#i was like oh cool i will boop forever

[whereforartthoumisthios]

I was a fool and unaware the beloved boop button would go away so soon, so if you booped me and I didn't boop back - I THOUGHT I HAD TIME IM SORRY

[zeltqz]

hop on

pairing. bf!eren x fem!reader

word count. 1.9k

summary. you ask eren to use his controller to play a game with your friend, but he lets his jealousy get the better of him when he finds out you're playing with another boy.

tags. videogames, oral (f), exhibitionism (connie and jean are on the phone when it happens), jealous!eren

authors note. the video game trope is cool but i wanted to switch it up and make the reader the one playing the video game now 😁😎

taglist. @meuw02 @foreshadxw @neptunes1nterweb @mishueb @yourrfavzxri @

“What’re you plotting?” Eren asks as you slide yourself into his lap, nuzzling your head into his neck. He wraps his arms around you and kisses the top of your head as you sigh dramatically.

“I’m not plotting anything… can I not show you affection?” Eren can practically hear the pout in your voice.

“I mean, you can. It’s just suspicious.” He gently grabs your face, bringing it out of his neck and looks you in your eyes. “You want something, don’t you?”

“No…” you say, but he doesn’t believe you. He stares you down with those intimidatingly green eyes of his until you crack. “Okay fine. I needed to ask to borrow something.”

“Borrow whatever you want, baby.”

Your face lit up as you sat upright, almost knocking his chin with your head with how quick you moved. “Really?!” He nods. “Wow, that was easier than I thought. Thank youuu.” You grab onto his face, planting kisses on his cheeks, nose and lips. 

Before he can kiss you back properly, you slide off his lap, leaning over his body to search his bedside drawer. “Now, where is it…”

“Where’s what?” He watches you slap around his messy drawer with an amused face.

“Your controller,” you mumble, continuing to dig through his belongings.

“Oh hell nah, you’re not using that.” He grabs your ankle and tugs you backwards. 

You snap your head to look at him, offended. “What? Why!? You said I could borrow whatever I want!”

“Well anything but that. You don’t mess around with my games, sorry babe.” He reaches to boop your nose but you slap his hand away, frowning. “It’s not personal. I don’t let anybody touch it. Even when Armin comes over, he has to bring his own shit.”

“I’m not  just anybody though,” you argue back. “Why can’t I use it?”

“Why do you even need it? Since when do you play video games?”

“Since fucking forever! My friend wants to play Minecraft with me and my phone is too laggy. Please baby,” you beg, grabbing his hands and pressing soft kisses on his knuckles to try to make him change his mind.

“Could you do that on my dick instead?” he challenges, a juvenile smirk on his face as he watches you slowly stop kissing his knuckles to glare up at him. 

You groan and move to lay on his bed, staring at his moving ceiling fan as you think of ways to persuade him. Eren climbs over you and you have half a mind to kick him off. The sheer satisfaction of watching him hit the floor is tempting, but you need to get on his good side. Eren leans down and tries to kiss you, but you move your face the other way. 

It’s adorable how confused and hurt he looks, so he bends down to kiss you again, only for you to move the opposite way. “Wow, so this is what we’re doing now, huh?”

You continue ignoring him, flicking your eyes everywhere but his face. 

“Okay, fuck. Fine, here.” He reaches under his bed and pulls out his controller. Your eyes light up as he hands it to you. “Treat it like that’s your kid. I don’t play around when it comes to that.”

“I will I will, thank you.” You plant a wet kiss onto his cheek, smiling as he grumbles and wipes it off. 

“Come here.” He pats his lap and you crawl onto his lap, between his legs, as he turns on his TV, signing into his PS account so you can play your game.

“Can I use your headphones too?” You ask him, watching his face turn deadpan as he looks at you.

“Don’t ask for too much now.”

You roll your eyes. “Fine. The controller is good.” Whilst he’s setting everything up, you pull out your phone and click on Jean’s contact. As you’re texting him, asking if he’s ready to play, Eren gives your sides a squeeze and bends down to speak into your ear. “All done setting up.”

You whisper a thank you before grabbing your headphones and plugging them into your phone. Eren drowns out the sound of your voice as you keep playing, choosing between watching you waltz around the open world or texting his group chat. Time passed by and you switched your position on the bed, now laying flat on your stomach, giving Eren a full view of your body.

A shiver runs across his body and he craves your warmth, so he taps the back of your thigh once to get your attention. 

“Hold on, gimme a sec,” you say to Jean, muting the call, then turning to face Eren. “What’s wrong?”

“C’mere,” he pats his lap and you smile, pausing the game as you wiggle your way back onto his lap, your back pressed flush against his chest and you tilt your head to the side so Eren can rest his face on your neck. 

You continue talking and playing with Jean. Since you’re this close to him, Eren can hear the voice through the headset, then hears the familiar snorting loud laughter. He grabs the headphones and puts it in his ear, hearing Jean talking. 

“Why the fuck are you playing with Jean?” He asks you, fighting back the urge to hang up the phone.

“Wha—because he wanted to play with me?” You blink at him, confused. “Is that a problem?”

Eren pouts once he notices you aren’t catching the hint. It’s common knowledge the distaste Eren and Jean both have for each other; whenever they’re in the same room, they both have to physically restrain from calling the other names. Seeing you laughing and playing video games with Jean makes Eren want to just snatch his controller back and leave Jean to suffer alone. 

“Hello?” Jean questions from the other end of the line, wondering why you’ve been quiet all of a sudden. 

“Eren, if it makes you feel better, Connie is coming online any moment now. So I’m technically not just playing with Jean.” 

“Whatever, yeah.” He grumbles, letting you go back to playing. The entire time you play, he’s watching Jean’s character on screen move. His fingers tighten against your waist every time he sees Jean’s Steve run up too close to you, whenever he hands you an item, whenever he practically does anything. 

He shifts his eyes to you, eyes focused on the screen as you build a better house and Eren licks his lips, wondering how he can distract your attention from Jean to him. 

His hand slowly starts sliding downwards, subtle enough for you to not notice, until it reaches the waistband of your sweatpants. You’re too distracted to notice him untying the knot, then slipping further downwards. 

“Wait, gimme a second,” you speak into the phone, then turn to face your boyfriend. “What’re you doing?”

“Nothing.” Eren shrugs nonchalantly, licking his lips as his rough fingers glide along your panties. 

You swallow hard to fight back a moan. “Are you trying to make me—” you lowered your voice and spoke away from your microphone. “If you want to have sex just tell me, I’ll hang up.”

“But where’s the fun in that?” Eren manoeuvres your face back to facing the TV. You clear your throat, fingers shaking slightly against the controller as you feel his fingers peel away your panties, rubbing along your slit.

Your breath hitches when he teases the tips of his fingers inside your hole, dipping it inside just enough for you to feel something, but not enough to make you feel satisfied. Since you couldn’t use your words, you sent him a pleading look with your eyes, hoping he’ll get the hint. 

Eren only smiled before dipping his finger inside bit by bit. Your breathing was shaky and you spread your legs more to give him a better angle. He pumps his finger in and out of you at a leisurely pace, wanting nothing more than to hear you lose control of your voice and hear you moan into the mic. 

Unfortunately for him though, this wasn’t enough to gather that much of a reaction from you. He noticed how good you were at containing your voice, clearing your throat whenever a soft whimper would leave your lips. He pulls his fingers out and lifted you up and off his lap, putting you back onto the bed, then crawled in front of you, settling himself between your legs.

Your eyes went wide as you tried to close your legs, but he kept them open with both hands, tugging you forward until you were laying down. Your yelp caught the attention of Jean and Connie, asking you if you’re alright, but you were too busy focusing on the way Eren’s tongue laved its way inside your body. His lips sealed around your clit and your back arched off the bed, legs desperately trying to close in on themselves, only to wrap around Eren’s head as it moved up and down, licking and sucking your pussy like it was his favourite meal. 

“Oh my god… Eren—I—” You forgot your mic was still on and removed your headphones, tossing them against the bed as you reached downwards, grabbing his hair and tugging at it. “Fuck, that feels so good.”

He hums into your pussy, the vibration making you squirm uncontrollably against the sheets as you reach your peak. His tongue flicks at your clit, stimulating it in circles until you are panting heavily, on the verge of ripping his hair out and coming on his face. His name was like a prayer on your tongue with the way you were chanting it, biting your lip in a failed attempt to control your sounds.

He parts your folds with two fingers, licking up and down until you were overstimulated and had to beg him to stop. He sat upright, licking his lips, looking satisfied and smug as ever. His hands braced themselves beside your head and he bent down to kiss you. You let him slide his tongue against yours in your mouth, moaning around the vessel as his hips rolled downwards, meeting yours. 

On the TV, the sound of zombies growling catches your attention, and you peek past his lean body to see. It’s nighttime and the mobs are out. Panicking, you push him off you and grab your abandoned headphones from the bed, putting them back on your ears, ready to get back to playing as if nothing happened. 

“You both are DISGUSTING.” Connie’s voice groans into the mic, making you freeze as you forgot to mute the mic. His voice was loud enough for Eren to hear through the headphones. Eren erupted into laughter, grabbing your headphones to speak in them.

“Don’t be upset because you can’t get any.”

Connie spluttered gibberish and you hid your face in your hands, shaking your head, utterly embarrassed. Eren kisses your forehead and grabs your face, giving you another long wet kiss, loud enough for Connie to hear and groan again, telling you both to get a room. Jean was quiet the entire time. 

“I’m never playing games with you again, sick fucks.” Jean grumbles eventually, making Eren cackle again, even louder than before. 

“It’s okay, I can take it from here,” Eren mumbles against your lips and gathers you back onto his lap, taking control of the controller as you process the embarrassment alone. “You two, hop on Val now. It’s my turn.”

[lesbiankimdahyun]

Desperately need the next part for summer session I WANT TO KNOW IF IM NOT A CHICKEN FOR MISS SANA PLSANDJSJS

here it is!!

SUMMER SESSION III

2.9K words 

CW: scissoring, face sitting, other gay activity using toys ;)

AN: this is most likely the last installment!

[Sana x F!Reader] 

Requested: Yes

“You’re gonna run out of clothes, bestie,” Chaeyoung said, “And time.” 

“Ugh,” you replied, readjusting your phone to give the tiny version of your friend on FaceTime a better view. “I know I know, just tell me what you think.” You stepped back into the frame of your full length mirror so Chaeyoung could get a glimpse of your outfit. She leaned in toward the screen, trying to get a better look. 

Clothes that didn’t feel right littered your floor, bed, and hung haphazardly on hangers in your wide open closet. This was your fourth outfit change and you were about to start sweating. “Well?” 

Chaeyoung took in your outfit– a simple white tank with a cropped, textured, short sleeve lilac button up over it, and dark denim shorts. 

“You look…” she paused. “Well, gay. Okay great! Now hurry up and add a watch or some jewelry so you can go!” 

You rolled your eyes a little, picking up your phone and reaching for the jewelry stand on your dresser. “Just gay? Oh whatever, as long as I don’t look stupid.”

The blonde-haired girl beamed at you from her New York City studio apartment. “She’ll like it,” she said, then smirked. “But you didn’t need any help from me for this, really. Not when those clothes are gonna end up coming off anyway!” 

“Hey!” 

Her burst of laughter cut off your chances of getting a smart reply in. Chae waved at you. “My job here’s done. I gotta go meet a few friends now but good luuuuuck!” Her sing-songy voice cut off as the call ended. 

You thought about sending her a snarky reply via text, but when you put on your watch and saw how close to seven it was, you decided to forgo it. Instead, you opened the chat you had going with Sana as you locked the door behind you, told her you’d be there soon, then headed for the train station. 

Sana’s apartment was modern and clean, but still very personalized to her style. As she showed you around her kitchen and living space, a few things caught your eye. 

“Is that like… vintage Betty Boop?” you asked. 

Sana smiled at you. “Yeah,” she said, glancing up at the framed image hanging on her wall. “One of two hundred original, signed, limited edition lithographs.” She blushed a little. “I uh, I really like Betty Boop. She’s just so cute! Yet sexy...”

Her bookshelf caught your eye, too. But not for the books. In fact, only the bottom shelf had books. The rest held other personal belongings of hers. The top shelves were dedicated to perfume bottles– some new, some that must have been a few decades old. The middle shelves were full of small photos and knickknacks. 

You pointed at a photo of Sana with a couple other girls on either side of her. “Who are they?” you asked, suddenly noticing just how many photos she had with the two other dark haired girls. One of them had a cute, shy gummy smile and distinct beauty marks. The other girl had a long, shoulder length wolf cut with bangs that lay perfectly across her forehead. She was intimidatingly pretty, just like the other girl. 

“My best friends from home,” Sana replied, picking up the framed photo. “That’s Mina,” she said, pointing to the girl with the beauty marks. She pointed to the girl with the wolf cut. “And that’s Momo!” 

“Wow,” you said. “How long have you known each other?” 

Sana paused to think. “It’s been…gosh, maybe ten years? It feels like I’ve known them forever, though. I’m trying to convince them to visit next summer.” 

You smiled as she set the framed photo back in its place on her shelf. “I hope they do,” you said. “They seem cool.” 

When you were done admiring Sana’s space, the two of you ordered food. As you waited for it to arrive, you hung out on Sana’s couch while she introduced you to her favorite kr&b duo, UJB. While you acquainted yourself with the duo’s two idols, Jihyo and Jeongyeon, Sana made mixed drinks for the both of you. 

“Their music is so good,” you said when she sat back down and handed you a glass. “Okay be real– do you have a favorite out of the two?”

Sana laughed, a sound you liked the more you heard it. “I love them both a lot,” she said, pausing to take a sip of her drink. “Obviously. But if I had to choose…” she nodded toward the shorter, raven-haired woman on the screen. “It’d be Jihyo.” 

When your food finally arrived, you arranged it carefully on Sana’s coffee table while she refreshed drinks for the both of you and grabbed plates and cutlery. The mouthwatering scent of bulgogi, spicy pork, steamed mixed veggies, rice and summer salad filled the room. Sana came back with not only drinks, but two tiny shot glasses and a fresh bottle of soju. 

“What’s all this?” you asked, eyeing the shot glasses as you reached for a napkin and plate. 

“I hope you don’t mind,” Sana said, reaching for the remote. “But I’ve always wanted to try…” she pulled up Jennifer’s Body, ready to stream. “...the drinking game to this.” 

“Oh, sure,” you said, filling your plate while Sana filled hers. “I love this movie.” 

At first, you thought you wouldn’t be drinking that much considering there were only eight rules to follow for the drinking game, but Sana insisted on alternating between the pure soju and your mixed drinks. Soon you were feeling much less self conscious and a little braver with some alcohol in your system. Before long, both of your plates sat unattended with only a few bites left on each as you got more into the movie’s plot and the drinking game. 

Your nerves about why Sana had invited you over in the first place were almost gone, until the scene in Needy’s bedroom was suddenly on screen and you felt a bit of heat rise to your face. You couldn’t bear to look at Sana as you watched Jennifer kneel on Needy’s bed, tucking her hair behind her ears and adjusting her glasses on top of her head. Their lips met shortly after, and you glanced away. Sana, on the other hand, sat engrossed, leaning in slightly as Needy climbed on top of Jennifer on screen and leaned down to kiss her. 

“When’s the last time you kissed someone like that?” Sana asked suddenly, making you jump a little. 

“Wh-what?” you forced yourself to only look at the screen, watching for a moment. “Oh, uh… it’s been a while,” you said. Without really thinking, you then said, “You?” 

Sana chuckled. “Hmm. A while for me, too,” she replied. You nodded a little, suddenly very aware of how much distance had closed between you and Sana since the movie started. You had been sitting more toward the corner, facing her with one arm lazily draped over the top of the couch, and now Sana was nearly resting against your arm. You kept your eyes on the screen, swallowing hard. 

Sana reached for the remote, turning down the volume of the movie. “Would you kiss me like that?” 

You blushed. You nodded before your voice finally caught up with you. “Y-yes,” you said meekly, finally daring to look in Sana’s direction. She was already looking at you. 

“Okay,” she said, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. You turned to face her, and as you did, you could practically feel the energy of the room shift. The attraction between the two of you was almost palpable now, and it gave you a much-needed bit of courage. 

You sat up a bit, resting your hand on her knee as you moved. You leaned in a little and so did she. You were about to tilt your head when she spoke suddenly, softly. 

“I…” Sana hesitated. “I just want you to know I really do think you’re attractive, I’m not just doing this because we’ve been drinking and—” 

She trailed off, eyes fixated on your mouth. Noticing this, you moved forward then, finding your confidence finally as your lips met with hers. Sana let out a muffled noise of surprise, then quickly kissed you again, giving you permission to continue. 

Her lips were soft and her touches even softer. She opened her mouth a bit, inviting you in to taste her. Her hands gently pulled on your wrists, and it was all you needed to be able to lead from there. As your fingertips focused on lightly trailing over her forearms and waist, you continued to kiss her, a little deeper, then deeper still until she finally broke away to come up for air. 

Sana’s cheeks were a deep, flushed pink and her eyes slightly hooded as she looked at you. 

“Do you— um…” Sana struggled to find her words and bit her lip to keep a goofy smile off her face. You waited patiently, amused by this new side of hers. It was like finally, your roles had traded. You felt much more bold, while Sana seemed to only get shyer. “My room’s this way,” she said finally, getting up and taking your hand. 

You barely had time to look around Sana’s room before she was pulling you down onto her bed with her. Your lips met hers again and you laid back on her bed, pulling her on top of you. Her hands pulled your short sleeve button up away from your sides as she kissed you, then moved toward your white tank tucked into your shorts. Meanwhile, you worked on Sana’s shirt, a dark off-the-shoulder long sleeve. Before you knew it, both of your clothes had been abandoned on her bedroom floor. You could see out of the corner of your eye through Sana’s window that the sun was setting, but one of her lamps turned on automatically a few moments later, filling your corner of the bedroom with an incredibly soft, yellow glow while everything else fell away to shadows. 

Sana was kissing her way down your neck fervently, one hand working its way between your legs. At first you thought she was going to touch you, but then she started pulling you closer. You were confused for a moment until you figured out what she was trying to do. You took your hands away for a moment to adjust your legs and the distribution of your weight, and then Sana’s; one of her legs over yours, and one of your legs over hers. 

“Better?” you asked softly, pulling Sana closer to you. In all of your experience, scissoring had never been able to make you get even remotely close to coming, but if it was what she wanted and needed to get off, you were more than willing to do it. 

Sana nodded eagerly, looking down to watch as your body met with hers. You closed your eyes, stifling a moan when you felt her wetness on yours. You tried not to think about all of the other things you’d rather be doing to her, focusing instead on trying to help her grind into you. It was nearly impossible to get a good rhythm going, but your own lust skyrocketed and you found yourself grinding back against her, trying to get your aching core any sort of satisfaction and relief. 

The more the two of you worked at it, the more labored both of your breathing became. 

“Is…this comfortable for you?” you asked after a few minutes, panting lightly. 

“Kinda,” Sana replied. Her eyes roamed everywhere over your body. She grabbed at your thighs, squeezing lightly, then set her gaze back on your mouth. She paused for a moment. “Actually…” she said, “I think I know what I’d like even better.”

She reached for you to kiss you, gently untangling her body from yours as her tongue explored your mouth. You found yourself lying down on her bed with Sana climbing on top of you. Her long, brown hair tickled your face as she kissed you, and then she stopped. 

“I… want to feel you,” she said, her brown eyes looking down at you for approval. “Put that mouth to work for me?” You nodded eagerly, sliding down more so Sana had room to hover above your face. You held onto her thighs as she lowered herself down, her breath hitching when she felt your tongue on her. 

You started slowly, taking your time to lick the length of Sana’s wet cunt. She held onto the headboard of her bed, eyes closed. Your tongue teased her entrance, making her gasp, and then moved toward her clit. She tried to be quiet at first, but you gave the back of her thighs a playful squeeze. “I like being able to hear you,” you murmured. “Don’t be shy.” 

Sana half laughed, half moaned as you lapped at her clit. “Y-you’re one to ta– oh, there, right there,” she said. She sank lower onto your face, her thighs warm and snug against the sides of your face. “F-fuck,” she breathed, starting to roll her hips. Your own noises of delight were muffled under her pussy, but Sana appreciated them just the same. 

Your chin, nose and lips became soaked in her juices as you continued to eat her out. You could tell it felt much better for Sana than scissoring had because her breathing slowly became more shallow and her once quiet moans were getting louder. 

“Oh, god…” Sana’s body involuntarily shuddered a little. “That feels so…” she trailed off, grinding against your mouth a little faster. “Yes…” 

But then, just as you were working yourself back into a rhythm that seemed to really please her, she stopped again. She lifted herself off of you, giving you both a few moments to catch your breath. 

“Are you okay?” you asked, slightly worried. “Did I hurt you?” 

Sana smiled, still panting lightly. “No, no, not at all,” she said. “I was actually…” she tucked some of her hair behind her ears. “I could’ve come like that. Well, I mean, I wanted to, but I… I think I’m too shy to come in your mouth,” she finally admitted. “But,” she added quickly, “I do want to come.” 

You nodded, sitting up a bit and wiping part of your face with the back of your hand. “How would you like to?” 

“Hmm.” Sana climbed toward the edge of her bed for a moment, letting the top half of her body disappear momentarily as she leaned over the side to grab a small box under her bed. You quickly looked away from checking out her hips and ass when she sat back up. When she turned to face you, she held a light purple, seven inch toy in her hand. She blushed, but you grinned. 

“I can work with this,” you said. “Lie back,” you instructed, taking the toy from her. You kissed your way down her body, lightly twisting one of her nipples as you moved. You settled in between her legs, kissing and licking your way to her wet pussy. 

“Do you want me to touch you too, or do you want to?” you asked softly. In response, Sana snaked one hand down between her legs, rubbing her clit lightly. Your own cunt clenched involuntarily around nothing as you positioned the head of the toy at her entrance. You rubbed it along her folds a bit, soaking it with her own juices before finally slipping the head in. 

Sana threw her head back, opening her legs a little wider. “M-more,” she said. “Please.” 

You prayed your own wetness would drip down your thighs instead of onto her bedding, talking to Sana softly as you worked more of the length of the toy inside her. “You look so pretty like this,” you told her. Sana rubbed her clit as you fucked her, eyes locked on you as the toy slid in and out of her dripping pussy with ease. 

“God, you make that feel good,” she said, her entire body flush from pleasure. 

“And you,” you said, listening to the lewd sounds of her receptive, wet pussy, “make it sound even better.” You leaned down to kiss her, letting Sana lick your lips and tongue. Her hips bucked as you fucked her, her body trying to get more of the toy inside as her fingers rubbed away at her clit desperately. 

“R-right there,” Sana said after a while. Her body had been growing more and more tense the closer she got, and you could tell she was extremely close now. 

“Nngh- f-fuck, there,” she reached down and put her other hand over yours, helping you fuck her deeper and faster. Her breathing was ragged. You wondered how she was getting any air at all when suddenly she let out a cry, hitting her peak. Her body collapsed completely as she came, letting out light, breathy moans. It was one of the prettiest sounds you’d ever heard. You supported her body as she relaxed into post-orgasm bliss, and gently worked the toy out of her. The moan she let out when you finally slid it all the way out nearly made you feral as you set it aside on her nightstand. 

“Thank you,” Sana said breathlessly. “Wow.” She rolled over, eyeing you for a moment curiously. “To be honest, I’m more of a pillow princess,” she said, glancing at your neglected, soaked cunt. “But I’d love to watch you touch yourself.” Then she smiled mischievously. “You uh, don’t happen to own a harness for a strap, do you?”

[fogwitchoftheevermore]

behold, sausage not beating the watcher allegations that he started for 5 minutes. and this isn’t even including my absolute string board theory about his new life ending.

video transcription below the cut

Clip 1: Sausage is at the Vigil in Pixandria.

Sausage: Ok, really quick, I'm glad we're here. We're gonna pay our respects for all the death that's gonna be happening, uh, in that other reality. [Cut]

Alright, really quick, oh! I have candles here. One second- this is cool! I actually wasn't planning on this. Le- let's see. We have 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14. Oh! Perfect number, actually. I guess we can add this to the Vigil! 14... Let's do one here, one here, let's go... boop! Perfect. 14 of them, man. Let's do another one there. This shouldn't mess with space time or anything. This might be the past, but that's fine. I've done this so many times, it's not gonna ruin anything. Ah, there it is. Let's do another one there, perfect. You guys can figure out which candles' for who, hehe. And let's- let's leave this side open, let's do it on this side. Oh, perfect. Let's light 'em all for the deaths that happened today and last time. 1, 2, 3, 4- I'll leave that one. 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13. Perfect! Alright. Now let's bow our heads, right here. Oh, screenshot moment! Everybody, a moment of silence for our lost, uh, brethren who have met their demise. But at the end, one did- did win, right? I don't know who that one was cause I haven't gotten that spoiler yet, but, one is alive, at the end. Rest in peace. [Cut]

o7s in the chat for all the death that happened. This is a safe space to cry, but it's okay. Because at the end, there must have been a winner. Time runs out for everybody, everyone. Time runs out for everyone. All we gotta do is just sit back and watch. And maybe listen. But I don't wanna hear any whispers out there, you guys talk with your chest because at the end, it's fine! It was worth it, it was a good fight. May they rest in peace, all the fallen. Especially Jimmy. Dying first. Canary curse, forever and ever.

Clip 2: A screenshot

Clip 3: Sausage is in his church for Bdubs in Sanctuary

Sausage: And I did throw in that that was Cleo, because that was just funny when he said his mom was calling him, so I had to do it. Uh, it's almost like my character knew that happened, somehow. [Cut]

Ah, yes. I'm not a Watcher! Ask Martyn, he can confirm.

Clip 4: Jimmy is flying around his Christmas world

Jimmy: -one. [reading Sausage's chat message] "Jimmy! Really weird thing I saw last time I was online but I forgot to ask, if you go into the first igloo, stand in the door and look directly to the opposite s- side of the mountain"? [Cut]

Here... [Jimmy sees the Secret Keeper remake and goes silent for almost 30 seconds. He gulps and then stays silent for another 15 or so seconds] I'm not pressing any of these buttons. I'm not- I'm not pressing any of these buttons! Don't tell me that's me! [A few seconds of silence] What in the-? [Another few seconds of silence] No, the buttons don't work. [He presses a button] Good. This is where the server just blows up, [laugh]. Well, that's odd. Genuinely, I don't know why- how th- how that is there. I think it's Sausage playing pranks on me. He knows I have nightmares, still, about this fella.

[chlorinecake]

ੈ♡ “do you actually hate me? so, enemies to lovers?”

🧩 N.RK 🐈‍⬛

pairing: flirtatious!stranger!riki x tsundere!fem!reader 🍵

synopsis: after calling the mysterious airport boy’s phone number, you’re left to make a decision that could quite possibly change everything between you two

cw: language, mentions of food, lots of teasing, crack, ft. riki’s big sister [Konon]

wc: 1.9k — part 1 ✈️ & part 2 💌 & part 4 🥟

You stared at the yellow sticky note in your hand, reading Riki’s letter for what felt like the hundredth time. By now, you had fully memorized his number, but you still glanced at it as you typed the series of digits onto your phone.

Boop, the dial tone sang eerily.

“Hello,” the cheerful speaker said from the other side of the phone.

“Hey, this is ____ from the airport. I just wanted to say thank you for returning my…item,” you chuckled.

“Uhh, I think you have the wrong number, ma’am.”

“Oh,” you almost frowned, “then who is this?”

“This is Café Royale on Olive Street. Wait, what did you say your name was again?”

“____.”

“Ok, cool! We were told to expect a call from you! You have a table for two reserved at 8:30am with Mr. Riki N.“

“I do? I mean, is he there now?” You asked, looking at the time that currently read 8:19am.

Ding.

“Yeah, he just came in,” the call cut out.

After getting dressed in casual apparel, you arrived at the café around 8:35am, spotting Riki and the female cashier chatting things up. He whipped his head at the sound of the door bell chiming, smiling at the sight of you.

“Wow,” he remarked, taking in your frame.

“Skipping straight to the corny stuff, I see,” you teased, sticking your hands in your pockets.

“No? I’m just surprised you actually showed up,” he said as the waitress made her way over.

You weren’t too sure why Riki wanted to meet with you so soon. Though, it surprised you how much thought he put into arranging everything.

“Hello again! Feel free to check out some of our options and see what you like before ordering,” she chirped, looking back and forth between you and him. “He’s my little brother, by the way, so don’t try anything fast unless you wanna be scalped,” she snapped, passing you a menu.

You didn’t really know how to respond to that, so you just stayed quiet, following Riki’s lead as he guided you to the reserved table by your hand.

His grip was protective yet gentle, you felt like you could hold his hand forev-

What am I saying, you thought to yourself.

He pulled out your chair before sitting beside you, propping his elbows on the table, interlacing his fingers.

“That’s Konon, my older sister. She wasn’t trying to threaten you. Just think of it as a friendly warning,” he nodded as if accepting it himself.

“I understand,” you smiled, analyzing the menu. “You two look very alike. Do you have similar personalities, too?”

He giggled, “We have similar interests, but different character’s. She’s obviously the cold type when it comes to meeting new people. I’m more…”

“Flirty,” you answered, meeting his eyes.

“So I’ve been told,” he hummed.

The waitress came over to your table with a note and pen in hand, “Alrighty, kid’s. What can I get ya?”

“I’ll have a matcha boba smoothie,” you answered plainly, suddenly becoming shy in front of his sister.

“And for the gentleman?”

“I’d like a matcha latte, with a sharing platter of chocolate filled shortbread cookies…and maybe a few breakfast bagel bites… ooh! With fresh strawberries on the side, microwaved please.”

Konon didn’t bother writing down his order, tucking the notepad in her apron pocket. “Fantastic! I’ll be back with your order in just a few minutes,” she said sarcastically, side-eying Riki as she walked away.

A different waiter brought out your order, placing a wooden platter down on the table, along with a few napkins.

“Thank you,” you and Riki said in unison, bowing his head slightly.

You immediately took a sip of your boba, a few drops of the sugary green liquid dripped from the straw, seeping through your top.

How lovely.

“Uhhh,” you looked down at your chest, the imprint of your bra starting to show.

“Looks like you’ve got a hole in your lip,” he teased, moving a thumb to wipe the drink from your mouth and then tasting it himself. “Hmm, she never makes it that good for me,” he pouted, using a few napkins to wipe at your chest.

You could feel your face growing hotter as he continued to dab at the stain, your mind still stuck on the image of him tasting the tea from your mouth with his thumb.

What was this boy doing to your heart?

“Gosh, Riki, maybe if you stopped thinking about my melons, the universe would stop drawing attention to them!” You raised your voice at him accusingly, swatted his hand away from you. Luckily, Konon had her back turned and didn’t notice the commotion.

“I can’t believe you just called your boobs melons,” he judged. “Did you give each one it’s own name, too?”

“You’re a foreign breed, Riki,” you said, failing to get the green out of your shirt.

He sighed, “Here.” Looking up to face him, your eyes darted to the view of his abs that poked from underneath his shirt. “What’re you doing,” you asked, trying to mask how you were literally just checking him out.

He took off his hoodie, revealing the white tee he wore underneath. Running a hand through his bleached hair, he handed you the hoodie to cover your stained shirt.

“Riki, you don’t have to do that.”

“No, it’s alright,” he smiled, snaking your head through the hole.

You still had to get used to his strange personality, but you were growing more and more fond of it with every second that passed.

“What do you think?” He asked, sitting back down before flashing you a shit eating grin.

“What do I think of what?”

“The way I smell? I’m sure you took a whiff. Weirdo.”

Ouch. You never would’ve thought getting a taste of your own medicine would be so painful.

You paused in thought, “Well, it smells a little off, actually. Like reptilian eggs and ear wax, but I’ll get over it, I guess,” you teased back, eliciting a fit of laughter from him.

He was hysterical, hair tussling all over his head as his body followed the sounds he made. It’s not that Riki found your joke all that funny, but it was how small you looked in his hoodie that really tickled him. He let out a sigh, reattaining his composure.

“Can you pass me a few cookies?”

You nodded, handing him three.

“Excuse me? I’m a cookie short, ma’am.”

You scoffed. “What’re you talking about?”

“I asked for a few cookies? You only gave me three.”

“Yeah, because a few IS three.”

“Okay, everybody knows a few is four. A throuple is three”

“Throuple sounds so dumb. And for the record, a couple is two, a few is three, nobody knows what four is, and a handful is five, because you have five fingers.”

“I’m sure I could hold a lot more than five cookies in one hand, just saying.”

“That’s not the point, Riki!”

“Whatever, ____,” he shook his head, taking a bite of the crisp cookie. “Words aren’t a valid way to measure numbers anyway.”

“Change the subject or I’m leaving.”

He rolled his eyes, dipping one of his cookies into the warm green latte. “Have you ever experienced a ghost poop before?”

You choked on your boba. “A what?”

“A ghost poop. It’s when you feel the urge to poop but you don’t actually have to poop, so like, it’s just your butthole going through the motions of pooping but you’re not actually pooping? I know you know what I’m talking about.”

You shook your head in horror, offended that he brought up such a thing while you were eating. “What’s wrong with you?”

“What? You told me to change the subject!” He defended, picking up one of the mushy strawberries before savoring the tartness in his mouth, reaching to add a cookie to the mix.

You blinked at him. “I hate you.”

He moved the biscuit from his face, “Wait, like… actually?”

“Yes, actually.”

“No, I mean like deadass?”

“Actually, deadass, for real, no cap, whatever,” you exaggerated, picking with a loose thread of his hoodie.

He finally bit into the cookie, munching and nodding at your response. “Hmm. So, enemies to lovers?”

“I’d rather die.”

“Woah, that’s a pretty big step, ____, but if you’re ready for that kind of commitment, so am I.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, a smile wavering over his features. “Can I call you ‘baby’?”

“I don’t think you should order caffeinated drinks anymore.”

“As a soon to be legal adult, I’m allowed to enjoy as much caffeine as I please.”

“So- wait, how are you qualified to work as a tsa agent if you’re a minor?” You asked curiously, trying one of the cookies yourself.

“Don’t you know my last name?”

You swallowed, “Obviously not.”

“Well, my father owns the airline organization you went to the other day. I’ve been working as an agent since I my sixteenth birthday, but before, he had me on window cleaning duty a few days a week. He says it’s his way of making me into a ‘good-for-something man.’ Working with him has its perks though.”

Riki Nishimura, you pieced together in your mind. A name that sounded so lovely on the tongue and so fresh in the mind. Why was he so dreamy?

“Does he pay you?”

“Pfft, no. He lets me travel once a month, instead.”

“No way. Where’ve you been?”

“Uhhh, the Philippines, Japan, of course, because I have relatives out there, Australia, Spain, South Korea, Brazil, Poland, Canada-”

“Paris?”

He paused for a moment. “No, actually. I was never really captivated by the place. Not until I met you, that is.”

What the? That was such a direct comment! Does he find you “captivating?”

He dug into his leather shoulder bag, pulling out an envelope and handing it to you.

“You’re really the old fashioned letter and notes type, huh?”

“Yes, and you love that about me,” he winked, “among others things, I’m sure.”

You scoffed, “Like what?”

“Well,” he began, leaning back in his chair with folded arms, showing off his toned muscles. “I’m mysterious.”

“Mysterious?”

“Mhm,” he nodded confidently, “And attractive.”

You rolled your eyes.

“I always say silly things that you find endearing.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself Rik-”

“You’re in love with my name.”

You wanted to kick him for how flustered you suddenly felt.

He continued from your silence, “You say it all the time like you’re scared to forget it. Like I’m gonna walk away if you don’t keep calling me.”

You dusted a few crumbs from your hands over the table. “Would you?” you asked, meeting his piercing eyes.

“Would I what?”

“Walk away.”

He leaned forward, looking down at the empty mug before him.

“Maybe if you were to reject my offer,” he finished, gleaming at the sealed envelope that sat on your side of the table.

Biting a lip with anticipation, you tore an end of the white rectangle, revealing what was inside:

A plane ticket.

To Paris, France.

With Riki.

Tomorrow!

You shook your head in disbelief, meeting his desperate yet patient features.

“I… this is… Riki-”

“See? There you go saying my name again,” he set his hand over yours, “I’m right here, ____. All you have to do is say yes.”

You took a deep breath, trying to rationalize between your heart that screamed yes and your mind that howled no. It’s not like you didn’t trust him, but you still weren’t sure how you felt about him yet, and something like this could change everything between you two. From a cute stranger that gave you hell at the airport to potentially travelling the world with him.

What do you say?

ᴀ/ɴ 𓂋 I hope you all enjoyed reading this piece as much as I did writing it! ~ love always, @chlorinecake 🎂

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Sacred Realm updated! :D

New chapter new ramble here I am!

Sacred realm has returned with Chapter 4, named The hearald and the gorons, (Considering we start by climbing death mountain this brings me joy.

I'll get the important stuff done, This is done with permission from @zelda-the-sacred-realm, and all art from the comics belongs to the comic artist.

The link to the comic can be found here! Go give it some love it's expertly done! :D

Now, grab some popcorn and a drink, sit down someplace comfortable and have fun!

Lets go!

It absolutely must be said the backgrounds of this comic never cease to amaze me at how detailed they are. I low key almost feel as cold as it looks there. It's damn incredible.

Oh man i love him so much he's so sweet

He's just a curious little bab

Time really do be >:(

Name drop! :D Huzzah!

Link you innocent bean

Is that who i think it is?

checks notes

IT IS

Okay okay okay Time to do my research. I'll go into it more when we get through the panels with him in.

This is so sweet, Interesting that he knew Twi when he was alive. (Note the lack of fun yellow glow that the other spirits have)

Calling him master. Considering what we know from twilight princess and the hero of time and the hero of twilight this makes a bunch of sense.

Oh he's so pretty

So from my understanding of Twilight's lore, He sees time as a mentor (Hence calling him master.) Twilight seems to be alive here, so i would say that this is either during his actual adventure or just after it, meaning that the area we see around them must be Twilight's time.

(Also Epona beloved)

OH MY GOD HE DID IT THE HERO

WE GOT A TIME BOOP IN COMIC IT IS CANON NOW

link will 100% do it again, maybe even Twilight will get involved.

Trying to decipher what Sky was saying here was fun, also Sky being protective of Link gives me life okay

Sky truly is the best

God these enemies are so cool!

The cinnamon roll needs assistance, is that why he's in orange? Cause he's a little cinnamon roll?

(New headcanon you can't stop me)

Save him

SKYYYYYY

Protective Sky is the best Sky alright

He's so cool!

But the lines I assume are from the spirit barrier from before. Like he's fighting the barrier to be here? Is this gonna hurt Sky to do this? It looks like he's struggling.

I'm going to assume he can't keep this up forever and this is a last resort move.

And Time knowing Sky?! Hello? Makes me wonder if the spirits have been in contact like this.

But I've got a theory about this

I think Time may have not been the only one to aid Twilight. Hence why he knows Sky.

I dont have much to base this on right now but I'm hoping we will see more about this in the next chapter so I can elaborate on this further.

Also look at Link grabbing Time's scarf like he's a toddler, the little question marks are just so adorable and I love this man okay.

Okay, I think thats everything! Thank you so much for hanging out with me as I go through this comic and yell about my faves and the cinnamon roll that is this iteration of link.

And thanks again to the artist for letting me do this!

Hope you have a wonderful day! :D

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Episode 1: It’s All So Boring

Member: Felix x afab! Reader

Summary: Lee Felix, vocalist of the band, One More Time, prepares to confess his love to his girlfriend Y/N. Seven years later, he’s bored, broke, and annoyed by it all; luckily, he’s found a way to get everything he’s ever wanted

Word Count: 6.3k

TW: Angst, disbanding, Felix gets punched, Mentions of failed dreams, possible drowning, Grim Reaper, break up, arguments, signs of depression, anything that I couldn’t think of sorry guys

A/N: I have been so excited to release this I’ve been working on it for a while and I’m so happy you guys can finally read it. It is unedited tbh but Please be sure to also check out the Kdrama it’s also called One More Time and I took a lot of inspiration from it it’s on Netflix but I also watch it on YouTube cause I don’t have Netflix. But it has Infintes L in it and it’s so good like honestly. Also comment if you want to be on the taglist and like comment reblog and my requests are open.

Character List Episode 2

The small crowd roared, the quaint little bar smelled of soju and cigarette smoke. Felix’s hands shake as the lights slowly come up on the small makeshift stage. He releases a heavy sigh as his eyes drift over the crowd, taking a nervous step forward his lips brush against the microphone. The solo spotlight blinds him as he takes a deep breath. “T-Thank you to everyone that came out.” He smiles to the crowd “we are One More Time and we hope you enjoy” his nervousness waving goodbye like and old friend as Changbin offers him a smile from behind the drum set before, he and Jisung begin the song in quick succession. Confidence builds in Felix’s core as he begins playing his guitar, his head booping along with the music as he brings himself to the mic “move your hands. There’s no tomorrow” He sang “Let’s continue to live like this” he smiled and winked toward the crowd as his eyes wandered looking for the one person he hoped would come tonight. When he notices her long brunette hair placed in the familiar ponytail. A smile plastered on her plush lips, as she watched him on stage. He smiled back, he noticed her wearing her One More Time hoodie she had spent the previous night telling him she was making. His heart soared as their eyes connected. He winked at her before shuffling over next to Jisung. As they sang together, Felix couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Pride swelled in his chest as the crowd began to applaud at the last note of the song.

Felix was greatful the show was going well, the audience booped along to the set happily. He felt ontop of the world as they chanted “One More Time!” The crowd roared as Felix placed himself center stage once again, “thank you again for coming. This next song was inspired by someone special. I hope she likes it” he smiles at her. A blush creeps on her cheeks, as the music begins. “Oh My darling, hug me you are my song” he sang as he stares at no one but her. “Oh my darling, I love you” he smiles and points at her. Her eyes widen as she bites her lip “you are my everything, my sun my diamond you are my song” she can’t help the wide smile that forms on her face “now I’m confessing to you. You are mine now” he smiles as he steps away from the mic, walking off the small makeshift stage the crowd parts as he makes his way over to her. She looks around at the crowd with the eyes now on her. Taking his ring off he stares at her “I have loved you I will love you forever” he states softly full of sincerity before placing the ring on her finger, a blush creeps wider onto her cheeks “I love you too” she responds. A happy grin forms on his lips as he leans in pressing his lips against hers. The crowd whoops and ooos as their lips form together.

Felix sits in the green room, his leg shaking as the boys sit on the couch. “That was so cool Lix!” Jisung said exclaims. “Did you see Y/N’s face? She had no idea that it was coming!” Changbin adds. “It’s going to be no time before you two are all lovey dovey with kids and stuff!” Jisung teases. Felix rolls his eyes in response. “You guys are annoying” he chuckles. A rap on the door pulling their eyes from each other. Felix rapidly jumps to his feet before pulling the door open. A smile forming on his lips as he’s met with the sight of his girlfriend “Oppa you did so good today!” She smiles at him. His eyes remain stuck on her petite form before pulling her into him in a tight hug. Her eyes widen as she embraces him, “I love you” he whispers in her ear. A blush forms on her cheeks. “I love you too” you smile against his chest. “Can we go?” Y/N questions staring at his members. Who are making kissy faces at the two. She rolls her eyes as Felix takes her hand and leads her down the hall. As the pair make it out into the alley Y/N’s pressed against the brick wall. Felix’s lips press against hers desperately, tongue brushing against her bottom lip begging for entrance. His fingers brush against her waist slowly lifting her hoodie. She allows him entry as his arms wrap firmly around her waist. He feels his member growing hard when she presses herself against his strong frame. “I love you” he giggles against her lips. Y/N nibbles on his bottom lip before she pulls away. “Come on, lover boy let’s go” she grasps his hand and drags him toward his small studio apartment only one block away from the bar.

She giggled as Felix wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing soft kisses against her neck. Closing the door with his foot he turns her around pressing her back against the door. His lips find hers once again, his fingers fiddle with the waist band of the hoodie lifting it slowly. “This is cute, thanks for making it. It made it easier to find you baby” she blushes at his words unable to respond as he presses his lips to hers once more lifting the hoodie and her shirt over his head. Her fingers work in quick succession unbuttoning his pants as he pulls his shirt over his head. “Jump” he states against her lips, she jumps slightly wrapping her legs around his waist as her fingers toy with his hair. He guides them around the small wall that covered his bedroom/kitchen. Laying her on his small futon, his lips trailed their way to her throat. He licked and sucked against her sensitive section. A small whimper is released from her throat. A smirk is formed on his lips as he pulls away slightly connecting their eyes as he strokes her hair. “I will love you forever” he confesses. She smiles as she presses her lips against his.

SEVEN YEARS LATER…….

The crowd roars as a girl group performs on a nearby stage, Felix rolls his eyes before tilting his head in the direction of the girl group. “Fucking idiots” he growls as he picks at the fries placed infront of him. Y/N stares at him worriedly, her hand reaching across the table gently rubbing up and down his arm comfortingly. He gives her a growl as he pulls arm away. “Yeji! Yeji! I love you” Jisung exclaims from his seat as the group walks past and getting into their car. “Yah! Shut up! You’re so loud” Felix scowls in Jisung’s direction, a look of confusion and realization forms over the boy. Y/N covers her face in embarrassment as Changbin comforts his friend. “Who is Yeji, anyway?” Y/N questions. A look of disbelief grows on Jisung’s face, eyes wide “You don’t know Itzy?!” He questions bewildered as Y/N shakes her head no “They’re like only the biggest group ever!” Felix sucks his teeth in response. “Can we just get on with this…” tiredly lifting himself from his seat, dragging himself threw the now dissipating crowd. He slowly trudges his way up the stairs to the stage. A faux smile on his lips as the others place themselves infront of their instruments. Y/N gives him an encouraging smile as the lights come up and they begin playing. He releases a sigh as the words slowly flow out “How've you been? I guess you're fine..”

A bored expression sits on his features as he sang. He notices the crowd slowly and surely making their way further away from their performance. He notices a drunkard staggering his way toward the stage, an unsettling feeling grows in his stomach. He can hear the drunkard yell something indistinguishable, a foreign liquid being splattered all over him and what can be assumed the rest of the stage. “YOURE BORING!!” The drunkard yells, his eyes now focusing on Y/N hiding behind her keyboard. “You!” He throws trash from the ground toward her “dance!!” He demands. Her eyes widen as the man throws more items. They continue playing as the man screams expletives at the band, Y/N notices the irritation growing on Felix’s features. Finally, He rips himself away from the mic, and off the stage into the awaiting tent ignoring the calls of his name by his members. Packing his guitar up, the rest of the band come off stage as they reprimand him. “It’s embarrassing is what it is! How could you do that?!” Changbin exclaims. “You think of no one but yourself!” Jisung adds. “There was literally fucking no one other than the dumbass that couldn’t keep his mouth shut which is what you two should do.” Felix growls. Y/N sighs as he exits the room, Jisung and Changbin stare at her expectedly. “I-I’ll handle it” as she makes her way out of the small tent

“Lix!” She calls after him, he continues on his path ignoring her. “The least you could have done was hear them out! You walked off the stage on all of us! You could at least think of us, you know your band!” She scolds. She can hear him mumbling under his breath. “Are we just not important?!Huh?!” She challenges. He whips around to face her “Not important? Why do you think I left when I did?” He growls a scowl forming on his features. “Look, I know you’re miserable but can you not make it obvious?” She snaps. He chuckles sarcastically “oh I’m sorry I’m so obvious” he makes his way toward the crosswalk. Y/N follows after him “please just take care of yourself oppa! Take your medicine, your throat needs it!” She urges as he steps into the steet, a car comes flying past sending him back to the sidewalk “ugh, seriously I can’t get away from you!” He growls as she continues to trail after him “I made some food and put it in your fridge make sure you eat! I also picked up your prescription for you please take your medicine your throat needs hydration, nodules aren’t a joke!—WHAT! Are you my mother?!” He cuts her off frustratedly throwing his hands up. “Why must you pester me every second of the day!!” He growls. Her lip quivers as her hands form into fists, “because I care about you, you mean a lot to me. Please just—just take care of yourself oppa” she states sadly her hand reaching out for his only to be disappointed when he scoffs and pulls himself away.

“I can take care of myself! You’re so annoying always nagging me and just won’t leave me alone! Open your eyes honestly! Stop following me and go home!” He snaps, stomping away from her. Y/N bites her lip, her cheeks growing scarlet as tears cascade down her face. She watches as Felix storms away from her, taking her heart along with him before turning and slowly trudging her way home.

Adrenaline runs through Felix’s veins as he stomps his way over the small canal bridge. His eyes drifting over the water, the lights reflecting off the small waves. “Almost like a Van Gogh painting, No?” A voice calls from next to him. Felix’s eyebrows scrunch together, jumping slightly. He notices a man, about his age, standing beside him. He stood with a small smirk on the side of his plump lips. The mans black hair contrasting to the red hooded coat. “Y-yeah I guess” Felix stutters. Something about the man’s pale skin and dark hooded almond eyes made Felix feel uneasy. “Life can be like that sometimes” the stranger shrugs. “Like what?” Felix questions nervously “like a work of art…” the stranger smiles “I-I guess..” Felix stutters his eyes drifting over the water “no, it is a work of art. And whichever creator you believe in is the artist,” the strange man stated matter of factly. “Well, the artist, is kind of fucking my life up so…kinda hard to believe any of that” Felix denies, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Hey, you never know maybe the artist has to keep repeating things you continue to fuck up as a stray dot of paint on his canvas, you know? I saw that lack luster performance as well…” the strange man confesses. “And what do you expect me to do with that information” Felix states annoyance hidden in his tone.

The strange man chuckles to himself “I expect YOU to do nothing with that information, I just….had an asset I was keeping an eye on and the drunk guy happened to catch my attention” Felix looks at the man with confusion on his features. “Uh okay I guess, I’m gonna go though” uncomfort settling into Felix’s gut. The strange man shrugs “have a nice night” he turns himself to the side gesturing Felix to continue on his trek home. “Get some rest, you’ll be needing it soon” the strange man called softly. “I hope you figure things out soon Felix” Felix freezes at his name “I don’t believe I caught your name!” he calls back to the strange man now walking away “I don’t believe I ever dropped it!” The man calls back before disappearing down the path. Felix slowly turned away as he begin his path home once more. His heart was beating at an unmatchable pace, his hands were shaking profusely. As he reached his door he realized….he never gave the man his name either.

Sun rays bleed through the curtain as the alarm blares from Felix’s phone. His head rings as he’s flashbanged by the bright light illuminating the room. Begrudgingly he pulls himself off the small uncomfortable futon, his hand finding it’s way into his hair. Lifting himself from the makeshift bed, he stretches. Something drawing his eye to the carpet, lifting the foreign object he sniffs it. Fresh Bread? He thinks to himself, before shrugging and placing the discarded bread on his countertop. Pulling open his fridge he’s greeted with the shelves full “tsk this girl doesn’t know when to stop” he grumbles to himself shoving the premade Tupperware dishes to the side. Grabbing a cola, his phone rings. Answering the call “hello, my name is Park Ji-ho I’m calling you about a debt we are atte—“ he cuts the caller off as he tosses his phone onto his bed. Grabbing a near by hoodie and jeans, he rushes to get himself dressed. Hauling his guitar case over his shoulder. He makes his way out the door.

Locking the door behind him, he’s greeted with a large poster. ‘FINAL NOTICE’ it read. “Ughh great!” He growls to himself ripping the form off the door. Rolling his eyes before making his way toward the stairs. He overlooks the cityscape one last time before descending, only for them to be blocked by a large rather bulky male. “Hello” Felix states nervously bowing to the familiar face “nice day out isn’t it?” He takes a hesitant step back, the man’s sinister smile has Felix bolting toward the stairs that go to the roof as another familiar face pops out from behind a corner stopping him as they wrap their arms around his shoulder leading him back down the stairs and into the hands of the bigger male.

“Guys! Guys!” He pleads his hands up in surrender as they both take a hold of the back of his shirt dragging him down the stairs and into the alley beside his building slamming him back against the brick wall “I will pay him soon come on guys!” Felix pleads “with what money?” The bigger one growls snapping at the small man, who immediately begins stuffing Felix’s mouth with bread. His eyes widen, “come on! Eat!” The bigger man demands, leaving Felix confused “you need to be healthy to find a real job and pay your rent and the loan Mr. Kim gave you” the large man confesses before releasing him and punching him in the stomach. Felix hunching over in pain bread flying everywhere as he moans. “Pay what you owe or it gets worse” the smaller man growls gripping the back of his head. Felix nods rapidly as the man lets him go, gesturing to the bigger man before walking off.

Felix groans as he lifts his shirt slightly coming to a crosswalk, a large black and blue bruise sits cheerfully on his ribs. He sucks his teeth as the walk symbol shows, taking a step toward the street he’s sent rushing back in a flash of red and yellow. Following the obstruction, he’s greeted with an older man laying on the ground a red moped with a yellow basket sitting on top of his leg “Mister!” Felix calls the older male gazes at him worry etched on his features “the light was red, you can hurt someone just not paying attention like that!” Felix growls before crossing. He notices a child crying and pointing at a balloon that floats away from her tiny hand. A small pout forms on his heart shaped lips as they pass, his eyes following the drifting balloon as he makes it to the sidewalk. His fingers tighten around the strap of the guitar case, turning away from the floating orb; Felix continues his trek. His eyes quickly drifting to the sidewalk as his legs begin to pick up pace. He rapidly tried to hide his face behind his hood as he noticed the bright blue food truck sat right in the corner of the park. “Hey Felix!” The familiar voice called. Felix sighs in contempt before glaring in the direction of the food truck, only to be greeted with a wide bright smile and his older brother waving back at him. He scoffs to himself before continuing on his path. He begrudgingly trudges his way down an alley, the old rusty, One More Time sign sat on the basement door to the bar the band performs at weekly. He stares at the sign mocking him, a glare on his face as he feels his phone ring in his pocket.

“Hello” he answers tiredly.”Is this Lee Felix” a velvety woman’s voice questions. He nods to himself before realizing the person cannot see him “yes this is who is this?” He asks “Do you enjoy writing songs that don’t sell? Hello, my name is Im Na-yeon from JYP entertainment. let’s talk in person yes?” She explains. Felix’s eyes widen as he pulls the phone away from his ear. He sees a private number, staring back at him. “When?” He quickly agrees. He hears a small chuckle from the other side of the phone “right now preferably” she states. “I will send you the address I’ll see you soon Lee Felix” she giggles before hanging up the call. Felix stares at the bar, he contemplates going inside seeing Jisung and Changbin getting their opinions but then he comes to the realization Y/N might be there. He scoffs to himself, she’s always there. With his mind made up he plugs in the address to JYP entertainment and begins his journey.

A large glass skyscraper sits in front of him, he eyes the text message once more before staring once again at the building. Large letters read ‘JYP ENTERTAINMENT’ across the border over the entrance. He notices a large crowd of what could be assumed to be fans in the corner of the building.”me? Here?” He thinks out loud “no way?!” Disbelief fills him as he slowly makes his way to the door, pulling it open he’s greeted by a security guard “name?” The guard questions. Felix looks around confused “uh Lee F-Felix” he replies hesitantly as he notices the guard scan a paper before signaling to allow him entry to the other guard. “Uh w-would you guys know where Im Na-yeons office is?” He questions hesitantly. The second guard gives him a soft smile before pointing to the elevator “it’s the 8th floor, you go up this elevator and you should see her when you get out” Felix nods and makes his way toward the elevator.

As he exits he notices posters lining the walls, idol groups and bands of the company. He makes his way to the secretary seated in the desk as he steps off the elevator. “H-hi I’m looking for Im Na-yeon” he states to the girl behind the desk, she nods swiftly before picking up her phone and informing someone of his arrival. He notices her nod multiple times before hanging up the phone “Hello I’m Sana, I’m going to be showing you to Na-yeons office” she greets with a bright friendly smile extending her hand to him. He takes it hesitantly “Felix” he states as he shakes her hand. She nods “follow me”. She turns away from her desk before walking down the hall, Felix’s legs begin to feel heavy as they get further into the building. He notices a full glass office, a youngish looking woman sits at a desk. She wore a bright hot pink suit, her long brunette hair sat perfectly down her back as she typed on a computer. ‘Im Na-yeon’ the door read. Felix’s eyes drift back to the gorgeous woman once again “s-she’s Im Na-yeon” he questions nervously. Sana smiles and nods “she has a really good ear for musicians if she wants to see you it must mean she sees something in you, she hasn’t signed anyone for a while” Sana confesses as she gestured for him to go in.

He opens the door hesitantly “You came!” Na-yeon smiles as she lifts herself from the desk making her way over to him. His heart flutters as the woman wraps her arms around his neck. His hands go up in nervousness not completing the unexpected hug. She snaps and Sana comes running in with a bouquet placing it in his hands. Felix’s eyes are wide as he stares at the flowers. “I’ve noticed you for a while now” Na-yeon confesses. Felix’s eyes meet hers “me?!” He questions bewildered pointing at himself “Yes. You. What do you think we only train idols here?” She chuckles crossing her arms over her chest as Felix nods. “Well that is mainly true” she winks with a smile “but you have something and we’re looking for new ventures” she nudges him slightly. He takes a seat on the couch across from her desk. “W-what would you want me for?” He questions. Na-yeon snaps once more and Sana comes running in with a packet, placing it in his hands as well as a check. Felix’s eyes drift over the papers in his hands, a look of disbelief grows on his expression as the check reads back to him ‘1,000,000,000₩’ “t-this is..” he trails “just the signing bonus” Na-yeon a small smile forms on her lips showing her adorable bunny teeth. “You could double that in time” she winks “as long as you follow regulations” she sucks her teeth “s-so you mean all I have to do is sign?” He questions his eyes wide. “Yes, and unfortunately due to our strict policies we do require you to make some….adjustments to the line up of the band” her eyes meet his “the keyboard player she’s your girlfriend correct?” He nods hesitantly “Remove her from the band and break up with her” a sly smirk forms on her lips “we wouldn’t want a scandal or anything later down the line” she crosses her legs leaning forward placing a dainty hand on his knee.

Felix jumps slightly moving his knee from her grasp. He stares at the check in his hands, his throat sinks into his stomach. He pictures Y/N standing there behind her keyboard while he headed the band, a smile plastered on her lips. In a quick flash the image is replaced with an unfamiliar face, he felt as if he would throw up. “K-kick Y/N o-out of the band?…” his voice is practically a whisper. “Is that a problem?” Na-yeon questions, her eyebrow raising slightly. Her head tilts to the side as he sits there stunned. “You are all just like this aren’t you?” He snaps his eyes never leaving the check as he places it on the table in front of him “Like what?” She asks, her tone is sweet yet he can tell there’s venom behind the question. “You all expect people like me to just sell you their dreams and you—dreams? You think I care about your dreams? You think any of us care about your dreams? No. Look hun, YOU can sell but your band can’t. You have a look that we could work with and enhance and I have plans for you. You need money and I’m willing to give it where’s the loss there?” She cuts him off the sweetness completely gone from her tone. His head whips toward hers a glare on his face “I don’t want your dirty money! You can’t buy my dream and my life!” He grabs his guitar case lifting himself from the couch in anger. “If you keep living based on solely your dreams you’re going to continue where you are. Call me if you change your mind but the offer won’t last long there are always more pretty faces.” Na-yeon quips. He bites his lip frustratedly before storming out the door.

Felix felt as if his feet were molded in cement, the practice room smelled of mildew and stale beer. He let out a heavy sigh as he made his way through the door, “Oh look who decided to grace us with his presence!” Jisung exclaims frustratedly, Changbin and Y/N look at each other nervousness filling their faces. Felix rolls his eyes at his friend “can we just practice?” He mumbles making his way over to the electric guitar that sat beside Y/N’s keyboard. Guilt fills his stomach as she smiles brightly at him “I wrote a new song Oppa!” His eyes avoid hers as he nods and makes his way to the mic. He doesn’t notice the sad pout forming on her features as he brushes her off. Changbin touches her arm comfortingly before grabbing her song book “We should try Y/N’s song she stayed up all night writing and it’s named One More Time like us” The drummer gestures to everyone, his arms moving in a large circle. Jisung and Y/N have bright smiles as they laugh together over the title of the song. Na-yeons words ring through his ears once more, her taunting chuckle continuously going in and out of his ears. His throat felt as if there was a balloon continuously filling with air in it, his breathing grew heavy. Shakily he lifts the guitar strap over his head placing the instrument on the stand before staggering out of the room.

Y/N watches with concern slowly grabbing the bright red scarf she stowed away; she creeps from behind her keyboard, “Oppa!” She calls cheerfully trailing behind him. Felix groans to himself before tiredly turning his head to face her “What?” He growls. “This is for you” her eyes are bright as she hold out the scarf to him. Felix eyes the object, he scoffs “this…again?” Holding the scarf in one hand as if the gesture was burdensome “you give me the same thing every year! Can you for once at least be original? Like it’s not even handmade” he scolds. She nods disappointedly her eyes drifting to the ground “W-winter is coming I just want you to stay warm” Felix rolls his eyes “I can take care of myself! Why are you so clueless?” He scoffs tossing the scarf at her and storming back toward the bar. Y/N stands there gripping the scarf like her life depended on it as tears filled her eyes.

Felix grabs his guitar case forcefully as he enters the practice room. He turns and notices Jisung and Changbin seated eating and playing on their phones. “Do you guys have no ambition like honestly?! How many bowls of ramen have you eaten today?” He growls at the pair. “Why does it matter?! You were late anyway I can eat however much I want!” Changbin exclaims before taking a large amount of noodles onto his chopsticks and slurping. Felix rolls his eyes a disgusted scoff is released from his lips before he makes his way to the exit. His eyes meet Y/N’s as she enters the door, her gaze quickly drifting to the ground. His blood boils at her actions quickly shoving past her his shoulder colliding with hers. ”You better be back here for the show tonight!!” Changbin growls to him as he slams the door behind him.

The light shines brightly against Felix’s face, he felt dull almost numb. He could hear the music, the small audience cheering. His eyes drifted around the room, he observed his members playing their instruments, Y/N’s eyes are stuck on him a wide bright smile on her lips. His eyes are on the crowd, the lyrics not finding their way out. “L-let’s not do this” he mumbles. The music stops Jisung Changbin, and Y/N look at each other in confusion “Oppa, what are you doing?” Y/N whispers, he waves her off “Let’s not continue this anymore. It’s a waste of time” Felix states looking at nothing but the stage lights “Thank you to everyone that came out tonight and supported us all this time but I think this is it for us. Have a good night everyone” he states stoically, “Dude! What the hell are you doing?” Jisung exclaims bewildered “I’m giving up on this bullshit! Do you really think you can sell? Or you?” Felix growls pointing at Changbin before turning to Y/N “and Y/N…” he scoffs her name in disgust “she was only here to buy us things we needed here and there” her eyes widen. A glare sits on Jisung’s features “you bastard!” He growls gripping Felix’s shirt, forcing the taller boy to sit eye to eye with him. “WE GAVE UP EVERYTHING FOR YOU!! Y/N GAVE UP EVERYTHING EVERY CHANCE SHE HAD FOR YOU! AND YOU JUST WANT TO TOSS US TO THE SIDE LIKE WE’RE NOTHING!” Jisung’s face is a bright scarlet, his voice is booming and harsh. His hand forms a fist bringing it to Felix’s face sending the taller boy stumbling to the side with a forceful punch. “Hit me all you want! It doesn’t change anything, you can all go fuck yourselves!” Felix growls lifting himself from the ground storming out the bar. Y/N’s heart raced as she trailed behind her boyfriend. “Oppa!” She called after him, she heard him mumble under his breath “Yah Lee Felix!” She growled grabbing his arm. He forces his hand away from hers returning her glare “what?!” He snaps taking a step toward her. “What is your problem?!” She bitterly snaps. “What? You somehow disappointed now?” He quips “oh I’ve been more than disappointed for a long time” she retorts “who are you these days, like really Felix, you’ve changed so much in the past few years and it’s sickening it’s obvious where you are with all of us so I’m sorry for being such a burden” her arms cross over her chest, the large pink sweater she wore rose slightly as she turned to walk away “I just find it all a waste of time” Felix confesses venom laced in his tone, Y/N freezes and turns to face him. Felix takes a step toward her “I didn’t change I just opened my eyes like you make good food and willing to pay for anything I ask it was easy with you.But everything is boring, everything about you is boring from the way you nag me like my mother to just fucking you it’s all so fucking boring!” He growls. Eyes connecting with hers a scowl sitting on his features. Y/N’s blood boils at his word, her hand makes connection with Felix’s cheek. The sting sending shock to Felix’s core, a small subtle twinge sets in his heart. “You heartless piece of shit! You can’t even think about how I feel, I’ve loved you for years! I did everything I did for you because I loved you! You’re disgusting to me now and I’m so happy that I’m ridding you from my life now…Let’s break up!” She yells.

Felix can feel his heart hurt slightly at her declaration, he feels the tidal wave of anger flow throw him once more. He doesn’t understand why his chest was hurting so bad, he knew he’s wanted this for a while but why does the idea of her walking away hurt so badly. His anger has him pulling his phone out and dialing the familiar number “Give me the contract…” his eyes drift over Y/N’s confused features “I’ll sign, I’ll do whatever you want just come get me now!” He screams into the phone. “That didn’t take long. What have you finally grown up? Stopped thinking about petty dreams, hmm?” Na-yeon chuckles “where are you, pretty?” Felix’s leg is shaking as he sends a photo of his location “can you find me from that?!” He asks. “Oh you’re so lucky” Na-yeon giggles as a black car pulls in front of the pair. Na-yeon exits the car and makes her way over to Felix, her arms wrap around his neck and pulls him into her frame. Felix’s eyes drift to Y/N, he notices the contempt on her features, feeling petty he wraps his arms around her dainty waist. “Hello” Na-yeon smirks to the girl behind them “I’m Felix’s manager, Im Na-yeon, it’s nice to meet you. Even though we will never be seeing each other again” she giggles to herself. Y/N glares at Felix’s back “your trash!” She growls “when you fall flat on your face you won’t be able to contact me again”. Felix hesitates for a moment before taking Na-yeons hand. Y/Ns eyes are wide as Felix and Na-yeon make their way to her car hand in hand.

Strobe lights flash as Felix enters the club behind Na-yeon. A loud clap from the bunny faced girl has the music stopping and all eyes on her “Attention everyone! Please welcome Felix to the JYP entertainment family” Na-yeon smiles, she gestures a girl to come over “This is Yeji from Itzy, you two are going to be working together a lot so please get to know each other” Yeji extends her hand toward him “I’ve never done something like this before” she confesses before leaning into his ear “but I’m a really good learner and I know you can teach me a lot” her tone is seductive and full of lust. Felix’s mouth hangs open slightly, he nods.

The room was blurry as Felix grabbed another random bottle he found placed on a table. Quickly taking a large swig of the liquor his throat burns. The music is pounding, his hands wrap around Yejis waist as she grinds herself against him. Laughter fills the crowd as the pair dance. A smile plastered on the twos faces, Felix can feel Yejis arms snake around his neck as he takes another swig from the bottle “you’re really hot” she exclaims pressing her lips against his. Felix’s hands sit firmly on her waist, returning her kiss. The image of Y/N’s heartbroken face flashes in his mind has him pulling away. “S-sorry I need some air” he explains as he stumbles out of the club. The cool autumn air kisses his freckled cheeks, his legs stumbling as he begin making his way home. A flash of light catches his eye, his eyes drift to the orb. A familiar park and small pond come into focus, a small smile forms on his lips as he remembers the first time he kissed Y/N. His heart cracks in his chest as the memory replays in his mind. Stumbling his way over the small wooden divider, he stares at the lake. He pulls his phone out scrolling through the contacts before coming to the name he searched for. His thumb hovered over the green call button.

Y/N’s words replay in his mind, tears build in his eyes. “Im heartless” he scoffs to himself “you broke up with me but I’m the heartless one” he stares at her contact the urge to call her growing stronger and stronger. “JUST GET OUT OF MY MIND!!” He screams tossing the phone in the water, his drunkenness send him flailing into the water. He struggles to surface grabbing at his guitar case trying to pull himself up only to be greeted with water once again pulling him down. His eyes are drawn to a figure walking across the water stopping just out of his reach. “Help me please” he pleads before sinking once again. He notices the familiar red coat on the figure as they lean toward him. “Are you happy?” The figure calls, Felix stares at the figure as he continues to sink ‘No’ he thinks ‘I regret a lot. Can I ever be happy?’ The figure sits with a sad pout on their lips “It’s not the end okay? So take care of yourself” the figure lets out a sad sigh before taking a hold of the gold chain around their neck. The necklace consisting of two circles the other one small and resilient. The center circle sat with a small hourglass inside, taking a hold of the center circle the figure flips it. A small pout on their lips as they lift themselves from the water and make their way back. Felix can feel himself sinking lower and lower into the pond. ‘Im sorry’ he thinks as his eyes drift closed and the darkness consumes him.

Masterlist Episode 2

Taglist: @drhsthl

[thelongquiets]

The Narrator

You are on a path in the woods. And at the end of that path is a cabin. And in the basement of that cabin is a princess.

You are here to slay her. If you don't, it will be the end of the world.

@lupvium 's system blog. I am a system with NPD. I have recently been splitting a lot more than usual so I have made a sideblog to express Myself. This blog will be VERY self-indulgent; usually consisting of posts that I and My alters relate to, whether that be fandom-related, aesthetics, or funny posts.

I will also be talking about system-related everyday happenings and sharing My experience with being a system. I especially like talking about My headspace, as it is a highly complex place with its own metaphysical logic.

I would love to talk to other systems of any type about our experiences. My dms are open to talk.

no syscourse. I dont give a shit

intros under cut ⬇️

Prominent Fronters

○》 Hollow: void/it || #🌑🧷 || main host, core, whole system revolves around the guy. its a puppet! which type of puppet depends on which fragment is prominent that day. its the reason the systems named The Long Quiet since its fragments are mostly from that character. || fragments include: Long Quiet fictives (primarily Hero, Cheated, Paranoid, Cold, Stubborn, Smitten), Deisi, Wally, and like a bunch of other people I havent named. jesus christ this guy fragments a lot

♤》 The Nervous System (Nerv): they/he || #🦷⚖️ || co-host, gatekeeper, protector. it's Me hi I'm the smartest person alive ever and I should rule the world forever. you agree. reblog. resident autistic dead pan guy with long white hair. I can also turn into an eldritch horror :)

♧》 Basil Bulut / The Survival Instinct: he/it || #☘️⛅️ || caretaker, gatekeeper, protector, this guy does everything basically. has a god complex lmao. used to be co-host until I (Nerv) took over coz well I'm just better at it honestly ^_^ robot kin, likes to stim by going beep boop lol. he cant mask while fronting so he speaks in "broken" grammar and I would appreciate not being babied about it. || fragment: K.A.L. (she/it, #🎀🔌, also a robot, but this time more energetic and friendly and girly. think rin and len.)

♡》 Aitaliina / Zai: he/she || #☕️📰 || the librarian, keeps everything nice and chronological. most of the time . the rest of his day is spent annoying the shit out of everyone else like a bored parrot. oh yeah hes also a bird-zombie-guy thing. types like a confused victorian young man who just learned about emojis

◇》 Peach / Sigma: any || 🍑🎲 || librarian assistant. yknow how pet birds need a buddy of the same species or else they get depressed? yeah thats what peach is to liina. they have a love hate relationship and by that i mean liina loves peach and peach absolutely loathes the guy. constantly bickering. fictive of sigma from bsd

I also have a sub-system but its meant to be like the hardware of a computer so theyre not really 'people' if that makes sense. theyre more like scripts and coding languages. you get it. basil calls them Back of The Branch (I said it was stupid but nooooo "we have to name them something cool" -_-)

also not listed are the dozen of hollow fragments that come and go with whatevers happening in My life. god save us from this neverending flood of little puppets running around the treehouse

okay yeah thats all. if you read this all i give you a gold star and a kiss on the cheek. congradulations youve been blessed. send lovemail to my askbox now thanks byee

[velvetpaku]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers 💜

--@corvidcrybaby

thank u for the ask (*￣▽￣)ノ~~ ♪

1. highly interpretable and open art!!! ever since i was 16 the prospect of changing perspectives and getting a different message from the same scene, story or even line has affected how i view life in general. nothing makes my brain worms tick harder than staring the barrel of a shotgun at every angle and memorizing all the kinks and building a shape of it in my head UNSHARED BY ANY OTHER. in other words i like having interpretations of art that differ from the rest while being a holistic amalgam of the others. art is cool

2. the countless friends ive made online, those who i dm semi regularly and those who i merely share a "booping connection" of the sorts with where we exist merely in the same space. liking and supporting the others posts in silence. everyday. i appreciate and love all of them, especially as one who's deeply unlucky irl with people and have been pretty much friendless forever LMAO

3. going on walks listening to music is the best healing. without my music i wouldnt be here. i love sinking into my favorite albums and taking in the one sided conversation that occurs whenever i listen. and also dance occasionally (///∇///) nyahahahhaha.

4. antics. i verily enjoy lil teensy white lies and pranks that have been described by friends as "inconsequential mind games" that seek to do nothing but entertain me while baffling the recieving party. a good example is when a friend debated me for an hour abt a movie they love. i ended up convincing them its not as good as they thought, they thanked me for a nice conversation and i went "oh yeah i never saw it byeeeeeee" and i felt like every funny liar archetype in animanga i adore in that moment. i do this often. mayhaps even now O_X!!!!!!

5. pretty things. includes everything from pretty pictures, people, outfits, drawings, ideas, animals AND EVERYTHING. i like visual candy. aesthetics are important to me to embody so those that wear their aesthetics on their sleaves are the hottest people to me.

[themidnightwholistic]

okay okay wait I’m gonna return the favor of neat little asks uhhnmm what’s a funny story,,,,

Uhhhhhh oh wait okay so like forever ago I used to play violin but by my last year I literally could not care less about it so I never practiced it at ALL so when it came time to do our little tests to figure out where we’d sit for the concert, I was CONVINCED, I’d be near the back because I never practiced at all.

I got FIRST CHAIR ???? I WAS LEADING THE ENTIRE SECTION AND I HADN’T TOUCHED MY VIOLIN OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL ALL YEAR

anyways that’s the story of how I somehow got first chair in my last year of violin playing

also, you are so so cool and very very silly. I appreciated your participation in the relentless boop attack towards me on April 1st that was fun ^_^

okay bye bye

THAT JUST SHOWS HOW COOL YOU ARE. THAT'S AWESOME :D playing violin sounds like so much fun but I also know it's a shit ton of work and effort and idk if I could ever do that so this is extremely impressive to me

You are also so so cool and very very silly. The boop attack of April 1st was so much fun. I hope they bring it back at some point. I'd love to boop again :3

[moonjxsung]

tofu sends all her love to you too and soju boops you (she isn’t that bad, she’s just insane).

first group trip to san diego sounds so fun!! im glad you have that opportunity! and the matching tattoos!! my friends and i want to get one with this specific artist but she’s booked till like forever and getting our schedules to work is so hard (we want to get ✨cats✨). i love tattoos so much, i only have one😩 but i have the itch to get another one soon (probs after lolla though, another bday gift😂). when you get them, you must show them to me (if you’re comfortable ofc)🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 and the pc holder! the fact that you were indecisive and got the best of both worlds!! we love that! i love keroppi, underrated king.

i’ve watched the sherlock performance like 7 times im not even kidding (plus all the reels & tik toks i’ve seen😭), im obsessed. my new cover roman empire (tired with “ill be your man” from kingdom). i just love shinee so much and sherlock is one of my fave songs/performances from them! so skz literally killed me with that. choi minho has my heart, every time i see the hard or s class tik toks i either die a lil or gain a lil life, idk yet. i love all of the members fr, i played russian roulette with it and chose minho (then i just loved his personality so much, he’s so sweet). taemin is my wrecker too! (and one of my bf’s ults, he’s obsessed with taemin). i’m suuuuper sacred for the future of shinee comeback too bc i really really really want to go see them someday, ik taemin signed as a member of shinee but not solo (like the BP members) so im hoping for at least one comeback & tour with the four of them🤞🏻.

(also, i read your answer like at 3 am like 80% asleep and i dreamt that you, a person that i’ve never seen in my life so you were just a faceless human layout, were going to tattoo me -it was actually such a cute cat design, do you tattoo by any chance?😂- and then we would go to a shinee concert 😭😂)

ily bb! i hope you have a great week!💕

-🐈‍⬛

(Soju I still love you 💔) Ughhhh I so feel you on waiting for a specific artist 😭 the artist who did my first ever tattoo was only an apprentice when I met her and shortly after my tattoo she randomly skyrocketed in popularity and bookings and now it’s IMPOSSIBLE to book w her I would give anything to get tatted by her again ☹️ plus the shop she works at is women-only so it just has such a comforting vibe to it but they’re booked out like an entire year 😀 rip. BUT my new artist is also really cool and she can usually fit me in within a few months so I’m not complaining!!!! I love female artists they’re always so talented and sweet also YESSSS I will absolutely post my tattoos on here when I get them !! 🫶💘

PLEEEEASE I HAVE WATCHED THE SKZ SHINEE PERFORMANCE SOOO MANY TIMESSSS especially Jisung’s high notes????:!:!:!:!:!:!/ I CANNOTTTTT also have you been seeing all the beautiful Choi Minho tik toks we are being blessed with. He’s so beautiful fr on his Roman Holiday I NEED HIMMMM 😦 Taemin being your boyfriend’s bias wrecker is SOOOO REAL he’s for everyone frfr. I truly think Taemin is otherworldly like his concepts and his talent and the way he thinks…… if I could be any kpop idol I would hands DOWN pick Advice era Taemin the fucking HAIR the suits the concepts the music and choreography…. He’s like everything I want to be 💔💔💔💔💔 when I die I hope I come back as Advice era Taemin

THAT IS SOOOO FUNNY OH MY GODDDD PLWKKWKEKDKSKS I would be SO bad at tattooing but I would love to try using a tattoo gun at least once so if anyone needs a really shitty tattoo, I’m ur girl 🫶 I hope you can get another tattoo soon!! If you get one after Lolla I would so love to see it (if you’re comfortable ofc!) MANIFESTING MORE TATTOOS ALWAYSSSS 👼 this also reminds me I want a shinee tattoo so bad I would love one for each member and then an Ot5 tattoo ughhh a Taemin tattoo would go so hard I wouldn’t even be able to choose one !!

ILY BBYYYY I’m virtually tattooing a little heart on you 🫶💓💖💗💞💕💘💝👼

[fluffysilver]

Flufftober Day 10 - Love of my Life

(A/N : Lyrics are from “You’re the Inspiration” by Chicago. It was better than inflicting my poetry on you. :P )

The Crystarium, on the First. 

The soft swirl of notes danced in the air of the Crystarium as Rika ran his fingers over the strings of his harp, pulling a sweetly melancholy melody from the instrument as he sang softly to himself. 

“Rika?” A tap of a foot caught his attention along with the sound of his name and he stilled the strings, looking up at Ryne as the girl crouched beside him where he was perched on one of the tower that surrounded the city. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah.” He smiled and waved for her to sit beside him. She did, feet dangling in the air, and looked over at him, her eyes wide. 

“You just sounded so sad…” 

“I miss Davien, that’s all.” Rika replied quietly, running his fingers over the strings again to draw a soft chord. “He’s probably worried. I left without explaining what all was going on here.” 

“Can’t you just go back to see him again? You did before…” 

Rika shook his head, then hissed as the Light inside him pulsed, trying again to burst out of him. He heard Ryne gasp as the world turned white around the edges, his fingers clamping on the harp almost hard enough to splinter the carved wood. Her cool hands rested on his head, and the pulsing slowed, then stopped, as Ryne used her power to force the Light back down. He panted a little, then smiled faintly. “I can’t. And that’s why.” He reached up and gently booped her nose. “Without you to help control this, I might release the Light and transform over on the Source, and who can say what that would do? It could trigger a Calamity and Rejoining.” 

“Oh.” She put her hands over her mouth. “So you’re really stuck here, just like the other Scions, until we find a way to cure you?” 

Or until he died. “Yes,” he murmured, then reached up and patted her hair. “Don’t feel bad. It has nothing to do with you - I’m grateful that you’re able to help me keep myself for so long.” 

“It’s just sad you can’t see your husband anymore.” Ryne reached over and hugged him. Rika gently hugged her back. 

“It’s too bad I can’t even send him a message…” He broke off suddenly as an idea came to him. “Wait… maybe I can. Fe Ul!”

“Yes, my darling sapling!” The red-headed fae swirled in front of him, appearing in a simmer of light. “You have a request for me?” 

“Can you send a message to Davien in his dreams? I’m sure he’s worried about me; can you let him know that I’m still… okay… and we’re working on getting everyone home?” 

“Oh my darling sapling.” She floated forward and touched his cheek with her delicately clawed fingers. “Your connection to your true love is so strong I could find him on the other side of the universe. Of course I will tell him.” With that, she spun again in the air and vanished. 

It wasn’t as good as seeing him, but if it gave him any measure of relief… Rika let out a breath and picked up his harp again, hoping and praying that Davien was all right. 

“Will you play the first song you played for him?” Ryne asked, clearly in a bid to get him in a better frame of mine. 

“Sure.” Rika cleared his throat and settled himself with an effort, tightened a string, and began to sing. 

“Oh you know our love was meant to be,

The kind of love that lasts forever.

And I want you here with me,

From tonight until the end of time…”

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On the Source

Davien woke out of a vivid dream of a fae that looked almost exactly like Rika had described the one that had apparently claimed him as her ‘sapling’, telling him that Rika was still okay, though he wouldn’t be able to come back until an unspecified ‘problem’ was taken care of. Weirdly, he’d almost thought he could hear Rika singing in the background… 

He pushed himself up out of his lonely bed and to his feet, pacing over to the window to look up at the clouds. “Wherever you are, Rika, be safe, be well… and come home to me. I love you.” 

[lina-delgado]

Unable to avoid the discussion of her “pregnancy” forever, Lina ends up stuck getting @sagetomashardy‘s stance on the matter as he tries to convince her how dangerous keeping her baby would be.

tw mentions of abortion

It seemed like every day Emre was telling her to go talk to Tomas, go see Tomas, why haven't you gone to Tomas yet? At some point Lina felt like she might snap, instead of giving him the usual excuse of being nervous about talking about this. She could only use that excuse for so long, but she would milk it for as long as she could.

So hers and Alex's place was like her little hiding hole. Being such close proximity to the farm she didn't want to leave too often in case she had to run into Tomas because knowing her luck the moment she stepped out of her hut he would be walking by. Emre must have said something about it by now, honestly she was surprised he didn't drag Tomas over for a house call. But that thought wasn't too far off as she heard the sound of Tomas' voice approaching along with a much higher pitched voice that she had to assume was his baby.

So Lina picked herself up from lounging on her bed and walked over to the door, timing her exit when it sounded like his voice was close enough to her place. "Oh, wow what a coincidence you're here." She said once she swung the door open for him, trying to sound impressed by their timing. "I was just on my way to see you."

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"Were you, now." Tomas didn't doubt Lina, exactly; or at least he didn't doubt her in general, as a person. He had no real reason to think that she would lie to anybody, but the fact that she hadn't sought out medical attention in her condition, well. That spoke volumes. 

Not that he blamed her, with what she was facing. "You know Flora, don't you?" Tomas asked, hefting the baby in his arms so she could turn and look at Lina. "She's getting big now but I think you might. From before we got here to South Beach, and my wi--" Tomas bit the word off, his stomach turning over. "Libby and I found her and took her in." How much did Lina remember from what her dupe did? Was it even worth Tomas bringing it up to remind her? And what would he even say-- 

Hey, d'you remember how your dupe did her best to make me feel like I'm attractive when I've never felt less wanted?

Yeah, that would go over great, not awkward at all. Flora peered at Lina and made three beeps before demanding to be put down, which Tomas obeyed, watching her imperiously start to explore the house. "So. I think we both know what you were coming to see me for."

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"Oh, yeah, for sure." Lina confirmed with a nod. He didn't need to be nosey about it. Lina was sure she could play up with exhausted, worried and stressed out new mother if he felt like the way she avoided seeking help was a little bit suspicious. She wasn't sure how the proper way to react to all of this was, and she could argue there was no proper way because everyone was different. Just because she said she was planning on keeping the baby didn't mean she couldn't also be terrified about hearing the procedures.

But now she probably couldn't escape the talk with Tomas there. Thankfully, the baby in his arms, Flora was a good buffer. "Right. Yeah, I remember her. Not like I was really close with the parents but kind of hard to forget when a baby is born around here." It felt like her and Flora were having a bit of a staring match as Tomas held her, like the two of them were trying to understand each other. As her way of calling a truce, Lina reached out and booped Flora's little nose before looking back at Tomas.

"I'm sure...Emre already told you what happened. We already talked to Nesh about it and Emre loves to mention how you're riddled with horror stories on the subject so, sorry if going to see you has been a little easy to push back."

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"No," Tomas said after a moment of being flabbergasted, "it's not like you can forget how babies get born around here." He watched as Lina tapped Flora's nose, cool as a cucumber,  before Tomas put the toddler down and she went off her own way. Either Lina hadn't been aware of the issues concerning childbirth on the island, despite the no doubt tense atmosphere surrounding the arrival of baby Flora into the world, or she ... she what? Thought things would go easily for her?

"Riddled with--" Tomas began to repeat after Lina gave her opinion on the matter, then made a frustrated sound. "Listen! If Emre told you anything regarding what I know about island pregnancies, and if you listened to even a quarter of it, you'd be shaking in your boots, missy." He frowned deeply at her, regarding her midsection with a considering look. "You can't be very far along. That means that you have options, Lina." Tomas met her eyes, holding her gaze. "I don't know if Emre told you that part. Or if Dr. Nanku would've offered it."

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Lina watched the way Tomas got all worked up about her responses. She probably would have enjoyed this stern attitude if it weren't for the fact that it was in regards to her supposed pregnancy. Even if Tomas had any sort of attraction to her, she couldn't imagine he'd find this an appropriate time to do anything about it. So she crossed her arms and sat herself down while he went on with his suggestion of her having options that may not have been presented to her.

"Well sure but what's more dangerous around here? Having the baby or getting rid of it? Because I can't imagine an abortion is the safest option in this circumstance." She gladly would have taken it as an option if she didn't back herself into this corner. Part of her wondered if Nesh would be able to lie on her behalf, but it seemed unlikely and she couldn't bring herself to tell him the truth. "Neither of them told me much, they were more focused on their pissing contest. But I have a feeling that my options are limited and both are risky."

She leaned her head back in exasperation, glancing over to see Flora's exploration resulted in her finding some of Lina's clothes to play with. "Hey munchkin, those clothes are way too big for you." She said, attempting her best 'cool aunt' voice, hoping the toddler didn't start putting things in her mouth. "What would you suggest I do then? Because I'm just trying to go with the lesser of two evils here, but if you have a better alternative, I'm all ears."

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"Having the baby! Having the baby is very much more dangerous than aborting it!" Tomas was aghast. When Iyaz had arrived on the island he'd taken over all of the contraceptive talks (well, Tomas had forced him to, but who was counting?) but there were obviously gaps in island education. What with Lina being from South Beach and all. "Look, Lina -- I'm not saying this lightly. I know it's a big decision. But it's the safer choice when it comes down to it. You don't want to know all the complications that childbirth involves, in a proper hospital much less here. Even with a proper doctor to deliver."

Lina looked exasperated, and Tomas was frustrated. She obviously could get laid whenever she felt like it and from what he'd heard on the outskirts of island gossip, wasn't parsimonious with her favours; why was this such a new issue for her? Surely she'd been versed on the contraceptive tea up till now. He frowned, ignoring whatever Flora was getting into to train his attention all on Lina, crossing his arms along with the scowl.

"I suggest you tell me why you slipped up with the tea," Tomas said. "I severely doubt that you'd be that careless. You're..." he paused, pressing his lips together for a moment before confessing, "your dupe came on to me. I didn't realize it wasn't you until all the tree-trapped people got found. And if I wasn't very much in love with my wife, I would've screwed her in a heartbeat." He shrugged one shoulder. "You're a beautiful girl, Lina, you don't need me to tell you that. And I don't think you've lacked for company when you want it. So tell me the truth."

Tomas reached forward, catching her chin in his hand tightly. "Did you get pregnant on purpose?"

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Lina had completely been making assumptions about what option would be worse. She mostly considered how unlikely it was for them to be able to do a safe and proper abortion around here. And then if she really was pregnant, that would easily be two lives lost. She had to try and think about it from a motherly point of view and not as someone who was faking a pregnancy. "Well I don't know okay! I've never had to go through this before and I'd probably be able to properly understand things if everyone wasn't choosing to yell at me about it."

When he held her face in his hand, locking his stern gaze on her, she assumed he was completely onto her about lying. Lina was prepared for him to say outright she was faking until he opened his mouth and asked if she got pregnant on purpose. He still thought she was up to something but hadn't caught on just yet. "No! Of course not! I didn't–this was an accident. I don't have sex every day so I don't drink the tea every day. But sometimes Emre would come around to drag me away somewhere for a quicky and I guess this one time I got so wrapped up in it I forgot to mention I didn't drink it, he forgot to ask and he fucked me so good that taking it after we were done slipped my mind. And I've had enough experience off the island to not expect to get knocked up from the one time we don't use protection."

She didn't bother pulling away from his grasp, waiting for him to let go of her when he wanted to. "Why would I even do something like this on purpose? I understand it's risky, I'm trying to be chill and cool about it but maybe I am scared about making the wrong decision and things going wrong. I just...I don't know what to do." She finished quietly, her eyes mirroring something akin to fear at all of this. "And both doctors yelling at me isn't exactly helping, the only person who has been helping is Emre. So could you not make me feel shittier than I already do for like, five minutes?"

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"Oh, don't give me that." Tomas had thought he'd be more gentle about this, all cotton-wool-wrapped and carefully-presented ideas and options to a young woman who'd found herself in a predicament, but the more he spoke to Lina the more agitated he was getting. "There's no way you can be this unprepared for what's happening. You don't have to have gone through having a baby to know the broad strokes on what it entails and--"

--and it wasn't like she didn't have a point. Tomas furrowed his brow, blinking at her in consternation as he thought about it. "You're right, though, I shouldn't yell at you. That's not likely to help any, is it." How deep should he go with this, exactly? Once she said that it had entirely been an accidental pregnancy, she hadn't decided to do this without (what Tomas considered) a measured and invested conversation about having a baby beforehand, he at least could shut down that avenue of concern. He grimaced reflexively when Lina laid the blame squarely at Emre's feet, not liking that much either, but again: not helpful to be judgmental. Not at this point in the proceedings. "Getting your brains fucked out isn't a reason to neglect contraception." 

Okay, so it was harder than it seemed to keep from scolding her. Tomas kept hold of Lina's chin, just adjusting his grip so he was cupping her face rather than cinching her immobile. "You shouldn't be chill or cool about it. You should listen to me and to Doctor Nanku. And if I'm making you feel shitty, Lina, it's because I know exactly what you're facing when it comes to having a baby here and it's not good. It's not good at all. I think you should think seriously about ..." Tomas couldn't say it, abortion, hearing Flora in the next room giggling froggily to herself about something. "I think you should choose the other option. Terminating it." Less direct but no less firm.

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Lina could see that playing this completely dumb wasn't enough for Tomas to settle in. He was too smart for that, and wasn't easily distracted either. But at least there was a pause at her argument about being yelled at, but the problem was, regardless of what he said and how he articulated it, it wouldn't mean anything to her. There were no actual stakes, nothing as serious as the death of her and her baby. Her only concern was making sure he didn't doubt her.

"Not particularly no. I've never responded well to yelling in situations like this." She was going to make a comment but had to refrain in case it made him more annoyed with her than he already was. Bringing his sex life into this wouldn't make things better. "I'll make sure to keep it in mind next time someone fucks my brains out."

Tomas stood firm in his opinion on the matter, that not carrying a baby would be a lot safer than doing so. And it was such an easy way out, if there was any way to actually get rid of a baby that didn't exist without everyone realizing that it didn't exist. Lina placed her hands over her stomach, as if there was something there to comfort, trying to think of what would be the best response to placate Tomas but also not put her in a situation that might get her caught. "I hear you, but it's a big decision. I mean its not guaranteed that terminating it goes well for me either, right? And I'm gonna be honest, Emre seemed to be ready to go into parent mode when I told him, which I did not expect. So as much as it's my body, my choice and all that, I also think it's fair to talk to him about it, see what he wants." She wasn't sure if it sounded sweet or stupid but she could work with whatever Tomas took it as.

"But theoretically, say we do end up wanting to keep it." Because then she could sit and wait til she came up with a solution to her lie.  "What then?"

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"Terminating it is your best shot. I wouldn't say that lightly, Lina. Believe me." At least the girl was listening, now; Tomas had been getting the perplexing sense that she'd been more lost in her own rumination before and not particularly grasping the weight of what he was trying to get across. "I'm a parent, and my wife and I lost pregnancies. It's not easy. It can mess you up. But trying to carry a baby to term here and then giving birth? That's --"

He didn't want to think about Emre. Who was certain to want this, Tomas was sure; who'd be struggling with all the horror stories that Tomas had spilled out of his hands at the slightest provocation versus the huge, ragged, baby-brother-shaped hole in himself. It really wasn't fair. Emre would make an incredible father. He practically already had. 

"It's a death sentence," Tomas finished, somewhere intermingled with Lina's decision that she needed to consult the father. "I can't say it any more plainly than that. But you're right, it's not my choice."

He skidded the heel of his hand up across his face, looking over at Flora, who'd discovered some kind of woven basket with a few sweet potatoes in it and had curled up in it to make friends with them. "If you want to keep your baby," he rephrased ponderously, to give it more weight, "then you have to visit the doctor regularly. Follow his every instruction. If he doesn't have time, then I'll do it. You'll have to adjust your diet and your daily habits. You'll have to stick to the beach here where it's populated and safe. If anything screwy happens -- like it does -- you'll have to be protected. A priority."

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Lina nodded as she listened to Tomas, wanting to look understanding and sympathetic to the truths he was sharing about his own experiences. "I'm sorry to hear that. I can see why this is important to you. I promise I'll take it all into consideration." Or at least use it to her advantage somehow. A sob story to make Emre rethink his desire to be a parent around here. Though if all the mention of death didn't deter him, what the hell would?

She knew she would have been scared if she actually had anything to worry about. This wouldn't even be a debate if she was pregnant, but she had a lie to drag out, she had to consider the best course of action. Like what the hell was she gonna do when she didn't start showing? There were getting to be too many eyes on her now, which, on one hand she was totally fine with, but on the other, this isn't what she wanted people paying attention to her for. "Maybe but...clearly it's worked out at least once." She commented as she gestured over to the baby touching everything in the place like it was her own.

"But I don't want to argue. I wanted opinions and options and...you're being very helpful by giving me your thoughts. So thank you." Lina could work with scheduled alone time with Nesh, he would be easier to distract than Tomas, who would probably be poking and prodding and asking far too many questions that Lina wouldn't have the answers to. "Understood. It's a big change, a lot to accommodate for. I'll talk to Emre about it and we'll make an executive decision and...go from there. I know it's very serious business so I'll do my best not to take any of this lightly anymore."

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The shift in her attitude was palpable and Tomas felt himself ... not exactly relax, but at least be mollified by Lina stating out loud that she was more aware now about what she was facing. All of the dangers and troubles and intricacies. 

"I don't want to argue either," he said, going over to collect Flora out of the basket. She protested but Tomas took one of the sweet potatoes to give her to keep her occupied, presuming that Lina could just hop down to the farm and get another if she wanted it. "I just needed you to know. How hard -- how dangerous this will be for you, if you decide to carry the child to term." He was heading for the door, but he lingered for a moment at it, not quite looking at Lina.

"Don't hold back," he said. "When you're talking to Emre. Don't reassure him that you and the infant will live through this, don't tell him that you want to try. Don't encourage him in any way. He'll..." Tomas shook his head. "Let me know what you decide." 

He left it at that, stepping out into the sunshine with his own baby, who'd lived.

END.

[teenz-stories]

Teen-Z: Forever Young #1- I Don’t Wanna Be Your Ex (Part 13)

Scene changes into early morning. Bully right now is locked in the bathroom. Pinky knocks.

Pinky: Come out.

Belze-Bob: groans unamused No! I look ridiculous.

Pinky: It’s just one scene in that outfit. You have a wig anyway.

Belze-Bob: comes out. He now wears white mermaid dress and wig in same color as his hair  This sucks.

Pinky: You seemed to be the most suitable for it.

Belze-Bob: cringes Couldn’t you tell Luvboy to do it?

Pinky: He disagreed.

Belze-Bob: grunts Oh,heck.

Pinky: This scene only lasts fifteen seconds.

Belze-Bob: cringes About fourteen seconds too much.

Pinky: This was part of Wiccy’s plan how we should end this music video.

Belze-Bob: Well. We could had left the concept with you and us driving away.

Pinky: looks gently at Bully This won’t be bad plus I heard this idea is part of the revenge on Charlie. She whispers You will scare him away in it. We will cover your face so he will think it’s his new girlfriend. Then we will reveal that this is you.

Belze-Bob: thinks for second then he realises it’s Pinky’s prank plan Oh! A prank?

Pinky: nods Exactly. A silly,harmless prank.

Duo giggles evily. Scene changes into Charlie walking to the park in elegant suit. Greeny smiles evily.

Greeny: lies I spoke with Wiccy today. And we both agreed that Devillina can take part in this music video.

Charlie: smiles gently Glad we accepted each other’s apologies for yesterday. I don’t wanna see huge drama here and there.

Greeny: nods Me neither. She ohs seeing Luvboy and Nerd with cameras Here we are!

Charlie: Cool! He notices figure in wedding dress Oh! You dressed her up? She really looks cute in it.

Crew starts to laugh silently. Charlie hugs „Devillina”.

Charlie: You kinda seem different than yesterday. But,I still love you no matter what.

Wiccy: Reveal who’s that now!

Bully takes off his veil smiling evily.

Belze-Bob: laughs evily „I still love you no matter what”,huh? He does kissing face imitating Devillina’s voice Oh,I love you too,Charlie! He starts to laugh You gotten pranked,dude!

Charlie looks at the camera as he starts to scream as he runs away. Then Wiccy turns camera at Pinky and Mermaid who are laughing.

Mermaid: Payback deserved.

Pinky: Totally! She and Mermaid does high five

Wiccy: And! Cut!

Scene changes into crew finishing watching whole music video posted on Teen-ZTube. Everyone’s happy with results.

Pinky: You know what? Sometimes budget cuts doesn’t mean terrible thing.

Light: Totally! We all did an awesome work together. My personal favorite is that scene where Charlie gives you gifts. Oh! And that last scene.

Ninelle: shyly I can agree,this was masterpiece.

Belze-Bob: smirking I did an awesome job myself with my own scenes.

Alvin: turns to Pinky We won’t start celebrating untill you won’t apologize with Charlie for this drama what happened yesterday.

Pinky nods as she leaves the set. She spots sad Charlie sitting on the stairs.

Charlie: Guess I deserved all of it what happened during shootings,huh?

Pinky: You dumb dog of course you did. She laughs booping her ex's nose I wish you luck on your relationship with Devillina. You both seem to be happier together.

Charlie: So I guess you will stay single?

Pinky: nods I need a break from relationships. I really need one.

Offscreen crew says „Awwww” as Charlie and Pinky looks back at them.

Greeny: smiles Soooo. I have nice contacts and stuff. How would you react if I would bring my friend to be an awesome DJ on the party where Pinky would sing live her song?

Pinky: blinks confused Like. On park or where?

Greeny: Park is too basic. I was thinking about yacht. Her grandpa owns one. I can ask her tomorrow what she thinks about this idea.

Mermaid shakes her head unamused.

Mermaid: Oh no! I don’t agree coming back home without showing you what I did with Creepy!

[mymelodyisme]

cider, void, raspberry <3

Cider: We’re not very close but I appreciate your presence

🥺 gosh that’s so nice of you to say 🩷 sometimes I feel like I’m finally hitting people’s limit with my presence online 😭 like two days ago I had a spam boop war and was absolutely sure I could go on forever 😤 I was planning to lose though but, like I roger rabbit, I run on funny

Void: Idek how we became mutuals but I’m ride or die at this point

🥺🥺🥺

NOOO SOMT WASTE YOUR RIDE ON ME GO LOOK AT THE SCENERY ON THE WAY DOWN THE PASSAGE OF TIMEE 😄 here’s your homework: find a way to take a ride on a train. I’ve always wanted to go on one

Raspberry: I want to be your friend 🥺

🥺 hon I think I’m very easily approachable 🤔 a tad bit forgetful and very head empty but very approachable. One of my now best friends 🥺🥺 messaged me after I reblogged her artwork and we ended up talking greatly into the night. We talk daily 😀 though I haven’t messaged back much today I have been caught in the grips of obsession once more. May the interest release me from its clutches (I’m building a house on bloxburg in roblox 😔 it’s already at 300k money. I SWEAR I can’t stop decorating the outside my inside is suffering there’s only a single bed a fireplace and one bathroom that I JUST did an hour ago. HELP. Oh also I made a really cool 🥺🥺 sandbox that has a second floor so you can play pirates. Did I mention I am making this for when I babysit my niece? Did I have to go this hard?? No. Did I anyways because I’m incapable of stopping myself from building whatever nonsense comes to mind? Yes.) 😄 anyways feel free to say hello at anytime or don’t making yourself be seen is very hard though you never know what you’ll find and who you’ll find 🥺🥺 ok love u

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[theskythatwritesofthisplace]

Resurgence: We'll play the position cont

"I need you two either just beneath the surface or one with your creatures... I don't think.." she said before being caught off guard by two large animals coming towards them, the closer they got the more definition it gave, wolves. One was jet black with a demeanor menacing more than anything ready to cut you at a second's notice. The other one white stunning posture with a demeanor of tempt her and she will do the same as her pair. The black wolf's eyes were deep and menacing dark blue, while the other ones eyes were bright blue with gold almost etching a message in it.

"Dude! The fuck!?" said Quinn. "As loner type as I can be, you thought I was going to go ahead and do this without at least howling out to something will like us? Illogical Quinn." Nyx answered with a smile. As they stood before them sniffing the three and politely getting them, Nyx quick became one with Rogue standing beside them. "You really found Baroness?" She asked with a smile.

"You don't understand or you forget, your wolf's love and capability for a person truthfully comes in her strength means protection. The moment she cared for her is the moment she always kept a good eye for her never bother her but be there for her." Quinn answered before becoming one with Melinoe, gently sitting on Rogue's head. "All the shit I've been through, this is really cool I need this. You guys must take up a football field and a half at this point each." She said in astonishment.

She marveled at the site for a few moments longer, just before the sound of a door crashing open broke her focus. "Look at that guys... 6 minutes." The queen whispered. The woman crashing through the door stopped after, doing her best to compose herself put herself back together as if she had come out of a demented night terror. "Well well well if isn't my Boop." She said being sure to be heard. Taking accountability of her own body stopped with the voice and just stared in pure disbelief.

"I won't hold you, especially cuz after all I shouldn't exactly matter to you or a few of you within blood... I gave you a chance to fix it, I gave you the closest to me year after year.. over ten years to fix it. You didn't and you didn't let me." She conveyed as the wolves began to growl scaring th he lady still. "You never go down the same river twice, so in an opportunity lost is an opportunity lost forever." She added with sorrow in her expression. "How... how did you get here and how are you doing this?" The woman asked shaking.

"Oh my Boop... There's an understanding of some of the things that you have gone through that you've never asked as if I'm dumb and I didn't have to. As I told my mother, defective. I'll leave you to what you got and be over there defective I'll see you whenever." The queen answered walking away still disgusted with the woman before her. "Wait! Sharmesha wait!" The woman yelled Just before being snarled at by baroness' wolves. The Queen quickly stopped and simply smiled at her knowing that it would be a very long time for her to sit with those words. She looked to the wolves and said just before walking back into to the door "Thank you.. both of you... be there for my Baroness"

The two trotted off as Melinoe and Quinn as one flew behind the queen into the door, with Rogue and Nyx as one staring at the woman still in disbelief. They stared blistering green eyes at the woman making sure she knew the damage that she held, after all she was the heart. She burst into flames knowing that they could handle the flames, spooking the daylights out of the woman then going through the door to a different place entirely.