#holly is very amused

[rookflower]

i always find it very funny that it's implied that immediately after the gathering reveal scene cinderpelt takes over (or semi takes over?) cinderheart's body just to say "girl what the fuck" to hollyleaf's face and walk away

[katartna]

Honse Posting

Holly Nessity from ReflectionTTRPG!

[orangedogsquad]

Girls trip to an inner city dog park today!

[ineffablefool]

I have been playing Furry Paws, because I literally used to do Punnett squares for fun, and I’ve never seen another petsite with this much genetic experimentation power.  And the art is cute.

Just now I sorted some dogs by level, because I wanted to see who was getting high enough level for me to breed.  These are my highest-level Chihuahuas right now.

(side note: The three-letter code at the start of each name represents the dog’s current sports title.  Then for the actual name, I generally either use one that amuses me, or just go with the in-game randomizer.  There is one amusement name here and the rest are random.)

“Oh, but I’ve already bred Cody and Sophie,” I thought to myself.  “I’ll take a look at the others, see if it looks like their genetics line up nicely.

“Ha!  There’s a Buddy and a Holly.  Oh, and they actually would go pretty well together.  That would mean that, out of my basically-randomly-named Chihuahuas, the last potential breeding pair would be...

“.....,,.,.,,...,”

OH COME ON.  I can’t put those two together, everyone will assume the names were on purpose!!

[inbarfink]

Actually, one little detail I find very amusing is that when Simon Petrikov first introduces himself in the ‘Holly Jolly Secrets’ tapes he says he’s studying to be an antiquarian

But in every other appearance since then he just says he is an antiquarian.

Implying either Simon, while the Crown was actively driving him crazy and his life was falling apart and he was probably crying about Betty every night

still managed to finish his academic degree.

Or he's just smoothing over the truth to make himself seem more scholarly.

[whereisthedamndaddymanual]

I mean did people think less of me because I had no schooling to do what I do?

That would seem foolish of them.

[happilyhertale]

Advent Desires – Modern Aemond Targaryen x fem!reader

Summary: You are spending the evening with your friend Aemond. But you are bored while Aemond is absorbed in his book – but you have your ways of getting his attention.

Pairing: Modern Aemond Targaryen x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut; 18+; NSFW; Sex (p in v)

Author’s note: English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Word count: 1.4k

Other stories of mine

12 Days of Smuffmas

12 Days of Smuff

The winter evening settles over the city like a soft blanket, muffling the sounds of distant traffic and the occasional hum of wind against the window. Advent candles flicker on the side table, their tiny flames dancing with every shift in the air. Holly leaves are scattered around the room, a festive touch you had insisted on despite Aemond's indifference to holiday decorations.

He sits in the armchair by the window, an oversized wool sweater draped over his sharp frame. A well-worn book rests in his hands, his long fingers absently turning a page as his good eye scans the text. The glow from the nearby string of fairy lights cast soft shadows across his chiseled features, highlighting his sharp jawline and the silver strands of his cropped hair that fell just slightly out of place.

You lie sprawled on the couch, a blanket over your legs, flipping aimlessly through your phone. TikToks and Instagram stories can't hold your attention tonight, and every now and then, you glance over at Aemond, hoping he’d notice you.

He doesn‘t.

"You know," you say, breaking the silence, "it’s not very festive of you to spend Advent reading an old book."

Without looking up, he replies, "It’s not very festive of you to complain about it."

You sigh dramatically, stretching your arms over your head. The hem of your sweater rides up slightly, revealing a sliver of skin that catches his attention, even if he tries to pretend it doesn’t. His eye flickers up for the briefest moment before returning to the page.

"I’m bored," you groan, rolling onto your side to face him.

"Then entertain yourself," Aemond says, though there is a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Sliding off the couch, you pad across the room, stopping just behind his chair. Leaning over, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and rest your chin on his head, breathing in the faint scent of cedarwood and the crispness of the cold that still lingers on him from earlier.

"What are you even reading?" you ask, glancing down at the page.

He tilts the book slightly so you can see the title. The Art of War.

"Seriously?" you ask, incredulous. "That’s what you choose to read during the holidays?"

"Why not?" He closes the book deliberately, setting it down on the armrest. His hands are free now, and you suddenly wish you hadn’t pushed him quite so far. There is a glint in his eye—mischievous, calculating.

"I can think of better ways to spend an evening," you say, straightening up, but before you can move away, Aemond catches your wrist.

"Better ways, hmm?" His voice is low, smooth, and edged with amusement.

His grip is firm but not rough as he tugs you down into his lap. The movement catches you off guard, and you gasp softly, your hands instinctively gripping his shoulders for balance. His smile widens slightly at your reaction, the kind of smile that is more about power than warmth.

"You’re awfully restless tonight," he murmured, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. His fingers linger, tracing a line down to your jaw.

"Maybe I’m just trying to get your attention," you murmur.

"Well, now you have it."

Before you know it, his hand is in your hair, his long fingers interweaving the strands. He tugs gently, just enough to tilt your head back and expose your neck. A spark of heat flares through you, your breath catching as you meet his intense gaze.

"Aemond," you whisper, unsure if it is a warning or a plea.

He leans in closer, his lips brushing the shell of your ear as he speaks. "Still bored?"

The holly leaves on the mantle catches your eye for a brief moment, a festive witness to the sudden shift in the room's energy. The teasing pull of his hand in your hair sends a shiver down your spine, and when his lips ghosted over your jawline, you can't hold back the quiet sigh that escapes you.

The advent candles flicker again, their light throwing soft shadows on the wall. Outside, the wind howles faintly, but in this moment, all you can hear is the sound of his breath mingling with yours as the tension between you grew thicker.

He pulls back slightly, just enough to look at you properly. "Satisfied now, or shall I keep going?"

Your reply is a mix of laughter and a daring smirk, your fingers tightening slightly on his sweater. "What do you think?"

He chuckles softly, the sound low and rich, as his hand tangles deeper into your hair. "I think," he says, his lips brushing yours, "you’d better be careful what you wish for."

You giggle as he leans in again and kisses you. But your giggling dies away as the kiss becomes more passionate. His hands slide to your hips and reposition you until you straddle him. You gasp slightly, your hands slide into his soft hair, pulling gently, drawing a growl from him.

Slowly, he pushes you closer to him, and his hands slide over your ass, guiding your movements. You feel his length pressing against you, only the fabric of his and your sweatpants separating you... but still you feel his cock twitching impatiently. Aemond starts to pull on your sweatpants, “Let's get these out of the way,” he mutters, and you nod eagerly.

You help him, and without much delay, your sweatpants are on the floor. You whimper as Aemond pulls down your sweatpants enough to release his erection. He pumps a few times and you watch his hand slide up and down his twitching length.

“Look how hard you make me... and I just wanted to read a book in peace,“ he mutters, and you bite your lip.

”Somehow I'm not sorry for it,” you whisper a little breathlessly and start grinding your pussy against him.

He growls as he feels how soaked your panties already are.

Your hands slide to the back of his neck as you whimper impatiently again. Aemond pushes your panties aside and lets his fingers slide through your wet slit until he reaches your nerve bundle and leaves circular movements. You moan and move your hips against his fingers.

You move your hips up and down, taking him deeper inside you, and you whimper. His thumb is still rubbing your clit as your hips slam against his. You completely soak his length, your juices dripping onto his balls.

He slides his cock against your opening while continuing to rub your clitoris. Slowly, he pushes upwards, again and again against your opening. Teasing you until the tip of his cock is covered with your juices.

“Gods, you're so wet,” he murmurs a little breathlessly.

“Aemond,” you gasp impatiently, your fingers digging into his neck. And then Aemond thrusts up, feeling your tightness giving way to his length.

He growls, “Fuck,“ as you push your hips down. You moan, your pussy fluttering around his cock, protesting the intrusion.

He leans in and kisses you roughly, while you slide your hand back into his hair, touch the softness and pull on it again. He groans and pulls away from your lips, pressing his face into the curve of your neck and biting you. You cry out as you feel the light sting.

You lean your forehead against his, your panting breaths mixing as he thrusts up, following your movements.

He feels your pussy start to clenches uncontrollably around his length and he grunts, starting to move faster, thrusting deep into you.

Your legs remain wrapped around his hips as you try to take him deeper. Aemond's teeth dig in deeper and you throw your head back and moan without a care in the world. His hips thrust against you, without mercy. Your slick coats his cock, dripping down his tight balls – it was fucking perfect.

“Cum on my cock, babe,” he growls against your skin, and you whimper, slamming your hips down over and over again, while his thumb rubs faster. Your eyes roll back as you come. You scream slightly and Aemond growls as your pussy clenches. Your orgasm triggers his and he covers your clenching walls in white.

Aemond's eye close and his head falls back, your hips still moving up and down, milking his cock. He breathes heavily, just enjoying your movements, until you slowly stop moving.

You lean forward, your face pressed into the hollow of his neck, trying to catch your breath. You smell his scent and kiss his skin gently. His hands glide over your back, caressing you.

“Maybe this was better than reading a book,” he whispers a little breathlessly, and you giggle.

[burningcheese-merchant]

Psst, hear me out: The Beast being fucking yanderes with the ancients.

You Get It™️ I mean... Did you guys see episode 6? Burning Simp Cookie is already a yandere lol. He's been there and he refuses to leave. And Shadow Milk is honestly not that far behind, he feels some type of way towards Pure Vanilla and it would be cute if it wasn't so sad and creepy lol

Really though, I just love hero/villain ships in general (always have, since long before Cookie Run ever existed) and I get a kick out of villains acting stupid over crushes (read: obsessions), and acting stupid in general. There's just something about a villain being in love with the hero to a psychotic, comical degree, and the hero rebuffing them at every turn that's just really amusing to me lol. Like what Joker sort of has with Batman, you know?

Here are my Yandere Beasts in bare-bones terms:

Burning Spice: come on, if you've read my stuff, you know EXACTLY what Yandere Spice is like lol. If not, I'll refer you to this and this, as well as my fics on AO3. If those don't tell you what Yandere Spice is like then idk how else to help you lol

Shadow Milk: if the final boss of theater/drama kids had a crush but was also a malignant narcissist of some sort lol. Absolutely DESPERATE for Vanilla's attention at all times. If he's not actively trying to worm into Vanilla's brain and harass him in his thoughts and dreams, he's in the real world brainstorming better ways to do that lol. He does not grasp why the creepy puppet shows and gaslighting attempts aren't convincing Vanilla to fall in love with him. Will attack and torment and insult Vani in one breath and then praise and love and worship him in another, because he's a histrionic clown freak with whirlwind emotions. But above all else, he literally thinks he owns Vani and is meticulously plotting the horrible and hilarious demise of any and all he perceives as a threat to their union

Eternal Sugar: World's Laziest Stalker™️. Almost exclusively haunts Holly in her dreams (I have to assume that that's what her power will entail, as the Beast of Sloth); however, she's more "effective" in her wooing attempts due to her past experience as the Herald of Happiness. She actually goes out of her way to construct dreams and the like that have things in them that make Holly happy (or what she thinks makes Holly happy; she, as well as the others, has big tunnel vision and is very selfish and self-absorbed, and thus pays more lip service to her own wants than those of who she loves/obsesses over). Thankfully doesn't run into Holly in person often because that's work... but sometimes she DOES work up the nerve to go after her for real, and... well

Mystic Flour: Denial, denial, denial. Not just a river in Egypt the Golden Cheese Kingdom, but she'll say and act like otherwise. No, she does not like Dark Cacao. He robbed her of her volition and the chance to enact her will. He prevented her from freeing the world from pain and suffering. He is a stubborn fool who refuses to understand the truth. He... is very handsome. She does not like how handsome he is. It is distracting. She doesn't like dwelling on her memories of him and their encounters. She doesn't like how she came to harbor a single kernel of respect in her heart after he stood his ground against her; a kernel that she inadvertently nurtured and cultivated slowly but surely, until... no. No, she doesn't like Dark Cacao. She doesn't think about him all day. She doesn't want to try to lure him back to her land so she can trap him in the flour fog with her again. She doesn't miss feeling his dark eyes on her. She doesn't deeply resent his attachment to his people, and seek to transfer that attachment to her instead. No, she... damn it, he's ruined her. He's made her feel things again. He's made her succumb to selfishness and greed, to earthly desire and attachment - desire for HIM, attachment to HIM. All of her hard work and enlightenment gone to waste... She doesn't want to like Dark Cacao, she recognizes the folly in such a thing, but she's stuck - and so stuck is she that not only does she not really see a way out, she doesn't WANT one. She's become too content with her attachment to him too quickly. Now she has to agonize over her own foolishness, and try to keep denying that she doesn't care while also longing for his attention and wanting to do away with all that steals his attention away from her

Silent Salt: probably the least awful of the five, but he's still creepy and that's not a high bar to clear anyway lol. Has a better grasp on "normal" behavior than the others (like... he pays attention to what White Lily likes/wants and tries to adjust accordingly), but he's following her around everywhere and acting extremely violent and territorial over her towards anyone who he catches approaching her. He's legitimately, surprisingly sweet and gentle towards her; he brings her flowers, he listens to her when she asks/tells him something, he's more or less respectful of her personal space (he will try to be as physically close to her as possible, but actually backs off a little if she asks him to, only to try again, and so on and so forth)... but he's still a villain, he's still violent and creepy, he still gets angry when she pays attention to other people for too long and he has brought actual harm to others out of jealousy. He's the best of the worst but that really doesn't mean much of anything, he's still a psycho creep like the others

In short, they form a tight-knit coalition of absolutely fucking deranged freakazoids and they should all probably die :)

[cyberskulzzz]

Hey! I had a request for Rodrick, I was thinking about a one shot where he and Greg are fighting, and maybe Rodricks takes it a bit too far and hides Greg's diary or something. And since Greg is so upset he takes revenge on his brother. In this scenario reader is Greg's babysitter and Rodrick has a huuuge crush on her. Sooo I was thinking about how Greg would use that and make a plan to get back at him by embarrasing him in front of reader. And every time, Rodricks is trying to maybe defend himself? I can't actually think of the things he would do to make Rodrick embarrased but maybe you could come up with some and write it :) either way, thanks for reading!

Rodrick Heffley Blurb (not proofread)

Content warning:Idk bad poetry

Youre Greg’s babysitter,and you have been for quite the while,however you and Rodrick had always taken interest in eachother,and with you two being home alone a lot one thing led to another. 

It had all started a few weeks ago when Greg accidentally walked in on you and Rodrick right before he could get to second base. Although Rodrick had previously threatened Greg that if he’d ruin Rodrick’s chance with you he’d end Greg. However that was exactly what happened,Greg marched in,yapping about something that had happened with Holly,Rodrick immediately getting off of you and shoving Greg outside,however as soon as he turned around again you already had your bag in hand,needing to be home on time.  

Right after the front door closed and you left the porch it got messy,Susan‘s sure Rodrick would’ve murdered Greg if she didn’t interfere. 

The next day when Greg got home from school the door to Rodrick‘s room was wide open,which was odd.Greg walked slowly,aspecting some kind of attack however Rodrick was calmly sitting in front of his pc with Greg‘s diary next to him,the email of a few pages opened on his pc,but before Greg could even open his mouth they were already send out,what seemed worst of all to him was the fact Holly would surely see it too. 

You went to Rodrick’s again the next weekend,mostly just hanging around his room.When Rodrick left you upstairs for band practice for a second it didn’t take long for Greg to appear in the doorway way. 

"Rodrick!“,he pretends to call out,knowing damn well he isnt in his room,"you left your text book downstairs again-",Greg stumbled,his finger between the page he had deemed most embarrassing,the text book falling right in front of your feet.Greg almost wanted to yell in triumph when he noticed the book had landed right.

"Woah- you okay there?“,you asked giving Greg a hand,who got up without any trouble,causing you to pick up the text book next.Your eyes wandered across the page shortly,subconsciously reading till you noticed your name,taking it back quickly. You know you shouldnt,its an invasion of privacy,but then again it was so painfully obvious Greg wanted you to see this,and that its related to you. 

~Oh, girl who sits upon my couch, Your presence makes me scream, "Ouch!" For Cupid's arrow struck my heart, And now my brain can't even start.

Your hair shines brighter than the sun, Your laugh's a song,it's number one. When you walk in,I lose my cool, (Though Greg still calls me a fool.)

Your eyes,whatever color,they’re divine.  Like sparkling soda,straight from the vine. I’d sing to you with my sick riffs, But I can’t risk you thinking, “What ifs.” You’re my muse, my crush, my greatest song.  But confessing feels... so very wrong.~

You smiled slightly,letting out a slight chuckle as your eyes followed the words,however your amusement was quickly interrupted by Rodrick running up the stairs,Greg seeing his chance and running before it‘d be too late.

"Sorry I took a bit longer,Ben couldn’t get the first verse-I- did Greg give that to you?",he froze gesturing to the textbook. 

"Its not the best- you werent supposed to-",he stutters,trying to make this less embarrassing for himself till you interrupted him.

"I think its really sweet,the fact that you took the time to write for me",you reassure,"I know youre into me,you dont think you’ve made it quite obvious the last few times I was here?“

Rodrick’s eyes,followed yours gesturing to the bed you guys had been making out on just a few minutes ago.However your train of thought was then quickly interrupted by Rodrick wrapping his arms around your waist in awe,kissing you passionately his,hand placed on your cheek while slamming the door shut with his foot,making sure Greg stays out this time. 

@lockettesstage

[junosmindpalace]

MISTLETOE, BUT ACTUALLY HOLLY

☾ ft. tetsuro kuroo

☾ sfw. because who doesn't find the tradition amusing? 920

somebody on the nekoma boys volleyball team thought it would be funny to hang mistletoe above the clubroom door. it was all in good fun, taking advantage of a year old holiday tradition to laugh at the embarrassed and defensive expressions of his fellow teammates as they tried to escape from the obligatory kiss in a fluster.

it was kuroo. kuroo was the somebody who thought it would be funny.

it was actually holly, and he’d explain the differences in the plant without anyone asking or caring, but the tradition still stood. his mom had asked him to rummage around in a box tucked away with old decor to see if she could find anything remotely festive to celebrate the holiday season. as he was rummaging around through bunches of tangled strings of fairy lights with dead bulbs and old gingerbread kits, his eyes brightened in curiosity as he retrieved a small plastic holly plant from the very bottom of the pile. 

and he’s sure glad he went through with his plan to bring it into school, too, because the look on yaku’s face as he grew red with anger and shouted over his embarrassment at walking under the plant with lev was absolutely priceless. 

“now the two of you gotta kiss.” he laughed as he leaned against the lockers, arms crossed over his chest. yaku gave him a murderous look. 

“we aren’t doing anything!” 

lev, too amused with admiring and flicking the mistletoe (which was shorter than him), didn’t pay much mind to yaku’s disgust, though if had noticed, he probably would’ve taken a disappointedly offended stance at his suggestion. 

“guess you’re in a festive mood, kuroo.” kai muttered as he glanced at him with a sort of nervous smile, removing his jacket. kuroo chuckled. 

“just thought it would be fun. i thought you of all people would get a kick out of it, yamamoto.” kuroo turned toward his junior with the distinct blonde mohawk, who only scowled at him from over his shoulder as he opened his locker. 

“you better watch your back, kuroo. you’re next!” he pointed an accusatory finger at him, still disgruntled over the fact that he had (nearly) walked into the club room in sync with kenma. kuroo scoffed. 

“like you could get me!” 

“yeah? stand under the doorway, then!” yaku chimed in, shooting him an irritated glare. kuroo’s eyes darted between him and the mistletoe at the door. there was only a brief pause in between before kuroo strided toward the door and lingered at the threshold, teasingly taking steps in and out of the club room. yaku hissed. 

“see? can’t get me.” he smirked, and with that, the rest of his body, along with his face, disappeared behind the wall and heading to unlock the gym. 

on his return back, kuroo puffed out a breath of fog and shivered. it had snowed the night before, leaving a strong chill in the dry air, and he was eager to get inside the club room as quickly as possible to where the heat was. 

just as he was about to step inside, however, he heard a voice, and immediately recognizing it, his heart somersaulted in his chest.

“kuroo!” it cried, and it sounded close too, so close that kuroo instantly felt his face warm when he turned around and was immediately met with your face only inches from him.

your cheeks were rosy from the cold, even despite a scarf wrapped snug around your neck and a hat keeping your head warm. your jacket also zipped up to your chin, and he couldn’t help but grow increasingly nervous with every passing moment he spent looking at your eager expression. 

it only took kuroo a single semester’s worth of partnerwork for him to grow utterly hopeless around you--and everyone knew it. it was hard for anyone to miss his clumsy demeanour or tinted cheeks around you, so much so it was a miracle that somehow you hadn’t picked up on all the signs. 

fumbling with his hands, tripping over his words, prolonged eye contact; he shrinks when he thinks about how he's reduced to a klutz around you.

“kuroo, hey! i'm glad i was able to catch you! i have these papers from minaho sensei that you missed when you were on your away game.” 

you extended a hand to hand him said papers, slightly crumpled in your freezing grip. he quickly took them from you upon noticing. 

“oh, thank you so much. i don’t know what i would do without—“ 

“ooooooou, kuroo, you sly bastard! you had to have planned that!” 

the two of you both looked in toward the classroom at a disgruntled, shirtless yamamoto, who seemed so distressed you were almost taken aback. kuroo narrowed his eyes.  

“what the hell are you talking abo—-?”

and then the green above his head caught his peripherals, and amidst the cold, kuroo started to sweat. 

the two of you slowly looked up in unison at the mistletoe, the mischief device of kuroo’s own division, gleaming in the sun. you had stepped onto the threshold under the mistletoe, resulting in the two of you now both stuck having to fulfill in a year old tradition. 

truly, it was a miracle you didn’t catch the signs. 

yaku’s eyebrow shot up in satisfaction, fulfilling kuroo's previous position with his arms crossed over his shoulder and leaning against the lockers. “got you.” 

the two of you slowly turn toward one another with wide eyes and flustered expressions. 

truly, it wasn't so much a miracle that kuroo didn’t catch the signs either.

[7ndipity]

“Nerd”

Yoongi x Reader

Summary: After Yoongi encourages you to go out shopping with his friends as a way of getting to know Seoul, he's surprised to find out what a bookworm you are. (I suck at summaries, lol sorry)

Warnings: swearing,

A/N: Thanks to @vicky-chaos for this request! Tbh, I’m the exact same way as you described yourself, I have more books than I have shelf space for, lol!

Masterlist

Requests are open

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“Are you sure you won’t miss me too much?” You asked Yoongi as you pulled on your coat.

“It’s only a few hours, I think I’ll be able to manage.” He smirked, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Go have fun.”

“And you better make sure they get back in one piece.” He warned jokingly, turning to Hobi and Jimin, who’d been watching your whole exchange with amused grins.

“We will, don’t worry.” Hobi promised.

“Yeah, I don’t wanna know what angry Meow Meow looks like.” Jimin sniggered, ducking out the door before Yoongi could swat him, using the nickname for your boyfriend that he’d happened to overhear as they’d arrived eariler.

“Bye.” You said, giving him a quick peck.

“Bye, be safe.” He replied, waving as you and Hobi filed out the door.

It was strange, in a way, after having spent over a year doing the whole ‘long distance’ thing with you(or as he liked to refer to it, “fucking torture”), a couple hours apart while you went shopping with Hobi and Jimin should seem like nothing, but he couldn’t help noticing himself growing a bit antsy for your return as the afternoon passed.

He was still getting used to the fact that you were actually here in Seoul with him, that it wasn’t just a dream when he woke up every morning with you there next to him. Watching you not only settle in, but thrive in his city and with his circle of friends had almost made him fall in love with you all over again.

It was just beginning to grow dark outside when he heard the front door open.

“We’re back.” You called.

He rounded the corner to see Hobi helping you drag several heavy looking shopping bags through the door.

“Where’s Jimin?” Yoongi asked.

“Asleep in the car, Y/n tired him out. I think they could out-shop me.” Hobi chuckled, making you duck your head as you flushed, mumbling out an embarrassed “Shut up.”.

Yoongi grinned, happy to see you and his friend getting along. “Did you at least have fun?” He asked you.

“I did, I found lots of nice things.“ You said as you crouched to greet Holly, who’d been circling your feet excitedly. “What about you Hobi?”

“Yeah, it was a very educational trip.” He said with a grin. ”Are we still on for lunch on Sunday?”

“Definitely.” You nodded.

“I’ll see you then, bye!” He said, giving you and Yoongi a nod before ducking back out the door.

“Bye!”

“See you, Hoba.” Yoongi called, dragging you against him as soon as Hoseok was out of sight.

“I need a kiss.” He said seriously.

“Aha! So you did miss me?” Your face lit up as you grinned at him smugly.

“More than you know.” He mumbled, pressing his lips to yours before you could tease him further, relishing the contented sigh he felt you release at the contact. He loved knowing you were as gone for him as he was for you.

“Now, wanna show me what you got?” He asked, drawing back to look at you.

“Okay!” You nodded, grabbing a few of the bags, before heading for the living room to have more space to unpack everything.

“I got this book on Korean Folklore, I thought it looked interesting.” You explained, settling on the floor and digging through the first bag. “And this one’s about mid-century architecture, I thought you might like it. Ooh, and this one’s been on my wish list for ages, I was soo happy that I found it!”

Yoongi sat watching as you pulled out book after book, and a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth at your excitement.

“Why did you buy two of this one?” He asked suddenly, noticing two identical covers.

“One’s in my native language and the other one’s in Korean, I thought it would help me practice reading Hangul.” You said, not looking up as you continued to rummage in another bag. When you didn’t get a response, you glanced up to see him just staring at you with an amused expression.

“What?” You asked.

“I just didn’t realize you were such a nerd.” He said, chuckling.

“I am not!” You said defensively.

“I’m not making fun of you, I just think it’s cute,” He clarified. “I didn’t realize how much of a bookworm you were.”

“I didn’t mean to buy this many, I just got excited.” You said, feeling slightly self-conscious.

“I like it though, it’s fun seeing you excited.” He said. “It’s also kinda fun knowing there’s still some things we don’t know about each other yet, like little surprises.”

“I thought you didn’t like surprises?” You asked, leaning up to rest your hands on his knees.

“I like you though,” He said, leaning in. “So I’ll make an exception.”

“M’kay.” You grinned, closing the gap between you to catch his lips.

You were more than happy to be his exception, on this and many other things.

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[bradleysass]

Mistletoe Kiss - @noblehouseofgay - word count: 862 - 25 Days of Jegumas

James Potter was nothing if not determined. He had spent the entire day buzzing with barely contained excitement, his hazel eyes flicking repeatedly toward the grand entrance of the Great Hall. The doorway was decked in festive garlands of holly and ivy, glittering enchantments making them shimmer like freshly fallen snow. Hidden among the greenery, thanks to a bit of strategic wandwork, was a sprig of mistletoe—a very specific sprig that James had placed himself.

He’d spent the previous evening meticulously planning the perfect moment. It was foolproof, really. Regulus Black, his favorite distraction and the one person who managed to simultaneously irritate and captivate him, would walk into the Great Hall for dinner, as he always did. James would be waiting, leaning casually against the doorway like he hadn’t been checking his watch every five minutes since noon. And when Regulus stepped beneath the mistletoe? Well, that’s when James would make his move.

Except Regulus was proving to be far more elusive than James had anticipated.

Breakfast had been a bust. James had bounded into the Great Hall early, practically glowing with anticipation, only to realize after twenty minutes of loitering that Regulus wasn’t coming. “Light studying,” a passing Slytherin had muttered when James finally asked.

Lunch had been even worse. James had positioned himself near the doorway, looking the epitome of casual cool as he leaned against the wall. But when he saw Barty Crouch Jr. exiting alone, James stopped him with a grin. “Where’s your shadow?” he asked, only half-joking.

“Regulus? Oh, some excuse about needing to prep for tomorrow’s Potions exam,” Barty replied with an exaggerated eye-roll.

James groaned audibly, slumping back against the wall as Barty sauntered off.

And so, dinner had become James’s last stand. Surely, Regulus couldn’t skip all three meals. Even the most studious Black had to eat eventually, right?

The Great Hall was lively, filled with chatter and laughter. The Gryffindor table was abuzz with talk of holiday plans, but James’s attention was firmly fixed on the entrance. Sirius, seated beside him, nudged him with an elbow. “You look like you’re waiting for your knight in shining armor,” Sirius teased, his grin all too knowing.

“Shut up,” James muttered, though his cheeks flushed a shade that betrayed him.

The doors opened. James sat up straighter, his heart doing an embarrassing little flip. But it was just a group of Ravenclaws entering together, none of them remotely resembling the wiry, sharp-featured Slytherin James had been waiting for.

“You know, Prongs,” Sirius began, his tone maddeningly casual, “you could always just go find him instead of lurking like a lovesick—”

“Shut it, Padfoot,” James hissed, his eyes still glued to the entrance.

Finally, when James had nearly resigned himself to another missed opportunity, the doors opened again. And there he was. Regulus Black stepped inside, his movements as fluid and graceful as ever, his dark hair slightly mussed in a way that made James’s breath catch. He looked up briefly, his stormy gray eyes scanning the room before landing on James.

For a moment, they simply stared at each other. James felt a grin tugging at his lips, the corners of his mouth curling upward in a way he couldn’t suppress if he tried. Regulus, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow, his expression hovering somewhere between curiosity and exasperation.

James pushed back his chair and stood, making his way toward the doorway with the kind of swagger he hoped looked effortless. Regulus didn’t move, watching him approach with a mix of wariness and—was that amusement?

“Fancy seeing you here, Reggie,” James drawled, coming to a stop directly in front of him.

“It is a dining hall, Potter,” Regulus replied dryly. “Where else would I be?”

James’s grin widened. “Oh, I don’t know. Hiding in the library, maybe? Dodging me at every meal?”

Regulus’s lips twitched, the faintest hint of a smirk forming. “Dodging you? Don’t flatter yourself.”

James glanced upward, feigning nonchalance. “Oh, look at that,” he said, pointing to the mistletoe above them. “What are the odds?”

Regulus followed his gaze, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in the enchanted sprig. When his gaze returned to James, there was a spark of realization—and perhaps a touch of amusement. “You’re insufferable,” he muttered.

“Maybe,” James agreed, stepping just a little closer. “But you’re standing under mistletoe, Reggie. Rules are rules.”

For a moment, Regulus didn’t move. James could see the internal debate playing out behind those piercing gray eyes. Then, to James’s immense delight, Regulus tilted his head slightly, his smirk deepening.

“Fine,” Regulus said softly. And before James could process what was happening, Regulus leaned in, closing the distance between them.

The kiss was brief but electric, leaving James momentarily stunned. When Regulus pulled back, there was a faint flush on his pale cheeks, though his expression remained composed.

“Happy now?” Regulus asked, arching an eyebrow.

James grinned, his heart hammering in his chest. “Ecstatic.”

Regulus rolled his eyes, but there was a hint of a smile tugging at his lips as he stepped past James and into the hall. James watched him go, already planning his next move.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

This 1980 home in Harrisburg, PA has seen things. The 4bd, 3ba home is only $220K, which leaves the new owner with some money left over to make the many repairs to this fixer upper.

Conveniently pull the cars up to to front door and don't worry, the cement blocks will stop you.

I rather like the stainless steel railing.

Very cool suspended fireplace. Is that an electric organ that they left?

Oh, I see, it's not just suspended by the chimney, it has reinforcements. Are those light bulbs in the beams?

The kitchen's pretty big. The cabinets have some nasty dirty handprints.

This must be the primary bedroom and it has a raised platform for the bed. I thought that was a lamp & table in the corner, but then I saw the chimney, so it's another fireplace.

Typical of homes of this era, the bathrooms are carpeted with a step into the tub.

The home has several levels. Mirrored walls in empty rooms are confusing.

There are signs on the sliding doors telling visitors to stay off the decks that surround the home. Looks like someone fell thru the ceiling in here.

Another bathroom with carpet.

Something's happening with the ceiling in this bedroom.

OMG, this is like the house of mirrors in the amusement park.

Now here we have a pit. Is it a conversation pit with a bar? The plank, however, was placed across it for what? A shortcut to the hot tub?

I don't know what this room is, probably a family room.

It's a treehouse, but the construction looks so flimsy.

It does have quite a few tiers of decks.

B/c of the hilly terrain and vegetation, it looks like it might not be easily accessible.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/4709-Holly-Cir-Harrisburg-PA-17110/86471154_zpid/

[bylrlve]

Warning! Potential Spoilers for Stranger Things Season 5! Exciting for Bylers!

Total confirmed M*leven scenes so far: kiss in a field in episode one, and rooftop conversation, also likely in episode one. There is a staggered time skip through episode one - unclear if chronological, or through flashbacks, but it means we have no idea when this kiss actually takes place in the chronology of the show.

Despite what Alex insinuates, that is literally it, as far as leakers know, until episode 3. Everyone is at the mansion set in that episode for at least one scene, prior to splitting off into groups and venturing into the upside down in episode 4. One presumes they may interact in the mansion scene, but even that is unknown. That literally is it up to episode 6, which is what they’re filming now - as far as leakers are aware, but it’s pretty clear when you look at Finn’s schedule vs Millie’s.

(Gifs from a video by @byler-endgayme)

Meanwhile, this is what has leaked about Byler so far:

Episode 2; the bike ride. Ep 2 according to the Twitter stranger things update account. If this is a school run in the morning, Will may be living at the Wheelers - supported by the bts pic with seven chairs at the table. If not, he’s likely just visiting Mike at the house - but it still shows that Will is part of Mike’s domestic routine, and that he occupies a partner role.

A lot happens for/to the wheelers in episode 2: karen possibly gets injured here, holly gets taken here apparently, Mike gets hurt at the hospital along with several other people (confirmed) and Will shows up crying and blaming himself. Rovickie, jancy, and byler are there: Will is there for Mike, El is not.

Episode 3: everyone is at the mansion set before breaking off into UD groups. This includes Mike, Will, El, and it’s notable that, from context, it seems like it dovetails into Mike and Will choosing each other as partners for… (life) the Upside Down.

Episode 4: the flashback with 8yo Will, 8yo Mike, and 13yo Jonathan. Will and Jon don’t speak, Mike does.

Episode 6: a scene at a church covered in vines with just Mike and Will.

The scenes at the farm with Mike, Robin, Will, and apparently Vickie happen around 503-4, and Mike a and Will are wearing the same clothes in the hand-stack picture as in the leaked Duffer birthday video from early February - see @will80sbyers and @justmy-account’s excellent production masterposts. Mike apparently has his own subplot with Robin, and we know Robin and Will have 1:1 scenes…

There’s been some kerfuffle over a an actor named Jacob Moran being followed on Instagram by Noah recently - but he’s followed Noah, Caleb, and Jamie for years, and as he was working on a project in Atlanta until recently, it seems more likely that he’s a friend of Noah’s than that he’s Will’s NPC Love Interest. Once again, that trail goes cold…

Speaking of, it’s amusing and frustrating to me that when some random acc on Twitter says Will has an NPC Love Interest people pay attention, but when Mytimetoshinehello, a reliable enough leak account, first says in May that he has a love interest and then privately DMS people saying it’s a new character, only to privately tweet to paid subscribers (ie not for attention) saying that they hear it is Mike, people don’t pick up on it. Of course, the UpsideDownScoops account did delete their tweet and proceed to bullshit about why it’s not Mike, so…

Big Screen Leaks is a very reliable general spoilers acc that announced they had st5 spoilers in may 2023. They said on Sunday, during a q&a, that they’re not sharing anything… something weird is going on. They also follow MTTSH.

Noah and MTTSH both had a similar trajectory. The latter went from privately saying in DMs that it’s not Mike to saying to their subs that it is. The former went from being pessimistic when he had the first few scripts to going on TT live right before filming in january and saying ‘byler endgame byler kiss’ very excitedly - he had up to episode 6. They got the ep 7 script in March, and on March 27 he liked a tiktok showing Mike and Will’s BTS pics with a boyfriends 💙💛’ caption.

The statement by the duffers that we’re returning to s1 dynamics is interesting, given that Mike and Will are together so much while Mike and El aren’t. Re: Mike, perhaps they mean that his primary focus is keeping Will… with an ending of finding new romance, perhaps? All in all? I’m so hyped.

TLDR: Bylers are eating no matter what, in terms of screentime and content. M*levens… sad trombone noise.

UPDATE TO ADD: https://x.com/byrhop/status/1811804426492907787?s=46

[messylustt]

an assortment of my men in self ships. updated version. some characters i have works for, some i don’t, and just simply love.

MIGUEL. miguel o’hara & holly

the lost soul down. tristes ojos. black out days.

spiderverse boss with civilian gf, enemies to lovers trope, slowburn, frowning bf with smiling gf, forehead kisses, spanish phrases whispered, she fell first but he fell harder, height difference, protective bf, “can’t take my eyes off you”, back hugs from gf, hickeys / marks, dinner dates, bad at communicating, staring into your soul with those eyes bf with not a single thought behind those eyes gf, grumpy bf with sunshine gf, back scratches, doesn’t know how to initially react when she cries, playing with his hair.

HOBIE. hobie brown & holly

government hooker. politicians in my eyes. start a riot.

resident secret spider-man (spider-punk) with classmate, friends to lovers trope, sharing earphones, teasing head pats, boob grabs, piggybacks, licking and biting, always seen together, bold bf with shy gf, taking pics and selfies together, always stealing the seat next to each other, forcing him to try certain foods she likes, relaxed bf with anxious gf, physical touch bf with physical touch gf, the ‘tall’ model couple, movie nights that always turn into more, both get lost easy, drinking together, sloppy cheek kisses, surprise hugs.

LEON. leon kennedy & holly

how you remind me. heart-shaped box. all my life.

special agent with presidents daughter, bodyguard romance trope, heroic bf with scaredy-cat gf, her learning how to shoot his gun, protective bf, blonde bf with brunette gf, hiding together, stoic bf with amused gf, falling asleep in his lap, love letters, forbidden romance, she fell first he fell harder, jealous bf, pining, dart dates, words of affirmation, hand holding, paper rings, kisses on the doorstep, respectful bf.

CARLOS. carlos oliveira & holly

give it to me. about a girl. heartbreaker.

umbrella mercenary with city civilian, friends to lovers trope, wearing his clothes, sporty bf with couch potato gf, air kisses, bicep hugs, teasing hand pecks, inside jokes, playful sparring, overly sensual cheek kisses, secret photos taken, linked pinkies, big bf with small gf, “uh huh, go for it” amused bf with determined annoyed gf, sweet tooth.

MICHAEL. michael afton & holly

alien blues. better than me. romantic homicide.

son of william afton with fazbear employee, slow burn trope, playing with his hands, jerk bf with nice gf, dead-eyed bf with doe-eyed gf, silent words but loud actions, unfazed bf with scaredy-cat gf, sideways glances, “no i don’t like you” lying michael, he fell first and harder, staring into your soul with those eyes bf with a comforting look behind those eyes gf, falling asleep on each other by accident, bully-flirting.

NICCOLO. niccolo govender & holly

absinthe. swim. stop the world i wanna get off with you.

classmate with classmate, tutor trope, misunderstandings, jealous bf, playing with her hair, friends with benefits to lovers, stolen kisses, pining, lazy bf with active gf, very protective bf, longing gazes, ass slapping, polaroids, museum dates, gradual desperate bf, bad at communicating, kisses in the car, “yeah she’s my girlfriend” soon to be bf with surprised soon to be gf, sitting next to each other in class, late night skincare.

RAFE. rafe cameron & holly

closer. lost in the fire. daddy issues.

mean boy with sweet girl, opposites attract trope, bad at feelings, overprotective bf, experienced bf with naive gf, blushing, boat dates, jealous bf, long makeout sessions, acts of service bf with physical touch gf, her forcing him to enjoy the sunset view, mending his bruises and cuts, teasing gf with hard gazed bf, him wanting her to wear his clothes, hand on her thigh while sitting, expensive dates, hickeys, comforting hugs from her, let me spoil you bf with loves being spoiled gf.

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[avianyuh]

Hello 👋 can I pls request Taehyung, Jungkook and Yoongi reaction? They left their dogs at their crush's house for a few days but when they come back to take them home, their pets had become very fond and clingy towards their crush and refuses to leave with their owners. Thank you ❤️ ❤️

Request: Yoongi, Taehyung and Jungkook reaction to their dogs liking reader more

I wrote something similar which I'll link for all of the members here but I'll write this too :) Ty Anon

Yoongi:

Yoongi had trusted you with Min Holly for a few days while he was away with work. You texted him frequently to update him on Holly. Also sent lots of pictures of the two of you, which Yoongi secretly loved.

So when he arrived back from his work trip to pick Holly up, he was excited to not only see his dog again, but also you.

"How was he?", Yoongi asked, rubbing Holly's head as he sat on the couch.

"Oh he was great, a total sweethear", you smiled as you gave Holly another treat. "One for the ride home", Y/n said.

Yoongi laughed before asking you if you were free later that week, to which you responded yes. Then he clipped Holly to his leash and tried to walk towards the door, yet Holly wouldn't budge.

"Holly, you have to go home", Y/n said. Yoongi, however, found it amusing.

"I think he wants to stay here with you", Yoongi laughed as he unclipped Holly.

"How about I come visit you for the next few days, to ease Holly into it, you know?", Y/n asked.

"Sounds good to me", Yoongi said, looking forward to the next week.

Taehyung:

Taehyung had a performance in Japan which required him to leave Yeontan for a few days.

Though Taehyung wasn't dating Y/n, they spent most of their free time together and he couldn't think of anyone better to watch over Yeontan for a few days. He trusted you and he knew Yeontan was great with you.

So, he went to Japan for the week, and facetimed you every night, speaking to you for hours and getting a little screen time with Yeontan too.

So when he got back from Japan, he immediatly went home to greet his furry baby, and of course, you.

Y/n had actually house sat for Taehyung so he didn't need to pick Yeontan up at all.

When he stepped inside, Yeontan immediately trotted over to greet him, with Y/n following from behind.

"Tae! Welcome home", you said, moving to hug him. Taehyung sunk into the hug, missing your warmth and appreciating you more than ever.

The two of you sat for awhile, you asked about his trip, he asked about your week with Yeontan. You know, the usual.

After a few hours and a few episodes of the tv show the two of you had been watching recently, you leaned over to pick up you phone on the coffee table and checked the time.

"Oh, Taehyung, I have to go home soon, it's getting late", Y/n said, standing up and heading towards the door to put on her shoes.

"Aw, alright, call me when you get home.", Taehyung said as he watched Y/n put on her coat.

But what was most surprising was Yeontan, who planted himself in front of the door and wouldn't let Y/n leave.

"Yeontan", Y/n giggled, "I have to go, I'll see you soon!", Y/n said, crouching down so she was eye level with Yeontan.

Taehyung laughed as he stood up and walked over towards the both of them.

He picked up Yeontan and looked at Y/n,"You might as well stay, he doesn;t want you to leave.", he smiled shyly.

"I guess I could stay", Y/n responded, petting Yeontan, a blush creeping onto both, Taehyung and Y/n.

Jungkook:

Jungkook was currently promoting his solo album and had to go abroad for promotions. He left Bam with you, as he not only trusted you, but he knew that Bam loved you a lot.

So, when he got back from his promotions, he was excited to see you and pick up Bam.

He arrived at your apartment and unlocked the door with the key he had been given by you.

"Oh, Jungkook! You're back!", Y/n said as she walked into the living area, coming to inspect who had opened the door.

Bam followed close behind her, and immediately ran to greet Jungkook, who he had missed dearly.

"Bam missed you", Y/n smiled, watching as Bam come back over to her.

"He seems pretty happy here", Jungkook said, watching as Bam sat in his dog bed that you had boughten for him.

That's what Jungkook loved the most about you, you were so considerate and you took such good care of Bam.

The two of you watched Bam go back and forth between the both of you for the next hour. The two of you caught up about what the other had missed.

But when Jungkook thought it was time to leave, Bam had other plans.

When Jungkook called him over signaling towards the door. Bam stayed firmly planted by Y/n's feet. "Bam, come on we gotta go home", Jungkook said, finding it somewhat amusing. He looked up and watched as you covered your hand over your mouth, trying to stifle a giggle. He called Bam again, yet still nothing. "Bam, I'm serious.", Jungkook laughed, trying to sound stern.

"You don't sound very serious", Y/n joked. "What's the rush to go home...do you not like me", Y/n playfully pouted.

"You know that's not true", Jungkook laughed before heading back towards the couch. He could stay a few more hours.