#p.m. plushies

[pyllymursu]

Here's something I thought would be a little project in midst of my commissions, but ended up being a 5-day detour instead

So, Arukenimon and Mummymon plushies! I tried to mimic the style of the good ol' DigiPals series here, although both of them ended up being more firm than the official plushies haha (I have no idea how Mummymon is able to stand on his own)

[thecybird]

@itsapmseymour arrived. He got squished a bit.

[zeemczed]

Also, HIMBO GOLEM PLUSHIE IS OUT GO GO GO GO

[warframestuff]

PRIDE 2024

CELEBRATING INCLUSIVITY AND DIVERSITY THROUGHOUT THE ORIGIN SYSTEM!

There are wondrous vibes aplenty in the Origin System this month as we reach Pride 2024! Join us in celebrating the vibrant LGBTQIA2S+ community in Warframe! We are thrilled to honor and support our incredibly inclusive and diverse player base this Pride month and all year-round.

There are many ways for you to join in on Pride throughout June and onwards. Pick up in-game Pride items, support Warframe Creators, and so much more!

RAINBOW RAILROAD AND TRANS LIFELINE

In honor of Pride 2024, Digital Extremes is immensely proud to support not one, but two organizations offering aid to LGBTQIA2S+ people around the world.

Rainbow Railroad is a global not-for-profit that assists at-risk LGBTQIA+ people worldwide in reaching safety. Their mission is to protect vulnerable communities facing persecution based on sexual orientation, gender identity, and sex characteristics from systemic, state-enabled homophobia and transphobia.

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Both Rainbow Railroad and Trans Lifeline have received $10,000 CAD donations from Digital Extremes, respectively, to kick off Pride 2024! If you’re interested in supporting both organizations yourself, check out the donation pages for Rainbow Railroad and Trans Lifeline!

PRIDE IN-GAME

There are three all-new items available for Pride 2024! Add dazzling Customization like the Pride Glyph III designed by NimkeArts (He/They) and the Pride Display III designed by RoboMythos (She/Her) to your Arsenal via the in-game Market for only 1 Credit each!

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If you couldn’t pick up any Pride items from previous years — good news! We’ve also brought back the Pride Display I, Pride Glyph I, Pride Display II, Pride Glyph II, and Pride Celebration Color Palette back to the in-game Market for 1 Credit apiece!

These new and returning Pride items are available in the in-game Market until June 30 at 11:59 p.m. ET. If you missed out on the Pride III Glyph and Display, a code will be shared on July 1st for you to claim them both all the way until next June 2025.

FEATURED CREATOR STREAMS

Featured Warframe Creators will be celebrating Pride all throughout June! Watch these streams for 45 minutes each this month and receive Twitch Drops to even further enhance your Arsenal. Just don’t forget to link your Warframe and Twitch accounts ahead of time!

June 1 from 2 p.m. to 4 p.m. ET - Miabyte (She/Her)

Drop: Ordis Reified Statue

Twitch: twitch.tv/miabyte

June 1 from 4 p.m. to 6 p.m. ET - Nerdtured (He/Him)

Drop: Xaku Prex

Twitch: twitch.tv/nerdtured

June 8 from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. ET - Tibetansun (He/Him)

Drop: Fibonacci Floof

Twitch: twitch.tv/tibetansun

June 8 from 7 p.m. to 9 p.m. ET - AuntieTan (She/Her)

Drop: Domestik Chapp Drone

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June 15 from 4 p.m. to 6 p.m. ET - LadyTheLaddy (They/She)

Drop: Panzer Vulpaphyla Floof

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June 16 from 12 p.m. to 2 p.m. ET - MjikThize (She/They)

Drop: Solaris Food Can Decoration

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June 22 from 1 p.m. to 3 p.m. ET - JamieVoiceOver (She/Her)

Drop: Corbu Shawzin

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Drop: Warframe Articula

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The Kalymos plushie campaign is part of Makeship’s Pride event, with 100 percent of Digital Extremes’ net proceeds from sales going towards the Trevor Project, a not-for-profit organization committed to suicide prevention for LGTBQ+ youth. As part of the event, Kalymos will arrive with a Pride Flag cape, based on the flag design by Valentino Vecchietti. You can purchase the Kalymos Plushie today and help make this limited item a reality!

Please note that this is not a charity item associated with the nonprofit organizations mentioned above.

NEW TWITCH & DISCORD EMOTES

Enjoy new Discord and Twitch Emotes to celebrate Pride 2024 via BTTV! Flaunt sensational flair in chat with the Pride Citrine, Pride Limbo, Neon Pride Wings Emote (right), and Neon Pride Wings Emote (left) created by our very own Community artist TadaCharly!

PRIDE TIME STREAMS

Our weekly Prime Time streams are all about celebrating Pride throughout the month of June! So tune in every Thursday at 6 p.m. ET on Warframe’s Twitch channel to hang out with the community team, play Warframe and celebrate Pride!

[itsapmseymour]

3 Days

98 plushies to sell to get Solaria with Cute Tanlines

Can we do it?

[angelicjungwon]

yang jungwon - love at first sight

plot: you were out with a few friends, enjoying your time at a christmas market when you locked eyes with the most beautiful man you have ever seen. he never left your mind until a few years later you two meet again, same location, same time.

tw: kinda cute? mentions alcohol, enhypen screaming at a cute plushie, jungwon being nervous.

an: i try to always write genderneutral !

word count: 907

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it was a cold winter evening, the sun was nowhere to be seen, it was foggy and snowing. the perfect day for a christmas market. you and your friends decided to meet up around 6 p.m., to get some christmasy snacks before going on a little shopping spree.

you were holding your cup of hot cocoa, sipping on it peacefully while looking around, ignoring the conversations going on, as you were too blinded by the beautiful lights and the wonderful smell of candy and baked goods.

however, as you were looking through the crowds, your eyes met the ones of a handsome boy who seemed to be appreciating the scenery as much as you did. he smiled at you, you smiled back but quickly turned away has you felt your face heating up.

you didn‘t expect someone as cute as him to flash you a smile, suddenly feeling insecure about your outfit and the way you looked in general.

you shyly looked back around, him mid conversation, turning his head to face you again before smiling once more.

he was extremely gorgeous and in that moment all you wished for was for him to walk over and ask you for your number…

but sadly he didn‘t.

you lost him in the crowds of people and didn‘t get the chance to see him again..

(4 years later)

same place, almost all friends from four years ago, just a few new ones you met once you started university.

some things have changed of course. your hair looked a little different, your style has changed a lot, since you got older and started becoming more yourself.

and let‘s not forget that most of your friends were now standing here with alcohol in their hands, however you stayed true to your hot cocoa.

your eyes were roaming around the market, trying to find a food place to get a snack, as you were extremely hungry after a long day at uni and work, but your eyes came to a stop when they met with a familiar persons eyes.

he was already staring at you, probably trying to figure out whether it was you he has seen a few years back or not.

he flashed you a smile and you smiled back, your heart was skipping a beat once you realised it was the boy you have seen a couple years ago. the one who didn‘t leave your head.

„oh, who are you staring at?“ your friend asked, trying to follow where your gaze was landing. „the boy… the one i told you about…“ you muttered back. she pushed you forward, telling you to finally walk over and talk to him before you regret it once again but before you could even make a move, a male voice interrupted you.

„hi, uhm… i hope i‘m not bothering.“ you turned around to whom this angelic voice belonged to. he was so soft spoken, it made your heart melt.

„oh uhm.. no worries, how may i help you?“ you asked, suddenly speaking in your customer service voice.

„is it possible that we‘ve met a couple of years ago? your face seems familiar.“ he asked politely, making you nod. „yes, i remember you as well.“ you chuckled, feeling your cheeks heat up. suddenly it didn‘t feel cold outside anymore.

„i was wondering if i could maybe have your number. i hope it doesn‘t sound too bold, i just couldn‘t get you out of my hea- actually that sounds super creepy but what i‘m trying to say is, that i think you‘re really uhm… cute? sorry i have never done this before.“ he stuttered, causing you to flash a big smile at him. you‘ve never met someone as adorable.

„sure. and no worry, you don‘t sound weird or creepy, you didn‘t leave my mind either. i was hoping to meet you again.“ you replied as you handed him your phone so he could text himself.

you could see him blush slightly as he typed a message before handing it back to you.

„are you from around here? maybe we could meet up tomorrow for lunch? or coffee?“ he asked, now a little more confident.

„i live a couple blocks away, 10 minute walk from here. and i would love to!“ you replied, making him smile. „wonderful. i moved here the other week, a few minutes from here as well. i‘ll text you later okay? i have to get back to babysit my friends and make sure they don‘t do anything embarrassing.“ he smiled, pointing over to his group of friends who were screaming at a random object they found at one of the little shops. „maybe a little too late for that.“ he added before facepalming himself. „anyways, it was nice meeting you… oh my god i forgot to ask for your name…“ you chuckled as he looked at you in shock. „it‘s (y/n)! i suppose yours is jungwon, right?“ you asked and he nodded. „how do you know?“ he seemed a little confused. you showed him the name he put in your contacts as he gave you his number. „you know what… i‘ll leave now before i embarrass myself more.“ you giggled as you waved him goodbye and turned back to your friends.

„THAT WAS SO CUTE HE WAS SO NERVOUS OH MY GOD“ your friend squealed before jumping up and down while holding your hands. „stop he can still hear you oh my god…“

[pinkpastels113]

the exception (1)

just a lil something bc i was getting anxious of not doing anything besides school and work for months... hope y'all like and that i can find it in me to continue (cries)

*****

When Chloe arrived home from school one evening, it was to find Beca passed out on her bed. The Bella House was quiet, all the girls not busy out partying cooped up in their rooms, and Beca had been too anxious, too lonely, to lock herself up in her small shared attic with Amy. She missed Chloe’s presence, her warmth, her smell, around her, and so had traipsed down to her room and collapsed onto her bed, staring off into space until the calm feeling of her nerves settling down from Chloe’s Dove body wash carried her away to sleep.

It was now eight p.m, and Chloe had just switched on the lights. Beca groaned, lazily holding one hand to her face. Chloe immediately apologized, switching off the light, opting for the lamp on the bedside table instead, a soft smile creeping onto her lips at the sight of her best friend scrunched up on top of her favorite stuffed plushie. She laid down her bag, sat next to the sight, and gently brushed aside Beca’s hair that was sticking to her cheek.

“Hullo,” Beca mumbled, still refusing to open her eyes. It felt nice to have Chloe touch her skin, however difficult it may seem now that she’s trying to hide her crush. She nuzzled her face against the plushie in her arms, ignoring the fact that she probably looked so stupid judging by the tiny giggle Chloe let out. “How was your day?”

“Good,” she replied. Chloe bit her lip to contain her smile, it was starting to spread too wide. “I got a lot of work done.”

“That’s great.” Beca didn’t have anything else to add, since she and Chloe are from different majors and frankly she didn’t have the energy to hold a conversation anyway, “I missed you.”

Chloe cooed, laying down next to Beca’s curled up form. “I missed you too, babe.” Her hand settled on Beca’s waist, knees tucked in behind Beca’s jeans clad ones. “So much.” Her nose buried in Beca’s hair in this cuddle position and her eyelids were beginning to droop as well. 

Beca felt so content in that very moment. She was safe, Chloe was back, and she no longer had to deal with her many thoughts all on her own. The world stopped to spiral, both of them drifting off into another dreamless nap.

[oscconfessions]

Happy Star and Exclamation Mark are smooching behind the scenes.

Now, you may be thinking something along the lines of "TheFourFan on Tumblr.com, what the fuck.", which I don't blame you for thinking, without context, I too would assume this was some sort of joke. But I must inform you all of the things I witnessed Sunday evening at 8:24 P.M.

Let me set the scene for a moment: I was relaxing in my room, watching Happy Star's Guide to Object Shows on my phone and Animatic Battle on my Kindle Fire at the exact same time because I'm chronically online and have an extreme addiction to object shows. I had been doing that for the past 13 hours, just mindlessly consuming as much OSC content as one human could ever possibly conceive to satiate my burning passion for object shows.

However, my OSC watching streak was abruptly broken when Happy Star and Exclamation Mark leaped out of both of my screens and began to passionately make out right then and there on my carpeted floors, directly in front of me and my Four, X, Paintbrush, and Airy plushies. It was incredibly sloppy and I'm 99% sure there was some crazy tongue action going on. They were so gay that my room became instantly tinted with the colors of the gay flag. They were so gay that the massive rainbow pride flag hanging on my wall immediately became a straight flag, as Happy Star and Exclamation Mark had completely absorbed all the gayness out of it during their homosexual make out session. They were so gay that homophobia went extinct.

I pulled out my Panasonic Lumix S5M2X Full Frame Mirrorless Camera with 20-60mm Lens Demo and recorded their make out session as proof that my crosship was actually canon and I wasn't crazy. The footage was 2 hours, 56 minutes, 18 seconds, and 55 milliseconds long. I was about to upload the video to Tumblr but then the camera INSTANTLY exploded, killing everyone on planet Earth. I'm currently writing this in the hfjONE waiting room as we speak.

I swear this all happened guys trust me bro

.

[pinievsev]

Midnight Wishes And Arcade Games. P.H

Divider by @funfettified (<3)

Genre: Fluff, birthday fic

Warnings: none that I know of

Summary: birthday fic for my bbg @chiiyuuvv (happy birthday bb! <3!)

Pairing: Hunter x gn!reader (Romantic), xikers x reader (platonic)

Taglist: @camphxam (taglist open<3)

@pinievsev on Tumblr, please do not repost on other platforms or translate without permission<3!

Slowly, you cracked your eyelids open, groaning at the sunlight seeping through your curtains. Trying to reach up and rub them, you found the strong arms wrapped around you tightening.

"Hunter, you need to let me go," you laughed, receiving only a negative hum in response. Struggling to turn around, you were met with your boyfriend's sleeping face. "Hunter..." you tried again, to no avail.

After a moment of thought, an idea popped into your head, and you grinned widely. Slowly inching closer, you began to place small kisses all over his face, effectively causing him to let you go to protect himself.

Giggling, you quickly got up. Hunter pouted up at you, stretching. "No fair," he mumbled. You shook your head in response. "The birthday person shouldn't have to play fair," you shrugged, at which point he seemed to be fully awake. His eyes widened as he jumped up and attacked you with hugs and kisses.

"Happy birthday," you laughed, returning his hug, relishing in the affection for a few moments before pulling away, much to his dismay.

It took a minute to get Hunter to leave you alone so you could get ready, but he reluctantly agreed, needing to get ready himself.

Both of you were ready in a matter of minutes, eating quickly as Hunter rushed you out the door.

"Where are we going?" you asked for the ninth time. "You'll see," was the answer every time. Soon enough, you stood in front of an arcade, filled with people, lights, and laughter.

You smiled at your boyfriend, who looked more than proud of himself to have made you happy. He ushered you inside eagerly.

He won most of the games you played against each other, yet gave the prize to you every time, insisting on holding them for you anyway. You had about seven small plushies and what seemed to be a mountain of tickets by the time you reached the claw machines.

You came to an abrupt stop in front of one, eyes shining at the Kirby plushie perched in the middle of the bright claw machine. Hunter, who seemed to notice this, carefully placed your belongings down by the machine and got to work.

He groaned as he lost for the sixth time. "Hunter, it's fine really," you reassured, but he cut you off with a shake of his head, placing yet another coin inside the machine. At one point, you went to get you both some food.

Upon your return, you were pleasantly surprised to see Hunter holding the plushie with a proud grin adorning his face. "Happy birthday!" he chirped, handing you the light pink plush, which you hugged to your chest immediately, rushing to bring Hunter in a hug as well.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you," you rambled on, causing him to giggle and place a kiss on your head. "I'm never playing a claw machine ever again," he said, wiping the nonexistent sweat from his brow.

You'd been outside for hours, going back and forth from the arcade to a nearby café in which Hunter insisted on paying, much to your ego's dismay.

It was about 11:45 p.m. when you decided to head back. "We've been out all day," you concluded, laughing. "It was worth it," he replied, lifting up the bags full of plushies. You insisted on holding Kirby though, claiming it would be better off with you.

As you unlocked the door to your house and took your shoes off, you noticed how unusually quiet and heavy the atmosphere felt. The windows were closed, which you swear you'd left open.

Before you could voice your thoughts, the lights flickered on and you were met with the shouts of nine other boys jumping about happily and hugging you, wishing you a happy birthday.

The living room was decorated from top to bottom in your favorite colors, and on the table, you saw a cake bigger than you'd ever gotten before and heaps of poorly wrapped presents.

"You guys really didn't have to," you laughed, all giddy at the adorable action of your friends and boyfriend. "Hush now, child," Minjae joked, pulling you along to sit on the couch. Hunter perched himself right next to you, the rest of the boys sitting wherever they could around you.

Sumin lit the candles on the cake, and they all began singing happy birthday. You laughed as Junghoon and Jinsik sang dramatically, reminding you of that elephant from Sing.

"Come on, make a wish!" Yechan said excitedly, jumping in his seat. You closed your eyes and blew out the candles as the clock hit midnight. The rest of the night was spent with laughter, jokes, presents, and food.

At the end, all the boys ended up staying over, occupying your living room like some sort of campsite.

Safe to say, you were all exhausted the next morning, surviving through the day with coffee and energy drinks. Worth it.

[pyllymursu]

Here is another personal plushie project of mine, with said project being Endrance from .hack mimicking the official .hack plushie style!

I usually go with Link's designs whenever I decide to make .hack stuff, but since the official Haseo was based on his G.U. design, I decided to go with that game's Endrance design. Had to strip a lot of details off of him though, but I think I still made him recognizeable enough!

[crackedpumpkin]

|| ʟɪᴀʀ || ʀɪꜱᴇ! ʟᴇᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ||

I'll be real with y'all, I might have been going through the grieving process of my recent breakup while writing this lmfao. But hey! I don't see much tmnt angst lately so here you go~ I hope this makes you cry! Or sob, or tear up etc.

Love, crackedpumpkin. part two (optional)

He was late. Again.

You sigh, starting to keep the plates of food you had painstakingly prepared for tonight. Perfectly sliced sandwiches wrapped in cling film are carelessly tossed back into the basket, and potato salad in a disposable bowl is thrown in the trash.

Candles are extinguished, and the flames are snuffed out. Fairy lights are kept, and empty plastic cups are disposed of.

You pack up the picnic mat you had been sitting on for over an hour, stumbling slightly as you regain feeling in your legs. You glance down at the framed picture you had brought with you, your heart sinking as you place it back in the basket and everything else.

This was the sixth time Leo had stood you up. Maybe you were a fool for hoping things would work out. But this was too much. Tears prick the corner of your eyes, clouding your vision as you sit in the back of a cab, making your way back home.

You pull out your phone, opening the chat between you and Leo.

Hey, are you reaching anytime soon? - Unread, sent at 6.30pm.

You okay? You’re not picking up my calls. - Unread, sent at 7pm.

Leo, I’m getting worried. Where are you? - Unread, sent at 7.15pm.

I’m going home. - Unread, sent at 7.30pm.

You set your phone down, locking the screen so that its lifeless black form is all you see. It doesn’t help how your heart clenches in your chest, and it’s suddenly hard to breathe.

You reach your apartment at eight-thirty p.m. on the dot, having travelled far just to set up the picnic date at the park where you two had first met. You let the basket slip from your grasp, clattering to the floor. You could care less about the noise; too emotionally drained.

You drape yourself across your bed, curling up with a plushie. Leo won it for you at the annual carnival to commemorate your first date. It was starting to get tattered, the once bright green of the turtle plushie fading with time.

You feel your phone buzz in your pocket, pull it out and turn it on. You squint at the bright screen, eyes adjusting to the sudden light in the dark room.

Hey, got caught up with hero things. Won’t be able to make it tonight. How’s tomorrow at Run of the Mill, 7pm? - Leo <3 , Sent at 9pm.

You scoff, releasing your grip on your phone and allowing it to slide onto the bed, looking away.

You hold out for five minutes before turning and grabbing your phone, texting back.

I understand. I’ll see you tomorrow then? - Unread, sent at 9.10pm.

Hopefully, you’d actually get to see his face tomorrow.

— — — — — — — —

You glance in the bathroom mirror, checking that your lashes are perfectly curled. You blink, checking on your eyeliner and lip tint. You run your fingers through your hair, smooth locks framing your face perfectly.

You had spent over an hour getting ready, wanting everything to go perfectly tonight. You wave goodbye to your parents, watching television in the living room, shutting the door behind you before heading to the alleyway that leads to Run of the Mill.

You hail a cab, reaching Run of the Mill half an hour late on purpose. You glance around, frowning when you don’t see your boyfriend. You pull out your phone, dialling his number and hold it to your ear.

“Hey, you’ve just reached the voicemail of Leonardo. I’ll call you back if I like you. If not, then that’s too bad!”

The beep that comes after is poison to your ears, and you bitterly press the button to hang up, choosing to message him.

Babe, I’m at Run of the Mill now. Where are you?” - Unread, sent at 7.35pm.

You lean against the wall, entertaining yourself by scrolling through social media and texting your friends. You pause when you open Instagram, noticing that Mikey has posted on his close friends' story.

You tap on the green circle around his profile picture, a video playing.

“Yooo, that’s so sick! He did it again, two nights in a row!” Mikey’s voice plays over the phone speaker, but it’s who he’s filming that makes your smile drop and your heart plummet.

Leo stands confidently on the skate ramp in their lair, a smug smile on his lips as he poses for another skateboard trick.

“I can’t believe it!” Raph’s shout from somewhere off-camera is filled with disbelief.

“If you insist, ladies and gentlemen, I shall demonstrate my awesome skills and amazing talent yet again!” Leo grins but pauses momentarily to check his phone.

The call sign on his screen, a picture of the two of you smiling widely, is visible. However, he turns it off without hesitation, pocketing his phone again and jumping down the ramp on his skateboard with a loud whoop.

The story ends there, an ad for cruises popping up next. You’re surprised when drops of water land on the screen but realize that your vision has gone blurry from the hot tears that fill your eyes. They overflow, trickling down your cheeks.

It’s hard to swallow down the golf-ball-sized lump in your throat, leaning against the wall as you struggle to breathe through the hiccups. Your nose is runny, and you’re sure you look like a mess right now. However, not a single cry makes it past your lips, the crushing sensation almost too much to bear.

He’s not going to show up.

He was never going to show up.

The realization hits you like a truck just as it starts to rain. It soaks through your dress and your makeup, leaving you shivering in the cold weather. You hail a cab back home, sitting silently in the backseat and ignoring the concerned glances of the taxi driver.

You enter your home a soaked mess, rainwater having mixed with your tears. Streaks of mascara and eyeliner decorate your cheeks, and your eyes are bloodshot. You don’t know how else to react, your heart filled with conflicting emotions that crash into each other like violent waves.

You can barely wash up, and your arms are heavy when scrubbing your body. Somehow, you end up sitting on your shower floor, staring blankly at the wall. You drag yourself out of the shower once your skin wrinkles and your body shivers.

You change into pyjamas, standing in the doorway of your bedroom. You shut the door, and it closes with a silent click. You grab the framed picture of you and Leo on your desk, and a flash of anger fills your heart. You hold it above the trash bin, ready to throw it inside.

But you hesitate.

Your eyes sting, tears brimming in the corners. All too soon, the anger disappears, and emptiness fills its place. You sit on your bed in silence, your eyes blank and hands tightly gripping the framed picture. You sit for a long while, only stirring to life when the rising sun’s rays shine into your room.

You hear a buzz and look to your side to see your phone halfway out of the purse, the screen lighting up with a message. You grab it, unlock it and click on the notification.

Hey babe! Sorry, got caught up in more hero stuff again. - Leo <3, sent at 6am.

You choke on a sob that tears itself from your throat, muffling a cry that threatens to wake everyone up. Your chest is threatening to collapse in on itself, a feeling you never wanted to experience, much less because of him.

You immediately call him, slightly surprised when he actually picks up.

“Yellow?”

Your voice dies in your throat before the words can even make it past your lips. You’re silent once you hear his voice, wanting nothing more than to forgive and forget; to go back to the days when you were loved and treated right.

“Babe?” He laughs at Mikey’s muffled words a distance away, “If you butt-dialled me, you should at least say so. I’ll hang up now!”

“We’re over.” You whisper, forcing the words out.

“What was that?” Leo’s voice is still playful.

You take a deep breath, forcing down the lump in your throat.

“We’re over,” you repeat, stronger this time.

“Good one, Y/n.” He chuckles, though a hint of concern laces his words.

“This isn’t a joke, Leo. We’re over.” You breathe, hands gripping your sheets so tightly that your knuckles turn white. “Whatever we have — what we used to have, it’s gone. We’re done.”

You press the red button on your screen, hanging up on him before he can get a word in. You knew that if you didn’t, you’d have broken down before ending the call. A sob bursts past your lips that are pressed together tightly.

Then another. And another, until you’re crumpled into your bed, arms desperately clutching your pillow as you inhale shuddering breaths. You ignore the knock at your window, even as it becomes more frantic.

“Y/n?” You don’t respond, stifling the cries that threaten to alert him to your presence. Leo finally leaves after what seems like hours, and you inhale deeply, trying to calm yourself down.

Your breaths slow, and your body is no longer shaking. You slide out of bed, grab a spare tote bag and fill it with everything he had left around your room whenever he visited.

His jacket, his spare bandanna, his cologne. It all went into the bag, along with plenty of photos of the two of you. You pause when you open your closet door, taking out the pyjama shirt you usually slept in. You stole it from the lair, though you knew Leo had just let you take it from his room. You fold it up and stuff it into the tote bag, along with a necklace he had gifted you for your three-month anniversary.

You open the window, peeking outside to see if he’s still around. He wasn’t. You place the bag onto the small ledge, step back into your room and shut the window.

You were done.

[unique-high]

Boyfriend Material | RIIZE idol! Sungchan x short! blk fem reader

—Spending time with Sungchan before his comeback.

genre: romance and fluff

Requested: @iamflawless303

a/n: there's this edit I saw of this drama (idk the name) where the lady stands on a bench and hugs the taller male character, so I wanted to recreate something like this for Sungchan and Reader.

Sorry for any mistakes.

Sungchan wanted to spend as much time with you as possible since he was preparing for a comeback and his schedule would be super busy. It's Saturday afternoon when Sungchan takes you shopping, he's holding your hand as you point out all the little shops you want to go into it. He laughs at how cute you are when you go, “No, no, no, I want to go in this one. No, never mind, let's go into this one first!”

He gently pulls you in front of him, his soft brown eyes staring into yours. “My love we have all day, we can visit all the shops.”

So you picked a shop called Moshi Moshi Gifts & Stationery Co. It's a small shop with very few people inside. J-pop music played from the speakers overhead. Sungchan looks around for something he could buy you, he knew you loved cute things, there were many cute things in the shop, but he wanted something perfect for you.

You were doing the same; you wanted to find something for Sungchan he could keep with him. Sungchan walks around the shop looking at everything, and you were looking at AirPod cases, Sungchan needed a new one, anyway.

Sungchan finds a plush couple piggy magnet keychain. He smiles at the pink and brown plushies. She'll love this! It didn't take him long to find you in the tiny store; you were at the back wall looking at the different Airpod cases. Sungchan stands beside you, You hadn't noticed your boyfriend standing there; he was just staring at you admiring your beauty. How did I get so lucky to have Y/n as my girlfriend? A small smile blossoms across his face. Feeling someone staring at you slightly jumped at Sungchan.

"Oh, geez, you scared me." you laughed.

"Find anything you like?" He tries to look at what you're holding, but you clutch it to your chest.

"It's a surprise!"

"Oh, a surprise?" He nods a little. "I have a surprise too."

"Let's see!" You bounce on your tiptoes.

"Noooo, it's a surprise." he laughed.

Sungchan hides the plush couple keychains behind his back. You both walk around the store some more before heading to the front. You wanted to pay for Sungchan's gift with your own money, but Sungchan was the type of boyfriend who paid for everything, He never let you pay even if you were treating him, he always paid. Before you two got to the front counter, you told Sungchan, "Let me pay for your surprise with my money."

But Sungchan doesn't want to hear that. "No."

"Come on, Sungchan!" You wiggled your shoulders. "It'll make me happy."

If it was something that would make you happy, Sungchan didn't want to take that away from you. So he agreed to let you pay with your money. You go first in line smiling at the ducky cartoon Airpod case you got for him. After you both paid for your things, Sungchan holds open the door of the shop for you to go out first, he takes your hand in his. That Saturday afternoon was spent going to many shops along the shopping strip and getting ice cream at the end of the day.

It was around six p.m. when you and Sungchan walked back to his apartment. You were talking about a show you wanted to watch on Netflix and Sungchan's only thought was getting to cuddle with you and kiss you in between the important scenes of the show you were going to miss because of him.

Once inside his apartment, you and Sungchan get changed into something comfortable.

“Do you want your surprise now?” Sungchan asked, plopping down beside you on the comfy couch.

“Yes, Please!” You're all giddy. Sungchan hands you the plastic bag. You look inside before pulling out the plush couple keychains. “Awe, these are so cute!”

“Like You.” Sungchan added with a quick peck to your cheek.

You picked the little pink piggy, and Sungchan got the brown piggy. Now you had something to put the spare key on to his apartment he gave you.

“Okay, now to your surprise!” You grabbed your plastic bag and hand it to your boyfriend.

He pulls out the ducky cartoon Airpod case. He gushes at how cute it is. A ducky wearing a straw hat.

“I love it, Y/n.” Sungchan hugs you tight and you melt into him. For a few seconds, he holds you closer to him like he wants your soul to be a part of his. He was going to miss hugging on you like this, so he had to savor every little second of you being in his arms. “I love you.” He kissed the top of your head. “So so so much.”

Your face grows warm at his words and his warmth crashes down on you, just like him, you were going to miss his hugs. His hugs always pulled you back home when you floated too far away. He's always been home for you. You were going to miss your boyfriend like crazy during his comeback. Lots of FaceTime calls and sleepy talks on the phone late at night. You'll miss his sweet face and sweet kisses the most.

Sungchan gets comfortable with you. You get Netflix open and start the series. Sungchan fingers played with yours as he watched the TV. He couldn't focus on the show that much, he'll sneak little kisses to the corner of your mouth and on the back of your hand. Sungchan's a little needy right now; he wants a little more like your lips on his. He gently grabs your chin pulling your attention away from the TV.

“I'm trying to watch this.” you pout.

Sungchan kisses your pouty lips. “Focus on me right now, just for a bit?” his voice is a little low. “Please, Y/n.”

You couldn't say no to him. He did say please. So you give your full attention to your boyfriend. Sungchan kisses you again, it's slow, it's makes your head spin and the TV show becomes white noise in the background. There's a steady rhythm either of you wanted to break.

You feel his lips pull into a smile and he chuckles, saying, “This feels like our last kiss.”

“It does. But we have tomorrow to kiss all day before you get swept away with comeback activities.”

“I want to kiss all night, though.” He said in a teasing manner.

“You're being greedy.” You poke him at his stomach.

He laughed. “Oh, Really?”

You nodded.

Sungchan kissed your forehead before pulling away. “Since we can't kiss all night, I want cuddles.”

“As you wish.” you said.

Sungchan lead cuddled up behind you on the couch. He fell asleep halfway through the show. You paused the series and turned over in his arms. You stare at your boyfriend taking in every detail of his facial features. Counting every one of his breaths it soothes you to sleep.

It's the next day around noon when Sungchan is making you and him lunch. He's singing your favorite song as you dance around the kitchen. You taught him the song over the summer when you and him took a mini road trip. That song will always be your favorite because of him and now it was his because he found little pieces of you scattered throughout that song.

Sungchan leans against the island eating his sandwich. You munch down yours sitting on top of the island.

“Today is our last day together.” Sungchan said, there's a hint of sadness that lingers in his voice.

You slowly chew on your sandwich. “Ah, don't say it like that. We'll see each other again after your comeback.”

“Y/n.”

“Yeah?”

“I know I don't say this often, but you are my world.”

“Don't make throw up my sandwich.” You joked.

Sungchan rolled his eyes taking another bite of his sandwich.

“I love you~” you nudged him with your knee.

“I'm going to be greedy again.” Sungchan said. He cast a look at you. “I want a hug. Like a real long soul melting hug, that when you part from me, I'll still feel you.”

You put your sandwich down on the plate and hop off the kitchen Island. You ran to the grab a chair from the table and put it in front Sungchan. You were short and though short people's hugs were the best in the world; you wanted to be at his height for this soul melting hug. Sungchan's trying to figure out why you had gotten the chair. He watches as you climb up on it, your eye level to him now.

You held out your arms, making a cutesy face at him.

“Well, don't just stand there. You want a soul melting hug? I'm going to give you one.”

Sungchan sat his half-eaten sandwich on the plate next to yours. He then hugs you, pulling you off your feet just a little. He closed his eyes, his arms getting tighter around you.

Sungchan deeply breathes you in. He liked that you smell like autumn, with brief hints of summer lingering around.

“Is this soul melting enough?” you whispered.

Sungchan nodded. “Very.”

a/n: I didn't know where to fit in a cute short person joke between Sungchan and her and I didn't know any, so I did some quick looking around. So here's a bonus?

Sungchan made you mad, and he thought it was the cutest thing. He held out his folding fan at your forehead to keep distance between the two of you. He laughed, but you felt like he was mocking you and that made you really want to get after him.

“Y/n.” Sungchan choked on his laughter. “Short girl problem: you don't look scary when you are mad.”

“I'll show you scary, Sungchan!”

[portumhq]

the  sun  is  setting  over  portum  harbor,  the  shadow  of  the  big  wheel  casting  over  the  sands.  it’s  a  yearly  event,  one  that  brings  the  entire  town  alive  — the  arrival  of  trucks  and  the  slow  construction  of  rides  and  coasters,  of  coconut  shies  and  colorful  stalls  selling  cotton  candy.  each  year,  the  transformation  is  gradual  but  inevitable.  the  empty  harbor,  usually  quiet  save  for  the  gentle  lapping  of  waves,  becomes  a  hive  as  vendors,  performers,  and  families  gather  to  gawp  at  plushies  to  be  won  and  funnel  cake  to  be  devoured.  a  scent  of  saltwater  and  sugar.  the  mechanical  hum  of  the  wheel  rising  with  each  slow  turn.  children  shrieking  over  the  decks,  laughter  echoing  as  they  last  rays  of  autumn  give  way  for  a  pink  and  gold  winter  sky.  soon  it  will  all  be  illuminated  by  a  thousand  glittering  lights.

* welcome  to  portum’s  annual  halloween  fair !

IC  INFORMATION.

TLDR   :   every year the witches organize the annual halloween fair with several games and food stands. attendees wear costumes, and the vibes are lively and slightly chaotic.

DATE   :    october  31st.

TIME   :    afternoon,  the  halloween  fair  starts  around  7:00 p.m.  and  ends  well  into  the  night .

LOCATION   :   portum’s  fair. 

SPECIAL  EVENT   :   costume  competition !  (  more  info  coming  soon  ).

OOC  INFORMATION.

our  first  event  will  last  ten  days,  starting  today,  october  23rd,  and  ending  on  november  2nd.  

participation  is  mandatory.  

you  can  have  your  character  attending  the  event  or  working  on  a  stand.  

feel  free  to  post  the  outfit  /  costume  your  muse  is  wearing,  we’d  love  to  see  them !

you  can  tag  your  starters  and  outfits  posts  with  portum:halloween .

starting  now,  you  can  post  open  starters  or  plot  threads  for  closed  ones !

have  fun !    it’s  the  most  important  thing.  and  any  doubts  you  might  have,  the  inbox  +  questions  channel  are  always  available.

[ahopelessromantika]

"Merry Christmas!" a cheerful voice rings out.

Bemused, he blinks at his younger brother's female classmate who is standing just outside his bedroom door. 

"Merry Christmas," he politely replies.

The girl beams at him and hands him a gift.

"For me?" he questions, puzzled. After all, they aren't close.

The little girl nods at him, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She's five years younger than him, still in elementary school, and he's already in his third year of middle school. Her innocent doe eyes peer at him expectantly.

He decides to accept the gift. "Thank you."

She gives him another bright grin and rushes downstairs— to his younger brother in the living room, he presumes.

He looks at the gift in his hands. It is clumsily wrapped, but he can sense the thoughtfulness behind it as he carefully rips the wrapping paper open.

A miniscule smile pulls on his lips upon seeing a small, crudely-crocheted cat plushie.

He sets it on the cupboard hosting his model airplanes.

When he sees the girl again, she's already a young woman and not the small child he remembers. She's laughing with his mother, bumping shoulders with his younger brother, and clearly having a good time interacting with his family. Opting to observe instead of mingling, he settles in the corner with a glass of margarita in hand.

"Merry Christmas!" the girl— woman, he reminds himself— says with a tinkling laugh to a passing relative of his.

He wonders when it will be his turn.

Half an hour later, she traipses to him with a merry smile.

"Merry Christmas!" she greets him.

A sense of déjà vu hits him, and he gives her an amused smile.

"Merry Christmas," he quietly responds. "No gift this time?"

The girl— woman, he reminds himself again, but she'll always be a little girl in his eyes, the same lovely girl who unceremoniously gave him a handmade gift twenty-five years ago— chuckles and tilts her head at him.

"It's your turn to give me a gift," she says playfully. "After all, you never sent me a present in return for the gift I gave you in the past."

He hums.

"Sadly, I don't have anything to give you at the moment. But how about I take you out for dinner?"

Her eyes glitter in anticipation.

"As in a date?"

"If you'd like," he shrugs. "Tomorrow at 7 p.m.?"

"Make it 8 p.m. My shift ends around 7 and I still need to wash up."

He raises a questioning eyebrow. "Shift?"

"Yes. I'm a doctor."

"Ah." He lazily swirls the margarita. "So, is that a yes?"

She prettily smiles at him.

"Obviously."

He takes a sip of his cocktail and looks at her affectionately.

"Merry Christmas," he says again.

Her smile grows wider, the endearing dimple on her cheek in full display.

"Merry Christmas."

-by ahopelessromantika-

[yourbravestpigeon]

“Kai and I’ll be back at 7 p.m.”, Irene explained as she handed him a tiny owl-shaped backpack, then a toddler. “Call me if there’s any issue. Please.”

“Okay”, Alberich replied, glancing down at the warm little thing in his arms. “Have fun.”

Then she left, which made sense since he was supposed to be babysitting, and Alberich retreated into his apartment with his somehow-he-supposed granddaughter and an owl backpack. It was a gentle summer evening, perfect for any sort of restaurant or gala or theatre thing Irene and her lover might have planned.

Now, what the fuck did a two-year-old like to do?

“You want me to read something to you?”, he asked, setting her down and rifling through her backpack for some indicators of little Catherine’s hobbies or preferences. There was a deer plushie, lots of Tupperware with cut-up fruits, and a binkie. He handed her the plushie and the binkie and sat down on the couch. Catherine sat down, too, her little diaper butt on the bare floor, which could not be right. Alberich lifted her up and transferred her onto the living room rug, deer and binkie included. She gave off a spit bubble kinda noise and something that sounded like noft, which to his knowledge was neither English nor Mandarin.

“Noft?”

“Noahhfp.”

He sighed and picked up the deer. Inspected it, put it back down.

“Is that your deer?”

Catherine was busy picking at the shag rug with her teensy fingers.

“You like the rug, huh? Does your deer have a name?”

“Ruhhk.”

Alberich severely doubted it, but he wasn’t gonna argue the point. He grabbed the magazine he’d been reading before Irene had gotten there, and decided that the child would notify him if it grew bored of picking apart his rug.

-

The notification was, in fact, Catherine pulling herself upright on the coffee table and throwing the TV remote off of it.

“Hey”, he chided and reached down to retrieve the batteries that had gone flying under the couch. Catherine giggled, then threw her binkie on the floor as well. Alberich checked his watch. It was 5:11pm.

“Don’t you want it?”, he inquired as he picked the drooly thing off the floor, covered in little motes of dust. Catherine reached out with her arms making some more noise. He’d read somewhere that dirt was beneficial to a child’s immune system, so he didn’t feel too bad as he wiped it with his sleeve and handed it back. Not like they were in a chemical lab.

“Stop throwing it…”, he urged as the binkie landed right back at his feet. Catherine was having a whole barrel of laughs at this, so at least he could tell Irene she’d been enjoying herself in his company. This time he put the binkie on the mantlepiece, which elicited faint protests from his adversary. “Fool me once, shame on you…”, he mumbled, now finally stooping down for the batteries and putting them back in the remote. As he fumbled with the plastic bit covering the battery compartment he accidentally pressed a button and the TV launched out of standby, turning the movie he’d been watching right back on. He just about had time to hit pause before Catherine had wobbled over, and he managed to to pluck her off the floor a second before she could press her inquisitive hands against the flatscreen.

“TVs are rarely ever touchscreens”, he explained, then realized he was talking to a toddler, changing his line of argument to a simple “No no.” Catherine seemed unimpressed; the feeling was mutual.

Alberich sat her down on the couch, grabbed the deer and placed it next to her. It was 5:12pm.

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Based on @withlovebinnie 's marvelous little comic!

[burning-heart-otome-fan]

Headcanons for the Burning heart Otome boys!

Muto Takaki:

- he's already up at 5 A.M, you can hear him yelling across the training yard to some firefighters (mostly to Junpei) to be faster.

-in the morning, he drinks hot chocolate

- ever since the death of his girlfriend about 10 years ago, you can find him in his room, looking at a framed picture on the desk of her. He still feels sad from time to time and would spill tears in his room. Tho he would never admit it to anyone.

- despite his ambitious character, he has a soft spot for Soft ice cream. (He denies it everytime)

- he is an early sleeper. Be prepared to see him in bed at like 8 p.m

- muscle boi

Chiba Junpei:

- he has a soft spot for cats and dogs

- he is slightly embarrassed about his name "Chiba" because it sounds like "Shiba" the dog. He often got teased for it in primary school.

- he would flex a lot when he was still in military.

- sport lyfe - he would visit the gym a lot in his free time

-he likes bubble tea

-grab him Switzer chocolate and his heart is yours

- he loves cuddles but denies it in front of his friends

-basically touch starved

Hiromi Kikuchi:

- an energetic person!

-but once his energy reaches zero he his more of a gentle person.

-basically an ambivert!

-he lovesss plushies! Especially foxes!

- he eats take out food much more than you'd think

- boi can't cook

- let him ramble to you about foxes. Just do it. He won't shut up for an hour or more

- he was basically a straight A student at school

Hori Renji:

- He loves cats, he'd own one if it wasn't for his work hours

- he doodles in his free time, but throws them away soon after

-yet he still dreams of being able to draw someday... Won't you help him?

- he reads books in his free time

-touch starved. Really touch starved

- he's Bisexual. You can't convince me otherwise.

- he loves to drink cappuccino in the morning

- he also really likes bubble tea! Especially Mango!

- he works a lot for being the supervisor of the team

- I'm sure he will get a burn out eventually...won't you give him some love?

Matsui Senga:

- quiet guy, but full of surprises

- he only stays at the fire station to search for the truth of the hotel fire from 10 years ago, where his sister died

- kinda wishes that him and Muto would be on good terms but that seems far out of reach

-coffee for life, with lots of sugar!

- if you asked him...he could tell you a lot about the stars you see everyday in the sky. He has a special interest in it that he reads books of it in his free time to calm down

- he just waits for the right moment to ramble...won't you be the one to ask?