#hope you're seeing this one person who asked for this hope this post helps!!! (affectionate)

[daveisalive]

artfight post!!!!

first one- pretty nifty thingy that look too long but I liked in the end

second one- you may notice I immediately attempted to tone down because AFBAWEIUFGBAW, and I added a funky background flare for funsies

third one- back on my garbage whore try hardness, but I was also drawing my own character as well so its excused because its worth it for my harpy daughter

fourth one- recoiling once again from the pain of putting in effort, here begins my "lets just do portraits phase"

fifth one- and here is the death of that phase as this is the last one I did, had lot of difficulty with the face but it was ok in the end

sixth one- simple funny thing, they are making soup :)

seventh one- creature is creaturing in a green background

eightth one- lesbians lesbianing, they're faces are a bit garbage but I will recover and come back stronger one day

anyway I'm planning to do 1 more hyper-realistic portrait piece so I can die fighting but then after if I have time I'll do a little silly one

[yandere-daydreams]

an extended version of this post. hold your plushies tight tonight, folks.

The Yan!JJK Men With a Stuffed Animal Loving Darling.

Characters: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Sukuna, and Toji.

TW: Kidnapping, Stalking Unbalanced Power Dynamics, Non/Con, Non-Wholesome Activities Involving Stuffed Animals, and Generalized Freak Shit Activity.

Gojo likes to touch.

He just can't help it. He's never been able to keep his hands off of you, and that means he also can't keep his hands off of your used chapstick and dirty laundry and those cutesy, beady-eyed plushies you keep piled up in every corner of your bedroom - the ones he knows you cuddle to sleep every night, even if you deny when he asks. He likes to keep track of which is your current favorite, which one you're most likely to gravitate towards when you want something soft to hold - mostly just to keep track of your preferences, but also to know which member of your oh-so-precious, oh-so-cherished collection to target when he feels like there's been a little too much distance between the two of you, lately.

You might complain that he's too clingy, that he's too affectionate, that you don't want people to start to think you're anything more than friends, but your stuffed animals don't whine when he tears hole in the bottom of your current favorite and pumps all of his unappreciated affection into its poor, velvet-soft insides. That way, even when you're too cold-hearted to let Gojo cuddle you to sleep, you'll still have a little piece of him in your arms <3

Geto likes to keep his distance.

He's possessive by nature, but you already know that, wouldn't have ended up locked away in some secluded portion of his temple if he wasn't. He tries to be kind, to be considerate, to not let how tightly you cling to that threadbare childhood toy bother him, but it's difficult for him - it'd be difficult for anyone to see the person they love most show more affection to a filthy rag than they do to their doting captor lover, when you embrace that thing so tenderly while flinching away every time he attempts to touch you.

So, he does what he's sure you'd prefer, and he keeps his distance. Specifically, he resigns himself to an arm chair no less than ten whole feet from your shared bed as he tells you exactly how he wants you to hump your beloved childhood stuffed animal, what part of it he wants you to grind against until you soil on the very item you seem so intent on preserving over and over and over again, until he's had his fill. It's not that he doesn't want to touch you - no, he'd do anything to be able to kiss the tears off of your cheek as you hiccup out another fractured sob, to shove his cock down your throat as you mutter little, trembling apologies to an inanimate object - but apparently, he's not the one you want to be spending time with. He can only hope you'll have changed your mind, by the time he's ruined your little companion entirely.

Nanami likes to watch.

To be completely honest, he could care less about your preference towards stuffed animals. It's not that he doesn't find it endearing, but there are plenty of adults who like to collect cute things. You're nothing out of the ordinary - at least, not when it comes to what you do in your free time.

But, he does find it convenient - just how willing you are to accept anything cute and plush and pastel into your home without a second thought. It's difficult to find something that suits your tastes while still being large enough to store and hide a camera, but difficult doesn't mean impossible, and it only takes a few days' worth of effort before his velvet-soft, pastel pink teddy bear is posed happily on your bedside table and he's got a 24/7 view into the moments too private for you to knowingly share with him. He knows it's only a temporary solution, that either his camera will malfunction or you'll notice the strange bulkiness of your newest stuffed animal or he'll get tired of watching from a distance, but that's alright. Cameras can be replaced, paranoia can be soothed, and eventually, he won't have to resign himself to only watching, anymore.

Sukuna likes to dismember.

Piece by piece, limb by limb, thread by thread, preferably while you sob and claw at his wrists and beg him to stop. While other partners might be amused by such a childish pastime, you shouldn't need pastimes at all when you're with Sukuna - not when your attention is better off entirely devoted to him. He might soften later on, suggest you take an interest in something more appropriate for the lover of a king, but that'll only come after he's dismantled everything that's ever stolen your gaze away from him with a gleeful sort of malice. If you're tempted to point out his hypocrisy, mention that he's spent every second of every minute of his life indulging himself in every petty impulse that's ever passed across his mind, don't. Challenging his inclination towards destruction, however justified your complaints might be, will only make him more tempted to show you just how much of your life he can tear to pieces.

Toji likes to tease.

Despite everything, he might be the most likely to indulge your little fixation. He's too cocky to ever be jealous of material and stuffing, and he thinks it's cute - how tightly you cling to something that could never actually protect you from him, how reflexively you hide your face in the nearest swatch of faux fur whenever he gets a little too rough. When he inevitably decides you're too delicate to be left on your own, he might even get you a couple new stuffed animals as a 'welcome home' gift. He's just a considerate guy, like that.

And when he's got you face down, ass up, clinging to the plushie he all-but forced into your arms as soon as he decided he was going to fuck you brainless, he'll only degrade you a little for being such an empty-headed slut, so pretty and so stupid that no one ever had the heart to tell you that you're too old to be playing with toys. He'll coo and pout as you moan and sob into silky fur, asking why you suddenly 'don't like daddy's present' when you try to put any amount of distance between you and him (and, by association, the toy he's got you trapped against), and when you finally lose consciousness still holding onto your stuffed animal, he'll make sure to snap a few pictures; just a little something to show you when you wake up and want nothing to do with your new favorite plushie. You're lucky he's as nice as he is, as generous as he is. Anyone else would lose patience, but Toji's just gotta spoil his baby <3 <3 <3

[happilychee]

The aromantic Levy headcannons anon here!

Levy is in a qpr with Jet & Droy. Gajeel ofc becomes a part of it once he joins Fairy Tail. So does Lily

She did feel like she was a bit of an outcast since the girl's and some guys would talk about romance and she didn't understand it. Same as Lucy, Levy enjoyed reading about it, but the love parts just to her, weird and confusing

Jet & Droy helped her figure herself out and finding out she was aromantic made her smile.

Levy had to contain her excitement when Lucy approached her, talking the way she used to about romance. She was happy that she wasn't the only aro girl in the guild.

Gajeel surprisingly was the easiest to tell that she was aromantic. "...I'm aromantic" "Cool" "Wow. That was easy" Natsu on the other hand, was the hardest. He just stood there with a confused look on his face so she had to explain it in a different way. "I prefer friendship over romance, Natsu" "So calling you my best friend is okay?" " Yes you dummy"

it's not a lot but I hope you like them

sending hugs and a nice warm bowl of soup your way, anon; I love these mwah <2

writing this post just in time for aromantic spectrum awareness week!!

aromantic fairy tail headcanons

♡ yes to everything above. levy adores jet and droy, then gajeel and lily. she gets such a sense of fulfillment and joy when she's with them.

♡ levy wears green on valentine's day. yes, it's a statement, and she'll patiently spend the day explaining aromanticism to anyone who asks. she also binges on discount chocolates with lucy that night as they watch shitty romcom movies. the two can and do coexist.

♡ another qpr/qpp pairing is juvia and lisanna. they're not only close emotionally; lisanna is by nature a physically affectionate person, and juvia is severely touch starved. the only person she could theoretically be comfortable with touching her is gajeel, but he's not one for soft affection (she's been thrown into too many brotherly headlocks over the years.) so when lisanna casually grabs onto juvia's arm when they're out and about, a switch flips in her head. juvia is very touchy with lisanna, and only lisanna. this leads to most of the guild thinking they're dating.

♡ the words "we're just friends" leave a bad taste in lisanna's mouth. juvia wrinkles her nose when she hears people say "oh, so you're not more than friends." both consider each other one of the most important people in their lives. them being friends doesn't somehow diminish that. juvia lets the worry slip when she's shopping with lucy, who brings her to levy. the three have a long and thoughtful discussion, but honestly, it leaves juvia feeling confused. she's never been one for close relationships with anyone, given her childhood, and all these labels make her head hurt. levy and lucy say that's fine, the only person she really needs to make sure is on the same page is lisanna.

♡ lisanna is very much on the same page of "idk what we are but I like where we are." they decide to just... keep doing what they're doing. when there's new developments (juvia gets a nosebleed when she sees lisanna in a swimsuit, to her own horror), they talk it out and set boundaries for what they want and don't want to do (juvia very, very shyly asks if she could give lisanna a kiss on the cheek.)

♡ also, at some point, juvia and lisanna move out of fairy hills and get an apartment together. mira objects to this only on the grounds that she won't be able to prevent them from starting kitchen fires with their baking attempts. she ends up over more often than not, and lisanna feels her chest swell with warmth at seeing her big sister and her best friend get along so well.

♡ also big aro vibes... gray, cana, and loke. the three of them are so chill about everything. the guild suspects they're in a relationship, but then they also see cana going out with lucy and get confused. gray just shrugs and says it's a girls' night. completely unbothered king. besides, he's got a board game score to settle with loke and natsu.

♡ erza, I think, is a big romantic at heart, but the thing is she does that to everyone. she gets a lot of money from s-class jobs, and there's only so much she can spend on herself or new sets of armor. eventually, team natsu starts finding beautiful bouquets of flowers on their doorsteps. someone dares to tell erza that men don't like flowers, and suddenly every man in fairy tail is getting a monthly bouquet of roses.

♡ erza also misses a lot of "romantic" cues. she wouldn't be able to tell if someone was flirting with her if her life depended on it. gray and natsu, the little shits, take full advantage of this to mess with the poor suitor. I also think erza is demi, so she really has to have a strong emotional bond with someone before she considers having sex with them. she likes to take care and be taken care of, so she wants it to be with someone who knows her inside and out.

♡ natsu honestly has huge aspec vibes, mostly because he completely bulldozes over any societal conventions, labels, and definitions. if natsu feels a certain way, he's going to let the person know. if he wants to be cuddly with them and they're okay with it, he will be cuddly. doesn't matter who they are; even laxus gets the occasional natsu cuddle. levy and lucy almost lose their minds because they're so busy having deep discussions about the intricacies of aromanticism, and then natsu comes in like a breath of fresh air because he genuinely does not care. not in a bad way, he loves to listen to lucy's passionate rants (she's cute when she's excited) but. it's just something that never bothered him. personally, I do think out of everyone, he's closest to lucy in the "romantic" sense, but even then, it's just a different type of relationship to him. there's no way in hell he would specifically choose just lucy over everyone else in the guild. they're all his family!

♡ in conclusion, fairy tail is aromantic and aspec as fuck.

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member is Blackpink's Jennie little sister

A/N: I got an ask on Tumblr and I loved writing it, ty! :D

The request: can I make a request please!!! The request is where reader is Jennie secret lil sister!! Where Jennie absolutely adore reader as Mus as twice adore the maknae and Jennie fighting over reader from twice!! Where Jennie is like ('this is my sister so we goes to vacation first) and twice responded ('nu uh')

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The sun was shining brightly as Jennie walked briskly down the bustling streets of Seoul. Dressed in a chic black outfit, her long dark hair cascading down her back, she exuded confidence and charisma. As a member of one of the most popular K-pop girl groups, BLACKPINK, she was used to the attention and adoration of fans and paparazzi. But today, her mind was entirely preoccupied with something else. Jennie had a secret, one that she had been carefully guarding for years. She was the older sister of a young girl named Y/N. Said girl was only 14 years old and the new youngest member of the rapidly rising girl group TWICE. Jennie smiled fondly as she thought about her sister, a talented and beautiful girl with a heart full of dreams.

Jennie and her cutie pie, as she started calling her ever since she was born, had a special bond, one that was known only to them. Jennie had taken on the role of a protective older sister, always looking out for Y/N and guiding her through the challenges of the entertainment industry. Despite the five-year age gap between them, Jennie adored her dongsang with all her heart. As Jennie made her way to the JYP Entertainment building, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. She was about to reveal her secret to the TWICE members, who were her best friends. They had supported each other through thick and thin, and she knew they would embrace Y/N with open arms.

Entering the practice room, Jennie was met with the joyful chatter and laughter of the TWICE members. They were in the midst of rehearsing their latest hit song, their energy infectious and their dedication evident. Jennie watched them for a moment, her heart swelling with pride. Feeling a tap on her shoulder, Jennie turned around to see Nayeon, the eldest of TWICE and the one she's closest to between them all, smiling at her with curiosity gleaming in her eyes as she spoke. 

Nayeon - Jennie, what brings you here today?

Jennie took a deep breath, gathering her courage as she prepared to talk with a voice filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. 

Jennie - I have something important to share with all of you, but first, promise me that you'll welcome this person with open arms.

The TWICE members exchanged puzzled glances but nodded in agreement. Jennie took a deep breath and called out her baby.

Jennie - Sweetie, you can come in now!

The door opened, and Y/N stepped inside, her eyes widening in surprise as she took in the sight of her fellow TWICE members. The room fell silent as the girls looked at the young girl, their faces a mix of shock and delight. Jihyo, as TWICE's leader, was the first to recover from her surprise. She rushed over to Y/N, enveloping her in a warm hug while she exclaimed something that caused the maknae to giggle. 

Jihyo - Oh my gosh, you're so cute! 

The other TWICE members quickly followed suit, surrounding Y/N with hugs and affectionate greetings. Dahyun, known for her bright personality, was the next to talk with enthusiasm.

Dahyun - We have the cutest maknae ever now!

Jennie watched the scene unfold, a smile playing on her lips. Her heart swelled with joy as she saw the genuine love and adoration the TWICE members showered upon her little sister. She was grateful for their warm reception, knowing that they would be an invaluable support system for her dongsang. However, as the excitement settled, Jennie couldn't help but notice a playful glint in Momo's eyes. Momo, known for her mischievous nature, stepped forward and smirked.

Momo - Well, Jennie, since Y/N is part of the TWICE family now, shouldn't we take her on a vacation first?

Jennie's eyes widened in mock disbelief. 

Jennie - Oh no you don't, Momo. Y/N is my sister, so of course, we should go on a vacation first!

A mischievous grin spread across Sana's face as she chimed in. 

Sana - I think our newest TWICE member should decide. Sugat, who do you want to go on vacation with first? Your big sister Jennie or us?

Y/N looked at the expectant faces of both groups, her eyes wide with wonder. She hesitated for a moment before breaking into a mischievous smile as she asked a question that made both groups burst into laughter. 

Y/N - Can we all go on vacation together?

Jennie and the TWICE members exchanged amused glances, realizing that they were in for an adventure like never before. As the laughter filled the room, they knew that their bond would only grow stronger with the addition of their sweet youngest. Jennie couldn't contain her excitement as the day of the vacation arrived. She had meticulously planned the itinerary, ensuring that her babygirl would have the time of her life. The anticipation filled the air as the two groups gathered at the airport, their fans sending them off with cheers and well-wishes. As they settled into their seats on the plane, Jennie glanced over at Y/N, who was wide-eyed with excitement. She squeezed her sister's hand, reassuring her that the adventure was about to begin. The members of TWICE, sitting across the aisle, exchanged playful glances, ready for the friendly competition that lay ahead.

The first destination on their journey was a tropical paradise, an island known for its pristine beaches and crystal-clear waters, Jeju Island (no idea if I'm correct guys, just imagine pls lol). The moment they stepped foot on the sandy shores, the TWICE unnies couldn't contain their excitement, immediately running towards the water like a pack of joyful puppies. Jennie, however, had other plans. She grabbed her sister's hand and pulled her in the opposite direction, as she declared with a mischievous smile that she intended to spoil her little sister, towards a luxurious beachside villa she had booked for their stay. 

Jennie - We're going to relax and enjoy some quality time together.

But TWICE wasn't about to let Jennie have all the fun. As soon as they realized what was happening, they formulated a plan of their own. With Momo leading the charge, they mobilised the members and devised a strategy to lure their cute maknae away from Jennie's hands. The next morning, as the sun rose over the horizon, Jennie woke up to find Y/N missing from their shared room. Panic gripped her heart, but just as she was about to launch into a search, she received a message on her phone. It was a picture of Y/N, standing in front of a vibrant marketplace with the TWICE members, each holding a handful of shopping bags. The message read: We've taken our kid on a shopping spree! Catch us if you can! 

Jennie's competitive spirit kicked in, and she raced through the villa, determined to find her sister. The chase was on. Throughout their vacation, the two groups engaged in a friendly rivalry, each competing for Y/N's attention. BLACKPINK would take Y/N on thrilling adventures, from zip-lining through dense forests to exploring ancient temples. Meanwhile, TWICE would whisk her away to amusement parks, indulging her in every delightful treat and thrilling ride. The days turned into weeks, and the laughter echoed across every destination they visited. The bond between the two groups grew stronger, and Y/N found herself torn between the love and attention showered upon her by both BLACKPINK and TWICE. But as the vacation drew to a close, Y/N knew that she didn't have to choose. She had become a cherished member of both groups, and the love they had shown her was immeasurable. She approached Jennie, her eyes shining with gratitude.

Y/N - Unnie, I don't want to pick sides, I love you and my TWICE unnies equally. Can't we all be one big family?

Jennie's heart swelled with pride, and she enveloped Y/N in a tight embrace. 

Jennie - You're right, love. We are one big family, and nothing can change that.

The members of TWICE joined in the embrace, their smiles bright and their hearts full. It was a moment of pure love and acceptance, a testament to the power of music and the bonds it could create. As they bid farewell to the tropical paradise and returned home, BLACKPINK and TWICE knew that their journey was just beginning. Their collaboration had transcended the boundaries of music, forging lifelong friendships and a sisterhood that would endure. From that day forward, Jennie, Y/N, and the members of TWICE became inseparable. They shared laughter, tears, and dreams, supporting each other through the highs and lows of their careers. And whenever they looked back on that unforgettable vacation, they would remember the joy, the love, and the unbreakable bond they had formed, making them have only one thought:

I am proud of our chosen family.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC Lucien’s Sacred Mountain date + calls + moments translation

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

This post contains a detailed spoiler for a date that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

'I know that there must be things in the world that are unknowable.'

'I never set my heart on those illusory protections and blessings, only hoping for those silent bystanders to witness our smooth and winding journey through life.'

'But if there truly is something that can hear the sound of prayers, I hope they can give her a miracle.'

[Pre-Evolve phone call- All path is fortunate]

(T/N: IT’S VERY IMPORTANT TO HEAR THIS CALL FIRST so the date will make more sense)

[Date – Video ver]

(T/N: As always, I always recommend watching the video for a more comprehensive experience. Personally, I really like how tender and affectionate he sounds in this one and the bgm choice is good to set the mood~ Don’t forget to turn on CC!

If the direct video doesn't work - [Use this link]

(Besides, tumblr doesn't allow us to use an old text editor anymore so I can't add up more than 30 pics in this post. Tumblr post alone won't capture the change in background and sprite as usual(for reference I always have like 60+ pic in one post LOL))

[Date – Transcript ver]

[Part 1]

Lucien: MC, how are you?

The whole world is incredibly dizzy; waves of nausea and headaches erode my will, making breathing a little uncomfortable.

I lie in bed in a daze, trying to lift the corners of my mouth under his worried gaze, and I accept the medicine he hands me.

MC: It's just a little bit uncomfortable, but resting for a while should make it better.

MC: As expected, I shouldn't take flights directly next time. A train would be a better option even if it's slower…

After swallowing the medicine, I comfortingly tilt my head against him, feeling his warm fingertips brush against my cheeks and spine, guiding me as I slowly lay back down.

Lucien: (with a trace of guilt in his tone)…I'm very sorry.

MC: What are you sorry for?

MC: This was a decision and journey we both made together. I won't accept you shouldering all the responsibility on your own.

=Flashback Start=

MC: Hehe, this little pig looks even cuter than in the picture!

A month ago, I enthusiastically helped Lucien replace the phone case with a new one I bought for him.

After putting it on, I happily picked up my own phone, leaning against the side of the cabinet, and showed it off to Lucien who was washing dishes.

The two pink and chubby PUPU piglets are symmetrically posed, looking adorable and charming.

Lucien: (chuckle) Your taste has always been quite good.

MC: But if your colleagues see Professor Lucien using such a cute phone case, won't they think you're childish?

MC: Will I ruin your image?

Lucien: Whether it's childish or not, I don't think it can be reflected in a small phone case.

Lucien: Besides, their judgment doesn't hold much significance to me either.

Lucien: Forming the same scenery with another 'little piglet' appears to bring more happiness.

MC: Then let our brilliant Professor Lucien accompany me to be a 'happy little piglet' for a few months~

I couldn't help but laugh and noticed that Lucien's phone suddenly vibrated. A work approval notification popped up on the screen.

MC: It says that your colleague has arrived... take a look.

Lucien: Just go ahead and take a look for me.

He spoke casually, skillfully squeezing some dishwashing detergent onto a dishcloth, and then picking up a plate next to it to continue washing.

Receiving the "instructions," I naturally tapped open the message on the screen.

MC: It seems like a researcher named... Luo Ke wants to apply for a two-day vacation, saying he wants to travel to Tibet…

Lucien: Please approve it for me.

Seeing his familiar attitude, I didn't ask further questions. I simply pressed the "approve request" button silently.

Meanwhile, Lucien blinked slightly, his hand movements slowing down as he seemed to be contemplating something as well.

MC: You're not going to ask a few more questions about such a distant trip?

Lucien: This isn't his first time going there; he must have been there at least... more than ten times.

Lucien: Every time he's waiting for particularly important experimental results or article review feedback, he runs over there.

The last plate was placed in the dish rack, and Lucien wiped his hands. He took the phone and opened someone's social media feed for me.

Over the past few years, there were only a few posts, but almost all of them were various types of snowy mountain landscapes.

Lucien: It's evident that the place must have quite an appealing charm.

Lucien: It's probably indeed a miraculous place…

He paused, his tone tinged with a curiosity born from long-term observation.

MC: So, after he goes there, does he always have positive outcomes?

Lucien: Not necessarily.

Lucien: Moreover, I believe those favorable outcomes within the expected range reflect his dedicated and meticulous work ethic, which significantly reduces errors.

Lucien: However... (chuckle) Many times, science does indeed encounter unforeseeable things.

Hearing him say that, I also became curious.

Our gazes met, and we captured remarkably similar emotions in each other's eyes.

MC: How about we go there too—!

=Flashback End=

MC: But I've been exercising so diligently, taking the oral solution as prescribed, and yet I still got altitude sickness. It's frustrating.

MC: I saved time by taking a plane, only to spend it all on the bed…

Lucien: (chuckle) It's alright, we're not in a hurry to leave. Let's rest a bit more.

He adjusts the pillow, making me lie more comfortably, then leans down to gently kiss the corner of my mouth.

Lucien: Don't worry, I can always be your "oxygen" whenever you need it.

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[Part 2]

MC: I'm revived—!

After a night of rest, I feel much more refreshed the next day.

Lucien: Don't push yourself too hard. If you're feeling uncomfortable anywhere, make sure to let me know promptly.

MC: Got it. Once I get in the car, I'll cling to the oxygen tank.

I smile and sit in the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle that Lucien had rented in advance. Holding a small oxygen concentrator, I playfully shake my head at him.

Lucien also smiles, and we officially embark on our impromptu journey of curiosity.

Because of our unique random drawing system, we aren't heading to various popular attractions.

One of the destinations is Namtso Lake, where Luo Ke often goes, and the other is a snowy mountain selected by me through a random number selection.

The straight highway stretches forward, piercing through the distant expanse of blue sky.

The vast wilderness extends, and large masses of cumulus clouds join the surging herd of cattle, painting an exceptionally magnificent "Running Bulls".

The distant snow-covered mountains gradually impress upon the retina, resembling a distant and graceful maiden. The staggered peaks have been carved with fine craftsmanship, creating soft and graceful diagonal lines.

The deep and light sapphire blue blends from beneath the mountain peaks to above the sky, mingling in the middle and accentuating the pure white with a sense of sanctity.

I can't help but take a breath, letting this indescribable beauty fill my entire field of vision.

MC: When I was watching the video, I could probably guess why someone would choose to come here so many times.

MC: But now I completely feel it.

MC: The scenery on the way to Namtso Lake is also incredibly beautiful!

Lucien: Perhaps I should remind this classmate that our journey has only just begun.

He lightly presses the accelerator, and the vast land in the uninhabited area gradually sheds all its splendor, revealing its simple exterior.

And a vast expanse of blue quickly appears before my eyes.

MC: Are we almost there?

The vast world brings everything close as if it was always this near.

Lucien: Don't rush, there's still some distance to go.

Lucien: The place Luo Ke visited before is now closed, so we need to find another convenient place to stay.

The winding road leads us along the snow-capped mountains, revealing their magnificence even more. We drive alongside them, receiving a sense of being overlooked quietly.

After going through a somewhat bumpy road, Lucien temporarily parks the car on the side of the road and opens the carried drone.

And I carefully step out of the car, the cool and thin air making me slightly breathless, but it doesn't diminish my enthusiasm in the slightest.

While adjusting the frequency of my breaths, I take a few steps toward the vast bay of the lake.

Layer upon layer of mountains stands above the sea of blue, towering into the clouds.

The world seems to have turned into a sacred palette, where the Creator has reserved the purest colors for this place, bringing serenity to all things.

It's an exceptionally wonderful feeling, everything in front of me seems so distant and immense.

And my small self becomes like a grain of sand on a tidal flat, a drop of water in the lake, gazing up and silently embraced within it.

I unconsciously slowed down my breath. I turn my head and notice that Lucien had appeared by my side at some point.

His gaze is distant, reaching toward the far horizon. The subtle snowy backdrop frames him as if it's also blending him into this pure scenery.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, Lucien turns his face and looks into my eyes.

For a moment, neither of us speaks, as if words are the least significant part of our gaze.

His fingertips gently stroke up, like delicately traced kisses.

I don't know if it's because of this ethereal world, but I feel a certain piousness in his touch.

MC: Being able to come here with you and see these landscapes, there's nothing better than this.

Lucien: I should say, it's you who brought this unparalleled beauty to me.

MC: So your sleeping bag is for sleeping directly in the car?

MC: I thought you were only going to use it for a quick nap in the car.

As the sky darkens, after Lucien finds a place to park the car, I watch in surprise as he takes out a spare coat and sleeping bag, then folds down the back seats of the off-road vehicle.

Lucien: (chuckle) That was the original plan. I just changed my mind suddenly.

Lucien: Don't worry, its thickness is enough to keep both of us warm.

MC: I'm not worried about that at all. I was just wondering why Professor Lucien suddenly wanted to change the plan.

He simply smiles and hugs me, both of us slipping into the sleeping bag together.

Lucien: Although we came here out of curiosity, this journey belongs to us.

Lucien: I also want to be with you, to see more of the extraordinary beauty together.

MC: But it's not easy to see the scenery.

The air is chilly, and in the pitch-black darkness, I can't help but snuggle closer into Lucien's embrace.

Lucien: (chuckles) I suppose all beautiful things require sufficient time and effort to gradually form.

Lucien: Regardless, it's a pity that you didn't get to see the sunset at Namtso Lake, and even the stars have hidden themselves.

There's a rare touch of regret in his tone. Thick clouds obscure most of the sky, hastening the arrival of the night.

Outside the car window, there's an absolute silence. The heavy darkness fills the entire scene, not even a single starlight is visible.

It's as if everything has been gathered within this car, with the only exception being the gentle, faint interplay of light and shadows emanating from the car's display screen. The world outside has shut itself off, closing its windows to our view.

MC: But I did get to see such a unique night.

I lift my head from his shoulder with a smile, gazing into the hidden depths of his eyes.

MC: Spending the night like this in the wilderness is quite special too.

Lucien: I'm also glad to share such a miraculous experience with you.

Lucien: Although I've seen many landscapes, this kind of darkness appears especially beautiful.

MC: You're exaggerating. Professor Lucien can come here on his own too, right?

Lucien: (chuckles then speaks in a coquettish tone) It won't be the same.

He hugs me even tighter as if we too have melded together like the night.

Lucien: You have given them real significance, making them a sort of destiny.

Lucien: (softly) I think, there's nothing better than experiencing all of this together with you.

Even though everything is incredibly dark, I seem to see him more clearly, and he seems to see right through me as well.

MC: So many good things have happened around us. Maybe we've been blessed all along.

MC: Do you believe that?

Lucien: There's a possibility for the existence of everything that can't be proven, just as there's a possibility for their nonexistence.

MC: As expected of the rigorous Professor Lucien.

I smile and bury myself deeper into his embrace, feeling his familiar body temperature warming me amid this boundless cold.

MC: Then I hope I can see the miraculous "Golden Mountain" with you tomorrow morning.

MC: I hope that while we whisper our wishes, the snowy mountains can hear them and allow us to witness even more beauty together.

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But the snowy mountains seem to only want to listen to our whispers.

The thick clouds densely conceal the endless expanse of snowy white behind them, and the morning air is bone-chillingly cold.

The thin air forces me to hold onto the small portable oxygen device, shivering while stubbornly keeping my eyes wide open.

The scene in my field of vision is gradually brightening, but it's still a vast expanse of emptiness.

Amidst that magnificent landscape, we haven't witnessed a more wondrous scene.

Many times, the world is simply unreasonable.

MC: What a pity. If we had witnessed the "Golden Mountain" by the shores of Lake Namtso, it would have surely made us feel incredibly lucky.

MC: However, even though Professor Luo Ke has come so many times, he only caught a glimpse of it. And his experimental results still seem to be quite good.

MC: (smiles) So it's no problem, it's not that we have bad luck, we just don't have luck that's good enough.

On the road back, symptoms of altitude sickness paid me another visit.

After taking pain relievers, I lie a little bit dizzily in the passenger seat, my mouth couldn't help but mutter.

Lucien: This kind of randomness is quite interesting too, isn't it?

Lucien: We don't know when or in what circumstances we will encounter the most beautiful scenery.

Lucien smiled and there was no regret in his tone.

In the receding scenery, he looks so serene.

Lucien: The world would seem to be a much less interesting place if human beings could achieve their goals every time they beat their brains out.

MC: But even if not everything goes as planned, wouldn't you feel regret if most of your expectations couldn't be met?

Lucien: For me what's intriguing is the unknown.

Lucien: The outcome is merely a stepping stone toward the next unknown.

Lucien: Moreover... if most expectations aren't met, I believe there are more important things to consider than just feeling regret.

MC: Um?

He turns his head seemingly seriously, there’s a faint teasing glint in his eyes.

Lucien: Perhaps I should consider whether I need to change my job.

Lucien: Because unexpectedly, most of the outcomes have been failures.

I can't help but laugh, and all the unseen regrets are diluted at this moment.

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We chat and laugh all the way, the endless road carrying boundless conversations, accompanied by the clouds floating in the sky.

And I gradually relaxed, enjoying this journey with Lucien more peacefully.

Back at the hotel, we had a good night's sleep. The next day, we woke up early, full of energy, and drove to the next destination.

The number of cars on the road decreases as we go, and the journey becomes bumpier. We are like solitary yet content explorers, walking on a path that belongs only to us.

MC: …Strange, according to the map, the sacred mountain should be nearby, right? Did we take a wrong turn?

After navigating numerous twists and turns, I still haven't spotted our destination outside the window.

Lucien: MC, look up.

MC: Um?

I instinctively lift my head, and a blanket of pure white emerges in grandeur after a turn, suddenly filling the entire horizon.

Snow and clouds shroud the mysterious pyramid-like structure, while the clear sky-blue reflects on the mountain's contours, rendering it incredibly serene and sacred.

But that was just a blink of an eye in our journey.

When the car finally comes to a stop at the base of the outer lake, the world suddenly changes its complexion. Fine snowflakes are whisked into the air between the mountains, swiftly guiding us into a nearby guesthouse.

The room is relatively simple, but it's enough to shelter us from the wind and snow.

There aren't many other guests besides us, and the owner warmly welcomes us, bringing us warm milk.

I lean against the window, and the snow-capped mountains outside are already submerged in clouds and the feather-like flurry, making it impossible to see any features.

Lucien: (chuckle) This classmate might turn into a little snowman.

A gentle touch of fingertips brushes against my brow, smoothing out the creases there.

Afterward, a piece of clothing wraps around me, creating a barrier against the lingering cold air in the room.

MC: If I turn into a little snowman, can I reason with the snowy mountains then?

Lucien: The snowy mountains might not have control over the weather either.

He smiles, wearing a similar ethnic attire that he just gave to me, and nestles beside me.

MC: What is this?

Lucien: The weather grew colder. Although our clothes were warm enough, I borrowed two more pieces of clothing from the owner.

Lucien: Because I hope to be more than just a "guest" here with you.

He brushes aside my hair and helps me fasten the robe and belt.

Lucien: (chuckle) Let me accompany you in becoming a little snowman here.

Lucien: Blizzard or sunshine, it doesn't matter.

Lucien: They are all just a part of our life.

His voice is gentle, falling softly like the snow.

I understand what Lucien means, so I gaze at him for a moment and then immediately raise the corners of my mouth, affectionately tidying his clothes.

Suddenly, I remembered something and took out a ribbon from my backpack.

MC: Then we should try to blend in more with the local customs!

Lucien: When did you secretly buy this?

Lucien: (chuckle) I thought you were resting well the whole time, except when you were with me.

MC: Hehe, since you can take care of renting the car and various matters, it's okay for me to buy a little gift, right?

I smile and ask him to turn around. I gently stroke the soft hair at the nape of his neck.

Strands of silky hair twine around my fingertips, gleaming with a beautiful luster against the snowy backdrop.

MC: Your hair has grown quite long.

Lucien: I hope this little travel preparation will also make you happy.

MC: (laughs) So Professor Lucien even planned for this.

MC: But my preparation is on point too. I specifically learned braiding techniques for this region online.

The ribbon is woven through the small braids at the ends of his hair, and the end of each braid is adorned with a neat little knot tied with beads.

I place the headband on his forehead and hold his cheeks, looking at him repeatedly with a little smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.

Lucien: (chuckles and smiles with curved eyes) Are you satisfied?

MC: Couldn't be more satisfied!

It's as if my smile has infected him too. He then takes out a particularly unique headpiece and ribbons from his own backpack.

MC: How did you…?

Lucien: I can only say that our tacit understanding has always been like this.

He turns my body around, lifting my hair and slipping his fingers through it.

In the distance, the sacred mountain stands serenely, while snowflakes continue to drift down.

Lucien quietly holds and touches my hair.

At this moment, I can't see his face, but there's an incomparably sincere feeling of being touched tenderly and devoutly.

MC: I hope tomorrow will be good weather.

MC: And I can see the special "Golden Mountain" with you.

Lucien: This classmate seems to be more persistent than I imagined.

MC: Because... I want to see all the miraculous things in this world with you.

I lower my head, playing with the crimson bead strings, and surprisingly, I don't feel any urgency. Instead, a sense of tranquility fills me.

MC: Because this is something that only requires luck, just like the Northern Lights we witnessed together back then.

MC: A koi fish, a wonder... it's as if encountering these brings a bit of good luck.

MC: I hope the koi fish always jumps into your arms, and all the good luck can favor you.

MC: Even things that cannot be proven, may they stand by your side.

A pair of arms encircle my waist, gently pulling me back and drawing me into his embrace.

Lucien: (chuckles tenderly) Silly girl.

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The snow and wind continue unabated.

The next day the sky is still filled with snow, and the possibility of seeing a sunrise is unlikely.

My heart is filled with regret, but I still muster my energy and get up. As I consider today's plans, I search for Lucien's figure.

MC: Lucien?

As I push open the door, in this world of pure white, everything comes rushing towards me—

Falling snowflakes, fluttering prayer flags, and the tinkling bells hanging from the yak's neck fill all of my senses all at once.

I stand there in a daze, gazing at those eyes that are as silent as this world, coming towards me from within the snow.

The incessant heavy snow falls onto his Tibetan robe, and he, like a figure from a painting, pulls the reins as the wind blows.

The swaying bells ring melodiously and echo in the mountains as if they are the melody of wind and snow.

Thin golden light bathes the mountain peaks, outlining the continuous undulating contours of the landscape in varying shades.

Like a divine oracle, pointing toward the end of the world.

Lucien: I seem to have heard you calling me.

At that moment, I felt a sense of relief, as if it didn't matter whether I saw the "Golden Mountain" or not.

Because I have already seen the God that came upon my call.

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[Part 4]

So it turns out Lucien went to explore the path ahead while the snow was lighter.

Lucien: I went to the side of the outer lake to take a look, but I still couldn't see much.

MC: It's okay, I think this is fine too.

Watching the swirling snow, I know that there probably won't be much of a chance today, but my mood is particularly relaxed.

MC: Isn't it nice to walk under the snow-capped mountains like this, accompanied by the light snowfall?

MC: And today is also the Qixi Festival. It feels like we're doing something particularly dreamy.

Lucien: I think what's really dreamy is something else.

He smiles and takes my hand, stepping on the light snow, and slowly walking in the mountains.

The world is covered by a layer of white dust, flying, quietly settling, gathering, and extending far into the pure white depths.

Between heaven and earth, there is no constraint in looking up or down.

Round and round, we finally return to the foot of the sacred mountain by the outer lake.

The lake is profound and unfathomable, holding sediments for countless years.

The wind stirs layers of ripples as we gaze across the lake, looking at the mountain hidden in clouds and mist as if looking at the gods hidden behind.

Countless ineffable emotions surge within my heart, leaving me only able to silently experience this brilliance and grandeur.

MC: Indeed, a lot of scenery is best experienced firsthand.

Lucien: I suppose this is probably the essence of traveling.

MC: We'll definitely come back here again in the future, right?

Lucien: Definitely.

Upon hearing his resolute response, I laughed softly.

I reverently place my hands together, raising them to my chest.

At this moment, my heart is tranquil. As I subconsciously pray, Lucien's name naturally appears in my heart.

I hope everything goes smoothly for him, his health remains strong, and he is safe and worry-free.

I hope he will never lose his curiosity about this world.

I hope he will knock on the doors to truth and reach even farther places.

I silently express in my heart; if there are truly unspeakable things in the world, I hope they can hear my wishes in this closest place to them.

Until suddenly, I feel a pair of warm palms covering the back of my hand.

I don't open my eyes, but for some reason, I know he is doing the same thing with me.

Even though I know he doesn't believe in anything, he has also made wishes with me countless times.

But now, will you still pray with me?

What will you pray to them for?

At this moment, everything seems to be quiet, as if wishing to carry the sounds of the world to even more distant realms.

But Lucien doesn't consider himself a believer in prayer.

The world is full of countless mysteries waiting to be explored and answered, and until accurate answers are found, he cares not the names humans bestow upon them.

Gods, heavens, destiny…

Even so, he's not sure of the reason, but there's always an incredibly real feeling of being touched gently and reverently by the girl.

As if cradled within the softness of her heart, embraced in her current prayer.

He feels that he is being blessed and protected.

An immensely heavy emotion burgeons within him at this moment, spreading to every part of his body, making him feel warm all over.

He can't help but close his eyes and press his forehead against the top of her head.

'I know that there must be things in the world that are unknowable.'

'I never set my heart on those illusory protections and blessings, only hoping for those silent bystanders to witness our smooth and winding journey through life.'

'But if there truly is something that can hear the sound of prayers, I hope they can give her a miracle.'

At that moment, he couldn't help but pray.

I slowly open my eyes, meeting Lucien's gaze, and we both break into laughter together.

MC: Lucien, just now the gods have already promised me that they will bless and protect you well.

Lucien: But I feel like I'm already being well blessed and protected by you.

MC: Then you just keep moving forward, you will definitely reach the place you hope for.

A tender kiss lands on my lips, devout and affectionate.

A fleeting moment can be engraved as if it were a thousand years, frozen in the gaze of the snow mountains.

At some point, the wind and snow stopped, and a subtle red tinted the area behind Lucien.

MC: How come the snow has turned red because of you…

As soon as my words fall, both Lucien and I suddenly freeze in place.

As Lucien turns around to reveal a vast expanse of vision, we witness a miracle.

Threads of golden light spill down, burning into the clouds and landing on the finally unveiled mountaintop.

As rows of clouds surge, that magnificent glow spreads across the mountain peak, turning red and then bright, casting a solemn aura over the sacred summit.

That touch of favor from the sun and the divine now fully rests before us.

The golden mountain is so vast, so bright, and even the floating clouds seem to bow their heads in reverence, offering all their respect, leaving only its radiance in the expanse of the sky.

I lost all words, only able to stare blankly at everything before me.

My gaze unintentionally becomes blurred, watching that intense deep red gradually transform into soft red, then quietly fade away.

Until that red light disappears, and the world falls silent once again.

The moment just now felt like a miracle.

MC: Lucien…

I excitedly throw myself onto him. Even though that scene was fleeting, it was enough to make me feel happy.

MC: We've seen it! We've seen the golden mountain!

MC: Something good is definitely going to happen!

He looks towards the mountain peak that has once again disappeared from sight, then looks at me.

He uses his fingertip to gently wipe away the tears in my eyes, then bends down to kiss my cheek, again and again.

In those deep eyes, I see the same emotions.

Sudden travel, random choices, silent scenery... Countless coincidences link together to become some kind of destiny.

Lucien: Probably since a long time ago…

Lucien: You've become my miracle itself.

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[Post-Evolve phone call- Lab Koi]

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[Karma Bonus Moments- Boundless]

Lucien's post: The magic of the world lies in the fact that amidst doubt and disappointment, anything is possible.

MC's reply: So, is it really possible that there's a "god" who can hear all our prayers?

Lucien: Perhaps there is some kind of "rule" that if two people love each other enough, all their wishes can come true.

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Lucien's post: The magic of the world lies in the fact that amidst doubt and disappointment, anything is possible.

MC's reply: But what if nothing happens at all?

Lucien: Then it's just one of the many faces it's showing us.

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Lucien's post: The magic of the world lies in the fact that amidst doubt and disappointment, anything is possible.

MC's reply: I hope that the direction it happens to be in is just the way you expect.

Lucien: I think that even if the world doesn't always align with our wishes, I'll remember your words and calmly navigate through every failure.

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[Lux’s Rambling Corner]

What a very touching date🥺 I literally cried the first time I read them lmao. Both the art and writing of this date are truly exceptional, exceeding all my expectations. Perhaps it’s true that love has the power to create miracles and shape destinies.

I think the date tackle some heavy themes and questions. Are things like Gods or Heavens exist? and whether it's meaningful to pray for them without concrete proof. It also delves into the concept of human insignificance in the vast universe and the limits of our understanding. I believe this date provides satisfying and respectful approach to these questions. Although we can't know the absolute truth about such mysteries, it's perfectly fine to explore various possibilities. Praying or believing in such thing is okay because there's nothing wrong with taking more possibilities with your hand. While our time in this world is short and we might feel insignificant in the universe, it's comforting to follow your heart and make the most of every fleeting moment. Even a fleeting moment can be engraved as if it were a thousand years.

Regarding their interactions and dynamic in this date, the aspect that really struck me was how they view each other as something beyond humans, yet also manage to protect and care for one another in a very human way by praying. MC’s prayer is really touching, because you just can feel how much she just wishes to protect him and make him happy, his prayer even includes her wish for him to continue his curiosity; to find what he’s searching for; and, it’s just- very special you know? Because it shows how much she understands him and loves everything that makes him ‘Lucien’. And against rationality and logic, Lucien prays for her simply because he believes that she deserves all the good things in the world. What she wishes for, if there truly is god in the world, he hopes that god will realize her wish.

Still, the object of his devotion isn't the divine but his beloved. Because in his eyes, it’s her love that’s been blessing and protecting him all this time. This devotion is mutual, and it can be said that they’re each other's 'God' and believer. For her, Lucien is a 'God' that came upon her call, came from the snow and led her to see the golden mountain through wind and snow. While for Lucien, she is his cherished 'God', blessing him and letting him see color, allowing him to appreciate the beauty of the world in its fullest, and his ‘connection’ to the world.

This mutual devotion also shows through the repeated use of the term虔诚 (which translates to 'devout' or 'reverent' or ‘pious’) to describe their touches and I just- *died* everytime PG uses it. In other instances they also humanize the other, grounding them in the reality that they’re also humans that might experience failures and setbacks from time to time, but it’s totally okay of course, after all those are perhaps what makes life interesting. Anyway, this dynamic of humanizing and divinizing each other is a truly special aspect of their relationship and I can’t help but love them more for it.

Besides the aspect that I mentioned above, Lucien taking care of sick MC and their constant setbacks also add more bittersweet touch to this date. Lucien taking care of MC in particular, kind of gives me flashbacks of Distant Similarity UR. Lucien initially takes all of the responsibilities himself and MC reminds him again that he shouldn’t shoulder everything himself never fails to hurt me :”. And their constant setbacks… albeit a bit cliche, it’s also their brand to have angst with a happy ending right- That part when they accept that perhaps it’s simply not their luck to see the golden mountain is really melancholic yet also hopeful. Things might not go as planned, but it’s okay. Because as long as they have each other everything is good and there will always be the chance to try it again next time.

Other than those scenes, their interactions in this date are definitely brimming with sweetness and tenderness, from Lucien being certified love brain™ by letting her to change his phone case into something cute and childish while not caring what his colleagues think, ‘oxygen tank’ lucien (heh-), being two little snowmen together and my little fav scene when they have tacit understanding, it's as if they have this soul-deep connection and are able to communicate heart to heart, when Lucien somehow knows that she will do that and deliberately grow mullet for her to braid. Their mutual gift of headpieces and ribbon... when they braid each other hair, there's this magical feeling when they do that. It's as if they have this soul-deep connection and be able to communicate through heart 🥹.

Truly 10/10 date. I would put it on S tier with no second thought. If you read until this far- thank you so much for reading ahah. Hopefully y'all enjoy this date as much as I do~

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𝐀 𝐒𝐡𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 & 𝐀 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐

Pt: One Three | Prince Phillip III x Reader | Request

(A/N) I changed it from adopted dad to step dad since it made more sense to me! hope that's alright!

WC: 1001

Many months had passed by since you were revealed to the public eye. The news had revealed that you lived in Amber Beach, California, but you hadn't really thought much about that. Your relationship with Phillip had only grown stronger since you were exposed. Many fans made fanpages about you and posted regular updates on your relationship. Phillip seemed a lot more confident when being out with you, even kissing you more in public. However, he was always cautious not to be too affectionate as he didn't want you to become uncomfortable due to your shy nature.

In recent days, there had been a paparazzi picture of the two of you walking in the park by the café whilst holding hands. The fanpages went crazy and it was uploaded on every single fanpage. In every repost, it would mention the location of where the two of you had been spotted. Nobody thought much of it except one person.

It was a quiet day in the café, meaning you didn't have to be working up in the café and were just chatting with Shelby, Riley, and Phillip in the base. You had your head rested on his shoulder until Tyler walked down into the base. He was still wearing his apron and was clearly still on his shift. "Hey, um, (Y/N)?" You nodded before he continued. "There's a guy asking for you upstairs, tall, brunette, pretty muscular. I'm pretty sure he's a cop." You furrowed your brows, racking your brain for someone you knew with that description. You were suspicious of who it might be but decided you'd go up. Phillip could tell you were slightly unnerved and decided to go with you.

As you got up to the café and, Tyler pointed out the man who had requested to see you. You gasped and ran over to the man. "Dad!" You shrieked and threw yourself into his arms. "(Y/N)!" The man said in response, tightly wrapping his arms around you. The team gasped. They had never met your stepdad before since the two of you lost contact very long ago.

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Tyler had only met your stepdad once or twice, but your adopted dad had also gone missing whilst on a mission a few years after he had married your mom. Your mom was heartbroken after your dad had passed away, and your stepdad had disappeared, so I didn't marry again afterwards. Your stepdad was a role model to you and gladly took over the role of 'father' in your life. He never planned to replace your bio dad but rather be there as a father figure for you. Someone to be there for you as you navigated through your teen years. Except your time together was cut short. Shortly after you turned twelve, he had to go on a mission. Your stepdad had become a cop when he was twenty and regularly went on missions. It was pretty routine, so when he had to leave on a mission, you hugged him goodbye. That was the last you ever saw of him. He didn't come back. The cops told you that he had gone missing during the mission, and you were distraught. You had lost both of your father figures.

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Now, six years later, he was back. You were overjoyed to be able to see your stepdad again. He kissed your hairline. "I missed you, pumpkin." You pushed your face into his shoulder. "I missed you too, dad." He couldn't help but smile at you still calling him dad. "How did you find me?" You asked, curious as to how he tracked you down. "Well, when I saw the news that you were dating the prince of Zandar, I began keeping up with all the fanpages. I saw the pictures of you in the café and you on a walk in the park the other day. That was enough for me to gather that you worked here and were still in Amber Beach. It was also the perfect time for me to be able to come visit you." You smiled, he had taken all that time to come see you after six years. He pulled back slightly from the hug, taking in your appearance. "God, you're so grown up." You laughed softly at this. The rangers had decided to keep working on their shifts and leave you and your stepdad to have some time alone.

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You had a long day with your stepdad and knocked out in bed not long after. Whilst you were talking to your dad, you discovered he was also a ranger. You recommended to him that he talk to Kendall about it later on, and he did just that. After you had knocked out, he went down to the base to talk to Kendall about perhaps joining the team. The rest of the team was also in the base, just talking. After they had finished their talk, your dad had asked to speak with Tyler and Phillip. He took them outside and began to talk. "Listen, I can't even express how much I appreciate the two of you taking care of (Y/N). Tyler, even when you were kids, you always took such good care of her and still do. Phillip, I'm so glad that you are the one she chose. You make her so happy, and I can tell you really do love her. Thank you both. So much. Thank you for making my girl so happy and taking such good care of her. I can't wait to get to know the two of you better." Tyler and Phillip couldn't help but smile at his speech. He shook both of their hands before going back into the base.

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You were on a walk with Phillip again, and you couldn't help but notice just how much he was smiling. You giggled lightly, "What's got you so happy?" He looked over at you, "Oh, it's nothing. You and your dad are just so alike."

"Well, what can I say? Like father, like daughter."

[firefly--bright]

Hi there! Saw your drabble prompts, and if I may, could I request one for Jean Kirstein using the prompts 2 and 5?

like the movies.

jean kirstein x gender neutral! reader (modern au)

summary : Jean's niece is a sweet handful. thankfully, jean has an extra pair of arms to help him.

prompts : (2) "you do have a stupid face" & (5) "i really do love you"

a/n : hi! again, so sorry for replying so late :/ i didn't know what genre you wanted this to go to, so i decided for fluff :D hope you like it anon! thank you for requesting <3

tagging : @mrsnobodynobody @holding-ishu-and-a-book

masterlist is linked in pinned post! ✿ requests are open! ✿ enter my taglist ✿

! i dont know the credits to the art in the middle so please lmk if you do so i can credit them!! i found it on Pinterest. !

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the weekend couldve gone way better than it was going right now - Armin had invited you and jean to the beach as a double date with him and Annie - but no, instead you and jean decided to take on babysitting duties for jean's niece. it was a nice offer from Armin, one that you were currently mourning, but you were also looking forward to babysitting Sophia.

jean wasn't. he whined and begged for you to reconsider, saying that even if he loved Sophia with all his heart, he'd much rather relax and take a swim in the ocean than clean up after a toddler's mess.

but, here he was, cleaning up after a toddler's mess, as the said toddler clung onto his calf, rendering jean's leg useless.

jean sighed, "can you please not treat me like a tree?" he asked, trying to pry Sophia's hands from their death grip on his leg.

she giggled and shook her head, like she knew what she was doing to her uncle.

you tried not to smile at his state, biting back a laugh that would match that of Sophia. jean noticed, because of course he did, and let out an exasperated sigh, rolling his head back. you were sure he said "not you too," but you ignored it, letting a laugh escape from your lips.

taking pity on him, you clapped your hands together, rubbing them as you spoke, "who wants to build a blanket fort?"

the question seemed to get a reaction from Sophia, as she immediately seperated herself from jean and made her way towards you, opting to stick to your legs instead.

you smiled as she chanted "me!" over and over again, scooping her up in your arms. she fit right in your embrace. you straddled her on your hips, and she made herself comfortable against you, resting her head on your shoulder. Julie had warned you as such, that her daughter was affectionate by nature, and seeing as though she somehow immediately took a liking to you, you were no exception to her personality.

you combed your hand through the top of her head, smoothing out her blonde hair; something she took after her father. jean walked towards you with her favourite stuffed toy in hand - a red and white stripped sock bunny that jeans mother had made for her, adorned with a pink scarf and a cute buttoned nose.

"how is it that you like them more than me?" jean asks, but he has a small smile playing at his lips. it's a teasing question, one that Sophia knows too well. she smiles sweetly, lifting her head up to look at him.

"they have a nice face," she says, and while her tone and smile are innocent, her body posseses the type of pride that only the Kirstein siblings have. you guess its genetic as you adjust her on your hip so she sits more comfortably, smiling. you look at jean too, brows raised in a challenge as well, showing him the satisfying win of having his neice on your side.

jean gasps in faux offense, placing a hand on his chest and scrucnhing his face up, "and I don't?"

Sophia laughs and shakes her head, laying her head on your shoulder again. "you have a stupid face." she says, laughing.

you try not to laugh, you really do. Evey nerve in your body is telling you to laugh, but you don't, and your brows raise so high that you're surprised that they hadn't merged into your scalp. your lips are pursed in an attempt to silence your laughter.

jean sports a similar expression, but his lips aren't pressed together. quiet the opposite, his mouth gapes at Sophia, blinking slowly.

all that can be heard are Sophia's laughs, her little body shaking on your shoulder as she does.

"who taught you that?" jean asks, but he's not angry. you don't think he'd ever be angry at her. Sophia had a soft spot in jeans heart, and he fit his role of being a doting uncle perfectly.

"uncle Connie did!" she exclaims from your shoulder, and you can't take it anymore as you, too, burst out laughing. your shoulders shake with Sophia's and jean has to bite back a smile himself, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

"of course he did," you say in between giggles of your own.

jean makes up his mind to never let Connie near sophia ever again. having Connie as a childhood friend meant that for the longest time, jean thought that babies were born from eggs because Connie spewed his nonesense about it. and here he was again, spewing nonesense to his neice, who was now making her demands about how exactly she wanted her blanket fort. you nodded to her plans with the most serious face Jean had ever seen on you.

jean exhaled an affectionate smile.

"I'm going to get a start on lunch," he said, escaping from the scene before his heart would squeeze itself to his death. sure, he'd been in love with you for close to three years now, give or take, but it didn't stop his heart from fluttering like it did from the little things you'd unknowingly do.

and to think he was ever worried about you not loving him. he was so stupid, he thought, as he pulled out a package of pasta from the pantry, setting the water to boil and getting started on the sauce prep, just like his mother taught him before he left for college. it seemed so long ago now, jean as a seventeen year old fumbling over the stove, struggling to make the perfect omlete for his mother. how he grew to make those omletes so perfectly that he could probably do it in his sleep. how he grew to feed it to you that one night you fell sick, how he grew to eat it with you in your shared kitchen as the first meal you'd have in that home.

and how the both of your grew to make the apartment just that - your home. you decorated and personalised the walls and surfaces until you couldn't anymore, all of the unprofessional wall painting mishaps being covered up by some photo frame or landscape painting. he was sure your handprint graced the wall of the master bedroom in the wrong colour, which jean had found and laughed at for hours because how could you make such a noticable mistake in the boldest green paint he'd ever seen?

you ended up covering the mark up with a dresser, but not before jean painted his own hand with a brighter, almost neon, green that jean bought just for this, and printed his neon green hand right next to yours.

you arranged the coffee table and barstool chairs in the most optimal way for a blanket to be draped over top of it, as Sophia skipped to your room and grabbed the fluffiest pillows she could find. after the space had been sufficiently fortified with a layer of blankets, you pulled out the electric fan that was burried deep in your cleaning closet.

"told you I'd find a use for the fan," you said, and jean smiled even though his back was turned to you as he chopped some veggies. you both knew you didn't think you'd find a use for that shitty fan, and you only packed it with you because it had been with you through everything - your childhood room's desk, then your first dorm room's desk, and then on your second dorm room's bedside table.

you dusted your hands off, making an exaggerated action to wipe the sweat off your forehead. Sophia copied your action, mumbling a "whew!" and placing a hand on her hip, and action that you were sure she got from her mother. you smiled at her, "why don't you go check up on if jean needs your help? I'll decorate your castle till then, princess." you say, bowing your head to her as she nodded and skipped off to the kitchen.

you somehow fished out the fairy lights you had stuffed in the depths of your closet, one that you only used for special occasions. snapping the batteries into place, you turned it on to make sure they still worked, which, to your relief, they did. they were a bit old, and the wire that connected the tiny bulbs was thin enough to make you worried that it would break easily.

setting up the fairy lights inside the blanket fort, you fluffed the pillows that were placed on the floor, slipping into the kitchen after placing everything up.

if you weren't smiling before, you were definitely smiling now, seeing the warm scene play out infront of you.

jean was straddling Sophia on his hip like you were doing earlier, one of his arms supporting her weight. the other arm was creating a pretentious artwork in the name of "presentation" with the food. he explained every step he was doing to make the dish look perfect, placing a spoonful of excess sauce, dragging it to create a tail, gloating with a "ta-daa!" after he was done. Sophie clapped at that, making grabby hands for the spoon. jean handed it to her with a smile, using his large hands to guide her much smaller ones to create the perfect swoop for each of the two remaining plates. he then showed her how to sprinkle pre-shred parmesean on the plate in a way that it gracefully fell on the heap of pasta. Sophia did the exact opposite, piling the parmesean instead of sprinkling it, but jean laughed and offered her a celebratory high-five nonetheless.

your heart skipped a beat as you leaned against the kitchen's door frame, smiling softly.

jean most definitely had a soft spot for his niece. his smile was wider, warmer, softer. his eyes shone with pride as he pressed a small, gentle kiss to Sophia's forehead. it made your heart squeeze in your chest affectionately.

jean turned around, finally noticing your presence at the kitchen door. he smirked, "look who's stalking us, soph." he said, nodding at you. you held your hands up in mock surrender, entering the threshold of the kitchen.

"guilty as charged." you said, glancing down at the plates as if your didn't see them being prepared.

"who made our plates look this beautiful?" you asked, looking at Sophia, who raised her hand, "me! i did!"

"they're perfect, Sophie, almost too pretty to eat." you say, booping her nose. she laughed, "but you have to eat it!"

"well if you insist," you say, grabbing the plates and placing them on a tray. "come on, the fort's ready for your highness," you say, and jean let's her down to wander into the living room exitedly.

he pressed a kiss to your temple, and you smile at him as you exit the kitchen, jean following behind with a couple glasses balanced in his hands.

the three of your made yourselves comfortable on the now cushioned ground, and soon enough the food completely disappeared from the plates. Sophia thoroughly enjoyed her food, proven by her now sleeping body that leaned on jean's side. tangled was still playing on the tv, Rapunzel looking at the lake, Eugene looking at her, a scene you recreated in your own way as you looked at jean, his eyes still locked on the tv. tangled was, ironically, his favourite movie, and even if he claimed it was because he looked similar to Eugene, you knew it was because he was a hopeless romantic at heart. he probably had the entire script of the movie memorized by now, considering how many times he had seen it since it got released.

"i can feel you staring," he says in a hushed tone so as to not wake Sophia up.

you hum. "you do have a stupid face." you whisper out.

he looks at you now, abandoning his favourite scene in favour of your face. he scoffs, but smiles right after. "would it kill for you to compliment me?" he asks, a question he already knows the answer to.

you smile back, rolling your eyes. "you didn't let me finish the sentence."

he breathes out a gentle laugh, "there was more to that?"

"yes, you idiot." you say, turning your head to the screen of the tv again, and Rapunzel is pushing the floating lantern towards the sky now. you lean into jean's arm, your head sitting perfectly on his bicep. "i was gonna say you have a stupidly pretty face, but okay, you just hate me." you claim dramatically, shrugging with a smirk.

jean laughs again, "you-" but before he can say anything, Sophia stirs from his side. he gently lays her head on his lap, where she gets comfrtable almost immediately. the song swells, and Rapunzel and Eugene are looking into eachother's eyes, and you understand why Sophia is currently knocked out on jeans lap, snoring cutely. the pasta combined with the movie was making you close your own eyes.

you give into your temptations. the floor is comfortable, and jean's warmth is enough to relax you completely. your head rests on his arm and jean smiles down at you, taking in your closed eyes.

you always fell asleep after the song ended, even though that was when the real suspense started. he smiled gently, placing a kiss at the top of your head.

"i really do love you," he whispers, even though he knows you aren't awake to hear him or coherent enough to reply. "more than you'd ever know."

Julie unlocked the apartment later that night, using the spare key you had given her, and before she could call out to her daughter and cousin brother, she was stopped in her tracks, seeing the three of you sleeping peacefully.,jean's head rested on yours, Sophia cuddled up on her uncle's lap with her sock bunny.

Julie decided she'd tease the hell out of her brother later.

she'd take a picture of this first, she thinks.

[os2-warp]

06-05-2024 - Sachi and Eichi, my Hanazuki FCs

Hi guys these are my Hanazuki FCs have had them and been drawing them for a while just not much actually presentable and I am kind of scared to post about fan-characters publicly in any capacity (< Has trauma* from being on the bad side of dA as a kid). The first pic is their day-to-day regular outfit and the second is a random example of clothes they would wear on stage. But I hope you like... A bit of a lot so I'm putting their info under the cut. Also, yes, if you like them enough to, you have my full permission to draw them, as long as you tag me in it so I can see :3c

*Not actual trauma, I am solely exaggerating for comedic effect

These two are Eichi and Sachi and they are relatively popular new wave/synthpop idols. Actually they are not twins or siblings but they both used to be one moonflower. After some kind of event they absolutely refuse to speak about (and get angry when asked) they split into two. There's a ton of weird rumors going around about them both because of this and of how reclusive they are outside of on stage. They both share memories up to when they split and they can communicate telepathically (Nobody except them knows this though).

Their moon: A popular rich-people-touristy-destination place even before they were born. Their moon's dark side is much larger than it's light side and there's a lot of "nightlife"y places on their moon, like clubs, casinos, motels, etc. Also a bunch of metro stations and stuff like that. There's not a lot of other moonflowers that live on their moon though it's mainly just tourist traps and typical big city stuff. They live in a big fancy mansion and travel with a motorcycle that can like fly and stuff. The majority of the treasure trees they have grown are purple and light blue/teal.

Their little critters: Based off Siamese cats, two of each colour. They help them when they make music by doing things like using their tails as a metronome and meowing in harmony to help them keep the tone of their singing and stuff... and they can even play instruments on stage but that is a team effort. Usually though they just act like normal Siamese cats being very affectionate and playful and vocal and stuff.

Personality: They are egotistical dickbags suffering from a massive case of chuunibyou (in the "delusions of grandeur and being more unique than everyone else" way not the "thinking they have magical powers" way). They aren't very rude outwardly but they just give off an air like they definitely think you're lower than them when you speak to them and it kind of pisses you off after a while. When they talk to people outside of during public appearances (which is very rare) they like to tell random lies to people and tease/provoke them and play borderline rude pranks just for the fun of it, they are mainly apathetic about most people and just see others as fun things to play around with moreso than actual living beings. They are almost completely incapable of seeing others as equals. And they call others "plebians" a lot. Living in near complete isolation with nobody except them and their little critters to interact with (outside of onstage and during interviews and stuff) they are very socially stunted and a bit loopy. People think the way they act during public appearances is just some kind of play they put on for the audience but no they are actually like that. They say stuff like "Being an idol is a public service, so make sure to thank us properly, 'k?". They like computers (I think all pooters in the Lunaverse are like big boxy CRTs and big heavy towers, and only big fancy rich people have them) and old games and modular synths and whatever the Lunaverse equivalent of the 1980s is. Both of them are massive nerds who like dumb nerd shit. And they get really defensive about said dumb nerd shit. Also are both extremely into "kitsch" aesthetics. They like to put on a big show on stage/in public and be kind of corny. They would never admit it but they wish they had friends other than each other. They get reformed/become a bit nicer later on. Which I don't feel like writing it all down even though I have ideas both because I feel it may be a bit " Cringe " and this post is already horribly long, maybe in a future post if people are interested, idk, how long are people's attention spans nowadays, has anyone even actually read this far... but I digress.... But basically they meet the gang and take a liking to specifically Kiyoshi, they are really really nice and sweet to Kiyoshi and call him "Little Prince" always instead of his actual name and treat him almost like one would treat a pet, but to everyone else they are as written above. And they're just kind of assholes in a subtle way, and they tell so many lies, enough to make Maroshi dislike them. Kiyoshi notices this, doesn't like it, tells them as much, somehow bribes them to get them to be nicer to everyone, "If you are nice to my friends for two weeks straight I will [give you something], [go back to your moon and play with you exclusively for a while], [etc]". And they do it just to get whatever Kiyoshi is offering them. But then after the two weeks are up they actually genuinely really take a liking to everyone, of course they are still really narcissistic, and still slip up with lying sometimes, and aren't good with discerning boundaries and what is considered nice and what is rude, but they are mostly nice now, and genuinely enjoy spending time with everyone now.

Also as a reward for reading thus far here is a reward for you, two random fun facts: Sachi likes being called "onee-chan" and Eichi stomps his feet when he's mad. If you read this long leave a comment please!!! Thank you

[bluebeary-jay]

Hello! First, I wanted to tell you how much i love your writing. It’s not just that I love it, it’s that I giggling, feet kicking the air and warmth filling my chest love it. You truly have a way with words and your characterization of Joel and Ellie are on point. This is why I feel like you’d be the perfect writer for the request I have. It’s not really defined, leaves a lot of room for imagination but I hope it will inspire you somehow (I also got the idea from some post I saw around but I can’t remember where oopsie)

It would be set in Jackson. Reader, Joel and Ellie have settled in and everything is doing great, they’re safe. For the first time in years (well, for Reader and Joel) they have access to luxuries they lost in the outbreak. They have warm clothes, a house, a community and good food at every meal. But all these luxuries come with certain changes and Joel is the first one who notices that not being constantly on the move and eating properly has…consequences. And although he isn’t a really insecure person, he can’t help feeling a bit bad about himself: he’s already older than Reader and now he isn’t as fit as he used to be? But of course, Reader doesn’t care because all that “extra” weight only means that her man is healthy, he isn’t starving himself and counting rations. And also, she loves his dad bod, honestly. He’s all warm and cuddling with him just feels cozy and nice. But she understands that he has his insecurities so when she notices he isn’t feeling too great about himself, she doesn’t shy away from voicing her feelings more often and being even more affectionate than she was before (she already was but she makes sure to show some more love because our man is touch-starved and craves his girl’s attention)

But to sum up: a bit of insecure Joel who receives all that love he deserves but doesn’t get 🥲

Thank you very much! 💛

Oh god okay FIRST OF ALL

Darling I'm HONORED that you entrusted me with your incredible request 🥺💖🥹 I really really really hope you're still here and will be able to read what I came up with!

I remember the exact moment I read your ask, I was with my family and had to exit the room because I almost cried, what you described as giggling feet-kicking warm-filling is the exact same thing I feel when I read other people's amazing fics and to see that you feel this way about my writing is insane 😭😭💖💞🥺💖

My heart is really aching even now when I reread your ask almost a month later, you're so sweet and I very much hope I did your request justice 💖

[inklessletter]

Hello!

I hope, this message finds you in good health and a pleasant day will follow after it. I guess, I just wanted to say thank you?

I opened your blog thanks to your works (absolutely stunning, by the way; I especially like the way you work with light and how the poses and facial expressions of the characters are fused into a soft mood, an atmosphere of great delicacy, almost elusive magic), but I was struck by what a pleasant, amazing and wonderful person you are besides that.

Of course, I can't claim to know you. But know, that sometimes these glimpses of your personality and worldview in your posts feel as good as a cup of the best coffee in the city you are passing through, like the most affectionate cat in white socks, which you will never see again, but who let you pet him, and like a fantastic song performed by a street musician that disappears the next morning. Something so brief, but beautiful. And at such moments, I believe, you remember, that you love people and love life. So, thank you.

Can only wish for you to stay true to yourself, always find pleasure in creativity and have the opportunity to love and be loved. If sometimes the first one seems difficult – go and find that coffee, that cat, that musician, I know that the beauty in the world will respond to your beauty. If the latter seems impossible, remember that there are probably dozens more people like me – a little bit charmed by you.

I apologize in advance for possible mistakes, I'm not a native speaker.

Goodbye!

Not gonna lie, I don't really want to answer this because I want this in my inbox for ever, so I can look at it anytime I want to, but that's selfish, I need to tell you, Anon, that if you spread this kind of love, this kind of positivity, I need to get back to you, even if I don't know who you are.

Honestly, I don't really know how to answer this message. Anon, this was probably one of the most wholesome, heart felt things I've ever been told. This is just so, so beautiful, and I'm struggling with the fact that I might not have a mental lexicon that I can use to express how this has made me feel. My presence has never been compared to a stray cat allowing you to pet them, or your favorite song perfectly performed for you just once in your life.

You nailed one thing about this, and this is the feeling I constantly attempt to address in people. That's what I want to be, ephemeral joy, someone that made something that made you smile today. I have never told this, like, publicly, but as silly as it may sound, a few years back I used to join to random chats and just talked to people, because I know what it feels to not being able to talk openly to anyone. So I became that anon, that faceles, nameless entity that helped them spill out whatever was stuck in their chests. When they started asking for my socials, I just knew it was time to jump to another random person. Didn't want to be found, didn't want to run into that person anymore because my job was done. Fleeting nice encounter, nothing more.

Your message has just struck me in the best way. Thank you so, so much for your great words and your loving feelings and wishes. Just by the way you write I can see that you're a beautiful soul that know how to find joy and I love that for you, because you too know how to give back that joy you find. That's a talent, and that's beautiful, and that's what keeps my faith alight.

There's good in the world, there's good in people, and this message is proof of that. I will remember that someone thinks of me as the best coffee in town, and as an affectionate stray kitten, as a favourite song, whenever I feel like I am worth nothing. I will remember this.

I will remember you, even if I don't know you.

Thank you so much, I hope you have the best life.

PS: I'm not a native English speaker either, but your message was flawless.

[natasha-in-space]

So ive a small request (im the same anon who sent you the prompt of yoosung being in a relationship with a big man) can you please write a one shot about the dinner his family (yoosung's)has arranged for him and his new boyfriend.

Also ngl i keep on imagining the mc taking a selfie with yoosung and his family and its giving Gulliver in Liliput (cuz MC is already very tall and big and yoosung's family are all pretty short people)

Link to the first post!

"You don't have to be so shy, you know. They prepared this dinner for us. I know it's a bit nerve-wracking, but they mean well."

Yoosung was able to sense that MC was feeling rather anxious. It was clear as day to him, really. From his tensed up shoulders to the way that his eyes wouldn't leave his plate, unless he was being spoken to directly. And, Yoosung could relate. Hell, if it was another way around, he knew for sure that he would be a sweating nervous wreck himself. It's always nerve-racking to meet your partner's family. Especially so when your situation is not a conventional one.

But, that's the reason why they were together.

Yoosung was fully aware that his family would need some time to come to terms with and accept his new relationship with MC. Especially his parents and older relatives. His mother didn't have to throw a giant fit for him to understand that she had some very deep rooted reservations that she was simply trying to tiptoe around, but ultimately failing. It was an awkward learning process for them all. To be fair, throughout it all, his sister was a great help in particular. Although she may tease him occasionally, he knew that she was a significant factor in his parents ultimately accepting his love for MC.

Maybe she was the one who suggested arranging this family dinner for them in the first place. He wouldn't rule out the possibility of that happening. Regardless, he was grateful for her help.

MC has shifted slightly in his seat, shooting him an anxious but deeply thankful look. He sighed. "I know... I just don't want to mess this up."

"-You won't." Yoosung reassured him, reaching under the table to take hold of MC's hand and squeeze it confidently. He smiled, hoping to relieve some of his boyfriend's anxiety. He may have been broad and bulky in body, but his heart was as soft as you could get. Another lovely thing about MC that he couldn't wait for his family to see. "You're doing great. Besides, I'm right here. We got this. Together."

He was relieved to see the corners of MC's mouth twitch into a small smile, and he leaned in for a quick nuzzle that left his heart racing. Yoosung knew he was too shy to get too affectionate with each other in front of everybody like that, and he didn't mind it all that much. MC showcased his love and appreciation for him in small but meaningful ways that he has come to learn by heart now.

Despite the awkwardness the rest of the dinner was full of, it was still very sweet. His parents were clumsy, clearly very anxious about not making the wrong impression, and kind of overbearing. But, they were trying. And, it was obvious that they were eager to start things off rightfully this time around. Despite their occasional bizarre but amusing remarks. The good intention was present, and it was uplifting to witness. In a way, his parents were just as anxious as MC was. Something that Yoosung couldn't help but point out with a slight good-natured giggle.

This time around, his mother made sure to get to know MC as a person by asking questions about his life, family, hobbies, and even his favorite food. Yoosung could predict that that one was meant to be a surprise: a tasty gift from her in the future.

His mom wasn't very subtle, though.

Ut was while everyone was just getting ready to clean up the table, when MC suddenly perked up and spoke louder than usual.

"Oh, we should take a picture!"

A quick pause filled the dining room, as everyone was clearly quite surprised to hear a usually very soft-spoken and reserved MC exclaim something with such a booming frequency, even Yoosung included. As MC cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck in a sheepish manner, his face flushed bright red shortly after. "I mean... before we all clean up. If everyone agrees, of course."

His usual softer tone was back now, much to everyone's amusement.

Yoosung and his sister couldn't help but laugh at that, as she found it just as amusing and endearing as Yoosung did. Despite this, he wished to aid his partner before he would become a big embarrassed tomato. He got up from the table, clasping his hands together to redirect everyone's attention onto himself, a tactic he would use often whenever MC got a bit overwhelmed. "I bet my mom would have dragged us all for a family photo eventually, anyways! I'll go get the camera."

Of course, due to his mother's meticulousness in ensuring everyone looked good at the photo, they all had to spend an additional thirty minutes being manipulated by the older woman as if she were a professional director. Yoosung is familiar with the occurrence, but it is definitely more amusing when MC encounters his mom's quirks for the first time. Funnily enough, his mom has barely made any criticisms against him, mostly making Yoosung be the one to change his position a dozen times over.

It looks like MC has gotten into her good graces after all.

Once the long-suffered perfect picture was completed, everyone was left laughing good-naturedly over MC's broad build ending up above every family member at the table, including Yoosung's father. His mom even joked about inviting MC over to fix their broken closet for them, since his dad couldn't reach the top of it without a stool. Needless to say, his dad wasn't impressed, much to everyone's amusement.

Relaxing and enjoying the family banter without any reservations was a pleasant experience for them both. A positive beginning to a new life of experiences for all of them.

[emeritus-fuckers]

Ooooh a match-up event! I've never submitted for something like this, so im very excited...

1. Hey, I'm Jay! I am a 28 y/o Transmasc Non-binary, He/Him/They. Im Achillian Biromantic AceFlux (I'm Bi, with a heavy preference towards men. I love my men twinky and sassy and my women strong. Also my sexuality I joke is [Under Construction]-) and I am a bottom leaning switch.

2. Papas and Ghouls!

3. I am 5'10" (average to tall height depending on who you ask), I am heavy, with long lashes and brown eyes and short curly brunette/blonde hair (It looks brown most of the time but I've been old its technically blonde?) My hair is short around the back and sides and fades into being longer and fluffy on top. My preference for dressing ranges from Soft Boi to Victorian.

4. I consider myself a Soft Boi (tm). Im a fun mix of opinionated and full of anxiety. If I trust you, I'll talk your ear off, otherwise I assume you do not want to hear me- I'm the type of person who matches energies for the most part. If you're excited, I'm excited! If your chilling, I'm chilling. I am always ready and wanting to lend a helping hand and show my love through physical touch and acts of service. My friends also say I am a humanized Golden Retriever.

5. I love to draw, I actually have a degree in illustration! I hope to one day be able to work as a full time freelance artist! I also love to roleplay, and I love Dungeon's and Dragons. I also love video games, Books (queer romance is my favorite genre, which is expanded 10 fold for space or fantasy pieces). My music taste is hard to pin down, but I usually go to Musical Theatre/Show tunes and then like pop punk / pop rock (My 3 top bands are Ghost, Mariana's Trench, and 3 Days Grace if that helps).

6. Other Trivia. I am AuDHD. Im messy but organized. My favorite animals are Dogs (Golden Retrievers especially) and Foxes. I am a maximalist who holds onto everything, very sentimental in that regard. I work as an Admin (Fancy Secretary).

Thank you in advanced!

This post is part of the 1000 followers match up event. Entries for the event are now closed.

Your match is...Phantom

Phantom is so sweet, you can't help but trust him. Xey saw you and just kinda ran over to you. It was practically jumping up and down on the spot he was so excited to meet you properly and talk to you.

They are very chatty and then you started opening up and talking more. You just kinda chat away happily all day.

Swiss fondly says you are both like puppies, golden retriever puppies. He'll often say this while patting Phantom on the head and then grinning at you.

You both show your love through physical touch. Phantom is very affectionate. Xey'll crawl onto your lap on an evening and just kinda stay there. Cuddling you and kissing you.

It'll nuzzle into you and want to stay like that all night. If you try and get up he'll give you puppy dog eyes and kiss you some more. You have to point out to them that you just want to go and lie down in bed with him. It practically sprints past you and jumps into bed before holding you close to xem.

He will also kiss you a lot, at any point any time. If it sees you they will run over and kiss you.

If xey see you drawing he'll kiss your neck and face as encouragement then try and leave you be for a bit. It thinks your art is amazing and they want to support you in anyway he can.

~

Written by Nyx edited by Jez

[darkpunkrocker]

Hey, Mun Do you have any advice in writing Sidney for a fanfic?

//Well first of- Holy shit thank you? I'm glad you like how I write Sidney enough to send this 👉👈🥺 I would also love to see your fic if you do finish and post it!

//Anyway, Well it sorta depends on how you want your version of Sidney to be! I basically take inspiration from ORAS and masters dialogue, which you can actually fine here [Link]. Other than that, because there's not a lot of info on him, I also go HEAVILY by my own HCs, Which I'll put under a readmore! (It's a lot so be warned.)

OOC:

My Sidney is from Virbank, Unova, hence the heavy New Jersey accent (which is fun to write~) I got inspo for his accent from Here, Here (smoking tw), and Here. He's also Omnisexual and technically cis, but doesn't really give a fuck about gender other than that. I also basically channel a bit of Tulio and Miguel from Road to El Dorado. Random, but they're so fucking funny and dorky, yet try and act suave and mysterious. ANYWAY-

He comes off as very boisterous and can have an attitude, depending on who's talking to him, how and why. In reality, he's actually a nice guy, loyal friend, a total dork, and a sweetheart. He's not afraid to stand up for himself and others, and would probably fight someone if they were fucking with any of his loved ones. His battling style is very offensive, meaning he's all about attack and power over buffers and defense, and in away I think this also shows through his personality too.

When he was younger he was a "problem child", mostly because of his... shitty home life and parents, and got into trouble A LOT. Even slept a couple nights in jail as a teen. Much like Grimsley, he enjoys casinos and gambling, although he's not as "addicted" as his friend is. However, rather than card games (besides poker), he enjoys mostly dice and roulette games instead. He also enjoys playing pool at bars (usually against Glacia and Drake) but will also play with whoever wants to.

He's very supportive of young trainers, and will go out of his way to give them advice and give them battling tips. He sees himself in a lot of kids and teens, and is actually very patient and kind towards them, especially if he suspects they live a life similar to his own childhood.

With significant others, he always makes a point to make them feel loved, and is VERY physically affectionate towards them. He enjoys gift giving as a sign of love (romantic, platonic, familial, etc), and likes spending time with them as well. He enjoys flirting with his SOs or any interests, where he comes off as "suave" (either seriously or playfully) and likes to make the other laugh.

Also, much like my Piers muse, he also goes by a punk code, and is respectful towards others and stands up for minorities as well. Unlike Piers however, he can be a bit more aggressive towards authority figures and will fight back if he has to. Course, he doesn't physically fight others as much as he did as a kid, but he'll throw a punch if some asshole is in his face, threatening him. He's also known to be at protests and riots, and isn't afraid to give them his full support and help.

I think... that's it mostly? So sorry about the wall of text lmao, I hope this helps you! And also remember, these are just suggestions! You're allowed to write Sidney as you see fit, have fun with it! He has SO MUCH POTENTIAL, and it's sad that not very many people make fanfics and fanart of him (and dont even get me started on how some of these fics will portray him as a sleezeball and overall shitty person. I won't go into detail, but It's disgusting at times and makes me so disappointed cuz there's so little with him to begin with).

NOW GO FORTH AND WRITE, FRIENDO! And again thank you so much for asking me, this actually made my day. I love talking about my muses (AS YOU CAN SEE), and I'm glad you saw my Sidney fit enough to want to try writing him on your own!

If you ever have any more questions, feel free to DM on my main account @galactic-mermaid! I'll be happy to help you)

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do you think ptj will do jaeyeol/jay’s character any justice? 🥲 i’ve read so many comments on reddit saying that ptj will just throw jay away because he’s served his purpose (attracting a large enough fanbase through queer-baiting) because jay’s potential to be a great character is just going down the drain (he’s the son of steve hong, he should he able to step in and help right? also big daniel is kidnapped and jay used to have such a strong “daniel is in trouble i gotta go help him” sensor so where tf is he?)

okay, but excluding all that, i think jay should be developed further as a character because he has so much potential that’s being wasted so far. i really hope ptj hasn’t forgotten about him and pulls an eli jang arc for jay because he’s super interesting to me, like i wanna know why he doesn’t talk, why he isn’t acknowledged by his family (?), where tf is he when all this is going down, what does he do in his free time, what are his likes (besides daniel lol)??? i just want to know more about him as a person IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK PTJ???

ahem, sorry for the rant, i just caught up to the latest chapter and i am FUMING because the last time we saw jay was in chapter 300+ and he wasn’t even that prominent in the chapter? i just miss when all we had to care about was daniel having to hide his 2 bodies from people, crystal being a snoop, jay and joy fighting over the same man, zack and mira’s relationship, zoe’s inner conflict not knowing she likes the very same person, etc. like what’s with all these new characters i do not give a single shit about? i loved the hostel chapters though but once they got to the worker’s arc, man…. pls just bring the original cast back.. this story is getting too much man..

so what do you think? 😅🥲

hello anon, thank you for the ask! hoo boy this is a big one so imma break it down into bitesized chunks if you don't mind

jay as the queerbait character: honestly i see where those redditors are coming from? insert a hot male character with a good, interesting dynamic with the mc who is also male, and you have the interest of women and queers! even if we don't count me being a jaeseok ship fic writer, i still really enjoy the dynamic they have, the only one that comes close for me is vasco and jace but to me jay's queer energy is too strong to see them as solid bros yk. as a queer who is horrible in social situations i kinda see myself in jay sometimes and it's really nice to have that TT

jay's potential as a character: anon you're so right. jay is the son of steve hong and honestly he could have a much bigger role to play not only as a character who can fight (because hello?? maybe jay's not the best in a dirty street fight but systema and kali are deadly in their own right) but also as a Plot Relevant Character? i've probably mentioned this before in other posts but he reminds me of khun maria agnis from tower of god: both were shown in early chapters and had a decently big impact on at least one of the main characters, both have long bangs and eyes that have not been seen in 300+ chapters, neither character has been seen in 200+ chapters i swear to god. maybe i'm on copium but i still believe that this is bc they're preparing for their comeback as an insanely OP character

more on jay's potential: dear ptj, where is jay's 1) backstory 2) CURRENT SELF. WHERE TF IS HE. as i've said before my predictions are 1) med school so he can be the 'call an ambulance! but not for me! oh wait i am the first aid' guy 2) preparing for his OP character arc

I MISS EARLY LOOKISM CHAPTERS TOO ANON. WHEN ARE ZACK AND MIRA GOING TO GET TOGETHER FOR REAL. LIKE WHERE'S DANIEL'S MOM. unless daniel went 'i'm going to get myself into a shitload of trouble do you mind looking after my mom for me in case things go wrong 🥺' and jay said yes at the cost of his canon appearances bc he's whipped. pathetic gay little man (affectionate)

i hope that answered things? i feel like you sent me a rant and i just ranted back with more speculations and headcanons LMAO

anyway join me let's hold hands and start a prayer circle for hong 'jay' jaeyeol's reappearance in canon anybody who misses jay is more than welcome to join bc i'm p sure jay's fandom is almost as big as samuel seo's tiddies and they're pretty damn massive, so ptj's bound to notice us and bring jay back as an Important Character... right...?

btw i'm not caught up with the manhwa oops. i'm only up to ep 394 but i'm speedrunning the latest chapters and my urge to punch eugene increases every chapter.

[badedramay]

You're probably sick of Fairytale asks so feel free to ignore this, but rest assured I don't bear any ill will! I shared a very similar frustration with Umeed (and the sheer unreality of her circumstances) when I started watching the show. But eventually, I did come to enjoy how one of the main focal points of her growing relationship with Farjaad was for her to learn the consequences of her immature, haphazard actions and to be more patient and grateful for what she actually has. Obviously, you don't have to pick it up again if you really don't want to, but if you happen to continue, you may come to enjoy that aspect. I certainly don't believe Fairytale is the most unique story, but it is sweet to see how much Farjaad cares about helping her understand she should pave a path for herself on solid ground and take more time to consider the consequences of her actions. To me that is what really ended up enrapturing people. There are a lot of drawbacks to the story (e.g., few of the side characters are well developed, some of the plot stretching to meet the full thirty days of Ramadan gets exasperating, and whenever the focus moves away from the leads the show is horrifically boring), but I have a feeling you would at least enjoy what Farjaad and Umeed's relationship becomes eventually in the latter half of the show. It reminds me a little of the affectionate scold-teasing from Wali and responsive cluelessness from Faarah (although obviously Diyar-e-Dil has a way, way more well developed story). Hamza and Sehar get really good at dealing in the wholesome friends to lovers banter.

Anyway! I hope this ask doesn't bother you, and I'm sorry other people feel so entitled to judging you for having an opinion. I wanted to maybe be the one person sensible enough to extend an olive branch, lol. The fandom for the show is arguably over-the-top and exaggerative, but I have a feeling you may not hate the show as much if you see it through. And if you still do hate it, no hard feelings. Thanks for always posting great commentary on here, and have a nice day!

lol i am not tired of the FT asks (itne zyada mile bhi nahin tbh)..i am just super convinced that no matter what anyone says it will never push me to watch this show xD the comparisons to DeD will only strengthen my resolve to never give this a try. of all the shows in the world to draw comparison with, doing so with Wali and Faraa of all the people who were both individually so complex as characters is just...c'mon, you can see how ridiculous it is right? anyhoo..I guess the bottom line is just this: i am too old to enjoy a narrative as lacking as what Fairytale is. I don't want to resort to projecting my fantasies and inserting headcanons in a story to make it enjoyable for me (been there..DONNEEEE that!). cool that there are people who enjoy it such but just as they are allowed to hype the show for how they interpreted it to be rather than what it was, I am allowed to not be fond of what it is.

y'know..I legit thought maybe FT was another case of Ishq Jalebi for me. where maybe *I* was the odd one out for not being able to enjoy a drama which has a significantly enduring fanbase. but when I watched IJ, I really found nothing special in it and my initial thoughts about it remained unshaken. FT is gonna be like that for me. even if years later i find myself giving it a try..i am 99% convinced it will do nothing for me. also "hate" is a rather strong word. I just have some passionate disagreement over this show's perceived uniqueness, that's all. hate is what I feel for Ishqiya's finale.

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hello hi bursting into your office (ask box) with comically large binders that have papers falling out (so many questions about spanish)

first off, thank you for the post, and the collection of people in the post willing to help out! super duper appreciate it. I can tell when Spanish sounds odd or forced in a fic, but I don't know enough to fix it so- midnightsbuck, you're my only hope.

So, first, could Eddie call Tia Pepa, just Tia? It's a thing in my language to have custom labels for each family member, that are meant to be more affectionate than just, like, Aunt Cassie, so I was wondering if it would carry over okay into just Tia.

Also, I have her calling Eddie, "Editto" and "Mijo", which, I know the second one is technically, my son, but it feels more, like, my kid or kiddo, vibes? idk you tell me if im off here.

3. “You said we were going to the nursery! I came in work clothes!” Eddie protested, but Tia was having none of it. “Sí, yo dije, pero first, brunch! Look how nice Buck is dressed up, que linda!” - This section, I tried blending a bit more Spanish into English, which is something my mom does often with Urdu, so the speech patterns felt right for the language blend.

4. Would Tia Pepa call Buck "Evanito"? I've seen a lot of that, and I can't think of a way to turn 'Buck' into a nickname. Conversely, would it be approriate for Buck to call her Tia Pepa, or is there a more respectful alternative?

5. “Aw, no, mirame, Tia, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.” - Does this work for "look at me" from Eddie?

okay that was so much many apologies - thank you for offering your knowledge!

Hi!!! thank you for coming in, have a seat! it's my pleasure actually, so lets see what we got here💓

1. yes, it is fine for him to just call her tía instead of just saying tía pepa all the time. i personally feel like he wouldn't just call her "pepa" because it's not common to call your older relatives by their first names, you say their "title" first, idk if im making sense. i have met people who do that, but it's not common bc it's seen as disrespectful.

2. and for her to call him eddito- absolutelly. i feel weird when my aunts call my by my outside world nickname hahaha i feel like pepa might call him eddie too (or even have her own nickname for him), though abuela would stick more to eddito. you're right about mijo though, it's not exclusive to parents and their children, aunts and other relatives do also say it.

3. about this little excerpt:

“You said we were going to the nursery! I came in work clothes!” Eddie protested, but Tia was having none of it. “Sí, yo dije, pero first, brunch! Look how nice Buck is dressed up, que linda!”

there's a couple of things! don't forget the possesive, add the his before tía, because tía isn't a name but a title(?) i don't know how to explain it hahah it's like saying "but aunt was having none of it", it doesn't work in english! if you're replacing the noun you have to keep the same grammar rules. in spanish it would be the same too.

the "i said" part, i would translate as "dije eso" (i said that), in spanish we tend to erase the first person pronouns (and pronouns in general when they're kind of redundant bc the conjugation already implies first person), but to only say "dije" doesn't work. and finally, remember words in spanish are gendered, so adjectives end in A or O if you're describing a woman or a man (YES is a big problem for non binary speak). and lindo translates to pretty or cute, so if you're looking for a word that means "handsome" that's guapo. if you're angling for pretty, lindo works just fine! (pero first is a thing in spanglish as far as i know! good on that).

to sum it all up, it would read better like this:

“You said we were going to the nursery! I came in work clothes!” Eddie protested, but his Tía was having none of it. 

“Sí, dije eso, pero first, brunch! Look how nice Buck is dressed up, que lindo!”

4. i have personal beef with Evanito tbh KSDJKSLSJ i'm more of an "Evancito" myself. you add ito/ita to make the diminutive, but when a word ends in a consonant, you add cito/cita. so it makes more sense to me and feels more natural that they'd say evancito. buck is a nickname on itself so i don't think they would change it.

5. finally! on this part:

“Aw, no, mírame, Tia, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.”

one thing you have to know about spanish is that we have like three different ways to say you, the informal, formal and a third form used only in spain hahhaha so the informal tú is used for friends, siblings etc anyone on your same or lower levels of hierarchy(? but you would use the formal usted for people in higher hierarchies, like your boss, teacher, or older relatives. this can also change with trust levels! i say tú to my mom but usted to my aunts, although in some countries they are a lot more traditional and also use the formal version with parents (eddie would say usted to his dad, for example).

so, in this case "mírame" is "look at me" but it's informal, when speaking to his aunt in spanish he'd probably say "míreme" which is the formal conjugation. so it would look like this:

“Aw, no, míreme, Tía, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.”

i hope this all made sense!! i tried not to go too hard on explaining grammar rules but i tend to overexplain all the time ;-; hope this helps and thanks for coming into my office! you're welcome any time<3