#like. i talked abt this with my brother and he says his first instinct is to ask me since I usually can help with most stuff

[notetaeker]

one of my former students took me up on my claim that I will respond if any of them messaged me about help w/ biology 🥺😭 honestly I never really expected any of them to but it's been two months since I stopped working there and one of them texts me going 'teacher im stuck on this question'

it was so nice just because as a kid I could have never done it. I would have felt like I have to rely on myself and search and figure out the answer. So anyway lesson is please go to office hours

[midnightwriter21]

demon slayer hcs: motherly hashira!reader x the hashira pt 2

characters: fem!reader x muichiro, sanemi, mitsuri, obanai

AN: this is a pt 2 for the request from @danielle-marie

READ THE FIRST PART HERE

MUICHIRO

I LOVE THIS BABY SM U DONT UNDERSTAND

he's the hashira that ur most comfortable around

he was a hashira before u

but u get promoted and its an instinct

child.

must protect.

at first he probably gets annoyed by you

he's not used to someone caring for him the way that u do

but then one day ur sent on a long mission

maybe a few weeks long

and he finds himself missing something

of course he has no idea what it is that he's missing something

he completely forgot about u

but when you get back to the butterfly estate and he sees u

it clicks

he remembers

he missed you

he missed your overprotective nature

he missed your soft caring voice

he missed the way that you brush and style his hair

he REALLY missed that ^

walks up to u, grabs ur hand and tugs u away

doesn't care if you were talking to someone

and doesn't say a word

brings you to his favorite cloud watching spot with a tight grip on your hand

makes you sit down

and lays his head in ur lap

stop im squealing and kicking my feet from the cuteness

SANEMI

my guyyyyyy

have i ever told yall that i love him?

only in every single thing i post

anyways

he HATES you at first

lmfao rip u

your shy and quiet nature reminds him of giyuu

and if theres one person sanemi can't stand

its giyuu

therefore he don't fw u

and doesn't pay u much attention

UNTILLLLL

he witnesses u pulling genya by the ear to the infirmary after a mission

and telling genya tf off for pulling som stupid shit during the mission

+100 respect right there

not only are u actually talking

but ur screaming??

at his brother??

and taking care of him at the same time?????

my guy is lucky if he doesn't pop a boner right there lmfaooo

starts paying more attention to u after that

and is noticeably a lot nicer and calmer around you

will blush beet red and deny tf out of it if the other hashira comment abt his change of heart

but def develops a soft spot for u

MITSURI

SWEETEST HUMAN BEING TO EVER EXIST EVER

she loves u

ofc she does she's the love hashira

but in mitsuri's mind how could she not absolutely ADORE u

not only are you breathtakingly beautiful in her eyes

but she sees the way u interact with the younger slayers

how u genuinely care for everyone's wellbeing

if she wasn't looking for a husband she would wife u tf UP

she still might lol

mitsuri is gonna go out of her way to become friends with you

she's inviting u to her estate for girl's night with shinobu

she's dragging u along to her favorite restaurant for lunch

she's inviting u to join her at the hot springs to relax

she really enjoys ur presence

even if ur shy she thinks ur very soothing to be around

she loves when you do her hair!!

and when u cook for her??

mitsuri alrdy eats a lot

but if u made the food for her??

girl is not letting a CRUMB go to waste

loves the way u take care of everyone

especially when u take care of her

10/10 would recommend a mitsuri

OBANAI

someone pls love this man

he needs it so bad

so dude had SHIT parents

like bad bad

so when he sees ur interactions with the younger slayers he's prob a lil put off at first

like ma'am?

this is the demon slayer corps??

we don't have time for all ur mothering and coddling

but then he's injured on a mission

and waiting in the infirmary for shinobu to show up and patch him up

and then u bust through the doors???

confused asf

shinobu is on a mission and you've been helping out in the infirmary

so looks like ur the one taking care of him today

and turns out his injury is bad enough to land him an extended stay in his lil hospital bed

and after a few days of u taking care of him

with ur red face and soft stuttered words

he learns that you're not so bad

and he actually enjoys being around you

and being taken care of

won't voice this tho

but when Aoi comes in to give him his meds one day he gives himself away by accident

with a

"where's y/n?"

he's a blushing grumbling mess after that lol

after he discharged best believe the next time he gets injured he's not even going to the infirmary

he's hunting u tf down

nobody else gets to take care of him except YOU

and thats period.

[speirslore]

band of brothers officers: dating hcs

a/n: hello! this is my first post but ive been lurking in the bob fandom for a while & i'm soooo excited to finally join... i have a bunch of other ideas and drafts i want to post soon :) this includes the officers: winters, nixon, speirs, lipton, + buck, please lmk if anyone would be interested in more of the boys! i made it vague but the reader is implied to be a part of easy company in some capacity

[dick winters]

he is a very private person and shy... like his ears go bright red at the mere mention of your name which easy company takes full advantage of

you think it's incredibly sweet

it takes a while for him to have confidence when interacting with you in the beginning... he feels inexperienced and that you couldn’t possibly be interested in him

it's a slow burn for sureee

like men getting out of the hospital that come back to the company are immediately like "so are they finally together??"

there are bets on when and where it will finally happen

luz's theory is one of you has to confess when you all jump into berlin at the end of the war... the perfect hollywood ending

it ofc doesn't happen like that; it's a slow process of building trust, it's a mix of quality time and acts of service

the quality time can be hard to come by during the war but dick is determined to check in with you: small, reassuring smiles and touches, finding each other in crowded rooms

it's very private, he doesn't want to jeopardize either of your careers or reputations, but ofc lew knows the details (but the entire company basically knows?)

and lew is good at keeping secrets.. he's the intelligence officer ofc (as he constantly reminds the two of you)

a lot of wrapping his arms around you pulling your back to his chest, resting his chin on your head or shoulder

maybe even a quick smooch

kisses as rewards for him finishing all the action reports he has to do

omg then in austria... things definitely change... and it's easier to label what you have.. dick can finally relax (to some extent), and it starts to feel like more of a normal relationship

all the men are so happy for you like he's had 20+ wingmen this entire time <3

[lewis nixon]

another one that i think is definitely slow burn... but once he finds out he's getting divorced...

even before that, lew's humor always made you feel more comfortable and at ease

he has always gravitated towards you

definitely gets clingy

lovessss sleeping with you like insists that sleep is extremely important for a solider and he sleeps sooo well with you

it's literally impossible to escape his arms when you're sleeping... leg thrown over you, arms wrapped around you

the most comfortable you've ever been fr

the ungodly amount of sexual tension before you get together... oh god.. one time the officers are all playing poker; welsh and lipton just look at each other when lew's leg kicks yours under the table or you lean against his shoulder

like oh god... not again... they're telepathically planning their escape

all the tension, stares, touches, long talks you've had reach a boiling point as lew becomes more jaded by the war and he finds out abt the divorce

you instinctively want to take care of him and you're definitely worried about him... you have a lot of convos with dick trying to figure out the best way to approach and help lew

words of affirmation are very important to him... i think his initial instinct is gift giving but that's difficult with the war.. and he doesn't feel connected to that, it's just what he's always known

if he gets too drunk, you stay up monitoring him and you really don't mind and just knowing you're there for him makes him v emotional:

like you make him feel like there's hope and a future after the war... and he's been thinking that for a long time but finally says it laying on your chest with your hand running through his hair

you help him shave which eventually ends in making out (a lot of things you guys do devolve into that)

he's your poor little meow meow but in the best possible way

[ron speirs]

ngl the attraction was strong from the start and it didn't take long for you to fall for him... by england before your first drop you both already fell hard

everyone is in disbelief that the rumor is it's YOU that he's seeing

everyone thinks you're a total angel and then... speirs.. it's just tht absolutely none of the men can imagine him being soft or romantic

wants you all to himself... is very good about making free time to be with you

unintentionally hovers

and very subconsciously touchy

has to fight himself from grabbing your hand instinctively

like he can know where your platoon is, where you're dug in but still will make rounds just to have peace of mind and know you're okay

just like all the other rumors, ron doesn't really care about clarifying his relationship with you

oh but if he ever heard a man talking disparagingly about you... just one silent stare and the soldier wouldn't even look at you again

omg def the type to carry around a collection pictures.... those are his prized possessions fr

like a pocket in his uniform just full of very pretty (and private) pictures <3

there's a few wholesome ones too.. like when the two of you had a 48 hour pass to scotland... but others (most of them) not so much

and ofc if you ever need anything... like you need a new watch? he has one for you in a few hours

he truly does love gift giving...

i also think physical touch is a huge love language for him

+ i think like pillow talk, just late night talking with you letting him rant and get everything off of his mind is so cathartic for him

and he really appreciates feeling like you understand him and you want and are willing to listen

[carwood lipton]

definitely the wholesome mom and dad couple

usually, most definitely, attached at the hip

always has a hand on the small of your back, or shoulder, arm, etc, he likes the reassurance of small touches and knowing definitively that you're next to him

i have a very self indulgent headcanon that he likes whenever you kiss and thumb over the scar on his cheek <3 makes him feel less self conscious

okay so lip takes care of everyone else but who's taking care of him?!

guys will come to you bc they know carwood will listen to you if you're the one who tells him he has to rest and take it easy

omg.. and if you're married... he's always twisting and playing with his ring just to remind him of you

has multiple letters from you stuffed in one of his uniform's pocket

he has all of the words memorized by now but just physically holding them is so comforting

quality time and acts of service are HUGE for him

and alone time can be so hard to come by... but anything he can do to make your job and tasks easier... he will do

and vice versa ofc

everyone else watching like wow .. relationship goals fr

anytime he leaves and you're split up for a few days... you always have a dramatic reunion jumping into his arms

a lot of fantasizing about your future together... because it feels so close.. but also so far away

[buck compton]

fraternization rules?? what rules?

has absolutely no shame to be at the bar playing darts, hands all over your waist

and showing you off, dancinggg

just feeling a little silly and goofy... making out at the bar

and everyone is hyping you up

i think at the beginning of the war, your relationship is newer and fun... neither of you are really thinking about something serious

i think physical touch and words of affirmation are huge for him

as the war progresses, the thought and fear of losing you grows, especially after he saw so many of his men suffer/die

and he realizes how much he cares about you...

you comfort him after bastogne... a lot and even though it can be extremely melancholy, hearing you talking about your life pre war, and your life together in the future keeps him going

insisting to him that he'll have to show you california and ucla

writing to him constantly after he's taken off the line.. giving him updates on all the men

in austria, when he returns, watching him play baseball with the boys feels absolutely perfect

[crispplant]

TWST BUT ITS MY STONER HCS FOR THEM I GUESS

guys I don’t know how to make the text a diff color how do I do that. NVM I FIFURED IT OUT

Anyways um my hcs for twst gang on whether or not they smoke b. C I’m high rn & I want to

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle: u look me in the eye & tell me he hasn’t tried taking a hit at least once. He broke the rules like once when he was younger he’s definitely done it again. Trey & Chenya offered him a hit once btw I was there. I think it was just a one time thing for him tho, he did it once & decided he didn’t like it so he hasn’t done it since

Ace: not a stoner and has not smoked before, but deffo wants to. If u asked him to join a sesh he’d be like hell yeah & then be internally shitting himself bc it’s his first time smoking. Gets the munchies when he’s high (bro would luv Taco Bell btw)

Deuce: somehow I think he hasn’t yet. wants to try it but also a lil nervous abt it idk. would only smoke with ppl hes totally comfy with (ace, yuu, u get it)

Cater: trying to fight off the demons telling me he’d be a stoner but like. I just feel like he Could be ynk. Actually. I think he’s the type to only have hit pens before. I think he has a pen. Bro probably suddenly panics and pats down all his pockets going “where’s my pen”. I mean this in the most endearing way I luv him okay

Trey: also fighting off the demons telling me he’d be a stoner. I thinkkkk……I think he would not be a stoner but he’d be so chill w someone being like do u wanna join a sesh. I think he’s used to chenya smoking so he’d be so good at babysitting anyone who needs to be watched if they get a lil too high ynk. the big brother instinct kicks in & he’s like “okay you need to Sit down” (and sat I will be🫡)

SAVANACLAW

Leona: oh man. Oh man. Leona’s a stoner & I know bc I smoke w him btw. it just feels right ynk idk I just think he needs Smthn to keep him sane at that school and I just think part of it is weed. He shares w ruggie sometimes bc they’re actually bestest friends in the whole wide world obvi.

Ruggie: I think he picks up for whenever leona buys another ounce. He’s like walking thru the halls of nrc w an ounce on him & if anyone asks him abt it he’s just like haha idk what u mean. really only smokes w leona but will always say yes to a sesh if he’s invited. Deffo gets munchies & cooks up some banger meals for him & whoever he’s with. Coughs like a mf tho. He’ll be like choking so bad & leona has to be like “r u good”.

Jack: no. He’d just side eye someone if he smells weed on them. The way dogs do ynk. That’s all

OCTAVINELLE

Azul: no 1 azul hater tries to make hc for azul that doesn’t include being mean to him challenge. Level impossible. um . He um . I think no, he definitely watches the tweels get high & goes what the hell.freaks. but I don’t think he’s ever rlly felt compelled to smoke anyways

Jade: o ya. Ya. Hes so a stoner. I do think he prefers shrooms & grows his own but he enjoys getting high from anything natural 🫶

Floyd: u look me in the eye & tell me this freak isn’t a stoner. He’s probably stoned more days than not esp during class idfk. He gets rlly quiet if he gets high enough tho. He just has many thoughts.

SCARABIA

Kalim: another one I’m split on idk. I rlly think it could go either way. Ummmmm ok he smokes occasionally & gets a lil paranoid whenever he’s high enough but knows how to just 🤫 sit quietly with his thoughts and talk himself thru it

Jamil: stoner. Same reasons as leona I think, he just needs smthn to decompress sometimes. will NOT smoke w kalim bc he feels the need to babysit him always. Probably smokes every night after kalims asleep just so he doesn’t have to worry abt anything 🙏

POMEFIORE

Vil: not a stoner but will occasionally smoke. weed has health benefits but the actual smoke will fuck up his vocal chords if he does it enough so he only does it sometimes 🤫

Rook: no. As much as I want to say yes I feel like he’s enough of a freak to enjoy being sober all the time ynk. He’s probably like *french accent* “augh non✨smouqing marajuanna will dull my senses✨I preghfer to stay aleghrt and awaghre at aull times” idk

Epel: oh this kid has been smoking since middle school for sure. He’s made an apple into a pipe once. Doesn’t smoke as much as like leona or jamil but he’s definitely up there. Vil isn’t super fond of the smell of weed so he has to sneak around outside to do anything (unless vil joins).

IGNIHYDE

Idia: this man has never touched weed in his life. He starts getting paranoid before his first hit. I don’t have much to say abt him I don’t know. Oh I do feel like he’s done acid tho?? Idk. He gets nervous abt weed but he just kinda popped a tab once & went on a journey & was fine abt it.

Ortho: um nuh uh. Can he um….would he even be able to….like..inhale…………..sry um anyways. He is not allowed to do drugs anyways

DIASOMNIA

Malleus: He’s gotten high before but he got so paranoid & then hungry & then he passed out for 12 hours so he’s not fond of it. I think if yuu asked him to join a sesh he’d agree tho. He’d be like “haha. Childof man. Of course I will smoke with you. And nothing bad will happen.”

Lilia: HELLLL YEAH HES A STONER. Oh he’s sooo a stoner he knows his shit too he has like five different strains & he’s like do u want this one or this one or this one. Is so so good at taking care of ppl too. Has been thru it all so🫶would be very good to smoke w if it’s ur first time. Also very big advocate for no peer pressuring. Always makes sure everyone’s comfy & not freaking out.

Silver: not a stoner definitely but he’s probably smoked like once or twice. Probably takes the best naps after. But took a bong rip once & did not have a good time. Too much too fast. The room was spinning & he had to lay down.

Sebek: so not a stoner but has smoked one(1) time when mal did. he got so quiet & in his head & ppl kept being like “😟are u okay” bc he wasn’t yelling. Lilia was good abt checking in on him. He was fine he just had so so many thoughts in his brain.

Ok that’s all ty 4 reading🤞🤞

Anyways remember if ur gonna be under the influence of anything 2 stay safe, stay smart, & if soemone tried to peer pressure u into anything then bite them rlly hard🫶

[ladytauria]

10, 11, 16, 32??? 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

thank u leo!!! 💞

10. Ctrl+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence/paragraph that comes up

i searched both the WIPs i’ve been working on the last couple of days—one i’ve had for over a year and the other i’ve had for??? two days??? which has just rapidly unfolded in front of me—and! surprisingly blinks only showed up once?

anyway, this is from the second fic, which features jaytim + student/teacher roleplay:

Mr. Drake’s hand wraps loosely around his wrist; his hand cool. “Good job,” he praises, softly, and Jason blinks rapidly again, the praise making him feel pleasantly warm and tingly. He tugs Jason forward, guiding Jason over his lap, until his hips and belly are firmly settled over Mr. Drake’s thighs.

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

just 3???? sigh… okay, i’ll try 😂

in no particular order!!

I Know What My Brother Is – @bi-bats -> Reverse Robins. DamiTim. This fic… Damian’s POV is gorgeous. The prose is so poetic, there are so many gut punching lines! Also everything abt the AU and the way the relationships are effected by it is just… yes. So much yes.

Mother Knows Best – @kieran-granola -> JayTim. I have read this… so many times. Little afraid to look in my history just to see how many xD Kink exploration is so much fun to read. Also, love when a fic awakens something in me 😂

and then… okay, i was talking about this one earlier and i adore it so, so:

American Beauty (American Psycho) – TimmyJaybjrd -> JayTim. Toxic relationship. Love, love, love it. It’s not the usual fic I seek out but I read it anyway, and omg. It’s so good. Controlling, dominant Tim and needy, eager to please Jason just hits the spot for me! Damian was also really good in this~

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

i don’t have an official count but more than 30! again it’s tempting to share more than asked but 😂

hmm

okay, let’s go with an urban fantasy one!! this one features dragon!tim/selkie!jason!

Dragons are possessive of their hordes. Tim isn’t as bad as some (who don’t even allow people to look, let alone touch), the instincts are still there. So, when they start dating, Jason decides to hide his coat.

It’s just a precaution, really. He doesn’t think Tim would trap him like that. Not really. But if Tim has decided Jason is his, what if he decides Jason’s coat is his too? After all, then Jason could never leave—and he definitely wouldn’t disobey or ignore when Tim tells him to do things, either. So. It’s just—better this way. Safer.

Tim notices when Jason switches from using his disguised coat to a real leather jacket, but he doesn’t say anything. Selkies are shy, and just as protective of their coats as dragons are of their horde.

However, as time passes, the coat stays hidden—except when Jason gives in to the call of the sea. He’s always let the ache grow as long as he can, though, before finally giving in. Months will pass, sometimes, before he finally goes. With his coat now separated from him constantly, though, the ache grows faster, until he’s going around once a month.

Tim is worried, but he has no idea how to bring it up without scaring Jason. He’s also maybe a little hurt, by this point, since Jason still doesn’t trust him—but, at the same time, access to a selkie’s coat gives you a lot more power over them than access to a dragon’s horde does!

This is where my brain likes to skim over the details, but there’s some angst, some hurt/comfort, maybe a minor disaster (perhaps someone finding the coat? 🤔), but one way or another, Jason & Tim end up having to actually have a conversation. I’m not exactly sure how that goes, either, only that my brain is pretty fixated on Jason’s coat ending up in the heart of Tim’s hoard for safe-keeping, and both of them getting the warm & fuzzies over it!

32. Name three of your favorite fanfic writers.

@kieran-granola ; @waffleinator-inator ; @bi-bats

dearly love all of their fics 🥰

[ get to know the fic writer! ]

[kienansidhe]

heres an anecdote ive been thinking about.

i grew up in an evangelical christian cult under very extreme surveillance and censorship of incoming information. i didnt know the actual history of christianity, the real history, not the fake stuff i was taught, for many, many years. as far as i knew, the bible i read cover to cover every year was the only bible there had ever been, was the literal word of god, and the only issue was how to translate it from the original hebrew and greek. i had no reason to question this until high school, when my brother and i were sent walking around the neighborhood wearing brightly colored "ask me about jesus" tags.

an older neighbor working on his front lawn called us over. "okay," he said. "ill bite. tell me about jesus." so of course, we gave him the story we had been taught. original sin, hell, jesus dying on the cross, etc. etc. he listened patiently, then talked a bit abt his own personal spirituality. i dont remember the specifics, i think he actually was a sort of christian in a way, but only as a personal, private thing, no church, smth we had never encountered before. more importantly, he told us to look up the council of nicea.

our parents were very vague about their answer, so i ended up looking it up on wikipedia. i read that the bible as i knew it was only one canon, defined fairly recently, by one faction of the church. i learned about the existence of the apocrypha, that a bunch of old men had sat down and decided which books of the bible they considered the real word of god, which were fake.

of course, our upbringing had already provided their own magical answers for this kind of problem, but the seed was planted, alongside many other little seeds that were beginning to sink in and take root. what i knew came into direct conflict with the outside world, which gave me a point of entry for questions. how do we know which men were inspired by god? what did the other rejected books say? through this train of thought i came to find countless questions about the bible that were not as conclusively answered as i had been led to believe. prior to this, my conflicts with christianity had been on the basis of my own gut feelings. this feels wrong, arent i hurting people? but that one clue, the council of nicea, gave me a point of reference to start dismantling the whole theological basis for what i was taught.

eventually i found out that even the very concept of hell was a fabrication. i had read the bible faithfully for my whole life, once thru, cover to cover, every year. things like a lake of fire, eternity separated from god, a lot of the pieces that make up the popular concept of hell were there, scattered throughout, but when i realized that these fragments i had read had been manipulated and conflated to me from toddlerhood, that the bible never actually describes hell as i knew it, well. the whole tower crumbled.

for years i had struggled with the basic conflict of seeing with my own eyes that the things i said and did hurt people, that many horrible things had been done in the name of god. this was and always had been the original, basic instinct for my difficulty with christianity. but hell, hell had been the ultimate lynchpin. if hell was real, if not being christian doomed you to an eternity of literal torture, then any hurt i and other christians inflicted was justified. i truly evangelized and told people they were bad and going to hell out of a brainwashed desire to save them. i was terrified for them, for myself, for everyone. i dont think i will ever fully be able to convey how afraid i was, from my very first inklings of consciousness. hell tied it all together. i would do anything, anything to keep myself and those i cared about from suffering for eternity. even if my friends hated me, i had to plant the seed and pray for god to grow it in them. i had to.

once hell came into question, that fear finally began to lighten. cracks in my prison. a critical piece of information that had been carefully hidden my entire life. information that changed everything.

when youre sufficiently brainwashed, its hard to know where to even begin to question the world as you know it. your gut might tell you something is wrong, but when your world has self contained answers for everything, when it all seems to be one smooth globe around you, it can be hard to find the cracks. it seems impenetrable.

sometimes you need a little help to find the cracks.

i dont rlly have a point to this post, i just think about that weird old guy a lot. he sold heirloom tomato seedlings out of his backyard for $5 each, had torn up the entire yard without his landlords permission, and god those tomatoes were the best ive ever had. i wonder if hes still around, selling tomatoes, teaching people to question what theyve been told. id like to tell him how much he changed my life.

[b-rainlet]

Bestie how abt a twincest drabbleee 👀👀 -dick

Not your Fandom but have some Jehaera/Jaehaerys twincest bestieee @dubacheryking

(Slight disclaimer that I know nothing about these two and that I completely disregarded the Dance of Dragons in this one. I guess Aegon won? He sits the throne and no family member of his died is what I'm saying).

When they were younger, they used to switch clothes.

Jaehaerys would slip into Jaehaeras’ dresses, while Jaehaera in turn would put on Jaehaerys’ vests and secure his wooden sword around her waist, the one he’d spent a full year carrying around with him before their grandmother had deemed him old enough to get an actual sword. 

Then they’d run around the grounds of the castle, giggling as they engaged in conversation with lords and ladies, maids and squires alike, hoping that they would fall for the illusion. 

She didn’t even have to look up to assess them, knew instinctively who she was talking to, even with her eyes drawn toward one of the creatures she adored so much, safely cradled in her palm.

The only one who never did was their mother. Even their father got confused sometimes, when Jaehaera strode down the hall with her chest puffed up and Jaehaerys walked behind her timidly, feet light and almost dancing rather than walking, but never Mother. 

Jaehaerys claimed it was because they were part of her, had grown inside her, but Jaehaera didn’t think so. Then again, Jaehaerys had always been the smarter of the two.

Jaehaera knew what the people whispered about her behind her back, things they didn’t dare say in front of her yet weren’t cautious enough to not say at all, whispers loud enough they hardly counted as whispers at all. 

Jaehaera didn’t comment on these things - pretended she didn’t hear even if she kept all the words said about her close to her heart. 

Afflicted. Not quite right in the head. Simple. 

Like her Mother. 

Even if they knew she heard, they did not expect her to understand, so they didn’t watch themselves around her like they would around her Grandmother or her Father. 

(Never around her Mother). 

But while Jaehaera would stay silent, would look the other way and hold her breath until the words passed her like a biting breeze, Jaehaerys would bristle; would turn towards the whispers and the stares defiantly, challenge clear in his posture, his stare. 

“They don’t deserve to see you,” he’d whisper hotly into her ear once they were alone, gently pushing her head into his chest, pressing a kiss into her hair. 

“They shouldn’t dare talking about you.”

He’d gotten taller than her quickly, ruining the game they used to play and Jaehaera knew he was proud of his height, almost as tall as their uncle when he stood up straight, but she silently grieved the fact that she couldn’t look upon him anymore, eye to eye, a mirror of herself. 

They used to be so similar save for Jaehaerys’ added finger and his extra toes - a point of discontentment for him but a sign of his uniqueness to her. 

They were one yet Jaehaerys was more, was the future heir, a King meant for battles and victories like his namesake, a strong leader and just ruler. 

Jaehaera would kneel in front of her brother, would take his hands in hers and kiss his fingertips - all of them, but she’d pay special attention to the sixth one of his left hand, a small stump splitting off his little finger, twitching slightly under her attention. 

She’d whisper, head lowered demurely, mouthing at his skin and he’d shiver above her, stroke her cheeks and her hair, wherever he could grasp at her, swayed by her words more akin to the prayers their mother made them murmur in the sept.

My Brother, My King, My Husband-

When they were ten, Mother had first spoken of marriage and ever since then it was like a flame had been lit inside both of them. 

Back in the room they had shared up until they were twelve - young enough Jaehaera hadn’t had her first blood yet but old enough it would be improper to share a bedchamber without being married - Jaehaerys would bow before her, a blush high on his cheek and his voice more of a squeak: “May I ask for this dance, lovely wife?”

And dance they would, the proper dances they knew to perform at big family gatherings and grand feasts, close but never quite touching, keenly aware of the various eyes trained on them. 

They’d dance in front of their parents and their grandmother too, Jaehaerys twirling Jaehaera around in wide circles, Maelor clinging to their legs and arms laughing, a bright child whether he’s six or ten. 

But their most precious dances would happen in private, away from all the noblemen, all the maids, all the bustling life permeating the castle. Hiding in private rooms, behind the ever dusty shelves of the library, tucked away in alcoves. 

Pressed outrageously close, Jaehaerys’ hands on Jaehaera’s waist, Jaehaera’s hands tangled in Jaehaerys’ hair, tugging as they swayed to music only they could hear. 

Their hands would wander, from Jaehaerys’ hair down to his neck, from Jaehaera’s waist up to her chest, an urgency to it which showed them blooming into adulthood better than their changing bodies, shaping into the people they were meant to be. 

These dances would change in nature as they grew, twisting into something heady, something forbidden even if they were only following their nature, answering the hum of their dragon blood.

From Brother and Sister to Husband and Wife.

King and Queen.

“My Queen,” Jaehaerys would whisper against her lips, would scoop out her answer with his tongue, swallow it before the words could leave her mouth. They were his to take, as was all of her. 

Sometimes their Father would look at their Mother with an adoration in his eyes Jaehaera felt she wasn’t meant to witness, something their Mother seemed oblivious to as she kept her focus on her stitching or her beloved pets, humming a tune to herself Jaehaera faintly remembered from her days as a girl in her Mother’s lap, gazing up at her with wide eyes, quiet as to not wake her Mother from the dreams she dreamed even when awake. 

Jaehaera knew Jaehaerys looked at her the same, already staring at her whenever she turned her head toward him, the same emotion in his eyes ever since they were children, a mirror to her own. 

Now, five and ten and still not married to her brother, but promised to him all the same, a promise made in the womb, forged in blood - the same blood they were still waiting for her to shed so they could truly become one, so Jaehaera could follow her Mother and her Grandmother and provide the realm with heirs, could gift her Brother the sons he deserved.

Now - not married but betrothed, safe in her Brother’s arms as he held her close, murmuring sweet promises into the skin under her ear - she understood all the tales she was told by the maids, of brave knights and noble women, tales which made her mind wander to Jaehaerys and his wooden sword, even if she couldn’t fathom why back then. 

“Brother,” she gasped as Jaehaerys’ looked at her, forehead pressed to hers, a boyish smile on his lips even as he sneaked his hand - his left hand - under the endless fabric of her dress. 

“Brother, I love you.” 

He stops, leans forward to brush their mouths together briefly, the way they used to when they were little, mimicking Mother and Father, little Maelor as their babe. 

“I love you too, sweet Sister.”

[were-wolverine]

more of punk!steve bc i adore him

steve first runs into the Party at the arcade (where he works part time because he wants to make his own money as a ‘fuck you’ to his parents and cuz it’s a chill job) and he becomes their favorite worker and they become his favorite customers. one day steve takes a smoke break in the parking lot and sees some kids bullying the Party and his older brother instincts kick in.

he walks up behind the party like “well well what do we have here?” and the Party is like “steve!! :D” and steve in his leather jacket and ripped jeans and combat boots glares down the bullies and they scamper off. from then on steve tells the kids to go to him if someone is bothering them and it becomes town-wide knowledge not to mess with byers wheeler henderson & sinclair. he basically becomes their personal Scary Dog.

the parents end up wanting to meet this young man who kept bullies away from their kids (and they’ve heard all sorts of rumors about him and he dresses like That so they’re suspicious) and steve’s like “yeah sounds great!” and immediately charms all of them because he’s a sweetheart and does genuinely care about and want to protect their kids. from then on he’s the go-to babysitter / ride to school / campaign host. steve pretends to be annoyed but he loves it and treats them all like they’re his younger siblings (especially lucas and dustin)

joyce and steve bond especially and they have coffee dates every sunday and just talk (joyce tries to get steve to come to her when he needs help or just someone to listen). at first everyone who sees them is super confused because what is paranoid mother Joyce Byers doing with the high school bad boy Steve Harrington?? but after a couple months it just becomes commonplace and people will even stop by to say hi

i also think jonathan and steve would end up being best friends in like freshman year and steve would get jancy together in s1 (steve and nancy don’t date). he’s never a third wheel though they have a great “this is my boyfriend and our best friend steve” type relationship. (plus jonathan never takes the creepy pics and the whole fight never happens so they’re all chill).

steve and robin are fellow outcasts so they’re chill. then steve beats up some guys who harassed her and they become actual friends and steve lets robin come over whenever her parents are being shitty. steve lowkey converts her into a punk and they basically do illegal shit and have a bunch of fun.

btw steve is a fully realized biromantic demisexual (or just queer whatv lol) and he has an extremely accurate gaydar which is partially why stobin become friends. anyways i’m mentioning this becauseee

steve meets will byers and Immediately Knows and pretty much comes out to him and tells him it’s okay and he becomes wills Gay Mentor (imo jonathan can either be straight or queer and just not really informed abt gay shit so steve would be the mentor in his place bc they’re basically brothers anyway (joyce absolutely tries to adopt steve multiple times)).

steve meets max at the arcade before any of the Party befriend her and she immediately becomes another of his favorite customers (the ranking is dustin, will & lucas & max, mike). she thinks he’s super cool and basically projects onto him as an older brother figure and he’s happy to play the part. he notices the way billy treats max and threatens him that if he ever treats her like that again he will kill him and hopper will help him hide the body. things are pretty peaceful for max after that. additionally neil hargrove gets arrested for domestic and child abuse and billy takes his car and leaves without a word. max’s mom still drinks so steve kinda unofficially adopts her, she has her own room in his house and ends up staying there most days. he ends up actually adopting her later but they’re still more of an older brother & younger sister dynamic than father & daughter

steve doesn’t interact with eddie until s4 but they know of each other and are on neutral terms until the byers move to cali and eddie starts DMing for dustin lucas mike erica and max (who steve managed to convince to play). they’re wary of each other at first but eddie realizes steve is actually a huge softie and steve realizes eddie is just a cute dork who reads LOTR and plays D&D.

steve isn’t on any sports teams or anything but he works out on his own, goes for jogs every morning with jonathan and nancy especially after the demogorgon and demodog shit. basically he’s fit and good at fighting (due to more experience with it) and nancy taught him how to shoot so he can do that too. most of his scars are from demo-creatures instead of fistfights, though he has a few of those too (not from jonathan or billy tho).

[wizkiddx]

Congratulations on 500 followers!! Could you do nr 2 with Tom please <3

thankyou <33 im very in my feels abt friends to lover atm, so ik this is a completely unoriginal concept but here we are

warning: nothing much- maybe homesickness? (+ the fact tom has poor choice in popcorn )

^^^ sorry I couldn't not put this on here and I will reuse it lots n lots

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“Right I got two options annnnddddd there is only one correct answer.” Tom hummed up at you, pulling his tired gaze away from the phone screen and up towards the kitchen where you were standing triumphantly - having just raided his cupboards. From behind your back you whipped out a bag of popcorn in each hand.

“Sweet…. or salty?” Sighing with a small chuckle Tom shook his head at your playfulness. He didn’t know how you did it but you always always made his smile.

“I’m not a psychopath…” You huffed in relief, already turning around to throw the salty back in the cupboard where it belonged. “So salty of course.”

You were trapped in a house with an absolute psychopath.

You scowled at him, for having such poor taste, expecting some sort of argument to start. That wasn’t the case though, instead he just stared at you expectantly.

He must really really be unhappy.

You’d sensed it on set that morning - it wasn’t hard to miss. Not when it was your best friend, who for the past two months you’d been spending at least 6 hours a day with whilst shooting. Even when you were supposed to have a day off, when Tom had some solo shots or vice versa, you’d still come to keep the other company. It didn’t make sense but you both just sort of liked it that way.

This wasn’t your first rodeo working together either. Your first joint project had been almost four years ago, when both of you were barely adults, still figuring everything out. Ever since it had been bumping into each other every so often, always with an easy and effortless relationship.

Your current director had noted your chemistry at an awards show (the man never switched off) and decided in that moment he HAD to cast you together for a project. And a year later, here you both were, shooting in Australia for what was set to be a record breaking new release.

And it had been going great - better than great even. But as soon as Tom had shown up to makeup this morning, you’d known something was up. It was fair to assume it was something from home, maybe even just a bit of homesickness, or perhaps something more severe. Either way, the situation was probably exacerbated by the fact he didn’t have his brother or bestfriend or manager or normal syltist with him right now. Tom was pretty renowned within the industry for always having a massive entourage - which was normally made up with his family and friends. This time though he was going it solo.

Today had been long and you’d had to do press at stupid oclock in the morning last night for your current release - which meant your plan had always been to leave promptly and collapse into bed as soon as physically possible.

But Tom needed your company. So you hadn’t. Instead, you’d somewhat subtly invited yourself to his rented house for a movie night - blaming it on your director wanting you both to study the relationship dynamics in ‘out of sight’ (a J Lo and Clooney romance movie).

“You think you know a person and then they loose all your respect… just like that.” You sigh jokingly, gesturing to the bag of ‘foul’ popcorn your costar seemed to like.

“Well we’ve come to a crossroads.”

“It’s been nice knowing you but this…” you scoffed and dramatically rolled your eyes “… I see no way out.”

“Isn’t it better if we have a bag each? Then I might manage to actually get some before you scoff them all.”

You yelped in protest, though really you were just grateful he was still up for a bit of a laugh. He had been much less jokey the whole day, though was seeming to warm up a bit.

Once you had poured the two bags of popcorn into two separate bowels and prepared the film on TV; you plopped yourself onto Tom’s sofa, so your back was against the corner and your feet were over his lap (it wasn’t weird, just normal for the two of you). Instinctively, Tom lightly grabbed your ankles, repositioning you on his thigh slightly before leaning across the pull the blanket over the both of you. Whilst he smoothed out the crinkles in the fluffy navy fabric you took the opportunity to poke your toe into his side - garnering his attention.

“I take it you don’t wanna talk about it?” After he froze, Tom then nodded jerkily. “But if you change your mind, you know I’m here right?” His demeanour changed at your second statement as his body literally sagged into the cushions, with a grateful if small smile.

He respond by mouthing an ‘I know’ and that was enough for you. Shuffling down the side a bit you pressed play, settling in for the evening. Tom still had a hand resting on your ankles, occasionally rubbing his thumb up and down the bony bit.

Honestly you didn’t really see what your director was going on about when he raved about their on screen chemistry and it seemed that neither did Tom. It wasn’t a scathing commentary that gave it away, instead it was his silence. Which you quickly realised was the he had drifted off, his head lolling a little so he was facing you, palms now completely lax on your legs. It was whilst you were just taking in the sight before you, that a buzzing cut through the otherwise soft noise from the TV - which you had turned down for Tom’s sake.

It wasn’t your phone but you instinctively still reached for it from the coffee table and seeing that the name just read “Harry H” you thought it’d be fine to answer.

“Harry?” You whispered into the receiver, slightly cupping your hand round your mouth just to make sure you weren’t too loud for Tom.

“Hello?”

“Harry it’s me”

“Who?” You’d met Harry countless times, though given the fact Tom had been alone all shoot - you shouldn’t of expected the kid to be able to recognise your voice.

“Oh sorry Y/n um Y/n L/n”

“Oh no my fault sorry Y/n. How are you?” The conversation was jilted, you could practically feel the awkward energy radiating all the way from the otherside of the world.

“I’m alright thanks, how about you.”

“Yeh not bad I uhm… I - is my brother there?” Oooh. How to answer that question.

“Um sort of, we er… we were having a movie night and he’s fallen asleep. It’s why I’m whispering like a weirdo.” Harry laughed at that and you continued. “Is everything okay? You need me to wake him?”

“No no, mum just said he was having a rough time so was going to cheer him up with my exquisite sense of humour but if you’ve bored him to death then no need.”

“What can I say I’m just talented. Anyway I should be heading back to mine anyway so um I’ll let you go?”

“Oh yeh no worries, and uhm thanks-um thanks for keeping an eye on him.”

“Someone has to” You chuckled softly back, before bidding a final farewell to Harry.

Having hung up the phone, you leaned over to gently place it back on the coffee table but making a mental note to put it on charge before you left. Your next job was to manoeuvre your legs away from him without disturbing him but before you could even start planning the movement, you noticed his weary eyes blinked over at you. Freezing, your mouth made a little ‘o’ shape as you winced at yourself for disrupting his peace - today really wasn’t the day for that. There was a silence as Tom swallowed thickly, attempting to shake off the heavy lull of rest before he spoke. “Will you stay with me… please.”

Undoubtedly, your body didn’t play it as cool as you wanted it to. Thinking you’d heard him wrong, your chin protruded forward and his eyes widened. “ Sorry not like-not like that just um-just on the sofa… theres-theres spare blankets and I can-“

“-course T, no worries…Oh and um your brother just phoned if you-“

“I know.” He spoke softly and with a nod, but didn’t move at all, apparently no interest in calling his brother back.

With a stammered nod, you stood up, finally removing your legs from his touch in order to nip to the loo. You splashed your face with water, ate some toothpaste ( better than not brushing your teeth at all) before going to collect Tom’s quilt off his bed. By the time you re-entered the living room, Tom hadn’t appeared to have moved at all. The hood of his purple jumped was still up, the blanket still only half covering him, the excess lying cold were you had been sitting. He laughed lightly at you trying to wrangle with the king size duvet and get it in without tripping over yourself or knocking anything over.

“You sure you don’t mind? I’m just being stupid and-“

“Honestly I’m too tired to walk back to mine so this is perfect.”

“You live across the road.”

“Thats like 50 steps too far.” You deadpanned back, as he raised his eyebrows and locked you direct eye contact - which you very stubbornly returned.

The both of you sat like that for a minute, Tom eventually gave up with a sigh as he motioned for you to lie back.

There wasn’t an issue at all with space. A listers rental homes were never lacking in space - the grey sofa was a U shape, with ample space for the both of you to lie down. Each of you took a respective corner, your legs meeting in the middle and gently brushing against each others.

“Thanks for babysitting me today by the way.”

“I wasn-“ You were about to deny it, except one look and Tom saw straight through you.

“Thankyou Y/n/n” Seeing there was no way out of receiving his thanks, you instead opted to just shut him up. Nudging his leg with yours and leaving it touching you murmured you last words of the evening - eyes already closed.

“Fuck off Holland, ‘m tryna sleep.”

~~~~ let me know if you have any feedback or anything (but pls not too mean this isn't proof read so blame that) <33 ~~~~~~

tagging : @thefernandasantana @lovehollandy12 @hallecarey1 @crossyourpeter @hollandfanficlove @msmimimerton @thegirlwiththeimpala

[unalivejournal]

u mentioned only reading kripke era fic do you have a reclist 👀👀👀and if not could you link some of ur faves cuz the stuff that gets circulated the most right now is all like late late seasons fic and kripke era is my favorite too but im having trouble finding that many fics for it or even seasons 6-10 era which im fine with also. its just that like. the last five seasons were so bad that it makes fic generally worse too because people have to jump off of just Thee stupidest plot choices no matter how good their prose skills might be. but anyway yea if u have recs that would be awesome :)

hi anon i was thinking abt making a reclist and u just gave me the perfect excuse thank u

jess adamilligan’s kripke era fic recs

from making this ive learned that i never bookmark ANYTHING. sorry all of these r like….. 10k and under. i DO read longer fic but i don’t have any kripke era longfics bookmarked & tbh i prefer short oneshots

season one gen

disclaimer because it’s unfortunately needed: NONE of these are w*ncest! they’re all completely tagged as gen and i did not read them with the intent of consuming ship content.

Coaster Park by fogsrollingin, 10.4k, G, gen

Coaster Park had been experiencing an unusually high frequency of technical difficulties. Dean wouldn't have pulled a shift treating nauseated, heat-stroked, or dehydrated park-goers for that if he could've helped it, but when 'technical difficulties' were accompanied by rumors of things moving and stopping on their own in front of the operators' eyes, Dean had to throw down.

No historical tragedies or disasters in the area, ectoplasm, or EMF. Dean's only lead was a battered-looking kid that'd been coming to the park every day since it'd all started.

really interesting au fic! slightly ‘it’s a terrible life’. dean winchester is a hunter/EMT and sam wesson is a college kid destined to die on a roller coaster ride.

two basic motivating forces by sahwen, 7.8k, T, gen

He can’t cry, it’s not allowed; even as a child he was hushed into silence, whether his tears were from a long car ride or a late night or a raging fever. It’s never been an option, it’s never been an available outlet, and it’s not about to start being one just because he’s having an emotional breakdown on the bathroom floor.

Sam isn't only afraid of clowns.

BIG emetophobia tw (both for graphic depictions of nausea/vomiting and for the fact that this fic is about sam suffering from emetophobia) for this one but it’s my favorite sickfic. portrays anxiety over getting sick really well and is a fascinating examination of the different ways that sam’s fear of loss of control can manifest itself. also has lovely brothers content <3

Let’s Start at the Very Beginning (Remix of Just as Easy as 123) by nwspaprtaxis, 4k, T, gen

Dean’s functionally illiterate and Sam’s determined to remedy it...

PLEASE READ THIS ONE god it’s so sweet. dean never learned how to read properly due to his nomadic childhood and sam teaches him how.

dean/cas

Broadway Musical by Griftings, 9k, M, m/m

This is the day that marked the Holy and Blessed Union of Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle.

The merging of prominent bloodlines is always a grand occurrence, but breeding pedigree hunter families like Winchester and Harvelle is something to be rejoiced. It is also something to be meticulously planned, which thankfully the Host is very good at.

Or, the romantic comedy where Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle are destined to get married, Castiel is given the task of playing matchmaker and fails terribly, the entire Heavenly Host becomes a sitcom audience, God warns against male pregnancy, and Jimmy Novak is incredibly unimpressed with angels in general.

somewhat of a fandom classic and the humor holds up wonderfully. a very silly fic completed with commentary from angel radio throughout the entire thing.

Sappiest Season by dollsome, 2.7k, G, m/m

In which Dean and Cas have to stop an evil Christmas tree (like you do), and it requires a little fake couple action.

hilarious little s5ish fic. one of the first i read when getting back into spn. i don’t want to spoil anything but this is my favorite pick me up and i still giggle randomly whenever i think about it

The (Mostly Accidental) Courtship of Dean Winchester by tuesday

Angelic marriage rites were never intended to go quite like this.

another fandom classic. ik this one is recced a lot but how could i NOT include it. dean and cas get married (mostly by accident) and they’re huge cunts about it

the one thing in the galaxy god didn't have his eyes on by prufrock, 2.4k, T, gen + m/m

“Wait,” Dean says. “Let me get this right. You can fly, right—you can teleport—but you can’t drive a car?”

or, after the events of S5E03 "Free to Be You and Me," Dean teaches Cas to drive. Cas finds it stressful

im always a sucker for a good ftbyam fic. also i can’t drive so. resonation

So Says The Sword by komodobits, 85k, E, m/m

The briefing was simple: ‘Stand guard over the Michael Sword until the battle is ready to commence. Await further instructions.’

Castiel doesn’t mind working security duty; he was briefed shortly after the initial salvation of the Sword from the pit, and again before taking up his position. He knows what to do. However, it’s easy to forget that the green room isn’t real. Time moves differently there, the space ever-changing to make a prison of mountains, cathedrals, salt flats, orchards, and whatever Castiel was led to believe about Heaven’s greatest weapon—Dean Winchester is something entirely unexpected.

NO introduction neede. i think everyone on spntumblr has read this already but still. if you haven’t then i am demanding that you read it NOW. tbh i’m just adding this one so that i have at least one long fic here 😭

the weight by @myaimistrue, 3.5k, T, gen + m/m

��Do you…” Bobby sighs. “Listen, Dean, do you have something you wanna tell me?”

It’s the conversational equivalent of being punched in the stomach.

Or, Dean works through some things with Bobby's help.

WHEN I SAW THE USERNAME I GASPED I HAD NO IDEA THIS WAS U. anyway i Love coming out fics idk why i just do. the world is ending and dean comes out to bobby

canticles by 2street2car, 10.3k, T, m/m

“But you know something? If I couldn’t get you laid, at least I gave you a good first date.”

feat: footsies at a Ruby Tuesday, stargazing, the recreation of an iconic "Dirty Dancing" scene (no, not that one—the other one), and practicing for When You're With A Girl.

another ftbyam fic that skepticalfrog (i believe?) recommended a while back. made me feel at least 28 new emotions

Epilogue by JayneL, 28k, E, m/m

Bobby is here, swearing somewhere above and behind him; and Dean is here, talking about 2014 like it's a foreign country; and Sam is here, and is not Lucifer. Which means-- Bobby is here, swearing somewhere above and behind him; and Dean is here, talking about 2014 like it's a foreign country; and Sam is here, and is not Lucifer. Which means--

Cas is no longer when he was. Lucifer sent him back.

Coda to 'The End'.

2014 cas gets sent back to 2009, feelings ensue etc. i don’t remember all the details of this one bc it’s been a while but it’s really good

bonus

currently reading

Fragile As We Lie by perilously, 11k, E, f/f

Dragging Bela Talbot out of perdition isn't so much a decision as it is a frantic choice based on gut instinct. Her soul is bright, if fractured, and Anna yearns to do good again after the perversion of free will that immediately preceded her death.

Bela's no ordinary human, though; she's prickly and damaged and beautiful, and Anna doesn't want to leave her side. So maybe they can figure out how to navigate post-resurrection, post-Apocalypse-that-wasn't Earth together.

[versegm]

I've been thinking abt how I'd rewrite The Four Sons Of Aymon recently but my problem is that when you boil it down to its bare elements, this story is depressing as fuck.

Your name is Renault, and you serve the king, like your father, like your brothers, and the king is kind and just and gifts you a horse able to outrun the very wind and understand human speech. The king is king and just and that's why he's worthy of being followed.

Except he isn't. The king kills your cousin in a mistunderstanding and never so much as apologizes. The king watches you get beaten bloody and raw by his own nephew and only looks away. The king listens to your griefs and turns a deaf ear when you ask for justice.

Except you are Renault, the son of Aymon, and centuries from now they would know you as Bradamante's brother, and if there's one thing your family will be known for by then, it's the madness that runs in your blood. So when the king denies you justice, your first instinct is to bare your teeth, your first instinct is to let out your claws, and in this fit of rage, you kill the king's nephew.

And you and your brothers are running.

You go home, go where you've always been safe, but your father shakes his head and says: remember who I serve. Because your father still follows the king, despite everything, and the king wants you dead, and so you cannot stay.

And you and your brothers are running.

You build a castle far, far away, and you can never go home again but if nothing else, for seven years, you are at peace. Then the king finds you, of course, because he is king and that means ressources you could never dream of. And because you are Renault, and you want to be good, you offer hospitality to any knight who shows up at your door, and one of them betrays you, and though you tear him apart the castle falls.

And you and your brothers are running.

Home is not safe, but where else would you go? After months in the wild, starving, aching, losing men and horses left and right, you go back to your parents. But it's fine. It hasbeen so long, and you are so hungry, your own father does not recognize you.

You stay for only one night. You can't afford to endanger him any further.

And you and your brothers are running.

You meet one of your cousins, on the way, a powerful mage feared by many. He tells you to go north, to serve another king. And you listen to him, because he's the only one so far who does not serve Charlemagne.

Your new king loves you. You war for him, and he's grateful for it. He offers you land. He offers you wealth. He even offers you his daughter's hand.

Your new king is also a coward.

He betrays you, too. Like every other person you've ever trusted.

And you and your brothers are running.

Hah! Not fast enough this time, unfortunately. Your youngest brother, small Richard, sweet Richard- they capture him. They capture him and they try to kill him. And you must commend them, Charlemagne's knights, because most of them actually rise up and try to protect him. But they can't go against their king any more than your father can.

It's really all thanks to luck, all thanks to your mage of a cousin, that your brother is saved. Saved from the hanging, you mean. He's changed. He who was so kind. He who was so naive. There's something dangerous in his eyes. His name is Richard, the son of Aymon, and centuries from now he would be known as Bradamante's twin. There's madness in his blood, too. He wishes for revenge. He wishes for blood.

Long ago, you would have been by his side. But it has been twenty years now. You are Renault, and by fucking god, you are tired.

You manage to talk to Charlemagne. He'll forgive you, he says. But he wants blood. He can do without yours, but he wants your mage of a cousin's. And what can you do but refuse? He's the only one who has yet to betray you too.

And you and your brothers are running.

You go back to your old castle, and they siege you again. And you are starving again. And you are aching again. You ask for peace. They ask for your cousin. You ask for peace. They ask for your cousin. You ask for peace. You ask for peace.

Finally, Charlemagne caves in. If not your cousin's, he'll take your horse's blood. And you give it to him, this horse who's accompagnied you every step of the way, this horse who understands your every words and gave away his blood and flesh for you. Your brothers get to become knights again. Your brothers get to get married again.

But not you. You are Renault, Charlemagne's hated, and though he wars against you no more he will not let you take up arms again. You are Renault, on the run for two decades, and your wife is long dead and you didn't even get to stand by her side on her last moments.

You meet your mage of a cousin again. Once. He's a monk, now. Unlike you, he could get on working on his peace with god way earlier. He apologizes for all he's done to you. And then he leaves. You don't know why you expected anything different.

You walk across the country. You offer your services as a mason, and only ask for enough money to buy food in return. What else would you use it for? You have no longer a home. You have no longer a family. You have nothing. Everything you've fought for was for naught.

And then, one night, someone bricks you in the head and dumps your corpse in the river.

That's it. That's the end of Charlemagne's hated. Killed by masons in an obscure village in the middle of nowhere. And not a single person would have noticed that, if not for the fact that God, with a last burst of humor, decided to make you a Saint and make your body float on the river all the way to the church.

You were Renault, of Montauban. And you were one of Aymon's four sons.

[makeste]

"Those regrets and guilt. Everyone has bore much more than you have"

mmmmm....does she mean the rest of the todoroki family or ppl in the world in general? If it's the latter then yeah? But this situation in particular lol I have to heavily disagree. Who is she talking abt has done something as regrettable as Endeavor has?

I actually think she is talking about herself and the rest of the family, anon. and I think she’s absolutely right.

keep in mind, having regrets has nothing to do with actually being culpable. you can blame yourself for something even if it was absolutely not your fault. and it’s hard to imagine that anyone else in that room is as familiar with the feeling of regret as Rei is. she spent years locked away with her own guilt over what happened to Shouto, and over subsequently not being there to prevent what happened to Touya.

was any of that her fault? absolutely not. but that’s not going to stop a mother from being haunted by the memory of injuring and scarring her five-year-old child. even if she wasn’t in her right mind at the time, even if it was Enji’s abuse which actually drove her to it -- you can’t just switch those feelings off, or logic them away. particularly when it’s someone you love who got hurt. when it’s your children, whom you naturally and instinctively want to shield and protect. there’s no doubt in my mind that Rei is more intimately acquainted with guilt and regret than almost any other character in the series. she literally spent years trying to recover from it. it tore her apart, and it wasn’t until the child she’d blamed herself all those years for hurting finally came to her and told her it was okay that she finally started to get better.

so yeah, I absolutely think she’s referring to herself here. she knows all too well what it’s like to have regret and guilt weighing down your heart to the point where you just feel helpless, like Enji does now. and she’s not wrong when she says that the others understand those feelings as well. you don’t think Natsuo has spent all these years wondering whether Touya would still have died if he’d managed to be there for him more? wondering if his family would still be intact if he’d only been a better brother? you don’t think Fuyumi has wondered the same thing? or that Shouto blamed himself for reminding his mother of Enji? again, it’s nothing to do with actual culpability here -- that much is entirely on Enji. and it’s not that they don’t blame him for it as well, because we have of course seen that they do, Natsu and Shouto in particular.

but one of the unfortunate things about guilt is that there’s always plenty of it to go around if you want it, and plenty of second helpings available for anyone who feels like indulging. and humans are very, very good at assigning blame, including among themselves. whether they’re deserving of it or not. when something really bad happens, especially to those close to you, it’s a natural response to have that voice of doubt in the back of your head wondering if it might have been your fault. eating at your peace of mind and your self-esteem, and just generally making your life miserable. and it can be so, so hard to shut that voice up sometimes. especially if you’re never quite able to fully convince yourself that it isn’t true.

anyway! so pardon the angst, lol, but yeah. “the rest of us have borne that burden much more than you have” -- absolutely. because even though Endeavor’s burden of guilt is HEAVY, don’t get me wrong, it’s only recently that he finally started paying attention to it. whereas the rest of them have already been carrying their burdens this entire time. burdens that they should never have had to carry in the first place. but burdens that they’ve dealt with nonetheless.

and that’s what makes this such a powerful moment on multiple levels. the first being that this is the man who’s actually responsible for ALL of their burdens, and so it’s nice to see that acknowledged. and the second is that everything he’s going through now -- they’ve already experienced it. and so Rei can speak with authority when she tells him that it absolutely won’t do anything to help, and that the important thing now is that he actually takes action to save their family and to help their stray murderchild. and it’s also kind of a demand that he put those feelings aside to wallow in on his own time. because sorry friend, but you made this mess, and now they all have to deal with it. and so if he really is feeling that regret, and he really does want to do something to alleviate it -- then stop crying and do it. figure it out. if he really does want to atone, then this is the most important part of it. figuring out some way to make things right, however he possibly can.

anyway so tl;dr Rei is speaking from experience here, and that’s what makes this such a BAMF moment for her imo. tell him girl. don’t hold back. I honestly can’t wait to see how this discussion goes. this is why I can never get enough of you Todorokis and your endless ongoing soap opera lol.

[borom1r]

Y'know the middle space on bingo cards, the free space? This is your free ask to ramble about Eric in any way you please

🥺🥺🥺 tyyyyyyy;;;

i feel like a broken record kinda when i talk abt eric but i never get enough of it bc he is just soooooooo complex nd as much as i like horror its not a gr8 breeding ground fr complex characters. let alone complex characters with issues. god forbid a protagonist have those (sarcasm)

nd i dont mean to excuse his actions but like we're fed John's perceptions of Eric, perceptions which have been established since the first film to be fundamentally wrong. Lawrence loved his family, he didn't want to abandon them even if he wasn't happy. Adam wanted to become a vet, he fed stray cats outside of his apartment. John perceived Lawrence as uncaring, Adam as apathetic, and determined those were crimes punishable by death.

and Eric— he's sooooo interesting because arguably John isn't wrong. Eric has anger issues, his wife left him and he's growing apart from his child, and he has ruined the lives of multiple people including Amanda. he's not a saint. he's not a hero. but what's missing from the picture John tries to paint is that Eric is actively trying to change.

he has anger issues, he hurt people, so he removed himself from fieldwork and started focusing instead on deskwork, avoiding active investigations to the point where Kerry criticizes him. his wife left him, and he's presumably ended his affair with Kerry; too little too late, sure, but he learned a lesson. Daniel doesn't want to be around him and Eric blows up— only to call Daniel once he's cooled off and apologize, requesting that Daniel call him to let Eric know he's ok.

Eric is not a good man. But he is trying to improve, to reign in his temper and be a better person, especially for Daniel. and that's so!!! like that is EXACTLY what John says he wants. for people to learn a lesson, for them to stop taking their lives for granted and become "better" (bullshit, but whatever). and like, Eric does actually have work to do and should be trying to better himself but there's making an effort and there's being tortured by a serial killer with a god complex.

and then, there's watching your child get tortured while said serial killer sits in front of you and gloats about how much of a piece of shit you are. and, really, Eric holds himself together exceptionally well. better than I could. if I was in his shoes, if one of my little brothers was in the nerve gas house, I'd have been across that table with my knife jammed where the sun don't shine faster than you could say "game over." Eric does not violently explode until Kerry and Rigg push him to. His first instinct, upon seeing those computers, is to sit down, cover his mouth, and cry. and then he plays until his friends say "hey, we need you to get violent." and he fucking struggles with it.

he doesn't just snap, it isn't a switch he flips— he's been caging his anger and wants to keep it caged and we are Shown That. he is quite literally shot through the chain link fence of that caged-off area, quick flashes between shots of him staring vacantly and shots of him yelling and shaking the fence. it's safe to say this isn't literal what's happening— it's a visual representation of an internal debate. and you know what wins out? the need to protect his child.

so he sinks to violence he's been desperately trying never to sink to again and even still, he only really unleashes that rage when John says "whose...son hates him." he's standing around tearing up blueprints looking bored until that line leaves John's lips. then he snaps, then he lashes out violently and god, I don't see how anyone could fault him. I don't see how anyone could sympathize with John!! even Leigh himself said he was surprised people sided with John instead of Eric!!!

and while in II we're John's perceptions, in III we get Amanda's— who is established to have an even more severe and negative bias. and again, I'm not saying Eric was in the right for attacking her the way he did, in fact I'd argue its a fundamental moment which cements her perception that people cannot change. HOWEVER. Eric was not there when Kerry and Rigg discovered the feed of the house was prerecorded, as far as Eric knows Daniel is still in active danger or worse, dead, and Amanda's tape has inextricably linked her to Jigsaw + therefore cast herself as one of Daniel's torturers/murderers. and Eric won his game. Amanda left the saw within his reach on purpose, she's not stupid, this wasn't an execution— Eric won, he walked out of that bathroom with a shattered foot screaming for Daniel (only screaming for Daniel, never for help, never anyone else's name). of course he attacked her. of course.

as ive said before, Eric is a deeply, deeply flawed character but that's what makes him so interesting!!! he's so compelling because he is not a good person, but he is trying and yes, he is fundamentally angry. that rage is a core character trait, but so is his love. he is FULL of undeniable love for his child to the point that he'd tear the world apart to protect Daniel!!!! and isn't that just another hypocrisy on John's part? what brought this all about if not Gideon's death? who should understand the deep-seated need to protect your child more than Jigsaw himself?

Logan's faulty trap earns him a spot as a disciple, while Adam's carelessly-placed key slipping down the drain is a fatal sin. John's rage and desire for vengeance after losing Gideon makes him a messiah, while Eric's condemns him to 6 months of the most inhumane torture in the franchise.

he is just..... soooooooo much that it drives me insane!! he is such an astoundingly deep character n i love him;;

[cotccotc]

You need to write something abt pink hair hyunjin pls 💕💕😭😭 anything I just want them to talk about his pink hair 😩✌🏽

good idea... hah. hah.

┈┈ 𝟐:𝟐𝟕 𝐚𝐦  ➷  “𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒌”  ➷  𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧

❑  𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 (@leeknows-selfies​ ♥︎)

☆  genre/s: fluff, established relationship, hyunjin x neutral!reader

☆  warnings: none!

☆  ask blurb, ~900 words (i got carried aWaY AHH)

☆  a/n: pink hair hyunjin takes up 100% of my mind’s capacity rent-free :D also… i keep getting distracted from my other requests skfjgf i’m so sorry but i’ve been a bit busy lately :(( hwang hyunjin is the only exception to my commitments 😤

☆  tags: @magglesx

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with the album repackage coming up as well as rehearsals for a comeback, your boyfriend’s schedule has been even more hectic than normal lately. in fact, oftentimes he’ll arrive to your apartment in the early morning and have to get up and go back to work in a matter of hours. however, he always cuts out time to see you, which usually means staying over at your place and cuddling throughout the sparse amount of night time he receives.

obviously, this has become your favorite part of the day.

currently, you’re laying on your couch browsing through the apps on your phone. hyunjin could walk through the door any minute. he has a spare key, meaning that if you’re ever unable to stay up and wait for him, he can simply walk right in and slump down into bed beside you for some much needed relaxation. he always says you don’t have to stay up for him, but you don’t listen. he’s so amazing with you, why not be the same for him as well?

suddenly, you get a text from hyunjin.

and another.

and another, and another and another.

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

babyyyy

baby

babe

don’t fall asleep yet!

bb

bub

smol bean

boo thang

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

w u t

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

i have a surprise for u hehe

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

ooh

what is it!!

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

…

do u even know how a surprise works?

smh

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

i’m SoRrY

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

it’s ok. i forgive u 😌

ok guess

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

but you just--

o k a y   f i n e

did u buy me something?

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

no

but i should. adding that to my to-do list

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

ahhhh stop itttt  ( as u should )

ur shoot was today!! did u get a cool part?

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

~yes~ but that’s not the ~point~

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

does it have something to do with ur outfit?

OMG are u finally letting me steal one of ur outfits from a shoot

took u long enough

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

n O

but it does have to do with my appearance…

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

wait

don’t tell me

they didn’t--

d i d   t h e y   c u t   y o u r   h a i r

for context, your boyfriend’s hair is one of your favorite things about his appearance. you love the length, as it’s perfect to play with and run your fingers through if he (or you) had a bad day or just need to relax. and, as for the color, you think the blonde suits him well. it was definitely a risky move, but it totally paid off for you and for the fans.

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

no no no don’t worry

not yet at least 😳

but ur getting warmer… 😏

i’ll be home in a sec. no more guesses!

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

AHH

ok ok ok

see u soon <333

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

i love u baby :)

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

i love u too, ‘boo thang’.

*smooch*

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

ahhhh ur so cute jdfjdj

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

tehehe

moments later, you hear hyunjin’s signature door knock: three quick, gentle taps. why is it his signature knock? because he’s scared of hitting the door too hard like the very first time, of course. he always knocks first to let you know it isn’t just some stranger barging into your house. it was his idea.

eagerly springing up from your seat on the couch, you can’t wait for him to open the door, so you take matters into your own hands. you unlatch the lock and tear the door open. hyunjin almost trips, as he was fiddling with his keys to open the door just as you did it yourself. he looks up at you, startled.

oh my god.

you place your hand over your mouth as your eyes involuntarily widen. as if he could get even more gorgeous than he was before, your boyfriend stands before you with pink. hair.

“so…” he says with a smirk, “you like?” he places his palms under his chin and acts cute, opening his mouth playfully. he then goes through a series of poses, including peace signs and moody eye-rolls.

“yes!” you reply. and you’re telling the truth. the rosy pink hue matches his bubbly personality, while also remaining muted and subtle. also, his makeup is still on from the shoot. a similar blush shade, mixed with a pop of burgundy, coats his eyelids. the makeup makes the hair stand out even more, complimenting it perfectly. he just looks… perfect.

you usher him through the doorway, after which he greets you with a peck on the lips. you shut the door and continue to sink into his hands’ grip on your waist. immediately, your first instinct is to run your fingers through his newly dyed hair. as you do so, hyunjin shuts his eyes and parts his plump lips (which you notice are also tinted a faint shade of pink).

“it’s so pretty, jinnie,” you comment.

“i know, right? i didn’t love the idea at first, but all of the staff told me to go for it. and here we are.” he opens his eyes again, looking down at you. “i’m happy you like it.” he seems so genuine, his voice turning a bit serious and more intimate.

“i’m happy you’re happy,” you return with a giggle.

he makes a disgusted facial expression at you. “yuck. too lovey-dovey.”

“you’re the one who looks like cupid’s hot older brother,” you retort.

“...so you think i’m hot?” he smirks again, pinching your sides.

you roll your eyes. duh.

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[wingkink]

ok instead of making a post every 20 minutes i’m just going to collate into one post of just like. stuff i’d forgotten about from this arc now i’m actually rewatching it. there’s a cut because this ended up fucking Long

the “when would a testicular advantage come into play?” “at gilmore’s” conversation got me

liam at the start of episode 25 just saying completely out of character “i dunno they’re pretty hot” while everyone is berating him for getting into a stupid situation is literally so much funnier than him saying “gosh you guys are good looking” later

i remembered vex rolling a nat20 on her attack “inspired by my brother” but i had forgotten that she rolled TWO in a row, after screaming out for him. and that after vax’s monologue when he went unconscious she felt a cold creeping sensation from where she was.

also vex being the first person to deal damage to delilah in the entire campaign. and then being the last nearly 90 episodes and 2 years later. it’s something idk what yet

percy screaming out “SYLAS” before he shoots him is Something my god

i’ve seen this pointed out before but the fact that percy asks the carriage driver about every one of his family members EXCEPT cassandra. insane

vax being dramatic abt the fact he got bitten and then they go to a temple and they’re like you’re fine nothing happened. this is why i think he deserved to become a vampire he already had the theatrics going and for what

got up to “i love you grog” “no-one kills you but me” 🥺

damn i forgot that ‘your soul is forfeit’ was literally yelled at just like. a random dude. a side villain. literally not even briarwood related at all percy was just in a bad mood

GOD i forgot about sam basically verbatim quoting Assassins and i still to this day do not know if it’s a really funny coincidence or he meant to make a joke (like if anyone is gonna know obscure Broadway it’s sam surely) but it still made me go . yo what the fuck

Liam’s “Keep Calm and Bite Me” shirt. Ok King

I still love Vex getting offended that Scanlan would ask her age and then Vax immediately giving his age. Cain instinct

Grog and Percy are basically torturing this poor dude and ripped his tongue out to send a message can I get a fucking uhhhhh alignment change. Mfer I've played in evil parties that didn't act like that 😭 Grog is CN but Taliesin said Percy was NG - like FUCK he is

LMAO I forgot how testy Vex was towards Vaxleth at this point, Vax and Keyleth were going to take watch and Vex stayed awake as well so they wouldn't be alone

why are VM surprised that Tyleri is a vampire when Desmond literally told them like 5 episodes ago that Sylas had him killed. Like that’s a conversation that happened, and Matt reminded them “you recognise the name because Desmond told you about him”.

before they go into the castle and vax is like "percy we're like family, but just know that if you hurt my sister, even inadvertently-" and he goes "i would expect nothing less". ooooh god how is the foreshadowing so on point.

how did I forget about the Seeming antics. them all being percy and cass is nearly as good if not better than the sextuplets incident

"what's the marching order?" "We go percy, cassandra, percy, percy, cassandra, percy, cassandra" took me out

I FORGOT ABOUT VAX SETTING OFF THE ACID TRAP LMAOOOO we love a 0 impulse King so much. I adore this stupid bitch.

Vax rolling a Nat 20 to jump off the wall of the ziggurat towards Vex when she goes down. I feel like that's never mentioned when people talk abt the 'Nat 20 of love' stuff

I forgot how much they just fucking. play with Delilah's body. they do the same to her TWICE in the final arc as well like they cannot let this woman rest.

[nanasarea]

Huang Renjun as your idol bf

Genre: fluff

Pairing: renjun x idol!reader

Request: could I request renjun? +  can you do idol renjun as you’re bf? +  can you do it for renjun? (triple request, it’s what he would have wanted)

Word count: 1225 (i had to stop myself or else this would have been 5k) 

a/n: we know I don’t proofread at this point so.....

Haechan /  Yuta / Mark / Jeno / Jaemin / Chenle / Jisung

Your schedules overlapped

you were at music core

and when renjun lost a dare

he had to go outside and sing his iconic voice crack

he felt embarrassed 

but you couldn’t help but laugh

and since jeno knew of renjun’s crush

and he was next to you when you laughed

he was like “i’m gonna be such a good wingman”

so he was like 

“his voice crack is funny, but wait till you see his horrible attempts at comedy”

r.i.p 

lee jeno

2000-2020

but it got you to talk to him so

it worked 

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

so you ended up taking him up on his offer

“to show you his horrible attempts at comedy over a drink”

and so you went

sm said no

but renjun bullied them into saying yes

i mean

he insisted 

:)

normalize bullying sm 2020

anyway

the media knew abt your relationship

before you two did

bu are you surprised

i mean the man does what he wants

if he wants to kiss you in public before you’re even offical

so be it

he knows what he wants 

and he shall get it

with consent of course

now onto the relationship itself

you soon realize jeno wasn’t kidding

sometimes his attempts really were horrible

sometimes they were really funny tho

you never knew which one you were gonna get

he likes to be unpredictable like that

buys you moomin merch

but like matching merch

only matching

bc if not, it’s all his

acts like he would sell you for a bag of expired doritos

but is actually madly in love with you

kisses your forehead and tucks you in

without knowing you weren’t asleep

so when you bring it up

he’s like 

“waaaaat no i was just ....”

and then runs away 

literally never a dull moment

something tells me he would sneak out of the dorms at like 2am

to drag you to watch the stars

and discuss alien life

or another conspiracy theory 

or one of his “do sunflowers turn themselves to face the sun?” questions

or he just blurts out something that makes you have to google the answer

would bet on it beforehand tho

it always ends in existential crisis 

speaking of bets

call it a hunch, 

but this boy would bet on everything

just so at the end, he could hear 

“you were right”

he dresses up for you

and the dreamies tease him

like that one time he tucked his shirt into his pants

and the dreamies were OI RENJUN~

on the topic of dreamies being brats

you join them

of course you do

they love you for it

he doesn’t hesitate to beat all your asses tho

he ends up choking you as a joke

and you jokingly moan

and say “harder, daddy”

and now he has discovered some new kinks

I’m sorry I had to include that, i had a dream abt that once so

but i mean 

are we surprised?

he may be tiny

but he’s an aries

and a scorpio moon

what do you expect

he also draws for you a lot

draws you a lot too

like a lot

has a whole sketch book

just for his drawings of you

and for you

it ends up filling up in less than a month

but in his defense, 

HE JUST LIKES DRAWING PRETTY THINGS OKAY

also

the type of person to be cheesy but like

only around you

when you’re in public

and you do something cheesy, 

he fake vomits

but in private,

he’ll be looking for something

“ren, what are you looking for?”

“my will to live”

*turns around and looks at you*

“nevermind, found it”

the first time he said something like this

you were convinced he finally got abducted by aliens

for talking about them so much

that they had to like switch him out with a fake renjun

but no, it was renjun

a very soft renjun

who is now very whipped and comfortable with you

teases you so much tho 

like I’m not saying he would roast you 6 times daily

but that’s exactly what I’m saying

we love a sassy icon

but it’s okay, you do the same 

but will square up whenever someone else does it

even you

“no one makes fun of y/n!”

y/n: haha look at how weird i look in this photo

renjun: square up, sweetheart

talks bout his day with you every night before bed

“so since chenle said the only food that can make him cry are onions, i threw a watermelon at him”

“i told jeno i knew he snuck out last night so he played dumb, a bit too dumb, because his response was “who’s jeno?”...i live with these people...”

“i should have stayed in china”

speaking of china, you ask him to teach you some phrases

and his reaction was 

“me? huang renjun? the man with a never-ending identity crisis?”

he does it anyway

he teaches you so well that you end up speaking Chinese for when you do group activities

“introduce your group in Chinese, please”

*all members look at you*

and he ends up teaching you only bc he’s whipped

you’re the only person who’s allowed to go to the moon with him when he wins the lottery

you walk into him laying on the floor

“lemme guess, you want everyone to disappear?”

“no, you can stay....sicheng can visit on the weekends, but that’s it.”

speaking of wayv, 

they are now your brothers-in-law

they treat you like you’re one big family

bc you are

so like for your bday, 

he only texts you hbd, 

but when he actually sees you, 

he ends up giving you like this one big speech about how lucky he is to have you

you cry

he cries

you both cry

your date nights are decided by rock, paper, scissors

no, i am not joking

whoever wins, gets to pick the movie, the food, so on

so let’s say you hang out with yangyang

you go shopping together

and then you tell renjun about your day 

and he’s like

“let’s not change the subject.”

“what’s the subject?”

“me”

of course he’s jealous

he’s an aries

with a scorpio moon

again, what do you expect

he does however love that you get along with his friends

also, I’m not implying that you have “short king anthem” as his ringtone or anything

but you totally do

because he’s 5 foot something and he indeed is royalty

short king renjun rise

but also have i mentioned you’re the only one who can calm him down

like jeno’s instinct is to call you when renjun gets like extremely sad or angry

you’re there in less than 5

obviously

fuck dance practice

renjun is more important

he does the same for you

i feel like he’d be so good at comforting 

like i can’t explain it

but he just gives the vibe

also i know we talk abt photographer na 

like a lot

but PHOTOGRAPHER HUANG

like he’s so talented in literally everything he does

renjun best boy(friend)

renjun ace

and whenever you compliment him

he gets so flustered

he is now the exact shade of a firetruck

but he will quickly cover it up

with something cocky like

“of course I am, I’m renjun”

to wrap this up, renjun is the best boyfriend and you both know it.

renjun > everyone else

convince me otherwise, I DARE YOU (spoiler: you can’t)

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