#i have seen THREEEEE

[chungledownbeamcannon]

THE NIMON BE PRAISED!!!

[sweeterlovers]

LABYRINTH / FERNANDO ALONSO

fernando alonso x female singer reader / SMAU FIC

FACE CLAIM / TAYLOR SWIFT

WARNINGS / badly google translated spanish

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ynupdates in a recent interview for the upcoming release of YN/LN’s feature on vogue, when asked if she has anything coming up YN responded saying, “funny enough i actually have been writing some music lately. so i’m thinking about releasing a song about a special someone” what do we think about this? new boyfriend? new love song? let us know!!

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user7 she served that photoshoot

user2 seriously she ate it up

user07 i’m excited to get the magazine!!

user32 i wonder what the song is about?

user44 well she did say it’s about a special someone soo.. maybe a boyfriend or a friend 🤷🏼‍♀️

user08 well the last time YN has gone public with a guy was in like 2016 with harry styles so it seems unlikely and likely at the same time

user26 her hair looks so good !!!!!

user43 what i’m personally surprised about is that she mentioned her love life. usually YN is very secretive about her personal life so maybe she is very serious about this guy

user082 that makes sense. hopefully the song will give us more details 😅

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yourusername super excited to announce that tonight (may 17th) at 12pm i’ll be releasing a brand new song titles “labyrinth” this song is about a very special someone in my heart 🤍 i hope you all enjoy it (and have fun guessing who it’s about)

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user26 AHHHHH!!!!!

user0052 i’m so excited 😆

user538 who else will be staying up 🔽⬇️?!????

user2 meeee

user06 ME TWO

user03 me threeeee !!!

user87 already taking my nap 😴

user1 she looks pretty

user8 the theme is very lilac yk

user78 AN THE GUESSING GAME STARTS NOW 👏👏👏

user6 can’t wait for the crazy predictions

user53 i’m guessing it’s about a new boyfriend

user51 right but whoo…

user5878 i doubt it’ll be another actor or singer soo maybe an athlete 🤷

user4 labyrinth out tonight!!!!!!!!!!

user70 can’t wait 😝

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POST RACE INTERVIEW WITH FERNANDO ALONSO

Interviewer: Fernando congratulations on P2!

Fernando: Thank you! It was a bit tough but we got through it. So ultimately I’m very happy with myself and the team!

Interviewer: Do you have any plans tonight to celebrate? Perhaps some dinner with the team or some partying? Hm?

Fernando: Well I was planning on listening to YN/LN’s new song but after that I may go out to dinner with a special someone.

Interviewer: Special someone? Girlfriend perhaps?

Fernando: Eh we’ll see.

Interviewer: Mysterious as always Fernando.

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fernandoalo_oficial celebrated my podium with the only other person i would want to be with. thank you for all the support from the fans and the team!

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user6 FERNANDO WHAT

user4 i’m not even surprised anymore 🤦‍♀️

user061 i wasn’t familiar with your game

user77 have you seen the man???????

user605 seriously, i’m a married man with kids but i’m gay for fernando alonso ✊

user15 real

user80 a blondeeeee i seee 👱‍♀️

user74 the cartier bag with the flowers 😍😍

user95 seriously tho!! go off mr alonso

user026 i would die for a man to get me that

user186 super cute

lance_stroll congratulations man! you did an amazing job 👏 tell her i said hi as well please!

fernandoalo_oficial thank you lance! she says hello as well 😅

user60 lance what do you know????????????????

user5 LANCE TELL US WHO SHE IS

lance_stroll sorry i’ve been sworn to secrecy 🤐

user520 if i was being sworn secrecy by fernando i would listen, that man scares me

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ynupdates YN has been seen in spain recently!! 🇪🇸 ❤️ any thoughts on why she is spain?

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user6 spain?????

user142 hmmm maybe just a vacation 🤷🏼‍♀️

user9 she looks good

user1 yeah i love her too!! the flowers are cute

user1347 🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸

user14 i have a theory but i will be called delusional…..

usee096 SAY IT RN! BE DELULU

user365 delulu is in fact the solution

user14 OK FIIINEE! the reason she is in spain is because she is visiting her boyfriend. you may ask why is she visiting her boyfriend in spain? the reason why is because she is dating SPANISH DRIVER FERNANDO ALONSO!!

user5 pls take your meds

user14 i’m right guys don’t even because why else has fernando revealed that he has a girlfriend?? hmmm and on top of that in a recent interview he said that he has been listening to YN!!!

user653 i see your point butttttttt it’s quite far off

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yourusername a year with you my love 🤍 thank you for supporting me throughout my career and my writing and most of all thank you for being my muse 🤍🤍 i love you fernando! your my champion :)

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user6 power couple fr

user674 this is so random lmaoo

user8 i mean yeah but they are pretty cute together!

user22 this makes a lot more sense on why she was in spain

fernandoalo_oficial mi amor y mi tesoro, te amo mucho, eres mi mujer [my love and my treasure, i love you so much . your my woman]

yourusername fernando no words can express my love for you. there is no one else i would rather be with ❤️

fernandoalo_oficial your the only one in my heart ♥️

user55 😭😭😭😭😭😭 so so so so cute

user1 “my love and my treasure” i’m so down bad for them

selenagomez you guys are adorable 🥰

yourusername thank you babe :)))

user51 can’t wait to see them together!

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TEAM RADIO / SWEETERLOVERS - thought this would be funny considering taylor’s new song!!!! taylonso will live forever ✊

[midnight1nk]

So, this week's episode...

[Spoilers below cut]

I'm absolutely terrified, it's not even funny. I can't even click it. But I have to... for the LOREEEEEEEEE... okay, let's-a go....

(The following is my live reaction:)

ay the TADC plug, of course

"Born to shit, Forced to wipe" - not smg3

wise words Three

also, the Ferris Wheel and rollercoaster thing is still there in the background (Ferris Wheel wedding, my beloved...)

I knew someone was going to bring up Meggy and her disappearance

LEGGY! MEGGY, WE'LL RESCUE YOU I PROMISE!!!

THANK YOU THREE for asking the right questions here

oh... not what I expected. at least the crew knows this is obviously Mr Puzzles

NAME DROP

OK, a LOT to digest here:

These are all the possible minigames that we might see in WOTFI. Well, at least all the attractions we could see...

a Mr Puzzles Chonk plush (in the bottom right)

a Tunnel of Love attraction... hmmmm.......

Huh, I didn't know this was by the coast of the Mushroom Kingdom. Or it could be an island/peninsula.

The what now, Leggy?

YEP I knew that once they found out, they would want to leave

...and of course, Mario wants to stay

Yeah, Luigi said it himself

but also, look at the Mr Puzzles cardboard cutout in the back, he's wearing Meggy's cowboy hat from Western Spaghetti

Alright, but before we go in, we gotta have a buddy system, guys

All these critiques are going to make Mr Puzzles lose himself even more than he already is

I think I saw someone posted about submitting a water gun game so congrats for getting in!

Leggy Plush!!

also spider-man plush... symbiote... venom... GOOP!4????

...Once Upon A Perfect SMG4?

[*points at Four and Mario*] The sillies

ok, but like, why is Three smiling like that while everyone else looks so disappointed?

They did the buddy system!

Bob: "Those dumbasses will see ANYTHING and get excited."

I feel seen and I don't like it.

I don't like this either. I already know this is a trap but like noooooo

Three just standing there like a dad watching over his kid

Someone else also submitted a mini-game involving a ducky fishing game

GOD DAYUM.... why did you have to pose like that, Three? You're not beating the allegations, huh.

Aw, Three really wanted to enjoy a carnival if Mr Puzzles wasn't involved (writers, write that down + carnival dates)

OK NOPE WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW

🫵 🏳️‍🌈⁉️

oh c'mon now, it's just plainly obvious. Not that it should be surprising, everyone's part of the skittle squad (tm)

STRONG WOMEN we love to see it

...that can't be a real thing... can it?

same Luigi same

YES PLEASE CAN WE?

sorry dude, they really locked in

also what the hell is that building in the back?

Luigi (or rather the SMG4 fandom): "See? I can handle this! I'm not afraid anymore! Do you hear me? I'm not afraid-" [*horror jumpscare*] [*scream*]

NOT EVEN MELONY'S GOD POWERS COULD HELP US, WE'RE FUCKED

NOOOOOO NOT KAREN AND SAIKO

THREE WE NEED TO LEAVE NOW

NOOOOOOOO THREEEEE I THOUGHT HE WAS GOING TO BE THE LAST ONE TO MAKE IT OUT

[*sobbing*] he sent one last text to warn them :( he really does care

AND HE SENT IT TO FOUR [*head in hands*]

the contact names they have for each other.... (I'm not well)

WE GOTTA GO [*runs*] GET OUT GET OUT

Leggy... why did your face change like that?

WHAT WAS THAT CRYPTIC CAPTION?!

Mario, please don't sacrifice yourself... oh, thank god! They really are having me panicking for the smallest things

wait... OMG THEY SAW MY SUBMISSION! THEY SAW IT!

the mini-game challenge that I submitted:

Pop & Whirl: Everyone gets a bag of popcorn. The winner must keep all of their popped kernels in their bag, without dropping a single one... while being chased around the carnival by a collapsed Ferris Wheel (Professor Layton style)!

I DON'T CARE IF IT DOESN'T HAPPEN AGAIN IN WOTFI, I'LL TAKE IT. But if it does happen, I'll draw lawyer Meggy with a redesigned Ace Attorney-esque outfit (somehow)

please don't tell me the green pipe is also a trap...

...the exit door from TADC?

oh god, why does this remind me of the dark web?

and the eyes on the mushrooms... [*IGBP flashbacks*]

heh heh, funny mirrors... AH SHIT PUZZLES, DON'T JUMPSCARE ME LIKE THAT

actually, now that I think of it, Mr Puzzles hasn't revealed himself this whole time...

THE DIDNEY ENGINE ROOM?!

...holy shit

so was I right about us getting to see Mr Puzzles' "truest form" and the whole "Eye of Ra" thing?

are those his arms? and the circle things, it could be part of his cyborg texture but they also look like eyes.

the fog part is really interesting because they could've gone with any "spooky" color but they chose this. It's the creative vision, the one Didney had in this room.

This really reminds me of the goo from IGBP and Wren's wire simulation in Western Spaghetti, but also from this angle, a bit of Zero's "no legs" body design.

"His obsession becoming his identity" - Puzzles connected himself to the single star Didney had. You got it right, past Ink.

HUH?! YOU CAN'T END IT THERE

AND THEY GRAY-ED OUT OUTRO, NO MUSIC! IT'S ABOUT TO GO DOWN, GUYS

also congrats to Nikej1708241 for making it to the credits 🎉

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

That was a pretty solid episode ngl. Probably not as "plot twist-y"

(i know that's not a word) as the previous episode but my spaghetti gods, it delivered! Not Marty again, we may have to rethink this one.

Ok, I've made a list of all the attractions and mini-games there are in the carnival grounds in Puzzle Park:

Ferris Wheel

"Tender Tunnel" (Tunnel of Love attraction)

Merry-Go-Round carousel

Basketball arcade game

Hammer game

Bumper Cars

"House of Crazy" funhouse (also that fits Mr Puzzles somehow)

A spooky cart ride

Water gun game

Rocket ride

Arcade (just flat-out an arcade)

Clown Ball Game

(There's apparently a cafe???)

Ducky Pond fishing game

Pizza shop (....marty?)

It's probably not all of them, we would just have to wait and see, but if you submitted a mini-game that involves any of these, congrats, you likely got in!!!

I still very much enjoyed this episode and some of what I theorized could possibly come true. And some didn't, which is totally okay with me. I'll cherish the Ferris Wheel chase scene regardless :)

We still have to wait for a trailer or a special video in regards to WOTFI, which I will have to analyze and see what's to be expected. From the looks of it in this episode, it seems like it's up to SMG4 and Mario to rescue their friends one by one by completing the mini-games. The more people they rescue, the more help they can get to complete the games. And that includes saving Meggy at the end.

Now, personally, I don't want Mr Puzzles to die. Not yet. There is still a lot of potential that could go for him. A similar redemption arc just as Three went through. Puzzlevision 2. Goop!4. Marty. Anything could happen. Then again, he could die.

Now you might think he might not die because he has a plushie, but there's literally merch of Axol and Desti and they're dead. Puzzles isn't safe from this possibility.

Put in your final bets, my dear fellows, because nothing will ever be the same again...

[crow-talks-hockey]

i think the thing that pisses me off the most about this is this: it could be needed. i have two examples as to why

2022. just think of all the anger and all the losing that led up to that run. we went through so much struggle to win, but we ended up conquering that. pain and frustration forged that team into champions, not just being a fucking good team. because the avs are a good team now. but maybe part of the wining formula is failure. the kind of failure that ignites a fire and leads to what happened that year. and i do honestly think this series is like that vegas one in 2021. dallas is resembling them A LOT and yes it's annoying, but damn it i'm going to be hopeful that if we do drop the series, this is going to have inevitable repercussions. i want us angry. i want us rejuvenated by this come next season. i want it to be the fuel that leads to glory. please. i am in fact begging. future me please look back on this and smile because i was so so so right and this team got so so silly and impossible to beat. pleaseeeeeeee

though i always hate to say it... the 2010's blackhawks. i've said it since last season. they were fucking good, right? but they never won it back to back, even though within the span of 5ish years they won it THREEEEE times. which is crazy. but i do think there's been a lot i've seen in the avs that reminds me of that era. and i want us to be the better version of them, obviously. but here's my main thing: i finally looked at their playoff history. the year before they won it in 2013 they lost in the second round, that's all i'll say. idk if there's much more similarity but my numerology/superstitious ass has been dying about that ever since. we could be the better them. please. it would genuinely be so funny

anyway i know the series isn't over yet and i still have hope we can somehow do the most hilarious thing and beat them in seven, but i wanted to just say this now. sports is at its core about learning from mistakes and failures and forging them into something better. if the avs do end up getting eliminated - whether it's in 5, 6, or 7 games -, i do truly believe it will turn out. call it delusion and grasping at straws, i don't care. but if we don't win it this year then by all that is holy NEXT YEAR IS OUR YEAR BABYYYYY. WE KEEPING THE ROARING 20'S LINE. WE'RE KEEPING THE MOOSEHEADS CONNECTION. WE'RE GONNA GET SOME MORE FORWARD DEPTH TO REPLACE VAL MAYHAPS. MAYBE WE'LL LOSE SOME GUYS BUT IT WILL BE SOOTHED BY SWEET VICTORY. I PROMISE. WE JUST GOTTA STAY SILLY

[shadowqueen402]

Summertime Silliness

Summer is around the corner! Which is why I created this fic! This fic is the sequel to @kayssweetdreams's birthday fic for me and my Easter fic called Eggs-celent Entertainment. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

Ah, summertime. According to Kaylo, this season was the perfect time for her to throw a party. Not just any party, but a beach party. And she made sure to invite all of her friends. She watched as everyone was already having a good time, the music playing loudly.

"Wow, I've never been to a beach before," NiGHTS said to Kaylo as they gazed at the waves. "It has an incredible view!"

"I know, right?" Kaylo replied with a bright smile as she licked her strawberry-flavored ice cream. "Fiona loves coming here! This is the same beach where she could visit her dolphin companion."

In the water, Fiona and Haoyu swam together. Sana and Eis also happened to be in the water as well, playfully splashing one another while laughing. Iben and her husband were watching their two children attempt to build a sand castle. Jose, Yuri, Cass, Attilio, Cal, and Lucy were all playing volleyball. Jackle and Debbie were lounging underneath an umbrella, enjoying popsicles.

Balan and Lance were both enjoying pina coladas while watching everyone. Mei applied sunscreen onto herself. Trisha Jane, Rebecca, and Bruce sipped on lemonade. Marina, Leo, and Emma were busy getting ice cream for themselves.

"Say, I could use a refreshing drink," NiGHTS said. "Where should I get one?"

"Try asking Balan and Lance," Kaylo suggested. "They can offer suggestions on what to drink."

"Great idea!" NiGHTS flew over to their two cousins, Balan and Lance. "Hey, you two? I'm in the mood for a refreshing beverage. What's on the menu?"

Balan removed the shades from his sunglasses. "We have plenty of options for you to choose," He said. "Lots of cold, refreshing drinks you can't refuse. You can have water, iced tea, or soda, if you please. Or you can try one of our refreshing smoothies. Though, do be mindful about the alcoholic beverages like the martini. If enough is consumed, it can make you tipsy."

"Hmm… I think I'll have the martini!" NiGHTS said.

"Do consider Balan's words, dear cousin," Lance advised. "We've all seen, under the influence, Reala has been."

"I think I'm better at holding my alcohol," NiGHTS assured as she watched Balan prepare them a glass of martini. "What can possibly go wrong?"

Sitting underneath a parasol, Aria saw her Nightmaren lover, Reala, approach with two smoothies, one for him and one for her. "I'd figured that I would give you something to drink," He said, handing it to her.

"Thanks," Aria said, taking her smoothie. "So how are you liking the beach?"

"It does have an impressive view of the sun," Reala said. "And the waves do make such relaxing—," He was then interrupted by the sound of…NiGHTS giggling. Aria and Reala turned to see the purple jester flying toward them…only to stumble onto the sand.

NiGHTS got up and slung an arm over their sibling's shoulder. "Awwww~! That proposal was beautiful!" They slurred to Reala, hiccuping. "Don't tell Reala this, but I drank threeeee martinis! The world is full of a bunch of bald, colorful sounds!" They sipped onto their fourth martini.

"NiGHTS, are you drunk?" Aria asked, amused. Reala facepalmed at his sibling's silliness.

"No, even better~!" NiGHTS giggled. "I'm reeeaallly tipsy~! Saaaay, when is the wedding happ'ning~?"

"We are not getting married," Reala said.

"If—hic—you saaaay sooo~!" NiGHTS giggled as they stumbled off.

Reala sighed. "I'd better get to them before they cause trouble." He then flew off to follow NiGHTS, leaving Aria to watch with curiosity and amusement.

"Pass that ball right over here," Attilio called to Jose, Yuri, and Cass. Jose nodded and hit the volleyball over to the other side. But before Attilio could hit, NiGHTS drunkenly flew in front of the clown, causing the volleyball to hit them on the head. "NiGHTS, are you okay?" Attilio bent down to look at the Nightmaren.

NiGHTS, however, giggled. "Looookiiiieeee," They slurred, pointing at Attilio. "A-A clooowwwnn-! Do a trick, pllleeeaaasssee~?"

"What's going on here?" Mei, Trisha Jane, Rebecca, and Marina asked as they approached where NiGHTS was.

"I think NiGHTS might be drunk," Yuri said. "They stumbled upon our game."

NiGHTS laughed while pointing at the seagulls that flew above. "Birdies~! Look Sana! They're ssssooooo silly~! That reminds me! Let me raise a bread!"

By then, everyone was listening to everything. Jackle, however, was bursting out laughing while Debbie was holding back laughter.

"Soooo, I wanna congrad'ate my brother on his plan to marry Aria and have dozens of babies with her!" NiGHTS said. "He looovveeesss her~! I know he does~! Sooo, to make this interesting, I hid $100 in Wizey's robes!" They giggled while everyone started to giggle. "If Reala can find it without making Wizey grouchy, he can keeep iiit~!"

"How many martinis did NiGHTS drink?" Iben asked Aria, amused.

"That's their fourth one," Aria replied. "They've had three."

"Goodness me," Balan said with a chuckle. "Tipsy already, I see."

Reala eventually flew over to NiGHTS. "I'm taking you back home," He said, grabbing them. "You've had too much to drink."

NiGHTS fell to the ground and began to sing:

"Nightmare is so stupid

Wizey is so stupid

Nightopia and Wonderworld

Both are not stuuupiiid!"

Everyone bursted out laughing. Reala resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he dragged NiGHTS home…

….

…On the plus side, Reala did start thinking about the idea of proposing to Aria…

Kaylo belongs to @kayssweetdreams

Trisha Jane belongs to @lovelyteng

Mei and Marina belong to @sundove88

Rebecca belongs to @thehyperrequiem

Debbie belongs to @mayordebbie

Aria belongs to me.

[woulddieforloki]

these cute lil Marvel mystery pack stuffies are on sale I think (?) for the first time ever and I think (?) the second set is new because I haven't seen it before bUT THEY DON'T HAVE THE MYSTERY SET THAT HAS MS MARVEL THAT I LITERALLY BOUGHT FOUR OF IN THE PARKS IN MAY BECAUSE I REALLY WANTED MS MARVEL AND LITERALLY THREEEEE OF THOSE FOUR ENDED UP BEING THE FREAKING HULK AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE THE HULK AND I JUST WANT TO FIND THE MS MARVEL PLUSH 😭😭😭

[talenlee]

June 2023 Wrapup

June has ended, the time of Queer Pride is over, which means we resume our normally regular scheduled broadcast of Queer Wrath. Please do not adjust your set, we will continue to bang on pots and pans (both the metal object, and the people who are into lots of genders). Pride Month is the month where we party, the rest of the year is when we arm ourselves, you see.

But with that in mind, let’s check out a bunch of stuff I wrote and made this month and why you, you, you, might want to go back and read it, and see the cool things you missed!

Starting the month with our five game pile articles, threeeee of which were videos, we got:

Kings Quest I, a game commonly seen as the historical foundation of the narrative adventure game, and how its place in history is closer than you think it was.

I Was A Teenage Exocolonist, a truly amazing game designed, it seems to drill a hole in my skull and take up residence permanently.

Fallout New Vegas, and the question of why this game persists as a meme as a signifier of the trans community, specifically trans women

Girl By Moonlight, a Blades in the Dark hack that explores a genre that is mostly about women and tries to decouple it from the assumptions of Blades’ vision of Truama and how it changes you.

Playing With Tier Lists, where Fox and I talk about a bunch of characters for Pride Month that came out in 2022’s absolutely ridiculous anime seasons.

Then over in the Story Pile, we got:

Harrow the Ninth, the continued story of The Locked Tomb, and oh no I am going to be one of those people who just wants to recommend every book in this series aren’t I

Sword Art Online Alternate Gun Gale Story, a yuri series that also features a bunch of guns and a really insightful examination of the videogame structure of Sword Art Online

GGWP — Young Ladies Don’t Play Fighting Games, a manga about girls who want to do sick wavedashes as a metaphor for kissing

Call of The Night, a horny anime about a not-very-horny vampire, and the not-very-romantic boy who is trying to fall in love with her.

I wrote about the Hanamusa ship, which got attention from Kiana Mai, and therefore, it got fantastically large amounts of attention on tumblr. That was cool, that meant that there were people meaningfully engaging with the point of how Delia is a character you know can’t do some things, and you know that Jesse is a character who you know would do most things (that aren’t sensible).

I also wrote about queerness in D&D and my worldbuilding. I talked about how heterosexuality as a cultural frame has to be invented, and that means everyone in Cobrin’Seil exists at a level of background queerness we can’t. I talked about the forced gender locking of two different heritages in the 4e book Heroes of the Feywild, and the way that gender transition in 3rd edition was cheap enough to build infrastructures around.

The Story Piles were kinda overloaded this month – if I’d wanted to, I could probably have done nothing but anime for weeks! I summarised a bunch of queer anime that I didn’t really want to write about entirely as that. I also talked about the way that Wreck It Ralph echoes a story of a trans identity while trying to make that identity invisible. Then I got nostalgic about the woman who scared me about the sin of Pride because she was freaked out by a talking cat plush toy in a book for four year olds.

This month’s shirt design is a design that’s meant to evoke the Ulysses jacket from Fallout: New Vegas, which is a killer shirt design and I like it a lot. I might not buy it myself, because I am currently pretty poor, but that’s not the important thing. The important thing is filling my Redbubble store with stuff that makes me think: hey, I bet X would like this design.

I’m not always right but it’s what I’m trying.

If I could, I’d put this design on the back of a soft jacket. I don’t want it to be a hoodie, because the hood would hang over the top of the design, but maybe a long-sleeve shirt with this design on the back. Not sure.

At the start of this year in my journal I wrote this:

I want to do a better job of the things I know I care about.

Source more.

Plan ahead.

Double check.

Early bedtimes.

Permit softness.

This June, I knew I had some real bad days for early bedtimes. I got to bed at 5 AM one night because I was trying so hard to get marking done before a key date (which I messed up, hilariously, and had more time than I thought). Thing is, this is also a month where I was able to get myself to go to bed at 10 pm every day of the week until the weekend, and that’s good! That’s a really good difference in how I relate to sleep normally, especially since ‘get to bed at 10pm and then wake up at 7am’ is a great way to get more work done.

Elli also got more walks, more walks with both Fox and I together, that’s also great. He loves to walk in the sunshine. Bright, sunny days and he has this way of walking that I call ‘high steppin’, where he kind of struts and bounces as he walks, like he’s much more interested to look around than he is to snuffle around underneath the grass of things.

There was a big windstorm. There was Fox’s birthday, and my sister’s birthday. There was a lot of family stuff this month too. Bloodwork also got to take precedence – I was able to make sure I spent time on that, and time on my literature review.

I feel like I can do more. I want to do more. I want to do better.

Check it out on PRESS.exe to see it with images and links!

#Diary #Meta

[thebraxiatelcollection]

Since it’s my birthday, I might rewatch Horns of Nimon.

You know, for Romana reasons, and for the memes.

[veryblushyswitch]

⚡️ Electrifying Results ⚡️

Summary: Kaminari decides to bother Todoroki while he’s studying. This leads to more than Kaminari bargained for, and more fun than he thought he’d have.

Lees: Kaminari & Todoroki

Lers: Todoroki & Kaminari

Ships: Can be seen as platonic or romantic

Author’s Note: For the very sweet and talented @simplysmilingdrew! Finally getting to some of these requests. Sorry it took so long… I had a lot of fun writing this one! Hope you enjoy! 💖

“You’ll never catch me!” Kaminari yelled as he ran for his life. Small giggles escaping his lips as the fun of being chased then tickled consumed his mind.

His attacker quickly ran after him. He was gaining on the electric student, and before he knew it, he caught him.

Kaminari let out a gasp and yelp when he felt himself being pinned down. His back against the cool grass with his arms stretched out to his sides. A chill ran down his spine as ice slowly began to engulf his arms.

“Todoroki noho!” Kaminari already kicked and squealed as the half n’ half hero sat on his waist, smirking down and giving Kaminari a poke to the side.

“What did I say about bothering me when I’m trying to study?” His cold hand reaching up to poke at the side of his friends neck.

“Hehehehehe! Toho nohot bohohother yohohou!” Kaminari tried shaking his head to get away from the cold fingers. Todoroki spidered his fingers along the other side of his neck with his other hand.

“Stahahahahap! Ihihihihit tihihickles!”

“It’s supposed to. Thank you for clarifying.” Todoroki moved his hands down to squeeze at the blondes sides. Kaminari jerked and squirmed under his touch. Small sparks starting to form around his fingers.

“I always thought Midoriya was our most ticklish classmate, but you may prove me wrong.” Todoroki teased, smiling at the blush on Kaminari’s face he got in return.

“Dohohohon’t tehehehehase mehehehehehe! Hehehehe mehehehanie!”

Todoroki pulled his hands away leaving a panting and pouting Kaminari underneath him.

“W-Why did you stop?”

“You called me a meanie. Clearly you don’t want me to tickle you. But it did seem like you wanted to be tickled because of how insistent you were when you were bothering me. So, do you want me to tickle you or not?”

Kaminari was speechless. He couldn’t answer that! How could he? He could barely say he was in a “mood” sometimes. Let alone say he wanted to be tickled!

“I- Uh…” Kaminari blushed and looked away.

“C’mon. I know you can say it.”

Kaminari still looked away.

“You’ve got this. I won’t judge you.” Todoroki said in a clam voice.

Kaminari turned his head to look at him. He felt safe. Comfortable. And ready to continue the fun they were having. He took a deep breath, and asked Todoroki to tickle him.

“No problem.” Todoroki laid his hands on top of Kaminari’s knees.

“Wait- wahahahait!” Kaminari lightly kicked his legs.

“Here, I’ll count down from three.”

“That’s way more flustering! Noho!” He yelped at a squeeze to his right knee. “Shh. I can’t count if I can’t concentrate.”

“Okahay.” Kaminari giggled in anticipation.

“Three~ Twooooo~” Todoroki sang two to stretch it out for a few seconds.

“Sahahay it already!”

“Well now I’ve lost count. Gotta start over.”

Kaminari whined through his giggles.

“Threeeee~ Twoooooo~ One!” Todoroki rapidly squeezed both kneecaps.

“YAHAHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *squeal* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

“Having fun?” Todoroki smirked, a rare sight, and continued squeezing above Kaminari’s kneecaps.

“YEHEHEHEHEHES! HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT UHUHUNDER THEHEHEM!! IHIHIHIT’S WOHOHORSE!! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA” He bucked even more when fingers scribbled under his knees.

“Oh really? I hadn’t noticed.”

A minute or so of tickling later, Kaminari yelled out the word red. The residential safe word of the dorms for all the tickle fights that happen. Todoroki unfroze Kaminari’s arms and helped him sit up.

“You okay?” Todoroki asked as he tried to bring his hand back. Kaminari held on tighter.

“Of course, buddy. Now let me give you a dose back.” “W-What?!”

Suddenly, Todoroki was the one on the grass. Kaminari hugging him from behind scribbling along his stomach and sides. Even nuzzling his face against the back of Todoroki’s neck.

“Nohohohohoho! Kahahahaminarihihihi! Stahahahahahahap!”

“Awww but why? Your laugh is so adorable. And I don’t get to hear it often. Plus I think I deserve some revenge.” He moved up to Todoroki’s underarms. Laughing at the shriek that escaped Todoroki’s mouth.

“YOU STAHARTED IHIHIHIT! NOHOHO! KAHAHAHAHAHAHAMIHIHIHI! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“You go for my death spot I go for yours. It’s only fahahahair- Hehehehey!” Todoroki managed to turn around quickly and start squeezing Kaminari’s ribs.

“Nohoho fahahahair you tickled me ahahahalready!” Kaminari moved his hands down to Todoroki’s stomach.

The two tickled each other till the both yelled truce and collapsed onto the grass. Faces flushed as they painted heavily.

Todoroki yelped and covered his side when Kaminari gave him a small shock to his lower rib.

“Thanks for that. I really needed it.” Kaminari said continuing to look up at the sky.

Todoroki smiled and did the same.

“You’re welcome. I needed it to.”

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

Hi there! for the sentence starters could we please get Lee! Peter 1 and lers! P2 and 3? Maybe, “ahaw, no way! Your little tummy is ticklish?” Pfff I thought it’d be cute, ur a super good writer!

(Awww! Thank you Anon ☺️ I'm so glad you like the stories ❤️ Peter 2 and 3 picking on Peter 1 is a fave of mine and I'm thankful to be able to write them all together :) Hope you enjoy!)

"Ahaw, no way! You're little tummy is ticklish?"

Peter 1 blushed. "Shush!"

"No can do Squirt." Peter 3 teased as he wiggled a finger under Peter 1's chin. "Youwr juwst sow cuwte!"

Peter 1 turtled. "Ihm nohot thohough!"

"Are you kidding?" Peter 2 added as he started scribbling across his youngest brother's stomach. "Youw're the cuwtest thing we've evewr seen."

One squeaked and shot his hands down to grab Peter 2's wrists.

Two smirked. "Oh . . . Is your tummy really ticklish?"

"N-noho!"

Peter 2 slowly wiggled his fingers across Peter 1's tummy. "I think it is."

Peter 1 blushed even harder and he couldn't stop giggling. "Duhuhude!"

Another finger started tracing his abs. "And look at these abs. I bet they're super tickly."

Peter 1 squealed and moved one hand over to grab Peter 3's wrists. All of their teasing tickled him even more!

"You're right Three, they are super tickly."

"How many do you think he has? We should probably count them."

"Dohont cohount thehem!"

"One . . . two . . . three--."

"THREEEEE!" Peter 1 snorted.

Both older brothers cooed at the sound.

"Youwre juwst full of cuwte tickwy sounds."

"Nahat cuhute!"

"Stop lying!"

"Ihm not!"

Suddenly, a finger wiggled into Peter 1's belly button and Two's innocent voice asked, "What does this button do?"

Peter 1 squealed and erupted into the loudest giggles yet.

"Oh my gosh it's a giggle button!"

"No way! You have an actual giggle button! How come you never told us!"

"Ihi dihidnt knohow!"

"Well now you do," Peter 2 added.

"Gehet ohout-eeeeh!"

"But I have to get all the giggles out."

Peter 1 gently pushed on Peter 2's wrist and snorted. "No yohou dohon't!"

Two had mercy on the youngest and stopped tickling the youngest's belly button.

"You're so cute, we just have to tickle you."

One scowled. "How does that make any sense?"

Two poked him. "In older brother reasoning it does."

Peter 1 flinched and giggled.

"Aww, you look just like a little kid." Peter 3 teased.

"You know what games you usually play with kids?"

"What might that be Two?"

Peter 2 started poking random spots on Peter 1's stomach. "Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man. Bake me a cake as fast as you can."

Peter 1 flinched and giggled at each poke. A dark blush bloomed from his cheeks to his ears. "Shuhut uhup! Ihm nohot fihive!"

"I know this one!" Three exclaimed as he ran his fingers up and down Peter 1's tummy. "Roll it."

"Guhuhuys!"

Two drummed his fingers into One's tummy. "Pat it."

"Hehey!"

Three used his finger to draw a B. "Mark it with a B."

"Cohome ohon!"

Two leaned down. "Can't forget to add a raspberry."

One squealed as he blew.

Three then wiggled a finger into the youngest's belly button. "Then we put it in the oven for baby, Peter 2, and me!"

One pushed at Three's hand. "Gehet ohout ohof there!"

Three lifted his finger with a chuckle. "Your giggle button is really ticklish."

One's cheeks burned bright red. "Don't call it thahat!"

"Too late," Two warned. "Already been changed."

Peter 3 absent-mindedly scratched his face as he chuckled with Peter 2. He was trying to grow out his facial hair and for the past few days his face had been itchy. Many of his coworkers had been teasing him about how young he looked so he thought he could stop the teasing by growing it out. Now he just wanted to shave it because it was aggrevating his skin.

A lightblub clicked on in Three's head and he smirked down at his younger brother.

One's eyes widened. "W-w-whahat?"

Three playfully leaned down. "I want you to tell me how my beard is coming in."

"Ihit looks g-greheat man."

Three shook his head and chuckled. "This test has nothing to do with looks. It has to do with feeling."

"F-feheeling?"

Three looked down at Peter 1's tummy.

The youngest was so confused until he watched Peter 3's head dip down.

"Wait!"

Peter 3 nuzzled in to his tummy and Peter 1 screamed.

Two leaned back a little. "Wow! Ihi think you killed him."

One bucked and wiggled in Peter 3's hold. He placed a hand on the back of Three's head. "KNOHOCK IHIT OFF!"

"Hold on, I have to try our cake first."

"What!"

Three moved to One's side and pretended to take a bite while adding in chewing noises.

Needless to say, One was in stitches. "MERCY!"

Three chuckled and lifted his face, carefully disentangling his hair from Peter 1's grip. "Gotta let go bud."

One finally let go of his hair. While he took a moment to catch his breath, Peter 2 smiled. One looked about 10 years younger with his cheeks a vibrant shade of red and his eyes shinning with mirth. The inner child that had to grow up way too fast.

The child that deserved to be a child.

"So," Peter 3 piped up, breaking the reverie, "how would you rate my beard?"

Peter 1 playfully pushed his face. "A shahave!"

Peter 2 wheezed at the expression on Peter 3's face. "Sounds like he's ready for more. What do you say Three?"

"Oh, he needs it after insulting my masterpiece!"

One gulped and giggled nervously. "Uhum . . ."

Two gently stroked his hair. "What do you say bud? Up for one more round?"

"Uhuhum. . ."

"It's up to you."

The youngest paused before giving a small nod.

Three playfully poked his younger brother. "You better believe it'll be a good one after the beard comment."

Instead of a verbal response, One blew a raspberry back at his older brother.

The taller Spiderman couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Hey Three?" Two smirked. "I think your raspberries could use some work."

The taller Spiderman put a hand to his chest. "Me? I'm a much better raspberry giver than you!"

"Well good thing we have the cutest judge right here to tell who is better."

Both brothers turned to the youngest who stared at them with wide eyes. "Uh-oh."

Two leaned down. "Watch how a real raspberry expert does it."

One squealed as a raspberry was blown into his side. "NAHAHA!"

"Pfft! That was weak! Let me show you how it's done!"

The two alternated raspberries back and forth until Peter 1 was in stitches and snorts.

"IHI---I CAHAHANT!"

"Aw. He can't decide."

Two playfully leaned down. "Are you calling a tie?"

One immediately covered his stomach with his arms. "Yehes *hic*! Noho more."

Three ruffled Peter 1's hair. "Fine. We'll settle for a tie."

Peter 1 groaned and covered his eyes. "Yohou guhuys *hic* ahare embarrahassihing."

Two raised an eyebrow. "Funny you should say that."

"Why?"

Two grinned. "You never told us to stop."

One curled up even smaller. "Shush!"

Three plopped next to his brother. "One of these days you'll stop using moody teenager speak and actually say the words thank you."

One groaned and remained hidden.

Meanwhile, Peter 2 eased himself down to lay on One's other side. "And maybe one of these days you'll actually see how adorable you are."

"For now, we'll keep telling you until you believe it."

Both brothers turned to Peter 1 and waited for a response.

Three sat up a little. "One?"

When Peter 2 gently pulled back his brother's hands, their hearts melted. Peter 1 was fast asleep between his two brothers.

Peter 2 gently laid down the youngest's arms back down before dropping a kiss on the youngest's forehead. "Night Pete."

Three placed a kiss on the other side of his forehead. "We love you."

No matter how old Peter 1 got or how many trials he faced, he would always be their adorable baby brother

[binniesthighs]

call me babydoll | reader x chan

a/n: chapter threeeee here it is!!! hehe thank you all for being patient for this update and thank you as always for giving this fic your love!! i start out the first part of this chapter in 3rd person which is a lil different, but i wanted to try it out! hehe i love hearing what ya thought of the chapter too! 😊

Pairing: self insert, female reader x bang chan 

Genre: action, mystery and suspense, fluff, smut, angst 

Tags: (of this part) bodyguard au, secret agent au, royal au, moderndayprince!chan, secretagent!reader, secretagent!jeongin, secretagent!jisung, collegestudent!seungmin, skz side characters, 3rd person for the first section, adventure and mystery, action and peril, plot driven, running out of time, slow-ish burn, growing feelings, sexual tension, explicit language, mentions of food, brief talk of gaining weight while travelling, there’s a few spoilers hidden in this one...can ya find them? ;) 

CWs: blood and other wounds, shooting at a convenience store, thoughts about death and dying when in peril 

Word count: 5.6k 

Parts

ONE | TWO | THREE | FOUR

Two years of pocket change and Seungmin had finally saved up enough money to afford to study abroad. It had nearly taken him life and limb, and he might’ve suffered (1) concussion from a bowl of soup being thrown at his head, but, he had done it. 

With grease stains on his sneakers Seungmin traversed the long and stretching corridor of the airport terminal with his backpack strapped onto him tightly. The air smelled different here. It was fresher than he was used to--coming from a large city center--everything here felt more pristine. Outside of the tall glass windows, airplanes lifted off into the sky like massive metal giants. He couldn’t remember properly, but the last time that he must’ve been on a plane, it likely had been when his mother...

Seungmin shook the dusty and cobwebbed ideas out from his head. 

No more sad thoughts. 

I’m gonna like it here. He thought to himself, then clipped the little buckle to his backpack straps over his chest with a determined huff. 

I’m really going to like it here. 

With his phone in hand, he tried his best to decipher what the signs said above him. Mostly, they looked like a jumbled mess of symbols, but luckily he had spent some time trying to learn the language between shifts and sneaking peeks at his little dictionary under the diner counter. The whole terminal buzzed with a lovely kind of energy, and he was thrilled to get to know it better. The first wonderful thing about travelling abroad was that no one knew who he was, and he could be whoever he wanted. In this new land, no one knew him or anything about the dingy little apartment that he had lived in. No one knew about his less than honorable roommates or the debt that he had put himself under to go to college in the first place. 

I could be a prince for all they know. 

Seungmin liked that idea a lot. 

His stomach grumbled as he passed by food stands, however he hadn’t had the chance yet to change his currency, so he knew that he would have to wait just a minute longer. Seungmin had been assigned a host family by his college, and he hoped like crazy that they would be the kind to cook for him. Seungmin had heard somewhere that kids who go on study abroad gain a ton of weight at first...but he didn’t mind. Where else would he get the chance? 

There had been a host father that had sent him an email a couple weeks ago--that he promptly had to run through Google Translate--who told him that he would meet him outside the main luggage claim area after his flight landed. Seungmin had tried to look up and see if his host family were on social media, but he could find no such profile of theirs. He decided it probably was better that it was a surprise. 

Seungmin lugged his two large suitcases out to the summer air of the new and strange land, and it finally hit him. Standing on the solid ground of another land thousands of miles away from his home, it was really all happening. 

The landscape outside was like that of a movie scene: rolling hills and jagged mountains capped with snow, adorable little homes built into the countryside and tiny cars with horizonal license plates. The sun was warm in the cerulean sky that puffed with perfectly white clouds. On the air, the scent of flowers wafted, and he was certain that there was a lake nearby too--he had researched it. There were old men in their caps with a crook in their back, and ladies with long floral skirts and dresses with Mary Janes. Each of them had smile lines on their faces and under their eyes as if they had all lived lives well lived. There were pretty girls too with slender legs and delicate arms swaddled in light scarves. 

Seungmin wouldn’t have minded getting a girlfriend on this trip. While he kept the fact to himself, Seungmin had never really done anything with a girl before outside of some awkwardly handsy kissing in middle school. Maybe this time around, he would finally get his chance: he had read somewhere that girls often like foreigners. 

“Seung Min! Seung Min?” A man’s voice called. 

The young college student whipped his head around in the direction of the sound, finally finding a middle aged man with salt-and-pepper hair with whiskers of the same color. He had red cheeks and a large nose, and looked a bit like a character from a comic. Seungmin waved back, greeting his new father. When they met, the older man threw him into a large hug with a chuckle. He smelled a bit like Tabaco and old leather. He had a couple missing teeth, but that didn’t lessen his bright smile. 

“English?” Seungmin’s host father asked. 

“Yeah! I can speak English.” He returned with a welcoming grin. 

“I thought it would be good for us to speak English since I don’t know your tongue and you don’t know mine...meet in the middle?” 

“Thank you for coming to get me!” He said, handing the man his suitcases which were just a bit too big for the tiny trunk of the car that looked as if it had come from the 80′s. In the end, they decided to put his bags in the backseat. 

The man beamed with smiling eyes. “Of course...son!” 

Seungmin gave him a little bow, “Heh, thank you.”

“Get in the car! You must be hungry right? Long flight?”

“Oh yes, it was really long.” 

“You will eat well here! Mother knows how to feed well. She will put meat on your bones. She did with me!” He guffawed out with hearty laughter, and Seungmin already knew that he would really like this man. 

“We have a room ready for you back at home, and I will show you tomorrow how to use the buses. Okay?” 

Seungmin nodded with a bit of rose to his cheeks. He found his hand wandering down to his arm which he pinched at lightly--cliché as it was. His host father coughed and the engine sputtered, then they took off away from the sounds of jet engines to the countryside which was scattered with churches with protruding steeples and all kinds of homes with red-orange roofs and perfectly symmetrical windows. Seungmin couldn’t help but keep his eyes glued to the window as they drove on to take in the whole scene. Never had he seen a place so beautiful or magical looking. They drove on past a crystal clear lake that stretched on and on to the base of a mountain appearing to claw at the heavens, and adorned in emerald green pines and other deciduous trees. If it was even possible, he had never seen greener grass in all his life. 

“Beautiful, eh?” His host father said while tuning the radio. 

“It’s amazing.” The young student said in his amazement. “Oh, do you know if there is somewhere I can change my money? I don’t have any of your money yet.” 

“Ah!” The older man said with a wink. “I know of a place. I can take you there first.” 

The radio hummed with a static fuzz as Seungmin’s host father messed with it, skipping over the channels, blurring the music and the talk radio all together. 

Seungmin tried out the best he could to make out the words he knew, but even then he didn’t focus too hard, not when he had all this to take in. 

Mad....crime....joke...violence in the South...drugs...unknown...information...hiding...red... 

“Ah!” His host father called out after changing the channel once more, “I love this song!” He held his chest with an affectionate grasp. “The song of my homeland!” 

Seungmin whipped his attention back, trying to listen to the song that sounded anthem-like, and was sung by what sounded like several men harmonizing. Seungmin tried to focus on the melody--it was nothing like he head heard before. It sounded very...honorable. 

The small car whipped up to what looked to be a gas station on the edge of the town with one single pump and a little convenience store attached to it. In the window he read the yellow and black sign saying Currency Exchange. 

“This is what you need?” 

Seungmin nodded in his thanks then stretched his legs out once he exited, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “Are you coming too?” 

The older man shook his head and took out a pack of cigarettes. “I’ll gas the car, you go in.” 

The young man gave his host father one more nod, then set fourth inhaling the immaculate summer air into his lungs. It was as if the very oxygen there held the vitality of life; he almost felt bad wasting it on himself. 

The door swung open with the tiny tinkling of bells and he entered to the smell of cured meats hanging on hooks along side the dry scent of the refrigerators holding their display of soft drinks with labels that he had never seen before. He chuckled a little seeing the giant slab of meat with twine hanging from the ceiling as such. 

“Free sample?” The attendant said while he picked his teeth with a toothpick. “Foreigner?” He added after looking Seungmin up and down. 

“Yes, and no thank you. But, can I exchange my currency here?” 

The unamused man nodded in the direction of the little kiosk in the corner of the shop. He went back to reading his tabloid where he slumped in a stool surrounded by an assortment of candy and cookies. 

Seungmin picked his mother tongue first on the little screen, robotic and green, thankful to see Korean for the first time in this new place. He navigated to the options screen. Behind him, the little bells tinkled to the shop door again, followed by the sound of the attendant scrambling out of his stool, metal legs scraping the floor. 

The student turned his head around in the commotion, taking in four very strange looking customers. Firstly, they were all covered in blood in one way or another, and each of them wore clothes--pajamas from the looks of it--which were shredded, torn, and blackened by something that might’ve been soot. Three men and one woman, and they all had a bit of a crazed look to their eyes. Clearly, none of them cared that they had walked into the store looking as such. 

Seungmin pressed his body to the corner of the shop, as if this could make him invisible. The attendant cowered behind the counter with a series of scared sounding whimpers. 

“Wh-what do you want?” He asked in his native tongue with quaking breaths. 

One of the men in the group wearing a flannel with chocolate brown hair threw open one of the fridges, took out a water bottle, cracked it open, then greedily slugged the liquid down his throat. 

“Pay the man, Fox.” He said to a man with pure white hair and shattered glasses. 

The man with white hair and glasses nodded, digging through his pockets. The man with the flannel then proceeded to revenge the place, opening up snacks and shoving the cheesy dust into his mouth with gluttonous moans and crunching loudly with an open mouth. Had he not been doing something as unsavory as such, Seungmin thought that he was pretty handsome, and somewhat familiar. The other three simply stood and watched as he did so calmly, and surveyed the shelves themselves after a moment. 

The attendant clocked Seungmin with fearful and confused eyes and Seungmin truly didn’t know what to do besides melt into the corner with the currency exchange kiosk. 

A man in running clothes ran a hand through his deep brown hair, then turned to grab several first-aid supplies in his hand. Seungmin noticed that he had a horrible gash over his eye that crusted and bled into the white of his sclera. The woman approached the attendant with arms crossed over her thin camisole that was stained a number of different colors which Seungmin didn’t want to identify. He noticed that she was only wearing white socks that were nearly stained green. 

“You do currency exchange right?” She said with a bold kind of confidence. “EGP?” 

The attendant shook in his boots, then pointed a trembling finger at Seungmin. The young man nearly felt his heart stop. The woman had stern eyes that were bagged with exhaustion, but that didn’t make her any less intimating. While she too looked a wreck, there was something about her so cold and threatening that Seungmin felt like crumpling up into a ball. Over it all, she was startlingly beautiful too. 

“Are you done?” She asked him kindly, and Seungmin struggled to get out a feeble “yes.” Of course, he hadn’t actually drawn any money out yet, but this seemed to be the best answer. 

The man in running clothes dumped a large arrangement of goods on the counter with an emotionless expression: coffee drinks, shooters of alcohol, gauze and tape, Band-Aids, anti-bacterial ointment, gum, a couple lighters and toothpaste with four tooth brushes, combs, several bottles of water, sour candy, and, oddly, condoms. 

The man with white hair came behind him to provide the cash to pay, and the attendant rang the odd group up with nervous glances to the man in the flannel who destroyed the store further. That man laughed maniacally as he popped open the plastic packaging to a pastry, then shoved in as of much of it as he could, smearing white cream over his lips. 

“Bee!! You have to try this!! A day driving through the woods and this is fucking fantastic!” He jumped up and down like an ecstatic toddler--but this was a strange juxtaposition to all the blood staining his arms and the fabric of his flannel. 

“Have some decency, Your Highness.” The woman chided, then held out her hand as the bills dispensed from the little machine. 

“Your Highness?” Seungmin muttered, not really understanding why he was still in there in the first place. 

“Fucking scam.” She muttered. “Is this all that you have??” She growled at the attendant. 

“It’s a little thing!! What do you expect??” He stammered with hands thrown in the air as if she had pointed a gun at his head. 

“F, tell Carroll to wire us when we get to Egypt. This’ll barely get us a place to stay.” 

“When I get internet access, sure, I’ll try my best.” The man with white hair said with an edge to his voice, sarcasm clearly giving it a type of bite. He then took to shoving all of their goods into plastic bags since the attendant had been too fearful to do so. He slid a few spare bills onto the countertop. “This is for everything that he ate.”  

“Do you have a bathroom?” The woman demanded, and the shopkeeper nodded, giving one more fearful glance to the college student. 

“Is there somewhere around here to get clothes?” The man with running clothes asked. 

“I-In town, a couple minutes in--” 

Outside of the little store, the sound of tires screeching on cement screamed, and all four of the strangers whipped their heads in the direction. Seungmin jumped too at the sound, and held his backpack to his chest tightly as if it were some kind of safety vest. 

The four strangers gravely exchanged terrified glances before throwing their bodies to the floor without a word. 

“GET DOWN!” The woman screamed, and in milliseconds, the rapid-fire crack of machine gun bullets came shattering the glass of the convenience store. 

Seungmin too threw all of his weight to land on his stomach on the cold linoleum floors and pressed his cheek against it while his ears rang. Tiny shards of glass pricked at his hands, but this adrenaline didn’t even let him feel the pain. He was certain that he must’ve been hyperventilating, because the room had started to spin among the relentless sounds of metal shells hitting the ground and metal shelves being upended from the force. The room filled with the smell of dozen different kinds of foods as packaging was ripped open and food and drink came spilling to the ground. The shopkeeper whimpered out loud prayers in his native tongue while he hid behind the counter. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as three of the strangers whipped out hand guns from their waistbands and knelt down behind the remaining shelves to shoot back at the black van outside. 

Seungmin pinched his arm with eyes shut. 

He wished he hadn’t. 

oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. He bit the words into his lip. 

“Hey kid!” The man with white hair growled at him. “You okay?” 

While the two of them looked nearly to be the same age, this other man with snow white hair seemed to know what he was doing, so Seungmin decided to take the smallest bit of solace in that over the deafening sound of bullets. 

“I-I think so?!” 

“Keep your head down!” He said with gritted teeth, then angled his gun with a squinted eye. 

“Bee??? Bee?” The fourth man with the flannel cried. 

“Head. Down.” She said while firing more shots. 

The room filled with a thin haze, and Seungmin covered his ears with bloody fingers. 

The strangers fired their guns until there was nothing left, then escaped hiding behind the shelves with heaving chests. The young man had curled up into the fetal position, mouth feeling deathly dry with hot tears streaming down his cheeks. 

Seungmin didn’t know that he had gone on this trip for his life to end. 

How fucking cruel fate was. 

His body shook, and he clung to his bag for dear life, waiting for it all to end, and for his time to come. Seungmin would’ve thought that in the moments before he had died, he wanted to think of all the good things that had happened in his life, but, he was disappointed to find that all he could come up with was fear. 

“Did you get a look at him?” One of the strangers yelled on the other side of Seungmin’s muffled ears. 

“NO!” One of them barked back. 

“He was wearing the crest!! The red!!” The woman called out. 

The world was black behind his eyelids, but anything was better than the scene that was actually unfolding before the terrified college student. Soon, the sounds faded, and Seungmin was then really convinced that it had finally happened. This was it. He was even still scared to open his eyes. 

A grip at his arm pulled him up. 

“You okay? They’re gone. You kinda blacked out there for a second.” It was the woman had pulled him up to his feet. 

His head spun seeing the carnage of the destroyed store, and the student became dizzier by the second. 

“I-I think I’m about to black out again--” His knees felt week and his vision blurred. 

“Hey! Hey!” One of the other strangers, the one with the running clothes scooped him back up and gave a light pat to his face. “You’re alright! See?” 

Miraculously, Seungmin really was unscathed. 

“Who-who are you? Who...who the hell were they? What the FUCK was that?” 

The four of them exchanged glances once more, communicating some kind of silent understanding between all of them. 

“What’s your name kid?” The white-haired one said as he put his gun back into his waistband. 

“S-Seungmin?” 

“Ok Seungmin, there’s a lot going on here that you really shouldn’t be aware of, and there's a lot of answers that I can’t give you, I just need to to trust me, alright?” 

“O-okay?” 

Now that the shop was devoid of windows, the summer breeze came blowing into the store--an odd contrast to the mess that was made all over the glass shards and food. 

“You’re safe now. They’ve gone. No one can hurt you.” 

“A-are you sure about that?” 

“We need to get going. I don’t know why the hell they leaved when they had us cornered, but we can’t be here for long.” The man in running clothes said with a tentative bite to his lip. 

The woman nodded. “You’re right Two.”

“What do we do with him though?” The man supposedly named Two said, motioning to Seungmin. 

“D-do?” His eyes widened to frightful full moons. “D-do????” 

“We take him with?” The man in the flannel suggested and shrugged. 

The woman rolled her eyes. “You don’t call the shots on stuff like this, Your Highness.” 

“H-Highness? What??” Seungmin blabbered. 

The man with white hair snatched the young student’s bag from his hands. “You got a laptop in that bag of yours?” 

“--H-HEY!” 

He man pulled out Seungmin’s dismal Chromebook that he had also saved several months for. 

“Hm. This will do.” 

“I guess we don’t have any other choice...” The woman rolled her eyes. “Introductions later. They could be coming back.” 

“Hey, HEY!” The shopkeeper yelled, then rose from his hiding place to look in despair at his destroyed shop, and his aging cured meat slab stuck with bullet holes on the floor. 

“We’ll take care of it all. We apologize.” The man in the flannel bowed deeply. 

Sunlight stung Seungmin’s strained eyes, and he realized that he had completely forgotten about his host father in his little car from the 80′s. To his surprise, the little car was nowhere to be seen. 

“M-my dad??” He said under his breath, also realizing that all of his belongings had gone with the man too. All he now had left to his name was his passport, a spare set of clothes, his laptop, and a couple school journals. 

“Get in.” The man named Two said while throwing open the door, but then gave him squinted wink. “Been to Egypt before?” 

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“This mission is fucked.” Jeongin muttered to you, voice echoing slightly in the cobblestone alley. 

“Yeah, it certainly seems like it.” 

You fiddled with you new blouse. It was two times as itchy as you had expected and two times as expensive, but you had been desperate. With all of the spare supplies destroyed in the bombing, you and your partner had found yourselves hopelessly empty handed. 

“Carroll is gonna have our asses. Fuck...” Jeongin slicked a hand through his hair with a bandaged arm. “We can’t take that kid to Egypt with us!! We already have to be on high alert for the prince...and now this??” 

Your partner threw his head back incredulously against the brick wall, then stopped to watch the rest of the group sitting outside of the café and garnering odd glances from passerby's. 

“Well what the hell else to do we do??” 

Jeongin shrugged, then looking to the side shamefully. “You...know what the protocol is. We can’t stay here to watch over him until someone from the agency comes...and, we’re running out of time...White Rabbit is waiting for our correspondence..” 

“Absolutely not.” 

The poor young kid, naïve as he was, you couldn’t but help but feel bad for him. Not only was he all alone out there as he had explained, it appeared as if his host father had made off with all of his things too. It was hard to not pity the kid. 

“Y/n, you know that he’ll only drag us down. If we take him with, his life becomes our problem. If he dies, we’ll have to answer to whoever his family is and we both know that could get messy. We already have a mission: get the intel, then get the prince home. Not take that kid along with us for the joyride.” 

“You’re forgetting that they’ve seen him with us now. He’s associated with us. If we leave him in the dust, there’s gonna be an innocent kid dead in a foreign land, and it’ll be our fault for letting that happen. Do you want that to happen?” 

Your partner sucked at his teeth in thought for a moment, then groaned out. 

“I really fucking hate this babysitting thing.” 

“It’s the three of us and the two of them. The odds are still pretty much in our favor.” 

“It’s still dangerous odds.” Jeongin threw his hands onto his hips, then paced the length of the alley for a small stretch. “As of now, you’re assigned to the prince. Forget about the kid, Two and I will worry about him. The prince is the priority. If shit hits the fan, don’t even think twice, take the prince and get out. Okay? You should never leave his side.” 

You nodded in agreement, feeling a sneaky sense of pride. After all of the chaos and the uncertainty, Jeongin was really coming into his own. 

From the little patio where the others were, it looked as if Chan and Seungmin were getting a long swimmingly. You assumed that it had something to do with shared trauma. Weirdly, Chan had taken to the young man like a bit of a pet. Knowing all that the prince was going through, it made sense...perhaps this also could’ve explained why he had kissed you more than once. Anyone in his position would’ve acted as frantic as such--at least, this was what you had convinced yourself. 

Two sat with the two men wearing thick black sunglasses to hide his gnarly eye wound, sipping espresso. Jeongin started walking back towards the group when you grabbed at his arm. 

“--Wait, I need to talk to you about one more thing?” 

Your partner’s rather gaudy Hawaiian-themed shirt flapped in the breeze. “What’s that?” 

You drew him in closer. “What do you make of Two? He doesn’t strike you as suspicious?” 

“Suspicious? Why?” 

“I-I don’t know...it’s just a feeling that I’m getting. We know next to nothing about him--” 

“--But isn’t that how this goes? We’re not supposed to know things about each other? That’s the point? He’s stuck with us this far...and...” 

A couple passed by the two of you with linked arms, and Jeongin stopped his thought out of distrust of the two of them listening in. 

His voice lowered even further, “If Carroll trusts him, so should we.” The young man nodded, then patted your scratched shoulder. You winced, and he quickly apologized. “It’s...fine that you’re suspicious. Its best for us to be, you know?” 

“Expect the unexpected?” 

Your partner dished out a little eyeroll, “Yeah. Something like that.” 

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It was as if His Royal Highness Prince Chan had never seen the inside of a public airport before. Everything was just so novel to him, and he gasped out at all the little trinkets and tchotchkes. 

As excited as he was, he still tried his best to keep a solid composure under his disguise: a cap, a hoodie, and thick framed sunglasses. The royal didn’t look the most non-descript, but you figured that it was better than nothing. 

The young kid sulked seeing the inside of the airport once more, as he had claimed that he had just left from there. You still didn’t know what to make of him all the way, but at least you could tell that he had a good heart. While in the car he told you and your companions how he had saved up all this money to travel, studied the language and arranged to go to school here too. While all of his plans had been thwarted, at least the kid was still getting to travel...with a price on his head...but still...he was getting to travel. 

Now that Jeongin had been able to contact HQ thanks to the kid’s computer, everything was arranged. Flight tickets, sleeping arrangements, supplies and Bun even knew that you were on your way. You had little desire to see that man considering how you had heard that he was one to live up to his eccentric reputation, but there was little other choice. Jeongin’s words ran through and through your head, “If Carroll trusts him, so should we.” 

Over it all, it was the prince who had worried you most. He was out in the open, and undoubtedly whoever those bastards were with the red crests would be close on your tail. Your neck strained with a pain that only seemed to grow stronger with every corner that you turned to ensure that no one was there. While the handsome prince liked to joke about how his life was on your hands, it was much more serious than that. 

You had seen the fear in his eyes that night--it was so tangible that you could practically hold in your hands. He was a man terrified of death, and he knew that he had little control over it. You had control over it, but you knew that you could only stretch yourself so far. 

Your group of five neared your gate in the international terminal lined with several dozen different kinds of multi-colored flags. You situated yourself between Two and the Prince on one of the thin teal chairs with flattened cushions. Chan tapped his hands on this knees impatiently as he inspected the place. 

“Kind of exciting isn’t it?” He said with a tiny grin. 

“What?” You moved to look at him with his obscured features. “Exciting?” 

“Yeah, you know, travelling together. It kind of feels like an adventure. I mean, they’ve got a gun to our heads, but at least we’re together right?” 

You scoffed, simply amused at how he had taken the severity out of the situation. It was clear that this prince knew little about the concept of perspective. 

“I’m not following.” 

“I get that...we need to be careful, but who said that we can’t, say, enjoy the journey?” 

“You’re saying that you want us to have fun while we’re running for our lives?” 

The prince smiled. “You know that I like having fun. That and...I’m just trying to be optimistic.” Under his cap, he slicked his brown strands back. “The three of you seem to be so tense all the time. Obviously, that can’t be good for your health--” 

You cracked out with laughter. “You’re being ludicrous, Your Highness. We have to be on high alert at all times--” 

“I said, that you could call me Chan, remember?” He rather languidly spread out his legs in his seat, removing his glasses for moment. “How about, when we go to Egypt, I take you out somewhere nice to eat? We can relax, talk, get to know eachother more--” 

You raised your hand up to silence him. “--If this is just a ploy to get me alone, I politely rescind the offer. Here I was thinking that you were concerned about all three of us...” 

“--I am!” Chan quickly piped, “I-I’ll take you all out for dinner! But...but...you’ll have to allow me to take you out for drink then. Just the two of us. I still hold to my word of wanting to get to know you.” 

The prince’s face was puffed and bloated, and scraped with little pink and red cuts, but nothing stopped him from pulling out his signature charming and persuasive grin. 

“Try to kiss me again, and I won’t hesitate. You might be royalty but I don’t ca--” 

“--Hmmm no promises.” Chan then cut in, his grin turned even more indulgent while you watched him inspect your frame in that god-awful scratchy blouse. 

Next to you, Two let out a particularly amused sounding scoff of a laugh. 

“Forward as ever, Your Highness.” Jeongin deadpanned, then buried his nose in his coffee and newspaper once again. He hadn’t gotten to finish doing so earlier. 

Seungmin, the young student stifled his own laughter which then gradually got louder and louder. “I can’t fucking believe this. Me. Kim Seungmin, the most normal-ass person in the whole world with you four: a fucking prince, secret agents...and now we’re going to Egypt??? Egypt???” 

“Why does that sound like the set up to a shitty joke?” Two popped a bubble he had blown with the gum from the convenience store. Turns out he actually had a bit of a “gum habit” as he called it. 

“Settle down kid.” Jeongin said without his eyes leaving his paper. “You’ll make a scene.” 

The prince yawned, sliding his sunglasses back on. 

“I never really did end up getting as much sleep as I would’ve liked.” If you could’ve seen his eyes, you would’ve then seen him eye your shoulder. “May I?” he politely asked. 

Rather than giving him an answer, you rolled your head around as if to say do I need to? 

Chan let out a happy little hum after resting his head on your shoulder, nuzzling in slightly. 

You met your partner’s side eye, and he repeated for you, I really fucking hate this babysitting thing. 

“Thank you Bee.” Chan softly muttered, almost too quiet for you to hear. “I really do owe you everything.” He was careful at first, but he reached out his hand to rest it atop of yours. While the action made you twitch at first, you remembered how the same action had calmed him in the van when you had escaped the gala. 

You told yourself that you were just being nice. 

The young kid pulled out a journal from his backpack and started scribbling something, Two popped a bubble, snapping it on his unnaturally white teeth, and Jeongin sipped at his coffee. 

This really was the set up to a shitty joke. 

A woman cleared her throat over the intercom and announced, Flight C1180 to Cairo will be boarding in one hour. Thank you for flying with us today. 

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Bunch of (Ro)ses! 

@minaamhh @dazzlehoseok @synnocence @jjewibeans @hyunsluvv @unexceptional-h @bobawithchaitea @lechanters @sailorhyunjinz @silencefavarchive @eunaeiekim @lunarskzzz

[onetwosevensquad]

700 Years Promise Part Three

Summary: Wonwoo, an army captain, was sent to kill Y/n, the illegitimate child of the king that no one knows about. What happens when the promise to complete that mission goes too far?

Warnings: none really

Rose: part threeeee!!! Also I know I already said but thank you for 200 followers. Also thank you for so much interest in this series.

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“I’m so sor-“ you said backing up, stopping mid sentence. You had looked up to see who you had bumped into, the sight making your blood run cold.

There, looking down at you with an equal amount of terror, was Captain Jeon Wonwoo.

Of all days, today had to be the day you bumped into each other. The universe had 700 years to pick a day, and today was the one.

You and Wonwoo stared at each other in shock. It’s been a little while since you’ve last seen each other, and yet you both looked exactly the same.

Neither of you spoke as you backed up. You were having flashbacks to backing up over that ledge, thanking everything that there was solid ground behind you.

Just as Wonwoo opened his mouth to speak, you took off. You ran as fast as you could but you could still hear Wonwoo’s foot steps behind you.

You remembered the promise that you made to each other all those years ago. That when he saw you, in another life time, he could kill you. But you weren’t ready to cash in that promise just yet.

Of course you’ve lived a long good life, leaving behind a good legacy. But you had a family. You didn’t want to leave them just yet.

You continued to run, the cold night air burning your lungs. You still could hear Wonwoo behind you, a bit closer now. You took a sharp turn hoping to loose him.

With no such luck, you continued to sprint and full speed. Your legs were getting tired but you weren’t about to stop. You could still hear Wonwoo behind you, gaining quickly.

You tuned again and then again. You found yourself in a dark alley, the smell overwhelming. You ran to the other end of the ally and got back out onto the street. You looked around and saw an all night diner.

You dashed inside, confusing the hell out of the waitstaff. You asked the hostess where the restroom was and she pointed to the back. Thanking her, you quickly walked to the back and into the bathroom.

You slammed the door and locked it, leaning against the cool wood. You wheezed heavily trying to catch your breath. Placing a hand on your racing heart and closing your eyes, you finally calmed down a little.

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Wonwoo ran and ran, trying to catch up to Y/n. She was a lot faster than he remembered, especially at her age. He really wished that he had gotten to speak before she ran.

All he wanted was to talk. Sure, he had plans to carry out his mission. But still it’s been a while since he last saw Y/n, he at least wanted to know how she was doing.

Wonwoo was keeping up with Y/n for a while, but lost her once she turned down an alley. He stopped at the mouth of the alley, hunched over trying to catch his breath.

He rose again, sighing, realizing he lost Y/n. Putting his hands in his coat pockets, he started his walk home, thinking about how to get to her.

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[novelconcepts]

How far are you on the Fake Dating fic? I've seen in your posts that you were 1/3rd of the way and then 2/3rds and recently 3/4ths

I have probably threeeee ish more scenes to write. Four. Somewhere in there. All goes well, I should be finished by tomorrow.

[haknew]

ah, thank you for sharing them 🥺 yeah i agree with you, at first i was considering not getting it since i wasn’t really a huge stan at the time, like i liked hak from pd101, and i swore to support him after he didn’t make it to final lineup. then kevin was the most relatable guy ever and i loved seeing his vids too + his talent?? like bro can not only dance and sing and do stuff like other stars but is so good at art?? i love his style; for fonts i adore it! it’s not like i don’t have the money, not super rich or whatever but i have a good about of saving from allowances and those lovely envelopes when i met family at special occasions but i’d rather invest it somewhere much more useful to me (practically speaking!) as for cobie, at the time i pulled him i was neutral about every other tbz member so i was just happy getting anyone! but in reveal era i got invested into them a lot more, and since i bias him now too i’m satisfied i pulled him back then hehe the customised ones look so so pretty i can get why you’d love to have them somewhere you can see clearly! also that little letter for hak on his bday 💞 it’s so well done and even though i don’t vibe much with these kind of journals/edits i really, really love this one! i feel like you’ve got so much kevin lol it’s good to see you kept such good care of them all, and no problem if they’re not aesthetic photos, i asked and you delivered which is what matters! i loved reading your thoughts and thank you for reminding me that being a fan doesn’t = having countless albums and pcs! i myself am someone who can write a whole story’s length when talking to people about things i’m passionate for so you’re good haha thank you once again, it was really nice seeing what you have and what you have to say about it all! i hope you have more opportunities to collect some stuff in the future if you’d still be doing it, otherwise like you said, a hobby should remain a hobby and not transform into a chore! so if you’re going to stop then you’re still no less of a haknewkevtbz stan❣️hope you’re having/will have a splendid day!

my reply is so long again i’m so sorry lmao under the cut for everyone’s sake jkdhdkfj 

i get that ;;;; i think for the longest time i didn’t want to buy albums, and that’s perfectly fine ! it really depends on the person ! in a practical sense it might not be the best spending decision if you’re not going to use the album etc. ^^ i think i eventually ended up doing so bc for me ? at least i tie albums / songs to memories or feelings in my life so having a physical ? copy of it is kind of like a souvenir of that time ^^ a sort of memory keeper :p kinda cheesy of me but it’s also why i’m having issues when it comes to thinking about selling anything >.< but yea it was just to have smth and support my favs :] so i get it ! you’re super valid ! and yea >.< that’s fair too :o if you don’t have too many extra funds makes sense you’d want to spend it on stuff you reeeeeally really want / need ! (also special envelopes ? o.o like red envelopes ?) also yes yes hakkev deserve the world :’)) that worked out so nicely for you tho then :o ! very glad you got to pull your bias ^~^ deserve cobi best bb u.u he is very precious ! 

andddd yea :o i h8 the idea of my pcs just collecting dust in my binder hhh ;;; so i try my best to put some on display ! makes me happie to see ^^ and ahhhh ! that journal spread ! i have a lil aes ig account where i post pics and i made that spread for haknyeon day to post (and tbh ! i suck at journal spreads and that was my first legitimate one ? and i think it turned out okay so i was very happy with it) ! it’s just a short letter haha :p i have too many stationery things from impulse purchases so it’s good to use it for something fun like that ^u^ 

djfhskjfhg okay in my defense ... i think i’ve pulled ... 5 ?!? kevin pcs from my albums T^T WHICH IS CRAZY bc i bias the guy fgdskjfhg h8 it here (but not really i love him for that ...) yea in my no air albums i pulled his pc and film and in dreamlike i pulled his day pc and in my chase albums i pulled threeeee of his pcs </3 truly he is obsessed x.x jdkfdj no but ! i think it’s bc of that ;;;; and i actually believe i have one more hak pc than kev pcs ;;;; but idk haven’t counted them HAHA so yea ;;;; i got really lucky and kev l*ves me or smth ;;;;; they are v precious to me :D so yea i try my best to keep them safe ^^ there’s a lot of collectors on yt that make videos about the best way to keep pcs so i’ve seen a lot of those too :o !

but yea this turned out super long again i’m sorry T-T ! glad you enjoyed reading that mess tho ;-;/ thank you for doing so ! but yea my attitude towards stanning is just ;;;; everyone has their own styles if you don’t want to buy albums you don’t have to ! it doesn’t make you any less of a fan nor does it mean you love / support them any less ! it’s just you support them in your own way ! and so people who do spend a bunch of money to get everything ? they’re valid ! and people who don’t ? they’re also still valid ^~^ ! hobbies are just that so u.u and thenk you thenk you T-T ! i think i’m in essence done (minus one chanhee pc i want lol) so we’ll see what the future brings haha :p i hope you have a wonderful week too ! <3 

[basiate-culos-meos]

For the ask meme: 4, 12, 28, 39, 69, 87, & 99! :D

That was quick! And I only sent you threeeee like a slacker. :(

4. Last time I cried: It was actually today. I was having a ~*moment*~ while walking the dog. I’m a new teacher in a new job, handling an overload of work and more piling in and deadlines and extra work because the IB are fucking dicks. So I had a little weep because I feel so overwhelmed. And then, I got back home and graded six papers because it needs to be done.

12. Ideas for a perfect date: I’m a simple person with simple tastes. Dinner and a film is classic, so long as it’s joined with exciting conversation. But honestly, the most touching date is probably a homemade dinner and a sit-down with a favourite show/film or a fun gaming session? Just chill and fun, someone doing something nice for someone else, enjoying company.

28. Favourite ice cream: I’m a slut for pistachio. Combine it with chocolate, and I’m done.

39. Have you ever gotten in a car with people you’ve just met? I have! With you! And another person I knew online and met for the first time in a Floridian airport. Otherwise, the other times I’ve gotten into a car with people I just met, I’m usually accompanied by a friend.

69. Have you ever witnessed a crime? My dad’s taste in hats. But for a more serious answer, not really? I accidentally stole something as a kid once, but I haven’t seen anything illegal.

87. Have you ever sat on a rooftop? I have, but not for anything cute. Usually for roof maintenance. Dad sends me up on the roof because I have a better recovery chance if I fall. ;)

99. Have you ever met someone who didn't seem real? I met Karl Urban when I was going to a Dredd 3D pre-premiere in Auckland. He took my ticket, and to this day, I wonder if I hallucinated it.

[mrs-hollandstan]

Hey can we get a part 2 to the blurb where toms kids don’t recognize him with the buzz cut? Love your writing!

Part threeeee. Thank you to @nadine-sa3ied for the original part whom I named the new baby after. ;)

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"You gonna help the doctor see baby?" Tom asks Nathan who walks around the room curiously. He nods, walking towards his father and twin, climbing up to sit on Tom's other knee. Tom looks up at you, smiling softly when he catches you staring at your three boys, Tom looking exhausted as he holds your oldest babies.

His break was much needed, but he definitely didn't plan on sitting around for it. You were figuring out if you were having a boy or a girl while he was home and as much as he denied being excited or dejected if he did or didn't get a baby girl, he was antsy which you thought was adorable.

"I was thinking we could name her Nadine. It's a really pretty name. And it means hope in French so..." You try and qualify to your husband who smiles at the nervous ramble. He nods with a chuckle,

"I like it. Nadine... Louise? I like Louise. And they're cute together." He justifies,

"Nadine Louise Holland. I love it." You tell him. He smiles, taking your hand when you reach out,

"And if we have a boy?" He asks. running his thumb over your knuckles. You open your mouth, but a doctor enters, greeting your family before you can finish your conversation.

Before too long, your appointment is finished and you and Tom have a sealed envelope with the gender of your baby inside. It isn't that you wanted a reveal or anything, but you wanted to be able to celebrate in your own private way, giddily driving home hand in hand. Once you free Nathan and Tristan from their car seats and let them into your house, you and Tom gather in the dining room, Tom leaning over you, hands on your hips as you open the envelope, sliding the contents out onto the table.

You both lean in, his hand instinctively running up your back as you look over the sonograms and paperwork, the both of you able to identify the, "it's a girl!" writing across a picture of your baby girl's spread legs. You choke out a cry, turning to look at Tom as tears rush to your eyes, his own watering as he turns to you,

"Its a girl." He repeats. Yoh nod, throwing yourself into his arms. He wraps his arms around your body, holding you close,

"Oh my god." He mutters, giving you an involuntary squeeze. You cry into him,

"I am so in love with you. We make beautiful babies and you work your ass off but your family means so much to you and I can't imagine life any different. I love you so fucking much." You tell Tom, playing with the prickly skin of his neck you've never seen before. He sniffles,

"I love you so much more. Without you, I wouldn't have my beautiful babies. I wouldn't have the support and love and strive to do the things I need to do for my career. I work for you and the boys and this," he kneels, pulling your shirt up to reveal the small bump starting to form, "this beautiful baby girl. I love all four of you more than life itself and I refuse to imagine my life without any of you." He rants. You sniffle back, placing your hand atop his head until the boys come rushing in,

"What doing daddy?" Nathan asks, approaching Tom kneeled before you. He smiles, holding his arms out,

"You're getting a baby sister Nate." Tristan cheers, Nathan following suit before Tom joins in, you giggling at the three as Tom gathers them up, sitting cross legged on the floor and taking the boys in his lap, laying his head against theirs,

"Love my little family." He mutters. Nathan reaches up to pat Tom's cheek,

"We love you too daddy." He says cheerfully, Tom smiling and kissing him, glancing up when you sit before them, leaning in to join the cuddle. And Tom's heart swells at the family he helped create that continues to grow.