#btw I'm like...half joking on the 'liking almost nothing about this game' bit

[imtrashraccoon]

*cough* don’t imagine papyrus x reader please *cough*

Congrats on 200 btw! 🎈🎉📣

I ended up taking a few days off from these requests since I had run out of ideas but I'm back! Thank you! ʕ⁠っ⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ⁠っ

Don't imagine playing a few matches of your favourite online multiplayer game to wind down after work when you're matched with an interesting player. How he seems to have his microphone a bit too loud and how excited he is about mundane features in the game. How you can't help but cringe when he makes a joke that falls flat. How your other squadmates make a few snarky comments that he seems to ignore.

Don't imagine how he sounds a little unsure of himself when the match starts. How you feel a little bad since it's obvious that he's rather new to this game. How you finally turn on your own mic and give him a few suggestions. How you can practically hear the relief in his tone to hear a friendly voice.

Don't imagine hearing the utter surprise of your squadmates when he manages to take out half the enemy team on his own. How they compliment him and how ecstatic he sounds as he celebrates his accomplishment. How you feel so proud of him and how your squad wins thanks to his contributions.

Don't imagine sending him a friend request afterwards or how quick he is to accept. How you start playing together regularly and how his skill improves with each session. How you start to consider him as more than just a gaming buddy but a friend.

Don't imagine the day you ask if he'd like to try communicating outside of the game and how readily he agrees. How he sends you a friend request immediately after your gaming session ends. How you briefly wonder if this is a good idea before banishing that anxiety into the deepest corners of your mind.

Don't imagine messaging back and forth for hours on end. How on more than one occasion you end up laughing so hard that you can't breathe from something silly that he sent you. How you look forward to checking his timeline everyday just to see what he's up to. How you almost worry that your own life is boring by comparison.

Don't imagine the day you're carrying on a conversation with him when you suddenly realize that something's not right. How his punctuation and capitalization are non-existent. How he's frequently using abbreviations and typing in a much less formal way than he always does. How you quickly sus out that somebody has "borrowed" his phone and call them on it. How they fall silent for a suspicious amount of time before your friend abruptly calls you. How you can't help but laugh at his indignation as he explains that his brother stole his phone.

Don't imagine how you end up becoming friends with his brother too. How you both cook up a plan to surprise your friend. How you pretend that nothing is going on at all to his face and constantly lament that you live so far away.

Don't imagine making the journey across the country to meet your friend for the first time. How his brother picks you up from the airport and you have to force yourself to stay calm. Definitely don't imagine the shock and then pure unadulterated joy on his face when you arrive at their house. How he scoops you up and gives you a great big hug. How he nearly spins you around before apologizing for getting carried away. How you assure him that you really don't mind.

First, Previous, & Next Request

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The three types of Genshin Impact Siblings

1. We are/were literally the only people each other have, we probably had/have codependency issues but we’re working on it through becoming friends with the other main characters, we are very different in some ways but at our cores we are the same, we have faced a lot of grief and expectations in our lives, and our bond is incredibly strong. 

2. Fuck you, bitchass. You think I give a shit about you? You’re right but I’m fucking mad about it. Cain instinct bitch, there can only be fucking one. We are literally so distinct from each other that we share maybe like 2 personality traits and maybe loyalty to our designated region but even that’s debatable. Some people don’t consider us siblings. Sibling rivalry. I do not trust you even a little, but you need to tell me everything that you’ve been up to or I’m going to scream. I am going to kill you but if anybody else tries I’m probably gonna lose my mind. I will kill every archon for you. I hate you. Get out of my sight you punk ass loser. Also you owe me 200 mora from when I bought you that toy when we were too young to understand the meaning of money, pay up asshole. No wait don’t pay up I need to hold that over your head the next time we have an argument so that I don’t lose ground when you bring up something I did that was WAY WORSE THAN THAT.  

3. A weird mix of Types 1 and 2, but give them a height difference. 

[jellyfishdooter]

I'm gonna send you a fluff prompt cause that Jackie prompt must have really hurt to write. It was really good btw!!! How about marvin waking up from a nightmare and Jackie comes to comfort him^^ I'm in soft mood as you can tell :3

Aww thanks bean!

OH MY GOD HOW DID THIS GET SO LONG JESUS CHRIST

Uhh- enjoy below the cut!

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Marvin stood in the middle of a fast field of golden grass that seemed to stretch on forever. The sky was as blue as his eyes hidden behind the mask. 

There was no mask, but his eyes remained closed. His face was bare along with his feet. He could feel small insects scurrying across his feet, the soft grain of the grass against his hands. 

The wind shifted and began to gently nudge the human along, swaying the grass to match the waves of the ocean and making his loose hair dance. The smell of fall was crisp on his nose.

Marvin began to walk, blind. Trusting the wind to take him along as he sang along to the song of the earth under his breath. A soft melody of whistling winds and dancing plants, with a strong and deep bassline of heartbeats and thunder.

Thunder. Marvin stopped walking when the wind turned from late summer warmth to a bitter cold. A chill running up his spine with a promise of rain. And as he opened his eyes, bitterly bright lightning flashed across the sky and made him gasp when the promised thunder clapped out after it- like a hunter finally hitting it’s mark after the chase. Rain shot down like needles ripping through his clothes- his skin. 

It hurt! 

Desperate, he looked around for shelter; for salvation. But there was nothing.

Another crack of lightning struck the ground and suddenly there was fire. It ran quickly across the crisp, dry grass and did not seem to be affected by the rain that already burned Marvin’s skin. 

Normally, the human didn’t fear something as trivial as fire. But here, in this place.. He ran. The fire morphed and changed, growing as if it had consumed a city already was chasing the man without fear of losing kindling. The flames laughed cruelly as they licked at Marvin’s heels, forcing him to beat the ground faster. 

But it wasn’t enough. The man was surrounded by fire, and being pelted with knife-like rain that caused millions of tiny cuts to draw blood on his skin. He looked around quickly, turning around and around, desperate to find a way out as the earth beneath him began to char and crumble. The dancing flames deceived his eyes- painting pictures of those he loved to have cruel faces of pure hate and disgust. They got closer to him, the glint in their eyes promising pain.

Marvin cried out as the ground under him gave out, sending him into a freefall into darkness. 

Where bright red strings caught him like razor wire, stopping him from hitting the ground like in the gallows-

Marvin woke up with a shout, bolting upright in his bed as he gripped at his shirt around his heart, willing for it to slow down. He breathed heavily as his eyes darted around the room, quickly taking in his surroundings. 

He told himself he was home in his room- but his brain was still half in his dream world, yelling at him that there is still danger. Tears pricked at his eyes as his mind tore in two, leaving him stunned and unsure what to do other than clutch onto his blankets and try to remember how to breathe.

It wasn’t long until a knock on his door made him almost jump out of his skin. Marvin managed to croak out a meek “Yeah?” and his eyes widened when he saw that Jackie was on the other side of the door. The magician quickly tried to dry his eyes with his sheets but it was pointless, the hero had already seen.

“Can I come in?” Jackie asked in a gentle voice, waiting until Marvin nodded numbly until he entered the magical man’s room. “Nightmare again?” His words were not scolding or tired, but filled with true concern.

Another nod. Marvin carded his fingers through his own mess of hair, not able to meet Jackie’s eyes. Jackie cautiously sat on the bed keeping his movements slow. Marv couldn’t help but bitterly laugh in his mind. The eldest ego was acting like he would shatter any second. Which.. Might have been true in all honesty. Not like Marvin would ever admit that, though. 

“You wanna talk about it, or be distracted from it?” Jackie asked. It was routine at this point. Jackie would ask whether or not Marvin would want to discuss what happened in the dream to get it out of his system. Or the option to take his mind off the dream by just letting Jackie fill his ears with random babble until he got back to sleep or until the sun rose through the window.

“Distraction.” Marvin mumbled, pulling his legs up to sit criss-cross and make room on the bed for Jackie to do the same across from him. Jackie did so, his socked feet poking out from under his legs and he sat up straight to match Marvin, showing off the litterment of scars from saving the day and from his own personal battles. “Can we..” Marv started slow. Jackie had his full attention. “Can we do the, ah.. five things.. Thing?” The magician made a vague gesture in the air with his hand, hoping to get the point across to the hero. 

Jackie blinked, a bit surprised by the request, but wasn’t against it either. “The five senses technique? Yeah sure, Marv. If you think it’ll help.” Marvin nodded and looked across to Jackie, their matching eyes finally meeting. Jackie gave him a warm smile. “Alright.”

They started with a deep breath. Jackie demonstrating for Marvin to follow along to. Breathe in through your nose slowly and hold. Before just as slowly letting it out through your mouth. They repeated this three times before Jackie started to talk again. “Look around the room here. Name five things you can see. Try to be specific.”

The magician looked around his bedroom. He had a lot of things in here. Shelves crammed with dusty leather books and other magical artifacts (and of course things like snow globes, fanart, and a few toy magic kits that he liked to collect). His work desk littered with notes for spells and jars filled with herbs and other things he decided that might be useful later. From his ceiling hung several colorful tapestries and crystals on strings that caught the silver moonlight filtering through his window. His wardrobe stuffed with both expensive, elaborate clothes, and also a selection of simple shirts and jeans. He didn’t even want to think of everything he had crammed in the cupboards and under his bed- 

Marvin stopped himself before his mind got too much further off track. He glanced at Jackie, who was sitting as patient as a saint, before taking another deep breath and clearing his throat. “Well.. I can see my.. My copy of the Player’s Handbook for DnD night.. Um..” He scanned the large dark wood bookshelf just over Jackie’s shoulder, “My magic 8 ball.. A jar of sage leaves I need to replace. The purple geode Chase got me for my birthday. And..” He looked around and his eyes landed on his bedside table- also cluttered with another stack of books and more trinkets. “My rune spoon?” Marvin said with an awkward chuckle, picking up the wooden spoon he got from a fair a few years back for shits and giggles. But came to be one of his favorite tools while working with spells. Gently running his thumb over it, he looks over to Jackie once again.

“Good job!” Jackie cheers softly, keeping his voice low as to not wake up the rest of the house. The walls here were pretty thin unless Marvin put a charm up to deafen the noise during the day. The older ego takes another deep breath, prompting Marvin to do the same before carrying on. “Okay, tell me about four things you can touch around you. Really try to describe how they feel if you can. Heh, seems like you’re already ahead of the game.” He nods to the wooden spoon in the magicians hand and smiles. Not to mock him, gods no. But to show that he really did care and was here for him.

Marv had to take another breath when memories of the burning fire and sharp rain from the dream filled his mind and whispered phantom pains across his arms and feet. “The wood of the spoon is smooth.” He interrupted his own mind from spirling back to the nightmare. “Polished but not sticky with gloss. Uhh,” He set the spoon aside and laid his hands flat on his PJ pants, “Smooth again. But.. more silky and soft.” He moved one hand to the blanket covering his lap and rubbed it between two fingers, “Fluffy. Not really like a cat’s fur but.. Softer. Warm.” Running out of ideas in the moment, Marvin reached up and touched his own dark wavy hair. He grimaced. “Soft but.. Oily. Gross. I need a shower.” He stuck out his tongue in disgust at himself, causing Jackie to chuckle softly.

Another deep breath together. “Halfway there. This one is a bit harder.” Jackie warned gently, “Name three things you can hear.”

The magician paused before letting his eyes slip close so he could focus on the quiet sounds of the sleeping house. “I can.. Hear the traffic outside. Those poor saps who have to get to work at an ungodly hour making the commute.” He chuckled to himself, tilting his head to listen through the walls the best he could. “Chase is snoring in his room.. Or maybe he passed out in the living room? Not sure.” A faint smile played on his lips as he focused once again to listen to the sounds of the room itself. There wasn’t a lot of sound in here… “Your breathing. I can hear your breathing from here.” He opened his eyes again, “And no, that’s not an insult.” 

Jackie couldn’t help but laugh, beaming brightly as Marvin came back into himself again, slowly forgetting his nightmare. “Apology accepted?” He quipped, scooting closer to Marv before taking another breath with him. “I’m here to help with this one. Name two things you can smell.” 

Marvin laughed at the hero, shaking his head but sniffing the air anyway. “Yep. You’re a stinky bastard alright.” He joked, gaining a light-hearted shove from Jackie. “Hah. And..” He looked around a bit before raising his blanket to his nose and taking another long sniff, “My blankets got washed yesterday so they smell.. I dunno, clean?”

“Works for me.” Jackie encouraged, reaching over Marvin to open up his bedside table’s drawer and pull out the other man’s small jar of stashed chocolate drops. “Last one. I’m gonna make it really easy for you.” 

Marvin mocked a scoff, “Excuse me, Sir. But I don’t believe I gave you permission to get your grubby hands on my stash.” 

“Well if you don’t want a fuckin’ chocolate then I’ll just put ‘em back-” 

“Now I never said that. Gimme.” Marv snatched the candy from Jackie’s hand as he held it up and popped it in his mouth with a low hum. “Chocolate. With a peanut center.” He said with his mouth still full, taking the jar back from the other ego and handing him a candy before putting the whole thing away. Jackie gladly took it and popped it in his own mouth with a cheeky grin.

“Feelin’ better, Marv?” Jackie asked once they both finished their sweet treats.

The magical man nodded lazily, his eyes starting to have trouble staying open once again. “Thank you. For.. putting up with…” He makes another vague gesture towards himself and sighs. “All this.”

“I wouldn’t say that.” Jackie said, getting up from his spot on the bed and stretching- making a few bones pop in his back and knees. “I love being able to help you, man. It’s what I’m here for. And you know I’m just next door if you need anything else, right?” 

“I-” Marvin was about to argue. Saying that he didn’t want to be a bother to Jackie or to disturb his sleep. But.. they’ve had this little argument before many times by now… “Thanks.” He simply replied instead as Jackie stopped at the door. 

The hero turned back and gave him another smile, “Of course. Anything for you guys.” And with that, Jackie quietly closed the door behind himself. Marvin stayed sitting up, listening to Jackie return to his own room before settling back into the blankets himself. With a soft smile on his face and the nightmare mostly forgotten, the man slowly closed his eyes and allowed himself to sleep until the morning sun gently woke him up with a warm kiss.

[staycute1234]

I'm a sucker of younger Jimin Pls make hc of Jungkook seeing Jimin grow up and shocked how he became a really pretty and hot dude but since he is still his beloved dongsaeng he tries to deny his feelings and the strong attraction which the mochi sexy won't help since he loves Jungkook not in a brotherly way and he's willing to show him he's not that little innocent Chim anymore ~~btw I LOVE YOU & ur hc always make me happy~~

+ The last time Jungkook saw Jimin was when Jimin was entering highschool.+ Jungkook had moved to college in the US and had to coo and comfort the younger boy who was sobbing at the airport cause he'll miss his Kookie Hyung.+ That was four years ago and Jungkook came back with a design degree.+ Jungkook heads to his parents place and happily hugs his family as his brother ruffles his hair.+ "I know a cutie who would be happy to see his Kookie Hyung again." Junghyun says with a wink. Jungkook just laughs as he shakes his head.+ "I'll head over to the Parks." Jungkook said walking towards the door. The Parks half raised Jungkook so they're basically family.+ Jimins mother squealed as she pulls Jungkook into a hug before pulling back. "Jimin ah! Come down stairs please!" She pats Jungkook's back, "he is studying hard. He loves college but I'm sure he'll be happy to see you."+ "He better." Jungkook jokes "I kinda miss having a duckling following me-"+ Jungkook felt his tounge die as a figure appear at the end of the stairs. + "Kookie Hyung!" Jimin squeals as he runs the small distance while Jungkook stares at him. Jimin jumps and almost tackles Jungkook to the ground.+ "Jimin don't be so rough I'm sure the flight from America was exhausting." "Sorry!"+ Jungkook blinks and just stares at Jimin. Jimin has always been cute but when did the little shit get so beautiful!? Jungkook swallows as Jimin doesn't feel as soft as he did when he was a kid, more tone muscle.+ When did Jimin get so fucking hot?+ "When did you get back Jungkook Hyung?" Jimin asks with a dazzling smile that Jungkook almost choke on nothing "how was America? You're here to stay right? Wanna go look around Busan there are some changes! Let's go to the beach! And-" Jungkook just stared not comprehending Jimin's words but his voice. It's husky yet sweet. H o w ? ? ?+ In the end Jungkook heads back after Mrs Park tells Jimin to go back to studying (Jungkook gets a good view of the younger boys ass) and Jungkook just walks in a daze.+ Jungkook figure Jimin would grow up in these four years, but he didn't expect him to be so... gorgeous. When Jungkook voices this to Junghyun his brother laughs.+ Jungkook promptly tries to ignore his new attraction to Jimin who seems to be more mature in more then just looks. Jimin speaks easily to strangers and knows how to pay for certain Jungkook didn't know.+ But Jimin was still like his lovely Jimin in the past. Eyes glowing in wonder and he clung to Jungkook's arm while pouting over things hw wants.+ Jungkook is fucked he figures.+ Jungkook decides to pick Jimin up from college one day. Jungkook sees he is gaining a lot of attention (not unusual he is one hot bro) as he walks around the campus to find the dance building.+ Jungkook spots Jimin leaning against a wall while a small crowd is around him. Jimin is smiling and batting his eyes making the crowd swoon. + "Jimin." "Kookie Hyung!?" Jimin breaks away from the crowd and hugs Jungkook. Jungkook sees the cold stares of jealousy from the other students. "Let's go Minnie." "Ok, by guys!"+ Jungkook and Jimin start eating at a small cafe when Jungkook fingers his cup. "You seem to have quite the following." "Yeah, but that's only because Seokjin Hyung spilled how good I ride dick now everyone wants a piece."+ Jungkook chokes on his noodles as he looks at Jimin who calmly eats his own.+ "W-what!?" Jungkook stutters while Jimin looks up with his doe eyes. Jimin smiles with a soft blush. "Well, Seokjin Hyung is very handsome and I may have been a bit drunk. Seokjin says he never had someone ride him like I did and couldn't stop talking about it so now guys follow me around. Then I slept with Yoona Noona and she said my stroke game was good so that's why I have girls following me."+ Jungkook just stares at Jimin as Jimin just stares back curiously. + "The fuck...how?" Jungkook asks. Jimin shrugs with a smile "I had to entertain myself while you were gone."+ Jungkook refuses to admit his jerk off to that sentence later on that day.