#it’s okay boba we’ll love you

[acatalystrising]

I had to make it. Had to.

I mean…🥰🫠

[astraysimp]

Personal Sunshine

Hi bubbies! It is once again my favorite Friday! ……..9mitm Friday! Sadly, this is the second to last chapter. But, it is our sunshine Lixie’s time to shine! @straykeedz we’re almost done 🥺

Summary: you and lixie have only been dating for 4 months, but what happens when a bun in the oven throws a fork in the road of your new relationship?

Warnings: new!relationship trope, dad!felixie and baby bokkie, MARSHMALLOW FLUFF, unplanned pregnancy, mentions of failed condom, pet names, fem!reader, brief talks of periods.

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You and Felix were still in the honeymoon stage of your relationship.Cuddling, holding hands, spending all your spare time together. Time with Felix was time well spent, in your eyes. No matter what you were doing; whether it be watching movies, playing video games, going to a boba cafe, watching Felix play video games. As long as you were with Felix, you were happy and at peace. So, you two were just soaking up the joys of your new relationship. However, you weren’t necessarily expecting a bun in the oven, 4 months into your relationship.

The day you and Felix found out was forever engraved into your mind. Late. You were 5 days late. And that had never happened to you. Sure, you had been so stressed that a period skipped here and there. But, that was rare, only happening once in a blue moon. You, now, especially wouldn’t be stressed when you had the personification and human embodiment of sunshine by your side. 

 Your periods always came like clockwork, ever since you had started getting them. The second week of every month. It was even marked in your calendar with a red marker, even though you knew it came at the same time. So, there you and Felix were; sitting in the bathroom of his apartment, a little white stick on the counter, both of you glad in your matching pajamas.

They had become your favorite pajamas. A soft pink set that Felix had gifted to you for your second date. The date was a simple movie night at his apartment. The pajamas matched his– except his were a soft blue. Made from a soft cotton, the shirt was a button up with a heart shaped breast pocket, littered with small hearts all over. The pants are made from the same material, same heart pattern and cute cuffed ankles. And his were  the same. “Got these for us,” he giggled out, handing you the set when you had entered his apartment, but not without placing a kiss to your lips. “I saw them at the store and thought they were cute. So, I got us a pair,” he added with a pink fluff to his cheeks and ears.

“Lixie pixie? Pixie poo, What does the test say?”

You were sitting on the closed toilet seat, wringing your fingers nervously. A habit of yours that he had picked up on, pretty quickly. Positive? Negative? These were the longest 5 minutes of your life.

Nervous. Scared. Confused. Perplexed. You felt all the emotions surge through your body, like a rampant white water river courses through its stream when you heard the words pass through his plump heart-shaped lips.

“Pregnant. 3-5 days…..but we-we used a condom,” he said, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at the pregnancy test. And boy, were those lines clear as day. It was unmistakably positive. 

“Lixie poo…….condoms aren’t 100% effective, pixie poo. We couldn’t have expected it planned this to happen, honey bear.” You slipped out, your hands cupping his cheeks. His eyes were full of uncertainty.  Were you expecting this? No, but you were happy to be experiencing it with him. Placing a kiss to his lips, you made sure he could feel the love in your kiss. “We’ll be okay, yeah?”

You had seen Felix play with babies before, and he with you. So, naturally you both had thought of what life with a baby would be like together. Sure, you didn’t expect to find yourself with a bun in the oven…..but it was still exciting. 

Felix has always been the ideal partner, in any and all imaginable ways. So, as your pregnancy progressed and your body changed, he was there. It seemed to come to him so naturally, as if he was always meant to be a dad—to your baby. He rubbed your aching back, massaged your sore ankles, cooked all your cravings(no matter how absurd they sounded) and did it all with a love filled smile on his face and stars in his eyes.

Each trimester brought its own challenges. Morning sickness, cravings, swelling body, fatigue, your growing bump. But, your sweet Lixie poo was so sweet and caring through the entire 9 months. He  even planned your baby shower. The color theme being soft cream and pastel yellow– the same colors that would decorate Su-Jin’s nursery.

The baby shower was amazing, he made it such a cozy environment. There was balloons, chicken plushies, soft blankets and  decorations everywhere. Felix set up all the catering, making sure there were things to suit everyone’s taste. The games? All planned and picked by Felix. There was a special scratch card that revealed the gender of baby Lee, baby themed bingo, see who could change a diaper the fastest, nursery rhyme word unscramble– and of course there were prizes. Yes, Felix picked the prizes out,too. Making each goodie bag, consisting of an alcohol shooter, glow up toy pacifier, candies and mini ultrasound pictures of your baby. The desserts? That was his forte. Of course, there was a cake–bbokari shaped with a bib on– vanilla flavored with whipped buttercream. Obviously, there was a tray of his signature brownies, cut into baby themed shapes– pacifiers, diapers, teddy bears– there was cookies, in a few flavors.  

Heck, he was amazing— no, he was perfect— through your birth,too. He cried when you cried, held your hands, pressed cool cloths to your forehead, fed you ice chips. Felix made you feel calm, even though he may have been panicking himself. “You’re doing so well, honey bear.” He whispered countless times, as he pushed hair off of your damp forehead. For him, cutting the umbilical cord was the best part, seeing you bring a new life into this world.

They say that the eye of a hurricane is calm, even though a storm rages on around it. Felix was your eye, in the hurricane that was giving birth. He brought you a sense of peace, even if there were doctors and nurses surrounding you. The nurse telling you to push, other nurses scrambling around to have materials ready for when  Su-Jin arrived into the world. None of it mattered as soon as you looked into Felix’s eyes. One soft smile and look at his chocolate brown eyes and you could feel yourself calming. The breath you didn’t know you were holding releasing itself from the confines of your chest.

A new life that you and Felix made through love. Baby Lee was a chubby 8.2 pounds— equipped with the cutest little rolls— , born with ebony locks, big round dark brown boba eyes , heart shaped lips and freckles. Felix cried when he held Su-Jin for the first time, cradling the small bundle in his arms as he sat shirtless– knowing how important skin to skin was for a newborn. “Hi, I’m your daddy, bokkie. It’s so nice to meet you. Me and your mommy have been waiting so long.” He whispered, gently lifting the baby to press a gentle kiss to his forehead. 

Su-Jin’s eyes had fluttered open, taking in the new world around him before landing back on Felix. Felix smiled, his eyes looking at the baby who mirrored him, a tiny smile on his face. “My Su-Jin.”

So, just imagine a tiny felix and bang….that’s baby bokkie for you. Yes, you and Felix called him baby bokkie— but his name was Su-Jin. Su meaning long life and Jin meaning precious or rare.

Man, he was precious,too. That baby was more cuddly than his daddy, and Felix was cuddly. Baby bokkie cried when out of your or Felix’s arms, only at peace when being cuddled, finding solace and tranquility in the loving embrace of his parents. Not only was he cuddly, but he wasn’t fussy (unless he wasn’t being cuddled). The cutest thing was his giggle, as it matched Felix’s giggle. He was a perfect baby–calm,slept through the night, angelic. An angel on your,your angel.

Now, he is 7 months old and still as giggly as ever. You and Felix were enjoying doing some tummy time with Su-Jin, while on a casual Tuesday afternoon. And let me tell you, that baby loved his tummy time. You were in the kitchen, preparing a light snack for you and Felix and a bottle of milk for Su-Jin. 

Humming to yourself, you smiled as you could hear Felix cooing to his little Su-Jin. “Hiii, angel boy. Are you enjoying tummy time?” Su-Jin only giggled and wriggled his chubby arms and legs around, loud squeals and giggles escaping his mouth. Felix smiled, covering his face with his hands. “Peek a boo!” He laughed, smiling brightly as Su-Jin giggled and tried looking around Felix's hands for his daddy. “Here I am, baby!” Felix smiled, his eyes forming crescent shapes as he uncovered his face with his hands, causing more matching giggles to fall from both Su-Jin and Felix’s lips.

He was laying on the floor, his chunky body clad in the cutest chicken onesie-courtesy of Felix, of course. Felix was laying on the floor in front of Su-Jin, holding a toy out in front of Su-Jin—the toy in question being a plush bbokari. “Jinnie, who is that? Is that bbokari?” He asked, moving the plushie’s arms to wave at his little one. “Hi, Jinnie. it’s me,bbokari!” The sight of his dearest plushie sending a rush of happy squeals through his system.

Su-Jin looooooved his bbokari. Felix had gifted it to him when he was born and now Su-Jin sleeps with it every night, without fail.Wherever Su-Jin went, bbokari went with him. The yellow plush toy clutched in his small arms, as he slept through the night, with soft white noise playing in the background. 

Angelic little high pitched Su-Jin giggles escaped through the air, as his small chubby hands made grabby gestures at the toy. “Do you want bbokari, my little bokkie?” Felix asked, as you moved to sit criss-cross applesauce, next to Felix. Sensing his mama’s presence, Su-Jin’s eyes lit up. He always knew when you were there, his mama senses going off in his little body.

You smiled and leaned forward to smatter an array of kisses to his chubby cheeks,setting his bottle down on the coffee table.. “Hi! Hi my boy!” You giggled, as he kicked his little legs, as a showing of glee and excitement. He had started crawling not too long ago, and soon enough his little legs and arms were carrying himself to you. Giggling, he plonked his little body onto your lap.

Smiling, you picked him up, holding him in front of your face. “Hi Jinnie. Hi my bokkie, awwww, look at you! You’re so cute!” You exclaimed, holding his little body close to yours, as he giggled and placed his hands against your cheeks. “Mommy has a bottle for you, bokkie. Do you want your baba, hm?” You smiled, rocking the baby on your lap.

Leaning forward, you grabbed the bottle, testing the temperature of the milk on your wrist. Not too warm, not too cold, just right. “Come here, pumpkin,” you cooed. Turning Su-Jin on your lap, you laid him across your chest, so he was being cradled. Tucking him against your chest, you smiled as he looked up at you, one of his small hands holding onto your shirt. “Here you go, my angel,” you whispered as you slipped the nipple of the bottle into his mouth, letting him drink.

Placing a kiss to your knee, Felix sat up to be level with you and pressed an open mouthed kiss to your  cheek. “Hi honey bear,” he whispered, resting his cheek against your shoulder as he watched Su-Jin drink.“Hi pixie poo,” You sighed out in return, your eyes looking at each other  softly. Placing a soft kiss to his cheek, you smiled. “We made a cutie, huh, lixie?” You smiled, as Su-Jin’s eyes started fluttering shut .

Setting the now empty bottle down, you smiled as the grip Su-Jin had on your shirt tightened, as his eyes closed. You gently patted his back, “sleepy baby, my sleepy boy.” You cooed, cradling him to your chest. Felix leaned over noticing how Su-Jin had fallen asleep, gripping your shirt with his cheek pressed against your shirt. “Angel boy is all pooped, huh?” Felix giggled, as he gently helped you stand up, walking the familiar path to Su-Jin’s nursery.. “Yeah, suppose we should put him down for his nap, lixie.” You said, rocking the sleeping baby. “Probably, it’s tiring being so cute.” He nodded in agreement. 

You loved his nursery, picking out the color scheme and decor, to  picking out the furniture. The walls painted a soft cream color, little pops of pastel yellow littering the room.  Su-Jin’s crib was cream colored wood, a soft mattress lying inside with cream and yellowed blankets tucked inside. Bbokari was lying in the crib, usually, unless he was with Su-Jin. Which was most of the time. You had a plush cream colored swiveling chair with a matching ottoman, a chair you and Felix had fallen asleep on many times, as you watched the sleeping babe. In the corner was a bookshelf, stocked full of baby books, small plushies. Most important, was his framed birth certificate and picture of you. Felix and Su-jin. Those sat on the middle shelf, where they were proudly on display. His nursery was warm, comforting and emanated love.

Holding a sleeping Su-Jin, you walked to his nursery with Felix following closely behind you. “Here we go, my angel boy,”Felix cooed,softly pushing the door open as you walked to his crib. “Nap time, my prince.” You whispered, noticing that he had completely fallen asleep. “Sssh, shhh. There we go, sweetheart,” You smiled, gently laying him in his crib, settling his bbokari plush in his arms.

He looked at peace. His small face and mind free of any worries? You suppose being a baby didn’t really have many worries, though. Just the next feeding time, when mama or papa would give you more cuddles. It seemed to be a peaceful time for Su-Jin. Just generally, he was a calm baby,though.

Funnily enough, when you gave birth the doctors were worried that he wasn’t crying. He was quiet, maybe a little too quiet. But, very very cute and chunky. Neonatal nurses checked him to be sure that everything was okay— and everything was. “Oh, I guess he’s just a quiet little bun.” The nurse told you, giggling when he seemed to grow more calm and serene in your arms. 

“Night night, my sweet pea,” You whispered, grazing your finger over his cheek, after pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Sleep well, my bokkie.”  Felix whispered, watching as his son slept. All the while, you were switching his small sun shaped night light on— a sun because he was your sunshine, along with Felix.

Ever so quietly, you made your way to the door, switching the light off. Turning to face Felix, you wrapped your arms around his waist. “I can’t believe we made him,” Felix whispered into your hair. Nodding against his chest,your fingertips traced soft shapes over the expanse of his back, that was covered in a soft cotton pajama shirt. “I know, but…he’s all ours, forever.” You smiled, peeking up at him through your eyelashes.

Locking eyes, you held a steady eye contact. Both of your eyes holding nothing but pure unadulterated love and adoration, for not only one another but for Su-Jin. Felix’s eyes were glimmering, stars dancing along his chocolate brown irises– akin to the freckles that danced along his cheeks.

You had seen that look in his eyes before, the first time being when he held Su-Jin for the first time. It was a level of love, different to the lovestruck eyes he gave you. It was a parental love. The kind of loving eyes your parents gave you, his parents gave him. There was no way to verbalize the look, it just held a different feeling of love. A love so pure, so unfiltered, so divinely strong that it brought tears to your eyes.

Yes, Felix always looked at you with love in his eyes. And, you did to him, as well. But the difference between the romantic love eyes  and parental love eyes was incomprehensible. Neither you or Felix were able to vocalize it. It was a feeling, a sense of deeper love, it was warm, comforting. The best you could compare it to was the feeling of wrapping a warm blanket– fresh from the dryer– around your body on a cold night or a hug from your loved ones. The warmth and feeling of a profound love  encompassed your being, surrounding you completely, pausing the world around you for that moment. 

Holding his hand in yours, you made your way back to the living room, where you pulled him to sit next to you on the couch. You and Felix had only been together for 1 year and 8 months–4 months before finding out you were pregnant, 9 months of you carrying baby Su-Jin and 7 months of being parents. But, you knew in your mind, your heart, your soul that you and Felix was the one, he was it for you. And, he felt the same. Every fiber of your being, every atom in your body told you that he was your life partner, your soulmate, your safety.

Looking into his eyes, you smiled. “Where do you see us in 5 years, lixie?” A conversation you had before, knowing you;d still be with one another. He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, nestling his cheek on the top of your hair. “You know where I see us,” he giggled, his hand patting your outer thigh. “Still, I wanna know.” You giggled back.

Did you know? Yes. But, you loved hearing him tell you anyway. 

Chuckling, he took your hand in his, his thumb grazing your ring finger. “ I see us married, with another kid or maybe two more . In our own house, the color scheme is cream and soft colors. Our house is cozy, welcoming, loving, just like you. When you walk in, it smells like freshly baked brownies–made by yours truly. Su-Jin and his sibling or siblings running around while you’re playing with them. A dog running around– a golden retriever or king charles cavalier spaniel somewhere around the house.” He relayed to you, as you looked up at him, your eyes shimmering with unshed tears. 

“No matter how many times you tell me, it never gets old,” you whispered. Cupping your cheek, he ran his thumb under your eyes, wiping your tears. “My sunshine, our relationship may have been new and just starting, but my love for you will never get old. Even when we’re old and wrinkly, my love for you will be as brightly burning as the day we met.”

Little did you know, he already bought the ring and it was tucked away in his nightstand

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[pahtoosh]

Imagine y/n manages to down a cup of coffee while daddies!stucky is trying to calm them down while chasing them throughout the house

ugly shirts and caffeine crazies

masterlist

summer celebration masterlist

18+

wc: ~9800 words

warnings: maybe a little 🤏 too long. baba calls you a brat🫢 daddies take off their shirts later for silly reasons

a/n: thank you, lovely anon for this suggestion! i am actually very sensitive to caffeine myself so this really spoke to me hehe😁 like i cannot drink coffee at all or i will be a bouncing wreck and i can’t have tea after 5pm!! or i wont sleep!! i need my daddies to help me cos sometimes i forget and i get a nighttime boba with my friends and then i don’t sleep until 5am😳

pairing: stucky x gn!little!reader (Dada = Steve, Baba = Bucky, Daddies = both Steve and Bucky)

summary: Bucky and his baby have a disagreement over a shirt. while baby runs away, they manage to drink Steve’s coffee

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Steve whistled a happy tune as he began making his morning coffee. Because of the serum, he didn’t need the caffeine to get through the day, he just liked the routine. As he waited for it to cool down slightly, he began preparing breakfast.

It was a lovely, quiet morning. The sky was slightly overcast and birds were chirping. Unfortunately, peace in your house could not last for long.

“No! I don’t wanna!”

“It’s your only clean shirt right now, Angel.”

“It’s ugly! I hate it! I hate it!”

“Hey, we don’t use that kind of language here. Now put on the shirt or you’ll be getting a time-out.”

“You can’t make me, Baba!” You escaped your argument with Bucky, dodging past him to run into the living room.

He groaned and followed you out of the room, finding you hiding behind the couch. ��Baba’s not messin’ around. Come put on your shirt. Now.”

His strict baba voice should’ve been a warning, but you were not putting on that shirt. The colors were all wrong and the printed design was incredibly thick, making it uncomfortable to wear.

“No! You can’t make me!”

Bucky raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “We’ll just see about that, won’t we?”

“You have to catch me first!” You ran away again. This time, Bucky chased after you instead of following at a walking pace like before. He almost caught you but you threw a pillow at his face and ran into the kitchen where Steve was trying to ignore your fight.

You froze, not expecting to see your Dada. Just then, Bucky came right behind you and trapped you in his arms. “Gotcha.”

“Noooo!” You squirmed, trying to escape his grip.

Steve couldn’t help but laugh after seeing the two of you. Bucky was out of breath and his hair was messed up, you were half-dressed, and both of you looked so angry at each other while Bucky practically hugged you from behind.

“What’s going on here?”

“This one,” Bucky said, not breaking his staring contest with you. “Is being a little brat and refuses to put on a shirt.”

“Not just a shirt! It’s the ugliest shirt in the whole wide world!”

“We don’t have any other clean shirts for you, remember? You. Have. To. Wear. This. One.”

“I. Don’t. Wanna!”

“God, the both of you are so stubborn,” Steve said.

At the same time, you and Bucky stopped glaring at each other to say “no I’m not” and “nuh uh”.

Steve threw up his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Well, let’s just see this so-called ‘ugliest shirt ever’ and then see where to go from there.”

You nodded. “Yeah! And then Dada will see how ugly it is and I don’t have to wear it!”

“Or Dada will see that it’s just like any old shirt and you have to wear it anyway,” Bucky teased.

“Buck, no.” Steve freed you from your vibranium trap and got down on your level. “I’m gonna help you, okay sweetness?”

You nodded smugly and stuck your tongue out at Bucky. Dada was on your side, not Baba’s.

The three of you made your way to your room. While walking, you noticed your daddies giving each other certain looks. It was like they were having a silent conversation. Maybe Dada wasn’t looking out for you like you thought he was. Maybe he was only saying that to make you stop fighting.

In reality, Steve was making fun of Bucky for his childish behavior and Bucky was silently arguing back, demanding Steve to not tell anyone about this.

No matter what they were talking about, you couldn’t take that risk. You let go of Steve’s hand and ran off again, confusing your daddies.

“What the-“

“Baby, where are you going?”

Bucky put his hands on his hips. “Not so easy, is it?”

Steve groaned. “C’mon, we’ve got a runaway to catch.”

Meanwhile, you were frantically looking for a place to hide. Behind the couch wouldn’t work, Baba found you there last time. Maybe the kitchen! The island was a good size to hide behind and if your daddies came up on one side, you could sneak your way around the island in a circle and they’d never see you.

You went behind the island and sat down, trying to catch your breath. All this running around was making you tired and thirsty. Above your head, you spotted a mug on the counter. You checked to see if the coast was clear and took a sip. And then almost spat it out. It was the worst, most bitter-tasting drink you’d ever had.

Although, it was beginning to make you feel better. You drank as much as you could handle and then put the cup back before returning to your hiding spot. You could just barely hear your daddies looking for you in the living room over the sound of your own heartbeat.

“Where could they be?”

“I don’t know, but I’m starting to- wait, do you hear that?” Your daddies halted their movements.

You placed a hand over your nose and mouth, hoping that the air purifier in the living room was enough to distract them from the sound of your breathing.

Bucky sighed. “We don’t have time for this. Let’s just find that little troublemaker and then we can get on with our day.”

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

Catching you was a very, very difficult task. Your hatred for the shirt combined with the energy from the coffee allowed you to beat out two supersoldiers. Steve and Bucky were exhausted, both of them laying on the living room floor while you jumped from one hiding place to another.

“What’s gotten into them?” Steve asked.

“I don’t know, but I’m starting to think we’re not winning this fight. I mean, our baby’s running circles around us.” He looked at Steve. “Think it’s time to throw in the towel?”

“Ugh, maybe. It’s kind of embarrassing that our adversary is screaming and dancing around the house while we’re just trying to catch our breath,” Steve joked.

“We’re getting too old for this.”

“Ya got that right, pal. I’m gonna go drink my coffee. Hoping it’ll give me a second wind.” Steve got up and went to the kitchen. When he saw his partially empty mug, he connected the dots and facepalmed.

“Buck, we’ve got a problem.” He returned to the living room. “That little sneak drank half a cup of black coffee.”

Bucky’s eyes widened and he sat up. “How?”

“I guess I left it on the counter? And they were hiding in the kitchen for some time so..”

One of your giggles cut through the tense conversation.

Bucky sighed. “Alright, I’m done fighting the beast. It’s team no shirt until that laundry machine gets fixed.” He got up off the floor and brushed off his hands before taking off his shirt.

Steve laughed. “What are you doing?”

“If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.”

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

Your two shirtless daddies met you in your playing room. You were hiding behind the coloring table.

“Are you in here, sweetheart? Daddies are here to throw in the towel- or shirt, I guess.”

“You win, babydoll.”

You carefully peeked over the table. “You tellin da truth?”

“Yeah. Look at us, team no shirts just like you. Can you come out now? We missed being with you all morning.”

You squealed and ran to hug them, bouncing excitedly. “Yay! Yay! Yay! Now we all don’t wear shirts! Can we do this all the time? ‘Cause then we don’t wear shirts and then we only wear pants and then when we don’t wear shirts we don’t have to wash shirts and then we don’t have to fold shirts and then we only have to wash and fold the pants and that’s so-“

“Woah, woah there. You’re talkin’ so fast, your mouth is about to fall off,” Bucky said.

You gasped and held a hand over your mouth.

Steve poked him in the side. “Baba’s only joking, baby. No mouths are falling off. But we do have to fix the problem of you drinking coffee.” He held your shaking hands. “Do you feel different right now? Maybe super energetic and excited or nervous?”

You kept bouncing on your feet. “YEAH! I feel like I can run forever! And I can run fast! And I can talk fast and my heart goes fast too!”

“Yeah, it’s fun for a little bit but it’s not good to feel like this for too long. We’re gonna take you to Uncle Bruce for a little check-up, okay? Maybe he can help get you back to normal.”

“OKAY DADA! Can Uncle Bruce be team no shirt too?”

Steve sighed. “I forgot about that, I don’t think we’re allowed down there without shirts on.”

You tried breaking away from Steve’s grasp, but he learned his lesson and was not letting you go.

“I not wear da ugly shirt! No, no, no!”

“Please, baby? Just for one hour?”

“NOOOO!” You stomped and turned every which way, trying to free yourself.

Bucky looked down at the floor, trying to wonder how you all got into this mess when he got an idea.

“Angel? What if you wear Baba’s shirt, hmm? It’s not as ugly as your last shirt, I hope.”

You stopped squirming. “Maybeee.”

“Just try it and if you don’t like it, we’re bringing a baby in a blanket down to Uncle Bruce.” He carefully put the shirt on you, starting with the neck hole and pulling the sleeves over your arms.

You marveled at the feeling of the soft, lightweight fabric. The sleeves were extra long, letting you curl your hands up inside them. Best of all, it smelled like your Baba.

“I love it! I love it soooooo much! Oh! Can I wear your shirts all the time, Baba? I promise I give them back! And Dada too! I wear Baba’s shirt today and Dada’s tomorrow! And the next day is Baba and the next day is Dada and the ne-”

“We’ve gotta see Bruce.”

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

One check-up later, Bruce gave you a special medicine to cancel out the effects of the caffeine. You were now tired from the whole ordeal of running away from your daddies all morning.

After lunch, the three of you cuddled on the couch. You read a couple of books and took a nap. Nap time was especially cozy with both your daddies there and because you were still in Bucky’s shirt.

Eventually, the laundry machine would get fixed, but you still loved wearing your Dada and Baba’s shirts from time to time. You insisted that you all trade shirts because it was so fun. Usually, it’d just be you wearing one of your daddies’ shirts, but sometimes you could initiate a three-way trade and see one of your daddies wearing your shirt. It was so funny seeing a super soldier wearing a t-shirt with a dinosaur riding a bicycle on it, especially when the shirt was a size or more too small.

[robinhobiii]

i love boo more | fiancé! b. sk

summery : he’s still your best friend but he’s now your fiancé.

Part I, Part III

Seungkwan knew that he loved her the moment he laid eyes on her. So why was it difficult to tell the love of his life to marry him? He’s confident about most things but right now he was so nervous. He needed to come up with a plan. He deployed his 12 friends for the job. It can’t possibly go bad, right?

He likes to think he knows Y/n the best. He knows her favorite make up brands, and her favorite boba order. Ooh and her love for anything cute. But why can’t he figure out how to do this proposal?!

How will he plan it out?

How does she want it?

Will it be romantic enough?

Will she laugh?

Ugh!!

Seungkwan huffs out before dialing Chan.

“Meet me at our usual spot and tell the others as well. ”

. . .

The “usual spot” was actually Seokmin’s and Soonyoung’s place. The two boys often let all the boys hang out there since they have the biggest apartment amongst all their friends.

“So, what’s got you all twisted?” Chan said as he stuffed his face with fries and cheese burger that Mingyu brought.

“I can’t think of a single good way to propose to y/n.” Seungkwan whined out.

“Why are you stressing? It’ll come naturally kwan-ah. Don’t fret over it.” Joshua said as he sipped his cola.

This caused Seungkwan to glare at him before he said, “You sweated through two shirts before even asking noona to be your wife. I don’t want to hear anything from you.”

Joshua choked a bit before everyone started laughing. “You’re so annoying.” Joshua muttered.

“Anyways, how do you want it to go?” Jun asked genuinely.

“I don’t know yet. I don’t know if I want a fancy restaurant or romantic beach date or late night walk or dinner with-“

“Dinner with friends!” Jeonghan said excitedly.

“Wha..t”

“Look, we’ll have a get together somewhere. Then one of our girlfriends can distract her while we set up. Then boom! You ask her the million dollar question.” Jeonghan finished with a proud smile.

“Hyung. . . That’s a great idea! I should’ve thought of that.” Seungkwan said as he let out a sigh of relief.

Jeonghan put his hand on Seungkwan’s shoulder and said “Don’t worry about anything. You just get the ring and practice your speech to her. It’s okay to be a little nervous because it’s big step. But all your hyungs will be there, so don’t worry.”

“Thanks hyung. I really appreciate all of you guys..”

“Ooh so when he says “don’t worry” it’s fine but when I say it, I’m antagonizing you.” Joshua huffed.

Everyone bursted out laughing and Seungkwan pulled him in for a hug. A little smiled peaked out of Joshua’s lips.

. . .

He was so nervous.

It’s been weeks since their little hangout and he’s prepared so much with them. They rehearsed and rehearsed everything to make sure it was fool proof.

Currently they were at cheol’s beach house and were playing by the beach.

The propose was set to take place during sunset.

Seungkwan felt like his whole body was going to explode from anxiety and excitement.

“Why do you look like you’re about to crap yourself?” Y/n said.

“No I don’t!” Seungkwan said offendedly. He pouted as he looked at her.

“How could you say that to your handsome boyfriend?”

She snorted slightly. “Because it’s true kwannie. I’ve never seen that face before”

“So you concluded that I need to take a crap??!”

She laughed as she gently hit him. He smiled fondly at her before they were interrupted.

“Hate to break you two love birds up, but we’re starting beach volleyball. Boys vs girls” Seungcheol’s wife says.

. . .

They played for a while and the girls ended up winning. The girls cheered as the went to the other side of the beach to collect more shells.

The plan was totally working as all the girls all have y/n distracted.

“Go! Go! Go!” Dokyeom whisper yelled as he finally saw that they were in the clear.

The boys helped set up everything. From the sign, to the beautiful petals that’s covered the floor of the beach towel. Seungkwan was getting nervous again.

“H-hyung, I’m not ready. What if I mess up? What if I embarrass myself? What if she leaves me for being stupid?!”

Seungcheol gripped his shoulder to help ground Seungkwan.

“Look, we’ve already came this far, so don’t back out. She’s your girlfriend and she’s loved you through everything. A little stutter won’t steer her away. Believe in yourself and in her.”

Seungkwan nodded as they all waited patiently for the girls to come back.

. . .

It was currently 7:56 pm and the sun casted a beautiful orange glow to the sky. The girls will be coming back in approximately 5 minutes as Joshua’s wife texted them.

Seungkwan heard her beautiful laugh as they were coming closer. The boys got into place as the girls guide her to the proposal area.

It was beautifully decorated with her favorite flowers and favorite colored balloons.

Jeonghan’s wife guided her to the middle to stand there. Seungkwan stood behind y/n and waited for Jeonghan’s wife to queue y/n.

“Turn around” she says to Y/n.

Y/n turns around around and sees Seungkwan on one knee. She gasps and placed her hands over her mouth in shock.

“My beautiful y/n. You’ve always made me feel so wanted and loved. I love waking up to you and your beautiful presence. When I first met you when we were just teenagers, I knew that you were the one for me. You always lifted me up when I was down.You’ve made me the happiest man just by your smile.No words could ever repay the love and affection you’ve given me. But I can think of four words that can express my love for you.

Will you marry me?”

. . .

She hugged him tightly and repeatedly said yes.

“I will!”

He gave her a kiss as he gently slipped the ring on.

“You’ve truly made me the happiest man on the planet, my love”

[linos-luna]

Lunchtime 🥀

(Coworkers) Lee Know x Fem!Reader

TW: ED (MENTIONS OF EATING DISORDER)

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Dating a coworker can be weird but ultimately you got used to it and so did everyone at the office. You and Minho were considered a very cute couple at the office actually.

You rushed into your office and quickly sat down, turning on your computer and waiting for it to boot up. You carried an iced coffee with you. There are usually two other people in your little office space but one called out so it was just you and Minho.

“Hi baby.” He said with a smile, looking up from his computer. “Good morning.”

“Oh hi oppa.” You replied, spinning your chair around to look at him. “Sorry I was rushing.”

“Don’t be sorry.”

You nodded while opening up some tabs on your computer. Minho went back to work before stopping for a moment when seeing your iced coffee.

“Baby, did you have breakfast?” Minho asked.

“No.” You replied bluntly, not even looking away from your computer.

Your boyfriend sighed. He should know but he likes to ask to double check.

You continued working as if nothing was wrong while continuously sipping the cold drink.

Your boss came in to say hi and give an update. In his hand he had a breakfast sandwich from McDonald’s. Your stomach rumbled a little at the smell of it but you shook it off.

While your boss didn’t notice, minho definitely did.

“You wanna get McMuffins, baby?” He asked curiously. “We can order some.”

“No…” you shook your head and quickly got up. Your anemia almost made you dizzy and you quickly made your way to the bathroom.

Minho watched with a sigh, knowing that you go there multiple times in a single work day.

——— 🥀

It was getting closer to noon, almost lunch time, and your stomach was growling. But you ignored it.

“What should we get for lunch?” Minho asked while looking through his phone.

“I’m not hungry, oppa.” You shrug. “You should get something though.”

It was pretty normal for you not to eat breakfast but usually you had some kind of snack for lunch. Unfortunately, you just felt a little extra guilty today.

“Y/n… you have to have something or you’re going to get a headache…”

“I’m okay.”

“Y/n. Why aren’t you eating?” Minho asked sternly. “You ate lunch yesterday.”

“I… don’t… want to…”

“Did something happen?” He asked while standing up, stretching a bit before going over to you.

“No…” you replied, looking up at him. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I do worry about it, y/n.” He said while squeezing your hand. “Were you on Instagram? Twitter? Did someone say something?”

“I just… I weighed myself, oppa. I gained 5 pounds!”

“Baby, you’re fine. It’s okay—…”

“No it’s not!” You interrupted. “W-why does she get to be pretty and skinny, but not me?! She’s tall and thin and everyone loves her for doing the bare minimum!”

Minho knew who and what you were talking about now.

“Baby…”

“I don’t want to eat lunch!” You interrupted.

“Y/n—”

“No!”

“Okay okay.” He said in a more hushed tone, worried someone would hear. “Let’s go outside.”

You nodded and took his hand as he led you out. Minho went to his car and came back with a small ziplock bag of pistachios. They were already unshelled for convenience.

“Here baby.” He said, giving you the bag. “Please…”

You wiped a tear and took a few in your mouth, chewing slowly.

Minho gave you a hug from behind and kissed your neck.

“Why don’t you hang out at my place after work, hm?” Minho said as he laid his back against the wall while holding you.

“We’re gonna be tired oppa.” You said while closing up the bag.

“So? I Just wanna watch a movie and cuddle.” He replied, taking the bag and opening it back up.

“Yeah… I guess that sounds good…”you said as Minho gave you a kiss on the cheek and took 2 nuts from the bag.

“We’ll cuddle and watch movies…” he kissed your neck again while slipping the pistachios in your mouth. You ate it almost automatically and didn’t even seem to react to it.

“C-can we get boba tea?” You ask, turning your head to look at him.

“Yes of course!” He chuckled, giving you a quick peck on the lips. “Anything for my kitten.”

“Oppa…” you blushed as he slipped two more nuts past your lips. “We’re at work.”

“So?” He said with a smirk. “Everyone knows your mine… plus we’re on lunch.”

You giggled as he slipped in two more pistachios. Minho closed the bag and stuffed it in his pocket, it was actually almost done.

“I love your perfume today.”

“I wear the same one everyday.” You chuckle.

“I know. And I love it.” Minho says while giving another kiss. “Let’s go inside.”

——— 🥀

Soon it was time to go and you met Minho at his apartment. It was always nice going there. It was always so cozy and you get to see his cats.

You greeted him at the door and he led you to his car so you can get boba.

At the shop you ordered your favorite and as you sat there waiting, you were eyeing the different people that walked by. Your mind racing with thoughts…

I’m thinner than her… okay not bad… wow she had a nice waist… wait, she has cute little thighs… mine are kind of chubby…. She has a perfect crop top body… how does she get like that? I wanna wear something like that… I don’t have the body for that… Minho would like someone petite like that.

Minho interrupted your thoughts when coming back with the two drinks. He saw a girl you were looking at and sat in front of you to block your view.

“Ready to go, kitten?”

“Y-yeah…” you nodded while taking your drink.

In the car, Minho opened his straw and stabbed it in the cup while you only held yours.

Once home, Minho was already halfway done and scrolled through the movies.

“Nothing good on Netflix… maybe a marvel movie or something?”

“Sure…” you replied while sitting on the couch.

Minho sighed as he noticed you haven’t touched your drink. After picking a random superhero movie he grabbed your drink and sat next to you. He put the straw in and set it between his legs.

You were scrolling on your phone when Minho suddenly snatched it away.

“Hey!”

“I thought we were spending time together.” He said with a pout.

“Sorry oppa.”

He smiled and took your phone, putting it in his pocket before resting your head rest on his shoulder. He didn’t want you looking at people on Instagram…

You were tired and had a small headache. But you didn’t want to admit it.

As you relaxed, Minho took the drink and put the straw to your lips. You were exhausted and drank from it like second nature.

He took a few sips of his drink before putting yours back to your lips.

What have you had today? Some pistachios and now boba? No wonder you were feeling weak and exhausted. You were about halfway done with the drink bed you started drifting off. You normally took a nap after work anyways so this wasn’t too abnormal.

Your boyfriend put the cup down and laid across the couch on his back, laying you on top of him. Although you were already asleep.

He held you, rubbing your back as he felt your rumbling stomach vibrate against him.

“Oh kitten… you’re so perfect… why do you hurt yourself like this…?” he sighed while kissing your head and stroking your hair. “I wish you could see yourself like I do…”

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This is another one of those personal experience fics. I actually do have a Scorpio coworker that checks on me. He’s always trying to encourage me to eat and gets frustrated when I don’t. But he’s patient enough not to get all mad.

Minus the “baby” and “oppa” (since we not dating, although I wish) these are actually some conversations we’ve had.

ED is serious and I hope that everyone that has it will soon recover. I’m still suffering from it. It’s difficult to break. Whether you look very skinny, midsize, or bigger, an ED is an ED

It’s important to get help and at the end of the day, the help is for you. Whatever size you are, you are beautiful.

I need to follow my own advice… 😅

[heyclickadee]

My take (that no one asked for) on every single Star Wars show and non-saga movie:

The Clone Wars (movie): It’s…okay it’s rough. This wasn’t supposed to be a movie at all, putting three episodes of the show together and releasing it theatrically was part of the distribution deal with Cartoon Network, as far as I know, and it does show. It’s grown on me, though.

Clone Wars (The Tartakovsky Series): I think I’m probably in the minority here, but I actually don’t love this one. It’s fun, slick, and stylish, like everything Tartakovsky does is, and I don’t dislike it, but it just doesn’t do much for me. It’s cool. Maybe it’s a little too cool. Great art style, though.

The Clone Wars: Very high highs, very low lows. Though to be honest, I actually love a lot of the goofier episodes. They’re fun. It doesn’t have to be all drama all the time. Sometimes you can let Jar Jar be an agent of chaos. Sometimes you can have an episode about interest rates. I don’t have the nostalgia factor going with TCW the way a lot of people do—I didn’t watch it until I was in my twenties—so I do have to admit that it is tied with one other show as my least favorite of the animated shows, but that’s not a bad thing. I still love it.

Ewoks: I’ve only seen about six episodes. It’s veeerry 80’s. I think eight year old me would have gone insane for this show had I seen it. Adult me actually has a bit of a soft spot for it. I’ll watch the rest of it eventually. (Aaaand now I have the theme song stuck in my head. It’s. It’s definitely a theme song.)

Droids: I…haven’t seen it.

Resistance: I finally had a chance to get all the way through this show (I was eyeballs deep in “okay fine we’ll try this college thing AGAIN” when it was airing and just didn’t have time to check it out) and you know what? It’s actually pretty good. It’s definitely skewed even a little younger than Star Wars typically is, but it does what it does really well. Sort of feel like this one is slept on.

The Mandalorian: It’s a fantastic adventure of the week show. I actually don’t dislike the “plot” episodes, but mostly I’m just here to watch what shenanigans Din and his small green force son get into. Season three is weaker than the first two, but I don’t even really think that season is bad. There was some great stuff in it—just uneven and mixed in with some not so great stuff. Overall, good popcorn viewing, as far as I’m concerned.

Andor: Okay, yeah, Andor is fantastic. I do think some of its popularity is that it’s one of two (maybe three) Star Wars shows made for adults more than anyone else, so some people don’t quite have the same “why isn’t this making me feel like Star Wars did when I was a kid?” dissonance watching it, but it is also genuinely amazing. Probably the best thing Star Wars has ever done even if it’s not technically my favorite.

The Book of Boba Fett: Is it a mess? Yes. Do I still enjoy it? Yeah. My main problem with BoBF is that it’s got some serious structural issues. Even besides Din coming in and taking over two whole episodes, I think that the telling the story via flashbacks was a mistake, and that we should have followed Boba through the childhood bits and slowly caught up to him in the present. Maybe revealed it was all a flashback while he was in the bacta tank from there. And I…don’t love Robert Rodriguez’s directorial style all that much, never really have. That said, I do hope we eventually get more of this, though if we do I think it will be folded into something else. Still don’t love the live action pike design. (I actually have a conspiracy theory that BoBF was originally just a few episodes or even a season of The Mandalorian, and that it was made its own thing for marketing purposes.) I want more Boba, more Fennec, and more Sand People, if nothing else.

Solo: One, killing off Val Beckett was a huge mistake. It’s not story breaking or anything like that, but doing so when she’s one of very few black women in Star Wars and half of one of, like, two interracial couples in the entire franchise means that it hits in a way it wouldn’t if she was someone else. So, yeah, don’t like that. Two, the rest of this movie is a blast and audiences just hate fun. I don’t care that no one asked for this movie, it’s fun and campy and there’s a heist and I like it. Three, Enfys Nest has the sickest armor design in the whole franchise and I need more of her.

Kenobi: So…maybe unpopular opinion here, but…I really like Kenobi. Kenobi’s a delight. It’s not perfect, it’s got some problems, but I like that it’s about a guy who’s that depressed and alone slowly regaining his sense of hope, I like that we had something focus on Leia for a while (because Anakin and Padme had two kids and Leia always gets left second string), I like that you’ve got grifters like Haja and former imperials doing what little bits they can to help even though they can’t fight the whole empire. And I know that thoughts are mixed on this, but I actually thought it made a couple bits of A New Hope make more sense where Leia is concerned; kid me could never figure out how she knew who Ben Kenobi was when that was the name he only went by in exile on Tattooine (“Ben Kenobi? Where is he!?”), and it kind of made the switch from the very formal request for aid on behalf of her father to the more personal, “Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi,” a little more poignant, for me, anyway. Reva is an amazing character, she’s a perfect parallel and eventually perfect foil for Anakin, she’s a mess and a he’s in pain and I just. I love her. I have mixed feelings on the live action Grand Inquisitor’s performance (and mixed feelings on the makeup—on the one hand it could be better and on the other hand the other main live action pau’an we’ve got—the actor’s head was just shaped like that). Nevertheless, this show for me was mostly about the big emotional beats, and it hit all of those really well.

The Bad Batch: This is a magnificent show and I adore it apart from That One Thing and the fact that everything was left completely open, even going into the epilogue, apart from Omega’s coming of age and the Hunter’s and Omega’s relationship’s arc. That was resolved very well. I am mildly insane about this show. I love it. Also, it vexes me. Tied with two other shows as my favorite Star Wars show in spite of all that. Amazing soundtrack. Sidebar: If it turns out I’m right and That One Thing is an extended fake out and we’re not quite done with these characters, I’m sorry, but I’m going to be the most insufferable person alive.

The Acolyte: Everyone is very pretty and just a little stupid. Mae is very fun. The good scenes are very, very good. The writing is pretty uneven; judging from interviews I have a completely different view of writing than Leslye Headland and had a hard time picking up why a lot of the characters did anything, but when it hit, it hit. It’s…very CW drama, which isn’t a bad thing—just not always my thing. That said, Sol is a fascinating concept for a character and Lee Jung-jae did an incredible job with what he was given. Same with Qimir and Manny Jacinto. It’s honestly not my favorite Star Wars show, but I’m still disappointed that it looks like it’s not moving forward. The leftover story might end up being folded into the high republic book series, but I still hope we get some kind of on-screen continuation. I think the public needs more of Darth Babe the Jacked.

Rogue One: It’s great. Yes, the entire main cast dies, but the central message was still about hope. Vader gets to pun. I remain somewhat dismayed that the only thing a portion of the audience took away from it was that the Vader hallway scene was cool. He’s a horror movie monster there. Still a great movie. (Also, Saw, why do you have that??)

Young Jedi Adventures: This skews very young; most Star Wars is for kids in the first place apart from Andor, the Acolyte, and mmaaaaaybe the Tales of anthology (the other live action shows are, in my opinion, solidly whole family), but this really is made for very young children. That said, I have watched it, and it’s a very well done show for very young kids. Also I would die and kill for Nubs.

The “Tales Of” anthology series: Yes, I am counting this as one, because even though there’s a shift in focus from the Jedi to the empire between seasons, it all follows the exact same format and structure. I’d argue this series is the one that’s primarily for the adults who either grew up watching Star Wars animation or got into it as adults. It’s good, lots of atmosphere, the episodes do range in quality but I generally like them, and it’s nice they get to play around with different techniques, like making miniatures and incorporating them into the animation. The Dooku and Barriss episodes are probably my favorites.

Ahsoka: I know the fandom is divided on this, like they are on most things, but I love this one, okay? It’s not perfect, but I have a good time watching it. It just happens to be this perfect blend of campy, fun, dramatic, and mystical that really feels like Star Wars for me. I like it when Star Wars gets weird, has silly little guys, and doesn’t take itself too seriously. Lucky for me that this series has extragalactic travel via whale, Ahsoka being dragged to Force Therapy by Anakin, and Ezra hanging out with the space fraggles. That, and I love some of the concepts. I like the idea that force sensitivity isn’t the be all end all, that connecting to the force is something you can learn with practice even if you weren’t blessed with the genetic lottery. Peridea and the space it occupies in folklore is neat. And the music is wonderful. It is a little uneven, it’s not Andor or anything quite that amazing, but I’m eager for more.

Visions: This anthology is fantastic and you’re missing out if you haven’t seen it. I don’t love every entry, but even the weaker ones are worth seeing once, and the stronger ones are worth seeing a whole lot more than that. It’s a great blend of styles and takes from people normally not involved in creating Star Wars. This is in a three way tie for my favorite Star Wars show.

Rebels: Again, it’s not perfect, because no show is, but I also think it’s the strongest standalone show Star Wars has besides Andor. Yes, there are weaker episodes, but on the whole it’s remarkably consistent, and the second half of season four might be some of my favorite Star Wars outside of parts of the original trilogy. Also, it has some stunning backgrounds, and while the art style doesn’t always work for every character, the character animation ends up really hitting its stride towards the end of the second season, and just gets better from there. And, as always, the music is fantastic. Rebels rounds out that three way tie for my favorite Star Wars show along with TBB and Visions.

[burnwater13]

Grogu taking the silver knob from the Razor Crest from Din Djarin, while Peli Motto holds him. Image from The Book of Boba Fett, Season 1, Episode 7, In the Name of Honor.

The Calm

Grogu was getting tired. It had been a full day and a lot of work had been accomplished. He was happy about that, but still, the day had been full and long. He really wanted to go back to his trailer and take a nap, but Robert wanted to get this shot “in the can” as they say. 

Fine. He could do that if Amy just stopped laughing. Grogu understood the problem. The prosthetic they gave her for pretending that her character had lost a tooth tickled. Grogu didn’t know how, and he certainly didn’t understand why, but it did, and that was very distracting. He was supposed to look loving, concerned, and resigned to what Pedro’s character was supposed to do next, and all he and Pedro could do was giggle when Amy laughed. It was contagious.

“Cut! Amy, we’ll fix the tooth in post. Take that thing out of your mouth so we can get the shot.” 

That had caused a lot more laughing among the people on the set. Grogu didn’t understand why and he wasn’t going to ask anyone. He’d learned over the years they’d been making the show that there was just some things that humans found irresistibly funny and that’s just the way it was.

“How ya’ doin’ kid? Everything good?”

Grogu smiled at Pedro and nodded. He knew from experience if he started laughing again, Pedro would too and then it would be even later in the day before they finished the scene. Grogu didn’t want that. 

“Okay. Amy, Pedro, Grogu, positions please. Let’s start just before Grogu hands Mando the silver ball.”

Thank goodness. Back to work. Grogu took a deep breath, let it out slowly and took up his position in Amy’s arms. Pedro and Amy essentially did the same sort of thing and they all waited for Robert.

“Action!”

“Keep him safe!”

“Who’s gonna keep me safe?!”

Good, good. No one was giggling or laughing now. Grogu did what he was supposed to do and the scene went flawlessly. Thank the stars.

“Cut! That was great. We’ll pick up with the rancor fight tomorrow. Good work everyone.”

Yippee! Grogu was glad that shooting day was over. He jumped out of Amy’s arms and hustled over to the craft services table to grab a juice box and any little snacks that were left. He wanted to eat something before he went back to the trailer to take his nap. His dad didn’t like him doing that and since that’s where Din Djarin was, Grogu needed to snack right now.

His dad was waiting in his trailer because too many people called him Pedro, or Lateef, or Brendan or Barry. Din Djarin only accepted being called two names. Mando or Din Djarin. After the first season he said if people couldn’t learn his proper name he’d start bringing them in cold. Fortunately Jon spoke with him and they agreed to give Grogu a better trailer so the real Mandalorian had somewhere to spend his time on shooting days. Everyone was happy about that. Except Grogu.

Don’t get him wrong. He loved his dad. His one and only Mandalorian dad. But he liked playing sabacc with the other ‘Mando’s and if Carl or Amy sat in, they had an even better time. But no one wanted to play a silly card game if the risk of calling someone the wrong name was being threatened with a flame thrower. So the sabacc game had moved to Pedro’s trailer and Grogu missed more games than he liked. 

But today, he wanted to eat his snacks, drink his juice, go back to his trailer and take a nap, while his dad polished armor, or wrote love letters to Grogu’s mom. He’d never expected that his big, tough, Mandalorian bounty hunter dad would be a mushy romantic, but he was. Grogu put up with it because what other choice did he have? Of course, as soon as the other cast and crew members had discovered it, they would stop by for advice. Grogu hoped that didn’t happen today. He really wanted that nap. 

“Grogu, hey, the folks at the craft services table said you snagged the last bag of blue cookies. Care to share?”

Grogu looked up and smiled at Amy. She had already taken her wig off and looked more like herself than Peli. He offered her the open sleeve of cookies.

“Thanks buddy. Good job today, by the way. Sorry about breaking your concentration. That darn appliance just tickled like crazy.”

“Fine. Blame Pedro.”

They both laughed at that. If anyone made laughter more contagious it was their friend and scene partner. 

“I blame him too. I can only imagine the faces he’s making under that helmet.”

“Watch.”

Grogu proceeded to make a whole series of faces, including sticking his tongue out and pretending to snarl like a barghest. 

“He makes those faces? That stinker! Good thing I didn't know that earlier. I would have dropped that fake tooth down the back of his costume.”

They both laughed at that. 

“Okay. We’ve got a big day tomorrow. I know I need my beauty sleep. Have a good night. See you first thing.”

Amy bumped his head with hers and then snagged the sleeve of cookies and walked away. Grogu just laughed.

It had been a good day. No stormtroopers, no Moff Gideon, no battle droids, no NightSisters. He sighed at that thought. He would be going back home when filming ended the next day. Then he would be required to clean his room, help his siblings with their homework, and do something about that strange collection of molds he’d been growing since season one. But sometimes you just had to sit back and appreciate the calm before the storm, no matter what form that storm took. 

This is the Way.

[princesslachimolala]

The 8th Member of Bangtan 💜

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Chapter 6 - Happy Halloween!🎃👻🔮

Synopsis: you (yn 🦊) are the 8th member of Bangtan and get to enjoy making music and filming fun side projects for army with your members

Pairings: platonic! ot7 x gn! reader

Warnings: brief mildly suggestive humour, brief dark(ish) humour, mention of knives (used in the kitchen), mention of horror movies

A/n: basically an imagine of how I think spending a Halloween as a member of Bangtan would go (even though I know Halloween is not traditionally celebrated in Korea), very dialogue heavy but it’s fun, reader is gender neutral so I apologise if the honorific’s are confusing

Enjoy!✨

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“Okay this is ridiculous… it’s Halloween today and we have no plans” you said.

You and the boys were sitting at the dorm dining table having a late breakfast and since it was a day off for you all, you were deliberating your plans for the day.

“I might be busy…” jimin said stuffing his face with food.

“With what?” Tae asked confused.

“I might be meeting Taemin hyung” Jimin answered with a shrug as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

“And I might just spend the day at the gym. Namjoon hyung said we would go together on our next day off…” Jungkook added.

“Well, that’s a bummer” you pouted, “what about you, oppas/hyungs?”

You turned to Jin, Yoongi, Hobi and Tae with expectant eyes.

“I’m going into the studio today” Yoongi answered.

“Me too” Hobi said.

“On our day off??” you implored, “what about having fun??”

“Making music is fun dongsaengie” Yoongi countered, earning a huff of acceptance.

“I’ll hang out with you baby petal” Jin said, bowing towards you in exaggeration, like a knight serving a member of royalty.

“Count me in” Tae said copying his actions.

“Yay! Thank you guys” you kicked your feet under the table in happiness.

“So what did you have planned?”

“I bought fresh pumpkins to carve and lots of snacks for a movie night!”

“That sounds fun” Tae said with the Tata mic smile on his face.

“We could do a live for army!” you suggested excitedly, “oh! And we could put our old Halloween costumes on! They would love that!”

You were now vibrating in your seat from excitement. And if you had bothered to look up from your breakfast and around the table, you’d notice the boys faces looking a little more forlorn with frowns that they were previously.

“Well, I guess I could reschedule with Taemin hyung…” Jimin said.

“It’s okay Jiminie I know he must be looking forward to seeing you” you said with an understanding smile.

“But- but I want to carve pumpkins too” Jimin said with a slight pout.

“Well I did buy 8 pumpkins…”

“We’ll stay and join in too dongsaengie…” namjoon offered, “right kook?”

“What?” Jungkook looked up at the table with a mouthful of rice and meat, looking confused clearly having been more focused on his breakfast than the conversation.

Everyone chuckled at him and how fast his expression changed from angry eating to wide boba eyes.

“We can workout another time so we can stay and carve pumpkins with everyone?” Namjoon asked again.

“Oh… yeah that’s fine I can just do weightlifting with that big pumpkin and do some lunges in between”

“I guess you want Hobah and I to join too yn-ie?”

“It’s okay oppa/hyung you should work on your music I know you’re stressed about it”

Yoongi looked torn while Hobi shook his head.

“We’d rather spend a Halloween together, right hyung?” he said to which Yoongi agreed.

“Then it’s settled!” Namjoon said standing, “let’s clear the table and get started on the day!”

“What leader says goes!!” Jimin said enthusiastically following his instructions.

“Calm down minie this is a democracy” Jin said laughing.

“Yes but joonie is the president” you said to your oppa/hyung.

“That’s right baby petal” namjoon said sending you a wink.

“Gross…” Jin chided.

“Seokjin-ah!!” you feigned shock.

“Yes sweet pea?” he looked at you innocently, masking a smirk.

“Did you just scoff at the nickname you made up and then change it…”

“Well it is spooky season pretty pumpkin, anything can happen” he shrugged.

“That’s enough nicknames I feel sick…” Yoongi got up to clear the plates away.

•••

“Now we can finally use those kitchen knives I bought and never got around to using” Jin said proudly.

“Ah no Jinnie they’re too dangerous… I bought pumpkin carving sets that are safer” you said rummaging in your cupboards to find them.

You then presented the carving sets to them, but you were missing 4 having originally bought 8.

“These are for kids noona/hyung” Jungkook picked up a pack to inspect, dubious expression on his face at the blunt, rounded tools and childlike design.

“Safety comes first kook” you said, “but I can only find half of what I bought”

Then the conversation descended into its usual chaos, delaying starting your activity.

“We’re all gonna have to share and it’ll take ages then”

“Fine, maknaes take the carvers and hyungs take the knives…”

“There’s no way Joon hyung can safely handle a kitchen knife”

“Joon gets a safety carver then…”

“That means we’re gonna have to sacrifice a maknae”

“Could that have sounded any darker kook?”

“Baby petal and Jiminie get dibs on the safety carvers, their hands are too cute and delicate” Hobi giggled.

“I thought it was changed to pretty pumpkin?”

“I like sweet pea better”

“Kookie has to get the safety carver too he’s the youngest”

“But that means Tae Tae has to use a knife! And he can’t use one to cook either, nevermind carve something”

“Seeing Hobi and Yoongi handle knives makes me nervous oppa/hyung”

“My god…” Jin exhaled in exasperation, pinching the bridge of his nose, “… baby petal are you sure there aren’t more carving sets in a bag somewhere?”

You thought for a moment.

“Oh actually…” you toddled over to a discarded cardboard box and low and behold “ah yay tada! Here they are!”

“Okay now time to decide who gets which pumpkin”

That statement once again made Jin and Namjoon physically and mentally facepalm, ready for more antics.

“I want the biggest one!”

“I want one with the least imperfections on it”

“I want the one with the most character”

“Let yn hand the pumpkins out since they bought them” Jin suggested, knowing that you’d make the process go more fairly and quickly than a squabble between the group.

In the end you gave Jungkook the big one as he asked (little did he know it would be much harder to carve), Hobi the one with the least scuffs and Tae the one with the most knobbly bits and lumps as they had requested.

Jimin got the smallest one and pouted but was happy once you reasoned that the smallest and cutest member of Bangtan had to get the smallest and cutest pumpkin.

The rest of the boys and yourself settled for nice plump, orange pumpkins and with 8 safety carvers in hand, set out to work.

“What are you doing Tae put the pumpkin guts into the bowl!”

“I am, hyung!”

“Then why is half your pumpkin seeds on the floor”

“Oh can we keep the seeds and grow pumpkin trees?!”

“Pumpkins don’t grow on trees Kook…”

“Oh… I knew that…”

“These carvers are rubbish! Mine won’t even go though the pumpkin!”

“Yah! I bought those to keep your fingers safe!”

“I know noona/hyung but how can I carve properly?!”

“It’s not the carvers fault, it’s your thick pumpkin!”

“Yah! My pumpkin might be thick but she’s pretty!”

“Your pumpkin is a she?”

“Of course she is, look at her”

“Mines a he, look at him he’s so handsome…”

“You’ve given him a curly moustache Tae?”

“Handsome gentleman can have facial hair…”

“I don’t know what design to do”

“I’m putting bats on mine”

“The best one should get a prize”

“I didn’t know this was a competition?!”

“Well it is now…”

“What’s the prize then?”

“Winner gets a whole serving of fried chicken to themselves!”

“Well I guess it’s decided what we’re ordering for dinner then”

“You’re on!”

“That chicken is mine losers”

“If I win I’ll share with you oppa/hyung”

“That’s so sweet baby petal but don’t butter your opponent up mid competition it’s distracting” Jin chided making you frown.

•••

After lots of chatter, elbow grease and a whole lot of mess, your pumpkin carving session was complete.

You ended up with a pretty design of bats flying against a starry moon-filled sky.

Most of the boys went with traditional Jack-o-lantern faces (some more haphazardly cut than others) while Jungkook went with an intricate Iron Man design (he looked up TikToks on how to carve fancy art designs into a pumpkin in a good effort to win the competition).

“Wow kook that’s amazing!”

“The golden maknae wins again…”

“But I like yn-ie’s too, it’s got more of a halloween flare” Hobi commented.

“Hmm it’s tricky to decide the best one”

“I think we both win noona/hyung” Jungkook said wrapping his arm round your shoulder admiring your pumpkins like a proud dad.

“We share the prize then?”

“Yeah let’s share” he agreed.

“Awwww look at our maknaes getting along… so sweet” everyone began cooing at the two of you.

“Yah! It’s not that sweet!” Jungkook complained lurching away from you suddenly, making you topple over.

“Yah! Jeon Jungkook! For that I’m getting the last piece of chicken…” you chided him.

“Should we go live for army now?” Jimin suggested.

“We need costumes first!” you sprung up recovered from your fall.

“Couldn’t have been that bad of a fall…” Jungkook mumbled under his breath, huffing.

“And once we have costumes… we do what exactly?”

“Chat to army? Say happy Halloween?”

“We haven’t done a full member live in so long…”

“Do we have any costumes in the dorm?”

“Tae can be Snow White again!”

“I will not be Snow White again!”

“Aw but you were so pretty Tae…”

“I found devil horns, cat ears and angel wings” Yoongi announced walking back into the room.

“Why do you have all that in your room… in fact… don’t answer that…” Jin concluded.

“I have a Spider-Man costume!” Jungkook yelled and sped away to his room to retrieve it.

“Yah okay, Jiminie’s an angel, I’m a devil, kook is Spider-Man and Yoongi is a cat” Jin counted.

“Joonie?”

“I’ll be Harry Potter I have a cloak and some glasses and I’ll draw on the head scar”

“Tae?”

“Tae look I’ve found dog ears too have these…” Yoongi handed them over.

“Let me draw your on noses and whiskers please” you pleaded to the two men.

“Just you then baby petal…”

You hesitated because everyone looked so put together in their spur of the moment costumes. You wracked your brain for any idea whatsoever.

“I know!” you proclaimed and rushed away to your room leaving the boys confused.

You didn’t have to do much for your outfit… you shoved on a permission to dance merchandise sweatshirt, a chimmy plushie headband and an army bomb light stick.

“Tada!” you said for the second time tonight reappearing back out into the livingroom.

“What are you meant to be?” Jimin asked chuckling.

“I’m an army!”

That sent them into a fit of laughter making you pout, though they reassured you they weren’t laughing at your idea or attempt at a costume just that it was “cute”.

You started the live as a group of an angel, a devil, a cat, a dog, a Spider-Man, a Harry Potter and a bts army fan and watched the chat overrun with comments as you greeted army.

“Is yn a Jimin bias?” Jungkook read aloud one army’s question.

“Of course they are” Jimin said smiling proudly and laughing.

“They’re sitting on an RJ pillow too so they must be a Jin bias wrecker” Hobi giggled.

“Ah no I’m ot8 obviously guys!” you joked.

“Can jungkook swing from buildings now?” Tae read out another army comment, in reference to his Spider-Man costume.

“Of course I can” Jungkook said flexing his muscles and making the web shooting gesture.

“But that’s very dangerous if you’re not Spider-Man, don’t do that at home army’s we don’t want you to get hurt, none of you are actually Spider-Man” Jin went on his protective rant.

“Army’s aren’t that silly hyung…” Yoongi laughed.

“I just feel very protective of them” he huffed in reply.

“What did you do for Halloween army? Did you all have a good time?” Namjoon asked the live.

“We’ve been carving pumpkins and we’re going to watch a scary movie later”

“But not too scary! Don’t get scared army’s!” Hobi added.

“Army’s are brave and tough” Tae said, “right everyone!”

“No army’s are babies that have to be protected” Jungkook said with a faux serious expression.

The chat went on for another half an hour of banter with army and then you all waved your goodbyes.

“Okay we’re gonna go now!”

“Stay safe and have a happy Halloween everyone!”

“Bye army’s!”

“Bye bye!”

After the live was officially ended, you all got de-costumed and changed into comfier clothes as the day had turned into evening and it was time to eat dinner and settle down for the night.

•••

“Okay what movie?”

“Really I meant it, nothing too scary please” Hobi requested.

“What about scream?“ you suggested.

“Are you kidding, yn-ie? That’s way too scary! It’s a slasher horror!” Hobi protested.

“Yah okay what about Hocus Pocus”

“I like that one” Tae said biting into his chicken.

“That’s too boring” Jungkook rolled his eyes.

“The Rocky Horror Picture Show?” Jimin suggested.

“Someone just pick something or the food will be all finished” Yoongi chided.

“I literally just made a suggestion and no one said anything…”

“What about All of Us Are Dead? That’s pretty halloween-y”

“Ew no I don’t want to watch zombies while I’m eating!”

“But you can watch a slasher movie?”

“Ugh fine… what about Coraline?”

“Isn’t that for kids?”

“Yes but it’s not that scary and it’s me and my childhood friends favourite Halloween movie… it brings back memories”

“Okay dongsaengie we’ll watch that” namjoon affirmed searching for the chosen movie selection.

“Thank you for today yn-ie, it was nice to spend a holiday together for once…” Hobi said leaning into your side for a hug.

“I never used to like Halloween but I like the way you do it, yn-ie” Tae added.

“Thanks guys, thank you for all spending it with me”

“Same thing next year?” Yoongi asked the room.

You all hummed in agreement, happily eating your fried chicken and assortment of side dishes. The movie was put on and once dinner was finished you switched over to the variety of Halloween themed snacks you bought from the convenience store.

You concluded that is was the best Halloween you had spent as an adult and you were grateful to spend it with your members who were also your best friends.

•••

A/n: Happy Halloween!🎃 I hope you had a fun and safe time whatever you got up to and if you had no plans (bc same) I hope this fic was nice to read! Until the next one✨

[bobathirstaccount]

Rancorous Romance

Boba x fem!reader, established relationship fluff/ flirting, smut

TW: 1x use of “daddy”

***

Boba smiled. You had messaged him randomly, midday. It was midnight and you were still chatting. Laying in bed alone, he didn’t feel lonely.

Currently, you were gossiping about Din’s love life. You both suspected he had someone special, but he would admit nothing. 

-I wonder who it is. Maybe it’s that new guy?- You were intent on figuring it out.

Boba considered. -Nah, I think it’s that pretty Twi’lek he’s been hanging around recently.-

-Oh. So she’s pretty. Hmm..-

-Not as pretty as you are-

-That’s more like it-

Boba smiled to himself as he typed his reply. -Still coming home tomorrow?-

-Yeah. Miss u-

He sighed. You were only a short trip away, at a spa with Fennec having a girls’ weekend. But it felt like light years. He tried to not be clingy. -Cool. Just checking. I have to kick my other girlfriend out before you get back-

-lol So funny…-

Boba smiled again. He couldn’t wait for you to be safely home again. Being with Fennec, he knew you were safe already, but he worried slightly nonetheless. -It’s my charm that keeps you around-

-haha.. babe you’re selling yourself short, it’s also cuz you got a huge c0ck- You teased.

He laughed. -well that too, ofc-

-g’night babe… im tired from all this relaxing I’ve been doing. C u soon 😘-

He debated whether or not to include an emoji in his reply. Finally, he typed -ok-

-miss u- He added, still conflicted. He was bad at showing his feelings.

He sighed, and put his device down. Time to try to sleep, without you by his side. He laid awake for awhile, missing you.

***

You shimmied up to him in a slinky dress. Your skin was glowing and healthy looking. He licked his lips subconsciously. Fennec smirked at him from behind you.

“You both look… like you spent a lot money at the spa.” He raised an eyebrow. You and Fennec laughed as if you were sharing an inside joke. He felt suspicious.

“We did alright.” Fennec breezed past him. You hung back, looking like you were waiting for something. Boba tilted his head curiously. “Well, where’s my welcome home kiss?” You simpered.

Smiling, he took you in his arms and kissed you hard. When he pulled away, you were breathless. “More…” you cooed, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He put his gloved hands on your bare back. You felt the warm leather run along your skin. It made you shiver in anticipation. “Soon, love…” Boba purred, his hands coming to rest on your hips. He kissed your cheek softly, then turned, pulling you gently along. “Come, I have a surprise for you…” He wrapped his arm around your waist possessively.

The two of you walked slowly down several long corridors, enjoying each other’s company. Finally, you realized where you were headed. You guessed what your surprise might be. You had been asking for an animal companion. You guessed it was a bantha. But you decided to play dumb.

“Where we headed?” You leaned into Boba’s strong body.

He seemed pleased, “Don’t worry; we’ll be there soon.”

Smiling to yourself, you asked, “Is your other girlfriend gone yet?”

Boba rumbled a laugh. “Yeah I thought it best, you know you would kick her ass.” He squeezed you affectionately.

You giggled softly, flattered. “I’d kick your ass.”

Boba laughed again, “I guess you probably would.”

You wrapped both arms around him and leaned into him. “I might as well carry you, the way you’re leaning on me…” He sounded pleased again.

“I mean, if you insist…” you invited. Without breaking his gait, he swung you up into his arms. You immediately pecked a kiss onto his cheek. He tried not to smile. You bit your lip slightly, amused and happy. He carried you down the corridor as if you weighed nothing.

Suddenly, he stopped. You had arrived. You heard Boba’s rancor. It was whickering strangely.

“Is she okay?” You looked into Boba’s face. He seemed carefree.

“She has been acting a little weird, but I think that’s just because of your Surprise…” He set you down gently. You furrowed your brow, confused. He put a finger to your chin. Smiling, you closed your eyes as he leaned in to kiss you lightly. 

A tiny growl sounded. That was new.

“What’s that?”

Boba smiled broadly, despite himself. You made a dubious face. He continued to smile, and grabbed your hand. Pulling you along, he led you into the stables. The rancor on the left stuck its large nose to the gate. It snuffled at Boba. He cooed baby talk at it, briefly distracted. You watched, full of warm emotions.

The rancor on the right whimpered sadly. Wait — the rancor on the right? You spun around, shocked. Another rancor? You sputtered your amazement. Boba came up behind you. “I know how much you love animals, especially big smelly ones like rancors. So I found him - the runt of the litter. Very small and sickly. But we can help him. You can help him.”

You started to cry. You wanted to make your new baby feel better. He shushed you, “Shh… let’s go inside his pen and he can finally meet you. He’s ready to bond with his person. It’ll help him relax and feel safe.”

You stepped inside, shaking slightly. Boba calmly walked up to the small rancor, and patted him on the head. You drew nearer. Boba held out his hand, and you took it. He placed your hand on the rancor’s warm, sticky nose. It sniffed you, curious. You spoke softly, trying to soothe him with your voice. He shuddered and whimpered again.

Boba grabbed you and positioned you directly in front of the rancor. He walked around to the side of its head and began to undo the blindfold. You gulped. Would the baby accept you?

The blindfold came away. The baby blinked slowly, timidly. His eyes adjusted and he looked into yours. You knew right away. Everything was going to be fine. Better than that. You approached the rancor and, smiling, kissed him between the eyes. He rumbled softly, happily. You sat down next to him and gave him scritches on the side of his head. Your baby rancor purred and half closed his eyes, content. Boba sat down on your other side. “See, he just needed to meet you.”

The rancor snuffled again. “He’s on medication; with that and love he’s gonna be fine,” Boba reassured. You turned and kissed Boba’s cheek.

“Oh, I still get kisses too?” He teased.

“Only after the Baby,” you sassed.

Boba tried to contain another smile. It made you smile, and you leaned in to kiss him. He pulled you into his lap and deepened the kiss for a moment. Your Baby made a soft whistling noise. Concerned, you both looked over at him. His eyes were closed and he was drooling slightly, asleep.

“Let’s let him sleep,” Boba said quietly. You carefully stood and exited the pen.

As soon as you were outside and Boba’s rancor saw him, it started a fuss. “Is she jealous?” You asked.

“Hmm, maybe,” Boba rushed over to her. Soothing her, he turned back to you, “Maybe we should give her some attention. Want to go for a ride?”

You grinned, giddy, “Duh.”

Boba smiled, “Let’s get you out of that dress and into something more appropriate for the occasion…” He looked you up and down.

Smirking, you walked towards him, “Can you help me?”

“I insist, in fact…” his tone was teasing, but his eyes were lustful. When you reached him, he pulled you into a tight embrace. You wrapped your arms around his neck. Kissing him, you smooshed yourself against him. His rancor sniffled. “Oh, don’t be jealous,” Boba said over his shoulder to her.

Feeling mischievous, you backed up and pulled Boba along until you reached a small alcove next to an empty pen. “Whatever are we going to do here?” Boba’s hands were all over you. You coyly undid the single clasp that kept the dress on your body. It slid off you to the floor. 

“Hmmm…” Boba eyed you appreciatively. You backed into the wall and pulled him close. Then you took his hands and directed him to where you wanted him to touch you. His warm gloved hands drug over your skin tantalizingly.

Finally, he could take no more teasing. Growling, he grabbed your ass and hoisted you up so that you were sandwiched between the wall and his body. He kissed down your throat, his mouth hot and his teeth gently raking along your collar bone.

You cooed to him as he undid his clothing. “You wanna see how much I missed you?” He asked, voice low.

“Ooh, the great Daimyo Boba Fett missed lil ole me?” You teased.

He hmphed, “You know I love you…” He kissed your lips as your heart jumped. He rarely said such emotionally open things. “Show me, then,” you said when he pulled away. He held back a smile and repositioned so his hips were between your thighs. “I couldn’t sleep last night, without you… I missed your snoring.”

You burst out laughing, “I do not do that!”

Boba huffed in amusement before kissing you hard. “No, it’s true.” He kissed down your throat again, “But I don’t mind.” His hands grabbed your legs, pulling them further apart. Before you could defend yourself further, he thrust into you, making your head loll back.

“How come you gotta make me miss you so much?” Boba set an achingly slow pace. “Say you’re sorry,” he pulled out, making you whimper.

“S-sorry daddy,” you mumbled, wrapping your legs around him in an attempt to get him to penetrate you again.

“Say it like you mean it,” he resisted easily. Moaning his name, you pleaded and begged, squirming against his body.

“Hmmm, that’s pretty good,” Boba relented, plunging back into your pussy. The feeling of his body holding you in place while he stroked you drove you crazy.

“Baby, you feel so good,” you cooed, pulling him to yourself.

Boba bit your shoulder lightly as he teased you with his thrusts, making them slow and deliberate. You felt your body tensing up under him, but you couldn’t cum. “Harder, please, you’re killing me,” you begged.

“Hmmm, be my good girl and hold on for me,” he whispered into your ear, his thrusting steady and slow. “Let me show you how much I missed you… how much I need you…”

His hands slid up to grab your chest while he continued to fuck into you slowly. “How much I missed this,” Boba kissed you hard on the mouth while his shaft slid slowly into you. He paused for a second, then finally gave you want you wanted. He fucked into you hard, pinning your arms above your head with one hand while the other held you in place. “Nowcum for me,” he commanded. Your hot pussy finally boiled over and you squirmed and moaned for him.

“Such a good girl, baby you’re perfect,” his gravelly voice was strained.

Feeling faint, you let your head fall back into the cool wall. Boba took the opportunity to kiss up your throat slowly. When he reached your mouth, he kissed you softly. “How come I’m so lucky?” He pulled away to ask.

You smiled and caressed his face. Boba’s rancor whined loudly. You both smiled. “Well we have you out of your clothing… now we just need to get you into something else, so we don’t keep her waiting any longer.” He pulled you forward and lifted you up into his arms.

Carrying you down the hallway, he asked, “Should we visit the Tuskens?”

You smiled again. His fondness for the Tuskens was very endearing to you. “Yes, baby, let’s go see them,” you said softly. He grinned. It was good to be together again.

[spei-sidus]

An Ode to the Rose

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

No Archive Warnings

Written for UsaMamo Week 2023, Day 3

Valentine's Day is coming up and the girls decide, since they weren't giving chocolates to anyone, to write love letters to give to their future boyfriends. First Season Reveal AU

The girls sat in a booth at the Crown Arcade quietly. Valentine’s Day was tomorrow, and as usual none of them had a special someone to whom to give chocolates. Ami, too engrossed in academics, was studying unperturbed while the others sat, lost in thought.

“This is depressing,” Minako said finally, taking a swig of her boba smoothie.

“Tell me about it,” Makoto sighed. “I would love baking chocolates, and there are tons of guys, but none of them seem right.”

“Boys are overrated,” Rei said with a scowl.

“Says you,” Usagi said, sticking out her tongue.

“Not all of us have steadfast crushes,” Rei said, sticking out her tongue. “And it doesn’t matter anyway, because it’ll never happen!”

“Why do you have to be so mean, Rei-chan!”

“I’m just stating facts. You’ll never get together.”

“You never know. I’m telling you-”

“Yes, yes, we know,” Ami cut in, her eyes darting about. “But we can never know for sure, and we’re too busy with other things to worry about it.”

Her meaning carried over to the rest of the girls. “Don’t be such a killjoy, Ami-chan,” Minako said. “We’re teenage girls. We should live a little.”

“Well, what should we do then?” Makoto asked.

“Love letters!” Minako said. “We’ll dedicate them to our future boyfriends! They’ll be happy to see how much we loved them before we even knew them!”

The others sweatdropped. “Are we going to show the letter to each boyfriend we have in our lives?” Rei asked, an eyebrow raised.

“No, no. Serious boyfriends - or fiancés.”

“So we write them, and then what? Do we read our letters to each other?”

“No!! That’s too private. No, we’ll make a show of putting the letters into special envelopes and sealing them together. Then we’ll have a celebratory drink!”

Usagi smiled. This was starting to sound like fun. “So we write the letters at home, then bring them here? And have a shake afterwards?” Minako nodded. “Let’s do this!”

“I’ll craft some envelopes and have them stenciled with cranes,” Rei offered.

“Great idea, Rei-chan!” Makoto said. “For good luck!”

“Alright, I’ll do it,” Ami murmured.

Usagi glomped the blue-haired genius. “Yay, Ami-chan!”

“My - book -”

“Sorry.”

“Then we should head home! This is going to take some time,” Minako said.

“You guys go ahead. I don’t want to hear a lecture from Luna, so I’m just going to write mine here,” Usagi said. When the girls left, she dutifully pulled out a notebook and a pen. She sat for a while, staring off into space.

Of course, the girls thought she was crushing on Tuxedo Kamen. They didn’t know that she had two crushes - the other being one Chiba Mamoru. They both pulled on her senses in magnetic ways, for good or for bad. They were both mysterious and attractive guys. 

They were both out of her league.

She wondered if she should write a letter to either of them. What were the chances that she’d end up with one of them? She shook her head. This was supposed to be fun. She could keep the letter a secret forever. Letters, she decided. She’d write a letter to each of them. To whom should she write first? She decided she’d write to Tuxedo Kamen first; he was the easiest. Thus she began:

Dear Tuxedo Kamen,

I wish you knew how much I’m in love with you. When you rescue me, you take my breath away. You’re so strong and fearless and you always know what to do. I’d be lost in battles without you to guide me. I wish we knew each other better. I want to be your friend, your girlfriend, your lover. I know we’re not enemies. I feel it in my heart when we look at each other. If you’re reading this, it’s because you feel the same. That thought makes me so happy. I hope you let me into your life.

With love,  

 ()_()     ( ^.^ )  \/

Okay, and now for the other one…

“Are you studying, Odango Atama? Has the world come to an end?”

She covered her letter with her heart in her throat. “Go away, baka,” she hissed. To her fury he slid into the booth opposite of her.

“No way, I’m not missing this moment for the world.” He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture.

“Did you just take a picture of me without my permission!”

“I have to immortalize the moment - it’ll probably never come again.”

“Oooh you JERK!” she shouted, lunging at him. But that was her mistake, because at that moment, Mamoru’s deft hands reached out and grasped the love letter. “No, please don’t read that!” she cried.

“You’d think it’s a love letter the way you carry on,” he taunted. His eyes widened when she flushed. “It’s a love letter? Who do you have a crush on?” he demanded.

“Just please, give it back - it’s a silly letter, it doesn’t mean anything.”

“Valentine’s Day is tomorrow,” he noted with a frown. “Are you planning on giving this to him then?”

“Mind your own business, please!”

“Your safety is my business!” he shouted, before stopping with a slight blush, looking embarrassed.

Usagi just gaped at him, a pleasant warmth spreading through her with his words. “I’m not giving the letter to him,” she said quietly, reassuring him. “In a way, he doesn’t know I exist.”

“In a way? What does that mean?” Why did he look so crestfallen?

“Please, just give it back.”

“I will if you tell me who it is,” he said perversely. “Otherwise I’ll read it myself.”

“How dare you,” she hissed. “This is blackmail.”

He shrugged, then an eyebrow rose. “I’m waiting.”

She let out a huff, then glanced furtively about. “It’s Tuxedo Kamen,” she answered quietly.

His gaze turned inscrutable. “You have a crush on Tuxedo Kamen?”

She blushed furiously. She could only imagine what he was thinking! “I know, I know, he’s out of my league,” she muttered, “as I’m so very undateable - as you love to remind me.”

He had the grace to wince. “So…” he started, seemingly trying to gather his thoughts, “you decided to crush on a guy that you couldn’t date regardless?”

“I’ll have you know I so could date him; he’d just have to ask,” she hissed without thinking.

“But you said he doesn’t know you exist.”

Right. She facepalmed. “You’re right; it doesn’t matter. The girls and I are writing love letters for Valentine’s Day. We’re making a thing of it since we don’t have boyfriends. We don’t plan on giving the love letter to anyone. Like I said, it’s just a silly letter. Now may I have it back?”

He reluctantly handed the letter over to her outstretched palm. She made quick work of stuffing it into her notebook and gathering her things. Of all the things to happen! One crush now knows about her other crush! Would the Earth just open up and swallow her whole!

She shuffled out into the sunset, leaving a brooding upperclassman behind.

Later that night, she heard a faint knock on her bedroom window. She startled awake. Luna had already decided to stay over at Ami’s for the weekend. She looked at the windowsill and saw a familiar silhouette hovering there. She hurriedly opened the window to let him in. “Tuxedo Kamen-sama,” she breathed as he entered. “What are you doing here?” Was there a youma? Did he know who she was?

“I overheard you had a crush on me,” he murmured.

Her eyes widened. She wasn’t expecting to hear that. “Where did you hear that?”

“The Crown Arcade, of course.”

She flopped onto her bed, stunned. There was a good chance she knew his civilian form! “So what happens now?”

“We talk. We get to know each other.”

This was unreal. He was willing to talk to her, Tsukino Usagi, when he barely said a few words to her alter ego. “Oookay…” she said, casting about for a topic. She decided to satisfy her curiosity. “So what’s your relationship with Sailor Moon like? Are you two a couple?” What he was doing right now was pretty intimate for someone who was rumored to be in a relationship with someone else. Also, she can find out if he knew it was her or not.

“It’s complicated,” he said after several moments. 

She wasn’t sure how to take that. It wasn’t a no - but it wasn’t a yes either. The nijizuishou complicated things. She felt bad suddenly, like she was taking advantage of him. She was going to get intimate information from him without him knowing that she was Sailor Moon. But how could she fix that? Should she henshin in front of him? Luna would kill her!

“How do you deal with it all?” she asked. “I mean, you are up at all hours of the night, and I’m sure you have things to do during the day. It must be so hard.”

He swallowed. “Caffeine helps. And I do things that release stress. I…talk.”

She nodded sagely. “That’s good. We all need someone to talk to.” A moment passed. “I’ll talk to you. I won’t talk about any of the superhero stuff, because I know you need to keep that secret. But I wouldn’t mind being your friend.”

He smiled tenderly at her. “And more?”

“I would love that,” she admitted.

“What else do you love? What’re your dreams?”

She smiled wistfully. “I’m a simple girl, really. I love food, manga, romance, and friendship. I dream of a beautiful, peaceful world. I don’t know what I’d do for a career, but I definitely want to be a wife and have kids. I want a family.”   

“Family is precious.”

“Yes. I feel blessed because I know not everyone has one. Like my friend, Mako-chan. She’s been an orphan since she was eight. She was in an orphanage until recently. I’m her family now.”

“Most people wouldn’t care about orphans,” he said. “You have a huge heart.”

“Do you care about orphans?”

“I am an orphan. I was in an orphanage until a few years ago. I’m not telling you this because I want your pity. I hate pity.”

Luminous eyes regarded him. “You were forced to be alone,” she intuited. It explained a lot about his distant personality, she realized sadly. 

“I’ve been alone as long as I can remember. I’ve always thought I was meant to be alone, until…”

“Until what?”

“Until I met you.”

She gasped. “No way - we know each other?! I know you outside of the mask?!”

“I can’t tell you who I am,” he said regretfully. “I don’t want you to be in danger.”

“I understand.” She really did. She wasn’t going to force his hand just because she was Sailor Moon and therefore was already in danger. 

“If I may, may I see the letter?”

And there it was, her identity laid out on a piece of paper addressed to him. She decided she’d give it to him. The decision alleviated the guilt she’d just been feeling. She wordlessly walked over to her bag, rummaging about until she found the slightly crinkled page. She handed it to him, waiting with bated breath as he skimmed it over. Startled eyes locked with hers.

“I’m glad you know,” she said simply, breaking the silence. “I understand if you want to leave now, since, you know - it’s complicated.”

He sighed heavily, taking a seat on her bed. “I had no idea,” he murmured. He then moved the letter slightly. “There’s two sheets here,” he said in surprise.

Oh no. “No, please don’t read that!” she cried, but it was too late. Stunned eyes rose to hers after a moment. “I didn’t know if we’d ever be together,” she said desperately, trying to explain. “He wouldn’t ever date me either, so if you ever changed your mind, it wouldn’t be an issue to let him go. He doesn’t even like me.”

“Then why do you like him?”

“I don’t know?! And you’re - I just - I can’t discuss this with you. I can’t talk about my crushes with each other; it’s just wrong!” She sobbed. “I think you should go. Please.”

He left quietly, leaving a crying Senshi in his wake.

* * * * * *

The next morning, Usagi showed up to the Crown Arcade with her letters somewhat neatly folded into thirds in hand. A glance around showed she was actually early for a change. She headed to the counter, where Mamoru already sat drinking coffee. “Hello, baka,” she said.

“Hello, Odango.” Was he nervous?

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” she said awkwardly.

“What, no chocolate?” he teased. 

“What, no! Why would I give you chocolate?” she stammered. Did he somehow find out about her crush? Tuxedo Kamen wasn’t a friend of his, was he?

“Well I know it’s not traditional because I’m a guy and all, but I’m going to give this to you now.” He held out an envelope to her. 

“What?” Her mind drew a blank.

“Just take it. Open it in private.”

She took the letter and ran to the restroom. After she slipped into a stall, she opened the letter and started reading.

Dear Tsukino Usagi,

Protect with roses you, maiden, whom I tease. I’m in love with you.

Coffee is not why come I to dine at the Crown. I’m in love with you.

You’re brave, beautiful, kind, strong, and inspiring. I’m in love with you.

With these words do I cast aside complications. I’m in love with you.

Please give me a sign whether to give us a try. I will wait for you.

With love, Chiba Mamoru

She just got a love letter. A love letter from Chiba Mamoru, who turned out to be Tuxedo Kamen! Her crushes were one and the same. Here she'd been talking about him as her crush, twice! The events of the prior day fell into place. Now she understood why Tuxedo Kamen knew about her letter. She wanted to feel guilty about it all - but it looked like he also had two crushes, too! They were both her - Usagi and Sailor Moon. Incredibly, he wanted them both. Butterflies erupted in her stomach and her chest felt light. He loved her. He wanted to be together.

She stuffed the letter into her subspace pocket and finished up in the bathroom. She locked eyes with him when she came out; he’d been anxiously looking in that direction. She made a beeline to his side, casually sitting on the stool next to him. They each faced away from each other, waiting. Then there was movement beside her. A thornless red rose with a sharp tip had been placed next to her. With trembling fingers she picked it up, holding it to her nose. “I love roses,” she murmured, uncertain how to proceed. Why was she suddenly nervous?

“Girls usually do,” he replied neutrally, his body tense.

“Especially red ones. They’re special.” She blushed. “I’ll always love them. I really want some chocolates, though.”

“Craving sweets, Odango Atama?”

“No, wanting to gift my crush some chocolate for Valentine’s Day.”

He stilled. “That’s a shame,” he said after a moment, turning to face her.

“Yeah. I’ll have to make it up to him next year.” She was bestowed the most brilliant smile she’d ever seen him have. 

The girls came in then. She reluctantly left him to join them in their booth. They placed their letters into Rei’s beautiful envelopes. Minako called Motoki over. 

“What are you girls up to?” Motoki asked cheerfully.

“It’s Valentine’s Day, and we didn’t have anyone to give chocolates to, so we’re writing love letters to our future boyfriends-”

“More like fiancés,” Rei corrected.

“Right. So when the time comes, we’re going to have them open and read the letters.”

“How romantic!” Motoki exclaimed.

“Right? Rei-chan even handmade these envelopes for good luck!”

“Very nice,” he marveled. “So what now?”

“We need drinks! For a celebratory toast to love!”

“Well, what do you want?”

“Chocolate shakes!” Usagi said, suddenly inspired. “And give one to Mamoru, too. My treat.”

Mamoru had been watching them the entire time. His gaze burned into Usagi’s while the other girls just gaped.

“You’re giving Mamoru a chocolate shake - on Valentine’s Day?” Rei asked.

“You’re finally admitting it!” Minako crowed, laughing.

“What?!” the girls exclaimed.

“Oh, c’mon guys. I am the Goddess of Love. I know these things.”

Usagi got up out of her seat and sat next to Mamoru again. When the chocolate shake arrived she turned to Mamoru and held it out with two hands.

“I just want you to know that I’ve loved you for ages and I was wondering if you’d accept this chocolate shake from me as a token of that love.”

He took the shake from her, slowly lifting the cup to his lips, taking a sip from the straw, his eyes never leaving hers. Then he was placing it onto the counter, inched forward, and captured her lips with his. It was a soft, chaste kiss, full of promise.

“So, do you want to give him his letter now?” Usagi heard Minako ask.

“Quiet, Minako-chan,” Rei hissed.

“What? I just calls it like I smells it.”

“I don’t think that’s how that saying goes,” Ami said.

The End

[starlightrows]

Welcome back to Krax Watches. I didn’t finish my rewatch of season 1, and I don’t care enough to go back to do it. Onward we go!

Episode 1

Beach planet!

I wonder how much time has passed?

Wrecker being able to keep pace with Echo and Hunter while carrying that big box is wildly impressive

Unscheduled study break… nerd

“Mistress Cid”

How the fuck does Omega, a person born and raised on Kamino, not know who Dooku is?

Lmao… Echo the kill joy… didn’t Fives call him that at some point?

Hunter acts like he’s more battle exhausted and wants to be retired… which is valid… but Echo’s right being passive and complicit is just allowing the Empire to win

Why did they think jumping onto the outside of a ship that’s actively trying to leave the planet was a good idea?

Bruh… leave the box at this point

I love pew pew noises, sounds like childhood

The way I would be barfing my guts out in that free fall

Episode 2

“We are descending at rate of speed that is most concerning”… you’re about to die, you allowed to say “we’re falling really fast”

Someone is going to crushed by those containers.

Oh fuck I was mostly kidding

Also god damn you just fractured your femur and you’re still talking like nothing is wrong

A new clone trooper with a name… I bet y’all will be thirsting the second I finish posting this

Tech your femur is BROKEN, you would not be weight bearing. You would be laying in a heap and waiting for the Imperials to come find your ass

They really said “Hunky Team” and “Nerdy Team” for these episodes… well “Nerdy Team + Lil Sister”

I have a funny feeling that if the batch doesn’t start actively trying to weaken the Empire, Echo will leave to join a group who will. I wouldn’t be shocked if he joined Saw Gurerra or something

Wrecker just jerryrigged a bazooka

I have never believed Omega has Fett dnd more than this episode. Her running away to finish a mission because she won’t half ass a job is very Boba and Jango to me

“The shiny stuff”

I’m kinda glad we got some Echo and Omega bonding… granted it’s the sad childhood trauma flavor… but I’ll take what I can get in a show about a war torn world

Oh… okay then I guess we won’t be thirsting over Wilco…

Buuuut we also didn’t see a body, and as we know Rampart has already failed to ensure Clone Force 99 was actually dead. So who knows maybe we’ll him again

Final thoughts. Meh, it’s alright. About as interesting as last season I guess. I’m happy to keep watching but also not head over heels for it

[astraysimp]

Surprise?

┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ °Hi Besties! I am so so so excited to be bringing you this piece. As you know, @straykeedz and I am collabing and writing 9 Months In the Making, a short novel of dad!skz fics. This is chapter 1 part 2– Han’s fluff– and part 1 is essentially the conception of baby Han. I really hope you enjoy this, as well of my bestie’s smut piece and will continue to look forward to our other works! ┆Grab a box of tissues and maybe a snack, she’s a long one  ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ °

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Summary: You and Han hadn’t been married for long, still in your newlywed phase and well……you had wanted to enjoy the married life for a little while. But… a surprise changed those plans….and turns out Hanji loves his new role as a dad….surprise?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Warnings: married!Han au, unplanned pregnancy, baby Han– has boba eyes and the jeekies(duh) –, fluff, pet names,  new dad!han, talk of delivering a baby ,domestic family life, mentions of–unprotected sex ( and Han always being horny) →don’t be silly wrap your willy 

You and Han hadn’t been married for that long, only around three months, and you had been loving the married life. In fact, the pair of you had talked about waiting to have a baby for maybe a year, so you could soak up married life before having a baby. But, if there's one thing to know about Han Jisung is that he is always horny, he always has been. So, you had always known there was a chance of getting pregnant– even if it was unplanned. One night, you had gone on a date and one thing led to another and you ended up having sex, which was nothing new. However what was new was missing your period the following week.

You period had been 15 days late, you knew because you checked, and you were nervous. There was something in your gut telling you something was wrong….it felt off. So, you brought it up to your loving husband, Han. “Hanji, yeobo. Can you come here a sec,” you called out to him from the kitchen where you were preparing lunch. Hearing you call for him, he quickly made his way to you, pressing a kiss to your temple.”What’s up, jagi? Everything okay?” He asked, pulling you to sit on his lap. As he sat at the dining table. Taking a deep breath, you looked into his eyes. “I’m late. My period is late….15 days.” You said, drawing in a shaky breath. He could sense your nervousness and pulled you into his embrace, “Hey, hey hey. Deep breaths, my love. We get you some tests, and if they’re positive, we get to have a baby. It’ll all be okay, though. We’re in this together, jagiya,”he smiled and kissed your temple. Nodding, you cuddled into his chest, “okay, okay.It’ll be okay. I love you, hanji.” You smiled, kissing under his jaw. “I love you too, honey. Forever and ever.” He smiled, kissing your hairline.

A week later, you and Han found yourself sitting in your master bathroom, 3 pregnancy tests on the countertop. Grabbing his hand, you pushed your face into his neck. “I’m nervous,JiJi. I don’t wanna look.” You mumbled, shielding your face from the sink, where the tests were sitting. Sighing, Han rubbed your back and kissed your temple. “Hey,it’s okay. We’ve always wanted babies, yeah? We’ll be okay,jagiya.” He crooned, gently pulling you to look at him. Shakily taking a breath in you nodded, “I know I know. But, what about enjoying being married before the baby?” You pouted, trying not to tear up. Shaking his head, he pulled you in for a kiss,”Yeobo, a baby is an amazing surprise and gift. We’ll still get to enjoy married life, before the baby is born,” he smiled , his thumbs rubbing over your cheeks. Softly smiling, you glanced at the tests. “Can you check them?,” and he did

POSITIVE. POSITIVE. POSITIVE 2-3 WEEKS. Looking at him, you squeezed his hand. “Well, babe? What do they say?” “Positive, all three, jagiya,” He said, feeling a smile grow on his face and tears well in his eyes. “Wait, really? I’m pregnant?” You whispered, looking at the tests. And there were 3 positives staring you in the face. Crying, you pulled Han in for a hug and a kiss. “Hanji, we’re gonna have a baby,” You cried, holding him tightly. “Our own little baby, jagiya. I’m so excited,” he whispered against your hair, feeling his tears wet your hair. Your own baby, made from your love. Pulling back from you, he kneeled and lifted your shirt to expose your stomach. Pressing a kiss to your belly, he whispered, “Hi, bean.It’s your daddy. I can’t wait to meet you.”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Time skip 8months ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

By now, you were 9 months pregnant and ready to pop, any day now .  So far, your pregnancy had been going well. You and the baby were healthy and the baby was very active. You and Han found out you were having a boy, and decided to name him Jae Seong, which means to exist or rule or finish, sincere or honest. Han was excited to have a boy, and so were  you. The thought of having a mini Jisung, made your hearts so full and happy. Not only were you excited, his family was also excited. His parents were going to be grandparents and his brothers would be uncles. Your family was also excited, loving you and Jisung together, and it excited them that you were going to be starting your family. Both of your families had even gone so far as to plan your baby shower, color themes of pale blue and a light gray. Those two colors are already adorning the walls of the nursery, where a crib, wardrobe,changing table, rocking chair and bookshelf were already waiting  . The baby shower was amazing, being given such amazing gifts from your family and friends. Jisung’s mom knitted a baby blanket, his brother gifting a bottle warmer,etc. You had also received a plethora of clothes, diapers, wet wipes, pacifiers and other necessities. So, you and Jisung were extremely grateful.

It had been a few days since your baby shower, when you and Jisung were relaxing on your couch, as he rubbed your belly., “Are you ready to come meet momma and daddy, babe bean? We want to meet you, Jae Seung-ie.” He smiled, places kisses to your belly. You smiled and winced, feeling a braxton hicks contraction hit you. You had been having them for the past month, your doula telling you that it was your body preparing for labor, but these were a lot stronger. Groaning, you whined and squeezed Jisung’s hand. “Ji , it hurts, so bad,” You cried, burying your face in his chest. Pouting, he rubbed your back and gently guided you to stand. “Oh, my sweet jagi. Let’s walk a little, see if that helps.” And then he was gently leading you to walk laps of your living room, your head still buried in his chest. Crying you clutched your belly, feeling a stronger contraction course through you. “Ji, Ji I can’t. Hurts too much,” you whined, stalling your walking. Hearing and seeing your pain broke him, and he cupped his hands over yours, where they rested on your bump. “Want to try the labor ball? Maybe getting to rock your hips will ease it, my love–” he started, before ….bam… your water broke. “Ji, Ji it’s time, you cried, another contraction ripping through you.

Then you were off to the hospital. Panicking, he rushed there –running 3 red lights– and parked by the maternity ward and rushed you inside. “Help! My wife is having a baby!” He yelled, still holding you, as a nurse rushed over, seating you in a wheelchair. At this point, your contractions were less than a minute apart and you were in severe pain. “Ow ow ow Ji. Huuuurrtttssss,” you cried, gripping his hand. “I know baby, I know. We’re meeting Jae Seong soon, though.”He cooed, pushing  wheelchair to your room. Once in your room, you got changed into a gown and your doula rushed in, along with doctors and nurses. It felt like time was going so fast yet so slow, at the same time. You had been in your room for about 4 hours  and you were 5cm dilated, got an epidural, Han had brought your baby bag and carrier, and now it was a waiting game. Thanks to your epidural, you were practically numb from the waist down and fell asleep. Another 3 and a half hours had passed, and Jisung was soothing you, feeding you ice chips,placing cool washcloths to your forehead  and occasionally napping with you. During your latest check in, the nurse told you that you were fully dilated and helped to situate onto your back. Jisung was sitting behind you, holding both of your legs up, as you were told to push. “Deep breath in y/n okay? Then push push push. Whenever your body feels the need to push, you push. Okay mama?,” Your nurse told you as you nodded, , and so you did. Crying loudly, you bore your head into your chest and pushed down. “Aaaahhh! Jiiiiii! “ You cried, before throwing your head back against his bare chest. “I know, honey. I know. You’re so strong. You’re doing so well,honey.” He cooed, kissing your temple. Feeling the need to push, you groaned, with your chin tucked to your chest and pushed again. “Ugggghhhhhh! Oh my god! JiJi , I can’t do it!” You cried, panting. “You can do it, my love. You’re so strong. We get to meet our boy soon.” He whispered, still holding your legs. 

An hour and a half and 5 pushes later, you heard shrill cries blaze through your room. Crying you looked down at your chest, feeling the nurse set your baby down on you. “Congratulations, mama and papa. You have a healthy baby boy.” She smiled, as you and Jisung cried. “Oh my god, we did it. He’s here, our baby is here,Ji.” You cried, as the nurse took your baby to do the necessary newborn health checks. Nodding, he pressed a kiss to your lips and smiled. “We did. You did. We’re parents,” he smiled, tears freely falling. About 10 minutes later, the nurse walked back in with your baby swaddled in a blanket and a hat on his head. Setting the baby in your arms, she smiled. “He weighs 8.10 pounds, measuring in at 20 inches long. What’s his name?” You smiled, cooing down at him, as Jisung smiled. “Jae Seong, his name is Jae Seong.” You smiled and cried, running your finger over his nose,”Hi baby, I’m momma. It’s so nice to meet you.” You whispered, as his eyes opened, revealing ones matching your Jisung’s, cheeks as puffy as his. “Oh you’re so cute. My sweet boy,” You cooed, seeing him blink and let a yawn out. “Look at you, so tired huh?” You smiled, handing him to Han, carefully. Tearing up, he took Jae Seong into his arms. “Hi, little man, I’m your daddy.” He smiled, as Jae Seong looked up at him, gripping one of Han’s fingers in his hands. Oh, you and Han were completely 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Time skip: 4 months˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

Parenthood was an adjustment, but you and Han loved it. Jae Seong was 4 months old now and was a complete ball of sunshine. But, boy did he love to sleep, just like his daddy. So, it wasn’t uncommon to find Jisung and Jae Seong napping together, at random times of the day. 

That was what you found, one cozy Wednesday afternoon. You, Jisung and Jae Seong had just gotten home from a picnic at the park. It was during Jae Seong’s tummy time that you told Jisung you wanted to take a shower. Simply smiling and nodding from his spot on the floor in front of the baby, you took that as your cue to go. All the while, Jisung and Jae Seong were still playing–Jisung showing your baby different animals.”This is a kitty, bubba. Kitties go nyang. Nyang nyang.” He smiled, as jae Seong kicked his feet. “This is a puppy, like uncle Seungmin. He goes mong mong.” He laughed, pointing at the picture of a dog in the baby book.that went on for about 15 minutes, showing him colors, animals, shapes,music notes, etc.  Yes, you took long showers, but you didn’t think that much could happen in 20 minutes. However, you were wrong. Stepping out of the bathroom, dressed in fluffy pajamas, you were met with silence. You had an inkling that you’d be met with two sleeping puffy cheeked boys. And your inkling proved you correct. Walking down the stairs and into your living room , you saw an array of baby books on the floor, surrounding a sleeping Jisung with baby Jae Seong asleep on his chest. Smiling to yourself, you walked over and sat next to his sleeping form. Gently running a hand through his hair, you whispered. “Hanji, my love. You gotta get up. Your back will hurt if you sleep like this.” You cooed, moving his bangs to kiss his forehead. At that, he blearily blinked his eyes open, looking at you. “Huh? Oh , did I fall asleep?” He giggled, cradling Jae Seong to his chest. Nodding your head, you smiled and kissed his cheek. “Mhm, you did, honey. Let’s get you and peanut to bed though.” You smiled, as Jisung carefully stood up , groaning as his back ached. “I was showing him animals and colors, jagiya.” He smiled at you, watching as you collected the books, putting them on the coffee table. “I’m sure he loved them all, yeobo. But, now it’s bed time for you and our peanut,” You giggled, as he nodded. “Mmmm, could go for a nap.” He mumbled, still sleepy and went to the nursery to settle Jae Seong in his crib.

Oh what a beautiful life you had. You and your boys–big boba eyes and round puffy cheeks. You were over the moon –even if ,maybe, your baby was a surprise 

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9 Months in the Making

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Candy- Gaon <you guys were the #1 couple in school, you guys were the definition of couple goals. you loved him and he loved you. although you guys were together all the time, it made him tired and sad to compare your to other girls, he needed to let go. you do too>

This is no way representative of the way Xdinary Heroes act. They’re nothing but references of character, and in no shape or form is this how they act. And I am in no way romanticizing or glamorizing any toxic behavior exhibited, they’re just stories that is meant to be read. Readers discretion is advised.~

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12:20

You walked to your locker, holding your things in your hand. You had finished your classes and now its time to head home.

“ Hey y/n.” You hear a voice behind you

“Hey babe!” You answered without looking behind yourself. Gaon hugged you from behind.

“Soo, you up to a boba date?” He knew you were busy, but you loved boba so much. You didnt know what to say, you have a test tomorrow and need to study for it.

“Um, sorry.. i cant, i have to study for a test. Maybe some other day.?” You finally looked at him and smiled. He smiled back.

“Well okay then.. maybe i’ll pick up boba and take it to you?” He asked while looking at his phone.

“yea sure, how much is it?” You we’re grabbing your wallet right before he stopped you.

“Dont” he smiled

“my treat” he kissed you on the cheek

“bye, see you later!” he walked off and waved at you. You waved back, continuing to collect your stuff.

Later on that day, your friend texted you.

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rin: Heyy girl, you never told me Gaon had a sister? lol hru i miss u <3

me: whatt? he does??

he never told me..

“hey, i miss you too” shouldve

been the first thing you said..😒

sorry, this is important

am I not important?!?!

yes but its different

anyways whos the

sister??

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umm..

yea thats them, do

you recognise?

no.. hold up

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you called Gaon for the truth, afraid what you might think it is.

“hello?” he picked up

“hi babe, um, rin told me she saw you at the boba shop. did you get me anything haha” you nervously chuckled.

“um actually, change of plans, i had something going on so my, um, sister, um, really wanted to hang out, so uh, imma be busy” That took long, you bit the pencil out of anxiety, your heart racing. maybe he does have a sister and is being a great older brother.?

“maybe i can jo-”

“no! its okay, shes having a hard time.. um she wants to be alone so.. we’ll be fine” oh

“oh, okay, i respect that.. um.. *you bit your lip, leg shaking* maybe another time i guess?”

“yes of course.. *silence* look, i gotta go, see you monday babe.. bye”

“bye, i love you-” i got cut off.. you went back and texted your friend.

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rin?

yes?

follow them.

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{unedited}

[engagemythrusters]

okay. ahsoka. here we go

Immediately a fan of the music. Did they get the same people as TBOBF and The Mandalorian? The Ludwig person? Forgot the name…

INTRO CRAWL?! DAMNNNNN

But also red? Why red crawl?

Why is she searching for Thrawn not Ezra. Like I know the two left together but you think Ezra would be the priority. Not thrawn.

Aaand there’s the ship. Always start Star Wars with a ship.

Uuuugh my pirate site keeps buffering. Booooooooo

“They’re jedi” okay vibe but are they actually. Or is it those sorta-Sith guys

Ugh okay my annoying I have to go without subtitles now… :/ tbjs js gonna be hard

Okay that was a very Star Trek move. Why. For what.

YEAH ITS THOSE SITHLIKE BITCHES

Shin Hati evil love that for her. Love evil gorls

Evil granpa got shoulders daaamn love that for him

Ah it’s Bad Wig Girl.

God seriously why are the wigs so bad. Fucjing Disney. Boo.

Man I miss when Star Wars had cool titles. Phantom Menace. Return of the Jedi. Now it’s just fuckin NAMES.

Oooo interesting place. Old jedi temple? Looks like it.

Aaand her Lekku and Montrals still look like shjt styrofoam.

Okay fun lightsaber trick. At least theh didn’t forget how cool Ahsoka Tano is.

Wonder if we’ll see Morai…

Oh wow. Ahsoka wearss lipgloss ig. Okay.

This is very slow paced. Move a lil girl.

Those remind me a lil of the Zeffo spheres. But if they were filled. Idk maybe I’m making a connection that isn’t there. I just really like Star Wars Jedi games. Their lore was WAY COOL.

What do droids need capes for tho. Like why. That’s literally so fuckin impractical

UH DAVID TENNANT rip

RAMP JUMP RAMP JUMP RAMP JUMP

God I love T-6 shuttles. Best Star Wars ship. I mean other than bobas. But yeah T-6 sexiest SW ship

Do we get to see Sabine soon I miss her

OH MY GOD HERA

OHHHHHHHHH MY GOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

THE GASP I JUST GUSP

Okay her makeup and contacts really really suck

Hera just. Disbelieving. I get it. She’s so hurt she can’t let herself hurt anymore.

“Does that mean Ezra—“ WEEPING

Hera “oh my god more jedi bullshit I can never escape” Syndulla

SHES NOT FORCE SENSITIVE LEAVE HER ALONE

YAY SABINEEEEEE

Oh lothal so so pretty

RYDER hi!

EZRA MONUMENT?!

Ohhh it’s that wall

Ohhhhhh weeping

SABEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN

Oh she’s not there

Hehe I love her

OH IS THA—YEDSSS JAI

I love u Jai

God look at them. Look at the wall. Christ. Kanan…

Hehe sabine

SPECTER?! YOURE NOT ALLOWED THAT. YOU DONT DESERBE IT. THATS FOR THE FAMILY. THATS FOR! FAMILY!!!!

Sabine u shit hehe

This is a good actress for her 10/10 thank you for giving yourself to our beloved explosions girl

“She’s crazy” yeah she had years of being stupid with Ezra to make her nuts xoxo

TOWER TOWER TOWER

OHHH KITTH KITTH KITTY AAAH

What’s the kitties name

Ohh it even uses the same loth cat sounds from the show AND real kitty sounds

What’s the NAME of kittyyyyy

Oh Ezra’s stuff 😭

EZRAAAAAAA

“More than others” WHAT?! Okay. Not sure what that means.

YES SISTER OKAY YES. NO SHIPPING. JUST SISTER. AND BROTHER.

Not sure that I like the change that recording brought. But. It’s okay I’ll accept it.

Evil gorl <3

SHES A DUCKIN NIGHTSISTER?!

WHYD she choose such a bland ass name then?!?!!

INQUISITOR?!!!

THATS AN INQUISITOR

SABINE IS NOT FORCE SENSITIVE *FUCK YOU* LITERALKY S4 OF REBELS CONFIRMED IT SO HARD THAT CHANGING IT WOULD MAKE THIS THE STUPIDEST THING EVER IN THE HISTORY OF STAR WARS

oh my god. Jesus that was force shit wasn’t it. Fuck that oh my fod DONT MAKE HER FORCE SENSITIVE YOU DUMB FUCKS. IM SO FUCKING MAD.

Haircut time?

No not yet.

That was CRAP dialogue. That was HORRIBLE. Wow. Oh my god fire these writers. So hard.

I do love this music tho. It’s p good.

Okay so far it does NOT make sense how ahsoka arrives at the tower at the end of rebels. This isn’t fair. I loved that scene so much.

Awww chopper drawing.

Okay she’s a puzzle maker now as well as an artist? That’s dumb

GOD SHES NOT. FORCE. SENSITIVE.

THIS IS SO FUCJING STUPID THIS IS DUMB!!!

SHES! NOT!! FORCE!!! SENSITIVE!!!!

And she’s gonna steal it isn’t she hehe she is def Ezra’s sister >:)

Huyang like “I taught this”

Luke so not the only jedi he was meant to be hehe I mean k get it. But also it’s so dumb 😂

SHE DID IT HEHE I LOVE U SABINE

Sad that they didn’t make Lothals mountains just like the ones in the real series.

Towerrr

Kittyyyy

WHAT JS KITTY NAME PLEAS TELL ME

callin him Turkeyleg until told otherwise

Sigh I miss Ezra.

Fucking miss Kanan. It still hurts so much.

It’s been so long does Sabine still hurt? Does she still miss him the way she used to?

Heraaaa hiii 🥰

Hera knows her daughter

Okay so why is holograms so. Sounding like this. It’s more… MORE. Than how they used to sound. Is technology worsening or some shit?? Don’t like that.

Ahsoka stop being MEAN TO MY SABINE.

Yeah SNIPS. Ha.

Heras greatest strength is that she is understanding above all else. And I love her sm for it.

FATHER SON DAUGHTER RIGHT

I better be

Palm hand fist…

Oh.

Okay fine.

Hhhh.

SHES SO SMART I LOVE HERRRRRR

Mr Tukeyleg

OH NO DONT HURT SABINE OR TURKEYLEG

Ah shit yeah I figured

Nothing will ever be easy for her. Nor for ezra.

HELMET

*HIS SABER*

SHES NOT FUCKING FORCE SENSITIVE OKAH

She can use a lightsaber and she can use the Darksaber BUT BY GOD SHE IS NOT FORCE SENSITIVE

Why are u flying so slow 😭

OH MY Fod

OH MY GOD NO SABINE

No not my girl 😭

Oh is that the end ep 1?

Oh who is Ray? Rest well, Ray <3

Ep two coming in a sec.

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hey isabella!!

oof good luck with that !! yeah the end of the semester is no joke no matter which side of the teacher student equation you are lol

i'm also a matcha enjoyer, but tbh i mostly go for a cappucino or a mocha. tea wise, i mostly just stick to chai at home but living in the vicinity of 1453845 boba places means i've build up a standard order there too, jasmine green milk tea with grass jelly is my little treat every now and then.

aggressively competitive game night sounds like a dreammm (i am. a Very intense board games player) i have an endless letterboxd list of stuff i want to watch but this last month i've been overcome with the desire to marathon the disney cars franchise sooo i guess we're doing that? feeling very nostalgic tbh might watch debs and maybe the holiday to round it all out....

i mean this is the having meltdowns over tv website so you'd be well within ur rights haha but west wing and criminal minds nice! a couple of my friends are huuuge criminal minds fans and tbh i'm too much of a baby for crime stuff but i have been meaning to watch west wing for a while....re medical shows: i have a theory actually and it's that everyone has one medical procedural that's their cross to bear (mine is house md haha) but! i googled beautiful minds and it's based on oliver sacks books?! i loved reading those so i will have to watch this for sure. i'm currently watching m*a*s*h and gearing up for a black sails rewatch come january which i'm vv excited for !

okay question for today! what's your favorite song or album at the moment? i've had the new tamino singles and the new doechii album on repeat :) hope u have a marvelous day <3

love,

t

hi t!

the final day of midterms has officially ended so my students are off to get some much needed rest and i’ll be grading exams from the comfort of my couch (which, in my opinion, is soo much better than having to grade in my classroom).

i’m not a huge coffee person but i do love a good mocha! i’m also in the general vicinity of 1453845 boba places - my go to is taro milk tea. it satisfies everything i want in a drink!! sweet? check. fun color? check. i’m very easy to please.

yeah, i come from a family of intense board game players and i… am no exception. honestly, sometimes my game nights feel like they belong in a sitcom. boards have been flipped, people have been injured while playing uno, the list goes on. do you have a favorite game to play? or one that makes you the Most Intense?

oooh yes nostalgia is absolutely the way to go for movie watching this time of year. the holiday is always a must watch for me in december so looks like we’ll both be doing that! i definitely recommend watching the west wing, it’s SUCH a good show.

your theory about medical shows is spot on… unfortunately, my cross to bear IS greys anatomy. but i will say that i was really skeptical about brilliant minds at first for exactly that reason (like, who really needs yet another medical procedural?) and it’s FAR exceeded every single (lack of) expectation i had.

i still haven’t watch black sails in its entirety! i watched the first episode way back when the show first came out and i’ve been meaning to get back into it ever since.

ooh those are both excellent artist to have on repeat. i’ve been cycling through joy oladokun, katie gavin, pom pom squad, and kendrick lamar’s new albums on repeat! genuinely haven’t listened to any other artists in a couple of months haha

i hope you’ve had a good week so far!!

love, isabella

[m1ckeyb3rry]

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SHSHSH THANK YOU no im taking that /srs give me back my chronically online time PLEASE but omg tiktok binge it’s been awhile im excited to see some fire edits!!

FRRRRR no because that chapter had all the nagi antis sitting down him caring for chigiri was the highlight of the chapter and yes LMAOO Isagi shoves him to the ground after he finds out about the injury I believe so that makes it sm worse HAHAH

LMAO REUNICLUS SCAMMING AS A SIDE HUSTLE so real imagine there’s a little makeshift tacky mystical booth just set up on the side of the street where reuniclus just sits in waiting for people to pass by to gaslight

I can just imagine all the villainous edits of Karasu that are about to come to life after this weeks ep we’ll fr be watching them like “Lmao no my friends THAT is what we call a silly little closeted loser”

Wait 6-8 miles daily is kinda insane that sounds like it would be really time consuming too LOL the respectful tag has me laughing imagine someone catching you giving a presentation through zoom while on their horse with the respect and etiquette aside that would be funny like “is she pulling out PowerPoint on my horse”

WOOHOO TIKTOK PALOOZA!!!

Barou edits always hit I’ll never forget that first one you showed me that fr had some really strong conversion magic in it

Ok yk I was about to pull out the “Mira clown moment caught in 4K” before I watched but then I watched and realized I’m also part of the circus that edit was a little too good

LMAOOO The Isagi fisheye camera scene always has me reeling like bro wtf is that it’s giving that one boba eyed hamster

STOP I DIDNT KNOW IT WAS A REFERENCE TO THE AIRHORN SOUND FX EITHER???? Ok now that makes more sense I thought he was just ad libbing some random noises

HAHA the tabieita one is so funny im crying its fr them the visuals also have me giggling

AHAHAHAHABAHA TOO TARGETED its giving Aiku and niko getting yelled at Barou for the stain

These were so good i needed this tiktok brainrot session fr LMAO

Also wait about your recent post with the censoring I instantly jumped to itoshi because it’s usually slander but then I realized in this context it’s probably not considering you’re talking about your theme so KARASU???

- Karasu anon

AHAHAH OKAYYY i didn’t want to be a hater in case you were enjoying your offline grass touching time 😭 can’t enter my bad influence era…just hit 1k it would be tragic if i got cancelled already 😰

HELP OKAY THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT ngl isagi is so funny because he actually has 0 chill i feel like people never get his characterization quite right he’s either way too sweet or too much of an asshole but he def is a good mix of being nice while also whipping out the sass at the slightest provocation 🙂‍↕️ nagi and chigiri bffs is so cute fr…yk if you think abt it this just makes the oaeu more canon because chigiri helps reo in wingmanning nagi when aiku ends up one-sidedly beefing with him LMAOAOA

I’M SO HYPEEEE I NEED VILLAINOUS KARASU EDITS idk why my fyp has only been yuki and otoya edits (i mean no complaints because i love those two as well) I NEED KARASU 😫 i need the barou editors specifically to get on it idk what it is with them but they put crack into all of their work i need karasu getting THAT treatment 🤤 meanwhile i’ll be giggling because yes he’s gorgeous amazing problematic king but he’s also the og mature healthy sassy pining love interest of all time 🥹

HAHA yeah it def was time consuming i was only able to do it because there was literally nothing else to do all day 😭 but yeah LMAOAO can you imagine someone just taking an exam while riding your horse atp i’d just be befuddled like what even…

BROOO BAROU EDITS ARE ALWAYS FIRE IDK HOW THEY DO IT they always pick the perfect songs scenes transitions intros EVERYTHING we may also be biased as barou lovers but still

DKSHXJSJZ I WILL ALWAYS DRAG YOU DOWN WITH ME DW 😜 you see the vision though…like wdym rin looking kinda fine rn…IMPOSSIBLE!! HAHA the isagi fisheye took me by surprise too i was like oh hello when it popped up ngl

LITERALLYYY i thought he was just making weird cute sound effects?? i was like okay…who are we trying to impress her buddy…but mimicking the air horn is so in character and funny it has me crying 😭 i love him sm that man has never taken anything seriously a day in his life

THE TABIEITA WAS SO GOOD BUT PLSSS i just know oaeu aiku and niko hop on ALL of the tik tok trends…imagine aiku teaching niko tik tok dances and niko introducing aiku to new brain rot terms as they release 😫 my goat duo fr

YAYYY brain rot sessions always go hard i’m happy i could’ve provided!! and AHH episode two super soon i’m hype!! can’t wait to see my favs back on screen

WHO ELSE WOULD IT BE BUT TABITO KARASU 🤩⁉️ i’m so attached to having a nagi theme though like he’s my baby…my shining star…my number one…my brand…but KARASU ugh i love him sm too it’s so hard 😭 decisions decisions

also unrelated but this request is taking sooo long the word count is kinda insane though 😰 HOPEFULLY tmrw will be the day it finally drops!!