#on something that probably won't even look that good as my first mammal head

[doggyspeak]

Thing I now own!

[suryp]

Date: Last Sunrise Year: First in Tartyry's Region: Dark Forest

It was months, at least, since I'd seen a human, or at least their heads. My team was long dead, and the only company I had was their killer, and the bird.

After that confrontation, it hadn't spoken to me, and I'd never given an answer to it's question, but the thing had attempted to keep me alive all that time, and the human body is very good at Not Dying.

I'm sure the higher-ups still though I was gone, though. Banshees were famously aggressive to soldiers, especially after the years of contact, and almost no one was willing to cross the Tartyryn Wall these days.

Not sure why I was deemed "better."

Probably inexperience. Banshee could stand twice as tall as any human, far as I knew, but even at full height my new "friend" was short of that.

They still had power, though.

for my part, I'd made sure to eat as little as I could, when I really had the choice, and always stayed on the move, towards the Night Forest.

May as well make it easier.

At the very edge of the second Tartyryn continent, rocky shore just behind me, I took rest under the first tree I'd seen since... well, not quite since coming to Tartyrys, but a long while still.

And I took in the view.

The sunset, with a storm just in sight, was gorgeous. Reflecting off the ice, snow, and clouds, it was like a painting you'd see in some royal museum. probably.

I hoped to never forget that scene.

And then, taking out a hunk of flesh, I slept.

I awoke to the crunching of bone, and immediately rose to get a better look, and seem more intimidating.

It might've gotten me killed, too, but what sat before me was only the follower I'd had all along.

And a skei'yd pup, only as large as the banshees skull.

*crunch, cryk, crack, swallow*

"Hello. "

"Snack for the road?"

"No."

"...understood."

"...won't eat."

"..."

"...help?'

"...what?"

"help. help eat."

"so it..."

"..."

"needs help eating. And... you want me to help it?"

"yes."

"why?"

"mammal."

"ok, first off, we are two completely different species. I know nothing about rats.

"not r-"

"second, I dont make milk."

"...milk?"

"...yeah. it's what... mammal babies need. mothers make it. it comes from tits."

Turning their massive head upwards, it began to make an awkward wretching sound, and attempted to puke something up, before turning down to the pup, with a jaw filled with some pale and slightly pinkish liquid.

*mrip? snf, snf*

*slp slp slp slp*

"...maybe it's not just mothers."

*clop, swallow* "...am mother."

"...I see."

"but is not just mothers."

"...ok. I-"

"Or banshee."

And then, back to nursing.

I was a tad uncomfortable, giant bird women more than twice your size who can crush steel plate would do that, but so was that revelation.

It would explain where some of my cousins went and came from, though.

Still, it hardly mattered. I still had a mission to attend to, and it couldn't be completed with her around.

So I left.

The Night Forest is a dangerous place, everyone knew that.

So why was I alive?

I'd been loud, conspicuous, and hadn't even tried to hide myself. predators were sure to know where I was by now. Where were the t'rrarr, the hellhounds, the owlbear, the cockatrice? at the very least a h'ghurk should've come for me, the demons were drawn to any loud sound or mammalian smell...

But I was alive. Perhaps, so far south, winter was too cold for such aggressive killers. I'd have to head further north, or simply wait.

I looked into the dark, dense forest, attempting to figure out where I had or hadn't been.

But I didn't know which way was north. And I'd certainly made a few curves in my path.

So, I collected a few fruits from the lowest growing conifers, a couple cones off the forest floor, and went back.

According to Ember, the banshee, the fruit I had was safe.

I still tested some, just in case, but all for naught.

Syll liked them, at least.

Ember named him, after what seemed to be it's first sign of intelligence, in this case, using a known sound of pain to refuse food.

Granted, it did sound roughly like a skei'yd name, as far as I knew.

Ember also questioned why they would want the berries, to which I nearly scoffed.

"Skei'yd are omnivores, you can tell by the teeth Besides, fruit's a good first solid for any baby"

"thought "two completely different species. I know nothing about rats.""

"...I don't know how to take care of one."

"just did."

"Listen, anyone could've figured that out-"

"not me."

"I'm still not a good choice for help."

"maybe."

"Maybe you can not mimic my voice next time? It's real creepy."

"ok."

"...thanks."

*prrip!*

-

told yall itd tie in!

still have a long way to go though, and honestly? not real sure how im gonna start there, but we will. prommy.

in other news, fauna!

t'rrarr are... monkey-like animals. similar to chimps in build but a few notable distinctions. we'll talk about it later.

h'ghurk are also going to be talked about later. should be pretty familiar, but for now all you need to is they are very deadly and banshees name most animals based on their noises.

also, skei'yd updates! they're a lot more similar to the sheatheran theropodents, by sheather, who is a fantastic fucking person. yall'lle get a proper intro when Syll grows up, and we'll get a proper intro to Ember and banshees when we get an Ember narration.

see yall soon!!

[doorbloggr]

Sunday 6/6/21 - Your Dinosaurs Are Not Dinosaurs

Links to previous posts in this series:

Your Dinosaurs Are Wrong

Your Pterosaurs Are Wrong

Dimetrodon, Mark Witton

You know how when you're really into something, like a fandom or maybe a hobby, and you're like "I know outsiders to this thing won't know everything, but there's surely some information on my thing that's common knowledge", and then you're wrong? That's me after every time I make a Dinosaur post.

In the previous two blogposts I made about extinct giant reptiles, I explained the inconsistencies between scientific knowledge and common knowledge on how Dinosaurs and Pterosaurs actually looked. But it seems there's also a gap in the public's knowledge of what actually constitutes a Dinosaur.

The Mesozoic Period was an age between 252-66 million years ago, often called the Age of the Reptiles, and although Dinosaurs were definitely the dominant clade of animals on land then, other reptiles and reptile-adjacent animals were successful too. Today I'll enlighten readers on what non-dinosaur animal groups were successful during that age, and what they were actually related to.

Pterosaurs

Cladogram of the evolutionary relationship of Archosaurs. Crocodilians diverged first, then Pterosaurs, before Dinosaurs.

I covered a lot about pterosaurs in a previous post, but just so it's covered in this post, let's talk about them again. Since writing that last post, I heard a good way to describe the relationship between Pterosaurs and Dinosaurs. With a lot of the animal groups covered in this post, it's like "No this is definitely not a dinosaur", but with Pterosaurs, it's more like "They're technically not a dinosaur", in the same way a rabbit is technically not a rodent. They're closely related sister groups, but they diverged long enough ago that scientists agree they're separate.

Pterodactylus antiquus, Mark Witton

As an aside, something I wanted to discuss in the Pterosaur post, is that a lot of people mistakenly use the name "Pterodactyl" to refer to all pterosaurs. There was no such animal named that. There was a species called Pterodactylus, but it is probably a smaller and less impressive Pterosaur than what you have in your head.

Synapsids

Top: Gorgonopsid, Jonathan Kuo

Bottom Left: Dicynodont, Gabriel Ugueto

Bottom Right: Dimetrodon, Gabriel Ugueto

In the early Mesozoic, when dinosaur's ancestors were all tiny and had yet to take over the world, a group of animals called Synapsids were the dominant force. Mammals eventually branched off from this group, so they're sometimes called stem-mammals or mammal-like reptiles. Dimetrodon, arguably the most commonly dinosaur-labelled non-dinosaur, was in this group. Others include the beak faced Dicynodonts, and the sabre toothed Gorgonopsids, which all look almost dinosaurian but they're not.

Pseudosuchia

A collection of Pseudosuchians, ColinM_Art on twitter

People often refer to Crocodilians as living dinosaurs (even though birds are the closest living relatives). Although it is true that the crocodile/alligator shape has persisted for millions of years, ancient relatives (collectively referred to as Pseudosuchia) experimented with lots of different forms. The very ferocious Postosuchus was an apex predator in the Triassic, and the suspiciously dinosaur-looking Desmatosuchus was an armoured herbivore, and many other Triassic relatives became bipedal predators like Poposaurus. Later in the Mesozoic, a lot of these more specialised crocodile relatives were replaced by more successful dinosaur counterparts, but the big aquatic ambush predator type still persists to this day.

Plesiosaurs

Top: Thalassiodracon, Mark Witton

Bottom: Liopleurodon, Kuzim Art

I sometimes see books or publications discuss "Aquatic Dinosaurs" or "Sea Dinosaurs", and most often they are talking about Plesiosaurs. Plesiosaurs were a member of flippered, streamline shaped reptiles with necks of varying length that specialised in hunting sea life. Scientists aren't certain of their origins, but most refer to them as Pantestudines, sharing a common ancestor with turtles and tortoises. Elasmosaurus and Liopleurodon are some of the more popular members of the group.

Icthyosaurs

Top: Ichthyosaurus larkini

Bottom Left: Shonisaurus

Bottom Right: Cartorhynchus

(All 3 Arts done by Juilo Larceda)

Although less resembling a dinosaur shape, and therefore less often mistaken for one, Ichthyosaurs were another marine reptiles group that lived alongside them. Although early relatives were more reptile shaped, later ichthyosaurs developed a shark/dolphin body plan, and were the most aquatically agile marine reptiles. They could range in size from the dolphin sized Ophthalmosaurus to the whale sized Shonisaurus. They diverged from other reptiles groups very early, but some scientists think they share a common ancestor with lizards.

Mososaurs

Top: Mososaurus, Mark Witton

Bottom Left: Tylosaurus, Gabriel Ugueto

Bottom Right: Xenodens, Andrey Atuchin

Mososaurs evolved much later than most of these other non-dinosaurs. They superficially resembled short-necked Plesiosaurs, but would have likely used their tail more than their flippers for propulsion. Mososaurs evolved from aquatic monitor lizards in the late Cretaceous, and quickly reached sizes bigger than any other lizard would ever reach. Mososaurus, which featured (much bigger than it was in life) in Jurassic World, is one of the best known species.

Thanks for Reading

Tumblr only allows so many pictures in one post, but I've covered most of the main groups of animals people mistakenly call dinosaurs. Just as a final titbit, someone recently told me that they thought the "-saur" or "-saurus" ending on many ancient animals automatically means dinosaur, but it is just Greek for reptile, and scientists slap it on the end of many scientific names, many of which aren't even reptiles, just may look like them.

As an example, Basilosaurus was actually found to be a Whale after its fossils were better studied. But it kept its name.

Source: The7thSea, DeviantArt

If there's more you'd like me to cover on the topic of dinosaurs, any of the other cool animals I've discussed here, or maybe other animals you're unsure are dinosaurs or not, leave a comment or send us a message.

Cheers for reading, and hope you learned something today.

[hnychn]

KARASUNO’S MANAGER !!

SYPNOSIS — it’s a new year and the karasuno team decides to throw a new years party in the school gym

WARNINGS — tooth rotting fluff <3

AUTHOR’S NOTE — none of this is realistic but shut up and let me live laugh and love with the idea it’s real

⇀ HAPPY NEW YEARS BABESS

⇀ so it all started out when noya and tanaka came up with the brilliant idea to throw a new years party

⇀ and since canonically, everyone in haikyuu are losers, everyone agreed 😀

⇀ of course you invited your boo kenma 😼 and the nekoma team

⇀ and kuroo invited the fukurodani team since bokuto heard about the party somehow

⇀ the party is held in the gym, it's byoc

⇀ "bring your own cups"

⇀ cause y'all broke broke 😭😭✋🏼

⇀ kidding . . . about the cup part, y'all are broke though . . .

⇀ anyways, so the team put you in charge of getting the drinks

⇀ . . . but they never specified non-alcoholic 😼

⇀ so you, being the six foot seven giant you were, got some alcohol

⇀ it was surprisingly easy

⇀ like the guy behind the counter didn't even ask you for an ID or anything and he probably assumed you were 21+ because of your features 🤡

⇀ i mean you do be chiselled by the gods themselves 🤪🥴

⇀ not me simping over you 🤺

⇀ so the party is about to start and you come in with literal bottle of alcohol like fUCKING JACK DANIEL'S AND WHISKEY AND RUM AND ALL THAT SHIT

⇀ and when daichi saw you with all the paper bags filled with bottles of alcohol he just-

⇀ . . . 🧍🏽‍♀️

⇀ "y/n. . ."

⇀ "yes? 🤠"

⇀ "why. . .why do you have alcohol?"

⇀ "you said to get drinks. ."

⇀ "i mEANT PUNCH-"

⇀ all daichi wanted to do was punch you 🏌️🏽‍♀️

⇀ LMAO BUT NOYA AND TANAKA TURNT UP WITH THE ALCOHOL

⇀ they poured that shit into those punch bowls? ya know? the ones in those cliche highschool movies

⇀ they got red solo cups and everything 🔫

⇀ anyways, so people start showing up and daichi panics because no sir, these minors aren't getting drink on his watch, but oops-

⇀ kiyoko locked him in the shortage closet 👁

⇀ "i'll let you out in 20 minutes"

⇀ because babes knew that's all it'll take for everyone to be blackout drunk

⇀ and she was right 💅🏽

⇀ fifteen minutes into the party, noya, tanaka, yamamoto, lev and a bunch of first years are drunk drunk.

⇀ suga, kuroo, asahi, and ennoshita are also drunk but like they're the chill typa drunk y'know?

⇀ they playing a game of uno with normal playing cards 🧍🏽‍♀️

⇀ kenma . . . doesn't want to be there BLESS HIM LMAO-

⇀ he's sitting in the corner, red solo cup in hand because kuroo took his pspspsp and won't give it back, even if he is drunk

⇀ and you- good god

⇀ YOU. ARE. D R U N K.

⇀ i'm talking the embarrassing type of drunk

⇀ you're dancing on one of the volleyball poles like a fucking stripper and bokuto is throwing napkins at you like they're ones please- 🔫

⇀ kenma is just in the corner staring like 🐚🌝 hello yes, officer? imma need animal control here asap.

⇀ LIKE DJFJD WTF IS MY BF DOINGG

⇀ he's embarrassed for you 😔✋🏼

⇀ but in the corner of your eye you see kenma sitting all alone so you go over to him, alcohol nearly spilling over the side of your red solo cup

⇀ "what're you doin all alone here, kitten?"

⇀ kenma crinkles his nose because you smell like alcohol, but he just shrugs

⇀ he says something but you can't hear him over he loud music, so you lean closer but you end up spilling your drink all over your shirt and you just

⇀ "ew it's sticky . . . i guess I'll just take it off"

⇀ SO YOU DO

⇀ IN A CROWDED ROOM

⇀ OF DRUNK POSSIBLY NOT STRAIGHT MEN

⇀ and holy fuck-

⇀ how knew you were so foine 🥴🥴

kenma's eyes widen when you suddenly pull off your shirt, your chest still slightly damp from the drink spilling on you. he could feel heat rushing to his face the longer he stared. kenma wanted to look away, he really did, but it was something about the way you rubbed your hands over your abs and chest to wipe off the moisture and the way you looked down with hooded eyes that had him entranced. he couldn't look away, and by the sight of the other people in the room also staring at you with no shame, they couldn't either.

despite being drunk, you could tell people were staring and it filled you with a sort of confidence you only got in the privacy of your room with kenma. speaking of kenma, he wasn't fairing any better. his head was turned to the side to look away, but his eyes betrayed him and stayed focused on your chest.

you smirked.

kenma gasped as you suddenly leaned forward, your hand slamming onto the wall next to him and the other pushing him by the hip, your cold fingers slithering up his shirt and sending chills up his spine. your breathe was warm next to his ear and kenma's blush intensified.

"see something you like, kitten?"

kenma's breathing began to get heavier the longer you whispered in his ear, his chest and pants tightening. kenma refused to look up, knowing half of the people in the gym were staring, but he would by lying if he said it didn't turn him on more than he already was.

your stopped whispering in kenma's ear and began trailing kisses down his jaw and neck, leaving marks behind. kenma had to bite his bottom lip to stop noises from escaping his mouth, but his restraint was limited due to the small amount of alcohol in his system.

your fingers traveled further up his shirt and caressed his waist, pulling him closer to you. pulling away from his neck, you turned to his lips, sucking and biting on them as if it would be the last time you would be able to. kenma's neck was littered with hickies that, even in the darkness of the gym, were extremely visible.

but before things could go any further, you were ripped away from kenma by a fuming daichi, "first you bring alcohol and get everyone drunk, then you try to fuck your boyfriend in the middle of the gym? i'm gonna kill you, y/n."

⇀ you were put on daichi watch for the rest of the night 😔🔫

⇀ but by the time 11 rolled around, you were a bit sober so i guess that's good

⇀ everyone gathered into he middle of the gym and counted down until midnight

⇀ kiyoko and yachi had hung some of those colour changing lights and gave the room some amazing vibes

⇀ and kenma was standing next to you, your arm slung over his shoulder as the lights hit his face perfectly and outlined every feature of his beautifully

⇀ you smiled down at him

"it's already 2021, huh?"

kenma looked up at you and immediately looked away when he saw that you were already looking at him. even after months of dating and nights spent in each other's embrace, he still got nervous when you looked at him the way you were right now.

eyes so full of love and lips pulled into a satisfied smile.

"yeah. . . i guess. . ."

you laughed and pulled him closer to your side, kenma stumbled a bit and grasped onto the new shirt you put on. it was a spare that you left behind in the clubroom one day.

"c'mon kenma! new year, new possibilities! what are your new years resolutions?"

kenma shrugged, burying his head deeper into your side, "i don't have any."

5 . . .

you smiled, "really?"

you looked back up at the digital clock kiyoko hung up on the wall just for new years, your smile never faltering. kenma loved that about you, your ability to smile no matter what. no matter the circumstances.

4 . . .

"what about you?" kenma asked, a small bubble of guilt building in his chest for not answering how he thought you wanted.

you looked down at him with the same lovesick eyes and satisfied smile, kenma felt his heart stop, "me?"

you looked back up at the clock, "hmm. . ."

3 . . .

"i think. . . " you drew out, a playful smile on your face when kenma pouted at your long answer. he slapped your chest when you laughed at him.

2 . . .

"i think," you tugged kenma in front of you and rested your chin on his head, a lazy smile drawn on your face as everyone else yelled about, excited for the new year.

1 . . .

"i think i have everything i could ever want right here."

HAPPY NEW YEARS!!

kenma gasped as you suddenly turned him around, lifting his face by the chin. everyone around you cheered as the clock hit 12 and it was now January 1, 2021.

kenma's heart pounded when he saw the same old lazy smirk on your face and the same old lovesick look in your eyes; but no matter how many times he's seen it, he would always feel the butterflies fluttering in hit stomach.

"happy new years, kenma." you whispered as you pulled him into a kiss.

what a way to start the new years.

⇀ everything after that was a blur

⇀ the party amping up as a way to start the new years and you were sure even daichi had a cup full of some unholy concoction of alcohol kiyoko made for him

⇀ when you woke up, you were in bed, kenma laying a your side.

⇀ with close on, y'nasties 👁

⇀ your head felt like it was going to explode and your stomach turned in ways it shouldn't

⇀ but you were too lazy to get outta bed

⇀ me 🤡

⇀ so you just pulled kenma closer and went back to sleep

⇀ dreaming of a happy future with the man in your arms

taglist:: @stickystrawberrysyrup @420-uwu @nvthvlyy @kaiwai @goshizaki-jun @thetrash-mammal @dprhvn @bakuhore

a/n :: i'll add the read more thing in the morning, i gotta start getting dressed for the new year party. this was kinda rushed too so sorry if it's a bit jumbled or something

[blackkatmagic]

I was looking through your old posts for something and came across the ask about clones having weird idea about personal space and falling asleep on people once they win their trust, and... Imagine, the first time a Jedi with a new command ends up with a lapful of a snoozing clone. Confusion, legs losing circulation, but still kinda liking it, because all of the soft/trust/comfort vibes the clone is giving off?

“Arm working again, sir?” a voice asks, right above Zule’s head.

Zule twitches hard, and it’s only the familiarity of the mind in question that keeps her from grabbing for her lightsaber. “Hevy,” she snaps, and tips her head back to give him a dark look. “Don’t sneak up on me, or I won't be responsible for whatever limbs you lose.”

Hevy's smirk is entirely unrepentant. “Then we can match, General,” he says, and sits down beside her on the sand.

Zule pulls a face, but shifts over slightly to give him room. “Believe me, Commander, deserts and cybernetics aren’t exactly the best combination.” She flexes her arm, and the way the gears grind faintly is aggravating, but—at least it’s moving again. She’d been about to cut it off when it stopped working earlier, and only Droidbait's pleas had changed her mind. It’s probably easier to repair the blasted thing than find a whole new one in the depths of the Deep Core, though.

“About as well as deserts and your temper?” Hevy asks, though he doesn’t even raise his eyes from his pad.

Zule laughs, leaning back on her hands, and tips her face up towards the sun. The heat feels good on her scales, even if she has to keep her prosthetic wrapped at all times to keep it from heating up unpleasantly, and while she’s a little mad that Kass got the jungle planet assignment, she won where troops are concerned, so she can't complain too much.

“My temper comes standard,” she retorts. “Any word from Tae?”

Hevy shakes his head, setting his pad aside and shifting closer as he stretches his legs out. This time Zule doesn’t move away; if he wants to risk being in her personal space, that’s on him. She would have thought almost breaking Cutup's nose when he startled her would have proved it was a bad idea, but apparently Hevy is about as stubborn about learning lessons as she is.

“Not yet,” he says, rubbing a hand through his hair and ruffling the short strands. “He’s supposed to be passing close to the black hole, though, so odds are that’s kriffing up communication.”

“As long as he gets here before we run out of food,” Zule mutters. “I won't need to eat for another week or so, but we’re low on troop rations.”

“We’ll be fine, sir,” Hevy says, in the faintly patronizing tone that always makes Echo try to jump him.

Zule rolls her eyes at him, curling her fingers into the sand. On a whim, she shifts the pigment there, trying to match the color of the sand. “Whatever. If the Seps don’t do something soon, I'm going to die of boredom here. Repelling raiding parties is getting mind-numbing. Tae had better pick us up soon.”

“If you’re really worried, you can always go hibernate until he gets here,” Hevy tells her, and Zule feels no remorse about reaching out with her prosthetic and thumping him on the shoulder.

“I'm a reptile,” she says pointedly. “Mammals hibernate. I brumate. And like I would leave you to have all the fun without me.”

“Of course, sir,” Hevy says, smirking, and Zule lightly thumps him again and then tips her head towards the sun and closes her eyes. Hevy chuckles, leaning in to rest their shoulders together, and Zule has never been a touch-oriented person, wasn’t even in the crèche, but…the clones are, and she’s been getting used to it. And besides, the sun is warm, and she’s finally comfortable enough that she doesn’t want to move. It’s maybe a little like meditation, breathing and focusing on nothing and remembering all of Master Glaive’s lessons, and it’s…not objectionable. Better than she ever would have thought when she and the rest of the Padawan Pack got dragged out of Cobalt Station on the tail end of the Jabiim campaign.

And then, without any warning at all, something heavy lands in her lap.

Zule startles hard, one hand automatically going for her lightsaber, and then freezes. Hevy is sprawled across her lap, head pillowed on her thigh, body draped across her knees at an angle. His eyes are closed, and he looks entirely pleased with himself, but there's a thread of peace-warmth-contentment humming through him that keeps Zule from immediately dumping him back on the sand. She stares down at him, blinking, and opens her mouth—

Closes it again, slowly, because Hevy feels like trust. Like he trusts her, and that’s a little bewildering and a little alarming, because she told him bluntly about her brushes with the Dark Side. Told him to shoot her if she ever showed signs of going Dark, because after Jabiim the rest of the Padawan Pack all has the same orders and she wanted him to know. Wanted him to be prepared, know she wasn’t exactly the most stable Jedi, and yet…

There's nothing but peace and ease in Hevy as he settles in her lap, and it aches somewhere deep in Zule's chest. Swallowing, she raises a hesitant hand, carefully threads it through Hevy's curls, and he hums. She can feel him settling into sleep, real, true sleep that says this is unvarnished trust, and Zule wants to be the kind of Jedi that Tae is, that Kass is. Wants to be someone he can trust without hesitation or care, and—

She pulls her hand away, buries her fingers in the sand instead and tries to breathe evenly. Tries to breathe while Hevy sleeps on her, like he doesn’t know she isn't the kind of person he should trust. Like he doesn’t care.

Zule closes her eyes, and her legs are going to go numb. She’s going to get a comm, or remember paperwork that needs to be done, or have to meet the scouts when they get back. They can't stay like this forever.

But just for now, Zule supposes she can bear it.

[On AO3]

[big-tiddie-squad]

HIS TREASURE

@twancingyunhoe I FINALLY finished the 3rd part I think its a bit shorter but I liked where I left off. 😁

A very nice, young lady in a bright yellow shirt that says ‘staff’ shows up.

"Just back here please!" Shes says brightly. You nod your head and murmur your thanks awkwardly. You hate talking to new people.

People hate talking to you in general. Worthless, stupid idiot. It was probably meant for someone else. How could he even care for you?

How about you shut your whore mouth? How about that? I am worthy of being liked and cared for. And there's nothing you can say to me to believe otherwise.

"Alrighty! If you just go through these doors on the left, the dressing room is the first door on your right!" She claps her hands as if she's done with her part in this. You panic. Only a little...

" Do you have any questions before going? " she asks.

" Uhhhh... noooo?" You question yourself, unsure of how to bring up that you struggle with telling your left and right.

"Okiedokie! Then if there are no more questions I have to go get the guys their drinks, what can I get for you?" She asks. She's sweet and has a beautiful smile too, its really contagious.

"Yes can I have a sweet iced tea or a cherry coke?" You smile back at her.

“Of course! I’ll go grab it while you wait for them!” She smiles even broader than before. Okay... you like her but omg is she’s either the cheeriest person ever or she’s REALLY good at faking. The nice lady leaves and you take a deep breath before heading in... the... she said right...right?

  You head to the right and go through the doors and down the hall. Further and further down the hall. ... WHAT KIND OF HALL HAS NO DOO- oh, there it is. She did say on the right. You remember that part at least. You look at your feet in thought. You think...

  As you contemplate this you open the door... and run straight into someone.

 What the- You look up in shock and immediately start to apologize and bow. 

  “Oh.. uh.. I’m sorry but... this..is the mens restroom...” You make eye contact with a beautiful set of smiling brown eyes. OH. OH NO. OH GOD. 

Seonghwa. It's freaking SEONGHWA! I WALKED INTO THE MENS RESTROOM AND RAN INTO FREAKING. SEONGHWA?!

"OH my gosh I am so sorry!" You cover your eyes and turn away. If there is a higher being out there, they've got a sick sense of humor.

He smiles awkwardly. "It's alrigh... I'm only assuming here, but are you lost? It'll make this look a little less weird." He looks around the restroom checking for any others who might be looking to make a quick buck on the rumor train.

"Yes, uh, I was supposed to go to the dressing room... I thought I went the right way? She said to go right through the doors and it's the door on the right.. I think?" You think maybe you got the directions wrong... well... you definitely got them wrong or else you wouldn't have ended up in a bathroom with Seonghwa.

"Well... You're clear on the other side of the building from where it is, haha." Seonghwa laughs softly. "Here I'll guide you back. At least you'll have someone to keep you on the right path back." He moves his arm behind you to guide you out and start you off in the right direction.

"Sooo.... can we not mention how you and I met? It's kind of embarrassing and I don't want anyone to think I was being weird or anything, aha..." you try to laugh it off, nervously. Please, please, please say yes.

"Of course I won't. Haha. It'll be our little secret." He says with a wink and a friendly smile.

A few minutes later, you're both standing in front of another door. You reach for the handle but then look up suddenly and search around the doorway.

"What are you doing?" Seonghwa asks confused and a little concerned.

You freeze and mumble, "...making sure this isn't a men's bathroom..."

He chuckles, reaches around you and opens the door. "Its not the bathroom." he leans in and whispers and waves a hand towards the room.

He's laughing at you cause you're actually competing with the shrew on who has the smaller brain of all the mammals.

AGAIN?! REALLY? Do you have nothing better to do with your time? Is this all you're good for? For something that can only ever be inside my mind, you sure can't seem to grasp what I think of you.

You take a deep breath and step through the threshold separating you and all of Ateez. Seonghwa walks in behind you.... and you both stop dead in your tracks.

...what.

You both see a circle of guys around someone and they're all cheering. Who's in the middle?

There's Mingi..Yeosang.. Wooyoung...Jongho...San... and Hongjoong is in the corner covering his face in what looks like defeat and slight disappointment. No... no hes trying to hide his laughter.

... and... Seonghwa is with me.. so that leaves...

You and Seonghwa step closer to the group.

Yup. Its Yunho. Annnd he's doing a headstand on the couch while a frustrated makeup artist tries to clean off his face.

You let out a snort. Fuck.

All eyes are on you now. 8 beautiful sets of eyes. And one set that is clearly used to Yunhos and the groups shenanigans. Lovely.

The makeup artist throws her hands up and leaves and Yunho rolls forward of the couch and does an elaborate spin and bows to his cheering audience. These boys were crazy. You couldn't wait to get to know them.

"Milady." He walks up to you and bows holding out his hand for yours with a twinkle in his eye. Seonghwa and Hongjoong move to disperse the others away so you two can have a semi private moment.

You stare into the eyes again and your eyes trace down his long arms to his lovely hands and fingers. Oh he's waiting for me! Flustered you place your hand in his with a slap.

You're face turns a deep shade of red.

Omg. Did I just slap his hand? I was only trying to put my hand in his gently and I spazzed. Cool beans.

Yunho laughs and kisses the back of your hand gingerly, never breaking eye contact. "I'm so happy you're here, my treasure, my baby bunny."