#i also didn't watch anything else today just them lmao

[dramaism]

I wish that all bad things will stay away from Jiaxu. I wish that someone can be with him. I wish that person is me. I wish Sang Zhi will always be happy and healthy, and so will I.

Hidden Love 偷偷藏不住 (2023)

[tyuggyuuu]

Just accidentally.

Pairing Karina x fem!reader 🔞 / fifth member of Aespa

Synopsis Accidentally walking up almost naked to your member hotel room, who is also one of your enemies for years.

Warning contains smutx, dirty talk, cursing, using toys, degrading, petnames (mostly slut,whore, princess) dom!Karina and sub!reader, fingering, toying, striping.

Wc : 1,5k

It was just a normal day, like always, doing your scheduled works and practicing really hard for your concert as the concert was close. While rehearsing, you couldn't stop looking at one member, Karina. It wasn't because you were jealous or anything, like always being envious of someone, but something else was happening today. Yeah, it was captivating to watch how her flawless body moved and her curves seemed to be begging to be embraced.

Just before your eyes could switch their gaze, the girl noticed, and her face flashed into a daring smirk, which she always had whenever she was around you.

Your breath hitches as she steps closer to you. "What are you looking at, princess?" Her words spin your mind, causing you to pause a little. You reply, "Nothing, why do you care? Just do your practice, man!" Moving your body, you face your back to her, but you can still feel her frowning face from behind.

"I know you imagined something, right?" Her smirk appeared again, which you could feel just from behind as you have known her for more than years. "Whatever, Karina, do your practice or else-" you stopped when you felt a hand around your waist. Her hands' softness could make anyone weak, and you being wet was just way too overwhelming. "There was something I thought would hurt you." She took her hand off, making you gasp.

The eyes of both of you didn't even try to look at the other side where poor Giselle was trying to stop your fight for the 100th time. "Stop, guys, not this time. I don't want you two to ruin our day. It's literally the concert, and our fans will go crazy if they notice. Be friendly," she finished.

"Be friendly? With her?? I can't," you scoffed before leaving the two, but Karina gazed at you as you left.

The biggest reason to hate her was that she was dating your crush, even after knowing he was your crush. You hated how you happily told her you liked someone, and the next day you saw her with that man you liked a lot.

But the past is the past. You let them both go, and even after some days, you heard they both broke up. But still, it hits you that she betrayed you. And now it looks like, she doesn't even give a fuck about what she did to you.

The happiness on your face can be seen by everyone when you walk to your hotel room after the concert. You loved your fans so much that you ended up crying a little on the stage after seeing their overwhelming support for you.

You wouldn't believe that the other members were still busy because their schedules were much busier than yours. You usually did things earlier to prevent any inconveniences later for your rest.

(well the over happiness can cause you too forget to much things lmao) spoiler

As you reach your room, you feel the exhaustion from the concert and know you need a quick bath to relax. You turn on the water, and as soon as you step in, the warm water touches your skin, instantly calming you. The steam rises around you, and your muscles start to loosen. It’s a fast bath, but enough to wash away the tiredness and help you feel refreshed.

Before you could relax and enjoy yourself, you heard the doorknob of your room opening unexpectedly at that hour. "Who is it?" you asked, with a relaxed tone knowing that only staff or members could enter, and there were plenty of CCTV cameras to monitor.

"When there was no response to your question, curiosity sparked and goosebumps rose as you stepped out to investigate. "Why are you here, Karina?" you inquired, forgetting to cover yourself as you quickly got up to check.

Your half-naked body glistened in the room, catching her gaze as she couldn't tear her eyes away. Your focus was on her lips, which were inadvertently flirting and biting, leaving you unable to think or act in that moment.

"I should be the one asking you that, you know?" Her words caused you to flinch slightly. You were confused by her statement and asked, "Why would you be the one asking this?" Your eyebrows raised in question, but you couldn't decipher any meaning after a stressful and busy day.

"This is my room," she stated, her eyes fixed on your glowing body. Before you could fully process the situation and look around to realize the unfamiliar surroundings, her hand slid onto your waist. You were only wearing a plain white shirt and panties, causing goosebumps to cover your body.

Her eyes were locked on your lips, and yours on hers. "I might..." she began to say with a hot, deep voice that made you feel aroused and eager to be with her in bed. "Please..." you blurted out, unable to control your desire. You quickly covered your mouth with your hand, but she just smirked, leaving your hand there in a mix of relief and defeat.

The two of you reached for each other's lips the moment you felt the need to be intimate. "Fuck," you mumbled, still able to feel her smirking at your vulnerability. The kiss was more than just a kiss; it was becoming more passionate by the second. The tongue war was intense, and in the end, she emerged as the victor.

"Do you like it?" she asked, one hand on your waist and the other on your ass. You moaned uncontrollably from the pleasure you were receiving as she started to lick your neck and shoulder, giving you hard and wet kisses. "You're so good," you spoke out, the praise only making her more intense as she slapped your ass.

"It will be even better if you strip for me, won't it? You will, right?" Her smirk and dominating tone made you feel submissive in your mind, and you did as she asked.

She sat comfortably on the master bed as she undressed herself and watched you strip for her. "Just wait until I have my way with you, my cute little slut," she said, her words turning you on even more and making you impatient. You got on your knees and crawled to her naked as she spread her legs, asking you to pleasure her, which you did without hesitation.

Her moans grew louder as you pleasured her, your tongue playing with her clit and her pussy. "Damn it, you whore. You know...ahh, fuck, I'm going to punish you for making me feel this good," she said, her breathing interrupted by your intense actions. You didn't stop until she reached her climax, her cum covering your mouth, which you shamelessly licked and swallowed.

"Good girl, now come here," she said, tapping the bed next to her. You lay down, and she went to grab something else.

"You want me to pleasure you more than you want it, right, princess?" She asked, caressing the strands of hair on the sides of your face. Karina stood in front of you with a toy on her waist, her words making you nod quickly in reaction, which caused her to scoff a little at your impatience.

"Mommy, please," you pleaded with puppy eyes as she grabbed your breasts and played with each of them, her other hand down there fingering your holes, and moans escaping your mouth without hesitation.

"Fuck," you whimpered when her two fingers inserted into you and she played with your cunt. "Cum for me, princess, if you need a ride to heaven tonight," she said, her hand moving from your clit to your holes in and out, causing you to reach your climax and cum on her fingers.

She inserted the toy into your walls and started thrusting, causing you to whimper even louder as she was now fucking you with a dildo. "You're so tight, aren't you?" She smirked and began thrusting harder with each motion, making you feel like you were in heaven every second.

"Ah, you, please, make me cum, please mommy, ah, fuck me harder!" You managed to say, the words making her frown before you could release your cum. She stopped and looked at you. "You can't cum right now, You can only cum when I tell you to." You grunted as she inserted it again, both of you moaning and filling the room with your sounds and loudness.

"I want to, ah, please let me," you started to cry and whimper for her to let you cum, but her dominating self wouldn't allow it. "No," she said, making you whimper even harder as she thrust one last time and let you cum for now. After making out for a whole fifteen minutes, you both collapsed on the bed, exhausted. "Are we good now?" You asked as you lay facing each other.

"Only if you pleasure me like this every time I ask you to. I didn't know you were this good sucker," she said, making you chuckle and roll your eyes at her. "You know you're going to get punished if you roll your eyes like that at me," she said, smirking.

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Haven

I am back with my BS AGAIN :D @spotaus You know the drill friend come over :D I can not be stopped. I have grown too powerful!! (just played dnd. Checked the chapter to upload tomorrow for my main au and i wrote a bit on a new story. I AM POWERFUL!) <- says the woman who will probably crash in under an hour lmao.

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We got no beta and no editing as we just go! maybe that is why these drabbles for going so well. me just kinda going and not worrying too much about the in between bits or mistakes or grammar. I just write and say that is done.. huh... writing lesson i guess. ANYWAY! back to the family :3

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Cross hums as he finishes cutting another wood board in the right size. He puts it with the others on the pile before checking the list he made before hand.

Cross nods as he looks towards the house "Got them all ready for the downstairs!" Cross grins as he takes a moment to just look at the house. Their house!

When Horror had returned with the news their new acquaintances had secured them a house they had all been sceptic at best, Dust had been downright suspicious.

But it was the truth! aparently they had managed to build up a good enough reputation that they had been trying to figure out a solution. An empty and abandoned farm and ground? That was too small for most to do anything with? hidden mostly by a forest?

Perfect for them!

They had gone to check it out and it is amazing! It is secure and easily to defend! Sure it is an old building but Cross and Horror can fix up the house easily enough! Dust had handed Nightmare over to Killer and had started looking around the house to inspect it.

long story short? He thinks he can fix most things.

With a hopeful plan they spend the inspection day also cleaning. That had been yesterday.

today? They took most of the old construction wood Crop and Straw had stored away and they got to work. Dust is cleaning and fixing what he can while Horror and Cross himself did contruction work.

Killer is on Nightmare watching duty. Mostly because Killer doesn't have nay skills in construction. Neither of them mind as they had been exploring their new area and territory together. Hoenstly it was adorable to see Killer walk by with Nightmare on his shoulders.

Horror walks out of the house as he takes the planks "Thanks. Walls?"

Cross grins proudly "All of them. Including the walls and the new banisters for the roof."

Horror blinks before grinning "great. thanks Oreo." nad he chuckles as Cross sputters.

May be because horror isn't wearing a shirt. Which kinda makes sense! Becuase horror is pulling a lot of old wood away and rebuilding stuff. the chances of him ripping his few good shirts is rather high. Still Cross is trying very hard to just focus on his face and skull. it is fine! No one notices!

Cross turns back to the pile he still has. it has been reduced quickly which sucks. He looks through it with a frown.

Crop stops by him with a knowing smile "Hey Cross!" he grins wider "Getting heated?"

Cross glares at him "Well the late autumn sun is rather warm!" and he goes back to shifting through his pile.

Crop nods "It is it is..." then the grin falls and he frowns "You guys already that low?"

Cross shifts through it more "Yeah but it is okay! I can probably use this to make the cabinets for the kitchen still..." still they will need to get more materials for everything else.

Crop frowns and must have made the same conclusion "Hopefully Straw gets back soon with more stuff."

Cross rubs his neck "You guys really didn't need to help this much... we already own you big time..."

Crop shrugs "That is how a community works Cross. We all help each other. We will eventually pay it back with helping them back." he smiles "We are only a tiny town and only have ourselves to count on. You heard how the deal with the repair service from the big city went. People are quick to think off us as dumb or naive. We gotta stuck together."

Cross shoots him a grin "We will try to ffigure something out... eventually." he groans "we don't even know what type of farm to make yet!"

Crop shrugs "You guys will have to test some stuff. See what works for you and your land..." he grins again "I don't think a diary farm fits you guys though."

Cross glares at him "Not funny. I swear Betty knew she freaked me uot."

Crop nods "Oh absolutely! Cows are really smart."

Just makes them more terrifying in Cross's opinion and he has no doubt that thought is clear on his face.

Crop laughs but a honk of a car pulls them out of their conversation. and. That is a giant truck. much bigger than Straw and Crop's truck.

Crop blinks "Dani and Ellie?" he raises to his feet and waves.

The truck stops and Ellie leans out "Hello! Your lovely neighborhood lesbians have brought you." she puts ahand under her chin and wiggles her eye brows "the wood."

Dani chuckles as she jumps out "Straw told everyone around town. Most people are grabbing their stuff but this was all stuff we were planning on giving to the community anyway." she shrugs "tree farmers after all."

Ellie grins as she waves them over "Come! lets see what you need! We have all types of trunks with us. They will still need some work and treatment but Dani is amazing with her magic!"

Dani grins as she gives a thumbs up "figure out how to treat wood with magic instead of the slow treatment. Most still want the traditional work but i figured you guys would be okay with this help."

Cross is unsure how to react. People don't just help them. People hate them and what they do. Tehy hadn't expected this much help and it is overwhelming "I... I... I don't know how to... We don't have money?" he is lost.

Dani shrugs again as Ellie smiles "Hey. We have been where you guys have been... well not exactly but people werent'exactly welcoming of us either... as soon as we graduated we grbabed my old car and just left. we foudn thsi place and people were nice enough to take a chance on us." she grins "We now pay that forwards. We are doing this!" she grins and winks "Will just have to invite us over for a prime tour of the farm once you guys are all done!"

Dani nods as she starts untying the many trunks "What Ellie said. the Danielle's are at your service. Now what do you need?"

Cross is still lost when Horror joins them curiously. no doubt hearing all the noise. He pauses as he takes in the sight before tilting his skull "What?"

Cross just kidna waves at the two "We... euh.. got help? And thinks? Do you know what we need?" his mind is in shambles at the moment.

Hroror sees it and smiles as he walks past. patting his shoulder before going over to the dog and bunny and having a short conversation. Horror hears their whole speech and smiles. he thanks them and explains what they need for what. The two woman listen closely before nodding and starting to organise the brought materials with practised ease.

Horror joins his side again and grabs Cross's lists. He takes a pencil and writes some tree names by a few of the items before handing them back "They will help prepare the materials. They are nice." and he disappears back inside.

Welp!! If Horror says that that means they are nice and most likely trustworthy! They get over to him and Cross explains the system he had and what they had calculated to need for each area. The two monsters nod and ask if they should start on the porch while cross continues preparing stuff for horror. Which Cross thanks them and agrees wiht.

They are hard at work when Killer nad Nightmare return. Killer laughs "Criss Cross! you are not going to believe this! The like east area just has a tiny field at the edge of the forest and part of that forest is still in our little area! better yet that means some of the forest animals are like right there!" then he notices the guests and grows quiet "oh... hello." His hold on Nightmare's leg tightens.

Ngihtmare tilts his tiny skull at the two monsters "Dani and Ellie... right?"

Ellie coos as Dani grins "Good memory. I can't imagine remembering all the new faces you meet only once is easy." and she finishes her spell on a piece of wood which Ellie pulls over to cut.

Nightmare shrugs as he hugs Killer's skull "good memory..."

KIller nods as he glances at Cross "Sooooo... Hello Lovely ladies!" he grins "What brings you here?"

Dani raises a piece of wood "Neighborhoodly friendliness." and she continues with her task.

Killer stares at him and Cross grins "They brough over some wood" he ignores the eye brow wigglign "after they heard from STraw that we are getting the house fixed up. aparently it is a community thing that everyone helps everyone." he shrugs at the doubting look "Don't look at me. it is new for me too. Horror said it is fine though."

Killer blinks "I mean... if Horror said it is fine..." he looks at Nightmare "What do you think tiny boss?"

Nightamre shrugs and hugs his skull.

Killer nods "notion accepted. Got it." he grins at them "We are going to look at some of the other stuff Straw and Crop brought along. See what is in there."

Cross nods "Good idea!" and he watches Killer walk off with Nightmare.

Dani chuckles and looks over "Not good at construction?"

Cross groans loudly "Killer is good at a lot of things... not construction." he shrugs "It is fine. We don't want Nightmare near this stuff anyway." he is too small to lift everything and could too easily get hurt. it doesn't matter he is technically a god he is not going to have to work. They don't agree with child labor.

Dani nods "I get that. best to have a child safe corner for them to sit in." she turns back to the next trunk and gets to work as Ellie cuts pieces.

They work for a long time and the sun is well past midday when more people come by. They deliver some older looking furniture and more tools and items for them to use.

Most don't stay for long aside from dropping things off or asking if they needed anything specific. Some brought over some premade food for them and other snacks because aparently 'breaks are important!'.

Crop and Straw, when he returned, work on clearing the road betweent eh main road and the farm and getting some clear markers on where to go.

Dani and Ellie leave later in the afternoon and by the end of the day their group of skeletons looks back at their progress. They aren't done yet but it starts to look more like a house than an actual falling apart piece of junk.

Dust is covered in ashes and when they look at him he just says 'fireplace' which probably means he found a challenge of somekind. Then again Cross thinks he spotted Dust on the roof once or twice but each time he had looked back to check he hadn't been there.

They are packing up when Killer and Nightmare return. Killer looking very proud and Ngihtmare looking a bit more nervous as he fidgets.

Horror and him share alook as Horror looks at them, now once again fully dressed "yes?"

Killer grins "Remember how we were told most farms have a name?"

Cross give shim a look "We are aware. we also agreed we would take time to think about it."

Killer grins "True. But! Nightmare thought of one and I figured it was perfect and fine!" Ngihtmare shoots him a glare and crosses his tiny arms.

Dust tils his skull "fact. Waht is the name?"

Cross wants to disagree but also if nightamre wants to clal it something specific he is fine with it. Nightmare never complains about them deciding stuff so why would they complain about this.

Nightmare mutters something but when he sees everyone looking and waiting he speaks louder "It was just an idea... Killer got excited..." still staring and he rubs his arm looking embarresed "It is silly... I thought... I figured Haven would fit. Haven Farm."

Cross stares at Nightmare and feels a bit of tears try to form as the meaning sinks in and what it implies and means. He can't stop it as he picks nightmar eup and hugs him close. Purring much too loud as he speaks "I agree it is perfect!" their home. their safe place. their hide out. their haven.

Killer grins wider and nods "Which i agreed with. So!" he pulls out a board from behind his back.

It is a name plate. It spells Haven but the letters are a bit croaked and nailed to the backboard. it are all different sizes and different colours nad Cross fucking loves it!

Killer grins "We made it together." he rolls his eye lights "don't worry i did the cutting and nailed it all together. Ngihtmare was my supervisor."

Dust looks appeased as he nods "Seems good."

Horror nods as he takes the plate and puts it by the door, too hang later "Will need a bigger one for the gate at the enterance."

Cross grins as he feels ngihtamre relax at the approval and start to purr himself. Cros sjust nuzzles the babybones.

They still have a lot of work ahead of them but that is fine. It will be all so very much worth it once it is done and they have their house to finally just be them.

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leomooncancersun: as someone who is highkey obsessed with that family and keeps up with everything they do, I swear [MC] is actually really good. literally their sister too, I'm really sad she doesn't act anymore, but it is what it is... PLEASE I really think you guys should check out their indie movies, if you can, cause they were much older then and you can really see an improvement in their acting! also remember to spread kindness guys, nepo babies are still only human!!🫶🫶

    ↳ lawrence.891: not reading all that. happy for you or sad to hear that bro

           ↳ ama1a_a1i: lmaoo bye💀 now why would you write this in the comments of a literal ARTICLE??? unserious behavior

its.staceyyy: eh they might be good, but isn't that what they're supposed to be?? with all the resources they have access to, i don't expect anything else. so sorry, but i'm not praising a fish for swimming

    ↳ candyxx_: goddamn you guys won't ever be happy will you

           ↳ its.staceyyy: no💋 eat the rich

p.ryderordie: oh no what's happening to me... suddenly i can't read😵 ANYWAY #ITSHOULDHAVEBEENPHOENIX

_blondewig_: mmm no @pinkcelebtea I'm gonna need you to bffr!! shit was borrrriiing, yawninggg, slopppyyyyy

anniex12: this comment section??? [MC] QUICK GET BEHIND ME🤺🤺🤺

    ↳ whoaaa_kie: go ahead and clock out for me babe, it's not worth it😮‍💨 these people are miserable af here !!

giginsomniaa: ok..so... i watched all their movies all at once😗✌️ it's 4 am rn and i've got school today but i just want to let y'all know they were kinda good lowkey🧍‍♀️

    ↳ em.bakerr: girl go to bed

           ↳ k00lk1d: right lmao is it really that serious like😭😭

.moonflowerss: omg i just want to hear what they have to say lol something tells me [MC] didn't expect this reaction🤭 hopefully other nepo babies see this and understand we don't want them

mcnation: WE LOVE YOU AND SUPPORT YOU [MC]!!!! YOU'RE GOING TO ROCK THIS

    ↳ jasonw.09: wtf is wrong with you

    ↳ alexasprivate: Don't be rude jason

            ↳ jasonw.09: cry about it

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[garfield-mug]

Could I maybe request some cozy comfort with Jake? A rainy day spent inside with him or something like that, whatever you’re up to, thanks in advance!

A/N: i passed my chem exam so here's a treat! idk how i feel about it, but i don't hate it. would've gotten to this sooner but had halloween plans this weekend, which were very fun. hope you like it! also, i'm getting back into using desk top and it's.... different lmao. also not proof read too hard, so please excuse any spelling or grammatical errors. also, requests are still open!

synopsis: in which you want to remember all that you can during your time with jake.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: none, just hurt/comfort and fluff, no use of Y/N

It didn't rain often in San Diego, but when it did, it poured. As was the case today, plans for spending the day at the beach long forgotten. Jake was home, which seemed to be a rare occurrence with his long shifts on base mixed with the occasional deployment. A day off for Jake was not to be taken lightly, or for granted, and you didn't intend to. So here you both sat, in your home, sharing a blanket as you watched a movie. You'd tucked yourself into his side, legs over his lap, as he rubbed gentle circles over your back. You'd felt your eyes growing heavier and heavier with each pass of his hand. You take a deep breath and nuzzle your face into his chest.

"You keep doing that and I'm gonna fall asleep."

Jake stops his ministrations, smiling softly. "Close your eyes if you're tired, honey. Not much else to do today."

You love Jake, you really do. You love most everything about him. You especially love spending time with him because time seems to be the thing you can never find enough of. You know him well enough to know that he feels the same way. You're comfortable with him in a way you aren't with anyone else, which is why you don't really know why the feeling of shy embarrassment starts to creep up your throat and crawl through your insides. It's why you can't bring yourself to look at him when you say, "Wanna spend time with you. Can't do that if I'm sleeping, lovey."

Jake exhales, pushing a small laugh through his nose and places a kiss to the crown of your head. "Baby, we have all day to spend together. You can sleep for a few hours. I'll still be here when you wake up."

You sit up straighter so you can see his face, still finding it difficult to look him in the eye. Jake's expression changes to something more serious as he takes in your change in mood. He brings a hand up to your cheek and you lean into his touch. "Honey, what's wrong?"

It takes a second for you to gather your thoughts so you can actually for coherent sentences. Even when talking with Jake, undoubtedly the love of your life, being vulnerable was difficult. You knew he would listen, and god was he a good listener. You knew he wouldn't ever make fun of you or throw it back in your face. Still, that persistent little speck of doubt took root in the back of your mind, always imagining the worst-case scenario. You take a deep breath.

"I just... I want to remember the time I spend with you because I feel like we never get enough. And I don't want you to think that I think I'm not a priority for you or that you don't try to make time for me because I don't. I don't think that. I know you try so, so hard. It's just that we both have different schedules and sometimes you're shipped off for months at a time and I know you can't control that. It's not your fault, but it just really fucking sucks when you're not here, so I want to get as much of you as I can."

Your cheeks are warm, your neck is warm. You can kind of hear the blood rushing past your eardrums and you know you're sweating. Your hands would be shaking if you hadn't pressed them together. You kind of wished you could run and hide, but you knew that wouldn't make anything better. Jake is looking at you, bright green eyes boring into yours. His gaze is intense, it always is, but especially in these instances where you have his full, unwavering attention. Jake feels his heart squeeze in his chest, almost in disbelief at what he just heard.

He knows being vulnerable is difficult for you. It's difficult for him, too. He walked around with walls up, constantly on guard and keeping those he knew (except for a few) at arm's length. Until he met you. You, who came crashing into his life with your shining eyes and radiant smile. You, who managed to tear down his walls piece by piece, brick by brick, until there was nothing left standing between you and his heart.

Jake sighs, "Baby, look at me." He brings a hand under your chin to get you to look up at him. "I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. I love spending time with you, too. It doesn't matter what we do or where we go, just that I'm with you. If you're sleeping, so what? It just means I get to hold you. I get to make sure you're comfortable and warm and safe. I get to rub your back and kiss your head and I get to see your face."

Jake has both hands on your cheeks, now, rubbing his thumbs gently over the soft skin under your eyes.

"You look so peaceful when you sleep." It comes out as an almost-whisper. "You may not remember, but I do. I see your face and I know I'm home, I'm safe. I may not be here as much as either of us want, and we may have schedules that don't always line up, but, Baby... any time I get to spend with you is time I wouldn't want to spend any other way. Snoozing on a rainy day or not. I got you in my arms and that's all I need, Babydoll."

Jake's cheeks are warm, his neck is warm. He can kind of hear the blood rushing past his eardrums and he knows he's sweating. His hands would definitely be shaking if he wasn't holding your face right now. He kind of wanted to run and hide, but he knew that wouldn't make anything better. You are looking at him, big bright eyes boring into his. You feel your heart clench in your chest at his words. No one has ever made you feel so loved. You're misty-eyed, smiling up at him like he's just hung the moon and stars. You bring your hands up to cup his cheeks, pulling him in. Softly, you press your lips to his. The kiss is soft and sweet.

"I love you, Jake Seresin." You rest your forehead against his. He pulls you in for another kiss, this time deeper than before, leaving you both a bit breathless. He settles back into the sofa and you follow his lead, lying on his chest. He begins to rub gentle circles over your back.

"Go to sleep, darlin'. I'll be here when you wake up." Jake places a kiss to the crown of your head as you doze off for a cozy afternoon nap.

[hils79]

Hils Watches Lovely Runner - Ep 7

I was so confused about what was going on but I think this is what happened in the original timeline before she started changing things

I'm going straight under the cut now because I don't want to put spoilers where people might see them

See when everyone described what happened to her as a car accident first of all I assumed she was in a car that crashed, then maybe that a car had hit her and knocked her off her bike. I did not have 'deliberately mown down by a serial killer' anywhere near my radar. That is in no way an accident. And it's not like no one knows because it happened right in front of Sunjae.

Uh...what the fuck? She changed what happened to her and now she's super in the past???

I have no idea what's triggering the time jumps. The first time was right after Sunjae died. Which, fair enough, she travelled back to save him. Then when Taesung asked her out she travelled back to 2023. She travelled back to 2009 when Inhyuk told her Sunjae had wanted to apologise to her for something and now she's prevented herself from being hit by a car she's ended up in ???? Joseon era???

I'm just trying to figure out if there's a pattern or something specific that triggers it.

Oh, lol, it's a film set. I should have figured.

Oh no she took the job at the shitty company that wouldn't employ her because she was in a wheelchair

Okay, I'm suspicious. She's stopped herself from getting hit by a car and paralysed, and Sunjae is still alive in 2023. We're not even at the halfway point so clearly something is amiss somewhere...

GASP! There is a woman in Sunjae's apartment. Has the time travel shenanigans made him fall in love with someone else?

HAHA! Okay, never mind

Oh no all her fangirl stuff has been replaced with normal stuff. OF COURSE! She only became a fan after Sunjae gave her that speech while she was in the hospital after being hit by the car. If she wasn't there for him to give the speech, she never became his fan.

Ooh so is the rest of the story going to be her trying to get Sunjae to fall back in love with her? Which will be interesting because currently he thinks she's a stalker

I realise I am speaking as a person whose room is full of merch from my various fandoms but god her room looks so boring now

She doesn't have the man she loves but she does have pretty shoes. That seems like a fair trade to me.

OOOOH! Grandma remembers the previous timelines!

Uh oh the date of her kidnapping has changed so something is clearly afoot

Wait does she even know how to drive?

Ehehe! Well, that didn't take long

Maybe tell someone your best friend just went into labour and you have to leave instead of running away from an important meeting (with the man you love) without saying anything

And how do you not notice you just knocked someone face first into a water feature?

Oh I really hope her husband is Im Sol's brother

HAHA! I knew it!

It's funny because she literally did run into him earlier that day

It's going to get to the point where even just hearing Jongho's song is going to make me cry because I'll be thinking of all these sad scenes

Aww he still has their photo even in this timeline

Oh my god he's taken out a restraining order against her! Does he still not know the name of his 'stalker'? Well, this can be something they can laugh about when they're old and married. "Remember that time you pushed me in a fountain and I filed a restraining order against you."

LMAO she literally just signed the restraining order like an hour ago and now she's trying to see him at his concert. I don't think she understands how restraining orders work.

I do hope this storyline gets resolved soon though I'm sad when they're not together on screen.

YAY but also OH NO because maybe the day of Sunjae's death has just changed to today?

[jaxxsoxxn]

>> ELIMF SAYS HORN IT UP [gn!reader x elimf x odxny]

elimf uses he/him pronouns (bc im pretty sure he's referred to himself as a guy? but that's about all the reasoning), uses they/them for everyone else.

Probably ooc, im still figuring everyone out ;;

smth silly <3 I take requests if this barely existing fandom is alive

lowkey horny elimf for the duo, even if he doesn't realize it for the most part.

tw. drinking; irresponsible drinking especially; kind of dissociation but depends on how u look at it; elimf is technically having a bad fcking day even if it's not stated clearly.

im writing it at, like, 1am n i might not notice most of the uhhh writing errors.

___

El didn't smoke that much lately, but he was sipping lazily a beer while using only one hand to write back in the chatroom. He wasn't sure which beer was it, but he was pretty buzzed at this point.

"Elimf" looked at the words passing his screen with a small smirk. Thrim, bless them, gave them a year of peace. As they learned more and more, they finally decided to try to find them and ask them to join something a bit more like a social groupchat, still hidden from curious eyes if or when they wanted to brag about their possible hacks.

If you'd ask him before thrim, if he'd chat with incri or even wnpep out of his own will for simple fun after they're done, he'd laugh. Now here he was, sending a meme of a staring hamster after pep made the mistake of saying something vaguely sexual.

All he gets is the staring emoji.

He sits back in his chair, a low sound leaving it with the move, almost like a whine. After a few slow blinks and a deep sigh, he finally looks back at the screen.

thrim: lmao stare off, you got this elimf

He should go to sleep.

He should leave the chatting for later today, the clock on his laptop showing 2 AM.

Instead, he slides into thrim's dms, one simple message being sent before he closes his eyes and takes another sip.

He wishes he'd have something heavier to drink.

elimf: wanna have a drink with me?

thrim is writing...

It only takes one more sip for the bottle to be empty and, thus, useless. He hovers with his mouse on the text, asking himself if he'll delete the message, will thrim have enough brain in their head to not mention it. He's too late in the end.

thrim: I'd be down, as long as you're aware that od will be there somewhere in the back thrim: I mean, they'll probably hear us thrim: Just wanted you to know thrim: and also had to ask them if they're okay with it beforehand, so that's why it took a while for me to respond thrim: in case you were wondering

Talk about not carrying about double- or, well, quintuple texting. If that's a thing. If not, trust thrim to be the one to come up with it.

He calls without answering the texts, his finger slipping once while trying to do so. Maybe he's drunker than he thought he was. He doesn't disconnect.

"Hi there, elimf!"

The way their voice goes softer, slower around his "name" makes him chuckle. They were obviously trying their best at sounding it out. The idea of them trying it out beforehand made him a little heated.

"Just L's fine." he states, noting a green smudge in their background. "How's ya, thrim?"

He wants to stay silent and just watch them as time passes, he wants to reach for them and pull- their hair, their skin, the hoodie that's obviously not theirs, anything.

He tries to take another sip and grimaces when the empty bottle lightly hits his teeth, too light without any liquid. Furthermore, he lets it fall, ignoring the breaking glass as he reaches for another. Thrim doesn't seem to be good at following in his footsteps.

"You're alright?" they have a slight accent, something so soft that it's barely there. "Did the bottle break?"

There's music in his headphones. He doesn't remember when it was turned on, he cannot remember if it was playing before he called.

"Ya didn't answer me." he says it almost childishly, a stupid grin on his face. The green smudge in the back becomes more visible, the person stopping in their tracks.

"I'm alright, would be better if I'd know if you're good too."

He's staring, probably. He lets himself look down at the new bottle in his hand, before popping the top off with his teeth. As he does so, thrim holds a shot glass, already filled. The green wearing person has a fox mask on that looks like their emojis. They also have a shot glass in one hand and their other hand is patting thrim's shoulder.

He knows it's Od, he knows it so well it hurts, but all he can do is think about how much he wished it wouldn't be odxny themselves. How much easier would being jealous be if he wouldn't know them.

How much easier knowing who he was jealous of would be, too.

"Ya'r drinkin' with us, oddy? What a blessin'" his accent is getting the best of him, he should try to fight it a bit more.

He gets a delicate chuckle back, the mask lowering itself with their face, as Od shakes their head lightly at that. He wants to tear it off, he wants it to be an actual part of him.

He feels unreal, his mind is getting sharp even if his vision seems to be worse - there's an ache in his chest, almost like he's smoked too much-

"L? We're drinking or what?"

With the other voice joining in, he finally remembers to breath. He really shouldn't drink another.

"Of course, unless ya'r already chickenin' out." he slightly grimaces at those words, a pained laugh leaving his throat. "That was a bit too incy for me."

Wnpep would've tried to scold him, Incri would've thrown a fit - but the two just laugh with him, odxny lighter than thrim, but still easy to be heard.

As they raise their glasses, the masked one whispers something to thrim before downing their own. Thrim, stars above, Thrim puts their mouth around the rim of the glass and raise their head, letting their whole neck show and their Adam's apple show off its movement. Two swallows is all it takes, before they whip their head back and lay the glass back down.

He wants to scream, the bottle stopped halfway to his mouth, his other hand's nails biting into the skin on his left thigh.

Thrim outright laughs, their eyes squinted and their hair becoming even messier. Od rests their head in the place where the shoulder and the neck connect, an obvious smirk on their lips as they shake lightly with their own laughter.

He's bright red - he realizes, while blinking owlishly.

"You did this on purpose."

Thrim smirks at him, leaning back lightly. A tiny change, yet still a change. Whatever was the trap they laid down, he walked right into it.

"What can we say, we wanted to know if you'll like what you'll see half as much as we do."

He takes the sip he was meaning to before, his eyes following Od's hand, which was playing with Thrim's hair.

As another chuckle left them, thrim sent him a wink. He couldn't handle it.

He let himself disconnect, a smile on his lips as he stood away from the desk, moving the glass slowly with his bare foot to the side, so he wouldn't step on the bigger parts. A shower and a power nap sounds like a dream duo to him right now and those feelings? Those real feelings that he felt at the duo teasing? Well, those are for the rare sober elimf, thank the stars.

[alexxx-xx]

Hyunlix X reader FF

Living together ep. 2/?

This episode is mainly about Felix, The next will be mostly about Hyunjin

Warnings: some fluff but nothing else

NOTE: BEFORE READING THIS CHECK THE FIRST EPISODE, IT'S ON MY PROFILE

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YN POV : there already passed two weeks since we started living together. I got to know them better and they became my best friends. Hyunjin is a fashion designer and Felix is unemployed. Wait... why am I thinking about this during class? I can't even concentrate properly because of them! Aishhhhhh

Time skips- end of classes

FINALLY IM OUT OF HEREEEEEEEEEEE

It was so tiring today... I just want to go home

Phone: ringring

Huh? Oh it's a message from Felix.

Felix :*Heyyyyy YNie are you free this afternoon? Do you mind if we go for a walk together???*

Goshhh is this an invitation for a date? Lmao

YN: * yh I'm free. Let's do it!*

Felix: * ok see ya later mate*

Ok now I should look at the road or a car will hit meh

Time skips- YN gets home ( if we can call it like that)

YN: LIXXX IM HERE PUT YO SHOES ON AND LETS GO BEFORE I CHANGE MA MIND CUZ THE SOFA LOOKS REALLY COMFY TODAY

Felix: WAIT A SEC IM IN RESTROOM

Few mins pass

YN: LMAOOOOOOO YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME YOU HAVE DIARROHEA

Felix : WHATTTTTT I DONT AND STOP SAYING SUCH THINGS

YN: OKE OKE NOW MOVE GET READYYYYYYY

Time skips- one thousand years later

Felix finally gets out of the restroom

YN: Look you took a lot to get ready and now it started raining

Felix: well we can go anyways, we only need to take an umbrella

YN: I don't think so. I forgot mine at the campus and Hyunjin has the other one.

Felix: you're so dumbbbbb

YN: what can we do now??

Felix: well I have an idea. What do you think about making brownies??? Does it sound like a good idea?

YN: Ok but I think we'll burn the whole house down

Felix: Trust me

We go into the kitchen and he takes out the ingredients

Felix: follow my guide and they will come out good

We start baking. If I think about it, I've never been so intimate with him. Usually there is also Hyunjin and we all stay together. But like this... it never happened. Gosh he's really handsome.

Felix: I know I'm beautiful but can you stop staring at me pls?

Omo he noticed. I am probably blushing like I never did...

Time skips- 15/20 mins later

Felix: ok they're ready now we have to put them in the oven. Open it pls

I do as he said then I set the timer and the temperature.

YN: what can we do now while we wait?

Felix: Uhm... do you want to watch a movie?

YN: Yh great idea

We go into the living room and turn on the television.

We start watching the movie. It's kind of boring but it is the only one on tv right now.

At first I didn't notice anything about how Felix was acting, then I realized he was scooting next to me more and more every minute.

YN: Lix do you need anything?

He starts blushing but he anyway speaks

Felix: Uhm... C-Can we Cuddle?

YN: huh?

This leaves me speechless

YN: O-Of course.. come here

He comes beside me and he's about to hug me but suddenly the timer rings

oh shoosh, why now? Well it seems like we are not supposed to have cuddles

[amidstnamjin-and-binchanlix]

i wanna see the sun rise (on your sins, just me and you)

Warnings: Uhhh. Not much. Just some v v light angst, and mentions of hospitalization and stuff, also inaccuracies because i'm not a doctor (no matter how much my parents want me to be lmao)

Pairings: Bangtan Boys | BTS Ensemble/Reader, Kim Seokjin | Jin/Reader, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Reader, Park Jimin (BTS)/Reader, Jeon Jungkook/Reader, Jackson Wang/Reader

Plot: Regrets don't always come in the end, and they're hell-bent in making it right this time

Genre: light angst

'Cause I wanna touch you baby

And I wanna feel you too

I wanna see the sun rise

On your sins just me and you

Light it up, on the run

Let's make love tonight

Make it up, fall in love, try

Baby, I am right here

mixtape: all i have left to give - part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - ending 1

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK hi hello i have nothing else to say except my world is falling apart and me writing is saving me a little see you again in a few months!

🌇

"How is she?"

Seokjin is tempted not to answer the question directed at him. So much has happened today, and his nerves are shot from everything that had transpired. If only he listened to his common sense, if only he fought for you. If only, if only.

"Hyung—"

He pulls his wrist away from Hoseok's grasp, ignoring the hurt painted in the younger's eyes when he does so.

"Why don't you go see her and find out for yourself?"

"I don't think—"

"Don't think what, Hoseok? That she's worth fighting for? That this shit's been dragging for too long and that maybe, just maybe, she deserves better than what we're doing to her."

Hoseok hangs his head in shame.

"I stand by what I said. This is no time to be neutral about it. You and Jimin, what did she ever do to the two of you to let the others get their way?"

Seokjin sighs heavily.

"She never asked anything from us, she did things for us that we didn't even know about without shoving it in our faces. She never even asked us to love her, but we do. I do, Hoseok. I love her, no matter how much you all beg me not to."

Seokjin tilts Hoseok's face tenderly.

"I do love her, Hobi. Don't you, too?"

Hoseok knows to himself that he does.

Seokjin is wrong. Hoseok's never really been neutral at all. Stoic about it, yes; he didn't want to break apart the group, after all. But in his heart, he slowly but surely fell in love with you. There's nothing neutral about it, he just learned how to be quiet about it.

In the times he sees you (without you seeing him), he sees your kindness shine. In your industry and this cutthroat world, you never let those old money sons of bitches trample on you, but he has yet to see you be as callous and evil even towards those who deserve it.

He remembers seeing you almost cry in indignance when a project went wrong and threatened employment displacement for those who are not at fault, even when they're not your employees. He had been watching and listening in secret from afar, but he could see how you wanted to burn your office to the ground when you knew that taking an important and needed step would mean that hundreds of families might potentially lose stable income.

He had seen you go undercover in the middle of the night so you could almost buy out an entire convenience store, just so you could feed the homeless one cold night.

He had seen you adopt your (now nth) cat Nori because you had seen it lost and without its mother on the sidewalk.

He had seen you love them from afar and mask it when they're around, even when it hurts him to watch too because that's all he can do when his hands are tied and he's had to keep it to himself or risk hurting their group.

He's seen you love them unconditionally, but not beg an ounce of it back because that's how love should be.

He loves you for your kindness, and everything in between.

"It's okay to love her too," Seokjin says in his silence. "It's the right thing to do, Hobi. We don't have to get scared anymore, not when she would go to lengths to give us what she thinks we want.

"But I don't want that." Seokjin drops his hand, sniffing lightly. "I don't want to lose her, not before I can even love her properly. I never wanted that."

"I don't want that, too, but the others—"

"Will come around eventually on their own. It's not our responsibility to do it for them." Seokjin says.

"And if they don't?" Hoseok asks, eyes wide with questions.

Seokjin sighs. "Then we can do nothing for them. It'll be a regret they will have to carry for the rest of their lives."

---

Talking to Jimin went a whole lot easier than expected. He was neutral about the whole thing, but it didn't take long for Seokjin and Hoseok to convince him.

"Hey," Seokjin says in lieu of greeting as Jimin sits on the balcony of his suite. "Can we talk?"

"If this is about what I think it is, I'd rather—"

"Please, Chim." Hoseok is the one who speaks this time. "Hear us out first."

"But the group, hyung." Jimin shakes his head. "I can't risk losing anyone of you."

"On what, the expense of someone else's life? She nearly died, Jimin." He ignores the gasps from both Jimin and Hoseok's lips. "She nearly died."

"What?" Hoseok speaks again. "You never told me this."

Seokjin sighs, his eyes shutting in pain as his mind flashes back to your prone figure lying on the hospital bed. "Yeah," he croaks. "She had to undergo surgery due to some heart damage, and she's in a coma right now."

"Coma?!" Hoseok and Jimin shout in unison. "What do you mean 'coma'?" Jimin stutters.

"She has to recover, so they put her there to help her heal..." Seokjin trails off.

When Seokjin doesn't continue, Hoseok asks, "But?"

"She's still in critical condition. They're not sure if she'll wake up."

"When she'll wake up," Hoseok tries to correct, but Seokjin shakes his head.

"If, Hobi. She had been so sick that she nearly died."

Silence befalls the three of them.

"How's Jungkook?" Jimin eventually asks, to which Seokjin shakes his head gloomily.

"He didn't take it too well. He got into a fight with Jackson."

"That asshole, again?!" Jimin bursts out but Seokjin stops him.

"As much as it pains me to say this, he has more rights to be there than we frankly do. Maybe legally as much, too."

"What?" Hoseok asks. "What do you mean by that?"

"I can't go into technicalities right now. My brain's too fried." Seokjin rubs his aching temples. "But when we left her, Jackson was there for her. She trusts him with everything, and I can't blame her."

"So we can't go see her?" Hoseok whimpers.

"We can." The other two sigh in relief. "But we can't touch her."

"Fuck that, I don't care if I have to put my fist against Jackson's fa—"

"It's not that." Seokjin shakes his head for the nth time that night. "We'll burn her skin. It's a side effect of her treatment."

Jimin can't even describe the emptiness he's feeling right now. When it comes to you, he has always chosen not to get too involved, not when he thinks it can tear their group apart. He doesn't want that, so better be safe than sorry.

Right now, however, he thinks that what was supposed to be safe turned out to be the biggest sorry.

"I'm sorry," Jimin whispers. "It wouldn't be like this had I not been detached from this."

Hoseok shakes his head. "We're all at fault here, remember? We all agreed to this, so there's no sense taking that burden by yourself." But even he feels the same way, the regret heavy in his gut.

"So what do we do now?" They both turn to Seokjin. "We're not banned from seeing her, are we?" Hoseok asks.

"No," Seokjin says firmly. "It would take more than that to ban us by law. We're still her soulmates, after all."

"Can we go visit her?" Jimin asks.

"Not right now, Chim." Seokjin smiles sadly. "We all had a long day, and we still have a lot of things to talk about, so I suggest we take some rest. Okay?"

Hoseok and Jimin look ready to disagree, but both sigh in defeat. Unbeknownst to them, Taehyung is listening in to the whole conversation. When he hears the suggestion to take some rest, he quickly but silently exits out of the room.

---

They all slept fitfully that night. Every time Seokjin tries to close his eyes, all he sees is your figure lying helplessly on your hospital bed. When his body eventually gives in to exhaustion, he dreams of losing you over and over again.

It was horrendous.

He wakes up to a weight on his chest, figuratively and literally.

Jungkook has his arm slung over Seokjin's waist, head tucked between his shoulder and neck. He's sniffling, clearly crying.

"Come 'ere." Seokjin wraps his arm around Jungkook's shoulder. "It's gonna be okay."

"We don't know that," Jungkook sniffs.

"It will be." Seokjin squeezes his arm gently. "We're not yet done making it up to her, so it will be. We haven't even started yet, so we can't lose hope. Not right now, not when she needs us."

"I just want her to be okay," Jungkook sobs.

"And I do, too. But all we can do right now is fight for her." He kisses Jungkook's hair, petting it gently to calm him down. "We can't afford to lose hope if we need to fight for her. Okay?"

Jungkook nods.

"We can visit her again soon. You and me, and Jimin and Hobi."

Jungkook pulls away slightly. "They will?"

Seokjin nods, and Jungkook puts his head back on his chest. "I talked to them last night. It was pretty easy to convince them."

If only it is easy to convince all of them, the thought hangs heavy in the air.

"Hyung?" Jungkook asks after a while. Seokjin just hums. "Do you ever think of what could have been if we didn't turn her away?"

"All the time," Seokjin admits. "I try not to because it's painful, but I always do.

"She's not hard to love." Seokjin swallows the pain in his throat, willing himself not to cry. "She's lovely and kind, and she never once asked us to love her back. That's what stands out the most for me because that love is unconditional."

A tear finally falls from his eye.

"I cannot imagine what pain she went through at all, and I still can't bring myself to because if I do, it'll be the end for me." He shakes his head. "She nearly died because of love—it was supposed to be the other way around. It was supposed to breathe life into you."

"Hyung..." Jungkook whimpers.

"I'm sorry," Seokjin says as he wipes the tears from his eyes. He doesn't know if he's saying sorry for crying, or for the things he failed to do for you.

"I feel like I don't deserve to cry because I failed her."

"That's not true, hyung. You didn't fail her. We'll still fight for her, won't we? That's not failing her."

Seokjin doesn't answer.

"I love you, hyung."

He hugs Jungkook tighter. "I love you too, Kook-ah."

---

The first thing that Seokjin does in the morning is to call Sejin, which was apparently expected of him because Sejin didn't even bat an eyelash, just agreed to come over and talk.

"Hear me out first, please," Seokjin says first thing when he arrives.

Sejin stares him down before sighing in defeat. "I already know where this is heading, Seokjin. I've seen you grow up and I know you better than yourselves sometimes."

"I know, Sejin-nim. But I can't, for the life of me, not try to make things right."

Sejin shakes his head. "You've fucked around, and all of you found out. This is what this is. I can't undo this for you this time."

"I'm not asking you to undo it, Sejin-nim. I'm just asking for your help. We just want to see her as much as we can."

Sejin's expression is pinched.

"She specifically asked not to let you interact with her unless it's for work. My hands are tied."

Seokjin shakes his head, desperation bleeding from his tired eyes. "What she doesn't know won't hurt her. We'll be out of there before she even wakes up."

"I—"

"Please, Sejin-nim. She doesn't even need to know."

Sejin takes a moment to respond. He takes a look at the kid he helped raise, at the tired slope of his shoulders and the despair in his eyes.

"Okay." However, before Seokjin can even react, Sejin raises his hand, "But, I have to warn you not to do stupid shit like picking fights with Jackson, as tempting as that sounds. His camp warned us last night."

"We're her soulmates," Seokjin says.

"But Jackson is made next of kin, and he can have you hauled out of the room if he wants to. He just chooses not to for [Name]. So please, be the sensible one."

Seokjin sighs in relief and nods. "Thank you, Sejin-nim."

"Are you taking Jungkook with you?" Sejin asks.

"And Hoseok and Jimin," Seokjin lists. "I'll have them behave, I promise."

Sejin's eyebrows raise at that. "You talked to them?"

Seokjin nods. "Last night. It was pretty easy considering they're both neutral about everything."

"How about the others?"

A shake of the head. "I haven't talked to them," Seokjin says softly. "I can't face them just yet."

Sejin just looks at him and nods. "I understand."

"Can you please ensure that Jackson's not there every time we visit her?"

Sejin nods. "That's easy, but I can't promise that every time. Jackson can only stay or visit for a few days because of his world tour. He's also gearing up for his new album, I think. I'll have to check that out."

Seokjin only nods. He'll take what he can have with you, and he's not about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

"I also need to talk to her soul therapist," Seokjin says. "I have to know if there is something we can do to help her heal faster."

Sejin narrows his eyes.

"Is that really all, Seokjin?" When Seokjin opens his mouth to refute him, Sejin shakes his head at him. "I just said I know you better than yourself sometimes. This is one of those times."

Fuck.

How can he tell Sejin that he wants to be able to love you wholly and alive without the therapy present? He knows he can't do it with you undergoing the soul-scraping therapy, so he can only think of one way to do it.

"I... I want to know if there is any way her therapy treatments can be stopped." Seokjin swallows. "I can't let her suffer any longer than she already had. I want it to stop."

Sejin tsks. "You do realize that it can't be stopped like that, can it? It cannot be reversed like that. She's under research, for heaven's sake!"

"We don't know that!" Seokjin exclaims. "Maybe it can be stopped, and she can heal slowly. Treatments are being stopped when not working all the time!"

"It is working, and it is not your decision to make, Seokjin!" Sejin's temper flares. "It's not your call to make, not your decision or say, and not your signature on the damn dotted line. Regardless if you're her soulmate, I won't let you do that to her because that's breaking her trust."

"Letting her die is breaking her trust?!"

"Think twice before you say anything further if I were you, Seokjin." Sejin shakes his head in disbelief. "Who put her there in the first place, me? I was merely a messenger."

And he's right, isn't he? It's not Sejin's fault after all. Sejin puts his hands on Seokjin's shoulders gently.

"I understand and want your happiness too, Seokjin. But it's not our call to make." Sejin pauses. "What if this is what she's happy with? Would you take this from her just to make yourself happy?"

"B—but she's dying!" Seokjin sputters. "I don't care about my happiness at this point. I'd rather she hate me alive than see her die."

"It'll be up to the doctors to do their job, and we have to trust them, okay? She'll be okay. She's a fighter, she'd get through this alive."

Seokjin can only nod in defeat.

"I can set up an appointment with Dr. Im, but that's all I can do. I doubt he'll let you stop the treatments, and that's all we can do at this point."

"Okay, Sejin-nim." Seokjin smiles weakly at him. "Thank you."

"Now go get some more rest. God knows you need it."

---

"Jackson's going to be there, so please no picking fights." When none of the four men in the car answers, Sejin continues. "I'm looking at you, Jungkook."

"Yes, Sejin-nim."

"For her sake, let's keep it civil. I've talked to his camp, and they promised to keep him in check, but regardless if he picks a fight, don't be baited."

"Yes, Sejin-nim," they all repeat.

It had been a week since they last saw you. They've been trying to visit more frequently, but they still have appearances and commitments they need to fulfill. It's hard, playing pretend like everything is fine, especially with the other three, but they have no choice or everything will fall apart.

Sejin had been giving the same pep talk every time their visit overlapped with Jackson's. No matter how it grates them, what with Jackson's side comments, they have to endure it. Anything just to see you.

The first visit almost didn't go well. Jackson had been there and it had been bearable, yes, but Hoseok and Jimin didn't expect what they would find when they arrived.

Their reactions were similar if not the same as how Jungkook and Seokjin reacted the first time they saw you. They did this to you, how can they possibly make it up to you in this state?

"Now you know what you did," Jackson says, "you can leave her alone and never come back."

But the boys are anything but weak-willed.

They had been visiting as much as they could, much to Jackson's anger. Not that he can do anything about it. Being next of kin can only give him so much power over them being your soulmates.

"Here again?" Jackson sneers once they reach your room. "You're not needed here, and you're not welcome here either, so why don't you all just leave?"

Seokjin's jaw ticks but he says nothing, just sits on the comfy sofa of your presidential suite. Hoseok silently replaces the flowers in the vase with the ones he brought just for you. Sunflowers, he knows you like them and it suits you just as well.

"Jackson," his manager says. "You're needed for the shoot in an hour. We need to go."

Jackson huffs in annoyance and the four men can barely keep their glee off their faces.

"Fine. But we'll be back later, yes?"

His manager nods tiredly, apparently desperate to hurry him out of there.

Jackson stands by your bedside and caresses your hair softly before leaning down to kiss you on the forehead with a tender smile on his face. "I'll be back later, okay? Wait for me." You didn't respond, the machines around you beeping in your silence.

It takes all of Jungkook not to punch him in the face for the blatant display of affection, knowing the other men present can't do it with you.

Jackson leaves but not before sparing you a longing glance.

"I want to punch him in the face," Jungkook says once Jackson left. "I won't, but I want to."

"Please don't," Seokjin says tiredly. "Sejin-nim made us promise."

"And besides, his world tour will start in a few days, Kook-ah." Hoseok says, trying to cheer the youngest. "Just a few days, okay? You won't have to see his face for months after that."

Jungkook just smiles weakly, happy at the prospect of seeing you freely without that asshole hanging around like a pest.

It's then that Doctor Choi comes in.

"Ah, gentlemen. You're here again," he smiles at them. It will never stop stinging, the way the doctor always seems surprised seeing them every time they visit you. It's not for no reason, they know, but it will always hurt nonetheless. They all give their greetings and give way for the doctor to make his examination, Jimin giving out their gloves. Once Doctor Choi is done, he turns to face them.

"I would normally ask where the Next of Kin is but seeing as he's not present and you're her soulmates, it should be fine."

"Why, Doctor-nim? Is anything wrong with [Name]?" Jungkook asks anxiously.

The doctor smiles at them and shakes his head. "Not at all. In fact, I have some good news."

They all perk up at that.

"Miss [Last Name] has been responding well to the treatments so far, so we've decided to take her out of her coma."

Relief floods through the four other men in the room.

"Really?" Seokjin asks hopefully. "So she'll wake up soon?"

"Hopefully, yes. She should start waking up soon once we administer the drug to wake her up."

"Thank you so much, Doctor-nim." Hoseok smiles widely for the first time in what feels like ages.

"Mr. Kim, I believe you have an appointment with Doctor Im, yes?" Doctor Choi asks Seokjin.

"Yes, Doctor-nim. Is he in?"

"Yes, he is. He asked to let you know that he'll be speaking with you later."

"Thank you, Doctor-nim."

When Doctor Choi leaves, all three men turn to Seokjin.

"What was that about, hyung?" Jimin asks.

"Nothing you guys should worry about." When they stare at him skeptically, he sighs. "Seriously, it's nothing you should be worried about. I just want to ask some questions about [Name]'s treatments."

The other three thankfully decide to let it go.

They all fuss over you as much as they are allowed to but Jungkook is notably silent.

"Hey," Hoseok says quietly to Jungkook. "You alright?"

Jungkook smiles weakly. "Yeah."

Hoseok shakes his head. "You don't need to lie to hyung."

Jungkook looks at him and bites his lower lip. "It's just that once [Name] wakes up, we might not see her as much as we want to."

Hoseok falls silent at that. He honestly hadn't thought of it that way. Seokjin, having caught their conversation, shakes his head.

"No," he says firmly. "Don't think of it that way because we will find a way."

"But—"

"No 'buts'," Seokjin shakes his head. "We can't give up just yet, no matter what."

Seokjin's right, they can't give up just yet. If every setback will deter them, they will get nowhere in making it up to you.

Their silence is broken when Seokjin is called by Sejin for his appointment with Doctor Im. When he leaves, Jungkook asks the one question plaguing their mind.

"What do you think it is for?"

Jimin shrugs, completely at a loss himself. He had been noticing Seokjin being out of sorts these past few days, but he chalked it up to him worrying over [Name]'s health, as well as the group's well-being.

"I can't see any other reason other than him checking up on [Name]'s condition. It's not like he'll be signing up for the soul-scraping therapy himself, I know he won't." Hoseok says seriously. "We'll just have to trust him when he said it's nothing to worry about."

In a way, they are correct. As Seokjin sits across from Doctor Im in his office, he can't help but feel like he's betraying all of the trust given to him by the people he loves. You, and the rest of the group.

"So Mr. Kim," Doctor Im starts, "I heard from you Manager that you wish to speak to me about Miss [Last Name]. Is that correct?"

Seokjin fidgets in his seat. "Yes, Doctor Im."

Doctor Im levels him with a look, not dissimilar to Manager Sejin on that morning.

"I think I know where this is going, Mr. Kim. Is this about her therapy?"

Seokjin can only nod, feeling like a deer in the headlights. The Doctor sighs.

"If my guess is correct, you would want her to be pulled out, which I unfortunately cannot do. For one, she's in the middle of a worldwide research. And even if she's not, only she can consent to stop the treatments. Otherwise, it will be a breach of patient-doctor confidentiality."

"But will it be a breach if I'm acting on behalf of her as her soulmate?"

Doctor Im, instead of getting angry as he expected, only smiles.

"Unfortunately so, still. Part of the contract for soul-scraping patients states that unless they explicitly step down from the research, nobody can do it on their behalf.

Seokjin's heart drops to his stomach. Doctor Im just smiles softly.

"If you don't mind me overstepping, there was a bond rejection early on between you and Miss [Last Name], isn't there?"

Seokjin nods forlornly. "On our part, regretfully, yes."

"I see." Doctor Im hums. "That's interesting."

Seokjin says nothing.

"I'm afraid I cannot help you with this, Mr. Kim. Unless Miss [Last Name] steps down from the research, we are to continue with her in it. I hope you understand."

"But will it not be dangerous, especially after what happened to her?" Seokjin pauses. "I really don't know how to say this without being disrespectful because I know you're just doing your job, but maybe she can be made aware of what can happen if she continues with the therapy."

Again, instead of getting angry, Doctor Im just chuckles. Seokjin just looks at him like he's grown two heads.

"My apologies," Doctor Im waves him off. "It's just really interesting considering your history with her."

"I had no choice," Seokjin defends himself. "I sadly had no choice, and I didn't know what to do."

"Forgive me for being frank, but you always have a choice. But I do understand now where you're coming from.

"From a professional point of view, you'll be hindering my research and I would have to say no," Doctor Im pauses. "But I've seen enough cases like yours that end in regret and pain more than the freedom the patients thought they'd be getting. And Miss [Last Name], she's so young, way too young to be in this situation."

A terse pause.

"I cannot promise anything, Mr. Kim. I can only tell her what can happen if she wishes to continue with the treatments, but nothing else. Everything else is up to her."

And that is enough for Seokjin. He just hopes you'll stop altogether.

"Thank you, Doctor-nim."

Doctor Im nods with a gentle smile. "I'm aware Doctor Choi spoke to you earlier and told you that we'll administer the drug to wake Miss [Last Name] sometime this week, am I correct?"

"Yes."

"The effects might take some time to manifest, so don't be disappointed if she doesn't wake up right away. Okay?"

"Okay, Doctor-nim."

Seokjin rises from his seat just as Doctor Im rises from his as well.

"Thank you for taking the time to see me, Doctor Im."

Doctor Im nods kindly.

"No matter what happens, you will always have a choice. That's what I always tell my patients."

"Yes, Doctor-nim."

---

It has been three days since, and they're taking you out of your coma. The boys know you will not wake up right away, but they can't help but feel disappointed when you don't wake up once the drug has been administered.

"What matters right now is she'll be okay," Hoseok says. "She'll be okay."

"Yeah," Seokjin can only hope you'll change your mind about the treatments once you wake up. "She'll be okay."

---

Heavy.

Your body feels heavy the moment you wake up.

You try to speak, but the tubes in your throat prevent you from doing so. You try to lift your arms, but it feels like they're made of lead.

"She's awake! Hyung, she's awake!"

You can't decipher the rest of the words being spoken as you succumb back to the darkness, unaware of the chaos around you.

---

The second time you wake, your body feels a little lighter than before.

There's a mop of curls on your bed and a gloved hand wrapped around yours, the figure appearing to have fallen asleep.

Your eyes are bleary, and you can't see who it is.

"J...Jackson?"

You squeeze the hand around yours and they slowly rouse.

"Jackson...?"

The figure finally wakes.

"You're awake," the deep-voiced figure says. Had you not been drugged and still hazy, you would have noticed the awe in their voice and the emotions being spoken in those two words.

And that the figure is definitely not Jackson.

"You're here." You smile placidly. "You're here."

The figure nods, face obscured by the darkness of the room. Only the light of the lamp by the corner illuminates the otherwise dark room.

"I'm here."

"Not dead?" you ask.

The figure shakes their head.

"No. Thankfully not."

You nod, the last vestiges of your consciousness slowly slipping.

"Don't... don't leave."

Silence.

"Don't leave, m'kay?"

The figure nods again.

"I won't this time."

Satisfied, you fall back to sleep.

----

*cardi b's voice* wha' is that?????

[cheesecake-beech]

Imagine Vicious 6 favorite Sanrio character

UH YES FREAKING PLEASE

sorry I went kinda crazy on this KJFGKDFAHHDKSJ

IT DIDN'T EVEN TAKE ME THAT LONG TO MAKE THESE ONLY LIKE- 1pm-10pm TODAY TO GET ALL THESE DONE I WAS FREAKING FOCUSED ON DRAWING THESE LMAO Bro I was so inspired THIS WAS SO FUN TO DRAW LOL

ANYWAY, VICIOUS 6 SANRIO BUDDIES???

Wild Knuckles - Bad Badtz-Maru & Pochacco

Old man is tasked with taking care of a dog and a penguin, dog is like a good doggo son to old man, meanwhile penguin is a troublemaker for old man. (something he's all too familiar dealing with skadjak.)

Badtz-Maru probably makes is a pain in the ass to look after him.

probably skateboarding everywhere inside his house, screeching his guitar just to be annoying

when he tries to give them food or sumthin, he probably does that spoon thing where you flick it and it just ZOOOOM DFSHFKHSDJ

Meanwhile Pochacco is just a good boy.

He plays outside, but he's polite about it. He has nice manners.

Oh and he takes naps on his couch.

Badtz also probably does a freaking kick-flip over the wall because he's bored and wants to go do something else, or to also just inconvenience Knuckles 💀, grampa YOINKS doggo from his nap (because obviously he can't just leave him at home by himself) then books it after him.

Belle Bottom - Kuromi & Chococat

They are the moment. Belle probably likes Kuromi because of her fashion sense and her slayness,

and Chococat, probably thought he was cute and now he's her little buddy. Probably just sits in her hair or on the desk when she's at the lair doing work n stuff.

Belle takes them shopping, because yes.

Jean Clawed - Keroppi & Minna No Tabo

He just accidentally got stuck with watching both of them

The little boy suddenly grabbed onto him and he was trying to shake him off his leg, because who the heck let a tiny kid into the lair. Then all of a sudden a frog fell from the top shelf so he caught him with his claw.

Keroppi didn't like seeing the giant claw hand all that much.

Especially being inside of it.

Minna no tabo just waddled into the base and thought he looked cool.

Jean is kinda freaking out when there's a frog boy crying freaking out and he's unsure what to do with the kid on his leg.

Svengeance - Pompompurin

COME ON- GOLDEN RETREIVER FOR GOLDEN RETIEVER BOY? AUDDHFSHJFHDK IT'S JUST TO GOOD

Sven absolutely loves him and will protect him and loves how squishy he is.

Pompom likes everyone, he sees big guy and sees big guy as friend, he also has similar colour hair! Besties!

Stronghold - Hangyodon

He likes how this guy looks, he thinks he looks funny so he grabbed him and put him on his shoulder.

Hangyodon was just like "k" he doesn't mind, he also thinks he looks cool.

Plus he also likes sitting on his shoulder while walking around.

Hangyodon and do or say anything and it'll probably make Stronghold laugh just because of how silly he looks to him.

Nunchuck - Corocorokuririn

Don't ask

She believes he will make great company as a evil companion in all her crimes.

He's just there.

EXTRA UNDER THE CUT!

Valerie - My Melody & Hello Kitty

She would spoil them, she would take them everywhere. GIRLS' DAY OUTTT

She would TREAT THESE BABIES to EVERYTHING.

SLAY all DAY

Take them out for sweet treats and other stuff, like everythings on her.

ONCE MELODY AND KITTY MENTION KUROMI AND MIMMY YOU BET YOUR ASS SHE'S ALSO GOING TO INSIST THESE GIRLS BUY THINGS FOR THEM dskjdhfdsafgkd

She finds them SO CUTE AND PRECIOUS

Like she looks calm but on the inside she's dying from cuteness

Alan - Marumofubiyori (Moppu)

Alan would've probably accidentally picked them up like "Ayo who tf is this and where did they even come from" and when Moppu suddenly just, falls asleep, Alan would probably just awkwardly start holding him unsure about what to do.

But he'd just sit down and let Moppu sleep, then after a while he'd also probably fall asleep as well, because he also probably needs a nap dshfsfafhdfkdj

They both snore lol

Elliot - My Sweet Piano & Cinnamoroll

OH YEAH, BBY ELLIOT LOVES BABIES??

Bro would be dying and sobbing from how cute they are

Cinnamoroll probably just flies around his house while Piano puts flowers around to decorate.

I wouldn't be surprised if how Cinnamo and Elliot met is if Elliot was just washing dishes and Cinnamoroll just flew in through the window and into his face.

Claude - Tuxedo Sam Tako - Strawberry King Claudia - Pippo

[accidentally-in-fictional-love]

Top 10 18 Most Hated NonDD Roles

Aka the ‘Fuck You, _____!’ list lol these aren't in order other than alphabetical by movie/show this time since that's a lotta hate, but oh boy almost changed my mind a couple times. Now, everyone knows I love DD characters, especially now that I've finished my love list, but what about everyone else around him? Sometimes I like them, sometimes I'm indifferent, sometimes they gotta kill him and I understand that cause he's a hot villain, but sometimes they just straight up treat him bad in ways I don't like or are so awful that I genuinely hate them, so let's take a look at some pure negativity today lmao

Just to state first that even though I'm very salty in this it's still all for fun, even if I have Some Opinions on all the people below 😖

James and José - 12 Monkeys

This is a tiny fuck you cause I get it, but the man was very unwell, like very very very unwell, this is mostly just me excusing murder because hot man but he was doing it to save time itself or something, doesn't that count for anything? Get him some help and then stop the bad guys and fix time, they should be your actual priority, guys.

Everyone who was ever mean to Simon - Almost Human

I'm just a broken record at this point, everyone knows how I feel about Simon, I'm scooping him up and punching all of them in the face and then we're gunna get fries and watch TV together.

Everyone in AVGN: The Movie

I've seen YouTuber movies before, there's usually something that makes me laugh even if it's still that special type of cringe. This movie just sucks. It's bad. It's sososososo bad. The only part that made me laugh was DD's quick bit because he sells every role he's in and I love him. I'm so glad I never have to see this one again, this one's a fuck you to them for just… not making an entertaining movie :/

Cass' family and Dwayne - Cass

Yeah yeah I know they're kids and that they're lonely and dealing with it in bad ways, but my God. She has zero self-preservation (he had such good points about her following him like????) and it's frustrating, and when she went to take that selfie I became so anxious over what her giving it to him would bring that it made me actually sick. Her brother is straight awful, I felt bad at first cause clearly he only has the two friends, but he wasn't just allowing things to happen he was right there being a genuine shit to that homeless couple that it made me mad. The dad I can't fault because he's just looking out for his daughter, so he gets a pass, but fuck Dwayne in particular for stealing his paintings, pissing on everything else, and then nearly getting Joshua to basically kill himself. Old man yells at clouds but it's me yelling at these kids, fuck them I'm taking care of Joshua now. 

Literally everyone else in Cora

The Vampire is the only redeeming quality of this short and even then he still falls prey ;w; Cora herself is okay, her dad is good, but her mom sucks and those teens at the camp really suck, the cringe dialogue really gets me yeesh. I feel like their entire scene could've been shortened or at least written in a way that didn't make my entire body shrivel up when the guys spoke. Fuck all of them for making me cringe when I'm trying to enjoy those double fangs, I’m so petty I’m glad all of them got got.

Jerome - Gotham

His energy is great. I'm still not sure if he actually is the Joker or if I'm insane and it was a red herring cause I saw comments? But he nailed the Dark Knight energy of the Joker even if he's not, don't spoil, I will watch someday I swear. Anyway fuck him though for killing Dwight in the most Joker way possible, yeah he took his face but he also brought him back to life so c’mon man just forgive him already and banish him, I've got room for him in my bed it all works out.

Olga and Svea - Last Seen Wearing

I don't really hate them, but I really like David Porter and the fact that he brought flowers and they still ate him after all he went through to find them. I'm gunna find him at the club and take him to a different party, in fact I'll become a model and help him write a better story and they can eat some other people instead, this tired party boy is mine now.

The Grove - Light Night With the Devil

Yes, fuck the entire Grove. If he didn't get tangled up with them then everything would be fine. He might never be #1 on the charts but he'll always be #1 in our hearts, and Minnie would still be there for him too, so yeah fuck the whole Grove, I want my Night Owl to be happy.

Amber - MacGyver 2016

This one is quick and obvious but like fuck her for using him to start, but using his son as well? What a bitch, I'm not gunna be Cassian’s stepmom I'm gunna be his mom who stepped up.

The Woman - Making Love

This is totally me projecting here, but fuck her. Anyone who's okay with cheating and jerking around the both of them is genuinely hated in my book, both as someone who's been jerked around and someone who's watched someone very dear to me be jerked around while she was in so much pain. This is a real hate, there's nothing jokey about it this time, he deserves better no matter how beautiful she is. No one deserves to go through what he's going through, even though he's not blameless for pursuing her. I wasn’t, and neither was my friend. This one gets me personally, so fuck her.

Detective Loki - Prisoners

I think this guy might be The Most Hated NonDD Role ever. The amount of people I know who hate this guy for what he did to Bob is astounding and I was really hoping he'd find the real guy and save the girls until he did what he did. This guy sucks, he hurt my most precious boy, I'm glad he saved the one girl but he needs a swift kick to the nuts as my dad would say, fuck you Loki, I’ll be taking your badge now, no retirement, no pension.

The entirety of Ray Donovan

I've been putting away DVDs of this show at work for years but I've never seen anything from it until I watched DD's ep. It was so bad I quit the rest of the video after his scene. This one was actual torture to sit through up until that point, I had to see old man sex that I did not want, the camera was on Donovan most of the time while DD spoke, this one is another personal fuck you for giving me a bad time, that show and everyone else in it sucks. (No offense to anyone who may be following me who likes it but it wasn't for me)

The Bullies - Teacher

I hate bullies. I can't stand them. The only exception is Cam and that's only because he's hot and I want him to bully me. In highschool I was always too invisible to be bullied, but those few times where I was seen? Where my seat on the bus was being kicked because it was hot and I opened the window? Where someone came after me cause I was protecting my friend from her bitchiness? Where I was given a fake love confession by a friend of my crush, only to hear him whisper to my crush that I wasn't reading it so I knew it was his idea? I fucking hate bullies. Fuck Tim and his friends for everything they did to Preston and Daniela. Fuck his dad for what he said and did to James as well as his own son even though I’m mad at him. Fuck everyone who wasn't on his side while everything actively got worse and made him spiral. But especially, fuck Arabella for looking at him that way. Like I said in my other list, she would cringe directly to his face whenever he said something she didn't like, which is so fucking rude??? Even when she accepted his dates and she was supposed to be on his side she was still cringing at him; if I was on a date with someone and said something dumb and I looked up and saw that I'd cry and never talk to them again. If she wasn't interested she could��ve just turned him down, he's a nice guy, he would've understood even if it made him sadder, it would've been better than her treating him that way and then storming out on him after he was humiliated in front of her. I hate the bullies, but she was the worst because she wasn't even supposed to be a bully, she just treated him cruelly while trying to be kind.

Dany Wilkins - The Belko Experiment

Okay for this one I'm just petty. He was freaking out and she made it worse, I may just be spouting nonsense here cause I'm clouded by the Power of Love, but if that were me I would've tried to actually calm him, cause her running did not help. It'd be scary as hell, but if I worked there he'd already know me so I wouldn't leave his side. I maybe kinda cheered when she finally died after surviving for so long, this one makes me petty.

The Boogeyman

Great monster design, hated every second he was around, but also fuck this guy for making such a sweet dad so miserable before getting him. I am once again swearing I will save him and make him happy.

Everyone else in The Employer

I just genuinely hate those guys. Their characters sucked and watching them was insufferable. James was the only redeeming quality and I mean that, way to write everyone as the most unlikable people on the planet, which I guess was the point, but they can be unlikeable and still be enjoyable, y’know, that is a possible combination that makes for a better movie.

Fuerza - The Flash

I just straight up hate this thing for killing him in one swipe. It was cheap, it was bad writing, it left me so annoyed after all the great buildup with his family and him working those eyes and stealing my heart. What the actual hell, why couldn't that have been saved for the next episode, why couldn't he have least been injured but ultimately okay, this one just frustrates me. I’m going to the future to warn him and we’re gunna start a family together, that’s another Ray Guarantee and this one’s all for me.

Dracula - The Last Voyage of the Demeter

Yes, I'm giving a fuck you to Dracula himself. This guy made everyone excited for some good bonus pay fun times, then ate half of them, made him shoot his crewmate, made him cry which is instantly illegal, made him fall like 40 feet where he bumped his head and broke his leg, made him try and sink the ship he called him, and then killed him. By the time he fell I was ready to get up and jump into the movie right there in the theater. The only way Dracula can redeem himself is if Hollywood lets DD play him, otherwise fuck Dracula,  friendship ended with him, now Dr Fearless is my best friend.

Honorable mentions

A super special fuck you to James Gunn and Hulu specifically for giving me the greatest loves of my life and then taking them away from me. I'm going to buy their licensing rights from you and bring them back, I miss Abner and Johnson every single day, life is unfair, this sucks, what the hell.

[harukapologist]

hi milgramblr today I had a dream that Mikoto and Hatsune Miku were teaching Haruka how to play tennis, in the playground of the middle school I went to. It was very peaceful and cute, Haruka was doing his best and they were very gentle and patient with him, and were really excited when he scored. Then for some reason, the scene suddenly changed to this haunted house level from a race game I used to play with my uncle on his PS2 when I was very little (can't remember its name at all but it was like. minuscule cars racing idk how to describe it lol), but in the dream I kinda just "knew" that this location was also a Scooby Doo episode (though the scooby gang never appeared LMAO) Accordingly with the scene change all 3 of them had to start running while still playing tennis. Of course since the game is old, the graphics were low, so it was really funny seeing all 3 of them in an HD anime style running surrounded by poorly rendered ground and trees etc. Then for some reason the castle from ~2:45 in Bring It On appeared

and Fuuta came running out of the castle scared shitless because he was being chased by a witch because he refused her cookies, but for some reason the witch was Zatsune Miku ("dark" derivative of Hatsune Miku) and she was like 10x bigger than everyone else, like a giant. Then a tennis racket appeared in Fuuta's hand and he had to join Mikoto, Haruka and Miku in the tennis game while running. Suddenly Zatsune disappeared and they were all able to stop and play normally for a moment, then the scene changed again but to this farm level of the same race game I mentioned above. Mahiru was playing with the chickens at the farm, then suddenly a tennis racket appeared in her hand and she joined the game and everyone had to start running again. They weren't being chased by anything this time though. Mahiru and Mikoto were having SO MUCH FUN!!! MIKOTO WAS HAVING THE TIME OF HIS LIFE. Miku too but she was more focused on teaching Haruka how to play, everyone was encouraging him very nicely. Fuuta was still scared a little bit and insisted that he liked soccer better, but he was also secretly having fun. The scene changed a third time to this classroom-turned-storage-room in the elementary school I went to, and for some reason John was in the closet (LMAO) of this classroom (I don't remember there being a closet in the classroom I have no idea why there was one in the dream) and he was really upset they started playing without him and just watched from where he was in the closet (looks like the endless running while playing tennis curse didn't work on him im sorry John). The classroom was like 5x bigger than it actually is, so they were able to play tennis comfortably for once, and during all of this, Kazui and the Lich (from Adventure Time) were sitting on lifeguard chairs, their positions unchanging, watching and commentating on this monstrosity of a dream I had that I decided to share with you all. They weren't even really commentating, the Lich was eating some cookies with tea and Kazui was just making jokes about everything.

Also, none of the Milgram characters were wearing their prison clothes except Kazui

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Sup bitches

im back and today I'm trying something a little different

Now I know I've written with baby/younger Harry in at least one fic before but I've never written anything with teenage harry cause I'm not a fan of golden trio era obviously lol

But I thought I'd spice it up a bit and try it cause why not (also this idea is amazing or maybe i dont have any others lmao and I don't wanna waste it)

So yeah enjoy

There was never a dull moment in the ancient house of black, always some commotion or excitement going on.

But somehow Sirius always found a way to get bored.

Maybe it was because he was always cooped up here, or maybe the anticipation of the though or idea of being needed for a mission of sorts and then the disappointment when it doesn't happen led to him being almost constantly bored or moody, Remus would take bored over moody any day.

Thankfully, Sirius almost always found Harry to help cure his boredom as Harry usually was also bored out of his mind.

Unfortunately, Sirius almost always found Harry to help cure his boredom as Harry usually was also bored out of his mind.

He swore, those two would tear the house down one day. Sirius with his clever mind full of ideas for pranks and mischief alike and Harry's lean, younger body that could easily climb up onto and crawl into things.

When Remus heard noise coming from Harry's room he headed upstairs to see what the issue was, preparing himself for whatever mess the boy had gotten into.

His surprise must have shown on his face to find Sirius sitting on Harry's hips and squeezing his sides and ribs causing said boy to laugh, eyes shut tight in his mirth.

"Harry's ticklish!" Sirius exclaimed with a grin before returning to torturing helpless Harry. Memories of the times he himself had tickled Harry when he was a baby came flooding back to Remus.

He didn't bring it up but stayed and watched from the sidelines for a bit, silently observing the similarities in Harry and James. The way Harry threw his head back and cackled when someone went for a bad spot, how he snickered if you poked him in the ribs.

Remus soon left them (much to Harry's dismay) not wanting to get too nostalgic.

This started happening more often. Sirius would sigh something along the lines of "I'm bored", smirk and then trot off (quite litterly, he would usually transform into Padfoot), moments later you'd here loud gigging.

Harry didn't mind fooling around with his godfather, he actually enjoyed it alot (as far as Remus knew). But that didn't mean that he didn't crave a little revenge from time to time.

So Remus wasn't surprised when Harry came up to him asking for help.

"Hey, Remus?" Harry asked as he entered. Remus looked up from his book to answer.

"Yes Harry?" He watched as Harry sat down on the opposite chair to talk to him.

"I need some.. assistance."

"What with? Homework?" Remus was always prepared to help with homework, it was a bad habit he'd developed from back when he was at school. Plus becoming a teacher for a short time didn't help either.

"No, not homework." Harry shifted, a little uncomfortable.

"Uhm.. if it's something else, I-I don't think I would be the best-"

"Oh! Oh no! It's nothing like that!" Harry quickly shook his head. Remus sighed in relief.

"Oh okay, good. What can I help you with then?"

"Well, I need some help to get Sirius back for constantly t-tickling me." Harry grinned sheepishly when Remus smirked and nodded in understanding. "You know him the best out of anyone in the house so I thought I'd ask you."

"You came to the right person," A million ideas came to Remus on ways to get him back, some of them things Remus had even done.

"Did Sirius ever tell you that he himself is extremely ticklish?" Harry's jaw dropped and he shook his head.

"Sirius is ticklish?!" Remus let himself grin devilishly.

"Why don't I show you." Remus left his book in his chair as Harry followed him out of the room. "Oh, grab the cloak."

"What for?" Harry asked.

"Just trust me, I know what I'm doing." Harry shrugged and ran up to his room. He returned shortly with the cloak in hand.

He wordlessly put it on and followed Remus into the sitting room where Sirius was sat. Remus felt Harry linger by the door, waiting for a signal to take the cloak off.

"Hi." Remus said, sitting down on the couch nearby to Sirius.

"Hey, Moons." Sirius sighed, letting his head fall onto the back of the chair.

"You okay?" Remus let concern seep into his voice. Sirius shrugged. "You want a hug?"

Sirius nodded and hopped up from his armchair to crawl into Remus' lap and wrap his arms around him.

"Anything on your mind you wanna talk about?" Remus knew not to push Sirius for answers but also knew that Sirius liked to know that people cared enough to ask.

"No, not really.. just feeling a little down today, I don't mean to be a burden." Sirius looked up at him with his classic puppy dog eyes that he has when he's sad. Puppy dog eyes always cause Remus' heart to melt.

Remus kissed his nose and leaned his forehead against Sirius'.

"All better?" Sirius grinned and nodded.

"Yep, the world's problems were all just solved, nothing will ever be wrong again, thanks Moony." Sirius said sarcastically.

"Alright you snarky little sod-" Remus dug into Sirius' belly with one hand the other squeezing his thigh.

"Wahait!! Hold on, n-nohoho!! Remus!" Sirius exclaimed in shock as his arms were grabbed and held above his head

"Harry!" Remus called, using his longer legs to hold onto Sirius' so he couldn't kick.

Harry immediately dropped the cloak and rushed over, sitting down on Sirius' legs.

"Did you two fuckers plan this?" Get me distracted and then jump on me?" Harry laughed and nodded.

"You'll never break me! I have a stronger will than you think I do, even when you're using tortuous methods." Sirius shouted playfully.

"Softly scribble on his lower stomach." Remus instructed.

"NO!" Sirius arched his back, flopping in every direction.

Once Harry grabbed onto Sirius' belly and started lightly tracing, scribbling and scratching Sirius became less wiggly.

"Nooohohoho! I hahate soft tihihickles!" He whined, letting his head fall back onto Remus' shoulder.

"Soft tickles work really well on his stomach area, it drives him up the wall- as you can see." Remus smirked when Sirius hid his face in Remus' neck. "But, harder tickles work well down there as well, including digging, kneeding, raspberries-"

"What's a raspberry?" Harry stopped his tickling to look perplexed. Remus gasped at Sirius and dropped one of his hands that were holding onto Sirius' arms to dig into his exposed armpit.

"You've never showed him what a raspberry is!?" Remus said in surprise. "I'm ashamed of you!"

"I'm sohohohorry, I'm sorry!" Sirius laughed, his wiggling renewed.

"Harry switch spots with me." Sirius groaned as Remus grinned at him and sat on his upper thighs while Harry held onto Sirius' arms.

"Harry do not let go of him or he will hit me, okay?" Harry grinned and nodded. "Sirius, be good."

"I'll try. No guarantees I won't smack the shit out of you." Sirius said.

"Ready, Sirius?"

"Just do it." He mumbled.

"What did you say? Sorry I couldn't hear you, are you ready?"

"Yehes."

"Are you sure?" He teased.

"Yehehess."

"Are you really sure?"

"Mohohoony, stop!"

"Stop what?"

Sirius groaned and looked away. Remus saw his opportunity. He took a deep breath and quickly hiked up Sirius' loose shirt and blew a little below Sirius' naval, a sweet spot on himself.

Sirius went into a laughing fit, immediately trying to curl in on himself. Remus continued to raspberry across his torso to keep him constantly laughing before reluctantly giving him a break.

"That is a raspberry, Harry." Remus said as he and Harry went back to their original spots. "And Sirius' favorite thing, isn't it Sirius?"

"I ha-hate you both." He replied.

"I've barely done anything! Plus, you deserve this for all the times you've tickled me." Harry said indignantly.

"You guys still suhuHUCK!!" Sirius yelped. Harry had just experimentally poked his hips.

"Oh yeah, that's a bad spot." Remus said after see where Harry's hands were.

"Shut up!" Sirius shouted.

"I don't think you wanna be saying that in your position." Remus said up close to his ear, as teasingly as possible.

Meanwhile Harry had started pinching Sirius' hips to see what would get the best reaction. All of the methods he tried got Sirius to positively cackle but squeezing gave the best results.

Remus was still whispering teases in Sirius' ear and along with the hip tickles, Sirius was in hell.

"IT'S SO BAHAHAD!" Sirius knew his face had to be bright red. "P-PLEHEASE STOP!!"

With one final small raspberry to the neck Remus stopped and nodded at Harry to do the same.

"Learned your lesson? You gonna leave Harry alone for a bit?" Remus let go of Sirius wrists, using his arms to hug Sirius instead. Sirius huffed and nodded in response.

Sirius grabbed Harry and pulled him into their little cuddle pile, wrapping him in a hug.

"I'm tired, you two tickled the energy out of me." Sirius sighed. Remus kissed the side of his head.

"You'll live." Harry answered.

"Alright, Mr. Sass king." Sirius poked Harry's belly.

"Noho!" Harry turned onto his stomach to block the pokes. "No tickles!"

"Okay, okay! No tickles. Right, Remus?" Sirius turned to look at him.

Remus nodded from the crook of Sirius' neck. "No tickles."

"Good." Harry answered, letting his head rest on Sirius' chest and his arms return the favor and wrap around Sirius.

"Did you two date at hogwarts?" Harry asked after a few minutes of silence.

"That's a long story." Remus told him.

"I have time.." Harry said.

Sirius and Remus glanced at each other before silently agreeing to tell him. Harry deserved to know.

Sirius started off with how they met on the train station with Remus adding in little bits to the story as they went. By the time they made it to Remus' fourteenth birthday Harry was dozed off.

Sirius rested his head against Harry's, letting his body relax for the first time in a while. Remus kissed Sirius' shoulder once he knew he was asleep.

"Love you Harry, love you Pads.." Was the last thing he thought before drifting off to sleep.

This turned out to be a bit lengthy but finally one of my daydreams comes to life

Hope you liked

[bellysoupset]

hii! i wanted to request something with wendy and jonah bc omg their friendship is so precious to me and i need more of them :’)

i’d love for wendy to be the sickie (emeto and high fever pretty please?) and i was thinking jonah could maybe find out she’s really not doing well bc she’s kinda delirious over text and not making any sense? adding vince as a second caretaker would also be awesome teehee but no pressure!

also if you hate this idea then literally anything wendy+jonah would be good enough lmao i just love their friendship so freaking much 🫶🏽

I loved this idea! People have been asking for some sickee Wendy for a while, so I hope this one delivers! TY for the request 💕

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It had been ages since Jonah had last gone out with Wendy. Between Vince's car accident, their opposing schedules, classes starting back up and everything else, he couldn't remember the last time they had talked despite being on joint medical duty every other night.

Jonah smiled as he felt JD rubbing between his ankles, circling him. He crouched down, petting her behind her ear and heard a huff.

"Don't give this traitor attention, Jasmine Dean Wagner," Leo scoffed from the couch. He had his arms crossed and was pouting and while most of it was played up for the sake of humor, Jonah knew part of it was real too.

"You go out with the guys all the time," Jon smiled, picking up the kitten and planting a kiss on her little head, carrying her back to the couch.

"It's not the same," Leo said, reaching to snatch the cat and snuggling her to his chest, "none of the boys are trying to steal me away from you."

"And Wendy is?" Jonah rolled his eyes and leaned in, planting a kiss over Leo's pout, "no one is stealing me away. Don't wait up," leaning over the couch, almost upside down, he planted a kiss on Leo's forehead and gave JD one last scratch behind her ears.

"I'm changing the locks while you're gone!" Leo yelled behind him, but Jonah ignored it.

Wendy was waiting for him outside her building and she was dressed for the thirties. Gone was the jeans and frilly shirts he saw her wearing in between shifts, today she was clad in a puffy short dress that caused him to roll his eyes in an amused manner.

"Ariana Grande called, she wants her closet back."

"She can come fight me for it," Wendy smiled, entering the car, "I'm so excited."

There were certain hobbies he could only indulge with Wendy. Leo, with much pleading, might watch an A24 movie, but he didn't like it. Going to an amateur queer cinema showing? That was out of question.

Wendy, in the other hand, was jumping up and down with excitement, her arm locked with his and talking nonstop about all the new artists.

It was in a dimly warehouse, the type of place Jonah would never step foot in. Wendy had been the one to find out about them and she was the one who had the tickets.

"Just pick wherever you want to sit and don't forget to cheer and clap if you think the short is worth it. This is a safe space for tears," the boy at the front desk told them and Jonah had to press his lips together not to laugh, "in between sessions we'll have food carts. Enjoy your night."

"It's a safe space for tears," Jonah whispered in her ear, voice all mocking and Wendy jammed her elbow on his side.

"Bet you'll cry."

The first movie was a comedy, so he doubted that. However by the third one, if his eyes burned a little and he had to swallow the knot in his throat... It was none of Wendy's business.

"Here," she handed him a hot dog, stuffed with everything, "fuel up."

"This cannot be safe to eat," Jonah eyed it weirdly, cringing as Wendy wolfed down on her own. She rolled her eyes.

"It's good! Just have one bite."

With much prodding and pushing, he took one bite. By now he was starving so he blamed it on his hunger, because Jon was pretty sure that was the best hot dog he had ever eaten.

He leaned back against the plastic chair, stretching his legs ahead and Wendy smiled at him, "admit it. It's great."

"It's alright."

"Damn, doctor Banks!" she teased, pushing his leg, "a compliment from you!"

"You're such a prick, Wendy," he rolled his eyes.

She was all smiles as she leaned on his side, head resting on his shoulder and finished off her hot dog. The lights turned off once more for the second part of the showing.

He was sucked in by it. The next two were gory horror movies, one of them framing the queer experience through the eyes of a werewolf and while the special effects were more than a little choppy and the acting far from stellar, Jonah was mesmerized. So much so he barely noticed Wendy shifting on her seat multiple times.

It was at the very ending of the last short movie that she got up, pushing his leg, "I need some fresh air," she mumbled and Jonah handed her her purse without thinking, eyes glued to the screen.

The movie ended and he got up, feeling dizzy and floored. The director was sitting just a couple seats ahead - the joys of amateurish cinema - so Jon walked up to them, almost bouncing on his feet.

By the time he got outside, the whole place was basically deserted.

"There you are!" Jonah exclaimed as he saw Wendy leaning against his car, "what are you doing out here, it's freezing!"

"Jon-"

"I talked with the director of the last movie, they're really really cool, Dee. You should've been there. Invited them over for dinner, Leo's going to d- Wendy?"

Only then he got a good look of her face. Wendy was more than pale, she was basically transparent and she was shaking, whole face glowing with the clammy sweat.

"Wendy, what's wrong?"

"I don't feel well," she sighed and he noticed she was hugging her middle. Her dress was puffy and it started right under her chest, so he couldn't see her stomach at all, but he cringed just at the thought, "I'm sorry, Jon..."

"I said those hot dogs weren't safe to eat," he scoffed, moving closer and already feeling vaguely nauseous himself. Had them both gotten food poisoning? Wendy was almost an entire foot shorter than him, maybe it had hit her harder and sooner...?

"I don't think..." she shuddered, "I don't think it's food poisoning, Jon... I'm freezing."

Knowing what she meant, he cupped her face and met blazing hot skin, "Oh darling..." Jon groaned, "you're burning up."

She shivered again and he wrapped an arm around her, opening the car door, "c'mon, I'll drive you home."

She got in obediently and Jonah quickly circled the car, getting in the driver's side, "this hit me out of nowhere..." Wendy moaned, leaning her head back.

"A fever this high?" Jonah frowned, hand cupping her forehead, then her neck, "bullshit, Wendy."

"Uhm?" she groaned, turning her head to look at him through dazed eyes, "what do you mean?"

"There's no way you had a fever this high just hit you out of nowhere, Wendy," he pulled his hand back, starting to drive "were you feeling sick before?"

"No," she scoffed, shoving his thigh, "no, I was fine... I had a headache earlier, but I thought it was just stress..."

Jonah huffed in discontent, but didn't continue to antagonize her. He was getting a headache from stress. Without thinking, he reached in and squeezed her knee, in a reassuring manner.

"Uhm," Wendy planted her hand over his and leaned forward, her forehead meeting the dashboard, "I think... Pull over, Jon."

Although she was still enunciating her words quite well, he didn't take any chances. He turned up the emergency lights and pulled over the side of the empty road.

Wendy let out a groan as she opened the door and staggered out to the back of the car.

He appreciated her having half a mind about his sympathy sickness, but it didn't sit right with him. He watched her via the rearview mirror, leaning over the back, gagging once, twice and then disappearing from view.

Jon cringed, throwing his door open, "Wendy? Are you okay?"

"I'm fi-INE!" she yelled back and he sat there, heart on his throat, one leg in and one out. He drummed his fingers nervously against the steering wheel, hearing another retch and then a whimper, followed by sobs.

"Fuck it," Jonah sighed, getting up and rushing to the back.

Wendy had fully fallen down. She was on all fours and crying over a puddle of sick, her wavy brown hair sticking to her lipgloss.

Jonah gagged, then slammed a fist against his mouth and forced his stomach to stay in place as he crouched down next to her and held her hair back, "are you-" he swallowed in thickly, the hot dog churning, "are you done...?"

"...'mdizzy," Wendy groaned and he noticed she had scraped her hands on the road.

"C'mere, Wen-" he wrapped an arm around her back, pulling her back on her feet and dragging her as far away from the puddle of vomit as he could, while still stay near the back of the car, "are you done? Are you gonna be sick again?"

"Not sure," she leaned her head in, forehead meeting his chest and her knees gave in, causing Jonah to let out a gasp and rush to grab her. It was a good thing he was much taller than her, otherwise she'd have fallen badly.

He held her against the car back, cupping her face, "okay, next time just puke out of the door... Let's get you back in the car."

Wendy had scrapped her knees too when she went down and they were bloody, one rivulet of blood had ran down her left knee and disappeared into her boots.

"You're a mess," Jonah sighed, strapping her back inside the car and gathering all of Wendy's hair into a knot behind her hair, "do you have a hair tie?"

"Purse..." she slurred, rubbing a hand over her face, "shit, Jon, everything is twirling."

"You need to cool down," Jon said, digging in her purse for a scrunchie and failing, "stay put-" he turned the purse over, emptying it's contents on her lap and grabbing the pink scrunchie, "there you go- Perfect" she looked like a yorkshire, with all her hair gathered to the top of her head.

Wendy let out a small smile, "can we go home?"

"Yeah, yeah, in a second," he pushed all the objects back inside her purse and rushed back to the driver's seat, "tell me if I have to pull over again, alright?"

"Hmmm," Wendy pressed her forehead to the window, swallowing in thickly, "was the last movie good?"

Jonah let out a surprised chuckle and squeezed her leg again, "it was amazing... Try napping, I'll wake you up as soon as we get there."

"I miss Vin," she said in a tiny voice, curling up against the door, "this fucking sucks."

Jonah cringed. He knew part of this was his fault. In his eagerness to have Vince stay at his place, it hadn't occurred him that Leo and Wendy avoided each other at all costs and that had severely impacted how many of her already scarce free hours she could spend visiting. Sure, Vince was now back to his own dorm, but clearly Wendy was still hung up on those six weeks she had barely seen him.

"I'm sorry, Dee," he rubbed her arm in an attempt to comfort her, "I'm gonna call him up as soon as we get to your place, okay? Better?"

She sniffled pitifully, "it's not fair," Wendy said, forehead pressed to the window and shivering violently, "I don't... I don't understand."

Jonah swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth, speeding up "it's the fever speaking, Wen, try to get some rest..."

She hummed something unintelligible and pressed more against the door, curling up in her seat. Jon glanced her direction, but it seemed she had settled down.

He drove quietly, worry eating at him. The thought she had been feeling sick for a while and it had passed him by was unnerving, to put it mildly.

Just as they arriving back to her apartment building, Jon reached in, shaking her awake, "Wendy," he rubbed her arm, "Wen, I need your password to open the garage."

"Uhm?" she groaned, curling up further, "I don't feel good..."

"I know," Jonah kept the impatience from his voice, "I need your password to get the car inside the garage, Wendy."

"Ugh, it's..." she squinted, rubbing a hand over her face, struggling to remember, "2011"

"So very safe," Jon rolled his eyes, typing it in the keypad and then parking in one of the designated slots for guests. He sighed, turning off the car and getting out, circling it to her side and opening the door, "how steady are you feeling?"

"...'mnot a baby," Wendy groaned, grabbing his jacket and using it to hoist herself up. Jonah's hands hovered and, for a good reason, because the second she attempted to stand up straight, her knees gave in.

"o-kaAY!" Jonah huffed, putting her arms around his neck and picking her up, "grab your purse."

Wendy obeyed, then turned her face and pressed her nose to his shoulder, "I'm sick, Jon."

"Sherlock Holmes herself," he rolled his eyes, pushing the car door closed with his hip and walking towards the elevator. Inside the small, empty cubicle, he could hear very clearly as her stomach gurgled and Wendy hiccupped, muffling a sick burp.

"Don't puke on me," he warned her and Wendy nodded, not daring to open her mouth, face extremely pale. He cursed, pressing the button again, as if that could make the elevator go faster.

"Jon-" Wendy groaned a second later, squeezing his shoulder and struggling against him, "Jon- Put me-" she gagged, "put me down-"

He obeyed immediately, cursing under his breath as she bent in half and almost fell, causing him to have to grab her by the waist, "please, Wen... Just- We're almost there."

She nodded, breathing in deeply, letting it out through her mouth, not saying anything. Jonah almost jumped with relief when the elevator hit her floor and he grabbed her by the waist with both hands, pulling her out like a ragdoll.

Wendy groaned, bracing against the door of her apartment and clamping a hand against her mouth as she watched Jonah search for her key, "hu- HRURKK-" a retch interrupted her and Wendy groaned loudly, eyes squeezed shut, "hurry-"

"I'm going, I'm going-" Jonah turned the knob, "okay, c'mere-"

Although he grabbed her hand, Wendy pushed him off the way and staggered dizzily inside, hitting her desk with her hip and causing one of the trinkets to fall. She didn't stop.

There was no way she was making it to the suite, so instead she entered the kitchen area and leaned over the sink, gagging violently.

Jonah cringed, turning his face away, but walking closer despite his whole body wanting for him to leave. He rubbed her back with one hand, keeping the other on her waist in case her knees gave in again.

There was a loud, gross burp and then her whole frame shook and Jonah whimpered as he heard vomit falling inside the sink. He swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth, rubbing her back a little harder and thumping on it when it seemed she was choking.

"You cannot have more to throw up, Wen-" his voice was thick with nausea and Jonah ducked his head, letting up a wet belch that burned his throat and offered zero relief. He felt stuffed to the gills, even though he really wasn't.

"Just-god," she whimpered, sounding dangerously close to tears, "leave then-" Wendy turned to glare at him and Jonah winced. Her hazel eyes were very green thanks to how bloodshot they were and she was vomit clinging to her chin. He fought a gag, knowing it'd only make the situation worse.

"I'm not leaving," Jonah scoffed, squeezing her nape, "you're small, there's no way you have more to hurl, is what I meant."

She promptly proved him wrong by groaning, "ohmygod-" and burying her head in the sink again, vomiting up an impressive amount and then dry heaving painfully.

Jon kept the hand that was on her waist put, but removed the one on her back in order to press his fist to his mouth as his whole spine shuddered with a retch.

"I..." she panted for air, trembling, "I- I think I'm done..."

No sooner had she turned the tap to rinse out the mess, Jonah was pushing her to the side and retching violently. It was too much and no amount of fighting it would do.

The hot dog, still tasting too close to the real thing, came up and his repulsion in seeing the bits and pieces clinging to the metallic inside of the sink was enough to send him into another burpy-gagging fit. Jonah groaned, loudly, and then gulped down some of the tap water, forcing up a burp that brought with it the still clear water and some chunks.

He gasped for air, braced against the sink's granite countertop, "sorry, Wen..." his throat was raw, chest heaving for air and Jonah turned to look at her... Only to find that Wendy was bent over the counter and crying, "hey..." he frowned, "why the hell are you crying?"

"You're sick and I'm gross and everything- everything hurts and I miss my boyfriend and your stupid boyfriend hates me and doesn't- doesn't want me around and my belly is so sick and-" she ranted on and Jonah couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"Okay, Dee, you're delirious," he scoffed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and moving closer, cupping her face and wiping away the mascara tears with his thumbs, "let's put you to bed."

"No," she whined pitifully, leaning forward and hiding her face in his chest, "I'm gonna puke again."

"No way," Jonah rolled his eyes, rubbing her back and noticing the heat rolling off of her, "you need some meds too, darling."

"No..." she mumbled, voice muffled by his shirt and he scoffed.

"It wasn't up for debate," Jonah patted her naked thigh, "c'mon. Move, Wendy."

With much prodding and pushing, he managed to get her in the suite, lying on her side with a bucket by her head, still whining.

Jonah sighed, sitting next to her and pushing the stray hairs away from her eyes, "meds staying down?"

"Doubt," she mumbled, leaning over to spit in the bucket, "can you..." her cheeks turned red and Wendy frowned, then waved it away, "forget it."

"No," Jonah glared at her, "what is it?"

She hesitated for a second, then said in a small voice, "could you stay?"

"And get your flu from hell?" Jonah teased, but there had never been any other option in his mind. Her gaze dropped, wounded and disappointed, and he rolled his eyes, "don't be ridiculous, I'm not leaving when you're this sick, Wendy."

"But you're gonna catch it," the rebuttal was weak, colored with relief and he smiled.

"Yeah, because you care so much right now," Jonah got up, kicking off his shoes, "please, please don't puke on me," he crawled in the bed and Wendy let out a happy sigh, turning around so she could press her face to his arm.

"You're the best," she said sleepily and Jonah glared at the top of her head, his cheeks burning. He felt her scoot closer, all vulnerable and let out a groan, "really. I love you."

"Well, duh, you better," he said lightly, rubbing her back and then kissed the top of her head, figuring he was absolutely doomed after having Wendy breathe on his face as she had earlier, "I love you too. Now go the fuck to sleep."

[akajustmerry]

sorry but as a tag lurker I just wanna rant about the s*dcarmys I keep seeing in the richonne tag for a second because uhhhh it's weird and kinda racist (why is there a photoset of jeremy and ayo at the emmys tagged as a richonne you guys are so fucking weird).

anyways I saw a post talking about sydcarmy comparing it to richonne ([sarcasm] oh gee I wonder why) that was like, "sydcarmy proves that if twd aired today, ppl would insist rick and michonne were just platonic" and wow. what an absolutely wild revisionist take implying richonne was accepted like that lmao. like, as someone who was there back in 2014-16 watching in real time, I can tell you that people did very much deny richonne was going to happen DESPITE it being a canon romantic relationship in the source material the show was based on. and they DID claim this was because the show was "clearly platonic" and a million and one other things that was clearly just racism in disguise. myself and a lot of richonne shippers of colour especially were treated like fucking pariahs for years.

I absolutely think ships between white and Black people are written off in fandom at large due to anti-Blackness and misogynoir and all of them share that in common.....HOWEVER, I really don't think sydcarmy and richonne are comparable beyond this and any insisting they are feels kinda racist in that it's clear a lot of people just see a relationship between a white dude and Black woman and think they're the same. Because other than them being a ship that involves a white man and a Black woman, everything else is sooo different.

Like..... The biggest difference being "syd and carmy are platonic" is not just something racist ppl in fandom say (and I'm not discounting that), but it's also something the actors and creators of the Bear have repeatedly said. This was absolutely not the case with richonne lmao. If anything it was the opposite, the actors and writers loved teasing that richonne would happen and how much they wanted it to happen and even directly challenged fans who said otherwise. Like richonne was basically a sure thing because of the source material and people still denied it because of racism. I literally didn't think richonne would happen because I was afraid the racism in the fandom would impact the outcome of the show.

I honestly think it's so fucking weird to compare richonne to sydcarmy when there is a non-racist argument for sydcarmy being platonic that's supported by the people making the bear - which there literally wasn't for richonne. and I think ppl equivocating them are really weird.

[cryptidsurveys]

Thursday, November 7th, 2024.

What's one simple pleasure(s) that you greatly enjoy? Waking up to a snow-covered landscape. Cuddling with my cats while cozy in bed. Eating a warm and delicious breakfast. What a nice morning. <3

What are you listening to? The furnace running and the sound of my typing.

Are you in a relationship? I'm not.

What is your opinion on abortion? I'm pro-choice.

Why do you think so many people get depressed these days? There are probably a lot of factors. There certainly were in my own life. Thankfully, I'm doing so much better now and would no longer consider myself depressed.

Last movie you saw in theaters: Wild Robot.

Your heart is beating faster than usual, whom are you standing next to? It would most likely beat that way due to anxiety, so maybe Alex, my sibling, or certain people from my past.

What was going through your mind during your last kiss? I no longer recall.

Why did your last relationship fail? I was deeply mentally ill and harbored a lot of unresolved trauma. I also just don't think we were as compatible as we wished we were.

Do you feel like screaming? Naw.

How are you in general? Pretty good. Looking forward to a relaxing day of housecleaning and baking.

Do you think the world would be a better place without humans? It would be less polluted and there wouldn't be any human-caused suffering, but nature - for all its beauty and abundance - is still an incredibly indifferent, destructive, and oftentimes grotesque force. Eliminating humanity from the equation wouldn't suddenly transform the Earth into a Garden of Eden.

Last dream you had: The first fragment involved the animal shelter. I don't remember much aside from tasks taking an incredibly long time and feeling like I was fumbling around without making much progress. The second dream mainly took place in something of a hospital setting. Reminded me of my eating disorder inpatient days. I was showing Nick (ex-partner) around to the various gaming/activity rooms. There was also a bit of initial estrangement and rekindled romance involved, but nothing too over the top. Mostly limited to hugging, so relatively PG.

What's your favorite drink? Water, coffee, and hot chocolate.

What's love to you? A deep feeling of trust, respect, understanding, etc. Which are also words that are difficult to define, lmao.

How is the weather today? Cloudy, snowy, and 30*F.

Are you in love? I'm not.

What was your favorite cartoon during childhood? I didn't have an absolute favorite, but I watched shows like Doug, Rugrats, Hey Arnold, Spongebob, Dragon Ball Z, Yu-Gi-Oh, etc.

Who is your best friend and why? Oliver.

What is your greatest fear? Losing my dad.

What is on your mind right now? Mostly animal shelter stuff and how to stay safely separate from some possible drama. I don't want a repeat of last time, so I'm going to have to set boundaries even if it upsets some people (or one person in particular - everyone else should be chill about it).

Do you have any addictions? Smoking.

Have you ever done drugs, if so, what? Yeah.

Do you enjoy watching Family Guy? I did when I was younger, but I doubt I would enjoy it now. It's just not my cup of tea.

What is it that you really want right now? No more migraines. It's the biggest missing puzzle piece in my life right now. Without them, I would have almost no reservations about applying to the animal shelter.

Are you deep? Well, I'm not shallow…but there are far deeper thinkers than me out there.

What is your opinion of God? Is he real? I choose to believe in God. But is God real, and what is God, actually? I have no idea.

Do you and your best friend have funny nicknames for one another? Not really.

Are you a parent? I'm not.

Who would you like to be for a day? Maybe a climber summiting Mount Everest. I am aware of all the issues and controversies surrounding it, but since we're talking impossible hypotheticals here…yeah.

Is there a member of the opposite sex that you can tell anything to? I can tell pretty much anything to my therapist.

What are some bands that you've seen live?

Who is your favorite person? My dad.

What is your favorite season? Autumn. The early days when the leaves are just beginning to change and there's only a whisper of a chill in the air. The middle days when the leaves are in full transformation and the nights are longer and cozier. And the later days when the trees are mostly barren, the cold and frost are constant companions, and the snow begins to fly.

If you would get the chance to relive your past, would you do differently? Like my whole life or just specific parts of it? Would I magically know then what I know now? It's just weird to imagine being a baby and possessing all of my current knowledge and experience…

How? There are all kinds of things I would do differently…or might never experience at all. I don't know how dramatic the "butterfly effect" would be, but at some point I would inevitably break with my original trajectory and wind up in unknown territory. Honestly, though, I would prefer to work with the life I have.

Do you know who Kurt Cobain is? Yeah.

What about Ben Moody? Yeah.

How is life for you? I would say it's mostly good. It has its challenging and painful aspects, but they're tolerable.

State something about yourself that no one knows? Hmm.

Do you have any pets? What are their names? I have three kitties named Esther, Karenna, and Lacy.

Last joke you heard, did you find it funny? Slightly.

What is your favorite recent memory? Hiking along the Carhart trail with my dad. Such a quintessential cloudy autumn day brimming with nostalgia.

Do you like to cuddle? Yesss.

What is the most important thing to you in life? My loved ones, my cats, volunteering, growing/healing, learning how to create and protect a sense of peace.

What is your favorite movie?

What's a song(s) you can relate to?

Have you heard of Postsecret? Yeah.

Whom do you look up to? My dad, staff at the animal shelter, my therapist, etc.

Where and with whom did your last hug take place? I think it was at Chili's. My mom and I hugged after we went out to eat.

Do you want children someday? No.

What would you name them?

If you could represent a sin, what would it be? Sloth or envy.

Do you enjoy horror movies? Yeah.

Do you believe in ghosts? I'm not sure. Even though I'm fascinated by the paranormal, I sure am something of a skeptic.

Would you ever go bungee jumping? Maybe if the opportunity presented itself, but it's not something I would seek out.

If you had 13 million dollars, what would you do with it? Probably just save it and use it as necessary. I can't see myself changing my lifestyle very much.

Are you waiting for someone to message or text you? I just checked my text messages and saw one from Iris (manager). She asked if I was coming in today/couldn't remember my usual days. I told her my schedule and said I would be happy to come in if needed, so now I'm just waiting for a text back.

Do you tend to hide your true self? Yeah.

Do you have a lot of friends? Just one best friend.

What's the last time you laughed really hard? A few weeks ago.

Are you looking forward to anything? Yes.