#dear dm pls give him back

[trispriart]

Birds of a Feather (Light)

apparently I never posted this one >_> my dm sent me a tiktok ft this scene from kh3 and I couldn't not think of these two. unfortunately this was before the crow got kidnapped to never be seen again but you know. it was fun while it lasted.

[ciaoteamo]

Lost Girl

pairings: Captain James Hook x f!reader

summary: Following Pan with your siblings has either got to be the best or worst idea you've had yet.

(A/N): this is how long every story with a part 2 would be if i didn't break them up😅 a request from my DM's, enjoy :) also i didn't spell check so bare with me pls

warnings: 18+ content

further warning: dirty talk, breast kink, pet names, creampie

It was one of the more warm nights in London. And there was the perfect cool breeze make your curtain dance gracefully.

You'd decided to open your window for a while and enjoy the sound of nature. You definitely needed the peace after playing with the younger kids all day.

You were the oldest of the bunch and only had your own room because your father practically kicked you out of the nursery. You were upset initially, but it wasn't as if you'd left your home.

Your eyes were growing heavy, and the noise arounnd you was lulling you into your dreamland. That was however until you hear...

THUMP...

THUMP...

CRASH!

You quickly sat up from your bed and rush out of your room and up to your siblings room.

You swing the door open with fret and your jaw drops with what you saw.

"what in the world is going on in here?" You look frantically left and right, trying to take in the scene.

Toy's were absolutely everywhere. Your father, on the ground, seemingly looking stressed and angry. Your mother, dressed beautifully for their evening out, and Nana balled in the corner of the room.

Everyone (excluding father) rushed over to Nana, showering the poor dog in hugs and kisses.

"poor Nana?!" Your father asks in disbelief. "this is the last straw, OUT! OUT I SAY" He came over and grabbed Nana by her collar, dragging her out of the room without another word.

Your mother shook her head in disappointment and looked over at you.

"(Y/N), could you help me tuck in the little ones?" She starts to tuck Wendy in. You assist her, tucking in your brothers and adding extra blankets in case they got cold.

Your mother talks to you all for a bit and goes to close the window, Wendy speaks up before she could lock it.

"oh, don't lock it, mother! He might come back!"

"him?!" Your mother raises an eyebrow and you chuckle.

"peter pan! see, i found something that belongs to him.."

"oh? and what's that?"

"his shadow"

"shadow?"

"mm, Nana had it. but i... i took it away" Wendy yawns out.

"oh? yes, of course... goodnight dear" Your mother retreats out of the door, you say goodnight aloud as well but when you go to leave, she places a hand on your arm.

"(Y/N) dear, could you please keep an eye on the children for me? With Nana being outside, i'll feel uneasy without you in here" She places a hand on your cheek.

"as long as you bring back my favorite sweets" You smile. She chuckles and kisses your cheek.

"i promise, dear. see you tomorrow" She gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze and rushes down the hall to your impatient father. You close the door and slip into Michael's bed since he was the smallest.

You close your eyes and tuck yourself in well, drifting off into slumber.

You wake when you hear music from the nursery music box playing.

"tink! shh!" You hear someone whisper before the music stops. Your heart starts thumping. You stay still not knowing what to do. Why did you mother leave the window unlocked? This could be a burglar.

You flinch at the sound of a thud a decide to finally sit up. A boy in green was fighting someone... or something?"

The fight however stopped and the boy was turned around and tending to something on his shoe. How in the world could you possibly sneak the children out?

Maybe you could strike him over the head with a -

"Peter Pan!" You hear Wendy say. You and the boy snap your heads toward her. That's when he finally noticed and realized you were in the room.

The boy look terrified of Wendy as she scrambled towards him. This was your first time ever seeing this Peter Pan that your siblings always wanted you to read about.

Does this mean Santa is real?

Peter was speechless, hurriedly rubbing what look like soap on his foot.

"you cant stick it on with soap, peter!" Wendy took the soap and turned on the lamp. "it needs sewing, thats the proper way to do it"

You close your eyes and take a moment to blink, just to grasp the situation at hand for a moment.

Wendy was still talking Peters ear off, and sewing his literal shadow to his shoe.

"girls talk too much" He cut into her story.

"yes, girls talk too m-... oh." Her smile fades at the realization. You gently toss the covers off of you and walk towards the two.

"excuse me boy, why are you in our house? and Wendy, this is a stranger, you know better!"

"oh but (Y/N), this is Peter. from our stories!" Wendy halts her sewing and shoves a book into your arms. You open it and see the poor handwriting and green boy on practically every page.

"this can't be..." You say to yourself in shock.

"no, this still doesn’t explain why you're here?" You frown your eyebrows.

"for my shadow of course! the dog jumped at me while i was in the window and grabbed it"

"well, what were you doing at the window?" You and Wendy ask in sync.

"i was listening to your stories?"

"but all of our stories are about you" Wendy replied. Which was true. You were 3 years older than Wendy, making you an adult now. But you never did stop reading and creating new stories for your siblings.

You never thought those stories were true though, you just heard of the story of Peter Pan and made your own bedtime stories from there.

"of course! thats why i like em, i tell em to the lost boys" He nodded and began to play some sort of small instrument.

"the lost boys?... oh! i remember, they’re your men!" Wendy says and makes the last stitch.

"uh-huh" Peter jumps up and looks at his shadow on the wall.

"i'm so glad you came back tonight. i might never have seen you"

"why?" He asks, still making goofy gestures.

"because i have to grow up tomorrow"

"grow up!?" He whips around.

"tonights my last night in the nursery" Wendy says with a sad look.

"oh Wendy, maybe father doesn't mean it. I didn't leave until i was 14" You add.

"no, i'm sure of it. father never breaks his promises, good or bad."

"you're right... well it won't be so bad, me and you sharing a room" You try to make her feel better.

"i guess you’re right..."

"so that means... no more stories?" Peter asks.

"mhm" Wendy hummed, on the verge of tears.

"no! i wont have it" Peter exclaims. "come on" He grabs her hand and starts to pull her toward the door.

"wait a second! she isn't going anywhere with a strange boy!" You tug Wendy toward you.

"He's not strange, he's Peter Pan! And that would be wonderful but... what would mother say?" She contemplated.

"mother? what mother?" Peter crossed his legs.

"a mother is someone to cares for you and loves you and tells you stories and nurture-"

"great! you can be our mother" He grabs her again but she stops on the window seat.

"well i'd have to pack and get changed and leave a note.. and i can't stay for too long and then i'll have to... oh but it's Neverland" Wendy smiles and turns.

"oh, i'm so happy, i think i'll give you a kiss"

"what's a..a kiss?" Peter asks.

"i'll show you" Wendy starts to walk toward him and you grab her.

"oh no you don't" Shimmering dust rapidly flew around and you start swatting.

"Tink, stop!" Peter says, using his hat as a net to catch the fast speck.

"John, John! wake up, he's here!" Michael says excitedly and crawls out of bed.

"huh...?" John gets up and puts on his glasses and gasps loudly. "jiminy!"

"what in the world was that?" Wendy asks, holding her hear and looking around.

"i think it was a bug of some sort" You answer, not too sure of it yourself.

"Tinker Bell. Don't know what got into her" He says, peeking into his hat and examining whatever it was inside.

"hello Peter Pan, i'm Michael!"

"and my name is John, how do you do?"

"hello" Peter greets.

"oh! look a firefly" Michael opens the hat

"a pixie!" Wendy corrects him.

"amazing!" John adds.

"i haven't gotten you're name yet!" Peter leans in your direction. You were standing closer to see this Tinker Bell.

"(Y/N)" You simply say.

The fairy shakes her head and makes bell noises, raising question in Michael. "what's she doing?" He asks.

"talking"

"what did she say?" Wendy asks.

"she says you're a big ugly girl" He chuckles and she laughs along before realizing. "oh... well i think she's lovely" Wendy compliments to the angry creature.

"well come on Wendy, let's go!" Peter walks toward the window and Michael grabs Wendy's hand.

"where are we going? He asks.

"to Never Land! Peter's taking us"

"Us?!" You and Peter ask in unison.

"Wendy, we’re not going anywhere with this boy!"

"but how could i go without you all?"

"when i said "we" i meant we" You point to all of your siblings.

"(Y/N), please!" Michael begs, tugging onto your night gown.

"i'm sorry, Michael, no" You sigh.

"just think about it a little, (Y/N), it could be fun!" John urges.

"or dangerous! i can't risk it"

"(Y/N), it's my last night in the nursery... you remember what that was like! please come with us, it'll only be for a short while, right Peter?"

"sure thing!"

As if you needed any reassurance from Peter. If anything he almost ruined her resolve. But she was right. You remember having to leave behind your siblings and grow up, it was no fun.

You at least would like them to have a fond childhood memory.

And that's exactly why you’re flying hundreds if not thousands of feet up in the air. The view of the morning was beautiful, the sky was pink and the water was still.

"oh Peter it's just as i dreamed it's be... oh look, John there's Mermaid Lagoon!" Wendy exclaimed.

"by Jove! and the Indian encampment !"

"oh look! there Captain Hook and the pirates!" Michael pointed our cheerfully.

A canon fires and Peter tosses Michael behind to save him.

"look out!" He ducks. "Tink, you take them to the hideout and i'll draw off Hooks fire!" Tink pouts and starts to fly ahead.

You all quickly rush to follow her but she was going too fast. "Tinker Bell, you're going to fast for us!" Wendy called out. The fairy sped up. "Tinker bell!"

Another canon fires, causes a nearby bird with missing feathers to crash into you, knocking you off of your course. You were dizzy from all of the spinning that the incident caused.

You were starting to feel sick. "W..Wendy? John?" You quietly called out, the world was still spinning around you. You could only make out the Island.

You do your best to safely fly down, but you have a rocky landing, sending you tumbling and hitting your head on a tree. You groan and everything goes black.

~~~~~~~

"oh? and how might a half-whit such as yourself go about Finding Pan? hm?" You hear a man rhetorically ask.

"w-well cap'm i'd say we go-"

"I COMMAND YOU TO GO AND GET THE PRINCESS, SMEE!" The man cut the other off and you heard whoever it was scatter.

You wince at the yelling, head still throbbing from earlier, and crack your eyes open a bit to examine your surroundings.

"where am i..." You ask, more to yourself.

"you, darling, are on the Jolly Roger"

"Jolly... Roger? that's a silly name" You go to reach for your head only to discover your bound wrists.

"silly? i won’t let a girl out in her nightgown talk down on my ship"

"oh, your ship? is that why you were yelling at that poor man?" You raise an eyebrow.

"you dare stick your nose in the business of Captain James Hook, girl? why i oughta make you walk the plank, hm?" He takes his hook and lifts your head with it, the cold metal made your skin tingle.

With him being so close, you could finally see him in his entirety. He was tall, had long and curly black hair, sported a mustache and a (somewhat) clean shave.

He looked great in his coat, it hugged him perfectly around the waist. You swallow thickly, imagining sinful things.

You were so distracted that you hadn't noticed that he didn't move away yet. You look up at his eyes and slightly move your head.

"that um... that’s too bad then" You clear your throat.

"hm?~ what’s too bad?" He asks, tone completely different from before.

"making me walk the plank.." You quietly remind.

"yes.. oh! yes! you're a lucky lass, you. i'm sure Pan will be here in no time, looking for you" He makes a pleased expression and tugs on his mustache.

"and if he doesn’t?" You challenge.

"then i guess i'll have you all to myself" He grins at you, showing off his gold tooth and sending a buzz down your spine.

"well, be back in a bit, and i suggest you don't disturb me crew with any shouting" He slams the door behind him, making your head tingle again.

You look around what looked to be his office. He had maps with markings and shiny collectables littered everywhere. Books and papers piled on the desk, it looked like he was making another map.

You sigh and close your eyes, hoping that Peter would eventually find you. You knew this was a bad idea.

~~~~~~~

"SMEEEEEE!" You hear the pirate scream out. You didn’t know when you'd fallen asleep, but you did.

"keep calm cap'm, i'm comin!" Smee calls out.

You hear screaming, and the sound of a ticking clock. Your curiosity was getting the best of you, making you want to go outside.

"okay, (Y/N), think of a big house... lovely animals... Nana" You close your eyes and feel yourself floating. You get closer to the desk and reach for the small knife on the edge.

Just as you had it in your grasp, the door swung open, making you fall onto the floor and cut yourself.

"ouch!" You groan, though no one heard you. Smee rushed in behind the hysterical Captain and placed a towel on his head and a bucket under his feet.

"oh Smee... he almost got me" You heard the mans lip quivering. You tried to sit yourself back up while the men were distracted.

"i know i know cap'm, you rest and we can go back out for Pan tomorrow" Smee cooed.

"b-b-but"

"be right back cap'm!" Smee left.

"blast that Peter Pan.." He grumbled. You kept quiet and he suddenly sat up, looking around. "the girl, where is she?" He looked around the room before finally spotting you near the desk.

"why you-" He winced at the sound of banging on the door. You both flinch and the constant loud noise and he gets up angrily.

He swings the door open and is hit on the head with a hammer by an unaware Smee.

He staggered back, losing his footing and landed back in his chair.

Smee came in with a smile and a tea pot. "oh, cap'm! it's good t see you smiling again" Poor man must’ve been knocked silly.

"you know, there's trouble brewin on the island. women trouble" Smee starts. "I wouldn’t want this to go any further, but supposedly Pan banished Tinker Bell.."

Well, this was new to you.

He began pouring the water into the buckets beneath his feet, you scrunch your face up, knowing how hot it must be. "um, Smee, was it?" You clear your throat.

"yes dear?" He asks, still pouring.

"i think that water's a bit too hot..."

"oh of course not, the cap'm hasn't said a peep abou-"

"wooooah!" The captain jumps up. He immediately grabs Smee by the collar. "well you doddering imbecile, i... did you say Pan has banished Tinker Bell?" He quesriones.

"aye aye, cap'm. that he has" Sme stumbles out.

"but why?"

"well on a count of Wendy, cap'm. Tink tried to do her in, she did. Tink's terrible jealous" Your jaw dropped at the news. Tink tried to kill your sister?

"well well" James taps his chin in thought.

"thats why we ought to leave, cap'm. this ain't no place for a respectable pirate." Smee dusts his shirt and puts his nose in the air.

"that's is, Smee! that's it!" James smacks Smee on the back, sending the poor man to the ground.

"i'm glad you agree cap'm" Smee adjusts his glasses.

"quick! me coat." The captain casts his blanket aside. "me best dress coat!"

"aye aye sir, the sooner we gets going, the better!" Smee rushed to grab the coat.

"ah yes, a jealous female can be tricked into doing anything. my case of hooks!"

"aye aye sir!" Smee grabs a small purple box near you and hold it out to the captain. "here you are, sir. your Sunday set, sir"

"If we impress the pixie, convince her we're eager to help her, the wench may chart our course, to a certain hiding place.."

"our best hiding place is the Spanish main sir, i'll set our course- oh!" Smee is snatched up by Hook.

"and where do you think you are going?" Hook asks with a cheeky grin.

"to tell the boys we sails with the tide, sir"

"you will go ashore, pick up Tinker Bell, and bring her to me." Hook drops Smee square on the head. "UNDERSTAND?" He shouts.

Smee blabbers out an "aye aye, sir" and quickly rows away.

"ah, looks like things are looking rather good for me lately"

"excuse me?" You speak up. He breaks his longing gaze at the ceiling and raises an eyebrow at you. "if you don't mind me asking, why exactly are you looking for Peter?"

Maybe it's because you haven't heard any new stories in years, but you didn't know why he would be out to kill Peter.

"it's not my fondest memory with that cursed Peter Pan... he cut off me left hand and fed it to a crocodile!" He touched his golden hook. "it still follows me, trying to take the rest o me to this day"

You ball your lips, fighting back your chuckle. "you must take good then, no?" You question, now crossing your legs.

"oh you think it's funny, aye?" He smirks. You expected him to blow up at you, so your smile faltered at his response. You only swallow, unsure of what to say.

"say, i'm in a good mood, i'll turn you loose for the time being" He walks up and reaches behind you, untying your wrists.

He hums and grabs your wrist. "how'd this happen, my gem?" He asks, holding your cut hand with his hook and carefully pulling back the long sleeves of your dress with his hand.

"and no that i think of it how did you manage to get from there, to here?" He asks, walking behind his desk and grabbing a gauze.

"i um... flew?" You ask more than answer.

"you must’ve hit your head pretty hard" He asks, gently wrapping your hand.

"it's the weird truth" You shrug, thankful to be able to move your arms again.

"do you drink?" He opens a chest and pulls out a glass bottle with dark liquid inside. He pinches two glasses between his fingers and carried the bottle over in his arm.

He set everything down and turned your chair to the desk.

"i've only tasted a few wines" You answer. "and thank you"

He pours you a shot amount and gets himself a full glass.

"for what?" He asks. You lift your hand and he waves you off. "that was common decency"

You pick up your glass and catch a whiff of the drink, immediately scrunching up your nose. You take a small sip and you're greeted with a burning sensation.

"this is very... unpleasant, to say the least" You frown.

"yeah, it definitely isn't for a lass like yourself, i'll tell you that much" He takes a sip from his cup.

"oh please, i could finish this... it just take time, that’s all" You brace yourself for the second sip.

"if you say so, missy"

"(Y/N)." You say sternly.

"apologies, (Y/N)" He says coyly.

~~~~~~~

"and so i say, what do you mean that's Peter Pan? i never met the boy before, i thought he was a figment of our imagination."

"i wish that wretched boy was only a tall tale. he's nothing but a pain in my arse"

Hook was leaning back in his chair, holding his 1/4 filled bottle. You were sitting on the desk, legs faced away from the man to not give him a peek under your gown.

You lazily hold your hand out and he hands you the bottle. "you know, you’re a lot quieter now"

"and you’re more talkative" He retorts. You tilt your head back and waterfall some of the beverage, spilling a bit of it on yourself.

"aye... aye!! that's me best rum that you're wastin!" He grabs the bottle from your hands.

He was close, so close that your noses were almost touching.

"sorry, Captain" You say in a teasing manner.

"it's quite alright, it's been put to better use this way, no?" He asks, looking down at your neck. "may i?"

You dazedly looked at his lips, making out his words as best as you could in your state.

"yes... you may" You nod. You didn't know what he was asking permission to do but you weren��t going to question it.

His eyes glance up at you for a moment as he stood up, only to look back down again and reach out.

He undid the bow that held your dress together at your chest, showing your cleavage.

"kiss me" You squeaked out. "please.."

He quickly granted your wish, a hand coming up to gently hold the back of your head.

The kiss was hungry and rough, from the both of you. You didn’t know his reason, maybe it's that he's a pirate. But you've wanted his lips on yours since you've saw him.

You found him charming in the, embarrassing kind of way. You wondered how he of all people became captain.

The kiss calmed down a bit and he took the opportunity to glide his tongue across the slit of your mouth, making you open in surprise.

"mmf!" His tongue slithered him, tasting of Rum and something sweet. You hold his arms and pull away from the kiss catching your breath.

"do you not have to breathe??" You ask in between breaths.

"why are you holding your breath? breathe through your nose" He says lowly, bringing you into another kiss.

This time, you took his advice, breathing through your nostrils. "better, right?" He states more than asks.

The top of your dress fell from your shoulders and to the crease of your arms during the heated make out sessions. Hook slid his arms along yours, dragging the dress off along the way.

Your breasts were exposed to the cool air, giving you goosebumps and making your nipples harder than they already were. Hook takes notice of this and chuckles to himself.

"a bit cold, hm?" He places the pad of his thumb over one and rubs circles around it.

"mhm" You bit your lip. His calloused palms caressed the soft flesh of your torso in a massage.

"almost forgot about me rum.." He mumbles before attaching his lips to your neck, giving you kitty licks as he made his way lower. "tastes better on you" You feel him smirk onto your skin.

"oh really?" You utter. Your breath hitches in your throat once you feel his warm lips wrap around one of your nipples.

You moan and tangle your fingers in in his thick hair, tugging at it lightly. "oh how soft you are, my jewel..." His breath ghosts over your now wet bud.

He shows the same affection to your other nipple, let it go with a 'pop'. You were very sensitive now, firm and ready to be touched again.

"how often are you told how pretty you are, missy?" He carefully slips the remainder of your dress down your legs. Your underwear was soaked in your arousal, only making the cheeky pirate grin harder.

"technically speaking... i'd say almost everyday" Your heart races in your chest as he slips his shiny hook beneath the damp cloth and moves it down your thighs.

"mm..." He kisses your inner thigh and your back slightly arches. "that's not nearly enough for a pearl like yourself..." His lips came closer and closer to where you wanted them with each kiss.

"what do you mean?" You ask out of curiosity. He pauses for a moment, looking up with pure eye contact.

"i would tell you every hour of the day~" Your cheeks heat and you put a hand over his face.

"oh shut it" You say bashfully and he chuckles, removing your hand and planting a tender kiss upon your knuckles.

"it is the truth" His fingers slip between your folds, making you gasp and grab his wrist.

He stops and looks at you, waiting for a look of reassurance. "would you like to stop here?"

"will it hurt?" You ask, started to feel the weight of the situation.

"do you trust me?"

You only nod. You let go of his hand and he starts to skillfully rub your clit. You bite back your moans, letting out only a sigh.

You made the mistake of exhaling through your mouth just as he began teasing your slick entrance. Eliciting such sweet moans for the Captain Hook.

His hands grab yours and slide them up to your chest. "try touching yourself here, my sweet" He suggests. You place the palms of your hands over your breasts and awkwardly squeeze them with a giggle.

"like so.." James reaches out and just barely rubs your nipple, making your lower back tingle.

You copied his movement and hummed at the new feeling. He puts you unoccupied hand back and lowers his head between your legs again.

This time however, he put your legs over his shoulders. You felt your lips being spread and something soft, warm, and fast brushing over the bundle of nerves.

Your legs immedeitly try to close on him, but he keeps them open. Your hips rocked in sync with his tongue and beads of sweat formed at the intensity.

"you taste phenomenal... i could do this all day.." His low voice vibrated through you, sending your hand flying to his hair and gripping the thick locs harshly.

One last and low "mm~" from James, and you were over the edge, subconsciously holding his face as close as possible to you while you rode out your high.

You collapsed on the table, back flush against the wood. Hook peered over you with a grin. And his hand searched your body again.

"you're so perfect, a true diamond" Hook smiles, dragging his cold hook along your still hard nipples. He slipped a finger into you, making you gasp again, but this was one that he caught with a kiss.

You moaned into his mouth while his finger went deeper and deeper into you. The previous orgasm allowed him to slide the digit in with ease, letting him know to add another finger.

He deepens the kiss as he slides the second finger in. Going in and out of you at an insane pace. Your arms wrap around his neck and you break from the kiss for a second just to roll your eyes and hang your head.

"it feels so good..." Your voice broke.

Not long after your statement, you came undone, shaking violently with a broken moan. "oh James~" You pant, feeling winded.

"what is it, darling?" He asks with a voice full of sultry.

"this is crazy" You look up at him.

"it's about to get even crazier"

~~~~~~~

You were pretty sure you moans were ringing throughout the ship. Poor crew mates weren't getting any sleep tonight. The sound of James's thighs sticking to the bottom on yours.

A mix of his and your cum making a mess between the two of you. He would probably fill you to the brim if you let him.

James's eyes fixed on the way your breasts bounced with every one of his powerful thrusts, and more importantly, the new deep sensational feeling between your legs.

His back rested against his large purple chair, and his hips thrusted into you like there was no tomorrow.

"James i'm gonna- shit!" Your eyes squeeze shut as you experience your 3rd and final orgasm in this position. You were spent.

"gem~" Hook called out.

"hm?" You lazily look down at him.

"i need one more favor from you, if your up for it~"

~~~~~~~

"shit... just like that" His eyes peer into you as he watches you, making you feel even more naked than you are if possible.

You were sitting in the chair now. Squeezing your boobs around this mans aching penis while he jerked his hips towards you.

You curiously stick your tongue out, being greeted with the salty tase and soft feeling of his tip.

He let out a sound almost like yours and started bucking forward. You kept licking and squeezing and he kept letting out something like a whimper, it was cute.

"oh... i'm cumming" His large arms grab on to the head of the chair and he cums on your lips and chin. His eyes were low and tired.

"i could tell that felt good" You tease.

"oh better than you could imagine" He wipes your chin and kisses you once more. But he could feel a smile tugging at your lips.

"what is it?" He smiled back.

You shrug and slump into the chair. "I strangely feel happy"

"it's not strange, i feel happy too, love" He reassures and your cheeks heat.

"okay where's your bathroom? I need to get clean" You ask, escaping the enclosure of his arms holding the chair you were inn.

"you don't want to go there to get clean, us pirates use mother nature" He answers. He grabs his jacket and his button up and walks over to the office door.

His head was on a swivel, making sure no one was up. He beckoned you to follow him, so you did. He tosses down a ladder and began climbing down into the water.

You peek over the edge and see nothing but still, open water. It as sparkling from the moonlight. You take a few steps back and jump. Letting out only a yelp instead of the scream that fought to errupt.

You swim to the surface and wipe the water from your eyes.

"you'd fit right in with me crew" He shook his head. "those crazy bastards"

"you should try it sometime" You shrug. You start you dip yourself deeper into the water, rubbing your arms and face to scrub them clean.

You hear a faint Tick- Tok, in the distance. You look around with your eyes narrow, as if it would help you see further.

"do you hear that hook?" You ask.

"hear what?" He goes quiet. You see constant ripple coming toward you and look in his direction to see him shaking.

"are you okay?"

"s-s-s-smee... Smee" The Tick-Tok grew louder. and you turn to see a crocodile. Your heart races in your chest and it swims toward you.

You try to swim away but it catches up, and fast. You just knew you were going to die, hoping for a nice eulogy at your funeral, but it swam past you, licking its lips.

It wanted James, James almost jumped out of the water when he realized. "SMEEEEEE"

[fieldsofwriting]

How do you think the love interests would react to an accidental love confession from the farmer? Like during a Friday night they just BLURT it out in front of everyone?

Anon, I answered this ask in full almost. And then Tumblr crashed on my computer and I lost it ALL. I am foaming at the mouth. I can't remember all of what was written so pls enjoy these two I could actively remember but let me know if you want more!

Ryis:

The last thing that anyone at the Inn had expected was to be so involved with the D&D campaign that happened at the table by the door. Truly, it hadn't been on the docket to basically watch it unfold for the entirety of Winter but where the Farmer was involved the whole town loved to watch them.

Eiland sat as the DM, then Balor the rouge, Ryis the Druid, Brad the Bearded Bard made his return with his daughter- Brightclaw at his side. And you, the fighter. Currently the store was at the climax of it all- with the spring air just looming around the corner it was almost time to switch off on someone else's campaign. But as you and the rest of your party entered the lair of the big bad you'd been hunting the last thing you were expecting was for Ryis to fall.

The party had, for lack of a better word, gotten thier asses handed to them. Brightclaw was knocked out on the ground, Brad the Bearded Bard was trying to help her get back up. Balor was knocked down, but still valiantly trying to get back up. And Ryis. Ryis in his final act had given the last of his health to get Balor back up. He had tried not to focus on the way your eyes watered and you pleaded with him out of character to not do it. But as Balor gets up and manages to get the final blow in an Epic victory, Eiland starts to narrate again.

"Ryis, as you take your final breaths, is there anything you wish to say?" He asks giving his friend a smile.

You rapidly flip through your spells and items trying to stop this- you couldn't- even if it was fake you couldn't loose Ryis like this. As your eyes land on one of your spells you gasp, slamming your hands on the table as you stand. "I cast Summon Deity!"

Eiland blinks, looking to Ryis who gives a nod to let you do this. "Which deity do you wish to summon then?"

"The God of Death!" You say frantically. "I want to plead with him to save Ryis." Eiland gives you a nod to continue. Taking a deep breath, you nod. "Dear God of Death please spare my party member."

Eiland raises an eyebrow, "And why should I?" He asks you.

"Because! Ryis doesn't deserve his end here! He can not die here! This isn't how it was supposed to be! Ryis is kind, selfless, compassionate! He likes to have ice coffee every Saturday! He thinks that watching the birds fly and sing is cool! He likes to make birdhouses and put them all over Mistria! His fate shouldn't be dying here- even then! He gave the last of his health to help defeat evil. Is that not admirable? Is that not thing you should reward?" You plead.

Eiland smirks, knowing exactly what he was doing. "You sound as if you're in love with him."

"I am!" You rush, "I love him so much, and I can not bear to be without him. Please!" Eiland grins raising a hand.

"Your request is granted." He nods, looking over Ryis. And then it hits you. You just admitted that you were in love with him. In front of everyone. While playing D&D of all places. Ryis joins you in standing from across the table.

"As I feel my life coming back to me, I reach out my hand and take y/n's. Looking into her eyes, I say that I love you too." The Inn erupts into cheers causing you and Ryis to startle before breaking out into laughter.

"Hear that Joise! You owe me twenty Ters!"

Celine:

Friday night at the Inn were also fun. And they were especially fun when all of the younger single townsfolk gathered together to drink. It wasn't often that it happened but every now and again it was something you would all sit at the bar and do- it often left Hemlock very entertained.

But now, as you all sat and started chatting you were sharing the worse pick up lines that you had ever heard. Giggling at how awful they were with each other. "Ugh! We once had a guy where who did that dumb 'is your dad a baker? Cause you've got nice buns pun to me." Reina says with an eyeroll as she tips her head back to drink. The rest of the girls groan in unison.

"Shouldn't the line be about your mother? Considering she was the one who was pregnant?" Adeline says with a frown and crease in her brow. Celine pats her shoulder.

"Don't think about it too hard." She smiles, "And as much as that sucks. I do wish I had at least one of those stories." She sighs, "No one has said something like that to me." Celine frowns a little, her pout adorably cute.

"Wait- you've never been hit on?" You asks with a gasp. "That just seems like a crime." Your friends go a little quiet as they process what you had just said, but in your slightly tipsy state you continued to blabber on. "I mean, seriously. You're like the cutest person ever. I can give you a good pick up line-" You lean over, wrapping an arm around her chair. Not realizing the way that her face flushes as she watches you intensely. "Are you a rose? Because you're making my heart bloom."

Sighing, Orlic gets up. "Okay c'mon Y/N lets get you home." He smiles as he helps you, "Hemlock's orders."

In the morning, you wake up with a raging headache and a...banging in your head? Getting up to see the sunlight shining in you blink as you realize the banging isn't just in your head. Hopping out of bed to open the door, Celine stands there with a bright red blush looking anywhere but you. "H-hello y/n...uhm...do you remember last night?"

Opening the door more you nod, silently offering for her to come inside. "Of course I do. Why? Should I not?" You ask with a raised eyebrow as you go to make some coffee.

"W-well you hit on me." She stammers out.

"That is what people who have crushes tend to do with the person they have a crush on, do." You smirk.

She stands there before blinking rapidly. "I- you-" She lets out a sigh as she rushes over and wraps her arms around you. "I like you too." She breathes. Letting out a quiet laugh you hold her tightly. Happy that it has turned out for the best.

A/N: I can definitely do the others- but like I said Tumblr crashed and I wanna throw hands. But anyways, I hope you enjoyed!!

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#5

Um hello I’m kinda new here… I found your emergency requests on someone else’s blog and I really need one right now. My mom wont stop making comments on my body. It makes me feel really bad about myself all the time. Can you please write Takemichi, Chifuyu and Mikey comforting an s/o with body image issues? Thank you if you do write this!! If not, or if it’s too much, please just trash this!

Of course my dear.

Thank you for trusting me with this. I know ALL about this one.

(Brb manifesting Mikey’s)

Please don’t hesitate to come in my dms if you need any help at all.

CW UNDER THE CUT: mentions of bodyshaming.

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#4

Hello! I'm here for another order, if isn't too much!

I would like a dark chocolate in oval form, with ganache, oreo and raspberry creme fillings! With Gold Foil (Saiki himself). Have a great day! :)

HELLO MI AMORE, COMING RIGHT UP!

I WILL be having a great day now, I wish you one as well.

So you better have one (ง'̀-'́)ง

This one’s a specific scenario! Oopsie he’s a little OOC here, but oh well.

𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡���𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 ❤︎

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#3

LAWDY I’m such a Kurapika simp helpppp

𝕆𝕜𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖...

The passing streetlights becoming nothing but blurry shines of ochre, as you were blinking in and out of reality. The low hum of the wheels against the road further lulling you to give into your exhaustion.

The only thing keeping you awake being Kurapika’s gentle humming with the radio. His peaceful voice accurately hitting every note, further leaving you wanting to hear it more and more. Him carefully maneuvering around obstacles and potholes to keep the little ones asleep.

Said little ones being absolutely knocked out in the backseat, with you sitting patiently in between them. Against your left thigh, laying Gon. His bright, determined and sparkly eyes, now being shut and unmoving. His mouth hanging slightly agape. As for your right shoulder, Killua taking refuge there. His fluffy hair resting against you, his normally stoic face relaxing peacefully. Gentle snores emitting from his mouth.

Your eyes continuously blinking as you stir in and out of reality. Finally drooping your head downward, gently bonking heads with Killua.

“Hey, (Y/N)…? You doing alright back there?” The blonde at the wheel asking, him stealing a glance through the rearview.

His eyes fixating upon your sleeping figure, and the little boys sleeping on either side of you.

“I guess they are.” Him replying to himself sweetly.

“Aww. How considerate.” Leorio cooing softly from his front seat.

“Hey! Leave me alone” the Kurta quietly yelping in response.

The brunette shaking his head and staring at the passing buildings and cars.

“Sweet dreams, everyone.” A whispered message being the last thing Leorio heard before his own head was lolling to the side.

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I’m so silly

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My #1 post of 2022

This is gonna be the first time I request from you and I hope you don't mind :))

An emergency request pls. So, i have this tendency of talkinga a lot, principally when its about something I really enjoy, one thing that is normal to happen when I talk too much is people interrupting me out of nowhere and never letting me finish, any time someone does that I just feel like crying honestly, and of course that happened today and no one seemed to notice. Could I have a scenario with Saiki where his partner normally suffers with that?

It's okay if you don't want to, have a great day :))

Hi of course you can!! Thank you for requesting!

Sorry about the long wait lmao I have a couple (like 10) of these in my inbox

CW BELOW THE CUT: Reader is ignored :(

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[wistfulrat]

a 4-part rec list of my fave drarry fics - the thrillers, dramas, soft bois, and wankbanks getting me through 2020′s shitstorm

[the soft boi list is here and truly i’m not surprised this rec is going to be the longest bc if there’s one thing a bitch is going to do, it’s yearn.

as always! if you love a fic, follow the authors, leave kudos & comments, send them nice msgs bc free art is still labor xoxo]

part 3: soft bois

mood: for when I need respite, a balm to the all-consuming shittiness of life

includes: fluff, comfort, low-stakes, slow-burn fics. a wistful look, a rainy morning, an unexpected grace, a stupidly disarming joke. i could live inside these fics. the smallness of human lives removed from the site of that which hurts & irreparably changes. the story-equivalent of a deep breath after a long day. pregnant silences & pensive mundanity & shy smiles. banter with bite but without the cruelty. the color lavender. weirdly whimsical. soft fics are not necessarily conflict-averse (no drarry fic rly can be, considering the context) but, they offer the reader a generous distance from the initial harm. they’re the quiet cleaning up after a storm. sometimes healing is an exacting surgical knife and other times it’s a slow scabbing. you read these fics to be reassured that the way forward is not always ruthless. and honestly?? they deserve a semblance of peace godDAMmit.

The Way Down by @letteredlettered - 65k - T “and I thought that if someone talked to you as though you were a human being you might—maybe you could act like one” --the way i think about this line daily. the characterization of draco in this fic is one my favorites bc he’s earnest and neurotic and tired of harry’s shit. which is to say, he cares so so much. and harry doesn’t know what to do with that bc he’s got a monster in his chest and lives as a recluse. but they both humanize each other in ways no one else can. “you’re just a person” has to be some kind of drarry ethics of belonging and it makes me CRY. -

Little Deaths and How to Avoid Them by @greaseonmymouth and dustmouth - 96k - T “Maybe it’s not about deserving it? Maybe you just get to have it anyway. . .I’m allowing myself to want something and to let myself have it and to fight for it.” --harry runs a daycare and also works at a library. draco spends a lot of time in said library. they bond over sci-fi books and therapy anecdotes and quiet philosophical conversations held over cafeteria soup. and harry’s struggling to understand his asexuality. draco’s learning how to live with anxiety and depression. they both want to be deserving of love. incredible fic with beautiful art by dustmouth. - 

Open for Repairs by @drarrytrash - 35k - T “A few leaves rustle in the gutter and the muggle world pays no mind to them, to two lost boys holding on for dear life.” --all of their fics feel exactly like this. like you’ve been allowed to look at something private, tender, unexpected. draco, known abba fan, is a repairman in the muggle world & harry can’t stop breaking thrifted things in order to see him? say less, i'm thERE. also “I think I have a crush on you” goddddd  - other faves by them: Counting Down By Ten - 2k - T: draco’s stepped outside of the party for a smoke. harry follows him bc of course he does. i could read this 100 times and not get tired of it. - Clouds That Veil the Midnight Moon - 36k - E: FUCKING HILARIOUS I CACKLED THROUGH THE WHOLE THING. draco’s wolfy problem and harry helping him and harry being flustered by how much he likes draco and draco’s hot heroic moment. shutup it’s perfect. “He almost asks if Draco ever gets tired of being a miserable complaining shit all the time, but he knows that he, personally, never ever gets tired of being a miserable complaining shit.” and “It’s the traumas,” Harry says gravely” --lines that live rent free in my head -

Harry Potter and the Future He Doesn't Really Want, Thanks by seefin - 70k - E “That was the only logical thing to do here, wasn’t it? It was the next step, it was the end of hurting each other and the beginning of the exact opposite.” --harry lives with luna and neville and also he dreams about the future sometimes? and he keeps running into draco. draco thinks this is sus as hell, until he doesn’t. feat. taxi rides, museums, cinemas, rooftop conversations beneath a lunar eclipse, mid-sex innocuous banter, draco and harry discussing nicki minaj. this fic charmed my ass off. seefin writes the most effortlessly hilarious dialogues. i smiled at my phone like an idiot at least 7 times. -  other faves by them: Wild - 93k - E: “he liked feeling needed, for the things that he was needed for back at the house in Ireland. For cooking and gardening and driving. Easy things.” --this shit makes me cry it’s so good. harry lives in Ireland with these three brilliant, hilarious, wandless witches and draco’s a potions student who's come to study under one of the housemates and the boys have so much shit to work through but their love becomes so tender and honest. draco yells at harry a lot and harry lets him and they both keep each other grounded in something real and fuCK.  - Divination for Dickheads - 7k - G: “I’m terrible at having crushes. I’ve never played anything cool a day in my life.” -- oh harry, we knOW. a bus ride, a fortune teller, an aquarium birthday party. god i love this fic. -

Modern Love by @tackytigerfic​ - 61k - E “But we’ve worked so hard at this, haven’t we? Yeah, I know it’s a horror to have to talk about it, but fuck it. We’re friends now, but it took so long to get here. Have you ever had to work so hard at something before?" --the steady blossoming of their friendship in this fic is so goddamn beautiful i want to yell. it’s draco and harry learning to trust each other and the whole thing unfolds so slowly, in this whimsical mix of london streets, wizarding politics, church halls feat. a Hot vicar, and a magical antique shop owner who’s married to literal poseidon?? goD the environment of this fic. immaculate. [also there’s a tender shower scene that makes me cry every single fucking time so if you read this fic pls dm me so we can be embarrassing about it together tbh] -

Nice Things by aideomai - 22k - M “He kept waiting for the weird shock of touch to not knock him clean out of his head, leave him quiet and warm and happy.” --8th year. harry forms an unlikely friendship with draco that begins with smoking weed on a windowsill. harry is touch-starved and draco touches him like he touches all his close friends - like it’s easy. the quiet affection in this fic, the way harry burrows himself into touch bc he’s been without it for his entire life. reading this is like being held. -

Running On Air by @tinyhistory​ - 74k - T “do you remember when we were eleven?” --alexa play coldplay’s the scientist it’s sad girl hours and we’re about to fucking yearn. you’ve seen this fic rec on every drarry list under the sun and i'm here to be redundant. the hype is so goddamn real. this story is a lyrical masterpiece held together by lines that act as refrains that will rattle around your brain until you die, probably. draco’s been missing for 3yrs. harry goes to find him. it’s their odyssey of homecoming. -

Title of Their Sex Tape by @cibeewastaken - 12k - T “But Draco, Draco was everything but boring. Draco made sitting in the rain watching an empty house fun.” --auror partners pining and draco being eccentric and harry being very earnestly gay about draco’s eccentricities!! god this fic is so genuinely fun skskd feat. undercover missions, murderous faeries, a book heist, a stunning navy dress, harry’s eyelashes. -

How We Throw Our Shadows Down by @thistle-verse - 14k - T “Draco is about to say something else— to thank Potter for what he’d done, however poorly— but Harry is smiling at him again, and it’s so soft and perfect that Draco holds in any inadequate words, lest he spoil it.” --draco collects tea cozies and of course harry has the one he wants. the sad and tender gays are at it again feat. conversations in the rain at a train station, melancholy Blaise, muggle photos, wizarding e-bay, the Dursleys.  -

Helix by Saras_Girl - 92k - E “Draco sighs in his sleep and Harry clings on to consciousness, needing to hold on, to give this tiny, insignificant moment the attention it deserves” --I think maybe you can describe every soft Saras_Girl story as giving tiny, insignificant moments the attention they deserve. like, this is an 8th year fic about snails and it’s full of whimsy, grief, compassion, and easy humor. an absolute must-read author in this genre if you want languorous, episodic fics full of distinct OCs and affectionate creatures. - other faves by them: Light up the Night Sky - 98k - M “Draco, sometimes you make my head feel like soup” --the one where harry is a fireworks artist and has a pet chameleon named ken. draco is on the wizarding arts council. they both pine like hell. - Headlights in the Snow - 71k - M “they stare at each other in silence, Harry’s heart beating so loud in his chest that he thinks the biddies must be able to hear it over the sound of their card game.” --the one where draco drives the knight bus and carts around the biddy club, a group of rambunctious old ladies who knit and drink tea and gossip. harry can’t help but fall in love with the everything about this. -

Follow the Water by @xanthippe74 - 38k - T “Harry’s heavy thoughts lift at the sight, like dark clouds blown away from the sun by the wind. The tent doesn’t feel so cramped and stifling now. It feels cozy. And safe. It’s the same feeling that Harry gets when he’s at the Burrow for Sunday roasts, when a group of people who care for each other deeply are crammed into too-small a space.” --harry wanders to the lovegood house on a sunday afternoon. he’s baffled to see that luna’s taken pansy, greg, and draco under her wing. what follows is a summer of forest walks, scavenger hunts, gardening, water fights, odd cakes, faerie rings, and picnics. so many picnics. i love the pace of this fic, the innocent return to childhood things, the way luna brings out the best in all her friends. reluctantly soft slytherins are just *chefs kiss*!! -

Going Postal (A 125pg comic) by dustmouth - T what. a. beautiful. ass. comic. the wizarding fashion, the textures, the character design!! harry travels a lot for his job as a resourcer. draco works in the regulations dept. they pine like a bunch of lovesick idiots via field report notes. god i love dustmouth’s art. -

All the Earnest Young Men by @tepre​ - 29k - E “Draco is twenty-seven layers of personality wrapped up in drama and humour, and a wit so sharp it still stings when he doesn’t see it coming. But there is something below that, too. Something that makes Harry ache just looking at him.” --the way i would lay down my little life for tepre’s characterization of draco, whom invented the word earnest. he’s a magical art theory expert and portraits are disappearing all over London and harry’s the auror assigned to this case. and well. they’re both so very avoidant about how gay they are for each other and it’s like!! shutup and kiss!! which they do in fact, shutup and kiss.  -

Trenches by sara_holmes - 3k - M “Somewhere in the distant part of his mind that hasn't frozen solid, he thinks that maybe he and Draco are about to become more than auror partners, smoking buddies, wine-mates and co-inhabitants of a snow filled trench somewhere in western Scotland.” --the plot line here is literally “it’s cold and i need a fucking cigarette” but let me tell you how I never tire of the shared loaded-silences of two emotionally repressed gays. -

The Years Before Love by lomonaaeren - 13k - M “That’s one of the meanings of peace, he thinks, as Hermione hugs him...That he can do things slowly, softly, without worrying that they won’t be there tomorrow.” --andromeda taking harry under her wing and harry finding solace in teddy. narcissa and draco showing up and the tentative relationships that slowly develop in the quiet calm of andromeda’s house. found families and kisses in the snow and special xmas gifts ugh what’s not to love -

The Moon Looks Lovely Tonight by Omi_Ohmy - 35k - M “I want this to be a house where people are welcome, where they don’t have to be any one way or another” --in which harry collects lost things--owls, best friends, inept bakers, potions experimenters--and turns the mausoleum that is grimmauld place into a home. feat. your fave drarry tropes like shared-beds and reluctant waltzing partners. -

[part 1: thrillers | part 2: dramas | part 3: soft bois | part 4: wankbanks]

[jotarosrealgf]

OOH OOH I HAVE A GOOD IDEA could I pls get a winter fanfic with me and dr twobrains? It’s implied in canon that he sleeps a lot and stays inside throughout the winter, because like most mice, the mouse brain enters torpor during the winter! it’s like semi hibernation. on occasion, during the winter months, the animal’s body just kinda shuts down and enters a very deep sleep for around 19 hours, this deep sleep is not easy to wake up from which is likely not an important detail but I think its worth noting anyways! When dr twobrains isn’t sleeping he’s generally just lethargic and noticeably nicer since the mouse brain is so sleepy! Just a soft cuddly sleepy guy, especially with me ❤️ If you need my personality (probably) I’m an INFP, I tend to worry, especially about the people I care for, I try to be accommodating and hospitable, I like to give but sometimes I give too much of myself, and my speaking voice is generally monotone and deep, I tend to space out, a lot, dr twobrains affectionately calls me “space cadet”. Some other details I think are at bare minimum worth noting (idk they may be kinda sillay notes 🤓) is i’m trans ftm and I hc dr twobrains is too! Erm standard winter clichés like it’s snowing or anything else warm and cuddly you could think of! Bonus points, his secret lair is an abandoned (not really abandoned) warehouse, and I imagine it gets pretty drafty i mean it’s not built to stay warm like a house is yk! Where I fit into the story is I’m dr twobrains’ paid intern (the full lore on that is I was actually looking to be an intern for dr steven boxleitner(side note: before dr twobrains became dr twobrains, he was a normal guy, dr Steven boxleitner) and when I realize dr twobrains has taken dr boxleitner’s place, I persuade him into hiring me anyways(he didn’t think he needed an intern but he was flattered and said yes lmao)) and in this winter fic we wouldn’t actually be together yet, nothing is actually discussed, but we both know about each others crush, it’s pretty blatant, especially when he’s so cuddly with me in the winter! OH OH AND BTW since this is a fic you’ll need my name for this, my name is Ferris :D IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS PLEASE FEEL FREE TO DM!! THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH IN ADVANCE OH OH WAIT YOU PROBABLY NEED THE WORD COUNT I DONT ACTUALLY KNOW THE SPECIFIC WORD COUNT JUST GO NUTS WITH IT HAVE FUN WITH IT AND MOST IMPORTANTLY TAKE YOUR TIME!!!!

hihi ! thank u so much for requesting, i'm super excited to write this for you ! kind of unrelated but i'm INFP too so hopefully i can make your writing very realistic LOL

Ferris & Dr. Two-Brain's Winter Fic !!

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It was going to be a particularly cold winter this year, and Fair City was already starting to feel the long, dreadful winter months coming on. At only the beginning of December, everyone was already preparing for the months ahead. Particularly, Dr. Two-Brains and his intern, Ferris.

Having a mouse brain, Dr. Two-Brains often goes into an almost hibernation during the colder months. Like most other mice (and other animals), his body can sometimes shut down for hours at a time to conserve energy. Ferris had been made aware of this and had expected a rather slow and easy winter without much work to do. Except, it was not this way at all. It felt as though Ferris was being called back in every time he had left.

"Ferris dear, I'm cold. Is there a blanket over there?" Ferris looked around, as he knew he had brought in lots of blankets in advance. He knew the warehouse was quite drafty, and it would get very chilly as the winter dragged on. To his surprise, out of all the blankets he had brought, only one remained. "Huh? I knew I had brought in a lot.. where could I have put them?" Ferris brings the final remaining blanket over towards Dr. Two-Brains, only to find a pile of blankets where he thought Two-Brains was. "Ah, here they are. I must've been occupied with something else when I put these down.." As he gathers the blankets, he hears a muffled voice underneath the mound of fabric. "Hey, what are you doing? I'm going to freeze to death! Put those back, put them back!" "Oh, sorry... I didn't realize you were using them. Why are you huddled under them like that? Are you that cold?" Ferris asks. "Yes, it's so cold in here. Aren't you freezing? Look at how underdressed you are." While Ferris was far from underdressed, he was not nearly as bundled as his mouse friend. "I mean, it's a little chilly, but..." Ferris sees movement underneath the blanket pile, and soon, a face emerges. "Come here, quick! Our body heat will make us both very warm!" Before Ferris has a chance to reply, Dr. Two-Brains grabs him and pulls the blankets around them. "Ah, I can feel us warming up already. I'm glad you're so snuggly, space cadet." "Me? You're the one who demanded I cuddle with you." Dr. Two-Brains pretends he doesn't hear this. Shortly after, Ferris feels a slight weight fall onto his shoulder. Sleeping soundly beside him was Dr. Two-Brains, who was already starting to dribble a little in his sleep... Ferris smiled at his mentor and decided to take some time to try to cover the drafts in the warehouse. Though, when he went to get up, he noticed a tail wrapped around one of his ankles. "Ferry... Where are you going?" Two-Brains asked in a sleepy voice. "I want you to stay here. I'll get too cold without you." Ferris smiled. "Alright," he said, "I'll stay right here." Ferris puts on a movie for the both of them, though they both end up sleeping through it anyway. "Ferris, will you stay with me all winter? I don't think I'll be warm enough on my own."

[nikosomething]

HEYYYY I'm back, very late, I know! But *distressed gurgling noises*. Sorry?? As for fic recs and sangcheng, I'm going to wait until the reveal so I can DM you about it, if you would like? Yess, it's precisely sweating that makes me hate summer haha. It is, truly, yes, the time between Christmas and new year is so sweet, the liminal days as some Tumblr post put it. OMG I'M CACKLING. That was a ride!! dfgdhjshxjdjd yes it's Heaven's official blessing, or TGCF (shortened Chinese title). Yes, I have read both of mxtx's other works- TGCF and svsss. TGCF is my favorite of all three of her books!

Oh yeah, having Meng Yao realise earlier what a douche his dick of a father is would be most wonderful for him AND other characters. Much less grief, surely. I'm alright with any canon divergence with the side characters. I just don't like wwx and lwj making different choices lol. ANYTHING ELSE is super fine! Omg that sounds beautiful. I hope you had a merry Christmas, Niko! Ah we don't celebrate xmas, no! But my holidays have been delightful! Oh wow, that's such a detailed answer. (2)

I prefer tea these days. Back in college, I used to drink coffee on the regular. Now, however, I'm more interested in ginger tea these days. I make it fresh each time- grate fresh ginger, boil it in water with tea powder and some sugar on the stove. I haven't really tried fancy teas, I don't think I'm much of a teabag person. I'd need loose tea haha. I like the ritual of making it, you know? As it so happens, Niko, this bunny is allergic to apples. I start sneezing as soon as I eat even a single bite of an apple, same with pears as well. Guess what my favorite fruit is? Apples! *saddest bunny sniff* green apples more so but I can't eat them! 😔

Cooking shows are soooo good, but it's been years since I have seen a proper cooking show. All of your recs sound amazing, I might check them out next year when I have time (busy with college work, you see). Oooh what all have I watched? Mostly Netflix shows and cdramas. Cdramas first cuz those are the ones I recently watched and hence, also remember - Joy of Life, Nirvana in Fire, the romance of tiger and rose, Hikaru No Go, Go ahead, TGCF donghua. Western shows- locke and key, Euphoria, Sex Education, (ohmygod I seriously can't recall any other. Rip my memory but I watched SO MANY shows ahhhhhh), I'm currently watching Bridgerton. If I remember, I shall tell you when the reveal happens. NIKO, even I watched the pillowbook and it's prequel, and yes, I have to agree that they aren't my favourites too. They were mehhh. I only liked it cuz of Dijun (purple robes, silver hair fella)! (3)

I'm pretty sure I messed up the numbering. I hope you can figure them out AHHHHHHH I don't even know the number of this text dfgdjdhdjdhdhd

Questions now! Idk have many questions honestly haha. I'm just excited for the reveal lmao. Who amongst the MDZS characters, would be your best friend and who would be your enemy? Kiss marry kill- JC, NHS, WWX? What's your favorite and least favorite arc/subplot in MDZS/cql? Alright, that's all for now! Talk to you soon- 🐰

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Heyyyyy my dear bunny, I missed you!! But don't worry, life happens! I understand haha Alright, let's wait for the big reveal so you can give me all da SangCheng fic recs! I am EXCITED! Omg okay yes, TGCF, I recognise that. And SVSS, taht one too. That was one crazy ride it's true hahaha If TGCF is your fav then it's all the more reason for me to get to TGCF next! Who is your fav character in TGCF (I wanna have that in mind when I read it haha) Ohhh! Now that's interesting! Why don't you like canon divergence for WangXian? I am intrigued! And thank youuu! I had a great Xmas and great stomachache cause I just didn't stop eating hahaha I lay awake with cramps regretting everything just to do it all over again the next day oops... talk about learning from your mistakes and stuff... hahaha May I ask where you come from? Is it a personal decision that you don't celebrate, is it religiously influenced or is it because of where you live? I hope that didn't sound disrespectful, if so (if I ever sound disrespectful for that matter) please let me know. I am always willing to learn and improve! <3 Ohhh yes, fresh ginger tea is amazing! I have never tried it with sugar, though, but now I am curious. And I actually have a teashop right around the corner where I can get fancy loose tea. Tell me what you like and I'll send you something ;)

Ohhhh noooooes you are allergic to apples! Nooooo! I am so sorry, esp since you like them! I have a friend who is allergic to tomatoes but loves tomato sauce. Ahhh it always breaks my heart Oh! I watched the first episodes of Euphoria but then I didn't have access anymore and I was so sad about that. And I think I also watched Sex Ed! And Netflix recommended Bridgerton to me only yesterday. It seemed interesting! Do you like it so far? (Also Imma so gonan check out your recommendations!!) HAHAHAHA OMGGG BUNNY! YES; I ONLY WATCHED IT FOR DIJUN! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT hahahahahaha Also I was so confused when everything was different in Pillowbook. Like they took great care to build it all up in Eternal Love and then EVERYTHING. IS. DIFFERENT. Ohh but I loved the General. What's his name... the one who was by Dijun's side as his right hand man and leader of the troops during that one life. Do you know who I mean? The sweet sweet boy ahhh man I took a bazillion screenshots of him hahaha I enjoyed your numbering haha it was almost perfect hahaha

My Answers

Who yould be my best friend? Uhmmmm... I guess someone who supports me, likes my enthusiasm but also helps me remember how the world works and sprinkles in a tad of realism. Lan Xichen perhaps! And I'd also have a great time with Lan Jingyi! haha omg all the LansBut I'd enjoy the presence of most characters tbh!!Enemywise... I only dislike people who hurt others so I guess if I witnessed one of them hurting my friends they'd become my enemy? Sadly I guess it'd be Xue Yang then. Or my baby Meng Yao if I had been close with NHS and or NMJ. I mean JGS and WRH are a given so I don't really mention them.Now tell me about you! I can't wait to hear about it!!omggg why are you giving me that super hard choice!!? Uhmmm... Kiss them all, have them marry their loved ones and pls, pls let them live! xDDDDD *sneakily sneaking out of this one*As for arc/subplot please let me know your thoughts on this! I honestly can't tell, I's have to watch it all over again cause I forget way too quickly. But there were defo parts I enjoyed mor ethan others. I'll think about it!Feel hugged!!!

[angryteapot]

Hard to Say

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: What happens when you tell Steve, your adorkably loving boyfriend, that you’re bored? He takes you on a midnight adventure and gives you the Universe. 

Warnings: So much sappy fluff you may very well barf. 

Word Count: 2532

A/N: My (slightly late) entry for @imhereforbvcky & @justsomebucky ‘s Cap² Challenge! Prompt is bolded. There was a few ways this could have gone, but @delicatelyherdreams told me to go in this disgustingly sweet direction. Thanks for always being amazing and going over my unedited fluff garbage! <3

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“Steve.”

“Hmm?” He raised his eyebrows and hummed in response, still not looking up at you, completely engrossed in his sketchbook. 

You wiggled your socked feet, which were tucked under his thigh as you both sat on the sofa - him on one end and you stretched out, leaning against the armrest with a book and a mug of hot chocolate. 

“Y/N,” he laughed, “Give me a minute to finish this shading then, I promise, you’ll have my full attention.”

You harrumphed and muttered a petulant “fine” as you slumped back and let your eyes roam his concentrated face. When Steve was concentrated on his sketching, his eyebrows drew together, nose slightly scrunched, lower lip protruding adorably. You couldn’t help the small, adoring smile that painted your lips. 

You’d been in a happily committed relationship with Steve for the better part of four years, with two years of friendship prior to that, and yet each time you looked at him it was like falling in love all over again. 

You were still studying his profile when he finally turned to you with a wide smile, reaching his arms up to stretch. Amidst a satisfied groan he said, “Okay sweetheart, you have my full attention. What was it you wanted to tell me?”

Your mind blanked as his shirt rode up slightly from his stretching, exposing his toned stomach. 

“Uhhh…”

He smirked and cocked one eyebrow. “Am I distracting you?”

“No…” you shook your head to focus and smiled sweetly. “Stevie?”

“Oh boy. Whenever you use that nickname, with that tone and smile, it usually means trouble.”

You adored this man. “No you goof, not this time. I’m just so bored! I don’t really have the energy to start a prank war, so I need you to distract me - not in that way, you perv!”

“Aw honey, you wound me,” his salacious grin had turned into a mock pout. 

Rolling your eyes, you scooted yourself over until you were tucked under his arm, staring up at him with puppy dog eyes. “C’mon Stevie, take me somewhere magical.”

“Y/N, it’s…” he glanced at the clock across the room, “It’s past ten, there’s nothing open but bars and food pl-”

You stared at him as he trailed off, a thoughtful look on his face before he grinned and continued, “Y’know what? I know the perfect place.”

“No bars or crowded places? I don’t know if I’m up for that tonight,” you looked down at your socked feet and over-sized sweater (the one you stole from Bucky), and decided that you most definitely did not want to change into actual clothes.

“Just you and me, sweetheart. I promise there will be nobody else but us, and you don’t even have to change if you don’t want to… On second thought, you might want to put on some sweats, it’ll be a little chilly.”

“You have yourself a deal Rogers, gimme seven-ish minutes and I’ll meet you… where?” You hopped up with a kiss to his cheek, excited and already on your way to grab some sweats.

“Make it fifteen, I have to grab a few things. Meet me in the hangar, okay?”

“You got it!”

> > > Thirty Minutes Later > > > >

True to his word, Steve had been waiting for you by one of the jets fifteen minutes later. Your arms were laden with a few essentials for your mystery adventure, and you were bouncing with excitement as you both boarded the jet. 

Steve had immediately gone to the cockpit and punched in the coordinates to the mystery location and set it on autopilot. After the jet was in the air, he'd smiled and said he'd be right back, disappearing into the small room that usually housed a cot and medical supplies for emergencies. 

“Steve. Steve. Where are we going? I brought my blanket. And a thermos with hot chocolate," you called out to him from around the opaque glass. “If you tell me where we’re going, I’ll share with you.”

Silence.

“Steve. Stevie. Stévano. Stevína. Ste- hey!”

You laughed as he stalked out of the little room, his glare playfully disgruntled by your name-calling.

"So… where we goin'?" Your cheeky grin was contagious, and Steve smiled softly at you before responding.

"Somewhere special. But it's a surprise, so you're not allowed to see. Is it okay if I blindfold you when we get closer?"

You were wrapped in his arms, a kiss pressed to the crown of your head as the question was asked. You looked up at him in bewilderment, "Blindfold? Wow, who knew Cap was so kinky?"

The teasing glint in your eye and the exaggerated wink you gave had him rolling his own eyes.

"No uniform, so Cap has left the building, you're stuck with plain ol' Steve. And the blindfold is to keep it a surprise, but I could possibly be persuaded to use it in… other situations."

You laughed out, "You're incorrigible. But uh, about that Cap thing…"

He blanched. "You didn't. Please Y/N, tell me you didn't."

"I did indeed, my dear Captain. I'm in my pajamas and you're in sweats and a t-shirt, it's time to even the playing field."

Turning around with a flourish, you reached into your bag and pulled out the set of novelty Captain America pajamas, thrusting them into his chest and pointing to the changing area.

"Step to, Captain!"

"Yes ma'am," he pouted as he walked around the partition to reluctantly change into the offending outfit.

A few minutes later, he emerged covered in gaudy red white and blue, a poorly-drawn replica of his shield covering the chest. You couldn't contain your laughter as you saw that his long legs had turned the pants into high-waters.  

"You're lucky I love you," Steve pouted as he crossed his arms, wincing when a ripping sound filled the air.

"I am indeed lucky you love me, thank you for humoring me, my dear Captain," you hugged him and leaned up to kiss his pouty lips.

 > > > > > > >

You had been in the air for several hours, which made you incredibly curious as to where Steve was taking you. The time was filled with card games and banter, even some light dozing on your part as Steve rubbed your shoulders. Said dozing was interrupted, a small snort of surprise leaving you, when the console beeped and F.R.I.D.A.Y. announced, "Five minutes to the destination, Captain Rogers."

"Thank you F.R.I.D.A.Y.," he acknowledged. He turned to you and nuzzled your cheek, whispering, "Time for the blindfold, sweetheart."

You acquiesced and let him slip it over your eyes, trusting him to guide you to whatever the surprise was.

Minutes passed, and you felt him stand behind you, torso pressed against your back as his hands gripped your shoulders.

A shiver ran down your spine as he whispered in your ear, "Do you trust me to guide you?"

"I'd trust you to the end of the Universe."

He told you to walk forward, maneuvering around obstacles with gentle nudges to your shoulder. He pulled you to a stop, telling you that there were steps in front of you, ten of them to be exact. He helped you up them, closely following as his hand rested on the small of your back to help you up.

It was a good thing that he was taller than you, because he was on the step below you but you could feel him reach up to unlatch the door.

"Are we going to the top of the jet?"

"Yes ma’am we are.  F.R.I.D.A.Y., are we in position?"

"You better not be planning to push me off, Rogers. F.R.I.D.A.Y. will avenge me if you do."

He only chuckled, listening to the AI's response.  "Yes, Captain Rogers. Would you like me to land?"

"No, keep it hovering, and turn on stealth mode please."

"Of course, sir."

"Stealth mode?" you inquired.

He shushed you and guided you through the hatch.

"Okay, you ready for this, sweetheart?"

You kept close to him; you didn't think he'd let you fall off the edge of the jet, but you weren't about to take any chances since you didn't know how high the jet was hovering.

"As ready as I'll ever be, Rogers."

He gently lifted the blindfold, kissing your eyelids and smoothing your hair down.

"Oh," you gasped in wonder, eyes filled with stars. Not in the cliché sense, but in the literal sense - the stars were so vibrant and plentiful above you, even the Milky Way was splashed beautifully across the sky.

You looked over the edge of the jet, still clinging to Steve, to see a million reflected stars beneath you as well. With the jet in stealth mode, it seemed as if you were floating in the air, completely immersed in stars and magic.

"Steve it's beautiful. Where are we?"

Pulling you away from the ledge, he hugged you from behind, lulling the both of you into a gentle sway, "Bolivia. I was looking online for the best stargazing locations, and came across these salt flats. I looked up pictures and I knew that I just had to bring you here."

You turned around in his arms, wrapping your own around his waist and looking up at him adoringly. "You're such a sap."

He just smiled and held you tighter, "Dance with me?"

You guessed those were the magic words, because suddenly soft music permeated the air. You started dancing in time to the slow beat, trusting Steve to keep you away from the invisible edges of the jet.

You danced slowly for quite a while until it morphed into a mellow swing dance, Steve expertly swinging and lifting you, your eyes cast up to the stars and laughing freely. After dancing awhile longer, you both carefully made your way to sit at the edge of the jet, feet hanging over.

 > > > > > > >

You held hands and sat in peaceful silence, just gazing up at the breathtaking night sky. Steve fidgets a bit, squeezing your hand until you looked over to him. In the dark, lit only by the brilliant stars overhead, his beautiful eyes look iridescent.

"I love you," the earnestness in Steve's tone as he told you this was something new.

"A horrible decision, really," you quipped. It was a thing with you: never saying those three words back.

Of course you loved him and he knew that but actually saying it terrified you; it would make everything that much more real. Even after all those years of happiness, you were waiting for the other shoe to drop. You were Avengers, true happiness could never be in the cards for long. You vainly hoped that never saying those three particular words would keep away the inevitable heartbreak.

"I will give you everything in my pocket if, just for tonight, you hold my hand and say that you love me."

His words shocked you, lip wobbling with the fresh anxiety  that was crawling up your throat.

"Your Captain America pajama pockets?" You tried to joke, deflect, but his eyes spoke volumes of just how much he needed to hear those up.

Time to pony up Y/N, you thought to yourself. You loved Steve with everything you had, and he deserved to hear those words. Sure, you said it in obscure ways, or showed him with thoughtful actions, but you could tell he desperately wanted to hear those specific three words.

Shifting to face him better, you gripped his hands and tried, "I-" Your voice wavered, and you took a breath, steeling yourself before trying again. You looked him in the eye and announced with conviction, "I love you, Steve Rogers."

His eyes widened, truly not expecting the next onslaught or words and emotions.

"Oh god, I love you so much Steve," tears welled up in your eyes but didn’t fall as you flung yourself into his chest and babbled, "I love you so much, I just couldn't bring myself to say those words. But I adore you, you mean the world to me and I would follow you to the end of the Universe."

Steve was elated, rubbing your arms soothingly and peppering kisses to your forehead, eyelids, cheeks, finally meeting your lips in a passionate kiss.

You felt him squirm out of your hands, confused until you pulled back and saw what he was holding.

"I did promise you everything that was in my pockets sweetheart," his smile was sweet and nervous, "Will you stay by my side forever and make me the happiest being in the Universe?"

"Are you-" eyes wide, hands drifting up to cover your gasp.

"Y/N will you do me the honor of being my wife?"

The ring was beautiful, but nothing shone brighter than his hopeful smile.

"Yes, of course I will, you stupid jerk. God, you just had to propose while we're both in ridiculous pajamas, and my hair's a mess, and my eyebags are probably taking over my face, but it's beautiful and so stupidly perfect, I love y - mph!"

Steve laughed and interrupted your rambling with an elated kiss, pulling you away from the edge to lay half on top of him as he hugged you tightly.

You stayed that way, briefly getting up to grab the blanket, before laying with him on the jet roof. You both drifted off in each others' arms, woken mere hours later with a flash of light. You both slowly woke, sitting up to watch the world turn into a kaleidoscope of breathtaking colors as the sun finally rose.

You looked at your ring, mesmerized at how beautifully it sparkled in the new sunlight. You looked up to Steve and saw him smiling dopily, your own expression probably mirroring his.

> > > > > > >

You got up hand in hand and started the journey back home, eager to share the news. And to sleep in your soft bed rather than the hard surface of the jet. A few hours in the air and you suddenly blurted, "Was that planned the whole time?"

Sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck, Steve turned from the cockpit and said, "Not exactly. I mean, I've been carrying that ring for a while, but it never seemed like the right time. But last night, with the stars, and you looked so happy and beautiful. We were both in ridiculous pajamas, no plan, just a spontaneous trip. You were laughing, and there was starlight in your hair, and I just knew then that it was the perfect moment."

You walked over and half-heartedly punched him in the arm, face-planting into his chest as the joyful tears finally fell. "God, you're so stupid and sappy, I love you so much you idiot."

"I feel lovingly insulted, but I'm going to kiss you anyways."

"You better," you sniffled as he placed a finger under your chin and tilted your face up to meet his lips.

To some people it might have been a weird, imperfect proposal, but it meant the world to you. And if the other shoe did indeed drop, you would have Steve by your side to fight whatever came your way. 

[madamslayyy]

Untitled Series VIII

-kPART ONE - PART TWO - PART THREE - INFORMATIONAL DIRECTORY  - PART FOUR - PART FIVE - PART SIX - PART SEVEN

Pairing: Erik Killmonger x Reader

A/N: Here we go! This was supposed to be the end of the last chapter but Tumblr wasn’t having none of that.

~*~

The seven of you were waiting in line for the Ski-lift and you were starting to have second thoughts. You’d always been uncomfortable around heights and to start off on something like this was making you more anxious than normal. The next in line was you and Ty when suddenly you started to panic.

“I can’t do this,” you said backing away. Ty’s excited expression dropped and you suddenly felt guilty.

“It’s okay, I’ll stay down here with you.” Ty said stepping aside the line.

“No you should go. Don’t let me stop yo-

“Well if she isn’t going to go, I’ll go up with you.” Lisa said from behind you two.

“What about Erik?” Ty asked.

“He went off to do God knows what. And I want to Ski,” she said in that irritating voice of hers. Everything that came out of her mouth sounded like she was whining.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go, Y/N?” Ty said, the reluctance to go with Lisa clear in his voice.

“Yeah I’m positive, I’ll be fine,” you said and with that they boarded the lift together.

You decided to perch yourself on a nearby bench and take a few pictures of the surroundings when Erik walked up beside you.

“Why you not on the lift?” He asked, looking at the seat besides you as if he considered sitting down but thought better of it.

“I’m afraid of heights. And Lisa couldn’t find you, so her and Ty got on the lift and I stayed behind,” you said looking up at him. His nose and ears had turned red from the cold.

It’s adorable….

“So you just sitting out here by yourself?” Erik asked looking out in the distance.

“Yup,” you said, twiddling your thumbs. You didn’t know why you felt so nervous talking to him. You didn’t want to say the wrong thing and he shut you out again, this being the longest conversation you two had had in over a month.

You missed having Erik in your life.

“Cmon,” he said gruffly and you followed him until you realized he was heading to get on the Ski-lift.

“Oh no, no Erik I can’t. I can’t do heights I-“ you were interrupted by him grabbing your hand, pulling you closer to him.

“You think I’d let anything happen to you? You know you safe as long as you with me. I’ll always take care of you,” Erik said and you found yourself following him onto the Ski lift anyways.

He held your gloved hand in his own, helping you on first before seating himself. You were fine at first but the higher it seemed to rise off the ground, the more you felt the need to distract yourself from looking down. So you chose to talk.

“So how have you been?” You asked Erik, looking over at him.

“Fantastic,” he said sarcastically, looking straight ahead.

“How’d your finals go?” You asked.

“You know I aced that shit,” Erik grinned still looking forward.

“That’s good that’s…. good,” you said, running out of polite conversation.

“So are we okay?” You asked.

“Why wouldn’t we be?” Erik said.

“Well you won’t look at me for one.” You blurted out and you saw his eyes narrow before finally setting his gaze on you.

“Well, I’m looking at you now,” Erik said, his gaze set on you and suddenly you felt foolish. What did it even matter if he looked at you or not? He was your friend, nothing more.

Well… not nothing….

~*~

“Well, I’m looking at you now,” Erik said, setting his gaze on you. God, you were prettier than he remembered, your little round brown nose red from the snow, despite your brown skin. As a matter of fact, he though it it complemented you skin beautifully, your cheeks rosier than ever.

You’re big brown eyes stared back at him, innocence written all over them, before you glanced down. That was a mistake. He saw you grip the side rail of the seat for dear life. He instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist to calm you.

“I got you, I got you,” Erik murmured, all too away of how soft your form was even beneath the ridiculous layers of your ski suit.

“So…” you trailed off, trying to make conversation “how do you like Canada so far?”

“I don’t know. It’s cold as shit. And I thought I’d see more moose here,” he said earning a giggle from you.

“You mean ‘Meese’,” you giggled again. He couldn’t deny he missed your laugh. And your voice. And your face, body, presence, everything….

“Not a word,” Erik grinned. Things were so easy between you two. At least, they used to be before he started falling for you.

“And Lisa? She likes it up here?” You asked in that enthusiastic voice of yours.

“Yeah,” Erik said, not really in the mood to talk about Lisa. She was the closest thing to you when you weren’t around but being in your presence for even a second made it obvious she didn’t hold a candle to the real thing.

“She really is a sweet girl, I think she’s fitting in pretty good with everyone. We’re so glad you decided to bring her,” You said as if you’d rehearsed it.

“No you’re not,”

“E-Excuse me?”

“You’re not glad I brought her. No one is. Except for maybe Ty’s happy-go-lucky ass. Y’all don’t like her and find her annoying,” Erik said coolly, looking out at the beautiful mountain range before them.

“I-I never said that,” you said but there was obvious guilt in your eyes.

“You didn’t have to. Sky did,” Erik smirked. Sky was never one to pull punches.

“What happened between you and Sky? Did you guys break up or something?” You asked in that little innocent voice again.

“Break up? We were never together,” Erik was nearly choking on his own laughter. Your face started to heat up from embarrassment.

“Oh, I thought you guys had made it official,” you mumbled.

“Sky’s gay, Y/N. Always has been, always will be,” Erik could help but snicker at the way your eyes nearly popped out of your head.

“She’s what?! I thought you guys were sleeping together for months!” you shrieked, seeming to forget how high up off the ground you were.

“Nope, dicks the last thing running through that girl’s mind.” Erik chuckled.

“Speaking if that…” you trailed off, face heating up once more.

“What about it?” Erik asked his eyes playful.

“Would you maybe consider…. going to Lisa’s room for your…. early morning endeavors…? It’s just that I can hear… everything…. and I just thought it might be less… uncomfortable that way….” you trailed off.

“Uncomfortable for who? Because me and my girl are just fine,” Erik said coldly.

“I- I didn’t mean-

“No, Y/N, you did mean it that way. But I gotta hear Ty eating you out all night? Fuck you, bruh,” Erik was seething. He removed his arm from around your waist, crossing them over his chest.

You guys reached the top and Erik got off smoothly, sliding away. Your exit, of course, was no where near as smooth. You wobbled a little bit getting off then fell face first into the snow. Erik reluctantly held out a hand to help you up but you ignored him completely, getting up and moving past him like he wasn’t even standing there.

Erik shrugged and skied off, finding Lisa and the others still at the top of the slope.

“Erik!!!!” Lisa’s shrill voice called as she ran up to him, throwing her arms around him. He shrugged her off.

“Hey man, is Y/N at the bottom by herself?” He said, worry marring his face.

“Nah, she behind me. We rode up together,” Erik said and he saw Ty’s expression fall.

“You got her to ride up?” Ty said, the irritation clear in his voice.

“Yeah, she know she safe with me,” Erik smirked, and with that Ty skied off to meet you.

~*~

And there it is. Let me know what you guys think! And if you asked yo be tagged in one of the older chapters I’m so try if I missed you but I usually only check the most recent chapter so if I missed you just shoot me a dm.

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[kin-your-heart]

Trying again njgnjgnj So it's a request for mod Akira for more specific questions. Can I get a reading about how Desmond felt about Archaedia? Like what made him go ''She's the one'' Also I got no memory of... what actually happened to her. Like Desmond mention she's dead but... what happened?

Hello again, Archaedia! This reading was, by far, the wildest one I’ve ever had to do (and it was only because my dear deck Morgana decided it wanted to mess with me so that was fun). I hope it’s helpful for you! I’m putting it under the cut since the analysis can get pretty long.

So, I broke your questions down into three definite questions and drew one card for each, like so:

1. How does Desmond feel about Archaedia? Nine of Wands

Fun fact about this card, by the way: Morgana had a tough time connecting to your energy at first, so I had to reshuffle a few times. But the answer to this first question was always the Nine of Wands. To me, this card represents carrying on despite your exhaustion and hardships. And I suppose this means that to Desmond, Archaedia was his respite from his exhaustion. As a Desmond who is always exhausted, god i wish that were me. She’s the reason he’s still going, still fighting for what he wants.* Even if the world is kicking him in the face (and, hoo boy it sure does!), he just. Loves his wife That much. He refuses to give up. I think that’s very sweet. She’s his inner fire.

*In Azran Legacy, he does say something that could poteeeentially contradict this, but I found a line of reasoning that would make sense. Since you haven’t finished the game, though, I can’t tell you yet. But don’t worry, I wrote it down! Ask me about it when we get there ;)

2. What made him realize that she was “the one”? Queen of Wands

Speaking of your Desmond being sweet, this is a very sweet answer to this question! Basically, she inspires him. Yknow how I said she’s his inner fire? This is exactly what I mean. He admires her passion, and he loves that she can inspire the same passion in him. If I were to guess at a specific moment that he realized she was “the one,” I’d guess that maaaaybe she helped him crack a puzzle he just couldn’t solve? Cause she wasn’t looking at it through a strictly analytical lens--she looks at the world differently, and that could have helped to get him out of the corner he’d backed himself into. I dunno. You let me know if this sounds familiar, lol.

3. What happened to her? Ten of Swords/Queen of Pentacles

Okay, answering THIS question was the craziest thing I ever had to go through. Morgana started throwing wack cards at me to throw me off my rhythm and it WORKED. Ah, but, whatever, I think I have the RIGHT answer now. MORGANA.

So, first thing I asked was whether or not she actually died. Cause we don’t know! And according to what my deck tells me...no, she didn’t! But it LOOKED like she did. I suppose she succumbed to some mysterious illness (there’s a lot of those in the PL universe where are the doctors) and eventually fell into a coma. How do I know this? Intuition + drawing a card (the Four of Swords). I also drew another card (the Eight of Swords) to see if she’d remember anything after coming out of the coma, which...turned out to be a no. Ya girl had amnesia. I’m not sure what she did after everyone thought she was dead and she couldn’t remember anything, but I’m going to guess it turns out to be decidedly Not like the events of Miracle Mask. Don’t worry, that’ll make sense later.

(Here are the bonus two cards I pulled, in case you want to interpret them for yourself, maybe:)

Well, there you have it. If you have any memories resulting from this either confirming or denying the reading, feel free to send in a kinfession (or just DM me, lol)! Either way, I hope this resonated with you! Thank you for sending in more specific questions, haha!

- Mod Akira

[kookingtae]

Hehehe I'm glad I made you smile because you do the same for me. It's funny that there are random moments atleast a month that I'll remember a certain scenario from EE (ex. That frozen underwear or the way tae kiss o/c or how tae insisted that o/c should not develop feelings for him or how o/c tells tae that she liking jimin shouldn't be news anymore then tae's little pause to that and a lot more) then when I have time I'll go to your account then re-read that part which will lead to reading from the start. I don't know what you were feeling when you started writing EE. It's just that, even if their arrangement is kinda weird they both seem to be happy and enjoying plus I could like this kind of angst/jealousy hahaha I could feel tae falling while o/c isn't aware. Tae getting jelly with o/c still liking Jimin how much more if he'll see them interact now that he know o/c's crush is still there. Etc etc. You know, most of the time after reading it, I'll imagine what will happen or possible different outcome for them. Hahaha I mean I guess most readers are like that esp with those they are really invested.

Eitherway, I usually don't send a message because I think that sometimes even though I keep on saying 'No pressure' it might affect you and unconsciously give you pressure so I just read silently and go back to your account once I feel the urge to read it again. But I did so this time because I was really feeling ecstatic after reading it and wanted to greet you a happy new year and I don't know really just felt right at that moment to send a message hahaha

I saw you said that you have a lot on your plate so don't think about it too much - about me telling you I kept re reading EE because believe it or not; I still love EE even this way. You know, think about their characters, development and stuff. So do what you need to do and by the time that you have time and inspiration to continue writing EE then it will be a very very pleasant gift and surprise for each and everyone of us. Do take time to rest dear since you are also writing a lot. I'm sure a lot of us would rather wait than you getting tired or feeling obligated to write so you'd discontinued it or you not feeling satisfied. I'd rather wait for you to update the story that will make you excited for us to read and us being surprised and giddy about development of it. Thank you for sharing your talent and stories with us and CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR NEW JOB. WOOHOOO 🥳🥂🎊🎉

Much love,

EJ 💙

ok so i’m SO sorry this took me so long to answer, i wanted to wait until i had enough time to sit down and really type out a long and thoughtful reply to convey how much your messages mean to me but i don’t think i can even put it into words. this is the most rewarding part about writing, THIS is why i love to post my work for others to read. often times i can be too much of a perfectionist or worry about what others may think of my writing to the point that it’s too much pressure and almost easier to just write for myself knowing that no one else will ever see it. and there are still negative sides to posting on tumblr of course, but things like this make it worth it 🥺 thank you so so so SO much for loving my writing this much, i can’t even describe how grateful i am that someone appreciates it to this degree and i just feel so lucky knowing i made even one person feel this way <3 the fact that you’re content with two parts of an unfinished chaptered series, ahhh thank you so much for being so understanding and considerate love!! i promise i will try to finish the rest of ee to post it for you, or at the very least, i’d love to discuss it with you hhh pls don’t ever hesitate to dm me!!! i hope you have a day thats just as wonderful as you EJ <33

[bookwormguri]

Escape the Brothel- Recap 2

aka Fuck me in my stupid face. I can’t write short recaps to save my fucking life because EVERYTHING IS IMPORTANT.

I’ve imagined myself writing this or continuing to write this so often that sometimes I forgot I haven’t written down a single sentence in months. It’s easy to imagine I’m in an empty room with only four people, speaking into the microphone about a story that did happen, and some that didn’t. I did some long posts about the Background and First Session of my DnD game’s first arc, but here I am, over a year later trying to catch up. My memories are a little fuzzy because this happened OVER A YEAR AGO, but I’m sure my Players will correct me if I get anything wrong.

God save me.

Warnings: Violence, PvP, attempted rape, mentions of child abuse, prostitution, poor grammar.

The Players:

Terrance “Fitz” Fitzgeralt-Half-elf Barbarian tiny gay @fitzgeralt @yarking

Vekti White-Bear- Half-orc Sorcerer happy gay @autumninthenorth

Aritian- Aasimar Bard ??? gay @nyako-chan

Arc 1: Escape the Brothel

In my last recap, I left it off with the group’s first day of work finishing up. Now we are on to day two and beyond. Nyako was not there this time, thus the lack of a pretty Bard.

The first arc took place in the Deep Fantasia, located in the walled city Derwezeam. It’s the foremost brothel for those who want something specific or expensive or both. Working there is akin to slavery. Only the guards are allowed to leave the large, manor-like brothel and only at certain times. All workers are branded with a rune that will cast the Disintegrate spell if the person carrying it leaves the brothel and stays out of it for longer than 30 seconds. It first activates by becoming unusually warm when someone leaves it’s allowed range. One can buy their freedom, but it is difficult. However, some prefer their gilded cage to the uncertainty that permeates Derwezeam, a violent, corrupt and insatiable city to its core. My players are not such people. They are determined to escape and bring as many people as they can with them.

Locations: [Link].

First Floor- Includes the main floor, the kitchen, a meeting room in back, the vapors room and the dinning hall.

Servant’s Quarters- Nothing of particular interest here unless you go searching each person’s personal belongings. It isn’t until MUCH later the group discovers a Cloak of Protection as a hidden gem.

Second Floor- This is where (most) of the fucking happens, but also the guard barracks. They never get much sleep.

Third Floor- The whore’s rooms.

Fourth Floor- The Madame, Quofire (Head of the Servants) and Belward’s (Head Guard) chambers + other

Roof- A pretty, pretty garden

Krisatra and Vekti

Krisatra was the cranky, old den monther of the servants, but held only slightly more love for the servants than she did the guards or whores. She had a secret love for flowers that the players did not discover. She essentially unloaded her duties onto Vekti to set up the meeting room for some Very Important Visitors. Vekti was so sweet and obedient. Krisatra didn’t deserve her. This wasn’t in my original plans. I wanted to give my Players carte blanc to do and do whatever they wished in order to escape the brothel. I was terrified of railroading them. I still am to an extent, but I think this was my first lesson in that this group of Players was one that thrived with more direction, not less. Thus, I gave Vekti the instructions to be in a place where Plot was happening. That’s more fun for everyone, right?

Fitz pls Part 2 (w/ Hiraeth)

Vekti went to speak privately in the vapors room with Arara about the meeting. If I hadn’t rolled such poor stealth they would have never heard the disjointed clunk step clunk step clunk that was Hiraeth, the newest whore. She was acquired from the Rangers of Derwezeam after she suffered an accident that left her with only one leg. She had a metal leg as a placeholder (this leg is still with us in the current game, over a year later. How strange to think about).

After overhearing that a meeting would be taking place (aka those in power would be distracted), Hiraeth decided right then it was time to escape (I had originally planned for this to be several days later, but I decided to push it up so Plot could continue). To make sure Vekti and co didn’t realize she was eavesdropping she quickly hid under a table in the dining hall… where Fitz was.

Fitz said something akin to, “Well if you’re down there, you might as well give a blowjob.” Fitz, you sounded kinda rape-y. (EDIT: Trust me, knowing Fitz’ personality, it was not intended in that way, but that was how Hiraeth interpreted it. Fitz tried his best to do the right thing, but he had a Charisma of 9, so.....) Also questioning her about why she was hiding. Hiraeth wasn’t allowed to let anyone stop her from escaping so she knew if she had to snap this guy’s dick off with her teeth to not say anything, she absolutely would. This led to a wrestling match where Fitz ended up grappling her to the floor, much to Hiraeth’s displeasure. Cue Vekti popping in, seeing this, and breaking it up immediately via lifting Fitz up (it’s extra impressive when you remember Vekti is the squishy Sorcerer and Fitz is the stronk Barbarian).

Fitz and Vekti have ‘fun’ (note: backstabbing = fun)

Hiraeth runs without so much as a ‘thank you.’ She has things to plan thank you VERY MUCH. Vekti makes her displeasure about the situation known and eventually puts Fitz down.

Now, for context, Fitz’ past is… traumatic to say the least. It includes a lot of creative and terrible abuses towards him as a child, when he was unable to fight back. It was completely understandable to me as the DM knowing all his secrets why he would react poorly to being restrained against his will and carried around.

Vekti, poor dear, was none-the-wiser. She had just seen a grumpy half-elf that hasn’t been the nicest to her, pinning a girl down who obviously did not want to be pinned down. If it were me, can’t say I would have done any differently. If it were me, and Fitz decided to be stubborn about it, I 100% would have kicked him in the nose. Sorry Yark.

This friction led to delicious and amazing character conflict. I was floored by the roleplay of these two. But it led to Fitz snapping and attempting to backstab Vekti (with a fucking Greatsword mind you) when she went to walk away in a huff. Notice this, Fitz is not good at first, and often second, impressions. It’s a theme.

The Madame~

Since this time, my players have theorized I brought The Madame in at this time specifically to break the PvP fight up. I can confirm this as 100% true. I was legit terrified that this PvP would end with one character dead, especially at such low levels. I didn’t want the Players to feel like they had to fear for their character’s lives (yet), so I put a stop to that.

The Madame is the Deep Fantasia’s owner and the Big Bad for the first arc. Their character design is still one of my favorites; a white painted face, gold lips, lace as a half-face mask, a wide-brimmed hat, covered neck to feet in black, including gloves. I really wanted to emulate that this character WAS NOT to be trifled with, like they were something beyond the brothel and tiny scope of the Material Plane. Considering how terrified my Player were of them, I think I nailed it.

Long story short, The Madame broke up the fight by casting Blindness on both Vekti and Fitz. They had to be led back to their quarters and wait for it to wear off. Now that I have had time to truly develop The Madame’s character, motivations and goals I feel if we didn’t that scene again it would have gone much differently. Fitz would have for sure lost at least one finger or the use of his limbs for the week. That could have been fun. Would have gotten across the message “PvP is not allowed” too imo. We ended the session there, with Vekti and Fitz both blind and vulnerable. 

[cafephan]

dan and phil play my horse prince #3: a summary

two seconds in and already a questionable horse impression okay time to strap in for another weird one 

"i knew you were going to start clopping" 

clopping??? klopping???? clopping looks better so i'm going with that 

"cloppity clop when will we stop.... is the question many of you have been asking" aw they saw my tweets 

dan licked his lips as he looked over to phil SAME 

he is wearing the ladybird jumper so i agree 

remember the ladybird jumper selfie??? let's take a moment 

okay back to the video 

it was a nice moment of remembrance though right 

anyway 

"i like a good divisive series" 

"this is our great youtube controversy, phil" 

those people that are uncomfortable, it's legit the same level of sexual tension dnp have on a regular basis just in the form of a girl and horse like,,, it's 2017 the hat/cherry/lung/milk/kitten/whatever else fic exists there are more disturbing things out there

they're validating those of you though, good for you i'm happy for your notices

"it's not literal bestiality" // "it's just a lol" "a nice little lol... just a casual lol" 

"i think we should do this one and see how we feel" i mean finally putting that positions book to good use 

there's not much eye contact so far are they okay 

i think recently we've been spoilt with eye contact and now we're feeling like something's wrong because they're not gawking at each other 

"so whether you want to or not, strap yourselves in for ten minutes of erotic equine roleplay"

phil demonstrating that sweet sweet hand porn 

"i don't think we should've encouraged you with the fanart" story of your life innit lads 

congrats to those phanartists that got noticed!! you're very talented and i appreciate you!!! 

i appreciate the last one which highlights the shaved sides i liked that a lot ty

"the less we talk about that the better" legit the phandom about 2012 

dan's reaction to the fanart,,, get those screenshots 

"keep it coming.... or don't, it's up to you" phil pls you're making it too easy for me 

"do you need to do that though?" // "i do, it's a thing now" living for the little domestic i feel deprived 

"dog. dog has a moustache." 

"phil that makes no sense" as if u never make any mistakes howell phil's waiting to call you out like the absolute savage that he is 

remember the thomas the tank engine fuck-up, phil was right on that 

phil's laugh my ears are blessed 

they have two very different reactions to a horse making breakfast 

i found another of dan's kinks who's keeping tabs on them all we've got another to add to the list 

"what's a good... lad? one that makes breakfast, the morning after" is that a subtle wink wink nudge nudge, daniel 

"i'm hyped. this, this is, this is a soap." dan is so excited he's tripping on his words 

he's staring at phil okay world order has been restored 

"you know you love it, stop lying to yourself" // "you love it. just thumbs it up anyway, if you don't like it" 

i love the detailed hair angles we get when they both look down on the screen i appreciate it a lot 

do you think phil will ever ditch the straighteners 

"that's really posh" phil the savage already getting his revenge

congrats hp stans for phil dropping that reference 

did they just compare all of our mums to a horse 

"anyone that exudes glitter and makes sure that you're resting on the weekend... that's who you need in your life" 

"maybe susankun's on the crunchy nut like us" i bet you both are 

maybe see a doctor about that 

i'm not sorry 

"am i the dog? i think i'm the dog" phil says after barking and effectively claiming the role of the dog 

"you just frickin volunteered" dan the savage 

"that was some good borks" so any excuse to compliment phil huh

"what is this video" me every time i read these summaries before posting them, i relate phil 

"some good pottery" 

"unless this is a magnetic knife, how is the horse holding it? with that horse thumb he's just gonna grow?" 

dan demonstrates the claw technique 

look at that hand movement fluidity this ain't his first rodeo 

dan... are u ok.... you've just been in this position for four seconds... 

turned into seven seconds, the longest seven seconds of my life.... is it one of the new 7sc they tweeted out for

“can i stroke him?” // “i’ll give him a stroke”

lanky emo lads fawn over hairbrush functions

that sounded like a weird porn didn’t it oh god no

“look at this roleplay, we nintendogs now”

“oh yeah, feel my brush” 

dan gives that side-eye, he doesn’t like phil saying that to anyone else

the singing quota for this video has been filled

thought they were going to give us a sweet harmony for don’t speak and do no doubt proud but nope dan decides to parody it

this is not the harmony i wanted stop singing a weird cult theme or whatever the fuck it is

leek or spring onion will we ever know

phil is intent on killing simulations recently is he ok

“sorry guys” dan is on hand to comfort us

may need to rethink some comfort fic prompts i have

“is it okay? is anything about this okay?” if the existential crisis branding was still relevant he’d be on the floor rn

“shall we have a chat? a little horsey chinwag?” yes phil come back to your northern roots i’ve missed you

“a really long-faced chinwag” you tried dan but you will always be a southerner you can’t pull off chinwag

“is a carrot a fruit?” mister university asking the real question

is dan actually googling it

“AHA it was to catch us out for being an idiot!” i mean, you googled it so.... aren’t you still an idiot

phil is an orange kinda guy, dan is a grapefruit kinda guy...... explains a lot if you think about it

“he hates me again!” // “i can’t believe he hates me again, straight away...” pretty sure i’ve read that exact line of dialogue in a fic before

“what can i say? i’m more in tune with my inner.... horse... man”

casual head scratch as he silently prays for nobody to pick up on that quote

“deep fry anything, and that’s a winner”

“the choices hurt me so bad”

trying to justify this game just falls flat

no amount of meaningful speeches are rectifying it dan

but it’s not stopping him trying

oh he’s stopped now

“i think we should get our things back”

“this is our life” enjoy u demons

“great. i love my life” phil i just don’t even know what to say stop looking like you’re showing a lemon a good time 

take out the lemon and stare at your wavy haired companion

if i used that line in a fic would you disown me

what kind of accent did dan just try to say field in because he sounded like me

“a horse can’t go on rollercoasters is what i’m thinking” // “can a horse go to the cinema?” “no, he’s going to get in the way of everyone’s screen” wow dan and phil, damperers of horse dreams since their corresponding years of birth

“yes, dan’s credit card is about to spend more money on this horse app” of course it’s dan that volunteers his card, phil would never 

he’s the voice of emo goose he only spends money on luxury apps

mister moneybags high brands stan has no problem forking it out tho good for you son get some

“i am this entire developer’s number one supporter” me when dapg was announced

the frenzy time music is something special

“phil you’re doing the impossible quiz again and that is like ten out of ten banned” younger kirsten is crying

phil’s real laugh comes out to play again welcome back old friend i love you

“is she falling in love with the dog? is that what we’re asking?”

phil’s voice is like monotone throughout all of these videos he couldn’t give less of a shit

he’s just humouring dan’s kink(s)

dan stop criticising phil’s horse voice you can’t have it all for yourself all of the time we need as much of it as you do

“i am ready for this” me whenever they upload on a day that’s not the same day i’m posting a fic

there are very different theories about the multitude of onions

again phil’s includes death

i’m beginning to expect it

“oh he’s gone a bit sassy”

“passive aggressive.... okay” dan we feel the same way when we found out phil’s sent a dm

“i feel it coming.... i feel it coming... are you ready? am i ready?”

“that’s just dreamy. i’m in love with that” // “that is dreamy. i’d like that as a poster in my bathroom” 

“that is the thickest spring onion i have ever seen in my entire life” // “it’d take a lot of gnashing” phil demonstrates said gnashing thank you for showing those teggies

“look at the girth on that one” you know what you did dan don’t blame us when the fics come rolling in

the onion fic

“how do you not love this? people, i mean come on, this is better than the current season of the walking dead”

uncomfortable fidgeting as dan realises he’s pissed off hundreds of thousands of people

staring at phil again yes i’m living

“this is better than the wire” phil doesn’t want to leave dan all alone in the opinion firing line

“it’s turning into that cake outtake from tatinof” HOW DARE YOU.

feeling less guilty having watched it now u fuckers

“it’s literally the cake situation”

seriously i’m going to watch it again just to spite you both

“imagine a horse pushing you against a wall and force-feeding you spring onions” dan i love you but i’m going to have to reject this prompt

the game turns sinister and they both look the most excited they’ve looked for the entire video

“this is fulfilling every kink that our audience might have” in which dan tries to push his weird kinks onto us out of fear phil will judge him

“is the next one set in the afterlife?”

“i feel like i went to a place i didn’t think i was going to”

“so real talk, let’s get real” phil i like that you’re trying to get close to the camera but you’re still too far away it’s not doing what you think it’s doing

“if you don’t want us to do this ever again...” “what’s wrong with you” honestly dan same

they’re literally encouraging thumbs down??? how long have they been in the youtube game???

“tell us your opinions down there” oh dear god they’re encouraging the fanfiction

“if you want the horse, we want to give you the horse. you know what we’re saying?” 

it’s hard to quote when they’re both talking at the same time BE POLITE AND LET EACH OTHER SPEAK 

“this is a two way relationship...” why did phil’s smile grow when dan said that

“slice our subscribe button like a spring onion” // “please don’t stab your laptop and/or mobile device” // “trot over to our other channels”

danisnotchoking (but he wants to be)

AmazingSpringOnion

[jibootaes]

hello i am here for the *cough cough* bts ask shit-thing :)))) so um like 2, 4, 6❗❗❗❗❗, 8, 9, 10, 14, 15, 16❗❗❗❗ (i enjoy to see you suffer cc: ), 21, 23❗❗❗, 24, 25❗❗, 26, 28❗, and 29 - love you, aoibheee

kassy i know for a fact that you’ve given me hard questions i sware,,,, anyWAY THANK U BABE HERE WE GO

2. describe is detail the moment where you fell in love with your bias(es)?

wHOOO so here we go lads strap yourselves in this is gonna be a wild ride. sooo, as u maybe know kass i was v deeply in love with the piece of food we call googie (jungkook that lil shit) @ first bc this boy was my first introduction to bangtan. he was the first person that caught my attention (the first vid i watched was dope so yeah he was in a police uniform and he just looked so good i literally pointed @ the screen and was like “YOU”) he was just go good-looking and charismatic an d fuck the slut was cute ok. the first pics i saw of him did not help with my utter infatuation like seriously look how could u not fall in love:

so yeah my infatuation with jungkook was not short lived but dUN DUN DUN HELLO BIAS WRECKER

taehyung slid into my dms abt two months after i had discovered bangtan anD THEN THE FATEFUL SHIP TAEKOOK,,, he was literally not there one second and i was having a peaceful relationship w kookie and then fuckiNG BAM here’s this cute lil peach with the prettiest smile ive ever seen and a laugh i would like to be played @ my funeral and literally the best personality and voice ive ever seen or heard like please taehyung if you’re reading this pls marry me bb

so yeah now taehyung is my ultimate bias of all of kpop im just so in love with him. everything abt him just makes me want to pick him up and eat him like please taehyung jUST I LOVE U. i hope this answers the question lol im just all over the place bc i love him sm :(((( well the moment i fell in love w him was p much when i was rewatching the boy in luv and war of hormone mvs and i just stared rlly hard @ him and was like?? yes thank u?? ill explain more in the next question lmaO

4. the moment you knew you wanted to commit to them 

anYWAY yeah i had a brief tussle between jk and tae, many arguments in my head but like i specifically remember the moment i decided taehyung was my bias- i was sitting up in my bed and it was abt 11 pm and i was looking @ the boy in luv music mv for like probably the seven hundredth time and he just appeared w his cute orange hair and his deep voice and i just snapped inside and everything inside me melted idk i jUST LOVE MY BOY TAEHYUNG KASS U KNOW THIS

all his awkward and endearing moments definitely made me fall for him even more, especially in the early days of knowing bangtan. i watched all the “v vs. awkward moments” like over and over and i just new that i was head over heels for him even tho i was trying to deny it bc i was adamant for jk to be my ult bias for a while lol 

one of the moments specifically!! the one where they’ve won a cruise ship and the presenters are trying to tell him whats happened and hes just so confused and blank anD SO FUCKING CUTE and hes just like?? u wot m8?? and like the presenter’s like “cruise.. travel.. hAPPY” anD HE’S JUST LIKE “WOW” o my god i love him so much dont evennnnn

6. favourite kimdaily and why?

GIRL WHAT YOU TRYNA DO THIS IS HARD,,, so ummmmmmmm dear god whICH ONE

probs this one?? its just his outfit is so cute and i love those trousers on him and namjoon!! in!! beanies!! and a pink one @ that!! i fucking agree!! and wow hes so pretty in shirts like that and just everything in this pic = perfection,, im probably missing so many kimdailys but this is the one that came to mind so ye!! i love namjoon!! whatta boY!!

(this one’s also iconic,, minions who? i only know namjoon. legends only.)

8. favourite eatjin moment and why?

oml def that time jk joined in and they were making noises and doing “interpretive dance” to say how the “food made them feel” and they just went so insane that namjoon heard them and like came into the room and they stopped immediately and sat there lookin innocent while namjoon was like “what’s going on?” and jin was like “nothin dear go away ur hearing things” i sWARE THESE BOYS IM SO :’)

9. how did you feel when yoongi released his mixtape?

does this explain? but no seriously that boy set me on fire that shit was so gooD and he deserved all the praise he got for his hard work and perseverance!! i love min yoongi :(

10. when did you realise that you’re in too deep?

i think it was the moment i watched bangtan bombs and interviews with no eng subs and just smiled so wide and laughed my ass off with them even though i had no idea what the hell they were talking abt?? and also when anyone asked me what i would want for christmas for for my birthday or anything like that and it was literally just like “buy me bangtan merch please”. o and when i forced my my mum and my grandpa to watch three whole episodes of eatjin. i loved it. 

14. top 5 ‘you’re lame but i love you anyway’ moments?

1. uhhhh so basically all of american hustle life lol but specifically that one moment where taehyung is trying to get across the room while namjoon is having an interview on one side of it, and he just fucking fails @ everything and breaks lights and trips and when he tries to slide back across the room on a fucking skateboard he falls of too and trips again and just namjoon was sO DONE i loved it even tho tae is the lamest person i swear 

2. the interview where jin confirmed namjin by telling everyone that namjoon was his celebrity crush, resulting in an awkward dude hug :’)

3. when jin said he rapped just like jay-z and yoongi just fUCKING LOST IT LMAO

4. “win. lose. at the end of the day i still have this face so who’s the real winner here?”

5. when jk sang to that dude on american hustle life and the guy said “i like your voice” and jk replied “yeah, i like you” and the rest of bangtan reacted like it was the fucking best thing in the world oml i lov my idiots 

15. the very first moment where you felt their sincere passion for music?

i mean, i always knew they really did love what they were doing, it was apparent just through how they express themselves and how invested they are in getting the music and performances just right.. but i guess it was really during the start of the wings era when i realised how much effort and time and heart that namjoon and yoongi and all of the members put into the lyrics and the whole album. what really hit me was how namjoon told us abt how they all just sat with jk and cried, and how the lyrics of begin really showed his feelings. along with all the lyrics from the wings album, especially their solo songs. it really gave me that feeling of knowing that they completely loved what they were doing and loved it enough to write about their own heartfelt experiences.

16. when was the moment when you felt ‘aw, kook is all grown up now~’?

KASSANDRA I SWEA-

?? why would u make me do this 

21. what was the reason the you believed that they would make it big one day? 

i think it’s always just their sincerity and hard work and pure talent that got them where they are. they’ve worked and grafted so hard to get to this level, but it was clear to see at the start of their career how much raw talent there was there, either with their fucking lit dancing and different style of music, there’s just something so attractive abt bangtan that you just can’t deny. they are DIFFERENT and i think that’s why so many people love them. also they’re huge dorks and i love them sm :(( also!! their music videos.. damn son. if you want just one reason out of many, there’s one. captivating storylines, amazing music, beautiful boys, beautiful dancing. need i say much more?

23. how did they impact on your life positively?

um, where do i begin??? ok so, first off, i’ve made new friends since discovering bangtan, interent and irl! they have such a huge fanbase its hard not to run into a few people you connect with. also, they have always, ALWAYS made me smile everyday since i found them around a year ago… yes hello i am that sappy stan trademark but like!! my boys!! sunshines of my life!! their music always makes me feel better, i love listening to it until i can sleep at night,, i have found my soulmate too?? mr. kim taehyung?? whatta man?? also a certain min yoongi has made my cry thoughtful, sincere tears with a lot of his lyrics.. i find this positive bc he opened my eyes up to a lot actually? his and namjoon’s lyrics are always hard hitting on a lot of down-to-earth, normal subjects like school and everyday problems. also i’ve found many more posters to fill up my walls with so thats good!! they make me feel all fuzzy ok, i love them :’)

24. were their negatives in stanning them? if there was/were, what were they?

well, there are no negatives that affect me personally really.. i mean i’ve gotten some teasing and stick @ school for like something that’s not essentially “normal”. i mean, i’m from a tiny, tiny town in rural ireland so?? please fourteen year old white boys?? give me your opinions?? bc i need them so much?? tell me how weird it is to listen to korean songs and how i dont know what they’re saying and how shit they are even tho you have never even layed eyes upon them?? :/ it’s really nothing tho, my love for bangtan outshines any hate that i’ve ever received lol 

25. what kind of role do you wish to see taehyung act as?

BITCH DONT GET ME STARTED I,,,, so i really want to see him a modern day, possibly bad boy, moterbike riding, leather jacket wearing, cocky ass motherfucker,, please i dont care what type of drama it is really i just need to live out my biker!tae fantasies,, just give me a tae that i can make head canons out of with amazing gifs for backup!! just let my baby boy act his heart out :(((((((((((((((( WITHOUT GETTING MURDERED IM LOOKING @ U HWARANG U FUCKING MOTHERFUCKING I SWEAR IM STILL SO UPSET ???

26. a song of your choice that you wish for any of them to cover?

im sorry im a sinning man but i want to hear taehyung sing strange love by halsey in his sultry, deep voice so i can die peacefully. also?? tae singing death of a bachelor by panic! at the disco?? kill me?? 

28. most touching/sentimental moment of them

i think just the whole mama 2016 awards? bc they won artist of the year and jk and yoongi and jin just broke down in tears and all i could think abt was how hard they’ve worked and all they’ve been through and how they’ve been dreaming and hoping abt a day like this… and backstage, when namjoon pulled yoongi into that hug… dont even… 

29. the proudest moment of them so far

um??? when they fucking literally blasted through the charts with spring day and the whole ynwa album?? stan legends only please?? they’ve gotten so far, everything just makes me proud :(( MY BBY GOOGIE GRADUATED TOO IM

ok dude that’s everything thank u for reading this long monster ;) LOVE YOU TOO KASSY

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I recently had a client come in requesting pelvic work because of injuries from her first birth. In her words, she had torn significantly, and had been stitched badly - she described something I’ve heard about from several other clients, the ‘husband stitch’, in which a doctor stitches the vaginal opening too tightly closed in order to supposedly make future sex with the birthing woman more pleasurable to an imaginary future male sex partner. Which, alone, makes me want to punch these particular doctors in the nads. Hard. Because - does this really need to be said? Sure seems like it does: WOMEN’S BODIES DO NOT EXIST TO PLEASE MEN. EVER. UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. This practice, like so many others, is a vestige of a dark age in which women were the property of men. Please observe, dear reader: WE DO NOT FUCKING LIVE IN THOSE DARK AGES ANYMORE. Not here. Not now. And any doctor acting as though we do should lose his or her license to practice medicine IMMEDIATELY. Birthing women are generally not asked about this: “Would you like this dodgy procedure?” It is just done to them - in a supremely vulnerable moment, I might add. Sometimes with a grody wink to the male partner in the room. Or so I am told. But back to the story. This client tore again with baby #2, and was attended to by a different doctor, who was shocked by the terrible work of the first doctor, and stitched her properly. She had been in pain for several years with the husband-stitch, and then was no longer in pain. But she felt that the tone of her pelvic floor had suffered, and she wanted to work on her “tightness”. Upon actually meeting this woman, she further revealed that her husband had been cheating on her, that she was fairly sure they would be separated within the year, and that her desire for a tighter vagina had to do with being able to keep a future male partner. She attributed the cheating to her vagina not being tight enough to please him. This made me turn some colors. The room is thankfully dim enough that I had some cover. Once I had recovered my wits, I told her quite precisely the following three things. Mark them well, women of my heart. 1) Your vagina is not a sheath for anybody’s cock. It is the core of your body, the powerhouse of your pleasure, the holy portal through which you have, like a god, pushed two human beings into the world. It is not a fucking sheath for a DICK. So please, take the checkout magazine stands full of 1980s Cosmos that apparently line the aisles of your mind, and set them on fire, because that is a bunch of fucking nonsense. 2) If your husband is a cheater, I GUARANTEE YOU that it has fuck all to do with the tone of your pussy. If he is cheating, it’s because he is a cheater. Please give credit where credit is due. If the sex you have been having with him has suffered since your first birth, perhaps that is because you were in excruciating pain whenever you did it, seeing as some idiot with diplomas on his wall gave you an unconscionable injury by stitching you badly and playing into this 1980s Cosmo complex you’re harboring. But please understand: cheating is not about vaginal tone. Cheating - sleeping with someone else and lying about it - is about being an asshole. 3) You do not want a tight vagina. That is a myth. When we use tight as a descriptor, we are discussing the pussy as a sheath. We are centering our entire experience in the pleasure of a male partner. And while we, of course, care very much about the experiences of our lovers, their perspectives are not more important than our own, and we do not take responsibility for anybody else's good time. Please keep your eye on the proverbial ball here. What you want is a strong vagina. A vagina that can grip, control, pulsate, and fully release a penetrating object at will - a cock, or otherwise - with a full range of sensation. A muscular vagina. A free vagina. If you do not have this experience, it is very likely because you - like many many many of the other women who come to me for pelvic bodywork - are, in fact, too tight. Your pelvic floor is hypertonic - it is in a perpetual state of spasm, and doesn’t remember how to release. Much like a hand, a vagina has to be able to both grasp and let go in order to do much for you. If it is hypotonic, it is like a hand that is floppy and cannot grasp. If it is hypertonic, it is like a perpetually clenched fist. Far more of the women I meet under these circumstances come to me in the latter category than the former. A tight vagina is a PROBLEM. As a physical reality, and as a concept. Get with me on this. Strength is the key. Across the board. Change your language and change your life. Please. Inhabit your body like you are the boss of it, like your experience is important, like you are the one steering your world, like your pleasure matters. Because it FUCKING DOES. Female pleasure is raucously, explosively powerful. It is what brings women of all ages and races and sizes and abilities and orientations home into our own blessed bodies. It is the lever which moves the world. Its power is such a treasure that billion dollar industries have arisen to manipulate women, throwing a glamour around our gaze that divorces us from our own sensations, focusing our sense of worth on our looks and throwing our lived physical reality under the bus. It is up to us to STOP FALLING FOR IT. We are not owned. We are not beholden. And our bodies are utterly magnificent, exactly as they are. Please start fucking acting like it. Love, PCWS http://embodyworkla.com/blog/ *artist unknown! if you know pls dm me!!