#of course if this was asked to me irl i would probably giggle before screaming then explode into raining fish

[asoulwithadream]

Day 4: Reasons why you like OFMD

I'm a simple person, I have simple satisfaction requirements. The bottomline of why I like OFMD is because it's a genuinely funny and witty television show about pirates. (PIRATES) But I can go further. Of course, the representation is insane; the fact that it actually had non-traditional relationships and both realistic character presentations and depictions of a wide range of people (with some creative liberty of course) is so incredibly gratifying.

OFMD is filled with funny, memorable and emotional moments; it has loveable characters and likeable tropes actually executed well— it's a big mix of the best parts of any romcom, and actually prioritises content and quality of scenes instead of expensive visual effects (even though I can argue that OFMD is visually stunning) and easy mass consumerism. (Perks of being written by PEOPLE. PAY YOUR WRITERS).

It fits the demands of the current audience: not only are the moments within the show carefully planned out to connect, but tie in with actual history and documented events all while adding a creative spin to the story, for what I think is the better. The acting is incredible, and it looks like every cast member has genuinly connected with their own character, and that has allowed them to represent them more fully and truthfully, adding a whole new depth to each character.

OFMD is a romcom which has managed to make people giggle and kick their feet, many of who have never done so before watching other television shows.

That's why I like Our Flag Means Death.

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[thefloatingstone]

Hello

I am once again rambling about neat details in Mass Effect everybody already knew except me.

I was playing the ending of the Citadel DLC a while ago, the part where the Normandy is getting stolen, and because this is the only mission in the game you can have Wrex as a party member, of course I took him. However, due to some irl stuff I wasn't fully vibing with the mission. So after the irl stuff got sorted, I decided to replay it. I took Wrex along for most of the archive part of the mission, but when it came to rescuing the Normandy, for shits and giggles I took EDI with me because I wondered if she'd get any unique dialogue.

and it turns out she gets... a LOT of unique dialogue. Like a RIDICULOUS amount. So much so that from now on she's gonna be the default squaddie for this mission when I replay again.

The initial almost joke scene where she glitches out for a second before rebooting and going "I'M OK!" was great and honestly that's the most I was expecting for taking her along. But there's a bunch of other stuff too. They went so far as to make that little orange hologram she has flicker and die when her control of the Normandy is shut down (which she's greatly distressed by when it first happens). And the orange band remains gone the entire mission until she's given control back

The mission running up to the Normandy and shooting Mercs has her basically screaming for blood the entire time which is probably the most emotion I've ever heard her give.

"I AM THE NORMANDY! AND I WILL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!"

Fuck yeah babe, you tell 'em!

But I also like the extra detail it adds. The Normandy DOES NOT WANT to be stolen. The Normandy ITSELF is like "FUCK YOU ASSHOLES!!! NOBODY GETS TO STEAL ME BUT SHEPARD!!!" The Normandy ITSELF is outraged at this bullshit and the sheer fucking audacity.

When trying to open the airlock, Shepard actually asks EDI if she can do anything and she openly laments she has no control nor does she know what's going on. So much so Garrus has to give her moral support which I did not know he would do if you bring EDI.

Furthermore, when riding the elevator to the cargo hold, Garrus more or less asks EDI how she's holding up, and EDI comments she feels like she's walking around blind. Garrus gives further support and sympathy telling her then it's only fair she take some revenge on these assholes and EDI is very 🥺 about it.

When you do the final fight in the cargo bay, you can hear EDI raging every now and then, and one line hits me is her more or less screaming "You betrayed my crew! You violated my trust! You violated my body!! I am going to KILL ALL OF YOU!!" [paraphrasing] which is kind of horrifying for her and makes me feel even worse for her than I did already when I never took her along before.

Finally, after the fight, Shepard asks EDI if she's in control again which she does even if you didn't take EDI along, but when she's standing in front of you, not only does EDI confirm she's in control again, but she actually adds with a smile "thank you for asking".

THERE'S JUST A LOT OF EXTRA SHIT I NEVER KNEW ABOUT!!!!! THERE'S SO MUCH JUICY CONTENT AND IMPLICATIONS AND LAYERS HERE AND I JUST NEVER FUCKING KNEW ABOUT ANY OF IT BECAUSE I LIKE WREX TOO MUCH!!!

Anyway, those are my thoughts about this mission I'm sure literally everyone knew about back in 2013 except for me.

[kasey-writes-stuff]

The boy with the reindeer clothes and captain america mask

You had fallen for Callahan the instant you first met him through bad boy halo’s Minecraft server. It was insane really out of all the guys and girls you could’ve fallen for you wound up falling for the faceless mute boy. I guess there was just something extra charming about how he was able to make you fall for him despite not showing his face or using his voice… It had been years since you had met him and the rest of the crew online and by now you had even met a few IRL! Still your heart aches for the one true person you wished to meet, you wished to hug, to hold, to kiss if he so wished… So all that being said after months of begging and convincing from your other friends to just get up the guts and ask… you finally did it…

You decided today would be the day you call Callahan and ask if he wants to meet up! Despite Callahan never talking he loved when you would call he always said your voice was very soothing and he’s even fell asleep to you talking away a few times.. You can always tell when he falls asleep because when he’s awake he keeps it saying that he’s typing but once he’s fallen asleep somehow it turns off fate or some magical power or maybe someone lives with him that you don’t know about, either way you don’t question it. It was like a silent understanding between the two of you to never question it whether be out of fear of somehow messing it up if you question it or if just simply neither of you cared enough to ask…

You take a deep breathe before clicking call… You anxiously await and within only two rings he picks up and quickly types in chat “hi, what’s up?” You gulp softly “Hi Calla well um I was actually calling because I well I have a question…” He types question marks and “okay? What is it?” You take another deep breathe your voice shaking as you finally say the words “Do you want to meet up with me?” You begin to ramble on about how he doesn’t have to show his face or anything but before you can barely mutter anything else out he types “yea sure I’m down when do you wanna do it? Do you want me to come to you or you come to me or what?” You blink a few times not believing the words you read

Your mind swirls wondering how he agreed to quickly and seems so calm when you felt as if your heart was gonna beat out of your chest… Little did you know he was actually feeling the same way and he had to retype the sentence a few times because his fingers were shaking so much he typoed quite a bit… You suddenly hear finger snapping and quickly are pulled back to reality making a small noise of alarm quickly looking at your computer screen you saw Callahan’s mic lit green and heard the quickest laugh before his mic was once again red… “Sorry I zoned out for a second there um I can come there if you don’t mind, I know it would be easier for you if I did”

Unbeknownst to you Callahan had a wide smile on his face as he silently cheered to himself before quickly typing that he would send you his address later and that he had to go! You laughed softly a bit from nerves of this actually happening and from imagining Callahan rushing around his house getting everything ready for your visit “okay sounds good I’ll see you later bye calla I L-“ you barely stopped yourself you had said it a few times before to him and honestly you said it almost all the time to your other friends but something about saying it to Callahan was different.. You didn’t like saying it not because you didn’t love him but because you couldn’t explain that how you said I love you to him and I love you to your other friends was different so you usually just refrained from saying it

Callahan laughed silently to himself quickly typing “I L- you too” his heart soared anytime you told him you loved him though he tried not to think much of it because you always said I love you to everyone else so it was just your thing right? Though it was painfully obvious you didn’t say it as much to him and that’s something he never understood and while it hurt like heck he could never bring himself to ask about it he was too scared he was too scared of being even more hurt so he just suffered in silence cherishing every time you told him you loved him even more each and every time you said it…

Once you ended the call with Callahan you quickly grabbed your phone FaceTiming Niki as you already begin packing.. Only a couple rings and she picks up “hi y/n! What’s up?!” You smile widely blushing brightly as you say “Well I may be taking a trip very soon…” she claps her hands together “really?! Where are you going?” You shrug softly finding your duffel bag “I don’t know yet” she turns her head at you curiously “what that makes no sense what do you-“ suddenly she stops a giant smile appearing on her face “YOU DID NOT” your smile widens as you nod excitedly “I DID I DID!” She screams happily “AAH Y/N I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!” You scream happily as well “AH THANK YOU” she excitedly says “YOU’RE WELCOME! So when are you leaving?” You throw your hands in the air “I don’t know probably within a week or two maybe?! We haven’t really discussed the details yet” she nodded softly “well let me know when you find them out!” You nodded back “I will I will! I’m gonna go ahead and get packed I’ll talk to you later love you!”

Callahan after ending call with y/n quickly grabbed his phone as he ran about tidying up. I began calling Dream and luckily within only a few rings he picked up “hello?” I quickly begin typing “DREAM” he laughs softly “what’s up calla?” I nearly bump into a wall as I’m typing but stop myself just before I hit it “Okay so I may have gotten asked by y/n if I would be okay with them coming out to meet me and I may have said yes…” Dream gasps softly and I can hear the smile in his voice as he speaks “What?! No way! I’m so happy for you guys! Finally! We’ve been trying to get you two to meet for years!” I roll my eyes light heartedly “I know I know so now you guys can finally stop nagging us” Dream laughs again “hey it was for your own goods okay? We’re just trying to help our friends be happy as they can be okay?” I smile to myself “yea yea whatever you say” he laughs more “Whaattt it’s true and you know it” I snicker to myself “maybe we’ll see, I’m gonna finish getting everything ready I’ll call you later okay?” I can hear his ever widening smile “Of course see you calla”

It was the next day and you were absolutely buzzing wishing you could tell chat the full story of why you weren’t gonna be able to stream next week but alas you and calla both wished to keep it very private in fact as far as you knew only Niki knew and as far as calla knew only Dream knew though you both suspected you had each more than likely had told someone neither of you knew for sure… anyways skip a bit and your stream has begun plenty of messages already asking what the title is about what does it mean and some being worried “Hello chat! Don’t worry don’t worry it’s nothing bad! It’s actually something really really good as to why I can’t stream!” Chat exploded asking millions of questions and others being relived that it was nothing bad, you laugh softly “Well I can’t spoil all the details as we wish to keep most of it private but I can’t stream next week because I’m meeting up with someone! Yes yes before you ask it’s someone you all know! Also again before you ask yes you can guess no I will not say if you got it right or not… at least not directly…”

Names come flying in like wild fire at first you’re seeing mainly Niki,Dream,Sapnap,even punz and bad but then you see one saying Callahan and you can’t stop the light blush that dusts your cheeks as you try to think of a way to discreetly let it be known someone guessed the right answer… Unable to think of one though you simply clap your hands and say “Okay guys someone guessed the right answer! I won’t say who and I won’t say details as I don’t wanna give it away but yes one of you guessed them!” And so of course chat lit up trying to figure out who the right answer was but alas they couldn’t figure it out, you laughed light heartedly at them and after that continued stream as normal just fiddling around the dream SMP setting up a few pranks and then deciding to build a little house with a small hint as to who you’re meeting with!

The house was simple it was made out of birch and dark oak and the small hint you used was you placed three flower pots on each of the widows.. in the first you placed a small red flower, in the second a small white one and in the final a small blue one.. You didn’t say anything about it being a hint you just placed the flowers and moved on doing a few more pranks. “Guys how do we prank Punz?” You giggled your body already erupted with butterflies knowing what Punz’s prank back to you would be “I already know he’s gonna get me back so badly but it’ll be worth it! I’m gonna replace all his pumpkins with melons!”

Chat explodes saying how thats such a simple but good prank and how punz will lose it and it’ll be so funny. You nod giggling “right right chat! So let’s get started shall we?” You begin and about ten minutes in suddenly calla shows up, you can’t help the excited smile on your face as you see Calla’s name pop up in game and you excitedly type “hi calla!” He types back “hi y/n!” You try to contain your ever growing smile “What’s up?” He says “Not much I’m watching your stream and saw you’re trying to prank punz so I decided to come help” You quickly nod now knowing he’s watching your stream you verbally say “Really?! I’d appreciate that so much thank you calla” He quickly says “Of course it’s not problem” and in no time he’s over there with you helping you replace all the pumpkins with watermelons, the job definitely gets done a lot quicker with calla there to help and it honestly is a lot more fun having calla there to bounce jokes off with you! In no time the job is done you quickly thank calla and tell him you’ll talk to him tomorrow and you end stream.

Before you go to bed you check your phone and see a text from calla “Hey so i forgot to ask earlier is that like our house or something? I noticed you made two bedrooms but you could always just make one and use the other to expand the work area if you want but if not it’s cool” You smile softly reading the text “I love the idea of expanding the room I’ll get on tomorrow off stream and fix it and yea it’s our little house… I hope you don’t mind I mean I just figured it’d be a nice little place ya know an extra place for each of us to keep things and to stay… I’m glad you got the flower hint, anyways I’ll work on it tomorrow I’m gonna try and get some sleep goodnight calla” A few minutes later a text pops up “Don’t worry I can always help and work on it besides there’s my own little hint that I wanna add as well so I’ll do it and I hope you sleep well goodnight can’t wait to see you next week” Your smile widens more as a your heart pounds “I can’t wait to see you either ❣️”

Throughout the rest of the week you only did two more streams and of course each one chat tried to get you or whoever happened to be on stream with you to spill who it was you were meeting with but no one you streamed with that week knew… besides calla of course! Chat didn’t believe them when they would say they didn’t know and it was honestly comical seeing them get so upset. It started with Sapnap and George and ended with Boomer and Punz.. Even after stream the duos had tried to get you to spill who you were meeting with but you refused to spill even to them, insisting they can wait just a few more days and though the four of them whined they settled and finally let you go.

So we fast forward and it’s Monday you leave tomorrow so you’re finishing last minute packing and waiting for Karl to come over so you can give him your spare keys because he so graciously agreed to watch your cats! Also so he can just hang out with you a bit before you have to leave and can drive you to the airport! You’re just about to start triple checking that you have everything when you hear a knock at your door. Your cats look at your curiously but don’t bother following see you rush to the door and open it to see a ever beaming Karl! He quickly rushes in hugging you tightly making you giggle as you hug him just as tightly “hi Karl!” He giggles softly “hi y/n!” After a few minutes you break apart and he quickly shuts your door. “Soooo since I’m watching your cats do I get to know where you’re going and who you’re seeing?”

You shake your head laughing softly “Sorry but no you’ll find out when everyone else does! I will say I’m going somewhere I’ve never been before” He tilts his head curiously trying to think “hmm I don’t know there’s a lot of places you’ve never been like you have yet to go to the UK, you have yet to go to like any of the states uhmm are you meeting someone you’ve never met?! Is it Sam?! Oh my gosh it’s Sam isn’t it?! You’ve never been to Texas and you’ve never met Sam!” You shake your head “Good guess good guess and while I would love to go meet Sam it is not Sam..” he pouts slightly “hmm well I don’t know there’s so many other guesses I could make” You smile and roll your eyes softly “Well instead of guessing where I’m going how about you help me double check that I have everything okay?”

He nods smiling softly “okay sounds good!” So for the rest of the night you and Karl double and triple check your bags and then just chill out watching your friends streams and posting pictures together! You both laugh at the fans freaking out over the random content of you two and laugh even more at them freaking out over karl with your cats. Two of your cats loved Karl but they love everyone so it wasn’t surprising but your third isn’t too fond of him but she’s not too fond of anyone, still Dream is convinced when he comes to visit you that she’ll love him and Karl is convinced that spending this week visiting them he’ll be able to make her love him. You’re not confident of either of those things happening but it makes you happy to see them so confident and happy so who are you to destroy their happiness.

Another small time skip and suddenly it’s Tuesday afternoon and time for you to leave, after spending an extra few minutes telling your cats goodbye and promising you’ll be back soon and that they know karl and he’ll take amazing care of them. Karl finally manages to pull you out the door and suddenly it’s all becoming more real than ever… It’s so real you’re frozen in place just standing outside your door, Karl locks your door for you and helps you sit on the ground outside your door rubbing your back “it’s okay everything is gonna be fine, we’re gonna get you to the airport the plane ride is gonna be your smoothest ever and when you get there they’re gonna be there waiting for you smiling widely and with open arms ready to give you the biggest and best hug you’ve ever had apart from my hugs” you nod and then giggle softly both because of how you don’t believe at all his statement of them being there waiting and smiling with open arms and also at his joke “Thank you Karl you’re the best you know that right?” He smiles softly squeezing your shoulder reasssuringly before smiling hopefully “so much the best that you’ll tell me who you’re meeting?” You giggle rolling your eyes “nooo not that much the best but I can give you another hint” he nods “okay okay go on!”

“Okay so I’ve never met them, I’ve never been to the place they live and they’ve been on my stream within the past month” Karl hummed in thought able to rule out, Sapnap, Dream, Alex, and Boomer… That still left way too many people so he shrugged “I don’t know I guess I’ll have to wait like everyone else” You smile softly “Well I can also say at least one person knows, I don’t know if the person I’m meeting told anyone but I assume they told at least one person so hehe” He gasps in mock offense “you told someone?! And that someone wasn’t me?! I’m so wounded!” You laugh at his dramatics “yes yes I did, it’s not that I don’t trust you obviously I do but it was just this certain person for some reason came to mind first but I wanted and still want to tell you as well but the person I’m meeting with wants to keep it very private for right now” he smiles softly hugging you gently “it’s okay don’t worry about it I’m happy for you okay? Now let’s get you to that airport!”

So now you were off! In no time you managed to make it to the airport and you had to admit it was kinda hard to leave Karl, you didn’t get to see him often as you would like.. He was always busy with mr beast and his own projects and you weren’t one to go out much so while you were frequently invited to be in mr beast videos you rarely agreed to them.. Karl sighs softly as he helps you get your bags, he sets them down beside you and hugs you tightly pressing a kiss to the top of your head “Be safe okay? Text me when you land” You hug him back even tighter and nod softly “I will don’t worry, I love you” after a few moments he lets you go “I love you too” Soon enough it was time to board the plane, the plane ride went fairly smooth only one crying toddler who luckily fell asleep and little turbulence and when getting your bags you even ran into a few fans who you gladly took pictures with and who tried light heartedly to get you to spill who you were meeting with to which you simply laughed and gave them a few extra wrist bands you kept with you and gave them to them as you said sorry that you weren’t able to tell them.

Today was finally the day! I rushed to finish getting ready knowing y/n should be arriving to the airport in no time and just as I finished getting ready and grabbed my keys my phone began ringing I quickly picked up and smiled brightly hearing y/n’s voice “hi calla! I just made it to the airport and got my bags! Are you here?” I quickly typed “not yet I’m leaving now I should be there in like thirty! I’m sorry I’m running a little late I couldn’t find the last piece of my outfit” They laughed softly and I blushed softly holding back my own laugh at how infectious theirs was “It’s okay i understand it’s a big thing so the outfit needs to be just right haha I’ll see you soon okay?” Though they can’t see it I nod excitedly as I respond “Yes see you soon can’t wait!” With that I hang up and make my way out the door, soon enough I’ve made it to the car and after what feels like forever but it’s really maybe forty five minutes at most I’ve finally made it to the airport! I take a deep breathe closing my eyes and opening them moments later..

I quickly put on my captain America mask, my light up red nose and raise my hood… Was I embarrassed? Yes definitely, was the chance of making y/n laugh and ensuring they would recognize me worth it? There’s no doubt it’s worth it… Another deep breathe and I manage to get myself into the airport and I begin scanning for y/n and within a few minutes I spot them! I quickly wave at them smiling widely and they break into a smile before trying to contain their laughter, I make my way over to them and press my nose to make it light up and thats when the dam breaks and they’re ever so melodious laughter rings through my ears…There’s something different about it this time though it sounds even better, it feels even more special, it makes me heart soar more than ever before. I find it hard to contain my own laughter a very small snicker escaping causing me to blush and quickly cover my mouth..

You’re practically doubled over in laughter in the middle of the airport but you don’t care you’re with Callahan and everything just feels so right… A few moments pass and you finally collect yourself, you boop his light up nose, he squints his eyes a bit and then pulls the nose off placing it gently on your own. You smile softly at him and start to stand on your tip toes to ensure you can reach his nose but then stop yourself realizing this isn’t Karl or Dream or even Sapnap this Callahan we’ve never met before you can’t just kiss his nose, or grab his hand as we walk or hug him.. He looks at you curiously and you simply play it off “You have a very nice nose” Your eyes widen realizing how that sounds “wait wait I mean this nose not your nose I mean not not that your nose is bad it’s a great nose I just ugh forget it let’s just go so if I embarrass myself anymore at least we’ll be alone”

He smirks softly nodding and holding a hand out for one of my bags, you hand it to him and smile and his smirk turns to a smile as he slings the bag over his shoulder and then holds his hand out again… You’re confused at first and go to push the handle of your wheely bag into his hand but he shakes his head and grabs your hand clasping your hands together.. You blush a light pink smiling happily as you walk off hands swinging softly, you don’t speak until you’ve made it to his car and he signs that you can choose the music. You smile softly connecting your phone to his Bluetooth and deciding to do a mix of new boy bands you liked and nostalgic songs.. You start with love song by why don’t we, you tap your hand to the beat humming a long at first but then softly singing… Callahan sneaks small glances at you smiling brightly seeing you beginning to let yourself loose.. Next comes this love by maroon five your eyes widen as you hear a tapping and then humming as you’re singing, you smile widely as you look to Callahan and see him jamming out! He notices you looking and blushes and stops but you shake your head and giggle “Don’t stop it’s okay I like it maybe we can harmonize together” He smiles a bit and nods, you begin singing again and he taps to the beat and then begins humming once more and in no time you’re harmonizing.. The song ends and you glance at each other wide smiles on your faces and light pink hues dusting your cheeks… You begin to just let a random playlist play different songs ranging from toxic by Britney Spears to The right stuff by new kids on the block plays but then hey Stephen by Taylor swift pops up and suddenly the lyrics come flooding into your mind and you blush brightly quickly skipping it, it’s too early to be playing that, it’s too early to be thinking of Callahan like that and making it so obvious… Luckily for you just before the lyrics really start you’ve made it to Callahan’s house..

Calla quickly hops out and helps you grab one of your bags his other hand grabbing your free one as he leads you to his door.. As you step inside you glance around smiling it’s very clean and simple sure it definitely looks lived in despite what you can see by the bag of trash calla forgot to take out the cleaning supplies he forgot to put back under the cabinet it looks lived in but in a very good way in a comforting way.. You’re not scared you’re gonna ruin anything or like you’re gonna mess anything up “Calla it’s beautiful” He smiles sheepishly as he signs “It’s not much but it’s home here come here and I’ll show you your room and then show you around” You nod and allow him to continue holding your hand as he takes you to your room, once you reach your room he lets go and sets your bag on the bed and you roll your other bag beside it and you nearly shiver at first… Not because the room is cold but your hand is cold and empty feeling like you’ve been outside playing in snow without gloves on so now your hand is freezing but yet feels empty not having the cold snow in it anymore…

He signs “I’ll uh let you settle in and when you’re done you can come out to the living room and we can order pizza or something and watch some tv” You nod and smile softly “Thanks that sounds great” he nods and leaves and so you begin unpacking and as you’re unpacking you get a call it’s from Niki, you smile widely and excitedly as you pick up “Hi Niki!” She smiles excitedly waving “Hi y/n! How’s everything going?!” You sigh in happiness and content as you say “It’s going great ihihi ehe I don’t know if he would like for me to say this but he showed up at the airport dressed like his minecraft skin!” She giggles “No way?! So you still haven’t even seen his face?” Your eyes widen as you suddenly realize “You’re right I haven’t, well I haven’t seen his whole face and I haven’t even seen his hair” Her eyes widen as she says “Is he ever gonna show you his face or what’s going on with that?” You shrug softly grabbing your phone as you finish unpacking “I don’t know honestly? I’m not gonna rush him into doing anything ya know? I mean I know at some point he’s probably gonna take the mask off and he has to take the reindeer onesie off sometime” she nods “Oh yea no no I wasn’t trying to pressure him or anything I was just genuinely curious,so what are you gonna do for your first night and where’s calla’s room compared to yours?” You smile and blush a bit “We’re gonna order pizza and watch tv and his room his just down the hall from mine there’s a bathroom in between our rooms” she wiggles an eyebrow teasingly “So are you gonna cuddle during the tv watching?” You roll your eyes light heartedly “No probably not I don’t wanna make him uncomfortable but then again I don’t know.. maybe… because well…” you pause blushing more hiding your face in your hands as you try and wipe the absolutely love sick look off your face but you’re unable to, Niki’s smile can’t get any wider as she excitedly asks “What what what because what?!” You bite your lip a bit and then take a small breathe before saying “Well he grabbed one of my bags when he met me at the airport and he held his hand out so I thought he wanted my other bag but he shook his head grabbed my hand and held it… and when we were walking to his car his kept holding my hand and when we got to his place he did it again and he actually didn’t let go until he let go so I could unpack…. And you know it’s weird.. my hand has felt cold ever since he let go…” Her eyes soften and she coos softly “Aweee y/n that’s so cute! Maybe you can hold hands when watching tv or something then I’m sure he wouldn’t mind” You nod “maybe maybe I don’t know I’m just so nervous to mess up I mean we’re friends we’re not anything else and this is our first time meeting and as far as I know his first time meeting any of us so I just want it to be good” she nods “Don’t overthink! It’s good you wanna take it slow and it’s good that you’re being cautious and concerned about his needs and comfort but don’t forget your own needs and comfort okay?” You smile thankfully at her “I won’t I won’t! I’m gonna go now I don’t wanna keep him waiting any longer, I love you thank you for everything” she smiles lovingly at you “Of course darling I love you too I’m always here day or night whatever you need whenever you need it bye have a good time” you nod “I will! Bye!”

So with that the call ends and you change into some simple pajama pants and a t-shirt before heading to the living room.. Your eyes widen a bit and seeing the back of Callahan’s head seeing his shortish brunette hair, but then you smirk to yourself a bit seeing he’s stood distracted looking through the TV for a decent movie or TV show… You sneak behind him and poke his sides! He jumps and lets out a small squeak whipping around to face you with wide eyes before his eyes narrow and he playfully smirks at you but then smiles mischievously… “Ohoho mahhannn that was sohoho gohohohod” You were lost in giggles but then saw his face and looked at him and began backing up nervously “Calla… whatever you’re planning d-don’t…” He pauses faking as if he’s thought before shaking his head no and quickly running at you, grabbing you and carrying you to the couch! You squeal in surprise giggles already tumbling out “EEP CALLA Nohohoho!” He tosses you gently onto the couch and carefully sits on your waist straddling you, you cover your face whining softly “Callahahaaaaa” You hear him snicker and you squeak and flinch feeling his hands shoot towards your sides even though they never touched you… You heard a very small laugh and your smile widened as you peeked out from behind your hands and Calla was smiling widely at you lost in thought it seemed…You smirked a bit and poked his stomach and he jumped covering his stomach before his eyes lit again with mischief and his hands darted towards your sides… This time though making contact! His fingers began curiously poking at your sides and he couldn’t help the delighted smile on his face as you squirm back and forth between his poking fingers, soon pokes turn to scribbles and scribbles to squeezes and you’re left laughing your heart out gasping for breathe but you wouldn’t have it any other way… Suddenly a knock is heard interrupting your laughter as Calla pauses and you both realize the pizza is here! Calla swiftly hops off you and runs to the door to pay before you can even manage to collect yourself enough to stand, let alone make it to the door.

Calla already knew all your favorite toppings seeing as you shared most of the same favorite toppings, he came back to the living room carrying two big pizza boxes, a medium box and a very small box… You went to the kitchen and began grabbing you and Calla drinks and plates and by the time you got back Calla already had everything ready to serve and had on the aristocats! You smile fondly at him setting your drinks down as your hand instinctively in a way gently cups his face as you run your thumb along it, he shivers slightly at the coldness of your hand and you giggle “sorry I forgot my hand would be cold, anyways you didn’t have to turn this on we could’ve watched whatever you wanted to” he shrugs softly before his hand comes to cup yours pushing it further against his face as his other hand signs “No you’re the guest so you get first movie choice and since I already know all your favorites and you’ve been talking about wanting to watch this one for weeks we’re watching this one okay?” You smile slightly wider as you nod “Okay whatever you say Calla, I’m not some kind of royalty though so don’t treat me like it okay? I’m just y/n I’m nothing special” even though you may not have necessarily meant to sound so self deprecating or depressing it still hurt Callahan deeply to hear you talk about yourself like that he sighed quietly as he gently removed your hand from his face and in a gentle movement cupped your face with both his hands as he closed his eyes for a few moments before opening them again he did not expect this to happen so soon but he’s gonna follow his gut… He shakily open his mouth saying “y/n p-p-please don’t t-talk a-about yourself like that… you’re even better than royalty honestly… You’re one of the best things to ever happen to me in my entire life and I’ll forever be grateful for you and I… well I… I hope you feel the same… Can I um? Am I allowed to? Is it okay if I?….”

You’re stuck in shock for a moment processing hearing his voice for the first time ever, it’s so nothing like you ever expected yet also somehow it fits him perfectly and you wouldn’t change it at all after finally recollecting yourself you nod and close the gap between your faces… Your lips connect and it’s almost like you feel a little explosion in your stomach like hundreds of mini fireworks went off…The fireworks increasing as he cups your face with both his hands…After a few more seconds you each break apart smiling at each other while blushing bright red… You look at Calla curiously “so um what does this mean?” He shrugs softly his voice a bit scratchy because it’s not used much at all “Well what do you want it to mean?” You shrug back “Well I mean I’d like it to mean something special… I’d like it to mean we’re a thing honestly but I don’t wanna rush you or rush things I mean this is our first time meeting this is literally my first night here and we’ve already kissed… Which I loved the kiss don’t get me wrong I loved it but I guess just for now it’ll be a kiss and nothing more? We’ll just give it the rest of my time here and see at the end of the week to see how we feel? And we’re definitely not going to tell anyone because it’ll make it all harder agreed?” He nodded laughing softly at the last bit “that sounds good and yes I definitely agree, um I know I like just started using my voice but can I go back to signing my throat is actually getting really sore” Your eyes soften as you nod “of course! Never feel like you have to talk to me okay? Don’t force yourself I’m just fine with us using sign to communicate though your voice is really nice to hear don’t feel pressured or insecure or anything I lo-I um… I…” His eyes widen a bit as his blush darkens and he signs “You what? Why do you almost never say you love me?” You sigh softly glancing away before staring at your lap “Because it’s not the same and I was scared… I didn’t wanna say it because when I say it to you I don’t mean it how I say it to everyone else and I just it didn’t feel right saying it to you so much and it being something completely different” He holds your hand gently rubbing his thumb on your palm making you giggle softly and his eyes soften as he uses his free hand to say “It’s okay I get it and I appreciate it now actually knowing why you didn’t say it and I lo- you too!” You smile and roll your eyes light heartedly squeezing his side “You’re such a nerd dude” he squeaks at the squeeze narrowing his eyes playfully and you smirk “You know I still haven’t gotten my revenge yet…” His eyes widen as he backs up and begins to try and stand as he signs “Y/N don’t do it…”

My eyes are widened as I’m backing up seeing the mischievous glint in y/n’s eyes as they say “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t” I sit for a moment trying think of one and just shrug, they snicker “Welp I don’t see or hear you giving me a good reason” With that they begin scribbling on my sides and despite my best efforts to hold back I can’t and I break into giggles that near soft laughter the closer to my ribs or hips they get! They definitely notice because soon after they move one hand to my hip squeezing and kneading as their other scribbles up and down and inbetween my ribs! I let out the most embarrassing squeal before falling into loud laughter! I attempt to squirm away from them but as they hit a couple particularly sensitive areas I actually fall off the couch sending us tumbling the two of us in an out of breathe heap on the floor.. We both groan softly and then giggle “Like the view? Cause I kinda like my view” They scoff and lightly slap my arm before getting off me and pulling me up, I pull them into a hug and they seem worried at first and tense maybe thinking I’m gonna tickle them again but they sigh contently as I fall gently back onto the couch with them keeping my hold on them as I press play on the movie… Y/n falls asleep about half way through the movie and I don’t have the heart to move them so I simply turned on another movie and soon fell asleep my own self..

[vocalyunho]

Nothing’s stopping you

pairing — Yunho x reader (fem)

genre — fluff(?), smut (mostly dirty talk).

word count — 1.3k

warnings — mention of insecurities and dirty talk.

synopsis — your boyfriend’s lack of interest towards the sexual aspect of your relationship worries you until, one day, you decide to bring it up to him.

[This could be Yunho irl, and I live by that].

You’ve never had sex with Yunho, not once. You’ve been together, for how long? Almost 7 months? and he’s never made a move towards that. You haven’t either, only because the lack of actuation by him made you hold back any urges you’ve had and you did have, quite a lot...

It’s worrying you a bit. Well, not only a bit, to be honest...you kinda feel like you don’t spark this kind of interest in him and you don’t know why. Aren’t you attractive enough to the point he can get aroused or aren’t you able to make the blood in his system travel south to wake something else up? Honestly, it’s frustrating not knowing what’s going on and, at the same time, you can’t help but subconsciously blame yourself making your confidence drop to the floor.

So, when he saw you today not being your smiley, energetic self that you usually are, he instantly realised something is wrong and didn’t hesitate to take his eyes off his computer and look at you questionably.

“did something happen today?”, he asked with a worried tone and furrowed eyebrows.

You moved your gaze from the book you were reading and looked at his seated form on the table “no, why?”

“I don’t know, you’re not very talkative”

“It’s because I’m engrossed in the book, I guess”

“Which one did you start?”

“Carrie by Stephen King”

“Have fun sleeping tonight, babe” he laughed.

“It’s okay, I’ll find something better to do”, you laughed too and glanced at his lips before locking your eyes at his again. He only giggled at your comment and took his eyes off you fast and back at the computer screen. Your smile faded at that and a sudden wave of encouragement washed you, “actually...”

“...can I talk to you?”

“Of course, baby”

“No, can you, like, come here?”, you patted the seat next to you and waited until he made himself comfortable in it.

“What’s wrong?”

You faced him and felt your cheeks burning as you looked at him. He’s so handsome, you’d lie to yourself if you told you’d never imagined him making love to you, how he’d feel inside you, how he’d sound like.

“Yunho, do you like me?” you asked letting your features take a sad expression and your eyebrows raise unintentionally.

“You have to be kidding”

“No, really...”

“Of course! Is that even a question?”, he caressed your thigh.

“With all meanings?”

“With all meanings”

“Are you sure?”

“Okay Y/N, what’s wrong? Really, now”

“I don’t know how to say it...it’s just that...”, you inhaled loudly.

“we’ve never done it, Yunho”, your eyes fell on your lap, not being able to face him as you told that.

“done what?”

“sex”, you whispered, like it’s a bad word that shouldn’t have left your mouth and you just realised how embarrassing it is. It’s like you’re asking for it, like you’re asking for an apology.

“Oh my God”, he shifted on his seat and came just the tiniest bit closer to you, to let both of his hands rest on your thighs.

“You just...never made a move or left an innuendo about it”, you’re playing with your fingers on your lap, “and I felt like you weren’t interested in me like that, like I didn’t have the ability to make you interested in me like that”

“Are you saying, you thought you couldn’t get me hard?”

Hearing him say it so raw, you felt ashamed of yourself and your cheeks started burning, “yes”.

“fuck, no”. He tilted his head, trying to look at your face as you stayed like before, looking at your hands.

“I never wanted you to feel like that, oh my God no, baby look at me” he took your chin between his fingers and made you face him, “I only wanted you to be sure I wasn’t playing with you. I remember you telling me that you’ve met a lot of guys asking for sex too early in the relationship, because they knew it wouldn’t last long and it hurt you and I just...I’m not like that”.

“I just thought the reason was me and...I felt so insecure, like I’m not enough, like I don’t do things right, Yunho”

“no, baby...I’m sorry I made you feel like it’s your fault, it’s not, I promise”

“this really relieves me”, you chuckled, breathing out loudly.

“actually, you have no idea how many times I’ve imagined it”

“really?”

Now, he was the one to drop his eyes on your lap, embarrassed at the words that were about to leave him.

“yeah, in...the shower”

“you were thinking about me?”

“yeah”

His cheeks have turned pinkish and you’re sure, yours have too.

“were you...touching yourself?”

“yes, I...sometimes it’s hard not to”

“It’s hard”, you chuckled and he looked at you before you glanced at the -probably growing by now- small bump poking between his legs.

“really hard”, he laughed too.

This is the first time in all 7 months that he’s made a sexual innuendo and you can’t lie, you’re loving it and the wetness in your panties is increasing fast. You really wanna tell him that he wasn’t the only one touching himself and having these thoughts and even more that you’re sure your fingers aren’t doing as good of a job as he would do, but you’re holding back.

“I’ve spent so much time in the shower, you know... masturbating, thinking how it’d feel to fu- make love to you, but I wasn’t sure when the right time to do it was”

“why don’t you say it, Yunho?”

“what?”

“thinking how it’d feel to fuck me”

His eyes widened...he’s never heard you say that word before, you don’t really curse and hearing you say it with the actual meaning of it, it did something to him. He didn’t wanna phrase it like that and you know it, but only the thought of him saying it so freely, so raw made you clench around nothing.

“Stop being afraid, I know you...”

“I’m sorry I just...”

“What else have you been thinking about?”

He didn’t answer, he only let his gaze fall in every feature on your face.

“You can tell me anything”

“...how you’d sound like and how you’d look like and...how it’d feel to hear you scream my name”, he spoke fast.

The growing pool of wetness in your core starts to get uncomfortable, he only needed a kick-start to let his thoughts roll out like a barrel and now that he is, there’s no turning back...you need more.

“What do you wanna do to me, Yunho?”, you got closer to his body, your faces only inches away as his hands still rested on your thighs, now caressing them slowly.

“I wanna make sweet love to you, baby”

“let yourself go and tell me”

He locked his eyes on yours and took a deep breath, probably to win time and think if it’s really right to say it but then he spoke again, “I wanna fuck you so good, you won’t be able to walk the next day”

“fuck”, your breathing hitched and he hasn’t even touched you where you need him the most, yet.

“I wanna make you scream my name louder than any other guy’s”

“What else?”, your voice is needy at this point and you can feel your pussy throb at the images coming alive in your mind.

“I want you to feel me so deep, you won’t have any other option but let your mouth hung open and your eyes roll back and...”

“what?”

“I wanna feel you coming because of me”

“me too”

“But there’s a difference between making love and fucking, and right now I’d rather make love to you, baby”

“there’s nothing stopping you”

[armysantiny]

NCT Dream: Their s/o is passionate about working out

Pairing: ot7 x gender neutral reader // NCT (Dream)

Genre: fluff, humour, headcanon

Includes: going to the gym, teasing, watching a drama, workout schedules, bribing with coffee, exhaustion, 

Word count: 1.59k

Warning: I swear like, once or twice lol, Chenle’s one talks about dieting for a moment

Rating: PG

Networks: @kwritersworld, @kdiarynet, @kpopscape, @ultkpopnetwork, @kpopcontentcreatorsclub, @k-dinernet, @lovesick-net, @whipped-kpop-creators, @kafenetwork, @ficscafe, @dreamwritersnet, @neoswitchnet, @nct-writers

Tagging: @teeztheflag, @the-rooftop-fight, @cherry-hyejin || Taglist Form

An: I had fun writing this lol. I would pay good money to watch this happen irl- members under the cut! Oh yeah - @alicanta77​ more Jeno!

마크 (Mark)

Something about Mark tells me that he’d be kinda chill about it? You know?

As long as you’re enjoying it, he’s happy

And you’re getting healthier for yourself, so nice!

Flirty (or attempts at flirting lol) comments whenever you come out of the shower

And then you suggest going to the gym together

Not that he doesn’t want to

But he’s seen your workout routine

Safe to say this boy is intimidated

“Wait, wait, wait - go with you?”

Mark doesn’t mind working out

In fact, it’s quite relaxing

But he knows you’re very strict with your sets

He will be sore in the morning if he tried to keep up with you

Tries to bribe you with coffee-

Doesn’t work and you (lightly) drag his arse to the gym

Safe to say he is tired when you two get back

You get out of the shower and you can see this guy knocked the fuck out on the sofa

Let the teasing begin~

Poking at his chest and giggling when he pulls you into his chest

“Markie~ you’re not tired already, are you?”

Doesn’t reply, but sleepily smiles and ruffles your hair

Soft :(

런쥔 (Renjun)

Oh God, this is going to be fun

Renjun doesn’t really go to the gym unless he has to, or really wants to

So he doesn’t mind that you enjoy going to the gym

Bettering yourself, good for you, you know?

But dear God when you mention that you want him to join you

Yeah...good luck with that one

Will come up with every excuse under the sun

This mf really tries pulling the ‘I’m a foreigner, I don’t know Korean that well’ card on you

Like he doesn’t know how to speak Korean- (probably better than you too lol smh)

You kinda just deadpan him and he drags himself to get ready

Whining! Every! Single! Second

From start to finish I swear, Renjun complains constantly omg

When you two get home, the sigh of relief he lets out is loud

“Come on Junnie~ it wasn’t that bad!”

“Babe, I am going to die - how will you make this up to me?”

You come out of the shower after he’s already done and find him pretending to be asleep

“Well, if you’re asleep, I guess I’ll watch the new episode on my own”

Gets up immediately

No way you’re watching it without him

“Oh? I thought you were dying? Looks like you’re fine now~” 

Rolls his eyes but he’s smiling

Hugs you and you two catch up on your drama

Cute :(

제노 (Jeno

Considering Jeno seems like the kinda guy to really enjoy working out, I think he’d really like that about you

Like, you’re his gym partner and his romantic partner, what’s there not to love?

That’s probably how you two met each other-

Loves comparing your workout schedules

This time though, Nono wanted to give your workout routine a go

“Are you sure baby?”

Not that you didn’t think he could do it, you just didn’t want him to be too sore to practice the next day

But he’s stubborn lol, and you just oblige

It’s honestly so cute

You’re not even halfway done and he’s already starting to have second thoughts

Thing is, you made it seem easier than it actually was 

Obviously you’re feeling a burn from working out, but Jeno is struggling

Takes multiple breaks before you’ve had your first break

You get home and Jeno is already feeling the effects

Laughs when you tease him about it

“How...how do you make it look so easy?”

“Practice~”

Denies that he’ll be sore in the morning and you just shake your head

You wake up in the morning and dear God he can’t move

“Don’t say it...”

“Say what? That I told you so? Okay, I won’t~”

동혁 (Donghyuck)

Oh Imma enjoy this one

As much as Hyuck loves that you enjoy working to better yourself

Do not get that man anywhere within 10ft of a gym

Literally only goes to work out when he has a schedule

Otherwise, you’ll never see him suggest going

So to who or whatever possessed him to jokingly suggest that he should join you in the gym

This guy has some choice words - possibly some swearing involved, who knows?

His dramatic ass will literally put on some over-the-top denial when he sees the smile on your face

Hyuck knows that smile

“Come on hyuck, it won’t be that bad!”

“Oh but it will. Y/n, do you want to kill your boyfriend?”

“Oh stop whining you~, you only have to do it just this once~”

You have to bribe him with his favourite food before he even considers going

And even then, it takes him forever to get ready and go

You’re already on your way and he still tries to weasel his way out of it

Because holy shit your workout is intense

Is dying 

Remember when fullsun here had to carry Jeno and he screamed because Jeno was taking the piss out of him?

Yeah - he does that

This mf really tries asking you to carry him when you get home

You do it anyway-

When you carry him bridal-style, he wraps his arms around your neck and ‘swoons’

“My knight in shining armour~”

Cue rolling your eyes at him, but smiling because you love this man too much to be annoyed

Gosh he’s a brat child sometimes but you love him

재민 (Jaemin)

Heyy, 1/2 of my Dream biases, let’s go!

We’ve all seen Jaemin reveal his abs right?

This man is fit-

So obviously, he does work out a fair bit

If not with you, then definitely with Nono

But let’s be real-

Jaemin is literally the least competitive person ever - if not just for NCT

Cannot and will not compete for anything even if his life depended on it

So when you ask him if he wants to join you on a workout session while you’re about to sleep and he agrees-

You’re surprised

Then again, he’s just so tired (poor bby) that he’s barely registering what you’re saying

Until you remind him the following day

Sighs as he drinks his first of many coffees he’ll have

He wants to try and weasel out of it

But you’re giving him puppy eyes and oh gosh you’re adorable oh noo

He can’t say no :(

When ou two start, oh good lord his respect for your dedication increases tenfold

You do this five times a week?

His body hurts in ways he didn’t know he could hurt

Hits you with his ‘sexy~’ when you get out of the shower

Pretends to take pictures of you

“There we go! My star model show me those angles!”

Laughing fits

Even if you’re both sore (Jaemin more so), y’all are so cute

Gimme this please

천러 (Chenle)

Okay Daegal’s dad you’re up next!

I feel like Chenle really encourages you to keep up with your workout schedule

Probably helps with the dietary requirements that come along with it

Supportive boyfriend over here

We live to see it

Enough getting sidetracked, let’s continue

You’d be sitting together for breakfast and its workout day

This man’s curiosity gets the better of him and he asks if he could join you

He’s always been interested in exactly what exercises you do to stay is such great shape

When you go into detail, Lele kinda sits there wide-eyed for a moment

Granted, he works out too to stay healthy but damn your workout is intense

No wonder your body is as muscular/toned as it is

Be he would be lying to himself and you if he said that it didn’t intimidate him

You could probably throw him with little effort-

When you two do get to the gym, oh dear God is Chenle already exhausted

How do you manage to keep up with it?

Scratch that - exhausted doesn’t even begin to describe how he feels

You get home and Chenle is just...dead

Takes a shower and refuses to move once he gets in bed

Prepare to drag his ass out of bed the next day - he aint going anywhere

지성 (Jisung)

This is going to be interesting! Also 2nd Dream bias!

Of course, since Jisung hasn’t revealed his abs, we don’t know exactly how defined he is

But I think it’s safe to assume that Jisung is pretty well built

And he finds it really cool that you’re so dedicated you are to your workout routine

But dear God this kid doesn’t want to work out if he can help it

As much as he loves you, he would be a dirty liar if he said that you don’t intimidate him from time to time

You could probably bench press Jisung without thinking about it

Okay - I’m exaggerating, but you get the point

Kinda like Hyuck, whatever possessed this kid to ask you if he could join you must of had it in for him that day

You smirk, he realises what he just said and starts backing up

“Wait, wait, wait - let’s talk about this!”

“Uh uh, you suggested it JiJi. Come on, it won’t be that bad”

He kinda just goes -_-

Not bad? Not bad for you, you mean-

Does anything - and I mean literally anything - to get out of it

When you aren’t buying it, he deflates  and joins you

Is going through it by the time the two of you are halfway

Send help lol

You get home and he’s like “Yeah - never doing that again.”

Help this child lol

[handswritteeen]

(i actually used picrew for this because i didn’t have time to whip something up TT. here’s the link: https://picrew.me/image_maker/1003923 by umasan_hi)

(for @witchhazelbazel​ ‘s oc event!!)

divine name: Lunaria

goes by Akari

age: some kind of old...

height: 5’1 (because irl I’m shorter, this gives me pride)

pairing: up to you haze!

moon archon, archon of darkness/shadows/solitude

Bio: Born out of the darkness of Celestia, Akari is the archon of the moon. Although she was born into a family of immortals, she is one of the remaining archons originally from Celestia, along with her younger twin brother, Haruki. She did not take part in the archon war, seeing that her place in Celestia will not be taken away from her anytime soon. Mortals need the moon, nonetheless the waters must move somehow (which is why she doesn’t have a nation either).

Akari is quite a childish person when it comes to people she’s close to. While growing up, other archons chose to not take her seriously for the way she carelessly walked among mortals. However, she is respected among some adepti and archons for her skill in battle, wielding a sword crafted from blue moon dust (nothing special, just something random) and crystal cores. Her battle style consists of flips and tricks, quite agile moves and skills. Technically, Akari can manipulate ‘dark magic’ (I haven’t really developed this), but can use any of the elements to her will (usually doesn’t, not that necessary for her though). And of course, her abilities become stronger under moonlight.

Akari would usually roam around the mortal world, either visiting other archon’s nations or just wandering around. Mortals have piqued her interest and Celestia seems to have bored her. Her brother detests her love for mortals, saying that they are feebly souls with a weak body.

Personality: Quite intimidating at first; a glance at her would usually leave you in a stare. She’s actually talkative if you were to walk up to her and ask her something; after getting close, she’s willing to open up. Maybe a bit protective of some things.

Companions of Akari are always in the best care. She’s protective, she’ll look out for you whenever she can. She’s lost many, but none have been as close as others. Getting hurt in the end isn’t her biggest concern.

Values: friendships/relationships, gifts from anyone and everyone

Likes: cats, tends to pet them around Liyue; seelies; hydro slimes; has a thing for Diluc’s dandelion wine; guys with long hair 🤤

Dislikes: formalities, having to actually navigate to certain places, stuck-ups; cicin mages

little short story between why the twins hate each other:

Lunaria and Aelius (Haruki’s divine name) were seen as the next most powerful archons to descend from Celestia. Although Akari tends to wander around mortals and hang out with them, Haruki keeps track of his older twin sister out of spite. Akari started to become more and more distant as others in Celestia had become more uptight and formal. Haruki holds the position of a prime example to all archons, a prim and proper star (except Barbatos thinks he’s a total stuck-up). Awhile after the archon war, Akari started to get closer to a human. A mortal that had the same eyes that reflected the sky and the personality of a protective hawk (he was a very pretty mortal, according to Akari). Haruki was not at all fond of this mortal, simply because it was a mortal after all.

One night, after Akari had stayed awhile with the mortal, she made her way back to the home her brother and her shared. She came back to Haruki scolding, shouting, and pure anger being thrown at her. Haruki didn’t understand why his sister was so carefree, why she was so unbound to immortal chains, how could she trust someone so,, easily? He just didn’t understand. What was so special about mortals? Akari stormed out that night and held hands with her favorite mortal under a blue moon. She didn’t face Haruki for a thousand years, but of course, as time passed, so did her favorite mortal; moving on was just a tedious task at this point.

Eventually, Akari waltzed back home to Haruki, only to be surprised with a mortal women clinging to his side, pushing her breasts beside his arm. The look on his face was pure smitten, the sun archon was absolutely whipped for a mortal. A mortal. As surprised as she was, she greeted Haruki with open arms and apologized for her absence. Haruki was quite monotone towards his sister’s presence but introduced the mortal, Ayano. She had long, purple hair and bright brown doe eyes. Akari sensed that this mortal was after something else, as Ayano smirked and a mischievous glint in her eyes appeared after she had looked at the archon.

Ayano appeared around Haruki almost all the time, always clinging to his side, giggling and kissing his cheek (making the younger twin extremely flustered). Once upon a night, Akari was up late, watching Mondstadt’s winds from above. She heard footsteps stumbling around her brother’s bedroom; prying the door open, she saw Ayano hovering over Haruki, her hand right on his chest, chanting something, like a spell. Ayano’s hand glowed, but then she suddenly stopped after feeling the presence of a figure. Akari had already left the house in search of Morax and Xiao.

Sitting in front of them with a cup of tea in hand, she recalled her sightings to the archon and adeptus, voicing her concerns out of panic.

“She’s trying to steal his gnoses, I know it! that spell she was chanting is supposed to reveal the gnosis right in front of her!”

“Did she finish the spell?” Xiao bluntly asked.

“..No. I think she heard me leaving and stopped.”

“So you have yet to confront her, hm?” Morax hummed.

Akari held her chin up high and nodded. “She’s after his power, nothing else.”

And with that, she left her teacup on the table and rushed home with the thought of exposing Ayano’s facade.

By the time she got there, she found them sitting on the couch, all over each other.

“Ahem.” She coughed into her fist.

“O-oh! You’re back.” Haruki pointed out, pushing Ayano softly aside. Ayano huffed and puffed her cheeks out.

“I need to talk to you, little brother.”

Haruki stayed silent and got off the couch, making his was behind his twin to another room.

“Ayano is not here for you. She doesn’t love you at all. She’s here for power.” Akari explained, crossing her arms.

“What makes you think that? She’s everything I’ve ever wanted! She loves me!” Haruki argued.

“Oh please, I saw her chanting a spell on you last night! Right under the moon!”

“And? She was probably just healing some injuries throughout the night!”

“Healing spells don’t require intricate chanting! The spell she used revealed your gnoses! I saw it with my own eyes!”

“Akari, that woman loves me. You’ve always had this stupid, carefreeness, that I never got! You have everything! Let me have this woman’s heart as she does mine! You once loved a mortal, no? How did that go for you?” Haruki glared at her and pushed her shoulder aside and walked back out to Ayano.

Feeling defeated, Akari made her way to Barbatos, chugging down a bottle of the Ragvindr’s wonderful wine. Akari and Haruki don’t speak for just a couple of weeks.

A disturbance in the Sun’s cycle causes Akari to trudge home with regret.

“It’s the middle of a hot summer and your sun has shined for too long-“ Akari opened the door, sighing, only to see a knife with bright carvings pointed to Haruki’s Adam’s apple.

“Oh? Getting kinky in my home, I see.” Akari smirks. “I didn’t know you were the one to enjoy being subdued, little brother.”

“A-akari, please,,” He shuddered.

“Another word and I think we’ll be done here,” Ayano muttered. “For the archon who controls the sun, you’re so weak for lovely people like me, hm? How simple.”

“Oh please, you took the easy way and had him when he was vulnerable, human. Don’t pride yourself,” Akari rolled her eyes and walked towards the two on the ground. “I doubt you can even wield a gnoses to your favor,”

Ayano growled and plunged her hand into Haruki’s chest. Haruki wailed in pain, Akari stood aside, watching the fiasco go down.

Lifting up the glowing white gnoses, Ayano laughed.

“Watch me, it shouldn’t even be that hard!”

“W-wait, Ayano, you can’t! Y-you’ll-“

“Be quiet brother, let her figure it out, she’s gotten this far, she should know.” Akari watched as Ayano tried to resonate with the gnoses, slowly consuming it with some unknown magic.

“Oh, a witch? You fell in love with a witch? What a surprise!”

“Akari! My gnoses!”

“Maybe you’ll be fine without it.”

“Please!”

Akari turned her attention back to Ayano, who was began to cry out from the power the gnoses held. Akari pushed Ayano off of her brother’s lap and grabbed the gnoses from in between her hands, tossing it to her brother and pinning Ayano down.

“I’ll lock you in the depths of shadows forever,” Akari muttered.

“I’d like to see you try!” Ayano spat in her face.

Suddenly, a bright light blinded the both of them. Akari was pushed back onto the floor, while Ayano was chained with some kind of heavenly material.

“Get out. You have no place in Celestia, nor the mortal world, human. May you wander around light.” Haruki spoke up, his white hair, black cowlick on the top of his head, and red eyes glowing.

Akari brushed her hair aside, sighing as Ayano’s body dissipated, her screams fading into the light.

“Hey-“

“Get out.” Haruki said.

“What are you talking about?”

“Get out. You have no place here.”

“Excuse me? I basically saved your life-“

“JUST LEAVE!” He shouted, turning away from Akari’s face.

And with that, the twins have yet to face each other. The sun and moon still switch places in the sky, yet there is an ominous force that made it seem different than before. Akari goes to Morax after that night, groaning in despair and ranting about her idiot younger brother. Barbatos has heard the story enough to recite a song about it, the tale of a split moon and sun. Xiao has the urge to bring his spear up to Haruki’s neck and make him explain for such foolish actions.

Akari’s love for mortals waver, as her broken relationship with her brother has changed forever. Until, one day, a bright, yellow star falls towards the outskirts of Mondstadt, a traveler of the prophecy will appear.

[sillyrabbit81]

Her Heavy Cross

Summary: Three years after tragedy hits, Lana she decides to start dating again. She meets Will through a dating app and they begin an online romance. After months of constant requests, Lana relents and agrees to meet and go on an irl date with Will. But is Will who he says he is? Lana is quickly pulled into an intense relationship forcing her to confront her tragic past. Will Lana face it or will she close her heart forever?

Pairing: OMC x OFC

Word Count: approx 2.5k

Warnings: Smut, swearing

Authors Note: The story started as a Henry Cavill fanfiction but I changed it to be an original character, but shades of Henry are still there. Hope you enjoy the story and thanks for reading.

Part 6 Part 8

Part 7

Liam's phone rang. He ignored it and let it go to voicemail. When it rang again, he made a noise of disgust and took his phone out of his pocket to look at it. "It's my publicist. I had better take this."

Liam answered the phone and went outside to talk. I turned the oven on and started to unpack the groceries. Then I got the roast, put it in a baking tray, poured olive oil over the top and seasoned it with salt and some pepper. I got out some onions and garlic and started to cut them up to place around the roast to give it some added flavour.

"That looks great," Liam said when he came back in.

"Thanks," I said, and I gave him a grin. I took the tray and put it in the oven. I got my phone and put an alarm on, giving myself time to cook the veggies before they finished. A thought came to me, and before I could bite my tongue, I said, "They do say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

"Really?" Liam licked his lips, looked down at his pants and said, "I'd say they were aiming too high."

It took me a minute to work out what the joke was. When I finally did, I couldn't help but laugh and hide my face in my hands.

"You've gone so red!" Liam appeared to be having fun with my inability to control my blushes.

"Oh, my God!" I said, still hiding my face and laughing. "Alright, that was funny."

It took me a while to stop laughing. When I did, Liam said sombrely, "Sweetheart, I have to tell you something."

"Uh, oh, it doesn't sound good."

"It's not bad. I don't know how you will feel about it." Liam then told me that his publicist had called to let him know there were pictures put on Instagram and Twitter of the two of us kissing at the pub last night. "Your name hasn't been mentioned, and the photos look to be shot from pretty far away on a mobile, so someone in the pub took the pictures. Sarah says they probably aren't going to tell who you are by the pictures unless someone who knows you well comes forward."

I think if my eyes bulged out of my head any further, they would have fallen out and rolled on the floor. "That quick?" It was all I could think to say.

"Yeah. It's hard to know what will come out and when. A lot of times I go out, and no one notices me, but other times I have paps or members of the public following me for hours."

"Who's Sarah?"

"My publicist." Liam reached across the bench and took my hand in his. "Are you ok?"

"You say they don't know who I am?" Liam nodded, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn't happy but what was I going to do about it? I picked at my nails. I needed to paint them; the pale pink polish was starting to chip.

"You ok?" Liam asked again

I shrugged. "Your life is weird."

Liam chucked. "You keep telling me that."

"So, what happens now?"

"Well, usually Sarah would say to private all social media, but she had a look and said she could only find a Facebook profile for you which was already private. Do you have any others? Instagram? Twitter? Snapchat?"

"No. I have a YouTube account that I use to watch videos, but that isn't linked to my real name or email. Also, a Tumblr account, again not associated with my name. And no pictures of me."

"Tumblr?" He raised an eyebrow. His fucking lip twitched.

"I was a confused 22-year-old ok?" I said a bit defensively. "I haven't used it in years," I remembered then the dating site we met on. I quickly logged on and selected the options to hide the account.

"Ok, well, there's not much else right now. A few rags called Sarah for comment. She said the standard no comment and asked for my privacy to be respected. The rest is up to you."

"Up to me?" I asked, confused. "What's up to me?"

"When you want to confirm the relationship and release your name."

"Liam, I met you less than 24 hours ago and have known you only a few months. I'm not ready for that. I like you a lot, but maybe you pick your nose and eat it, and I'll have to dump your arse tomorrow and then it's been a big song and dance over nothing." I joked. The mood had gotten too heavy for me. I wanted to talk about something else.

"Sweetheart, I'd never do that." He smiled sweetly, "I'd make you eat it."

"Ewww!" I screamed.

"Get over here." He chased me around the bench, and after a few evasions and some more squeals, he caught me. Perrin came in through the doggy door and barked at Liam a few times. Our behaviour obviously scandalised him. "Perrin," I called. "Come here, boy."

"You think your dog can save you?"

"Of course, he's very protective of my honour."

"We will see about that." Liam bent over, and I thought he was going to tackle me. Instead of flying backwards, I was hoisted forward and found myself over his shoulder. I screamed as I heard a loud crack, my hands flying to my bum.

"Did you just smack my arse?" I must admit I was finding all the manhandling arousing. I wasn't going to let him know that, though.

"Yes, I did. Want another?" Liam was heading down the hallway, taking me to the bedroom.

I giggled. "No!"

"The lady doth protest too much, methinks," Liam quoted. Shakespeare sounded good with his accent. I giggled some more, and I got another one. Yes, very arousing.

Liam hummed. "I quite like the view here." He rubbed my bottom and took me into my bedroom.

I was very close to his round bum. "This view is not so bad either," I said and smacked his arse. Unfortunately, it probably hurt me more than it hurt him. His butt was tight!

Liam dropped me onto the bed at that point, and the look on his face was hysterical. I couldn't stop laughing, and tears were rolling down my face. Then I did the most embarrassing thing: I snorted.

That was it. Both of us couldn't stop. Every time I calmed enough to think I could speak, one look at Liam's face, and I'd be off again.

Eventually, we stopped, and I was able to say, "Oh my God, your face! That was so bloody funny." I wiped my eyes.

"I think that may have been the first time someone's done that to me."

"Really? Didn't you go to an all-boys school?"

"Yes, but it wasn't the US." Liam tried suppressing a grin as he said, "we got ball taps."

I tried not to laugh. I really did. "Oh, my God!" I was off again.

We watched the original Mad Max before I had to go and finish dinner. I was horrified when Liam said he hadn't seen it before. I immediately made him watch it. He said it was ok, the concept was great, but he didn't love it. I told him he needed a brain scan.

When I went to make dinner, Liam offered to help, but I told him not to be silly.

Liam sat at the kitchen bench chatting to me while I chopped and blanched the vegetables. After a while, he said he had to call Sarah and his assistant Ryan to make sure he had organised the dog walker to take Cole for a walk and play.

"Any update from Sarah?" I asked Liam when he returned. I feigned disinterest while I finished slicing the roast.

"All the same right now. Some sites have posted the pictures, saying I was spotted drinking with an "unknown female companion." The pictures have circulated a bit on Twitter, but it's mostly just by fans. They haven't hit the mainstream yet. It's all fairly standard, and it will go away by tomorrow by the looks of it."

"Good," I said. A look I couldn't interpret passed over Liam's face. He masked it pretty quickly. I opened my mouth to ask if he was ok but shut it again. I said, instead, "dinner's ready." I passed Liam his plate.

"Thank you," Liam said, leaning over to kiss me before eating. I watched as he cut up some beef and started chewing. "Pretty good. Almost as good as Mum's," he teased with a wink.

I elbowed him, and God bless him; he pretended it hurt.

We ate in silence for a while. I gave a few pieces to Perrin. He was so old, and I couldn't help but spoil him occasionally. He won't be around forever.

After dinner, Liam insisted on helping me clean up, and we stacked the dishwasher. Watching him bend over, his jeans straining as he put the plates in, stirred some feelings. Erotic feelings.

"Want to watch another movie?" He asked.

"Not really," I said. "I'm in the mood for some dessert."

"Ice-cream? I can't have any, but you can."

"Not ice-cream," I said, shaking my head. I looked at him with my very best bedroom eyes.

"What do you want then? Want me to go to the shops?" He said, not catching on. I put my arms around his waist. "If you let me borrow your car, I'll go. I can just go on my own."

"No, you wombat." I met his hips with mine, his eyes widened. "What I want is right here." I wriggled against him. Liam grinned widely, his cheeks creasing in such a sexy way.

"I thought you were shy."

"I am getting used to you," I said. "The real me is coming out." The truth of my words took me by surprise. I looked away, second-guessing myself. Why did I do that?

"I like her," Liam said hoarsely. If he hadn't spoken then, I think I would have stopped. But when his hands went into my hair, and he pulled, stretching my throat, I knew I wasn't going to stop. He kissed me there, and his teeth grazed my skin. My fingers reached under his shirt, and they gripped his back. My nails dug into his skin.

"Bedroom?" I whispered.

"Bedroom," he agreed and walked me backwards to my room.

"You promised me something earlier today," Liam said in between kisses. We were close to my bed.

"What's that?"

He stopped kissing me and cupped my face with his hands. "You said I could undress you."

Liam took hold of my t-shirt and waited. I nodded. He slowly lifted my shirt up and over my head before dropping it to the ground. He tilted his head as if contemplating and gently turned me around.

I felt Liam gather my hair and put it over my shoulder. He caressed my back with his fingertips, making me shiver with pleasure. I heard him give a satisfied hum before undoing my bra. He turned me around again and took hold of my bra straps, pulling them down my arms.

When I dropped my bra beside my shirt, Liam took a step back. He looked me up and down, his eyes hungry. I wanted to cover myself under his intense gaze, my earlier courage wavering under his scrutiny.

My arms started to move, and he gave me a stern look. "You're not thinking of hiding now, are you?"

I shook my head and forced my arms back by my sides. "Good, because I want to look. You're quite the sight." As if to emphasise his point, he adjusted himself through his pants. I felt a thrill of excitement flow through me and felt the familiar throbbing between my legs.

Liam got down on his knees and kissed my belly. His rough stubble tickled. "Your skin is so soft," he said in a low voice. He undid my jeans and kissed a trail down as he unzipped me. His breath was warm, and I felt it through the cotton of my briefs, his last kiss placed just above my slit.

It was almost agony. I moaned at his teasing breath and lips. Then Liam pulled down my underwear and kissed my mound. I felt his tongue part my lips, and when he found what he was looking for, he flattened his tongue and moaned into me.

I didn't know what to do. For a moment, I wanted to stop Liam, but it felt too good. I could feel my resolve waning. I didn't want to wait. Why should we wait? What was I waiting for? I had to stop thinking and go with it, enjoy him, enjoy the experience. I put my fingers in his hair as he licked and sucked at me. He seemed to remember what I liked, and soon I was close to my peak.

One of his fingers played at my entrance. I silently begged for Liam to put it in. My core was desperate to be filled. His finger slowly entered me, and I was lost. I needed him. At that moment, all I wanted was to feel more of him inside me, have him fill me.

I felt like this was the moment. If I don't ask Liam now, I probably never would. If I didn't want him now, why am I even allowing this to happen? I wanted him. He excited me like no one had done since Andy. He had knocked down the defences I'd built to keep myself alone. Keep me in my grief and guilt. I didn't want to be alone anymore. I wanted to feel desired again.

"Fuck me?" I asked. The words just tumbled out. I knew at that moment I would beg if I had to. "Please, Liam, I want you to fuck me."

I wasn't sure if Liam heard me. He increased his attention, and I felt the pressure building. His hand gripped my arse, his fingers digging into my cheeks as he pulled me closer to him. The short rough hair on his cheeks and chin tickled against my thighs. My legs buckled. I couldn't stand up anymore. He held me there while I panted and moaned, seeking release.

I felt my climax arrive like a bolt of lightning. It was sudden and intense. My body contracted as waves of pleasure exploded over me. Short, wordless shouts came from my mouth until it was over. I collapsed onto the bed.

I laid there a while, eyes closed, trying to catch my breath. Liam was shuffling around and heard his belt come undone. I felt the bed dip, and I opened my eyes to find Liam naked, climbing up the bed until his face was above mine.

Liam supported some of his weight with one hand and laid on me, our whole bodies skin to skin. He was warm to touch, and he almost felt hot to my now cooled skin.

"Ask me again," Liam said.

Part 8

[heywriters]

I see a lot of people criticize fanfic for common writing expressions or blushing? A popular thread even has people claiming they don’t blush! This seems fake to me, but what do you think? Do people actually never blush? Some could argue dark skinned people don’t blush because you can’t see it, but that sounds racist as heck. Idk. Maybe blushing several times in a chapter would be repetitive, but blushing by itself seems like a normal reaction. Thoughts?

Everything you said is essentially true. Some people don’t blush, but most do for varying reasons. Dark-skinned people of course can blush, and even if it isn’t clearly visible they can feel they’re blushing (ex: “his cheeks burned with embarrassment”). Blushing is a natural human reaction to many emotions.

I do agree that some expressions are overused in fanfiction, but to criticize fanfic for sounding mostly the same is unfair. Fanfic writers usually writing spur-of-the-moment ideas that felt good, therefore they had no time/need to wax poetic and get inventive, especially kids and amateurs.

“Blushing” is perhaps most common in romance writing, fanfic or not, so criticizing it is unfair because emotions are supposed to run high in that genre! It’s like criticizing the tragedy genre for having too much crying, or horror for having too many blood-curdling shrieks. That’s where they go!

“Flush with anger” is practically the same as blushing except in fiction it appears this is a “masculine” reaction whereas blushing is “feminine.” Expressions like blushing, giggling, screaming, and biting one’s lip I’ve all heard criticized. My reasoning on this criticism is 1) people don’t realize how often they or others do these things irl, 2) there are limited terms to describe what the author is actually trying to convey, and 3) these are often considered feminine and therefore “bad” expressions, especially when used with male characters.

Sometimes I hear or receive criticism for how emotions are expressed in fanfic, and I’ve started chalking it up to “certain readers think expressed emotions are bad writing” and occasionally “male characters shouldn’t express feelings.” When every character is emotionally a fireworks display that’s one thing, but there’s a good deal of distance between that and sexist, cardboard characterization.

Sure, “blushing” is overused in certain genres. Sure, not everyone blushes for the same reasons. Yes, some terms apply to women more often than men and vice versa. Yet fanfiction isn’t intended to be a perfect or even vaguely accurate reflection of human life—no fiction can accurately portray everything, language limits it, and not every life experience is universal.

Fanfic is the epitome of “write what you want, how you want, when you want” and that’s a hill I’m willing to die on. Badfic exists, but leave it be. If a writer wants to improve, let them; if not, let them do that too. If you’re tired of waiting for fanfic to improve, add to the solution instead of decrying the problem and write some yourself.

TL;DR—bull, people who say that are bad at reading, it’s probably a gender thing, and since when does fanfic have rules?

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[softrenjunnie]

Me thinking what should I ask: an anon reading my mind and asking it before me :O

Hi hi hiiiii bby! I'll ask for a ship with NCT 127 and Seventeen! (Of it's too much nct 127 is fine sweets~) oh okokok so i can write a lot, let's do this 😎😎😎😎😚

Personality traits: positivE, a bit stubborn and competitive, a closeted cheesy gurl hahahah (I'm not thaaaat open into pda or expressing verbally my feelings buuuut acts of service are my way of showing love- i give bear hugs <3) I'm constantly moving i need to be actiVEEEEE: I'll help with the cooking, workout, traveL, cleaning while dancinG, etc. Of course the quarantine makes me look just videos of travelling ffs HAAHAHA but it's ok, let's learn salsa! I always try to push myself out of my comfort zone! I mean i randomly blush sometimes so i did theater to blush more :o HAHAHAHA I'm afraid of heights likE really afraid~ i did zip line :D i passed out a bit and probably peed myself mwah~ but I did it! how satisfying <3 i love listening to music that can be dance-able and to happy singing! I am an animal lover~ i love meeting people who i can learn from no matter their age or nothing, just their mind <3 (that sound so airy I'm gonna scream hahaahha)

Age: I'm Charlie, 23 years~ I'm 5'1 almost 5'2 but come on, i give cozy hugs lmao 💅

Hobbies: long walks/trekking, travel, learning new stuff (languages, astrology, history, baking recipes, new workouts, errthaaang), basically i don't like routine so if I'm chopping onions everyday I'll look for a way to another form of chopping them hahaha <3

Zodiac stuff: Aquarius ♒ <3 Sag moon, gem rising~ Basically air Dominant with a lot of earth and fire, no water~ if you want my whole natal chart DM me! :D

MBTI: I'm an ENFP-A! And reading about it, it's pretty accurate~ i have my serious moments too of course, if someone needs me or needs a wise advice I'll be there!

What i look for in a bae: someone i can talk about everything! Deep topics (history, politics, humanitarian stuff), random talking if pineapple should be in pizza or why dogs are so cute! also someone i can do new stuff with! Learn from each other and be crazy together? YeeeS! Someone i can look at their eyes and giggle because we don't need to talk to understand each other? Yeah, that kind! So someone who speaks up their mind and can be theirselves around me because we accept each other weirdness in this house <3

Favorite stuff in the world: little details, sarcastic, weird sense of humor; dogs, long walks + good conversations , citric fruits, crunchy desserts not that sugary lol, sunset,clear sky, rain too, nature and mountains, debates, games, ice cream any moment of the daaY any time of the year, going to bed after a hectic day lmao <3

I'm not sure if I'm missing something! (If I'm missing something tho, DM me!! <3) Hope this is enough hahaha thank you 🥰! Mwah~

im so so so so sorry that this is late, i have had a lot to deal with irl so this blog has kinda come in 2nd prio.... but thank you for including so much info !!! makes it much easier for me to write this :)

in nct i ship you with... 

the member with the best hair (🙈), jungwoo !!

he’s an infj, meaning that you and him would be an amazing match!! as you’re both intuition feeling-types, you’re both warm and enthusiastic. you both have your ideas & the possibilities in life in focus, and this is something that would bring you two closer to each other. your types are types with an idealistic nature and you’re likely to agree on most big and important things, even if there of course can be small disagreements between you two on small matters. you’d often help each other, and i feel like conflicts wouldn’t be common as you both would try to see everything from the other person’s side. you’re both likely to approach any problems you have with an understanding and caring approach, and even if you two wouldn’t agree on everything you’d just agree to disagree and try to move forward. 

neither of you like dull or mundane days, so it would be common for you two to do stuff every day, and especially spontaneous things i think! i feel like jungwoo would be the type to wake up in the morning and just go “okay. mountain-climbing. let’s go”, and you’d just agree bc it’s him lmao. and even if neither of you really enjoy the actual activities, you’d enjoy just spending time together!!

since both of your venus signs are capricorns, you will find that you have great respect for each other, aswell as similar goals and needs when it comes to love. he also loves to talk, and (i feel like) esp about more random stuff like pineapple on pizza (you better agree with him when he says he doesn’t like it heh) and why he loves dogs. and he would be very relaxed with you and could go crazy with you (in a good way)!! would feel relaxed around you bc he knows you wont judge him, and he’s very happy that he can just be himself around you. and you bet there would be many nights filled with laughter, games and random ice cream breaks!!

extra: imagine going to a zoo with jungwoo !!! idk just walking around, looking at the different animals, pointing at an ugly monkey and telling jungwoo that it looks like him, getting drinks, jungwoo pointing at a horse saying it looks like you as revenge, buying souvenirs as memories forever, aka just having a rlly good time !!!!!

in seventeen, i ship you with...

the world’s biggest cutie, minghao!!

as he too is an infj, you would fit well together! he might sometimes struggle to keep up with your energy level, but since both of your types enjoy helping and trying to understand others, neither of you would have any issues adapting to each other. as with jungwoo, you wouldn’t fight a lot, and if you really disagree on something, you’re very likely to just accept that your opinions differ and then go on with it, instead of make it a big deal. you might have some differences in how organized you feel like you need to be, both because your types are often different in that way and because minghao likes when things are tidy, but that’s nothing that the two of you can’t handle. he would like how no day would be the exact same with you; it would be spontaneous and fun. he would need a tad bit of structure as an infj but not a lot to the extent that it gets hard to deal with. he maybe wouldn’t be the one to initiate spontaneous stuff, but would enjoy you dragging him along on it!!

as a scorpio sun, he is likely to be good at solving problems that come to him, as he’s very understanding of himself and how he affects others. but if he were to face an issue he feels like he can’t solve, it is common for scorpios to become vulnerable and feel helpless - which is where he would need you to bring him up again and to make him see the positive sides of everything. his venus is in capricorn, which means that he is likely to think of the end goal when it comes to relationships; if the end result is good, then the way there will be worth it no matter the difficulties he may meet on the way.

minghao feels like someone who enjoys traveling and seeing new places, so he’d love to go on trips with you! and he too likes someone who enjoys learning, so you two would not only be able to learn new stuff together, but also learn from each other. he would enjoy that you’re so helpful and he would really appreciate your advice, and he would do his best to help you too through his wiseness and calm and the fact that he’s good at analyzing situations.

he would loooove to talk to you, both about random stuff and about deep stuff. he seems like someone who enjoys a good debate, and he would love being able to say what he really things and just have a real, good discussion with you, without having to be scared that you’ll judge him. he would be both really amazed and proud of you for challenging your fear when you went zip-lining, and he would admire your courage!! 

aND i know i’ve written a lot already but oH MY GOD HE IS TOTALLY THE TYPE TO JUST GIGGLE BY JUST LOOKING AT YOU BC YOU GUYS KNOW EACH OTHER THAT WELL AAAA IT FITS SO WELL WITH HIM !!! IT WOULD BE SO CUTE !!!!!!!!

extra: imagine your regular every-day life with minghao!! like i can see you two like having a cute lil breakfast together, talking about just regular stuff with the smiles never leaving your lips, and then its time to do the dishes so you turn on some music and just enjoy the time and after a while it turns into a dance battle instead sdjfkhfkdsdfgd

[sweetwritertanya]

Sing With You (Part 3)

Summary: You and Jungkook become entangled on a moment of passion after you decide to surprise him.

Warnings: SMUT! Like, almost all of it is smut. Be aware of: erotic body touching, somewhat fingering (but not really?), unprotected sex (be smart IRL), doggy style.

REQUESTED: YES! Two sweeties requested a smutty third part for my Sing With You series, so here it is! Hope you all enjoy it!

Word Count: 1848

“So you didn’t go with them?” you asked through the phone, a smile tugging at your lips, completely out of your control.

“No… They said I was sulking, but I’m not. I just miss you so much, I wanted to talk to you” you hear him whine while you press the number on the elevator. His hyungs were probably just teasing him with hopes he would cheer up, but he was too down to see it. You sighed.

“Baby, you should have gone with them. Celebrating after a concert is always so fun” you tell him, stepping out and walking down the deserted hallway.

“Nothing is fun when I’m missing you.” You could almost see his pout through the phone and you bit down your lip, trying to suppress a chuckle.

“Well, if I’m being completely honest, I’m kind of glad you didn’t go” you confess, stopping at the correct door.

“Why is that?” he asks, confused.

“You’ll see.”

A knock on his door makes Jungkook stand up from his chair, phone still on his hear, and go look through the peep hole. He gasps at what he sees.

Throwing the door wide open, you giggle at the wide brown eyes, open-mouthed man in front of you, phone still pressed against his hear, hair still slightly moist from the shower. He looked you up and down, taking in your figure as if finding it unbelievable you were actually there.

“Surprise!” you say, hanging up your phone.

“What… How…” he didn’t seem to be able to pick a question. He lowered his phone, but was still standing in your way, not moving from the doorframe.

“I’m the mystery guest for my friend’s concert tomorrow! You know, she’s-” but you couldn’t finish your sentence.

Yelping at the sudden pull, Jungkook grabbed you by your waist and crashed you into his chest, closing the door as he spanned you around in the hotel room. You hang on to his shoulders, nuzzling at his neck as you laughed.

Without giving you too much room to catch your breath, Jungkook puts you down just so he can lean back and kiss you, his soft lips puckering your own and growing needier and hungrier by the second. You smile into the kiss and grab the nape of his neck with one hand to keep your lips locked, showing him how much you missed him too.

Forcing your lips open, he deepened the kiss, invoking a tremble up your back as you sighed. Mouths working together, feeling and tasting one another, your feet were forced to move back until you reached the inside of the room, the back of your legs hitting the soft bed in the middle.

“Kook…” you whispered when you were forced to sit down on the bed, no longer having the strengths to stand up.

Jungkook’s lips moved from yours to the side of your neck, much to your pleasure. He was kneeled on the bed beside you, one hand moving up and down your back, the other brushing the skin of your arm that he was disclosing of your jacket.

“I missed you so much, Y/N” he murmurs against your hot skin. “So much. Still can’t believe you’re here.”

“I’m here” you assure him, one hand moving to grab the hair on his head as his lips move further down to your collarbones.

“Stay the night?” he asks, one hand already under your shirt, cold fingers bringing goosebumps on your skin. Like you could ever say no to him, when he asked so nicely.

“Of course” you smiled at him.

He kissed you again, deeply, interrupting the movement of his mouth only to take your shirt off your body. Licking his lips, he proceeded to nib and suck at every inch of skin he could, eliciting embarrassing noises from your throat that you just couldn’t control. Hands roaming up and down your back and sides, one eventually moved to your covered breast as the other tried to open the hooks on your back.  

You felt an uncomfortable heat inside you, one that his touch only fueled further but that only his touch could extinguish as well. It was a contradiction that frustrated you to no end, especially when he took his time to tease you, like he was doing now.

The bra now gone, he was kneading at your breasts and enjoying the feel of them on his hands, scrubbing his thumbs over the hardening nipples but never really rubbing them or taking them in his mouth. The tension on the pit of your stomach was only aggravating and you squirmed underneath him.

“Jungkook, please!” you plead with him.

Thankfully, even though you knew he loved teasing you, he could never master to refuse any of your wishes. He was quite the compliant man, probably because he was just as eager as you were to further things.

Finally taking one of your nipples into his mouth, he sucked and flicked his tongue on it just enough to have you moan from the pleasure, relieving but unsatisfactory at the same time. Your own hands were gripping at his sweater, bringing it up his body. He helped you remove it from him as he treated your other breast the same. Running your hands up and down his back, squeezing his shoulders and the muscles of his arms, you relished in the feeling of him trembling above you.

His hands immediately moved to his belt, that he took off as well as his trousers, leaving him only in his underwear. Flushed and breathing heavily, your lifted your hips so he could do the same to you. Showing no hesitation, not only did he took off your jeans, he also took of your panties on the same go. You gasped at the cold air contrasting with your burning center.

“God, baby…” he growled, looking at your naked form. “Can… can your get on your knees for me, baby?”

You smiled up at him, still finding it adorable that he blushed whenever he had some kind of request like this. You sat up and pulled him down so you could kiss his lips lovingly.

“Anything for you” you told him.

Hands and knees on the soft white sheets of the hotel bed, you looked back to see his admiring expression, hands moving the expand of your back and down to your butt, that he squeezed slightly, before his fingers slid between your folds to your aching center.

“So wet…” You saw something twitch inside his boxers as he moved down to kiss your back.

“Please, Jungkook” you whimper, gripping the sheets. You were so ready for him.

Breath itching in his throat, he took off his last item of clothing and, excruciatingly slow, rubbed his length against your sensitive core. You bit your lips, but the moans were still escaping you. Your insides were burning up and you just couldn’t take it anymore. You pressed your hips against him, hoping he would get the idea. He did.

There was almost no resistance as he finally drove himself into your warmth, a sigh of relief leaving your parted lips at the sensation of him stretching and filling you up. His hands were wondering your exposed back and sides as he stood still, letting you adjust properly.

“So, so good… Y/N, baby, you’re so good…” he kept whispering between caresses, making you feel so incredibly loved and cared for.

Wiggling your hips a bit, he hissed before he started moving. Pulling slowly out only to slam back in, he dig his hands on your hips to keep him steady as he kept the fast pace. The sound of skin slapping skin, the feeling of him rubbing your inner walls with each thrust, the tip hitting a deep spot in you that had your nerves catch on fire, you were closer and closer to the edge each time.

You knew he was too, his breathing becoming labored, the whimpers escaping him, the way his hands were now sliding up and down your skin, feeling the most of you that he could.

“Y/N, baby! Ah, I can’t… You need!” He couldn’t form a coherent sentence, but neither could you really. Your whole face was burning up and your brain was completely numb, all you were capable of doing was hold yourself up and let out lewd sounds from the back of your throat.

Needing you to reach your end, Jungkook’s hand moved across your stomach only to reach in between your legs, rubbing just above where your bodies were already connecting, the little bud that was throbbing as much as his shaft inside you was.

The added pleasure from his hand on your bundle of nerves was enough to make your scream and fall over the edge, something inside you shattering and your walls clenching vividly around him, enticing his own climax from how tight you became.

Your arms gave out and you fell into the pillows, the gripping strength of his hands on your hips as he paralyzed behind you, reaching his own end as fluids mixed inside, the only reason for your legs not to collapse as well. But when he slipped out of you, his body falling beside you, you curled up on your side to watch him. Sweaty skin, blushed cheeks and pleasure-filled eyes, he never looked more handsome to you.

“Thank you for coming” he whispered.

You hit his arm, hiding your face behind your hands at the double meaning of his words.

“Jungkook!” you admonished him.

He chuckled and pulled your body close to him, bringing the sheets up to cover both of you.

“I meant for coming here, to meet me. You have such a dirty mind!” he teased, one hand coming up to cover your blushing cheek.

“I do not. You’re the one that doesn’t seem to make a phrase that can’t be misunderstood” you told him, inching closer to him and nuzzling your face up to his chest.

“Yeah, it seems to happen a lot when I’m with you” he admitted.

“Well… fortunately for you, I find it adorable” you told him, smiling against his skin.

“Ugh…! Not adorable. Say handsome instead” he proposed.

“That too, but I maintain the adorable” you chuckled.

“Fine. You’re lucky I love you so much” he hid his face on your hair before you could look up at him to see his expression.

“Can’t disagree with that. Still feels unbelievable to me, sometimes. I had a crush on your for so long, I worry this is all some kind of dream” you confess.

“It’s not. I love you” he kissed your head.

“Love you too, Jungkook” you reciprocated. Then you pulled your head back so you could look at him as an idea popped up in your mind. “Wanna come with me tomorrow? To the concert? You guys only leave the day after, right?”

He smiled warmly at you, a sparkle on his big chocolate eyes.

“Only if I get to sing with you on stage” he said.

“Deal” you kissed his smiling lips.

[illstaywithstray]

High Tier

↳  pairing: Stray Kids Felix x Reader| fluff, angst

↳  au: idol!felix. reader

↳  warnings: cursing, verbal and physical harassment 

↳  word count: 2.7k

⁙  summary: The boy of your dreams, Felix Lee, happens to be a Korean idol who asks you to a high-class rendezvous with his company. You didn’t expect to meet the son of a CEO at the party. And Felix shows his true colors when he realizes that the CEO’s son is your ex.

⁛  A/N: Ahh, this one took a bit longer to complete, especially with school going on right now, but I hope you enjoy it! I’ve been wanting to write for Felix for a while (and Ateez because I love them more than life itself). (Also the creepy older man isn’t based on anyone in the kpop industry, it’s just someone similar to a person I know irl)

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Friday night was becoming anything but ordinary. A couple of weeks ago, Felix Lee had asked you to a party that his employer, Jinyoung Park or JYP, was throwing for a group of companies.

“Girl, close your mouth and say yes,” your best friend had practically screamed into your ear. “Yeah- yes, I’d love to, Felix.” And the smile that spread across his face had sent butterflies flying in your stomach. You had just finished straightening the ends of your hair when y/f/n burst out of the closet with a dress in hand. She glanced at your bare face, devoid of makeup and threw the dress on the bed, motioning you to sit down. “I’m doing your makeup. Also, wear that dress.” “Uh, I don’t think so. It’s tight around the middle.” “And what about it? At least it’s long,” she remarked while dusting your cheekbones with powder. You groaned loudly, and then shut up after seeing her blank expression. Y/f/n would beat your ass in a heartbeat. After she had finished, you glanced at your reflection while shimmying into the dress. The black satin was cut at the bottom, exposing leg. You shifted, slightly uncomfortable. Y/f/n gasped in wonderment, giggling to herself and clapping her hands together. “Y/n, you look like a model. Wow, I’m incredible.” She hugged you, twirling you around. Your laugh echoed through the room, almost muting the series of loud knocks that came from downstairs. Y/f/n yelled to her older brother, her shrieks bouncing off the walls. “Miss y/f/n, I must answer the door, but what is the matter?” “Honestly, stop calling me that. But do you know who’s downstairs?” “It’s Felix. Also y/n, you look wow, you look like an actual girl.” “This is why you don’t get women.” “Okay. Wait here until I open the door and come downstairs, like in the movies.” You nodded at y/f/n and waved bye to her brother, whose mouth was still hanging open. She ran down the marble stairs to the entrance, motioning for you to hide. “By the way, I get tons of women,” Mingi whispered to you. You shrieked, turning around, only to directly face him. He made a face at you, quickly shushing you. “Dude, you’re about to ruin the surprise for Lee Felix.” “Mingi, I swear to god,-” you glanced at y/f/n, who was opening the door, “I’ll deal with you later.” “Alright. I guess I’ll just see you at the party.” His footsteps grew quieter as he went into his room. You registered his words a second too late. Of course, he was coming. “Y/n, are you ready?” y/f/n called out. “Yeah, I’m coming down,” you yelled back. You adjusted your dress and stepped down onto the staircase, making direct eye contact with Felix, whose eyes became saucers. You felt yourself blush as a slow, astonished smile spread across his face. You walked towards him, now at the base of the stairs. He held up a bouquet of jasmine flowers, fragrant and tied with a delicate pink ribbon. Y/f/n grabbed it and smiled at you, shoving you out the door. “Have fun, I’ll take care of the flowers for you. Call me if you need me.” She waved at you and then smiled and nodded at Felix, who held his hand out to you. “Bye y/f/n,” you called out over your shoulder, before stepping into the back of a limousine. Felix closed the door and then climbed in on the other side. He kept glancing over at you in the car, instilling a feeling of nervousness in you. You turned your head to look at him and saw his expression shift to something extremely unreadable. “So, are the rest of the guys there yet?” “I’m-,” he laughed nervously, “I’m not actually sure.” His low voice seemed to be rising by the second. You laughed despite yourself and saw a slow blush appear above his freckles. “Felix, calm down, it’s just me. Speaking of which, why didn’t you just ask Changbin to this thing?” He shook his head, laughing, and then sat back. “Well, I was going to ask him, but I kept thinking about this one girl. She’s incredible, by the way. Smart, funny, absolutely gorgeous-” he trailed off, staring at you. “Why didn’t you just ask her then?” you said, not catching on. A flicker of jealousy crossed your features. “Well, I guess she isn’t as smart as I thought,” he said, smirking, waiting for you to catch on. When he saw your blank face, he sighed, “It’s you, stupid.” You flushed again and then turned the other way, watching the streetlights pass by. “When did Felix Lee become so slick?” “Honey, I was always slick. This is just the first time you’ve noticed.” “Well, I got asked by this guy. To the same party that we’re headed to. He’s kind of lame though. He always dances to Fortnite music in public, and sometimes he sounds like a mosquito.” “Wow, he sounds like a loser.” The corners of your mouth lifted. “He’s actually amazing.” His eyes flicked down to your lips as he brought your face closer to his. “You should’ve said yes to him then.” You closed your eyes in anticipation, whispering, “I did.” The driver opened the partition, “Sorry to interrupt sir, we’re here.” You flew away from Felix, blushing. He coughed and then nodded at the driver, who closed the partition. “We’ll try again later, but for now, welcome to the party.” A man opened the door, helping you out of the car. You carefully stepped onto the pavement, with Felix right behind you. He held his arm out, and you took it as he led you up the stairs into the mansion. The doors were clad with security, and you glanced at them before entering.

“Biggest party of the year means unwanted attention. They’re keeping the press out,” Felix whispered into your ear. You nodded at him and continued walking into the mansion. Bright chandeliers illuminated a lavish foyer. A castle-like staircase with an ornate railing and wide marble steps spiraled upwards near the left side of the room. Felix continued into the next room, which was full of people mingling and laughing. He tapped the shoulder of a tall red-faced man, who turned and yelled exuberantly.

“Felix, you finally came,” he said, quite loudly.

“Ah, JYP PDnim, yes, we just arrived.”

“We?” he turned to look at you and then nodded in understanding, switching over to English, “Oh, hello, please enjoy the party.”

“Thank you for letting me come,” you said back, laughing nervously.

“Wow, Felix never told us that his girlfriend was this beautiful,” a man beside JYP said. The men standing around him laughed good-naturedly. You glanced up at him and forced a smile, giggling uncomfortably. His skin was flawless, but you could tell that he was significantly older than you. Felix could sense that you wanted to leave the group, so he bowed and explained that he wanted to find Chan, to which JYP nodded and waved him off.

“Like I don’t know she’s beautiful,” he muttered under his breath while he led you away, grasping your hand tightly. Your face heated up as he slowed to a stop.

“Felix, we’ve been waiting for you for over an hour. Hyunjin’s nowhere to be found and Chan passed out from exhaustion. I carried him to a bedroom and tucked him in because we all know I have a heart of gold. But dude, I don’t know if I can handle Jeongin anymore. Seungmin ditched me to dance with Daehwi, which totally didn’t hurt my feelings but whatever. Woojin and Minho are trying to calm Jeongin down right now,” Jisung’s eyes reflected horror.

“Jisung,” Felix said, grasping his shoulders, “where is Changbin?”

You glanced at Jisung, who looked at you and mirrored your blank expression. “He’s looking for Hyunjin, or at least that’s what I think.”

“He’ll survive Felix. Knowing him and Hyunjin, I’d say they wouldn’t want to be disturbed right now.”

Felix looked at you with the most deadpan face you’d ever seen in your life.

“Okay, go look for him with Jisung. I’ll try to find Jeongin or something.”

Felix nodded, grabbing Jisung’s arm and running out of the room. Jisung looked back at you and waved. I think I’m sharing Felix with Changbin. You shook your head and laughed, and then walked further into the hall, trying to find someone you knew. It occurred to you that Jeongin was probably where the food was since he usually got hyper after eating, but you decided to check on Chan first. Then you’d try to find Mingi and hit up the food with the rest of his members. Plan in mind, you returned to the foyer and went up the stairs. After getting lost ten times, you returned to the stairs and tried a different hallway. A doorway at the end of the hall was illuminated, and you turned the handle carefully, before glancing in. You weren’t about to barge in on anything you didn’t need to see. Luckily, a sleeping Chan was on the floor next to a bed. This idiot fell off the bed. He’s lucky he’s cute. You sighed, reaching down and carrying him onto the bed. The sudden movement caused him to wake up and reflexively punch you in the face. You dropped him instantly, avoiding his hand. He screamed, loudly, and then peeked up at you, turning a bright shade of red. 

“I just-,”

“Yeah.”

“And you saw the whole thing.”

“Yeah.” You giggled, covering your mouth hastily. His face turned redder as he looked away.

“You did not see anything.”

“Hmm, I think I actually did? It started when I came in and-,” he groaned loudly, cutting you off.

“Okay. What do you want?”

“World domination.”

“Okay. What do you want that I can get you?”

“Eunwoo’s number. The one in ASTRO”

“Fine. I’ll try asking JYP to get me in with some world leaders.” You laughed in response, holding out a hand for him. Chan had been one of the first people you had met during an event with his company. He had introduced you to a bunch of idols and always talked about you. He was pretty much the perfect friend, but everyone at his company assumed he was dating you, especially since he was always holding your hand and you were always bringing him food. And the fact that he would always call you to say goodnight, and you would always go to the studio at 2 am with ice cream because he was sacrificing his sleep schedule yet again for work, and that you facetimed him until the early hours of the morning, and that he was always buying you stuffed animals. Felix thought this too (before he had eavesdropped on you explaining to Woojin that no, you were not dating Chan because you had an undeniably massive crush on damn Lee Felix.) 

“Thanks,” he said, taking your hand and lifting himself up.

“You look great, by the way. Like an actual girl. Who would’ve thought that y/n could clean up so well, I’m shocked I tell you, absolutel-,” you punched him in the arm and he whimpered. You were glancing around the room and saw a balcony.

“By the way, where are the other guys?”

You looked back at him. “Uh, Seungmin’s dancing, Jeongin’s going crazy, Woojin’s with Minho, Hyunjin and Changbin are bromancing, you’re sleeping, and Felix and Jisung went to get Hyunjin and Changbin. Can we check out the balcony?”

“Yeah, sure. We gotta go calm Jeongin down after.”

“Deal.”

“Actually, meet me near the backdoor in five minutes, and I’ll show you something cool.”

“Alright. I’ll make this bed and catch up.” You waved at him, and he exited the room. It took a couple of minutes to actually fix the bed, but it didn’t look as good as it could have. You struggled with it for a few more minutes, but gave up and left the bedroom. Walking back to the stairs, you could have sworn someone was following you, but no one was behind you. You turned back around again, feeling increasingly nervous. Heart pounding, you made it to the top of the stairs.

“Y/n, is it not?” You whirled around at the sound of a voice. A man was sitting on a sofa, leafing through a magazine. It was the guy who had been standing near JYP earlier. Was he the one following me? You couldn’t move or respond, startled to the core.

He blinked a few times, and then put his magazine down and uncrossed his legs, standing up. “Sorry to have startled you. I’m Mr. Park, maybe you know me from that one movie?” You shook your head, still feeling restless. “Oh, well, I wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh, of course, Mr. Park.”

“You know, y/n, for a foreigner, you’re very pretty.”

You had to get out of this conversation. The fact that no one was coming upstairs was scaring you, and being alone with him was creating a tight feeling in your chest. “Thank you, Mr. Park.”

He smiled, nodding. “Actually, I was wondering whether-,” you cut him off. “Um, sorry, could I talk to you later? I’m supposed to catch up with someone.”

You saw irritation cross over his face, but he said nothing as you left him with a quiet sorry and began down the stairs. However, when you got to the bend, you felt his hand close around your shoulder. You looked back at him, and his face was devoid of the smile he had shown you only a few minutes earlier.

“I don’t think you’re in a position to deny me what I want, y/n.”

“What?” You shoved his hand off, but he grabbed your wrists instead.

“Sluts don’t get to decide for themselves.”

“Excuse me?”

“You came in here with an improper dress, and slept with an idol.”

“Slept with an idol? I fucking beg your pardon?”

“I saw Bang Chan coming out of the room you went into.”

“What the hell, I was taking care of my friend.”

“Filthy whore, stop lying to me-,” he was losing his patience, trying to drag you back upstairs. 

“What the hell are you doing? Get your fucking hands off of her.” You turned in the direction of the voice, seeing Mingi at the base of the stairs. He ran up towards you and pulled the man’s hands off your wrists. 

“Dude, what the hell do you think you were doing?” 

“Mingi, it’s fine. Let’s go.” You took his hand, pleading with him. He looked down at you and sighed heavily. 

“Fine,” but he turned his head and grimaced at the man before following you down. “It’s men like that who end up in hell. Fucking scum of the earth.”

“Shut up, he can hear you,” you hissed in desperation.

“That’s the point. I swear y/n, why does shit like this always happen? You need to take care of yourself. Loser.” He threw the last bit in and you glared at him. 

“Well, I’m sorry. But god, that was pretty... scary.” He glanced over at you when you said the last part, falling quiet. Then he took off his jacket and threw it at you. You shrieked, trying to save your makeup by shielding your face. 

“Wear this. It’s cold. And go find Felix, why’d he even leave you alone? Is he with Changbin or something?”

You slipped the jacket around your shoulders and sighed, “Does everyone know about it?”

His laugh echoed in the foyer, “Nah, but Wooyoung told me that he and Changbin were talking about how Felix might actually like him more than he likes you.”

“God, Changbin’s always trying to make me jealous, isn’t he?”

“Of course, we love him for that. Now, can we please go get something to eat?”

“What, were you looking for me?”

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.” He grinned widely, earning an eye roll from you.

“I mean, I’m glad you came. Now let’s go to the food. Where’s it at?” You started walking into the main hall, not seeing the rosy color rising on Mingi’s face. He exhaled, following you. 

“Y/n, where the hell were you?” Chan jumped onto you out of nowhere, clinging to your side. You screamed, extremely startled, and fell backward onto Mingi, who flailed for a second and then toppled over. 

“Why are you all on the floor?” Wooyoung and the guys appeared in a circle around the three of you. 

“Why are you with Stray Kids is the real question we should be asking.” Yeosang and the rest of Ateez was standing next to Wooyoung. 

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Thirty: Something Witnessed ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata ] [ SasuHina, gun ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

She should have listened to that gut instinct this morning that said to stay home. But staying home doesn’t get her errands run, as much as she hates to admit it. Days off can’t be spent completely idle. There’s groceries to get, bills to pay, mail to pick up, and that’s just what’s out and about. Then there’s laundry, dishes, cleaning, lunch prep for work tomorrow...no time to lay about!

So, after a (slightly late) breakfast, Hinata changes into something suitable for the weather (sweater dress, coat, leggings, and boots), and takes a bus downtown. Choosing to stand, one hand holds a rail as the other scrolls idly through social media on her phone. Apparently there’s been a string of robberies in her city...not that it’s anything particularly new. Seems there’s always something going on. Still, they’ve mostly been on the other side of town, so she tries not to worry about it.

First stop is her post office box, standing in the lobby and checking it before she leaves. Spam, junk, ads...all get tossed into a waste bin before she stuffs the necessary things into her purse. More bills...there’s always more bills.

Speaking of, she heads into the other side of the post office and gets a few stamps: they’re all she needs before she can mail in said bills. Pouting at them, Hinata slips them through the proper slot with a sigh. Maybe someday she’ll win the lottery.

Ha.

Last stop, groceries...her least favorite thing to do. Not having a car really stinks...no trunk or back seat to stow them in. No, instead she has to juggle public transportation costs, and not ending up with too much to carry in one trip. Leaving the bus stop behind, she replies to a text from Ino when a commotion up ahead catches her attention.

Someone lurches out of a store, staggering into a small crowd of people. As they do, an alarm sounds from inside - wait, is that a robbery?!

For a moment she just stares in horror, never having seen anything like this before. Not in person, anyway! But as her grip steadies on her phone, she thinks: phone! Video! Fingers scramble against the touch screen, managing to turn on the camera and get it to focus.

By now, everyone else has scattered. A van pulls up to the curb with a screech, and two more people leave the store behind. From what she can see, it’s some fancy tech one. Even something small they’d grab would likely be worth a few hundred bucks. Glancing between her phone and the scene with her own eyes, she manages to stick herself behind a concrete set of stairs, peeking out and still filming.

“C’mon, c’mon! The cops’ll be here any minute, y’moron!”

A final person - she can’t even tell what they are, all dressed in dark baggy clothes with ski masks pulled down over their faces - manages to flee outside as an employee gives chase. They leap into the back of the van as one already inside pulls a pistol and fires a few shots. Glass shatters and people scream, the employee among them as one shot grazes his upper arm. Tires squeal, smoking as they make to pull away.

Hinata just manages to zoom in and get the license plate ID before they lurch back into traffic.

As they do, civilians swarm back to the scene, police sirens approaching from a distance. Stopping her video, Hinata finds herself panting, having released a held breath.

...holy crap!

Staggering out of her hiding place, Hinata can’t help but join the crowds out of some kind of herd instinct, trying to see the damage. The shop window is shattered, a few bullet holes in the door. A woman already kneels beside the injured man, telling him to calm - she’s a nurse. Supplies are fished out of a bag as the cops finally arrive. Two cars, each spilling out two officers.

“All right, all right! Everyone back up - we need to clear the scene and get some evidence!” Quickly they work to set up a perimeter around the store front, including the road where the van had been parked. Tire tracks are a bit smudged, but might help.

Clinging to her phone, Hinata follows as the crowds are pushed back behind the line. She tries to pipe up - she got the whole thing on video! - but no one seems to be listening! Over and over she attempts to push her way to the front, only to be lost due to her lack of height and forward nature. So, she gives up and starts going around the perimeter.

Along the curb, a cop is taking photographs of the tire marks. No one cares about that when there’s a nurse tending a wounded man, so he’s mostly left unmolested. He only glances up when she quietly offers an, “E-excuse me…?”

“Yeah?”

She holds up her phone from behind the tape. “I - I was there when, um...when the robbery happened! I took a video with my phone. D-do you think it would help? I got the license plate number, and -”

Immediately looking interested, he approaches the tape, ducking under and stepping up beside her. “Show me.”

A bit flustered as he leans against her to look, Hinata manages to start the playback. The first few seconds are rather shaky, and then again when she moves behind the stairs. The second two robbers emerge, their faces too small and obscured to be of any use. But then, as the last person exits and the shots ring out (she flinched a bit, the footage blurred), there’s a zoom at the back of the car.

“Here, pause on that.”

She does as asked, and he starts jotting down notes: the plate ID, the car model, and a few distinguishing marks, including a dent along the left side.

“Does...does that help?”

“Yes ma’am - would you mind sending that to my phone? It’s best I have a copy in case we need to analyze it further.”

“O-of course!” Doing as much as he pulls out his own device to share contact details, she dares to ask, “Are...are these the same people that have been in the news?”

“We can’t know for sure yet, but the MO matches, as does the number of witnessed fugitives. For now, there’s not a lot I can officially say. Doesn’t help I’m a bit low on the proverbial totem pole. But your footage will be a great help, ma’am.”

Hinata flushes pink. “Oh, please don’t call me ma’am - there’s no need! I’m Hinata. Hinata Hyūga.”

“Sasuke Uchiha,” he replies, giving her a small smile. Dark eyes glance to the crowd, and he can’t help a scowl. “A lot of use filming the aftermath will do besides get hits online. As glad as I am for phones, like in your case...a lot of it’s pretty sensationalized.”

“Y-yeah...well, I hope you can catch those people. Is the employee going to be okay…?”

“He should be - the bullet just nicked him. The casings should help us ID the culprits, too. It was dangerous for him to go after them, but...admittedly, they wouldn’t have shot if he didn’t. Thankfully that nurse was in the crowd. He’s pretty much patched up now, but procedure means we have to have him taken to the hospital and get a statement, as with any firearm crime. But he’ll be fine.”

Dark brows wilt worriedly, seeing him stand and bashfully thank the nurse, who waves away the praise. “Well...that’s good.”

With the video successfully downloaded, Sasuke puts his phone back in his pocket. “Thank you. Do you mind giving a statement, too?”

“Certainly! If it will help.”

“It will. And we might have to call you about some follow up questions.”

“That’s all right. Though...I might be at work.”

“We can always schedule a follow up for a better time. I’ve got your contact details in my phone, so I’ll get ahold of you if we need to get anything else from you.”

“Oh! O-okay!”

The interview he gives her is pretty brief, and seems rather standard. Hinata answers as best she’s able - it all happened so fast, and most of what happened was better remembered by her phone than by her brain.

“Okay, awesome - I’ll let you know if and when we need to talk to you again. Knowing how things go, you’ll probably be hearing from me. Seems like I do all the legwork around here.”

Hinata can’t help a soft giggle. “Well, you’re doing a very good job! At least, a-as far as I can tell. You’re very...professional!”

That earns a smile and a short snort. “Well, I try to be...got a family tradition to uphold and all. But even that means still going through the rookie stages.” Tucking away his notes from her statement, he gives her another grin. “Now, try to stay out of any more trouble today, miss Hyūga. I’d hate to have to run into you twice...at least, in regards to crime.”

She laughs...and then...pauses. Did...did he just -?

“I’ll contact you about the footage once we’ve had a chance to go over it. Stay safe until then.”

“I...I will.” A little off-kilter, Hinata lingers for a moment before...going on her way to her next errand. The excitement’s over, after all. And she still has groceries to get.

Nibbling her lip with her teeth, she gives her phone a glance, quickly tapping through to her contacts page. Yes, he went ahead and added himself into her phone, too. Well...at least she’ll know when he’s calling.

...and Hinata can’t help but think she won’t mind when he does.

     Aaand another late night, but I had a pretty long day irl - forgive me!      This was a fun prompt! Took a little brainstorming with a friend, but the end result turned out pretty good, I think! Poor Hinata - all she wants is to run some errands! But hey...she still got a cute guy's number. It still counts if he's a cop right? x3      Aaanyway, that'll do it for tonight! Thanks so much for reading!

[hookahazz]

Chronicles of a Black Girl Vol 2: It’s New York Baby |Harry Styles|

Warnings: Cursing, fluff (this was ji cute)

Word Count: 4.1k

A/N: Here’s part two, I finally finished. It’s so long. I took a different approach this time, this one was just like a story I had in my head and I wanted the reader to be black. I hope you guys enjoy it. I finished editing this at 2 in the morning so please, please, please give me feedback tell me how you feel about it (love it, hate it, like it, dislike it) if you see any spelling errors let me know. Also, I tried to write Harrys dialogue the way he actually talks IRL so for my advanced writers who do that tell me if I did it right, please. This volume will probably have little blurbs in the future. 

ASK BOX 

Harry’s lost, very fucking lost. He’s stuck somewhere in the middle of New York of all places, and of course, he hasn’t a clue as to where he is nor does he know how to get anywhere. It was spur of the moment and Harry nearly regrets saying yes to Niall crazy proposition. He had called him hours before their plane departed, asking if he wanted to go to New York and Harry really couldn't decline (he couldn’t find it in his heart to, not with Niall on the other end of the line crying because he wasn’t able to return the tickets nor was he able to get a refund on the hotel he booked for the romantic getaway he planned for his girlfriend who of course broke up with him over text just before).

“Bloody fuck,” he yelled on the corner of an unknown street.

Harry was alone now because his idiotic best mate hadn’t been paying attention and hopped on a train without him.

“I swore you were right behind me, mate!” Niall had professed over the phone.

“I wasn’t Niall! You were ways in front of me, damn it!”

“Okay, okay. Let’s just calm down alright? All you need to do is get on a train headed s-”

Of course, only Harrys phone would die while he’s stuck in the middle of nowhere in a city he’s never been in while he’s without a charger.

“No, no, no! Fucking hell!” he screamed, pulling at his curls. He plopped himself on a bench and hung his head on the verge of tears. Harry was not a cryer, but with the stress of not knowing where he was and this anger he had begun storing toward Niall and his bitchy ex-girlfriend, crying seemed like the only logical thing to do.

“Yo, what’s the matter whichu, kid? Why you spazzin’?“

Without even looking up, Harry let it all out without a moment's hesitation, in dire need of a source to vent to not caring who or what it was.

“Well for one, M’lost for christ sake. Don’t have a bloody fucking clue as to where I am! My phones dead, my best mate jumped on a train without me, M’fucking hungry and it’s s’bloody fucking cold out here! Why’s it s’fucking cold?!” he concluded, out of breath from his confession.

“You’s a funny one,” the girl, he had concluded immediately, giggled causing Harry to look up.

“I’m (Y/N), what’s your name curly Q?”

“M’Harry,” he grinned, now admiring just how beautiful she was.

(Y/N) had a dark, rich, creamy complexion that Harry couldn’t stop gawking at; it reminded him of expensive chocolate he had once tasted while visiting Ecuador (a high school trip he submitted his payment for at the minute because his mom had been pestering him about how he never does anything fun and that he’d regret it later). She had long, dark brown and blonde braids that fell past her back and stopped at her bum that Harry yearned to play  She also had the prettiest eyes Harry had ever seen, they were a chocolate brown that seemed to be glowing due to the streetlights they had sat under. And to Harry, even though she had only spoken only a couple of sentences to him and laughed at his series of unfortunate events, he thought her voice was like velvet (she had a thick New York accent he thought was just the cutest). He could listen to her talk all day and he’d never complain. Harry loved everything about this girl and he knew nothing of her. He just thought she was really, really, really fucking beautiful.

“Odd name for an odd kid but still cute,” she smiled.

“Hey... M’not a kid. M’a grown man,” he whined only making (Y/N) laugh.

“Yeah sure,” she waved him off with yet another smile (Harry had come to really adore it by now) before zipping her jacket up and putting her hood over her head.

“It’s brick out here,” she shivered.

“Brick? What are you going on about, love?” he questioned, tilting his head like a curious cat (Harry wasn’t one for using slang).

“Just means cold babe, na mean?”  

His heart warmed at the use of “babe”. He knew deep down she didn’t mean anything by it but god, he loved to hear the word roll off her tongue (it was rather pleasing to him).

“N-na mean? I don't f-”

“It’s finna rain, sweets,” she hummed looking up at the sky.

Harry groaned in frustration and annoyance (not at (Y/N) of course), mumbling some curse words under his breath and tugging at his hair trying to figure out what the hell he was going to do.

“Erm, are there any shelters, perhaps, nearby I can go to? J-just until I can figure out what to do?” He questioned nervously,

God, he was so embarrassed. Harry was sure, absolutely sure, that (Y/N) had thought he was the biggest loser in the world right now. If his face wasn’t so red and bitten by the cold, she could actually see how embarrassed he was.

Unfortunately for Harry, there were none within walking distance. By now, all of the local shops were closed and everyone was pretty much inside, sleeping by now, resting ready for whatever tomorrow holds. Now (Y/N) wasn’t heartless, she wasn’t just about to leave the curly haired boy out in the cold to freeze. In fact, she was probably one of the kindest girls New York had to offer but that doesn’t mean she couldn't “fuck a bitch up”, she would proclaim, if need be. She did feel bad for the cute boy though. He didn’t seem suspicious or dangerous in fact quite the opposite. She thought he looked rather cute, his nose and ears red from the cold, his curly hair poking from his bandana he had wrapped around his head. He resembled a real teddy bear in her eyes.

“You can stay at mines for tonight,” she blurted without a second thought.

Silence fell between them making her almost regret her offer.

“Only if you want, duh. Of course, you don’t have to Its just real cold out here and I just don’t feel comfortable leaving you out here alone all night, it’s mad dangerous at night.”

“Y-You sure, love? Really don’t want to impose. S’bad enough you're wasting your time sitting out in the cold with me,” he smiled, warming her heart.

“Oh, you’re buggin’ kid. It’s really no problem at all. Can’t have you freezing your balls off in the cold now can we, Harry?” She smirked. She quite liked the way his name rolled off her tongue. She liked his name too. (Y/N)’s never ever met a ‘Harry’ before.  

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“It’s kinda small but I’ll make it comfortable for you,” she mumbled, sticking and twisting the key into the lock, opening the door to her apartment.

Harry really adored (Y/N), he really did think she was quite lovely. He was so grateful for her; he’s never met someone so kind and trusting.

“Damn it. It’s brick in here too?! Fuck is going on with the heat?” she exclaimed rushing to the heater as soon as she managed to get the door open.

Harry just stood there, awkwardly at that, by the door, really unsure of what do. He didn’t want to be rude and just sit so formally. He just twirled a curl around his finger until she came back. He was extremely nervous and the last thing he wanted to do was seem like a weirdo or make her uncomfortable in any way. Harry thought he’d actually die from embarrassment if he did anything stupid in front of (Y/N).

“Hey, sit down get comfortable, relax, Harry. I’ll get you some warm clothes and I’ll wash your old ones,” she yelled from down the hall.

Harry sat down on her rather comfortable couch, he was almost excited to sleep on her couch. His body really is not meant to sleep on couches, it gives him a lot of back pains (Niall has had an earful of Harry's complaints in the past) but Harry didn’t care tonight, he had such a long day and he’s just grateful that he gets to sleep in a warm apartment rather than a cold park bench or some moldy motel.

“Here babe,” her smooth voice interrupted his thoughts.

“Thanks s’much, love. I really appreciate it,” Harry smiled, gently taking the plaid blue pants and a plain black T-shirt from her hands (they were decorated with two silver rings, one on her pinky and ring finger. Harry thought that was quite cute given that he also wore silver rings).

“Oh please, it’s not a big deal. I couldn't just leave you out there, babe,” (Y/N) poked the dimple indented in his cheek and giggled. She really adored his smile as he did hers, there's just something about those dimples that just made (Y/N)’s knees weak.

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“Oh, will you shut the fuck up about that! I was 8! I’m not telling you shit about my childhood ever again, Styles!”

(Y/N) and Harry had soon learned that they weren’t going to get any sleep, not with the constant noise of police sirens going off; it was about 12, maybe 1 in the morning? Neither of them knew, both of them too caught up in a game of spades (in which (Y/N) had to repeatedly remind Harry of the rules) and the two boxes of pizza (Y/N) ordered (even though Harry had begged her to let him pay, she insisted saying he was the guest), to even think about sleep

(Y/N) was born and raised in New York, The Bronx specifically. It was dangerous as hell to be living out there sometimes but man, did she love that borough nonetheless. She knew just about everyone in South Bronx, most of them were like family to her. The Bronx was her home and it was also the last place anyone would want to tour when they came to New York, so for the life of her, she really couldn't figure out how this six feet, teddy bear looking dude stumbled into one of the most dangerous boroughs in the state.

“Okay okay (Y/N) I guess I’ll let it slide,” Harry bit his lip, trying to contain his laughter (she had just told him about the time one of her big brothers scared her so bad she pissed herself and Harry couldn’t stop laughing).

“Now here’s an important question that’ll really decide if I actually like you or not,” she rolled her eyes.

“Yeah okay shoot, curly Q,” she grinned, laying a seven of hearts on the stack.

“Do you drink your tea with milk or no?”

She immediately crinkled her nose in disgust.

“Fuck is you talk bout Styles? I don’t drink no wack ass tea” she giggled.

“Fuck is- are you talking about (Y/L/N),” he tried to copy her but failed miserably as it sounded absolutely ridiculous coming out of his mouth.

“Aww, been in New York for only a day and you’re already talking like me, cute!”

“Oi, shut up!” he stuck his tongue out, pouting, only making (Y/N) laugh harder.

“You’ve been laughing at me ever since I told you I was lost, you’re s’mean.”

“Nobody’s mean, you’re just too sensitive, baby,” she smirked.

Harry was quite embarrassed. (Y/N) had been calling him pet names (lover, sweets, sweetie, etc) ever since they had walked into her apartment and each time Harry’s stomach fluttered and he blushed (luckily for Harry, (Y/N) was oblivious to things as such).

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“That show was shit love,” he snorted.

“Shut up you just don’t understand it,”

Somehow, someway (Y/N) had talked Harry into watching an episode of Black Ink Crew: New York (a crazy reality tv show (Y/N) had been invested in since the first episode aired) after they had finished their game of spades (Harry was and still is confused about the rules and lost horribly).

“There was just a lot of drama. I couldn't keep up with all of it!” Harry groaned, resting his head on her shoulder taking one of her braids into his fingers and twirling around his long digits it as he imagined doing so when he first laid eyes on her.

“That’s why it’s good, babe! I’d rather watch someone else’s drama then have some in my own life,” she yawned.

“You’re tired, button?” Harry questioned, beginning to feel bad for keeping her up so late into the night.

“Just a bit, doesn’t matter, I’m sleeping out here anyway. I got the bedroom ready for you so just go in there when you’re ready to go to bed.”

“You- love, you’re not sleeping on the couch and M’not sleeping in your bed (Y/N),” he argued.

“Go get in the bed Harry, you just too tall to sleep on my couch,” she smiled, laying on the couch and wrapping the blanket around her small figure.

Harry just stared at her as she began to fall asleep. He was completely infatuated with this girl and he hadn’t even known her for a full 24 hours. No one in his entire life had been so nice and inviting to him. He hadn’t ever met someone who he wanted to be around all of the time, who he needed to be around all of the time. He couldn't understand why, even if she only meant it in a playful way, her calling him babe made his stomach flutter and made his cheeks rosy red. Harry couldn’t understand any of it and it annoyed the hell out of him, he ended up falling asleep on the couch along with her.

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“Jesus Niall I don’t know and I don’t really want to wake her up, she looks s’peaceful sleeping,” Harry whispered into the line while leaning on her kitchen counter.

“C’mon, you’re gonna to have to wake her up soon. Haven’t a fucking clue as to where you are mate! Got the whole day planned before we leave tomorrow,” Niall whined into the phone making Harry roll his eyes.

Harry really was in no rush to leave (Y/N) just yet. Quite honestly, he was so upset when she fell asleep he just stared at her and played with her braids and listened to her mumble every couple of minutes to pass the time because he didn’t want to waste his last couple of hours with her sleeping.

Harry was so engrossed in his phone he didn’t even realize she had woken up nor did he feel her arms wrap around his body until she mumbled a “good morning”.

“Oh good morning, pet. Didn’t even know you were awake yet,” he smiled turning to her.

“M’hungry,” she mumbled again, pressing her cheek to his shirt.

Harry’s heart sped up and his face began heating up (it annoyed Harry how much of an effect (Y/N) had on him).  He took this as an opportunity to play with her hair again, he was really in love with her braids. Harry just thought (Y/N) looked so damn pretty with them he really couldn’t help himself. She really was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, that would explain why Harry creepily watched her sleep (but he’d never tell a soul, not even Niall, that he did that to a woman he’d just met).

“I’m sorry, I’m like all up in yo personal space.”

“(Y/N) s’fine, really.”

“We can go to the city if you want. We could get some brekkie at a nice restaurant,” he offered, forgetting all about Niall’s plans for the day.

She just nodded and smiled.

“You can take a shower first, it’s gone take me a minute to figure out what I wanna wear today,” she grinned.

(Y/N) was so excited, not only because she was going to get some food in the city but because she was going to be able to spend the morning and hopefully, the afternoon with him. She wanted to show him around, take some memorable pictures, and hear some more crazy childhood stories with him, Gemma, and Anne. She just wanted to be around him as much as he wanted to be around her; they craved one another in every way.

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“(Y/N), I swear on everything if you take another bite of my fucking pancakes, I’m gonna f-”

“You ain’t gone do shit, Styles cause you ain't about shit,” (Y/N) was nearly in tears because of how hard she was laughing. They’d been cracking jokes from the moment they’d left (Y/N)’s apartment, to the train ride, to the bus, and now in the restaurant.

Being in New York really brought something out of Harry, a new attitude and a new perspective. Being with (Y/N) made him more observant (given that he’d almost gotten run over by a taxi while he was crossing the road before the sign said walk). He enjoyed being in the city. Even with it being his first time there, it felt like home and Harry can’t decide if it’s (Y/N) or if it’s just the vibes the city held that made him feel such.

“You’re quite annoying, y’know that (Y/N)?” she rolled her eyes and stuck her fork into Harry's pancakes again.

“Shut yo goofy ass up, you know you love it.”

Harry just looked down and grinned, he did love it but he just didn’t want to admit that to himself just yet. This moment with her was perfect. He lifted his head, his eyes met with (Y/N) typing on her phone and god, did she look beautiful. Maybe it was the sun bouncing off of her chocolate skin, or the way her braids were styled, or maybe it was just the contrast of her skin and her red shirt that made it just impossible for Harry to stop staring at her.

(Y/N) lifted her head from her phone and smiled fondly at him.

“You’re staring again, goofy.”

“S-sorry you just look...” he paused

“I look...?” she smirked.

“Beau-”

“Harry, mate is that you?! God, I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” Niall interrupted them.

Harry nearly choked, turning to meet his Irish lad.

“Nearly turned the city upside down searching for y- Oh? Who might this be eh?”

“I’m (Y/N), you must be Niall, Harry’s told me all about you.” she smiled, introducing herself to the enthusiastic blonde boy.

“So sorry you had to deal with Harry here, I know he must’ve been a pain in the ass.”

“Oh yeah, definitely the worst,” she teased.

“Oi, M’right here,” Harry whined, pouting like a baby.

“Oh gosh, didn’t even see you there mate.”

(Y/N) and Niall began laughing making Harry a tad annoyed and a bit jealous of how well they were already getting along (which he knew they would, both of them have similar goofy personalities, however, it still annoyed him).

“Niall sit down, have you eaten anything? You can get whatever you want, it’s on me,” (Y/N) offered.

Niall sat down next to Harry and began conversing with (Y/N), asking her about her life, how old she was simple casual topics. Once the two of them got to talking there was no stopping them. (Y/N) thought Niall was so adorable she had made it a point to constantly call him cute throughout their entire conversation, and Harry didn’t like that at all. They were cracking jokes, telling childhood stories, talking as though they’d known each other for years and that just didn’t sit well with Harry. He didn’t want her to become close with Niall, he only wanted her from himself. Yes, it was selfish but Harry really didn’t give a damn, (Y/N) was his even though she wasn’t.

“Niall,” he interrupted the both of them

“What are you doing here?” he pressed.

“Hm?” Niall’s gaze lingering on (Y/N) to long for Harry's comfort.

“Oh yeah! I’ve been calling you all bloody morning so I could come to get you! I told you I had plans for us today and you didn’t answer mate!”

Harry had been ignoring Niall calls since him and (Y/N) boarded the train on purpose. He didn’t want to leave (Y/N) even though he knew he was going to part ways with her soon.

“Harry, why you ain't tell me you had made plans with Niall? I could've gotten you back to him sooner babe,"

"Yeah lad, been blowing up your line all morning! Could've sent a text or something," Niall chimed in, making Harry roll his eyes.

Harry was so damn annoyed with him. Why couldn't Niall come at a different time when Harry wasn't in the middle of telling her how beautiful he thought she was? Why couldn't Niall come at a time when they weren't at breakfast? Why’d Niall have to come now and take all the attention from him? Why couldn't Niall come at any other time than this? Harry knew he was going to have to reunite with him at some point, he knew he going to have to leave (Y/N) and go home which is why he just wanted to enjoy his last few hours with her alone.

“I... I just wanted to eat before I came back with you Nialler,” he lied.

“Well hurry up and finish what’s left on your plate. Gotta catch a tour at 11! S’ten twenty now, and we’ve still gotta take a bus to get there,” Niall instructed.

Harry looked up and locked eyes with (Y/N) who gave him a small faux smile.

“You guys should probably get going. I don’t think cute pie here would be too happy if you missed your tour.”

“Thank you! Someone who understands, now let’s get going H,” Niall grabbed his arm, ready to get going to the very expensive tour of NYC he paid a generous amount for (Niall wasn’t too keen on wasting money so he wasn’t about to let Harry blow through seventy-five dollars so easy).

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“Can I at least walk you to the train station?”

“You’ll be late for you tour babe, Niall really wants to go,” she smiled sympathetically.

Harry really really really didn’t want to fucking leave. His stomach sank and his mouth became incredibly dry. He'd known her for less than twenty-four hours and he was nearly about to lose it

“Well (Y/N), it was really nice meeting you. Again, m’sorry you had to go through the pain of sleeping in the same flat as Harry here,” Niall joked, earning a small laugh from (Y/N).

“Ah, you’re buggin’ it was really no problem. It was nice meeting you too cute pie,” (Y/N) smiled, pinching Niall’s cheeks before giving him a short friendly hug.

Harry frowned when it was his turn, the moment he had been dreading since she sat down on the park bench with him last night was finally happening.

“Don’t make that face babe. We’ll see each other again, you’ve got my number so you’d better use it or else I’ll be tight, m’kay kid?”

He sighed deeply and mumbled, “Okay”.

She pulled him into a bear hug, both of them wrapping their arms around one another not wanting to let go. Harry took one of (Y/N)’s braids and twirled it around his finger again for what seemed like the last time. He inhaled her vanilla perfume, desperately to remember small details about this girl before he left.

“This isn’t goodbye goodbye. Just... Goodbye for now, okay?” she tried to cheer him up, seeing how upset he was.

“Next time you bored and in need of somebody to talk to, or if you ever end up in The Bronx again just call me,” she grinned (Harry really adored her smile, it was one of the main features he was going to miss about her).

They unwrapped their arms around one another.

“C’mon Harry, we’ve gotta go!”

“Bye (Y/N),” the words tasting bitter coming from his mouth

“Bye babe, I’ll see you when I see you,” (Y/N) flashed him one last smile before turning and walking to the train station, Harry turning and walking to Niall.

Harry had a shitty start to his mini vacation that was totally unplanned but he’d, without a doubt go through it a million more times if it meant he got to see her again. (Y/N) was special and Harry would soon understand why his stomach fluttered every time she called him babe, why he was so entranced while playing with her braids, and why that his next trip to New York would be more memorable than the last.

[simpcitybaby]

Where is my supersuit?

Tom Holland x Reader (Soulmate au) A/N: The whole Comic-Con part will not be entirely accurate because irl they do panels before the movie comes out but in order for this au to work, this is what had to happen. I tried to write it so that anyone could read it and this is my first time doing so. With that being said, I hope you enjoy!

(Y/C) = Your city (B/F/N) = Best friends name (Y/F/N) = Full Name (F/S) = Favorite superhero

“Let’s go watch that new movie with Tom Holland in it!” Your best friend squealed as you widened your eyes in surprise. That bitch was loud as fuck. “Do we really have to go to the movies? Can’t we just chill here?” You asked as you gestured to your comfy couch. (B/F/N) shook their head and grabbed you by the arm. “Maybe you’ll find your soulmate! I’ve also been dying to see this movie so you’re coming with me.” With that, we were on our way to the movie theater. You see, (B/F/N) had found their soulmate and you had yet to be that lucky. Your mind wandered as you thought of (B/F/N) and their soulmate, your friend said that it had burned for a minute before each of their words faded. You had to admit, they were a cute couple. “I’m nothing without this suit!” That is what was written on your arm. It was odd really, this person could mean a suit that they’d wear to a wedding, a swim suit or even one of those morph suits that you see on Halloween! It would suck if your words didn’t sting and disappear because then you could end up with almost anyone who said the phrase on your forearm. “We’re here!” (B/F/N) screamed as she stopped the car. Tom Holland was a catch and you were so excited to see Spider-Man: Homecoming even though you didn’t show it. You guys grabbed your snacks and headed to your seats. As the movie began your forearm started feeling fuzzy, a tingling sensation occurring. (B/F/N) kept glancing at you to check if you were okay to which you kept brushing off. All of a sudden it happened. The stinging and the disappearance of the sentence. Tom Holland said those 5 words. All of a sudden you bursted out with a, “HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO FIND TOM HOLLAND?” Everyone in the theater took a second to glance at you before shushing you. (B/F/N) grabbed your arm and pulled you out of the theater while whisper-yelling, “What the fuck was that?” With wide eyes you showed your best friend your blank forearm. “The words are gone. Peter Parker said those 5 words on my arm. Tom Holland plays Peter Parker. That cute ass British fucker is my soulmate. All that aside, how the fuck am I supposed to find Tom Holland?” You puffed out your cheeks and ran a hand through your hair. After a brief moment of silence you were being dragged out of the cinema. “Where are we going?” You asked although you had a hunch. “We’re going home and we are going to find Tom Holland.” You had no faith. It wouldn’t be as easy as calling a number and setting up a date. You were just an average person living an everyday life and your soulmate was an actor that everyone in the world seemed to be obsessed with. “Take out your phone and start doing your research while I drive us home.” You whipped out your phone and typed “How to get in touch with Tom Holland” Hitting the backspace you typed in, “Tom Holland press dates” You highly doubted that you could even catch a glimpse of him at a press date. So you retyped “Comic-Con tickets for (Y/C)” into the search engine. Next thing you know, you purchased tickets for you and your best friend to go to Comic-Con. Tom Holland was hosting a panel with the rest of the Spider-Man cast. You and (B/F/N) formulated a plan to catch him after the panel. You were going to yell whatever popped into your head at that moment and if his forearm stung and the words were gone, he was yours. Once you got home you had an idea, “If were going to Comic-Con, we’re dressing up!” (B/F/N) agreed and with that you made another purchase. You bought a (F/S) cosplay outfit and you were ready to go. Hopefully Tom would reimburse you for all of the trouble that you were going through to bring the two of you together. You laughed at the thought. “Rest up, Comic-Con is in a couple of weeks!” You scrunched your face up at (B/F/N)’s remark before hitting them back with a, “Did you just hear yourself? A couple of weeks! I have time to prepare.” Weeks passed and you were anything but prepared. Saying that you were nervous would be an understatement, you were 100% sure that you would vomit your heart up at any second. What if you were his soulmate but he wasn’t yours? That happens frequently. You let out a frustrated sigh as you thought about all the money that would be going down the drain if this didn’t work. You shook all of your nerves away and got dressed. “You ready to go?” With a curt nod you guys were on your way. ~ Time Skip ~ You and (B/F/N) made your way into Comic-Con and it was like a wonderland. There were stands everywhere with people dressed as Marvel characters and DC characters and everything in between. “You ready to find the love of your life?” (B/F/N) asked as they wrapped an arm around your shoulder. You wanted the attention on anything but you because you were already hyperventilating. “How is your soulmate? How about that?” You giggled as you nudged your best friend, evident that you didn’t want the spotlight on you. “The love of my life is doing good, thank you very much.” (B/F/N) sighed and said, “We have about 10 minutes before the panel starts and then we have to rush out to meet Mr. Tom Holland himself.” You smiled and gripped you best friend’s hand, dragging them in the direction of the panel. You let out a breath that you didn’t even know you were holding in when you saw him. Of course he was an attractive guy, with an amazing personality. You only knew as much as the interviews showed which also scared you a bit. What if he was mean or was in love with somebody else? What if he was reckless with your heart and didn’t believe in soulmates? You felt a hand on your thigh and you heard a reassuring, “It’s going to be okay.” You nodded and sat through the panel with your best friend. Originally you had just come to find Tom but you were bombarded with all of the comic book characters that you grew up with as a kid and you felt as if you were in a candy store. The topic of soulmates came up and it made you were now more attentive. You glanced over at a girl who was dressed up as Poison Ivy who asked the question. “Did you guys happen to find your soulmates on set? Are any of you each soulmates?” You let your eyes wander back to Tom and it seemed as if he was staring straight at you. Then again, he was probably looking at someone behind you, everyone wants to believe that he’s staring at them. Zendaya brought the microphone to her lips and giggled before answering the question, “Personally, I didn’t find my soulmate on set. Tomdaya is far from real, unless you believe in platonic soulmates. I’d say that Tom is my platonic soulmate. I found my man off set and I’d like to keep us personal for now.” A smile graced her lips as she eyed the others who had their own responses. Suddenly, you could hear Tom say, “I have yet to find my soulmate. He or she is probably a really amazing person. I know that fate put us together and that we’re going to be meant to be. I’ll wait however long it takes to find someone who’s mine and only mine.” He chuckled and the subject was changed. The panel approached its end and you grabbed (B/F/N) as you rushed to the exit. You guys waited for the cast to leave and then you were pushed forward. That was the signal. (B/F/N) distracted some of the bodyguards and you yelled, “SPIDER-MAN, YOU’RE MY SOULMATE!” The cast looked directly at you and then back at Tom, he was wincing. “My arm is stinging.” Laura and Jacob smiled before pushing Tom towards you. His face flushed as he scratched the back of his neck. You tilted your head as you heard a British accent say, “You’re pretty cute. I’m Tom Holland but you probably already knew that.” He chuckled a bit before following up with a, “I’ve never dated anyone before because I wanted to wait for you and um I don’t really know how this goes.” He rambled on and on before realizing that your hand was in his. “I’m so sorry, what’s your name?” You bit back a smile before saying, “I’m (Y/F/N) and I came all this way to find you and make your like 1000x better so you should reimburse me.” The two of you as well as the cast and (B/F/N) laughed before the two of you hugged. “I’m in town for the next two days, we should meet up while I’m here. Then again, you don’t really have a choice because you’re stuck with me.” You moved in a little closer and said, “I know of a really cute restaurant with great food, I’d love to take you there. If you aren’t booked or anything for the next day, maybe we could have a sleepover and get to know one another.” Tom’s arms instinctively wrapped around your waist and he whispered, “I’d give anything to see you again. Also your costume is amazing. I’ll see you tomorrow.” In the corner of your eye you could see (B/F/N) and Zendaya exchanging both of your numbers while you guys were tangled together. “I know this seems a bit rushed but can I kiss you?” It took less than a second for you two to meet in the middle. He kissed you softly and it was sweet enough to make you want more. You wrapped one arm around his neck while the other one rested on his chest. The kiss deepened a bit more before the two of you pulled away. You bid him a goodbye with a hug and a quick, “I’ll see you tomorrow.” As soon as you disappeared from eyesight Tom threw back his head and looked at the cast with a love struck daze. “I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with (Y/N).”

A/N: While writing this all I could think of was when Frozone and his wife were arguing about his supersuit. This was you looking for the man in the supersuit and boom, a title. I apologize if this sucks ass but I’ve been so into soulmate au’s lately that I decided to write one. I just love Tom Holland and I thought this would be kinda funny to write down.

[functioning-minne-holic]

Vaguely nsfw asks

1. Are looks important in a relationship? -Absolutely, if you’re not physically attracted to your partner, it’s very difficult to make things work.

2. Are relationships ever worth it? -Of course, you can’t learn and grow if you don’t try.

3. Are you a virgin?- Negative, ghost rider.

4. Are you in a relationship? -Check my bio in 24 hours for this answer.

5. Are you in love? -Not currently.

6. Are you single this year? -I have been, yes.

7. Can you commit to one person? -Yes.

8. Describe your crush. -Variable hair color, nerd, one of the coolest jobs ever, genuinely good person. Oh yea, and absolutely GORGEOUS.

9. Describe your perfect mate. -Short, cute, dorky, loves music and reading, enjoys being lazy, enjoys going out, dive bars with pool tables and darts > clubs, doesn’t try to change people.

10. Do you believe in love at first sight? -I believe in “holy fuck that person is hot” at first sight. Because that’s what that is.

11. Do you ever want to get married? -If things are right and lead there, sure.

12. Do you forgive betrayal? -Depends on the betrayal.

13. Do you get jealous easily? -Not easily.

14. Do you have a crush on anyone? -Absolutely.

15. Do you have any piercings? -Yup

16. Do you have any tattoos? -Yup

17. Do you like kissing in public? -I like kissing, end of story.

20. Do you shower every day? -Depends on how active I was. Day off and just watched netflix? Nah. But I’ll never go 2 days unless a shower isn’t available.

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you? -I’m pretty sure she does.

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? -I think so.

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? -Yup.

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? -Apparently so lol.

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year? -However odd it is, due to my avoidance of them, I do.

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? -Yea.

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you? -Yep.

28. Have you ever been cheated on? -Yep.

29. Have you ever cheated on someone? -Yes.

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body? -I have. I’d love to correct my crooked jaw, but it’s not really something that’s possible.

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl? -A few times.

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love? -Thought so, turned out to be wrong.

33. Have you ever had sex with a man? -No.

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman? -Yes.

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? -Yes.

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends? -No.

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? -Yep, should’ve listened.

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? -No.

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? -Who hasn’t?

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? -More than I can remember. I used to write a lot of poetry.

41. Have you had sex so far this year? -Yes.

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? -I never kiss someone I don’t want to ‘wander’ on.

43. How long was your longest relationship? -Almost 6 years.

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? -20ish?

45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013? -1.

46. How many times did you have sex last year? -A handful?

47. How old are you? -31.

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? -Good luck, keep in touch.

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? -N/A.

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? -Haven’t had a true love.

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? -I’m gonna assume this excludes extreme shit, so yes.

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why? -Many people. Sometimes you have to let go of toxic people.

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? -Doubtful.

54. Is there someone you will never forget? -Many people.

55. Share a relationship story. -Got yelled at for there being ‘something suspicious’ in the hot tub filter one time, but we weren’t the only couple in it, and it wasn’t us. Fucking Billy......Dick.

56. State 8 facts about your body. -6′1″. Dirty blonde. Fuzzy. Chubby. Need glasses. Dirty nails from work (I try, dammit), bearded, I haven’t woken up one day in the last year without something being sore.

57. Things you want to say to an ex. -Glad you’re happy.

58. What are five ways to win your heart? -Snuggle, warm your hands and feet on me (I know, but it’s adorable), be yourself, be honest, enjoy personal space.

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!) -Scroll and find out.

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners? -13 years.

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone? -Probably hair.

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? -Lounge naked and be comfy in your own skin.

63. What is your definition of “having sex”? -Pubic areas being pleasured, I guess?

64. What is your definition of cheating? -Doing something unfaithful to your partner, whatever you’ve established that is.

65. What is your favorite foreplay routine? -Casual dominance, kissing, slight physical restriction using hands, neck kissing/biting, exploring with mouths and hands, making her gasp and shiver before her clothes are off.

66. What is your favorite roleplay? -Haven’t done roleplay IRL, so I’m not sure.

67. What is your idea of the perfect date? -Whatever makes her smile.

68. What is your sexual orientation? -Straight........kind of?

69. What turns you off? -The biggest is lying.

70. What turns you on? -The biggest (non sexual) is probably humor and/or intelligence.

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream? -Haven’t remembered my dreams in a long time.

72. What words do you like to hear during sex? -Cursing due to pleasure, moans, gasps, sighs, giggles, whimpers, screams, things that can’t even be understood in english, begging.

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? -Be you.

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? -Weight.

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? -A girl compiled an entire journal of all my (self) published poems during the span of 2 years and gave it to me as a high school graduation present/will you go out with me present. It was fucking awesome.

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? -Depends on the person, I guess.

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? -As long as they’re legal, they’re preferred.

78. What’s your dirtiest secret? -I shit myself one day on the way to work and just turned around and called in sick. (dirty, right?)

79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why? -I feel jealous quite often, it’s a very natural human emotion. It’s what you DO with it that matters.

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? -Today.

81. Who are five people you find attractive? -Sara, Mila Jovovich, Fi (shameless), Michonne (TWD), The St. Pauli’s Girl girl.

82. Who is the last person you hugged? -uhhhh, my bestie? I think?

83. Who was your first kiss with? -Jessica O.

84. Why did your last relationship fail? -Way too many reasons to list.

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet? -Check my bio tomorrow for the answer.

[minamisconcierge]

|| Ok ok but like can you imagine the MC being famous all over the net... as a crossdresser oVo!!! Like girls are fawning over her image as a guy and no one knows she's a girl irl- How do you think the boys react? e V e ||

how can the boys react if they don’t know it too

what if he just walks in while you’re editing your blog tumblr that’s for all your pictures and stuff heh

Chiaki

clueless

probably walks in while you’re updating your blog and just scrolling through it and shit and goes

“What’re you looking at?”

He’s kinda glaring at you over your shoulder bc you’re looking at other men??

“Is it not enough to just look at me too that you’re looking at other guys?”

But you try to explain and he just comes up to the computer and scrolls through everything himself

“This guy looks like you. You didn’t tell me you had a brother or anything?”

heh yeah about that —-

“pretty sure you both could change places and no one would notice heh”

Chiaki, that’s me —-

“Nonsense, you’re more beautiful than that man, anyway.”

Toma

quietly peers over the newspapers to see what you’re looking at

makes note of the URL and goes to visit it later

and while scrolling through the pictures he’s astounded that you’re into pretty boys :thinking:

Ask lots of questions as to who they are and what you like about them

Sees that a lot of your clothing choices are similar to what his looks like

Quick to put the two together

Shizuka

shizuka probably knows

but knows that you’re not comfortable telling him so he’s prob gonna let you do it on your own accord

but that doesn’t stop him from teasing you about it

and he just kinda drops subtle hints that he knows and just enjoys watching your mini freakouts

“Oh yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask him to do some joint stuff together. Think he’d accept?”

after hesitating to answer you finally come clean and he just giggles at you and smothers you with kisses

“I know ~”

Minami

also probably knows, lbr

him and shizu are little fucks LOL

in cohorts with shizuka and finds more ways to make you uncomfortable

you know that time where shizu and minami follow you and chiaki to the movies? well that’s basically them but with u

“Oh yeah yeah, he’s so cute ~! Such feminine features, such a beauty! Almost like you ~ but you’re a little piggy instead! Haha~”

and you just huff at him and scream at the top of ur lungs that it’s you

and of course this fucker is getting a kick out of your every reaction

Mei

“Why are you looking at pictures of other guys?”

typical mei pout here with furrowed eyebrows and concerned look

“Not that it matters, but... who is he?”

jealousy meters x 1000, burning red face and super bashful

sometimes when you’re just lounging around you see him lingering around your computer and checking to see if you’re looking at his blog again

and you decide to just spook him out and casually leave one of your famous pictures out and then decide to put on the same outfit

and you just... show up

“How did you get in here? Who’re you?”

and then there’s just the big reveal and he’s just...

hiding his face and decides to watch rachimaninoff bc he’s just so bashful

Rei

He’s a bright man, he can put two and two together

but in a sort of minami and shizu kinda way, he’ll tease you about the information that he already knows, just in a full sadistic sort of way

“You’ve always got pictures of this man up. Are you talking to him? Seeing someone else behind my back?”

inquisitive rei eyebrow raise

before you can start pleading he’s just shaking his head, walking away, seemingly done and fed up

you’d already scheduled your next shoot by that point, and you want to cancel but you can’t bc your career

so you just kinda have to let things sift with rei and go do ur thing

but of course he’s there, waiting for you, that stupid smile on his face that you love

and u can see in his eyes that he was just taking his sadisticness to a whole new level