#it's functional but it also looks cute but not to overwhelming and this is all stuff is actually use

[sleepyparalysisdmon]

SVT with an ADHD partner

Requested? Yes! (and they are still open!)

Genre: comfort

Seungcheol

Whether you’re a student, taking on new responsibilities at work, or picking up a big project at home, Cheol always encourages it, especially if it’s something that you really want to do or are passionate about. But he’s concerned when you’re carrying a lot of stress related to these things. Over dinner, you lament that you’re having trouble prioritizing everything you need to do because everything feels both important and urgent. He asks you to make him a list and your eyes glaze over a little because you definitely don’t have one, but he’s insistent. So you jot down what you can remember and the meal is long forgotten as he helps you work through the order things need to be done in by due date or how long it will take, and how important things really are (is this for an elective class or a major class? Is this for your boss or for someone else? Is this part of the project a hazard to leave unfinished in the house for long or will it just be a little bit messy if it sits for a bit?). He does it in such a delicate yet detailed way that the next day you don’t feel so overwhelmed by the long list because you actually have a game plan. 

Jeonghan 

You two regularly play a little game called ‘Hannie, can you help me find something’. You never know where you last had it or saw it, but he always asks just in case. He helps you look, tearing apart the house if he has to, especially if it’s an important thing. When this lost item is found (and it almost always is), he’ll hand it back to you and teasingly say something like, ‘what would you do without me?’. But if you ever seem upset by this comment or having lost the thing in the first place, he’ll be quick to reassure you that he’ll always play this game with you. Still, he buys little things to give you visible ‘homes’ for things - like a hook on the back of the door so your favorite sweaters and jackets don’t get wrinkled in the floor, or a decorative bowl to drop your favorite jewelry into so you don’t lose your favorite ring, or getting clear containers for things and labeling them so you know where to look for something. These little things make your life easier, so he’ll keep doing them. 

Joshua

You often lament about how cluttered your space is. You say it’s an organized mess and it wouldn’t normally bother you because you feel that you can function in it just fine, but you’ve been shamed about it a few times, whether it be the wrinkled, free-floating papers in your backpack, or the haphazard stacks of random things on your desk at work, or a total inability to keep your closet organized and not all over your floor. Where as Hannie is worried about your object permanence and losing things, Joshua is worried about adding some structure to these things to take stress off of you and reduce the shame you might feel about it. He buys you folders for each of your classes in colors you like, or a few cute labeled baskets for your desk to sort things by status, or installing a new closet organizer that might be more user friendly. He also absolutely doesn’t mind to come behind you and pick up and straighten a few things here and there if it prevents you from stressing about it when you see it later. 

Jun 

When you ask him how to make that one recipe that you both really like, Jun mindlessly rambles off the instructions. You don’t answer and he notices that your eyes glaze over. You ask him to repeat it again, but your glazed look doesn’t change when he does. He asks if you’re okay, and you admit that it’s a lot of steps and you’re afraid you’re going to mess it up. You’re not a bad cook, not by a long shot, but he sees that you need to take one thing at a time. So he goes to the kitchen and cooks with you, guiding you through the recipe. The following week, you find a neat little binder with handwritten recipes and detailed step by step instructions. There’s even a long strip of tape on the margin of each page, allowing you to mark off what you’ve done and not done with a dry erase marker. (I’m low key emotional thinking about this level of thoughtfulness.)

Hoshi 

No matter what he’s had to do that day or how tired he is, he is never too tired to match your energy. If you’re restless and need to get up and do something, he’s going with you. No request is too wild. A walk around the block? Sure. A sprint around the block? He’ll laugh but say ‘why not’ and start a game of tag. Need to blast music? He’ll hand you his phone to pick what you want to play on speaker. Need something visually stimulating? He’s putting on some bright, flashy game for the two of you to play. Genuinely, his creativity knows no bounds. 

Wonwoo

Everybody has bad days and you’re included in that. Wonwoo might have a little bit of a temper, but does everything he can to squash it with you, even when you are particularly quick to anger. It doesn’t prevent every single fight, but most often, he’ll tug you over to sit with him and ask what made you so angry and what he can do to help. Sometimes it’s something he can help and sometimes it’s not, but he does his absolute best to meet you with understanding when your temper flares, knowing that it could be a thousand (sometimes seemingly unrelated) things that made it bubble up in the first place. When the fights are unavoidable, he’s so apologetic afterwards because he absolutely hates fighting with you.

Woozi

He absolutely understands that sometimes some things just can’t be finished in a timely manner or at all, but he gets a lot of satisfaction out of finishing things when he can. One day, you’re watching him put away things you’ve left out or closing things you opened but forgot to close. He does this wordlessly without an ounce of bitterness, but still, you lament because you can’t seem to be able to close a damn cabinet, much less finish a big project. Will not let you linger on that because he genuinely doesn’t mind doing these little things, but he’ll always offer to help you make progress on those big projects. Literally does not matter what it is, he’ll take an active role by working on it with you, or take a more inactive role by just accompanying you as you work on it. You’ll never turn it down because you enjoy his company.

DK

Now I promise I’m not recycling ideas here, but the concept mentioned in my bipolar reaction for Seokmin applies here too. You like to talk and he likes to talk so really, you guys are the perfect match. He gets you, but sometimes others don’t. If anyone ever makes a comment that you’re talking too much, he will go out of his way to be even worse just to prove a point, because no one makes his baby feel bad!! He will not let you feel upset by this for long because he loves that he can talk to you about literally anything. He’d skip almost anything if he could just to keep the conversation going sometimes. Will forever be both the #1 fan and #1 defender of your yapping. 

Mingyu 

Now he’s protective naturally and you fire up a lot of those instincts. At first, he thought it was just because of how much he cares, but then he realizes it’s your bravery (or rather your impulsivity) that makes him that way. Because you will walk home alone at night, or go out and overdo it on the drinks, or go toe-to-toe with someone twice your size just because you’re pissed off, or speed when you drive. He loves your bravery, admires it even, but dreads the thought of you getting hurt when you sometimes lack this sense of danger for certain situations. So he walks with you or drives you everywhere, and accompanies you to the club every single time he can, and deescalates a tense situation or pulls you away all together. It really is just another reason for him to never leave your side, like he needed another one. 

Minghao

He knows stress is unavoidable to some extent, but he’s sometimes very worried about how it weighs you down more than most people. While Cheol might help you manage the source of the stress, Mingaho will be more worried about reducing the stress itself because it’s a good tool to have when you can’t avoid stressful situations or prioritize your way through it. Again, I promise I’m not recycling ideas here, but I genuinely think he’d be all over making sure you eat and sleep and find ways to relax. Even if you aren’t into meditation, he’ll have you try things like deep breathing, painting, and tai chi. Will not let you feel bad for a second about how other people seem to be able to handle this sort of stress. It doesn’t matter if other people can because it’s you he’s worried about. 

Seungkwan

While you’re a big picture person, he’s a small details person. It’s never bothered him, he actually enjoys that you think differently than him and open his eyes to things. But the cool thing is that he can do the same for you. You’re overwhelmed by or totally miss details sometimes, but he’ll do little things to show you that it’s not so scary. Like if you’re watching a movie together, he’ll pick out a little detail and say, “Oh my god, did you notice that?” He’ll roll the movie back and let you focus on it. Or he’ll encourage you to slow down for a second and reread the email you’re about to send. Or he’ll assure you that it’s okay if you made a mistake and that you can fix it. He will never, ever let you feel stupid for needing the little reminders to take a moment and pay attention to the details.

Vernon

Now, here’s the thing. He’s forgetful and yet not. Let me explain. He knows you forget to pack your lunch, so he does. He knows you forget your laptop charger when you put away your laptop, so when he sees the lone charger, he’ll put it with your laptop. He knows you sometimes forget to put the cap back on the toothpaste and puts it back on wordlessly. But you help him too. You remember names when he doesn’t. You don’t complain when he forgets to put the toilet seat down. You sometimes remember his schedule better than he does. I’m actually really soft thinking about the way you guys might help each other out with your own versions of forgetfulness. 

Chan 

In the beginning of your relationship, he thought your impatience was kind of cute. Don’t get me wrong, he still does, but he has come to realize just how frustrated you are sometimes because of it. Sometimes it’s little things like something taking too long to bake in the oven. Sometimes it’s that it takes too much time to actually fold your laundry. Sometimes it’s that slow driver in front of you on your way home. Sometimes it’s that you have an appointment in a couple hours and you can’t fathom squeezing anything else in before that. He helps by trying to counter this impatience in ways, sometimes subtle, sometimes not. He distracts you while something bakes, or he offers to fold your laundry, or he drives you wherever you need to go, handing you the aux cord. And on those appointment days, he wakes up early with you to help fill the time in a way that doesn’t feel constricting, assuring you that you won’t be late because he won’t let you be.

[cocoreallylovesraiden]

Hi hi hi! Loved ur mk1 sick!reader headcanons, they so silly so cute!

May I request headcanons for hypersomniac!reader? Like they're always tired and sleepy. I mainly wanna see Shang Tsung and Kenshi <3 so feel free to include anyone else you'd like, male or female 🥰

MK1 characters and hypersomniac! reader

(shang tsung, kenshi, kung lao + extra lin kuei trio)

this request was from MARCH um hey... hi... sorry... but im back....requests are open....

Shang Tsung

-He seems like the extremely productive type, so I can’t say I think he’d appreciate someone who is on the more tired side. 

-Will be a gigantic diva whenever you mention it, talking about how ‘he’s been up for thirty hours and hasn’t so much as made a pip!’ 

-Would make all sorts of alarming potions and elixirs to prevent you from feeling drowsy- for the most part they don’t work because he doesn't really know how to make things without lethal side effects (and does not want you to DIE)

-He makes a big deal that he’s going to dissect you or experiment on you if you fall asleep as a scare tactic, and you’ll jolt awake from a sweaty nap terrified that you don’t have all your limbs

-(You are just in the corner of his work space, bundled in pelts and left untouched) (This is overkill on the pelts you are melting here.)

-He turns around and looks at you like WHAT! WHAT DO YOU WANT! NO I DIDN’T EXPERIMENT ON YOU ARE YOU STUPID!! But it is ultimately well meaning… you think?

-In all honesty I think Shang Tsung is the kind to get irritated by constant noise, especially when he’s trying to focus, so if you’re more mellow because of it, he would personally appreciate it. 

-He will exclusively refer to you as sleepyhead or ‘you sleeping lug’ thought i hope you're ok with that

-Will flick your nose if he sees you nodding off

Kenshi

-I feel like he’d be an insomniac, losing sleep because of everything he’s gone through

-Depending on his mood he’d either be irritated or soothed by your hypersomniac tendencies 

-Though because he's an earthrealmer (read: someone with a phone and google) he’d be able to do his own research and realize that it’s something that can impact you too 

-Just like how nights are hard for him, daytime can be a struggle for you as well, and as much as he can rationalize this his head he does metaphorically roll his (late) eyes when he sees you nodding off.

-He feels very chivalrous when you fall asleep against his shoulder so it does get  you good brownie points there

-If someone noisier came in he’d do the super suave cool guy thing where he just puts a finger to his lips and then points at you (would feel very cool afterwards)

-In the event that yall go grocery shopping he will be at the pharmacist counter the entire time asking about vitamins supplements remedies etc and in the end you’ll have a bedside table full of pill bottles that make you feel geriatric 

-Will use you feeling tired as an excuse to leave any social function and will be so happy (you were not fine he was just extremely overwhelmed) ((he hates house parties the floor plan is unfamiliar))

-He’s lived a stressful life and is thankful to take it slower with you

-Until you’ve fallen asleep halfway through a movie and he needs you to describe a scene GET UP I NEED TO KNOW WHAT SWORD THE GUY IS USING IS IT ACCURATE

Kung Lao 

-Takes it upon himself to jumpscare you the moment he sees you dozing off

-He just finds it hilarious, and you DID say you wanted to feel less tired throughout the day!

-Unfortunately he’d be the least gracious about it if you were sensitive about your hypersomnia (even against shang god bless you) but would also never take it to heart

-Maybe the first or second time you fell asleep around him, he’d worry that you found him boring, but once you explain it to him he Does Not Mind at all

-I mean it's The Great Kung Lao how can you NOT feel lulled to sleep safe and sound (completely rhetorical question)

-In all honestly I think your condition might start to change the most you spend around him, either you’d become totally immune to him and therefore ALL noise intervention, or start being more awake

-Would start stacking mahjong tiles on your head, tying your shoelaces together, seeing how much he could do before you woke up

-This means that if you caught him dozing off you have full permission to take his hat and run off to hide it somewhere

-Start the timer, GO! Let’s see how long it takes for him to find it this time! (It’s lodged into the ceiling) ((he will take an hour to find it))

Kuai Liang

-If you are under him in the Shirai Ryu or Lin Kuei, i imagine he would be tough on you like a mentor 

-But if not? He would find you incredibly endearing, always making sure that the places you frequently met in the compound had nearby shade or comfortable seating 

-Encourages you to rest if you are tired, if you want to stop falling asleep, he’ll offer tea

Tomas Vrbada

-Gets scared by you while walking past you since you’re so quiet

-You scared the ninja! Good on you 

-Yells, jolts you awake, then apologizes profusely and then promptly asks if you are interested in becoming a ninja under his tutelage 

Bi Han 

-As long as you stay out of his line of schedule you’re fine

-I too would be pissed if I worked the whole day only to see a sleepy lil guy 

-Yawns whenever you yawn and then yells at you for making him yawn 

[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Gojo's s/o ignoring him and not making him sweets after he made them mad? Not in a mean way, they're grumpy but still want him to live longer so they still pack lunch for him. Just no more sweets.

Gojo opened his bento for lunch with his precious students, and frowned immediately when he saw there was no dessert in his lunch box.

For the past few days now, [Y/N] had been mad at him. He couldn’t figure out why and at this point he was too embarrassed/concerned to ask. They acted fairly normal, but the shift in their demeanor had subtly shifted. They would push his arms away when he tried to hug him. They slept on “their side of the bed” instead of in the middle with him like they always do. They hardly texted him at all through out the day other than maintenance text like ‘what do you want for dinner?’ ‘when will you be home?’ ‘pick up milk.’

The kicker though was that they weren’t packing him any treats in his lunch box. [Y/N] knew how much of a sweet tooth Gojo had. They usually thought it was cute. But the past few days he had been without homemade treats, and he had to resort to store bought vending machine snacks to get by.

Still, Gojo ate his bento in its entirety. Because despite the lack of sweets it was still very good and he wouldn’t waste it. When he got home that evening, he decided to take the bull by the horns. Gojo would have to ask what was going on and fall on his sword for an apology.

He just hoped their wasn’t a real sword involved.

“[Y/N], can you tell me what’s wrong?” Gojo asked. Just jumping right in when he came through the door and saw them doing dishes.

“What? What are you talking about?” They weren’t playing dumb. They were literally caught off guard by his question.

“I know something is up. You’ve been distant lately. Cold.” He watched as they put down the sponge with a sigh.

“I’ve been distracted.”

“Too distracted to put snacks in my bento.” Gojo muttered to himself quietly. He knew it was petty, but he needed those sweets to function. “Look, if you just…tell me what’s wrong, I’ll fix it. I’ll apologize. We’ll move on. We’ll go get ice cream.”

“I don’t want ice cream.” ‘Well not everything is about you’ He wanted to say, but was smart enough to keep his mouth shut. “You didn’t do anything. Not…technically.”

Gojo arched a brow. “What does ‘not technically’ mean?” Usually if he did something, he 100% did it and there was no question that he did it. Gojo never claimed to be the model of temperance, patience, or restraint, but he’s also never been ‘kind of in trouble’ for something.

“I’m pregnant.” That left a haymaker in his gut. “It’s why I’ve been distracted. I was trying to figure out what to do and how to tell you, and I guess I thought I was playing it cool. Sorry if you felt left out in the ‘cold’.”

Gojo rubbed his head. Oh shit, he felt bad for that now. But there was an overwhelming feeling coming up inside him. He rushed over to [Y/N] and scooped them in a hug. “Why didn’t you just tell me?!”

“Well…it’s not like we planned this. And I wasn’t sure you wanted kids.”

“What are you talking about?! I love kids!” He was the best teacher in the whole world.

“You love teenagers you only have to spend a few hours a day with.” Fair. “A baby is…different.”

“Yeah, but it’s our baby.” He told them. Leaning in to press their foreheads together.

This was a much surprise than anything he could have hoped for in his lunches. He and his beloved were going to have a baby. There was no sweeter treat than that.

[shalomniscient]

excuse me 🔊 excuse me lady with a breeding kink coming through 🔊 excuse me

arlecchino isn't only an extremely responsible father but also a responsible and caring husband. she might look quite dull and cold but once her child is born she lets a tiny bit of her feelings slip through the mental cracks your childbirth left on her mind even in public.

she's tough and rough but she absolutely adores your daughter and – the powerful and intimidating woman she is – arle's definitely ready to play dress up or tea partying with her baby girl when she grows up a bit. but arlecchino is a busy woman as well... and her little bundle of joy will need someone to play with, right? so, after a few months from the childbirth arlecchino suggests making a nice cute sibling for your little one. she's aware that your body needs time to recover and she does her best to speed up the healing process.

your pelvic muscles are now flabby, of course, it was your first child ever! and that's no good if you want to make another baby. so, arlecchino insists on you performing kegel exercises. but instead of a toy she gives you... her dick! it's nice and thick and she doesn't shove it all the way in, so it doesn't hurt your still aching womb, but this way she can control the amount of effort you put into these exercises!

it feels hot and overwhelming, you're trying not to make much noise as your baby's sleeping right behind the wall in her cradle (she has all the best nannies in the world to take care of her at night, so you can rest). you are nowhere close to your climax, arle simply won't let you cum until you complete your exercises properly.

«the last set was hideous. come on, doll, do not upset me», she squeezes the meat of your legs and plunges a tiny bit deeper, growling into your ear. «try one more time, do it better». your walls squeeze her, then relax, squeeze and relax... her tip rubs so deliciously against your spongy spot, it's almost unbearable. she presses her palm to your lower belly – gently not to hurt your still soft tummy but firmly to feel your muscles.

«give me ten more and then i will probably make up my mind and let you cum», she whispers and sighs as she feels another particularly strong squeeze around her cock. «good girl, now nine more. do it properly»

you were never really into sports but these exercises... they were definitely better than any gym you could've attended in your life.

– with love, milk anon🥛

MILK YOU’RE KILLING ME IM LIKE. MENTALLY FACE DOWN IN A POOL RN /pos AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA [more nsft utc—]

this is so…… i have no words. im. blushing at my phone rn. milk anon you are so crazy for this… THE GOOD GIRL AND THE HAVING TO KEEP QUIET……. this is hitting all the spots im going insane at 0027 hours rn 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 im so WEAK for cockwarming and this is functionally cockwarming with a twist didhdkdksldjdkd

brainrotting about what would happen when the sets r done…….. she’d be gentler and not as intense as she usually is but archons does she know how to use that fucking dick of hers to make me absolutely brainless without even needing to expend that much effort LSHDHDJ i need her so bad 😭😭😭 she makes me feel like i’m in HEAT i SWEAR

on my knees for more of your breeding kink thoughts my dear milk… 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

[theblackfemininesociety]

Mastering Time Management: A Love Letter to Our Besties 💝

Hey there, beautiful souls of the BFS! 💋

As your accountability partner, it’s important we express how important it is to master one game-changing skill: time management. As we juggle our 9-5s, motherhood, college assignments, and entrepreneurial dreams, managing our time effectively can feel like an uphill battle. But fear not, because we are going to show you how mastering these skills can help us avoid burnout and lead us to a more balanced, fulfilling life.

📝 The Power of a Planner

First things first: if you haven’t already, it’s time to invest in a cute physical planner! There’s something magical about putting pen to paper and mapping out your days. A planner not only helps you organize your tasks but also serves as a motivational tool. When you have a beautiful planner in your hands, it becomes easier to look forward to planning your week, setting goals, and checking things off your list.

Here are our top picks for planners that will inspire you to stay on track:

The Bookd store: Their planners are not just functional but also aesthetically pleasing, making planning a delightful experience.

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Girls with Goals and Bankrolls: This planner empowers you to set your goals and achieve them, all while keeping your style in check.

Visit Girls with Goals ans Bankrolls: HERE

By writing down your tasks, you’re not just keeping track; you’re taking control of your life, one day at a time.

💤 Sleep is Your Superpower

Next up, let’s talk about the importance of sleep. We live in a society that often glorifies busyness, leading us to believe that sacrificing sleep is a badge of honor. But let’s get real: prioritizing sleep is crucial for our mental and physical health. Going to bed early allows your body to recharge, enhances your focus, and improves your mood.

When you wake up feeling refreshed, you’re more productive, creative, and ready to tackle whatever life throws your way. Plus, a good night’s sleep can help you approach challenges with a clear mind, reducing the chances of feeling overwhelmed.

😵‍💫 Avoiding Burnout

Now, let’s connect the dots: mastering time management helps us avoid burnout. When we learn to manage our time effectively, we create space for self-care, relaxation, and time with our loved ones. This is especially important for our 9-5 warriors, multitasking mothers, ambitious college students, and fierce entrepreneurs.

By prioritizing tasks, setting boundaries, and scheduling breaks, you’ll find that you can accomplish more without feeling drained. This balanced approach will not only improve your productivity but also allow you to enjoy the journey. After all, life is meant to be lived, not just endured!

Ladies, let’s commit to mastering time management together. Grab that planner, prioritize your sleep, and watch how these small changes can lead to significant transformations in your life.

💌Note: you are worthy of balance, joy, and fulfillment. By taking charge of your time, you’re not just avoiding burnout; you’re creating a life that reflects your dreams and values.

We have had an open discussion about avoiding burnout; view that post here

So, who’s ready to conquer their days with intention?

✨ HOW TO STAY ON TRACK?

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[luvleyaru]

MY WAITING ROOM!!!

First of all I'd like to give credits to all the PPL on Tumblr who posted abt their waiting rooms, TYSM & ILY. 🩷

My waiting room features/script.

★ waiting room pt 1?

★ there will be a Portal door in my wr that leads to my cr.

★ I can easily shift to my wr whenever I want with intentions only in less than 10 seconds.

★ my wr will be perfect exactly how I want it to be. Super cozy, HEAVENLY, and just perfect.

★ the bed will be super comfy and awesome.

★ I can manifest anything I want in my wr with a magic wand 🪄 and it'll make a sparkly noise as well.

★ there will be a tv on which I can watch anything (shows, movies, past, future or present of any drs, basically anything)

★ there will be a beautiful magical library with all and every type of books from all realities. (Fictional and non fictional)

★ my house, or let's just say everything will be clean. All the time.

★ there will be absolutely no bugs or insects. Only butterflies and cute and clean animals. Which I can talk to and they will love me.

★ I'll look, feel, smell clean & fresh at all times.

★ any food, snacks, drinks, etc etc will be available in a pretty cafe next door AND also in my kitchen and cabinet. (Vegetarian.)

★ the food/snacks/drinks/anything edible will always remain at it's said temperature and will never go bad or expire. (I can change the temperature if I want tho)

★ I can eat whatever I want without gaining weight, feeling sick or full. I'm not a picky eater.

★ I will feel safe and comfortable at all times. Nothing can harm me ofc.

★ I can function without journaling, unless I wanna write down.

★ a wishbook. (Pretty one fr) (No one can read or write in it except for me)

★ digital clock that shows me the time of my wr and cr. Time ratio is 1 year in my wr is equals to 1 minute in my cr/Dr.

★ the house resets on its own after I leave (cleaning, restocking etc)

★ I won't get my periods in my wr.

★ MASSIVE walk in closet with every single type of clothes I would like to wear. 💅

★ I can never lose or misplace things.

★ I'm super creative and have patience.

★ I can never get sick, hurt, or die in my wr.

★ I'm mentally and physically stable + healthy.

★ I don't feel overwhelmed, confused, anxious, uneasy, uncomfortable in my wr.

★ I have perfect senses.

★ I'm super smart, great at analysis, great memory, + more skills.

★ everything is peaceful and heavenly in my wr.

★ magic and superpowers.

★ I can say anything and make is appear/happen/change with the wand.

★ portals/doors for any reality I make/or wanna shift to, I can easily make and delete these portals.

★ I will not age in my wr.

★ I can look at Pinterest or any other app and make that things appear/happen/change.

★ I can change the weather at will.

★ an appearance changing mirror.

★ a book with answers to any questions I have. (Basically I'll write my question and it'll produce an answer that will be TRUE.)

★ a book with the opinions of people have of me.

★ a book with all the people who had/have a crush on me or ATLEAST thought I was pretty (gotta know)

★ a whole ass detailed analysis of my personality, vibes, aura, etc (I NEED to know what I'm like and who I am? 😭)

★ it's my worry-free zone.

★ I can waste my time here without ever wasting it.

★ a mall, best mall ever in the entire universe. (Like I said, the products or anything can not expire or go bad)

★ i can see + breath underwater and I know how to swim.

★ all my shows, anime, movies, manhwas, mangas, completed with as many seasons/chapters I want, and it'll be to my liking and If I do change smtg abt them it'll change in my cr too.

★ shows, movies, songs and allat are always entertaining and songs always sound new everytime I hear them (never get tired of them yk)

★ surrounded by nature and just beautiful views.

★ lifatube, lifagram, lifaflix, lifascript, lifadesign, lifaplay immerse, lifaplay infinite, lifasmaus, lifaffs etc etc (uh my mind knows what I mean)

★ lifa app, lifa journal + lifa pen, and more ++

★ LILA (TYSM FOR THE IDEA) my personal ai assistant robot who'll help me with anything I want and will understand me deeply. I just need to call for her and she'll immediately appear in front of me and etc.

★ good wifi 24/7.

★ a Tv in which I can see future, present, past of any dr, cr and allat.

★ in my wr I can see my life (of cr) as a show/series or wtv (from my birth to present yk) and get to see all those edits, comments and posts abt my character (me in my cr) etc.

★ my house is obviously super big, always clean, comfy, and just perfect for me and to my liking.

★ I'll never feel lonely, alone, unsafe in my wr.

★ my wr will have everything I desire and more, and it'll be all clean and organized and allat

★ I'm the only person in my wr if I ever feel lonely I can just script and manifest someone here for a bit. It'll be all so peaceful.

★ using my phone, watching shows or anything will NEVER leave my brain fried out or exhausted or anything instead I'll just feel better.

★ good attention span, and I can read any book in less than an hour and actually remember what I read.

★ rage room, arcade, pool, superpowers testing room, portals room, cinema room, gaming room, and more unexpected but fun rooms (surprise me lol) etc etc.

★ also, in my portal room, there will be fun drs to which I can shift to if I'm bored and allat.

★ my bedroom will be PERFECT. with the bestest view ever.

★ intrusive thoughts will never manifest.

★ I can think of things to script that I wouldn't have thought of in my cr.

★ it'll all feel so natural, normal, and just peaceful.

★ I can manifest things for my cr/dr from my wr.

★ I have my exact copy of my phone and laptop (but yk completely setup) in my wr.

★ my wr is easily accessible from any dr and cr.

★ a multidimensional robot therapist who understands me deeply and allat lol

★ whenever I shift to my wr I'll feel the softest bed under me, and smell vanilla and just feel at peace.

★ a website where I can enter any prompt and It'll generate a whole movie/show/ animated/live action and allat.

★ an ai roleplay website that writes the perfect responses for u and never break character. And more.

★ lifapedia, wikipedia for shifters.

★ I can fly, teleport, use telekinesis and more superpowers.

★ nothing can get dirty or expire or go bad.

★ a dustbin that have like infinite storage for trash and shi idk.

★ my wr will be exactly how I want it to be like and even more better.

★ Ghibli studios vibes

★ my subconscious mind will fill in any other things/details that I forgot to write.

★ AND MORE MORE MORE

[abominable-space-they]

A modern LuLaw Au, where Zoro is a huge hot thriller action movie actor. He does everything from historical magical swordmaster movies to modern non-stop suspensful spy chase films

Bepo is also a super famous actor but of the opposite variety. He came up in theater, is the loveable funny dad in family movies, comedic gay uncle in summer block buster type movies, and maybe the love interest in very first date mid market fluffy first date movies marketed to divorced moms and bisexual geeks. He's like Andrew Garfield + Nathan Foad + Harvey Guillén

Perfect in other words

They get teamed up for a wacky odd couple action comedy about an Assassin who has to find his dead lover's estranged brother. The estranged brother is a librarian who speaks 13 languages. They have to go on the run together to find a package that has evidence that can clear Zoro's name.

The movie is a huge hit. At the premiere after party both Zoro and Bepo bring all their best friends.

Both of their best friend groups consist of a motley crew of loveable weirdos

Bepo begs Law to come to the after party with him. It's his biggest commercially successful film to date and a huge accomplishment. It will open up all new avenues in being able to try something different besides the quirky comedic relief. He's elated... and a little overwhelmed. So of course, eventually Law relents.

He was always going to, they both knew it. Law just had to put up a fuss first, lest people start getting ideas about how much of a push over he might be

He's secretly a giant pushover, for a particular kind of chaos... The kind that drags him kicking and screaming into having a good time despite himself, but he always denies it

Law is there for maybe an hour before he's just sick of all of the loud smiling fake crowd. Overwhelmed, he grabs a few beers, and a vape off of one of the long tables full of party favors and escapes to the most out of the way unpopulated balcony he can find.

A balcony where the only other inhabitant is a free range Luffy perched on a railing like a little flip flops and sun hat wearing gargoyle.

Luffy it turns out, wasn't overwhelmed by crowds, but he couldn't stand how fake everyone was, Zoro's manager (Nami obviously) threatened to whoop his ass personally if he made Zoro look bad by getting into anymore celebrity fist fights or accidentally on purpose calling some mega star out on their bullshit

Law is despite himself charmed by Luffy's directness and lack of patience for anything fake ever.

They end up splitting the beer and the vape and hanging out talking till long after most everyone else had already left.

When they finally remember other people exist, it's coming up on dawn and the caterers are trying to politely get them to leave. Both their friend groups have long since left just assuming they both left without telling anyone when they couldn't find them.

In the cold light of predawn Law is a little embarrassed about getting buzzed and staying up till dawn at a Hollywood function with some pretty boy he's never met before.

Luffy is if course unruffled by all of that and drags Law to breakfast with him. He decided that since they were already on their own, there was no real reason to rush off in opposite directions. He thinks all Law's embarrassed bluster is very funny and cute.

And anyway, he knew a place they could eat near by.

Luffy drags Law to the Baratie of all places. Law is so flustered he listened to this hot unstoppable ball of bouncing charisma, he makes sure to point out why the Baratie on impulse at dawn was a terrible plan:

1) they couldn't just walk into to the Baratie dressed for last night's party, from last night's party. This restaurant was much to fancy for that.

2) the Baratie was booked for months in advance unless you were extremely well connected. It was extremely popular with all the right people (and plenty of the wrong ones too)

3) The Baratie was not now, nor had it ever been open for breakfast, it was a five star restaurant not an all night diner!!!

Luffy, shrugs super casualty, beaming mischievous joy at him

"I guess I'm well connected then Torao. It'll work out fine. Come on, it'll be fun"

Law follows him swearing to himself he's only curious what Luffy thinks he can do to get in

Really

When they get their Luffy bangs on the back employee's entrance. An extremely frazzled and probably a little hung over Sanji opens the door

Luffy beams at his friend

"Sanji! I'm starving! We need meat!!"

Sanji was prepping for opening, he scowls at his friend who went missing the night before without telling anyone where he was going again

"... Luffy! Yah! What are you doing here? Where did you go last night? What are you doing with pop rock diva Donquixote Doflamingo's nephew? Damn... You're hungry? Come on in, I have some meats left over from last night's dinner. I can make you guys some breakfast bowls or something."

Sanji knows all the society players and knows exactly who Trafalgar D. water Law is even if Luffy doesn't

Luffy bounces happily through the door.

"Thanks Sanj! What do you mean what am I doing here? I'm hungry! We need meat! We didn't go anywhere. You guys left without me. It's ok, don't feel bad. Lala and I were talking. He's real cool. I think he saved my life. I was considering throwing myself off the balcony in a final act of self sacrifice so I didn't mess up Zoro's party. But then there's Law, with beer, a vape, and my still beating heart in his tattooed hands like the drums of liberation! I could feel the freedom! So we hung out and talked about neat stuff. Then the people with all the shiny trays didn't have any more food left which is sad Sanji. No food. They just asked us to leave, so of course we came here bc we're hungry. I don't know anything about Mingy's nephew or whatever. Don't bring that pink jerk into this. I'm still sad mad from when Crocodad used to bring him to every family gathering. Mingo bahhhh. Lala and I are HUNGRY. Look how pale he is Sanji. We need to eat!"

"I do not feel bad we left you Luffy. You disappeared!"

"Don't be silly Sanji. We were right there"

Sanji gives up trying to talk sense into one of his best friends at this hellish hour. Settling instead on staring silent daggers at Law. Luffy might not know any shame but most everyone else did. Sanji isn't sure what's going on but he's pretty sure he doesn't trust any relative of that insufferable smug bastard Doflamingo.

Law shrugs loose and indifferent

"He's right, we were right there... I don't associate with my uncle, I don't like or trust him any more then you do."

Sanji, nods, he understands not associating with the family you can't quite escape. Still

Raising one gracefully manicured eye brow, Sanji can't help but ask

"LaLa though?"

Luffy leaps into the air, flailing his arms and legs like a particularly ecstatic starfish.

"Yes! Lala! Oh or Tora-ora-oh? Torao?"

Law, looks away, trying to hide the surprising way the nicknames make him blush. He mumbles, embarrassed

"I gave up asking him to stop two hours ago. Maybe if I ignore it he'll get bored"

Sanji absolutely clocking the vibes, snorts a rueful laugh.

"Yeah good luck with that, well don't just lurk by the walk ins Luffy. Take your man to the family table. I'll get you guys all that meat"

Law, spends the next couple minutes in embarrassed silent processing before he comes back around to what Luffy said about Doffy. Like, he knows him because of Crocodile?

"Wait Luffy, did you just call the infamous Hollywood fixer Sir Crocodile, Crocodad?"

Luffy is busy craning his neck towards the kitchen, he crinkles his nose in playful confusion at Law

"Huh? Oh yeah. I have a lot of dads"

Law scoffs,

"That doesn't really explain anything."

Luffy let's his head fall sideways, smiling in thoughtful distraction

"Oh hey! Yeah! I can introduce you to my dads! It'll be so cool! Mihawk will love you I can already tell. Buggy will say he hates you but he won't really hate you. Mihawk says being an utter bastard is Buggy dad's primary love language”

That makes Law huff a small dry laugh

"Is that where you got it from?"

He meant it in a teasing way and for a split second worried that he'd gone to far. People were always telling him his sense of humor was to sharp, to acidic.

Like a surgeon, cutting to the quick of a person

But Luffy only stares at him owlishly, thinking earnestly about the question

"... Oh yeah. Probably. Next time I'm over I'll tell Buggy Dad that. He'll be so happy he'll cry about it. It'll be so cool. Then Shanks will think he's in trouble again and he'll be so relieved the crying's not his fault this time that he'll love you extra. Probably buy you a yacht or something in thanks for getting him out of the dog house this week. You'd look good on a yacht Lala... Or maybe a submarine, a fancy science one not those weird tin cans billionaires keep committing elaborate suicide in"

"I don't need a yacht... a submarine might be cool. A sciencey one like you said. I don't know, no I'm not thinking about that. Luffy, you just name dropped the French Designer single handedly responsible for bringing back gothic romance in high fashion, arguably the most beloved and successful mainstream actor of his generation, and the grand line's Banksy. I know this because my friend Bepo is old college buddies with one of his assistants. Is there anyone you don't know?"

"I don't know everyone. I don't know your friend Bepo yet even though he did a movie with my bestfriend. I don't know who his friend is either"

"Uh Richie, big dude, loves meat almost as much of you, nice enough. He has a giant tattoo of a green lion on his back... He's probably a furry, most Bepo's friends are... but we never talked about it to confirm it. Not a big deal either way..."

"OH YEAH RICHIE! I know him!"

"see? You know everyone"

"You're The Celestial Diva Demon Doflamingo's nephew"

Law sighs deeply

"I was hoping you didn't catch that"

Giggling Luffy shakes his head

"Shihihihihi I catch things fine, I'm flexible... I understand. I understood. Mingy doesn't have anything to do with me bringing you to my family. So it doesn't matter to me if he's your uncle Torao"

"Oh... I... Luffy... Thanks"

Luffy laughs

"Anyways, I didn't know you before but now I do and I'm glad I do. You're really fun Lala. I love fun"

Law swallows thickly, he feels called to being honest, vulnerable even. He doesn't know why exactly but it feels like Luffy will understand the importance of his saying anything at all. He clears his throat

"I'm... I can't believe I'm saying this but... I'm... not mad about it either. Usually people in this god awful town only want to talk to me because I'm the son of famous post modern surrealist painter Rosinante Corazón or because I'm Doflamingo's nephew... Fuck It's exhausting, being expected to constantly perform precious little society Prince every day for their gratification. I love my dad but I hate the looks and the judgement and the expectations for me to follow in their footsteps"

Luffy's eyes are bottomless pools of deep sepia understanding. He nods, emphatic.

"Yeah I get that. Hey, that's why I come here and eat lots of meat! Sanji's dad always yells at me with his big voice and tall hat like, I DON'T CARE WHO'S DAMN BOY YOU ARE. LET ALL SIX OF 'EM COME IN HERE AND MAKE A SCENE. I WAS OUT IN THOSE STREETS WHEN THEY WERE JUST A LITTLE TWINKLE IN THEIR DADDY'S EYES. I'M NOT SCARED OF ANY OF 'EM, NOT SCARED OF YOUR GRANDPAPPY EITHER. LET 'EM COME. YOU COME IN HERE ACTING LIKE AN ANIMAL AND TRASH MY KITCHEN. I'LL PUT YOU ON A LEASH! MAKE EGGPLANT SOLVE HIS OWN STRAW HAT SHAPED PROBLEMS!! It's real great. He loves Sanji so much and he doesn't take any crap from anyone. Sanji wants to be just like him when he grows up"

Thankfully Law is saved from acknowledging how seen, understood, and appreciated Luffy makes him feel by Sanji coming back with food.

Luffy immediately forgets anything that doesn't involve shoveling breakfast steak into his face

Later, Luffy would somehow convince Law to come back to his apartment, where they would fall asleep on the couch together watching Zoro's movies (the only DVD's they had in the house)

Luffy falls asleep chattering about pokemon and beetle battles and all his friends.

It's nice

Really nice. The sort of nice he kinda hopes continues

Law is almost asleep himself when his phone buzzes.

The screen lights up.

It's Bepo.

He totally forgot to text Bepo and let him know that he was ok.

Law wiggles a hand free and arduously texts Bepo back

-Phone mostly dead

-I'm ok

.

.

.

-Met someone...

The response was immediate:

-YOU WHAT?!

-Later Bep. I promise I'll explain. I'm gonna sleep now

-You're sleeping?! Oh you're down bad. Ok ok. I love you but boss please don't forget next time

-Promise Bep

With that taken care of and no witnesses to see him being quite so soft, Law tugs the sleeping Luffy even closer, pulled in close under his chin. He pressed his face into Luffy's mess of dark Auburn curls. For some reason Luffy smelled like sea salt and mesquite smoke. It made Law smile.

He whispered into the top of Luffy's head.

"You just blow into my life with your ridiculous hat and your insatiable appetite. You're're gonna be the death of me Captain Strawhat"

Luffy grumbled sleepily, nuzzling further into Law's chest.

"Torao worries to much. It'll be so much fun, like breakfast. I'm right. Fight me."

Somehow reassured Law grumbled some sort of acknowledgement and was shockingly, soon, fast asleep.

Luffy made such a cuddly weighted blanket. He could get used this

[suzukiblu]

I just read the maws bonding ficlets from the start. It’s so cute. Just immediate child acceptance. Clark is going “so I’m a dad now” no questions asked.

no questions only dad.

“I like the name,” Superboy mumbles into his chest, just barely shy about it. Conner mumbles into his chest. Clark feels an overwhelming warmth in his own thrumming heart and smiles helplessly, then gives Lois the soft, besotted look he can’t hold back. They have a baby. It’s so great. Conner is so great. He and Lois have a baby and he's great!

Lois turns very red, for some reason, then straightens up and shoves her phone back in her pocket as she clears her throat. 

“Conner James Lane-Kent,” she decides firmly, putting her hands on her hips. “I’d say ‘Olsen’ for the middle name but ‘James’ we can sell as a coincidence easier when we’re figuring out how to explain . . . literally all of this. Any of this. This is going to be very difficult to explain, actually, given the fact you two are functionally identical. Hm. Yeah, the cover’s gonna require some work.” 

“We’ll figure something out,” Clark hums unconcernedly, nuzzling Conner’s hair. Conner bites him, then jumps up and wraps himself around him like a supernaturally strong koala. Clark rumbles happily–his kid likes him!–and Conner starts purring just as happily. Clark feels even warmer. 

“. . . also you two can never do that out of costume,” Lois says. “Like, ever.” 

“Hm?” Clark glances back at her, a little puzzled. “Why not?” 

“Clark,” Lois says, staring at him. “The sounds you two are making right now sound like if a mantis shrimp was trying to explain color theory. Those aren’t even sounds, I’m pretty sure, our senses just don’t know how else to translate them.” 

“I think my fillings are buzzing,” Jimmy agrees thoughtfully, poking at his own cheek. “Feels kinda weird.” 

“But Conner’s so cute when he purrs,” Clark says, trying not to pout at the idea of telling his kid he can’t purr whenever he wants to. Conner purrs louder and bites him again. It’s the most adorable thing that’s ever happened in the entire history of the universe. In the entire history of any universe. Like, all those alternate realities they saw only wish that anything that adorable had ever happened to them.

“That sounds like purring to you?!” Lois asks incredulously. 

“Yes,” Clark says, a little puzzled. “Why, what does it sound like to you?” 

“A rockslide causing a ten-car pile-up,” Lois says frankly. 

“And you sound like somebody made a pack of tigers fight a whale,” Jimmy says. 

“I don’t think tigers do packs,” Clark says, frowning consideringly and hooking Conner into a headlock as the other tries to claw his face off in the cutest possible fashion. “Do they?” 

“I don’t think so, but lions’ roars aren’t as bone-jarring and viscerally terrifying to hear up close as tigers’,” Jimmy says. “So I went with the scarier one.” 

“Pa’s not scary!” Conner protests indignantly, scowling at Jimmy, and Clark feels warm all over again and hugs him harder. Well–tightens the headlock, anyway. Same difference. He really was so worried about being a weapon, being something dangerous, being . . . 

He can’t imagine ever worrying about that again, when Metropolis turned its lights off for him and Lois and Jimmy both trust him even knowing what he’s become in other realities and Conner knew it was safe to come and find him. 

And when he’s looking at Conner, he can’t feel like any kind of a “weapon” at all. 

No. Not even a little bit. 

“Clark’s not scary, no, but the sound of a pack of tigers fighting a whale is,” Jimmy says. “The rockslide and ten-car pile-up is a little unsettling too, to be honest. Like, much less so, but it’s still on the radar there.” 

“No it’s not, it’s precious,” Clark says, then starts preening Conner’s ruffled curls into some semblance of order again. Well . . . a vague impression of it, anyway. Maybe. Kind of. 

A bit. 

. . . possibly that’s a fool’s errand, but whatever. He’s willing to put the effort in for his kid, fool’s errand or not.

[wannabanauthor]

BuckTommy Headcanons where Buck does things for Tommy

I've been loving the Tommy POV content we've been getting from fellow shippers, and I agree with some that we should also focus on what Buck can provide for Tommy, so I have a list:

Buck invites Tommy to every 118 BBQ or get together because he remembers how Tommy wanted to be part of the family.

He schedules play/double dates with other 118 couples: Madney, Henren, Bathena, etc. (can't remember all the names)

He visits Tommy at work and brings him home cooked meals when Tommy has long shifts, maybe he brings flowers and chocolates too on occasion. Hell, he could even bring everyone in the Harbor station coffee.

For Tommy's birthday, he orders food from Tommy's favorite restaurant, his favorite beer, and they watch Tommy's favorite movie "Love, Actually" while cuddling on a sofa.

Buck compliments him constantly. Whether it's based on appearance or actions, Buck will not hesitate to compliment and praise his boyfriend.

Buck is clingy when it comes to Tommy. He always wants to touch him, be near him, or talk about him. He makes Tommy feel completely desired and wanted, especially when he gives Tommy that dazzling smile.

Sometimes Buck is so transfixed with how hot his boyfriend looks that he forgets to pay attention to the conversation, but then he snaps back to attention and listens to Tommy's words attentively.

He sends a good morning and good night text every single day with some cute emoji.

Buck gets involved with Tommy's hobbies to the point where he understands them well enough. Then he uses those hobbies to surprise Tommy with romantic dates.

Buck buys them tickets to every pride parade and turns into Clipboard Buck each time an event nears closer. Tommy is more than happy to watch Buck plan every detail out because Buck is an excited baby bisexual, and it's adorable.

Buck audits a Gay and Lesbian history in the US class and excitedly tells Tommy about all the things he learned. "Hey, I just read this story about a guy who had a crush on a cop, and he was so overwhelmed by it that he told the guy and they agreed to take some space because the guy with the crush was so into him that he couldn't function throughout the rest of the week." (true story) And Tommy just looks at him with a raised eyebrow as if Buck hadn't done something similar.

I could think of so many more, but I am tired, so enjoy these.

[ashitakaxsan]

🎉Franky: The Unsung Hero of Spy x Family 🕵️‍♂️💥

Franky Franklin seemed like the goofy, lighthearted informant in Spy x Family, but Chapter 105 shows how much rigorous training he underwent. Besides the humor and awkward moments, Franky is a man who plays many roles—some light, some heavy, all vital to the mission and to those around him.

On a day that feels almost ordinary for Franky, we see him waking up in the morning to Japanese karakuri. Interestingly also he starts his morning ritual by enjoying listening to government-banned music. 🎉 🌟 As a well-functioning informant he listens to Fiona Chan's request for a "forged pass for the Podam School of Science. Cool that agent Nightfall(our cute, lovable Kuudere is here) has absolutely recovered after the fight against Mole Wheeler. And he's got the guts to remind her how has wants to be treated :)

and a man still holding out hope for love. His day starts with babysitting Anya, a task that, for anyone else, would be overwhelming. But for him, it’s just another part of his vigilant life. His relationship with Anya is one of the most endearing parts of his character—he’s her goofy uncle figure, someone who can make her laugh and doesn’t mind stepping up when needed. The man is a solid uncle figure, he makes it where Yuri simply fails. 🎭✨

As he takes the fee he goes to invest the money to a bet in horse races, but he's unlucky.

So he's up again to get info about any lucky route. that's when he hears the bad news from the teller. The only informant regarding access to gates 4 and above, Latchkey Lachy(whoever he is) got arrested by the always-feared force throughout Ostania, the SSS! So there's the looming menace of the Secret police.

What’s striking is his relentless optimism—even in the face of constantly changing hideouts and near-constant danger, Franky holds onto the hope that one day, he’ll find love. That's why now he's on a date with a familiar girl, Priscilla, and they'll go to watch a movie.

It’s this mix of resilience and vulnerability that makes him so relatable. He’s a man living in the shadows, often overlooked, but still working to hold onto the idea that there’s more to life than just survival.

Suddenly the news comes: Their teller is arrested "by the you-know-who": The SSS who has him, and Franky has to act quickly to save him.

The way Franky charges in and saves him is Amazing: He steps up prepared, with an effective plan as a real spy, saving the teller from the clutches of the SSS.🕵️‍♂️🛡️👧

The seeming "flower bouquet" is actually a pistole of smoke gas to make the SSS interrogators lose their focus, briefly and it works!

Watch this. How he gives them an awful time:

As they see the SSS reinforcements arriving he says: "They're welcome to try. But I'm going to show them just how hard catching rats can be!" With goggles for concealment, he fights them, using a real handgun, he presses a secret button to open a hatch, and they escape with his well big balloon:)!

This is Franky at his best—quick and profound thinking, resourceful, and willing to risk everything for the people he cares about. In this moment, we see his true heroism. He may not have the physical strength of Yor, but Franky's improved, worthy peer of Twilight. He’s a man who understands the dangers of the world he’s in, yet continues to put himself on the line.

Then he listens to Priscilla, about how she has found a boy to chaperone to the movies.🤔💔 Despite the disappointment, he calls it a good day.

Thus he and the teller go to watch a romance movie:

"How did he get so determined for the rigorous training?" you'll ask me the question.

The failings for finding love didn't get the better of him, so he made up his mind: To become someone as effective as the two people he's looking up to: Twilight and Nightfall.💪🕵️‍♂️🤔

Franky’s ability to juggle these different aspects of his life—his spy duties, his loyalty to his friends, and his optimism for happiness—makes him one of the most vital characters in Spy x Family. He reminds us that even the seemingly ordinary people in a story filled with super spies and assassins can have profound, heroic moments.

[girlboypersonthingy]

request for sal fisher x reader!! so idea one, coffee shop au, sal works at reader's fave coffee shop and they fall in lovee. or second ideaa reader is popular cheerleader who developes a crush on sal.

YEESSSSSSS FINALLYYYYYYY MY FIRST SALLY FACE REQUEST! I’m stoked rn 😆 I’m so in love with Sal, it’s not normal ✨ I’m obsessed with the barista x regular, daily customer trope, fuck yeah! Too cute! Enjoy~

TW: none really, just very fluffy and silly

Notes: Posted recently about how I wanted to write more fics where reader has a stutter bc I have a stutter so reader stutters in this fic 🥹 ah my heart is so full. Also, trying to write out how I stutter is very difficult…

UPDATE: part 2 is in the works!

Sal x reader- Coffee Shop AU ☕️💙

Coffee is a must. Coffee is a necessity. You just can’t function without it. So, of course that’s your first stop of the day every morning before you get started with your day. It’s worth getting up 30 minutes earlier just to sit and enjoy some caffeine and maybe a little snack while listening to music, checking emails, staring out the window, same old same old. It was a very repetitive start to your day…and you’re not sure if you like that or not. It is kind of nice to have a set routine every day and know what to expect each morning but…it’s quickly growing old. Maybe you should change up your drink order? Maybe sit in a different spot? Maybe both? We’ll see.

As you open the double doors of the coffee shop and step inside, warm air rushes up to you as does the smell of coffee, sweet syrups and savory pastries. Normally, you walk straight up to the counter, knowing exactly what you want. Depending on who takes your order, they even sometimes know your usual drink and know you by name. But today, you’re gonna change it up, remember? So let’s take a look at the drink menu, let’s look at the other food options too.

“Hey, (Y/N)! Morning! Just give me sec. I’ll be right with you.” A familiar voice calls out to you, a worker who you interact with often. He was nice, patient and polite. “Okay!” You stood up at the register now, patiently waiting as you tried to recite your new order in your head, making sure you get it all out correctly. Your phone buzzes, catching your attention for a split second. You glance down to check your notifications just as you hear that same familiar voice call out, “Sal! Sorry, dude. I’m trying to fix this faucet. Can you get that customer-“ And before the barista could continue, a deeper voice interrupted. “Yeah, I gotchu. No worries.”

As soon as this new barista was face to face with you, all thoughts of coffee went out the window. Wow. Geez. This is a lot to take in at once. His voice is…so nice. He’s got really cool hair. Is he…wearing a mask? Your eyes fell to his hands, his big hands with nails painted a deep blue color. Then you looked back to his face. His mask? His…face???

“Uh…you ready to order?” He speaks up, making you nearly gasp. “Y-yes, I’m sorry. Uh…can I get the w-….“ Just breathe. “Sorry, the w-w-“ The long pauses between your stuttering make him reach up and touch his cheek before softly mumbling, “It’s okay. It’s a prosthetic…if that’s what’s tripping you up.” He gestures to his face and now you’re blushing furiously, mostly because you’re embarrassed and a bit ashamed for staring but also holy shit, his voice is so nice.

“No, no! I’m sorry, I’m-m-“ And your confidence is slipping away every second you stand here, pathetically crumbling apart in front of this amazingly overwhelming stranger.

“Are you n-new?” You’re almost shouting now, unable to control your nerves. He nods, his blue hair shifting along with his movements. “I thought so. I mean, you’re doing great! I’ve just never seen you…before.” You notice his eyes squint, making you smile a bit. “Yeah, just started a couple days ago. I worked at a few different coffee shops before this so I kinda know the ropes. But, yeah this place is cool.” You nod along, nervously tapping your fingers on the counter. “Do you…usually work mornings?” You inquire, knowing that’s when you usually visit the shop. “Uh-huh” He nods again, leaning against the counter that separates you two. “Cool. Cool. Cool. Awesome. Then I’ll be seeing you often. I come in the m-m…early.” The way you cope with being stuck on a word, just using a synonym that is easier to say, earns a soft laugh from him, making your knees buckle under you because what a fucking cutie he is. Face or no face, doesn’t matter because everything else about him is so charming.

“So, uh…your order?” He pushes off the counter and looks at the computer screen in front of him, waiting for your response. You end up ordering your usual, excluding the food. You’re just too shaken up, too nervous, too excited to focus. Whatever. “And your name?” He finally looks back to you, and now you’re noticing his eyes. He’s got one bright blue eye and one that’s a more grayed out blue color.

“(Y/N).” You finally utter your name, watching as he writes it on your cup. “Cool. I’ll have it right up over there for you.” He points at the other end of the counter before walking off with your cup. Now, normally you’d go sit at the table in the corner near the big window but today, you just had to sit closer to where all the action took place. You were so intrigued by him, what a strange boy, not like anyone you’ve ever met before. You didn’t even know his name. Damn, you should’ve got his name…

“(Y/N)!” The same boy clouding up your mind calls out your name as he sets a cup down on the counter, staying in his spot as you shakily approach him. As you grab your cup, your eyes frantically search his shirt and apron for a name tag but there wasn’t one. “Have a good one.” As he turns, you panic and just blurt it out. “Whats your name?” And now your voice has him spinning on his heels, his hands quickly get shoved into his apron pockets. “Sal. Some people call me Sally.” And all you can do is stare again.

Sal. That’s nice~

“Thanks, Sal. I’ll see you tomorrow then, maybe?” “Yeah, same time, same place.” They eye contact lingers for just a moment and now it feels nearly impossible not to squeeze the cup in your hand and crush it completely, he’s just really getting to you right now. “Okay, cool. Have a good one.” As your voice begins to crack and betray you even further, you turn and book it out of there.

What a nice change in pace, though. Finally, something new, something different, something to look forward to. Someone to look forward to.

The next morning, you can’t wait to see him again. You want to know more about him, you need to hear his voice some more and, you must confess, you’re just dying to know more about his prosthetic and what’s underneath. Not that you’d ever rush him or pressure him into telling or showing you. But maybe you could casually mention it, test the waters…

“Morning, Sal!” You shout as you enter, heading right up to your new favorite morning person who’s already standing at the register waiting for you. “Good morning. The usual? Or are you switching it up today?” You could tell he was smiling under the prosthetic just by the way he spoke. “The usual, please.” He gets to work writing on the cup then suddenly turns away with it. “H-hey, wait! You didn’t charge me-“ “Yeah, I know. Don’t worry, it’s on me today.”

You’re a bit taken aback. “What? Why?” You ask with a small smile, watching as he shrugs. “You’re just really nice to me. I appreciate it.” And he’s off to work on your drink before the conversation can continue. You’re gonna have to literally cover your face with your hands to hide your sappy, goofy, love struck expression from him.

You sit at a table close to the bar where Sal is currently grinding up fresh espresso. Everything about him is so nice to look at- the way his arms move and flex as he works, the way he carefully tips his head to the side and wipes it against his sleeve to remove any sweat, the way he focuses as he pours your drink right to the top of the cup.

Soon after, he leans across the counter to set your drink down, his eyes watching as you saunter up quickly. “Thanks, Sal.” Is all you have the courage to say right now but Sal is starting to feel the connection too. He wants to know more about you too, wants to know why you seem so shy and flustered around him, why you’re so nice and polite to him when so many other customers treat him like a freak.

“Can I…sit with you for a bit? I’m about to go on a break.” Sal’s smiling so big under his mask at the stunned expression you’re wearing right now. “Of course! Sure!” Sal follows behind you as you walk to your usual table in the corner, slowly removing his apron. You both sit quietly for a moment.

“So, are m-most the customer not very nice to you? I mean, you said I’m nice to you but I figured I was just being as decent as most people.” Your voice has him stiffening up in his seat. “Yeah, I guess most people don’t take too kindly to blue haired, masked guys who are in charge of making their food and drinks.” “I thought it was a prosthetic?” “It is.” “Right.”

A short period of silence again. “So…what happened? If you don’t mind me asking.” He figured that question was coming soon but he didn’t think it would be this soon. Sal strangely feels comfortable with you though, like he’s known you for much longer than a day so he decides to take a chance on you, see how you respond.

“I was attacked by a dog. Well, that’s the easy version of the story.” With a nod and a consoling smile, you think it’s best to leave it at that and change the topic but Sal just keeps going. “I was uh…I actually…” But the words won’t come out, he can’t bring himself to say it. How does one casually mention they were shot in the face?

“Hey, I’m sorry I asked. Let’s just forget it.” A reassuring smile graces your lips as you watch him look down at his own lap. “I think more people have actually seen my face than heard the story of what happened to it.” “That’s okay. I won’t ask again, promise. And…I’m sorry about whatever you had to go through.”

Your sweet words of reassurance and comfort send his heart into an abnormal rhythm as his mouth suddenly goes dry. Why are you so fucking nice? He can’t handle how sweet and kind and nice and considerate and adorable you are. He’s like 99% sure you’re just really really nice but not into him romantically, and he’s 110% sure you’re waayyyy out of his league. He might as well give up now.

Most mornings, you saw Sal at work, sometimes you didn’t. The more you two interact, the more relaxed you find yourself becoming around him. But even then, you can’t help but feel like maybe you are just romanticizing these interactions. Sure, he’s nice but he’s at work, he kinda has to be. Yeah, he talks to you for a bit at the register but that’s kinda part of the job. Maybe you’re in over your head.

Regardless, you enter the store once again, smiling uncontrollably when you catch a glimpse of his blue hair as he rushes behind the counter. As the bell of the front door chimes, Sal’s head pops up as he looks over. “Morning, (Y/N). How are you?” He continues emptying the trash can in front of him as he looks back and forth between you and the task at hand. “I’m good. How are you, Sally?” A deep sigh leaves him as he lifts the crammed trash bag out of the bin. “Busy. Short staffed. Ready to go home.” All you can offer him is a pouty bottom lip and a hum of sympathy as you near the register. “Aww. I’m sorry. I’ll make it easy for you, okay? I’ll take my usual, here’s the cash for whenever you’re ready and keep the change. Take your time, too! I’m in no rush.” You slide your money across the counter towards him.

And at that, you go to your usual spot in the corner near the window, staring outside as you daydream. Not too long later, you’re startled by Sal setting your drink on the table in front of you. “Oh! Thank you. That was nice, you didn’t have to bring it all the way over here.” You look up at him and notice a change in his body language- he can be hard to read due to his deadpan prosthetic so you’ve learned to examine his body language and tone of voice as indicators of his mood. He’s not looking at you, instead looking out the window past you, he looks like he’s more closed in on himself, more unsure of himself. Weird…

“You okay, Sal-“ “I’m going on break! See ya later.” He zips off to the break room before you can get another word in. Geez, maybe he’s just having a really bad day. Maybe he just wants to be left alone. So, you decide to cut your stay short and get going. As you stand and reach out for your cup, you notice he had brought you a napkin too. Being the good person you are, you reach to grab it and take it to the trash but then you notice…Oh god…oh. my. god. No way. He wrote his NUMBER ON THE NAPKIN AND HOLY SHIT YOU MIGHT COLLAPSE DIE RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW.

You can’t help but glance up and towards the break room where Sal had just run off to, seeing him and his other coworker both peeking around the corner to see your reaction. With cheeks as red as pomegranate and a smile so big it hurts, you exaggeratedly stuff the napkin in your pocket before giving him a wave. “See you tomorrow, Sally~”

Don’t worry, as you walk out of the shop and start giggling wildly with your heart beating a million miles an hour, Sal is sliding down the wall in the break room as he clenches his shirt in his hand, literal heart eyes for you right now.

You haven’t even seen his face but you accepted his number? Shiiitttt…he’s got it baddddd for you.

[tinytinyblogs]

Hongjoong As Your Boyfriend

Boyfriend

(n.) A person who 90% of the time annoy you, and 10% of the time makes you forget the 90%

Ateez masterlist here

"Joongie, I brought you something to eat." You liked to visit him in his studio to make sure he didn't overwork himself, and Hongjoong loved the way you showed him all your love and attention. You stayed with Hongjoong for a while longer, just talking and hanging out. He told you about his work, and you told him about your day. You could tell that he was tired, but he was also happy to see you. He loved the way you showed him all your love and attention. When it was time for you to go, Hongjoong gave you a big hug. He said, "I love you."

When he feels bored and out of inspiration, he likes to call you or ask you to come over. He'll be a big baby, whining to get your attention. He'll say things like, "I'm so bored," or "I can't think of anything to write." He'll even start to pout, and you'll just want to give him a big hug. You know that he's just feeling down, and you want to help him feel better. So, you'll go over to his studio, and you'll just sit with him. You'll talk to him, or you'll just listen to him whine. Sometimes, all he needs is some company. Just knowing that you're there for him makes him feel better. Other times, he'll need your help to get his creative juices flowing. You'll brainstorm with him, or you'll just give him a shoulder to cry on. Whatever he needs, you're always there for him. You know that he loves you, and you love him too.

This man will take a day off just to spend his day with you. He will do whatever you want to do, and he will take photos of you silently. He will wake you up with a kiss and a cup of coffee. He will ask you what you want to do that day, and he will make sure that you have a good time. You could go for a walk in the park, see a movie, or just stay in and cuddle. He will be happy to do whatever you want. He will take photos of you throughout the day, but he will do it silently. He won't want to interrupt your day or make you feel self-conscious. He will just want to capture your happiness and beauty. He will want to remember this day for the rest of his life. At the end of the day, he will hold you close and tell you how much he loves you. He will tell you that you are the most beautiful human in the world, and that he is so lucky to have you in his life.

He will use your photo as his lockscreen so he can see your beautiful face every time he misses you. He feels so blessed to be your boyfriend, and he believes that you feel the same way. He will look at your photo every time he unlocks his phone. He will smile and think about all the happy times you have spent together. He will remember the way you make him laugh, the way you make him feel loved, and the way you make him feel like he can do anything. He will know that he is the luckiest man in the world to have you in his life. He will be so grateful for your love and support. And he will know that, no matter what happens, he will always have your photo to look at and remember how much you mean to him.

One day, he will admire you almost all day long. He will think about how lucky he is to be yours. He will watch you as you go about your day, and he will be amazed by your beauty, your intelligence, and your kindness. He will love the way you make him laugh, and the way you always know how to make him feel better. He will be so grateful for your love and support. He will know that he can always count on you, no matter what. At the end of the day, he will hold you close and tell you how much he loves you. He will say, "You know that I love you, right?"

Sudden hugs or kisses will make Hongjoong blush as red as a tomato. He will be so flustered that he won't be able to function properly for several minutes. He will be so overwhelmed by your love and affection that he will just freeze. He won't know what to do or say. He will just stand there, blushing and stammering. It is so cute and endearing to see him like this. You will just want to hug him and kiss him even more.

He has a very soft side that he shows only to you, his love of his life. He is always willing to do anything for you, no matter how big or small. He would drop everything to be there for you, even if it meant missing out on something important to him. He is the kind of person who would go to the ends of the earth for you. He is also the kind of person who would get along with anyone. He is always polite and respectful, and he has a way of making people feel comfortable and welcome. He would be a great addition to your family, and he would quickly become a favorite of your parents and siblings.

Hongjoong loves art as much as he loves you. He loves to create things, and he especially loves to create things for the two of you. He'll make cute little couple things, like matching shirts or jewelry. He'll even paint or draw pictures of the two of you together. He loves to see the look on your face when you see something he's made for you. He knows that you appreciate his creativity, and it makes him happy to see you happy. One time, he made you a custom piece of jewelry with your initials on it. You wore it every day, and it was a constant reminder of his love for you. Another time, he painted a picture of the two of you together. It was a beautiful painting, and it captured your love for each other perfectly. You hung it on your wall, and you would often look at it and smile. Hongjoong's love of art is one of the things that makes him so special. He's always creating something new, and he always puts his heart into his work. He's a talented artist, and he's also a very thoughtful and caring person.

I believe I haven't posted that many scenarios or anything, but when I try to rewrite them one by one, it's hard to manage. Anyway, thanks for reading, and I hope you have a good day.

[gabessquishytum]

Sugar daddy dreamling but they’re both the sugar daddy 😆

When he’s out in the Waking world with Hob, Dream is relieving himself of the weight of his responsibilities for a bit, and the effect of that lightness combined with how he looks at Hob with stars in his eyes as Hob is leading him around and introducing him to human experiences tends to make him appear a bit…younger, to surrounding human eyes. It completely gives them the appearance of an older boyfriend showing his sheltered young sugar baby the world.

Among immortals however, maybe they tend to have an innate sense of roughly how older other immortals are. When they look at Dream and Hob, they see the immense gravitas of the former’s billions of years, as well as the latter’s comparative drop in the bucket of merely 600 (he hasn’t even reached his first thousand! The King of Dreams is really robbing the cradle here). It also doesn’t help that Hob always has this wide-eyed awe-filled look on his face whenever Dream shows him the supernatural world, as well as the possessive arm practically glued to Hob’s waist as he’s introduced to other magical beings, as though he’s warning them off from trying to take his pretty young boytoy.

Neither of them were doing this on purpose when their relationship started, but once they figured out the two perspectives they both found it hilarious (and arousing honestly), and they each can’t help themselves and now play it up even harder.

-🪽anon

Ohhh yes. I love the comparison between Hob taking Dream to some kind of faculty party for work - and Dream taking Hob along to a gathering of cosmic beings. The other professors and the aforementioned cosmic beings literally go through the same thought processes.

Dream is still getting used to being around humans, so he does look wide eyed and confused when interacting with Hob’s colleagues. He looks lost and little and occasionally Hob will whisper in his ear or give him a little squeeze around the waist which makes him blush and giggle. He's so sweet! Later in the evening he sits on Hob’s lap, hiding his face in his neck and chilling out while Hob rubs his back and continues talking to his coworkers. Poor little darling is obviously overwhelmed! Dream doesn't look young enough for it to be creepy, but to Hob’s colleagues it's obvious that he's bagged himself a real little catch.

And it's more or less the same thing when Dream takes Hob to his version of an office party. He gets Hob all dressed up in a nice little outfit and Hob spends the entire night wandering around with his mouth slightly open and his eyes shining with curiosity. Every time a cosmic entity tries to chat him up, Dream appears and LOOMS over them until they get the hint: Hob is not available. He's very very cute and obviously so young, and optimistic, and he doesn't know anything about magic or anything!!! So cute!!!

These two are definitely not ashamed to do a little bit of public roleplay, so sometimes they go to a club and Dream makes himself look all young and vulnerable, and Hob pretends to seduce him. Its always fun to try and sneak a handjob in a dark corner. Alternatively, Hob will show up at Dream’s ambassadorial functions and sweetly address him as "daddy" in front of all the assembled guests. And if he continues being disruptive, he might even get a spanking.

[butchbenrey]

listen to me. ive already talked about how ptsd haver gordie would struggle to be around the science team, but think about darnold. okay?

(this turned out longer than i thought it would so im sparing you the experience of scrolling past it. true darnold pepper heads will read on. i know this to be true)

think about her. she was like, one of the only people who ever really Helped rather than hindered gordie during canon, and she did it completely of her own goodwill. the bit of time where everyone met darnold was a distinct respite from the chaos of the rest of black mesa. at least, it was as calm as it could get with the whole crew there fucking around. and darnold, while eccentric and silly, is undeniably the most emotionally intelligent person gordie met that whole time. and she had some self-preservation instinct, causing her to stay behind, which i would say makes darnold way better for gordie to be around than any of the other characters. because darnold knows and understands to some extent what happened, she was there after all, but she's not so intimately connected to the events that it would make gordie uncomfortable.

i think darnolds narrative function as a respite in canon could carry over to post-canon stuff too... i think darnold is someone gordie could confide in and actually get some reasonable responses from. i know a lot of people put tommy in the role of like. designated gordie therapist post-canon but i really can't see that. tommy just does not share the same outwardly friendly and curious demeanor that darnold does, at least not to me. and i can't imagine him really giving a shit about anything gordie says 😭. sorry. but darnold is different to me! i can imagine a frazzled and traumatized gordie going through old work emails trying to find a way to contact darnold again, looking for closure she'll never get. i can imagine her contacting darnold, anxious out of her mind, but finding that, when they do eventually meet up for coffee and darnold does some wacky shit to her own drink for funsies, she can roll with this. this is nice, to her. i think she can be a lesbo about it to be quite honest with you.

i have this scene in my head of like. somebody— probably coomer— throwing some kind of party and of course gordie feels obligated to come despite knowing in her heart its a terrible idea. and of course, she ends up spending much of the party standing awkwardly in a corner trying not to freak the fuck out and jumping out of her skin when coomer gives her a friendly (hard as fuck) punch on the arm. darnold has been spending the whole party rummaging around the bar and making all kinds of beautiful and fucked up cocktails, and when she notices gordie shes like "dear god that poor thing." so she makes a special little drink just for her, approaches gordie, and offers it to her, saying: "you seem a little glum. this should cheer you up!" and gordie breaks down sobbing on the floor because its so nice and shes so overwhelmed and nobody has shown her that kind of kindness and generosity in so long.

darnold also internally freaks out a little bit, scared she fucked something up, but she reasons that regardless of why gordie's crying, it's probably a good idea to take her outside and away from all the lights and sounds. so she does; she helps gordie up, escorts her out to the porch, sits her down. and they talk. gordie apologizes profusely for ruining the party and being weird and whatever and darnold earnestly replies that she was only there for the drinks anyways, she doesn't quite care for parties in the first place. gordie chugs the cute lil drink darnold gave her, and its good, and she tells darnold as much. darnold is very thankful that its so dark out because she is so so so flustered and she hopes gordie can't tell. gordie leans on her, though darnold is well over a foot shorter than gordie, so really it's functionally gordie resting her head on top of darnold's.

gordie is very much a lightweight and she gets more drunk from that one little glass than someone whos like 6'2" should, so darnold offers to drive her home to her apartment. gordie agrees, and she's even more handsy with people when she's drunk, so she's all holding onto darnold for support and rubbing her thumbs into her shirt and getting distracted. it is not good for darnolds composure in the slightest but she is trying so very hard to be normal about it. they make it back to gordie's apartment.

as they make it inside, gordie, drunk on both alcohol and the overwhelming feeling of being cared for for the first time in ages, tries to kiss darnold. darnold is a hopeless romantic to me. she wants to accept so bad but she's responsible, so she laughs it off and tells gordie they should get her to bed. gordie agrees and within minutes she's out like a light.

darnold stays the night, hopeful for the morning.

[jacevelaryonswife]

You set my soul alight

It was shocking, to say the least, to discover by your own realization that the feelings nourished by your friend were more overwhelming than normal.

∴pairing: Modern!Aegon Targaryen x fem!reader

∴warnings: english is not my first language

aegon targaryen masterlist

It was shocking, to say the least, to discover by your own realization that the feelings nourished by your friend were more overwhelming than normal. There were two problems in this situation: it was your friend, and that friend was Aegon.

A tragedy announced, obviously.

For all the people your heart could beat stronger, Aegon should be the last in the romantic aspect, after all, he wasn’t romantic and never tried to hide it. All cases that lasted more than one night were unsuccessful when the other side realized the intentions (or lack thereof) on the part of the Targaryen.

That didn’t mean that he was scarce in qualities. Aegon was the fun friend, that was the function he liked to play, and with that the craziest nights of your life were next to him (and the most embarrassing days too). But he wasn't just that, as you learned over time. He was a shoulder to cry on, a chest to deposit secrets and, incredibly, a great encouraging.

He was also very cute, lazy, sly and eager for physical affection, but especially in need of emotional affection. Aegon didn’t know how to deal with his feelings, the result of a rich and dysfunctional family very concerned about their own interests. You judged a lot of actions he took, but putting yourself in his point of view wasn’t pleasant. Poor rich boy, as you mocked sometimes. However, you were an easy person to deal with, even with your flaws, Aegon not so much, although your both believed that your mostly opposite behavioral characteristics were responsible for your friendship. He was sloppy, he never cared too much about studies or running his family's company, he was the king of parties and bad vodka, highly chaotic and never cared about maintaining the social cycle with well-born people. You, on the other hand, in your few options for personal success always chose to dedicate to school and college, rarely went to parties or drank with strangers, got a full scholarship at a renowned college and worked to get a curriculum that would open up good opportunities.

Aegon was a friend of a friend, eventually a friend's cousin, a friend’s brother and the kind of company you never had. Until everything changed.

Obviously it started when he tried to have sex with you while smelling like watermelon cigarettes, which made you almost laugh at his face. Your friendship was built slowly, imperceptible to both eyes even when it was really happening. If something in common that you two had was the failure continues in serious relationships and a conflicting sense of humor at times.

You tried to convince yourself that it wasn’t a big deal, it couldn't be a big deal, it shouldn't be a big deal. But it was, and you didn't know how to deal with it besides avoiding it. It was an odious action that broke your heart, but maybe it was the only way to remove the confusion of platinum hair from your mind. However, Aegon wasn’t uninhibited or controlled like normal people. That night when you came home after buying a cheeseburger, there he was lying on the couch of your newly rented apartment with the guitar on his lap, an unknown melody filling your ears.

“Glaciers melting in the dead of night and superstars sucked into the supermassive...” he hummed again before looking at your figure in silence. “Hey, I was worried about you, it's been a while since we've seen each other,” he said.

"That's why you broke into my house?" You asked, walking to the small counter in the kitchen.

“It's not an invasion if I have the key,” he replied. "And I ordered a snack to eat, I didn't know what time you would arrive."

"How long did you intend to stay here?"

"Until you arrived, I was really worried."

Your mind was divided between a "What the fuck?" And a "Stop being cute." Not knowing which one to answer. Instead, you just said: "although it's lovely of you, it's still an invasion since I wasn't here.

Sitting next to him on the couch, you placed your cheeseburger on your lap and the drink in the center.

"Don't be dramatic," he rolled his eyes, "so, what's going on?"

Obviously you lied. "Nothing, I'm just stressed about college."

He has heard that a thousand times, and always suggested something that involved alcohol to relax. But surprising was something that Aegon was terribly good, so he only said in a playful tone: "I've already offered the vacancy of being my sugar baby, but you denied it."

"Because you can't be a 24-year-old daddy."

“Some girls disagree with that,” he blinked cheeky, causing different sensations in you. On the one hand, you would like to stretch and kiss him, on the other, all you wouldn't want to know was details of his sex life with other people, since that almost made your fists close and a frown appear.

"I really don't need to know that," was all you said before delighting yourself with the greasy food. “Hmm. That's very good," you fell back on the couch.

Your friend pouted as he watched the cheeseburger shine in his hand, almost drooling at the sight. "I want a little bite," he supported the guitar on the floor and hugged you sideways like the sly child he was. How to resist that? Sending him a selfish pout, you directed the food in his mouth, watching him bite a medium piece.

"Jesus Christ, that's good, where did you buy it?" He asked.

“In the Jack on the front street,” you replied with your mouth full before taking a sip of Pepsi. "So, new song?"

He settled even more on you, raising his mouth to get another piece of your cheeseburger. "Yep, but it's still a draft, and you, how's it going in Black Sheep?"

Oh yes, let's talk a little about you now. Music was one of your favorite things in the world, always listening to them in your headphones or in full sound in your apartment. It was one of the things that Aegon and you had in common, but incredibly when he said he was planning to set up a band with his friends, you didn't initially believe the idea — although didn't mention it. But he was good, very very good, and with the money and influence of his family he would be the perfect nepobaby. However, Aegon used to abandon his projects after a while, too bored (and privileged) to keep his focus on a single thing, but incredibly that time it was for real.

Even with your support, when your friend found out that one of your hobbies was writing, he practically begged you to compose music with him. “Be the Paul of my John,” he said, making you choke.

Initially you were afraid, feeling incapable, after all what you wrote was different from what a musician wrote, but in slow steps you made an interesting partnership, where of the ten songs from the band's first studio album, four had your participation in the composition.

“I stopped at the chorus, I still don't know how to continue,” you answered about your individual project.

"Do you already have a melody?" He asked.

"Yes, I've been imagining something." He stretched out to pick up the guitar and give it to you. “Dude I'm still eating.”

"Don't be for that," he bit a considerable piece of your burger, "I ordered a burrito for us," he justified when he heard your angry scream. "I want to hear it, it's been a while since I've heard your voice."

“Good for you,” you grumbled at his last sentence.

“Stop that, you're great.”

It was Aegon who taught you to play the guitar and encouraged you to sing with him, although you were not sure about yout voice. But what didn't he ask you crying that you did laughing?

With an audible sigh you began to reveal your sketch.

“Hello again, friend of a friend, I knew you when… our common goal was waiting for the world to end,” you hummed, “now that the true is just a rule that you can bend… you crack the whip, shapeshift and trick the past again. Send you my love on a wire, lift you up everytime and everyone ooh, pulls away, ohh, from you oh.”Yes, it was about him. "I'm still fixing some things, but I liked the beginning.

“You're kidding? That's fantastic, holy shit. It will be perfect in the sound aesthetics of the new album!" He seemed really excited.

You only agreed weakly before returning the guitar and eating the last piece of your snack.

"I'm serious!"

"And I believe," you countered, "but I'm sorry if I don't have the same faith in me as you have. What about the show?"

“I expected you to say you could go,” he replied.

"And I can."

“Can you?”

“Yeah.”

"Can you really?"

"Yeah dude, I can go."

"Awsome, you'll love it!"

"I hope."

You were so willing to detoxify your mind from the platinum mess in front of you that you didn't notice the satisfied glow in his beautiful violet eyes. His band, The Usurpers, was underground by choice of the members themselves (so far) with an uncommercial and alternative sound, they usually performed for average audiences, however, opportunities like Lollapalooza came a few months ago to boost the audience. That Sunday, exactly in a day, they will perform at the dynamic arts center of the Targaryen Corporation network. A few minutes ago you would find a way not to go and invent any excuse to avoid it, but you didn't want to raise suspicions of your actions, so you thought you could go to the event and then recalculate your route to get it out of your mind.

But fate didn’t intend to collaborate with you, not when the other day arrived and he left your house only in the morning — having slept hugging you in your bed. He sent you some messages throughout the day, all about your presence at the show and the details of the organization. You sent him a "stop sending me spoilers 💀", in which he just replied with a "SORRY 😩 IM JUST ANXIOUS”

Your clothes had been chosen as soon as he left, cool, modern and nocturnal. Obviously you would be in front as a good friend where he could see you — at his own request. And even though you hated arriving early on these occasions, you did, staying with the band behind the scenes since you knew them. Relaxed, Aegon told you to wait for him at the dragon story session after the end of the show, without explaining why.

But not even the fact of having him by your side the night before prepared your heart for what came next, not when he was so beautiful and vibrant that night when announcing at the end of the show:

"So, the next song is part of our new album, and it was made for the love of my life. It's not my first composition made for her, but she still doesn't know it, neither of the song nor of the fact that she is the love of my life."

And then the violet irises were directed at you, firmer than ever, in a seriousness never seen before by you. Your heart was failing, you were sure you would faint.

"Or maybe you know but don't want to accept, anyway, I want you to know that I love you, I love you like hell, in every way you could imagine, and I want you to know that."

What the f-

“1,2,3,4… Oh baby don't you know I suffer? Oh baby can you hear me moan? You call me under falses pretenses, how long before you let me go?” You couldn't believe what was happening. “Oooh oooh you set me soul alight. Oooh oooh you set me soul alight.”

It couldn't be... that really meant... he couldn't be talking in the sense you interpreted, could he?

“Glaciers melting in the dead of night and superstars sucked into the supermassive.” But then, you recognized the excerpt, the same lyrics he was humming yesterday. A surprised smile escaped his lips, too amazed by what was happening, by what he was doing. Did he love you? Really? Aegon, your friend? What have you never fallen in love with?

“I thought I was a fool for no one, but mm baby, I'm a fool for you; you're the queen of the superficial, and how long before you tell the truth? Oooh oooh you set me soul alight... Oooh oooh you set me soul alight.”

Your eyes remained connected for almost all that magical moment, and you couldn't believe that a teenage literary cliché was happening between you and the hot vocalist. When the song was over, he just said:

“Maybe when you finish your music inspired by me we can sing together on stage,” he blinked before finishing the show.

He knew... how?

It was a lot to process, but your legs were quick to guide you to the place agreed by him, your heart beating at almost a mile per second. He was stupidly fast to leave the stage and run to you, assuring the fans of the band that he would return for autographs, but a guy just reassured him with a "Go get your girl!" While he ran to you.

Those were the longest and most nervous minutes of both your lives so far. Your mind hammered on what had just happened, wondering if you had truly understood his message. It can't be, it can't be, it can't be.

"I've been imagining this for so many days and yet I don't know what to say," the low timbre lifted all the threads from the back of your neck and indicated the male presence behind you.

Your eyes full of expectation faced him anxiously, sharing the same feeling as his phrase. "And what did you imagine?"

“Exctly this,” he said, “at this moment, just the two of us.”

He approached slowly, gradually breaking a different barrier: the one that protected your feelings.

A tightness in your chest followed by a squinting was the way your body chose to make you analyze the words you would say next. Although the enigmatic and platonic game was fun, it was as torturous as knowing about the nature of your feelings.

"When you said you love me in every way, did you refer to romantically too?" You tried to keep the tone calm.

“Yes, I did. In every way,” he replied. "And I think you do too. Trying to get away in the last few weeks and Black Sheep, uh? Friend of a friend... it wasn't very subtle on your part, you know."

Heavens... you felt a sudden urge to hide. “I thought it was subtle enough,” you said with a weak smile.

"So it's true?" Aegon asked.

"What?"

"That you love me?"

Expressing romantic feelings has always been difficult for you. Much of this came from the fear of rejection, the other just didn't want to deal with a relationship, but there he was, Aegon, your friend, openly saying that he loved you just as you loved him. You were terrified.

"Yes, I love you," you confessed, "I realized this some time ago, but... I didn't know how to say it, and if I would say it."

“I know. Me too.” He stopped in front of you, "we are complicated people, romantically, me more than you. I was scared when I realized, but it was the first time in many years that I didn't want to run away from this feeling,” he confessed.

"I can't say the same. I tried to get you out of my head to pretend that this wasn't happening, I didn't want to destroy our friendship and especially my heart, we are not references in relationships, especially you."

He let a weak and aerated smile escape. "I know," he sighed, "I don't even know what to do about it,"

"Neither I," you said honestly, "I feel that if we try to take this forward we will ruin what we built and I don't want that."

"Do you think it won't work?"

"Yes, I think, but I don't just want to imagine what it could have been. Even though I'm scared, I'd like to try."

A restrained smile illuminated his beautiful features. “Me too. So... will I finally be able to kiss you?" He circled your waist with one hand and held your face with the other, making you laugh.

"Is that all you think about?" Your question was humorous when you touched it on your beautiful face.

"In fact, I also think about the other things that will come after the kiss," he joked, "only if it's okay with you."

Touching your lips on his, you shared a sweet and calm kiss, as if you had all the time in the world.

“Yes, everything is fine for me,” you whispered.

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songs mentioned:

supermassive black hole - muse

black sheep - metric (brie larson version)

General taglist: @chompchompluke @fan-goddess @kravitzwhore

Aegon taglist: @lovelykhaleesiii @f4ll-for-you @faces-ofvenus

[hangeslefteye]

Fvckbuddies to lovers HCS for Eren and Porco (modern au?) nsfw apparently

Them because they are simply ✨THE TYPE TO✨Also this makes them my type too xDD Guess who studied their functions?? I'll be writing about these two a lot this week xD

Eren:

Someone blast Deftones xDDD

Look,Eren is the petty emotional type and not the automatic sensless fuckboy.

Considering his EMOTİONAL AF ass, if Eren is choosing this type of relationships,chances are he was cheated on previously.

Aside from trust issues he's possibly trying to forget his ex.

He's depressed af

Or maybe he thinks all women eventually cheat so he's being petty by being an asshole.

What I mean by this is no open expectations talk.

You won't know if your relationship with him is only sexual, or romantic too?

Heartbreaker type backbreaker too

İt's easy to imagine Eren sending you the cliche hook up texts/nudes at midnight -because he gets overwhelmed by his emotions especially at night- coming to your place and ravaging you just correctly.

Sex with him will be always a little angry and angsty :/

Hard to say he exactly cares about your pleasure soo...you better chase your own orgasm tbh xD

Which won't be hard to,he's naturally good at this.

Chances are he has learnt a lot from his ex and he does many things subconsciously.

Also he accidentally remembers his ex when he's with you

You will know when he thinks of them xDD

He's extra degradative and acts you completely like an escort,maybe even worse.

İnteresingly his emotional ass is the type to NEVER do some certain things with his ✨GİRLFRİEND✨

But you are not that.

You are just a simple slut for him.

Facials?Anal?Slapping?Breath choking?Threesome?Degration?

Np

You are not his girlfriend afterall.

Ah,also he's the head-pusher type.You better take it all or none.İt doesn't matter if you puke on it,better even.

And you'll get no aftercare either.

Not that he doesn't care,he does care.

But he should run back to his place before you can see him crying.Because he's emotionally WRECKED.

He's the tears after cum type :/

However his emotional ass was not designed to mindlessly fuck around.

Simply not that.

So even if he escapes from small talk and affectionate kissing,caressing,aftercare etc. he'll fall for you anyways.

İf he realises he has a thing for you,he'll go around trying to find himself an another partner(s)

He might try to avoid you in the process but he could never xD

*insert sudden emotional breakdown out of nowhere*

Congrats

You guys are officially dating now xD

He has a lot of love to give <3 Suddenly he is very thoughtful and loving.A great bf for real.

However (his) trust issues are not easy to get rid of.

He'll constantly check your phone secretly/not so secretly

He'll call/text very often when you are with your friends.

I hope you don't have a close guy friend(s) because...umm you won't have one after dating with him anyways xD

On the good side 7/24 around you

İt can take him months maybe years to trust you so you must put work into that.

Which he surely does worth the effort.

Last thing is...remember the list above?İt doesn't matter how much you want any of those he simply won't ✨disrespect✨you like that.(not that those are disrespectful he's just crazy xD)

Also he'll feel kinda guilty because he wanted some things to be more special and romantic and not random.He'll never admit tho

Adding his sexual guilt into this one,he kinda regrets the way things escalated.

But he surely knows how to make it up to you.

You guys will go to lots of random but cute dates,you get to pick wherever you want and it's done.

He does photo albums <3

He doesn't have to make EVERY MEMORY immortal but...he'll do just because he can xD

Clingy.clingy.clingyyyyy

✨Touch addiction✨

Porco:

You can blast chase atlantic with this one xD

Porco is the automatic fuckboy

Why? Because it takes him A LOT to fall in love.

He simply does not get carried away.

And of course he's in for the thrill of meaningless sex and not the boredom of relationships.

Open talk type of guy <3

He doesn't want to upset you by giving you the false signals and VERY upfront with it.

Doesn't like kissing,touching while on it but he can do it for you anyways.

He actually understands this goes 50/50 so he'll put effort into you.

Aftercare does.not.exist.

do.not.touch.him. when you are done.

Either dress up or leave or he is out of door anyways.

Also he won't see you out of bedroom and very strict with it.

İf you guys have to co-exist,he'll unsee you like you never existed in the first place.

And he's not the type to fall in love instantly after sex.

To him,sex is one thing;love is something much else.

He must know you very well for that.

Shortcut to that is:✨FUN✨

İf he can have fun with you without getting bored or feeling suffocated,eventually he'll want to know more about you.

Just ask him for a concert/party and say you want public sex xD

He looooves public for sure.

Anything risky?He's in.

1-2 maybe 3 hangouts and suddenly he just wants to dance/listen the music.He just wants to have fun and he'll accidentally forget about sex.

He knows he's fucked up when this happens xD

He wants to ghost you so bad xD

Out of nowhere his kisses last longer,he begins to touch you more,he prefers face to face positions.

I think we can all say he's either a doggy or reverse cowgirl man.

Why?

:✨ASS✨

He surely hates long eye contact too xD

And if the awkward pillowtalk hits...he's whipped

He's the type to have occasional jealousy breakdowns, in secret.

He's too prideful to admit any feelings or whatsoever.

İnstead he marks you.

Anywhere visible is just fine.

COLLARBONES!!!!Neck,thighs,chest,back...anywhere.

Outside he either lays an arm over you or gives you his jacket,hat,scarf etc.

His ✨secret✨ plan is to fall in a natural relationship pattern with you without talking about his feelings xD

From outside,he actually looks like your bf but he's too jealous to keep this going.

Eventually he'll blow up.

He'll have a tantrum about how many more men you see.

*insert feelings and the tsundere blush*

Congrats

You guys are officially dating xD

Seems distant and greatly weirded out but...

He's a kitten for sure :D

He was prolly never romantically loved/cared by someone before so...

H-hugging??

That thing is weird to him but, addicting? Like...do it again? xD

He's a kinda attention whore for you but still prideful af

He recently discovered that thing called,umm...cuddling?

Yeah that thing is not very bad xD He doesn't mind when you spoon him or lay his head to your chest etc.

Lap kitten xD *İnsert simp label*

180 degrees of turn about relationships.

Those things are actually cool?

Like,loser you don't have a gf?

But that would only last as long as he's happy/content

He's the 0 bullshit type and he wouldn't stand arguments to protect his own happiness/heart.

Also he'd want lots of space and freedom.

You can be his best friend,but he'll have other friends too.

İf he feels upset/suffocated/cornered etc. you can lose him overnight.

İf things get too routine or boring,you can lose him again.

But he won't let it get there himself.He's naturally good at creating tension anyways.

İf handled correctly he can be the best of everything <3

Enough internet for tonight I'll fix my grammer.... in the morning? xD I hope you enjoyed it <3