#i'm cackling like 95% of the time

[itachi86]

i love this book it is so funny and awesome

[wonwoosthetic]

Hey author! Will you be continuing the NANA Tour series??

Yes, of course!! I know, I’m taking quite some time with it, but I sadly don’t have much time to watch the episodes one after the other, so it usually takes me a while to write them, especially bc I never know when enough is enough, so I also always write way too much😅, but I still love continuing it even now!😊🥰

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word count – 12.5k

warnings – almost cursing haha

Go Together NANA Tour EP3-3. - EP3-4. 🌷 Minnie

[added captions are in brackets] ˙ᵕ˙

EP3.3 Nice to meet you, Salute!

After an exciting day, going well over the recommended 10k steps a day average, Jeognhan, Joshua, Minnie, and Vernon finally arrived back at the rented AirBnB. They had divided the bags filled with trinkets and clothing, as well as a few snacks, equally so that each one of them was carrying one back to the house. The sun had already started to set, draping the Italian countryside in a soft golden glow. While the day was slowly coming to an end, the temperature was still peaking high, explaining the exhaustion radiating off the group.

"Great job everyone," Jeonghan breathed out heavily. As enjoyable as the day was, they were happy to be back, re-joining the rest of the members as they walked onto the property.

Before they even reached the door, Seventeen's main producer was just coming from the other direction, presumably the garden, welcoming the four with a naked torso and sweatshorts.

"Oh, Woozi," the '95 Liner called out. "Did you have fun?" The younger three members huddled in with Vernon right behind him, followed by Minnie, then Joshua. The girl's eyes found the '96 Liner in a clearly very comfortable state of mind, chuckling at his choice of non-existing clothing.

"Ey," the younger rapper's voice rang through her ears as he stopped in his tracks, quickly turning around and raising a hand to cover the female member's eyes.

[Protecting innocent eyes]

His antic only made her laugh even louder, getting Jeonghan to stop and glance at the maknae duo.

Minnie slapped Vernon's hand away from her face with a whine and gave him a nudge, making him slightly stumble backwards, cackling to himself.

"What are you doing?" The oldest laughed out loud, joining Joshua, who was already amused at the two. The girl just shook her head and passed them to head towards the entry of the house.

[A loving bond between the youngsters]

Before they reached it, Jeonghan mentioned the Korean grocery store they had come across, explaining where they had gotten the groceries they were holding. The supermarket carried everything they could've asked for on the other side of the world - Ramen noodle packages, instant rice, they had even bought a good amount of Soju bottles, knowing these would go down like water with the rest of the members.

As soon as they got into the house, Minnie noticed how unusually quiet the place was.

"Where's everyone?"

Dokyeom, who was chilling in the living room on the other end of the room, perked his head up at the sound of the girl's voice.

"In their rooms. We're having a break."

Minnie chuckled, "A break from what?" Knowing they were on a vacation in general and finding humour in the term 'break' while not having to do or worry about anything at all. Her fellow '97 Liner shrugged as he walked up to her, reaching his hand out to take over the paper bag she was holding in her grip.

[A gentleman at heart]

"No, it's okay, I'm gonna take it downstairs," she brushed him off, wanting to rush into the kitchen while he continued to be hot on her tracks.

"I can help," he announced, but Minnie stopped him right before she headed down the steps.

"It's okay," smiling brightly up at him before noticing the oldest member, who had come to a halt closer towards the entrance. "Jeonghannie!" She called out to him, making him turn around. "Give me your bag!"

In a somewhat jog, he crossed the ground over to her and was about to hand over the other bag-

"Can you carry both of them?"

Getting a nod from her in return, but he shook his head and joined her on the steps. "It's okay, I'll go with you."

"But I can-"

"Go," he nudged her carefully to continue walking as they both disappeared onto the lower floor of the house.

[Minnie has a lot of helping hands]

In the kitchen, Joshua and Dokyeom joined the two, helping with unloading everything that was supposed to stay there before bringing the rest back upstairs. While some decided to go back into their individual rooms, Minnie was being kept in the living room, mostly due to the maknae who had found out his favourite noona arrived again.

"Noona!" Dino smiled brightly as soon as he found her silhouette coming up the stairs again.

[A little brother that has been desperately waiting for his favourite sister]

Planted in his seat, he opened his arms, waiting for her to come towards him. A grin had made its way onto her face, only widening with each step she took.

"How was the wine tasting?" She asked him. Partially theoretically with a hint of sarcasm, but also somewhat truly wondering about it. His cheery persona wasn't anything rare, yet she could tell by the still soft blush on his cheeks that the alcohol had not yet completely worn off the younger member.

She bent down, to wrap her arms around his muscular frame, chuckling as he tightened his grip before releasing her.

"Ah...," he sighed out loud. "It was... an experience." Minnie chuckled, watching the maknae smile to himself. She let her hand brush over the top of his blonde head of hair.

"Did you drink a lot?"

[Caring words of an older sister <3]

As soon as he glanced up, the girl snickered, the look in his eyes told her everything she needed to know.

"Too much," he admitted, only getting her to laugh louder, Dokyeom and Joshua joining in as they walked into the living room, throwing themselves onto individual seats.

"We all took a nap afterwards. We had to," the maknae continued. "We also brought some of the wine. One is from 2015, our debut year."

"Aw, that's cute. Let's drink it later on," she stated, getting a soft groan from the youngest in return, making her giggle once again.

-

The group got a short, yet much needed, break from exploring Italy before they were asked to get into the bus that was waiting outside for them. Their packed timetable was still not coming to an end any time soon - the producers made sure they'd be using and enjoying every possible moment to the fullest.

Minnie had found her seat in the very back again with the window to her left and Vernon to her right. While they were putting on their seatbelts and sinking into the cushions, one of the female producers in the very front of the bust started to explain part of their schedule for the evening.

"Today is the last and peak day of the wine festival," she told the members. "You can compare it to Myeongdong Christmas day." Her explanation received a round of gasps from the group as they realised just how many people they were going to be met with once they arrived.

"Woah...," Minnie spoke quietly. "But how cool to have a wine festival in your city."

Vernon nodded next to her, meeting her eye as he spoke. "Imagine having a soju festival."

[Dreams of a true SEVENTEEN member]

His remark made the girl's eyes immediately widen in fear, changing to speak English,

"I wouldn't survive that... But I'd enjoy it." Her reaction got a chuckle out of the younger member as he nudged her side, shaking his head at her comment. "I'm serious!" She exclaimed, joining him with laughter as Joshua in the middle also started chuckling.

The bus set off, letting a rush of excitement rush through the members as they headed to the festival. Dokyeom celebrated by lifting up the phone in his hands, ready to take a picture of himself and everyone around him when he noticed the younger members behind him engulfed in a conversation.

"Can you please look up if you're gonna be in the picture?" His question caught the maknaes' attention as they perked their heads up, immediately smiling into the camera as if it was a reflex. Afterwards, everyone turned back to focus on themselves, most getting entertainment from their phones. Minnie used the time to send a quick text to the leader, forgetting about the time difference separating them.

"Vernonnie, Josh," she called out to get her fellow English-speaking members to glance at her. Minnie was already holding up her front camera, snapping a few pictures once they had looked her way.

"Who are they for?" Joshua wondered as he posed a few different ways before the girl took the phone back into both of her hands.

"My mum and the Chois," the female member automatically switched to their native tongue as he had done so as well.

Shua chuckled, "'The Chois-'"

"I don't know how else to say it," Minnie answered with a smile. "Eomma, Appa, Seungmin-, and Seungcheol-oppa. Better?"

"You really have a group chat with everyone, huh?" Vernon suddenly jumped in, his arms crossed while his head relaxed against the backrest.

With an excited nod, the girl answered. "With everyone that's important to me."

[A loving family person <3]

-

The drive was only a short 10 minutes long. The bus stopped right at the unofficial entrance of the festival, leaving the members to get off and explore the open space on their own. It was only then that they were able to come to face with the crowd that had already gathered.

Strutting by herself, Minnie was right behind Jun, who had gotten one of the many go-pros they should be carrying from the producers.

Their eyes fell over the area, looking around the different corners and everything the festival had to offer. A soft gasp from the female member made Jun turn around as he continued to walk.

"What?"

Not thinking, he would've heard her, Minnie looked up before glancing down again, taking the seam of her top between her fingers.

"I just realised, I probably shouldn't have worn white to a wine festival."

"Why?" He wondered, slowing down in his steps to let her catch up with him.

"It's really hard to get red wine out of clothing."

The '96 Liner raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Oh, really?" Getting a nod from her in return. "Interesting... but you're not a messy eater, I don't think you'll get your clothes dirty."

She shrugged. "We'll see. I'm just gonna have to be careful." Sending him a quick grin before they fell into a comfortable silence again.

Before they entered the festival, the group decided to explore some of the more narrow side lanes. Lined with tables, they were able to look through typical touristy souvenirs they might be interested in buying - anything from magnets, to bags or hats, or even paintings.

At the very end of that lane, they finally reached the hot spot of the festival. The crowd they had seen earlier was nothing compared to what they were met with at that moment. A round of gasps flooded through the group, and Minnie could feel herself taking a step closer to the members next to her, who just so happened to be Woozi and Hoshi. She managed to get right in between the two, catching the attention of both unit leaders.

The producer spoke up first. "You okay?"

"Hm?" Her head snapped towards him. "Oh- yeah, yeah."

Minnie wasn't terrible with crowds. She used to be. The thought of being in one could make her panic within only a few seconds. But that was in the past. She had gotten used to bigger masses of people - she had to over time. These days, people don't make her nervous anymore, she had promised herself to keep her head up high and keep a positive mindset, remembering how bad her anxiety used to be when she was younger - constantly looking for a security guard or other member had become exhausting over time and also almost impossible. Only airports are what she sometimes still fears. But this wasn't an airport and she was surrounded by her members, so everything was good.

Hoshi's arm suddenly thrown over her, made her glance over at him. "Let's get drunk."

[A clear goal ahead]

[Very ambitious]

His smile was so bright, making her chuckle at the chubby cheeks forming as the excitement was beaming off of him.

She let her arm wrap around his waist as she could feel him pulling her in closer. His hand brushed over the naked skin of her biceps.

"Won't you get cold later?" Commenting on the cold that would wash over the old city once the sun would set completely, leaving only the moon in the sky.

Minnie shrugged before looking up at him with a grin. "Once the alcohol is flowing, I'll forget about the cold." Her words made the '96 Liner cackle and give her a proud squeeze while Woozi just shook his head with a sigh, already knowing once these two were drinking together, there'd be no stopping them.

[A duo you have to look out for]

They continued their walk into the very centre of the open space, already admiring all the wine and food stands around them. The members could already tell, they would enjoy this evening very much. The producers informed them that they were allowed to roam around freely and on their own, only to remember to meet up later on at the restaurant they were standing in front of.

First on the list to enjoy the festival to its fullest was to purchase empty wine glasses, which Hoshi had already spotted. The 15 Euros entrance fee came along with a pouch, a glass, a pen, and a piece of paper to document each wine they'd be drinking to remember it later on - a survival participation kit if you so will. The group divided itself into a few members, who lined up to get a couple of those, while the rest stayed back and waited.

With their kits on them, the idols started their journey around the festival. Some decided to start on the left, others went to the right side first, and a few even just went straight into the mass.

-

Minnie, Dokyeom, and Hoshi had found themselves together, arriving at their first spot. After the woman generously filled up their glasses, they left the stall to find a free spot to stand together. Jeonghan and Joshua joined them within a few seconds as well.

Just as the girl was about to take her first sip of the evening, the '97 Liner stopped her.

"You have to smell it first."

With scrunched eyebrows, she looked at him closely.

"Smell it," he demonstrated, "And then swirl it in your glass and let oxygen get to it."

[A wine connoisseur at work.]

Minnie chuckled, "You became a real... how do you say-," she turned towards her fellow English-speaking member, "a wine connoisseur?" But Joshua just shrugged in return, grinning to himself,

"I have no idea."

"A wine expert," she settled on a simpler term, getting a bright smile from the main vocalist in response. Minnie did as she was told, moving her glass to let the wine move around before she took another sniff, getting notified by the experts that the smell was supposed to be different. Well,... if they say so.

"Can I drink it now?" She carefully asked, meeting Hoshi's eye as he had already thrown his head back to get the alcohol down his throat.

Dokyeom nodded, "Yeah, after smelling it, take a sip." The two '97 Liners clinked their glasses together before making the next move. As soon as the liquid touched their tongue, DK let out a satisfied hum.

"OH!" He put the glass down again. "Buongiorno!" Making the members around him laugh at his reaction.

"It's really good," Minnie nodded in agreement, handing hers over to Shua to let him make his own review. He took a quick sip and just by the raise of his eyebrows, the female member knew, he was thinking the same thing.

"Really good, wow."

Knowing that this was only the first one of many they tried, they were even more motivated to explore the other stalls as well, heading straight towards the next one. Stuck in line, Shua pulled out his go-pro to film the '97 Liner closely.

"Dokyeom seems like such a professional," he commented, getting a chuckle out of the girl next to them.

"When going to the winery today," DK started. "It was fun thinking that each bottle of wine had its own story." Minnie couldn't help but cackle at his statement.

"You're getting so sentimental over bottles of wine?"

"Think about it!" He scolded her, "Wine bottles sometimes have a long way in front of them and then they get stored for a very long time before you get to drink them."

"Okay, okay," she nodded, yet still finding amusement in the sentiment. "I understand."

They got their glasses filled up once again, this time, Minnie clinked hers with Hoshi after he had tapped her on the shoulder, nudging his in her direction.

"This one is heavy," he commented on it, handing it over to Shua - all while Minnie stood there with a frown. "What's wrong?" Hoshi asked her, noticing her quiet stance.

"I don't know if I can really taste a difference. It's wine," she shrugged.

[Alcohol is alcohol]

"You have to take a class like us," he told her. "Then you'll become an expert as well." Making her and the '95 Liner laugh.

Suddenly, Jeonghan jumped in, taking the glass into his hold, "What is it like?"

"It's heavy!" Hoshi blurted out. "I can feel that it's heavy," he proudly announced.

"You did well at the winery tour today," Joshua complimented him, getting a smile out of the younger member.

-

The ringing sound coming from Minnie's back pocket of her jeans brought the attention of all the members to her. She took her phone out, but before she could answer, Hoshi got nosy.

"Who is it?"

"Wonwoo," she let him know, a slight frown to her brows as she picked up, catching the 'aw' from Joshua and having to hold back a roll of her eyes, but not her grin.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?" He asked her.

"At one of the stalls with the members. I can tell you the name, wait-", thinking he might want to join them, when he stopped her,

"Do you want to look at some of the souvenirs?"

[Roomates that have similar taste in sightseeing]

"Oh! Yes!" Her exclaim made the others glance at her in surprise. "But- where are you?"

Wonwoo tried to explain the location of his whereabouts as best as he could, knowing that most of the corners in the area looked too similar to each other.

"I think, I know what you mean," Minnie assured him. "I'll be right there." She let him know before hanging up with a soft 'bye'.

"Where are you going?" Jeonghan asked her as soon as he had put her phone away again.

"Wonwoo wants to look at the souvenirs." She turned around to glance at the side of the festival space, focusing on the different windows of the shops. "He said, he's over there. I'm gonna go," she let the others know. But not before leaving with an empty glass. She got a refill on what she and the members had just shared, finishing it quickly again, before handing the glass over and excusing herself from the rest of the group, getting a couple of 'be careful' and 'call him if you can't find him' in return before she disappeared into the mass.

[Caring friends <3]

The grip on the go-pro in her hand tightened as she managed to brush past the people coming from the opposite direction. Thankfully, Wonwoo's directions were clear and his location was close enough to let her find him quickly and not look like a lost puppy in the middle of the crowd.

Her smile widened as soon as her eyes fell on the familiar back looking into one of the windows, only to get even wider once she found Na PD turning around and revealing his face.

"Hyung!" She called out with a wave. The producer chuckled at her action, waving back and grinning as she waddled over to the duo. Wonwoo turned around at the sound of her voice, welcoming her with a smile as well.

The cameraman, who was filming the two men focused his view on her as she got closer.

"How was the wine?" Na PD wondered, getting a big smile in return.

"Really good," she sheepishly admitted, knowing that there most probably was already a slight blush in her cheeks since she hadn't eaten much before they started drinking. "But!" Minnie quickly added, "I haven't drunk a lot yet."

"Yet?" Wonwoo chuckled at her.

[Remembering Hoshi's words]

The girl nodded with a slight shrug, "Who knows... maybe we're gonna drink more later on."

"YOU are definitely going to drink some more," Youngseok chuckled as they started their journey into one of the side streets that separated them from the busy main space of the wine festival.

Minnie stopped in her tracks, making Wonwoo do the same immediately as well. "You can't say that!" She pointed at the producer with a smile. "That makes me sound like a drunk."

The '96 Liner patted her back to keep her walking while the laughs of the oldest of the three could be heard outside of the camera's view. "I didn't say that."

"You just enjoy having fun," Wonwoo defended her. "With wine."

"Exactly," she nodded at him while Na PD just shook his head.

[The excuse of drinking a lot]

As the two idols wanted to leave the plaza and head towards the side streets, Na PD decided to leave them with the other producer and stayed back at the main area of the wine festival to keep an eye on the rest of the group. They said their goodbyes and promised to meet up again at the restaurant they had picked out for later activities.

Now alone as three, writer and producer Choi Jaeyoung wondered, "What are you guys looking for?"

"I want to do something the others haven't done," the rapper explained.

Minnie nodded along to his words. "And we also talked about bringing something back to Seoul."

"Like what?" The producer wanted to know.

"Maybe magnets?" Wonwoo glanced at the girl.

"Yeah," she agreed. "We could see if we can get something for all of the members. Like small things." The duo determined that would be a good idea.

[Always thinking about the others as well]

Just as they were strolling through the narrow street, the '96 Liner stopped. "Let's go there!" He pointed at a walkthrough, painted in a bright yellow, easily catching the eyes of bystanders. "It's so pretty there."

Minnie and Writer Choi were slightly ahead, therefore not able to see what he was talking about but as soon as they caught up with him, the girl gasped.

"Woah..." Her gaze fell on the stone bridge they were getting close to that stretched over trees that were planted much lower and would lead to the other side, where another narrow street was waiting for them, but with brightly painted houses instead of souvenir shops.

"This really is a picture spot," Wonwoo commented, getting nods of agreement as answers.

Jaeyoung looked around the area. "I guess this is a village where people live," he explained.

"Oh wow... to live here...," Minnie dreamed out loud.

"Would you like that?" The producer asked her, getting a nod with a big smile from her.

"We talked about it earlier," she told him, swiftly pointing at Wonwoo, "it must be really nice to have a house here and be able to come whenever you want."

[Deep chats]

"If my house looked like that," Wonwoo jumped into the conversation. "I'm confident, I'd live happily."

"Mm," he hummed. "That's true. But you'd need someone to take care of it while you're gone."

Minnie gave him a quick look, "Mm... I didn't think that far. I just like the idea of it."

[Dreaming a lot while you're young...]

The writer chuckled. "I see."

"Wait," the female member turned around to glance at the rapper who was still admiring the view. "Did you just say you'd live happily if you had a house here?"

With raised eyebrows, he focused on her. "Yeah, wh-"

"Don't you live happily now?!" She threw at him.

Suddenly, the producer and cameraman laughed out loud at her words and Wonwoo's surprised expression. The rapper joined in, chuckling while Minnie continued to look at him unamused.

"Minnie-ya," PD Choi took a deep breath, trying to control his laughter.

The rapper did the same but went ahead to pat her shoulder but she softly pushed him away with a smile.

"I thought you were happy."

"Does she take everything word for word usually?" Jaeyoung asked into the round.

[Never take everything too seriously]

Wonwoo nodded with a smile only to turn towards the girl in the next second, meeting her already sheepish grin to match.

"Ah...," the older man breathed out, "You guys..."

"We're fun, huh?" Minnie jumped next to him, hugging his arm in an overly excited tone.

The producer nodded, patting her hand, "Very, yeah." Getting chuckles from the idols.

[Quick change of emotion seems normal]

Wonwoo had taken his phone out to capture the beautiful scenery surrounding them, making sure to not miss any spots. Minnie decided to take everything in with her own eyes, forgetting about the device in the back pocket of her jeans and not noticing the camera being focused on her for a few shots.

The writer's voice made her turn towards him. "Go stand there on the side together. Let me take a picture of you." He pointed at the edge of the bridge, pushing the girl closer to her fellow member. Handing the phone over to him, Wonwoo joined Minnie.

Together, they leaned onto the stones with the rapper putting his hand on top of them to let him lean.

"Get closer," Jaeyoung motioned with his hands to make them hurdle in together. Minnie chuckled but took a step closer. Wonwoo whispered something, getting a chuckle out of her as she settled down again, letting her shoulder brush against his chest while his right arm was resting behind her.

"A little closer," he asked them, getting an almost shy smile and shake of Minnie's head as an answer. Wonwoo opened his arm to let her slide in closer, scootching in a little bit more as well.

With her head slightly tilted towards the '96 Liner, the producer seemed finally happy enough and started to take some pictures, smiling brightly at the two in front of him.

"Woah... very pretty," Writer Choi grinned. "Next to Minnie, Wonwoo looks even broader."

The girl scoffed jokingly as the rapper took his phone back so they could continue their adventures, with a slight blush to his cheeks now. "Are you making fun of my statue?"

"No," he promised her, putting his hands on her shoulders, and leading them forward. "I'm just saying you look sweet like a doll and Wonwoo looks like he's part of the bridge."

[Compliments all around]

Even though the rapper was further ahead of them, the laughter coming from him made the two chuckle as well. He stopped to let them catch up, only continuing once he was next to Minnie again, leaving her to be in between the two men.

They decided to go back to where they came from, remembering that they had wanted to look through souvenirs and hopefully also buy some. Lazily strolling through the street, the girl had looped her arm through Wonwoo's, slightly leaning onto him as they glanced around.

"I think they sold some pretty pictures here before," he thought out loud as they headed towards the small stalls that were set up on the left side of the street. And just as they arrived, his eyes immediately found what he was looking for. "There it is!"

Nosily, the girl lifted her head, trying to get a glimpse of what was in front of them, but Wonwoo dragged her over.

"Oh my god," she smiled. "They look so good!"

[Admiring artwork carefully]

Together they looked through the small paintings lined up on the very left side of the seller's table. Compared to the other artwork he was presenting, the ones the idols were focused on, were tiny.

"Did he draw all of these?" Wonwoo wondered.

Minnie shrugged. "I guess so. They look handpainted." With a closer look, you were able to see each clear brush stroke that made the paintings only look even more alive than they already did.

"Oh, look!" The female member pointed at the back of the table. "Magnets." Originally, the two had planned to buy small souvenirs like that, thinking of putting them up on their fridge to make their new place look more lived in, but at that moment, as they were surrounded by beautiful artwork left and right, the choice became harder than they had originally thought it would be.

Still, they agreed magnets would make the most sense, so they settled on buying some of them along with one tiny landscape painting they couldn't take their eyes off of - where they would put it was a conversation for another time.

-

After enough time roaming the streets for a good while more, they found themselves back at the plaza again. The NANA Tour producers had gone ahead and secured a big table at one of the restaurants. They were slowly gathering the members one by one once they passed them, leading them towards the seating area where Wonwoo and Minnie were already chatting with the other producers, passing the time while waiting.

"Oooh," Jeonghan called out as his eyes found the two younger members. "You really did go shopping," he commented on the plastic bag the rapper was holding.

With her arms crossed, the girl glanced at the '95 Liner. "I told you he called me so we could look at souvenirs."

But he just shrugged. "I don't know, maybe you lied to me."

[Trust issues]

"Why would I lie to you about that?" She chuckled, only getting a cheeky grin and a wiggle of his eyebrows in return, which made her shake her head and turn her attention back to Hyojung, who was already laughing at their antics.

Settling down at the massive table they had booked for every Seventeen and NANA Tour member, Wonwoo started to proudly show off the trinkets he and Minnie had chosen to guy. She had just come back and was about to take a seat on the chair nearest her, right next to Dokyeom, who was sitting opposite Wonwoo, when the '97 Liner suddenly jumped up.

"Do you want to sit here?" He asked the girl, who just glanced at him in surprise.

She shook her head, motioning for him to sit back down again. "No, no, it's okay." Assuring him with a quick smile. He pulled the chair out for her, his eyes trained on her, only leaving her frame once she had properly sat down.

[The gentleman is back]

"Did you order yet?" She wondered, getting a 'yes' in return and before she was able to open her mouth again, DK continued,

"Just sodas. They're over there." Pointing at the variety of cans. Minnie didn't have to ask as he was already handing her a Coke Zero. Appreciatively with a grin, she took it and emptied it into the glass at her seat.

"Has Myungho not come yet?" Na PD asked into the round, making every member look around the table only to find no sight of the '97 Liner.

To Minnie's right, Jun was quick with the answer. "Myungho, Mingyu, and Woozi are over there still drinking!" Stretching his arm behind him to point at where the trio was enjoying another round of wine.

"Oh God," the female member chuckled as she glanced at them.

-

Suddenly, DK sighed.

Minnie's ears immediately perked up. "What?"

"I'm kinda disappointed," he admitted. "I only drank like five glasses."

From a little further down the table, Dino caught the disappointment.

"Guys," he called out, making both '97 Liners' heads turn. "Do you want to go one more round?"

The girl chuckled at the excitement coming from the youngest, ready to shake her head, but Dokyeom was already out of his seat.

"Are you not coming?" The vocalist looked down at the girl, who caught his gaze with expecting eyes.

"Are you really going?" Quickly changing her focus to the maknae who was already on his feet, wine glass tight in his grip.

"Of course," DK's smile beamed at her. "Come on." Nudging for her to follow them.

Once she didn't immediately react, he took a step closer to her, getting a hold of her elbow and pulling her up.

"Dokyeom-ah!" Minnie laughed out loud, not pushing him away, but standing up along with him to leave the table.

[Children, don't let peer pressure influence you]

[This is not a good example]

Now, all the attention was on the leaving trio. Na PD was the first to comment on it. "They're going again!"

"Noona didn't get to taste much, we're gonna show her around some more," the youngest explained, leaving the female idol to look at the rest of the group with wide eyes and a chuckle.

"It wasn't even my idea!"

"We'll be back before the food arrives," Dino promised before pushing the older members along with him, using this as a 'see you later'.

-

Just as they were getting their glasses refilled, familiar voices spoke up from behind them.

"Buongiorno."

Turning around, Minnie found Jun and Joshua, who seemed to have followed them, along with their wine glasses, ready for another round as well.

"OOH," the girl shouted out in excitement, "You too?"

Shua pushed past them to get to the front of the stall as Dokyeom, Minnie, and Dino were already sipping on the next round of wine.

"This here is the best one," the female member admitted, glancing at Jun, who decided to stay a bit behind.

"This is good?" He suddenly asked in English.

She nodded with a big smile decorating her face, "Very good, yes."

"Good, good."

[The alcohol is so good, they had to change languages]

"Here," she handed him her half-filled glass, exchanging it with his empty one.

"Oh- thank you," Jun accepted it, taking a sip right away while the girl continued to look at him, just waiting for his reaction. As soon as his eyebrows shot up, she knew, she was right - it was in fact the best one so far.

"Wow," the '96 Liner breathed out. "It's really good."

"I told you!" Jokingly, she smacked his upper arm.

After she got a refill into his glass as well, the group took a step to the side, each of them enjoying their wine slowly together. In silence, they took sip after sip, letting the background noise fill the silence.

"I'm so happy," Joshua admitted dreamily, his head tilted to the side. With a soft smile, Minnie gazed at him. She had joined him by his side, nudging his arm with her shoulder. "What do I do?"

"Enjoy the moment." She tried to let the scene not pass, closing her eyes to add to the feeling they were trying to create. Just a comforting atmosphere where each member was quietly sipping on their wine, inhaling the fresh, yet slightly damp and cooler Summer night air.

"I think I can drink 30 more glasses here," he admitted, getting a chuckle out of her. "Drunk on this atmosphere..."

With a grin, she interlocked their arms before pulling him ahead and calling out, "Let's go!" Lifting her now empty glass of wine as she was ready for the next one.

[Enthusiastic for more alcohol]

The laughter of the other members drowned out the background noise.

-

"Should we meet up with the others?"

The two had been walking around on their own for a bit when Joshua spotted Woozi, Mingyu, and Minghao, whom they had yet to see in quite a while. As it was slowly getting darker and they could only guess their food was soon to be served, they were on their way back to the restaurant. But wine was such an easy distraction.

"Where are they?" Minnie was looking in a different direction, not seeing Shua lift his glass when he met eyes with Mingyu, who, in return, found the girl before she could catch him. Sneaking up to her, while she was occupied with her re-fill, she didn't notice the massive statue that was suddenly behind her. Only when she started to turn to the side.

"AH-" she jumped in surprised when Mingyu lowered his head to meet her gaze. Minnie welcomed him with a hard punch to his shoulder. "Idiot..."

[SEVENTEEN loves each other]

Ignoring the show of annoyance - even if it wasn't serious - the '97 Liner threw his arm around the girl, pulling her into his side before snatching the glass from her grip.

"Didn't you drink enough already today?" She asked him, a slight teasing undertone to her voice.

The rapper gulped down everything that was inside before glancing down at her again. "Didn't you drink enough already today?"

[Bickering is an act of kindness]

"I didn't even drink that much!" She scoffed, letting herself get pulled towards the restaurant as the rest of the group, now with Minghao and Woozi in tow as well, decided to join the team again.

"But your face is really red," Gyu commented, making Minnie stop for a second, her hands flying up to her cheeks.

"Really?" Only getting a chuckle and a shake of his head in return, making her do the same before they continued their walk towards the reserved table.

-

Stomach filled, in a happy, slightly tipsy, and contained state, Minnie leaned back into her chair, gazing into thin air. A good hour has passed, in which the only thing the idols did was eat. And eat even more. And then drink some more too.

The voices of the members around her were getting quieter as she zoned out, getting pulled back into the presence at the sound of her name being called out by Youngseok.

"Huh?" She glanced up at him.

Na PD chuckled, "Everyone but you is eating so well."

With an almost pained look on her face, she clutched her stomach. "I already ate so much. I promise." And for once, she wasn't lying about it. "I'm really full from the wine."

[Alcohol... is... a meal...?]

"Minnie gets full from drinking quickly," Jeonghan added to her statement.

The producer nodded in understanding. "Did you drink too quickly?"

"I think so. But I feel good, that's all that matters." She grinned brightly. "And I'm happy."

"And you did eat well," Dokyeom commented with a proud smile.

To her right, Minnie found Vernon's head tipped down. Jun had left for the bathroom, giving her a perfect view of the younger rapper.

She turned to Wonwoo, pointing at the '98 Liner. "Is he really sleeping?" Wondering if maybe he had watched him fall into a slumber. Leaning slightly forward, the rapper tried to get a glimpse of the younger's eyes, but he sat back with a shrug.

"I don't know. I don't think so."

Carefully, she reached out, petting his shoulder. "Vernonnie-" He raked himself up and met her eyes immediately. "Oh- I thought you were sleeping."

"No," he chuckled, "But I'm really tired." He let a hand brush over his face, stopping to rub his eyes.

Minnie nodded, "Mm, same..." Knowing as soon as her head would hit a pillow, her eyes would shut and getting up in the morning would be a big challenge. But the quality of sleep would be absolutely worth it.

-

EP3-4. What are you doing?

Back at the AirBnB, some of the members gathered in the living room of the accommodation while waiting for further instructions. They knew the next point on their timetable was a game, yet what game they'd be playing was still a mystery to them.

Minnie found her place on the single stool in the corner between Jeonghan, who was occupying a single yellow chair and Joshua who was sharing the loveseat with Mingyu. Before she had sat down, she took the fan with S.Coups' face on it into her hands, now holding onto it tightly.

[Even when he's so far away, the leader is always close to the members]

Mindlessly, she looked around the room while catching some words from the '95 Liners' conversation.

At 9:30pm the members had separated into different rooms in the house, with Jun, Woozi, and Dokyeom still in the living room. The '97 Liner was singing along to the random tune the producer was playing, making up lyrics on the go. Minnie was listening to them from a few feet away. She had found an empty spot on the floor she could lie on while putting her legs up against the wall. All the alcohol and food had made her feel bloated and from what she remembered her friends once telling her, this was a quick way to get rid of that.

[Just another day in the life of a SEVENTEEN member?]

Wonwoo was coming back out of their room, eyes fixed on the phone in his hand as he walked towards the living room. Getting a glimpse of the girl in his peripheral view made him take a step back and glance down.

"Are you okay?"

Minnie opened her eyes and smiled. "Yep."

"Do you need help getting up?"

"No, I'm good. I'm just gonna lay here for a bit," she just answered, closing her eyes again.

Clearly unfazed by her antics, the rapper nodded. "Okay." Continuing his way into the living room to join Woozi on the left side, only that he sat down on the yellow couch. From the entryway, Na PD watched them with a fond smile, shaking his head when a chuckle fell from his lips.

For a few more seconds, the house was in complete silence other than Woozi and his guitar and Dokyeom's voice filling the ears of the people around them.

"Pumping and my butthole-" he suddenly sang, making the girl sit up and look to her right, watching the others stop in their movements. Even the producer had stopped playing.

The girl chuckled out loud, "What?"

"Why does your butthole come out?" Woozi asked, getting a round of laughter from the members in the room.

"The result of eating six dishes needs to have a result," Dokyeom explained honestly, only afterwards finding the female member who had now stood up but just stopped in the hallway, gazing at him almost disturbed.

"Oh-," he laughed out loud, "I'm sorry, Minnie!"

With a shake of her head, she joined the members, moving towards the side with the couch where Woozi and Wonwoo were sitting.

"It was good up to then," Wonwoo admitted, "and then you ruined it." Letting the girl settle down beside him.

Minnie pulled her legs up, letting them slightly lean onto the rapper's thighs as she sighed and let her head tilt back in exhaustion. Suddenly noticing the empty feeling in her back pocket, she wondered out loud.

"Where's my phone?" Speaking almost too quietly.

[Important for the young generation]

Not looking up from his own, Wonwoo told her, "On the bed. You put it there not too long ago."

"Oh yeah, right...," Her breathy voice was a clear indication of her tired she had become. Or maybe it was just the food and alcohol.

"Minnie's in a food coma right now. She doesn't know what she's doing or saying," Jun joked, making her straighten her head again.

"That's true. I feel so... like I just ate a ten-course meal."

"Did you really eat that much?" He asked her, getting a nod in return. But Wonwoo had a different answer,

"You didn't."

Minnie turned her head towards him. "Yes, I did. I ate enough."

"Enough, but not a lot," he argued.

She scoffed softly, almost rolling her eyes. "That's the same."

[Oh so nice]

"You drank a lot," Dokyeom added to the conversation, making her nod.

"That too," she admitted. "Just a lot all together." And threw her head back again with another grunt.

Only a few moments later, the group was asked to come together in the kitchen downstairs. With heavy steps, Minnie followed the guys, getting surprised by the volume of Wonwoo's loud voice as he called out for the rest.

She joined Vernon and Dino on the right side of the long table in the middle of the room, settling down right between them. The maknae was still carrying the crossbody bag with the 'pocket money' they were given, making her chuckle and point it out to him. The bag had become almost useless as S.Coups had stopped their overseas payment option since they were apparently spending too much money. The revelation made the girl roll her eyes back when they were told this news on the bus earlier. But that didn't mean that they wouldn't get another way of earning some money to spend.

Mingyu was the last to arrive, but once he joined the group, the 'rules' of the game were laid out for them. There were two separate rooms on the second floor where the NANA Tour staff was staying. By playing rock-paper-scissors, the order in which they would enter these rooms was decided. What was waiting for them there, wasn't revealed to them just yet.

Somewhere along the line, it was finally Minnie's turn to go upstairs, coming to sight with the DIY signs displaying 'Room 1' and 'Room 2'. Not leaving herself a long time to think, she went with the first room to her right.

"Ah, hyung!" She immediately found Na PD already waiting for her with a bright but somewhat cheeky smile on his lips.

[Happy to see her favourite producer]

"How are you, Minnie?" He motioned for her to sit down in front of him. "I heard you're playing a game downstairs."

The girl shook her head, her lips curled up in amusement. "I don't understand what they're doing, so I'm glad I called up right now." Her confession got a laugh out of the producer. With Jeonghan's support, DK created a game he called 'Electric Man' as he tried to entertain the other members while they were waiting for everyone to get the final instructions of what they were doing next. What was the premise of his self-made game? No one knew. How was it played? Also, no one really knew.

"Did they tell you what we're doing?"

"Dokyeom said something about missions," she recalled, "but I think it's probably Mafia, right?"

Na PD pointed at the cards that were spread out on the table in front of them. "You can pick a card and find out."

"Why are you making this so mysterious?" She squealed out, glancing over at the cameraman in the corner who just shrugged. Biting down on her lip, Minnie pretended to think for a split second before her hand landed on top of one card.

"Is this a good one?"

"Turn around and find out," Youngseok simply told her, making her huff out while holding back a grin.

"No," she changed her mind, reaching for a different card, "I'll take this one."

"Okay," he simply nodded and gave her the 'okay' to take a look at it.

Flipping it over, so only she could see it first, Minnie read the words on it. With a slight frown on her eyebrows, almost in pain, she looked up again.

"Can I change it?"

"What did you get?"

She showed the card to the producers and then moved it slightly so the camera could get a good shot of it.

'Make a package of Ramen and eat it with a member.'

"I'm really full. I can't eat anything anymore," she whined with a chuckle.

"You have to share it with a member, so they could technically eat more than you," Youngseok tried to compromise, not wanting to torture her by having to eat.

Minnie nodded with a soft sigh. "So I just have to do this?" She wondered, slightly confused by the challenge here.

[Are you sure it's that simple?]

"You have to do this mission and not get caught," he reminded her. The premise of it being able to earn some money for the next day was explained to her. Now suddenly everything made a lot more sense than before. Finishing her mission while also trying to stop others from achieving theirs. Easier said than done in a group of currently 13 people, all of whom are usually very attentive to the ones around them.

Minnie nodded, mostly to herself. "Okay." Grinning up at the producer, who had the same facial expression.

"Good luck," he told her as she was on her way back downstairs.

-

The playing field reached from the basement - including the sauna - up to the first floor where the living room and their individual rooms were, only that those and the outside area were banned from using while trying to finish their missions.

As soon as the producers gave them the 'go', the members jumped up from their seats. Minnie and Jeonghan were the only ones who decided to stay seated, knowing if they went ahead right away, there was a good chance, they'd fail.

Dokyeom filled the room with his singing, making Joshua suddenly join in while Vernon just stood on the side, glancing at him with an unreadable facial expression. Minnie's eyes fell on him. Feeling her gaze on him, he turned towards her, giving her the same look.

"What?" She asked him. "What's going on?" Still not knowing why he had stopped in his tracks.

"I'm out," he chuckled.

Her eyes widened immediately. "Already?! What happened?" But he just shook his head and went to find one of the producers to ask for further instructions. He didn't even last a second.

The female member decided to glance around, trying to find some suspicious behaviour. With all the turmoil, it was hard to tell. Most of the members were just walking around, trying to entertain themselves, or at least it seemed like that.

The loud voices coming from the kitchen caught her attention, but what made her stop and stare was Dokyeom who had fished out a Ramen package and looked like he was about to make it. Quick on her feet, she rushed over to the producers, trying to find Na PD.

"Hyung!" He turned around when she called out for him. "What if I also make the Ramen with a member and then eat it together?"

But he shook his head. "You have to make it on your own and then share it."

[Rules are strict]

Minnie pressed her lips together and muttered a quiet, "Okay," before strolling over to the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" She asked her fellow '97 Liner as if she couldn't see it.

"Ramen," he showed her the package. "Do you want some too?"

"No, thank you, I'll make my own." She simply said, about to brush past him, when his voice stopped her.

"Didn't you say you were full from earlier?" True to his attentive self Minnie could curse at that very moment.

[Very attentive members]

"Yeah...," she trailed off. "But there's always room for Ramen."

"True," he shrugged and moved on.

Out of the same cupboard as him, Minnie got a package out and joined him by the kitchen island. Some of the members had found Dokyeom's act of cooking suspicious but now that the girl was technically just joining him, no one was questioning her. Almost no one.

While she was looking around for some vegetables and other things she could add, her eyes found Mingyu, who was currently filling a metal bowl with sugar.

"What are you doing?" She eyes him suspiciously, sending him a grin. His reaction told her everything she needed to know. The rapper snatched the bowl off the counter and tried to hide it behind him.

"Leave it!"

"Wh- I was just asking!" She argued back, not able to hold back her laughter. He most definitely wasn't one of the good liars of the group. Mindlessly, he put the bowl back, focusing on what she was holding, which was a carton of eggs. Eggs that he would need.

"What are you doing with them?"

Her lips curled up into a wicked grin. "Why?" She raised her eyebrows provokingly. "Do you need them?"

Mingyu tried to reach for them, but for once her reflexes were quick enough to dodge out of the way.

"Ha ha!" She threw at him before taking a few steps back. Thanks to his height and much longer limbs, it didn't take long for him to catch up to her, framing Minnie in the kitchen corner. She held the carton far away from him, almost leaning backwards against the counter.

"Tell me what you need them for."

"No," he argued. "Just give me a few and you can have the rest."

Before she could snap back at him, Dokyeom's voice rang through the room. "Has anyone seen the eggs?" Distracted by the question, Minnie's grip slightly lightened, giving Mingyu the perfect opportunity to snatch them out of her hands easily.

"HEY!" She jogged after him, ready to fight, but he suddenly put them back on the counter, now focused on Joshua, who was walking away from the kitchen, taking the bowl of sugar with him.

"Hyung!" Mingyu called out as he went after him.

Without wasting another moment, Minnie took the eggs and brought them back to where she would need them.

In the background, the '97 Liner was still fighting for his bowl with one of the older members, who was very keen on not giving it back. That's when Mingyu's patience snapped, making a shout out to him, using words most definitely not appropriate for TV.

Minnie gasped out loud. "Mingyu just cursed!" She pointed at him, eyeing the producer, who just started laughing on the other end of the room.

[Calling out bad behaviour]

"Hey! Why are you cursing?" Dokyeom, who was still next to her, jumped into the conversation, ending the question by dragging it out and creating another melody. His antics got a chuckle out of the girl and Joshua, who was still running from Mingyu, who would not stop chasing him.

"Dokyeom and Minnie are making Ramen, stop them first!" The '97 Liner tried to convert the attention of his fellow members, who glanced up at him with big eyes.

"Don't drag us into your *shit*!" The girl argued, immediately getting a soft punch to her upper arm.

[Minnie said some pretty words we had to bleep out]

"You can't curse either," DK chuckled when he noticed that the girl had only just realised what she had said. A hand immediately flew up to cover her mouth.

"Now look at you, you punk!" Mingyu pointed a strict finger at her. "You're cursing too!"

[Nice words from a nice member]

"And look who I got it from!" Coyping his stance periodically.

In the meantime, Joshua strutted over to the kitchen island, motivated by the words of the younger rapper to investigate what the two '97 Liners were doing. Snatching it right out of Minnie's hands, Shua grabbed the uncooked noodles and walked away.

"YA!" The girl shouted after him, taking off in a jog to catch up with him.

"Ey, hyung!" Dokyeom continued. "Why are you taking out ramyeon? We want to eat it."

"Why are you cooking it all of a sudden?" The '95 Liner looked at the younger members expectedly while the girl was desperately trying to get a hold of her food from his hands. But damn his quick reflexes. "Do you have a mission together?" With a hand on her shoulder, Joshua made Minnie stop.

With a pained facial expression, she whined at him, "What are you talking about?! How could we have the same mission when we went to the rooms separately! I don't even know what his mission is, I just wanted to eat this because I saw it and felt like it!" Her cries seemed to make him buckle as he put his arms down and placed the noodles back on the countertop.

Swiftly, they were able to move around the kitchen, Minnie grabbing her own pot to fill with water finally and heat it up by the stove.

Suddenly, Mingyu's groans filled the room.

"What did you do?" She glanced to her left, watching him pick the bowl back out of the sink where it had fallen into.

"Nothing, nothing," he quickly brushed it off and went to continue, but the girl blocked his way. "Minnie-ya," he hissed at her. "Move."

She shook her head. "What are you doing? Is it your mission?"

"Shut up," he rolled his eyes with a chuckle and gently pushed her to the side, making her giggle. Dokyeom sneaked a quick look at the two, laughing at the duo.

"Mingyu is really suspicious about the bowl," he commented.

Minnie nodded in agreement, "We have to stop him," her eyes not leaving his form as he moved around the room. As soon as DK tried to get the stove to work, her attention was back to what was in front of her. Since it worked with gas rather than with electricity, the members faced their next challenge.

"Wait," Minnie told him. "Raise the flame," she motioned for him to move to the side slightly so she could change the strength with one of the regulators. Just as a small flame let itself be seen, Mingyu passed them. With a quick blow to the stove, the fire got extinguished and the other two '97 Liners were back to the start.

"You f-" The girl lifted her hand, ready to curse at the rapper, but already knowing her well enough, he caught her arm mid-air.

"Don't curse," he grinned at her, making her only even more annoyed.

[He's doing our job, thank you <3]

She pushed him away. "Leave us alone," whining out loud seemed to entertain the other members as Dino's laughter rang through their ears.

"What are you guys doing?" He stopped by her side, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled her in closer to let his chin rest on her shoulder.

"Mingyu's being mean." Her pout got an eye-roll from the man in question and another chuckle from the maknae while DK was still focused on getting the stove to work.

"I can't do it!" He called out in disappointment, making the two younger members turn around while holding onto each other - Dino was clearly not thinking of letting go that soon. Minnie patted his back and brought him with her as she got to work on her portion of Ramen noodles. Easier said than done when suddenly the two packages they had opened had disappeared into thin air.

"Huh?!" The female member looked stunned at where they were last seen. "Didn't we...," she thought out loud, glancing around in confusion. "Dokyeom, where did you put the Ramen?"

"Right there," he pointed at the now completely empty space on the counter. "Where's it gone?"

"Mingyu!" The girl spat at her fellow '97 Liner, who stood a few feet away from them. His head shot up, meeting her furious eyes.

"What? I didn't do anything!" He immediately stated.

"Don't lie! Where did you put it?"

"W- I didn't do it! What even are you talking about?" Completely stunned, he held her gaze.

Dokyeom's hand reached out to touch his arm. "Hyung, you're a really bad liar."

Mingyu scoffed with an eye roll. "But I'm not lying."

"You're annoying!"

"I didn't do anything!"

"Liar!" Minnie and Mingyu went back and forth, completely ignoring what the other members around them were doing.

[A normal day for SEVENTEEN]

Woozi and Jeonghan were still walking around the space, having a fight of their own, Dokyeom was nowhere to be seen and Joshua seemed to have been minding his own business.

"Guys!" Suddenly Minghao's voice rang through the room. "I'm done!"

In surprise, everyone's eyes fell on him. He had just come out of the left corner of the room, clearly dripping wet with his hair slicked back and a towel thrown over his shoulder.

"What did you have to do?" Minnie asked.

Mingyu took a different guess. "Did you have to wash your hair?"

"No, I'm done if I go into the sauna," Hao enlightened them. A round of 'aah' came from the members in return.

-

"Seungkwan is supposed to do Calligraphy!" Hoshi came sprinting down the stairs, bursting into the kitchen, interrupting another argument that had broken out between Mingyu and Minnie as she tried to get the bowl out of his tight grip. The interruption made her loosen her grip, and he was able to pull away, making her stumble back slightly, only for him to reach out and catch her arm, steadying her.

"Calligraphy?" She asked again, getting a nod from the '96 Liner who was still chuckling.

"Wonwoo's trying to take his stuff away and hide it." And just the mere imagination of that picture got all of the members in the room to laugh. Some wanted to see it with their own eyes and rushed up the stairs, leaving the kitchen fairly empty. Out of the corner of her eye, Minnie saw something colourful peek out from the shelf. Taking a step closer, she found the Ramen packages she had been looking for underneath a cake bell. Not even caring about who had put it there, she took the quiet time to get them back and head over into the kitchen, even forgetting about Mingyu who was moving around the room to find a moment of peace to finish his own mission.

[The mission might have been too easy]

Standing by the stove, water boiling and noodles cooking, Jeonghan and Woozi suddenly joined her. Secretively, they moved into the corner of the kitchen. As they spoke in hushed tones, the girl had a hard time catching what they were saying, but she was able to make out an important part.

"This is kind of vague, so I will protect you," he promised the group's producer.

"You're protecting him of what? Huh?" Minnie glanced over, her eyebrows raised with a smirk playing on her lips. "What are you guys doing?"

"Should I help you too?" Jeonghan's sudden question made her frown.

She shook her head. "I don't trust you."

[Hurtful words]

Right at that moment, Joshua came back, passing the girl and heading towards the two other members.

"They're being weird!" Minnie pointed out, only making him even more suspicious than he already was. With Shua's attention now on the older members, she was able to concentrate back on the noodles in front of her. She added the soup package and cracked an egg into the middle. Focusing on her own task at hand, she blended out most of what was happening around her. Dokyeom had been chasing Mingyu around the room. Only when the rapper's moans of pain and clanking of metal erupted did she turn around to take a look.

"What happened?" Her eyes were trained on him now limping towards the kitchen. "What did you do?" Taking a step closer she reached out to where Mingyu was clutching his knee, hunched over, clearly hurting from what had just happened.

"Be careful," she somewhat hissed at him while Dokyeom continued to worry, with a soft laugh lacing his voice.

"Are you okay?" But the answer to his question came quick when Mingyu suddenly took off in a sprint to the other side of the room with DK hot in his tracks, leaving the girl, once again, alone. Shrugging and with a deep breath, she went back to the stove, deciding to ignore the rest of their antics.

"Minnie," Woozi's voice made ears perk up.

"Huh?" She turned towards him, finding him with the screen of his phone facing her. With a few steps closer, he stopped right next to her.

"Do you want to say 'hi' to Carats?"

"To Carats?" Her focus was still on the pot in front of her, she didn't realise that she would be seeing herself on his screen as he was currently doing a livestream on Weverse.

"I'm live right now," he explained.

"Huh?" Confused she glanced over, surprising herself by watching her face stare right back at her. "Oh- hello everyone!" She leaned in closer, waving to the camera with a big smile. "Was that your mission?" She asked before another realisation hit her. Quickly, she covered the camera. "Are they even allowed to see this?"

With a chuckle, Woozi pushed her hand away, so the fans could see them again.

"If I'm supposed to do it, of course, they can see us."

Minnie sent another smile at them, "Hiii."

As soon as Hoshi came in closer, the group's producer asked him if he would want to be in the frame as well, now moving the phone to film him and away from the female member.

-

To see if it was finally done, Minnie grabbed a pair of wooden chopsticks they had gotten from the producers, dipping them into the pot and gathering some of the noodles. After a quick few blows, she got to taste them, nodding to herself happily. Just when she thought, she'd finally be done and could get to eating them and finishing her mission, Dokyeom came back again.

"Minnie, how did you turn on the stove?" With a lighter in his hand, he was clearly struggling, not knowing the next thing about a gas stove. Quickly, she helped him, not even thinking about this being a possible mission of his since it was hers already, she left him in the kitchen and moved over to the dining table. Minghao had followed her, claiming the seat next to her.

"Is this your mission?" He quietly asked her, keeping his voice low enough so no other member could hear them. With her lips pressed together, she looked at him, shaking her head. But Minghao chuckled, seeing right through her.

"Please," she whined. "Here, you can have some. Just please let me do this in peace." She held up the chopsticks with enough noodles for him to slurp and pushed the pot closer to him.

He leaned in, but before opening his mouth, he stopped for a second but decided to just take it, not in the mood to ruin this for her.

-

Hoshi had come down the stairs into the kitchen, seeing Minnie by the table, still painfully trying to finish the pot of Ramen while the two '95 Liners and Dokyeom were occupied by the stove.

"Is everyone already out?"

"Huh?" Jeonghan looked at him confused, "No, Minnie's still doing hers and Dokyeom too."

"Minnie?" The '96 Liner turned towards the girl, sitting down opposite of her with a big grin on his lips. "Is this your mission?"

She decided not to say anything but just nodded.

Slowly but surely, Hoshi reached out, obviously trying to pull the pot towards him. It didn't take long for the female member to catch onto his action.

"Just take it." She brushed it off. "I can't anymore, I'm so full." Minnie let herself fall into the chair with a heavy breath.

"Really? Just like that?" He wondered, taking the chopstick between his fingers.

The girl nodded. "I wanted to finish it, but I can't. I don't care."

[Smart]

Not caring much about the truth behind her words, Hoshi dug into the rest of the meal, while Minnie was biting down on her lip. Holding back her grin about the fact that she had just managed to achieve her secret mission without anyone knowing and with Hoshi believing she had given up that easily.

Looking around the room, her hands on top of her stomach, she noticed something.

"Has anyone seen Mingyu?" Only getting a shrug in return from the member sitting across from her while the other three were talking too loud amongst themselves to hear her. Remembering the last place she had seen him run off to, she decided to take a chance and go look for him.

In the left corner of the room was another door leading to what she had yet to discover, only knowing that Minghao came back from exactly there, soaking wet.

Pushing it open, she came to sight of the small pool right in front of her.

"Woah-" Movement out of the corner of her eye made her stop and turn her head. "What are you doing?" Watching Mingyu crouched down on the floor, the bowl tight in his grip and a whisk in the other hand. She chuckled at the sight while he just begged her to keep quiet.

"Finishing my mission," he explained to her.

"But what is it?" She took a step closer to look into the bowl, frowning at whatever was inside of it.

"I have to make a meringue."

"Meringue?" She repeated, unsure if she understood him correctly. "The stuff that goes into macarons?" He nodded his head quickly.

In the meantime, the door had opened again, letting Jeonghan in, who found them immediately. He didn't even have to ask what they were doing.

"He has to make meringue," Minnie let him know, taking a step to the side to let him fully in. As they both just stood there watching Mingyu whisk hastily, the girl felt a finger poke her side. She glanced down, but right up again, seeing the oldest member nudge his head towards the pool. A wide smirk spread on her lips, but she didn't need to be told twice. Watching the rapper intensively, she could tell how focused he was, not even noticing as she got closer again, now with some water in the cup she created with her hands. With a quick motion, she managed to dunk some of the water into the bowl before Mingyu could even realise it and pull it away.

"YA!" He shouted out, pushing her back. Not able to react quick enough, Minnie didn't get away far enough as he leaned forward, putting his arm into the water and splashing it right at her, only with much more force and amount.

"STOP, YOU-"

[At this point, we'd like the remind Carats and viewers that SEVENTEEN truly loves each other]

She shouted, giggling as she tried to get away, but bumped into Jeonghan. He switched positions with her, now copying Mingyu to throw some of the water on him. He repeated it while the rapper just stood in the corner, hoping to somewhat shield his bowl. Deciding he was drenched enough, the older member moved to the side while the '97 Liner got back to the water, ready to splash it back at the mischievous duo.

With a loud chuckle, Minnie took a few steps forward and just started to do the same, sudden laughter from her and the '95 Liner filling the room while Mingyu was still grunting in annoyance. From the other side of the pool, Jeonghan tried to help Minnie, splatter even more water onto the younger member.

"Mingyu, do you think you'll be able to make Meringue?" Giggling along with his words while the girl tried to contain her laughter.

Once they noticed he had officially given up by the way his shoulder sunk down, the splashing stopped.

"Ah, guys..." Mingyu sighed out loud. With a sweet chuckle, Minnie got closer to him, throwing her hands around his waist to hug him from behind. He turned around, making her loosen her grip and take a step back when he sat down the bowl, thinking he would just take a short second of peace. But before they could even blink, Mingyu put the bowl into the water, throwing the much bigger amount of water right at her before dipping it in again and making Jeonghan his second victim. Her screech could probably even be heard from next door.

"MINGYU!"

Minnie rubbed her eyes, not even thinking about her hair at the moment that was probably sticking to her forehead and all over the place, making her look like a wet puppy. The rapper managed to push past them while Jeonghan snatched the bowl into his own hands, filling it up and waiting behind the door that Mingyu was holding onto tightly from the other side of it. Getting it to open just slightly the oldest member threw the water out, not even looking if it would hit him directly - that just happened out of pure luck, making the duo laugh out loud.

[Fun day at the indoor waterpark]

Minnie opened the door fully, now revealing a fully drenched Mingyu in front of her, but she wasn't looking much drier either. He sighed heavily while the girl continued to giggle, following him back into the kitchen, where wide eyes were waiting for them.

"What?" Woozi couldn't stop looking at the three fully submerged in water as if they had just gone swimming with their clothes on.

Mingyu glanced behind him at the girl who was cheekily looking at him.

"Careful." He pointed at her shirt before heading further into the kitchen. Glancing down at her shirt, Minnie realised her white top had turned quite sheer. With her fingers, she managed to get it from sticking too tightly onto her body as she continued to go upstairs to change.

On their way up, Hoshi came from the other direction, stopping to look at her and Jeonghan, who trailed behind.

"What did you do?"

"Making Mingyu fail," the older member giggled, making the girl chuckle.

Wonwoo stood up at the sound of their laughter, putting the guitar he had been clinging onto back on the couch.

"Mingyu's out?" He wondered, getting a nod from the girl and a verbal confirmation from Jeonghan in return.

"Good job, guys." His smile made theirs only widen. Then, he suddenly came to sight with the state of their clothes.

"Wh- Guys!" He chuckled, pointing at Jeonghan and stopping the girl by putting his hand on her elbow. "You did this to make Mingyu fail?"

"Yeah," Minnie told him excitedly.

"Wait-," the maknae looked at them with big eyes. "What did you do?"

"We put water into his meringue," Jeonghan explained.

"He told me to do it!" The female member excused herself by pointing at the older member, getting the infamous 'hehe' out of him. She headed over to her own room, ready to change as she wanted to stop clutching onto her shirt to not let every camera catch just how see-through it had gotten.

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[marinafanning]

batfam incorrect quotes (from perchance)

*talking on the phone*  jason: Remember how I said that cass and I were gonna have a calm night out for once?  silena: Yeah…  jason: Well, we’re in jail.  silena: *hangs up*

damien: dick, you risked your life to save me!  dick: And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it.

tim: Yeah I'm LGBT.  tim: cuLt leader.  tim: God hates me personally.  tim: cowBoy hat.  tim: *sniffles* Trying my best.

cass: I like to play this game called nap roulette. I take a nap and don’t set an alarm. Will it be 20 min or 4 hours? Nobody knows. It’s risky and I like it.

steph, about cass: Can I tell them they look nice?  dick: Sure.  steph: Can I tell them I respect them?  dick: Maybe, if they ask.  steph: Should I show them an oil painting I made of us surrounded by our three cats and four dogs?  dick: …  dick: I’d save that for later.

tim: So what’s the plan?  jason: I don’t know. You’re smart, *points at cass* they’re mean, come up with something.

*at 3am*  cass: *runs into silena’s room and turns on the light* Wake up sleepyhead!  silena: *wakes up* Dude!  cass: *cackles*  bruce: *sits up from where they were sleeping behind silena* What the fuck, cass?  cass: *jaw drops* Wait WHAT-

silena: So, kate is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night.  babs: Why?  silena: Because I've caught them trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row.  kate, arms crossed and pouting: You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass.

kate: Never gonna make you cry!  dick: Never gonna say goodbye!  kate: Never gonna tell a lie—  damien: I will hurt you.

steph, driving and singing to the Little Einsteins theme song: We’re going on a trip-  harper: In our favorite piece of shit!  babs: Doing 95!  tim: We’re gonna fucking die!

harper: I have an idea.  kate: A good idea?  harper: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

harper: babs, how do you feel about lifting heavy things?  babs: My doctor just said I should avoid—  harper: Being a wuss? I agree.

jason: Where is everyone?  damien: silena had a nervous collapse, alfred is looking after them, kate is trying to kill steph, so I’m in charge.  jason: Oh my god!  damien: I know, right?

babs: If you ever feel stupid or weak or powerless, just remember that I am not. I am out there, very dangerous, and I am looking for you. Good luck.

bruce: babs won’t wake up, what do I do?  steph: Did you try kicking them?  bruce: Yes.  steph: I’m out of ideas.

bruce: I feel like everyone on this island is suspicious, babs. Except you!  babs: But bruce, I think you're suspicious!  bruce: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

*when the Squad drops food*  alfred: Eh, oh well.  cass: FIVE-SECOND RULE!  harper: FUCK!  kate: *just gets more food*  tim: *drops to their knees and mourns the food*  jason: *eats the food off the ground*

tim: dick, please calm down.  dick: I asked for two large fries!  dick: *dumps fries onto table*  dick: But all they did was give me a MILLION FUCKING LITTLE ONES!

tim: I'm not superstitious... But I am a little stitious.

harper: Thanks for not telling bruce what happened.  dick, dumbfounded: I wouldn’t even know where to begin trying to explain this.

cass: How do I make a date really romantic?  silena: Be mysterious.  cass: Okay!  *later, while on a date with steph*  steph: So where are we going?  cass: None of your fucking business.

[gildedtragedies]

1, 12, 17, 18, 19, 21? hope you feel better soon!!!

one: compliment your writing!

i am so good at writing funny dialogue. i'm a little biased because i am always my own intended audience but occasionally i write a scene that makes me cackle

twelve: what fandom do you want to write for more often?

criminal minds for sure, the one cm oneshot i ever posted got WAY more engagement than i expected and then i just casually never wrote anything for it again which is a shame because i've rewatched that show so many times.

seventeen: what trope is your favorite to write?

hurt/comfort ALLLLLLL THE WAY. my second fave is angst though i just love making blorbos really sad

eighteen: what trope have you not written yet, but want to?

hmmmm this one is tough. hmmmm. oh! i have never written a fix-it fic and i would actually love to. not in the sense of "i think the author did it wrong and i can do it better" AT ALL but more like "self-indulgent everything is beautiful and everyone i care about lives" au if you know what i mean

i would also like to try my hand at writing smut/a sex scene that doesn't fade to black immediately but every time i have ever tried i get embarrassed within two sentences, delete it, and never speak of it again LMAO. might be something to do with me being gray-ace but i'm not sex-repulsed in the slightest so idk *shrug*

nineteen: what headcanon do you always include in your stories?

cato and clove had something going on. i don't FULLY subscribe to the idea that it was for sure a romance (though i absolutely love a bit of self-indulgent clato fic and have written them romantically before), but i believe it went Further Than Friendship and could've been a qpp situation? my personal favorite reading of them is that clove is an ace lesbian and cato is a gay man and it's kinda like a lavender marriage but also not.

i also do not subscribe to the idea that 95% of the chars in thg were white and i make that abundantly clear in anything i write with the canon characters.

i haven't written anything for tbosas yet except the blurb where sejanus had a gun but persephone price knew she was eating human meat

twenty-one: what do you do when you get writer's block?

i get really melodramatic in my best friend's discord dms:

and then i keep writing anyways and eventually realize that i was just having a rough patch. or i pop a 25mg edible and the renaissance begins:

[aayo-whatt]

I posted 1,615 times in 2022

That's 1,615 more posts than 2021!

76 posts created (5%)

1,539 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@gay-destiel

@aliens-took-my-iwa-chan

@spn-lesbian

@lord-kaira

@cocklesofmyheart

I tagged 617 of my posts in 2022

#spn - 71 posts

#supernatural - 60 posts

#castiel - 49 posts

#dean winchester - 48 posts

#destiel - 47 posts

#dean spn - 43 posts

#my question has been questioned - 38 posts

#castiel spn - 37 posts

#destiel spn - 34 posts

#spn incorrect quotes - 31 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#you're actually too powerful interesting and vocaloid to be dated by anyone. you're eternal and godly and no one can own you. you're a star

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Pirates Of The Caribbean - Will Turner x Reader (platonic)

Request: (from @gay-destiel ) ooh could you do a potc sibling!reader x will? mb the reader could have injured themselves doing something stupid and will is patching them up or something? dunno.. gn!reader used a/n: sorry this took so long, and it's still really short 😭😭 was this what you had in mind? it's how I took your idea, I hope you like it~

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"Again? Really?" Will sighs, as he cleans the scratch on your face.

You give a lopsided grin, "Well, what can I say? I know how much you love when you get to patch me up."

He sticks a bandage to your face, "What did you do this time?"

"Someone didn't think I could jump from the tallest mast of The Black Pearl and not be injured."

"Someone?"

You stay silent, "Me. It was me. I had to prove a point to myself."

Will chuckles, "Your an idiot."

"Ya know ya love it." You stretch as you stand up, and before walking off you turn to your brother and say, "I've got a few more points to prove to myself."

"Y/n-"

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12 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

#4

just harassed my friend into watching supernatural, feeling good

18 notes - Posted October 29, 2022

#3

~got bored so i put the winchester gays and their angel "buddies" in an incorrect quotes generator~

PART TWO BESTIES

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Adam, ordering coffee: I’d like a light roast. Dean: You're kinda ugly.

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Cas: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter a. Michael: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory. Gabe: Fuck you.

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Sam: Oh my Gabe. Dean: Don't you mean 'oh my god'? Sam: You worship your god, I'll worship mine.

HELLO- IM DYING RN-

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Michael: Swear words are illegal now. If you say one you'll be fined. Dean: Heck. Michael: You're on thin fucking ice. Michael: Oh no-

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Michael: If I had a face like yours, I'd put it on a wall and throw a brick at it. Gabe: If I had a face like YOURS, I'd put it on a brick and throw a wall at it.

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Michael: What's my sexuality?! I don't fucking know! I'm not straight, and that's all that matters. Well, maybe that's unfair to the straights. Some of my best friends are straight! Well, one of them. Well, I know them, and Dean is perfectly tolerable person in small doses!

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Cas: Dean, you're an asshole, man. Dean: You are what you eat Cas.

CACKLING SOBBING ON THE FLOOR DYING OH MY CHUCK-

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Michael: A mouse! Dean, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you. Gabe, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal! Adam, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy. Cas, gasping: It's Ratatouille! Sam: His name is Remi, dummy. Michael: I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window... what is wrong with you people.

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Michael: *standing at the top of the stairs* What are y'all doing at the bottom of the staircase? Cas: I accidentally fell down. Gabe: DEAN PUSHED ME down the stairs because I refuse to pay THEIR part of our rent! Sam: Cas bet me fifty bucks that I couldn't reach the bottom of the stairs faster than they did falling down it, so I slide down the banister to get my money. Adam: I don't know how I got here. One moment, I was sleeping in my bed, three floors up, and then suddenly I was waking up here, just in time to get crushed by Sam.

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Michael: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon? Cas: We're chopsticks! Michael: Well... that's cute! Michael: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly? Dean: No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing.

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Dean: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’ Sam: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

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*Dean dies in a game with ships* Cas: This ship is no longer a ship of love, it's a ship of vengeance, a gavel of justice against all that is wrong in the world, showing no mercy, as no mercy was shown to us. Cas: The spark of love will now fuel the fires of destructive glory as I wage my war across the world with righteous fury. Gabe: Legend has it that Dean still haunts the ship, stealing my fucking drinks. Dean: Of course I do.

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Adam with a gun to Sam's head: What happens if I pull this trigger? Heaven? Sam: Bold of you to assume I'll go to Heaven.

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56 notes - Posted November 30, 2022

#2

got bored so i put the winchester gays and their angel "buddies" in an incorrect quotes generator here are the highlights-

why is there so much of gabe- ALSO THE GENERATOR SHIPS SABRIEL-

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*out grocery shopping* Castiel: *takes a free sample twice* Castiel: Robbery and Fraud. I am a Rebel.

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Gabriel: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you. Gabriel: Ask me to kill for you. Sam: ...First of all, calm down-

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Michael: The odds of this happening by coincidence are vanishingly small. Castiel: I would say infinitesimally. Gabriel: And I'd say teenily-weenily. We all know words.

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Sam: You know, Gabriel, when you generalize, you tell general... lies. Gabriel: ... Gabriel: Are you trying to teach me moral lessons through puns.

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Gabriel: I am not a lunatic. I have the psychiatric report to prove it. A slender majority of the panel decided in my favour.

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Gabriel: Wait you like me? For my personality? Sam: I know, I was surprised too.

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Sam: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon? Dean: I'm a knife. Castiel, from across the room: He's the little spoon.

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Gabriel: There are some things beyond our understanding. We must accept them and learn from them. Because these moments of crisis are also potential moments of faith. A time, when we either come together or fall apart. Nature always has a way of balancing itself. The only question is, what part will we play? Sam: Did you just make that up? Gabriel: No. I read it in a fortune cookie once. Sam: Gabriel: A really long fortune cookie.

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Adam: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life. Castiel: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind? Adam: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die. Gabriel: Edible.

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Adam: Go big or go home! Michael: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home. Adam: I'm going big!

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Sam: That's not funny. Gabriel: I thought it was funny. Sam: You don't count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.

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there will almost definitely be a part two-

PART 2

@gay-destiel ?

69 notes - Posted November 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Stranger Things -- Robin x reader

non-binary!reader used a/n: idrk what i did with this but yeah, its really short also this was my first time writing something like this, so i hope you like it! ^^

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Robin sighed, walking into your room. She flopped over to the bed where you were lying, and sat down on your legs.

"Rough day?" you ask.

"Mmf," Robin smooshes her face into the crook of your neck.

You wrap your arms around Robin's waist, pulling her closer to you, "I'll take that as a yes, then."

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requested by @alonezz on a blog by lyralit, not sure if this is what you wanted but I tried.

72 notes - Posted August 9, 2022

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I posted 1,499 times in 2022

That's 799 more posts than 2021!

77 posts created (5%)

1,422 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@brawltogethernow

@pocketramblr

@they-bite

@annabelle--cane

@modmad

I tagged 1,221 of my posts in 2022

Only 19% of my posts had no tags

#svsss - 83 posts

#danny phantom - 40 posts

#dcu - 38 posts

#orv - 36 posts

#batman - 34 posts

#scum villain self saving system - 33 posts

#dp - 32 posts

#mdzs - 29 posts

#shen qingqiu - 25 posts

#tgcf - 23 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#i know a person who thought ''e'' was for ''everyone'' and was very confused and disturbed when they kept getting smut instead of gen fics

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Modern Roommates au for the MXTX white & red groups

Xie Lian, Shen Qingqiu, and Lan Wangji all live next door to Wei Wuxian, Hua Cheng, and Luo Binghe.

On the Heaven Line (I've seen that one used once so I'm going with it) side:

LWJ moved in specifically because he heard WWX was moving in.

SQQ (actually SY) moved in while trying to escape Cang Qiong academy after a 4-year long-con came to a head.

XL moved in because the rent was super cheap.

On the Demon Line side:

WWX also moved in because the rent was super cheap.

LBH moved in specifically because SQQ moved in.

Hua Cheng owns the building but doesn't want XL to know that yet.

296 notes - Posted October 28, 2022

#4

Anybody else think it was a fucking waste that Dub!Haruhi doesn't actually call everyone "dude" and "bro". Like, I get that was a translation thing, but I would pay to see Haruhi call the other hosts that like:

"Tamaki-senpai. Dude. You need to chill."

"Oh, honey-senpai! What's up bro?"

Like picture Haruhi saying this completely unironically and just try and tell me you wouldn't be cackling.

318 notes - Posted April 22, 2022

#3

Imagine if you transmigrated and had to fake being a competent adult for years before finally finding someone else who also transmigrated from the same time as you... only they liked all of the memes that you found super annoying and you're now wondering whether you should kill them anyway.

That's cumplane.

443 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

#2

the REAL reason why everything worked out in the end of SVSSS is because, despite the system's and literally everyone else's best efforts, Shen Yuan made the whole thing a comedy through pure, sarcastic force of will and everyone knows that the difference between a Shakespearean comedy and a Shakespearean tragedy is that one ends with a wedding and the other ends with a funeral.

498 notes - Posted March 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I love Scum Villain. No one has any idea how the fuck Qi-deviations work, and no one really cares.

People get de-aged and amnesia and fucking animal ears and MQF is just walking in 10 minutes late with xanxia fantasy starbucks like:

"oh. yeah. that's definitely a Qi-deviation. they'll be fine in a couple days. or they might die! who knows."

and no one can even blame him because he's the only reason all of the dumbasses on Bai Zhan peak haven't keeled over from doing something stupid.

In nearly every other series by mxtx Qi-deviations are like barely a thing that comes up, and are generally fairly reasonable things like "oh he had a qi-deviation so he tried to kill everyone and then died horribly" but not fucking SVSSS!

816 notes - Posted July 10, 2022

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[fergitmenaught]

i cackle when i remember that something like 95% of this hellsite is people who've been around for 3+ years which means an alarmingly small 5-some% are new users, and i can tell you even that statistic is fucked because i started using tumblr in 2012, left, then came back and made a new blog. i'm technically part of that 5%, and how many other "new users" do u think are fellow returnees after fleeing from the porn ban or some other inane waste of time bullshit staff pulled back in the day.

[chanfictions]

Count - Bonus Extended Aftercare Scene

Hidan x Reader, Kakuzu x Reader

This one isn't raunchy, but still calling it 18+ content! Minors, DNI.

Part 1 - Bonus Scene - Part 2 - Special Episode: Red - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Special Episode: Nightmares - Part 6 - Part 7 - Special Episode: Sick Day - Part 8 - Special Episode: Nightmares Pt. 2

95% fluff - Reader needs some time to come down from orbit after the insanity in Part 1. Bubble baths, teasing, fluff fluff fluff, etc. I needed something light after writing the first part.

3.5k

"That's one."

"Wha?" You breathed in disbelief, thinking your brain had just misfired.

With a throaty chuckle, Kakuzu rubbed a hand on your back, still settling you back down from the intense high you had been riding for the last few hours. "Although, I have to tack one more on, considering you never bothered to ask what exactly it was that you owed."

"Trick question," you mumbled into his shoulder.

"You have no way of knowing that now," he smirked.

"Can't collect f'm dead," you slurred, eyes closed. "Pretty sure 'm dead."

"Nah, you're fine. Just totally fucked out of your head," Hidan snickered.

"Nope, dead," you breathed, tucking your arms in between you and Kakuzu now that you were starting to cool down. "Because Kakuzu’s cuddling me. Kakuzu doesn't cuddle."

Kakuzu snorted, rumbling with a laugh that traveled through your body. "I could give you back to Hidan if you want to insist that I am incapable, but he's just going to fuck you again."

You pressed yourself against his chest. "Nuh uh. Cuddly Kakuzu accepted. Pussy offline. Try again later."

Hidan cackled. "I like her like this."

Grumbling, you turned your head against the chest you were cuddling. "Fuck… need a shower."

"You want a shower when you can't even stand?" Kakuzu quipped.

"I can totally stand," you mumbled with your eyes still closed.

"You're going to be in for a rude awakening as soon as water hits your skin," Hidan mused, admiring the view of the dark welts and bites littering your body. "That or we're going to be listening to you orgasm in the shower for a week. I don't think you have any idea how purple you are."

"I do," you breathed happily.

"How long does that shit take to heal with that weird blood trait of yours, anyway?" Hidan inquired, resting his chin on his hand.

"Day or two," you mumbled.

Kakuzu gave your ear a flick. "Did you forget about all of the blood you gave Deidara after his last little batch of clay blew up in his face? You're down at least a quart. That slows your recovery time."

"Fuck," you grimaced, having forgotten that.

"How the hell do you know about all of that, Kakuzu?" Hidan raised a brow.

"B'cause he's a billiondy and probably knows my great-grandpar--ow!" You were interrupted by another flick to the ear.

"Watch it, runt, or you're going to be my personal plaything for a month," Kakuzu warned.

"Oh no," you giggled tiredly, feigning despair.

"You really are a glutton for punishment, aren't you?" Hidan mused with another laugh.

"Guilty," you said on a heavy exhale, sinking contently into the wall of warmth that was Kakuzu.

"Be careful what you wish for, girl," Kakuzu rumbled again.

Another little stifled laugh rattled in your throat. Being Kakuzu's plaything for a month would probably result in death by orgasm.  "Can I wish to teleport into a shower? I'm covered in… everyone's everything," you giggled again, finding it amusing with your totally zonked out brain, forgetting all of your rage in the kitchen a few hours ago.

Hidan smirked and stood up, peeling your sticky body off of Kakuzu's. "Kakuzu's got a sweet bathtub."

"Wait, not sure if want," you pawed weakly for Kakuzu before dropping your head against Hidan. "If you're coming with me, I'm fucked again," you snorted with drunk laughter.

Hidan threw his head back and cackled while he carried you toward the bathroom. "Yeah, probably."

"Kakuzuuu-" You whined pitifully.

"Hidan," a gruff warning rang from across the room.

"Fine, fine. She can have a break," he snickered before closing the door.

You groaned, sounding completely exhausted when he set you down on a closed toilet to get the water running. "I can do this myself y'know. I don't need supervision."

As the water began filling the impressively large tub, Hidan dumped in some bubbles for good measure, snickering to himself that Kakuzu had bubble bath materials sitting out in the open. "You're going to fall on your face if you try to stand up. Your legs are still shaking."

You looked down. He was right. All of you, in fact, was still shaking.

"I beat the hell out of you on top of everything else. Your body is toast right now, and so is your brain. Quit trying to be so damn self-sufficient and accept that the medic needs a bubble bath." Hidan ditched the rest of his clothes as the tub neared full, twisting off the taps once it was. "Come on, fuck piñata," he snickered while scooping you up again.

You groaned. "Please tell me that isn't your new favorite nickname for me."

"I like it better than Nurse Ratchet or blood bank," he grinned as he settled into the water with you in front of him.

"Ahhh, fuck that's hot!" You squeaked, trying to climb back up Hidan's torso to get out.

"It isn't. You're just missing some skin, babe. Relax." Hidan was being surprisingly gentle about this. He settled his arms around you in the water, getting you comfortable despite the welts. Your head fell back against his shoulder, eyes clenched while gritting your teeth. Every inch of you burned. As the post-frenzy endorphins wore off, the ache was setting in. "I told you the water was going to suck," he mused while petting your hair back.

"You just came in here to see more pain face, didn't you," you accused, opening one eye to look up at him.

"Maybe," he grinned cheekily. "You don't really have a pain face when I'm hitting you, though. It's this glorious psychotic laughter combined with an o-face. I fucking love it."

You grimaced, shifting in the water. "Glad you were entertained."

Hidan snagged a washcloth with a long arm and brought it into the water, slowly running it over your skin to dislodge the dried layers of 'everyone's everything', as you so delicately stated, not trying to hide the fact that he was enjoying the pained sounds rattling through your shaky body. "You have to breathe," he said in your ear, running what felt like sandpaper over your legs.

"Fucking hell," you groaned.

"Not gonna cum again, are ya?" He teased.

"No, just feels like sandpaper. And lava. And angry kittens," you griped through grit teeth.

"I can use my hand instead," he added mischievously.

Another pained sound tumbled from your lips. "That might be better," you hissed.

Hidan happily obliged, going over the rest of you with his palm instead. It still stung like hell, but it was way better than the cloth. You sank back into him and the biting water after his little bit of washing torture was through.

"Why does Kakuzu have such an amazing bathtub," you bubbled with your mouth just above the water. Hidan shifted you back up a bit before you drowned yourself in suds.

"He's a stingy bastard, but the man likes nice things," Hidan snickered.

You enjoyed a light laugh at that before having another tired revelation. "Fuck… we destroyed my clothes. I have to go get clothes," you groaned at the ceiling.

"You aren't doing anything, cupcake," Hidan snorted. "I'll grab something from your room after this. You don't get to sleep by yourself after what we just did to you, either. You're staying with one of us tonight. I'm warning you now because Kakuzu's going to tell you that as soon as you mention bed."

"Fuck's sake, I'm fine," you grumbled.

"You're going to have one hell of a drop if you don't," Hidan chided. "Kakuzu has rules about fucking crazies like you for a good reason. Accept the cuddling."

"You're being awfully nice to me right now. I'm suspicious," you mumbled tiredly.

"How the hell was I supposed to know you had a tolerable personality under all of the stomping and whiskey guzzling?" Hidan teased. "You've been so pissy about being stuck here that you never bothered to interact with any of us outside of your job."

"I'm having a talk therapy session with Hidan in Kakuzu's bathtub. These have to be the chemical misfires of a dying brain," you eyed the ceiling as you sighed. "You two fucked me to death. That's the only way this makes sense."

"Quit being so dramatic," Hidan laughed.

"Not a bad way to go, though," you giggled hoarsely.

Hidan chuckled, idly running his palm up and down one of your arms, occasionally crossing onto your chest. He could still feel your entire body vibrating. "So are you going to tell me what the deal was with you kicking me in the face while you were hanging up?"

"Thought you liked a good struggle," you mumbled, hoping he would drop it.

"That wasn't the same. I get that it's a hard no. I just wanna know why," he shrugged.

You blew a heavy sigh before finally making your admission. "Mouths freak me out."

"Mouths." Hidan repeated, dumbfounded.

You shuddered. "I'm not big on the whole kissing thing either, which I'm sure you noticed. Biting anywhere else is fine and dandy. It's just… tongues… ugh," you shuddered again. "Can't do it. Weird texture. Nope."

Hidan suddenly burst out laughing. "Is that why you freak out and get so pissy every time Deidara blows his arms off? Is it those creepy fucking mouth hands?"

You made a gagging noise and a shiver raced up your spine. "Can we not talk about Deidara's mouth hands?"

Hidan let out a giddy, devious giggle and nuzzled your neck. "What are you gonna do if I lick your face?"

"Scream bloody murder for Kakuzu and hope he flushes your balls down the toilet?" You squeaked while arching your head away from him.

"Moooouth haaaands," he whispered mischievously while making little wavy motions with his palms while holding your arms.

"Hida--" You yelped desperately, only to be silenced by a palm over your mouth.

Laughing hysterically, he pressed a tongue-free kiss to your cheek. "Don't go crying for daddy the second I bully you, or he'll never let us steal this tub again," he teased. "By the way, you should call him that if you're feeling really bratty and want the soul fucked out of your body," he snickered.

"Hmmmffff--and how would you know that?" You teased back after prying his hand off of your mouth. You then paused to think about the fact that Hidan said again.

"You're not the first feisty little brat we've tag teamed," he replied smugly. "But you hold the current record for being the most fun. Masochists are so hard to come by, especially ones who can take a beating and  a dicking like that. I always get stuck with the girls that only want a light spanking, but fuck is that unsatisfying. I wanna smack you so hard my palm hurts."

You giggled. "If it isn't enough to make me swing, it wasn't hard enough."

Hidan laughed heartily and pinched your cheek. "See, that's why I've decided we're keeping you."

"Scuze me, what?" You did not have the brain power for this right now.

"Besides, you have a debt to pay, little lady," he snickered. "And Kakuzu believes in compound interest. Not to mention the fact that I think he likes you. He never takes cuddle duty and always drops the criers on me to deal with. He says he doesn't tolerate brats, but he's so full of shit. He fuckin' loves putting a brat in their place."

"I'm not usually a brat, per se. I was just in a mood in the kitchen earlier."

"Bullshit," Hidan snorted. "You love pushing buttons."

You groaned with a defeated laugh. "My brain is too cooked for this right now." You settled back against the body behind you, trying to ignore the harsh sting that shot through you every time you moved. Pain was delicious, but even you had some limits as to how long you enjoyed it. The aftermath was always a little tricky, especially when you were down a quart. Recovery would be slower, as Kakuzu pointed out. Fuck, you just wanted a nap. Your eyes fluttered closed with a sigh.

You must have nodded off for a moment because the next thing you knew, Hidan was tapping your cheek.

"Hey, no sleeping in the tub."

You grumbled pathetically and grabbed for the side with a shaky hand. "Fine, lemme get out."

Hidan popped the drain with his foot and slid you around to stand you up.

Oh, that was a mistake. Soaking in hot water for that long after all of your earlier shenanigans and then standing up suddenly tanked your blood pressure. Your head tipped back and ears started ringing over the sound of Hidan's laughter.

"Little miss "I don't need aaaany help" is about to hit the deck," he snickered while just lifting you over the lip and setting your feet on a rug. With the rustle of fabric, he snatched a towel and wrapped it painfully tightly around your torso, eliciting a groan from you.

"Dick," you croaked, not much liking the feeling of that fabric on raw skin.

"Mmm, maybe later," he hummed in your ear.

Your head fell back against his shoulder. Standing was too much effort. "Just leave me here. I'll sleep on the rug," you groaned.

Hidan parked you on the closed toilet again while throwing his own clothes back on and drying off, chuckling as you folded over your legs and closed your eyes again. Sleep was singing a siren song for you. It was so hard to resist. "You think Kakuzu's going to let you sleep on the floor in his bathroom? You really are a nutcase."

"Tired. Don't care," you breathed a muffled reply into your knees. You thought for a moment that Hidan was actually going to leave you alone there, as you didn't hear his snark for several minutes. Somehow you missed the opening and closing of the door, as a flick to your ear jarred you out of near sleep. You just made another muffled groan but didn't pick up your head.

"Come on, princess. You wanted clothes," Hidan quipped, sitting you up by the shoulder and pulling a shirt over your head.

Grumbles rattled in your chest as you stuck shaky arms through the sleeves. "You did not go rifling through my dresser."

"Of course I did. Gotta say, I like what you keep in that panty drawer," Hidan cackled, twirling a pair around his finger like he was going to fling them at you.

"Gimme those," you growled, making a weak attempt at snatching them.

"Mmm, I don't know if I should let you after what a little shit you were on the rope," he grinned.

"Please, Hidan?" you sighed defeatedly.

"Fuck, I love hearing you say that," he growled in a wicked tone, leaning down and letting you have them.

Grumbling to yourself, you wrestled them onto yourself with a few pained grunts. Your ass was bruised as hell. Despite the fabric being very soft, putting anything on felt miserable. Shorts followed, leaving you sitting there with your shaky legs as you tried to decide how much of a mistake it would be to get up and try to go back to your room.

"Alright, let's go, piñata," Hidan snickered while hauling you up to your feet.

You didn't have the brainpower for a cheeky retort and just leaned on him. "I hate you sometimes."

"Keep telling yourself that, babe," he cackled while ruffling your hair and walking you back out into the room.

You just huffed as you shuffled along next to him. When you looked up, you saw that Kakuzu had cleaned everything else up while you were soaking in the tub. Somehow, it felt like you were going to pay for that.

"Here ya go, partner," Hidan declared while parking you back on the couch again. You had neither the energy nor the willpower to argue.

Kakuzu looked up from where he stood, coiling up the rope that had been left on the floor.

"Can I go now?" You grumbled while folding over your legs again, your knees muffling your voice. "I'm not going to spontaneously combust if I sleep in my own bed."

"You're sleeping here," Kakuzu gruffed without turning around, finishing up the coil of the rope and putting it away again.

"Told you so," Hidan snickered while mussing up your hair again, eliciting another harumph from you.

Kakuzu walked over to where you folded yourself in half and sat you upright by the shoulder, but your head remained tipped forward. "You don't want to share a bed with me. I'm a blanket hog and I snore," you mumbled. You carefully left out the part that you were a fitful sleeper. The embarrassment of having either of them finding out that you often woke up in a cold sweat from the nightmares you still had about your previous life motivated you to try to talk your way out of a night in either of their beds. Kakuzu tipped your head up to force eye contact.

"You think all of that is going to hog a bed?" Hidan snorted while gesturing vaguely at you.

"Don't underestimate the blanket stealing power of a woman," you retorted.

"Enough. I've been dealing with messes like you for longer than you have been alive, little girl. If you want there to be a next time, you're going to shut up and do as I say," Kakuzu growled in your face, silencing you immediately. "You're still shaking. My bed. Now."

"Now you've done it. Daddy's mad," Hidan teased with a devious grin. "Have fun, princess." With one last playful pinch of your cheek, Hidan left.

With another groaning complaint, you heaved yourself onto unsteady legs, nearly toppling right into Kakuzu in the process. You had to grip a handful of his shirt to avoid landing on your face.

"Tell me again how you think you're walking anywhere without my help," he gruffed.

"I'm not," you sighed defeatedly with the weight of his rant on your shoulders. The heat radiating off of him made you want to crawl into his clothes and sleep there, causing you to unconsciously lean in for more contact. Without the warmth from the bathwater, you were freezing.

With a satisfied grunt, he coiled one tree trunk of an arm around your body for a bit of support and brought you over to the absolute pile of heaven that was his bed. Hidan wasn't kidding when he said his partner liked nice things. It was like falling into a fluffy cloud. You almost wondered how he could be so grumpy all the time when he was sleeping on such a divine throne,  but you knew better than to ask. You must have let out a content little moan because Kakuzu was snickering at you.

"This is going to cost me, isn't it?" You groaned after a moment of sprawling out in his bed like a cat.

"We'll discuss payment when your trophies from tonight have healed," he said with a dark chuckle while climbing in after you. He collected the little heap of limbs that was you and pulled you over, covering the both of you with a blanket.

You sighed contently as a little shiver rolled up your spine. Despite the ache throbbing through your entire body that seemed to radiate from your injuries, you were desperately cold, and Kakuzu was a furnace. A quiet hum sat in your throat as you curled up with your back against his side and took custody of one of his arms, hugging it like a stuffed animal. "I'm warning you, I'm a terror to sleep with," you mumbled into his bicep. "I drool, too."

"You aren't talking your way out of this bed," Kakuzu snorted, shifting onto his side to drape his other arm over your body.

You closed your eyes and yawned, squeezing his arm. "And I kick. Sometimes I talk in my sleep."

"Next you're going to tell me that you breathe fire as well." 

"Haven't done that yet," you mumbled, nuzzling the warmth beneath your head. "Dunno any fire style."

Kakuzu chuckled.

You got lost in your thoughts for a few minutes as you laid there, curling your legs one behind the other. "Hey… Kakuzu?" You asked quietly.

"Yes?"

You chewed your lip for a moment before finally gathering the courage to speak again. "Can… you do that tapping thing you did on the couch again?"

"What, are you afraid of being in my bed after all of that?" He inquired incredulously.

You shrank. "No… it's just… nevermind."

"Face me."

Now embarrassed, you chewed your lip and released the arm you were hugging to roll over and laid your head against his chest, tucking your arms between your bodies. The weight readjusted around you and wrapped you tightly as the rhythmic tapping on your tensed upper back began.

"Count."

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HIHIHI OMG UR SO SWEET THANK YOU FOR REBLOGING MY POST SOBS/pos I WAS WONDERING!! DO YOU HAVE ANY SWEET LITTLE INSIDE JOB TICKLE HEADCANONS YOURSELF?? LITERALLY ANYTHING BC WE ARE ALL STARVED FOR CONTENT BAHAHA (ur girl rly loves brett but no pressure I’d just love to see him either get wrecked or wreck someone ❤️❤️) BAHABAHA BUT WHATEVER YOU DO OR IF YOU CAN DO ANYTHING IS PERFECT!! SENDING YOU GOOD VIBES AND AGAIN THANK YOUUU

INSIDE JOB TKL HEADCANONS

I binge watched basically the whole thing in one sitting, I am in love!!!

Ofc as soon as i watched it i rushed to google the classic “*insert fandom here* tickle fics”. Thanqu sm for the ask, i'm so glad i could find something /pos lol, i feel u with the content starve aahh

also very sorry for the length of this lmao

(Ok so i've come to the sudden realisation that someone who works on the show could like… technically see this, so if you have anything to do with inside job… kindly wipe ur memory of this <333)

As usual, first one here & then the rest under the cut!

Ok so I’ll start with the mc and leave best to last, bc i need to contain myself somewhat, having said that: here is the main cast!

Reagan:

Ok this amazing(ly stressed) woman is probably super sensitive due to not being used to physical contact

I feel like at one point Bearo definitely had/has a tickle setting

*queue more trauma for reagan*

Ok so I can't tell if this is better or worse than hugging, but I think there is a chance she may not attack someone that tries to tickle her, IF they are very close

Like Brett or someone like that

I think her sides are her worst spot, and if anyone attempts to tickle them she r u n s

Her neck is also ticklish, but she can tolerate it a bit more

I don't think she is massively ticklish, but as I said, she definitely has a few sensitive spots

If you take her by surprise, be prepared to eat fist. Sorry lol

Her laughter is probably slightly strained, that slowly turns into cackles, and eventually choking lol

Maybe giggling

Swears a lottt

She will get payback. She will be deadly.

Goes straight for the worst spot, which she figures out extremely quickly

She probably has a math to figuring out someone's worst spot without fail every time

If it comes to be a common occurrence, she will create a bot for it

Will mean tease you

THE BOT WILL TEASE YOU

Tickles ppl who piss her off lol

Gigi:

Ok so i have like, not much for Gigi Luigi??

But I do know she does NOT like being messed with

Like 95% ler ok

She tickles Dr Andre a lot

Ok she tickles everyone, just for fun

She most likely has sensitive feet

CACKLES

She has her nails done and kinda long, which are super scratchy and definitely good to wreck ppl with lol

Yeah thats about it sorry lol

Hopefully she’ll get more screen time and more abt her character next season tho

Glenn:

Fucking. Dolphin man

LETS GO

So like… hes a dolphin? But hes still ticklish? Can dolphins be ticklish?

My first thought are his armpits, and tummy, like they’ve gotta be super bad

I think maybe his tail as well? Or is that too odd? Lol

I’m sorry but the first thing that came to mind is that it like.. A fetish for him. Ok im sorry that was just a bad thought, not an actual headcanon lol

Dkgjgkjdgndkjndfj im so sorry lets not dwell on that

Rougher tickles work on him a lot more than softer ones do

Ok so i also think he has a ticklish back ok

He's not suuppperrr ticklish, but he’s still really ticklish

Once you really get him laughing, he starts making dolphin noises

He has sharp scratchy claws. Get fucked. Lmao

So yeah he can definitely be a deadly ler if he wants to be

He probably doesn’t get too caught up in any of the gangs tickly shenanigans

But sometimes he will partake in the occasional tickle fight

He will win

His teases are definitely very.. Army like

Like “is that all you got, soldier? Not gonna fight back?”

Stuff like that

Ok if we are ignoring what has been,, previously stated, I think he’s neutral about the subject/ being tickled

Magic Myc:

Ok I have noo idea how he works but he definitely likes fucking around with people

So yes he likes tickling people/ engages a lot of tickle fights

I mean… look at him. He’s perfect

6 arms to tickle with and hold people down with

Oh god y’all better watch out

Since he can read minds, if he knows/meets anyone in the tkl community, he will KNOW

And he will not be afraid to let you know/ embarrass the shit out of you

Lmao have fun

Knowing him, he would probably assume its a sex thing

But either way he wouldn't rlly care

He definitely enjoys tickling ppl so yk

Mega tease

Is he ticklish? Maybe

His tummy thing is definitely ticklish

His tentacle… dicks are all a little ticklish

His laughter is very chaotic and silly

Definitely the giggler

Also makes high pitched, guttural cackles

Basically all the laughter lol

I think he likes it a little, depends on who it is tbh

He’s basically just a silly guy thing. He’s a little shit who likes to annoy ppl and have fun so he’s always up to tickling. Lee or ler.

Dr Andre:

OK so this guy. Likes to have fun

Very much ler energy, but also massive lee oh god oh fuck

His giggles throughout the series <333333

Definitely has tickle monster energy

He enjoys having tickle fights and playing a lot when he’s high, but being tickled gives him a small high lol

Snorts a lot

He’s super teasy but he’s not very good at it??

When he tickles someone he’s all over the place, he never stays in one spot for more than a second

This is very effective

Him and Myc would team up a LOT

And they make an amazing team lol

Andre is like one huge tickle spot ngl

Death by raspberry.

His ribs and armpits are definitely his worst spots

Also his feet will make him scream

He probably screeches a lot

He likes back tickles tho

Definitely likes being held down while tickled

I'm trying not to get too sexual here but… yk its Dr. Andre

He has definitely met a few ppl who are into it that way. He has done many things.

I’ll keep it at that I think lol

Brett:

My boy. My baby boy.

Touch starved and craving familial love

So he definitely likes tickling

Major lee.

Sdjfhsghsakjflsfjowbgwjingwgjwr <33333333333

Like idk if there would be tickling scenes in the growing years but like, he is definitely aware that kids get tickled by their older siblings/ parents, and would be jealous of those who experienced it as a child

Also just craving any touch he can get

If you wiggle your fingers at his tummy but don’t actually touch him. So many giggles.

HE IS SO CUTE

He has little snorts. His laughter is raspy and high pitched and especially whiny. Literally angels laughter

Hiccupy giggles

Enjoyer of tickly neck kisses.

His tummy is super duper ticklish

Even the lightest tickles will get him laughing like crazy

Especially if you kiss his tummy. Like he will go insane with laughter, also bc he feels so loved and he never wants it to stop.

Definitely cries. Like no overwhelmed but it’s just his reaction

Ok get ready for this one its revolutionary:

SUPER TICKLISH INNER THIGHS/ HIPS

Like that whole area just makes him scream, especially if you dig in

Okay but his thighs are super thicc

His armpits r super bad as well

Raspberries kill this man. Absolutely destroy him.

If you tease him, call him cute, stuff like that, he’ll go bright red and giggle even more. He also genuinely takes the compliments to heart and will be thinking about it months later

Loves cuddles <3

Ok ler time lol

He’s surprisingly super gentle and loving

HE WILL STILL WRECK YOU THO DON’T BE FOOLED

He’s super sweet and compliments ur smile

Definitely gives cheer up tickles

Literally “where’s that smile??!?!?”

Gives deadly raspberries

Likes tickle fights

He just likes making people happy

Tickling is definitely like another love language for him

He just. Likes tickling.

Laughs along with you

Definite tickle monster

He likes playing games and loves cute reactions

Ok just imagine his laugh some more. Ok good.

He cannot stay still tho lol

The gang love tickling him sm, especially when Myc drops that Brett likes it and missed out on those experiences as a kid

Omg myc stfu but also brett secretly thanking him bc now he gets tickles lol

Okkk that’s all I’ve got for now. Feel free to send more asks tho :))

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#but i mean also in general i have a similar take re the theory that the french revolution. was planned from the start from evil masosn

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#5

Just found out that @tiny-librarian has a notantoinette tag where she talks about paintings that are consistently, and incorrectly, cited as depicting Antoinette

And I am cackling because it dovetails so perfectly with my “the French Revolution never happened” theory

Of course those paintings aren’t of Marie Antoinette, Tiny

Marie Antoinette is just a myth, like France and Revolutions

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#4

Oh, a novel about the assassination oh —- wait

Erotica?

Erotica?!

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"They had met by chance. It seemed like an act of God at the time, but now Charlotte cursed the bad luck that had brought them together. It was only a day or two after she had arrived in Paris. She had been busily trying to sort her accommodations and life in the city out, bustling through the Parisian streets when she heard him. He was giving a speech, and she turned to see who was speaking so eloquently. She was struck immediately by his ugliness. His skin was marked by some terrible disease. The voracity with which he spoke brought violence to his face, and accentuated his unshapely figures.

And yet… Charlotte was transfixed. He spoke beautifully, passionately, and unreservedly. His words were like poetry. The emotion with which he spat them out brought tears to Charlotte’s eyes. Everything he said seemed to reverberate into her very soul."

An erotic tale from the tumultuous French Revolution.”

Okay

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#3

Who - who picked this book cover?

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#2

And every girl's crazy for a sharp-eyed man

I'm playing Banner of the Maid and look at this buff Robespierre

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#1

Me, every time I watch an historical drama: where’s robespierre’s airpods? What the hell is going on I can’t follow this

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[wild-karrde]

Ok I apologize for the vague-ness again but I’m DYING to know more about chuckles and arni. Any random headcanons you have?? + what’s each of their favorite planet they’ve been to? -D

Alright, I DOOOOO have some headcanons about Chuckles and Arni!!! LET'S DO THIS!! (I have a few others...but I'm saving those for later...)

Chuckles:

Has a scar on one corner of his mouth (like Heath Ledger's joker, but not as far up his cheek and not as severe) that leaves him looking like he's constantly smirking

Definitely makes the "wanna know how I got this scar?" jokes all the time, but it's always something incredibly stupid (i.e., mixed my razor up with a lightsaber when I was shaving, made out with a Klatooinian and things got too heated, licked an envelope incorrectly and gave myself a nasty papercut, etc.)

Got his name because he laughs when he thinks something's funny, but also when he's under duress (so if shit's getting dicey, he's cackling on the comms)

Bleached the tips of his mohawk for a while and let's a different person pick the color he dyes them each time

Pilots a Z-95 Headhunter and loves that ship so much, he got the PCB traces layout of the flight computer tattooed on the right side of his back.

Served under General Rancisis (as referenced in the ficlet) - Armor is painted magenta and grey. He painted stripes diagonally across his shoulder bells that form sort of a diamond shape and has stars painted on his helmet for each brother that's fallen in combat with him.

Favorite planet: Bespin - he's flown there several times, and he never gets tired of dipping into the clouds and seeing the sunsets from the air

Arni:

Padawan of Master Yaddle and takes everything to heart ("Always be prepared" = excessive numbers of pouches with everything meticulously labeled)

Arni is the equivalent of the student that carries all of their textbooks/school supplies with them instead of going to their locker in between classes because they are so nervous about forgetting something

Arni is a blue Twi'lek and was so excited when they met Aayla

Loves coming up with new cool things, whether it's an invention or just a new way of doing things

Always tries to take notes of what snacks get eaten the fastest and tries to make sure to carry plenty of those for their clone troopers

Massive nuna-ball fan and can spout stats off the top of their head

Loves to read and can be found in the archives often, curled up with a datapad and their snack pouch

Favorite Planet: Felucia - they find all of the different plant species fascinating and hoped to study them more in depth and catalogue them after the war concluded

Send me an ask about my OCs! :)

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WoT episode 8 non-spoiler notes

So I did get to finally watch this and I have to say, I had a few small quibbles but 95% excellent episode! There will be a lot of gushing and vague references like *I loved this in the book* and *there exists a significant scene do we get it?* type stuff, but no spoilers for future stuff in the show! Tons of notes incoming, again things in () at the end are clarifications written as I type this up.

- 3000 years ago? *vibrates in anticipation*

- Okay not *spoiler scene* yet but we'll make our way there, yes?

- Latra you're so right it's kinda on the nose

- I love that they have the baby here to remind us of LTT being sympathetic

- Also Lews Therin actor A+ acting excellent choice, he seemed natural this entire scene and drew the eye. I can't wait to see more of him, please Rafe???

- Age of legends looks awesome!

- Which language is this btw? It sounds familiar so I'd guess a language I don't actually speak but hear often enough, so I'd guess like arabic or farsi or something. But if someone knows please tell me!

- Last time to see this op *cries*

- 'Young men in way over their heads' made me cackle

- 'So do I'??? Romantic or platonic??? Perrin???

- You're both such lovely sweethearts is what you are

- Moiraine&Rand relationship is a delight in the books I'm happy they have some 1-on-1 time

- Aww I'm happy Lan/Nynaeve speech made it partially in. In full would have been better but there's changes here which would have made it fit less well so I understand why it's modified.

- Still a dream. I love the dreams in the books btw

- Ooh suit <3

- He's always a fool but he's our sweet fool

- Sa'angreal as a source of extra power, I'm good with that, probably works better going forward

- Ooh Josha is going to be fabulous I had to stop and just stare at his expression here

- more like 'hoped' (about Moiraine thinking Egg was the dragon)

- Listening to the wind, good, don't forget her roots!

- Nothing??

- Great way to foreshadow the attack btw

- Madness, oh my poor darling shepherd. 'Do you think I care about what happens to me after this?' Ow.

- There's Loial, I didn't notice he was barely in episode 7 until it was pointed out to me but good that he's here!

- Yes more Min! Her visions were also a highlight of the books for me. I'm soft for seers.

- darkfriends everywhere <3

- Flashbacks please?

- Rand needs a hug sadly Moiraine is not a hug-dealing person

- You won't get her to stay away (Rand telling M to stay)

- Lan how's home? The old place has really been let go, huh? (I'm mean to my faves, I know.)

- Practical (about men hold the gap, women the city), though do take the channeling women with you, yea? One of them is worth anything between ten and thousand men, depending on their strength. At least the strong ones? Though I guess they didn't know they had any strong ones cos Nyn and Egg are outsiders.

- I like these two in this episode (Amalisa and Angelmar)

- Flashbacks??? Rafe???

- puzzle is right, and Rafe is not giving out clues easily :(

- What is this buildup?

- *trembles in excitement*

- Did they incorporate the ter'angreal test thing (not gonna specify bc spoilers) into this? I kinda hope we see the og thing as well, it was also one of my favourite things.

- Still like this suit-ish thing

- I was spoiled for this, careless of me

- Was that Min leaving? I glanced away and didn't have time to look

- Fade looks cool

- Good trolloc killing grounds no wonder they've always held the pass before

- Knew you'd go, girls

- Loial wisdom

- I don't think you could but I like the sentiment (Moiraine choosing for Rand)

- Fain up to stuff

- This is too dark. Less work for cgi but still. Don't put the shot in if you won't do the work!

- Perrin has Fain plot this time?

- Nice visualization for the differing strenghts of the channeler women

- One down (of the women) also cool visuals for burning out

- Cool transition and the turning and circling is very thematic

- Did cracking the floor do something. Is it, you know, cuendillar?

- More light plz

- Again excellent visuals for burning

- Don't worry egg she's too stubborn to die

- Five I KNEW IT

- Balance speech is nice but more please?

- Mat looking cool and ominous

- Good to put it plainly but show? (About madness)

- 'Tell them I died' *screams* so that's how you wanna play it, huh?

- Padan Fain is significantly cooler and less visibly crazy in the show

- Moiraine is figuring shit out?

- Ow here come the tears. These two. My heart.

- Yes good Egg you heal her

- Is it??? Yes smart Moiraine.

- Oooh the ships are here. I like the damane design, very unsexy and harsh looking.

- What an image to end on!

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Characters © Frederator/Cartoon Network and so forth. Story ©2020 to me! All rights reserved.

This little fic was commissioned by MorbidHero. Enjoy! I'm not a superfan but I hope I still did the fandom justice, more or less. Even though there are no bacon pancakes or appearances from Billy.

Orono Or DIE.

The sign was unique enough to attract attention. That was probably the idea. Still, the girl with the long, black hair and the red-and-blue striped sweater seemed a little surprised when a car pulled over on the long, lonely stretch of Highway 95. Her eyes narrowed to slits as headlights attempted to blast the pupils wide, and she shadowed them with a pale hand.

"Hello!" cried a voice that sounded like a music box. "Are you in need of aid?"

"Uhhhh…" The squinting eyes shifted. "There a person in there?"

"Of course! I am a person! Please, it's too cold to be out here alone!"

The stranger approached the passenger window, bending down to look inside. By the light of the dash screen, she saw a rosy complexion and bright pink hair to match. The girl's round face held the sweetest, most angelic smile she had ever seen.

"I… whoa."

"Yes?"

"N-nothing. You're really gonna give me a lift? I could be an axe murderer."

The driver's eyebrows raised. "Are you an axe murderer?"

"Sorta." She opened her black guitar case, covered in stickers from all manner of bands and destinations, to display a red bass that actually was shaped like an axe, a snarky half-smile displaying some prominent canines. "I slay on this thing alllll the time."

"Oooh! A wandering minstrel! Prithee, do not tarry thither, but let us away in mine chariot!"

"I… huh?"

Cheeks turning a bit rosier, she whispered, "Just get in the car."

With her bass, cardboard sign, and knapsack stashed in the cramped back seat, the two pulled away from the shoulder and back onto the near-deserted highway. There reigned silence for a moment or two until the driver decided to attempt pleasant conversation.

"What's your name, minstrel?"

"Not Minstrel. Marcy. Or Marce, Marceline, Nightmarce… Elvira, if you're everybody in my high school."

"That sounds very unkind, and I am not from your high school so I will not do that." She smiled over at her. "I'm Bonnibel, or Bonnie."

"Cool. This, uh… this car seems weird."

"Oh!" she piped up animatedly. "It is a hybrid, but I have converted the combustion engine to run on used peanut oil."

"Is that why I have a craving for a PB&J out of nowhere?!"

Bonnie laughed, and Marcy wore a smile of her own. That was bizarre; why would she smile at some stranger who just picked her up to give her a lift? "Perhaps! It is also why I will eventually have to visit a Five Guys restaurant to refuel."

Chuckling quietly, Marcy fought down a groan as she struggled out of her black leather boots and propped her feet up on the dash. "Sorry, but I've been walking for hours. Nobody else would pick me up, except for this creepy trucker who would probably have murdered me. With my own axe."

"It is alright! I can't blame you, that sounds like a terrible day. How did you end up out here all by yourself? With no car?"

"Ash, ugh."

"Gesundheit?"

Rolling her eyes, Marcy explained, "No, Ash is my ex. Also the lead guitarist of our band, Vampire Queen. But like, he's been impossible since we broke up, and he threw his guitar at my head during our last show. I told him I wasn't riding in the van with him anymore and they took off without me. Jerkfaces."

Bonnie's expression was completely thunderstruck. She reached over to pat Marceline's thigh. "That is just unacceptable, you could have been hurt!"

"Uh… yeah?" She thought that was obvious. And the sudden physical contact made her squirm.

"No, I mean you should remove him from the band. He is clearly dangerous and you have every right to feel safe on the stage."

"Oh. Well… it's not that easy. He writes half our songs, and he's no great singer but he does know all the guitar parts already. But… I guess he's more replaceable than Fionna or Jake."

"You should send him to prison. Or castrate him," she added, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

Which is what finally made Marceline realize neither of her hands were on the wheel. She sat up quick and shouted, "HEY, we're gonna crash! Are you insane?!"

"Hm?" Glancing ahead, she calmly stated, "No we aren't, we're driving perfectly straight. And there are no other cars."

"Well… yeah, but…" She watched their course correct very slightly, still glancing at Bonnie's hands. "Oh, is this one of those self-driving things?"

"Yes! Oh, I see; you thought I was neglecting the wheel." The pink-haired oddity giggled as if Marcy were the weird one.

"Do you just pick up random strangers and scare them to death? Messed up hobby, girl. I can respect it though."

At that, Bonnie's smile lessened as she stared ahead again. "I'm sorry. Sometimes I forget that not everyone has access to the technology I do. I didn't mean to cause you any undue strife."

"Not everybody swallows a dictionary for breakfast, either." When that wiped the smile away entirely, the rocker turned to look out the passenger window as she tightened her arms around her stomach. "Nah… I'm sorry, I'm a bitch."

The car was silent for a few seconds. "You aren't. I just don't spend a lot of time with other people. When I do, they tell me I am awkward."

"Yeah? Agoraphobic or something?" She paused. "Yeah, I know some big words, too."

"I never said you didn't. But no, that isn't the problem. I'm a workaholic. Even when I'm not in my lab, I'm still focused on inventing or revising previous inventions. I like speaking with people, but there never seems to be any time…"

"Dude, nerdslut. Got it."

"WHAT?!"

The outburst was harsher than Marce expected. "Sorry," she muttered, head ducking lower. "I didn't-"

"I'm not a slut! I'm…" Her cheeks began to glow. "I've never even been on a date."

"I was kidding, man. I didn't really mean…" Her fingers ran through her fringe. "Look, you told me you don't get out much. So I'll do my best not to tease you like I normally would, but no promises. I'm pretty edgy." She even threw up devil horns to add to the effect.

"You're teasing. Yes, I understand." The bubbly girl sighed and relaxed, smiling again. Apparently, it was that easy.

"What do you do for a living, anyway? All the inventing…"

"Oh! Have you heard of PeebleCo?"

A brief pause. "If I say 'no', does that mean I'm dumb?"

"It's alright. I am the president and CEO. Though the board members make most of the day-to-day decisions, they consult with me before making any large changes. And I am also the head of the R&D department."

"Whoa. And you're what, like, eighteen?"

"Nineteen."

"Excuse me," she snickered. "But yeah, that's pretty young to have your whole future figured out. I'm still kind of drifting through life in the shadows."

Bonnie shrugged as she pulled off the highway. "It is okay. I know I am strange, and that most people have to take some time to find their true destiny."

"Where… are we going?"

"To this hotel! I have been driving all day."

"Oh. Guess this is where I get off, then."

"It is if you want. Or you are welcome to share my hotel room and I will continue to ferry you to your destination in the morning."

Marceline raised an eyebrow as she watched Bonnie smoothly guide the car into a parking spot — having to use her hands this time, of course. "Are you totally insane, or just the nicest person on the planet?"

"Does it have to be one or the other?" she asked with a huge grin. And yet again, Marcy found she was grinning back.

                                                      ~ o ~

Once they had brought their bags inside, the hitchhiker plopped herself on the bed and kicked off her boots again. Then she started tuning her bass. Bonnie started unpacking her little pink rolling suitcase immediately, though she cast a casual glance over at her guest now and then.

"What? Am I bugging you?"

"Not at all. I have just never seen someone play a guitar in person before."

"Never?!" When the inventor shook her head, Marceline chuckled softly. "Damn, you really don't ever crawl out from under that rock to see what the sun looks like. Not that I do, either."

"It's because I'm working," she protested with a slight pout. "Not because I don't want to meet people. I love people!"

"Oh yeah, me too. They're delicious."

Bonnie cackled as she plugged her BMO's charger into the wall. At least she got that joke. "You're so funny and cool! I wish I was like you."

"No you don't, trust me. I'm kind of a cunt."

"Are you? Well, I think that's still preferable to being boring. I might have an important job but as a person, I am… vanilla pudding."

"Yeah? Well I mean, vanilla pudding can be pretty good. Add a little red food coloring to make people think you're eating ketchup? I like red things, they look more badass."

"Vanilla is not interesting," she sighed as she seated herself on the other twin bed, pulling off her Uggs. Marceline tried not to pay too much attention to how her white leggings hugged her shapely calves and thighs. "Being a vanilla pudding when there are so many chocolate puddings around me… that is why I focus on my work."

The hitchhiker thought that over as she played a couple of notes, a few chords she used in their sets. The hook from "Smoke On The Water", then the bassline from "The Chain".

"I think you're cool, Bonbon."

"You do?" she asked in pure shock. Marcy looked up — and immediately averted her eyes when she saw her company was wearing only her underwear.

"WHOA, hey, warn a girl or something!"

"Oh, I'm sorry!" she hissed, arms trying to hide parts of her body pointlessly. "The other girls in gym class never cared!"

Pale cheeks flooding with color, the rocker cleared her throat and studied the carpet, watching pale pink toes curl nervously into the fibers. "Gym, yeah. Um… I'm sorry, that was stupid. Me flipping out. If you're cool with stripping down in front of me, like… it's your hotel room…"

"No, you are right, it was my mistake. We have only just met today. And I am decent." When Marceline chanced another glance, she saw a long pink nightgown covering Bonnie from neck to ankle. She was also wearing an embarrassed little smile that was more adorable than it had any right to be.

"You're definitely decent."

"Jingo-jango!"

"Gesundheit?" she re-joked with a slight smirk.

"Free candy!" She practically pounced on the little mint laying on her pillow, unwrapping it and devouring it in mere seconds. "Mmmmhhh… oh, divine!"

The moans of pleasure definitely made Marcy have to clear her throat again. Desire was stirring within her in a way that blindsided her; Bonnie was a girl. One she had met literally that day! Was she losing it?! Sure, she had always known she liked girls as much as boys, but she had never really been serious about one.

"Marcy?"

"SHIT!" she gasped out when she saw those beautiful features only a couple of inches away from her own. It seemed Bonnie's concern had brought her over to the other bed. "I… what? I'm fine, you can go back to getting ready for bed or whatever."

"You are flushed. What if you have a fever, from being out in the cold too long?"

Then the bouncy inventor touched their foreheads together, to check her temperature. Marceline knew that was the reason… yet she still felt her heart speed up, her sweat glands stirring to life.

But she was no shrinking violet. Anti-social, sure, and inexperienced hitting on girls versus guys. But she figured she might as well give it a shot and see what happened.

"You give me fever," she began to sing in a smoky voice. Bonnie's concerned eyes shot wide. "Fever when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight."

A tiny whispered "What?" fell from small pink lips. And not even the oblivious shut-in could miss the rock star's meaning. "Me?"

After they held each other's gaze for a few more seconds, Marceline burst out with a chuckle and looked away, strumming her bass. "Couldn't resist. You're such a cute little marshmallow, it's too easy."

And that was that. Or so she thought. After she had played a few more notes and glanced up again, expecting that Bonnie would have rushed off to the bathroom by now, she saw she was being studied carefully.

"Sorry. Told you I'm a bitch."

"Why are you sorry? If you meant it… which you did…"

"Who says I did?" she grunted. "Hey-"

"I do," Bonnie told her in even tones as she finished pulling the guitar strap from around Marceline's neck. How could this awkward bean be so bold all of a sudden?! "You are blushing like I am blushing. That means you meant it, doesn't it?"

"No. It means… maybe I was out in the cold too long. Whatever."

Sighing like a patient teacher facing an obstinate student, Bonnie leaned over and took her lips gently. And poor Marcy felt her brain short-circuiting. This girl was going for it! How?! This girl?! Even more shameful was that it took three or four seconds for her to pull back from the kiss, panting and clutching at the bedspread.

"WHAT THE WHAT?!"

"Oh wow," Bonnibel whispered, reaching up to touch her own bottom lip with delicate fingers. "I did that."

"Yeah? Like, what, you're surprised you kissed somebody? That's fucking weird!"

"I am. I have never done it before, I didn't think it would be so easy. But I wasn't afraid like I expected to be, and I enjoyed the feeling."

One single fact kept Marcy from harping on about how bold of an assumption it was to kiss her out of nowhere. "Whoa, hold up. I'm really your first?"

"Yes," she breathed, cheeks warming to match Marceline's as she fidgeted with her fingers.

"That… amazing one you just planted on me was your first kiss?!"

Bonnie raised her eyebrows at her. "Oh, it was good?"

"Dude, I'm practically at full sail down here already!" When the hapless girl didn't seem to have any idea what she meant by that, she clarified, "Yes, it was good!"

"Oh. Then it was a successful experiment! Hooray!" Marceline just gaped at her open-mouthed. "We should do more experiments, I think."

"Yeah? What, you think I'm that easy?" she scoffed, trying to focus on reaching for her bass instead of blushing scarlet. But she barely touched the neck before firm hands were pinning her to the bed. "HEY!"

"You will assist me," the girl she had once mistaken for a marshmallow ordered her with a sly smirk.

Marceline finally understood that she had been hoodwinked. Well, not really; she believed this girl had no experience, but she had made the erroneous assumption that also meant she would be timid. Nope.

"I will? That's pretty interesting, I thought I got to decide that part."

"You do. But I already know you will decide to help me." Her hips started shifting on top of Marceline's, eyes briefly falling shut. "Mmm… mm?"

The rocker looked away, waiting for the backlash. Bracing to be shouted at, or called any number of names. She had been down that road before — most recently with Ash, who had no problem doing that to her but only when he was angry.

"You're a transgender person."

Stunned by the bluntness of the phrasing, she finally looked up to see nothing but surprise in Bonnie's features. No judgment, no disgust. "Um… yeah. Well, we prefer just 'trans'."

"Oh! 'Justrans' then." She shifted a few more times, prompting a little groan from both of them. "This will certainly make the experiment easier; I already know how to work with one of these from anatomy class."

Marcy knew she wasn't trying to be cruel. She could tell. But she still hissed up at her, "Can you like, not act like I'm some kind of sex slave robot? There's a real person with a real blackened soul down here."

With a little gasp, she covered her mouth. "Bloobalooby! I'm sorry, you're right." Her hips rolled again, sending a wave of heat down into the rocker from their point of contact, blinding her with pleasure. "Do you consent to experimenting with me sexually, and taking my virginity?"

Marceline could only sputter. And she almost told her 'no' simply because she was so shocked at the entire situation. But it was beginning to feel way too good. Why? Why did she want to?

"Sure. If you really don't care that I'm some problem you picked up off the side of the road."

"You are perfect." For just a second, Marcy felt a flutter in her stomach from such praise. Then Bonnie elaborated, "I'm comfortable with you, and I can tell that you are an adequate size to give me a wonderful first experience."

"Oh. That kind of 'perfect'. Right."

Genuinely puzzled, she tilted her head and asked, "What other kind is there?"

Instead of answering, Marceline pulled her down for a heated kiss. They kept that up while rolling around on the bed, running their fingers through each other's hair, humming into the contact. By the time they came up for air, she realized her sweater had disappeared.

"Can I see you?"

"Oh, is that going to help with the experiment?" Bonnie lowered her voice. "Am I… sexy?"

"Well, duh," she laughed as she dropped her jeans. But she fell speechless when she saw the shapely pink body coming into view. "I'm… yep. Definitely stand by my statement."

"I think you are sexy as well." But she was saying it shyly, as if stating a secret, rather than in a flirty way. This girl really didn't understand human sexuality but she was trying her best.

Weird but cute. And her face was glowing red like a stoplight… and Marceline liked red things.

They fell into each other with eagerness, kissing all over faces and necks as their bodies combined. Bonnibel was so soft inside, and her skin smelled like flowers. The little gasps and mewlings at the foreign sensations only made Marcy throb harder, willed her hips to begin moving.

Minutes later, she broke yet another kiss to whisper urgently, "I'm… I'm gonna finish, I d-don't have… a condom…"

"I'm on birth control, to regulate my cycle. I will not become pregnant." But she was biting her lip. The sensations had changed how she reacted. "Will you…? Please?"

She would. Moans fell freely from both of them as their bodies shifted faster and faster, until the dam burst and Marceline felt both their bodies convulsing with the proof of their pleasure. It was an instant, it was an eternity. It was everything.

As they lay curled up together, silence reigned for a few minutes. Experiment complete. Neither of the new quite what to say. Until finally Bonnie whispered, "You sang."

"Huh?"

"When you ejaculated. It was like singing." She closed her eyes, a small smile on her lips as her hand drifted up to cover her own heart. "It was so sweet…"

Marceline scoffed, resisting the temptation to roll over and away to protect her own feelings. "N-no way. I don't do 'sweet', you're loopy. Literally fucked your brains out."

"No, my brains are still intact," she teased with a light chuckle as she began to draw little circles on Marcy's pale shoulder. "And you sang. And I am very, very satisfied with your 'axe'."

That prompted a gleeful giggle from both women. "Told you. I slay all day, Bonnie-bae."

                                                      THE END

[moonbinscirera]

I feel like you would be the perfect passenger for me then because I always get lost even with a GPS when it doesn't work...

Omg taste... I would love to pick up more books with a woman of color centric character and YES bonus points for good gay rep pls 🤌🏼 I really do love fantasies as well 😩 omg an angst lover 💪🏼 honestly haven't read a lot of angst lately but >:) when authors aren't afraid to kill off a character I have got to say that's super refreshing 🍿

Ahahaha fake dating got that good spice to it...will never tire of that trope but I'm giggling at the kid fics... I can definitely see why you would not want to touch those with a 10ft pole 😂 👍🏼

I'm loving your ao3 search so much!! That's so detailed slay I'm just lucky if anything I like pops up for real - at this point I think I will just read anything out of desperation when I'm bored 😅

Slayyyy I think I'll continue looking into them maybe as a potential Christmas gift!! I'll also have to loon up ToonrificTariq then 👁 I'm loving the name already 😂

Screaming at how cool you are... Honestly watched GoT off and on only for the dragons 😩 - I'm cackling at how you can do it without looking although I'm sure you didn't miss *too* much 😂

I... am a fic writer 😩🫣 I don't think my stories are all that cool unfortunately... Most of the attention/notes have gone towards nsfw content rather than the sfw I used to labor over 💔 such is the woes of writeblr 😔

Thank you for thinking I'm studious 😂 I'm studying IT 🤓 I'm pretty sure I'll be graduating right before the gift giving starts off for this event hehe.. I cannot wait to be done for now 😭 homework and lectures are sooo boring at this point but the 24/7 working life... Ew! What about you (if you don't mind me asking hehe) 😳

xhxydhddhd at least if the gps breaks well be lost together shsbsshd

sometimes it feels like its a lil hard to find books with woc protags that arent realistic fiction and i hate that 😭 cuz alot of time the "realistic" setting they pick is one i cant relate to cuz i didnt grow up in the city or i wasnt the only black family in a whyte suburbs u know? so it takes like triple the digging to find something to connect to and it feel fun and not like racism porn 😭

anyway! angst is so good like its so satisfying and isnt there just something so so so like brain itching good about a homie being like please play pretend with me and then going oh shit wait its not pretend anymore actually?

im generally a rarepair shipper??? like in most fandoms i get into so its like i gotta be methodical and double back alot or else ill run outta content 😭 like even my favorite dynamic in svt is wonhao which barely anyone is checkin for 😭 (but quite honestly any less talked about hao dynamic imma jump thru hoops for like any of 95 line with him?????)

can u tell hao is my ult like is it obvious? i prommi i like him a normal amount like an absolutely normal amount like i swear on go- [gunshot]

do it do it do it doit³

im telling u i was in s2-3 and kept being like who tf is that??? by s4 i was like if this unknown person is here its no worries theyll prolly die soon anyway dont stress dont stress

ah creative ppl are always hard on their own work tho! (i am too) i bet its cooler than u think! that sucks tho when attn doesnt go to the works u really want them too 😔 like nsfw is fun but sfw should still get some love 😔

ooo and luckily! u caught me in this month because i just applied to an online school to study health IT so i can actually say imma be studying something! starting in January im nervous 👉🏾👈🏾 BUT CONGRATULATIONS ON UR GRADUATION

[monkeystrokes11]

Fuzzer told me about the secret put-in. I was looking for new fishing spots and he texted me the GPS map pin. Somewhere in Western Maryland. He didn't know the reservoir’s name, only that it was home to a boatload of small mouth bass.

It was early October, the leaves starting to get good. I packed some baloney sandwiches and headed my ’95 beater Audi west on I-70.

I missed the unmarked dirt turnoff three times, the GPS woman sounding more fed up with me after every U-turn. On the fourth reroute, I half-expected her to start calling me an idiot.

For a quarter mile, the Audi dipped and bucked over ruts and gullies. Branches whipped the car on both sides. Eventually the trees thinned. I came to a small spit of sand and 180 degrees of Bob Ross canvas. The water sparkled, the banks lush with pine.

Fuzzer makes you work, but it’s always worth it.

A father and small son were mucking around with fishing rods. I wandered over. “Any luck?”

“Nah. This side’s pretty dead,” the father said, “but the boy loves it and I can sneak a cigarette or three. My wife thinks I quit. There’s fish out there, but you really need a boat.”

I sat on the car hood and unwrapped a sandwich, wondering where I could get a boat.

Something crept into my peripheral vision. A slow moving vehicle to my right. “Get out of the way, you old hippie.”

I turned and saw an old man grinning through the open driver-side window. Crumpled straw shitkicker hat, scraggly white beard cascading over a pale, sunken bare chest. An aging Leon

Russell in a banged-up white van. “Get out of the way, you old hippie,” coming from the oldest hippie I'd ever seen was pretty funny. I’m old, yes, 47, my salt and pepper hair spilling out of my white straw Stetson, Billy gruff goatee and mutton chops sproinging in all directions. But compared to this guy, I was Baby New Year. Plus I was wearing a shirt. A stretched out V-neck undershirt, but a shirt.

The old man cackled and rolled past, angling his van at the water’s edge. I waited for him to get out. He did not.

I ambled over. “How's it going?”

The codger grinned at me. “You know who you look like? Leon Russell.”

I did a spit take with nothing to spit. “Really? I take that as a compliment. I was thinking the same about you.”

“Ha. I'm too old. You look like Leon in his prime. First time out here? Don't remember seeing you.”

“Yep. Buddy of mine told me about it. Said I might catch a fish or two.”

“Oh, sure. Plenty.”

The back seat was piled with newspapers and junk mail. A couple of walking sticks. Nestled into the middle of it all was a little gray and white scruff of a mutt poking its head out of a faded cloth gym bag.

“That's Percy. Say ‘hi,’ Percy.” Percy yipped.

“Hi, Percy.” I waved at the dog.

“I don’t get around like I used to, but follow these trails and you’ll find plenty of good spots. Just look for bobbers in the trees. Better yet, get yourself a little boat.”

Leon Senior pointed to a dull glint of an aluminum canoe chained to a tree. “There’s a handful locked up around here. Used to have one myself, but these days it’s more than I can handle.”

A hulking F-250 rolled onto the landing, flashing chrome. We waved. The Bass Pro Shop hat behind the wheel didn't wave back, made a gravel-spitting three-point turn, and drove off. A coiled rattler on the rear window warned us not to tread on him.

Leon spit to my left. “That’s all we need, Trumpers finding this place.”

I exhaled. The MAGA rallies had reached a fever pitch of hate over the summer.

Leon said under his breath, “It’s like a horror movie. A Stephen King novel.”

“Funny you said that. I just wrote a horror story about a violent mob of Trumpers called ‘The Herd.’ It even references Stephen King's Nightshift.”

“Yeah? I'd love to read it.”

“Well, I'm no King, but I'd be happy to send it to you.”

“Yeah man, send it. I want to read anything by Leon Russell.”

“I'm Jeff, by the way.” I extended a hand.

He shook, cool and dry. “Nice to meet you, Jeff. I'm Thomas Anonymous.”

“Anonymous?”

“I try to stay off the grid as much as I can.”

“That's cool. So how can I get this story to you?”

“I don't have email, but you could text it.”

Texting a story just felt wrong. “Any way to send a hard copy?”

“I gotta P.O. Box. Want my cell number, too?”

“Sure,” I said.

He gave me his deets. “Send me a text so I'll have yours.”

Hiya Thomas, it's Jeff aka Leon.

The sun was starting to dip. I tipped my hat, waved goodbye to Percy, and went home.

#

Two weeks later I got a call. Thomas Anonymous. I'd sent him the manuscript the day after meeting him. He was obviously calling to tell me I’m a genius.

“Hi, Thomas.”

“Jeff! How ya be?”

“Good sir, yourself?”

“I got your story. Fun stuff. Listen, I've got an old Grumman canoe growing moss in my backyard. Yours if you want it.”

“Wow, Thomas, that’s mighty generous.”

“Only catch is, you gotta come get it. Also if you could get it tomorrow morning that would be great. I'll text directions.” He was talking fast.

“Uh, okay. Let me see if I can borrow my buddy's truck.”

“Cool,” he said, and texted me geographical coordinates. Longitude and latitude.

Manana.

#

Karl said I could have his truck all day. I filled a thermos with coffee and set out.

An hour and fifteen minutes later, I was at the foot of a mountain in backwoods West Virginia.

The uphill road made Fuzzer’s secret put-in seem like a freeway. If Thomas was a serial killer, he couldn't have picked a better HQ.

The road ended in a patch of high grass. A dilapidated shanty town rose out of the weeds, cobbled together from rough cut timber, stone chimney, repurposed barn doors. Three solar panels on a sagging tin roof. An off-kilter windmill. A hand water pump. A rain barrel.

Thomas sat on a metal glider on the porch, still shirtless, with Percy in the gym bag on his lap. I parked between the white van and an old refrigerator. Thomas creaked to his feet, bird legs sticking out of floral print shorts.

“Congratulations, you found me,” he said, holding open a battered screen door.

The interior decor was a surprise. Honolulu meets Luckenbach. A hillbilly beatnik tiki surfer pad. Bamboo patio furniture. Dirt-filled Mason jars sprouting exotic flowers on the sill. A framed Willie Nelson Fourth of July picnic poster. A porcelain hula dancer. Cribbage board. Telescope. A stack of Rex Stout paperbacks. Over the stone fireplace, a vintage slalom water ski, a carved paddle and a large hand saw. A potpourri of water damage, burnt coffee, orchids, and a faint whiff of skunk.

By the window, a large easel. On it, an unfinished painting of a blonde boy of summer being pulled on water skis, a bathing beauty atop his shoulders waving to the viewer, her flowered swim cap fluttering.

“Thomas, you paint?”

“I'm cheating, copying off an old postcard,” he said, pulling a sun-faded card clipped to the frame. “That’s me, and that’s Barrie, my wife.”

“Wow, Thomas, she’s beautiful.”

“I used to trick ski at Cypress Gardens if you can believe it. Flips, jumps, ring of fire, you name it. Probably took ten years off my knees. Barrie was a Weeki Wachee Mermaid. I wish you could’ve met her.”

I waited a respectful beat. “How long ago did she pass?”

“Pass? Hell, she ain't passed, son. She’s in Saint Augustine.”

“Oh, I thought…”

“With her sister. Goes down every year and fills up growlers at the Fountain of Youth. Might be something to it, too. The woman doesn’t age.”

There was an open Hobbit-sized door in a corner. From darkened depths I heard a grunt and a clang. I looked at Thomas with raised eyebrows.

“Listen, Jeff,” he said, suddenly all business. “I tricked you into coming here. I need a little help.”

I looked at Thomas, waiting for the other shoe. Of course there was a catch.

Thomas gave a weak smile. “There’s a bear in my basement.”

#

It was a dirt cellar, but Thomas said he liked the alliteration of Bear in the Basement.

What had happened was this. He was hauling some stuff up from the cellar, out to the backyard, and propped open the cellar and back doors to make things easier.

Later he decided to play some music. It was a nice day, with a nice breeze floating through the house. He left the doors open. Then he fell asleep.

“The noise woke me up. Got halfway down and saw a fuzzy black rump pawing a jar of preserves. It’s a cub. I considered going down and swatting it with a broom, but if it got mad, getting back up is slow going. Didn’t want to risk anything stupid.” Thomas smiled again. “So, I called you.”

"Yeah, you could have told the truth.”

"Would you be here?”

“Probably not.” I had to laugh. “Why didn’t you just call Animal Control?”

Thomas grimaced. “Like I said, I’m off the grid. Percy and I’ve been sleeping in the van. I'm worried he might decide to hibernate down there.”

“What I want to know is, where’s Mama?”

“Yeah,” Thomas said. “There’s that. My head’s been on a swivel.”

Thomas handed me a beat-up broom. I shook my head in an adamant No.

We worked out a Plan B. Gathering assorted crap from the yard, we built a barricaded pathway from cellar door to back door. Then took an armful of preserves from the kitchen, unscrewed the tops, and placed them along the pathway, every four feet or so.

“Did Barrie can these preserves?” I asked.

“Hell, no,” said Thomas. “That’s all me.”

Thomas cracked the van windows and made Percy comfortable. He brewed coffee and we sat on the far side of the room watching.

One hour, then two. No sniffs, no snorts, no nothing.

Thomas placed a battery-operated fan at the top of stairs to blow the scent of raspberry into cellar. Another hour passed.

“I don’t get this bear, Thomas, what d’ya think lured him here in the first place?”

Thomas stuck out a lip, struck by a thought. He stood, removed the hand saw mounted above the fireplace, then sat, laying it across his lap with its teeth against his belly like he was about to saw himself in half. He pulled a fiddle bow from a nearby cane stand.

I’d heard of singing saws, but never seen one played. Thomas closed his eyes and clamped the handle between his knees, dipping the saw to the floor and back up again, forming an S curve.

As he ran the bow across the back of the blade, I heard a sound from another world, a vibration and pitch that moved my ear hair.

One of those Hawaiian hula tunes you've heard a hundred times, but this was mesmerizing.

Thomas began to sing.

A-lo-ha 'oe, A-lo-ha ‘oe. E ke onaona noho i ka lipo…

He nodded to a ukelele in the corner. I picked it up. He placed my fingers on the frets and resumed.

One fond embrace

A ho'i a'e au

Until we meet again…

I strummed quietly. Thomas nodded.

A-lo-ha-‘oe, A-lo-ha ‘oe…

I sang along. Two Leon Russells, twenty years apart, playing Honolulu hits in a hillbilly tiki shack, trying to seduce a bear.

On cue, the bear’s head came over the top step and stuck its nose in the jar. Thomas didn't stop playing but I froze.

There were leaves stuck in its thick coat. The smell was overpowering. The bear was covered in marijuana.

I looked at Thomas. Off the grid, all right. That’s why he wouldn’t call Animal Control.

“Thomas, that bear is high.”

Thomas winked and broke into a falsetto.

A-lo-ha ‘oe, Farewell to thee…

The bear was hip now, slurping its tongue into each jar, working out blobs of peach and plum, licking his lips and moving on to the next jar.

Until we meet, again…

Reaching the back door, one step away from freedom, the bear hesitated, standing on its little haunches, sniffing for more. I held my breath. In or out, baby?

Thomas lurched two steps towards the bear and gave him a quick nudge with the end of his saw.

The roar blasted from the trees, the most terrifying sound I’ve ever heard. Mama exploded from her hiding spot, massive paws ripping the air as she tore towards the house.

Thomas dropped his saw. I made a dash for him, threw his arms around my neck in a fireman’s carry, and bolted for the cellar, barring the door behind us. I lost balance and the two Leon

Russells went tumbling down the stairs, hats and white hair flying, into a retina-flashing pile of pain on the dirt floor.

Upstairs, Mama was breaking the house into pieces.

Thomas coughed, and laughed. “You okay?”

“Possibly. You?”

“Nothing that can't be fixed.”

“Percy safe you think?”

“Percy ducks his head into that bag when I break wind. Snug as a bug. He'll be fine.”

#

Turns out there was a canoe after all. It’s a time machine. Whenever I go paddling, I get flashbacks of passing blunts under the grow lights of Thomas’ makeshift subterranean greenhouse, long after mama and cub had lumbered back into the wilds. Of Thomas reciting some old hepcat routine about a bear that finds a moonshine still, before I dozed off on a sack of potatoes. Of surveying the damage in the predawn. Thomas making flapjacks on a wood stove.

The back door was mangled, the ukelele a frayed toothpick, the painting of Thomas and Barrie trampled. Thomas stuffed it into a garbage bag.

“You're not throwing that out?”

“Can't fix this, Jeff.”

“Can I have it?”

Thomas grinned. “All yours, fella. For your scrapbook.”

It’s hanging in my office.

For my birthday that April we had a picnic at the put-in, and I got to meet Barrie who plays a mean uke. You should hear their rendition of “Home on the Range.”

I got a present, too. A vintage travel poster with two guys in an outrigger, riding a massive wave.

Thomas inscribed it for me.

When you can’t paddle your own canoe, there’s nothing like a pal to help you out. xo, Leon.

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