#im never travelling w her again /j

[avid-idiot]

Let me not fucking speak

[defectivefanboy]

Hey there! I’ve read a few of your posts now and I truly enjoy your writing, you’re very good at it ^^

I was wondering if I could request an Alastor x gender neutral reader who is similar to Beetlejuice (personality and power wise). Like, how did he feel about them at first? And how did it progress into more of a relationship.

If not, that’s completely alright! I hope you have a great rest of your day <3

~ 🕷️🕸️

yessir!! this is actually the first time (and second for good measure) that I watched Beetlejuice fully through.

I was wondering if I could request an Alastor x gender neutral reader who is similar to Beetlejuice (personality and power wise). Like, how did he feel about them at first? And how did it progress into more of a relationship.

Overall notes: Stories written on this blog are GN until specified. While this story uses they/them pronouns, and I don't mind female readers on my blog, I do not write for y'all, and if you are a fetishizer fuck off????????????????? ew.

C/W: Cursing, Mentions of Pervertedness, its Beetlejuice, You're canonical Jesus Christ /j, or am I?, Dark humor, Possessive Alastor, Mentions of Bite marks, Dirt ball reader, just reader being gross here and there, nothing too much, youre Beetlejuice, reader has universal rizz

Notes: If you read the C/W warnings it was real late leave me alone. you'll understand when you get there. writing this my mind kept straying and just wanted to write Alastor love because god holy fuck I love him. Im an actual slut for domestic alastor I could write him all day.

The Radio Show...

Oh he's truly interested in you. Not remotely romantic or even platonically, but he is interested (at least at first)

Lets be real quick, he knows hes in hell, but what IN the hell is he looking at.

And what was that outfit you were wearing??? Did you just get out of prison prom???

But your first meeting with him was... interesting to say the least

But then again I think all your interactions are interesting (always more, never less)

But damn. He just had to think the 'sinner' was new to hell and could easily get a quick bite

Poor Alastor really thought the 'sinner' that looked around hell like a lost child as he strolled up with his uncanny smile

Last thing he expected was a jumpy, sporadic, and unfortunately a bit more then a little bit of a pervert.

The record stopped more than a few time at your comments–- Sorry Alastor.

And it had only been a few minutes of meeting you (rip)

And to be honest with you. come here. little closer

He did not know what in all of hell you were trying to pitch to him

He couldn't even get a word in with how fast you talked

And how many voices you did, you basically had a conversation to yourself.

"Ghost can't even scare humans away anymore, pfft. Can't you believe that shit. The last jack offs wouldn't even call me, I had to get some human girl to do it. Is it weird it happened twice? Second time her mom was dead! Gets funnier each time."

Oh?

Humans?

Now you have his interest

And you were able to travel to the human world

"So you're a hell born demon then, correct?" Alastor asked quirking a brow at the questionable individual in front of him, who quickly stopped talking to, well, themselves and snapped their head to him. They seemed to had just gotten here... or gotten back, as their clothes were slightly tussled and their hair was flying everywhere

With a quick dusting of your clothes you straightened your posture. Clearing your throat you spoke in a flat monotone voice. "Well, no actually, uhm, I was born in a manger inside of a barn, my mother, was a virgin and my step father Jospeh was a real piece of work let me tell you that. Died for your sins, y'know, should be thanking me."

This is the first time the radio show had gone radio silent... before he walked away.

Alastor had met a lot of demons, probably killed even more.

Hell he has even put up with that horny spider, but this was the first time he had to take a breather from another sinner? demon? enigma?

But damn it all to hell, he was curious

He had been for so long and he had only interacted with lower hellborn demons.

The occasional Goetia or hell royal would make a public appearance, but that that was all.

Never had he interacted with someone who went from hell to the human world on the daily

The first few meetings he truly tried to keep his distance, keyword tried

But you can only keep a person who teleports around at a distance for some long

Though it to end in you being pushed back by his microphone when you got a bit too close on accident more often then not

But overall he enjoys each of your meetings, enjoy being used loosely

He was more interested in the ever changing world of humans

You only get as knowledgeable of the new world as it comes in, but you have to find them

So having a way to always keep updated he truly enjoyed.

He kinda saw you as, well, while he would say a mole, as you get him information

Not that you honestly realize, you kinda just talk about random shit

He sees you as well, as uh, ahem...

"Quite the squirrelly fellow you are, aren't you?" He quipped with a smile on his face. The both of you walking along one of the many roads of hell as you talked about your latest excursion to the human world. Giving him a confused look you gave him a side eye a you spoke. "Now, what do you mean by that, hm? I don't storage tree nuts in my cheeks, I storage metal nuts in them." Taking your hand you drug into your cheek and pulled out a rusted nut before offering it to him. In which he squatted away with his microphone.

"No."

Alastor in or out of a relationship now seems like the calm one out of the pair whenever you two are together

And he always has a tilt to his head whenever he's with you as if he's always curious about your next move (well bc he honestly is)

Getting into a relationship is simple to him, but not to you.

He had to explain a few times (many times) to you that you two were on a date while out. Thank the lord he has more patience then he let's on

Truly he's only patient with you after learning he'll get no where either way

He tried threatening at one point, but it didn't work when you tried getting him to work for you in the human world.

Spoiler alert: that also didn't work

Alastor did tried to ask you out in a traditional way. Taking you to dinner, albeit at a cannibal restaurant, he really didn't know what you ate

He was disgusted when he found out, almost gagged, had to take a moment for himself

But he tried asking you out in a nice, classy, quiet place.

Spoiler again: didnt work

His question when right over your head.

"Go out? Aren't we already out? What we doing then? How more out do you wanna be? Gotta say though, never been to a place this fancy, must got some walking cash, huh? You know we could start a business together I be the brains, face and you can be..." You droned on as your hand flared around as you spoke. Alastor stared at you as static rumbled from his chest, one eye twitching in annoyance. Sighing he shook his head as he stared with a smile. Maybe you didn't understand what he was asking, or maybe you did. To be honest he doesn't know how much you know, but maybe letting you go on about whatever it is you're planning and get a deal out of you.

Nothing big, just a small pact that you two are "partners."

Cheeky Bastard.

He did tell you eventually someday, he's not heartless

Don't mention that it was after he had convinced you to move in his home (or apartment?? he staying at the hotel?? like??)

But it's another story for getting you to take a shower or a bath.

While Alastor isn't a clean freak or anything he much rather keep his house clean and smell free.

Alastor had quite a few sleepiness nights when you decided to sneak into his bed without a shower.

He almost banned you from the house until you agreed to take a shower after 'work'

now onto the good part

While he doesnt enjoy physical touch from anyone, only part taking in it when he's making someone uncomfortable

He settled on the fact you were gonna keep making every effort to get into his personal space

You only found out he enjoyed having you near him when your items from the guest room you had been staying in were now in his room

Be it having a hand placed on the middle of your back or letting you fiddle with his fingers as you talk

He always finds a way to get a touch in on a daily basis

What can he say? he likes to have a hold on what's his

That's another thing

He's a possessive lover, or person in general but ignore that right now

He just doesn't understand

Why do you have so much rizz

Both sinners and hell born demons seem to love you

And he hates it

Loathes it

If we wanted to get Nsfw real quick

He likes to leave bites and marks on you so even humans know where you belong <3

Going back to sfw

On the outside, beyond the walls of his home. He's well, he's Alastor

Cunning, Cruel, and Evil

But inside? .......Hey Siri, can you domestic a deer?

We already know he enjoys cooking, his mothers recipes are always a hit. He does have to convince you to eat something if it's new.

But he's decently domestic within the comfort of his own walls. As domestic as he can be will a feral dog in his home now. At least you're potty trained, right? Right??

He always enjoyed being alone, especially when he needed a break.

But as weird as it was for the first few months

Going to bed alone in a quiet home, everything neat and orderly was always a treat for the

just to wake up to a god awful mess like a hurricane had hit only the inside of the house.

Thankfully he's unable to fully freak out when he feels the weight of a body laying on him.

Arms wrapped securely in place as he moved around trying to view the full scope of the mess.

The look of defeat only rested on his face for a moment before he was pulled down by striped arms.

"What are staring at, red?..." You said half asleep as you pulled on the back up his shirt collar. "it's still too early to worry about the mess. Come back to bed" He gently shook his head in disgust opening his mouth to speak before getting cut off by a strong pull of his shirt. "I was setting up... sandworm traps. Couldn't't let them get my dearest deer." Alastor gave you a questioning look wanting to ask, but knowing better not too.

Sighing he let himself relax back into the comforter and wrap his arms loosely around as you laid right back on top of him. One of his hands softly treaded through your messy hair causing you to sigh and melt into his body. It was a quiet few moments until he had a passing thought.

"Wait... deer with an A, correct? Correct??"

He wasn't getting an answer from you anytime soon...

[qyuoza]

Never Yours (PJS)

Genre: Angst with a soft ending

AU: nonidol!au, richkid!au, highschool!au

Warnings: This is like sad ?? (idk im a sucker for angst but also suck at writing it), Sunghoon x Fem!reader at the end because this shouldn’t be so sad

Summary: Jay was the main love interest in Y/n’s story, but was she in his?

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Y/n was a simple girl despite being born into a well off family. The Kims have always been taught from generation to generation to always be humble with their money, and thus Y/n’s parents had passed it down to her.

With that, there was always one thing Y/n never really had despite having it all because of her money. All she truly wanted was to experience love at the ripe age of nineteen.

In that longing experience of love, Y/n had found something in a boy at her school, his name Park Jeongseong (he goes by Jay), whom was also born into a well off family. 

Jay’s father was the CEO of a travel agency of course, it only made sense. Yet, through his wealth, Y/n had seen the boy for whom he is.

Jay was always an outgoing and funny guy, he was smart, respectful, dressed well and was very talented, what more could she really want. The two were in the same class and her adoration for him had bloomed in the early spring of their senior year.

“Hey listen it’s really not that bad!” Y/n laughed with her best friend in the classroom. It was the early hours of the morning and students were still piling in at school, but Y/n was always an early bird.

“Oh come on, it was totally bad! I totally embarrassed myself in front of the Shims!” Areum, Y/n’s best friend, whined.

“I’m sure Jake’s family understands, you’re a sweet girl” Areum was still sulking as Y/n giggled at her best friend, giving her a reassuring tap on the back.

“What about you? You haven’t shot your shot with J—“ before Areum could utter the rest of her sentence, Y/n had notice Jay and his best friends Sunghoon and Jake walk in.

“Areum” Y/n whined, and the latter laughed smirking at her best friend.

“Hey Y/n” Jay smiled at the two, and Y/n waved back, taking her hands off Areum’s mouth.

“Good morning Jay” Y/n said sweetly as the only students, Jay’s friends and Areum, jeered at the two. “Guys it’s not like that” Y/n whined, and they all calmed down.

“Aye~ Y/n come on don’t be shy to admit” Jake teased before sitting beside Areum, his girlfriend.

It was times like this where Y/n wished fate didn’t play with her, after all, Jay was the love interest in her story, but she doubted she was even his.

They were all in a friend group, and everyone’s always teased Jay for liking Kelly from the other class. It was just inevitable at this point, but why did she keep going? Because she loves him, even if it brings her pain.

“Guys, hang out at my place?” Jake suddenly piped up, and they all looked at him curiously.

“Oh wait! You got your room renovated right? We should go” Sunghoon said as he snapped his fingers, and Jake nodded.

“When?” Y/n said, and took a glance at Jay, who gave her a nod. She immediately looked away and averted her gaze towards Jake and Areum again. “Tomorrow at five” the group agreed and continued talking, meanwhile Y/n played with her hands, it was just a nervous habit.

School went by like a breeze, and it was already lunch time. “Guys! I’ll head first so we have a spot in line, I heard they’re serving strawberry shortcake today and Jake will make sure we have a spot in the garden!” Areum said, and the rest nodded before putting their things away.

“Can you both wait for me? I’ll go to Kelly’s class really quick” Jay said, and it felt like a stab in the back to Y/n, but her and Sunghoon nodded at Jay as they walked out the classroom.

Walking to Kelly’s classroom, Sunghoon and Y/n had stood outside as Jay called for her.

“Is Kelly here?” the boy asked, and Y/n saw the girl approach him. They both seemed to talk well when Jay suddenly pulled out something from his pocket. “Jay you shouldn’t have!” Kelly exclaimed, and Y/n peeked at whatever Jay was giving her. It was a dainty Tiffany and Co. heart charm bracelet.

Y/n visibly gasped softly, and Sunghoon had seemed to notice this. “Thank you so much!” Kelly smiled while Jay opened his arms for a hug from her.

“Since when were they a thing?” Y/n whispered to Sunghoon, trying not to give away the fact that she liked him.

“Like two weeks ago? Jake and I just found out a few hours ago” Subghoon whispered back, noticing that Jay was already approaching them.

“Hey, you two ready to go?” Y/n nodded, pained, and Sunghoon beside her also nodded as the three walked off. “Congrats on you and Kelly by the way” she said, while Jay looked perplexed.

“O-Oh, thanks” he stuttered out, and they all exited the school building, heading to the garden where they spotted Areum and Jake.

“Took you three long enough! Now come on” Areum huffed and patted the seat beside her for Y/n. As Y/n slipped into the seat beside Areum, she suddenly whispered to her.

“They’re together now, two weeks” and Areum was dumbfounded but kept her composure. “I’ll kill him” she whispered back, but Y/n hit her and shook her head. Maybe love wasn’t for her.

After their last period, arts, Y/n had stayed behind to finish up her art piece. Being the only one left meant there was only silence, but then she heard two voices outside the art room.

“Jay you’ve always been so sweet to me, I love being your girlfriend…” Kelly, she almost forgot. Y/n dropped her paint brush, dusted off her skirt and left her school blazer on the stool next to her, then she stared out the window. Suddenly she heard someone come into the room, to which she turned to.

It was Sunghoon, who smiled at her sheepishly. “Hey, I thought you were going home with Jay and Jake” she smiled at the boy, who only walked closer to her.

“Nah, Jake and Areum are going on a date, and well, Jay and Kelly are going home together, so it’s just you and me” Sunghoon said, but then he suddenly stopped by Y/n’s easel.

“I love your painting” Y/n approached him and sta red at her painting softly. “Thank you, it was inspired by the love I crave” Sunghoon looked on, until he suddenly stared at her.

“You know what, you might like Jay, but why don’t you give me a chance?” Y/n was taken aback, but raised a brow at the boy.

“Are you sure? You already gave me your heart…” Y/n trailed off, but Sunghoon held her hand and gave her a reassuring squeeze. “I’m ready whenever you are” and smiled, maybe the one who’s for you was always the one you’d least expect.

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[smalltragedy]

* ryan destiny, cis woman + she/her | you know kira blake, right? they’re twenty four, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, ever? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to babooshka by kate bush like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole lazily stretched out in a ray of light, daisy shaped irises and daisy chain braids, performing an intricate dance to move the ocean's waves thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is october 31st, so they’re a scorpio, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( james, 22, est, they/them )

hllo ive hd kira in my head fr a bit bt i also know ntohing abt her! this is me winging it even though i hv no right to <3 this is my third character maybe whose birthday is in honor of ella n coincidentally 2/3 of them r in this rp. yea im messy smirks sexily.

DEATH, GRIEF, DRUGS TW

mini playlist.

wuthering heights ;; kate bush / babooskha ;; kate bush / dreams ;; fleetwood mac / california dreamin’ ;; the mamas & the papas / lavender moon ;; haroula rose / time of the season ;; the zombies / after the storm ;; kali uchis / left hand free ;; alt-j / always forever ;; cults / wait a minute! ;; willow / your dog ;; soccer mommy.

statistics.

full name: kira blake

nickname(s): keely.

birthday: october 31st, 1996.

zodiac: scorpio sun, cancer moon, aquarius ascending. 

mbti & temperament: esfp & catalyst / sanguine. 

label: the ebullient.

sexuality: bisexual.

pinterest.

biography.

born to two original hippies which hs pretty much set up who kira is fr the rest of her life <3 the type of ppl who didnt like the boundaries of marriage n held off frm it fr as long as possible until theyd hd a spur of the moment elopement involving a celebrity impersonator at fannie’s <3 yea theyre lesbians lets go <3

nvr rly took things srsly until kira ws like 5 yrs old n then they were like ah gee ah fuck we probably shld probably settle settle. n they job hopped n worked many odd jobs until they found their footing in careers they liked n one of them probably does like. blown glass art. n the other prob fixes old computers n other ~vintage~ mementos of the past fr ppl.

they make a decent living n they live in delpinius heights n they try a few times fr another kid bt it nvr rly works out (raises an eyebrow. adopted siblings anyone?) n fr the most part kira as a child spends her time running around town and tugging on the hem of other’s shirts to ask them small favors (mostly to play a game with her)

often left unsupervised as a kid, bt not in the way tht her parents dnt care (bc her parents love her a lot a lot a lot like she is their world) bt in the way tht they simply raised her the way they were raised. running amuck all day n coming home jst in time fr dinner, front porch light always on, cat always waiting faithfully on their stoop.

pretty evident frm a young age tht kira’s mind saw things differently, in a different light - the world an array of light n mystery n sound n taste n sometimes those collided n created new experiences. prob hs some form of synsthesia bt dnt ask me which one yet. she’s a painting prodigy with an excellent understanding of color theory.

always ws known as a kind of like. rambunctious kid. a well meaning class clown who cld nt keep her mouth shut fr the life of her. grew up constantly with a yellow card beneath her name in school bt ws always well liked by her teachers n classmates alike.

jst a very bright child who did well naturally bt always ws turned more towards art.

feel like her parents very noticeably turned a cheek when she started smoking weed w the cool older kids when she ws 13. the type of person who wnts 2 b liked so bad she’d jump over a hurdle fr it. hs jumped over many hurdles n many fences n many other obstacles to be liked bt does it without breaking a sweat.

(edit: nw tht i think abt it hwevr i dnt think she does tht anymore i think while a bit of a mess atm she. likes herself. n doesnt rly want or need the approval of others anymore she jst does her own little thing. bt when she ws younger? she jst wnted 2 b friends w the entire world.)

nothing bad rly happened fr like. a good bit of her life. got into psychedelics at some point in high school n tht only heightened her artistic abilities. most of her high school art portfolio ws probably done while high bt <3 does it matter.

hd a high school sweetheart n they were pretty serious like. full on in love. a total believer of soulmates kira ws jst like. this is the one. there is nobody else i cn imagine my life with.

death tw

death tw

death tw.

death n grief tw // yea. sometime during their freshmen year of college. car incident. kira ws nvr the same though she’d like to pretend tht nothing’d ever happened. like theyd nvr existed. like she didnt plan out their entire lives together hiking thru hills n valleys n boating across various bodies of water n traveling together until they were old n wrinkly. end of death tw //

cld nt explain 2 u why kira hd bought a van n completely demolished it only to drain all of her savings remodeling it bt nw she lives in it by the beach. hd dreams of travelling the world bt cannot go long distances in a car without feeling sick. sees planes n feels envy. stopped painting fr a long time bt she’s started back up recently. took on surfing. told her parents tht it ws fine n tht she ws fine n theyre concerned bt shes always by the beach, her van rarely leaves. she’s trying her best bt its only been a few yrs n i think ppl cn sense tht shes jst nt the same cheerful girl as they once knew. end of grief tw //

anyways. tugs on my collar. tht’s kira! she lives on the beach n surfs everyday n is obsessed with daisies n is prob growing her own shrooms somewhere. 

personality & facts.

always been very emotional n a little dramatic. nt a drama queen bt is a little messy n does not hv like. many rational thoughts up in there. very cup full or cup empty.

regardless though she hs an. overall reputation fr jst being. enjoyable to be around. her her little moments bt shes also pretty like. laidback. in a way. KDSHFSDLKHGHFLKSD

prob bc she smokes a lot or is often <3 on a trip if u know wht i mean <3

god. got obsessed with the 60s n 70s aesthetic at some point n hs not gone back evr. big fan of psychedelic rock. is a prodigy painter bt her life dream outside of traveling ws always to own her own record label. hs nt happened yet, maybe will never happen? works at a record shop though n does hide the good vinyls tht she wants away frm the customers.

very cheerful n usually uplifting n she doesnt like to b negative around others bt smtms she cnt control it n smtms thinks tht ppl r out 2 get her jst out of. anxiety. hs long bouts where she’ll sit in a still sort of sadness n then shake out of it n hop back into conversation like nothing’s happened bt. its fine we’re fine kira is fine.

shes not gullible or naive bt wants to believe tht everybody hs a heart of gold even if its false. keeps giving ppl second chances bc she hs a savior complex n thinks she cn change ppl.

is very into zodiac n will judge u by ur chart. knows everybody in town’s natal chart. even newcomers. it’s a little scary hw quick she finds this information bt its very important to her.

kind of like. into spirituality bt i wont lie its very surface level n a little superficial. learning tarot cards bt cannot fr the life of her memorize the meanings so smtms she jst makes up things on the spot. hs so many crystals she will not stop buying them.

i think a part of her is desperately trying to cling onto tht like. think positive. self care. msg thts super prevalent online without addressing or actually helping any of her problems. it is her flaw </3

hates to admit when she needs help. wld rather do everything herself.

head is a little in the clouds n her parents r a little concerned fr her bc shes nt rly doing much rn bt like. she jst needs time i think. shes jst doing her little thing.

does not give up on ppl easily she absolutely hates dropping ppl frm her life even if she grows 2 resent them over time which is bad bc she is bad at hiding when she is upset at someone or when she doesnt like someone.

like shes jst passive aggressive abt it n does not properly communicate <3

bt this is rare i think ... negative feelings abt other ppl

self centered bt not selfish if tht makes sense. she will do things fr others without a problem n sometimes trips over herself 2 do it bt at the end of the day i think she cares abt herself the most.

hs only been in love once bt hs hd many infatuations n many like. admirations n very surface level feelings. her body is a temple n she loves 2 b worshipped.

prob does fkn. beach yoga. probably vegan bt also maybe breaks tht every once in a while. almost noncommittal its hard 2 distinguish between her being carefree, not taking care of herself, or jst hving commitment issues? flaky or not? who knows.

feels jst a bit too strongly bt tries to contain it. jst full of multitudes or smth. idk. icon <3

like. cares bt doesnt care. does thinks tht r purposely self destructive n then acts like shes like. cool girl monologue frm gone girl. bt does it while being like peace n luv on earth x

ok thts all i hv goodbye

wanted plots.

a pseudonym 2 fool ‘em... ;; jst hd this idea pop up bt i like the idea of kira going undercover 2 expose cheaters. whether she does this on her own accord or is personally requested by smbdy is up in the air. a plottable point. she h8s cheaters n is chaotic good she prob thinks shes the relationship vigilante testing the strengths of other’s relationships. once again she cld b. specifically going undercover fr smbdy 2 help them out. im sure she wldnt go 2 very. extensive srs measures like actually. sleeping w the assumed-cheaters bt once again. world is our oyster n i lov drama?

crystal visions ... ;; once again. shes super into crystals n astrology n she will base sm of her opinions of others on it. this is nt just abt her being judgmental of others bt also jst. catching her running around in the rain trying sooo hard 2 fkn. charge her crystals in the rainwater bc she forgot 2 charge them under the full moon the night b4. this is her giving wrong tarot readings. she hs no idea wht shes doing at any given time bt acts like she does know. acts like she knows the entire world. she gives crystals as gifts n will do ur natal chart for u bt will also pack her things n leave if ur a capricorn.

time of the season... ;; i dnt knw admittedly. this song’s abt being horny so perhaps? perhaps. kira isnt rly able to keep a grasp on long term relationships rn due to. factors in her life so she hops frm person 2 person often. smtms jst flings smtms its jst a relationship accidentally led on. shes noncommittal n a little flaky atm when she’s usually ride or die fr others. perhaps this is all in the name of some good fun! world? oyster. 

literally anything .dsfskhdkgs ;; god. shes so new i jst dnt know. childhood friends. current friends. friends shes hd frever. enemies n ex lovers n ppl shes constantly pushing away or scorned lovers or both or anything?? she pushed them out of the roller rink to make more room fr herself or maybe they did tht to her. perhaps theyre both constantly pursuing some sort of fkn. meaning in their lives tht they cnt quite grasp. mayb they go on an acid trip together. who knows. 

[willddheartt]

JJ and his Kleptomaniac tendencies

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A/N: This came to me from something I commented on @peachy-jj​ ‘s post about his klepto tendencies. So shout out to them for inspiring this.  If this gets enough attention or like one person wants to read the part 2 im writing, ill post it. 

Summary: JJ’s klepto tendencies, just might get him the girl who owns his heart two months out of the year. 

Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: 1.3K

Masterlist

When the summer rolled around you always visited the outer banks with your sister, being able to enjoy a worry and carefree summer without your parents around always telling you what to do and when to do it. Technically in the island’s terms of people, you were a touron but spent the summer living with your sister on the cut, and weren't as clueless as most tourons.  You’d been coming to the island since you turned 13 and had time to master tightrope walking the social class lines. Through most of the weekdays you could be found slumming it with random Pogues from the cut who were around your age, but if a Kook would throw a party on the weekends you attended going unnoticed as you danced among the rich kids who drank cheap beer. 

Your favourite group was always the one with the blonde kleptomaniac everyone labelled as JJ. You returned every summer mostly just to see if he would still remember you from the previous year. It was an ongoing summer romance you two had, flirting back and forth came as second nature, even though in two short months you’d be returning back to the mainland that didn’t seem to stop him.  There were many times when the two of you had hung out just yourselves, you laughing about stories he’d tell you from his travels out on the Pogue with John B and Pope, him chucking at the stories you told him from the house parties back on the mainland, as you walked through town. Stopping into all the tourist shops was something you couldn’t resist, always getting a new sticker or small keepsake from your favourite island. 

JJ took note of the same necklace you commented on every time but saying you would never purchase it because it was clearly cheaply made and overpriced, no matter how much you wanted to have the small wave charm hanging from your neck. 

Today was what you deemed a normal day in the outer banks, JJ invited you out on a trip to the marsh with the famous John B, Pope and Kiara that you heard many stories of, but had never met in person yet.  JJ seemed to keep you away from his life on the island, saying it was like a getaway sometimes. You understood because for the same reason you refused to go into your sisters work or even let her know of the blonde boy you grew close to in the summers, knowing she would never let you hear the end of having a thing with one of the island locals.  But it was not a surprise when he had asked you to come with them today, he had been talking about introducing you to them recently, and what better way than to bring you along on a trip they all enjoy. 

The group seemed to have heard as much about you as you had them when the tall boy, who introduced himself as John B, asked if you were the mysterious seasonal pogue his friend talked about.  The day on the water was spent sharing stories of your mutual friend, getting back to town just before sunset. 

Your favourite tourist shop was still open as the two of you walked down the street, window shopping and telling jokes. JJ stood behind you, looking over your shoulder as you admired the mass-produced, simple silver wave necklace you refused to buy. He smiled, his hand reached into the pocket of his shorts, and the small silver chain wrapped around his fingers. He knew what he’d swiped earlier that morning before inviting you on the boat, but you had no idea. 

You were asked to leave so the shop could close just as the sun was setting behind the buildings, holding everything in a golden glow.  “One day I’ll find it for a decent price somewhere else,” You sighed, JJ knew exactly what you were talking about and could hardly bite back the smile that was threatening to give him away as you walked to your favourite spot on the beach. 

You sat on the rocks next to JJ watching the sun go down. It started as something you forced him to do with you as he was really the only friend you had on the island but morphed into something he loved doing over time. As you sat with your head on his shoulder, watching the waves crash on the shore, the sun had long disappeared behind the horizon, but it wasn’t exactly dark yet.  “I should get home,” You mumbled, your head still resting on his shoulder  “Do you want me to walk with you?” He asked.  You nodded, not liking how you had to walk past the crackhead paradise that is the local drug dealer house to get to your sisters. 

The two of you walked in silence, your path being light by the amber streetlights that were slowly turning on. Somewhere along the line you grabbed his hand, lacing your fingers together. As you neared your house, JJ cleared his throat.  “You know that necklace you always look at in the one shop?” He asked, nervously, not sure how to present you with the gift.  You nodded, “The wave that's too simple to pay fifteen bucks for,”  JJ stopped under one of the streetlights, turning to face you as he pulled the silver chain from his pocket. You gasped, once seeing the wave hanging from the chain in his hands,  “I figured since you’re always eyeing it up,” He trailed off as your eyes lifted to meet his,  “JJ,” You asked, a smirk pulling at your lips, “Did you steal it?”  “What? Pfft, no what makes you think I’d do that?” He asked, lying horribly for the first time ever.  Your smile grew bigger, “You swiped it for me?” “Yeah, kinda. I just figured you’re always looking at it,” 

You handed the two ends of the chain to him before turning around and putting your hair over your shoulder, he clasped the chain behind your neck and you turned back around to face him, holding onto the small charm.  “I love it,” You mumbled, looking down at the necklace.  JJ smiled, a sense of pride filling him over the fact that he had given you something you’d wanted for years.

“Wow,” You chuckled as you and the blonde continued to walk down the darkening road, “Get you a dude who will swipe you overpriced necklaces.” He chuckled with you before you said your goodbyes, going your separate ways as your sister's house came into view. You hugged him and he kissed your cheek. As you pulled apart, you looked at him, trying to think of something to say so you could spend a few more seconds together, not wanting the day to come to an end.  “Thank you, again for this,” You gestured to the necklace, He shrugged with a smile  “It was nothing, really. Just thought you’d like it,”  You went in, giving him another kiss on the cheek before you were going to force yourself to turn around and walk up the driveway, but as his arms wrapped around your waist when you pulled back, you looked up into his blue eyes, smiling at him. 

“I think it's only fair that I give you something now,” You said “What were you thinking?” JJ smiled as he looked down at you.  Your hands linked behind his neck as you pushed yourself up on your toes, closing the gap between your lips. His grip on your waist tightened, pulling you into him and one of your hands raked your fingers through the back of his hair.  Pulling back, you rested your feet flat on the ground but your hands stayed loosely hung around his neck. Clearing your throat you pointed over your shoulder to your house, “I’ll see you tomorrow?” You asked  “Of course,” JJ nodded.  “Goodnight, J,” Your sweet voice called to him as you made your way up the driveway,  “Night, princess,” He replied, but you were too far away to hear him. 

That night as he settled back in the spare room of John B’s chateau he drifted off with a smile plaster to his face. He knew he’d never forget what you gave him in return for the necklace.

[demonicintegrity]

KIPO S3 ANALYSIS

Under a read more for length and potential spoilers/theories

you’ve been warned

- Multiple mutes with the TimberCats in the first(?) HMUFA meeting. I see the cats, umlat snakes, ratland rats, and fitness raccoons.

- I’m assuming being friends with Kipo encouraged them to be here, but I wonder if they knew that coming here would involve talking about what Emilia is doing

- Scarlemange is still wearing his get up

- He also got out! Only to be captured again. I wonder if he escaped because he wanted to deal with Emilia himself or if he just wanted to be out of naught monkey jail.

- We Wolf use this rope like weapon either, so either this is Wolf capturing him (likely motivated by Kipo in some way) or this is a new character that will teach Wolf how to use this weapon. I don’t think we’ve seen her use ropes for anything other than traps before. Stalky and those fight sticks were blundering weapons.

-Return of the dragonflies!

- Now did Dave convince them to help (since he speaks dragonfly) or did a frog lend them? If it’s a frog it could be Jamack since he knows his way around them, or it could be a mod frog.

-Also, Kipo and Wolf look some degree of pissed with determination. I’m not use to seeing Kipo be outright mad like this.

- When I was curious of seeing if we’d see more mutes like Dave, I didn’t mean it like this.

- The concept of multiple Daves, all be immortal/immune to dying by age is not only fuckin something, but it could also mean they have the key of filling in the history we’re not aware of.

- I wonder if they were an underground society just Vibin all this time and the only reason Dave’s not with them is because he got bored and curious.

- J A M A C K

-Would you believe me when I said I didn’t notice Jamack the first two times I watched this? because I didn’t. I was focused on the hummingbomber and the whole zoomed out frame is shown only briefly.

- Also??? Jamack pressing his hands against Kipo’s through the glass??? GOD that’s such an emotional move, wanting to touch Kipo because it’s been heavily implied that was never a thing in mod frog society on the whole “no friends” basis. He really has grown and learned to be in touch with emotions ;-;

-The fact that Emilia and her crew were able to capture multiple different mutes in what we can assume is in a short time after the coronation is startling. She had a plan and it’s being executed well. She also has a lot more humans working with/for her which can’t be well.

-There’s an empty cage, next to said hummingbomber.

-Jamack was traveling with TheOtters, Rad confirmed this. I don’t like that we don’t know where they besides that Jamack was with them and combined with fact that theres the empty cage...

 ... and combined with the fact that we see what could be a mega mute otter beside Jamack. It could be a beaver or groundhog since the coloring appears to be a bit different, but seeing the empty cage doesn’t sit well.

- Idk if Emilia would make a mega mute. She enjoyed having Song in her control because such a large creature is useful in a fight, so she easily couldve tried to make a mega mute she could control or it was an accidental side effect of trying to take away the sentience of an otter. Depending on where we are when this scene happens, Emilia could be still working out the kinks in the “cure”

- There also other figures sitting on top of the dog, BeakBeak, and otter/beaver/groundhog, so this is likely one of many coordinated attacks on Emilia. And Jamack seems to be leading it!!! and that makes me so happy cuz 1) it means he’s finally working alongside Kipo now and 2) he’s pushing down his fear of mega bunnies to help!! Go Jamack!

- Rad,,,, please,,,,, give us Jamack content,,,,we’re starving,,,,

- S O N G

-Now there’s debate on if this is a flashback or not. It shouldn’t be because she turned into a Mega Monkey right after Lio was escaping with Kipo and Lio has the clover patch of the burrow he raised Kipo in.

-But it makes me wonder where did Song get those clothes then??? Because correct me if im wrong, but those look really similar/the same as the clothes we see in the flashbacks??? And i get Kipo kept her clothes after coming back from being a Mega Jaguar because y e a this is a PG show but if Song came back wouldn’t they give her new clothes??? idk idk maybe im not suspending my belief where I should.

-Maybe it’s in the dreamscape?? Mullohand is with her, and he can make people “dream” together like Dave and Benson did if I recall correctly.

Other thoughts w/o screenshots:

- we see a scene where humans attack the Timbercats home and I do NOT feel well about it. Scooter Skunks were present there too so Idk if theyre helping Kipo or Emilia is forcing them to be on her side.

- Emilia and her gang are fuckin armed to the nines. Not only crossbows, but darts filled with chemicals, and fire and a boat!? Not only does this woman not care that she’s going to kill a child but she does not care about collateral damage.

- Overall, it’s a much more serious and intense feel. Just about every scene implies danger which is such a turn from the first two seasons where there was danger, but Kipo and Co were trying to enjoy themselves to a degree.

- Still holding out on seeing Jamack in different clothes/ at least ditching the tie as he hopefully gets over the Mod Frogs. I don’t think he’s gonna return to them, even if Sartori is out of the picture and especially since Kwat and Harris are also gone. Please, where is Jamack’s reaction to their deaths????

- Speaking of, how the hell are the Mod Frogs doing now that Ms. Sartori is dead? Is there a new leader and are they gonna help/be on screen at all?

-I keep rewatching and I know there are so many things im missing but I’m still just REELING from it all holy s h i t. There’s a LOT going on for being 1:30min teaser.

- Someone pointed out Emilia is in formal wear a couple of scenes, and she is, which makes me wonder if she’s making a celebration of this whole thing. And if she is, does that mean she feels she’s the one that should be celebrated for “curing” the mutes and putting them in their place?? If so, that’s a pretty fucked parallel to how Scarlemange was putting humans in their place and how he wanted to be celebrated for it.

-Bruh I’m hyped because this season is gonna be one huge curveball and rollercoaster of emotion i just know it.

- Im also v scared about how Rad is gonna rip out our hearts this time. First it was Wolf’s backstory, then Hugo’s backstory, then gilding the mod frogs, this show is brutal and i am in f e a r.

[multiplesmutthings]

Yang has been teasing and prodding Jaune for months now, wanting to take the Blonde's eyes off her sister. Unfortunately, she never accounted for how pent up Jaune would get, the dam breaking when Yang interrupts his training at the gym. Having had enough, Jaune barges into the female shower, determined to mak Yang regret her actions. (Rough, rape, hair pulling, forced orgasms, slight mind break)

(With help from @vecnawrites thank you very much!)

Ever since she found out he had googly eyes for her sister, yang couldn’t stop herself from teasing and prodding Jaune, wanting to keep her sister away from him a bit longer. She knew ruby was growing up but Yang wanted her to stay a kid a bit longer. However as she teased the Arc she never knew about the beasts she was creating. Even as she went to the training gem alone to get a workout done. Jaune was going through the motions, attempting to keep himself calm with the burn of exercise. Ruby had recently confessed to him, blushing darkly, and he accepted. They were currently figuring things out, but one thing was sure: Ruby wasn't ready for sex, instead saying it was ‘okay’ for him to fuck others, as long as he came back to her. He was shocked, but thankful, his semblance worked passively internally with his own Aura, making everything improve and heighten, including his libido...however, with every sunny day, there was always a rain cloud, and that cloud was Yang. She did everything she could to keep them from spending time together when they had downtime, and even *Ruby* was getting annoyed with her over it. Yang was currently minding her own business this time, going into the gym with her tight leggings and tank top. MP3 in hand as her ear buds were on. She didn’t notice Jaune not the way he looked at her as she began to do some squats. She’d eventually tease him today, but she didn’t know she already was, with the way her ass showed off to him each time she did a squat. Jaune ground his teeth together, watching Yang's ass bounce and jiggle as she worked out. Not as bountiful as Blake's ass or as perky as Weiss' or Nora's, and *especially* not Ruby's, but it was still nice. He could feel his cock growing hard, sliding down the leg of his exercise shorts. He refocused on his exercising, not wanting to give his fellow blonde another reason to tease him. He was reaching his limit. Yang felt herself being watched, but ignored it and kept going, once she moved and she did some stretches her leggings hugged against where legs and ass more than ever, giving off the nice shape and figure she had as she teased Jaune indirectly. Jaune switched to push ups as his cock stretched down his inner leg to it's full length. His size was part of the reason that Ruby wanted to wait, after all, a ten inch, wrist thick cock wasn't something to laugh at...he only got harder when it became obvious from the jiggle that Yang wasn't wearing a bra of any sort, catching a protruding nub of a nipple as well as she twisted and stretched herself. If she teased him *one* more time, he would not be held responsible for his actions...

When yang finished her stretches she groaned and sighed while moving her hips a bit. “Damn Im good.” She said slapping her ass nicely in front of a mirror. Loving the shape she had, it was no question that she worked to get strong, and she liked it. Besides an added bonus to teasing Jaune as well. Jaune caught the action, but was unimpressed. Ruby had done the same thing to him to tease him in those tiny things she *dared* call "workout shorts"...and he had subsequently pinned her to the wall and made out with her...as well as give her her first orgasm by accident due to her grinding against his leg. Looking back she noticed Jaune and then noticed the lack of attention she gave her. Smirking Yang still noticed the erection growing in Jaune’s pants and began to rub her tits to ‘adjust’ her top a bit more in front of him. Jaune scoffed under his breath. Yeah, her tits were large, the largest of those he travelled with, but considering he flirted with Weiss and was dating Ruby, hadn't he proved he liked them a bit smaller?...it didn't mean that he wouldn't love to get his hands on them, though. He wasn't stupid. Yang then pushed her hair into a pony tail before moving past him and spoke. “Hey careful Vomit boy, if Ruby gets a glimpse at your short sword she might blush.” She mocked as she took notice of the large bulge in his pants and tried to make fun of it before she went off to the showers. Jaune stilled, fighting his anger, before he took a deep breath as he heard the shower starting...before standing, his cock sticking out and pulling his shorts away from his body as he moved towards the shower. He was horny, and how very...*kind*...of Yang to "volunteer" to sate his libido. Yang was cleaning her body in the showers. Her workout was nice and as a bonus she even teased Jaune. It counted as a win for her, as she cleaned her body she didn’t notice anyone like Jaune enter the showers as she was fully naked and oblivious. Stripping himself naked, Jaune licked his lips as he looked over Yang's naked, glistening body under the hot water. As much of a bitch she could be, she was hot. Walking up slowly behind her, he grabbed her and ground his cock between her ass cheeks, enjoying the squeal of shock he received. “Ahh! J-Jaune?!” She looked back and gasped as she felt something thick and long between her assheeks and she realized what he was doing. “W-Wait Jaune stop! I don’t know what your trying but if you don’t get off me I’l-AH!” She felt his cock rubbing between her asscheeks more.

Jaune chuckled as he reached around and palmed one of her heavy breasts, pinching and tweaking the erect nipple. His other hand came down and cupped her core. He snorted. "*REALLY?*" he asked, trailing his fingers over her soaking folds. "Just a little bit of teasing me, and you're *this* soaked? You truly *are* a slut, aren't you?" he asked.

“Nnngh Ahhh!” She felt him tweak her nipples, making her gasp and moan out involuntarily as she panted and tried to move her body against his but no luck in getting him off. “N-No I’m not! So... nnngh.. let go of me...” she said with her cheeks bright red and her pussy getting wet as something other than water dropped down her thighs.

Slipping one, two, three fingers into Yang easily, Jaune snorted again. "With how easily you're swallowing my fingers? I'm pretty sure I could shove my *fist* in you without trouble..." he chuckled, feeling her walls squeeze around his fingers and her legs tremble. "Did you just *cum*, you slut? *Wow*..."

“Nnngh... be quiet.... just pull your fingers out and go.. before I... I...” Yang felt so helpless. Her pussy already gushing with arousal as she came. Her hips bucking a bit she felt her Pussy clenching down on Jaune’s digits.

Jaune laughed. "No, I don't think I will, slut." he pressed his thumb on Yang's clit and rotated it, getting a squeak and loud moan from the blond in his arms. "You must be the Beacon Bicycle being *this* sensitive? Tell me, how many men, women, or *both* have had you in this position?"

“Nnnaaagh~! No... I haven’t... no. I haven’t even... nnnghaajhhh~!” The feeling of Jaune’s thumb pressing against her clit was enough to make Yang cum and squirt all over Jaune’s fingers. She moaned out loudly as she did, leaning back against him.

"You haven't even what? Been gangbanged by every boy in the year yet?" Jaune asked, his other hand abandoning Yang's breast to grab her lush blonde locks and *tug* on them, yanking her head back. Instead of anger, which he was expecting, he got rolled back violet eyes and a loud, slutty moan. Brow furrowing in thought, he moved his index finger and thumb to circle her clit for a moment...before squeezing. "Oh my *Gods*...not only are you a slut, you're a masochistic one, too!" he said as Yang cried out, pussy squirting hard enough to hit the shower wall before them.

“Ahhhhh! Jaune! Let gooo~!” She wailed out in pleasure as she felt him pull her hair back moaning. Her cheeks were bright red as she felt so embarrassed, being reduced to a cumming puddle as Jaune caused her orgasms. “I-I... I’m not.. aaaa slut~!” She could help but yelp as her clit was circled by his index finger and thumb.

Jaune laughed, tugging her hair harder, enjoying the sight of her breasts rapidly bouncing from how hard and fast she was breathing. "That's what *all* sluts say, Yang! But don't worry, I'm more than happy to accommodate *every single one* of your slutty holes with my cock..." quickly shifting himself, he lightly knocked Yang's leg, making her fall back onto his cock, her pussy making a loud *SLICKT* noise as it swallowed his cock to the base with no difficulty.

“N-No Jaune wa-AIIIIT!” Yang screamed out in the showers as she felt back into his cock. Yelling out as she felt it slip into her pussy entirely. She gasped out with wide eyes as she looked down to see a slight bulge in her abdomen and a bit of blood running by the water from her pussy. She gasped and sputtered as she shook in his grip. Moaning out as Jaune pulled her hair and groaning as she felt it enter her womb. Jaune didn't hesitate a moment, one hand yanking Yang's hair, the fingers of the other roughly pinching and rolling her clit as he moved his hips with focus, feeling his tip slam into her womb, her walls rippling around him in what he recognized as another orgasm. God, he was going to make it so this slut couldn't *live* without his cock! “Guh! J-Jaune... waiaitz.... your brealing meeee~!” Yang said crying out as she felt her pussy being fucked and railed by his cock, her hair being roughly pulled and the feeling of he clit made her cum, even if she didn’t want to. Her voice was coming out and her breaths ragged with each orgasm she had.

"As often as I'm sure you've done this, I doubt I'm breaking you." Jaune felt her clench tightly around him, milking him of his cum. "Here cums your first load, Yang!" he groaned, pressing his hips flush to Yang's ass as he unloaded into her pussy.

“N-No Jaaaauuuunnnee~!” She felt his hot load fill up her pussy and womb, making her gasp out as she went limp in his arms. Speaking incoherently as she was just raped and creampied by the guy she wanted to get away from her sister. As she did go limp she fell out of his hands and fell to the floor panting with her ass in the air as her gaped pussy was oozing out Jaune’s cum along with some red from her hymen being broken by his cock and her tougue stuck out form her mouth, panting as she tried getting up.

Yang's heart shaped ass was upturned towards him, her pussy oozing a mix of his and her cum out of it. Above that, was the untouched pucker of her ass being offered. "Why, thank you, slut...don't mind if I do!" Jaune grabbed Yang's ass and spread it apart, pressing the slick head of his cock to it. With a quick snap of his hips, he slipped into Yang's backdoor, reaching halfway before he met any resistance. "Wow, such a slut...even *BLAKE'S* ass made me work to get in!" granted, he hadn't had sex with Blake, but then Yang didn't need to know that, now did she?

“AHHHH~! Nnngh.. Jau.... Ju....” she couldn’t even say his name right as her toes curled and her hands were flat against the floor as she tried to get up but the feeling of his cock going deep into her ass made her lay back down against the wet floor panting like a slut as Jaune’s cock went deeper in.

Jaune laughed as he began to saw in and out, spanking Yang's ass hard, loving the wobble of the creamy flesh, which was swiftly turning red the more he slapped it. "Admit it, your body was made to take cock! It's all it's made for!"

“Ah! Nnngh Ah~ Jaune... slow... doooen~” she couldn’t even say words right as she felt him thrusting deep into her ass. Stretching her unused hole more as she stuck her tongue out and her eyes crossed from the sheer pleasure and pain she was received.

Yanking on her hair more, Jaune grinned. "What was that? Go *faster*? Okay, just for you!" Jaune thrust harder and faster, his hips slapping into Yang's backside, the loud *cracks* filling the showers, his free hand slipping around and between her thighs, rubbing, pinching, and twisting her clit again.

“Nnngaaaaggg~ jaaaune your gonna drive me crazy!” Yang came again as she felt her ass being pounded before her eyes began to roll up as she felt her clit being rubbed and pinched as she came more. Her legs shaking as she felt her mind breaking.

Jaune chuckled low. "That's the general idea, my slut. Here cums the second helping!" Juane thrust several times more, short and hard, before slamming his hips against Yang's cherry red rear and unloading his second load into her ass. Yang couldn’t say much more as she felt him cum deep inside of her ass. cresmpieing her as she stuck her tongue out and panted loudly as her body shook. Slowly pulling out of Yang's ass, Jaune let her go and watched her collapse to the floor, watching her gaping ass gushing out his cum with a smirk. He knelt down next to her and turned her head so she wouldn't drown, before speaking. "Did you enjoy the show?" he asked their watcher, before gasping slightly, looking down to see that Yang had wrapped her lips around his still hard and cum slick cock, slowly swallowing it down as she looked up at him in adoration.

“Yeah... I guess you can say I did.” Ruby said revealing herself as she saw her sister sucking Jaune’s cock hungrily with her eyes having small pink hearts and the eager gags coming from her as well. “Hopefully she’ll stop teasing you so much.” Ruby said as she walked over and kissed Jaune’s cheek. “That’s my job~”

Turning his head and capturing his smaller girlfriend's lips, Jaune made out with Ruby as he grabbed Yang's hair and *pulled* her down to the base of his cock, her nose buried in his trimmed hair. The choking and tight throat wrapping around him made him cum one final time, his balls emptying down Yang's throat and filling her belly, before yanking her back and unloading the last shots on her face.

Breaking the kiss, Jaune bumped noses with Ruby. "Yeah, and you do it so well..." he glanced down at Yang, looking up at the pair of them with glazed eyes and cum spattered features. "How do you like the picture?"

[lethe-rpg]

Nagisa is a shapeshifter and lamia hybrid.

It was not sudden, but gradual. Slowly, the bright stage lights no longer blinded him. The cheers and applause started to fade and became a distant echo. The lines he recited were being spoken in a voice that was not entirely his own. As he stood on the stage, draped in layers of silk fineries and powdered with bold and exaggerated make-up, the manufactured glamour of it all became apparent to him. None of this was who he really was. It was beyond acting. He was living a lie. Though the countless awards he received and autographs he signed read “Kazuyuki Otomo-Nata,” the name felt as disembodied as the roles he portrayed night after night. It was the natural price of dedicating himself to the craft he was told. Losing himself, becoming a blank slate, so that he could become anyone. Masters of kabuki could train for years and never reach the level of captivating immersion he could already bring to the stage just as an adolescent with years still ahead of him to perfect his acting, and many would argue he had already done so. Jealous rumours insisted that as heir to a well-respected clan, his success was nepotism. Admirers claimed it was his innate talent and dedicated efforts. But it was the quietest whispers that knew the truth, of how he had literally bewitched his dedicated fans and would-be critics alike. “Demon half-breed,” his own family would say in hushed voices with looks of disgust. Those words still ring in his ears today even when the spotlight of the stage had long since lost its allure and dimmed.

Shifting was not unlike acting in a role. To do it well, one had to know every facet, commit each minute detail to memory, convince yourself you are who you say you are, until the lines become so blurred, no one — not even yourself — could really say who you were or what you had become; in that moment, you simply just are. But for all his success as an actor, shifting never clicked in the same way. No amount of practice helped him improve. Rather, the harder he tried, the worse the effects shifting had on him. It still was and always had been painful and disorienting. Nothing like how his family members had described it, euphoric and freeing. Again, “demon half-breed,” but this time with a sneer and a distinct lack of being subtle. It seemed that he would never fit in and resigned himself to that fact. For years, he lived basking in the spotlight and adoration of fans by night, and bowing his head and trailing in the shadows of those he had shared blood relations with by day. Time went on and he continued to feel nothing, all while wearing this carefully constructed mask of Kazuyuki “Nagisa” Otomo-Nata.

The first chance he had at running away was in the form of the eldest daughter of the Takanashi clan. Brash and unyielding, the fire he saw in her reminded him of his mother, Jezebel Nata. A proud lamia the Otomo clan had kept in a glorified cage, during their infrequent and brief meetings, she had always told him to take pride in being who he was: “My demon half-breed,” she would softly say in her singsong voice. When she said those words, there was no shame or anger, just unconditional love. He could not say if he felt anything towards the Takanashi girl, least of all love and especially not the kind that drives people to get married, and yet that was how they were introduced — betrothed. When he had met to present her with a ring, the exchange was attended by the girl’s elder brother. They shared nothing more than a brief acknowledgement of each other’s presence, but there was no denying that he felt something. Nagisa knew another skilled actor when he saw one, one who wore a mask like he did, one who was also looking for an escape. In that moment, he realized who he would rather be giving the ring to.

The time he actually ran away was when he died at the hands of the one he now knew he loved. Faking his death was a feat he had done countless times on stage, and having to fool his clan who had been not-so-secretly wishing for this very thing to happen was an even easier task. To say leaving the life that had caused him to become so numb was liberating would be an understatement. For the first time in his life, he could make his own choices, and among the infinite choices that were available to him, he chose to be the one thing he never was — normal. “Normal” gave him a new name that did not carry the weight of generations of tradition, a passion for making others feel beautiful without having to change who they were, and a love he never even dared to imagine could be his.

Only their love could convince him to do the one thing he was reluctant to do, and he shifted into a bird at his husband’s request to save on travel for their honeymoon. To his surprise, the pain of shifting was soon replaced with euphoria. The same elusive euphoria his clan had described all those years ago. Never had shifting felt so freeing. As he surrendered himself to the bird’s instinct and lack of inhibition, he gradually became unburdened with the thoughts that plagued human minds. Like he did with roles in the past, the lines began to blur, and he found himself jammed, though the experience was not entirely that unpleasant. The majority of his time in Lethe was spent as a bird, kept in the relative safety of the Takanashi estate. Very few knew of his real identity, but the sea turtle down the hallway knew who he was immediately. Spending time with the retired Takanashi matriarch was like the childhood he longed to have with his own mother. It was the only regret he had of his former life. Without words, they talked about the different paths life could take, of risks taken, opportunities lost, and secrets held. One such secret was how to unjam oneself, and maybe it was the bird’s lack of inhibition kicking in, but he immediately got the urge to try it and found himself a human again. Now back in his body, the things the sea turtle had told him piqued his curiosity about the town. And while Lethe was not exactly what Nagisa had in mind, at least him and his husband will finally have their long overdue romantic getaway.

[yinandyangyang]

a compilation | han

Pairing: Han x Reader

Genre: cup of angst, with a dash of fluff

Tags: blurbs, unrequitedlove, ANGsT, floof?

A/N: this is a compliation of han - related blurbs, undeveloped plots, and angst, plus a tiny bit of fluff

let me know if there are any you think I should continue with!

@bunnyhani​ happy late omg im so sorry birthday, luv!!! you actually make me smile so much, you are a highlight in my life and since none of the scenarios i was trying to make actually really seemed like enough, i just made a few, unfinished, unrelated blurbs, chats, random han related thoughts and compiled them for you ~

01. build me a bridge of rose petals

unrequitedlove!reader

“This isn’t something I can just get over,” I mumbled quietly into the phone. My best friend sighed in response, thoroughly annoyed with hearing of me and my failures at romance. 

“Look, y/n,” she hummed, irritation sprayed heavily into her words. “Cry me a fucking river, build a bridge, and get your dumb, absolutely idiotic ass over it. He isn’t worth your time. You’ve been in love with the dick for - how long - like a decade now. And not once has he reciprocated your feelings.”

A sob built in my throat and I bit my lip to keep it from escaping. I’d yell back, if I had the energy. But I didn’t. And she was right, any who. I’d been hopelessly in love with the one, the only, Han Jisung for years, since middle school. And never once had he liked me back. We had been friends for all this time, yes, Jisung and I. We had even gone dancing together a few times. 

“Stop dreaming, stop selling yourself short, stop rejecting all these other guys in the hopes he’ll magically like you back because you’re hurting yourself. I can’t stand seeing you like this any longer, y/n. I know I sound like an ass, but you deserve all the happiness in the world and I know you will never in a million years, find that with Jisung.

“Forget him, y/n. Forget him and be happy.” 

“... okay,” was all I could manage. Because ultimately, she was right. I had been letting him get in the way of my happiness for far too long. “Talk later.” 

And shutting off the phone, I tossed it across the room. Her voice echoed in my mind, “Forget him, y/n. Forget him and be happy.”

It wasn’t that easy, though, I thought to myself. He’s just always there. Han Jisung’s always on my mind. His smile. His voice. His eyes, lord, his eyes. The curve of his lips. The way he looked when he laughed. 

A sudden bout of painful coughing rumbled deep through my diaphragm, wracking my whole body with violent bouts of wheezing until I was left gasping for breath. Something pink flew out of my mouth fluttered slowly to the ground. I brought my hand up to my lips to investigate and the sickeningly sweet smell of roses wafted through the room.

My finger tips fell away from my mouth wet. Covered in blood. Another cough shook my body. 

Two more rose petals shot past my lips. 

02. lotto winner

bestfriend!jisung

“My gosh, __,” Jisung whined, scrolling through his instagram feed for the third time that hour. “What are you doing, wrestling with the zipper? Why do you take so long?”

“Yah, Han Jisung! Trying on clothes isn’t as easy as you think, okay?” you shouted through the changing stall door, still trying to decide whether the outfit looked good on you or not. “Can you look at this outfit and tell me what you think? I don’t know if it fits my body right.”

“Fine,” your companion sighed. “Just hurry, up, okay?” Jisung stared wistfully out the window at the bright blue sky. It was really lovely this afternoon and he had to spend it with you, inside an expensive clothing store looking like it had just come out of tumblr’s aesthetic page, waiting for you to try on clothes.

Jisung subconsciously glanced down at his watch right as you hesitantly exited your changing stall. The edge of the baby blue cropped crew neck ended right above the waistband of the black corduroy skirt and the trim of your skirt fell right a good six inches above your knees. Cradling your arms to your chest, you shot your friend a nervous smile. Frilly and girly wasn’t your usual look, you would have rather worn a pair of boyfriend jeans and one of Jisung’s oversized sweaters.

“What do you think?”

“You look good, now let’s go,” he spoke and not bothering to spare a glance up, he shrugged. You noticed of course.

“Yah! Jisung, you idiot!” you yelled, picking up the closest pair of pants next to you and throwing them directly at the head of your best friend. “You’re supposed to actually look when I ask you to.”

Peeling the pants off his head, Jisung rolled his neck, now more irritated than he was 3 seconds ago. First you waste his time and now you throw a pair of pants at him. What the hell? When would the torture end? He sighed for the nth time that afternoon, gaze finally traveling over your figure. And all irritation drained out of him like it was nothing. 

The second his eyes fell over your shy smile and flushed cheeks, all he could think of was damn. You looked good. The miniskirt complimented your curves and accentuated the length of your legs. Baby blue against black wouldn’t have been his first choice, but the innocent way you looked up at him erased all color complaints he had.

Whatever guy started ended up stealing your heart would be one damn lotto winner.

Coming back to himself, Jisung scoffed, immediately looking away from you. A pretty pink flush tickled the apples of his cheeks.

“W-what?” you stuttered, looking down at yourself nervously. “It doesn’t look good, does it? Oh my- I should have known better. It’s the color combination, right? I knew I should have picked pink or something-”

Jisung snorted, pushing himself up to flick you in the forehead. Stunned, the speech spilling from your tongue like word vomit halted and you looked at him.

“Oh my God, __. First things first, I didn’t need to look at you because I know you look fine in anything you pick. Secondly, now that I finally looked at you, I just realized that I shouldn’t have because now I’m disappointed. You don’t look as pretty as I was envisioning you.”

“Shut up, dumbass!” All prior unease forgotten, you smacked him in the shoulder. “Another comment like that and I won’t buy you food.”

“Okay, jeez,” he snickered, rubbing the spot you hit him. “You do look pretty, though.”

“Yeah, right.” You called, flouncing back into the changing stall with a pout. “You just want food.”

“Believe what you want to,” Jisung sang back, settling back down onto the couch outside the stall, all thoughts of you and just how good you looked erased. “I could always leave you here.”

Within seconds, you were out of the stall, completely changed and the slightest bit pink in the face. Jisung bit back a laugh. If there was anything you hated more than the thought of being with him (romantically), it was the thought of being without Jisung.

03. best friends v. break ups

text convo

j*s.~.ng: I've never felt more exhausted… j*s.~.ng: normally I wouldn't publicize this j*s.~.ng: but my heart hurts. So. Much j*s.~.ng: can I call you? j*s.~.ng: ahit nvm. j*s.~.ng: i forgot you're on a blind date…. j*s.~.ng: forget everything and ples enjoy :))) y/n: *5 seconds later* hey you okay? j*s.~.ng: all good ☺ y/n: don't hide behind emojis I know you better than that j*s.~.ng: but you're on a date j*s.~.ng: what are you doing texting me y/n: he kinda already left because you kept texting j*s.~.ng: shit. j*s.~.ng: I'm so sorry. y/n: don't be. He was a control freak j*s.~.ng: are you sure I'm not interrupting something? y/n: absolutely, chill j*s.~.ng: can...you pick me up? y/n: already in my car. Where you at?

04. silently 

unrequited!reader

It was all too soon when I got that feeling again. You know… that feeling.

That feeling, the one you get where your heart, slowly breaking, drops without hesitation into the depths of your stomach and begins to churn, boiling up a brew with the irritating emotions called heartbreak, loneliness, and hurt. The stench of the horrific brew rises and rises and continues to rise in your stomach, building up pressure in your lungs and making it hard to breathe properly. It eventually makes its way to your eyes, odor building tears up… and then there’s really nothing you can do to keep them from falling.

You know… that feeling.

I’ve loved the same boy since I was eleven years old. For a portion, a small one mind you, of that time, I was told he liked me back. Of course, that was merely a miniscule section of that time, the rest of the time, we decided to grow up, only when I grew up, I was left with the same feelings I’d had for him all those years ago. It killed me.

And it was only natural that he wasn’t.

We’d both had a couple flings with other people tossed in there… but my mind was constantly on him and his... wasn’t. His eyes, his lips, his arms, his laugh, his smile. I loved him. And nothing was ever going to happen between us. Because of his lack of self confidence, he always looked for affirmation in month long relationships, only to break it off, then find someone else over the course of the next week.

Did it hurt? Yeah. Of course it hurt. Fuck, it burned like shit. But what could I do?

I’d talk it out with close friends, my mom. It wouldn’t solve anything though. I was still left with that same heartache, the same slow, numbing pain.

There were those instances I wouldn’t see him for a while and those overpowering feelings would subside into a a low, near non existent hum. It would be those periods of time that would hurt the most, yet also be the most peaceful. During those hours, days, weeks… I would find myself missing him, his hugs, his smile… but I would also find solace in those moments of not having to worry about him, how he was doing, what I’d wear when I saw him next...

But through all those times, through all those years… it had never hurt this much. He’d already had so many girlfriends before and his yearning, his unquenching desire for constant affirmation seemed never to be satisfied, so he dropped one and moved on again.

When he and I made eye contact from the ends of the hall ways, a bright smile overtook my lips like it always did. This time though, it wasn’t because he was wearing a pair of slim cut denim jeans with a white form-fitting button down and a black suit jacket and looking the most attractive I’d seen him in a while, it was because I had decided to finally come in terms with my feelings. I loved him and appreciated him as a person, a friend... and a boy.

He approached me with a playful smile, the brightness of his expression challenging the setting sun.

But was we made our way into the room, sat down beside each other like regular, and began to talk, the conversation took a turn, one that really wasn’t in favor of my mood.

He brought up his newest girlfriend.

It wasn’t like I was angry at him for having a girlfriend, I was just a good friend, nothing more than that to him. He wasn’t mine. He was his own person.  

“So..” I hummed, trying to keep the conversation light, though really it’s not like anyone would have noticed my sudden shift in mood. I mean, we’re talking about me for goodness sake. I threw shade for fun and if I was hurt, it’d always be masked by my overpowering sarcasm. One sudden mood shift wouldn’t stand out, after all, I’d had enough practice hiding my true feelings from an unfortunate many times before. “She’s pretty?”

“Oh, exponentially more so,” he hummed, a radiant, beautiful smile decorating his lips as his mind drifted off once more to his gorgeous girlfriend. I never got that smile. That special, heart breaking smile was only reserved for the best, the prettiest and that was not me. “She’s... everything I didn’t realize I wanted in someone...”

He continued on, speaking of her eyes and how they glittered with this special something every time he saw her. Had my eyes ever looked like that to him?

He brought up her hair, how soft it felt when he ran his fingers through it, how it always seemed to fall perfectly. My hair... I reached up subconsciously to touch it. Was it soft? Did it ever look effortlessly beautiful like that?

His eyes glowed when he redirected his description of her to her smile. He said it was perfect, the way it shaped her eyes into pretty little crescent moons, and that when they were together, it seemed her lips were curved into nothing but. I frowned. He never noticed - wait no, of course he didn’t. Why would he notice my smile when his mind was solely on hers?

I brought my knees up to my chest, the familiar feeling of self pity slowly consuming me. I could no longer concentrate on trying to be a supportive friend while my heart was breaking like this.

I choked back a silent sob. He continued speaking, eyes glazed over in adoration of his girlfriend. My eyes burned, tears welling up at the corners. He chuckled, laughing about something she reminded him of. I reached up, wiping away my unshed tears. He smiled down at his fingers, moving them, savoring the feeling of the ghosts of her fingertips.

He didn’t notice anything. He never did.

A sad, somewhat pessimistic thought entered my mind. Was it because I wasn’t pretty? Would he notice the more minuscule things about me if I was pretty? Would he ask if I was okay if I was pretty?

Would I mean anything more to him... if I was pretty?

Forcing down my tears, I sighed, smacking a easy-going smile back onto my lips. Who cared if it looked fake. It’s not like he would have noticed anyways.

05. you, me, & the moonlight

roommate!au

“Hey...” I hummed, looking up briefly from my computer screen to Han Jisung, my best guy friend, roommate, and unbelievably cliche forever crush. The dim light from the yellow street lights outside mixed together with the lazy, past 10 pm atmosphere in the room. My feet lay on his lap, his laptop perched on my shins. At the sound of his name, he turned to meet my gaze, the slight dimple in his cheek sending my heart into an unauthorized gymnastics routine. He dislodged one earbud from his ear.

“Yeah?”

“What on your schedule tomorrow?” My eyes dropped down to the half-written essay on my laptop screen to avoid a blush from appearing on my cheeks. “I wanna do something.”

He yawned, stretching his arms above his head, t-shirt riding up on his stomach to reveal a sliver of the smooth planes of his taut muscles. Dammit, Han Jisung, cover yourself better.

“Hmm… There’s a morning practice tomorrow from 5:15 to 7, and then I have classes from 8 to 12. Afternoon practice is 2 to 3:30… I also have a study session later tomorrow, like around 4-ish, but it shouldn’t last longer than a couple hours. So we can either do something during lunch or pull an all-nighter doing whatever. Your choice.” He shut his laptop and placed it on the coffee table, the kitchen lights making his chlorine-bleached hair glow golden.

“Well tomorrow’s Friday. I’m most likely going to be asleep during lunch, and I don’t have anything on Saturday until after lunch so I’m game for the all-nighter.” I shut my laptop and placed it on the coffee table as well, rearranging myself so that my head rested on his shoulder. “But if you have morning practice, you should probably go to sleep soon.”

“Alright mom, geez.”

He scoffed in faux offense, laying his head atop mine on instinct. 

And, the mere movement sent my heart beating about fifteen times faster than it was supposed to be.

06. your sensitive side 

idolfriend!jisung

“Why are you sitting so far away?” Jisung stared at me, a confused look on his angelic features. For once, I wasn’t cuddled into his side. For once, I decided to sit on the very opposite side of the couch, curled up with my favorite penguin plush, Snoogly Woogly. A childish frown marred my usually gentle features.

“Why does it matter?” I spat out, clutching Snoogly Woogly tighter.

“Because you’re obviously bothered and in need of a hug,” he said quite matter-of-factly. I buried my face in Snoogly Woogly and groaned loudly, trying to smother the butterflies in my stomach with annoyance. He just smiled, put down his pineapple pizza and crawled over to my side of the couch. Soon enough, Snoogly Woogly was pulled out of my arms and her plush body was replaced with his firm, warm one. He picked me up, cradling me on his lap.

“Hey!!! You’re on my side of the couch, you big dumb dumb!” Instinctively, my arms wound around his lithe, idol body. I could feel him smile into my shoulder as he hugged me closer til we were pressed flush against each other.

“Oh please. If only you could feel how tight you’re hugging me right now.”

“Only because I don’t want to fall, you fucking sequoia tree!” I growled into his chest. “You’re still on my side, though.”

“Fine.” With that, Jisung picked me up as he stood and walked back to his side of the couch. Sitting back down, with me on his lap, he gave me a pointed look. “Is this better?”

A blush raged across my face. Why did he have to be so… obnoxiously strong and sensitive? I had been living with him for how long and still haven’t found enough flaws to stop liking him.

The night went on. We had just finished our third movie, second box of fried chicken and first box of pizza, and he still hadn’t let go of me. Then again, he was asleep now and he usually went to hug things in his sleep. Pushing off his drowsy form carefully, I peered at the clock on the microwave. 2:54 am.

Slipping out of his loosening grasp, I cleaned the coffee table off. Out went the trash, into the fridge went the pizza. Approaching the couch once more, the cracks of my broken heart softened as my eyes ran over his sleeping figure. I pulled off his glasses gently and set them down by the charging ports in the dining room. He shifted in his sleep, better revealing his soft features.

My hand stretched forward subconsciously to brush the hair from out of his face but I stopped myself. No... I shouldn’t. I turned to head back into the kitchen. Where the fuck was the melatonin..? But as if the whole universe was pitted against me, one of the legs on the coffee table somehow magically placed itself inconveniently in front of my foot.

Before I could stop myself, a whisper-shouted fuck surged past my lips. At the sound of my profanity, his eyes cracked open.

“Hey… shouldn’t you be sleeping?” Though his words were mumbled almost incoherently, his deep brown eyes gazed up at me, awaiting an answer.

“Oh- well yea-” before I could finish my sentence, he reached forward and placed a finger to my lips. Once that effectively silenced me, he sat up and wrapped his arms around my smaller body for the second time tonight, pulling me to the relaxed pace of his heart. For a moment, I lay there stiffly. Though this was no new position to me, my mind raced with doubts. The recent pain in my chest was getting worse, making it harder to think, function, and act normal around him. What had I let myself get pulled into? More importantly, what had I let my heart get roped into all those years ago?

As if sensing my unease, he cracked one eye open, ran a hand through my semi-tangled tresses and rested his lips against my forehead.

“Then sleep.”

07. even death would be kinder

arrangedmarriage!au

“Oh __, my darling girl, how you’ve grown!” I grinned weakly, doing my best to enthusiastically return Mrs. Han’s hug. The woman was like my second mother. I had known her since I was in primary school and I absolutely adored her. Her son on the other hand…

“Han Jisung, come here and say hello!” Mrs. Han called out to her son. I steeled myself for the shock of seeing how the now unfamiliar young man approaching us had changed.

“Hi, __.”

The first thing that came to my mind was ‘hot DANG. his voice got deeper.’

Seulgi bowed quickly before shooting me an apprehensive look and taking her leave.

Taking a deep breath and a quick mental check, I looked up and extended my hand out to shake his hand in greeting. Upon looking up though, I could feel my hand fall slack in disbelief.

The young awkward boy I had fallen in and out if love with during my teen years had now been replaced with a suave, smooth young man. His smile came easily, lips stretched to reveal his bright teeth. His chubby, babyish face had slimmed down significantly over the years. His chiseled jawline and crescent eyes accommodated the handsome face he now sported well. But his eyes… the playful, mischievous brown eyes of his had not changed at all in the years that had passed.

Shaking myself out of my thoughts, I quickly shook his hand, slapping a professional smile on my mouth.

“Pleasure to see you again, Mr. Han. It's been too long.”

His smile faltered and the happy curve if his beautiful eyes vanished. Nonetheless, he shook my hand firmly and nodded, the smile, albeit a tad uncomfortable, still remaining.

“It has.”

Quickly releasing his hand, I stepped back. An uncomfortable silence shrouded us until Mrs. Han cleared her throat.

“Why the long faces, you two? You were the best of friends years ago,” turning to her son, she reached up to pinch his cheek. “Why, I recall you telling me she was the only girl you could be completely comfortable around.”

The handsome male across from me stiffened.

“That’s because she’s like a sister to me mom,” he said, smiling thinly. I pursed my lips, clutching the clipboard in my hands a tad bit tighter. Yes. That was all I was. Nothing but a ‘sister’.

“Oh pish posh,” Mrs. Han scoffed, waving her hand through the air as if it were nothing. “You’re acting as if she’s nothing but a stranger right now.”

Jisung rolled his eyes.

“Mother, we haven’t seen each other in ages.”

“Ages, my foot.” She slapped her son’s arm. “Now you two, stop acting like children. It’s time we had lunch.”

08. how much you care

domesticfriendship!au

“Guess what today is?” I asked, bouncing on the tip of my toes. Literally. Because I was wearing high heels. And one does not simply bounce on their whole feet with high heels.

“Your birthday,” Jisung spoke, returning my smile with an equally casual one.

“Yeup!” He had remembered! Excitement hung around me as I hummed giddly in response. I had finally gotten my feelings in order and realized how much he meant to me. It wasn't just my birthday. Perhaps now maybe I could mean something more to someone.

The lesson went by quickly and before I knew it, so had the majority of the night. Soon enough, it was just the two of us left in the room. While half of me knew he would soon be walking out of those doors like the rest of the students, half of me prayed desperately for him to stay.

“Can I show you something?” He asked suddenly, gesturing to the computer. Giving my consent, he searched and pulled a video up. And for the next minute and a half, I watched flashes of meme-filled images singing a horrid, remixed happy birthday song.

“Wow,” I chuckled in disbelief. His boyish laugh sounded in harmony. “I don't know what I expected but that definitely wasn't it.”

“Well I mean, I'm broke so I couldn't have got you anything,” he snorted incredulously.

“That's is true.”

I took a good long moment to appreciate his features. His smile. He was extremely attractive and I knew that. I knew that from the moment I first saw him in 4th grade. But did I ever do anything about it? No.

All of a sudden, I didn't know what to say. Conversations had never been awkward between us but for some reason, at this moment in time, my heart began to beat faster, my cheeks began to color. A feeling of dread filled my stomach. Oh no. Was I... falling for one of my close male friends??

Before the moment could get any more awkward, the sound of a vibration alerted the both of us to his phone and, pulling it out, the smile dropped from his face. An apologetic smile covered his lips and he pocketed the device once more. 

“Aight, my dad is here,” Jisung sighed, gesturing to the door. “I gotta head out.” 

Disappointment coiled in my stomach when he turned towards the door, exiting without a second glance. I stood there, staring at his receding figure, confused at why I was feeling the way I was. I didn’t know what I had been hoping for, but it certainly wasn’t for him to leave like that. 

Something in my body pulled me forwards, nearly tripping me over my own feet as I chased after him. 

“Wait! Jisung!” I called breathlessly from the doorway. “No birthday hug or anything?? I’m offended.” 

The boy turned, teasing smile playing at his lips. He paused in his step, rolling his eyes. The boyish quirk in his smile sent my heart hurtling over the edge into the chasm of having a crush at what seemed like a thousand miles per hour. 

“Fine,” he spoke, grin more than obvious in his voice. He continued towards me, hands shoved sheepishly into his hoodie pocket. 

“No, nevermind,” I scoffed playfully, turned back around, crossing my arms in faux offense. “I don’t need your hugs. Even though it is my birthday.” 

“Come on, y/n,” Jisung hummed, his soft, velvety voice sounding right by my ear. “Don’t be like that.” 

All of a sudden, a pair of warm, strong, lithe, familiar arms snuck around my waist pulling me firmly against the built frame of my best friend. The scent of his fabric softener and body wash overwhelmed my senses until all I could feel was him and home. He bent down, resting his cheek against the top of my head. 

A fiery blush burned over my cheeks. 

“Jisung-” I whispered, turning around in his arms. But that was all I could say before he pulled me into his chest once more, cradling my head into his comforting body heat. The sound of his melodic, hypnotizing heartbeat flowed through my ears, falling into a comfortable pace with mine. 

“Happy birthday, y/n.” 

[bluedancingkittykat]

tagged by @avantegarda

rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs!

a-age: 22

b-birthplace: Minnesota eh.

c-current time: 9:16 pm

d-drink you last had: Coke no ice

e-easiest person to talk to: I have different people for different topics so i dont have a single person

f-favorite song: uhm, right now “The Darker the Weather//The Stronger the Man”-MISSO

g-grossest memory: ok, so when i was little and lived in my old house, we had an apple tree. I LOVE climbing trees and i was climbing this tree and unbeknownst to little me, there was an army of ants making their way across the branch!!! and I, about to make a traumatic mistake, put my tiny hand in their way🙃 and they climbed all over me.

h-horror yes or horror no: psychological horror, B-grade horror, cosmic horror, all yes; gore horror, i dont seek it out but im ok with it. the rest is a no.

i-in love: with no one but i’m in love with soft preztels

j-jealous of people: sometimes yes, usually about how well their illusion of “having their life together” is. 

l-love at first sight or should i walk by again: walk by again, anything worth loving is worth seeing again lol

m-middle name: M

n-number of siblings: one

o-one wish: that money would never be an issue

p-person you last called: My sister

q-question you are always asked: “can you do _______”

r-reading anything right now: Linguistics for Dummies, Fall of Gondolin, variety of fanfiction

s-song you last sang: “The A Team”-Ed Sheeran

t-time you woke up: 7 am, unfortunately

u-underwear color: purple

v-vacation destination: somewhere with good wifi but not a ton of people.

w-when was the last time you really laughed: just now: my sister and I are traveling to Fargo and she wanted to know which city (Fargo or Bismark) was in ND and which in MN. She did not believe me when I told her both were ND. “they are neighboring cities!!! one is in Minnesota one is in North Dakota!!...if Fargo and Bismark are in North Dakota, what city is it?!” (its Moorhead btw)

x-x-rays: my most recent one is when I got an x-ray of my stomach

y-your favorite food: Spaghetti with meatballs but I can be bribed with Soft pretzels and Blue Icees

z-zodiac sign: Virgo

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[jamaisjoons]

alphabet tag

tagged by @namoonji​

a// age: 21

b// birthplace: india

c// current time: 12:21pm

d// drink you last had: squash

e// easiest person to talk to: my best friend, twin soul aka @devotedpark​

f// favorite songs: bts jamais vu and dionysus currently

g// grossest memory: that time i got shit faced drunk on 7 double vodka lemonades, 5 tequila shots and 3 double barcardi and coke and woke up the next day completely blacked out but naked and my mouth tasting like vomit because i’d most likely thrown up the night before whoops

h// horror yes or horror no: fuck yes i almost exclusively watch horror films

i// in love: yeah with namjoon and hoseok

j// jealous of people: lmao im the most jealous bitch that ever lived

k// kids of your own someday: not really, i never really wanted to get married or anything but i’m not saying no because if the right guy comes along (namjoon and hoseok) and they want children? maybe (if it’s joon and seok then definitely pls)

l// love at first sight or should i walk by again: i’m too busy being in love with joon and seok so walk by 100 times to get my attention from them 🙂

m// middle name: lauren cecilia (for an indian, i have the WHITEST name ever)

n// number of siblings: one older sister, one younger brother

o// one wish: marry namjoon and hoseok thank u,,,, or just even meet them so i can tell them how much they mean to me

p// person you last called: the 2am call last night from @devotedpark​ because she lives in ny and got off work but i live in uk aka 5 hours ahead of her rip

q// question you always get asked: “will you stop playing bts?” - like legitimately, i practically play them 24/7 and people around me are getting tiredt

r// random fact about you: i love almost all animals except reptiles and amphibians and especially snakes

s// song you sang last: joke - rm

t// time you woke up: 8:45am to get ready for my interview (note how i had a call at 2am the night before that lasted till 4am rip)

u// underwear color: teal

v// vacation destination:  anywhere with a beach,,, i wanna travel asia too

w// worst habit: p r o c r a s t i n a t i o n

x// x-ray: nah

y// your favorite food: like i said, any asian food

z// zodiac sign: scorpio

tagging: @bang-tan-fan @minstrivia @devotedpark @cloudysuga @aureumjeon @cowaboooonga

[iamagentcoop]

Tag Game

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs!

tagged by the ever awesome @silverquillsideas!!

a - age: 31

b - birthplace: United States

c - current time: 5:32 am

d - drink you last had: water

e - easiest person to talk to: My husband. 

f - favourite song: Oh jfc. Way too many. Here. Have a few: Kaleo Can’t Go On Without You Led Zeppelin Babe, I’m Gonna Leave You Mahler Symphony 4 Poco Adagio Barber Cello Concerto 3rd Movement

g - grossest memory: Honestly...I’ve given birth to three kids.. I’m pretty sure there were more than a few gross memories in there. 

h - horror yes or horror no: Not my fav

i - in love: Yes. Have been for 10 years now <3

j - jealous of people: OH yeah. I’m one of the most competitive people I know. So yeah--I’ll act all high and mighty on my pedestal but you can sure as hell bet I’m actually down stomping around in the mud like the jealous little pig I am ;)

l - love at first sight or should i walk by again: eh...it’s a nice idea. But no. I mean look, I hated my husband with a PASSION when I first met him and we still got married. Enemies to lovers is a far better trope anyways ;)

m - middle name: Elise

n - number of siblings: 2 sisters

o - one wish: To have a sense of fulfillment at the end of my life. 

p - person you last called: my sister

q - question you’re always asked: Mommy? Mommmy? MOOMMMMMYYY??? (Not a question. Just incessant repetition of toddlers.)

r - reading anything right now: The Scorpio Races and Banana Fish manga (AGAIN)

s - song you last sang: “When you wait, you can play, sing or imagine anything!’ Daniel Tiger. And no I’m not kidding. But actual song? Probably Hozier Movement? It keeps getting stuck in my head.

t - time you woke up: 4:30am

u - underwear colour: no idea. That would require me to have some sort of self pride. 

v - vacation destination: Within reason, I’d say I’d like to take our original honeymoon to the Oregon coast that we postponed because we figured we could save more money. (HA and then never took a honeymoon.) If I could go anywhere? Vienna, or Japan somewhere? I’m not much of a traveler unfortunately.

w - when was the last time you really laughed: Yesterday. Here’s a terrible story for you. 5 year old was being a pain in the ass so husband told her "Hey I think there might be a guy in a van outside who’ll give you candy if you go with him” And then I laughed. Yeah we are awesome parents.

x - x-rays: Hands, Head, chest...

y - your favourite food: EFF another impossible question. The black bean burger with salsa from a very specific local restaurant or... anything curry.

z - zodiac sign: Leo

Wow THAT was a great way to waste time! tagging @mystrana, @lasenbyphoenix, @whatthefoucault, and anyone else who’d like to play along and waste time away like it’s nothing.

[gigiadorestaylor]

Story time - 09/29/2018

so yesterday i was seeing @taylorswift for the third time.

First time i saw her was at the 1989 Tour when i traveled all the way from Brazil (i was living there in 2015) to Chicago just to see her. My mom and I dressed up with the HYGTG outfit, we put lights on it, was really cute. Taylor had a cold that night so there was no loft89 but that didn’t stop me from having the best time ever. It was my first time seeing her and i didn’t cry which got me surprised.

(07/18/2015) - Chicago, IL

In 2016 I moved to Houston and 3 months after i moved she was playing in Austin at COTA. We got tickets 3 days before the show, we were barricade on the GA and I had the best time. I also didn’t cry idk how. That night i heard sparks fly, you belong with me, 22 and holy ground for the first time live !!!!! But i survived.

(10/22/2016)- Austin, TX

Reputation came out, my parents already knew we would have to go otherwise i wouldn’t shut up about it. I got boosts for the presale, in december i got tickets but by myself on section J cause my parents wanted me to be as close as possible and they couldn’t afford for the 4 of us to be on the floor.

The day finally came and it was time to see Taylor again.

(09/29/2018) Houston, TX

For the first time I cried. As soon as they scanned my ticket I started sobbing, my fake eyelashes came out but that didn’t matter hahahah

Again i walked into the stadium and i cried even more. (the video shows my reaction)

It was the closest i’ve ever been to the stage. I was by myself on the floor, was the first one to arrive at section J. I met these two incredible girls who I had the best time with during the show. During the opening acts i was going crazy cause i love charli so much and camila is like my favorite singer after Taylor.

I met Paul, he took a picture w me and signed my bracelet. Met Grant, Mark and Jazz and they were all amazing <3

Even when “Tequila” and “Babe” was playing, everyone was sitting down and i kept singing so loud and going crazy.

Taylor came on stage i started crying again.

I wont get into much details cause I’m already saying too much in here and probably no one will read this buuuut anyway

She was right in front of me for delicate

As soon as she started flying over us, i ran to the bstage. Security told me to go back to my seat but i was like “Taylor Swift is about to sing a song I probably never heard live before and i wanna be close.”

I literally ran through security but i made it

She played Wonderland and it was on my list of songs I wanted her to play so yayyy :))

I didn’t make it to barricade but there was literally just one girl between Taylor and I

After that, she got to second bstage and i did everything i could to get closer as well. At that point security couldnt control the fans cause everyone was going crazy

ANDDDD I MADE IT AGAIN!!!

But then she started to sing dress on the opposite side of the bstage, and I thought to myself “Yup, gotta go over there”

Guess what? I made it.

Like Taylor says, never give up on your dreams.

I went back to my seat after Dress.

During long live i cried so hard with the girls i met because taylor’s speech about it was just amazing, and i had never heard long live live before so you can imagine how i was...

Show ended and I was thinking about the fact I didn’t see anyone getting picked for rep room.

I talked to her security, the one that’s always with her, he was the sweetest person I swear!!!

Here’s my conversation with him

“Hey excuse me can i talk to you?”

“What’s up?”

“You’re part of Taylor’s team right?”

“What’s up?”

“I know a lot of people come to you with this and it’s probably annoying but is there any way for me to meet her tonight?”

“No sorry, she’s not doing any meet & greets tonight”

When he told me there was no rep room i started sobbing and he was like “Hey why you crying?” And he pressed the thing on his ears which i believe means that someone else could hear it

“I was confident i was gonna meet taylor tonight, the show i went in Chicago she didn’t have loft89 so I thought it would happen tonight”

He told me “You live here? Are you going to the dallas show ?”

“No I cant buy tickets”

“What’s your name? What would you tell taylor ?”

I startes crying even more

“Im gigi, giovanna. I just wanted to thank her for helping me through my long distance relationship and say that, once I traveled from brazil to see her but now that i live here is easier for me to come to shows, and i love her so much”

“Okay, gigi and you live here in Houston right? dont cry okay? You want a guitar pick? Here you go”

I thanked him and he had to go, talking to him made me so happy that I wasnt even sad about not meeting Taylor! For whichever reason she couldn’t have rep room last night, i hope everything is fine and her family is okay!

I haven’t given up and i believe someday i’ll be able to say thank you in person.

I love you Taylor.

@taylorswift @taylornation

[jayflowers]

THANK U @gcncontroller 4 TAGGIN ME ITS BEEN LIKE 80 YRS

Rules: Answer these questions then tag some blogs you’d like to know better

Nickname: jules, j, john, johnny, sai, mambo no. 5..... i have a lot @w@;

Zodiac: sagittarius

Height: 168cm

Time: 4:45pm

Favorite band/artists: uHMM i dont really have a favorite band atm to be honest, i just listen to a little bit of everything

Song stuck in my head: MAMMA MIA HERE WE GO AGAIN MY MY HOW CAN I RESIST Y-

Last movie I saw: i re-watched wall-e and the martian w/ a couple of friends recently lol

Last thing I googled: willow smith. wanted to find out her age and was v surprised to see shes only 17.... 

Other blogs: nah i can barely keep up with this one lol. i do have a pokemon blog but i haven’t used it in literal years

Do I get asks: sometimes....

Why did I choose my username: 

Following: 1369 LMAOOOOO rip

(if youve ever tagged me in anything w/o telling me.... im so sorry. there’s no way i saw it kgfgjkfgn)

Average amount of sleep: uHMM depends. on weekends i get 8-9 and on weekdays i get like 6 on average

Lucky number: 4

What I’m wearing: a black shirt with white stars on it, pink and white striped pajama pants

Dream trip: everywhere!!! anywhere!!!! i love traveling, there are so many places i wanna go...

Favorite food: almost anything italian

Play any instruments: i played the flute when i was little... i could probably still play a few simple melodies but i was never really good at it lol

Hair color: black

Eye color: dark brown

Most iconic song: how dare you ask me that..... there’s no way i could possible answer.... 

Languages you speak: spanish and english

Random fact: like, about myself? well

i know the lyrics to all the pokemon anime openings

i’ve never broken a bone... *knocks on wood*

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: ghosts, foggy mornings, starry skies, airport terminals, neon signs, aliens, five-pointed stars, cats

Tagging: @todoiiku @aki-tuna @eidolicninja @izukkun @kamidoki @kingtodoroki @bakudone @mullet-lord @angel-shindo (i love u all)

[obannthepunished]

This weeks notes Mostly transcription this week i think, i tried my best for nott’s scene. as usual ignore the asterisks because theyre just notes to myself.

peace

Molly is Nervous (tm) abiut sticking around, or going to the gentleman

theres a fight in the evening nip, beau is fucking excited its thedd (halfling from sewers) and lewis (one of the ones that had run from the research facility)

N: "I got three gold on Thedd" M: Seems a bit late for a wager at this point N: Just you and me! M:.... fair. I'm in.

Thedd wins by standing on lewis' throat til he passes out holy shit M: (drops coins into Nott's hand) N, smug: Thank you :)

oh now Nott and Beau are fighting jesus christ. C: "I cast Haste on Beauregard." Laura: YOU PIECE OF SHIT **

J: Inflict Wounds (17 dmg) ((Fjord, changing his voice: "I GOT 5 GOLD ON THE HORNY ONE)) B: WHAT THE FUCK JESTER, Stunning Strike, (7dmg, jes fails con save (6), she is stunned, extra attack from haste, 6dmg) J: (is stunned for this round, until the end of beaus turn) B: Beaus the shit outta her ( 12dmg, 6dmg) ((MOLLY blinds her)) B: still goin, but misses 2 of em, hits on the third (12dmg) J: (goes down)

caleb: goes for the low five, and Beau just.... ignores him unintentionally bless.

Frumpkin is sent to lick the blood off of jesters face, Beau cleans her up <33

They are called to the gentleman's side

offered a forward of 500gp and a pot of 4500g to travel to Shady Creek Run, the criminals town, and free and bring back Ophelia... something, who corresponds often with the gentleman

the tldr of the second (250 adv, 1750 pot) is that the swamps are dangerous for the gentlemans safehouse which has gone dark.

theyre promised resources for missions from the gentleman

Jester: "IS HE MOIST"(re the gentleman)

they take on both, starting with the swamps. The Gentleman advises they travel the 70 miles above ground.

Fjord is so fuckin smooth talky wtf. they get greater heling potion(s)?? + cure disease? Caleb's gettin some ink + paper, but its not good for spells 8(

Nott keeps making water puns. im counting 4. and a hankie.

Jester wand of smiles Kutha again, poor kutha 8(

Caleb + beau ( + assumedly nott) go to pumat's

have they paid their inn tab??

Cay buys incense for rituals, probably find familiar lbh. he also gets his magical ink+parchment.

Beau is interested in the bracers of defence. Theyre like 1200gp tho arent they??? B: how much PS: 1200 gold B:HOLY SHIT PUMAT. [snip] B: HOLY SHIT PUMAT(S).

C: (tells beau he cast haste) B: YOU SLIP SOMETHIN IN MY DRINK CALEB??? WHAT THE FUCK MAN

they have 6 horses, 2 pulling, 6 solo. Jes is driving thr cart.

Caleb: (brings up the feywild) Jester: oh the traveller has told me about that!!

Frumpkin is (one of) the first cats yasha has seen 8'O shes fuckin loving it **

lots of fucking soldiers heading to war. hundreds, if not thousands.

night falls as they reach the origin of the. road. they cant find a campground because tal rolled SHIT even with advantage.

Jester + Fjord take first watch. (13. Nothing) Yasha + Beau on second watch. (14. Also Nothing.) B: We should huddle together for warmth??? Y: Fr- Frumpkin is keeping me. very warm. are you cold??? do you want my, my cloak? B: No, no my, my (jacket??? cant remember what she said) is fine, its htin, but its warm Then they talk about Yasha ands this is the furthest shes ever been. Y: "i like this stuff. Grass, and, things. you know." B: You appreciate grass?

B: What was your favourite part of xorhas? Y: I... dont know if i HAD a favourite part

this was the CUTEST shit

third watch is Nott + Molly (10, nothing happens) taliesin trying a jester voice makes me the heart eyes emoji

goblins canonically steal children what THE FUCK. And EAT them. But Nott, apparently, has not eaten a child. "My clan, we STOLE from people. money and clothing and things. And when things got tough, we'd steal the people too." Goblins dont do family. "I do not have an urge to kill and eat children" "i have cravings for... rats... cats-" (Caleb snaps) Frumpkin goes back to the feywild Yasha: =(

taliesin taking watch after rolling shit cmon. he gets 16. Noon, broken cloud cover, a tiny distant curl of smoke. oh not again. its a mile away tho so like

the smoke is coming from a small shack.

"For you, Fjord, I will make Frumpkin a bird." He doesn't though but its the sentiment.

Yasha gets shoulder frumpkin back!

The shack door opens to "an elderly fullblood orc" with hair and beard and all that shit.

for 1 (one) gp a month, you TOO can bother a whole old man orc. Jesus christ he had a battleaxe. puts it down, invites yasha and molly in. THIS IS SO UNNECESSARY Molly buys hide armor + 2lb of meat for 16gp. M: Perception check 10. Matt: "Okay." There is sOMETHING SUS about this.

and theyre off again, i am glad for this. i do not like elderly orc man.

yasha and molly double up on that goof "we totally killed him, three times." its very good

M + Y: What kind of meat is this? (fuck their rolls) its meat! its good meat!

M+Y take first watch, its 12. Nothing happens. Yasha collects some flowers to press awww. N+C Second watch, they roll w advantage lmao. 22. something is going to happen. "you hear the snapping of a twig. you see a shifting of shadow. a few things" Cay casts mage armor

Two arrows for Caleb. con saving throw. probably poison. 10. its poison. he is poisoned. fucks frickin sake. is it gnolls?? is it goblins??? hyenas??? furred barking things. wolves.

two ogres, a cluster of wolves, and goblin-like creatures

initiative order:

Beau: Nat20, 24 Goblins Caleb: 18 Fjord, Molly: 16 Ogres Nott: 15 Yasha, Jester: 6 Wolves

B: Jester, puppies!!

Yasha and Jester shrug off poison of those that hit them.

Caleb casts slow on one ogre. unrelated liam is so good???

oh yeah eldritch blast gets two beams of eldritch blast at lv3

Molly radiants once scimitar and cuts RIGHT through one of em. misses the second.

Caleb hit with a javelin, 4-5 inches into his stomach, holding itself upright. Caleb keeps the spell going.

Nott pretends shes one of them and aims for Caleb, hits the book instead. and nails it.

Jester (traumatised): CALEB!!! cure wounds 2nd level. but he is pretty fucked so its ok. he heals to full its ok its ok. Jester cares so much

Yasha pulls necrotic shroud! which as someone who cant watch TM, this is a reveal for me! :D

J: (to cale) Youre alive! How did- C: (monotonous) haha! funny, joke.

Fjord explodes a goblin Molly cuts one in half, vertically

Molly curses the ogre attacking beau

Nott shoots the ogre, and then the goblin next to her... but misses and is fucked

Yash gets the hdywtdt on one of the ogres

Beau @ necrotic shroud!yasha: you look... dope. You look FUCKIN HOT LETS GO.

cay has magic missile!

fjord gets the second hdywtdt w eldritch blast.

cay n molly go to retrieve stolen goods from goblin but apparently just Molly

Yasha necrotic shrouds when shes startled awake. F: Can you fly? Y: ...no J: Have you tried? Y:... yeah.

Yasha n Caleb have a conversation in celestial C: No really, are you an angel? Y: of sorts, i guess [snip] C: You will have to explain this now, or later. do you want to explain this now, or later? Y: i- ill explain it, just, maybe we should clean up first!

i have no idea whats going on but i heard marisha say "bad dragon" and im gonna die

J: Nott, are you okay? Was it weird to fight other goblins? N: it was... rewarding. I'm only sad that... one got away. B: Nott, do you share the same hatred in yourself? [snip] N: Do... do I hate myself? No. I'm... I'm cool. F: You seem excited to hurt your own kind. N: I know, I'm a goblin, for as long as I've been alive I haven't felt comfortable in, in there. I havent felt comfortable in my skin. It feels like I shouldnt be, i dont fit in with them. I feel, this feels WRONG, like I should be in a different body. The way they act, the way they are, it's not ME. They do horrible things to people, and they seem fine with it. I never felt the same with them. It's not that I don't like myself or anything, I think I'm okay, I just don't like how I feel when I see my hands, or my feet. They just feel wrong. I just want to be... different. C: Was there anyone you were close to? N: Not in my clan, but there was... someone. They tried me on different jobs but I was not a soldier, i was not a good cook, not good at sweing, or building, they stuck me with the torturer. I was the torturers assistant. there was a halfling village not far away and they captured someone from the village, they wanted me to kill him, but instead, I was kind to him. And he started talking, and my... fellow gobbies didn't like that, but they allowed it, because i was getting valuable information. [about halflings resources] I became friends with him. He was nice. J: What happened to him? N: I hope he got away J: Did you leave before him? N: We left together [snip J: Did you love him? N: .... I don't know. The halfling taught her how to speak in halfling, taught her about alchemy, when he has taught her everything, the goblins said to kill him. And she didnt want to. so she got REAL drunk, and shot another goblin in the ass. N: I hope he got away. We ran off in separate directions. I've been running ever since.

+1 to the quest log, find Nott's friend.

Beaus trying to be nice i love her.

C: I do not care. I know who you are now. (<333)

B: I think we're all a little bit of island of misfits.

F: You showed a lot of bravery tonight B: Nott, The brave. J: Maybe there is a comma.

Y: Nott, I'm sorry we made fun of you eating children N: I HAVE NOT EATEN CHILDREN

B: What got you locked up with this guy? (Caleb) N: Being me. Stealing food? C: You told me it was cherry wine. N: OKAY IT WAS BOOZE.

it is now raining.

M: Well, I'm sleeping underneath the cart! if anyone wants to join me... J: We wont all fit! M: We'll snuggle. *

Molly + Jester are under the cart.

"i tasted a baby once. ONCE. they were handing around a bowl, I didn't know-" -N Liam takes Sam's flask and takes a swig so i assume caleb does the same in canon C: "Who am I to judge?"

[annashipper]

JT Anon

Isn’t that kinda the theme w Ben & Sophie when it comes to parenting and their kids? Super duper cool and laid back? Things that suddenly matter a lot to people when they have a precious bundle to care for don’t matter all that much to these two, since they are so super super cool.

When new mommies and daddies are expecting their first child, while its not advised to become paranoid, most loving parents take extra precautions to be careful. These two are way too cool, and engaged in all manner of activity and travel that is not recommended for preg women, due to safety concerns for both mother and baby. Ben and Sophie are just too cool to worry about fetus safety.

With a new infant I’ve never, ever known a new parent not to become hyper vigilant about germs. Even when its actually advised that kids get a little dirt in their mouth to help w their immune system. In all my years, I’ve never met a single parent who doesn’t have hand sanitiser in every pocket and whose heart doesn’t race a little bit when people pick them up w out using it. ESPECIALLY with first babies. Ben is just so so cool that he lets his kids chew on dirty things literally dozens of people have held and may or may not have toxic elements to it. He really is a one in a million dad!

Most parents I know are hard pressed to leave their infants side the first few weeks of life. Even the parents I know that have loads of cash and an army of handlers and minders really do want to be with them every possible moment, if anything just to stare at them. One dad I know described “sitting holding him and just inhaling him for hours when I could have honestly just left him to sleep”. The parents I know who have to leave young children describe it as very, very difficult. You don’t have to go far to hear stories of dads in various professions that require them to leave young children describing it as one of the most difficult things. Now Im not suggesting parents don’t give themselves a night off, but the sheer number of days and evenings away from their weeks old, first infant was getting to the point that it appeared that BC & SH either didn’t have a baby at home, or were two people who didn’t have much of a bond w their new baby. I mean, who chooses entire weekends away from a days old infant when they could stay home? Then again its not totally uncommon for some parents to not really bond with their babies right away. It is odd that both parents seemed to be so ok w days on end leaving their infant. Sophie did demand that you not even mention her being a parent or maternal. Maybe there were issues for both new parents there. Or maybe Ben is just so super duper cool and laid back, he was one of the few men I’ve known who happily leave their new baby for days on end voluntarily for publicity events and parties

Most parents I know are hyper protective of their kids safety. Suddenly they are aware of how many perverts and creepers live in their nabe. Most people buy houses in specific areas that are meant to be “family friendly” which, beyond public schools, means safe. Ben and Sophie are just so cool, they are totally ok with their kids address being published in the papers, blueprints of the house being made public, and the child’s face being placed on the internet for sale by a professional celebrity photographer. It’s the laid back parenting life.

Thats the theme with these two when it comes to their parenting. Just super duper cool, so so cool and laid back. Everything that would normally matter and be important to two people as new mommies and daddies of a bundle is just. quite. kinda. not. THAT. important. Maybe they will mention it (*cough* to the media for attention and “good daddy” branding *cough*) buuuutt, actions? what are actions?

These two continue to be just a little left of centre, just a little off in their behaviour and speech surrounding their kids. Something is just always a little off. Just a little unsafe, just a tad neglectful, just a teeny bit cold, just a smidge unfamiliar, just a tick unloving sounding, just mildly cold.

What do I know? Maybe I’m just not super duper cool enough and laid back enough to “get it”

J super cool T anon

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JT, sometimes I’ll pick your submissions apart and counteract them point for point.  Today is just one of those times when I agree with every single word you’ve sent in.