#idk if i should really tag any of the others in this lemme know what you think

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ghosts speak in whispers and lies; can’t know what’s real ‘til you’re the one who’s died - Part Four

I rewrote this thing so much, you all, you don't even know. T_T

Part One [FFN/AO3] - Part Two [FFN/AO3] - Part Three [FFN/AO3]

It's time for Robin to see exactly the sort of hold the parasite has on Law's mind, only to be thrown a shocking curveball. [8442 words; Law/Robin]

After cleaning themselves up, Law and Robin left the flat and headed towards his parents’ house. They walked while holding hands, enjoying the afterglow as twilight eased down upon them, washing the pale world in vibrant colors. They did not talk much and simply saved their energy for the upcoming dinner, which was bound to be a tough one.

Except, as the couple were wandering the streets of Flevance, Robin was doing her best to take in the scenery and gather what information she could. It was obviously not Flevance—Torao had said he had been ten when everything happened and the records matched, meaning there were details that would have been fuzzy by nature—but everything was so detailed that it was very clearly a construct of his own imagination. For her, what were the rules of this make-believe place? What could she exploit to make him believe her when it came to the fact none of this was real? How long would it take in both the dream and in real life?

She wasn’t worried about meeting his family, but more what his family’s ghosts were doing to him.

Finally, they turned down a residential street lined with tidy and well-kept rowhouses dividing multiple buildings, passing through a lively neighborhood filled with people both winding down for the evening as well as gearing up for a night out. Law directed her towards the steps of a unit at the end of a building; a narrow cross-street ran between it and the next cluster of rowhouses, leading towards other streets and shared gardens. Robin followed him in, unsure what awaited them.

“Ah! You’re here!” Robin had just barely shut the door when the young woman whom she met in front of the university came out of a nearby room and nearly tackled Torao in a hug. “I was wondering what took so long!”

“Lami, get off,” Law grunted. She didn’t, instead keeping a vice-grip on her brother. He looked at Robin and mouthed help, which was honestly cuter than Robin wanted to admit.

“…and where’s my hug?” she asked. Lami let go of Law and turned her attention to Robin, indeed enveloping her in a tight embrace. As she released Robin, a smell hit the older woman’s nose and she was taken aback. “What… what are we having for dinner…?”

“My parents somehow learned that you like paella and…?” Law punctuated the sentence with a shrug, trying to pass the blame on to anyone but himself.

“Lami… you still need to set the table before Robin gets here!” a man’s voice shouted from further into the house. Lami grimaced and escaped down the corridor into a different room, disappearing just as a man brandishing a dish cloth walked out of another room, looking ready to scold his daughter before realizing that his son and his guest had arrived. “Ah, there you are! Hon, Law and Robin are here.”

Robin then went through what she could only describe as a surreal experience. Law’s mother—Angela—and his father—Lars—were terrifying echoes of their children, both with more wrinkles on their faces and grays in their hair and yet so much life that it hurt her heart. They excitedly hugged her and immediately began to pull her into the kitchen to inspect the paella that they would be having for dinner. It honestly looked perfect and before long they were all sitting at the dining room table serving themselves from the dish.

“So, Law tells us that you’re one of Professor Clover’s brightest students to come from Ohara,” Angela said in an attempt to start conversation, “and that your mother is the Nico Olvia? His successor as Caretaker to the Oharan Tree of Knowledge? It must be quite the honor.”

“Fantastic things seem more mundane if you grow up with them,” Robin replied sweetly. “Professor Clover was more like a grandfather to me than a grand figure in archeology—his memory is different for me in that regard.”

“You’re being modest,” Lars said. “Then again, I understand why you’d move here to the North Blue for post-doctorate work—I almost went to the Drum Kingdom for studying to get away from the Trafalgar name, but life had other plans.”

“…such as…?”

“Here we go,” Lami groaned, rolling her eyes. She then squeaked and glared at Law—he must have kicked her under the table.

“I met Angela when I enrolled in my last year before graduation,” Lars explained. “We were in the same graduating class, but it wasn’t until the final year that the remnants of the three cohorts were combined. She was technically a year ahead, I was technically behind thanks to a gap year, and we hit it off from Day One.”

“He mansplained the endocrine system within five minutes of learning my name,” Angela quipped. The pair shared a smile before turning back to Robin. “We were engaged between graduation and board exams, and the rest is history.” She ate a spoonful of paella to give the conversation a pause. “How did you and Law meet?”

“Through a mutual friend,” Robin claimed.

“That Luffy kid, right?” Lars wondered. Robin nodded. “Ah, so when you and the guys took that time off to get Bepo back to Zou for that thing of his.”

“More or less,” Law shrugged. “I’m just glad the rest of them aren’t around right now—this pan of paella would not survive.”

“Not much survives Luffy when it comes to food,” Robin smirked. Seas forbid—this was almost fun in an odd way, and would be had the circumstances been different. “What do you both specialize in?”

“Amber Lead disorders,” Angela said, tone almost melancholy. “I used to be a hematologist and oncologist, while my husband was mostly in infectious diseases. When the first rounds of the classic Amber Lead Syndrome appeared, we applied our concentrations to the cure effort.”

“What do you know about Amber Lead?” Lars asked. Robin shook her head.

“Most of what I know comes from what I read in the papers at the time it first became a problem,” Robin said, which was the truth. She knew very little about the condition and figured that the Flevance of the dreamscape had been able to tackle whatever the real world couldn’t. Lami sighed again—a medical lecture was coming.

“Amber Lead—the substance you see all around you that makes Flevance so rich—used to be mined with the thought that it was safe for living beings to come into contact with like most metals we use,” Lars explained. “When it’s in the ground, it’s inert as it is now, but before we found the stabilization process it lowly leeched into our bodies and poisoned subsequent generations stronger than their elders.”

“Law and Lami were little when almost the entire country began to show signs of poisoning, including them,” Angela continued. “Due to our respective specializations, we were recruited to help find an effective treatment. Luckily, we succeeded with help from Flevance’s neighbors.”

Huh… the way Robin understood it, things had been the opposite. “They weren’t afraid of developing Amber Lead Syndrome themselves?”

“We all knew it was poison, and besides: they were already exposed simply by proximity,” Lars said. “Once we were able to begin extracting the Amber Lead from bodies, a way to deactivate what had already been mined was developed and now Flevance is a safe place to live again.”

“What kind of system was developed?”

“Well, we’re not entirely certain on the methodology, since that was done in the chemists’ domain, but it’s mostly solution baths and pastes and waxes that are applied that deactivate the heavy metals that would otherwise leech into the body,” Angela said. Robin nodded at that.

“To do such a thing would be like making the mercury in a thermometer safe to touch if it breaks.”

“That’s something they’re actually working on now,” Lars said, “to see what they need to do in order to transfer the toxicity nullification to other heavy metals without changing their properties. In the meantime, Angela and I are observing the long-term effects of Amber Lead on the Humanoid body, since it does many different things to different people outside of the classic symptoms.”

“Watching them take care of Lami was part of what made me want to get into medicine,” Law admitted. “It’s in our blood like archaeology is for you, though it was genuinely my choice in the end.”

“Well, it wasn’t my choice to get sick the worst,” Lami scowled. Robin saw how irritated the younger Trafalgar sibling was—it was clear she was not engaged in the conversation at all. “Does Robin really need to hear all this?”

“She might as well,” Lars said. “I’d be surprised if anyone from here would want to talk to her about Amber Lead and risk spooking her. It’s a miracle Flevance doesn’t suffer from brain drain, let alone is still capable of attracting outside talent. Amber Lead could have driven everyone with means out.”

“It’s not even amber-colored,” Lami pouted.

“It is when unrefined material reflects light, and that luster is part of what made people interested in it in the first place,” Angela stated. “I will enjoy the day when no one comes through my office door saying they came from some distant country because their antique Amber Lead-coated imports poisoned them.”

“There are still cases of Amber Lead Syndrome?” Robin asked. Lami made a noise—how boring!

“Mostly people who bought old tableware and other similar goods treated with Amber Lead, or inherited them from parents and grandparents,” Angela said. “There is a small number of new cases from Flevance, but they seem to be isolated.”

“We hope,” Lars added. Angela threw him a glare, which he proceeded to ignore. “I am of the opinion that it’s a potential rebound of symptoms, since we don’t know the genuine full breadth of long-term exposure, especially after recovery.”

“I’m the oncologist—it hasn’t shown any similarities to recurring cancer.”

“You said yourself that we’ve been seeing Amber Lead poisoning behaving lately in ways unlike we’ve ever seen.”

“Maybe that’s enough of that for now,” Law suggested. He and Robin shared a glance across the table—things were likely going to get worse if the topic continued. “Lami, what have you been covering in classes lately?”

As the topic of conversation shifted to Lami’s schoolwork, Robin felt sick again. She had not needed Law to tell her about how Amber Lead ravaged Flevance and her neighbors turned their backs; what she hadn’t been able to glean from the papers, she knew from accounts of people who were affected by the poison later on. This version of history was one cobbled together by the hopes Law had as a child and it showed. She politely continued to follow the conversation, wondering how much of the ghosts in front of her were genuine and what was conjecture based on what Torao had grown up missing… what he thought he grew up missing.He blushed in irritation at something one of the ghosts said and it almost broke Robin’s heart.

Although she could see past his walls as he slowly let her in, this was well beyond what he normally broadcast. What was it going to take to shatter this layer of comfort that had been built up around him? Would he allow himself to be this vulnerable around her again?

Eventually, dinner ended and Robin was heartily denied the ability to help clean up. Law instead took her into the sitting room, where he stole a kiss free from prying eyes.

“Now that wasn’t bad,” he said, seemingly trying to convince them both. “See? Nothing to worry about.”

“I guess not,” she replied. They sat next to one another on the sofa, just far enough apart to be safe from teasing should his family reappear. “This is a lovely home. This is where you grew up?”

“With exception for a little bit when Lami was sick, yeah,” he nodded.

“Law, we need to talk.” The confused look in his eyes hurt, but she knew this was the only way to get to him. “This… this life… it’s all a dream, a lie.” She watched as he let out a breath—he seemed almost… relieved…?

“Yeah, I know,” he agreed. Wait, what…? He was too calm for that admission. “We’re almost there, though. There’s just a couple formalities that need to happen.”

“What… what are you talking about…?” Robin immediately noticed that Law was getting sweaty. “What’s wrong?” She watched as he jammed his hand in his trouser pocket and pulled something out, immediately putting it in her hands and closing them around it.

“Please, think about it before you say anything, even if it means we don’t talk about it tonight,” he said. She furrowed her brow as she looked at what was in her hands—a felted box. Opening it up, Robin felt her stomach drop at the contents.

An engagement ring.

“I know it’s a lot to consider,” he continued, “but I think we can do it. If we stop lying to ourselves, then we can make it work, I know we can, even if it takes a while to complete the upgrade.”

“I…” All the words she wanted to say became stuck in her throat. This wasn’t fair; this parasite… it was pulling out all the stops. They could never be this normal—this average—even if they tried. An engagement, a wedding, a marriage… was a life for them even possible in reality? For once she found herself cursing a book—whichever one had planted the image of two people romantically being swept away into a life together into Torao’s brain and subsequently made it fodder for the parasite, and she was ready to snap a neck over it.

“Robin…?” She was shaken from her thoughts to see the confusion on his face and it hurt even more. “What’s wrong?” He tucked some of her hair behind her ear, his fingertips trailing down along her jaw. “Are you okay…?”

“I… I can’t do this.” The words hung heavy in the air, seemingly paralyzing Law. He clearly hadn’t expected anything other than an offer to talk about it at-worst, with his calculations leaning towards a yes. She stood and let the box snap shut as it fell to the floor. “I’m sorry.”

Before she knew it, Robin was out the door and headed down the pavement, simply wanting to put some space between her and the lie. That’s all it was, even if Law didn’t realize it, and one of them needed to stay level-headed about it… even if it meant breaking his heart.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

There it was, clear as day: a Road Poneglyph. Both Robin and Law stared slackjawed at it, sitting under so much rock and water that it was hidden from all but them and their guide. Sukiyaki was silent, letting the information he had just imparted on them to sink in, for it was truly much to come to grips with. A submerged Wano hiding an ancient weapon? The resting place of one of the most dangerous pieces of stone in history? How opening Wano would have to be a physical act, releasing all the rainwater within its walls? It was plenty to consider.

“You’re very trusting, giving us this information,” Law stated. He turned his attention to Sukiyaki in time to see the old man shrug.

“You helped my grandchildren and my country—I can’t ask for much more in return,” he replied. “Use this knowledge as you see fit, provided you do not share the location of this cavern.” Sukiyaki then turned back towards the staircase. “I’ll leave you two be; there is much to do and I shall guard the kokeshi doll room until then.”

“Seal it up,” Law requested. Sukiyaki raised an eyebrow at him, causing the younger man to open up a Room and Takt some pebbles into the air in front of the former shogun. “Leave these in the room; I can swap us out with them when we’re done.”

“Are you willing to allow such a thing?” Sukiyaki asked Robin. She turned towards him, her eyes sparkling with something akin to glee.

“Yes, I am perfectly safe with Torao,” she assured. “Do you have any large sheets of paper? I am going to need to make three copies.”

“Aye; I can procure that. It shall be in the doll room.” Sukiyaki then left, the clack-clack-clack of his geta slowly vanishing up the stairs. Law both watched him ascend the staircase and kept on the lookout with his Haki, now feeling as though he would be able to flex such an ability with ease in battle.

“So, Nico-ya, what does it say…?” Law saw Robin absolutely entranced by the Road Poneglyph; an expression he had never seen on her before made her absolutely glow in delight. She was finally and truly in her element—this was what she was supposed to do. He slowly approached her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Can you believe it?” she whispered, voice wavering. “We’re almost there.”

“What… what does it say?”

“Well, it’s written in dialect, so that takes a bit of maneuvering in of itself,” she began. “There are two separate kinds of glyphs—ones that portray a complete word or concept and ones that are functionally individual letters—and that is what makes deciphering the Poneglyphs so intricate, since you can have the same word be transcribed in multiple ways and…!”

Robin gasped as Law grabbed and kissed her without warning, effectively cutting off her train of thought. She forgave him and melted into the kiss, draping her arms around his neck and shoulders as she materialized others to gently rest Kikoku against the railing.

“What was that for?” she chuckled as he broke the kiss. He bit the insides of his lips in embarrassment as he let her go.

“I’m sorry—you’re very attractive when you go on a tangent like that.”

“Now you know how I feel when you start talking about Sora,” she teased, walking out of his grasp. Robin touched the Road Poneglyph—first with her hand, then her forehead—and sighed. “It’s been such a long journey, and now I can see the end goal.” She felt him gingerly place a hand on her upper back—he was with her.

“Can you…” he whispered, “…teach me?”

“We’d be here all night and you wouldn’t be able to grasp the basics,” she claimed with a smirk.

“Is that a challenge?” he laughed in near-disbelief. “You weren’t the only gifted kid, you know.”

“Gifted kids peak early; talented learners are the ones you need to concentrate on.” She placed a finger on a moss-filled glyph and gave him a sultry glance. “A.”

He began repeating after her, watching how her lips and tongue formed the sounds and words etched into the stone before them. They made their way around the Poneglyph slowly as the lesson continued, ending with him putting his hands on either side of her, flat against the stone, while pressing his growing erection against her thigh.

“Please,” he murmured. “I’ve been a good student, don’t you think?”

“Not good enough to do what you want on the lesson plan,” she replied. He felt hands grab him from behind and jerk him back as she smiled, the action nearly making him lose his footing. “Now what is this glyph?”

That’s how she was going to be, hmm? Alright, then he would play.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Robin ran through the streets of Flevance, trying to put as much distance between her and Law as possible. It was all a dream, it was all a dream, it was all a dream! She needed some time to figure the place out before she dove straight into trying to get out, and this proved it. Coming to a stop on a pedestrian bridge over a canal, she breathed deeply as she tried to catch her breath.

‘How am I going to do this if everything is so realistic?’ she wondered. ‘The parasite thought of everything to mimic and now the lines are so blurred even I’m having a hard time…’ She leaned against the railing and tried to steady herself—what in the hell was going on…?!

“…Miss Robin…?” She looked over her shoulder and saw three men from Torao’s crew; they were here too? The one with red hair stepped forward with a concerned look on his face. “We thought you were supposed to be at the Captain’s tonight. Is everything okay?”

“Oh, of course it is,” she lied. “I just forgot something at work and need to grab it before the building is locked down for the night.”

“Uh… the university’s that way…” the polar bear Mink noted, pointing between the canal and where she was running from.

“Contract work,” she said quickly. “I’m fine; don’t worry.”

“Alright…” the third man said, not entirely convinced. “You could just use the Captain’s Devil Fruit to get in, you know.”

“That would be breaking and entering,” the redhead scoffed. “With friends like she’s got, getting a criminal record isn’t one of the things she wants to work on or we’re gonna be the ones who keep posting their bail. Isn’t that righ—hey!”

Robin began to run again, leaving Torao’s crew behind her on the bridge. She ran until she found the street she supposedly lived on and the flat she apparently rented out. Once she was upstairs she locked both doors and collapsed onto the couch.

When was the last time she was this nervous? It couldn’t’ve solely been because of the ring, could it? This was only a dream! Her life was never this—never had the chance to be this—and yet there was so much about it that felt both right and wrong at the same time! Perhaps that was where her nerves were coming from: the fact she was going through such an impossible life event. Mundane, yes, but still impossible. If only the parasite’s hallucination was set after Luffy became Pirate King… after they had solved the puzzle of the Void Century… after traveling together…

No… she was the Nico Robin who infiltrated dozens of pirate crews and organizations, eventually bringing them all to their knees until the Straw Hat Pirates changed all that. She was the Nico Robin who was a talented spy and information-gatherer. She was the Nico Robin who was able to acclimate herself to foreign lands and their customs so seamlessly everyone mistook her for a sultry native. This was not going to get the best of her, this… this… nightmare… this perversion of everything that shaped them both… all it was was a distraction.

Now how in the hell was she going to manage her way out of this distraction and keep them both alive?

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Law stared at the felt box as it lay discarded on the floor, not entirely registering what was going on around him until he heard the front door shut. The sound snapped him out of his stupor and he picked up the box. Shoving it in his pocket, he hoped that none of his family saw what just happened. He looked in the corridor that led up and down the length of the house and saw no one was there.

Okay, good; you could possibly salvage some of this, Law. He rushed over to the front door and hurriedly put on his boots and coat, barely hearing his sister question what was going on when he closed the door behind him and made his way out into the night. It was difficult to not draw attention to himself—or at least feel like he was—and he tried to think about what had just happened as he made his way to his girlfriend’s flat. Where else would she be? The rest of the Straw Hats were scattered across the Blues, her mother was in Ohara, the university was closed… then again, it wasn’t like that was liable to stop her… no. Flat first, then the university, then the park. That order. He continued on towards Robin’s place, only to be stopped by… his friends…?

“Hey, Cap, what’s going on?” Penguin asked. He, Shachi, and Bepo were walking together, most likely on their way to his parents’ house to pry after work; it seemed almost too convenient. “We just saw Robin headed over towards her flat in a hurry.”

“She looked upset,” Bepo added. “Is she okay?”

“Did your parents scare her off?” Shachi joked.

“Are you sure she was going towards her flat?” Law asked. His friends looked at one another before turning back to him.

“Yeah… what happened…?” Shachi wondered, now completely serious. Law did not give them any answer, instead walking directly past them and continuing on towards Robin’s despite their protests.

What in the hell was this about? He proposed after having waited for so long, waiting until he was certain she would say yes, only to have it backfire spectacularly in his face. What about their relationship had he misjudged? About her? About… himself…? He wanted to start a real life with her and yet… how far away was it? Truly? As he turned down the street and approached the building, he could see a little bit of light from her windows filtering through the tree branches—she was there!

Once he was sure the goobers did not follow him, he took a deep breath to steady himself and failed several times at putting his key in the lock. Fuck, his hands were so shaky; how could he be so calm and steady when holding others’ literal lives in his hands and yet this was just so… so… nerve-wracking…? He shut the street-level door behind him and went up the stairs, seeing that light was, yes, pouring out from underneath the flat door. He took another breath, then hesitated, before knocking softly three times.

“Robin…?” No answer. “Hey, you in there?”

“Go away,” she ordered harshly from the other side, making him flinch. “I’m not in the mood.”

“Not only did you give me a key, but I can swap myself with anything in there,” he reminded her. Seas, this was difficult. It was taking everything he had to not Shamble himself in and bring her in for a hug until she explained what was going on, but he at least had the self-awareness to understand that was one of the last things he should have been doing. He let that sit for a moment before adding, “Please, I just want to talk.”

A couple contemplative moments passed before Law could hear the lock unlatch. He turned the knob and entered just as a Devil Fruit arm dissolved from the side of the wall—she looked visibly shaken as she sat on the couch, as though she was retreating further and further into herself. It made him fear what was going on… what in the hell in was he had done to make her like this…

“Hey,” he said as he closed the door behind him. She didn’t say anything, allowing him to walk further into the flat. He sat down next to her on the couch kept his eyes on his hands as he waited for her to say something. She didn’t, so he took a chance. “Are you okay?” Nothing. “Are… are we okay…?”

“Not in the way you’re thinking,” she replied. There was something… off about her voice, something wrong. “I… didn’t think this would happen so quickly…”

“We’ve been dating a while now,” he reminded her. He caught a glimpse of her out the corner of his eye and his chest felt tight at how she was avoiding eye contact. Law knew that face: that was the face she made when she was figuring out how to get them out of something… which meant… she was figuring how to get herself out of this. Why…? “Is this just… cold feet…? Because if it is, you can tell me without all… all this. I’d understand.”

…because he truly would. He’d make himself understand if that’s what it took. He turned towards her and tucked some hair behind her ear so he could see her face clearer. She was acting so differently compared to before she had left for the conference… wait, was that it…?

“Talk to me,” he requested. “It’s the only way I’ll know what’s going on.”

She let out a heavy breath—it was difficult to tell who was more on-edge. “Do you trust me?”

“Robin, I just proposed marriage after having you meet my parents—of course I trust you,” he assured. He was only just holding back the ears welling in his eyes, hoping he wouldn’t crack. She held his shoulders and at looked him directly.

“We’re dying,” she said. He blinked, confused.

“Well, yeah…” he replied, mood completely whipped around. “That’s an integral facet to humanity; our impermanence is a—”

“I’m not talking about philosophy here, but actually dying, in the real world.”

Huh…?

“Robin… this is real…” Her eyes flashed in something dark as she stared into his own; there was something she clearly wanted to tell him, yet could not find the words. “Are you alright? This isn’t like you.”

“No, what’s like me—what’s like us—is being on the Grand Line, in the New World, having just left Wano after helping to liberate it, not in a place that no longer exists.” She was trembling and he didn’t like it one bit. “This place is dead, Torao.”

He scoffed uncomfortably. “Surely you don’t—!”

“Ohara is too,” she added. “The reality of the situation is that neither of us have our homelands, our families… not even our friends were gained how this world tells us they were. We worked and clawed our way not to the top of our fields, but just to survive growing up in a world that hated us. If it weren’t for our friends and our own desires, we would have been dead before our twenties.”

“That doesn’t sound right,” Law frowned. He was attempting to figure out what was making her say these things other than…? Hysteria…? That was a pretty old-fashioned diagnosis, not to mention well-outside his normal field. “What’s gotten into you? You’re talking nonsense, about a nightmare I’ve been having, plus you haven’t called me Torao in ages. Are you sure you’re not under too much stress at the university? Because I had a feeling your workload was getting too much once they put that conference on you, and…”

“When did we first start seeing one another?” she asked abruptly. He blinked.

“You know when…”

“…then tell me: confirm how we started dating.”

“That’s easy, it’s…”

Suddenly, Law’s mind went almost blank. How had they started dating…? He could remember kissing her while they were on a ship, his heart racing as though he was still a schoolboy, but the details were extraordinarily fuzzy. They were mutually avoiding someone, allowing them to nurture a prior spark in a dark hideaway. What had they been doing? Where were they going? Better yet: where were they? He could remember her many hands on him, how sweet she tasted, the ache in his thighs and knees as they tried to stay still as possible to… avoid…?

“You…” He hesitated. “You know how complicated it was when we first got together.”

“There has to be a way to get you to understand!” Robin stood and began to pace around the room. Her brows were furrowed as she thought and thought. “It can’t be that; it should be in bloom. No, that’s not it… ah! My books!”

“What about your books?”

“Take one of my books off the shelf, don’t let me see it, but try to read it. If I don’t know what it is, then my mind can’t fill in the blanks.”

“Robin…”

“Law, please, for me.” Her brown eyes were so sad, so uncomfortable with everything… what choice did he have? He ran his fingers through his hair and scratched at his scalp—this had better be good.

“Alright, if it will make you feel better, I will,” he relented. She smiled in relief and turned around, allowing him to choose a book at his leisure. Law looked at one of the bookshelves and skimmed the titles on the spine before he settled on a good one.

West Blue Kingdoms of the Pre-Void Era

For as much as he had listened to Robin talk, Law knew there was no way he could know what was covered by such a title. Carefully, he slid it off the shelf and held it in his hands. It was a thick book—likely very technical. He glanced over at Robin as he opened it up, seeing that her back was still turned. Hopefully they’d be able to put this to a rest so that they could move on with their lives…

…except when Law looked back at the pages from the middle of the book, he saw they were blank. He raised an eyebrow and flipped through the tome—empty.

“There’s nothing in this,” he frowned. “Robin, I…”

“What are you holding?” she wondered.

“You told me not to—”

“I know what I said: what book are you holding?”

“It’s… uh… ‘West Blue Kingdoms of the Pre-Void Era’… but how would that…?”

Then, without warning, words and pictures began to appear on the pages of the book in his hands, filling it with all sorts of knowledge that was presumably from Robin’s brain, whether she could remember it consciously or not. He nearly dropped the book in shock; what the fuck was going on?!

“Nika above and below…!” He watched as Robin turned back around with tears in her eyes. “How did you do this?!”

“It’s because we are sharing this dream,” she stated. “We currently are capable of exchanging knowledge through it, but only if we are aware of what’s being passed between us.”

“That’s the stuff of sci-fi novels,” he said, putting the book down on the table. Something ached in the back of his head… huh…?

“Novels certainly, but also thanks to whomever attacked you in that port marketplace in the New World,” she replied. Robin looked so much calmer now, though now it meant she was more sad than anything. “Your crew found you with a parasite attached to your face. By the time we figured out what was going on, it had grown to the point it could take my brain as well as yours so that I could help you figure out how to defeat it from the inside. In order to reconcile both our thought processes, it had to fuse our dreams into a single dreamscape, hence the knowledge-sharing.”

“…and what is going on…?”

“Jean Bart says that the parasite is made by a Devil Fruit normally in possession of someone in the employ of the Celestial Dragons.” She watched as his face scrunched up—Jean Bart…? “I knew it had to be me to come get you, no one else.”

Law swallowed hard. “Wh-why is that…?”

“…because…” It was Robin’s turn to hesitate, her cheeks flushing with blush. “They think it’s because I used to infiltrate crews for my own survival, but in reality…”

The pause was deafening.

“…it was because you told me you loved me, back in Wano, after we had sex on the Thousand Sunny before departing.” She seemed to not believe what she was saying either, despite the fact her words held all their normal amounts of conviction for this frank of a conversation. “It was gentle and sweet and it almost convinced me to go with you instead of Luffy. I don’t want what we have to end so soon… I’m as done with being left behind as you are.”

“Say that is the truth: how come you remember this and I can’t?”

“The parasite wants to limit your access to your real memories, or else you might fight back and damage it. Between Jean Bart’s first-hand experience and Chopper’s research, they agree that the best way to get rid of it and not harm you is to destroy it from the inside.”

“This sounds a little too fantastic,” Law tried to reason. Who ever heard of a Devil Fruit ability like that? What would the Celestial Dragons, of all people, want with it? Why would it want him? Only threads of it truly made sense and those threads started to unravel when he remembered where they were—Jean Bart was one of the charge nurses on his floor, with the closest he’d come to seeing a Celestial Dragon being on the other side of a large harbor years ago. “I think that maybe… we should talk about this… maybe over some tea… yeah, herbal tea…” He stepped into the kitchen space and busied his hands with the kettle, taking deep, shaky breaths until Robin slid an arm around him from the side and rested her chin on his shoulder.

“Herbal tea… a very Minkfolk response,” she stated. He froze, his stare remaining fixed on the kettle in his hands. She then began to trace her fingers over his chest in a very specific motion, mimicking something he knew he had never told her about. As she finished tracing the tattoo that wasn’t there, she leaned in and murmured in his ear, “I wonder what Cora-san would have said to seeing them.”

At that, Law dropped the kettle in the sink, metal clanging on metal.

Cora-san!

Shit!

He forgot Cora-san!

Everything suddenly began rushing back to Law at once. His head exploded in pain as what he had thought was the dream—the nightmare—all invaded his mind at once. He remembered fighting monsters in Wano, watching Doflamingo get the shit beat out of him in Dressrosa, stealing pirate hearts on a pirate island and using that as leverage against the World Government, traveling the Grand Line and the North Blue before that in a submarine ship staffed by his friends, scraping to survive with Bepo, Penguin, and Shachi…

…and he remembered Cora-san, who stank of cigarettes and cheap booze, hauling his ass all over the North to try to find a cure for his acute Amber Lead poisoning. The former Marine spy who went worse than native—he grew a fucking conscious at the sight of a sick child and abandoned his mission. Law had only been cured when he could carve the metal out of his body himself with his Devil Fruit, because no one else would help him…

…the only ones willing having already gone up in smoke if not down from bullets.

He cursed to himself, letting the Flevench words he’d clung to so desperately ring in his mind. Or did they flow over his lips? Law clutched his head as it felt like it was going to burst, stumbling out of Robin’s grasp. He could barely feel her grab at him to keep him steady as it truly sank in.

He was living in a lie.

He did not live with his parents and sister in his childhood home; they were long-dead. Killed by soldiers. Immolated. In fact, he had spent more time with his friends than he had with anyone from Flevance. So little about this life was based in what amounted to fuzzy memories, book-learned facts, and wishful thinking that it made him want to be sick. It felt like both forever and no time at all before he realized he was sitting on the couch with a glass of water in his hands.

“Drink.” It was Robin’s voice, far-off and gentle. He did as he was told and drank some of the water, his entire sense of self shaken to the core. Fingers gently carded through his hair as the glass was taken from him and he was eased down into something soft, warm, and comforting.

“Why does this feel so real…?” he whispered hoarsely. Were those his tears on his face, or…?

“What better way to keep a man with a bounty on-par with an Emperor of the Sea docile enough to kill?” She touched his face as a sob heaved in her chest, wracking him as well. He shifted so that he could put his arms around her as he hid in her bosom. Neither were going to admit they were crying, because what good would that do? “I almost lost you.”

Even worse… he almost lost himself. It sat in the pit of his stomach as he realized the implications, gnawing at him painfully as he did his best to not think—thinking was the Darkness that would consume him again if he let it. He couldn’t let himself succumb to it… not again… not as Robin had come to pull him out of his own head.

A church bell in the distance began to announce the time and both of them let everything go.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

It was morning by the time both Robin and Law were finally composed enough to think rationally. They were sitting at the dining table, both nursing a mug of coffee while picking at some fruit that had been in the fridge. Neither were hungry, but it was the mere act of eating that was comfortable and familiar even if it wasn’t real. It was still so difficult to let sink in that everything around them was only a mental construct—from the tears they had shed to the food they were eating—that it made Law extra-cautious.

“Okay, so how are we going to get out of here?” he asked. After the rough night that found them moving from the couch to the bed in various states of dress, he was only dressed in his jeans, while Robin was next to him in an old t-shirt emblazoned with Flevance’s med school’s logo and shorts. “There had to of been some clue Chopper and Jean Bart uncovered.”

“My guess is that there is something holding us here… something that is not supposed to exist acting as the anchor.”

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but that’s the entire country, along with everyone and everything in it.”

“I would think that it would have to be something personal,” Robin theorized. “If the parasite keeps its victims tethered to an alternate reality, then what better way to keep the charade going then by making the lynchpin something they cannot bear to lose?”

“Fuck, you don’t think…”

“Everything is conjecture at this point,” she clarified. “The good thing is that we’re not in any immediate danger since Chopper is taking care of us. Traditional threats involved with the parasite are minimal, being starvation and torture under the Celestial Dragons…”

“…but we’re still not safe,” Law surmised. “The crews could come under attack by powerful New World forces, we could take so long to escape that our bodies atrophy, we could never figure out what the anchor is and suffer a horrific fate within the dreamscape that could permanently damage our mental processes…”

“Well, the first thing I would do is figure out who ‘owns’ the dream and a potential list of fulfilled wishes this environment provides them.” She picked up a pad of paper and a pen. “You’re the one who was attacked first, so let’s operate under the assumption that the dreamscape’s anchor is yours. Now, what are the things around here that would be the toughest to let go?”

“You, for one,” he admitted. She smiled at him and he blushed; to be openly dating was something they only wished they could normally afford. “I also have my family, friends, a stable and fulfilling career, my homeland… there’s a lot here that’s at stake.”

“Then we should probably go with the conceit of this place while we try to get a better grasp on what it is about,” she suggested. Robin put the pen down and took another sip of coffee. “The engagement ring.”

“What about it?”

“How many people did you discuss it with?”

“M… my dad… Penguin and Shachi… Bepo…”

“Then I think we should act as though this is reality and we’re now engaged.” She had a hand sprout next to the jewelry box and passed it between a row of them before it reached Law. He took it and stared at the velvet covering as though it was not the thing that caused the shake-down of what he had been convinced was his entire life to that point. “It will at least give us an excuse to be together more often than what this reality expects.”

“Yeah.” He opened the box and took out the ring—it was a soft golden color, inset with a modest stone of amethyst flanked by two smaller precious opals whose colors danced in the early morning light. “This is going to be a bitch when I have to keep reminding myself it’s not real.”

“At least you know you won’t be alone in that sentiment.” Robin held out her hands and Law slid the ring on her right ring finger. “What is the custom in Flevance?”

“It moves to the left hand during the ceremony. Vaor’s cousin got married when I was eight and I saw it then.” She held her hand up and watched the stones catch the light. “What about Ohara?”

“Women on the right, men on the left; makes it so they touch when holding hands.”

“Mmm.” He sighed awkwardly, shaking his head. “Now that I know the truth, this feels so… empty.”

“Maybe, after everything’s calmed down a bit, we can consider what we would really do.”

Suddenly, the bell that was next to the door began to ring, the sound bright and loud against the otherwise quiet morning. It was accompanied by a faint noise, as though someone was knocking on the downstairs door. Law and Robin both went to the window, leaning out until they could see the door at street-level—Penguin was pounding his fist on the door and Shachi ringing the doorbell, while Bepo and Lami stood close by.

“We’re up, you idiots,” Law said, catching their attention. All four looked up at them, expressions becoming giddy. “Lami, why are they here?”

“That’s rude, Captain!” Bepo huffed. “We’re your best friends!”

“I have idiots,” he parried. They all began to boo him, giving him thumbs-down. “Alright, alright—let me get a shirt on.” The Goofball Quartet high-fived one another in celebration; there was no amount of coffee that was going to make this bearable. Law popped his head back into the flat and began to hunt around for a clean shirt; too many of his that were lying around smelled of serious funk, the least of which was already on Robin.

“At least they waited until morning,” she noted as she closed the window. Robin grabbed her robe and pulled it on, waiting until Law was negotiating a different t-shirt over his head before using her Devil Fruit ability to unlock and open both doors. Their visitors came barreling up the stairs, bursting into the flat with little regard to anything.

“What in the hell is going on?!” Lami asked the moment she passed over the threshold. “Vaor was being cagey all night after you left!”

“Didja do it, Cap?!” Penguin added. “C’mon—don’t be secretive about this!”

Law exhaled heavily and nudged Robin in the side. She took that as her cue and held up her right hand, showing off the ring. Law’s friends cheered and pumped their fists in celebration, while his sister let out a shrill squeal.

“Aaah! It’s about time!” She pulled them both into a hug that was so tight that Robin was honestly taken by surprise. “I knew that’s what was going on! Why didn’t you stay at the house so we could celebrate?!”

“It took me by surprise, is all,” Robin assured. That much was the truth, after all. “I’m sorry for running out; I didn’t mean to ruin your evening.”

“No—Vaor was the one who didn’t mention anything,” Lami pouted. “I wasn’t able to learn anything until I snuck out and met up with Law-nii’s friends.”

“We were headed over to your parents’ house to see if you were there visiting with your hand or what,” Shachi shrugged. Law shot him a sharp glare.

“Since you weren’t there, we decided to look here,” Penguin said in an attempt to save face. “It’s only natural.”

“Now you know, and if you excuse us, we have to get ready for work,” Law scowled. “I have consultations all day and you know what I’m like on Consultation Day.” The echoes of his friends cringed; fuck… he was right…

“…and Lami has a lecture to crash if I’m not mistaking the time,” Robin added. Lami indeed looked at a clock on the wall and hissed. “Better get going if any of you want to be on-time.”

The Goofball Quartet all raced out of the flat in a panic—there was too much for them to do yet before they had time to stand around and gossip! Law and Robin were left alone again, the former staring at the closed door with eyes that were not quite focused.

“It’s going to threaten to break me if I have to keep reminding myself that she’s been dead for sixteen years,” he said. She sighed and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“We’re engaged now,” she reminded him. “You can move in if that’ll make it easier.”

“N-no… I’ll just do what the dreamscape has been making me do: visiting. It makes more sense within,” he gestured at the entire flat with one hand, “everything. It’ll make the parasite less suspicious.”

“I’m sure it already realizes what’s going on,” she said, “so in the meantime, let’s just pretend that everything is as-normal. We’ll claim we’re getting married ‘next year’ to give ourselves a buffer and instead use that time to figure out what the anchor is so we can destroy it and get out of here.”

“I… don’t know if I’ll be able to do it,” Law said. He looked at Robin and felt a massive weight on his shoulders. She was in this mess because of him, and he was already asking too much. “If I can’t… will you…?”

“Of course,” she crooned. She held his face gently and pulled him into a kiss. “Anything to get you back where you belong.”

[zarkishere]

RDR2 RELATIONSHIP CHART!

free to use, just credit me if you do :) (also tag me if you use it for rdr2 oc's i'd love that hehe)

Young Jack ver ⤴️

Old Jack ver ⤵️

notes cuz i love overthinking shit :

EVERYONE except Micah, Sadie and Kieran have both little hair thingies

for Micah it's cuz....yknow. he's not really part. he's the rat. doesn't even have one of the two.

For Sadie and Kieran they have 1 since they are part of the gang, they just happened to join later

I changed some people's design a little bit but it's minor changes that don't mean much just me fixing up stuff

Molly and Grimshaw's eye-makeup-thingies are the same (cuz yknow. Dutch.) Molly's hair doesn't naturally do the Little Hair Thing, she has to do it every morning, hence why it's...oddly curly (this time not because she's not part of the gang, but because she feels the need to have it. maybe Dutch will love her if she does. if she's like the rest.)

I decided to make older Jack have a few things from other characters who are theorized to be his dad (lol. i don't believe those theories just for the record, i think Jack is John's kid, i just like stirring the pot HJKASJKHASGASG)

Jenny is like that cuz we never see her apart from a drawing, so i thought i should make her all sketchy and silly

Mac is. a fucking square. we never see that mf.

Karen has 3 freckles instead of 3 cuz she's quirky and not like the other girls (no but fr)

i tried to keep it right side people who would agree most with Dutch after Dutch...? if that makes sense? so yknow Micah is first, then Bill, etc. from the left side is the people who agreed the most with Arthur/John...so Hosea, Charles, lenny, etc.

Arthur facing John, Hosea facing Dutch, Charles facing Micah is on purpose teehee (Kieran is also kinda facing Mary-Beth but you can call bullshit and i'll accept it)

Jack is the only boyo between the women cuz he stands with his momma

i thought Arthur and John's hat bonking was p funny

idk what else to say, i've probably forgoren a lot but idc so...

these designs are 100% not perfect but i am p satisfied with most overall, lemme know what you think!

also....

i don't have any fucking clue why person's eyes are the only ones like that please someone fix him whats wrong with him help get him eye contacts or something PLEASE--

[yerimacoustic]

𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 ♡ jun x reader

❝ 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙞'𝙢 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 ❞

summary : you find a sense of familiarity in your sworn rival, jun, while exchanging anonymous letters with a stranger .

content warnings : jun x female reader, regency era au, mostly inspired by you’ve got mail, slow burn, frenemies to lovers, more tags to come . teaser is 1.4k words, full fic tbd.

this is a teaser for a jun bug fic!! read full fic here i’m busy but i was so excited to get this out so i thought i’d post a little sneak peek. it’s probably history inaccurate bc idk shit i’m purely going off vibes

i’m trying to get a tag list going so lemme know if you want in!

the walk to the post office was not tedious by any means. not when the promise of a new response in the form of a handwritten letter prompted you to move quickly and lightly on your feet. it had become a weekly routine, early morning strolls to the post house, as well as an awfully great way to start the week. 

the postmaster, otherwise known as your childhood friend, jeonghan, stood completely still behind the main counter with his arms folded across his chest. there was a knowing, mischievous glint in his eyes as he watched you quietly shut the door; he had been expecting you. just like he expected you every monday morning. 

it wasn’t long before the brunette pulled a small envelope from the series of shelves behind him, gently dropping it onto the counter between the two of you. “here you go. your gentleman’s love letter awaits.”

“good day to you too, mr. yoon,” you teased him and grabbed the envelope, taking note of the familiar wax seal in the front. a neat scarlet red circle with a lion in the center- the familiar sight always managed to bring a smile to your face. 

“hopefully he gives you some more clues as to his identity this week?” he called out to you as he strode across the tiny shop in favor of sweeping the floor. a look of feigned disappointment washed over his features as the sound of the bristles scratching across the floor and the envelope ripping open filled in the silence. “...perhaps not.”

just as your lips parted, the door swung open to reveal jeonghan’s assistant, karina. from the moment her eyes were fixed on yours, a mischievous glint akin to jeonghan’s filled her irises. “i thought i might find you here today. what news from the mysterious suitor?”

you shook your head before gesturing towards jeonghan, “i haven’t had the opportunity to read it yet. someone’s made sure of that.”

the man laughed from across the room, “it was never my attempt to keep you from reading it. i only wish that the two of you would at least give each other some hints as to who you really are.”

karina nodded in understanding before turning her back in favor of hanging her overcoat upon the rack near the entrance. “i hate to level with jeonghan in this case, but i’m curious about this mystery man, as well. have the two of you ever discussed meeting in person?”

“no, not at all. we’ve agreed to stay anonymous,” you explained as your fingers curled around the envelope in an almost protective grip. force of habit. “we know the risks but.. it’s quite refreshing, having someone to talk to without any of the societal pressures.” 

before too long, jeonghan had finished tidying up and joined the two of you near the entrance. “i don’t understand. you both are clearly fond of each other..”

“who said anything about-”

“and you have a lot in common,” jeonghan mused, eyebrows raised. “in your next response, you should ask him something personal. ask him about his occupation.”

without skipping a beat, you shook your head in protest. “thank you for your unsolicited advice, jeonghan, but i know everything i need to know about this man. good day, my friends.”

you waved goodbye to the inseparable pair, stepping towards the small door. of course jeonghan, who always had to have the last word, called out to you before you could shut it completely, “except for his true identity!”

his words prompted your lips to twist into a smirk as you finally found the right opportunity to open the letter. as you unfolded the piece of parchment, your smirk slowly dissolved into a genuine smile, finding beautiful familiarity in the cursive penmanship. as you took cautious steps on the beaten path, you read the letter carefully:

‘this weekend i had the pleasure of accompanying my cousins as they vacationed in the countryside. they rent a small cottage near the ocean during the summertime and haven’t bothered to invite me until this year. i wish you could have seen it; it was perfectly quaint and tranquil. we spent all but the entirety of the seventy two hours walking along the beach and hunting for seashells. a bit of a juvenile hobby, i know.

i’m not sure where this inkling comes from, but something tells me you enjoy the oceanside. i bet you keep a collection of shells and pearls hidden somewhere in your home. or perhaps you proudly display them for your visitors to see. next time they permit me to join them near the beach again, remind me to fill this envelope with shells to add to your collection. 

i know summer is your favorite holiday, and with that being said, i hope you find enjoyment in the final days of the season. take a stroll along the gardens or picnic with some of your friends. 

take some time for yourself, my friend.’ 

–

jun waited three days for a reply, just as he did every week. he and his anonymous friend had fallen into a pattern of consistency, each of them sending a letter out to the other person once a week. even if he knew he could count on whoever this person was to send a timely response, his nerves got the best of him every time. the potential tone of the response occupied his thoughts at all times, keeping him up at night, keeping him from focusing intently on his work. 

this week it reached the point where he had to turn his chair around to face the window, hoping that the sight of the rolling hills and graying sky outside would clear his mind. summer seemed to come to an end as quickly as it had begun, the entire season passing by in the blink of an eye. he counted his blessings, realizing that he was indeed lucky to have at least one holiday during the season. even if it was at the very end.. 

a knock on the door pulled him out of his trance and he turned his chair back to rest in the proper position, tucked tightly under his desk. “come in,” he called out.

barely a minute had passed before jun’s personal assistant and lifelong friend, wonwoo, closed the door quietly behind him and strode towards his desk with an envelope in hand. “your mystery woman sends her compliments,” he mused, handing the letter to jun. 

jun’s eyes went wide. “you mean- you saw her??”

wonwoo shook his head, holding back an amused smirk as he watched the disappointment wash over jun’s features in real time. “no. my apologies.”

jun sighed, “just as well, i suppose. god only knows what chaos would unravel if anyone else in the household saw her.” 

wonwoo nodded stiffly, folding his hands behind his back. “right you are. maybe there is practicality in anonymity, after all.”

“still, i can’t help but wonder what she’s really like in person,” jun mused, leaning back in his large leather chair with his chin cupped between his thumb and index finger. “there are so many habits and manners of hers i don’t even know about. she could be.. much lovelier in person.”

the bespectacled man tilted his head, taking a completely different approach, “or she could be ill-favored and poorly mannered.” the quiet statement was enough to pull jun out of his daze, causing him to furrow his eyebrows in annoyance. “my apologies.” he repeated.

“there is no possible way someone who writes so beautifully is as ill favored as you say.” jun disregarded the man in front of him as he began to tear the seal off of the envelope, a silent command for wonwoo to leave him alone. conveniently enough, the door gently slammed shut once jun finally unfolded the small sheet of parchment. 

‘i am delighted to hear that you were able to enjoy the last remaining hours of the season with your family. the ocean sounds delightful. your suspicion of my enjoyment of seashells and pearls is a fair assumption, although, i gave up collecting a long time ago. hopefully you invest more stock in your collections than i did.

i’m afraid that i have no plans to take my leave before autumn begins as i’ve been much too busy. i don’t mind keeping an occupied schedule; it takes my mind off things and prevents me from overthinking. especially when i get the pleasure of meeting several people from different walks of life on a daily basis.

i know i say this every week, but it is always a pleasure receiving your letters. sometimes i can’t believe that we met through an anonymous literary discussion group. i’ve received a handful of letters from other attendees, but allow me to say that the discussions are utterly mundane compared to our conversations. it feels like i write to a friend i’ve known for years.

i eagerly await your reply, dear friend. 

[chrissdollie]

♡ ⸝⸝ BACK IN THE DOLLHOUSE, 2k / off hiatus event　🎀

what is this event? ♡

hii! i havent written anything in over a month due to working on my other acc and personal affairs. however, this is me coming back, ready to write more than ever! its going to be a little difficult juggling two different accs at the same time but i dont mind ! anyways ehehehe in advance, thank u so much for 2k !!!!

you can send in any request (still respecting my rules ofc !) and ill write for it ! this is the masterlist and ill tag my usual list for each post. please don't rush me for any of these, the event hasn't even offically started and i've already gotten like 5 reqs LMAOO please be patient <3

everything you see is up to date ♡

yummy, huh?

🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: Could you pls write something about chris with a gf who has an oral fixation which can get rly bad when she’s anxious leading to her biting on her nails or lips too much to the point of bleeding and chris being the best bf he is lets her suck on his fingers for stres relief and maybe even his dick 🎀

eclipse chapter three

🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: (shh technically this isnt a request request but it still counts hehe)

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: can you please do a rapper!chris and singer!reader where they are about to perform together and reader is really nervous but chris comforts her and is really sweet on stage? i hope this is specific enough<3

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: Basically a part 2 to the singer!reader x rapper!chris headcannons because that was SO good lemme know if thats not specific. Also maybe one where the reader goes out of the country for a tour and shes gone for a while and then she gets back. Another one that is like some of both of their songs and what they are about (idk) Maybe a smut where during one of her shows, reader gets down and dirty with her dancing and then chris gets a little jealous and punishes (dom!rapper!chris)

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: rapper Chris catching singer reader watching edits of him while she’s getting her makeup and hair done for tour 🤭

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: RANDOM THINGS THAT SINGER READER DOES THAT DRIVES CHRIS INSANE AND VICE VERSA

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: RANDOM THINGS THAT SINGER READER DOES THAT DRIVES CHRIS INSANE AND VICE VERSA

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: HEADCANON OF CHRIS IN DIFFERENT POSITIONS??? please and thank yew😊

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: rapper!chris gets physical at a show because some guy was being a perv to singer!reader

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: hi queen! can you please make a Chris x Plus!sized reader fic where fans are sending hate to the reader bc of her looks/weight and Chris goes off on them and comforts reader? can you tell that I'm craving resolved angst rn ANYWAY ILYYYYY AND THE NEW SMUT U DROPPED WAS AMAZING AHHH

i'm a good girl, officer

🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: cop!chris where he pulls reader over and idk what to happen next or if it should be smut or fluff

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🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: spider!man chris headcanons where he cares for reader and stuff he does

peek-a-boo

🐈₊˚ ⊹　requested by: anon :: this one is so random but could you do one where reader likes the dark so she never turns on lights in her house and prefers natural light from the big windows in her house and so chris fucks her in the dark because she likes the dark so much

[brogatory]

Dear Mr Strider ,

Im very sorry to hear of your [nessasary] yet unfortunate death! And im sorry your struggling to adjust to the afterlife. Ive heard dream bubbles can be tricky, especially for the uninitiated.

If you happen to be taking questions, I have a few. Only if your up for them of course. I understand death is stressful.

I was wondering if you ever reached any aspects of the game while you were alive? The medium, your own potential powers? Or if you ever felt any special connection to time, like your Beta counterpart.

Speaking of which, have you ever met any other daves?

Also, this may be presumptuous of me, but maybe try speaking to Beta!Dirk about my little pony? I remember it was something Alpha!Dirk enjoyed. Hopefully you could forge mild tolerance of eachother with this?

Anyway I apologize for speaking so long, curiosity tends to get the better of me!

Best wishes,

ChthonianConversationalist

Damn lemme try my best to answer these

[You should read the tags.]

Dear Mr Strider , Im very sorry to hear of your [nessasary] yet unfortunate death! And im sorry your struggling to adjust to the afterlife. Ive heard dream bubbles can be tricky, especially for the uninitiated. If you happen to be taking questions, I have a few. Only if your up for them of course. I understand death is stressful.

Oh god youre adorable

I dont know what dreambubbles are but thanks; death has been... okay so far. I actually really appreciate yalls questions; gives me somethin to fuckin do round here even if youre all nosy lil bird bastards

I was wondering if you ever reached any aspects of the game while you were alive? The medium, your own potential powers? Or if you ever felt any special connection to time, like your Beta counterpart. Speaking of which, have you ever met any other daves?

Ive never met another dave nah. Unfortunately (Lord knows id dote on the lil guy)

As for... powers... Idk much about the medium

I know mostly what Ro could tell me

Growing up I always knew the exact time, i guess; Down to the second, yknow? Pissed my foster families off something fierce; could never fuckin answer "What time is it?" or "How long?" without being a smartass about it. Literally could not help it.

And...

Well...

[You see him pause.]

I guess i can talk about it... It's hella long though

I used to be able to rewind time. Not very far. When i was little i could only go a few minutes

But i got better at it once i realized what i could do cause i started trying

I could go back a day by 18. Or two, if i tried hard enough (and was fine with bleeding for a while from wherever the universe decided i should bleed from)

But...

I lived to be 37

For a lot of those years i held a lot of bottled up shit close to my heart n that translated to using my powers irresponsibly for even the smallest shit

Theres a reason i think this is a punishment

I don't like talking about it

...

Anyway

Rose actually found me that way; me reversin time all the time gave her wicked headaches from all the way on the east coast, so she meandered her rich goth ass over to Texas

Unfortunately it didnt stop me from usin my powers; she just got used to it, cause bein close to me made it less painful for her

Coincidentally every time she got a vision Id go fuckin blind and it lessened when she was nearby (Actually straight up ruined my vision; My shades are prescription lenses put into the Stiller Frames)

Kinda like when you get up too fast yk

I also get feelings when things happen in other timelines that feel important; Think thats the role of "Guardian" in me plus the time shit; Like i felt that big ol green bastard start existing, felt the fuckin Green Sun start existing

But lemme tell you feelin The Scratch happen was wild cause it already happened to make my dumb ass exist

But it was currently happening and also has not happened yet right now

Makes my head hurt thinkin about it

Also, this may be presumptuous of me, but maybe try speaking to Beta!Dirk about my little pony? I remember it was something Alpha!Dirk enjoyed. Hopefully you could forge mild tolerance of eachother with this?

[=>]

[soul-eclectic]

Have you already shared your alonzostrap headcanons? Also do you have any fic recs with them?

i have not !!! lemme run through em rq ehehe

there will be a LOOTTT under the cut....so for everyones sake, here is this small doodle of them:D feel free to scroll past if you dont wanna read my rambling

i think that alonzo is a very heavy sleeper, and munkustrap is NOT. i feel like alonzo would toss and turn and snore real loud, and munkustrap is just curled into a ball snoozing quietly... when he wakes up, which is earlier than it should be, the only thing keeping him from getting up is alonzos dead weight. alonzo would totally sleep for 12 hours at a time, and munk would only get a solid 6 lolll ((it was also SUCH a learning curve for him to tune out alonzos snoring))

alonzo, whos usually always showing off or restraining his emotions to seem Cool, really allows himself to let all of that go with munk! he is very comfortable putting his bravado away for a time. he knows that munk doesnt see him as someone who needs protection, which makes him feel more sincerely confident:) one of alonzos words is "uncertain" so i play into that a loott for them

meanwhile, munkustrap feels very protected with lonz...i wouldnt say he sees him just as a shoulder to lean on, but where alonzo was a street cat who Knows His Stuff, munk kind of lets the reigns go. he does NOT usually like being taken care of by any means but he is comfortable letting alonzo do so! he still struggles to communicate his needs though, i think. the only reason alonzo can usually tell is just because being near eachother is second nature

though i think when they met, alonzo disliked munkustrap just as much as he disliked every other stranger cat he met on the streets. he could tolerate him being around, but he didnt really have friends so he was under the assumption that munk would tire of alonzos one word responses eventually, and leave. also, alonzo was and still is very much the "i dont need help" type lol

meanwhile munkustrap was absolutely ecstatic to find another cat his age that he didnt already know!! he reeeaally wanted to get to know alonzo, and maybe show him the junkyard one day for fun. sooo imagine munks suprise when alonzo shows up to the junkyard one day after a bad run in with macavity

he offers alonzo his own sort of guest den, but is even MORE shocked when alonzo asks to stay with him in his den.!!!!

long story short....they were roommates....unfortunately nothing happened for a very long time because alonzo didnt think munk liked him like that, and vise versa. it happened veeerry slowly, with more touchiness and words of affection...i think they had a "what are we" phase

uuuhhh heres a thing. first 2 panels are earlier in the timeline if it wasnt obvious by munks collarlessness !!! also gus. hiii gus

my fic recs...hmmm...im gonna have to go with

- Did It Hurt when You Fell From Heaven? by OnTheFritz

- Moments of Happiness by OnTheFritz (again)

- Sick Days by OnTheFritz (sorryy, they made a lottt of the alonzostrap stuff on the tag)

- A Pattern of Timeless Moments by Immasari

i cannot find my most favorite one for some reason...this is so sad idk where it went

[activesplooger]

Progress Update on some WIPS! + teasers! :) | Doe!Reader x Alastor SMUT | Help Me: Part 3 Vox x Assistant!Reader | His New Obsession: Reader x Yandere!Vox

a few days ago i posted a screenshot of some WIPS, and i thought I’d give a progress update! + teasers! i promise im working on everything guys i just want everything to be quality :) ive also been quite busy so, yeah!

Doe!Reader x Alastor SMUT 1/2 DONE

About halfway done! Maybe a lil less than halfway? So far I’ve gotten a lot of the exposition out of the way and im starting to get onto the dirty little smutty part ;) its taking awhile bc ive been busy ALSOO smut is hard asf to write and writing deer themed smut is even harder! lmao guys the amount of deer mating season research ive done is crazy im definitely on some type of watch list now bc of my weird search history lol. I’ve gotten a lot done though! Should be out soon, I’ll let you guys know when itll be out when I get more of it done! A teaser is on my page if u wanna see it!

Help Me: Part 3 Vox x Assistant!Reader

i dont rlly have an exact fraction amount for how much is done lol. i promise i didnt forget about it guys 🙏 i have the whole story pretty much planned out! all the scenes and stuff i want to include (+ the ending duh) are all written down! perchance ill do a bigger teaser tmrw idk sometime this wknd maybeee. I have all the scenes planned out and ik how the whole story is gonna go i just have to articulate it into words and spice it up! :) stay tuned!!

teaser!:

“The Vee's empire grew exponentially and are now the three top overlords in hell. You still worked for Vox, however, your job description changed over the next few years. A lot changed over the next few years…. You went from being introduced as “This is Y/N, my friend and assistant!” to “This is an employee of mine, she won’t be a bother.”.”

this whole paragraph is subject to change, i wouldve done a bigger teaser but im just so unsure about the other paragraphs i might literally delete it all and redo them and i dont wanna edge u guys like that lol.

His New Obsession: Reader x Yandere!Vox

OK THIS ONES SO RANDOM BUT LEMME COOK LMAO. this one has SO MUCH BUT ITS NOT EVEN CLOSE LOL. its gonna be like pretty smutty i think like toxic sweater electrocute my fukin pussy type smut. its gonna be a big one bc im trying not to make it into different parts but that might change. its gonna be a fat minute till it comes out im just chipping away at it every once in awhile 4 fun! :))

teaser!:

“Yes, dear,” Vox gestures to Papermint standing idly in a corner, “This one over here will also be my assistant. You’ll handle the more personal needs of mine while Papermint handles more business related needs.”

“I see…”

Vox, completely entranced by you, puts your resume down and extends a hand out to you across the desk, “Well, that’s all I really need! Congratulations! You got the job!”. Winning sound effects could be heard from Vox’s speakers as he congratulates you.

“Oh! I-Is that it..? No questions..?”

“Nope, I’ve seen enough- Actually, what size are you?”

“Uh… Why?”

“For your uniform, of course!”

(this is also subject to change btw! im slowly doing it its just kind of a fun lil random thing i like to do when i need a break or just feel like it)

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stay tuned folks! if u wanna be tagged for any of these lmk in the replies!

[angrylittlebimbo]

Moon Knight System x Bimbo Reader

this is an expirement strictly for idk why, but there arent any Bimbo reader for under the moon knight tag and it upsets me. The reader will have female body parts and feminine basically everything because this is actually my first writing and i have never written before so writing femininely will be all i can do atm.

Reader was in her closet throwing clothes everywhere and waiting for her boyfriends to get home. She pouted when she couldn't find anything to wear in her thousands of clothes, all in different shades of pink. When Reader heard the door unlock she ran to greet her boyfriends with a big smile one thing about her she always knew who was fronting. Currently fronting was Steven and he looked tired barely noticing her"Steven!! Hi Steven!!"She happily and quite loudly said as she jumped on him. He caught her of course and seemed a little less tired"Hi, love..."He softly spoke to her and offered her a small smile.

Steven let her kiss all over his face know that she definitely left lipgloss all over his face, he could feel it. He put her down and she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed letting him sit down and she went back to the closet. She continued to throw clothes out"Lemme tell you about my day babe!"She said and finally found a cute outfit"You are like..totally a good luck charm!"She happily said"So first i woke up and fed Gus! then i fed myself and then i came to the closet and looked for an outfit! then you came home." She explained and started to undress to put on the outfit, Steven blushed and closed his eyes"You've seen me like this many times!"She pouted and crossed her arms. Steven moved his hands, only it was no longer Steven, but Jake"Hi Jake!"She jumped on him happy to see him"Mi vida, what are you doing barely clothed"He asked, signature smirk on his face as he ran his hands over her curves slowly.

She giggled a bit and wrapped her arms around his neck"Well i was just about to get dressed y'know, but then i got totally distracted!"She said and got off of him to put on her skirt that she should definitely not bend over or crouch in. She put on her tank top that had the word Milf across it, she didnt know what the word meant, but she loves the shirt anyways. Reader smiled at Jake and did a little spin for him"Do you like my outfit?"She asked and faced him again"Podrías usar una bolsa de basura y todavía querría estar entre tus piernas princesa(1)"He responded and she stood there confused"Uhm...Okay?" He chuckled to himself"Marc wants to speak to you about that skirt princesa."He said and Reader pouted crossing her arms"No!"She said as Marc fronted"That skirt barely covers your ass!"He scoled and she pouted and whined"I dont care! Im cute!"She protested"Everyone wants to see my ass!!" She said to him.

Marc crossed his arms"And thats the problem! You are amazing, but we dont want other guys staring at your ass or your tits cause they belong to us"She stomped her foot"I dont care! I wear what i want to you meanie!"She crossed her arms and walked away to the kitchen with Marc following her. Marc frowned and held her waist"You dont understand cause you dont see the world for how it really is"He played with her hair(if you have some)and ran his hand along her curves much like Jake does. Jake fronted"Marc is trying to say you are too pretty for the world"

"Tell her that her ass looks nice in the skirt"

Marc said from the headspace and Jake relayed the message by stepping away from her and smacking her ass"Marc wanted me to do that"He said, half truth, half lie. She made a small noise after he did that"That hurt!"She pouted and faced him, all he did was shrug as Steven forced his way to the front"I absolutley love the way you dress! Its truly creative and your body does look amazing, but we promise your personality brought us to you."He said and opened his arms for her"Oh Steven!! You have such a way with words!"She happily said and jumped into his arms much like she did when they first arrived.

translations:

(1)Podrías usar una bolsa de basura y todavía querría estar entre tus piernas princesa-You could wear a trash bag and i would still wanna be between your legs princess

[fedoraspooky]

In light of tumblr shooting itself in the foot, I've been thinking about what I should do with my art from now on. Obviously, deleting my old posts off here isn't gonna do shit, it's essentially locking my door after my house got emptied out by burglars. Especially with my old rp account I no longer can log into, they're just gonna steal and sell my old art that I posted there and I can't even flip a questionably-affective toggle about it.

Thing is, I dunno how many people are gonna actually leave. I'm not even sure I will, since I have a lot of friends here... And after so many shitty updates a lot of people are just hanging on out of spite at this point.

That said, I'm considering that for art posts and stuff, maybe I'll post them elsewhere and just link to them here so they're not on tumblr's servers? Idk... Tumblr tends to kill the visibility of links but I'm not really sure what else I can do.

Also, there's the question of where to actually post new stuff. Bluesky seems the most active but I dont know if old posts cut off after a certain amount of posts like twitter does, in which case that would not be a good archive in the long run. xnx

Cohost is functionally pretty close to tumblr, but ngl it seems super isolated on there bc of its commitment to not showing any likes on your posts. I get that its to combat the social media numbers game, but the downside is that it looks like nobody's even seen your work. If people like something of yours there's no way outside of notifs to see it, so scrolling down on your page and seeing only zeros after zeros of comments on stuff (comments are the only visible number), it's easy to feel like you're just posting into a void.

Pillowfort is pretty good, and they just added tag blocking and the ability to queue/schedule posts. Still kinda quiet and invite only, but if you sign up for the invite queue you can get one pretty fast. Also i probaby have a ton of invites sitting around if anyone wants one. I wish it had an app, but mobile web version works well enough I guess, and I'm already used to doing that with sheezy and newgrounds, so I just have those open in mobile tabs together.

Speaking of, Newgrounds has been pretty good, but due to the nature of the portal system and stuff you're more encouraged to post only your better-looking stuff there. You CAN post doodles if you want, but only outside of the portal, which limits their visibility. Kinda like dA's scraps system I guess.

Sheezy looks super promising customization-wise so I'm thinking of posting there more when it opens up to more peeps.

Toyhouse also looks really good for OC and story things too, and also has a good degree of customization.

There's probs options I haven't even thought about, but its good to know there ARE options. I may post in several of those places for now and see how it goes. Test the waters a bit.

If you're thinking of moving your art elsewhere lemme know where, I'm curious to see where people are going :o

Especially you moots, i need to refind my pals in these other places!

[rose022]

hi~ im rose! (among other names lol, ask for them or find them) welcome to my intro!

- dont feel bad about blocking or unfollowing me, just wanna say this. i may make posts abt being confused when i see people leave but curate ur own experience, be happy

- you can call me whatever you want idc, just lemme know. like genuinely any nickname. i do have others tbh but ehh

- yeah yeah im an adult so dont block me if i like ur post and u say mdni ight? also for any minors if that makes u uncomfortable u can leave. if i post some here, its likely jokes in some form. both nsfw and suggestive are tagged just like that

- pronouns are whatever is funniest in the moment. or just use your own. neos are ok

- asks and dms always open for anything. i won't really reach out first but i promise you can always talk to me about anything. if you don't have anyone else or just want to talk about a particular thing or want to vent, etc. like genuinely pretty please talk to me about your interests i will gladly listen!!! <3

- also you can always tag me in anything!! i love tag games (i may take a bit) and if theres anything you think id like or reminds you of me id love to see it!!

- don't really have a dni but like i will block you if you're a bigot. im a fag and autistic if you don't like that go away idc. also if you are pro cop or military stuff fuck off

- i post about whatever i want all the time. you may follow for one thing, but there is no consistency here other than what i like. i have too many things i like

- i am not mentally well. there will be vent posts that are on main sometimes. i tend to post them on my vent if theyre particularly bad but there will be some here. you never have to reply, i will be okay eventually.

- if we're mutuals please tag stuff with cw rose for anything with touya or akito being shipped with anyone else or TBHK nene and tsukasa as a ship, self harm images, stuff about spiders (or any bugs kinda) mostly pictures of them or them on someone (bees moths and butterflies exempt), needles if theyre detailed not cartoony, real life gore of animals or humans (not sfx or art just real stuff), sa, stuff about veins, and please use tone tags but mostly just for joking or sarcasm as i tend to assume everything is serious.

- MUTUALS PLEASE TELL ME STUFF TO TAG FOR YOU!!! i do my best to read carrds and intros and stuff but i might forget please remind me please. gore and sexual stuff will get tagged as gore and nsfw but it's mostly explicit stuff. things are tagged as what it is, not with cw or tw.

- !!current things i tag are homestuck, eye strain, saiouma, bsd, religion (marlo dont look), elie shoo (csm saiouma gore), suggestive (anything relating to anything nsfw like jokes or anything else), adrien no look (alcohol, crickets, girl interrupted, hospital innuendos clowns, child death, natural disasters), deco 27, emetophobia

- tags

#rose rambles - my posts

#rose tagged ramblings - i made a separate one for when i talk a lot in tags

#rose art - quite simply rose's art

#rose ocs - the sillies from my brain

#ask rose! - asks

#rose pics - look i don't get creative with naming these i think you can tell

#rose cosplay - ^^^ yeah

#helpful - things that could be helpful to anyone

#save - similar to above but more so personal things

#important - maybe not technically helpful but i think people should see

#favs - self explanatory, i believe

#sillies - similar to above but not really

#luv - mutual appreciation mostly

#heart! - things made by mutuals!

#liebe - things made for me!

#mecore - woah thats so me frfr

#rose writing - idk man take a guess

#für das rose - submissions aka post limit

#favfavs - fav art or fandom things

#wm - reminds me of ocs

(i wanna like fix all my posts to have tags but i reblog so much and itll take me a million years to get back to the start of my account atp. maybe one day.)

- commission info

art:

writing: $2 per 100 words (?)

i also take requests for these!! or other stuff but like it will almost definitely take me a bajillion years to finish so if you wanna make sure i do something, gimme money. but u dont gotta its ok ily anyways

i have a k-fi rose226 and dm for p-ypal

- sideblogs

@nightcord-luka-official

@luka-spotted most active

@daily-akiyama-mizuki hiatus!

@daily-asahina-mafuyu hiatus!

@kokomi-sangonomiya-official

@mafuyu-asahina-official

@wansho-luka-official

@junior-high-enanan-official

@fischl-official

@rosemusictime lol no followers

@oz-the-bird-official (to translate my Fischl)

@ako-udagawa-official this and above in progress (there will be no progress i died)

@daily-purple-character send reqs

@rose-poll-account

@aoi-shirosaki-official pjsk oc rp blog

@hikari-itsuki-official ^

@yuki-jigoku-official ^

@kei-makura-official ^

@roseswonderland things i make

@yuki-spotted

@niigo-va-updates

@engelgram oc gram, to hold the name

(i may remove u as a follower depending on if i trust you enough for these next few but if we're mutuals ur pretty much safe)

@moonlit-thoughts22 vent

@selfless-lvr selfship/kin

@softrosebud agere

@shhh-its-rose moots only ig. random idk

@eros-engel fuck it. nsfw blog.

(guys i think I have too many sideblogs help)

im not active on many other social media but if we're mutuals you can ask for like anything and ill probably have an account. somehow im most active here tho (and in one discord server but u guys cant join)

[riorsonxaden]

New follower here! Can we pretty please get some of you ruhnlidia fic links? For some reason tumblr won't lemme search for 😅 Thanksiess

HI! Thanks for the follow babes! I do have some recs for you. I will state to be aware of tags/TW in author's notes. As this is Ruhnlidia we are talking about and Lidia has a "rough relationship" with Pollux some of these fics contain that. Keep that in mind. I haven't read much fic lately since I kinda feel guilty not writing my own stuff lol so idk if there's other stuff on Tumblr. All my the fics I've read have been on ao3.

You can't go wrong with any fic by Hlizr50. Every single one is amazing and majority of the fics on ao3 are written by them. (Ruhnlidia only has 3 pages sobs. We need to fix that tbh)

Recs under the keep reading

The Fuck You Games - I dont remember the author for this it's now an Orphan account. It's a modern au, enemies to lovers, tons of banter. It is THE Ruhnlidia fic for me. Complete.

The Outlaws of Valbara by HeadCanonHeadCase (another writer who you should check all their works). It's a Robin Hood au literally all you need to know lmao. and I, a big Robin Hood devoured this. Complete.

Always Fight (For Love) by Shadowisles - Kinda a college au. Basically a take on what if Ruhn just happened upon the crystal and talked to Day. It's pretty good! It is incomplete so keep that in mind.

Redemption lies plainly in truth by Laequiem - Smut. juuust Smut with a little bit of torture on the side. complete

Day and Night by RausieStone - if you looove Hurt and comfort this is the fic for you. However, it is incomplete.

Don't Hold Back by Impossiblepeachpaper - smut. filthy filthy smut. complete.

Between Dusk and Dawn by Kaxotie - more smut but when is that a bad thing lmao. complete

Out of Time by RufousMacska - Really good oneshot about Lidia torturing Ruhn.....or does she? Anyway it's a good one shot.

Happy reading Nonnie!

[monstrouslyobsessed]

…tumblr can you go and soak yourself in a burning pit of hot sauce…i never even got notifs of any of the older asks i got…

so very sorry if you've been waiting for like two months on my answers;;; and here i was wondering how dead my inbox was last month…rude, tumblr, very rude. all the asks are under the cut!

just a quick note, to the super sweet asker who send in two very long asks v recently, ima answer them separately after this one, if thats okay!! &lt;3

tw / tags: dirty confession, monster fucking, breeding mentions, implied noncon, brief pregnancy mentions, long post, beastfolk / beastfolks characters mentioned: lady hyena, the lioness, conservative lion, papa bull, duke, cerelos, father fox, velarius

I love Daddy Bull and Duke, (along with so many other of your works!), do you have any plans on doing a confrontation between the two bulls and the reader? My thirst is dryer than the Sahara for these two bulls. I need more content. I’m a desperate whore… 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。 —anonymous

hm i'm STILL chewing on how this saga should go tbf because it really could go any way!!! i might just bite the bullet and write au's of papa bull and duke saga, even if i feel a little weird making varying storyline au's of my characters.

it was just supposed to be a bull daddy enjoying his little human, how did duke end up there lol

I know everyone is dying over Baldur’s gate rn but have you heard of Lustful Desires on itch.io? I just got into it and I’m dying to talk about it. They literally let you have a poly relationship with 3 different werewolves it’s so good —@flameshadowwolf

i've never heard of it! ima have to check it out now, thanks for the rec &lt;3

Sorry if you consider this a request, but I'm very interested about your OC's yandere MBTI types (from @ddarker-dreams), so if you feel like it, can you identify them in this system? —anonymous

i…ah, am kinda bad with these mbti things. idk if its because i'm older than most writers i know (hi lock my love!! hope you're doing fantastic!), but i guess i can make my best attempt…? i'll just pick a few characters and list them for ya. if you want more specific characters or want me to make an official post with expanded explation, lmk and i'll make my best attempt

here's the link for anyone who are interested

lady hyena: reverent, delusional(?), manipulative (?), lenient, rdml the lioness: reverent, aware, honest, and strict(?), rahs conservative lion: cruel, aware, honest, and strict, cahs papa bull: reverent, delusional, honest, and strict(?), rdhs duke: cruel(?), delusional, manipulative, and strict, cdms father fox: reverent, aware, honest, and lenient(ish), rahl valerius: reverent, delusional(?), manipulative, and lenient, rdml

that's just a few! and they're all beastfolks since they're more fresh in my mind, aha. i tried my best hhh

Thirst chat thought: Have you ever thought that Cerelos could just find a way to tie up his wife underneath him as a cock sleeve, gag her, and just walk around a bit for the day doing royal duties and stuff? The man already has a equine skirt he wears, so he can easily hide everything underneath… (Also I’d happily give this man a dozen babies because I am a simp for him 💕) —anonymous

i think i touched upon that at one point! i wanna say he did that during a large meeting, maybe with his darling magically gagged? lemme see if i can find that post…

found it! its super brief but still

well, now i wanna write that…that's one more to my long to-do list, aha.

also you're valid

I am a simple man all I desire is your happiness. Tis all. I noticed you were feeling sad lately and I thought man next time I have extra money I'll kofi MO but recently I acquired a small fortune and I was happy to find a way to repay you for the time my friends and I giggle and go horny over your works Re-Reading your works is payment enough ….but if you wish to repay me I wouldn't mind maybe a dilf monster vampire (kinda like what you did for wolf pack? but Victorian times) or sequel to snake movie star or sequel/prequel dragon But I would rather you do what you are passionate about! Share your creations with the world! Rejoice in your delights! —anonymous

hi i love you and i swear i answered this before

i did the snek boi just for you <3 i hope you (and your friends!!) enjoyed it! he's a difficult boi to get through but i had fun writing him and his weird camera hobby

link: SMILE FOR THE CAMERA

Also increase your kofi goal —anonymous

im…okay. i didn't really have a goal target in mind so i hope thats sufficient??? sdfkdfj

Which of the beast folk are most likely to mate with humans? Like what about big cat beastfolk? —anonymous

it'd be fangedfolk, since they're canine (dogs) and are most attracted to the humans'…hm , simplicity and openness, i suppose you could say? and possibly treefolk (primates). i based my beastfolks' basic common grounds with irl animals, as canines are pack animals and dogs are more emotionally connected to us. as for primates, humans have evolutionary connections, similar social intelligence, and the shared abilities to solve problems and such.

that said, while fangedfolk are the most likely to have a human "companion", they are also most likely to have a poly pack with their human. whiskeredfolk (feline) are probably in the top-middle of that list, if we were to have a most-to-least likely ranking, with toothedfolk (rodents) due to their prey/nervous natures and seafolks (aquatic) on how dangerous/rare they are to communicate with, at the very bottom. the reason why i feel the whiskeredfolk being in the top-middle is that they can be fairly arrogant and being independent, but adores the complete attention their human can give them and how easily they are to manipulate.

that said, this is extremely generalized list, since the list is not really factoring in specific sub-groups under these categories, such as lions being social animals and are more likely to acquire a human lover, cheetahs more likely to need a service human pet to help with their anxieties, maned wolf being solitary type, etc. and other facets, like countries/areas, cultures, when/which eras, political affiliations, etc.

hope this answers your question, love!

Hello, I've been binging your Masterlist and I just want to say your OCS are exquisite —anonymous

i think you're exquisite as well, love! <3 thank you~

Are you eventually going to do more father fox content?? He's my favorite and I love him so much ♥️ —anonymous

ye! i have couple requests for more hcs for him~though they're all kinda pretty broad. if you have anything more specific for a hc request, hmu! i'd love to write a full piece of him someday too, since i think his quietly manipulative personality is fascinating to work with.

Daddy Bull and Duke content soon? I NEED these two fine beasts in my life!!! And can’t wait till the cute baby arrives!!! And hopefully many more…😋🥰 —anonymous

send in a request then~! preferably something a bit less broad, aha, but yes!

i especially would love to write a full story of those two someday, maybe as a book?

Hi hey sorry to bother you, hypothetically if I wanted to make an ai bot of one of your beastfolks, would that be alright? If not I totally understand, I just want to make sure! —anonymous

as long as there are proper credits included, go for it! just please be sure to link back to me if you do make one &lt;3

whewwww, i...really hope i didn't miss anyone. most of them were (or looked like) a request of some kind and two i wanted to put into their own posts for me to answer soon.

hope yall are doing wonderfully and are having at least a decent holiday season!! ima try and get something nice out by christmas so heres hoping!! just...gonna decide on which i wanna do...lol.

[cinnaminsvga]

Hi I'm the crackhead that's been spamming your notifs liking and reblogging until almost 5am

I love you and your brain and i mean that in the most awe inspired way a human can say that to another human. At this moment tonight you are my new van gogh i love you

Also i need to know if there's anymore lonely hearts club info we're getting??

When i say i cant sleep because i have to know all the details that i dont know

HI!!! it was very amusing to see your journey through my notifications ASHKDJASKD watching someone go thru tlhc for the first time is always a pleasure :') it's always super funny when you get to the angst drop and the sudden realization that "OH SHIT THIS IS GETTING REAL DAWG" happens HAHAH

thank you so much for enjoying tlhc so much (and reblogging the masterlist like thrice with your comments lol and also ur so right mitski's my love mine all mine deserves to go on the playlist... i should really update my tlhc playlist soon)

as for tlhc details... i guess you could sift through my tlhc ask tag (#textau) and read through them but other than that idk what else there is to say!! i did find my old tlhc planning doc and i guess here is some info that might be useful to you... mostly inspiration details for when i was writing tlhc at the time :D

(ps: i was really obsessed with midsummer night's dream + dead poet's society at the time and borrowed a lot of imagery/symbolism from them when writing tlhc :')

also this planning document is fragmented and really fucking long so i just screenshotted the only section that was comprehensible... sorry if this isnt what you were looking for HASJDKAS its been so long since ive written tlhc that i hardly remember what i might have forgotten to talk about!! lemme know if you have any questions and i'll try to answer!! i love tlhc and love talking about it so... yeah thank u again for your excitement over this silly little au ilysm)

[chaos0pikachu]

tagged by the lovely @smittenskitten

8 Shows To Get To Know Me:

fuck okay lemme break this down and y’all can’t fucking judge me for NOTHING

Glee

*fucking sigh* 

LOOK I’m not happy about this shit either but if we gotta be real I’ma be real and say yeah, I was a gleek (god saying that makes me wanna die, a piece of my soul shriveled fuck) when I was in high school it was a time okay I’m putting it on the list because glee was the reason I even logged on tumblr for the first time glee was one of those shows that was extremely formative to my fandom experience and fandom development during those late teen years. My original tumblr blog was dedicated to glee and eventually to manga/anime/comics and then I dipped for a bit and came back to tumblr blah blah blah glee was the start of my tumblr experience but also was the first time I ever actively engaged in a ship war (Which was STUPID i was so STUPID) like before I was a lurker but glee was the first show I openly participated in fandom 

and it’s a dumb show, it’s a bad show, it has some shining moments but lordly it was a mess and I was so invested in Britanna and Klaine at the beginning but by the end I was like they should NOT be together and honestly proud of myself for that it showed ~growth~ I also dropped the show idk mid-s4? Glee was the show that made me learn to drop things and not get caught up in sunk cost fallacy, if you’re not happy watching something, drop it. 

Inu-yasha

THIS FUCKING SHOW this show was my first taste of any fandom ever I was still in elementary school and honestly way to young to be watching this shit but my GOD did I eat this shit up like nom nom nom it was so good hit all the fantasy action points it basically created the template for what I like in media: romance, action, adventure, friendships, fantasy 

I can still hear that adult swim commercial for the series in my head, one of the original memes (also screw kikyo still can’t stand her ass)

Yugioh

LISTEN this is a comfort show I love it to pieces Yugioh the abridged series is a fucking masterpiece I’ve rewatched this show so many times b/c it’s just fucking fun it makes NO SENSE why are they all so serious about ~children’s card games~ why does no one go to school why does grandpa have a god damn stroke after losing one card game why does joey sound like that it’s hilarious the shadow realm gaslit an entire generation of children I love every second of it 

RUN BTS

uuuuuh, is this cheating? fuck it I don’t care, you can’t control my shit as they say idk I love BTS I love their run episodes when I want to relax, chill and not think and laugh for a bit I throw the tomato song one on lol the memes that come out of every episode are worth it for that alone

Kinnporsche 

okay here’s what y’all came here to see lmao Kinnporsche really grabbed my ass and slapped it like wtf I wasn’t expecting to get so invested in this show tbh b/c like I started watching BLs again but the ones I had watched from Thailand hadn’t GRABBED me they all ranged at the time from okay but wouldn’t watch again (Until We Meet Again, 1000 Stars) to boring-dropped it (Fish Upon a Sky, 2gether, Lovely Writer) the ones I had liked were mostly Korean and Taiwanese offerings (HiStory Trapped, Love is Science, We Best Love (seasons 1 AND 2 fight me), Be Loved: In House, You Make Me Dance, the one Korean assassin one). 

So like, I saw the trailer for KP and was like, oh that looks different and interesting from other Thai BL and then I saw it was canceled and was confuse. Then I saw it was un-cancelled and was MORE confused I was like is this show coming out or nah? But it was and I was like, sure why not? And I had just restarted using tumblr again and then the show started and the first episode HIT SO HARD and I was like “omg actual cinematography, actual camera framing, actual directing, actual locations, actual physical movement of the cast and the story, a larger story at play, COSTUMES” bitch I was hooked and I’m probably bias but KP is still the best conceptually executed Thai BL imo like sometimes I see posts about the cinematography of other Thai BL and it’s just pictures of two chars standing in a mid-lit room and I’m just like, god I’m a snobby ass bitch lemme leave lol 

KP isn’t perfect, there are issues with the plot at times, but like, there’s issues with the plot! Not the sound (rip LITA I still love you), or the lighting, or the editing, or the direction. The secondary cast actually feels like a cast rather than extras to fill out the cast or pad for time there’s like next to no filler in the show which is such a rarity (imo) for Thai BL. 

Love Between Devil and Fairy 

To me this show was peak fantasy epic romance I just love it to pieces, the costumes are to die for I wish America made more epic romances like this that really embrace fantasy, romance, and action one thing I really love about C-Dramas is they embrace romance with a certain sincerity that is missing from American dramas and I think it’s a shame 

I’m cheating that’s all I got in me I don’t watch a ton of TV shows and the ones I do I’m picky about so it’s hard to pick like a top anything lol but I think these ones describe me pretty well so

[bubblyhoney]

can i request a fic where sapnap takes the reader to his hometown? like the classic going to places he went to when he was younger. maybe playgrounds and ice cream shops idk

places i used to go

warnings: language of course, an allusion to virginap, my uneducated guess of what sapnap was like in highschool, tiny detail of long haired!sapnap, singular canon detail of underage drinking, jokish about marriage

tags: sapnap x gn!reader

words: 2191

A/N: you are a god, anon. i love comfy and nostalgic fics like these and it was so fun to write. if you hate it dont tell me but if you like it lemme know akskdjd

inbox/requests: open

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The wind whips fast on your bare fingers, cool and quick and raising goosebumps in its wake. You blink in the haze of the early sunset, head lolled to the side of the headrest. It feels good.

“That’s where I went to high school.” Sapnap interrupts your thoughts and points a finger at a collection of tall brick buildings down a side street. The silver of the lettering is dull, but you can still feel the nostalgia.

“And you’re about to see the park that me and my friends used to hang out at after work and—actually, nevermind.” His arm drops to the middle console and he looks straight ahead with slightly pinker cheeks.

“Do what?” You ask, voice all sweet, and a grin grows on your face. You turn towards him and wiggle your eyebrows.

“Nothing. Homework.” He avoids your eye contact and hikes his hand up higher on the steering wheel. “Anyways— Do you want to get some food before we head out? I know a great place.”

You two were just coming to a close on your little trip to visit his family; it was his step-mom’s birthday and you decided to make a week of it. It was your first long-term trip with Sapnap, and also your first time meeting his dad’s side of the family. You were proud to say she loved you. His little sister took a little more effort to talk to you of her own volition, but soon enough she was on your side.

You have a couple hours to kill before making your flight back home, so Sapnap has taken it upon himself to give you a quick tour of his hometown.

“Yeah,” you decide, bottom lip popped out. “Can we get ice cream after?”

“Uh, duh.” The Neighbourhood’s Stargazing starts through the speakers and he reaches to turn it down. “I’m so ready to get home and sleep.” He stretches his neck in his seat, letting out an uncharacteristically inappropriate grunt when his bones pop. You make a disgusted face, nose wrinkling, but stretch your own back, slumping down in the seat. The day had been full of packing up and this horrible hike his dad liked to do early in the mornings, so you two were pretty beat.

“Okay, we’re here,” he announces three sleepy minutes later in his best attempt at a whisper. Lifting your head off of the corner of your seat, you blink in the setting sunlight as a yawn splits your face. “You’re so cute.”

“Shut up,” you mumble, and struggle to get your seatbelt off in that post-nap haze. You’d barely been asleep for thirty seconds, damn it. The air is a swampy heat when you step out of the car onto rocky gravel and nearly twist your ankle climbing over the curb. Sapnap catches you by the lower back, trying to hide his laugh but failing miserably. You slide him a dirty look, smacking his shoulder as hard as you can manage while limping towards the front entrance.

The door jingles when you two breach the doorway, alerting a bored-looking hostess that the circus has arrived. She looks at Sapnap a second longer than she should, eyebrows screwed together in silent confusion. But she leads the two of you to a booth near a large window, handing you sticky menus and promptly fucking right off to the host station. She nearly runs.

“Do you know her?” You ask, inconspicuously hiding your face in the search for their 24/7 breakfast menu. You feel his eyes on you.

“Don’t think so.” He leans on one elbow and slides his phone out of his jeans’ pocket. In the 25 seconds it takes for you to find their french toast and sides menu, he has browsed and closed his phone with an animatedly shocked look on his face.

“What?” You give him a weird look and put down the menu.

“I totally went to homecoming with that girl.” He eyes the hostess. You glance over at her again, meeting her gaze, and offer a polite smile. She turns away quickly, eyes wide.

“She’s cute,” you say, voice high and fake, and he drums his fingers on the tabletop as an amused look makes its way onto his face.

“Are you—?”

“What?” You reply right back.

“Nothing.”

Thank God the server comes up to your table then and starts asking for drink orders, or else you’d have to admit (sheepishly) you were a tiny eensy-weensy bit annoyed. Only a tad. But after requesting a Dr. Pepper and a water the conversation surrounding the nervous-looking hostess dies.

“I’m so hungry I think I feel my stomach shrinking.” You flop your head onto your arm on the table top and make a whiny noise into the stack of napkins your server left at the table. Sapnap rubs his thumb into the side of your forearm, touch warm and nearly dissolving the pangs of hunger and jealousy.

“You weren’t hungry an hour ago.” He lifts your hand to his face and plants a kiss on the back of it. Oh, pulling out the big guns, huh? “I would have made you something.”

You tilt onto your chin, pouting, and stare up at his cute face. His cute, scruffy, perfectly-kissable face.

“I think I got hungry staring at you for half an hour.” A mischievous grin grows on your previously-petulant face and he just shakes his head.

“I do have that effect,” he admits with cockiness in his tone, lifting his eyebrows and leaning back into the booth with his lips pursed.

The server returns with two glasses and takes your food orders onto their little yellow notepad. You chug the water down when they leave for the kitchen, getting your lap and chin thoroughly wet in the process. Sapnap just snorts at you and shoves the napkins your way.

“So,” you start, patting dry your jeans. “tell me what you were like in high school.” You cross your arms and settle into the booth, smirk on your lips.

“What I was like?” He parrots, sipping at his soda, looking thoughtful. “Firstly, a virgin.” You make a noise. Duh. Dude had a buzz cut his junior year. (You’ve seen the pictures. His step-mom particularly likes them.) “Secondly, I was actually— well, I wasn’t popular, but I had a lot of friends. We were all semi-athletic lonely band kids but we had fun. Had one girlfriend senior year but she went to Cal Tech in the fall and I didn’t. I, um, worked at a Dairy Queen in the summers and gained so much weight I had to lose all over again for Unified Track.”

“Relatable,” you comment, drinking noisily at your water. He fiddles with the paper straw wrapper and crunches it up into a ball. It goes soaring into your drink with a quiet “Kobe” and you just give him a look. He smiles toothily right back at you. “Stop being cute, I’m trying to listen to your story.”

“Oh, my bad,” he mocks. “Anyways. That’s what I was like in highschool.” You fish the paper ball out of your water and flick it wetly at his arm. It sticks and you choke on a laugh, cheeks puffed.

Two plates of warm food are set down loudly onto the table and you thank the server with a surprised smile, Sapnap mirroring you.

Two minutes of wordless chewing passes, minds occupied just by “food, me eat” instead of anything related to your previous conversation. You realize that Sapnap is one of the loudest chewers ever, and he realizes that you fail to notice the streak of maple syrup in your hair.

“C’mere,” he mumbles through a mouthful of omelet and hash browns and beckons you with his hand. You lean closer, chewing slowly, as he pats a napkin at the strands of hair trapped in syrup.

“Thanks, baby.” You take the napkin from him and pause your assault of the warm french toast before you to clean the sticky sugar out of your hair. He just watches you, half of a smile on his lips.

You two finish your food in record time. It’s borderline vacuum-like. There’s a short grace period where you just sit like two lazy cats, slumped down in the booth and holding your full stomachs. But the check comes soon after, and you both pay your way and are out of the restaurant without any mad dashes for the bathroom. A miracle, really, because of the American-like amount of butter you both consume.

“I’m a much more functional person now,” you mutter into the cotton of his shoulder, swinging your hand in his. He just hums in agreement.

“I guess we’re not getting ice cream, then,” he teases, and you just groan in response.

“I don’t feel like having diarrhea on a plane, unfortunately.” You sigh heavily when you have to split and get into your respective sides of the rental car.

The entire trip (somewhat roundabout because of the amount of side quests to show you things from his childhood) to the airport Sapnap is a chatterbox. He’s like this when he has sugar: either bouncing off the walls with energy or talking your ear off.

“That’s where my dad proposed to my step-mom. I was kinda young but I remember being surprised at how big the ring was— dude broke the bank for her.” It’s a little gazebo you catch a glimpse of through the trees in a park. It probably was an incredibly picturesque moment, and you can sense how much she must have loved it. With just meeting them this weekend, you can already see how much love those two have for each other.

You hope people can see how much you love Sapnap.

“Oh my God, it’s still there.” He points out the side of your window to what looks like a Dairy Queen that has been through World War 3. “My buddy Eric and I once spilled a gallon of that liquid ice-cream-shit all over the men’s bathroom.”

You shoot him a horrified look. “Why was it in the bathroom?”

He just smirks.

“—And that’s my Uncle Ron’s house. Had my first beer there.”

“And last, hopefully,” you add, pulling a disgusted face. The two story bungalow is cute, and one of your favorite colors: olive green. “That shit is nasty.”

He just shrugs and continues down the side street.

“Is this the park you were talking about?”

He pulls into the gravelly parking lot of a small clearing of tall trees, a picnic table and campfire sat squat in the middle. But he doesn’t respond, just turning the car off and climbing out. He reaches the passenger door without speaking, and opens it for you. You climb carefully out, confused.

“Come on.” He takes your hand and starts for a small path to the left of the picnic table. The mid-sunset shade envelopes the both of you.

“I hope this isn’t where you kill me.”

“No,” he snorts. “I just wanted to show you something.”

It’s just a few moments of stumbling through the damp underbrush before you’re coming face to face with a small, mossy pond that sits right underneath an incredibly old willow tree. He stops right on the edge of the rocky path and turns toward you.

“This your make out spot?” You ask between a grin as he snakes an arm around your waist and tugs you flush to him. Your innocent smile fades when you feel the press of his lips to the side of your neck, light and ticklish. Oh.

“No,” he murmurs, and just breathes you in. “I came here once—the night before I graduated highschool. And I told myself when I really really loved someone I’d take them here with me.” He sways with you in his grasp, a gentle and song-less dance.

You grip his shoulder tighter in your hand and lean into him.

“That’s— awfully romantic, huh?” Your voice is quiet. Almost nervous. He just makes a noise of agreement.

“So here we are.” His voice is the opposite of yours, all strong and confident.

You two just move together for a moment. The sun breaks through the tree canopy, shining bright orange down onto the glassy surface of the pond. Crickets and frogs chirp back and forth as the willow vines swing in a cool evening breeze. You watch nature come alive around you, suddenly grateful for the man in your arms.

“Don’t propose,” you whisper, breaking the gentle tension. A laugh breaks the silence and he’s pulling away to look at you. Maybe in disbelief. A strand of hair falls into his eyes and you brush it away, fingers stilling on his temple and sliding down onto his cheek. Stubble scrapes against the skin of your palm and he stares at you through those meadow eyes.

You realize in that moment that he is exactly himself. Of course he is. He’s Sapnap, and everything that encompasses that. Dark and light and fiery and cool. He always has been, and always will be.

You realize you wouldn’t mind if he proposed.

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A/N: ask or send me some stuff!! requests, rants, anything. let me know what you think

[neocrush]

— the girl groups enhypen’s gfs are in !

genre: fluff (angst on jungwon’s part) + established relationship (eventually lol)

pairings: idol!enhypen x fem!idol!reader

note: idk how to title this pls i thought of it while showering

tagging: @jeminiepabo @strwberrydinosaur

you just finished performing and your members were in need of water bottles

you just finished performing and your members were in need of water bottles

you just finished performing and your members were in need of water bottles

but fucking mnet didn’t provide any inside of your dressing room??

but fucking mnet didn’t provide any inside of your dressing room??

but fucking mnet didn’t provide any inside of your dressing room??

so yves told you to ask for some from the artist in the dressing room next to yours

you knocked on the door without looking at the sign that showed who was in there

you asked for some water bottles and heeseung went “i’ll go get it!” and ran off to go get get them

jungwon just chuckled and went “hyung’s a really huge fan of your group, he kept on singing star on the way here”

you nodded at the younger one, impressed at the fact that you were popular among idols

the tall boy came back with a whole box full of water bottles

“there’s 12 of you here right now so i figured why not get a whole box” he chuckled nervously

you giggled and smiled at the nervous boy

“thank you heeseung-ssi, i’ll take this to my members” you took the box in your hands but was taken aback on how heavy it was

“don’t worry i’ll carry it for you”

long after that you started hanging out and boom you became his gf

you couldn’t resist the charms of lee heeseung

once it was revealed that you were a couple, orbits and engenes went INSANE (in a good way ofc)

“wait so y/n DOESNT hate men????”

�� jay - aespa

OMG OMG LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT THIS BBY

you both met at school after you both debuted

everyone was gossiping around about how you were in the same class with the enhas

so like... monster rookies class

usually idols aren’t seated together but the teacher seated you and jay next to each other

causing a bunch of “oooohhhs” from your classmates

there were times were you and the enhas would leave school early due to practice or schedules

and on the way to the school gate, jay would always spark up a conversation with you

you assumed he was just very friendly

long story short he had a massive crush on you

so a few months into your friendship (which the both of you were very open about with your fans), he confesses

you were like “WAIT SO IT WASNT ONE SIDED THE WHOLE TIME”

y’all were just really blind lol pls read between the lines

anyways on to ur lovely bf !!

he’s so bold and brave around you but so shy around your members and seniors

we all know how he really respects nct (along with other sm artists) bc he covered the 7th sense with sunghoon on iland

so one day you were like “oh btw i showed taeyong sunbae you and hoon’s t7s cover”

he was like 😟 to 😧 to 😯

got all shy and was like “oh what did he say..”

you don’t know why he was acting as if he didn’t body that whole performance ????

anyway you told him that taeyong said that he and hoon did really well and that he liked how jay did his part

hid his face on the crook of your neck

“baby we should come say hi to them next time you go to sm”

“NO i will make a fool out of myself”

speaks english and japanese with giselle a lot when he isn’t occupied with you

sometimes you’d even have to ask nct’s shotaro to translate

your seniors (especially exo’s kai) adore him so so much pls protect the boy at all costs

★ jake - everglow

he was an active viewer of produce 48 and (like me) was really attached to the yuehua trainees

especially you

so when you got eliminated just before the last episode, he was devastated to say the least

he awaited your debut and when the time came he supported everglow !!!!

LOVED BON BON CHOCOLAT SO MUCH

does the killing part choreo in his room when no one’s watching lol

dies everytime you do the little “everglow” in songs

right so when he debuted in enha, he looked forward to meeting you as an idol and not a fan

when you shared a dressing room at kcontact, he couldn’t help but introduce himself to you

he mentioned he was a big fan and your heart warmed

cute boy is a fan of you? omg heart go brr brr

your members tease you and you just shake it off

that day when you got back to the dorms, you watched a bunch of enhypen videos bc you were interested in jake

you weren’t aware of how popular you were among people - let alone idols so you were surprised

you fell in love with his personality and started saying hi to him whenever you meet backstage at music shows

not long after, you develop feelings for him

you thought it was just a puppy crush but as you saw him even more, it got serious

you never actually confessed but aisha accidentally spilled the beans when he was passing by

“cmon y/n just tell him you like him because he clearly feels the same !!”

“you like me?”

“AISHA”

“that’s my queue to leave”

so she leaves you two to pour your hearts out to each other

you two become a couple and forevergenes (such a cute name omg) LOVE you two

you’re both the puppies of your group so that makes your relationship 103892x cuter

you met his parents and they adore you and even asked for your autograph

“jake used to talk about how great you are after every produce 48 episode”

“okayyyy i think that’s enough embarassing me mom”

his parents love you like their own daughter but does layla love you?

you were so nervous to meet her and was actually scared she might not like you - knowing how important layla is to jake

at first layla ignored you and jake was like “she’ll come around”

you were convinced she just doesn’t like you, until this one time you were cuddling with jake on the couch and layla comes in

you expected her to snuggle up with jake but she came to you :D

now layla is super fond of you and mrs sim would even send you pictures and videos of layla getting excited whenever you were on tv 🥺

★ sunghoon - itzy

you and the girls were at isac

the six of you were just waving at your fans and making heart signs with your hearts

on your left you saw yeji making hearts with ryujin so you wanted to do that with another member too

you felt a presence next to you and assumed it was someone from your group

spoiler alert: it wasn’t

sunghoon and sunoo were waving at engenes who just happened to be seated next to midzys

so you turned to who you thought was an itzy member, making half a heart with your hand

until you realized it wasn’t 💀

you bowed and apologized when you both looked at each other, you were scared you crossed a boundary

you bowed and apologized to the engenes who were there too

sunghoon and sunoo reassured you it was all good

after that, sunghoon couldn’t help but keep his eyes on you the entire event

when the day was coming to an end, he pulled some strings and ended up having some alone time with you ...in stray kids’ dressing room

don’t ask

ofc skz already left so it was just you two there

fast forward, you both hit it off and he became your bf <3

midzys and engenes love you both sm and love bragging about you two to other fandoms

you two were even named the king and queen of 4th gen kpop

oh also

you already know where this is going

“SUNGHOON HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW NOT SHY’S PROPER TITLE IT’S YOUR GIRLFRIEND’S SONG” - jay

brags about how he can do the shoulder dance in wannabe

ofc it’s bc you personally taught him

sends you pics of jyp as reaction pics

so you send pics of bang pdnim to him

every once in a while he reminds you of that video of jay why pee trying to hit a high note

“lmao that’s your boss”

PLS you always get super embarrassed so ofc you bring up that vid of hitman bang

“rAp dAncE-“

★ sunoo - stayc

you were his seatmate at school predebut

you came from the same town, same school, same neighborhood, etc

the two of you were extremely close and both shared the same dream

when highup entertainment accepted you, the both of you were over the moon

he was so happy for you

but sad too bc that meant you had to move to seoul :(

you promised him to do your best and that you hoped to see him again but as an idol

and hopefully when he’s an idol too

well what you hoped for came true !!

although you couldn’t see him much as a trainee - which made you quite sad - you got to follow his journey on i-land

you even asked your fellow trainees to vote for him

anyways now that you both debuted, you became close again and became really open with your fans on how close you were

you recommended his songs to swiths and he did the same to engenes

he even memorized the choreo to so bad and asap and lemme tell you this

he BEGGED you to teach him those choreos

“sunoo you can watch the practice on youtube”

“but i want to learn it from you”

he never really realized his feelings until he saw you getting shipped with his other members

you were both on weekly idol and the hosts really seemed to like how you and jake looked next to each other and they just teased you both the whole episode

that made sunoo feel uneasy and he thought it was only bc he was an overprotective best friend

turns out he had feelings for you (wow shocker)

so one day he asks you to come to hybe

after slightly getting lost, you meet up with him in a practice room

he confesses bc he felt like not telling you about his feelings would put a wall between you two

you appreciate his honesty and tell him you’ve felt the same way every since you were classmates

he scolds himself for not seeing it all those years but you just laugh it off bc you were pretty good at hiding your crush

you both agree to secretly date, until you both announce it on your five month anniversary

fans were really shocked at first... but they support you !!!!

engenes will not hesitate to come at anyone who talks bad about you and swiths feels the same way about jungwon

he gushes about you every single time you’re brought up

and you can’t help but love your adorable boyfriend

★ jungwon - iz*one

okay so

he was just an average high schooler when you were introduced on produce 48

his deskmate was watching your audition video and it was the part where you were doing this freestyle

he was SO amazed and he secretly followed your journey on produce 48

always made sure to vote on time and watch the episodes live

once the debut evaluation came around, he asked everyone he knew to vote for you and even bought tickets to see the show live

almost cried when he saw that you were center

ACTUALLY CRIED when you got into the top 13 😭

fast forward to him debuting in enha

he wasn’t able to catch up on you since he was busy with trainee life, then i-land, then debut preparations

but somehow in the middle of promotions he ran into you and BOOM love at first sight

fast forward to you finally dating, he couldn’t believe he was dating the y/n of iz*one

wizones make those “ladies and gentlemen, y/n’s man” edits and engenes make those “ladies and gentlemen, jungwon’s woman” edits

both fandoms love you two so dearly that the only hate you two got were from the delusional ones (who clearly aren’t actual fans)

when your last concert came around, he couldn’t bare seeing you cry when you said “this has been iz*one’s y/n, thank you everyone!”

he got flashbacks from when you cried during the final episode of produce 48 and he’s just.. sobbing bc he couldn’t be there to hold you

so the next day he rushed to your dorms with snacks and emotional support bc you were emotionally exhausted from accepting the fact that your journey with iz*one is finally ending

you felt extremely lucky to be in his arms and he felt extremely lucky too that he’s able to make you feel a little better

★ riki - weeekly

you were both on weekly weeekly idol together

and both you and riki being main dancers, you were asked to do random dance together

a few popular songs played and the both of you did the choreos

until after school started playing and the boy did the chorus’ choreo and you were like “woah???”

bc he was so INTO ITTTT

the song was basically made for him to cover it

and the mcs saw your reaction so they asked him to do it once again but this time with the whole group

after filming, he came up to you and was like “i’m a huge fan of yours” and you’re just like ):&/£]>\**_£]

“woah really???? i rooted for you on i-land”

and his face just lights up bc his huge crush on you developed even more

you became besties since then but he didn’t ask you out until your birthday

he took you out to a puppy café, knowing you were obsessed with dogs

you’d ask him to show you pictures and videos of bisco

“i better meet bisco once we go to japan together”

melted at the thought of traveling to his hometown with you

anyways

once you left the café, he kissed you in front of your dorms

and somehow he became your boyfriend <3

riki as a bf isn’t really a very public person

he’s the “this is our relationship, not the public’s” type of person

he doesn’t wanna risk companies wanting to exploit your relationship

although he doesn’t talk about you two much, he loves to brag about you when given the chance

whenever variety show hosts would fawn over you he’d just look them in the eyes dead and go “she’s mine”