#or straight up leave themself so the other person can't do it first

[byanyan]

Your Lifetrap is...

multiple lifetraps

You appear to have multiple, equally prominent lifetraps. It is possible that you have several lifetraps that are all strongly expressed and which co-exist in you. But, on the other hand, it is also possible that one of these lifetraps is your primary one and that the others merely accentuate it. We are unable to say.

tagged by:ㅤstole it from @gnarledbite bc i physically could not resist

[pinkchrissysposts]

☆LAST POST,THE FINAL ADVICE☆

(Basically answers to asks I got)

Ok first thing first there is no one here to help you manifest,not the bloggers,not me, no one,if reading multiple post on same topic can't help you then why do expect bloggers to help you who are gonna give you same advice,they have been mentioning on their posts. It's not like they are writing about different things,every bloggers are telling you the same thing YOUR 4D/imagination is the true reality,you just have to PERSIST and be CONSISTENT. No like seriously I really feel like you guys are just lazy,why are you depend on bloggers,Im not saying that you can't ask for help and by help i mean understanding certain concept or doubts but you straight up ask to help you manifest or coaching don't do that until and unless they themself mention about being a coach,because see we have a life of our own too,we are God but also human who are busy in their life. Bloggers post this amazing posts talking about law and how beautiful it is. But y'all are so into the victim mindset,as if you are the only one suffering,which is correct YOU are the reason you are seeing the person taking away your sp,you are so into imagining yourself in a broke state and dwell in it,because you feel comfort in it,get a bit uncomfortable dear,you'll endup being comfortable.

You cannot just get comfortable when you are transfered in a new school,new class and the new environment,you first adjust,you go to the school everyday and get used to the new environment then you get comfortable isn't it guys. Manifesting is exactly like this you get in the state of having the desire,it feels uncomfortable,fake,delusional but the more you persist the more you get used to this feeling of knowing. It's not even necessary to be in the state a 24/7,because we are in different state all the time,just when you remember about the desire get in the state or do whatever fulfills you.

No amount of methods won't be useful if you are not even persisting and keep look for 3d validation. To sum up everything all you have to to is persist. Bloggers won't be there for you all the damn time,most of you want to manifest being independent but with a mindset of a dependent person,who are depend on other's for method and doesn't even persist in it then cries,and trauma dump on other's dm.

There is no use of DMing us too you know,we as bloggers are the one end up getting bored or annoyed,because I'm telling y'all legit leave another method and come up with a new one,I have about 50+ dms and asks asking me how to manifest or trauma dumping telling me how they aren't able to manifest,dear of course you won't be able to manifest if you keep looking for validation. I'm not saying that your circumstances aren't that bad,it's probably really hard for you but darling,everyone had faced this challenge,it's hard but learn to ignore the 3D even if it was right on your face. Be stubborn when it comes to manifesting,it took me alot of time as well to adapt that mindset,so I read alot of fanfics where reader gets whatever they want this really got me into the brat mindset,you can also find methods or ways that you help you feel fulfill,I don't care what method you are using JUST DO WHAT FULFILLS YOU NOT ME,I've got alot of asking if they should do or this,you know honey do what you believe is gonna work for you,I'm not the one using that method,i purposely don't even reply because I want you guys to try it out yourselves. That's what every bloggers did too,they learn to trust themselves and their imagination.

OK here, since most of you ask me to help manifest I'm challenging you,for the next two weeks,affirm robotically for your desire,lazy to affirm? You shouldn't be,because majority of you complain about not being able to get in a state and endup saying you'll affirm,then do exactly that.

Wavering? Keep affirming and persist.

Don't believe the affirmations? Keep affirming and persist.

Seeing the opposite? Keep affirming and persist.

Make those affirmation your dominant thought,you will know when it will become your dominant thought when it come up on it's own and you don't get effected by the negative thoughts.

But Chrissy some say affirmation don't work. SO? Keep affirming don't be a weakling just because it didn't work for them doesn't mean it will not work for you,you are not them,you are YOU ,they probably didn't even affirm enough or probably checked their 3D,there are many successful people who affirm Jennifer Lopez,Ice Spice and my fav Taylor Tookes despite being petite she still become a model and even walk on runway and now in cover magazines,if they can do it why can't you,they also affirmed right? Not gonna lie majority of the successful people who are into manifestation are into affirming.

Also log out of X and Tumblr,yes it can be motivating to see success stories or reading motivation but they are of no use,you might see a new post talking about a new method and end up leaving affirming and start following that method. Instead you should've scroll on tiktok,or youtube or making vision board while affirming,it's way easier to then wasting your time here reading posts on same topic written in different ways or perspective. So instead just log out and affirm and PERSIST.

If you are so stubborn about the fact that you can't manifest,then start being stubborn about the fact that you can manifest.

This is now my last post I will be logging out might come to check in sometimes happy manifesting🪷.

[remember-the-fanfics]

My writing is off because I had a sugar rush starting and then it went everywhere it wasn't planned to go but I went with it

◇Set before the pilot only because Alastor would kill the man before he came inside because he lacked any manners.♧

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(Y/n) was arguing with someone who didn't actually wanted to work while under contract, usually would happen in their own territory but the sinner had sought them out while at the hotel.

(Y/n) and Angel Dust was sitting in the lounge, talking about their day until a sinner rushed in, loudly requested to get out of their contract. (Y/n) quickly try to deescalate the situation.

"Look if you want out, join the hotel to better yourself-."

"I ain't doing this rainbow fruity bullshit! You're working me to hard, I want out!"

"You, exactly Timothy Johnson, work less than 32 a week. That's around 6 hour a day for a five day week because you get the weekend off." Said (Y/n), getting stern.

"I just wanted the housin' and free shit."

"You knew what you signed, Timothy. I gave you multiple times to say no, you and I both set up the time for you to work. You have an easy job!"

"Customers are assholes, they ain't being respectful to me!" He said, lying which (Y/n) knew the moment he spoke. The young overlord made sure customer services wasn't a nightmare it was on Earth, sinners that live in (Y/n)'s territory knew to be respectful to each other because (Y/n) would know if someone wasn't.

"Respect goes both ways, Timothy. I know you never worked customer service before but you should atleast know not to try and fight a kid." (Y/n) said, who sat up straight. "I've already have alot of complaints, 5 from that incident alone, I could move you some other job..?"

"I want out of our deal, I don't wanna work for you." Said Timothy crossing his arms, not letting go of the topic.

"I cannot, you still have four years left." (Y/n) said, tired of arguing with the man infront of someone. "It haven't even a month..."

"You said you had a free trail-!"

"The first week was it and You said you were fine then! I checked up on you every two days, making sure everything was fine and it was."

"(Y/n), maybe you should just let him go. He seems like a waste anyway." Said Angel Dust. "He doesn't want your free shit so just drop him."

"N-no! That shit is still mine!" Said Timothy.

"It will be when the contract is over." Said (Y/n). "I made all of this very clear during the whole thing. I explained it and let you read it over before you signed anything." They stood up looking confused at Timothy.

"I must of skimmed over some parts." He said nervously. "I just wanted a place to sleep! Not dealing with a kid, who thinks that they can boss adults around."

"Nothing is for free, you either join the hotel and better yourself or stay under contract." Said (Y/n) before Angel Dust tried to ask.

"What will make him stay at the hotel-."

"Quiet, addict!" Interrupted Timothy pointing at Angel Dust. "No one cares what you say."

"Speak to him like again and no one will ever hear you say anything again." Said (Y/n) before Timothy decided to dig himself a deeper hole with a stupid idea.

"Oh. You actually care for the idiots at the dusty ass shack?" Said Timothy laughing. "I can't believe that!"

(Y/n) just glared at the sinner, they had feeling where this would go if they didn't do anything.

"Listen." They said in a voice they don't usually use, getting closer to Timothy, becoming taller."If you don't leave and go find a hole to die in, I will personally hand your soul off to someone who would find good use for it and it will not be easy like what I've been letting you do."

They were invading his personal space, Timothy swore he saw them everywhere afterwards.

"Understand? Then leave."

With a meek nod of approval, Timothy bolted away. After (Y/n) returned to normal, dusted themself off.

"I keep forgetting that you're actually an Overlord." Said Angel Dust after collecting himself from what (Y/n) just did.

"Yea- uh. Yeah, ugh that voice messes with my throat to much. But I'm sorry that happen infront of you usually sinners would wait till I get back to pester me." Said (Y/n) sitting back down.

"5 dollars he pissed himself."

"You're on."

-

Timothy will return for vengeance later (tomorrow) also lore on how you died because I need to write it.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

based on my last ask, i imagine it going a few different ways depending on who shows up

someone like Charles and/or possibly his mate (?) who i can see sitting and talking to reader to give them the chance to make the right choice, perhaps he brought a few of the other platonic yans as backup to catch them if on the off chance reader makes the wrong choice, if they do it’s ok everyone makes mistakes sometimes and their still just a guppy afterall

maybe someone like rouge and gambit show up? someone who’s perfectly capable of sweet talking and coddling reader right back into the nest where they belong maybe a little manipulative but anything to get their petite (i think i spelled that right?) back home with the rest of their siblings, they sure won’t be able to get away with that trick again though

or perhaps someone a bit more brash and straight to the point like logan shows up someone who is can see just taking reader back to the nest first and focusing on the inevitable talk after their both home where they’re safe with the rest of their family

Oooooooooo... I like it!

It's quiet, waiting for them to approach them. The waves crash softly onto the shore, the birds are quiet, and the sand clumps between their toes.

Heh.

They missed this.

Reader feels themself sobering, going back to defensive, when the caretakers and older guppies approach them.

Hmmm... Just Logan, and Rogue and Remy right now... But they know they aren't the only ones there. They can see a ripple across the water, can faintly hear the slither of scales and fins against wet sand...

Reader doesn't want to go.

But they aren't given much choice.

"C'mon, kid. We need ta get back. Yer siblings are waitin' fer ya," Logan grumbles, gesturing for Reader to get up. Reader doesn't know how he can switch between siren and human forms so easily, but it shouldn't surprise them, really.

Reader shakes their head, staring out at the water. "I... I don't want to go..."

"Kid, pup, we need ta go. This isn't tha place ta have this talk," Logan tries, but Reader makes a pained noise and suddenly he's sitting dowj next to them. "Okay, okay... Why don't ya want ta leave? Yer not in danger, kid... Ya know that, don'tcha?" Reader nods hesitantly, a frown on their lips.

"I... this is my life. I don't want to abandon it. It's... it's mine. Just because I can, what, turn into a fish person now, doesn't mean I want to give everything else up! I just... This is all I know. I... I don't want to leave it..." Reader sighs. They can feel tears entering their eyes, and they can hear the tremble in their own voice. "I don't want to go..."

A hand rubs gently at their back, and soon Reader is crying, curling in on themself. They don't want to be seen so vulnerable, so upset, by someone who kidnapped them, or by the other guppies, or by any of them. But they can't hold it in any longer, and it pours out like a drowning torrent.

"Shhhhh... Shhhhhh... It'll be okay, kid. Just get it out. That's it, just breathe, let it all out," coaches Logan, who's still there, pulling them against him into a sidehug. His warmth feels nice, especially in the rough chill of the early morning. "We can go back ta tha nest and let yer hatchmates see ya, yeah? I'm sure they'd cheer ya up. They wouldn't want ya ta be sad. C'mon, guppy, let's go," he whispers softly, going to scoop Reader up. Yet the moment Reader feels his hands scooping under them, ready to take then back into the ocean, they panic, and in one swift motion-

PLOP!

They fall out of them, running across the beach.

They dodge past Remy and Rogue, who try to follow, both trying to calm them, but Reader doesn't want to be calm, they want to go home, home where they're not a siren and they aren't being chased and where everything makes sense. They make it, just a bit farther up the sand dunes, before something tackles them from behind.

Reader kicks, crying out as they feel themself tugged into a large, vice-like grip.

" 'M sorry, kid... But ya aren't runnin' back ta tha humans. Yer gonna come back, you are goin' straight to tha nest, and yer stayin' there. Ya do not run from me. Ya do not run from us. We are yer caretakers, and that means we are takin' care of ya. We know what's best fer ya. Just relax, 'kay, kid?" The hands around them are familiar, the same ones that almost killed them, that then tried to nurse them...

Why did it have to be Victor who followed them?

Reader hears the song before they realize what's going on, and by then, they're too far under to fight it or even register that somethings wrong. They chirp, questioning their sharptoothed caretaker, who only brushes a clawed hand through their hair, purring love-calm-safe at them... And Reader can't resist sinking further into it... Their two older siblings are with longclawed caretaker, who they happily trill at, wanting to say hello. Other caretaker sighs, but pats them on the head, while their two older nestmates chuckle slightly. They aren't sure what's going on, but they can't help but relax further...

"Okay, back in tha water, kids," growls one of the caretakers, and then they're slipping under, bubbles rising around them as the salty depths swallow them up. It's gentle, soothing... And the deeper they go, the calmer Reader feels, until finally... They're deep asleep...

[sorcerous-caress]

Don't worry I'm definitely not rushing!! There's so much content and I'm still learning- stuff like wizards and warlocks scare me since they seem so complicated so I've been using Karlach and Lazael since they seem more straight forward for now. Astarion is definitely my favorite playstyle though- I've always loved Ninjas so being able to do 2 bonus actions is...*so* nice! Yeah- I can't say I'm surprised at the fixation 😅

Admittedly, I do absolutely adore him and am looking forward to writing for him; already have a fic in progress in fact- but I've seen a very similar thing happen to another character where he's either made entirely negative and insane or entirely positive and has to be "protected" when it's really a mix of both. Some parts of fandom I think are just like that 😅 Glad I found here and other more indie blogs who focus on npcs and niches though too so I get a wider variety!!

I'm so weak to being patronized and being talked to all condescending like and I just imagine this mean, bully male drow just targeting this crybaby Human in camp. They try to act all tough, but the drow just knows they're being a brat so he'll put them in their place. He's so damn *mean*- and he only gets worse when they run to their camp mates for help, or to hide. He steals your diary, telling you to "come get it" in a note he leaves them and they have no choice but to reluctantly leave their camp mates tent to go into the forest. It's dark- and even with their weapons, the Human's hypervigilant- but they still get taken off guard. Pulled back against a tree by their fragile little throat. Reading their most personal thoughts to blackmail them- ugh. Their crush in camp- how desperate they are, maybe even their secret kinks and desires? Gods, I'm so weak.

Oh God- or imagine a Human who's *scared* of the dark? Or a Drow who makes them scared of the dark by constantly frightening them during it? The predator/prey dynamic? *Please*. Also, self-indulgent(like all this *isn't* lmao-) because I'm sick atm and can't take large pills but Drow watching a Human work themself up to taking the medicine and just- taking it himself and then kissing them to force it in their mouth, not breaking it till they swallow, purple fingers dragging down their throat to make them shiver and raise thier shoulders. You've ruined me author. I can't do this. 😭 When I transfer my side blog to my new main blog I may have to write something for this dynamic because of you. So glad I could make your day a little brighter like you do ours lovely! Thank you for all that you do, as always! Sorry this is so long- the writer inspiration hit out of nowhere lol ❤️ -S

Fuck yeah ninja Astarion, let's fucking go!

That sounds wonderful anon, feel free to share your fic whenever you're finished <3 I'm sure it will be amazing.

And god yes, you get it, the whole human kink thing. Especially how condcending the elves would be with it, fuck especially the drows who already think they're above other elves.

Like maybe the other species keep their restraints a bit while in the party with the human, as much as their mind runs wild, they attempt to show some decorum and dignity. Only act like the perverts they are when the human isn't watching.

But once the male drow joins them? He's picking on the pathetic little human on his first day. Pulling and picking at your clothes, asking if humans really just walk around wearing slutty clothes all day?

He probably gets off on tormenting you, reminding you how he's hundreds of years older than you so you should shush your pretty little mouth and let him do what he wants, afterall aren't you humans so obsessed with showing respect for age? Then show him the respect he deserves whenever he pulls you on his lap, out of the blue and without a care to whoever is watching.

It's like second nature to him how casually he demeans your entire being, everything you ever hoped to achieved he probably has already, every place you wanted to see or travel to he has already seen, most historical events you read about he has lived through himself.

So in every way, he tells you that he clearly better than you. So don't go whining whenever he steals your diary and taunts you with all of your embarrassing secrets, or whenever he takes something precious from you and make you beg for him to give it back.

He teaches you some words in drow elvish, excepts they're completely not what he told you they meant. Watching you confidently call yourself his personal slut when you thought you were saying something else. Refuses to give you his name, makes you use all of these titles that are so humiliating to yell outloud midbattle, but he won't help you if you don't use them so poor you.

[luthien-under-bough]

I'm a few days late on this, because it all went down as I was on my way to go to go camping for the weekend, but I wanted to make a comment regardless.

On Friday afternoon I was alerted to the fact that someone had plagiarised one of my fics - a two-shot I posted in September/October of last year. This person mixed it with the work of another author in the fandom, and presented it as their own story - in the same fandom and pairing.

At first, it seemed they had just copied the summary of my fic (which is an excerpt from the story itself, and honestly still not okay), but upon closer inspection, I realized this person copied, word for word, almost my entire fic , and pasted it into the second and third chapters of their "story." Essentially every line was copied, the same structure preserved, with minimal changes made.

The rest of their "story" was cobbled together from entire lines and paragraphs taken from another author's fic (an extremely popular one on in the fandom, at that - so I'm not sure how they expected this to go unnoticed or un-called out). So truly this was a straight up ripoff and remix of our two stories.

I think even now, my brain is still reeling from the fact that this person felt it was perfectly okay to directly copy my work (and the other author's), change a handful of words, and present it as their own. I can't pretend to understand what goes through someone's mind to decide to do something like this. I understand the desire to write, obviously, and the struggle that sometimes comes along with not being able to translate your desire to the page. I also understand the desire for engagement with your work, for praise and attention, because let's be real - as much as we may write for ourselves, it feels fucking great for other people to read your stuff and to like it. There's nothing better than gushing over your writing with other fans!

But none of that excuses stealing. And what this person did was theft, plain and simple. And it is completely unnacceptable. You don't get to reap the benefits of creating without putting in the effort. You don't get to take shortcuts. You don't get to LARP as a fic writer.

(This person also had the audacity to include in their author's notes commentary about how "difficult" it was to write certain chapters, or how they drew from their own trauma to do so. When from what I can tell, there was little to no original writing contained within this "story" whatsoever. I don't claim to know what is wrong with this person other than their blatant lack of respect for other writers, but if you have your own issues to work through, do it through your own original writing. Or, if my writing inspired you somehow, leave a comment - don't steal my work.)

The story has been taken down already - whether by the poster themself after a number of readers and fellow writers went to their comments to call out this bad behavior, or due to it being swiftly reported to ao3 as plagiarism - so I don't want to belabor the point. But needless to say, this left a bad taste in my mouth. I'm not going to private my fics, or even archive lock them at this point, but it has made me wary, and left me a little skittish that it could happen again.

I don't want to entirely dwell on the negative, though. The immediate and passionate response from other writers, and readers was so reassuring. It's heartwarming to know that there is a supportive community here that has each other's backs. At the end of the day, this fandom has brought me so much more good than bad, and I treasure the genuine friends and connections I have made.

And I think that might be what bothers me the most - the theft of my work upsets me, of course, but this kind of behavior is what drives people out of fandom, and destroys the communities that so many of us have built. And if you wanted attention and connection - you could have gotten it by writing your own story, and joining one of the many communities that exists in the fandom. I guess if you just want kudos, then the rest of it is meaningless. But if what you wanted out of this was genuine connection with other fans, readers, and writers - well, you did just about the worst thing you could possibly to to ensure you never gain access to that. So in a way, I pity this person.

But make no mistake - if I see this happen again, with this person or any other "author" - my empathy will evaporate entirely.

At the end of the day, this whole situation just made me even more grateful for the friends I've made, and reassured me that there are mostly good people in the fandom - and to not let these bad faith participants ruin it for everyone.

If you made it this far - thank you for enduring my rambling. I have zero expectations for this post other than to serve as the braindump I so desperately needed. Thanks for listening. 💜

[omni-scient-pan-da]

When I was 11 I had a very mild crush on this guy, but EVERYONE in our grade liked him and he had a different girlfriend (and sometimes boyfriend) every week so I stopped having feelings for him and at the end of 6th grade he had a girlfriend that (as far as I'm aware of) he's still together with to this day

Five months later, we've found ourselves sitting next to each other in five classes a day every day in 7th grade and he's my best friend, and we're texting and he keeps complimenting me and I, half joking and half serious, text him "Haha, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you have a crush on me"

And he goes "Well, maybe a little one"

We're 12, but he has a girlfriend, that at that point didn't mean much of anything, but it still leaves me wondering why I wasn't good enough for him to say anything before he had a girlfriend

Flashforward two years later, I'm 14, and I've realized I'm gay, and Genevieve is the most beautiful girl in the entire world

She's smart and funny and creative and I love the way she smiles and when the sun hits her hair just the right way it looks golden and I am so completely enamored by her, SO enamored by her in fact that she's the person that made me realize I was gay in the first place

But Genevieve is obsessed with this guy that doesn't even know she exists, has been for a year now, and I know I don't stand a chance because she rambles about him all the time and I, in an attempt to relate, tell her about my own crush

"That's beautiful" she tells me, in awe of the ways I go on and on about this mystery person I refuse to tell her the name of "I wish someone loved me like that"

And I so desperately want to tell her that I do, that I'm talking about her, that I love her like that, that I adore her, that she can do no wrong in my eyes but I know she doesn't want me to love her like that, so I keep my mouth shut for a few more months until it comes out on accident and slowly but surely I get over it, until I can listen to the songs that used to remind me of her without feeling like I'm going to throw up over it

Two more years later, I'm 16, and the most kindhearted girl I've ever met wants to be friends

We met in the musical we were both in and one day she walks in reading my favorite book of all time, and I'm not great at talking to people, but I am great at talking about books and we ramble until we discover common interest after common interest and I love her

And I look at her and think about how very easy it would be to fall in love with her, but she's straight and she has a boyfriend, so I force myself not to get too attached

I'm 17, and I'm dancing with May, arm in arm, being spun around the dance floor, having my romcom moment in the middle of a dance circle, laughter spilling past my lips as they twirl me around and my dress swirls out around me

And I know I'm so far gone there's no hope in turning back

May gets me, May understands me, May and I are SO similar there's no way they can't feel the same way, we're holding hands and cuddling and we joke about sharing our first kiss on top of the tallest Ferris wheel in the world so we could have an epic story to tell year from now, but there's no time and so instead we settle for kissing each other on the cheek in front of the Ferris wheel instead

We're inseparable, I'm their wife, and I love them, I so desperately love them and they love me too, they've said it themself, they love me queer platonically but I know in my heart that means so much more to me than it ever has or ever will to them

But I can't give up without trying, and they're leaving for China soon and I'm leaving for college shortly after, so I pour my heart out

18 letters

18 desperate pathetic cries for them to feel even a sliver of what I feel for them

"I had a bit of a crush on you" confesses the "straight" girl that just so happened to be reading my favorite book when we became friends

Except, she didn't "just so happen" to be reading my favorite book, she saw me reading it, and went out and bought the same one the very same day so we'd have something in common

"You're one of my favorite seniors and I'm going to miss you so much next year, I don't know what I'll do without you" she tells me, giving me a tight hug before going back to hold her new boyfriend's hand, because of course she doesn't feel that way anymore

The letters are already in motion and though it's months before I'll get a response deep down I know what May will say in response

"I'm sorry, I don't feel the same way, I don't want to hurt you but I hope we can still be friends," they reassure me later on

"No no, it's okay, I'm fine, I promise, I just needed to get it off my chest is all" I tell them, furiously scrubbing at my tears before taking a selfie to prove to them that I'm perfectly and totally fine, and hoping if I tell myself that enough times the statement will be true

And then college, and isolation, and hopelessness and then a spark of hope in the pouring rain and finally, finally, someone who feels the same way I do, who wants the same thing I do, and finally, I think that I can make this whole romance thing work, and now that I have the very thing I've been dreaming of the whole time I'm going to do whatever I can to keep it, except... Apparently they don't feel the same way I do, or don't want the same thing I do, and everything with Phoenix falls to pieces too

I like him and he doesn't start liking me til he has a girlfriend

She wishes someone loved her the way I loved her but doesn't want me to be the one to love her like that

She likes me so much she puts every single thoughtful gesture she can into getting us to be closer together, but doesn't care to admit it until her feelings have faded and she's found someone else so she doesn't have to worry about facing her change in sexuality

They wanted a fairytale romance, and didn't feel the same way after months of acting like a couple to all go down the drain and for them to end up with someone they confessed to on a whim

They say they want the same thing I do, but they're only caught up in what I can give them and don't care to give themself to me in return

I've offered my bleeding heart out on a platter and the best I can ever get in return is a halfhearted confession from someone that's already secure in the knowledge that they have someone that cares so very deeply about them, without having to risk a single hair on their head

And I'm left wondering what lesson I'm not learning that leaves me in the same predicament time and time again

[sylvaridreams]

4, 7, and 12 for alba and auruim PWEASEEEEEE :3

ask game! -- you can tell it's late and I'm very sleepy, I'm meandering through these answers as if I don't know that the shortest path between two points is a straight line...

4. How do they feel about their past/younger self?

Alba I think is quietly nostalgic for the way things were when he was a sapling, before the world grabbed onto him and shook like a dog that wouldn't let go. Some part of him wishes he had never become Commander, had never taken the steps to become who he is now-- but he also thinks that's very selfish of him to feel that way, and wrong, and so he quashes the feeling down and tells himself that his younger years don't matter to him, that he wouldn't willingly return to a time in his life where he was blissfully naive and happy and unaware of how badly everything out there wanted to hurt him.

Auruim views his younger self as a weakling, incapable of self defense or fulfilling any kind of meaningful destiny-- and then of course, beneath that he's sad at the loss of his own innocence, that he could be failed by the world and left unprotected so young. In some ways I think he still mourns the person he came from, that he lived such a short and sad life before being turned into something twisted and ugly.

7. If asked to list a few fun facts about themself, what would they say?

I think Alba would lie and claim to be very boring to get out of answering, and again Auru would run away from the question entirely. Alba is secretive and private and Auruim is a prey animal in the body of a monster and they're both very boring to ask open ended questions about themselves as a result. Booo! I'll answer for them then.

Alba sleepwalks when he's stressed, can technically "cook" but can't follow recipes and it never turns out great as a result, and has low alcohol tolerance; so low that he's drunk after one drink and starts openly saying things that he maybe shouldn't. Auruim wears glasses -- but has to be forced to wear them, and they have several backup pairs on standby for when he inevitably breaks them on accident or in anger. He can't eat sweet foods without getting sick but gets jealous when people have things that he doesn't, likes to draw but gets angry and embarrassed when people see, and isn't allowed to drink at all out of fear it'll impact his health and the reform process.

12. Generally, what's most people's first impression of them? + What impression do they *want* to leave on others?

I think the first impression Alba leaves on most people is maybe kind of overshadowed by him being The Commander. People tend to be so awed and overwhelmed meeting him that they don't notice any incompetence in the moment. Obviously the same isn't true in Elona, Cantha -- places where his role is unknown and he's just some guy who shows up and starts doing shit. Aside from having to deal with all the paperwork and bullshit, Rama thought it was funny just how clumsily Alba managed to trip and fall through the Mists and fall flat on his face in Seitung. It was almost kind of cute, in a helpless, hapless kind of way. As far as how Alba wants to be perceived on meeting people, he definitely wants the title that he's earned, he wants that to come first and color how people see him off the bat, otherwise people will notice he's kind of a fuckup. He realized during SotO that he really Did Not Like not being recognized for his accolades and made to prove himself all over again, especially while badly wounded and isolated and far from home.

The first impression Auruim has on people is fear and a sense of wrongness. People notice him out of a crowd right away; he's big. He looks strange. He looks frightening. I've tried to explain that basically, although they don't look "mordrem" to themselves anymore, my mordrem look "mordrem" ENOUGH to other people to scare them. It's sort of a sense of wrongness, an almost uncanny valley -esque feeling that these aren't sylvari. Auruim wants people who meet him to respect him and think he's clever and competent and deserving of praise, but that's rarely the case.

[mercurytrinemoon]

hello girl, hope ur doing okay. i need your opinion on something only if you want.. i was wondering, if someone is in a 6 year long relationship but it’s been rocky lately, and unfullfilling and one person was even unfaithful and developed love for someone else, plus said person is having a saturn return in 7th house, pluto squaring her moon for years to come and uranus squaring her venus - do you think it’s more likely the relationship will end during saturn return because it’s gotten kinda dragged out and ran out of its course? or maybe get through it and get stronger, maybe end in marriage? or is it impossible to predict the outcome?

thank you and have a nice day xoxo

Hiiii

I HATE to be negative about this but that does not look good. You can't really 100% predict stuff with astrology, you can only point out the biggest possibilities and if Saturn return started in the 7th and with it came along troubles then that's a first red flag. It's not just a Saturn transit through the 7th, it's there natally so it calls for reevaluation and thinking maturely. This is not the time for wishful thinking unfortunately but about cold facts and being honest with oneself when it comes to relationships.

Even putting astrology aside, if one person was unfaithful and found themself another object of affection? Just straight nope.

Pluto squaring moon doesn't have to be crucial in this case, unless someone starts to have secrets or starts to be overly suspicious over the other person. Uranus square venus does usually bring disruptions in relationship - this is big for being unfaithful/breaking up or simply wanting to break free to try new things in love. Uranus transits also usually result in relationships that aren't typical (open, long-distance etc) so I highly doubt this would smooth out any bumps in the current one.

Astrologically speaking, best case scenario is a breakup and then getting back together in a few years when saturn leaves the 7th house. I really do hate to say all of this but judging from your message, you kind of already feel how it's going to end. If something is unfulfilling then I don't think it makes sense to keep it going.

Hope that helped a bit!

[dzchris]

hello, it's jamie, again, still, this time here to introduce absolute piece of trash chris kwon. i still am also the mun of @dzyuanjun and @dzyena i will not let you all forget i fear. yet again no plot page here (yet, i say hopefully, delusionally even) buuuut do feel free to read his profile and biography respectively. or don't. i'm not here to tell you what to do. i'll leave a rundown of them (derogatory) below the cut so feel free to check that out too. feel free to like this post or send me an im or if you prefer discord, just say so and i'll add you there

triggers: parental neglect, bullying 

chris kwon... my beloathed... can't stand their bitchass

non-binary, goes by he/they pronouns in general, just he/him works tho, in work settings and stuff

a cali boy (gender neutral), grew up in the states hence their perpetual 'relatable western-korean idol' stint that baekho media shoves down everyone's throats

grew up in a rocky family situation, mother's side is korean diaspora that settled in the us and their dad was a korean nepotism baby studying in the states for pretentious rich people reasons. no shocker that chris' dad was out the door the second he realized he had knocked his not all that serious fling up

chris' mom is... not that much better. kind of a hot mess of a person. def not capable of raising a child, leave alone one she kinda rlly didn't want

chris isn't privy to the fine details but at some point during very early childhood they almost got put in the system on grounds of child negligence but his aunt (his mother's sister) stepped in at the last moment and took over custody, chris and their mother both have been living with his aunt and her family ever since (which tbh is as long as chris can remember)

so obviously his bond with his mom is also Not Great, his aunt always tried her best as far as she could but tbh with his uncle and his older cousins also kinda despising chris' bitchass, family stuff has always been tricky

school wasn't much better, chris got picked on a lot as a kid and he always retaliated with outbursts or violence or something that vein which in turn always got him in even more trouble

yeah, chris has always been an angry defensive kid,,, still is a i fear

went to an alpha entertaiment audition with friends and somehow??? got in??? they were also kinda surprised by that but hey they were more than willing to take the excuse to get out their family situation and just yeet to korea instead, so they did

training under alpha ent was... not a good time... not for chris or any of the other trainees tbh. chris didn't really have much experience backing him up and quickly found himself with a raging inferiority complex which in turn only... made them Angrier and More Competitive

ngl they spent most of the 5? 6? years under alpha just arguing and fighting with just about anyone he could

ofc, clover debuted and chris wasnt in the debut line-up lmao

what did he expect 1) he couldn't stand any of these bitches and 2) i think they would have combusted on the spot if they had to sing baby

chris stuck another handful of years in alpha after that, continuing their shitty attitude vibe, not rlly sure what else to do with himself

until eventual baekho media hit them up like hey bestieeee wanna join our label if you do we'll promise you a spot on our upcoming survival show as one of our own label's representatives

and what was chris gonna do? say no?

they were kinda rlly popular on top five? they had like 5/6 years worth of trainee experience and baekho milked tf out of that 'former alpha trainee that was supposed to be in clover' narrative

was it true? no but it did earn chris the number one spot in the very first episode, not falling out of the top three for the first half-ish or so of the show

chris seemed kinda set for debut but ofc, like all good things in their life, they had to ruin it for themself

as he acted all around selfish, difficult, confrontational and sometimes straight up Mean to the other competitors, aided by very dramatic evil editing, chris found himself slipping down the rankings until he was actually not in the top 5 for the first time since the beginning of the show by the last episode before the finale

they ended up scraping in at fifth place, barely, and tbh chris has a tiny personal conspiracy theory that maybe baekho media rigged them into that fifth place spot. no real evidence for that. just cuz chris doubts he could've brought anything to a good end by himself

so yeah, top five is over now, 5ummit set to debut and chris is,,, impossibly struggling with overcoming the urge to fistfight their new members on a daily basis, to not see them as competition but as coworkers anymore

needless to say chris is bad at making friends, he's generally guarded and mean and callous, which as a not-even-debuted-yet idol is something that makes it very easy to come across as rude or disrespectful

chris can be charming and flirty in that fuckboy-y (gender neutral) sense when they want to be, the cool badboy (gender neutral) archetype

but most of the time he's just, a poorly held together pile of anger issues and feelings of inferiorty

so yeah,,,, have fun trying to befriend chris,,, they're a piece of work

they're??? kinda trying to no longer be evil, just want to experience love and affection now but it's an uphill battle, that's for sure

[nonbinoclard]

reblogging with the first attempt and a try at a full body model

thoughts abt character writing in-game and a quest line below cut :]

when i started out trying to draw myself in the de style, i kind of started coming up with a vague sort of character arc related to finding meaning in life, or motivation to live-- something i struggle a lot with still (i'm okay, but i have my days. anyway)

basic facts and details:

occupation- can't decide if they would be a university student (it would be kind of fun to have them be a floating member of the communist book group) or unemployed maybe?

usual haunts- a regular at the bookstore, but just hides in a corner somewhere and reads without paying. plaisance is incredibly peeved but its not like the store gets many customers anyway so whats the point in chasing them out? theyre an insomniac, so they can only be found between the hours of roughly 1600-0200. when the bookstore is closed they move to the balcony where cindy usually is-- can't decide whether they hang out together, or maybe cindy's already settled in her room by the time they get back? shrugs.

quest line- Find the Meaning of Life

"you notice a regular at the book shop that always seems to have their face buried in a book at every opportunity. it's almost like they believe that if they just immerse themself enough into the fantasy worlds described within them, the world as we know it would finally disappear, and they could leave this reality. remind you of anyone?"

i imagine a sort of slow burn story over a couple of days (similar to Rene) where you can chip away at the facade (maybe they start off generally friendly and talkative before becoming more withdrawn and solemn with each day) until the culminating night where you find them on the balcony, and have to do your best to talk them down

i just think it would be really interesting to see how it would play out with Harry, having this guy who is NOTORIOUS in the area for being actively suicidal, making allusions to and *straight up* suicide threats and telling him: you have to convince this person that there IS a reason to keep living. can you give any advice that would be helpful?

there's something to be said for how Kim would react too, considering how he is in *general* when it comes to high tension/emotion situations, but idk how to explain it. its like a really, really challenging thought experiment to me, trying to think of how to motivate others to live their lives when you.... dont really want to yourself

aaaand maybe i want a pep talk from the detectives. okay? sue me

my second attempt at drawing myself in the de style 😁✌️

[raggedy-dxctor]

being poly with laszlo and nadja

pairing(s): laszlo x gn!reader x nadja

warnings: none just fluffy poly nadja and laszlo :]]

ok where to start. they're literally both so affectionate to you like. never ending pecks on the cheek and hand holding

sometimes they'll squabble over you, but then remember that they can just share you because you love them both

"why the fuck are we even arguing about this!! they wouldn't ever let either of us take them in a date without the other!!" "WELL- oh... yeah my love you're right..." // "why can't we just leave this?! they love us both equally!!" "....i suppose you're right actually yeah"

at firat they had absolutely no idea what a polyamorous closed relationship was because they're just so used to having an open relationship, but after a momth they get the hang of it and just absolutely love it. and honestly? they feel as if you're the piece they've been missing

it's a good job it did work out too because nadja's jealousy would've been absolutely insufferable if she saw you with someone other than her and laszlo

they're both very protective of you like if someone comes up to you and flirts with you, they'll bare their fangs at the person and hiss, telling them to get lost. nadja is especially agressive this, she once threatened to chop a person's tongue out if they didn't stop flirting with you, while laszlo just glared at tjem and told them and told them to watch themself

intimate moments with them are just. beautiful like

sitting on the sofa, laszlo often in the middle, one hand resting on his shoulders to reach nadja's, your fingers gently interlocked as she places a gentle kiss on the back of your hand, the other reaching down and intertwining with laszlo's right hand, while his left hand is wrapped in nadja's. laszlo getting all flustered amd blushy when ypu gently stroke his hand with your thumb

nadja getting all flustered and trying ro maintain her composure when you and laszlo both interlock ypur fingers with her respective hands, before peppering kisses on her cheeks

watching the stars with them, sat on laszlo's lap as nadja leans her head on your shoulder

lighthearted teasing and purposely pissing eachother off 24/7

"if you two don't stop fucking singing karoke right now-!" "oh come onnnn nadja! my good lady wife you know you want to join!!" "yeah come on love!! join us! your favourite somg is on next!" and tjen laszlo just looks at you with a fond expression on his face, looking back to nadja and smiling slightly, shurgging as he mirrors your pose and extends a hand to her. of course she can't resist when to two loves of her death sing her absolute all time favourite song to her, so she takes both of your hands and begins singing along. but between us? she's still a little pissed that the two of you are blasting karoke in the fancy room // "oh y/n!! nadja! for death's sake!! stop coming out of nowhere and tackling me to the ground in hugs! ...it's scary" "oh come on laz, you know you love it really" "....i do"

the sound of your giggles overlaying eachother is literally a beautiful harmony to the ears

they're the perfect balance to have in a relationship because nadja is more blunt and confident, she doesn't dress up her attraction in fancy formalities, she'll straight up tell you tjat you're unbelievably stunning and the kiss you. but on the other hand laszlo is more appreciative and flattering, giving you all sorts of compliments before gently kissing you

nadja is the one to go to for advice amd laszlo is the one to go for comfort

they're both equally brilliant at getting gifts. like at first it was a competition but they realised it was much more rewarding to just get what they wanted to get for you, no matter if it was better than the other's or not

whole laszlo focuses on buying you jewelry, nadja focuses on bottles of exquisite and high end blood

all three of you literally worship the ground that the other two walk on and hang off every word

[acradelius]

Poly!Roadrat where both boys have a breeding kink? And the reader is more than happy to oblige?

"Please, Breed Me!~"

Fandom: Overwatch

Pairing: Mako Rutledge (Roadhog) x Jamison Fawkes (Junkrat) x Reader

Rating: Lemon [🟡] (NSFW!)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: Mutual Breeding Kinks, Height/Weight Advantage, Overstimulation, Slight Bondage, Begging, Dirty Talk, Nickname Usage, Slight Degradation, Mentions of Impregnation, Mentions of Pregnancy Fantasy, Bottoming Out, Daddy Nickname Usage, Implied Breeding Kink/Fantasy Cycle, Stomach Bulging

Word Count: 988 Words

Author's Note: God fucking damn, I just can't with these men and the thought of their breeding kinks.

As mentioned, when describing the top kinks for everyone's two favorite Junkers, Mako and Jamison, Mako’s always envisioned himself with a large family, therefore has had a breeding kink for as long as he could remember. Using his height and weight to his advantage against his partner, holding them down as he continues to fill them with his cum till their absolutely cock-stupid, stomach bulging from the ungodly amount of cum in them. Unlike Mako, Jamison was more likely introduced to breeding and the breeding kink through his partners, though enjoys both breeding his partners and then being bred himself. Such like Mako, he enjoys pinning his partner down, making them cock-stupid and cum drunk, overstimulation himself to completely fill his partners up with cum. On the other hand, he enjoys being the one that’s made cock-stupid, enjoying the subliminal warmth of cum as it leaks from him, mumbling non-sense about carrying his partners’ children. 

While Jamison wasn’t as concerned about it, Mako was concerned and suspicious as to why (Y/N) had decided that they would stay home during a heist mission, eyeing them as they simply waved the two Junkers off. Yet, upon coming home from the mission, discovering an aroused, desperate (Y/N) having managed to present themself as a “treat” on the bed, being tied up in lace and having “Breed Me~” written on themself, there’s a sudden change in the atmosphere. A sudden change with the men’s behavior and demeanor. “I-I figured we all have the same kink..~ Why not play into it and see how things go?~” (Y/N) feverishly states, wiggling their hips to present their drenched, aching hole to their partners, letting out desperate little moans. “S-So, please~ Please breed me, Mako~ Please breed me, Jamison~ Hold me down, fuck me senseless, fill me up to the brim with your cum~ Fucking breed me~” Both Junkers can’t deny that the scene (Y/N) has presented to them is absolutely arousing, sending chills straight down to their cocks, Jamison already frantically starting to strip his clothes off while Mako finds himself palming his erecting cock through his pants.

While Mako’s urge to breed with (Y/N) is almost uncontrollable, he allows Jamison to go first with fucking (Y/N). There’s no need for preparations, as (Y/N) prepared themself for them beforehand, and easily slips his cock into (Y/N) hole, frantically thrusting his hips all while having one hand harshly gripping their hip and the other gripping and pulling at their hair. “F-Fuck, Firecracker!~ So tight, so wet, so delicious~ All for my cock, all for my cum~” Jamison’s words send shivers straight down (Y/N)’s spine, unintentionally tightening and clenching around his cock, his name and other vulgar words and phrases leaving (Y/N)’s lips. “F-Fuck, yes!~ Fuck me just like that!~ God, you’re doing so good fucking me like your personal little slut!~ Fucking cum inside me, please!~ Please breed me!~” Along with (Y/N) desperate words, and then them managing to release an arm from the bind to reach back, cup and then start to massage Jamison’s testicles, it drives Jamison to an orgasm, pulling (Y/N) back against the length of his cock, leaning down and harshly biting their shoulder. “T-That’s it, Firecracker~ Taking me cock, taking all my cum~ Allowing me to breed you, filling you up with all my cum, to carry and give me us some little Firecrackers!~” 

It’s not long afterwards that Mako determines that it’s now his turn to breed (Y/N), having been waiting so patiently, stroking his enormous cock and grunting as he watches his partners, them both teasing about breeding, driving him almost to the edge of an orgasm. Whenever he decides that Jamison has gotten over his orgasm, he pulls Jamison away, already aligning his cock along (Y/N) now partially abused hole, licking his lips as he watches cum drip from the hole. While he should’ve taken the time to let (Y/N) adjust to his size, he tightly grips their hips and pulls them against their cock, letting out a loud groan of relief whenever they bottom out on his cock. As mentioned, he uses the combo of his height and weight against (Y/N), towering over them to see every reaction to every part of their body, firmly holding them down and allowing himself to thrust deeply into them, starting to hit that sweet spot everytime. Above the loud sound of Mako’s balls slapping harshly against (Y/N), their moans and groans of his name can be heard, as it’s more of Mako doing the talking. “Ya’ wanna talk about being bred, little piggy?~ Want to act like such a desperate whore in heat? Begging to filled with cum~ Ya’ know what then?~ I’m going to continue filling you up until ya’ bred with little piggies for me~ Going to breed you till I know for sure ya’ going to make me a Daddy~” 

It doesn’t take long after that for Mako to cum, letting out a loud groan as he makes sure to make (Y/N) bottom out on his cock, chuckling at how they squirm, mumbling out his name throughout their own orgasm. Yet, the session doesn’t end there. Both Junkers continue taking turns filling (Y/N) with cum, sometimes Mako filling both Jamison and (Y/N) up with cum, both mentioning how arousing it is that (Y/N) looks with their stomach bulging from being overfilled with their cum. About how arousing it would be for (Y/N) to be carrying their children, only for the process to repeat over and over again. At this point logic has flown out the window with the three, but it doesn’t matter. All that matters is filling (Y/N) up with their cum, especially when they’re presenting their hole to them, mewling like a bitch in heat and beginning to be bred. 

[some-messed-up-writing-for-you]

"Can you write one where Hero is in an abusive/toxic relationship with SuperHero but thinking it's normal while Villain is worried and tries to get them out of the said relationship? (also Villain does have feelings for Hero in this)"

Request #7

Warning: toxic/abusive relationship, physical & mental abuse.

This was a fun one! Definitely gotta write a part two later!

Enjoy! ^_^

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"Boss, we're in." - one of Villain's subordinates called from the side as they and a group of others operated the new spy drones the villain had recently got their hands on. The machines were tiny, smaller than a fingernail, and could be easily mistaken for an insect. Equipped with the best cameras around, they allowed Villain to easily snoop for information.

And what better first target to try them out on than Hero? Their hero, their nemesis. They would never admit it out loud, but Villain quite enjoyed the battles the two shared. Perhaps even a bit too much...

"Perfect!" - the villain exclaimed from their chair, excited grin adorning their face, "Let's see what we can find~."

The camera feed came to life on the giant monitor before them, and the sight that greeted them... made their stomach twist into a thousand knots.

"S-SuperHero, please! I-I'm sorry!" - Hero begged, lying on the floor of what appeared to be a bedroom. Their upper body was exposed, skin bruised in so many places Villain couldn't keep count.

SuperHero stood over them, hands clenching and power crackling in the air around them. They looked just about ready to murder the other hero.

Murder? The thought made Villain's heart grip with worry. But why should the villain care? They wanted their nemesis gone, didn't they?

No, they didn't. They knew that they didn't.

"I told you not to fuck this up, and what did you do?" - the superhero growled out, their anger unlike anything Villain had ever seen from them before.

"YOU FUCKED IT UP!" - SuperHero yelled, grabbing Hero and throwing them across the room and into a wall. A pained cry left them, and they could only whimper as their body sunk to the floor. The hero didn't dare get up as the other approached them once more.

"VILLAIN FUCKING GOT AWAY AGAIN!" - a kick to their stomach made Hero cry out in pain a second time. SuperHero grabbed them by the hair and pulled them closer, screaming directly in their face, "ALL BECAUSE YOU'RE SUCH A WORTHLESS FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!"

Hero was tossed once more, every part of them screaming in agony. They shook in terror as the superhero moved closer yet again. Their muscles tensed as SuperHero's form loomed over them. Hero prepared for their punishment to continue, for the pain to keep on coming.

Only for their partner to pass by them and go out the door, slamming it shut. The familiar click of a door locking entered the hero's ears as they released a shaky breath.

Villain sat there, frozen. Out of everything they had expected to see, this was not on the list. Weren't these two in a relationship?! Weren't they supposed to- to love each other or something?!

Hero's sobs and sniffles echoed across their lair as the villain silently watched their broken form curl up on the hard floor. Their gaze grew dark at the sight, a tinge of worry drowning in their rage.

"Cut the feed." - Villain said sternly after a moment, voice devoid of emotion. They stood from their chair and immediately went for the door.

"B-Boss, wait! Where are you-" - one of the henchmen tried but cut themself off as their employer turned around. The look in the villain's eyes made their blood run cold. Villain was never a bad boss by any means, as they never hurt or threatened their employees.

But that look... It made everyone in the room tense up. It was like locking gazes with a hungry predator, and it made the henchmen feel like prey. It made them realize...

Villain was out for blood.

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Hero had been lying on the floor for what felt like hours, and it probably was. They had run out of tears a while ago now. They wanted to move but couldn't bring themself to. Everything just hurt so much. Even breathing was a struggle.

At least the cold floor helped numb some of their pain, but still... Hero knew they deserved this...

They let Villain get away again. They should've captured the criminal, but they failed. They failed like they always do. Hero was such a waste of space. Why was SuperHero even still with them? Hero was truly nothing but a burden on their partner. They always had to take care of Hero, always had to waste their time and remind them how pathetic they were. SuperHero was too good for them. They deserved better than Hero. They should just leave them already. They should get rid of Hero. They should-

The door unlocked.

The hero tensed up, curling up into a tight ball, preparing for the pain as the door was opened, and a pair of footsteps slowly approached them. The person walked in front of them and kneeled down to their level. Hero's breathing grew shakier with each passing second. Why was nothing happening?!

They were about to beg, but before a single word could leave them, they cringed as a hand landed on their head.

Hero was prepared for that hand to roughly grab them, to pull them up by their hair, to hurt them. In their terror, they failed to realize that the stranger was gently petting them, their fingers running through their hair. Only when they spoke did Hero's mind register what was happening.

"Hero?" - came a hushed whisper. That voice... Hero knew that voice. It... It was...

"V-Villain..?" - the hero mewled, voice broken and hoarse. Confusion overtook their eyes as they continued, "W-What are you... doing here..?"

"Shh, it's okay. I'm here to get you out of here." - the villain comforted them or tried to anyway. Their response seemed to have only terrified Hero that much more, their eyes widening with fear.

"B-But- But SuperHero..." - Hero whimpered, their body shaking once more. The villain hushed them again and gently picked them up in a bridal carry. Villain noticed how the other shuddered from their touch but snuggled into their chest nonetheless, their arms loosely wrapping around the villain's neck.

"So terrified of contact... and yet so desperate for it..." - Villain thought to themself, pity making their chest ache. Even they weren't this lonely! And for the hero to be like this... For their Hero to be so ruined...

It was unacceptable.

Villain swore that they would make sure Hero knew what real love and care looked like. They would show them how a real relationship worked.

They would make sure SuperHero paid for this.

Returning to reality, the villain insured that they had a good grip on their hero and walked out of the room. They moved with haste through Hero's house, as they had no time to spare. In their earlier fury and concern, all logic had left them. Villain had just rushed over to save the hero, without even considering that SuperHero might still be lurking around.

"Gah! Why is this house so damn big?!" - the villain thought to themself as they turned another corner, concern starting to eat away at them. They could technically just fly out the window with the help of their powers, but they wanted to avoid drawing attention. The streets were littered with people and other heroes, and Villain would have an advantage if nobody saw them stealing the hero away. Sneaking in here was already hard enough, but now they needed to get out before-

"You... YOU..."

-SuperHero saw them. As Hero's 'partner' began to charge straight at them down the long hall Villain froze at their enraged gaze, but their hero's shaky grip on their shoulders brought them back into reality.

The villain turned on their heel, and just as the superhero's hand brushed against their back, as the air around them crackled from SuperHero's anger, they summoned their power and jumped into the air. They flew through the house, speeding like their life depended on it.

Because, well, it did. Not just Villain's life... but their hero's life as well.

Flying around the inside of a building was already difficult enough, but doing it while panicking and carrying someone in their arms? It was a nightmare, but Villain was determined. They were determined to never let SuperHero lay another finger on Hero.

As Villain turned another sharp corner, they nearly crashed into the wall, barely catching themself just in time. As they regained their bearings, a giant window greeted them at the end of the hall, and seeing as they have already been spotted, Villain decided to just go for it.

They bolted for the window, tightened their grip on Hero, and, at the last second, twisted their body around midair. They winced as they crashed through the glass with their back, shielding the hero from the sharp shards.

As blood dripped from their fresh wounds, the villain ignored the pain and dashed up into the sky, hiding amidst the dark clouds looming over the city. Once they were out of sight, they headed straight for their lair, never looking back.

Meanwhile, down on the ground, SuperHero looked up into the sky where the two had just disappeared, a tiny disabled drone sitting in their hand that they could barely stop themself from breaking into pieces.

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Hero groaned as they awakened from their slumber. At some point during their and Villain's escape, they had passed out. The hero vaguely remembered the villain taking them high up into the clouds and nothing else past that. They tried to open their eyes and take in their surroundings but only managed to whine as their head exploded with pain.

The hero felt like they were burning up, it was just so hot for some reason. They have been feeling rather sickly the past few days, so perhaps they were running a fever? They tried to pry their eyes open once more but stopped as something gently landed on their forehead and made them flinch out of reflex.

They whimpered as a hand touched their head, petting their hair. However, a familiar hushing sound brought some of their senses back. They finally recognized the coolness on their brow as a wet cloth. And that hand and voice, it was unmistakable.

"V..Vill..ain...?" - the hero tried but only ended up getting themself into a coughing fit. Their throat felt drier than a desert, with some cactus spikes scratching at it as a bonus.

As if their mind was being read, a cup of water was brought to their lips. The hand from before carefully lifting their head so that they could drink. Hero swallowed every drop of the precious liquid, the pain in their throat easing as their head was laid back down.

Finally, albeit with some difficulty, they managed to blearily open their eyes, blinking a few times to adjust their vision. They were lying in a soft bed of what appeared to be a guest bedroom, a fluffy blanket covering their still naked torso. Looking up, Hero was met with the concerned face of Villain.

"Wait... Con...cerned...?" - they pondered, why would their nemesis be worried about them...? And now that they thought about it more... Why...

"Why... d...did...you...?"

"Someone had to get you out of there." - Villain cut in, wanting to spare Hero's throat the struggle. "And before you ask how I even knew you needed help, I happened to be... ah... spying on you at the time."

"H...Help...?" - the hero voiced their confusion, completely ignoring - or perhaps not registering - the 'spying' part as their eyebrows slightly furrowed, "I... didn't need... help..."

Villain frowned at their words. Hero could see the concern on the other's face growing even more as they voiced their own confusion, "What do you mean you 'didn't need help'? They were hurting you."

"No... That's... normal... They were just... trying to... help... me... be better..." - Hero muttered out, they thought this would clear things up, but their explanation seemed to only upset the villain more.

"Hero, that's not- Partners aren't supposed to hurt each other! That's not helping in the slightest!" - in their momentary anger Villain raised their voice too much, and regret immediately flooded them as they watched the hero flinch and cower away from them, fresh tears making their eyes glossy.

"No, Hero- I-" - the villain tried hastily but stopped themself, seeing as their sudden movements only rattled the poor hero even more. Instead, they took in a small breath, did their best to relax their tense posture, and slowed down, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I..."

"P-Please don't be angry..." - the hero whined, scared the villain would suddenly do a one-eighty and hit them. However, to Hero's confusion, Villain's face was only decorated with pain and concern, no anger or rage to be seen. They weakly gripped the blanket covering them in their nerves.

In a hushed whisper, the villain responded, "No, I'm- I'm not angry with you." They gently took hold of one of Hero's hands and did their best to comfort them, "It's okay. I promise I'm not angry with you. Nobody here will hurt you, I promise. You're safe here."

As Villain left a small kiss on their knuckles, Hero watched them, still rather unconvinced, "B-But if you're not angry... T-Then why did you y-yell?" - they whimpered, the sound twisting the other's heart even more.

"I am angry, but not with you, Hero." - the villain's words only confused the hero even more. If Villain wasn't mad at them, then... then at who? Hero was the one who messed everything up all the time!

"I'm angry with SuperHero. They hurt you. They hurt you, and you don't even realize it..."

"B-But..." - Hero tried to argue, but Villain gently hushed them again, putting their hand back down.

"For now, just get some more rest, okay? And when you wake up, I'll have some food ready for you so you can eat."

Hero wanted to protest but found that they were too exhausted to even try. They only whined tiredly as Villain gently flipped the cloth on their forehead over, refreshing coolness spreading through their head once more. And combined with the villain softly petting their head, Hero was out like a light within moments.

Villain stayed like that for a few minutes, watching the hero sleep. Their gaze grew fond as they observed the slow rise and fall of the other's chest. Soon, however, they retreated out of the room, letting their rage overtake their features. They were well aware that SuperHero would come and find them. So, they had no time to waste. The villain had to prepare.

They had to be ready to protect their Hero.

[yjwhatif]

With the semi/cryptic confirmation of Ed and Barts relationship in the series I have a question:

Do you think everyone knows about them (in world) or do you think they’re keeping it secret from some?

It’s just a thought that’s been in my head recently. It is most likely fuelled by the whole drama of G&B not being able to depict a “specific character” (it’s definitely Bart) as gay. They’ve had to hide the relationship from their audience - because of ridiculous reasons - but there are still moments that bring up the question - Are they? Before the reveals from AskGreg, I kinda thought- well they are clearly not together yet, but perhaps they both have feelings for one another and are just waiting for the other to make the next move because they’re nervous idiots who don’t want to have read the situation wrong — all while their friends are like - seriously guys? just get together already. Kinda like they did in s1 with Wally and Artemis - and I guess early Supermartian as well - which I would have been okay with... though with the likelihood of there being at least another two year time skip you’d probably have missed the getting together moment - which would kinda suck. Anyway. With the information about the chances being they were supposed to clearly be in a relationship throughout S3 — which makes the whole structuring of ILLUSIONS just make sense — it’s got me viewing their moments with a whole new energy. Also, I saw this post by Greg —

And let me just clarify, I have no idea if this is actually referencing the Ed and Bart stuff, it might not be (probably isn't). This is purely me speculating.

My reading of this is they got told they couldn’t depict Bart as gay pretty late on and that specifically affected ILLUSIONS where they likely intended to confirm the relationship with that first shot - the kiss on the cheek moment. Even now that moment is just odd - because it’s there but it’s not - because technically there is no actual kiss… which I think is absolutely the point. It plants the seed without actually breaking any rules - all by keeping the momentum but removing the specific kiss frame. It’s the only moment that I feel is explicit in saying they are in a relationship - everything else you can just read into and imply there’s something - but they technically don’t confirm anything.

The whole thing is actually quite interesting - despite the reasoning for it being totally ridiculous. By keeping/showing what they did... People notice it. People talk about it. People reflect on it. More people talk about it. People writing. Make. Create. Discuss it. An entire audience is formed who want and support it. It’s a whole thing now because people noticed it and generated a positive response to it - and that was before all the AskGreg information. The whole reason YJ got a season 3 is because the fans fought to get it back. Enough people talked about it - and kept talking about it - to convince TPTB that the show should come back. Greg and Brandon know this. They know the power the fans have and maybe they hoped that power would help them again in freeing Bart from these ridiculous restrictions. #letbartoutofthecloset

Obviously, we can't know until S4 is released whether G&B got the permission to confirm Bart's sexuality the way they envisioned - but maybe the responses that came during the release of 3b were enough to convince TPTB that they were fighting a losing battle. But who knows, people in power can be very stubborn at times, so we will just have to see what we get. Fingers crossed they eased up though - and not just because of the Ed/Bart relationship (which I am obviously a fan of -- it's fine if not everyone is) - but because these restrictions on LGBTQ+ content shouldn't be a thing and need to stop -- there is just no validity in them.

Anyhow. despite their not being allowed to officially confirm the relationship, Greg's comment about Ed's having a boyfriend they can't name basically confirms the fact without technically breaking any rules again. Masterfully done Wiesman. With this, it implies the pair are in fact dating during S3 which brings us back to the original question... but who knows??

With the comments of Virgil during ILLUSIONS, it's easy to assume their friends do in fact know. They also seem to have no problem being close and interacting with one another whilst in the presence of others -- that is, except for one moment...

Ever since the first time I saw this episode (ELDER WISDOM) I have always found this moment strange - because Ed seems to get kinda awkward when Barry comes to check on Bart. (Or that's how I see it at least.) He realises Flash is standing there and immediately pulls his head down averting his gaze -- almost like he doesn't want to be seen by the elder. But why? Does Barry not know about the pair -- or maybe he doesn't know about Bart and Ed thinks their current closeness is too revealing -- who's to say Bart's even fully out to the world yet -- who's to say either of them are? We certainly don't since we weren't allowed to be shown. We can't know until we know - so until then we can play the speculation game while we wait.

Bart is certainly a bit of a secret keeper when it comes to being himself. I'm still convinced the Bart we see onscreen is merely his interpretation of what he thinks people expect from a speedster in this time. We saw 'real' Bart, he was snarky and cynical and nothing like the Bart we've had for the past two seasons. He said it himself - he's playing a character - and I don't think he knows how to break out of it - not while the possibility exists that it might hurt those he's grown to care about. Bart wants to be seen a certain way to avoid acknowledging the truth of the past - if people see him as happy and smiley, then no one will question him on things he doesn't want to talk about. The problem with that is you can't hide yourself forever - cracks begin to form and eventually, the truth comes out whether you want it to or not. So who knows how comfortable Bart is revealing any of his true self to those he cares about. Maybe his relationship with Ed will be the thing that finally helps him find comfort in being himself, whilst also trusting others to still accept him as himself... and maybe getting him that bit of therapy he really needs.

This brings us to Eduardo… First, can I just say it made me so happy to see Greg’s confirmation of Ed being gay - though it is slightly annoying that he was robbed of his explicit onscreen reveal in S3 thanks to the drama with Bart. His whole relationship to his powers in S2 to S3 fits the representation of coming to terms with your sexuality/identity from a very negative point of view. Feeling like it’s something that needs fixing or needs to be “cured” - to then finding the light and freedom in accepting yourself for you. His growth between seasons is brilliant. He understands the hate and insecurity the teens are feeling because he felt it himself. He does all he can to help them because he never felt he got that help when he needed it - and no one deserves to feel worse for being who they are. Obviously, the things he talks about are framed in the context of dealing with/accepting the meta-gene - yet there are certain moments where it seems he’s saying more than that…

All of which got me wondering - why did Ed originally runaway? It certainly wasn’t because of the meta-abilities he did not yet have. All he’s ever said on the subject was he thought he wanted to be with his father - the man it seems he barely had a relationship with. No, I think Ed has been running from himself for a long time and his dad just happened to be an actual direction for him to aim for. The way he speaks about his wanting to be “cured” and “praying to get rid of his powers” suggests an upbringing around religion and traditional ideas of there being a ‘normal/proper’ way to be — while anything that doesn’t fit that way is treated as other or something that needs to be changed or 'fixed'. Maybe he ran to avoid being found out and run the risk of being ostracised by those he loved. Or maybe he was found out and leaving wasn’t entirely his choice*. If this was the case, I can certainly imagine him not wanting to come out to his dad for fear of his reaction and completely losing all chance of that father-son relationship they’re both trying so hard to keep. It can seem easier to live in secret than risk the reality of loss. So while the meta-gene likely wasn’t the main thing he was angry about in S2, it was able to become a physical thing he could blame and focus his anger on - without having to think about where his issues truly lied… Though with a bit of time it also became the thing he was comfortable conveying his feelings through...

“I’ve learned to accept, even love my meta-abilities”

I love this line so much and it’s all because of the delivery by Freddy Rodrigues. There is the slightest hint of a pause before he says “meta-abilities”, which gives the impression he was about to say something else before then remembering himself and who he was talking to. Then there’s the small inflecion he put on “love”, which makes it sound like it’s the first time he’s heard himself say the words out loud. I don’t hear him talking about the gene - I hear him talking about finally accepting himself - all of himself - for the first time in maybe ever and finally feeling happy because of it. I hear growth... From being the angry 14-year-old skater who just wanted to run away and escape any way he could. To the 16-year-old councillor/Outsider jumping straight into the danger to protect and inspire those who need it. Both he and Bart are such strong characters with so much more to be seen - especially when it comes to the insecurities which lie behind their masks. They both compliment each other pretty perfectly - both powers-wise and personality-wise - meaning while they try to hide themself from others, I don't think it'll take long for them to realise they can't hide from each other.

Anywho, that’s all the speculatary nonsense I’ve got for today. This turned into such a patchwork of vaguely linkable thoughts I’ve had which barely relate to the one I started with - but that is usually how it goes. Take it as you will…

Also, completely unrelated to YJ, but Bi Tim Drake now exists in dc canon which is really cool - seeing all of the joy it’s sparked has really given me something to smile about this week… There is hope after all. 🌈

— LB ⚡️☀️

* OK so here’s a little random snapshot into the chaos of my mind— as I was writing the Ed stuff I had a scene pop into my head of Ed finally -for whatever reason- having to tell his dad that he didn’t leave his abuelo’s home - he got kicked out. His dads confused about this and asks Why? What did you do? And Ed’s like Nothing… I didn’t do anything wrong… he just… found out something. So Seniors like Found out what Eduardo? And Ed’s getting really nervous now because he doesn’t want to say it - That I, um… I’m… Senior step a fraction closer as he picks up on Ed’s anxiety but remains an appropriate distance - Son? Then after a tensening silence he finally says it - sounding the most vulnerable he has ever been - I’m gay… The silence is there again, heavy and unnerving, neither saying a word. Ed can’t move as he’s lock in his elders unreadable glare. Expecting the worse his head drops to take in the floor - anything that isn’t the disappointment ahead - he feels the urge to disappear burning up inside him - consuming him. Then just as he’s about to escape he’s suddenly grounded by a steadying hand rooting itself on his shoulder. Tentatively he lifts his gaze to witness his father, there, with nothing but love and support in his eyes - Mijo. The clamping in his chest dissipates as all the tension escapes at once, along with the breath he hadn’t realised he was holding. Ed embraces his dad and the elder embraces his son. Together. A family.

Anyway. That’s probably a load of rubbish but hey my minds full of it… but basically I really want to see a tender moment between Ed and his dad. For whatever reason. Something where Ed’s in a vulnerable state and in need of some emotional support from his father - and without hesitation his father steps up - because that’s what we haven’t seen from them yet. It would perfectly portray the strength of their relationship as father and son - despite their previous struggles - and prove that Senior is willing to support his son no matter the situation as the father - not just the scientist. Its the final step in their healing journey and I wanna see it so bad!!

[wonlouvre]

Yayyy i absolutely love your writing!!

I would like to request a Hoshi × gn!idol! Reader angst+fluff imagine where Soonyoung cheers/takes care of his reserved s/o who has been having a hard time and has opened up to him about it for the first time. S/o is someone who can't say no easily and because of that their workload had increased a lot. But in the end they can't hold themselves any longer and breaks down.

strength | k. sy.

pairing: hoshi x gn!idol reader genre: fluff, angst, then fluff again warnings: mentions of anxiety, physical and mental tiredness (please tell me if i missed anything!) word count: 1.8k+ (i honestly don’t even know anymore)

💌: thank you very much for requesting! i made some tweaks here and there and i hope you still like it! thank you for loving my writing as well :’( it really means a lot that <3 i hope you like this!

Soonyoung was aware that you’d be coming from Japan for your collaborative magazine photoshoot. He just didn’t know that you’d be going straight from the airport at four o’clock in the morning. 

He thought he read your message wrong saying that you’re on your way to the assigned shooting location. As far as he’s concerned, the call time was at seven a.m. He had to do a double take while squinting his eyes over the brightness of his phone but when he saw another bubble pop out saying you’re already there, he immediately jumped off his bed to shower. 

He misses you. You’ve been going in and out of the country because of promotions and the chances of getting to see you has been slim to none. If he ever meets with you, it will be short because either one of you has to go back to work or has to go back to bed because there is a flight to catch the next day. It’s obviously tough. But your relationship perseveres. 

Soonyoung will do everything to make it work and you are together with him on that. So if it means he has to shower half-asleep and wear his boxers backwards just to see you, he’d never mind.

Your Japanese album tour started and ended successfully but work didn’t stop from there. You were just getting started. Before leaving the said country, you were fully booked for live television performances, interviews, variety shows and the like. It was exhausting but, it was an opportunity that you couldn’t miss out on for the world even if you wanted to. 

Soonyoung is proud of you and he will always be. Heart eyes were formed whenever he got the chance to watch your performances whether it be from a paid livestream event or from kind fans sharing and uploading their videos or photos on Twitter or Instagram. He’s even more in love when it’s in person and he gets to watch your performance plus enjoy it with your never failing supportive fans. 

However, Soonyoung is also worried because he knows you’re also tired. He knows how fulfilling it is to do what you love the most, but he’s no stranger to the physically and mentally tiring part of it. He wasn’t even surprised to catch you asleep on the couch when he arrived at your dressing room. 

Your manager’s eyes brightened when they saw him, quickly standing up from the chair to give him a hug. 

“They told me they just need a fifteen minute nap,” they whisper against Soonyoung’s shoulder as he hugs them back. “But we both know they need more than that.”

Soonyoung sadly smiles while his eyes never leave your curled form. He mutters a simple “I’ll take it from here” while your manager excuses themself to buy everyone breakfast. 

It’s a challenge to take you into his arms without disturbing your sleep because he doesn’t want that from happening. He just wants to hold you for the remaining time without interruption from other people. He just wants to hold you and share this moment of calm before the lights and camera get into action later. 

Soonyoung’s thankful you didn't, although he still felt your lips lightly ghost against his jaw, telling him that you know that he’s here. He brings your legs over his lap while he cradles your head close to his neck. He wishes to lay down, but the couch is too cramped for two bodies so he’d have to settle with this position. He guesses it’s fine with how you deeply inhale his scent and snuggle closer and closer, locking your arms around his waist with no intentions of letting go. 

Just like you, he falls asleep, completely comfortable and content in finally having you in his arms again. 

Your tangled bodies were shaken to wake up at least an hour later. Both of your managers have food in their hand, ready to energize the two of you up before moving forward with the hair and makeup. The agenda for today includes a photoshoot with several changes of outfit, a short shoot for an audio video presentation and lastly an interview or question and answer of some sort. 

Your relationship has been publicly known for two years already. Some fans have been supportive while some have been angry. It’s nothing new and it’s nothing the two of you could care about at this point. 

Countless projects have been offered to the two of you during the course of those two years whether it be a song or dance performance, a guesting on a famous variety show and even a three second cameo appearance on a drama. They’re all lovely offers and you would love to participate, but the two of you made a decision to keep the relationship private. Sure, you’ll accept it from time to time. But, it’s still very limited to one to two songs to sing or dance to together and some magazine photoshoots. Just like now. 

By far, this is the third time the two of you would be featured on a magazine cover. Your respective publicists already know how to communicate to the publishing company your terms and conditions. Questions about your relationship are allowed, but to a certain number only. The rest will be about what’s mostly seen by fans and the rest of the public which is automatically your music. 

The concept is not necessarily daringly romantic. After all, what you’re trying to promote here is the clothes. But your chemistry is maintained with a few fleeting touches here and there. In one shot, you two were holding hands and the other has his arm is loosely wrapped around your neck. 

You and Soonyoung are careful to not get lost in each other’s eyes during the short breaks in between because the cameras were still rolling. Although, his soft touches on your hand and arm still lingered. On the other hand, you help him fix his hair whenever he gets excited and jumps from time to time. You could kiss him right now, but again, you want to be careful. 

The shoot concluded faster than you thought and the next thing you know, the two of you are sitting side by side with a camera blinking red in front, ready to record the interview included in the contract. 

The interview consisted of questions that’s nothing out of the ordinary. The magazine asked about your favorite go-to styles lately, your look inspirations, a little bit of this or that, your recent music releases or favorite music releases at the moment and of course something about your relationship that you're comfortable and willing enough to share. 

But one particular question caught you off guard that you had to hold your tears and brave through the rest of the interview without showing any signs that you’re about to cry.

“How have you guys been lately, individually?”

“I’ve been great,” you quickly answer with a smile that didn’t even reach your eyes. The camera may not have noticed, but Soonyoung did. It took a lot of patience and restraint for your boyfriend to stop himself from cutting the interviewer off to ask you again how you really have been. 

Everything that was in store for the two of you today ends and when the cameras are gone, you and Soonyoung hand in hand walk back to your dressing room. It’s a relief that this is the last project for the day and you’re glad you could get some rest for the coming week.

Your body slumps on the couch while the staff pack up. You puff out a breath before closing your eyes. You wish you could yell out how tired you are lately. Work piled up over the course of six months and you couldn’t have at least two days away from the makeup and flashing lights. 

Soonyoung bites his lower lip as he settles beside you. He’s contemplating whether he should ask you now or later because he doesn’t want you to grow conscious and shut yourself away. He knows how brave and strong you are. But he also wants you to know that you can trust him and that if you ever need a shoulder to cry or at least lean on, his are more than welcoming. 

“You okay, babe?” He asks in the quiet as the staff leaves one by one. “Anything bothering you?”

You surprise him by sitting up straight and opening your eyes, welling with tears. That makes him shoot up and instantly hug you close. “Oh baby.”

You finally cry and set free the tears that you’ve been locking deep within you. You thought you could brave through this pain and anxiety without having the need to shed any vulnerability. You thought this shall pass soon. You thought you could do this. 

But here you are now letting go with sniffles and shaking shoulders as Soonyoung gently caresses the top of your head. 

He hates to see you cry. But it’s only right to let you. 

“I just feel like I’m going to miss out on everything if I turn down any project offered to me.”

Soonyoung pouts when he hears what’s been bothering you. It took a while for you to calm down and finally talk, but it’s okay. He doesn’t mind. He will never mind. 

“I understand, honey,” he assures you and wipes your tear stained cheek. “And there’s nothing wrong with feeling that way.”

Your lips shake again and crying makes you want to hide. Without hesitation, you crawl to your boyfriend’s lap and wrap your arms around his shoulder. Soonyoung doesn’t complain and just keeps you close, protective arms around your waist.

The dressing room is empty except for the two of you. The staff got the message once Soonyoung pleaded with them through his eyes to give you some time with him since you’re already done for the day.

“It’s also okay to work and work,” he continues, soothing hands rubbing against your back. “But at some point, it’s also okay to take a break for them.”

You pull away and rest your hands on his neck. “Even though I’m going to miss out?”

Soonyoung nods and leans his forehead against yours. “Yes and there’s also nothing wrong with that.”

“I seriously want to go on a trip with my family,” you say and sigh. “And of course, with you too.”

Soonyoung can’t help but giggle. “I’d love to. How about next month? Let’s go somewhere with your family or friends. Where do you want to go? What do you want to do?”

Your boyfriend’s enthusiasm puts a smile on your face and this time, the smile reaches your eyes. “Let’s go somewhere quiet first. I want to take a long nap before we proceed to do anything that needs an awake body.”

“You got it, babe,” Soonyoung promises and kisses your lips.