#it's one thing for the movies to say elves don't sleep

[maranull]

Started the 2nd LotR book, and Legolas feels so much more elvish than in the movies. He's in this weird state where he feels both familiar and otherworldly, which I didn't really get from the movies. I always liked him, but now I vibe with his character even more.

[undreaming-fanfiction]

My brain refuses to sleep, so more drabbling! Probably modern-ish AU?

Steve makes a career for himself as a re-decorator (or de-decorator, as he loves to call himself). His clientele are those celebrities who rose to fame so quickly they have plenty of money, but they don't have time to make their houses feel like home. They just bought penthouses and mansions and now live in homes that are fancy, but they feel like hotels.

Steve is there to fix that.

One of his clients is the hard working rockstar Eddie Munson whose life path went from a trailer park to couch surfing to living with 4 people in a tiny apartment, then suddenly tours, hotels and boom! He has a house that looks like an IKEA prop.

He doesn't hide his distaste at the pristine condition of the place (yes, Eddie has a cleaner). "Oh god. A beige carpet?" he scoffs and he sounds so bitchy Eddie decides he likes him already.

He likes him even more when Steve puts on reading glasses. Damn.

Over coffee, they discuss what Eddie wants. Except Steve doesn't just...tell him. He doesn't give him any hints. He just keeps asking about Eddie's favorite colors, what movies he likes, does he have hobbies apart from music? Can Steve see some of the items that bring him comfort?

And Eddie's surprised. "Shouldn't you, like...be telling me what I'm supposed to want?" he asks the gorgeous man who almost wails when he sees the vase with fresh flowers ("This is the third place in a row that has this fugly thing! Is it like a status symbol? Uh, tasteless.").

And Steve just stares at him. "Uh, Mr. Munson?"

"Eddie."

Steve nods. "Eddie. Why should I have any say in what you want? If you ask me what's practical, easy to clean, what bounces off light well, that's another thing. But in matters of taste...you're the boss. You live here, I don't. (Pity, Eddie thinks) Now, let's change this place into somewhere you actually like staying, hm?"

They spend the whole afternoon talking. Eddie opens up about what he loved before the touring and expectations from his agent took that from him. He talks about the Lord of the Rings, Dungeons and Dragons, fantasy in general, and Steve listens, makes tons of notes and asks questions that make Eddie's heart bleed, such as "and who is your favorite Lord of the Rings character?" and "you mentioned elves, dwarves, orcs, wizards...so what is your favorite group?" and "which DnD class would you be then? I guess a bard? Is that too obvious?". Now, Steve doesn't know much about these things, but learns quickly and works with the info he has.

They walk through the house again, with Steve making notes and wincing at transgressions against humanity or at least against his taste in things ("Oh ew. EW. Glossy finish on a kitchen counter? What is this, a future crime scene?") and Eddie feeling equally amused and curious. Eddie orders dinner for them, it goes something like:

"I don't know what would be appropriate, any preferences?"

"Eddie, there's no time or space when pizza is not appropriate."

"What about a funeral?"

"It puts fun in a funeral."

"Touché."

They follow up on a bunch more things. Steve notices Eddie fidgeting and asks him like the mindreader he is if perhaps the place is too clean for him. "Minimalism is what everyone's trying to push," Steve says, not without sympathy, "but it's not for everyone. I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but you seem like a person who'd love a more....personal, cluttered space."

And god, Eddie feels so seen. He tells Steve about all his favorite books and trinkets that he lost during a horrible earthquake in Indiana, so when he moved to the city it was just some clothes and his two guitars. Steve makes so many notes. "I've seen quite a lot of collectibles for your beloved trilogy," he says with a hint of a smile. "Is that something you'd like in your home?" Eddie can't nod any faster.

They talk about the budget (Eddie just scoffs at that, for the first time in his life money is not an issue), Eddie's absolute no go things ("No more vases, please! PLEASE. Also maybe the one room that can stay as it is is the studio, there's no decor"), if he has issues touching any materials, if he wants to keep any areas in the house neutral for visitors (he doesn't). Then finally, he asks Eddie if he wants to be more consulted or surprised.

And Eddie, tired and surprisingly relaxed from talking to Steve, just grins and says: "Surprise me, big boy."

Steve just smirks and makes one more note. "Oh, I will, Eddie."

...

Eddie goes on yet another tour for a couple of months, which is the ideal time for Steve to start working on the house.

Steve sometimes texts Eddie random choices, such as "Rohan or Gondor or both?" or "what's the best pub in the Middle Earth?" and Eddie usually trips over his feet trying to get to his phone after concerts to see if maybe he has another message from Steve. He learns bits and pieces about the man as well - he has a younger brother, Dustin, who is into the same stuff that Eddie is. Sometimes it goes like this:

STEVE: What's the best battle in the LotR movies?

EDDIE: The Ride of the Rohirrim, duh!

STEVE: Dustin says you're wrong, it's the last stand at the gates of Mordor.

EDDIE: The disrespect to king Théoden!

And finally, the big day comes. Eddie meets with Steve at the door. From the outside, the house still looks boring, but that's what they agreed on. At least for now.

But there's one notable difference and Eddie gasps when he sees it.

"I know we said no changes on the outside," said Steve sheepishly, "but I took the liberty to make one slight change."

Where the door used to be bland and white, it is now carved with silver etchings. It replicates the Doors of Durin. Eddie loves it.

Steve smiles at him. "Speak friend and enter, right? Dustin told me. Anyways, are you ready?"

Turns out, Eddie wasn't ready. Steve took all of the shiny and sterile surfaces and turned them into something beautiful.

The kitchen is now in warmer colors, brown and green, imitating the Green Dragon inn, plaque included.

Guest rooms have been changed, each to represent a group or a nation of the Middle Earth. Eddie thinks his uncle will love the Rohirrim one.

No more vases are to be seen, but Steve got potted plants ("almost immortal, as long as your housekeeper waters them once a week or so").

Eddie howls in laughter when he sees that Steve somehow managed to disguise all his security cameras as tiny eyes of Sauron.

The bathroom is inspired by the Rivendell, with soft tones and nods to Elvish architecture.

Eddie's bedroom resembles the Shire, with round shapes and homely motifs.

But Eddie's absolute favorite is the living room.

The only things that remain there that he bought are the massive TV and his stereo system with records. The rest though...

Gone is the ugly and sharp couch that looked like a geometry exercise. The new one is large and comfortable, with a couple of armchairs to finish the cozy feel. The coffee table and TV stand are more rough looking, with decorative ironwork. And then, around the room and on the walls...

"Oh wow," whispers Eddie and Steve beams at him.

There are collectibles and figurines that young Eddie Munson would have killed for. A replica of the Narsil hangs over the TV. It's cluttered but tasteful, still easy to clean, but Eddie always has something to touch, to play with.

And then he spots the bookcase and actually sobs. "What the fuck, Steve?" he asks, but there's no anger, just awe. "How did you know?"

The bookcase is full of Eddie's most beloved books, all that he told Steve about and more, but it's not just that. These aren't just pristine new prints - Steve managed to get both those and well-loved used copies. Most of them are the same editions that Eddie had before the earthquake. He runs his trembling finger over the back of the Hobbit and it feels like home.

"That was the hardest part," says Steve and leaves Eddie to rummage through the books, the old DnD guides and used comic books. "But I assumed you're sick of new and shiny. In fact, most of the collectibles are already used as well. They have some history. As for the books, uh..." He scratches his neck, embarrassed. "I will be honest, I don't read much. Dyslexia and some issues with the eyes, although audio books are making it more possible for me now. So I had to ask Dustin for help. We looked for editions published before the earthquake. I hope we got some of them right?"

Eddie just mutters "Sorry, I'm about to do something really unprofessional now" and pulls Steve into a bear hug. And Steve reciprocates.

"Fuck, this...this is everything," says Eddie into his shoulder. "How did you do this? Are you magic. You must be magic."

Steve grins. "I take it the surprise was a success then?"

Eddie finally pulls back. He would have loved to keep embracing Steve for a bit longer, but boundaries. "A total one. Wow. I mean. It's a lot, but so good. SO GOOD. How can I repay you?"

"You already paid me, Eddie."

"You know what I mean!" Eddie points and the books and apparently also a DVD collection he now owns. "This must have been so much more work than you normally do, no? I doubt every client has you memorize the members of the Fellowship."

"Not just that, but also why Sam is the best," Steve smiles at him and fuck. Eddie might be in love. "It was more than usual, but I loved it, Eddie. That's why I like my job so much, helping people find themselves again. You don't owe me anything. Although, if you're offering..."

"I'm listening."

Steve runs his fingers through that majestic hair. "So, I didn't tell Dustin that I was decorating the house for you, but he's a huge fan of your music. Like, massive, has every album, has been following your career from the start. And feel free to tell me it's too much, you are my client after all, but...he'd love to meet you. Over a pizza, maybe? The plain ham and cheese one you like so it doesn't have too many flavors?"

And Eddie melts. Because Steve still remembers his pizza choice from months ago, even though this definitely wasn't in his notes. He decides there and then that Steven Harrington is a national treasure.

"Sure, big boy," he smiles at Steve, and hopes he didn't imagine Steve leaning into the touch. "How about you invite him over for a movie night or something? With pizza of course."

It looks like Steve could kiss him, but he doesn't. Not yet. That only happens a week later, when they bump into each other in Eddie's kitchen when they scramble to make more popcorn for Dustin.

Steve stays the next night. And maybe a few after that. Always in a different themed bedroom.

They travel for work a lot, but when they are both in Chicago, they always meet in the Green Dragon kitchen, cuddle in the bed that would be far too large for a hobbit, and in the night, Eddie wraps himself around Steve and whispers: "My preciousssss."

And Steve can't really complain, because it's his fault that his boyfriend has re-discovered his dorkiness, so why would he mind?

[fun-k-board]

Lord Of The Rings With a Platonic, Child Reader From Our World

Characters included : Frodo Baggins, Legolas, Samwise Gamgee, Peregrin ' Pippin ' Took and Meriadoc ' Merry ' Brandybuck

Note(s) : They don't have the time to turn around, so you sort of get roped into joining them, at least until they find a place for you to stay.

Also, in this the reader knows about the Jackson movies but never really paid attention to them, and they haven't read the books.

Frodo Baggins

Ah, yes, Frodo. Resident ring bearer and anxiety magnet. He was quick to defend you if any suspicion arouse of your random arrival, you're a human and can't even reach his height, the Hobbit that can't reach an elves or humans chest, so, you must be incredibly young. Because of this, Frodo can't help but want to help you, especially on the quest.

He's very sweet and caring with you and makes sure you get enough rest. Frodo can't exactly carry you, so if you get too tired to walk the most he can do is hold your hand and guide you along. Despite that, he helps in other ways.

Like how he's always giving you extra food and maybe even a spare coat or blanket that's laying around, he makes sure you get enough sleep even if it means he gets less. Given he's the most important part of this mission to destroy the ring, he's usually a bit babied and overprotected, not so much that's it's immediately noticeable, but it's there.

So, he understands how annoyed you can get when it happens with you, though he definetly thinks your situations are different considering he's technically an adult and you aren't even close to being one.

Frodo isn't too sure how to help you when it comes to you being afraid, or angry, or even just in a state of depression about your situation. He doesn't exactly realise how strange and overwhelming it must be for you, until or if you begin to start wearing down mentally. His solution is to try and read you stories, no, he didn't exactly bring any books with him, but he has certain books memorised.

It may help, it may not, but the thought is what counts, and he is trying to help you the best he can with the unfortunate situation he's in.

If you ever claim to know him or the fellowships story, maybe Bilbo's, or even accidently letting in on events to follow, he's stunned. At first given the fact you claimed to be from a land nobody, not even Gandalf, has heard of, the strange reactions you had to their foods and way of life, among many, many other things, he became convinced you weren't human. That, or you were from a different time, the future specifically, he'd never fully believe it or bring it up, but it's always a sneaking suspicion you aren't what you claim.

When it comes time to leave you at a safe village, you're clearly unhappy, wanting nothing more than to stay with the Hobbit who helped you through your toughest hours. Yet, he understands you mustn't come with him, it's far too dangerous for you. And so, he leaves, leaving you heartbroken.

When he eventually returns, the ring destroyed, Middle Earth saved, he can't help but feel empty. His time spent with you becomes short lived, a few months at most, before he decides to move on, leaving you alone again, I suppose it makes leaving Middle Earth to return home easier, but all the more bitter.

Legolas

Legolas understood how weak humans are compared to his kind, and to see a human child so alone made his heart break. He couldn't help but become your protector, especially when you seemingly had no idea how to function in this world. Sometimes, if you're too tired and the rest of the group isn't, he'll pick you up, it can make you feel a little weak, but he assures you it's just because you're young. He'd treat any other child the same.

I think he may be one of the few to actually understand in part what you mean when you say you aren't 'from here'. He won't clock in immediately, but after seeing just how different you viewed life and just everything in general, how you can't do the most basic of tasks without some help, or how you looked at him with such familiarity, there's just a lot he notices that makes him raise a brow.

If you tell him, Legolas may believe your making it up, you're a kid after all, one that's going through a lot. But, after realising you're dead serious he wracks his brain trying to remember if anybody has ever mentioned something like this happening. He wants to try and help you go home, and plans to bring you home with him so he can find a solution somewhere. And if he can't find one? He wants to help you find peace in your predicament as long as you stay there.

When it comes time to leave you at a safe haven, he is sad to leave you behind, you're a little friend, after all. But, he understands it must be done, and explains to you exactly that, which makes the ending a bit more sweet than bitter.

Eventually, he does return, and meets with you once more, he understands that in a blink of his lifetime you'll be dead, but, that doesn't stop him from being your closest ally during all of this. However, you do need to return to Earth. He finds himself mourning you far sooner than he expected.

Samwise Gamgee

Sam becomes a literal dad, you're a random human kid in this traumatic journey to destroy one of the most dangerous items in the entirety of middle Earth, and you claim to have no idea where you are. He's giving you extra food, holding your hand and picking you up, if you get too cold or scared in the night he'll try hugging you for a while and telling you stories of misadventures in the Shire. As plain as they may seem compared to a journey to destroy the most dangerous object in the entirety of Middle Earth.

If you're sad, the most he can do is offer comfort in the way of cuddling, or a story, sometimes he even has to ask Gandalf for help because he's just so lost. Anger is something he can deal with a little better, he holds your hand and tells you why you should be angry, but you shouldn't keep it bottled or use it unfairly against others.

I think at first Sam would just believe you come from a strange human place, and that's why your behaviour is so off. That's until he notices some things, when asked about things he'd consider basic knowledge, you are completely blank, sure, maybe you know what an elf is, but after that you sort of just stare at him confused at what he's talking about. You even believed him to be a dwarf at first!

He asks Boromir and Aragorn if they know any human places that you're talking about, neither know, so he's even more perplexed at what on middle earth you're talking about. He begins to believe you're making it up, he's not condescending like most adults, and he pretends that he understands if to give you some peace of mind, but all it does is make you more frustrated and scared. You just want to go home.

Your short time as friends comes to an end, he must leave further on in the journey, and you must stay behind, you both understand, well, he does and you partly do, all you can do is wait for the ring to be destroyed.

Sam returns, and he takes you back to the Shire with him, where he introduces you to everybody, you're almost like a child to him, but then you leave to go back to Earth. He can't stop his heart from breaking, even more so when Frodo leaves.

Meriadoc 'Merry' Brandybuck and Peregrin 'Pippin' Took

The fact you're incredibly young, found yourself in a traumatic and confusing situation, let's not even mention the fact there's little people with gigantic hariy feet and no shoes, you'll probably try and cope. Whether that's with humor or shutting down, Pippin and Merry are a package deal, no matter if you like them or not, a young and confused presence egnites their curiosity.

Besides, Gandalf specifically told them to not be overbearing and or overwhelm you, so what does Pippin, master of disappointing and angering the grey wizard do? That's right, he becomes overwhelming. And Merry, master of attempting to one up his dear friend, does the exact same.

How they do this depends on your mood, if you're depressed and very shy they'll try cheering you up, asking questions about your home, if that makes it worse? They begin acting even more childish than usual to make you laugh, to the literal pain and torture of Gandalf. But if you're trying to cope with humour, they are more so just tagging along, making jokes that distract you from your pain.

Neither will clock in that you're from an unfamiliar world, sure, you're weird, but so are they. Both assume your strange actions are simply just a result of you being a human, do Boromir or Aragorn act the same? No, but you're a human kid so, that probably factors in somehow.

Both laugh you off if you try to explain the truth, they don't believe you, and reduce it to a good story that they can give to Frodo to write about. You may get angry, sad, or just decide to go with it, neither really notice that you're not lying until someone else points out how dumb that idea is.

When it finally comes time to drop you off, you want to stay with the two, because while they're in part strangers and this is a strange land, they're at least familiar, unlike the place they're basically abandoning you at. Pippin and Merry feel the same, and so sneak you with them.

The situation may become dire, and you probably get incredibly unhealthy and sickly in your time with them, but when it's all over, you feel like you've gained two older brothers. Which will make it so much more painful when you have to say goodbye.

[radiantdanvers]

X Reader / OC Fanfic Ideas

These are my fanfic ideas for x reader / OC that I made up cuz I can't write for shit. It would be nice to see if anyone is willing to use these ideas but don't worry no pressure. I will be updating these and Also, I am not sure If you can understand some of them so please don't mind my English. :)

MARVEL

Mutant OC / Reader: So I recently watched X-Men 97 and I LOVED IT. It was really good and I highly recommend the show. So You know when I watch something and if I happen to really like it, then my mind immediately into daydreaming about how to insert myself or create a new OC for the story. In this case, I thought of a character with similar abilities to Atom Eve a.k.a Samantha Eve Wilkins, from Invincible. If you didn't know she can manipulate Atoms. I thought it was interesting and It could be for the movies or the shows. Or even the Avengers / MCU.

Mutant Detective OC / Reader: I think they could be a detective and during one incident their mutant powers awaken. It could be related to being a detective like how they use their powers to help them investigate certain cases and ALSO, I was thinking of having supernatural themes added to the mix. Reader / OC works on those types of cases since they could be relevant depending on the Marvel universe...I'dk if you understood but yeah...

Red Widow OC / Reader: I made a moodboard for this and to give you some context; the red widow is a trained assassin from the red room and if I am not mistaken she used to idolize Natasha and all that. She's pretty vigilant in combat skills, great in fencing, and a trained acrobat. I was thinking of an OC / Reader based off of her in the MCU. They could be Natasha's Siblings alongside Yelena. It could also be the middle child, which would be a nice dynamic to see.

Gwenpool reader! Gwenpool reader!!!! The character who shifted from our universe to the mcu,, that would be so cool to see.

The Vampire Diaries

Elven OC / Reader. I remember reading a Kai Parker fanfic with a fae reader and I know there are differences between the two (I think...?). I did some research on elves and I think those types of characters would be a unique twist to the story. The OC / Reader could have any type of unique background to their character, for example: they could have a different realm for themselves keeping out humans, vampires, and some others alike. (Yes I've been doing a lot of thinking.)

Harshly Blunt Reader / OC. So we know there a certain people who need someone to talk some sense into their heads due to their actions. Like, let's say for example: Damon, Stefan, and even Elena. And a 'rude' character would just be perfect for that. They could even make the Mikaelsons get nervous after knowing them. They would hold this visible scowl or the 'resting bitch face' all the time. And also like to think that they could have a soft spot Bonnie because that girl deserves EVERYTHING.

From the Past Reader / OC. This character is from the past, similar to the Mikealsons, somehow they were put to sleep maybe by a witch or some other reason and they wake up alone in the current timeline by someone or something. And they also could be someone important. I am also thinking of their personality being all 'graceful and elegant', silently scoffing at how things change, could be a character development in itself for them. But that's up to the writer.

Isekai Reader / OC. The character is transported to the tvdu universe from the modern times.

Teen Wolf

Elven Reader / OC. Yep, the same thing because I think it would be unique and at the same time it would fit the tone too. (Also for more info on elves, I've read that they possess superior senses, immortality, magic, healing, close with nature, and also very vigilant in combat.) Could be a simple background like keeping the character and their family being all secretive about their nature and everything.

Silent Airhead Reader / OC...?: It would be funny to see this like shit would be happening around them and they're all like '🧍'. This could be because of various reasons like they don't know what's going on with werewolves and stuff and they're nervous/scared to ask someone over and over again about a certain situation and it's just a mess for them so they just have to endure all of that silently and go with the flow.

Riverdale

Ok so this one, I can explain. So Out of curiosity, I watched the show after hearing about issues like how the show's genre keeps shifting to another one and all the cringy stuff that happens. I couldn't finish the whole show but I thought of something: It's the Classic Isekai Trope with OC / Reader where they could be watching the show and they somehow woke up in Riverdale. It could be hilarious how the OC / Reader would have no choice but to witness the ongoing events around them. They could be trying their utmost best to avoid dramas and certain interactions but SOMEHOW they get roped into it. The thought of OC / Reader having a book on the list of things they need to avoid from the time they learned how to write is just funny to me. I'm not sure if there are similar fanfics yet but if there are it would be nice to know. And I'm so so so sorry if I offended any Riverdale Fandom!!!

Jujutsu Kaisen

coming soon...

The Maze Runner

coming soon...

The Boys

Black Widow Reader / OC. The character with the same abilities as the mcu's Black Widow, they could be a famous supe or a secret assassin that allies with the the boys themselves. I don't think I've seen this anywhere but this would be cool to see since I love Nat so much and anything related to her.

Captain Marvel Reader / OC. Similar to the previous one and also because I love Carol So much. This could be taken from any interesting takes. Like, they could be in hiding and were found by someone, maybe by Billy. They could surprise the seven and some interesting dynamics could emerge like; rivalry with Homelander since he isn't the only one who is the 'all-powerful' anymore.

MCU reader / OC. Ok so the plot I am thinking is like this; Due to some multiverse misshape, the reader / OC gets transported from the MCU to this one. And till their friends from her home timeline figure out the mess, they had to deal with being in this world and I think it would be interesting and fun to see.

Haikyuu!!

coming soon...

Game Of Thrones / House of the Dragon

coming soon...

The Umbrella Academy

coming soon...

Updated:7/12/2024

[obey-me-transcript]

Lesson 1-15

Leviathan: ...All right, enough. This is starting to depress me.

Leviathan: Anyway, I didn't bring you here to tell you about TSL.

Leviathan: I don't think there's any harm in just coming out and saying what you already know is true: Mammon is a complete and utter scumbag.

Leviathan: It's very important that you understand this. So I'll say it one more time.

Leviathan: Mammon is a hopeless

Leviathan: worthless

Leviathan: scumbag.

Leviathan: I lent that scumbag money, and now I want him to pay me back.

Leviathan: But being the scumbag that he is, he won't do it.

Leviathan: I wish I could force him to, but despite what a rotten waster of space he is, Mammon's still the second oldest.

Leviathan: As the third oldest, no matter how hard I try, I don't stand a chance against him.

Leviathan: You say you want to know how Mammon and I first became enemies? Well, it's a long story, but sure. I'll tell you, human.

Leviathan: Once, a long time ago, Mammon won a prize in a convenience store promotional campaign. If you bought something, they let you reach into a box and pull out a piece of paper that told you what you'd won. And the prize Mammon won was a Seraphina figurine, something I would've died to have. But, despite the fact that Mammon had no interest in it at all, he refused to give it to me. Why, you ask? Because I wanted it... that's it. That was the only reason. I wanted it, and he said no just to torment me. I mean, how awful is that?! So, I got to thinking... Mammon's going to end up treating Seraphina like some random piece of junk. That much is a given. I can maybe handle it if he at least leaves her in her original packaging, but what if he actually takes her out of the box?! He might just do it! And if he does, he'll get dust on her, won't he?! I decided I had to save Seraphina, so I snuck into Mammon's room in the middle of the night. And what do you think I saw there?!

Leviathan: You're not gonna believe it. He didn't open the box... No, it's way worse than that. He hadn't even taken it out of the plastic convenience store bag, which he'd tossed on the floor of his room. THE FLOOR! He actually left SERAPHINA on the FLOOR! The Queen of the High Elves Herself! Sure, she seems cold and prideful at first, but once you get her alone, you find out that she really wants affection, she just doesn't know how to admit it, and it's soooo cute! Yet Mammon just threw her on the floor! And I don't think he'd cleaned it in three months. It was covered in junk. Old empty cup ramen containers, tissues with dried snot and... and boogers in them. Stuff was strewn everywhere. And there she was, lying there amongst all that! On the FLOOR! Tossed aside like so much junk! How COULD he?!

Leviathan: It was so awful that I just lost it, and flew into a rage. I walked straight over to Mammon, who was lying on his bed asleep. Then I raised my leg up into the air over him and brought my heel down onto his stomach as hard as I could. But the next thing I knew, he wasn't there on the bed anymore. It all happened so fast. He moved with incredible speed. He grabbed me, picked me up, and slammed me headfirst onto the floor in a pile driver. And the worst part is that he was STARK NAKED!

Leviathan: ...As I started to lose consciousness, I remember thinking...why does he have to sleep in the nude? He could at least put on some underwear.

Leviathan: I don't remember anything else after that...

Leviathan: You've seen just how fast he is yourself, haven't you? No one aside from Lucifer or Beel has that kind of speed.

Leviathan: But if, say, a human made a pact with Mammon, and bound him to their service...

Leviathan: ...then he'd have to do whatever that human told him to.

Leviathan: Which means that if you make a pact with Mammon and then ordered him to give me back my money...

Leviathan: ...he wouldn't have any choice but to do it.

MC: What's a pact?

Leviathan: A pact, with a demon... Haven't you seen that in movies and such?

Leviathan: The demon lends his strength to a human to make their wish come true in exchange for their soul.

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MC: I don't want to give up my soul!

Leviathan: That isn't always necessary. It depends on what's in the pact.

Leviathan: But, well, you need to give SOMETHING to the demon to make it worth the exchange, so it's pretty much inevitable.

Leviathan: If you don't want to give up your soul, then I'll tell you how you can negotiate with Mammon.

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MC: That's so cool!

Leviathan: Your reaction is kinda worrisome considering I didn't even tell you about the risks yet, but oh well!

Leviathan: Using a demon sounds cool, right? You wanna give it a try?

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Leviathan: Also, I'm sure it would be useful having him as your servant. I mean, despite how awful he is, he's still a powerful demon.

Leviathan: But I bet you feel worried, being dragged down here to the Devildom and all.

Leviathan: So, I don't think it would end up being a bad deal for you, either.

Leviathan: Don't you agree?

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MC: Yeah! All right, I'll go give it a shot!

Leviathan: Are you really optimistic by nature, or are you too stupid to know what you're getting into?

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MC: I'm not sure I could manage to do that.

Leviathan: Hey, don't give up before you've even tried! I thought humans weren't quitters. I thought your kind had guts, resolve! You'll stand for hours on end under a blazing hot sun in and endless comic-con line, enduring crowds worse than a rush hour subway car, stepping over the bodies of those who've collapsed from heat stroke, all to get your hands on some new comic you have to read no matter what. It's horrible - awful, even! But you overcome it, and you succeed! THAT'S what humans are about!

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MC: How would I go about doing that?

Leviathan: I take it this means you think this plan of mine could work, right? Excellent.

Leviathan: You may be human, but still...you show some promise!

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Leviathan: Regardless, if I'm being honest, I don't really care what you think.

Leviathan: What's important is that I have a plan, and I'm going to explain it to you now.

Leviathan: So, shut up and listen.

Leviathan: If you just walk up to Mammon and ask him to make a pact with you, he'll never agree.

Leviathan: No, you need some leverage... a bargaining chip.

Leviathan: You're going to offer him something in return...

Leviathan: Something he wants so badly that he'd do ANYTHING to get it.

[missameliep]

Hii 🥰

Would your MC(s) / OC(s) ever play a game of who knows who better? And if so what would be the questions / answers?

And who would know who better?

Hi, sweetie! Thanks for the ask ☺️

They would definitely play this kind of game! Some out of sheer competitiveness, others to prove their partners they know them better lol

I'll answer it for five of the couples I write for: Elizabeth and Hamid, Arwen and Tyril, Malia and Troy, Zoe and Colt, and Olivia and Damien.

1. Elizabeth and Hamid (Desire and Decorum AU!/Second Chances)

If we're considering the beginning of the relationship, I think since it's that stage when you're getting to know your partner that it would be a balanced dispute. They would both nail the questions about each other's favorite food, songs, movies and color, the other's dream vacation and something that makes the other laugh, for instance, but probably would be lost when it comes to questions about favorite childhood memory, first kisses and so on, these are the sort of question they would have trouble answering since they don't know each other very long like some of the other pairings in this list. And from time to time, I believe, depending on the question, Hamid would just reveal something completely out of the top that Liz would never imagine, like if someone asked about an embarrassing moment and he would just casually drop the most absurd tale about trespassing or crashing into an Arab sheik party or befriending someone absurdly famous totally unexpected and in the most absurd way possible; and end the story with "but it went well and we became friends as close as siblings" or "and now he invites me every year to his birthday" and Liz would be like 😯

2. Arwen and Tyril (Blades)

Tyril would only play this game or any other if certain conditions were met, primarily having had a good amount of wine in his system, cozy rainy evenings and Arwen reminding him if he beats her in the game, he could ask anything as prize. Sometimes he wins, sometimes she does. They have had time to learn about each other, and as elves they are really perceptive and catch on the smallest things, and so many of his questions would be about favourite weapons or worst adversary in battle, while hers would lean to embarrassing stuff or deep philosophical questions like if one of them turned into a worm what would the other do.

3. Malia and Troy (Wake the Dead)

These two know each other deeply. Twenty years of friendship and spending a lot of time together does that. Either the question is about favourite passtimes or pet peeves, or deep meaningful questions about hopes and dreams, they would definitely nail it. I think the only things they wouldn't know about each other were about the secret love they kept from each other for so long, and since Malia never told Troy about past relationships he's totally in the dark there. I think the only times Troy would be at disadvantage is if they would be playing with another couple who was really into zombie killing, let's say @jerzwriter 's Zoe and Eli 😉 I can see the questions suddenly being all about favorite weapons or best time to face drones, and Troy would be like "well," *head scratching* "crossbow? You even sleep with one close..." and "best time? never?" and Malia would just explain about the advantages of a machete or something, and "Oh! Blades" she would ramble about swords forged at Ironmount and in the end she gives up saying she can't actually pick one and Eli and Zoe would join that conversation about best weapons to each terrain and somehow one of them would suggest they could try some axe throwing... And Troy would sigh *these people can't have fun* and drink his beer 🙄 though on a second though drunk axe throwing does sound like fun. He could make a wager on who would hit the target while blindfolded.

4. Zoe and Colt (Ride or Die)

They would totally suck at this game. Colt specially, most of his assumptions are absolutely wrong about Zoe. They don't know each other's favorite subject at school or best childhood friend's name, but they say they know each other in what matters. The game usually helps them find out things they didn't know about each other, and even if Colt say it's lame, they enjoy playing it only the two of them.

5. Olivia and Damien (Perfect Match)

They absolutely nail this game. They know each other, they learned about each other profoundly over the years even with Damien being so closed off, plus they are too competitive to lose. If they play with other couples like Nadia and Steve, they are absolutely invested in the game like that one Will and Grace episode and equally obnoxious about being so knowledgeable about the other. They like the games, but they love winning more.

Thanks for the ask! It was really fun ☺️

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Oops, this little sneak peek fell out of the sleigh and landed in your ask box!!

Oh look, it's one of the little non-angsty bits in your angsty fic that's turned into a monster. Definitely don't peek before Christmas....

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“Well,” she says, “I already ruined one tradition, don’t let me ruin another.” 

“I don’t mind the company,” he promises. “So long as you don’t comment on the movie.”

“Why would I - Oh, no.” 

“Oh yes,” he beams, reaching for the remote. “Every Christmas Eve.”

Emma groans as the music starts, an English accent giving a monologue about airports and then the dreaded words flash on the screen. Love Actually. “This is literally the worst Christmas movie ever.” 

“This is the best Christmas movie ever, Swan. Now quiet.”

“Must be a British thing,” she rolls her eyes but does her best not to say anything as the movie begins. She doesn’t last very long, the rum making her bolder, making her forget the awkwardness. 

“Okay, but this one is so stupid. They can’t even understand each other! And they’re just saying the complete opposite thing from each other the whole time.”

He looks over at her, exasperated, head rolling over the back of the couch. “People don’t have to be able to say they love someone out loud for it to be real.” 

She doesn’t have an answer for that, staring at him for a moment before shutting her mouth and turning back to the movie. She’s not going to overthink that. It’s only a few minutes before she can’t help herself again.

“Okay, but even you have to admit this one is terrible.”

Killian hesitates. “There’s… something romantic about loving someone from afar,” he suggests, not quite buying it himself. 

“That’s not the same as stalking.” 

“It’s not the best story, admittedly, but it’s only one.” 

“One out of a hundred other terrible stories. Like this girl. Just don’t pick up your phone and -”

“Swan, I will make you sleep in your car.” 

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SANTA!!!! I CANT EVEN PUT INTO WORDS HOW EXCITED I AM FOR THIS!!!!

I need to know more, why is this one of the non angsty bits, it’s a monster?? I don’t think I can wait much longer 🥲🥲

[ach-sss-no]

"Wait", you might be saying, theoretical person reading this post, "gollum is an edgy emo-boy? I thought he was just kind of-"

for your consideration

Gollum is chalk pale and dresses in black (that's right hes sposed to have clothes jirt said so) and is starving to death and painfully underweight skinny and svelte. he's tuberculosis chic!

Gollum sees another person for the first time in centuries and he starts spouting poetry about darkness and the all-consuming passage of time

It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter. This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountain down. <- When he's saying this he's 500 years old and all his family is dead

Then he swears undying revenge on the person he's saying this to

Gollum hides from the sun because it watches him

'Day is near,' he whispered, as if Day was something that might overhear him and spring on him. 'Sméagol will stay here: I will stay here, and the Yellow Face won't see me.'

Gollum is severely emotionally traumatized and cries a lot

Then suddenly his voice and language changed, and he sobbed in his throat, and spoke but not to them. `Leave me alone, gollum! You hurt me. O my poor hands, gollum! I, we, I don't want to come back. I can't find it. I am tired. I, we can't find it, gollum, gollum, no, nowhere. They're always awake. Dwarves, Men, and Elves, terrible Elves with bright eyes. I can't find it. Ach! ' He got up and clenched his long hand into a bony fleshless knot, shaking it towards the East. 'We won't! ' he cried. 'Not for you.' Then he collapsed again. 'Gollum, gollum,' he whimpered with his face to the ground. 'Don't look at us! Go away! Go to sleep!'

Note: The movies made it into a hairball sound but in the books the 'gollum' noise is repeatedly referred to as a sob, so even his name is angsty. ;)

Gollum is snarky

'What is it? ' growled Sam, misinterpreting the signs. What's the need to sniff? The stink nearly knocks me down with my nose held. You stink, and master stinks; the whole place stinks.' 'Yes, yes, and Sam stinks! ' answered Gollum. 'Poor Sméagol smells it, but good Sméagol bears it

Gollum is misunderstood u.u.

He thought he was misunderstood and ill-used.

'What is it? ' growled Sam, misinterpreting the signs. Gollum probably felt something of the same sort. But what went on in his wretched heart between the pressure of the Eye, and the lust of the Ring that was so near, and his grovelling promise made half in the fear of cold iron, the hobbits did not guess: Frodo gave no thought to it.

Then he came back, and slowly putting out a trembling hand, very cautiously he touched Frodo's knee -- but almost the touch was a caress. [...] 'Hey you!' he said roughly. 'What are you up to?' 'Nothing, nothing,' said Gollum softly. Nice Master!' 'I daresay,' said Sam. 'But where have you been to -- sneaking off and sneaking back, you old villain?'

Gollum is an orphan! His whole family is dead! And he only killed one of them!

Gollum is vaguely described in the book and prime material for a fanart re-interpretation!

Gollum talks to himself already! (I saw a little of what you all did with your other tumblr sexymen)

Gollum is at the dead center of this chart

And then there's the part where he's like 'lmao the swamp is full of dead people'

Gollum laughed. 'The Dead Marshes, yes, yes: that is their names,' he cackled. `You should not look in when the candles are lit.'

And then there are the murders. But *waves hand dismissively* you know all about that

Finally, consider:

Voting for him to win a tumblr sexyman poll would be funny

[Un]conscionably, Tolkien's works have been severely underrepresented in the world of Tumblr sexymen. Now is[n't] the time to change that.

On a related note, did you know there is a Sexypedia Wiki? The research I do for these polls continues to surprise.

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AO3 Hobbit Fic Writers,

Please do not tag your fics Hobbit Book and Hobbit Movie, unless it is a genuine blending.

This is not an elitism thing- they're simply different stories. Here are some examples just from Smaug to the Battle of the 5 Armies:

1. In the movie, they fight Smaug and...cover him in gold for some reason???

In the book, Bilbo is sent out alone multiple times. They never go themselves. The final time, his light goes out, and he gets so scared that he screams his head off. The dwarves decide, "certainly it is not the dragon, or he would not go on squeaking." They still wait, listening for dragon noises, before going to him.

Quite frankly, it is an incredible display of selfishness and cowardice, and completely opposite that movie scene. It emphasizes how they did not deal with Smaug at all, letting everyone else handle it for them.

2. In the movie, they say something about, "if the aim of men had been true that day..." This is not said in the book. The elven king is blamed for things, like refusing to help people, but there are no magic arrows in limited supply.

3. In the movie, they try to attack the dwarven fortress, but are surprised by the reinforcements. In the book, they don't. Thorin shoots an arrow into the shield of the negotiator. They reply:

"Since such is your answer, I declare the Mountain besieged. You shall not depart from it, until you call on your side for a truce and a parley. We will bear no weapons against you, but we leave you to your gold. You may eat that, if you will!"

Which is probably the most sensible and funny line in the whole damn book. Why attack a handful of people when you can just starve them out? (The reinforcements don't show up yet.)

4. The dwarves don't agree with Thorin in the movie. They do in the book, "except perhaps" Bomba and the twins.

4b. I think the ravens don't have much speeches in the movies? Correct me if I'm wrong. Book ravens are like, this is a bad, bad idea.

5. Bomba lets Bilbo out in the movie. He gets tricked in the book. He falls into deep sleeps more easily after what happened in Mirkwood. Bilbo feels really bad about this.

6. The movie dwarves look disapproving as Thorin orders them to hurt Bilbo, and make Thorin do his own dirty work. Book Thorin grabs Bilbo immediately and, "shook poor Bilbo like a rabbit." He curses Gandalf, and prepares to throw him to the rocks. Stuff happens, and he tells Bilbo to get down before he is thrown down.

It is only after all of this where Tolkien adds, "more than one of the dwarves in their hearts felt shame and pity at his going." They say nothing, even as Bilbo says his goodbyes and Thorin threatens to sting his feet with arrows.

7. There is simply more talk of logistics and more negotiation in the books. When Dain approaches, the Elven King says, "long will I tarry, ere I begin this war for gold...let us hope still for something that will bring reconciliation."

To be fair, Bard does want to attack. But he does not. The dwarves shoot first. All to emphasize the unreasonableness of the dwarves in the narrative, and to emphasize that the Elven King, while a miserly bastard who won't help dwarves starving in the forest, is a reasonable guy who won't unnecessarily attack, either.

But there is no true fighting. Darkness falls upon them, and Gandalf announces Bolg, son of Azog, is coming. Everyone immediately stops what they're doing to strategize.

"The Goblins were the foes of all, and at their coming all other quarrels were forgotten."

Fun fact- they came because they heard Smaug died. Once again, Thorin's little quest ruining so many lives. (I love him, I do, but...my dude. You have flaws. The narrative practically hits us over the head with it.)

Everyone runs to the mountain, scrambling for higher positions to shoot down from. A brave vanguard sacrifices themselves to buy time.

Compared to the movies, where they attacked each other and weren't even sure if they could fight together. And then the elves jumped over the shields instead of using archery first.

8. While we're here...wargs are "the evil wolves over the Edge of the Wild." So it says in chapter 6, out of the frying-pan and into the fire, page 146 of The Annotated Hobbit. Note 9 says, "Tolkien [wrote to a guy named Wolfe (lol)]...it is an old word for wolf, which also had the sense of an outlaw or hunted criminal. [...it] had a good sound for the meaning, as a name for this particular brand of demonic wolf in the story."

I'm not sure if he intended the movie look, but I like it. Movie wargs look cooler than the book wargs in my head.

9. So the battle is raging, and Book Thorin possibly didn't know until later? He was waiting for his reinforcements and there is no mention that anyone called him in between. The last message was when they tried to collect the tribute, and he shot at them. (Really don't blame them for noping out.) The book even says they had forgotten him.

So he has his hero move and he comes out of the gates swinging, when everyone is flagging. He takes down many goblins and calls everyone to his side. But the goblin horde is simply too much. Bilbo is observing all of this in misery. War ain't glamorous. His hope is raised when he spots the Eagles. He screams this, renewing everyone's hopes, and is targeted by the enemy. He is knocked out.

Of note- he slipped his ring on when the goblins first arrived, and stood near Gandalf and the Elven King the whole time. Gandalf was meditating at the end, possibly to do one final bit of magic.

I don't remember how this compares to the movie scene, but I don't think he spent the entire time invisible and in relative safety.

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This is only a small example, based on my strongest movie memories. I did not mention Good Morning or Mirkwood or Beorn or... If I did a rewatch, this would be as long as the color of the sky post. As you can tell, they are completely different stories. Not better or worse, just different. Please tag accordingly.

PS: If you want to read The Hobbit but not with your eyes, there is an amazing audio book version by Andy Serkis.

[thethermocline]

I've been thinking about Legolas. His character in canon, his character in the movies, and his character in fanon. One could write an essay about all the differences therein, and it could be very interesting. But there's just one little detail I've been thinking about lately.

I can't think of a single time Legolas expresses vanity in either the books or the films (though I haven't had access to the latter in many years, so I could be mistaken). He never says anything to rate his own attractiveness, and I don't think anyone else does either.

I mean, going from the books, we can surmise that he's reasonably good looking, because elves generally are. But as far as I'm aware, unlike Galadriel or Dior, he's never identified as a great beauty.

Then there's the movies. Orlando Bloom is not someone I personally find attractive. I'm in the minority here, but I've been mad about that casting since I was a kid. 🤭 Elrond too - oh, the things I could say about Elrond - but anyway. Back on track. My point is that a lot of people do find Bloom attractive. So obviously that contributes to their conceptualization of Legolas.

Because fandom is pretty uniform on this point. And, to be clear, I do not care that in fanon Legolas is almost always beautiful; that's kind of just how fandom often operates. This isn't a criticism. I literally have a story of my own where he's positioned as the proverbial sleeping beauty, I'm not trying to throw stones in this glass house of mine.

But there's something else that I see happening. Legolas isn't only written as being beautiful, he's written as knowing it. So, for example, in a modern AU he might be a style guru or influencer or model.

This is not a criticism of people who enjoy that interpretation. To be clear. 😂 Fandom is first and foremost for fun. None of us are being graded on this, thank god.

But I find that so fascinating. As far as I can see, there's nothing in canon to support the idea that Legolas cares about being seen as beautiful. So it's like - it seems like - people look at him, think he's beautiful, and then superimpose that thought onto his character, so that Legolas thinks so too.

What do y'all think? Have you noticed this? If any of y'all have a contrary interpretation or even just flat out think I'm wrong, hey, I'm down to hear it. I'm having a terrible time rn, so some low-stakes fandom talk would be very welcome.

[hot-wiings]

The One Where Pro-hero!Katsuki Bakugo's Son, Finds Santa Kissing His Mother. Alternatively, The One Where Katsuki's Son Demands His Father Beat Up Santa Claus On Christmas.

Requested By: Wattpad User

Edited: 12-25-2020

Katsuki quietly hummed to himself as he worked inside the kitchen prepping breakfast. He had some pancakes and sausage on the stovetop, whereas he kept the bacon cooking inside the oven. He had one arm on [Daughter Name], keeping her attached to his hip as he bounced her and flipped food with his other hand. She was only two and still being young she clung to her father for attention, with it being one of his rare days off for the holidays he wasn't going to say no, he was going to devote it to her and his son.

"Bud, can you toast the bagels for me?"

Katsuki briefly moved his attention from the stove to pull the bag of bagels out of the bread cabinet and tossed them onto the counter. Usually, he'd had done it himself but with his daughter on his hip, cooking was already proving to be difficult. His son rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"I like it better when mom cooks. She never makes me do stuff."

"Hey! You should gladly offer yourself up to help her when I'm not around. Your mother is a Saint, that's why she's sleeping in and you're stuck with me. Now toast the f– toast the bagels."

[Son Name] untied the bag and pulled the bagels out begrudgingly. He was defiantly a momma's boy and loved to give Katsuki lip, undoubtedly universal karma for Katsuki being such a demon to his own mother. Katsuki had to smile to himself as he put food on platters and placed it on the table as well as placing his daughter in her height chair before leaving to wake you up for breakfast.

Katsuki never thought this would become his life. He never thought he'd have a son, his own carbon copy of himself, nor did he imagine he'd follow up with baby number two attached to his hip whenever he wasn't out heroing. Beyond that, he never imagined he'd find someone like you, someone who put up with his crap, someone perfect. He never imagined such a picture-perfect domestic life for himself, one where he cooked, fed the children and owned a cat. One where he had a scheduled date night every week and brought flowers home every other Sunday. He wouldn't ever dare change it.

"Baby?"

Katsuki quietly closed the door behind him and walked over to the window so he could open up the curtains and let light in. You groaned and pulled the pillow over your head as the light made contact with you. You pulled the blanket closer to your body, and a smile tugged at Katsuki's lips. He loved moments like this.

"Sweetheart, it's time to wake up."

"No, you're mean. A big meanie."

Katsuki climbed into the bed and cuddled up next to you. He pulled the pillow off of your head and threw it onto the ground on his side so you couldn't reach back for it. You had major bedhead, and he loved that. Years ago you would've forbidden him from seeing you like that, now he found it hot.

"It's Christmas Eve, you need to get up."

"No, leave me alone. It's my day off, go wake the kids up."

"Already awake, and breakfast is on the table. We wanted to let you sleep in, give you a break for once."

Katsuki pushed your hair out of your face and tried to pull the blanket out of your grip as you fought back a smile. He thought he was being really smooth.

"For being a pro-hero you're such a liar. You don't want me to have a break, you were trying to butter me up so we can repeat what we did last night."

"You were the one who was all over Santa last night, don't blame me if I try to get the use out of the Santa suit before I have to give it back to the company."

He was referring to the Santa costume he came home wearing last night. Everyone at his hero agency had to dress up as Santa and do some charity work for a variety of different places such as churches and hospitals. He came straight home afterward and you put it to good use.

"Mm, I don't need Santa when I have you, I guess."

"Geez, aren't you romantic."

"Just let me put some clothes on and I will be right down."

You rolled off the bed and scampered off to your laundry basket to see if you could find some pajamas to clothe your naked body. Katsuki ripped his eyes away from your back, ripped his eyes away from the marks he gave you passionately. He climbed off of the bed and made his way back downstairs to the breakfast table but he passed [Son Name] in the kitchen putting bagels in a toaster.

"Dad, can I talk to you? Man to man."

"What's up, little man?"

"Last night... Last night I saw mommy and Santa kissing."

Katsuki tried to laugh it off as he pulled the orange juice from the fridge and placed it on the table, your son following him hot on his tail as he went.

"Santa only comes on Christmas."

"That's what I thought, but mom said Santa comes before Christmas sometimes to make sure our trees are working, like in 'The Grinch' but for real, and mommy would never lie to me."

"I'm sure it's not what it looked like, Alright? Your mother loves us both very much and she wouldn't do that to us."

It was exactly what it looked like but it wasn't Santa, it was himself in the Santa suit. Katsuki was grasping at straws, trying to explains this to his son and make it look innocent, trying to make you look good without exposing the secret.

"I know mommy wouldn't do that to us! What I really wanted to talk about was how Santa was really mean. He took her into her bedroom and said some really mean things. He yelled stuff at her like 'that's my pussy' and 'give me a baby'. If he wants a cat so bad can't the elves just give him one, I like our cat."

This progressively kept getting worse, and Katsuki was glad that you were still upstairs. Had you heard their conversation you surely would've killed Katsuki.

"Daddy, you need to stop Santa before he tries to steal our cat, I love Gigi! What if he tries taking [Daughter Name], he said he wanted a baby. Or worse, what if he tries stealing mommy from you. You-you need to beat him up when he comes tonight. You need to set Santa straight."

There were so many things Katsuki could've said or done to de-escalate this. He could kindly explain he was in a Santa suit for charity work. He could have lied and said he and you were arguing about getting another cat. He could have been honest and said you both were talking about having another child, but he didn't. [Son name] was begging him with forming tears in his eyes. He was crying out and calling him daddy. He was such a momma's boy, Katsuki hadn't had his son need or want him like this in such a long time. It felt nice, it felt good, so all Katsuki did was nod and agree with his son.

"They don't call me DynaMight for nothing. I'll blow him into next week. Santa won't think about stealing anyone of our family members ever again."

[Son Name] wrapped his arms around Katsuki and he smiled. He tightly grabbed his father, and let his tears fall into Katsuki's shirt as he mumbled out thank you's.

"I can't wait to see you beat up Santa."

In hindsight, Katsuki should've expected that one. How was he supposed to beat up Santa when he was Santa in the first place. Suddenly a horrible idea crossed Katsukis head. It is despicable, and mean. You would've frowned upon it and discouraged it. Once his son let go of him and walked off to sit at the breakfast table, Katsuki walked down the hall to make a phone call to his coworker.

"Key, Kaminari– What do you mean I only call you when I need something?! I'm a good friend you du– Look, do you still have your Santa suit? Come to my house tonight at eleven, in your suit. I promise it's for a good cause."

The clock was slowly ticking away. Every second chasing down the hour and Christmas Eve was well on it's way to becoming Christmas. Supper had finished up, Katsuki even cleared the table and helped you do the dishes. He had cooked, and it was a mutual unspoken agreement between you both that whoever cooked dinner did not have to clean it up after. He didn't even try to sprinkle you with water, he was just sweet and soft for the evening.

"Thanks, Katsuki, you're being so sweet today. Let me sleep in, made breakfast and you helped me clean? God, you're such a keeper."

You threw your drying towel onto the now cleared and clean counter before you made your way to the living room to find some Christmas movie on the tv that was age-appropriate for your children. Katsuki was being sweet, too sweet and it made you suspicious. He was pulling out all the cards and tricks he typically pulls out when you get angry that he'd forgotten something, or came home too late.

After you got settled down on the couch with [Son Name] nestled between your legs on the floor and [Daughter name] cuddling into your right side. Katsuki came over and sat a tray of hot cocoa on the coffee table in front of the couch. Katsuki took a seat at your left side and passed you a mug before wrapping his arm around you and pulling you close. You hummed while you sipped from the mug and carefully watched as Katsuki skimmed through the tv channels and put on 'Santa Claus', the one starring Tim Allen, for the kids and you.

He hated that movie. He claimed it was to overwatched. After being put on year after year he wanted a new Christmas movie.

"What did you do?"

"What do you mean?"

Katsuki was taken back by your words. He didn't do anything, at least not yet. He was planning to roast your best friend, but Denki didn't even know it was happening and the only one who could snitch was his son who didn't know it would be Denki.

"You let me sleep in, you made breakfast, you bathed the kids and uhm, me. You cooked and helped clean dinner, now you've brought me cocoa and now you're putting on a movie you hate. So, what did you do?"

To be fair, some of those things Katsuki had planned out into motion before he had even planned to blast Denki into next Tuesday.

"I just wanna cherish you. You're my wife, let me love you."

Katsuki pulled you even closer to his side, nearly making the cocoa in your hands tip over as he placed a tender kiss onto the tip of your head.

"You forgot to get me a present didn't you?"

Your eyes narrowed at Katsuki before he dipped his head own to your ear and whispered hotly.

"I did not forget, you're getting a great present tomorrow morning, and maybe I'll even give you one tonight."

"I'm watching you."

The minutes slid by as you watched the movie together as a family. Everyone once and awhile you give Katsuki a look out of the side of your eye, carefully inspecting him. Soon your son was nodding off at your legs and your daughter was sound asleep in your lap.

"Time for bed."

Your son jumped up, seemingly having excitement from out of nowhere. You carefully picked up your daughter and carried her in your arms as you stood up to carry her to bed. One down, one to go.

"Go brush your teeth and put on your pajamas for mommy, okay? I'll be right there to tuck you in."

Your words were rushed and whispered as to not wake your sleeping daughter, but your son frowned and grabbed Katsuki's hand.

"I want daddy to tuck me in tonight."

"Mm, you sure? I'd love to read you a bedtime story."

"I want dad."

You adjusted your daughter on your arms to help even out the weight as you stared down your son and husband.

"If you're both not in bed within half an hour I will take away a Christmas gift."

You walked off upstairs, still suspicious of the males in your family. No way did your son, the momma's boy, just reject your offer. Now you were positive Katsuki was up to something.

Katsuki waited until you were upstairs to text Denki. He was outside, waiting to make noise under the pretense that his son wanted to meet Santa. Denki could be heard outside, doing goodness knows what.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yeah! I bet it's Santa, are you gonna beat him up dad, are you gonna show him who's boss!?"

Katsuki rolled his sleeves up and looked back at the stairs, just to be sure you were upstairs and not watching them.

"You can bet your butt I am! Your dads the greatest, watch me go kick Santa's butt."

Katsuki marched to the front door and swung it open before making his way to Denki. He walked the way he did on patrol, the way he did when he was on TV, like a man on a mission, a man with a purpose.

"Ho-Ho-Ho!–"

"Ho-Ho-Ho yourself! Heard you wanted to break apart my family, Santa."

Katsuki aimed one of his blasts at Denki. It wasn't large enough to harm him, but it was large enough to hurt.

"Katsuki, what the fuck dude?"

"That was for being mean to my wife and trying to take away our cat."

Katsuki marched closer to Denki and kicked him in the leg, grinning as he heard Denki groan in pain.

"That was for swearing in front of my kid. If I can't do it, neither can you."

"I'm sorry, Jesus Christ."

Katsuki left Denki on the floor as he walked over to the front door and picked his son up. His son clutched on to him tightly, happy his father saved the family. Happy his father wouldn't let Santa take his cat or mother away.

"Thanks, Dad, you're my hero."

"Well, I am the best hero. I'd fight Santa for you any day, just don't tell your mom."

Even though Denki snitched to you the next day, even though you had watched the altercation through the window, you didn't say a word to Katsuki. You didn't reprimand him, or get upset that he hurt Denki. Instead, you watched fondly with a smile from the window. That was the father of your children, your hero, and the guy who held your heart. He was soft and sweet and held the bar for fathers high. He deserved a pass for this one.

[deathbydarkelves]

I decided to make playlists for Cathala and Tarinne plus explanations for why I chose each song because I entered one of those ADHD fugue states and if I didn't finish this task I would die

Anyway here are the two links (they're youtube playlists because I don't have spotify. I would obviously recommend using an adblocker if you're just gonna watch on youtube) and the explanations for each song are below the cut :) Each playlist is about an hour long.

For Tarinne’s:

1. Foggy Nights: I consider this her theme so putting it first as a sort of intro only makes sense.

2. Here’s a Health to the Company: I think this works as an example of her general disposition. She’s a people person, and always a fan of singing these sorts of songs in taverns, on ships, or what have you. It also kind of feels like a sendoff to soldiers, which I imagine symbolizes her joining the Sentinel Army and quickly thereafter fighting in the Third War.

3. Wartime Prayers: Somewhat self-explanatory, this is symbolizing her seeing war for the first time, but I also included it because the last line transitions SO WELL into the next song.

4. The Hollow: This song is an intro to an album I've never heard so I don't know the context, but I really love it because it sounds like someone praying to their deity and like I mean c'mon. Elune. Tarinne's praying to Elune to guide her through the war. Do I need to elabo-

5. Wave Walker: KILL DEATH MAIM AHAHAHAHA

6. Isil Elun’falo: Just a super rad fan-made night elf song that's basically "wow we sure do love Elune" said in twenty different ways for four and a half minutes. But it ROCKS and I LOVE it.

7. Chewing Cotton Wool: This song is about losing a loved one (I did have to check but yeah that's what it is) and I use it to symbolize Tarinne losing her mom during the war. The last line, which includes the song's title, I especially like. It's referring to how morticians (apparently) put cotton gauze in a corpse's throat and mouth to keep body fluids in and make the face look more natural. So there's a fun fact for you.

8. See U Soon (Song for Dad): Just a short lofi piece to rest a bit, and it was also chosen because the title's in reference to Tarinne growing closer to her dad after losing her mom. She still visits him at his leathers and furs shop in Stormwind fairly often, especially after dangerous adventures. She just wants to make sure he knows she's alright ;-;

9. No Lullaby: Right back into it with a song that I use to represent Tarinne's general feeling of not being able to go home because it's not there anymore. She's felt like this since the end of the Third War, but it's especially strong since the whole Teldrassil thing. But I like the ending, "who said you're on your own," because it contrasts the repeating of "alone" in the rest of the song. And it's kinda like "hey, listen, you're not the only one who feels like she can't go home." I mean that's probably how basically every single night elf feels right now skxnks

10. The Moss: This song juxtaposes classic fairy tales with scientific facts about the world and I love it to BITS. I'm using it here to represent both Tarinne's love for storytelling but also her sort of... part-time historian/archaeologist/conservator career.

11. Rasputin: I just associate this song with her for some reason and this was the best place to put it.

12. Electric Feel: Moving on to focus more on Tarinne's relationship with Cathala now. This is an extremely great and somewhat 😏 song that I also included because the electricity theme is appropriate because Cathala has lightning powers and y'know it's from Tarinne's perspective or whatever.

13. Bedroom Hymns: You know why this is here.

14. Movement: I can't talk about love songs without talking about Hozier, okay. This is just a nice, slower song to relax a bit with.

15. Never Let Me Go: I have an entire goddamn music video in my head with Cathala and Tarinne for this song and it’s very dramatic and emotional and I had to include this song or I’d die. Basically just listen to near the end of this song when she's repeating the title over and over, and imagine the two of them seeing each other at opposite ends of a battlefield after the dust settles and they rush towards each other and fall to their knees holding on as tightly as they can because they got separated early on and each thought the other was dead. Then you'll know how I feel when I listen to this song.

16. Nothing That Has Happened So Far Has Been Anything We Could Control: First of all I love the title, and second of all there's a big section in the middle (1:49 to 2:47) that I like to interpret as the two of them grappling with the fact that they're not really quite sure who or what they're fighting for anymore. Their people, yeah, but there's so many alliances and semi-permanent enemies and only-on-every-other-thursday-enemies all intertwined and the world is just so very confusing and they're trying to make the best of it. Elf school didn’t include international, interracial politics in its curriculum. It did however include how to properly plant trees, and AP calculus (this is a joke).

17. In Dreams: I like to imagine this song is something the two of them would say to each other, as a way of saying “even when everything we know is gone, even when the world ends, I will still be by your side. And if I’m not, don’t fear, for I will find you.” It makes a nice note to end on :)

For Cathala’s:

1. muse: Just a nice lofi intro to get us into things :) I don't see this song as her theme, like I do with Tarinne and the first song in her playlist, but I like it quite a bit. I don't actually really have a theme for Cathala yet, I'm currently going with a version of Way of the Monk from WoW's OST but I'm still looking for something better.

2. Frogs Singing: I included this because it's about just appreciating nature, which works because night elf and also mindfulness and meditation is a whole thing.

3. Tongues: This is a song about feeling distant from your peers which is like Cathala's whole existence! She's this weird mix of two cultures and ultimately she feels out of place regardless of where she is or who she's with. Also the theme with not understanding what people are saying works because the poor woman had to learn Pandaren from scratch and that shit ain't easy. I think blizz said somewhere probably that Common is just a language that EVERYONE knows inherently because Video Game but that's bullshit in my opinion. I'll allow spells that let you understand foreign languages to an extent (Comprehend Languages from D&D lets you understand the LITERAL meaning only, which I like), but every culture and species in the universe knowing Common is silly if you think about it for more than two seconds.

4. Kung Fu Fighting: I'm legally required to include this song. Also I prefer the Kung Fu Panda version, I'm sorry.

5. Harder Better Faster Stronger: I vicariously experience having a great work ethic through Cathala and that's why this song is here because she has 999 Determination and does Too Many push-ups every day or something idk. I was gonna say "every morning" but I have a headcanon that elves only need to sleep every couple of days (sort of a nod to "elves don't need to sleep at all" from D&D, and to explain why NIGHT elves are active at all hours of the day) so that doesn't work.

6. What's Up Danger: This song is Cathala's whole Vibe. Almost zero threat assessment skills in this woman's brain. If it can be punched, she will punch it.

7. Eye for an Eye: Fairly self-explanatory, it's a song about wanting revenge so... yeah. Checked that box. It was this or The Vengeful One by Disturbed but ultimately The Vengeful One's religious symbolism probably makes it fit better as a Tyrande theme lol ("I'm the hand of god, I'm the dark messiah." Did you mean: the Night Warrior)

8. Survivor: Cathala's survived a lot of shit and this could kinda be her making fun of herself for it because "Gods, man! Don't I deserve a break!"

9. Ashes: Really the reason I include this song is the last chunk (2:42 to the end) because holy shit. Listen, if I was gonna include a song with fire motifs, it was gonna be a somber one like this.

10. Into the West: This can kinda represent Cathala just trying to fucking breathe and recover from Teldrassil. Also works because I dunno it has stuff to do with the elves in LotR, I haven't seen those movies in a while. It sounds nice and is melancholy so I included it.

11. Like Real People Do: Cathala loves Tarinne a lot you guys have I ever menti-

12. Into the Wild: Tarinne changed Cathala's world for the better and she's super fucking grateful she has her by her side. Kinda goes without saying but you know.

13. Chasing the Moon: I have a vague music video in my head for this of them falling in love and it's very cute so there's that. Also it's in this specific spot because hey she may be deeply traumatized but she's still got a fair number of things/people in her life that make her happy so :)

14. Follow My Girl: I've got a theme going in my head that while Tarinne is fairly certain of her place in the world, Cathala is still trying to find hers. She outlived all her connections on Pandaria because Elf Lifespans(tm) and the only members of her family still alive are distant relatives she never knew very well.

15. Wish That You Were Here: This works both to represent Cathala on Pandaria feeling super homesick, and for more recently after Teldrassil. Either way, it's a message to her parents and sister.

16. Mr. Fear: She does her damnedest to hide it but she's absolutely terrified something like Teldrassil's gonna happen again! That fear drives her to do everything in her power to protect who and what she can. As long as they're not Forsaken, cause she's still got her biases, that compassion even extends across faction lines. She never really got the whole Alliance/Horde thing anyway. Innocent people shouldn't have to die, regardless of who or what they are.

17. Ordinary Day: Not to get super out there but I think this song works as symbolizing Cathala really trying to hold on to her faith in Elune, but ultimately feeling pretty abandoned. I mean she can clearly see Elune's influence everywhere. But Elune sure ain't doing Cathala any favors as far as she can tell! It also ends the whole playlist on maybe a bit of an uncertain/open-ended note, because this "losing faith" aspect is a new thing with her and will definitely be something she continues to struggle with for a while. On a related note, I should say Tarinne is still very much devout but she gets what Cathala's feeling and doesn't force anything on her, and vice versa. And Cathala wouldn't become atheist, the night elves aren't monotheistic and she still worships all the other deities, it's just specifically Elune she's a little :/ on.

[rogue-durin-16]

MATCHUPS FOR:

@marvelieber-rdjr01

Hi! I would like a ship, I’m a female and straight. I’m like Bilbo, I’m that much alike him that you wouldn’t believe it xd. I enjoy playing sports (even tho I can be a little clumsy) and all nature-related. I love movies, animals,... I can be a coward, but I’m always down for anything. I’m Ravenclaw, Leo and idk which color I identify with, but my fave is orange. Oh, I’m short, brown straight hair, I sometimes wear glasses

For LOTR I ship you with:

Aragorn/"Strider"

Ship dynamic:

Teacher x Student

Quote:

«Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for. What do I stand for? what do I stand for? Most nights, I don't know anymore.»

~'Some Nights' by Fun

For this I'm not technically ignoring your description, but since it's a mess I'm throwing things about you to complete it.

You like older guys, so let's start with the fact that Aragorn is —if I'm not mistaken— eighty seven years old during LOTR.

He also possesses vast knowledge of almost every topic you can come up with; you two could have very profound philosophical conversations and/or share curiosities with each other. Either ways you would pretty much love it.

Due to the fact that he was raised in Rivendell, he knows a lot about Elvish medicine, language and magic, something you would most likely enjoy learning, and even more if it was Aragorn the one teaching you.

Elves are also very attached nature, which makes Aragorn and you have similar hobbies and passions.

You would be 100% comfortable opening up to him, he's very emotionally intelligent and empathetic —is he a Pisces?

Do I need to say he's a gentleman? And loyal too. Also I'm not getting into the sexual stuff but you know, you'd be a great match in bed ;).

Yes, you're clumpsy, but that doesn't mean Aragorn wouldn't teach you how to properly fight, with sword, bow and arrow—you might need your glasses— and hand-to-hand combat. He would even make you a timetable so you both can do this things regularly as well as spend time with each other, something he would cherish.

You two would travel a lot through Middle Earth, sometimes with an actual purpose, and other times because he wants to show you places.

After he becomes king you'd probably have to stay in Minas Tirith —which by the way has a Big Ass Library that your Ravenclaw ass would love—but he'd definitely find time for you to escape your duties —I just realized you'd be queen lmao, he would definitely turn to you for advice— and go visit Rivendell, The Shire and Rohan.

For The Hobbit I ship you with:

Thorin Oakenshield

Ship dynamic:

Dumb Damsel In Distress/Clumpsy Knight In Shining Armor

Quote:

«I was just a kid who grew up strong enough to pick this armor up and suddenly it fit. God, that was so long ago, long ago, long ago...»

~'Eight' by Sleeping At Last

Girl, you knew what was coming. We both knew.

I'm not getting too much into this because we already know how it works.

First off, you're also physically alike to Bilbo so you're definitely Thorin's type.

Your dynamic would be Dumb Damsel In Distress/Clumpsy Knight In Shining Armor — guess who is who—, but that doesn't mean he's not the protective one; he would go feral if something happened to you. To him your a baby that must be protected at all costs.

Your clumpsiness would 100% sure annoy Thorin because what the hell can you put it together already? Because he's tired of having to stop you for tripping, falling, getting caught in the crossfire, etc. He ends up low-key enjoying it just because he likes feeling like you need his protection and he has a excuse to get extra close to you.

The fact that you're up to anything AND a Ravenclaw means two things; 1. that you would most likely follow him into whatever his prideful, stubborn ass gets into —complaining and warning him?yes but still doing it—, and 2. You're most likely to get him out of that awful situation with your cleverness and quick thinking, things that he lacks of, frankly.

You're a Leo which implies that you're dramatic and sensitive, now, Thorin is a Sag which means he's dramatic and edgy, again the best pairing. He would teach you to toughen up and you will help him open up emotionally.

Thorin is not one to let his walls down, he has gone through a lot and now has a name to live up to, but he eventually lets you in because you're just that special, strong enough to crack down his armor.

He would turn to you whenever he doesn't know what to do and is in need of advice. You're the voice of reason, and even though at first he doesn't really listen, he ends up realizing that most of the time you're right. It will probably take a battle of five armies at his front door for him to do so, but still.

Bonus, you're actually a queen here too, damn girl.

[spxllcxstxr]

⛵ Congrats on hitting 100!!! I'm actually surprised you didn't hit it earlier. I'm a fan of your writing and I can't wait to see your future works!!!

I would like a ship with a girl, in whatever era because I'm can't decide for the life of me. My pronouns are she/they. And all I'm gonna say is that I'm short. 4'11 to be exact

I prefer being indoors rather than going out and socialize. I also prefer talking online rather than in real life. Every single person I've met say that I'm intimidating, but then became the most talkative one. I'm also the therapist friend and I love giving advices but I hate listening to other people's advices. I guess you could say that I'm a perfectionist and I'm a bit too hard on myself.

I love reading books, mostly fantasy ones also movies under like magick and fantasy is also top tier for me. I also love psychology and watching true crime shows. I absolutely despise Math. My friends also often tell me I'm a "Jack of all trades, Master of none" I also love cooking and baking. I sleep alot as well. Oh! I also love stargazing. I prefer men's clothing rather than women's too

I don't really know what my House is because it changes so much. I've taken the test thrice because of my trust issues and I've gotten Slytherin first, then Hufflepuff then Ravenclaw. I have a hellhound as a patronus and my wand is made of english oak wood with a phoenix feather core, 12 ¾" and slightly springy flexibility. And my top 3 spells are Petrificus Totalus, Lumos/Nox and Crucio

I hope this wasn't too long! Thank you in advance and Congratulations again!!!

Anon, you are so sweet, I love you very much. Thank you ❤️🥺Also, I totally feel not being able to pick an era, everyone is so damn attractive— Ship is under the cut ❤️❤️

I ship you with: Lily Evans

Lily thinks you’re absolutely adorable and is infatuated with you

Now, I picture Lily maybe about a little less than a foot taller than you

She absolutely loves your height

Lily loves giving you her clothes, especially her jumpers, and watching them consume your entire being

She honestly can’t resist you

You could just be sitting staring off into space with one of her white jumpers on, and she’ll just pull you into her arms

“Darling, you look absolutely gorgeous wearing my clothes!”

She also loves that you’re the perfect height for her to just rest her head on top of yours while hugging you

Lily loves just looking down and giving you forehead kisses

OH

You know when someone runs and jumps into someone’s arms and they pick them up and twirl them around and kiss?

That

But with you and Lily

You’ll be running out of class and in the middle of the corridor or the courtyard you’ll just do that

You’ll both squeal in delight and laugh when she puts you down

Hope you don’t mind that Lily is big in kissing

It’s ok if you don’t like PDA

She can do it more privately

But like I said she just loves kissing every inch of you

Lily totally understands that you like staying indoors

She loves staying just inside the castle, maybe going on walks through the corridors or sneaking into the kitchens

Dates in the dorm!!!

Just maybe putting on some soft music

A good book

Maybe it’s raining and you listen to the raindrops on the window

Cuddling near the fire in the common room

Cuddling in your beds

Little “I love you”s coming underneath mountains of blankets

You two never get bored

There’s endless fun in a magical castle

As much as she knows you love giving advice

She always makes sure that you’re ok

That nothings getting to you, if that makes sense

She’s always here to listen to you, she knows all about the stresses that come with being the therapist friend

Lily is such a joyful presence

When you’re being too hard on yourself she knows just the thing to help

She can go from let’s go have some fun to let’s just sit and enjoy each other’s company in a heartbeat

Communication is key

She will never pressure you to do anything

She loves you too much

LILY LOVES READING

You guys start a little book club

Sometimes you’ll read out loud to each other

BOOK DISCUSSIONS

BOOK RANTS

Lily loves how passionate you get about reading

She loves how lost you get in the plot and the realm

Cute meetups in the library

In the corner so she can sneak little kisses while the two of you read

There’s gotta be wizard true crime, right?

That’s gotta be fun

Lily would be so into that

Just hearing you piece together a case

And ramble on about a killers motive

She has no clue why it’s so fascinating to her

(It might be because you’re so interested in it and she loves hearing you talk)

“And then what happened, darling?”

Don’t worry about math

Lily knows math

Lily is oddly great at math and no one really knows why

So don’t worry about like taxes

Lily would love to cook and bake things with you

She’ll take you down to the kitchens

And ask the house-elves to give you recipes and ingredients

And you’ll just spend the day making whatever you want

You might have a flour fight

No

You’ll totally have a flour fight

You like sleeping?

Well it’s a good thing Lily loves it when you use her as a pillow

You can fall asleep on her in any position and she’ll just run her hands through your hair or just rub her thumb over your cheek

She’ll hum

Forehead kissing of course even while you’re asleep

She’ll take naps with you too

“You’re so cute when you’re sleepy, love.”

Show Lily the stars

Please show her the starts and point them out

“It’s so pretty” you’ll tell her, looking up at the sky

“Yeah.” She’ll respond, looking at you, however, not the stars up above. “It is.”

Cheesy, I know

But she’s so in love with you

She’ll call you her star

“My star, you look so bright today”

Lily will adore shopping with you

She totally gets why you prefer masculine clothing

Please let her pick out some outfits

You can pick out some for her too

Make it like a little date

Also, a hellhound as your Patronus. That’s so cool

Lily is totally jealous of your hellhound

The memory she uses to conjure up her Patronus is the one where the two of you built a blanket fort in the dorm room

And you brought snacks up from the kitchens

And just laid there

Talking about everything and nothing

She looked into your eyes and saw a future together

(The celebration is over by the way) :)

[doctorwhoformybestie]

11 x reader

°A very special holiday°

A story in which the Doctor wants to make a very special day just for you

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It was just another not normal day in the Tardis. You both just finished running away from a very crazy Marilyn Monroe that you accidently ran into at one of Frank Sinatra's famous parties. She was chasing the Doctor around trying to convince him that they were certainly and most definitely married. 

He quickly stood from his chair and walked over to yours. 

Once safely inside the Tardis you and the doctor both fell onto the command chairs by the console. 

"Doctor you did not tell me that you knew Marilyn Monroe!"

He just laughed and smiled, "Well you weren't supposed to find out like that!" He sat there and started laughing. Which made you laugh even more. Which just resulted in a gigantic laughing fit. Once the laughing died down, you decided that it was time for a quick nap. 

"Well Doctor, I must say you keep me on my toes. But right now I'm exhausted from running away from famous people." 

"Well my good lady I bid you a good night." He smiled and outstretched his hand for you to grab and lift yourself up to your feet. He smiled and sorta awkwardly waved goodnight as you walked to the corridor your room was on. 

When you reached your bed you fell on top of it and fell asleep with a smile on your face. 

The Doctor on the other hand had a gigantic smile and was laughing and dancing around the Tardis console singing fly me to the moon when an idea sparked in his head. He's been making you run around with him for continuous days. Why not make a special day for you? Including all of your favorite things. 

First he had to make a stop at a 21st grocery store. Now of course he would have loved to do this with you but this was a special surprise for you and he had to make it as extravagant as possible. 

He parked the Tardis in the parking lot and started his journey for operation special day. Now he couldn't think of a better name so he just went with that till something better would come around in that big brain of his.

"Walmart" he said in a curious tone. "Walmarty. Walmat. Wallmot." He tried pronouncing it in different tones til he found his favorite fake accent, Texan. He quickly had another idea and ran back inside the Tardis and grabbed his Stetson and wore it inside the store. 

Now he thought he was ready to move onto the next location. But that was until he saw matching pjs that had tiny elves on them. Now the Doctor knew you hated cringy things like that because he's tried it before. Once at a halloween party he tried to make you both go as a werewolf and a vampire (who was supposed to be who? Only he knew) but you REFUSED to that for many reasons. Many of which the Doctor did not understand at all. But he grabbed them anyways just in case you were feeling a little bit generous in wearing them someday. 

Now usually when the Doctor goes to places like this he has his companion come with him. But he had to do this alone and quickly because you would not sleep for long. At least not as long as the normal human being.

When he walked in he was very curious at all the displays around the store, movies for only $5, a tub of flip-flops, every checkout aisle containing gum and other fun candies and his most favorite section was the giant tall box containing all different sorts of balls. Let's say he may have spent a few minutes taking one out and trying to toss it back in.  

Thankfully he decided to travel at night so there weren't too many people there, but a few strange faces did show up. But he decided just to smile and continue walking, these people looked quite normal, other than that one man wearing a chicken onesie, which may or may not resulted in him asking the man where he got it he wrote it down so he could get one in the future. 

Finally the Doctor decided to get the items he came for instead of exploring the wonders of the modern day store. 

He first went over to the small section of Christmas decorations, he somehow managed to travel to the summertime and not winter, but it worked all out for him. He grabbed 10 enormous boxes of white Christmas lights, stacking them all in his arms. 

He started walking to another section of the store, but then he fell. Yes the famous Doctor fell, because his laces became untied. Y/N always said that it would happen, but thankfully she wasn't here to see it play out. It resulted in boxes becoming smushed because he landed on top of them. 

The Doctor jumped up and started patting his face and his body, making sure that none of his bones were broken. When he finally had himself settled down, he saw a cart shoved into an aisle. He quickly and nonchalantly grabbed the cart and rapidly placed all the boxes of lights into it. 

When he reached his next destination, he had a tough decision to make. Fluffy socks, or fluffy blankets. "What the heck" he said as he grabbed two pairs of socks and two blankets. 

Now he continued on to the next section. Finding the most perfect hot chocolate for you was a must. It was the most make or break situation he had in the past two minutes. So many different brands, so many different flavors. After looking at all the packages he went with the most prettiest packages and decided to get 3 different flavors, just in case you didn't like one of them. 

"Oh no. I don't have mugs" he said this very quietly under his breath while tapping his chin. So he ran with the cart all the way over to the coffee mug section. He grabbed two simple blue mugs (to match the whole aesthetic going on in his spaceship) 

Then he remembered he had to grab some milk and cookies and then some candy to go along with it all. 

But of course as the Doctor does he forgot to grab candy until he was in the checkout lane. So he had to grab what was left, m&m's and skittles two of the most iconic round candies in America. 

When he was putting all his items on the checkout platform the lady gave him a very strange look. She was quite confused on why this man was buying all this stuff in the middle of June. All these items were used in the winter and here was this strange man buying it all in the summer. 

"Got big plans?" The lady asked as she scanned all the items and bagged them.

"Well you see, my friend has been working ever so hard. And I thought. Well why don't we have a celebration!" He laughed as he finished the sentence. The lady just stared at him and continued to scan the items. She now thought this man was out of his mind.

Once he paid for all the supplies he rode the cart out to the Tardis. When he got to the Tardis he placed all the bags inside as quietly as he possibly could, trying not to wake you with one sound. When he finished with all the bags he decided to travel up to the stars just to have an amazing view from the window. 

When you woke up you smelled something baking in the air. Something that you haven't smelled in a long time. You decided to jump up and run to the control room, thoughts running through your head on why the Doctor would be baking at this early of an hour. 

When you were getting closer to the control room you could hear music playing. What was going on? Before you walked into the room you called the Doctor. 

"Doctor what in the world are you…" you stopped mid sentence when you walked into the room. Your face filled with joy as you saw what was around you. 

Christmas lights were strung all around the Tardis, circling you making you feel warm. There was a couch facing the door(that the Doctor moved from the library) with fuzzy blankets thrown on to it. There were mugs and a tall black jug next to them. 

And then there was the Doctor. Sitting down on the ground using his screwdriver to fix a few strands of lights. But yet he was also trying to fix a box of some sort, almost like a radio. Once he finished the light he threw them onto the console. He then put the radio on the ground and jumped up. 

"Oh my goodness you scared me!" He yelled. "You're supposed to be asleep!"

"And you're supposed to be not doing whatever this is?" He smiled and grabbed your hands. 

"Oh but I thought that sense. Oh I don't know. That you've missed Christmas I would bring it to you!" He sounded delighted and was truly excited. 

"Doctor when did I tell you that?" 

He just smiled, and continued on with his mysterious ways of knowing things. 

He showed you everything. From the fuzzy socks to the beautiful Christmas lights. He did not show you the "cringy" pj's because he was quite honestly scared of your opinion on them

Once he showed you around at all the things he did he led you to the couch. 

"Here these are for you" he said, handing you a pair of fuzzy socks. Your face lit up with amazement at how well he knew you. He then proceeded to hand you a fuzzy blanket. Then an alarm went off, "My cookies!" He yelled as he ran down the hallway to the kitchen. He came back about 5 mins later with a plate full of warm baked chocolate chip cookies.

He handed you the plate as he walked over to where he put the warm milk and hot chocolate packets.

"Now I got 3 different packs. So if you don't like any of them you will just have to settle with one of them" 

He showed you the different kinds, dark chocolate, peppermint and milk chocolate. 

"Peppermint please" you replied. 

He smiled and poured out the warm milk and made two hot chocolates. He then proceded to grab his sonic and aim it at the radio box. It started playing White Christmas. He walked over to the couch and sat down. You placed the cookies in your lap and grabbed your mug from the Doctor. He snapped his fingers at the door and it opened to a planet filled with snow. It was thankfully very warm inside the Tardis but every once in a while you could feel a cool breeze flow in. 

The Doctor reached out of his coat pocket and grabbed the candies that were half way melted. 

"Sorry about them being melted" he gave a half grin and handed you a somewhat melted bag of m&m's. You smiled and just laughed placing them in your lap. The Doctor slowly put his arm around you, being a bit nervous as he always is when showing any signs of affection. You placed your head on his shoulder as you both looked out into the cold planet, snuggling underneath the fuzzy blankets. 

"Doctor?" 

"Yes y/n?" 

"Thank you for the best Christmas ever" 

He just smiled and took hold of your hand. 

"Anything for Miss l/n" he smiled and dreamed of how he wished every day could be like that day. 

[minyoonkeeks]

Pairing:Jin x Reader

Word Count: 4k

Summary: It was one thing to love him in secret, but when you think he might like you back it changes everything. (90% Fluff, 7% Angst, 3% I don't know what this is)

Warnings: None really, there is 1 mention of throwing up for like a second and a few mentioning anxiety but nothing serious

A/N: This is the first fic I've ever decided to write. I hope it resembles him a bit, but it was fun writing. I don't know if I'll continue either, I just hope I did Jin some justice (:

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Becoming his friend always felt natural, kind of like mac meeting its cheese, or peanut butter finding its jelly. He was sweet, funny, goofy Seokjin. 2 years younger, but no one could ever tell the difference. He was smart, where it counted. He hated bugs, was extra competitive, and loved marvel as much as you. That made your friendship fun. You would chill in his apartment, play endless games of super smash, and compare recipes whenever you found something new you'd want to try. Because you came from different social groups, it seemed odd at first to your friends. They laughed when they couldn't picture it being real.

"No way _____! Do both of you just have pout monologues? Because I would hate to be in the middle of that blab fest!" Hobi joked as he pictures both of you endlessly going off on each other. You both have certain quirks and apparently over talking was one of them. The more you guys interacted when you were all together, the more your friends didn't believe it.

It wasn't until the first time you had all gone to the movies together as a group. Seokjin sat next to you and you could have sworn all the girls gave the biggest groan, making you turn beet red and Seokjin laugh awkwardly. But once all of your friends realised that's exactly what it was, a friendship, they were quick to stand up for it, because there wasn't anything more. Even when your girlfriends started noticing him.

Sometimes, a lot of times, being his friend was hard. He was a 10 everywhere he'd go, regardless of how nerdy he came off when he spoke. When he wore his dumb round glasses around his beautiful face girls would swoon saying that he looked like a lawyer. Sure, he'd never win with his dumb logic, you thought.

When he would have to attend a fancy dinner in slacks and the same blue button up with white stripes on the sleeve citing that it made him look longer even though you swore he was a whole nother you taller. "Look, you just have to go with me, no one else is fun, and they won't bug me if you go instead." He would insist, telling you his parents didn't mind if it was you going instead of another date. That would sting, you were never the date.

When he'd sit and play guitar to pass the time between picking you up from work and your coworkers would stare out the window and wonder when he would notice them. "How do you even function with him, ______? You clearly have the worst taste in guys if you don't find him attractive" one of them would say. 

"Yeah, sure, if you think gumby limbs are attractive." You'd scoff back, even though deep down you knew he was. Those were the most annoying times. Being Kim Seokjin's friend was definitely not easy.

"Hey, hurry up, we'll miss the next screening of Thor and I don't want to miss the credits!" Jin yelled from the lobby, making everyone turn and glare at how loud he was being, at least until they saw his face and proceeded to gawk at him.

"I know, I know, nerd. I don't get how you can watch this for the 5th time in theaters. Like you have a huge TV at home, why rewatch it here?" You quipped grabbing the popcorn from the attendant who just glared at you for calling Jin something other than Worldwide Handsome.

"I already told you, there's nothing like rewatching it with people who get it. And you know you get it or else you wouldn't have come with me anyway" he teased, making that pout that makes your heart flutter a little too much.

Those were most days with Seokjin and sometimes you couldn't take the stares from everyone. The ones that said "Hey why is that short girl hanging out with Jin all the time? He looks like he's babysitting." "Isn't it her though? She's the delusional one, he's way too good to cut her off though, I bet it's pity." You would overhear. You get it. It wasn't ideal for some tall, gorgeous albeit weird man to be hanging out with you of all people, but Jin didn't care because you were friends... friends. That's it.

And yeah, it hurt sometimes, seeing him go on dates, or staying at his apartment when he would tell you to wait for him, even though he was out with a girl 10 times prettier, he always came back alone. Always came back to you.

You had become a confidante for him. Someone who knew a little more, but didn't judge no matter what he did. You were the cool friend, the one everyone could depend on to be there, the one everyone joked to Jin about when they'd tell him to go look after his noona, and you, being as awkward as you were, always played it off when you'd see the pink hue in his cheeks. It never crossed your mind to think any different of him until your regular movie night Wednesday. 

You were binging Lord of the Rings on his couch, in your cookie monster pajamas left over from last time while you sat next to Jin, tired from working all day.

"I guess an office job can wear you out." He chuckled.

"Definitely in more ways than one. My brain can only take so much annoyance from everyone. I just need Aragorn to murder a few orcs and it'll make me feel 10 times better." You said yawning, while Jin just stared at the TV hands on his knees. He seemed out of it for some reason, but your day being as long as it had you didn't want to pry. Sometimes Jin liked silence, and this was definitely one of those times. 

As you watched the elves on screen, bow and arrow shooting towards the dark, you started dozing off on a pillow placed near his lap. You could feel his fingertips rubbing your scalp the way you had mentioned your mom did when you had a hard time sleeping. You could hear him humming a song, your favorite, especially because he had written it for your birthday last year. Things like this made you wish sometimes that people wouldn't joke the way they do. That it wasn't weird for you to be friends, because Jin got you. He knew you were quiet some days, and extra loud others. He knew when you just needed someone to lean on, and you hoped that's what you were to him.

And there in the quiet, as you were almost asleep, you heard him. Three simple words.

"I love you."

It felt surreal and incredibly intimate. But even though you wanted to look up and tell him you loved him too, you froze. Eyes shut, breathing heavy, and panic setting in. You didn't know what to do. You can't tell if he just meant it as a friend. And if he did then you'd lose him, the one person to make you feel like you belong when you really didn't. He kept stroking your head and you told yourself it wasn't a big deal, that you would pretend to sleep, until sleep became real, and in the morning you'd leave just as friends, how it's always been.

When you wake up, you feel really uncomfortable, not being able to get anything out of your head. Over thinking as always, and if this was any other situation, Jin would be the first person you'd tell. But that obviously wasn't possible, so you got up and grabbed you things, said an awkward goodbye and left him cooking pancakes for the both of you.

"Are you sure you don't want any?" He yelled as you were already opening the door to get out of his apartment.

"No it's fine. I forgot I had a meeting to get to and I have to go change and get ready. I'll text you later." You yelled back, trying to sound casual, and not like you were on the verge of throwing up from the anxiety.

You texted him that night and told him you needed to focus on work, that you'd have to go to a few meetings after and you wouldn't be able to meet up. His demeanor never changed, it was always silly Seokjin, always calm,cool, And sweet Seokjin.

JIN: Hey, no worries you're fine. I have to go to a few dinners too, but since you'll be in meetings I'll have to take Hobi or Tae, they're the only ones that like these events anyway.

YOU: Thanks, you should take that girl that you took last time though or you'll end up old and alone. :P

JIN: Maybe, not sure. I'll text you later though, bye!

It was fine right? You would be fine. And he would go out and be his normal charming cool guy self. Just like always. You just needed a moment to get back into the friend zone. And although you'd just lay in bed and lie to him about where you were, you knew eventually you'd have to see him. 

So the day came, well, he more so showed up at your apartment at two am and you couldn't really avoid him. When you opened the door, you don't look up, even though he towers over you. 

"____ what's wrong?"

You can hear the hurt in his voice as he says your name, and yet, you know that if you look up he'll see right through you. So you stare at his feet.

"Nothing just tired from work. What's going on?" You mumble, trying to keep your composure as you look up as him for the first time. He sighs and looks away, scratching the back of his head, trying to figure out what to say next.

"What did I do? Are you mad? I just, I don't know why you're avoiding me, and you tell me everything. So I can't fix it if I don't know what's wrong." He tells you quietly, as if he was reassuring himself to you. That your friendship meant more than just a few races of Mario Kart or a permanent plus one that he didn't have to explain more than just, "yeah, she's a friend." And everyone would just get it, no questions asked. 

But suddenly you were in his arms, and you can smell the fresh cotton scent you've become so used to. You can feel his warmth when he presses into you and you can hear his heartbeat pounding into your ears. 

It wasn't like you didn't miss him, you did, too much for a friend though. And how were you going to break it to him. That you, the one who's supposed to be the cool noona, who doesn't mind just being friends, was in too deep? How could you tell him so he just gives you time to be his friend again? Because losing him would be way worse than anything else thrown at you.

You squeeze your eyes shut as you wrap your arms around his torso in response to his sudden hug. It was second nature to do so, but this time it just felt like it was the last time and you wanted to hold on as long as possible. He brushed your hair with his fingers, and swayed side to side because he knew that made you smile. You took a deep breath, not realizing you had been holding it in since he had first leaned against you.

"It's ok, _______, hey I'm fine, you're fine, nothing's wrong. I know you need space sometimes, but I can't have you lying to me about where you are when we tell each other everything. I didn't mean to scare you. Hey, it's ok don't worry." He pats your head and holds you close realizing for the first time that you're crying. You clear your throat and back away from him wiping away your tears with your sweater paws, trying to regain a little sanity.

"I wasn't lying, I'm just ... tired." You tell him sounding coarse, more tired than you knew. "Work is overwhelming and I just needed some time to myself. You know me, I..."

"No, you don't,not from me anyway. You don't and I know because I know you _____, like the back of my hand I know you." Jin said, sounding louder than he meant to. Taking a step back and breathing once before continuing, "But, I get it. I'm not sure why, but I get that you need space from me." He looks down and sighs, making your heart break a little more each time. He pinches the bridge of his nose and you know it's his form of keeping a level head. He does it when he's mad, or worse, when he doesn't want you to see him cry. 

He looks at you one more time and you can tell. He's tired, and his pleading look is something you thought you'd never be the cause of. But, what's worse? Leaving it here, or telling him the truth and watching him walk out, for real this time?

"Just... give me 2 more days. I just need 2 more days and I promise I'll come back. I just... I just need 2..." you stare at him, but with your own pleading look this time, you words soft and sad. For what, you don't know. Maybe the end, realizing, it might be the last time he visits you?

"Ok, ok _______. 2 days, but when you come back to me I want to know. I really do, whatever you give me. I'll accept it, just like you do to me. No judgement, no worries. But please, 2 days, come back." He grabs your hand and rubs along your wrist, a sign of affection he was used to giving you as he goes in for one more hug. This time he holds you a little tighter, maybe even a little longer, before he clears his throat, takes a deep breath and turns to walk to his car.

You stare at him going down the sidewalk and breathe, 2, 3. He's almost gone ______, and then you really need to get your shit together before you really lose him, you chide yourself silently.

Jin turns and waves, nodding once for goodbye while he smiles softly. His cheeks puff a little in the lamplight and you can see a glare. There was no way he was crying was there? You'd only seen him do it once when you dared him to eat your grandma's salsa that had a little too much jalapeño causing him to cry out in pain. The confused look you had, made him stop for a second before getting into his car and leaving towards his home.

Lying in bed, you kept twisting and turning, feeling way too hot to sleep and nothing could fix it. You walk to the kitchen and pull out some food, but it just gives you nausea thinking about what just happened so you settle for the milk and cereal.

Why'd you have to be so suspicious looking? Like you did something you weren't proud of? I mean, being in love with your best friend isn't a crime, it's just, not common, especially between you two. You went over the scenario in your head again, thinking about what you should have done differently so you wouldn't have to tell him the truth. You look at the cereal and look at the almost empty carton of milk before you grab a bowl and throw everything in trying to stuff your face and forget. 

2 days, 2 days, to figure out how to tell Jin that you love him in a way that isn't the same anymore. And it's all his fault, his, and stupid Lord of the Rings, that you promised to never watch again if this didn't fix itself.

To say that you were productive in trying to figure out the best way to tell your best friend that you were in love with him was a complete over exaggeration. You lied in bed, eating snickers, listening to old Taylor Swift songs- that you hated, but Jin thought were cute, and cried into your pillow like a maniac. There were moments of clarity sure, where you'd write, or at least begin to write, Jin a letter of things you wanted to tell him. Maybe give him a pros and cons list of being your friend still, but you always came up short, Both literally and figuratively. It was frustrating because at the end of the day, Jin had everything. He had his best group of friends, he had girls fawning over him, he had a stable family, a bougie apartment, and a great job. All you offered were some really intense matches of Capcom VS Marvel, and we all know, Jungkook would be a much better opponent. But here you were, trying to figure out where you went wrong, why you had to take his confession in any other way than platonically, and therefore ruin your friendship.

Day 2 came by after a sleepless night. You called Jin and told him as cool as you could that you'd be at his house no later than 8, and to be ready with Captain America Winter Soldier because it was the best and he couldn't change your mind.

"Yes, I get it. Bucky is your dude, no need to rub it in. Don't forget though" his voice getting softer, "I miss you so hurry up"

"Yes I know, you can't live without me and life is unbearable because you have no one warm to cuddle to. Although, I should definitely charge for being your own personal teddy bear." You laugh, as calmly as you can, nerves on the other end running towards you throat to make you sound cringier than normal. 

7 o'clock came and you got ready. Jeans and Jins sweatshirt, not that he would care. Most of them ended up in your house and consequently on you because you liked that his long arms made the perfect sweater paws. You put your hair up in a bun and you told yourself once more through the mirror, "Hey, it isn't the end, everything goes, and if he does too, you'll survive". You nodded to yourself and put the best fake smile you could as you walk towards your car and get in, driving to your version of the end of the world.

Jin opens the door and his eyes light up in the best possible way. You always admired that about him, his true emotions always on his sleeve, and today, you hoped that his eyes would stay like this even after your confession. 

"You gonna let me in or do I have to shove my way through?" You smile as best you can, telling yourself, only a few more minutes until it's all over, just breathe, you'll be ok.

"Nah, you can fight me first!" he teased and went in for a hug. You inhaled his scent like it was the only oxygen you could ever need in life. It was odd, he didn't let go, and although you hated the thought of doing it first, you knew you had to, so you rubbed his back a second went in for the kill, tickling him in his ribs when he least expected it.

"Really!? Wait, no stop! STOP IT YOU WIN!!" He yells as he pulls you in for another hug, He breathes you in for a second, relaxing, "I really missed you. This was way too long, and I don't know how I survived without you" he sighed, his shoulders slouching into you, even when he could easily engulf your whole body in his large frame.

You blush pulling back and patting his arm in the friendliest of ways, "Back at you! Let's go watch Bucky be a beast!" Hoping that he didn't see you cringe to yourself as you said it.

What a dork, you murmur to yourself as you sit on his couch, knocking your shoes off one at a time. You sit cross legged on the sofa waiting for the movie to start before Jin turns off the screen.

"Hey" he says as he sits in front of you on the floor in the same exact way as you. You look at him, a sneer in your stare as you grab a pillow and throw it at his head. He chuckles as he turns away trying not to get hit. But as he turns back you can see the look in his eyes. It's the same one he had 2 nights ago, and it's the one you knew would come back today.

"Yeah, what's up" you tell him, tilting your head to the side,hoping he can just see the tension in your face and leave it alone.

He stares at you for a quick second, thoughts floating in his pupils about what move to make next.

He gets on both knees and gets close to your face, startling you frozen in front of him. You can feel him breathing on you, and you don't know why, but the sudden urge to cup his face with your hand comes out snd you're rubbing your thumb across his cheek. 

He holds your hand within his and closes his eyes for a second, and you can feel him shaking slightly. Is he nervous? Does he think you'll leave him on purpose? I guess it's now or never.

"Jin, I.."

"I know, and if it makes you feel better, I do too."

"Lies, you don't even know what I'm going to say. Do you always have to win? I mean I try my hardest and it's not fair when your fingers are longer than ..." and his lips are on yours, effectively shutting you up from saying something even more stupid than you already had.

You look around the room, feeling like it's spinning, holding on for dear life to his sweater collar because if you let go you'd collapse. 

You close your eyes and and scrunch your face trying to burn it into your memory. A kiss, that's all this is, but it's not. It's his kiss. It's dorky, nerdy, handsome, beautiful Jin's kiss and it's perfect, just like him.

You slowly wrap your hands around his neck as he breathes you in, turning slightly so you can be more comfortable and pulls back to smile at your dumbfounded face. You keep your eyes closed hoping it wasn't just a figment of your imagination before you hear him chuckle, his stupid Jin chuckle.

"What? Why are you laughing? Is this funny to you? How?! How rude" you aim to slap his arm, but he catches it and grabs you by the waist pulling you in for a hug.

"Don't ever do that again, you promise? It wasn't fun, and I don't know if I scared you when I told you I love you because I thought you were sleeping, but I really meant it." Jin kisses your collarbone as he nuzzles into your neck.

"I didn't know, I really didn't, but I'm glad I do now. This anxiety was killing me, and literally the only person I could tell was Tae and we all know how weird he gets when we talk about our feelings. I mean, remember that one time I-"

"Just, here, -" He places another kiss on your lips, then your cheeks, your nose, and your forehead, effectively making you mush. "At least now I know how to really shut you up when you start your monologues"

"Oh shut up and come here" you smile and you pull him up to the couch and snuggle with him under the blanket. 

This was the one thing you didn't think would happen today, and although you lost maybe 10 years from the anxiety alone, it was definitely worth it, you tell yourself as you look at him while he's singing along to the marvel theme song. 

That's my nerd, my Jin.