#i stole this from isa

[conways]

[dullahandyke]

big sparkly image of org xiii in my mind. no thoughts just the org

[starconstruction]

can you write for StayC Isa? her thighs is insane so i think anal will suit her well

Final Hurdle

Girlfriend Isa x Male Reader (Smut)

smut tags: thigh worship, kissing, ass eating, ass fingering, anal, creampie, soft mdom, anal virginity.

hope this is up to the number 1 isa supporters standards, stream whatever their next comeback is when it comes out.

word count: 1776, not proof read.

The two of you laid comfortably on the red cotton bed-sheets of Isa's bed, lips smacking against each other, lost in the intoxicating presence of your girlfriend. Her tongue dancing with yours in a battle for dominance.

Your hands rubbed against Isa's back, feeling her body up and down as Isa's teeth bit against your lip, causing you to moan into her mouth. Isa was always feverish in her kissing, savoring every aspect of your face. The sweet sounds of lips making out in the darkness, saved for the warm light of the vanilla scented candle.

You loved Isa like no other, your first girlfriend and hopefully last of 5 years, it was like Aphrodite herself had blessed you two, so smitten with each other as you two pulled away from each other's lips.

"Y/N..." She breathed out, words shaky as you dived back into her lips, sucking on Isa's bottom lip as her body started to grind against yours. The room grew hot with tension, kissing becoming less refined as teeth clicked into each other.

Your girlfriend pulled away again, lips visibly swollen despite the low light, "I.. Have something that's been on my mind for awhile.." Her voice soft as honey when she dived back in for another peck. Not letting you speak as she stole your oxygen and replaced it with hers, brain foggy with combined arousal.

"You always comment on how nice my ass is.." She spoke, you knew where this was going. Hands trailing down to her cheeks as you gave them a loving squeeze, "How about you finally fuck it?" She asked, not needing an answer as she got up and left the room, returning shortly with her bottle of lube.

Isa flicked on the mood lighting, a dim array of red light as the room was blanketed in its reach. Her hands cradled the candle as its presence was dismissed, laying it down gently.

She was wearing far too many clothes for your liking, you preferred it when her body laid bare in front of you. Her thighs were by far your favourite part of her, thick and supple, ready for the taking. Isa's body bounced against the bed as you gave her a loving shove.

Her legs dangled in the air as you gripped fingers into her pajamas, pulling them down as her bare skin came into frame, you decided to leave her underwear on. Ripping off her shirt as you left her partly naked, her beautiful body laid sprawled under you, "I love you Isa." You said, words leaving your mouth involuntarily.

Isa giggled opening her legs slightly "You say it a lot Honey.." her voice was airy and soft spoken.

"It's the truth, I love you so so much.." You were a little sappy, but you couldn't help it.

"Go on then, prove it to me." She gave you the permission you craved, flipping your girlfriend over to face the wall. Your face went towards her legs, leaving sloppy kisses on her meaty thighs, thick with love as you softly grasped them.

"Such thick thighs.. Beautiful" You uttered, your tongue licked her voluminous thighs, shining red with saliva that captured the soft LEDs in its essence. You had worshiped her body in the countless times you two have had sex, the one constant in the nights of passion the two of you shared.

You nipped her thighs, leaving little marks peppered throughout her long legs, Isa gave little gasps under your touch.

Her thighs laid thoroughly worshiped under your gaze, it was time to move onto bigger things. Diving into uncharted territory as you dragged her soiled underwear off her legs, absently launching the fabric into the void.

Isa's ass laid bare in front of you, pillowy bundles of flesh that were equally as thick to the rest of her lower body, your tongue trailed up her bakery, worshipping once more as you breathed in her mint body wash.

"Honey, I know you really like my body, but please.. Go further." Isa gently commanded. You got the memo, honestly you couldn't wait either. Her asshole fully ready to be taken.

Your tongue dived in, taking a circular lick of Isa's hole, earning yourself a fleeting moan as she shuddered, "Ooh.. Y/N that feels pretty nice.." Her words encouraged you, spitting your thick saliva onto her awaiting hole. Coating it in spit as you started to accelerate.

The atmosphere felt so perfect, every time you and Isa embraced each other it didn't feel this warm. You loved her so much. So much so that you stopped being elegant, burying your mouth between her cheeks as you rubbed your lips against Isa, motor-boating into her sinful ass.

Your girlfriend's moans really started to pick up, "Oh! Fuck fuck Y/N!" she screamed, her arousal evident at this point.

Minutes passed to the unrestrained passion of the lovebirds, loud slaps of skin as echoing hits made contact into Isa's thighs and ass, taking what has been given as it jiggled under the firm impact.

Eventually she grew bored, waiting for the next step, "Y/N! Fuck.. Honey I think I'm ready!" She begged for more, you pulled out of her slick cheeks. Grabbing that transparent liquid that acted as a key to higher pleasure, coating her hole with the substance to begin with. "Ah fuck that's cold!" She yelped, eliciting a soft laugh from you, Isa would absolutely slap you if she wasn't turned around.

Your arms hooked around Isa's legs, lifting them up to give better access to her ass for penetration. The cool smooth liquid covered your fingers, lubricating them as the first finger pressed into Isa's tight hole, she gasped in surprise as it swallowed you, disappearing into her greedy body as she sighed.

"Ooh, that feels.. Weird." She laughed a bit, you started off slow as you fingered her asshole, adding a second one not long after.

"That stings a bit, wait a second please baby." Isa asked, you rubbed soothing circles onto her sexy thighs to comfort, leaving your fingers bottomed out.

"Just tell me when you ready." You cooed, giving her all the time in the world, using one hand to unsheathe your cock from your shorts. Throbbing against the cool air in anticipation.

After a long moment Isa gave you permission to keep moving, fingers firing in and out as her hole grabbed you, soft yelps of pain morphed into gasps of greedy pleasure as her body began to accommodate the penetrating fingers.

"I.. Think I can handle it now, slowly.. Please Y/N." She gasped, your fingers coming to a screeching halt as you lubed up your cock, getting on your knees as you pushed your girlfriend into place. Your cock rubbed against her awaiting asshole, alerting her of your presence as you began to push into the tight barrier.

You and Isa got into a strange rhythm, pausing every half inch to let her sinful hole come to terms with your cock, which suddenly felt infinitely bigger as it was firmly lodged into her backdoor.

Eventually you got to your base, crotch to crotch as Isa whined out at being speared. Desperate to succeed for her boyfriend and her own satisfaction, the sharp throbbing eventually giving way to the insane pleasure, so different to the usual times you were buried into her pussy.

"Start to move please honey." You complied, pulling out her ass as she moaned out, you stayed slow for now, going in and out as your cock disappeared and reappeared into Isa's loving ass.

You two kept this rhythm for a bit, not so much slamming into her but just connecting. All of this was about to change as Isa gave you the final coherent words she was going to release tonight.

"I think you can go fast now, use this ass tonight Honey. Show me how much you love me!" Isa chimed, your cock started to accelerate, skin slapping together as you two became one.

"This ass is so fucking good honey.. So proud of you." You purred, knowing how much Isa loved to be praised, her heart melted at your words but her brain melted against your dick.

Your thrusts were now pounds, bed creaking violently against your cock. Rapidly penetrating the greedy ass like you would die without her, Isa wanted to say more, unable to as her face drooled into the thin sheet, incoherent moans were all they granted her to say, helpless to your skilled pounding.

"Going to fuck this ass till you cum! Till I fucking cum deep inside." You growled, in one smooth motion you got her into a prone position, slamming down with the new angle as you penetrated even deeper than before.

"Oh fuck I'm so deep in you, that's what you wanted right? Taking me so fucking well!" You rambled, drunk on the tight pleasures that came from her hole. Sparks of electric ignited in both of your cores with every clap.

You knew you were going to cum soon, every thrust filling your head with white heat, she needed more if you wanted her to join you.

Your hand started to work at her clit, a difficult ordeal giving you were pounding her into the bed. But you were committed to the cause.

Isa's moans got louder, had they not been suppressed you were certainly getting a noise complaint. Wouldn't be the first time. She constricted tighter around you, orgasm obviously impending as she coated your fingers.

"Gonn- fuck I'm gonna cum!" You choked out, filling her anal cavern with your load as she came alongside you. You slipped out, growing soft as her gaping asshole leaked out a job well done.

You two sat in comfortable silence as you recovered, a shared accomplishment as you two breached into new heights.

Isa faced you, face fully flushed and shining with the red light. "Honey.." Her finger trailed up your sensitive chest, "Do you happen to have work tomorrow?" She asked, your head racking for answers as you recalled.

"No I don't, what are you suggesting?" You asked.

"Well Y/N, I'm already warmed up. Would be a shame to not continue fucking me right?" She asked, knowing you absolutely were going to say yes, you always said yes to Isa.

"You are right, it'd be a shame.." You replied.

"Absolutely, let's see how many loads you can give me.. But first."

Before you could react, Isa's mouth swallowed you whole as you started to harden in her warmth.

It was going to be a long long night, but with Isa that was heavenly.

[elsa-fogen]

older sister

I'm kinda afraid to post this idk why but there are almost no winx fans in my discord sooo............ here it goes

Isa (or Isolde) is more important to Icy's story than other siblings, so here she is (other siblings don't even have names yet).

Isa was the youngest out of Icy's older siblings, and while others were already adults, Isa was a teenager when Icy was a kid. they have around 12 years age gap and Icy always looked up to her and wanted to be closer. But as i said, Isa was a teenager, a teenager who thought that Icy "stole" mother from her and was kinda jealous. Plus, their mom treated Icy not as strict as older children and Isa was the one who would always point that out, demanding that Icy would be treated the same way she was and would get same punishments as her in her childhood (it never happened...).

Something something spoiler something, I don't want to tell everything just like that! But Isa dies when Icy was around 15 (much later than everyone else lmao) and this of course inflicted some more trauma for Icy (as if she wasn't traumatized enough)

you can guess who Icy takes inspiration from in her witch style))

lmao i've just realized that Isa is literally how i treat my sister-- damn i didn't intend that. woops i guess

[onelittleornotthing]

I was wondering yesterday how my characters would draw me/you. And in general, if they could draw.

Onionpiece would probably have learned to draw from Noisette, mostly cheese slime or rats, and could also draw a bit of humans or clones. But mostly thanks to Pizzahead, he's better at drawing blueprints than people. Not good, not bad

Since Isa has nothing to do, she would also try her hand at art. Not without Pepperman's help. Well, of course, it was difficult for her. She stole a lot of techniques from Pepperman. Well, just a little bit. "You don't understand anything, that's my style.😒"

Ai

It seems that someone watched anime and Korean TV series with Noisette

Oleg was generally good at drawing in grades 5-6, but when he began to transition, he gave up on all his hobbies. Including drawing, however… I don't recommend looking at his sketchbooks.

[barcalover86]

She is my girl- Pablo Gavi

Summary: You meet Gavi's childhood best friend who is making you feel uncomfortable and unworthy.

Request here!

2nd Masterlist

"How much time do we have left?" you asked Gavi for the hundred time this last 10 minutes.

"With 30 seconds less than you asked me last time." he replied already annoyed, but with a smile on his face.

"You know how I am when I am nervous!"

"I know, amor." he laughed at the memory when you met his parents for the first time.

For days, Gavi begged you to meet his childhood best friend, Isa. You wanted to get to know her as well, but you were afraid that she won't like you. Afraid that you might be left behind when they are together. You told him several times that is better if he goes alone so that the two of them can enjoy their time alone, but Gavi wanted you to be there with him.

She wasn't living far away from Barcelona, 2h drive, but it seemed way longer for you, being all nervous.

You had to meet her at her house before some others friends of Gavi were waiting for you at a cafe.

When your boyfriend and Isa saw eachother after a very long time, they smiled and hugged eachother like there was no tomorrow.

You smiled awkwardly back at the brunette girl and went to hug her too, a thing that you love to do when you meet new people, but she turned her back on you and started to talk with your boyfriend.

You wanted to think that she didn't know your hugging intention, but you knew she did it on purpose.

Isa took Gavi's hand, trying to guide him to the living room, but he immediately took it out of her grip, holding yours instead, which made you a bit calmer.

While you laid on the couch, Gavi started to introduce you with a smile on his face.

"Aha, so you stoll his heart? Well, only between us, I stole it first!" she started to laugh hard. "He had a crush on me when we were kids, remember, Pablito?"

He slowly nodded, not wanting to remember those days.

"Actually, y/n is the only one that ever had my heart, Isa."

The girl rolled her eyes.

"Yes, yes, whatever you say, niño. But we both know the truth."

After that, they started to talk about football. Suddenly, Isa was so much into this sport than she ever was, and that was weird. You remember Gavi telling you how much she hated football.

In 20 minutes, you didn't say a word, and you started to be left behind, something that you were afraid of since the beginning. Gavi seemed to see your uncomfortable so he hold your hand and put you closer to him.

At that, Isa rolled her eyes and this was the moment you wanted to go.

"You are really a baby, aren't you?" she said to you and you looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

"You want all his attention, don't you see that we were enjoying our talk? Is she always like this? Putting herself on other people business?"

"Isa, she didn't do anything. I put her close to me. She didn't even talk!"

Suddenly, her face changed into a nice one. She went to you and hugged you, which took you by surprise.

"I was only joking, I hope you didn't get offended."

You only smiled politely, without saying anything anymore.

Now, you weren't that close to Gavi, but didn't want to make a scene. You started to feel so embarrassed and unwanted in all this situation. You just wanted to go home.

After a while, you even started to control your breath, hoping that it wasn't too loud or too fast. Everything became so uncomfortable and you felt like you wanted to cry right there.

Isa was getting closer and closer to Gavi by every minute. You even started to be a bit jealous of them. They looked so comfortable and good together. They were definitely enjoying their time.

When she hugged your boyfriend and started to make circles in his hair, you talked for the first time after a while.

"When are we going to meet the others?"

Gavi pulled out, finally happy to hear your voice before standing.

"Right now."

Isa was so angry and looked into your eyes like she was about to kill you.

"I don't even know why she is here" she said.

"Isa, be nicer to her, please. Do it for me"

"Just for you." She said, but you knew that she wasn't stopping there.

She even made a scene that she wanted to stay next to Pablo in the car, making the excuse that 'they didn't see eachother for a very long time'.

You agreed to it, wanting desperately to have a bit of peace and silence.

You were the left ones that came into the cafe, and when you saw Gavi's friends, you smiled, seeing that they were looking kind.

They were so nice to you, and for the first time, you started to feel better this evening.

As you expected, Isa was standing next to Pablo, while you were on the opposite of them two.

You were talking with a nice girl that was telling you stories about your boyfriend's childhood.

"I don't even know why you are so nice to her, Ava. She doesn't even belong here."

"Isa! How can you talk about her like that! She is my girl, after all! I chose to be with her!" said Pablo, but that didn't stop you for feeling bad.

"You are so rude!" said Ava, the girl that was besides you.

"Oh? Then see this"

After she said that, she took the bottle of water and threw it all over your head.

Everyone looked at you and you started to be so embarrassed, that you left the table.

"Go cry!"

"That's enough! I had enough with you. How can you be so rude to that girl! She did nothing to you nor anyone. She is literally an angel!"

"An angel? I am supposed to be your angel, Pablo! Don't you see it!? We would make a better couple than you with her!"

"Oh, stop dreaming!"

After that, he ran after you and hugged you.

"I'll get you wet as well, I'm sorry."

"What!? Sorry for what!? Cariño, I'm sorry for making you come here. You don't deserve any of this."

He kissed your head and put you in his car, changing your clothes with his hoodie. You also had to get off your underwear, that it was also wet, leaving you half naked. Gavi didn't mind at all.

Before you went home, he hugged you in his car, trying to make you calm down a bit. He apologised before listening to what you had to say.

He told you stories about what stupid things he did with his friends and you couldn't stop laughing, which made him calmed to see you being better.

When you arrived home, he helped you take a hot bath and wash your hair before making you some dinner. Or at least, trying to do it, because after all, you were the one that had to prepare something for the both of you.

| I hope you like this. I tried to make it as good as possible and I'm sorry you had to wait this long. Right now I'm writing 3 requests so be patient with me, please. Have a nice day and love yourself!♥️

[prism-empurress]

official (not really) tinyfrin lore

Tinyfrin...is Siffrin's creation. He stole some fabrics and stuff from Isabeau and made a shitty doll of himself that he calls Tinyfrin. And he puts them in random places for whoever to find. Whoever locates Tinyfrin first and brings them to Siffrin...gets a wood carving of their choice, a terrible joke, or a compliment.

think of Tinyfrin like one of those creepy christmas elves that invades your home. minus the creepy part.

So Tinyfrin is not alive! Nor is he Crafted. He's just a silly toy Siffrin made and puts in situations. that just seems like a Siffrin thing to do. Isa Smol is similar; except he has magnets in his hands so he can stick to anything metal.

okay I guess sometimes Tinyfrin can be crafted to dance for a short while? but for the most part they don't move. they're only posed.

[lialovesstuff]

One thing I love about boonboomger is the small pieces of information they throw out there that you don’t think are important, until like 20 episodes later it emerges again as a significant plot point.

One of the most significant ones was when Genba officially joined the team, he said that he had something important to do and then like 20 episodes later it was revealed he was out to get revenge on those who stole his home from him.

Another was in last weeks episode where it was revealed that Taiya’s childhood neighbour was a victim of abuse and he often times heard screaming coming from the house next door. He always said how whenever he hears screams he always comes running, which I always thought was just a catch phrase until this episode.

Also where Ishiro at some point just casually mentions that the ISA hire him from time to time and then in episode 29 it gets revealed that he was hired to investigate boondorios appearance on earth.

These are probably the three biggest instances that I’ve personally noticed, but I’m sure there are more.

What I love about it is that it makes it feel like although there are filler episodes in boonboomger they always feel like they are contributing to the story in some way. I think this is also supported by the fact that there are more enemies in the ISA and Taiyas mentor than just simply the Hashirians.

[leastrifedraws]

Thinking about how tragic Axel is

Axel has got to be one of my favorites if not my favorite in kingdom hearts (surprise surprise I stole his name) and out of what I’ve seen people talk about how tragic Saïx and Roxas are and mention Axel when they do that but I feel like Axel doesn’t really get talked about individually typically only side by side with Saïx and Roxas

(Side note. Xion should also be talked about more but this post is about Axel rn and I will potentially talk about Xion in a later post)

Axel lost everything important in his life and the worst part is that for the most part that only happened cause he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. There’s nothing specific about Axel himself that requires him to be in the organization he was simply in proximity to Apprentice Xehanort at the time of the organization’s creation.

Starting with the first things he lost, his heart, his home world, and Isa, this doesn’t get talked about enough either these two lost their home. And they were only teenagers which is at a crucial point in development and loosing their hearts I like to headcanon essentially stopped this. (Again a post for a later time which will include Ienzo). Axel lost all of those crucial growing up years which will definitely affect him down the line and it kind of does. He also lost Isa. Maybe Saïx didn’t jump right on into the organization with clipboard in hand, but from what we can gather he was already trying to get in with Xehanort as he could’ve been their link to X, so I imagine Saïx would close himself off from Axel pretty quickly to prove himself to Xemnas. Leaving Axel alone. As opposed to members 2-6 (who were already close and who continue to be close as we can see in the 358manga and Lexeaus clearly cares about Zexion in CoM) who all still had each other in some sort of way, Axel didn’t have anyone because his only line of support in the organization would have been Saïx, but Saïx turned him away in favor of Xemnas (I know Saïx was doing this for him and Axel and did secretly care, but this is from Axel’s perspective and from his point of view Saïx is just cutting him off)

So for 10+ years not only has Axel lost his heart and his world, and his only line of support and I don’t think without hearts it’s very easy to bond with the others

Any of the others, not just the apprentices. We don’t get any indication Axel is close to anyone up until he meets Roxas and Xion. There’s nothing in any of the games indicating he has, nothing I’ve seen in the mangas (he does hang out in groups, but not often and never one on one with anyone other than Saïx, Roxas, or Xion) and I don’t have any of the other books.

“Why does he bond with Roxas and Xion then and not the others?” Thank you me for asking, the answer for Roxas is because of Ventus, and Xion is because he didn’t get much of a choice.

The following paragraph is mostly speculation/headcanon, but I feel like makes sense.

Axel who just lost everything from his old life including his best friend is now presented with this kid who looks exactly like someone he knew when he still had a heart. New name and outfit but this is the closest he’s gotten to having anything from his old life. And on top of that he was also ordered to watch over Roxas so he was kinda just pushed into spending time with him and when Roxas starts showing more emotion of course Axel is going to be invested. And Axel was incredibly hesitant to be friends with Xion but because of Roxas he did and he started to bond with her as well.

Things finally start looking up and then of course he looses everything again. And this time he looses one the things that he was put such a strong importance on. His memories. Not only did he loose Xion but he lost the memories of her. He tells Saïx he wants everyone he meets to remember him and he is constantly telling people to memorize things, and memories are incredibly important in this universe and Axel understands that. He’s also started to develop a heart again it seems when we see how desperate he was for Roxas not to fight against Xemnas. He will miss Roxas when no one else will.

Twice has Axel lost everything.

Throughout Kingdom Hearts 2 we see him trying to fix things in multiple different failed ways, tries going and getting Roxas and bringing him back, kidnaps Kairi, and then helps Sora in the end before falling to the Heartless, and it’s so sad especially because at this point Axel still believes Saïx doesn’t care about him despite Saïx showing (tiny) concern about Axel to Sora. Axel is just struggling to stay afloat at this point until he finally gives out at the end just to make sure Sora can stop Xemnas.

And then he wakes up to find out Xemnas hasn’t been stopped. Lea is alive again with his heart and emotions back, but he still has no one. Isa is still gone and not with the rest of them, and Roxas and Xion are still trapped in Sora’s heart. So deciding to try and do the right thing in hopes of getting Roxas out of Sora’s heart he becomes a keyblade wielder which causes him to come face to face with all of his mistakes. He has to face Kairi now being able to feel guilt. And it’s clear Lea is beating himself up over it. He’s on the right track but he’s still not doing good. Ie. breaks into tears over not remembering who Xion is and missing someone he doesn’t know. (Man that scene 😭)

Then he has to fight Saïx and Xion. He has to fight his best friend and the ending of that fight. Ahhh. Axel has to hold Saïx in his arms dying and even if he knows Isa will come back it’s still sad.

And finally we get to the end(ish) of his arc and he’s doing alright now with heart and friends back, but he’s still carrying the weight of so much and please I am fragile about this man.

I will go feral about the character who’s name I chose for so long and you cannot stop me anyway yeah he’s so traumatized and I need people to talk about that more because I feel like people focus on Saïx’s tragedy than Axel’s even though they’ve both lost so much

[strayheartless]

Things heard in the land of departure pt. 5

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Sora: SLEEP! Why hath thou forsaken me!? For it is the morn, and I remain fatigued! Oh woe is me I say, woe is me indeed! *dramatic flop on the grass*

Kairi: Woooooooow…

Vanitas: *sings “everybody wants to be a cat” while wailing on a practice dummy*

Roxas: have I told you lately how much I hate you?

Riku: it’s been ten minutes in counting so I’m gunna lock in ‘yes’ as my answer.

Kairi: that’s a pretty skirt Xion!

Xion: thanks! I stole it from a dead body in port royal!

Ventus: 🎶zipity doo da, zipity day! My oh my, what an absolute emotionally exausting day!🎶

Lea: well colour me green and call me a tonberry.

Isa: *sighs and reaches for the green paint*

Ventus: we can explain!

Sora: no we can’t.

Ventus: yeah, no actually, he’s right we can’t.

Terra: and what do we say, when the going gets tough?

Riku: the tough ask for a hug?

Terra: yeah they do buddy, come here!

Roxas: we’re you dropped on your head as a child?!

Sora: …I mean, yeah probably?

Aqua: my philosophy is, “if I don’t finish all the wine in my glass, but keep topping it up, I’ve only really had one glass.”

Ventus: why are you wearing sunglesses in the rain?

Vanitas: so my eyes don’t give away that most of the moisture on my face is ✨salty✨.

Aqua: okay, the enemy has Sora surrounded and he’s too weak defend himself, what do you do?

Kairi: decimate every living thing

Riku: unleash the darkest part of my heart and level the battle field.

Roxas: skate board in with a potion and a can of woopass.

Xion: panic?

Ventus: and/or cry?

Vanitas: let the brat die.

Sora: incorrect! The answer was stay back and allow rage form to finish the job!

Aqua: *is speechless*

Isa:… something idiotic is occurring, I can feel it.

Roxas, Lea and Xion: *cycle past on a tandum wearing regency attire*

Aqua: nothing gets past those keen moon senses of your huh?

[jaembun]

call this place my home.

an evening in with the roommate you might be in love with ！⠀⸻⠀lee donghyuck x gnr ⠀ fluff pre-slash ⠀ cw drinking ⠀ wc 1.9k ⠀ now playing . . ☆

생각⠀stole roomie hyuck from isa.. i need him so bad

a typical tuesday night for you normally consisted of exactly this: nothing. it was your nominated day of rest, the day you let yourself relax and turn on whatever trashy soap opera renjun had convinced you to watch that week on the basis that ‘it gets good after a few episodes, you just have to trust the process.’ you tugged on your favourite hoodie; a little threadbare from continual use but still ever comfortable, got warm under all the covers on your bed, and settled down ready to not move for at least a few hours, or if not then until you got hungry enough to go and find something to sustain yourself with.

that had been the original plan for that night as well, just the same as any other—until, of course, your somewhat-of-a-wild-card roommate donghyuck had to switch things up.

you were in the middle of scoffing over one of the scorned housewife’s confessionals when a yell of your name came from outside your door, prompting you to pause the show and wait for a moment in case hyuck elaborated on his shout. he didn’t, and so you yelled back a “what?” and awaited his reply.

“i need you in here!” was all the information he was willing to provide, and you heaved a sigh of surrender before slowly extracting yourself up out of your position buried within the various blankets and stuffed toys covering your bed to go and see what donghyuck wanted with you.

“what?” you groaned for the second time, coming to a pause in the doorway when you saw the pure amount of stuff covering your kitchen counters, ranging from pots to pans to a lonely onion gone stray from a pair further away and some steaks, all mixed in amongst other various ingredients and sauces. he wanted help with dinner, then.

but to your surprise, a simper of “keep me company?” paired with a pleading look and a pout was his request instead. you agreed fairly easily, on the term that he let you mix some of your own song choices in with his usual cooking playlist. your reward was his sunshine smile, eyes creasing up along with it, and you had to pretend to be interested in the shelf that held all of the albums the pair of you had accumulated over the years so he wouldn’t see the way your cheeks suddenly felt a bit hotter to the touch nor the grin that you failed to bite back.

your unfortunate crush on your roommate had been something that you were trying to actively pretend wasn’t there, but after nearly five months of trying to ignore it to no avail you decided that method wasn’t working out and had given in, accepting your fate. you were doomed to want donghyuck as far more than a friend for however long your heart could put up with it.

“yah! are you even listening?”

hyuck’s voice snapped you out of your momentary daze, and you turned back to see him brandishing an apron at you. you took it slowly, unsure of what he actually wanted you to do with it until he rolled his eyes at your confusion and gestured at himself.

“tie it for me, idiot.”

you brightened in realisation and hurried to comply, looping the strap over his neck and waiting for him to turn so you could tie the two strips of fabric hanging at his sides together. your touches were fleeting and you kept your head down, not letting yourself focus on anything other than the knot you were attempting lest you got distracted again. once it was done you looked up to find donghyuck peering at you from over his shoulder, eyes bright with an emotion you couldn’t read behind the thick black frames of his glasses. he looked lost in thought, but he shook himself out of it when you patted him on the shoulder and darted away from you, towards the fridge.

you quirked an eyebrow and was about to ask what more he could possibly want to get out before starting to make dinner when he turned around again, this time with an unopened bottle of red wine in hand. he handed that off to you as well, before starting to mess around with the settings on the stove and peeling back the plastic packaging the meat had came in.

“would you open that, too? and pour us a couple glasses. my phone’s charging by the sofa if you wanna set the music up.”

hyuck set to work with his jobs and in turn you diligently began yours. it was with a practiced rhythm that you grabbed a pair of the fancy wine glasses (a housewarming gift from jaemin) from their spot on one of the high shelves, and slipped past where your roommate was chopping vegetables to grab the bottle opener. he gave you a wide grin when you placed his glass in front of him, one that you returned fully before leaving your own on the kitchen island and wandering over to where his phone was charging.

“what’s your password?” you called over your shoulder, unplugging his phone from the cable so you could set it up nearer the speaker. his screen lit up when you disconnected the charger, and you froze when you saw that his lockscreen was none other than a picture of the two of you. it’d been taken on his birthday the year before, in the warm low lighting of the bar you’d all found yourselves in after his celebratory dinner. you had your arms around each other’s shoulders, and donghyuck had pressed his cheek to yours so hard that it had hurt a little, but he’d been so happy you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him. there was matching smiles on your faces and twin peace signs being made with your free hands, although where hyuck had added a wink you had stuck to just beaming at the camera.

you liked the picture, of course—hell, it’d been your wallpaper for a while too, until you’d hung out with jeno a while ago and decided the photo of the pair of you in matching spa robes and face masks was a suitable enough replacement—but to see donghyuck using it came as somewhat of a (pleasant) surprise. the last time you’d seen it his lockscreen had been the picture of the whole of your friendgroup crammed into a singular booth while at karaoke, after all. 

“oh, it’s—“ he froze from where he was busying himself with one of the pans on the stove, eyes widening. his voice sounded quieter than usual when he replied, and his cheeks looked a little redder. “um. i’ll do it.”

you weren’t sure what made him so opposed to telling you, but you didn’t question it and handed the phone over; taking the chance to slide into one of the stools sat behind the island and take your first drink from your glass. the brightness from his screen was turned all the way up and reflected onto his glasses, and you didn’t mean to look, but the six digits he typed in to unlock his phone felt familiar.

you turned the combination over in your mind while he passed it back so you could turn some music on, and only when you had pressed play on his instructed playlist did the answer come to you. the date you met, down to the day exactly. again—you knew, and knew he did too, but what you didn’t know was that he’d use it for something like that.

you didn’t want to think too deep into it. that would only lead to things like false hope and daydreams and thoughts that the times where donghyuck looked a little far away were times when he was having exactly the same thoughts about you. instead you necked down the remnants of your wine in almost one go and shivered after you swallowed and the alcohol rushed through your system, reaching for the bottle to top yourself up. hyuck noticed your empty glass and laughed from where he was frying the meat and vegetables.

“calm down, lightweight. wouldn’t want you getting too drunk—aren’t you working tomorrow?”

you scoffed at the jab, flipping him the bird. “lightweight my ass, i could drink you under the table.”

to prove your point you took a prolonged sip from your second glass, and then shook your head in answer to his question. “we’re shut tomorrow. something about too many people being out sick.”

hyuck nodded in understanding and then went back to pouring things into the pan, stirring as he went. it sizzled from the heat and both looked and smelled almost done, and you felt your stomach ache a little in anticipation. you weren’t even all that mad about your usual tuesday night plans being derailed, now more looking forward to sitting down and enjoying a meal with donghyuck than watching rich people gossip about one another (although you had to admit that said gossip was entertaining).

the pair of you made idle chat and swapped insults at each other’s music choices while they played, draining a few more glasses of wine between you as you went, until finally hyuck was shutting off the heat and presenting you the food with a flourish, looking highly proud of himself despite how his glasses had fogged up slightly from the steam. he was setting about grabbing two pairs of chopsticks when you stopped him in his tracks.

“please tell me you weren’t actually expecting us to eat out of the pot.”

he wilted under your flat stare, and you rolled your eyes. “maybe? i just don’t want to bother you for too long with washing up afterwards. i know tuesdays are usually your designated soap opera nights.”

his logic didn’t make much sense but the reasoning behind it was sweet, and you willed yourself not to melt after hearing it, deciding not to mention that you didn’t actually mind in place of trying to keep a firm resolve despite the mirth slowly creeping into your next words.

“and yet you made me keep you company while you cooked?”

donghyuck pouted again as he was called out, setting his half-full glass down a little too carelessly to complain at you.

“i didn’t want to be lonely! i like having you around, you know? even if your music taste is..” he trailed off and pulled a disgusted face, miming throwing up, and in response you balled up the dishcloth left on the counter in your reach and threw it right between his eyes to distract him from the fact that his words had (again) made it hard for you not to do something stupid; like confess your feelings right then and there, or pull him into a kiss by the front of his apron.

“my music taste is fine, thank you very much. now help me set the table, and then we can eat.”

he gave you a mock salute and reached behind himself to fiddle with the knot you’d tied for him earlier, slipping his apron off and hanging it up before returning to your side.

you jostled each other on the way to the curlery drawer, poked more fun at the songs you had queued up to play while you ate, fought playfully over who got to pour who more wine, and then as you finally sat down together at the table you had the sudden thought that, if you got to spend more nights with hyuck like this—smiley, playful, with flushed cheeks and skin warm to the touch from the alcohol—then the worries that came with the possibility of you ruining your friendship with a few simple words could be put aside for just a little while longer.

[basilpaste]

1 10 and 11 for isat ask game:3

isat ask game!

1- favorite character?

haha. no idea. who knows. mystery

FUCK SHIT GODDAMN. YOu didnt see that. (this isnt even all of my isas. lird.)

10- any headcanons about the in-game world?

mmmm. some, yeah! most of my headcanons are like.... for phrases and stuff? my favorite is the phrase "craft me curious" instead of "colour me curious" and its sister-terms.

i also have poterian religion concepts for? connie reasons???

poterian rejuvenation! the idea that everything passes eventually. things come and go and you can chose to move the cycle or just to be moved by it.

11- any character headcanons?

i for sure have talked about some of these before but: chronic illness mira, dermatillomania (or general ocd really) sif, a LOT of thoughts. about isabeaus family and his stuff.

isa says at the end of act five in the falling action that the closest hes ever been with anyone is the party. he also has... a big family. and was a timid smart kid in his youth. i think he was an 'older middle child', who kind of got forgotten in the wave.

ALSO. this is an idea i stole from my dear pal pix pixxyofice but... isa seems to know a lot more about the forgotten island than some of the other members of the party? it is my personal headcanon that, perhaps, one of his oldest siblings moved there. sort of the same thing as the daydreaming one (glances at osis). d. dont worry about that actually.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

1 & 15 for the oc ask game for each of the polycule?

1. How did you choose their name?

Ashley- I wanted to name him straight up Lee. But then I have a character who goes by "Lee" as a nickname and they're in the same huge, connected story. So I didn't want it to be weird. And I was like... "Okay, so names that are sort of like Lee..." And I considered Leo, but I didn't like it. :') I considered Leon, hated it. Considered removing the whole Lee element and picking something totally different. But then I thought of Ashley. And I loved it! He's got options with Ashley, you know. :D

Isa- straight up stole it from another character and then built around it. So his name is Isaiah. But he goes by Isa (pronounced like eye-zuh). Because his dad is Isaiah. :)

Aaron- gave them the name I wanted to use because I'm not masc enough to pull off. :')

OC Askbox Game

(I answered 15 earlier, but I put it under the cut for you!)

15. Is your character’s first instinct fight or flight? Is there something that could force them to do the opposite?

Ashley- when he was younger: fawn. Now: fight. To switch him back to fawn, one would have to remind him of his mom.

Isa- when he was younger: flight. Now: fight. To switch him back to flight, one would have to threaten the people he loves. You know, use them against him.

Aaron- when they were younger: freeze. Now: fight. I don’t think there’s a way to switch them back. The monster’s been unleashed and it bites.

[alxor-of-hellsite]

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?

70: have you ever used a ouija board?

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.

58: I have one friend, Isa, who is very much both. she likes to cuss me out in spanish but loves the friend group like we are her children.

96: i haven’t finished setting up my PC all the way (i got it two years ago :]) if that says anything.

24: does myself count? but besides myself *maybe*, depends on situation.

84: Yes. so many. not any super specific designs in mind as of current, but i really want a sun tattoo of some kind on my left shoulder

46: I’m addicted to brake fluid, but it’s okay because I can stop at any time.

32: one time me & my cousins got really fucking delirious & one of them stole a banana from my grandmas pantry & hid it in a box of chips, it is now an inside joke.

49: YES!!! CDs, Tchaikovsky ballet suites collection. rarely have the opportunity to buy them though.

66: VERY COLORFUL & with hidden meanings in flower language

70: My mother used a ouija board when she was a teen & tells me it “changed her life & she can never go back” & she says if she ever finds out i have used one she will freak out & that it would be worse than if i did all of the drugs & was a serial killer & it will make her cry. My family has a lot of ghost stories (please ask me about them i need to tell the ghost stories)… So i haven’t used one but i really really want to incredibly bad & will jump at the opportunity. I think about it daily & really want to buy one.

74: Good poet, likes tea, super duper kind & amazing & wonderful, has really pretty eyes, currently has red hair >:)

[fictionkinfessions]

looking at the tag for our source on this blog and seeing it’s 99% siffrins lamenting being lonely is so. yeah that’s fitting. we went through all that trouble and for what??? none of our family is here apparently! we lost them Again! because i guess we don’t blinding deserve that! it’s just siffrin and siffrin and miserable siffrin over and over again. i saw maybe one isa in the tag and my heart melted a little just knowing he’s out there at all even if i’m never going to get to talk to him or hug him or hold his sweaty hands ever again. stars

which, like, i get it.i can see why so many people have flocked to him. i’m not upset about the fact that there’s so many sifs around, i love y’all and i am holding your hands in solidarity forever and ever ok. i love talking to doubles and seeing how things went differently between us (my friend who also kins him didn’t lose the whole eyeball can you believe that. they still have the eyeball. they’re blind in it but they didn’t need to get it completely removed from the socket!!! incredible! i feel cheated out of an eyeball) and just generally getting that experience of talking to yourself even if it’ll never be to the degree that it was between me and loop. i love it. i loved that story and i still do

but it still makes my heart hurt a little knowing that there’s so many of us and so little of our family out there in comparison? i feel like understudy #73848955793. even if a blinding miracle happens and i meet ANYONE from my canon who wasn’t me (save for loop lmao) the odds that they’ll be My family member feels. like next to nothing. i feel so alone. i’m a nobody again. i’m scared. i’m a nobody in a sea of nobodies. i miss them so much. i’m never going to see my family again the universe put me through all that torture and left me broken and i didn’t even get to keep them in the end. they’re gone. forever. i’m never going to. hhrgghhh. loop i think i am understanding you more now than i ever did back then. i’m so sorry

i was already the worse siffrin when there were only the two of us in the world. me and loop. loop was so much better than me. brighter. they made it through 10x the amount of loops i did without breaking and they did it completely alone in a worse version of the house with a worse king. and they still did better than me. and still had the capacity to care about me their little copy who stole everything from them and wasn’t even grateful about it! and now it’s like. wow. i am now the worse siffrin out of a Billion other siffrins. no wonder my family was taken from me again. im truly the last of us who deserves them. i’m never going to see them again i

stars i miss them. i miss them so much. i miss you loop i miss you isa i miss you mira and bonbon and odile i miss you!!!!!!! what did i do wrong!!!!!!!! besides literally everything i’ve ever done!!!!!!

the universe leads!!!!!!! and i have no blinding choice but to follow it into this miserable half-life of a half-life. it’s. mmmmmm

i miss my family!!!

- siffrin

x

[prism-empurress]

Participated in a sprint in a discord server that I'm in! My first sprint ever. ...I actually got 1st place, with 591 words. I don't count words usually, I normally count letters, that's something I need to wean from in the future... But I wrote...Isafrin fluff! It may be...too sweet and fluffy, but...it's what I wanted to write. that and the ending is just sudden... Isabeau and Siffrin have their first kiss in a romantic garden~ ----

Isabeau and Siffrin were sitting on a bench, overlooking a beautiful garden. The sun was warm on their faces, and there was the gentlest of breezes. Birds piou-piou'd in the distance…it was the perfect day. Siffrin leaned against Isabeau, hand intertwined with his. Their heart was racing, recalling the loops. Especially…that one. They still felt guilty to this day, even though the loops ended three months ago.

Siffrin and Isabeau just began dating, perhaps two months ago. Was it too soon to ask for a kiss?

Siffrin stole a glance at Isabeau, who was smiling down at the few bees gathering pollen from the lovely blooms. The sunlight looked like it radiated directly from him. Siffrin yearned to put their lips together, properly, this time.

Isabeau turned to look at Siffrin, "Hey, are you alright?"

Siffrin snapped out of his thoughts, "Oh! Uhm! Yes. Yes. I'm okay."

Isabeau smiled at Siffrin warmly, leaning over slightly and pressing their foreheads together.

"I love spending time with you like this. No worries, no need to do anything…just the two of us. Relaxing."

Siffrin melted upon contact, but refrained from squealing out loud.

"I like this too," They clumsily spat out. "But I feel like…I need to do something else. Something impressive."

"You already have." Isabeau booped their nose playfully. "You spend your coin on art supplies for the little artist. It was so sweet."

"How is that impressive, Isa?" Siffrin snorted.

"Just looks like you're…letting go of the past, I suppose. Or making peace with it. Either or."

A few days ago, Siffrin gifted the drawing one with a set of pencils plus a nice wooden surface so that they didn't have to draw on the uneven ground anymore. The kid was overjoyed, and drew themself making a flower crown for Siffrin. Said picture now hung on the fridge in the family's new home.

"I know that's hard to do," Isabeau continued. "It was…hard for me, too, to let go of my past. Change is destruction, you know."

"CanIkissyou?" Siffrin spat out suddenly.

Isabeau's cheeks went dark.

"Huh??? Uhm!"

"W-we don't have to!" Siffrin exclaimed. "You just…I mean…you look…really nice."

"Siffrin, I'd love that." Isabeau wrapped an arm around them. "Do you want to initiate?"

Siffrin nodded, taking a deep breath in and out. Then, slowly…

Their lips met, and fireworks erupted all around. Isabeau's lips were so soft and warm against Siffrin's, making them shake excitedly like a dog.

They held onto the kiss for a few seconds, then finally separated.

"W-was that…good?" Siffrin timidly put their pointer fingers together.

"It was perfect." Isabeau's eyes gleamed. "You did great."

Siffrin leaned against Isabeau again, clinging to him and basking in him entirely. Isabeau softly rubbed their back, chuckling.

"I love you, Sif."

"I love you too, Isa." Siffrin said, mumbled by Isabeau's sweater.

"Can I kiss you on the cheek?" Isabeau asked, lightly tracing a finger on Siffrin's face.

Siffrin nodded, reluctantly pulling himself from the warmth of Isabeau, and mentally prepared for the kiss. Isabeau approached them slowly, and planted a gentle kiss just underneath of Siffrin's scarred eye.

Siffrin nearly yelped from excitement. He yearned for thousands of kisses right then and there, but he knew he had to pace himself.

"But why my blind eye?" Siffrin asked.

"I just think…all of you deserves love, Siffrin. Even the parts you don't like."