#i just think it was cute how he'd hold his staff that way...

[simpforsolas]

my pettiest veilguard complaint is that solas never got to hold his staff like a wise mentor wizard character and use it as a walking stick :(((

[acey-wacey]

Jealous of Their Tsum

Feat. Deuce, Azul, Jade

A/n: In honor of tsumderland 2!!! (though it took me the entire event to write it). Kalim, Rook and Lilia in the future if there is demand

♠️ Deuce Space ♠️

He gets along with his tsum though it's quite the troublemaker sometimes.

It doesn't have the same honor student drive that he does.

Though sometimes it gets into mischief, it's lack of proper inhibitions also make it bolder when it comes to you.

Deuce has had a crush on you for the longest time and never said a word because he was too scared.

His tsum however is not at all scared and has no problem launching into your arms.

You were initially startled by the little plushie that threw itself at you but once you realized it was Deuce's tsum, you giggled and let it bounce up to your shoulders.

It nuzzled the side of your face and you patted it's head affectionately.

Deuce --who had been running after the tsum to keep it from causing too much mayhem -- stopped short when he saw you cuddling with the little creature that looked so much like him.

"You're just a little sweetheart, aren't you?" You cooed at the tsum, squeezing it in your arms and holding it close to your chest.

Deuce couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the affection you showed the tsum.

Why didn't you ever hug him like that? What did Deuce-tsum do to deserve your cuddles?

"You are just so cute," you said as you pinched the tsum's little cheeks. The plushy bounced with happiness. "Almost as cute as the real Deuce!"

Deuce's eyes widened when he heard you.

You thought he was... cute? Cuter than the tsum even?

His jealousy was replaced with swelling pride.

He smiled to himself, knowing you weren't aware of his presence.

Maybe his dreams of confessing weren't so hopeless after all.

...

🐙 Azul Ashengrotto 🐙

His tsum had mostly been helping out at the Mostro Lounge, being cute and attracting customers.

Azul knew how good the adorable little plush was for business but he never expected to see you drawn to the crowds.

"What brings you to the Lounge on this fine day, dearest prefect?" Azul asked you with his signature charming smile.

"Everyone's been talking about the tsum that's working. He's just so cute!" you responded enthusiastically, looking to where Azul-tsum was filling up a customer's water glass.

Azul's perfect smile faltered for just a second, not long enough for you to notice.

"So even you can be tempted by our most adorable new staff member?"

"Seems so," you shrugged with a smile.

"I'll ensure it is sent to your table then," Azul smiled before turning away.

He secretly scowled at the tsum before walking back to his post.

He didn't hear you mutter "I can think of a more adorable staff member" before he left.

A few minutes later, there was a bit of a commotion in the dining area.

"What's going on?" Azul asked Jade when he saw the franticness buzzing around your table.

"It appears the tsum has attacked a patron," Jade said, though his smile was much too sly for that kind of news.

Azul was much too startled to notice the eel's ulterior motives.

He pushed his way through the crowd to find your table.

"I am terribly sorry about any violent behavior by our resident tsum. If anyone has been attacked in any way, I assure you, you will be reimbursed..."

You interrupted Azul before he could finish.

"Nonsense! I wasn't attacked so much as glomped by this little cutie!"

Azul couldn't tell if he was more startled by the attack accusations or the fact that his tsum was nuzzling itself into your chest. And you were cuddling it back?

Azul found himself becoming increasingly worried that his tsum shared the same feelings he had for you.

What if you discovered that he liked you because of his tsum? You would probably hate him and then he'd never see you again and all because of that stupid ball of stuffing!

First it was going to steal his job, then his crush. Sooner or later, Jade and Floyd would completely replace him with the thing!

Azul collected himself enough to take a deep breath and offer you a hand.

"My deepest apologies for this unprofessionalism. May I offer you a VIP seat while I get everything sorted with our clingy little waiter?"

You smiled and took Azul's hand holding the tsum against your shoulder with the other.

"I'm really not bothered but I'll never say no to a better seat."

While Azul walked you to your new booth, he put on a customer service smile just for you.

"Say, Y/N, you seem to enjoy cuddling with the little tsum quite a bit."

"Can't deny that," you chuckled and squeezed the puffball tighter. It wiggles its stubby arms with joy. "I've grown fond of the little fellow."

Azul's eyes narrowed slyly.

"I have a proposition for you, Y/N. You may cuddle my tsum as much as you like, with a few conditions of course."

"Of course," you repeated with a roll of your eyes.

"I don't even ask much of you," Azul continued as he summoned a contract with his magic. "Just sign on the dotted line and the tsum is practically yours."

You narrowed your eyes at the fine print before chuckling.

"For every cuddle Azul-tsum receives, twice as many must be returned to the original Azul," you read aloud with a smirk on your face.

"A tempting offer, is it not, prefect?"

You smiled and set the tsum down on a nearby table much to its dismay.

Before Azul could react, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight embrace.

"Very tempting indeed."

🍄 Jade Leech 🍄

You were walking peacefully back to Ramshackle from your afternoon classes when you tripped over something soft in the road.

You spit the dirt out of your mouth and looked up to see a mini Jade hopping around on the road.

You sighed and stood up, dusting off your uniform.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you, you little schemer?"

The tsum stopped its gleeful hopping to wink at you.

You laughed and squatted down to be roughly eye level with the plush.

"Well don't think you can indebt me to you. I'm a lot bigger than you after all," you said before realizing the irony. "Huh, that's funny, it's usually the other way around with Jade."

You continued on your way home but noticed the tsum still bouncing after you.

"What? Did Jade send you to collect a payment?"

The tsum shook its head, or at least it would have if it had a head. More like it just shook its whole body.

"Do you need something?"

Another shake.

"Are you gonna follow me all the way home?"

An enthusiastic nod.

"Just like the normal Jade. Can never take no for an answer."

You sighed and held out your hands to the tsum.

"Come on, let's get going. I can't have you tracking dirty stub prints all over my shiny nice desecrated wood floors."

The Jade-tsum hopped eagerly into your hands.

Before too long, it started to rain.

You groaned and looked at the little tsum in your hands.

"Guess we gotta make a run for it, eh, Jade-tsum?"

The tsum bounced in excitement.

You held it close to your chest and made a break down the dirt road to your dorm.

By the time you made it back, the tsum was stuck to you like glue.

"Come on, little Jade, I'm all wet and muddy, I need to take a shower!"

The tsum stayed stuck to your shirt no matter how much you tugged at it.

"Guess this is my life now."

After your fourth lap around the dorm, trying to dry off with a plushie attached to you, you got a phone call from the Jade's cell.

"Y/N," you answered tiredly.

"How fortuitous I was able to reach you, prefect," you heard Jade's easily distinguishable voice from the other line. "Would you have happened to see my little lookalike anywhere? I'm afraid it's gotten away from me and it's much too difficult to search in the rain."

"Yeah, actually. It's kind of attached to me."

"Attached, you say?" Jade's voice perked up with interest. "Whatever do you mean?"

"I mean literally attached. It latched onto me like Velcro and I can't get it off for the life of me which is quite inconvenient."

You heard Jade chuckle.

"That does sound quite characteristic for a version of me," he mused, making you wonder what the implications of that statement were. "I shall be right over to remove it."

About 20 seconds after he hung up, you heard a knock on your door.

"That was quick," you said as you got up to open the door.

Jade was standing in your doorway, soaking wet with a sneaky smile on his lips.

"How did you get here so fast?"

"Oh, I was already on the way."

You laughed as you stepped aside to let Jade in the door. As per his usual polite self, he took off his muddy shoes before following you to the dying room (it's in such poor shape you don't bother calling it a living room).

"Why'd you call ahead if you were already coming?"

"It is polite to give warning of one's arrival, is it not?" Jade cocked his head in fake innocence. "I would never wish to be unexpected."

"Jade Leech, you are always unexpected."

He smiled at you rebuff.

"I shall take that as a compliment," he cleared his throat and turned to you. "Now for the matter of our other unexpected guest."

Jade looked at his tsum double who was still firmly snuggled into your chest.

He bent down to look the tsum in the eye and you didn't quite hear what he said to it but from the way it released it's hold on you and scampered off to the couch, you assumed it was a threat.

"Thanks, Jade," you said exasperatedly though you knew there was going to be a catch later.

"I accept your thanks, prefect, but your payment would be much more appreciated."

You sighed and grabbed your wallet from your pocket.

"If you're going to make me work shifts at the Mostro, I would much rather pay you in cold hard madol."

Jade pushed your hands down and looked at you with a dangerous glimmer in his eyes.

"I'm afraid your little leech has not been removed, prefect, only replaced with a larger one."

You backed up as Jade approached you with a sharp toothy grin. Eventually, he backed you up against the couch and you fell over backwards.

"Poor helpless prefect," Jade tutted, looming over you, his dark silhouette outline by the flickering light of your ancient chandelier. "Who would be able to help you if a slimy eel decided to... latch on?"

Your breath caught in your throat as the wind was knocked out of you by a crushing weight on your body.

You waited for Jade to keep squeezing the life out of you but for some reason it never came.

Instead you felt the nuzzle of a much larger head into your neck.

Once you recovered from the shock, you smiled and began stroking Jade's hair.

He growled under your touch.

"Mine."

...

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[interastical]

just had a silly idea....how would they respond to reader asking "would you still love me if I was a worm"...any phighters really 👉👈

`` WOULD YOU STILL LOVE ME IF I

WAS A WORM ? , ,

" ... darlin' ... what? "

SWORD

Considering how socially awkward the guy is, even with you as his partner, he'd still find himself giving you the most confused stare of his life as the question left your mouth.

"What kind of a question is that??"

When your question is left unanswered for a few short moments, you give him a raised brow and cross your arms - a stupid smirk on your face.

He's flustered, the blush on his cheeks beginning to show.

"Of.. of course I would still love you,"

He'd say, after processing your question - and after succumbing to your teasing and playful glances.

MEDKIT

The question doesn't catch the guy off-guard. Medkit knows you, and he knows how often you ask ridiculous questions when things grow silent between the two of you.

When he doesn't answer, yet still feels your gaze locked onto him, he sighs.

"Don't ask such ridiculous questions. You know I love you."

He leans in and gives you a soft kiss on your forehead, letting out a soft, comforting chuckle erupting from your throat.

Your chuckle makes him smile.

VINE STAFF

She hums, thinking over your bizarre question for a small moment. Looking down at the bed of flowers the two of you were just planting, her fingers would brush against the petals of one of the blooming flowers.

"Dear.. the way I wonder how your mind comes up with such silly questions," Vine Staff smiled, slowly and carefully picking the flower off of the bed.

She'd turn to face you, reaching her hand out and placing the beautiful flower onto your head.

"Demon.. worm.. plant.. it wouldn't matter to me." She explained. "You're still my blossom."

SCYTHE

She barks out a laugh that echoes throughout the canyons of Lost Temple - a laugh that you were convinced could be heard for miles.

The desert outlaw wiped a tear from her eye, giving you a playful smirk.

"Darlin'... the things you come up with!"

Scythe strolled towards you, her heels clicking and bringing up small, tiny clouds of desert sand as your posture shifted - instantly becoming flustered up as you felt her reach her robotic, clawed hand under your chin, lifting it up with ease.

"Whatever you are.. it don't matter. You're mine, love. Ain't nothin' gonna change that."

Scythe chuckled at your frozen state, taking the chance to steal a kiss - planting it right on your cheek.

COIL

The two of you were in the midst of a brawl between a bunch of Biografts sent by Subspace to track the two of you down. During the playful banter that you and Coil shared as you both took down the robots with ease, the question came up.

Coil shattered the face of one of the Biografts', before pausing and turning towards you, holding back his laughter.

"Did you just ask if I would love you even if you were a worm?"

You laughed - taking down one of the Biografts attempting to charge towards you, turning your head towards Coil and giving him a wink, sticking your tongue out.

Your intoxicating laughter made the hellhound erupt in laughter as the two of you moved side-by-side to fight together against the incoming group of Biografts.

" Lil' ol' you, a worm? Pshh.. wouldn't stop ya from being cute," Coil grinned sheepishly, sending his own wink your way before rushing ahead towards the small swarm of robots, leaving you stunned for a moment - processing his reply.

With a blush rising to your face, you shook your head, letting out a sheepish chuckle at his goofy behavior, before running after him to lend a hand.

[mattyriddlesbitch]

Professor!Theo x Professor!Reader

Major professor vibes in this pic, but it's so funny to me. He looks ready to scold the class lmaooooo.

Controversial, but I totally see him as a history professor, so I feel like he'd teach History of Magic. My other choice would be potions, but History of Magic just feels right.

I see him as a big flirt, so he definitely flirted with you back when you both were students, and possibly hooked up with him once. I don't see him as the relationship type back when he was a student.

But now that he's an adult and you're also a professor with him, he's started developing more of an interest in you than just sexually. He likes how you are with the students and the other staff. You're sweet.

You definitely remember him back from your time as a student, and it did make you a little awkward around him. You liked him and that didn't exactly change with time, and you remember him as this big playboy type who only really fucked around, so you figured he was probably still the same.

He would definitely still flirt with you when he got the chance, and that didn't exactly help your opinion of him. He would stop you in the halls to chat or wink at you as you passed each other, he'd make sure he could talk to you at dinner and flirt even more.

Now for him, he knew he was being obvious, but he thought you would catch onto his feelings for you and not just assume he was trying to hook up with you. That thought didn't even cross his mind. I mean, of course he thought about sleeping with you, but that wasn't his goal.

The students caught onto his obvious flirting and would harass you two about it, but, in this case, you both refused to answer, saying it's completely professional.

Though, now that they did mention it, you were starting to wonder if his intentions had changed or not back from when you were teens. Was it just sex or did he want something more?

You finally thought "fuck it", if it is just hooking up, at least you can hook up with someone hot, and him also being a professor was convenient.

You started flirting back a little and the first time you did it, he was surprised, but just smiled like an idiot. He wasn't expecting that and it actually made him a little flustered the first time.

After a few weeks of this little flirting, he asked you out and you agreed, figuring it would just end up with hooking up and nothing more.

But he took you out to a cute little restaurant in Hogsmeade and walked around the town with you before dropping you back off at your room with a kiss goodbye, leaving you standing there dumbfounded.

In fact, he asked you out a few more times and would only kiss you and nothing more. It made you ask him one night right after he kissed you and was about to leave.

He shuffled on his feet awkwardly before admitting he actually liked you and wanted to do this thing right. He didn't want to make you think it was just about sex, so he'd been holding off.

That melted your heart and you kissed him again before admitting you liked him too.

He smiled widely and told you he still wants to do this right and take it slow and told you you have the lead of the relationship. You tell him when you're ready for things and he'll follow your lead. He's way too nervous of going too fast and making you feel like you don't mean as much to him as you do.

Once the students find out though, they're teasing you about the "strictly professional" relationship.

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Home Movie ~ KNJ

⤜WORD COUNT: 3.5K

⤜GENRE: fluffy, established relationships, marrying one another, cute, Namjoon being a nervous husband to be, the boys being chaotic 

⤜PAIRING: Namjoon x fem!Reader

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - January 2024

⤜MASTERLIST

Bright lights were burning your eyes so much that you could feel them drying up, how did Namjoon do this all the time? The lights were brutal enough but then there was the added extra heat coming from the cameras in the room, you could have sworn you'd started to sweat some weight off your body.

Your hands were clammy and you did your best to rub them on your jeans and try to shove off the anxiety that was building up but it was hard when there were four cameras on you and a whole room full of people staring you dead in the face. When you'd been told to come to work earlier than usual this morning you hadn't expected to be in a room full of cameras. You instantly worried that HYBE had discovered what you and the boys had done in Vegas but no one knew. Everyone swore to take it to the grave that day until Namjoon could come up with a way to tell his boss.

"Relax, I promise everything will be okay," Namjoon whispered, running his hand over yours causing it to free mid-rub on your thigh and you let out a shaky breath. The whole morning he'd been trying to convince you that they had no idea, that this was probably just a routine they wanted to do with you. With Namjoon at your side, you usually felt as though you could do anything in the world, that nothing was impossible as long as you had him there with you but right now it didn't feel that way.

Sure, he eased off some of the anxiety but it was still there, biting and chewing away at you piece by piece as the interviewer - Brenda - finally sat down across from you with a bright smile. She'd been with the boys for almost two years now, filming everything they were doing as well as interviewing them for the documentary series that they were making. 

"Don't look so nervous, this is just a little interview for the series," She said with a shrug of her shoulders as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"What?" Your voice cracked a little from how dry it was, you hadn't realised how thirsty you were until you went to speak. Why were you suddenly being interviewed for it? The boys were the sole focus of the show and sure staff members were going to be featured but most of their faces were going to be blurred for the most part and none of them had been interviewed. Maybe it was because you'd been with them for so long but you knew staff that had been there from the start that hadn't been interviewed yet. Something felt off about all of this.

"Well, we have to get the inside scoop, Mr Bang, agreed for us to do this." She smiled at you both before getting her papers together and making sure everyone in the room was ready but Namjoon was frowning now.

At first, he thought it was going to be a routine shoot, that they would ask you about your time with the boys - since they'd all mentioned you so much in their own interviews - but now something was chewing inside of him letting him know that something about this wasn't normal.

"To what are you referring?" Namjoon arched an eyebrow, holding your hand and putting a stop to your leg that was now bouncing up and down on the spot. The air turned thick as Brenda turned to you both with a pleasant grin on her face, 

"Your marriage." And just like that your heart throbbed against your chest and she giggled a little at the shocked expression that you and Namjoon were showing. 

"Tell us everything that wasn't recorded, who's idea was it?" Brenda questioned as the cameras started to roll and all you could think about was all of the different ways you were going to kill Jungkook for filming the wedding in the first place.

"You want to do what?" Seokjin stared at his leader in complete and utter shock. Namjoon was normally the one who was usually level-headed, the rule follower in everything but this came as a shock to everyone. You giggled from beside Namjoon, buzzing with excitement as you bounced a little on the spot, just rocking back and forth from your heel to the ball of your feet.

"We're going to elope," Namjoon told them all again. When Namjoon first suggested the idea you'd been unsure about it, you'd been engaged for almost a year though and you knew that no matter how much you planned nothing was ever going to get done until you just did it. And being in Vegas was the perfect opportunity, there was no one to stop you - besides the guards but the boys knew how to slip them after years of being together with them.

"In the middle of the night? Is yn pregnant?" Seokjin questioned, giving you a small glance and smiling weakly, he knew the two of you wanted to get married but in Vegas? It all seemed too sudden, and he worried that there was something wrong, were you both just rushing because you were merely sick of waiting or was there something else going on?

"I WANNA BE THE GODFATHER!" Two voices rang out from the other side of the room, sending Jimin and Taehyung into a bickering match back and forth with each other.

"Not pregnant, not for a long while yet." You laughed and shook your head, sitting down beside Jin who was staring at you a little unsure of this whole thing. Normally he would want to back you both 100% but he needed to make sure you were both very okay with this.

"You know what it'll mean if someone catches us? Or if it gets out." He directed this at you, the only reason your relationship had been such a huge secret was because you were afraid of the attention that would no doubt come along with it but you were ready for it.

"We'll cross the bridge when we come to it." You stated with a genuine smile, that you were ready and you knew it. There was no more waiting for the right time, was it a rush? Sure. But were you only going it because you were sick of waiting? No. You were truly in love with Namjoon and couldn't wait any longer to be married for the rest of your life. Tonight was going to be the start to the rest of your lives together and you couldn't wait to get started on that.

"I think it's a good idea. You guys have waited too long for this." Yoongi was behind you both, he'd been with you on planning for months now. The two of you had been discussing everything you'd wanted but it all seemed pointless when all you wanted was a marriage. No big fancy party, no big church. All you wanted as you, Namjoon and the boys to bear witness to your marriage since they'd been there throughout your whole relationship.

"We could record it all!" Jungkook suddenly yelled from behind you, everyone turning to look at him, including JImin and Taehyung who had stopped bickering at one another.

"What? Why?" Namjoon frowned, Jungkook held up the camera that one of the documentary members had left behind and he smirked. He'd been dying to use these cameras for almost a year now and it was finally he shot to do it and record something good with it.

"It'll be like a home movie." You liked the idea of it, getting to watch the wedding back when you were so old you could barely remember what day of the week you were on.

"I guess it would be cute to look back on one day." You giggled as Jungkook smirked, checking to make sure the camera was fully charged. 

"And we can all rent suits!" Taehyung yelled out to Jin who seemed to be smirking now, getting more and more on board as time ticked by.

"And I need to find a dress," You sounded a little defeated, you knew you didn't want anything majorly fancy but a white dress of some sort was a must.

"And flowers," Yoongi added, Hoseok was already googling where you could find everything you were going to need.

"And a chapel." Jin finally said with a smile, he could see how much you wanted this. You squealed a little giving him a huge hug and snuggling into him. Jin was like a brother to you, you weren't going to elope without his blessing, it was strange but over the years you'd grown so close with them all that it was like they were your own family members.

"Good thing we're in Vegas, the city of loveeeeee," Jimin dragged out the word and you all groaned and shook your head at him,

"That's Paris," Yoongi chortled at him, shaking his head before Hoseok smirked. He'd already found the perfect place where you could get everything you needed all in one spot.

"There's a chapel down the street, it's a five-minute walk. It has flower, Dress and Suit rentals." He told everyone, glancing back down at his phone and reading for a few seconds before laughing to himself.

"Oh and if you want Elvis can marry you."

"I think we want a priest," You said to him, giggling a little at the thought of an Elvis impersonator marrying you both together.

"Let's go. Yn can go to her room and let the staff know we've all gone to sleep. We'll meet at the chapel, okay? No running because it'll wake everyone up." Hoseok told everyone and suddenly it felt as though your wedding was turning into a mission from a mission-impossible movie and you couldn't hide your excitement.

Everyone was at the chapel and ready, you were hidden behind a changing screen as you didn't want Namjoon to see you. Even though it wasn't like a Church wedding you still didn't want him to see you in the dress that you'd picked out just yet.

"You're sure you weren't followed?" He quizzed Jimin and Taehyung who had been the last ones to arrive.

"Sure as sure can be," Taehyung smirked, the two of them had made sure to leave the TV playing softly in the background to make it seem as though someone was still awake inside of the room but for the most part no one was going to go in and check of them.

"You know I'm the best man right?" Jimin said as he did his bow tie up, staring at Taehyung who scoffed loudly at him. Lori - one of the men who seemed to work inside of the chapel turned to look at them, aiming the camera in their direction since Jungkook had tasked him with being their cameraman for the night. 

"I think you'll find that I'M the best man, right Joonie?" Taehyung turned to look at your husband, who had already left the area and gone to wait at the altar. 

"Yn, tell him that I'm Namjoon's best man," Jimin begged, you rolled your eyes a little. If it wasn't them arguing over who the godfather to your non-existent child was it was going to be this, letting out a heavy sigh you came out from behind the screen and they were still bickering back and forth. It looked like something out of a cartoon as they argued with one another.

"Jimin, you can be my best man and Tae can be Joonies. How about that?" You put your hands on your hips, after years of dealing with them you knew how to handle their little bicker matches. The boys turned in sync to look at you, their squabbling with one another ending as soon as they saw you and let out small gasps.

"Yn, you look beautiful." Your whole body heated from Taehyung's completment and you smiled shyly looking down at the dress. It wasn't anything extravagant since this was a chapel in Vegas but it was your favourite one on the rack. It was an elegant white knee-length dress, that hung just off your shoulders and had some lace detailing on the front, with a veil to match.

"You think he'll like it?" You were a little unsure if your husband-to-be was going to like it.

"I don't think Namjoon will care, you could walk down the aisle in sweats, three-day-old hair and not brush your teeth all day and he'd still marry you." Jimin laughed a little making you giggle, Namjoon had always told you that he'd marry you in his underwear as long as he got to marry you that was all that he cared about.

The door to the left side of you burst open and Jungkook walked out wearing a bright pink suit, holding a bouquet and a basket full of what looked like rose petals. Your hand flew over to cover your mouth to prevent you from laughing,

"Never fear! Flower boy is here!" He cried out, beaming at you as he handed you the bouquet of fake roses and chuckling to himself.

"I couldn't find a flower girl dress so the closet thing was this pink suit," He spun around once more and smirked at Lori who was holding back a laugh as he recorded everything for you. 

"You were going to put on a dress?" Jimin laughed a little as Jungkook nodded, he saw nothing wrong with it, it wouldn't have been the first time he'd worn a dress and it probably wasn't going to be the last.

"Yeah, why not? I want to give this wedding my all." He yelled out with a giant laugh afterward making you giggle a little before kissing his cheek softly.

"Thank you, flower boy." You whispered before the doors to the chapel opened, you caught a glimpse of Namjoon who appeared to be looking a lot more nervous than you were right now. Was he having second guesses about this?

"Taehyung you can go and stand with Namjoon, Jimin stand on Yn's side and we'll join you soon," Yoongi told them both as you smiled at Jin who appeared to be tearing up at the sight of you, Lori came closer with the camera so he could get a good shot.

"You look great," Jin choked out making you whine at him, your eyes were starting to well up and you knew if she started crying now you weren't going to stop.

"You're going to set me off," You moaned, reaching out and wiping the tears that had slipped down his face with your hands but Yoongi handed you a tissue.

"I came prepared." He winked, shaking his head as you threw your arms around the two of them and started to whimper a little in their arms.

"You'll both walk me down, right? I need you both there." You sniffled a little pulling back and looking at them as they smiled warmly down at you.

"We wouldn't have it any other way," Jin whispered before nodding for Lori to go into the other room and capture some footage of Namjoon.

"How's Joonie?" You laughed, wiping the tears that had slowly escaped your eyes and Jin chortled to himself,

"Nervous but Hoseok's got him." You nodded a little and took in a deep breath when you heard the music beginning to start, it was almost time and your nerves were starting to show now.

"Jungkook, you'll go first when the singer starts to sing and we'll follow," Yoongi instructed as you looked ahead of you, you were finally going to marry the love of your life.

Inside the other room Namjoon was sweating so much he knew he wasn't going to be able to return the suit he rented and he could feel himself beginning to shake, he was more nervous than he thought he was going to be.

"You're going to marry her and everything will be okay," Hoseok told him, the music playing softly as the singer waited for the all-clear that everything was a go.

"I know, but what if she regrets this later in life."

"Then you can renew your vows with a huge wedding," Hoseok smirked, nodding at the singer and not giving Namjoon a chance to talk himself out of this. 

The doors at the end of the room opened and Jungkook came through first, throwing the petals onto the floor making Namjoon chuckle to himself but when you came through it was like the air was sucked out of his lungs. 

Though it was impossible Namjoon could have sworn there was a spotlight on you, lighting you up rather than letting him see anyone or anything else in the room. His eyes stared deep into your soul, burning holes into your head as you walked toward him with the biggest grin on your face.

"Hell future Mrs Kim." He winked as you reached him, your whole body burning at the name.

"You take good care of her, or we'll kill you." Jin teased before kissing your left cheek, Yoongi kissing your right and both of them left to go and stand at the side of you. 

"You ready?" Namjoon whispered as he took your hand in his, all of your nerves melting away as you held onto your future husband's hand.

"More than ever."

"It was a spur-of-the-moment thing? That's quite romantic." Brenda had a few tears running down her cheeks and she quickly wiped them away and you smiled up at Namjoon. After telling your wedding story you felt a little less nervous about it all, HYBE knew and you hadn't been fired for your actions yet that must have been a good sign.

"That's all we really needed from you. We're going to cut in bits of the wedding video and make sure the fans see everything." Brenda explained and you nodded a little. You were still nervous about it all being out in the open to the public but you knew Namjoon would never let anything bad happen to you, nor would he let any bad-mouthing happen or if it did he'd say something and no one wanted to be told off by Namjoon.

The camera crew were packing everything away as you and Namjoon headed out into the hall to see the boys waiting for you, all of them looking more guilty than the last.

"Who tattled?" You folded your arms over your chest and waited for one of them to admit it but none of them did.

"I won't bake this Christmas if you don't tell me," As soon as the threat left your mouth they all began talking over one another, getting so loud that you couldn't tell who was speaking anymore and what they were even saying.

"Jungkook did it." Yoongi finally said as everyone fell into silence.

"They found the camera footage, actually. Don't throw me under the bus when you were the one who went to Bang PD without him even knowing." Jungkook breathed out before you turned to Yoongi who was now blushing bright red,

"I thought he knew, I figured if they had the footage he knew about it..." You bit your lip a little, you could never stay mad at any of them, besides it was all going to be okay as long as you weren't going to get fired.

"Mr and Mrs Kim, may I speak with you." Bang PD's voice came from behind you and you slowly turned to see him, his expression completely unreadable and you followed closely behind him as he went to an empty office.

"I hear congratulations are in order," He stared at you both and you bowed your head a little.

"Thank you, Sir, I know-" You tried to say sorry to even excuse your behaviour but he held his hand up for you to stop and you bit down on your lip,

"Please, let me finish." You nodded and he took out an envelope from his back pocket and handed it to Namjoon.

"I would normally chastise you for disobeying rules...both of you," You were ready for the envelope to be something letting you know you were being let go but he nodded for Namjoon to open it.

"A week away?" Namjoon frowned looking at the tickets and back at his boss who was now smiling warmly at the pair of you,

"Hawaii, it's a good honeymoon spot and you're less likely to get noticed while we handle the media here."

"We can't accept this,"

"You can, I expect you back in a week to continue working for me but until then you're on official leave, go and celebrate your wedding with a proper honeymoon...Even if it is late." He winked at you both before you both bowed deeply to him and he left you both alone.

"A honeymoon does sound nice." You giggled, looking at him as he blushed and nodded.

"Let's go back, I'll pick you up," Namjoon said as he pulled you into the hall and began walking toward the elevators.

"Hey, this means we can move in together and I don't have to keep sneaking in and out of the house anymore!" You cried out, laughing together as you both began to plan your future together. One without hiding. 

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Thinking about how Ume would ask you out.

It'd be so stinking cute. He'd have a little get together planned with your closest friends and he thinks you really wouldn't question it or feel suspicious at all since he throws these gatherings all the time! Even for the tiniest achievements your pals might have, Ume would call everyone together to celebrate.

It’s different this time around though.

Ume texts you beforehand to meet him at Pothos for dinner with everyone. You've got some time to kill before then so you decide to go out with your friends. Throughout the day, you're met with the people of Makochi giving you little freebies while you're out on a walk with your friends like you usually would on weekends. But not as much as this though? Seasonal pastries (it's not even Autumn yet but they've prepared their best sweet potato buns for you?), the local florist just so happened to have "extra stems" of your favorite flower so they're giving them to you (…they're not supposed to be blooming this time of year?? How did they know about your favorite flower???? They're very pricey too. For free?), special staff meals (extra sauce??? Extra servings too???), even a free bottle of Yamazaki whiskey?! (Which you politely turned down after looking the price up. They said they'll be saving it for you for another occasion which kiiiiind of got you thinking a little.)

Hmm.

By dinner time, you’re surrounded by your closest friends and your favorite food. And of course Ume. After dinner, you both go on one of yourusual night walks down the streets of Makochi to melt the food away. But you're starting to suspect something when he takes your hand in his. It's very clammy (he's real nervous, okay?) But you don't mind. If it's him, you would brave the clammiest of hands and muddiest of hugs.

And he'd do the same for you and more. Way, way more.

He turns you to look at him and you're met with a blushing yet very determined looking Ume. With his brows furrowed and backlit by the streetlight, he almost looks ethereal.

God.

Reaching out, you hold his other hand and you swear you see him soften. Like he knows everything'll be alright. "You've been with me through everything. You're the first person I look for when I'm happy, sad... Hell, even when I’m the tiiiiniest bit angry I’m looking for your comfort.” He says with a little chuckle, running his thumbs over your knuckles. You could only nod in response, feeling your heart fluttering from how lovingly he's looking at you right now. "You know you mean the world to me, right?" Goodness. You're getting choked up now. You only nod, fighting the happy tears from falling. "So what I'm trying to say here is," He takes a deep breath. "Can I please be your boyfriend?" He pauses. taking a tentative closer to you. You don't step back. "Please?" he whispers. With tears spilling from your eyes, you don't utter a single word. You only nod. But you did kiss him that night. Kissed his teeth, really. But that's something at least.

a/n: I'm very soft right now and I adore Ume and his softness and hisnsajnsaj and he please do nht perceive me atm 🌱 (he had everything planned and asked help from everyone in Makochishd……tocelebrate with him….. help……….) I would also like to add!!!! Lee Hi's Only played on shuffle as I was writing this. I'm playing it right now and I'm absolutely sobbing.

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Minho vs the "pick me"

Summary:  A pick me girl tried to talk shit about you, not aware that you are Minho's younger sister.

Genre: fluff

Pairing: husband!Jisung X fem!reader

Word Count:  603

Warnings: none

© by bethelighthalazia. Do not repost, copy or translate. Unless stated otherwise, those works are mine and born from my own ideas. I don't have any claim on the mentioned real existing Idols whatsoever.

It has been two years since the day that you and Jisung signed the marriage certificate. Two years of being married secretly, because he's an idol. Just like your older brother Minho is an idol. No one outside of Stray kids or the staff knows about this, mainly because you are one of the staff and because they all want to protect you and Jisung.

Even though the others tried to make this day free for you all to celebrate your and Jisung's anniversary, there had been scheduled a fanmeeting of around three hours for the afternoon. But three hours would be fine, nothing that would interrupt the planned BBQ with all the boys in the evening. Thankfully, since you were Jisung and Minho's manager, you were there too, meaning you could still spend the time with Jisung there.

However, you had seen a specific name on the list of fans for the meeting with Minho, a very persistent ‘pick me’ girl, who always tried to flirt with your brother or even your husband. Well, she didn't know that you were connected to these two that way, but still, she did everything to try and talk badly about you, even making nasty comments on social media about the ‘manager who should leave Han and Lee Know have their fun and not ruin the ship’. 

“Y/nnie, come on it starts in a few,” Minho interrupted your thoughts, causing you to look up at him and the other seven boys who just came down from the stage for a little break after their performance for the fans. “I think you can steal five minutes with Jisung, make sure he eats something, yes?” With a smile on your face, you quickly laced your fingers with Jisung's, pulling him over to the sofa after picking up something to eat for him.

“Jagi, I ate…can I please just have a kiss?” Your husband whined with a pout, to which you immediately leaned in to peck his lips gently. The smile that lights up his face at the kiss just causes a sweet giggle to erupt from you, Jisung always knows how to make you feel special, even in such small moments of the day. “I wish I could just hold your hand up there today. Will you be fine?” He asked quietly, eyes filled with pure love and concern. Jisung wished he could just make it public, but most of the others were concerned that it would lead to you or him getting targeted by crazy fans.

“Don't worry, Ji. I'll be fine and tonight we'll celebrate the anniversary all together, okay?” With another kiss pressed to his mouth, you then wiped your lipgloss off his lips and gestured to him to get up now, since Chan had called everyone to get ready now. Jisung quickly changed out of his stage outfit and into something more comfortable, just like the others had, and then walked to the door with you, hands interlaced. When you saw Minho, you quickly told him that this one fan had some time with him and Jisung again, to which he just nodded, silently assuring you that he'd be careful and keep an eye on Jisung as well for you. 

Following them outside on the stage, you did the same like you do in every fan meeting. Making sure that they stay hydrated, helping them with the presents from fans and all that. everything goes wonderfully, until that one fan walks up to Minho. You can see her from the corner of your eye while you help Jisung with a present he got from one of his fans, a cute bracelet in his favorite colors. It wasn't that complicated, but you enjoyed the little bits of skinship and closeness you had with your husband, not noticing the gaze that the pick me girl shot you, even though she had her talking time with Minho. 

“Ugh, she really shouldn't throw herself at your man like that,” the girl huffed, not even trying to be quiet, so you could clearly hear her. and you knew very well whom she meant. You couldn't stop a scoff from escaping, which caused Jisung to give you a slightly worried look, but you quickly reassured him and tried to ignore the fan. However, you did hear Minho´s answer.

"Huh? My man? Oh, you mean my brother in law?” your brother asked with a feigned surprised expression, trying hard to suppress his mischievous grin. “Oh please, everyone knows that you don't have siblings, Minho-” “It´s Lee Know, only my friends talk to me informally. And I actually do have a sister.” He cut off the rude fan, who truly looked shocked about his words. “And I would appreciate it if you would stop making those comments about her and Han.” 

Minho didn't even try to talk quietly, after a few moments of contemplating, he even took a microphone and got up, facing Stay. “I do have a sister, and if I read one more comment about her on social media, I will personally make sure that you will face the consequences of this.” He explains, gesturing over to you when mentioning his sister, leaving the pick me fan speechless. “And it would be very appreciated, if you guys stop trash talking her, or make her feel bad for interacting with her husband. It not only makes her uncomfortable, but also Jisung.” 

At those words, everyone goes quiet. Even Chan gives you and Jisung a worried glance, frowning. He's worried that Minho´s words would have gotten you all in trouble now, but then Stays left and right started cheering. minho´s and Jisungs faces light up with a smile and they look at you, relieved that their fans, at least most of them, are happy about this news. 

The pick me girl just gets up and walks off, not without throwing her photocard holders at your brother, but she quickly gets stopped by security, who lead her away for now. Jisung, happy about your relationship now being public, can’t stop smiling during the rest of the fanmeet. Most fans who have time with him or Minho actually congratulate them and seem very enthusiastic, especially since they notice how much happier Jisung seems to be now.

No one would have thought that a simple fanmeet would turn out like this and, after giving another little encore of their performance, now in more comfortable clothes, the meeting ends and everyone just is excited.

After getting ready and out of the location, the boys and you head back to the dorms, where you share a room with Jisung. The both of you, and also the other seven members, get changed and refreshed to then meet up in the garden area of the dorm building to have a bbq together. It's just a nice, relaxing evening, everyone chatting happily and eating. 

“So, I got a call earlier about your little - well, exchange with the fans, Minho. They liked your honesty, but preferred you wouldn't do that again without talking to us all first.” Chan then says before bursting out into a laugh. “But I gotta say, you really shut that rude girl up pretty good. Are the three of you alright with the news getting out like this?” He asks, mainly directed at you and Jisung, to make sure you are okay. When both of you nod and link your hands again, the leader just smiles and doesn't say anything more about it. 

“Who wants some more meat? We have BbokAri.'' Seungmin says with a mischievous chuckle, but then everyone just laughs at Felix´s reaction. It's all going to be fine. And if anyone would dare to try and interrupt this peace, this little family here will have your back, you are sure of it. With a content smile, Jisung puts some more of the meat and vegetables on your plate and leans over to kiss you gently. 

Yes. Everything feels perfect and you wouldn't want to have it any other way. This moment with Jisung, your brother Minho and the others is what means happiness to you and no one would be able to take it from you.

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How I Think Characters

Would Ask You Out

Adventure Time Edition

(Alt Au?)

TW; none that i know of. Fluff.

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Finn

You're his friend, and eventually he views you in a new light. Be it during a fight, or relaxing in a feild of green(red), he feels his face grow warm. Finn remembers this fuzzy feeling.

He's nervous, of course. But calm, oddly enough.

He goes over what he feels; questioning how his view had changed. Once he saw your hand as something you use (against monsters, play music, or rule your subjects), now he sees it as something he wants to hold. Late night talks feel so much more. He wants to make you happy. Your smile. The way your eyes crinkle when you really laugh. Those awkward moments, those stupid moments, those joyous moments. It can't be anything else: It's love.

Finn has had bad experiences, yes, but I feel like instead of those experiences making him more anxious/nervous, he learned from them instead. He knows better what to do, and what not to do.

He'd try to be romantic, but would fail in such cute ways. Finn knows better than to take advice from Jake....

.....but, he ends up taking the advice. It spirals, and a monster throws the whole plan off course.

Once the beast is dealt with, Finn gets a bit upset his attempts at asking you out romantically were foiled by the sudden intrusion, but you both get a good laugh out of it.

He's happy you feel the same, and gives you a beautiful magic staff you both looted off the monster. (It's covered in flowers, vines, and leaves. The staff itself is a dark wood, tinted a color to match the flowers.)

Finn walks you home, holding your hand. He promises to take you out on a sandwhich date on a floating island to make up for the day. On the way, you both test out the magical staff, laughing about stories, and jokes. He's just glad to be there with you.

Finn hurries home, and tells Jake, BMO, and NEPTR. They have a big pasta dinner.

Fern

He's so nervous. Much more nervous than his counter part(s). Very anxious, and fidgety.

Fern has no relationship experiences, so when he feels his feels flowers bloom over his shoulders, and out his hair. Something's up. His face is warm. So very warm, and and he can't help but stare. Which he denies. Awkward silence falls, only breaking when he clears his throat, standing abruptly to: "grab some water."

Fern spends that time staring into the water, watching his reflection, hugging his knees close to his chest.

He feels very awkward. He doesn't have a good grip on these feelings, but it's certain he wants to keep looking at you. Fern wants to look at you any chance he gets, and he wants the attention in return.

Fern goes to Finn, of course. And, Jake overhears the conversation. He wants to help. Finn tries to warn Fern, but it's far too late, Jake is already handing Fern his loot suit.

It takes Fern a while to actually ask you out, failing multiple times. Eventually BMO catches on to what he's trying to do. BMO catches him staring, and sees it in his eyes and giggles.

Fern is embarrassed, but BMO gives advice to him, telling him you're his friend because he's him: he's Fern. BMO belives that Fern can be scared -- it's kind of scary -- but, it's a new experience. Times like these, so calm, so peaceful are rare. Very special. Who knows how long it'll last. It gives him some motivation, and he takes his chance.

He's covered in blooming flowers. Fern begins to laugh a bit, holding his face in his hand. These feelings are something he may not have a grip on, but he's glad to have you to guide him through it.

Fern wants to take you on an adventure to the far cliffs to see the wide landscapes covered in a lush green. To lay and watch the clouds would be a nice way to spend the first date. Adores warm, and vulnerable moments like these. It makes him feel so fuzzy, and soft.

Ice!Finn

Another nervous fellow. Acts like a regular kid in love.

His parents are a bit intrigued on his different behavior. They notice he'd be out more often, talking about you at the dinner table, and he's slightly warmer than his usual frosty self.

Finn becomes a bit more jealous of people, and is very irritated at himself for that. Often asking himself why. It leads him to spiral sometimes.

Talking to someone he dislikes, people flirting with you, touching you, or being rude to you will cause some ice spikes to form around his feet, and shoulders. The area gets a bit colder as well.

Finn will normally excuse himself, upset why he feels this way. So he asks Jake. Jake isn't very helpful. But, it's nice to talk out his feelings. Talking them out makes him realize he feels more for you than he believes.

Finn goes to his mom first. He's very nervous explaining it, but his mom's so happy he went to her. Seeing her son all grown up, crushing on his bestfriend.

His mom explains love, and how he may feel with such care. She's so gentle, making sure he understands what she's saying. Finn feels a tiny bit relieved to know these feelings are normal for a guy like him.

Finn's dad overhears and makes jokes on how he met his mom, and of course Finn cringes but laughs. He goes to bed, relieved.

The next day, Finn sends Jake right up to you. With a blue flush on his face, he points the the collar of his dog: it's a letter.

Opening the letter will make a miniature snow storm over the note, each snowflake somewhat resembling a heart. The note reads on his feelings for you, obviously, followed by a cheesy conclusion like an awkward teen asking a girl out to prom.

Fluffy snow flakes are falling around him, taking your hands in his cold ones. His face a stark contrast, so warm despite the cold blue.

Wants to take you on a peaceful nature walk, just you and him. Dropping you off home, hand in hand, he practically sprints home with Jake to tell his parents about how it went. They're very proud of him, and cook a big dinner. They make small jokes about having you over more often to eat dinner together.

Straight after dinner, he spends his time in the backyard, practicing his ice magic to show off for you. He draws shapes with frost, and makes little snow goobers that follow him around like baby ducks to give to you.

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it's over (& over) - y. jungwon x reader

regret tastes better than the taste of nothing at all

PAIRING: idol! y. jungwon x idol! reader GENRE: idol au , unofficial exes to lovers?, angst WORDCOUNT: 2.5 k WARNINGS: slightly suggestive , semi toxic relationship

Stop. Baby don’t stop. 

The music trails to an end and you both affix your gaze to the floor, the silence filled only by the puffs of air that slip past your lips, chests rising and falling in tandem. “Holding the ending pose, I guess we really are proper idols now,” you muse silently as you subconsciously count the remaining seconds in your head. 2. 1. 

Jaehyun raises his head, yours following in unison to meet his round eyes. They crinkle in prideful glee, and he reaches out to lift you into a spinning embrace, “Ahhhhh, that was our best run yet! We’re gonna fucking eat up the stage,” he cheers, ignoring the way you shriek at the sudden motion.

Your pleas to be put down seem to only fuel Jaehyun further, his boundless energy leading him to speed up until your laughter and screams ring in his ear. 

The sound of applause cuts through the air, bringing the both of you to a halt. It’s unenthusiastic, a slow echoing pace that seems more mocking than anything. It seems in your focus and delight, Jaehyun and you had both neglected to notice the audience who had managed to slip into the room. 

Jaehyun sets you down gently, observing the way your gaze is transfixed upon the intruder, the subtle curl of your palm into a trembling fist at your side. The man lets his applause cease but his stare holds, a palpable tension as both parties refuse to look away. 

Coughing awkwardly, Jaehyun bows in greeting, “Hello, Jungwon sunbae-nim, I apologize for not noticing you sooner. I’m not sure if you remember me but I’m BoyNextDoor’s leader Jaehyun.” 

“Ah.” Jungwon turns slightly to acknowledge him, his face twisting in subtle disdain at his interruption. “It’s no problem. If anything I apologize for intruding unannounced, it’s nice to see my juniors practicing so diligently. I almost feel sorry to cut it short but I’ve booked out this practice room for the remainder of the night,” the polite smile pasted on his face nearly fools Jaehyun into disregarding the iciness that clings to his tone. 

“If you don’t mind me saying though as your senior, you both should be careful about practicing alone like this without staff. Don’t want to cause reason for a scandal, especially as the respective leaders of your groups.” 

The advice is aimed with a pointed glance in your direction and rage bubbles at your core, the sting of your nails digging into your palms doing little to quell the emotion. You snort derisively, “I don’t think you have much room to be talking given our-” 

Jaehyun cuts you off with a bright smile, “Thank you for your advice. We’ll keep it in mind.” You shoot a furious glare at Jaehyun but he simply brushes it off, continuing to address Jungwon animatedly, “It seems I’ve lost track of time, I’m expected back at our dorm soon, early schedule tomorrow, you know how it is! Enjoy your practice.” 

Jaehyun goes to gather his belongings and you grasp his wrist tugging him back to hiss into his ear, “Jae what the fuck are you doing? Don’t just leave me, you don’t even have a schedule you liar.” 

“What I’m doing,” Jaehyun drawls quietly, “Is giving you a chance to talk to him. There’s only so much whining and pining a guy can take from his friend before he starts to go insane, no matter how cute that friend might be.” You’re left gaping as Jaehyun leaves you with a swift pinch to your cheek and a side hug, smirking at how Jungwon’s gaze narrows further at the contact. 

You turn, desperate to avoid the eyes that burn into your profile, walking over to the speakers to disconnect your phone from the outlets. You curse the way your fingers tremble, skin prickling with apprehension. Apprehension that Jungwon would speak up, or worse, he'd stay silent.  

“Replaced me so quickly Y/N? You sure move on fast.” Jungwon says lightly but you don’t miss the way the chuckle at the end of his sentence sounds empty, pushed out forcibly as if to prevent harsher words from escaping. 

“Can’t move on from something that never existed,” you mutter bitterly, eyes flickering up at the mirrored wall at an untimely moment, catching the hurt that tinges Jungwon’s features in the reflection. You wind up the cords quickly, ignoring the way guilt winds similarly around your lungs, constricting until your breath feels stilted. 

Scolding yourself mentally for letting your feelings slip, you school your expression into the formal mask reserved for your superiors. “I’ll leave you to it then sunbae, sorry for taking up your time.” 

Hastily zipping up your bag, you turn to exit but instead you nearly crash into the breadth of Jungwon’s chest. You stumble back, the cool expanse of the mirror meeting the flushed skin of your back. The jarring sensation does little to distract you from the heat that emanates from Jungwon, the breath that tickles your cheeks as you turn your head in panicked defiance, unwilling to face him. 

You feel akin to helpless prey, unaware of when Jungwon had crept up behind you so deftly. He does nothing to restrain you from leaving and yet you’re glued to the spot, mute and frozen as Jungwon breathes you in. His hand grasps your chin gently to guide you to meet his eyes and you’re putty at his touch, relenting easily.

“Stop it Y/N. I know things are different. I know it’s my fault but don’t. Don’t treat me like a stranger,” Jungwon pleads softly. Your fingers twitch with a desire to smooth over the crease that forms between his brows but you refrain, steeling yourself with memories of hurt. 

“Things change Jungwon, it’s been over a month since we last saw each other.” 

“Forty six days, and some odd hours. I know” Jungwon responds swiftly, recounting all the days on tour he spent staring at your chat log, scrolling through past conversations, willing himself to press the send button, watching the typing bubble appear on your end only for it to disappear. 

The reply makes your chest tight with emotion, “Don’t fucking do that,” you snap. “Don’t try to trick me into thinking you still care. That you ever did.” 

“But I do,” Jungwon says simply, eyes sincere and head tilting as if to ask you how you could ever doubt him. It hurts. To know that despite the distance and the days that had passed, Jungwon still felt for you as much as he did the day he had left your heart shattered in pieces on the same floor upon which he stood. 

“Not enough,” you whisper, lips pressing shut as the quiver of your voice betrays you. Voicing your doubts makes them real, tangible. Forcing you to face the truth that Jungwon might care for you, but not enough to stay. 

“Baby,”  Jungwon chides and the familiar pet name has your eyes scrunching close, tears slipping past the feeble barrier your lashes provide. The soft pads of Jungwon’s thumbs swipe away the tears that track lines on your cheeks, and if he swipes a bit lower to erase the trace of Jaehyun’s touch from earlier that’s between him and his conscience.

“You know, it’s been so hard for me to stay away from you too, love. At first I was grateful to have the tour and concerts as a distraction but each day I’d find myself craving you more and more. It got harder to deny how much I missed you when I was exhausted to my bare bones and all my mind could supply was memories of you. Missed the way you felt in my arms, even started eating those candies you like so much just to get a hint of the way you tasted on my lips.”

Your eyes flutter open at the rueful admission, finding so much longing and desire pooling behind Jungwon’s darkened eyes that you fluster. It’s reverent the way Jungwon regards you. He’s deified you in his mind, reduced you to a divine being forever out of his reach. Someone he could dedicate his hours to, body and mind but something he couldn't allow himself to indulge in. 

And yet you stood in front of him the embodiment of forbidden fruit, begging him to let go of his every inhibition and just give in. “Let's just stop this stupid game then Jungwon, please. If you really care about me as much as you claim to, stop depriving me of you, of us.”

“It’s because I care for you so much that I have to do this darling. I can’t let myself ruin this for you. You’re just starting out, you would get into so much trouble. We’re both leaders, love. You know what that means, we have to carry the weight of the group on our shoulders,” Jungwon reminds you of the same sentiments he’s echoed so many times in the mirror to convince himself of the validity of his actions. 

Your skin crawls with shame, you know he’s right, you’re being immature and unreasonable. But how can you respond to reason when sweet confessions and bitter rejections fall from Jungwon’s lips with equal frequency. 

“I get it. I owe it to my team to be more responsible. I can’t ask you to risk everything for me. I get it. But you can’t just tell me we can’t be together and leave me in shambles. Then come back and treat me like this. You doing this just makes it harder for me Jungwon, I don’t deserve this, to be left chasing after whatever bits and pieces you find it acceptable to throw at me,” you swipe at your eyes roughly , pushing his fingers off your face. You refuse to feel the soft touch of Jungwon’s hands on your skin while his words drive daggers into your heart. 

Jungwon’s gaze is sorrowful when gently holding your wrists to halt your movements. “I know love, I’m sorry. You deserve better, I’m sorry I can’t give you what you want.” 

The apologies do little to soothe the ache of rejection and you look at Jungwon in defeat, “Then let me go. Please. Stop talking to me, stop reaching out to me. Just let me go,” you whimper. 

Jungwon hesitates, closing his eyes in resignation as he whispers, “I can’t.” 

You scoff, twisting your arms out Jungwon’s grasp, irritation pinching at your nerves, “Are you so cruel that you won’t let me have you and you won’t let me move on either?” You attempt at pushing past Jungwon only to find yourself caged in, his hand firm on your waist.

“Move on? With who? That guy from earlier? I can’t accept that either baby, you’re mine. And I'm sorry for being so greedy but I can't stand the idea of you with anyone else but me.” With each sentence Jungwon creeps closer, until you're unsure where his exhales end and your inhales begin. 

“I don't want you showing your smile to anyone but me, I don’t want these pretty lips on anyone else's but mine.” His last words are whispered, each syllable leaving a ghost of a breath to sweep against your lips, a silent plea for contact. 

You give in, you always do with him, Jungwon has already bridged the distance and all that’s left is for you to let your lips brush against his hesitantly. It’s enough for Jungwon to abandon every principle he’s drilled into his head, pushing you against the mirrored surface with an insistent press of his lips against yours. 

The inevitable regret, apologies and goodbyes are forsaken for a fleeting moment when your fingers curl into the strands of hair at the nape of his neck. All that matters is the gasps he draws from you, the soft noises that slip past as Jungwon nips at your bottom lip. 

You don't have to open your eyes to feel the weight of Jungwon’s gaze as he pulls away to catch his breath. He takes you in, puffy lips and tousled hair, soft lashes resting against blazing cheeks from the effects of his ministrations. Jungwon's heart swells with a sick sense of pride and relief, knowing that no matter the time or distance that you were apart, he could still reduce you to a smitten mess. 

The darkness your closed lids provide amplifies the feeling of the drag of Jungwon’s lips against your skin, trailing kisses down your jaw. “Say you're mine, love. Even if it's not true anymore I need to hear it from you. Please, just one last time.”

You know you should push him away, that this heated moment would become nothing more than another bitter memory. But against your better judgment you could only pull Jungwon closer. “I'm yours,” you admit softly, “I think I always will be.” 

The confession feels bitter on your tongue but it's easy to swallow back the shame as Jungwon gives a satisfied hum, latching back onto the base of your throat. At least when he is gone tomorrow, you'd still carry the marks of today, you comfort yourself sullenly. 

And maybe it's the bitterness that has you speaking up unwittingly, “I never thought you could be this selfish Jungwon.” You regret the words before they even leave you, and you regret them even more when Jungwon pauses, pulling back up to rest his forehead against yours.

His face pulls into a frown, eyebrows knitting at the ugly realization of how uncharacteristic his behavior was, how he had succumbed to his cravings like a child. “I never knew I could either,” Jungwon starts slowly, taking a step back and swallowing harshly, “not until you.” 

His fingers weave through his hair, pushing back the strands harshly, “We shouldn't have done this,” Jungwon mutters and then with renewed steely vigor continues, “We shouldn't be doing this.”

The chill of the air conditioner bites harder without his proximity and you feel the frost settle into your bones. Say something. Ask him to stay. You will yourself but your body refuses to obey, a futile twitch of your fingers is all you can conjure. Instead you opt to chew on the inside of your cheek, the sting providing a distraction for spreading dull ache in your chest. 

Jungwon doesn't miss the quiver of your lips, or the tightening of your fingers around your sleeves. His expression twists until his guilt is written all over his face, and somehow that hurts even more.

“I’m yours too Y/N, always-,” he utters pleadingly, and your brow pinches as you wait for the imminent but. 

“-but we can’t do this right now, and I'm sorry for being selfish and making this harder on you-”

“Jungwon,” you interrupt quietly, “just go.” Jungwon moves to protest, to step forward and wrap you in his arms again with promises of a future us but you stop him with a firm shake of your head. 

And you stand firm, rigid as Jungwon gathers his things, unyielding as he casts you one last helpless look and a whispered apology and turns to leave. It's only when you hear the resounding click of the door slamming shut that you allow yourself to crumble.

a/n: unedited bc i've been putting this off and we go down like men ( i will regret this ik) but i've missed u all lots n i hope u enjoy <3

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Parent Chuuya!!

basically Chuuya with a Reader during their pregnancy, birth and then during taking care of the child cause this shit has been living in my head rent free!!

Also I did when you're together and if its because of a hook up

Tw: birth, pregnancy, mentions of cravings, hook ups, tell me if I missed anything ^¬^

If you two hooked up:

°I feel like Chuuya wouldn't hook up with just anyone unless he was so drunk till the point where he cant think properly

°so if you even hooked up, you were probably quite close

°I feel like he wouldn't be mad or disappointed just shocked and nervous after you tell him

°would definitely want to be apart of the child's life and would probably question where your relationship will go from here

If you were in a relationship:

°I feel like he'd be way more nervous than if you hooked up

°he'd also probably cry from happiness (if it was planned)

° I don't know what else to really say..

Pregnancy:

°He will get you anything you need at any time but also with some complaints

°would definitely pretend to talk to the baby while he's just looking at your tummy and saying random shit

°belly rubs!!

°whenever he'd feel the child kick through the stomach his eyes would light up

°spoils you rotten

°he'd buy expensive and nice baby clothes!!

Anyways, during the birth (for both)

°man's a nervous wreck

°im not sure if he'd really want to be there during birth

°if possible he will go but he'll be just looking to the side or the floor

°I headcannon that he has really sensitive ears, so I doubt he'd be able to listen

°however he really wants to hold your hand

°he'd make some dumb comment like "Can't I use my ability to get the infant out??" 💀💀

°if he doesn't go in with you he'll wait outside

°he'd be eyeing up all the staff members "that's my girlfriend you're dealing with"

After birth:

°This motherfucker cried 100%

°would ask you how you feel and if you need anything

°he'd be so gentle with the child cause he'd be scared he'll hurt them

°the amount of hugs he gave you and that baby

you handed him the baby and they started crying so you put the corner of the blanket near the babies mouth and the child started suckling on it

"they likes sucking on things"

"just like you"

Next!! Taking care of the child

°he'd love tickling his child

°would try to tone down with the cursing

°definitely keeps the kid away from his work and never once mentions corruption

°he would make those cute bentos😭😭

°if its a little girl he would brush her hair and put cute little bows but would have her pick the colours!!

°he shows the kid so much love and attention it's ridiculous

°the kid is spoiled

[mauesartetc]

Thoughts on Helluva Boss 205 ("Unhappy Campers")

Wow, this... This one may actually be worse than Murder Family. That's impressive.

Is anyone else noticing a pattern of Helluva Boss episodes going absolutely nowhere? Each one ends without affecting the larger plot in any meaningful way. Season 1's structure was fairly episodic as well, but at least back then there was some sense of progression.

I usually include separate lists of pros and cons in these critiques, but in this case, I have so few compliments to give this thing it's not worth it. I tried my best to find more to like about this episode, but it gave me bupkis to work with. So I'll just present all my notes in chronological order.

Let's get this over with.

-Looks like the rehab facility where Barb used to live is located in Sloth (on account of the floating islands and all the pink in the environment), just like the hospital in this season's previous episode. We've never seen care centers in any other ring, so... Does Hell society's opinion of sick people dictate that they're just lazy? Some clarification on that might be nice.

-"She's got a job now. A life. Don't fuck it up by findin' her." Holy shit, the nurse is the most mature, sympathetic character in this entire episode. Tasing Blitzo in the butthole earns her bonus points in my book. Nurse Pussyface, you are way too good for this show.

-Why is Blitzo even trying to visit his sister if he's been kicked out of the facility several times and knows she hates him? What's the impetus? "Look, I know you hate my guts, but Dad's dead, and he named you in the will." Or maybe he had an experience that reminded him of her and figured he'd drop by to see how she was? Y'know, something.

-By the way, Helluva's animation is usually a highlight, but here there's not much to say about it. It wasn't especially memorable or ambitious; just kinda... passable. Even the climactic fight scene (which I'll get to later) didn't have much to write home about.

-How the hell didn't the client notice the holes in his boat before he rowed it out into deep water? Because I'm pretty sure it would leak when it was still in the shallow end of the lake, unless this is a unique real-life boating phenomenon I'm not aware of. Also, you'd think this guy was a bit too gung-ho to get out on the lake for someone who can't swim. Did someone have a gun to your head, dude?

Fun fact: Did y'all know I was on staff at a summer camp once? We had a pond, canoes, and a boathouse just like the camp in this episode. One thing we had that this camp apparently doesn't, however, is this important rule: No one gets in a canoe without a life jacket. EVER. But, well... We see later that the adults at this camp don't care much about safety, so I guess that's fair enough. (Though I'm curious how they manage to stay open, or what the client's loved ones have to say about his mysterious disappearance.)

-What did the client do to get sent to Hell after he died? Mrs. Mayberry murdered someone, so that's why she's here, but this kid seems pretty chill-? (And don't even try to explain this on Twitter, writers. If it's not in the story itself, it ain't canon.) I also can't help but notice that his design reflects the way he died, but every other sinner's appearance is just random. Consistency? Who needs it!

-Some unintentional hilarity for ya: Here's Millie's face after the client recounted his death.

And she holds this pose for the remainder of the scene. Was there NO direction on how to animate Millie here?! This is a grim situation and she's smiling?! I get that she's a demon, but damn that is cold. It's never been clearer that half her role in this story is just smiling and looking cute, to the point the animators don't know what else to do with her.

-Richard Horvitz's valley girl voice was kinda funny. I dug it. Not sure why Moxxie and Millie had to dress in drag for anything other than cheap laughs, though.

-I know Millie's hurtin' for more development, but this story's conflict would have made SO much more sense from a character standpoint if Moxxie were getting all the praise from the campers. Think about it: He's the one Blitzo always shits on and doesn't believe in. He's the one whose father doesn't love him. He's the one who never gets positive attention from anyone except his wife. Suddenly the conflict is much more compelling: Now that he has approval from these humans, maybe he doesn't need it from Blitzo anymore (not sure why he needed his approval in the first place, but whatever). Maybe he'd realize what he's been missing, and how shitty Blitzo's treatment has been in comparison. Could this be the breaking point that finally gets him to muster some self-respect and quit IMP? We'll never know, because the episode has miscalculated where the most interesting dilemma actually lies.

As far as we can tell, Millie's had zero reason to doubt herself, and we never see her being mistreated like Moxxie has.

Take these lines of dialogue: "And for once I feel like... Like I'm important! Like I'm somebody to be proud of!"

Wouldn't they fit so much better if they came out of Moxxie's mouth?

-I kinda liked how the lyrics of Millie's song were humble while Moxxie's lyrics were egotistical, showing that being down to earth will win you friends while being self-centered will turn people off. But is that really the kind of message we need in an adult show? It's a useful lesson for children, but after you hit the age of this series' target demographic, most people will have the social skills to know better than to pull what Moxxie did at the campfire.

-Speaking of Moxxie being super immature, why does he weep when a bunch of preteens ignores him? They're...They're kids, Mox. They aren't your peers. Literally who cares. This behavior makes no sense outside of (once again) cheap humor. I could understand being bummed out that you're not good with kids if you wanted to have your own someday, but even that doesn't warrant actual tears. And this makes him look like a massive hypocrite later on when he asks Millie why it matters what "these yokels" feel about her. I mean... You seemed to care a lot about how they saw you, Moxxie...

-Moxxie's excuse for why it's so hard for him to get information on the case is that everyone's too busy "swooning over" Millie. Here's a thought: Why doesn't Millie get the info? She's the one everyone likes, so it should be a snap, right? Well, once again, the characters get railroaded because the writers can't entertain any other plot ideas. And of course Moxxie ends up getting blamed for everything as if he's the only one who fucked up here.

-Why the hell would a summer camp show so much favoritism toward a single camper that they set up a friggin' concert for this camper and this camper only? Yeah yeah, "viral sensation" and everything, but 1) The news crew can wait another day or so for camp to end in order to conduct an interview (y'know, something that wouldn't require a huge-ass stage and pyrotechnics that'd cost the camp boatloads of money), and 2) The camp staff thinks Millie is a child. How fucking irresponsible can you get to lavish this much attention on a kid? Think it'll go to her head or something? Psssh nah. Also, you're telling me none of the other campers are the tiniest bit jealous? How do you think they feel, seeing this one kid get treated like a god while they're left in the dust?

Okay, plot-wise, the writers decided they wanted Millie to sing a song so she's occupied during the final showdown with the killer. Easy solution: Camp talent show. That way, the adults treat all the campers equally, and Millie gets her (more believable) moment in the spotlight.

-Oh hey, we finally see Asmodean crystals in action. And of course the first one we see is a butt plug.

SuCh a MAturE shOw, GUys! (Sorry, I'm still laughing my head off at that.)

So, a bit of backstory for those who aren't familiar: We first learned of Asmodean crystals in the Season 2 premiere, when Stolas opened the grimoire to reveal Norse runes on its pages. Someone on the internet was kind enough to translate:

Now here's the deal: Blitzo tells the lust demon to open the portal with his crystal (even threatening him at gunpoint), leading me to believe only non-imps could use Asmodean crystals and that's why he needed the grimoire to get to the human world.

But guess what happens later:

Blitzo's sister Barb, another imp, uses a crystal on her bracelet to open a portal back to Hell. So what exactly was the point of stealing the grimoire from Stolas??

BLITZO. YOU. DENSE. MOTHERFUCKER.

Okay, maybe I'll be generous and acknowledge that there might be another explanation, like Blitzo getting banned from using Asmodean crystals because he's misused them in the past. (Maybe there's a spell that causes the crystals to burn him every time he tries to hold one. Something of that nature.) But at this point I don't trust these writers to fill in their plot holes. Or plot portals, as the case may be.

-The portals themselves are kinda pretty, though. I can appreciate that they look different from the portals created by the grimoire.

-Moxxie calls Blitzo "sir" in this episode despite Blitzo telling him to use his first name in Truth Seekers. Moxxie then uses it in "Ozzie's" (if I remember correctly), but now he's back to "sir" for unexplained reasons-? Coupled with how their relationship has reverted back to square one with Blitzo learning nothing (as well as no one bringing up the agents or what they can do to stop them leaking the proof that demons exist), do the writers just want us to forget that episode or what?

-Blitzo chastises Moxxie for dragging the case out for a week, but it took him a week to track down Barb. This hypocrisy is never addressed.

-At the boathouse, Blitzo tells Moxxie he's looking for his sister, then kicks down the door, revealing Barb inside. Moxxie asks, "Do you know her?" "Do I know her? That's my sister, fuckface!" That's... oddly repetitive, writers. I get that Moxxie wouldn't immediately make the connection since Barb's disguised as a human, but there's a more graceful way to handle that in the dialogue. Something like, "Is this her?" "Oh, now you're on the ball!"

-In an earlier post I expressed concern that these writers wouldn't handle Barb's addiction well, and I'm somewhat relieved they didn't go into it. But I also predicted she'd amount to a genderbent Blitzo instead of having her own personality, and... well...

Overindulges in addictive substances? Check. Runs a business that requires travel to the human world? Check. Pottymouth? Check. Uses sexuality as leverage? Check.

It would've been nice to at least get a hint about what Blitzo did to make her hate him so much (and perhaps confronting that would make him rethink how he treats Moxxie-?), but I guess we'll have to find out when she comes back in seven episodes or so. Yaaaaay.

-Barb says she picked this particular human as her supplier because teenagers are easy to manipulate, but she really had no way to accomplish that other than flashing her panties at him? Assuming Barb and Blitzo are the same age, she's in her 30s, and... it's just a tad creepy and uncalled for, even if this kid's legal. That's a pretty big age (and power) gap regardless. This is one of those times when it looks a lot more predatory when you switch the genders, but, importantly, women can be predators too. Bad optics, y'all.

-The climactic fight scenes in prior episodes were snappy and exciting, but this one's pacing felt really sluggish. I get that the song in the background had a slower tempo than we're used to in these action scenes, but would it have been so hard to double-time the animation? Also, previous fight scenes were notable for their creative choreography, but Barb wrapped her tail around Moxxie twice in a row. Having trouble coming up with new fight moves, guys? Like damn, she's an acrobat. She could do so much more.

-In another edition of "characters being idiots because plot", Moxxie and Millie make out in front of everyone who thinks they're related. They couldn't have run off to somewhere more private?? Apparently no; this needed to happen so Millie's internet fame would be dashed... or, here's another option: Show how the internet popularity cycle is so damn short that everyone's already moved on to the next sensation. You could have made that funny if you actually put in some effort. Like... The faux-incest was just so unnecessary.

-Much like Murder Family, another unfunny ending where Moxxie's dreams are crushed. Blitzo gets his hopes up only to call him a "fuckin' disgrace". But remember, guys: He'S HArd oN hiM BEcauSE hE CAreS! (Fuck it, I think I'll just edit a supercut of every time Blitzo has berated Moxxie, pre- and post-Truth Seekers.)

Oh and look, Millie's glaring at Blitzo, which is totally the same as opening her mouth to tell him off like he deserves, right?

She'll take on a whole gang of mobsters out of love for Moxxie, but standing up to Blitzo? Whoa, that's a step too far. Y'know, because he's the writers' favorite and he shouldn't have to experience any complications from his behavior. Same old story as it's been for a season and a half.

This ending would've been a million times better if it left off on a cliffhanger. Maybe this could have been Moxxie's final breaking point. After Blitzo calls him a disgrace, Moxxie could take a deep breath and...

MOXXIE: (flatly) I quit.

Then he walks out of the room. Everyone looks after him, stunned. When he closes the door, the screen cuts to black and the credits roll.

Oh shit, what's going to happen next? How will Blitzo deal with this? How will it affect Moxxie and Millie's home life? What kind of new job will Moxxie find to keep food on the table? Will he ever come back to IMP, or will Blitzo find a replacement? I know these writers aren't too interested in serialization or any sense of continuity outside of the stupid romance subplot (or hell, inside it), but good god, it would give viewers some exciting possibilities to look forward to.

This episode had so much potential and followed through on none of it. "Unhappy Campers" turned out to be a more fitting title than expected, as that's exactly what I was while watching this.

(Also this show needs a continuity coordinator like yesterday.)

[emeriethevalkyriegirl]

Goodnight apple~ (Hazbin Hotel tickle fanfic)

A/N: I got inspired by a drawing by @olaine25 and lemme tell you it's super cute! Enjoy this fanfic y'all

Summary: When Charlie isn't in bed, Lucifer decides to diminish her energy. And what better way than a little tickle fight between a princess and a king.

Charlie sang a soft tune to herself as she played in her room with her favorite plush toys. She was supposed to be in bed at 7 but it was now 9:03 and she was still craving her energy. The little princess laughed and giggled still remembering how she tricked Razzle and Dazzle into thinking she was asleep. The twin goats had come in earlier to check on her a couple of minutes ago, but she had already raced to her bed and covered herself in her pink blanket.

Now, the princess was twirling around, her plush toy monkey wrapped around her neck. "Weeeee!" she cried as she danced with the monkey in her room. Just as the princess was about to pick up another one of her toys, there was a knock at the door.

"Charlotte MorningStar." Charlie gasped quietly, yanked the monkey off her shoulders, and zoomed towards her bed. The little demon pulled the covers over her body and stayed as still as a stick. Her father, the king of Hell, opened the door to his daughter's room and softly closed the door behind him.

Lucifer placed his staff against the wall as he observed Charlie's room. It was a mess. Tones of childish toys are scattered all over the floor. The King rolled his eyes and smiled. Oh how much he loved his little girl. It's been hard for them both ever since Lilith.... left. Every time he looked at his beautiful Charlotte, he'd see his wife. He will never be able to get her image out of his head. But at the same time, he didn't want to.

Lucifer eyed the lump on his daughter's bed and heard a faint giggle from her mouth. The King of Hell smirked and took off his white coat, placing it next to his staff against the wall. "Charlie~" he teased as he watched Charlie wiggle her toes. Lucifer made his way over to her bed and sat at the edge. "Are you awake?" he asked, but the princess gave him no response. Lucifer poked one of her feet, making her squeak from under the covers. "You're supposed to be asleep my little apple." Only a cute giggle was heard from the blanket before Lucifer repositioned himself so he was sitting cross-legged on his daughter's bed. He grabbed Charlie's ankle and began to wiggle his fingers on the sole of her foot. Charlie squealed into her pillow, muffling the sound of her giggles. "Charlie, is that you? Is my little apple tickle tickle ticklish?"

"Dahahahahaddy!" Charlie cried from her pillow as Lucifer grabbed her other ankle and gave her gentle love bites on her toes. "Nom nom nom nom nom nom nom."

"DADDY HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" At this point, Charlie couldn't hide in her laughter anymore. She banged her fist on her bed as her father pulled her towards him and rolled her over onto her back. "I knew you were awake," Lucifer said his fingers dancing their way towards her belly. "Look at this little belly. I'm gonna eat it all up."

"No! Daddy no!" Charlie pleaded as her father lifted her shirt a bit and leaned his face into her belly. "Here I come~," he says before sucking in a breath and blowing a raspberry in her tummy. The princess practically screamed with joy. Lucifer gave her a few short ones, making Charlie's laughter go up an octave, and one long one. "Mmmm this tastes so good," he said planting several kisses on her bellybutton.

Charlie felt her father pulling her closer, his hands clamping her sides. "Daddy please!" she cried as Lucifer looked at her right in her eyes. "You gonna go to sleep apple?"

"YEHEHEHEHES!"

"For real~?"

"Yes, Daddy yes!" Charlie replied as Lucifer gave her one last raspberry on her cheek, tossed her in the air, and caught her with ease. Lucifer purposely fell on top of the bed on his back, holding his giggly daughter in his arms. Lucifer kissed Charlie's forehead and smirked. "Why weren't you in bed?" he asked as Charlie blushed and hid her face in her dad's shirt. Lucifer chuckled, wiggling his finger in her neck. "Tickle tickle tickle." Charlie shrugged her shoulder but that didn't stop her father from tickling the other side. "Come on, tell me baby~"

"I wasn't hehehehehehe sleepy ehehehehehe," Charlie said, letting out a yawn. "Well, you're sleepy now," Lucifer said tucking his daughter in and pulling the covers up to her neck. "Goodnight my little apple," he said as Charlie mumbled a goodnight before sleep consumed her. Lucifer smiled at his precious daughter, giving her one last kiss on her cheek before silently stepping out of the room.

[scaracake]

synopsis: it's valentines at chaldea! as a master with many servants, you've prepared lots of chocolate to gift them as a token of your appreciation (and love) for them! in particular, you seek out taigong wang, the genius tactician grand rider. how will he react to your gift?

some servants were, notably, easier to locate than others (considering the many male servants you noticed filing into the dining hall as you passed by, no doubt eager to receive their treats on this love-filled occasion).

despite this, your guess at checking the library first and foremost in search of the scheming tactician Taigong Wang proved to be fruitful, locating him seated by his lonesome at one of the shiny, dark wood tables, several books scattered around him acting as company, his nose deep into a particularly thick book in his hands, face morphing into differing expressions ever so slightly with each notable line read or page turned.

you couldn't help but admire him before approaching him (after all, the way he was sitting facing away from you, and how lost he was in his book, he'd never notice, right?)

his shiny black hair framing his face perfectly, looking as elegant as ever in just his usual garments, and his cute multitude of expressions whilst lost in the pages (that you weren't sure if he was aware of or not, but regardless, couldn't look away from).

unbeknownst to you, Taigong Wang was aware of your presence, but simply made no move to make it known, not right away at least. he took note of his sweet master just a few steps away, feeling your gaze as he read, and he couldn't lie, he quite liked the attention. in any case, he was quite curious about your reasoning for coming to the library, so after relishing in your attention just a little longer, he looks up from his book with a question on his lips.

"..oh, hello master. what a coincidence. did you come to do some reading, too?"

you didn't realize how long you were admiring the rider for until you hear his voice ringing through the air, shaking you out of your thoughts to meet his expectant face as he smiled at you.

embarrassed at being caught staring, you shuffle a few steps closer to his table, chocolate securely hidden behind your back.

before you can provide him an answer to his question however, he goes on to praise the library, expressing his admiration and comfort in sticking around it so often. you nod along to his excitement for something so simple, yet seemingly so intriguing to him.

"i'm glad you like the underground library so much," you answer his praises earnestly.

"oh yes, absolutely!"

he doesn't allow a moment of silence to pass before speaking up again.

"by the way, you still haven't answered my question. did you come here to do some reading, too?"

you open your mouth to answer, but he beats you to it again.

"you didn't, did you?" he raises an eyebrow with the question.

"actually, isn't today some sort of special occasion? i noticed quite a few lady servants and staff were running about up until yesterday," he questions, head tilting slightly as he brings a hand to his chin, eyes shut in thought.

"for that matter... this is probably a major event for you too, no?" his eyes look back up at you, checking your reaction.

he's speaking matter-of-factly, and has a certain glint in his eye.

crap, he's onto you!

"i guess i have been pretty busy getting ready for it myself.." your words trail off as you tear your gaze away, face going hot thinking to the past few days of busying yourself with ideas of different chocolate recipes for their respective recipients.

he nods, grinning.

'what a cute expression~' he thinks to himself.

"hmm hmm, i suspected as much. at any rate, i'm sure you don't have time to waste on me."

'huh?'

"hehehe. this is just a guess, since i didn't do any research ahead of time... but i'd bet what you're holding behind your back is a present. and that would mean you came all this way underground to give it to someone. am i wrong?"

'man, he's sharp,' you think to yourself, shifting your feet beneath you.

at this, his grin stretches wide.

"i take it i'm correct."

he looks all too satisfied that you have half a mind to take off right this instant to save your dignity (or what's left), but you were determined to carry through with what you came here to do. even so...

"master, i may not look it, but i'm still a legendary tactician who was famous for their wisdom. not many secrets can escape my notice."

how could you be so careless!

"i saw right through your act in an instant!" he laughs to himself.

"now, as for what the present might be... since the kitchen is where all the action was up until yesterday, it's almost certainly a luxury consumable good. is it a spirit of some sort? or maybe something sweet? hmmm.."

he already looks like he's set on an answer, but you decide to give him one anyway, despite furthering your embarrassment.

"what if i told you it was chocolate?" you speak up.

"chocolate," he echoes. "then... i was right on the mark yet again, heh! a luxury consumable good!"

he looks all too triumphant, a hand under his chin with a victorious smile across his face, and you almost want the ground to swallow you whole.

how was he making this so embarrassing?!? wasn't this supposed to be a simple in-and-out mission???

he begins thinking back on the history for the day as you nod along waiting for a chance to slip in and finally hand him the sweets. when he begins wracking his brain for the name of the occasion, you decide that is your chance.

"...people give chocolate as gifts to signify their feelings for the giftee. i think it was called valen... valen... valenti..."

"so... here!" you reveal the wrapped sweets from behind your back, shoving them into his hands before he can finish and bury you into further embarrassment.

"..huh?"

"for you, happy valentine's day!" you smile, bowing slightly, keeping eye contact with anywhere but directly at him even after rising back up again, still hoping to catch his reaction.

"...huh?" comes his response once more, expression dumbly morphing into blank confusion.

"this is... for me?"

the legendary rider looks down at you, noting your bashful expression before his eyes flit back to the sweets you've just handed him (they smell delectable, and handmade, no doubt, he can tell in an instant) as the gears in his head begin to turn.

he chuckles to himself, unbelieving of what's just taken place as you tilt your head at him in confusion.

"...huh? this is for me? really?" he asks a little too loudly, finally processing the situation, standing up from his seat and pointing at the chocolates as he turns to you, eyes wide in question.

"that's right..." you nod, voice trailing off.

did he not drag this out just to tease you??!?!?

he lets out another chuckle before he straightens his stance, grip on the wrapped treats tightening securely.

"...i totally knew," he mutters.

he totally didn't.

"you came down to the library to look for me. isn't that right? i totally knew all along!"

his voice has taken on a different tone, one of false pride, as he tries to shield his shyness.

you look up at him suspiciously without answering, prompting Taigong Wang to gasp.

"you don't believe me... it's clear from that look on your face that you don't. this is bad. i have to restore my reputation before it's too late," he mutters to himself, turning away for a moment as he brings his free hand up to his face to hide his expression.

"all right," he starts, turning to you once more, hand moving from his face to right out in front of him, facing down. "to show you that i definitely, absolutely knew all along, i'm going to do... this!"

suddenly, something akin to a red sigil appears on the ground in a ring beneath the two of you, and before you can register what he's doing, the blue sky crosses your vision.

"i'm using an earth evasion technique in combination with the simulator! all to thank you for your gift."

"i give you... an invitation to the perfect spot!" he exclaims, arms outstretching to gesture to the new scenery that now surrounds you both: a beautiful view of a waterfall pouring into a riverbank, lined with shiny rocks, the area surrounded by nothing but greenery, and much larger mountains in the distance.

"whoa..." your words fail you at the sight, eyes wide and captivated by the serene nature before you.

Taigong Wang admires your speechlessness, watching the shimmering waterfall reflect in your eyes.

"like i said, it's the perfect spot. my very own-- or should i say, our very own special place," he says, hands moving to his sides as he steps closer to you.

"so, what do you think this spot is perfect for?" he's decided to test your own intuition, pride filling his being at your bewildered expression, and looking at you expectantly for your answer.

you think about what you would do in the midst of such beauty.

"maybe... resting?"

he reels his right arm in, hand curling in as he holds his pointer finger just under his lips.

"slacking off? close, but not quite." he sets the chocolate down (he knows this place best, and landed you both in the perfect resting spot, where he knows its safe), before standing back up straight to face you once more.

"let me give you a hint," he starts, stepping closer to you.

"it's for something you and i can do all by ourselves," his voice grows quieter, stepping behind you and gripping your shoulders softly.

slowly being released from your trance that the scenery seemed to put you in, you jump when you feel a weight on your shoulders and properly begin to register the tactician's words.

"huh??!"

he laughs softly, leaning down to your right ear.

"you know where i'm going with this, right, master? indeed..." he's almost whispering, tone of his voice making your face explode into red.

"this place where you and i can be alone, without anyone interrupting us, is perfect for..." his voice is purring into your ear, you almost feel like you've been caught by some sort of hunter as it prepares to eat up its prey.

was this really the embarrassed Taigong Wang you handed chocolates to just a few minutes ago?!?!?

suddenly, his head whips up as he stands to his full height, his grip on your shoulders tightening ever so slightly.

"...fishing!" he beams, voice no longer holding a sultry tone, but rather an excited one.

you jump slightly once again at his excitement, too shocked at his quick change in tone to speak again.

"i never expected you were going to give me a gift! so i felt like i needed to give you something really special in return," his tone is earnest as he wraps his arms around you in a hug, taking a peek at your expression from above before shifting his gaze back to the view in front of you both.

as surprised as you are to be receiving a hug from Taigong Wang, you don't want to pull away, feeling comfortable in his arms in the midst of the beautiful nature surrounding you both.

"here, you won't have to worry about anyone bothering you. you can make yourself at home and relax as much as you like! here, you can forget all about your daily troubles and enjoy uninterrupted peace and tranquilitude!" he exclaims, giving you a little squeeze before slipping his arms away.

you're touched he'd share such a spot with you, taking refuge in his arms, a little disappointed when he pulls away.

"come now, may we fish to our heart's delight!"

he takes a stride to be in line with you once more, smiling at you. you turn to him, small smile stretching across your face.

"tell me, master, would you call yourself experienced, or are you more of a beginner?" he tilts his head, expectant.

the blush returns at his words. he clearly doesn't mean it that way, but would it kill him to word what he means differently?!??!

"either way is fine with me. i have lots to teach you from my own fishing style!" he states proudly, pointing to himself towards the end of his sentence.

"now, let's get to casting!"

he's smiling at you, but you don't think it looks all that innocent.

"don't... don't say things that could mean something else!!!" you exclaim, burying your face into your hands as his teasing fully sets in.

he only chuckles heartily at you, pleased at himself for making you so flustered, and wondering how someone who commands their servants so seriously on the battlefield can have such an adorable side to them.

he closes the distance, arms behind his back and looking down at you sweetly.

"hmmm~? were you thinking this place was best utilized for something else, master?"

he leans in close, his voice taking on that velvet whisper once again.

"because that may be possible..."

your hands reach up to clasp over his mouth, unwilling to let him finish his sentence.

"stop! l-let's just fish, okay??!"

having enough of teasing you for the moment, he relents, gently removing your hands from his mouth, grasping one in his own as he turns and leads you towards the water.

"yay~! let's fish to our heart's content!!!"

~

later, Taigong Wang makes it a point to taste one of the chocolates you worked so hard to make, admiring the intricate fishing-rod-shaped sweets before taking a bite, praising your culinary skills, and going on about how fortunate he was to have been able to taste his master's cooking. even feeling embarrassed from having him eat them in front of you, you're grateful that he enjoyed them so much.

note: wow how embarrassing... i literally started writing this last wk and couldn't bring myself to finish it, and instead worked on some pieces for a whole other fandom LOL. this was originally a multi-part series featuring several servants (my favorite valentine interactions to be exact) but this one got so long that i just went with this. valentine's is long over but maybe i can work with the others somehow lol.... white day is coming up though so thats opportunity for more content n writing! yay~ anyway this is quite literally taken from the interaction where you gift this rider chocolate, but just with a more 'immersive' take ig???? also based on the answers i chose (though i doubt it differs greatly) and my personality lol. noticed there's not a lot of fgo fics here so may work to change that... anyway hope whoever reads this enjoys lol~!

[ryxiez]

Belly Rubs w/ You

Genera - fluff, almost tooth rotting

Pairing - idol!Hueningkai x gn!nonidol!reader

Words - 808

Summary - 3 little short stories of Hueningkai and various scenarios surrounding belly rubs and his love for you

Warnings - nicknames, (baby + darling)

a/n - I haven't been able to stop thinking about this for the past... idk long while. Hueningkai would be so in love with your tummy (not to mention you in general) no matter the size.

He always cares about providing you comfort no matter the situation, making you always feel safe and loved around him. He feels good when you feel good.

~~~

After a long day at the studio he would come into your shared apartment, that you just happened to but together a month ago. Wrapping his arms around your sides, nuzzling his face into the side of your neck while also placing soft kisses to your skin.

You could be cooking in the kitchen, preparing for your at home dinner date or laying in bed waiting for him to come home from a late practice.

Hueningkai's fingers always found themself drawn to the plush your belly, tracing mindless images into the skin.

Sometimes it wasn't just mindless though. Sometimes he spelt out his name, or "I love you", or any endearing name he likes to call you.

"Hello to you too." You would say with a giggle. Bringing your hand up to his head, your fingers would comb through his hair, simultaneously messaging his scalp.

He would only hum in response, finally feeling content in your presence once again after a long day without you. His body ached from all the work but you made him feel like he was floating. Floating in the clouds and you were the one thing keeping him from falling.

~~~

On other occasions he was a lot  more playful. Let's say you just aced a final exam in one of your toughest classes or got a promotion at work. You would ran to him with the special news, always telling him things first.

His smile would surpass yours while he ran up to you taking you in his arms almost bouncing up and down. You happiness was just so contagious to him.

He would not miss a beat as he pressed his flat palm to your stomach and rubbed fast circles. You couldn't help but giggle at his cuteness but also at the ticklish sensation his touch provided.

Once he thought he'd done enough, a tight hug would be provided. You wrapped your arms around his waist while his arms almost squeezed your head, holding you close.

Placing a long kiss to your forehead, he whispered how proud he was of you and how he always knew you could do it.

Hueningkai was the one who inspired you to keep pushing for higher goals, knowing he would give you belly rubs as a reward.

~~~

But what would happen if you gave him belly rubs?

He would definitely be content in dying right then and there. He didn't need anything else.

It would be an early morning, the fresh sunlight barely peaking through the blinds of your bedroom window. But it was now time to get up. Kai had an early meeting today with the staff and the rest of his members to discuss an upcoming album.

Hueningkai slept through both of his alarms he set the night before, making you to climb over his limp body to turn them off from his phone on his nightstand. (Not to mention all the stuffed animals that you had to maze your way through just to turn off the annoying ringtone.)

"Baby..." you whispered softly when you shook him slightly by his shoulders.

He stirred a little, you could see his nose twitch and his eyes move slightly under his eyelids, but nothing was said back.

The only response you received was a pair of strong arms pulling you back down along with a whine that escaped his throat. Bringing you back down, he buried his face into your chest. One of his favorite cuddling positions.

"Come on darling, you have a meeting." You coaxed as your hand found it's way to his exposed tummy. The pajama shirt he was wearing slightly rode up in his sleep, letting you touch his bare skin with your colder finger tips.

He squirmed immediately, but got used to it after a second. He nuzzled his face even more into your chest, breathing in more of your sent that he loved so much.

However, in reality it was his own heart that was almost beating out of his chest. The thought of you adapting his habits made him never want to leave this moment.

His heart fluttered as you whispered sweet nothings to him, still trying to get the poor boy up.

You then kissed his forehead while you keep your fingers in a constant slow motion before he finally gave into your touch and rolled out of bed with you in tow.

Of course you had to get him ready for the day, you got him attached now.

[9800sblog]

yeosang tarot reading

his reputation in the kpop industry

do I have his energy permission to do and share this reading? 3 of cups

vibes for the 09/01/2023 17:22 GMT-3

in general

death reversed, 3 of cups reversed, 6 of wands reversed, 4 of wands, ace of swords, 5 of cups

most people think yeosang is a shy guy who comes to life around his friends, it takes a while to get to know him and you gotta be patient, he's the type of person to only speak if it's gonna make a big impact. yeosang is seen as extremely stable casually and professionally, his skills are probably impressive to many and his voice seems to shock some. he looks very cold at first, but you can quickly see that he is very loyal to those he chooses to keep in his life and holds onto them for a long time. many may feel like they don't know him that well, feel left out in the cold by him, and wish to be closer, as deep or casual friends. yeosang seems to entice many crushes too hehe the 4 of wands can mean that many people think he'd a good and loyal partner and/or a fun friendship. he is extremely popular, but he's not an outgoing individual, many wish to hang out, have fun, probably party with him, as that's such a consistent message, but not have many opportunities to do so. in general, yeosang is a delightful presence that many wish to have around more often.

closer idols

justice, 2 of cups reversed, knight of wands reversed, 8 of wands reversed, knight of cups

intense beauty, inside and out. again, he does not interact much, but they can see he is very passionate about the things/people that he does choose to have around. yeosang seems to lose control around thos he trusts, in a way unforseen, like someone who can't handle alcohol and only drinks around trustable friends. he seems to be very passionate about his friendships, and not care much about romance, he may have an untraditional way of seeing relationships. this is someone who really knows how to separate work and fun, so he may shock those that see him outside of a professional environment for the first time. he's just a total opposite from when you first see him, he can go from really quiet to talking and moving non-stop, it seems there is a lot more appreciation over his work after people see him casually.

staff

9 of pentacles, the hierophant, 5 of swords reversed, 10 of swords

a very defensive guy, mostly traditional, keeps to himself, follows basic rules of respect and makes everyone comfortable, they may assume he's often tired. yeosang may be a breath of fresh air after dealing with crazy, loud, sometimes offensive and plain rude celebrities, he may be seen as sweet and considerate, someone they wanna take care of softly, makes them wanna work harder for him, the type of person that makes the staff's job worth it. it's refreshing to be around him, they feel like they're all on the same level and he's just a nice guy, just a nice person, they really like being around him. they wanna give him gifts and make his life beautiful, external beauty is coming out again too, someone extremely attractive and easy on the eye. yeosang may be surprising comfortable around female staff, which makes them feel light and safe. and interestingly enough, yeosang may give the impression that he feels staff are doing him a favor or that he's working for them or with them, together, which is definitely different than most people on entertainment industry, makes them feel like they can let their guards down around him and not be so defensive, as they're not scared of being hurt by him. he may often jokingly or unintentionally hurt people, which is just seen as cute, apparently.

female idols

4 of pentacles, knight of cups reversed, queen of swords, 8 of swords, king of cups

god, he is so nice! this is a guy that may look unavailable to them, maybe because he is a bit sheltered and quiet, he looks like a gentleman tho, like the type to offer to hold your bag and open car doors for them. they don't get many direct interactions with him, he may often be busy with work or other people, but watching him from afar makes them think he is such a soft spoken, well intentioned individual, with a warm heart and a good moral compass. he may often shock people with his passions, and the things he says (in a lighthearted way, it seems). parts of yeosang are kept very well hidden and they're quite aware, the most interactions he gets are at/about work and they're always impressed at how good he is at his job, he seems to have many opportunities to show them different sides of himself, all of which they really admire, he is the type of person they aspire to be like. his ability to control his environment and his own body is very impressive, he seems to move very intuitively, like a 6th sense. they may think he's a very cleaver and knowledgeable guy too. female idols seem to think yeosang is an awesome person who should show off more often, a great personality, great charisma, interesting conversations, intelligent jokes, unbelievable beauty comes out in all sections. but they have a lot of respect for him, they want him to be comfortable over everything, so if being more reserved is what makes him happy, so be it! such a nice presence!

male idols

9 of wands, king of swords, page of cups reversed, the star, 9 of cups reversed

he is seriously admired at his work, seen as an expert, someone that should be almost feared, you do not wanna have him as your competition. he makes guys feel defensive, like they have to show off their talents the second he walks in a room, he makes their insecurities go through the roof hahaha they get often surprised and a bit starstruck when they see him as he is actually just a normal, nice, casual guy, that makes their worries melt when they start talking, actually. most like to watch him from afar and may be quiet fans, yeosang may have many boy crushes too! but they seem to think he's not available and watch him from afar, like others do. such an impressive guy, I think many wanna be friends with him too, but most just give up talking to him kkkkkkk I sense some heavy energy, but yeosang knows so many people from mc job, and most seem to just genuinely like him, be it close or from afar, makes the negative energy just totally literally irrelevant. men think yeosang does not need to show off, he shines so brightly, so naturally, he does not have to try hard, superhuman. he may be often dressed in beautiful clothes and accessories too. he is seen as such a mature individual, who deserves way more than he gets, it seems to be a consistent reputation for ateez, idols think he's working on a lower level than his skills and professionalism are.

[animeomegas]

I can't stop thinking about proposing to baxter auauauau. i absolutely love the idea of the MC slowly guiding baxter through the different pitstops in memory lane before leading up to the proposal and it makes it all the more intimate. I honestly love how their relationship or bond begun when the MC went to that soiree with their moms at the very beginning and where they also danced with baxter the first time and now, they're entering the next big step in their relationship with a dance (at their wedding). But i also wanna talk about the process of baxter planning the wedding. we all know he puts pressure on himself to be perfect and ik that he'd also be pressured to make the wedding as perfect as possible bc of his fear of disappointment. and im imagining a scenario where the MC just holds him in bed, arms wrapped around his waist and head buried in his neck just so that they could stop him from organizing more stuff for their wedding. also, do you think he'd be the type to arrange Pinterest boards and show it to you for approval? asdfghfjs he's so adorable im sorry for the ramble

Yessss, Baxter deserves to be wined and dined and forced down memory lane on his proposal day hehe.

Although, I have to admit that I'd definitely consider going back to that cabin for a long weekend to propose. I'd probably do it by the fireplace really late at night, devoid of guests. I'd lowkey request the staff don't linger behind the reception just for the ten minutes of the proposal, because firstly it would be awkward, and secondly, I would hope a manager would hear and give a complimentary dessert :D I'm a massive sap so I'd probably try to get one of the same rooms, even if they all look the same.

I think you're very right that he'd over focus on MC's wishes for the wedding, although I think Baxter has a long list of (primarily tacky) things he hates at weddings so if MC hit one of those, he'd probably make a face before he could stop himself XD

I don't think he's a Pinterest board person, no. I think he would see no merit in finding ideas from Pinterest if he can't find a way to make it happen in reality. Therefore, he has a bookmark folder of folders, filled with links to local services or tutorials on wedding stuff. He values the practicality as much as the vibes.

I think he's very familiar with Pinterest though, I'm sure more than one of the couples he's planned for had one. I used to work primarily at weddings too, and let me tell you, almost every single couple would say "we want something a little different" and the 'something different' was something they got off of Pinterest, a.k.a. something everyone else had seen. This led to hundreds of almost identical weddings... I'm sure if Baxter is anything like me, he's sick of Pinterest wedding ideas XD

This was a very cute ask, anon, thank you for sending it and feel free to ramble in my inbox anytime you'd like! <3