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corpsedaydream · 4 years ago

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Can i uhhh request a headcannon/consept of corpse just carrying you around and picking you up -🐱

lets fucking gooooooo

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carry on

the first time

it’s quick and enough to leave ur mind wondering about what else he could do. you’re at his place and the both of u aren’t the best in the kitchen but tonight u decided to make a meal together. a learning experience. but ur getting a little restless and boy oh boy ur in a ‘i know i’m being really annoying but i just can’t stop being annoying’ mood. and so ur doing little things like poking his side. or when he asks u to retrieve something ur deliberately getting something else. but he’s had enough when he’s about to chop something and u decide on playing a game of chicken by whipping ur hand out over the chopping board. he’d place the knife down and suddenly his hands are on the sides of you and he’s hoisting u up on a part of the bench that’s close enough to still watch but far enough away that u can’t reach anything to keep pestering. “don’t move.” he’d tell u, along with a chaste kiss against the corner of ur mouth. and u listen. bc u knew u were being annoying as hell and also bc it’s the first time he’s ever really lifted u and ur a little thrown off but also excited.

koala cling

when u haven’t seen him in almost two months. and fuck did u miss him so much. you’d jump into him and if he wasn’t ready for it, the two of you would’ve fallen over. but he was so ready, because fuck, he missed you too. your arms would wrap so tightly around his neck and your ankles would cross behind him to lock your legs around his middle. his arms would link so unbreakably around your waist. but even if he was to let go, u wouldn’t go anywhere, u were clinging onto him for dear life.

the jellyfish sting

holy shit it took u so long to convince corpse to go to the beach with u. and of course the one day he finally agrees, it’s the day a jellyfish wraps itself around ur leg and stings u to hell and back. he would be sitting on a towel, not quite ready to venture into the ocean like u did right away. and it seemed he made the right choice bc it was only a few minutes later u were doing an awkward run out of the water and once you’d hit the shore you’d drop down and try to unravel the sea creature from around your leg. he’d hear your sounds of pain and hurry down and at first he’s really not sure what to do. but once he saw the red straps of pain that were quickly forming into welts on your skin, he’d scoop you up. one hand around your back and the other under your knees. he’s extra careful to not bump the stings. there’s no life guards around bc u came to a more secluded beach where not a lot of people went so he’d carry u to the car and place you inside ever so cautiously.

drunk

he’d gotten a call at 1am. actually, he’d gotten about five calls. the first four kept ending quickly bc ur drunken self would get distracted by one of ur fellow drunk friends saying something and you’d accidentally hang up on corpse. only to call him back a minute later. eventually, he’d come to learn the point of the call was wanting to be picked up. and so there u were in his passenger seat on the way home, drunkenly babbling about the antics u and ur friends had gotten up to. he was taking u back to his place bc it was closer. once u both got there, he lost patience with ur slow, drunk stumble kind of walk and instead, hoisted u up in his arms, deciding it was going to be the quicker and more safer way for u to make it to his front door.

over shoulder

ur both in chaotic yet playful moods. and it’s lead to a game of murder in the dark. corpse is too good at being it. each time he finds u, he gives u a scare bigger then the last. this time is no different. he’s spotted u and he’s creeping up ever so silently and when he’s within reach, he yells and uses his strength to lift you up over his shoulder. u yelp at the sudden fright, but laughs quickly follow as you dangle over him from where he’s placed u. “i don’t think murder in the dark is meant to be a contact sport.”

a piggy back

the sun is going down. the sky looks to be hand painted in pinks and oranges by mother nature herself. u were so distracted by the beautiful visuals that u hadn’t felt ur legs going to sleep in your cross legged position. it didn’t help that corpse was in front of u, leaning back against ur legs and front, sending them further into numbness. u were feeling too content, looking at one of your favourite things to look at and having one of your favourite people in your arms. he hops up first when the sunset is almost gone completely. turning to look at u with a questioning look when u don’t make any effort to move. “i will literally fall over and die.” u over dramatise. he laughs but then he’s crouching back down in front of u. “hop on.” and so u do. ur arms wrapping loosely around his neck and your legs hooking over his hips. he’d be sure to get a good grip on your thighs before standing to his full height, shuffling u up a little higher so u could lean comfortably against his back and leave some sweet kisses to the back of his neck.

splash

u could almost fall asleep in ur current position. sun baking was not good for ur skin, but u couldn’t deny that u loved the feeling of laying out by a pool and feeling the sun beaming down on u. that is until a familiar pair of arms are slinking around u and a familiar laugh is sounding out as u gasp in surprise at the sudden lift. “corpse, no-” but it was all so quick, the hold he had to lift u from ur sun baking spot is quickly gone as he instead tosses u right into the pool.

am baby

u were fast asleep on the couch. he knew this would happen. u only had two more episodes left of a show u were watching and u were positive u could stay awake for them. but there he found u after he showered, eyes closed, slow deep breaths leaving ur slightly parted lips, sleeping soundly and missing the episode u had assured him u were going to stay awake for. had the couch been a little bigger, he’d leave u there. but the two seater would cause u to awake feeling all stiff and sore. he turned off netflix first before concentrating on picking you up. “mmm, lemme’ sleep.” you’d whine out croakily, being stirred awake upon feeling his arms slip underneath you. “gotta get u to bed, baby.” he’d respond. “gonna pick u up, okay?” he’d give u a warning before making sure his arms were around ur relaxed body securely to lift u up safely. the movement would wake u a little more but you’d quickly find yourself now resting against corpse. your torso pressed against his as he held you like a baby. he’d be leaning back slightly to support your deadweight, sleepy self. a smile present on his face as he could feel your slow, deep breaths fan over his neck as u rested ur head on his shoulder as he carried u to bed.

playtime in bed

ik what ur thinking and stop it!!!! lmao. u were mindlessly watching instagram stories in bed when u came across someone doing acroyoga. “look,” u tilt ur phone screen towards corpse and he see’s the look on ur face. “we can’t do that.” “why?! it’ll be fun, let’s just try once.” and he rly struggles saying no to u when u get all excited and that’s how the two of u found urself in this position. him flat on his back with his arms stretched upright to where his hands held tightly onto yours. his legs were also up, his feet pressed into your hips as he started to lift u higher. “isn’t yoga meant to be relaxing?” he’d question, bc all he could focus on was not dropping you and it was stressing him out while u just found the whole thing too funny and couldn’t stop laughing. “lift me higher.”

#corpse #corpse husband #corpse x reader #corpse husband x reader #corpse imagine #🐱anon #writing #mine #request #Anonymous #answered

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pannyacottafugo · 4 years ago

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sick ?? headcanons ?? idk anymore tbh

help cause i’m sick rn and rly bored so i wrote a full essay cause this just came to mind 😭

// no description of anything gross but mentions of being sick

- bruno probably gets the worst allergies (not allergic to anything, but his sinuses act up during cold/hay fever season). he’ll show up to work anyway and just deny that anything’s wrong. trying to talk to clients and just sneezing every minute type thing.

it’s never anything too bad, and he never really gets very bed-ridden sick. normally if he is, he just stays home and recovers kind of quickly. if he needs help, he calls abbacchio to bring him stuff and to drive him to the doctor.

- fugo also probably gets allergies and is the type to wear a mask when hes got a cold. i hc him as slightly germophobic (cause of purple haze) so when he’s got allergies he carries hand sanitiser with him and stuff.

when he’s actually proper sick, he refuses to admit it and is all “it’s just allergies it’s nothing” and will be like this until someone physically takes him home and puts him to bed. he gets sick the most out of anyone and absolutely hates it. he doesn’t let anyone look after him, but bruno or giorno will try to bring him stuff anyway, and narancia will come to visit him (which is honestly not the best for fugo because he gets restless and tries to play games with him while fugos just lying there trying not to die).

- fugo, abbacchio, and giorno all hate the doctors. they will deny that they do, but when they’re sick they will refuse to go. narancia doesn’t like going either, but can be convinced if a reward is involved.

- mista literally never gets sick. no one has ever seen him sick before. the entire gang will have a cold, and mista somehow won’t catch it. one time they all caught food poisoning, and mista literally caught nothing. no one knows why. every time trish gets sick she complains how she’s sick but “mista showers once a week yet he’s never even gotten a runny nose”. it does mean that if everyone else is sick, mista has to be the one to look after them. he’s slightly hopeless at it though, and gets bored easily cause no one can hang out with him.

- giorno doesn’t get sick very often and even when he does, no one sees him when he’s sick. he’ll call in sick, lock himself away, and then reappear completely fine. he recovers pretty fast and doesn’t normally get anything too serious. if he does, fugo and mista will normally look after him, even if giorno rejects. but fugo’s cautious not to get too close cause he doesn’t want to catch it either. normally he’ll just bring him stuff and check on him to see if he’s okay. mista will sometimes sit with him to keep him company, although, even though he doesn’t mind, giorno normally prefers being alone when he’s not feeling well.

- abbacchio doesn’t get sick that often either, but will normally just show up at work and then get sent home by bruno, which he doesn’t really mind. he recovers pretty quick as well. if it’s serious bruno will normally be the one to look after him, and even though he’ll constantly be like “i’m fine i don’t need anything” he enjoys being cared for. he refuses to go to the doctor though when there’s something actually wrong. he just pretends like it’s nothing until bruno tricks him into going into a drive and they end up at the doctors. it’s partly because he can’t be bothered, but also cause he figures “what i don’t know can’t hurt me” and just denies anything’s wrong.

- narancia doesn’t deny that he’s sick, he just doesn’t care. normally fugo or bruno have to take him home cause he’ll show up with a cold or if it’s bad, he’ll show up and not know why he’s really unwell but just try to brush it off. he actually doesn’t mind being sick cause he just stays at home and plays games or something. fugo will look after him and bring him medicine/food etc. and clean up for him, but mista will hang out with narancia. he gets restless cause he doesn’t like being stuck at home for too long, and fugo can’t hang around cause he’ll get sick too, so mista will spend time with him, otherwise he’ll literally just leave the house and find something to do. narancia also makes fun of fugos weak immune system but i feel like he has an allergy to something rly random like pineapple or something lmao.

- trish is kind of normal when it comes to being sick, like she doesn’t get sick often, just a normal amount. she hates it though because it’s kind of gross, and gets embarrassed to tell people / have people see her sick. she’ll tell the others she’s busy and then stay home until she feels better.

when she’s really unwell though, she needs someone to buy her medicine and look after her but she really doesn’t want everyone to know, so she’ll call narancia cause she’s the least embarrassed if he knows. but he’ll be no help cause he’ll just want to mess around, and will probably bring mista to come hang out with them, and trish will push them out the door. so then she’ll ask giorno, except he doesn’t really know what to do, so he brings fugo with him. trish is not happy about that, but ends up being really grateful because fugo is sick often and so knows what to do and him and giorno end up looking after her. at some point bruno asks narancia if he knows where trish is, and he tells her she’s sick at home. he’ll probably visit her uninvited at some point to make sure she’s okay, and she is mortified cause she doesn’t want him seeing her looking unwell. so when trish shows up to see everyone again, everyone’s like “hope you’re feeling better” and abbacchio is just sitting there like “did i miss something ???”

#help this is ridiculous why do i have such extensive headcanons surrounding this wtf #jjba headcanons #vento aureo #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba part 5 #pannacotta fugo #narancia ghirga #giorno giovanna #trish una #guido mista #leone abbacchio #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati

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todoroki-kokoroki · 4 years ago

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I was crying maple syrup tears

shinsou hitoshi x gender neutral reader

genre: self indulgent fluff

a/n: i got the idea this morning that shinsou seems like he’d actually be a rly nice singer but he’d absolutely refuse to let anyone hear it. i haven’t been able to sleep well for like a week and i’ve been having multiple panic attacks since the weekend due to the amount of work my classes have been shitting on me, so i used this as motivation to get thru today and having to cram tonight. i haven’t written a fan fic since high school lmao

You’ve only ever caught him once…

His singing was actually quite wonderful; gruff in the chest and firm on all the higher notes, like slowly pouring sweet but dark amber maple syrup. But he persistently denies this incident ever happened, well, maybe you’re the persistent one for always asking as if you’re trying to pry open a clam shut tight to reveal the pearl inside.

That is until, one day, Shinsou shuts down on you and leaves you bewildered and feeling vulnerable. He would avoid you in the hallways, he’d grow quiet from his usual sarcastic self if you were anywhere near him. The times you do catch a glimpse of his face he never looked angry… he’s not usually angry at you and if he ever were he’s the type of person that would come forward and gently explain his concern. That you appreciated so much, that was something you couldn’t afford to lose; he just looked… anxious. His lips in a tight frown, his eyebrows furrowed in discomfort, his usually endearing eyes looking to the ground.

You genuinely hurt just thinking about the fact that you could have possibly hurt him. A few days pass with empty greetings and this insufferably awkward air between you two… until you can’t stand it anymore. You miss his voice, his velvet smooth laughs, his broad hands that firmly clasp yours, always strong and warm to remind you that you are safe. You finally muster enough courage one afternoon to tell him to meet you at your dorm after the day’s training and you swallow nervously as he replies with nothing but a simple nod.

You’d been waiting anxiously, pacing around the room while ruminating deep in your head until the lightest knock, politely indicating his presence, scared the absolute shit out of you. Shinsou was surprised when you abruptly opened the door to see your face so pale as if you’d been holding your breath for the last hour.

“Hey.”

“Hey...”

And now the two of you are sitting at the edge of your bed. You take a quick breath and release the bed sheets that you hadn’t noticed you were clutching from your grip. Your hands are clammy. You’re not sure exactly what you had said or done, but you had pushed Shinsou into silence; you had upset him somehow and that’s what mattered.

You apologize. Your voice quivers so you quickly swallow before apologizing again, firmly this time, and you turn your head to meet his fatigued, lavender eyes. You catch him off guard and he stays still for a moment. For just a moment you think you really fucked up… until a second passes and Shinsou leans forward. He places the lightest kiss on your forehead, as if your skin was made out of porcelain. His lips curve into that humble smile that you missed oh so much and he lets out a soft, breathy chuckle while you, on the other hand, let out a loud, obvious sigh of relief to admit that you in fact had been holding your breath for the past hour or two.

Your gasp is jagged and it pierces the frigid, silent air which causes you to immediately wake and open your eyes. You abruptly sit up but immediately regret it as the sudden movement causes the room to spin. You helplessly lay back onto the bed, feeling lightheaded as the panic starts to crawl like a vermin into your chest again. It slithers up your neck to constrict your throat, painfully restraining your weak attempts to breathe. When you try to lick your dry lips, you only make them feel more uncomfortable and with every pathetic breath you try to manage the burning sensation only worsens. At this point, you’re not sure if it’s a single tear or a drop of sweat that rolls down your cheek, but regardless you lay there as if you’re paralyzed except for the shudders that take over your small body.

You desperately want to curl up into a fetal position, to turn your back away from the world that was too loud but too eerily quiet at the same time. You only manage to choke out a single hoarse sob but then you feel yourself enveloped in a warm, secure embrace; the mere shock of this almost halts your panic for a moment. A hand starts to run through your tangled locks while the other is placed on your back, gently rubbing circles to ease your body frozen in fear. Eventually, a low, husky voice whispers your name and you look up to meet those lovely lavender eyes.

Shinsou shushes you tenderly as he whispers sweet nothings to nurture you back into the present moment. You let out a defeated, exasperated sigh and place your head on his chest. You listen to his faint heartbeat; the sound of that alone is comforting enough to almost completely lull you back to sleep. But then you feel a soft rumbling that reverberates through his chest. You hear something you haven’t heard in a while, something that you’ve only heard once before… The luscious trickle of sweet, dark amber maple syrup. You swear you hear Shinsou’s heart quicken a bit which makes you giggle but soon enough you melt like putty into Shinsou’s arms. This prompts him to relax too. The warmth of his voice fills the room, taking up every corner of the room that was once so frigid and unforgiving. You’re completely captivated in a trance, and soon your eyelids start to grow heavy. A tired but adoring smile grows on your lips as you snuggle closer into his chest to hold him dearly. You finally let out a soft sigh of relief and this time you do let yourself be lulled completely back to sleep...

#sry if theres typos its 3am #title is my fave lyric rn #shinsou x reader #shinsou hcs #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou headcanons #bnha #bnha oneshots #diary

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magniloquent-raven · 5 years ago

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Ooh for your prompts: Fluffy Elmax sleepover with cuddling for #16 pls :') xoxox

i had such a good time writing this omg thank you!!! tho there’s a couple bits that threaten to be angst because im physically incapable of writing pure fluff lmao. it’s just tiny bits tho. just a smidge.

also, because s4 isn’t out yet i uh. kinda just did a time skip but didn’t rly change anything about how s3 left off? i know we know hopper’s alive but like. i guess he’s just still in russia in this fic LMAO rip. don’t think about it too hard

posted on ao3 as well :)

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Max’s watch timer beeps obnoxiously again. 8:36. El’s late. She hits snooze.

“When’s your friend supposed to be here, sweetie?”

“Soon, mom. You know, you and Neil don’t have to wait up.” They do this every time. Like Max isn’t almost seventeen and perfectly capable of being alone in her own damn house for five minutes. At this rate they’re going to be late for whatever thing it is they’re going to, and Neil will be even more of a bitch than usual.

Her mom glances over at him. He’s sitting in his armchair looking surly, checking his watch pointedly. Asshole.

“Well…I don’t think—”

Max hears a car pull up out front. “Oh, thank fuck,” she mutters, turning on her heel and marching out to greet the Byers’.

Joyce climbs out of the passenger seat as Max strides across the lawn. “Max, honey!” she waves, grinning bright, “How are you?” There’s always a…tone to how she asks that. Questions lurking under the surface that they don’t talk about. It makes Max’s insides all squirmy thinking about it, though she is on some level grateful for the concern.

Max stands on the curb, tugging on her earring. A habit by now. It’s both a comfort and a reminder. She got one hell of a lecture the day she came out of the bathroom with blood running down her neck and a safety pin in her earlobe, but she didn’t regret it for a second.

El slides out of the driver’s seat, her smile crinkling the corners of her eyes. Max watches her stand and adjust her shirt. She always looked good in yellow. “I’m good,” Max responds after a beat, and it’s honest for once.

The door behind her creaks. Probably her mom and Neil coming out of the house, hopefully to leave, finally. She doesn’t turn around, just steps into Joyce’s waiting arms and presses her face into her shoulder. Max is taller than her now, by a couple inches, so it hurts her neck a little, but it’s worth it.

Will’s still tucked away in the backseat, peering through the window, Max waves at him when she peeks up over Joyce’s shoulder.

Then El distracts her. “Your hair,” she says, gently tugging on a lock behind her ear. Max steps back from Joyce, and runs a hand through it, cheeks pink. Three years ago she’d hacked off all her hair with a pocket-knife, woke up the morning of Billy’s funeral with strands still stuck to her neck, locks hanging ragged across her forehead. Her mother had thrown a fit.

“Yeah, I cut it again,” Max says, like that wasn’t obvious. She’d let it grow out uneven and messy for a while, but she broke out the scissors again about a month ago. It’s neater than her last haircut, but not by much.

El’s hand is in Max’s hair again, dangerously close to her face. Max’s knees wobble a little.

“Bitchin’,” she says solemnly, after a few seconds of consideration.

Max’s grin is blinding.

Her mother cuts in, before she can respond, gives her the usual talk about staying in the house and making sure she’s got her emergency numbers memorized. Then she bids them all a hasty, distracted goodbye. Her mom was never very comfortable about the Byers’. Probably something about Joyce’s too-knowing gaze, or the fact that El glares daggers at Neil every time he’s within range.

She’s doing it now. Watching him get into his truck with a quiet rage in her eyes. Joyce puts a hand on her elbow, and it doesn’t move until Neil’s truck has turned the corner at the end of the street.

“We should get going,” Joyce says, checking her watch. “Will wanted to be at Claudia’s an hour ago but we got caught up at Mike’s house, and, well, you know how it is,” she flutters her hands, approximating a shrug.

She hugs El goodbye, then pulls Max in for another one. “Call us if you need anything,” she says, pulling back and putting her hands on Max’s shoulders. That sad glint is in her eye again, and Max knows the offer extends beyond tonight.

“Thanks, Joyce, we will.”

By the time she’s taken the corner at the end of Cherry Lane Max’s watch is beeping again.

El glances down at it, a pinch between her eyebrows. “…Was that for me?”

“Uh.”

The confusion melts off her face, replaced by a cheeky grin. “It was!”

Max shuts the alarm off, cheeks burning. “Why were you guys at Mike’s for so long?” she asks. eager to change the subject. If the guys are meeting up at Dustin’s the delay wasn’t because Will and Mike were catching up, and, well, Mike and El’s relationship is…of interest to Max. For reasons.

El purses her lips. It’s a face that tells Max they’re gonna need to be sitting and cozy for this conversation because it’s gonna be a long one. So, she links their arms and pulls her inside.

An hour later they’re huddled under a throw blanket on the couch. El is giggling, face in her hands, and Max is wheezing around a mouthful of skittles.

“Oh, that’s so not funny,” she chokes out, trying not to spew candy everywhere, which brings about a fresh wave of laughter. El’s shoulders are shaking, brushing against Max’s and making her warm all over. God damn, she’s missed this.

“Then why are you laughing,” El replies, poking her side and smiling from ear-to-ear.

She’s beautiful, Max thinks. Her braid is half-undone, letting her hair curl around her face in gentle waves, and her eyes are bright. She looks happy, and Max holds on to that, keeps it all for herself because she did that, she made that happen. She might not have everything she wants from El, but she’ll take whatever she can get. Whatever El wants to give. And sometimes just her smiles are enough, enough to make Max’s chest constrict and her heart glow, because for now, she’s happy too.

She laughs again, in leu of a response. How can she not, when she feels so light she could float away, high on the soft strawberry scent of El’s shampoo and the way her cheek dimples when she grins. But she can’t say that, so she says, “Because it’s Mike,” and pokes El right back. “I’m legally obligated to laugh at his misfortune.”

They have a complicated friendship, which mostly boils down to her being willing to bail him out when he’s in shit, but only if she gets to make fun of him while she does it.

El wrinkles her nose a little, but her smile doesn’t dim, “You two are weird.”

She’s pretty sure it used to bother El, how much Mike and Max fought. Max can’t help but wonder if they’d have gotten along better if she wasn’t in love with his girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend. Because she’d dumped him for good this time. Four months ago, apparently, though Mike was, until a few hours ago, under the impression it was temporary.

Max almost feels bad for him. Except she doesn’t. Apparently, he was a dick about the whole thing, so at least she has a solid reason not to.

“You love us,” Max scoffs. El may have broken up with Mike, but she’ll always love him in some way or another.

El’s expression softens, turns fond and sweet. She’s thinking about Mike, Max is sure, but the smile is still directed as her. Small victories. “I do,” she says quietly.

They order a pizza after that, and watch movies into the wee hours of the morning. By 3am Max’s throat is raw, and her stomach hurts from laughing (and too much pizza). It’s the most fun she’s had in a while. The Byers’ don’t visit as often as any of them would like.

Max isn’t even tired, but El’s head has been dropping onto her shoulder on and off for the past hour so she suggests they call it a night.

She knows that when the boys sleep over at each other’s houses they’ll take the floor, or the couch in the basement, anything but actually sharing a bed. As El wraps an arm around her waist and snuggles up with her under the blankets, Max takes a moment to wonder if that would be better or worse than this.

It always seemed so miserable to Max, how much boys have to limit themselves.

But also…well, it might be easier sometimes. She wouldn’t have to deal with wanting things she shouldn’t want because El would be over there, and not right up in her space, hands warm and breath tickling Max’s ear. This is different than sitting thigh-to-thigh on the couch, it blurs the line more, and it’s the ambiguity that’s driving Max crazy.

She wasn’t tired before, but she’s wide-awake now.

Time creeps by strangely this late at night. Max isn’t sure how long she lays there, staring at the ceiling, trying to calm her pounding heart. El’s breath is steady, quiet, and her eyes are closed. Max is sure she’s asleep, she was so tired before.

Before she can stop herself her hand creeps up, brushes a strand of hair from El’s face.

Moonlit, she’s ethereal. There’s always been something otherworldly about El, with her big, dark eyes, always watching, boring holes into you with their intensity. Shadows play across her cheek, and Max tracks them for a while, absurdly jealous of moonlight.

She traces patterns on El’s forearm, the one resting on Max’s stomach, keeping her touch light so as not to wake her.

More time passes, and Max’s head feels heavy with sleep that won’t come. She’s groggy, leaning back but unable to keep her eyes closed.

She starts talking. Whispering. Remembering the times she read Wonder Woman comics to El until she fell asleep, and hoping, somewhere in her foggy brain, that it might work on herself too.

“You know… I always knew we’d be good friends. The second I heard your name I wanted to know you,” she murmurs, and draws a star on El’s wrist. “Didn’t know how badly I wanted until I saw you though. You were terrifying, and I loved it. And now…” Her eyes slide closed as she thinks. “You’re the best person I’ve ever met. You’re beautiful. Everything about you. And I love you…more than I should.” She sighs, sits in silence and cards her fingers through El’s hair. It’s getting so long.

El’s hand closes around her wrist.

Max’s eyes fly open, and she stills, heart pounding. “Uh.” El’s eyes are open, looking up at her, she’s awake, she’s awake, oh fuck– “Um. Did—did I wake you up, I’m—sorry if I woke you—”

“It’s okay.” The corners of her mouth turn up, slow and careful, “I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Oh.” Is all Max can manage, staring down at El with wide eyes, waiting for her to…do something. Max’s palms are sweating. She doesn’t know what to expect.

El moves her hand, puts Max’s palm against her cheek and shuffles forward until they’re nose to nose.

“Oh.”

She tastes like toothpaste and kiwi lip balm, and kisses as sweetly as she smiles. Her hands end up in Max’s hair, fingers gentle but demanding, guiding her forward. If Max wasn’t already laying down, she’d need to be because her knees are jelly.

“Oh,” El echoes when she pulls back, laughter in her voice. She presses a chaste kiss to the corner of Max’s mouth, careful and deliberate. Then her expression softens, sobers. “I was jealous of you. At first. Didn’t…know what it was. Know why. So, I ignored you. And… I’m sorry.”

Max shakes her head, “Ancient history. It’s okay.”

“No, I,” El stops, furrows her brow, “You were so happy. Free. I wanted that. And then, then you helped me have that. So. Thank you.” She cups Max’s face, fingertips tracing along her cheekbone, and Max’s heart sings. “And I love you too.”

They kiss again, and Max decides that El sleeping on the floor would’ve been a terrible idea.

#elmax #elmax fanfic #stranger things #el hopper #max mayfield #i couldn't resist the little bits about max mourning her brother because im a masochist apparently #if anyone was wondering the earring max is wearing is 100% billy's #and joyce knows neil is The Worst which is why she's concerned about max #making sure he isn't treating her how he used to treat billy #yeah #ALSO #susan being all overprotective?#is because of billy #like. he might not have been her kid but he was something to her yknow?#and now he's gone #and she gotta deal w that somehow #and shes dealing with it by clinging extra hard to the kid she's got left #THAT'S TOO MANY SAD HEADCANONS TO PUT IN ONE FLUFFY SLEEPOVER FIC WHY AM I LIKE THIS #anyway apparently posting my writing is a thing i do now so i need a tag #a raven's writing desk #because i'm real pretentious dont @ me lmao

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eelqueen · 3 years ago

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here's my fic idea

steve goes back to the US because [LOUD RADIO STATIC]. connie remains in colombia; she and elisa have become very close friends. elisa has convinced connie that she should raise her daughter where she belongs,--in colombia. maybe connie starts doing some Commie Lite shit with elisa idk. (also we're ignoring that elisa has been spirited away at this point ok let me live idc about canon).

at the airport just before his departure, steve asks javier to make sure connie is safe and being smart. javi reluctantly agrees, knowing that connie neither connie nor elisa are his biggest fans, especially ever since he ghosted elisa.

javier stays true to his word and stops over the check on the apartment every night on his drive home from work. no matter how late it is, even at 3am after a hard day, he stops by, at the very least to check the lock on the door.

i need to go to work lmao but we're gonna make this SLOW BURN ENEMIES TO LOVERS BABIEEE lots of yearning lots of emotions. is elisa, protective bestie, gonna let connie be pulled into the Black Hole Of Seduction that is javi? how does javi feel about the adopted daughter? can he ~open up his damaged heart~? maybe some spanish lessons in there for connie? will steve come back? divorce?

tbh this is just gonna be an opportunity for me to really dig into javi as my emo fucked up sexy dream boi and i will not pretend it is anything other than that. i am 0% interested in anything that happens in the show except in the context of how peña reacts to it, emotionally, and this is gonna be immediately evident to everyone lmao. i just am super into javi as a deeply emotional and yet deeply distant character. thinking about that line "have you ever considered that someone who takes this job so personally is doing it wrong?"

also might throw some carrillo smut in there, just because

would also like to note that i knowwwww narcos is a deeply fucked up show and really is disrespectful to like, the entire nation of colombia's collective trauma. i know it's probably US propaganda. i deeply deeply disagree with american interventionism and meddling with foreign affairs and the lives of millions of poor brown folks. that being said i just..... rly wanna write this fic and i really love the characterization in this show

#text #writing #narcos

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skold · 4 years ago

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alright fine here’s the fuckin punk house au summary

putting under a cut for length/content

abandon hope all ye who enter here for there is rpf, genderbends of both the cisswap and the trans variety, some recreational drug use, and one (1) underage character beyond the veil

so anyway punk house. it’s a house. there’s SO MUCH STUFF in the house and there’s only really 3 bedrooms but 5 people live there.

it’s kinda tim centric ig and tim is a trans guy who makes zines and is into vulture culture. got a lotta cool dead stuff. he’s like 28 and chris is his boyfriend who is cis and like 22. he’s basically just a shitty baby goth like when he was all greasy during infamous era. chris works at a gas station and tim works at the local goth store/piercing studio/head shop. chris has his own shitty studio apartment because tim doesn’t want chris to actually move in cuz he’s got a loft bed and doesn’t wanna sacrifice floor space to get a real bed that actually fits both of them comfortably. they do definitely cram into the loft bed when chris stays over but chris whacks his head a lot.

corey and jim are dating also but they don’t technically share a room bc corey’s a fucking animal. jim’s a trans girl and she’s also a witch and super crust punk and her love for corey is secondary to her truck which is an old beater from like he early 70s she fixed up. she works on bikes and cars at the local garage and is generally just super grunge butch knockoff jerry cantrell ass. think pre-slipknot long hair jim y’know. corey is gnc and a disaster. he’s a nuisance y’know. his “bedroom” is basically just a closet. mostly hangs out with paul whose room is just a converted living space kinda room right by the front door and paul is the local pansexual polyam mess. he has a bad habit of leaving his door open and half the house sees the genital configuration of whoever he’s hooking up with. his actual boyfriends are sid and #3 chris. shawn’s the token cishet cryptid nobody ever sees him and he has multiple locks and deadbolts on his bedroom door. he’s an artist apparently. nobody knows what the fuck his problem is.

uhhhh ricky is 17 and a baby trans and has a fat crush on justin who is chris’s co-worker at the gas station. and chris is like justin i s2g if u even LOOK at lil man sideways i’ll smear yr brain across the commissary. they’re def dating the second ricky turns 18 tho. and justin’s like 20 so it’s not actually weird. ricky’s mom drops him off everywhere all the time. ryan’s the pet heterosexual of the bunch and they keep him around cuz he drives and has the weed hookups. all the smokers roast him cuz he vapes and every time he gets a new cart jim has to try it so she can roast him adequately

uh what else lemme think. chris is xvx still and tim is the shittiest vegan on earth he’s just like yeah there was cheese on this pizza but i peeled it mostly off so it’s basically vegan now. jim’s ig profile picture is her truck and she does stick n pokes and taught tim how to do them. tim tattooed RAT QUEEN on her ass. john’s tim’s ex from before tim transitioned and she’s a cis mostly-lesbian who’s a stripper/escort who knows paul cuz he’s the bartender at the club she works at and she got tim the room in the first place. tim has a SMOKE GRASS EAT ASS patch on his battle vest but he doesn’t even rly smoke weed that often. he just keeps a pack of papers on hand and has like one rly stupid piece like a jack o lantern bong or a hand pipe that looks like worm on a string. when ricky got his first T shot his mom dropped him off at the house afterwards and tim ran out into the driveway with two cans of silly string spraying it all over him and screaming LIL MAN GOT THE DICK JUICE!!! and jim was just like “welcome to hrt hell just wait till yr genitals start doing weird shit here’s a congratulatory cigarette don’t tell chris”. the one time chris has seen shawn shawn took one look at him and said “you look like you’re into latex and eating ass” and chris just looked at tim like HOW DOES HE KNOW. sometimes shawn pays sid money to be involved in his “experimental art projects” but sid always comes rolling out bleeding and looking well fucked and everyone’s just like I Pretend I Do Not See It. jim and tim do a lot of leftist vandalism/graffiti and minor property destruction like knocking over those stupid scooters for anarchy reasons. chris has kind of a lot of instagram followers cuz he’s hot and does makeup lewks. paul has pissed in the fountain outside the local mexican restaurant so many times they were forced to remove it.

tagging so i can add to this later if anything needs to be added lmao

#rpf //#punk house

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moonraccoon-exe · 5 years ago

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Hello! I was going through your supportive Regis to Iggy stuff and I’M MELTING!! I love it so much! Do you have anymore Regis-Ignis stuff or even other characters who support gladnis? I really wanna know!

*SMACKS WITH LOVE*

HELLO MUFFIN U THOUGHT I HAD FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU? HAH. U ABSOLUTE FOOL. I AM HERE TO SERRRRRRRRRVE

I’m very excited to answer this because even though I still have 60+ asks (WAY over a year old now, god damn it), it made me so happy to get a new one with such old vibe? Idk how to explain it, it just felt like the first times I’d get asks anD IT MADE ME SO HAPPY OMG THANK YOU ;w;

But not gonna make the intro too long, you here for the nice stuff, so here we go!

The supportive Regis to Iggy stuff is old, some of my first, AND I FREAKING LOVE IT. Here you have supportive Regis being a good papa, and supportive Regis multiple headcanons if you missed it/don’t remember! :3

NOW LET’S SEE WHAT WE CAN GET FROM THIS

AU where Regis is Ignis’ supportive dad figure:

Quick summary following the previous posts’ canon: Iggy’s parents love him but aren’t very good parents. He’s just Noct’s adviser and a kingdom’s servant for them, and don’t care about Iggy’s relationships, not even his romantic one, so they never make any space to talk about it or interact or even care. Not kingdom issues? Then I don’t have time, sweetie, focus on your job and don’t make me waste my time.

So Regis has taken up on the role of Papa Regis for Ignis because a parent isn’t just feeding your child, WHERE IS THE GODDAMN SUPPORT, HE JUST WANTS TO TALK ABOUT THE TIME HE ACCIDENTALLY DROPPED HALF HIS ICE-CREAM ON SATURDAY’S DATE NIGHT, CAN YOU JUST. FUCKING LOVE HIM GODDAMMIT HOW HARD IS IT

Regis always gets some time to listen to Iggy about Gladio. Even if it’s a few shared whispers while crossing the door to Council meeting, he’ll always ask. Ignis has gotten a grip of that, and they’ve managed to get away with it, be it a long conversation, or two sentences, all so long Iggy gets to express a bit of what he feels :’)

You know what Regis does most? He disguises lots of forms of support in formalities so that Ignis can get away with his things.

Like the one post shared above where Regis made up the lame excuse of “oh, uh, you: drive the Regalia to the Amicitia house and then you’re free lmao” (it’s sO CUTE OMG HOW DARE PAST-ME WRITE SOMETHING SO CUTE).

Ignis’ parents and council in general are always overwhelming and overloading Ignis of so much work, it’s sometimes a real struggle to find the time to dedicate to his relationship. Gladio understands, but it’s still not fair for Iggy.

So Regis is going to do the Thing: POWER ABUSE. FOR THE BABY.

Not rly power abuse lmao but he’s the king, he has the ultimate word and orders, right? So if he wants Ignis to have some time to himself, HE’S GOING TO FUCKING HAVE IT. But, so that his parents don’t notice or don’t have an excuse to complain, Regis will disguise some Ignis Free Time as orders.

Ignis wants to write a love letter for Gladio, but is stashed to the very last pore of politics paperwork.

“Excuse me, lord, ladies, can you be so kind as to get this paperwork done? I require of this young lad’s presence to be my personal scribe for a very, very important speech. *Closes door* Yes, right, where do we start? The…importance of…the crown, symbol of the city, emblem of…you write your thing, Ignis, I’ll just babble things, ok? the light and…stuff and things and I’ll just start reciting the whole of Kupo Wars intro speech and no one will notice if I speak regal and kingly like this are you good? you need anything you tell me, alright? LONG AGO IN A FAR AWAY GALAXY-”

It’s a special date and Ignis wants to bake something for Gladio because GladiO LOVES EATING SO MUCH, YOUR MAJESTY, HE’S SO HAPPY WHEN HE EATS AND I WANT TO MAKE HIM HAPPY

“Yes, hello, it seems like Ignis won’t be able to attend this interview because I want to impress the Tenebrae diplomats and I need the best chef of Eos aiding me, come here on royal duty, Ignis.”

((after Ignis finished baking the cake and people expected Regis to try it he just went “AAAH, GOODNESS, I FORGOT I’M ALLERGIC TO CAKE, WHAT A DUMBASS I AM, WELP, WE DON’T WANT IT TO GO TO WASTE SO WHY DON’T YOU TAKE IT TO SOMEONE ELSE YOU KNOW WILL LOVE IT, IGNIS? ( ´ ▽ ` )))

((regis how is anyone allergic to cake as a whole lmao))

Ignis is just sad because he wants to spend a bit of time with Gladio.

“HELLO IGNIS, GUESS WHICH ABSOLUTELY IDIOTIC KING RIPPED HIS CLOTHES, WHAT A MYSTERY, HOW DID THIS HAPPEN, I THINK YOU’LL HAVE TO GO BUY ME A NEW SUIT BUT DON’T YOU DARE GO ALONE, YOU’RE A FAMOUS FACE OF THE ROYAL WORLD, YOU OBVIOUSLY NEED A GUARD, AM I RITE, WHO IS AVAILABLE RIGHT NOW-”

“well, Cor is-”

“GLADIOLUS, DEAR, WHAT A COINCIDENCE, I HAVE A JOB FOR YOU RIGHT NOW, BOY.”

Soft and gentle and loving as he is, Regis can also be shady af with people that deserve it.

Scientia father is talking about some stupid thing and he mentions his son.

Regis is giving him the most deeply confused frown of the world, and ultra genuinely asks “You have a son???????”

He does this. EVERY. TIME. Scientia parents talk about Ignis LMAO, EVERY FUCKING TIME

(just wants to make it clear he doesn’t see them as parents to Ignis but that’s just his opinion, right, what does it matter, fuck him)

Regis isn’t only a supportive dad for Iggy when it comes to Gladnis. He’s also a supportive papa in general.

Kiddo Ignis can’t. STOP STARING. At the aerial rope acts and acrobatics on TV. THEY ARE JUST. SO FUCKING ARTISTIC. SO ELEGANT. SO BEAUTIFUL. KIDDO IGNIS LOVES THE ACROBATS HELOVESTHEMSOMU- ok Iggy TV time is over, you have to go make your ridiculously advanced homework that sucks the childhood out of you ok baby boy?

40 year old Regis Papa Sense tingles.

40 y.o. Regis is taking Ignis from his parents at a hallway while they were leading him to his first Crownsguard training lesson “Yes, I take it from here, I want to give him a little encouraging speech, you know how this can be a little disheartening from how hard it is? Haha yeah, children these days am I rite”

Ignis walks into the training hall expecting Cor or Clarus or some Crownsguard with a pole ready to fucking SMACK HIM.

Ignis walks into the training hall being received by Insomnia’s fifth best circus arts coreographer.

“Hello, you must be Ignis. The king said you’re very excited about aerial ropes and acrobatics? That’s so cool. Are you excited to be learning it yourself, now?”

Little twelve years old Ignis is GASP .A. *looks up at Regis like ¿¿¿¡¡¡¡???!!!*

“It’s OBVIOUSLY just to have an expert acrobat fighter, the only one of your kind, flexible, agile fighter that can jump, am I rite, enemies won’t expect that. So this is NOT arts class, it’s…OBVIOUSLY your Crownsguard training as we told your parents. OBVIOUSLY. Right, boy? Now, we don’t want to spoil the surprise. No telling mom and dad, ok? You tell them it’s Cor teaching you to punch things. Have fun. I mean. TRAIN HARD, HUFFFFFFFF”

IGNIS WAS HYSTERICALLY HAPPY YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE SO MUCH JOY FITS IN THAT CHILD

Nineteen year old Ignis figured out his first real strategy at war table and it was an utter success.

Papa be like, not even looking away of his papers, “It’s your responsibility.”

REAL PAPA Regis rushed to hug him, grinning, and goes “Wow, Ignis, that’s fantastic!! Congratulations!! You worked very hard on it, and you helped save so many lives. Imagine all the families that will reunite thanks to you. You, fantastic boy, you’re so young and so skilled already, I’m so proud of you.”

Ignis had a literal nervous breadown out of stress overload.

Mama be like “take these pills, rest five minutes, now go back to your office, you can’t stay behind, you have all these paperworks DUE TOMORROW, YOU CAN’T JUST CALL IN SICK??? LIKE IT’S AN EXCUSE¿¿¿”

Ignis arrived to his office to find two sofas placed there together like a bed, comfy, cozy, with a blankie and cushions, and a therapist waiting at the desk.

“Hello. You must be Ignis. The king scheduled an appointment for you today. He also said you don’t need to worry about the paperwork, and said, I quote *reads paper* “…fuck paperwork”. Oh my. Anyway, come here, please lie down and let’s see what we can do for you, ok, sweetie?”

Seventeen year old Ignis is NERVOUS about his first date with Gladio. Like. HIS CRUSH. ASKED HIM OUT?? HIS CRUSH. NOT ANYONE, HIS ACTUAL CRUSH SINCE HE WAS TEN??????? THE GUY HE HAD BEEN PINING OVER FOR YEARS. THE GUY THAT HE FELT SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WAY OUT OF HIS LEAGUE. HE. ASKED. HIM. OUT. WTF, HOW CAN IGNIS NOT BE NERVOUS, HE’S BEEN CRUSHING ON HIM SINCE EVEN BEFORE HE KNEW WHAT A CRUSH WAS

Papa be like “But?? I thought you were staying in today for training????? What about the prince’s interviews you have to cover for the day after tomorrow?? The paperwork for monday?? Your HOMEWORK¿¿ Ignis, you’re way better than this, leave the teenage drama alone. Free time? That you’re a teen and just want to go out and I just think about work??? Yes, no, I understand that, of COURSE I do, I just…nervous? IT’S JUST A DATE IGNIS OHMYGOD, don’t be so immature, just wear anything, go to your date, and be back as soon as possible, I won’t tolerate you being out after eight.”

Papa Regis is stopping a deep breathing absent-looking Ignis in the middle of the hallway to ask if he’s fine. It took like fifteen minutes of an embarrassed Ignis melting and becoming a puddle of shyness making excuses before he spilled the truth, blushing in embarrassment, whispering, feeling absolutely fucking stupid and like a dork.

“…I just…don’t know…what to wear…”

Regis be (・_・ )

An hour later locked away in Ignis’ office after having had an ACTUAL KINGSGLAIVE FUCKING SNEAK INTO IGNIS’ HOUSE AND BRING ALL HIS CLOTHES IN A HURRY (under royal command lmao), Regis is adjusting Ignis’ hair and glasses over and over, stepping back, staring with a >:| look, then going back in, re-arrange, step back, stare like >:|, step in to re-arrange, and so over and over, all while both discuss over it like it’s a death or life issue.

Regis becomes expert fashion critique

“HOW. Are you going to put those shoes on with THAT shirt.”

“YOU’RE RIGHT, I JUST. I’M SO NERVOUS.”

But being serious, Regis made sure to spend so very long in there with Ignis not because he didn’t know what to have him wear; that was the excuse to spend a while with Ignis to help him calm down. Boy was absolutely GONE, he needed to put his feet back on earth before his date or he was going to combust lmao

AND IT WORKED

Ignis’ shift is over and he goes “I wasted my last hour doing NOTHING ;A;”

“HOW DARE YOU SAY IT’S NOTHING WHEN WE USED IT SO WELL TO GET YOU READY”

Ignis is more honored by having had the king help him pick his clothes than working so it doesn’t feel as bad. Plus, Regis knows his way through the mess of his head to make him not feel guilty

Before going out of the office, Regis is taking his time to smile a lot and stare at Ignis, before he drops the whole king attitude or fashion expert and goes with this tender, warm, and genuinely happy voice “So he finally asked you out.”

Ignis absolutely changes then. He just…glOWS HAPPY AND LOVING. And of course he starts sharing the whole thing with Regis, from asking out to how long he had been liking him to how he feels about it and stuff. Regis listens patiently, and then he gets up from his place and goes to grab Ignis’ face and helps a bit with his hair, and he can’t help but stare and stare with these…these IMMENSELY WARM EYES AND THIS HUGE SWEET, TENDER SMILE

“I’m so happy for you two. You two have always looked good together, and I think you’re meant to be. You’ll be fine, son.”

Ignis may have teared up a little and looked down. He feels…sO ENCOURAGED, SO SUPPORTED, HE FEELS LIKE SOMEONE CARES, IT’S SO NICE AKLSDJFDG

of fucking COURSE it was the best first date EVER

Ignis sometimes wants to get Gladio presents, but he doesn’t know where to put them (as in, if he gets Gladio a gift, it may be a few days earlier, so where does he store it during those few days?). No way to put them in his room because his parents check his room (never looking for anything in particular but it’s to ‘’keep him in check’’ or some bullshit), and they have key to his office too.

Regis motherfucking Lucis Caelum is going to store that unicorn plushie in armiger and you better not question him.

You know how Regis and Noctis have royal portraits taken each certain years?

Yes, there is an official royal photograph or Regis with a twenty year old Ignis because what the fuck do you mean it’s just for the Lucis Caelum last name he’s my son regardless of last names fuck you give me that stupid camera

Of course it didn’t count to the ‘official’ archives of the heir and monarch portraits but goddammit is Regis going to make sure it’s hung somewhere in the fucking Citadel.

You thought Regis was just taking the role at times? HELL NO, HE’S GOING FULL PAPA BEAR MODE, HE LOVES IGGY AS MUCH AS HE LOVES NOCT, OF COURSE HE’S GOING THIS FAR

He keeps making that little adorable slip of thinking of Noct and Iggy as literal brothers because he’s just so into supporting Ignis he keeps forgetting he’s not his son neither legally or genetically.

“You can’t just get rid of your brother-in-law, that’s ridiculous.”

“…who?”

“Gladi- ooh, yes, lmao, I forgot. I meant Gladio”

“DO NOT TALK LIKE THAT TO YOUR BROTHER.”

“But I don’t have a brother.”

“right”

“You should follow Ignis’ example, that’s what big brothers are for.”

“Dad you’re doing it again.”

“Hello, Ignis? I wanted to talk to your brother. Ah, fuck, I meant, Noctis.”

Regis gets really moody every time Scientia parents are around. He knows they’re not necessarily evil, but that doesn’t mean they’re not abusive. He’s been reflecting long about it and he sees them as abusive even if incidentally so of course he gets moody. HOW DARE THEY MISTREAT MY CHILD LIKE THAT.

Regis had Clarus review a literal petition to change Insomnia’s adult age from 21 to 19 so Ignis could move the fuck out of his house sooner.

council said no those pieces of shIT

Regis insisted

“Your Majesty, we can’t just change that law so easily and fast, and think of-”

DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY CHILDREN WANT TO GET OUT OF THEIR GODDAMN HOUSE TO ESCAPE AN ABUSIVE ENVIRONMENT BUT FUCKING CAN’T BECAUSE THEY’RE “TOO YOUNG”

Regis mopped about it for a month

When Noct moved to his flat near school, Regis did it so he could grow a bit of independency…and to give Ignis the spare key.

“My son may need some watch every now and then. Leave the house duties to him, that’s fine, son, just…uh…keep an eye on him some nights. Any night you want. I happened to find only a flat with two separate rooms haha what a coINCIDENCE AIN’T IT so it’s fine if you want to spend the night with Noct :)”

He was basically gifting Ignis his own shared apartment WHAT THE HECK YOUR MAJESTY YOU’RE GIVING ME A WHOLE ASS APARTMENT?????? OMG NO STOP

((Ignis used that apartment very frequently the poor bby ;A;))

When Noct graduates and goes back to living at the Citadel, Ignis at first is sort of upset of having to go back to his house every day. He normally can’t get to spend the nights at Gladio’s or anyone else’s because his parents thing it’s inappropriate. But Ignis just looks…so upset. He doesn’t say anything, and he keeps talking about being happy of Noct’s growth and independency and graduation and his grades and him getting to be back with his dad and stuff, but when he’s alone he looks so upset. He looks like he’s sleeping less, and worse than before; he looks like…like carrying a heavier weight, that kept growing and growing. He looked less healthy, less happy, less bright.

And as soon as he notices, there we have him, king motherfucking Regis signing the official return of the prince’s gentlemen job, and signing Ignis in the goddamn title without even asking him first.

Regis’ excuse is that Ignis is his first assistant, personal adviser, closest companion, so it only makes sense to have Ignis attend him personally at any time the prince so needs it, SO YOU BETTER NOT HAVE ANY EXCUSES YOU PIECES OF SHIT TO LET YOUR SON LIVE IN THE ROOM NEXT TO NOCT’S, OKAY, FUCK YOU.

It was a smart move because Scientia parents were delighted with the promotion and progress, yes yes, we told you working this hard would get you really far, son, of course it was due to the pressure we put on you that you get to be the prince’s personal assistant to a new level.

Regis really just wanted Ignis to get out of that goddamn place for most nights.

And not like Noctis asks for anything. Wakes up WAY later than Ignis, cleans his own room as best as he can (he’s trying, ok? LEAVE HIM ALONE), and it’s not like it’s the 1st century to be asking Ignis to dress him or anything, ew, get away of my room, you dork, this is my stuff!!

IGNIS HAS NEVER SLEPT SO GODDAMN WEL IN HIS GODDAMN LIFE, and it’s not like his parents don’t let him sleep or anything, it’s just…the air. It’s different. The environment is WAY comfier and more cozy, HE LOVES SLEEPING THERE.

Regis is also there when Iggy is having bad times.

As much as he’s eventually learned that his parents just Don’t Care, it’s not like it’s an easy thing to digest, you know? Because they’re this horrible mix between genuinely loving and still abusive and toxic. They want the best for him, but they’ve broken him to the point of literal physical breakdowns. They love him, but don’t know his favorite meal or color. They want him to go far but forget he’s a human, and just see his grades and work, and don’t know how he has fun and have never once listened to him about his YEARS LONG RELATIONSHIP WITH A MAN HE GENUINELY LOVES AND WHO HE HAS LIVED WITH THE MOST ADVENTURES. Ignis is often very troubled about his parents, because as much distance as he’s put in between and as much as he doesn’t acknowledge them as his parents because of all the bad they’ve done to him and how absent they’ve been, he just can’t help but…still be hurt about it, you know?

So even though he has Regis’ full awesome support, and Clarus’, and other parental figures, it’s just not the people he grew up with all his life calling “parents”. They may be abusive and absent but goddammit, the child in him used to think they were his parents, and good ones. It’s not like he can just not care.

So it’s not rare that Ignis gets emotional over it, or has cried a few times, especially when he has something significative going on in his life and his parents just aren’t there, even when he reaches out to them and they’re just “too busy”.

SO ONE DAY

Nothing particular had happened. It was the constant storing of that kinda events, thoughts and feelings that kept building up until they were too many and made Ignis sort of break.

His parents just wouldn’t speak about his relationship with Gladio. The most they have gotten to was telling him to not be explicit about it to save scandals about someone as important as an Amicitia, to always be perfectly sharp and as best looking as he could because an Amicitia just couldn’t be seen with someone less than Perfect, and would often tell him to not get hopes too high because Gladiolus looked like a man to constantly switch partners so you better be careful. But they never cared about knowing him, having him for dinner, talking about their dates, not even how or WHEN it started, they didn’t even know how long it had been going on, or the places they’ve been or the things they’d done together, NOTHING.

Ignis is so very often at the Amicitias’; has dinner, sleeps over when he can, has gone out with Iris alone SO MANY times, has been with Clarus alone SO MANY TIMES, has LITERALLY GONE ON VACATIONS WITH THEM, and his parents can’t even shake Gladio’s hand even when they all work in the same goddamn place? Were they for real?

Ignis once tried talking with them about the possibility of marriage. He had been with Gladio for a good couple years, and he was sure about it, and had even spoken a bit with Gladio about it, and it seemed like a bright plan.

It took Ignis MONTHS. Literal months of mental preparation. He wrote the little speech and corrected it over and over and over and over for weeks to know what to tell his parents and how. He practiced in his head, with the mirror, with Noctis, he rehearsed aloud to an empty room. He had his routine of breathing before it to get ready, during it to not lose it, he had been gathering courage for all those MONTHS

“I’m sorry, Ignis, I know it’s important but I have to hand these papers in three days from now. Could you tell me some other day?”

He didn’t even get to the first word of his speech because he wasn’t even given the chance.

He dropped the bomb in the first sentence he said, on purpose, so his parents would know how big of a thing it was and wouldn’t discard it; “I’ve spoken with Gladiolus about marriage.” And he got this. I’m busy. Paperwork. Good that you’re marrying but can you please not interrupt me?

Ignis didn’t even get angry. He just stood there, in front of his parents, staring a little with a blank face. He still waited a bit, and his mom did look up from her papers as if asking if he needed anything. Willing to listen, and Ignis knew and saw it.

But decided it wasn’t worth it, and he just turned around and left.

He didn’t feel bad that night, or the next, and he worked just fine during the week…but he kept…to say it some way, withering.

Like back when he had to go back to sleeping at his parents’ every night, Ignis started slowly looking restless and upset with each day. With the heavy air and shoulders, the tired look, and that exhausted aura that felt like he struggled at getting out of bed every day.

And of course, Regis noticed.

One day, he visited Ignis to see what was going on. He had Ignis sit on a chair and he sat across him, and had him talk about it. By that point Ignis has grown so much personal trust with Regis that he doesn’t struggle anymore at opening up with him.

Ignis spoke long, much longer than he knew he had to speak, about all the things his parents don’t do and do, and went on and on, and it was past the shift end hour, it got dark and late and they didn’t even bother turning the lights on and just kept going.

And then Ignis got to the point where one sentence alone had him break.

“I don’t understand, I’m their son, and they love me, so why don’t they care?”

Ignis stopped there because, as he said that last bit, he started crying. Fast, out of nowhere, not even noticing, he just…broke down right there. At first he stayed still while crying, as if only after saying it aloud had he noticed the weight it held.

Little by little he started putting the head down, until he seemed to finally understand what he said, and so he started properly crying. Ignis tried cleaning his eyes, took his glasses off, and sobbed and cried.

It wasn’t long before Regis had stood from his chair and had reached for him. Got close, and took Ignis in a hug.

Ignis didn’t even care if this was the king or someone else’s dad. He didn’t. He just buried his face in his hands, and his hands and face in Regis’ chest, and started sobbing.

Regis hugged him and kept him to his chest for as long as he needed. He pet his hair, rubbed his back, squeezed his arms, and didn’t let go while letting Iggy cry all that he wanted to sob out.

After a bit, Ignis tried cleaning his nose and eyes, and let go of his face to hug Regis back. It was a bit timid, and a little weak, but he held to Regis’ jacket like a scared, upset kid, and shyly sniffled while calming down.

“Why don’t they care?” he whispered again mid-tears, genuinely lost…but not alone.

Later, when Ignis let go and Regis sat next to him, Ignis apologized because he “should” be grateful for what he has, and he has Regis and that’s way better than any parent he could have asked for and way better than the bad his real parents have done to him, and, surprisingly, Regis didn’t agree this time.

“It’s not something that can be replaced. A joy in your life doesn’t nulify the bad. When it hurts, it hurts. I can be your dad all that we want, but it won’t take away the hurt you feel for the real one. And that’s ok. You are grateful for what you have, but it’s also ok to be hurting on this. I would be hurting, too.”

someone give this man a prize already please

A week later Clarus walked into a very upset Regis giving a paper his Tantrum Frown.

“Regis?”

“Clarus how do I adopt an adult that has legal living parents?”

Regis, no.

REGIS ABSOLUTELY FUCKING YES.

Now Regis doesn’t ask the Scientia “you have a son?” whenever they mention Ignis, he just goes “Ah, you know his name?”

savage

One day, a 24 year old Iggy went to Regis’ chambers during a sunday hence day off. Regis was ? :3

Ignis asked Regis if he would please help him choose the engagement ring he was going to get for Gladio.

Regis was out of the room screaming and swinging the Regalia’s keys before Ignis had finished the sentence.

SHOPPING TIME

There we have him a PROUD PAPA going with his BEAUTIFUL SON to get an engagement ring because BOY IS GONNA ASK HIS BF FOR MARRIAGE AND JESUS CHRIST IS THIS EXCITING

Honestly I’m saving how excited Regis was because it’s just too much excitement to be described lmao

Just imagine him screeching the whole way to the mall

and the dy after

and all over the week

Regis was so excited he slightly fainted at least twice across the week lmao thank the gods a chuckling Clarus was there to help but anyway back to RING SHOPPING

Just like that time Regis was his FASHION EXPERT on the first date Iggy had with Gladio, Regis is now becoming RING EXPERT for him

“HOW. Are you going to wear that ring with those SHOES”

“why are the shoes always the problem”

They didn’t spend as long in the store as they did with the clothes that once, but they did spend a good while looking at the prettiest rings and comparing and thinking about what Gladio would personally like, and etc etc.

Basically Regis helping Iggy pick the engagement ring plEASE I BEG FOR THIS SCENARIO AKSLJDFDG *cries*

When Ignis got decided for one, he was just pulling out his credit card when RegIS. FUCKING. SLAMMED HIS DEBIT CARD ON THE COUNTER.

I PAY FOR THIS ONE.

omg but king Regis I’ve been saving up for a whole yea-

IT GOES ON MY BEHALF GOD FUCKING DAMMIT THIS IS MORE A GIFT TO ME THAN IT IS TO EITHER OF YOU SHUT UP

Regis = Gladnis shipper #1

Fun side story, an hour after Ignis and Regis left, CLARUS AND GLADIO ARRIVED. TO THE SAME STORE. LOOKING FOR THE EXACT SAME RING THAT IGNIS JUST BOUGHT. BECAUSE GLADIO HAD HAD IT IN HIS WATCH FOR OVER A MONTH NOW, BUT HE FREAKING…DIDN’T RESERVE IT, HE’S AN IDIOT, SOME STUPID ASSHOLE BOUGHT IT BEFORE HIM, IT WAS THE PERFECT RING, P E R F E C T, THERE WAS NO RING BETTER ON THIS PLANET OR THIS UNIVERSE THAT COULD COMPARE, AND WHAT WERE THE ODDS HE COULD FIND THE BUYER TO BUY IT BACK!?? WHAT WERE THE GODDAMN ODDS FUCKTHISSHIT GLADIO WAS SO A N G R Y.

fun side story #2 can we have Gladnis proposing to each other the same day because that’s disgustingly freaking adorable and I die with cuteness overload at the thought thank you. Like u know, those cute videos, I think there are two where partner 1 proposes to partner 2, and partner 2 just LAUGHS and partner 1 is ;A; ??? and partner 2 suddenly pulls out a little box too and it makes sense and the two just freaking lose it. Yes, Gladnis vibes, thank you

Let’s make it an Eos tradition that the father or parent or parental figure of the groom (or bride or person in suit) gets them the tie and only show them on the wedding day and they put it on their kid. (that’s actually a nice tradition, nice thinking Brain, I’ll steal this from myself later)

On the wedding day, in a room, Clarus is tying Gladio’s tie.

In the other, Ignis is tying his own.

He did tell dad, but didn’t tell him about the tradition and dad assumed it wasn’t happening. It was fine, Ignis kept it a secret because he didn’t want his dad to do it, and he was fine getting his own tie.

(Scientia parents are present, just Ignis asked them to be sat and away, he was fine on his own, and because Scientia parents don’t care they were just like okie)

And of course, there was then a knock at the door.

“Ignis?”

“…ki…KING REGIS!?”

Regis is smiling and going in and closing the door. Ignis stands up and he seemed to have been about to run towards him, but he freezes in his spot, and suddenly stands there like a lost shy kid, and his eyes immediately water. They say nothing for a while and just stare at each other, until Ignis, at the edge of crying, just whispers in a broken voice “You came.”

“Of course I did. What sort of horrible thing would I be if I missed your wedding? I’m sorry I’m late, I just didn’t know in which room you were. You should’ve told me!”

It takes a while as Ignis controls his tears and feelings and gets over the shyness before he says it.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you’d come and I didn’t want to pressure you by asking for this…extra thing, just consumes time, and I could do it alone, it was fine, really…”

“An extra thing?”

Regis starts limping his way towards him. Then, when he gets to Ignis, he pulls out a little large box. Ignis finally starts crying when Regis opens it and there’s a tie inside.

While Iggy cries a bit, Regis undoes his tie, throws it away, and gently and very softly starts tying the new one. He does his best and prettiest tie, and pats it.

“It’s no extra thing. It’s my responsibility.”

Ignis immediately went in for a tight hug, crying into Regis’ shoulder.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t ask you for this, I’m so sorry…I…know you’re genuinely busy, and that’s ok, you run the biggest country of the world and a whole magic core alone, I know it’s genuine and I’ve never been upset for that, I just…know you’re genuinely busy…”

Regis returned the hug as lovingly and tight as only a father does, and kissed his head.

“Yes, a king is always busy. But never for my son.”

And that’s how Ignis was walked down the aisle by REGIS FUCKING LUCIS CAELUM CXIII OF HIS NAME THE MAN HIMSELF.

*cries*

HOW DARE YOU ASK ME FOR SUPPORTIVE REGIS, ANON, NOW I’M A MESS OF FEELINGS AND A CHAOS OF EMOTIONS ASKDJFKG GODS BLESS THANK YOU SO MUCH THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I’m an absolute disaster for supportive papa Regis. U see supportive Regis u show me, ok? OK? THANK YOU ;____;

But anyways, dear anon, HERE YOU GO WITH THIS BEAUTIFUL, WONDERFUL ASK THAT WAS SUCH A DELIGHT TO RECEIVE, AND SUCH A WONDER TO ANSWER. ( ˙꒳˙ )

I hope you enjoyed these at least half as I did!

Thank you, and have a WONDAHFUL day!

#gladnis #regis #gladio/ignis #ffxv headcanons #*PUTS PAWS IN THE AIR*#AAAAAAAAAAAH YES. THE MOST MAGNIFICENT THE MOST SPLENDID THE MOST DELIGHTFUL PAPA REGIS KICKS IN AGAIN #GOOD HEAVENS THE SKIES KNOW I LOVE SUPPORTIVE REGIS WITH A /PASSION/#*Cries*#coonanswers #coonheadcanons #coonwrites #yay gladnis!

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blookmallow · 5 years ago

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and heres a pile from That Time I Journeyed Across Half The Continent To Try To Get To Solitude To Buy My Daughter A Dress But Then Somehow Ended Up Involved In A Vampire Conspiracy Instead

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i was just MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS when i suddenly got attacked by TWO dragons, ran into that house there to try to get away, but the house was owned by some kind of mage who was very, very angry at me for being in his house so then HE started trying to kill me and was a lot stronger than i was prepared to deal with so i ran away from THAT

and then immediately ran directly into an angry sabre cat

what are the ODDS

i forget exactly what all ended up happening here i know i killed the cat and at least one of the dragons. i think the other one flew off somewhere. i killed the mage guy and ransacked his house lmao

it didnt have to be this way buddy you decided it was murder time before you even gave me 2 seconds to explain

i dont even know this guy he was bragging about being The Best Fighter and challenged me so i punched him a lot until he gave in and now we’re friends. i appreciate him

anyway so this town has a house that recently burned down and the family who lived there all died in the fire except for the husband, who then immediately moved in with a new girlfriend, which everyone in town thinks is Very Suspect but nobody can prove anything so i went to investigate that situation

oh he fucking did it

A GHOST!!!!!! I FOUND A GHOST! A REAL ONE THIS TIME

:( she gave me some clues to help find out what happened to her and as excited as i am about ghosts its. really sad

i dont know why the daughter is a ghost but the mother’s spirit doesn’t seem to be here

i wasnt getting any useful info out of the father other than that hes shady as fuck and i realized i couldnt find his new girlfriend anywhere, i tried waiting outside her house for a while but she just. either wouldn’t come back or wouldn’t come out. i HAD to know what was going on and finally picked the lock and broke in, which was a bad idea bc hroggar and the girlfriend were both there at the time and very, very angry at me for breaking in, hOWEVER,

I FOUND HER SLEEPING IN A COFFIN IN THE BASEMENT SHE’S A FUCKING!!!!! VAMPIRE!!!!!

not sure why a vampire has garlic in her house though

i got killed and debated trying to break in again and be more prepared to kill them this time but decided against it and went back to following the leads from the ghost child. i definitely found this out before i was supposed to lmao

found the kid’s grave, which. had been dug up. im still not clear on why

ah. yes i see

anyway so it turned out the girlfriend was a vampire and she had another woman in town who was also a vampire set the fire and hroggar was under her thrall the whole time, which was why he was cool with all this and was acting so weird, they were trying to slowly take over the entire town for their coven but i fucked it up, killed the vampires and released hroggar from her, set the child’s soul at rest, as you do. hroggar didn’t do it and was under alva’s control the whole time but i still kinda dont trust him that much. he later thanked me for saving him from her though

then we went after the coven leader to make sure they wouldnt come back again

IVE GOT A WHOLE MILITIA COMIN AFTER THIS VAMPIRE WITH ME

or i Did lmao they all enthusiastically followed me out to the cave where the vampires live and then like, almost all of them left me

only these guys stayed. my loyal followers

thonnir stayed because his wife was one of the vampires (probably turned/taken by alva, i dont think she joined them on her own will or at least he doesnt believe that) and he wanted to get justice for her

and then, of course, Guy Who Fights For Me Now Because I Punch Really Good

we killed the leader and i was SO afraid one or both of these guys were gonna get dead in there (i dont rly know them but still) (also thonnir has a son who already lost his mother so like, ) but i managed to complete the quest with both of them alive by the end of it

i mentioned this adventure to my dad (skyrim is like the Only thing we have in common so its like 90% of what we talk about now lmao) and hes just like “you know it is a Pretend child,” and im like yes father i understand the concept of a video game i am aware it is not a real child but i still dont want his pretend video game father to die at my side and make him a pretend video game orphan let me live :’ |

also alva’s corpse is still just like. there. in the basement. hroggar’s still living there bc like. his house burned down, alva’s dead, i guess this is his new house now, but. just. didnt bother to do anything about the corpse in the basement. ok

I FUCKING FINALLY MADE IT OUT TO SOLITUDE THOUGH :’) it is a beautiful city i like it very much. i havent explored a whole lot yet though its big. apparently there was a big execution scene happening when you first enter the city but i came in through some weird side door and couldnt figure out where all the yelling was coming from and just kinda ignored it and missed the whole fucking thing lmao

ok you’re the one out here with a hairstyle that makes you look like you’ve got two horns growing out of your head but go off i guess

the palace is really beautiful too

please im gay

forget the men though ive been out there in the taverns and let me tell you there is nobody you want to talk to in those 90% of the time

,,,thank you thats very threatening

boots boots boots boots boots boots boots boots b

BABY GOT HER DRESS IN THE END THOUGH :’)

i brought a doll or something back for lucia i forget. i like her green dress i havent seen any other kids wearing that one

as much as i love my daughters the kids in skyrim all. look. kind of the same :’) lucia’s hair is different but like. gonna be honest i like being able to tell which kid is mine lmao i might get sofie another dress that stands out better

i dont rly like the yellow one as much but it’d be. distinct. i dont want to make them both wear the same clothes so

#lucy plays skyrim

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teawiththegods · 6 years ago

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paranormal anon- oh you've invited So Many Messages bc i get into some shit -- 1. when i was younger we had a house with a fair amount of doors that would slam open and shut without any breeze affecting them,,, my brothers and i would just ignore it,, you know what later in the same house we found a drawing on the mirror in toothpaste that no one did,, weird 2. a few years later we lived where there was a forest behind out home and my little bro and i went p far back to explore (1/?)

and found a fort made of tires but my dad said that it has a lot of bear tracks so we cant play there,, same forest i found a rib bone right behind the house and brush line and we dont know where it came from, i have the bone somewhere but not with me rn 3. a dif house later had three stories but was rly narrow and when we had to clean it out we found like used needles and a bong lmao but anyways,, i lived on the first floor and my parents and brothers on the second floor (2/?)and i was going up to my parents room and a creepy withered Thing rounded the corner of the staircase from the third floor and Stared at me,,, yeah i went in my parents room and slammed the door,, there was a crawlspace to an attic on the third floor but i never went on the second let alone third floor again. 4. dont remember when but i used to have a house with a closed off well in the backyard where snake skeletons kept appearing,, weird (3/?)5. i used to live out in the Country when i was 13 ish and there was a cute neighbor kid who asked if me and my little brother wanted to see something cool in the woods,, not weird at all lmao, anyways we went on a tiny path in the woods behind my house and eventually found a road but went right back into the woods and we found a dilapidated playground surrounded in barbed wire that we did play in for a bit the swings were p cool, (4/?)Anyways we eventually left and walked down a dirt road in the woods before finding one of those big cattle gates (idk how to describe them) that had a no trespassing sign and he said 'this is it' so we go down the road, obvi trespassing lmao, and he takes us to this old kinda falling apart house and tells us this is where he goes when he's mad, looking back Red Flag anyways we stay and break some windows and we also climbed a latter to look into the hayloft that the house had,, (5/?)we just went home after but it was fine,,, that house also had a tiny cabin in the backyard that our neighbor said his uncle died in but we didn't believe him 6. i used to commonly see apparitions in a few of my houses,, there were enough to fill up a good amount of pages in a notebook that my friends once found and were creeped out by bc the entries were a bit,,, detailed,, its bc they were full-body apparitions tbh 7. now that im in a paranormal club there are more things (6/?)like the psychic of the club saying that theres something attached to me that follows right behind me (understandable bc for some reason the back of my neck is oddly sensitive,,),, weve gone on a few investigations where my odd knack of sensing emotions and areas of power come in handy and its freaky,, we went to an old graveyard and i told you about the creepy trees and the old jail but more in depth i may have mocked a ghost,, or a few,, and then i was talking about them with my roommate (7/?)and her string lights started to flicker and they consistently responded when i asked them questions,, lmao yikes anyways i called on dionysus and hermes when that happened and my roommate had some crystals,, i dont think theyve left but i dont think that theyre bad,, or like harmful (due to this event her family thinks im a danger,, it wasnt on purpose tbh),, also recently there has been a red double ended noose appearing outside of our window that freaked us out (8/?)(coming clean i was the hermes chthonius anon from a bit ago and this was the event from the ask) and we dont know if it was a sign or not but the noose has the correct knot and bc of where it is it couldn't have been thrown?? man idk i dont care anymore but my roommate still doesn't like it 8. my family has also had some experiences bc ghost shit runs in families lmao,, anyways my dad once lived in like the maryland area and one time he was at a subway station and it was empty except for (9/?)a businessman with like a briefcase who said to my dad 'im late' and then disappeared but since work waits for no ghost my dad just got on his subway and went to work lmao,, my mom also had an experience when she was a teen and she couldnt see her bedroom door from her bed due to the room shape but she was alone with only her dogs, the dog wouldnt stop staring at the doorway for a while and then my mum woke up in the night to a strong presence of a person above her but she stayed still (10/?)until it left and then she turned on every light and locked everything,,, anyways im a fucking demon and ghost magnet lmao,, this is all that i can remember rn but there is prob more lmao,, hope you enjoyed my stupidity bc tbh i still lowkey mock some paranormal entities and dare them to mess w me which is a Bad Idea but i do give the restless dead offernings so they dont murder me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (11/11)paranormal anon - dont worry about subsequent paranormal club investigations,, theres a girl who is going to stay with me (bc i love wandering off by myself of course) and make sure i dont get into hijinks,, funnily enough shes not sensitive At All to paranormal stuff and shell be with me the Paranormal Hotspot

Yoooo you just took me on a journey!! Is it bad that part of me is kind of jelly right now?? I mean i say that but also the part of me that has built my entire manual of survival from watching horror movies is like “Oh hell no! We follow the rule book so we DON’T end up with stories like this!” lol! Though I would so watch you host a paranormal show! Thank you so much for sharing all this! What an exciting and also extremely terrifying life you live!

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wannaonestars · 7 years ago

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the little mermaid au! ong seongwoo

the following scenario is based on the traditional storyline. please keep note that there are many different versions of the story, and not just the disney one.

ok so you’re the mermaid/merman (your preference) who adores humans bc like it’s so cool they have legs?? the idea of having legs and being on land just FASCINATES you and you’re sneaking around the shores to watch humans

and one day you’re just swimming on the surface and saying hi to the cute seagulls when you notice the sky turning dark and the clouds getting shady so like it was basically time to go

but just then you notice a ship floating like nowhere cLOSE to the shore

even though mermaids were always called a myth and you’d get chewed out if anyone saw ur tail you’re like…I need to save them >:((

and so you swim over to save the poor souls when suddenly rain just started POURING and the winds picked up out of nowhere and then you saw a body fall into the sea

you’re like oh shIT and suddenly accelerated in water to save the poor soul

you eventually find him and you get rly alarmed bc he isn’t struggling or anything he’s just kinda lifelessly sinking

you grab him and basically turn into an underwater jet bc you’d never swam so fast no not even when your mermaid mom told you dinner was ready

getting him to shore was so difficult because 1) the human was heavy and 2) you had no legs so you had to crawl to get far enough onto land

the dude (seongwoo if y’all didn’t realize yet) still wasn’t moving and you were panicking like??? he shouldn’t be dead yet

you do the mermaid version of cpr which was to….press your lips against his to suck all the seawater out of him

a minute later you start getting dizzy because you’re getting too dry so you had to crawl back into the sea…and you proceed to go back home but you just…couldn’t get that man out of your head….

meanwhile a princess from a different country visiting seongwoo’s found him collapsed on the beach and shook him awake and seongwoo’s like…what happened??

let’s call the princess rika like that snake from mystic messenger

anywaYS

rika told him that she “”saved”” him from drowning and he’s like…oh and that’s what she ends up telling the his father aka the KING and rumors spread around the palace like crazy like everyone was like damn they probably gonna get married now

meanwhile on yOUR END you were swimming towards the sea witch’s domain to ask for a pair of legs because after being on land and feeling the frustrations of being unable to stay for too long you REALLY wanted to become a human

the sea witch asks for your voice in exchange which was…a huge price

your singing is like the only thing that anyone’s ever praised you for so giving it up would be the same as tossing away half of your identity but…u know what, in the human world no one’s gonna know u anyway

so she casts a spell and gives you the legs u wanted and then shoots u out of the sea

after you get to shore and struggle to get the hang of walking for like 7 hours you pick up some rags to cover yourself bc that stupid witch didn’t give u any clothes

you just want to explore the village and ur getting looks bc wtf ur wearing some dirty rags with sand all over and wobbling like jello but u don’t rly care

suddenly you find a boy aka sEONGWOO in a quiet part of the area just…dancing and you were like!!! oh my gOD that’s amazing how can his legs and arms move like that…

and without thinking you start…singing a melody to go along with his movements and seongwoo snaps his head around and is like??? holy moly what but a split second later he breaks out into this wide grin and just keeps dancing and going along to your wordless song with a contemporary style

you’re a little weirded out urself bc weren’t u supposed to lose your voice??

the witch from her chamber: SHIT I FUCKED THE SPELL UP

anyways ur like lol whatever my win and when u end your song seongwoo approaches you and is like…hey, who are you?

let’s pause for a second and imagine seongwoo with a long sleeved white collared shirt with the first few buttons not buttoned and like windswept black hair

anyways ur like holy triton he’s hot and you tell him your name and he starts questioning where u live and stuff and why you’re dressed like this and when you’re unable to give him a proper answer he’s like…hey do you wanna come with me? bc he figures that you might be an abandoned child

he smiles that prINCELY smile of his and says “you sing really well. i’d love to have a performance with you again.”

and then he calls his horse over to give you a ride back to the palace

listen…if u thought seongwoo driving a car was good pls imagine prince seongwoo riding a horse

when you guys get to the palace rika dASHES towards seongwoo and swallows him into a hug and you’re both like?????

rika: bABE!!! father agreed to our marriage!!!!!!!!!

seongwoo: what

rika: it’s in two months!!!!!!!!!

seongwoo: wHAT

he’s so confused because his father literally nEVER discussed this with him and then a few seconds later when he finally understood the situation he immediately pushes rika off and sprints to his father’s study to argue

seongwoo: father?? why am I suddenly hearing news of marriage????

father: well, she did save you from drowning

seongwoo: I doubt it wtf her clothes weren’t even WET…like the most she could’ve done was shake me awake dad

father: ridiculous. I believe her claims like i’ve known her for three dayS seongwoo that’s enough for me to be able to tell that she’s an angel >:0. you’re already a young adult my son you need to find a partner soon so unless you can find a better option than rika then this marriage is gonna continue.

ten minutes later seongwoo comes out upset and annoyed and without saying anything else he just leaves for his room

you follow him bc like :((( poor bab. his door wasn’t locked so you just enter and ask if he’s okay

seongwoo smiles a little and just says “yeah…” but you knew he wasn’t

you: hey…it’s okay to talk to me about it

and tbh??? you’re literally the first person who’s ever shown any hint of genuine care for him without any motives…all seongwoo remembered from his childhood was getting spoiled silly because no one dared to get on the king’s bad side

and he tells you how he’s frustrated with all these decisions getting made for him and that he has absolutely no interest in an arranged marriage with someone who he doesn’t even know and for a whole half of hour he kinda just spills to you his entire childhood and the little things that he had been annoyed with but never had anyone to tell

and then he just exhales bc like that was sO much that he just dumped on you…and this is the point in which seongwoo unconsciously develops a special bond with you

and then he lets out a little laugh and ruffles your hair and is like lol sorry…let’s get you some decent clothes to try on ok? and he calls some maids over to get ur shit together

while changing into these weird (BUT EXTREMELY PRETTY) new clothes you realize that he was the boy you saved…but who would believe you?? you couldn’t be like hey guess what i’m the mermaid who saved u but i became a human last night

like the ppl here seem stupid but not that stupid

when you meet seongwoo again at the balcony with your combed hair and pretty clothes seongwoo was like oh my god…..they look gorgeous

he didnt say that tho like this is still ong mcongity the ongth ongster seongwoo

so he just winks and said “you’re gorgeous but….well, now ur next to me buddy ;)”

you shove him a lil and he laughs and then he asks u if you could sing for him again

and he just dances to your music all night long with an expression of pure bliss and at some point he grabs your hands and makes you dance with him hehe

cue ur dumb mermaid butt falling and tripping like 99 times but seongwoo enjoys it so much that he just laughs and pretends to fall with you

the next few days is just you and seongwoo singing and dancing like whenever y'all pass by each other in the hallways he makes the uGLIEST expression and just moves his arms and legs like an octopus and that always makes you giggle so hard bc that actually reminds u of ur octopus friends fredrick and joseph back at sea

he didn’t give a flying flick about wedding preparations and always avoided talking about it by grabbing you and fleeing to the town square to perform in front of whoever wanted to watch

rika always got livid whenever she hears that both the prince and u disappeared and would stay up as late as she could to “talk about it with her future husband” but u know what seongwoo doesn’t give a flying flick about her either so it’s just “yeah yeah” before he leaves again

you two get so much recognition and love from the townspeople they’re adore the performances so much and just get drawn to y’all like they’re in a trance

it’s so much fun!! some people even joke that u two are perfect for each other lmao

seongwoo: folds his ears to hide the blushing red tips

and then it gets to the point where!!! the king!!!!! asks you two to perform for the visiting countries!!!!!!!!!

it’s such an honor but honestly you feel so pressured bc like what if your voice cracks???? but seongwoo notices your nervousness quickly and so he walks over and grabs your hands and squeezes them and just says

“i believe in you.”

and your heart just MELTS bc…seongwoo had the softest and most gentle look on his face when he said that

“i really, truly, absolutely, definitely, totally—”

“stop,,,,right there,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,” like dammit seongwoo DONT RUIN THE MOMENT

and then he takes your hand in a much more elegant manner and leads you onto the dance floor…where the two of you perform with every fiber of your being

once your song and his dance and the thunderous applause ends seongwoo turns to you with this grin that stretches across from one end of his face to the other and u rly can’t resist smiling back as widely as he is

a short while later you two are at the balcony again laughing about stuff when suddenly seongwoo goes “you know…I really wish that this could go on forever…like, just you and i dancing and singing together until my bones break”

you don’t know what to say to that bc his expression is so serious like he doesn’t look like the usual joking dude who eats ur slice of pizza when ur not looking

and suddenly u feel seongwoo leaning closer to you….like his face is INCHES away from yours and u can feel his breath on your skin…….

“if you agree to it…i can ask my father to stop the wedding so that….you and i can be together instead…”

you’re like sweating right now bc??? what is he saying???? and for a few seconds you can’t tell whether that loud thumping sound was coming from your chest or his

“you’re the first person who i’ve been able to confide in and talk to…I don’t care what your background is, I—actually, what am I saying haha this is embarrassing, never mind—”

“yes”

his eyes pop wide open and he’s like??? what?????

you make this embarrassed lil smile and just go,,, “i’m willing to spend the rest of my life with you, ong seongwoo.”

seongwoo’s entire body just flares up and this burst of joy EXPLODES within him and he’s absolutely unable to contain it so he suddenly pulls you into a bear hug and spins you around and around

and he’s laughing like…after over twenty years of being treated like a he could never be a normal person and enduring the fake kindness being thrown at him for self benefit he finally found happiness and it’s honestly the BEST feeling that he’s ever experienced

and you’re laughing while in his arms but the you suddenly say “"hey…but what if i’m a mermaid?”

he almost drops u like wHAT

but then a second later his wits take over bc hey he’s ong mcongity the ongth ongster seongwoo

and he makes this playful grin and is like “it was my childhood dream to marry a mermaid”

this is probs gonna be like the longest scenario I ever write… anyways, thank for reading this far LOL I hope you liked it!! this is probably 100 times more cliche and stupid than it already was in my head but lmfao i’ve always kinda wanted to put twists in original fairy tales. maybe i’ll do this for other members? idk, we’ll see how much inspiration I can get ٩( ᐛ )و

#ong seongwoo #ong seongwoo scenarios #wanna one #wanna one seongwoo #wanna one imagines #ong seongwoo imagines #produce 101 season 2 #produce 101 seongwoo #produce 101 scenarios #pd101s2 #produce 101 imagines #wanna one scenarios

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vexitious · 6 years ago

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Okay, so I was cornered into taking a “class” except I was given no further info. I show up to said class, I’m handed a big stack of papers titled “Communications Course.” Doesn’t sound very interesting but I’m already here so what the hell, I’ll stay. But then the word ‘Scientology’ is mentioned and I notice that the packet is littered with this name: L. Ron Hubbard.

It made me feel so uneasy, but I thought, I just gotta get through this one time and then it’s over with. I can do it one time. So we start doing the TRs which are training drills you do with one other person sat across from you. I was really trying to understand all the concepts because I’m here anyways, I may as well give it a good solid shot. No point in doing it half ass cos I’m not gonna get this time back anyways. I was also trying really hard to get the word ‘Scientology’ outta my mind but I couldn’t lol that word put off so many alarms in my head.

But whatever, I spent an entire day doing this shit. I’m talking 10 am-7 pm with a 30 min break in there. My brain was so fried when I finally got to leave, I just went off by myself and cried in the dark lol. I was very exhausted.

The next day comes, they go “okay! ready to get back into it?” My brain: hell no, leave me alone pls. My mouth: yeh, sure. of course.

So we finally finish the TRs and I’m thinking thank the good lord above I’m outta here but they go “you did great! but now we get to do it all one more time to make sure u rly got it down!” No. And that’s what I said. Well, I started with “do I have to?” Lmaoo, I’m so dumb. I’m an adult now, it’s okay to leave situations. You don’t owe an explanation every time.

But they sat there and debated with me for like 30 minutes about how I had to finish the checklist cos if I didn’t then I wouldn’t finish the course and if I didn’t finish the course it would make me feel b a d for leaving something unfinished. So I actually said “I’ll be completely honest with you. It’s the fact that this is scientology that’s putting me off. It makes me extremely uncomfortable. I gave it a shot but I am done now.” Then they went on and on about how they aren’t trying to convert me and they weren’t trying to push any religious agenda on me, it was only just a course.

I mean, this shit had me so fcked up I had tears in my eyes while they were trying to coerce me back into it. I don’t know how, but they eventually “allowed” me to be done. It was so dumb, I felt trapped but the door wasn’t locked. I had complete freedom to walk out the door anytime but I was having some kinda guilt trip I guess. I don’t ever cry in front of anyone ever, so the fact I was so close to just breaking down and sobbing like a lil bitch says a lot like dam, I don’t know why that had me so messed up.

They kept saying “what changed? you seemed so excited and happy to do this yesterday; who did you talk to? why don’t you want to do it anymore?” lmao I had all these feelings yesterday but I could suppress them all bc I figured it would only be one day. I could handle that. But it was the fact you wanted me to do it all over again. I didn’t have the mental capacity to sit through it all again.

I think I may have even come across as judgmental and I didn’t mean to but fck, I wanted outta there so bad. I didn’t want to bring up that I had a problem with Scientology cos I didn’t wanna offend anyone. I’m not apart of any churches anymore but I still believe in God and all that. Does that mean I think somebody who doesn’t believe in God is inferior or has less credibility? Hell no! Not in the slightest. Believe whatever you want, it’s none of my business. But I guess in this situation, I felt deceived and since no one mentioned it was Scientology beforehand and I only knew once I was in the class put me off and I felt lied to. Like they were trying to sneak it in and force me into it, idk lol i was very confused and I still am pretty confused.

Also a big part of it was one of the supervisors of the class was this 90 y.o. guy and he had given me a ‘session’ a few days prior to this class. I didn’t know anything about his credentials, didn’t know anything more about him except for his name. It was marketed to me as a ‘self improvement course’. So I go do this session, I’m thinking: okay, this guy a licensed psychologist. The overall nature of the questions and things felt weird but I never been in therapy so I shrugged it off. But then I go to this class and find out he’s an auditor and not for the irs. So that was an auditing session. Am I crazy for thinking that’s pretty fcked for not explaining that in detail to somebody?? I would never set you up with a meeting with a bishop and not tell you what they were affiliated with beforehand.

But anyways, just all of this felt so off. There was just something about it that made me feel so sick inside. I don’t know if it was anxiety or intuition or whatever, but that shit didn’t feel right. I think there’s a million different ways to learn most things and they can all be right ways. I still learned something from that course and I mean, wtf! I stood up for myself. Me of all people. That’s crazy, I never do that. I usually just go along with what everybody else wants and disregard myself so the fact I spoke up instead of sitting there quietly dying inside was a big deal for me. It sounds so simple huh? I am ridiculous, I realize. But shit! This is life.

#was it necessary to write all this #of course not #but i did anyways lol #do whatever u want w ya life

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vampyjoong · 7 years ago

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Locked Up, My Love

I have an idea for a series you could do with any member. Everyone is either a Lock or a Key (like “You’re the key to my heart”) so you either have a lock or a key and your soulmate has the other half of the pair. They could be literal physical objects or cute little tattoos like a key on your hand or a lock over your heart you can decide. <3 I love your writing by the way and everyone who sends in such creative suggestions! <3

i know you said series but i thought it would be a really cute idea for my bb mingyu, i hope you don’t mind!!

2k words unedited

since you were young, you’ve had a lock with you

it was on a chain that was ever changing, sometimes it was short and other long

sometimes linked and chained, other times it was a twine string

you had no idea who’d given it to you, it had just appeared in your cot one day

you had never met anyone else surprisingly with a lock or key

you could never take it off as well lmao which sucked when it was twine cos it kinda itched

one day tho you met a rly nice guy called James

he was so cute and funny and kind

even though you felt no real spark, he had a a key tattoo on the back of his hand

you both thought maybe it could be you two

you tried it out for a few months before deciding it wasn’t meant to be

i mean there was no spark and you read it would both be either physical or tattooed, no mixing

you two stayed friends though because although there was no spark, he was a really nice guy

you two became besties, especially after he found his soulmate and she joined the group

they described it as their tattoos getting really really warm and tingly the closer they were to each other

then the lock opened up when they touched

thats all you wanted to happen

mingyu always got teased about how he was the key to someones heart

he never paid it much attention cos he found it so cute

his chain was the same as yours, changing endlessly

sometimes he would hide it but more often than not he wore it proudly on show because he’s a big romantic

when he took his growth spurt, his chain was longer than usual for a good year till he started to slowly regulate

then it became normal sized

because you two always matched though, yours was long as hell for a while too

sometimes it got tangled in things around you which was annoying as hell

you aways waited for the day that you would finally meet someone who had the matching key

your lock had a beautiful red gem on it and you hoped that your soulmates matched

thankfully it did

mingyus one was a lovely red colour

he always held it when things were kinda rough

when he first started training, when he was in 13 castaway boys and they weren’t sure what would happen, when they weren’t sure what the future held

it was a reassuring constant in his life that he would have you eventually

and especially after seventeen had started to find their soulmates

you had decided to travel after you finished college

you had a list of places, and james and sam were gonna come with

you all decided to learn the basics of one language for the places you were gonna go

james learned how to speak spanish

sam learned how to speak japanese

you learned korean

it didn’t rly feel like third wheeling when you went on trips with them which was nice, it just felt like a group of friends

so you traveled

first to spain, where james led the way and was the main guy

then japan, where sam was the lead gal of the story

honestly this whole learn the basics thing for the trips were genius

then finally korea, where you were the leader

you hadn’t noticed but on the flight over the lock was starting to get warmer

mingyu however had noticed

it was the middle of the day and he was having a break during practice cos s.coups’ soulmate watched a really sad dog advert and was crying uncontrollably and coups was trying to calm them both

and suddenly it was warming up

he thought it was just his skin warming it up before remembering it had been cold all his life no matter what so why would it suddenly change

so he asked juns soulmate and she said yeah that was a thing, when they got close it would warm up

she was a lifesaver

so mingyu was now worrying about when he would meet you and how

knowing himself, he thought he would probably end up tripping over his own feet

he knew he would meet you so he tried to convince one of the members to go with him

wonwoo decided to be nice and join him

so they were walking around and if mingyus key started to cool down they turned around and waiting to find the way back until it heated up again

it was like a weird maze

you had finally started to notice something happening

it took the chain changing about 15 million times for you to react to it

sam pointed out the fact that it was twine one second then gold then silver then black metal

it was basically telling you to shut the fuck up, sit the hell down and listen

so when you finally noticed it you noticed was getting warm you kinda freaked

your friends managed to calm you down but also kinda freaked out themselves lmao

would never admit it but they were feeling like it was their own child finding their soulmate

mingyu and wonwoo were having a fun time trying to find you

not really

they stopped to get much needed coffee

and when they stopped mingyus key was still heating up meaning you were closing in

so he got you a coffee too hoping you liked it

you were starting to run frantically with sam and james trailing behind you

they were beaming like a proud parent couple

but also about to cry because who likes running

despite your efforts though you didn’t find him that day

it was getting late and your friends decided you could try again tomorrow

wonwoo told mingyu that they would have to continue this tomorrow cos it was getting far too late

mingyu almost ran just to find you again but decided against it

so the next day he got up early just to get you a coffee again this time in a flask

he walked around for hours

you could feel the lock going warm then cold then warm and it just repeated

it seemed you just weren’t destined to meet

mingyu was starting to think the same

he was walking across the road distracted and didn’t notice the car coming towards him

you’d noticed that someone was going to get hit and there wasn’t enough time to shout out to them

so you sprinted across the road to push them out the way and yourself this aint a drama

you necklace was almost burning when you run into him

mingyu was walking when he suddenly felt a small force just barrel into him

he wasn’t expecting to look and see a tiny ass person cannonball into him, i mean who would

when you started angrily yelling at him in english for being a stupid idiot who wasn’t looking where he was going, he noticed that his key was almost burning him and the red gem was glowing

you finally switched over to korean to ask him if he was okay and if he needed anything

then the lock and key started to move

they rose out your tops, over your heads and into the air

the chains started to change endlessly and started to merge

until the lock and key joined and unlocked

and then they separated and floated down

you now had the key and he had the lock

and when you finally looked back at each other

he held up a still warm flask and offered to you with a simple

“Coffee?”

you were laughing harder than you ever had

that was the smoothest son of a bitch move you’d ever seen

of course you accepted

you two walked around learning about each other

you both loved to cook

you yourself had went to college for bakery me lmao

you both were clumsy as hell the almost accident proving that

you both had a love for family and friends that made everyone feel like family

you thought he was the most interesting and handsome person you’d ever met

his eyes, his lips, his dragon teeth FUCKING FIGHT ME IF YOU DONT LIKE THEM

every word that came out of his mouth made you fall even more

he told you about the times when his key helped him get through things

you told him the same

it was nice

then you two got to a big ass building and he started explaining that he was in a group with his friends and they were kinda famous

you weren’t surprised, you thought the man in front of you could be a freaking model

and then when you walked in the building, there was a kinda nervous boy standing about, and when he noticed Mingyu he looked like he was ready to either sleep or kill someone

it was hard to tell

but then he noticed you and he got a huge smile on his face

even mingyu seemed taken aback by how wide his smile was

it was a nice sight though

the man quickly introduced himself as Wonwoo and that he was one of mingyus friends and a member of seventeen

you tried to be as polite as possible knowing he was a friend of your lovely soulmate

then you were walking to the training rooms

and when you walked in it was chaos

there were things flying everywhere

a couple looking like they were about to start crying in the corner

a couple observing

a couple looking ready to fight, the guy even had a pair of nunchucks in his hand

a couple backing them up

and then the rest were on the other pairs side

the guy with the nunchucks looked over at the door opening

you were hiding behind mingyu as soon as you saw a large group of people

“HYUNG PICK A SIDE”

“MINGYU-SSI GET OVER HERE AND HELP US”

you were slightly terrified, and was about to cry when someone shouted “THERES ANOTHER PAIR OF FEET!!!”

crap crap crap crap

suddenly a large crowd was formed around you two

you peeked and noticed the couple in the corner were still calming down

mingyu noticed too

yelled for help

they finally noticed and told everyone to spread out again

mingyu turned round and got on his knees to apologise to you for all them

you pulled him up and said it was fine you didn’t mind, it was bound to happen

he stood up and thanked you so much

then he turned around, grabbed your hand and pulled you in front of him

he introduced you and after greeting everyone and learning their names, the argument commenced

you didn’t even know what it was about but you and mingyu were on minghaos side

you were yelling vigorously with gyu and then you pulled his hand down, went to the back of him and jumped on his back

he was startled but resumed gesturing with one hand while the other herd you

the day started off kinda sad but now

now it was amazing

after the argument, you all ordered food from the place hao wanted

until you checked your phone and it was late at night with messages from your friends worried as hell about you

you quickly apologised for having to leave and then started to run out

mingyu followed you until the front door and grabbed your face

oh sweet baby jesus yes

he leaned in dead close and

kissed your

forehead cos gyu respects boundaries god damn it

you blushed and did the same to him

then you ran back to where you were staying

your friends noticed the changed necklace immediately

you were mush as you talked about him

you always got cute texts from him

and then when you moved into the female dorm

you ended up cooking in the guys dorm whenever mingyu didn’t want to

you didn’t mind even if it meant being in the kitchen all day

as long as you had mingyu with you, you would go anywhere with him

#seventeen #say the name seventeen #seventeen scenarios #seventeen soulmate #seventeen mingyu #kim mingyu #mingyu scenarios #mingyu soulmate au #kpop #17 #seventeen bulletpoint

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