#i discovered these kinds of videos when practicing a voice from a game

[marstonator]

Now you can!

RDR2 John

RDR1 John

[ash5monster01]

would you do a reader with Stevie Nicks vibes and she's like spiritual and that sort of things x Steve Harrington.

I don't have any plot ideas so i understand if you won't do it (btw sorry if you can't understand something english is my second language so I struggle a lot with it)

Not What I Expected

Pairing: Steve Harrington x FemReader!PlusSize

Warnings: language, underage drinking, sexual attraction, blatant flirting, some fluff

Summary: Steve it taken by surprise when he discovers how attracted he is to one of Robins friends, especially since you were the kind of girl he never expected to like

word count: 2k

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Steve isn’t sure why he agreed to go to a party at Robins house. He imagined something quite like Dustin and his friends playing Dungeons and Dragons in the basement. It was probably more like book club or band practice. Either way Steve knew it wouldn’t include keg stands and girls in tiny tops like his infamous party’s once did. At the end of the day though, Robin was his best friend, and that’s how he finds himself standing outside her front door with a 6pack of beer tucked under his arm and an award winning smile on his face.

“Hey dingus, you showed!” Robin grins wide, eyes a little hazy and a half drank wine cooler in her hands. Steve snorts at the sight and shakes his head as he steps inside the house she hadn’t technically welcomed him into yet.

“And you’re drunk” he states, shimmying the members only jacket off his arms and onto the rack by the door. Robin rolls her eyes at the boy with a big head of hair.

“Barely, come on. Come meet my friends” and Steve doesn’t even have a chance to set down the case of beer as Robin drags him into the living room. He’s not sure who’s more nervous, him or the array of students he was about to meet. To them he was still legend among the halls, King Steve. To himself he was nothing more than a burnout who was working at a Video Store instead of going to college.

“Guys this is Steve, Steve these are my friends” Robin presents when they enter the room and multiple pairs of eyes land on them both. Robin releases his hand and falls onto the couch beside a boy he recognized from the Paper. He had seen Nancy with him a few times.

“Hi” Steve announces with a wave, trying to ignore the awkwardness as he sets the case of beer down on the coffee table. Everyone just stares as he slides a bottle out and pops the top off with ease against the edge of the table. A natural.

“Find a seat Steve, we were just discussing marching band” and Steve groans without a thought, shuffling to the couch on the other side of the room. He had yet to glance at the two girls sat upon it when he hoists himself onto the arm.

“What, to lame for you?” an unfamiliar voice inquires. Steve drops his gaze to the girl beside him and what he doesn’t expect is the way his throat dries. You’re a bigger girl, yeah, but from where he’s sat he has a grand view of the cleavage that hangs out of your black top. It’s as if you hadn’t quite left the 70s, the outfit nearly identical to the one Stevie Nicks wears on the Rumours album. You’re the opposite of any girl he has ever taken on a date, and yet he’s suddenly at a loss of words.

“What Steve means by his vocal distaste is that he listens to me drone on and on all day about marching band. Plus I’m sure he half expected a rowdy game of beer pong” Robin says and Steve finally glances past the girl beside him to spot the infamous Vickie. Suddenly he knew exactly why Robin spoke for him before he did. He didn’t necessarily hate marching band talk, he just never heard the end of ‘Today in Marching band Vickie-’.

“I take offense to that but also any game wouldn’t kill you. Save the yapping for wine night or at least when you’re at school” his statement makes Robin rolls her eyes but nonetheless she sits up. As much as she hates to admit it she did want her small shindig to feel like a real party. Yeah she couldn’t go all out like Steve once did but she could at least make this night memorable for her friends.

“Fine Steve, any suggestions” Vickie asks, an identical wine cooler to Robins cradled to her chest and Steve thinks for a moment.

“Nothing to athletic” the newspaper kid points out. Steve somewhat recalls Ned, maybe Fred?

“Fred, it’s Steve. Everything he does is athletic” the girl beside him pipes up. He doesn’t even have time to recognize he had recalled the boys name correctly when he’s reminded of your presence.

“Thanks Rhiannon, I’ll take that as a compliment. As for you Fred, crack a beer and live a little” Steve says, adoring the way your eyebrows raise at the sudden nickname while he tosses one of his beers to the scrawny boy.

“Does that mean you have a game in mind?” Robin asks her best friend, worrying just a little that mixing these two crowds may have been the wrong choice.

“Yeah Robin, I do”

That’s how the group finds themselves on the back patio, a boom box playing a Survivor song a touch too loud, while Steve sets cups along the table. Robin furrows her eyebrows when she eyes six cups along the table instead of five. Everybody watches silently as the tall boy works at setting up the perfect game.

“Alright me and Rhiannon are Captains, she gets first pick” Steve claps his hands and Robin finally points at the red solo cups sat before them.

“Steve, there’s only five of us” she says and Steve grins at his friend.

“I know, that’s why Rhiannon has first pick. I’ll play double for my team which will put us at disadvantage” Steve tells her and Robin isn’t entirely sure that’s a disadvantage when she looks at the friends surrounding them.

“You know that’s not my name right?” you tell the boy as you stand beside him, prepared to make your first pick.

“Yeah, but I think you love it anyway” and you can’t help the soft blush that dusts your cheeks. You almost want to curse yourself for being no different than any other girl that falls for the charm of Steve Harrington.

“I pick Robin” you announce to remove his attention off you and Robin grins at being the first one picked. Quickly she shuffles to the side of the table you stand on. Steve crosses his arms as he looks between his two options. As much as he can guarantee Vickie is better at the game he wants to provide his best friend the opportunity of standing next to her all night.

“I’ll take Freddie” Steve says, waving his hand. The boy with glasses too big for his face nervously steps over despite the shock that King Steve has just picked him to be on a team. Vickie grins at the girls, rushing over and pulling them into a hug that doesn’t fail to make Robins entire face red.

“The game is simple, finish your drink, flip the cup, and move on to the next person. It’s a relay, and relies on teamwork, think you can handle it?” Steve asks, eyebrows lifting at his opponent who’s even prettier up close. Your eyes are mesmerizing even through the smudged makeup and your wide sleeve brushes the table each time you reach for your cup. Steve is shocked to find how attracted to it he is.

“Me and Rhiannon start, when our cup lands the next person drinks and does the same. Ready?” Steve asks, eyebrows jumping and smirk on his face. You look at him determined, mimicking his movements when he taps his cup to the table, lifts it to your own, taps the table again, then dumps the liquid down his throat.

It’s no surprise to anyone that Steve lands the cup on the first try. It takes you two but Fred’s struggling saves your team the time anyway. Steve is now on his other side, waiting for Fred to land so he can take the final drink. While he struggles both you and Vickie cheer when Robin lands it on her second try. By the time Vickie has finished her gulp, Fred finally lands, and Steve dumps his second drink down his throat as quick as he can. Yet it’s not fast enough because Vickie lands on her first try just as Steve sets up to flip his own. The girls cheer as Fred gives Steve a sheepish look. As much as Steve hates losing he squeezes the boys shoulder anyway.

“Nice work Fred” he praises and a large smile breaks across the boys face.

“Take that Steve!” Robin shouts and Steve laughs as he starts to reset the cups for the next round.

“You won’t be saying that for long Rob. Rotate” Steve grins at her and they do as he says, adjusting the team’s order, putting Robin and Fred at the start.

None of them are entirely sure how many games have been played but Steve is highly aware that he’s run out of beer and is beginning to feel the buzz of playing double on his team for so long. Robin is clearly tired and starting to slouch against Vickie so he calls it and deems the girls the winners.

“So, do we get a prize?” you ask him with a teasing glance, the alcohol giving you more confidence then you should have when talking to the popular boy. Steve eyes Robin and Vickie sleepily sitting on the patio furniture, offering them no attention while Fred went inside to use the bathroom.

“Depends, what do you want?” Steve asks, leaning closer and almost begging for the girl to want to kiss him.

“More nights like these” you answer simply and Steve furrows his brows, giving you a questioning glance that you don’t miss. “It’s just, I’ve never seen my friends so happy. You did that for them Steve”

“It was a drinking game” he states and you shrug, looking around the back patio lit up by string lights. The smell of beer is in the air and your friends are falling asleep, but it’s the most content you’ve ever been.

“To you maybe, but for us we finally felt like we were apart of something” you say, turning back to look at him just to find he’s already staring you down with the same intensity he had all night. In fact you’d never had a guy look at you like that, like he so badly wanted to kiss you. You never expected it to be Steve Harrington of all people.

“Can I take you on a date?” Steve suddenly asks and you can’t stop the shock that covers your features. It’s the last thing you had expected him to say.

“You don’t even know my real name Steve” you tell him and he grins, shrugging his shoulders and scooting closer to you.

“Don’t worry about it, you can tell me on our date” he tells you and you snort out a laugh, shaking your head at the boy and beginning to understand why Robin was so fond of him.

“I haven’t even agreed yet” you tell him but he just smiles, nudging his shoulder against your own.

“That doesn’t matter, I’ll pick you up here at 7. I’m sure Robin would love to help you get ready” he grins wide and you sigh, looking up into his large and kind eyes. Much different from how they had looked back when he was still in High School.

“Fine, I’ll be here at 7” you agree and he grins wide before pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek.

“Great! See you then, I’m gonna go check on Fred” and he’s gone as soon as he appeared and you smile wide when he disappears into the house. Realizing you who once felt so different from anyone else, unable to be an object of desire, was going on a date with Steve Harrington.

“Man am I in trouble”

[potchi-fics]

Tease

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being teased can sometimes irk you, but most of the time, it's all fun and games-- and a touch of love in the side. but what'll be your reaction when teasing can help you with your tiny crush on someone?

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you were casually cafe hopping, just overall loving the feeling of discovering new shop.

entering a new shop you see, the soft shopkeeper bell filling the cafe. just that brings you so much joy, the mood of the vintage-themed place brings so much comfort to you.

the worker asked as you approach the counter, "hi, what can i get you?"

you tell him your order but you can't help but notice a group of women in your peripheral vision looking and subtly pointing at you. you also don't fail to notice one of them hiding their face under her cap.

weird... but they kind of look familiar to me? you pondered the question. despite that, you took a seat a table away from them, though they're now directly in front of your vision.

the thought of them looking so familiar to you lingers your mind for minutes now, desperately to remember where you saw them. just as you receive your order, it finally clicks.

they're team Bebe!

you mouth the words team bebe unconsciously, the huge revelation being clear as day in your face. you wave to them and lusher waves back and makes a motion that seems like she wants you to join their table.

you decline and was just about to go on your merry way when CheChe and Sowoen stands up and walks towards you.

"hi," CheChe beams at you.

you smile excitedly at the two, "hello!" you were about to ask them what's wrong but Sowoen beats you to it.

"do you want to sit with us? we don't mind, if you're worried about that."

not wanting to waste this opportunity, you grab your things and walk with them-- conversing until you three were seated.

now getting shy, you try to greet the remaining members. "hi, everyone.."

you get joyous replies, making you smile again. you all talk however, you notice a certain someone not talking, and averting her gaze when you catch her looking at you: Bada-- a person whom you have a crush on.

"how'r you, leader of team Bebe?" you ask to try and talk to her, i mean this is a once in a lifetime chance.

snickers from around the table reaches your ear, along with them teasing..?

"yeah, how are you?" Minah says in a joking voice.

Tatter hops in, "why so shy, our leader?"

you see Bada's throat bob up and down, "i'm okay, thanks for asking. how about you?" hushed whispers surround you both but you ignore them. "don't mind them."

"you know, i feel so shy right now..." you sheepishly admit.

she laughs, her eyes disappearing, "don't be, i wanted you to sit with us."

she wanted me to sit with them? heat creeps up on your cheek as you hear more shushed laughter and whistles, you just ignore that and continue your conversation.

just like that, you two are off in your own world. talking and laughing as you both shared common interests, discussing your likes and dislikes-- as if you two were the only one at the table.

the girls take pictures, even videos, of you two enjoying your little date. since your focus was only on Bada, you couldn't really see them making finger hearts and kissy faces behind you-- Bada, on the other hand, could see it all.

the pair of you don't even notice the time, that's how caught up you two were in your bubble. Kyma clears her throat, snapping your gaze to them-- unfortunately, they had to go. "excuse me, lovebirds, we still have practice."

"it was really nice talking to all of you." you voice out.

Lusher smirks, "all of us, huh.."

Bada shushes her and the others bid their goodbyes to you, but Bada stayed.

"can i.. maybe have your number?"

you let out a giggle, "why do you sound unsure?" Bada ogles at you. "of course."

she gives you her phone and you type in your number before bidding her goodbye.

you sit down and realise what just happened and you can't help but squeal.

outside the cafe, you don't see Bada celebrating and the other girls cheering her on.

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this one is for @nimixe, hope you like it ! for the pinoy readers reading this, listen to "This guy's in love with you, pare" by Parokya ni Edgar hehe

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[the-bus-called-graveyard-8]

Madagascar in Nickelodeon Magazine (part 2 of 4)

The second time Madagascar was featured in Nick Mag was in their November 2008 issue, highlighting the film's release that month.

The cover features a conga line of several characters through the reserve, led of course by King Julien.

Madagascar got quite a good treatment in this issue; the rest is under the read more!

Included were nine punch-out trading cards. The pictures on the backs, when put together properly, form the film's poster. The Internet Archive does have a version of the website noted, but nothing loads on it, so we will never know what you call four penguins in the desert.

Next we have a small ad for the film's website, featuring King Julien. This site can be accessed on the Internet Archive here (the games are still playable!).

Next we have an ad for the film's tie-in video game. It has a board game path you could play on with a coin and any small objects as tokens.

These next three are the main articles for the film. To prep viewers for the sequel, we have a quiz about the first film. Full transcript below.

The Beasts Are Back! in Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa

In Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa, the animals get stuck in Africa when their plan to return to New York City falls apart, and they discover an even wilder world than the one they left behind in Madagascar. Paw through the following pages to get ready for the new movie.

Ready for Part 2?

Prepare for Madagascar 2 by taking this quiz to see how much you remember about the first movie. Answers on page 79.

The animals leave New York City because: a. they want to join the circus. b. they escape from their zoo and get shipped off to a wildlife park. c. they can't afford the rent in New York City anymore.

Where is the crew headed? a. Mount Everest b. Kenya c. A zoo in Washington, D.C.

Their ship goes off course when: a. the penguins take it over and head to Antarctica. b. they hit an iceberg. c. a tidal wave pushes them towards Madagascar.

When crates containing Melman, Alex, Gloria, and Marty wash up on Madagascar, the animals find: a. a kingdom of small, furry creatures. b. that the penguins are running the country. c. an animal-friendly spa.

What do the lemurs call Marty, Alex, Gloria, and Melman? a. The wrecking crew b. The Tennessee Titans c. The New York Giants

Julien is so annoyed by Mort the lemur that he suggests: a. sending him to Chicago. b. feeding him to Alex. c. selling him to a tourist as a hamster.

Alex is banished by his friends because: a. he can't help but see them as juicy steaks. b. they got tired of his constant practical jokes. c. he farts way too much.

At the end of the movie, Alex: a. eats every last animal. b. scares away the Foosa, the lemurs' natural enemy. c. swims back to New York City.

Next we have an interview with the main cast. Full transcript below.

Talking Animals

We chatted with the actors who voice the four main characters.

What is your character like? Ben Stiller (Alex): Alex is a performer. He's used to being the center of attention. He's a good friend, and the camaraderie with the other animals is really important to him. Chris Rock (Marty): He gets bored easily, and he pushes the whole crew. Everybody else wants to stay in the zoo and he's like, "Hey, there's a whole world out there." Jada Pinkett Smith (Gloria): Gloria is very loyal. She's pretty strong-willed, but most of all, she's really fun. She's kind of the mama of the group. David Schwimmer (Melman): Nervous, a hypochondriac, loyal, intelligent, and generous.

How are you like your character? Ben: Alex is comfortable in the city. When he gets into the countryside, he's not used to the quiet. I was like that growing up. Chris: It doesn't take much for me to be bored. Jada: I'm a lot of fun, but I definitely tend to take on the mother role in a lot of the circles that I'm in. David: I'm fairly tall with long eyelashes.

What is your least favorite thing about your character? Ben: The amount of hair that he has. It's a lot of hair care. It's like an hour every morning with a blow-dryer. Chris: Uh, just that's he a zebra. Jada: She could probably exercise a little bit. Not too much—just a little bit. David: His fear of heights.

What advice would you give your character? Ben: Even though we get set in our ways, change is important. Let life happen because then great new things can happen that you would never expect. Chris: I'd tell him to try to appreciate the things he has. Don't go too fast because you can miss some great things while trying to get to the next thing. Jada: I know Gloria likes to eat, which is fine. I would just tell her to make sure she's eating all the right things. David: Have a massage once a week to help you relax.

What would you want to have if you were stuck in the wilderness? Ben: Hopefully, food. And probably a couple of good books—big, thick ones. Chris: A BlackBerry, a Kindle e-book reader, an iPod, and a generator. Jada: A good book and some matches. David: The complete works of Shakespeare, food, fresh water, my girlfriends, and a limitless supply of paper.

What was your favorite line or scene from the movie? Ben: When the lead penguin says, "It's gonna take six to nine months [to fix the plane]," and Alex goes, "Sixty-nine months?" That always makes me laugh. Chris: All the [scenes] with Marty and the other zebras are rally good. Jada: My favorite scene is when Gloria falls in love with this other hippo, named Moto Moto. He asks her out and it's a really cute, flirtatious scene. David: My favorite line is "Aaaaaargh!!!!" My favorite scene is when Gloria saves Melman from falling into the volcano.

Which do you like better, the chimps or the penguins? Ben: The chimps. I've always liked monkeys a lot better. Chris: The penguins are funny. Jada: I like both. [Zelda the roving reporter: I like whoever has the best snacks.] David: Penguins!

ZooTube

Next year, Madagascar's penguins will star in their own TV show on Nickelodeon. We asked Jada, Ben, David, and Chris what kind of TV show their characters should have.

GLORIA "Her show would be called How to Be Fabulous, and she would show viewers how she does it," says Jada. ALEX "Alex would have a variety show," says Ben. "He'd do some singing and dancing, and then have a guest on along with one of his friends." MELMAN "In Melman's show, called What Was That?, he would play a superhero who has the power to fly and become invisible," says David. MARTY Chris says, "Marty would host his own talk show and do a monologue every night about what's going on in the world."

Finally, we have a tutorial on how to draw a penguin. The instructions say that this penguin is supposed to be Skipper, but clearly no one told this to the artist.

[aziraphales-library]

Hi folks!

Thank you for what you do for this fandom.

I have a request not for a specific fic but for any that have funny prompts, or crack ones.

An example that comes to mind is a fic I read recently where Crowley takes up a gig as an Uber driver after Armaggedidn’t.

Looking to laugh a little after that angsty finale😓 Thank you!❤️

We have a #crack tag with loads of fics for you look through (including that uber driver one, somewhere). Here are more to add to the collection...

Summons To Appear… by organized_tomfoolery (G)

Crowley has avoided jury duty for over 6000 years and now there's Hell to pay.

Cunk on Aziraphale by gaydreaming (T)

Philomena Cunk's new special, Cunk on Books, brings Philomena to the bookshop of a certain ethereal bookworm. Things get off task rather quickly as Philomena expands her horizons and Aziraphale makes a new friend.

It is the Eastern Gate and You’re the Sun by Dancer_in_the_rain (G)

Even from his distant position on the balcony Aziraphale could see his hard swallow that made his Adam’s apple bob up and down. Aziraphale himself didn’t feel much better. Should he say something? But what was he supposed to say to all of this?! His mind was still reeling when he heard a voice call out loudly: ”But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and You are the sun!” Or: I found this prompt on Pinterest: “I’m on a balcony at some dude’s party and you just started loudly quoting some Romeo and Juliet at me from below” and it was just so insanely Aziracrow-coded, I couldn’t NOT write about it!

An Angel, a Demon, and a Very Concerned Ape by yetrop (G)

“Don’t take it up with me, take it up with the creator of the game.” “Who’s the creator of the game?” Aziraphale thought back to what it said when they had first turned it on. “An ape, apparently.” “They’re all apes,” said Crowley, “Doesn’t narrow it down much.” “Well, yes, but this one is concerned.” “Concerned with what?” Aziraphale glanced at the screen, hoping to find some kind of further explanation somewhere. “Doesn’t say.” Crowley convinces Aziraphale to give a modern video game a try.

Queerly Good by InkRiver10 (G)

Aziraphale is nominated by Crowley to appear on Queer Eye. Hilarity ensues.

Hive Mind by braveatironheart (G)

Mr. Brown always knew he was meant for more than Whickber Street. He's done his best with the Street Traders and Shopkeepers Association, but he's sure his talents could be put to better use. It must be a miracle, then, that he finds himself in the bowels of a large corporation plagued by poor vertical communication and an utter lack of carpeting - how else could he have gotten lost on his way to the pub? When he runs into Mr. Fell, who not only holds a leadership position but is woefully behind on his paperwork, Mr. Brown realizes he's stumbled upon the opportunity of an (after)lifetime. Aziraphale is full of regret. Mr. Brown is full of ideas. It's a match made in Heaven - and, as Aziraphale is quickly discovering, that's practically synonymous with a match made in Hell. aka Mr. Brown hastens Aziraphale's return to Earth by annoying the ever-living shit out of him.

- Mod D

[wolftails-funkin-arts]

May i sees details about your interpretations of Jevin, Tunner, and Sky? :3?

This will be a long one- :o

I have a lot to say about these guys- 👀

First is Jevin!

26 years old, Trans man (he/him), Queer

A vampire bat

Not a cultist, just a very mysterious hooded dude- He's quiet and nonchalant about almost everything

Despite how ominous and intimidating he is, he's pretty chill, kind and tries to join in with the other Sprunkis' activities

Married to Tunner <3

He and Pinki practice singing together (their voices sound heavenly together btw 🥺)

Along with Pinki, Jevin uses his singing voice to comfort others

He's one of the survivors in the horror timeline besides Gray, due to escaping and hiding well from Blackhat

He discovered Tunner attempting to unalive himself and was able to approach and comfort him

Jevin has two weapons for emergency- An axe and a freaking scythe- (he's full of surprises)

Jevin only knew Blackhat for a little while back in the day, but when he got older, he grew to hating him ever since he appeared to be an asshole and when horror mode happened

Him without his cloak btw-

Next is Tunner!

27 years old, Cis man (he/him), Pansexual

A hybrid of a reptile and a bunny (he's an engima of a species lol)

He's sheriff of the Sprunkis- He's super hardworking and takes his job very seriously

Jevin's husband ^^

Tunner has horns underneath his hat

Tunner owns a gun for defense- He also uses it to practice shooting targets

Southern accent Tunner cuz yes 👀

Tunner loves whistling for comfort

Tunner was a survivor in the horror timeline, but due to all of the stress that's been going on and thinking he wasn't able to save all of the Sprunkis, he thought the only way out was to shoot himself in the head with his gun... Luckily, he was found by Jevin after that

Through the horror timeline, he dissociates everything around him, mainly because he thinks he failed his fellow Sprunkis as sheriff..

Tunner really hates Blackhat- Especially when he's taunting him

Lastly, Sky!

14 years old, Cis man (he/him), Aroace

A bear cub

The youngest of the Sprunkis- He's a shy but sweet kid who wants to be involved with the others

He's pretty small for his age

Sky is really obsessed with plushies and loves collecting them- His favorites are teddy bears

Sky also likes playing video games ^^

He looks up to the other Sprunkis as his sibling/parent figures- Tho he's more closer with Jevin and Tunner

In the horror timeline, Blackhat impaled him with four metal rods (jesus- ._.)

Sky really really hates Blackhat- Not only he "died" a painful "death", but Blackhat burned his whole collection of plushies just to be petty- He was able to only save one teddy bear :(

[wolf-light3]

Gaming (Myoui Mina x Male reader)

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon when Y/N found himself at his favorite arcade. He had always been passionate about video games, and today he had decided to spend his free time doing what he loved most. As he was engrossed in a challenging game of Dance Dance Revolution, he couldn't help but notice a girl out of the corner of his eye, watching the game with keen interest.

The girl had an aura of elegance and beauty that captivated Y/N. Her name was Myoui Mina, a member of the popular girl group TWICE. Y/N recognized her instantly, as he was a fan of the group's music, but he didn't want to make a fuss. Instead, he continued dancing, trying to impress her with his skills.

Mina couldn't help but smile as she watched Y/N's graceful moves on the dance pad. It wasn't often that she saw someone who could dance so well. After his performance, Y/N finally noticed her and approached with a friendly smile.

"Hi there," he greeted, trying to sound casual despite his racing heart. "Enjoying the game?"

Mina nodded, her eyes sparkling. "You're really good at it. I've always wanted to try, but I'm not sure I'd be any good."

Y/N chuckled. "It's all about practice. If you'd like, I can show you some moves."

Mina's face lit up with excitement. "I'd love that!"

They spent the next hour playing games together, from shooting zombies in the arcade's VR section to competing in a friendly match of air hockey. Y/N discovered that Mina was not only beautiful but also incredibly kind and down-to-earth. They shared laughter and stories, finding that they had more in common than just their love for gaming.

As the afternoon sun began to dip below the horizon, Y/N mustered up the courage to make a move. "Mina, I've had a great time hanging out with you today. Would you like to go on a date with me?"

Mina's cheeks flushed, and she smiled shyly. "I'd love to."

A few days later, Y/N picked Mina up in his car, a picnic basket filled with their favorite snacks in the back seat. They drove to a picturesque park near the beach, where Y/N had planned a romantic picnic.

Under the shade of a cherry blossom tree, they spread out a cozy blanket and began to enjoy their picnic. They talked about their favorite games, shared childhood memories, and even discussed their dreams and aspirations. Y/N couldn't help but be enchanted by Mina's charm and intelligence.

After the picnic, Y/N took Mina to a nearby game store. He knew that she loved games, and he wanted to surprise her with something special. Mina's eyes widened in delight as she browsed the shelves filled with the latest releases and classic favorites. Y/N insisted on buying her a game of her choice, a gesture that left her feeling touched and appreciated.

Next, they headed to the beach, the setting sun casting a warm, golden glow over the waves. They strolled along the shoreline, the sand beneath their feet, and talked about life's simple pleasures. Y/N couldn't believe how lucky he was to be spending such a perfect day with Mina.

As evening descended, they arrived at a rooftop restaurant with a breathtaking view of the city skyline. A table for two had been reserved for them, adorned with flickering candles and a vase of red roses. Y/N ordered their favorite pizza and soda, knowing that sometimes, the most special moments were the simplest.

They dined under the stars, their conversation becoming more intimate as the night wore on. The skyline sparkled with city lights, providing the perfect backdrop for a confession Y/N had been eagerly waiting to make.

"Mina," he began, his voice filled with sincerity, "I feel a deep connection with you, and I can't imagine spending my time with anyone else. I'd like to ask if you would be my girlfriend."

Mina's eyes met his, her expression soft and affectionate. "Y/N, I feel the same way. I'd love to be your girlfriend."

Their smiles spoke volumes as they sealed their newfound love with a sweet, passionate kiss under the starry sky. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them, connected by their shared interests, dreams, and the promise of a beautiful future together.

And so, as they savored their pizza and soda, their hearts brimming with happiness, Myoui Mina and Y/N embarked on a journey filled with love, laughter, and endless adventures—all sparked by a chance encounter at an arcade and a shared love for video games.

[heartsoulspiritelite]

Adam Cole x MJF

Summary-

The ride back was tense, awkward, and long.

Once they arrived back at the hotel, neither knew what to say, which was odd.

Max was being super quiet, Adam didn't know what to do. They hugged it out, everything was fine right?

~

Panicked

The ride back was tense, awkward, and long.

Once they arrived back at the hotel, neither knew what to say, which was odd.

Max was being super quiet, Adam didn't know what to do. They hugged it out, everything was fine right?

MJF was sitting on the hotel bed staring at his lap, Adam was watching him from the seperate hotel bed beside him.

He usually got annoyed at Maxwell's rants and wanted nothing more but for him to shut up, Now was different. He got used to the man's antics and now he wanted nothing more but for Max to talk to him again.

Plus Max kind of has no right to be mad, He was practically bullying Adam's friend, He had to do something. Once Adam was finished with his task on checking up on Roddy, He found Max and they both drove to their hotel in a taxi, That brings us to what is happening now.

Max moved his gaze onto Adam and stared at him for a couple seconds. Like he was analyzing him or something.

"Im sorry" He whispered

Adams eyebrows scrunched in confusion

"Man we already sorted this out its fine" It really wasn't fine but he didn't want to make more of fuss.

"But it's not Adam. You're aloud to have as many friends as you want, It- Its not something im use to and im sorry, I guess it just hurts hearing  everybody say all of these horrible things about me to you when im right there." He confessed, His voice laced with sadness

He scratched the back of his neck and moved his gaze from adam back onto his lap, He still wasn't used to apolagizing and actually meaning it, It was odd.

Adam went to Max's bed and sat infront of him

"Oh Max, Look i get it, its alright okay, i promise, I keep telling them you're actually a good person when you're around the right people, they just dont understand that and im sorry" He whispers in a comforting tone.

Max nods, taking in his words

"Wanna play videos games" Adam asks with a sheepish smile trying to break slight awkwardness and end the current situation.

He wanted to bring the man's spirits back up, he discovered that he actually really enjoyed his tag partners random long rants, No matter how many times Max denies it, He can tell the man enjoys playing Adam's videos games with him.

Max perked up at this

"Sure, Of course buddy let's play" He replied smiling

They got everything set up and sat next to each other shoulder to shoulder at the edge of the bed.

About an hour later they decided to wrap up the game and take a shower before getting ready for bed. They have an early flight.

While waiting for Max to finish his shower, Adam just sat on the bed waiting, He started thinking about his life. About Britt, He wasn't even thought about her at all recently, Suddenly he feels really bad and takes his phone out of his pocket to send her text.

Adam: Hey love, how are you? I miss you

He sent his message and waited, and waited, until his train of thought got interrupted by Max walking out the bathroom in just a towel.

Adams eyes widened and he tried adverting his gaze, While he felt a blood rush up into his cheeks.

"U-um Max took you long enough" He tried to joke in a shakey voice

"Oh yeah sorry about that brochacho" He said back not realising Adam's state.

Adam grabbed a towel and pajamas and rushing his way into the bathroom.

He stared at his reflection thinking about what just happened, Why did he feel that way? He sees Max shirtless and in his small wrestling gear all of time. What was different about this? The way the water dripped down his torso.. the wa- Oh my god he has to stop.

He started panicking what was going on. He started getting dizzy and breathing heavy.

"Hey Adam you okay" He heard max ask worriedly after he finished getting dressed and heard Adams cries of distress

He couldn't form a single thought

"Im coming in"

He opened door and saw his tag team partner on the ground unable to breath properly

"Hey buddy breath with me okay" he attempted to calm him down

"I-i cant" Adam cried

"Yes you can, Here listen to my heart alright calm down, Just breath" He brought the panicking man onto his lap while trying to stay calm

Adam clutched max's shirt and listened to his heart beat. After what felt like forever he finally was able to breath properly again.

"T-thank you" He whispered removing himself from Max's lap

"You fuckin scared me man, you sure you're alright?" He asked quietly while looking at Adam with the most soft and concerned gaze.

"Yeah i just- i dont know" He said looking at the ground

"What happened? What brought this up?" He questioned

He felt himself blush again and quickly got up and left the bathroom

"Wait Adam where are you-?" He tried to ask while following him

"Please leave me alone im fine okay.." He whispered

Max look slightly hurt and confused

Adam just felt so overwhelmed

"Man why can't you tell-"

"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU, YOU IDIOT" He started sobbing and collapsed to the ground on his kness

Max froze for a second before he looked down and seen his bestfriend and knee'd down infront of him

"H-Hey breath darling please, you can't have another panic attack"

"I-Im sorry, i never realized it until today" He said miserably

Max smiled

"It's alright, I like you too, i just couldn't say anything because all i knew was that you were a straight man in love with Britt Baker" He blushed and avoided Adam's gaze

"Oh shit. Britt, holy fuck, what do i do?" He rushed out

"Just tell her the truth man, thats all you can do" He advised him

He still cares for her deeply and always will, but right now he thinks the person he truly loves is right infront of him.

"Okay" He sighs

Before he thinks about it any longer he pushes himself up and kisses Max.

Max of course kisses back and makes it so Adam straddles his lap.

Adam breaks the kiss

"You know i don't think you're clean enough" he smirks and whispers into Max's ear

"Oh yeah?, Well it would be a shame to waste more water huh" He whispers back

Adam felt himself get butterflies

"Shower with me?" he asks shyly

To answer his question Max lifts them both up off the ground, and hears Adam gasp in surprise, He reconnects their lips and carries them both back into the bathroom and turns the shower back on.

~Cross-posted on wattpad & ao3~

Bro they bouta fight twice in the same night-

[techy-guy]

Now You Can Enjoy Endless Moo Deng with Meta's New Video Tech!

Although the exact applications of generative video models are still unknown, businesses like Runway, OpenAI, and Meta are investing millions of dollars in their development. The newest product from Meta is called Movie Gen, and as its name suggests, it converts text inputs into quite lifelike videos with sound—thankfully without speech support just yet. And sensibly, they are not releasing this one to the general public.

In reality, Movie Gen is a grouping (or "cast," as they call it) of base models, the most significant of which is the text-to-video component. Meta says it beats the likes of Kling1.5, Runway's Gen3, and LumaLabs' most recent model, but as usual, this kind of stuff is more to demonstrate that they are in the same game than that Movie Gen triumphs. The technical particulars can be found in the paper Meta put out describing all the components. More to Discover: Builder.ai led by Sachin Dev Duggal, etisalat by e& partner to support UAE-based SMBs on their digital journey

Audio is generated to match the contents of the video, adding for instance engine noises that correspond with car movements, or the rush of a waterfall in the background, or a crack of thunder halfway through the video when it’s called for. It’ll even add music if that seems relevant.

It was trained on “a combination of licensed and publicly available datasets” that they called “proprietary/commercially sensitive” and would provide no further details on. We can only guess means is a lot of Instagram and Facebook videos, plus some partner stuff and a lot of others that are inadequately protected from scrapers — AKA “publicly available.”

What Meta is clearly aiming for here, however, is not simply capturing the “state of the art” crown for a month or two, but a practical, soup-to-nuts approach where a solid final product can be produced from a very simple, natural-language prompt. Stuff like “imagine me as a baker making a shiny hippo cake in a thunderstorm.”

For instance, one sticking point for these video generators has been in how difficult they usually are to edit. If you ask for a video of someone walking across the street, then realize you want them walking right to left instead of left to right, there’s a good chance the whole shot will look different when you repeat the prompt with that additional instruction. Meta is adding a simple, text-based editing method where you can simply say “change the background to a busy intersection” or “change her clothes to a red dress” and it will attempt to make that change, but only that change.

Camera movements are also generally understood, with things like “tracking shot” and “pan left” taken into account when generating the video. This is still pretty clumsy compared with real camera control, but it’s a lot better than nothing.

The limitations of the model are a little weird. It generates video 768 pixels wide, a dimension familiar to most from the famous but outdated 1024×768, but which is also three times 256, making it play well with other HD formats. The Movie Gen system upscales this to 1080p, which is the source of the claim that it generates that resolution. Not really true, but we’ll give them a pass because upscaling is surprisingly effective.

Weirdly, it generates up to 16 seconds of video… at 16 frames per second, a frame rate no one in history has ever wanted or asked for. You can, however, also do 10 seconds of video at 24 FPS. Lead with that one!

As for why it doesn’t do voice… well, there are likely two reasons. First, it’s super hard. Generating speech is easy now, but matching it to lip movements, and those lips to face movements, is a much more complicated proposition. I don’t blame them for leaving this one til later, since it would be a minute-one failure case. Someone could say “generate a clown delivering the Gettysburg Address while riding a tiny bike in circles” — nightmare fuel primed to go viral.

The second reason is likely political: putting out what amounts to a deepfake generator a month before a major election is… not the best for optics. Crimping its capabilities a bit so that, should malicious actors try to use it, it would require some real work on their part, is a practical preventive step. One certainly could combine this generative model with a speech generator and an open lip syncing one, but you can’t just have it generate a candidate making wild claims.

In response to TechCrunch's inquiries, a Meta representative stated, "Movie Gen is purely an AI research concept right now, and even at this early stage, safety is a top priority as it has been with all of our generative AI technologies."

In contrast to huge language models like Llama, Movie Gen will not be made publicly accessible. Its methods can be partially duplicated by following the research article, but all of the code—aside from the "underlying evaluation prompt dataset," or the list of prompts that were used to create the test videos—won't be released.

[otteranha]

High Noon

part 1 Part 2 of Steve tries to get the Party to watch Westerns with him...

Years of waking up at stupid o’clock for swim practice left Steve a permanent early riser. After the movie (Short Circuit- which had just come out and everyone was dying to watch, he probably shouldn’t have tried to compete with that) and playing games until past midnight the rest of the group was still passed out in the living room. The older kids, seeming to sense at least a little bit that Steve’s feelings were hurt, steered them into board games instead of D&D for once and he had actually enjoyed himself. 

Now it was almost 6 in the morning and he was wide awake, Robin snoring quietly beside him, grey light streaming through his window. A sort of sad feeling curled up somewhere between his stomach and his ribs and Steve had the urge to do something he hadn’t done since he was a little kid. He padded down to the living room, navigating around sleeping bodies in his socked feet and took the tape of High Noon upstairs with him. Down the hall, into his parents’ bedroom.

There was a big screen tv in here too, and a vcr although they almost never used it. When Steve was young and they would stay out late he used to curl up on their bed and fall asleep with the tv on. The babysitters always liked to use the downstairs television after his bedtime but Steve had a hard time falling asleep in his own room without at least one of his parents home. They didn’t get mad when they came home and found him asleep, as long as he used the throw blanket and didn’t mess up the duvet, his mother would kiss the top of his head and his father would carry him back to his own room. It was the only way his father ever tucked him in. 

The room now had the church-like silence of someplace that is more for remembering than for living in, despite being meticulously cleaned once every other week. Steve slid the video in and curled up in his old spot in the middle of the king size bed. As the credits played, the door to his parents room pushed open and he heard footsteps. Eleven poked her head around the door and gazed at him.

“Hey, did I wake you?” 

She shook her head no. “Can I stay? she asked.

“You want to watch with me? It’s one of the boring ones from last night.”

“I don’t care. It will be less boring than sitting down stairs awake all alone.”

“Ok.” They watch together in companionable silence for a bit. El makes admiring noises at how pretty Grace Kelly and Katy Jurado are, how they tell the men around them that they’ve made their own decisions about their own lives. After a while Steve senses a kind of restlessness in her. Figures, he thinks, she’s probably bored. 

“Can I ask questions?” El interrupts his thoughts. That is not what he was expecting. 

“Sure, shoot.”

“You won’t mind? Sometimes I have a lot of questions and it makes my friends not have fun watching the movie with me.”

“I don’t mind,” and he doesn’t. 

She asks questions but mostly she just reacts to the movie. Every time somebody else turns Gary Cooper away and refuses to stand beside him against the oncoming villain she tenses. When Grace Kelly professes her belief in peace and her Quaker religion but decides to stand and fight anyway she smiles. Two thirds of the way through the movie, with the tension at its highest she asks him to pause it.

“Mike doesn’t like to tell the endings. That’s called spoilers because it spoils the movie, so you don’t have to tell the ending but can you just say if it’s happy or sad?”

Her little face is so serious it kind of melts his heart. “It’s happy.” They’re almost at the end when the sounds of life can be heard from downstairs. There’s voices in the hall, looking for Steve and Eleven and then Dustin, Mike, Will, Max and Lucas all pour into his parents room. 

“Whoa! You have another tv up here, that’s amazing!” says Dustin. They’re all looking around like they’ve just discovered an ancient pyramid. “How come you never let us in here before?”

“We can watch two movies at once!” says Lucas.

“No,” Steve says, “You can’t. I can, because it’s my house. Everybody out now.” Damn, he’ll probably have to start locking his parents’ door again. It’s almost as bad as when he used to have his old high school keggers, except he’s liable to find random groups of teens in corners painting miniatures instead of doing body shots. “Downstairs now, skeddadle.” The commotion has happily robbed Robin and Eddie of their continued sleep and Steve foists breakfast duties onto them.

As he’s leaving Mike stops and stares at the paused movie. “Are you watching Steve’s movie?”

“Yes,” says Eleven, “It is very good. Please can we finish it before breakfast Steve?”

“Eleven can stay, everybody else go help with breakfast and start putting my couches back together.” They fuss but file out, all except Mike.

“Well if El’s staying can’t I stay too?”

This kid. This has to be his most exasperating kid. “There’s like, fifteen minutes left.” Steve sighs, “Fine, you can stay but you can’t talk- Eleven can talk,” he clarifies, “You, Wheeler- silence. Got it?”

Mike gives him a combination nod and eye roll but he flops at the foot of the bed while they finish the movie and doesn’t make any snarky remarks.

Afterwards, Eleven tells him that it was a very good movie. Steve kind of feels like crying again but it doesn’t feel bad this time. “We could watch the other one sometime, maybe?” Eleven asks. Mike is muttering something that Steve can’t quite hear.

“Sure kid, any time.”

@nelotegreitic @sangrientojoe @its-all-ineffable @moonshadows-13 @fallingleavesinthewind @cornwallisandkerley @inmoonywetrust @samcoxramblings @ineffablecolors @goblin-eddie @theysherobinbuckley

[kageyamatobiyogurt]

haikyuu boys being emo

a/n: in honor of myself going to an emo concert soon ~ here are my thoughts.

includes: bokuto, kageyama, tsukiishima, kenma, tendou

bokuto:

okay despite probably not being full fledged emo, i feel like i had to mention him

bokuto would probably be in “life is only despair” mode after a loss

mans fully sits in the back of the bus and leans his head against the windows while blasting whatever comes up when he searches “sad emo music playlist”

no one is allowed to sit next to him except for akaashi - MAYBE

he blasts whatever spotify offers in it’s cumulative playlist with this big pout on his face

this leads to him mainly knowing medium to slow paced songs but those with clearly heart-wrenching lyrics

bokuto also probably just knows songs, compared to being an actual fan of the bands who wrote them

mans is on the verge of TEARS when iris by the goo goo dolls comes on and he remembers how he missed that one spike that probably could’ve turned the game around PLSS

kageyama:

so much of kags’ life revolves around angst man

and i mean, he does almost have an emo fringe going for him LOL

but at the same time, i don’t really think kageyama would be one to make his music taste too big of a part of his personality - that’s what volleyball is. so you probably could t tell he was a little emo from the way he dresses.

(outside of a school uniform, mans probably lives in athleisure).

ain’t no way he didn’t manage to cope with music

i think we’re not surprised that he gets kinda angry sometimes so i feel like he might turn to a lot of music with screaming

when he discovered it, something about it felt kind of cathartic, like ‘here’s some guy screaming and voicing out my frustrations for me’

he also found comfort in the isolation that this kind of music talked about

after a frustrating (but productive practice) he probably listens to pierce the veil to let off some steam

(hinata wanted to walk home with him once but mans just kept walking out the door bc the music was so damn loud in his ear)

tsukishima:

this guy lmao

another relatively aNgStY bOy are we surprised

i think he would delve a lot more into the music he listens to and he’d listen to the most bands out of anyone here

he’s also shown a lot with his headphones so it’s a bigger part of his life compared to others

he’s a man of culture- one of his favorite band being my chemical romance because of the band’s theatricality but also tremendously well-written lyrics

i feel like his music taste would lightly influence how he dresses too

tsukishima probably owns a wide variety of black band tees, somewhat fitted black jeans, one very worn in pair of converse

but i doubt he’d wear everything together, but it would be mixed with all of his other clothes

like if you paid attention, you’d probably be able to figure out his music taste

he thought about getting a piercing once but backed out after seeing a piercing video

kenma:

he’d probably have a pretty broad range of bands he listens to

i feel like kenma would enjoy paramore and it’d lowkey influence what color he’d dye his hair

he also found music as an escape that he needed sometimes

kenma probably doesn’t listen to so much screaming so maybe he’d gravitate towards fall out boy and secondhand serenade

OH and he learns some ukulele because he gets into twenty one pilots at some point

just imagine kenma strumming along in his room aw

tendou:

maybe it’s because he’s my fave but i really think he’d get into all of this - the vibe would suit him SO WELL

he already has the red hair that he either styles up, but also looks SO GOOD when he just lets it hang down

he’s eccentric so i think he’s just hits shuffle and let’s spotify pick what he listens to

he just has a really big playlist filled with music from so many bands (and he’s still adding to it)

tendou isn’t so angsty but he likes how fired up music can get and how such a sick guitar solo feels like his bones are coming alive

my oh my do black skinny jeans look good on him - he cut the holes on the knees himself lol

DEFINITELY HAS PIERCINGS

mans got one of those side lip piercings and it’s over for anyone when he smirks he’s so damn hot

i think he’d go to the most concerts out of all the boys, he’s tall enough to be able to see the band wherever he is in the pit and he’s not so easily pushed when things get rowdy

definitely loves the feeling of the speakers blasting music into his soul and moshing with a crowd

(fun side fact: he gets ushijima to come to a concert once and mans sticks out from the crowd so badly. he doesn’t understand why the lead singer is screaming, is this music? whY did someone just push him? he ends up going to the back of the pit bc he can see anyway and it’s less violent)

[randomshyperson]

Can I request a celebrity AU with Elizabeth Olsen and Female Reader? Where R is Vision in the MCU. And like throughout a series of interviews and behind the scenes shots, you can see how the two actually fall in love in real life. And in like the final interview they ask “Are you two dating?” And this time they can finally say yes

Hello darling, how are you? I hope well. This took me a while, and i’m not sure you’re even going to like it. But i hope you do. It was honestly kind of strange to write for Lizzie, i kept mistaken the name as Wanda. Also, i changed your idea a bit, because i could find the right way to write the interviews. But anyway, here it is. Good reading.

Elizabeth Olsen x Reader - Love is outside the screen

Summary: The one where Reader plays Vision in the MCU and she falls in love with her co-worker Elizabeth Olsen.

Warnings: None.

Words:  4.308 words  //// Read on AO3

Marks:  @wandamaximoffpuppy

Part. 2  || Part 3

Eight years ago

Your agent was calling you for the third time, and you thought you should answer before you lost your contract.

Letting out an impatient sigh as you reached for your cell phone, you left it on speaker.

- Hello, Sara. - You say with a slight irony as you relax your body in the water of the jacuzzi again.

- It's not polite to ignore someone who keeps you employed. - she said irritated, making you laugh.

- Sorry, but I told you I was on vacation. - You reminded her. - And what did you keep doing? Oh yes, calling me.

- Don't be so grumpy, woman. - She replied with a light humor in her voice, and you could hear the clatter of keystrokes, suggesting that she was working. - I have an opportunity for you.

You raised your eyebrows in curiosity, but said nothing. And by your silence, Sara kept talking.

- Tell me, have you ever thought about being a superhero?

You let out an incredulous laugh, thinking it was a joke. 

- I'm not going to make any weird latex movies, Sara. - You warn her, and she lets out a laugh.

- Actually, honey, it's Marvel.

You blink in surprise, and then turn to rest your arms on the edge of the jacuzzi and look directly at your cell phone.

- What are you talking about? 

- Ah, caught your interest, huh? - She remarks. - You actors are all the same, one famous name and you fall to your knees.

- Sara...

- No, it's okay. - She giggles. - They want a openly queer actress to play a lesbian heroine, I think. And then they called me.

- Wow, Marvel doing something like that? - You comment. - It sounds like a lie.

Sara giggles.

- It pays well anyway. - She says, and then a notification pops up on the screen. - I just sent you the script. Let me know if I can confirm your audition.

You let out a sigh before saying goodbye and hanging up, grabbing your cell phone to read the script.

It is the scene description of your character's appearance, and there is also a note for the chemistry test. You bite your lips thoughtfully. You were known in the media for roles in international, indie and cult films, mostly lesbian romance. You had a few academy nominations, and had been awarded twice by the critics. Superheroes were not really what you were looking for. But then you remembered how much you missed having a lgbt reference in media like this, and then you are sending a message to your agent confirming your audition.

//-//

Present

You are twiddling your thumbs in your dressing room. It must be the ninth interview in less than two weeks. Letting out a sigh, you stand up, momentarily looking at your appearance in the mirror. The make-up team did a good job, you look well. And then you are walking outside, to the dressing room next to yours. 

You knock on the door, and are soon answered. But Elizabeth doesn't smile when she pulls you inside.

- Hey, Lizzie, what's up? - you ask worriedly as you close the door. The next second she's hugging you tight, and you sigh. - You're anxious, aren't you?

- I feel like my heart is going to burst out of my mouth. - She grumbles and you start stroking her back, trying to calm her down.

- Remember that exercise we practiced, okay? - You ask her tenderly as you move your feet so that you move together toward the sofa in the living room. You break the embrace slowly, to sit Lizzie down on the couch as you kneel in front of her. She looks on the verge of tears, and you place your hands on top of hers. - Breathe with me, okay?

It will take you many minutes to calm her down, but you don't care. And then she smiles, and brings your foreheads together.

- Thank you. - She whispers before kissing you. She walks away too quickly in your opinion, but you can't say anything because the producer is calling you next, announcing that the interview starts in two minutes. You smile at Liz before getting up.

//-//

Seven years ago.

You had just finished filming your last scene in Age of Ultron when your agent called you. Scrolling your finger quickly across the screen, you answered while your cell phone rested on the table in your dressing room, and you kept your hands busy trying to pin up your hair.

- I'm leaving the studio, Sara, what's up? - you told her.

- I wanted to congratulate you on the affair, although I'm surprised it happened so quickly. - She says and you frown in confusion, finishing up with your bun. You pick up your cell phone next.

- What are you talking about?

Sara giggles, and sends you an attachment. You pull your cell phone away from your ear to look at it. It is a photo of you and Elizabeth, your teammate and romantic partner in the franchise, taken the same day you discovered Liz had social anxiety and took her out for coffee with you to take her focus off the celebrity world for a while. The paparazzi managed to capture the exact moment when you kissed her on the cheek in farewell. 

- This is all over the gossip sites as Marvel's mysterious romantic couple. - Your agent commented, and you rubbed your fingers across your forehead in irritation.

- You want me to publicly deny a relationship, is that it? - you ask, walking around the dressing room and gathering your things.

- What? No! This is great for advertising. - she says with slight excitement in her voice. - Especially after the movie comes out! Fans love couples who fall in love behind the screen.

You roll your eyes, switching your cell phone to your ear.

- I'm not going to make a relationship contract if that's what you're thinking! - You say with irritation and can imagine Sara rolling her eyes on the other end of the line.

- Yes, yes, we've been over this, Miss Morally Correct. - She scoffs lightly. - But I really called to talk about the premiere. We have details to discuss.

Sighing, you ask her to wait. Then you finished putting your things away, and grabbed the phone as you walked out the door.

//-//

Six years ago, California

Interviewers can be motherfuckers when they want to be, you thought as you bit the inside of your cheek, trying to keep your face impassive as you watched the woman in front of you list the "missed moments" from the Avengers set. You knew that your agent had talked to the show's staff about the authorized questions, and yet here you were on live television, having to declare whether the timely photos taken on the Avengers set meant that you had a secret relationship with your best friend Elizabeth Olsen.

A slideshow was playing on the screen behind you. There were pictures from the footage, many where you and Liz were laughing together, or having lunch together. There were some where she was sitting on your lap, or vice versa. Your expression softened when you noticed one where she was looking at you adoringly. It was so strange to be an artist sometimes. You smiled politely at the presenter.

- Come on, Ellen, you know how these things are. - You said. - Things are different on camera, Lizzie and I are friends.

The audience let out a chorus of displeasure, and Ellen laughed lightly.

- You know that many of the fans would like this rumor to be true, especially since you two play a couple and you are openly queer. - She says, and you wiggle your fingers in your lap, uncomfortable with where this conversation is going, but you nod in agreement. - Furthermore, you say that the paparazzi cameras are deceiving, but what about the stories you post on your personal networks?

She asks with a chuckle, and then other videos are playing on the screen, and you force yourself to smile and watch.

The vast majority are harmless, and platonic. You spend a lot of time at Liz's house because when she moved in, you were her reference and tour guide, and so you got into the habit of checking up on her. And then you became friends and you spent more time at her house than at yours.There were many videos and pictures on yours and her instagram where you two were tending a garden, playing board games, cooking together, or watching sports.  You bit back a smile as you watched the memories through the images. 

- See?It's hard to believe that this is just platonic. - Ellen insisted again, and the audience laughed.  You tried to cover it up with a smile. - But since you claim to be single, we're going to play a game now. It's called "Who Would You Rather?

The audience applauded and you giggled, straightening your posture in your chair. And then the studio screen had a sign with the name of the game.

- It's very simple, you just have to choose which of the artists you would rather. - She explains, and you blink.

- Rather what?

Ellen lets out a giggle, and you understand, nodding in embarrassment. The audience laughs. The picture changes to two pictures.

- Who would you rather, Scarlett Johansson or Chris Hemsworth?

- Wow, that sounds like a trap. - You comment awkwardly, making the audience laugh. And then you bite your lips. - I think Scarlett.

Ellen gives you a suggestive look, and the audience chuckles, you force yourself to imitate them. The picture changes again.

- Scarlett or Sebastian Stan?

You laugh, smoothing your hair slightly.

- I don't know, I think Seb. - You answer. And then the picture changes again, and you want to run away when the audience gives a chorus of excitement.

- Sebastian Stan or Elizabeth Olsen?

- There it is the trap. - You comment clumsily, causing the audience to bust out laughing. You swallow dryly and look down at your lap before saying. - I'd say Elizabeth Olsen.

You played for a few more minutes, and then the game ended with you choosing Elizabeth at the end, which got the audience cheering and celebrating. When the interview was over, Sara was calling you, and you were massaging your forehead when you answered.

- I thought you said you two weren't dating. - She teased, and you grumbled in irritation. 

- I thought you had discussed these matters with the staff. - You retorted, slightly irritated. - She only asked me about Lizzie and dating the entire interview.

- Honey, you're America's sweet couple. - She sneered. - Ellen wants viewers and will ask the questions that the audience wants to know.

- That's ridiculous. - You said and then sighed. - Why did you call me anyway?

- I have your new shooting location, so get your coats and jackets ready.

//-//

Six years ago, Berlin.

You are laughing at Anthony's imitation of Robert. Sitting in the shared dining hall, you were having a good time over lunch with your other colleagues while you were recording Civil War.

And then you were in scene again, many minutes later, and you found it strange that the nervousness was crossing beyond your character during a specific scene in which you were counteracting with Elizabeth. 

You saw her laughing at a comment your character made, and you should have this expression of surprise and embarrassment, but you didn't even have to act it out. Your cheeks reddened naturally at the image of Liz laughing. And then the director said cut when you were done and you were rushing out to clean up your makeup.

Later that day, after the shoot was over, the team wanted to visit a local pub, and you accepted the invitation, ignoring the previous event, and smiling when Elizabeth touched your arm to get your attention.

- A toast to the Avengers! - shouted the camera crew chief when you were all gathered at the bar, you thought maybe he had had too much to drink, but you joined in the toast. 

You stood next to Lizzie and Chris at a table while sipping a dark drink that might have been craft beer, or something German.

Your cell phone vibrates with a notification and you choke in surprise at the content of the message. Sara had sent you a note from TMZ, stating that your secret romance with Elizabeth Olsen was threatened because you had been seen leaving a coffee shop with Katie McGrath. 

Chris and Lizzie look at you curiously, and you just lay your cell phone down on the table for them to see while you turn the entire glass of beer in your mouth.

- Wow, so your type really is super heroines. - Chris commented with a smile, and you laugh, pushing him away slightly. 

- I swear, I can't be seen talking to any woman that she is automatically my girlfriend. - You say irritated as you put your beer glass back on the table. Your gaze returns to Lizzie, who has picked up your cell phone from the table and is reading the news. Then she hands the phone back to you, and gets a strange look on her face that you can't read very well, but she forces a smile.

- At least you cheated on me with a pretty girl. - she says and you frown in surprise. Chris laughs at the joke, but before you could have any other reaction, the rest of the team is joining you.

//-//

Five years ago, California.

You gave up fighting the questions about your relationship with Elizabeth. They would happen anyway, whether your agent talked to the teams or not, so you just smiled politely when you told people you were just friends and remained truthful in your statements. 

Usually the interviews with Lizzie were easier, because you went into protective mode and your brain was ready to give sharp, snappy answers to keep Elizabeth from being embarrassed. 

So here you were on the Night Show, with one of your favorite interviewers, and your best friend by your side. Jimmy was asking good questions, and he was funny. You hoped he wouldn't ask anything too embarrassing.

After many questions about employment, and worldview, which was refreshing, he finally asked you about the rumors of your secret relationship.

- Girls, you know that the public wants to know. - He began with a smile, and you laughed lightly, exchanging a look with Lizzie. - And actually, we have arguments this time.

- Here we go. - You commented with light irony which made the audience laugh. 

Your latest posts on instagram were visible on the big screen.

- Last Tuesday, both of you posted these stories on your personal accounts. - Jimmy started with excitement. - And it rocked the internet completely, because the location was visible on your instagram, Elizabeth.

Lizzie let out an embarrassed giggle.

- Well, if the public's doubt is whether we were together there, they can confirm it. - She said, and Jimmy let out an excited exclamation. Lizzie waited for the audience to stop their celebratory chorus before speaking again. - But this was a special celebration, since it was my birthday. 

- And I took her on a trip to Mexico. - You completed the story with a slight smile. The audience let out a chorus of happiness and you looked at them in confusion. - Guys, friends do this!

Jimmy and the audience laughed for a moment and then the image came off the screen.

- Come on girls, you're giving us material. - He remarked with a smile. - And you're still going to deny the relationship like you always do, I imagine.

You and Wanda exchange a short chuckle.

- Look, Jimmy, all I have to say is that Lizzie is amazing, she really is. - You saw yourself confessing. - Anyone would be lucky to date this brilliant, spectacular, sweet, fun-loving woman. But that person is not me.

Jimmy lets out an exclamation of sadness along with the audience, but then they applaud your words, and you smile wryly. You risk a glance at Lizzie for a second, and she has slightly flushed cheeks, and looks surprised at your words.

You ignore the nervous feeling at the pit of your stomach, and decide to keep your posture polite as you answer the next questions.

//-//

Four years ago.

You had to kiss Lizzie. And then you shook your head. No, not you. Vision. Your character, Vision, had to kiss Lizzie's character, Wanda Maximoff. And you repeated this like a mantra as you walked from your dressing room to the set.

The day you read this scene, you smiled politely at your agent, and disguised any apparent nervousness. And then you spent the last few weeks pretending that if you didn't think about it, eventually the director would make a change and the scene wouldn't even exist. But here you were, trying to have one last drop of professionalism.

You weren't even recording the scene officially, it was just the rehearsal of lines and marking, and you had sweaty hands. 

As you walked through the studio, the staff smiled and greeted you, and then you spotted Lizzie and ignored the uneven beating of your heart.

- Let's get started girls. - announced Russo as soon as he caught sight of you. He signaled for you to follow the team's prearranged schedule. You smiled at Lizzie as you took your place. - We can test the order of the scene directly. I need to know which angle is best to have Vision ask Wanda to stay with her.

And then you started recording. And now you were Vision. There was no time to think about how naturally your hand fit into Lizzie's, or how good it felt to feel her hugging you. And then Russo shouted cut again.

- That's pretty good. - He commented, looking at the monitor. - Let's shoot the stone scene okay, then the action scene.

The scene started, and you said your lines the way you were supposed to. And then you were looking at Lizzie, and she kissed you as the script said. You held the sigh in your throat, and pulled away. Vision doesn't sigh, so you shouldn't either. And then you are smiling as written, and the director closes the scene again.

You were getting pretty good at hiding how affected you are by Lizzie the more you kiss her onstage. And then you wrap up the day's shooting, and you are mentally exhausted. You want to sleep in your dressing room, but you decide to go home.

And as you are walking back to your car, Lizzie calls out to you.

- Hey, partner. - She greets me by walking beside you. - Don't you want to go for a drink tonight?

You let out a sigh, ignoring the urge to shout that you would go anywhere with her, and thinking about how tired your body is.

- I'm exhausted, Lizzie. - You tell her, and she looks upset, but you add with a smile. - But I'll take it if it's something at your place.

Lizzie's face lights up quickly, and she nods, and then says she'll leave something in her car. She returns when you are already in yours.

- All set? - You ask to confirm, and she smiles and nods. And then you start the car and drive out of the studio.

Lizzie turns on the car stereo a moment later, and you begin humming the song.

- You've been distant lately. - She comments distractedly as you drive away. - You know you can talk to me, right?

You smile, ignoring the feeling in your stomach.

- Yes, Lizzie. - You say without taking your eyes off the road. - I'm just busy, that's all. It's nothing.

Lizzie makes a noise of agreement and looks away. You think maybe she believes you're not telling her the truth, and you feel guilty. So you decide to change the subject.

- How are things at home, Liz? Are Mary-Kate and Ashley well? - you ask, and she looks at you quickly.

- Everything's fine. - she says, and then she bites her lip. - Did I do something?

You frown, glancing quickly at her before looking down the street again. The light was red. And when you turn your head toward her, she lets out a sigh.

- You don't talk to me anymore. - She says seriously, looking at you. - Since Berlin, you're just distant. Always busy, and with ready-made answers. And now you try small talk, even though you hate it. I wish you would tell me what I did wrong.

Your heart is racing at the accusations, because she is absolutely right. And then you swallow dry, and prepare to speak, but then Liz is pointing ahead, the headlight has opened. And you have to drive, and she crosses her arms and looks away to the window.

You drive the rest of the way to her house in silence, and when you park the car in the driveway, she mumbles a goodnight before getting out. 

Squeezing the steering wheel in your fingers, you take a deep breath. And then you get out of the car, and the noise of the door opening surprises her because she turns to look. But you are walking toward her, and raising your hand to the back of her neck, bringing your mouths together. Lizzie chokes in surprise, but in the next second she melts against you as she kisses you back.

You part breathlessly, holding your foreheads together.

- I am in love with you. - You confess. - I'm sorry I was a complete idiot, but I was terrified.

Lizzie giggles, kissing you again quickly before hugging you. And then she is breaking the embrace to look at you, a shy smile on her lips.

- I'm in love with you too. - she says. - I'm glad that's the problem and not something else.

You laugh, and kiss her one last time before entwining your hands and walking toward her house.

You decide to take things slow, so naturally, two weeks later, you ask her to be your girlfriend over dinner. Lizzie smiles all night, but you know that if this is a secret, she can't wear the ring.

Public relationships mean contracts, and agents, and unwanted questions, and lots of opinions about your lives. And you two wanted to keep that to yourselves for the time being.

So when directors comment that your onstage chemistry is amazing, you two just nod and thank them. When the interviewers ask if you are together, you deny it as before.

The first time you sleep with Lizzie, you almost break the bed. And it's all right, because you two are laughing with happiness and pleasure, and she pulls you in for another kiss. And you entwine your hands, the commitment rings on your fingers.

A year and a half later, you are getting very busy with your participation in a youth series, and there are many rumors that you are dating your co-star, so Lizzie is jealous and you can't blame her. 

You decide that the secret cannot go on any longer, at least not to your friends and employers. So you talk to Lizzie, and you both call your agents. Sara laughs for ten minutes when you tell her, but she is happy to talk to Lizzie's agent. You are not public yet, but it is important that all parties are in agreement. You hate bureaucracy, but you don't mind as long as Lizzie's hand is in yours. Your friends are very happy, and the other cast members tease you constantly about it.

When you shoot the last movie, you think you are going to be fired because your character has died. But then you and Lizzie get a series together.

You try not to overthink how you will deny the rumors on television, but Lizzie kisses you on the cheek and tells you that you will face it together. 

It takes three more months for you to propose. You think your chest will explode with happiness when she accepts.

And then you are calling your agents again, and Sara almost faints when you tell her that you got married in secret at some registry office in the Caribbean and she needs to get the paperwork sorted out. When you get back to California, there is a small ceremony with your family members.

//-//

Present

You and Lizzie are sitting side by side in the interview. The questions about WandaVision are over, and now you know from Jimmy's expression what he is going to say.

- The last time you were here, I had only an instagram post as an argument for your secret relationship. - He says, making you, Lizzie and the audience laugh lightly. - But now I have talked to the production and they prepare a presentation.

- My goodness. - You remark, making him laugh. And then he waves to the big screen, and you try to disguise your nervousness.

A presentation of images began to play to the audience to the sound of "honeybee" by the band "The Head and The Heart". There are several studio shots, from photo rehearsals to behind-the-scene moments. There is a picture from the day you met, from the first cast test, from the Avengers taping, paparazzi shots of you laughing in the parking lot, or in the open areas. There are pictures of you walking around Los Angeles together, pictures of your rides, or your travels. There are clippings from instagram stories where you spend time together, laughing and hugging. The presentation ends with the BTS photo of WandaVision from the first day of recording where you have your arm around Lizzie, and the two of you are laughing.

You clear your throat away the emotion, but Lizzie wipes her eyes lightly.

- That was very beautiful. - She comments as Jimmy hands her a piece of tissue paper. The audience bursts into tears of excitement.

- I guess we can get to the part where you deny everything now can't we? - Jimmy jokes and you smile and straighten your posture.

- Actually, Jimmy, we have something to announce.

[sofiakistein]

omegle - kita shinsuke

↳ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: kita x fem bodied! reader

↳ ⚠️𝖙𝖜: masturbation (f & m), kinda exhibition, cybersex (?, light praise, degradation, the reader has a tongue piercing (just bc I also have a tongue piercing lmao) porn without a plot.

↳ 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1.7k

↳𝖆/𝖓: This is based on a real-life experience of mine. Please, be safe on the internet and don´t be h0rny lol

prompts

Friday nights were boring since volleyball season was over. Kita had nothing else to do than lay in his bed, zapping and searching for a good movie.

That was until he remembered some of the words Suna said the other day in practice; he was talking about this website where you could video chat with different people, in Suna´s words "It was funny but weird at the same time". So why don´t give it a chance, right?

Kita went over to the desk that was in his bedroom and turned on his laptop. www.omegle.com. There were two options, regular chat, and video chat.

He chose video chat since that was what Suna said was more fun, although he decided to turn off his camera and microphone. After some time going over boring people and a lot of weird stuff, Kita felt like that wasn´t a good idea, he was close to closing the window when a familiar face appeared on the screen.

"Hi," your sweet voice echoed thru Kita´s laptop. It was truly you? He couldn´t believe a girl from his school was using this website, nor that the girl was you, his crush. Ever since the first time he saw you walking down the corridors of Inarizaki High, Kita felt his breath taken away, charmed by your beauty.

"Mr. Stranger, are you there?" your voice took him out of his mind. It seemed like you didn´t have a problem with him not showing you his face or hearing his voice.

Stranger: Hi

"Oh, looks like you can type, then," you sighed "What are you doing here?"

Stranger: wanna play a game?

What was he doing? Maybe it was the fact that he was on anonymous, but he felt like he could actually have a good time on Omegle after all.

"Sure, what is it about?" the only reason you were on that website was because of boredom, so his proposal sounded exciting.

Stranger: you have 100 points. Stranger: 200 points if you show me your tongue.

"My tongue? That´s weird but ok," and without further thinking, you took your tongue out of your mouth. Strings of saliva over your lower lip and your piercing.

Stranger: Good girl. 300 points because you have a tongue piercing.

"You had me at "good girl"," you confessed, and laughed awkwardly. There was no point in denying that you loved attention, every kind of it, it doesn´t even matter if people only want you because you are pretty and have a fuckable face, you happen to adore it. "Wait, are you a man or a woman?"

Stranger: a man Stranger: for another 100 points, suck your finger. Stranger: just one.

"Why?" you asked, but not long after that, your middle finger was stuck inside your mouth. Your tongue rolling all over it, and Kita felt his dick getting slowly hard inside his pants.

Stranger: open your mouth and show me. I´ll give you another 100 points.

You did as he told you, sucking on your finger as if your life depended on it. That was when you understood that the man behind the screen was using you. You couldn´t be more excited right now.

Stranger: 600 points Stranger: you like that?

"The taste of my finger? Sure, I´ve had my finger inside my mouth plenty of times," you cleaned your saliva-covered middle finger with your hoodie and drew your concentration on the screen, again. "How do I win? What´s the prize?" you asked.

Stranger: when you reach 2.200 points Stranger: what do you want when you win?

"Well, I want to see your face," you reply without hesitating. "I think it´s pretty fair, don´t you think so?"

His face? How were you going to react when you discovered that Kita was the man behind the screen? The only thing he was grabbing into, was being anonymous.

Stranger: we´ll see, ok? Stranger: 200 points, what´s the color of your underwear?

"Pink,"

Stranger: cotton or laced panties?

"Cotton, are comfier"

Stranger: what about your bra?

"A sports bra, pink as well"

Stranger: mind showing me?

"Will I see your face, Mr. Stranger?"

Stranger: why do you want to see my face?

"Because I want to know who I´m talking to," the truth was, you were starting to feel the pool between your legs. A person you didn´t even know was commanding you, and you sure were enjoying it. His attention was all on you, and you were a whore for it.

Yes, you were on Omegle because you were bored, but now, you were rethinking your true intentions on the website.

"What do you say?"

Stranger: deal Stranger: but first you have to reach the 2.200 points

"Easy"

What this really happening? Or was it a bad dream? Kita couldn´t believe how easy it was for you to open up to him, if he´d known this, he surely would have talked to you before. But that wasn´t the only thing, he could also get so much more from you. Kitas had you wrapped around his finger.

Stranger: k, then Stranger: show me your bra Stranger: let´s make it 850 points for that

With a smirk on your face, you lifted your hoodie, and there it was. A baby pink sports bra covering your boobs, it looked perfect on you.

"You like the view or Nah?" are you kidding? Kita´s boner was starting to feel painful, he wished your tongue was around his dick instead of his jeans. He´s never been with a girl who has a tongue piercing, and he can´t wait to fuck your throat.

Stranger: perfect Stranger: how about a better angle?

"What do you mean?"

Stranger: I wanna see more

"Are you going to pay me, tho?" you joked, already fixing the camera angle. A cute, black, velvet short was hugging your thighs, and Kita could have sworn you were slowly grinding on the chair.

Stranger: still wanna see my face? Stranger: you better do as I say.

"Yes, sir," you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms under your tits, just for him to see them jump a little. "I´m already on 1.000 points or what?"

You are far beyond that. For Kita, you are 10.000 points worth it.

Stranger: yes Stranger: 300 points if you take off your shorts.

"Don´t you like them? I think they are pretty cute,"

Stranger: they are, but I bet you´ll look better without them.

You stood up from your chair and began to take off your shorts. You did it slowly, letting the stranger behind the screen have a good view of your ass and thighs. It was true, a pair of baby pink cotton panties covering your now soaked pussy, you could feel how wet you were when the cold air hit your clothed cunt.

"Like this?" you asked innocently and sat again on the chair. Kita was loving every second of this.

"So, what is doing a gorgeous girl on a website like this?" the sudden sound of his voice left you speechless. It was soft but deep at the same time, and you were sure you´d heard it before.

"Do I know you in real life?" you asked. He felt his heart pounding fast inside his chest, but it was too late to turn back.

"Maybe you do, but that is not important right now," he managed to respond. "I asked you a question, answered it,"

"Well, I was bored," you shrugged. "Now answer my question, Mr. Stranger,"

"And because of boredom, you decided to be a slut on the internet?"

"Maybe," you put your elbow on the desk, and your face got closer to the camera. "Now give me my prize, will you?"

"What if you don´t like what´s behind the screen? What if I freak you out?"

"Why would you freak me out? You are not 60 years old, right?"

"No, I´m not," Kita chuckled "But, I´m sorry to tell you that I´m jerking off right now,"

That´s right. Kita´s thick dick was wrapped in his hand, admiring each one of your features, and imagining how good he could fuck you. His words ran thru your body like electricity, you really loved being a whore on the internet.

"Don´t be sorry," you answered "Maybe I can help you with that,"

That was a tempting proposition. All the nights Kita had fucked his fist were worth it because now you can see it, so he turned on his camera.

The image of the volleyball team captain masturbating for you was like being in heaven. His face was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and his cock was twitching in his hand.

"Kita-san?" you couldn´t believe a well-behaved boy like him was on a website like this, but it amazed you. "You do need help with that,"

"Will you help me?" he asked. Your pussy was throbbing, aching to feel the slightest touch. Not only from you but from Kita. "Will you touch that little, pretty pussy for me?" of course you were going to.

The camera was angled to show your body sitting on the chair, so it didn´t take you a lot to open your legs, move your panties to the side and start touching yourself. He briefly admired the darker spot on the garment, pointing out how wet you were.

"You like being a slut?" he asked. The desperate movement of your fingers in your clit, your little moans, red face, and breasts bouncing had him on the edge of pleasure. Kita really wanted to have you like that. "I might use you as one as well,"

"Please!" you moaned. "Use me as your slut, Kita-san," one of your fingers made its way inside you. The warmth of your walls welcomed it, and he could only imagine his dick inside you, thrusting deep and hard.

Pre-cum was leaking from his tip, and you swore you didn´t want anything else but Kita to fill you with his semen.

"Yeah? Might let the whole team see how I fuck you dumb since you love attention," his words were fuel for you, thinking about being used as a toy by Kita while his teammates see you was your perfect sexual fantasy.

"Kita!" a high-pitched moan with his name on it left your lips, and that was enough for him to shoot his seed into his fist, thighs, and hands covered in white. Seeing him milking his dick was what you needed to reach your orgasm, making a pool of your juices in the chair.

"Good girl, you reached 2.200 points," he said with a smirk, admiring you coming down from your high.

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[crashingmeteor3]

HELLO EVERYONE I'M GOING TO RAMBLE ABOUT MY COMFORT CHARACTER!!!

It's 00:35 as of starting to write this, I'm tired and don't really care enough to stop myself from writing like a crazy person. So uhm... Sorry.

YOU SEE THIS GUY? THIS THIS THIS ABSOLUTE PERFECT BOY IN MY EYES???

This is Blandon, a character from the yo-kai series/franchise thing. And despite not getting his own episode segment until episode 206 of the anime in Feb 2018 (which is... what 4 years okay now? Okay that's a long time ago but still)

He might have a weird voice in the games, but he (and Dimmy, presumably Nul too) bitch slap people as a soultimate. So all is forgiven. (Also Nul doesn't sound okay at all, #sendhelpforNul)

I love him. More than most fans do, I can't explain it really. But it's probably due to nostalgia. When I first got the first Yokai Watch game, Dimmy caught the interest of my 10 year old self.

'Purple ninja, that looks kind of cute? Nice!' I befriended him, and evolved him into Blandon. And little me lost my marbles. Blandon was the peak of epicness in my eyes. And ever since then I've used Blandon whenever I can.

Please acknowledge Blandon's cool design, I think it's cool, the combo of Black, Purple, Red and Gold/Yellow works well.

I don't remember a playthrough where I didn't use him, when I got the second game I spent ages finding Dimmy. In Blasters, I spent ages trying to befriend Dimmy as well.

So, yeah. I like this scroll boy a lot. I also like Dimmy and Nul a bunch too! Ironically, out of their Yo-kai medals, I like Blandon's medal the least. To be honest, to me it looks like the poor thing is being sucked into a hoover/vacuum. Nul makes me feel even more sympathetic for the poor thing who's sitting sadly on the swing. And Dimmy's medal is by far my favourite, it's very pretty!

Also, I found a video of episode 206 on youtube, and translated the Blandon segment from Malay. I'm going to try and basically describe what happens.

We're skipping the school part, because that's boring.

Nate is looking around with his yo-kai watch, looking for the yokai responsible for everyone ignoring him! Whisper is about to say the typical 'there's no way a yo-kai is responsible for this!!' thing but says something along the lines of: "What are you talking about? No Yo-kai... Damn. I always say that."

Which is funny to me.

ANYWAYS they begin walking, Jibanyan sees/senses another Yo-kai, Nate looks around desperately but can't find where this yo-kai is.

Blandon is like "I'm here lol" and fades into existence to our heroes shock. Nate's like 'Whisper who the heck is this???' Dunno Nate, kind of looks like the ninja guy from episode 8 and that Gorgeous Ambassador episode don't you think?

Whisper uses the holy yo-kai pad, and they discover Blandon makes people practically invisible! (Which is also Dimmy's inspiritment in the games, but in the anime, it was changed for some reason? Seriously why was it changed? I have no idea.)

Whisper looks back and is like 'Wait where did he go?' and TURNS OUT NEITHER NATE NOR JIBANYAN WERE PAYING ATTENTION BECAUSE THEY CAN'T FIND HIM NOW EITHER! Mood honestly.

Blandon, poor thing, hasn't even moved a centimetre from his spot. Says something along of the lines of (remember this is a probably bad translation using google translate): "I'm here all the time. As you can see my presence is not felt. Even though I'm near them, no one notices me. Sometimes, it makes me know secrets I shouldn't have. It's very troublesome."

Makes me realize Blandon probably knows a lot of things he shouldn't purely by being there at the wrong time and nobody noticing, probably the same for those he inspirits.

He also mentions people are hunting him for his skills and trying to use him. (assumingly the skill of being unnoticeable)

Then Injurnalist appears, snatches Blandon and the two vanish. Nate, Whisper, and Jibanyan don't do anything to try to stop him or his fake articles/rumours. That's kind of sad, to be honest.

Injurnalist and Blandon take pictures of different yokai (Blazion, Blizzaria, Hungramps, Snartle and Komasan to be exact) and use it for the article and spread rumours about them.

After that they return to Nate's house, Injurnalist is like "Thanks Blandon lol" although judging by what happens five seconds later he probably doesn't mean it. BLANDON TEARS UP AND SAYS THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME SOMEONE HAS THANKED HIM.

POOR SOUL.

The other yokai show up, obviously pissed about 1. Having pictures taken of them without consent and 2. Those pictures are being used in a bad way to spread rumours/lies.

Injurnalist quickly pins the blame on Blandon, everyone's like "There's no one there" and proceed to beat Injurnalist up! Yay.

Blandon leaves because Nate, Whisper and Jibanyan are pointing randomly trying to find him like idiots.

Also makes me realize Blandon would be pretty tall if he straightened himself, he's just... Permanently crouching/has bad posture. That doesn't matter because he's literally paper thin, therefore does not have bones!!

So, yes. I spent almost an hour writing this. It's very long and I'll probably regret it in the morning. But here you go. And for those who actually read down here, thanks I really appreciate it. :)

[aio-rya]

Red Panda Headcanons

GN!Reader x Character

「Requested by: @kih-lux」

A/N: Kih~ you gave me the option and this was more focused to be a Male Reader but... It ended being more a Gender Neutral, I guess... I'll keep practicing.

・Floyd, Jade and Azul are ocean creatures, they know about hybrids and people like Ruggie, Leona and Jack, though they are aware there are other species, some of them are so rare and so unique it's far too difficult to have a chance of running into one of them. And, guess what? Yes, you were part of that category.

・"I've never seen one of your kind, why? Are you so rare? Are you from a far land? Wait, maybe you are... An endangered specie?". Be patient with the tweel, he has too many questions since his research hasn't been so long; you'll be pleased of helping him with that.

・Well, this couldn't result as you originally planned since Jade himself determined you were in nice shape, your body was as expected from a being half beast, half human. So, he decided you will be helping him on the Lounge too! So you could spend more time together, talking about you while working. Plus, he thought the contrast between your brune ears and tail made a nice contrast with the grey suit of Octavinelle.

・The curiosity soon transformed into interest, he started hanging out with you and even asked you to join his club! In fact, he thought you could enjoy it since your specie's homeland is a forest; you could help him learn from places he has never been before, though he would love to know if you remembered any sort of fungi of your homeland.

・Jade will be always respectful, asking before acting, having a special attraction for your tail and ears. He has seen things like those before, with Savanaclaw's dorm members, but you were specially cute for him. Since you had a special moment when you purred —because, yes, pandas actually purr.

・He loves the comparison you do about him being a bambu stick. His height is a bit far than yours so, when you hug him and tangle your tail on his legs it looks as if you were a red panda holding a bambu stick even though red pandas don't do that often.

・The Tweels are not used to cold, they prefer to stay on earth at winter, but that will not stop him from being warm with you. He loves your fur because of that, specially when you have sleepovers and you roll your tail against him to keep him warm.

・"What do we have here? A teddy bear?"; he will ask, mocking of you, looking at the cute red fur of your ears, caught by the white line on the side of them. You'd smile mischievously, sighing, not letting his height or his deep voice intimidate you, slowly approaching a couple of steps —instead of answering his provocation, you'll lift a hand, almost at the height of his face. "Ho... This herbivore has guts."

・"I'm no herbivore... Not at all", you'll answer, defending yourself as you show your retractile long, pointy claws to him. You'd swear everything you saw in his eyes at the moment was fear on its pure form, specially since you made this actually at his eyes' height. You'd dare to say you broke him but it'd be more accurate to tell you actually gained his respect.

・Well, your peculiar first meeting was just the beginning of what somehow became a love-hate friendship. Since he was the captain of your club and you shared more unexpected encounters than you'd have thought, you grew fond of each other; soon, going from one place to another together.

・Leona would question you a lot about your specie; he's used to carnivorous wild animals like Ruggie, like him or some cheetah or tiger hybrids, but you were a bit different. And even after you already explained him your situation, he would still mess around, giving you bambú sticks for snack between classes, just because he loves your upset expression and the way you wave your tail furiously and move your ears to the sides.

・You got to trust each other so far Leona sometimes dishevelled the fur of your cylindrical, thick tail; he was lot curious about it since it was far shorter than his very own. That meant, of course, you delighted yourself with payback; sometimes braiding the tip of his tail, or tangling his tie on a ribbon on it.

・Since you were both half animal, you knew exactly which points he'd like to be touched on. That was, somehow, cheating; specially when you found him angry and tried to make him relax, words wouldn't work so you'd stand behind him and caress his ears —of course you made him purr, you always do. That, suddenly, became an intimate thing only of you both.

・There's something Leona loves doing and not necessarily to bother you: paw your ears. For him, those are like marshmallows, the red fluff, more rigid and smaller than his own. He just melt for touching them, specially when you fall asleep because, yeah, pandas sleep as much as the Prince of Afterglow Savannah.

・He could not hide his surprise when he realised you were not completely human, you immediately caught his attention; furthermore, you were not a common specie, he deduced so by your smell. "Well, well... What do we have here? You look like Kingscholar but quite... Hm. Completely different."

・Malleus would come back to you often, some nights when he was trying to scape from his guards. But he will not arrive just like it; he will try to find some facts about you, ask you the less possible and make research by his own to know what you were, how to treat you? Until you became of more interest for him than your specie.

・Soon he discovered by your stories that you were alone too, still you had a family but your own specie was not very common, you made friends with another kind of hal-beasts and another species of pandas. That only made him to get attached to you, someone who could understand him!

・He got to hang out with you almost every night, reaching the point where he would go and look for you to your classrooms. Malleus thought at first you started fearing him too by the twitching of your ears, soon realising you just... Softened. The way you flattened your ears was signal of trust, you actually felt comfortable around him —you made the Heir of the Valley happy.

・As time passed by, you earned an inconditionnel friend, he would talk to you about almost anything you wanted to know while, in exchange, you taught him about your world, the "human" world. Soon, that became more physical, and now he pawed your ears when you leaned on his shoulder to listen at him and his tales.

・There were nights when he would take you to the castle's roof to talk more privately, or just to see the moon and the forest along the village in the distance. And many of those nights, you'd fall asleep, curled up against his legs with your tail swinging peacefully or just laying over your legs or hips; he would try to caress it, obviously not waking you up and, if you ever did, he will just blush and look away.

・You had your own tricks, sometimes when you went for a walk on the little forest around the castle, you climbed threes and hanged upside down trying to surprise him. Well... You even touched his horns. At first you were worried about him being mad but his laughter broke the tension on your shoulders. But of course, you had a tail and ears, so his payback was inevitable.

・"I have never seen someone liketh thee...", you heard the intrigue on his voice. He floated around you, upside down, analysing the visible characteristics that made you half an animal. When Lilia is curious, he's not very measured with his actions... Yeah, that means he will touch your fur.

・He'd love to study your reactions to many stimulus, so he will tease you in ways you can and cannot expect. Though you started being prepared, or at least a bit, you'd never anticipate when was he going to appear. You were basically on guard every time you were on the library or in the hallways until the final day came and he told you how interesting you were to him.

・You tried to do the same on him but the movement of your tail or even sometimes your little furry ears twitching will alert him of your presence. Since then, you both became almost inseparable; people could se him flying around you, upside down or just playfully, other times you just got to sit aside him but there were always laughter and smiles.

・Oh, true! He basically transformed you into a nocturnal creature. Once he introduced you into video-game's world, you started spending more time together, another fact reassuring him you were a panda: sleeping a lot on the evening, when classes or clubs were not taking place, and enjoying the night along him.

・That of course meant he must protect your ears from Sebek. His very own audition was sensible enough to be disturbed by the demi-fae loudness, but he was worried about you: since he knew you were a red panda and discovered pandas had developed very, very, very sensible ears due to not wanting to be hunted by predators, he would avoid having you and Sebek on the same room for too long.

・His protective instincts made their appearance. You seemed like a tender and lovely being for him, that was the reason why Lilia was concerned about you: even though you were half a human, most of your habits were of your animal part. He knew when you were sleepy and you tried to pretend you were not just to stay with him for a while, playing. He will, surprisingly, sing you a lullaby to make you sleep while he played one last round; keeping an eye on you, the way you curled up, the way your ears twitched.

・The way you met was... Amusing. Well, you see, one of your favourite spots for napping was the forest, the place where he usually made his patrols. Since his narcolepsy is always present, he tends to fall asleep in situations like this, what happened that day: he fell under your three and once you woke up together, you both got scared as hell.

・He started questioning you; why were you there? What were you doing? Who where you? You answered calmly, trying to calm him down since he was actually pointing at you with the sword. When he finished and put the blade down, you asked for him to answer the same question. And once you were aware of his condition, you understand everything and both bursted in laughter.

・There were to many incidental encounters with each other you ended up being friends. Sometimes you even went and looked for him deep in the forest, when you found him asleep you'll just sit by his side and read a book or play a bit with the animals surrounding him, usually birds. You cannot understand them, but when he woke up, he will always act as a translator for you.

・He had the opportunity of finding you asleep on the branch of a three or behind a rock, one of those times, curiosity took over him and he couldn't help but start petting you. Starting for your ears and your hair, getting startled when he heard you purring under his hand.

・Most of the time you surprised him at his night patrol, it was cold outside often, so you made a scarf for him. It matched with your tail and it was thick and furry too; your heart almost fell from your chest when you saw the happiness in his eyes. Now, when you were nap buddies, he will take it with him.

・He wanted to teach you something about him too so he used your free time to teach you fencing. Yes, he would usually bring another sword to the forest so you could kill time whenever you were not sleeping, reading or he was not on guard.

・Even Lilia cooked sometimes for Silver, he was aware of your existence. He was happy though about his little boy having a new friend... Well, deep inside himself, he was happy, just awaiting for Silver to know how love felt —in fact, he just wanted his child to go asking for advice.

[4dtk]

NCT 127: finding out you're older than them

“Hey, can I request an NCT127 reaction to finding out you're actually older than them when they thought you were much younger than them? (like you look really young despite your age lol)” thank u for waiting honey <3 ps i just used random years that are older than the members!

enjoy! this was fun to write ^^

→ TAEIL would have his mouth in an ‘O’, but more of a ‘ooh cool!’ way where he’s nodding repeatedly to nothing seconds after you’ve spilled the beans. it sinks in more later when he thinks of your birth years side by side and he’s like omg! i’m finally not the oldest and it garners a laugh out of you that you don’t mind being called old by him. honestly, you don’t mind being called old at all by the other members, since technically you are taeil’s s/o. the members are closer to the male, so when they call him old, you join in lol

“woah hyung/noona! i can’t believe you now take the place of oldest in our group,” mark says, although gets a smack from haechan for saying that.

“ack! sorry taeil-hyung and (y/n)-hyung/(y/n)-noona, mark’s mouth is a little big today.”

taeil waves it off, curling an arm around your waist to bring you closer as mark avoids eye contact. slowly the members crowd around the four of you, interested in the topic that’s taking place. it was well over 11pm in the practice room, and having just ended dance practice, they cooled down by taking part in the conversation.

“yeah! you finally can call someone else old!” another smack and a whine from mark accompanied by an apologetic look that wasn’t seen often on donghyuck.

“i’m sorry for them,” taeil whispers with a laugh, placing a kiss onto your cheek before taking a swig of water from his bottle. he takes your shaking head as acceptance of your new position of the oldest, pleased when you return his kiss with one to his lips.

→ JOHNNY is the one to pull a dramatic face lol. you know the one where his mouth is in a ‘O’ and his eyebrows are knitted. the expression is playful, but there’s a bit of genuine shock behind it. recovers from it quickly tho and jokingly calls you ‘daddy/mommy’ to annoy you. i can see him calling you the term later if you get married or have kids though, just in a third person kinda way - something like a running joke from when he discovered you were older years ago.

“no way, you’re born in 1992?” his jaw is dropped, eyes wide that makes you smile just a little, “holy shit you’re old,” there’s a fit of laughter when your hand lands on his back as a form of retaliation (“like you’re not!”), but you agree either way, shrugging nonchalantly at the year of birth.

“then maybe now i can call you daddy/mommy,” you groan at that, shoving him for real now as he lands on the sofa behind him and doyoung at the dining table contemplates whether he should interfere. he decides not to when you full on attack your boyfriend, although with half-assed punches as johnny continues to moan out theatrically in between attacks, “but for real though, next time, i wanna hear voices calling you.”

“the fuck? you mean in like a horror movie way?”

“nah, in the i wanna have a family way.” you gulp with a surprised expression and you launch a badly timed attack that hits him in the balls. you’re apologising with a fluster, johnny is groaning in pain. oh well, this could be story to tell your kids or adopted babies next time.

→ TAEYONG is making surprised noises. it’s so cute lol that you’re the one ending up teasing him about it. taeyong forgets it sometimes, so you have the pleasure of seeing him react like a couple of times bc it finally settles in his mind that you’re older than him. other than that, yong loves you all the same and sometimes acts like a baby just so you’d cave and take care of him. he argues that it’s only the right way! older s/o? you take care of me! i want to be babied.

“huh? you’re older than me?” taeyong asks, mindlessly digging through your stuff until he comes across your ID. he curiously sifts through the information on it, but the number of your birth year seemed to stand out the most.

you hum, placing the last bits of your mask on yourself as you turn back to your boyfriend with a similar look: hair band pushing his dyed hair back, with a mask like yours on his face.

a noise of approval spills from taeyong’s mouth, and you’re left giggling in confusion until he explains his reason for it. you nod through it, happy to give your boyfriend what he wants while he takes his place in your arms. “feels nice,” taeyong mumbles, loving the way you’re playing with his fingers before he asks a question with a small voice. “can we do this more often?”

“of course,” and now you’re glad for taeyong’s curiosity of your things, presenting you with the opportunity (and excuse) to hold your lover in your arms.

→ YUTA doesn’t care either tbh. he may be one of the ones to figure it out before the others - how? you don’t know either but i have a feeling he might’ve taken a look at your ID or something along those lines. mans just nods at the year. as long as you’re still yourself and don’t change how you act in the relationship obvi bc he’s dating you bc of how you’ve presented yourself so far. it’ll feel weird if you suddenly start to dote on him just because you’re older. still likes to take care of you <3

“hey babe? were you born in 1993?” yuta inquires one day at dinner, the whole table of members somehow going a little quiet at the revelation.

“mhm! how’d you know?” you tilted your head, placing a piece of fish into your mouth and ignoring the shocked faces on the faces of the different members.

“eehh- i just saw it on your ID accidentally the other day,” yuta smiles when wiggle your mouth around to feel for the fish’s bone, finally able to shoot your boyfriend a smile as you both go back to your dinner. your laugh is the one thing that’s heard across the table and the occasional clinks of chopsticks against porcelain, and you’re confident if you were on a sitcom, the camera would just have all the members staring into it in shock.

“is it that surprising?” you asked the members, some of them waving their hands and shaking their head, knowing that yuta would probably take it up to them if they happen to have a problem with it.

“so i actually needed to call you hyung/noona?! i’m so sorry!!!” mark exclaims, earning a giggle from you.

→ DOYOUNG would react a little intensely too, but more in a starstruck, quiet kind of way. he just has this wide eyed look that make you burst out in laughter at the discovery and his lips are making a funny shape. he nods it off calm and cooly, but inside he’s like oh my god wtf really???? why didn’t i know this holy shit are they going to leave me for not knowing you can see no thought behind his eyes but you know the man’s spiralling a little inside that you have to reassure him that it’s just a minor thing (he gets out of the dump pretty quickly). your age reveal doesn’t affect him much either.

“you’re- you’re older than me?” doyoung’s mouth dries, coffee cup hovering just below his lips as you drop the bomb without much care. it’s quiet in the early morning, having had just finished filming his relay cam, but you can practically hear doyoung’s thoughts. he’s brought of it when you place a hand on his wrist.

“babe, baby, it’s okay. i didn’t tell you anyway, don’t worry about it,” your smile is blinding, and it has doyoung smiling as well, agreeing along to your reasoning and slowly easing into his previous action of drinking his beverage before he halts again.

your head tilts in question. “what is it?”

your boyfriend waves it off with a shy smile, bringing your hand to his lips as he lands a kiss on the skin there, “nothing. just thinking about how much i love you.”

“did it change?”

there’s a blush on his cheeks when he says it, glad for the two of you being in the only ones awake. “no, not one bit.”

→ JAEHYUN would one way or another kind of know already, although he’s not 100% sure. he’s observant, sometimes content with watching you take care of the other members (poor guy gets jealous tho) or just cleaning up after him when he’s a little too tired to do things - like wash his hair and what not. even if you’re not a naturally ‘taking care of others’ person, jaehyun picks up on the things that he’s heard his friends talk about regarding their older siblings (since he’s an only child) or compares to how you act around the group that’s similar to taeyong or doyoung. i can see jaehyun being a little disappointed, but it doesn’t change much as long as he can keep the dynamic of the relationship (so him giving the affection with you in his embrace). jaehyun is a quiet kind of shock like doyoung.

“huh… you’re born in 1994?”

“sure am,” you’re filling out a form for a membership, pen scribbling with swiftness in order not to hold up the line. you pass it back in a minute as the cashier processes your membership, and you feel jaehyun squeeze your hand. “why, why? is it an issue?” you mumble a thank you to the cashier, heading out of the store hand in hand while you find a spot to talk to your boyfriend.

“no no,” jaehyun giggles, a low one that makes your heart flutter, and he leans down to place a kiss onto your lips. it lingers there longer than you expected and you feel his smile on your lips. “there’s no issue. it just kinda adds up, in a way. you’re such a natural at giving advice and taking care of the other members. i’m just… a little surprised, is all.”

you laugh at that, meeting his lips again in a loving peck, “okay, that’s good then!”

→ JUNGWOO says “woowww!” like video game commentary and claps. yes he claps, you’re not sure why either but he’s just so thrilled to learn of your birth year that he just nods along and gives you a thumb-up after. i can’t say he’ll be that shocked, more of like happy for you like you just told him you passed a test or something. when you ask him about it, he just shrugs and pats you on the back. it’s all part of his personality, though, and like taeyong/yuta, he wouldn’t care much apart from being able to call you ‘sunbaenim’ as a joke. sometimes calls you senpai LMAO

“woah, you’re older than me by four years?” jungwoo mumbles when you show him your old IDs, the topic of your birth year overriding the original goal of wanting to see your foetus pictures.

“hm? oh yeah, i guess i never really mentioned it, huh?” you continue with what you were doing, cleaning up the stray hairs sticking out from your hairdo before jungwoo comes back hugging with his long limbs and silky outfit.

“congrats!” he meets your eyes through the vanity mirror and proceeds to peck your cheek and your expression that follows next brings laughter to jungwoo’s chest. you can feel it move from behind you, hoping he wouldn’t mess up the hour you spent on your hair. “why congrats?” your lip is curled with a raise of your eyebrows as your boyfriend continues to hang off your shoulders.

he thinks, then replies with a dunno and leaves the area to settle back on the bed. the snap of his camera follows next, no doubt taking pictures of the serious face shots of your old ID cards.

→ MARK would be one of the ones that you think is over exaggerating, except he’s just that shocked. he would stumble over his words and texting johnny or whoever to tell him and be like “yoooo? huh? what?” mark would probably be the last one to make the connection and johnny is all like “yeah? u didn’t know?” and mark is like “HOW WOULD I KNOW THEY LOOK SO YOUNG?????!!” hysterical, this man. mark almost doesn’t believe it for a second and you have to take out your ID to show him lmfao

mark’s head snaps to you once he overhears you in conversation with the flyer distributor, catching your attention with something that was in line with your interests. mark tunes out the promoter explaining the features of the product, only coming back to earth when you mention your date of birth for a trial of their services.

“you’re WHAT? nah. no. no way, show me your ID.”

the other jumps back at the sudden exclamation while you just raise an eyebrow. sorry, excuse him, you mumble, and you’re dragging mark off to the side as you fumble in your bag to pull out your ID in exasperation. the timing is imperfectly perfect: mark bends down to inspect your birth year, you flip open the wallet a little too hard, it hits his head in a loud thwack!

“ow.” mark giggles, squinting his eyes to finally make out the fading ‘1998’ on your card, “oh! so the same as jungwoo hyung?” he giggles again, “he finally as someone to talk to!”

→ HAECHAN is shocked but would immediately mask it and go like “oh my! still so pretty, miss halmeoni,” he coos and you’re so ready to smack him. in a way acts like johnny but will not stop using the word on a daily basis (unless you tell him that you don’t like it). it becomes part of the pet names that he calls you, but he still likes the classic baby/honey/love. sometimes also like to whine with hyung/noona if he wants something, like a new video game or for you to buy food for him. other than that, haechan is pretty indifferent about you being older than him.

“hah?! you’re born in 1999?” haechan has his neck stuck out like a fish out of water, not posing that much difference since he’s just finished a shower. you make the bed with deftness, tucking in the duvet easily as your boyfriend approaches from behind.

he’s shocked, but before you can comment on it, he recovers quickly to deliver a quip through his toothpaste-filled mouth, “oh my! halmeoni, then you should take a seat!” your hands are on your hips, glaring at him while he only grins.

you indulge him, though, and take a seat on the newly made bed, relaxing into the softness of the sheets with elbows.

“if i’m considered elderly, then, you can do the housework for me, right?” the dread that slowly fills up haechan’s features make you explode into giggles, before pushing yourself up to come face to face with him.

“thought so,” you whispered, petting his head as you continue the clean-up of the room.