#love the detail of him being so calm that he started “playing” the piano

[chinzillas]

💛 LOVE TRACTOR - EP.6

[sylveon-and-velveon]

Playing "4 Big Guys" around the slashers

Shitpost idea has been made, so here XD

This will include: Michael Myers {OG & RZ}, Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Billy Lenz, Freddy Krueger, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Harry Warden, Tiffany Valentine

Feel free to request any shitpost writing prompt ideas you can think of in my asks, I love silly non-serious ideas XD

Given the music is VERY adult related, this is 18+ ONLY

OG Michael Myers

Ain't gonna lie, the second you play that song he's probably staring at you instantly. Anger? Disappointment? Cursing your entire family and possible future children? Who knows! It's Michael-Fucking-Myers baby!!!

He's not used to anything sexual overall so hearing a song openly sing about gay sex, and in such a detailed way, would worry him. Not for the singer, no- more on your taste in music.

And don't even get me started on when he hears about shit being involved. The second he hears that being mentioned he's turning off the music entirely, patting your head, and dragging you away so you'll listen to something he likes instead to cleanse that weird mind of yours. Like... Kate Bush or something.

He'd like Kate Bush right? He looks like a Kate Bush enjoyer.

RZ Michael Myers

Judging you, hard. Though he ain't saying it. His aura is practically smellable he's judging you so hard.

Does he like it? No. It's loud, obnoxious, and profound filled. Ignoring the obvious "gay sex and other weirdness" part, the volume of the music reminds him of his childhood.

He's smashing the device the music is coming from. He doesn't care if it's your MP3 all the way to a damn TV or Alexa, he's smashing that shit to pieces if it means he doesn't need to hear it anymore.

What would he put on instead? Calming ambient noises that play for hours on end on YouTube. It's the exact opposite of whatever hellscape you just played. It's better.

Brahms Heelshire

Well first of all it ain't classical, so that's a point on the "I Hate This" list.

Second it's not a piano.

Third it's literally "4 Big Guys"-

Not only is this poor man confused about everything the singer is saying, I highly doubt his parents explained LGBTQ+ to him, he's also hating how loud it is.

"Who puts things up their ass?" - Brahms Heelshire 2024

You turn off the music yourself when he practically begs you to.

You're probably tryna hold in your laughter while he's sitting on the floor trying to figure out what the fuck he just heard.

Jason Voorhees

Is there a bigger word for "traumatized"? Because that man earns it.

You're lucky af, if his mom was live she'd hit you with a crowbar so fast- Not kill you tho, she wouldn't dare hurt her boy.

But yeah, he's not saying anything, nor moving. Bro's too traumatized. LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE-

You better give him his teddy he fucking deserves it TmT

Laughing his ass off until the shit is mentioned, even this horny gremlin has his limits.

Can you tell I hate shit kinks? XD

He'd want an apology for you blasting that song so far to that section. But no music! He hates Christmas songs, they're so repetitive and they all sound the same anyway.

Bake him a cake, the more unique the better. His favourite so far is red velvet with cream cheese frosting!

Then when he's finished eating you're getting railed by him not longer after, man's not changed. Not now, not ever.

Freddy Krueger

You can play this entire song with this man on REPEAT and he'd be fine with it.

I'd be surprised if he didn't given his track record and.... slicing open his skin to reveal green "blood" and maggots crawling out.

Would he laugh the first time? ABSOLUTELY!

Would he jokingly sing along, probably.

But he would TOTALLY play this song when going after his victims sometimes. Imagine dying and the last thing you hear is:

"4 BIG GUYS AND THEY GRAB ON MY THIGHS-"

Stu Macher & Billy Loomis

Billy is concerned for your wellbeing. Especially when you start singing it at full force with Stu joining in not long after.

Yeah Stu is enjoying this to the max!

Finds it hilarious, who the fuck wouldn't when you've got humour more broken than Brahms' doll-

But seeing you enjoying yourself to this.... absurdity, at least makes Billy calm down from worry. Now he's just concerned your taste in music may infiltrate your taste in movies.

I doubt the man's used to hearing music.... imagine this being his first time hearing it-

OMG he'd probably think this is normal for music.

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE??? XD

If it's not his first time hearing music though? No concern, laughter, nothing. He's neutral, given that this is something that makes you a little chaotic gremlin.

He's happy seeing you comfortable enough around to be a "gremlin" as you call it.

Bubba Sawyer

Don't traumatize him more than he's been already!!

Sure he doesn't realise it, or the fact he's used to it, but the poor guy's already traumatized-

Though he's probably more confused in the whole scheme of things. I mean, he knows what sex is. But just the surface of it.

So he's probably just learnt way too much in such a short period of time.

Oh lord what have you done-

Harry Warden

Okay first of all, why is there no GIF of this man? WTF????

Second; man's from the mines, man's old fashioned, you've probably just thrown way too much modern shit in his face way too quickly that he's just staring at you, the music video, and then the floor.

Poor miner is so confused, especially when the "cum starts spraying".

Oh god he'll probably think it's like dust from the mines spraying everywhere.

Fucking hell that's a vision-

Tiffany Valentine

Finds it amusing? Yes.

Judging? Not as much as you'd expect.

Girl's been through a wild ride, hearing you blast out "4 Big Guys" from your phone wouldn't be the most shocking thing in the world.

Hell. she'd probably encourage you to start singing along to it XD

Oh she's gonna use that song to torture someone with it. She doesn't know how yet, but she's got the idea in her head now

[jasppurring]

Losing my mind over the musical symbolism in Shadow and Bone (especially for the crows). Each character has a theme. When we first see Kaz, we hear his theme over a slow shot panning up from the tip of his cane to his face. His theme is a slow, ominous violin theme. This establishes even before he starts talking that this man is dangerous. He is not to be fucked with. But it also establishes that he's calm, he's cold, he has it together. He's a cold, calculating type of dangerous, not a fiery, angry kind of dangerous. Just a few bars of music gives the viewer a really good grasp of what kind of character they're about to be introduced to without a single line of dialogue being spoken.

The first time we see wylan he's sitting on the street, playing his flute for change, and the song he's playing is actually his own theme (i'm obsessed with this fact. its so fucking cool.) His theme is mostly flute and piano (he is later shown playing the piano. The piano song he plays was actually composed by Jack Wolfe, the actor playing wylan, which is the coolest thing ever) So his theme being made of flute and piano makes a lot of sense. He's a musician, and those are his instruments. This establishes him as an artist, as a musician, as a generally very creative person, and so it pairs very well with the visual of him playing his flute. BUT. But. There's a third instrument in his theme. The violin. And it feels very out of place. His flute/piano theme is very soft, very flowy, very whimsical, but the violin feels more like a march. it's more forceful, more ominous. its actually very similar to Kaz's theme. It's weird. This flowy, whimsical song with this subtle yet jarring bit of very kazzy violin in there.

I LOVE this little detail. it subtly nods to the similarities between kaz and wylan, but also how they seem so different on the surface. Kaz's song sounds very different to wylan's, but under the surface, there's a very similar song playing for both, just like how they seem so different, yet underneath it all, they're very much the same. This is phenomenal audital storytelling, all in a few seconds of music people barely even pay attention to. But it connects the two characters before we even see them interact for the first time which is just!!!! the coolest!!!!!

[speirslore]

domestic headcanons- rosie rosenthal

(a/n: requested! hope you enjoy <3 requests are open for bob, mota, and tp, as always)

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rosie is naturally nurturing so he's very openly and unabashedly the biggest romantic

is very excited to get married and to have some stability after the war and trials in germany

but your wedding is small, only with your close family and friends

lovesss house hunting with you when you're still in an apartment in the city

he's a great partner, very responsible and reassuring, his presence is naturally calming for you

problem-solver, if something's bothering you he wants to fix it immediately. it doesn't matter how big or small, if it's upsetting you, he wants to make it better

you trust him and his decision making 100%

have a great foundation to have a life together, you got through a literal war together and that definitely strengthens a relationship

rosie prides himself on how well he knows you

to be loved is to be known and that is very relevant here

he also feels so loved and special when you remember little details about him

loves being spontaneous

he's so dependable

a great gift giver, will retain you offhandedly mentioning you like this certain purse or lipstick and boom six months later it's wrapped up for your birthday

he loves cooking and is ridiculously good at it

you learn that rosie can really do anything he sets his mind to including cooking stupidly complicated recipes

anniversaries? forget about it, he out does himself every single year

rosie remembers every single one, not just when you first started dating or eventually your marriage anniversary. first kiss, first everything

rosie loves a romantic gesture, does not care about public embarrassment or judgement at all

twirling you and dipping you around the dance floor

would loveee to do a big public proposal

but that being said isn't huge into pda like making out in public is not his style

but holding hands, hand on the small of your back, or just physical proximity?

oh absolutely loves pet names, especially honey and darling

but totally melts when you call him robert! he doesn't know why it just gets him...

loves it when you read to him, will very timidly request it

some nights will read to you as well, you guys take turns picking out books

one of those couples that lowkey does everything together but not co-dependent or in a bad way?

he just genuinely enjoys spending time with you. you never run out of things to talk or laugh about

rosie is great at having a routine down, he's so busy but gets everything done

so supportive of you and your career, whatever you want that to be

he loves hosting a neighbor or block party at your house, again with never being embarrassed: will get on the grill and wear your floral apron with no shame

he lovesss writing letters, it's so romantic to him

you save all of your letters written back and forth to each other in a (now very big) box under your bed

will leave little notes around the house too like if he leaves in the morning before you wake up or if he's gone for the weekend on a business trip- he'll leave a bunch of notes around the house for you to find

the most attentive dad

has art work from your kids on the fridge and all over his office

music!!!!

music is a huge deal in the rosenthal household. a record is always playing. you have a piano in the living room and your children are all in music lessons, start learning an instrument from a young age

your son loves the piano and your daughter absolutely is amazing at the violin

speaking of concerts, rosie is present at every single one and is sooo proud

the one thing he hates about his job is it can be long hours as an attorney... he hates being away from his family

documents everything about your children, like buys the baby books and takes so many pictures it's so endearing

in awe of your baby like she's so precious and rosie can't get over her chubby cheeks or squealing laughter... she's his weakness

of course he reads to the kids too and tucks them in at night

you do have to force him to relax sometimes and take a breather, it can be very hard for him to let himself relax and chill

he's gotten better since the war but still... he can very easily throw himself into his work and overwork himself

so busy taking care of everyone else that he's not taking care of himself

you can always get him to take a break when you suggest a bath together

his kryptonite...

you love taking a bath with him, a bunch of bubbles, and laying against his chest... perfection

loves being hands on with the kids

will somehow teach himself how to build things like your daughter wants a dollhouse? of course rosie can do it... why couldn't he

loves cuddling and spooning

like laying on the couch together, legs entangled, his hand on your waist, just reading or working on different things in silence, just the physical touch and intimacy is so nice for him

loves watching the kids play outside, reading the newspaper or a book he's been meaning to read, your hands loosely interlocked, sitting on the chair next to him, yeah this is paradise!

always has his robe on in the morning like a cup of coffee, a newspaper, the robe, and slippers... he's a vision

always wants you to sit in his lap or the arm of the chair

will beg you to indulge in slow dancing in the kitchen in said robe to artie shaw

will stop by the market on the way home from work to buy a fresh bouqet of flowers routinely

your kids are in awe of your love for each other and his love for you!

[bozepomagaj]

Modern/College AU HC's! (Twins edition)

Nai/Knives Saverem

I plan on writing a small drabble on Rem's backstory and how she met&adopted the twins so I don't wanna spoil too much but as I mentioned, she worked as a biologist, made plenty of discoveries but then later on started focusing on rheumatology after taking the twins in. She found out after she adopted them that they both have a rare disease that barely any doctor was willing to work with, let alone give them some kind of treatment. Thankfully, Knives spent most of his life in remission, and when his symptoms did show, it was nowhere near like Vash. Vash's longest remission lasted for around 2 years. Since doctors didn't know what illness he had at first, they just stuffed him with random drugs that ended up causing other problems and illnesses in his body. I can go more into detail about the illnesses they have, but... maybe another time.

Due to all this, Knives takes meticulous care of his body. Goes to the gym regularly, makes sure to eat enough calories every day, takes supplements if needed, and has an extensive skincare routine. He has his sweet cravings, but he never indulges in them. 'Cheat days'? Never heard of them. Alcohol? He'd rather drink poison. I mean to him, it's the same.

Everyone thinks that the nickname 'Knives' came from Wolfwood, who kept calling him that because of his incredible cooking skills. In reality, it's because Knives had an affinity towards 'pretty' knives since he was a kid. A black higonokami and a trapper are his favorite possessions at the moment.

To add to the previous hc, Knives wanted to play darts so badly as a kid. He thought it would make him look cool, but Rem refused to buy him the game. So he just started throwing knives at the wall until she caved in and finally bought him the game so he'd stop making holes in her walls because she loved him. He loves playing 301 because he gets to show off how precise he can be.

Knives and Vash's shared apartment is big, but definitely not big enough to fit a grand piano, and it irks him. He bought an electric piano, but he absolutely despises it. It sounds too soulless, too shallow for him.

Cat dad? More like plant dad. That man has an insane amount of cacti in his room, their entire apartment is filled to the brim with all kinds of greenery Vash could rarely go outside as a kid due to him constantly going from hospital to hospital so plants and nature calm him down, he loves being surrounded by flowers but you can only find the cacti in his room, no other plant. Except... a singular Adam and Eve orchid next to his bed.

Surprisingly, Knives does enjoy video games. In fact, he was the one who first started playing them and got Vash into them. Anything with deep, unique plots and lots and lots of world building will have him drooling. Avid player of FF14 and a huge Zenos fan and defender. As for his favorite game, without a doubt, it's 'The Last Guardian' but he'll never admit it if you ask him.

Out of the entire friend group, the only person he actually likes is Milly, surprisingly. He knew her prior to finding out she's a part of Vash's friend group. They often went to the gym around the same times and left around the same times. It started with Milly trying to talk to him, but he'd never pay her any heed. But she continued. Hours upon hours. Every day. After some time, he finally started giving in, nodding and agreeing with what she's saying. Until they eventually started making actual conversations, giving each other tips, exchanging their favorite protein bars and their drinks. Vash was presently surprised by their friendship.

He enjoys sketching. Never actually making full-fledged art but just sketching either some type of scenery that left an impression on him or practicing dynamic poses he sees online or in fashion magazines. When he gets frustrated with his piano because it just 'doesn't sound right,' he'll plop down on hus bed, get himself a notebook, and start sketching until he gets bored of it. He wouldn't classify it as a hobby since he doesn't do it as often, but if he wanted to, he could definitely make some beautiful pieces of art.

Vash The Stampede

Plant dad #2 except he SUCKS. He has so many plants, sometimes when he's caught up with things he will completely forget to water them. He'll only notice when they wilt and he'll spend hours crying over it and feeling bad No, Knives isn't holding his laugh back when this happens, its just the allergies messing with him, he's just coughing.

Despite being incredibly ill, drumroll please... Vash has no allergies! He does have food restrictions, but hey, at least he can eat peanut butter!

Unlike his dear brother, he doesn't really watch after himself that well. Sure, he goes out on walks and spends an hour or two at the gym but dieting? Hell no, he's eating whatever he can, whenever he can.

Also, that man is as clumsy as it can get. He could be walking on a completely flat surface, and he'll still find a way to fall and hurt something.

Y'know how some people can tell when its gonna rain due to their joints hurting? Vash. Just... Vash. Everytime. But hey, at least everyone has their umbrellas always ready!

Like I mentioned with Knives, Vash loves video games! Simulators, RPG-s, point-and-click horror, anything! His favorite would definitely have to be 'Ori and the Will of the Wisps'. Loves the way it looks, and he always, and I mean always, cries when he sees Shrieks' backstory. The ending, too, makes him cry.

Also unlike Knives, he absolutely loves the multiplayer part of FF14. He'll spend hours of talking with people, making friends and just doing dumb shit.

Can't read notes for shit but will somehow make the most heart-wrenching tunes known to man when he gets ahold of his brothers piano. Knives will just stare at him, mouth agape, lowkey jealous...

Has plenty of cheesy, donut themed stuff around the house. Earrings, rings, cups with lil donuts on them, plates in the shape of a donut, shirts with donut puns, everything! This is due to Knives finally snapping and telling him to stop eating so much sugar every day. He is now allowed only 4 donuts per week.

He tends to get overwhelmed by beautiful scenery to the point of tears. Rem took them to a nearby forest once, near a stream during spring when flowers were in full bloom, and Vash ended up breaking down into tears because it was so beautiful to him.

Despite what Knives thinks, Vash doesn't always drink when he goes out. He does get drunk from time to time, but the cause of his clothes always smelling like alcohol is from constantly being on the dancefloor and bumping into people

Barely anyone knows about his condition, actually. He begged his professors not to tell anyone when he brought in the papers for the first time. As for his constant hospital visits, he'll just say he's 'unlucky' and got sick again, same goes for when he's gone for a couple of days/weeks.

That's it for now I think. If anyone has any questions or wants me to elaborate, I would absolutely love to do so🫡

[enbee-ai]

@its-your-mind this is for you

here are my notes on malevolent's season one, episodes one through eight

considering my history with eye-related imagery podcasts, it was only obvious that one day i'd get around to malevolent as well. so here it is:

the two things i knew going in are as follow:

one of them is named john, while the other's name is arthur. i have no clue who is which

lots of the aforementioned eye imagery. i think at least one of them might be coded yellow, although as far as i know they are... sharing a body, perhaps. one of them is not human. and he's EVIL

i didn't jot down many notes while listening to the first bunch of episodes, but i have some general thoughts.

the setup is really smart. it's a really good idea to have arthur suddenly go blind and having john describe his surroundings, the people they come across and the actions arthur himself is going to take, but it also almost feels like a dnd campaign as far as descriptions and the dialogue goes (good, i'm very passionate about taz), especially when john gives arthur a description and arthur asks him questions, or when john lays out the possible courses of action they could take and leaves the choice to arthur. also why are there dice sounds sometimes when john notices some detail or other? what's up with that

part 1 "the dark world", part 2 "the missing girl", part 3 "the mansion", all in rapid fire:

(at this point i was convinced this was all taking place in england. podcast protagonists love being named john, and british)

i love stories that start in medias res, but this isn't even that. this is directly after the res. intriguing

peter... a private detective's partner in investigating... mmh nureyev i am constantly reminded of you come back home

the mystery seems straightforward enough, at least as much as a mystery can be, but arthur's detective skills really shine through here. he seems quite level headed.

it's really funny that he tells the voice (this is what i was calling john until episode five) to shut up and calm the fuck down he's so right for that, you go you funky little detective! 

i wonder when he's going to break down

DRIVING? WHILE BLIND???

creepy rotting abandoned mansions and mystery babies, love it, nothing to complain about

part 4 "the voices"

is the guy (kellin) the one who can actually hear the voice? is the severed head just a lifeless thing? does he think ! he can't hear the voice while his sister's head can, because he's unstable? is this what's happening? how would this guy (kellin again, i had no idea how to spell his name before looking it up i apologize) even be able to talk to the severed head in the lake?

oh this is GOOD horror

part 5 "the gift"

what? how did that happen? what? (i'm apparently referring to how arthur got in a hospital, according to the time stamp i left next to this note!)

is that the dream world the book guy was talking about in his notes?

did they actually have this kind of medical technology back in the 1930's?

oooh john

OO FRIEND

thank you for the recap of the previous five episodes i have just listened to

I KNEW SHE WAS DEAD!! CONSEQUENCES (of being asleep for a month)  (i'm talking about amanda / sarah here)

part 6 "the hill"

john seems to really like saying arthur's name

"arthur" "what?" "it's closed." hah

alright yes i s'pose i could yeh

how come john keeps asking arthur to play the piano? is there a reason beyond the obvious?

oh oh his reaction!! it's so lovely!!

gingerly walking into a gun shop and buying a gun like the real americans do. yeehaw

"you know how to [pick a lock]?" "many times, friend" "friend"

!!! john is so surprised to be called arthur's friend!! he didn't even notice it when they were in the hospital but arthur's been calling him that for a while now, back before the coma :)))

"more than telling (turn right) more than telling—"

part 7 "the island"

abandoned houses, severed heads, creepy lighthouses in the middle of a foggy lake, hitchhiking with the wrong guy. cults

all of my favorite things

we fucked up, you fucked up

who's john????????? what 

what do you mean who's john. what's happening to him, why doesn't he remember his own name that he picked out for himself kind of

part 8 "the caves"

"once more in the abyss, john" "once more, friend"

first time john's called arthur his friend! it's even more meaningful knowing how much he likes calling him arthur

john hates rhetorical questions, i see. although i'm pretty sure they're an integral part of being a PI and reasoning stuff out

the coffins were removed... and the widow wasn't alone... this is the thing that fucks me up the most 

more dice sounds

"if they are a cult, who or what are they worshipping", i see john's the one asking the rhetorical questions now

a woman? the widow? why has she gone feral

counting? what? the coffins? time? (about the signs they find on the cave's walls)

ah

john 😳 i need you with me on this 😳

the black goat, the king in yellow (arthur and john? is that why they're coded yellow? is john the king in yellow? could that be?)

is john hiding something? why is the fact that he left the severed head behind continually brought up? is it going to be relevant, was the head actually... supernatural?

does john know something he isn't telling arthur?

antoine's final plan and henry's sacrifice ?

"the one who wore, yellow?" "yes the king in yellow"

the one who tried to kill arthur in episode one? (i think this might be referring to the one who killed sarah, or the one who was following her)

"FUCK YOU JOHN" "FUCK ME? FUCK YOUR EYES"

well john is obviously worried that arthur's lack of empathy for the creatures they've come across up to this point will translate in a... rejection of some sort (fear, disgust, or anger) towards him if and when they find out where john came from and what he is

he's also aware that the time he spent in the dark world must have greatly influenced him, both in his actions and his mind. i think this is why he is showing so much empathy for the widow (was she really?) getting sucked into the cult, he knows how much the environment you're in and the company you are with can influence a mind

i mean, this is just speculating. i hope whatever malevolent veteran is reading this is having a laugh

this also makes me think that john might be having quite the influence on arthur's mind, to an extent, one that arthur is not aware of, at all

well, shit

[sleepytyrtle]

So, uh, Lunar saying they were made to die gave me a wonderful and angsty idea for a SAMS animatic! The problem is I am a college student with little to no time to make it, so I decided to at least share my idea until I get around to making the animatic.

Basically, it follows this song and an au where Lunar sacrifices themself to destroy the Killcode!

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The animatic starts with Lunar sinking in the lava lake of Moon's mindscape, bubbles floating past their sinking form. The piano keys play and there's a flashback to how Lunar got there.

The sea is dark and cold

It vows to drag us down

The following scene shows that Monty, Moon, and Lunar were battling the killcode in Moon's mindscape. Moon was unable to move from the pain being near Killcode made him feel and Monty was struggling to stand. It seemed like Killcode would win.

That's when Lunar had seen a chance to end it. Killcode had been standing precariously close to the ledge of the lava lake below and all it had taken was a push.

For you I'll sink away

Moon and Monty shout for Lunar, both reaching out, but knowing they won't catch them.

Killcode and Lunar hit the lava. It drags both of them down, drowning them in the depths.

In this pain an island stands

With warm and white inviting sands

The following lines follow Lunar's mindset as they sink and burn in the lava. Their pain, their fear, and the knowledge of knowing they won't make it out, or live the dreams they planned.

In this pain an island rests

Where all I want is safely kept

How all of the panic is intercut with memories of Sun, Moon, and Monty. The love of the family their sacrificing themself for. Lunar accepts their fate.

The quiet rushes in,

The roaring waves subside

Lunar is calm now in their acceptance. After all, they always knew they were going to die one day. With a gentle smile and a hand on their chest, they're glad it was for Moon.

In this pain an island rests

Where all I loved are safely kept

Lunar sees flashes of his brothers in happier moments which are intercut with the current reality.

Lunar thinks of Moon smiling as he works on an experiment, but the scene switches to reality with Moon screaming at the edge of the lava, crying for his lost brother.

Lunar thinks of Monty raging as he loses in a game of golf, but the scene changes back to reality with Monty crying silently as he rests a supportive hand on Moon's back.

Lunar thinks of Sun laughing with delight as he tends to the daycare with a bounce of joy in his step, but the scene shifts to reality where Sun waits anxiously on the outside of the mindscape for everyone to return.

And the more I see, the less I grieve

Lunar closes their eyes, content with the thought of a happier future for their brothers.

For you I'd sink

Lunar's vision fades and the scene ends with a fade to black, the lava bubbles floating past.

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Yeah, that's all I have planned for the animatic! Obviously, when I get around to it, more details and things might be added or changed, but this is the gist of it! Sacrifice au is what this shall be called!

[ciaossu-imagines]

Shipping Headcanons with Ally, Zen, and Jumin

So, when it comes to your relationships with Jumin and Zen, it's very different from your poly relationship with Harr and Sirius. For one thing, this is definitely not a traditional polyamorous relationship where the three of you do things together.

These two men don't really get along with each other and truth be told, they're both wildly competitive with each other in some ways. One of those ways is definitely in their relationships with you.

I do think this is a relationship where it is open that you are dating both of them. Both men know you are, they have both agreed to it, and neither of them hold you needing relationships with both of them against you at all. However, they do not want to date each other in any sort of ways or to spend more time together than they have to, so while they know about you dating both of them, they do ask that you do so separately. Both of them will ask that you don't share intimate details of your relationship with the other man with them, but they don't request that you completely hide it either. Just that you keep your relationship with Zen and your relationship with Jumin separate.

I do see this as a situation where neither man is going to be a great shoulder for you to lean on if you get into a fight with the other man because they will definitely disparage the other man and encourage you to just end the relationship so if you do need a shoulder to cry on after a fight, it would have to be one of your friends or one of the RFA members…honestly, I could see V being really good in that kind of role for you.

Okay, so going into your actual relationships with the men. Both of them definitely deeply love you and both of them spoil you in their own ways. You never have to worry about feeling unloved in your life because while Zen is more loudly in love and more overt in his spoiling and showing you off, Jumin makes sure you feel like a princess every day.

There is a huge height difference between you and both men. They both handle it very differently, though. Jumin really doesn't give it much thought. He does find it adorable at times but mostly he thinks in practicals and he goes out of his way to make your life easier in terms of your height. Once he gets serious with you, serious enough for you to be spending time in his apartment, he rearranges it to make sure that everything in his apartment is within easy reach for you so that you'll never have to climb. To be honest, doing so definitely puts him at a disadvantage inside his own home, but he knows you're plenty worth that little bit of disadvantage.

Zen, on the other hand, finds it the cutest thing in the world how tiny you are. He's going to tease you about it here and there, fake using you as a leaning post but he especially uses your height as an excuse to be physical with you. What I mean by that is this - say you're trying to get something on a shelf that is too high for you. Sure, he could let you climb, but he's seeing the opportunity to touch and hold you and show off his strength to you by lifting you up so you can grab the thing you need. Or, since he's constantly taking selfies of the two of you, and the height difference could make that awkward at times, he'll sit down and pull you into him, sometimes even on his lap, to shoot a picture of the two of you. Either way, with the both of them, if they're around you, they will not let your stubborn streak insist on getting it yourself, stepping in before you'd even need to.

Jumin isn't hugely into music. He does know how to play the piano, part of his upbringing as a cultured person, but it's not something he does a lot…not until he meets you anyway. He starts to really appreciate music more, getting infected, I guess, by your own love for it. He searches for sheet music made for two and it's quiet and wonderfully intimate, calming for his mind and soul, when the two of you sit in his apartment and just play the piano together.

Music though? You connect more that way, most certainly, with Zen. I mean, the man is famous for his musical roles and he loves the fact that you are as musical as you are. He's also serenading you, encouraging you to sing duets with him. And with the amount of instruments you play, he loves coming to you and asking you to play for him. If he has songs to practice for a new role, he'll give you the sheet music and ask you to play while he sings and learns the song, and if those songs happen to be the duets he loves doing with you, all the better.

Zen really does treat his body as a temple and that extends to the food he eats. He's really careful about eating healthy, and he's careful about how much caffeine and such he consumes. Despite being really supportive of your passion for baking, he's unlikely to eat much of your baked goods. And he listens happily to you talk about food and does try to find dinner dates the both of you can enjoy but at the same time, he's always going to be encouraging you to eat healthy and to treat your body as the temple it is to him.

Jumin on the other hand? This man appreciates fine cuisine and when he finds out that you have a love of food and that you're willing to experience different types of food, he's going to make sure that you have the opportunity for. And considering his wealth and position, believe me when I say that he takes this to the extreme. You're in the mood for Italian food? That's great, the private jet is booked and waiting for the both of you at the airstrip to whisk you away to Italy, where you'll eat the finest, authentic cuisine. You want to have French pastries? Well, Jumin has always wanted to take you to see Paris…it is the city of love after all.

And when Jumin learns that you had once dreamed of opening your own bakery? Well, he does want to make all your dreams come true, even past ones so don't be surprised if, on one of your dates, he just brings you to an empty building and tells you it's what will become your own bakery. He simply hasn't decorated or placed things yet because he figured you would want creative control of that. When you do decide on the decorations and fittings and equipment, it will all be charged to him, of course, so don't even worry about the cost.

If you do open the bakery, even with his clean living and eating, Zen is also going to be hugely supportive. He'll send all costars and the stage crew your way. He'll suggest your bakery as a meeting spot for coffee with directors and such. He'll mention it in interviews to endorse it publicly and hopefully up your customer count.

Both Jumin and Zen will both encourage your creative passions and endeavors in their own ways. They both show interest in whatever you're working on at the moment. Zen asks that you sew him stuff that he can wear out and about, to show off how very talented his love is. Jumin, meanwhile, will simply make sure that you are always kept with all the materials and equipment needed to be able to pursue your passions and creative endeavors.

Now, when it comes to your ADHD, I do think that your inattention and spaciness is often the only thing, other than his sometimes rabid fans, that you and Zen fight about. He tries really hard to be understanding but being ignored or not given attention really does hit some sore spots for him and he knows you try to, but when your ADHD does act up and you space out and forget to meet up with him or don't hear things he says to you, he can get frustrated and sometimes there are petty little squabbles about it.

Jumin, meanwhile, doesn't understand your ADHD at all. He will go to lengths to learn but most of what he'll take away is simply definitions and clinical terms. What he does do is simply accept it as part of you and extend any help he can, making sure you see the best of doctors and psychiatrists to ensure your ADHD is treated with the newest or best treatment plans, personalized entirely for you.

Now, the hardest thing, the thing that causes the most serious of fights with both men? Even though your relationship with both men is very serious, and both of them can't imagine spending their lives with anyone but you, neither man is quite ready for children. Zen is focused on his relationship with you and his career and Jumin is scared about the safety of his children. And both men…both men worry about repeating their parent's mistakes. While I'm not saying that children are completely out of the question, it's unlikely to happen for quite a while and Jumin is the one most likely to accept children first.

Both men do love how sensitive you are, how emotional you are, how you easily connect to people. They admire how you want to make people happy and how hard you're willing to work to do so. However, both of them do notice your bad habit of not treating yourself with that same kindness. Both men constantly check to make sure you're eating well, that you're sleeping. If they notice you're getting really sensitive to things and overly emotional or that you're wearing yourself thin to try to please everyone at the cost of your own happiness, they both shut it down. Jumin's the most strict about it and the one most likely to call you out on it, though you know he's only doing it because he cares about you. He's also definitely making sure that his people take care of anything and everything on your personal plate before insisting on your taking a break. He'll whisk you away for a spa day or a private little vacation for the two of you to someplace he knows you either love or have mentioned wanting to go. He reminds you that it's good to care about others, but that to him and to many other people, you are so incredibly important and that you being taken care of, being happy is top priority.

Zen, meanwhile, doesn't really know how best to help and this is when he gets the most upset about your relationship with Jumin and downtalks the other man most. He's not a rich heir, after all. He can't whisk you away and spoil you with vacations and spa trips. But that doesn't mean he doesn't care and that he hates seeing you so exhausted or emotionally drained. He hates that he can't do more than what he can, which is to give you so many compliments that you're almost overwhelmed with them all. With making you meals to make sure you eat, to help you with all the things you're trying to do, no matter how lousy he is at it (or how much time it takes away from his own hobbies or interests….he'll work, but give up all the rest of his time to help you). He'll do face masks and at home spa days with you, offer massages, anything he can do to help you relax. He offers to put on performances for you to distract you from anything going…anything this man can do that will make you smile, will make you relax and take care of yourself and be happy, he will do.

Now, with your hand injury, both men, as per usual, take very different but surprisingly similar reactions. Jumin insists that you see his personal doctor, the best there is. He wants to ensure your injury is treated well, that he knows how best to take care of you. He puts even more servants on duty for you, just to make sure that you don't have to do anything yourself.

He won't understand though, until you tell him plain out, why you're so frustrated about your injury and how much it limits you from doing things. That you're going a little stir crazy without being able to do all the things you most enjoy. He'll understand after that, but he's a little frustrated himself at that because honestly…he can't really figure out how to help you. There's nothing he can really do to make you able to do the things you want. Instead, he tries his best to simply spend more time with you, to do more things with you. If you're kept occupied or kept company, perhaps you'll be too distracted to worry about what you can't do, after all. He'll be a tiny bit more physically affectionate as well during this time and he'll ask if maybe getting Elizabeth a sister wouldn't help you - after all, a new kitten all your own would give you something new and easy to focus on as well.

Zen, meanwhile, definitely also wants to ensure that your injury is taken care of the best it can be. While he's a busy guy, he spends as much in person time as he can with you following your injury, just so he can help with anything you find yourself unable to do. And when he can't spend that time with you, he's texting and calling often to check in on both your injury and your mental state. He knows how awful it would be for him to face a similar injury, what with his busy and hands on lifestyle and he can pretty easily figure out that you'll get frustrated about all the things you want to do and can't because of your injury. He listens willingly to any venting you want to do and he's a constant font of support and encouragement that the injury is only temporary. If at all possible, he tries to bring you to practices and run-throughs for his show with him, just to make sure you're kept entertained and occupied and besides, it's easier for him to keep an eye on you that way, make sure you're not trying to do things that might make your injury worse or delay healing.

[callsign-phoenix]

I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!

It is a Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x shy gn!reader imagine.

Thank you so much @sunlightmurdock for proofreading!

Warnings: mild cursing, mutual pining

You were a good friend of Bob’s because the two of you just got each other.

He was shy and introverted and you were his soulmate in that sense, the two of you understood each other without words, because you didn’t want to talk much when you were in public.

Nevertheless you went to the Hard Deck occasionally, because Nat told you you had to get out more, and because you loved seeing Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw there.

He was always the center of attention and he was witty, charming and charismatic, everything you’d never want to be but that you loved to see in a man.

You didn’t talk much about your crush on him but it was blatantly obvious to those who knew you.

You generally just nursed on your drink by the bar or next to Bob, not saying much but being content with listening.

After a while of you popping up in his eyesight Bradley started approaching Bob, and asking him about you.

Bob just smiled and told him a little bit about you, but every detail enthralled Bradley more.

He always went to play the piano when he saw you just to try and impress you with it, but even though you caught him staring at you occasionally you didn’t make the connection that he was doing this for you.

At first Bradley didn’t talk to you, until he realized that not being able to talk to you meant not ever getting to know you.

He started small conversations with you, asking if you wanted another drink or what your favorite beverage was, asking for your name or your job and showing interest in you.

You didn’t answer much other than in small tentative sentences, which he cherished to hear because he loved the sound of your voice.

You never really met his eyes but you had come to memorize his arms and chest, being too shy to look at him when he spoke to you.

He tried to seem as casual as possible because Bob had told him that you were easily scared into shyness, but Bradley simply had difficulties initiating a conversation with you.

“Hi, do you want another beer?” He asked with a smile that you didn’t very well see because as soon as you felt his presence beside you your eyes trailed down to your cup.

It was still half full so you glanced at him, still not meeting his eyes.

“I’m good. Thank you, though,” you said sincerely, your eyes wide as you finally met his.

Bradley smiled as you met his eyes but that smile vanished when you glanced back down, and the conversation fell into another silence.

You wanted to talk to him but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so, and Bradley for once in his life didn’t know what to talk to you about.

There was this silent longing for the other to continue a conversation, but there wasn’t anything either of you could think about to keep it up.

You eventually fell back into your stance with your head lowered in anxiety and Bradley left after a while to get drinks for everyone else.

When those short talks weren’t enough for him anymore Bradley went to talk to your friends, asking them for help in the matter.

Both Nat and Bob had to smile at his infatuation with you and they told him to wait and see, to ask you out if the chance presented itself.

You didn’t talk about your crush on him but your friends knew that you were crushing on someone, which made them hope and speculate that it was Bradley in the first place.

When you had a calm dinner with Bob and Nat one evening they addressed the subject, with delicate smiles on their faces.

“So, on another note… what do you think of Bradley?” Nat asked gingerly as she poured herself another glass of wine, glancing at you after posing her question.

Your eyes snapped up to watch her for a bit in shock at her question, but you knew that you eventually had to answer her.

“I… he’s nice,” you decided to say, receiving a chuckle from Nat as you watched her glance at Bob for a second.

“You like him, don’t you?” She asked, and your heart started racing.

You were about to deny it but the heat in your cheeks and the way your eyes were wide in fear made that pretty much impossible.

You looked down at the table in embarrassment until you felt Nat’s hand settle on your forearm.

“He asked us about you,” she said softly, establishing eye contact with you to show you she was serious.

A range of emotions rushed over your face with your eyebrows knitting together and your eyelids fluttering, and you looked at Bob, who smiled at you.

Confusion finally got the upper hand as you looked back and forth between your two friends.

“Why would he ever talk about me? He doesn’t talk to me much, and I’m not that interesting,” you said softly, and watched Nat blink in annoyance at your obliviousness.

She looked at you in a way that screamed ‘really?!’ and Bob also just stared at you, blinking as he waited for you to take the hint.

After another few seconds shock settled in your body, and an incredulous look appeared on your face.

“He doesn’t… like me, right?” You asked with a hint of panic rising in your voice, but Nat just once again chuckled in amused annoyance.

When the shock settled into your bones you started mumbling, while your friends laughed at your reaction.

“Oh shit. Oh no. What should I… what do I do?” You asked frantically, but Nat ran her thumb over your forearm in reassurance.

“Just say yes,” she grinned, and while you were confused as to what exactly she meant by that you accepted and remembered her reply.

A few days later you were once again in your socially anxious spot at the Hard Deck, hanging out by the pool tables with Bob by your side.

You were happy Bob was next to you when you saw Bradley approaching but when you glanced at him nervously he sent you an apologetic smile and walked away, leaving you facing Bradley on your own.

He sent you a hopeful smile and tried to calm you down with it, standing by your side but not exactly facing you.

“Hi, it’s nice to see you,” he told you carefully and you nodded gently, your eyes roaming his broad body as you waited for him to talk more.

“I’d actually love to ask you something, and you’re allowed to say no,” he tried to give you possibilities before even posing the question, and a small smile appeared on your face.

Your eyes found his and a calm somehow rushed through you, taking all the anxiety and pressure off of you.

“Would you like to go out with me? Like on a date?” He asked gingerly.

You were almost functioning on autopilot as you remembered Nat’s words, your eyes still fixed on his as you nodded quickly.

“Yes,” you answered in a voice that was louder than usual, and you saw the muscles around his lips twitch as if he was trying to suppress a smile.

He nodded slowly, glancing away from you before his eyes found yours again.

“Okay, cool. How does tomorrow at 6:30 sound?” He asked, and smiles simultaneously appeared on both your faces.

“Okay, cool,” you echoed, and you heard Bradley’s laugh you loved so much, it was the first time of many that you prompted it in the rest of your lives together.

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[jaehunnyy]

Nothing else matters

Genre: best-friends-to-lovers, a little bit of angst but with a happy ending, fluff

Word count: 1.3k

Pairing: bff!Jaemin x fem!reader

Warnings: reader is very whipped for Jaemin, Jaemin is a bit shy but he loves her, reader makes the first step, one kith scene and a peck, they are both high school students (legal age though), time skip, usage of pet names (love, princess), reader overthinks a lot, possible grammar mistakes

tags: @honeyhuii, @shakalakaboomboo, @yugiai, @sungbeam, @theficblog, @nightfalls-teddy, @bluisheye93, @junwonology, @lunarxsun, @lovelyjaem, @daegall

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Your ear was pressed on the wooden door, blessed by the piano sounds that were coming out from the inside. "River flows in you" was playing, and you didn't even need to think too much about the person behind the curtain, cause you already knew who the skilled fingers belonged to. Na Jaemin has been your crush since freshman year, and your best friend since God knows when. And even though everyone told you that you will get bored of this one-sided love at one point, you proved them wrong. Now that prom was approaching, you knew that you had to let this go, because all of you would go separate ways after graduation, but with his soft smile, one that held all the love in the world, and his shiny eyes, you couldn't blame your feelings. You were getting ready to get inside the magic room, but someone was quicker than you. The door opened wide and a scared Jaemin was standing in front of you, his arms immediately wrapping around you while he started to check on you.

"Did I hit you? I'm so sorry, Y/N!" his worried voice resonated in the empty hall, making your heart multiply its beats again.

"I'm fine, Nana. I was just leaving."

"Wait! I mean… Can you wait for a bit? I need to ask you something…"

"I'm all ears, Na," you offered him a warm smile, encouraging him to keep going with what he needed to say.

"I… would you like to be my partner? For, you know, the prom?"

You felt like you were the main character of a dream right now. No one had invited you yet, and the fact that you were asked by your crush did some things to you, though you didn't want to give yourself any false hope. You were best friends, and maybe you were his last hope since he was too shy to ask someone else. But, nonetheless, how could you say no?

"Actually… Yes, I would love to." your lips stretched into a beautiful crescent of happiness, and his arms tightened around you.

"Thank you. See you there, love." he gave you an innocent smile, and left, like nothing happened; even though your mind was spinning with the way his lips stretched to call you love.

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Two weeks passed, and you were now retouching the last details regarding your appearance, knowing that Jaemin could arrive anytime. Your silver earrings gave your figure a beautiful glow, while your pastel blue dress hugged your body perfectly. Your curls were decorating your back like some sort of ornaments, and right then, you really felt lucky. Lucky for having Jaemin as your partner, lucky for today’s experience, one you would never replace, for anything else.

“Y/N, your prince is here! It’s time for pictures!” your mom shouted from downstairs, and you couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes at the way she was still teasing you.

That was the time you woke up from your fantasies, the realisation hitting you like a truck. You started to feel nervous, and your thoughts decided that it was about time to make you suffer, again: “What if I’ll make him regret choosing me as his partner? Or what if I don’t touch his expectations?” You wanted to return to your room, feeling too scared to keep going and face him. But when you heard his calming voice once again, you knew that Jaemin wouldn’t ever say anything bad about you. After all, you were still his childhood best friend.

“You are absolutely gorgeous, love.” he smiled, his joyful expression being accompanied by the growing universe in his eyes.

You really were lucky.

“You are way beyond handsome too, Jaems,” you smiled and went next to him, hugging him tight. Even if it meant to expose your feelings, to make it too obvious, you wanted to have a special moment for yourself, and you thought that this was the perfect occasion.

Your mom took the camera and smiled at the two of you, while Jaemin held your hand and got ready for the pictures. You must have looked like a cute couple, and though you knew your boundaries, you couldn’t help yourself, but think about how it would have been if you really were one.

“Let’s go and have fun, Y/N!” he said and took your hand in his, running excitedly to the car.

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The prom was the epitome of fun so far, full of bodies swaying to the sweet rhythm of adolescence and freedom. You really wanted to take a break, but one of your favorite songs played in the background and you couldn’t resist the urge to dance on it. “Nothing else matters” was a song you and Jaemin grew up with, so when you heard it, memories started to flood inside both of your minds.

“May I have this dance, princess?”

You already knew that trying to hide the crimson blush that furrowed your face was in vain, so you just nodded, without being able to form any words.

Your hands wrapped around his neck, while his arms found their way around your waist. The two of you moved slowly to the rhythm, eyes locking together, sharing unspoken feelings. His lips looked like the prettiest thing right then, and they reminded you of a cozy morning with the sunrise knocking at your window, or a night full of stars and a shiny moon covering the world like a warm blanket. That’s how much you loved your best friend. And when he got closer to your face, his warm breath tickling your neck, you gave it all up and pressed your lips on his, forgetting about everything around you. He didn’t move back like you expected him to do, but instead, he placed his hand on your cheek and smiled on your lips. Now, the kiss became a dance of its kind, creating another sort of bond between the two of you.

You felt like drowning in the bliss of the moment, something that you’ve always dreamt of. But you didn’t know if what happened between you was right, you didn’t want it to be awkward after, maybe he just got a bit caught up and accepted it. After the song ended, you went outside, letting yourself be guided to some stairs, where a beautifully decorated balcony was waiting for you. You breathed the fresh air in, thinking about what happened downstairs. You loved it, but you were becoming anxious, what if Jaemin didn’t feel the same? You didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable, this wasn’t what you meant when you said you wanted to make this special for you. Buried deep in your thoughts, you didn’t hear the small footsteps, nor see the familiar silhouette of the boy you loved sitting next to you, his hand finding yours and squeezing it softly.

“What happened there…” he started with a serious tone, and you felt like the sweet memory of earlier crashed into small pieces, disappearing into Neverland.

“Jaemin, I’m sorry, i got lost in the moment and—“

You couldn’t finish what you wanted to say, because the deep voice you’ve always adored interrupted you from worrying.

“It felt right. Everything about it felt right, love. I wish we could be like this forever.”

You almost teared up, hugging him tight, the love tie growing stronger between the two of you.

“When I’m with you, nothing else matters. Thank you for making my prom special, and cheers to our future memories together. As lovers. I mean, if you want to—”

You were the one interrupting him this time, pressing your finger on his lips and smiling softly.

“As lovers,” you repeated, and pecked his lips again.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“And I love you, Na Jaemin.”

In the end, everything worked out perfectly and it was just like you imagined it, if not even more than you asked for. And by the way, you were the prom king and queen too.

[multiland]

Wen Junhui as your boyfriend

warning: contains NSFW

A sweetheart.

Probably was your friend before he even considered asking you out.

Loyal, caring and very attentive.

The kind of gentleman to pull your chair and help you in, hold the doors for you and walk outside on the sidewalk.

Would teach you how to speak chinese, giggling cutely when you pronounce the words wrong.

Loves playing piano for you, because he knows how much you like it when he does.

Would also teach you how to play it.

Would make you sit next to him and patiently tell you which keys to press. Would also stand behind you, place his hands on top of yours and do it with you.

Super clingy.

Loves nuzzling into your neck. Tells you how good you smell and how much he loves it.

Quiet on the outside, but becomes his true self when you two are alone.

Lots and lots of laughter.

Every moment with him is filled with joy and fun.

A weirdo, really awkward as well, but you love him anyways.

Your family loves him. They say he’s charming and really handsome.

Would introduce you to his family through a videocall, then take you all the way to China as soon as he gets the chance.

Gets super embarrassed when his mom starts showing you old videos/commercials/pictures of him. Blushes like crazy when you tell him he was the cutest little boy.

He would always hold your hand or play with your fingers.

Couple rings without a doubt.

You always notice him staring at you. Smiles when you ask him why and then says “You’re really pretty.”

Super patient, he’s always nice and calm, bless him.

Tucks your hair behind your ear.

Pouts when he wants you to kiss him.

Also makes grabby hands when he’s feeling cuddly.

Dancing with you with no music playing.

Kisses on your nose, on your cheeks, on the top of your head. Also back hugs, really comfy.

Praises you all the time, no matter what you do.

Good listener, absolutely your comfort person.

Small, improvised dates. Cute details, he’s whipped and so are you.

Probably somethig in chinese like SHǍGUĀ/BÈNDÀN (silly, dummy), XĪNGĀN (heart and soul), or something simple like baby, my love.

Don’t happen often.

Jun is really pacific and soft hearted.

The kind of man who would bottle his feelings up.

He just doesn’t want to burden you with his problems, which could be a double edged weapon. It’s easier for him to help you out with your struggles and listen to you than it is for him to speak about his own.

However, if he can’t hold it back anymore, he most likely would end up crying his anger out.

But if someone dares to disrespect you, they'll see a side of him not many people know.

If the two of you fight, he will try his best to talk things out, but if the situation gets too tense he will feel the need to walk away before he breaks down.

He hates it when you get angry, especially if you say mean things to him, even if you didn’t mean them.

He would just stand there, listening to your ramblings without daring to open his mouth. He’s not scared or anything, he just wouldn’t dare to hurt you or yell at you.

If you have a bad temper, he would try to calm you down and make you go back to your senses.

Please, please don’t be mean to him. He’s not perfect, if he ever did something wrong, just let him know and he will make it up to you.

He CAN get angry, you could notice in the way his jaw clenches or the way the knuckles of his fists turn white.

He would always apologize, so you better do it too.

He believes in giving second chances, but don’t take advantage of his sweet nature.

A switch, no doubt.

It will depend on his mood.

When he doms, he’s a soft one. He likes to praise and pleasure you.

When he subs, he enjoys the attention. He’s even a bit cocky about it.

Very vocal. Lots of moans and whines, even whimpers.

A whole tease. He loves teasing and being teased.

If you try to turn him on in public, he will easily do the same with you, and trust me, he’s probably going to win.

He’s very, very touchy and handsy. Loves placing his hand on the small of your back or over your thigh. He would move it upwards just to make you shy and laugh when you swat his hand away.

Would lean into your ear to whisper something dirty just to tease you.

He’s easy to turn on, but he just won’t let you get away with it.

Loves it when you ride him, it’s probably his favorite position.

Really into steamy make-out sessions. He will just pull you to sit on his lap while you kiss, tangling his fingers in your hair and shamelessly grinding on you.

Likes biting, also marking. He will paint you purple marks if you let him.

He also knows how much it affects you when he’s dancing in front of you all sweaty, and he will take advantage of it later.

His hips' movements will make you see stars. He’s a dancer, what do we expect?

Loves love, and loves being woken up with a blowjob. If you do, he will return the favor.

He’s damnnnnn good at giving oral, that mouth does wonders. He has good tricks and the fact that he enjoys seeing you squirming for him will invite him to do it even better.

His fingers... Yep, they do magic as well.

Likes using his tongue a lot and he’s amazing at it. Doesn’t matter if it’s while kissing or giving orals.

If you kiss his neck while tangling your fingers in his hair, he will go crazy.

Praises, caresses, soft touches.

He’s more into love-making, but whenever you’re in the mood, he’s down.

Low-key enjoys it when you get jealous and possessive, so he could fuck the jealousy out of you and prove to you how crazy he is about you.

Doesn’t care about the condom, but if you let him do it bareback, he’s going to last a little less.

He’s a bit messy when he cums, but he’s the best at aftercare. Will clean you up or take a shower with you, hugging you and placing soft kisses on your body like the softie he is.

Gets even more clingy after sex. He just wants to hug you and have you stroking his soft hair while he whispers how much he loves you.

[addie-henderson]

Michael Dipnicky Headcanons as per request of: @micecheese233

He's secretly a hater fr. (That's pretty canon)

He thinks everyone is stupid which is easy when you've been smarter than everyone your entire life.

Very "protective." He likes to keep hands on you at all times in a VERY possessive way. He knows he's an asshole but he also says himself he knows he's not "traditionally" attractive. So it doubles as both a control tactic, a insecurity calmer, and a warding off of other men and/or women.

He plays Piano quite a bit around you so much so that it's calming. He definitely recorded himself playing YOUR song. (Like on some Edward Cullen shit)

Accidental Sugar daddy? Accidental Sugar daddy.

His love language is gift giving. And he loves 2 people. His girlfriend and his mother. Soooooo a lot of gifts.

Jewelry, things you mention off hand, clothes he wants to see you in, a cat (because he's allergic to dogs.)

Spends a lot of time sitting in his bed. Not necessarily cuddling just chillin'. His room is huge so is his bed.

Very politely condescending. "You're a crayon among Knives, my love."

Takes you to a lot of dumb rich people parties and guides you around all night. You've practically been a married couple since the first party. "You reflect me in there understand? Make sure to wave to Mr. Dillon he's a good connection for my future in school."

Nsfw:

This kinky bastard.

The difference between him and Dustin is that Michael has access to The INTERNET. There are so many things he can see and Google and research. There's toys you can buy. it's crazy.

Ngl like he's been kinky since around the time that people start thinking about sex. Like I don't think he's like once fantasized about normal sex

Spit kink. Please dear god let him spit in your mouth while he fucks you dumb

He kinda has a sick interest in making you hump his things. His boots, his pillow, etc anything he can abuse your clit on.

Dumbification.

If you let him he WILL fuck you with video games action figure. (The little basic ones with stands on the bottom) just to watch your face contort with the feeling of ALL the little details touching your walls and how big it is. I mean even the small ones are pretty big. (He has enough money to replace them...or he'd just keep them.)

His favorite position is Doggy, he's making faces when he's getting close and it embarrasses him.

Thigh fucking when you're wearing a skirt. He just pops it out and slowly fucks himself between them and the heat of your pussy. And you can just feel his tip rubbing your clit.

He'll do it in public, in his house, in the kitchen, he doesn't care.

If he can get away with it without being caught he'll cum in the front of your undies and pull em up and walk away.

Light impact play? Little cheek slaps with his dick before you suck him off. BIG cheek slaps when you're riding him and slow down too much.

Cock warming while he's working>>>>

Light bondage. Hand cuffs, rope, maybe makeshift gags like panties and tshirts no stuffed into your cheeks

Speaking of stuffed cheeks. He's so mean and doesn't warn when he's cumming down your throat. Every time.

An Itty-bitty Daddy kink.

"there you go you take daddy so good don't you. My little bitch."

"come to daddy."

If you DO ever do standard or missionary he enjoys watching you hold things and can't explain why. Like clinging to pillows or teddy bears close to your chest while he's literally pounding into you? Yeah that's.... something for him.

[silkenstarlight]

perpetual motion

Summary: Reader and Bucky are close friends, but they both want something more. Everything comes spilling forth when Bucky lets loose and reader reveals a secret.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warning/s: fluff, friends to lovers, slight body image issues, kissing

Word count: 2.1k

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Author’s note: had a rough couple of days, so I was in the mood to write some pure fluff. I hope you enjoy!! Also, the song that they slow dance to is “I Don’t Want to Set the World on Fire” by The Ink Spots :))

“Hey, Bucky. Can you grab the brownies out of the oven for me?”

“Absolutely.” Bucky closed the front door to your apartment, kicking off his boots, taking off his gloves, and wending his way to the oven. “Oh, ‘scuse me, need an oven mitt.” You shifted your hips  to the left so that he could open the correct drawer. He sheathed his metal arm in an oven mitt and opened the oven, heat wafting towards you, and he placed the pan on the stove.

“Need any help with anything else?” He asked, and you shifted your hips again so that he could return the oven mitt to its correct place. You tried to ignore the close proximity of your small kitchen, the smell of wet rain that had followed him inside, clinging to his jacket and damp hair.

“Oh, I’m almost done cooking, but can you grab me my phone? I want to change the song. It’s on the couch,” you said, grabbing a couple of plates from the cupboard. Once a week, the two of you got together for a movie night, providing you both with some necessary rest and relaxation. Since he had befriended you, he had opened up a little about his past, regaling funny childhood memories about Steve, stories of Depression-era Brooklyn, and accounts of late-night missions with the Howling Commandos. He had also told you about the holes in his memories-- how, try as he might, most of his life was wiped from his brain, his mind a clean slate tarnished by Hydra. He was so full of darkness, but you could see that he was trying to be a man again. You could see that, after you started your weekly get-togethers, he was smiling more, willing to try more new things. You weren’t trying to fix him, by any means, but you wanted to be there for him, to give him a place to go where the nightmares couldn’t reach him. The two of you had become close, but every time he opened that front door, you had to bury the warm beat of butterflies in your stomach, had to ignore your budding feelings for him, for his sake. It would be better for him for the two of you to remain friends.

He walked over to the couch and picked up your phone, handing it to you and bracing his arms against the counter. You skipped a couple of songs before settling on one, turning up the volume so that the sound boomed through your bluetooth speaker.

“Still don’t understand how that works,” Bucky said, gesturing to the speaker, one eyebrow raised in mild confusion.

“Me neither,” you said, smiling, causing his brows to knit together even more. “This song makes me want to dance, though.” You started swaying your hips, stepping your feet to the rhythm. He watched, face softening, and you beckoned to him. “Come on, old man. D’you dance?”

His nostrils flared, a lump rising in his throat. Yes, he did dance. In the before-time, when he was young and carefree, when he didn’t have to carry the weight of a century’s worth of consequences on his shoulders. He would foxtrot and jive every Saturday night, dipping and lifting and turning a rotating cast of sweet, smiling dames. He couldn’t remember any full routines, most of the steps lost to time, corroded by the ever-looming trauma of his past. He hadn’t danced since his last night in the United States in 1943.

But, as he watched you, he began to smile. Your movements were loose and relaxed, though slightly out of rhythm and somewhat erratic. It was unlike anything he had seen a woman do in the before-time, all of their movements planned and robotic. Right now, you seemed so content, completely comfortable in his presence. So, when you took his hands in yours, motioning for him to copy your movements, he obliged. As you both jumped and danced around the kitchen in a fast-paced shuffle, his first instinct was to downplay his joy, to swallow his smile. But, upon seeing the unabashed delight in your expression, he let laughter bubble up in his chest. You finished the song like that, fingers tangled in his, twisting and twirling and laughing.

Your movements slowed as the song changed. “It’s been years since I’ve danced. And never like that,” Bucky said, catching his breath, a smile still plastered on his face.

“How did you dance, back then?” You leaned against the counter, dinner completely forgotten behind you.

“Mostly with choreographed or planned movements. Lots of fast dances, but slow ones, too.”

“Oh. The fast ones sound fun,” you said.

“The slow ones were pretty fun, too. They had the best music,” he said, wistfully thinking of trumpeting Big Band and sparkling piano notes.

“I, uh-- I wouldn’t know,” you said, smile fading from your face.

“What do you mean?”

“I-I’ve, uh… never slow-danced before. With anyone.” You could feel pink splotches blooming on your cheeks, betraying your usual cool, stoic composure. You clasped your hands together in your lap and looked down at them, suddenly unable to make eye contact with Bucky.

“Never?” He asked quietly. You looked up to see his wide eyes and raised eyebrows-- was he surprised?

“Never.” You smoothed your hands over your jeans, trying to calm the sudden onset nerves. “I’m not really the type that men ask for a dance. I mean, look at me.” You gestured up and down your body and laughed, but the smile didn’t reach your eyes. You didn’t want to admit to all of the deep-rooted insecurity that your romance-lacking past had given you. How men didn’t tend to stick around, always moving on to the next woman, leaving you in the dust after they got what they wanted. 

He stepped away, grabbing your phone from the kitchen counter to change the song. After a few seconds of scrolling, he smiled, settling on his choice. As he pressed play, the lilting, woody sound of acoustic guitar floated through the air.

I don’t want to set the world on fire...

He approached you, blue eyes ablaze with some unfamiliar expression, something you could only describe as warmth. He held out his hand. You looked at it, slightly confused, eyes trailing up to his, asking for an explanation.

I just want to start a flame in your heart.

“Take my hand.” His voice was low, serious.

Your gaze settled back on his hand, and you felt a little lump rise in your throat. The song he had chosen was pretty, soft sounds filling every corner of the room. You felt your hand reach up and grasp his tightly, the cool metal easing your jumpiness, before he pulled you towards him, leading you past the coffee table and into the center of the room. He wrapped his right arm around your waist. You watched your hand travel slowly up his chest and settle on his shoulder. You began to sway softly.

In my heart, I have but one desire.

You felt him looking at you, but you could only look down at your feet. You didn’t want to step on him; you felt awkward enough as is. This was a pity dance, after all, a friend doing a favor for another friend. Right?

“Look at me.” He whispered, letting go of your hand and tipping your chin up with his mechanical thumb. When your eyes met, you suddenly realized how close you were to him. Your noses were almost touching. You were surprised, but you didn’t pull away, refusing to bury the swarm of butterflies that erupted in your stomach and offered a pleasant, beating warmth. 

“What are you thinking right now?” He asked, taking your hand in his again.

And that one is you, no other will do.

“I’m thinking about how much I would have loved for someone to swoop in and save the day like this at my high school prom.” Your voice was quiet, catching on the syllables as you tried to keep yourself tethered to the ground, tried to remind yourself that he was just being nice, that he didn’t return your feelings. But it was so, so hard. The heady musk of his cologne, the slight, shy smile, and the way his eyebrows furrowed when you spoke, as if he were concentrating deeply on every word you uttered, savoring each syllable as it left your lips-- it all stole the breath from your lungs.

I’ve lost all ambition for worldly acclaim.

He chuckled and lowered his head, breaking eye contact. When he straightened back up, your eyes flickered down to his lips. You could have sworn that his hand on your waist snaked tighter, pulling you slightly closer. 

“What are you thinking about?” You turned the question on him, smiling.

“I’m thinking about a few things right now.” He answered, a coy smile tugging at his lips.

“Name one.”

I just want to be the one you love.

“Well, I’m wondering why boys never thought to ask a girl as pretty as you to dance with them.”

Your heart skipped and you felt the blush creeping back up your neck. “Pretty, huh?”

“Yes.” His forehead touched yours, but you maintained eye contact, memorizing every detail of this moment.

“Anything else going on in that brain of yours?” You whispered, voice barely audible.

He paused. There were a lot of things, of course. He thought back to the before time, when he was still a regular man with a regular life, and how he would go dancing with women on the weekends. Those dames were all fun-- swinging hips, fast-paced twirls and steps, red mouths stretched wide in laughter-- but he liked the slow steadiness that you provided. Wrapped around each other, slowly dancing round and round in the center of the living room, as if caught in a snowglobe. It was a space of stillness, of deep tranquility, when all his life, it felt like he was stuck in a perpetual state of motion. But you let him be still and at ease. You didn’t want to show off; you wanted to be vulnerable, and he liked that. He wanted to show that to you.

“Mostly, I’ve been thinking about how long I’ve wanted to do this.” He tilted his head forward, and his lips met yours.

He was gentle with you, the kiss soft and warm. He let go of your hand, wrapping both of his arms around your waist as he tilted his head slightly to the side to allow better access. Your hands travelled up to the back of his neck, ruffling his hair as you tangled your fingers in his rumpled locks. He let out a soft groan at the sensation and your heart fluttered behind your ribs. His tongue traced lightly across your lips. 

You pulled back slightly for air and he lowered his head, trailing kisses down your neck and along your jawline. A quiet moan escaped your lips and your eyes fluttered open to find him staring at you with those warm blue eyes again. You hadn’t realized how badly you wanted him until tonight. 

“You said you wanted to do that for a long time?” You asked.

“Yes. Longer than I would care to admit,” he chuckled. Now he was the one blushing, the tips of his ears turned bright pink. You smiled, glad that you weren’t the only nervous one in the room.

“Well, I’m glad that you were my first dance, and not some sweaty seventh-grader who would have held me at arms-length.” You both laughed and you closed your eyes, resting your forehead on his chest. The song was on its third or fourth replay, but neither of you cared enough to change it.

“I can teach you some of my moves next time. We can incorporate some twirls and dips, if you’d like. You’ll be an expert in no time.” His voice rumbled in his chest. You couldn’t see his face, but you could tell that he was smiling.

“Next time?” You asked, looking up at him.

“I hope-- if you want, of course.” His eyebrows furrowed slightly.

You snaked your hands around his neck and pulled him down for a quick kiss, breaking apart only to answer. “Of course I want there to be a next time.”

[miraculouscontent]

A genuine question, but do you have any theories as to why when Marinette is crushing on Adrien she's awkward, stuttering, and almost always anxious (I mean as soon as she started crushing on Adrien that's what happened), while with Luka she's pretty much her regular self?

Because she isn’t actually in love with Adrien; she has a celebrity crush on him.

Love isn’t about stammering or getting weak in the knees at the sight of the person. Love is about being able to be oneself around someone and feeling comfortable around them. That’s why Marinette is “normal” around Luka but “weird” around Adrien.

Many of Adrien's other fangirls act similarly around him to Marinette, with the only difference being that they pursue Adrien directly whereas Marinette is too nervous to approach out of fear.

And to touch on that specifically; with Adrien, Marinette is afraid of being rejected because she’s not good enough. She’ll go on and on about how much of a “disaster” she is, which tends to be associated with her crush on Adrien or her screwing up around him. Her “crush” on Adrien is damaging to her self-esteem.

Marinette in “Gamer”: Um, no no no, I... No, you're so good. I mean, I'm the one who's not good. I mean... I'm lucky, that's all.

Her crush should be making her feel good about herself; it should make her feel loved and respected, which is how Luka makes her feel.

Luka in “Frozer”: Personally, I think a girl like you deserves to feel more like this. (plays a happy tune) And whoever made you feel this way is nothing but a--(plays a bad tune)

Marinette: (giggles) Thanks, Luka.

He made her feel so confident in herself that she almost immediately felt okay asking him to come with her to the ice rink. Heck, in that same episode, Marinette says this about her crush on Adrien:

Marinette: Whenever I talk to him as a friend, I hardly stammer at all. That's a sign right there. Right?

Notice how the show never tries to add a “but...” to that or explain it away; the girls’ argument doesn’t even try to refute it outside of Alya claiming Sunk Cost Fallacy as if that’s a legitimate reason to not give up (it’s not).

For more proof, look at how Marinette talks to/about Adrien:

Marinette in “Copycat” at Adrien’s answering machine: Hey, hot stuff--

-

Marinette in “Animan”: Oh, [Adrien]'s such a—

Alya: Smartie, hottie, suavísimo, yummy-tastic spellbinder?

Marinette: All of the above.

-

Mylène in “Reflekdoll”: Are you okay, Marinette?

Marinette: Yeah, he's too hot— I mean! I'm overheating in here, aren't you?

Look how so many of those are about appearance. It’s about Adrien being attractive. The moment Marinette falls for Adrien in “Origins” is in the atmospheric moment of the umbrella scene where he’s saying nothing and just staring into her eyes while the lighting makes him look all “pretty” (because I’m sorry, her falling for him based on what he says/does makes next to no sense). The reason she has so many pictures of him isn’t even about obsession: it’s about thinking he’s the hottest thing since the sun.

“Captain Hardrock” didn’t do that with Luka. Yes, Marinette initially stammered at Luka because oh no, he’s cute! but then had calmed down after Luka opened up to her and showed her a piece of himself.

Marinette in “Captain Hardrock”: What? Luka? No way! You're being ridiculous! Pff! Sure he's cool and nice and everything... but there's only one statue that drives this compass crazy!

Cool and nice. See that? It’s not, “he’s cute,” or anything shallow like that. Cool and nice are direct compliments that reflect Luka’s personality.

And what about the webisodes; the things that should be able to contain as much detail as possible so there’s no room for error or slip-ups?

Marinette in “Marinette and Adrien”: [Adrien]'s so amazing that I completely freak out every time I talk to him! I mean, seriously…he's super smart, he plays the piano, he's a great fencer, he speaks Chinese, and he's so cute too!

“Smart” is the closest thing to anything personality-based (but is also something forced onto him by Gabriel because he has to get good grades); anything else is just something he does or - again - how attractive he is.

Marinette: Adrien is a model for his father, Gabriel Agreste, the best fashion designer in Paris, and probably the world. But he never brags about it, because he's perfect!

One would think we’d be getting somewhere with “he’s humble,” but then Marinette slaps on “perfect;” you know, that line that “Lies” seemed to reject from Kagami as if it’s like how dare you think that the boy we constantly portray as perfect isn’t actually perfect?

Marinette then goes on to say that Adrien’s “major flaw” is that he gets along with Chloe, but where did that lead in the show? Adrien scolding her and making her feel bad about herself for being happy that her bully is gone, because Marinette can’t feel like she’s more right than him because he’s “perfect.” He just makes her feel inadequate.

And the “perfect” line isn’t restricted to webisodes:

Marinette in “Reflekdoll”: Huh? Uh, sure! You're perfect— I mean, it's perfect!

-

Aspik in “Desperada”: I hope I don't disappoint you, Ladybug.

Ladybug: I know you won't. You're perfect--uh, perfectly capable of defeating Desperada!

And she’s fawned before over how amazing Adrien’s life is, even without the webisodes. Literally the episode that last aired (”Lies”) had Marinette sighing over Adrien and talking nothing more about him than how amazing his life is; nothing about his personality.

It’s not about Adrien; it’s about her being starstruck by his attractiveness and how much of a celebrity he is with all these things he was forced to be taught (meaning they’re not a part of his character that he wanted; he was forced to do them in one way or anything) and how incredible being him/his girlfriend must be. Even when she calls him “nice,” one has to recognize that Adrien has to put up a polite image. Look at the difference between Adrien and Chat Noir, the latter of whom has a mask of anonymity to work with? Adrien the nice guy suddenly becomes Chat Noir the “Nice Guy.”

Now, for comparison, let’s go back to the webisodes and see what Marinette has to say about Luka:

Marinette in “Luka as seen by Marinette”: You know, Luka is my friend Juleka's brother and one of the most talented people I know.

We start off with the “talent” thing again, but Luka’s talent for music is something he chose; it’s a part of him that he’s passionate about. That’s a huge difference.

Let’s continue.

Marinette: He also proved himself a great hero when Ladybug gave him the Snake Miraculous.

Marinette: But the thing I find most impressive about him is the way he can always tell how people are feeling.

Marinette: I may not be as intuitive as he is--

Heroic. Empathetic. Intuitive.

Those are character traits. They are integral pieces to Luka’s personality, and they bring Marinette comfort. She’s normal around Luka because their romance is normal: two people who love each other and just make each other happy.

In an age where media makes romance all about characters turning to mush or losing themselves around the person they love, Lukanette ends up feeling real specifically because it doesn’t do that.

Lukanette is as it should be: Marinette and Luka are friends first, crushes second. Their first priority is the relationship aspect that’s devoid of romance, which is why Marinette honestly considers her feelings for Luka in “Frozer” instead of blindly jumping in whereas Luka respects Marinette’s agency and simply assures her that he’ll be there for her no matter what.

[jjksblackgf]

BTS Reaction - You’re sick/injured and he’s jealous that another member takes care of you

kim seokjin

He rushed over to the hospital as soon as your friend called to give him the news. He didn’t know any details and didn’t want to wait to receive them, he just grabbed his stuff and went to your encounter.

As he ran through the halls of the hospital, he didn’t mind when people recognized him. Trying to find the room the receptionist gave to him, all he wanted to do was to see you with his own eyes.

“How much pain, on a scale of 1 to 10?” he asked you once he was in your room, with very clear pain in his voice and furrowed brows.

“Zero” you answered “My shoulder is back where it should, so I don’t feel any pain. And the doctor gave me painkillers if I feel like I need it”

He wanted to ask more questions, but was interrupted by Taehyung, as he walked in with chips and candy he probably bought at a vending machine.

“Hey hyung” Tae spoke smiling and placed the treats on your lap. “Here you go, Y/N, go wild” he added

“Thanks, Tae, that was very sweet” you thanked Taehyung with a smile, making Seokjin kinda jealous. He wanted to be the one treating you nicely right now.

“Shouldn’t you eat something more nutritious than this?” Jin asked

“But hospital food sucks, hyung, she needs to have a little fun to heal faster” Taehyung said before you could, earning a giggle from you

“But you’re not the doctor, are you?” Jin asked with a cold voice, and he regretted the minute the words slipped his mouth. “I’m sorry, Taehyung, that was unnecessary” continued.

“Tae, can you give us a moment, please?” You asked and he left the room. Jin proceeded to apologize and explain his behavior.

min yoongi

95% of the time he loves his job, even when he’s stuck at work, he knows all the hard work would pay off soon.

But now he has you, someone he could go home to. And now, being stuck at work was not as okay as it was before. Now every time he’s stuck at work he has an internal conflict.

Today was especially hard because you had a mild fever for most of the day and other flu symptoms. But he managed to get away from work to be with you, getting home not much later with some hot soup he knew you liked.

He didn’t like the sight when he got home, tho. Jimin was watching a movie with you. He doesn’t really mind you getting closer because he trusts you and trusts all the other members around you. 

What bothered him were the bowl of soup in your hands and a few packs of medicine recently bought. Jimin got to take care of you before he could, and that broke his heart a little. Not saying anything, he leaves the thing he bought for you at the dinner table and goes to take a shower.

“I’ll get going” Jimin said before you got to and you said your goodbyes.

After that you went to your bedroom and sat on the bed, waiting for Yoongi to leave the bathroom.

“Hey, baby” you said with a sweet voice. Yoongi didn’t respond, he just sat on the bed by your side

“I’ll apologise to Jimin tomorrow” he murmured to you

“Good” you said and hugged him sideways while he took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry for disrespecting you today, I don’t know why I did that-” he started to ramble but you kissed him to make him stop

“Apology accepted” you smiled “Let’s go to the living room, I want to cuddle with you while watching movies.”

jung hoseok

He didn’t have the experience, but he could imagine how breaking a leg would suck. Good thing he was able to take a few personal days to the company, so he got to take care of you the first week. 

When you were better and more adjusted to your new routine, he decided to catch up at work. He would rather take care of you, but you reassured him you were okay, and you knew he was more needed at work than at home.

You would still be able to see him everyday. Perks of living together, baby.

But you were bored at home alone and missing him a little, but you couldn’t admit that to him, he would just simply stop working to be with you. So you asked Seokjin to hang out with you, he had finished recording early and was free for the day. 

And you just had a very fun end of afternoon with Jin. He helped you a lot, he even cooked your dinner. It was instant ramen since you didn’t have much ingredients, but still. He even scratched your feet with an old pencil. And that’s when your boyfriend gets home, he would sure want to join the fun

“Hi, honey” you said with a huge grin “Oh my God, Jin, this tickles too much” You said laughing loud.

“Hi, jagiya. Good night, hyung” Hoseok said, very polite but with a very cold tone. His angry face was about to show itself and you and Seokjin knew it.

“Is that how you greet your hyung?” Jin started with a surprised expression

“What? I said goodnight!” Hoseok responds

“I was here taking care of your girlfriend, don’t you think I deserve at least a thank you?”

“Don’t you think that I wanted to be the one to take care of her?”

“You guys, stop. This is not heading towards a productive conversation” you meddled 

“Listen to your girlfriend” Jin says as he gets up to leave “We’ll talk next time we see each other”

You got to talk to Hoseok and convinced him to call Seokjin and clear things out, you two knew everything was going to be okay in the end.

kim namjoon

You went to spend his day off with him at the dorms, he said he didn’t mind your cold and you were really clingy these days. 

You two were taking a nap together and Namjoon wakes up to find that you're not with him at the bed. He doesn't think much of it until he hears your laughter and goes to check in on you and know where you’re at, finding you seated with Yoongi while he plays the piano.

‘Oh yeah? Bet’ he thinks. He knows it’s just his passive aggressiveness showing its colors, but he can’t help it. He feels like it’s his job to take care of you. ‘This is not a good color on you, Namjoon’

“Hey baby, are you having fun with Yoongi hyung?” he asks as he puts his elbows at the top of the piano.

“Oh yeah, we’re just playing random songs” you answered

“Have you taken your meds yet?”

“No, not yet, but I’m not-”

“I’ll go get them” he responded before you could finish the sentence and went running to the meds cabinet and came back in under a minute. “Here” he said, trying to catch his breath.

“I’ll take them later, baby, I don’t think I need them right now” you said with an apologetic tone.

“Sure, okay! What do you want to eat, we can order something, or I can talk to Jin hyung and see if-”

“Oh, it’s okay, we already ate” you said referring to you and Yoongi

“Oh…” He just stood there kinda staring at you both

“Are you jealous or something?” Yoongi asks, seeing Namjoon’s reaction

“Yeah” he responded with a barely audible tone. You got up from your seat and hugged him tight, leaving pecks on his face until he smiled.

“Ew” Yoongi said as he got up from the piano and went away.

park jimin

At the practice room, you and Jungkook were sitting on the couch. He had a bunch of markers, the cast of your broken arm was a blank canvas to him. He just went wild with his creativity and drew different things, making it colorful.

Jimin was not a fan of the sight, even though your attention was fully on him, he was bothered by Jungkook getting all the space on the cast. You were his girlfriend, shouldn’t he be the one to draw a lot on it? 

He didn’t understand why he was so jealous, neither understood why he wanted to practice the new choreography in front of you and describe all the times he was better than JK or when he got the moves quicker. He did it anyway.

Jungkook just laughed a little and sighed, shaking his head, deciding to leave you alone with Jimin “I'll come back to work on it when hyung is not jealous anymore, just text me when” you nodded.

You patted the sofa and he sat on your side. “So…” you started, trying to get him to talk, but he didn’t know what to say. He was part embarrassed, part angry at himself. “You don’t trust me and the members together?” you asked after a moment, trying to see his point of view

“I do, I really do” he started saying “I don't know what got to me… I'm sorry, jagiya” he went for a hug and you hugged him back as tight as you could.

“What can we do to make you feel more comfortable, then?” you asked him

“I don't know” he responded honestly

“What made you feel jealous in the first place?”

And after that an idea popped in his head. He would feel very comfortable if Jungkook wrote his name in the cast with very bold letters.

kim taehyung

Boy was so eager to get home and take care of you. He knew it was just a cold, but he just hated knowing you were in any kind of pain or discomfort.

He bought painkillers, a hot pack, coughing medicine, soup, and the whole shabang. All the thoughts running through his mind were how quick he could put you on the bed and place lots of covers on you.

But the sound of your laughter as he opened the door was as relieving as worrying. Who was here? He calmed down as he thought that maybe it was your best friend. But he was wrong.

As soon as he saw Hoseok giving you a glass of water, the “this is fine” meme was at the front of his mind.

“Hi honey,” you said as soon as you laid your eyes on him “what you got there?” you asked eyeing the shopping bags.

“I bought these things for you,” he said in a low tone “I even got you soup, but I can see you’ve already been taken care of” his smile was there but you noticed that it was sarcastic with a hint of pain.

Hoseok noticed too, “Get well soon, Y/N” he said as he stood up “I’ll see you later” he gave Tae a quick pat on the back and closed the door behind him.

You watched Taehuyng in silence as he put the bags on the coffee table in front of you. “Let’s share the soup” you spoke as he sat down by your side

“You’re the one who needs this more, my love” he said softly “Do you need anything else? I got pain meds, coughing meds…” he continued speaking, but all you wanted to do was to hug him, and so you did

“You know I love you, right?” you spoke to his ear

He smiled faintly as he hugged you back “I know you do”

jeon jungkook

You had your hand immobilized after a torsion while working out, it was nothing serious but the doctors wanted to make sure the healing would go smoothly and faster.

You thought you could use only one hand, but you were wrong. You still wanted to bake cookies for your boyfriend so it could be ready when he finished with his video game.

He was doing a lot of things for you and you wanted to thank him, and also wanted to feel useful again. But it wasn’t going as you liked so you asked for Namjoon to help.

“Really? Me?” he was surprised by your request, he says he’s not very kitchen help material.

“All you need to do is to hold things still so I can mix it up” you answered, and so the baking started.

Jungkook decided he was done with the games and wanted to hang out with you more, finding you in the kitchen stirring chocolate chips in a bowl with what looked like cookies from afar.

“Hey, what are you doing over here?” he asks

“I wanted to bake some cookies for you, I know you like them” you said after he pecked your lips. 

“Oh, jagiya, you didn’t have to” he went to help but Namjoon was standing still in his helping position “It’s okay hyung, I’m the boyfriend, I’m going to be the help from now on” he said to Namjoon in a playful tone but you understood the subtext, and so did Namjoon

“No need to get jealous, Kook”

“I’m not jealous, I’m just saying-”

“Hey, hey” you interrupted them “You two can stop the chatting and put the cookies on the baking sheet, since I can’t at the moment”

After they did as you asked, Jungkook placed the trays in the heated oven and started cleaning in silence, Namjoon helped him, keeping the awkward silence in the room. You just sat back and watched the tension build.

“I’ll see you guys later” Namjoon announced as he finished placing the bowls in the cabinets.

“Next time promise me you will interrupt me so I can help you” Jungkook said after taking the cookies out of the oven.

“Fine” you rolled your eyes “But you promise to go apologize to Namjoon”

“Promise” and with that you two interlaced your pinkies.

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General Soul Eater HCs please

Soul Eater: General headcanons

Death the Kid:

He’s an art critic

Hear me out

He is obsessed with symmetry, and loves the beauty in it

So when he sees something non-symmetrical, especially in art, he can’t help but to critique it

May go as far as to send a personal letter to the artist (If they’re alive) about how offensive it is that they created something so asymmetrical

If he can’t send a letter to the artist, he’ll send one to the owner/museum and request it be taken down, while listing reasons why it’s horrible.

Anything he writes has an even amount of letters and words

Be that his test answers

Essays

Letters

Diary entry

Speaking of diary entries, he definitely has one

But it’s actually just a catalogue of symmetrical things he’s seen

He puts photos into it and writes about how beautiful it was to see

He doesn’t care what it is much, just that it was beautiful

Meaning he takes photos of people too

Which can be unnerving at times

He’s probably taken a photography class before, or at the very least is self taught

Literally has a photo album of things he views are beautiful, but non symmetrical and he would die if anyone found it

Like a particular sunset with uneven hills

Or a flower with one too many petals

Definitely has an 8 ball, not a magic one, just an 8 ball, it’s placed on a velvet pillow in his room and he frequently polishes it

Elizabeth Thompson:

Makes several backup plans as a way to cope

Especially after dealing with an experience with a ghost

She has notebooks full of them, labeled and detailed

At one point she started putting them in alphabetical order but stopped immediately when she realized Kid’s perfectionist habits were rubbing off on her

She practices acting in the mirror

Usually so she can charm a man into dating her

But also to con people

She used to be a “Street rat” and that thought of ending up on the streets again constantly plagues her mind

She takes full advantage of the “Rich life”

Shopping sprees

Quality makeup

Salons and spa days

The works

She lets Patty’s thought that she knows everything get to her head

The fact alone that her sister believes in her that much is enough to make her a bit egotistical

And Patty’s admiration for the girl makes it ten times worse

She literally doesn’t care if she ends up being wrong because she’ll just be right next time anyways

So stubborn in that aspect

Patricia Thompson:

She likes dark humor

You can’t convince me otherwise, you actually can’t, I have evidence

She made an origami Giraffe, and broke its neck

Laughed when Kid said he “wants to die”

She literally pokes him with a stick when he’s depressed

She likes dark humor, and probably looks up jokes to tell others just for kicks

She’s secretly sadistic, and likes scaring her sister and others

She may act naïve and innocent, but she is anything but

She definitely has, more than once, banged on Liz’s door at 3AM just to hear her sister squeal like a little girl

Honestly, she probably purposefully gets their pose wrong, just to see her sisters annoyance and laugh when Kid gets smacked

She likes origami

Probably first got into it because of the paper ninja stars

Then just found it relaxing

She most likely makes the ninja stars mostly, and keeps a box of her origami creations somewhere

Has in the past, and will not hesitate to do so again, beat someone up for kicks or just to destress

Patty has two faces, the childlike innocent one, and the insane anger one

So it’s not too far fetched to say that she’ll hide her anger till she can corner someone alone and beat them up

Or that she gets bored and decides to do so

I wouldn’t be too surprised if her sister occasionally joined as well

Maka Albarn:

She’s a Harry Potter nerd and you can’t convince me otherwise

She loves the concept of magic

Loves the dynamic between Ron and Hermione, though feels a bit of Deja vu thinking about it

Probably used to write fanfiction, but in a way that made it seem like it was actually part of the story

She will hit you if you mention it

Definitely the type to compare books to their movie counterparts

Not in like, a critic way, but she will definitely rant about the differences, or how a character looks exactly like she imagined, or if they didn’t put in a particular scene she liked in the book

Forces Soul into movie nights, but it’s only the movie counterparts to her books

I can see her forcing everyone into a group study session

Be super organized about it, and setting it up in a way so that no one can refuse

She probably has specific ways for everyone to study

Like having Black☆Star work out while studying so he retains the knowledge better

Or setting up the session in a symmetrical way so Kid doesn’t freak out about it

She writes letters to her mom, as a coping mechanism for when her emotions get to be a little too much

Like when she’s having a bad day

Or if she’s particularly peeved at something Soul did

She writes a lot more letters when it comes around the time of her mom's birthday or death anniversary

She likes the thought of an old timey romance, and often listens to songs that give off that kind of feel

She really likes “It’s Been a Long, Long Time”, it’s one of her favorites

She also likes the old Disney songs, like “Once Upon a Dream” and “So This Is Love”

She would be so embarrassed if anyone found out though, especially if it was her dad or Soul

She isn’t quite sure why she’s so worried about Soul finding out though

Speaking of, she half realizes, half doesn’t with anyone's romantic feelings, including her own

She’ll fantasize about getting a love letter or having someone present her with a bouquet of roses

But if it actually happens she’s like “Oh, thanks friend!”

She knows the behaviors, she just can’t put two and two together

They would have to be extremely blunt, no over dramatic confession, just “I’m in love with you and want to be romantically involved with you”

She reads dictionaries for fun

She really likes to read out of date dictionaries, just to see what words and slang existed back then

She also highlights words she likes and uses them frequently on accident

She has most definitely yelled “I have cupid’s kettlebells*! I’m not flat!” at Soul before

Soul Evans:

Bottles. Up. His. Emotions.

He’s influenced by “toxic masculinity” and fully believes that being vulnerable in a serious way “isn’t cool”

He will bottle everything up so deep down inside that it seems impossible for it to surface

Feelings of inferiority to others? Bottled

Want to cry or break down? Nope, gotta be cool

Started crying in front of someone and can’t stop? He’s not crying, you’re clearly blind

Speaking of crying, once he starts, and I mean genuinely starts, it’s so hard to get him to calm down, and even then the tears don’t stop

Sometimes he’ll start to freak out and send himself into a panic attack because the tears just won’t stop

He’s that influenced by the thought of being vulnerable

On a lighter note, he does adore playing the piano, but the only person he’ll play for is Maka

He swears it’s not favoritism, and it’s partially true, but favoritism does play a large role in it

He frequently drags Maka to his room to show her a new piece he put together

And if he notices her feeling a little down that day, he’ll start playing a song that he knows she likes

He definitely knows about her love for old timey romance songs and is very embarrassed to admit a lot of the pieces he constructs are based off of that

The walls are p a p e r t h i n , he can hear her music through the walls

He secretly finds it adorable when he catches her listening to it because she’ll be dancing around to it

He also frequently finds himself thinking about those moments

He’s the stereotype that parents tell little girls about, with how boys will bully their crush

He’s a lot more playful and easy going, but still teases Maka, so much

Unlike Maka, he’s fully aware of his feelings, and acknowledges them, but bottles it up, only letting himself entertain the thought every once in a while

He jabs at Maka’s lack of “Cupids Kettlebells” as a way to try and ensure she won’t fall for him, because he doesn’t know what he’ll do if she does

He reads the same dictionaries that Maka does, not for fun, but so he can know just what the actual h e l l she’s saying

More than once he’s had to look up a particular word or phrase online because he can’t find it in the dictionary

“What the hell? It’s an old Victorian saying!? Where does she keep finding this stuff!?”

Subconsciously, as time goes on, he starts using old phrases as well, he was so embarrassed the first time he got caught saying “Keep your idle daddles* off of her!” when defending someone from a perv.

Black☆Star:

Is so unbelievably selfish with food

It’s not even funny

He will stab someone if they reach for his food

He surprisingly eats healthy most of the time though?

Says something like “I have to otherwise I’ll never surpass the gods!”

The only person who could ever p o s s i b l y steal his food is Tsubaki, but even that’s pushing it

He has the weirdest dreams, and I mean weird

Dreams like being turned into a potato and being cooked, mashed, and devoured by Tsubaki herself

He didn’t talk to her for a week after that dream, and refused to eat potatoes for a full year because “You never know if it could be a person turned into a potato!”

He was also very offended when Tsubaki ate potatoes during that time period

He takes things very literally

Like up above, if someone does something in a dream, he acts like it was real

Or if someone makes a joke about fighting, he will drag them outside to fight

He’s secretly scared of Tsubaki

But it’s for literally the stupidest reason

And he fully believes that because of it she could fight god and win

She used to have a pet cockroach

One of the flying ones

And he is so unbelievably scared of them, because for some reason they just don’t die, and they have w i n g s

So the fact she owned one as a pet scares him so bad even though it was literally for only a week

He has a soft spot for children

He doesn’t really know why

He just does

Is secretly really good with kids

Literally the definition of dad material

He has his flaws but still

Little kids are the only people who could steal his food and get away with it

Every. Time. and it makes the others so mad

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa:

What can I say, she’s perfect

She probably receives love letters

Reads them over when she’s feeling sad

Likes to keep them in a shoebox she painted

She definitely paints to unwind and relax

Likes to go outside and paint the sunrise/sunset

Takes note of beautiful scenery so she can come back in her free time and paint it

She probably draws/sketches too

Carries a sketchbook with her

More than likely has drawn Black☆Star doing something

Like napping or training

She’d never show him though, too scared of inflating his ego or giving him the wrong idea

Stress bakes/cooks

We know she cooks

Liz took advantage of it and pretended Tsubaki’s cooking was her own

So we know she does

Sometimes painting/drawing doesn’t cut it

So she heads to the kitchen and bakes away her worries and unwinds

The main reason Tsubaki would possibly be spared from Black☆Star’s stabbing habit with food is because she cooks all the meals

She makes sure everyone is comfortable around her

She’ll go as far as to learn someone's customs and practice cooking their unique cuisine just to make sure that they feel comfortable and safe in her presence

She radiates mom friend energy

She’s perfect mom material, perfect wife material, perfect in general honestly

*Cupid's Kettlebells is a old term for a woman's bust

*Idle daddles is a old term for hands

I Hope you like these general headcanons for the main seven! You didn’t say which characters you’d like to see, so I played it safe by putting the main characters! Thank you for the ask!