#just pick a number between 1-13

[bluegiragi]

MERCH PREVIEW + STORE RELEASE INFO!!!

guess who's store is finally launching soon!!! and with merch that arrived with surprisingly great colours considering i genuinely i have no idea how CMYK conversion works!!!

my online store is all set up and ready to go at bluegiragistore.com, but is so far locked behind a password. On 26th March at 8:25am AEST, I'll be posting the password to the store on Patreon so that patrons can get first pick before any rush. 1 hour later, the store will go public!

for people who'd like to prepare beforehand, here are the prices of everything up for sale (in USD):

ALL MONSTER AU CHARMS: $13 each

BOTH SLASHER CHARMS: $13 each

KONIG DOUBLE-SIDED CHARM: $13

SUBTLE GHOSTSOAP CHARM: $12

DARK GHOSTSOAP STANDEE: $25

Please be aware that shipping will be an additional cost to your order and all orders will come with a tracking number! Shipping costs to the US and Europe will likely vary between $13-$16 USD, while Oceania and Asia will vary between $10-$12 USD. I apologise ahead of time for the inconvenience of the shipping costs but I unfortunately can't get around it any other way - I'm just sadly in an inconvenient location to ship from!

in any case, I'm incredibly excited to launch this store in a few days (and also very stressed about it at the same time LMAO). I've intentionally got a limited stock, just so that I'm not immediately overwhelmed by orders as its my first time doing this sort of thing, but be assured that if all goes well, I'll probably be reopening the store again next month with a bigger order and a bit less hassle :)

if you have any questions feel free to leave them in the replies or send them through the inbox and i'll try get to you asap!

[ninasodiiva]

blooming season

what's blooming in your life this spring?⋆.ೃ࿔🌷

PAC reading

hi my loves! hope you're having a beautiful day, im back after a long hermit period (not painful don't worry) that's why i haven't posted any readings <3 plus i had so many projects and exams but im finally free!!!

to celebrate spring we are taking a look at what's blooming in your life during this season!!

how to choose your group?

take a deep breath and relax your body, look at all the pictures and pick the one you are the most drawn to, don't think about it to much. you might be attracted to the picture or the number. REMEMBER this is a general reading, take what resonates and leave what doesn't. nothing is set in stone. if you are not drawn to any of the pictures this might not be the reading for you loves. that said, let's get into it!

pile 1: flower girl 🪻

hi and welcome pile 1, happy spring and i hope you're doing amazing my loves 🤍 let's get into your reading.

be excited for spring because your reading is giving me MAJOR romcom girl vibes. there are not any signs of relationships or romantic interest in you're reading but i feel this season you're not looking for that. you're open to the idea but it's definitely not a priority! i feel this last months/ years you tried to make sense and figure out what you want your life to look like, your passions, environment, friends, career, goals... you had a white canvas in front of you but no colors to paint with. you felt "lost" because the person you once were no longer existed and at the same time you were discovering and building your new self <3 well this spring life is giving you the paint you needed to make a beautiful and unique

the chapter of surrendering to the unknown is over, spring is lighting up the way for you. your lust for life is taking over. spirit is saying you are TRULY starting a new life with a childlike wonder for everything. i was going to say that maybe you're starting a new project but really you're starting A NEW LIFE 🌷 taking risks, socializing, indulging in activities that make you feel like life is exciting and fun again!! this spring clarity is assured and the fog is clearing, you're moving on from your old life, friends, ways of thinking, girl even your own self. i feel so whimsical in your energy but grounded, you will find the balance to enjoy the beautiful life ahead of you while having a routine that makes you feel stable and secure. perfect balance between surrendering and control. i'm truly watching a master in action babe ✨ spirit is showing movies like enchanted, 13 going 30, uptown girls, how to loose a guy in 10 days, etc. and let me tell you that's the fucking vibe you are giving in spring!!! that main character in a 2000 movie excited for her new beginning and pursuing her passions and dreams 🧚🏼‍♀️ i see you working in a project that's very important to you, very driven, talented and passionate towards it good for you my love!!! like seriously this is a 10/10 reading you have nothing to worry about and all to be happy for <3 i also see you going to social events (could be with friends, a wedding, a party you're invited to) and having LOTS of fun 🩷

spirit is also advising you to compromise yourself to that project or goals and dreams you have. make a promise to yourself but don't rush and exhaust yourself. balance is a common theme in your reading and it's the key to maintaining the energy that's blooming this spring. ofc it's totally normal to feel down sometimes, don't beat yourself up over it!! i just see you so so SO happy and proud of the life you're building and that's what you deserve 100% 🪷🦢 prosperity is on your side and you're definitely in the right path (for those who needed to hear it). TAKE SPACE, DANCE, SING, PAINT, IDK JUST GET OUT THERE AND BE YOURSELF!!!!! trust please just trust and have fun. i'm hearing that some of you will connect with your loved ones more or if you had family problems lately spirit is advising you to resolve them. maybe call them, have a heart to heart conversation and try to find common ground if it's possible (take that as it resonates pls it's only for a few of you).

dear pile one, you've cheered me up with your energy so thanks for that lol 🪷 i hope this reading was helpful and i send you lots of love

Nina˚ ༘♡ ��｡˚

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pile two: bumblebee 🐝

hi and welcome group number two, if you choose the cute bumblebee this is your reading for what's blooming in your life this spring, let's get into it!! <3

my loves right away it was SO easy for me to tap into your energy and focus in channeling, i think you definitely indulge in some spiritual practice. when i opened to your energy i felt like something was being hidden from you (not in a bad way!!), spirit is keeping something hidden from you because it's a surprise, and overall there's this mysterious vibe from you. there are so many synchronicities in your reading, for some reason most of your cards have people with their eyes closed and i've had this deck for a long time and never noticed that, plus the song The Lady In Red started playing. And omg the lyrics also mention "not seeing". listen to it cause i feel it may be a sign or message (and the song is so precious too 🤍)

i see that in the past you went through a situation where you were in a constant battle with someone (?). i strongly feel you were fighting for someone's love/affection/approval. you felt in competition with another person but things didn't end the way you'd hoped. to be honest this past energy feels a bit toxic, im picturing someone spying another's phone (not saying this is you), betrayals, playing dirty, etc. as a result from this your world crumbled into pieces and i feel the pain you felt. i'm being shown yourself from that time and you now and my loves let me tell you, you're a new person 🪷. that experience made you realize there's zero point in begging for someone's affection, far less fighting another girl for a boy 😭 (that's for some of you take it as it resonates). this situation put you in the path of self love and self respect and you're still learning my love (we're always learning don't be hard on yourself <3).

well that's the past, this spring i 100% see you so so SO focused in your peace, in pouring the love and care you deserve into yourself and taking your time and energy seriously, in a soft and ethereal way. it's giving me classic disney princess. they way they moved, talked, the way they see the world and how kind they are! all that but towards your own self 🦢🌷 you will be in your own world and you'll LOVE IT, because its the one you built for yourself, one that makes you feel safe to be your true self without anyone's approval. you're ignoring hate, toxic gossip (yes i believe there's healthy gossip lol), jealousy and judgement.

im so proud of the progress you made and the one that's in the future for you pile two, really. i see you in my minds eye, how you see the world with innocent and curious eyes. doing the things you love, being so genuinely kind to everyone and helping as much as you can. you will have love not only for others but for yourself too. okey snowhite i see you ;) ❤️

now with that said, i can move to the last message. since this spring you're in your own little world, you won't notice this new love coming in. you might now them already or not BUT LISTEN, this is not the past person we just talked about please. i know you are smarter than that and i also know the work you've done to heal, so don't be stupid babes. spirit is not telling me much... omg that's what the song i channeled was about shut tf UPPP. you won't see this person coming because you're in your own world doing your thing, but i see them watching you and planning on how to approach you. for some of you it could be through social media and they might be an earth sign (taurus, capricorn or virgo). yall its coming sooner than you think im so excited for you, be open to get to know this person because spirit and the cards are saying they are a really good match for you. oh and commitment is assured 🫶🏼

my loves i hope this reading resonated and gave you clarity. let me know how this unfolds for you!! i send you lots of love 🩷

Nina˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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pile three: magical horse 🧚🏼‍♀️

hi and welcome pile number three <3 let's get into your reading. your spread is really complex and it's about career/studies/goals you're pursuing. if that doesn't resonate i suggest you to choose another group.

welcome my boss ass bitches i know a queen when i feel this type of energy ✨, spirit took over this reading and they want to give you advice, it seems important because i tried to ask for what's blooming for you in spring but they kept insisting on giving you guidance!! i see you are a person with so much ambition but you feel unhappy with your job. you have so many options to choose from but you're scared to take a leap of faith into a direction aligned with your goals. yall your workplace is EXTREMELY toxic, i see that some of you are scared to make this move because you know your boss or people in higher ranks will "punish you" for "betraying" them (wtf???). babes listen to me, these people are purposefully bringing you down, making you doubt yourself and gaslighting you in hopes that you won't noticed the power, influence and potential you have. they're trying to keep you in their shitty environment because they KNOW you have the power to succeed and most definitely outsmart them. you know that place is not for you group three, i can feel their energy and it's disgustingly manipulative. it reminds me of that video of Robert Downey Jr. visiting Wall Street where everyone is going crazy and he says "if money is evil then that building is hell" (you being Robert obv).

you're overthinking your next step as if you don't know the best option is to GET AWAY FROM THERE, like seriously this place is reminding me of Scientology girl idk where you work at or what environment are you in but you NEED to pack your things and leave spirit is saying. tell me why the song "you don't own me" started playing... BIG SIGN. okey for a few of you this has to do with legal issues and contracts, spirit says they have your back and there will be justice for you, because i see that maybe you can't leave because of a contract. don't stress over it, justice will prevail. trust your intuition, there is so much abundance, success and happiness on the other side. you're used to being in the dark you think there's no place better than in the shadows. spirit is saying you're meant for bigger things, i know you have that idea/project/goals that just thinking about it makes you shine inside out, DO IT ✨ its totally okay to be scared of the unknown but please trust that the best is yet to come 🩷. what's blooming for you in spring is this new opportunity for greatness but only if you take a leap of faith and follow your inner voice! you're a driven and powerful person i know you can do it!!!

i asked for more messages since they only gave you advice and this is JUST PERFECT. in spring you'll celebrate this new beginning in your career, i see social gatherings, traveling, planning ahead, and an overwhelming amount of happiness and love. so wholesome, i see your loved ones being there by your side celebrating this huge milestone. ⭐️ monetary and emotional fulfillment is coming for you this spring AS IT SHOULD!! i just heard the song "APESHIT" by Beyoncé and her ugly ass husband when he says "you need me i don't need you" PERIOD THATS LITERALLY THE BEST WAY TO DESCRIBE IT!!! listen to it now i feel it's a sign

pile three i believe in you and spirit does too, i hope this readings gave you clarity and let me know how this unfolds! 🤍with so much love

Nina˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

[freshstitches]

I finally published the project for my dice roll scarf that went viral last month. If you love dice games, you'll enjoy knitting this pattern.

The color work in this project is determined by an algorithm, a set of rules that determine the final outcome. There isn't an exact set of instructions for this project. Instead, the knitter uses four 10-sided dice or a random number generator to pick the length of the colorwork in each row. 

The result is a staggered stripe sequence along the edge of the shawl. There are trillions of unique outcomes, so no two projects turn out exactly alike. The pattern uses about 500 yards of yarn in total, but the amount of each color that you'll need is randomly determined. Before publishing, I wanted to find out the minimum and maximum amount of each color required to make the project and the probability of each outcome.

The knowledge needed to calculate the yardage was a bit beyond my skill level, but my friend Mary W. Martin helped me gather this info. I used an online probability calculator to find out the probability of each unique stitch count. The results are slightly different depending on whether you use four 10-sided dice (blue) or pick a random number (yellow), but 99% of all possible results fall within a very small range. 

It was an interesting little tangent, but not hugely important to the actual knitting pattern. I can, however, confidently say there is a >99.9% chance that you'll need a 2nd skein of the main color. If you want to know more about the math, you should check out my project notes on Ravelry. 

The thick and thin striped colorwork is created with a super simple "long stitch" technique. The pattern looks great in fluffy mohair or contrasting colors of basic wool and the instructions include some basic tips for substituting yarns or changing the gauge.

Finished Size: 18 x 68” (46 x 172 cm) rectangular wrap.

Yarn: Approx. 315 yards (288 m) of MC and approx. 264 yards (241 m) of CC. Yardage may vary, see notes on yardage below and yardage chart in photos.

• Main Color (2 skeins) - JMR Studio Worsted Weight Mohair, 245 yards (225 m) per 4 oz; 78% Mohair, 13% Wool, 9% Nylon.

• Contrast Color (1 skein each, both yarns held together) - JMR Studio Fingering Weight Mohair, 320 yards (293 m) per 100g; 63% Silk, 23% Kid Mohair, 11% Nylon, 3% Polyester Held with Lavender Lune Yarn Co. Suri Alpaca, 328 yards (300 m) per 50g; 74% Suri Alpaca, 26% Silk.

Yardage: The amount of each color used for this pattern fluctuates based on the random numbers used to determine the stitch pattern. MC uses approx. 233 to 315 yards (213 to 288m) and CC uses approx. 182 to 264 yards (166 to 241m). 99% of possible results fall within a much smaller range. The Yardage Chart shows the distribution of all potential yardage outcomes.

Needles: Size 8 (5 mm) straight needles, or size needed to obtain gauge. NOTE: Straight needles work best with long stitches. Circular needles with a thin cord allow the long stitches to tighten and stretch, making them harder to manipulate.

Gauge: 12 sts x 14 rows = 4 x 4” (10 x 10 cm) square in pattern.

Other Materials: 10 sided die or random number generator, stitch marker, scale, tapestry needle.

Generating numbers: In my sample, I used four ten-sided dice (D10) to choose a number between 4 and 40 sts. If you don't have dice, you can use an online app like RANDOM.org to generate your numbers. If you follow this link, you'll get a list of 63 integers between 4 and 40. NOTE: Each time you visit the link or refresh the page, the list changes. You can also just choose numbers as you knit.

Pattern is available on my website and on Ravelry.

[harrywavycurly]

Summary: Harry is given the wrong number when he goes out to a bar but oddly enough he’s not that upset about it because the number he’s given belongs to you. He quickly learns you’re southern and from then on he finds himself coming up with excuses to talk to you because you not only have no clue he’s Harry Styles you also just bring him a sense of comfort that he can’t seem to find with anyone else. Will you ever learn who he really is? And if you do will it change anything? Let’s find out shall we?✨

Pairing: Harry Styles x southern!reader

CW: Language

Tag List: Open

A/N: this series started off from a request I got for Harry to text someone southern and the idea just took off in my brain from there so I hope y’all enjoy💖

Conversations: here

Extras: here

*this is a texting story but you’ll find everything in the correct order down below*

Part 1: Happens All The Time

Part 2: Wonky

Part 3: Smooth as Sandpaper

Part 4: Fiddlesticks

Part 5: Church it Up

Part 6: After A While

Part 7: King George

Part 8: How in Tarnation

Part 9: Don’t be Ugly

Part 10: As All Get Out bonus convo between Harry and Niall here

Part 11: Odd Little Duck

Part 12: Beat it With a Stick bookstore with Harry here

Part 13: Till the Cows Come Home bonus convo between Harry and Niall here

Part 14: Oh My Days

Part 15: Full As a Tick Harry picking you up here

Part 16: Like A Fiddle

Part 17: Tall Order To Fill

Part 18: Borrowing Trouble how your date ended with Harry here

Part 19: A Little About A Lot you meet Jeff here

Part 20.1: You Thought

Part 20.2: Saddle Up

Part 21: Rub Some Dirt On It Harry’s convo with Jeff here

Part 22: So I Can Kiss You Anytime I Want

Part 23: You Better Not

Part 24: A Sack of Potatoes convo with Kathy here

Part 25: Mouse in Your Pocket

Part 26: Mind Your Manners convo with Jeff here

Part 27: Fired Up

Part 28: Some Kinda Alright

Part 29: Honky Tonk you picking Harry up here

Part 30: Feelin Sassy

Part 31: Get Out of My Kitchen

[strayflowersstarsandlove]

🌟 Masterlist 🌟

🌚 Boyfriend!skz fake texts

Daily texts #1🌞

Daily texts #2🌞

Daily texts #3🌞

Daily texts #4🌞

Daily texts #5🌞

Daily texts #6🌞

Texting bf!skz song lyrics🎸. texting more lyrics!🎤

Sending bf!skz a spicy pic❤‍🔥

Asking bf!skz for a selfie🤳🏻

Bf!skz sending YOU a spicy pic 🌝

Bf!skz reacting to you wanting to go on/off the pill 💊

Bf!skz finding out they're not your bias🤡

Valentine's Day texts🌹

Texting bf!skz "where do you see us in 5 years?"🌱

Bf!skz comforting you when you're feeling sad/upset/insecure 💘

Accidentally flustering bf!skz💋

Bf!skz asking you about your fave straykids song💃🏻

Relationships goals with bf!skz: home screen edition🎯

Bf!skz vs getting you pads🩸

Vibe check with bf!skz⚡

Showing bf!skz your straykids themed manicure💅🏻

Fiance!skz x your engagement ring 💍

Texting bf!skz "I'm going to eat you"😋

Texting bf!skz in your native language 🌏

Bf!skz finds your baby pics/you find his😇

Fiance!skz vs your wedding dress🤍

Texting bf!skz "would you still love me if I was a worm?"🐛

Asking bf!skz to come pick you up🚗

Bf!skz vs you crushing on another idol(ft. ateez!)🎭

Arguing with bf!skz 🌧️

Buying flowers for bf!skz💐

Halloween couple costumes with bf!skz🎃

You vs bf!skz bromances (ft.skz)🤭

Unsent bf!skz texts💔

Needy bf!skz texts👹

Relationship goals with bf!skz: matching items edition👕

"Breaking up" with bf!skz😜

"Sorry wrong number"prank on bf!skz🦄

"Texting bf!skz "i have an ache where you should be"🙊

Random (loving) shit texts with bf!skz 🃏

Bf!skz texts when you lose a loved one/pet/friend☔

Bf!skz vs your GG bias(ft. itzy,nmixx and more!)👠

Asking bf!skz to check if your lips taste like cherries🍒

Texting bf!skz 'baby' with no context🎲

🌚DAD!SKZ MASTERLIST

🌚Fics

🥀EYES WIDE SHUT, Au! Han Jisung fic (completed)

🕯️To Die For - Hyunjin x reader x Felix au fic (work in progress)

0 - I love the way you're screaming my name 1 - Hi, nice to meet ya, got nothing to believe in 2 - The space between a rock and a hard place 3 - It's not living if it's not with you 4 - I found God, I found him in a martyr 5 - So you can drag me through hell if it meant I could hold your hand 6 - Call me friend but keep me closer

🌚 Boyfriend!skz blurbs

Han ♥️

👻Horror nights ⚠️*content warning

🩷Flannel

🍎 I'm not leaving you

🍬Baby are you drooling?

🍯Unconditionally

🫀You are my heart you know? ⚠️ *content warning

🎋 13

🐝Honey bee (dad!hanjisung)

🥛Of monsters and milk (dad!hanjisung)

Leeknow 💜

📷Camera roll

❤️‍🩹I don't mind

☘️Okonomyaki

🐰Childhood videos

🍲Soup

🦷Sweet tooth

💓Bunny (dad!leeknow)

Felix 💙

🍑Peaches and cream

💭Grey areas

🍥You put me back together, actually

Chan 💗

🚗Anytime

🎁Kiki's delivery service

🧶Scooby-Doo

🫰🏼Big heart

🪽Until we are okay ⚠️*content warning

Hyunjin 💖

🌺Preoccupied

🌊Busan

🍃Just sleep

🌸Cherry blossom

🔥Fire fire

💦More?

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Number, Flower, and Tarot Symbolism: CXS and LG

The first thing I wanted to look into when I saw this frame from the 3, 2, 1 pv was the numbers they were under. There's something unusual about this clock: it's both upside down and reversed.

This leaves Cheng Xiaoshi under the numeral "I", which is one. The number one has some obvious symbolism that is fairly consistent between Chinese and Western number symbolism: new beginnings, courage, action, energy and goals. It's neither a lucky or unlucky number, as it represents the start of something, but as the one stands alone, it can also represent loneliness.

Lu Guang, meanwhile, sits under "XI" which is eleven. Eleven doesn't seem to have a particular meaning in Chinese number symbolism (at least as far as I am aware), but reducing the number to a single digit leaves you with the number two, which is pretty universally about partnership, cooperation, and connection. While one is about physical action, two is more internal. It's associated with the moon as opposed to the sun, the yin to one's yang. In Western numerology, the eleven is considered a special number because it repeats the one twice, and can be seen as something of a guide, being tied to intuition, visions, and destiny. Asides from number symbolism, the positioning also makes me think of the phrase "eleventh hour", which refers to taking action at the very last moment, right before it is too late. Very reminiscent of a "last chance", to me.

Importantly, this positions Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang at the beginning and end, respectively, which does align with Cheng Xiaoshi diving to the past and Lu Guang having knowledge of the future. It also connects with their flowers that make an appearance in this same pv:

Cheng Xiaoshi's daisies are similarly associated with new beginnings, as well as purity, innocence, friendship and hope. Lu Guang's forget-me-nots represent a request or a promise never to forget someone, as well as memory and faithfulness. Beginning and end.

The only reason I bring up tarot now is because the chibi shorts, Daily Life in Lighttime, actually does feature Qiao Ling having knowledge of tarot, with her getting both the boys to participate, and also because the meanings do align interestingly.

Note that one and eleven don't actually correspond to the cards they picked - I'll get to that in a minute.

The first major arcana is the Magician. The Magician is something of a trickster with tremendous potential, capable and ready to use their intense willpower and resourcefulness to bring what they wish to create into being. Cheng Xiaoshi certainly has several trickster-like qualities, with many of his plans relying quite a bit of deception and quick thinking. The Magician also is representative of a go-between; a connection between disparate worlds - above and below, heaven and earth, inner and outer, which is interesting in the context of his ability. However, do note that the clock is upside down - it's good to look at reversed meanings too. In this case, the card can indicate that in your quest to make your ambitions become reality, you are making reckless decisions that will lead to your own downfall. It can also mean that there are people around you who seek to manipulate or use you for their own gain.

The one doesn't just have to be a one though. In military time, 1 pm is a 13. The thirteenth arcana is Death.

Don't panic! Despite its title, the Death arcana is actually a largely positive card; difficult, but optimistic. It symbolizes transformation and change - it means that a phase in your life is ending, and a new one is set to begin (again, new beginnings). You must place the past behind you so that you can start to move forward into the future, a conclusion he does seem to come to at the end of season 1. There is always light to be found. When Death is reversed, it usually symbolizes something from your past that is a deeply rooted regret, causing one to end up in a kind of limbo. Depending on your perspective, this could relate to Cheng Xiaoshi waiting for most of his life for his parents to come back - focusing on the place he was left and finding it difficult to make connections.

The eleventh arcana is the Justice. Justice is all about consequence, cause-and-effect, accountability, responsibility, and fair, impartial judgement. Intuition and logic are balanced, and there is an awareness that the actions one takes in the past or present will have effects into the future. This is very in-line with Lu Guang's mentality - the rational observer with a strong awareness of the consequences of meddling with time. Again, though, this clock is upside down. Some of the reversed meanings of Justice have to do with lies and dishonesty, which Lu Guang is particularly prone to doing. It also can indicate a personal bias that can cause the scales to shift out of balance, losing that impartiality of judgement. It may also represent an unjust outcome that you cannot accept.

In Daily Life in Lighttime, Cheng Xiaoshi ends up with the Fool (reversed). Once again, we get symbolism of new beginnings, freedom, innocence and spontaneity. When reversed, however, it symbolizes recklessness, naivety, and gullibility. Both fortunately and unfortunately, this represents him well. The Fool takes his steps forward into adventure, unaware he is walking into danger. He must become aware of his surroundings or risk falling or getting hurt.

Interestingly, Lu Guang pretends he didn't see what his card was, but given the birthday art from 2022, with Cheng Xiaoshi's being reminiscent of the Fool, I think it likely that his card was the Hanged Man, likely also reversed.

The Hanged Man is a card of contemplation and knowledge. His position is a choice he has made himself - a sacrifice made both as repentance and as a calculated step backwards to reassess the best path forward, watching and waiting in the meantime. It's fitting for his approach towards attempting to avert Cheng Xiaoshi's death. When the Hanged Man is reversed, one may feel as though despite the time one has sacrificed, they are receiving nothing in return - nothing is resolved, moving, or changing. Despite best efforts, nothing is turning out as it should, leading the Hanged Man to stall for time and become indecisive.

As further evidence to the point that these were the cards Qiao Ling pulled for them, the Fool is the zero of the major arcana, while the Hanged Man is twelfth. This aligns with the 12 on the clock right in between them. 12 is symbolic of completeness, balance, and alignment, perhaps a representation of how they and their powers work best when combined.

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Look Outside Posting part 3: Inside

Today we'll be discussing the warping of interior spaces in the apartment.

Credit to this post by @bunnieswithknives about Sybil being the flesh moss. I REALLY like the theory that floor 1 is an endless maze because Sybil is unconsciously trying to keep everyone in away from windows- it's delightful.

But that being said, it's not enough to explain the sheer number of distinct room-distortion effects happening in the building. Many of them seem notably indifferent or hostile in intent, and not all of them are from people who are actually physically fused with the rooms.

To review some of them:

The Grinning Beast's disappearing doorway and stretching hall. (And quite possibly Lyle's stretched bathroom too - credit to @contract-crawdad for noticing the similarity there.)

The landlord's apartment: time dilation, more and more rooms being inserted, the door in the back returning to the front, and a false "outside" battlefield. Almost certainly connected to the mutated landlord.

The infinite floor 1, and the infinite hallway in apartment 13. I actually think these are thanks to Rat Hole and his twin, the Mouth - they're entwined in the walls there, the two phenomena are similar, and Rat Hole mentions something about "infinite length" in his horrifying ramble about how he got this way.

The Stargazer's dark and light versions of the same apartment, including the dark version somehow extending next door into what should be Sam's apartment 33.

The dark pits that there is definitely not space for between some of the floors (rat rooms and teeth apartment, especially).

Possibly some of the themed room environments, like the taxidermy walls and the abundant greenery in the plant room.

The point to all this: this is a recurring phenomenon, and it crops up in different ways, in different localized areas. There's a mechanism behind it, beyond just the unexplainable powers some monsters get.

Isn't it weird that interior rooms are changing? They're practically defined by being places the Visitor can't see. Maybe that's the crux of it?

The common factor is areas frequented by certain Witnesses - possibly ones that are less than sane in particular, as Mutt's Fish and Chips and the boiler room camp seem fine, or possibly places that are the stomping grounds of only one particular mutant or type of mutant.

Per Part 1, witnesses have become, in effect, tiny extensions of the Visitor. It can't see through them that well, or being seen by them would be enough to transform you too.

But, maybe, the places they're familiar with can be picked up by it a little - enough for the warping effects of its perception to manifest.

I do wish we saw enough of the outside to say whether anything comparable might have happened to Earth's landscape, which the Visitor saw directly. Maybe its view being filtered through an unfamiliar brain and senses is necessary for this to happen so dramatically.

[psychicreadsgirl]

Pick a Sport Reading: When will you meet your next s/o?

Pick the picture that calls to you the most. If you can't choose between 2, then look at the 2 readings. This is a general reading so take what resonates and leave what doesn't behind.

#1

You will likely meet your next s/o from 1 - 3 months/years/days/weeks. One to 3 seems to be a theme for you. Perhaps you may meet them on the 3rd day of the month, the 1st day of the week, or the 2nd month of the year. You perhaps could meet them at like 1:00 pm or 3:11 pm or 0:23 am. The meeting will somehow likely have 1 of the numbers, 1, 2, or 3. It might even be the shirt that they wear has the jersey #12. It might even be the street that you meet them.

#2

You will likely meet your next s/o within this year to the next year. Coming close to the meeting you might be involved in some intensive project or have some issues at work. You'll likely have to work with someone before the meeting. Before the meeting with your next s/o you will likely feel very busy and very tired.

#3

You're likely to meet your next s/o within 6 days/weeks/months/years. The # 6 seems to be standing out here. You may perhaps meet your next s/o on the 6th day of the week or you might be 6th in line and you meet them. You might also be ordering 6 drinks for the firm. Somehow the number 6 will be important to the meeting. Perhaps you might be hanging out with 6 other people when you meet your next s/o.

#4

You're likely to meet your next s/o within 10 days/weeks/months/years. 10 seems to be standing out to me. You may meet them in the morning at 10:00 am or 10:00 pm. You could be in a room where there are 10 people in total or perhaps on a bus called #10 or where there's 10 ppl inside.

You might also have some sort of combination of 1 and 0 in the meeting. Perhaps you're pressing the 1st floor when you meet them. Maybe you are buying 1 item when you meet them.

#5

You're likely to meet your next s/o within 13 to 20 days/weeks/months/years/hours. Somehow this number range seems to be calling to you. Numbers falling between 13 and 20 could come into play for your meeting too. You might meet them on the 13th hour on the 20th day of the month. You could perhaps meet them at the 20th hour on the 15th day of the month. You might even be on the 14th floor when you meet them and they're heading to the 17th floor.

You might even be on the street number 19 and they are just getting off the train/bus/taxi with the number that has 18. You could even be on chapter 16 of this textbook at the library and then you meet them on the 20th floor of the library.

You could perhaps be celebrating your 20th birthday when you meet your next s/o.

#6

You're likely to meet your next s/o within 50 minutes/hours/days/months/weeks/years. Somehow the #50 or 5, or 0 will play some role in your meeting with your s/o. You might even be turning 50 when you meet your s/o or you meet in the year that you're turning 50. You might have 5 things in your bag or 5 things in your hand when you meet your next s/o. You might be going to a concert where the band/singer is associated with the number 50 or 0 or 5; could be the band's birthday or like singer's birthday has those numbers etc.

You might be sending an email at 5:55 pm at a cafe and then you meet your next s/o somehow at that cafe. You might have hurt yourself 5 times that day and you happen to be meet your s/o that day. You may have purchased something for $500 or $55 or $5 that day.

[talesinthelostwoods]

It’s Summer (Break) Time!

A soft breeze, the soothing sound of the cicadas’ chirping, a clear blue sky and the gentle touch of the waves…well, we’re not magical experts for sure, but these seem like the nice ingredients to a summer vacation! We only need your contribution to complete the incantation, so…

Welcome to our summer themed Twisted Wonderland zine!

༄ The project

It’s Summer (Break) Time!  is a free digital fan-project centered on the celebration of summer. Whether it is about going on a hike in a quiet mountain, or diving into the sea, we want to hear about… no, not your holidays, but our favorite boys' summer holidays!

Just a few rules before starting:

misogyny, homophobia, racism and other discriminatory behaviours will not be tolerated. If one has to be caught in these behaviours, they will be expelled from the zine. Remember to be kind.

as stated before, this is a free digital zine centered on the summer season. You can depict our boys as you want: going for a walk in the gentle summer evening, playing in the sea, going on a summer studying camp (yes Riddle we’re looking at you)… the important thing is that the work will be summer themed! So add bonfires, long walks, the sea, hike in the mountains, sunny days or sudden downpours, everything that screams summer for you is welcomed here!

the zine will be 13+.

original characters are not allowed. This is a zine centered on our main cast (NRC) plus the faculty members. Grim and Yuu are allowed. 

X reader works are not allowed. 

you must be 18+ before applying. The zine will be SFW. However, as mods we prefer to work with adults like us! No big feelings.

both romantic and platonic content is allowed. Every ship is allowed, so feel free to depict the couples you love the most without any worries. If you feel like you’re not ready to engage with people’s ship preferences, please refrain from applying. We would love to create a safe space free of judgement. The only exception is incest, so please refrain from making work with incest in it.

AUs are not allowed.

༄ Applications

for writers: writers will have to link 2 of their best works; Ao3, Tumblr and Google Drive links are okay. One of them must be about Twisted Wonderland. One of them must be a finished piece. The works must be a maximum of 2500 words each. WIPs are allowed only if longer than 500 words, and they must not exceed the 2500 word limit;

for artists: artists will have to link 2 of their best works. Tumblr, Twitter and Google Drive links are okay. One of the two works must be about Twisted Wonderland. One of them must be a finished colored piece with background. WIPs are allowed.

If using Google Drive, be sure that the link is working or we won’t consider your application! 

༄ Working in the zine

As this is our first project, we will only pick 10 writers and 10 artists. Note that even if we don't reach these numbers, the project will still go on.

for writers: writers will have to work on 1 or 2 pieces, 700-2500 words, in English. Two pieces can be submitted for the zine, but only 1 is mandatory. WIPs are not allowed, as the work(s) submitted must be a finished piece;

for artists: artists will have to work on 1 or 2 full pieces, colored and with background, in A5 format. Rough sketches and uncolored pieces are not allowed. As for writers, artists can submit two pieces, but only 1 is mandatory.

If you desire so, it is possible to make collaborations between artists and writers!

༄ Schedule

Applications opening: from 12pm 17th February to 12pm 26th February CET (UTC+1)

Confirmation e-mails: from 28th February to 7th March 

Check-in #1: from 10th April to 13th April

Check-in #2: from 15th May to 18th May

Final submission: from 9th June to 15th June

Zine publication: 21st June

For any question, please feel free to contact us!

[storiesaplenty]

Part 2

The Pitt Masterlist

This has not been proofread. Please enjoy, though.

Warnings: a bit of swearing. Unplanned pregnancy.

WC: 1635

©️ storiesaplenty 2025: do not repost or translate my work. This is the only place I post my work. All readers are female, unless stated otherwise.

A few months ago, Dr Whitaker had a one night stand, not knowing she was the daughter of Dr Robby.

I knew I shouldn't have come to this hospital, but I figured it would be best to come to a place where I knew people.

I picked what I thought was the busiest time to come, to make sure my Dad would be as busy as possible, and waited in the waiting room. My nerves got the best of me as my leg bounced up and down as I waited my turn to be called.

But I heard my name being called and I looked up to see Dana standing there, with a concerned look on her face. I sighed and stood up, smoothing down my shirt as I walked towards her.

"Everything okay sweetie?" She looked me up and down, trying to see why I was there. I knew there would be no point in lying to her or trying to come up with some excuse why I was there.

"I did a pregnancy test at home." I didn't need to say anymore.

"We will do another one here just to make sure." Dana told me, as the two of us walked into the chaos that is the emergency room.

"Dana, if I am, it will be over the cut-off mark." I informed her. No reason to beat around the bush about it.

Her name was being called by another nurse, but before she left me, she turned to look at me, "I will see who is available and have them with you shortly."

I didn't wait long as I saw Samira, and another resident walk towards me.

The closer they got, my eyes widened when I saw who it was. He recognized me right away.

I said her name, and I knew my smile was tight and no way at all friendly.

"Hey, I want you to meet Dr. Whitaker. He will be joining us if you don't mind."

I bit my lip, thinking about if I should let him in for this teaching moment, or deny him.

"Yes, that is fine." I finally said. I knew by my tone of voice I am not happy, but Dennis brought it upon himself for that .

◆

I did another pregnancy test to just confirm my suspicions, and it didn't take long to come back positive.

Dennis looked like a deer in headlights as Samira announced that I was indeed pregnant, and it is now time to do an ultrasound to try and see how far along I am.

I was all set on the bed, ready to feel the cold jelly when Samira announced she had to grab some more jelly.

It was just Dennis and I.

Alone for the first time since the only night we spent together.

He went to open his mouth to speak, when I held up my hand, not wanting to hear him talk at this moment.

"You left my place. No note, nothing." I tried to keep the hurt and anger out of my voice.

"I'm sorry. I am not one of these people who sleeps with strangers. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to stay and for you to get freaked out."

I had to turn my head not to look into his eyes, as that was the first thing I noticed when I first met him all those weeks ago.

"Dennis, I woke up and you didn't even leave your phone number. You knew where I lived, and you could have stopped by."

Him and I stopped talking once Samira opened the curtain, looking between the two of us, as I knew she heard him and I talking.

◆

As the tests continued, Dennis paid close attention to what Samira was doing.

"You look to be about 13 weeks." Samira said just as the curtain opened, and there was my Dad, looking at the three of us in the room.

"Hi Dad." I softly said, just as he looked at the screen.

He tried to keep his face neutral, but I knew he was angry by the way he cleared his throat. "When you are done here, I would like to have a conversation with my daughter. Family room, 1." Then he was gone.

I couldn't help but swear, not needing this talk right now.

"Does the father know?" Samira asked me, not just as my Doctor right now, but as my friend.

"He does." Well, he does now.

"Dr. Whitaker, may you please step out, so I can go over what the next steps are." Samira said to the poor man, who just found out today he was going to be a father.

"I would like to stay if you don't mind." He said, looking right at me.

I spoke up before Samira could say something. "I would like the father of my baby to stay."

Now it was Samira's turn to swear as she covered her mouth to apologise for swearing.

◆

I walked slowly to Family room 1, but it was like my father knew I was close by because the door opened and there he was, standing there, just looking at me as he crossed his arms.

He stepped to the side as I walked past him to get into the room. I heard Dana call out to him. For him not to be too harsh on me.

I knew he wanted to slam the door, but this is his place of work, so he just closed it as gently as he could right now.

I didn't say anything, and neither did he as he just rubbed that spot between his eyes, trying to compose himself.

"We have talked about protection since you were a teen." Was the first thing he said as I sat down.

"We did use protection." We did. I knew to protect myself.

"What about your birth control?" Him and I were always open about this stuff, so the moment I wanted to go on birth control, he put me on it.

"I stopped the pills, and I was going to get the IUD, but that appointment kept getting pushed."

My father rubbed his face, clearly trying to wrap his head around all of this.

"And yet, you decided to sleep with someone. Did you even know them or was this just a one-night stand?" He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms again, his voice raising slightly at the last bit of his question.

"It was a one-night stand." I told him.

"That's great. You don't even know who the father is. How could you be so irresponsible? I raised you better than this." I couldn't stop the tears from falling now.

I never wanted to disappoint my father, and yet, I did just that.

I tried to tell him I knew who the father was, but he just kept talking and talking, his voice seeming to get louder with each passing second.

He finally took a moment once he caught sight of my tear-streaked face.

"I do know who the father is."

"You do?"

I felt a lump form in my throat, as I knew that he was going to want to talk to Dennis.

"You know him as well. Dennis, Dennis Whitaker."

Silence.

"Dr Whitaker?" He finally said, but he was calm. So calm it freaked me out.

"Yes, he just found out today." I stood up, just as my Dad stood up, and opened the door, looking around for the poor man.

The moment I heard my father say, "Whitaker, I need to speak to you." I sat back down, putting my head in my hands.

I knew for a fact this was going to be one of the worst conversations I was ever going to have with my Dad and the man who is the father of my unborn child.

I could see the slight fear in Dennis's eyes as he walked into the room. I looked out the door, just before it was closed, and I could see some of the staff just looking at us.

I knew Dana wanted to come in and try and calm down my father, but she kept her distance. She has always been like an Aunt to me.

Always there when I needed her, and she knew I needed her right now, but she also knew not to overstep her boundaries.

"Whitaker, sit."

"Yes Dr. Robby."

"That is Dr Robinavitch to you, Whitaker." Dennis just nodded his head as he sat down next to me.

"Dad, be nice." I said, finding a bit of courage as Dennis did not deserve whatever treatment that is about to come his way.

"This is me being nice, young lady." I sat up straight when he called me a young lady.

"I am not a little girl Dad."

"You are my little girl, and you went and got pregnant with someone who you don't know. With someone who I hardly know."

I watched as my Dad paced back and forth in front of Dennis and I.

I didn't say a word as I knew there was just no point in saying anything.

"You two need to discuss what you are going to do. Whitaker, you still have your full residency to get through." My Dad looked at Dennis, who just nodded his head, not wanting the full wrath of my Dad.

Dennis placed his hand on my knee, and my father watched every move he did closely.

"I am not going to leave her. I will be with her during each appointment if I can. I can move into her place or her into mine, to help care for our child once they are born. We are in this together."

I was stunned at what Dennis was saying.

Now I just have to see if he will go through what he is promising.

Part 1 ♥︎ Part 3

[scary-grace]

Enough to Go By (Chapter 25) - a Shigaraki x f!Reader fic

Your best friend vanished on the same night his family was murdered, and even though the world forgot about him, you never did. When a chance encounter brings you back into contact with Shimura Tenko, you'll do anything to make sure you don't lose him again. Keep his secrets? Sure. Aid the League of Villains? Of course. Sacrifice everything? You would - but as the battle between the League of Villains and hero society unfolds, it becomes clear that everything is far more than you or anyone else imagined it would be. (cross-posted to Ao3)

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26

Chapter 25

Your phone is ringing from a number you don’t recognize, and you wouldn’t pick it up at all if it hadn’t already rung four times. Either this is one persistent telemarketer, or your mom’s changed her phone number again and you just haven’t noticed. You step out of the high command meeting with an apology and raise it to your ear. “Hello?”

“This number is listed as the emergency contact for a patient who was just admitted to Yokohama General,” the person on the other end of the line says, and your blood turns to ice. “Am I speaking with —“

She says your name, and you nod, your mind spinning. Yoshimi? Why would Yoshimi list you as her contact? She was in remission. What happened? Why — “Miss,” the nurse on the other end of the line says, “I need you to confirm your name.”

You confirm it. “Thank you,” the nurse says. “The patient’s name is Kiyohara Kazuo. His advance directive —“

“His what?”

“His advance directive requires that I share a message with you,” the nurse continues. “The message is this: SAVE YOURSELF, all caps.”

Save yourself? “That doesn’t make any sense,” you say. “What happened? How is he?”

“That’s protected health information. I — ah, it appears he’s signed a consent to release information,” the nurse says. You need to sit down. Your head is spinning worse than before. “Kazuo collapsed at his workplace with a grand mal seizure, believed to have been brought on by overuse of his quirk. Stress may have also been a factor — eyewitnesses state that he was in a contentious discussion with his supervisor at the time.”

Kazuo wouldn’t have used his quirk by accident. He knows where his limit is. Did he push himself past it on purpose? Why? Your eyes are burning beneath your veil. “Do you know what they were fighting about?”

“I wasn’t there,” the nurse says, like you’re stupid. You swallow hard around the lump in your throat. “If my boss could read my mind like his apparently can, I might have a breakdown, too.”

Kazuo’s boss can read minds. Kazuo overloaded his quirk on purpose. Kazuo set you up as his emergency contact and set an advance directive ordering that a specific message be given to you. You ask the nurse for his room number, ask about visiting hours, and all the while you try to figure out what he was thinking. There was something in Kazuo’s mind he didn’t want his boss to see. Flooding his mind with information would have obscured it. And then there’s the message to you, which he prepared ahead of time. Which he must have planned for. Kazuo’s always told you that you can’t save he and Tenko both, or you and he both, or something. But this time he was brutally direct. Save yourself. From what?

Foreboding crashes down on you. You launch to your feet, lose your balance, knock against the wall, and stumble back into the meeting in the middle of some soliloquy from Geten about convincing the average citizen to rise up and join the cause. Re-Destro spots you first. “Saintess?”

“Something’s going to happen,” you say. “My contact at the HPSC — he just —“

“False alarm,” Hawks says at once. Spinner and Skeptic sit bolt upright in their chairs. “I’ve got contacts there, too. None of them have said anything. If your guy’s some mid-level guy —“

“He’s not mid-level!”

“Sure, sure. I’m just saying, I talk to the top brass,” Hawks says. “They’re building up to something, yeah, but they aren’t anywhere close to being ready to move. And when they are, we’ll have plenty of warning.”

“This is the warning,” you say. You see Dabi ignoring you, Re-Destro dismissing you, Geten and Twice and even Compress leaning to Hawks’s side of the story. But that doesn’t matter. There’s only one person you need to convince. “Tomura —“

He never met Kazuo. You know that even the idea of Kazuo bugs him a little bit — it’s a reminder that there was someone before him, someone you loved, even if you never loved them like this. But he trusts you, and when he meets your eyes, you know you’ve won. “Your contacts could have found you out,” he says to Hawks, whose jaw drops. “Better safe than sorry. Activate everybody. We’re starting now.”

You still dislike Re-Destro on principle, but you’ll say this for him — when Tomura gives the order, he snaps to it, and Geten follows suit. Skeptic was already in motion before Tomura spoke, and Spinner catches you by the arm and pulls you out of the room, dragging you down the hall. You’ve gone over plans for the start of the war multiple times, and at no point do they involve Spinner kidnapping you. You speak up as soon as you’ve got your feet under you. “What are you doing?”

“Getting you out of here.”

“Why?” If there’s going to be a fight, you have to stay close to Tomura. You try to wrench your arm out of Spinner’s grip, but he’s holding on too tightly. “Let go. I have to —“

“Hawks just got made. He knows you’re important. Shigaraki’s not leaving you anywhere Hawks can reach.” Spinner’s expression is grim. “Twice is going to make a clone of you. It’ll do the same thing as you, but nothing bad will happen if he kills it.”

Except that Tomura will have to watch you die. “And what am I supposed to do while this is going on? Watch helplessly from the sidelines?”

“No,” Spinner says. “Do what you did during the Deika thing. It’ll work better if no one knows you’re doing it.”

He’s right. You’ve kept the existence of the deleter rounds fairly quiet — after you and Spinner agreed that Hawks was the spy, you started dropping hints about how the production was harder than expected, and the compound didn’t work as well as Overhaul’s. In actuality, you’ve got dozens of bullets, a specially modified gun to fire them from, and a lot of practice while Tomura was in stasis. Next to Tomura, you’re a target, and your ability to do anything other than reinforce Super-Regeneration is limited. At a small distance from him, hidden, you can do a lot.

You stop fighting Spinner, and he breathes a sigh of relief. “Go get your gear. Stay out of sight. And don’t worry about him. We’ve got his back.”

You believe that, now. You didn’t before, but now you see it — the League wants Tomura to survive, too. No matter how else they feel about the new world, they want him in it. You nod, and Spinner lets go of your arm, leaving you to run back to the room you and Tomura share. Everything you need is hidden under the bed, and as you put it on, it occurs to you suddenly that Hawks doesn’t know what you look like. How likely is it that any of the heroes know? Right now, the biggest identifying feature you have is your costume. If you take it off —

When you step back out of the room, joining the flood of PLF members headed to their battle stations, you’re dressed in civilian clothes, and no one pays any attention to you. Word is spreading that Hawks is a traitor, that heroes are headed here right now, and while you’d expect the members of the PLF to be frightened, they aren’t. Some of them are angry with Hawks, angry with themselves for being taken in. But even the ones who are angry seem excited, too. They believe they can win. And with the advance warning Kazuo’s given you, combined with Tomura’s near-omnipotence, you think they might be right.

You don’t have an assigned battle station — everyone assumed you’d be with Tomura — so you go looking for the intelligence center instead. Skeptic has cameras everywhere. He’ll be able to see exactly who’s come to fight, and you’ll be able to see exactly who you need to hit in order to turn the tide of the battle in the League’s favor. When you get there, Skeptic’s not alone — Dabi’s there, too, in the worst mood you’ve ever seen him in. They’re arguing about something you couldn’t care less about. You wedge yourself past them to look at the screens, and your stomach drops.

There are so many heroes. You’ve never seen that many in your life, all at once, all converging on the PLF headquarters. You know Kazuo gave you all the warning he could, but you’re suddenly convinced that it wasn’t enough. This looks like every hero in Japan, from the top ten to people you’ve never seen, from heroes who have been around forever to students. A slow twist of anger works its way through you as you notice kid after kid from Toga’s YouTube playlist running across the screens. What the hell are the heroes doing bringing kids to fight a war?

Ultimately you know who you want to hit, but you don’t have nearly enough bullets for every hero. And you’re not exactly a hero expert. You turn away from the screens and step right into the middle of Dabi’s argument with Skeptic. “I have quirk-canceling bullets that actually work. Who should I hit?”

“Endeavor,” Skeptic says at once.

“No,” Dabi snarls, and you flinch. “Not him, and not the little brat he bred to replace him. They’re mine.”

Skeptic argues, but you talk over him. “I don’t care who deals with them as long as someone takes them out,” you say. “Who else?”

“The only way Shigaraki loses this is if his quirks stop working,” Dabi says. “That fucking traitor will have told them what he has, so they’ll have brought Eraserhead. Get him and the heroes are screwed.”

“And how did the traitor know what the Grand Commander has?” Skeptic hisses. Dabi snarls. “You told him. This is your fault.”

“Twice was friendly with him!”

“Not half as friendly as you!”

Maybe this is what they were fighting about when you came in. It doesn’t matter. You need to find Eraserhead and take him out of the fight, and you won’t need to kill him to do it. All it will take is one shot. The building rumbles around you, but you don’t flinch — it’s just Gigantomachia, waking up, just like Tomura’s plan calls for him to do. You keep watching the screens, looking for Eraserhead, and you find him fast. He’s not hard to miss, not when he’s running alongside the numbers one, five, six, and ten heroes, plus three or four others.

That concentration of firepower can only be aimed at one person. They’re headed for Tomura, and with Eraserhead there to cancel Tomura’s quirks, his ability to fight back will be limited. The only way to stop it is to make sure to cancel his first. You slip out of the room while Dabi and Skeptic are still fighting and head for the front lines.

Most of the fighting is happening outside the building. Tomura’s game plan called for keeping the enemy forces from breaching the building, although you’re not sure why, given that Gigantomachia destroyed part of it already with his emergence. The ground is shaking with his steps, and there’s already one hero struggling to hold him back. As you watch through a shattered window, you see a shadow lift from the ground, wings extended. You’re not a hero expert, but you’re pretty sure that’s the number ten hero, Ryukyu. That’s one less person against Tomura. One less person shielding Eraserhead.

You can’t see Toga or Twice — or Compress, now that you think about it. If you had to put a bet on where Spinner is, you’d say he’s by Tomura. Which is where you should be. You can’t see the clone Twice supposedly made of you, but you’re sure it’s around somewhere. Not dead yet. If it were dead, you’d know. Not because you’d feel it, but because you know what Tomura would do.

You’re not on anybody’s list of important targets, which means you go largely unnoticed as you duck and weave through the fight. Without your veil, not even the members of the PLF can recognize you, and you keep your gun close to your side, out of sight. At one point, though, you make eye contact with a familiar face — bright-eyed, dressed in pink, a pink-shaded visor down over her face. Uraraka Ochako, hero name: Uravity. You duck out of her eyeline, your heart hammering. She won’t remember you. Even if she does recognize your face, she won’t know where she remembers you from, and she definitely won’t link you to the League of Villains. It’s fine. Everything’s fine.

Except it’s not her you should have been worrying about. There’s somebody else staring down at you — a kid, too young to be a pro hero, must be a student. “Hey,” he says, frowning. His voice sounds strangely familiar. “Are you okay? You look —“

He doesn’t see you as a combatant, or any kind of threat. You can’t count on that to last. You bring the gun up from your side, flip the safety off, and drill a quirk-canceling bullet into his shoulder.

The student staggers, frowning — but he’s clearly confused, particularly when the bullet falls away, spent, the needle exposed. “What was that?” he asks, as you get back to your feet – and finally, you realize who you’re looking at.

It’s your brother. One of the twins. Shinji, you think. A student at Ketsubutsu Academy, called up to fight a war. And now he’s quirkless. You should feel something. He’s your brother. But all you can think of is the number of times he practiced using his quirk on you. Shinji’s frown deepens. “What did you do to me?”

You need to get away from him before he figures it out — and before he can let anyone else know. He’s got an earpiece in one ear. You snatch it out of his ear and run, jamming it into yours instead. He’s pretty obviously dressed as a hero. If he runs into anyone from the PLF, they’ll fight him, and he’ll have to fight them without his quirk. Shinji’s not going to be able to follow you. And without his earpiece, he can’t call for help, either.

The channel the earpiece is tuned to is a mess. There are directives coming in from somewhere, but they’re drowned out almost entirely by the heroes trying to coordinate, trying to counterattack, trying to adjust to the fact that the PLF, who was supposed to be caught unawares, seems to have been ready for them. You recognize Endeavor’s voice from TV broadcasts, and you know he’s pursuing Tomura, so you try to listen for him specifically as you pick your way around the edges of the fight. You promised Dabi you wouldn’t go after him, but if it comes down to destroying his quirk or letting him hurt Tomura, you know what you’ll choose.

You’re not a strategist, but as you draw closer to the battle, you try to think like one. Eraserhead’s quirk is like yours — it affects somebody else rather than doing anything for him. It would make the most sense for him to stay out of sight, like you’re doing, in a hiding spot where he can see Tomura but Tomura can’t see him. It occurs to you how likely it is that Eraserhead is doing the exact same thing you’re doing, a split second before you make your way around a piece of rubble and find Eraserhead crouched behind it, peering up and over at the fight between Tomura and the heroes.

For a moment you’re frozen, but you shake it off fast. The range here isn’t as close as it was with the student you shot, but it’s still well within your abilities, and all you need to do is tag him. You feel an odd squeamishness about shooting someone who isn’t hurting you, who doesn’t even know you’re there. Then you think about it. Eraserhead wants to hurt Tomura. Eraserhead’s also a hypocrite — calling himself a hero, defending his psychopathic student while disallowing any possibility that villains could be anything but irredeemably evil. He deserves what you’re about to do, as much as anyone can be said to deserve it. You raise your gun and aim for his torso.

“Hey!” Something skids into your field of vision, blocking Eraserhead completely. It’s the student the League abducted, the one who acts like a villain, as if you’ve summoned him just by thinking about him. He has his arm pulled back, sparks flying around his hand. If you don’t do something soon, you’re going to take an explosion to the face. “I don’t know who the hell you are, extra, but if you think —“

You don’t need to think. You pull the trigger, and the bullet you’d marked out for Eraserhead hits the hero student instead.

His hand drops, like you’ve cut the muscles in his arm instead of canceled his quirk, and you see confusion on his face, just like you saw on the other student you hit. Unlike that student, he reacts fast, raising his other hand, his face screwing up in concentration as he tries to call up a quirk that’s long-gone. With no quirk, he’s not your problem — or so you think. “Sensei, cut it out! I wasn’t going to hurt her —“

That’s an enormous lie, and it’s cute that he thinks Eraserhead is the one doing this. You cycle another round into the chamber and lean out around him, just in time for Eraserhead to look towards his student. The two of you make eye contact. You see his face shift, see that he’s registered something’s off. He’s not watching Tomura any longer. His attention is on you, and his hair falls around his face, and you’re in the act of pulling the trigger when the student tackles you from one side.

Your shot goes wide, and you put an elbow into the student’s face as you fire another. You get lucky with this one. Eraserhead’s coming towards you, hand held out, and the bullet sinks into the palm of his hand.

He must know what it is. That’s the only explanation you can think of for why he reacts the way he does, and how fast he does it. Eraserhead draws a knife from his utility belt, raises it, and amputates his left hand with a single stroke.

Was he fast enough to keep his quirk? You’re not sure. Whether he was or not, he’s toppling sideways, blood pouring from the stump of his hand, and the student lets go of you, racing forward to catch him. “Sensei —“

Nobody’s holding onto you, so you run. As you vanish around a corner, you hear Eraserhead’s voice, tight with pain and anger. “Leave it, Bakugou. Stop her!”

The student’s going to be after you. That’s fine. Unlike him, you know how to fight without a quirk. Your clip is almost empty. You fire the last bullet into the crowd, hitting a hero at random, then load the next one. The thought of circling back around to try to put Eraserhead down for good crosses your mind. Even if you canceled his quirk on the first try, you can’t be too careful. At least, you don’t think you can. You hear the distinctive sound of warp sludge spewing and look to your right, just in time to spot one of the high-end Nomus unfurling its limbs and rising to its feet. It reaches for you, hand closing around your waist, and pulls you in close. “Master’s orders,” it rumble as you fight. “Keep her safe.”

“Let me go,” you order, and it loosens its grip on you — but it doesn’t let you go entirely. Your authority must be subordinate to Tomura’s, somehow. The Nomus will follow your orders only if they don’t contradict Tomura’s. You try desperately to think of a workaround. “He said to keep her safe? He meant Toga. Go get Toga.”

“No,” the Nomu says. “Her.”

It says your name, and you curse yourself. Of course Tomura would have gotten specific. Of course he would had made sure. After what happened in Deika city, you should have guessed that he’d have set up multiple backup plans to keep you away. The Nomu repeats the order again, like you didn’t hear it the first time, this time with your name firmly embedded in it. “Master’s orders.”

“Then come with me,” you say. “I have to go fight. Come with me and keep me safe.”

This time, the workaround has at least some effect. The Nomu loosens its grip completely, but draws close to you, shadowing you completely. It says your name a third time. “Keep safe. Master said —“

“So that’s your real name,” a voice says in your ear, and terror rips down your spine. “I liked Saintess better.”

The Nomu lashes out, but Hawks is too fast. He yanks you away, splitting the Nomu’s head open with a massive, razor-sharp feather. You try to get the gun around to the right angle to shoot him, only for him to grab your wrist and twist it hard enough to shatter it. You yelp in pain, and worse, you drop the gun. Hawks lets your wrist fall, twists the other behind your back, and clamps his free hand over your mouth. “I have to hand it to you and your friend at the HPSC. You two really screwed things up,” he says. You try to bite his fingers, and he curses. A moment later you feel the sharp press of a feather against your throat. “Skeptic got a message out before we jammed communications. PLF cells are activating across the country. How does it feel to be the cause of a civil war?”

“I didn’t cause it.” Your voice is muffled, but you get the words out. “You’re the ones who made it possible.”

“And here I was thinking you could be reasoned with.” Hawks laughs, low and dark. “Tell me something. Did you ever buy it? Me as a member of the PLF?”

You throw an elbow backwards and try to bite him again, and this time, the feather that bites into your throat bites deep enough to draw blood. “Never.”

“Then you should have said something about it yesterday,” Hawks says. “Now it’s too late.”

He lets go of the hand behind your back and wraps it around your waist instead, and suddenly your feet leave the ground. His wings buffet the air, hauling you both upwards. Your backpack falls from your shoulders, and you grab for it desperately, trying to salvage something, anything. Your hand closes around a single clip. Six bullets, no gun, and the Number Two hero holding what amounts to a sword to your throat. This is worse than Overhaul’s attempt to capture you, worse than facing down Re-Destro. Hawks has you, and you can’t get out. What is he going to do with you? Take you up to a height and drop you? Drag you back to the heroes and throw you into Tartarus? Make you disappear entirely, so that no one ever finds you?

No, you realize. Hawks is carrying you towards the battle, not away from it. He wants everyone to find you. Or maybe not everyone. Just one person.

He raises his voice, shouting into the wind. “Hey, Grand Commander! I’ve got something of yours!”

From above, the battlefield is a wasteland. The PLF’s headquarters are mostly in ruins, and the woods and gardens surrounding the compound are scorched black or still in flames. There are bodies on the ground, but from this height, you can’t tell who’s dead or just wounded, who’s a hero or a member of the PLF or a student who should never have been here to begin with. You know where Tomura is, though. You can see Re-Destro in his giant form, the light glinting off of Spinner’s blades, shreds of Dabi’s blue fire clashing with Endeavor’s red flames. You can see that the heroes are in trouble, that Tomura’s quirks are enough to hold them back almost single-handedly. And you can see that Tomura comes to a stop at the sound for Hawks’s voice. Everyone else keeps fighting, but Tomura freezes, and Hawks drops a few feet in altitude. “That’s right. Take a good look. I’ve got her.”

You hear Tomura’s response loud and clear. “You’ve got a clone.”

“I dealt with the clone already,” Hawks calls back. You see someone strike towards Tomura, only to be deflected by Re-Destro. Tomura doesn’t even look. “Twice’s copies are pretty good, but he always leaves one thing out.”

A smaller feather slices through the chain of your necklace, and it drops into Hawks’s hand. He tosses it down towards Tomura, and you see Tomura’s hand flash out to catch it. You can’t see his expression from here. “All right then,” Hawks says. “Now that we’ve established that I’ve got your girlfriend, here’s what’s going to happen.”

“No, this is what will happen.” Tomura kicks off from the ground and launches into the air — Air Walk, one of the quirks you and the doctor transplanted into him. Now he and Hawks are facing each other. “You’re going to give her back, and maybe if you do I’ll kill you myself instead of letting Dabi do it!”

“Come near me and I’ll cut her throat,” Hawks says, and Tomura stops. You see his expression contort in a way that’s unfamiliar, but it smooths out a split second later. “See, we could just beat you into submission — we’ve got numbers — but the problem is the big guy, and that army of yours that’s just started acting up. Not to mention all those Nomus. Killing you isn’t going to put them back in the bottle, so I’m going to need you to tell them to stand down.”

Hawks is smart. Too smart. The part of you that’s not writhing in terror realizes that Hawks has solved a problem that the rest of the heroes haven’t even thought of. If Tomura dies, there’s no one to give Gigantomachia the order to stand down. There’s no one to put the brakes on the PLF, a PLF that will be enraged by the heroes’ attack. If the heroes want this to stop, they need Tomura to stop it himself, and Hawks has pinpointed the one thing that’s always swayed Tomura, ever since this started — threats to people he cares about. He got into it with Overhaul because Magne was killed and brought back, sought out the fight with the Meta Liberation Army to rescue Giran. All that is true. You still don’t think there’s anything that will make Shigaraki Tomura stand down when the stakes are this high.

But he’s never been just Shigaraki Tomura. And ever since you both were children, you’ve never seen Tenko accept losing you even once.

You have to get out of here. You have to get free of Hawks before Tenko’s love for you ruins everything. You thrash, and both Hawks and Tenko snap at you to hold still. Your mind spins uselessly. Hitting Hawks hasn’t worked. You can’t bite him without moving your head, without pressing the feather against your throat. You don’t have a weapon on you. The only thing you have is the clip of quirk-canceling bullets in your hand.

Your right wrist is broken, but your fingers are okay. You switch the clip from your left hand to your right, trying to lock your fingers in place around it, and begin prying it open with your left hand. Hawks is still talking. “If you don’t order them to stand down, then I’ll kill her. It’s pretty straightforward. Do as I say or your girlfriend dies.”

“You’re going to kill an innocent person so you can get an easy win?” Tenko’s voice sounds as strange as the expression that contorts his features a second time. “What kind of hero are you?”

“One life for the whole country? I’m the kind of hero who makes hard choices,” Hawks retorts. “Your girlfriend might be innocent by your standards, but she’s a criminal just like you. I don’t want to do it, but I’d be doing everyone a favor.”

Tenko’s expression contorts again, but you recognize part of it this time — horror. You haven’t seen him look that way since you were children. His hands come up, clamping down on either side of his face, fingernails biting deep. “No —“

“Then this will be a really easy choice. Order them to stand down,” Hawks says. You pry open the clip and the bullets fall into your hand — and then out of it. Out of six in the clip, you’re only able to save one. “I’m going to give you fifteen seconds to comply. Fifteen — fourteen —“

He keeps counting down, and below you, you see a flaming figure break away from the fight. Endeavor. He’ll be here sooner than Hawks’s countdown will end, and Tenko will be trapped. You can’t let that happen to him. You can’t let his dream fall apart because of you. You flick the protective cap on the bullet hard, trying to shatter it and expose the needle, and feel it break away beneath your nail. You break the action down into the simplest possible steps, the same as you did when you were learning stitches or shooting a gun.

Shift your grip. Lean back, away from the feather. Keep looking at Tenko. Don’t look away. Bring your hand to your side. Think about where you’ll hit. Take a deep breath — your last one ever, if this goes wrong — and shout to Tenko, playing the role of his sidekick one more time. “Behind you! Look out!”

Tenko looks. Hawks curses at you, shakes you, and you bring your left hand up, stabbing the bullet into the back of his hand.

Hawks jerks back, but it’s too late. The feather at your throat goes limp and falls away, and a moment later, Hawks’s wings cease to beat. The two of you remain aloft for another second before gravity catches up to you, and then you fall. You’re falling together at first. Then Hawks shoves you away from him, hard. He wants to save himself. Fine. You know it’s too late for both of you already.

Hawk’s shove flipped you from falling facedown to looking up. You have a decent view of Tenko up above you, locked in combat with Endeavor and whichever other heroes can fight in the air. He must be taking damage — you can feel your vision blurring, your heart racing, as your quirk siphons your strength and sends it to him. Maybe that will be what kills you. Maybe you’ll die before you hit the ground.

That’s okay with you. You decided it could end like this, a few months back or forever ago. The thought settles over you as your vision goes black for the last time. You’re a sidekick. No good sidekick would let her hero lose.

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Accidentally Coincidental

CHAPTER 13 (click pictures for better quality)

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a/n: updates will be slow, i'm working on a pretty long fic on my side blog.

pairing: Idol!Kim Seungmin x Fem!JYP Worker!Reader

genre: contemporary romance

SMAU

synopsis: Y/N, a regular college student accidentally texts Seungmin, a star in the K-pop group Stray Kids while trying to text her Ex, Soonyoung to come pick up his things, leading to an unexpected connection that blossoms into a heartfelt romance.

ignore time stamps, dates (other than the ones mentioned during texting) and typos

THERES A WRITTEN PART, DO NOT JUST SCROLL THROUGH THE PICS!

The light from your screen filled the darkness of your bedroom as you were snugged up in bed under the blankets, tired out by a weary day. Just as you were about to put it down, it buzzed.

Your heart skipped a beat. That wasn’t the kind of message he usually sent.

You felt your breath hitch. Both of you were aware that this had progressed way past "casual," but you hadn't defined it yet.

You swiftly sent him your location and stared at the message a bit longer, a sense of nervous excitement welling inside you.

——

Seungmin sat at the end of his bed, browsing his contacts to find a specific number to call. His manager answered after a few rings, his voice groggy with sleep.

“Seungmin? What’s going on?”

“I need a favor,” Seungmin said, voice steady.

There was silence, and his manager broke it "If this is about getting fried chicken at 1 a.m. again, the answer is no."

Seungmin rolled his eyes. "This is not about eating."

“Then what?”

“I need to go somewhere, discreetly.”

His manager groaned. “Do you have any idea how risky that is?”

“I’ll be careful. I’ll wear a mask, a cap, whatever it takes. No one will see me.”

His manager paused then sighed. "You're being too risky on this one, but alright. I'll arrange a car. If you're caught, I know nothing, If I’m asked, It’s your fault."

Seungmin grinned. "You're the best."

“Yeah, yeah,” his manager grumbled. “Give me the location.”

—-

When your phone buzzed again, you expected another text. Instead, it was a call.

“I’m outside,” Seungmin’s voice came through.

You bolted upright, heart pounding. “You’re kidding.”

“Nope. Open the door before someone spots me.”

You scrambled to the front door, fumbling with the lock to open the door to find Seungmin standing at the door—hood up, cap low, a mask covering most of his face.

“Let me in before someone calls security,” he said, slipping inside.

You locked the door behind him, turning to face him as he pulled off his mask. His dark eyes met yours, and for a moment, you both just stood there, the reality of the situation sinking in.

“You’re actually here," you murmured.

“Told you I would be.”

A small, nervous laugh escaped you. “You’re crazy.”

“Maybe,” he admitted, stepping closer. “But I wasn’t about to have this conversation through a screen.”

A soft silence between the two of you followed before he took a deep breath. “I like you. A lot. And I don’t want this to be something vague or undefined. I want you to be my girlfriend. Can I be your boyfriend?”

Your chest tightened at the sincerity in his voice. You had been feeling the same way, but hearing him say it out loud made your heart swell.

“Are you sure?” you whispered.

His eyes softened. “I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.”

A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips. "Yes, I’d love to be your girlfriend."

Relief flickered across his face before he leaned down and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your lips. It was slow, filled with unspoken promises.

When you pulled back, he smirked. “Worth sneaking out for.”

You laughed, pulling him toward the sofa by the hand. "Come on, let’s relax a little."

—-

You curled up on the couch, Seungmin shifted beside you, his arms instinctively wrapping around you. His head resting on your shoulder, his breathing slowing as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“This is nice,” he murmured sleepily.

You hummed in agreement, continuing to run your fingers through his soft hair.

“I could get used to this,” he whispered.

Your heart softened at his words, but before you could respond, his breathing evened out. He had fallen asleep, still curled up against you.

You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead before letting your own eyes flutter shut.

—

Sunlight streamed in through the windows while you stirred awake, a warm weight on you. Your eyes opened to find that Seungmin was still curled up beside you with his arms lightly wrapped around your waist.

As you tried shaking him away, he sighed with sleepy grumbling, snuggling deeper into you. "Five minutes," he muttered .

You chuckled. "Come on, we have work."

“Don’t wanna,” he grumbled.

Eventually, you managed to pry him off, leading him to the bathroom where you handed him a spare toothbrush.

“This is domestic,” he teased, brushing his teeth.

“You came to my house at midnight, the least I could do is lend you a toothbrush” You replied.

As you both ate a quick breakfast, Seungmin leaned back. “By the way, you haven’t mentioned college in a while.”

You blinked. “That’s because I finished.”

His eyes widened. “Wait, what?”

“I graduated the same week I got the JYP job,” you admitted. “The ceremony was pushed back because of the amount of rain recently, it’s in a week.”

Seungmin stared before grinning. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t know, it didn’t seem important.”

“It is,” he said firmly. “I’m coming.”

“You can’t just show up,” you laughed.

“Watch me.”

—-

After finishing breakfast, you pulled out your phone, opening the app to call an Uber. Your hand was about to press the screen when Seungmin extended a hand, pushing your phone away.

“I got it,” he muttered carelessly, tapping away at his phone.

You raised an eyebrow. "Seungmin—"

“Already paid,” he interrupted smoothly, turning the phone to you to display the confirmation screen before you could speak a word.

Your mouth was slightly ajar. "You- You sneaky little—"

“I have to pay you back somehow for staying over,” he shrugged.

You huffed, crossing your arms across your chest playfully. "I was going to do it."

“Too slow,” he shrugged , smiling.

You sighed. "Well then, next time I’m paying."

“We’ll see,” he replied, obviously doubtful.

When the Uber arrived, Seungmin pulled his hood up, adjusting his cap so it cast a shadow over his face. He slid into the backseat first, giving you space to follow, and shut the door behind you both. The car pulled away from your apartment smoothly, and you felt a familiar wave of warmth settle between you— something comfortable, something steady.

The ride was quiet, the city whizzing by while you idly scrolled on your phone. Every so often you’d feel the bump of Seungmin’s leg brushing up against yours, a light touch that made you smile.

As you both approached the JYP building, the driver started heading toward the front entrance, where fans and reporters usually loitered, waiting for glimpses of idols. Before you could get too close, Seungmin leaned forward.

“Back entrance, please,” he directed, voice smooth.

The driver adjusted course, pulling toward the rear of the building—a quieter, more restricted area that only staff and artists used.

Just as expected, a security guard stopped you, forbidding you from going near the back entrance, the driver rolled down the window, and the guard glanced inside with a slightly cocked eyebrow at Seungmin’s shrouded figure.

Without hesitation, Seungmin reached into his pocket, pulling out his JYP artist ID and holding it up for the guard to see. He did it with such ease, so effortlessly, that it almost felt like second nature.

The guard barely glanced at the ID before stepping back and waving them through.

The entire exchange lasted all of five seconds, but you were too busy watching him to process the speed of it. The nonchalance, the confidence, the way he barely even acknowledged the moment before moving on—it was unexpectedly… attractive.

As the car pulled into the secluded lot, you smirked at him.

“That was hot.”

Seungmin blinked. "What?"

“The way you just handed your ID over like you owned the place,” you teased. “Very smooth. Very effortless.”

His lips parted slightly, like he wasn’t sure whether to be confused or amused. Then, his expression shifted into a smirk. “Are you flirting with me right now?”

“Just stating facts,” you said, reaching for the door handle as the car came to a stop.

Seungmin let out a low chuckle as he followed you out. “If I’d known flashing my ID was all it took to impress you, I would’ve done it sooner.”

You rolled your eyes but took his hand briefly, squeezing it once before letting go.

The back entrance opened into a quiet hallway, far from the main lobby where most people entered.

It was the kind of space where people walked with purpose—staff members moving between departments, artists heading to rehearsals, sound engineers carrying equipment.

But despite the occasional passerby, the atmosphere was nothing like the chaos of the front entrance.

You walked beside Seungmin with your strides falling into sync with his own down the long, shiny hallways.

“So, are you dropping me off like a chauffeur?” Seungmin asked, glancing over at you.

You gasped, pretending to be offended. “Excuse me? I’m walking my boyfriend to work, actually.”

At the word boyfriend, his smirk faltered for just a second, replaced by something softer. He didn’t comment on it—just let the word settle between you, warm and comfortable.

“Well, in that case,” he said, nudging your shoulder lightly, “I’ll allow it.”

You laughed, nudging him back before leading him toward the studio recording wing. As you approached the doors, Seungmin slowed his steps.

He turned to you, “This is goodbye, I suppose.”

You tilted your head playfully . “For now.”

Seungmin exhaled, as if debating something, before looking around quickly. The hallway was mostly empty.

“C’mere,” he murmured.

Before you could do anything, he leaned down, capturing your lips in a soft, lingering kiss. It wasn’t hurried or stolen— it was deliberate, like he was savoring the moment before heading into work.

When he stepped away you were smiling.

“I’ll see you later,” You softly said.

Seungmin grinned lazily, his voice a little lower than usual. “Have fun in editing, pretty.”

Your stomach flipped at the casual term of endearment, and you knew he knew what he was doing.

Rolling your eyes to distract him from the way your cheeks heated, you turned away and walked to the editing department with a giddiness that grew with each pace.

Today’s gonna be a nice day.

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Hey….

How ya’ll doin…?

IM SORRY FOR BEING GONE FOR SO LONG.

I made some really life altering decisions, got my shit together, and posted a bunch on my other blog that I’ve been neglecting since halloween… (I did the same to you guys, but im here now!!!)

But, I have to announce,

This story is coming to an end soon,

I hate this chapter, and will try to make the next one better.

but I’m back!!!!

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What about number 13 from smut list no 1, (high on adrenaline kind of sex) with Javi for the saturday night sleepover? 👀

𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫!

find this prompt and more, here!

Javi Rivera x Fem!Reader

prompt: high on adrenaline kind of sex

You were not expecting the first chase with Javi to go as great as it did.

It’s been years since the two of you have chased together, and the last time went awry very quickly, the two of you losing all of your friends in the process. Javi had the opportunity to figure out how tornadoes work and needed your help. So here you are, the two of you driving in the direction away from the tornado that successfully got the Storm Par to work. 

Javi is grinning from ear to ear, and so are you. It’s nice to see your best friend smile like this. Years ago, you were often the reason why he would be caught in a good mood. But ever since the accident, you haven’t had the chance to see Javi in a state of grace. 

Once you’re a reasonable distance away, Javi parks on the edge of a wooded area. The two of you look at each other and burst out laughing.

“That was insane! I can’t believe it worked!” you cry out,  hurriedly unbuckling your seatbelt and climbing out of the truck.

You shield your eyes as you watch the tornado disappear into the sky, Javi exiting the truck and joining you where you stand.

“It worked because of your help,” Javi elbows you in the side.

“Oh, don’t forget that it was you who convinced me to come here,” you wag a finger at Javi, who unlocks the truck bed door, laying it down so the two of you could sit on it.

You hop up on it, “Any word from Scott or the others yet?”

“I think we’re all too busy celebrating,” Javi says, slotting himself between your open legs.

“How would you like to celebrate, then?” you bite your lip, eyeing Javi as he leans in close to you.

“Like this,” he encloses the space between the two of you, bringing his lips to yours.

There’s always been something between you and Javi, and you could never quite put your finger on it. But the soaring adrenaline and mind numbing energy pumping through you only makes you eager to find out. You lay back on the truck bed, Javi following as he hovers over you, not breaking the kiss. In a hyper frenzy, both of you remove what clothing you can in order to get access to one another.

“I’ve been wanting this for so long,” Javi kisses along your neck hungrily.

“Oh, I have an idea of how long,” you say jokingly, carding your fingers through his curls.

“Really?” Javi kisses down your chest and along the edge of your bra, “How long then?”

“Since college,” you say, “So how about you get on with it?”

“Don’t need to tell me twice,” Javi pushes your underwear aside, plunging two fingers inside your already soaking cunt.

You gasp, immediately grinding on his fingers. Your heart is racing still, the high still not subsiding. Javi feels just as pumped up on the adrenaline from moments ago, and wastes no time to pull his underwear down and his length out. Javi fills you up quickly, but allows you to adjust to him before moving. 

“You feel better than I ever imagined,” you groan, your hands gripping Javi’s biceps.

Javi chuckles as he thrusts particularly hard into you, “I can say the same about you.”

He picks up his pace, both of your pulses racing in your ears as you meet his thrusts. It’s sloppy and high octane, you’re panting and sweating but you don’t care. All you know is that this feels so good- so right. Javi fits with you like a perfect puzzle piece. You cum around him with a loud cry, your orgasm rocking your body. Javi pulls out and finishes on your stomach, nearly collapsing into you. With what little energy you can muster from the adrenaline crash, the two of you get cleaned up and redressed, climbing back into the truck.

Javi checks his phone to see several missed calls from Scott and the team.

“Looks like the celebration is over.”

[dramas-vs-novels]

I just recently saw a girl doing a story line of twilight and it was crazy that everything happen in less than a year xd

So i was wondering... how long does the story of love in the air take? I mean, from the time they meet to the end of the story, how long does it take? Because according to my calculations it's all within a university semester and I don't know how to feel about that hahaha

Ooo, I like this, I brought some of it up during my watch through, but that was more Prapai/Sky focused.

I should do a full timeline post sometime... But for now!

You can roughly trace the timeline thanks to the races, and then roughly date it thanks to Sky's calendar he keeps in his dorm.

Rain meets Payu for the first time.

The faculty dinner where Payu breaks Rain's car to lure him to his house (1 week later, April 5th-ish).

Rain picks up his car from the garage (2 days later, a Tuesday specifically, April 12)

Payu gives Rain an erection in the bathroom (next day, Wednesday April 13).

The race Rain and Sky crash (9 days later, the next Friday-- you can be specific with this one because when Rain picks up his car, it's mentioned Payu has to get bikes ready for a race the next friday. Later context clues tell us this is roughly April 22).

So Phase 1 of LITA takes place over 19 days, which covers story-start up through Pakin's race.

Show Assist:: Rain consulting his schedule after announcing he will destroy Payu in 30 days tells us it is sometime in May. He taps May 21 while saying "30 days consists of 4 weeks, two days have passed".

So it seems likely that May 21 is 30 days away. This would mean LITA begins the night of April 22-23, 2022 (Rain breaking into Pakin's race, the story itself is sooner.).

The events of the following month aren't anchored like the first part, so it's harder to do direct day-to-day lines.

Saifah gets the date for the next race, Payu pushes Rain away.

Rain visits the track where Payu is testing bikes, mentions that they are preparing for next month's race.

Rain turns in his project, he and Payu have sex that night for the first time (2 days later, likely May 21).

Rain gets sick, Payu goes to his house and tells Rain his time is up, 30 days have passed (the next day, May 22).

Rain is largely stuck in bed all week- not because of the sex, the novel tells us Rain was already sick before standing in the rain.

Payu takes Rain out on a date, they run into Sky and then Stop (Likely May 28 or 29-ish, since Prapai tries to visit Payu at the garage and is surprised when he doesn't show up "because he's usually here on weekends").

Payu takes Rain to his first real race and he meets Chai (since the races are only the middle of the night Friday-Saturday, this must be the night of June 3-4).

Phase 3

More than the others, this one is the hardest to track, so it's where the timeline becomes really murky, and at some point breaks entirely.

It's around a week or two later that Payu races Stop and defeats him. The next day is when Rain is kidnapped and Payu beaten.

Prapai goes to Payu about 2 weeks later (in the novel) to finally corner Rain and get Sky's number. He also mentions in the scene that Rain is on Summer break between semesters, but nearing the end.

Phase 4

Sky and Prapai sleep together roundabout May 2.

Prapai gets Sky's number roughly late June.

As I said before, we do have actual dates for the Love Sky portion of the show, there are lots of shots that include calendars.

There is a time card that appears on the screen saying "Three Months Later", from the lineup of shots, this looks like it says 3 months after the race, but the only way the dates line up is if it actually means 3 months from the end of PayuRain's storyline.

Meaning four months after Prapai and Sky sleep together.

Sky's story begins in late September.

First night of Freshman Orientation, Prapai appears in front of Sky.

Prapai sends Sky sunflowers (1 day later, September 24).

Prapai visits Sky, takes him out to eat, sees Sky's first disassociative episode (1 day later, September 25 (thank you Praphan)).

Rain talks up Prapai, Prapai sends food for the first time (2 days later, September 27).

Sky wakes up from a nightmare to a text from Prapai saying he's elaving town. Sky walks out of his bedroom and we get a lovely shot of his desk:: It is Friday September 30. I used this shot to back-date the above items.

Phase 5

Prapai shows up outside of Sky's apartment, this is likely still September 30, as he says he wanted to see Sky one more time before leaving.

There is a montage of time passing, and we get another time check- It is now October 12,

HOWEVER- this scene is out of order. Shortly after it in the montage, when the boys are all asleep in Sky's apartment, we get ANOTHER date check. This one says October 3, which lines up with Prapai's trip more accurately, so I'm going with this one.

Phase 6

Sky wakes up from another nightmare at 1:40am (I'm not screenshotting that, there's a clock beside his bed)

Sky collapses at school later the same day. Prapai's secretary mentions he just returned from his week-long trip, so October 7.

Prapai takes care of Sky (1 day, October 8)

Prapai leaves Sky's apartment, Sky gives him a kiss (Next day, October 9)

Phase 7

** There is a glitch in the show timeline. The following events should take place October 14-22, but Sky's desk calendar travels backwards in time by the end of this Phase.

Prapai and Payu sulk because of a canceled race, Gun and Petch come to speak to them. Prapai and Payu join the wrist-binding ceremony (should be the night of October 14-15, but the timeline glitch makes this the night of October 8-9)

Prapai puts Sky to bed and just about goes insane because of a thigh sticking out from under a blanket (October 9)

Prapai takes Sky on a date to a nice restaurant, then goes back to Sky's dorm (October 11).

Phase 8

In a rare twist, Phase 8 BEGINS with a calendar shot

Prapai brings a very sleepy Sky dinner (November 8)

Prapai gets a call from Sky begging him to come over, frantic. Even though Prapai's clothes change, according to Sky's calendar it is STILL the night of November 8.

**Since it is the same night, I'm not doing a receipts calendar shot. You see it over Sky's shoulder.

The next morning you see Prapai's phone go off, hilariously it says it is now the 23 of June (according to GoogleLens), but I'm ignoring that and saying it's November 9.

Phase 9

Prapai drops Sky off at school and receives a kiss as thanks/apology for helping with his project (November 9).

Montage of Prapai being busy but always sending Sky food.

We time travel again, and it's back to November 6.

Sky and Prapai have sex for the first time in 7 months (November 6 I guess, time travel and all- guys I'm starting to suspect Sky's calendar is an unreliable narrator.).

Phase 10

Prapai helps Sky on his project and cuts his finger.

Prapai takes Sky out shopping (unknown time jump).

Prapai takes Sky to his condo and gives him a BJ before they head to the party where Sky thinks Prapai is cheating on him.

Sky distances himself from Prapai. The novel says this happens over a 2 week period.

Prapai breaks into Sky's condo, finds the notebook, and gets Sky to admit he loves him (The calendar in this shot says November 12, HOWEVER- Sky hasn't been home in days, so that's not the current date).

Sky and Prapai come out to Rain as a couple (payu already knew).

Prapai leaves the race early because Sky had a nightmare (PROBABLY around November 18-19 or 25-26, since, again, it's always a Friday-Saturday night).

Phase 11

Sudden time jump to the next race, which Rain brings Sky to. Which means... Sky's assault most likely takes place the night of December 23-24... Merry fucking Christmas.

** it's possible, since the races aren't a hard-fast once a month, and considering the holidays (if that matters to Pakin), that the race SKy was attacked during could have been in early January.

[guess-that-ship]

Guess That Ship Tournament Season 13: Badly Describe Your Ship! Submissions CLOSED

The Concept: You "badly" describe your ship* to me, I pick out the submissions which I find most funny and compelling and pit them against each other without revealing who they are, people vote on them, and their identities gets revealed once they’re eliminated.

Submission Guidelines

*For the purpose of this tournament, relationships do not have to be romantic in nature. (I’m sometimes going to use “ship” as a shorthand, just know I mean “relationships” in general.)

Relationship can be between any number of characters.

Real people are accepted if they’ve been dead for more than 100 years.

Roleplay characters are accepted as long as the description only pertains to the characters and not the players.

Crossover ships are only allowed if the crossover is official.

OCs are accepted. (However, OC x Canon is not accepted. Please do not submit other people's OCs without their permission.)

No overtly NSFW submissions. (Mentioning they have sex or are a sex worker is fine, but try to avoid anything more than that.)

Two submissions per person. (Do not submit the same ship twice. I cannot enforce this on Google Forms without forcing you to log in. So just be champs and respect this rule.)

Failure to follow these guidelines may result in all of your submissions being disqualified for this season.

Summary Guidelines

Selection Process: I will read through the list of descriptions submitted without reading their names and pick the most funny and compelling submissions. Then, I will check the name to make sure there's no repeats.

Bring something unique to the table. Make sure to describe their relationship, not just summarize the events of the story.

The description of a badly-described ship is ideally one or two sentences long. Descriptions should not exceed 100 words.

Descriptions should be based on canon, not headcanon. (e.g. You can say “they love each other” instead of “they’re lovers” if their romantic nature is debatable.)

Avoid author commentary. (e.g. "They're canonically x," "I love them," "Play/watch/read this," etc.)

Use canonical pronouns.

Avoid identifying information or setting specific giveaways. (i.e. ninja village, space necromancers.)

When submitting OCs, please make sure to at least put a name somewhere. (e.g. "John and Bob by anonymous" or "OCs by Joey.")

The more popular your ship is the more vague the description should be.

I will be more lenient with submissions this season, given "badly" is subjective, but you should still keep these guidelines in mind when writing your summary.

Exclusions

Ships that were accepted in Season 7 onwards and ships that at least reached the semifinals in Season 1-6 are not allowed. For a complete list, please look here. (No need to look through the whole list, just Ctrl+F to find the ship you want.)

Any submissions from Harry Potter will also not be included.

Notes

I will not vet the ships/pairings for problematic content.

If you participate in this tournament, know that you run the risk of unintentionally voting for your nOTP. The mod does not take any responsibility for any distress that may cause you.

There will be a limit of one ship per media in the bracket. You may submit two ships from the same media, but keep in mind only one ship will be able to get in. (A series or franchise will generally count as one media, but they will be evaluated on a case by case basis.)

Submit your ships here! Submissions will be open until Sunday, October 6th at 9 PM EDT.

Please reblog this post to spread the word! The more submissions, the better!

[happypedrohours]

Bouquets of Pedro Creativity Challenge

Welcome to our new Creativity Challenge for our next Happy Pedro Hours event! We're excited to see what you'll create! How does it work?

Send us an ask to pick a number between 1 and 26. You will be given a prompt made up of one Pedro character and one Valentine's Day themed prompt.

Create something based on this prompt: it can be a fic, a moodboard, even some art, this is a very inclusive event, anything artistic is a go!

It's up to you to decide if you want to create something fluffy, smutty or angsty. We just ask you that you tag your post accordingly, and that you have fun!

Post your creation between February 14th and February 16th during the Happy Pedro Hours Pink Edition event. Please use the hashtags #happypedrohours and #bouquetsofpedrochallenge so we can find and reblog your creation.

We hope you'll be inspired to create some beautiful things. Reblogs are appreciated to spread the word. Tell your artist friends!!

Bouquet list

💐1: Valentine, Texas (Joel Miller & drive-in date) by @evolnoomym

💐2: Preciosa (Pero Tovar & lingerie) by @lotusbxtch

💐3: Clint & being sick by @pedrospookie

💐4: Like Oil and Water (Marcus Moreno & enemies to lovers) by @din-cognito

💐5: Step by step (Frankie Morales & public proposal) by @penvisions

💐6: Over moodboard (Javier Gutierrez & someone has sworn off love) by @milla-frenchy

💐7: Silva & bouquet giving by @savedyounine

💐8: Sugar Shack (Agent Whiskey & sex toys) by @inept-the-magnificent

💐9: Crawling Back to You (Dieter's Version) (Dieter Bravo & PDA) by @604to647

💐10: Moodboard (Ezra & speed dating) by @rulexofxnines

💐11: Amantes Sunt Amentes (Marcus Acacius & friends to lovers) by @tateypots

💐12: Life is for the Living (Marcus Moreno & serenade) by @joelalorian

💐13: Din Djarin & platonic love by @pedges-world

💐14: Valentine's a day to feel a lot of things (Fink & little black dress) by @just-mj-or-not

💐15: The Lore (Max Phillips & heart-shaped candy) by @popcornforone

💐16: To Drink Wine Under the Stars (Din Djarin & late for a date) by @hicanivent

💐17: Infused moodboard (Javier Peña & liquor-filled chocolate) by @prolix-yuy

💐18: Perfect Match (Dieter Bravo & dating apps) by @aurorawritestoescape

💐19: Set Stood Up (Dave York & stood up on a date) by @quinnnfabrgay-writes

💐20: A Cupid’s Tale (Marcus Pike & Cupid's bow and arrow) by @oliveksmoked

💐21: Sanctuary (Din Djarin & At home spa date) by @snshineandgnpwdr

💐22: Love At First Sight (Maxwell Lord & love at first sight) by @berryispunk

💐23: The Senator’s Secret Prince (Oberyn & fake dating) by @baronessvonglitter

💐24: Silva & forgotten anniversary by @beefrobeefcal

💐25: Welcome Home (Ezra & homemade goods) by @thepalaceofmelanie

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