to me”

“Does it sound strange to you, Maki?” Rin slid into the opposite side of the booth from Maki, tray full of deep fried finger food ready to be shared

“What were you singing?”

“Kayo-chin’s finding all these weird Halloween songs for the party playlist. That my fave so far.”

“Did she get the werewolf ones I sent her?” Maki started on the french fries, dipping them in her chocolate milkshake. Rin fake gagged, then chugged a handful of jalapeno poppers to chew while singing.

“I lose control, I just can't stop You look so good, like a big pork chop Ripped my pants, ripped my shirt I'm going to eat your mother for dessert”

“That’s disgusting.” Maki snapped.

“I know. Does Nico know you like that song? Or your Mom?”

“I meant eating while singing. And who said I liked that song?”

“It was first on the list.”

Maki lowered her eyes, pretending to be focused on sipping her shake, slight flush on her cheeks. “I like to be thorough.”

“Thorough like a chainsaw.” Rin sawed back and forth through the air. “Does Halloween bring out the beast in you, Maki-chan?”

“There is no beast in me. And you’re practically a cat.”

“Nyat what we’re talking about, Fang-y.”

“Did you decide on your costume.”

“No no, no hints. Nobody will recognize Rin.”

“There’s only so many of us going to party. Line up heights, stare at the tiniest two, realize that one’s not Nico and…” Maki flipped her hands open.

“Rin could wear platforms. Or…did Nico decide on a costume?”

Maki grimaced, grinding a french fry to pulp, “She won’t listen to reason.”

“She still thinks you want to go with Eli?”

Maki hesitated. “Not really. But she got really mad when I suggested she could go as Frankie.”

Rin giggled. “You could have said Bond.”

“That would have made it worse.”

“Nozomi and Eli are coming as Sailor Neptune and Uranus anyway.”

“Yeah, they got Stars. Lucky. What else were we supposed to do with ‘Deadly’?”

“Yeah, that’s tough. You can’t really dress up like a heart attack. Maybe you could be a werewolf attack. Nico likes red. And you could sing about chainsaws: Eat you cooked, eat you raw, I'm going to rip you up like a big chainsaw.”

“Nico’s love for red would not include ‘covered in fake blood,’ Rin.”

“You don’t know if you don’t ask.”

“I do, I really do.” Maki leaned back, smirking. “Plus, my costume looks good, Kotori gave me some tips. Nico will only fake complain that there’s no way I can be hotter than her, but not really mind.”

Rin still had no idea how Nico and Maki worked as a couple, but their friction had sharpened into public flirting that kindled fiercely private contentment. That made her happy for her friends.

“What is Nico coming as?”

“Like you, she won’t say. Just that it’ll be killer.” Maki frowned, “I think Hanayo knows. She and Nico keep giggling on the phone and sending pics back and forth.”

Rin hadn’t noticed. Her head tilted, eyes blinking. Kayo-chin told her everything.

“Don’t go there, Rin. Curiosity killed the cat.”

“Kayo-chin would never hurt me.”

“But she’s keeping a Nico-chan secret.”

Nico-chan would feel hurt, betrayed. It would be Rin’s fault and Nico would be mad at Kayo-chin.

Rin squared her shoulders, “Rin won’t ask.”

Maki's phone pinged, “It’s time to meet them anyway. Nico wants to watch something called “Werewolf By Night” Honoka says Umi passed out during.”

Rin stood up, “People are weird.”

“How?”

“If Honoka were actually attacked by a werewolf, Umi would chop it in half before it could bite anybody. But on a TV screen…”

Maki chuckled, “Well, I’m glad Umi faints instead of chopping screens in half.”

“Yeah.”

“But people are weird.”

“Says Fangy with a chainsaw.”

“Don’t even start.”

“Already did.”

“Leaving you behind.”

At that, Rin sprinted off, “Last one there’s a werewolf loser.”

Maki sent Nico a “meet us at the corner instead” text. Rin couldn’t win if she didn’t know where the finish line was.

A/N:

I love not so serious Maki and Rin conversations. And werewolf-ery, but you probably know that already ; ) Rin and Hanayo's word was "Witchcraft." Any costume guesses?

[waltielol]

An Honest Review of the Grade 9 Jazz Chants

Before the ratings, I'm going to state off the bat that I'm gonna be VERY SLIGHTLY biased to Priestley since that's my own section, but overall this is a 100% unbiased review.

Boyle (3rd Place) Starting off, we have Boyle. From the start, I made a few predictions on where the performance would go, based on the setting. Costumes are really well made, especially the fairy and statue of liberty. Props are really done well, with my favorite piece definitely being the two bank notes. The blurry Big Ben added a bit of comedy to the performance, which I also liked. Now the piece itself and how it was presented was overall really fun! I have seen this kind of plot before, but the theme of "a child's dream" is well executed. The ending is definitely the best part, being so out of left field it was actually gave me a bit of whiplash. Overall, I'd give the performance a 8/10! Curie (1st Place) Next we have Curie, which was the definition of "less is more". The simple yet consistent costume design was a good choice since it would have been a bit disjointed without it. The props were few but really well made! This performance is definitely one of the most well-executed themes of consistency. This one gets a 9/10!

Dalton (2nd Place) Now we have Dalton, which brought some of the best vibes I've ever felt, being a stark contrast from the contemporary performance of the social dance. Bringing the summer mood into a pretty closed off space, the theme is really well done and surprisingly unique. Costumes are on point, very fitting with the theme! Props were well done, a bit disappointed that only one party popper popped but, looking back, it was a pretty fun moment. The story is definitely a fun one, a couple traveling around the world, ending in a proposal. This is a really fun way to interpret the piece and I'm glad it went well! I'm giving this performance a 8.75/10!

Mendeleev (4th Place) Up next we have Mendeleev, which was really well done, as usual. The costumes were consistent yet striking. Props were nice and really fun. The few unique costumes (like the kimono) were really cool, especially the statue of liberty, which was fitting for him since he's pretty tall. Choreography was great, and the overall performance definitely gave off a "chant" vibe, if that makes sense. Mendeleev gets an 8/10 for me!

Priestley (5th Place) Finally, we have my section, Priestley. Keeping it honest, it could DEFINITELY have been better if we had more time. The props were surprisingly great given the limited time frame, the sushi being my favorite (personal bias, I carried it lol). Costumes were different yet connected in a way. Execution could've been better, being a bit iffy in the middle, but overall, I think we did pretty good! Overall, I would rate ourselves a 7.5/10!

This is my own opinion, and we're entitled to express them however we want, but if your opinion is just bringing down others or mocking others, might as well just keep it to ourselves! Grade 9 did great this year, as we always do, and at the end of the day, we're a big family who just wants to help each other out! Let's just try to help each other by giving CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, like what I'm doing now. Thanks for reading this and love y'all! <33

[kedreeva]

Later, when the kids have caught their sleepy rides home and the dinner leftovers have been put away and the floors are being swept of clean of party popper confetti, Steve looks up to find Jonathan has sidled over to him. He's got a garbage bag held open, so Steve kicks the dustpan over and takes a knee to sweep what he can into the first scoop. Jonathan waits while he fusses with the smaller stuff, making sure Mrs. Wheeler won't have to deal with it in the morning.

"Thank you," Jonathan says, when Steve climbs to his feet to dump the rest of the mess in.

"Just helping out," Steve tells him, still not sure where they stand with one another. He'd done his best to make amends, and Nancy had assured him Jonathan is not exactly personable most of the time. Steve doesn't know what to do with that, when he wants to be friends. Or at least, he doesn't want to be enemies.

"I meant- I mean for the camera," Jonathan says, and Steve's brows climb. "Mrs. Wheeler told me you were the one who bought it."

"Yeah," Steve says. "I shouldn't have broken your other one."

"I shouldn't have taken those pictures," Jonathan says.

Steve nods, accepting that. And then, because he's trying, he adds: "You probably could have asked. If you wanted pictures of her."

"What?"

Steve shrugs, and suddenly finds it hard to look at him. "If you'd asked her," he repeats. "I think she'd have said yes. She's not as... uptight, as people think she is. You've seen it."

Jonathan stares at him, and Steve hopes he's putting things together instead of taking them apart by suggesting this in the first place. Nancy cares about Jonathan, and she's known him for most of her little brother's life, which is a hell of a lot longer than she's known Steve. Jonathan has to already know that Nancy can take care of herself, he had to have known since long before a monster dropped through his roof and tried to eat them all.

"She's not," Jonathan says after a few seconds. "I don't think she'd have been up for that, though."

"Why not?" Steve asks.

"Because people don't just go around asking other people to model for photos," Jonathan tells him, but he just sounds a little confused, not angry, and Steve counts that as a plus. "And if they did, other people wouldn't just say yes."

"I would," Steve says mildly. Jumps to add: "I mean, if someone asked, I would do it." Jonathan blinks and as soon as the words are out of his mouth, Steve realizes how it sounds so he hefts the shovel and keeps digging. "I mean, maybe not anyone, but if someone I knew asked, I would say yes. Like, if you asked- so if you asked her, Nancy knows you."

"Nancy had a boyfriend," Jonathan reminds him, still just softly confused.

"I know," Steve says. He's made a mess of this. He's not good at this kind of talking to people. "But it's just... I dunno, man. I dunno what I'm trying to say."

Jonathan stares at him for a long moment, and without stopping, he lifts the garbage bag and ties it off. He looks away long enough to find a spot to toss the bag down, and then he's back, and he gets a little too close before Steve realizes he's taking the broom and the dustpan to put them away. Steve takes a deep breath and lets it out, hoping that Jonathan is just going to let it go and maybe even be so kind as to forget he put his foot in his mouth, but after Jonathan has hung up the cleaning instruments, he comes back for the bag and says:

"Would you like to pose for some photos?"

Steve swallows, mouth gone dry at the question. He hadn't expected Jonathan to actually ask. It's not like he's going to say no, either, not after everything he'd just said. "Um... like, tonight?"

Jonathan shakes his head. "It's too late tonight, there's no light," he says. "Maybe this weekend."

"Sure," Steve hears himself say. "I mean, yeah, that's fine. Do you- should I bring Nancy?"

Jonathan's brow furrows a little at the question and Steve's not sure why except that it makes him feel like he wasn't supposed to say yes, and he certainly wasn't supposed to offer to bring Nancy. But Jonathan just sort of shrugs with one shoulder and looks away.

"If she'll come," he says to the garbage bag.

"Okay," Steve says. He can feel his own heartbeat in his fingertips. "Saturday work?"

Jonathan nods, and then gives him one more strange look before he leaves with the garbage bag, and Steve is alone in the room with the softly glowing Christmas tree as the only witness to whatever the hell just happened.

If you're still taking ST prompts: Steve catches Jonathon looking his way at a gathering. Later on,after everyone else has left, Jonathon asks Steve if he can pose for some photos.

(my inbox is open for ST prompts!)(Previous prompts)(AO3)

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Jonathan snaps another photo, this one of Will and Mike with their heads bent over the notes of a new campaign Will is planning. It's good to see again- it's been almost two months since they got Will back but lost El, and Mike had been distant through most of it. Will had had a hard enough time coming back, trying to fit back into life, without his best friend pulling away from him.

Looking past them, toward the Christmas tree - the Wheelers always leave it up until the new year, same as his own mom - Jonathan finds himself under Steve Harrington's scrutiny. Nancy's tucked into his side, under one arm, talking to Jonathan's mom about something. Jonathan raises his new camera and snaps a shot of that, too.

Steve's smile follows after instead of coming before, and something warm and confusing flutters in Jonathan's gut. They're not friends, exactly, but they're not enemies anymore. Steve isn't in the majority any longer.

"Oh!" comes a sweet voice behind him, and Jonathan turns to find Mrs. Wheeler beaming at him. "How do you like it?"

She's looking at the camera, so Jonathan does too, and he's not sure what to say. She had probably had a hand in paying for it, given the price tag he knows it carries, so he scrapes for something polite and grateful to say.

"It's a really nice camera, Mrs. Wheeler. I haven't developed any pictures from it yet, but I think they're going to turn out great." He fidgets with it for a second, and for good measure adds: "I didn't know Nancy knew anything about cameras, but she picked nice one."

"Nancy?" Mrs. Wheeler asks, smile not faltering even through her obvious confusion. Understanding lights her eyes. "Oh, I suppose they gave it to you together?"

It's Jonathan's turn to be confused. "Who?"

"Nancy and Steve," Mrs. Wheeler says, like it's just that simple. Like Steve and Jonathan hadn't gotten into a fist fight. Like Steve hadn't been the one to break his camera in the first place. "I may be wrong, of course, it just seemed like he was the one looking. He asked if Ted or I knew anyone else into photography that might have a recommendation. I'm afraid we didn't, but he must have found someone. I'm glad it worked out."

"Yeah," Jonathan agreed faintly, grip a little too tight on the camera now. Steve had bought him the camera? Steve??

Mrs. Wheeler gives him an awkward squeeze on the shoulder and excuses herself to head past him and join the others. Joyce opens the circle of conversation for her, and Jonathan watches Steve smile and greet her politely. He watches Nancy lay her head on Steve's shoulder, and the way Steve's fingers rest delicately on her arm, the same fingers from which Jonathan's camera had so carelessly tumbled not long ago.

He swallows, and turns away to go find Lucas and Dustin and Erica for a few more photos.

[vedj-f-bekuesu]

You know what? I know I only did Hunted yesterday, but March of the Oni is only four episodes long so heck yeah I blitzed that too. 

A little background before I actually cover my thoughts; March of the Oni feels just as much like old Ninjago before my entrance into the fandom as the other seasons. The truth is that it isn’t; I got into LEGO again because of watching TLM2 about mid-late February. I then went nosing around other LEGO branches a month later in March, which covered things like Friends, Clutch Powers, LCU, Nexo Knights and Ninjago. By the time I reached that, it was around the time March of the Oni was airing, so I got to see the reactions to the season in real time. Of course, I couldn’t really join in because I didn’t watch it with them.

But now I have, and it’s honestly rather fun, if not a bit weird. There is one obvious issue, but I think we can predict what that is. But enough of a history chat, I’ll get into my season note write-up!

-The characters are pretty on point even with the lighter tone. At its heart this is a focus on Lloyd to wrap up his plot, and Lloyd is just fine here. He obviously spends a lot of time in a downer mood here too (because circumstances), but he’s got more of his spunk back, the conflict between him and Garmadon in the Oni land is some nice banter. The FSM scene was kind of out of nowhere though. -The other ninja characters have their own small stories (bar Zane. Even the plot tries to excuse that when it doesn’t make sense) and they are all pretty enjoyable. Shout outs to Cole and Kai this time, they’re finally stepping up to take the entertainment mantle from Jay (well, when they’re not depressed in this special. I’ll get to that). Also, Pixal gets more time to show off here than in Hunted, which was a full season. What? -I didn’t even mention Garmadon in Hunted despite being a big player because there he was basically just a destruction machine. For some reason (which I know) he has a lot of sass this time. It means he’s a lot more fun, but after the last two seasons this feels like a very different direction. -Nobody else was worth mentioning aside from Garmadon’s epiphany being from talking to...a random cameraman? What? Even Dareth, Faith, Wu and Misako were basically just cameos.  -Omega and the Oni were actually kind of interesting. I mean, to start with, they’re supposed to be hell-bent on destruction by nature, so them being one-note is a lot more forgivable than more human characters being the same. For another, the plot used Omega to highlight something Hunted never really did anything with. When we saw the resurrection ceremony in Sons of Garmadon, the ninja appeared to interfere with it while it was still going on. The aftermath of SoG and the entirety of Hunted basically went along with the idea that this ended up a flawless resurrection anyway, and that the ninja interfering did nothing. Omega basically offers a counterargument that it was in fact botched, calling out this supposedly totally evil Garmadon as still wanting to connect to his human side. That’s why I’m actually fine with how it ended; Omega’s words have him conflicted, and he feels he can’t judge how to react to Lloyd in this state, so he ends up backing off to see he can find some answers for himself. Leaves the Omega’s words room to resonate and have payoff.  Plus he seemed so done with the family feud shit down below.  -Speaking of, I have seen people question why Cole was needed to fall anyway when he survived just fine and came back in the span of one episode. It seemed to be two-fold to me; to be the straw that broke the camel’s back between Lloyd and Garmadon (thus driving Garmadon’s possible road to redemption, since him and Lloyd are the focus of this season) and being the impetus that eventually leads to the idea of forging the Golden Weapons, and thusly the Tornado of Creation. Plus Kai was depressed pretty much the entire time until Cole came back (I’ll get into this one later).  -The whole premise of this special has a weird foundation; it was supposed to finish off the brand spanking new Oni trilogy, but was made to promote Legacy sets. That being said, it was nice to see the callbacks. From the aforementioned Tornado of Creation, to the Golden Master armour (NOT the Dragon Armour), to Possessions’ Sword of Sanctuary, and even Kai’s profession from the pilot play a pivotal part.  -As one may expect, the big thing about the season that holds it back is the pacing. With only four episodes to cover story as opposed to ten, a lot of beats end up going by very quickly without having time to really mull properly. Biggest offender is probably after Cole’s death, everyone is down, but as soon as Kai forges those golden weapons Jay and Zane are just stoked like “YEAH” and “COOL”. Like, come on. 

Okay, for this one I’m getting on a soap box about Cole and Kai again. I did it for Possession, but I need to do it here even harder. When I started this watching of the older Ninjago material, I thought, based on how everyone else talked about it, Cole and Kai stopped having meaningful interactions early on, only to come up again much, much later. It seemed that way when I started, being way down for season 2 compared to season 1 and the pilots. But no, season 3 picked it up again, and it persisted. It persisted so long, only season 6 could be argued to have dropped it again (and that has the excuse of them only appearing for half the season in Kai’s case). It was there, but it was on the low, left to simmer. March of the Oni feels like someone got drunk at the wheel and messed up the ratios of character interaction, because this season was just chock full of it. Like, it even comes to a point where Garmadon is looking at past photos of Cole after being admonished for his inhumanity about his “death”, and the shot just could not cut Kai out of the closeup of Cole. Between this season, and what the DHX seasons have done, it’s no wonder Lava seems to be snowballing.

Also can I just point out that this is some weird bizarro universe where Jay is being pushed by his girlfriend’s brother and his former romantic rival to propose when Jay’s the one not ready to do so? And that it gets even weirder for said girlfriend? 

Overall, I actually quite enjoyed March of the Oni, in spite of its reputation. It’s certainly very bizarre when taken as the follow-up to Sons of Garmadon and hunted, but I think it achieves what it set out to do, and in a satisfactory way. The deaths may have been a bit too cheesy, but everything has a narrative purpose, so none of it feels like fluff. Yeah, I think it’s pretty good. 

Well, it’s nice that the series has picked up again after Hunted. But next time, we get to see if it can...oh, wait, that’s it. I saw Secrets of the Forbidden Spinjutsu when it came out, and I really enjoyed that one. And Prime Empire is my favourite season of Ninjago altogether. 

So I guess for overall, I’d say this; Ninjago as a show isn’t without its issues. It especially seemed to have teething issues for the first four seasons, but aside for some clunky bits (decisions made in S6, S9) and some shaky characterisation that wasn’t quite ironed out, it’s been an enjoyable ride. I’d say I’d watch eight of the twelve seasons willingly again, and that is definitely not a bad ratio for such a long lasting show. 

This isn’t the end of my thoughts on old Ninjago though. Next time I get to do something more off the cuff and digging into my more nuanced thoughts; unpopular opinions!

[blu-joons]

“December 22nd Is Our Day” ~ Son Youngjae

The smiles on the faces of the boys dropped as Youngjae told them his plans for his birthday party this year. You could feel their eyes look to you, stood just behind Youngjae nervously, as he explained to them all that this year would have to be a shared party.

Youngjae had put off telling the boys for as long as he could, he didn’t want to deal with the hassle of changing their plans, knowing they had begun to make plans for his birthday since his celebration last year. At first, he thought you were joking, but then he learnt you were being serious, with no room for adjusting either.

None of the boys could believe it as he informed them all that the two of you shared your birthday, meaning a joint celebration was in order for you both.

“It’s hard enough having to plan for one person,” Sangyeon groaned, running his hand over the top of his hair in confusion as to what any of them were going to organise for you.

“Can’t one of you just pretend to be born on the day over?” Kevin smugly suggested, feeling Changmin’s hand jab into his hip in response to his question.

Youngjae’s head shook back at him too as he reached behind him to take a hold of your hand, bringing you closer to his side as he spotted several of the boys staring at you.

You could only chuckle as Younghoon poked his tongue out at you, “do you guys have anything in common? Surely there’s got to be one thing to do a theme for you.”

The two of you shared a glance, trying to think of something, but coming up with nothing. You and Youngjae were two very different people, you had dissimilar interests, yet somehow you made it work, learning about what each other liked from the start.

“I don’t have to have a party; I don’t really want one anyway.”

As soon as you started speaking, Youngjae squeezed against your hand, quickly shutting you up. There was no way he was going to let your birthday pass without celebration, even if the boys were happy to throw a party for one.

He played it well, but on the inside Youngjae couldn’t wait to have a shared celebration with you, to have all of your friends and family in one room, for the both of you.

“We always plan a party for you, maybe this year should be for Y/N,” Jaehyun then suggested.

Eric’s eyes lit up at the offer, celebrating your first birthday with you, he wanted to make sure that you had the perfect party, and a theme for you seemed like the perfect chance.

“Or we could just celebrate my birthday the following day?”

“No, our birthdays are the same, that means we celebrate on the same day.”

The boys soon began to realise that they weren’t going to win, despite being the youngest, Youngjae was stubborn, and determined to make sure that they planned a party for two.

“We’ve got somewhere to be, so we’ll leave you party planners to it,” Youngjae smirked.

“We’re not making any promises you guys.”

Your party was something that ended up becoming a secret, you were let in on nothing by the boys until the day came around. The only thing that you knew was to show up at the studio, and that you did, midway through your birthday, you showed up to the studio as instructed.

As you approached the studio door, you could hear a voice whisper, “guys, they’re outside, hide.”

“Where are we all supposed to hide in this place?”

You gave them a moment before opening up the door, watching as the lights came on and several familiar faces jumped out, popping poppers as ribbons flew across the room.

“Happy birthday,” the boys yelled, showing off their hard work.

You were stunned as you looked around at the banners and balloons that were hung up all around the place, “I refuse to believe that you guys actually did this.”

The two of you could tell straight away as you looked around that a lovers theme had certainly been their inspiration for your party. There were hearts everywhere, scattered all across the table that had plates upon plates of food scattered across it.

“We thought we’d do something to incorporate both of you,” Haknyeon explained as he approached the two of you, “trying to come up with something that you’d both like was impossible.”

“No, this is amazing,” Youngjae agreed, wrapping his arm around your waist, “I knew you guys would pull through, despite your tantrums.”

“We were not throwing tantrums,” Jacob asserted.

Your eyebrows furrowed questionably back at him as a chuckle came from Jacob, reaching across so that you could poke his side and push him away from you.

“What do you think?” Youngjae asked you as the two of you managed to get a moment to yourself after greeting most of the people in the room, “I hate to say it, but they’ve exceeded all my expectations, this is pretty special.”

“I told you they’d do it,” you smirked, “although I bet you’ve never had a party quite like this.”

Youngjae’s head nodded in agreement with you as he took another look around, “it’s not like my usual parties that the boys throw me, but I think I could get used to it knowing that it means I get to spend my birthday with you.”

Your smile grew at Youngjae’s comment, feeling your cheeks begin to tint, “you don’t have to be smooth around me, I’m not the one that did all of this.”

“I know, but it’s your birthday,” he reminded you with a wide grin, “therefore I’m supposed to spend the day being adorable to you, aren’t I?”

“It’s your birthday too,” you teased in response, moving your arm around Youngjae too, “I’ve got to be nice to you, can I get you a drink or something?”

Youngjae’s head shook as he spotted Sunwoo approaching you both, “we’ve got the boys to slave over us all day seeing as it’s our birthdays.”

“I heard that,” Sunwoo frowned as he walked across to the two of you, “I was just about to ask if you guys wanted to open your presents, but seeing as I’m a slave, can I get the two of you a drink first to enjoy?”

You pulled Sunwoo back as Youngjae nodded, refusing to let the boys do any more for you after all that they had done in putting together such an incredible party for you both.

“We’ll get our own,” you smiled to Sunwoo, “but I wouldn’t say no to seeing what you guys have brought us if you want to organise presents.”

“I’ll let the boys know, but I’ll warn you, there’s quite a few.”

Your head nodded as you felt Youngjae squeeze around your waist, “we’ve got to make the most of them being nice to me, do you have any idea for how long I’ve had to deal with helping them out being the youngest?”

“They’ve thrown the party, isn’t that enough?” You challenged, but Youngjae’s head shook, “they’ve already done more than enough, we can get our own drinks.”

“You can get your own drink, but this maknae is making the most of having a day about him for once today.”

“Honestly, you’re impossible sometimes.”

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Masterlist

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New Years Prompt: Gundham Tanaka w/ falling asleep before midnight.

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Entry for @the-invincible-mikey

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In hindsight, you probably should have seen this coming. You were always the only one to stay up to midnight, no matter how hard he actually tried to keep his eyes open. You do have to admit, he did try. That's all that you could really ask out of him at this point.

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Of course, you did almost have to blackmail him into staying up with you in the first place. The man always went to bed early, usually around 8 or 9pm. Then he'd sometimes get up before dawn to start work. Somehow he always made sure not to wake you up while going through this process.

"Aren't you going to stay up with me?"

"I have a quest to finish at the eve of the rising sun."

He has to get up early to work in the morning. How wonderful. Not only will he not stay up with you, but he'll be gone by the time you wake up. You can already tell he's tired, but this so not up for debate.

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"You never want to stay up with me."

"I refuse to let a plague intoxicate my body. As a dark ruler yourself, I wouldn't think you allow yourself to prey victim to mind warping creatures either."

"The dark devas already said they'd stay up with me. Plus, I'm a night owl, remember?"

"Ah yes, your rituals before dawn. Assaulting my senses and casting spells upon me. Be glad I didn't cast my own hex on you for disturbing my slumber."

"You can't stay mad at me for waking you up once."

"You fiend, your rituals have happened more than once in a fortnight!"

"Well then I guess you're going to have to stay up with me, because when it hits midnight I'm using party poppers."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Gundham. I'm fully committed to celebrating the new year whether you are or not. You're not getting in the way of my fun."

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You had a feeling he wouldn't exactly make it to midnight. Gundham, despite most people's beliefs, was very much a morning person. The latest he'd ever really stay up was 10pm, and that was when he was having issues calming his "wild beasts". That would lead him to a bad headache in the morning. He never really let it affect his work, but it occasionally would dip into his speech. The pain would cause him to be irritable, or straight up make him drop the "Prince of Darkness" act altogether. Hearing him talk like everyone else seemed foreign. Though it would also happen if he got sick, being miserable can do that to people.

"Y/N, please not right now..."

"Gundham?"

"What?"

"You want to just go back to bed for a little while?"

".....I have work to do..."

"I can take over for a while."

It's rather surprising just how tired he can get from missing just two hours of sleep.

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In all honesty, you didn't really care if he couldn't stay awake that long. You just wanted him to be a little bit closer to you when midnight hits. Leading you to the very situation you're in right now.

"If I awake with a curse, then you must prepare for the gates oh hell to open."

"I'm sure I can handle you being irritated and sleepy for a day or two."

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Gundham barely made it past 11pm. He was so close to midnight, just an hour longer and he would have made it. Well, if you had kept waking him up he probably would have made it. But that would be mean to just torture him like that.

When he was out cold, that was game over. So the moment he slumped over onto your shoulder lightly snoring, it was time to start wrapping things up. No party poppers, you lowered the volume on the tv so it wouldn't disturb him, moved him to a more comfortable position on the couch, turned the lights out, and covered him with a blanket. The only thing he did while out was shift onto his side to avoid the glare of the tv shinning on him.

As well as let out a small whine of which you will never bring up to him for the sakes of his confidence.

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You moved to sit on the floor and continued to wait for the countdown to commence. It almost seemed like an agonizing punishment with Gundham now asleep, at least the small talk you were doing previously would distract you from the time. You could always play on your phone, watch a YouTube video, check your social media accounts. Anything to distract you from the boredom. Though, if you did, you'd mostly likely become too absorbed in what you were doing and end up missing the count down altogether.

After what felt like forever, the count down finally started, you very quietly started counting back with the closed captioning on the television screen.

"10! 9!"

"8! 7!"

"6! 5!"

Moments like this always seemed to go by way too fast. It was over as quickly as it started really. With that, you gave Gundham a quick peck to the cheek and turned the tv off. The devas had already burrowed into the scarf he forgot to take off, seemingly fast asleep. They did keep their promise, so another victory for them.

"Goodnight Gundham."

"Night."

It surprised you that he responded at all. You though he passed out over an hour ago. You must have woke him up again. You really need to stop doing that, he's such a light sleeper!

=

I tried with this one. It's obviously different than others I've done in the past. I hope you liked it though! Sorry it's shorter than the others, I just couldn't think of a lot to write for Gundham.

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Part 1 of my My Little Pony Au, with pictures :)

in this version of the show, the Mane Six got certain attributes or physical addition from the Elements of Harmony activating when they freed Luna.

this post has the Mane Six and the CMC!

Cloud Dasher - Element of Honesty

Rainbow Dash, now called Cloud Dasher, is a pegasus born to an Earth pony father and a pegasus mother. She was given the nickname "Rainbow Dash" after the events of her Sonic Rainboom.

the lightning marks on her are a direct result OF the rainboom. the speed and impact of her landing left her unable to fly for months; and the rainbow "freckles" showed after the wounds scarred over

her cutie mark is a cloud, because her talent is more related to her sky-clearing job rather than the rainboom itself like in the show

with her being half earth pony, it's hard for her to fly for long periods of time.

the rainbow addition from the elements is her eyes. unfortunately her eyes being rainbow makes it much harder for her to see, which only (unfortunately) amplified the Cloud Crasher/Rainbow Crash teasing.

Twilight Dew - Element of Magic

Twilight Dew Sparkle continues to be Queen Celestia's prized student. she was taken in by Celestia after hatching Spike, and lived in the castle until she graduated. she left to live closer to her parents in Canterlot but still close enough to the castle to get there fast, in case celestia needed her.

her rainbow addition from the elements is the strip on her horn. as a result her magic is ten times stronger than it was, which makes it incredibly difficult to not hurt herself or others with spells.

being full unicorn genetically, its difficult for her to fly long distances at once. it strains her back too much to be safe.

She never wanted to be a princess. She grows old slowly and bitterly. She'd curse her old teacher to the Sun and back if she could.

Fluttershy - Element of Love

Fluttershy is half bat-pony, and half pegasus; so her bones aren't very dense and she's extremely light. she grew up in Cloudsdale, and while she's a very skilled flyer she prefers to walk so it doesn't disturb the birds and butterflies. because of her physical bat trates, shes very tall and intimidating at first glance, but is very quiet and reserved.

she's still extremely sweet and adores animals, but shes less of a .... pushover in this AU. she's not afraid to speak her mind when shes being treated unfairly.

the rainbow on her wings is from the magic of friendship being activated through the element jewelry. it makes her faster than before, and she's now a good race opponent for Cloud Dasher!

Lepidolite Pie - Element of Acceptance

Lepidolite Diane Pie, nicknamed Pinkie for the color of her coat and hair, is the youngest of the Pie family. She's part unicorn and her family originally lived in the Crystal Empire.

They moved to the rock farm when Pinkie was born and the farm and Ponyville are the only homes shes ever known she adores the Crystal Empire and its culture regardless.

her cutie mark is a party popper, because i felt it fit her talent better than just the balloons.

the rainbows in her mane and tail are from receiving her element of harmony; they dont limit her in anything and she loves the contrasting colors

Rarity Selenite - Element of Generosity

Rarity Selenite was born into a family of predominantly pegusi and earthponies, which gave her her name.

her cutie mark is a sewing needle, and she got it a bit after finding the gems. Her talent is more focused on her passion for fashion, and her mark appeared when she was sewing outfits for her and her mom using the gems

her rainbow addition from the elements are the rainbow freckles under her eyes/over her nose. she loves making clothes and accessories that bring out the freckles even more

she made jewelry for herself designed to look like the elements, instead of actually just wearing hers. she tried, don't get her wrong, but that was before Twilight put them in that box for safe keeping.

Applejack - Element of Loyalty

Applejack is the tallest of the mane six, and the strongest at that.

her build is larger and her mane is shorter to fit her job better

her element addition is the speckles on her flank and hind legs. they make her legs a bit stronger than they already were which she definitely appreciates. she's still as hardworking and loyal to her friends as always :)

Scootaloo Rider is an orphan foal who left Cloudsdale when he was very young. He ran away to Ponyville and lived in a small "house" he build himself from stolen materials.

Eventually, he met a unicorn filly who offered to let him stay with her and her sister. Scoot and Sweets were inseparable after that, and after Rarity introduced him to Cloud Dasher he found a new love for stunts and speed. He and Sweets still didnt have their cutie marks so they set out to find them together

Sweets Selenite is Rarity's younger sister, though she was raised more as her daughter. When she found Scoot she begged Rarity to let him stay and given her sister's generous nature it didnt take much convincing.

Her love for music is a huge part of her personality; she's as creative as rarity, just in a different way.

They're still as close as siblings in the finale, working in neighboring classrooms in Twilight's School of Magic together.

Appleblossom is the youngest of the Apple siblings, being raised by AJ and Big Mac. Not much is different about her, she's just as caring and hardworking as she is in the show.

When she's older she has little desire to work on the farm, so she puts the majority of her energy into helping kids at Twilight's School to find their talents, as well as traveling to help her younger cousins find theirs.

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Are You Happy? (Save Them Some Pie)

HAPPY 42ND BIRTHDAY, DEAN!! this is my gift to him for being my comfort person that i would hug on sight if given the chance 💗 love you dude, may you indulge in copious amounts of pie. ~ 1.5k words.

also dedicated to marlo ( @heller-jensen ), jace ( @thiscastielhasflown ) and dee ( @castee-yel ) thanks for bein real ones <3

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The day had already started out weird enough.

Dean had woken up drenched in sweat, mind racing with the last lingering thoughts of a nightmare. A vamp nest that he and Sam had been hunting, Dean dying in the most ludicrous way possible, and driving Baby down a long road for an indiscriminate amount of time in a supposed heaven that his father (his father) also co-habited. Needless to say, the dream had come out of nowhere, but it was easy enough to forget once the smell of bacon made its way into his room.

Breakfast was hardy and quick, with enough coffee to fuel him for the rest of the day as he skimmed the internet for a possible case. He had the itch, but apparently, looking around at the three sleepy faces around him at the table, no one else did.

He packed up anyway, preparing for what would likely be an easy salt-n-burn; he’d be gone for only a few hours, tops. On his way out, Cas stops him before he can scale the stairs, arm gripping his shoulder tightly. There’s a memory, briefly—the same hand, the same shoulder. Blood.

Dean looks down at it. Back at Cas.

“…Yeah?”

After a moment, Cas lets go. He steps back half an inch as if he had forgotten himself. “Just…be careful.”

Dean nods, moving to leave again, taking the awkwardness as both a Cas thing and a morning thing and content to leave it at that. 

“And,” Cas says. Dean turns back.

“Come home.”

//

Dean picks up the phone.

“Hello?”

“Dean, hey! It’s, uh. It’s me. Krissy?”

Dean feels himself begin to smile, mindful of the road ahead of him. He balances his phone on his thigh while he drives.

“Hey, kid! Long time no call. How are you? Everything okay?”

The case had been as easy as Dean had suspected, but he had that familiar muscle ache and heaviness to his eyes that solo cases usually gave him.

Besides that, he was getting a little confused about all of the calls he’d been getting today. Before Krissy, it had been Garth, and before that, Claire and Jody and…

“Uh, yeah, dude, everything’s good. Um. How are you? How’s Sam and that angel of yours?”

Dean swallows to keep from choking, or potentially crashing the car.

“They’re good. Yeah…good.” Alive, he wants to say, back from the dead, probably in the DeanCave watching Scooby Doo without him. “Sorry, Krissy, ah,” he steps off the break to make a left, “I’m actually on my way home right now. Was there something I could help you with?”

There’s a pause, and Dean chances a glance at his phone to see if the call had dropped off. It hadn’t.

“Krissy?”

“I,” she huffs in what sounds like a laugh, “Nothing, Dean. You get home safe, okay?”

“Sure thing.”

“And hey,” Krissy says, before he can say his goodbyes, “Uh, make sure you save some pie for everybody else.”

Dean’s eyebrows furrow a bit, but he laughs. “I will. Take care of yourself.”

“Bye, Dean.”

“Ba-bye.”

//

Dean’s still mulling over the pie comment when he nearly falls down the stairs, squinting into the darkness of the Bunker.

“What the hell?” he asks, voice hoarse around the high note. “Guys?”

When there’s no immediate answer, Dean’s instincts kick in. He pulls out his gun and gently drops his bag, waiting a moment for his eyes to adjust so he can try for the stairs.

Before he can, though, the lights kick back on. His gaze locks onto the scene below, and Dean slowly lowers his gun.

“Happy birthday!” Jack says, the sound of a party horn whining shortly after. Beside him, Cas pulls the string of a party popper, and he jerks as bits of confetti fall around him and into his hair.

Skeptically, Dean starts descending down the stairs.

“You…this…” he manages.

“It’s your birthday, dumbass,” Sam says, swooping forward to slap a party hat on Dean’s head as soon as he’s made the landing. He smiles.

“Oh…kay.” Around them, the Bunker looks pretty normal. The only difference is the array of pies on one of the library tables, next to what looks like home made rice krispie treats, and a couple of birthday-themed plates and napkins. That, and the confetti from Cas’ party popper that litters the floor. “Are you sure?”

Cas frowns at Sam. “Sam was certain. I can’t imagine he’d get the day wrong, but he has had quite severe brain trauma over the years. Perhaps…” Cas reaches out to Sam’s head, probably intent on searching his brain for said trauma, or for the date of Dean’s actual birthday. Sam swats his hand away.

“Hey, no. My trauma is fine. Dean,” Sam redirects his attention to him, “It’s today. Did you really forget?”

Dean shrugs, trying to piece the day together from the beginning. Shitty dream, good breakfast, the three of them weirdly insisting on staying at the Bunker…the calls. Save some pie for everybody else.

He laughs. “So that’s what she meant.”

“That’s what who meant?” Jack asks. He’s wearing a party hat, too, with ridiculous stripes of blue and pink and purple patterned onto it. It matches the one currently strapped to Dean’s own. He shakes his head.

“You’re telling me all of you knew? This whole time? And…and…” He looks around again, pointing vaguely at the table and the confetti. “You put this all together for me?”

Sam shoves his arm playfully. “Course we did. Now quit pouting and come eat some pie.”

//

Sam is fast asleep, sprawled out on the couch hours later with one of his hands brushing the floor. Dean thinks he spots drool on the pillow underneath him. 

Cas has been quiet next to Dean, at least since Jack had disappeared into the kitchen an hour ago and hadn’t come back, thoughtfully tracing the lip of his beer bottle with his finger. 

“Something on your mind?” Dean asks, because he wants to know.

Cas continues unbothered. Scooby Doo reruns play in the background. Dean almost repeats the question, but Cas eventually lifts his gaze to stare at him.

“Are you happy?” 

Dean presses his mouth shut. Licks his lips. He takes just as long to answer.

“You know what,” he smiles. “I think I am.”

Cas smiles back at him, soft and genuine. The skin around his eyes crinkling tells more than the gentle upturn of his mouth. 

Dean swallows, nervously putting his beer down and turning it a few times until his fingers are wet with the condensation. 

“What, uh. What about you?” He swallows again. “You happy?”

What he really wants to ask, though, is if they were good. If, after recent events, they were still the same. If Cas was still fine with “just being.”

He’s quiet again. Dean thinks he deserves that, and tries to pay attention to the TV, but the voice in his head is too loud. Cas has to tap his knee to get his attention again.

“Hm?”

“I was saying,” he moves his hand back, “that I’m sorry I didn’t get you a gift.”

Dean stares at him. “What are you talking about?”

Cas looks confused, like he’s about to repeat what he just said. Dean stops him short with a wave of his hand. 

“Dude, you just got back from the dead, alright? That’s—that’s gift enough to last me a lifetime. Don’t worry about a gift.”

Cas frowns, and Dean rolls his eyes. It’s another few moments of tense silence, until Dean breaks it, his heart pounding in his chest.

“But, uh,” he says, “I might have a gift for you.”

“Dean, we don’t share a birthday. It’s not customary to gift me something, especially when I haven’t given you—“

“Cas,” he groans, officially putting his beer aside and facing him. Cas’ features are lit up with the colors of the TV. Dean reaches a hand up to pluck confetti from his hair, a green piece that he’d been eyeing all night. Hesitating, he lets his hand fall to Cas’ face, smoothing over his cheek and jaw. The TV paints his cheekbone purple. Dean brushes his thumb over it. “Just...shut up and let me do this.” 

Cas tilts his head, eyebrows furrowed in that way of his, and Dean thinks he looks perfect. When he dips forward and presses their lips together, it’s perfect, perfect, perfect. He’s warm, his face is burning, eyes almost watering when he pulls away.

Dean lets his forehead rest on Cas’, heartbeat still crazy. He closes his eyes. “We can have it, Cas. This. We can have this.”

Cas takes Dean’s face in his hands, lifts it a little to bring them face to face again, so that he’s looking into Dean’s eyes.

“I’d like that, Dean,” he says, and his eyes are wet, too. Happy, Dean thinks.

“Your gift to me?” Dean manages, smile wobbly. He’s teasing, trying to bring down the weight of this without getting rid of all of it. He likes this type of adrenaline rush, different from any hunt he’s been on. Better.

Cas smiles. “I think technically it was you that gifted me, but, yes. My gift to you, if you’ll take it.”

“Gladly,” Dean says.

Cas hums back, brushing his fingers through the hair at the nape of Dean’s neck. “Happy birthday, Dean.” He leaves a kiss on his forehead.

Happy. 

Dean thinks, for the first time, as he pulls more confetti from Cas’ hair, that it actually is. 

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NEFELIBATA - Takuya Birthday Special

Masterlist No content/trigger warning. Extreme fluff <3

Takuya had grown upset at the possibility of his birthday being forgotten; especially considering his two childhood friends hadn't even raised so much as a 'happy birthday' to him. It's not like he particularly expected a gift - although it definitely would be nice. Tapping his pencil against the desk, he frowned - (Name) was the most attentive person he knew and even she had forgotten? Maybe he failed in making it known beforehand. At this point, he just wanted to go home and curl up into a ball with the birthday cake his mother had baked him.

Now that he thought about it, Makoto had an obsession with the western zodiacs - he always looked on those weird 'zodiac luckiness' websites. Cancer, that's what Takuya's zodiac was - the zodiac of the crab. His 'aligned' personality was about him being loving and full of emotions - but also moody, suspicious and overprotective. He was not moody, he'd like to believe. The thought made him grumpy-

Ah, wait, that'd be right then.

He mentally groaned as the bell signalling the end of the day sounded, and his phone let out the identifiable ping to tell him he'd received a message. Flipping his phone up, (Name)'s contact popped up.

(NAME)-CHAN Mizo Middle headin' out early - we'll see you later Taku-chan! Byebye!

So they had truly forgotten. Takuya felt himself visibly deflate; there goes his final slither of hope. He shrugged, at least he had all of that cake to himself. He began his journey home; the train ride being oddly silent - usually the group of them would rambunctiously play whilst (Name), Akkun and himself would stare judgingly. Until (Name) got annoyed with all the stares from the elderly people and try to beat them up. For someone who didn't fight, Takuya could admit that the girl punched way too hard.

Coming home to an empty house was normal; his parents worked long jobs to provide for them (he actually appreciated their evening absences because of Kiyomasa and his gang, but he no longer feared any of that). But it felt much more empty as he slipped his shoes off- Wait, those definitely were not his shoes.

Sloppily hidden amongst the eco-friendly tote bags, five pairs of shoes were stacked. Four pairs of messy trainers, and one pair of remotely looked after converses. He nearly laughed - so they were here. A surprise birthday party, he guessed. The idiot trio must've gotten side tracked and, in a hurry, (Name) or Akkun shoved the shoes to the side and threw the totes over them.

Takuya guessed he'd humour them after all their effort. Slipping his indoor slides onto his feet and hanging his bag up on the door, he slowly made his way to the living room - and, upon entering the dark room, the lights suddenly flicked on and the distinct sound of party poppers filled his ears (and kind of scaring him, admittedly).

"Happy birthday!" The collective cheer of each person brought a grin to his face; regardless of the under-planned surprise element, he couldn't contain his smile at the sight. Kazushi, Makoto and Takemichi each had several party hats decorating their heads - almost as if they were trying to imitate a crown. Akkun was off to the side with a bright grin and a party popper in his hand. (Name), however, wasn't in sight.

He was about to open his mouth to ask where she was when someone jumped onto his back, arms around his neck "Happy birthday, Taku-chan!" The familiarly cheery voice made him laugh, and he softly thanked them all. The girl of the group eagerly dragged him towards their paper cut out of a birthday cake laid out on the table, surrounded by gifts.

Takuya slowly opened each of them.

From Akkun, a new controller for his gaming console - the boy explaining it as a 'new' method for everyone to play together, instead of taking turns with one controller. He appreciated it, and smiled softly before gently placing it back in the box (promising that he'd play with Atsushi first and foremost).From Makoto, a porn magazine - he slightly sneered at the gift, and the dumb(est) boy began to whine and cry about how 'Takuya didn't like his gift'. Even (Name) sneered and appropriately smacked Makoto on the back of the head with an apologetic smile towards Takuya. The blonde just shook his head and thanked the boy reluctantly (he had definitely thought more of himself instead of Takuya - but it was funny regardless, both Kazushi and Takemichi seemed to think so, too).From Kazushi, a bunch of notebooks, pens and pencils - explaining it to him as a new hobby to pick up. According to him, Takuya looked like the 'artsy poet' type (admittedly, he couldn't help but agree). He tested the glittery gel pens on one of the note books and grinned - they were extremely pretty, perfect for exam note-taking too. He placed them to the side delicately and expressed his gratitude.

He couldn't help but side-eye Takemichi and (Name). Takemichi was someone who would buy an extremely expensively thoughtful gift - it always made him feel guilty for weeks after, because the determined blonde would never allow Takuya to repay him. And (Name)… he visibly sweated. She had no taste in gift giving, and her gift was probably going to be worse than Makoto's - appropriate, but worse. They all exchanged knowing glances as the girl turned around to push Takemichi's gift towards him.

Takemichi had gotten a choker chain; and, as expected, it looked expensive. On the front, 'TAKUYA' was written in cursive with two ruby colored stones either side - if he remembered ride, a ruby was his birthstone. He almost verbally awed, but, instead, opted for hugging Takemichi tightly with an over-the-top thank you. The bleached blonde looked very happy at Takuya's joy."It's time for my gift now, right?" (Name) cheerily reminded, pushing a large box forward "Don't be surprised; I asked for your parents permission too." What? Takuya rose an eyebrow. Parents permission? Whatever it was, the other four didn't seem to know either - they looked just as confused.

She raced out of the room for a few moments before returning with her head poked around the door, hiding her arms behind the door frame "Don't freak out, we have to be quiet." They all nodded "Promise?"

"Promise." They all quietly spoke, and Takuya could feel himself get slightly giddy. Whatever this was, he was excited - and he hoped he wasn't disappointed (he wouldn't be, regardless, because he'd get to jokingly bully her for a bad gift for the rest of her life). She slowly turned and walked in, and the bundle in her arms nearly sent him into cardiac arrest.

The cutest puppy was excitedly wagging its tail in her grip, adoringly staring at its new friends jovially. (Name) crouched down and softly placed it against the floor, and they all watched as it clumsily stumbled towards the closest human - Takuya himself. Pressing its wet nose against his arm, its little butt wiggled with the force of its tail.

"How- wha- I don't know how to react-" For the first time in a while, the group watched as an awe-stricken and very visibly shocked Takuya brought the puppy into his arms. (Name) laughed and slid to the floor beside him, gently patting the puppy.

"I spoke to your parents the other day before school about it; they said it'd probably do you good, especially with summer break comin' up. Keep you company, and you can go on walks with her." She explained whilst watching as the other four crowded round, each taking a turn at stroking the soft puppy.

"How the hell did you get her here?" Akkun questioned. It made all of them wonder; yeah, how? She had been with them all day, so how on Earth had she gotten a puppy to Takuya's house without them realising?

(Name) snorted "I asked Mikey-chan and Ken-kun to bring her; they put her in your room, in one of those play pens. Cute little thing was fast asleep but woke up straight away when hearing the door open. She was so excited." Takuya was so in love with this adorable creature that had found its new home in his arms "She ain't got a name, so that's up to you." He lit up, and the group laughed at his expression.

"Rocky." The name sent embarrassment into (Name)'s system, as she profusely rejected the name - completely being ignored by a cackling Takuya.

"Huh, what's so bad about Rocky? Rocky-chan is so cute!" Kazushi protested.

"It's Rocky because the last time me and (Name) hung out alone together, she fell into the river because of the rocks." The laughter from everyone was enough to make (Name) hide her face in her hands, muttering a 'I hate you' endearingly under her breath.

With his new friend and playmate in his hands, Takuya could wholeheartedly say... THIS WAS THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER.

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HAPPY TAKUYA DAY!! Honestly, as a character, Takuya grew on me progressively - I didn’t like him much when I first started but he definitely got my heart </3 He’s so pretty and sweet (totally didn't mistake him for Mikey at the beginning lmao) ~

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