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s3thwrit3sstuff · 2 months ago

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❝ Oh, I need to hold you close❞

warnings: monster fucking, knots, pack dynamics, scenting, territorial behaviour, d. penetration, anal sex, scarification, biting, brief mention of a piss kink (but in a joking way), unapologetically possessive, borderline manipulative (r! and the yanderes), mentions of breeding, unnatural amounts of cum, violence, mentions of animal death, body horror (werewolf transformations), AFAB terminology used (clit referred to as cock/dick)

authors note: Oh my god, I'm so sorry this was posted so late. I had an impromptu, volatile, family trip the week of Valentine's and it totally threw off the schedule but the pack is finally here!!! I hope you all love the boys as much as I do! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

Listening to ▸ One More Night by Chris Grey / Want You So Bad by The Vaccines / Cherry Coloured Funk by Cocteau Twins Posted two-weeks earlier here ▸ [ Patreon ]

Ilya decides early on that you don’t need to work. Murmuring to your skin, you could just live like animals with him in a cabin somewhere. He’d plough the lands to make it fertile — his blunt words and sharp grin never failed to make you shove his face away at his obvious innuendos. It was a desire he had within him that you understand but wouldn’t humour.

As much as you hated this capitalist society — society, you mumbled to yourself in a mocking hiss — you enjoyed the little luxuries your job afforded you. It felt good making your own money, even if it came at the cost of dealing with the general public.

After all, it would only take a few hours, and then you’d drive back to your home at the edge of the town to home, or he’d unceremoniously arrive in his truck, with Keaton waving cheerfully your way as he hopped down from the back. His gummy grin, with those fangs poking his lower lip, instantly tugged the corners of your lips up. The younger man wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you in his usual greeting.

“Keaton,” Your little groan made him laugh boisterously. He hitched you up higher, curling his arm under your ass with a victorious ‘whoop!’ that forces you to purse your lips together as a way to not encourage him further.

Ilya would watch with that smug canine-like grin from where he was sitting, draping an elbow out the window and calling out for you with his voice dripping with confidence.

“My coworkers are starting to think you guys are recruiting me into a woodland cult, you know that right?” You said with a pointed tone, one brow raised to prove your point.

Keaton bounces you, which makes you yelp. Wrapping your arms around his fluffy head of hair also makes him yelp. Ilya simply chuckles at the humorous sight. Even with supernatural strength, Keaton was chronically clumsy.

“We make a pretty shit cult!” Ilya tilts his head down as he yells, his dark shades sliding down his nose bridge slightly while your nosy coworkers either turn their gazes away from the parking lot or hurry to their car. Small town, it couldn’t be helped. Most of their entertainment comes from hot gossip and your queer relationship with four men was irrevocably the hottest gossip they’ve ever had the pleasure of witnessing.

“Ilya!” You scold whilst still trying to crunch your stomach, Keaton balancing you on his shoulder. “You’re an ass, I’m gonna have to talk to them tomorrow!”

Keaton finally places you on the hood of the truck, hiding his sigh of relief as he boxes you in with his hands. His puffy monolids earn him a concerned stroke over those pretty brown eyes from you. “You didn’t come home last night, you didn’t get into too much trouble, right?”

Keaton was the youngest in your pack, polycule, the menagerie of men that had found themselves attached to you. He worked hard to prove himself worthy to you and others even though he didn’t need to.

He grins coyly, nuzzling his nose into your palm sweetly to reassure you. “Nothing your boy couldn’t handle, sweetheart,” You crinkle your nose at his flirtatious tone, that damn English accent of his never failing to make heat rush to your face. It wasn’t fair that he knew this fact.

What with him being a werewolf and all —

“His ass is hot enough as it is, Keaton. Let’s not burn it on the hood.”

Ilya brushes the long framing pieces of his pale gold hair back, a pinkish, healed, scar that ran down his right eye peeking out from the top and bottom of his shades. Your thumb brushes over Keaton’s right jaw, how the scar dips into his cheeks a bit. Matching scars. Sweet, wasn’t it?

You succumb to Keaton’s manhandling as he picks you up and places you on the passenger side, squeezing you between himself and Ilya.

“Harley’s making dinner,” Keaton informs as he rolls down the windows. You lean back, kneading into your neck. “What’s the occasion?”

Ilya gasps dramatically, pushing his glasses up to rest them on his head. He turns his head, ignoring the road ahead. “You forgot what today is? Of all days?”

Keeping up with four birthdays was a hassle, but you’re certain that today wasn't any of their birth anniversaries—as Keaton likes to call them—so you simply turn his scruffy chin forward while you think.

“I’m heartbroken,” Ilya continues while Keaton chuckles softly. “We’ve prepared so much for you.”

“Was today a busy day?” Keaton asks, placing his elbow on the window ledge with a brow raised. “You didn’t notice the decorations?”

Both of them guffaw as you furrow your brows in thought. Today was rather busy and you found yourself focusing on tasks rather than the decorations. But you remembered the smell of bouquets and the little heart motifs scattered around and you gasped softly.

“I can’t believe you forgot about Valentine's Day,” Keaton laughs through his words. “You’d think that as a guy dating four other men…”

“Our sweetheart here is as cruel as he is beautiful, Keaton,” laments Ilya. The breeze flowing through now smelled of pine and wood the further you went. The trees now grew taller as the path continued to become more winding.

“Hey, I was busy!” You huffed defensively, lightly squirming against Keaton’s hold when he wrapped his arms around your shoulders. “I’m sorry I’m not running around the woods naked, hunting venison. I provide for my four housewives with streaming services and wi-fi.”

Ilya laughs just as he breaks the monotonous drive with a smooth turn to a down path. The ride is bumpy but Keaton simply holds you close. Your home is an older house. Its skeleton is sturdy, with signs of care and improvement plastered here and there. The warm wood tones and stone gave it a much cosier feel, with Harley’s abundance of plants hanging down and planted in large pots. Ilya’s garage was detached off to the side, and messes were strewn about in controlled chaos that no one dared to disturb in case it disrupted Ilya’s flow.

The newest addition to the side of the home was a sunroom for Harley and Pearl to make their own. Bags of dirt and freshly potted plants were in one corner while the other had a large table covered in paint and brushes. The gravel crunched under the weight of the truck and you spotted Harley’s blurry figure behind the patchwork frosted-and-stained glass windows as he made his way to the front door. When he smiles, the scar down his lip stretches, and you press a loving kiss over it just as you wrap your arms loosely around his shoulders.

“Happy Valentine's Day, baby.” Your words instantly soften his eyes, gently squeezing you closer to his soft front as he presses a kiss on your forehead.

“That’s unfair!” Keaton gawks, coming to Harley’s side and only quieting down into a playful glare when he’s bestowed a loving kiss on his temple. “He forgot today’s Valentine’s Day until Ilya and I told him. You cheater,” You stick your tongue out at Keaton and he returns it whilst Ilya and Harley share a warm kiss.

The day’s exhaustion was slowly seeping out of you as your mates surrounded you, but you were still missing one more.“He’s been missing you, bad” Harley takes a soft tone and the worried scrunch of your brows makes him poke the little wrinkle which made you chuckle — Harley patted your backside as you slipped past him to make your way towards your precious Pearl.

You hear his desperate whines through the door of the den, calling out his name softly as you creak open the French doors. Pearl peeked his head out from the mess of duvets, scented clothes, and pillows. His hair messily flowing over his shoulder as he straightens up into a kneeling position, the padded chain on his ankles clinking as he attempts to inch closer to you.

He appeared feverish but still wholly there. You offer a kind smile, kneeling and pressing a kiss to the scar across his nose — the length of which was the space between his eyes — and threading your fingers through his hair to massage at the base of his skull. His eyes flutter close, leaning onto you and sighing in contentment as he breathes you in.

“Keaton was yelling, ‘bout what?” Pearl whispers. You stifle a chuckle, focusing on working your fingers on him and easing him as much as you can.

“I forgot about Valentine’s Day. He reminded me, so I wished Harley a Happy V-Day at the door and K called me a cheater.” You feel his lips stretch into a wide smile, his teeth lightly brushed against your jaw as he embraces you.

“I think I’m just an opportunistic hunter, not a cheater,” Pearl hums his agreement as he noses at your neck. You close your eyes, working your touch to his face to brush over the raised scar — the action makes him shiver but he doesn’t ask you to stop.

“Your rut’s comin’ in hot, huh?”

“Harley’s been helping, but I just really missed you today.”

It was romantic that Pearl’s rut was coming on today of all days, which made it a bit more special. Not that any of you needed to be convinced to help the other out in their time of need, in more ways than just sexual, but you suppose you understand why they — Ilya and Keaton — were being whiny about your forgetfulness.

Ilya makes his presence known with his deliberate footsteps, waiting for Pearl’s tense shoulders to lower before he makes his way inside. Pearl greets him with a crackly rumble of his throat that Ilya returns.

“Harley’s made dinner. Let’s wash up, mh?”

You can’t help the rush of excitement that washes over your body at Ilya’s purr and neither can Pearl. He stands up, the thick blanket over his shoulder the only thing keeping his bits away from view. Ilya’s the tallest in your pack, towering over most people and intimidating them with his sharp grin and gleaming blue eyes — it doesn’t help that he’s pretty well-built. Wolf shifters, werewolves, lycans — whatever you wish to call them — built muscles better than the average human and Ilya was a fine example of such.

Pearl intimidated others with his height as well. Despite his thinner frame and long hair, his height and the scar across his pretty face could be a terrifying combo to others when he’s looming over your shoulder with his green eyes darkened. Ilya finds Pearl adorable despite his tendency to make people piss in their pants from his wide-eyed glare though. Joking it was the reason he fell for him when he met the two of you for the first time.

The blonde wrapped his arms around the feverish Pearl and motioned for you to follow them to the bathroom. You reminisce about how all of you came to be.

Pearl had been your childhood friend. He’d always been the quiet kid, preferring to keep to himself and despising when the classroom got too loud or noisy. You felt protective of him then and he adored you for doing so — he never mentioned how tough his home life was when you were little, and his supernatural healing never left much scars anyway, but having you share your toys with him or quietly sitting next to him during recess was always a soothing balm to the abuse that awaited him behind closed door.

He’d been so protective of you. In his own way. Quietly watching your window at night, his ears pointed forward in alert at every little noise that came from your room. Memorizing the smell of your clothes, your unique scent, the soap you used, the shampoo, the cologne — but nothing compared to seeing you laugh. The crinkle in your nose, the smile lines on your cheeks, seeing your gums and your lips spread open while you throw your head back. Pearl swears nothing compared to that.

So when Ilya came to your town, with his bike and blonde buzzcut and annoyingly seductive accent, Pearl felt his hackles rise. Humans had an instinct, something inside them that sent prickles of goose flesh across their skin when they met eyes with people like Pearl. From the dark ages maybe. A survival trait they kept within their DNA, generations of terror woven into their bloodlines.

Ilya wasn’t a human and that frustrated Pearl. Because suddenly, he couldn’t use his intimidation tactics anymore. Ilya and him were on the same level and Pearl couldn’t sleep for nights as he insisted on sleepovers at yours, making a weepy story about his father drinking again.

It didn’t annoy Ilya to smell Pearl’s scent all over you. That cool confidence he had when he’d land his shoulder on your locker and smile down at you made Pearl leave claw marks on his textbooks, his claws puncturing through the thick cover when Ilya made eye contact with him from across the hall.

In truth, Pearl wasn’t the only one feeling troubled with Ilya’s presence. You did as well. Feeling some odd guilt when Ilya convinces you to stay in his garage for longer, or being under his arm and getting flustered when you were sure you’d been forming a crush on Pearl.

Ilya on the other hand?

He was loving every second. Your conflicted expressions. The ‘will he or will he not’s?’ moments between you made him feel giddy. You seemed so guilt-ridden as if he was a guilty pleasure.

And Pearl’s frustration and anger? It was like an aphrodisiac. Finding a pack after moving away from his previous one with just his mother and little sister was tough — Pearl’s family weren’t exactly tolerant to those with, as they had put it, fucked up accents. It was malicious at first, screwing with Pearl’s favourite little human, but then…

Pinning him down, chunks of dirt flew up into the air as they wrestled and bit at each other. Bits of fur and spit flying around, blood painting the ground, their breaths puffing up into the cold air that night. Pearl’s dark coat shone with crimson, his claws slashing down at Ilya’s cheek and splitting his skin apart — god, it was so hot seeing him so angry.

Pearl escaped beneath him, panting as he watched him shed his skin to his human one. Naked, bruised, battered, bleeding — licking the blood away from his lips as he openly eyed Pearl.

The scar that ran down his right eye bleeding heavily just like the scar across Pearl’s nose.

Ilya had never considered himself as monogamous. His version of love was as wild as he was. He despised those who cheated though, and if his partner had been monogamous, he’d respected it and be content; though, as he helped Pearl and you in the shower, with Harley and Keaton setting up for dinner, he was right where he needed to be.

Ilya helps Pearl with washing his waist-length hair, admiring him and you as the water cascades down your bodies. When he presses close, Pearl lets out a snort at the feeling of Ilya’s hard-on to his ass.

“Am I the one in a rut or are you?” Ilya presses his tongue to Pearl’s neck, growling playfully as he presses closer. You laugh when shampoo lands on his tongue and the tall blonde wretches, hacking and tilting his tongue towards the shower to wash it off.

Harley doesn’t ask what happens when he steps inside, simply ignoring Ilya choking on the water as he places some towels on the counter. You coo out your thanks between the giggles and he reaches in to place a kiss on your lips and Pearls as well.

Harley and Keaton had come together in a package. Stumbling into your territory by complete accident during a full moon, meeting the wrath of a protective Pearl and Ilya because they’d been watching you soak in the moonlight naked as the day you were born.

The scar on Harley’s lips and Keaton’s jaw — it healed just fine at first. Until they got closer to your pack and heard Ilya’s romantic retelling of their scars seemed to convince Keaton that he needed to reopen it. To mark himself with something to remind themselves of the first time they met all of you, Harley didn’t seem convinced at first until he had you sat on his lap with a wolf shifter’s claw in one hand, fashioned into a dagger.

‘Who did that come from?” he asked. You smile at him, leaning in until he can feel your eyelashes brush along his temple. “Ilya broke it during your fight. I was so scared watching the both of you fight, the growling, the ripping.”

Harley gulped thickly, his heart racing as he remembered that first encounter. You place your hand over his chest, his senses were so heightened at that moment he swore he heard the friction of your palm against his curly chest hair.

“I had the best sex of my life that night,” Harley squirms when you giggle into his ear. “Keaton said you fucked him through the mattress that night too.”

Being a human honestly didn’t matter in the grand scheme of things. You had these men on your damn leash and that wasn’t some secret. It was truly all your doing — Pearl’s stalking, Ilya’s desire to have you stay at home with them, Harley’s constant doting, Keaton’s need to impress you.

In truth, despite your playful teases and chidings, you adored the love they showed you—even the more intense sides.

Why would you change their nature? When you go into a den of wolves, did you expect them to not use their fangs and claws?

This was how love had always been. Pearl’s breath on your bare neck while you sleep. Ilya’s claws poke at the flesh of your waist when he notices eyes on you. Harley’s growl against your shoulder when he smells someone else on you. Keaton’s fangs threaten to pierce your thigh when he has your legs over his shoulder in an alleyway after someone was being ‘too nice’ to you.

Harley had prepared some spicy vodka pasta with some chicken, something that made Pearl sway excitedly in his seat as he took bite after bite. Idle chatter was shared, Keaton complaining about your forgetfulness and slyness while Ilya mentioned getting to repair some old man’s precious bike after warming up to him at the bar.

“I was out all night to make sure no one crashes our party later,” Keaton admits with a proud smirk. You can imagine him and his grey coat, getting on his strong hind legs to smell the shifts in the air then going on all fours again — a streak of silver between the tall trees in the night.

“That’s a cute way of saying you pissed marked our land,” Your teasing makes Harley and Pearl roll their eyes. Ilya laughs, covering his mouth while Keaton flares his nostrils at you in a huff. “You’re totally askin’ for it, aren’t ya’?”

“I’m just saying!” You chuckle as you raise your hands, “It’s cute!”

“It’s not supposed to be! I’m keeping intruders away, bears and all that!”

“Keaton, honey, can we not talk about your piss during dinner?” Pearly politely interjects.

“Wha — why not!?”

Ilya purrs, swallowing his food to add more to the conversation until Harley disrupts his plans by shoving more pasta in his mouth.

A night walk after dinner was the perfect way to begin your party. Your mates had gone ahead first, nuzzling your cheek sweetly as they shed their human skin. The sounds of their bones breaking and muscles tearing apart, the heat radiating from their rapid growth and change, made the night air much more bearable. The gore that was leftover stained your bare feet, but Ilya sweetly licked it away, pressing his nose to your stomach and pleading silently for your touch through his fur.

Your skin was like cool river water, soothing his too-hot skin as it slowly adjusted to the environment. Keaton bumps into him, impatient as his tail thumps into the ground and he presses his snout to your shoulder, towering over you as he uses his two hind paws legs to stand on. Harley’s large hands press to your waist, his claws carefully hovering as he nudges your palm to his snout.

They were terrifying beasts of legend. Even on all fours, they were nearly as tall as horses, and when they stood up on their legs they easily dwarfed even the tallest man. Their claws could easily disembowel you and their fangs could puncture through your skull with no effort. Hell, if Keaton was careless enough, he could fracture your ribs just by thwacking his tail to your chest.

The stench of iron and heated flesh should scare you if the sight of their transformation didn’t, but you’d grown so desensitized to it. You admired the sight, the smell, the feeling of their strong muscles underneath your hand as they overwhelmed you with affection.

Pearl approaches you from behind, his breath making your hair sway as his large tongue licks at your neck. You cradle his bottom jaw, feeling the blunt teeth he has with no fear despite knowing how easily he could just snap your fingers off. He whines, feeling you inspect his maw so casually — letting him taste you when he was already so pent up.

Neither did that thin white shirt you have on. Whenever you moved, the ends of it swayed enticingly across the tops of your bare thighs and there was nothing more that he wanted to do than bury himself between them.

You push his mouth away, detaching yourself from the four of them. Walking backwards, feeling their blood on the dirt, watching them watching you; how their eyes glowed in the dark when a cloud momentarily hid the moon away from such a frightening scene. They don’t move but every muscle seemed ready for a chase.

You tease them by baring your teeth in that devilish grin, each step away from them coy and playful. You’re getting too far — Pearl takes a step forward and you freeze just as they all do. Harley’s low growl sends shivers down your spine, he licks at his teeth, taking a step as well which Ilya follows.

It’s Keaton’s impatience that starts the chase.

He takes one, then two, three and by the fourth you’ve turned around and began running.

These woods, your woods, were familiar to you. You knew every nook and cranny, running in the dark didn’t scare you anymore. Even with four werewolves hunting you down. You could hear them, barking and howling as they rushed towards you.

You use your size to your advantage. Ducking and weaving through the branches and trees. Ilya’s bulky size falters with every sharp turn and Harley’s not faring any better. The branches cut into your skin, further enticing them as you laugh breathlessly.

The light breaching from the treetops was swaying, something only Pearl often did when he’d jump from tree to tree to try and pin you down. He wasn’t usually so impatient but it was fine. He’d been waiting all day for this, his rut now fully overtaking him as he zeroed in on you.

You break through the trees into a familiar clearing. A snarl rips through the pounding in your ears and you see them. Four monstrous wolves surrounded you, their tongues lolled out as they panted and panted. Breathing in your scent greedily while you watched them get closer and closer and closer.

Pearl’s large paw covers the entirety of your chest. The claw of his pointer finger poking your bottom lip, applying just enough pressure to make you suck in a breath. Their skin was rough, they had to be considering how they moved around under the moonlight — hunting to provide for you and protecting you from other supernaturals.

It’s hard to kiss when they’re shifted. But you can tell he wants to. Those green eyes are so overcome with choices and needs as he takes in the sight of you. The breeze that flutters by makes you shiver, so Pearl grabs you by the waist to pull you in.

“I want to tear you apart,” his voice is barely human. Every word was a snarl, but underlying is unmistakably your Pearl. You feel through his fur, suppressing your grin as you spot his tail beginning to sway from side to side.

“Are you asking or telling me?”

You’re on your back. The soft grass and undergrowth cushion you further as Pearl hovers above you, his size completely dwarfing the night sky. Hiding you away from the heavens, keeping you safe from whatever deity that watched on. No, they wouldn’t be able to see you — they didn’t deserve to see you like this. They weren’t Ilya, or Harley, or Keaton. The angels hadn’t proved their devotion to you, not like they had.

Harley approaches with his russet brown fur and gold eyes beckoning for your attention. Pearl pays him no mind as he focuses on your thin white shirt. He tears through it, further exposing your body to him. You gasp, feeling the raised welts he’d left stinging so he leans down to lick at it, keeping it warm from the cold night air. His tongue made you inhale sharply, warmth spreading throughout your entire body as he dragged it down your sternum to your navel and finally to his warm cunt.

Harley watches Pearl, bringing your head to his stomach to lie on. You know he’s just being cautious — Pearl was in a rut; he could get impatient. You weren’t a werewolf with supernatural healing, if he was too rushed, he could hurt you. You send Harley a sheepish grin but your face quickly melts into pleasure as Pearl’s warm tongue slips inside of you. The visual would terrify anyone. This beast with his deadly mouth over your sex, his sharp claws digging into the plush of your thighs while his fangs hover too close. But this was pure heaven to you — this image might as well be painted onto chapel walls.

You moan out his name, digging your shoulders involuntarily into Harley as he laps and fucks your hole. Your taste overtakes his muddled senses, just as your scent does. The moonlight on your bare skin with Harley keeping you comfortable and warm — his hard-on peaking through his sheath. Pearl can hear Keaton’s pants as he circles, the grey wolf keeping his head low as he waits for his turn.

While Ilya was simply watching on. He always did love to watch — kinky fuck.

Pearl imagines Ilya laughing at his insult and how sweet your laughter would be when you join in, then Harley and Keaton. A symphony that Pearl still can’t believe he’s allowed to hear or participate in.

You arch your back when he brushes his fangs on your cock, something he reprimands by digging his claws into your flesh. Your blood is an aphrodisiac that Keaton can’t resist. He draws close to your side, whining as he tries to lick it away. The sound Pearl’s jaw makes when he snaps at him makes you flinch, so Harley licks at your neck. His chest rumbles soothingly to keep you calm.

“Keaton, wait,” Harley reminds. He whines again, laying his head on your chest. Pinning you down. It’s hard to do much in this form without risking an injury to you and Keaton’s not known for his patience so you call out to him, voice breaking as Pearl continues to pay close attention to your twitching and raising cock.

“I can suck you off, baby.”

Keaton’s cock had fully come out of his sheath the second Pearl had laid you on the ground. It twitched against his stomach. The thick member gleaming with pre as he positions himself to your side. It’s a bit awkward considering this anatomy wasn’t meant to be kneeled like this, but he doesn’t complain — not when you press your pillowy lips to his leaking tip and look up at him so sweetly.

“You brat,” Harley chides though he doesn’t mean it. Keaton was the youngest, a fact he often used to his advantage to get his way. Keaton just focuses on you, his smug energy being felt even with no grin or smirk.

Watching you take monster cock was a sight only for them. They imprint it into their memories. Your lips struggling to wrap around it, cheeks desperately sucked in as you breathe through your nose. That determined look in your eyes as you bob your head — you took in their human cocks like a champ, you weren’t going to let a little transformation stop you from doing the same when they’ve turned.

Keaton ruts his hips, his tip hitting the back of your throat. You pull away with a lewd pwah sound, panting raggedly as Pearl brings you to your first orgasm of the night. You don’t even get to warn him before you moan out for him once again, ripping out a handful of grass from the dirt as you cum.

Pearl pulls away, licking his mouth. But he wasn’t satisfied. His cock hung heavy between his legs, bright red and angry as he climbs back on top of you. He lets Keaton lick at the remnants of you on his snout while he nudges his tip against you. He ruts and ruts, grunting and growling as he feels you.

You whine softly, keeping Keaton’s cock happy with your hand while you hungrily stare at his dick rubbing against your cunt.

“Yuh - you said you were going to tear me apart,” you whimper out. “Ruin me already.”

“Fuck.”

His cock applies pressure, but your cunt won’t give in. It frustrates the both of you. You reach a hand down to spread yourself for him, whispering pleas for him to try again so he does. The tip of his dick presses in and the pressure makes you chew on your bottom lip. Harley’s chest rumbles again while Keaton teases at your chest with his large hands. Rubbing a bit of dirt onto you — tainting you further.

“Doing so good for us, yeah? Taking in Pearl’s thick fucking cock like a champ. Yeah, c’mon, we know you can do it,” Harley reminds you to breathe and finally Pearl’s tip pops inside, something that makes you squirm. He stills, despite his instincts yelling at him to keep pushing in — Pearl stills. He doesn’t want to hurt you, he can’t.

But when he looks down at you and sees your wet eyes and wetter cunt, he feels his self-restraint escaping him. Your body was at a cross between pushing him out or keeping him in, pulsing around the sensitive cockhead but you had made up your mind.

“Muh -More, more, fuck — more, please.”

So good for them. You were made for monster cocks. Made just for them to fuck, to use, to ruin, to tear apart.

Pearl snarls, gripping at your waist with both hands and pushes in. You groan deep in your throat, eyes rolling back as his dick splits you apart. His girth was making your head spin, the more he pushed in the emptier your brain got.

“Halfway in,” Keaton grumbles out, “C’mon baby, you got it.”

Pearl angles your hips, adjusting you as if you were some toy, then gives you a few shallow thrusts. It makes you squeal, dirt digging under your nails as sweat slides down your neck.

“Breathe, sweetheart,” Ilya’s voice makes you whimper. The white wolf nips at Pearl’s arms, immediately making him loosen his bruising grip. “You’re pushing Pearl out. You want his cock, right?”

You nod, weak little ‘mhm’s’ coming from your chewed-up lips.

“You don’t wanna be empty anymore, right?”

“No, never again. Want all of you inside, all of you.”

Harley chuckles at that while Keaton sympathizes with you, nudging his snout to your cheek sweetly.

“Focus on taking his dick first, greedy little thing,” Ilya coos.

Pearl slides more of himself in. Letting your body adjust and when he finally bottoms out, you’re convinced nothing could compare to this. This fullness, being this complete. Pearl strokes over the bulge in your stomach with his thumb, gently pressing down and laughing breathlessly when you mewl.

“Fuh - fuck, you’re — I can only feel your cock.”

Pearl’s changing the shape of your insides. His cock pulsing desperately and then, warmth floods you. You shudder, squirming again in alarm while he’s trembling above you. You can feel his cum leak out of you while he can feel just how much warmer it makes you.

You’re not disappointed at him cumming so fast, considering how his dick was still as stiff as a metal pole —

He drags his cock out, and the obscene noise your boypussy makes earns a happy thump of Keaton’s tail against the ground. The emptiness you feel is short-lived, but you still manage to sob out that you need him inside again, to which he happily obliges.

Pearl thrusts himself back in, his knot swollen as it continues to press against you. He adjusts his stance, pushing you further up Harley’s body as he fucks you. You’re at his mercy, body going limp as he continues.

No, not just at his mercy. You can feel Harley’s cock against your shoulder, and Keaton’s on your chest.

You can’t let them go unhappy.

It was Valentine’s Day.

You’re on your hands and knees now. It was easier like this to use all parts of you. Your knees were spread, the crushed grass beneath you leaving indents of the blades of grass into your knees and palms. You can barely breathe with Harley’s cock inside of your mouth but with Keaton’s rough thrusts, you find yourself gagging and choking more than you’re sucking.

“Keaton, slow down.” Harley chuckles. “He can barely keep himself on my dick.”

Keaton whines, shaking his head and pinning his ears back as he presses his hips to your ass. It made you cough, nearly falling onto your face if it weren’t for Harley catching you.

“He feels so good,” Keaton’s accent got rougher the drunker he got. More growly as he struggles to actually speak. “Fuck, he’s so soft. So tight, shit Harls, there’s so much cum inside of him. It’s so fuckin’ gross.”

You should make an indignant retort, though you know Keaton’s just degrading you, but you’re too focused on cumming again. Keaton groans when your insides squeeze him, practically fluttering around him as you pulse and jerk until you finally manage to catch your breath.

“Fuuuuck” Keaton hitches you back, grinding you onto his cock until he finally lets out a load inside of you. You moan, legs shaking as you feel globs of cum sliding down your thighs.

“Yeah, take all of it, baby.”

Harley straightens your position, letting you lean against Harley as he nudges his cock to your hole.

“Think he’s loose enough?” Keaton shrugs a bit, giving you another roll of his hips which you can barely manage to tighten up at anymore. “Fuck yeah, he is.”

Ilya chuckles at Harley’s wagging tail. Sucking in a breath when Pearl bites into his shoulder, his cockhead once again pressing into that spot that makes Ilya’s entire body shudder.

“Ilya,” Pearl snarls out, going as hard as he can without worrying about breaking any hip bones. Ilya takes him in with ease, grunting with each thrust while his dick leaks onto the forest floor.

“Feelin’good, pretty?”

The nickname sounded odd in the moment. Werewolves weren’t pretty. But Pearl was. He’d always been, even like this — No. Especially like this. Fucking him senselessly, his rut in full effect.

“You’re so tight, Ilya.”

The white wolf simply moans in agreement, baring his neck as he watches you.

You’re being held up by Keaton, your skin shining with sweat and dirt and bits of blood while Harley nudges his cock to your half-filled entrance. You feel his stare — he’s so proud that you can still be aware enough to notice — and give him a loose grin.

What a whore.

Smiling so sweetly at him even when two cocks were pressed against you.

Pearl growls as he catches on Ilya’s stare, his dick twitching inside of him as you completely break apart at the two of them.

They didn’t even have to thrust — they couldn’t even if they wanted to – to have you squirt around their halfway in cocks. Your hips bucking and thighs twitching as you pant, gripping onto Harley’s neck desperately as your toes curl in the air.

“Shit, I can’t — Mngh! Ngh-ah! I can’t stop cumming, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Ilya shed into his human skin, stalking close to you as you’re laid on Pearl’s front. Chest to chest as he shushes you, using his strength to easily manipulate your hips up and down his cock.

“You’re so ready for my knot, baby,” Pearl encourages.

Ilya kneels between Pearl’s legs, grabbing at the mounds of your ass before he spits at your soaked asshole. You moan, turning to look over your shoulder, watching Ilya as he licks at it. You flutter your eyes closed, simply wrapping your arms around Pearl’s neck.

“Knot me, knot me, knot me.”

Pearl grunts when Ilya tongues at his knot, teasing it just because he could. Keaton's loud yelp earns a pleased groan from you, watching as Harley fucks into him in their human form.

Ilya’s cock presses into you and you perk your ass backwards, feeling him stretch your ass out. It’s always been Ilya’s favourite — it was rare for him to fuck your boycunt, he preferred this hole, he says.

He was the only one allowed to fuck it. Your walls welcomed him in, practically greeting him in a hug, and he smiles when he feels Pearl’s cock.

“Our cocks are frotagging inside of you, sweetheart.” Ilya tells you, biting down on your earlobe with his still too-wolflike teeth. “You’re so filthy. So fucked up. You’re spilling out cum with every thrust. Can you even feel me inside of you?”

You can’t manage a reply. Making noises of agreement as your cock rubs against Pearl’s coarse fur.

“Cuh - cummin…cummin — Ah-ah” you can’t even scream anymore. Not like Keaton who tossed his head back, cock bouncing on his wet stomach, as Harley fucks him into the dirt.

Pearl’s knot slips inside, by accident, and you squeak in alarm. Ilya shushes you, helping Pearl guide you further down his knot. It’s big, fuck it’s big. Your cunt still offers some form of resistance, but it’s futile.

“There we go, that’s our boy.”

Ilya gives you rough thrusts, something that even makes Pearl moan as he can feel the movement from inside of you before he claims your insides. His cum is the only one leaking out of your ass. When it leaks down to where you’re connected with Pearl, he tries to lick it clean which earns him a smack to the face by Pearl’s tail.

“Oh- oh fuck! Harls!”

Ilya and Pearl watch the scene before them, the sound of skin slapping skin making Ilya groan.

“C’mon Harls,” Ilya purrs. “That’s it, fuck his ass. Such a good boy, eh? He deserves a load in him.”

Keaton mewls, arching his back as Harley finally cums inside of him. The sensation was enough to send him over the edge as well.

For a while, the only people talking were Ilya and Harley as they praised and licked each other clean while you laid on Pearl who refused to shift back — he refused to while you were knotted so preciously around him.

What was left of your shirt was used to wipe away sweat and cum. Your mates were so gentle as they cleaned you up, kissing up your spine and rubbing at the bruises on your waist.

“Fuck,” you groan out as your thoughts finally return to you. That warm haziness in your brain still lingers though not as strong.

“I’m never forgetting Valentine’s Day ever again.”

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ANONYMOUS REQUESTED:

"Okay, okay! Hear me out on this: An MC who gifts every boy and the staff (minus Crowley) a specially made gift (alongside chocolate ofc) for Valentine's Day. For example, Riddle gets a bouquet of roses alongside heart-shaped chocolate, Ace getting a chocolate cherry pie and a watch, and Cater gets a skateboard and spicy chocolate.

I can just imagine the chaos that will ensue.

"Hey! Your chocolate is bigger than mine!"

"No fair! I wanted that too!"

Thank you and have a great day!"

AN UNTYPICAL VALENTINE’S

“Congratulations, MC. You have now become the Santa of Valentine’s Day!”

SUMMARY: It's Valentine's Day in Twisted Wonderland, and you already know what that means: a mix of chocolates and petty discussions~! (Everyone x Fem!Reader)

WARNINGS: None... Other than MC’s empty wallet.

CONTENT: Ortho doesn’t have a section, but his reaction is described in the introduction. Me trying to understand these boys and their past, so they might seem a little ooc. Also Lilia’s part may have end up a little too philosophical.

A/N: Okay okay. I know Valentine’s was five months ago, and that I was in an unexpected hiatus for more than six months, but I just really wanted to post this because this draft was eating me alive. Also, I don’t know why, but Pomefiore’s part was so difficult to write, and thus, I ended up giving up temporarily.

Annnd, I know that the request asked for the staff as well, but I didn’t want to make this longer than it already is, so I decided I will post it separately. Eventually.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this! :)

WORDS: 10K+

Ah, Valentine’s Day. A lively festivity that encompasses love and friendship, usually celebrated by those who want to demonstrate affection to the people they care about the most, being in a platonic or a romantic way.

Yet, that’s talking outside of Night Raven College, an academy that’s full of eccentric students, and so, on behalf of that eccentricity, things are a little bit different.

And it all starts with your protective and small companion, Grim.

You finished checking your bag for the last time before leaving, assuring that all the chocolates and gifts you packed were inside, afraid of forgetting any of them in the dorm.

“Sevens, how am I going to carry this...?” You murmured while staring at the huge sack that contained all of your presents, thinking that it resembled the bag that a certain character would only use every Christmas.

All you did was sigh, mentally preparing yourself to carry that seemingly heavy Santa bag.

Or at least that’s what you were going to do, until a sleepy voice stopped you from doing so, effectively getting your attention.

“Where are you going, henchman...?” Grim groggily asked, yawning as he rubbed his eyes. “And why do you have that bag...?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at Grim’s drowsy expression as you approached him, scratching his head lightly. “You see, since today is Valentine’s, I wanted to make something special for our friends, so—” And before you could finish your sentence, an excited scream echoed from the old dorm, startling you both.

"Did someone say Valentine's?!" Conrad yelled, cheerfully floating around.

"This brings back so many great memories! I still remember all the chocolates I've received when I was alive. Such great days~" Brawley said, his mind consumed by memories from his past, all while wearing a nostalgic smile.

"Oh, what do we have here~?" Arthur asked, curiosity getting the best out of him as he picked some of the presents that were at the top. "Some gifts for your friends, perhaps~?" He teased, wiggling his eyebrows in a funny manner.

Letting out a soft chuckle while trying to calm Grim down—who was certainly not happy after the abrupt appearance—, you answered. “Indeed, it’s Valentine’s after all. Do they meet your expectations?” You jokingly asked, prompting a playful laughter from the trio of ghosts.

“I absolutely approve them, but I don’t know if those students will.”

“It's obvious they will! She even has personalized chocolates for all of them!”

“That’s true... I wonder how long it took you to prepare all of this.”

They commented, starting a light chat about the festivity, all laughing and having fun. However, in between the funny remarks and jokes, Grim had enough, whining in annoyance as his brain tried its best to understand what was happening.

“What are ya’ talking about?” He complained, turning to look at you with an angry expression. “Henchman! Explain this madness!”

“Well, Grim,” you started, trying to find the correct words to clarify the meaning of this holiday to him. “Valentine’s Day is—“ Although it seemed that you didn’t have to in the first place, seeing that you were once again interrupted by your strangely excited fellows.

“Oh!”, Brawley exclaimed. “Can we explain it?”

“Yeah, we’re the best people, er- Ghosts when it comes to Valentine’s,” Arthur enthusiastically stated.

“Can we make the explanation, MC?” Conrad asked, and since you didn’t want to ruin their happiness, you agreed.

“The floor is yours,” and with that cue, they stood in front of a confused Grim, who looked at you with slight fear and overall confusion.

It took you a few moments to realize that they took it quite literally as you listened to their old-styled song about the festivity, which maybe overused the word “love” in a romantic way... Yet, it was a detail that you didn’t pay much attention to, instead deciding to enjoy the show.

But someone that didn’t take this lightly was Grim, being that a certain sentence was starting to repeat in his mind over and over again: “A day when love stories start! Who would be the next one to take this important step~?”

He was so alarmed that he missed the part where they explained that it was also a day to share with friends, so the first thing that passed through his head was: “They’re tryin’ to steal my henchman! I cannot let that happen!”

And so, a genius idea was born.

“I’ll go with you, henchman!” He suddenly exclaimed, taking you by surprise, frowning in response.

“Really?” You inquired, and so did the ghosts, adding themselves to the confusion train while raising an eyebrow.

“What? I’m just sayin’ I’m going with you!” Grim repeated, further confusing you four.

“Yes, I heard that, but why...?”

“Why not?” Your companion said, avoiding answering since he knew you were going to tease him about it, instead choosing to walk towards the front door.

“Why though…?” You questioned for the last time, eyeing him with suspicion as you made your way towards the door, picking the bag—that was, to your surprise, much lighter than you thought—in the process.

“We don’t have time for this! If we hurry, we can come back in time for dinner!”

Now that was the Grim you remembered, and even if you never thought that hearing that sentence would make you relieved your wallet isn’t pleased to hear this though, this time it certainly did.

“Okay, let’s go then,” you said, turning to your translucent companions—who still had their mouths wide open, very much resembling to a cartoon—to wave them goodbye.

“Goodbye, guys! We will see you later! The song was amazing, by the way!” Was the last thing you said before closing the door, snapping the ghosts out of their trance.

“Aw! She loved our song!” Was the first thing Conrad said, happy that you liked their performance, not noticing the strange looks he received from the other two.

“Is he just going to ignore the fact that Grim seemed suspiciously protective over MC?” Arthur asked, and Brawley shook his head, disagreeing with him.

“It’s not weird that Grim is protective over her, that’s like a world-known fact,” he paused for a second, as if trying to think of the results of your sincere actions. “I’m more intrigued by how those boys would react upon receiving such a lovely gift from their oblivious love interest.”

And that, my dear Brawley, is what are we going to witness today.

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, FIRST STOP: HEARTSLABYUL

Heartslabyul was your first dorm of choice, and that was because you knew everyone will be in the same place at the same time. It was supposed to be easy; go in and go out.

Yet, what was the first thing you heard when entering the dorm’s living room? Screams. Certainly one of the most welcoming sounds while stepping into a place that embraces the idea of discipline.

Seeing that the other students (or at least most of them) were minding their own business, you thought it was not that big of a deal. After greeting the ones that weren’t busy, you both walked over to the kitchen, encountering a not so peculiar scene: Riddle arguing with Ace.

"Guys?" You asked, eyebrow raised as you wondered what happened.

"Oh, Prefect!" Cater exclaimed, cheerfully approaching you. "Thanks for appearing! This situation was #stressingmeout," he commented, thankful for your presence.

"Prefect," Riddle said after coughing slightly, attempting to compose himself. "What brings you here?"

“Well, since I assume you already know what day it is, I thought it would be nice to gift you some chocolates,” you voiced, chuckled at the expressions of your friends as you gave them their respective presents, who were pretty much baffled to hear that. “Or maybe you don’t know, and the heart motifs everywhere are misleading.”

The ones that caught up the fastest were Trey and Cater what a surprise, promptly putting two and two together and realising the reason behind your sudden but cute action.

"Sevens, is it Valentine's already?" Trey questioned, placing a hand on his hat to cover his face due to the embarrassment.

"Are these for us~?" Cater excitedly asked, already pulling out his phone to document this moment. "They are totes cute! Thanks, Prefect!" He said, taking dozens of pictures of the little red box.

“Valentine’s...?” Deuce muttered, face turning pale after his brain clicked and realised what that meant. “I’m sorry, MC! I don’t have a present for you!” He quickly apologised, bowing before you.

"You don't have to give me anything, you know?" You assured, trying to ease his concern. "I just wanted to gift you all something as thanks for all your help and support, and for being my friends, of course."

And that is how you make the Heartslabyul (and pretty much anyone in NRC) students blush in mere seconds; if these guys weren’t blushing before, now they undoubtedly are.

"Yeah, yeah, enough of these speeches!" Grim chimed, wanting to move onto the next dorm already. "We don't have all day! Let's go, henchman!"

"Geez, what has got into you today?" You said, turning to the students to wave them goodbye. "I have to go now; I hope you liked the— Agh! Grim, stop pushing me!"

In an instant, the two of you departed, leaving behind five startled students who were speechless by the sudden turn of events.

Riddle’s heart-shaped chocolates match his new bouquet of red roses.

Riddle never had a Valentine’s Day celebration before. Mainly because his mom, being the main factor in his life, used to call the holiday a “disruptive event,” and so, he ended up thinking that Valentine’s was an unnecessary and dumb festivity. You can now assume he doesn't think that anymore. As everyone already guessed, this boy was red; in fact, if you inspected his face closely enough, you would notice that his cheeks were tinted with the same shade the flowers gifted to him had, which he used to cover his face. And don’t get me started when he saw the chocolates; he nearly dropped the box out of embarrassment, not believing that you were bold enough to give him heart-shaped chocolates... But it’s not like he’s complaining so please gift this boy more heart-shaped sweets.

Trey’s hazelnut chocolates match his new set of heart measuring spoons.

Trey doesn’t know how he could’ve possibly forgotten about Valentine’s; his family owns a bakery, by the Sevens! He must’ve had the date imprinted on his mind by now! He's just wondering how he didn't think about it before while looking at the gifts, feeling a bit guilty that he didn't have anything for you. Although... That doesn't mean he wouldn't focus on your kind-hearted present, after all, who could after receiving such a detailed gift of your dear romantic interest friend? Immediately after this, he knows that he has to make something for you as well; something to remind you how special you are. Hence, why his mind is in a whirlwind of ideas, contemplating which chocolate would best match your taste, and what’s better, he can use that cute set of spoons you just gifted him.

Cater’s spicy pumpkin chocolates match his new skateboard.

Cater was very aware that today was Valentine's Day. Like, it's Cater we're talking about. He literally spent the entire week thinking of gift ideas for a friend crush in order to find the perfect one for you. He just wasn't expecting for you to pull an uno reverse card on him, or at least not before he gave you your gift. Less to say that he was over the moon with this action; he already had a new wallpaper and ten new posts featuring his new possessions. He was so excited that he forgot he had something for you, and by the time he remembered you were already gone. He figures out he can drop by Ramshackle later, but it didn't take long for him to realise that everyone would have the same idea. Oh well, what a perfect occasion to have a new skateboard~.

Ace’s chocolate-covered cherries match his new frog watch.

Ace has never been a big fan of Valentine's. After breaking up with his first girlfriend, he ended up disliking the romantic idea of the holiday. Though that didn't mean that he didn't like the presents and the chocolates, which he would sometimes receive. He used to feel confident when receiving those, yet he didn't give them too much importance, so he doesn't understand why he was blushing over some chocolate-covered cherries and a stupid frog watch. Like, are you mocking him, MC? Do you really think that he would use such a dumb thing? He definitely doesn't think that this is so cute coming from you, and he definitely is not going to use that watch everyday spoiler alert, he is definitely going to.

Deuce’s cinnamon flavored chocolate eggs match his chicken plushie.

Deuce isn't very versed when it comes to Valentine's. He did celebrate it with his mom, but that was literally it. The only times he received chocolates and other gifts were from anonymous letters, but he thought it was a joke, so he never tried to find the author (which ended up being a girl that had a huge crush on him). Hence why this boy is worried. He definitely appreciates you and your gifts, because it’s not every day that you get a Valentine’s gift from your crush! Like, what is he supposed to give you (even though you said it was fine) after you took the time and effort to elaborate such a wholesome gift? He ends up worrying so much about it that the chocolate has probably melted by now. But don’t worry, his plushie is still safe and sound!

You may be thinking that “they ended up living happy forever after,” right? No. That’s not how Heartslabyul works.

"Hey! Why is your chocolate bigger than mine?!"

"How is that my fault...? Hey! Stop trying to steal my chocolates!"

"There's no need to fight. I'm sure that the Prefect made sure to make everyone's chocolates equally."

"Yeah! You should worry about what to gift her instead~"

“I will take my leave then. You're free to come with me to try to find something that she would like.”

"Why did that sound so condescending...?"

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, SECOND STOP: SAVANACLAW

Savanaclaw’s was the second dorm you entered, and even if you loved the dorm, you weren’t sure how your chocolates were going to handle its weather because, surprise surprise: heat and chocolates do not go well together. Unless they like melted chocolate.

The situation didn’t seem to go any better, as you didn’t know where could the Savanaclaw students be. Well, all of them except for Leona, who was comfortably sleeping on the living room’s couch.

“Maybe we should find the others first. I don’t want to wake—” You commented, being abruptly interrupted by Grim and his yells, sighing upon the situation. “—Him up.”

"Hey, sleeping beauty! Wake up!" Your companion shouted, about to jump on his stomach before you grabbed him, keeping Grim from doing anything he might regret.

“Why are you being so goddamn loud...?” Leona grumbled, groggily standing up with a scowl on his face due to the sudden awakening. Looking at Grim, fully aware that he was the nuisance that interrupted his sleep, he sent him a threatening stare.

Before Grim could reply (or try to, at the very least), you stopped him from doing so, further explaining why you were in the dorm to begin with.

"I'm sorry, Leona. I'm sure it wasn't Grim's intention to wake you up in such a rude way," you stated, briefly glaring at the pouting creature.

"That's not true! And don't think that you've scared the great Grim! I—" Deciding that it was enough, you started to scratch behind his ear, sending an apologetic smile to the dorm leader in front of you, who seemed to be a little annoyed jealous of this action.

"I brought Valentine's presents for all of you," you answered, momentarily shocking the lion for a few seconds before his lips erupted into a smirk.

"Valentine's, huh?" He remarked, stepping closer towards you. "Then I guess today's the perfect day to—"

And just like we saw before (and will continue to see), Leona was interrupted, because students at this college apparently don’t like when people are about to finish their sentences.

Ruggie and Jack weren't far away from where you three were. In fact, both of them were preparing their meals before they heard your voice coming from the living room.

And when they decided to check, what's the first thing they see upon exiting the kitchen? His dorm leader shamelessly flirting with you at a really close distance while you carried a sleepy Grim.

"What do we have here~?" Ruggie chimed, walking towards your side so he could be near you. "What can we do for you, Prefect~?" He asked, ignoring Leona's death stare.

"And why did you bring such a large bag?" Jack questioned, making the two beastmen suddenly notice the heavy bag you were carrying on your shoulders.

"Glad you asked, Jack," you replied, looking through your bag’s different contents until you finally reached the ones that were labelled after them. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

Immediately following your statement, you presented them with their respective gifts, easily recognizable by the distinct yellow hue of the packaging.

The beastmen’s cheeks were slowly turning into a bright red after receiving the present, treating the little package like the most precious thing on earth, which was true, at least in their eyes.

"Are these… For us…?" Ruggie hesitated, unsure of how he should react.

"Duh! Didn't you just hear her?!" Grim said, annoyance showing in his voice.

"You're just jealous you didn't get anything," Leona guessed, smirking upon seeing how irked he got by that teasing comment.

"I'm sorry, MC, but I don't have anything for you," Jack apologised, and before he could even think of bowing before you, you stopped him.

"You don't have to give me anything. As long as you like the present, I have nothing to worry about," you explained with a small smile, starting to walk towards the exit. "Unfortunately, I can't stay for much longer. So, I guess I will see you later!"

And with that, you managed to leave just before your fluffy companion started to complain.

Leona’s smoked dark chocolates match his new lion pendant.

Leona isn’t that used to celebrating holidays, and Valentine’s wasn’t the exception. He would sometimes receive large amounts of gifts, ranging from expensive jewelry to different sets of clothing; things that he would just leave unused and forgotten. But your gift is a different story. You can be sure this man is going to use that necklace until he dies. He’s not going to entertain the possibility of it going missing in the depths of his bedroom, already frowning at the imaginary scenario of looking at your sad face while you ask where his gift was. He even clicks his tongue in annoyance, putting on the pendant to make sure it wasn’t going anywhere. Let’s see how fast you catch on this one, herbivore.

Ruggie’s mini donuts covered in chocolate match his new handmade bracelet.

Ruggie hasn't received, nor gifted a Valentine's gift ever. Holiday presents were (and still are) something that he deems as important and special. The only times when he did gift something to someone were during birthdays and as thanks, and vice versa. He’s not used to receiving presents outside those situations, and what’s even more surprising to him is that you were the one that brought the gift. Actually, no; what’s more surprising than that is that you don’t want anything in return, something that really caught him off guard. Less to say that he is going to be over-protecting those presents; this was something that you made for him and him only, and so it shall continue that way except the donuts, he can’t let them rot, can he?

Jack’s pear cider chocolates match his new snowboarding gloves.

Jack has actually received quite a few Valentine’s gifts, but the thing is, just like Deuce, he still doesn’t know who the person behind those presents was. He never paid a lot of attention to it at the time, and so he continued with his life. Now he’s aware that he had to paid attention before. The one day that he doesn’t check the calendar ends up being Valentine’s Day; I can completely assure you that he’s setting up an alarm for the next one, also adding to the reminder some present ideas that say: “you’re my crush,” but don’t scream it. When you leave, he stands so still you can mistake him for a statue; if statues could wag their tail, of course.

Savanaclaw is savage what a shock, right? These boys would not even let the other one stand next to their present. Sevens, they wouldn’t even let them breathe next to their present.

"I feel sorry for you. That's really all the Herbivore got you?"

"At least I will make sure to use it. I wonder how long it will take before that pendant disappears."

"What did you say?"

"I guess I will see you later. I don't want to be a part of this."

"Hey, come back!"

"We haven't even started on your present!"

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, THIRD STOP: OCTAVINELLE

Octavinelle, as your following choice, felt like a secure place. You were almost sure you were going to find your friends in the blink of an eye, give them their gifts and head to the next dorm. Yet the variable you didn’t have into account was considering how empty and eerie the dorm appeared at first glance.

"Henchman?" Grim started.

"Yeah?" You answered, slowly walking towards the Mostro Lounge.

"Don't ya’ think there's something fishy going on today?"

"What do you mean?"

"Floyd and Jade aren't here."

And upon that remark, you stopped. Looking around to try to spot your usually welcome committee, you noted that Grim was correct. Jade and Floyd were nowhere to be found, slightly confusing you.

"Well, today must be a busy day at the Mostro Lounge. They are most likely working," you said, resuming your walk.

Although Grim didn’t seem to want to continue the walk, scared to be a victim of whatever evil scheme the eels were plotting.

You assured that you wouldn’t let anything happen to him on your guard, to which he responded by saying he didn’t need your protection, rambling about how you dared to think he wasn't strong enough to protect you— Ahem, to protect himself and you, until he suddenly stopped.

"Henchman," he started again.

"Yeah?" you answered a second time.

"I think there's someone behind us—"

Noticing two large shadows that covered yours, you both slowly turned around, encountering two identical faces that looked down on you with a sly smile, vocalizing:

"Shrimpy~!"

"What a pleasant surprise to see you here, Prefect."

Grim let out a high-pitched scream, hiding behind your legs due to the shock, unaware of the death stare that Floyd directed at him.

"Ah, Jade, Floyd. We were just talking about you," you said, sighing in relief upon listening to their characteristic voices.

"Wah~! Did you hear that, Jade? Shrimpy was looking for me~" Floyd exclaimed, to which his twin only chuckled.

"I heard that she was looking for both of us, in fact," and before his brother could whine in response, Jade added. "Why would that be, Prefect?"

"Before I answer to that, do you know where Azul is?" you asked, looking behind them in hopes that the octomerman would appear.

"Azul? Oh, that's right," Jade let out a small smile. "He must be looking for us."

"Eh~? But I don't want to go back!" Floyd whined, thinking about what he could do to avoid going to work again. "Oh!" He exclaimed, an imaginary light bulb appearing over his head. "I can hide behind you, right, Shrimpy~?"

"You can try, but I don't think it would do much," you responded, and just when he was about to do it, you heard a yell coming from the end of the hallway.

"Jade! Floyd!" Azul screamed, walking over to where you were. "Do I need to remind you that you are still working? If you continue—"

"Hello, Azul," you greeted, seeing how the businessman yelped due to the surprise, unaware that you were behind Jade. "Great timing, I was about to look after you."

"Prefect!" He exclaimed, unconsciously tidying himself up, trying to distract you from his earlier action. "And why did you want to see me?" He stuttered, cheeks tinted of a light pink.

"I'm sure you already know what day is today, so I'm just going to give you these," you briefly explained, handing all of them their respective gifts and chocolates. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

"Valentine's...?" Floyd muttered, face brightening up due to the excitement. "Does this mean Shrimpy loves me~?" He boldly asked, trying to get a shy reaction out of you, all while Azul covered his face in embarrassment, making this scenario all the much more entertaining to Jade, who was lightly chucking.

Yet when all of this unfolded, you talked, saying something that took all three of them by surprise. “Of course, I love you all after all,” you replied with a bright and contagious smile; it was at that moment that Grim realised that if he didn't do anything about this soon, they wouldn't let you go, and he can't let that happen.

"Henchman! We have to get going! Is gonna take us forever to finish if we stay here!"

You sighed at Grim’s impatient behavior, not really understanding where it was coming from. But he was right; your chocolates weren’t going to last a whole day outside, they just weren’t made for that kind of purpose.

"As you see, me and my new guardian have to get going, so I will see you later," you joked, being weakly dragged by your companion, biding them farewell (hoping that Floyd wasn’t going to carry you like a sack of potatoes, again).

Azul’s blueberry flavoured chocolate coins match his new octopus coin.

Azul didn't really care about Valentine's (and no, it’s not because he was made fun of constantly during this day, why would you think that? It was, please give this boy lots of hugs and support); the only reason keeps track of it is that he knows it's a very profitable holiday. And I said "didn't" because that was before he realised that he had a crush on you... Okay, maybe Jade made him aware, but he still realised it. He spent the last couple of months planning the perfect plan to confess to you or at least try to, but this wasn't on his schedule. He marked this situation as "very improbable," hence why he looks like he has a fever. Furthermore, he tries to dissimulate it since he doesn't want the twins to make fun of him (again), but it's too late. A flustered Azul is always going to be interesting to witness.

Jade’s chocolate shaped mushrooms (like the Meiji Kinoko Chocolate), match his new decorations for his terrariums.

Jade is sort of neutral about Valentine's. He's not one that usually gives gifts (he definitely gave Floyd some mushrooms as a Valentine’s gift, and you can tell he was not happy about it), but he has definitely received a couple of presents, which he usually doesn’t keep unless they're interesting enough. But, if he's being honest, he wouldn't throw away anything that you gift to him; most people would call it "simping", he calls it "courtesy." His first reaction is to smile upon receiving it, yet unlike most of his mannerisms (which he keeps very controlled), this was something that to the untrained eye would go unnoticed, yet his twin and his boss childhood friend know that there's a hint of genuine happiness in it.

Floyd’s sea salt caramel lego-shaped chocolates match his new eel bracelet with his name on it.

Unlike his brother, Floyd thinks Valentine's is a very interesting holiday. He considers it the “funniest” day just because he finds the rejected Valentine’s faces so amusing. One thing he has in common with Jade though, is that he doesn't keep most of the presents given to him, especially if he can't see the reaction of the person. So, to meet his expectations you have to: one, give it to him directly, and two, wait for the best. Fortunately, we're talking about you, so that’s good news for you. Although the bad news is that you only have two options now that you’ve given him something: run or face his clinginess.

If you didn’t know who these students were, you wouldn’t be amused, but if you do, well, it certainly was strange seeing all three (especially Floyd) staying idle in the middle of the hallway just... Existing.

"Why are you standing there? Go back to work."

"Aren't you going with us, boss?"

"Yeah! That's really unfair!"

"I have some important things that I have to take care of."

"Really? How strange, I remember you said that you had some paperwork to do."

"Oh~ Jade caught you lying, Azul~"

"Just go back to work, and don't even think about following me."

"Do you want to follow him, Jade~?"

"Of course, Floyd."

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, FOURTH STOP: SCARABIA

Since Scarabia was your next stop, you were a bit worried. Mainly because Scarabia’s weather, just like Savanaclaw, wasn’t the ideal for your chocolates to be in. Yet, something that kept your hopes high was your positivism, assuring yourself (in order to not panic) that you were going to find your friends rapidly.

"Henchman, don't ya' think we should hurry? I don't think those chocolates can stand this heat."

"I know, it’s starting to worry me," you responded, face changing from concern to determination. "But I think I know where they could be."

Grim tilted his head, as if asking: "What do you mean?"

"I called Kalim earlier to ask him about his and Jamil's plans. They don't stay in one place for long, so it was only to be sure."

"And where are they then?"

"Right here," you stated, standing in front of a big door: the one that contained all of Kalim's treasures.

You grabbed the handle, ready to open it when suddenly, the door pulled towards you. It collided with your forehead, making you lose your balance slightly, trying to not fall since it could make it worse.

"Prefect!" The Scarabia students exclaimed, worried and confused about what just happened. "Are you okay?!"

"It's okay, I'm okay," you reassured them, holding your head as a reflexive reaction.

"Henchman! Can you hear me?!" Grim yelled, making you wince slightly due to the headache. "How dare ya', pesky humans! She could have died!"

"I'm so sorry, Prefect! Do you need to go to the infirmary? Jamil and I can bring you there!" Kalim exclaimed; eyes full of concern out of fear of something severe happening to you.

"Don't worry, Kalim. I know it was an accident," you said, feeling much better now that they were starting to quiet down. “I’m sure it’s not going to leave a scar or something.”

"Prefect, are you completely sure? We don't have any problem accompanying you to the nurse," Jamil suggested, but you refused.

"Guys, seriously, I'm fine," you said, crouching down, so you could look for their gifts. "Now onto the thing I wanted to talk about..." You handed them the presents and chocolates. "Happy Valentine's."

"Valentine's...?" Kalim asked, thinking about something for a moment before an imaginary light bulb appeared over his head. "Oh, that's right! We also have a present for you as well! Right, Jamil?"

Jamil didn't answer, seemingly lost for a few seconds until he snapped out of his trance. "Yeah, that's right," he answered, murmuring a little "thanks," loud enough for you to hear.

"It's nothing. I hope you like it, I tried to make them the best I could."

Before they could show you your gift, Grim had enough of this and decided that it was time to move on, practically dragging you outside Scarabia.

"Goodbye guys, maybe we can see each other later— Grim! Stop pulling me! I only have this pair of pants!"

Kalim and Jamil may be very different, but if they had one thing in common as of right now is that they were completely happy to receive such a heartfelt gift.

Kalim’s coconut chocolates match his new friendship bracelet.

Kalim has definitely received plenty of Valentine's chocolates and gifts in equal amounts, even if most of them came from his parents and his thirty siblings. All of this made Kalim believe that celebrating Valentine’s like that was very normal to be honest, it’s more of a lovely Halloween than most things, but that’s fine, it’s Kalim; at least, the platonic side of it. This could explain why it felt kind of odd when he received your gift, but don’t worry! It’s a good type of odd. He knows that he has a crush on you Jamil’s courtesy, so this gave him the slight hope that you might see him more than a friend one day. And even if not, he’s totally okay with it, since he will still be able of being your friend.

Jamil’s chili pepper chocolates match his new talking parrot plushie.

Jamil isn’t very fond of Valentine’s. It is not a surprise that he didn’t receive as many gifts as Kalim, but he never showed his discomfort to not anger his family; after all, he already knew that he just wasn’t made to give and receive something like that, or at least, that was his mentality until you and your adorable present came into the picture. He just thinks you’re a box full of surprises He had absolutely no idea that he was going to fall for you, but just like he never expected to like you, you surprised him with a gift. You gifted him something. MC, let me tell you that if he wasn’t head over heels for you, he now is.

Scarabia is by far the most normal one out the seven dorms. They’re happy, and that’s all. The difference is that one of them shows it and the other doesn’t.

“Did you see that, Jamil?! She said she made them herself!”

“Yes, Kalim, I heard it. You don’t have to yell”

“Oh, right, sorry!”

“...”

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, FIFTH STOP: POMEFIORE

Pomefiore, being the next one on your list, gave you hope. Hope that maybe your original plan will work, and that you would be able to leave quickly enough to continue the rest of your long journey.

But, as you already may have guessed, things can’t be that simple.

“How strange...” You muttered, walking away from the common room after finding it empty. “Where could they be?”

“Nyah! It’s gonna take us forever to find them!” Grim whined, already tired from all the searching. “Can’t we just leave the gifts at their doors?”

“I’m not going to do that, Grim,” you stated, intently searching for your friends. “The whole point of this was to hand them the presents personally, even if it takes me the whole day.” Believe me, MC. It is going to take you the whole day.

“But we can’t just expect them to appear out of nowhere!” He claimed, unaware of the towering figures that stood right behind him after voicing those words.

“Yes, that seems certainly impossible,” Vil said, scaring Grim to the point where he climbed to your arms, hissing at the student. “Oh, did I scare you?” He teased, a bit more playful than usual.

“For your information, ya’ didn’t scare me!” Your companion quickly retorted, and although he tried to come up with an excuse to fight back, you stepped in to prevent a petty argument—certainly a wise decision—.

“So, before Grim can start a discussion here, in the middle of the hallway. Again,” you called out, eyeing him, trying to make him understand the hint. “I would like to give you these.”

“Are these... Gifts?” Epel asked, unsure of why the sudden display of affection. “Why are ya’ giving us this...?”

“Epel, don’t be disrespectful,” Vil corrected, sighing upon seeing that his little apprentice apparently didn’t know what day it was.

“You see, Monsieur Crabapple. Today is the magnifique holiday called Valentine’s Day!” Rook briefly clarified, proceeding to deliver a monologue embellished with fancy words, listing all the wonderful things that Valentine’s entailed. “How wonderful out of you, dear Trickster, to grace us with these detailed presents!”

The hunter approached you, taking your hands in his as he gazed into your eyes, seemingly aware of the looks he was receiving from his housewarden and dorm fellow.

It wasn’t until Vil coughed that Rook stopped, only chuckling slightly while leaving your hand, not wanting to infuriate his beautiful friend.

“They do seem very elaborate. So, I’m grateful for this present, dear potato,” he thanked, looking at Epel to remind him that he hadn’t thanked you yet.

“Oh! Thank you for these gifts, MC. I’m sorry that I don’t have anything to give you in return...” The boy apologized, making you sigh once again.

“Why does everyone keep saying that?” You commented, amused at your friend’s sincere words. “I’m not doing this in exchange for gifts. This is a gift to thank you all for being amazing friends.”

Ouch. Collective friend-zoning. That must’ve hurt.

“Yet, we do have presents for you, ma chérie,” Rook voiced, not wanting you to go before you received their display of affection.

“Indeed. We don’t have them here, but—”

“No!” Grim interrupted, having enough of the whole conversation. “Henchman, it’s getting late and, we still have lots of gifts to deliver!” He said, trying to convince you to get out of Pomefiore before Vil and Rook’s charms trapped you there.

You turned to the students, doing an apologetic bow before explaining. “I’m sorry, he’s right. I can’t stay for much longer. But I appreciate the intention, and I hope to see you later— Grim! Why are you so impatient?!”

“We have to keep moving! So say goodbye to them already!” The little creature demanded, threatening to rip the hem on your pants.

“Okay, okay! Goodbye, guys! Maybe we can meet later!” Was the last thing they heard you say before disappearing behind a corner with your protective monster-cat.

And so, surprised and with rosy cheeks that weren’t part of their makeup, they headed towards the— Oh, it seems like they don’t remember anymore... You’re giving people amnesia, MC.

Vil's chocolate-covered berries match his new bouquet of violets.

Vil has a long history with Valentine’s Day; specifically the gift part of Valentine’s. This man right here has received countless gifts and cards from fans and people around him confessing their love in extravagant—and sometimes expensive—ways. He’s used to this by this point, but his balance point was broken the moment you decided to hand him that present. Dear potato, have you ever thought about being the partner of a renowned celebrity? No...? Well, would you like to? Because Vil takes this detail as your way of expressing your fondness for him. Sure, you said it was because he’s an ‘amazing friend’ (which he obviously is), but that doesn’t mean you can’t see him as more than a friend. After all, Vil’s patience is truly one of his virtues just don’t tell him you have a gift for Neige. You know, only if you want him to live a bit longer.

Rook’s mint chocolates match his new poetry book.

Oh dear, when I say no one at Night Raven College loves Valentine’s as much as Rook does, I’m being completely serious. We’re talking about a holiday that’s all about expressing love, and taking into account that Rook calls himself “le chasseur d’amore...” There’s not much left to piece together, is it. He is mesmerized by this gift; it doesn’t matter if you said it was to appreciate his friendship, he’s focusing on the fact that you, kind and wholehearted you, seemed to put so much effort to make this present that was for him and him only. Oh, beautiful Trickster; I hope you are prepared, for this dedicated hunter is going to be next at your feet expressing his admiration and appreciation for you in a very... ‘Rook manner,’ for the next couple of days... Or weeks. Maybe months, but it’s not like he didn’t do that from before, so that’s fine.

Epel’s chocolate-dipped apple rings match his new apple plushie (with an evil smile, may I add)

Epel isn’t really involved in Valentine’s. His experience with it consists of him occasionally receiving some gifts from his family and carving out some apples with Valentine’s elements on them. Being the only young boy in a village full of elderly people, we can assume that he never really got into touch with the romantic part of the holiday; at least, not until now. And I have to congratulate you, MC; you just made Epel’s face resemble an apple, and all because of your thoughtfulness. Now, does he think that having plushies is manly? No. But will he put your gift aside because of this? No. Not only because it will make you sad, but also because he assumes it wouldn’t be so bad to have an evil apple plushie in his room. You know, at least it’s evil, and that makes it a bit more manly. Sevens Epel, a manly apple-?

Pomefiore are just turning on the passive-aggressive mode. Nothing can stop these boys from feeling superior just because they received a personalized gift (which everyone got, but let’s not ruin their fantasy).

“Isn’t our belle Trickster so endearing. To take her precious time by making all of us these detailed gifts; ah, what a beautiful way to celebrate Valentine’s!”

“Although yours doesn’t seem that detailed, Rook. Are ya’ happy with that pocket diary?”

“I could ask the same to you, Epel. Although I may say that plushie compliments you.”

“Quit that, please...”

“There’s no need to be embarrassed, Monsieur Crabapple! The magnifique shade of this plushie truly enhances your beauty!”

“I’m not going to ask you anything from today onwards...”

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, SIXTH STOP: IGNIHYDE

Ignihyde had to be the easier dorm to “infiltrate” so far. The housewarden was known for being a programming genius, but also, and most important of all, for staying in his room.

It was a fool-proof plan. Entering Ignihyde, encountering Ortho along the way, and finally, greet Idia at his bedroom Nothing could go wrong.

And this may surprise you, but contrary to all the things that happened to you today, nothing went wrong. In fact, the list of events I just spelled did happen in that order.

After entering Ignihyde, you were greeted with the usual sight of an almost empty living room, saluting the few students that weren’t occupied with winning an intense game of Animal Crossing.

Subsequent to the first stage of your plan, you encountered the youngest Shroud brother while walking towards the oldest, seeing his cheerful face approach you with a welcoming voice.

“Hello, MC! What brings you here today?” Ortho said, instantly noting the large bag behind your bag. “And why are you carrying that bag? Are my brother and you going to study today?”

You giggled at his comment, shaking your head in refusal. “Not exactly. I’m here to gift Idia a Valentine’s present.” You explained, followed by asking if he was in his room.

Ortho stayed silent for a couple seconds, quickly searching for the holiday you just mentioned, and when he knew what it was about... Let’s just say that his expectations of you confessing to Idia (because honestly, at this point he knows his brother isn’t going to, for now, at least) were rising like the sky-high.

“Of course! My brother will be very happy to see you and to receive your awesome present, MC!” The little one answered, taking you by your hand to guide you to Idia’s room.

As soon as he arrived, Ortho knocked on the door, patiently waiting for his brother’s response.

“What is it, Ortho?” Idia asked, lazily opening the door, thinking that Ortho had come up with another plan to hang out with you. Jokes on him, no plan was needed, as you were right in front of him, a wide smile plastered over your face. “MC—!” He blurted out, surprised to see you.

“Hello, Idia,” you exclaimed, assuming that it would be best if you explained the meaning behind your visit. “I know you may be busy, and I don’t intend to take much of your time. I just wanted to give you this,” and thus you gifted the blue haired boy a small blue box, alongside a translucent bag of chocolates.

“Huh...? W-why are you giving me this...?” The boy questioned, only to be smacked with a reality check by remembering all the special side quests he completed regarding the love and friendship’s special day. “Oh. OH—”

In the blink of an eye his hair goes from blue to a bright pink, not giving you enough time to comment about it since he shuts the door just as fast, too embarrassed to pronounce a word other than a small: “thank you.”

“Brother! Are you okay? Your heart rate is going extremely fast!” Ortho voiced, not really helping Idia’s situation don’t tell him that, he’ll get sad.

“Don’t worry, Ortho. I’m pretty sure Idia’s okay. He must’ve been taken aback, that’s all.”

“Yeah, he’s definitely fine and we should definitely go to deliver these last presents,” Grim suggested, already making his way back to the mirror chamber.

“Not so fast, Grim. I have yet to give Ortho his gift.” The mentioned raised an eyebrow, certainly not expecting that.

“A gift? For me?” He uttered while moving his head to the side in curiosity.

“Yeah, for you,” you reiterated, handing him a little box—no chocolates this time because, well, he’s a robot—. “I hope you like it. You can place them wherever you want, and they also got little chains in case you want to bring them with you.”

He stares at the keychains, looking at the similar characteristics between him, his brother, Grim and you; and with a bright smiley face, he exclaims: “thank you, MC! I will make sure to take great care of these!”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. We have to keep going, if you don’t mind.”

“Goodbye, Ortho. And goodbye, Idia! Hope you like your present too!” You voiced, unsure if he heard you or not.

Oh, and indeed he heard you, it’s just that he’s a little too occupied trying to not die from cuteness overload— Never mind, he just short-circuited.

Idia’s peanut butter chocolates match his new videogame.

Taking into account his past, we can safely say that Idia didn’t really have a lot of experience with Valentine’s, aside from the games, that’s for sure. He never gave or received any chocolates nor gifts, and you know what? He was fine with that; just enjoying his games and not worrying about love and romance at least irl, because this man proclaims himself as an expert when it comes to ships in manga and video games. He was fine, and now he isn’t. His mind is flooded with too many questions, like: why on earth would you give him anything? Is it because of social etiquette or because you wanted to? How did you get your hands on this game? Should he take this as a sign to finally confess his undeniable crush on you—? Okay, he may have gone a little too far with that one. But don’t worry! He is going to do it, it’s just that it might take a bit of time. He’s absolutely going to gift you something back, don’t doubt it. But you may want to wait after the short-circuit passes.

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, SEVENTH AND FINAL STOP: DIASOMNIA

Now, you knew that Diasomnia was going to be a tough one. Firstly, you were sure there was going to be a lot of shouting (Sebek’s courtesy), followed by Lilia, and possibly Malleus’ teasing. Silver was the only one that didn’t really do much apart from being the most normal being out of the four that’s a compliment, Silver. You make MC’s life a bit easier.

“Okay, Grim,” you started, happy upon seeing that this was the last location. “After this, we can go back to Ramshackle and eat the dinner you were so impatient for. Isn’t that exciting?”

No response.

“Well, I know you’re tired, but I have to thank you for accompanying me today. Even if you were a bit rude and odd, it really means a lot that—”

“The Great Grim is going to fight all of you...!” He interrupted, mumbling incoherent things while you looked at his sleeping face, not sure when or how he fell asleep.

“I should have guessed that a whole day of walking may end up in this,” you muttered, carefully lifting him up so he could rest in your shoulders, trying to accommodate him the best you could as you made your way towards the Witch of Thorns’ dorm.

If felt strange having Grim by your side and not hearing him chit-chat with his characteristic tone, after all, it’s not like Grim and silence usually got along unless he was sleeping or reprimanded.

Feeling a bit bored, you started to hum softly, slowly strolling to find the garden, where you thought your friends might be.

It didn’t take long for you to encounter them, and they, likewise, didn’t take long to notice you were there.

Malleus approached you first, a smile spreading across his face upon seeing you. “How delightful it is to see you, Child of Man. What brings you here today?” He asked, unsuspecting of the surprise you’ve prepared for all of them.

“Oh. Don’t tell me the rumors are true,” Lilia voiced, floating behind you to take a peek inside your bag. It seemed like him, unlike the rest of the dorm, was aware of your intentions.

“What rumors...?” You questioned, keeping him from grabbing one of the small boxes sitting at the bottom of the bag.

He blinked in surprise, followed by a giggle after realising that you had no idea what was being said behind your back. “I wouldn’t like to ruin the surprise. It’s something you may want to express yourself, am I right?”

“Master Lilia! What do you mean by that?” Sebek shouted, prompting you to shush him quickly so Grim wouldn’t wake up. “You dare to quiet me down, human—!”

“Sebek,” Silver intervened, noticing the sleeping being on your shoulders, and thus he pointed it for the green haired boy to see.

“I’m sorry for shushing you, Sebek. It’s just that Grim is asleep and I don’t want to wake him up,” you apologized, hoping that your crocodile friend would try to lower his voice at least a little.

“O-okay, human. But—!” He paused briefly, trying to not raise his voice. “I’m not doing it because of your orders.”

You sighed, thankful for his thoughtfulness, even if he didn’t want to admit it. “Thank you, Sebek.”

Malleus coughed as he eyed his guardian’s red face, wanting to continue the original topic. “Say, Child of Man. You were about to tell us the meaning behind your visit.”

“Oh, that’s right,” you replied, cautiously taking the four remaining gifts to give them to the students. “I wanted to give you something as a Valentine’s Day present. So, I hope you like these details,” you stated, sighing after handing out the gifts, glad that this would be the last parade.

“My, my. I didn’t expect to receive a Valentine’s Day gift until a couple more of years,” Lilia muttered, seemingly happy to see his gift.

Silver stood silently for a few seconds, quickly realising that he had to thank you, softly expressing his gratitude over your recent action.

Sebek felt in the obligation to ask the purpose of this unexpected act, but since he wasn’t able didn’t want to express it his usual way, he recurred to mumble a small ‘thank you,’ taking you by surprise.

And the last and most dramatic reaction of all had to be given to Malleus. Just as we’ve seen before, he tends to... Overreact a little when it comes to small details like this one; so, in truly dragon-fae fashion, he kneeled before you, took your hand and prepared to say the words he’s been wanting to say for a long time now.

Lilia, however, had to step in, immediately clarifying how Valentine’s Day is also a day express your love for your friends. Less to say that if Malleus had his dragon ears, they would be flopped down like a puppy.

“Well. It seems that your wonderful visit has brought new moments to reminisce about,” the old fae said, trying his best to ease the situation. “We are very grateful for what you’ve gifted us today.”

“I’m happy to see that you’ve liked them,” you voiced, chuckling a bit after witnessing their reactions. “And, although I can’t really stay for much longer, I enjoyed this moment with you.”

You were about to head out after biding them goodbye, only to be stopped by Malleus, who was still a little gloomy for the news he just received. “Do you really have to go now, Child of Man?”

“Unfortunately, I do. It’s already late and Grim might get mad at me if he finds out that he’s not at Ramshackle when he wakes up,” you calmly explained, softly caressing his cheek as you walked away, promising him that you would have more time to spend together tomorrow.

You better keep that promise, MC. Malleus is already too dejected to suffer another deception.

Malleus’ gelato truffles match his new gargoyle keychain.

Malleus’ knows what Valentine’s is, but his knowledge about it is limited to the romantic part of it. Hence why he is about to pursue you, ready to propose, again, and take you to his castle so that you can live a long and happy life together; until Lilia explained him the other side of the holiday, disappointing the dragon fae. Well, excuse him, Lilia, but how was he supposed to know that humans also celebrate their friendship during Valentine’s. He’s frustrated, but also enchanted in a nutshell, he’s a mess right now. Yes, he’s still quite sad that this wasn’t a confession and that he may have to wait a bit of time before making a move on you, but nonetheless, you just expressed that you care and appreciate him, and that, at least for now, was enough for him.

Lilia’s green tea chocolates match his new bouquet of black and fuchsia roses.

Lilia has witnessed and experienced many Valentine’s days during his life. He probably has enough information to fill an entire encyclopedia about it, maybe including some of his stories as a bonus. Having lived for so long, Lilia finds enjoyment in how humans celebrate their holidays; and Valentine’s wasn’t the exception. He reminisces about his past lovers and confidants, basking in the subtle aroma of his recently acquired bouquet while thinking about all the memories he made along the way. This may sound like something an old man would say, but Lilia truly relishes in the fleeting moments that life graces him with; he most definitely takes delight in spending those moments with you, happy to see that you also enjoy his presence.

Silver’s cashew chocolates match his new deer plushie.

Silver’s pretty much indifferent towards Valentine’s. He doesn’t have time to celebrate these kinds of festivities when he has to make sure his young master isn’t in any danger. But he guesses that once a while won’t hurt... Malleus and Lilia are within his sight, Sebek is right next to him, and he doesn’t have the will to reject your gift. After all, who is he to decline such a selfless act? He gives you a warm smile as his cheeks turn into a slight shade of pink, uttering grateful words until he was too sleepy to continue the conversation. Just as he was slowly falling asleep, he unconsciously hugged his new stuffed plushie, unaware of the future teasing his father would carry out. Well, seeing the bright side of it though: he had an splendid nap and you had another sleeping beauty Silver picture. A win-win situation indeed.

Sebek’s lemon caramel chocolates match his new crocodile and dragon mug.

Sebek wasn’t and still isn’t fond of Valentine’s Day. In fact, he’s not fond of almost any of the holidays that you, mere humans, like to celebrate. However, even if he states that he doesn’t care about your gift and complaints about your display of affection towards his young master, Sebek ends up liking you a little bit more than usual. Don’t be mistaken, human! It’s not because of the cute action you just confer upon him, why would you even think that? He just thinks that a gift like this can be very useful, that’s all! He’s not smitten by your sweet smile, kind and thoughtful self, or the way your eyes shine when you’re happy... Wait, what was he saying? Oh, of course! He’s definitely not smitten by any of those things I just mentioned, so don’t you dare to think that after he gifts you your Valentine’s gift. What? It’s called being polite, you know?

Diasomnia might be the only dorm that doesn’t take down the gifts from the other students. Most likely because they were all a happy and beloved family... And also due to them thinking very highly of their presents. But is something that most people have done at this point, so the first part still stands.

“How come I didn’t know about this...”

“Oh, don’t worry, my prince! For the Prefect most certainly did this with love and effort for all of us!”

“It certainly seems that human put so much care into these...”

“What are you mumbling, Sebek?”

“N-nothing!”

“That’s right. If I gift Child of Man a present deserving of her, I can partake in this celebration with her.”

“What an enlivening idea! This makes the perfect occasion to try out that cookie recipe I got from Jade, kee hee~”

“Father, please don’t.”

INITIAL STOP: RAMSHACKLE

The wood of the door creaking was the only sound that could be heard upon returning to your dorm. Being accustomed to it, you didn’t think of it as you left Grim on the couch, sitting next to him while watching his peaceful face, far away in dreamland.

“Aww, isn’t he the cutest when he isn’t awake?” Brawley commented, appearing out of nowhere as he floated around the little creature.

“So, tell us, MC. How did you Valentine’s journey go?” Conrad asked, anticipating an answer that never came. “MC?”

When the ghosts turned to look at you, all they found was your sleeping form, who couldn’t resist the tiredness after a whole day of walking and searching.

“Poor thing. She must be so exhausted,” Arthur said, dragging a blanket to shield you from the cold weather. “I can’t believe she really took it upon herself to prepare all of those gifts.”

“Right? I haven’t seen anyone so determined to prepare so many boxes and chocolates without expecting something in return,” Brawley added, trying his best to sneak a pillow under your head.

“Well, she may not expect anything in return, but I’m almost completely sure those boys are going to return the favor,” Conrad voiced, placing Grim in a more comfortable spot close to you, careful to not wake him up.

After that, your ghost fellows decided to float around for a bit, talking amongst themselves to guess what the gifts your friends had for you might be, also questioning if they were also thinking of competing not only for your attention, but for your love as well.

THE END~

DON'T REPOST.

EVERY CHARACTER BELONGS TO DISNEY AND YANA TOBOSO, AND I DON'T TAKE CREDIT FOR THEM.

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dragonshoardofworks · 2 months ago

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Reincarnation Everlasting Trio Part 3 (DPxDC)

[I wanted to post this on White Day to pair it up with the first part that came out on Valentine's Day, but I confused the dates thinking it coincided with 🔪Stabby Day🔪 (the Ides of March), sooo... Sorry?] (^～^;)ゞ(シ_ _)シ

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (you're here) | Part 4

Danny doesn't know why he's so antsy.

…Correction, he does know, but just doesn't want to acknowledge it.

If Jazz were here, she would have said that he was developing a codependency with Tucker-now-Damian, so being apart for a while would do them good. And she would have been annoyingly right, but she's not here, so Danny is allowed to be antsy.

Oh, he saw right through Alfred's attempts at distracting him, but given that it was an honest effort and the butler did need a hand, Danny had accepted to help.

But now his Core is incessantly buzzing at him to go and join his future boyfriend (as they had both agreed to wait for Sam before making anything official). And Danny… doesn't know if this is just his normal anxiety or if it’s some sort of ghost instinct/power he knows nothing about. Last time he had ignored a symptom, it had resulted in him freezing from the inside out as his Ice Core had developed, so it's hard to ignore this.

And this is why, as a particularly high spike of this anxiety shakes his Core while Alfred is putting the cookies in the oven for the post-patrol, Danny yeets himself out of the Manor and starts searching for Robin.

Something is guiding him in midtown, so he follows without question. Putting on the modified Fenton Phone on, he intercepts the Bats’ signal (or better, Babs had left the channel open for him whenever he needed it) and catches the coda of Robin saying «...to be mutually exclusi-» before the announcement of Joker's break out stalls his Core, making him go faster instead of freezing.

Why does it always have to be circus freaks?!

…And why does it always have to be exploding fast food joints!? Phantom asks himself as soon as he sees his People on the roof of the Batburgers at the same time as Hiereus announces the bombs’ placement.

After that, Danny's memory is a blur, images superimposing themselves one over the other, as the cackle of his evil future self echoes in his ears along the boom.

Had he lost them again?

🎆🎆🎆

Antheia thinks she's living an out of body experience, since nothing could have compared to the utter madness of this night. Being dumped by the only person in the whole universe that understands her on a molecular level hurts more than any rejection she had experienced in her whole life and will have beyond combined.

The fifteen-years-old girl should have never allowed someone in her heart and given him so much power over her. And the most pathetic thing about this is that she has lost against an unknown boy. If it wasn’t for that particular detail, Thea would have raged against Robin about what her rival has more than her, when the answer is obvious.

Then the news of the megalomaniac escaping and having access to bombs seems like the shitty cherry on the compost cake, only to be topped by the realization that she’s too far away from any plant that could have taken them away from the danger and…!

Green staring directly into her soul is everything and the only thing that her brain registers as her body feels two collisions (one after the other) and the following whiplash of terminal velocity stopping not even a second later.

The whole world and the Green (as in the flora) itself could be burning to the ground and Thea wouldn’t have noticed since she’s fixated on this kind of toxic green... No, ectoplasm green.

Her gasp at that tiny epiphany seems enough to make the wielder of those irises unfreeze and then thoroughly wrap himself around her (and her mom?? Someone big is definitely leaning on her in the ghostly cocoon). Not even a second later tears wet her shoulder and their bundle is shaken by sobs, as their saviour is taken over by hysterics. But why…?

“Heeey, Danny, it’s okay, you made it in time this time. You saved them.” Wiggling makes the girl be able to look over the shoulder of the sobbing ghost and gasp at the sight: a teenager about Robin’s age is hovering beside them (with Batman under his arm like a bedragged puppy), dressed in an inverted version of the sidekick’s suit, but his features are completely different from what she expects. Gone are the middle-eastern somatic traits, as they are replaced by afro-american ones with white dreadlocks and the very same ectoplasmic green eyes of the unknown savior.

“Tucker?” The name escapes unbidden from her lips, but immediately it feels right and everything rushes back.

In the meantime said boy does a double-take, as his eyes google-out and he splutters. “Whastg- Sam??”

“And Jazz!” A cheerfully (with a note of unhinged hysterics) cuts through, making both (aware) teens jump and turn as much as they can towards Harley Quinn. “Guess that being the mom-friend actually made me a mom, at last!”

“What the actual fuck, Jazz! You can’t be my mom! It’s so unfair!” Thea!Sam protests, trying to wiggle in the ghost’s octopus grasp to see her better.

“I second that! Besides, Harleen Quinzel was born before the accident!” Robin!Tucker exclaims, bewildered, as the ghost squeezes the duo a bit more. “It would be a paradox!”

“I’m just good like that, then.” Harley!Jazz sniffs, in mock-self-importance. “No paradox happened when I read the letter of my past self and it even changed my life! So take that!”

A sigh so deep that it can be felt into the bones stop any further bickering and the trio turns to look at Batman, who is holding the bridge of his nose as if it’s the last dreg of his sanity left. “While this proves to be the most beneficial development, we still need to go and catch the Joker.”

Robin!Tucker winces, looking at the ghost clinging to the reincarnations. “Good luck with that, Dad, because Danny’s not gonna let them go anytime soon. And you can bet that when he’s coherent enough again, we’re gonna be engulfed in that hug for a while, too. The thing that just happened triggered his most major trauma, soo…” He trails, gesturing to the ghost… that only now T!Sam registers as who really is and so she startles.

“Oh Ancients, Danny!” T!Sam forces the halfa to raise his face from the crook of her neck and he pliantly obliges, but he’s still crying a river and ugly sobbing. He looks like he hasn’t aged a day from his 15th birthday and that he actually matches the description of the meta-vigilante that’s attached to Robin’s hip. Guilt immediately surges inside of her for the things she has said about him during the argument on the roof and so she hugs him, tight, copied by H!Jazz.

“...Okay. Robin,” said halfa floats straighter, “we’ll leave the search and subjugation of the Joker to Nightwing and Black Bat. Can you bring us to the safehouse Tango-Uniform-Echo? That would give us at least a semblance of privacy.”

“There should be no issue.” Experimentally he pushes Phantom’s back and the group moves in the right direction, so after a nod, Robin ferries everyone in the agreed safehouse (by also turning them invisible and intangible to sneak in).

As soon as they are enclosed by the walls, Phantom uncoils a bit, just enough to let R!Tucker slip into the hug (Batman, luckily for him, manages to stay out of reach and so he’s free, but poised as a sentry), as they relocate on a king-sized bed for comfort. Danny seems to have calmed down enough to have stopped crying, but he’s dissociating now, so that leaves R!Tucker to be questioned by the girls.

“Why is he still so young? He should be at least a decade older.” H!Jazz murmurs, drying the old tears from her former-little-brother.

“...Do you remember the villain that offed us?” A flash of red eyes and fangs makes the duo shudder and Danny unconsciously hugs them tighter. “Since Danny wanted to avoid creating him, the moron decided it was better if he went Sleeping Beauty.” R!Tuck fondly pets the other’s white hair, getting a faint purr in response. “My current-life siblings and I found his capsule a few weeks ago and by waking him up, it also awakened my memories.”

“Did that make you a halfa?” T!Sam whispers, eyeing his ghost form. “And why do you look like past-you like this?”

He snickers in response. “Nah, I’m a halfa because of my grandfather and then a recent dip in an ectoplasmic pool jump-started my Core.” He looks down at himself. “Remember how Danny once said that ghosts’ appearance is derived by their self-image?” Two nods. “Since I still see myself at least half as Tucker, my ghost form reflects that. So that I can be both myselves.”

There’s a pause of silence, in which T!Sam gathers the courage to speak up. “I’m sorry about early. You did have a good reason to avoid going on full missions, I guess. Danny’s first weeks of adjustment weren’t funny.”

R!Tuck shakes his head. “I still should have said something, that’s the least you deserved. We’ve been partners in crime-fighting in both the past and current life.” He lifts her red bangs with a hand to kiss her on the forehead. “Danny and I were also searching for you, yanno? We were certain that you were stubborn enough to get yourself a new life to kick our asses again.”

T!Sam blushes up to the tip of her ears and tries to push him away with no result, since Danny is still holding tight. “Tucker Robin Foley! Who are you and what did you do to both my boys? None of them were this smooth and direct!”

R!Tuck just laughs. “Blame Danny! The moron just straight kissed me out of nowhere to shut me up! I don’t even know how he managed to convince me that the three of us won’t dance around each other this time around. Probably it was something about being too late last time and regretting it.”

“Not the Clueless One anymore, then?” H!Jazz joins in petting Danny’s hair fondly.

“Not for this, at least. I bet he’ll find other ways to make us exasperated.” R!Tuck drawls.

“That’s a sucker bet, no one will take you up to that.” T!Sam deadpans.

“TT, there are so many of them in my family they would have flocked at the chance, I tell you.”

“...Did you just make a bird pun?” A rough voice just above of a whisper breaks the brief quiet deadpan spell and the three of them turn to Danny, who’s blinking lethargically at R!Tuck.

“Figures that that’s what makes you come back to the land of the living, you dork.” The vigilante ruffles the other halfa’s hair fondly. “How do you feel?”

“Drained.” Danny goes to rub his eyes with a hand, but finds both of them still gripping T!Sam and H!Jazz’s clothes. He frowns in confusion and looks up at the woman and girl, then stares at them uncomprehending. After a second of rebooting, he turns to R!Tuck, still confused. “Why am I clinging to your crush and her mom?”

While the “stabby” Robin chokes at the statement, H!Jazz snickers then outright cackles in unhinged glee, while T!Sam processes the whole thing. What is her life?

“OMG, your nonexisting mouth-filter while exhausted is still the same!” H!Jazz replaces the other’s boy hand on the (confused) white head, whose owner looks at her owlishly. Her mirth gives way to fondness and bittersweetness. “I’m glad that some things never change, after all, little brother.”

Tentatively, with hope in his eyes, a more alert Danny whispers “Jazz?” and that spurs T!Sam to be included.

“Yeah, can you believe that, Danny? Being saved by your Sleeping Beauty ass just to discover that your sister is now my mom? What’s next, Mr. Lancer reincarnated as Superman?”

“Please, don’t even joke about that! It’s bad enough that he flirts with Father, I can’t add this to the folder as well!” (In the background Batman silently chokes like his son has done a few seconds before. Clark does what??)

(Ignoring the banter, Danny silently takes in T!Sam's appearance –the blood red hair, the sky blue eyes, the greenish sheen on her pale skin, the dormant humm inside her chest–, but, above everything else, the familiar signature of her soul, which, like Harley’s, brings a pang of nostalgia for the Before.)

Before T!Sam can continue to tease her friend, she’s engulfed into another hug along with her mom, this time more coherent, but with the same urgency and desperation that had been before.

With a fond sigh H!Jazz hugs back, while T!Sam strokes his back as Danny nuzzles into her shoulder. They stay silent for a while before he starts to chuckle.

At the general “uhm?”, Danny leans back with wet eyes, but still no new tears spilled. “I should have guessed that Tucker’s new life’s crush couldn’t have been anyone else other than you, he is predictable like that!”

“Danny! Stop exposing me like this! I still have a reputation to maintain among my brothers!” R!Tuck protests indignantly.

“What reputation?” Danny chortles. “Why do you think I know about ‘Blossom’ and how far gone you were for her in the first place before I came?”

“Greyson…” R!Tuck growls with the same venom of the “Dinkleberg”-meme.

“Not even the worst offender! Hiereus and Spoiler are such gossiping old ladies that they took me up to speed with probably everything after they kidnapped me for their shovel talk.” As the reincarnated trio gapes, Danny hums in thought. “That and making me part of the betting pool definitely took away points from their intimidation factor, tho. Pity, because at that point it had been a solid 8.”

“Who gave the best one?” H!Jazz, still bewildered, asks in genuine curiosity.

“Agent A, who else?” Danny turns to Batman who already suspected that. “Batdad, your dad is the scariest mortal that I’ve ever met, I still can’t get how he didn’t beat into submission my evil future self in the other timeline.” He rambles, probably to hide his nerves like he always did in the Before. (B almost snorts at the familiarity that Danny uses with him, already used to it after weeks of knowing him but refrains because he's worried about the deflection.) “If the Long Now is in mood for letting us visit, we could ask CW about it when we’ll go to the InfiRe for your check up. I mean, if we promise we won’t change anything it’s like watching a show, right?”

“Danny.” T!Sam cradles his face and he immediately shuts up, suddenly meek. “What are you afraid of?”

It takes him a minute of looking anywhere but them, before he caves, wilting like a flower. “...This feels too good to be true. I don’t want it to be a coma dream.”

“It just looks like that because Karma is giving back what you earned, Danny.” R!Tuck gives him a kiss on the temple and he leans in the gesture, slightly blushing green.

“Yeah, just for the whole Christmas Trauma, we should be rewarded, I swear.” H!Jazz huffs, getting a small smile from Danny. (Progress!)

“When you put it like that…”

“Hush, ya know that I'm right-a, I've got the whole doctorate now to prove it!” The Harley in Jazz shows up with her smugness.

“Oh Green, you're right!” T!Sam is properly distressed, as the boys catch up.

“And she's also your mother now, so you can't escape from being psychoanalyzed anymore, Bloss!” R!Tuck shakes her in horror.

“Wait wait wait, how is this even possible? Isn’t your mom Poison Ivy?” Danny interrupts the escalated (dramaqueen-esque) freak out and gestures to all of her.

T!Sam squints at him in suspicion. “Didn’t his siblings tell you all the gossip?”

“Well, yeah, but most of what Hiereus knew were deductions and conspiracy theories. And this disaster of a halfa was worse than a tomb about being silent on you, when I tried to breach the subject! He just added more credibility to the crush-theory since he was trying to hoard you!” Danny points at R!Tuck, who groans and blushes green.

“TT, maybe I just wanted to be in perfect control of my powers before introducing her to you.” R!Tuck mumbles, crossing his arms.

“You wanted to show off!” T!Sam accuses, pointing into his face. He leans back, huffing, bright green in embarrassment but not refusing the statement. She then sighs deeply, facepalming with both hands. “You’re such an idiot, why do I love you is beyond me, may Green save me.” She says, muffled, unknowingly making the boys jolt in interest and hope.

They look at one another, confirming having heard her, so then they lean over.

“But we’re your idiots, so that checks out?” R!Tuck rests his forehead on hers, making her peek at him over her fingers.

She huffs and glances to the side where Danny is waiting silently and hopeful (never demanding, always waiting on the sidelines, too selfless for his own good). “Okay, fine, my idiots.” She lowers her hands and slightly headbutts R!Tuck. “But you owe me so many explanations and secrets to make us even!”

“Of course!” R!Tuck agrees readily, but to her it’s still not enough, feels almost too easy.

“And at least three steaks! That’s non-negotiable!” She growls, making the other grimace, but nod.

The loudest gasp ever heard from Danny shakes the duo apart to look at him questioningly. Being a halfa gives several advantages, among which the body manipulation, so his jaw is actually touching the bed with how much it has dropped. “SAM!” Danny shrieks when he finally gets a hold on himself (and her shoulders). “Are you actually a carnivore??”

The world tilts on its axis as Antheia and Samantha realign themselves and the girl chokes on nothing as realization strikes. “Oh Ancients, I am! It’s mama’s fault and she’s even right, I can’t go back as a vegan! It destroys the ecosystems!”

That seems to be the last straw as Danny and her mom (Jazz! She’s Jazz, oh no, oh no) start to cackle, unhinged, while R!Tucker whines that they actually switched places with reincarnation, how was that even possible…!

(Yet, neither Antheia nor Samantha regret getting this second chance to start again with her boys, despite the clear differences. No one will be able to tear them apart from one another again now.)

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nicoline1998enilocin · 3 months ago

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Best Valentine's Day ever |V-Day Special 2025

PAIRING || Boyfriend! Baker! Tony Stark x Girlfriend! Pregnant! Female! Reader

WORDCOUNT || 4.8K

SUMMARY || What started as a happy Valentine's Day for you, your boyfriend Tony, and your cat, Oliver, soon turned into one of the best days of your life. With the birth of your son, your life feels complete, and seeing Tony turn into the most loving, gentle father you've ever seen is the cherry on top.

RATING || Mature (M)

WARNINGS/TAGS || Canon divergence, everyone lives AU, bakery AU, baker! Tony Stark, age gap romance, pregnancy fic, kid fic, multiple mentions of labour and delivery (nothing graphic), Tony being the sweetest boyfriend, and most loving dad!

A/N || I wish you a happy Valentine's Day if you celebrate it, and I hope your days will be amazing! Thank you all for your support and patience, and I look forward to sharing more stories soon! I want to thank @ccbsrmsf1 for the endless love and support. I couldn't have done this without you! I love you so much, bestie! 🤍

EVENTS @fandombingo || Take your kid to work day @julybreakbingo Post-JBB || Bed rest @seasonaldelightsbingo Sweater Season || Coffee date @sweetspicybingo Hurt/Comfort || Lullaby @tonystarkbingo #8005 || Free space

GIF: @ccbsrmsf1 || All other graphics in this post are made by @nicoline1998enilocin

Main Masterlist || Tony Stark || Baker! Tony Stark

From the moment you discovered your pregnancy, your world has turned upside down in the best way. Though the first few months weren’t the easiest with how bad your morning sickness was, the rest of them were a breeze with the help and support of both Tony and your British shorthair, Oliver, and now your due date is rapidly approaching. In fact, the due date your OBGYN has given you is today - February 14th, 2025, and the nerves have definitely settled in with you both. Despite this, you still sent Tony to the bakery to help with the massive list of orders him and his team have gotten.

“Tony, I promise you that me, Oliver and our little Cupcake will be completely fine today. They really need your help at the bakery, so you should help them. And I’ll call you as soon as anything happens,” you tell your protective boyfriend as he’s in front of the door, slightly hesitant about leaving you on your due date.

“But what if you go into labour today?” he asks, his brows furrowed in worry.

“If that happens, you’ll be the first to know. Oliver will be with me the entire time so I won’t be alone, and we’re not that far away from the hospital if we need to head over there today,” you tell him, and he smiles at you before bending down and capturing your lips in a loving kiss, his hand on your large belly as he gently rubs it with his thumb.

“Okay. But I need you to call me as soon as anything happens. I love you,” he tells you before kissing you a few more times, and then kneeling in front of you to kiss your belly, too. Today, you opted to wear a dress that highlights your belly beautifully, with little hearts all over it in honor of Valentine’s Day.

“I love you too, Little Cupcake. And you better stay in there until I’m back!” he says with a smile, making you laugh as he kisses your belly, too. Talking to your baby and kissing your belly has become part of your daily routine throughout your pregnancy, and he can’t get enough of it each time, lingering a little longer than he should now that he’s going out the door and to the bakery.

“Meow,” you hear from behind you, followed by little footsteps on the wooden floor as Oliver makes his way to the hallway where you and Tony are standing.

“It looks like someone else would like a kiss, too,” you joke, and Tony happily says goodbye with a kiss to his chubby, happy-go-lucky cat Oliver before getting up and kissing you a few more times and finally heading out the door, though the thought of you possibly going into labour today isn’t leaving his brain for a single moment the entire time.

“Are you hungry, Oliver? Mommy surely is, so I’ll make you something for breakfast, too,” you tell Oliver as you walk into the kitchen, one hand on your stomach as you grab some of the foods you’re craving to make a delicious breakfast with, and the little feline happily trots behind you as he meows, making you smile. As you’re making your breakfast, you feel an odd sensation in your lower abdomen, similar to the period cramps you had before your pregnancy.

“Oh, fuck-” you curse as you try to breathe through the feeling of the cramp, your fingers clenching the kitchen counter as you try to locate your phone, and thankfully it isn’t that far away from where you’re standing. While you try to get through it, the realization of this possibly being labour settling in with every wave of cramps. Thankfully, it soon subsides and you call Tony to tell him something’s going on.

“Peach, is everything okay?” he asks after picking up on the second ring, worried as he walks out the back door of his bakery for a little privacy. Though all of his employees know you’re pregnant, he still likes to have some privacy on his phone calls, and with how busy it is in the bakery today, he doesn’t want to risk anyone overhearing anything they shouldn’t.

“I- I’m not sure, Tony. Can you- oh god!- come home, please? I think I need to- to go to the hospital,” you say between deep breaths, and he lets you know he’s on his way right now. Within seconds of hanging up he has ripped off his apron to head home, and he quickly instructs everyone who’s still working about what’s happening, before jumping in his car and going home as soon as possible.

As soon as he’s in the car he calls you back, and you gladly pick up after sitting down, the cramps now gone, though Oliver is still glued to your side as you’re on the couch waiting for Tony.

“I’m on my way, my sweet Peach. I’m in the car, so I should be home soon,” he says, and the entire time he talks to you, soothing you and reassuring you that everything will be okay. If it wasn’t for Tony, you’re not sure you would have been able to get through the agonizing minutes you’re now experiencing, but with his soothing voice in your ear, it is a lot more bearable.

The entire drive home, Tony’s nerves are growing with the knowledge that his baby is finally arriving, and he still can’t really believe it’s finally happening. Simultaneously, he’s enjoying every part of the process - from the moment your son was conceived, to doting on your every need when you were taking care of the growing human inside your belly, until now - he wouldn’t want to miss it for the world.

“I’m here, Peach. I’m going to hang up for a moment and run upstairs to grab everything I need, okay?” he asks, and you hum in response, the last contraction you had slowly subsiding. While they’re not too bad yet, you’re definitely noticing that they’re intensifying quickly, and it’s making you increasingly anxious for everything that’s still to come.

Tony quickly unlocks the front door before running in to find you on the couch where you have been waiting with Oliver since calling him, and you’ve rarely been happier to see your sweet baker’s face.

“How’re you feeling?” he asks as he kneels by your side, his hand on your belly as he looks you over. Oliver bumps his head against Tony’s large hand, and he looks over at the feline before scratching him behind the ears just like he loves.

“As good as can be expected while in early labour,” you joke with a half-smile, and your boyfriend chuckles before nodding and placing a quick kiss on your forehead. Then, he runs into the large bedroom to grab the hospital bag that has been prepared two weeks ago, waiting for this very moment.

“Let’s go have a baby!” Tony says enthusiastically as he walks back into the living room, his happy demeanor making you smile before getting up, which is easier said than done. Thankfully, you have Tony’s help, and after a last goodbye to Oliver - who will be taken care of by your best friend and coworker Wanda in your absence - you’re finally heading to the hospital.

That night, at 9:33 PM on Valentine’s Day, you’re officially meeting the little human you’ve been growing for the past nine months. From the moment he was lying in your arms, you felt complete, and it has been worth every excruciating minute of labour to see the baby you have made with the love of your life.

“So, do you two have a name for him yet?” the nurse asks, and you and Tony immediately look at each other, knowing you’re thinking the exact same thing.

“Liam,” you say at the same time, and Tony’s trying his hardest not to cry.

“We decided his name will be Liam Alexander Stark,” Tony says as he gently kisses your forehead, not caring about the hair sticking to it. He thought he had known true love before, but it isn’t until this moment that he realizes the true meaning of it. As you’re holding baby Liam, he’s overwhelmed with happiness as he lets his tears flow. He’s not a man of many tears, but he really cannot help himself.

“I love you both so much,” he whispers as he looks at Liam, and you nod in agreement.

“I love you both so much as well,” you say as you gently rub Liam’s rosy, chubby cheek with your thumb. He’s the perfect copy of his dad, and you couldn’t be prouder as you can’t stop staring at him. You’re officially a family of four, and you’re looking forward to everything life will have in store for you from this moment on.

The birth of your son has taken a big toll on you, and when you’re taking a well-deserved nap - Liam being asleep right next to you - Tony is working on a surprise. After some talking with the nurse, he has gotten permission to decorate your hospital room for Valentine’s Day, since you couldn’t have the relaxing night at home that you expected. Wanda quickly dropped off some decorations, as well as a large bouquet of your favorite flowers and your favorite coffee that you’ve been craving your entire pregnancy.

The flowers are beautifully displayed in a vase Wanda brought as well, and just as Tony is hanging up the last heart-shaped garlands you’re slowly waking up. For a moment, you’re not sure what you’re looking at as you’re looking all around you, the room being transformed completely.

“Tony, what have you done to the room?” you ask sleepily, and he turns around with a broad smile as he hears your soft, sleepy voice.

“Well, since we didn’t get the Valentine’s Day we planned, I thought I’d bring the celebration here instead. I know it’s already past midnight for us, but it’s still Valentine’s Day somewhere! I asked Wanda to bring some decorations, your favorite flowers-” gesturing towards the large bouquet on the side of your bed, “and the coffee you’ve been wanting for months now.”

“I- But- Oh my god…” is all you can say as tears cloud your vision, your hormones still in overdrive after giving birth. In an instant, Tony is by your side, pulling you against his side as he’s seated on the edge of your hospital bed.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, my beautiful Peach. And thank you for making it the best Valentine’s Day ever,” he says as you wipe your tears, sniffles filling the room while he presses soft kisses on top of your head.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you whisper before tipping your head to capture his lips in a soft, loving kiss. Your heart swells with love as you look into his eyes, love and adoration shining through as he looks at you.

“I want to thank you for the most beautiful gift sleeping so peacefully over there,” Tony says after you’ve basked in the closeness for a few minutes, breaking the silence with one of the most heartfelt words he’s ever said.

“You don’t have to thank me, Tony. He’s the best gift we have ever gifted each other. He’s the result of our love, and he’s going to make our lives so much richer.”

As if he knows you’re talking about him, he starts to stir awake, causing Tony to get up and give him to you, as it’s the perfect time to give him a feeding. You’ll be on bed rest for the first week, which means you can take care of his every need whenever possible, and you’re looking forward to every minute you get to spend with your son in your arms. While you breastfeed Liam, Tony is finishing the decorating of the room, and then it’s finally time for the coffee date Tony has arranged.

“I’ve missed this so much,” you say after your first sip of coffee and the first bite of the most delicious cinnamon roll you’ve had in a long time. Near the end of your pregnancy, your OBGYN advised against drinking coffee, so now that you’ve given birth, it feels like a gold medal at the end of a long race, the warm liquid filling you from the inside out. A hum of appreciation fills the air as you take another sip, your son now happily sleeping in your arms.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying your coffee, Peach. You’ve earned it,” Tony says before bending towards you and placing a soft kiss on your cheek, making you chuckle as the facial hair tickles your cheek. The rest of the night is spent bringing up memories, but also FaceTiming your parents as they don’t live close to New York. While your mom burst out in happy tears at the sight of Liam, your dad couldn’t stop saying how proud he is of you, and how much he looks like Tony.

During your week of bed rest, Tony divides his time between the hospital with you and Liam, and at home to take care of Oliver as well as shower and change clothes, but each time he comes back with a small gift for you as a token of his love and appreciation. From flowers to a beautiful necklace with your son’s initials on it, and a teddy bear that has recorded his voice as he sings a lullaby, it all brings you to happy tears in the best way possible.

But now, after a week of lying in bed in the hospital, you’re finally allowed to go home and live your life as the family of four that you’ve dreamt of becoming for the past nine months.

“Welcome home,” Tony says as he opens the door for you, Liam happily sleeping in the carrier your boyfriend is holding. Though you’re still walking a bit uncomfortable, you’re happy to be home again. The house smells like Tony, and you can’t help but smile when he swats your butt playfully on your way in. Then, as soon as the door falls into the lock, you hear the meows you’ve been missing; Oliver is trotting over quickly to welcome you home, too.

“Hi, sweet baby! Have you missed your mama the past week?” you ask as he jumps against your leg to get some attention, his meows making you smile as you give him the attention he’s looking for.

“He has missed you, Peach - every time I walked in the door he went to check if you were walking through the door as well, and I swear he looked a little disappointed each time you weren’t with me,” Tony tells you as he gently puts the carrier down with Liam in it. Then, after checking if he’s still sleeping, he turns around to pick up Oliver as you’re not allowed to lift anything heavier than Liam.

“I missed you too, Bubba, it was not as fun without you there. But I’m sure you’re very excited to meet your little brother, aren’t you?” Oliver meows enthusiastically at the idea, making both you and Tony smile widely. You give the chubby feline a few kisses and extra scratches under his chin before getting comfortable on the couch, where you can hold Liam in order for Oliver to meet him.

The timing is perfect, as he just woke up again, and excitement runs through your veins as Tony grabs him from the carrier. He’s dressed in the cutest blue onesie with cats all over it, and a matching hat to finish his outfit. As soon as he’s in your arms, Oliver jumps onto the couch to inspect the little human in your arms, making you smile uncontrollably. What you don’t know is that Tony is taking plenty of pictures for you to look back on later, and to put together a photo album as well.

“This is your little brother, Liam!” you tell Oliver as he sniffs his head, being mindful to not hurt him in any way as he climbs onto your lap to get an even better look. Then, a soft meow finishes it off to let you know he approves of his little brother, his head bumping against the baby’s little fist. Then, Tony joins the three of you on the couch, gently stroking Liam’s cheek as he looks at the scene unfolding in your lap. This will be the first moment of many they’ll share together over the years, and you’re looking forward to seeing them grow up together, side by side and best friends from day one.

“Would you like for me to draw you a bath or turn on the shower? You can take as long as you need to freshen up in there and have some alone time,” Tony says as he tucks some loose hair behind your ear, making you smile and flush at the soft touch on your skin.

“I- I would love to take a shower, but-”

“But you don’t know if you can leave Liam for that long?” Tony finishes your sentence, and you nod as a feeling of shame washes over you for not wanting to be away from him. It’s not that you don’t trust Tony, because you trust him with your heart, soul and life, but it’s going to be difficult to not have him with you every second like in the hospital.

“Can you look at me, Peach?” he asks gently, and you do as he asks, meeting his dark brown, adoring eyes.

“I know it’s very difficult for you to be away from him, but I promise to take amazing care of him. If you want, I’m happy to sit in the bathroom with you as I feed him his bottle so you’re not away from him for too long, or we can postpone your shower a few more hours until you’re feeling ready. Right now, I want nothing more than for you to be comfortable with everything that’s going on, and I’m willing to do everything it takes to achieve that,” he tells you, which causes tears to gather in the corners of your eyes.

“I’ll be okay, Tony. It’s difficult, but I know he’s going to be in the best hands with you,” you tell him, and Tony answers with a small kiss on the tip of your nose. Tony then gives you one more kiss before getting up and running a shower for you, and putting out all the needed supplies and the comfiest pair of pajamas you own to change into after you’ve taken care of yourself in the shower. Tony takes Liam from you, and they both wave goodbye to you as you walk to the bathroom, making you smile widely.

“We love you, Mama! Have a good shower!” Tony says in a baby voice, as if he’s giving Liam his voice. You laugh out loud as you shake your head, your heart swelling with pride and love for the man you love. He’s the best father and most loving person you’ve ever met, and you’re constantly thankful to have given him the gift of a son. The entire time you’re in the shower, using every last product Tony has set out of your in your favorite scent - peaches - you can’t stop thinking about your boys, eager to get back to them as soon as you can.

As you step out of the shower, you hear Tony’s voice over the baby monitor, though you never would have expected to hear what you’re hearing now.

“You have an amazing mama, do you know that? She’s been very strong throughout the entire process of growing you, she’s loving, kind, sweet, and beautiful, too,” he says, an admiring tone in his words.

“And meeting her has been the best thing to have happened to me in a long time, too. Before your mama, I didn’t ever think I’d find love in this lifetime, and I had made peace with that, but she changed everything for me. She made me believe in true love, and I’ve met my soulmate in her, too. We’re all very lucky that we get to love her in our lifetime. And you, too. I’m lucky to be able to love you as well, my little Cupcake,” Tony says, making you tear up a little bit.

Your feet carry you through the hallway and to the nursery, where you find Tony - thick, broad, beefy, giant as he is - with Liam on his bare chest, doing some much-needed skin-to-skin contact. His eyes are closed as he hums a lullaby while rocking back and forth in the rocking chair, and you can tell Liam is completely in heaven as Tony’s heartbeat has calmed him down a lot. As you’re standing in the opening of the door, you decide to snap a few photos to look back on later.

Then, you can’t help but take a moment to admire your boyfriend’s amazing physique. From every ridge and muscle that’s on display, to the veins running all along his thick biceps and the small happy trail of dark hair leading into his pants, it’s a true sight for sore eyes. Suddenly, you’re snapped out of the rather dirty daydream you’re having about your boyfriend as your nickname rolls off his tongue in a sweet tone, giving you full-body goosebumps and cheeks that are on fire as you know you’ve been caught ogling.

“Would you like to stay there and stare at me holding Liam, or did you want to come in?” he asks, which intensifies the burn from your cheeks all the way down your neck, too, making him smile more and more with every step you take into the nursery where he’s sitting.

“What’s on your mind, Beautiful?” he asks as you’re seated on the windowsill, which has a few pillows on it to make it more comfortable.

“You and Liam,” you answer him honestly, and he smiles at the mention of the sleeping baby in his arms.

“I overheard you on the baby monitor that’s next to the bed, and I wanted to say thank you. Thank you for being my best friend, the man I love and the best dad both Oliver and Liam could possibly have. I’m happy to have found you in this life, too, as it wouldn’t be nearly as fun without you in it. I love you, Tony,” you say before leaning in and capturing his lips in a kiss, one that has the butterflies in your stomach going wild as your heart beats faster with pure love.

It’s been nearly three weeks since the birth of your son, Liam, and Tony’s working hard on a do-over of the Valentine’s Day plans you two had. They've changed drastically when you went into labour, but now that things are finally settling into a comfortable routine, it’s finally time to make it a night to remember, though nothing will ever top the night Liam was born.

Tony has been busy in the kitchen for most of the afternoon while you’re taking care of Liam, preparing your favorite dish and dessert, as it will be all about you for the night. Oliver has been spending time wandering between the kitchen and the living room, trying to divide his attention, though he ultimately stayed with Tony as you were sure that he was feeding him little bits while cooking.

“I’m going to put Liam down for the night, so if you need me I’ll be in the nursery. He’s very sleepy and can barely keep his eyes open,” you say as you hold him close, his head lying on your chest and his eyelids falling shut constantly. Tony agrees before saying goodnight to Liam, and then you’re off, leaving Tony to finish dinner for the two of you. Seeing how tired he already is, he goes down without a struggle, sleeping nearly right away, though you still finish the singing of the lullaby you sing to him every night.

After checking if the baby monitor is on, you leave the nursery to spend some much-needed time with your boyfriend over the delicious dinner he has created. The past few weeks have been challenging as everyone has been adjusting to the new life, but the dust is finally settling and you couldn’t be happier.

“There she is, my beautiful, juicy Peach,” Tony says as he pulls you into a hug, your head lying against his chest as you let out a deep sigh. Your own arms snake around his waist as you take in the moment and the closeness, your heart settling in a slower rhythm right along Tony’s. You’re not sure how long you two stand there, but what you do know is that you missed these moments where it’s just the two of you, and you’re looking forward to a nice dinner together.

“I love you,” Tony whispers before tilting your head and capturing your lips in a kiss that’s filled with love and unspoken promises. The promise to grow old together, and to love each other through thick and thin. The promise to be by your side for the rest of your lives, and the promise to be there for one another no matter what curveball life throws at you. Then, it’s finally time for dinner, and your stomach growls with hunger as you’re sitting down, the smell of the food filling your nostrils.

During the dinner, you and Tony are reflecting on everything that’s happened the past few weeks, as well as bringing up memories from your pregnancy and the bakery. Oliver - who’s now wearing a bandana that proudly displays the words “Proud Big Brother” - meows every now and again to hopefully get some food, and you’ve never been able to say no to his cute, chubby little face and the sweet meows and purrs.

Once you’ve gotten through your starter and main course, it’s time for the dessert, which is one of Tony’s favorite recipes: brownies that have a thick, gooey caramel sauce in the middle and on top. They’re rich, decadent and extremely sweet, but extremely delicious.

“Shall we enjoy this on the couch while we watch a movie?” Tony suggests as he’s clearing the table, after telling you to stay seated so he can take care of every single thing tonight. You hum in approval before getting up and getting comfortable on the couch with a warm blanket and a cup of tea, your boyfriend soon following with the sweet dessert.

“I hope you’ll enjoy it,” he says as he hands you your piece, together with a fork to make it easier. As soon as he’s on the ouch, too, you get to pick a movie, and the dessert has never been better. While the movie continues in the background, you two have more talks about Liam when he’s grown up, and there’s one thought Tony can’t get out of his head.

“When he’s old enough, I would love to do a ‘take your kid to work day’, so he can see what we get up to all day in the bakery, as well as help with making some of the sweet treats that the bakery offers. Maybe he’ll wear a baker’s outfit, too, making him look adorable,” Tony says, and you can’t help but melt at the thought of him getting dressed as a baker together with Tony.

“I can’t wait for that day to be here-” is all you can say, but before you can finish your thought, your attention is pulled to the baby monitor on the table. Liam has woken up and is fussing a bit, so you decide to take a peek into the nursery to see if everything’s okay. Tony’s gaze is focused solely on the small monitor as you’re in there with your son, his smile not moving an inch as he sees you in your element.

“Shall we go and see how Dada’s doing, huh? Maybe get a few cuddles before sleepy time?” you ask him before walking towards the living room again, where Oliver is now happily purring away on Tony’s lap as he’s getting scratches.

“I think he wants to spend a little more time with us tonight,” you say as you walk over to the couch before settling into Tony’s side and getting ready to give Liam a breastfeeding, too. He’s all too happy to be eating again, and falls asleep during the nursing, making you smile immensely.

“He’s so precious, isn’t he?” you ask Tony, who nods in agreement.

“Just like his Mama,” Tony says, making you blush deeply again. The rest of the night is spent with many kisses, cuddles and words of love. Three weeks ago your lives changed in the best way possible, and today you’re sharing these moments with your son and cat, making you a loving family of four. One more dream can be crossed off your list, and you’re looking forward to everything life has to bring from here on out.

And one thing is for sure: you’ll be able to get through anything with Tony, Liam and Oliver by your side.

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theladyheroine · 3 months ago

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Team Sonic’s Favorite Chocolate 🍫

❥ Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! I decided to a small post since I’m a little short on time today, but I hope everyone had a great day! 🍫💕💌

Sonic 💙

Milk or White Chocolate

Peanut Butter Filling

Chocolate Drizzle or Pretzel Crunch

Tails 💛

Milk or White Chocolate

Mint Filling

Peppermint Crunch

Knuckles ❤️

Dark Chocolate

Raspberry or Coconut Filling

Prefers w/out toppings

Shadow 🖤

Dark Chocolate

Caramel or Espresso Filling

Sea Salt Flakes

Tom 🍩

Milk Chocolate (he hates dark chocolate)

Cherry or Orange Filling

Chocolate Drizzle

Maddie ⚾️

Dark Chocolate

Toffee or Caramel Filling

Hazelnuts or Pretzel Crunch

Amy 🌹

Strawberry Chocolate

Cream or Lemon Filling

Sprinkles

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cherryblossomtea · 3 months ago

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I forgot to post this on Valentine’s Day (this is my second time trying to post this. Hopefully it will go through.) anyways here’s what I think some of the characters would like for Valentine’s Day chocolate

Angel loves anything strawberry related David would prefer dark chocolate with a little bit of salt on top to enhance the flavor

Babe loves white chocolate that has a lemon filled center also I feel like Asher would like any sweet type of chocolate, but I feel like Asher would mostly love white chocolate

Milo and sweetheart love milk chocolate that has a caramel filling

Darlin loves dark chocolate with cherry filling, but Sam loves dark chocolate with fudge filling

Vincent and lovely absolutely love white chocolate

Treasure loves milk chocolate, but they’ll take any type of chocolate porter on the other hand absolutely hates anything sweet so he doesn’t do valentines

William doesn’t like chocolate, but he absolutely loves red velvet cake and would have that instead of chocolate

Christian doesn’t like sweet candy but he loves sour candy

Amanda just likes some milk chocolate with some salt on top

Angela(David’s mom) And Gabe absolutely love anything sweet Gabe would definitely take her out to a bakery

Asher’s Mom and Asher’s dad do not care for like over the top sweet stuff, especially like milk chocolate so I feel like they would go for something more like pastries filled with some sort of fruit filling

Marie loves dark chocolate with caramel filling with some salt on top. Colm on the other hand he just likes bitter dark chocolate

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beomie3 · 1 year ago

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txt on valentine’s day

bf txt x reader & fluff :)

♡choi yeonjun

this man would seduce the hell out of you from the start...

he was leaning on the hood of his car, a bouquet of red roses in hand.

he dressed up so nicely for you; a chic red sweater with jeans that hugged his legs so nicely and his hair styled in a way that left you frozen where you stood.

he would kiss your hand so sensually and open the car door like the gentleman he is.

when you got in the car you found that he had your name engraved on the passenger mirror because that was your spot and your spot only.

the back seat was arranged with pink gift bags and a sweet arrangement of all of your favorite candies/snacks.

when you leaned in for a kiss, his soft lips tasted of cherry chapstick; the scent of his cologne just driving you crazy. you just couldn't get enough of him.

"just wait for the present i have for you tonight, baby." he would say with a handsome smirk and kiss to your cheek before driving the two of you to a romantic dinner.

♡choi soobin

would treat you like the princess of princesses.

he would take you out to get your nails done and then proceed to melt when you give him head scratches/back scratches with your new nails hehe.

would have the apartment decorated for you top to bottom with sparkly decorations and little rose petals scattered around with candles and chocolates.

he would cook a delicious dinner for you and bake the most delicious pastries that literally had you convinced he was secretly a professional baker.

he would take the two of you out to an arcade later that night where you beat him in pretty much every game but he didn't care, he just loved seeing you so happy.

the one thing he did win was a huge bunny plushie for you!

"that way i will always be with you," he smiled as he handed you the plushie but you hugged him instead.

you took the cutest selfies together at the arcade <3

♡choi beomgyu

you two spent the day inside, just cuddling on the couch when an idea sparks his mind.

"let's make chocolate-covered strawberries!"

the kitchen is already a mess in not even 10 minutes of the two of you being in there.

he is chasing you around the kitchen island with a finger dipped in chocolate just needing to smear some across your nose as payback for doing it to him.

his hands would clasp around your waist when you stood at the sink rinsing off the strawberries.

later that evening he took you out to watch the sunset at the beach where the two of you sat in the sand, head on his shoulder as you stared off into the orange sky, talking about your futures together.

"do we want one or two kids?" he would ask, already knowing you wanted three, since it was his lucky number.

he brought his film camera and would capture the cutest most aesthetic pictures of your silhouette in the sunset, making sure to post it on his instagram <3

♡kang taehyun

this boy would write you a 10-page love letter about how much you mean to him, including little poems, doodles, and polaroids he pasted onto the pages :'(

a sweet picnic at the park on a sunny day under some shady trees was the perfect way to spend valentine's day with your terry.

he made you homemade kimchi fried rice, tteokbokki, and ramyeon in which he all packed in little pots and set out for you to help yourself to and eat until your heart was content <3

after eating you both laid on the blanket and stared at the clouds, you on his chest as he hummed little tunes for you.

the wind swaying through the trees, birds chirping, subtle background noises of cars passing by and people chatting, mixed with this angelic voice had you falling in love with him all over again.

"you're my favorite person on this entire planet, you know that?"

♡huening kai

kai would set up the cutest little movie night date at his apartment for you.

when you arrived, the couch was covered in plushies and fluffy blankets, a plethora of his hoodies draped over the arm of the couch so that you pick one to wear for the night.

being cuddled up in his arms was the ultimate comfort despite all of the comfy things he provided for you <3

your laughs could probably be heard outside as you literally were dying over the funny scenes in the movie, even popcorn flew everywhere as he could not control himself.

after the movie he brought his guitar out and sang an original he wrote just for you :)

he gave you a piggy back ride to his room where you would have pillow fights and late night talks, laughing until you fell asleep.

even though you are dating, you are still the best of friends above all else :,)

a/n: happy valentine’s day everyone!! <33 i hope u all have the best day ever, treat urself to something special today!!! :) love u so much! 💝 + thank you so much for over 700 followers it means the world to me 🥺

-valentine’s day divider credits: @f-loqweres and @gigittamic

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corrodedcoffinfest · 3 months ago

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It's Complicated Pop-Up Masterlist

Another fun event has ended here at @corrodedcoffinfest! Thanks again to everyone who participates in any way to make these a success!

This event had 11 total entries from 11 unique participants: 10 Fics, 1 Pieces of Art & 0 Other Works were submitted.

I've updated the spreadsheet with these newest entries, bringing our current total from all events to 359!

And don't forget to check out our ao3 collection!

The post for our next event Spring Break is already live! 🌊

Fic Submissions:

Follow Tomorrow by @griefabyss69 | Relationship(s): Jeff x Eddie | Rating: E | WC: 3.3K | CW: None | Tags: Pre-Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Best Friends, Dry Humping, Bisexual Jeff (Stranger Things), Post-Canon Fix-It, there's literally no angst in this btw!, Touring, having the hots for your best friend but wanting him to date someone else anyway

Damage, Lots of Damage by @thisapplepielife | Relationship(s): Gareth/Goodie (Freak), Established Steddie | Word Count: 14,297 | Rating: E | CW: Explicit Sex, Mildly Dubious Consent, Under-Negotiated Kink, Self-Esteem Issues (Weight Related), Alcohol/Drug References | POV: Multiple (Primary: Gareth) | Tags: Love to Hate, Hate to Love, Idiots in Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Lack of Communication, Fighting and Fucking, Angst with a Happy Ending, Background Established Steddie

uh oh, feelings by @steddieas-shegoes | Relationship(s): Established Steddie, Gareth/Steve Sex | Rating: E | WC: 4,512 | CW: open ending, steve/gareth sex | Tags: established steddie, NOT cheating they're all super cool and fine with this, eddie watches, virgin gareth, first time, bottom steve, top gareth, blowjob, anal fingering, anal sex, left open on purpose because i'm insane and might continue it

Corroded Coffin Fest Valentine's Day Pop-Up: It's Complicated by @jo-harrington | Relationship(s): Jeff, Gareth, and Dave all confront their feelings on the 30th anniversary of Eddie's death. | Rating: M | WC: 2,189 | CW: Grief, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Time Skip, Older!Corroded Coffin, Canonically Dead Eddie, Mention/Implication of Kas!Eddie, Post-Season 5 World/Vecna Defeated

a right hook would be less complicated, thanks. by @the-unforgivenn | Relationship(s): Eddie Munson x Gareth Emerson, background (kinda?) Eddie Munson x OFC | Rating: E | WC: 7K | CW: Cheating - but Eddie is none the wiser and innocent, your honor; unprotected sex (MM and MF ; please don’t do this), oral m receiving, semi-public sex, dirty talk, a bit of subby-ish!Eddie and a bit of mean!Gareth | Tags: 90s!AU, Corroded Coffin + Ronnie and without Gareth (yet), College!AU that follows Flight of Icarus canon with Ronnie

Another Love by @runninriot | Relationship(s): Eddie/Jeff, Steddie | Rating: M | WC: 1,966 | Tags: past friends with benefits Eddie/Jeff, newly established Steddie, unrequited love, complicated feelings, mild hurt/comfort, friendship

Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch Cherry Bomb by @earthlyangelbby | Relationship(s): Love triangle between Eddie, Gareth, and oc Cheryl(Cherry) | Rating: M | WC: 3.9k | Tags: Love triangle between Eddie, Gareth, and oc Cheryl(Cherry), Mean words, Angst, Verbal Fighting, Physical Violence(between Eddie and Gareth), Hopelessromantic!Gareth, Blunt!Eddie Gareth and Eddie’s friendship is complicated

Best Friends by @punkrockmlchael | Relationship(s): Jeff x Gareth ; Platonic Eddie x Gareth | Rating: E | WC: 3,861 | CW: Confessions of feelings, Explicit Sexual Content | Tags: Corroded Coffin, Best Friends, Are we really Best Friends?, Why'd you leave me?, Guys discussing their feelings, Feelings Galore

This tainted love I've given by @keaganz | Relationship(s): Gareth Emerson/Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington | Rating: E | WC: 2,704 | CW: Excessive Cursing *I'm not kidding it's EXCESSIVE*, Dubious consent, Non-consensual drug use, Toxic relationship | Tags: Famous Corroded Coffin, A/B/O dynamics, Alpha Eddie Munson, Alpha Gareth Emerson, Omega Steve Harrington, Offscreen Male Pregnancy and birth, One-Sided relationship, Dub-con, Recreational Drug use, Drugging, Obsessive Personality Disorder, Toxic Love, Band Breaks up, Steddie are Dustin's parents

Wicked Game by @dreamwatch | Relationship(s): Eddie/Jeff, Eddie/Steve | Rating: M | WC: 4K | CW: use of homophobic slurs, period typical homophobia, internalised homophobia | Tags: Angst, unhealthy relationships, kind of sad, unrequited love, messy relationships, Eddie is a prick, shitty van tours, shitty motels, shitty situations

Art Submissions:

"This is my boyfriend, Eddie. And this is Eddie's boyfriend, Gareth." by @alicetallula | Medium: Art | Relationship(s): HellDrumCheer | Details: Done using ink pens, alcohol markers, colored pencils, acrylic paint pens, a metallic ink pen, graphite pencils and Photoshop for the background, stawberry print and the lettering

#corrodedcoffinfest: it's complicated #masterlist #corrodedcoffinfest #mod post #ccf

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whorediaries-09 · 1 year ago

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girl here's ur request again bc you probably lost it in the amazing algorithm of tumblr. i still do it for you, babe 🩷 sirius black x reader fic with somnophilia and choking? pretty please with a cherry on top? also, WE MIGHT JUST GET AWAY WITH THIS RELIGION'S IN YOUR LIPS EVEN IF IT'S A FALSE GOD

i didn't loose your previous request(s) my love, i was planning to post them on the valentine's week. anyways that is quite beside the point because imma write this one too. enjoyy.

streets;

pairing- sirius black x reader warning(s)- 18+ content. (let me know if i should add more) a/n- set during ootp, cause i CANNOT resist dilf sirius 😔. sorry not sorry haha.

the slut club

no final fantasy, can we end these games though? you give me energy, make me feel light weigh

it was a nefariously lustful dream. you grinded against the hard object that provided you the friction against your pussy. a sinful sleepy groan left your mouth. you could feel the hotness creep under your skin as you felt your stomach tug with the familiar coil of ecstasy. you felt yourself arch against nothing, trying to let the coil boiling inside you snap, drive you to an edge of insanity.

it the fire in your nerves felt more real than a dream. it was like a consuming blue flame. you could feel the warmth of the musk infused breathe on your neck. you could feel the rough callousness of his hands across the skin of your thighs. you could feel the cold metal of his rings slide across your hot skin, rubbing over your inner thighs. it felt too real to be a dream.

'open your pretty eyes for me love, i need to see your eyes when i make you cum,'

your eyes fluttered open, when it finally dawned upon you. you met the gray eyes you'd been dreaming about. you met the warmth of the body you'd been wanting. you met the touch you'd been dreaming about. you met the one who's name rolled off your tongue with the sweetest sin of pleasure.

'sirius?' you asked, fazed, as his fingers roamed on your clit through your underwear. he leaned closer to you, simultaneously pulling you closer, shuffling on your sheets, barring his pearly white teeth. his knees locked themselves on the either side of your waist, keeping you in place. he took out his fingers from between your thighs, sucking his digits off your arousal. that earned him a guttural moan from your mouth.

'i've heard you moan my name so many times before. when you get your pretty mind dumb with dirty thoughts and play with yourself,' he said, a glimpse of malice in his stormy gray eyes. your heart burned in anticipation. the line between your dreams and reality crashed, when he wrapped his hands around your waist, manhandling you to sit on him, your knees on the either side of his hips.

you felt his growing erection through his pants on your wet core. his well defined pectorals had intricate designs of tattoos inked upon traced thin lines of healed wounds. the thin strands of gray hair hidden between raven locks reflected under the moonlight.

heinously, he grabbed your throat, his fingers pressing lightly on your arteries. he pulled you closer, so your mouth was in line with his lips. he smiled coyly, as if mocking you.

'tell me what you want,' you whimpered as you felt him buck his hips your clothed core. hotness of euphoria lust crept under your skin. he brushed his lips with yours, increasing the force on your artery with each passing second.

'i need you to fuck me,' you whispered. the embarrassment of the situation had dissipated. it was just the bubbling covet of bliss which simmered into every inch of your body.

so when he captured your lips with his teeth, dissolving you into his very soul, devouring you while ripping apart your underwear, your head was fazed. your fingers tugged at the waistband of his pants, freeing out his cock. he pushed himself inside you, stretching you out perfectly, causing a broken moan for him to swallow. he increased the force on your throat, blocking your supply of oxygen.

he thrusted into you, blurring the lines between the real and the fake. the summer air cooled upon your hot skin, as the hair on his pelvis rubbed on your clit. you felt yourself melt with his touch as he thrusted into you. he left your lips, a string of saliva connecting your kiss bitten lips.

you chanted his name like a fucking mantra, your moans and whimpers broken by the force of his hand around your throat. the cool metal of his rings contrasted against your hot skin. you lost yourself into cloud nine, in his heaven like eyes. he was a drug, a dream an overdose of sinful heaven.

it was sweetness and danger, when you felt the coil of orgasm bubble inside you again. your mind was dizzy with the lack of oxygen. you rolled your hips, as his cock hit your sweet spot just right. the scream got caught in your throat, and you rolled your eyes. you felt your toes curl, and thighs shake as your euphoric pleasure hit you. you clenched your walls around his cock, releasing your juices on his stomach.

he pounded into you, his hand leaving your throat, as you came down from the high, your lungs savoring in the supply of air. you hid your face into the crook of his neck, sinking your teeth into the soft flesh. you heard his soft gasps and felt his cock twitch inside you. you rolled your hips, urging him to release himself inside you. he bit your shoulder, as he came, painting your insides with hot ropes of cum.

the final fantasy had melted into a reality, as you fell beside his heaving body, your thighs slick and sticky.

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I spent my last 8 shifts completely reorganizing the store and making space for the Valentine’s Day stuff that’s going to take over the store.

Instead of any type of “good job” or “everything is so organized wowww!” The store owner comes in and freaks out over an empty shelf. Which was empty because I’ve been asking the supervisors what should we do with it, but they’ve been saying to just leave it alone until the owner decides what we want to do with it.

So I get into work and right off the bat a supervisor takes me to the empty shelf and is like “sOO LOOk…we can’t have an empty shelf. Owner said either put everything back where it was, or to do something with this” Except they said it with the energy like I haven’t been pleading them to make a decision on what I should do with that shelf. It’s taken me 8 fucking shifts to get through this project and this was the cherry on top.

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alice's post office!

we are: open!

my valentine themed request box (inspo from @rustedhearts)

now playing: all you need is love by the beatles

"All you need is love, love Love is all you need"

how to mail a letter

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letter's

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a lipstick kiss mark covered envelope

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lust and love with a cherry on top

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smudged with black ink and scrawny handwriting

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P.S thank u to anyone that participates

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The Very Important Internet BL (VIIB) Awards 2024

AND WE'RE BACK

It's time for NiNi's and Ben's favorite annual tradition: our VIIB Awards! Come join us as we hand out awards for Acting, Ships, Immortal Technique, and Top Tings!

Then, stick around as we talk about our special class awards for queer works that don't necessarily qualify as QL.

We will include the Winner's List at the top of the transcript below (so scroll past it if you want to avoid spoilers).

Timestamps

The timestamps will now correspond with chapters on Spotify for easier navigation.

00:00:00 - Welcome 00:00:55 - Introduction: It's Awards Season Once More 00:02:09 - Acting! 00:08:00 - Ships Ahoy! 00:16:31 - Immortal Technique 00:29:05 - Top Tings 00:41:43 - Special Class Awards 00:43:11 - Special Class: Honourable Mentions 00:47:36 - Special Class: Mark Pakin 6th Man Awards 00:51:13 - Special Class: Standout Queer Narratives 01:06:00 - Outro

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Winners’ List:

Rising Star: Aungpao Ochiris Suwanacheep (Dynamite, Cooking Crush; Khaopan, My Love Mix Up, TH)

Best Cast: Modi (Wei Qian), Kurt Huang (Wei Zhi Yuan), Tammy Lin (Wei Li Li), Kim Jae Hoon (San Pang) (Unknown, TW)

Best Pair: Tay Tawan Vihokratana (Karan) and New Thitipoom Techa-apaikhun (Achi) (Cherry Magic Thailand, TH)

Best Actor: Lee Tae Vin (Tae Myung Ha, Love for Love’s Sake, KR)

Best Ghost Ship: Mawin/Ton (23.5, TH)

Best Friendship: Three Must-eat-eers: Prem, Dynamite, Samsee (Cooking Crush, TH)

Best Side Ship: Fire/Dynamite (Cooking Crush, TH)

Best Main Ship: Shiba/Haruto (Doku Koi: Doku mo Sugireba Koi to Naru (Love Is A Poison), JP)

Best OST Song: “Camino” - Let Free The Curse Of Taekwondo, KR (performed by Gogang, music and lyrics by Gogang and Jung Mijin)

Best Music: 4Minutes, TH (Banana Sound Studio, composer: Toy Terdsak Janpan, MS: Pimmata Patpibul, Jeerapat Jongkolsongkroh)

Best Production: Love For Love's Sake, KR (AD: Ha Ye Rim)

Best Original Story: Hwang Da Seul (Let Free The Curse Of Taekwondo, KR)

Best Adapted Story: Toyama Erika (I Became the Star of a BL Drama, adapted from BL Drama no Shuen ni Narimashita by Suzuri Machi, JP)

Best Direction: 25 Ji, Akasaka de (At 25:00 In Akasaka), JP (Dir: Horie Takahiro and Kawasaki Ryo, DP: Hanamura Yasushi, Ed: Kitani Mizuki)

Best GL: Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna (She Loves to Cook and She Loves To Eat) (NHK, JP)

Best Pulp: Knock Knock, Boys! (Kongthup Production/WeTV, TH)

Best Romantic Comedy: Doku Koi: Doku mo Sugireba Koi to Naru (Love Is A Poison) (TBS, JP)

Best Romantic Drama: 25 Ji, Akasaka de (At 25:00 In Akasaka) (TV Tokyo, JP)

Best Genre Romance: Love For Love’s Sake (Wavve Studios, KR)

Show of the Year: Let Free The Curse Of Taekwondo (Studio Him Energetic Company, KR)

Honourable Mentions:

7 Days Before Valentine (TH) - Experimental

Tadaima Okaeri and Twilight Out of Focus (JP) - Animated

6th Man Awards:

Dome Jaruwat Cheawaram (Cooking Crush, Jack & Joker)

Title Kirati Puangmalee (We Are, Wandee Goodday, Kidnap)

Standout Queer Narratives:

Ossan no Pantsu ga Nandatte Ii Janai ka (Don’t Care For An Old Man’s Underwear) (JP) - family drama

Marahuyo Project (PH) - community drama

Love In The Big City (KR) - slice of life drama

Kimi no Tsugu Kaori wa (Fragrance You Inherit) (JP) - family drama

Interview With the Vampire (US) - southern gothic drama

00:00:00 - Welcome

NiNi

Welcome to The Conversation, the Queer Media And Brown Liquor Podcast.

Ben

I'm Ben, the media critic.

NiNi

I’m NiNi, the VIIBs queen.

Ben

And we are your drunk Caribbean uncle and auntie who are sitting on the porch in the rocking chairs.

NiNi

We’re here to talk queer film and dramas, with a special focus on Asian QL.

Ben

So if you like to dive deep into queer stories…

NiNi

If you like cracked out takes on art and commerce in queer media…

Ben

If you just enjoy simping for attractive people…

NiNi

We believe in simping!

Ben

Tune in!

00:00:55 - Introduction: It's Awards Season Once More

*trumpet fanfare*

Ben

And we're back. It's time for our favorite annual tradition. It's time for the VIIB Awards.

NiNi

Yes, we are here to discuss all the best things that we saw in 2024 and that you should watch, as well. We've got five main categories in the VIIB Awards. Acting, ships, immortal technique, top tings, and our special class awards.

Ben

For those of you who are new to us, this is the Very Important Internet BL Awards. NiNi and I started our show on this and we will be handing out plates once again to our favorite boys, girls, and otherwise stellar performers.

Ben

NiNi got deep into her cups before we started and she was late, so unfortunately I am also deep into my cups already.

NiNi

So we're just gonna have some fun and try to get through these as quickly as possible before we get blotto.

00:02:09 - Acting!

NiNi

Let's start with our acting awards.

The great thing about being an actor is that you're invited into people's worlds that you normally would never be invited into. People want to tell their stories, they want to be seen, they want to be understood. As an actor you just get to go on these incredible journeys that most people are never invited to or never have an opportunity to travel.

Mark Ruffalo

NiNi

And the first award is Rising Star. Our awardee for Rising Star this year is Aungpao Ochiris Suwanacheep, who played Dynamite in Cooking Crush and Khaopan in My Love Mix-Up.

We love Aungpao on this podcast. We loved Dynamite. It was the first thing we ever saw him do, and we fell immediately in love with the character. And every time I've seen Aungpao since then this year, he has delivered. So I'm really looking forward to seeing what he does next. Very excited about him.

Ben

I'm so excited for him. I thought he did a great job in both of his roles despite feelings I have about both shows. Congratulations, sir. We will be sending you a plate.

NiNi

Did we ever decide what we're putting on these plates? We're going into the third year of the VIIB awards and we don't know what's going on these plates.

Ben

It is clearly gonna be like two Caribbean mason jars full of like a fruity drink.

NiNi

It’s gonna be brown liquor! [laughs]

Ben

Hell yeah.

NiNi

Amazing.

*xylophone sound*

Our next award is going to the Best Cast of the year, and this award is for the best ensemble performance, including individual performances, chemistry, and interplay.

Ben

This is going to go to the cast of Unknown, including Modi–also known as Chris Chiu, Kurt Huang, Tammy Lin, and Kim Jae Hoon.

This was really a special cast playing off a really complicated dynamic which takes place in-world over the course of years. So we had to watch them play maturing characters in ever-changing dynamics the whole time. Really stellar group performance from them and it resulted in some really standout individual scenes that are easy highlight reel footage.

NiNi

They were the best cast that we saw this year in terms of the way that they gelled together and the individual performances. So congratulations, plate for you guys from Unknown.

What's our next award, Ben?

Ben

Best Pair! Best Pair goes to the best couple performance, including individual performances, chemistry, and interplay between them. This is basically going to, because this is a romance show awards, the best couple that we saw from the acting pair this year.

NiNi

Best Pair for 2024 is Tay Tawan Vihokratana and New Thitipoom Techaapaikhun playing Karan and Achi in Cherry Magic Thailand.

Cherry Magic Thailand was one of the best things that we saw last year, and Tay Tawan and New Thitipoom have been around for a really long time. They’ve been working together for about eight years, and every time they come back they're better and better and better, and I think that Cherry Magic Thailand was probably the best that I've ever seen them. I have not always been a New fan but he has shut my mouth lately, and I love Tay Tawan.

Best pair of the year.

Ben

I was really impressed by them because taking over a work that is so beloved and having to perform characters that already have very strong, memorable performances is a really difficult task to do. And I think these two did a good job balancing our expectations of their dynamic based upon previous outings with meeting the demands of the work that they were adapting. That was an incredibly well done execution by both of them.

*xylophone sound*

NiNi

Our final award in the acting category is our Best Actor, and that's for the Best Performance of the Year. Ben, who is our Best Actor for 2024?

Ben

It's Lee Taevin for his role as Tae Myungha from Love for Love's Sake.

Lee Taevin really wanted to take on a role like this, and he did such a great job playing the complex layers of darkness and difficulty that his character is carrying in this. It is hard to get too deep into the nuances of his performance without spoiling it for those who have not listened to our previous episode or watched the show. But in a year with some really, really strong performances within BL, the top performance goes to Lee Taevin.

NiNi

He really stood out this year. I mean, we had a little bit of a hard time picking this one, but we landed up on him because Tae Myungha is such a visceral character. I felt everything that they wanted the character to have us feel. All the confusion, all the despair, I really, really felt the depth of his work.

Ben

Lee Taevin the veteran actor amongst the cast here, and he's the type of actor who clearly elevates other actors around them. That's a pretty important skill for him to have developed at his relatively young age.

So congratulations, sir. Hope to see more of you next year.

00:08:00 - Ships Ahoy!

NiNi

Moving on to our ships category.

Ben

It's time for our SIMPY Awards! Let's go girls!

Hot Priest: Love is awful. It's awful, it's painful, it's frightening. It makes you doubt yourself, judge yourself, distance yourself from the other people in your life. It makes you selfish, makes you creepy, makes you obsessed with your hair, makes you cruel, makes you say and do things you never thought you would do.

Sister: There's something wrong with your priest.

Hot Priest: It's all any of us want and it's hell when we get there so no wonder it's something we don't want to do on our own. I was taught if we're born with love then life is about choosing the right place to put it. People talk about that a lot, it feeling right. When it feels right it's easy. But I'm not sure that's true. It takes strength to know what's right. Love isn't something that weak people do. Being a romantic takes a hell of a lot of hope. I think what they mean is when you find somebody that you love, it feels like hope.

Fleabag, Season 2 Episode 6

NiNi

I'm going to let Ben take it away with our first award in the ship category, which is the Best Ghost Ship. It should have happened and we should have seen it. So who is our best ghost ship of 2024?

Ben

It's Mawin and Ton from 23.5.

This is how Euro can still win. We're gonna give him an award [NiNi laughs] because they should have let him kiss one of the twins in the last goddamn year or so.

NiNi

He should have let him kiss both of the twins. He had the chance.

Ben

We went with this one because there was an interesting narrative reason for them to have leaned into the tension that his character, Mawin, was developing with Ton, particularly because of his crush on a different character. In this case, more than any of them, they should have let them kiss…just a little bit.

NiNi

Euro, we love you on this podcast. One of these days they will let you kiss a boy. I swear.

*xylophone sound*

Okay, moving on to the greatest of the ships, Best Friendship.

Ben

This goes to our best besties of the year. This is not an award for the people who are the best at supporting the romantic outcomes for a couple. It is about the characters whose friendship itself is so critical to the function of these characters' lives that it in some ways challenges or even supersedes any of the romances that occur in the work.

NiNi

Our winners for Best Friendship go to the Three Must-eat-ers Prem, Dynamite, and Samsee from Cooking Crush, because without their friendship Cooking Crush does not work at all. It is probably more central to the story than the relationships between Prem and Ten and between Dynamite and Fire. They focus on each other and they care about each other and they're allowed to get angry at each other and when they're angry at each other they apologize for the stupid shit that they did.

Ben

We had two veteran actors who I love a lot playing Samsee and Prem with a newcomer in Dynamite. And I think it was really impressive to see the two veterans support the newcomer and create a beloved character as a result.

This group has a real fight and breakdown in the show that challenges the core friendship itself. I found myself more moved by the resolution of the fight this friend group was having than I was any of the romantic challenges.

NiNi

Congratulations to the Three Must-eat-ers. We will be sending you a plate.

*xylophone sound*

Ben

On to Best Side Ship, NiNi's favorite award every goddamn year! [both laugh]

NiNi

We decided this year that we were not gonna fight over this award. The best side ship goes to the secondary couple who best reinforce the themes of the primary couple's story.

Ben, you tell the people who has won.

Ben

It's going to Fire and Dynamite. You thought I was done awarding Aungpao. [snickers]

NiNi

We're never done awarding Aungpao.

Ben

You had this really interesting dynamic with Ten fighting his dad and Prem dealing with his own anxieties where on the opposite side you had Dynamite presenting himself as really forthright and open about what he is and Fire avoiding his mom. These two balanced out very well with their main couple of their show and it's not a surprise that the best side ship went to also the show with the best friendship because the character and relationship writing on this show was really stand out.

This was one of Neo's, not best known performances, but truly one of my favorites that he's done. I really liked what he did with Fire, especially coming off of playing Boston. That man is an incredibly talented actor and we are very lucky that he shows up so often for us.

NiNi

Congratulations Fire and Dynamite, we will be sending you a plate.

Ben

I just want everybody out there who thinks I hate GMMTV to know that, while I do have beef with them, I am not incapable of applauding good work when I see it.

*xylophone sound*

All right, Best Main Ship. We are in a romance genre. We're here for couples that we believe can make it. This always goes to the couple whose love story we actually buy into and believe. These are the people you return to. These are the ones you show people and they're like, what should I watch? These boys! Sit down!

NiNi, who is our best main ship of the year?

NiNi

Our Best Main Ship of the year is Shiba and Haruto from Love is a Poison, Japanese title Doku koi: Doku mo sugeriba koi to naru.

The show was hilarious and had so much heart and Shiba and Haruto's relationship at the center of it all is really what pulled me in. The acting is amazing, the writing is amazing, this is a true battle couple (@lurkingshan). They got together and decided that they were going to stand shoulder to shoulder, back to back and fight off everybody who tried to come for them.

I believe in them. I believe that they'll last.

Ben

This show has a fist bump involving rings that legit made me understand what it means to swoon. This show whipped ass! It may seem like an oddity show, ignore that part. Just go fucking watch it (@solitaryandwandering).

This show understood all of the reservations the audience might have from their initial reaction to them and went out of their way to demolish them. This show was fucking fun and I really loved these two so much. I will be thinking about that man's fake posing during their photo opportunities. I'll be thinking about that towel sequence where he threw it on him in the onsen. Don't think I forgot! [NiNi laughs] These guys were great.

NiNi

They even got to have a yukata moment.

Ben

They sure did! [snickers]

NiNi

They fell in love so hard and it was delightful to watch.

Ben

I just love when a couple fights for each other, especially when one of them can't.

NiNi

My god. He squared up and then got his ass beat. And it was incredible. [both laugh]

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00:16:31 - Immortal Technique

Ben

It's time to do some more traditional awards. We're moving on to Immortal Technique, where we talk about technical and production related awards.

This is one of my favorite sections every year because this is the one that rewards you for paying attention to details.

NiNi

This is also the one where we basically talk about the people behind the scenes, the people whose names are in the credits but who don't get a lot of credit, and we always love to give that credit out on our show.

As a director I, I kind of, I, I have quite a good ability at—at the very beginning when we're first starting to write the screenplay—I have quite a good ability to imagine the film in my head. Like you know even the very first page of, of, of the script as we do it I can start to imagine the camera angles, the music, I can start to feel how the film's coming together and I sort of have this imaginary film starting to be put together and that's right back at the beginning. And uh, in this case we started this process about five or six years ago and then what happens during the course of the movie is that this this film that's playing in my head always gets modified because as you design the sets, you know then the sets that we've designed replace the ones that I originally sort of imagined and then as the actors come on board their faces put fit into the characters I imagined. And so my little internal movie is always changing and being updated so that, um, it's, it's you know it always ends up better. Everything, every time my film in my head gets changed it's, it's improving all the time because all these all these other people are coming on board and giving their input into it.

Peter Jackson, interviewed by Charlie Rose, 2002

NiNi

We're starting with Best OST Song, and this is for the song as recorded. The style or genre, does the song fit the mood of the show, composition and arrangement, production and performance, usage and listenability. Basically, is it a bop and do you think about it a lot?

So Ben, what is our Best OST Song of the year?

Ben

This was actually a pretty extensive discussion we had in the background about this one, but in the end, we are excited to award Camino from Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo, performed by Gogang, music and lyrics by Gogang and Jung Mi Jin.

NiNi

Man, I love this song. Every time it came on at the beginning of an episode, you just felt yourself sinking into the place that the show wanted you to be. It starts off with this acapella harmonizing that just really got you into your feelings. And then a little bit of piano, a little bit of strings, It was very not flashy, but really effective.

If you have not watched Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo, I don't know what you're waiting for. Listen to the song in context, then go listen to it out of context. It's a great song.

Ben

I'm rewatching it right now with Emily. We just started the first episode and legit, the intro starts and she's like, it's one of those shows.

NiNi

Exactly, puts you straight into the right place that you need to be in.

*xylophone sound*

Ben

Our next award is for the Best Music. This is the use of music overall. Scoring, music supervision, music editing. It's all about where and how music is used throughout the entire production. As usual, we had a lot of feelings about this one. But in the end, NiNi, we decided to award...

NiNi

4 Minutes. The composer is Toy Terdsak Janpan, music supervisors Pimmata Patpibul and Jeerapat Jongkolsongkroh and done by Banana Sound Studio.

4 Minutes, one thing that it did do well was everything around the production. And the music in particular was very evocative and very effective at setting mood. The show worked very effectively through the soundscape. It was well done. Kudos to them.

*xylophone sound*

Ben

On to Best Production! This is kind of a catch-all award goes into production design and art direction, set design and dressing, location choice, costuming and hair, makeup, and a little bit of sound design color grading and editing. This is about shows that do a good job with their world building, their aesthetic, and basically do they really capture the vibe.

NiNi

Best Production this year goes to Love for Love's Sake, art director Ha Ye Rim.

Ben

You've got a person who is essentially isekai'd into another world. Like he passes out in our world, wakes up inside of what feels like a video game. And they have to convey a lot of details about what's going on with the mechanics of the video game and all the ways that the world is behaving around him. None of this is very easy to do, particularly on a very short runtime. And they manage to give us all of the information and details we need without huge exposition dumps. And they do such a great job.

There are some key details, particularly the work they do with Tae Myungha's eyes and his hair in particular. This is one of those shows that really rewarded us as viewers for paying attention to more details than just what was happening in the subtitles or when the boys were at their prettiest smiling at each other. Paying attention was such an important part of really being able to embrace and understand this experience.

NiNi

It was incredibly impressive, the way that they built up the video game world and all the ways that the video game starts to glitch. It starts so subtly, you almost can't tell and then by the time it builds up you start thinking back to all the little things that showed up in the background that told you that the game was glitching. It is really serious attention to detail that they put into this show and for that we award them a plate.

*xylophone sound*

We're going to move on now to the writing awards, the first one is Best Original Story. So that is for premise, story, screenplay, stage directions, dialogue, character voice, all the things that go into writing an original story.

Ben

This year's award goes to Hwang da Seul for Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo. Welcome back, ma'am, and well deserved.

My goodness gracious me. Good job, ma’am. This was one of the most stunning experiences we got to have this year. Once again, you were determined to make us love some boys and then break them up for a ridiculous amount of time and make us really root for them to get back together. And holy shit, you did a great job this time. This was honestly such an unexpected and really special experience.

The reason why we award Original Story is a significant amount of BL is adapted. A lot of productions, for a lot of valid reasons, rely on adapting existing work that already has a fan base that's ready to support it again and advocate for it. It's always really impressive when someone does something original that manages to cut through the noise and become one of the most memorable things we may have ever watched in genre.

NiNi

The writing of that confessional scene where Shin Juyoung takes his cross off and puts his forehead on the wall and confesses through the wall. I mean, I don't know how somebody comes up with that, but I got goosebumps.

Ben

There's the bit where Hyunho is going to Dohoe's house to get something. And Shin Juyoung shows up and we just see the three of them staring at each other in a hallway. There is not much dialogue in this sequence, but that is such a charged moment. Incredible stuff.

*xylophone sound*

NiNi

So from original story, we're moving to the Best Adapted Story. This is for adaptation of a source work from another medium or another culture.

Ben, who wrote our best adapted story?

Ben

Toyama Erika for I Became the Star of a BL Drama, adapted from BL drama no shuen ni narimashita by Suzuri Machi.

This was the first thing we watched on New Year's Eve into New Year's. This was the show that set the standard of the year for me. This show was legitimately funny. In a really short runtime, they captured the total essence of the story.

What a solid experience to start the year. And good news, gays, theys, and thems—it’s getting a sequel. [snickers]

NiNi

[laughs] We are. We are. I'm so excited about that.

Congratulations to Toyama Erika, who wrote, I'm sorry, the best line of the year when the writer of the drama within the drama says, “We will drown the audience in the BL goodness.”

Ben

That line stands alongside “Every fujoshi has a dick in her heart.”

NiNi

Congratulations to our original story and adapted story writers, Hwang da Seul and Toyama Erika. We will be sending you plates.

*xylophone sound*

Our final technical award goes to Best Direction. This award is for overall vision, filmmaking style and visual impact, photography, cinematography, shot selection, and direction of actor movement and expression. This is usually awarded to the directing team, which usually consists of the director, the director of photography or the cinematographer, and the editor.

Ben, which show had the best direction of 2024?

Ben

It's going to 25 Ji, Akasaka de, AKA At 25:00 in Akasaka. Directed by Hori Takahiro and Kawasaki Rio, DP Hanamura Yasushi, and edited by Kitani Mizuki.

We just awarded I Became the Main Role in a BL Drama. And then this show released and I was like, are we doing this again, but moody? And they said, we sure are!

And we loved it. I cannot believe we got similar premises in the same year and both were standout productions of the year. I'm a sucker for actors playing actors. And I really loved the work that went into this particular show.

NiNi

The way that the show plays with the camera, inside the show inside the show, the way the camera kind of zooms in to immerse you in the moment, and then pulls back out to show you how fake the moment is. They really make an effort to blur that line between real and fake, which is a big theme in the show. So very well done.

Ben

My favorite section every year. BL is really silly sometimes and there's a wide range of quality. And I don't think it's always for a lack of effort on people's part. But damn is it really good to have some things that are good enough that you are willing to show it to some of your bougie friends to make them sit down and watch some fucking BL. Thank you to everyone.

NiNi

Thank you to all of our Immortal Technique winners. You will be getting your plates in the mail if we ever get around to sending out these magical plates. [Ben laughs] But y'all did good and we love you.

00:29:05 - Top Tings

NiNi

Let's move on to our top tings. All the best things that we saw this year.

Ben

Historically we've awarded these on some genre lines, but primarily country lines. With the greater diversification of the genre and also the absence of certain countries for economic and political reasons, we have opted to not award based on countries anymore.

We are going to be awarding on genre-oriented categories only. With that being said, NiNi, take us in.

MC: Gentlemen, pray silence for the President of the Royal Society for Putting Things on Top of Other Things.

President: I thank you, gentlemen. The year has been a good one for the society. Our Members have put more things on top of other things than ever before. But I should warn you, this is no time for complacency now. There are still many things that are I cannot emphasize too strongly, not on top of other things. I myself on my way here this evening saw a thing that was not on top of another thing in any way. Shame indeed. But we must not allow ourselves to become too despondent for we must never forget that if there was not one thing that was not on top of another thing, our society would be nothing more than a meaningless body of men gathered together for no good purpose.

Monty Python, The Royal Society for Putting Things On Top Of Other Things

NiNi

We're going to start with the Best GL. Well, there's no competition really in 2024.

Ben

It is Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna, AKA She Loves to Cook and She Loves to Eat from NHK in Japan.

NHK really delivered for us and I was so relieved when they actually came back to continue the She Loves to Cook and She Loves to Eat story. Because after the first 10 episodes, we were not finished.

The ongoing exploration of queerness and relationships between women in the modern era was just so excellent in this show. It had adult women of various ages interacting with each other across those age lines and trying to support each other in meaningful ways. And we got really great development on the core relationship.

There was a lot of new GL this year and I'm looking forward to some more projects and I hope we have a wider field to choose from next year. But this is unequivocally our winner of the year. Nobody can compete with the chosen family scene. It's over for everyone else. I'm sorry.

NiNi

I love the way that they expanded the show, expanded the cast to bring in somebody new moving into the apartment building, to bring in Nomoto's internet friend that she turned into a real friend. Really expanding the world and getting more into the relationships between all of these characters, all of these amazing women. I love it so much. It's the best GL that we watched this year.

*xylophone sound*

Ben

Our next award goes to the Best Pulp for shows with a small budget that have a big impact. It's very hard sometimes when you're working on tiny budgets to say big things. And it's really impressive when that show clearly has a strong creative handle on what it wants to do and what it wants to accomplish. It's easy to award the studios that have a lot of money and a big actor pool and can produce a lot of stuff. Something's probably gonna be good if you try often enough. It's always really cool when a small team comes out of nowhere and delivers one of the best things you saw this year.

With that in mind, NiNi, who is our best pulp of the year?

NiNi

Surprising absolutely no one, our best pulp of the year is Knock Knock Boys! by Kongthup Production and WeTV from Thailand.

Knock Knock Boys! was an amazing pulp that used its small budget incredibly well. Some great acting, some sharp writing, just incredible all around. Took what they had and ran with it. I still think about Almond and Latte not having sex at the beach. I think that's one of the best scenes that I've seen this year. A great little show.

Ben

This show absolutely fucks. Go watch it!

NiNi

Nothing more needs to be said.

Ben

[laughs] Girl, I am halfway through this bottle. I need to slow down.

NiNi

I'm so leaving that in.

*xylophone sound*

Our next award goes to the Best Romantic Comedy. Live, love, laugh. I'm leaving that in as well.

Ben, What's the funniest and most warmed we felt all year?

Ben

This year's winner is Doku koi: Doku mo sugireba koi to naru AKA Love is a Poison.

The show was just that funny consistently for 12 weeks. It's hard to be funny for 12 weeks. This show earned every single laugh it got. And they use their laughs to tell some really dirty jokes.

NiNi

I just keep thinking about the succulents. [both laughs] The succulents making all those sighing noises. The succulents were one of the best things about this show and if you want to know what that means you should go watch it. It's an incredible show, incredibly funny. I laughed out loud multiple times. It's a delightful romantic comedy.

*xylophone sound*

Ben

Our next award goes to the Best Romantic Drama.

NiNi, who is our awardee for this year?

NiNi

Once again from Japan, the best romantic drama is 25 Ji, Akasaka de, At 25:00 in Akasaka by TV Tokyo. I am stuck on this show in a way that I did not expect to be when I watched it. Just the emotions involved between Hayama and Shirasaki and how long they've been going on and how tangled up they are because they are working together playing lovers and can't really disentangle real from fake.

Ben

I really think about the way Niihara delivers “Asami-san” across the entire show. And I really feel like this show kicked into overdrive. I think it's around the end of episode four when Shirasaki is struggling with delivering the big confession scene in the drama they're recording within the show. The way we arrive at the end point of that, it's really one of the most effective episodes of television we got in BL this year.

NiNi

I'm not gonna stop thinking about it ever, I think. Congratulations to 25 Ji, Akasaka de. You get a plate.

NiNi

Moving on to the Best Genre Romance. This is for romance blended with sci-fi, fantasy, horror, action, and or mystery elements.

Ben

This year's winner is Love for Love’s Sake from Wavve Studios.

It's really hard to do sci-fi well and give the audience an interesting relationship to sit with. Without spoilers, I really like that the audience has had a wide field of complex reactions to the end of this particular story. I think that that is a really strong indicator of how well the show explored the various things it wanted to do. It's really, really hard in sci-fi to do relationships that are meaningful because in sci-fi, it's more about the human condition and exploring complex ideas. The characters are more stand-ins for societal ideas that the story wants to pick at.

This was an incredible job with a newcomer, no less, delivering on a really compelling and complex relationship. Man, I'm still thinking about that shoes moment.

NiNi

My god.

Ben

Hold on, I'm in my feelings.

NiNi

The VIIB awards when Ben gets in his feelings. No, it was really so good.

Ben

He shouted that man's name and he said run and then his shoes let off sparks and I screamed in my house. The scream I scrumpt!

NiNi

This is really a great one. One of the things about genre romances, it's really important for the genre elements to matter, for them to be integrally integrated into the story and the themes. That's one of the things that we look for in a good genre romance.

Ben

When Tae Myungha got the ability to see who Cha Yeowoon dislikes the most and he's going around and surveying the field, that hurt my feelings.

NiNi

My lord that was a moment to end moments.

Ben

This really was an excellent show. This was not an easy decision for us, but this is why this show pushed ahead.

NiNi

Congratulations to Love for Love's Sake. You get a plate.

*xylophone sound*

All right, Ben.

Ben

It's time, baby! Show Of The Year!

NiNi

We are ready to award the best fucking thing we watched this year in QL.

Ben

If you ain't watched fuck-all this year because you're too busy, you got too much else going on. If you only have time for one BL, please go watch our awardee, Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo from Studio Him Energetic Company.

It wasn't even close. I'm sorry to everybody else this year. [both laugh]

NiNi

It was not. It was not even close.

Ben

Look, last year I almost fucking murdered NiNi over La Pluie. [NiNi laughs]

NiNi

I do remember.

Ben

We met in person and I almost fucking killed her over the show.

NiNi

But this year it wasn't even a discussion, really. Obviously we enjoyed some other things, but one show really stood out and this was it. Hwang Da Seul is back. And she's killing the fucking game.

Ben

We already spoke extensively about this show in an earlier episode, but we barely scratched the surface of everything we could have talked about in that show. That was a complete viewing experience. Not a moment of our time was wasted on extra bullshit. This was a stellar show and it is hands down head and shoulders above the other things we watched this year.

NiNi

I just keep thinking about Dohoe asking Juyoung if he dressed up for him while he starts undressing him. Amazing show, incredible show. We can talk about it forever.

Congratulations, Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo. You will get a plate. That's gonna wrap up our standard class awards.

00:41:43 - Special Class Awards

NiNi

Now we move into where Ben really gets to enjoy himself. Ben would not do the VIIB Awards if we did not do special class.

Ben

Here's the background for the new people. When NiNi first approached me about doing a podcast together, she's like, let's start with an award show. Like it's the end of the year. Let's award the shows we really liked this year. And it was all like super queer cinema type stuff. And NiNi's like, okay, but I want to give BL shows awards.

So we compromised and we put all of the queer shit whose primary goal was not to tell romantic stories overall into their own special class so we could highlight them. We thought this was a good compromise because BL is a romance genre, and the shows that I typically like to award here are not romances. But these are the shows that I support BL for. The market that enjoys BL has enough crossover with some of these types of queer dramas that it enables them to get made. So, it's time to hand out our special class awards so I can once again talk about all of my favorite things.

00:43:11 - Special Class: Honourable Mentions

Ben

Let's begin with our honorable mentions. These go to shows that we think contributed to the genre for any number of various ways.

And I want to say to all of you out there nervously waiting. Remember one thing. No matter what happens tonight, you're all winners. Because as you know, it is an honor just to be *wails* NOMINATED!

I’m fine, fine, fine.

Nathan Lane, 1995 Tony Awards

NiNi

I wanted to highlight in the honorable mentions 7 Days Before Valentine. We talked about this one a little bit in one of our grab bags. This was a highly experimental piece that I really enjoyed and has surprisingly stuck with me. I still keep thinking about it. It's not BL exactly. It's kind of BL-ish. It's not, it's queer, it's not queer. It's very genre, it's also not genre. It's a little bit of everything when I described it in the grab bag, I described it as something that made me feel like I was sitting in a theater watching actors do an experimental play.

Ben

It is from the same screenwriter/playwright/director who also gave us 180 Degree Longitude Passes Through Us. We wanted to highlight that Punnasak Sukee is still working.

NiNi

It's very different kind of work but, I think, really worth watching. Our other honorable mentions come from Japan.

Ben

It's time for the Anime Awards. Brother in the booth, play the sound!

*bright sparkle sound*

Ben

There were about 10-odd anime projects that were BL or BL-adjacent that came out last year, only some of which were reasonably accessible to Westerners.

I want to highlight Tadaima, Okaeri and Twilight Out of Focus. Tadaima, Okaeri is the best Omegaverse project that came out in this year. Wild time to be in BL. But Tadaima, Okaeri uses the convention of that genre to tell a story about a married gay couple with kids who are still growing their family, and it's really heartfelt. So many stories we watch are about guys getting together and the uphill challenges they fight to do that and whether or not we believe in them. This story was one hundred percent about that belief we had in them. These guys are together. They've already gone through their BL drama. We're watching them build a home. We're watching them raise their son and then their daughter.

This was a really unexpected and really incredible viewing experience. Omegaverse is not for everyone, but truly this was one of the standout narratives that I got to experience this year. I still think about this family at least once a week.

On the other end of the spectrum, Twilight Out of Focus was about a film club at a high school that allows us to explore three different relationships where in two of them, someone is already a known gay. This was a really special show that was unpacking a lot of BL presumptions. Studio Deen came back this year with Twilight Out of Focus. And it's continuing to ask the question in a context where a lot of people's first experiences with queer storytelling and queer identity is coming through BL, what responsibility does BL have to the boys and girls and other kids who are discovering themselves and BL is informing how they're going to interact with their potential partners? This show does this in a really elegant way without dunking on BL in the process. Also, the animation is gorgeous, truly.

Both of these are available on Crunchyroll. Please give them a chance.

00:47:36 - Special Class: Mark Pakin 6th Man Awards

NiNi

We are moving on in our special class to the Sixth Man Award, or what we like to call the Mark Pakin Awards, because that's who we originally awarded this award to.

Interviewer: What was your preparation as sixth men?

Jamal Crawford: You have to warm up different. Got my body…I knew I'd be cooling down, so I'm over…I didn't go to the bike, but I'll go to the hallway 'cause. I was stretching when I was on the bench. I was stretch off and I was mentally, more than anything, I would mentally put myself in the game before I got in the game. Oh, they're playing like this. They playing that pick and roll. He's sitting back right there. Okay, he's going for hands up. Oh, he's going for the left hands, okay. So I'm putting myself in, so I'm playing the game before I actually play the game. I'm like, you got more more. How much you see on my other plan? You like this, okay. You got to stick to it right here because I'm trying to send you left back to your right mother. This guy. That one guy is blitzing because he can get up the other guy. So I'm just watching different things, dude, and so I'm putting myself in the game, but I'm making my own adjustments. Before the play even happened.

Jamal Crawford, 3-time NBA 6th Man of the Year

NiNi

This award acknowledges the most valuable and versatile supporting actors of the year for on-screen and off-screen contributions. Our sixth man is somebody who can come on to a project, and just fire away, go right in. Basically, it's a gunslinger. It's coming off the bench and doing everything that needs to get done.

We've got two sixth man awards to hand out this year and I'm going to let Ben take the first one.

Ben

My award is going to Dome Jaruwat Cheawaram for his acting work in Cooking Crush as Samsee and for his composer work on Jack and Joker.

Dome has been around BL for a very long time. I still listen to the song he sang for Until We Meet Again. This man has been in the streets with us for a long time. And I think he did a really fantastic job with the Samsee character. This man is always working. He is in the background somewhere doing something to entertain people. And we really wanted to acknowledge that this year.

So congratulations, sir. Thank you for all the work you do. And I really hope that people continue to appreciate your presence.

NiNi

He is a great actor. He's a great musician, and he is one of our Sixth Men of the Year.

Our second Sixth Man Award this year is going to go to Title Kirati Puangmalee from We Are, Wandee Goodday, and Kidnap. He's been around and he continues to be around. And this year he gave us three very different performances.

Ben

He's been with us as early as Love By Chance and he started with GMMTV for us on Be My Favorite, playing a heel there. Once Gunsmile left GMMTV, he stepped into that role to be the dude we hate. Good job, sir. You're doing a great job.

NiNi

This year he also played people that we liked, so great. He was one of the best parts of Kidnap because his character was entirely unhinged and nobody ever called him on it. Delightful. Every time he shows up, I know I'm going to have a good time. He is a good, solid actor, he can show up and do whatever you need him to do.

So congratulations to Title Kirati Puangmalee for being one of 2024's sixth men.

00:51:13 - Special Class: Standout Queer Narratives

NiNi

We are on to our final awards, our Standout Queer Narratives of the Year.

Talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, showstopping, spectacular. Never the same. Totally unique. Completely not ever been done before. Unafraid to reference or not reference. Put It in a blender. Shit on it. Vomit on it. Eat it. Give birth to it.

Lady Gaga

NiNi

These awards acknowledge queer drama works that are not primarily romances.

Ben

We're going to be talking about five different shows this year. Ossan no pantsu ga nandatte iijanaika!, aka Don't Care for an Old Man's Underwear from Japan, a family drama. We're going to be talking about Marahuyo Project from the Philippines, a community drama. We're going to be discussing Love in the Big City, a very complicated adult coming of age drama,Kimi no tsugu kaori wa, aka Fragrance You Inherit from Japan, a very interesting family drama. And finally, Interview with the Vampire Season 2, a Southern Gothic drama from the United States of all places.

NiNi

We almost never talk about Western shows in standout queer narratives.

Ben

That's how good that show is. That's how good it is.

NiNi

Let's start there then.

Ben

Interview with the Vampire Season 2 continues this narrative. Louie and Claudia are in Europe and we're dealing with the fallout of their attempt to kill Lestat at the end of Season 1. What's so special about Season 2 is honestly, Jacob Anderson. I also want to give some special shout out to Delainey Hayles, who has to take over the role of Claudia in this season. And she does an incredible job. Assad Zaman and Eric Bogosian really step up in this season and play some really stellar stuff, and Emily would kill me if I didn't mention Ben Daniels’ work as Santiago.

This is fundamentally a gay drama about unwell divorced people. And it remains one of the most compelling watches that I get to look forward to.

NiNi

I have not watched this one yet. I'm working on cutting down my list this year by actually watching things. So this is on the list, definitely of things that I'm going to watch. It's been making too much noise for me to not watch it.

Ben

I will say sincerely, as someone who really swoons for really strong actor chemistry and performances, if you had watched Interview, you would not have awarded Best Pair to Doku Koi.

NiNi

It's standout queer narrative, they don't go into the BL parts.

Ben

You all see why this award show works the way it does! [both laugh]

But sincerely, that's how good the two of them are. they're not really in a proper romance because they're so fucked up. [NiNi laughs] But goddamn, Jacob and Sam are the two men I look the most forward to playing queer characters. And this show has a complex lens on queerness over the course of centuries, which adds an incredible layer to the performance.

It's hard to do sequels to romantic stories. I loved the second season of Interview in many ways more than I loved the first season, but I would not have been able to enjoy the second season without the first season. That is truly what makes a second season really good, when it builds on what the first season did and elevates that to a whole new level; a really special experience this year. It is rare that I go out of my way to recommend Western Queer TV on this podcast. But in this particular case, I highly recommend Interview with the Vampire.

NiNi

It's on my list and steadily climbing.

The next show on our standout queer narratives list is a show that we actually haven't talked about yet but will be talking about coming up soon. Fragrance You Inherit, Kimi no tsugu kaori wa from Japan, a family drama.

Without getting too deep into it, which we are going to do on its own episode, Ben, just give the people a little taste of what Fragrance You Inherit is about.

Ben

Fragrance You Inherit is about a single mom and her son. And it's about her meeting the son's new girlfriend, who happens to be the daughter of her college crush. The son's girlfriend is the spitting image of her mom, and this is fundamentally a show about really kind people trying to do right by each other as they navigate some unresolved feelings across two different generations.

This is a show that could have gone a really ugly route, but I really liked that this was fundamentally a show about people trying to take care of each other. And it was a lot of fun watching a show where the primary stress comes from everyone being really polite about some very difficult things. We get to see an older lesbian who knows she's a lesbian but hasn't told her son, navigate the unresolved feelings she had for her closest female friend in college while their children pursue a really meaningful romance between them in a way that I think honors the desires and perspective of all of the characters involved. It's a really special experience and was a real surprise for us at the end of the year.

NiNi

This is from Ishibashi Yuhuo who also did Our Dining Table, Tokyo in April Is…, I think, and a few other standout Japanese dramas that we've watched in the last few years.

Ben

There were not enough shots of shoes. I would not have known it was her.

NiNi

[laughs] She does love shoes.

This comes from a manga by Ogawa Maruni and it really surprised me. It's a GL but not a GL. It's about having built, after disappointment, having built really good, meaningful, happy lives, and then having that rocked a little bit by unresolved things from your past and where that takes you. It's also about parents and children. It's also about being honest with people in your life and how not being honest with them can lead to a lot of stress and anxiety. It is a great show. We will be talking about in a lot more detail coming up in a subsequent episode, but we wanted to award it a Standout Queer Narrative Award.

Ben

We already discussed Love in the Big City in an earlier episode, so we will not go on at length about it here. But we are once again stating for the official record of the VIIB Awards, that this is honestly the show not to miss this year. There is so much that went into getting this show even made.

The entire experience we get with Go Young across his 20s and four difficult periods of his life is honestly one of the most meaningful queer experiences I got to have in communion with other people in the last couple of years. Everything about reading Love in the Big City and watching Love in the Big City is one of the most memorable experiences I've had with queer media in a long time. And I cannot overstate how good this show is and how significant the existence of the show is.

This show for many ways fills the same sort of place as Moonlight in my queer cinema taste in viewing. I can't really chat with a queer cinephile who hasn't watched Moonlight, and Love in the Big City is very quickly becoming one of those things. If you haven't watched Love in the Big City do not talk to me.

Watch this one, for fuck's sake! It's that good. You owe it to yourself to get this into your psyche.

NiNi

We talked about this show for maybe close to an hour and a half of pre-edit time and we barely scratched the surface. Since our episode went out, we have been continuing to talk about this show and finding new things to delve into. We are not going to talk about it forever, but we could. Watch it, it's worth everything, and it is one of our standout queer narratives of the year.

Our next standout queer narrative is Marahuyo Project from the Philippines. Thank god JP Habac came back this year. I was starting to lose hope.

Ben

I'm so glad that ANIMA Studios is still in it. And I'm so glad that they came back with a project like this. It felt really special to me in a year where I found myself really struggling to connect with youth queer storytelling, this show said it was LGBTQIA +, and it meant that with its whole fucking heart. And it put its whole ass on the line to tell the stories that it wanted to tell. This was a great viewing experience. And if you care about queer art, this show is available for free on YouTube. Please go give them some support.

NiNi

I just can't stop thinking about the back of Archie's neck.

Ben

Mmhmm. And about Adrian Lindayag and everything that he does for queer activism in the Philippines, and I'm so glad that he got to play King.

NiNi

Amazing show, amazing music, amazing writing, amazing direction. Oh my god, King's fourth wall breaks. Amazing. It was just such a good show with a lot of heart, a lot of real deep complex feelings to delve into.

Ben

The funniest thing about dealing with the VIIB Awards is, like, each one of these shows would have decimated other categories it was in. Like, Marahuyo Project would have decimated Best Music. It would have been no contest.

NiNi

It really would have, it really would have won best music.

Ben

I almost fought for it. I was like, I don't care. I'm giving it to them anyway. They're like dragging me off stage so I–

NiNi

[laughs] Shhh, come on, come on, come on. No, shhh, it's time to go to bed, come on.

Ben

We would have given Love in the Big City show of the year. Interview, if everybody else had watched it, would have definitely won genre romance, flat out. Like, that's how good all of these shows are.

NiNi

But ultimately they are not romances.

Ben

But that's the point. [snickers]

Our last show is Don't Care For an Old Man's Underwear. We talked about this show at length earlier. This was so spectacular. This was a show where our primary character is an ignorant, misogynist, middle-aged man, and we were rooting for this man very early on in this show. And we loved him by the end of it. This show is so aspirational in a way that even some of our BLs can't really stand up to. Like this show believes that misogynistic old men can do better and have meaningful, loving, supportive, and positive relationships with their families if they just listen to them a little bit more. Good job, everybody. Way to really shoot for the best outcome you could possibly get.

This show really modeled what relationship rebuilding and healing could look like in a way that I think is really helpful. And I really liked that a very well-known and popular Japanese comedian was in the lead role of this. Dramas like this are often really important because you have people with clout they've earned well outside of the queer narrative space doing really meaningful work in it. And these are the kinds of projects that often reach a lot more people than the BL that we talk about. Like, I feel like more people are gonna have had a gay storytelling experience because of Interview with the Vampire, more than some of these BLs we've talked about on here by a long shot. And I think for the Japanese viewing audience, I think many of them would have probably engaged with Ossan no pantsu far more likely than they would have engaged with any of the BL we highlighted on this list earlier.

Really important to highlight these kinds of projects because these are the projects that are useful for you to show your friends and family. If you're interested in sharing BL with them, these are very good starting points to get into the rest of the genre because they are not BL, but they do open people's minds up to viewing queer media from places they might not have normally expected to get that.

NiNi

Well said and I just love Makoto's turns of phrase. I think about them a lot, saying that the idol that his wife likes is the Okita family benefactor.

Ben

That is exactly where my head went, too. “So Random is the Okita family's benefactor. I understand.” [laughs]

NiNi

It's such clever writing, the way that he recasts ideas into a way that he can engage with them in an attempt to understand the things that he doesn't understand. I really enjoy that the writing puts him into the role of doing that work.

All of the shows on these lists, of course, because it's our VIIB Awards, these are really the things that we loved watching. But I think I have a special place in my heart for Oppan.

01:06:00 - Outro

Ben

We talk about a lot of shows in this podcast. We highlight a lot of things. These are the things that will be talked about well beyond this year, or at least we hope they will. Please go watch them and be part of that conversation.

NiNi

I think the other thing that the VIIB Awards forces us to do is even in a year that we're struggling a little bit, it reminds us that, no, actually there was a lot of good stuff, too.

So anyway, there we are. Those are our VIIB Awards. We're gonna put up our final awards listing as part of the transcript for this show. So look out for that when it comes out on Tumblr. But that's gonna be it from us. The 2024 VIIB Awards are over.

Ben

I'm currently showing Emily Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo and Love in the Big City at the same time.

NiNi

My gosh, so you're giving her the exact same experience we had. Good job.

Ben

I sure am! [laughs] Can you believe that we got both of these shows at the same time? Like, how did they think we were supposed to process both of these shows simultaneously?

NiNi

They weren't thinking about us, bestie. They were just like, no, we're just going to put the things out. It's time.

Ben

Incredible. I just love the idea that a bunch of new Korean viewers who might've become interested in QL following up on Love in the Big City had Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo right there being advertised at them. Like, that is so stellar.

NiNi

That was a very good four weeks.

That is going to wrap us up on the 2024 VIIB Awards. Oh my god guys, we're done for another year.

This year, let's see what's gonna happen. Is Ben gonna not watch in the summer so he doesn't get cranky? Stay tuned to find out.

Ben

[laughs] No promises, no demands. Love is a battlefield.

NiNi

Woo. We have drunk too much brown liquor, it is time to go. We out.

Say bye to the people, Ben.

Ben

Peace!

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