#like i genuinely enjoy the effort i put in to making him not lie while still being the most deceptive little shit you ever did meet

[ceaselesswatchersspecialboy]

Do the twins ever get attached to stanfraud? Does bill get attached to them too? what is their relationship like? and what is their immediate reaction to finding out everything was a lie -- first impressions? GAAHH I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS i'm ur biggest fan bro

Thank you so much!! It really means a lot that people are enjoying my madness this much!

It’s funny because earlier I was actually doodling him and the twins!

He absolutely gets attached and they get attached in return. While their initial introduction to him is very rocky, they come to enjoy his quirks and unusual interests, especially once Dipper puts together he was the author, and he regularly supervises them on adventures, mainly because Stan asked him too, but also because it’s strangely fun. He will repeatedly claim he hasn’t gone soft to Stan, but then Stan will find him fast asleep with the twins curled up against him, or he’ll catch him helping the twins in their respective Dipper and Mabel’s guide videos. He also likes Mabel Juice! Mabel won’t take his suggestion of adding eyeballs though. Alas.

His feelings towards them are made complicated by his own denial. He doesn’t like the idea that he’s changed much at all, and these new doubts he’s experiencing about his original plans are not thoughts he’s willing to entertain for long. He gets snappy when Stan tries to reassure him it’s okay that he cares, because he doesn’t care, he’s just… playing a role. That’s all. It’s all one big lie. He can do lies. But that doesn’t really explain the genuine panic he experiences when Dipper and Mabel are in danger, and how quickly he jumps in to protect them nor does it explain the fuzzy feeling in his chest when Mabel knits him a sweater.

He’s not the same as he was thirty years ago. That’s a fact. And thirty years was once just a blip for him, but this has felt like he’s lived a whole new life.

And on the flip side, Dipper and Mabel care a lot too. He’s off-putting and he’s strange and he says some things that imply he may have committed murder and gotten away with it, but they like being around him. It isn’t always perfect, same as it is with Stan, but the rougher patches don’t tend to last, and they reconcile by the end of the day (although, Bill is usually incapable of saying sorry verbally and shows his apology through actions instead).

Dipper for one hasn’t really had anyone he can just ramble about nerd stuff with. Bill can actually keep up with Dipper, and they both find themselves enjoying the debate they have about inter dimensional travel, or what sort of haunting would be the most annoying to deal with. Dipper does sometimes catch his uncle looking at him strangely though, almost as though he’s seeing right through Dipper and looking at someone else, but he blinks and the odd look is gone, so he must have imagined it.

Bill does sometimes push Dipper’s buttons, of course, and never gives him direct answers, usually making him look for the answer himself, or read between the lines, which Dipper comes to appreciate as it, so he claims, trains his mind for mysteries. They have a very fun back and forth, honestly. Dipper thinks Stanfraud is the coolest despite all the annoyances, and he really does try his best to impress him.

Mabel meanwhile is just her usual bundle of energy, and charms her great uncle by involving him in her unhinged hijinks, and showing him the art of glitter bombing. She meets him where he’s at! Even though he can sometimes be a little extreme, even for her, she pushes herself out of her comfort zone, mainly because of what Stan told her, about how Ford lost his mind while alone. Well, she can’t have that! She makes a real effort trying to understand him, and why he thinks the way he does.

He also weirdly gives her some good advice whenever Pacifica tries to bring her down, and Mabel is both comforted and inspired by how weird he is, even in his old age. He never lets anyone shame him out of it, and he encourages Mabel to just “Be weird! Your fleshbag life is short! Why waste it caring what lesser skin puppets think?”

Bill unknowingly allows both Dipper and Mabel to feel more comfortable in themselves because of how unapologetically ‘him’ he is.

Sorry if this is messy, by the way, I’m just writing my thoughts as I go along.

Anywho, I think all of this makes finding out everything was a lie very hard hitting for them. Mabel tries to rationalise it, that sure, maybe he wasn’t really their Grunkle, but he still loved them like he was, and they loved him like a Grunkle, meanwhile Dipper reacts very negatively, because he really thought he had found someone like him, someone he confided a lot in, and now he thinks he made the wrong choice, that he was an idiot.

And Stan lied too. He admits the biggest mistake he made was not telling them, but it’s too late for that now.

The one bright side, if you can call it that, is Stan and Bill do tell them before they get Ford back. They think they’ve finally found the way to do it, and Stan wants the kids to know before they try it, give them time to process.

Okay I’ll end there for now! Thank you so much again!

[clenastia]

you know what irrational pet peeve i have in writing? when people have a character who CANNOT lie (magic, fae, Lucifer from the TV show, etc) and then.

They have them say something that's a lie. and then follow it up with a "just kidding!" like.

no?

that's still a lie? like if there is magical impetus in not lying. then you can't lie and just follow it up with a just kidding, or a that was sarcasm darling?

like maybe it's just because in those gundam wing fanfics that i've never properly written out i put way too much effort into making certain every single word and statement duo says are 100% true while still being misleading. but.

ugh.

i dunno.

it just bothers me so much when other authors just don't put in the same degree of effort into making sure their characters literally never lie.

[world-of-aus]

The Arrangement - Chapter 4

Pairing:Mobboss!bucky x Reader

Chapter Warnings: Angsty Dialogue

Authors Note: I apologize immensely for the delay but my mental health has absolutely tanked in the last three weeks. I have fought enough to feel a semblance of normal and was able to put this chapter together. I hope you all enjoy, and look forward to the groveling and ass kissing our guys gonna do. Love, and many thanks, happy reading. 🤍

Bucky thinks he finally understands vividly the phrase ‘so close, yet so far’.

The two of you have been married a little over a week and it’s as if nothing has changed, he still barely see’s you despite the two of you living in the same house. You’re asleep when he arrives, and you’re gone when he wakes, and despite his best efforts, you’ve managed to avoid him at every turn.

He knows there is no excuse you could give him, no longer any reason for you to still be actively avoiding him the way you have. And while he’d give just about anything to have you at least talk to him about what troubles you, to enjoy his presence the way you had the night of your wedding, he doesn’t want to push when your discomfort is so obvious.

So he gives you time.

The first two days he gave you all the space you could have possibly wanted making himself scarce, but as the third came and went as did the days that followed, he found his patience running quite thin, an underlying hurt brewing deep within his chest.

Your close friends had all but advised against his plan to confront you.

‘She just needs time pal, she’s working through a lot of emotions, don't get a hot head because she’s coping in the only way she’s known, let her come to you when she’s ready.’

‘Listen, I’d avoid you too if I had to marry an ugly mug like yours.’

‘She’s conflicted B, she’s had her happiness ripped from her before, she’s been placed in uncomfortable situations without having anyone check up on her well-being, she’s putting herself first for the first time in a very long time. Don’t mess this up, because she won’t be the only one you lose this time around.’

He had taken their words to heart, but that wasn’t going to stop him. He just wanted to talk to you, to feel a sense of normalcy in your shared marriage, he wanted you to be happy, genuinely happy. Bucky wanted you to want to be in this marriage not because it was asked of the two of you but because it was something you genuinely wanted. He knew it was a lot to ask of you, but he would do so anyway.

Or at least he was going to try.

You're finalizing emails to meet with the other heads sometime this week when a knock stills your fingers on the keys and draws your gaze from the screen. You call out for them to enter, you weren’t sure who you were expecting but you hadn’t been expecting him. You only barely manage to conceal your shock.

“Bucky, what are you doing here?” You question unable to help the way your eyes flicker to the time on your desktop, you were certain you had mastered the times you arrived home. Your eyes flicker back to his, “I was just about to make my way to the house I would have met you there.” You lie.

He offers you a smile that barely meets his eyes as he closes the door behind him, your heart races in your chest as he closes the distance between the two of you. You watch as he rounds your desk, he stops to lean against it, his eyes taking you in.

“Is everything okay?” you worry somethings happen, with his sudden appearance.

“I don’t know y/n, is everything okay?” he questions in return.

“Well yes,” you answer, “I was just -” He stops you mid statement, he doesn’t want another lie from you.

“Don’t,” he shakes his head, “don’t do that sweetheart, don’t hide behind another lie, we both know you’ve been actively avoiding me since our first night home after our wedding, and you’ve been doing so since we signed that contract Monday, and somehow that feels worse than when you would cancel on me when I was with your sister, at least then I wasn’t catching on to the lies you made to get out of it.” Your eyes shut on a shaky exhale, “Talk to me,” he pleads, worried you’ll continue to shut him out, “tell me what I can do to make this right. This isn’t what I want for our marriage I don’t want -”

Your eyes snap open, “and you think this is what I want, you think this is how I wanted our marriage to go?” you question looking up at him in disbelief. “There may have been a time where I envisioned vividly what our marriage would be like but – I,” you shake your head unable to speak on that night right now. “I don’t know how to do this,” you continue, “I’m not even sure how to feel because before all of this,” you gesture between you, “I was certain with all finality that you’d be nothing more than someone I called a friend, my brother in law, my sisters husband and I was finally coming to terms with that, I was finally starting to feel okay with it. But just like that night I’ve had the rug ripped out from right under me yet again and I’m scared Bucky! I’m scared that it’ll happen again, that I will get too close, get too comfortable – fall in love – and with a snap of a finger it’ll all be taken away. I can’t go through that again.”

I don’t think I’d survive a second time.

“Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it,” he knows he’s pleading again, but he wants to do right by you, he wants to right his wrongs. “You’re my wife now y/n your happiness is above anyone else’s, I made vows to you that evening, vows I intend to keep. Please tell me how to fix this.”

The tone of his voice almost breaks you, has your resolve crumbling.

“That’s just the thing B, I don’t know.” You answer truthfully. “How do I come out from behind her shadow if everywhere I look it reminds me of her, of everything she had, everything she took from me that should have been mine. I can’t even look at you without being reminded -” you shake your head looking away from his cerulean blues as you press your fingers into your eyes willing away the sting of tears.

You feel your chair being pulled to where he knows kneels before you, gentle hands prying your from your face. You can’t bring yourself to open your eyes, “y/n, sweetheart look at me,” he murmurs, “please.”

Your eyes slip open, to find his waiting gaze, “you are my wife. And ill be damned if you feel anything but. Please give me the chance to give you the marriage you deserve the one you are worthy of, I know you don’t want too, and maybe I shouldn’t ask, but let me try, let me try to be the man that is worthy of you.”

He can see the hesitation in your gaze as you look down at your intertwined hands, “what if she comes back? Decides she wants you back.”

He runs his thumb along your wedding band drawing both your gazes there. “I made a promise to you, I recited my vows to you,” your gazes find one another, “I am faithful to you. My wife.”

“But what if -” he chuckles shaking his head, “There are not what ifs, I’m. Yours.” He’s squeezing your hands in his, “give me a chance, give us a chance, let’s try.”

Your hearts beating like a wild drum in your chest, “Okay. Let’s try.”

[stayandcozy]

Reflection of Us

Hyunjin X Reader Oneshot

WORDCOUNT: 3833

Masterlist

MATURE THEME ADVISED (Smut Focused)

These celebrity parties normally never bothered me. I was used to smiling and just nodding my head as big name idols rambled to me about a lifestyle I completely didn't understand. But that was okay. I didn’t mind and often I enjoyed getting to know more about the life Hyunjin lived. 

When we first started seeing each other two years ago, I made it clear that I didn’t want to share that type of lifestyle with him yet. I wanted something quieter, more romantic. But of course that only got to last a while, luckily we both knew it would happen. That Hyunjins relationship with me would get leaked. It was horrible at first, with fans sending death threats and him needing extra security. But now things have settled down and as my punishment I get to go to these parties. 

Worse was that these were not just social events for the boys but also work. Which meant Hyunjin was off playing the politics of his life. And I was forced to listen as Changbin listed off all his reasons for getting the idols to play a baseball tournament. 

“Oh come on, you have to see it right? All of us in those cute little outfits running around? The fans would eat out of our hands! Imagine how cute Hyunjinnie would look.” 

“Bin, your fans would be too focused on how bad you all are to pay attention to the outfits.” I said while taking a sip of champagne. It was expensive and still tasted like shit. 

“Where is your boyfriend, I need someone to team up with,” and with that he started whipping his head around to look for Hyunjin. I was completely unbothered by his antics so I just shook my head and looked down to check the time on my phone. But when I looked back I saw that his eyes had grown three sizes bigger. I followed Changbins gaze to the corner of the room where Hyunjin was sitting on a chair with two girls on each arm rest. They were giggling at something he said, and touching his shoulder flirtatiously. 

Not here. Don't make a scene, anywhere but here. 

As if he could feel the jealousy radiating off me, Changbin turned to me trying to diffuse the situation. “I’m sure he doesn’t even realize what they're doing.” 

I took my glass of champagne and swished it down in one gulp. “No, maybe not, but I’m not sure that makes it any better.” 

I couldn’t stop myself from staring at them. The way both girls would lean into his sides. It was driving me crazy. It made me even more sick when I saw Hyunjin look up and smile at one of them. What kind of game was he playing? Did he want cheating rumors to start, because this is exactly how you get into that kind of scandal. Or maybe he just genuinely enjoyed the attention. The thought he was enjoying himself started a deep burning in my chest and before I knew it my vision was blurring. 

Sometimes it felt like Hyunjin knew something was wrong when he shouldn't. There have been too many days after work where I couldn’t find the energy to make an effort, and before I could even tell him, he’d be calling me. Telling me how much he loves me, and that no matter what he’d be there for me. That sixth sense he had, must have been the reason his brows scrunched and he looked up to meet my glare.

There was no way from that distance he could have seen me on the verge of crying. But I guess from my deep set frown he knew something was wrong. He started to get up but one of the girls started pouting, put a hand on his chest and pulled him back into the chair. I saw him say something to the girl but then the other put her hand on his thigh. Way too high for it to be innocent. And that was enough for me. I wasn’t going to sit here and watch my boyfriend get felt up.

“Hey Bin, can I take your dorm key? I left my car keys there and I’m not feeling too well.” I let the lie slip out even though I knew he was going to call my bluff. 

“It’s pretty cold outside, do you want me to call you a taxi?”

“No really, I’d rather walk. Give me a chance to ease my stomach.” He gave me a sympathetic look before digging into his pockets to retrieve a key. He dropped it in my hand before walking off in the direction of Chan and Felix. 

I didn’t waste any more time, and rushed to grab my coat and head for the doors. The air outside instantly nipped at my nose and cheeks. Changbin wasn’t kidding, it was unbearably cold. But the temperature was helping cool down the fire burning inside of me. Every time I thought of her fingers grazing his thigh it ignited stronger. Why didn’t he stop them? Was he really enjoying it like I thought? I know that he’s surrounded by beautiful idols every day but never once have I ever felt insecure. Not until then at least. That definitely made me insecure, hyper aware of every flaw on my body. 

Three quick beeps from my phone pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts. 

From My Love <3 

9:52 pm

Hey sweetheart, where did you go? I saw you one second and then you were gone.

9:52 pm

Please tell me you aren’t walking home.

9:53 pm

Changbin told me you left and then called me an idiot…? Did I do something????

I didn’t have the energy for it. I just wanted to get back to my apartment and sleep. I clicked my phone off and instantly another text came through 

From My Love <3 

9:54 pm

I know you saw those. You’re making me anxious. Can you please tell me what’s going on baby? I can’t leave for a bit more, will you at least let me know you’re okay? 

A petty thought came to me, one that I knew wasn’t right but I wanted to hurt him like how I felt hurt. If he was fine with having two random girls flirt with him all night, then he would be perfectly fine not knowing if I was okay or not. Imagining him panicking over me made me feel a little better, which also made me feel insanely guilty. Whatever, he could handle one night of worrying about me. 

The rest of the walk didn’t feel real. I couldn’t recall a single thing from my walk, only that my insides were too numb for me to register any of the numbing on the outside. But when I walked into the dorm building, my ears started to hurt from the cold. I really needed a shower, something to warm me up and calm me down. 

It was rare that the dorms were this quiet. It was nice. 

I figured I still had a good few hours before any of them came home, and Hyunjins shower had one of those waterfall heads that dropped soft water. I opened the door and turned on the water as hot as it would go. A smile crept onto my face as I thought about how Hyunjin has screamed and called me his demon in the past whenever I got in first. But that smile soon disappeared as the thought connected me to everything from tonight, and it hit me again like a train. A scream was threatening to spill past my lips but instead only a choked sob came out. I let my legs give out as I sat and nothing could stop the onslaught of tears. 

What was wrong with me? Was I not enough for him? Did he want something more than what I could give? I couldn’t compete with those girls, who am I even kidding. Maybe it would be easier on everyone if he dated someone from the celebrity world. He shouldn’t even be with someone like me. I should take some space from him. 

The waves of thoughts were exhausting me more and more. I needed to get home. Sleep would bring clarity, surely it would. 

When I stepped out of the bathroom, the steam shrouded around me. Looking up from the ground, I was met with the red and puffy eyes of Hyunjin. I nearly screamed, not expecting anyone home, and feeling all too vulnerable in only a towel. 

“He told me you left because of me…” he started but trailed off when he had to wipe away a few stray tears. It took everything in me not to caress his pretty face. 

“Yeah...” 

He just nodded, and sat looking even more devastated. I couldn’t handle it, I needed him to leave or I was going to lose my resolve. “Please, can you get out? I need to get dressed.”

“Since when have you ever been shy about your body with me?”

”Since now Hyunjin.” 

“B-but I’ve literally painted your naked body before. I’ve stared at it for hours. Thirty seconds of changing is nothing compared to that.” 

I’m not sure why it upset me, but it did. “Mmhm, and that was before I felt like I was competing with other women. Now I don't want you to see me naked.”

His eyes softened a bit but there were still more tears threatening to spill, and I absolutely hated how beautiful he looked with the added sparkle. “Baby… Is that what this is about? About Seoyun and Jiwoo?” So he knew them? I didn’t know if that should have made it better or worse but I felt the familiar burn start in my chest. He shouldn’t have left, I didn't want him to follow me. Seoyun and Jiwoo would make better company. 

“Hyun, please leave.”

“No.”

“Why are you being so difficult? Can’t you see you’ve upset me and I want to be alone?” 

A small, exasperated giggle fell from his swollen lips. “I didn’t upset you. You got jealous.”

I rolled my eyes extra hard at that. “I don’t get jealous.”

“Then why did you leave the party so suddenly?” 

“Because I felt sick.”

“Because you thought I was flirting back,” he said more as a statement rather than a question. 

“No because watching you with them made me realize how terrible we look together!” It exploded out of me before I even had the chance to think. I regretted it immediately. 

“Come here.”

“Hyun no I don’t—”

“Sweetheart. I said come here.” 

He said it with such authority I felt like I had no choice but to listen. I let my legs carry me over to stand in front of him. But that wasn’t enough for him, he wanted, needed me closer. His hands came to my back, and pushed me to sit on top of his lap, straddling him. 

My eyes were closed, I knew I couldn’t look at him. I felt his soft hands push a strand of my wet hair behind my ear and his hand lingered a bit longer, swiping at the remains of old tears. 

“There is only you…” He whispered as his lips ghosted under my ears, “there will only ever be you.” I hated how easy it was for him to affect me. The evidence of goosebumps spread across my arms gave him the push he needed to keep going. “Look at me, my love.” 

And I listened again. I opened my eyes and stared into his. He was searching for something, but I didn’t know what. I stayed quiet hoping he would continue so I didn’t have to reply. I knew if I opened my mouth, I wouldn’t be able to control what I said. 

“When I have interactions with other women at parties like that, it means nothing to me. Truthfully it makes me quite annoyed but this is my life. I can’t risk coming across as rude even if I’m uncomfortable. I let them delve into their little fantasy because it’s easier. Seoyun and Jiwoo are the nieces of one of the big donors of JYP. My managers would have killed me if they said anything about bad manners.”

“It's not fair… I don’t want them to fantasize about you.” 

A shit eating grin spread across his face when I said that. “You do realize what our fans fantasize about right?” God, I really hated him sometimes. I lightly slapped his shoulder and tried to push away from him, but his arms wrapped around my waist and wouldn’t let me move. I kept struggling to slip away and it was useless because his hold was concrete. “Hey don’t try to wiggle out of this!” He laughed and started kissing my neck. It instantly sent shockwaves through my body and my groans of displeasure turned into moans of contentment. I was embarrassed of how quickly the anger melted off of me. 

The anger disappeared completely when I felt him harden in response to my moans. 

“Hyunnie…” 

“When I look at you love, I see art. It’s why you're the subject of most of my paintings. No flowers, oceans, or fields of green could compare to you. Those girls are nothing more than a business transaction. You are my muse, not them. There’s no reason to be jealous because you don’t belong in the same world as them.” 

“Ah—No more, no more… I feel like I’m going to explode from too many emotions.”

“Then is it okay with you if I show you how beautiful we look together?”

I couldn’t do anything but nod my head weakly up and down. He moved me off his lap and walked over to his dresser before shoving it roughly in front of the bed. “Baby what are you—” I asked but I was met with a sly smile and a shushing sound, so I did nothing but sit there and watch as he moved his large full body mirror to lean on the dresser. Excited panic started to rush up my spine. Oh my god he wasn’t going to. Was he? 

My question was answered quickly when Hyunjin came behind me and sat on his knees with me in between them. If the fandom knew him from one thing, it would be his cocky confidence. The way he was able to turn anyone into putty in his hands was a divine gift. One that he used often against me. I couldn’t help but blush as I realized what his intention was, so in order to take a chance to breathe I looked down and stared at the floor. But he wasn’t having any of that, and his beautiful fingers clenched my jaw and forced me to look him in the eyes through the mirror. All too soon he removed his fingers carefully as if to gauge if I’d try to look away. When he decided it was safe he pulled away fully and his fingers went to the buttons of his shirt. 

When I thought earlier that Hyunjin shouldn’t be with someone like me, this is exactly what I meant. He was too pretty for his own good. As if he was made to be looked at. And I couldn’t look away. The way his brows scrunched in focus as he finished unbuttoning sent tingles to my thighs and I subconsciously pressed them together trying to ease the ache he was creating. After discarding the shirt on the floor he nimbly removed his pants, throwing them across the room. 

“Now,” he started. “Look at how beautiful you are.” And he hovered over my hand that was desperately holding onto the towel. I gave in immediately and let him pull the towel down. We were both staring at each other through the glass. His eyes darkened and a hungry look took over his features. It was rare for Hyunjin to get this possessive, this dominant. Staring didn’t last long, he was getting impatient I could tell by the way he subtly arched his hips into my back. Suddenly, he pushed me down so my face was pressed against the bed and my ass was up, all of my intimate parts on full display to him. No matter how many times he saw me naked, I couldn’t help the blush that would paint my cheeks. 

“I’m going to make you cum on my fingers, and you’re going to be a good princess and watch how pretty you are when you cum, okay love?” 

“O-okay.” Was all I could stammer out before I saw him take the band around his wrist and throw his hair half up out of his eyes. Fuck, he was doing it on purpose. His eyes met mine again as he twirled a strand out of the pony tail and let it fall. He knew this hairstyle made me flustered. Whenever he did it at practice he would purposely send me a picture to tease me. And that’s what he was doing right now. That cheeky grin was back, and a groan slipped past my lips. 

“Hyunnie, if you’re going to tease me all night, I’m going to go back to being mad at you,” I said. 

“Oh? Is that so…” He trailed off and I felt those godly fingers slip between my folds. “You’re too wet to be mad at me sweetheart. You would dare leave.” 

The feeling of his fingers dancing on me was making me dizzy and if I didn’t get more soon I was going to pass out. I started grinding myself back onto him. Thankfully he finally listened and those sweet fingers pushed inside me. He was slow at first, taking his time as he eased a second finger in. I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror and moaned at the sight. Hyunjin had one hand placed on my ass, and the other pumping in and out of me at a fast pace. The way he stared, captivated by me sent another shock to my brain and I could feel my orgasm bubbling. 

“Fuck… God.. Ugh baby look at you. I’m going to cum just from looking at you. You wanna cum baby? You wanna cum on my fingers?”

“Yes, god please, please, please, yes.” 

“Give it to me then baby. Cum for me.” 

And as if his every word held some supernatural force over me I did. I screamed out his name as I came around those stupid fucking fingers. 

“Did you see how pretty you looked, love?” 

Oh fuck. “I’m sorry, it felt so good baby I closed my eyes.”

He tsked, and I felt him shed his underwear. “I guess I have to do it again then and make sure you’re watching huh?” This side of Hyunjin made me weak in every way. I felt drunk on the dominance he was feeding me. I loved taking the lead with him normally but I couldn’t lie to myself. It felt insane to let him use me however he wanted. 

Before I knew it, I could feel him plunge himself into me in one slick thrust. The remains of the previous orgasm made it too easy for him to slide in. He let out a breathy moan and I snapped my eyes to the mirror to watch him. The image was so lewd. Hyunjin had both hands on my hips as he set a quick pace. I stared in awe as I watched him fuck me. Both of our moans joined together. He was right, we did look beautiful together. I nearly came when I saw him let out a light laugh and swipe his tongue over his teeth as he let out a vulgar moan. 

Watching him was bringing me closer and closer to another orgasm. 

“Mmm feel so good baby, I’m not gonna last much longer if you keep clenching me like that.” He said breathlessly. 

He was fucking me at a ruthless pace now, chasing his own high as he took quick deep thrusts. I couldn’t take it anymore, it felt so good. I let my head rest on the bed and closed my eyes for only a moment. 

“Nuh uh, we’re not doing that again,” he said as he reached forward and pulled my hair back towards him. The pain forced another loud moan out of me and it only encouraged him to go harder. I could tell he was closer from the way his eyebrows knit together and his thrusts become sloppy and greedy. He looked completely fucked out.

“Need you baby, need you to cum in me.” I managed to get out.

“Oh fuck…” and he fucked into me impossibly deeper. He still had a fist full of my hair forcing me to look in the mirror. I came instantly when I felt the warm jets of cum fill me. Clenching around him in flutters. 

He pulled me closer to his body and I felt the sticky sweat cling to my skin. His head was resting on my shoulder and I felt him watching me through the mirror, breathing heavily. I took a breath before I looked to meet his gaze. 

“See? Beautiful. We belong together. You fit me like a puzzle piece.”

I felt a pang of guilt wash over me and quickly slid off of him and turned to sit in his lap. 

“I’m so sorry I was so cold to you. I just got so insecure.” 

“It’s okay sweetheart. I understand completely. But no more being a brat to me over jealousy okay? That’s my thing.” I could help but giggle at him. He was truly the best, and I couldn’t have asked for a more caring boyfriend.

“Yeah I’ll leave the dramatics and brattiness to you. I don’t wanna feel jealous ever again.”

“Really? Not even after I fucked the jealousy out of you?” 

“Hyunjin!” 

“What! It’s true.” He giggled. God I loved him. I never hated him. I pressed my lips to him and felt him melt into my touch. 

“I love you.” I whispered. 

“I love you too.” He replied. 

His eyes looked at me so innocently and I felt that school girl crush creep up on me. What did I do to ever deserve him?

“You deserve me.” 

“How did you even—“

“I told you, you are my muse, love. I know you better than you know yourself. Come on, let's get you cleaned up and go cuddle. I expect two hours of back rubs as an apology for thinking I’d ever choose anyone but you.” 

And with that he stood and took my hand leading me back into the bathroom. A smile crept onto my face and I thought about how beautiful we looked together. I felt all of the worry melt off of me and something warmer, softer spread throughout my body. 

Author Note

You may have seen this before! I posted it on my private account, but decided I should post it here too. No I’m not stealing anyone’s work haha, I’m the original author. Thanks! Hope you enjoyed it you dirty freaks. <3

[otomiyaa]

Jinshi's Surprise

Jinshi x Maomao ft. Gaoshun

A/N: Happy birthday @ppystkposts, I think you're wonderful and wanted to write you something, so hopefully you'll enjoy this chaotic little thing^^ Have a lovely day!!

Summary: Jinshi has a surprise for Maomao, but things don't go as planned. (Also on AO3)

Word Count: 2.9K

Part 1. Jinshi POV.

Not here. Not here either. Jinshi was losing his mind. Where was she? This girl was avoiding him. That apothecary! The nerve!

"Master Jinshi. Please calm down."

"I am calm," Jinshi replied, but he indeed was not. "I just thought, you know. Maybe she got lost, or poisoned. Or abducted. One of those," Jinshi tried to reason calmly as he and Gaoshun headed back to his room.

It had been a while since he sent Gaoshun to summon Maomao for a special surprise.

"What exactly did you tell her?"

"What you told me to tell her. You have a surprise for her. She said she would be here soon."

Soon. Jinshi had always vaguely felt that Maomao respected Gaoshun even more than she respected him. A feeling he hated. But to think she would lie to Gaoshun's face too... Did she dislike Jinshi so much? To not even want this surprise from him?

His surprise stood ungifted on the table in his room. A foreign poisonous plant, she must like that.

He wanted to see the cute smirk on her face when he gave it to her. He wanted to hear her ramble about how extraordinary the gift was. He wanted her to ask him how he got it, and then listen to his casual explanation even though he put in quite some effort. He wanted her to show that rare genuine smile to him, with her eyes filled with love and joy...

Oof. He wanted so much. But she wasn't even coming when asked, and now Jinshi felt sad.

"If she doesn't want her surprise, maybe I should eat the plant and make her heal m-Hwah!" Jinshi yelped when Gaoshun poked his side.

"What! You wouldn't!" They just reached his room and Jinshi stumbled right in.

"We talked about it last time, Master Jinshi. Everytime you act like a child, I will treat you like one."

"I wahahasn't acting like a- hehehey no! Dohohon't!" Jinshi hurried towards his couch, with Gaoshun right after him, both his hands attacking his sides with the one thing that made Jinshi lose all control: tickling.

"That tihihickles! Nohoho!" Jinshi cackled, dancing and squirming around like a worm to avoid Gaoshun's determined fingers.

"I am aware it does. Maybe next time refrain from joking around about taking in poison," was Gaoshun's strict answer while he continued to tickle.

He was serious. Gaoshun would never go as far as tickling Jinshi as a joke. He seriously seemed eager to punish Jinshi for his behavior, so Jinshi laughed hysterically and tried to wriggle his way out with an apology.

"Ahahalright! I ahaham s-sorry! I won't- ahahah stohohop that! I wahahasn't- ehehe!"

Jinshi had collapsed on the couch and was squirming around. When he desperately clung to the backrest and tried to climb away from Gaoshun's prying fingers, he froze when he found a surprising presence kneeling right behind the couch. What.

"Hello, Master Jinshi."

The apothecary! Jinshi let out an unmanly shriek, and Gaoshun immediately stopped tickling him, gasping in shock as well.

"W-wha- Xiaomao?"

Maomao got up instantly and wiped the non-existent dust off her clothes - just to be clear, Jinshi's room was perfectly clean.

"W-w-what are you doing here?!" Jinshi huffed. Maomao looked at him, then at Gaoshun and she bowed politely.

"I was told you called for me."

Jinshi's eye twitched. Well yes, that was true but... Why was she hiding behind the couch?! What was she even thinking and... Jinshi felt as if the floor was collapsing beneath his feet.

She heard him... She heard Gaoshun tickle him. She heard him laugh like a, like a, like a what?

Jinshi breathed heavily at the realization that this was probably never going to leave that girl's memory ever. She was going to remember him as the helpless, uncool, ticklish Master Jinshi... Forever...

"Gaoshun. Hold her."

Maomao didn't seem at all alarmed when Gaoshun grabbed both her arms. She merely looked up at him with curiosity and slight confusion. But then Jingshi wiggled his fingers and she gulped.

Yes. There was only one way to avenge his dignity, or what was left of it.

"For sneaking around and seeing things she mustn't see. One is to be punished..." Jinshi said slowly.

He had to tickle her and make her remember that more than anything. He glared at Gaoshun. Yes. Gaoshun was going to allow it. He played a big part in his humiliation after all. Gaoshun gave a stiff nod, and Maomao let out a soft cry.

"No Master Jinshi- I can explain - I, eeek! What do you think you're- noooo! Nonono don't do that, aaaaaahh!"

Jinshi smirked while he reached out for Maomao's struggling body. Looked like they were in for quite the fun ride.

Part 2. Maomao POV.

Such a turn of events. Maomao stared in horror as Jinshi's tall figure loomed over her while her arms remained stuck in Gaoshun's hold. Jinshi's wiggling fingers inched closer and closer, and Gaoshun's grip wasn't loosening.

Oh dear. Oh no. This was it. Instead of poison, she was going to die from hysteria and embarrassment. From tickling.

This was not what she signed up for! It wasn't her fault that she ended up, well yes, overhearing something private... Such as Jinshi giggling and laughing like a child as he was getting tickled.

Despite her predicament, Maomao almost felt a smug smirk coming up. Jinshi, giggly and ticklish. Who would have thought?

Earlier today when Gaoshun came to look for her to invite her into Jinshi's room for a surprise, this wasn't what Maomao had expected to find. Or well, it clearly wasn't the intended 'surprise'.

Maomao ended up getting caught up in studying some poisons so much that she ended up losing track of time. Then hours later, the moment she rushed towards Jinshi's room and didn't get a reply after knocking, she opened the door slightly to see if he was simply being pissy about her not showing up sooner and if he was ignoring her, or if he really wasn't here.

He really wasn't there.

In other cases she would've waited for him to arrive, really. But right after opening the door, she noticed a remarkable plant on Jinshi's table. There was also a subtle interesting scent lingering in the air. Her curiosity got the better of her and she slipped right in, without Jinshi being here...

The plant seemed foreign, poisonous and very rare. Perhaps it had caused a mysterious case of poisoning at the palace and the surprise was a new mystery for Maomao to solve. Hmhm.

Maomao couldn't fight her desires to smell it, feel it, taste it...

But then as soon as she had picked a leaf and put it in her mouth, she heard Jinshi and Gaoshun's voices and footsteps. They were coming back, ah! In panic, Maomao instinctively hid herself behind the sofa and nibbled on the poisonous leaf there.

She barely had time to regret her decision of hiding herself rather than reveal herself to Jinshi. Already very soon, Jinshi's surprising laughter sounded through the entire room, startling her.

"That tihihickles! Nohoho!"

Jinshi was ticklish... Maomao quickly spit some remains of the poisonous leaf out and listened carefully. Jinshi's laughter was quite something else. It sounded so sweet and bubbly.

Maomao had wished to listen to it some more, but then... she got caught. Her eyes made contact with Jinshi's, and she noted the subtle blush on his cheeks and the sparkle in his eyes from laughing so much.

"Hello, Master Jinshi," was all Maomao could say. She came out of her hiding spot and tried to explain herself to a very flustered Jinshi, when the order came:

"Gaoshun. Hold her."

But why? Maomao wasn't sure at first what to expect when Gaoshun really grabbed her. Was he going to stop her from tasting more poison? It wasn't the first time they would gang up on her like this to prevent her from munching on something poisonous. But then Jinshi started to wiggle those fingers towards her, and she knew she was done for.

He was going to tickle her.

"No Master Jinshi- I can explain - I, eeek! What do you think you're- noooo! Nonono please don't do that, ahahanything but- aaaaaahh!" She struggled and kicked with her legs, but nothing could be done. The moment Jinshi touched her sides, a tickly tingle shot right through her body, and laughter started to bubble up.

"Ehehehe no plehehease! It ihihisn't fahahair! Lehehet me goooo- naahaha!"

Cursed with a ticklish body, Maomao had suffered frequent attacks from her sisters, and was even a regular target at the Jade Pavilion. That was just the story of her life.

Jinshi was the last person she wanted to find out about it. To think Maomao didn't consider that when she thought she could get away with laughing about him being ticklish.

"Hehehe, how are you liking this, hm?" Jinshi chuckled while his fingers shamelessly tickled Maomao's exposed sides and ribs. What was he all smug for! As if he was getting her back for tickling him just now! It was Gaoshun!

Speaking of Gaoshun... What had gotten into him? Why would he assist with something like this! Maomao tried to pull her arms free, but even though Gaoshun seemed to put in minimal efforts, his grip felt tight and he wouldn't even budge when she continued to struggle.

"Good. Keep holding her like that, Gaoshun," Jinshi complimented. Maomao wasn't sure what was happening, but all she knew was that it tickled so, so, so bad!

"The punishment is working," Jinshi said proudly. Working how?!

Maomao wanted to growl, but she could only cackle hysterically. "Mahahaster Jinshi, nohoho! Fohohorgive mehehe!" She wasn't even sure what was there to forgive, yes maybe sneaking in and overhearing him getting tickled. But she felt that the punishment was a bit out of proportion. She was helplessly exposed to the relentless tickle attack, there was nothing she did that deserved such treatment.

Except, eh, maybe eat the very rare and precious poisonous plant on his table. But they wouldn't know she did that, right? She licked her lips. She could still taste it on her lips, and her throat was burning and tingling pleasantly. If the effect had been worse, she may have been spewing all over Jinshi by now. Luckily that wasn't the case.

"Enjoying yourself there, apothecary? I assure you, we are not done yet." Jinshi's fingers started to climb up further, and Maomao's eyes widened.

"Waha-wait ehehehe what are you...! Eyaaaahahaa!" Oh no. Not. Her. Armpits! Maomao threw her back and howled. She was done for!

Part 3. Gaoshun POV.

Maomao's bright and unrestrained laughter was a rare and unique sound. Gaoshun had never heard her make such a voice before. She giggled, squealed and begged, and there were moments when he felt bad for her.

Jinshi was having way too much fun with this. But there were three reasons not to interfere, for now, as long as he sensed that Maomao wasn't going to die laughing.

Reason one: Gaoshun knew it was kind of his fault that Jinshi's childish, defenseless and ticklish side got exposed to the one girl he would probably never want to show this side to.

It just happened to be something between them. Gaoshun tickled Jinshi more than once in a while to teach him a small lesson anytime he acted like a child. It mostly involved Maomao whenever Jinshi deserved to be tickled. But he would never humiliate Master Jinshi in front of her. Not without his permission at least.

Reason two: Maomao wasn't supposed to be hiding in here. What was she even thinking? Sure, he knew she was a free spirit. Smart and cunning even. But he never imagined she would sneak into Jinshi's room and hide there. What if she did this again and overheard other things, such as the truth about Jinshi's identity?

With different circumstances, this could've been really dangerous. He agreed with Jinshi, Maomao deserved to be punished for this. And while tickling her wasn't necessarily what would've come to his mind first, Gaoshun couldn't help but let Jinshi get away with this for now, with some minor support from Gaoshun himself.

Reason three: They were having fun. It was truly a rare and remarkable sight, but despite laughing her head off, and despite feeling embarrassed and worked up, both Maomao and Jinshi appeared to be having fun. Even when Maomao's laughter was forced by the tickling, Gaoshun had never sensed so much joy between them.

He smiled fondly. Perhaps, if Maomao wouldn't curse Jinshi for the rest of her life after getting tickled like this, there was a chance it might even cause them to grow closer. Knowing each other's weaknesses wasn't a bad thing. Especially if that weakness was being ticklish, which would cause the other to crumble and giggle adorably.

"Mahahaster Jinshi- not thehehere ahahah!" Maomao squealed when Jinshi tickled her under her arms. Gaoshun snapped out of his thoughts and looked back down at Maomao's struggling figure in his arms. The poor girl seemed to be even more ticklish than Jinshi and was making quite the scene.

"Yes, apothecary. Since you ask so kindly, this is exactly where I will tickle you," Jinshi said in a formal tone. There was a happy grin on his face and he appeared to be completely cured from his embarrassment. Gaoshun could understand that. Maomao's laughter was that contagious.

"Is everything alright over here? Oh dear." Gaoshun looked up to see Suiren peeking into the room.

Gaoshun nodded. "Everything is fine." Suiren smiled fondly at the unique sight, shook her head and left again. Meanwhile Jinshi was taunting Maomao with some fake tickles.

"Hayah! Hayeh!" Jinshi made weird sounds as he feigned some pokes, making Maomao twitch and squeak.

"S-stohohop thahat!"

"I'm not even tickling you. But, now I am."

"AAHahah not agaaaaain Mahahaster Jinshi wahahait!"

Jinshi had a lot of fun switching between her armpits and ribs, and when he wiggled his fingers towards her hips, Gaoshun was about to interfere since at this stage Jinshi was getting a little too handsy with her. But then... Jinshi froze all of a sudden, and Maomao gasped for air.

"Is that...?" Jinshi pulled something off Maomao's robes and he studied it. It was green and looked like...

Gaoshun's eyes widened. "Xiaomao tasted the plant," he said immediately, knowing her very well. Maomao yelped in surprise.

"I-it was only one leaf, I swear!"

Jinshi huffed and wailed dramatically: "GET HER SOME WATER! ANTIDOTE! MAKE HER THROW UP!"

"There is no antidote," Maomao said dryly, but still Gaoshun and Jinshi dragged her away to clear her throat. At last that did conclude the tickling party.

"What is this plant doing here anyway?" Maomao asked after she had some water. Despite tasting poison, she seemed as unfazed as ever. Meanwhile Jinshi still appeared in shock.

"I w-was going to give it to you. To study. Not to eat."

Gaoshun remembered he had warned Jinshi before that Maomao might eat it, and he covered his mouth and chuckled. Stubborn as ever, Master Jinshi was.

"You would give that to me? Is there something wrong?"

"No, nothing is wrong. It is a gift."

Jinshi was sitting on the couch and Maomao was standing behind the table as if no tickly business had happened just now. Gaoshun observed their formal conversation.

"A gift... for me?" Maomao asked, squinting her eyes. It was as if she didn't believe it.

"Yes, for you. As long as you promise not to eat it."

...... Maomao continued to glare, and for a moment Gaoshun really pitied Jinshi. But then Maomao's eyes sparkled and she smiled brightly. She jumped towards the plant and hugged it.

"Thank you! Master Jinshi, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Jinshi blushed and seemed happy with her response. He awkwardly scratched the back of his head and smiled.

"A-and consider eh, that punishment just now..." Jinshi said, and he eyed Maomao carefully. "As my way to request your silence. W-what you heard earlier, is to be kept a secret. If not, I will punish you again, and I will show no mercy."

Maomao blinked and nodded. "Understood." For someone threatened with tickle torture, she appeared completely aloof.

"To add to that, I also request that you not sneak into Master Jinshi's room again," Gaoshun said. "If we catch you again, I too will show no mercy."

Maomao gulped. Gaoshun was surprised to see her take him more seriously than Jinshi, but all was fine as long as the message was clear.

"U-u-understood!" she squeaked. She bowed with the plant still in her arms and slowly stepped back.

"Thank you again! I will work hard to repay you!" With that, Maomao fled the room in a hurry. She was flustered after all. Gaoshun glanced at Jinshi who stared in front of him for a while as if he was zoning out. He then suddenly fell back and let out an uncharming wail.

"Aaaaaaah!" Although his expression and sounds were weird, Gaoshun was certain that Jinshi was feeling happy, and this made him smile.

"Good for you, Master Jinshi," he spoke softly, and for the next few minutes he continued to listen to Jinshi's little breakdown of happiness.

[tsumuus]

first date headcanons | seijoh

a/n these are just some ideas on how i personally think these characters would ask you out on a date + the actual date. lowk longer than i anticipated srry. not proofread

characters toru oikawa, hajime iwaizumi, issei matsukawa, takahiro hanamaki

masterlist

toru oikawa

would carefully plan out the perfect moment to ask you out

making use every detail is just right

im sure he would practice in front of a mirror many times before doing so (he genuinely needs the practice, i headcanon that hes not so good w his words since most of the time people flock to him and not the other way around)

he'd wait until he knows your in a good mood and are alone together to ask

like sometime after his practice

or walking you home

start off with some light and easy conversation

he'd be smiling constantly

he'd compliment you a bunch

trying to subtly hint at his feelings

he'd would be confident but also sincere

then he'd ask

he'd be ready with a back up plan if you hesitate, quick to take back what he said if you rejected him

if you said yes tho he would be more than happy

he'd immediately start pouring out all the details of the date he has planned for you two

yet if you are still iffy about the whole thing, he'd be understanding and patient about it

theres absolutely no pressure from him

he's happy just spending some time together

but when it comes around to the actual date

he'd get to the meeting spot extra early to make sure everything is in order

he'd bring you a small gift

like a bouquet of flowers

or a cute plush

he'd greet you with a genuine smile and give you a light side hug if youre comfy w it

he'd compliment you a bunch

the date he planned would be something that allows the two of you to have fun while also being able to get to know each other better

like an amusement park, aquarium, or even a picnic

he'd ask thoughtful questions, he genuinely wants to get to know you

questions about your interests, dreams, etc.

he's not afraid to talk about himself aswell

often bringing up volleyball and other interests if the conversation seemed to be dying down

he would be considerate and attentive

opening doors for you

offering his jacket

your comfort is his number one priority

he'd find subtle ways to touch you

your hands, shoulder, etc.

just subtle and short touches

as the date comes to an end

he would offer walking you home

even if you decline, he would insist

he'd express how much he enjoyed the date (and you) very confidently

he'd would've been bringing up the idea of future dates many times throughout this one

if the moments right

he might lean in for a gentle kiss at your doorstep

if not a warm hug will do

he would text you either that evening, or if it's too late, the next morning

thanking you for a wonderful date

he'd continue to show his interest in you the following days

making it very clear he wants to see where this could go

hajime iwaizumi

would spend a LOT of time thinkinf about how he's going to ask you out

he just wants to make sure he does it right

he'd likely ask his friends for advice

maybe even oikawa

although he'd be reluctant at first

hhe'd wait until the two of you were alone and the atmosphere around you is calm and relaxed

like while studying together in the library

or during a break in the class you share

but he'd much rather prefer to do it in a private setting

to avoid any awkwardness

or embarrassment if you were to reject him

he'd start off with a casual convo

but his tone would be a bit more serious that usual

still friendly tho

he'd be straightforward

would say something like

"Hey, I like you. And I was wondering if you'd like to hang out outside of school? Maybe sometime this weekend?"

direct but sincere and caring

his eyes showing how much he truly likes you (the eyes chico. they never lie.)

if you agreed, he his smile would be so wide

a rare but genuine expression

not for the actual date

he would put in extra effort to look his best

maybe wear an outfit you had complimented him on beforw

he'd be there on time, if not a bit early

maybe sure everything is set for a smooth date

and also to just prepare himself

would greet you with a warm smile and friendly hello

possibly give you a small gift like a single flower

he'd plan for a mix of both activity and relaxation

so you could have fun while also relax and have good conversation

like a hike, farmers market, or just go shopping lowk

constantly asking you questions

genuinely really interested in what you have to say

everything about oyu is just so fascinating to him

and he'd also open up to you more than he would with just anyone

he'd offer his hang when walking, open doors for you, brush your hair behind your ear

as the date comes to an end

he wouldn't even ask, he'd just start walking you home

nearing the end of the date he'd lowk get a little shy about the topic of another date

he doesn't want to scare you by being too foward

but he also doesn't want you to think that he doesn't want to go on another dat because he really does

as you get to your house he'd thank you

he wouldn't kiss you though

he believes he should wait to make a move like that until you two went on atleast a couple of dates

he wouldn't call or text you the next morning because he knows that he'd gonna see you and would rather talk in person

issei matsukawa

wouldn't oeverthink it

would approach the situation laid back and confident

he'd rely on his natural charm and sense of humor to make the interaction smooth and comfortable

i mean it's his charm that led to you guys being friends in the first place

he'd pick a moemnt where youre relaxed and happy

like during lunch or after school

would prefer a setting where youre already comfy

like during school or during a casual hangout w him and a couple other friends

he'd start off playful

teasing you or making a joke to break the ice

then would smoothly transition into a more serious tone

but still keeping it light hearted

he'd be really smilely about it

would say something like

"Hey, I've got a great idea. How about you and I go out this weekend? I promise it'll be fun."

if you say yes, he wouldn't be able to hide his excitement

as for the date

he'd dress casual yet stylish

he wants to look good obviously

but doesn't want to over do it

he'd bring a small gift like your favorite snack or a small keychain

once he see's you walking up to him he'd be all giddy

wide grin and a friendly hug or even handshake

he'd make a funny comment or joke to start things off on a light hearted note

he'd choose like a cafe or maybe we go to an arcade or bowling

he'd asked about your hobbies

would be genuinely curious

he'd the mood upbeat with his own stories and experiences

some abuot volleyball and the team

he'd find small ways to be affectionate

like playfully nudging you or giving you a gentle pat on the back

as the end of the date draws near

he would suggest getting a bite to eat or some dessert like ice cream

he just wants to extend your time together longer

he's not shy about talking about any future dates

in fact asks you if youre free the following weekend

once the two of you are back home

he would text you

either send you a pic of funny momemnt from your date or a meme that reminded him of you

he'd continue to show interest and keep the conversation alive

he makes it clear that hes looking foward for their next outing together

takahiro hanamaki

wpuld approach you with a playful and teasing demeanor

using humor to lighten the mood

making playful comments and jokes

he uses your reactions to see if you're comfortabe and interested or not

he'd pick a moment where you guys are in the middle of a fun conversation or activity

would prefer a setting where youre already having a good time

making it feel natural and spontaneous

he'd start with a playful remark

pretending to be deep in thought he goes, "You know what I've realized?"

then smoothly transitioning into his date proposal

keeping the atmosphere light and humorous

he'd keep it casual and confident

if you say yes

he'd playfully act surprised

"Really? Wow, I must be pretty sharming then."

he'd dress casual

aiming to look effortlessly cool

he'd greet you with a playful comment or joke

setting a playful and relaxing tone for the date

he'd compliment you in a light hearted way

saying something like

"You clean up nice! Almost as good as me."

he'd like soemthing a little competitive and fun

like mini golf

or even karaoke or an amusement park

the activity he chooses has to allow for plenty of playful interation between you too

he keeps it lively and entertaining

there's never a dull moment

even when the conversation seems go be dying off

he's quick to pick it up again

as the date comes to an end hed express how much he enjoyed the date with a genuine smile

100% asking you on another date then and there

would text you later that night when you guys are already home

just continuing the conversation form earlier

talking about anything and everything

you guys texted all night until you passed out around 2am

he's already head over heels for you only after the first date

[citystars]

(★)―――includes: Savanaclaw dorm

(★)―――synopsis: relationship headcanons

(★)―――warnings: none! If anything pls tell me <3

Leona Kingscholar!!

So he's very prideful and arrogant, which leads me to believe he likes PDA. If you dated him, he'd show you off endlessly, especially around his dormmates.

His love language is physical touch. It ties into the whole PDA thing. He likes showing you off

It can be as small as his hand resting on your hip, or to him bragging to everyone that you're his and that's that! No one else has you.

If anyone makes you upset ohhhh he’s pissed. Your feelings are really important to him. Leona is extremely protective of you and whoever hurts you will never hear the end of it

Also, he gets jealous easily!! It irritates him when someone starts to become reallyyy friendly with you, and he desperately tries to keep you away from people. He also claims he isn't jealous since he is the best option for you.

He can fall asleep in three seconds? So he likes napping with you!!

Sometimes you're tasked with waking him up... yeah that's a hassle. He ends up dragging you into bed and you're both late for your class

Dates with him are pretty chill

prefer private ones over public ones

He might simply take you to the garden and lie down with you in his arms

Or he might take you to see the star if he's not sleeping that is.

Something about you calms him, your mere presence could lie him to a deep sleep

The gifts are full of everything.

Everything from him buying you launch all the way to fine jewels you saw while you two were out

Leona cares about you but doesn't want to show it too much like he does with most things.

He genuinely worries that you will get sick of his lazy, uncaring attitude

Overall the big cat loves and cherishes you

Ruggie Bucchi!!

this little gremlin-

the kind who enjoys taking pictures of you while you sleeping peacefully.

He knows just where you are most open to being tickled, and he does it without hesitation. He finds it fun pulling pranks on you. (pranks are his absolute favorite).

He purposely puts a small amount of ice cream on your nose in a joking way

"Shi Shi Shi!, you have something on your nose,"

Undoubtedly, his arm must be sore from the playful hits you give him in response to his terrible jokes.

You are always there to help him with dorm chores.

In return, he showers you with acts of kindness and service.

He is truly husband material.

He surprises you with random cheek kisses and gently holds your hand. :(

"Ohhh, I just couldn't resist kissing your cheek! I hope that was alright,"

He is always willing to assist you with any requests, even those from Leona.

Though he may not admit it, he adores it when you lovingly scratch the back of his ears.

When it comes to date, he loves the peace and quiet of alone time together.

His favorite thing to do with you is laze around, days off with you are always a highlight

he also likes to lean on you when you two are sitting somewhere and he gets bored and or tired which can be a little challenging for you if you're much smaller than him since he just rests his whole body and weight onto you

like he would hold your hands at random times and try his best to make you smile and laugh

He can play both small and big spoon when cuddling

Quick kisses every day

he puts a lot of effort into your relationship and it's the small things he does for you that you love so much about him yes of course by now he compliments you and from time to time makes slight remarks about how important you are to him which you love and definitely appreciate.

Jack Howl!!

Oh, let me tell you about Jack, the self-proclaimed protector! He's the kind of boyfriend who's always got your back, even if you're perfectly capable of handling things yourself.

Now, here's the thing about Jack: he's got a secret soft spot. he absolutely adores head pats. Seriously, it's his guilty pleasure. But he'd never admit it out loud.

In return for your attention, Jack shows you just how much you mean to him. He's all about acts of service and quality time. Need something from a high shelf? No problem, he's there to lend a hand. Craving a small snack? He might have something in his bag

And let's not forget about physical affection. Jack loves it when you run your fingers through his hair or give his ears and tail a little pet. It's like his personal therapy.

And don't even get me started on surprise kisses and those long, tight hugs. He craves that reassurance that he's doing things right and that you're head over heels for him.

When it comes to spending time together, Jack is all about the chill and calming activities. Whatever helps you unwind, he's game for it. And trust me, he'll make time for you whenever possible. He's quite the pro at remembering important dates and noticing any changes in you. That's because he genuinely pays attention to anything about you <3

Loyalty is Jack's middle name. He's devoted to you and your relationship.

Don't be surprised if you find yourself "borrowing" his wardrobe more often than not.

And here's a fun fact: Jack loves it when you brush his fur while he's in his wolf form. It's like a bonding experience for both of you.

Oh, and he absolutely adores seeing that beautiful smile of yours. It's like his personal mission to make sure you're always beaming with happiness.

Now, let's talk about Jack's thoughtful side. This guy goes above and beyond to make sure you're doing well. He'll send you sweet texts just to check in on you, and he's always got your back with little gestures like slipping a water bottle into your bag, just in case you forgot one.

When you two are alone, he becomes a total love bug. The affection and love he showers you with are off the charts.

All in all, Jack may be straightforward, but his heart is definitely in the right place. He's the kind of guy who knows how to make you feel special and loved. Consider yourself lucky to have him by your side.

[seokmthw]

crying eyes | shen ricky

⇢ pairing: insecure!ricky x reader

⇢ warning: angst, fluff, mentions of poor self-esteem but nothing major

⇢ word count: 955

prompt(s): #3 "hey, it's okay to cry" + #5 "you don't have to be so brave with me" + #6 "how long did you think you could hide this?" + #19 "oh sweetheart, come here"

⇢ note: hello to the anon who requested this! i took a bit of a different spin on this one, so i hope it's everything you wanted! i wrote this so quickly and i genuinely don't know how, but i'm pretty proud of it! enjoy~

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ricky stared at himself in the mirror as he danced, eyes trained on every single move and every single mistake he kept making despite his efforts. he had stayed well after practice, trying his best to perfect every part of his routine for his upcoming show, but just could seem to get the ending right no matter how many times he redid it.

nearing the end, he spun, but instead of landing how he was meant to, he lost his balance. he cursed at himself under his breath, angrily shutting off the music and standing there for a moment in disbelief. he wasn’t quite sure what to do from here, but his frustration was beginning to get the best of him as he worked.

he took a swig of his water before turning the music back on, but skipping to the ending to try and perfect one of his final spins. much to his dismay, he was off-balance again, this time tumbling down to the floor with a thud. he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, hair messy and sweat dripping down his temples, and all he could say was, “this is so fucking pathetic.”

he quickly rose to his feet, beginning to mutter things under his breath about how horrible he was and how he didn't think he deserved to have this dance solo. unbeknownst to him, you'd been watching him the past few minutes, feeling your heart break each time he beat himself up over making a mistake.

unable to handle seeing him like that anymore, you walked into the room, snagging the boy's attention with your presence almost immediately. he looked tired, the bags underneath of his eyes evident of his hard work over the past few days. you gave him a sad smile, softly telling him, “i thought i might find you here.”

“i was just finishing up,” ricky attempted to lie, his hand coming up to rub the back of his neck, but it was no use. he knew you'd caught him in the midst of him beginning to break down.

“i know better.”

upon hearing your words, something shifted within the boy’s head and tears began dripping down his cheeks, though he angry wiped them away as soon as they fell, “sorry, i didn’t think this would happen.”

“hey, it’s okay to cry,” you reassured him, stepping forward to get closer to him. ricky hung his head, finding a new interest in his shoe laces the more you approached his figure. more tears fell, but this time, he didn’t bother to wipe them away.

“i just don’t understand what i’m doing wrong, y/n,” he managed to sputter out in between his cries, “no matter how hard i word, not matter how many times i try to fix it, i just can't. and i feel like all i’m going to do is let my team down,” by now, his shoulders were shaking with with sobs, and before you knew it, the barrier he had built up was slowly beginning to break down right in front of you.

you were finally in close enough proximity to grab onto one of his trembling hands, “oh sweetheart, come here.”

upon hearing your words, the blonde practically melted into your touch, allowing you to hold him as he let out a noise you'd never heard him make the entire time you'd been dating. he buried his face in your shoulder, balling his fists up into the fabric of your jacket, almost as if he believed you would disappear from his grasp if you didn’t.

you stood like that for a while, allowing your boyfriend to cry as much as he needed to. you sighed, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head. you almost felt bad you hadn't detected this sooner, but you knew ricky was capable of putting on a front that was believable, even to you.

“do you want to talk about it? would that help?” you offered, rubbing small circles on his back as a way of comfort, “you don’t have to be so brave with me, you know.”

he nodded, voice muffled against your skin as he spoke, “i know i don’t. it’s just a lot of things bottled up that picked now to explode. the pressure of getting my routine right, of not letting the other members down, and not burdening everyone around me.”

you pulled ricky away momentarily, surveying his face intently. you forced him to meet your gaze, questioning, “how long did you think you could hide this? it’s not healthy to keep all of those emotions to yourself.”

“i don’t- i don’t know, truthfully. i just didn't want anyone to worry about me.”

“you listen to me right now,” your voice was stern, but gentle, “you will never, ever burden me with talking about how you feel.”

“y/n-”

you stuck a hand up to shush him, “i’m not done, mister. you can always come to me, no matter what. and for what it's worth, you are extremely talented and you're severely underestimating that. you put everything into your practice, so just because you keep making mistakes doesn't mean you're bad. got it?”

you could see him fighting off a smile, “yeah, i think so.”

“good. i’m never going anywhere if i have any say in it,” you stood on your tiptoes to press a quick kiss to his lips, “no let's get you home so you can rest.”

he nodded, pulling you in for another hug, his chin rested on your shoulder and eyes fluttering closed upon feeling you squeeze him back. he sighed, “thank you for reassuring me. it means more than you know.”

“anything for you, my love.”

[phoenixlionme]

Vaggie Defense Post

Okay. I need to get this off my mind. I've been seeing alot of anti-Vaggie (sometimes crossing with anti Chaggie posts) about how she's a "bad/evil" person for lying to Charlie, that Alastor or Adam are better than her because they didn't lie. And I'm just floored at the blatant mischaracterization of her. And I need to set the record straight by making reminding these certain fans of a few things they are deliberately not acknowledging

EVERYONE at the Hotel are FLAWED, including both Charlie and (especially) Alastor. None of the m are without fault and all of them (sans Charlie for now) have a body count. Plus, Alastor was a serial killer in life and even in Hell and he makes no qualms about enjoying his kills; and while we haven't seen how Vaggie felt as an Exorcist prior to her fall, in the present she is deeply ashamed of her past and is looking for redemption.

I understand people find Alastor appealing and that's great but make no mistake: ALASTOR IS NOT A GOOD PERSON. While Alastor has kept his promises to Charlie and the Hotel crew, he is also blatantly clear that he's only there to see them fail. He ONLY gave Charlie vital info against the Exorcists when it was convenient for him; if he was truly a good person from the start (as many of his fans seem to think he is), he would've given the info freely. And as side note, he also would've put more effort into remaking the Hotel but didn't because he doesn't care. He's an abusive soul owner to Husk. He only referred to Charlie as his daughter to get under Lucifer's skin. And his lyrics in "Ready For This" shows he wants to guide aka manipulate Charlie to harness her power so he can use it for himself. In short, Alastor is an entertaining character but's he's a selfish, prideful, manipulative, and sometimes pettily cruel person with his true goals still not known.

In contrast to Alastor, Vaggie has been with Charlie since the beginning, before they got traction. Yes, she hid her origins and that was a fuck up (something Vaggie acknowledges) but she still genuinely and openly supported Charlie not only out of love but also to redeem herself. She sang part of a whole song about how she wants to be her partner and protect her; not of some end goal but simply because she loves her girlfriend. While she's not perfect, she's also protective and honest with the Hotel occupants and gave them a choice to leave the Hotel in "Hello Rosie", understanding that none of them asked to be in a war. Vaggie may be flawed but she's a caring, loyal, protective person who would fight for those she loves with no pretense.

Going to the people (or, in my case just the one commenter on YouTube) who think Adam of all people is better than Vaggie as a person? No. Entertaining character? Sure. But he's a violent, arrogant sociopath who tried to blackmail Vaggie into compliance and lied at various points during the trial; so he's not as honest as some fans claim. Vaggie, in contrast, lied about her past but other than that, has been truthful about her feelings and goal from the start.

Honestly, I think some of the Vaggie hate comes from some (not ALL) of the Charlastor shippers. I don't like, I love Chaggie but ship who you want. But don't character assassinate, it's not cool. You can like a fanship without being nasty to a canon ship, which flaws or not, isn't unhealthy or bad.

While I do agree to an extent that Vaggie needed her own special moment to shine, I think it may have been out of the crew's control; just speculating but given how Hollywood is doing only 8 to 12 episodes to save money, I wouldn't put it past them. But maybe with the global success of the show, Vaggie may get more screentime. Her VA even hinted at to some extent by mentioning how Vaggie's bow would be symbolic for her character's journey.

For people who are anti-Chaggie - Fine, ship who you want, it's not the end of the world. But for god sake, could you please put your anti-chaggie posts in the anti-chaggie section and NOT the chaggie section? It's just good manners.

In summary, like who you like and ship who you like to ship. But don't character assassinate someone to do it.

[runninguplenorahills]

I think one thing that gets overlooked a lot (of course especially by melvins) is that in s3, Hopper NEVER instructed Mike to lie to El!!

All Hopper tells Mike is that they’re gonna have a talk and that he needs to follow Hop’s instructions if he wants to keep dating El but we as an audience never get to know what these instructions were. One thing that is clear though, is that while Hopper starts the lie about Nana being sick, he NEVER instructed Mike to continue that lie! Lying to El was Mike’s own decision!

And how do we know that? The very first scene we get of that conflict after the Mike/Hopper car scene is the one where Mike and El are on the telephone. Mike tells her that Nana is so sick and that he just can’t come over, and the first thing El tells Mike is: “But Hop said your Nana was fine?”. Hopper already debunked the lie about Nana! He already told El that Mike’s grandma is fine and that it was a false alarm!! He already cleared that all up and why would he do that if he had previously instructed Mike to keep up that lie?? Hopper wanted Mike to stop coming over every single day so if he had told him to lie to El, why would he debunk the lie and therefore undermine Mike’s credibility?? Making it harder for Mike to convince El that he can’t come over? This doesn’t make any sense

BECAUSE HOPPER DIDN’T TELL MIKE TO LIE!!!

My personal guess…

…is that Hopper told Mike to find a way to communicate to El that they can’t see each other every minute of every day without telling her that Hopper talked to him! To make it seem like Mike had this thought himself. But here’s where it gets complicated:

Imo Mike already knew that he’s gay but tried to change that about himself in s3. Mike tried to make himself fall in love with El and at the same time wanted everyone else to know that he’s “so in love” with her because what better way to convince yourself if not to convince everyone around you? Like, Mike genuinely hoped being gay is something he can grow out of so while Mike was of course actually genuinely trying, he was still putting on a performance and that performance would’ve evidently crashed if he expressed that he didn’t want to see his girlfriend everyday. And that’s the thing, I think that Mike actually didn’t want to see his girlfriend every day.

I say “girlfriend” and not “El” because Mike of course actually genuinely enjoys spending time with El, but since they never did anything but make out, Mike didn’t truly enjoy coming over. Mike obviously didn’t like making out which is why he’s pushing El away from him and breaks the kiss when the opportunity presents itself. I think this was partially done subconsciously though because while Mike was aware that he doesn’t like it, he still tried to change that! He actually put effort into this but as much as he tried to change himself to like it, he just doesn’t/can’t! He tried to force it but his body still subconsciously did what felt right to him.

So Mike already knew that he doesn’t like it, though he didn’t wanna give up on it because that would mean he failed at making himself fall in love with El/that he can’t change that he’s gay, and Mike simply wasn’t yet ready to fully come to that conclusion. He was afraid of fully acknowledging that this isn’t something he can grow out of, scared of people finding out, and including both of those things, his overall fear was to let the others down and disappoint them!! Mike felt like he’d be letting people down by not coming over, by not being in love with El, by being gay, simply by just being himself, so he’s not admitting to the fact that he actually does have his own motivations to not want to see El every day.

Mike was kinda in denial that he had his own personal motivations so he chose to blame it on difficult circumstances instead even though these circumstances do not exist [“Nana is sick”] He chose to lie. But El isn’t stupid so she immediately figured out that he lied to her and all of a sudden Mike disappointed her nonetheless! So what does he do? Apologize? No. He explains to El that this was actually all Hopper’s fault. Because Hopper did talk to him. Hopper did tell him to find a way to communicate to El that they can’t spend as much time together anymore. He didn’t tell him to lie but he did talk to him. So Hopper essentially became Mike’s scapegoat in this scenario. Instead of apologizing to El he blamed Hopper because he wasn’t ready to admit to El that this was his own fault! That he disappointed her and everyone else for that matter because he also was not ready to fully admit to himself that he can’t change what he is! But blaming it all on Hopper didn’t work either because El tells Mike that Hopper is right and you know what kind of impression that leaves on Mike? Even when others think that it’s not his fault they’re still disappointed in him because his actions aren’t the problem. He is.

So Mike’s next approach to an apology is going further with trying to change himself! Completely flipping everything upside down and telling El that he lied to her because “he loves her so much” which is utter bullshit and manipulative as hell! Like, Brenner literally says the same exact thing to El in s4!! But again, Mike knows that he isn’t actually in love with El, in his eyes: “yet”, but a part of Mike also already knows that he’ll never be because he’s gay and that’s not something he can grow out of. And that’s why Mike can’t bring himself to lie to her! He can’t bring himself to say the word “love” (“blank makes you crazy”) because he simply doesn’t love her romantically! And we know from the scene “I love her and I can’t lose her again” that Mike 1: refuses to lie specifically about being in love to El’s face, and 2: that Mike knows no matter the fact that he means the “i love you” to El platonically, everyone will still pick it up as him meaning it romantically which is why Mike cannot bring himself to even say it to El platonically anymore!!! (something that continues into s4).

Of course we also see this at the very end of s3 when Mike pretends like he doesn’t remember his “i love her and i can’t lose her again” outburst. Because no matter how much Mike tries to change himself to fall in love with El, the part of him that is well and fully aware that he can’t change the fact that he’s gay always wins over. And the most ironic thing is that Mike had hoped that a little more time would solve his problem! That a little more time is all he needs to fall in love with El! All of s3 Mike tried to get back on good terms with El so he can focus on falling in love with her again but once he finally is on good terms with El again, once El tells him that she loves him too, once she kisses him….. that’s when Mike realizes that this was in fact not the last missing piece for successfully growing out of being gay! No, it was quite the opposite. It was the last missing piece for fully realizing that this will never work! Being gay is what he is and not something he can grow out of! Time was never the problem. Mike is….

So my point is basically that the entirety of the melvin conflict in s3 literally would not have happened if not for the fact that Mike was already aware that he’s gay and in love with Will but partially dismissed it as a phase! Because Hopper never told him to lie to El, so what other reason does Mike “friends don’t lie” Wheeler have to choose to lie to El and then refuse to tell her why, if not that he has something to hide??

[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

Genyen/Shawn SFW Alphabet

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Genyen is a big fan of lingering eye contact and touches - he holds his partner's gaze while in conversation and does little things like slowly trailing his fingertips across the small of their back when he walks past.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

This guy is a shitty friend - he's a scammer, so it will take someone with perseverance that's able to see the good in him to be a genuine friend. HE CAN CHANGE.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Genyen loves to be close, being wrapped around his partner is his ideal scenario.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Genyen is not domestic and has no desire to settle - he's constantly grifting and has a whole world to explore - why would he ever shackle himself?

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Clean out their bank account and ghost.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Yeah, that's never happening.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

More sensual than gentle - everything is with the aim of getting into his partner's pants, so he knows just what to say and where/how to touch.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Genyen enjoys closeness, so appreciates the physicality of wrapping his arms around another person and pressing his body close to theirs.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Yeah, that's not happening. Will get around it by saying things like "I appreciate you" "You have a beautiful soul" "I admire you" etc.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Not jealous at all, he's far too relaxed and unbothered for that sort of nonsense.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Slow and sloppy. Enjoys kissing his partner's neck. Goes feral if they kiss along his jawline.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Genyen is nice to children, but doesn't want ones of his own.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Yoga and him pretzling his partner into some overly complex position to do the deed.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Going through daily affirmations and then back into another ridiculous pretzel position.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Everything this man says about himself is a lie - his partner will know nothing about him.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Cool, calm and collected, 'cause he's a sly little fucker.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He'll absolutely remember your ATM pin, memorable words, mother's maiden name, date of birth, passwords, etc.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He doesn't have one - he knows he's not in it for the long haul, so there's no point in making memories.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He's not protective at all, he's not violent and wouldn't expect his partner to be protective of him either.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Zero effort made by this man. He's a "live in the moment" type of guy, that's "above material gestures". Basically, he's a wasteman.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Stealing, fraud, scamming, lying.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not particularly, keeps his hair buzzed, but that's it.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

No, everyone's disposable to this guy.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

This man is a gaslight extraordinaire. "I saw you going through my purse earlier." "No, you didn't, you saw me tidying it away for you. How will you ever achieve true enlightenment if you're always making accusations?"

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Commitment. Feeling obligated.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Sleeps really soundly, despite all his misdeeds - this man has no conscience.

[omniaimy]

Fucking mental health

Wilbur soot x Reader. They/them pronouns used! Just a trigger warning about mental health being shit and not beong able to take care of yourself.

Wilbur being the kindest and most caring partner ever! Hope you enjoy this!

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Y/N found themselves struggling with their mental health. The weight of their emotions was too much to bear, leaving them unable to get out of bed or take care of themselves. Wilbur Soot, ever the caring and compassionate soul, noticed the change in Y/N's demeanor and knew he had to help.

Concerned for Y/N's well-being, Wilbur gently knocked on the door to their room. "Hey, Y/N," he called softly. "It's me, Wilbur. Can I come in?"

Y/N managed a weak response, giving him permission to enter. Wilbur stepped into the room, and his heart ached at the sight of Y/N curled up under the covers, looking exhausted and defeated.

"I'm sorry you're feeling like this," Wilbur said, sitting down beside Y/N on the bed. "But don't worry, I'm here to take care of you today."

Y/N mustered a faint smile, grateful for Wilbur's presence. He understood that sometimes words weren't enough, so he simply wrapped his arms around Y/N in a comforting hug, letting them know they weren't alone.

"Let's take things one step at a time," Wilbur suggested gently. "First, how about we open the curtains and let some light in? It might make you feel a little better."

With Y/N's permission, Wilbur drew back the curtains, allowing the soft sunlight to filter into the room. The warmth brought a glimmer of hope to Y/N's heart as they gazed at the world outside, feeling slightly less isolated.

Next, Wilbur encouraged Y/N to take a shower, assuring them that even a small act of self-care could make a difference. He left them some fresh clothes and a fluffy towel, promising to wait outside to give them privacy.

As Y/N emerged from the shower, dried their hair and put on the clean clothes Wilbur picked for them (Just imagne some sweatpants of your own AND ONE OF WILBURS HOODIES), Wilbur greeted them with a tender smile. "You're doing great," he said, genuinely proud of their effort.

Wilbur then suggested they have a simple breakfast together. He prepared some toast and poured a glass of water, making sure Y/N had something in their stomach. During the meal, he listened attentively as Y/N shared their thoughts and feelings, allowing them to unload some of the burden they were carrying.

Knowing that rest was crucial for Y/N's recovery, Wilbur encouraged them to lie back down. He brought a few books and light-hearted movies to keep them company while they rested. Wilbur sat by Y/N's side, occasionally reading aloud or making jokes to lift their spirits.

Throughout the day, Wilbur remained a constant source of comfort and support. He reminded Y/N that it was okay to take things slow, that healing was a process, and that he would be there every step of the way.

As the evening approached, Wilbur suggested they take a short walk along the Brighton beach. He held Y/N's hand, providing a steady presence as they strolled along the shoreline, the sound of the waves soothing their troubled minds.

When they returned home, Wilbur prepared a warm cup of tea and encouraged Y/N to journal or draw their feelings as a way to release any pent-up emotions.

As the night settled in, Wilbur sat with Y/N on the bed once more, offering words of encouragement and hope. "Remember, Y/N, you're not alone in this journey," he said. "I'll be here for you, supporting you every day."

With Wilbur's unwavering care and understanding, Y/N slowly began to find their strength and resilience. He showed them that healing didn't happen overnight, but with love, patience, and the support of a loving partner, the darkness could be overcome.

[takalzuoom]

enjoy my leona brain drabble

i hope y’all know i would never write heart breaking leona angst- cause i genuinely don’t think that he’s the kind of guy to cheat, lie or do anything like that.

like even if he’s an ass, he would deck someone across the face if they give a back handed compliment 🙈

and like he isn’t really one for comforting, but he would hold you close as your sobbing your little heart out. oh and god forbid if someone enters the room at the time, cause leona will send them the NASTIEST, MOST EVILEST glare ever.

like i pissed my pants kind of glare

or if it’s caused by someone, and once you cry yourself to sleep in his arms (and he fights the urge to fall asleep right next to you, as smthn deep within him is telling him to not even THINK about leaving you.) he gets ruggie. tells him to ‘take care of it’

whatever that means 🤷🏻

leona who wouldn’t give you presents up front, but would leave them with ruggie or on your desk. but when he’s feeling particularly bold, he’ll throw a wrapped present (curtesy of ruggie) at you when class ends, then slinks back out as the teacher yells at him

or how when he gets jealous, he would stand directly behind you, sometimes leaning over your shoulders and asking if they need smthn, or just telling you to ‘hurry up and go back to bed’

YEAH HE MADE IT SOUND LIKE THAT, AND HE ONLY ROLLED HIS EYES WHEN YOU PUNCHED HIS CHEST AND SCOLDED HIM JFKSODOXLWPFOWW

something in me wants to say he gives you a promise ring. but i think he wouldn’t want farena to know so he’d take it off when he gets home (puts it on a chain as a necklace, tucked beneath his shirt )

leona who is actually awake when you caress his head, tangling your fingers through his hair as you kiss his forehead. lips spilling the most tooth rooting love confessions he’s ever heard- almost made him want to wake up and throw up.

but he doesn’t.

not when all this pesky insecurities are getting patted down, nice and flat with every confession you make. about how you noticed he made an effort to go to class this week, about how gorgeous his hair was and how jealous you were about it, how you were still a little nervous about dating him- even confused about how he would love someone like you.

when he should be asking the same question.

the only thing he can do his let his head relax in your hold, pillows not nearly as soft as your hands. he almost laughed when you told him you were fighting the urge to not put him in your lap as your back wouldn’t be in agony from the shrimp pose you’re in.

and when in the gardens, he actually sleeps on your lap/ and not directly next to you! it’s a win!

it took you ten minutes to start playing with his hair- which was honestly annoying as he almost fell asleep due to your soft humming. he’s told you not to do it as he gets distracted from his precious sleep.

but you know from the anticipation in his ears that he doesn’t mind, hell- he may even like it!

(don’t be surprised when someone enters and he immediately turns over to stare at them.)

over all- out of all the twst characters, i think that he’s one of the guys who would have the best relationship. i mean sure he would manipulate you into doing his chores, get on your nerves sometimes and even miss a date or two.

but he never yells at you, only raising his voice at you when really upset, never laid a hand on you, would subtly put you behind him or even put himself on you when he feels uneasy or there’s some sort of threat.

while he isn’t big on PDA, when ‘jealous’ he would pull your waist to his, bumping your hips as he smirks down at the opposing party, telling them to promptly ‘fuck off’ as you beam at him, poking him in the arm teasingly.

“you were jealous, weren’t you?”

“fuck no.”

no need to be when he already knows he’s yours, and by extension your his

[greatjobsuperstar]

Crush - Glamrock Freddy

Requests: Crush with Glamrock Freddy please?? ♡♡ & Could you do freddy? thanks and I also love this sm!

Pairing: Glamrock Freddy/Reader

Content Warnings: None!

Word Count: 848

As the frontman of the band and the most social of the group, Freddy is the first to welcome you to the team with open arms! He’s also the first of the animatronics to show you around the Plex personally, and the two of you become quick friends.

He enjoys your company a lot. He loves his other friends very much, but there’s something special about you. He’s never felt like he’s had to hide himself around anyone, but there’s a certain freedom that comes to him when he’s in your company. A certain weightlessness, if you will. He quickly finds himself spending most of his free time with you, and almost feels lost when you go home after your shift!

He’s friends with you for a while before feelings develop, but it’s even longer before he can put words to it.

He almost always welcomes you to your shift with a hug, even before he starts understanding just how much he likes you! He’s a very huggy person as is, but he feels compelled to draw you into his arms. He’s strangely warm — his hugs are so comforting that you almost don’t want to leave! It’s a nice way to start the day, for the both of you.

He’s very good at the games in the Plex, and he makes it a point to win something for you whenever you guys play together. He gets really flustered if you ask for a plushie of his or anything — he tilts his head a little to the left, rubbing the back of his neck while his ears flicker back and forth. He’ll ask if that’s really what you want, but he’ll gladly oblige — anything for you!

Need help winning a game? He won’t cheat of course, but he’s more than happy to… correct your aim. He’ll stand behind you, adjusting your hands with his own. His circuits hum with electricity, a soothing drone compared to the cacophony of the busy mall. When you finally hit your target he’ll congratulate you with his usual “Great Job, Superstar!” but this time, it seems different. You find it hard to pull away from him, nevermind keep your heart rate under control. But little do you know, he’s just undergone his own revelation.

He’s fallen for you, and he’s fallen hard.

He starts getting very giddy and flustered whenever you enter the room. He gets this big, goofy smile, and he does this cute little wave too. His voice goes so soft and sweet when he talks to you alone. You might be his best friend, but he’s still nervous! Sometimes the Dad Voice comes back out though, which is cute.

He’s always offering his help when you need it — he loves to be of assistance!

His eyes are locked on you through most of his performances. He really wants you to notice him, and if he manages to catch your gaze, he’ll put in a bit of extra effort and flair.

He loves seeing what stuff you bring in on your laptop every week. Whether it's a movie, a game, or just some silly memes, he loves seeing the things that bring you joy. He remembers these things, too! When it comes to the things you enjoy, nothing escapes him. (Anything else, and well… he’s a himbo.)

He’s very open about how beautiful and funny he thinks you are. He can’t lie to save his life! Sometimes he’ll be caught gazing at you, and when you poke some fun at him, he’s very honest and simply says that he thinks you look very nice today. Not that you don’t look pretty every day! He starts stumbling over his words at this point, but it only goes to show how genuine he is.

He’ll do anything to make you laugh — it’s his favorite sound in the world.

Unlike the other animatronics, he really encourages you to hang out with his friends as well. He doesn’t get that spark of jealousy that the others do, for the most part. His friends mean a lot to him, and you’re part of that!

He secretly writes songs about you in his free time, although he’s too nervous to actually perform them for you yet. He thinks of his best lyrics as he’s settling into his charger once you leave. His circuits have been overwritten in your image, and he sees nothing but pink — you’re everything he’s ever wanted, and he just feels so weightless in your presence. He’ll pace back and forth between his charger at night, scribbling down lyrics before they fade away.

He plans out his confession meticulously, even going as far as to beg security for a bouquet of flowers the day before! His confession is soft and sweet, taking your hands in his own as he professes his growing adoration for you. He grabs the flowers from the table, gently placing them in your hands and folding your fingers around their thornless bodies. You’re his superstar, and you always will be. And he’d be honored to be yours, if you’ll have him.

[tragcdysewn]

"i never claimed you couldn't, i've simply rarely heard you have anything nice to say about anyone beyond xianle." jun wu replies with a long sigh. nianqing always seems to take issue with far more people than you'd expect from a priest of his standing. but the minute that jun wu disapproves of someone, it seems like the other feels obligated to come up with something decent to say about them, simply to be contrary. unsurprising, considering the man is, as a general rule, a contrary person, but he doesn't need to enjoy it when it's directed at him, apparently solely designed to further the argument they're currently having. "for people who cared about wuyong, they certainly ran quickly when things took a turn for the worse. i did what i could to save our people, and they only cared to save themselves! they were selfish, and even now they can not let go of their resentment!" even despite his best efforts to destroy every trace of wuyong, erase his greatest failure from the face of the earth and the memories of humankind and immortals alike, he can never manage to erase the taint on his own visage, the stain of his friends' final vengeance forever engraved into his very soul. "is it obvious, priest? it's obvious that you would mourn the man you fled for centuries, the man who wrapped his hands around your throat with the full intent of ending your life?" it didn't feel like anything about the two of them was obvious anymore, with two thousand years of betrayal and mistrust and madness between the versions of them that truly knew each other. and yet the other spoke as though nothing had changed between them, like he was still the naive prince who'd wanted nothing more than to save the world, despite them both knowing that couldn't be further from the truth. "then make me understand, priest. how would you speak about me, if xianle had struck a killing blow on me that day, if i died with all my sins laid bare before the entire world?" his expression is mocking, though it feels out of place with the genuine question behind the words. he can't imagine a universe where death absolves him, where anything would absolve him, he knows he's long since gone down a path that doesn't coincide with forgiveness. he's made his bed, and he'll lie in it, he'd done what he believed to be necessary, and if unforgivable sin was necessary to establish a peaceful world, then so be it. "then has it changed?" the words are left so vague that he truly can not place what exactly mei nianqing means by them. and while the opinion of one person shouldn't matter, not to the heavenly emperor, the god of gods, the first of the great calamities, and yet the distinction is suddenly incredibly important to him. "and i think you're naive if you think either of us have any hope at living a normal life after everything that's occurred." he didn’t want to think too deeply about nianqing's claims, because if he looked at it all too closely, he's certain that he'll need to face truths that he still isn't ready to hear, even after millennia of life.

he couldn't kill him. he couldn't kill him, even when the man stood before, eyes closed in acceptance of his own demise. the final remnant of the past that he'd so wanted to destroy, and he was incapable of striking that final blow. once again he'd failed, his mind whispers, the pain in his head exploding. he has no idea anymore if the mocking laughter if his own mind, or if his old friends are once again mocking his weakness, interceding on behalf of the remnant of wuyong they don't entirely despise. "you don't wish to be dead, and yet you allow me to put a blade to your throat as if it were nothing? do you value your life so little in comparison to my happiness?" his hands were still shaking, almost violently now, and some part of him wants to once again wrap them around mei nianqing's throat, but what would that do? what would it achieve, when he is clearly incapable of actually ending the other man's life? he's killed thousands, perhaps even millions, has razed armies and destroyed nations, but he can't make himself slice his blade across the throat of one fool traitor who had quite bluntly asked for death. instead, one hand goes to his own forehead, as if rubbing at his temples will relieve some of the pain, when even tearing their forms out of his flesh over and over with everything from a dagger to his own blunted nails hadn't achieved that goal. once again, the others words hit too close to home, and he turns from the other rather than face him head on. why is he determined to insist that mei nianqing hates him, wants to betray him in some way? it's not a question that he wants to think to hard on, he's sure the answer would be something absurd about him pushing people away before they can do the same towards him, but he doesn't want to hear that potential unpleasant truth about himself, especially not when the consequences of that are currently staring him in the face. "what does it matter what i want? all i've wanted has burned to the ground before my eyes twice now, for what purpose would i attempt to rebuild for a third time? even i am not that masochistic, nianqing."

"i'm perfectly capable of critiquing someone without completely hating them." sure, nianqing had had critiques, and a lack of trust for some of them specifically, but he wouldn't say he disliked feng xin and mu qing necessarily. he had had his doubts, about their ability to properly support the crown prince, but to an extent he may have felt that way about anyone. and again, he still didn't understand why his opinions about all of these other people mattered. if jun wu's expectation was for nianqing to dislike everyone he disliked it was a standard the priest would never be able to meet. "we all cared! even if we disagreed with your methods that doesn't meant you were the only one to care about our home!" and maybe that stung in particular because not a day went by when nianqing couldn't help but feel at least a little homesick, didn't wish there was some better way to preserve wuyong and keep as much of it as possible. "so now we're asking obvious questions? of course i would mourn you." though his tone was still angry and baffled that didn't make the statement any less true. if anything nianqing felt like he was mourning jun wu even now, despite having the man alive in front of him. he mourned for the friend he once had, who was killed by circumstances and pressure and his own decisions, and even then he didn't want to lose the fragment of what he had left. "as if you could possibility understand how i'd speak about you." nianqing huffed. he had done what he could to preserve their home, their stories, and all the best of the lives they had lived. though he couldn't imagine why he'd still be alive after jun wu had passed, if that was the case he would obviously treat the emperor with the same respect and love he did everything he had lost. "you were always the best of the gods, to me at least." nianqing replied softly. "that doesn't change easily." still, that didn't mean he'd just let jun wu say whatever he wanted without giving his honest response."i think you refuse to even try. i think you back down from even attempting mortality because you don't want to try for something and fail yet again." nianqing replied stiffly. he didn't really know for sure if normality was possible, but it seemed blatantly clear that without a mountain to bury him under jun wu would rather not make an attempt. was it because he couldn't bear another failure? was it the paranoia? or was he really just too far gone for that to be a possibility? he really couldn't be sure.

he tensed up, the minute the blade was next to his throat. of course he did. even if nianqing had told jun wu to do it, he considered himself a relatively normal man, and no one wanted to have a blade ready to end their life in a single move. still, he let out a slightly shuddered breath and held his ground. he mostly meant it. if this would bring the emperor and sense of peace he should do it. he tried not to ruminate on the fact that he didn't think it would actually help jun wu. it was clear the man wasn't very interested in listening to what nianqing thought might help him. nianqing instead evened out his breathing and closed his eyes, waiting for the blow to come, wincing when the blade just nicked him and he was hit with a small bout of panic. was jun wu messing with him? did he intend to do this slowly? to make sure it hurt? after a second however he felt the blade move before hearing it hit the floor, and his eyes were quick to fly open. it took him a moment to answer, only centuries of patience keeping him from outright gaping at jun wu, and the ridiculous nonsense he was spouting. "not everything is some sort of trick or scheme! if i'm happy you didn't kill me it's simply because i don't wish to be dead." what he wanted to see? what nianqing wanted was to settle this one way or another. to end this fight in the only way he could figure out how, and now he was being accused of some sort of manipulation tactic. all he really wanted was for jun wu to be okay, and to stop hurting others, though every day he had to wonder if those two things could happen at the same time. "why are you so determined to fight with my every move? i am trying to stay with you, to be here in the way that i haven't in the past, and yet you act like you want me to hate you, to secretly be against you in another betrayal. you ask what i wanted to see yet i have no idea what you want at all, let alone at this very moment. what is it that you want with your life your highness?"

[stormblessed95]

Hi this isn't a memories ask but I've been seeing many anti-jikookers and tkkrs (same thing really) use this one quote as proof jikook aren't a thing which is: "The maknae who has worked harder from a young age than any of the other members. Perhaps because he's the same age as my actual (biological) brother so I often look after him, but at some point I began to see him as my real brother. He's cute no matter what he does." First of all I was wondering if you knew when/where this was? I tried looking it up and found only a taekook blog and quora talking about it and didn't want to click those links and also was wondering if he says nam-dongsaeng there if you know? Either way I don't really think it changes much I mostly just wanted to check.

Sigh... I never enjoy it when you guys bring me things asking for sources from tkkrs. Lol BUT I genuinely am always very happy to help find original content. But I won't lie and pretend like I'm not happy that I'm doing this when my asks off because *certain* people take advantage of the anon option way too frequently. Lol

This was from a Japanese Magazine issue in 2017. 170620 Non-no Magazine issue to be specific. You can watch the making film here

And I'll attached the scans of the Magazine here too as well, jikooks cuts

Jimins interview answers

Jungkook's Interview answers

Now the part in question comes from the segment where 2 members each said something about one of the other other members. Original scans here

I found two translations of this moment, one being one the one that gets used most often as a "gotcha" by tkkrs. Both I found here:

So sources given, and now I'm also going to give my opinions over it all. Even though no one asked me to. Its my blog so I get to share my thoughts if i want to. Lol and I actually talked with and ran my thoughts by and got opinions from @marengogo as well and I be referencing that conversation as well. I asked them about it because they speak fluent Japanese and I do not and considering its a Japanese interview, i wanted to make sure I didn't over step.

To preface, once again, these are MY thoughts. My PERSONAL OPINIONS. Not fact, not right or wrong. Not anything other than opinions that are free for interpretation and everyone is welcome to disagree or whatever. But this is also not me opening up this subject for further discourse either.

To ME PERSONALLY, this reads a bit as translator nuance. When you take an interview that goes from Korean to Japanese for publication, and then goes from Japanese into English by volunteer translators for I army, sometimes, things get unintentionally wonky. Because language is nuanced by itself, especially languages that deal so heavily in honorifcs and deal with those honorifics differently, like Korean and Japanese, and then bringing all that into English, where most of those words aren't *really* translatable. So TO ME it reads a lot like translator nuance honestly. And like he was comparing him to his brother with the age thing and the cute thing, not necessarily saying "we are like real brothers" but I can also recongize my possible bias here. Lol but even if he really did say in early 2017 that he thinks of JK like a real brother, I can see it as JK changing his mind (because I do think JK would have had to put in that work) or honestly also just Jimin downplaying their relationship, like he often does and did while trying to describe how close they are. (Aka hyuna and e'dawn "he's like my brother" comments before revealing their relationship.)

And what I'm talking about with the difference in honorifics between the 2 languages, ones dongsaeng might get combined with another's jitsu otouro. How many people have added "real" younger brother in English when translating things where Jimin has said dongsaeng, and he didn't ever actually say real, but it got added in an effort to explain the untranslatable word in English to I armys. I'm curious because if he said dongsaeng in Korean, would it have been translated to otouro in Japanese? Like how so many translators here will say my little brother/real younger brother/sibling when jimin says dongsaeng in English?

Like I feel like it could be so easy for Jimin to say, he is the same age as my actual little brother and at some point I really started thinking of him as a dongsaeng. And for that to get mixed up a bit with all the different types of honorifics between languages who have their own rules for that stuff and have it come out this way too. @marengogo explained all the different Japanese honorifics rules to me and while they have *similar* rules to Korean honorifics with things like hyung/dongsaeng, they are also very different. And I'm open to learning more if someone has more to teach about the language here too. But I just feel like it's a easy translation context to get mixed up between 3 different translations. It's impossible to know without Jimins original answer to this interviewer, if he meant Chindongsaeng or if it got a bit twisted around during translations. Based off EVERYTHING else, I personally don't think he meant Chindongsaeng. But I'm also not Jimin and I don't actually know. That's just me, my guesses and my thoughts over the matter personally based on everything else we know and other context.

@marengogo also added during our conversation a tidbit about translating they noticed while watching memories, where jikook were sitting on the couch before Jimin got called away for his makeup. Their exact comment was: "During the conversation, towards the end everyone was translating what JK said as “with who?” But I was looking at the Japanese subs and he was saying “where are you going?” So who was right? Translating is … an art of understanding, waiting and analysing (just knowing vocabulary is not enough, culture, history etc is needed) we really just have to take our time and analyse. Eventually when you heard jk properly he did say 어디가 which is “where are you going?”"

Interesting thoughts about things that are easy to happen during interviews and events that take place in languages that aren't your native tongue. It's also easy to mix up your words and honroifcs when speaking a language that is not your own as well without necessarily realizing right away. Language is hard. Translating is hard. I have so much respect for the people who do translate for us. And regardless, like I said before, even if it was meant Chindongsaeng, it doesn't change my thoughts much about their relationship as a whole.

Hope that helps. Sorry for my essay at the end but thank you for asking and for trusting me to deliver you to proper sources and content that is out there! That makes me happy 💜💜 Hope everyone has a wonderful rest of the day! And thanks to @marengogo once again for helping me with my Japanese questions!!