#like a whole family album would be insane to look at

[eurydice-and-the-off-beats]

Having many family members who are of vastly different cultures and ethnicities is fun and all until they get to you and ask what you are.

[spencerreidenjoyer]

let you lock me down (tonight) | spencer reid x reader

You'd never really thought about having kids, but Spencer just might change your mind.

wc: 600, rating: explicit/18+

tags: breeding kink (this is the whole premise of the fic. oops?), talk of having kids/pregnancy, established relationship, fem!reader, set in s10-11

a/n: no reason for this other than the fact that sabrina carpenter's juno is one of my fav songs off the short n' sweet album. also i was probably ovulating when i started this drabble sorryyyy

You know Spencer had wanted kids since you first got together.

It hadn’t come up until a few dates in, where Spencer had been a little late to dinner because he was helping to watch over his colleague’s kid. He’d talked for half the night about how much he adored her kid as his godfather, with his colleague having a second one on the way, and how he wanted to be a dad someday.

You would’ve found it more creepy if you weren’t extremely endeared. Spencer was undeniably loving, caring, and impossibly sweet, and dating him was easy. Being with Spencer is easy. You get him, and he gets you.

You know Spencer wants kids, and that’s why when you mention it you’re not surprised by how he reacts.

It just happens to be in the middle of sex.

“Fuck, baby,” you giggle, Spencer being extremely eager as he pushes into you. “You’re so needy. It’s like you wanna put a baby in me.” 

Spencer chokes, his hips stuttering at your filthy words, and it just pushes him deeper into your tightness. “Oh, my God.”

“Does that sound good? You filling me up with your cum until it takes?” you moan, as Spencer rolls his hips into you. It shoves his thick cock deeper inside of you, bullying his way past your tight walls. 

“You make me sound like an animal,” Spencer complains, but his breathlessness tells you that he’s into it. He’s still fucking into you – hard, eager, desperate.

“You could fuck me like an animal,” you swoon, just a little, rather pleased with yourself and the fact that Spencer is so into this, so into you. “Wanna claim me as yours?”

Spencer laughs, shaking his head. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Not before you get me pregnant,” you tease, waggling your eyebrows. “Come on, you know you want to.”

”You are literally insane,” Spencer says, stilling his hips. They’re pressed flush against you, but he looks down at you sternly. “Are you being serious right now?”

You purse your lips, considering Spencer’s own concerned look. “Kind of?”

”Kind of?” Spencer parrots back. “Be more specific.”

”Maybe I just wanna enable your breeding kink,” you smirk, locking your legs around Spencer’s waist. The movement pushes him inside of you a little deeper, and he whines. 

Spencer rolls his eyes, half exasperated and half endeared. “I don’t have a breeding kink.”

“You do, baby,” you giggle. “And getting pregnant wouldn’t be so bad.”

Spencer’s eyes are so wide they look like they could pop out of his skull. “You– You can’t just say things like that! And we are not having a conversation about family planning while I’m inside of you.”

”Now would be the perfect time to talk about having kids,” you offer, but Spencer glares at you.

Smiling, you wriggle your hips just to get a rise out of Spencer. It works, you note, as he whimpers with the movement. ”Okay, so after you’re done with me?” 

“We’ve only been dating for three months,” Spencer says, furrowing his brows. 

“I know,” you nod. “And I mean it. You— You make me want to. Consider kids, I mean.”

Spencer sighs, but you see the way his eyes soften, hear the warmth in his voice as he tries to seem normal and calm about all of this. “Okay. I’ll make you cum and then we can talk about kids.”

“Aww. How romantic,” you say, as Spencer leans forward to kiss you again, and to fuck you again.

While you’d never seriously thought about having kids, Spencer is certainly making you reconsider.

[garpond]

happy birthday to neil young here are some of my favorite things about him

-by the age of 20 he had owned 3 different used hearses, all of which experienced some form of extreme mechanical failure that caused him to have to get rid of them

-in buffalo springfield whenever he had to go out on a date with a girl he'd tell his friends about it beforehand so that they could interrupt the date to tell him he needed to be somewhere and was late so that he could be allowed to leave

-hated going in grocery stores because he would get overstimulated and have to leave

-didn't like how the first pressing of Comes A Time sounded so he bought 200,000 of the first copies of it and used them as shingles for a barn roof

-when one of his tour buses was destroyed (i forget how) he had it brought to his ranch and buried on the property like a beloved family pet

-his early ambition before music was to be a chicken farmer

-when he and carrie snodgress where dating she'd have a ton of people over sometimes and it gave him anxiety so one evening he decided to open the living room window and crawl out of it to get away from people instead of walking through the room to get to the door because apparently he couldn't wait that long and everyone saw it

-another time he randomly showed up at a neighbors' house and they didn't really know why he dropped in all of the sudden because he wasn't very social and it turns out it was because his manager had set up a meeting for him with the band America and he didn't want to do it so he was hiding

-during buffalo springfield he would hide in peoples closets a lot

-once he was guitar shopping with stephen stills and when he was offering on a guitar stephen offered more money on it to try and get it and it pissed him off so he started bidding higher to kick off a bidding war between then and once it was up to a ridiculous amount of money he just dropped it and was like ok you win lol ! and stephen had to pay an insane amount of money for it

-during one filmed interview with MTV or something he decided to fuck with them by adjusting the position of his hat super slightly every couple seconds so that when they cut the footage together and shifted things out of order it would look confusingly different every time

-during the recording of deja vu he lived by himself in a motel but he brought his 2 pet bush babies (named Harriet and Speedy) and they scared the shit out of Graham Nash

-gave a stranger he met like a week ago unrestricted access to his finances because the guy claimed he was going to help him buy a boat and the guy ended up stealing a couple thousand dollars

-during last buffalo springfield concert he was the only person who was not even remotely sad and on the way home jim messina was literally crying and neil was just like :] the whole way

-one year on his birthday at the ranch there was going to be a party and it was a tradition to have a bonfire at it so he went out into the woods to get sticks for it but somehow managed to grab a bunch of poison oak and it was used at the fire and after that he was not allowed to gather bonfire sticks anymore

-while filming the lincvolt documentary he met a trans woman and when he was interviewing her to ask for her opinion about the car she told him that what he was doing with it was a big change and he should probably ask for the car's permission to do it and he actually did do this later

-"everybodys rockin" originated as an r/maliciouscompliance type of project because while he was on geffen records Old Ways was rejected and the label asked for a "rock and roll album" and this was his response to that

-the infamous Eat A Peach incident

-there is much more but this is all i can come up with rn

[heathersdesk]

My grandfather was killed in a hit and run accident in 1978.

His mother and sister struggled with life after that. They decided to go on a trip across the United States together to get away from things for a while.

I discovered this trip when I was going through photo albums and suddenly saw a place I recognized.

The Salt Lake Temple.

They went to many places during that trip. But there was something truly special to me that, in one of the worst seasons of their lives, they ended up at the temple.

I served part of my mission at Temple Square. I was waiting for a visa to Brazil that I began to think was never coming. I had a truly horrendous time in the MTC babysitting a district of Elders who spent weeks on end bullying me and tearing down my self-esteem. I was told directly by someone, I forget who now, that I was being sent there to recover. And when I realized that the mission had no young Elders in it at all, that it was only Sisters and senior couples, I came to appreciate what that meant.

I had so many wild interactions there with so many people. Some of them were strange, like the guy who viewed the Book of Mormon as proof of alien interactions with humans. There were moments of heartbreak, like the woman who was in tears at the Christus statue who attacked us when we checked in on her. There were moments of pure delight, like when an LDS family with two young daughters came to that same Christus statue. The oldest girl, no older than 4 or 5, squealed "JESUS" and ran to the Savior's feet, little sister in tow. Whenever I hear someone mention the teaching to become as a little child, she is exactly who I think of.

There were also moments that were meant solely for me, like when I met the first Sister to ever be called to the Boston mission I had hoped to go to to wait for my visa. Boston has a large Brazilian population, many of whom are members of the Church. I had begged in prayer to be sent there and was told by other people it wouldn't happen because "Sisters don't go there." I had an entire conversation with the woman who was going to be that change. It seemed cruel to me at the time, dangling the carrot of something I wanted right in front of my face. In time, I've realized it was so I would remember that God does miracles and is aware of the desires of my heart, even if it means I don't get what I want. Someone needed to exercise enough faith to push that door open for women. I put my full weight behind it, and I can be just as proud that it opened for someone else.

But some of my favorite people I met there were people who just made me laugh. I met a Jewish convert from New York who told us his conversion story, how what drew him in was the Plan of Salvation. He summarized it in a New York accent in a voice I can still hear in my mind: "So you're a god, eventually. But can you pay RENT?!"

One of my favorite people I met was a Scottish convert named Agnes who was doing the Mormon trail across the US, beginning in New England and ending in Utah. She was a much older woman and told us all about her pilgrimage, and how she had cuddled with the oxen at the baptismal font in the Manhattan New York Temple. (I've been there. You enter into the baptistry on face level with them, or did the last time I was there.) She shared her testimony with us, and I'll never forget what she said.

She explained that the story of Joseph Smith was really hard to get her mind around. It truly is an insane set of asks: angels, gold plates, polygamy, and all the rest. She talked about how she came to accept it—not through any kind of empirical evidence or proof, but through faith and what that looked like.

For her, it was the recognition that being LDS was the best way she had ever encountered to live an excellent life. She said that the worst case scenario she could imagine is one where God would say to her, "You know that whole business with Joseph Smith was a load of crock, right? But you lived such a good life, I have to let you in anyway."

That has always stayed with me. Agnes was one of many people who came to the Square looking for something. I saw people come there looking for faith, or a fight, and truly everything in between. And it's only now that I'm older and wiser that I see something clearly now that I couldn't see then.

Agnes didn't need to come to Temple Square to find faith. She already had a tremendous amount of faith. She, and many others, were looking for conviction. I was at Temple Square long enough to learn you don't get that from a place. While a place like Temple Square can illuminate the possibilities for conviction through the lens of history, it doesn't bestow that conviction through contact or proximity alone. Conviction is made from the materials of your own life and your own choices. Your will, how firmly you place yourself into an immovable and unyielding position, is the measure of your convictions. It comes from within.

Faith is the decision to believe in what you cannot see, and what cannot be proven objectively. That never goes away. Nothing we experience in life, no place we ever visit, will create a shortcut under, over, or around that decision to believe, to trust in God. Faith, at its core, is a decision. The ability to continue making that decision over and over again, under all species of hardship and opposition, is conviction.

Where Jesus walked is nowhere near as important as how Jesus walked, and with whom. The same is true for all of us. Our walk with God might never take us anywhere near a temple because of where God has called us to go. But we are the holiest dwelling places of God on earth—not any of the buildings we've made.

Be a holy place of living faith wherever you are, whatever your circumstances may be. Worship God, no matter what places you can or cannot enter. There is more than one way to access a temple. One way is to enter a place that people invite God to dwell. The other is to become that place. There can be no separation from God where communion never ceases. It is the refuge that is unassailable by others for as long as the person wills it so. The torch within will not go out.

The temple is not special because it has some holy essence that springs forth out of nothing, to passively be absorbed by others. The temple is special because it directs people to Jesus Christ, who is the giver of healing and peace. The temple is just a building. It's Jesus Christ that is the true power behind it all, whose objective is to make you, me, and every person you know the holiest creature you've ever beheld. You are the end goal.

[mattspoetdepartment]

Pumpkins adoption day

This is a collaboration with the incredible and insanely talented @harlowcomehome 🩷🩷🩷 thank you so much for working with me and just everything 🩷🩷

Jack had been having a tough time lately, adjusting to life back home after the whirlwind of his life the last three years.

“Baby” you kissed his shoulder blades as he softly snored beside you.

You knew he had only just fallen asleep after yet another sleepless night. Christmas was around the corner, and he had been overworking himself to get this album done, intending for a late January or early February release.

You went into the guest bathroom and got ready hoping to leave the house before he woke up for the day.

Your phone vibrating as you had finally gotten the call you’d been hoping for.

Jack had been casually mentioning how much he wanted a dog for the past couple of months, often reminiscing about his childhood pet. You had been going to an animal shelter looking for a specific breed, hoping that you’d get lucky.

You remembered how often Jack would tell you how much he loved his family dog and how he wanted the have one of his own someday. Considering how much he had been going through you thought getting him a dog now would somehow make him feel better, or ease the load.

After you had been consistently showing up at the shelter for a while, one of the girls who worked there reached out to you asking what you were looking for and putting you on a list to be called if a dog in that breed ever came in.

You were starting to give up hope until you had gotten the call this morning. Once you had finished getting ready you went into the bedroom to check if Jack was still asleep. When you saw him sleeping you kissed his head gently before quietly leaving, eager to go to the shelter first thing.

You drove down to the shelter, worried they’d place her with someone else if you didn’t hurry.

When you arrived she was up front with the staff, being passed around from arm to arm.

“Where do I sign?” You asked, holding the puppy close to you worried someone would take her away.

The employees smiled at you, printing out the necessary paperwork.

“Would you like to pick out a collar? We usually give out free ones with any adoption!”

You nodded looking through their options before picking out a silky purple one with a bow on it. You slipped it on her admiring how adorable she looked.

“Such a beautiful girl!” You cooed at her, kissing her on the curly head.

After you signed the paperwork she was officially adopted and all yours. You had carefully placed her on a pile of blankets in your passenger seat and wrapped her up in one for security.

You went to the nearest pet store to buy her all the things she needed, knowing full well you were going overboard the second you walked in.

“Your daddy is gonna love you so much,” you said, reaching your hand out to pet her head. You softly giggled noticing her and Jack had matching hairstyles.

Once you had gotten to the pet store you put her in the cart like she was a child.

You were definitely taking this mothering thing to a whole new level with her already.

“Okay, little missy what kind of bed do you want? Looks like we have a sad beige color” You looked at her and smiled when she didn’t find your antics amusing.

“Yeah, I don’t blame you girl, oh what about this pink one!” You held the bed out to her and her tail wagged so you took that as a yes.

“Pink it is! Let’s go find you some toys” Once you had picked out quite a few toys she liked you of course picked up a pink leash to go with her bed.

You also got treats, puppy food, food bowls, and puppy pads thinking you were likely all set.

When you left the store you could hardly contain your excitement.

You made it home safely leaving the bags in the car as you wrapped her in a blanket and walked inside with her.

Jack was in the kitchen making himself something to eat when he heard the door shut.

“I’m making omelets!” He shouted over the music he was currently playing.

“Babe, can you turn that down? You’re scaring her” you stifled a giggle.

“Scaring who?” He turned the music off as he questioned you. Emerging from the kitchen with a spatula in his hands.

He immediately stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes hyper-fixated on the small puppy in your arms.

“Babe” his voice cracked. “Babe, you didn’t.”

“I did” You walked toward him, trading him the puppy for the spatula he was holding.

She started licking his hands immediately, he held her up in the air above him.

“Hi pretty baby” he spoke to her in a soft baby voice that you’d never heard before.

“Is she ours?”

“Yes,” you smiled, going to the kitchen to tend to his food before it burned. You quickly plated it and turned the stove off returning to the living room where Jack was now sitting on the floor with her.

“We have to get you a bed and some food. Yes, we do” Jack spoke to her in the same tone as he booped her nose.

“I actually got all of that, it’s in the car” you smiled before sitting down beside the two of them.

Jack's eyes were glossy and filled with emotion.

“You didn’t have to do this” he whispered as he watched his new fur baby hop around your shared apartment.

“I wanted to” You leaned your head on his shoulder as he kissed the top of your head.

You both had only looked away for a moment before you realized the puppy was out of sight.

“Pumpkin?” Jack panicked the name rolling off his tongue without thinking.

Pumpkin was chewing on a pair of fresh new balance laces in the corner of the room.

“Pumpkin huh?” You giggled as you followed Jack over to her.

“Is that okay? Do you like it? We can change it” he continued rambling only making you giggle once more.

“It’s perfect. Pumpkin is perfect.”

[someforeignband]

there's red & green everywhere (but i'm so blue) WC: 1.8k this is for all the christmas haters who have partners that are christmas lovers

Theoretically, Eddie should hate Christmas. It’s an amalgamation of everything he stands against, from organized religious celebration to conformism to capitalist gift-buying bullshit.

And, it’s not like Steve hates Christmas. It wasn’t like that, he swears it’s not. But, this year he didn’t even bother pulling decorations from storage because he knew his parents weren’t coming home.

And that was that, the garland and tree and mistletoe could stay boxed up in the garage. Steve wouldn’t have to worry about breaking his back to decorate the house. He had a partner that not only loved him, but liked him, so he didn't have to worry about impressing someone with unrealistic expectations of him.

For the first Christmas ever, Steve was without obligations.

Christmas might, for once, not be a massive disappointment if he didn’t spend the next few weeks building up excitement for something that would never happen.

It should’ve all been fine and dandy, should’ve been good. Steve could rest easy knowing there wasn’t anything he had to do in preparation for the holiday season.

But, to Steve’s absolute shock and horror: Eddie Munson loves Christmas.

Eddie loves Christmas in a way that he actually owns a copy of Frank Sinatra's Christmas album on tape and apparently keeps it in his car year round. Eddie loves Christmas in a way that means he has a whole box of recipes reserved just for the Christmas season. He loves Christmas in a way that means that he goes all in, just like he does with anything else Eddie loved.

The Munsons love Christmas in a way that means that Eddie and Wayne have a massive advent calendar that they take time every day to open. The Munsons love Christmas in a way that means that there’s VHS tapes of A Charlie Brown Christmas and It’s A Wonderful Life sitting out just begging to be watched.

Eddie Munson loves Christmas.

So much so, that it pretty much looks like Santa and his Elves exploded all over the northeast corner of Forest Hills Trailer Park.

“Holy shit, Ed,” Steve shakes his head, looking around the trailer in disbelief. “This is crazy.”

“Isn’t it incredible!” Eddie grins, unwrapping another string of multi-colored lights.

“It’s-uh...” Steve stammers, trailing off, sort of dumbfounded by the insane amount of holiday cheer.

Not that he cared that Eddie loved Christmas. It was nice, actually, to see him so excited about something so... normal. Maybe this was a minor re-direction of the current timeline. No biggie.

Except that Steve supposed he’d have to rethink just about everything regarding the upcoming holidays. There’d have to be gift buying, and event planning, and meal prepping, and cleaning, and all of this pressure to do things he's not good at.

He's never been good at holidays, or gifts, or family, or love, or any of that stuff that comes with this time of year.

"Wayne needs some help outside with the lights, he's too old to be up on the ladder." Eddie calls over his shoulder, having migrated across the trailer to top the tree with an angel.

"Do you mind helping him out?"

"Oh-uh... No, no not at all. I got it." Steve murmurs, backing toward the door, still reeling from seeing Eddie like this.

Wayne greets him outside, smiling, nose red from the early December air.

"He's serious?" Is all Steve can say, exasperated, breath fogging up in front of him.

"As a heart attack, son," Wayne shrugs, grinning. "The kid loves Christmas." "Oh, no, yeah," Steve barks out. "I got that much."

"He's a little intense," Wayne chuckles.

"Got that, too," Steve laughs.

"I think he gets that from his momma," Wayne shrugs.

Steve moves toward the pile of lights and begins untangling. He's still in a near-trance, thoughts swirling, trying to figure out what this meant for Eddie, what this meant for their relationship-

"Don't work too hard over there, boy," Wayne chuckles, plugging a string of lights into an extension cord.

"Oh, I wasn't, I'm just-"

"C'mere," Wayne beckons him over, pointing at the painter's ladder leaned up against the side of the trailer. "Eddie'll lose his mind if I get up there." And so they go about hanging lights, and Steve's so focused on the fact that Eddie likes Christmas to even recognize that he was on a rickety old ladder, that it was higher than he was probably comfortable with, or even that it was cold.

Eddie likes Christmas.

He climbs down from the ladder, shoving hands in his pockets, just looking at Wayne, whose brows were furrowed, mouth all tensed up like he was trying not to cough or something.

"All done," Steve offers, brightly, slapping on a smile.

He's trying, alright. But, the imminent Eddie likes Christmas won't stop screaming at him, like it's a box he can't check.

"You okay, son?" Wayne asks, and it's like all the air gets sucked out of Steve's lungs.

"I don't think I can do Christmas like Eddie does," He confesses before he can stop himself, tears prickling at the corners of his eyes.

Wayne laughs, shaking his head, resting a hand on Steve's shoulder. "Nobody does Christmas the way Eddie does."

Wayne was entirely too unserious for the situation at hand and was obviously not understanding what Steve was saying.

"I've never really liked Christmas," Steve says quietly, like it's a secret, like he's afraid Eddie will hear. "I just don't want to disappoint him."

Wayne stops laughing, blinking a few times. "Oh, Steve, it's not that big'a deal."

"I didn't even plan on getting him a gift, I didn't even know we were celebrating Christmas, I thought he would hate it."

"Steve," Wayne cuts him off, placing his other hand on Steve's shoulder. "Eddie doesn't care about any of that."

Steve shrugs his hands off, shaking his head. "I just wish I would've known so I could better prepare."

"Prepare for what exactly?" Wayne asks, wetting his lips.

"So I'd do all the things he needs me to do to make Christmas special, you know? Ugly sweaters and presents and baked goods and all of that Christmas crap."

Wayne's eyes flicker downwards, like he's thinking something he's not saying.

"You wish you could've better prepared? To what? Pretend to be somebody you're not?"

"Well," Steve groans. "Don't say it like that."

"Son," Wayne sighs, and his hand is back on Steve's shoulder again. "The most important part of Christmas for Eddie is being with the people he loves. You are what makes Christmas special for him."

It takes everything inside Steve to not roll his eyes, it would be like Wayne to give him the 'Christmas is about love and family' bullshit. From the way it looked inside that damn trailer, like the North Pole had suddenly relocated to Hawkins Indiana, Steve had a snowball's chance in hell of making Eddie's Christmas special.

"The most important present Eddie will get this year is you spending Christmas with us," Wayne presses further.

And this time, Steve can't help it. He feels his eyes roll, ever so slightly. He sighs, giving Wayne a defeated shrug because this guy can not be serious. Did they see the same Eddie inside throwing fistfuls of tinsel onto every free surface?

But, before he can get into all of that, the front door to the trailer is slamming open and Eddie's skipping around all excited, looking at the lights.

God, Steve felt like shit.

"Look, kid," Wayne tries one more time, squeezing Steve's shoulder, pulling his attention back to the task at hand. "Eddie loves Christmas because it helps him be close to the people he loves. Don't go off trying to be somebody else for him, that would ruin the whole damn point."

That would ruin the whole damn point.

"They look so good, you guys!" Eddie grins, feet crunching over frozen leaves as he trots over to Steve and Wayne.

"And, I didn't get on the ladder even once," Wayne grins, eyes flicking between Steve and his nephew.

Something in the middle of Steve's chest tugs, painful but good, like rubbing out a sore muscle or itching at a sunburn.

"I wouldn't let him," Steve offers, end of his mouth twitching up into a soft smile.

"I knew I could trust you," Eddie grins, dimples on full display, cheeks already going red from the winter Indiana air.

Wayne waves a hand, feigning frustration, scoffing. "You both act like I'm a sneeze away from the grave. I'm goin' inside."

He storms away, but Steve knew he wasn't actually upset. His shoulders were shaking in silent laughter as he trudged toward the trailer's front door.

The door slams, and Steve feels Eddie's hand just barely grace his own. They stood a respectable distance apart. Steve's hand tingles from the featherlight touch, and his stomach flutters, watching Eddie look over his shoulder at the lights.

"Thanks for helping him," Eddie whispers, eyes bright and full of pure happiness. "He makes me so damn nervous on that stupid ladder."

Steve nods and a gust of wind makes him shiver, cutting right through him. It was damn cold out, and yet he hadn't noticed.

"Come inside, bug," Eddie gives his hand a quick squeeze. "It's gonna start to snow."

Steve looks up, and almost serendipitously a frozen flake hits his nose.

"Oh," He whispers, wiping his forehead.

Eddie giggles, "C'mon, baby. I was gonna make us some cocoa." He pats Steve's arm gently, nodding towards the trailer.

"I even bought a real gallon of milk for it! No powdered shit."

There's that feeling again, like cracking your knuckles or ripping off a bandaid.

The most important present Eddie will get this year is you spending Christmas with us.

Steve sighs, feeling another flake hit his ear, then another, and then another. He looks at the lights he just spent the better part of the last couple hours hanging, a few of them didn't light up fully, blinking dull and slow.

"Coming," He says, feeling the frozen leaves and grass crumbling under his steps. Eddie's holding the door open for him, grinning ear to ear at him like he was the one who put the angel at the top of the tree.

He picks up his pace, knocking his hip against Eddie's as he shuffles through the door of the Munson's trailer.

You are what makes Christmas special for him.

"I love you," Steve breathes, quiet and hesitant, as soon as the front door closes.

It feels weird, the warm lighting, the smell of hot cocoa on the stove, the Frank Sinatra Christmas album playing in the background.

Sunburns heal. Sore muscles get stretched out. Ripping a bandaid off only hurts for a second, and sometimes you have to crack your knuckles, so your fingers will feel better.

"I love you too, sweetheart," Eddie responds easily, without obligation.

For the first Christmas ever, Eddie had Steve. For the first Christmas ever, Steve was without obligation.

[hwanchaesong]

━⁠☞🍽️ Eighth Course: If you squint, you'll effectively recognize the facts that everything about his new girl is... disgustingly similar to your image. Talk about serving it in a silver platter. 🥢

🎧: Olivia Rodrigo - Deja Vu

wc: 838

genre & warnings: angst, flashbacks, hints of betrayal/cheating, cursing, lovers to exes, Lia of ITZY is featured here, etc etc

a/n: this is a part of The Sour Restaurant series. if y'all want, you can read the other album inspired fics of other groups here.

You almost laughed at the man who was standing on your porch, looking like a poor child in need of assistance.

"Choi Jongho, what the fuck are you doing here?" you asked incredulously, crossing your arms in annoyance at this ridiculous situation.

He pouts at your aggressiveness, not used to this kind of attitude of yours towards him.

Normally, you'd be so sweet and nurturing, kissing his pout away and cooing at him, asking him what's wrong. But he guesses that disturbing your sleep and knowing that you still haven't forgiven him are good reasons for your change.

His silence further vexes you, raising your eyebrow along with your voice.

"Jongho, I asked you a damn question. Answer it! What are you doing here?!"

"I missed you." he mumbles and you nearly didn't hear him, but you did.. and you are absolutely, insanely furious at his audacity.

He comes barging in your life, causing a cyclone, then he leaves you in the middle of the storm, and he returns like nothing ever happened.

He's treating you like some kind of motel, and it's very disrespectful on your side.

"You missed me? Why? Did your new girl dump you?"

"No, but she resembles you so much that I can't help but remember you through her."

Lame. Lame fucking excuse but you somehow understand it.

Why?

Because you saw how she's basically you, a twin perhaps.

When you and Jongho broke up, which was a nasty one, it left you incredibly shattered. You were basically shaking as you picked up your pieces and tried to glue it back together so you'll be able to function like a human being again.

But you also went into the stages of grief, the worse one was the in-denial part.

You were about to throw your phone on the wall, an action that you will definitely regret later but your friend, Lia, thankfully stopped you from doing so.

"No! Y/N, calm down!" she yells, pinning you down on the mattress and doing her best to comfort you.

You let go of your phone, from your palm it landed on the sheets and Lia's eyes went over to it. Realizing that you're stalking Jongho's social media account.

She shakes her head in disappointment but she can't exactly blame you. She knows what you're going through and she's willing to take care of you until you can stand on your own feet again.

"Lia!" you wailed in her arms, bags in your eyes and hair turning greasy for not showering the whole day.

"I-I see his new girl and it's m-me! If he wants a girl like me then I'm here! Why does he need to look for others!?" you shouted and cried and she stayed there to listen to your rants.

Lia scans the phone again, lulling you into sleep and she can't help the cringe on her face.

Jongho's new girlfriend does seem like a clone of you.

Same hair, same facial features, same physical attributes, heck even the way she dresses.

If you are the standard that he's keen on keeping, then why would he leave you alone at the end of the altar while he meets other girls that will inevitably bring him back to you.

You do not, cannot, and will not accept such bullshit.

But that was back then, when you were too naive to realize that the world is a large place to explore. You had to be the bigger person, no, not forgive but you'd rather forget, and you did say to your family and friends that you wish Jongho well.

Now though, that he stands in front of you, all you could think of is how you should've wished him hell instead.

"Oh you've got to be bullshitting me, Jongho." you chuckled, tone full of mockery and irony, "I'm not dealing with this, I'm done with you."

Before you can shut the door on his face, he puts a foot in and it accidentally gets caught in the middle. You winced and almost apologized but you held yourself back, in the back of your head, he somehow deserves that pain.

"Ow!" he grumbles, but he straightens himself up in a mere second, "Y/N, please. We can talk this out."

If you hear one more begging, you think you'll have to choke yourself.

"Jongho, the 'talk' you're saying has been long overdue." you smile, truly infuriated, "Well then, go have fun recycling our routine to your new relationship."

You slammed the door, locking it— locking him out.

You have spent lots of sleepless nights thinking about the things that he's doing with his new girlfriend, the one that he easily replaced you with.

You have thought about them eating at the restaurants that you frequently went to, watching the movies that you have recommended to him before, singing their hearts out during late night drives.

It's maddening, and now that you're only starting to get some rest, you are not gonna allow him to ruin that.

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[takemebacktowheniwassane]

I would kill to have you overanalyze everything about Falsettos. Hope that didn't sound too threatening, I was joking, I'm just really into your analysis of the chess game :3

omg! I would love to analyze anything for you, man! 💗 I've pretty much picked everything out of a lot of the songs─ lil surprised I don't have my own corkboard with red twine commemorating my insanity on this musical lol

Looking through the album, the first option that came to mind might've been The Thrill of First Love but I think I'll take a break from toxic gays for just one moment and give you a strangely written analysis on Marvin at the Psychiatrist: A Three-Part Mini Opera, because of the different character pov's (i.e., Mendel, Jason, somewhat Whizzer, and of course, Marvin─ and I know Whizzer only announces each section of the song but hear me out, the theories are crazy and I'm obsessed with them and this song definitely factors into them aswell).

Basically, we'll start off with a quick look over Jason's lines, as he is the first character to speak/sing in the song. Right off the bat, we have him showing a HUGE disdain for love because of his father pretty much ruining his home life with the illusion of it. Well, maybe disdain is strong, but you get what I mean─ he's very reluctant to accept romance as an option for himself at all at this point because the wound is still very fresh from Marvin blowing up their family life, but yeah, also, he's a little preteen boy so it also makes sense for him to object to liking anyone just because of immaturity.

As we progress, Jason does a joint-therapy session with Marvin and they talk about outings and father/son bonding time gone badly wrong. He lets us in on his hyper-observance with his reaction to Marvin saying the pitcher they saw at a baseball game was handsome, and makes sure the audience is well aware he has some pretty conflicting emotions about his dad and his dad's sexuality. Especially given My Father's a Homo comes directly after this song, and in turn, also directly after this moment, so we know his feelings over Marvin and Whizzer (being that he enjoys Whizzer's company, seeing as Whizzer is the only adult who actually treats him like a kid and not like a victim or a baby or an average adult, like- but still) and their messy relationship.

It really makes me wonder on how it is when he's meant to go over to their apartment, since it's canonical that they live together and that Jason sees him regularly. And if they act terribly in front of him still. I assume Whizzer wouldn't allow that, another trait that gives Jason reason to side with him, because he seems like he really just doesn't want to completely, for lack of better words, fuck up Jason's whole childhood experience by being a part of it.

Now! Mendel isn't a complicated perspective, per say, just very eccentric. Especially assuming he asks MANY intrusive questions to a man who just openly came out as gay about his ex-wife and her sexual habits and such. This is where we tell him to go to horny jail.

(That's not the whole analysation, I swear─)

Mendel to me seems like he probably takes the initiative to not relay any of his clients actual info to other family members, but this song pretty much just proves he's incapable of brain-thought when he's horny. Which, yeah, that's hilarious that the only straight man is just thirsting over a woman to this gay guy. William Finn, you've done it again.

Anyhow, Mendel is pretty vital in this song. We get to see his psychiatry techniques, and with that, understand exactly what kind of situation Marvin's been, in taking therapy from him this whole time. The first part of the song is probably the best way of analyzing, since he's actually intelligible and giving Marvin advice. Well, that advice consists of telling him to ignore Whizzer's flaws and love him regardless, you can actually sorta see that at work in some aspects of the musical, even if he's constantly condescending to Whizzer throughout act one.

But generally, Marvin tends to take the exact opposite path that Mendel gives him, and basically just uses him as a venting device. Then again, Mendel is not to great at giving advice, as a neurotic little man who has like four mental breakdowns in the course of act one and two.

Next, Whizzer, of course. Short but sweet, or.. angsty? I've heard a few people theorize that Whizzer narrates the story ("Marvin at the psychiatrist, a three part mini opera, part one." "Part two." "Part three." "Psychiatrist, returning, returning! Five sessions later..." "A day in Falsettoland─ Doctor Mendel at work.") because after he dies, it sort of becomes his story of finding a true family and lover and son and being actually happy and knowing he lived well before he died really, tragically young, at least.

I'd like to take it a different direction, because I hate angst, and only sometimes tolerate it.

I've realized that Whizzer only actually narrates Mendel's shenanigans, which makes me think, especially with how he still does in act two, he gets to HEAR about the sessions. Whether it be from Marvin, or Jason, or Trina. Or even Mendel himself (this one's more act two based). It may introduce a new side because Whizzer doesn't go to therapy (shocker), but the people he's around all see this one guy so maybe he hears about the sessions and can relay them because he knows this one person's aspect of the story each time.

It wouldn't make a lot of sense for him to hear anything from Mendel in act one assuming they weren't close (at least not in the revival), and he doesn't marry Trina until Marvin and Whizzer are broken up, basically. But it would make more sense for him to get it from his boyfriend who absolutely loves to complain about any minor inconvenience in his life. I just think this could be an interesting perspective, because I've only ever seen that first theory and although somewhat fitting, I need less angst and more cool little headcanons in this fanbase please and thank you.

Finally, we go to Marvin. The star of the show, our princess with several disorders (we all know who our real queens are *stares directly at Trina and Whizzer*).

Throughout the entirety of this song, we see him barely entertaining Mendel with information. He's very vague, which probably stems from a life of secrecy and sneaking around. Although I presume he told Mendel about the affair while it was happening, or a few months in? Or Mendel just knew? Just by the general air of it, and how it seemed well-known by that point even though him and Trina only just divorced.

Marvin definitely keeps to himself, and waits for Mendel to butt in with something. Not so he can take his advice, but moreso so that he can kinda just. Have it, on hand? Or maybe so he can prove to himself that therapy is a hoax, because that certainly sounds like a Marvin thing to do.

Even while going through events with his son, he only states that eventually their interactions just go back to being stale and that they SHOULD be closer, without ever trying to actually make an effort (he assumes making an effort is taking Jason on outings even though they both prefer to stay inside, on their own. This definitely comes from his parents not doing anything with him as a kid, it's internalized so he pushes going out in public and doing what would be father/son outings onto Jason. It's something he never got to have, so he thinks that means he's fathering Jason better than average).

Not much to be said about that middle factor, besides the point of Marvin not knowing Trina was withholding love from him, which is interesting. Her character and lines definitely prevail that she was fed up with Marvin, but it could have just come out as indifference during their marriage. In I'm Breaking Down, she does make a point to state that she only wants a man to love her, so that could've been an overwhelming point in their marriage that Marvin remembers more vividly then her drifting away.

He did seem genuinely surprised when Mendel brought it up, so there is something there for sure.

But now, my dear silly, it's time for me to say adieu, because it's semi-late and I gotta update a fic draft :) but thank you sm for asking! made my day, it was so sweet. my inbox is always open for any suggestions, I'm really glad you like these little rants lol.

I'll try to post more soon 🫶

Goodnight!

[octahyde]

1, 14, 25, and 28 for the twst ask game? (if that’s too many feel free to pick and choose lol)

the fact that we chose so many of the same questions and were both like “if it’s not too much 🥺” FAVE

1. who is on your home screen right now?

Pumpkin Knight Idia is one of my defaults even not around Halloween!! Unsurprisingly as sawluvr199x and my love for horror as a whole, I’ve grown up with Halloween being my family’s biggest holiday of the year. I think it suits her and also her gushing about 80s horror in the vignette made me Feel Things.

BG rn is mostly a holdover until playful land’s out for the music LOL

(also don’t look at my gems I’m Saving. that child took me to pity on his birthday and now I have to start all over for playful land. i only need to really grind out 2 more to soft pity with bdays)

14. if you could wear any outfit from the game, which one would it be?

I wanna say it’d be hard to pick as a romantic goth playing a yana toboso game, but it’s not. It’s just not. Heartslabyul Halloween fit.

I would wear this every day of my life if I could. The corsets and the raven skull. Fuck me dude. The gloves are even velvet.

I’ll also put Malleus GloMas because I wanna cosplay it So Bad when I’m further in transition. Malleus is a character who made me very comfortable and gender wise also. It’s why I decided to go by Drac online and want to change my middle name to Draconia irl despite him not even being a fav LMAO

25. who is the first person to be banned from entering ramshackle?

My self insert actually isn’t Yuu, but a Pomefiore student!! I mentioned a day or two ago that I didn’t really like Yuu as a character at all until I read Octa manga and used Yuuta as my Yuu. That being said, he seems way too nice to ban anyone and would inversely invite them in for a meal LMAO.

As for me, Drac Draconia Octahyde… well Grim is part of the deal so I can’t ban him. Probably Rook. He isn’t my least favorite character and I actually like how absolutely fucking insane he is. But also I do not want him anywhere near me because of how fucking insane he is. My qpp has had nightmares of walking through the city at night and a bus passes him and Rook is in the back window. Staring straight at him. Standing and unmoving. We’re both really obsessed with it.

28. a song you'd recommend to your favorite character?

OHHH IDIA… MY WONDERFUL EMO WIFE. There are a LOT of songs I connect to her (I literally had an idea for an entire series of 17 pieces based on her and every single Black Parade song.)

I think my biggest one is ironically not an MCR song. So Much for Stardust by FOB is a song I very very deeply relate to, and I feel like it really captures her grief with the death of Phantom Ortho.

Another big one is Cemetery Drive by MCR, again one I deeply relate to and one that definitely encompasses Idia’s grieving.

Also like, I can’t NOT post Black Parade songs after mentioning it, so I’ll say This Is How I Disappear because of how encompassing it is of despair and loss, and also Kill All Your Friends because it’s about the anger and isolation when you have CTPSD and nobody around you understands. Also it’s my favorite song on the album when I’m forced to pick one and it goes so fucking hard.

[cherubharrington]

Boys a Liar

I just thought the song title was fun. It doesn’t really relate lol

Dating Steve Harrington was not a easy feat. He was a lot to deal with. Not that you minded that at all. You liked him for who he was. Liked him for the man he was becoming. He did get a bit clingy at times. But again it wasn’t something you minded. It was hard though, to get to him when he was down. But you managed.

Just the constant girl coming up to you and telling you how good he was in bed. How he’s been with every girl in Hawkins. It was starting to make you a bit insecure. Not that you would voice it out loud. You didn’t want him to know how easily it got to you. It was even worse that some girls have come up to talking about Nancy. How you could never replace her in his heart. You were a rebound, a joke. These girls knew exactly where to hit you where it hurt. So for a couple of days, you’ve been very MIA.

“Hey buttercup.” Eddie said, greeting you as he sat down next to you. You gave him a smile before handing him the popcorn you made for him and you. He was your best friend and knew everything there was to know about you. The only thing was you hadn’t told him about the whole Steve situation. You decided to keep it to yourself.

“This movie kind of sucks.” You remarked and he snickered.

“Well what should we watch? This is the only- wait why don’t we go to family video. Pick up a movie that way you can see your boyfriend and we can have something actually interesting to watch.” Your heart stopped when you heard Family Video.

Little to your knowledge, Steve had gone to Eddie about you. In Eddie’s words, the poor boy was going a little insane without you. You hadn’t returned any of his calls. Every time he went over, your sister would always tell him you weren’t home. He would try to sneak into your room. But your room was right next to your parents and they could see if anyone was getting in or out. Eddie had no idea what to tell him, you hadn’t mentioned any drift. Or reason why you weren’t talking to him.

So when he suggested to go get a new movie, he looked at you to gauge your reaction. You took a few minutes to come up with a response.

“Movies are boring anyway. Why don’t we uh- go to the uh-.” You said, cringing at yourself for not knowing what to say. “The record store! Why not there. We can listen to that album you’ve been trying to get me to listen to.”

Eddie rose an eyebrow at you, he paused the movie and turned to you.

“I know you’re not talking to Steve. He told me.”

You gaped at him, he got you there. You hadn’t anticipated Steve going to Eddie instead. You sighed and covered your face in your hands.

“It’s not his fault. It’s just that every girl he’s ever hooked up with. Keep coming up to me saying he’s going to leave you for Nancy. He’s a good fuck, etc etc.”

“See Harrington, she’s not mad at you.” You were shocked, had he been here the whole time? Did he hear everything that was said? You stared at Eddie comically.

“Traitor!” You said, tossing popcorn at him. Eddie laughed and shrugged them off of him. Steve eyes soften when he looked at you.

“Eh, you’ll forgive me eventually. Gotta go!” He said, getting up from where he sat and running out the room. Steve stood there, waiting for you to finally acknowledge him.

“Hey.” He said.

“Hi.”

He sat down next to you, this was starting to get more uncomfortable by the moment. Not because you didn’t feel comfortable around him. Just the fact that he heard you. That you should have gone to him about this. Instead of distancing yourself. But here you guys were now.

“Look, I know my reputation was going to eventually catch up to me. But I promise you, I don’t love Nancy like that anymore. If anything, I kind of love her like a sister.” You watch as he played with his fingers. He looked at you from where he sat. “And those girls, those girls are not you.”

You stared down at your own hands, you didn’t hate getting vulnerable. But you did run from him when you should have told him what was bothering you. You met his eyes once more, there was so much love in them. You stared at the constellations scattered on his face. Your boy was beautiful and he loved you. You knew that.

“I love you so much. It hurts to breathe sometimes.” You reached over to cup his face.

“I love you too, Stevie. I’m sorry I ran.”

“It’s okay. I understand why you did it.” You leaned in close to him and placed a kiss on his cheek. He smiled. Then he placed a kiss on your lips. “Now I can have you in my arms again.” He tackled you to the ground and cuddled you close. You laughed and wrapped your arms around his neck.

You loved him and he loved you. There was nothing more better for you to ask for.

“You’re still going to kill Eddie? Aren’t you.”

“Yep.”

[thenerdofthegroup]

And if I said Agatha fits ‘the family jewels’ album by marina and the diamonds perfectly?!?!? Then what

Are you satisfied- obvious. Always wanting more. Wanting to be the best. Be perfect. Seen as a freak by others due to wanting control

Shampain- Agatha is a metaphor for addiction. This song is all about the terrible side of drinking and addiction. Perfect again

I am not a robot- one of my personal favs (I know I’m autistic don’t). But this perfectly goes with a few scenes where Agatha… she isn’t the same as others. It’s very clear that even in moments of vunerability she can’t switch of that survival. That non human emotion does not come naturally but she does try. The campfire scene where she awkwardly chuckles, still one of the best scenes ever imo, proves this. She is an outside to everyone. Women, witches etc she is outside. Like a ‘robot’ looking in

Girls- right now. Agatha is not a good person. She mocks women. She uses their insecurities and their trauma against them to get what she wants. This whole song is about mocking other women and the societal expectations on them. Agatha doesn’t give a shit. And she will mock anyone that does. If someone thinks she’s ugly, dead. Someone thinks she’s fat, torture. They don’t matter so seeing others feel it is another digging point for her to get under others skins. I know what I’m trying to say but I don’t think it’s working… let’s just say we all know what I’m trying to say

Mowgli’s road- indecision. At every point she could choose to connect and to finally trust others again or keep down the path of ‘survival’. It’s also a very childish and ‘Disney like’ song, which you could link to her childhood. At 18 she had to decide whether she could keep taking abuse or finally kill. Which path to take each time…

Obsessions- the much darker side to her. I personally feel she has a few… mental quirks and this song is about depression, anxiety, ptsd and ocd. I think a lot of what she has been through and exhibits in the show can be linked to these or other mental disorders. But under the charm and bubbles there is a deeply broken person who never wants to feel it. Rio is right. She is a coward. And she runs away from those feelings. Obsessed with perfection and power to escape them

Hollywood- this song is about idolising people. I think this can be applied to both power and her always reaching for it OR about people like Wanda, Billy and Rio. She can never reach their levels of power but she wants it. She needs it. She wants to be them, wants to have that control. She doesn’t idolise them personally say but she wants to claw her way to that pedestal of power

The outsider- I mean… this is obvious. She is THE outsider. She doesn’t fit with witches, humans, gods etc. she is outside of it all. The campfire proved it to me. The Nick flashbacks made it obvious. Always alone, always the outsider. Note my favourite line is how she screams ‘I’m a fucking wildcard’ and Agatha would scream that too. So yes this song to me is one of the closest related

Hermit the frog- her going absolutely batshit insane. But on a more serious note it’s about her becoming worse and worse and spiralling in a terrible relationship. Now, some people argue Rio was this for her, and maybe you’re right. But I don’t see it that way. Agatha was going to kill. They are evil mistresses together. There are nuances to it that I do agree with but this isn’t about that. This is about the darkhold. She moved from one relationship (her and Nicky) and sunk into the darkhold out of pure grief and was abused by it and her mind became worse. That’s at least what I headcanon. That her mental health got dreadful. But it was a toxic pull. She knew it was bad for her but she couldn’t stand the pain and dealing with it alone without a buffer anymore (again guessing because the show with fake title of DARKHOLD DIARIES DIDNT SHOW HER AND THE FUCKING DARKHOLD) *cough cough* anyway. Nick could also be her ‘glass balloon’

Oh no- terror of failing. That’s obvious. This whole song like satisfied screams her. Because she’s a perfectionist. She cannot fail. Failure is the worst thing for her. This song just screams Agatha to me. “Because I feel like I’m the worst so I always act like I’m the best”

Rootless- disconnected from everything. It’s about relocating and that’s what she does. She has no ties to a place, people, anything. She has nothing to connect with (apart from Rio). She is isolated from everything because she has nothing to connect to.

Numb- and if I said Agatha is depressed and masks it with about 1000 masks… but really this whole song is about being numb to everything. And that’s what she is. She feels nothing to death (the action… have to specify now), numb to pain, numb to a lot. Or at least pretends to be mostly. But I think she is numb to a lot due to all the pain she has been through and this song definitely encapsulates that

Guilty- this songs about killing a dog… soooo. Just kidding it’s about family issues. Perfect. To single out one line perfectly “I was just a kid and all I really wanted was my father” swap out father with mother and boom, sad Agatha childhood

Family Jewels- Agatha to a tea. “Ooh, don't you find it strange? Only thing we share is one last name. Did I beat you at your own game? Typical of me to put us all to shame” I can even imagine teenage Agatha screaming this at her mum. Abusive parent who hates her and pushes her away? Tick. The child taking and having to live with the shame of being the stain in the family name? Tick.

God I could write essays about this, most will wood songs and so many other songs that relate to her. My god…

She is just perfect

Thank you for coming to my TED talk. Here is a photo of ghost Agatha doing laundry for listening

[mrs-johansson]

Escape from LA - Lisa Manobal x Fem!Depp!Reader

Part 1:

“And the Grammy goes to… Y/n Fleur Depp!” The present read out the card and I just let my head fall back as I let out a big sigh. My sister was the first to bring me in a big hug and then my manager and producer who were also such a big part of this album. I hugged everyone around me and at the table next to us was Harry sitting. I looked over and he was already on his feet clapping with a genuine smile on his face. I put my hands together and leaned forward a bit to express my gratitude.

Walking up the stairs will never get old or boring, it’s always a huge honor. Accepting the award I stepped up to the mic.

“Thank you so much for this. Ugh… It’s always an honor to get one of these but I think it’s even more special to me to be named beside my fellow nominees. I would’ve never thought that my name would be in the same conversation as ABBA. Absolutely insane to me,” I chuckled looking down at the award. “And everyone else in the category, you guys are incredible and the art that you all create is what this world needs and I’m just happy to be named beside you. I uhm… I wanna thank Romeo and Phil, my producers and Jenna, my manger. My family, of course, you guys are the best. But mostly my amazing fans, who relentlessly support and love me, and without you, I wouldn’t be standing here, so thank you.”

***

Y/n Fleur Depp parties with sister, Lily-Rose Depp and ex-boyfriend Harry Styles at the 2023 Grammy after party

The Depp sisters enjoy a night out in Los Angeles after the Grammy Awards

Y/n Fleur Depp bags 2 Grammys just before kicking off her Reflections World Tour

Y/n Fleur Depp supports Harry Styles at his Melbourne concert just a week before her world tour kicks off

***

“Tonight we have a very special guest with us, multiple Grammy award winner singer, and songwriter, please welcome Y/n Fleur Depp,” said Jimmy Kimmel, and as the door opened I stepped out, waving to the crowd and making my way to the chair after sharing a hug with the host.

“Y/n, welcome to the show, how are you doing?” Asked Jimmy. “Thank you, happy to be here. I’m great, how are you?” I asked politely. “Great, thanks. Are you and Harry back together?” He replied so fast and my eyes just went wide as the whole crowd started cheering. “Oh no, we’re not. I’m absolutely single, believe me. I don’t need anything right now,” I chuckled uncomfortably. I admit I’ve been talking the most with Harry since we’ve broken up but there’s nothing between us and we both know there’ll be nothing. “Okay, just making sure. Did you enjoy his concert?” “Yes, definitely. He is an amazing performer so I wasn’t worried.” “You start your tour in two days and it’s gonna be a very long journey. You start in LA on February 22nd and the last date is in Soul, Korea on February 21st. That’s a long tour.” “Yeah, it is. But it’s gonna be awesome. We’ve been preparing for a while now and I’m very excited to see everyone and sing the new songs,” I smiled giddily and the crowd cheered hearing my words. “How do you prepare for a tour like this? I mean obviously, you have the dance stuff and all but mentally and physically?” “Yeah, I prep for the show with all of the dancers 3 times a week for like… 3 months. But I work out every day also, even if it’s pilates or gym. Shows can be very hard on your body when you perform 5 times a week for two and a half hours, so I try my best to prepare for the year. And mentally I guess I just try to enjoy every quiet moment before going on the road. It’s very hard obviously being away from my friends and family but someone always comes to each show so that’s nice,” I explained. “And as I know, you bring your cat on tour with you.” “Oh absolutely. He’s my baby, I can’t leave him for that long.” “His name is Bucky, right?” “Yeah,” I smiled. “How did you get the name?” He asked. “Uhm… I really like the Marvel movies and Bucky is one of my favorite characters of all time so I thought why not? The Winter Soldier already seems like a black cat type of guy so I chose that.”

After the interview, I got back to the green room and I was a little angry not gonna lie. “I go to one of his shows with literally multiple people and have one drink with him at the fucking Grammys, and suddenly we are back together. How does that work? And besides, we broke up over 4 years ago,” I packed up my bag and grabbed my phone. “You know they always do this, don’t bother,” said Chloe, my assistant, as we made our way to the car. “I know they do, but fucking hell, I can’t be single for one goddamn minute.”

***

“Hello, it’s Y/n Fleur Depp and today I’m gonna let Elle ask me anything,” I smiled at the camera.

“What’s your favorite memory from doing your last album?” Asked the journalist.

“I’ve got to work Doja Cat on one of the songs and I think it was one of the greatest days of the album making. We just had such a fun time with that song and we were just vibing a lot. She has a really interesting character and it was refreshing to work with someone like her.”

“What are you most passionate about outside of singing?”

“Ooh, that’s a hard one… food? I don’t know, I just love to try new stuff and cook new stuff. It’s a fun thing to get into.”

“Biggest pinch me moment in your career?”

“Oh my god, on my last tour, I was in New York, performing at Madison Square Garden and it was like halfway into the show and I looked up to the… well VIP section I guess and Rihanna was there, dancing and singing along. I almost fainted.”

“What is the best industry advice you’ve received?”

“Enjoy every second of it. I think especially now with social media, there are so many opportunities for people to make it in the music industry. And now, someone can easily take your place overnight if their song is gonna be a trend on TikTok. So I enjoy every little moment.”

“Who’s your biggest cheerleader?”

“My sister Lily, for sure. She has always been my biggest supporter. Since we were little kids, she always made me sing her favorite songs. And even now, even if I have a show on the other side of the world she will fly out and dance and sing through the whole thing. She’s the best.”

“What’s your 5-year plan for your personal life?”

“Oh damn… Uhm… I just want to be in a secure and stable place. Definitely move out of Los Angeles, it’s been too long for me to live here. I want to live somewhere different and new and have new experiences. And uhm… be in a calm and loving relationship.”

***

“Come on people, night one,” I stood in a circle with all of my dancers. “I just want to say how proud I am of us and the work all of you put into this tour. I am extremely grateful for all of you because everybody in this crew is so amazing, dedicated, and talented. I want us to have fun. It’s gonna be a long road but we’re gonna shake up the world and do some incredible stuff. I love you all and let’s have some fun,” I said and we cheered before putting our hands in the middle. “Reflections on 3, 2, 1!” “REFLECTIONS!”

I stood on the lift and I got my mic handed to me. Then the intro for Ready for it began playing on a loop.

The podium rose and the crowd erupted in cheers and screams. “Los Angeles… Are you ready for it?” I said and seconds later the song started.

About an hour into the show, I was at the front of the runway part of the stage. Sitting on a chair with only a guitar and a mic stand.

“Before we dive into the next song I wanna thank all of you for coming,” I said and as soon as they started cheering I smiled widely. “The last few years were absolutely crazy. ” I looked around the stadium. “But now, we are finally at peace kind of and I think we should enjoy it. We worked so much on these shows because I think we all took doing concerts for granted and me and my crew want to give you the best. It’s so cool to be back on stage, in front of all of you. Uhm… I love you and thanks again,” I smiled and they all cheered which made me smile even more. I just love that they love me.

Doing another hour and a half was a little exhausting but I enjoyed every second of it. “Thank you so much, Los Angeles, I’ll see you tomorrow,” I blew kisses all around the stadium as the lift was moved down.

I walked behind the stage and as soon as I stepped into the hallway, I had champagne sprayed all over me as my friends and family screamed around me. “Oh shit,” I covered my face as the champagne was just coming. “Congratulations!” heard Lily’s voice before she hugged me as soon as the alcohol stopped flowing. “Thank you, it was so fucking cool,” I said. “Oh my god, it was!” She shook my shoulder and I hugged everyone who was around basically then made my way to the dressing room, changing to something that wasn’t covered in champagne.

Once I cleaned up, I checked a couple of messages on my phone when I heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” I said, still scrolling through my phone. “I brought some guests, sissy,” Lily spoke and I looked up immediately, not hearing a noise from the guests.

All of a sudden Blackpink was standing in front of me with shy smiles. I’ve met Jennie before and we clicked really well. She is a very funny and sweet person, but I haven’t met the other members yet. “Oh my god, hello,” I went to hug Jennie and she was quick to greet me too, before turning to her members. “It’s Jisoo, Rosé, and Lisa,” she pointed at each of them. “I know, I’m a fan, you know that. It’s so nice to finally meet you,” I said, honestly feeling happy to meet them. “We’re happy to see you, it was an amazing show by the way,” said Rosé with a noticeable Australian accent. I put my hands together and bowed my head. “That means a lot coming from you. We should hang out. Are you guys free for the next…” I looked down at my watch, checking the time. “…couple of hours?” I asked and they all looked at each other before nodding their heads. “What do you have in mind?” Asked Jennie. “We could have some drinks back at the hotel if you’d like. It’s a calm place,” I suggested. “Let’s do it.” Jisoo excitedly said and we all chuckled. “We’re gonna be great friends, Jisoo.”

[myobsessionsspace]

Looking at jikook's behaviour especially from the last 2-3 years, it's apparent that they are pretty inseparable. From spending a lot of time with each other during pandemic to ptd times and then flash forward - enlisting together.

Even when Jimin was busy for his album, it was very apparent that jungkook missed him, inviting him multiple times too.

Even though people think they didn't meet up in 2023, it soon became obvious that they did, because they can't just 'not be close ' and suddenly enlist together.

Whatever they are to each other, I'm seeing a pattern of a (almost extreme) dependency. Which makes me think that we might be seeing this behaviour from them even in future, after MS.

Please don't get me wrong, I don't claim them to be dating each other. Because who really knows? But this absolute dependency they have on each other makes me think how would they navigate if they ever have an official public relationship with different partners.

Now hypothetically, can you imagine Jungkook in the same room ( let's say a couch) with a gf and Jimin? We know his whole attention and physical body language changes around Jimin. How would a gf feel with a boyfriend who's more attentive to his guy friend than to her?

( I'm assuming gf because it's hard to come out with a same gender partner in S Korea)

Hello lovely!

Thank you for the ask, I’m gonna answer it in two parts, one about their ‘codependency’ and two about a hypothetical girlfriend being added to their dynamic.���

Jikook Close Enough Orr Too Close?

Yes they’re close, the closest, the I am you, you are me duo. It’s insane those that believe them to be their favourites still deny this, from early days until now. They work together and play together 

I’m so grateful they have each other to push each other, like when they stay after to practice together or like when one give the other vocal help.

I’m also happy that they *like* each other, they like cooking together, watching movies together, going to concerts, ice skating, restaurants and escape rooms together. 

Like the rest of us we saw times in chapter two when one really missed the other, when one was worried about the other over working themselves, when one wanted to eat chicken, go live or box together. 

BUT they have also done well with all the constraints of idol life and being in THE biggest  global group with their hectic and publicised life to have cultivated a life outside of the group and of each other (well not completely).

Jikook have their own interests, hobbies, homes, family and friends. We’ve been able to spot Jimin travel the world with friends, go to shows with friends, relax at home alone etc.

Jungkook, I find due to his introversion, has always been more of the homebody out of the two (I can always give example of his well documented introversion if asked 😉) however he’s actually come a long way in recent years. More than just staying in and gaming all of his free time away, in addition to with Jimin, he also has been spending more quality time with his friends, spending time on his hobbies, going on meat tours etc.

The two are able to not be around each other 24/7 and still have full lives, Jungkook is still deep down an introvert and if not out with a select few close friends would rather enjoy himself at home, one of the bonuses of that for us is that he can feel no issue with being on live whilst enjoying being with himself at home, over a decade of sharing his life on the camera with ARMY has allowed us that window. 

Jikook like each other and like spending time with each other but they also show maturity in making sure they invest time into themselves, into their other friends, sometimes these friends even overlap, because who says they have to keep each other separate from other aspects of their lives?

They compliment each other and are doing a good job of it. If we do see them as together, they work together AND see each other and after all these years still like each other?! They’ve got a balance that seems to work for them. They’re able to still dedicate time to the other members, even when it seems like they’re constantly in a Jikook bubble.

Yes we may get more Jikook jikooking, but with the added public understanding that they went through 18 months of life changing, unforgettable, intense comrade bonding.

But I’m not worried about them after their service, the days of 'unhinged, bold and reckless' fetus jikook are mostly gone, they know when to push the envelope and when not to. They’re not new to this, they’re true to this 💪

Jimin & Jungkook plus a ‘She’

With this, I think of it as if either Jimin or Jungkook had a girlfriend, cos why just Jungkook with Jimin being the third wheel, hmmm👀? Jiminie has given us a lot of queer coding, he’s been literally painted the bisexual flag.

Bi-erasure is real y'all 😪

Jimin could also be the one in this hypothetical scenario, as much or maybe even more than Jungkook, when it comes to a girlfriend in the mix. 

Before getting to the woman, It actually would say more to how f*ck*d up Jikook themselves would be as her boyfriend, getting involved with a woman and bringing them around the other to act like that around her. Those aren’t the type of men I could be fans of ☹️

It would actually say more about them as people to add an unsuspecting woman into the mix of a bond that allows for many questions as to the nature of it. Why would either one of them even do that to even have this scenario occur?? We know they aren’t heartless a**holes but even this fake scenario makes me upset for the third party 😭

On the hypothetical girlfriend side…to be honest it is possible with the dynamic that Jikook have, for a girlfriend to join them and them still have their bond continue with some adjustments.

It would have to be a special sort of woman, confident in herself, in her differences to either of them. She wouldn’t be a carbon copy of Jimin or Jungkook, she would have to be someone who has qualities not found in Jimin or Jungkook, but compliment them either way. She would have to be someone that would also platonically fall in love with the best friend of her boyfriend. She would have to be someone firm to set boundaries with skinship etc but not controlling to allow their friendship to continue to thrive. She would  have to be a welcome addition to their friendship time, but also be confident enough to leave them to have their own time, someone the boyfriend would crave individual time with her also.

It’s more the type of character of the woman that would determine how she’d feel. If she was dating either, she would be confident enough to know that her man isn’t romantically involved with the other. She would be dating him and learning him and understanding his dynamics with his friends, family, co-workers etc.

If she was putting the time in when dating to learn her boyfriend m, it would work, if she was a self assured woman, it would work. If she believed her man not to be gay or not to be romantically interested in the other member then she’d last. 

She wouldn’t even make it to the label stage to be calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend if she couldn’t handle Jimin/Jungkook in her boyfriend’s life. if she couldn’t handle Jikook jikooking, minus skinship, the relationship would be over the first time seeing Jikook together.

It’s possible but it’s a special type of woman. This is all hypothetical and dependent on Jikook only having been nothing more than best friends, the closet duo and platonic soulmates.

If we were trying to insert a girlfriend in the mix for any other scenario then…I dunno love 🥴

Thank you for your ask and thanks to any readers, likes and comments.

💜

[poopinmybabyfood]

Okay, I'm horribly late to Emmet month, but I'm doing my best to catch up

Day 1: POKÉMON – Emmet and his weird cat. I'm surprised at how easy Archeops is to draw!

Day 2: FAMILY / FRIENDS – Emmet and Skyla!! Not enough people talk about how funny their friendship dynamic would be. They're definitely the childhood friends that constantly tease each other 24/7

Day 3: ALTERNATE CLOTHING – Went for a simple, light academia-esque look. Not too big of a fan of drawing massive coats like the one Emmet wears, so drawing him in something different was nice!

Day 4: MEMORIES – Emmet sweetheart, you're gonna squish your brother's foot. Give Ingo some personal space, will you?

Day 5: HOBBY – Nothing like reading a cool history book while listening to your favourite (yet painfully British) punk rock album, am I right? Though I don't see Emmet being an avid reader, I can definitely see him geeking out over world history. He still likes reading, but is much more of a casual reader compared to Ingo the Ultimate Bookworm.

Day 6: EMOTIONS – Ough. Not my best work for sure, but oh well. I feel like there aren't enough depictions of Emmet, or either twin for that matter, expressing genuine anger and fury. I've seen a couple for Ingo, and a whole subgenre of Emmet going insane, but I still think he deserves to experience being angry without losing his mind. He's pissed, and rightfully so. Probably. Either way, he'll eventually calm down after a while.

6 down, 6 more to go until I'm up to date! If I'm speedy enough, hopefully I can catch up and start posting normally tomorrow!

[jeonjungkookenthusiast1997]

Echoes of the Past (3) - Chasing Distant Memories

Summary: After waking Chan up rather abruptly Y/N decides looking through some family photo albums could give them some answers. Who knows, this could be the moment that starts to change everything

Do not repost or translate my work!

Moodboard made by me! 😁

Content Warnings - cursing, sleepy Chan (yes that does need a trigger warning 🤭), flash backs, deep conversations, lots of feelings, Chan's demon form makes an appearance

Word Count: 4,135

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Y/N awoke the next morning as rays of light streak through the gaps in her curtains, she rubs the palms of her hands against her eyes before rolling onto her side as she contemplates everything that happened last night. 

She got drunk with her friends and attempted to summon a demon 

She actually succeeded at summoning said demon to find that he knew who she was

She's a witch, her whole family in fact are witches and her mother had her memories erased by a powerful warlock

She has a soulmate and that soulmate happens to be a demon

She sighs softly, closing her eyes ``yup, that about covers it" she huffs as she pulls her sheets over her body before suddenly shooting upright in her bed… Bang Chan. He should still be downstairs. Y/N jumps out of bed, runs down her stairs and stops suddenly when she reaches the closed door to her living room. Taking a few deep breaths she opens the door as quietly as she can and slips inside, her eyes scan the room everything seemingly in order before her gaze falls onto her sofa with a sleeping Bang Chan splayed over it; his large body clearly far too big for the small furniture set. 

Y/N watches him like that for a few moments as she takes in his features. His platinum blonde hair has been lightly tousled from sleep, his face looks delicate and at peace as he rests. Looking down she notices he slept in his clothes making her brow furrow 'that can't have been comfortable', they would have to come up with better sleeping arrangements than this for the demon. For some reason the need to touch the sleeping demon overtakes her rational thoughts as gently she reaches out for his face, her fingers move some of his fringe away from his closed lids when suddenly a hand flies up to her wrist stopping her as Chan's eyes bolt open with his heart beating erratically. 

The startled demon blinks a few times, eyes flitting around the room before realising where he is, with a soft sigh he releases her wrist letting it drop to her side as a teasing smile sneaks onto his face "what are you doing?" His voice comes out raspy and deep as a look of sheer horror floods Y/N's face causing her to shake her head rapidly "I wasn't doing anything weird! I promise! I was just… you had-" Bang Chan watches amused as she stumbles over her words, nodding for her to continue trying to find a reasonable explanation "your hair fell over your eyes. I was just…moving it?" Her reasoning comes across as more of a question than a statement but given her clear embarrassment the demon decides to let it slide. Chan reaches his arms above his head as his bone crack loudly "sure sure" he plays along with a smile "how helpful of you" he snorts as she covers her face groaning loudly. 

Once Bang Chan has sat up and is readjusting his clothes she speaks up softly "to be honest I wasn't sure you'd still be here" his lips curve into a frown at her words "I wasn't even totally sure the whole thing hadn't been a dream, so thank you for still being here and proving I'm not insane I guess" the way her eyes slide off to the side make Chan shake his head in almost exasperation "I promised I'd still be here didn't I? I never break my promises, especially to you…" his own words trail off as he treads carefully with what he tells her "right yeah… soulmates" she adds while biting her lip. Y/N joins Chan on her sofa with her hands placed in her lap "I had hoped I'd remember something by the time I woke up" his body perks up as she talks "but no dice, sorry" both of their faces drop in disappointment, the blonde demon clears his throat "no need to apologise, it can't be helped. It's only been one night after all" she sighs slightly while, yes, it had only been one night it was still a frustrating situation to be left in. 

Suddenly a thought enters her mind as she snaps her fingers catching Chan's attention "do you think looking through old photo albums could help?" He thinks over her words for a moment before smiling "could do yeah, all we can do is try" at his confirmation that it could help, she races off upstairs to find the precious books. After a few long minutes she returns downstairs carefully holding two slightly dusty books, with a proud smile she presents them to the demon to take out of her arms so they can look through the scrapbooks together.

Y/N and Chan get through the first book with little success the only photos to be found cover the first 3 years of her life, the pages holding nothing but sweet childhood memories "sorry Chan" she mutters "we still have one more to look through though" she tries to keep up a good and hopeful atmosphere but she can see his mood starting to sour slightly, his cheerful comments about how cute she was as a toddler becoming less frequent. Y/N tenderly picks up the second book slowly turning the pages, her eyes scanning every photo and note just in case. She's about to turn to the next page when Chan's hand reaches out to stop her, there's a deep scowl adorning his face as he points to a young looking man with perfectly pretty features. 

Y/N notes that he has platinum blonde hair, something akin to Chan's not that she would say that openly, his eyes a vibrant shade of green with black slits in the middle of his eyes much like a cat though it's a little hard to make out anything else with the bad quality of the photo but she does notice his slightly sharpened canines "that's Park Jimin" she's about to comment on his unique looks but decides not to given how dark Chan's eyes have gotten. Y/N takes the photo out of its protective holder to examine it "y'know I'm kinda surprised my mum left this in here given how hard she worked to make sure I wouldn't have any involvement in this world" she turns the photo over in her hand, noticing Chan nodding along through her peripheral vision. On the back of the photo is written 'Jimin and 'mothers name' at Pandemonium, October 2001' Chan takes the photo out of her hand "Pandemonium huh? Makes sense that's Jimin’s club" Y/N makes a non commitment hum as she puts the photo back to continue flicking through the pictures. 

The duo get through a few more pages before Y/N's eyes drop to a set of photos which look like they were taken at a pumpkin patch, there's several photos of her as a child hunting through the field with her button nose tinted red and her hair in bunches. She smiles at the memories even if they are slightly hazy, she turns to Chan to explain "this day was one of the best moments I can remember from being a child, it was so fun hunting for the best pumpkins to carve and…" she turns her head to face Chan when she notices his eyes are cold and unreadable, his body stiff as he stares at the photos "Chan?" Her voice is quiet as she reaches out to touch his arm. 

Bang Chan jumps a little at the feeling of her hand squeezing his arm "how much of this day do you remember?" His voice is unwavering but something about his tone doesn't sit right with the young woman "to be honest, not a whole lot but when I look at these pictures a warm and happy feeling fills my heart… I know that probably sounds stupid but" Chan clears his throat stopping her train of thought "not stupid at all" his eyes are still somewhat cold but something akin to hope shines through. Y/N is about to ask him why he questioned her memories of that particular day when a stray polaroid falls to the fall between their feet, she bends to pick it up with Chan is quicker carefully lifting the photo to his eyes as he gasps holding the photo to her with a slight shaking hand. She takes the photo and instantly realises why he'd looked so shocked; the photo showed Y/N the same way as the others, with a big smile on her little cheeks, but this photo showed a young boy next to her. His blonde hair has some yellow leaves attached to the strands, a bright and proud smile is stretched over his pink cheeks and he's holding a pumpkin between both of their bodies. Y/N's breath catches in her throat as she gulps "is this…" Bang Chan nods slowly "yeah… that's us" he breathes out with a heavy sigh, her jaw drops open slightly at the revelation. It feels almost surreal they finally have some tangible proof of what Chan has been telling her 'so why does he look so sad?' she thinks as she reaches out to hold his hand. 

Chan doesn't say anything else for a moment he just holds a look of sadness on his face, finally he nudges her arm urging her to turn the photo over to see if there's anything written on the back. With a shaking hand she does so, turning the photo over and surely enough in black pen are the words 'Y/N and Bang Chan's pumpkin patch adventure, October 2002'. Y/N looks at Chan confused "if she was so set on erasing my memories, why keep this?" She asks him "perhaps she forgot about this photo or maybe it held too many memories for even her to completely erase" he suggests with sadness lacing his words. 

Y/N holds the photo close to her chest as a strange sense of familiarity spreads through her limbs, she's about to call out to Chan when suddenly in her mind's eye she watches a scene from her childhood play out. 

A younger version of herself as fat tears rolling down her chubby cheeks, she's sobbing as a younger Chan holds her in his arms "I'm sure it was an accident Y/N" he tries to soothe but she shakes her head "no! That boy destroyed my pumpkin on purpose!" She cries harder as her face is pulled into Chan's chest, he's rocking her back and forth while rubbing her back "we can find another one" the young blonde tries to reason "we can carve that one together so it'll be even more special" he smiles at he wipes the tears from her cheeks.

Y/N blinks rubbing her eyes hard as the scene before her eyes morphs again, later that same day another memory unfolds this time it shows the pair sat side by side at a table carving a new and bigger pumpkin

Bang Chan's soft giggles sound out into the cold autumnal air as he watches Y/N trying to make marks into the vegetable, with a huff and her arms crossed at her chest she grumbles "I can't do it! I give up!" The young demon shakes his head as she turns away. Chan suddenly lifts his hand, the familiar red sparks of his magic filling the air, he uses his finger to carve a funny face into the tough skin smiling with satisfaction when he's done. He lifts the pumpkin in the air and floats it over to her smiling shyly as he presents it to her "a pumpkin for you…my pumpkin" he giggles as a screech of happiness fills the air "I love it Channie!" The girl grins as she hugs the shy boy.

As her eyes adjust to being back in the real world she notices Chan knelt at the side with a frown on his face "Y/N?what happened? I was shouting your name but you weren't resp-" she stops him short with she whispers "I remember" the air between them becoming tense. His eyes widen a fraction as he stutters out a 'what?' "I remember this…" she points to the photos at the pumpkin patch "you called me your pumpkin just like you did last night" she blushes at the memory. Bang Chan's heart thuds harshly in his chest at her words "you remember…" his words trail off as a blush dusts his cheeks at her mentioning the nickname he'd given her as a child "I'm sorry about last night… I shouldn't have called you that, I just couldn't help myself after not seeing you again after so long" his eyes drop down slightly as she moves closer to him, her fingers run over his cheek with feather light touches ``don't apologise please, I like it" she whispers. 

His eyes flick up at her words and before he can realise what he's doing, his eyes are trained on her lips with his head inching closer. Their lips are about to touch when suddenly Y/N's tummy rumbles making Chan laugh softly, he pulls away shaking his head "we haven't made breakfast yet I almost forgot" disappointment coats her tongue as she covers her face groaning "will I ever stop embarrassing myself around you?" She whines as he laughs at her "come on" he smiles and tugs her hand pulling her into her kitchen. 

Y/N sits herself on one of her kitchen counters as Chan busies himself with grabbing a pan "how does pancakes sound?" A sound of appreciation leaves her body as she licks her lips almost able to taste the food "oh yum I love pancakes" he chuckles softly as he comments "I know, I remember you devouring them nearly every morning" her eyes a fraction at his words "I keep forgetting you know more about me than I know about you, I didn't even know demons could or needed to cook" bending down to grab some ingredients from her fridge he decides to give her a little more knowledge on his kind "we don't have to eat as much as humans do or the same things humans do it's more of a personal choice. I spent so much time here though as a kid that I got a taste for it" Y/N smiles at that, they seemed to be thick as thieves when they were younger given what she could tell from the brief memory she was able to claw back from the deep abscesses of her mind. Chan sets about making the pancake mix quickly, setting the batter into the pan in almost perfect circles before turning to face her “I have to admit i practised making these, wanted to perfect the process in case I got the chance to make them for you” by the time he had finished his sentence his back was turned to her once again as he focused on not burning the food, Y/N could still just make out the light red hue that had taken over the tips of his ears and she found that little fact rather endearing. With the pancakes almost done Y/N jumps down off the bench to grab two plates and places them across from each other at a little table she had in her kitchen, once everything was plated up and they were sat across from each other Y/N decided she wanted to know more about his parents and the soulmate bond they shared “so your mum and dad, did they say much about the situation when i seemingly stopped summoning you? I mean that must have come outta the blue right? I'm kind of surprised no-one came looking for an explanation” Chan takes a big bite of one of the fluffy pancakes on his plate nodding as he swallowed “out of the blue is definitely on the money, you'd been summoning me pretty consistently that's why my mother told me about the bond in the first place” Y/N is watching Chan intently as he speaks “when that suddenly stopped and the pain made its appearance, my father was furious demanding answers. I was told he sent a messenger to your realm in search of you and your family, when he finally came back all I was told was that you didn't wanna see me anymore” his lips drop into a small frown at the clearly painful memories making Y/N frown in turn knowing she had inadvertently broken his heart, she reaches her hand over the table to rest on top of his “knowing my mum and what she's clearly capable of she probably just sent him away without ever seeing me. I'm so sorry Chan” he squeezes her hand in return “don't apologise you couldn't have done anything to stop this. I'm just glad I'm here now even if it was a mistake and your memories have been altered” they share a soft smile before they finish eating. Once they're both finished Y/N grabs the plates to clean “thank you for the pancakes, they were delicious' ' a proud smile crosses the demon's face making her giggle, for a demon he's very patient and sweet not what she would have expected at all, the thought burns at her chest as it makes her mothers betrayal even harder to understand. If Chan had been some vicious brute out to steal her soul and destroy Earth she could have justified it but he's not like that at all, since arriving here he's done everything to make sure she was comfortable going at her pace every step of the way. 

Y/N and Chan spend much of the rest of the day this way, looking for clues around the house and chatting about their lives since her last summoning of him. She told him all about school and college, all some of the short lived relationships she’d had which never panned out very well which was probably due to the demon in front of her to some extent. Chan had told her about his training to be a succubus and having to learn his place in the hierarchy of Hell, he even confessed he would sneak away from his home sometimes to check on her to make sure she was safe, happy and most importantly still alive. Confused by the last part of his stories she can’t help but question “if you could travel to the human realm that whole time, couldn't you have come to visit me?” a deep sigh leaves his body when she asks this “no unfortunately not, after we made contact with your mum she made me promise to never intervene with your life, to never come to you unless you called for me” Y/N’s eyes widen at this “that scheming witch!” shocked at her outburst Chan can't help but laugh “she made sure I wouldn't remember you and that you wouldn't come to find me! Oh I'm so going to kill her when I see her” Y/N may be joking but she is steaming with anger at the meddling in her future. Chan understands her anger and he feels it too but doesn't want the ugly feeling to ruin their bonding “it's frustrating I know that pumpkin but let's not dwell on this yeah?” his soft and patient smile coaxes her out of anger she was feeling helping to ground her in reality “yeah its shitty but at least we managed to find our way back to each other” Chan’s heart stutters in his chest at her words, the feeling fills his chest until he's pulling her into his arms and holding her close as her own heart beat speeds up.

Chan lets out a shuddered breath "exactly Y/N" Chan whispers softly with his face nuzzled against her hair, his strong arms holding her close "and now that we've found our way back to each other nothing can keep us apart" Chan can't help but close his eyes to savour the moment. He had waited for years to have the chance to hold her like this, it almost feels like a dream to him. Y/N pulls away slightly to look up into Chan's eyes as "thank you for not giving up hope on me, I know it hasn't even been one full day since I summoned you but" she gulps as he looks at her with a serious look on his face "I feel drawn to you, more so than I have with anyone else and I know it's because we're soulmates and we're magically linked but I didn't think I'd feel affected by it so soon" Chan nods in understanding with a soft smile "I feel it to, that your opening up to me. Feels like a warm hug is wrapped around my heart" Chan hesitantly moves his hand up to rub Y/N's cheek with his thumb. 

Y/N's eyes flutter shut with a sigh of contentment at the soft touch, her head leans into his hand as affection grips at her heart. Feeling her response, Chan's heart swells with happiness and love "thank you for trusting me pumpkin" he smiles with his cute dimples showing. Y/N opens her eyes at the term of endearment, her eyes drift down to Chan's plump lips resting there for a moment before looking back up to his face "no thank you for being so sweet to me even after all the hurt and time that has passed" Chan's other hand comes up to rest on her cheek, both hands rubbing small circles against her jaw "I've waited a long time for this moment, I won't let it slip away so easily" his leans in closer as his nose brushes with her own giving her time to pull away if she felt uncomfortable. Y/N leans in closing the gap between their bodies as she places a soft chaste kiss against Chan's lips, feeling the soft kiss Chan's heart leaps with joy. He responds gently, his lips pressing back against hers, their kiss slow and sweet as he pours his love into the kiss. His hands keep a gentle but firm hold on her face as he keeps her close. 

After a few tender moments Y/N pulls away to catch her breath, they both share a smile as Y/N rests her forehead against Chan's. Chan's eyes twinkle with happiness as he looks at the girl beside him, his heart swelling with love and contentment. He gently places a soft kiss on the tip of her nose, feeling her warmth seep into him "I'm guessing this means you won't mind me calling you pumpkin from now on" he grins cheekily as they pull away from each other slightly. Y/N giggles as she pushes his chest away playfully "no I wouldn't mind, I'd quite like it actually" she mumbles shyly Chan's grin grows wider at her response "you truly are something special pumpkin" he leans in again, this time for a tender kiss on her forehead before pulling back to maintain their close yet comfortable proximity.

After a long day they decide to order some food and decide on a Chinese take out, they sit side by side on her sofa watching Howl's Moving Castle which was one of Y/N's favourites. Y/N is cuddled into Chan's chest with his chin atop her head, his hand rubs slow circles into the skin of her hip and his eyes are closed in pure contentment. Y/N tilts her head slightly to look up at Chan's face "since you're a demon and everything do you have horns? Or a tail? Or wings?" Chan's eyebrow raise at her sudden questions but he laughs at her inquisitiveness "horns yes, a tail no and wings yes" her eyes twinkle with interest as he answers her "can I see?" A shocked sound leaves his throat as he shifts slightly to look at her "you really want to see?" Y/N nods her head with a grin on her face "unless you feel uncomfortable then please don't feel like you have to but yeah I'd like to see when you're happy enough to show me" Chan takes a moment to think over her request "I don't want to scare you pumpkin, you've just started to trust me…" Y/N's hands come to rest at his face looking earnestly into his unsure eyes "I promise I won't freak out or push you away" Bang Chan looks off back at the TV for a moment before closing his eyes, he takes a few deep breaths as his body starts to shift. 

First to make an appearance are his horns and they're absolutely beautiful, they twist upwards away from his head and are black but have an almost pink tint to the tips of his horns. Next are his wings, he has two smaller wings which protrude from his back. They're black and curved at the ends looking a lot like bat wings. The air between the two is somewhat tense as Y/N asks in a quiet voice "am I allowed to touch?" Chan doesn't answer her question for a few beats making her think she has offended him "yeah go for it" his voice is soft and calm but she can feel that he's uneasy probably not expecting this outcome from tonight. Y/N's hands reach out for his horns first, as delicately as she can she runs her fingers over the ridges that curve around his head memorising the feel of them against her hands. As her fingers reach the tips of his horns Bang Chan's body shivers slightly, his hands coming up to grip her wrists tightly. The sudden action makes Y/N gasp and she's about to start apologising when she notices how blown out his beautiful eyes are "my horns can be a little… sensitive" Chan gulps as he sucks his plump bottom lip between his teeth "should've warned you, sorry pumpkin" she quickly retracts her fingers while shaking her head "no no don't apologise! I'm sorry if I've made you feel uncomfortable Chan" a soft whine leaves his lips, so soft in fact Y/N almost doesn't hear it as Chan speaks quickly "not uncomfortable, please don't apologise" his body shifts away from her own slightly as his eyes look around the room, a soft blush painting his cheeks 'oh' she quickly realised what has happened as she rushes out her next words "I can stop if you'd like" Bang Chan wordlessly moves his her hands to his wings "it's okay, I want you to be comfortable around me no matter what form I'm in" her hands move on their own this time, she runs her fingers over the tips of his wings feeling the soft skin that rests there. Once Chan is happy Y/N's curiosity has been quenched he reverts back to his human form to avoid any more…incidents with his body. 

Y/N thanks Chan for indulging her then moves onto her next thought process "are you staying here again or will you be leaving to go home?" Now that he's calmed down a little Chan moves back to Y/N's side taking his place next to her "I'll stay here tonight if that's okay with you pumpkin," he responds with a soft smile "I promised to stay by your side and protect you, I can't do that from Hell'' she hums in affirmation "well I was thinking, I don't want you staying on the sofa" Chan's face drops slightly but he nods dutifully "okay yeah, I can find a nearby hotel or someth-" his rambling makes her giggle "no silly that wasn't what I meant! I want you to…stay upstairs with me, in my bed" at her words Chan's eyes widen almost bulging out of his head as he chokes slightly on his own saliva "w-what? Are you sure Y/N? I can manage on the sofa" Y/N smiles at his reaction but stays firm on her idea "I'd be much happier if you were sleeping somewhere better suited for your body and honestly I'd make me feel safer now I know what's out there in the world" Chan smiles fondly at her as he moves a lock of hair from her face to behind her ear, his fingers stroking over her jaw as he does "as long as it's what you want" as if on cue Y/N yawns rubbing her eyes. 

Chan stands and stretches letting out a groan, reaching his hand out to her "come on pumpkin, let's get you upstairs" Y/N nods and takes his hand gratefully. Y/N showers first, making sure to wash up a little more thoroughly than she usually would knowing Chan will be sleeping beside her. Once she's done she offers the shower to the demon who smiles at her offer taking her up on the opportunity to enjoy the hot water. Y/N leaves some baggy clothes for Chan to change into near the door then settles down into her sheets as she waits for him to finish and join her. 

Once he's done cleaning himself up he shuffles bashfully into her bed, slipping himself in behind her. Instinctively he wraps his arms around her waist pulling her body close, his nose nuzzles into her neck as he inhales her comforting scent. Y/N intertwines her fingers with his own as she snuggles her back against his chest "thank you for spending the day with me Chan" the demon is practically purring against her back as he enjoys the close contact his chest grumbling happily "of course pumpkin, I'd spend every day here in the human realm if I could spend it with you. Goodnight Y/N" he whispers as he places a soft kiss to her cheek "goodnight Chan" she replies as her eyes drift closed, safe in the knowledge her body is wrapped up closely against Chan's. 

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I came across this video where Taeyong was explaining the inspiration behind the song "Love is a Beauty" and what he said left me with a deep sadness...for him...for all of them because I think the situation is more or less the same for them all...

We know how the k-pop industry works (and we know it sucks) but listen to a grown up, talented, hard working, brilliant, caring man of 28 years old saying that he "actually don't know about love" should make you think...especially their fans...what he, all 9 of them, give up in the name of their dream are 2 of the most important things that we are gifted in life : Love & Freedom.

And it's something that when you are 17 yo you can endure, you tell yourself "It's ok! I wanna become this or that...it's a big sacrifice but it's my dream"...when you are 28 you endure it anyway but...it's different...

The Love they get from their families, real friends, band mates,working team, fans is a totally different thing from the love you get from that 1 right person for you, that one who loves the REAL you, the natural and "imperfect" YOU, who support you anyway, your "Ride or Die" together, not because you are a worldwide famous singer/artist and the allure that comes with it!

Part of the reason they are forced to put Love in stand-by is because of the fans (the toxic/psycho ones obv) because God forbid if the news of one of them dating gets out! All the hate they receive...the company who rush to explain that the news is not true while going to repremend that poor one who was "caught" goin' out 🙈 and all of this for what?? They are grown men, they should be able to live their lives and that little free time they have in the best possible way for them!

But it doesn't work that way...their freedom is put on hold too! And not only because the company exploit them and their talent as much as they can, making them work literally 24/7 365 days a year especially during the promoting season, they can't use their freedom in absolute private matters too... like getting a tattoo! They can't get a tattoo without fans "consent": it's literally their skin!! What do you mean they should ask fans before do it?? Fu€k it!! I would tattoo my whole body like Michael Scofield just to piss those "fans" off 🤣

They can't smoke...thank God they "limit" themselves with smoke because with all the pressure the company/audience/themselves put upon their beings I would be high all the time just to get throught it...

The way they can't almost interact with women in front of cameras (or in general because they are literally haunted from stalkers) it's insane in my opinion and the company should take action more often to protect them! And it's equally shocking the fact they can't interact the way they really want between them (band mates) because if one of them look or talk in a certain way to the one he is not "shipped" with from fans ➡️ hate

This album and tour mean a lot to them and to us because we know what is gonna happen starting from next year...so please: let the guys enjoy this experience to the fullest! Support them! Let them Live! RESPECT THEM! They deserve it 🙏😉

Video credit @neocrushtech on TT