#evil kiss time mwahahaha

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[mochiwrites]

very important question (/half joking):

if grian lost his wedding ring when he lost his sweater to the watchers. did scar make him a new one? if so did grian know scar was making him a new one or did scar just surprise him with it one day

I have many questions this au has now taken over my brain

mwahahaha yes my evil plan to infect everyone with my silly fluffy au is working >:3c ask away my friend! >:D

and yeah! scar got him a new one when they reunited 🥺 grian was completely surprised by it too

the way I’m picturing it in my mind is like:

- grian escapes and lands in mumbo’s redstone world

- he uses mumbo’s communicator to get in contact with scar and scar drops everything and nyooms to mumbo’s

- grian and scar have the sweetest reunion, mumbo goes off world to give them some privacy. it’s during their first meeting that scar learns what happened and what grian lost (and his heart breaks a million times over)

- it takes scar a good bit of time to get done, but by the time grian joins them for s6, scar has a new ring for him. they meet at grian’s lil ship in a bottle where scar has grian kneel with him all over and slots the ring back on his finger (there are many tears and kisses involved)

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Love Me Forever

Pairing: Jake Jensen / Plus Size Reader

Summary: A brief look into what Jake and his Angel are up to.

Warnings: fluff, hits of sexy time

A/N: This is a sequel to Love Me Again. Takes place about two years in the future.  This is a revised copy of my oc fic. It is still written in 3rd person. No stealing, no reposts, no translations, no feeding to AIs. Comments, reblogs and likes are always welcome and appreciated.

Love Me Again     Main Masterlist

Y/N sat propped up on their bed, her legs bent up. Clad in only a bra and her lover’s eyepatch, faintly smelling like pink starbursts, cherishing the perfect moment. The fear of losing this again lived in the back of her mind. Her soulmate came back to her, she refused to take a single day for granted.

It took a long time for them to get back to this place. Rebuilding what they used to have brick by brick until their foundation was solid once more. She fell in love with him every day. With every bad joke, every laugh, every kiss. He never stopped showing that he belonged to her, and she to him.

Jake wore his favorite pirate hat and Lord of the Rings boxers. Contently cuddling his angel’s legs, placing lazy kisses on her knees, soaking up the postcoital bliss. She stroked his arm and back, making him purr. Most days he couldn’t believe his angel was real. Thankful for each day she chose him. There was no one more perfect in his eyes. He prayed he would never lose her again.

They had just finished celebrating the addition of the Sword of Omens to their weapons wall. After a brief debate on where it looked the best, they decided it fit between Excalibur and the Bat’leth. Their house décor was a geek's dream. The real deal items however, had to be hidden. Of course there were several secret passages built into the home. Y/N’s lab where she worked on her drones and Jake’s equipment had to be kept safe.

Parting her legs, he moved between them with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He has her full attention. On all fours, he growled like a tiger while stalking up her body. Once nose to nose, he pulled back, wiggling his eyebrows. His right hand disappeared under the pillow next to her, fiddling with something she couldn’t see.

“Ta da!” Jake pulled his hand out, now wearing three finger puppets. 

“Are those rats?”

He tsksd at her, “Opossums my dear, America's only marsupial. Have some respect.” Shimmying lower, he half rested on her belly, making himself comfortable.

Using her as a stage, he began to dance them across her stomach as she watched with amusement.

“Look, it’s a remake of see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. BUT they forgot, smell no evil?” Jake loudly sniffed the air. “There's evil afoot.” 

He continued to sniff all over Y/N, tickling her. Reaching her neck, he narrowed his eyes at her. Taking a large whiff and a small lick, he moved away. Lips pursed in suspicion, “Hmm, semi evil.”

“Mwahahaha.” A fourth puppet popped up on the index finger of his left hand.

“Villain! ATTACK!” A great battle raged across her chest and torso. “Pew pew… Kapow… Ahhh… Take that… Bang… You’ll never take me alive… Pow… Thwack.” Jake made the fighting noises to a soundtrack of her giggles.

“Oh nooooooo… Save me. Save me.” The evil opossum fell dramatically into her cleavage.

Jake glanced up, eyes wide in alarm, “He fell in a booby trap.”

Shaking with laughter, Y/N pressed her hands into her aching cheeks.

His voice took on a somber tone, “Sadly, there was no escape for the scoundrel. It was a slow death, but hey, what a way to go.”

“Now the good news is, the survivors of the war for Mount Gazongas turned their lives around. Yes, indeed. They became an overnight sensation as the next big music group, Nocturnal Melody. Their cute noses and prehensile tails stole the hearts of the world.”

Sounding like a deranged mickey mouse, the puppets began singing, “Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream. Bung, bung, bung, bung…”

The puppets covered her face for their finale. Once Jake’s hand passed over, Y/N’s eyes popped back open, greeted with his bright smile.

“Ah, my wish came true.” He softly kissed her waiting lips. “I love you, Angel.”

“I love you more.”

Jake shook his head, “Mm.”

She quirked her eyebrow in challenge, “Mmhm."

“Nuh-uh.”

“Uh-huh.”

Kissing her again, he chuckled, “The love war continues.”

She smiled into the kiss, “Never-ending.”

A finger possum inserted himself into the conversation. His high squeaky voice inquiring, “What about meeee? Do you love meeeee?”

Y/N grimaced, “Not so much.”

Gasping, Jake pulled the puppet away protectively. “How could you not love him? Poor Mr. Trashcan. Look at that face. Don't you want to keep him forever?”

“Sorry, one horny animal in this bed is enough.”

He took her hand, kissing it. The air around them seemed to shift. He whispered into her flesh, “Do you want me forever?”

“Of course I do.” She tried to break the tension with a joke, “Wait, you're house trained, aren't you?” Seeing the serious look on his face, she stopped. He doesn't wear one of those often.

“You really are my dream girl. I couldn't have imagined someone that matches me so perfectly. You are so funny and smart and sexy and thoughtful. You're creative and kind, beautiful and sweet and a blast to be around. A great friend, coworker, partner and all around badass. You understand me like no one else ever has, or will. Each day with you is the best day of my life.”

Choked up, her eyes watering, Y/N was at a loss for words.

Flashing a lopsided grin, he nervously continued, “I was originally going to make a huge spectacle, but after everything that’s happened, and how fucking amazing you are for still being with me, I didn’t want to push my luck. So I'm keeping it small, just us, and hoping with all my heart that this goes my way.”

Furrowing her brows, she searched his eyes for answers.

Jake leaned back, going onto his knees. Pulling off two finger opossums, he threw them over his shoulder. As he pulled off the last one, there was a quick glimmer and a sound of something falling in the puppet.

“Shit.” Jake shook it, trying to dislodge the item, but it wouldn’t budge. He huffed, “This is not going to plan at all.”

Peeking up into the offending puppet, he used his pinky to dig it out. “Ah ha.”

Y/N sat up straight, ripping off the eyepatch. Pinched between his fingers was a diamond ring. “Jakey?”

Jake smiled at her, assuring her this was real. “My Angel, you are everything to me and I never ever EVER want to lose you again. Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?”

She met his eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Fuck yes!” She shouted, grabbing his face and kissing him eagerly. When his hat fell off, she picked it up, putting it back on his head. 

“You really want to spend the rest of your life with me, Jackey?”

Shaking his head, Jake took off his hat, placing it on her head. “Not long enough. You better believe I'm going to haunt your ass. And when you meet me in the afterlife, we’ll spend eternity as a fearsome ghost couple. I got places picked out we can haunt.” He slid the ring onto her finger, “We'll be legendary.”

She squeezed his hand, “Promise?”

“Promise. You got me forever, Angel.” Jake moved next to her, pulling her to him to lay down. Adjusting the covers over them, he held her to his chest and kissed her hair.

Angling her head, she kissed him properly. Murmuring, “Love you, love you, love you.”

Returning her head to rest on him, Y/N wiggled uncomfortably, a funny look on her face. She reached into her bra, pulling out the villainous puppet.

The couple erupted in a fit of laughter.

The End

A/N: A special thank you to everyone that has read this version or the original. I appreciate you all and I’d love to know your thoughts.

[fandomsandfairytales]

So tonight I watched my first ever Rings of Power episode.

Some brief background on my thoughts on/experiences with TROP: I haven't actually watched any of it, though I have read occasional articles on it and I've been in online spaces that are pro-TROP and anti-TROP. I'm kinda....neutral-TROP, leaning a little more negative, but I'm interested enough to read up on what's going on in the current season.

I've kept going back and forth on wanting to watch the show at all, mainly because I don't feel like dedicating the time to it. But tonight I was like "I kinda wanna watch something while eating dinner. Maybe TROP?" I didn't really want to watch the very first episode in season 1, because I'd been semi-keeping up with season 2 stuff, so I decided, why not watch the newest episode that literally came out today? So that's what I did. Here's my thoughts on 2x07—non-spoiler-y above the cut, and spoiler-y below.

Non-spoiler-y things:

My reactions were mainly lots and lots of tearing up and yelling at my TV screen. Not even in a "I dislike this" way, but a "I get easily emotional about media sometimes" way, lol.

Celebrimbor and Annatar's interactions were fantastically done. I kept yelling at Annatar XD it definitely gave me ideas for & validated stuff I was already thinking about for "but for the look in his eyes". Mwahahaha.

I enjoyed getting to see Elrond—he feels very young and it was cool to see him before the time of LOTR, when he is not yet seen as the wise lord of Rivendell.

General feelings about the episode: I liked it and was annoyed by it in turns. I think it was the best first episode I could've watched, because I already knew a fair amount of what was happening and it wasn't hard to pick up on.

Spoiler-y things (these are all over the place and really not in chronological order, lol):

Celebrimbor cutting off his thumb to get out of the chains!!! For a moment I really thought he was going to pull a Maedhros (really, a Fingon) and cut off his whole wrist. But then he only put his thumb under the metal cutter thingy and I also noticed it was his left hand

The soldiers and Mirdania had major "sure Grandpa, let's get you back to the nursing home" vibes when interacting with him

I really enjoyed watching Annatar and Celebrimbor's interactions. I'm sure some people read their relationship as Silvergifting, and I don't, but I still enjoyed it. Annatar's condescension to Celebrimbor! Annatar telling the people that Celebrimbor had gone insane when in actuality Celebrimbor didn't know anything was happening bc Annatar was hiding it from him! Annatar pulling the victim-blaming move of "you made me do this to you" and Celebrimbor going "no. nope. you're the Great Deceiver"! Celebrimbor breaking down over his city in flames and realizing he's been betrayed!!! So so good. I had fun yelling at Annatar (things like "SHUSH," "HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT," "STOP IT" etc.)

Celebrimbor and Galadriel finding solace and understanding in each other getting manipulated by Sauron was sweet. Even though of course all of Galadriel's interactions with Halbrand in season 1 didn't happen in canon, I liked that it gave Galadriel and Celebrimbor something in common.

I hated/was genuinely upset at Annatar making those guys kill each other. Not on a basis of whether he could actually do that or not, but because there was a book I read with an evil villain who did mind control and that specific thing really reminded me of that.

The parallels to Helm's Deep, like with all the archers on the wall and the orcs breaching the wall and then the light coming over the hill, were kinda cheesy. I wanted to be more awe-inspired, but I just really....wasn't.

THE. KISS. I yelled at my TV for that. I was literally screaming "NO!!! THAT IS SO WRONG!!!!! THAT SHOULD NOT BE HAPPENING NO NO NO NOOOOOOOO UGH THAT IS SO WRONG"

And I was pretty sure it was for a specific reason, so Elrond could give Galadriel something to escape, and it was, but STILL. HE COULD HAVE JUST HUGGED HER AND SLIPPED HER THE PIN. SERIOUSLY. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE, SHOW WRITERS

Celebrimbor said something along the lines of "I knew he would bring trouble" and I immediately started singing "I knew you were trouble when you walked in..." XD

And then when he said "I built this city," I sang, "We built this city on rock and roll"

It was cool getting to see the footage of Elrond fighting, because I remembered those clips from the trailer and being kinda excited over them

Durin's speech to the dwarves was pretty great. I enjoyed it

I also enjoyed his and Elrond's interactions!!! The way Durin called Elrond a flagpole made me laugh but also made me think of Celebrimbor's fate, being strung up on a pole like a banner

I liked the sort-of parallel to the Nirnaeth with the dwarves not coming (or not appearing to anyway) to help

All of The Silm name-drops and mentions!!!! I got excited over those. Melian as Elrond's ancestress (I squealed), Fëanor's hammer (loved that honestly), Morgoth, the Valar, Rúmil. Like, these names are being spoken on TV in the year of our Lord 2024 and yes this show is not canon-compliant but there's references to The Silm and I am eating them up

Galadriel looked younger than Elrond, which I thought could be a possibility because Morfydd Clark and Robert Aramayo appear roughly the same age, though it kinda irked me because she's his (future) mother-in-law. But somehow, when Galadriel was with Celebrimbor, even though he definitely looked older than her, she managed to convey a sense of wisdom and care that made sense as an aunt to his character.

I decided at the start of the episode that I'm not going to be upset about how old Celebrimbor looked compared to Elrond and Galadriel, because that ship has sailed, we are firmly in season 2, complaining about how anyone looks now is completely pointless. And also if I kind of...separate him from the younger cast, the comparison doesn't distract me. Charles Edwards is a good actor and he plays Celebrimbor well, so yeah.

Gil-Galad's voice was deeper than I expected. However, the good thing was that I didn't really have a picture in my head of him before TROP season 1 came out, so he kinda got established as "that's how he looked," and his voice was the only somewhat surprising thing about him to me.

I liked Gil-Galad and Elrond's armor.

I was rooting for Arondir.

Elrond: "You should not be here!" Me: "Yeah, why are you only showing up now? Lol"

Gil-Galad's following line about how a king should not stay back in a fight or whatever totally made me think of "A king is he who can hold his own" (Maedhros)

Adar's character still drives me crazy because who the heck is he??? this man (elf, orc, whatever) is not in canon unless he has a different name but UGH

The battles and CGI and stuff all felt....not fake exactly. But it felt very modern-day and somewhat cheap in the making, whereas the LOTR movies and even The Hobbit feel like there's so much more poured into it all. The design, the pacing/story beats, the depth. Even though there was a battle, and characters' lives were on the line, I didn't...feel a whole lot about that. (To be fair, I am jumping in after not seeing any of the rest of this show, and also I know Galadriel and Elrond are going to live. So there's that. But I've read reviews that have a similar perspective, so idk.)

I loved that Elrond got so upset about his horse being killed and fought harder bc of it. I thought there might actually be backstory about him and his horse that I'm not aware of, but even if it's just that he simply cares about animals and his horse was killed, I'm all for it.

The "put your backs into it, maggots!" or whatever the orc commander guys were yelling was VERY Lord of the Rings-movie esque. Also I kinda liked the parallel to the orcs expressing concerns to Saruman about the trees and stuff (with the orc guy questioning Adar about sacrificing orc lives to reach Sauron)

I don't remember who said this, but it was probably Adar: "Leave Sauron to me" made me remark "yeah, we've heard that before. From Saruman" (in The Hobbit: Battle of the Five Armies)

I didn't think about this until later, but the episode didn't have any advancements in the Harfoots or Numenoreans plotlines, and I'm perfectly fine with that

All in all: I'd say the episode was a 7/10. Maybe a 6.5/10 because of the kiss. As I mentioned at the start, I think it was the best first episode I could watch—yes, because I already had some context for most things, but also because there were pivotal points in this episode for plotlines that I liked. Annatar's corruption of Celebrimbor was realized, the war for Eregion fully under way, Elrond and Gil-Galad fought in the battle, Elrond and Durin talked, Celebrimbor and Galadriel talked. I got to see the characters and plotlines I was most interested in, and I genuinely enjoyed that. I might actually watch the next episode when it comes out, we'll see!

[niffala]

Love Me Forever

Pairing: Jake Jensen / Plus-size OFC (Maisie)

Summary: A brief look into what Jake and his Angel are up to.

Warnings: fluff, mention of sexy times

A/N: This is a sequel to Love Me Again. Takes place about two years in the future. Reader insert version found here. No stealing, no reposts, no translations, no feeding to AIs. Comments, reblogs and likes are always welcome and appreciated. 

Love Me Again    Main Masterlist   

Maisie sat propped up on their bed, her legs bent up. Clad in only a bra and her lover’s eyepatch, faintly smelling like pink starbursts, cherishing the perfect moment. The fear of losing this again lived in the back of her mind. Her soulmate came back to her, she refused to take a single day for granted.

It took a long time for them to get back to this place. Rebuilding what they used to have brick by brick until their foundation was solid once more. She fell in love with him every day. With every bad joke, every laugh, every kiss. He never stopped showing that he belonged to her, and she to him.

Jake wore his favorite pirate hat and Lord of the Rings boxers. Contently cuddling his angel’s legs, placing lazy kisses on her knees, soaking up the postcoital bliss. She stroked his arm and back, making him purr. Most days he couldn’t believe his angel was real. Thankful for each day she chose him. There was no one more perfect in his eyes. He prayed he would never lose her again.

They had just finished celebrating the addition of the Sword of Omens to their weapons wall. After a brief debate on where it looked the best, they decided it fit between Excalibur and the Bat’leth. Their house décor was a geek's dream. The real deal items however, had to be hidden. Of course there were several secret passages built into the home. Maisie’s lab where she worked on her drones and Jake’s equipment had to be kept safe.

Parting her legs, he moved between them with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He has her full attention. On all fours, he growled like a tiger while stalking up her body. Once nose to nose, he pulled back, wiggling his eyebrows. His right hand disappeared under the pillow next to her, fiddling with something she couldn’t see.

“Ta da!” Jake pulled his hand out, now wearing three finger puppets. 

“Are those rats?”

He tsksd at her, “Opossums my dear, America's only marsupial. Have some respect.” Shimmying lower, he half rested on her belly, making himself comfortable.

Using her as a stage, he began to dance them across her stomach as she watched with amusement.

“Look, it’s a remake of see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. BUT they forgot, smell no evil?” Jake loudly sniffed the air. “There's evil afoot.” 

He continued to sniff all over Maisie, tickling her. Reaching her neck, he narrowed his eyes at her. Taking a large whiff and a small lick, he moved away. Lips pursed in suspicion, “Hmm, semi evil.”

“Mwahahaha.” A fourth puppet popped up on the index finger of his left hand.

“Villain! ATTACK!” A great battle raged across her chest and torso. “Pew pew… Kapow… Ahhh… Take that… Bang… You’ll never take me alive… Pow… Thwack.” Jake made the fighting noises to a soundtrack of her giggles.

“Oh nooooooo… Save me. Save me.” The evil opossum fell dramatically into her cleavage.

Jake glanced up, eyes wide in alarm, “He fell in a booby trap.”

Shaking with laughter, Maisie pressed her hands into her aching cheeks.

His voice took on a somber tone, “Sadly, there was no escape for the scoundrel. It was a slow death, but hey, what a way to go.”

“Now the good news is, the survivors of the war for Mount Gazongas turned their lives around. Yes, indeed. They became an overnight sensation as the next big music group, Nocturnal Melody. Their cute noses and prehensile tails stole the hearts of the world.”

Sounding like a deranged mickey mouse, the puppets began singing, “Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream. Bung, bung, bung, bung…”

The puppets covered her face for their finale. Once Jake’s hand passed over, Maisie’s eyes popped back open, greeted with his bright smile.

“Ah, my wish came true.” He softly kissed her waiting lips. “I love you, Angel.”

“I love you more.”

Jake shook his head, “Mm.”

She quirked her eyebrow in challenge, “Mmhm."

“Nuh-uh.”

“Uh-huh.”

Kissing her again, he chuckled, “The love war continues.”

She smiled into the kiss, “Never-ending.”

A finger possum inserted himself into the conversation. His high squeaky voice inquiring, “What about meeee? Do you love meeeee?”

Maisie grimaced, “Not so much.”

Gasping, Jake pulled the puppet away protectively. “How could you not love him? Poor Mr. Trashcan. Look at that face. Don't you want to keep him forever?”

“Sorry, one horny animal in this bed is enough.”

He took her hand, kissing it. The air around them seemed to shift. He whispered into her flesh, “Do you want me forever?”

“Of course I do.” She tried to break the tension with a joke, “Wait, you're house trained, aren't you?” Seeing the serious look on his face, she stopped. He doesn't wear one of those often.

“You really are my dream girl. I couldn't have imagined someone that matches me so perfectly. You are so funny and smart and sexy and thoughtful. You're creative and kind, beautiful and sweet and a blast to be around. A great friend, coworker, partner and all around badass. You understand me like no one else ever has, or will. Each day with you is the best day of my life.”

Choked up, her eyes watering, Maisie was at a loss for words.

Flashing a lopsided grin, he nervously continued, “I was originally going to make a huge spectacle, but after everything that’s happened, and how fucking amazing you are for still being with me, I didn’t want to push my luck. So I'm keeping it small, just us, and hoping with all my heart that this goes my way.”

Furrowing her brows, she searched his eyes for answers.

Jake leaned back, going onto his knees. Pulling off two finger opossums, he threw them over his shoulder. As he pulled off the last one, there was a quick glimmer and a sound of something falling in the puppet.

“Shit.” Jake shook it, trying to dislodge the item, but it wouldn’t budge. He huffed, “This is not going to plan at all.”

Peeking up into the offending puppet, he used his pinky to dig it out. “Ah ha.”

Maisie sat up straight, ripping off the eyepatch. Pinched between his fingers was a diamond ring. “Jakey?”

Jake smiled at her, assuring her this was real. “My Angel, you are everything to me and I never ever EVER want to lose you again. Maisie Rose Shelton, will you marry me?”

She met his eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Fuck yes!” She shouted, grabbing his face and kissing him eagerly. When his hat fell off, she picked it up, putting it back on his head. 

“You really want to spend the rest of your life with me, Jackey?”

Shaking his head, Jake took off his hat, placing it on her head. “Not long enough. You better believe I'm going to haunt your ass. And when you meet me in the afterlife, we’ll spend eternity as a fearsome ghost couple. I got places picked out we can haunt.” He slid the ring onto her finger, “We'll be legendary.”

She squeezed his hand, “Promise?”

“Promise. You got me forever, Angel.” Jake moved next to her, pulling her to him to lay down. Adjusting the covers over them, he held her to his chest and kissed her hair.

Angling her head, she kissed him properly. Murmuring, “Love you, love you, love you.”

Returning her head to rest on him, Maisie wiggled uncomfortably, a funny look on her face. She reached into her bra, pulling out the villainous puppet.

The couple erupted in a fit of laughter.

The End

A/N: A special thank you to everyone that has read this. I appreciate you all and I’d love to know your thoughts.

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

Requests are still open! MWAHAHAHA

I was pleasantly surprised that you wrote my last request so quickly, THANK YOU SM! 🥹👉🏻👈🏻😊

I have another for my evil wolf boi Mairon

Something sexy, something soft and fluffy

Maybe they're horseback riding and come across a pond/lake? Reader tries really hard to convince him to take a dip. He's reluctant to say yes, and only does bc his need to ~taste~ her makes it hard for him to concentrate on his other tasks >;3

Thanks for taking requests and for taking the time to read mine! Have a beautiful day 💚

Hope you're having a great day too! I wanted to post this yesterday, but I hated everything in the draft. Hope you like this instead.

Skinny Dipping

Pairing : Mairon x Fem. Reader (Maia / Second person POV)

Themes : Soft | Fluff | Smut

Word count: 1.4K words

Summary : A search for something important turned into something a lot more fun.

Warnings: Kissing 

Rating: 🔥

Minors DNI | 18+

If you like this, please give it a reblog.

Want to be tagged? Want to know the rules? Read all here.

Mairon controlled his horse far better than you did with yours. He kept a light hand on Black Tide's reins, so he wouldn't spook and throw you off.

And it was all due to the storm that hammered over the land. Lightning still flashed and threw blinding white light over the slate-grey sky, and thunder still bellowed in the distance. The storm may have ceased, but the air still had a touch of temper in it. "How far, my love?" you inquired, looking around.

The search had been for an elusive herb that was needed for Mairon’s newest innovation: a cursed blade that would break in the body of their victim and slowly turn them into a wraith, thus ensnaring them in the service of Lord Melkor.

And the search had so far been fruitless. The two of you looked and looked, but this mysterious plant was nowhere to be found. On and on you rode, until the air calmed and the sky darkened, and the both of you found yourselves deep within a forest.

"Not long, my jewel," Mairon looked over to you and grinned - a slow smile that would make you go weak in the knees. "I was told this herb grows deep within the forest."

Oh wonderful. Trudging around weeds and mud, and swatting insects that took too much of an interest in your face. What joy. What absolute, unbridled joy.

Oh, and you remembered, there was a lake. A stunningly beautiful lake in the heart of the forest. Oh, to see it and perhaps take a swim in it. And perhaps to entice your companion to join you. It might make this whole exercise worth your while. "Let us ride on then," you said, and you urged your horse forward.

In the end, the search for the herb was in vain, for nothing could be found. But the lake, on the other hand...

"Shall we take a swim?" you asked and dismounted.

Mairon, deaf to your request, huffed and kept looking. You asked again, this time a little louder. "My love? Shall we go for a swim?"

Again, no answer. "Mairon!" you said sharply this time.

All you received in answer was the chirping of a million crickets. Lawks, it felt like the Maia had lost all hearing, so you switched to a different tactic. One guaranteed to catch his attention. By using an epithet he loathed.

You coughed and straightened your spine. "Wolf boy!" you cried and stamped your feet. "Will you please listen to me?"

That caught his attention. Mairon slowly rose, his golden eyes spitting fire while he glared. Oh, how he glared. Wolf boy? You dare call him Wolf boy? He made his way toward you, needing an explanation. "What did you call me?" he hissed.

And how you struggled to keep your grin hidden. Mairon looked fit to be tied, really, and you thought it would be best to get him into the water to cool him off. "Wonderful. Now that I've got your attention," you snickered and walked towards the sure sound of waves lapping against a shore. "How about a swim?"

Mairon sputtered as you went ahead. He just gaped and gaped, his quest for the herb nearly forgotten. A swim? You wanted to go for a swim? Now? While there was something more important to do?

"Come on, my love!" You cried from a distance. "It is already evenfall!"

Mairon sighed and trudged along, thinking that if he indulged you in your yen for a swim, then perhaps you would help him search for that blasted herb. He walked and walked, his eyes darting around from one corner to another, looking for hidden dangers, one ear listening in to what was going on in the forest and the other on you, in case you ran into trouble. He listened again and sighed.

The lake was near, and you were splashing about in the water, thoroughly enjoying yourself. Mairon walked to an old pier, and looked around. Sure enough, here was your mantle, and there were your dress and boots.

Mairon swallowed. Your dress was on that pier. And you were in the water, unclad. He hummed as a hot wave of lust arrowed neatly into his gut. Mairon looked towards the forest, then to the water, then to you. He had something to do, something important, but the sight of you in that water?

On an oath, he undressed himself and plunged into the freezing lake. Oh, but he did not feel it. Not Mairon. The heat of his own body shielded him, and he swam towards you in quick, deliberate strokes. "So," he grumbled, wiping the hair from his eyes. "This is what you wanted to do, my jewel?"

You swam around him, taking in the slicked back hair that looked like fired gold under the light of a full moon. And how he carried himself. Even in the water, Mairon looked so sure of himself; his entire form was filled with the sort of burning confidence one would only find in someone such as him. "I am," you murmured and continued to swim. "And it is all the better since you are here."

Mairon managed a smile and swam with you, his eyes scanning the shores of the lake. It was something he did whenever he took you away from the safety of the fortress. And his worries were unfounded. The lake was quiet, and there was nary an animal to be seen, or a bird to be heard. Satisfied, he grew more at ease and swam about with you, drinking in your body as you glided through the water. His belly kept twisting as lust grew hot and strong in him. Mairon looked around and came to a decision. He decided the herb could wait. The growing fire in his belly, on the other hand, could not.

"Let us head back," He said and turned to the shore.

You sputtered, "But we have just--"

"Now, my jewel," he insisted and swam back.

That tone. Oh, how you understood that tone. One that was very much I-am-lord-commander-of-Lord-Melkor’s-armies, one that would brook no refusal, not even from you. You swallowed and swam back, even as your skin warmed, your interest piqued.

Mairon was already there, seated on a grassy patch, his eyes fixed on you the entire time. "You ran off to the lake," he growled.

You hummed when you reached him. "Yes I did," you said, unsure if you were to sit or stand. In the end, you settled on standing.

His eyes narrowed to thin slats. "You just jumped into the water without a care for your safety."

"Maybe…" you hummed again, your knees growing weak when his eyes darkened.

"Distracted me from my search…"

"It was just a whim," you mumbled, your heart pounding away in your chest. It was not anger you saw gleam in his eyes, but something else. Something far more dark and enticing.

"A whim, my jewel?" Mairon looked up, taking in the moonlight in your hair and the tiny beads of water that seemed to glisten on your skin. Oh, but to have a taste… "Well, I have a whim of my own."

Before you had a chance to think or even blink, Mairon grabbed your hand and pulled you onto his lap. Before you had a chance to say one word, his mouth opened over yours in a kiss that burned, one that made your entire body tremble with need. You felt yourself melt against him, sighs and whimpers rising at the back of your throat when his tongue traced its way around your lips and a hand slid around to cup the back of your neck.

And Mairon was not one to rush. He took his time, moment by slow moment, his lips plundering yours until your very bones turned to water and your moans poured into his mouth. He forgot all else; his entire being was filled with just taking and taking, until you had nothing left to give. His head reeled when you sighed softly and as his need for you grew, Mairon, in one swift move, grabbed onto you and moved you onto the soft grass, his own body laying heavy over yours. The feel of your hands gliding over his chest drew out a soft moan and another kiss, one that was soft and sweet. "Now," Mairon said wickedly, his lips tugging into a wolfish grin. "How about we make the most of tonight, my jewel?"

[mygreatadventurehasbegun]

Lady Marian (2, 12, 23) Harry Roat Jr. (1, 16, 27) Belle (the animated one - 7, 9, 29) Emma Watson Belle (b/c I'm evil mwahahaha - 2, 8, 23)

Lady Marian

2. When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like)

Immediately! When I was six, she was just the pretty lady in the pretty dresses, so what's not to like? But as I got older, I recognized what an amazing character she is!!

12. Sexuality hc!

Straight and madly in love with Robin! She even considered eloping with him...which I imagine was a huge no-no in the 12th century.

23. Future headcanon

Beyond "they lived happily ever after"? lol

I think they got married and had a family, of course...they live in a nice castle (she's the King's ward and he's an Earl, so...nice real estate). And I imagine she's a very good mom (and oh my god, how adorable would Robin be as a dad to a little girl??) and is well-loved by everyone. I remember watching Robin and Marian for the first time and thinking that I could see Olivia's Marian maturing into Audrey's Marian...

Harry Roat, Jr.

My first impression of them

He's a massive creep!

16. A childhood headcanon

Oh no....I shudder to think...I have a feeling it probably wasn't the most pleasant...I think he was probably fairly isolated, only allowing a select few into his inner circle...No real stable parental figures, and when they were around, he learned how to manipulate them into getting what he wanted.

27. If they could meet a character from another show/movie/etc, who would be the most fun for them to meet?

Oh my god!! I'm trying to think of what was released before this movie takes place...Maybe Tommy Udo from Kiss of Death...why? It's literally the first character that popped into my head...and I haven't even seen the movie...but he's a murderer who's tracking down the man who betrayed him. The only other thing I know about him is that he's played by Richard Widmark. I feel like they'd swap stories.

Belle (animated)

7. A quote of them that you remember

"It's my favorite! Far off places, daring swordfights, magic spells, a prince in disguise!"

9. Your least favorite outfit of them

I mean they're all great, but I think I'd have to pick the green one she wears when she sees the library. (and I still love that one!)

29. How do you think they would be as a parent? (and if they are a parent, how do you think they would be if they weren't?)

Belle is probably an amazing mom! Encouraging her children to use their imagination and being an amazing listener.

Belle (2017...UGH)

2. When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like)

Probably the second time I watched to film. The first time, I was sort of middle of the road with this Belle (mostly due to the fact that I watched this movie in the theater on about three hours of sleep, due to food poisoning the night before...but I had already bought my ticket, so I was going). I thought she was...fine. But then I watched the movie again, and I realized what had actually happened to this character and I was...displeased, to say the least.

8. Your favorite outfit of them

*First of all, very wise not to ask about my least favorite, because I would write a dissertation.

I think I'd have to say her town dress. As long as her skirt is not tucked into her belt! But I thought it was a nice update on the original's simple blue and white dress.

But let's be real here...the best outfit in the movie is Audra's dress from the finale.

23. Future headcanon

I don't really care...but I do remember seeing the concept art for this movie and there was one that showed Belle and the Prince (in human form) with a bunch of kids in the library, but it looked like it was set up to be a school. So that might be interesting, if the Prince opened up his castle to the village children to let them use the library.

Thanks for asking!!

[mistergandalf]

Essay time!!! yay! here's hoping ask boxes are long enough.....

OKAY!!! to start out i ADORE this chapter!!!! ADORE!!!! I love everyone's interactions and the flow and the flangst (fluffy angst)!!! Once again you have shown yourself an AMAZING writer!!

THIS PART!!! I adore how Thorins first instinct is to touch. just..hus words can be caustic a lot of the time but one thing I've noticed in your fics is that his hands are - for the most part - gentle. it's as if they can say what his words often can't? if that makes sense. And I can picture his touch being hust....so gentle. I L9VE THEM.

Dwalin!! I love that you had him mention that they are kin. I dont often see ot in fics, but they're cousins!!! and it should be utilized. I also like how dwalin is....not gruffer? but his motions while gentle don't have tje same feeling as Thorins though I know both of them adore the boys.

AGAIN WITH THE PHYSICAL TOUCH. I ADORE THEM. And just...Thorin being a good uncle! yes! go Thorin!

I know you were worried about Oins characterization, but I think you got him PERFEFT. matter-of-fact but also concerned and clipped? I love him!

"You have touched but a corner of it" - see? I like this. jo shame. just matter of fact. Dwalin isn't berating him for not knowing. Hes acknowledging that they sheltered the boys as much as they could. and I love that they did. ALSO "That which sustains the life of evil can wreak havoc on the life of Free Folk" is a LINE AND I LOVE IT.

GENTLE THORIN! SOFT THORIN! GIVING LOTS OF LOVE! GO HIM! ALSO YES FAMILIAL PLATONIC TOLKIEN-ESQUE KISSES. MORE!

GO OIN TELL HIM. Kili listen to your cousin!

COMFORT THORIN = BEST THORIN. just AGA SKOANAGAYABAKSKDUSGBW I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

okay. yelling done. and this isn't so much an "essay" as me yelling at you. sorry! here's hoping this sends! I can't wait for the next chapter and you're amazing and I'm so happy you're writing again!

I LOVEEEEE YOU EVERY FANFIC AUTHOR DREAMS OF MESSAGES LIKE THIS. I shall respond to all points in order mwahahaha.

lmao I love the word "flangst." I guess that's really what h/c is when you boil it down, huh?

CRYING ABOUT THIS ANALYSIS OF HOW I WRITE THORIN. Like okay really the issue here is that physical touch is my love language so I've GOTTA write this way I guess. But also I love love love the idea that he can say with his hands what he can't with his words?? I guess I do that a lot. I write him pretty gruff a lot of the time, and reticent with what he says, but definitely not reticent with reaching out physically! I don't know what that says about anything but I do love it lmao.

And I think Dwalin is a huuuuge softie. Graham McTavish has my heart because he can slay me with a single expression... like have you ever seen Outlander? He destroys in his role in that show and even though I honestly hated his character a lot, his performance still brought me to tears. He did the same especially in the throne room scene in BoFA and uuughhh he's just soft inside and I don't care how he tries to come off, he's a teddy bear and I'll make sure anyone KNOWS IT.

AND YES. I honestly really really loved writing Oin in this chapter. I know we talked about it before, but I really did keep thinking about how he only starts getting heated when he thinks he's going to lose Kili in DoS, and tried to translate that here. Like he's quick, clipped, and down to business, and he's not going to let people get in his way in order to save a life. He's a good Dwarf and I feel like a lot of other fanfic authors don't make use of him like I do?? He's basically the family doctor in my fics and I don't care if no one else does that because I'll do it forever lmao.

AND: Thank you for pointing out that line Dwalin said, because him saying that and Kili's response was literally the very first thing I wrote of this entire fic and I was so so so excited to finally get to put it in!!! The Free Folk line I came up with while writing but ugh I was really excited about using that one specifically. You know how a writer loves to hear that a darling line really stood out to the readers, too!

YES GENTLE KISSES. SORRY EVERYONE ELSE BUT I'M ITALIAN AND I LOVE PHYSICAL TOUCH. And also this is exactly how I am with my own nephew so I'm just writing from experience here. Family kisses ftw RIP to all the touch starved cultures out there but I'm different.

I'm SO glad you love Oin's yelling! I really enjoyed doing that in this chapter. Kili is SO STUBBORN jsdfhsdg

I was veryyyy excited to write this chapter because honestly the entire POINT of the chapter was to write comforting Thorin. Not gonna lie. That was THE goal.

And the next chapter is gonna be from Fili's POV again... and you KNOW how proud I am of that first part I wrote already but the tumblr babes reading this don't get to know yet ;) I'll keep the suspense!!

THANK YOU LOVELY FOR THIS ASK I ADORE YOU

[assortedvillainvault]

You were so right with that HK/Maleficent post 👏

He isn't on the list, but, do you think you could do some x reader headcanons for NOS-4-A2?

If not, maybe Shen or Beast? Or all 3 but only if you feel up to that many of course

I'm so glad you liked it I, uh, ended up with way more than I thought I would :D best evil OTP

AIGHT so I guess I'm finally confessing that I find NOS-4-A2 a goddamn delight and it's entirely your fault istg yet ANOTHER obscure fave is born several years too late what even is this:

NOS-4-A2 x Reader:

ok straight up this bot? a feral gremlin-gentleman

one second you're getting everything - the back of the hand kisses, 'secret admirer' notes, surprise gifts, romantic flights in the sunset - the next you're getting a goof that 'mwahahaha's' at his own jokes and gets caught practicing his evil entrances

where did he even get that fog machine Nos this is an ice cream and batteries date stop cackling for 5 mins

the puns oh god the puns look as his partner this aspect of him is inescapable. idk what to tell you. He'll love it if you laugh with him but he's also going to take delight in groans of exasperation

He's a machine, so if his partner is organic there are going to be some miscommunications in terms of basic needs, but once brought to his attention those needs are going to be met 200% and he isn't skimping out either. His partner deserves only the best!

if you want to assist in his evil schemes he's going to be ecstatic. He's going to will smith pose the entire time, the drama will be upped to 11, Star Commmand Will have footage of him dipping you for a snog mid battle, you are going to be the couple so disgustingly in love that they can't even be teased about it.

The kind of man to steal a planet-eating lazer and carve 'Will you go out with me?' into the largest planetary body visible to you and wait for a genuine answer.

Lord Shen x Reader:

Shen is a charming bastard, but he's not quite as charming as he thinks he is. There's that lovely unhinged energry under every gesture, every word, that draws you in, despite your better judgement.

You're about the only person that can calm him down from the edge of hysteria which is amazing considering he's about 50% there all the time.

Shen's life of luxury absolutely applies to you, you're going to be inundated with silks, fine jewellry, more money than you know what to do with, and special custom weapons. Anything you desire will be yours before you even ask for it.

If you actually wear anything he gets you though boy howdy bird boy is going to overheat and that tail is not going to go down anytime soon.

See Shen will do the whole 'I deserve loyalty, respect, adoration etcetc' part, but as soon as anybody actually gives him that respect it's going to completely catch him off guard. He's going to be positively giddy with it.

It will eventually swing into nervousness and suspicion but so long as you're able to weather the storm of his emotions he'll cycle right back round to somehow being shy and full of himself at the same time.

it's a skill I'll grant him that.

if anybody disrespects him they get sarcasm and cold aloofness. If anybody disrespects you they get instantly murdered. If somebody disprespects the fact you're togther whole cities will be wiped off the map and he'll go somewhere private to have a panic attack.

He's very high maintenance. But he's yours completly, once he's chosen you.

Beast x Reader:

I cannot even fathom the patience you must have to get this far, emotionally the Beast moves at speeds that make Glaciers need a speeding ticket. you must've been pspspsing for centuries at this point.

Knows all the most picturesque spots in the woods to lead you. It's a mark of devotion on your part that you can navigate his woods, it's a mark of his that he lets you navigate without interference.

Occasionally he will even help you to your destination but that choice is strictly between him and the trees, you're never going to get him to admit it to you.

Sidenote but Enoch adores you and will absolutely use you to gossip about his neighbour. Beast despises you going within 5 miles of the Pottsfield border becuase Enoch never forgets and he'll be teased for decades.

Through him you will come to know sectrets of the woods that even witches have not yet figured out. If you told anyone you would be heralded as mad, so you keep them close to your chest and close in mind as you travel.

Words are not always needed, despite his mastery of them. Plenty can be done in companionable silence.

Your morals really are going to be a bit more flexible the longer you spend time with him. Humans are a part of the food chain, like it or not, and in the Unknown our apex predator is the Beast. It's not personal, it just Is.

He would not expect you to get involved with his hunts though. He's perfected them, and you would be a distraction, for his prey and himself.

He will not give you the lantern. If he ever does, then the situation is dire, and he would make sure you knew the Truth of what it is. To hand over ones soul without the safety of lies is the most vulnerable he could ever be, and the thought petrifies him.

In the night though, when he is close but not singing, you swear you can feel the lantern song hummed from the trunks of the trees themselves.

[blueprint-han]

what’s one thing you’d want to steal from your moots? as in like traits, personality or anything tbh

Ooh this sounds fun !! Here you go annonie <3 Under the cut because this got a little long 🥰

@chaninfused​ — I want to steal her personality, because she has a beautiful one. 🥰 She’s really sweet and always looks out for me and she has a really charming personality also did I mention she’s literally so sweet and kind I want to know how to be so caring and loving like her :’’) I also wanna steal her ability to write so well like mISS hOW leave some talent for me here 😤

@missinghan​ — Again I wanna learn how to write like this queen right here 🤧 Even though she denies it and says her writing is crusty DO NOT believe her she literally writers so well >>> and I also wanna steal her ability to be so... calm? am I making sense 🥴 most likely I am not but yeah I want to steal her personality too because she has a lovely one too 😤

@lixiefe​ — MY HOEEE I WANT HER SWAG I WANNA BE AS COOL AND AMAZING AS SHE IS AND I WANNA WRITE AMAZINGY JUST LIKE HER 😎 SHE’S THE BEST AND IF Y’ALL DISAGREE Y’ALL BIG DELULU SO 😌✨🥰 LOVE YOU HOE <333  And another one in the personality bag 😤

@heartinghyunjin​ — HOW DOES ONE BE CUTE LIKE THIS BABIE HERE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I also wanna steal her ability to make people smile by doing just the bare minimum like- she could just say “hi” and I’d go 🥺😊🥺😊🥺😊🥺😊 because she is that precious and I wanna steal her personality too 😤

@qwilt​ — I WANNA STEAL HER ABILITY TO BE PERFECT IN LITERALLY ANYTHING SHE DOES T^T like have you seen her edits- if not go see it now and follow her or I’ll eat your kneecaps 😤😤😤 and she’s also very sweet and helps me out from time to time 🥺 another one in the “I want to steal their personality” bag 😤

@moondeobis​ — bro🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i wanna learn how to be cute like her and again she’s such a lovely person and I want to steal her ability to lighten the mood and make me happy with just a few sentences, and of course, her humor is impeccable 😤 And another one in the personality bag 😤

@sunoo-luvs​ — This one’s another lovely personality and she’s just so friendly and lovable I wanna steal that trait from her 🥰 She just lights up my dash 😊 She’s also very evil and kills me when we play Among Us about 99% of the time so I wanna know how to be that cute while also being evil 👀  And another one in the personality bag 😤

@cotccotc​ — OKAY ALL HAIL QUEEN V OKAY 😤 i wanna STEAL HER ABILITY TO BE SO CUTE AND ADORABLE AND ALSO WRITE SUCH BOMB FICS WILST ALSO BEING THE LOVELIEST OF PEOPLE LIKE HOW 😤  And another one in the personality bag 😤 (i’m just gonna add this at the end of every moot cuz they all have beautiful personalities)

@lost-midnight-flower​ — I wanna steal her trait of being so supportive and being such a positive influence and also being kind and sweet and amazing I could go on 😤 But really she makes me smile from time to time by sending me sweet little messages 🥺✨ I wanna be a positive influence like her 😤  And another one in the personality bag 😤

@moonbvul — MOON !!!!!! Is there a more iconic blog on this site?? I wanna steal her ability to make such awesome edits if you haven’t followed her go do so now 😤 Because she deserves it 1000000% She’s also very sweet and a mOrK LeE SiMp (aka a ✨marker✨ but don’t tell her I said that 👀) I ALSO WANNA BE ICONIC LIKE HER TEACH ME HOW !! she’s also really sweet and nice :’’) So yeah another one in the personality bag 😤

@nyctophilin​ — MY BULLYING SUBJECT MWAHAHAHA 😈 SHE’S SUCH A CLOWN I DON’T WANT ANYTHING FROM HER 😙 okay drgfr on a more serious note she’s very sweet and supportive of all her friends and she’s always looking out for them so I wanna steal that trait from her 🥺 I also want her impeccable humor like honey teach me how 😤 also her talent in writing is just chefs kisses <333  And another one in the personality bag 😤

@meiiyue​ — I WANNA WRITE ANGST LIKE HER ALSO I WANNA BE PERFECT LIKE HER LIKE PLS — SHE HAS SUCH AN ATTRACTIVE PERSONALITY, SHE IS GORGEOUS™ AND SHE’S THE QUEEN OF ANGST — I JUST WANNA STEAL ALL OF THAT FROM HER 😤 And another one in the personality bag 😤

@rae-blogging — Rae babie 🥺🥰 She’s such a sweet angel again I just wanna steal her ability to make me smile with her sweet messages :’’) She’s also very precious and cute and i love her 🥺✨  And another one in the personality bag 😤

Okay I think these are all? Of course, I definitely forgot some, but these are the ones that I interact the most often with <33

[tizzymcwizzy]

Prince and The Princess

Adrinette April Day 24 - Cheek Kiss

I’ve had this waiting since april 1st!! I’m super excited to share this with y’all aaaah, Thanks to @orcarriagesthatwork​ for beta reading this!

@adrinetteapril​

Ao3

Adrien walked up to the door of the Dupain-Cheng household. The walls were a calming off-white brick and the door was a deep chocolate brown, however, Adrien didn't know why he was paying so much attention to the walls and the door. Probably his nerves. Yeah, just his nerves.

His nerves? Why was he nervous? He was just dropping off a Tupperware container that Alya needed to return to Marinette. Though the request was a little strange, he was in the area and he'd do anything to help a friend. Adrien had no reason to be nervous! Marinette was just Marinette, his caring and compassionate classmate. Even though she seemed a bit shy around him, he didn't blame her, a lot of people were like that considering who he was, she was first and foremost kind and loving to everyone. There was absolutely no reason for him to be nervous. 

And yet, here Adrien Agreste stood in front of the Dupain-Cheng's door, hand up and about to knock, gripping a Tupperware container, nervous out of his mind. 

Just knock Adrien! His mind yelled. It's just Marinette! 

Well, maybe it being just Marinette made him nervous.

He wiped his hand on his pants leg and reached up to knock again. Then, he heard laughter and yelling from inside. It was Marinette's voice and another higher voice. There was the pounding of some footsteps, more laughter, and yelling. His nerves went up tenfold.

"Knock, or I'm gonna knock!" Plagg hissed from inside Adrien's pocket.

"Okay, okay!" Adrien whisper-yelled back. He knocked on the door three times. The voices on the other side of the wood quieted down. Then a set of footsteps going down the stairs broke the brief silence and approached the door.

The door handle jiggled and he heard Marinette's muffled voice. He almost made out what she said when the door blew wide open. Marinette, in all her pink and glitter-covered glory, stood in the doorway with a gown fit for a princess and a tiara upon her head. "-at some poi-" the words spilled out until she met his gaze. Her eyes were wide open, staring at him, like a deer in headlights.

"Uh," oh god, "hey, Marinette." Adrien chuckled and waved a hand awkwardly. His eyes were probably as wide as hers. There's glitter on her face. It matches her freckles.

"Hu-" Marinette sputtered. "Hey, Adrien." She blinked. "What brings you here?" Her posture was rigid and stiff.

"Oh," he blinked and shook his head trying to shake away the warm haze that covered his mind. "Alya meant to drop this off, but something came up, and I was in the area, so, uh." He tapped the Tupperware in his hand for a moment. Stop rambling! "Here." He stuck the container out to her.

"Oh." She stared at the container and then took it from him. "Thanks," she looked up at Adrien and caught his gaze.

"Your welcome, Marinette." He scratched the back of his neck and looked away. "Also, nice outfit." He smiled warmly at her. Why was she wearing a gown anyways? Well, Marinette liked fashion, she might've been testing out the seams.

"Thanks," she said, near monotone. "Oh, oh!" Realization spilled over her face. She reached up to touch the tiara on her head and flushed brightly when she felt the metal. "I was just playing princess!" She explained reverently.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled wider. Playing princess? That made a little sense, maybe. 

"Ah! I mean- we- we were playing princess." Marinette gripped the sides of the Tupperware container and grimaced.

"I'm not judging," Adrien laughed, putting his hands up in defense. Who was he to judge, he was a leather-clad cat boy after all. She joined him in laughter, though hers sounded a bit forced. 

The dress really suited her though, it was pink, a signature Marinette color, and covered in glittering sparkles, making her shine. It was cut just above her collarbone and lined with lace. The sleeves were puffed and also lined in lace. The skirt was fluffy and full of ruffles, traveling all the way to her ankles. She did look a lot like a true princess...

He was knocked out of his trance by a small gasp at her hip.

"The prince has arrived!" An eye-patch wearing Manon called, grabbing Adrien by the arm and pulling him into the house.

"The huh?" Adrien sputtered and glanced between Marinette and Manon. He stumbled over his feet and tried not to fall over.

"The prince! To help the princess, of course. Unless you aren't up for the task," Manon waved a finger in his face and smirked at him. He scowled and smiled back. She then handed him a broom, swiped from the corner. 

"Manon, Adrien is very busy-" Marinette started.

A light feathery feeling filled his stomach. He didn't have to go just yet, fencing practice could wait. "Of course I'd be up to the task," Adrien laughed confidently and took the broomstick from Manon, parrying her cardboard sword with ease. "What prince would say no to saving a princess?" What prince would say no to saving Marinette?

"Ah- Adrien are you sure?" Marinette asked.

"Of course," he called over his shoulder adjusting his footing to best counter Manon’s wild swings, "Princess, uh," he glanced at Marinette for help.

"Cornelius!" Manon stopped swinging her sword and whispered to him behind a hand.

"Cornelius!" He stuck a finger up into the air as if the name had come to him. "Princess Cornelius, quickly, get away from here or you'll get killed by the pirate!" He waved Marinette back, continuing to parry Manon's clumsy jabs.

"Killed!?" Manon yelled. "I'm not a murderer, Mr. Prince!" She hit him on the head with the sword. Adrien yelped in shock more than pain.

"Aaugh, sorry!" Adrien grumbled and pouted at Manon. Murder, not cool, okay.

Marinette smiled, the worry absent from her face. "The enchantress wants to turn me into a lizard!" Marinette pointed at Manon with one hand and shut the door with the other, before gathering up her skirt and running up the stairs. Her dress bounced at her feet, reflecting sunlight off the glitter.

"Her parents stole my magical key!" Manon ran after her, abandoning her duel with Adrien.

"A magical key?" He chased after Manon, going up the steps two at a time and sliding through the doorway. Adrien jumped in front of Manon, shielding Marinette, who climbed onto the couch. Marinette looked down at the Tupperware container and then tossed it behind her into a pile of pillows covering the floor.

"Yes, a very special one." Manon glanced around Adrien. "Ahh! Adrien your shoes!" Manon pointed to his feet. His shoes were indeed, still on his feet. 

For anyone that doesn't know, Asian people like cleanliness, and one way they keep their houses clean is by not wearing shoes in the house. Adrien knew this, of course, he'd been to Marinette's house before, but in the chaos of sword fighting Manon, the Enchantress, he'd forgotten to take them off. 

"Oh!" He yelped and tugged off his orange sneakers as quickly as he could. Manon took his distractedness to her advantage and poked him in the side with the sword. 

Adrien gasped and clutched his side. He stumbled over into a pile of pillows laying beside the couch. "No! Cruel world!" He cried dramatically, careful to place the shoes upside down on the floor during his fall.

"Mwahahaha! The prince is down!" Manon jumped over him and the pillows and grabbed Marinette's arm. "Now for the princess!" She cried. Adrien rolled over to watch the confrontation.

"No! I'm not ready to live 'till the end of my days as a reptile!" Marinette fell to her knees in an exaggerated fashion.

"Bzzz, zap!" Manon cast out her spell and tapped Marinette's nose. The princess fell back onto the pillows beside him and whined. "Now you're a lizard!" Manon pointed at her with a firm finger.

Marinette balled her hands into fists and put them next to her face, like a cat. She stuck out her tongue and puffed up her cheeks.

Adrien looked to Manon, who looked confused and disgusted. He promptly burst out laughing. 

"Hey! Don't laugh!" Marinette sat up and punched his shoulder lightly, pouting, which only made him laugh harder.

"That's your impression of a lizard?" He snorted. "You look like a newborn kitten!"

Marinette scrunched up her nose and crossed her arms, glaring at him before bursting out into laughter herself. Her shoulders shook and she fell back into the pillows. It was the bubbly and warm sort of laughter that filled a listener's stomach with heat and adoration. "I don't know, how do you think a lizard should act?" She put her hands on her hips, which looked funny, as she was laying on her back.

"Well, first of all, a lizard doesn't talk." Manon put a finger up to Marinette's lips. Adrien covered his mouth to stop himself from giggling. Somehow, Marinette frowned deeper at both of them.

"Well, what do we do now, enchantress? The prince and the princess have been defeated," Adrien asked Manon.

"Hmm," she put a small hand to her chin. "Well, the prince can still save the princess." Manon looked at the floor and tapped her lips, looking deep in thought.

"How so?" Adrien whispered. Marinette's eyes widened in curiosity as well.

"You can break the curse..." She looked up. "By kissing the princess!" Manon put her first into her palm like she just solved a problem. But now there was a new problem.

Adrien's face turned redder than Ladybug herself. Marinette bolted upright. "WHAT!?" the two teens cried.

"A kiss cures most evil spells." Manon looked at Marinette and smirked. "I'm sure it'll work this time as well." 

"Bu- bu- bu-" Marinette's hands flew up into her hair.

"We don't have to." Adrien turned to Marinette. "I- if you're not comfortable with it, we don't have to," despite himself he put his hands on his cheeks. Christ, they were warm.

"N- i- it's, it's," she stumbled and looked between Manon and Adrien frantically. Then, a determined frown set over her face. "I-it's fine. Kiss my cheek." She slapped her cheeks and then laid back on the pillows.

"Wha- we," his voice was getting higher in octave by the minute. "Are you sure?" He squeaked. What was wrong with him? What is wrong with him! It's not like he didn't almost kiss Marinette while they were acting for a Nino's movie, and she had actually kissed him on the cheek before, but this, this, why the heck was this different at all? Well maybe it was the fact that they were alone, apart from Manon, in her house, and Marinette was wearing a beautiful princess dress, laying on her floor, eyes closed, glittering, and waiting for him to kiss her on the cheek. And maybe it was also because she was beautiful, but, but, no matter!

Adrien took a deep breath and willed his stupid fluttering confidence to come to center stage. "Oh, Princess Cornelius. What a fate has come upon thee. If I were not a fool, you wouldn't be a slumbering reptile, would you?" He whispered, kneeling beside her head. Marinette was still frowning, brows furrowed and lips slightly pouting. Adrien, despite his pounding heart, took a light hand and brushed her bangs out of her eyes. "Do not frown, Princess." Her face twitched and relaxed. "It will be alright," he told her, or himself. He leaned in, stopping within an inch of her face. Her lips strained back a smile. Adrien chuckled lightly, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek. Her skin was soft and warm and smelled like pastries.

He pulled back and watched her face scrunch up. Marinette bit her lip and opened her eyes wide, sparkling blue. He smiled at her, blood pounding in his ears. Then, she lifted her arms up like a zombie and sat up, groaning. 

Manon giggled and clasped a hand over her mouth. Adrien stifled a laugh, eagerly awaiting her performance.

"The princess is," Marinette groaned, "saved!" She threw her arms up above her head and laughed. 

"Hooray!" Adrien laughed and threw his arms up as well. "Now," he stood up on wobbling knees. Curse the damn things. "We have an enchantress to defeat." He put out a hand for her. Marinette smirked and stood up on her own, pressing out her skirt. 

"Agreed." She gave him a toothy grin and grasped his hand, shaking it thoroughly. They both turned back to Manon, whose smile was full of mischief.

"That is, if you can catch her!" Manon jumped up and ran up the stairs to Marinette's room. 

"Easy!" Marinette cried and ran up the stairs after the enchantress, hitching her skirt and dragging him along.

[keyofjetwolf]

GIFTENING Bonus Rounds

For each category, I included a “bonus round” question. YOU GUYS KILLED IT. I loved all the answers, but listed below are some of my particular favourites.

Haruka Tenoh is trapped in the wrong anime! Which would you have her visit next?

I want her to earth shake Kyubey out of existence, please and thank you

My bride is a mermaid. She can relate. :P

i think she would THRIVE in bodacious space pirates. gay teenage space pirates whose job is to dress up, be Dramatic, and rob the wealthy??? that shit is RIGHT up her alley

Hamtaro

Princess Tutu - where the world is finally as dramatic as her

PGSM (and Michiru is trapped with her, for REASONS)

Pokemon because everyone deserves to be happy

Any moe-style series so hijinks can ensue at her being baffled by everyone's ages

1960's Speed Racer

is is this a captcha or something i missed oh god

Free! so she can be indifferent to all the hot men and slightly uncomfortable because she still can't swim. 

Stick Haruka in a Gundam!

Dump her in Pretear or one of the Precures! It would be hilarious! She's never in the genre she wants to be!

Revolutionary Girl Utena, so she can be offended by misuse of roses.

Initial D, she will out-drive and out-drift all those guys and steal all their girls.

Evangelion. I would feel bad to watch her suffer, but it would be so, so funny for her to be the comparatively most normal person around.

Yakitake Japan! SO SHE CAN HAVE A SNACK OF DELICIOUS RIDICULOUS BREAD BEFORE THE NEXT INTERDIMENSIONAL ANIME STORM WHISKS HER AWAY.

The Holograms or the Misfits? DISCUSS

Holograms

both? both. BOTH IS GOOD

misfits bc Evil Ladies Hot

Steven and the stevens

Misfits.  How dare you make us try to think about anything in our lives.

Both, you mad fool. Those combined songs were the best.

The Misfits, their songs are better

The Misgrams: A group of girls who form a singing telegram start up company, but constantly deliver the telegrams to the wrong people.

kimber & stormer

Neither. Limp Lizards all the way. BROKEN GLASS.

I do not know what these things are

Misfits because guitar motorcycle

The Isle of Misfit Holograms

Holograms is just arguably better

I mean, I’m told the Misfits’ songs are better, but my true answer is the band Kimber and Stormer made in that big gay episode you liveblogged (checks) almost four years ago.

I've no idea what these words mean and I hope this does not make me TOO uncool.

this is about jem, right? right?? im hip i swear

Misfits, because Jasper is a member apparently

I don't know from Jem, but I mean...I certainly prefer holographic material to Glenn Danzig? So I guess there's your answer ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The Stingers

LIMP LIZARDS FOREVER

Senshi Band

You can make me liveblog a full series of any show you want! You also hate me. What do you have me watch?

Pick a GoT rip-off, any GoT rip-off

The Bachelor?

The Bachelor :(

depends on how much i hate you, but....probably the bachelor. quantity AND lack of quality

Critical role, it would take forever

If I were a horrible person who sought only malice?  Big Bang Theory.  Entire series.

Toddlers and Tiaras

The Mandalorian - Disney would come after you and kill keyofjetwolf just as dead as keyofnik.  We would all be very sad, you would have to go through a second round of restoring things to a new tumblr account, and your organizational heart would weep over adding yet another hosting site out of chronological order.

You are liveblogging Eva, and must discuss in full detail Shinji's emotional state at all times.

Hannity & Colmes

The Kardashians. And all of their spin offs. *kisses*

The price is right

the bachelor

Probably something with lots of romance and no friendships. Soap operas are like that, right? My college roommate used to watch General Young Light Restless Hospital of Our Lives (which one had Like and Laura?) And it was torture.

One Piece, because it's over 900 episodes so you could maybe do 10% before you die, also you will hate how the women are treated most of the time.

Fushigi Yuugi. Not only do you hate it but it also comes with you squirming when you admit to watching the whole thing. ;) 

Plus belle la vie. It's an ongoing French soap opera that has been airing five days a week since 2004, they're nearing their 4000th episode and there's no end in sight. Imagine all those hours upon hours submerged in French drama, mwahahaha!!

The Bachelor.  Or the Bachelorette, maybe - more straight dudes in that.

The Young and the Restless - IT IS THE LIVEBLOG THAT NEVER ENDS. IT WOULD OUTLAST THE INTERNET.

The entirety of the Bachelor franchise.

You can only play one game for the rest of your life. Which game would it be and why?

Kingdom Hearts Complete Collection. A) I love them. B) I beat the system and get like 10 games instead of one.

Gemcraft. This game actually takes a lifetime to finish.

Hatoful Boyfriend. It is the best game ever created. Feel it in your heart.

that's a mean question and you can't make me answer it

Pathfinder, which you could play for the rest of your life and still never finish.

Civ VI , so I can rule the world without leaving my house.

I am legitimately perturbed by this question and refuse to answer it.

Pokemon Go. I would have nothing else, but I would catch them all.

The Elder Scrolls Skyrim: I'll never run out of side-quests.

Mass Effect--it's the only way I'll get full completion. 

The dinosaur game on Chrome when the internet doesn't connect because my life is monotonous and it's a welcome relief. 

Stardew Valley. Peaceful farmer life and turning my children into doves when I'm bored with them.

Crabs Adjust Humidity

Oh my! A number of things come to mind, not one of them fit for print. Just, you know...*gestures vaguely* sex shit. 

I can't even stick to the ones I play now.

This is the worst of all possible things and I refuse to answer. 

Monopoly, I hate myself :(

Probably Minecraft! I haven't gotten into it because I know if I start I will NEVER STOP. Who would do things like build a hundred foot tall statue of Mako-chan? A-THAT'D BE ME.

the game. Of LIFE! *shrug emoji*

I don't believe I'll tell you, because I AM a salty little fish and it was HARD to cut that 11th choice off my vote.

Holligay and I are going to be the leads in a new buddy film. What's the premise? How does it end?

Be gay do crimes. Thelma and Louise. Duh. :P

I have no idea but only just surviving disaster is how it ends.

You break down in a small town during a roadtrip- your stay is full of hijinks and ends with you teaching the townsfolk the true meaning of friendship.

Doctor Holligay, Esquire, PhD, renowned Jewish femme of many talents, is assigned one Operative Jet Wolf as her bodyguard on a foreign diplomatic mission/vacation/culinary tour of the world ("same difference, shut up, narrator"). One problem: Operative Wolf needs a bodyguard herself, as the good doctor discovers when in one night her toilet is destroyed ("IT WAS A SECURITY THREAT") and Operative Wolf nearly breaks a leg falling down a small set of stairs ("THEY PUT A CLIFF OUTSIDE THE DOOR"). Worldwide shenanigans ensue as Holligay and Operative Wolf learn the true meaning of friendship, and also how to take care of themselves... by taking care of each other.

I’m not sure about the premise, but DEFINITELY it ends in murder.

Someone posted a major spoiler during one of your liveblogs. The two of you track them down seeking revenge. It turns out it was the original creator of the series trying to stop you. For some reason Holligay is a CGI badger.

It's clearly a buddy cop movie, and like all good buddy cop movies, it ends with Doc almost dying, and you saving her, and slapping her wound in the hospital as the credits roll.

It ends as it began: with Holligay roasting you.

A straight detective and her lesbian partner have to solve the case of the missing cinnamon buns.  It ends with nobody getting the guy OR the girl and you drive off into the sunset together, perps behind bars sans cinnamon buns.

I don't know what it's about but I know it will be the only movie that ever existed. 

Holligay is the lesbian chief of staff to you somehow being elected President and she's basically running the country while you're the charming face of the administration

Nerd and cowgirl meet at a bar, justifyingly murder some gross dude, go on the run from the law and have a life-changing road trip, on the way Nazis are punched

carrying a delicate object through a forest after your helicopter goes down

Thelma and Louise, but instead of dying, your deaths are clearly faked and you live on a ranch in Montana with your respective spouses and animals. One time a cop comes by the restaurant/bar you joint own with Doc and says, "You look familiar." Doc, in perfect lesbian, answers, "Jet's just got that criminal look, on account of how much she'd love to steal my cheesecake recipe. More pie?"

Queer Eye with a Straight Goy. The two of you do the show but in your own special ways.

Doc Holligay is the wild-west no-nonsense sheriff. Jet Wolf is the all-fun cyberpunk cop from the future. They punch nazis and argue about food. It ends as a tv series ala B99.

Your lives are already a buddy film, don’t get greedy.

Hands and socks.  You know how it ends.

See Grumpy Old Men for details.  How does it end?  Badly.

I can't imagine the premise, but I'm pretty sure the planet explodes.

A Coen Bros film. It ends poorly.

Wait? You're not already living this now? 

REI HINO

REI HINO

Sure. Why not?

HINO REI

<3<3<3<3

REI HINO!

Rei who? ;)

REI HINOOOOOOOOO

Plush Is being hugged by Zoisite in your banner.

MINAKO AINO

MAKOTO KINO

The best

SOCKS

MICHIRU KAIOH

It's time tooo.... REI! THAT! HINO!

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(THE REAL ONE)

Isn't how you spell Makoto Kino!

THE REAL ONE™

obviously

IS NOT A RHINO

In conclusion: Rei Hino

Rei Hino is giving this Giftening finger guns

BEAUTIFUL, STUNNING, SHOW-STOPPING, TALENTED, AMAZING, WONDERFUL

Hot stuff, lights my fire, blazes it regularly. I am out of fire jokes.

PASSION FLAME, SAILOR MARS

These hot feelings are C'EEEEEST LAAAAA VIIIIIIE c'mon rei-chan why aren't you singing along

IS THE BEST (I know who I'm talking to)

Ara!

DID DOCTOR HOLLIGAY PHD NOMINATE THE OPTION OF TALKING ABOUT MICHIRU KAIOH FOR 6 HOURS!!

If Hot Pocket were to plan One Last Heist, what do you think would be his objective? What would be Mina's role in his master plan?

Master Hot Pocket seeks BREAD. His friend and loyal companion, Mina-pup, acts as a distraction, as he has learned the humans are easily distracted by cute. While she does her sworn duty as Best Friend and Cutest Goodest Girl, probably with lolling tongue and glee at all the pets she receives, he picks the locks on the newly childproofed pantry, and Master Howard H. Pocket FEASTS AS NO CAT HAS BEFORE.

Every bag of flour in Montana; Mina runs distraction with her adorable puppy eyes

Open every container, leave none unmarked. Mina is the lookout who greets whoever comes and is completely ineffective at her job.

TAKE ALL THE FLOUR. Do it straight from the source: FlourCo Inc. What does a 10-pound cat do with eighty thousand tons of flour? If you can't figure that out, there's a reason he's the brains of this outfit. Mina would obviously be the bumbling lovable distraction to security or other people.

Bread.  Mina is The Face who provides distraction to the Keepers of the Bread by walking up to them and being herself.  Mina has absolutely no idea that Hot Pocket is using her in this manner because Hot Pocket is that Machiavellian, but Mina is a pocket full of sunshine in canine form and probably would just be happy to help out.

Hot Pocket knows that no mammal of the floor believes in flour anymore. It went away a long time ago. It doesn't exist. But what he also knows is that they're wrong. A lack of opposable thumbs won't hide the truth from him. He'll find the stash, and when he does, he'll stick his paw in it. Mina, with her limited climbing skills, will lick its remains from his claw and prove his discovery. As well as provide a warm place to curl up on for the aftermath of their adventure.

His goal is to sample every edible thing he can get his teeth on. Mina pulls triple duty as step stool, distraction, and scape goat

The Silver Crystal. Mina would play the role of Sailor V.

He is getting ALL THE FLOUR. Mina is a lovable distraction.

Looting all the carbs in the pantry. mina is distraction.

mina's role would be the "dopey" but talented best friend who it looks like HP is going to betray for the sake of the plan but then it all comes together when HP mounts a dramatic rescue. i dunno i'm still in film mode from that last one.

The Holy Bread Locked Within the Cupboard.  Mina would be the distraction, but she'd forget what she was supposed to be distracting from and end up leading you to him.

I am the Void. I am the Night. I am the Darkness with no hope of dawn. The Flour trembles before me in it's bleached fluffiness. It shall not escape my chaos, which will descend upon it like the Terrors of the Deep, claws and teeth and gnashing. It will howl at my claws. It will scream for my teeth, sharp and white, stars in the night of my fur. I shall tend and tear and -- Dammit, Dog-thing! How am I supposed to be terrible and terrifying with you wagging your tail and panting at me!? Oh, you found a good warm sunbeam? I guess I can stalk stuff later. I am the Void. I shall absorb the Sun's light and warmth and bring it into my Darkness where it cannot escape...

I'm new here and don't know all the complex lore of Jetwolf(fairly sure Mina is dog), so I'm going to assume that Hot Pocket is an actual hot pocket and his heist is robbing Fort Knox using Mina as his loyal stead/get away car. Then he explodes a microwave or something.

i lik the bred

Mina as the distraction while he takes one last tastes of EVERYTHING 

objective--stealing more chips; Mina--surprise betrayal 

The scene: Mama Jet's pantry The Objective: the bag of cake flour Aunt Doc made Mama Jet buy but she's never used Mina: confused but excited escape vehicle and/or scapegoat

RAIDING THE KING ARTHUR FLOUR FACTORY. Mina is of course adorable and keeps everyone's attention while Hot Pocket swan dives into the flour like Uncle Scrooge

Hot Pocket would definitely try to steal a monument, Carmen SanDiego style. Mina, of course, is the multi-talented and super cute face of the operation.

I have no idea who Hot Pocket is

HP would try to scale the tallest building in the world. Not to steal anything, just to be up there. Mina would be the adorable diversion.

It would be to get whatever food you've left on the counter. Preferably bread. He would tell Mina that he'll give her some of she acts as a distraction. She's a good dog so she does. He's a cat so she gets no food.

Truly, truly, THE GIFTENING winner is us all.

[latin-dr-robotnik]

"Am I interrupting here?" [SonAmy Boom AU]

[Scene: Amy's hut. Sonic and Amy are cuddling together on the couch after going on a date. It's late in the night, and the couple is watching TV.]

Amy: Hey Sonic... I was thinking about something...

Sonic: Yes...?

Amy: Remember that bet we did earlier? The one where you claimed this wasn't going to be a peaceful night for us?

Sonic: Y-yeah, and?

Amy: You lost. Which means you owe me a kiss... or rather a handful of them.

Sonic: Whoa whoa, h-hey A-Ames, don’t you remember that time we did a bet, a-and you lost, but I n-never said a-a-anything... so w-why are you bringing this one up right nouuwmmm... mhmmm...

[The kissing is shortly interrupted by a loud explosion, making a hole on Amy's wall.]

Eggman: BOOM! Mwahahaha! You thought you could escape from me, eh Sonic? I was waiting for you to show up on your hut for a solid hour so I could ambush you, yet you never did! What kind of hero makes the villain wait for so long, anyway!? YOU ARE DONE, SON---

[Sonic and Amy are frozen in place, giving Eggman a nervous stare as they both try to slowly get away from the other, their faces are red-hot from blushing]

Eggman: Oh... oh my. Am I... interrupting something here guys?

Amy: ...Yeah.

Sonic: (Well, there goes your bet, Ames...)

Eggman: I... I beg your pardon, ma’am. It wasn’t my intention to actually interrupt you two... I’ll be leaving now, if you don’t mind.

Sonic: *sigh* Dude, do you even check your phone, like, at all? I already told you, our battle is scheduled for Monday, 3PM. Can’t you just wait a little longer?

Eggman: What? That ain’t fair, you texted me while I was flying here! You know how horrible the signal is over the sea!

Sonic: ...I texted you yesterday. In fact, we even talked about it at the town's market.

Eggman: Ugh, fine then. I'll take on you on Monday, and you won't get away from me there! See you around, Sonic, like a donut! Mmm... evil donut...

Sonic: Man... what a douche.

Amy: Oh, don't worry, we'll deal with him later. Right now we can forget about anyone but us, am I correct?

Sonic: Mhmm.

[As Sonic and Amy returned to their unfinished business, the door of her house gets violently open by a loud punch.]

Tails: Amy, Amyyyy! Is everything OK? We heard an explosion and came running as soon as we possibly coul---Oh.

Knuckles: *checking his knuckles* Yeah, I didn't even know it was an explosion, but Tails insisted in coming here so... oh, hey Amy, this new window of yours looks quite nice, did you make it yourself? I want one, too!

Tails: Uhh, Knux, I think everything is alright... and we... should let them... alone, you know?

Knuckles: Hey, wait a second... are you guys practicing first aid procedures without calling me, the sexy lifeguard of the group? Not cool, Amy. Not cool, Sonic.

Amy & Sonic: Oh, brother...

[anotherkpopvictim]

Seven Is Our Lucky Number - OT7 Story Chapter 6

Chapter 6: When Taehyung met Jimin

A/N: Ooh, another new pairing I haven’t written yet.

The first part is mostly crack so I’m sorry in advance lol. It was inspired by BTS reading ‘The Wizard of Oz’ on Suga’s radio festa thing which was absolutely hilarious to listen to and even better to watch because we got to see them struggling to hold in their laughter.

Relationship: BTS X BTS (Taehyung X Jimin focused)

Rating: T (Underage Drinking)

Words: 4359

WARNING: As stated, there is underage drinking in this story, so if that makes you uncomfortable then do not read.

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Today, the seven members of Bangtan were in a rented theater space to film the newest episode of Run BTS!. This time, the staff had decided to bring back the fan-favorite; skits.

Seokjin and Taehyung immediately boasted about being the best actors out of the group, to which Jungkook teasingly turned his nose up at them and replied, “I think I’ll beat you both easily, even without the experience.”

It was a surprise to absolutely no one that they were up to their usual chaotic shenanigans not even a minute into filming.

They were split up into two groups of two and one group of three; Seokjin, Namjoon and Jungkook, Hoseok and Yoongi, and Taehyung and Jimin. The staff sent them off with previously prepared scripts that appeared to all be excerpts from random plays and gave them half an hour to memorize it as best as they could.

The seven of them found out that all the scenes they were doing were romance scenes, surprisingly. Bang PD hardly ever allowed them to do any activities that could reveal their relationship to the public. The scripts also each had their own challenging aspects.

Jimin turned to Taehyung and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. “Well, none of us will have to worry about whether we have chemistry within our teams or not,” he commented under his breath so the mics wouldn’t pick up on it.

Taehyung snorted on a laugh.

The half-hour seemed to go by so fast and the ninety-five liners probably spent too much of it teasing each other and giggling.

The seven of them gathered together once more, prepared to put on a good performance for the fans, but also prepared to potentially cry-laugh at each other.

Namjoon, Seokjin, and Jungkook ended up performing first, after a quick game of rock paper scissors to decide the order.

The trio took the stage and explained that their challenge with their script was that it included more personal interpretation. They were given a general situation script for a scene in which a prince comes to save a princess from a menacing dragon, and the three of them definitely made it their own. One of the most obvious changes was that instead of a prince saving a princess, he was saving another prince instead.

Taehyung lost his fight with laughter as soon as Namjoon whipped out his foam sword and pointed it courageously in Seokjin’s direction. “Leave Prince Jungkook alone you filthy dragon!”

“Filthy?!” Seokjin, the dragon, exclaimed. “The only word you should ever associate with me is handsome.” He flicked his hair with a hand, nearly knocking the weird dragon head hat off of his head.

“Careful, Prince Namjoon!” Jungkook said from his spot behind Seokjin, hands and ankles tied with some silky ties. “The dragon could hurt you.”

It was all so cliche and dramatic that everyone else was in tears and holding their bellies with laughter, even some of the staff watching from behind the camera. They could tell already that this episode was going to be a hit with ARMYs.

“Don’t worry about me, my love,” Namjoon recited seriously. “I will get you away from this monster.”

“Wow, you are calling me such mean things today,” Seokjin said with a fake pout. Then he squared his shoulders and prepared himself for battle. “But it doesn’t matter, because I will just roast you with my fire and eat you for dinner! Mwahahaha!”

The ensuing battle between Namjoon and Seokjin was nothing short of a hot mess. Seokjin managed to take Namjoon’s sword within two seconds and tossed it carelessly away. They threw fake punches each other’s way that were terribly executed but only added to the laughter from their small audience in the theater.

Namjoon managed to fight his way to the sword, avoiding the dragon’s fiery breath (which was just Seokjin breathing heavily and going “blahh!”). The prince picked it up with poise and spent no time slicing it across the dragon’s throat.

Seokjin’s eyes went hilariously wide, hands going to his (unmarked) throat and holding it. “Curse you, you stupid prince!” He exclaimed in a raspy voice. He fell to the floor with as much dramatic flair as he could manage (which was a lot) and made a big show of dying.

Namjoon then turned to Jungkook, who was watching on with awe and relief. He untied his hands and ankles and as soon as they were free, Jungkook tossed his arms around the older.

“Oh, thank you, Prince Namjoon! You saved me from the evil dragon,” he praised.

Namjoon hoisted Jungkook up into his arms bridal style and smirked at the other’s genuine yelp of surprise. “No worries, my sweet prince,” he replied. “I would go to the ends of the earth to save you.”

Seokjin sat up from the side suddenly and said, “And scene!”

The rest of the members burst into generous applause. Seokjin, Namjoon, and Jungkook bowed before heading off of the stage.

“Thank you, thank you!” Jungkook sang with mock arrogance.

Hoseok and Yoongi took the stage next. “Prepare for the best acting you’ve ever seen in your life,” Yoongi warned.

“Our challenge with this was portraying the characters as close to the original as we could,” Hoseok explained as he laid himself on top of a table. Yoongi leaned on the edge of the table and grabbed the other’s hand tightly.

The scene began with a shout from the staff.

“I love you, Jack,” Hoseok started shakily.

Yoongi looked up at him with determination. “No...don’t say your goodbyes, Rose. Don’t you give up, don’t do it.”

Taehyung was a sucker for love stories like Titanic, so he was almost immediately immersed in the plot. Now he understood that the table was acting as a raft for the famous scene.

“I’m so cold,” Hoseok - Rose - mumbled weakly. “You’re going to get out of this,” Yoongi - Jack - continued. “You’re going to go on and you’re going to make babies and watch them grow and you’re going to die an old lady, warm in your bed. Not here...Not this night. Do you understand me?” “I can’t feel my body.”

“Rose, listen to me. Winning that ticket was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me to you. And I’m thankful, Rose. I’m thankful,” Yoongi’s words were frantic now. “You must do me this honor...promise me you will survive....that you will never give up...not matter what happens...no matter how hopeless...promise me now, and never let go of that promise.” Hoseok looked deep into the other’s eyes with sadness and longing. “I promise.” Yoongi clutched their hands together even more tightly and said with conviction, "Never let go.” “I promise,” Hoseok replied. “I will never let go, Jack. I’ll never let go.”

It was one of the staff that called “cut!” and brought everyone back to reality. They all had tears in their eyes from the surprisingly good performance.

Yoongi and Hoseok’s passionate acting was rewarded with the rest of the members and the staff giving them a standing ovation. The two of them gave dramatic bows, their cheeks pink, before letting the final team go up.

Everyone watched with anticipation as Jimin and Taehyung took their turn and headed up to the stage.

“Our performance actually doesn’t have any words to it, which was our challenge,” Jimin explained while Taehyung went off to the side to get their props.

The others were surprised when the staff handed him a giant plate of spaghetti and meatballs.

“Wait, what?” Jungkook whined loudly, “I want to eat, too!” Jin rolled his eyes from next to him and whacked the youngest in the back of the head fondly.

Jimin and Taehyung took their seats next to each other and waited until the staff called out, “And begin!”

The others watched curiously and a little disgustedly as the two of them seemed to forgo any eating utensils and instead just dug into the food with their faces.

Taehyung glanced over at Jimin with pure adoration in his eyes before diverting his attention away when the other caught his gaze. Jimin smiled shyly and continued eating.

Then, Taehyung bit his lip in thought before nosing a meatball from his side of the plate and towards Jimin’s. The older looked joyfully surprised and accepted the food, giving the other a thankful smile.

They slurped at their food for a minute while stealing glances at each other before it happened. Taehyung and Jimin both took the end of a noodle into their mouths and sucked it up like they normally would, only it quickly became obvious to the audience that the noodle was connected.

The audience watched with anticipation as the noodle got shorter and shorter, though both of them did not seem to notice it in the slightest. Then, Taehyung and Jimin’s lips were pressed together and their eyes went comically wide.

There was a sort of amazed silence within the room as their kiss turned into a long, fond peck. Slowly, reluctantly, they pulled away and grinned at each other. Jimin leaned in to nuzzle at the side of the other’s face, making everyone laugh again as tomato sauce was spread even more over both of their faces.

“And scene!” one of the staff called.

Their performance of the famous scene from Lady and the Tramp received a standing ovation from every single person in the room - staff and camera crew included. A few wolf-whistles could be heard, too (cough, cough - Yoongi and Namjoon).

Jimin and Taehyung thanked everyone humbly before everyone gathered together to finish up the episode.

Once the cameras were shut off and the group was getting ready to leave for the night, Namjoon cornered the Run BTS! director. “Do you really think Bang PD will allow that episode to be aired? Wasn’t it a little...”

“Revealing?” the director, Dawon, finished with a knowing grin. “Yes, that was kind of the point.”

The seven of them looked around at each other with looks of barely hidden hope.

“You don’t mean...” Hoseok trailed off, not finding the right words.

Dawon nodded, “Bang PD has approved of us beginning to hint at your relationship.”

Taehyung’s heart soared with happiness in his chest and he turned to share a grin with Jungkook, who was next to him.

They had always wanted to tell the world about their relationship, but they also understood that it was rather...different, for lack of a better term, and that many, many people would not take it well. Despite that, they wanted to be free to be themselves and practice the words of self-love and honesty that they preach to the world. They were ready to tell the world, but the company wasn’t (or they hadn’t been until now) and they had a very understandable reason not to be.

“It’s not all going to be as it was today,” Dawon warned, “We could get away with you guys doing more because it was technically acting, but future episodes won’t be so obvious. We’re starting little, but I hope it can make you guys happy. I know how much you want this.”

Seokjin, Hoseok, and Jimin wasted no time in pulling the director into a group hug. “Thank you, thank you, hyung! Thank you!” Jimin shouted, muffled by the man’s jacket.

Dawon had worked for BigHit for years and had known the seven of them since before their debut. When he was given the position of Run BTS! director, he became even closer to them. He always remained professional, but it wasn’t hard to see the genuine care he had for them in his gentle smiles.

Yoongi, Namjoon, Jungkook, and Taehyung joined in on the group hug happily.

Dawon chuckled and pushed them all away from him fondly, muttering something about how they were all supposed to be social distancing.

Later that night, the seven boyfriends gathered together in their apartment living room, cuddling up with each other on the couches while they enjoyed Chinese takeout and soju. A new movie Jimin and Seokjin were interested in was playing on the television, acting more as background noise than entertainment as they chatted amongst themselves.

“I can’t believe we did that today,” Seokjin said with a chuckle. “I can’t believe we were allowed to act like that today.”

“Band PD’s finally coming around,” Hoseok remarked with a joyous smile.

Jimin chuckled and asked, only half-joking, “Do you think this was somehow because of the number seven, too?”

“At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised,” Yoongi replied.

Namjoon hummed in agreement, “Me neither.”

Things quieted down for a moment, the muffled chatting from the movie like white noise. Jungkook was staring at Taehyung again, as he had been doing a lot since their night together the other day - more than he usually does, which was saying something.

Taehyung was looking anywhere but at the others, a telltale sign that Jungkook had learned over the years meant that he was lying.

“Hyung,” Jungkook elbowed him gently in the side to get his attention and leaned closer so they could speak without the others hearing them. “What are you keeping from us?”

Taehyung’s expression became filled with guilt, “Kookie...I...”

“What are you two whispering about over there?” Hoseok questioned teasingly from across the room, bringing everyone’s attention to the two of them.

Taehyung sighed and sat up, preparing himself. “Jungkook knows that I’ve been...keeping something from you guys.”

“You’ve been lying to us?” Seokjin asked cautiously as he too straightened up in his seat.

“Not lying lying,” Taehyung defended weakly. “I...It’s just something I never told you guys about.”

The others were looking around at each other with confused glances while Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung. “Hyung’s been acting strangely whenever we talk about this ‘seven’ thing. Like he knows something that we don’t. I just don’t know what that could be,” he explained.

“Well, do you know anything about that?” Namjoon asked.

Taehyung bit his lip before nodding. He took a deep breath, “This ‘seven’ thing... it’s real. Like really...real. I know it is...because I was told so.”

Jimin got up from where he had been snuggling with Yoongi and Namjoon and walked over to cuddle into Taehyung’s lap. “Start from the beginning,” he prompted softly.

Taehyung nodded once more, licking his lips. “Well, it happened the day we met Jimin...”

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August 18, 2012

During another long day of practice at the company, Bang Sihyuk, the CEO, paid them a visit at the dance studio.

Taehyung and the others hastily bowed respectfully, but the older man waved them off. “I’ve got some good news, boys!” he announced, an excited smile on his face. “I’ve found your final member!”

Jungkook and Taehyung exchanged excited looks while the hyungs reigned in their own. “Really?” Taehyung couldn’t help but ask with barely concealed hope.

The CEO nodded, “If you guys can work together well, I think debut shouldn’t be too far away.”

Those were words that they’d all waited so long to hear. They’d worked tirelessly (some of them for years) and to finally be told that their dream was within reach was unbelievable.

Later that night, the six boys met their final member at their dorm. Namjoon took it upon himself to answer the door after the ring of the doorbell echoed through the unusually quiet house.

“Hello, I’m Kim Namjoon. Welcome to our dorm!” Namjoon introduced himself to whoever was in the doorway.

The others were trying unsuccessfully to catch a glance of what the person looked like by cranking their heads from their spots in the living room.

“Hi, thank you,” came a soft, slightly high-pitched voice.

Namjoon ushered the boy in with a wave of his hand and stepped to the side to allow him to enter.

Taehyung, along with the others, watched in anticipation as the newbie came into view.

The boy was on the shorter side and had soft baby cheeks that just begged to be squished. He appeared anxious but excited as he greeted everyone in the room. “I’m Park Jimin.”

The others began introducing themselves while Taehyung found himself caught up in a trance. He couldn’t stop staring at the new boy - Jimin. And as Jimin turned to Taehyung for the first time, it seemed he couldn’t keep his eyes away either.

“I’m Kim Taehyung,” he managed out. “Born in 1995.”

Jimin’s eyes widened, “Really? Me, too!”

And it was at that moment that Taehyung and Jimin’s infamous soulmate connection was created. Years later, when they spoke about it with their boyfriends, they could only explain their sudden and strange bond was indescribable. Something beyond any of their comprehension.

The others watched on, perplexed, as Taehyung and Jimin fell into a deep conversation about anything and everything, laughing and teasing each other every once in a while as though they’d known each other longer than just a few minutes. It felt like that, really, it felt like Taehyung had known Jimin his entire life. The younger had always secretly hoped that the concept of soulmates was more than just a myth, and on that day, he was given all the proof he needed.

Through dinner and a movie, the two were in their own little world, barely even noticing when the others bid their goodnights and headed off to bed.

When they were alone in just the lamplight of the living room, Taehyung turned to Jimin with a mischievous smirk on his face, “Wanna do something fun?”

Two hours later found the pair of new best friends half-stumbling through the nearby park, one distinctly more inebriated than the other.

Taehyung only half regretted telling Jimin about the three bottles of soju he’d stolen from Seokjin’s not-so-secret stash. He’d felt high on the feeling of a new friend and made a split-second decision that led to their current situation. They also had been given the next few days off for “time to get to know each other” and Taehyung really wanted to unwind a bit.

Jimin was tripping over his own feet on the grass, giggling every time he fell to the soft ground. Taehyung kept pulling him back to his feet, much more stable than his companion. The younger had only had one bottle, while the older (by only a few months) had two.

“I need fooooood!” Jimin complained with a cute pout as he looked up at his new friend from the ground.

Taehyung rolled his eyes fondly as he pulled him up for probably the ninth time that night, “Alright, let’s find somewhere to eat that’s still open.”

As it turned out, that was harder than Taehyung had thought. They spent half an hour wandering the nearby streets looking for a single open sign. Not even the closest convenience stores were awake at midnight.

Finally, ten minutes after Jimin had given up on walking entirely and was clinging to Taehyung’s back instead, Taehyung spotted the heavenly sight of a fluorescent open sign. “Oh, thank goodness. You’re getting heavy, Jiminie.”

Jimin only groaned in response.

A little bell dinged above the door when Taehyung entered, and he realized that it was a small cafe they’d walked into. He took in the few tables and chairs set up in the rather small space and the goodies that were on display up at the front. It looked like an average little shop.

“Good evening, boys,” came the gentle voice from behind the counter.

Taehyung and Jimin both looked up to see an older woman standing there, a lavender-colored apron with the cafe’s logo on it tied around her waist. She was short and had her salt and pepper hair pulled back into a neat bun. She had gentle wrinkles on her face that betrayed her age, yet a youthful, knowing smile on her face as she took in their obviously unstable state.

Taehyung smiled back sheepishly and hurriedly dumped Jimin into the nearest chair, ignoring the ‘oof!’ he let out at the sudden movement. “Hello, ma’am.”

“What can I get for you, tonight?” she continued kindly.

Taehyung appreciated that she didn’t comment on their drunken state. He glanced up at the menu board, “Um...two orange juices and a ham sandwich, please.”

The old woman punched in the order on her screen, “Can I interest you in some fresh rice cakes? I just pulled them out of the oven.”

Taehyung hesitated, fingers ghosting over the twenty-thousand won in his pocket. “I-I would love some, but I’m afraid I don’t have enough money for it tonight.”

“On the house,” she replied, “My treat.”

Well, Taehyung couldn’t say no to that. “Okay, thank you, ma’am.”

“Oh, and take two fortunes as well. They come with the rice cakes,” she gestured to a jar on the right side of the counter filled with little slips of paper.

Without much thought to it, Taehyung picked out two folded pieces of paper from the indicated jar and tucked them into his pocket so he could grab the drinks from the woman.

It didn’t take long for Jimin and Taehyung to devour the sandwich and most of their juice. Taehyung definitely felt more sober once he’d finished, but it appeared as though Jimin was still significantly drunk if the glazed over look in his eyes was anything to go by.

The kind old woman brought over their rice cakes just as they finished the food. “Enjoy,” she said before disappearing behind the counter once more.

Taehyung and Jimin both took a bite and instantly moaned out loud at the way the rice cake nearly melted in their mouths.

“These might be better than my mom’s rice cakes,” Jimin said through stuffed cheeks. “Don’t tell my mom I said that, though. She would be very sad.”

Taehyung chuckled, “Don’t worry, I won’t.” Then he remembered the papers in his pocket. “Oh, we’ve got fortunes to read, too.”

He handed one over to Jimin who took it and opened it without much fanfare. “’You are going to achieve much success in the near future’.” he read out loud, words slightly slurred, before scoffing. “I have to admit it’s not very original, but it’s nice, I guess.”

Taehyung hummed in agreement before unfolding his own. He was surprised when he saw a much longer fortune written for him. “’Things will not always be easy, but you must persevere. When in doubt, remember that the number seven is woven into your fate in many ways’.”

“Hmm,” Jimin mumbled, eyes half-closed with tiredness. “I wonder what that means.”

“I’m not sure,” Taehyung shrugged it off and took a look at the time on his phone. “We should head back now before the others realize we’re gone. We’ve pushed our luck enough already.”

When he looked back up, he saw Jimin passed out on the table, resting on his head on his arm awkwardly. Little snores made their way out of his mouth cutely.

Taehyung shook his head fondly.

“Maybe don’t let him drink so much next time,” the old woman said, appearing out of nowhere.

Taehyung blushed sheepishly. “Yeah, I’ll make sure to remember that.”

“I was young like you once,” she sighed nostalgically. “I remember sneaking out of my parents’ house to meet boys and such. Just be careful, young man. The world isn’t always so forgiving.”

“I will, ma’am,” Taehyung promised. “And thank you for the rice cakes, they were really delicious!”

She grinned, “You’re welcome! Oh, and did you read your fortunes?”

“Yes,” Taehyung replied. “Jimin’s said that he will be successful in the near future.”

The woman nodded, eyeing Jimin’s unconscious form. “He will. I see much happiness coming soon.”

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows a little at her wording but ignored it. “I - uh - I got this one,” He held up the fortune for her to see, and she walked over to get a closer look at it.

“Ah!” she exclaimed once she’d read over it. A playful smirk came to her lips. “The number seven is certainly intertwined deeply in your fate, as well as your band members’.”

Taehyung blinked in surprise, “I’m sorry?”

He never told the woman that he or Jimin were trainees, so how did she know that about them?

“The seven of you will go on to do more than you can dream of right now,” she continued, unfazed by Taehyung’s visible shock. “Remember this, young man,” the woman took Taehyung’s hand in her own. Hers looked so small and frail next to his large one. She looked him straight in the eyes and Taehyung couldn’t find it in himself to look away. “You must always remain humble and grateful and honest, no matter how far you go. Never take anything for granted and remember those who have helped you along the way.”

Taehyung swallowed against his shock and nodded, “I promise, ma’am. I’ll remember your words.”

The woman grinned and let go of his hand to reach up and pat his cheek. “Good boy. Now you must be on your way. I wouldn’t want you to get into trouble with your hyungs.”

After bowing respectfully, Taehyung lifted Jimin onto his back once more and left the little shop. The whole way back to the dorm was a daze, Taehyung’s thoughts preoccupied with the old woman’s words.

Even after successfully sneaking back into the dorm and putting Jimin to bed with a glass of water, Taehyung couldn’t stop thinking.

How did she know all of that about him? Was she gifted somehow or was it just a good guess? Did he believe her?

How could he not believe her when she’d looked at him so seriously, like she was telling him something important. Perhaps he didn’t know her at all, but he got the feeling that she wasn’t lying.

He fell asleep in the early hours of dawn, thoughts running wild with possibilities.

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A/N: I apologize for taking so long with this chapter, but I refuse to post something that I’m not happy with.

Please let me know what you think of the story and what specific pairings you would like to see in the last smutty chapter ;)

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*drum rolls Presenting another list of cutegirlmayra’s amazing work! TA~DAH!!

“Boom!Sonamy: I need more jealous/concerned sonic please. Whatcha got miss?” | “Anymore Sonamy Sonic Boom headcanons” | “Ok, I got an idea! A Sonic Boom Prompt (doesn’t have to be necessarily sonamy-ish) where the gang go on a death defying mission! Like chock full of action! I’d be interested to see how you’d do this :)” | “I was thinking of a prompt that there is going to be a half hour special of Sonic Boom that features time travel where Eggman sends Sonic to the future and he meets the older version of the team, but they’re angry at him thinking he abandoned them! What do you think Mayra?? :3” | “Anymore Sonamy Sonic Boom headcanons?” | “Hiya~ it’s Alii. I got a prompt for ya! I was reading the other prompt that you wrote for an anon, and it definitely got me thinking: What were to happen if Sonic and Amy were official, but had to keep it hidden? I’m picturing them stumbling to do so, especially Amy. Try to keep them as canon as possible, which I know is hard, but it can be done!! Also, if you could, I would love to see how suspicious Tails gets. He’d probably pick up on Sonic’s change of behaviour? aa thank you!! xx” | “Ok this is just a Sonic Boom! Prompt, and you don’t have to do it if you don’t have time. Anyway, one of my major Sonic Boom headcanons for me is that all the team have mysterious pasts. So this would take place when they’re on their way to find Lyric and they find an old wise man in a temple they fall into. The man tells them they need to know their pasts in order to be a good team, so he uses his magic to help them see eachothers memories. I hope you get really detailed, but anything is great!” | “How about just headcanons for Knuckles (as in character development-ish)” | “Can you do a boom!prompt telling the story of when the gang met sonic for the first time? And possibly add some sonamy? Like what they first thought of him. (I’m sorry if this doesn’t make sense xD) Thanks!” | “Mission Prompt for Sonamy” | “If you still are doing the meme prompt, can be the letter I with Sonamy? 👉👈” | “Hey, if you wouldn’t mind, could you do something with Sly/Carmelita with F from the second prompt meme? That would be amazing!” | “Mission: Prompt 4” | “Mission: Prompt” | “Oh oh oh! Can you do a boom!sonamy prompt where amy is totally stressed out bout stuff and almot pulling her hair out (not literally lol) and so sonic takes her out for a night on the town! If you please, :)” | “OKAYOKAYOKAY SO I SAW THE THING ABOUT HOW THE SONIC BOOM GANG WERE THE ORIGINAL ANCIENTS AND I TOTALLY FLIPPED COULD YOU DO A BOOM!SONAMY PROMPT BUT INSTEAD OF SONIC AND AMY YOU COULD WRITE ABOUT THE ANCIENT AMY AND ANCIENT SONIC AND THEIR STORY?? I AM SORRY BECAUSE YOU PROBABLY NEED MORE INFO TO WRITE ABOUT THAT BUT YOU COULD MAKE IT UP FOR ALL I CARE IM SORRY IM YELLING I JUST LOVE THIS IDEA (okay I’m calm now)” | “@elyzahere My internet isn’t letting me ask you this, so I’ll have to write it out here. Hope you don’t mind. ^,^’” | “Pssst, can you whip up a little modern!sonamy for me? I’ll leave the story or mood or Anything to whatever ya like, really! :D” | “Ok! A Sonic Boom Prompt where the gang is after a fox girl villain (who just so happens to be really pretty) who holds the last crystal fragment in her clutches. After drawing straws, Sonic is forced to flirt with her. That way, Amy, who has the best sneaking skills, would be able to take back the crystal piece. Amy hears them flirting and thinks Sonic is being serious and gets her heart broken…you do the rest!” | “Boom!sonamy prompt: Sonic and Amy have a flirting competition while no one is around XD” | “OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR DOING THE SLY COOPER AU!!! I actually loved, could you do another boom! sonamy sly cooper au? If you want, you don’t have to. But yeah, thanks!!! <3” | “Can you do a boom!sonamy prompt where sonic gets really beaten badly and amy is healing him? (cough cough beauty and the beast reference coughcough) And make it really fluffy! Feels galore if the missus don’t mind ;D Thanks dear!” | “have you got any lifestyle headcanons for the main sonic cast? like, a routine they always do, something they can’t stand, a particular belief they hold? this is just for any characters you like/ make headcanons about :P not really a prompt, just wondering :)” | “hey, a bit out of your norm, but could you please write something for the chaotix? headcanon, theories, anything like that? thanks very much, lovely :)” | “Here’s a prompt : Sonic Boom : Sonic and Amy are forced to share a room (or more importantly, a bed) after the team finds a village, can you write something about how they would react to that, and how they would make it work? That would be interesting!! (and evil >:D ) KAY BYE!!!” | “I would lile some cute fluff boom!sonamy, please! Whether it be flirting, singing, dancing, cuddling, anything!! Thank you, dear!” | “Okay, okay, I’m done messing with you~ Here’s a CANON prompt! (Modern) Sonic gets blasted by a laser that took his speed away! Now, he was to walk around like a normal person until Tails finds a way to fix him. WHAT WILL HE DO?!? (Just a little funny thingy)” | “Hey can I as for a special request..? Uhm, I know we all love sonamy ,everyone’s otp as well as mine and I really do love your cute stories but uh…I’m trying to get over someone and I was wondering if you could maybe make a story where Amy moves on..? Or where they except that they can’t be together and that’s it’s okay. I know it’s not very modern but maybe boom..? You don’t have to but I hold her dear to me and wonder how she would handle a break up/ getting over someone…” | “Prompt maybe: After a lot of arguing in the gang, the group decides to sit down and say nice things about each other (most of which are really corny) and then sonic and Amy’s turn gets quite cute and yea… :)” | “How about this for a prompt: Sticks sees this new guy in the village and likes him. Only problem is, SHE’S TOTALLY FREAKING OUT CAUSE SHE LIKES SOMEONE, THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE, SHE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO, and is generally freaked out (like her reaction to most things). So she tells Amy who tries to help. Take it away~” | “Heya! Could you do a Sonamy Boom Prompt that can be anything you want but on one condition: you have to include these three objects/things, in no particular order: 1. Enerbeams 2. Stars 3. A Distraction.” | “Prompt!(BOOM) (Since Amy is keeping this a secret, I decided to go that route) Sonic walks into Amy’s room to get some old books she asked for, when he stumbles upon a drawer full of love notes, poems even photos with red hearts drawn with marker around his face!! Of course, being the nosy hedgehog he is, he decides to read them all!! What will happen when Amy finds out? WILL she find out? How would Sonic react? What will be the concequences? MWAHAHAHA!” | “Prompt! Or two prompts! PLEASE! ANYTHING! MY SONAMY FIRE HAS BEEN REKINDLEDDDD😍😍” | “can you do a boom prompt about something in the 1920’s? like a detective thing? Sonic as the detective, amy as his client, knuckles and tails as the assistants? (and could you somehow add a hint of sonamy?) Idk thought it would be interesting. I’m sorry if this is weird XD” | “September cold: can you cheer me up? wildcard for sonic headcanons, whatever is on your beautiful mind :) thanks xxx” | “"strong amy” for her birthday? yes please! boom prompt maybe? however you want it…“ | "Can you do a boom sonamy prompt where sonic calls amy beautiful? Like he just says it and she freezes and is like "Wait what?”“ | "boom!sonamy prompt: Amy and sonic just being awkward around eachother, like their hands touch or something and they flip out? Just awkward and embarassing fluff!! Thaaaaank you!” | “Could you do a Sonamy Boom Prompt where Sonic and Amy are in a duo mission when after slightly flirting with each other, Sonics enerbeam goes hay wire! It ends up wrapping around them, forcing them to be quickly pushed together and they accidentally kiss….? (And try to mention somehow that enerbeam is controlled by actions from innermost thoughts or heart, so subconsciously, whether he knew it or not, Sonic wanted to give her a hug.😋) …did that make any sense at all?” | “Boom!Prompt, Knuckles’ backstory, where he use to be really small,and everyone kept calling him weak,then he decided to train himself,to become stronger and bigger.” | “Prompt! :(Modern) Sonic was running around at night when he noticed Amy sitting on a cliff, watching the stars. He gets confused, and nervously walks up to her. Turns out, she okay, and they end up just having a cute little conversation while laying rather close to one another (But not too close, according to Sonic XD), watching the stars! :D OOH! I just thought of something, PUT A SHOOTING STAR IN THERE TOO!X3 (P.S:Just so you know, not all of my prompts are for advice, I LOVE to read them!!:D)” | “Prompt :(Boom) While fighting Eggman, Knuckles gets separated from the team. As he finds his way home, he encounters a cute, young, and loud girl who claims that she’s lost her family. Being the hero he is, he agrees to help her. But, she’s a pest. She keeps setting off traps and gets into in danger, and she won’t shut up! Knuckles get’s irritated and yells at her. As the little girl ran off, he tried not to think about her safety, but, is Knuckles really a tough guy on the inside? Hint: NOPE!” | “Hmmm… Not sure if I want it a sonic and tails or Sonamy headcannon. But it’s where either sonic tries to ask tails about his "funny feelings” for Amy, trying to make sense of it, or just asking plain advise. OR tails finding out and confronting sonic about it (add some humor too? :D)“ | "Boom!Sonamy Headcanons (Cause they popped up in my head lol XD)” | “You may have already answered this, but what kind (if any) Sonamy moments do you think will be in Sonic Boom?” | “More Sonic boom headcannons please?” | “do you have any bonding headcanons for Knuckles and Amy in Boom? :)” | “Do you have any more Boom!Shadow headcannons?” | “Wait, question! For headcanon 49, what is Amy’s backstory?” | “So I heard that Shadow is confirmed to be in the Sonic!boom world. Got any headcannons between him and the gang?” | “Wait, you ship Tails and Sticks, right? I think you’re the one who got me shipping them :’D do you have any more headcanons about them? Because they’re ADORABLE.” | “Can you do a boom!sonamy prompt about sonic and amy raising a child? I don’t think you have done this before, have you?”

And while I was rechecking a few prompts on your blog…boy, I found the gold mine!! But I’m not sure if I already found some of them before and included it on the previous list I sent to you, and there are a few more lying around here that I am not so sure if I already submitted on the previous list…Can you please send the list back to me? Is that even possible?

If so, THANK YOU! ~ <3

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Soldier Ships: Bonus: Merasmus - Glorious

“Mwahahaha glorious,” came up from the basement shortly after Soldier returned home and closed the door behind himself. “You have activated my trump card, let’s see how you like fighting off a horde of giant spiders, mwahahaha.” Merasmus was practicing his evil laugh again. He was getting quite good at it, if Soldier were capable of feeling fear he might’ve been spooked by it. As it was though, he was pleased to hear it, he always was, it meant Merasmus was in a good mood.

After dropping off most of the grocery bags in the kitchen, Soldier skipped down the stone stairs and peeked into the basement. As expected, Merasmus was standing in front of his full-length mirror, practicing looking and sound intimidating as well as his evil laugh. He’d be a proper fear inducing wizard again in no time if he kept this up.

“Good job,” Soldier said as he stepped into the room.

Merasmus jumped, making an undignified squeak sound as he snapped around to face Soldier. “Don’t sneak up on me like that,” he said with a frown as he brushed his front off as if he could somehow dispel his embarrassment.

“I did not sneak.” Soldier would never sneak up on someone, that was a coward’s way of doing things and he wasn’t a coward. “I came down here to tell you that I have returned home and that you’re doing a great job, keep up the good work.”

“I uh… I… Thanks,” Merasmus stammered, looking at anything that wasn’t Soldier. “Did you bring back the licorice like I requested?”

“Yes.” Soldier reached into the shopping bag and pulled out the bag of black licorice as he walked over to Merasmus and handed it to him. Merasmus had been banned from the store – for reasons he refused to elaborate on but Soldier suspected it had something to do with the fact that his presence tended to frighten old people and children even when he wasn’t trying to be scary – so now it was up to Soldier to do all the grocery shopping, he took that duty very seriously.

“Very good.” Merasmus nodded as he made the pack of licorice disappear somewhere in his robes. He’d long since stopped trying to claim he needed them for his spells, Soldier didn’t know much about magic but he knew candy wasn’t needed for any of it.

“Now let’s kiss and then I’ll let you get back to your evil wizarding practice.”

Merasmus sighed and rolled his eyes but was smiling fondly as he leaned in to kiss Soldier. He always had to be prompted for a kiss, if Soldier just did it, he got flustered and upset. That didn’t make the kisses not nice though, Soldier still enjoyed them.

“Love you,” he said when the kiss ended. “I will call you up when supper is done.” Neither of them were good at cooking so they took turns making supper, tonight was Soldier’s turn.

Merasmus mumbled a barely comprehensible “Love you too,” before Soldier exited the basement.

Once in the kitchen, Soldier put all of the groceries away. Shortly after he started proper preparations for cooking supper, Merasmus’ evil laugh was ranging up from the basement once more. It would serve as good background noise while Soldier cooked.