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honklore · 4 years ago

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Can you do headcanons for sapnap with a shy reader please?❤️💌

ALSO I LOVED LANDSLIDE IT CHANGED MY LIFE

shy!reader headcanons | sapnap

(gender neutral, non-au, this is less of a headcannon and more of a small story sorry about that)

listen to: georgia by vance joy

okay firstly to premise, i think sapnap is a pretty shy guy himself. he’s absolutely the guy who refuses to correct a waiter after they read their order back to him wrong

so he would get it. i don’t really think he would try to push you out of your comfort zone

lets say you guys met in a csgo lobby lol. sapnap was practicing before a stream, playing with strangers, and you popped up

and you didn’t speak for the first like. five rounds. you were AMAZING with last minute clutches but you never spoke so people just kind of assumed you didn’t have ur mic on

except one round, sapnap lost focus and nearly ruined the round, forgetting to call out his location for a cover

luckily you came in with the clutch and shot the enemy before they could get to sapnap, saving the round

and so while in the lobby, sapnap turns on his mic and just “[user], thanks for saving my ass out there.”

and your voice just comes through, a little clipped and very shy, “no problem,” before your mic is muted again

sapnap ends up saving ur gamer tag and inviting you whenever he needs someone to play with or fill a lobby

this turns into playing every day, and you guys become rlly good friends thru the screen. you both keep to yourselves for the most part, a strict csgo relationship if you will

and then sapnap is like. i rlly like them. i want to be their bestie.

so he asks if you want to play with him and his friends sometime, maybe in minecraft or jackbox

and you’re a little overwhelmed bc you know they have a decent online presence. but he’s nice to you and you don’t have many online friends so you say yes :)

and he’s like SO excited bc all of his friends are going to meet his new friend

only he’s been talking abt u to karl and dream and george and q for like. ages. since like. THE NIGHT he met u on csgo. (bc he’s a pisces and he gets v attached to anyone who breathes in his direction)

(i’m a pisces i can say it)

when you join the lobby (no one is streaming) he has the boys in a separate call to give him advice just in case he needs it

you don’t really speak unless spoken to, and when the boys get rlly loud they can kind of forget to include you

so sapnap always brings you back into the convo by asking you a question or making a quick joke

george in their chat: simp

you guys play jackbox, and you rlly like quiplash and survive the internet and others where you can just type

(and you’re really good at it like the boys think ur rly funny and clever)

but of course the boys want to play mad verse city, and you’re like,,, rlly nervous and don’t really want to rap,, so sapnap raps for you,, and he’s the loudest to hype you up after each of your verses

and you’d slowly get more comfortable with the boys. it’s easy to flow with them bc they’re so loud and obnoxious that you can mind your own business and still feel like part of their convos.

so anyways it’s months into your friendship, and sapnap has developed the fattest crush on you. if he’s not on call with the boys, he’s on call with you

chat knows about you bc sapnap always has you on his alt streams to talk and hang out with him. surprisingly, chat is very protective over you and cheer you on even if you’re on a different team than sap

i imagine sapnap gives you his minecraft info and lets you go around the dsmp the same way dream lets drista hang out with his info

just... a stream where he leads you around and just talks to you in vc while you share your screen with him,,, and chat is like. sapnap you are so in love.

you spend your time in the smp making a cottage and a house for yourself. you even tame a cat.

(it’s the first pet on the server that sapnap doesn’t try to kill. that’s how chat knows he’s in too deep.)

and the thing is,, he wants to ask u to be his s/o,, but you’re so shy that he has no idea how you feel about him

you’re not flirty and you’re friendly with everyone, so it’s hard to see any signs.

(sapnap is also just kinda dumb, bc he doesn’t realize that you only address him when you talk, you’re only comfortable in calls if he’s there too, you have made him a playlist called “sapnap <3”, you made him a flower garden in minecraft and literally mined netherite for him to return to when he came back on the server)

like sapnap is thinking on such a large scale that all of these little things you do don’t register as anything more than friendship

and he’s in call w the dteam one day and he’s just like “guys :/ idk if they like me :/”

dream calls him a dumbass

george hangs up

when george comes back, you join the call too, and sapnap can only assume george messaged you to join

“tell them, sapnap”

“george you’re such an idiot, y/n don’t listen to him we were just messing around.”

“okay,” you say. “but i’m here to talk if you ever need me.”

sapnap wants to burst because he likes you so much, he’s just so terrified of messing up what you guys have that he would rather stay silent

he doesn’t want to run you off, but he doesn’t want you to think he doesn’t like you either

“can i call u?” he asks “without these two nimrods to hear us?”

you agree, and you start talking as soon as you two are in a separate call. “sap? are you okay? you’ve been acting weird lately.”

“i rlly like you,” he just blurts it out, because it’s the easiest way for him. he can’t take it back, but at least you know.

“oh,” you say, voice just as timid as it was that first csgo game ages ago. “i like u too”

cue blushy sapnap

always talks about you on stream. you don’t join streams too much bc they make you nervous, but you’re always talked about lol

sapnap will bring you up literally every day on twitter or smth

when the two of you finally meet in person, you’re both so shy that dream has to start the convos for the first hour or so

but once you get comfortable it’s like two long lost souls

you guys just fit

sapnap speaks up when you’re quiet, and vice versa

you guys get ur own shared mc server and sapnap kills mods while you plant flowers

you use your twitter to show off your builds and sapnap always retweets and hypes you up

he suggests you stream your builds but it’s something you just like to do on your own, so you decline. sometimes you’ll appear on his streams and give his chat a lil tour tho :’)

sapnap is pretty protective over you. he will fight anyone for u <3 that’s just how he is lmao.

you get along with everyone pretty well though, and sapnap fits in with your friends as well

it’s still mostly a long distance relationship, but the two of you are used to it so you make it work

and sapnap will correct a waiter if they get your order wrong. so, character development.

thanks for requesting and for liking landslide !!

#sapnap headcanons #sapnap x reader #mcyt headcanons #mcyt x reader

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timextoxhajima · 4 years ago

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The Boyz as things and feelings (just cause)

this is a small thing @haechanhues needed help with so i decided to make it an actual post uwu [this is gonna be pretty long cause i might write little scenarios]

[THE BOYZ AS THINGS AND FEELINGS]

SANGYEON - MIRRORS AND PILLOWS

mirrors make a place look bigger than it really is - i feel like sangyeon has that ability to make you feel like you’re more important on your worst days

the things he’ll do just to make sure you’re alright, even when he knows you’re not

he also has the ability to reflect what you need: sad? he’ll come and hug you and let you cry or talk about your shitty day. happy? he’ll joke about the way you snort while laughing then he’d probably do something dumb to keep the energy up there

mirrors also feel very private and at-home, and that exactly how i feel he curates an environment

pillows are self-explanatory ig, smth to cry into, smth to fall asleep with while hugging, has the best homely scents ever, very comfortable

i imagine going home after a long day and finding your partner also tired, but he’s cooking or like in the couch watching tv and he just invites you into his arms uwu

“tell me about everything! whatever that makes you happy or sad and i’ll try my best to be who you need at that point of time!”

JACOB - FLOWERS AND MUSIC

ok like jacob with a guitar is just a stellar sight to behold, he looks like he was born to hold one, and his vocals are super underrated imo, most of tbz’s discography doesnt really suit his voice - i really wish he had a chance to have more lines in more ballads or maybe even a solo thing

he would drag you out to go on walks after he knows you’ve buried yourself in your work the whole day, and he’d be the kind to stop at a pretty flower and contemplate plucking it but he wouldn’t cause he’s a fairy and wouldn’t hurt a fly, much less a pretty flower

would probably play a piece in the background while you’re stressed w work and hum a tune so the singing wouldn’t distract you

would stop when he notices you stopped working and your sad ass is probably crying lmao

he’s a very soft and gentle man imo

he’s the innocent daisy amidst other bright colored, flamboyant flowers but he still stands out

“i’ll grow you a rose bush in the yard so i don’t have to be sad about plucking flowers next time.”

YOUNGHOON - WINTER COATS AND COFFEE AND PASTRIES

he definitely radiates tsundere vibes on first sight, but when you get to know him, he’s obviously the opposite: a crybaby

but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t keep up his model-like appearances when he’s outside - in fact, he’d be the one to influence you into caring more about how you look (of course not materialistically, but more into actually caring about making yourself feel good with your fashion and appearance)

i chose winter coats as a symbol of coverage - he doesn’t show much of himself unless he’s close to you (like when you wear winter coats to keep warm, he’s a burrito because he doesn’t bother too much about sharing his feelings), but when he does, it feels like he has the ability to keep you warm and comfortable, even on the coldest days, even if his inner savage comes out

it’ll be like he scooped you into his coat and has you warm in one of this inner breast pockets

i see him as the kind to get regular coffee and like, a tart or something, at a cafe. it adds on to the warmth, when he remembers what you like. the details. maybe you like your coffee with cinnamon or less sugar or something, but then he tops it up with a muffin and he knows you like it heated up so he specifically asks for them to do so

ok but he’s defo the kind of guy that catches people’s attention at public spaces so every now and then when he’s laughing or smiling, some girl would gawk at him and he would be embarrassed about it, but lucky for you, you’re already wearing matching coats so they know the man’s taken uwu

“if only they knew how long it took to convince you to wear that coat.”

HYUNJAE - CONCERTS AND CONVENIENCE STORE DATES

classy but calm. dream-like but realistic.

i say concerts as in the instrumental, ballad kinds. he loves it and he knows you probably need the sleep where you have that kind of background white noise/music that provides you the best quality of sleep there is. but when you’re not dosing off, he’s admiring how much time you’re willing to invest into being at something he loves

of course, in turn, he doesn’t complain much when you’re hungry and you meet him down the street at the nearest convenience store for some instant noodles and potato chips with a coke and he lets you ramble about your day

he would probably buy you an ice cream just so you’d feel better, then regret it when you get a stomachache later cause it was like 2am in the morning

you probably have like 5 of his hoodies at home that you refuse to wash cause his scent is tainted all over it and the only time he gets to take them home is when he stays over or visits and he sneaks one into his bag when you’re in the kitchen making tea or a bowl of noodles

then you’ll get it back without even knowing it was gone

the kind that would probably surprise you after a day of work with a casual date idea to the movies, and i mean showing up at your place, impromptu, after he knows you’re home with two tickets

“act like my girlfriend for once and go on a date with me, would you? your work isn’t going to be there with you when you die at 90.”

JUYEON - STARGAZING AND VR GAMES

as dumb and sometimes bimbotic as he seems he is, he’s gotten most of the visible constellations memorised and he would not hesitate from telling you all about his childhood with his family when they would travel and try to spot every single constellation they can remember

which brings me to the point where he remembers what you like, but... backhandedly. he doesn’t remember what you like but he remembers what you hate instead, so you don’t ever have to worry about getting that licorice flavoured jelly bean

he would offer a midnight walk to help you relieve your stress, cause he knows you just like seeing the nightsky amidst the peace and quiet while he rambles on for his own satisfaction. not everything has to be so emotionally attached and shared. you can share blissful moments without being the reason for each other’s and that’s totally fine.

juyeon is kind of a scaredy cat in the sense that he isn’t really into horror movies or games but he’s always had that dream to become a pilot and so for his birthday, you brought him to a vr game arcade where he played some plane simulator and ever since, you’ve been taking turns to surprise each other with a new vr arcade spot or adding on to the vr game console set you have at home

“maybe i should digitalise you so i can see you in the vr game”

KEVIN - KARAOKE SESSIONS AND NEON LIGHTS

the best-friend kind of partner you would come across once in a lifetime

a billion film shots of you after he drags you to the karaoke and he beats you at super intense songs like the bohemian rhapsody just cause he can hit those high notes and solely because he was screaming on the floor when he did it

almost left his film camera behind

absolutely LOVES those walks along streets where there are a million neon lights

would come across that one sus neon light signs that indicate a sex toy store and he would give you that sly smile and probably joke for you to go in

kevin has a moon neon light in his room and you have a star or something (whatever you want)

corrects your grammar and pronunciation, only for you two to bicker about it even more when you use google translation and there are different pronunciations depending on where/what accent you’re using

he really is your light in the dark, even if he’s known to be introverted. once he’s comfortable enough with you, he makes you feel like the most important person in the world

has one of those portable speaker microphones at home and he drones on and on and on with some billie eilish song until you hurl a pillow at him

“so you’re the tough girl, like it really rough girl, justcan’tgetenoughofkevingirl, chest always so puffed girl”

CHANHEE - DUETS AND STRAWBERRY PICKING

(i could not find a more candid, softer aesthetic pic for chanhee rip)

his entire wardrobe fits you - the only problem is that he’ll never let you wear it in fear that you’d stain or tear something

shared playlists because that’s how similar your taste in music is, and so sometimes when you have your earpiece in and you’re humming the melody of that song, chanhee picks it up immediately despite not hearing that song, and ends up harmonising with you

got kicked out of the library once or twice because it was exam period and the two of you won’t shut up

ironically doesn’t sing that much if you’re not around

chanhee is a true blue introvert - which is a miracle that you’ve managed to tear through that barrier of his and find out that he giggles at every stupid thing you do: he’s having a bad day? trip over the pavement. he’ll laugh. it works

dragging him out to go strawberry picking was so difficult - but of course chanhee isn’t safe from how beautiful and enticing the fresh fruits were.

didn’t touch anything strawberry flavoured OR any strawberries for the next month or so

his straightforwardness comes with the breakdown of his barrier - but that’s what brings you comfort. he will never lie, he will only be sarcastic and even then, you’d know it’s true

i used duets as a symbol of harmony and being in-sync, though never really exactly the same, and that’s how it is with chanhee. your thoughts are very similar even though he’s much more introverted than you, but that’s what binds you

“i’m gonna tell the librarian i don’t know you if we get kicked out again.”

CHANGMIN - CITY TOURS AND MATCHING OUTFITS

city tours - the kind that you already know inside out and yet you STILL travel the area as if you were a tourist

that’s exactly how it is with changmin: you know him inside out, after being friends for so long, but it never gets old

you’re used to him biting your hand out of nowhere and yet it startles you all the time. that stupid chucky doll in his living room? old, but it never fails to scare you

he doesn’t ever talk about it that much, but he loves it when you co-ordinate outfits

no, it doesn’t mean you wear couple tees, but it’s aesthetically pleasing to changmin that if he wears cool tones, you would too

he’d be reserved about his thoughts and feelings sometimes but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t think or feel them

there’s a strange sense of familiarity with changmin, because you kind of know what to expect but then you’re never disappointed, you know?

“i got you this white pigeon cause it looks like the one i already got... you can give it back to me if you don’t like it though-” /he takes it before you can accept it/

HAKNYEON - STAND UP COMEDY SHOWS AND RUNNING ALONG THE BEACH

there’s something about ju that makes it very casual and easy-going

he hates horror genred themes so fuck that, he would queue online just for the latest ali wong comedy show, even if it’s an online show, and he would laugh until he cried

sometimes he’s a drama queen but that makes it alot easier for you to know what he’s thinking or feeling - it makes communication alot easier

that means a lack of arguments

he’s also very empathetic but straightforward, exactly like how comedy shows are - because they are relatable, they are funny because they bring out the irony and sarcasm and all the dumb things in life that people are sometimes afraid of talking about and hak just says whatever he wants to say, even if he knows it might be hurtful or upsetting

he prioritises truth and honesty over anything else

it makes you a better person, honestly

beach walks - very calming, very liberating. he lets you yell and scream and kick sand back into the water because you can, and he does it with you

tries to teach you how to skip rocks but you suck and you can’t so he just pulls you away from the pile of rocks you amassed

“flick your wrist like that, not like you’re meowing!”

SUNWOO - SOCCER FRIENDLIES AND STUDIO SESSIONS

he will NOT go easy on you in a friendly match: you might be one of the fastest players of the female team but he’s ruthless in his ball-stealing, so even if you were fast enough to keep the ball out of his reach, he’d still be able to snatch it right out between your feet

very, very competitive and does not like to lose

you would always play the ‘ladies first’ card but then he’d throw the ‘feminism’ card back at you

sometimes you act more like siblings than anything else

the only time when he isn’t fuming with competition is if you’re injured because he accidentally tackled you - he’ll gracefully give himself a yellow card before absolutely trashing you in the next match

has one foot into the production game recently - likes to play with the beat board and mixing tunes, and since you’ve had your hand in doing music remixes for a deejay job before, you’re there to identify which songs have the same bass line or beat counts for easier mixing

would make you a playlist of remixes but wouldn’t admit that he spent a whole day in the studio without you just so it would be a surprise

a soft boy stuck in the wraps of an egoistic man

“a day? please. i illegally downloaded half these remixes off the internet cause i’d think you’re too internet-dumb to find them.”

ERIC - BAKING AND SKATEBOARDING

full of impromptu, casual ideas to hang out

baking is a fucking mess - why did he suggest it when he doesn’t even have the right ingredients?

wanted to replace eggs with water - like ok thats supposedly healthier, but why????????????

he likes cleaning so that was the only fucking bonus in baking - had to call his mom for help halfway through because the cookies looked more like goop than playdough

gave up in the end and he repaid his debt by helping clean your kitchen

tried to teach you how to skateboard, but he ended up falling off his own in the process and now he’s got a grazed knee

the kind of person you’d have so much chaotic fun with, he’s that friend your mom told you to NOT hang out with that much if not you’d get run down by a car

has the most fucking random pieces of clothing in his wardrobe, like where did he even get that pink coat from?

“no you have to do this and like lift up your leg and then kinda rest your weight on it before flicking your ankle and like- whOA- OH OW OHNO OHOHOH OW”

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prettylittlebutterflie · 3 years ago

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It All Started With A Break

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31840603

Okay, so I have fallen down the rabbit hole known as MariBat and I just can't stop all the ideas I have because of this and decided that enough is enough and I am doing it.

This is my very first fanfic - or any fic actually - but I hope you guys like it and be WARNED that some of you may find some part of this story that's similar with another and that may've been because I really liked the idea when I read it and wanna have a kinda similar thing here and the same goes with some trope of this fanfic in the future, but I'll do my best to keep it unique. I am also new to the DCU, but I'm doing research and planning to binge watch stuff and if you could please help this poor soul find a way to navigate and somehow get an idea on how that universe work (especially abt the batfam), I'll be forever grateful to thy savior.

This fic is canon until S4 Ep 1&2 (Truth & Lie) of MLU and as for the rest, I'll let you guys know.

So yeah, that's all. Enjoy and hope you guys like it. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

P.S. Sorry I kinda ranted, this is my first time actually posting smth so bear with me people

SYNOPSIS

It’s been four years ever since Hawkmoth, who now goes by the name Shadow Moth, began his reign of terror in Paris. Four years worth of akumas that have brought pain and suffering. Four years of no rest in controlling their emotions, afraid of what may come if they were controlled.

After four long years, the Miraculous Team can finally see a ray of light. Everything they have sacrificed for that one goal they all share is finally going to be repaid… Not.

Locating Hawkmoth was easier said than done, and the frustration is finally getting to them. With that, it was decided that they need a break from their hero lives — ok, maybe not. After all, Shadow Moth is proving himself to be a workaholic (like dude, don’t you have anything better to do than destroy everyone’s schedule?) — but anyways, it was clear. THEY. NEED. A. BREAK. Away from Paris. Away from Hawkmoth. Away from the frickin akumas.

So yeah, that’s how it was decided (more like forced) that they are going to America to relax, let loose, and have some fun. After all, who knows, maybe a break is all they need to get things to start getting better — or worse.

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PROLOGUE

“Alright. So, we are going to take a break—”

“For two months.”

“For two months. And because it’s supposed to be a break, that means—”

“No thinking of anything Moth related.”

“No thinking of anything Moth rela— Moth related?”

“You know, Hawkmoth, Red Moth, Shadow Moth, those Moths.”

“Right. Moths. Aside from Moths, it also means—’

“No thinking of akumas.”

“No thinking of akumas. For this entire break, we’re not going to think about—”

“Anything Miraculous related.”

“Anything Miraculous related. Alya, do you really need to do that every time I’m about to say it?”

“It’s because she knows you. We know you. It’s ridiculous, utterly ridiculous, how you always promise not to worry about something, especially anything Miraculous related, just to break it the moment anything related to it comes up. So, yes. She needs to say it and repeat it as much as possible for it to go through that head of yours.”

“Guys, I swear, I’m really going to follow through with this plan. I did agree that we need to unwind ourselves since we’re getting way too stressed and that won’t help us focus on our job.”

“Only after we bugged you about it. Get it? Bugged. Pfft—”

“Hey! Puns are my thing. And you shouldn’t be saying it like that. You’re making it ape-solutely obvious and that makes it not punny anymore”

“Dude, do you really have to do that? That’s so not paw-some. Pfft—”

“All puns aside, it is true that we had to convince you, Mari-hime, to agree on taking a break. Although I rarely take a break from fencing, my Mother and I are aware of the importance of having one and may I also remind you that you were the one who taught us that.”

“And that’s why I told you guys to go have one.”

“But you plus the kitty are the ones who need it the most. Remember what future-me said? About you two always leading us and how she— or rather I am the last one called upon? That means you guys are always gonna work while the rest of us may or may not be needed in some fights.”

“There is a 97.6% probability of you two showing up in fights.”

“Because we have to. It’s our responsibility as the one leading our team.”

“M’lady’s right. Besides, there were only the two of us in the beginning and with all the akumas, we just got used to it.”

“But that doesn’t mean you don’t need to rest. The music I’m hearing from both of you is filled with the stress you guys have and it doesn’t sound nice. Maybe you two unwinding will help make it more beautiful and even more powerful than before.”

“Fine. We’re all taking a break—”

“Especially you and Adrien.”

“Especially Adrien and I, for a month. Now, does anyone have any ideas on how we're gonna do that?”

“Ooh! Me, me! I have a competition coming up this summer break so I can’t really go anywhere too far since I have some training to do.”

“I’m sticking with the ape. Gotta keep an eye on him if I don’t want him messing up with the timeline. Plus, it’ll be pretty fun beating him up every time he asks for a challenge.”

“Hey!”

“The same goes for me. Someone has to make sure the correct time is recorded with not a single millisecond of it missed. Kwami knows how many times he messes it up whenever he does the recording himself.”

“Okay. So Kim, Alix, and Max will be staying in Paris. Are you guys sure that you’ll be able to take a break even if you’re in the city?”

“Yeah, we're fine. And I am totally beating you next time, little bunny.”

“Whatever. There’s nothing wrong with dreaming, y’know.”

“Anything else?”

“Oh, I have an internship in America this coming summer. The one at the Daily Planet. I just got the email and I was finally given an invite!”

“Really? Cool! Told you you’ll get it, babe!”

“Yeah! That’s really awesome, Alya! So I’m assuming you'll be accepting that?”

“You got it, girl! I mean, this is the Daily Planet we’re talkin’ about. I’ll learn so much about writing and journalism there, I’ve just got to take it.”

“So Alya’s going to America. Anyone else with plans outside of the country?”

“There will be an upcoming world-class fencing competition this summer and Mother and I have discussed my participation in it. It will be held in the States as well, specifically Gotham, two weeks before the end of the summer break. Maybe you should participate in it as well, Adrien. That way, you’ll have an excuse for your father to leave the country. I’m sure Mother will be happy to convince him as well to let you participate in it. That way, at the very least, I’ll have someone I know who’ll be an actual challenge.”

“Really? That actually sounds great! I’m sure Father would agree if your mother’s the one who suggested it. Thanks Kagami!”

“Okay. Kagami and hopefully Adrien will have a fencing competition in America too.”

“My Dad is having a tour in America right now. He’ll be having the last one at Metropolis during the summer break. He actually wants me to go with him, but I declined. It’ll be great if we all could go there and see it.”

“Dude, that’s so cool! Maybe you’ll even get to perform with your dad on stage. You did make that song with him that reached the record chart’s top. I’ve even made a playlist based on it.”

“Okay then, that makes Alya, Kagami, Adrien, and Luka going to the States. Chloe, do you also have plans to go there this summer? Maman said your mother was thinking of inviting you to be one of the models in an upcoming fashion show there.”

“She did mention something like that, but I wasn’t really paying attention to details once I found out that it’ll be outside of Paris. I’ll discuss it with her again then I can have my much needed vacation in the States.”

“So now that makes five of you going to America. Nino?”

“Well, I don’t really have any plans this summer. Just chill out and relax, y’know, make some playlist, listen to some music.”

“Ooh! How about you come with us, babe? That’ll be so cool and not all of us will be doing something most of the time while we’re there. You can just chill and relax there and maybe you could even study the kind of music they listen to and make a playlist out of it.”

“I would love to go, but I don’t think I really got the money for it. ‘Sides, my parents might not allow me to go out of the country.”

“You’re already 18 and if your parents ever say no, just tell them that you want to really relax, without keeping your emotions in check and have the freedom to let it out. I’m sure they’ll understand and unlike my Father, they actually listen to you.”

“As for the money, I have some savings and if you want I can lend you some-”

“But-”

“Lend. I’m not just giving it to you. You will have to pay me back, alright? And if you try to say no again, I’m going to insist that you don’t pay me anymore.”

“You sure? You're the best! Thanks, Minette.”

“No problem. So now that makes six of them—”

“Seven.”

“What?”

“Seven. We’re including you.”

“Me? But Alya, I already got plans this summer.”

“Plans? What plans?”

“I was planning on working on my commissions this summer an— Guys, can you all stop rolling your eyes on me and no, Chloe. I don’t need you doing it again.”

“Girl! We all agreed that we’re going to take a break this summer. How does doing your commissions sound like a break to you?”

“You all got your own thing to do this summer and mine just happens to be those. Also, the break was for anything Miraculous related. My commissions don't exactly fall under that.”

“Nope. We actually all agreed that for you, commissions should be added to the list of things you get to take a break from.”

“Adrien! I thought you’re supposed to be my partner? So much for the two of us against the world.”

“He is still your partner alright. But also, as someone who truly cares about you, he decided that you really needed a break. And besides girl, this could be your chance!”

“Chance? What chance?”

“Your pen pal! Doesn’t he live in Gotham? You could go and finally meet him. Who knows? Maybe something might happen.”

“Ooh, he’s from there? That’s awesome! You should totally go meet him. Maybe you could even go on a date or two-”

“A date?! Kim, he’s just a frie-”

“You stop right there, Dupain-Cheng! It’s ridiculous, utterly ridiculous! All of us already had enough with Adrikins always calling you ‘just a friend’ when it’s pretty obvious how totally untrue that statement was. We don’t need you ending up just like him, thank you very much.”

“But he really is-”

“Yeah right. If he really is just a friend, then why do you guys stay up all night talking to each other? You always immediately check your phone whenever a notif comes up and you smile like a love-sick fool whenever you read his messages for you. And don’t get me started on the way you gush about him non-stop.”

“There is something beautiful in your music whenever you talk or even think about him.”

“Your smiles are much brighter compared to before the two of you got to know each other.”

“Markov and I also have a record of your heartbeat and we have observed your heart beating faster whenever we talk about this certain topic.”

“And it's been more than a year since you two have become pen pals. The two of you are now so close that it’s a wonder why you guys still haven’t video-called each other just because you insist for your first time seeing each other to be in person.”

“I think it’s rather romantic. They’ll look into each other’s eyes for the first time then BAM! They’re finally together. But I still plan on giving him a shovel talk the first chance I get. Can’t have him break my twin’s heart without him knowing I have the god of destruction on my side.”

“What do you mean shovel talk- I mean, what even gives you the idea that he thinks of me that way for you guys to assume that we’ll end up in… in that kind of relationship?”

“He’d be an idiot if he still hasn’t fallen in love with you.”

“Literally almost everyone I know had a crush on you or have you forgotten already that my boyfriend’s one of those people?”

“I know for a fact that that’s true since I’ve already admitted that one of my reasons why I began bullying you back then was because I had a crush on you.”

“I must admit, I think I also had the same feeling towards you at the beginning of our friendship until I really got to know Luka and you helped us get together.”

“Oh! There’s also that. Do you actually know just how many people you’ve helped get together, buginette? Alya’s even written an article about it at the Ladyblog of how you are also known as Paris’s own cupid and how all of the couples you’ve paired ended up living a happy life together.”

“Everyone’s been saying how Ladybug’s the next best person they can go to if they ever want to find love after Andre.”

“And yet every time you try to pair yourself with someone, the magic just doesn’t seem to work.”

“So we all decided that we’ll be Ladybug’s cupid and pair her up with the boy she just can’t seem to get off of her head.”

“Now, you coming or what? I won’t be taking the money you’ll be lending me if you say no. I’m only going with these dudes if you also come or else I’ll just end up getting bored when there’s no one who can go around the city with me.”

“...”

“““...”””

“Fine. You guys win—”

“““YES!”””

“So here’s the final plan for the break. Kim, Alix, and Max will be staying in Paris for Kim’s competition, while the rest of us will be going to America doing our own stuff—”

“With you finally meeting your pen pal.”

“Yes. Alright. I’ll go and meet my pen pal. And during the break, no thinking about anything miraculous related. If ever there’s an akuma, only those who’ll be needed will go. Max will bring us to the akuma’s location and if there is anything going on that we can’t be excused of or if the fight goes longer than expected, Alix will bring us back in time making it look like we just went to the toilets, the usuals. Any questions?”

“““Non.”””

“Good. Operation: Taking a Break is good to go.”

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Yay! Finally got to post it. So comments? What do you guys think and who do you think who is saying what? I know there will be new holders in S4, but I decided I’ll either make them a temp or they still don’t know the other’s identities bc of stuff, so yeah. Still thinking abt it. Adios (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31840603

#first post #maribat #marinette x damian #damian x marinette #maridami #marinette dupen chang #damian wayne #batfam #batfamily #team miraculous #miraculous team #ml x dc #miraculous ladybug

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advernia · 5 years ago

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the world in her heart, her heart in his hands

assorted sidenotes for the fic i made in response to an anon-sent aesthetic prompt! oooh boy, i sure took long on this one lmao...... _(:3 」∠)_

prompt #7: steady notes coming from a guitar nearby, fireflies dancing around the clearing, two sleeping bags close together, and a bright full moon briefly covered by a cloud.

so the core idea i had when i saw that prompt got requested was based on jonah’s say i do! route: he says that one day, he wanted to go to the land of reason + see the place alice was born and raised. tbh idk how the prompt even led me to that, but the imagery vibes i got from the prompt hinted of something like freedom. or something like lovers secretly meeting in the woods, which i sort of went by.

OKAY SO I SWEAR I FINISHED WRITING THE PROMPT (day zero!!!) EARLY (by my standards) LMAO.............. like, maybe a week after i got the ask or so? but then when i went about proofreading it i felt that it was... lacking??? i can’t explain it myself, but i didn’t wanna post it yet until i got that feeling cleared out - i tried revising + adding, but it didn’t help so i just started thinking about expanding the fic instead...

thinking about the scenes really took longer than i thought?!?!?! i wanted this request up early but i was stumped on what kind of scenes i wanted to see + how their lengths were gonna be.... plus i was thinking if i should go solely on narration + description........ or maybe more of dialogue...... then i jumped to holy shit what’s my timeline gonna be what cultural whatnot am i gonna emphasize and i think i fussed over those aspects rather than picturing the actual scenes LMAOOO.......................

great disclaimer: i have NEVER stepped into the uk..... or england + london for that matter ahahaha GET REKT tho i want to someday huehuehue....... i heavily relied my research on maps + history websites + train timetables to help me get through the touring parts so do forgive me if i messed up somewhere + butchered history haha..... i was thinking to make things vague, but since i’m always in for emphasizing the differences between cradle + land of reason, i decided to get a little technical with it......

i have to admit that i wrote most of the fic during breaks in work hELLA RAD........... i’m doing my job properly, i swear........ it’s just that when i already have a stable idea of what i want to happen, the scene becomes clearer in my mind. i wanted so! badly! to add scenes of jonah pronouncing words and looking at various things funny!!! jonah and his attempts to communicate with londoners!!! fussy jonah poking around a boutique, him being fascinated + studying displays of gun shops, or him accidentally offending the royal guard + constables LMAOOOOO but i couldn’t seem to write anything satisfactory involving those ideas........... ಥ_ಥ

back to the issue of timeline, i was picturing the london in this fic to be around the 1860s or smth.... but then i remembered that in edgar’s dramatic end letter, he mentions his fascination with electricity aka lightbulbs......... which were, like...... discovered early 1800s but only became common in 1882 ahahaha....... when i realized this i was already writing day 18 oOOPS so i just decided to go on and wing it I’M SORRY _(:3 」∠)_

on timeframe, i know that it’s very highly unlikely that jonah would take a vacation for two months. i bet the mere concept of a one-month vacation is enough to give him a heart attack LMAOOOO but let’s just say that red army told him to take his time in the land of reason, especially when they learn that jonah plans to formally meet alice’s parents. when he hears about this, lancelot tosses in the suggestion of proposing to alice while they’re in the land of reason, so that jonah can tell her parents about that too. jonah thinks it’s a fantastic idea..... so he decides to accept hot damn, a two month vacation!

whole route & lengths of stay (points streaked with red are mentioned within the fic minus nottingham whoops sorry):

london [16 days bc IT’S A BIG CITY LMAO (day 30 - 14). rides a morning train going to bristol on the 14th, arrives there midday.]

bristol [5 days (day 14 - 9). leaves bristol on the morning of the 9th to walk all the way to glastonbury, arrives there come late afternoon / evening.]

glastonbury [4 days (day 9 - 5). leaves midday of the 5th to walk their way to alice’s village, arrives there around sunset.]

alice’s village / ‘actual wonderland’ lmao [5 days (day 5 - 0). located somewhere in between bridgwater, taunton, and glastonbury. month 1 of vacation has ended.]

day log commentary!

thirty. arrival in the land of reason through falling - routes where alice does go back don’t feature her falling down london’s sky, so maybe she’s just... spit out from the hole????? idk haha so i altered it anyway!!!!! the landing scene was initially like this: jonah lands first, he catches alice in his arms, they banter a bit....... and then they suddenly remember the suitcase only for said object to fall right on jonah’s head LMAOOO....... it’s a cradle magical object that looks like a regular suitcase but will always be as light as a feather despite it’s contents + it has GREAT CAPACITY so jonah is actually okay!!!!!! i decided to scrap that scene concept though haha!

twenty-nine. does the hole to the land of reason only open around midnight or smth???? i’m sure it doesn’t, but i went with jonah + alice leaving cradle minutes before twelve o’clock, so when they arrive in london jonah gets to see the big ben signal midnight. is that planned on alice’s part? maybe. on another note, i’m assuming that a high-ranking officer + noble like jonah is definitely used to traveling to other countries so he’s definitely not one for homesickness, but i like the thought of him always feeling all sorts of uncomfortable on his first nights away from home - he doesn’t make a big deal about it bc he gets better three days in or so. idk, it just seems fitting for someone very particular like him.

twenty-seven. if luka’s hair is fucking dyed, my god (no wonder i found those light ends of his hair sorta funny), then here’s jonah excuse to adapt another hair color with the help of magic crystals LMAO - i always stick with a reality ensues standpoint, so his ikeman looks aside, i’m sure londoners would find jonah’s hair color (heck, maybe even his eye color) very unique. alice can’t deal with all that sudden attention lol but she somewhat proud that the man who has effortlessly captured the attention of the people of her world too is the man she proudly calls her lover ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

twenty-three. now that i think of it, what exactly does cradle mean when they say the land of reason? are they simply referring to the city of london, or earth as a whole??? most likely the latter, but i’m pretty sure no one except blanc (and possibly ray bc that globe in his room lol) know exactly how large the land of reason is. anyway, not gonna lie, i wanted jonah + alice talking about novels by maybe the likes of charles dickens, thomas hardy, george eliot or h.g. wells. heck, maybe jane austen and charlotte bronte too!!!! but i had to scrap that bc gaps in understanding cultural & historical references + use of language, figurative and non-figurative.... it’s a shame about the last two though - i’m sure jonah can somehow probably relate to the society depicted in their books since the red territory sounds like your typical breeding place of victorian era nobles lmao!!!!

eighteen. sometimes when people learn / gain a deeper understanding about new things, they have the urge to brag about said knowledge to others - of course jonah wants to show alice what he knows about her world so far haha! calling a train a mechanical beast tho lmao..... he refers to it that way, but i think it’s his target of fascination in london!!! noise and possibly environmental issues aside, it’s very convenient + efficient and can cater to all, but what he finds most impressive that it’s a man-made locomotive!!! that’s something worth incredible praise!!! ( ᐛ )و

fourteen. actual train ride!!! hmmm.... i think jonah only panics maybe a good thirty minutes in when the train starts moving??? alice tries to calm him down by pointing at the passing scenery out the window + idle chatter until jonah finally relaxes himself.... but then he starts to panic slightly again when alice suggests that they look around the train and he’s like: is that even remotely safe??? what about our baggages, can we leave them unattended??? hey, i saw you snicker - how dare you laugh at me!!!

nine. according to google, an estimate of a walk starting from bristol going to glastonbury is 8h 25min. that’s for the present time though - would’ve it been shorter or longer in the past??? idk, but definitely one’s pace during the walk affects the total time, lol. since railroads only started out around 1830s + i made alice a village girl, walking really is her way to go. pedestrianism was still a thing around the 19th century!!! her stamina in other routes tho lol (ﾟ⊿ﾟ)

six. here’s my self-indulgent thing of wanting to add a dance scene, pt. 1 LMAOOOO - the steps in the scene aren’t really from a certain folk dance in england, much less from glastonbury itself... i did look up on england folk dances, but i couldn’t pick one that i wanted to incorporate into the scene so i went with describing some random steps on the top of my head _(:3 」∠)_ ..... maybe someday, i’ll write a proper one..... on another note though, i suppose jonah can adapt quickly to folk dances, but he may come off a bit stiff at first in line / column dances where there’s the switch of partners??? i mean, there are formal 19th century dances that have that same concept, but.... the finesse + personal boundaries are all there lmao - he’s not against the casual intimacy + show of obvious joy in folk + common dances though, it’s just more of that he’s not used to the informality of it all, i think.

five. plot twist: alice does lead jonah to her home, the cottage on a hill like she always described, but what he doesn’t expect is when she solemnly says that she’d introduce him to her parents she leads him to the back of the hill and in the foot of the hill he finds himself staring at her parents’ gravestones as she’s smiling sadly with a bouquet of flowers in her hand OH WAIT WRONG GENRE WASN’T THIS SUPPOSED TO BE FLUFF LMAO - kidding aside, i do hope cybird catches onto the idea of a story event of chosen suitor going to the land of reason with alice to meet her parents or smth!!! they did do a travel event in the jp ver, after all.... but i’m not keeping my hopes up haha....... _(:3 」∠)_

zero. self-indulgent thing of wanting to add a dance scene, pt. 2 - tho it’s in the latter part along with the prompt lmao!!! hmmm, i’m pretty satisfied with how this one turned out tho i had a little problem arranging the first half - the rest i relatively left untouched even after i added the rest of the days to the fic. hopefully, does well as a nice end to the fic itself..... tbh, the thought of summer dress alice + casual shirt & pants jonah both barefoot & running around like children in moonlit woods (don’t do this in real life folks) made me smile a lot. give me more soft-and-not-so-tooth-rotting-fluff scenes, cybird

also!!! since the prompt involved a guitar, i had a certain track on repeat lmao - you can listen to it here, and it’s the second to the last track titled umibe ni yurete (swaying in the beach)! (ノ^∇^)

and that’s all that i’ve got today!!! thank you very much for reading + hope you’re staying safe & well wherever you are!!!!（｡≧◇≦）ﾉ

#rundown.txt #u know what else took me so long to decide on this fic #a title + summary LMAOOOO #i wanted the title to be something related to the prompt but.... so much for that orz #i usually have no problems making them up but #why was this a struGGLE LOLOL

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goldenhour-goldenboy · 5 years ago

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touch starved reunion between Will and his s/o? i'm feeling very soft tonight

okay listen, hear me out for a moment bc I need a sec to explain the setting

bc what if, WHAT IF, it’s not your normal “Oh, my boyfriend’s back from his tour/mission and we’ve been together f o r e v e r” but you’re both enrolled and placed at the same base camp but in different teams (don’t ask me if that’s realistic, this is how it works in my head) so Will and the guys rolled out for a mission while you stayed back and prepared with your own team for smth that’s been scheduled in a week or so but all you can think about is Will and if he’s okay and if everything’s according to plan but of course no one’s telling you anything, and it’s not like you can just go to your commanding officer and ask him bc uh, that’s not how it works, duh? like there are rules that forbid you from starting a inappropriate work relationships with another sergeant/mate and you and Will both knew that but still you ended up talking to one another constantly. and grew closer and closer and apart from Ben you’re one of the few people in camp that get him and you spent countless nights sneaking away from the tents and meeting at the trucks and sit on the back of one of them and just gazed at the stars that seemed so much brighter out here than in the city and it was just so nice to be with someone away from the noise and the loud banter and being surrounded by people constantly, even though now you’re surrounded by parked cars and storage stuff. And it’s your little hiding spot where you grew closer and closer but now, ever since Will’s been on mission, you’re left alone on the back of the truck and it just feels cold and empty without him and oh god, you’re worrying so much and you get all those thoughts that help nobody, how you should’ve told him how you felt and how you wanted to kiss him so bad the night before he got sent off and you remember that you kept glancing at his lips but you were too damn shy and now you regret it bc you might never see him again and before you know it you’re crying bc the thought of Will getting injured is the only thing repeating in your head, and the night is just so cold without him …

And it takes another 2 full days until they all get back and the whole camp just stops and watches as those five men crawl out of the helicopter and you hold your breath so tight it feels like your chest might burst, only being able to breath out once you see Will, roughed up and muddy and scratches peeking through his torn shirt but in one piece and walking. And as he passes you, you both make eye contact and you fear your knees might give out and it takes every last ounce of strength left in you for you not to run up to him and throw your arms around him. Bc he’s Will, he’s still got his emotions tightly cramped inside and all his feelings down to a T and he’s so good at keeping everyone out of his head but just in that moment you spot a crack in the wall and the glimpse you see behind it absolutely shatters your heart. And Will’s eyes just look so tired and he’s saying a thousand things and not a single thing at once with this one look he gives you and just like that the group has passed you by and as soon as they round the corner you excuse yourself from the tent and stumble over to Will’s small container home, where the door’s already only slightly closed - and you know him, Will’d never leave the door unlocked, even after a mission. So you carefully open it, peaking inside and Will’s changing out of the gear, looking up as you step inside, looking at you with such exhaustion that you feel your own heart skipping a beat. And there’s nothing you two say in that moment, really, as you close the door slowly and step closer to him, taking off the last bit of gear and placing it on the desk before lifting your hands again and slowly unbuttoning his shirt. And it’s not even in a sexual way, it’s more like as if you’re saying “I got his, I got you, here, let me take care of you” and Will’s watching you through his eye lashes, head lowered slightly and you’re so close you can feel his breath on your cheek, both of your heads nearly touching. And once the shirt - or what’s left of it - slides off his shoulder you have to gulp, spotting all the bruises and scratches and torn skin on his upper body, only the bigger ones being patched up and now you’re scared to even touch him bc you think the slightest contact must hurt so bad but Will spots the hesitation immediately and now it’s his turn to show you ‘no, this is okay, i don’t want you that far away, I need you closer’ and he takes one of your hands and places it on his chest, leaving his own hand pressed over yours, squeezing your fingers slightly and this is when you look up and your eyes meet. And both of you practically move in sync, wrapping your arms around each other and holding you so tightly, Will cradling the back of your head in his hands bc he as well thought he might never see you again and there was so much unfinished business between the two of you and now he finally gets to hold you in his arms and it feels like the first honest hug you two share bc even without saying it out loud both of you just know what the other one is feeling

omg I got waaay too carried away and I don’t even know if this is what you wanted in the first place, I’m so sorry, please let me know if this was okay omg omg

#this is the longest blurb ever #omg #i thought about writing it properly halfway through #maybe i should do it #omg omg #i love this so much wtf #I DON'T KNOW #william miller #triple frontier #william ironhead miller #come talk to me about william

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theniceprincess-tnp-reboot · 5 years ago

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Do you think the MT's city is like a school trip destination or smth? Like when students go abroad but instead they go to an ancient city where they learn history about their god. What if they come & MT's just there like "Oh! We dont get many visitors, welcome!" While the teachers are pale AF as they didnt realise that he's back so this is kinda awkward.. MT just gives them a tour, educates them on the past, answers their questions & even let's them stay for a couple of days. Good dad & god.

IOGIWIHGOEIHOIG YES

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chardonnay-sin-blog · 5 years ago

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Another "what if": what if Raven was anxious because of something, and Raja had to find a way to make her relax and calm down, like a massage.. or smth else too? 😏

Ooh this was a fun one! Sorry it took so long anon, life is always busy.

WARNING: lots of smut below the cut.

Sutan was sitting in the living room of his West Hollywood apartment, lightly engaged in an old documentary on TV while he was sewing a garment for one of his upcoming shows when he heard the door slam suddenly. He practically jumped out of his skin thinking that some idiot had managed to break in before he remembered that David had texted him earlier in the evening asking if he could come over for a drink. Sutan was never one to turn down a beverage, especially so late at night, and even over the phone David sounded like he needed to unwind a little as emphasized by the careless closing of the front door. Sutan turned the volume down on the television and yelled to let David know he was in the living room. He heard David’s footsteps heavy on the hardwood before he flopped down on the couch beside him. Sutan glanced to the side for a moment as he finished up the stitch he was working on, and he saw David laying with his back against the couch, head pointed towards the ceiling with his eyes closed. He looked stressed as hell.

“Are we mad at someone tonight?” Sutan inquired casually as he continued to sew, unsure of what he was in for tonight. With David you could get very different sides, sometimes a very explosive rant and others just a quiet but boiling recollection.

“No.” David answered but didn’t open his eyes. “Just a bad day.”

Sutan smiled slightly. So he was getting whiny David tonight, always so dramatic about everything. “I’m sorry love, tell me what happened.”

“Ugh, can I get a drink first?”

“Yeah. I’ve got a bottle of wine in the fridge, or there’s some Jack in the cupboard. Bring it over.”

David rolled his eyes at Sutan making him get his own drinks. Clearly they were comfortable enough that Sutan didn’t feel the need to play host when he was around. He got up of the couch and went straight to the cupboard, this was a whisky kind of night. David grabbed two glasses even though they would probably end up just drinking it out of the bottle, and came back to sit on the couch as Sutan finally put his sewing away.

“So, tell me the t. What’s got your panties in a bunch?” Sutan asked as he poured them each a drink, always that tiny bit of sarcasm in their interactions.

“Well, I got an earful from my manager today, literally right as soon as I woke up!”

“And what time was that at? 2pm?”

David hit him hard in the arm with a small smile. “No bitch, I actually get up during the daytime unlike you. Now shut up and let me rant.”

Sutan smiled over his glass of whisky as David launched into a story about turning down a tour his manager was trying to organize for him. David had never really been much of the travelling type. Unlike Sutan who’s dream was to travel the world and show off his talents, he much preferred to stay in and around California and perform locally where he could remain in the comfort of his own home (or on occasion Sutan’s apartment).

“I don’t want to be stuck on a tour bus for weeks with 4 other drag queens. I think I would probably lose my mind having to spend that much time with other people and have zero privacy.”

“Awe touring life isn’t that bad. When I was out with Adam we had a great time just drinking the nights away and partying it up in different cities every night.”

“Yeah but you liked them…” David countered, making Sutan laugh. He definitely wasn’t a people person. “I don’t know, I’m just not interested. But then my manager is yelling at me for ‘wasting opportunities’ and telling me they won’t be around forever, like bitch I don’t give a fuck! I’ll perform at Micky’s for the rest of my life if that’s what I wanna do.”

Sutan nodded as he sipped his drink “hey it’s your life, you should do what you want.

“Exactly, thank you!” David huffed and finished his own drink. “And then my mom called me to come have lunch with her and her new boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend? Damn, get it mama Petruschin.”

“Ew, please.” David looked disgusted at the thought.

“What? You don’t like him?”

“I don’t know, he just gives me a bad vibe. He’s like, super fucking religious.”

“So? Isn’t your mom too?”

“Yeah, but she’s still like cool y’know?” David answered while he poured himself another. “She isn’t some right-wing nutcase who hates people.”

“Is this guy like that?”

“I don’t know, I’ve only met him once! I just get a bad vibe.”

Sutan shook his head and laughed as he held out his drink for David to pour him more whisky as well. Once again David was making things more overdramatic than they needed to be. They sat on the couch a little while longer, David continuing to rant about everything that was going wrong in his life while Sutan occasionally poked fun at his theatrics. Eventually they just abandoned the glasses completely and began passing the bottle between them, feeling a slight buzz from the warm brown liquid. David was already feeling so much more relaxed, Sutan always had such a calming effect on him whenever they were together, like it was almost impossible to stay angry in his presence. They had such an easy rapport, and David always found himself laughing at something even when they were complaining to one another. He also couldn’t help but notice Sutan slowly inching closer with every pass of the bottle, and the casual touching of his knees and thighs as the liquor continued to flow freely.

“Ugh, and you know what else has been just getting on my nerves lately?” David started as he put the bottle of Jack Daniels back of the table in front of them. “Some of these fucking queens that think they-“

David stopped abruptly when he felt Sutan’s lips on his, grabbing onto either side of his face and pulling away slightly from the unexpected kiss with a soft smile.

“Is this your way of telling me to shut up?”

Sutan smiled back as he grabbed David’s hands, bringing them down between them. “No. Well maybe a little…but you just seem so stressed out.” Sutan was definitely feeling a bit of a buzz as he moved even closer and continued to kiss David’s jaw and ear, his hands leaning on David’s thighs. “I just wanted to help you relax a little. Isn’t that why you called earlier?”

David closed his eyes at the feeling of Sutan’s mouth so delicate against his skin. For a second he couldn’t find any words to answer, momentarily lost in the sudden haze of affection before coming back to his senses.

“I only texted you saying I needed a drink. I didn’t ask for anything more than that.”

Sutan pulled back in front of David’s face, their noses brushing against each other as he smiled and breathed into David’s slightly parted lips.

“You didn’t have to.”

This time their kiss was deeper, with David now expecting it he buried his hands in Sutan’s short hair, pulling him closer as he felt Sutan’s tongue in his mouth. Sutan groaned softly at the unusual display of force, and he crawled slightly overtop of David to maintain at least some control over him. He could practically feel the need pouring out of David as they made out on the couch, constantly touching Sutan’s face and chest and tugging on his hair. At one point David even grabbed Sutan’s hand and slipped it under his own shirt, seemingly desperate for more. He wasn’t used to seeing David like this, almost dominant in their interactions, but Sutan wasn’t about to give in so easily and decidedly pulled away, standing up off of the couch.

“Come on” he reached out and took David’s hand “I have this new stuff I bought that’s so good for your muscles. It heats up on contact and it smells amazing too.”

“Ooh, I’ve always wanted a happy ending massage.”

“Excuse you, I will be the one deciding what kind of ending your massage will have.” Sutan was trying his hardest to keep his usual composure and control, but David couldn’t help the knowing smile spreading across his face. He knew first-hand that Sutan would never be able to resist his naked, oiled up body in his bed.……………………………………………………………………………………………

After Sutan had instructed David to remove all of his clothes, attempting to play the role of masseuse, David laid face down on the bed covered in soft, fluffy towels and rested his head on one of Sutan’s hand-stitched pillows. Sutan was fully committing to this fantasy, dimming the lights in his room, spraying chamomile aromatherapy scents around the room, lighting candles to create an ambiance. He said he wanted David to feel completely relaxed as he waited for whatever was coming next. David closed his eyes for a moment when Sutan slipped away to retrieve 2 very different kinds of lotion, relishing in this rare moment of being pampered and fussed over. He had also taken a quick puff of Sutan’s vape before getting undressed, so he was feeling especially calm and even a bit lightheaded as he rested on the bed. David peeked his eyes open as he heard Sutan rustling around back in the room and smiled while he watched him discard most of his own clothes, admiring Sutan’s lithe body wearing only his briefs. As he stood back up and began sauntering towards the bed, Sutan noticed David’s eyes on him.

“Enjoying the show?” he asked with a smug smile on his face as he crawled up into the bed.

David just smiled back in response, feeling Sutan crawl up over his back, his knees on either side of David’s hips. He felt the warmth of Sutan’s body so close to his and his breath against his cheek as Sutan leaned down overtop of David. He pressed a gentle kiss to David’s temple before speaking low in his ear.

“How are you feeling?”

“Mm, so good” David closed his eyes again when he felt Sutan run his fingers through his hair. Sutan admired David’s serenity for a second, like a satisfied cat almost purring under his touch.

“Good, I’m glad. But I promise I’m gonna make you feel even better.”

David smiled again at the thought while Sutan sat right on the dip in David’s back. He reached down for his special warming lotion and squirted some out into his hands. Sutan leaned forward slightly and pressed his hands into David’s shoulders, feeling him jump slightly at the cool sensation.

“Sorry, I know it’s a little cold at first but it’ll heat up once I start rubbing it in.”

Sutan began doing just that, rubbing the lotion completely into David’s back and shoulders. Despite seeming very relaxed, Sutan could still feel the knots and tension in David’s shoulder muscles. He leaned over, putting almost all of his weight onto David’s back which still wasn’t a lot, but despite his small frame Sutan was very skilled with his hands. Muscles developed from years of sewing made him great at finding pressure points and putting the perfect amount of force behind his massage. He started out heavy-handed, which he knew would probably cause a tiny amount of discomfort before it released into pleasure and relaxation, but Sutan knew from previous experiences that David was great at handling that type of situation. Eventually he felt the knots begin to break up and Sutan was able to lighten his touch slightly, getting more lotion and travelling lower down David’s back. Sutan wasn’t exaggerating when he said the stuff smelt amazing, the scent of it mixed with the aromatic fragrance in the air was making every touch feel even more intimate and relaxing.

Sutan intentionally took his time and pressed into every muscle rippling through David’s back and shoulders, admiring the way they felt under his soft skin. His thumbs traced circles in the small dimples in his lower back, and Sutan eventually let his fingertips distractedly trace up David’s spine, starting from his tailbone all the way up into his neck. He had completely covered David’s back, shoulders and upper arms with his warming lotion which tingled against David’s smooth skin, and now Sutan began to very gently press against some of the pressure points in his neck, every so often leaning down to kiss the most sensitive spots.

David’s eyes were closed and so heavy with relaxation, he was actually surprised he hadn’t fallen asleep. The only think keeping him awake now was the occasional feeling of Sutan’s mouth against him and the heated contact between their bare skin. David hadn’t even realized how hard he’d grown until he felt the front of Sutan’s chest against his back and heard his voice whispering in his ear.

“You feel so soft.”

David felt himself move as Sutan began to crawl down the bed, periodically pressing kisses down his spine, ending just at the bottom of the arch in his back before coming to rest between his legs on the bed. Sutan reached out and touched the back of David’s calves, giving then a gentle rub and feeling the muscles before travelling higher to the backs of his thighs. His fingertips softly brushed against the skin, running all the way down to the backs of his knees and then back up just below his cheeks. David was feeling constant shivers up his spine at Sutan’s gentle caress, and when he felt Sutan lean down and press a kiss to the inside of his thigh, David thought for sure he was going to lose it right then and there. He gasped at the feeling, and then again when he felt Sutan press another kiss even higher on his thigh, involuntarily arching his back slightly. Sutan smiled at the natural response from David’s body, admiring the way his ass was now of full display for him as he moved up a bit higher. He leaned all of his weight on one hand, the other coming up to run over the peak of David’s ass cheek and down between the crack. David made a sound as he felt Sutan’s fingers brush around his entrance and begin to massage him, his hands now gripping the towels and pillows underneath him. Sutan continued to watch, always happily entranced by the way he could make David react to his attentions.

“Doesn’t that feel good?”

David made another soft sound and nodded his head, arching back slightly into Sutan’s touch. After another moment of massaging, David felt Sutan’s left hand come up to join his right, spreading him completely before burying his face in David’s ass. His tongue circled around the entrance, teasing David with soft licks just outside his hole before running all the way up to his coccyx and back down again. David couldn’t contain his gasps and little screams at Sutan’s touch, practically begging for more as he just felt the tease around the outside but Sutan refused to give in. He continued to just delicately graze the skin around David’s hole with his tongue, torturing him until he knew David couldn’t take anymore, hearing him verbally beg Sutan to keep going. After what seemed like eternity, Sutan finally plunged his tongue as deep as he could into David, his moans echoing through the apartment at the initial sensation. Sutan was hungry and eager to keep those beautiful sounds in the air, pushing his tongue in and out of David’s hole and pausing to lick around the sensitive outside. He slipped his hands underneath both of David’s thighs, hooking his arms around his legs and pressing down into the arch in David’s back, forcing it more while he continued to work his tongue. David gasped in surprise at his new position but closed his eyes in pleasure at the feeling of Sutan’s mouth on him.

After a good 15 mins of ass eating Sutan finally released David from his grasp and let him lay collapsed on the bed in pleasure. He was unbelievably hard now but didn’t have the energy to do anything about it. David laid there quietly for a couple of minutes, letting himself regain a bit of his composure as he listened to Sutan’s laboured breathing behind him, sure that he was touching himself to prep for what was coming next. Suddenly he felt Sutan’s warm body against his back, his cock now hard as a rock and pressing against his lower back as he spoke to him.

“I hope you haven’t fallen asleep yet. I promised I’d make you feel good but I’m not done with you yet.”

David smiled but kept still with his eyes closed. “Don’t worry I’m still awake, my eyes just feel kinda heavy.”

His eyes shot open along with his mouth when he felt 2 of Sutan’s fingers suddenly push inside him.

“Sorry, was that too fast?” Sutan’s voice dripped with sarcasm but still he was very gentle, being careful not to hurt David too much as this night was meant to be relaxing.

David shook his head no, actually enjoying the sudden roughness in contrast to how unusually soft Sutan had been with him all night. He pushed back trying to fuck himself against Sutan’s fingers but his light touch let David know that he was to stay still. Sutan was still laid across David’s back as he moved his long fingers in and out, eventually inserting a third and feeling his hole stretch and contract around him, making sure David was sufficiently lubricated and ready for him. Finally he pulled his hand out and pushed himself up on all fours, positioning himself perfectly behind.

“Don’t worry about doing anything tonight babe.” Sutan said as he lowered himself down slowly and reached one hand out to stroke David’s hair. “Tonight is your night to relax, you let me do all the work. Just lay there and be good for me, okay?”

David leaned into his touch and nodded, enjoying the momentary tenderness before the inevitable sharp pain of Sutan’s dick pushing inside him that followed. That initial discomfort came with every hookup session, but a skilled top knew how to make the pain dissipate quickly. With Sutan, David never felt pain for more than that first moment. He knew exactly what to do to let David regain his self-control, he instinctively knew when to take it slow and how long to give him in order to let the pain pass and the pleasure to take over. But even still, that initial ache was always there.

“Fuck.” David cursed and gripped the pillow underneath him, hissing while he tried to think of anything but the uncomfortable intrusion in that moment. He took a deep breath and waited for Sutan to continue to move and make the pain melt into pleasure. Luckily tonight seemed especially easy as David stayed sprawled across the bed while Sutan took over completely. He moved himself slowly out, almost all the way to the point of falling out, then after checking to make sure David wasn’t hurting too much, he abruptly pushed himself all the way back in. David yelped in surprise, but as soon as he felt Sutan hit that spot they both knew he liked, he instinctively rocked back with a breathy moan. He was instantly overtaken by the subtle movements of Sutan’s hips, feeling the head of his cock rubbing back and forth over his prostate.

Sutan leaned down and kissed the side of David’s neck and the soft spot under his ear as he continued to rock his hips gently. He was trying his best to control himself and take things slow tonight, insisting that David have the relaxing night he was looking for, but as usual it was proving to be difficult not to lose control at the feeling of David’s tight pussy around him. Sutan groaned into David’s shoulder after a particularly deep stroke, the feeling of him squeezing Sutan’s cock as he slowly pulled out becoming almost too much for him to handle. David reached his left hand up to bury in Sutan’s dark hair, pulling him closer and urging him on.

“More Sutan” he pleaded. As much as he loved the special attention he was receiving, David needed a good deep fuck right now and these thrusts were just too gentle and slow for his liking.

Never one to disappoint, Sutan raised back up onto his hands and knees and began to pick up the pace. His thrusts were quick but deep, doing everything he could to make sure David was completely satisfied, and judging by the sounds escaping his throat, Sutan could tell that he was successfully achieving his goals. David had been letting Sutan do most of the heavy lifting tonight, but he also couldn’t help his inherent need to fuck back, arching to meet his hips on every thrust even while laid out on his stomach. As Sutan began to fuck him even faster, David arched his back even more, bending his knees and raising his hips higher in the air. Normally Sutan would punish him for this and make David do as he was told, but tonight was about his pleasure and the arch gave Sutan better access anyways. He let his arm slip beneath their joined bodies, wrapping around David’s lower stomach and steadying them as he increased his thrusting even more, fucking hard and fast into his backside.

“Uhhh, fuck David.” He groaned as he felt himself getting closer, trying desperately to hold off just a little longer. But it was almost like his hips had a mind of their own. Sutan let go of David’s body and leaned both hands up on the bedframe while he pushed deep and sharp into him. David’s face was still buried in the pillows while his ass was arched high in the air, and Sutan couldn’t help but admire how beautiful and submissive he looked moaning beneath him. He ran his fingers through David’s sweaty hair once more.

As he felt the pressure building in his lower stomach, Sutan let his hand run from David’s hair, down his back and circle around his front to find David’s erection, stroking it in time with his quick thrusts. He heard David scream a satisfied “yes” before Sutan lost control completely, closing his eyes and leaning forward as he shot his warm cum deep inside David with a loud groan. Even through his own orgasm, Sutan continued to kiss and suck on David’s neck as he stroked him faster, feeling him so close to the edge before watching him fall off, David’s cum squirting all over his hand and on the towels underneath them.

David breathed a sigh of relief finally being able to release all of that tension building up throughout the day, and after a moment of serenity he flopped over onto his back, watching Sutan clean the soiled towels off of the bed before coming back and snuggling in. He wrapped one arm around David’s waist while the other pushed his hair off of his forehead. No longer was he dealing with whiny David, now he just had soft and satisfied David, who he enjoyed a lot more.

“Y’know you should give massages more often, you’re really good at it.”

“Is that so?” Sutan smiled as he continued combing through David’s hair. “So you’re satisfied with what you came here for tonight?”

David just nodded his head, still in a dreamy and satiated state.

“So…does that mean you’re leaving now that you got what you came for? Or are you actually gonna stay?” Sutan was hesitant. Recently David hadn’t been staying over as much and he didn’t want to scare him away.

“Are you kidding me? That dick puts me right to sleep, I’m ready to pass the fuck out.”

Sutan looked offended “Are you calling my dick session boring?”

“No, tiring you idiot.” David laughed at him but Sutan could see that his eyelids were already heavy.

“Alright you brat, go to sleep.”

David didn’t need to be told again before he was softly snoring in Sutan’s arms.

#will i ever be able to write a short fic?#probably not #ask #prompt #my fic #please enjoy the plotless smut ;)

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wilroses · 5 years ago

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[HE/HIM & 23/AUGUST 2] Is that LUKE HEMMINGS ?! No it’s just WILLIAM "WILL" BELROSE. From our interview we have heard that the THE CAVALIER is apparently a GUITARIST/SINGER who’s been living a lavish lifestyle in NEW YORK CITY, NY with 7.3 MILLION followers! Now that they’ve signed a contact to pricelesshqs fans will be ecstatic to see them on screen. But rumor has it they are hard to deal with as they’re POSSESSIVE, MANIPULATIVE, DISINTERESTED. Fortunately for us we’ve heard they’re actually CHARMING, RESOURCEFUL, RATIONAL. Let’s see how they survive our show while they arrive in the luxurious life of pricelesshqs! (kale, 19, EST)

hi guys ur favorite vegetable back at it again. you’ve seen jess a woman of many words!!! now meet will, a man of much fewer (but that’s not saying a lot in comparison to jess)

-will was born into a pretty nice family. he has a little brother (three years younger) who will teased the HELL out of (he says it’s his right of passage). his dad worked (stockbroker) while his mom was stay-at-home. she was an absolute sweetheart, but she was also terribly naive and forgiving, as in, Will never really got punished. he’d do stuff wrong but his mom never really wanted to be mean, so he kind of lived without much consequence. even when she tried to talk to him about anything he did wrong, he could usually talk (cough manipulate cough) his way out of it. with that being said, will grew up never really thinking about consequences (dont get me wrong !! he loves his mama n will punch anyone who talks bad about her. he just.. takes advantage of her kindness :/ ). he doesn’t exactly take other people’s feelings in account for and even if he did i doubt that would ever really make him change his mind about something. ruh roh he’s selfish.

but dont ya know! people who don’t think about the consequences can be fuuuun. laws shmaws, he smokes (he’s actually pretty delightful when high!), has enough alc in his room at all times for a mini party(when he was living at his flat in LA before priceless, he was known for throwing down almost every weekend he wasnt touring), does stupid shit like stacks benches at parks bc why not, and is always willing to get out his guitar n play (and no, it will NOT be Wonderwall).

speaking of guitar, he’s in a band! he started a pop/punk/rock band (which has 5sos’s discography) n he’s the lead guitarist, has a p big hand in the songwriting process, n is sometimes a vocalist. the little group started when he was in HS with some friends, and oh! how it has grown! but he still hates their first release bc it was more pop than punk or rock (aka she looks so perfect era). (which btw i would love bandmates oop).

his dad actually taught him how to play guitar!! his dad actually was in a band when he was in highschool n that’s how he met will’s mom aww cute

he invited his dad to play guitar on stage together once during a show. cute

altho his dad is so busy n has the same indifference will does, so his dad never really cared about will’s success, n that makes will a bit bitter. his mom is so proud she bakes the whole band pastries

honestly mama belrose is a trophy wife and is perfect and you can bet she brought the capri suns to little league soccer games and wears aprons while she bakes pies that she sits on the window sill. wait can i rp his mom

he’s a bit hypocritical. he just doesnt see much wrong with what he does honestly

he’s got good memes tho

but he uses 2-in-1 shampoo/conditioner like the despicable man he is

however he is resourceful! he has used tablespoon measurers as spoons bc he was too lazy to wash the dishes before. is that resourceful? or just embarrassing? idk

people call him like a variety of things: william, will, belrose, wilroses, whatever he answers to anything that sounds semi like his name

some connections i’d love: band mates (bassist, vocalist, drummer) best friend side flings/hook ups on and off again relationship idk anything rlly just message me n we can work smth out xx

#priceless.intro

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aegissi · 5 years ago

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my bts concert experience in bullet points

this is gonna be long!!!

namjoon looked so good. litcherally. i was ready to risk it all for him. seeing him on screen during the first song (it was dionysus) felt like getting hit by a train.

speaking of dionysus,,, everyone looked really hot so i was very flustered sgjfvdgb (especially namjoon. especially him.)

hobi was sooo cute during wings like he did a liddle flying move it was adorable

just dance was such a fun stage!!!! hobi is so charismatic and he sounded amazing too (he kinda sounded very nasal at the beginning but it stopped after a few moments) the part with the water cannons was awesome btw

jungkook was so smiley!!!!! he was adorable during euphoria and he looked so happy :((( not to mention that he also sounded so clear so stable and so good (and during the last chorus he was like “sing it!!!!” and when he got back on the stage he did a cute walk as if he was on a school trip ssgjfbhkdn)

taehyung had no business looking that good during best of me. thats all i can remember from this song.

jimin sounded kinda weird at the beginning of serendipity (my friend thought that there was something wrong with the mic) like his voice was way too high?? but it was fine for the rest of the song so idk that was random ghhdgfhdb the dancing was perfect btw he was both delicate and powerful (and during the whole concert he was the one i noticed the most bc he had sm energy and he executed every move flawlessly) the whole stage was so pretty with the bubbles and all

trivia love was so good!!!! namjoon is an amazing performer and i loved all the hearts they put on the screens too that was really cute (it was written “je t’aime paris” at the end of the song,, that was a nice little touch)

they looked like they had sm fun during boy with luv (and at the end jk changed his love sign to a finger heart but he couldnt find the right camera it was cute)

taehyung said some words in french (i could only hear fantastique bc of all the screaming) and then he asked how his french was (we all yelled that it was good ofc) and then i think that jin said “you’re killing it” but im not sure shvfjgbk jungkook started singing champs élysées and his pronunciation was pretty good imo

jungkook put the rose from boy with luv behind his ear :(((

the whole dope/fire/baepsae medley was so fun (and yeah hobi did the splits and hip thrusted in our faces,,,, namjoon too)

jimin sounded the best during idol imo (with jin ofc)

singularity was a whole religious experience. the audience audibly gasped when taehyung opened his eyes in that bed like. he was so sultry and it felt like i was being hypnotised. that performance was perfect on all levels (and i loved the effects they put on the screen where he was split in red and in blue) icb i had the honor of witnessing that,,, he looked so mesmerising on the screen im still not over this (in general he looked divine everytime he was on screen,,, the charisma,,,,, the presence,,,,,, the aura,,,,,,,,and he looked absolutely adorable when he smiled)

the fake love outfits. incredible. never been done before. extraordinary. fantastique, as taehyung would say

yoongi’s voice sounded higher than i thought it would during seesaw (during the whole concert actually sjfhbkgb even when he talked??) he looked very pretty but it was personally the solo stage i liked the least :// like he didn’t make any mistakes and he sounded good when he sang but it had less impact than the others to me???

EPIPHANY!!!!!! jin sounded perfect and he wore glasses and i almost died. epiphany is better live than on the album imo,,, i just wish armys would have stayed QUIET!!!!!! they almost sang the whole song like bitch i payed to listen to jin not u!!!!!!! anyway jin was so stable and the background made him look like an angel (which he is) and his last adlibs were *chef kiss*

vocal line was perfect during the truth untold but i wish armys would have just,,,shut up svdbjg like this is a ballad?? why r u yelling??? why r u singing over the professional singers??? i kinda wanted to actually hear jungkook sing the “but i still want u” part???? anyway jimin and jk were in full vocal kings mode at the end it was amazing i’ll never get sick of this song (and taehyung’s voice is a gift, truly,,, jin too ofc) also the outfits were so good pls give the styling team a raise they litcherally looked like princes

TEAR WAS SO FUCKING GOOD OMG SGHVJHBGKJBKDJ okay so first off the effects they put on the screen with the green things were so fucking cool and rap line themselvesb too!! namjoon was incredible but hoseok??? mistre jung????????? in that dior outfit?????????????? his stage presence is unmatched. to be more detailed, namjoon sounded better live and had sm energy and hobi too (his part at the end... i am deceased) but i kinda felt like yoongi was a bit off? he was good ofc but idk it seemed to me that he had less energy than the other two (he was probably just tired or sick idk this is not me saying that he sucks ofc)

i didn’t film anything for mic drop so i enjoyed it to the fullest hehe it was awesome (especially hobi’s part)

jin wore a cap during the encore. it was great.

anpanman was cute!!! i have to say that i was barely focusing on the song i was just looking at the bangtans playing around on those bouncy things and they looked really happy

my tits were almost out during so what bc i was jumping too much it’s definitely a song u have to see live

im pretty sure they made us do a wave twice so that jimin could count to three in french and that tae could say “magnifique” afterwards (the army bombs became a rainbow too it was beautiful)

it was difficult to hear them during the ments sometimes bc everybody was screaming :///

they kept saying that they would come next year

jk said “je n’oublierai jamais tous mes souvenirs avec vous” (i’ll never forget all my memories with u) it was very sweet and then he said smth with “pour toujours” (forever) at the end but i didnt catch the beginning of his sentence

jin, tae and yoongi imitated all the people who were trampling on the bleachers (those fans were so loud and did this shit at the randomest times....)

taehyung said his pronunciation wasn’t good but that he prepared a few sentences in french and then he said “paris si vous aimez pouvez vous nous dire (?) l’année dernière était comme (?) pouvez-vous nous (?) s’il vous plaît? j’aime vraiment paris. je n’oublierai pas (?)” (paris if you like can you say (?) last year was like (?) could you (?) please? I really love paris. I won’t forget (?)... and at the end i think he asked us if we would come next year but im not sure bc people were screaming at some points) and he ended by saying i love you in korean and he teared up :((( it was so sweet of him to prepare all of this!!!

jimin talked for a while (in korean instead of french bc he wanted us to feel his sincerity) abt how during this tour he realised that he was really happy being around his members, the staff and the fans and that he genuinely hoped that we were too and that happiness was right next to us (and that he hoped that bts was in that happiness too) and he also thanked us several times and said i love u,,, he’s a sweetheart :((

hobi said that he prepared stuff in french even tho he wasn’t confident and said “aujourd’hui c’est la meilleure nuit de notre tour (?) on a terminé notre tour sans accident et ça nous a permis de sentir à quel point vous nous aimez (?) vous êtes vraiment notre espoir, merci d’avoir passé un bon temps avec nous, je vous aime, merci beaucoup” (today is the last night of our tour (?) we finished our tour without any accident and it allowed us to feel how much u love us (?) u guys are really our hope, thank u for spending a good time with us, i love u, thank u sm) im sorry i missed some words bc i genuinely can’t understand what he said shgvdjf other than that his pronunciation was good and it’s so sweet that he prepared all that,,, he looked kinda nervous but he smiled a lot and i think he was actually reading from the prompter??

namjoon said “do u know why paris is always the last date? bc u guys are the damn best (개짱)” but the interpret omitted the damn sjfdghk he also said “on se revoit très bientôt i love u” (let’s see each other very soon) and “paris est la ville des lumières” (paris is the city of lights) after making us take out our phones with the flash lights and then it transitioned right to mikrokosmos,, that was litcherally poetic cinema

other random things i remember: taehyung was in a really good mood (everyone actually, they were playing around a lot), hobi’s smile is so sunshiney, they poured water on each other a lot during encore (i watched jin sneaking up behind namjoon and spraying him sgfvjd they also watered jimin), there were some points where the mic quality wasn’t that good? idk maybe i just imagined it, i absolutely love how they used the screens it really added to the concert’s visuals, jin did a flying kiss during the first ment, jungkook went to the audience at the end but i was focusing on jin so i only realised he did that when jin was like “jungkook-ah” sjvfhjdgbkj, they weren’t extremely synchonized when dancing but they have great energy so it still looked good and overall i really enjoyed myself (me n my friend were ready to fight that one girl who kept screeching stuff at jungkook at random times tho,,,, icb she yelled shit at him during the truth untold like have some respect???)

#this was so long svkjgl #thank u if u read this entirely #i wrote it while watching the vids me n my friend filmed #anyway i have no regrets buying those tickets #im glad this was my first concert ever #it was too short tho!!!!#and i wish they added spring day to the setlist #bts #youmi.txt

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hi baby

1. mmm i think ur lap would be softer but if we were like on a bus or park id probably lean on ur shoulder

3. u kno its netflix u kno its watching documentaries and i either lose my shit laughing or crying during them babe, u kno this babe

12. neon i wear rlly bright colors babe n bright colors r SEXY

16. mm i dont have a cologne i use or like, kno the smell of but i have 2 perfumes i use sometimes n they rrrrr FORever SUNSHINE and strawberries & champagne (also my hair smells like coconut i think if that also counts, probably not but thats like, most consistent smell i think)

22. i like people sitting in my lap more babe so what i msaying is if u sat in my lap id melt

ok im gonna do multiple “ideal dates” under the cut but any r hot when im w u babe

17. ok so im gonna break it done sorta

“stay at home“ a- make dinner together, either a favorite or smth new that we think we’ll like- maybe make dessert like brownies later, opt definitely- we do lots of arts n craft of really silly things or we watch art memes or sketchbook tours or smth- make a pillow fort- we finish the night w like bob ross or smth- overall super artsy/creative night

“stay at home“ b- we order in food, or go like to a fast food place like wendy’s n come home w it- curl up in lots of blankets, lots of pillows, comfort is most important- we watch vines or movies all night- alt we play a lot of video games or maybe we play monopoly n one of us moves out who knows- maybe even a combo who knows

“go out” a- this would be like either all day or day time date- we’d go to museums in the city- we have to take the train babe thats not negotiable- slight alt of this is going down to like the baltimore aquarium but thats like all day

“go out“ b- this could be all day or really any time of day- we go out to get food, doesnt matter when but at some point while out, we’d go to a diner or resturant- we could also go to the movies or bowling- we make it gay n kiss a lot- maybe mini golf to- maybe we do window shopping and end up buying smth- idk smth local but cute

“driving“ not rlly date but kind of a fun idea idk- we make a playlist to listen to while driving the day we go driving or the night before? maybe pre emptively idk babe- probably very spontanous- we drive somewhere, we don’t know, but we drive- we could drive until the playlist runs out or smth n then stop wherever we land- could be hit or miss- maybe we find a farmers market- maybe we play pokemon go or just games while doing it- idk but we’d make it gay

i love u n i just messed w this a lot

#hi baby ilysmmmm #3dscharger

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omgkatsudonplease · 8 years ago

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You asked for it. When the Scot Ties The Knot AU. 😜

okay, bit of background. we were talkin in discord about scottish twitter, which then transmuted into a talk about scottish romance novels, and then i brought up the greatest romance novel premise i’ve ever heard of: when a scot ties the knot by tessa dare. i’ve never actually read this book besides the back cover and some choice passages from my friend @galpaladvns who got it for her birthday or smth (all i really remember from that night was @funnythingsandphysics hunting through the pages for the smut which apparently took ¾ths of the book to get to?) but basically….. what happens next is the rough premise of the book, but viktuuri. and (very heavily winged) historical, because @kazliin and i are in agreement that there should be more period drama viktuuri anyway

When a Russian is Rushin’ to Marry: Or, the Unexpected Consequences of Inventing a Boyfriend

“I’m so jealous of you,” Phichit laments as he helps Yuuri get ready for the evening’s events. “I remember my first season like it was yesterday. Everything’s so exciting and bright your first time around; I wish I could experience it again!”

Yuuri says nothing, only turns slightly to watch the way the light catches on his blue brocade waistcoat in the mirror. “I don’t know,” he admits after a moment. “I’m probably going to be dreadfully old, especially in comparison to young Mr Plisetsky who’s also debuting this season.”

“Well, sometimes people like a late bloomer,” Phichit chides, patting his forearm. “Now turn, so I can help with your ascot.”

Yuuri lets him adjust the silken material with a weary sigh. He’d been putting off his entrance into society for as long as could be deemed socially acceptable, mostly for his nerves. But with each passing season, his parents would get more and more concerned that he wouldn’t marry and settle down, and eventually he’d caved. Tonight’s soiree would mark his debut, and it was about as quiet an affair as he could manage. Still, the thought of being approached tonight with potential suitors continues to threaten to overwhelm him at any given moment.

“Deep breaths, Yuuri,” Phichit offers kindly as he pats at his now properly-tied ascot. “You’re going to be just fine.”

“You sound more confident about this than I feel,” Yuuri retorts. Phichit helps him into his tailcoat with a grin.

“You’re a divine dancer, Yuuri,” he points out. “Who could say no to you?”

As it turns out, Phichit is right. Overwhelmingly, terrifyingly right.

Yuuri almost runs out to the back patio right after concluding yet another dance with yet another pretty girl whose name he can’t remember. Collapsing onto a bench, he takes a couple deep breaths before consulting his watch. Groaning, he puts it away, and dabs at a couple beads of sweat threatening to pool on his forehead. Had it really been just thirty minutes into this entire affair? He feels like his collar is going to strangle him. He’ll never last the night.

“Mr Katsuki?” Yuuri looks up to see one of the girls he had danced with poised at the entrance back into the house.

“…Miss Crispino, right?” he asks. She nods, coming out and stopping just a couple feet shy of him.

“May I?” she asks, gesturing to the space on the bench next to him. Yuuri nods, and Miss Crispino sits down next to him, kicking off her slippers as she does so. Yuuri makes no comment, only fiddles with his handkerchief.

They sit like that for a moment, and then Miss Crispino speaks up again.

“It’s ridiculous, isn’t it?”

Yuuri nods, not looking at her. He dimly hears her sigh.

“This is the only time I’ve managed to get to myself. My brother has appointed himself as my chaperone for the season and it’s been impossible to shake him.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Yuuri says. “Should I consider it a miracle he let you dance with me?”

“Yes,” she says simply. “He vets all of my suitors, even though I told him it was none of his business.”

Yuuri nods. Miss Crispino sighs again.

“Don’t tell him I was out here alone with you,” she requests after a moment. “I just needed some fresh air.”

“I don’t think I know your brother,” Yuuri remarks, “so there’s no danger there.”

She laughs. Yuuri looks over at her, at the light purple frock she’s wearing and the elegant chignon her black hair is twisted in, and smiles.

“Are you debuting this year?” he asks.

She shakes her head. “I’ve been here for a while,” she says, with a sigh. “My brother is convinced Mr Nekola of Anastasis is intent on courting me. He doesn’t know I’ve already accepted someone else’s hand.”

“Oh,” says Yuuri. “Congratulations.”

She smiles. “You’re welcome.” And then, a pause. “What about you, then? Any tempting choices tonight?”

Yuuri shrugs. “No,” he admits. And he’s not sure what possesses him to say the next couple of lines, but they’re tumbling out of his mouth before he can even stop himself. “But then I suppose it’s a bit hard when I already have a fiance who lives out of the country.”

He sees Miss Crispino’s eyes and mouth widen in shock. “Really!” she exclaims. “Who?”

Yuuri swallows. “You wouldn’t know him,” he lies, casting around him for ideas of a country of origin. But then he sees Mr Plisetsky pass by in the house, and the word ‘Russia’ is tumbling out of his lips before he even realises it. “He lives in Russia.”

Over the next couple of days, Yuuri develops this imaginary Russian fiance.

Firstly, he is a handsome, much sought-after man in Saint Petersburg. He plays violin, and dances as elegantly as the sylphs of the Bolshoi. In fact, Yuuri had first encountered him on a trip to London, when they had sat next to one another while watching the touring ballerinas.

Secondly, he is of the House of Nikiforov, and his father’s name is Yakov.

And thirdly, but most importantly, he is absolutely devoted to Yuuri, and Yuuri is absolutely devoted to him, which is why he’ll dance with everyone, of course, but marriage is definitely off the table. Without question.

Phichit sighs and rolls his eyes when Yuuri shows him sketches of his imaginary Russian beau. Yuuri likes to think he’s not completely abysmal when it comes to his skills at drawing, but he suspects Phichit’s sighs have nothing to do with the artistry of the piece, but rather the concept behind it.

“You don’t need to go to so much trouble to cover up the fact that you’re just not interested in marriage,” he points out.

Yuuri sighs, and adds a couple more highlights to the curtain of hair falling in his imaginary fiance’s eyes. “Do you think this would make for a good miniature for my watch?” he asks.

“Yuuri.” He feels Phichit take a seat beside him. “Come on. No one’s expecting you to actually choose a spouse by the end of the season. Why can’t you just have fun without worrying about that?”

“Unless I make it apparent that I’m spoken for, then people won’t stop,” Yuuri states. He puts aside the drawing, and takes out the letter he’s also been drafting to Mr Nikiforov. When he looks over at Phichit, the man’s eyes are wide.

“You’re writing letters to him, too?”

“To keep up the authenticity,” replies Yuuri, feeling his cheeks heat up. “I – I just feel better making people think I have someone already instead of having to listen to people work their way around ‘I’m not interested’, you know?”

“I don’t,” Phichit states. But then Yuuri wouldn’t have expected anything different – Phichit is a social butterfly, and has never had to live with something as muddling and as terrifying as Yuuri’s brain can be sometimes.

Yuuri reads over his letter again, adding in a couple tweaks here and there. Next to him, Phichit watches him with concern emanating from his every pore.

“Yuuri,” Phichit says after a moment. “Just don’t get too carried away, okay?”

Yuuri nods. “I won’t,” he promises.

My Dearest Niki,

I cannot believe it has been months since I saw you last. Each day stretches out into an eternity. I only hope you are doing well in Saint Petersburg, for the only thing that gives me solace is the promise of more letters from you.

I remember most fondly the afternoons we spent in London walking through Hyde Park, boating along the Thames. You had the loveliest laugh, and the most childlike wonder at all of the sights and sounds of the city. You told me it reminded you of your home in Saint Petersburg, especially when the gulls cry along the promenade. Even now when we are parted, I hold these memories close to my heart to keep me warm, like flickering candle flames.

Please return to me soon, my dearest. The season is drawing to a close, and as the days get shorter and colder I do not wish to have only memories to keep me warm. I would like nothing more than for you to stay close to me, and never go.

With all of my heart,

Your Yuuri

“What was that about getting too carried away?” Phichit demands, several parties later, as Yuuri adjusts the black crepe of his tie.

“If people think I’m in mourning, they’ll leave me in peace for the rest of the season.”

“And you think I’m going to tell everyone that your infamous Mr Nikiforov has suffered a terrible accident in Saint Petersburg and is now dead.”

Yuuri laughs, a little drily. “He’s imaginary, Phichit,” he points out. “We haven’t really killed anyone off here.”

There’s a sudden knock at the door. Yuuri calls for the person to enter. His butler comes in looking extremely flustered and short of breath, as if he had ran all the way up the stairs.

“Mr Katsuki, Mr Katuski!” he exclaims, before gasping.

“Morooka!” Yuuri exclaims, waiting patiently for his butler to recover himself. Morooka heaves one final breath before straightening up again, his eyes wide.

“Mr Katsuki, there is a Mr Nikiforov waiting for you downstairs in the drawing room.”

Yuuri blinks. “What,” he states. Phichit’s expression lights up.

“Really!” he exclaims, sending a gleeful glance towards Yuuri. Morooka nods.

“He says he has something of grave import to discuss with you.”

Yuuri feels ice settling into the base of his stomach. Evidently the real Mr Nikiforov is angered that Yuuri has been writing love letters to him out of some mad desire to avoid the pressures of society, and has come to tell him to cease and desist. He fiddles with his gloves, and then grabs his tie and tugs it free in an instant.

“Tell him I’ll be down in a moment,” he says. Morooka bows, and departs. Yuuri sinks down onto a stool, and Phichit snickers.

“I told you so,” his dear traitorous friend gloats. Yuuri sends him a withering glare.

“I’ll – I’ll go and apologise to him,” he says. “And we’ll stop this entire mess by killing off the other Mr Nikiforov anyway.”

“About time,” replies Phichit. Yuuri straightens his collar, hoping Mr Nikiforov will excuse his lack of neck accessory at the moment, and leads the way out the door with a stiff bravado he certainly doesn’t feel.

Morooka meets him at the drawing room door. “He’s through there, sir,” he says. Yuuri nods. His butler opens the door, and then Phichit is practically herding him over the threshold.

The room is empty save for them and a silver-haired figure at the mantelpiece. Yuuri clears his throat, and the man turns around, fixing him with a blinding smile. He looks exactly like he’d just stepped off one of Yuuri’s drawings, handsome with his fringe lightly brushing over one of his brilliant blue eyes. Yuuri feels his heartbeat pick up just at the sight of him.

“Yuuri!” the man exclaims, extending a hand. “I am Viktor Nikiforov, your fiance!”

Yuuri immediately swoons to the ground.

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