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[zorostiddiesaretheonepiece]

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[misspoetree]

The Great KinnPorsche Fashion Showdown:24 HOURS SIDEQUESTS (I)

[thegirlwhowrites642]

Could you recommend us some of your favorite hinny fics? Love your work btw!

Thank you <3

I would tell you to look at my bookmarks on Ao3 but I'll give you some highlights (I'll keep wips out of this because I never know how to feel about recommending unfinished work):

Gone was any trace of you -- I'm pretty sure I've read this something like a billion times, I can quote it word by word

Come stay for the summer -- this is always such a light fun work to re-read, I'm a big fan of muggle hinny, I really have a soft spot for it

Altered -- the obsession I have for this one-shot, this to me is hinny in its purest form

A Weasley reunion -- some hardcore pining from Harry, and fake dating, what do you want more from life?

Time -- Harry realising he wants children, with Ginny. The specific way in which the realisation is written is something I adore

Summer rain -- this is great, what else there is to say really, it's just great

Sacred new beginnings -- I love how this somehow manages to be a retelling of sixth year despite being a muggle AU with young adults hinny

Orchards -- the author definitely has a higher opinion of the "golden trio" than I have but the way she writes dialogues between Harry and Ginny is perfect, she also does a thing I love which is to make Ginny actually funny. It's one of her main personality traits and yet it's forgotten so often, I think it happens due to some sort of unconscious bias about women not being funny (not native English speakers writers are forgiven though because being funny in a foreign language can be quite hard)

After the leaves have fallen -- this talks about what I call Harry and Ginny's never-ending argument and it's written so beautifully

Everything I am is yours -- I just noticed that on ao3 it's signed as the first chapter of two but it definitely can stand on its own and is a very well done muggle retelling of Harry and Ginny's story

take what I took and give it back to you -- a beautifully written soulmates marks au that doesn't really change Harry and Ginny's story but, as one of the comments says, seems to bring up an existing implied element of the canon one

Already here -- because Hannah's stories that I love the most (they are all great though) are wips, I'll put this one in the hopes that one day she'll decide to turn it into a multi-chapter story (@takearisk-ao3 think about it 👀)

The brilliant dance -- this is so fucking funny and entertaining while also being heartwarming. Fucked up but inevitable/obsessed with each other hinny spending their early 20s being a hot mess is my AU drug

Someone else's life -- finished reading this a few days ago, a very well developed brilliant idea

[I already know the second I post this I'll realise I've forgotten some brilliant work]

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

Can you do rivals to lovers. Idol!wonwoo x idol!y/n (she's a leader) both are dom and rivals from trainee period in same company... Sounds so kinky amd steamy to me👀btw love your blog ❤️ - xoxo

tw: idol!wonwoo, idol!reader (fem), rivals to lovers!au, sexual tension, implied kissing, reader is implied to be shorter than wonwoo, cursing, wonwoo is being a little shit tbh - minors dni.

"Good work today, everyone! Let's rest well for the next performance, okay?"

"Okay!" You hear an enthusiastic reply from your fellow members, beaming with excitement for the upcoming group activities.

You're still buzzing with adrenaline from the comeback stage, a bit worried about whether you'll be able to sleep properly, but it's not enough to stop you from smiling.

You walk in the corridors of the building, gently greeting any passerby staff or idol, be it senior or junior to you. As soon as you turn around the corner to search for the restrooms, you bump into a taller and quite muscular figure.

"O-Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-" You bow profusely, feeling embarrased for not looking.

"Aw, what a great junior, aren't you? Behaving so well towards your senior."

The familiar deep timbre has you on high alert and you instantly straighten your back, your earlier smile completely wiped off your face.

"You."

"Yeah, it's me. Long time no see, huh, Y/N?"

"Why are you here?" You cross your arms defensively.

"Haven't you heard? We just had a comeback and it's already a hit." The man boasts with a smug smirk.

"Sorry, I was busy preparing for my group's comeback. I don't exactly have time to pay attention to other groups."

"That's a shame. You'd love Maestro - I dare say my MV shots would be to your liking."

"What do you want, Wonwoo?" You sigh.

"Hmm, I think that's not how you should address me." Wonwoo places his hand under his chin, pretending to be thinking.

"Cut the crap, we're the same age."

"Ever the clawy one. But it was always part of your charm." He leans closer to you, but you don't waver.

"Nice, you actually have a good memory. Now step aside, I wanna go to the restrooms." You try to push him aside, but he catches you by your wrist.

"But we're having such a nice conversation, don't you think?" He grins.

"No, I actually don't." You spit back.

"Oh, but what have I ever done to you, Y/N? Is it because I got to debut before you?"

"Just because I appreciate your group for the standards you've created doesn't mean I have to appreciate you specifically." You pull your hand back.

"Maybe if you let me kiss you, you'd appreciate me a bit more." Wonwoo chuckles, "Because I'd love to kiss your pretty damn face right now - just to shut you up, though."

"In your goddamn dreams, Jeon."

He leans closer and gently cages you between the wall and his body.

"What a great dream would that be, right?"

"Back off, someone will see us any moment now!" You plant your palms on his chest, using your full strength to push him away. But he doesn't budge an inch.

"No need to be so damn scared, Y/N." He pulls away immediately, "Besides, I'd never want to get caught up in dating rumors with you."

"So much for wanting to kiss me, I guess." You scoff, "Still the same loser when you were a kid."

You walk away from Wonwoo with quick steps, trying your best to calm yourself down.

You can't help but think how infuriatingly handsome and talented he has grown over the years - but also annoying as fuck. Towards you, at least.

Little did you know, the exact same thoughts run laps inside Wonwoo's head as he watches you walk down the corridor.

Kissing you won't be the only thing he'll dream of tonight.

[workingbynyx]

hello baby I love your theme !! i saw you were doing jason todd x readers so i’m gonna shoot my shot OFC NO PRESSURE

so we all know bruce is rich so jason must be as well but WHAT IF reader also came from a rich powerful family of Gotham, I think they would maybe meet through a gala or something and Dick would joke to Jason about how he is drooling at the sight of reader IDK BABES IT’S UP TO YOU, i hope it inspires you <3

City of Stars — Jason Todd x F!Reader

↷ summary — what happens if one of the bat sons meet the striking heiress of another powerful family? ˎˊ˗

↷ pairing — jason todd x f!reader ˎˊ˗

↷ genre — romance, fluff, slight comedy and eventual angst ˎˊ˗

↷ warning/s — a few curse words here and there ˎˊ˗

↷ a/n — hey!! tysm for this prompt oml its the cutest, and ik its a bit of a cliché but reader is an heiress to stark industries here 😭 i figured it would be interesting since, contrary to popular belief, tony and bruce wouldn't get along so it offers the question what would happen if their children got together (tea 👀🍵) this isn't based on anything btw! so there might be some ooc instances. OH AND I'll probably make a part 2 of this soon if i get motivationekehwjd soooo i hope you enjoy reading! ˎˊ˗

— wayne manor, present day

bruce fixed yet another gala for the year, inviting multiple billionare ceos and business owners to the humble party. gotham city strived under the great care of his trusted partners even when crime and corruption still runs in the city. the bat took care of that of course, with the help of his sons and daughters who also attended the event in simple dresses and suits and ties tailored to their liking.

the gala had been going on for a few hours or so which eventually became boring enough for jason to take a few shots and drinks by the bar as he scanned the crowd with people in bejeweled clothes and shimmering jewelry that blinded him as the chandelier shined on them. "is all that really neccessary.." he mumbled to himself, taking a sip of his 3rd drink of the night. "yes it is, would you rather people come into sweats like you would?" dick suddenly chimed in as he walked up towards jason and leaned against the counter of the bar, asking for a drink of his choice.

"It wouldn't hurt to try next year" jason said with a stern look on his face, occassionally shooting up a short smile to people walking by. "if bruce allows it, i doubt he would. the man practically lives in a suit and tie" dick replied, "well, tough shit grayson. you might be forgetting being the rebel is sort of my thing" jason shot back with a smirk. "ah, my bad" grayson said with a chuckle as he sipped on champagne. "so, anyone caught your eye yet?" "If you mean spoiled little kids running around with chocolate smeared on their faces then yeah" jason sighed while dick suppressed a laugh. "c'mon man, there's at least gotta be someone" "dick, i didn't come here to look for 'someone' nor do i ever plan to"

and right when jason uttered those words with no remorse, he immediately swallowed them right back when he caught a glimpse of you in the crowd. the dark yellow dress you wore complimenting the red of his suit, its like a match made in gotham, as one would say. the man had to double take in your way when you slowly walked through the room with your father, tony stark. the man behind stark industries, one of the richest companies based in new york. jason knew they recently opened a branch within the city to make way for new advanced technology and scientific engineering. that was probably the reason why you're here from jason's assumption.

"i'd say otherwise" dick snuck up beside jason and whispered to taunt him, his eyes following the lady that caught his brother's attention. "..what?" the other finally said, snapping out of it. "you should go up to her instead of drooling over here, you look like a total loser dude" dick patted his shoulder which annoyed jason. "cut it out dick, i'm not going up to her" "why not?" "i have other things to tend to" "like?" "...shut up" "jason, this is your only shot. are you gonna waste it on brooding the whole night?" "i'm NOT taking any of your dating advice" "i didn't say you have to date her dipshit, what could a friendly conversation lead to?" "a can of worms, go figure" jason then started walking away from dick as soon as he sets the glass down on the counter.

"jay c'mon," dick caught up to him which released a frustrated groan from jason. "she seems like a nice woman" "you're really living up to your name right now, stop it" jason said through gritted teeth.

in other people's point of view, it looks like two grown men are silently arguing in the corner of the big hall which then caught your attention soon after. you wanted to get to know bruce's children after he warmly welcomed you and your family to gotham before they got down to talking business, it obviously lost your interest so you quietly excused yourself from the conversation to wander the mansion.

you stumbled upon one of his daughters and had a nice conversation, they didn't seem intimidating as they said they'd be— not until you went up to his sons. you mentally prepared yourself as you slowly walked over to the duo, straightening the slight wrinkles on your dress and patting down your necklace.

"uhm, hello there. i hope i'm not interrupting" you called out to them which caught their attention. dick and jason quickly arranged themselves to look presentable, even if they were just arguing seconds ago. "hey" jason said as he cleared his throat, to which you replied with a smile. "its a wonderful party, i see mr. wayne has good taste" you tried to sound polite as possible...was it even worth trying?

"yeah, definitely" dick nodded his head. "i'm richard by the way, richard grayson. but you can call me dick" "oh uhm, pardon?" "it's unusual, i know. but trust me its fine" you couldn't help but slightly giggle at his statement, he was quite the charm. jason, on the other hand, couldn't stand seeing the two of you almost get along. he had to do something if he wanted to win you over.

you then looked over to him in anticipation, "jason" he says. "jason todd" he added. "it's nice meeting you, i've heard..interesting things about you" you said as you reached out your hand for a shake as he returned the gesture. "mhm, that's..great i guess" he nodded. "well uhm, i just wanted to come over and say hi. if our dads are gonna work together i should probably get to know his children too as a courtesy" you said with a smile, talking to bruce's oldest sons was quite nerve wrecking to say the least. they were tall, fit, sharp and certainly attractive, they're also intelligent one might add.

"huh" jason blurted out. "i didn't know bruce and mr. stark had to work together" he said. "oh, mr. wayne didn't mention anything?" "he never does" he replied. "hmm, that's a bit odd.." "trust me, everything's odd when you're around him" you couldn't help but chuckle which took jason back a bit, seeing you find his 'joke' funny enough. it was...adorable.

"i'll take your word for it, jason" hearing you say his name was like hearing angels sing to him. he didn't even realize he was developing a crush on someone he just met at a random gala, that never happened before. it must be something about you that attracted jason a lot.

"oh and, do you know where to get some fresh air? all this business talk has been making me ill for the past hour" you asked, a bit embarrassed to say it in front of them. but they seem to get your pain. "I'll let my brother show you, he knows this place a lot more than i do" "wh— you literally live here" jason whispered loudly. "i'll see you around ms. stark, i look forward to working with you soon" and just like that, dick had left you and jason alone.

your eyes followed dick as he walked back into the crowd until he was no longer seen, your gaze returning back to jason who was just staring at you unconsciously. at some point, you found yourself admiring his features for a moment. his eyes that shined against the light, his ruffled hair that sat prettily on his forehead, and his prominent jawline. 'he's cute...i guess' you thought to yourself, not until he cleared his throat when the silence got too loud.

"sooo, shall i show you around or are you gonna keep staring at me?" he said which made you lift a brow. "staring at yo— weren't you the one staring at me first?" you argued, making jason laugh at your protest. "relax, i was kidding" he added, flicking his head towards the staircase for you to follow him. "y'know, for a sec i thought you were a royal of some sort" jason started as the both of you went up. "how so?" you asked. "i don't know, you look all elegant and..the way you speak" you chuckled at his remark. "should i be flattered or is that a bad thing?" "not at all" jason said, a short smile forming. "well, that's what my mother taught me. she didn't want me to be a 'smartmouth' like my dad. he's probably annoying mr. wayne by now because of it" "bruce has already been around smartmouths enough," he turned towards you, "exhibit a" then gestures to himself.

you couldn't help but chuckle at jason. "is that so?" you asked with an exaggerated tone. "i didn't take you for a smartmouth if i'm being honest, more quite the opposite really" "well you might've if we met under different circumstances" "maybe, maybe not" you looked up to him with a mischievous glint in your eyes, a slight smirk forming on his face.

as the two of you walk through the empty halls of the mansion, you both reach the huge balcony where the doors are wide open. the cold breeze seeping through the curtains which sent shivers down your spine. you tried to fight the chills around your skin, but it was evident to jason you were clearly freezing. he unbuttoned his blazer and wrapped it around your shoulders, giving them a quick squeeze when you thanked him. "ahh, this is nice" you exhaled, relief washing over you when the distinct conversations are finally blocked. you stared into the dimmed city lights of gotham, poorly glistening from where you stood.

"it kinda is" jason added, his hands now both in his pockets as he admired the view...and you.

the longer you stared, the longer a thought began lingering. you cracked your head to the side to look at jason standing behind you, ushering him to come forward. "so uh, how long have you been here?" you started. "since birth, i'm pretty much stuck here" jason answered as he leaned against the railings. "but either way, gotham is my home afterall. i don't think i'll ever have the chance to leave this behind, even if i wanted to" there was a bit of sentiment behind his words, but you understood him. you were also pretty much stuck in one place before your father finally agreed to take you elsewhere, to finally let you handle things your own way when you came of age.

he was always protective over you which partially hindered you from living up to your true potential, but now that he's giving you a part of his legacy you have the chance to prove yourself.

"how was it like? y'know, growing up in a city like this" you followed up. "nothing to sugarcoat i'll tell you that, but uh...that's probably a story for another day" jason says, a quick glance to your direction. "another day?" "yeah another day" he said, studying your reaction. his eyes gleamed with hope, hoping that you'd understand where he's getting at. "are– are you saying—" "yes, ms. stark. i, jason todd, am hoping to see you another day"

your cheeks flushed pink, the heartfelt conversation suddenly turning into whatever this was. it was a pleasant surprise. "i— well, i don't see why i'd say no to that offer" you said with the brightest smile on your face. jason contained a smile however, letting his head fall down between his arms while he sighed in relief. that could've gone the wrong way. he tapped against the stone railing and brought his head back up, his cheeks also dusted pink. "a'ight so, when can i see you then?" he raised a brow.

"i'm in the city for the next few weeks, come visit at the flat two blocks away from the stark industries site. i'm at the third floor, second door to your right" jason took note of that mentally, making sure he got every detail down. "right," he nodded. "uhhh, how do they say this— so it's..a date?"

"it's a date, mr. todd"

[unhinged-romione]

what is your favorite romione fics and what are the ones you’ve written you like the most 👀👀👀👀👀 finding fics on archive have been impossible and a girl is desperate 🌞

Oooh chileeee *rolls up sleeves*

Okay, so I'm listing my all-time favorites below (mostly on FFN since it's been YEARS since I've been plugged into this fandom).

As for my stuff *buries head* this ridiculous ass fic that I wrote when I was FOURTEEN is my main claim to fame (it's trash but also still kinda slaps?). BUT I'VE BEEN WORKING ON A TON OF NEW STUFF. I have six fics coming out this month through the @romione-trope-fest (btw the best active Romione writers are participating in that fest, so you should definitely follow it if you haven't been already! Here's the AO3 collection for the fest.).

ALSO I saw that you are a Renaissance fan. I have one that's 50% done called "Virgo's Groove" (EDIT: it's here!) and it takes place in the seventh book when Lupin announces Teddy's birth. I can share a snippet tomorrow if you'd like 🙂

Okay enough self promo lol. On to my recs!

Seven Simple Years by HalfASlug (FFN): Best Romione missing moments series ever. I think HalfASlug has the best Ron voice. Everything she's ever written for Romione is worth reading.

Moments by Armaysha (FFN): Another missing moments (I'm a sucker for those) that I feel kind of mixed about, even though it's still one of my favs. The writer has a different take on Romione than most of the fandom. It generally works IMO, but some of the choices she made I really didn't understand. But what she did well, she did really, really well.

I Must Not Tell Lies by TMBlue (FFN): I think this is the best one-shot of Romione's first fuck. TMBlue is GREAT at writing Ron and she's like the queen of Romione smut.

Six Foot of Ginger Idiot by Pinky Brown (FFN): This classic is HBP from Ron's perspective. Pinky Brown is another iconic Ron writer. You can't go wrong with anything she's written, but Biscuits (her missing moments series starting in Book 1) starts dragging in the last few chapters IMO.

Australia by MsBinns (FFN): Post-war series, arguably the greatest Romione fic of all time. To be totally honest, I didn't finish it because it does kind of drag. But I'm always meaning to get back into it. Just know that it's heavy.

Love Me Forever by Aloemilk (AO3/FFN): I JUST read this and I can't stop thinking about it. It's a post-war series that has a great mix of angst, trauma, and fluff (lighter than Australia). The slow burn from Romione's first kiss to a full-fledged adult relationship is perfect and the smut is SO GOOD. Reminds me of the time I stumbled upon porn that made me ugly cry (in a good way?)

Not single fics but thesecondself and realmer06 (both on FFN, although realmer06's next gen stuff is also on AO3) are my favorite one-shot writers.

[thisismeracing]

Part of your world | LH44

SOCIAL MEDIA AU

Pairing: lewis hamilton x actress!reader (she/her)

Warnings: curse words, Twitter environment, it’s not proofread, etc, etc. Minors DNI!

Summary: What happens when Lewis goes to the theater with his nephews and realizes he now has a new favorite Disney movie. The princess? Ynl Yln and she’s definitely fairytale-worthy outside the screens as well.

a/n: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps. everything else is made up by me and I do not give permission for it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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yourusername I can't believe this press tour coming to an end :( A huge thank you to everyone involved. It was great working with you guys, from filming to singing and interviewing.

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royaltyyln omg, I still don't know which dress was my favorite, but this white one is def between the top 3

lewishamilton woah! 😍

⤷ hammertime8 shooting his shot

disney 😍🧜🏾‍♀️💙

user01 I just watched the movie and Istg I cried the whole time, my whole childhood on screen. Yn did a great job

mermaidyn I have an eight years old sister and she's so excited to watch the movie, we cried during the trailer. I can't stress how much it means to us to have a black princess on screen, I am glad my sister is growing up with these examples, and I'm happy I'm still around to watch all these events unfold. Really proud 🤧❤️

user90 Everything on this live-action was on point! From the soundtrack to the cast, absolutely perfect

sainzspain I am so ready to see Yn and Lewis interacting 😌🤌🏾

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yourusername camera roll reveal 🫶🏾

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summertimeyn soft launching, I see

⤷ ynbrasil she thinks she's lick, everyone knows its lewis lol

russelular bro, every time she posts I am reminded of the fact that she is stunning, what should one do to look this pretty?

⤷ user3 for me, only being born again lmao 😭🤣

driverslicensef1 lewis lurking on the likes

fortyfourfone Pierre Gasly liked it 🧐

roscoesfans THAT'S ROSCOE AND THAT'S LEWIS, NO DENYING

mickshoes @.disney please, a movie where Yn is the princess and Lewis Hamilton the prince, y'all owning us a live-action from the princess and the frog btw, just saying 👀

flawlessyn Yn is my religion 😭💖💖

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lewishamilton we’re all about winning…and making lovely memories along the way 💚

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yourusername cute

⤷ lewishamilton 😌😝❤️

eliteleclerc I am so happy for them

rainytracks can you imagine being born as yn yln and dating lewis hamilton???????

ynwinter God, I've seen what you've done for others 🙏🏾

estebanocon Congrats, guys!

⤷ yourusername thank you, estie bestie! 🥰

lewyn They look so happy, when will it be my turn?

hitsdifferent not yn all cautious not to spill it was lewis, and lewis saying "fuck soft launch, here's my princess" lol

arielyln wish I could beeee part of this worldddd 😭

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💖 Don't forget to like, reblog and/or leave a comment letting me know if you liked it *mwah* your interaction means a lot not only because it motivates me, but because it spreads my work and gives me more visibility (especially when you reblog 🥰🤍)

[mvrtaiswriting]

Omg hi. First of all, congrats on hitting 1k followers! That’s amazing 😍😍 your writing is really great, so it’s definitely deserved!

I would love to participate in your 1000 follower event :3 with the prompt “stop squirming.” character: zoro/ace please 🤭

If that prompt has already been picked then lemme know and I’ll choose another one 👀

This event is really cool btw ❤️ I hope you get lots of participants and your blog grows even more! Take care :D

Ace x Prompt 1 (taking care of a lover's injury) - "stop squirming."

hii my dear <3 thanks for the support, I truly adore you!! i just knew you were doing when you chose Ace... how could I not pick him?!! HE IS MY BABY😭 also this is very shot but i hope it meets your expectations! i enjoyed writing it so much so thank you again for trusting me with this!

gender neutral reader | mention of needles | fluff | 559 words.

reblogs, likes, and comments are appreciated ♡ if you enjoy my works, click here to read more or buy me a coffee. -> from this event.

“Stop squirming.”

You scolded him, pressing the cotton pad against his wound.

"It burns."

Ace pouted, hissing as the rubbing alcohol touched the exposed flesh on his arm.

"Should be used to it."

You remarked sarcastically, sighing at his reaction and continuing your medication. Ace clicked his tongue in annoyance, trying to stay as still as possible as you stitched up his deep cut. He kept quiet as he observed you meticulously sewed him up - he loved the little frown that formed on your face whenever you were concentrating, the delicacy of your hands as you twisted the needle and thread so quickly yet so smoothly, making the whole thing almost painless.

This was your thing - Ace would visit your office almost daily. He had discharged Marco from being his doctor and appointed you instead - and since then, you had to deal with Ace always knocking on your door for the slightest of symptoms. Of course, most of the times you also had to deal with the consequences of his recklessness - always ending up taking care of him and the injuries he covered himself in. At one point, you almost doubted he did it on purpose - how could someone so powerful be so clumsy? How could the Fire Fist always end up with a bad injury even when battling the weakest of his opponents?

Yet, there was something so horribly romantic about spending your afternoons taking care of him. What started as a way to distract him from the pain of medical procedures became an excuse to share your deepest secrets. Laying on your medical bed, he told you about his troublesome childhood and of that time Whitebeard saved his life. And so did you - hiding before your surgical mask, you told him of why you chose to become both a doctor and a pirate. Every band-aid on Ace's skin marked a confession, transforming a consult for a runny nose into knowing each other better, your bodies forced to remain only a few millimetres away from one another. It probably wasn't the most ethical of thoughts for a doctor to have, but you couldn't help but stare at the door of your medical office waiting for Ace to burst in, asking you to fix him up.

"All done. You'll feel like new in a day or two."

You smiled, taking off your gloves. Still observing the bandage applied to his shoulder, you made sure everything was tight enough. You hadn't realised how close Ace was until your lifted your face. His eyes were piercing through yours as he bit his bottom lip, your noses almost brushing against each other.

"Y'know what could make me feel better?" Ace whispered, a cunning smirk slowly forming on his lips. Raising your eyebrow in response, a small laugh escaped your lips. Ace was clever, witty, irresistible - and it had you wrapped around his finger. Letting his hand slip on your cheek, he gently pulled you closer to him - finally pressing your lips against yours. A smirk appeared on Ace's lips once again as you urgently reciprocated the kiss, slowly reaching him on the medical bed he was sitting on. His strong arms were quick to wrap around your body, lifting you up and putting your figure over his.

"Oh, I have an idea or two."

[yoon-kooks]

better than sex | myg | 3

🍑Pairing: Yoongi x Producer!Reader

🍑Genre: fluff, smut, studio!au

🍑Summary: As Min Yoongi’s studio neighbor and self-proclaimed nemesis, you’ve always seen him as someone who knew how to maintain a clean, well-put-together image without any careless slip-ups. But after nearly walking in on him with a hand around his cock, you gain a new perspective that leads to steamy fantasies in your bedroom and much-needed inspiration in the studio for Bangtan’s next album.

A week before track submissions are due, you give Yoongi a taste of the dirty demo, and now the selfish bastard wants to claim it for his own solo album. In exchange, he offers to help you produce another Bangtan track by the end of the week. Your only condition is for this track to be better than the sexual fantasies that inspired its predecessor.

🍑Word Count: 2.3k

🍑Parts: 1 ◆ 2 ◆ 3 [discontinued after this chapter]

🍑Warnings: this is the last part im posting for this series even though it was supposed to be longer, the ending here isnt conclusive but im posting it for anyone interested! if you have questions about the couple or where the story wouldve went, feel free to send some asks🥹 no smut in this chapter btw

🍑Wednesday🍑

Yoongi🍑👹 [6:47PM] “We’re filming near the BigHit building if you want a break from the studio”

Y/N💅 [6:48PM] “is there free coffee👀”

Y/N💅 [6:48PM] “asking for a friend”

Yoongi🍑👹 [6:49PM] “There’s a whole taco truck here for dinner”

Yoongi🍑👹 [6:50PM] “And free coffee for your friend”

Y/N💅 [6:51PM] “okay ill be there in a sex🐁”

Yoongi🍑👹 [6:51PM] “Sex?”

Y/N🐭 [6:51PM] “SEC”

Y/N🐭 [6:51PM] “fuck you”

You don’t really want to see Yoongi after an embarrassing typo like that, but you can’t say no to free food and coffee. Besides, the studio gets awfully boring and lonely when the boys aren’t around all day. It’s been like that as of late, aside from your late-night studio sessions with you-know-who. In times like this, you’re grateful the boy thought to invite you out for a change of scenery.

After throwing a cardigan over your shoulders and tucking your mini lyric notebook into your pocket, you step out of your studio and head over to the address Yoongi sent you. Your tummy immediately starts to feel like shit, but it isn’t hunger. It’s the kind of nervous feeling you get on a first date—except this isn’t a first date. It’s just the first time you’ve been invited by one of the guys to go behind the scenes of something other than music production.

Just as you’re about to message Yoongi about your arrival, you spot Jimin and Taehyung waving their tacos at you from right outside the area for filming.

“We’ve been expecting you, Y/N,” Taehyung says as if he’s the butler of some royal mansion. It matches his slicked-back hair and fancy gentleman costume that he’s only partly changed out of.

“Yoongi told us you were dropping by for table scraps or something.” Jimin hands you a to-go box loaded with tacos. It’s still nice and hot. “He said you’re like a little mouse scurrying around for free food.”

“Great. Did he just invite me over here so y’all can insult me?” You narrow your eyes at the boys, even though “little mouse” is the most endearing insult you’ve ever heard.

“He wanted to see you, obviously,” Taehyung shrugs. “Bro won’t shut up about that track you’re working on with him. Said you came up with a pretty sick hook.”

Oh, so he’s insulting you and complimenting you. Sounds about right for the nemesis you know.

The boys bring you inside to what looks like the set of a cologne commercial. Who knows. Maybe it’s actually a personal moisturizer for self-pleasure in that black bottle they’re advertising. 

One by one, you spot and say hi to the rest of the guys. Seokjin and Namjoon are getting their makeup touched up, Jungkook is devouring what appears to be his second box of tacos, and Hoseok is looking over the shots he just finished. The only person unaccounted for is the boy who called you over here.

Then you look over to where all the cameras are pointed. Yoongi is lying comfortably on a leather couch, legs propped up on the armrest. He holds the black bottle up and studies it like he’s reading a book. 

He looks good on that couch, but not nearly as good as he looked on the one in your studio last night. On your couch, he had a different look to him. He wasn’t the calm and well-mannered idol you see posing for the camera now. He was very much into finger-fucking you and making a mess out of you on your couch. And it was hot as hell.

Still, you have to admit you’re here drooling over him in his suit and tie like he’s the CEO of your heart or something. You’re not used to seeing him in anything other than sweats or jeans since there’s apparently no one worth impressing in the studio end of the BigHit building. And as much as you adore his naked face and casual look, Hot CEO is definitely a style he should adopt more of.

“Did you come here to stare or to eat?” Yoongi asks as soon as he gets a break from the cameras. No hi, no how are you. Just more slander. It should be illegal to be mean and handsome at the same time.

You came because he invited you! And because you like free food! And because maybe he’s nice to look at! But you’re not going to waste your breath on telling him something he already knows.

“I heard you called me a little mouse.” You cross your arms as he takes a long sip of water. “Is that your new pet name for me?”

He chokes on his water. Good. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” Aha, you were right. And to be honest, you wouldn’t really mind him calling you his Little Mouse from now on. “It’s because you sent that mouse emoji earlier.”

Ah, yes, the infamous mouse emoji that came right after your infamous sex typo. Good to know he hasn’t burned that cursed text from his memory the way you have.

The boy points to the box in your hands. “You should eat.”

“Did you eat already?” you ask, fidgeting with the notebook in your pocket. A tiny part of you is hoping he hasn’t so you can eat together. Then he’d have some time to look over the lyrics you’ve been working on for the song.

He shakes his head. “Now’s a good time—”

“Yoongi, we need you back for maybe 30… 40 minutes?” a camera guy calls out. You thought this was supposed to be Yoongi’s turn for a break. You thought this was your turn with him.

“I’ll be there in a sec,” he says, pulling you around the corner to a narrow hallway. The strong grip around your wrist is an odd mix of comfort and clinginess. “I heard the tacos are good. You should eat before they get cold.” In other words, eat without him because he doesn’t have time for you.

“They’re already cold.” You don’t mean it as a complaint. If he ate with you, you’re sure a cold meal would be just as satisfying as a hot one. But the thought of eating cold tacos all alone is kind of pathetic. And that makes you sad.

With a frown, he takes the box from you and pulls a taco out, examining it closely like the hottest certified health inspector in town. You’re suddenly hungry. The taco does look quite appetizing in those hands of his. Anything he touches becomes a thousand times prettier.

He takes a small bite as if whatever’s yours is his. You don’t mind, though. At least you know he’s getting some food in his stomach before returning to work.

But then he turns the taco to you and holds it up to your lips. You feel a piece of tortilla cling to the corner of your mouth as you bite into your dinner.

“Good, right?” The boy picks the tortilla bit off your cheek and pops it into his mouth before you can hide the mess from him—can’t get anything past his eyes.

You nod as you munch on the taco. You’ve never heard of a mouse being fed like royalty. But you have to admit, you kind of like it.

Satisfied with your answer, Yoongi tucks the half-eaten taco away with the rest of them in the box. You reach for the box, but he pulls it back out of reach.

“You’re not gonna grab some coffee too?” he asks.

You’d long forgotten about the coffee. Besides, what’s the point if you can’t enjoy it with the biggest coffee enthusiast you know?

“Maybe next time.” You swipe for the box again like a cat making a move on its prey. But once again, he holds the box as far away from you without actually distancing his body from yours. You both know there’s nowhere to run with that taco box in this narrow corridor.

“How about tomorrow morning?” he casually throws out. What, like a coffee date? Like an actual date? There’s no way. “I’ll pick it up on the way to the studio.”

Right. He can’t be seen out in the open with anyone other than his members and managers. You just wish so badly that that wasn’t the case.

“Yeah, that’s fine.” Besides, the two of you are just friends. A coffee date with him is asking for too much. You feel yourself shrinking against the wall and fail to notice the way he studies the hint of disappointment in your eyes.

Before you know it, his lips find yours. They’re soft and lazy but also comforting—more comforting than any cup of coffee you could’ve gotten from here. And that’s when you know the small trip you made tonight was all worth it. Any time you get to spend with him is always worth it, no matter how short it may be.

“I’ll surprise you with something good,” he hums against your lips before finally handing the box back to you and walking toward the cameras. “See you around, Little Mouse.”

When you get back to your studio, all you think about while eating your cold tacos is Yoongi kissing you again. This time was different, though. It wasn’t prompted by sexual tension or frsutration. It was the kind of kiss you’d give when parting with a lover after a perfect night spent together. What business did Min Yoongi have with sending you off like that? You’ve heard of superheroes being charmed by the enemy, but you won’t let yourself be that easy. Not that way.

So after you take the last bite of your tacos, you shake off the thought of his soft lips and reach into your cardigan pocket for your notebook. It’s time to get back to work.

But the pocket is empty. The one on the other side is empty as well. Oh fuck. The notebook with all your lyrics is gone. All your hard work is suddenly gone. You must’ve dropped it on your little outing for free food.

And that’s not even the worst part. There are things in there no one else is supposed to see. If it falls into the wrong hands—i.e. Yoongi’s large veiny hands—you’re going to lose your goddamn mind.

You should probably go back and find it before the enemy does.

As soon as you step out of your studio, your body smacks right into a solid chest. You square up on instinct like it’s some late-night intruder, but it’s just Yoongi. And he’s got his stinken hands on your notebook. Of course he does.

“Oh good, I was looking for that,” you say as innocently as possible before swiping your paws at him. He takes a step back along with the notebook.

“First of all, ouch.” He rubs his chest right where you’d collided with him. “Second, you’re welcome for returning this safely to you.”

“Thank you, Yoongi. You truly are the best,” you mutter, somewhat distracted by the hand on his chest. It’s so veiny. “Happy now? Can I have my notebook back please?”

“Wait.” He holds a finger up like you’re a puppy in training. You only obey because you really need the notebook back. “What are all those lyrics in here?”

“For the song we’re working on, obviously.” A half truth.

“Some pages have dates from years ago.”

“Well you weren’t supposed to see those.”

“Well I read all of them.” He finally hands the notebook back, but it appears to be too late. He knows your secrets now. “It’s a waste of good lyrics. Assuming you weren’t planning on using them after all these years.”

“I’m not.” You cling to the notebook as if there’s anything left to hide in it. Anybody who’s read them could tell those other lyrics weren’t written for Bangtan songs. They were clearly written for you, from your perspective. Your unfiltered feelings, good and bad, make up approximately 99% of those lyrics. You might’ve even written soft shit about Yoongi. 

“Okay, well, I’m glad I got to read them at least.” He leans against the doorframe. You’d expect him to be smirking after reading all the sappy things you’d written in that notebook, but he’s well-behaved tonight. “I wouldn’t be mad if you put out your own music eventually.”

“Very unlikely.” Although you appreciate him subtly supporting everything you do when it comes to music. “I already have my hands full with you, don’t I?”

“Oh, am I too much for you to handle?” There’s the smirk.

“Perhaps.” You press both hands into his chest and walk him backward to escort him out. There shall be no smirking or charming boys in your studio tonight.

“I have to head back before we wrap up.” He nods in the direction of the shoot as your hands continue to rest on him. “Will you still be around in an hour?”

“Nah, I’ll probably be out of here in about twenty minutes.” You pretend to check your phone even though you know you’ll still be in the studio for at least a few more hours. You’d rather not encourage him to come back and extend his already long day. “I just need to jot down a couple of ideas first.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow then.” He starts walking away before turning on his heels. “Oh, by the way, there’s been a change of plans about the morning coffee.”

Your heart sinks. No coffee? Got it.

“The photoshoot was supposed to be a two-day thing, but since we’re finishing it up tonight, I don’t have any work scheduled for tomorrow.” A free day? For Min Yoongi? Unheard of. “I’ll pick you up in the morning. Just bring your guitar. And that notebook.”

“You forgot the part where you tell me what the actual plan is.” You’re skeptical. He’s being sneaky, and that’s never a good sign.

“I told you it’s a surprise.” He dips before you can protest.

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Rebel Dashboard Simulator

🦎 lekkuhaver

😎 free-dantooine-deactivated-7976-994-5

this galaxy is so humancentric it hurts. "humanoid" this "near-human" that. don't care if they're the most abundant species overall they make up less than forty percent of sentient species. i hope you all realize how kriffing stupid you sound

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i mean op makes a good point but aren't they also an order 66 apologist???

😎 free-dantooine-deactivated-7976-994-5

when will you idiots realize the Jedi were created to uphold the status quo. they were no better than stormtroopers and the galaxy is better off without them. fks

🚀 podracing-analyst Follow

the Jedi were a religious order???? not law enforcement???? stop spreading misinformation if you want ppl to take you seriously

the Jedi did have powers of arrest but that was because they were diplomats and bodyguards. they were arresting assassins, corrupt officials, mercenaries, slavers and crime bosses (y'know, people who were actually actively upholding and profiting off of oppressive social conditions), not shoplifters or protestors. the only reason that they came under Senate authority in the first place was because they were actively attempting to prevent themselves from becoming too powerful.

they were also second-class citizens in many ways (unpaid for their labor, no rep in the Senate despite depending on it for support, etc). stop slandering minority religious groups.

🦎 lekkuhaver

also here to say that even if the Jedi were law enforcement, the purge was still a genocide. they had centuries (if not millennia) of history, art, religious practice, and other culture that's just been completely erased. not to mention that literal CHILDREN were slaughtered during knightfall. kids incapable of what you're attributing to them.

#i mean I pretty much agree with the first point being a twi'lek myself #but can we stop misrepresenting the Jedi for two minutes??? #also don't go in the notes it's a bloodbath in there #tw:genocide #tw:child death #discourse tag #lekki talks

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thinking about dyeing my hair again but there are too many options

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help how do I spumblr

🎨 spectre-spraypaint

this my little brother btw. you should welcome him with your bestworst anon hate

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#tooka #lothcat #cute #photography

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idk maybe i've been archiving suppressed clone wars records for too long. but. is it just me or is this shot of the Jedi general of the 3rd systems army kinda 👀

🌛 gungan-conspiracy Follow

holy force are there rebels young enough to not know who kriffing. obi-wan kenobi is

🎤 rebotastic Follow

great maker this image is giving me flashbacks to the jedi rpf discourse

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remember when that one spiktoker got investigated by the GAR during the clone wars for apparently including part of a classified holovid in one of their edits? those were the days

🧑‍🎤 myastromechromance Follow

you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

#FRRRRR #i still remember when rpf with him got popular #all of stewjonblr was flooded with asks about pet names in "stewjonian" #as if there's just one language and clan kenobi isn't incredibly large #encompassing multiple dialects #like girl even if i wanted to help you i couldn't #are u even sure he speaks his native language anymore. he was inducted as a toddler #anyway its too bad I got sick of his face seeing as he's a planetary treasure and all

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does anyone even like jogan fruit tho

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hey op who did you have to kill for that url

#mando heritage post #queue

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ngl I totally forgot this account existed

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Don't forget to visit the lower levels during your time with us! The garbage piles and casual violence due complete neglect by the planetary government are part of the charm!

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hey so what's up with this empire thing

#outer rim posting #this is satire to be clear

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people on here really need to learn how to use a readmore link. I don't want to have to scroll past your entire bail organa x reader fic to find posts about the man's politics

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if I didn't want clones fraternizing with civilians then I simply would not clone the hottest man in the galaxy. rip to the kaminoans but i'm different

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hey bez not to kill the joke but. do you know what happened to kamino

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what do you mean. what. what happened

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investing at twenty notes

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DONT DO THIS TO ME I DIDJHNT KNOWKJ

#we are pretty good looking huh :)

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🌌 hyperdrive-engaged Follow

look. i've worked in a shipyard for a long time. i've seen a lot of stuff. but what the KARK is this

Read more

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looks like a YT-1300 light freighter. older correllian model, highly prized but not super common. it does have some uhhh interesting mods

#i LOVE yt-1300s #too bad you have to be either rich or a chronic gambler to get one these days

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🧑‍🎤 myastromechromance Follow

anyone else seen this recording of palaptine tripping over his own robes yet

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omf no that's hilarious

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old prune had it coming

#q

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[katasstrophy]

heyy new follower here!

i lovee your works btw. ive seen a lot of enemies to lovers for michael kaiser but i just have a feeling that in bed he would be very loving and gentle. thoughts?

hi there nonnie, welcome! 😊 that’s so sweet of you to say, thank you <3 not gonna lie i’m a huuuuge sucker for enemies to lovers. call me a basic trope bitch but i just think it’s very yummy lol. HOWEVER,,,, 👀

SMUT! MDNI! fem-coded reader. mentions of hair.

kaiser’s an eccentric man, which i feel like would translate into great variety in the bedroom. his preferences lean towards the rougher side, but he loves to have you in a number of ways — it really all comes down to his or your immediate mood.

a quicky in the grimy airport bathroom before he leaves for some big-shot soccer tournament. eagerly sucking his cock in the backseat of his multimillion-euro brand car after an important but expected win — because the one thing michael kaiser isn’t is a loser — that turns into him brutally abusing your throat as he fucks into it. diving between your thighs and making you cum on his tongue again and again ’til your mind is but a fog of his name and your pleasure, because it’s a better, more sane alternative to presenting you his choked-up heart in all its bloody rottenness after he laid eyes on the small, secret smile you offered upon his arrival home.

whatever the specifics end up being, sex with kaiser is always passionate. and from the way his fingers dig into your flesh, hands raking up your back, into your hair, hoisting up your thighs, lips always chasing to lick and mouth and kiss at your body wherever he can reach, it’s so obvious he craves touch during intimate moments there’s really no need to voice it. 

kaiser’s confidence in himself never truly wavers, and while he believes your self-confidence should mirror his — you’re exceptional on levels he has no hopes of reaching, after all — he knows your mind doesn't always allow that for you. you, like most, have bad days. deep down, especially as he grows older and matures, kaiser also knows the way he is can be… a lot to deal with, let alone love wholeheartedly like you do.

harbouring such feelings often culminates in sex so deep, kaiser's tender, steady thrusts inside you almost penetrating your soul, your panting mouths merely a breath apart murmuring adorations for each other and praise for how good the other is making you feel. the support of his palm at your waist would ease the burn of your thighs as you’d roll on top to ride him, slowly, needy whines echoing in the pockets of space between you as you cradle his jaw and kiss him senseless in your soft lovemaking.

i think kaiser would be loving and gentle during sex if that’s the kind of affection he and his darling lover would need.

[bellaxgiornata]

So, season 1 rewatch is done and I forgot just how fucking great the last fight scene is, he’s just so… gah! To be fair the entire last episode is fantastic, probably my favourite one up until this point, but it got me drooling over Matt in the gym. I don’t even think I have to say anything, but like considering I split my hand open from going after a punching bag, I’m just picturing Matt trying to fix the injury, showing me how to hit properly once it’s healed, his voice in my ear, his whole slutty body against mine, the whole nine yards.

Also, practicality means red suit is safer, red suit and helmet are smarter and my nursing student ass approves because safety, but the whore in me is lamenting that it’s missing the absolute whorishness of the skin tight black one. It’s a problem, Charlie get a million times hotter when he’s punching things, bleeding a little, and ya know, just speaking, so someone in costuming knew what they were doing 👀

Still not over “Avocados at Law” btw. And that smooth fucking Spanish, ya girl is gone and so are her clothes 😂 I’m just considering myself lucky that he lives in my iPad and isn’t a few blocks away. Compulsive tease.

Anyway, that is the season 1 ramble… sorry for the invasion but I had to come back and gush.

🌿💜

OMG that final fight scene!! Matt's little "take your shot" in his Devil voice always gets me. And all those flips when he fights Fisk always feels like he's showing off to me 🤣 Like did you need all of them? I think punching would have worked just fine...

Honestly any time we see Matt in a gym working out I drool. I've got a weakness for Matt's arms, especially if they're all sweaty because he's been punching a bag for a bit. But Matty would absolute help you bandage your knuckles and he'd teach you in the future how to properly wrap your hands and throw a punch to avoid injury. And he'd be doing it to keep you from getting hurt in the future, but let's be real, it'd be damn near impossible to focus on what he's teaching with his body pressed against yours and his hands on you. He'd be repeatedly reminding you to focus and it would make things worse 😆

I KNOW! I love that he's protected with the new suit because I don't want him dead, but also, I love seeing that black fabric clinging to him. I'm not going to deny it. At least we get somewhat of a comeback of it in season 3! It's not the same, but it's something.

HIM AND FOGGY ARE ALWAYS SO CUTE. The cutest little avocados! But I love that you're still stuck on his Spanish 🤣 Maybe we'll see more of it in Born Again? Who knows.

But...could you imagine if he kept showing up at your window in his black suit?? 👀👀

DO NOT APOLOGIZE FERN! Sorry it took me so long to respond, but I absolutely loved seeing you gushing over season one! If you binge season 2 feel free to come scream some more! I'm behind on my rewatch but I love chatting about our Devil! ❤

[jennyandvastraflint]

Xena Reactions S3Ep2.

Oh no, a Joxer episode... Please no...

Hellooo, Xena

OH IS THIS I'LL RISE BUT I REFUSE TO SHINE

YESSSS

HAHAHAAA, his eggs

"Nothing important"

Something about horseshoes

Please. Joxer...

OH SHIT- Blood???

Lol, burn Joxer sjfjsjf (Is this the timeloop episode btw, there's one of those, right?)

"There's no blame here" OUGHHHH

HUAAAAH, THE HUGGOO

OH. THEY SLEEP CUDDLING. LOOK AT THEM

THE GRNTLE HAIR STROKING???

Oh yea. There it is. Time is looping

"You should be dead!" sfhdhdh

Awwww, she's suddenly fond of him

She pushed him out the way.

Sus lady in the background

Pls. The timey wimey shenanigans ajdhd

"And they're making us up" 👀

BWAHAHA HE FAINTED and he's back

The simultaneous YES.

Urgh ffs.

"son of a Bacchae" sjfhdhd

Oof... War.

Xena is DONE with em

Joxer you fucking didn't have it under control

JOXER YOU WERE STABBED YESTERTODAY

NOOOO NOT ARGO. Hey I'll take dead Joxer over dead Argo ANY DAY

Noooooo :(((

Poor Xena

Wow hang on, are they giving Joxer character depth?? I still don't want him there shdhd

"Joxer, move"

"I am fine. The day is repeating itself." "I hate when that happens."

GABBY CHECKING IF SHE'S GOT A FEVER

"Lots of people bond over their hatred for me. You two for instance." 😂

Ohhhh, she saved the old guy

XENA DOESN'T WANNA HEAR HIM SINGING

"I that a hickey?" GABRIELLE'S FACE.

She knocks out both of them

"Not the alleeey..."

NOOOO, GABRIELLE! GABRIELLEEEEE

She's immediately checking. HER FACE. THE RELIEF, THE HUG

Joxer. NO.

HEHE, AS HE DESERVES

AHAHAHAHAHA SHE KILLS THE ROOSTER

"You'll explain, right?"

Joxer...

AHAHA

"Wow, she has really lost it" 😂

"Two great minds, one thought" "Only half a wit" dhfhfhd

DID SHE JUST MURDER JOXER SVDHDHDHDHD Fair

Gabrielle's distraught while Xena sleeps on

Heeeey, it's like the intro shot!

SHE TIED UP POOR GABRIELLE bet when she got the rope out Gabrielle thought it'd go differently

"Would help if I could read"

"So anyone drop dead lately?"

Her listening to stories 😂

"Yes both ways" 👀 Bisexual ass thing to say

Her going thru breaking up one conflict after the other

Ohhhh, so the stories were part of the plan

Yippieee, everyone is happy

"I bet this'll stop the day repeating" it won't

UH OH.

"Thanks, I just needed to say that out loud"

Oh god. They're trying to Romeo and Juliet... 😂

NOT CUPID SJDHDHSHF

Please.

I mean, Xena's gonna send Gabrielle and Joxer, isn't she

THEY'RE STILL SITTING THERE SHDHSHD

Xena. You have a girlfriend and a... Joxer who can help

"Go play with Joxer" Rude

"Sorry" shfhfvf

"GOOD GIRL"

Poor Gabrielle

Love how Xena has this elaborate plot instead of asking for help (Vastra as fuck)

JOXER NO.

Nooooooo...

Okay it's turnips

Them laughing at Joxer. So fair.

This is probably among the ones I liked best (at least among the ones that contain Joxer. He was bearable in this one.)

[aimwigs]

a one shot you say 👀👀 if you want encouragement, I accidentally fell down a yard fic rabbit hole over the weekend which ended in me just reading basically all of your fics (they were so great btw, I really like you're characterisations) but now I've run out which is obviously a major tragedy 😔 so if saving me from this horrible fate (no more yard fics to read) helps inspire you 🥺 😂

(the streamer games were fun weren't they! the content brained girlies were really outstanding. i'm also fascinated by just how objectified vinnie hacker was and i now realise that i have no idea what that man does besides look pretty which to be fair he has mastered the craft, but that can't be it??)

awww ty i’m glad you like my stuff!!!! i’ll def try to get this oneshot done tn (it’s cinnaqt tho not yard, just trying something out) and then i wanna write a fem naiden thing this week too! i’m also working on a ludaiden hockey au that i’ve been working on FOREVER but that’s a multichap so it’ll be a few more weeks til im ready to post that even tho im prioritizing it (writing 1k before i can write other stuff)

also streamer games so fun i too am mystified by vinnie hacker because before this i only knew him for “flirting” with georgenotfound over dms

[ikeromantic]

Hiiii hope you are doing great!💕

*pulls up to the Ikeromantic drive thru*

I'd like to order a Kyubei with the word ''instructor'' (if it doesn't inspire you a lot you can take the word ''secret''!👀) with some 🥵, if it's possible!

(Btw i just wanted to tell you that i really love your stories, you write so well!!😔👌🏻)

Ding! Fries are done? xD Some Kyubei to quench your thirst. Approx 1500 words with a touch of spice.

Kyubei met the chatelaine at the stables. He didn’t need to ask how she felt about this lesson. He could read her anxiety in the set of her shoulders and the tightness of her jaw. Clearly, she’d never been around horses and was afraid of the large, sometimes flighty creatures.

“Here,” he gestured her over to a bay mare. “This is Ayumu. You’ll be practicing on her today.” The horse was one of the calmest mounts in the castle, and well trained enough that all a rider really needed to do was stay mounted. 

The chatelaine eyed the horse distrustfully. “Are you sure I can’t just walk wherever I’m going? I did track in high school. I can go pretty fast.” 

“Track? High school?” Kyubei found it endearingly strange when she used these made-up words. 

“Umm. Never mind. Anyway, is this really necessary? Where am I even going that I need to ride there?”

He shrugged. “Wherever Lord Oda decides you need to go, I guess.” 

The chatelaine crossed her arms. “Well, maybe I don’t want to just run where he points. I’m fine right here.”

Kyubei laughed at her stubborn expression. She was cute when she made that face, with her eyebrows drawn down and her cheeks puffed out. 

“It’s not funny!”

“It is. Now stop delaying and come meet Ayumu.” He gestured toward the horse. “You want to hold your hand out to her, so she can smell you and decide if she likes you or not.”

“Oh so I don’t get to decide but the horse does,” the chatelaine grumbled as she did what he asked. Her hand trembled as she held it out to the mare. 

Ayumu snuffled her outstretched hand, probably hoping for a treat.

The chatelaine’s expression went from fear and annoyance to surprise. “It - it tickles! And she feels so soft!”

Kyubei’s smiled stretched so wide it hurt his cheeks as he watched the chatelaine scratch Ayumu’s nose and chin. “She likes you.”

“How can you tell?”

“Well, you still have all your fingers,” he teased. His reward was a surprised ‘o’ as her eyebrows shot up. “I’m only kidding. I can tell because she looks happy. You can see it in her eyes, the same way you see it in a person’s gaze.”

“Hmmph.” She looked back at Ayumu. “You are as bad as Mitsuhide sometimes, Kyubei.” 

Her smile as she said it made him feel warm inside. He laughed. “I shall take that as a compliment.” 

Once the introductions were done, he showed her the saddle, bridle, and other tack. Ayumu didn’t need a bit, but Kyubei showed the chatelaine that too as he couldn’t be sure what horse she would ride on a journey. As usual, Mitushide had been vague about what type of saddle she should use, so Kyubei made sure to show her all of them - even the ni-gura which a peasant might use to ride. But for their practice, he chose a warrior’s kura, a saddle only warlords and their noble soldiers would use. It seemed . . . fitting.

They saddled Ayumu together, with Kyubei directing as the chatelaine draped and buckled and tied the assortment of gear onto Ayumu. For her part, the mare was placid and didn’t seem to mind the chatelaine’s clumsy work. 

Then came the hard part. “You have to either lift your foot high and put it in the abumi and then swing your other leg over the horse or you can leap up, hook your foot in it, and swing your leg over.” Kyubei grabbed the stirrup to illustrate.

“Ehm. What? Can’t you like . . . lower it a bit?” She stared hard at the abumi in his hand.

“No. If you lower it, you won’t be high enough to swing your other leg over her back. And it’s hard to adjust the straps once you are in the saddle.” He gestured her over. “I will help you get up this time, until you are more comfortable with mounting.”

The chatelaine sighed. “Alright. But remember, I’m doing this under protest.” She put a hand on his shoulder and tried to lift her leg high enough to get it in the stirrup, but it was out of reach. She wobbled precariously, and only a quick hand to her back kept her from falling over.

“Let me give you a boost.” Kyubei knelt down and made a basket with his hands. “Just step -”

The chatelaine didn’t need instructions for this, it seemed. She stepped into his hands and let him boost her up high enough to get her leg over the mare’s back. Then she easily slipped her feet into the stirrups. 

Kyubei watched her face light up with a smile of wonder. She was so beautiful in that moment that he felt his heart stutter as his chest filled with a hopeless, helpless love.

“Is something wrong?” Her expression clouded over as she looked down at him. 

“No - no, not at all. I just had a - an unrelated thought.” He mentally chided himself for letting his emotions show on his face. “So, now you’re mounted. That was the hard part. Riding is easy. You lightly guide with the reins and use your knees to put a little pressure to her side.”

Ayumu huffed at the chatelaine’s clumsy motion and began to turn. In circles. 

Kyubei couldn’t help but laugh as she tried to course correct and ended up going in circles the other way. 

“Stop laughing and help me!” The chatelaine wobbled in the saddle. 

“Ah, hahaha ok. Ok, sorry.” He cleared his throat. “Just let the reins go slack. Yes. See how she stopped?” Kyubei moved closer and reached up to lay his hand over the top of hers. His other hand rested gently on her leg. He was suddenly, terribly aware of her warmth under his touch and his mind went completely blank.

She nodded. “Ok, yes. So how do I make her go forward?”

“Forward.” Kyubei repeated. Her leg was firm beneath the thin fabric of her hakama. He tried to ignore the sensation. Riding. Horse riding, he reminded himself. “You just nudge her side, like so.” He pressed her leg against the mare’s side. 

Ayumu immediately began to walk forward at a sedate pace. 

Kyubei walked along beside her, still resting his hands on the chatelaine. As they approached the edge of the ring, he laced his fingers with hers and tugged the reins gently to turn. Holding hands! They were holding hands! No - no - focus. He looked up.

The chatelaine was looking down at him, her cheeks stained with heat. She looked away as soon as their eyes met. “Umm. So. I - I nudge and . . . tug . . .”

“R-right.” Kyubei pulled his hands away and put them behind his back. “Now you try.”

“Ok.” She took a breath and nudged Ayumu again. The horse sped up a little, turning with the slight pull at her reins. Her smile returned as she rode around the ring a full turn. “Look! Kyubei! I’m doing it!”

“I knew you could.” He felt a foolish smile spread across his face, but he could not stop it and did not really want to. 

She giggled.”It’s actually kind of fun!” She nudged Ayumu to go faster, and the horse complied. They went around and around the training ring, with the chatelaine building confidence in her ability to stop, turn, and speed up. But just as she began to relax, a barn rat darted across the mare’s path.

If there is anything a horse hates, it is small, fast things moving near its legs. Ayumu reared back, tossing her head. The chatelaine tumbled from the saddle. 

Kyubei darted forward, his heart hammering in his ears. It was a split second, but in that tiny sliver of time, he closed the distance between them. She slammed into his chest as she fell, and nearly knocked him off his feet. But he kept his balance, cradling her against him. “Are you ok?”

She went limp in his arms and let her head rest on his shoulder. “I think so?” Her eyes found his and there was something in them. Something warm and sweet as honey. “You caught me.”

“I couldn’t let you get hurt. I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.” Kyubei knew he should probably set her down but his arms weren’t of the same opinion, and held her more tightly instead. 

“Not even for a few bruises?” She smiled.

Kyubei smiled. ”Not even for a few bruises.”

The chatelaine’s fingers brushed against the line of his jaw. He held his breath at the unexpected touch, even as it ended too quickly. “Thank you, Kyubei.”

“O-of course.” Now put her down, he thought. He forced the tension in his arms to relax and began to set her on her feet. “I - I’m going to set you on your feet, ok?”

Her arms went around his shoulders in a sudden flurry of motion. “W-wait!” 

“What is it? Does something hurt?”

“Maybe?” She let her head settle on his shoulder again. “Give me just . . . just another minute?”

“As long as you like,” he replied. Forever, even, he thought guiltily. Here she was, feeling perhaps a little dizzy or hurt, and all he could think of was how nice she felt in his arms. Love truly did make fools of anyone.

"Thank you." Her breath ghosted across his throat, tickling and light.

Kyubei tried to keep his thoughts together, but they scattered into a thousand imagined moments. Kissing her when she next looked up, those satin lips against his, the way her hair would brush against his cheek as she clung to him. Carrying her to his room, undressing her one undone tie at a time. Letting his hands explore her body with no fabric to separate them.

He wanted her so much that it hurt. The desire he felt, to make love - to know every part of her body and soul and mind. He could imagine late nights of passion, the sounds she would make. And long, slow, gentle mornings. Kissing the sleep from her face before they . . .

"You feel good," she sighed.

"What?" He felt a shiver run through him.

"Ummm. I mean. I. Feel. Good? Not hurt. I mean." She pushed away from him. "You can - ah - set me down?"

The moment between them passed as if it had never happened. Kyubei felt a pang of loss as he let go of her. It took every ounce of artifice and will in him to smile placidly and ask, "Are you ready to get back on the horse?"

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okay.

Cracks knuckles and opens the wiki bc I don't remember shit

CW/drugs and alcohol mentions Toast - The British one first? yes, obviously

- HE DOES HARD DRUGS. We have seen that Mac is a hallucinogenic. And it can kill. So I assume in real world logic, it's some strand/type of pot that has LSD in it. Therefore, when you melt it down/make oil/butter, whatever it can be put into food, and he chose Macaroni! because why not! idk, just my thoughts on it.

- British Prince with a Cybernetic arm...

- ... he's cannonically an alcoholic. fiends for some good whiskey

- The whole, whent to prison/ possibly a psych ward during the puppet arc,, is very near to my heart. so so much angst.

- BRITISH DISCO. *shakes you menacingly* WHAT THE FUCK IS BRITISH DISCO?! It killed his first wife. by LOOKING AT HIM WHILE DOING IT. How did that come about?? how did he get that power??

- I think it's heavily implied that Toast knows more about Ghosts past than he (Ghost) even does. and that's. really interesting to me.

- in the videos, he's very giggly! either as an anxious thing or just a thing he does!

I'm pulling from the wiki now btw

- If he does hand puppets he will explode. similarly to an ION BOMB EXPLOSION.

- ..possibly was in a boy band?? 30 years ago??

- HE pisses. BOUNCY BALLS.

- "Anytime Johnny Toast hears anything related to a wolf he has to throw things." <- squints

Johnny Ghost time, heheheeh

- Ghost cannot bleed or else Jimmy will be triggered. With how much he gets hurt or shot. He must be stressing to keep Jimbo back.

- Ghost has cannonically been sent to wards and mental hospitals? even in his younger years... and the end of "Jimmy Casket returns" is a great opportunity to explore what Ghosts experience/s of a ward. it's like, the end of the video is a perfect set up too explore this, and im surprised people haven't done it already!

- The character changes after being stuck in the dimensions... showoff, brave, explosive to, paranoid and insecure, and untrusting.

- he's. Johnny ghost Is part ghost.

- THE WHOLE BOWLING BALL THING???

- wince's and gets pain when called Gregory 👀

- He's actually v e ry fucking smart! He's made robots of his partner and has possibly made spirits. (reference to the baymax video)

JIMMY!!!

- "In 2016, Dipper Pines, in an attempt to purge Casket from Ghost's system, unintentionally gave Casket a corporeal form. Casket has not had as strong a hold in Ghost's mind since, although he is still there, to an extent." <- pulled from the wiki, so uh. I didn't know this.

- Jimmy is scared of Mac (possibly that time Ghost died from getting drugged bUT)

- Chris "Colon" Ghostie

- interdimentional beanie.

sadly, I can't find shit on spooker. I am so sorry, spooker fans 😔