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coupsctrl · 5 days ago

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One Roof, Two Hearts

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It turns out the one that you needed the most was infront of you the whole time.

ABOUT:

you’re a flatmate with Seungkwan & Seungcheol & you love it. the long nights, the bickering and the trust between you three is your favourite thing in the world. so when life gives you problems, you realize you need only one person only.

PAIRING(S):

Flatmate!Seungcheol, You (Y/N), Flatmate!Seungkwan, Bestfriend!Jeonghan, Friend!Joshua

GENRE:

fluff, fluff, & more fluff

WARNINGS:

just swearing, (asshole, shitty, ass) but it’s all lighthearted. some violence but its barely descriptive. mentions of being/getting drunk. they’re just down bad for each other.

NOTES:

this is my longest & favourite fic i’ve ever wrote!! i hope u guys like it, & lmk what u think!

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"Stop cheating! I thought we agreed to play fair Seungcheol.." Seungkwan whines, holding his controller so tightly you would think It would break.

Seungcheol laughs. "I'm not cheating, I just know how to kick your ass."

The game finally ends, which also ends with Seungkwan throwing his controller onto the carpet below him, sulking.

"Just admit it Cheol, you were cheating you asshol-"

"Oh so now I can't be good at a game without you accusing me of cheating?" Seungcheol says with a smirk.

It's nights like these where Seungcheol is grateful for the friends he has. Even though he wishes every night that Seungkwan would stop snoring, he loves being a flatmate with you & Seungkwan. The nights where you guys would go on late drives, & you always ended up having the aux because Seungkwan couldn't find a song in time. Or whenever you insist on learning the new video game that the boys got, and it ending up with you driving into a wall the whole game & not knowing how to back up, the whole room erupting in laughter.

He's very grateful.

"I swear when Y/N gets back she's gonna totally side with me-" Seungkwan starts, but gets interrupted by a phone call.

Seungcheol turns his phone around, revealing the call is from you. He picks up, waiting for you to speak.

"Ch-cheol?" You say, your voice breaking & the sound of honking in the distance of the call.

Seungcheol immediately stiffens hearing your pleading tone. "Y/N? What? What's going on?"

He swore he could hear a quiet sniffle, before you spoke up again. "I-I.. I didn't know who else to call a-and I'm....this guy stood me up and-"

He clenches his jaw. Cheol knew you were on a date tonight, but he didn't think you were actually serious about it. So hearing that your supposed "date" stood you up, makes him furious.

"Where are you right now?" Seungcheol asks immediately, grabbing his keys. Seungkwan looks up, in the middle of eating a bag of chips, confused.

"What's going o-" Seungkwan starts.

"Shh." Seungcheol hushes.

"Im in Main street, infront of an Italian restaurant...I think?"

"I'll be there."

Seungcheol hangs up before you get the chance to speak, already whipping open the front door before Seungkwan asks.

"Cheol?” Seungkwan leans over the couch to look at his frantic friend.

"I'll be back soon." he says before the door shuts, leaving Seungkwan alone.

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The drive to the restaurant is short. Well, Seungcheol makes it short. The second there's a green light, he's pressing on the gas pedal, frantically looking for any signs of you on the street. Someone even honks at him, but he doesn't care. All he's thinking about is making sure you're safe & protected.

After 5 painful minutes he sees you and he swears his heart breaks right then and there. You're huddled up on the curb, looking down with tears streaming down your face. He parks as fast as he can, before running out to you, not bothering to shut the car door.

"Y/N.." He says looking down at your appearance. You have some streaks of mascara running down on your cheeks, he's guessing from all the crying you've been doing. Your eyes are so puffy from the amount of tears you've been shedding. And your face, god he wishes he could just pull you in & never let you go. You look so innocent, so sad. It's breaking his heart.

He wraps his leather jacket around your shivering frame, making sure it’s secured on both of your sides when he hears your little voice.

"I'm sorry.." You say, hiccuping a sob.

Cheol's heart aches when he sees the tears in your eyes. He immediately reaches for your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Don't apologize Y/N. Never apologize." he says never breaking contact with you.

He notices how your expression still reeks of guilt, how you still look unsure and it pains him. He also notices catches how you're still shivering under his jacket. How the thin layer of leather isn't really doing much to protect you from the cold weather.

"Come on," he starts softly, "let's get you in the car."

He helps you stand up, putting a hand on your lower back as he walks you to his car. Once you reach it, he opens the passenger door for you, helping guiding you in.

He practically runs over to the other side, getting in & immediately starting the engine so he can turn the heater up.

"Is this okay? Are you warm enough?" He asks, hovering his hand over the heater, before looking at you.

You just nod, too caught up in your own emotions to talk. He takes that as a sign that you're not ready to speak yet, to tell him what really happened. So he just starts driving, glancing over at you once in a while to make sure you're okay.

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As the driving progresses, Cheol can't help but feel worried for you. He looks over at you, his expression softening as he takes in your appearance.

The dim light of the streetlights tracing your features so softly, making you look like an angel. The slight breeze of the wind from the heater blowing your hair ever so slightly, making you look so pretty. And the way your hair was dancing slowly in the wind, like even nature wanted to admire you. You really are so beautiful.

He turns his head back quick when you lock eyes with him. He wants to make sure you're okay, that you feel safe & comfortable with him.

"You doing okay?" He asks softly, glancing at you for another second.

You nod, "Yeah, thanks. Sorry I'm a mess right now."

He shakes his head, a determined look on his face.

"No you're not. You're a person with feelings."

That makes you smile at him, the first real, genuine smile you've had tonight.

"God, I'm so stupid. Why did I not expect this?" You say upset, running your hands through your hair.

Cheol looks at you confused, "What? What do you mean?"

You sigh, looking out the window before looking at him again. "Its just...he was already acting like a dick before we went on this "date", so why did I continue with it? It's practically my fault."

Seungcheol immediately stiffens at the sound of you blaming yourself, denying it. "Y/N listen to me. It's not your fault, ever. He's a shitty guy who probably still lives with his mom and does this every night to young, innocent girls."

You laugh, a genuine laugh too. You love how Cheol can always make you feel better with just a few words, thats one of the reasons you love him. As a friend, of course.

He turns to look at you when you laugh, a small, but noticeable, soft smile on his face. Before he speaks up again, "I'm really sorry you had a bad night. You don't deserve it."

You smile, nudging him on the arm. "Its okay Cheollie, I'm just glad its over now. Thanks to you." You smile.

He smiles more widely now at the sound of you saying "Cheollie". It was an old nickname you used to say when you first moved into the apartment. You used it every time you wanted to tease him, but little did you know, he secretly loved the nickname. Its nice to hear it again.

"Don't thank me, thats what I'm here for." He smiles at you again, nudging your arm aswell, making another giggle come out of you.

God, the things he would do to hear that sound over & over again.

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Once you two finally arrive back home, Seungcheol helps open the door for you, letting you go through first before following behind. He notices Seungkwan still sitting on the same spot of the couch he was on before, but this time on his phone.

Once you both kick your shoes off, you start walking deeper in the apartment. Thats what Seungkwan finally notices you two.

"Wha-" He starts, his eyes following you as you plop down onto the armchair next to him.

Seungkwan glances at Seungcheol, trying to get an answer as to what happened but Cheol just shoots back a short glare.

You sniffle, looking around as you still feel some remnants of crying from before. You notice one controller on the coffee table, and the other on the floor. "Were you guys playing games?"

"Yeah," Seungkwan starts, "before Cheol suddenly rushed out of the apartment...care to explain?"

"Just a shitty date, Seungkwan." You say looking down at your lap, suddenly recalling the nights events.

Seungcheol notices your change of mood, sitting down on the chair next to you.

Seungkwan, still being the clueless friend he is, continues,

"He didn't hurt you....right?"

His innocent question makes you cough out a slight chuckle, & earns a small smirk from Seungcheol.

"No Seungkwan. I didn't even get to see the guy." You sigh.

"Well then...what happened? Why'd you call Cheol?" Seungkwan asks.

You glance at Seungcheol, before looking down at your lap. Cheol's gaze softens as he notices your hesitation, and he knows you're not ready to talk about it right now. He glances at Seungkwan, giving him a slight nod, a silent message to steer the conversation away from this topic.

Seungkwan being the observer that he is, catches onto the cue & clears his throat. "Right. Well uh- Cheol and I were playing this new game and it was pretty fun especially because I was beating his ass the whole ti-"

Cheol interrupts him with a slight eye roll & smirk. "Woah woah you were not "beating my ass", I was going easy on you."

Seungkwan huffs, "Oh please, this room isn't big enough for your ego-"

You watch them bicker, a smile on your face. Then you suddenly get an idea.

"Hey. Let me be the judge of that." You say.

The two guys turn to you confused, Seungkwan speaks up. "Judge of what.?"

You smile. "If you actually were beating Cheol's ass, and if its true, you can get bragging rights for the rest of the night."

Seungkwan smiles wide, making both you & Cheol laugh at his excitement.

"You're going down." Seungkwan says grabbing his controller off the ground.

Seungcheol just scoffs, grabbing his controller aswell. "Yeah right. Let's let referee Y/N be the judge of that."

You cuddle more into your chair, watching the game start, the 2 boys eyes locked on the TV.

The game then starts, the two boys focused as their fingers move around the controller. As the game progresses, you can feel yourself start to relax more, your smile growing more & more as you watch the two boys be competitive.

Cheol steals glances at you from time to time, also feeling himself slowly relaxing at the sight of you looking better & happier. It's nice to see you distracted from the events of the night.

Seungkwan on the other hand, is fully immersed in the game. His competitive nature making the situation more funny that it is.

Then, Seungkwan suddenly yells out in triumph "HAH! I won that round!"

Seungcheol's expression briefly falters, but he quickly masks it with a smirk, "It was just a lucky round, I'll get you next time."

As the two bicker, with Seungkwan getting overly competitive again & Seungcheol continuing to tease him, you have an idea.

"I wanna try" you say confidently.

Both Seungkwan & Cheol look at you in surprise, none of them expecting that.

Seungkwan grins, "Are you sure? It gets pretty intense."

You roll your eyes, moving to sit in between the boys. "What? Afraid a girl will beat you?"

Seungkwan laughs. "Ha, in your dreams."

Seungcheol hands you his controller, smiling at your equally competitive nature "Let's see how good you actually are then."

You get more comfortable in the seat, before the game starts. Both yours & Seungkwan's eyes glued to the screen, with Seungcheol watching from the sides, secretly hoping you'll win.

You seem to be getting the hang of it, your fingers moving quickly over the controller with a competitive glint in your eye. And Seungcheol is watching you from time to time, impressed with how fast you caught onto the game, but also happy that you seem to have a weight off your chest. And he's glad he & Kwan are the cause of it.

Then all of sudden, you glance at Seungkwans side of the screen, noticing he wasted his last life....which means you automatically win.

You gasp before you shriek "YES!!", jumping around.

Seungkwans jaw drops as he stares at the screen in disbelief, "Wha-"

Seungcheol bursts into laughter, genuinely impressed by you winning,

"Well Kwannie, looks like the newbie just beat your ass." Cheol chuckles, eyes gleaming with pride.

Seungkwan huffs, hiding his disappointment. "Pfft, I let her win.."

Cheol shakes his head, laughing "Just face it bro, Y/N's just better than you."

That makes you even more proud, sticking your tongue out at Seungkwan. "Yeah Kwan, I'm just better."

Seungkwan crosses his arms, huffing again "Yeah, whatever."

You smile with pride, turning towards Seungcheol & high fiving him before sitting back down,

"This game is fun, let's play more."

Let's just say Kwan was in for a long night.

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After another hour of the three of you competing together, the highlight of the night was you and Seungcheol teaming up on Seungkwan, making the night even more memorable. It seems like you totally forgot about the bad date, and you're so grateful for the friends you have.

That night you're all in your respective rooms, winding down after the chaos that just occurred. You're currently sitting down at your vanity, brushing your hair while in your pyjamas. You feel fully relaxed & at peace, when someone knocks on your door.

"Come in" You say softly, turning your vanity mirror light off and standing up.

Seungcheol steps into your room, his expression still filled with worry. "Hey," he says, his voice gentle. "how are you holding up?"

You smile. sitting down on the edge of your bed. "I'm fine Cheol."

Cheol studies your face for a minute, searching for any signs of distress. He can tell that you're maybe trying to put on a brave front, but he doesn't wanna push you too much. He takes a few steps closer, a soft look on his face.

"You know you don't have to pretend for me, it's totally fine to not be fine after tonight."

You smile at his nice words, shaking your head. "No seriously, I'm fine. You and Kwannie really helped a lot...so thank you. And thank you for picking me up and dealing with my ugly crying."

Seungcheol shakes his head, a gentle smile on his face. "You don't need to thank me Y/N. I'll always be there for you, you know that." he takes a quick pause, before speaking again, "And your crying wasn't ugly at all, don't say that."

You giggle at his words, as he also takes a seat on your bed, keeping a comfortable distance.

"Can I ask you something else?" He asks.

You nod. "Ask away. I mean. I owe you something at least."

He rolls his eyes, before taking a deep breath and continuing "Why...why did you call me? Instead of...y'know Seungkwan or someone else."

You think for a moment, fidgeting with your hands in your lap before speaking, "I dont know," you shrug, "you were the first person that came to mind...I guess..?"

Cheol hums in response, your answer making his heart race at the thought that you thought of him before anyone else. He nods understandingly, his throat suddenly dry.

You can sense his nervousness, so you speak up. "Is that fine..? That I called you?"

He snaps out of his thoughts at the sound of your soft voice, and a small smile appears on his face.

"Of course, it's completely fine. I'm glad you thought of me."

He stands up, running a hand through his hair, needing some kind of air to cool himself. "I'll let you get some rest, just take it easy okay? If you need anything I'm just down the hall, always."

You smile at his kindness, nodding, "Thanks, Cheol."

He just smiles, watching you in your relaxed state for a moment before walking to the door. "Goodnight. Sweet dreams."

He exits your room, shutting the door quietly behind him. He walks back to his room, his mind racing of thoughts of you. Once he enters his room, he lays on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He replays the events of the night. The way you looked at him in such a vulnerable state, letting him see you like that. The way you laughed and smiled at Seungkwan & him's bickering. He keeps finding himself replaying the sound of your laugh, that laugh that he can never get tired of hearing. He wants to keep it buried in his memories forever.

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A week later, it seems like you totally forgot about the "date" incident, but it's all thanks to Seungcheol. He's been so so patient with you, knowing how sensitive you are, and how long it takes for you to get over these types of things. But now you're feeling better and more like yourself again.

Right now it is Jeonghan's birthday. Jeonghan is one of your closest friends, you met him through Seungcheol & Seungkwan, and are now invited to his 20th birthday party.

Seungcheol & Seungkwan are already at the party, it being held at Jeonghan's huge mansion. The two boys are drinking punch, observing the party around them. You are gonna arrive with your college friends, and Seungcheol keeps looking around for you, awaiting your arrival.

Seungkwan notices the way Cheol's gaze keeps looking around & can't help but smirk. He nudges him playfully, "Looking for someone?"

Cheol tries to play it cool, rolling his eyes, "Huh? No..I'm just...just wondering what's taking the others so long to get here. Especially her-" he quickly rephrases his words, "-them."

Seungkwan just grins, taking another sip of his punch. "Yeah, sure."

A few more minutes go by, Cheol holding his cup of punch impatiently as he waits for your arrival. Then, the front door opens, revealing you. And god, if he couldn't lose his breath more than he already has.

You're standing there, greeting some people, looking absolutely stunning. You have a black tight dress on, with a short white cardigan that cover your arms. Your hair is long & beautiful, he just wants to run his hands through it. And god, your makeup. He's seen you without makeup plenty of times, but the lipstick you have on & the mascara that makes your lashes even longer than they were before makes you look out of this world.

You look so innocent, so pretty, that his throat goes dry just at the sight of you.

Seungkwan then breaks the moment, snapping Cheol out of his daze as he calls you over. "There's Y/N! Over here!"

Seungcheol quickly composes himself, watching as you walk over, smiling radiantly.

"Hi guys!" You smile.

Both Seungkwan & Seungcheol greet you with big smiles, but Cheol's smile falters a bit as he takes in your appearance up close.

"You look great." Cheol says, his voice a bit gruff. His eyes keep lingering on you more than necessary & Seungkwan shoots him a sly smirk, knowing what he's feeling.

You smile, "Thank you. So do you."

Cheol smiles, his heart skipping a beat at your smile. He wants to tell you how beautiful you look, not wanting to say you look just "great", almost like an angel incarnate. Seungkwan looks between you two, trying not to laugh at the obvious tension.

"So, you guys ready to party?" Kwan asks, nudging Cheol.

"Just please don't get so drunk like last time Kwannie.." You say.

He grins sheepishly, "Hey, I cant help it if I get carried away."

Seungcheol rolls his eyes, shaking his head. "Just try not to end up like a mess again."

Seungkwan pats his back, "No promises," he looks between you, a sly grin on his face & he continues, "anyways, if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go annoy Wonwoo all night."

Before he can give you or Seungcheol a chance to speak, he disappears into the crowd, leaving you two alone.

Seungcheol nervously looks down at you, he's never been this nervous around you before. He's seen you all glammed up before, but tonight...it's different.

As if you can sense his thoughts, you ask, "What flavour is it? Your eyes focused on the punch bowl.

Cheol glances down at the bowl, before looking back at you, grateful for the distraction. "I think it's fruit punch." He says, trying his best to sound casual.

"Yum." You say, pouring some punch into your cup.

Seungcheol watches as you take a sip, noticing the way the cup looks slightly too big in your hand, and he finds it adorable. His heart aches even more as he speaks, "How is it?"

"Good!" You smile up at him, and he swears his heart stops at the sight of you.

"That's good," he manages to say, "thought it might taste crappy."

You nod, still smiling & still blissfully unaware of how flustered he is. "Yeah, It tastes great."

He takes another look at you, admiring the way your dress fits on your body. It complements your figure so much, making you more & more beautiful by the second. He clears his throat, his eyes never leaving you. "So, uh, did you get here okay?"

You nod, "Yup! The girls all drove in one car, is it okay if I also drive back with them?"

He nods, masking the pang of disappointment at the news. "Yeah, that's totally fine. As long as you make it home safe."

You nudge his arm, giggling slightly. "Awhh little Seungcheol wants me home safe?"

Cheol rolls his eyes playfully, nudging you back. "Shut up." he mutters, with a small smile on his face.

You two look out onto the crowd, Jeonghan's house is huge. Its 4 stories, with a huge pool in the backyard. Almost everyone here is full out drunk or getting ready to jump in the pool. Seungcheol looks around, his gaze darkening as he notices the way some guys are eyeing you & your outfit. That makes him clench his jaw, his protective nature rising within him. He doesn't like the fact that other guys get to see you like this, all dolled up & gorgeous, and it's driving him crazy. He notices the guys glancing your way, the way their eyes linger on your body & it takes all of his self control to not go tell them off right now.

You break the silence, "Hey, I need to go give Jeonghan his gift, I'll see you in a bit okay?"

Cheol nods, trying to keep his expression neutral, "Sure, go ahead. I'll be right here." He forces a smile as he watches you walk away.

He sighs, looking around once more, trying to clear his mind.

Why is he feeling this type of way?

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An hour later, the party is still loud and as lively as ever. Seungcheol hasn't seen you since you arrived, and he's a little worried. Right now he's talking to Joshua, one of his best friends since middle school. As the two boys talk, Cheol's gaze wanders around, looking for any sight of you. As if the gods above knew he was looking for you, he finally spots you. You're getting comfortable outside near the pool, on one of the chairs. You lay down comfortably, taking your phone out of your pocket & taking photos of the stars.

He tries to keep focusing on the conversation he & Joshua are having, but Josh notices his distracted state. "Hey you alright man? You seem a bit off tonight."

Cheol snaps out of his thoughts, forcing a smile & nodding. "Yeah I'm fine, just... a lot of my mind."

Joshua nods, continuing to speak. Seungcheol doesn't even know what his friend is talking about, all he is focused on is you, looking so peaceful, relaxing under the stars.

As Josh is talking, he glances over at you again. But this time, theres someone new. A guy walks up to you, seemingly starting a conversation, and you smile. You guys start talking, and Cheol's eyes narrow as he sees this scene play out. He wants to know what you're saying, why you're smiling up at him like that, but he keeps his cool for his friends sake.

As Seungcheol keeps watching the interaction from afar, he notices that the guy sits down on the chair with you, beside your legs. He places one hand on your bare knee, and his jaw clenches. He can see your uncomfortable face, the way you're trying to mask a fake smile to seem polite & it fuels his anger even more.

Cheol leans towards Joshua, his voice low. "Who is that guy talking to Y/N?"

Joshua follows his gaze, his eyes examining the guy for a moment before speaking up. "Oh, him? That's Jay."

Cheol's grip on the cup tightens, annoyance coursing through him. "Jay, huh?" he mutters, still watching the interaction between you two. He can notice how you try to attempt to move away from the guys touch, but his hand still rests on your leg & that was the breaking point for him. The way that Jay was touching you without consent is beyond irritating. Cheol grits his teeth, before muttering a quick excuse to Joshua and walking over to you two.

He doesn't waste time going over to you, anger radiating off of him as he taps Jay on the shoulder. "Get your hand off of her." Cheol says, clearly angry.

Jay's head snaps to look at him, a hint of annoyance on his face. "What did you say?"

The sight of Jay's cockiness makes Seungcheol even more frustrated, he repeats himself, this time his voice more stern. "Get your damn hand off of her."

Jay sneers, clearly annoyed. "Why? It's just a party and we're just having some fun." Jay turns his head to look at you, "Isn't that right, princess?"

Seungcheol twitches at the sound of the nickname he gave you, clearly not up for any jokes anymore. He glances at you, seeing you look up at him, the same uncomfortable look on your face making his heart break. He clenches his jaw even more, speaking up. "She looks anything but comfortable." Cheol says through gritted teeth.

Jay scoffs, his hand still resting on your leg. "She's just shy."

Seungcheol can't take it anymore. The way you look so uncomfortable and scared fuels his anger towards Jay even more. Without thinking, he grabs Jay's wrist tightly, pulling him up. Jay's hand loses contact with your thigh & he speaks, "What the hell man?!"

Seungcheol's eyes darken, staring right into his eyes "Hand. off. of. her."

Jay huffs, realizing he should take the hint. "Its off its off! Geesh.. I was just trying to be friendly."

Cheol's grip on Jay never loosens one bit, but once he sees his hand finally off of you, he lets go. "Friendly my ass."

Jay rubs his wrist in pain, glaring at Cheol. "What's your problem man? She was perfectly fine until you showed up."

Cheol scoffs, taking a step closer to Jay. "My "problem" is that you were clearly making her uncomfortable, and touching her without her consent."

Jay seems to not wanna turn down as he speaks, "What? You like her boyfriend or something?"

The question makes Seungcheol's jaw tighten, simply responding with, "Doesn't matter if I am or not."

Jay laughs, clearly amused by this whole situation. "Then back off. Why are you even so pissed off?"

Cheol's temper flares up again, his patience wearing thin. "Because you were touching her without her consent. It doesn't take much to be a decent human being."

Jay smirks, "Oh so you're her knight in shining armor huh? Whats next? Wanna be her prince charming?" he snickers.

Seungcheols hands clench into a fist, anger building up inside of him. Jay seems to notice his clenched fists & smiles, "Wow, I really got to you, huh?"

Seungcheol wants nothing more than to punch Jay in the face, but for your sake, he tries to remain somewhat calm. He takes a deep breath before speaking, "Just back off."

Jay, seemingly taking the hint, starts to walk off. But as he's walking he mumbles "Her body isn't even that good anyways-"

As soon as Cheol hears that, his patience snaps. He turns around and walks to Jay, turning him around.

"Oh? You gonna do something about it no-"

Seungcheol doesn't even let him finish before his fist connects with his face. A loud thud echos the air as Jay stumbles, holding his nose in pain, shooting Cheol a glare.

"Cheol!" You say in panic, standing up.

Seungcheol stops as his attention briefly turns towards you. The sound of your voice snaps him out of the moment, and his heart sinks as he realizes the scene he just caused. His gaze softens as he looks at you, before Jay speaks up again.

"A single punch? That's it? Man, you can have her. She's ugly anyways"

Seungcheol's vision goes red as soon as those words leave Jay's mouth. He clenches his fist once more, ready to lunge at Jay for the second time. But before he can do anything, you step in between them, placing your hand on Cheol's chest.

"Stop...please just...just stop." you say softly, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

Seungcheol freezes upon hearing your voice, your touch calming him and his anger. He watches as Jay runs away, still holding his bloody nose as some of his friends follow after. He takes a deep breath, trying to catch his composure before you speak softly,

"Cheol your hand....."

He looks down at his hand, noticing his bruised & slightly bloodied knuckles as he winces a bit, feeling the pain set in. "It's fine.." he mutters, trying to brush it off.

You don't believe him one bit, saying, "Cheol, it doesn't look fine."

Before he can get a chance to protest, you gently grab his wrist and walk through the crowds, trying to find a quieter place. He doesn't fight back, feeling people's gaze on him as they walk through the crowd.

You drag him into one of the many bathrooms this house has, shutting the door behind you guys. His breath hitches with the proximity of you two, but you don't seem to notice, rummaging through the drawers to find some sort of medicine or healing products.

Seungcheol clears his throat, "You don't have to do this Y/N, my hand is fine."

He can see that you're not gonna take no for an answer. The way you turn around, holding a wet cloth and a pill in the other hand, looking so caring & worried for him makes his heart melt for a second.

"Shush. Now can you sit on the toilet? This may sting for a moment." You say.

He nods, sitting down on the toilet seat & holding his hand out to you. He watches as you gently put the cloth on his knuckles, you glance at his reaction before dabbing around it. You're doing it so gently that he feels so special.

"How does it feel?" You ask, concentrated on his hand.

He nods, looking up at you. "Great. Thank you Y/N, you didn't have to do this." He says. He would be lying if he said it still didn't sting a bit, but he didn't want to tell you that.

You shake your head, looking at him for a moment. "Seungcheol, you just punched a guy for me, i at least owe you this." you say before continuing to work on his hand with care.

He chuckles quietly, admiring your features since you're so upclose. He suddenly feels nervous, but at the same time your presence is calming him down from the chaos from earlier. He loves how gentle you're being, how soft & precise your movements are, it really feels like you care for him.

Then all of a sudden, the door swings open, revealing Jeonghan. A really...really drunk Jeonghan. He stumbles into the bathroom, his cheeks flushed from drinking. He grins at the sight of the two of you, "Oh there you guys are." he clurs, leaning against the door frame.

Seungcheol raises an eyebrow, sighing at this friends drunken state. "How much did you have to drink, Jeonghan?

Jeonghan wobbles and grins even wider than before, he holds up three fingers. "Threeeee or four drinks...maybe more!!" he laughs loudly, it echoing through the small bathroom.

Cheol snickers. "You idiot, you're gonna be so hungover tomorrow."

Jeonghan waves him off, smiling like an idiot, "Pft..I'm immune to hangovers."

Cheol shakes his head, and you take a break from tending to his hand. You turn to Jeonghan and ask, "Wheres Seungkwan, Han?"

Jeonghan blinks, as if he's trying to remember the name. "Oh, right, Seungkwan. He's on the couch, completely wastedd!!!"

That makes you even more annoyed, you sigh. "You're joking, right?"

Jeonghan shakes his head, hiccuping. "Nope, not joking. You should see him, he's totally shitfaced."

You glance at Cheol, worry in your expression as you ask, "You feel good to walk or do you need to rest?"

He glances down at his hand, which is still in your grip. He hesitates for a moment before shaking his head. "I can walk, I'm fine." He stands up from the toilet seat, towering over you in the tightness of the bathroom.

You nod and excuse yourself from Jeonghan to go find Seungkwan, Seungcheol following behind.

As you're walking, you can already hear Seungkwan's drunken voice & the faint sound of his slurred voice echo through the room. We then enter the living room, finding Seungkwan on the couch slumped over. His eyes are glassy & unfocused, as he hiccups every now and then. Seungcheol rolls his eyes, smiling in amusement at the scene, "This idiot, I knew he would get drunk."

Seungkwan looks up at you two, his face breaking into a goofy smile. "Ahhhhh there you aree!" he slurs, trying to stand from the cough but falling back down.

You frown, "Seungkwan! We told you not to drink too much."

He grins up at you, being too drunk to even stand up straight, and his words slurring tigether as he responds. "Why nottt? It's a partyyyy."

Seungcheol can see you sigh again, and he can see that your eyes are full of worry. You walk over to Seungkwan, linking your arm with his trying to pull him up. Cheol can see your struggle and immediately walks over to help you pick up his other side. As you and Cheol struggle to support Seungkwans weight, he leans heavily on you, mumbling incoherently. He's completely drunk, relying on you & Cheol.

"We're getting you home Kwannie." You say, your eyes focused infront of you.

Seungkwan giggles drunkenly, before he hiccups and slurs. "I don't wanna go homeeee."

Cheol shakes him slightly, "Tough luck, you can't stay here in this state."

That makes Seungkwan pout, but he doesn't argue further, instead. he rests his head on your shoulder as you two lead him to his car. Seungcheol looks over, his eyes softening as he takes in the sight. He notices how determined you are to get Kwan home, and it melts his heart.

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After a very long drive of Seungkwan telling a story that doesn't make sense, you in the passenger seat trying your best to listen & Seungcheol driving with a grin on his face, you're now home.

Seungkwan collapses on the couch, his eyes closing immediately as he lays down. You walk to the kitchen to grab him a glass of water, hoping it'll somewhat help with the hangover. Seungcheol follows you in the kitchen, leaning on the counter as he watches you fill up a cup with water.

"You always take care of everyone, don't you? he says quietly, his voice soft.

You look at him confused, "What do you mean?"

He smiles at you warmly, "You always take care of everyone," he repeats. "you're always the one taking care of others, even if it's at the expense of yourself. Like for tonight for example, you helped me with my hand, and now dealing with annoying Seungkwan."

You just smile and shrug, not knowing how to respond. "I like doing it."

He smiles at you warmly, your selfness shining through your sweet words. "Of course you do." he mutters, unable to keep the affection out of his voice. "Always putting yourself last."

You gasp dramatically, putting a hand over your chest. "Hey! I do not!!"

Cheol chuckles softly, his gaze never leaving your face. "Oh really? Because I've seen you sacrifice your own happiness countless times just to make sure everyone else is taken care of."

"Oh yeah? List one time." you say with a slight giggle.

He raises an eyebrow at your challenge, a smirk on his lips. "Let me see...there was a time you gave your last slice of pizza to Jeonghan because he was starving, and that time you stayed up all night helping Joshua study for a test. Those are just two instances that came to mind."

You hesitate, smiling. "Well, those don't count!"

Seungcheol just laughs, shaking his head. "You're impossible."

You smile at him, sticking your tongue out at him before walking back to the living room where Seungkwan is.

Cheol watches your tongue sticking out at him, his heart skipping a beat at the cute gesture. He follows you out of the kitchen to Seungkwan, watching him still in the same position as before.

You crouch down so you're leveled with Kwan, and you gently speak. "Seungkwan...sit up. I brought you some water."

Seungkwan groans softly, his eyes slowly opening as he meets yours. He looks wrecked, his hair disheveled and his eyes barely staying open. But he still manages to muster a small smile to you, "Thanks." he mumbles.

He takes the glass of water from you, his hand shaking slightly as he brings it to his lips. He takes small sips, his eyes closing slightly as the water cools his parched throat.

"Mmm..that feels nice." he mutters in between sips.

Seungcheol stands a few feet back, observing the amusing scene in front of him. He can't help but feel a hint of admiration at the way you take care of Seungkwan, even when he's being a little annoying and hard to work with.

Seungkwan finishes the water, a dribble of it spilling down his chin as he hands you the cup. He wipes his chin as his eyes start to close again. You adjust his head on the pillow he's on, making sure he's nice & comfortable. You then grab a blanket, draping it over his body as you gently tuck him in.

Seungkwan mumbles something along the lines of "thank you" before his eyes close completely. He curls up under the blanket, a small snore escaping his lips. On the other hand, Seungcheol is still in awe of you. He watched as you tucked Seungkwan in, his heart swelling in his chest. I mean, he's always been in awe of your caring nature, but seeing it up close, just drives him insane.

He takes a step closer to you, his voice soft. "You're really so sweet, you know that?"

You turn around confused, standing up to meet his level as you whisper, "What?"

Cheol smiles at you, his eyes crinkling a bit. "I said you're really sweet. Watching you take care of him like that, it's really heartwarming."

You shrug, a bit shy at his words. "Well someone has to."

He chuckles softly, "Thats true, but not everyone would go to the extent you do. It's in your nature to care for others, isn't it?"

You smile shyly, shrugging. "I just care a lot about the people around me, I want them to feel loved."

His heart warms at your words, his gaze moving between you and Seungkwan's sleeping frame. The way you tucked him in so softly, being so patient with his drunk self makes him want to protect you. The way you care for others, makes him want to return the favour, to make you feel special and loved in his arms.

God, is he...

Is he in love?

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Seungcheol doesn't know what to do at this point. Its been a few weeks since he came to term with his feelings, but he doesn't know what to do with them. Does he ignore them? Act on them? He doesn't wanna make you uncomfortable, but also knows these feelings are real. He really does love you.

Right now it's Seungkwan's birthday, and he's at classes. You and Cheol decided to attempt to make him a birthday cake. Right now you're both in the kitchen, you're tying your apron up and Seungcheol is finding a recipe. You decided to just make a plain vanilla cake, nothing can go wrong, right?

"Do you know when Kwan will be home?" he asks, setting the phone down and putting on his apron aswell.

You think for a moment. "Yeah, he said around 4. So that gives us around 3 hours."

He nods, smiling at you before sighing. "Are we sure this is a good idea? We could just buy a cake, you know."

You frown, shaking your head. "That's boring. Homemade is much more thoughtful." you say as you pick up the phone he was just on.

"Right," Cheol starts, "because nothing screams 'thoughtful' like a burnt, lopsided cake."

You ignore him, rolling your eyes playfully. "You think this is a good recipe?" you ask, scrolling through it.

He nods, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, it looks decent. Plus Seungkwan can't expect too much from us."

That makes you giggle, smiling at him. "But it's meant to be a surprise. I want him to at least enjoy the cake."

He chuckles softly. "He will, don't worry."

You sigh, holding your pinkie up. "Promise me the kitchen wont end up in flames."

He smiles, locking his pinkie with yours. "Promise."

2 hours later

The kitchen was a mess. There was flour all over the countertops, sugar spilled near the sink, and a suspicious amount of egg yolk that ended up on the floor. The air smelled vaguely of vanilla but also a hint of something burnt, which was a problem, considering the cake hadn't even gone in the oven yet.

You groan, looking through the recipe again. "This was supposed to be easy."

Seungcheol chuckles, rolling his sleeves up for what felt like the millionth time today. "Baking is mean to be science, we did exactly what the recipe said."

You glare at him, showing him the phone. "Cheol. It literally says at the top of the website in big, bolded letters "The easiest recipe known-to-man!"

That makes him bite his lip, trying to hide a laugh at your angry but adorable expression. You have flour all over your face and somehow on your neck, with your hair that was once in a neat ponytail, now sticking out in every direction.

"Hey listen." Cheol starts, "Yes, the cake may not be perfect, but it was made with love."

"No it wasn't."

"Y/N!"

That makes you both laugh, the air suddenly turning more playful and relaxed. You sigh again, looking around. "We made a mess.."

Seungcheol looks around aswell, some flour even on his elbow as he smiles. "Well then...Seungkwan's birthday gift will be to clean it up!"

"Fine with me." you say putting some hair behind your ears.

He smiles at your still stiff expression & body, and he wants to ease it even just a little bit. He grabs the only bag of flour left on the counter, digging his hand in, making eye contact with you.

You, catching onto what his intentions are, subtly start backing away "Don't."

"Oh, I think I will."

Before you could run away, Cheol threw a handful of flour at you, it landing on your neck and chest.

"HEY!" You yelp, "Oh you are so dead."

Suddenly, it wasn't baking anymore. It was war. The two of you abandoned the cake entirely, grabbing whatever you could and throwing it. Laughter fills up the room, aswell as more flour. It was the kind of laughter that made it hard to breathe, the kind that felt light and stupid, but also good.

During the chaos, you tried to dodge some more flour that Cheol was throwing, but slipped instead. Instinctively, Seungcheol grabbed you by the waist before you could fall, steadying you.

You both freeze.

Your breaths are still heavy from the chaos, your faces inches apart. Seungcheol's hands are firm on your hips, and your fingers are curled against the top of his shirt. The laughter is suddenly faded, replaced by something warmer.

"You...you have something-" Seungcheol mummurs, reaching out to slightly graze your cheek as he wipes a smudge of flour. You would laugh, considering you are covered in flour, but the intensity of the moment makes you lose words. The only words you can mutter out are, "Yeah?"

There was a moment where you guys could've stepped away, but neither of you did.

Instead, Seungcheol tilted his head just so slightly, his eyes flickering down to your lips.

"I think we ruined the cake." he whispers.

"Who cares?" you whisper back.

And then, you kissed.

Seungcheol couldn't believe this was happening, but wanted to take advantage of this moment. The kiss was soft at first, almost hesitant. But then you pulled him closer, grabbing the neckline of his shirt closer to you, bring you closer than ever. The kiss was so sweet, so deep and breathless, just like you guys.

Once you finally pull apart, Cheol lets out a shaky laugh.

"You taste like flour"

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't bring it to yourself to stop smiling, still holding onto his shirt tightly. "Well, you taste like an idiot."

"You like it, though."

You huff, grabbing a handful of leftover frosting and smearing it across his cheek, giggling.

"Hey!"

"That's what you get for throwing flour on me."

"Oh, you're in for it now-"

You could say the cake was completely forgotten, only the warmth and normalcy of the two of you together being the only thing that mattered.

Sorry Seungkwan.

#svt #svt fluff #seventeen #scoups #svt x reader #choi seungcheol #seungcheol fluff #scoups fluff #seungcheol #seungkwan

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el-warverine · 6 months ago

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Hercules appreciation post

Hyping up his mans to get him un-stoned

Theyre married, your honor.

Got saved by his mans

Bro has no chill and i respect it

A couple that bullies together stays together

Sad hours strike too tho

Have emotions at least once a day challenge, heres mine:

One thing i adore about Herc x Logan is that its the only ship where Logan is fully in this role. I dont know what to call it. Hercules is older, bigger, stronger, more immortal. In the classic days of fanfiction.net that would just read as "bottom" or "sub" but i dont think that encapsulates what im trying to say.

Logan never gets to be the one looked after, the one being treated with particular care. It gets close with Wade because they are equals in many ways, but this is different. In a situation where these two are together, Logan is completely free of the protector role. It's not a role he dislikes (he takes to it fast and seems to revel in it frankly), but it is taxing. Hercules is so competent and powerful that if Logan is there its because they just want to be around each other.

Hercules also admires Logan in a way that is quite different from others, like a warrior admires another. Its not the devoted almost fan-like behavior of someone like Wade (which again i love poolverine obviously just different. Same, but different.)

Hercules also falls into "i can make him better" territory, as he's so lighthearted and noble he is the most sunshine coded partner Logan gets shipped with, rivaled only by Kurt. The key difference is that Logan can't dismiss Herc's optimism as naivete. Logan can believe Hercules acts with intent because Hercules is likely a step ahead, as an older partner usually is. (Which is how bad power imbalances can happen, but these two are centuries old, and that's not the vibe lmao)

I think that's why that sad hours moment is so important to me, because Logan knows the answer "Im gonna have to get used to this, wont i?". He may be younger than Hercules, but he has already lived a long time and lost many people. Still, although typically their meetings are airy, easy, and fun; Logan reaches out for comfort from Hercules. Hercules is a bit tentative with such seriousness, but he also went up to Logan in a cemetery. Hercules didn't stumble into being stuck with a grieving Logan by being unaware or any other excuse Logan could conjure for why someone would be forced to deal with him while he's sulking. For someone who struggles to feel wanted or welcomed, knowing your partner is a step ahead and purposefully engaging with you at every turn is an enormous comfort.

"You sought me out." Herc knew what he wanted, and Logan can give that to him. Herc wants undying company, and one thing Logan does best is survive.

"You sought me out." Is such an important aspect to this ship because Logan can be sure he is wanted, not because he is needed as a weapon or a shield, just to be there. The fact they meet up just to drink and talk is established here, and thats a big deal to me because Logan isnt exactly a social butterfly. If it isn't the Xmen who live and work with him, anyone else only seeks him out when they need him. They need tracking, killing, suicide missions, etc.

Herc just wants to shoot the shit and he wants Logan to be there. As much as Logan acts like he doesn't care for talking, he sure is drawn to talkative silly guys who never really shut up. He likes to sit there while they talk. Whether he's listening or not is debatable, but he's just happy to be there.

#wolverine #hercules #marvel hercules #comics #marvel #logan #logan howlett #herculett #el warverine #Charalysis

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verdantlights · 10 days ago

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hello

i decided to respond to you instead of vant due to you tackling the issue directly. i stated in my response you guys were required to be direct if you want to hold a conversation with me. it isnt an age thing.

i am a minor, not an adult. this is why i am so uncomfortable with how you guys approach these topics. its disrespectful for you to make such big accusations and assumptions about me. stop it.

i have a school and not to mention a completely different timezone from most of you, so it would have been nice to be told directly what to censor rather than being so vague repeatedly. this could have been done with a lot sooner.

i still feel as if you guys cant comprehend the weight of your actions. this best reflects when one of your friends decided to reblog a suggestive post. i see no issue with that, seeing as it was tagged accordingly too, but the tag " #just in case anyone gets their panties in a twist" is beyond immature and is very disrespectful to others around him, especially after everything. it seems as if you guys just will not take concerns serious.

stop harassing a minor. you are older than me, its weird.

ok so youre brave for sending your response in MY askbox bc im not afraid to answer it unlike you with my original ask. im also not afraid to call you out on your bullshit directly and speak my mind.

im so sorry to say this but i genuinely cannot take you seriously after this. i will say, i apologize for assuming you were an adult, but you really made it seem like you were with the way you behaved towards others.

the reason why we were so adamant about getting you to sensor personal information is because it shouldve been your first instinct to censor private info. im pretty sure ive said this, but posting private information of a minor is illegal. it doesnt matter if you yourself are also a minor.

another thing, you started this. youre the one who made a callout post over us. sorry no, its "not a callout post in any regards," my bad. but my point still stands that if youre going to throw shit out there, be prepared to expect it in return.

also "the weight of our actions" what actions? being a fucking teenager? majority of the people in that server are minors, some possibly the same age as you. im gonna be so fucking fr, this sounds like a personal problem to me. this sounds like you personally just had an issue with us and wanted to make it everyone elses problem. and that is immature.

the same thing can be said for "just in case anyone gets their panties in a twist" its a lighthearted joke. poorly timed, yeah probably, a lame joke, also yeah. the only person whod believe its immature and disrespectful is you, though. everyone else gave a half hearted laugh and moved the fuck on.

"the severity of our actions" i have explained this story, shown the doc of screenshots, and majority of the responses and posts on tumblr, including the one from syd, all to my therapist and my mother. both of them agree that this is actually fucking stupid. none of us are in the wrong, you were simply uncomfortable in our server and were bitter that you couldnt be included because of it. we strive to accommodate to peoples boundaries and needs, but we will not destroy the core foundation of our friend group to accommodate to one single person.

there never has, and never will be, explicit nsfw in that server and i have said that over and over and over again. we were trying to argue that originally and that anon ignored us. its even in the fucking screenshots you posted, which by the way, do absollutely nothing to prove your point anyway. numerous people who had nothing to do with the server, the people, or even alien stage itself were shown the og callout post and the screenshots and went "whats the issue here."

you showed screenshots of us literally saying "hey yeah thats a valid issue here lets resolve it immediately and be more careful and mindful of this persons boundaries in the future." and we have continued to uphold those boundaries since.

im gonna say it again, you started this. the block button exists for a reason. you said that you didnt want a back and forth, and yet what did you think was going to happen when you decided to put private information on the internet in the form of a callout post? did you think youd get praise? did you think youd be a crowned hero?

newsflash, since you want to say i, an adult of i kid you the fuck not TWO MONTHS, was harassing you... thats now how it works. you get what you give and if you cant handle that then dont make a giant fucking callout post on people who are doing just fine living their best fucking lives. all of the people who originally responded to your post were minors. the people you claim to be harassing you are also minors. i hope you realise the mistake that you made and that none of us in the group take you seriously anymore because the sheer audacity you have to say shit like this in my inbox is astounding. saying were harassing you is a bit melodramatic dontcha think?

so instead of telling you to go touch grass (which you still need to do) because youre an adult so you should act like one, im gonna tell you to grow the fuck up because youre not an adult.

if you want to think of me as immature for being so brash-! i do not care. i am an older sibling and this is the exact same way i have talked to my younger brother when he did stupid shit. which, funnily enough, if you think what were doing is bad, the things that my brother has done would put you in an early grave.

if i had to make a list of things, this is purely to take the piss out of the situation btw because i could not give less of a fuck about this situation atp, but you would NOT have survived the dsmp fandom, 2021 and 2015 wattpad, 2015-16 tumblr, and any year of twitter. you also would not survive working at taco bell or any fast food chain.

also, "i have a school" i sure hope you do! please pay better attention in your english class because you clearly do not have enough media literacy.

poor attempt at cancel culture 0/10 do better.

@alien-til-i-stage "if i die like this, i wouldnt mind" while they choke from drinking dr pepper.

#zen's chatterbox

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giveafike · 3 months ago

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Snow Much Fun! -B.T.S

TLDR: snow... in ... Florida...! This is part 5/12 of Azzie's Advent Calendar 2024!

Word count + info: 4k. ON THE DOT! im so proud + including dialogue.

Warnings + Content Ahead: SFW! No warnings : )

Azzie Notes ✚: listen... before you correct me and get all factual w me...be open minded... I KNOW IT DOESN'T SNOW IN FLORIDA...but it has before, so who says it can't happen in your imagination? THIS IS AN AU. LET ME DREAM, BELIEVE IN CHRISTMAS MAGIC. God forbid a girl likes to imagine and have fun. do u hate fun? whimsy? And if you can't get behind this teensy bit of snow then I fear for the next part.... erm anyways enjoy...

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The days blended together in that warm, comforting way only the holidays could bring. You and Ben found yourselves curled up on the couch with his family, the quiet hum of togetherness filling the living room. The TV flickered with a lighthearted comedy, paused mid-opening scene as everyone got settled. The selection wasn’t a Christmas movie, though Lisa had made her thoughts on that very clear earlier.

“Y’all know it’s December, right?” she teased as she settled into her favourite armchair, her hands curled around a mug of something steaming and fragrant. “We’ve got, what, two weeks left to make the most of Christmas movies? And this is what we’re watchin’?”

Bryan chuckled, patting her knee affectionately. “Let ‘em enjoy themselves, Lis. They’ll get to the holiday classics soon enough.”

Lisa let out a mock huff, shifting in her chair to settle in more comfortably. “If I don’t see at least one Santa before the weekend, I’m gonna start taking hostages,” she muttered, though the smile tugging at her lips softened the threat.

Ben chuckled before he nudged you gently before standing. “Hang tight. Gonna grab somethin’, ” he said, pressing a quick kiss to your temple as he walked out of the room.

“Where’s he off to?” Emma asked as she petted Halo while Alex lifted his head up from the phone in his hand, arching a brow as his eyes fell on the paused TV screen.

“Kitchen, I bet,” Bryan said, settling further into his seat. “He’s like a kid. Can’t sit through a movie without snacks.”

Moments later, Ben reappeared in the doorway, a triumphant grin tugging at his lips, and a gingerbread cookie sticking out from between them like a makeshift cigar. His hands were full, one balancing a plate piled high with the rest of the leftover cookies and the other holding a heavy metal water bottle.

“Look what I got,” he mumbled around the cookie, his words muffled but still carrying that signature playful tone as he nodded toward the plate.

Bryan folded his arms, shaking his head with a smile. “You couldn’t wait two seconds to eat one?”

Ben shrugged dramatically, biting the cookie to free his hands before setting the plate down on the coffee table. “Couldn’t let the guy go to waste,” he said, flashing the half-eaten now decapitated gingerbread man with a lopsided smile.

Lisa rolled her eyes, but there was a fondness in her expression. “At least share before you eat them all yourself.”

“They’re for everyone!” Ben promised in a whine, nudging the plate a little closer to the middle of the table. “But y’all gotta admit, they’re best when I bring ‘em.”

“Sure, Ben,” Emma mumbled sarcastically as she pressed play on the movie from the other end of the couch.

Ignoring her, Ben turned to you with a flourish, pulling a throw blanket from the back of the couch. He gave it a playful snap before draping it over both of you, his movements exaggerated for effect.

“There,” he declared, tucking the edges around your legs. “Cozy enough for ya?”

“Very,” you replied, laughing softly as he flopped down beside you, his arm immediately finding its place around your shoulders.

He leaned into your face, close enough that you could smell the faint scent of ginger and sugar on his breath. With a quiet smile, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your lips, holding the two of you there for a few seconds, just enough to make your chest tighten pleasantly before pulling back.

“That’s for makin’ these with me,” he murmured, the words low and warm.

Your cheeks heated as you pressed beside him, letting his solid warmth settle against your side. The movie continued on as you all watched, Lisa's earlier mock protests forgotten, but your attention stayed fixed on Ben for a few moments longer. He rested his head in the crook of your neck, his curls tickling your jawline. Without thinking, your fingers slipped into his hair, toying with the soft strands and scratching gently at his scalp, your attention never leaving the screen. The soft, brown spirals swirled around your fingers looping and intertwining, almost as though they were holding onto your fingers each time you went in to massage them. The quiet hum he let out made your stomach flip, his whole body relaxing even more against yours.

“Keep that up and I’m gonna fall asleep,” he murmured, his words barely audible over the dialogue on the screen.

“That a bad thing?” you teased, continuing the slow, soothing motion.

He didn’t reply just hummed again, his breathing slowing as he melted further into your touch. The warmth of the blanket, the faint scent of gingerbread, and the flickering glow of the Christmas tree lights made everything feel impossibly soft and still.

After a while, Ben stirred, sitting up slightly. You thought he might reach for another cookie, but instead, he turned to you. His gaze was gentle as he leaned down, pressing a string of soft kisses to your hairline, trailing down to your temple and cheek.

“Love you,” he murmured, featherlight against your skin.

You turned to meet his eyes, your voice just as soft. “Love you too, Benny.”

His smile was slow and easy as he settled back into the couch, pulling you even closer beneath the blanket. The movie continued, laughter bubbling up occasionally from his family, but the way you held each other made the rest of the world blur into the background. Across from you, Emma was sprawled out with Alex, both of them clearly more interested in whispering to each other than paying attention to the screen.

The living room was warm, lit softly by the glow of the Christmas tree. The angel ornament you and Ben had picked out at the market was hung proudly near the centre, its golden and silver flecks catching the light. It cast delicate patterns on the walls and floor, moving gently as the branches swayed ever so slightly.

Lisa noticed it too, her eyes lingering on the ornament. “That angel looks just beautiful up there,” she said softly, nudging Bryan. “Did you notice it earlier?”

He nodded, smiling. “I did. Real nice pick, y’all.”

“It’s from the market,” Ben said, his voice low and lazy. He didn’t bother lifting his head from where it rested against yours, but there was a quiet pride in his tone. “We thought it fit.”

“It’s perfect,” Lisa agreed, her gaze warm as it swept between you and Ben.

You smiled at her, then tilted your head back to look up at Ben. “Guess we’ve officially contributed to the family tree.”

Ben smirked, his eyes half-lidded with that relaxed ease he only seemed to show when he was home. “Next time, we’ll bring somethin’ even better. Like a big ol' handpainted bauble. That counts, right?”

“Sure,” you replied with a soft laugh, earning a grin from him.

From the other end of the couch, Emma let out a dramatic sigh. “Okay, but why are y’all so cute? It’s nauseating.”

“Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Em,” Ben shot back, earning a pillow being thrown at Ben by his sister.

“Watch it,” she warned, though her tone was playful.

“Alright, enough,” Bryan interrupted, his voice holding the kind of fond exasperation only a father could pull off. “Y’all are worse than the kids in this movie.”

Emma rolled her eyes but leaned into Alex, clearly content.

For a moment, the room was quiet again, the hum of the movie filling the space. Bryan and Lisa exchanged a look, one of those quiet, knowing glances that seemed to say look at this, this is what we built. You caught it out of the corner of your eye and couldn’t help but smile, feeling a little grateful and honoured to be part of this small, happy scene.

Ben must’ve noticed too, because he gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze. “You good?” he murmured, his voice barely audible over the TV.

“Perfect,” you whispered back, snuggling into him a little more.

And there you stayed, wrapped in warmth and familiarity, the angel casting its soft glow over the room. The movie might not have been a Christmas classic, but the moment was simple, cozy, and filled with quiet love. It felt more festive than anything scripted.

Midway through the movie, Bryan leaned forward in his seat, his brow furrowing as he squinted toward the window. The movement drew everyone’s attention, and Lisa raised an eyebrow.

“Bryan, what’s the matter?” she asked, her voice soft but curious.

“Is it snowin’ outside?” Bryan asked, squinting as if he could see through the blinds.

Emma snorted, her disbelief immediate. “Dad, c’mon. No way. It’s Florida. Snow?”

Alex chimed in, shaking his head. “Yeah, no shot. You’d sooner see gators tugging Santa's sleigh along the street than snow falling here.”

But Ben, with that trademark half-smirk, leaned forward slightly, his arm still slung lazily around you. “It might be,” he drawled, his Gainesville accent thick with teasing scepticism. “Y’know, hasn’t snowed here in years, but it’s cold enough tonight. Could be somethin’ out there.”

His words sparked a ripple of curiosity. Emma groaned dramatically but leaned forward on the couch anyway, craning her neck to peer toward the window. “There better not be snow,” she grumbled, “I’m not built for that.”

You couldn’t help but bite your lip in excitement, feeling that childhood giddiness bubble up inside of you. You try to hide it but glance over too, the soft glow of the tree lights spilling across your face as you shift. From where you sat, you caught the faintest movement outside. A soft, almost magical swirl danced in the light of the streetlamps, the flakes subtle but unmistakable.

“Oh my gosh,” you whispered, your eyes widening. “It really is snowing.”

Emma gasped beside you, her earlier scepticism melting into childlike awe as she broke into a smile. “Wait, what? No way.”

The two of you scrambled to the window, pulling the curtain fully aside to get a better look. Outside, the streetlights illuminated a delicate flurry of snowflakes drifting down onto the quiet street. Across the way, the Christmas lights strung on the neighbouring houses seemed to sparkle even brighter, their colours reflecting off the thin layer of frost dusting the lawns and rooftops.

“Wow, would you look at that,” Lisa murmured, her voice filled with wonder as she stood up and joined you.

“It’s not a blizzard or anything,” Bryan remarked, standing now, hands on his hips. “But I’ll be darned, it’s snow all right.”

Ben chuckled behind you, staying where he was on the couch but watching you from his perch. “Told y’all it might be somethin’. Y’all never listen to me.”

You turned to him, your cheeks still flushed with the excitement of the unexpected sight. “When do we ever listen to you?” you teased, making him laugh.

“Fair point,” he admitted, patting the spot beside him. “But it’s too cold to stand there by the window gawkin’. Get back over here.”

With one last glance outside, you and Emma let the curtain fall back into place and returned to the couch, settling easily against Ben’s side. His arm found its familiar spot around your shoulders, pulling you close as you curled into his warmth as his strong hand rubbed your arm up and down.

“Snow in Florida,” you murmured, more to yourself than anyone. “It feels… kind of magical, right?”

Ben looked down at you, his smirk softening into something sweeter. “Maybe it’s a sign. Christmas miracles and all that,” he said with a wink.

You rolled your eyes but smiled anyway, pressing your cheek against his chest and letting the steady thrum of his heartbeat lull you back into the comfort of the evening. Outside, the snow continued to fall, a rare and fleeting wonder that made the cozy warmth of the house feel all the more special.

The movie carried on, but the mood had shifted just slightly. Lisa leaned closer to Bryan, who had draped an arm around her shoulder. Emma and Alex sat side by side, whispering and laughing, their earlier disbelief gone as they marvelled at the snowfall. For you and Ben, the magic wasn’t just outside in the snow or inside the house. It was in the quiet, unspoken connection between you, a warmth that had nothing to do with the blankets or the tree lights. And for now, that was enough.

As the movie carried on to the last scenes, Ben got up to grab a drink from the kitchen. You were mid-sentence, pointing out a plot hole, when his voice rang out, loud and filled with shock.

“Goddamn, the snow stuck!” he exclaimed, his voice high-pitched and bursting with excitement as he came running back to the living room, almost falling over several times.

“What?” Emma shot up from her spot, nearly knocking over the popcorn bowl. “You’re lying!”

“Nah, I’m dead serious! Y’all gotta see this!” Ben called, his voice laced with genuine wonder.

Emma bolted for the front door, you and Alex following close behind, too frantic to even think of how the potential "in-laws" might view you. Pulling the door wide open, you gasped.

There it was, a light layer of snow blanketing the yard, the driveway, and even the street. It wasn’t much, but in Florida, even a thin coating like this was monumental.

“Dad!” Emma spun around, practically vibrating with excitement. “Can we go outside? Please?”

Ben poked his head around the corner from the kitchen, already grinning. “Yeah, c’mon, let us have a little fun! It’s not like this happens every year.”

Bryan looked up from his reclined position, still sat as he arched a brow. He looked at Lisa who stifled a laugh but nodded to the group of you, smiling.

“Y’all act like you’re kids again. But sure, go ahead. Just, wrap up. I don’t want anyone catchin’ a cold or somethin' worse.”

“Yesss!” Ben and Emma cheered simultaneously, already scrambling for jackets and hats, throwing spare ones at you and Ale.

Lisa sighed, though the smile on her face gave her away. “Alright, alright. But bundle up, all of you! Scarves, gloves, the whole thing!”

The house turned into a flurry of motion as everyone raced to grab layers. You hurried to slip on one of Ben's jackets while Ben tugged a knit cap over his curls, half-singing, “We’re goin’ on an adventure!”

Alex grumbled good-naturedly about the chaos but joined in, pulling on mismatched gloves. Emma was the first out the door, her shoes only half on, as she let out a delighted squeal.

The cold air hit your face the moment you stepped outside, but it was worth it. The snow wasn’t deep, just a soft, powdery layer barely clinging to the ground, but it was enough to transform the neighbourhood into a winter wonderland. The Christmas lights strung across the houses glowed even brighter against the dark sky and white snow, while neighbours had begun to step outside, just as awestruck as you were.

“Y’all look at this!” Ben exclaimed, crouching down to scoop up a handful of snow. He grinned, forming a loose snowball. “This is, like, real snow. Not just that slush stuff.”

You barely had time to admire it before Alex sneaked up behind Emma and sent a snowball flying, hitting her square in the back.

“Alex!” Emma spun around, eyes wide with mock outrage. “Oh, you are so dead!” She retaliated with a snowball of her own, smacking him right on the chest.

Ben laughed, clearly loving the commotion, and quickly joined in. His first target? Emma. The snowball hit her shoulder, sending a puff of white into her hair.

“Seriously?” she cried, but she was already giggling as she crouched down to scoop more snow.

“Nothing personal, Em!” Ben called, grinning like a kid. “Been waitin' to do that.”

“Oh, you think this is funny?” Emma lobbed her snowball in his direction, missing him by inches.

Meanwhile, you tried to keep a low profile, standing off to the side, admiring your footprints in the snow, hoping to avoid the crossfire. But Ben wasn’t about to let that slide.

“No hiding!” he declared, turning his playful grin on you. In one smooth motion, he launched a snowball at your leg.

“Ben!” you yelped, laughing as the cold snow splattered against you.

“That’s what you get for standing still!” he teased, already preparing another.

The battle escalated quickly. Alex doubled down on attacking Emma, who alternated between shrieking and laughing as she hurled snowballs back at him. Ben, meanwhile, seemed intent on taking both you and Emma out at the same time, his snowballs flying fast and wildly.

“You’re the worst!” Emma shrieked after a snowball hit her square on the nose, making her freeze. She stood there for a moment, eyes closed, her mouth slightly open in shock as snow dripped down her face.

Ben doubled over laughing. “Oh man, that was perfect!”

“Not funny.” she shot back, though the corners of her mouth twitched.

Before you could react, one of Ben’s snowballs struck you on the cheek, cold and wet as it splattered across your skin.

You stood there for a second, stunned, your hand flying to your face. “Alright, that’s it.”

Emma’s head whipped toward you, her eyes blazing with determination. “You in?”

“Oh, I’m in,” you replied, already scooping up snow.

The two of you turned your full attention on Ben, who immediately held his hands up in mock surrender. “Wait, wait, wait-!”

“Get him!” Emma yelled, launching a snowball that caught him on the arm.

You followed suit, hitting him square in the chest. Ben tried to dodge, laughing as he scrambled to pack more snowballs.

“No fair!” he called out, ducking behind a tree for cover.

“You started it!” you shouted, hitting the tree trunk just inches from his head.

The battle raged on, snow flying in every direction as you and Emma teamed up against Ben. Alex tried to join forces with him, but Emma caught him with a perfectly aimed throw that made him rethink his allegiance.

Kids from the neighbouring houses stood on their porches, laughing and cheering as the four of you chased each other through the snow. By the time the energy started to wane, your cheeks ached from laughing, your gloves were soaked, and snow clung to your hair and coat.

Panting and grinning, you all collapsed onto the snowy ground, the fight finally giving way to exhaustion. Your breath puffed out in small clouds, and for a moment, all you could hear was the sound of your own laughter mingling with the others.

“Alright, y’all,” Bryan’s voice called from the doorway, carrying that fatherly mix of amusement and authority. “That’s enough before somebody ends up with frostbite or a trip to the ER. And I'm not the one drivin' in this weather.”

None of you made a move to get up. Instead, Emma let out a deep sigh and spread her arms and legs out wide.

“Snow angels it is,” she declared, sweeping them back and forth to carve her shape into the untouched white blanket beneath her.

Ben, not to be outdone, flopped onto his back beside her, his long arms stretching as he exaggerated the motion. “Mine’s gonna look like a Wimbledon champion,” he said with a cocky grin.

“More like a giant goofball,” you teased, lying down on his other side to start your own angel.

Alex joined in without a word, still heaving as his movements were slower but no less deliberate. Soon, the four of you had carved a small lineup of snow angels, their winged silhouettes stretching across the yard.

Emma propped herself up on her elbows, inspecting the work. “We gotta sign ‘em,” she said, using her gloved finger to carve an “E” near the feet of her angel.

“Good idea,” Ben said, carving his “B” with a flourish at the bottom of his. “Now everyone knows who made the best one.”

“Debatable,” you muttered, finishing your own initial with a satisfied nod.

Alex added his “A” silently, glancing up with a small smirk as Emma leaned over to nudge him.

As you all sat up, the sound of laughter caught your attention. The last group of neighbourhood kids was a few yards away, rolling snow into giant mounds to form the base of a snowman while the rest of the street stayed dormant, the night slowly creeping up.

Ben squinted at them, then turned to you, his grin mischievous. “Think we could do better?”

“Oh, absolutely,” you replied, already on your feet.

The four of you got to work, scooping and packing snow as quickly as your soaked, frozen fingers would allow. The snowman started small, a modest figure compared to the heavy one the kids were making. Ben insisted on adding his own flair, giving it a crooked smile made of pine needles and twigs for arms that looked like they were mid-dance.

Emma stepped back to admire the work. “He looks like he’s auditioning for a Christmas musical.”

“Better than a boring ol’ snowman,” Ben said, adding a tiny snowball hat to the top of its head.

You knelt down to smooth out its base, adding a scarf you’d borrowed from Emma’s collection to give it a finishing touch.

The kids nearby noticed your creation and waved, their giggles carrying through the crisp air. One of them called out, “Yours looks funny!”

“You look funny,” Ben shouted back, laughing as he threw his arm over your shoulders.

"No need to be fighting kids, Ben" Emma warned as she stopped herself mid-giggle.

"They started it!" Alex chirped in, whining.

When the snowman was finished, the four of you stood back to admire it, your cheeks rosy from the cold and exertion. The little snowman was lopsided but charming, a perfect reflection of the fun that had gone into making it.

“Alright,” Bryan called again from the porch, shaking his head as he watched you all. “Seriously, now. Get in here before Lisa makes me come out there to drag y’all back myself.”

Ben turned to you with a grin. “Guess we better listen before we end up grounded.”

You laughed, brushing snow off your coat as the group headed back inside. The kids were still laughing, the little snowman standing proudly in the yard as a reminder of your impromptu snow day antics.

You all trudged back into the house, your shoes squeaking against the hardwood floors. Your hair was wet, your noses red from the cold, and your hands wrinkled and stiff. Ben rubbed his hands together, blowing on them dramatically.

“Y’all are somethin’ else,” she said, though her smile betrayed her amusement.

“My fingers are gonna fall off,” Emma complained.

Lisa and Bryan were quick to hand out towels, ushering everyone toward the warmth of the fireplace. Lisa had already turned up the heat, and the fire crackled invitingly as you all crowded around it, towels draped over your shoulders.

“Alright,” Lisa announced, hands on her hips. “Y’all had your fun. Now warm up and get yourselves to bed. It’s late.”

Ben leaned down, brushing a quick kiss against your snow-damp, tinted cheek.

“You fight dirty,” he murmured, the warmth of his voice contrasting with the lingering chill of the snow.

You smirked, nudging him lightly. “Learned it from the best.”

You exchanged a glance with Ben, the two of you grinning despite your exhaustion. It had been a fleeting moment of winter wonder, but it was one you’d never forget. As you curled up in bed later, trying to warm up, you were still laughing about your lopsided snowman, you couldn’t help but think that even the smallest miracles could bring the greatest joy. This was the kind of moment that made the holidays magic not just the cookies or the lights, but the love threaded through it all.

#Azzie's Advent Calendar #azzie asks #ben shelton #benshelton #ben shelton x reader #atp tennis

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 2 years ago

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Hellooooo i wanted to ask what jeff, toby, nina and ben with a reader with 🍒 strech marks and if your not comfortable thats okay! You can do strech marks in genral!

Ive just been rlly insecure about mine😭

(Also i have no ideas about anons but can i be 🪸 anon if its open?)

Hello! I wouldn't say i was made uncomfortable by this request, rather, i feel like i wanted to kind of open up this ask to a wider audience! So i did end up just doing stretch marks in general. I would also like to say that I am very excited to write for Nina!! She's such an icon <333

Also, yes, 🪸 is open!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Jeff

Jeff is the type of guy to find stretch marks incredibly attractive

When you are cuddling, he runs his fingers across the marks

If he can, he will kiss them as well

Whenever he greets you, say, if he was coming home from a mission, he would kiss your lips, and run his ands across the areas your stretch marks are on

Finding out that you are insecure about your stretch marks genuinely shocks him

Like wdym the stretch marks are the best part

But if it makes you uncomfortable, he will stop publicly giving you affection to those spots

That won't stop him from trying his hardest to convince you that your stretch marks are amazing

If you wear clothing that shows off your marks, he will ~strangely~ become more physically affectionate

It gets him so excited when you are confident to show off your body, but again, if you aren't the type of person to show off your body, he obviously won't be bothered by that

The way he sees it, you are the most gorgeous person on the planet and seeing you so insecure about something that he thinks is wonderful about you makes him sad

And so, whenever you're insecure, he will always assure you that he's here for you and that he will absolutely support you so that you feel comfortable in your skin

He also likes to bite them IM SO SORRY

Nina

Personally, I feel like she'd be indifferent to your stretch marks

She's more of a personality person anyways, so she genuinly won't notice your insecurities unless you tell her about them

When you do tell her about them though, she will go out of her way to hype you up

"OH MY GOODNESS Y/N YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL IN THAT OUTFIT I LOVE YOU!!"

"Isn't my partner soooo beautiful and perfect? They're so special, I just wanna squish them until their eyes pop out of their sockets <333"

"BABY. IM GOING TO EAT YOU"

She definetly experiences cute aggression

I bet you couldn't guess

She is a bit of a loudmouth, so if you want her to simmer down about it, she would try her best but in the end, she just needs to share her love for you with the world

I think the most low-key she can get is occassionally she will squeal when she sees you, and sometimes she will lick your face

No, i will not elaborate

She's gonna do whatever you wanna do when it comes to comfort

Wanna hide them? She's got the concealer

Wanna embrace them? She will literally worship you until you are all flustered and embarassed, giggling and begging her to stop

Just want some lighthearted comfort? She will sit in your lap and look into your eyes lovingly, kissing your nose occasionally and laying on your shoulder the rest of the time

Toby

He's so wholesome with it, bless him

He's absolutely the type of gyy to give your marks little nicknames

Bearclaws, Tiger marks, etc

He understands being insecure about them, as he is a very insecure person himself

And so, when you tell him about your insecurities he will comfort you in the way he likes to be comforted

He will hold you protectively, keeping his nose buried in your sweet smelling hair, and rubbing small circles around the marks

If you aren't in the mood to be held, he will lay on his stomach in between your legs, tracing the marks and counting them

Or if you just want to be distracted from your body, he will turn on some calm music, and ramble all his thoughts to you as you rub his head

Publicly he doesn't do much with your stretch marks

He doesn't want you to be embarrassed

If you want him to show more public affection to your marks, you'll have to tell him

He will oblige happily, of course

He will come up behind you, place his hands pn your hips and sway the both of you side to side, whispering into your ear how beautiful you are, how happy you make him, how much he loves you, etc

Definitely the best out of the list to have for comfort

BEN

Like Jeff, he finds stretch marks to be very attractive

Though, he understands if you are insecure about them

He teases you about it (lovingly)

"But baby they're so hot! What do you mean you hate them??"

"Aww come on, you're gonna deny me your full beauty?"

Most of the time, you will have to tell him about your insecurities whilst he plays a video game

He's listening, i promise, he just refuses to not play video games

If you are in a really sad mood though, he'll pause the game, and rotate the chair over to look at you

He'll beckon you over with a "c'mere", and as you stand in front of him, he will hug you and rest his chin on your lower stomach, looking up at you with a smile and kissing your hipbones

He'll talk to you softly, asking if you wanna sit with him

And as you sit on his lap, he continues to play his game, bragging to everyone on vc how gorgeous his partner is

He absolutely gets trolled for being a simp, but he knows you need it and above all, wants you to be happy

Publicly, he will also brag to people about how beautiful you are

Especially to Jeff since he sees him the most

"Oh my god dude, PLEASE shut up"

"You're just jealous you don't have a partner that's literally the most gorgeous person to ever exist. It's understandable, really. I mean, i know i would be"

"*stressed jeff noises*"

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tiny-vermin · 11 months ago

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I want to know more about the m9 artist au!! I remember reading a post or two about it a billion years ago (and would love to read them again) 💜

hi jess!!!! thank u for being interested hehe :")

so ever since i drew that lil thing of essek painting a frank stella inspired painting (or even before), ive been thinking of what kinds of art each of the m9 would do. essek ofc is inspired by a minimalist show that i went to here, all the big names from that movement were shown, but those really dark, sinkhole-like paintings are speaking to me. another artwork of boxes made of mirrors also seems like the thing he would do too

there's a kiln here that we visited which was huge, and surrounding it were artists' studios and some other ceramic sellers, i imagine the clay family having a place like this in the middle of nowhere amongst the trees, and caleb would do his work there

anyways because at heart im a shadowgast luver its centred around them,, they meet at an artist residency or something like that and its an incredibly slow burn that involves talking and not-talking and looking and not-looking. in the end i am but a simple wong kar wai fan so. that kinda vibes would definitely influence this, i would describe it as a quiet burning i guess?? time skipy and words that are not said

i think im gonna rant a bit more about their different mediums and styles so i'll keep it under the cut

i think caleb sculpts figures and portraits, but in a sad, kathe kollwitz charcoal vibe. maybe some funky looking animals, perhaps some pots and vases to look at the pretty glazes. he's interested in using fire to burn texture into different mediums, like ive seen it being used on shellac to make a really cool net of ink looking structure.. but yknow, just seeing the aftermath of glazed ceramic from the kiln is enough, and probably better for him to keep his distance anyways

the clay family produces most of the ceramic to sell, vases, pots, plates, cups, teapots, yknow just a whole array. and its really colourful too, depicting every family members different style. i think caduceus would do some matte glazes with a lot of different colours, theyre all a little wonky but theyre better off that way anyways. he does some really mean ink calligraphy and painting though

jester definitely does,, everything, whatever her heart desires kinda thang. she makes pastel textile installations and lighthearted cute paintings, but theyre always so contemplative and soothing. she gets m9 a lot of work cus her mom has connections, etc etc. i really love the idea of jester creating works that talk about the female body and femininity (definitely not projecting no)

beau is a printmaker and photographer who's really experimental, she loves cyanotypes and printing flowers (for yasha), idk she seems like she would put fabric and rocks into the washing machine to see what would happen. u would probably catch her in someone elses studio learning about what they do or in the library learning about what old people did

veth works in a museum as a curator, getting beau to help her sometimes with gathering artworks and artists etc. she probably organises community art projects for kids and public art installations. her house is full of m9's artworks and various other artists shes worked with.

yasha does bouquets as her post-retirement part time job, prior to that no one really knows what she did ("she probably murdered a bunch of people and is now hiding from the government"). fjord draws comics for fun but is also not a job for him, molly is a question mark for me. but these guys probably wont be in it as much anyways

im still not sure what format i wanna do this in, im actually having fun just writing it in my notebook now (digital does not facilitate the creative juices) but i do want to do some visuals like fake movie stills or storyboards. maybe they will work together well???? dunno. working on the other shadowgasty thing im doing made me realise how much easier it is to draw when there's a script already there, so im writing the script for myself

im definitely not as practiced in writing as i am in drawing, but idk im just gonna have some fun and see where that takes me, meanwhile try not to feel too bad that its fanart HAHA (very bad habit)

edit: i just saw my previous thoughts on beau being an art journalist, but i kinda like this better.. but maybe she can do both muah

#working tag for this ->#the kiln #honestly if u had any tips for writing #i'd love to hear..#i was insulted once on my writing and never wrote again HADHSFHF #oh and also emo smoking #that is somethng i want to draw more of

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v-i-r-i-d-i-a-n · 11 months ago

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EPISODE 86!! (If you’re unaware I do little commentaries and quotes for episodes of JRWI:Riptide cus it’s my first watch through :D)

Jazz;”I can tell by the way you carry yourself you’ve never had a man in your life” SCREAMING CRYING CACKLING WTF

Chip;“I’m scared of people, I’m deeply insecure, I have fatherly trauma, uhm, I’m haunted but I’m giving him the fuck boy face, I’m deeply traumatized by the world around me, I’m a product of my environment and I’m never good for anything”

Charlie;“What are you most scared of?”

Bizly;“B- bees.”

Jay;”My body is a temple”

Goblin;”Exactly exactly you’re getting it!”

I can’t tell if I love Jazz or not

Jazz;”If it’s such a good system what’re you doing up here?”

Gillion;*Insert uncomfortable lip bite*

Griffin;”I’m a big, cuddly teddy bear on the inside.”

Chip;”I thought it was like- 5 years-“

Jay;”5 years- how old do you think you are?”

Chip;”I don’t…I don’t know- how old am I-?”

ALSO ITS ONLY BEEN 4 MONTHS?? EVERYTHING HAS ONLY BEEN 4???????MONTHS????? No fucking way

Chip;”One time she pantsed me and I died.”

Chip;”You have a more like- calming voice! Whenever I talk people just get angrier and angrier”

Jay;”Shut the fuck up Chip- oh wait you’re right.”

Gillion;”Guys :(( I think Satan got our frog :(((“

Grizzly;”I know there’s a difference between seas and oceans but fuck that”

The way Gillion feels so fucking responsible I’m gonna go sob

Gillion;”No wait maybe this all works out! Cus maybe- killing me will fix Filipe and also send me to hell so I can get him back!”

Chip:”This is not, your, fault!”

Jazz;”uh no, i can take you to heaven though,”

Gillion;”FUCK”

MMMMM JAY AND GILLION MOMENTS JAY AND GILLION MOMENTS

Jay;”you worry me y’know?”

Jay;”You’re willing to let Filipe stab you, every night”

Gillion;”That’s what friends do.”

Jay;”Gillion, if you needed to stab me, every night. For the rest of my life so you could stay on the ship-“

Gillion;”I’d explode myself instantly.”

MMMM CALL OUT HIS SELF SACRIFICIAL NATURE YESSS

Gillion;”I guess I’ve never- had anyone come up to me like this- and care in this way-“ GILLION HAS NEVER RECEIVED EMOTIONALLY SUPPORT EVER DIHFKSKDJ

Chip;”We can not go to therapy we’d be there forever!”

Chip;”I’d like to teach you a new word. Come”

Gillion;”I already know cum.”

Chip;”How is saying a mean thing worse than stabbing then stabbing something?!”

Gillion;”Well- saying the mean thing hurts!”

Chip;”So does stabbing??”

Gillion;”but not in like a real way”

Gillion;”You seem like a really well put together guy”

Chip;”…is that sarcasm?”

Gillion;”BA BAM”

Chip letting Gillion read his mind so he can tell when he’s lying aw that’s cu- OH FUCK OH DHIT OH FUCK OH SHIT

Gillion;”I’m a liability?? Aren’t I?” SOBSS

Chip;”Gil im- I’m sorry-“

Gillion;”Me too. I’ve gotta go.”

Chip;”GIL- GIL c’MON-“ my babies :(((

Gillion;”Starin’ at the phone I don’t know what to say, nothing ever ever will be okay.”

Chip is thinking about how he keeps fucking up with Gillion UEUEUEUEUE

Chip;”Or is the chosen one too chicken?”

Gillion;……….whats a chicken?”

Chip;”You jumped out the window and I thought- I thought “this is the guy that’s gonna get me killed”

This lighthearted duel is gonna be the death of me I love them so much

Chip calling Gill ‘Tidestrider’ holds such a special place in my heart”

Jay;”YOURE BOTH FUCKING IDIOTS.”

OMG CHIP TATTOO CHANGE LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO

#jrwi #jrwi riptide spoilers #jrwi riptide #just roll with it #just roll with it riptide #gillion tidestrider #chip last name #chip bastard #jay ferin #jrwi riptide quotes

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tendou-satori-chocolatier · 2 years ago

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please give me your iwaoi fanfic recs 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

Help I'm so dead. I just freaking deleted my iwaoi recs list and now I have to make it again 🥲🥲🥲 freaking Tumblr. You guys better eat this up cause im remaking this all over again. Okay anyways, ver 2: my iwaoi fanfic recs list:

(Not in any particular order, most have smut, all can be found on ao3)

1.) Coffee king- oiivkawa- the starting point for my love of cafe au's, best coffee au fanfic ever period, so so so fluffy, oikawa is the cutest cafe server and he falls HARD for the cafe's new kind-of-regular, Iwaizumi

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10721739/chapters/23756658

2.) Wedding ring- crazychipmunk- angst, heart-rending, surprisingly made me cry, happy ending tho, super good angsty iwaoi fanfic, I promise its not ALL angst tho😭, it's super fluffy too

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25393174/chapters/61577038

3.) The courtship ritual of the Hercules beetle- kittebasu- bugs? Oikawa is still a nerd its just for bugs now, I'm just gonna copy and paste the summary cause I love it and it sums it up perfectly: "Tooru is pretty sure he could manage the mating habits of a mosquito. It’s the mating habits of people he can’t seem to get right." I love fics like this that preserve the characteristics of the characters even though it has nothing to do with volleyball

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6422014/chapters/14701168

4.) That's your husband?!- a_very_smolfrog- just😌🤌, iwaoi being simps, oikawa is a physics professor and iwa is a volleyball coach au, makki is iconic as always, iwaoi being the iconic: childhood friends to lovers and we adore eachother but we will definitely expose eachother if need be trope, I'm so sad this is so short (2000 words), it should've been longer😔, I adore them all

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29412615

5.) Conquering the great king- suggestivescribe- this fic is actually so iconic, just perfection at its max tbh, just iwaoi being iwaoi but make it smutty and make it at the office, iwa is an editor and tbh I don't remember or know what kawa is, it's some office job, not kuroo being a slay as always, honestly has to be one of the best iwaoi fanfics of all time

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3301085?view_full_work=true

6.) Until the sky opens up- iwaoidk- the summary lowkey did them dirty, not really tho cause I still read it😋🙄 but this was way better than I thought it was going to be, like iwaoi accidentally gets kissed by every member in his team, I'm still convinced that they did all that to make oikawa GET A MOVE ON, oikawa confesses and he's a little dense but so is iwa so whatever, they're perfect for eachother like that😻

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5008225

7.) Looks like it- ivyfics- iwaoi have been dating for a while now, they just didn't know it, iwa is very competitive in his knowledge on tooru, cute and short, recommend if you want something to speed read for some lighthearted fluff

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11729118

8.) Six month lover- afuzzyowl- I'm gonna be completely honest, I haven't finished this fic yet BUT I PROMISE ITS NOT CAUSE IT WAS BORING, IT WAS SO GOOD, I just never got to finishing it cause I was busy but thinking about this fic makes me actually want to finish it, oikawa makes iwaizumi a PowerPoint presentation on why they should date, oikawa is absolutely utterly in love with iwaizumi (same, like who isn't?), oikawa is trying to convince his best friend to fall for him, I adored this and now I need to go finish it, edit: HELP IM BASICALLY FINISHED AND ITS SO GOOD BEHESKJSA ITS SO SO SO GOOD I CANNOT EVEN FIND THR WORDS

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14100501/chapters/32488506

9.) Kilometer zero- internetpistol (orphan_account)- a classic iwaoi fic, childhood friends to lovers, slowburn, it's just them in a class well done iwaoi fic, there's nothing else to say, it was really good, "just gay yearning"- the author's ao3 tag

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28732224/chapters/70448769

10.) The Pda jar- orphan_account- iwaoi is obliviously in love, everyone knows it but them and they're all tired of their pda so they make a pda jar, it's really the only way to make them see their idiocy😌, this is why I love aoba johsai folks, live love laugh seijoh, highkey hilarious

https://archiveofourown.org/works/4230951

#here you guys go!#sorry for procrastinating while making this😭#iwaoi fanfics #haikyuu fanfics #iwaoi fanfic recommendations #haikyuu fanfic rec #haikyuu fanfic recommendation #haikyuu #iwaoi #iwaizumixoikawa

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milkbreadtoast · 9 months ago

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still on my reread of early twsb and... the inn mini arc is so good/important... i didnt realize how much when i first read... but like... (ch 46 thoughts IM PLAGUED BY THE #YESSAYS AGAIN)

the MC trio's personalities are all SO diff and up till now theyve had a lot of friction and only rly interacted together bc they were kind of forced to... But despite their stark diffs one of the main thing that unites them is they all have the same strong moral compass... like their morals r in alignment. They all can't stand seeing injustice... and their diff personalities give them diff approaches to solving the (same) problem; diff strengths filling in what the other lacks... but they have the same goal/their hearts r in the same place... I rly think this is the strongest thing that binds them together🥹 theyre all good kids...

This inn mini arc is the first time the MC trio r all united in thought and working together completely of their own volition (while they showed teamwork before, it was still in situations where they were basically forced to be together, e.g. training lessons or punishment)

But here they witness the same event and they all feel the same rage at the injustice and put aside their differences to make a plan...

yeseo's had a lot of misunderstandings/misreadings of cedric's behavior and saw him p unfavorably up to this point but thats slowly starting to change... im just gonna drop some liveblogs here skfjd

(+ u wouldnt think much of it but the fact that he observes they all make the same expression "at the same time" means he's glancing at each of their faces...)

the fact that hes constantly checking cedric's reactions + trying to read what he's thinking/feeling in the moment... yeseo's empathy is 1 of his strongest traits imo and this an example of how he extends this to everyone (including the guy who he has thought of as a huge jerk all this time + is trying to avoid)

(and this is something I RLY rly love about yeseo... even w ppl he tries not to get close to/doesnt particularly like he still cant help but empathize with them? like even way before this when he concludes cedric must be entering the tournament to help his "son" who is in pain... and reasons that he must feel angry seeing chris freely mooch off yeseo's ether bc his "son" suffers from ether depletion... and when the 3 are assigned to clean the portal as punishment, and he's waiting outside w ced... notes that "he looks serious even from the side" and blurts without thinking "um... it will be okay, your royal highness." "...i am talking about Sadie." all these are examples of him extending empathy to cedric/thinking of him sympathetically (even tho he has the wrong idea)... He doesn't have to, but he does anyway, because that's the kind of person he naturally is... I really do think his strong empathy is 1 of his most prominent chara traits. 🥹❤️‍🔥)

🥹... this moment is rly cute skfjsn but yet again!! another small ex of him trying to understand what cedric is thinking on some lvl and relate/connect w him (EVEN THO ITS ALL SUBCONSCIOUS... AND HES THINKING THIS IN LIKE A LIGHTHEARTED JOKEY WAY... STILL TRUE)

(^the fact that he describes how cedric's eyes look means that he looked over & checked cedric's reaction in this moment, even tho ced didn't give a verbal rxn like himself & christelle...)

^^^^^🥹🥹🥹..!!!! AAAAH... also i talked mostly abt cedyes here but he definitely grows closer w christelle bc of this too (and the 3 of them as a whole)... and again its bc their morals r in alignment here + he's starting to understand what kind of ppl they r... but its ESP important w cedric bc he never rly thought of chris as a bad person? but up till even just the day before he's thought of cedric as being a huge asshole... witnessing all these tiny little moments that together signal a (gradual) turning point in how he views cedric makes me WANT TO FUCKING SCREAMMM AAAA!!!! AAAAAAAAH.

#twsb #twsb liveblog #idk if anyone will open/read this #LONG ASS POST... I JUST NEEDED TO SCREAM #IM LIKE TRYING TO SUCK THE JUICE OUT OF EVERY LINE #(this is actually only a fraction of my liveblogs of this part i rly am screencapping every sentence LEJSKSJ #IM NOT EVEN DONE W CH 46 YET BUT I HAD TO PAUSE AND SCREAM--#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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starredfishing · 2 months ago

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epic the musical review: troy saga

horse and the infant:

i like the underlying beat at the start. bassline? it fucks

but now we'll be the ones who SLAYYYYY ✨💅🏳️‍🌈

'diomedes will lead the charge' yay nepotism

'neo avenge your father kill the brothers of hector' i forgot pyrrhus was here,,, get their asses ig. anyway i like that he shouts out almost every major player just for a fun cameo

setting up some very strong leitmotifs (?) at the start w the penelopeee line

thats not an eagle bitch!!!! dont fucking give me a hawk!!!

i respect jorge's songwriting i rlly do but sometimes lines don't hit and i dont think "i know that im ready/i dont think youre ready" just didnt hit idk

the music box lullaby when he sees the infant bc its a baby :((

troys very own prince Hec Tor . the beat hit on that one

just a man

im gonna be so real this song solos almost the entire rest of the musical its so good ALSKJFJDF not a single off or odd line in the whole song. first song i heard from this before i knew what epic was. i have nothing but positive things to say abt it sorry SLDKFSDJF i like that it sounds like a lullaby. i like the way it swells. i like how hard jorge's fucking EATING w the vocals

full speed ahead

it is kinda jarring how we jump right from the war to full speed ahead but also like whatever full speed ahead

great strings <3 ily strings

SIX HUNDRED MEN.

the chorus has a good blend of voices

that for meeeEEeee was so beautiful thanks jorge

great introduction to eurylochus and polites' opposing philosophies in terms of strategy and also his crew

open arms

polites has suuuuch a beautiful voice this song (specifically the chorus) gets stuck in my head all the time

the opening claps make me wanna start singing where is your rider by the oh hellos

jorge was so fucking funny for this choice. like narratively it makes sense for how he decided the theme was ruthlessness is mercy enough that he was like polites is important and the lotus eaters are just lil guys. justified choice but funny nonetheless LDSKFSDJF

'welcome :]' theyre so cute slfkjdsfj

whenever im having a rough one i just hear polites 'you can relax my friend' and im like fuck so true i CAN relax

warrior of the mind

again its so interesting that jorge's thesis for this musical was sometimes its ok to be harsh/murder is okay but this is abt greek mythology so yeah go off ig

i didnt realize there was a flashback in here at first listen so the clock noises just confused me

actually the first bit of epic i heard was YOU ARE ATHENAA (ATHENA) BADASS IN THE ARENA

overall thoughts:

pretty lighthearted intro to the entire musical, the songs sound like they're made by the same person/for the same show while still retaining unique qualities. just a man is, again, my personal fav of this saga and the only one i tend to re-listen to i think bc it has the most traditional musical qualities as opposed to some of the (sometimes) halting speak-singing and tripping beats. but im getting more endeared to the show the more i listen to it but ngl my first listen thru i was kindof a hater

#starry.txt #live starry reaction #sorry this is gonna be a lot of. them #but yeah like the more i listen the better i feel abt the show but i still get tripped up by #some of the speak-singing parts #and i think some songs sound too similar/dont stand out enough #but this is all said w genuine respect for the creators/performers ofc

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cogbreath · 1 year ago

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not a vent but it is a ramble of personal things but

im seriously so so like... shocked idk. i didnt expect this to happen. it seems like its really gonna happen. but im nervous. theres been times before where it was like. my mom was talking about how he might not be allowed 2 live here anymore and i was so hyped but then nothing came of it. i cant have that happen again. im 21 years old man. and i dont have a life because of the shit living arrangements we have going on bc of him. if hes really fed up and leaving this is gonnabe so fucking huge.......... like i said before i want his room so i can expand my waifu shrines 😈 ... lol. im being lighthearted. i seriously had 0 hope for a while. and idk. i once had a serious breakdown in front of my mom wherre i admitted that i felt like i was genuinely gonna end up killing him. and tbh i thought that there was a chance that ended up being the only way out. im really happy if this is true and im getting an actual happy ending for once. ive been. wanting this so desperately since i was a kid guys. seriously. i hate that man so much. hes a disgusting abusive asshole with 0 compassion + he m*lested me. hes got mad health problems that my mom manages for him and i wonder if shes worried about how he'll do on his own with that. personallly i dont care. i dont care. i want him out. i dont want my mama being his caregiver nomore. cruel cruel man. for all my life ive watched that man degrade her ans berate her and expect her to serve him afterwards ..... ive had to deal with overhearing him harassing her for never having sex with him.. which is something that was always extra painful for me because of my own sexual trauma.... theres honna be a lot of scary changes like my mom says i have to get a job again. im really not not good at working due to my disabilities. but i could hold a job for a year before i ended up losing it. it was very trauamtic. i dont want to work again. but i will be freed from the familial agony. its a lot guys. seriously. ive been so so so isolated and disconnected from eberything and everyone because of it for all my life. ive never been able to truly be a person because of it. it became my job to help my mother emotionally and mentally to degrees that no child really should havr to because she had no one else. i dont fault or resent her at all for that and im happy to defend her and help her and listen to her. its a lot though and especially when i was younger. also

ill probably do drugs less often because i wont be trying to drown out another fight theyre having.

im nervous because im a a psychotic autistic agoraphobic and i will have to be going outside now. but. i will be going outside now... which means having a life. my mom will be with me still. i will still live with her and probably will most my life because of my circumstances. but i love her. im okay with having to maybe do some scary things because of that. dude. theres a convention near me soon that i was hoping to go to. i kinda just had it as a pipe dream though. because basiclaly i have no ability or opportunities to leave the house. but now i will. im really hopping that this is rwal and i'll be able to go... its my goal. i want to make a misty monsoon cosplay. i really do. im crying rn bexause im just so excited to get a chance at things. trust me thougu im still gonna be a asocial shutin first and foremost. dont worry guys i wont be abandoning you. im a dedicated poster. but you know. im gonna be posting under better circumstances inshallah.

also this is a lot for me spiritually. my dad is heavily islamophobic and ive not been able to safely be open because of him. ive prayed and prayed a lot to allah to help make things to where i can finally do that. i really really feel like allah has given me a great gift here im so happy allahu akbar

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verminviscount · 2 years ago

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ive been made aware that i have strong opinions on my personal ranking of percy jackson characters so im making a post about it. bc thats what we do here on tungle.hell. experiencing brain worms? spread the word. @garecc i invite you to include your own brain worms here

for those who may not know, which i expect is most of my followers here, Travis (garecc) and i go way back to the days of a trials of apollo discord server that has since crumbled under the weight of various discourse and does not exist at this time. so if anyone understands pjo brain rot, its him.

ONTO THE RANKING. ill be focusing on main characters bc if i include side characters we'll be here all day and Sally Jackson would be every character in this top 5.

1. Hazel Levesque. Deserves better in the eyes of fandom. Gained pretty good control over the mist within one book. Has a cool magic horse. Similar tragic backstory to Nico, but not sulking about it. No shame in sulking, but its cool to see someone go through bad shit and come out still feeling mostly okay.

2. Will Solace. Unfortunately for me, I haven't finished the trials of apollo series yet, so i dont know THAT much about Will as he's primarily a background character. But Apollo kids and medics both get my utmost respect and appreciation, always. and he's a little bit of a sarcastic little shit, but the kind where people dont get annoyed with you bc its almost always funny and lighthearted. i know from hearing people talk about tsats that he's also a Sad Boy (which is to be expected as a demigod, tragedy physically cannot leave you alone.), and im excited to read about someone with my personality go through a mental breakdown :D!

3. Frank Zhang. Listen to me. How can he not be this high up. I don't even know where to begin with this guy, he's so gods damned cool. He's just such a good character and a good dude too! I'd love to be his friend. What a sweetheart, iirc he was the only person at camp jupiter who wasnt freaked out by Nico? he's so nice. children of Ares/Mars are usually mean, and he's so nice. i love him so much. also his life force is connected to a chunk of wood, which is kinda neat. he's a legacy of poseidon. he's canadian. im pretty sure his first name is Westernized bc his grandma calls him Fai, my last name was westernized when my great grandparents came over so i sort of get it though not nearly to the same degree. I ALMOST FORGOT HE CAN SHAPESHIFT!!! DUDE what a cool guy. we gotta move on, i gotta cut myself off. give him more attention in your fan works

4. Nico di Angelo. obviously a fan favorite, but im talking canon Nico here. im not talking about an uwu soft emo boi. im talkin about a sarcastic, pessimistic, deeply insecure little dude. listen, im not gonna talk about the things i love about nico because its been said a million times. its nothing new. im just gonna say that i love reading about characters that go through awful awful trauma and still overcome and find joy on the other side.

5. Rachel Elizabeth Dare. so my impulse is to put Leo here bc i adored him when i first read HoO. and if i didnt really think about it, i wouldve put him. but... Rachel!! how can you not love her! a mortal lady who can see through the mist, she fought with a hairbrush, she's the liveliest and loveliest oracle of delphi camp halfblood has ever and will ever know, she’s from money and hates it, she's an activist, an artist, way more helpful than the last oracle for sure. the mummy in the attic just left you to fend for yourself, Rachel will at least try to help you interpret what a prophecy means. she's blunt and talks a mile a minute, i love seeing my "flaws" represented positively in media.

honorable mentions: Leo Valdez of course, easily my number 6 spot. Apollo/Lester, we love seeing immense character development. Grover Underwood, probably the first time i ever had a definitive favorite character. Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase, romance would be dead and we wouldnt have a series without them.

#percy jackson #pjo hoo toa #character ranking

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lightlycareless · 2 years ago

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chapter 32 finally here,,, im so late getting this ask in but this chap HAS been rolling around in my head,, getting chewed on ,,

we got SO much backstory in this one to work with and its SO cute too- like, not only does it work as such a good narrative contrast to the current relationship going on, what with eiichi and minako actually being able to have 1) respectful disagreements over taste 2) REAL playful banter that doesn't end up in some sort of argument or with horrifyingly thick tension 3) most importantly both people want to be there and see more of each other- its also just a very very sweet scene overall

AND it goes on to even show him properly standing up for her, supporting her career, sweet gift exchanges,,, n naoya is just cringing at the end of it. you FOOL. you should be taking NOTES rn

(also y/n met naoya first at the goodwill event,,, that has to have been mentioned before but i blanked on it till now. god. i hope we see that at some point i can only imagine)

y/n i think you SHOULD have just started crying in the store there after the story. just start sobbing. freak him out a little bit. he deserves it

naoya trying to ask genuine questions for once (at least i think he is!! just not,, really coming thru in the tone of voice but hes giving it a go) and just getting. almost entirely ignored. hes TRYING your honor- and what did he BUY?? what is in his pocket i know it cant be a whole record that would not FIT

this whole chapter and the last couple are SO funny bc y/n is (understandably) assuming he's being purposely malicious in ignoring/misunderstanding her and girlie,,, he's just that stupid actually. like he IS an asshole but also? very stupid. he is not getting the signals you are sending and when he does its like a funhouse mirror version his ass does NOT get it!!

"you like sweets?" "how do you know,,," "i figured after you ate a lot of cake at our wedding" "*oh my god,,, he's been watching me so closely,,, hes been stalking me*" GIRL,,, THIS IS THE MOST NORMAL BEHAVIOR HES DISPLAYED. the paranoia (again, understandably) is kicking our ASS rn okay this all makes sense actually rereading the next section like yes. it IS a nice fairly normal gesture of being attentive to what someone likes UNTIL its the last guy on earth you want being aware of you at all EXACTLY

the next few scenes REALLY make the contrast between their and y/n's parents relationship so dramatic bc like i was saying- the banter is just SO different because they do not actually trust each other here. that and its got a very different theme to it- the hiding it under the kimono comment would not have gone well with ANY woman i imagine. "meant it as nothing more than a joke, obviously" NOT OBVIOUSLY MY MAN

and of course,,, the final bit,,, handing the sweets over to naoaki instead,,,, i can not even IMAGINE how chp 33 is gonna start. hes just gonna straight up fall to his knees right there in anguish. pass out maybe. y/n and naoaki having a lighthearted little chat while naoya sobs and dies five feet away. i can't wait. incredible chapter once again

Hello!!

Aww, don't worry! If anything I should be apologizing for being a bit late to reply 😅 stuff happened, but I'm finally here hehe! And overall, I'm super happy this chapter was to your liking, since I love writing backstories... although I'm self conscious from time to time about it because it might be considered boring or irrelevant—and I get it, sometimes we just wanna know what's going on with the main plotline, but at the same time… I’ve been wanting to give certain characters more context. Especially Eiichi and Minako, who hold a special place in my heart. though I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again!! they’re PERFECT, OK?? They’re nothing but loving, caring, understanding and everything in between... and it's my favorite trope of all time!!! I eat that shit up every single time idc it never gets old for me!!!

Ahem.... anyways lol.

The scene that heavily resonated with me of all that occurred in this chapter has to be how Eiichi and Minako were beyond excited to have children... because comparing it to Y/N and Naoya... it's very sad.

If Y/N were to get pregnant somehow, his reaction would certainly be negative. However, there’s a catch with this specific topic which I’ll develop a bit more in the future hehe. But yeah, she's definitely not living her parent's story, not even close.

And same. I’m really disappointed in Naoya’s reaction too, but what did we expect… it’s not like he’s going to suddenly understand the value of this information 😭😭😭😭 Our emotionless little trash bag could never... Ugh, I would be ashamed to even cringe if someone shared me something so intimate… he could’ve at least been a bit more discreet about it 😭 didn’t he get some kind of training in how to behave in these types of situations??? Like from the elders or something??? Since he’s the heir, you know… ??? Guess not.

As for the goodwill event, I’ve only sprinkled mentions here and there :> I think the first one was when Y/N told she saw Naoaki’s technique (same as Naoya’s) in said event, which was coincidentally Naoya’s first event lol. I only remember this cause I recently re-read the chapter where it happens 😂 I’m starting to forget some things… oof. Anyways, Worry not, this moment will be in the story 😊

Omg imagine if she started crying?? I think Naoya would somehow manage to make the situation even worse 😂. Kind of those awkward pats in the back, tell her “if I buy you something will you stop crying?” like she was a child or something lmao—and y/n would definitely be like “Are you serious????”

Overall, Naoya needs to try harder. Waaaay harder. But more than that… he needs to be accountable for the things he’s done—Y/N is not reacting positively to him because he’s just out there acting as if nothing happened! Or if he somehow acknowledged that it did, he still feels like he's blaming her for it, like it's her fault for overreacting to his abuse, and then blaming his brother over it!

Ughhhhhhhhhhhh Naoya needs to wake up, seriously!! I really don’t know what he needs to see or hear to finally understand he’s the problem 😭😭😭😭 And Ranta isn’t of much help either… but maybe he’s doing all that because he knows how he is hahah that he won’t react outside of essentially being compliant to him 😅 being Naoya’s “friend” must be a nightmare.

And with the whole Naoya being attentive to her is reminds me of this meme lol

Just something I noticed while drafting, I tend to use the same phrases when writing their dialogue—it’s kind of sick, isn’t it? I’m tormenting Y/N all ways possible LMAO. (this is actually something I’m very self-conscious about… please forgive me 😭 Also damn I wish I had a FC for Naoaki... I mean I do but I want to reveal that on the character profile hehe)

But yeah, being reminded of that is like... you're already freezing, and someone decides to throw you another bucket of ice. You're like damn???? was that necessary?? She certainly didn't need to be told that he's keeping a closer watch. (Ah... if only the circumstances had been different, I would've been like... oh, how sweet of him) YIKES.

Now that we’re talking about the differences between their relationship towards Eiichi and Minako, it made me wonder how she would take that comment if it had been them instead.

I think Minako would be either like "what are you babbling about?" at first. HOWEVER, if she’s feeling kind of frisky and we know she be like that with him lol, I think she’d say something instead like “There’s something else I’d like under my kimono” and Eiichi would just, yeah. short circuit. 9 months later, Hinata came to be. HAHAHAHAHAH

It’s all in the context really, some couples are more comfortable with certain topics, others are not and the only way to establish that is through communication—unfortunately, even though Naoya and Y/N may be married, they’re not a couple by any means 😭😂. So yeah, that was waaaay out of pocket. I would’ve slapped him if I didn't have to fear for my life immediately afterwards 😭😅😂

As for the next chapter... if he passes out by seeing Naoaki and Y/N… good. It’s what he deserves 😊 Although something else is going to happen that I think will certainly rattle him—oh, whoops. Spoilers. 🤪🤪 (I’m really excited for you to read that chapter jkahgjkajgkaj)

Anyways, thank you so much for coming back for another update!! I know I always tell you this, but I don't think I can ever, ever write down how truly grateful I am to have your support... 🥺❤️ I'm always looking forward to your comments, hehe, they're very motivating, inspiring, sometimes fun to read... overall, I greatly enjoy them—they've certainly made writing this fic more fun ❤️❤️❤️

I hope you have a wonderful rest of the week, take care, and hope to see you soon!!!

#ask #ask series: first it hurts—#naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x reader #naoya zenin x your #jjk naoya #naoya zen'in x reader

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