#i also totally am not excited over getting to see him be physically there after new war i totally do not love this floating tiny robot

[systelon]

「 big nap 」

[elsecrytt]

so things have been better at work lately.

after satoru gojo spends several hours on his knees, tears in his eyes, begging you to slap him in the face a second time, you're feeling confident that you're not going to lose your job.

you're also feeling better after your rent situation. satoru had finally convinced you to slap him again with a big, fat, thousand dollar bonus added on for each instance of physical contact.

you're kind of proud of how you pulled that one off.

"a hundred dollars? am i a joke to you?"

"what do you mean, five hundred per slap? i told you, my rent went up!"

"i still have other bills, satoru. what do you think groceries cost these days? how much is a banana, satoru? how much?"

considering all he ate was takeout and he never kept receipts or even listened to totals, it wasn't that difficult.

on the other hand, it was kind of messed up how drastically your life has changed now that you slapped your boss.

right now, you're cooking another lovingly homemade breakfast meal. french toast, glazed bacon, some picture-perfect omurice (it was pretty fun, trying to get it perfect)!

you enjoy cooking again. it looks so much more tasty knowing you're going to get a bite of it for yourself.

satoru sits, bright and eager, at the beautiful marble table you've laid so many (untouched) meals down on.

you relish how the excitement melts off his face when you set a bowl of cereal in front of him. sitting across to help yourself to your own meal which you cooked.

"hey!" he's quick to protest, of course, but shrivels under the weight of your glare.

"oh, don't be shy, satoru," you say evenly, "i know you don't like my cooking."

there's an awkward silence that follows. oh, sweet vindication.

almost as sweet as finally getting to eat your own cooking. god. you're mad at him all over again. this was awesome.

all those meals you worked so hard on... all that perfectly good food that went straight into the trash out of pure spite... oh, the joy that floods your chest as he looks at you like a kicked puppy.

"please?" he whines, "c'mon, i know i was a jerk! i promise i'll eat it this time!"

"will you?" your eyes narrow as you stand up, watching him tense as his eyes lock onto you.

good.

"on the floor," you say, pointing down. "lay down."

it's telling how quickly he moves to obey. god, you spent so much time catering to this little shit when you should have been telling him what to do.

you kick him in the side, and satoru yelps as your foot lifts up his side. still, he rolls over obediently, grumbling.

"you're so mean," he whines as you press down on his back.

that sends a little trickle of delight through you.

you're mean now, are you?

with him laying on his belly, you grab your half-finished omurice from the table, sitting yourself down on his ass.

and his ass looks a lot better in the jeans than it feels - satoru's a lean guy. but you make it work, straddling him, just enough that you could grind your crotch down against him... if you wanted to.

he groans at it, too, confirming just how hard he is.

you set the plate in front of his face.

"okay, satoru. you want some?" you grab him by the hair, pulling his head up, just on top of the plate, "eat."

another little bitch-moan comes out of his mouth, no doubt a complaint.

you shove his face forward, "i don't want to hear it. eat what's in front of you and be grateful for it."

his hips shift underneath you - the whore is grinding against the floor!

but you see his mouth moving, eating like you told him to.

after a few bites you pull him up, giving him time to swallow before you ask.

"well? how is it?" you can't keep the bitterness out of your voice, "does it belong in the trash?"

there's a warning tone, a frustration that sounds almost like motherly scolding.

it makes satoru about ten times harder.

"no," he simpers, leaning back forwards to take another bite.

like a dog on the leash, you stop him, hand in his hair.

"what do we say?"

satoru bites his lip. his cheeks are hot, flushed. "thank you for the meal~"

you let him back with a huff.

and try as you might to suppress it, there's something that heats your blood, too. something burning inside you at the sight of him eating like a dog, licking the plate clean.

devouring the meal you made for him like he can't get enough.

you tell yourself it's just satisfaction. seeing food not go to waste.

you distinctly ignore the pulse between your legs -

but it gets harder to, when satoru finally finishes his meal, spinning around underneath you.

he makes no attempt to push you off - instead, he pulls you against him closer, so you're straddling his hips.

grinding against his crotch. friction hot and delicious and pulling at something deep inside you.

crystal blue eyes looking up at you, all pretty and pleading.

pawing hands clasping over your thighs.

"please, madam housekeeper," he licks his lips, "may i have some more?"

...

...you're not about to fuck your boss... are you?

[plutoenjoyer]

soft gaon thoughts 💭

· get ready to handle the silliest goofiest bf ever

· i feel like you guys know alllll of each other's references and jokes. same sense of humor, too

· he'll text you some shit like

· "Shrimp🦐🦐🦐!!!" at 2 am

· you just reply "real"

· "☺️"

· i feel like you're both strange. but i love that for you

· MUSIC. this guy is always humming a tune or making up a little song about something super mundane...

· "im washing the dishes 😎 im washing the dishes yeah uh huh😎" (i imagine he's doing a little dance to go along with it, like a dork)

· "... jiseok what are you doing."

· you know exactly what he's doing. it has become background noise at this point

· it depends on how he's feeling but sometimes if you catch him doing something really silly he just goes completely still and silent exactly where he's standing and you guys have a very tense staring contest until one of you guys breaks

· in that way he's always trying to make you laugh, your face constantly hurts from how much smiling you do when you're around him!!!!

· and unlike a certain maknae i think he'd let you win things most of the time.

· if he's tickling you to mess around with you, and you need to break free, you totally get back at him by pressing your cold hands against his neck and laugh as he shrieks and pretends like he just got fatally wounded in a war

· "y/n.... how could you........" (HE LITERALLY STARTED IT??)

· he dramatically rolls his eyes back and crumbles to the floor???

· and when you get up to pull him up after he pretended to literally die, YOU GET PULLED INTO HIM FOR ANOTHER ATTACK

· this was indeed the last time he'd ever attempt this because he has also neglected to remember he is also very very ticklish.

· there has to be a study on why he likes to wrestle you so bad when he also claims he's fragile and delicate if you fight him back too hard.

· other than that you've probably won every thumb war, rock paper scissors, and tag match against him at a ratio of 9999:0.

· sure he can get competitive sometimes but he's weak and likes to see you cheer out of excitement when you win ("it's too cute ..." he thinks) even if you know it wasn't a tough battle to begin with.

· and on the off chance he DOES win you get what you want in a roundabout way anyway.

· you don't know how he comes up with some of his insanely convoluted conclusions to justify you getting what you want even if he was the one that won but y'know. he's head over heels for you

· maybe it's because while he is very silly, he's also Incredibly Smart

· you both always have really deep, insightful questions and discussions. about anything, from your favorite movie and why, an exact numerical scale of what counts as "too salty" or "too sweet" to every individual, if trees have feelings, if spongebob would survive living in seoul, or if the fish from shark tales is really that sexy

· i think he aims to spend meaningful time with you since he's so busy, and picking apart each other's brains is a very deep form of bonding to him as someone who's constantly meeting others in a fast-paced, unpersonalized way and also values good discussion

· he likes to go a little slower around you, in all ways. i feel like he's usually moving really fast, both physically and mentally, going from photoshoot to band practice to home, or thinking of everything that's next and what's passed

· when he's with you he really savors that time. he feels at ease when you're around, giving him a little break from everything to just be himself. your presence means so much to him

· he wants you to feel the most safe and loved ever when you're with him and to do so he always always wants to know your thoughts and views and boundaries. you've never once felt ignored or dismissed by him, and he's always taking your side into consideration even if you guys get into rare arguments

· back to being a DORK he sometimes will kiss your cheek with a LOUUUUD kiss noise, going MWAAAHH >3< (yes with the exact face)

· or he'll hug you from behind and sway you a bit

· or rest his chin on your head when you're cuddling watching a movie and gently thrum his fingers on your arm out of habit

· he's just so silly and in love with you and is NOT afraid to show that.

· loves the sound of your laugh the most. could listen to it all day. would go to Great Lengths in order to make you smile and luckily it doesn't take much when he's around :]

· seriously the cutest pair in the world

[ssentimentals]

Another request here but with Carlos from hurt prompt no. 11 and no. 7 and ik its angst but can you give it a soft ending like the drabble is angst but ends at a soft note!!!!!! oh i am already excited for your works.....

f1 request, oh my god, here we go!! thank you sweets 💜 thank you for requesting and i hope you'll like it!

hurt prompt: 'did you really think you'd get a second chance?' 'that's not what i meant and you know it.'

carlos is always calm and collected, so when he lets his phone flying through the room only for it to end up hitting the bedpost, you know that he is angry. livid, even. and maybe, maybe it would've been wise of you to sit this one out, to not argue and make the situation worse. but it hurts, everything he said, every single word is like poison and you had too much. 'did you really think you'd get a second chance?' you hiss out, practically vibrating with frustration. 'after everything you said?'

carlos looks like he's one second away from screaming. his chest rises up and down along with his deep breaths and you can see how he physically holds himself back from raising his voice on you. 'my words,' he starts and then pauses, running his fingers through his hair. 'i just-'

'you want me gone?' you interrupt, clenching your hands into fists. part of you wants to cry out, but you're staying as strong as you can.

'that's not what i meant and you know it.' carlos grits out, looking at you sharply. his usually filled with love and adoration eyes are now staring at you with barely hidden anger. 'you didn't let me finish.'

'then tell me!' you shout, not being able to hold everything inside you anymore. 'tell me what you actually mean, carlos. c'mon, spill it out.'

fighting with carlos is horrible. you hate it, hate standing too far away from, hate this tremor that rocks your body, hate how even though you're angry there's nothing more you want right now than to be in his arms. you know this and carlos knows this too, judging by how his arms keep on flexing, reaching out to you and then backing down. 'i sometimes can't find the right words,' he starts, carefully measuring each word. 'and- i never want you gone. how do you even- tu eres mi vida, how could i possibly want you to be gone when you are my life?' he questions, totally perplexed. 'let's start there. i do not want you to go. ever.'

relief that washes over you makes your knees buckle dangerously. the way he looks at you - those big brown orbs are full of sadness due to fight but also full of love. always full of love when he looks at you even if you two are fighting. without saying a word, carlos takes one step and reaches out to you and frustration is still present in you, but nothing can beat the love that you feel for this man. of course you meet him in the middle and when his arms wrap around you, you feel like you're floating.

'i'm sorry,' carlos mutters into your head. 'please let's talk this out.'

you nod. 'i'm sorry too.'

and you are, truly. and when carlos caresses your back, murmuring gentle nothings into your ear, you know that you're in the right place, place where you belong.

a/n: request your own here! <3 - nini

[sammiesallow]

Heya! I've recently found your writing and I've got to say I love your writing style sm <33! Also I'd like to request some headcanons about Ominous and Sebastian (separate please) about cuddling for the first time with the reader, if you are ok with it of course, also I'm planning on sending more requests in the future so can I be known as crow anon? Anyways have a good day or night :D and don't forget to stay hydrated!

Hi crow anon! I love this request, i was planning on writing something like this anyways!! 🤭🤭

Cuddling Headcanons! (Sebastian, ominis)

(Art not mine!) (p.s look at ominis he's snoozing 😭❤️)

Summary - cuddling for the first time with Sebastian and ominis! All fluff <3

Sebastian Sallow ⭐️

He's not necessarily nervous when asking you to cuddle for the first time

Naturally, he's flirty so he kinda just asks you honestly.

"Can you come here?" *yoink*

Obviously he will ask if you're ok with anything, but he just loves being able to hold onto you in any way

Somehow the most aggressive cuddler ever though 💀

"Get over here!!!" *pulls you aggressively to his side* (in a loving way)

Like for real man calm down I'm not going anywhere 😭

After you sit/lay with him he calms down quite a bit though

Immediately melts in your arms and becomes a baby

He loves to hold you, but more importantly, you hold him

It brings him so much comfort

Your body heat and the smell of your perfume/cologne is enough to send him to sleep

And he totally does by the way

He's out like a light within the first 5 minutes

The most adorably stupid sleeper ever

He's not cute or elegant by any means- sebastian will be snoring and drooling while he's sprawled out on top of you

Sorry bae, you're not leaving any time soon

And if you do have to go for any reason he's whining like a baby and begging you to come back to the comfort of his arms

He is the cutest thing ever in the stupidest way- he's such a dork 💀

Ominis Gaunt 🐍

Unlike sebastian, he's very nervous to ask you for cuddles

He's laying on the couch in the undercroft and Says "can... Can I hold you? I mean- can we.. Cuddle?"

He feels you sit down and immediately grabs on to you

He wraps his arms around your waist and puts his face in your neck, inhaling your scent

Slowly pulls you down with him

HE'S SO CUTE

You're laying on top of his chest and you can hear his heartbeat going wild

He'll whisper in your ear how much he love you and he'll run his fingers through your hair

Like sebastian, he's out

Immediately he's fallen asleep

Unlike sebastian, he's a very elegant sleeper

He looks majestic honestly

He's breathing softly, eyes closed and mouth slightly parted

He always wants to hold you, but occasionally you can be the big spoon

It makes him feel safe

He's so in love with you, he always wants physical contact so cuddling is the best option 😭❤️

A/n - THIS IS THE CUTEST THING I HAVE EVER WRITTEN OMGGGGG I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THEM

ty for the request crow anon!! Excited to see more!!! (P.s maybe you can tag the end of your requests with '-🦅' or a bird emoji :D only if u want ofc!)

[skzooweemama]

Hello!!! Omg I've recently been obsessing over your posts 😅 I love your writing style!

If you're not too busy, could you do a thing that's like skz's reactions to finding out you're ticklish?

It's totally fine if you don't want to, take care!! 💕

yes ofccccc!! i'm so glad you like my writing!

formal apologies to all my not ticklish stays- just pretend for this one :) <33

two posts in two days? who am i? guess i’m on a writing kick lol- unfortunately i do not think this will continue (but also i don’t want it to be another month before i post again so i’m gonna do my best)

anyway- hope y’all enjoy!! this was super fun to write! still experimenting w formatting too so stay tuned 😵‍💫

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Bang Chan:

channie definitely figured it out quick

literally he is always touching you

we've been over this

of course he is a gentleman

his love language may be physical touch, but he had to make sure you're okay w that first!

waits until you begin to initiate affection more often before he gets clingy

but then he's kind of all over you :)

you invited him over to your place one night, and even though he had just been working for hours, he was just too excited to see you

he was super tired though, so you took it upon yourself to set up a cute movie date so the two of you could just chill out and cuddle

at first, channie was just happily cuddled up against your side, an arm lazily slug around you waist while you petted his hair

it was cute and sleepy and perfect

until he just had to go and mess it up

chan's musicality seemed to get the best of him as he began to drum the rhythm to one of their tracks out on your waist

your very ticklish waist

there was a noble and valiant effort to stop yourself from freaking out, but alas

you let out a squeal and suddenly chan perked up, his exhaustion completely gone

safe to say you got pinned to the couch and tickled within an inch of your life

praying for you babe, he is a true monster

Lee Know:

minho wasn't really on the hunt for your tickle spots tbh

honestly, it's not something he thinks about a lot

unless it's happening right in front of him or he's feeling mischievous and he can take it out on someone in his direct vicinity (ex. our maknae on top)

his interest has to be piqued first

that's why when he figured out that you're ticklish, it was literally in the most cliche way possible

that's right- you got stuck in your shirt

it was a cute top that was way too expensive, but you had splurged a bit because you wanted something nice to wear on night outs

unfortunately, it was also incredibly tight and hard to get on and off

especially for your tipsy post-date brain... you were struggling

that's how minho found you, with your top half off, arms trapped in the fabric pulled over your head

he scoffed at you, shaking his head and tutting that you should've asked for help

just like him to be condescending at a time like this smh

but he does help you, grasping at your fabric cage and yanking upwards

and it was so helpful, except for the fact that he just barely brushed your underarms

which made you squeal and pull away from him

which made him curious

minho helped you out of the top completely before he decided to explore what made you squeal like that

after that, though, he tackled you onto the bed and found every single tickle spot you had before he even thought about letting you go

and he's a meanie too... idk if you'll survive :)

Changbin:

changbin has definitely tried to tickle you before

he just never found the spot

yk how sometimes you'll see vids of idols "tickling" their member's forearms or like shoulder?

he did shit like that, fully expecting you to laugh

safe to say you did not

so he had mostly given up, content with the fact that you aren't ticklish

however

he did start to take you on gym dates

and on one of these gym dates he discovered just how wrong he was

you decided to try to do an unassisted chin up, which you had been building up to by using resistance bands each time you tried

changbin was standing close by for moral support (and also to catch you just in case)

you made sure to remember the proper technique and pulled yourself all the way up, chin just meeting the bar

changbin cheered when you dropped down, grasping your waist and kissing your cheek proudly

you felt so victorious! but when changbin's hand just brushed against the skin of your stomach from beneath your shirt, you froze and let out a squeak of surprise

despite my earlier comments, changbin is no dummy

you can be sure that later that night he decided to see just how sensitive you really were

you'll never have a moment of peace with him now ;))))

Hyunjin:

hyunjin is a poker

for some reason, those long fingers of his are just drawn to exposed skin

changbin is a frequent target, but tbh all of the members have fallen victim to his shenanigans at some point

and ofc, there's no special treatment, even if you're dating him

you will be poked, and it will tickle

your first mistake was wearing a new shirt that had those slits going diagonally down the front of the top

you hadn't even thought anything of it when you put it on that morning

i mean, it's a shirt and you were under the assumption that your boyfriend wasn't a weirdo

(you were wrong)

that night, hyunjin decided to help you make some dinner

and by "help" i mean he stood behind you with his hands around your waist and his chin on your shoulder while you cooked, talking your ear off about whatever came to his mind

he's annoying

anyway, eventually he got bored

you were too focused on the food! how could you ignore him?!

as he stewed in his boredom, his fingers found their way to the slits in the front of your shirt and brushed up against your warm skin

and then, he delivered one firm poke

right to your bellybutton

immediately, you let out a strained giggle and tried to move away from him, but unfortunately he had you trapped between the kitchen counter and his body

before you could even devise another plan of escape, his hands slipped beneath your shirt and began to wreck your tummy, shirt slits be damned

you nearly died that night, and it was certainly not the last time something like that happened~

Han:

jisung was shy

really he was, especially at the beginning of your relationship

it took him a while to even work up the nerve to kiss you after you began dating, and even then he was kind of drunk

but somewhere around the 3 month mark, a switch flipped

he began to touch you more and he was more playful

introverts are funny like that

it stands to reason that he discovered how ticklish you were not long after

i mean, how were you supposed to respond when he asked to give you a foot massage? say no?

you tried that, but he pouted and you caved

you sort of accepted the fact that he'd find out, especially when you got out of the shower to find him on your bed with lotion and foot masks

and he looked so fcking cute too, curse you jisung >:(

safe to say he knew something was up as soon as you sat down to offer him a foot to massage

you were bright red, stuttering, and even sweating a lil bit

and when he started teasing?! telling you how cute you looked?!!?

oh no, you were done for

he couldn't even start massaging, you collapsed in giggles as soon as his fingers grazed the bottoms of your feet with lotion

your silly boyfriend started laughing at you, and the next thing you knew, your feet were headlocked beneath his arm and he was going to town on them

you screamed and thrashed, and eventually pulled a foot away and gave him a good kick

bad idea, because now he's gonna get revenge by finding out what other spots make you scream <3

Felix:

felix was totally curious

like you knew he was ticklish (you reminded him of that fact frequently), so shouldn't he know if you were too?

he thought he should

his investigation began one evening when he came over for a sleepover

you, ofc, were expecting nothing but cuddles and romantic cutesy stuff

after your last week of midterms at university, it felt more necessary than ever

felix, on the other hand, was nothing if not conniving

it wasn't his fault that you just looked so cute in your pjs

perfect to test his theories on as well

you had dragged him to the bathroom so you could do skincare together, and then made him sit through a face mask, and then you two finally went to bed

but felix still had to wait for the perfect moment

and he wasn't gonna stop you when your lips found their way to his, small kisses blossoming into a lazy make-out session

emphasis on "lazy" because honestly you could hardly keep your eyes open by the time he pulled away

he giggled and brushed your hair from your eyes, thumb tracing your kiss-swollen lips as he whispered about how pretty you were

you flushed, scolding him about being a tease before you reached to turn off your bedside table lamp

felix suddenly remembered his mission

and his time had arrived

you just barely clicked the light off before felix stuck his fingers right into your armpit, massaging deep circles into your flesh

you positively squealed, unable to stop yourself from falling into witch-like cackles

felix's investigation was a success, and you can bet he'd use these findings again and again

Seungmin:

seungmin tickles you to get what he wants

or at least, he does after he finds out about your weakness

and it doesn't take long really

technically, the two of you weren't even official yet when he makes the discovery

the night before, one thing kind of led to another during an after-party, and the next thing you knew, you woke up in the same bed

wearing very little

anywayyyy

seungmin was the first to wake up in the morning with a raging headache

no lie, he felt like he had been run over by 20 tour buses

somehow, when he saw you, cuddled into his chest snoozing peacefully, he felt less gross

it was probably because he was in love with you, but he wasn't really ready to admit that to himself yet

and he did really have to pee, and he could not do that with you koalabeared onto him

no time to think about emotions or anything

at first, he tried to shake you awake, which proved to be futile

next, he tried prying your arms off from around his waist, but your grip was like iron

finallly, he tried poking and prodding you because he didn't have any other ideas

almost immediately you began to squirm away, trying to fight off the tickles in your sleepy state

eventually (partly because you were too cute gently giggling and partly because now he really needed to pee) he finally dug into your sides and really gave you a good wake up call

you woke up laughing loudly from the tickles, and when your vision cleared, you saw a blushing seungmin making his way to the bathroom

I.N:

Jeongin tickles you when you annoy him

which you do a lot

it's like you were built to push all of his buttons istg

the first time he ever found out you were ticklish, you were making fun of him

it was a personal favorite pastime of yours

(definitely not because you thought jeongin was hot when he was frustrated, no ofc not)

today had just not been a good day for him in the slightest

his voice was a bit hoarse so he couldn’t record, he kept missing steps in their dance practice, and to top it all off he was breaking out from the stress of a new comeback

so really, why were you adding gas to that fire?

usually you only bugged him because you wanted to get his mind off of whatever was bothering him

your teasing was light hearted, and you never had bad intentions

but when you wouldn’t stop asking for kisses, started whining at him after he said he didn’t wanna give you kisses, and then sat yourself right on top of him and refused to move… that’s when he got fed up

and yet you kept it up

jeongin decided he needed to do something drastic

and of course he’d never hurt you and he wasn’t truly mad, but he did need to teach you a lesson

so… he set his hands on your hips, looking up at you from where you were seated on his lap, facing him

and he asked if you would move

when you said “no” once again, he squeezed your hips like his life depended on it

you shrieked and fell to the side, trying to squirm away from his evil hands as they tickled you mercilessly

as jeongin pinned you down and made you laugh until you couldn’t breathe, you couldn’t help but think about how you deserved this

whatever, it was fun so you just decided to be even more annoying in the future :)

[devilsdeal666]

Ride Home pt.2

Spencer Agnew X Fem Reader

Warnings: non that i know of

Note: No smut, yes i said there would be but I forgot, the next part definitely will, I’ve set it up. This is the second part of Ride home, it’s not been proofread so sorry for any mistakes. Please let me know if there is anything wrong in comments. Let me know if yous want part 3? I have a plan for it so might post when done anyway. Sorry for the rant thanks for reading, hope you enjoy.

WC: no idea.

Back at the office i was on my way to my desk running into Spenser on the way, he still makes me swoon. He is wearing the usually blue jeans with a Smosh hoodie on, his hair is messy but also perfect, he has such beautiful curly brown hair. “Hey Spence.” Saying when you see him. He doesn’t know you have a huge thing for him. “Hi, excited to edit all day?” He says while striding along the hall way towards the editor bay. He’s a lot quicker of a walker than me, but its okay i keep up and we are so close enough that i when we walk in sync i can feel his hand brush mine; butterflies erupt in my stomach. He doesn’t notice but he never does, if he does he doesn’t say anything. But lately he’s been getting closer and touching me more not in a weird way, just getting closer. If I didn’t know him as well as i do, i would think he likes me.

A few days ago i walked into the office seeing him after the few days we had off after the busy week; it was so good to see him again, i missed his smile. He smiled pulling me in for a tight hug, I know he likes physical touch but it makes me so anxious, like what is I’m sweaty or smell or something. The next day as we were sat on the couch at the games couch me and him were on a team today so we were sat together, he was so close i could feel him body heat radiating off him. Spencer is good at games, i like to be on his team because we usually win, he’s pretty good at most games. After the first round of the game we won of corse and in celebration he grabbed my shoulder and pulled me into his side, it was something so small but it was also so nice and made me so smiley; I have to act casual though. Looking forward at the screen, he leans in to my ear as he whispers “Are you glad we are wining?” Never have i ever felt so hot and bothered with him whispering in my ear like that. He doesn’t even know how hot his voice is or he wouldn’t do it on a set, we’re everyone can see how much i blushed.

Everything was normal after that day and that was 2 days ago now, he is still his usual self. We sat down at the board table to discuss the next few sketch ideas, Spencer and i sit next to each other as we normally do, we are joking and talking when more people start to walk in and start to take a seat at the table. I hear Shayne say as he walks in with Courtney, “oooohh Spencer just ask her on a date already.” Everyone stops their conversation to look over at us. Laughing Spencer says as if he’s unbothered by the statement. “Oh yeah we are totally into each other.” He pulls you over and you go red like beet. He doesn’t notice but everyone else will Shayne smirks, thinking he has accomplished something. The meeting is uneventful, till the end, as we all start to leave and get up from the table i stand and feel Spencer’s hand on my back as we walk out. Why is he being so touchy the last few days, he’s being so much more than in the past.

A few hours later i am sat at lunch and we are all sat together at the bench, everyone is having their own conversation including me and Spencer, “So what you doing after work?” He says. I think cause i don’t actually know what I am doing after work i was going to get a shower, food and watch some movies. “Probably just relax maybe watch some tv and order food.” “Mind if i join?” You think you didn’t hear him right when we asked to come over, its not unusual for yous to go to each others apartments but you didn’t expect it today. “Yeah sure, meet me at my car after work.” I say as I realise i took way too long to answer him.

He’s at my car when i go outside, stood next to it on his phone. You expected him to be here you’ve been watching when he left to see when you should go out not wanting to act too excited. I walk over slowly he looks up hearing my footsteps, that smile, that beautiful smile. On our drive back to my apartment we talk and have the music on, it’s still funny to think the first time we were in here we were talking about sex songs, well he was talking about it. I am excited for tonight, I know i know it’s not a date but I’m still happy he’s here.

[endofradio]

FRAGMENTS OF FEAR — CHAPTER 7: TREASON

PROLOGUE | CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 2 | CHAPTER 3 | CHAPTER 4 | CHAPTER 5 | CHAPTER 6

WARNINGS: gore mentions

NOTES: i lowkey locked in with this chapter WHY IS IT SO LONG. i also decided to spice things up a bit by having sylvie talk to abigail instead of joey doing it (when abigail says that frank is valdez). i am VERY excited to write the scene where abigail exposes everybody because the drama is going to be REAL.

SUMMARY: now that everyone’s locked inside, sylvie decides to make the decision to talk to abigail herself, something that she regrets. after rickles dies next, sylvie confronts frank, which only leaves her feeling more confused and frightened than she already is.

WORD COUNT: 3,290

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“Come on, Rickles. Hey!”

Rickles was storming straight for the front door, adamant on his decision to leave. Even with Joey calling for him and following after him, he didn’t change his mind one bit. Once he reached the door, he attempted to open it.

Well, unfortunately for him, the door was completely locked. There was no way to get out. In fact, as Rickles attempted to open the door, some sort of silver gate rose up, blocking the door from any sort of access. It was completely shielded by the gate. Everyone stared at the door in confusion. How the hell did that happen?

“Where the fuck did that come from?” Peter asked. He figured that since he was the strongest of the entire group, he probably had a chance at unlocking the door. It was worth a try, at least.

Turns out, being 6’5” and over 200 pounds doesn’t always make somebody the strongest. No matter how hard Peter strained as he tried to break the door free, nothing happened.

Confused, Peter looked up at the door. “What the fuck?”

He turned around to look at Rickles. “Rickles, stand back.”

Rickles took a few steps back, and then Peter threw himself at the gate, trying to use all of his strength in an attempt to successfully break through it. Still, nothing happened. It only resulted in some physical pain that definitely hadn’t been worth it.

“It’s locked,” Peter announced, disappointed.

Frank rolled his eyes. “Thanks, Peter. It’s obviously fuckin’ locked.”

Sylvie and the others watched as Peter still tried to unlock the door. Great, so now everyone was stuck here. Dean had mysteriously been killed, and now the front door was completely unusable. It almost seemed like this entire place was just one big trap.

Frank sauntered over to Sylvie with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. “Looks like you’re stuck with me, then.”

Sylvie looked up at Frank, a half-annoyed expression on her face. Seeing that infuriatingly smug grin on his face made her want to just smack him, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Maybe she was a coward, maybe it was something else. Either way, the fact she couldn’t make herself do anything about it was bothering her. It was as though her feelings toward Frank were slowly beginning to do a complete 180° in the span of just a few hours.

“And I bet you’re just happy about that, aren’t you?” She asked, trying to sound like a total smart-ass. A snarky response was the most Sylvie could do.

Frank’s smirk grew at Sylvie’s response. He only looked cockier. “Well, I’m certainly not complaining.”

“This whole thing is a trap.”

Frank and Sylvie looked to see Rickles walking away in an obvious hurry. If the front door wasn’t going to be any use, then he figured he’d keep looking. He was determined to get out of this place somehow.

Peter watched as Rickles disappeared. “Rickles! Where’s… hey. Where’s Rickles going?”

“Goddamnit.” Frank hissed under his breath. “Don’t worry about it, Peter. I’ll go after him.”

Peter sighed. “Alright.”

Joey then had an idea. “If Valdez is here, perhaps he checked on the girl and left her there to throw us off…” she speculated.

“I’ll go talk to her.” Sylvie then offered. Right as Joey was about to speak, she was already making her way back up the stairs to the kid’s room.

“Wait—”

Sylvie paused, turning around to look at Joey, who was trying to catch up with her.

“You can’t go in there, Ava.”

“She’s already seen my face. It doesn’t matter.”

Before Joey could say anything else to try and stop Sylvie, she continued on her way.

When Sylvie carefully opened the door, Abigail looked up at her, fearfully clutching a blanket. The sight made Sylvie’s heart clench. She felt really, really bad for the kid. None of this was right at all. She should be at home right now, not locked up in some mansion in the middle of nowhere in Massachusetts.

“What do you… want?” The girl croaked, her voice trembling. “Where’s Joey?”

Sylvie sighed, carefully taking a seat on the edge of the bed, making sure to keep her distance. The last thing she wanted was to make the kid even more afraid than she already was.

“I just need to ask you something,” Sylvie explained, trying to sound as gentle as possible. “I’m not gonna hurt you. I just need to talk to you, okay?”

Reluctantly, the girl slowly nodded. She still seemed wary of Sylvie, but not as much. Well, that was a good sign at least.

“Has anyone else been in this room?” Sylvie then asked.

Abigail paused, then shook her head. “N-no… just you and… Joey… and the man with the glasses…”

Sylvie slowly nodded. Only her, Joey, and Frank had been in the room, apparently. Just to make sure that Abigail was being honest, she decided to press a little more. She knew how scared kids could lie, speaking from her own experience. Sylvie had personally lied a lot as a child to protect herself. If Valdez had come in here, there was the possibility that he could’ve threatened Abigail into keeping his name out of her mouth. Hopefully, that wasn’t the case.

“Are you sure?” Sylvie asked, slowly raising an eyebrow.

Abigail gave a quick nod.

Sylvie sighed. “Nobody else has been in this room, is that correct? By the way, you can be honest. Nobody’s going to hurt you.”

Abigail shook her head. Sylvie tried to search her expression for any sign of hesitation, but… she appeared to be telling the truth. Sylvie couldn’t detect a single sign of dishonesty.

She was about to get up and leave the room when Abigail suddenly spoke up.

“He’s gonna hurt me.”

Sylvie turned around to look at her, noticing how the girl seemed to be completely frightened again. She paused, feeling her chest begin to tighten with concern.

“What do you mean? Who’s gonna hurt you?”

“The man with the glasses.” Abigail continued, her voice growing more panicked. “He said he’s gonna hurt me.”

Sylvie could feel her chest start to tighten even more. “Wait, hold on. Are you telling me the truth?”

Abigail frantically nodded. “Yes! I’m serious… I’m serious. Please… please believe me. I’m really scared. He said I need to keep a secret, or… or he’d hurt me.”

“What secret?”

What she said next made Sylvie’s heart just about drop to her stomach.

“He said he works for my father… he said his name’s… Valdez.”

Fuck.

Sylvie didn’t know what to believe. Sure, Frank was a cold-hearted bastard in all honesty… but a ruthless murderer? Maybe she was just in denial, but she couldn’t picture him doing what had been done to Dean. She wasn’t sure if he was that sadistic, that cruel. The idea of Frank working for Lazar and being a brutal killer was enough to make Sylvie sick to her stomach.

If it was all true… then what else did Sylvie not know about Frank?

“You’re not just saying that, right?” She carefully asked.

Abigail looked so afraid that she seemed as though she was about to break down in tears. She fervently nodded again. “I’m telling the truth, I promise!”

Sylvie had to get out of there. She couldn’t bring herself to hear anything else. She didn’t want to hear anything else.

But, as she started to head for the door, Abigail spoke up again.

“Why are you surprised?”

Sylvie was starting to feel increasingly agitated. She turned around again, suddenly sick of hearing the child’s voice. “What the hell do you mean?” She asked, sounding almost irritated. She instantly regretted it.

“He’s a very bad man. I think you know that.”

Sylvie had enough. Quickly, she rushed out of the room and shut the door, her mind struggling to process everything she had just heard. None of it made sense. None of it seemed… real. She leaned against the door, trying to steady her breathing.

What am I supposed to do now?

As Sylvie remained there, her back pressed against the door, she tried to think. As she reflected on Abigail’s words, she thought about what she said about Frank working for Lazar. As she thought about it… she reluctantly realized that it made sense. She remembered back to when she and Frank were talking earlier, how he had admitted to leaving his old life behind.

What if he had been referring to working for Lazar?

The more Sylvie thought about it, the more sick she felt. She didn’t want to think about it anymore. Maybe the kid’s just lying because she’s scared.

But… why would she say something like that?

Why are you surprised? He’s a very bad man. Those words kept repeating in Sylvie’s brain. But… what confused her the most was Abigail’s next words after that, “I think you know that.” What the hell had she meant by that? I think you know that? Sylvie didn’t even know who the fuck the girl was.

What was even worse was that she was right — Sylvie knew that Frank wasn’t a good person. But… “a very bad man?” What the fuck— nevermind. She was done thinking about this bullshit. The more she thought, the more confused she became.

As Sylvie continued to lean against the door, she heard voices coming from one of the rooms down the hall — Joey and Rickles. Quickly, she hurried down the hall and into the room, clearly interrupting a conversation. Upon seeing the worry on Sylvie’s face, though, Joey and Rickles both became concerned.

“What is it?” She asked.

Sylvie drew in a shaky breath. “Something is really fucking wrong.”

Joey narrowed her eyes. “What do you mean?”

Sylvie couldn’t bring herself to explain. “If you want to know, go talk to the girl yourself. I don’t… I don’t know if she’s being serious or not.”

Joey and Rickles exchanged a disconcerted glance before looking back at Sylvie. Joey slowly nodded. “Alright. I’ll… be right back.”

Once Joey disappeared, Rickles glanced at Sylvie again. “You look like you’ve seen a fucking ghost.” He commented. “The hell happened?”

Sylvie shook her head. “I don’t… I don’t want to talk about it. If she tells Joey the same thing she told me, I swear to God…”

Now, Rickles just seemed confused. “What are you talking about?”

“Look. Are you sure there’s no other way out of here? I need to get out of here. I… I want to go home.”

Rickles sighed, crossing his arms. “Trust me, I wish there was. As far as I know, we’re all locked up in here for who knows how much goddamn longer. I’m not buying the ‘twenty-four hours’ bullshit. I guarantee this is a trap.”

Sylvie nervously tapped her foot against the floor, her eyes darting around anxiously as she waited for Joey to return, anticipating what she would say. Seconds ticked by, and they were starting to seem like hours at this point.

“You believe Valdez is real, right?” Sylvie then asked.

Rickles slowly nodded. “I’ve heard too much shit about him for him not to be.” He answered, his voice taking on a grave tone.

“Do you really think it’s possible he’s here right now? Like, one of us is actually him?”

“Dean’s head was ripped clean off. That’s some bullshit that only Valdez is capable of,” Rickles explained, “and if the girl’s Lazar’s daughter… gives him more of a reason to be here.”

“Have you two seen Frank?”

Sylvie and Rickles turned around to see Joey briskly walking towards them. Her expression was difficult to read, but she did seem rather pissed. At least, that’s what her tone of voice suggested.

“I can go look for him.” Rickles then offered. “Why? He the next victim?”

Joey scoffed. “No. Actually, he might be the killer.”

Rickles’ eyes narrowed in a mixture of confusion and shock. “Wait, what?”

Sylvie felt like she was going to vomit right then and there.

“Frank is Valdez.” Joey continued, her voice cold. “He told the girl.”

Rickles wasn’t exactly buying it. “He wanted to leave. That doesn’t make any sense.”

He had a good point, Sylvie thought. If Frank was really Valdez, then why the hell did he seem so adamant about leaving after talking to Abigail?

“He acted like he wanted to leave.” Joey then said.

“If he’s Valdez and Lazar’s his boss, then why kidnap his kid?” Rickles questioned.

Sylvie was relieved that at least Rickles was skeptical… but at the same time, if Frank wasn’t Valdez, then who was? Jesus Christ… none of this was making any sense.

“Maybe he and Lambert are planning a power play.” Joey suggested.

Rickles let out a sigh. “You’re telling me that skinny motherfucker rips people apart?” He scoffed. “Something doesn’t add up.”

Sylvie decided that she might as well offer her opinion. “I know he’s an asshole, but I can’t picture him doing some gruesome shit like that, y’know?”

Joey seemed reluctant to believe Rickles and Sylvie, her expression wary. “All I know is that Frank definitely isn’t an amateur. Something about him doesn’t sit right with me.” She spoke. “If Frank really is Valdez, then he definitely knows how to get out of here, which means so would I if I spend about six minutes with him.”

“So… what’s the plan?” Sylvie asked.

Joey sighed, clicking her tongue as she tried to think of something. “You two split up and take the main staircase. I’ll go south. We’ll meet in the middle.”

Reluctantly, Sylvie slowly nodded. “Alright.”

Rickles tried to offer a small, reassuring smile. “We gonna get through this.”

“I have to.”

“You have a kid?” He asked.

Joey nodded. Sylvie felt a pang in her chest. God… she definitely did not belong here. Silently, Sylvie hoped that Joey’s son was safe and well back at home.

Rickles placed a comforting hand on Joey’s shoulder. “We’ll make sure you get home.”

As Sylvie wandered through the mansion, she started to feel unsafe now that she had lost sight of Rickles. Now, she was by herself, and suddenly… everything seemed eerily quiet. Where was he, anyway?

Sylvie stood there in the hallway, her eyes anxiously darting around as she tried to see if she could hear or spot any sign of him. Yet, there was nothing.

And then, she heard what sounded like gurgling coming from the distance. Her heart starting to race with worry, Sylvie dashed toward the direction of where the sound was coming from, leading her to another room. As she stood in the doorway, she saw Rickles standing there, his back turned.

“Hey, is everything okay?” Sylvie asked, her voice cautious.

Then, Rickles suddenly collapsed, and that was when Sylvie caught sight of his face — it was horribly mutilated and looked as though a fucking dog had ripped through his face. His cheek was torn open, and she could see his teeth through the gaping, bloody hole. The wound went all the way down his neck, dark blood staining his shirt.

Covering her mouth, Sylvie took a few steps back, desperately fighting the urge to vomit. She immediately wanted to break down and cry right there, just… scream. “What the fuck…? No, no, no…”

Two people had just brutally died in this mansion. Already, two people were gone in only a brief span of time. Sylvie didn’t know how much more she could handle. Who was going to be next? That was all she could think about.

Quickly, Sylvie ran to the nearest bathroom, opening the toilet seat as she retched. Nothing came up, so all she could do was let out painful dry heaves. Once she was done, she closed the seat and staggered to her feet. Suddenly feeling a rush of anger, she slammed her fists against the wall, as though she was trying to knock some sense into herself. Maybe this was just a nightmare, and she’d wake up from it.

“Wake up… fucking WAKE UP!”

She continued to punch the wall, but nothing happened. She only felt pain… which meant this was either real or a hyper-realistic nightmare. Unfortunately, it was beginning to seem like it was… real.

“Hey, what the fuck’s the matter with you?”

Sylvie whipped her head around, her senses on high alert. Any movement, sound, or voice was enough to make her jump out of her skin at this point.

When she turned around, Sylvie saw Frank standing there, looking at her with a mixture of annoyance and… perhaps a bit of concern, which was rather rare to see from him. It seemed more like an annoyed type of concern, whatever the hell that meant.

Upon seeing Frank’s face, Sylvie didn’t know how to react. One thing was for sure — she didn’t feel good.

“Get… get away from me.”

Frank narrowed his eyes, his annoyance growing. Instead of listening to Sylvie and backing away from her, he only stepped closer to her. She flinched as he moved towards her, almost as if she was expecting him to hurt her.

Frank let out an irritated scoff. “Jesus Christ, would you calm the fuck down? I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“Why don’t you have any… blood on you?” Sylvie asked, her voice shaking.

Frank looked taken aback by the question, his eyes widening slightly in a genuine expression of shock. “The fuck are you talkin’ about?”

“You… you’re Valdez. The girl… the girl told me.”

Frank went from shocked to annoyed in seconds. “Are you fuckin’ kidding me? You’re seriously listening to her?”

“Rickles just… Rickles just died. Rickles and Dean are both dead. You…”

Frank rolled his eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh. “Sylvie, for the love of God. You don’t have a single clue what you’re fuckin’ talking about, do you? I know you’re smarter than this.”

“Well, can you please tell me what the fuck is going on? I just saw two people die. I’m scared. I want to get out of here.”

“What’s going on?” Frank repeated. “That’s what I’m trying to figure out.”

“Please tell me the truth. The girl said the same thing to me and Joey, that you’re… that you’re Valdez.”

Frank let out an annoyed huff. “Did she, now? Well, I don’t appreciate people trying to tarnish my fuckin’ reputation.”

Sylvie swallowed, trying to steady her breathing. “So… she’s lying?”

Frank chuckled, the sound devoid of any humor. “No fuckin’ shit. Children love to lie… but lying about something like this? I’d say that somebody needs to be put in their goddamn place.”

“But then… who did it? Who’s… killing everybody?”

“I don’t fuckin’ know. That’s what we’re all trying to figure out, right?”

Letting out an annoyed grumble, Frank turned around to walk away. Just as he was about to leave, Sylvie spoke.

“You’re not going to let anything happen to me, right? Just… tell me everything’s going to be okay. I don’t… I really don’t want to die. Not here.”

Frank paused, looking back at Sylvie for a moment. His expression was unreadable, but he seemed slightly caught off-guard by her sudden vulnerability. In the time that he knew her, he never once heard her ask him for reassurance. Frank had always known Sylvie as a defiant, feisty little brat… yet, here she was, frightened to death because she didn’t want to die. It was a side of her that he had never seen before.

No, don’t let her get to you.

Frank remained silent for a few moments, trying to think of how he would respond.

“You’re not gonna die.” He simply answered, his voice matter-of-fact. Cold. Emotionless.

And then, he left.

[carionto]

Another Happy Landing

Space!

It's huge!

Like, beyond words and stuff.

So anyway, people want to get to places that are far away, BUT they also don't want to wait for months and centuries to get to those places that are really REALLY REALLY REEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLY far away.

But then there's this jerk called Physics, you know, total rules lawyer, nobody likes them, but their dad is God, and just generally a total Karen when you try something they didn't think of before. Real party-pooper. Meanwhile, you're just a guy named Greg. With a bad knee and student debt. And your wife left for Chad. She found a nice beauty resort and booked a three week experience. She'll bring back souvenirs. If she remembers. Which she won't, just like the last three times. But it's okay, you've got a bucket of ice cream and the entire TNG series loaded up. Not the movies though, you're trying to erase them from your mind.

Back to Greg. Wait, no - Physics.

Today, Captain Knoslark and his advanced research ship - The Radiant Dusk at Everest (and crew) are going to give that snotty brat the middle finger.

For today, marks the beginning of a new era of space travel. One that barely involves using space at all. Time either. We're just gonna bypass those two pesky nuisances and finally freely go from one point in the Universe to another!

Combining our research into Warp technology, which essentially just uses a Fuck Huge amount of power to rip a hole in Time-Space, with the surprising developments into short range teleportation by an independent facility, as well as [insert favorite brand of gobbledygook], we will finally overcome the issue of getting spaghetified and/or transported into the center of a star!

Champagne for everyone!

All that's left is to fire up the miniature star reactors, crank the output to 400%, and bask in the applause!

"This is your Captain speaking. Hello everyone! I'm excited! Fire it up! LET'S GOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

With the message clear, the crew continued to do what they were doing. You know, following procedure and guidelines, of which there were, admittedly, less than normal given this is the first full test of this nature. it'll be fine. They said igniting a miniature star inside a reactor would blow up the whole planet, but it only took out a 200km chunk of it once, not that big a deal.

The energetic smile and tense grip of the railings Knoslark held on to for the subsequent forty minutes without letting up for a single second. It kinda got a little creepy, but the crew will never drop their poker face in front of him. They won't give him that victory.

Anyway. Again. The final step of the sequence has finally arrived and all that's left to do is for Knoslark to push the big red button on his data pad. Which he did immediately and with the most dramatically long winded motion his body could produce - swinging his whole arm from the back, over his head, and stopping just before slamming the button with his fist to gently extend his pinky finger to lightly tap on the button.

A brilliant black light in a perfect sphere engulfed the whole ship and then they were gone.

Immediately afterwards, just slightly above the surface of an unknown planet in orbit of an uncharted system in a galaxy that has a grand total of two entries across all databases. It's name - TPSC-SY398-2250074, and age relative to what the Milky Way can see - 1.8 billion years. None of that matters.

What does matter is that this planet has a new crater with a stupidly huge piece of junk lying in the middle of it. Mostly intact. Actually, who am I kidding, it's our well known Human engineering we're talking about here, the only problem is that it crashed sideways and a few fires sprung up, no worse than an overly exciting game night turned drinking party.

"Well, that was unexpected. Everyone good? Can we upright The Dusk?" Knoslark inquired right after climbing his way out of a pile of chairs, loose equipment, and three crewmen. Sergeant Ying Zhao emerged from from behind him, dusted off, relocated his shoulder, and grunted. "Seems so. Engineering - what's your status?"

"Minor leakage of non-essentials, two reactors stopped purring, could use a nap, don't let the captain say it and we'll be good." replied Chief Engineer Ira Tameki over the comms. "Negative, Ira, he's got the look already." "Groan for the two of us then." "Roger that." "Not you too..." "Sorry."

As the reports of minor damage, light injuries, and general mess came in, Captain Knoslark was pleased with the results.

"Excellent work everyone. Everyone's alive and The Dusk still works. You know as they say - another happy landing!" Knoslark said, with a big dumb grin.

"So anyway, where are we?"

Continues->

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

For your newest make me write. Im in a huge complete supernatural/fantasy like AU mood here recently so my requests are going to be towards that this week. Also both of them are supposed to be 15 emojis apiece so can we pretend they are if they are not? (Kinda sorry about all the zombies…but feel free to sub everything to vampires or another WIP if you want)

🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟(Im so ready for the Maddie/Buck reunion and ensuing shenanigans. I think by the time you get to to this that the new chapter *may* be out that goes over that. But im also enjoying other aspects of the story as well. I very rarely read bathena start fics so their relationship developing is exciting for me to see as well).

🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸 🩸(Spoilery for those not caught up BUT OMG BUCK WHAT DID YOU DO?!?! I was not ready for that!)

Woohoo 90 total sentences for monster fics!

45 for 🧟 (THANK YOU!!!):

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 “Just… Be careful.”

Chim thinks he probably should listen to her. But he also knows he likely won’t. 

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If anything, Chim gets worse. And that might be problematic if his feelings were one-sided, but after dinner, it becomes more or less obvious that they are not.

They do dishes together. A chore Chim usually finds tiresome, but now is somehow fun. Christopher and Denny have already begged Maddie, Hen, and Karen to have a sleepover together. Something Chim finds somewhat redundant, seeing as every day forever is a sleepover here. But Chris wants to sleep in Denny’s room. 

“Please,” Karen had insisted when Maddie had asked if they were sure it was okay. “He finally gets to have friends his own age. Chris can have as many sleepovers as he wants.”

So Maddie is off kid duty tonight. 

“Other than movie night,” she asks as they’re finishing up with dishes. “What is there to do around here in the evenings?”

“You got something against movie night?” Chim teases.

“No!” Maddie insists. “Just exploring my options.”

“Well, there are games,” Chim says. But then he has another thought. “Or the roof.”

“The roof?” Maddie asks. 

“Yeah. We’ve got chairs up there. We can steal your brother’s stereo. It’s great for looking at the stars. Now that the light pollution is gone.” 

Chim wonders if this is too weird. Too forward. Too intimate. Too much like a date, if the world was normal enough to afford dates. Actually, scratch that. He knows Hen has set up a date for Karen up there, under the stars. On their wedding anniversary. God, what is he doing?

“That sounds really nice,” Maddie says. “Would you… Would you want to do that with me?”

God, obviously.

“I’d like that, yeah.”

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45 for 🩸 (Buck's gonna Buck!)

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“Neither am I,” Eddie says. “Okay?”

Buck nods, still a little weepy. 

“Okay.”

💧💧💧

As tired as he is, Buck can’t really sleep for very long periods. A wound to his front and a wound to his back means nothing is comfortable. Eddie helps set him up on an assortment of pillows to prop him in just the right position, but it’s still a more or less futile effort. He manages to get a little bit of rest when his pain medication sets in, but otherwise, he’s awake and uncomfortable. 

Brought down to reality by his conversation, Buck really gets a chance to think through what he’d nearly done. Not the killing part - which he’d been more focused on before - but the dying part. And the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about just how right Eddie was. He doesn’t want to die. He doesn’t want their life together to be over just as it finally started.

He really let that compulsive need to fix everything almost get him killed. Maddie was right. He needs to deal with this properly. This pit of dread that lives in his chest that says he is going to lose everything horribly. That says life will never be safe again. He needs to address that head on, and not by trying to be one step ahead of every possible danger. He needs to go back to therapy. He will, he decides. The minute he’s physically up to it.

“I’m sorry,” Buck says again, later that night, when everyone is sleeping and Buck is laying awake beside Eddie. He knows he’s probably going to be saying it for a long time. 

Eddie blinks awake. “Hmm?”

“I’m sorry,” Buck repeats. 

“For waking me up?” 

“No, for everything.”

Eddie sighs. “I forgive you. I’ve already forgiven you.”

“But I’m still sorry.” 

“Buck,” Eddie complains. “Don’t do this. This doesn’t help. Believe me, I know.”

“I’m going to go to therapy,” Buck says. 

“That’s a good idea,” Eddie says. “We could both use therapy. Do you think there are vampire therapists?”

“If there’s not, there should be,” Buck replies. “They’d have the corner on the market right now.”

“Exactly,” Eddie says. “And surely some shrink out there got bit?”

[jackoshadows]

@blankwhiteshield I thought I would respond in a separate post since I don't want to derail from @fromtheseventhhell's OG post about something else. You responded to my comment here by saying that I was 'entirely wrong' and linking to an essay on Jaime Lannister and I did try to read through all that to get a gist of your explanation.

First I want to mention that Rhaegar being a pre-asoiaf/background/tertiary character means we don't know a lot about him. I can only speculate as to his thoughts and motives and why he did what he did.

I wrote that comment because the absolute hypocrisy of Jaime Lannister apologists/Braime shippers critiquing Rhaegar grinds my gears something fierce. And I am not even a Rhaegar fan - he's a character that there's to set other characters on their journey and to set the story.

The consequences of Jaime's incestual adultery was the spark that lead to the WOT5K that two years on is still ongoing with no stability in war torn Westeros. Jaime Lannister attempts to murder a little child because he can't keep it in his pants for the short duration they are visiting the Starks. Jaime was hunting down a 9 year old to cut off her hand. That poll about Rhaegar being a bad father when Jaime refers to Joffrey as semen in Cersei's cunt is a farce.

Hence my comment.

Now, let's start with Jaime being Aerys' hostage. Yes, Aerys used Jaime against Tywin. However, why was Jaime in the Kingsguard (KG) in the first place? He was Tywin's golden child and heir to Casterly Rock, unlike Cersei and Tyrion having no value for Tywin because she is a girl and he is disabled.

Aerys had no power over Jaime until he chose to join the KG to serve the Mad King. Jaime had more choice than the 14 year old bastard Jon Snow who had to leave Winterfell and the NW is pretty much the only option available to him. He had more choice than his sister Cersei. He had more choice than disabled Tyrion getting physically/sexually abused by his own family.

So why did Jaime decide to join the KG? So that he could be close to Cersei and sleep with her. Jaime joins the KG knowing that he was going to break the KG oaths of celibacy. He didn't care about oaths when joining the KG , right?

This is why Jaime's entire spiel about oaths never had any emotional weight for me, coming from a character who had no value for oaths in the first place and who had no intention of upholding his sworn oaths when he joined the KG.

I can understand a character like Jon Snow's angst and conflict when he is forced to sleep with Ygritte or when he has to choose between the NW and saving his sister, because oaths are important to Jon Snow. Oaths and honor is important to someone like Ned Stark. Jaime? Considering his total disrespect for the KG oaths when he joins them to simply be close to Cersei, I don't get it.

Next, Rhaegar's conversation with Jaime.

Why do you assume here that Jaime was scared of Aerys and asking Rhaegar to save/rescue him from Aerys? I mean, Jaime was KG. At 13 he won his first melee. At 15 he was defeating other skilled swordsmen.

It could just as well be Jaime eager to fight with Rhaegar in battle and asking that Rhaegar leave behind the older KG like Darry to instead guard the king because the battle is where the fight is. Jaime thinks that guarding someone is not as exciting as fighting in battle. It's even right there in the next sentence when Jaime gets angry about being referred to as a crutch and he's like ' I AM A KINGSGUARD'.

We see something similar when Jon begs his uncle to take him for ranging.

Three days after their arrival, Jon had heard that Benjen Stark was to lead a half-dozen men on a ranging into the haunted forest. That night he sought out his uncle in the great timbered common hall and pleaded to go with him. Benjen refused him curtly. - Jon, AGoT

There's also not much Rhaegar can probably do at that point (speculating here) - facing war/battle - about his volatile, angry father, the King. There are all these essays about the effect that Tywin had on Jaime... imagine the burden of being the Mad King's son. What power does Rhaegar have to take away the King's choice of KG? Rhaegar didn't even have the power to send his own wife and children elsewhere. Him actively interfering was only going to further anger a king who was already paranoid about the crown prince. Hence the 'I dare not take away that crutch from him at such a hour'.

I think you also mention that Jaime was terrified of being executed as an hostage - is this mentioned anywhere in the books or are you just assuming/speculating on his thought process here?

Jon Snow is elected Lord Commander of the Night's Watch at 16. In Westeros 16 is considered a man grown and Jaime is an adult by Westerosi standards and Rhaegar certainly didn't see him as some kind of child hostage like that post deliberately twisted it into.

A boy in Westeros is considered to be a "man grown" at sixteen years. The same is true for girls. Sixteen is the age of legal majority, as twenty-one is for us.

At any rate, Rhaegar and Jaime's fellow KG expected the KG left behind in KL - Jaime Lannister - to do his job and protect the crown prince's wife and babies as per sworn oaths.

In which Jaime fails because while his father's men, including the Mountain, were scaling the walls to rape and murder Elia and her babies, Jaime was lounging on the throne waiting for one of the rebels to get there. And hence his guilt when confronted by ghosts of his past in his weirwood dreams.

You have written a lot on how Jaime could not have known about what Tywin's men would do. I mean, why is he waiting around to find out what they would do?! Sorry, these are piss poor excuses and even Jaime Lannister himself doesn't really believe this because he knows that he should have immediately gone to their side after the King was dead as his ghosts tell him.

Jaime knows his father. He knows what Tywin is capable of. He was there for what Tywin did to Tysha. KL was even then being raped and pillaged. And he thought nothing would happen to the Targaryen princess and her children?

The Mad King was dead - literally backstabbed by the hostage. What should this skilled Kingsguard do next? Immediately go to Elia and the babies to protect Rhaegar's family as Rhaegar entrusted him to do or sit on the Throne waiting for someone to come there? We know what Jaime chose to do:

'Then he climbed the Iron Throne and seated himself with his sword across his knees to see who would come to claim the kingdom. As it happened, it had been Eddard Stark'.

This is what is given to us in the books. Nothing more, nothing else. You can add to this of course, but that would be speculative theorizing on what Jaime's thoughts and feelings are about all this, not what is actually given to us in the books.

[whentherewerebicycles]

How is motherhood (so far)? It seems like such a crazy shift from one life to another!

it is SO good so far!!! here are some scattered feelings & thoughts:

i have been warned that a big hormone crash is coming and i am sure that will be tough to weather! but right now i am feeling so good - still just riding that endorphin high. i feel physically good too, like tired and a little sore, but really way better than i expected to feel three days after giving birth.

my transition into parenthood has been majorly eased by the fact that my mom is here and is doing virtually all of the newborn care tasks for me right now - nighttime feedings (i take over around 5am but my hands are so bad in the night), diaper changes, tracking how much he's eating, making food, etc. she is even helping me breastfeed because it involves a level of manual dexterity i am not currently capable of most of the time. i am so so so so so so grateful to have her here. part of me feels kind of guilty, like i'm probably supposed to be feeling way more stressed out and overwhelmed trying to manage the cognitive and physical demands of new parenthood, but i am trying to quiet that voice in my brain by reminding myself that there are going to be PLENTY of times in the future where i'll get to feel overwhelmed and exhausted and in over my head as a single parent. she is so happy and so excited to do this for me, and i am trying to just let myself rest and enjoy it.

it is so special to do this with my mom. i was saying to her yesterday, like, i can totally see how taking care of a new baby with a partner would be a richly meaningful experience, and i can see that there are things i am missing out on on that front. but also if i were doing this with a partner i wouldn't get to be doing this with my mom, and i would be missing out on an experience that i am finding just as richly meaningful and rewarding. i feel so close to her and i love her so much and i know that for the rest of my life i am going to remember how special it was to get to watch her love owen so much and take such good care of him (and me) in his first days of life. i feel so lucky. i thought i would feel SO overwhelmed but instead i just feel really loved and taken care of, and i feel really close to my mom, and i feel like we are the happiest little family unit right now. i love it so much. also she calls him "my little guy" and “my best friend” and i almost cry every time. hormones but also love, you know.

owen is perfect. i feel like i felt intensely close to him right after the birth, and then i had kind of a hard first day after in the hospital where there were just TOO MANY PEOPLE coming in at all hours and doing exams on me or on him, and there was no time to rest and bond with him, and i started feeling very overwhelmed and kinda like do i even KNOW this baby? this baby is a STRANGER to me and if i hadn't had a baby i would be at HOME right now in my own SPACE without anyone coming in every 15 min day and night to bother me. that first long hospital day was really rough and then i was relieved to finally get home that night but also super cranky and tired, and i couldn't figure out how to get my pump to work, and he got very fussy in the night and i was like AAAAAAA. but then we spent all of yesterday doing so much skin-to-skin cuddling and napping in bed which is just the nicest thing imaginable, and now i am like this is my BABY he is PERFECT look at him!!!! he is so snuggly and good.

i am glad that my brother had a newborn a couple months before i did because i think it helped prepare me for how gently boring the newborn stage can be lol. not in a bad way! it's so sweet and i think will involve lots of wonderful sleepy snuggling!! but they are awake so infrequently and do not have personalities yet, and you are kind of like hm. should more be happening, or...? but no. nothing more should be happening lol they will just be sweet sleepy lumps for a good long time. my nephew is nine? ten? weeks old now and is definitely starting to become way more alert/engaged, so i know a personality is coming haha and i will just enjoy my little sweet lump right now because he won't be like this ever again!! also it's nice to be able to just let him sleep next to me while i do other stuff. i think it will ease the transition a bit... like yes now we are on this endless cycle of pumping, attempting to breastfeed, bottlefeeding him, changing him, watching him sleep, pumping again, etc but i can read or watch stuff in between because he requires so little attention while sleeping (except for LOTS OF KISSES he requires LOTS OF LITTLE KISSES because he is so SWEET!!!!). also idk i am sure i will get bored of being off work but right now it has been so restful to delete outlook & teams from my phone and just be like who cares about weird office politics i have way more important things to do like kiss a sleeping baby on the forehead a hundred times and tell him he is the best and handsomest boy in the whole world. life is very good lol.

[bitchslapblastoids]

Can I ask how much you talk to your partner about Dan and Phil and how do you talk about them? As someone who is not/has not been in a serious relationship, I find it hard to imagine how I would talk to someone about this, given my level of obsession. I don’t even really talk to friends about it. Like, do you talk about fic? Do you show your partner their videos? How did/will you bring up Iceland?

You don’t have to answer this if it’s too personal- totally get it! I’m honestly just so curious when I see phannies talk about their partners who aren’t also phannies.

Hi I actually really love this question bc it’s def something I think about fairly often, bc the tension is real. I am openly thirsting over these men, I have a real life partner, I share a life with him, but I also spend like a third of my life online thinking about the lives of these two dudes….it’s a thing. Just a heads up, my answer got really long.

My partner pretty fundamentally doesn’t get Dan and Phil’s whole thing, so I don’t show him vids or talk much about specific goings-on in the d&p landscape, bc it’s just a bummer to try and articulate or share something knowing it ain’t gonna land, lol. Even trying to explain the tour each time I came home from it all giddy made me feel like language was a hindrance and an impossible barrier to surmount. It’s just so hard to explain d&p’s brilliance when you don’t have some basis of common knowledge to draw on. It’s also hard to make someone else get the inherent appeal of two people’s chemistry and connection if they aren’t inclined to gaf about that kind of thing.

But he does know pretty much the full extent of my whole thing going on here lol. He’s seen my blog, sometimes I show him a post if I’m particularly proud of it/think it’s especially funny, I’ll talk to him about mutuals I’m chatting with sometimes or things happening on here that are specific to and exciting for me…basically I’m deeply uncool about it all. And yeah he knows about my fic (he hasn’t read any and I hope to god he never will, but i talk to him about broad strokes of plot in my longer fics, and he knows i write smut as well). I’m around him all the time when im writing so it’d be a pretty massive thing to hide, plus the process of writing/publishing Bowl of Oranges and its reception was sooooooo meaningful and giddying for me, so it was kind of all I could talk about for a bit there. He was/is wonderfully supportive and is happy that I’m writing and putting stuff out there.

i talked to him about Iceland the other week when i was close to impulse buying a ticket after the tysons shows, and he was down! If i follow through with booking a flight and hotel, he would come (not to TIT just to Iceland) and we’d just make a mini trip out of it. He’s used to me spending dumb amounts on concerts and we’re still fairly independent with our finances, so the money stuff isn’t an issue.

We’ve known each other for so so so long so he really understands my obsessive personality. We’re both quite strange and atypical in our own ways and I think have learned how to grow around eachother’s oddities and be patient and curious with one another rather than judgmental.

There are times I worry about my screen time and that I’m becoming too entrenched in fandom world at the expense of physical world, and i think at times I can neglect nurturing my relationship with him/all kinds of other components of life, bc the dopamine of phannie tumblr is a powerful fucking drug. So i try and be mindful of that. Definitely something im still working on.

To be completely honest about another tricky thing - I have definitely gotten stuck in a comparison trap before, of wishing that my connection and communication with my partner was as inherently easy and joyful and silly and immediate and Dan and Phil’s seems to be. My partner and I have many different interests, so while there are tons of things we connect over, there are also tons of things we can’t really share in the joy of experiencing with one another, and sometimes I’ve held Dan and Phil up as this paragon of love in comparison, feeling salty that I didn’t have what they have. I’ve gotten over that though, bc it’s definitely on the harmful side of parasocial; we only see some of their time and lives and they obviously have differences and disagreements too, and differences are good. And to be frank, will I ever have what they have (someone you grow up with and share 99% of your interests with and can share every dimension of your life with and not burn out on their company)? Of course not. I do think it’s pretty remarkable and special and I think most people in life won’t. And that’s ok because I also feel deeply fortunate to be with the person I’m with and I choose him year after year.

To touch on an elephant in the room - telling him I write smut fic was the thing I put off the longest bc I was scared/embarassed/felt kind of guilty about it all. And then I did and it was literally so fine. Idk, he’s great and I’m very lucky. I do have to be rly mindful of how the fantasy of it can impact my sexual desire. I spend a fair amount of time thinking about Dan and Phil’s life and relationship and, let’s be honest, sex life, and so shaking myself out of that and remembering to be embodied in myself and my relationship and my sexual partner can be a challenge. This feels weird and pretty vulnerable to talk about on here bc it kind of lays bare how you really can’t just compartmentalize this shit to one tidy section of your time and brain. but I can’t imagine other people don’t also find themselves in a similar position.

In sum, I do have a hard time with balance in life, and this is all something i think I’ll always be working on finding better balance with. But it’s not hurting anyone, it’s not rly hurting me, and it’s brought a lot of joy and creativity and connection to my life, so I try not to be hard on myself about it! I’m also deeply fortunate to have a partner who gets me and accepts me and is wholly nonjudgmental.

I’d rather die than anyone else in my life see this blog though. I have a couple friends who know I write fic and have a tumblr, but only the ones who I know are also into fandoms of their own and therefore get it. I’d reeeeeeally rather die than anyone I know irl see my ao3 that’d truly be the end. 🙃🙃🙃

Ok thank you for the question clearly I have a lot to say!!!!!

[revserrayyu]

2.5 trailer thoughts

I usually keep all my thoughts together for the story events, but I'm far too excited thanks to a certain character to contain all my excitement, so.. allow me to fangirl about the new trailer from today's livestream a little bit.

(there's really no spoilers but i'll kindly put everything below since it'll be a lot of chatter anyways)

Starting off with how bestest boy Luka is here! Not exactly sure how he hopped planets.. but I'll speculate about his arrival later. I do remember reading some people bring up a npc in the Shackling Prison who mentioned seeing a dude with a metal arm, but I never imagined it to be our boy and that he would actually physically be here!

I'm still a tiny bit bitter he never showed up during any main story mission, though it makes sense since he was released after the events of Belobog happened, so any time he's mentioned or we catch a glimpse of him makes me happy. Letting him get his own side event during this 2.5 patch too will be nice for him too!

I'm so fond of him and I'm always surprised how many people just don't care for the guy. I can understand how he could be a bit forgettable or not an impressive unit though, since I don't even have him built up either despite all the instances I told myself I would.

I know some people aren't fans of his design either, but c'mon, he's cute! Look at this buff, cheerful man with those pretty blue eyes, piercings and little ponytail! Aahhh.. he's precious to me.

Time to add Luka to the 'beat up Yanqing' squad alongside Blade, Jingliu, Dan Heng, Yunli and whomever else I'm forgetting. I hope our favorite boxer knocks his lights out.

Now for the spectators! I didn't notice her while first watching the livesteam, but Topaz is here! With Numby on her lap too, of course. And I was gonna assume that perhaps that's how Luka managed to arrive on the Xianzhou, courtesy of the IPC and their many connections, but then I remembered Topaz was just in Penacony.. so unless she went back and forth between planets then who knows how our boy ended up here. We can always guess the Express picked him up too. I dunno.

We even got Hook cheering on her fellow Moles member! Hard to miss Svarog there too though I wonder if Clara is with him and perhaps we just don't see her in this shot? I wanna say he trusts her enough to be on her own but then that brings up why would he even leave her side in the first place and not keep watch of the Underground, unless Svarog decided to join just to support Luka. That would be a nice little form of respect carried over from our boxer's mission. And Lynx which naturally leads me to question where Serval and Geppie could be right now. I can't imagine Gepard would be fine with having Lynx travel all the way to a new planet when the guy gets stressed out about her simply venturing into the snow plains during her job. Serval on the other hand.. yeah, she's totally let Lynx travel. But I'd still much rather see all the siblings around more! I miss them terribly! I'd love it if there were more Belobogians in the crowd that we just didn't get to see yet but I'm thankful we even get a few and learn that they're finally able to venture away from their cold, icy planet and experience new places like this.

And lastly we have the most handsome man in all of space and Qingque who is undoubtedly avoiding work. The two of them did actually meet previously during that silly hotel checkout event in Penacony so it's fun to seem them be friendly still.

Yeah, okay, so here's where I start to go crazy over our Lacking General more. What a surprise, right? I mean, how could I not after seeing her storm into battle whilst riding a ship like this??

At first, I also didn't notice it was Yukong who said the "Feixiao, the ports of Starskiff Haven are crawling with wolf-like creatures. They're moving fast," lines. My excitement for Feixiao clearly took priority. (I am curious why she bothered to say wolf-like instead of Borisin though? If Yanqing knows about them then surely Yukong knows what they are, right?)

Even if it's just a quick cutscene, I'm so thrilled for us to finally see Yukong fight! We've heard enough of her pilot days so something as simple as this is great, though I'd love to see her fly again too.

Feixiao coming in hot to aide her war buddy, still looking badass as ever, let's gooo!

Ma'am do you know how amazing you are??

She told Yukong to "Hold them back, I will be there immediately" and she definitely kept her word! Even using her follow up attack, or something visually similar to it.

That grin… oh god. I would willingly stand on the other end of her gunblade in order to see that prideful smirk of hers. (also never realized that pattern on the inside of her jacket before. that's pretty neat.)

*Mandatory screenshot for me to giggle and kick my feet to while I obsess over how beautiful her design is* tee-hee~

Okay so for this bow and arrow shot, there could always be the chance that this style of bow is standard and that all military personal use them, but since we don't see that many archers, I'm gonna blissfully assume she's borrowing Yukong's bow here. I was kinda amazed to see Feixiao capable of wielding a bow and arrow too, considering she's already mastered her gunblades and battleaxe, but hey, it just adds to her talent. It makes more sense after seeing that teaser of her upcoming myriad video though.

Ohhh buddy.. I know our lady experiences Moon Rage but I wasn't expecting her to go off quite like this!

Not only is she strong as fuck already but she's gonna end up as a boss fight too? Brooo.. that's insane. I love it. I pray she gets an awesome battle theme.

Now while her condition is certainly a big problem, I don't think she just decided "hey let me go insane at this very moment" and gave into it willingly. I'm sure she's gained a certain amount of control over it throughout the years, so my assumption coupled with her statement of her "lacking in worries" leads me to believe that something or someone (aka Hoolay) forced her into this state..

.. because hot damn, she looks positively possessed. It's such a simple detail but the red ring around her eyes is so effectively chilling, like you know you're in danger when you see her like this. I love this shot of her, honestly. I'm not gonna straight up say that Hoolay is controlling her somehow either, but more like Feixiao lost control of herself. What would get her to snap? I dunno, perhaps any bad news surrounding Jiaoqiu. You know, her right hand man who's supposed to keep her in good health. He wasn't spotted anywhere in the trailer, so who knows what happened to our master chef.

Huaiyan can be heard saying "Merlin's Claw, you have betrayed the alliance," but with how deep Feixiao's hatred is for Hoolay and the Borisin, I have my doubts about that. Of course, we could've all been played for fools and the two could actually be acquaintances of some sort, but it still wouldn't make sense to me. The only similarity these two could possibly bond over is Hoolay's line of them both being "monsters that were born for war and die for war."

I'm not saying I wouldn't love an evil Feixiao, since I do have my fair share of villains, but yeah. Anyways, obligatory screenshot to make me swoon even more.

Also I haven't a clue about what this light is or who or what it's coming from either but I for sure thought it was gonna wipe out our General the first time I watched the trailer..

only for her to just.. ignore it completely. Or re-direct it ever so slightly away from her. Either way, I'm impressed.

Naturally the trailers go by real quickly and are never in story sequence order so I could be totally wrong about this, but I wanna assume Feixiao regains control over herself during the fight to take down Hoolay? If her normal eyes and confident grin are anything to go by anyways.

After hearing bits and pieces about how Jingliu was the one who originally defeated Hoolay, the master of ice does indeed show up again for the upcoming patch! Oohhh I'm so excited. I wonder if Jing Yuan had anything to do with her sudden appearance considering she was locked up on another ship. Imagine if we get to see her and Feixiao team up in order to take down the beast? Oh my god, I think I'd pass out if we get such a scene!

It may just be this one screenshot, but her expression doesn't really seem like she's accepting an alliance with Hoolay. Still feels like there's some anger there to me. Maybe distrust. But nothing close to joy or calm. Or this scene could just be an illusion. Who knows.

Wouldn't it be grand though, if all of this was sorta planned? To get this close to Hoolay but instead of siding with him (because why on earth would Feixiao do such a thing) but to figure out if the war head is truly capable of providing a cure for her condition like Jiaoqiu hoped? Or perhaps she's just getting close to him to get her revenge in a sort of 'keep your friends close but your enemies closer' sort of way, yeah?

Many ideas and many days left until we get our answers. One thing is certain though: we need Jiaoqiu back at her side please, like now! Sir, please come back and calm down your General!

[tenshioffcial]

Bada Lee - You Are Not Alone.

Warnings!: Angst, Fluff, Self-harm, FemReader!, Abuse (both mentally and physically.) also reader is a member of jam republic.

part 1 - part 2

We all were invited to be on Street Woman Fighter and so we all are here now. recording will be starting soon for the first episode, so we all are arriving and getting into our outfits for the show, I wore a sleeveless crop top with baggy cargo pants, but I put on a baggy zip-up hoodie to cover me. We all went out to sit in our seats and what I seen across from our seats was team bebe! I low-key was so fucking excited and Kristen knew that, and elbow bumped me gently. "Calm down Y/n you'll get to meet her soon, I'm sure." I nodded. "I know it's just I've been her biggest fan for a while now and I love her so much." Kristen giggles at my excitement but turns to the Kang Daniel who is the host of this show. He welcomed everyone and we listened to him explain the rules and then it started. the first one to go was Redy of 1million she chooses Bada as the no respect dancer and not going to lie Bada was hot while she danced along, and she totally wiped the floor with her. It was next Kristen against Waackxxxy and then it came to me to pick someone. I held the mic up to my mouth. "I choose Bada Lee of BEBE." She smirked and got up and I obviously was excited for her to be my opponent. I held the mic up to my mouth. "Bada, I hope you're ready because I'm going to show you who is boss." She smirked and so did I. I passed her the mic and she raised it up to her mouth. "Y/n-ah I hope you're ready because I am the boss." I blushed but hid it as best I could and got started. I went first and my song was goodies by Ciara, and I shook my ass and grinded against the floor I even got up on Bada and rubbed into her a little she smirked and pulled her hat down more so you couldn't see her face, but I noticed. I finished and now it was her turn. Her song was Smack that by Akon ft, Eminem. I watched her roll her hips and move so slick and relaxed at the same time to it and she got up on me too like I did her everyone started hooting and hollering she got close enough to kiss my lips but stopped and it was the end of her turn. The judges didn't know who to pick but finally turned their cards around and two said Bebe and only one said jam republic. I hugged her and told her she did great but she pulled me close and whispered in my ear. "Meet me after this is over I want to take you out on a date for that." I nodded and she winked and smirked at me. I walked back over to my team as she did hers. This episode was over and she came over to me and gave me her number and I gave her mine and we went back to our places I have a house her in Korea and in the states. Neither of which I am at really ever because I'm always in the dance studio or doing choreographies for famous artists I'm never home which suck because I want a cat but the last one I had I couldn't take care of and had to give him up. :( anyways I showered then did some light makeup and did my hair into a ponytail and wore a lighter blue dress that hugged my slim yet fit body and I put on some converses. I heard the door bell ring and knew it had to be her. I opened the door and there she was tall and sexy as ever. I smiled at her and she returned the smile. I seen she wore a lighter blue button up and paired it with black pants and some Nike's her hair also in a ponytail but lower instead of up high like mine. She held her arm out for me and I obviously didn't reject the offer. We walked to the car and she opened my door for me and closed it once she made sure I was seated and walked around to the driver side. She started up the car and then turned on the radio. At first the ride started quiet but. "You look beautiful Y/n." I blushed but not too hard. "You look beautiful too Bada." She giggled. "You can change the radio if you want." I nodded and changed started cycling through the stations. I gasped when I hear angel baby was about to come on. [singing: I need a lover to keep me sane, pull me from hell bring me back again, play me the classics something romantic give him my all but I don't even have it.] She smiled at me and I returned the smile.

We reached the restaurant and got seated. I picked what I wanted and since we are at a Korean restaurant, I picked my favorite Korean dish. (Japchae) While we waited for food to come, we started talking. "So, Y/n what is new in your life?" I sighed. "Nothing much mostly stressful stuff." She furrowed her brows but didn't pressure me into talking anymore about it. I broke the ice again by continuing the convo. "So, what's new with you Bada?" She liked that I asked about her life. "Lots of stuff I keep working with idols for their choreography, also the show is making me stressed because I don't want my team to lose or yours but I know only one can win." She sighed at the end. "I understand same here but I won't be upset if your team wins because you guys deserve the win." "You guys do too though." I grabbed her hand and gently caressed it. "Well no matter what we'll always be there or each other." She smiled at this but pulled away cause food arrived. I drooled but started munching on this shit hard as fuck. She giggled. "I'm glad you like it beautiful." I blushed realizing I didn't tell her thanks. "Thanks Bada it is yummy." I continued eating and she did too. Soon we were done and left se drove me back to my place with her hand resting on my thigh. We get to my place and I offered for her to come in. "No I can't got to get ready for tomorrows recording of the next episode so I need more sleep. and to gather some small things to bring with me." I nodded and went to tell her goodbye but then...she kissed me. she pulled away and smiled proudly at me. "I had such a good time with you Y/n-ah." She rubbed the top of my head. "T-thanks I had a good time with you as well Unnie." I waved and she did too then she got in her car and drove off. I slammed my door behind me and slid to the floor. My phone rang and scared the shit out of me. I looked to see who called it's my parents. I answered it because I didn't know if I should or shouldn't. "Hello Y/n. This is your mother who you never seem call to check on I was wondering how your not so successful career doing for you?" I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "It's going great mother not that you would know because god forbid you actually watch me dance." I swear I could hear her smirk. "I don't think your doing something worth a fuck for a career Y/n. You are making not enough for you to live on." 'The fuck does she know I make plenty but of course she could give two shits less.' "Well mother I hate to break it to you but I'm happy and make enough to live and at least I'm happy with my career." She scoffed. "That reminds me you need to come visit for the Weekend." I rolled my eyes. "I will and I'm bringing some friends because they support me unlike someone." She laughed. "Sure, they do dear." "They do mother not everyone thinks dancing isn't a career." She hung up on me which had me fuming but I went on to bed because it was getting late. I looked at my phone and messaged Kristen and Audrey to see if they wanted to come with me to my family home for the Weekend which they both said yes. Then I messaged Bada to see if she wanted to come since I could really use her comfort through out this whole trip.

(My Angel is y/n nickname in her chat and Bada's is My Sexy Fox.)

My Angel: So hey Bada?

My Sexy Fox: Yes beautiful?

My Angel: How would you feel about coming with me, Kristen and Audrey to my family home for the weekend?

My Sexy Fox: Why not just me? :(

My Angel: Because I need all the people I trust during this trip. PLus they'll be in the guest room so you'll have me all to yourself. ;)

My Sexy Fox: Yes! Okay I'll come too. Where do we need to meet?

My Angel: At my house It's only a couple hour drive.

My Sexy Fox: Okay I'll be there.

I went to bed smiling so hard and touching my lips because I can't stop thinking about her lips on mine.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Matchup Requests - 11/30/24

Anon;

Hi! I am sorry that I got to this so late, but I hop you can forgive me!

And do not worry, you gave the right amount of info, and it wasn't too long! :) <3 I really hope you like your matchups!

{Trying a different layout}

Romantic Matchup; Lord Of The Rings, The Hobbit, Marvel, and The Witcher

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The Lord Of The Ring;

Pippin Took -

You met good ol' Pippin in Rivendell.

It was impossible to not notice his infectious energy and enthusiasm.

You also thought, that not only was he physically cute, but his personality was the more you spent with him in Rivendell before the meeting, and before the Fellowship was formed.

He was endearing, to say the least.

He was also quite excited and quite happy when he was able to join the Fellowship, since not only could he help Frodo, but you were also a part of the team.

Lord Elron himself wanted you to join since you were a rather skilled fighter.

In the beginning, Pippin sticks to you like glue, when he's not with Merry, and retells you the stories of his and Merry's antics, like shooting off fireworks and stealing food from Farmer Maggot.

You can't help but laugh, Pip was really something.

Your friendship starts with a lot of teasing and harmless jokes. Pippin might challenge you to a race or offer you some outrageous “wisdom” that sounds more like the ramblings of a hobbit who’s been drinking a bit too much ale. But sometimes, when the times suit him, Pipping will actually say something wise.

More often than not, he is incredibly good at reassuring you when needed and wanted.

As the two of you spend more time together, Pippin starts to realize there’s something deeper than just friendship. At least on his end.

He is also quite oblivious at times.

Maybe it's the way you both laugh at the same silly things or the way you give him that cute knowing look.

It's subtle at first, but he’s the type to be a little slow to recognize when he’s falling for someone.

It just kind of hits hit randomly.

You might notice Pippin becoming more protective of you in little ways, like sharing his food with you or making sure you're okay after a particularly intense battle with orcs or trolls.

Pippin loves to surprise you with little treasures he finds during the journey; a small bundle of wildflowers, or a small shiny rock that he thinks is beautiful.

You also don't know this, but these are all things Hobbits do to initiate courtship.

He's not hurt at all that you don't know, of course you don't know. He never told you, and he doubted either Frodo, Sam, or Merry did. Maybe Merry, but still.

Nonetheless, he loved giving you things that reminded him of you.

He knew that someday he was going to tell you how he felt.

Continuing on, he loves to make you laugh, keeping you entertained.

During camp, when you have night watch, Pippin stays up a bit with you, even though you tell him to go to bed and get some rest.

But, you both end up chatting about life or your favorite foods or what you’d do if you could live anywhere in the world. Cue, simple things.

Pippin will absolutely dedicate his best and most endearing songs to you when he gets the courage to sing for you. His voice might waver a bit, but he sings from the heart. (He has your heart in that moment.)

When he and Merry get taken, you are heartbroken and devastated. You do your best to try and go after them before the Uruk-Hai leaves, but you are no match for all of them.

It is only when you reach Isengard that you can feel the air escape your lungs. Seeing Pippin - and Merry - eating merrily, smoking on their pipes, you couldn't stop yourself from running over to him and taking him into your arms.

You bombarded him with questions, making sure he was alright. Totally missing how bright red his cheeks were.

There was a moment when he was going to tell you, but then Gandalf whisked him away to Gondor. You only reunited with him after the end of the Ring and at Gondor.

You found yourself on the battlefield - after not finding Pippin in Minas Tirith - finding him holding Merry near the giant corpse of one of the Oliphaunts.

Running to his side, you saw how tired both of them were, seeing that Merry was injured in some way. Quickly and carefully, you took Merry into your arms, and both you and Pippin made your way inside Minas Tirith.

You sat with Pippin as Merry was being healed, sitting pretty close to each other.

"Are you alright?" Pippin suddenly asked, looking up at you.

"Yes, you do not have to worry, Pip."

"I just… I don't know what I'd do if something were to happen to you."

"Pip?"

"Yes?"

"Have I told you how handsome you look in that uniform?"

It was then that he confessed, and it was then that he asked if he could have the honor of courting you.

In Rivendell, it was there that Pippin asked if you wanted to stay with him in the Shire. You said yes.

Living at the Shire, when you're feeling down if ever, Pippin’s natural cheerfulness will come to the rescue. He’ll make sure you’re laughing again.

You’d also introduce him to new music. Pippin loves all things that make him feel alive, and you could teach him some fun songs, that would have him jumping up and down and giggling.

You’d always have Pippin’s back, whether that’s giving him advice when he feels uncertain or being his moral support when the weight of the world starts to feel too heavy.

~~~

The Hobbit;

Bilbo Baggins -

You lived in the Shire, already being Bilbo's close friend; you weren't like his overbearing family.

You had met at the market when he was looking for flower seeds to plant in his garden, and you were searching for your own seeds to plant as well.

You two quickly bond over your shared curiosity for the world around you. While Bilbo’s cautious nature is at odds with your adventurous spirit, you respect his quieter, thoughtful demeanor and begin to realize how deeply kind and loyal he is.

Friendship with Bilbo is a mix of quiet moments and lighthearted discussions about the world, your love for history, and everything that makes life fascinating.

Bilbo is slow to realize his feelings, as he’s not someone who wears his heart on his sleeve. He’s much more at home with a book in his hand or a cup of tea, but over time, he’ll start to notice how much more relaxed and happy he feels when you're around.

He'd start thinking, 'I wonder what she's doing right now,' or 'She'd really like this recipe.'

He may not understand it right away, but you’ll start to notice him doing little things for you subconsciously, like keeping your favorite snacks in stock in his pantry or offering you extra blankets during chilly nights when you come over to read and drink tea.

What you do notice, is the way he looks at you, and the warmth in his voice when he says your name.

You two would find the beauty in the small things. Long, quiet walks in the woods, discussing the wonders of nature or the latest book you’re reading.

You were actually quite happy when Bilbo asked if you would like to go on a walk with him - hobbit courting gestures.

For some reason, deep down, you had always known that Bilbo liked you the same way you liked him.

He's not the most outwardly with romance, but Bilbo will never turn down the chance to cook you a meal, give you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, or even just spending a night with you in his arms, both of you reading books in front of the fire.

Bilbo is always there if you need someone to talk to. Just so you know. He doesn't care if you knock on his door and wake him up in the early morning before the sun comes up, he is there for you o matter what.

You need advice, he is there for you too.

Normally, Bilbo is not the life of the party, he loves to read in his chair and drink tea before bed. But, for you, he'd go to a few parties, and maybe let you drag him on the dance floor to dance. And maybe he'd have a good time. He's having a great time.

On a quiet evening, when Bilbo is feeling nostalgic or just a little tired, you offer to read him a passage from one of his favorite old books. The calm, comforting voice brings him peace, and he enjoys hearing the words he’s read a hundred times from someone else's perspective.

"Ah, you make it sound so much more magical than when I read it."

~~~

Marvel;

Carol Danvers -

You met Carol during what was supposed to be a solo mission for you.

There was a Hydra facility in the middle of a secluded forest in Canada that was holding mutants to run experiments on.

And since you were an incredibly great fighter, and had a pretty powerful mutation yourself, you were sent off to save the three documented people who were kidnapped by Hydra.

The job seemed simple: get in, save the mutants, and get out. But when you arrived, the facility somehow knew you were coming, and security systems went haywire.

Or maybe it was just a regular security system that you thought you shut off...

Didn't you shut that off?

You swore you did.

Well, you needed backup, and that's when you met Carol.

Your hero.

Once she appeared, you both fought side by side, almost instantly knocking out the Hydra agents.

She is impressed by you, to say the least.

You began to have more missions with her.

When you're working with each other, there is a noticeable chemistry.

The two of you bond over shared experiences of being outsiders, with Carol’s history as a soldier and your own past both shaping how you view the world.

She respects people who aren’t afraid to speak their minds and stand their ground. Carol sees a bit of her own rebellious spirit in you.

Carol values trust, and once she knows she can trust you, she’s fiercely loyal.

While Carol can be tough and independent, she always respects your space and boundaries, especially after learning that you value your alone time and personal space.

Carol loves that you’re one of the few people who doesn’t treat her like a hero 24/7. It's nice, the recognition, but it's also nice to be just a regular person.

When she’s feeling down, she knows you’ll be there for her, ready to help her unwind, whether it’s sharing your favorite drink or just going for a walk.

She is always down for an adventure! Road trip!

Her realization of her growing feelings for you happens pretty quickly. You had taken her to a party at a club, pulling her onto the dance floor.

Seeing you so happy, dancing without a care in the world, belting out the wrong lyrics; it was in slow-motion, the lights hitting you just right...

She also starts noticing the little things you do - like the way you check in on her after a mission, or how you laugh at her corny jokes even when no one else does.

She won’t rush things because she understands the need for patience.

Carol isn’t always the most openly affectionate, but when you’re alone, she’s soft. A gentle hand on the small of your back or a fleeting kiss on your forehead shows her care more than words.

"I’m not great with words, but I know I want you in my life."

The kiss happens after a long battle, when the adrenaline finally fades, leaving only the quiet relief of being alive.

Carol pulls you close, her hand cupping your face gently, her eyes looking over you and making sure you are alright.

You catch her by surprise when you kiss her; the kiss is warm and soft but with an intensity that says more than words ever could.

When you both pull away, your foreheads rest against each other.

Carol loves surprising you with thoughtful gestures - whether it's a quiet night at her place with dinner or surprising you with your favorite vegan dessert because she remembers what you like.

If you ever have a rough day or need time to yourself, Carol gives you space but always makes sure to check-in.

Carol has your back, no questions asked. If you're ever in trouble, she’ll come running, and she’s not afraid to get her hands dirty to make sure you’re safe.

You never have to worry about being judged around Carol. She gets that you’ve both had your fair share of tough experiences and doesn’t hold anything against you. Carol often compliments you on your chosen piercings for the day, or the type of perfume you're wearing.

She is also huge into gifts and loves getting you 80s movies, horror books, or anything else you like.

Another thing, she loves to listen to you talk about anything history. She could listen to you for hours if you let her.

You’d support her just as much as she supports you, whether it’s by getting her favorite food after a mission or just being there to listen when she’s had a bad day.

On quieter nights, you’d find yourselves sitting together, either just talking or reading quietly in each other’s company, enjoying the rare moments of peace.

~~~

The Witcher;

Jaskier -

You met Jaskier during one of his many escapades with Geralt.

He was in the middle of one of his wild performances when you happened to stumble into the tavern.

The first thing that caught your attention was his passion. He was ridiculously charming in a way you couldn’t ignore.

You caught his eyes as well.

He spotted you as you walked in, and as you found a sit at a table.

Singing his heart out, he sauntered over, giving you his full attention, making it seem like he was only singing for you and only you.

At the end of his song, it took him a moment before he snapped his gaze away from you.

It wasn't long until he decided to join you at your table, and after a bit of conversation, you began to really enjoy his presence.

Jaskier has a way of making people feel comfortable, and with you, it didn’t take long for you to become fast friends.

And it took a bit for you and Jaskier to convince Geralt to let you join them, but after Geralt saw you fight a freaking Striga, seeing your fighting skills, he let you join begrudgingly.

You’re always there to listen when he’s complaining about Geralt. Giving him a shoulder.

You and Jaskier share an unbreakable bond of teasing, playful banter, and mutual respect. He’s one to joke around with you for hours, and you never shy away from giving it back. He loves your quick wit.

Whether you’re helping him write a new song or just trying to keep him out of trouble, Jaskier enjoys having you around.

You two are constantly getting into mischief together, and even though you sometimes find yourself rolling your eyes at his antics, you secretly love it.

At first, Jaskier didn’t realize how much his feelings for you were growing. It started with shared glances, small touches, and moments of silence where he just couldn’t seem to stop thinking about you.

Then he started writing songs about you...

Jaskier is not shy when it comes to making romantic gestures. As said, songs for you, poetry, and obviously singing for you whenever you wish.

When he finally confesses, it’s as overblown as expected. He stands there, looking at you with a combination of nervousness and excitement.

“It is with the utmost sincerity… That I have fallen for you. Surely, you can see how this bard’s heart beats only for you?”

Jaskier often serenades you, whether it’s in the middle of a crowded tavern or just the two of you by a campfire. He loves seeing the way your face lights up when he sings, even if the song is a bit dramatic.

Expect constant playful nicknames and jokes, but they’re always laced with affection. He’s a romantic at heart, even if it’s wrapped in humor.

Jaskier is genuinely interested in your passions, even if they’re different from his own. If you love history or literature, he’ll ask you questions, trying to understand what makes those things so fascinating. He’ll even try to learn some of your interests just to make you happy.

He is also incredibly interested in your tattoos!

When things get difficult, Jaskier will do small, sweet things for you, like fixing you a hot drink after a long day or giving you a blanket when you're cold.