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secret admirer | woozi x reader .
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⤷ summary: can i req a woozi fic? one where he writes little love songs and poems and y/n also writes them and they put love letters in eachother’s lockers BUTT its anonymous so they reject eachother without knowing its eachother :)!!
annas note: @jjjjeonww finally got around to writing this out for you, i’m so sorry it took me so long! 😖🤍 i hope i did it justice, thank you for writing chenle for me! (i’ll write out the mark request too!) i made a happy ending.. sort of..?
it’s the end of the school day and woozi is exhausted. he head to his locker, opening it and seeing something like a letter falling out of it. he bent down and picked it up, ‘to woozi’ it read with a small heart beside his name. what the hell? he questioned himself, who would do this? could it be someone he knew or not?
he shrugged it off for now, picking it up and hiding it in his blazer pocket as he grabbed his bag from the locker. he slammed it shut before feeling someone throw an arm over his shoulder, his best friend hoshi. “ji hoon~ how’s it going?” he asked and woozi just smiled, “it’s been a tiring day.”
once he’s back home and by himself in the comfort of his room, he opened the letter and read it.
‘your music reminds me of the sky before it rains— soft, melancholic, and utterly beautiful. i hope you never stop creating. it brings me great joy when i walk past the music room.’
but what intrigued him more was that there was no name on the bottom of the letter, just a small ‘yours, secret admirer.’
now, it’s your turn to find a letter in your locker. you just arrived at school and notice something just poking out of it. you take it out and smile, opening it up and reading the words on the paper, raw and unfiltered.
‘your words make me feel like i’m standing in the middle of my favourite song, you have such a way with them. and that’s quite rare.’
your heart pounded in your chest, oh my god.. this was the sweetest thing you’ve ever received in your life. you hid the letter in your notebook and head to class, rethinking the words over and over in your head.
it’s lunchtime. you’re eating together with woozi and his friends, laughing and having a great time. suddenly, someone mentions the fact that you both have received a secret letter from an admirer. you blush, “ah- it’s probably someone messaging around, right? i mean-“
woozi, on the other hand, noticed your reaction and his heart nearly dropped. messing around? he sighed, “yeah probably aha, i mean, who writes things like these nowadays?” now it was your turn for your heart to drop. thoughts were running through both your minds - is this really what they think? maybe i shouldn’t have wrote that letter now..
well, it soon comes out that woozi knows it’s you who wrote his letter. yeah.. he didn’t mean to snoop but he did notice the familiar writing poking out from your notebook that was on your desk in english class. luckily, you were asleep, head on the desk so he could take a closer look. he leaned in, slowly pulling it out and his eyes widened.
“you’re my secret admirer..” he whispered in a low tone. he smiled to himself and backed away, he had a plan. he was just going to write you a letter so you knew it was him, he didn’t care anymore, he wanted you to know.
and so, there he is in the back of the class, quickly writing out something small in his letter and quickly shoving it in your locker before the end of the day.
when you open it, you see it and you open it up, a gasp escaping from your lips as you see the name on the bottom.
‘i think we’ve been writing to each other for so long without really saying anything. let’s fix that, shall we? meet me after school— if you want this to be real.
lee jihoon.
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bsf kai and dry humping send tweet
ohhh anon u get me so well 😇
(wc: 2.3k / warnings: college au, virgin loser kai, corruption kink, some humiliation, dry humping, cumming in pants)
Hanging out with Kai is usually a very routine thing: you get food somewhere around campus, you bring him back to your dorm, and you talk for hours until he decides to leave—or until you convince him to go to some frat party with you.
“This sucks. I need to stop saying yes to you all the time.” His words make you laugh. You both know he’ll never stop saying yes to you.
“You might enjoy things more if you actually try to have fun,” you say. “Or if you have one of these.” You hold your plastic cup out to him until he takes it from you, staring at it like it’s some foreign object.
“I don’t drink,” he finally replies, looking up at you again. It’s funny how awkward he looks with the drink in his hand. He’s so stiff and uncomfortable.
“Liar. We got wasted together last month.”
He flushes red at your callout. “That’s different! It was only us!”
You roll your eyes. “Everyone’s drunk here. What difference does it make?”
Kai pouts and looks off to the rest of the people. Everyone’s dancing and singing and playing drinking games, meanwhile you and Kai are stuck leaning against some wall where no fun is going on. Boring! You take his arm and start pulling him towards the party, throwing him a grin over your shoulder as his eyes bug out at your boldness.
You stop when you’re deep enough into the crowd, turning to Kai expectantly. You laugh when you notice how tense he is. It’s like he forgot how to move his body like a normal human.
“Chug this!” you shout over the music, poking the cup that’s still in his hand. He looks around like he’s scared he’ll get caught doing something bad. You sigh, “Fine, don’t. Give me that.” You take the cup back from his hand and swallow the rest of the liquor. You hiss at the burn in your throat before throwing the empty cup over his shoulder, not caring where it lands.
Kai’s head turns to follow the cup’s movement, but you bring his attention back to you with a hand on his face. “Shouldn’t we pick that up?” he asks, even as you’re squishing his cheeks together in your hand.
“Let the frat boys take care of it tomorrow,” you say. He looks like he’s about to argue against that, so you continue before he can, “Do you want to dance?”
He’s taken aback. Your hand drops from his face to his shoulder, resting there as he figures out his answer. “Dance? I don’t—I’m not really”—
“You don’t want to dance with me?” You pout, trying to tug at his heartstrings. He opens and closes his mouth stupidly, and it makes you giggle. You put your other hand on his chest and blink innocently at him.
“I’ll dance with you,” he answers, cracking under the pressure like you knew he would. As previously established: he will always say yes to you.
“Yay!” Your smile must be lighting up the whole room with how much joy you feel. You tug Kai closer to you, trying to get him into position, but he keeps his hands still as stone beside him. “Kai. Hands here,” you say as you guide them to your hips.
“Oh. Sorry.” You hold in your laugh, not wanting to fluster him too much.
“It’s okay. I forgive you,” you tease, poking his nose. The two of you stand there unmoving, and it’s cute at first, but you get a little tired of it after a minute. You let the music guide your hips, singing along to the song and enjoying yourself. Kai is more like an accessory than a dance partner with how he just watches you.
You trail your finger down his chest, trying to encourage him to be a little more playful and let loose. It seems to have the opposite effect—his hands go stiff on your hips, fingers digging in.
“Have fun! Don’t think about it so much,” you say before swaying again. You try moving closer to him so your bodies press together, but he takes a step back. You pull your eyebrows together, looking at him in question.
“I-I’m probably not the best person to dance with,” he stammers out. You roll your eyes.
“Getting all awkward with me now? Come on, I thought we were closer than that.” Your faux pout returns to your face, but it leaves when you see the frown on his. Oh no, you didn’t embarrass him, did you?
You’re quick to try to fix your mistake. “Or not! We can always sing. I like singing too.”
His frown doesn’t leave his face. Okay, no singing! That’s fine too! You try thinking of something else.
“We can find an empty room and just hang out there?” you suggest, figuring he might not want to be surrounded by all these people anymore.
His face finally morphs into something less pitiful. You almost sigh in relief. “Let’s do that,” he says.
You push your way through the crowd until you’ve made it to the stairs. You groan when you see the endless sea of couples making out on them. You’d yell at them to get a room, but you don’t want them to take one from you and Kai.
“Sorry, coming through, don’t mind us,” you say as you squeeze past everyone.
“Oh my god. Stop,” Kai says, embarrassed. You wonder what it must feel like to care so much what people think of you.
You walk down the hall until you find an open room, bolting to it with a victorious cheer. Kai doesn’t follow with as much enthusiasm as you, but he still looks happy enough to be alone with you finally. You lock the door and turn on the light, looking around the room.
“Oh yeah. This place screams male college student,” you say, walking around the room. You pick up a bottle of lotion on the desk. “Seriously? Shameless,” you tsk.
“You probably shouldn’t go through people’s stuff,” Kai says. You turn to him, seeing him already sitting on the bed. He’s got a pillow thrown over his lap. You raise your eyebrow at that.
“You see a bottle of lotion and feel a little tingle down there?” His face glows red at your insinuation.
“No!!!” he retaliates, voice squeaking.
“Then what’s that about?” you say through barely held-back laughter. He hides his face in his hands. You almost want to coo at him. You join him on the bed and push his hands away from his face. He can barely make eye contact with you. “Hellooooo?” you giggle.
When he doesn’t respond, you try moving the pillow away yourself—you’re in a teasing mood—but Kai holds the pillow firmly against him. You really can’t contain your laughter now.
“Are you seriously hard right now?!” You find the situation so amusing. “From what?”
He whines and leans down until his face is buried in the mattress. You almost feel bad for torturing him so much, but he signed up for this when he became your best friend.
“From you,” he murmurs into the blankets, so muffled that you’re not sure you heard him right. You lift his head up a bit by his hair.
“Come again?” you prompt.
His face is still bright red. “When we were dancing. I just… ugh.” You go silent at that for a second. He’s hard because you danced with him..?
“That’s kinda hot.” It slips out before you can catch it. Not that you would have held it back, anyway.
He perks up when you say that. “What?” he asks.
“It’s hot that you got hard from that. Makes me feel good, actually,” you laugh, but it doesn’t sound teasing anymore. Kai straightens himself out, sitting up completely. He stares at you like he’s trying to decide if you’re pulling a prank on him or not.
You guess you’ll have to help him see how much you mean it. You swipe the pillow from his lap. He scrambles for it back, but you’re too quick for him this time. You giggle when your eyes land on his bulge.
“I’m sorry. I’m really not a pervert. I’m just…” he struggles to finish his thought. He bites his lip and looks away.
“Just what?” you ask, still hanging onto his words. His eyes meet yours, afraid to make his confession.
“A virgin,” he whispers.
Oh. A beat of silence follows. Something very evil and sinister creeps into your mind—nothing unusual—but this time, it’s centered around defiling your best friend. You had no clue that all this time he was a little virgin!
“Isn’t that so cute?” you coo, crawling up to him. He backs up, propping himself up on his elbows as you invade his space. He stutters out your name, looking at you with wide eyes. You smile down at him, tracing your hand down his chest much like you did earlier.
“Cute?” he asks, all breathy and nervous. You really try so hard not to smirk like an evil bitch at that, but you can’t help it. You are kind of an evil bitch.
“So cute,” you say. He gulps when your hand keeps traversing down his torso. His eyes follow your fingers down, down, down, until they reach his pants. Your hand dances along the front of his jeans, just lightly tracing over the button and hem.
Your pussy’s throbbing now, delighted at the thought of making Kai squirm beneath you. You meet his eyes with a whole lot of hope, praying he’ll let you have your fun. He shrinks a bit under your eager gaze.
“Can we help each other out?” you ask, crawling over him even more until your hips are hovering over his lap. Your noses touch, and you feel his shaking breaths on your face. You brush his hair back, wanting to put your hands all over him.
“I don’t know how to… help… a woman…” he admits meekly. It takes all your effort to not smother his face with kisses.
“Just lay down, I’ll take care of it,” you say sweetly. He blinks up at you, looking so much like a doll that it just makes you want to ruin him even more. As soon as he lays back, you push your hips down to meet his. His reaction is immediate, giving you a loud whine already.
“Such sweet sounds,” you praise as you start rocking your hips gently against him. He drops his mouth open, panting as you move just barely over him. You take his hands into yours, lacing your fingers together and holding his hands beside his head. “My cute best friend,” you coo, making him look away. That just endears you more.
“You’re embarrassing me,” he mutters, making you laugh. You kiss his jaw.
“My sweet Kai~” You seriously can’t stop yourself, the words spill out of you so freely. He can handle a bit of embarrassment, it’s okay.
You let yourself admire the view for a minute before leaning back to gain more control of your movements. You roll your hips as you grind against him, letting out a content sigh when your clit gets some stimulation. Kai whimpers when you speed up just a bit, trying to get a little more pleasure out of this.
“Y-you’re cute, too…” Kai says, then gasps at your hips rolling harder against him. “Like that, please, don’t stop!” he urges, looking up at you desperately.
How could you say no to that? You keep up your pace, making sure to keep him whining and moaning. “I’m glad you think I’m cute,” you say. Your hand moves up to play with your tits, twisting and pinching your nipples to get yourself there faster. You moan when Kai’s hips jolt underneath you.
His breath is hitching and his hips keep pushing up further into you. You grin, excited to push him over the edge. “Is my Kai gonna cum? Gonna make a mess in your pants like a virgin?”
“Mhm,” he hums out in response, nodding rapidly. You hasten your pace against him, pressing into him harder, moaning above him as you do. Your clit throbs with every roll, encouraging you to grind more deeply to reach your high.
“Cum for me, baby, tell me how good it feels,” you say, trying to get him to spill in his jeans. It seems to work, judging by the way he pushes his hips up against you as much as he can, so much that you feel the way his cock twitches in his jeans. It makes your head spin.
“Feels good! Ah, feels so good! Thank you, thank you!” His cries are what finally push you over the edge, hips stuttering as your legs tighten against him, muscles contracting as your orgasm rips through you. You’re left panting and trying to ride out your orgasm, letting your hips move sloppily against his until you’re both shaking from overstimulation. You slow down gradually, regaining your composure as the lustful haze clears the room.
“Fuck,” you groan, fully coming to a stop. Kai sits up and buries his head in your shoulder.
“Fuck,” he repeats like he’s agreeing. His chest heaves as he gets his breathing back under control. You tangle your hand in his hair, mindlessly playing with it as he breathes softly against you.
“So… virgin, huh?” you ask, grinning wickedly. Kai rolls his eyes.
“Spare me the jokes,” he says. “You already made me cum my brains out. Thanks for ruining my jeans, by the way.”
“That was all you.” You pat him on the back. “Now you’re one step closer to getting pussy. Look at you go, champ.”
He groans and leans further into you. “You’re the worst.”
“Uh-huh. Not what you said five minutes ago.”
“You were still the worst then, too,” Kai deadpans, making you laugh.
“You love me so much, don’t lie.”
“I do,” he says, joining in with your laughter.
#txt x reader#huening kai x reader#txt smut#huening kai smut#delugyu drabbles#sorry this took a bit to get to! was busy with c3 lol
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I've seen some people compare Vax's resurrection in C3 to bringing back Molly (later revealed to be Kingsley) in C2E140. How do you think these two scenarios differ and why does one work and the other doesn't? Also, do you think C2 scenario would still work if Taliesin played it like it was in fact Molly that was brought back (as Mighty Nein originally believed) and not Kingsley?
Hi anon,
I mean, you kind of answer it here: Molly wasn't resurrected. Kingsley, a different aspect of the same fragmented soul within that body, was. This isn't bringing back someone who died; it's starting a new life from what was left. It's thematically coherent with the rest of the Nein's stories, both in terms of many of them coming together still getting over a devastating loss or change and becoming someone new in the ashes of that; and with the very specific endings of many of their stories: probably most obviously with Caleb, choosing to leave his parents to their rest and instead building his own life in the model of what he wanted before the Volstrucker training, but also with Beau embracing the Cobalt Soul, Yasha finding new love, Veth and her family restarting their lives in Nicodranas, Jester with a deeply altered but intact relationship with Artagan, Fjord with a new patron, and Caduceus with a renewed grove.
I admit in 2x140 I cheered that nat 1 on resurrection, and the success of the Divine Intervention gave me pause, particularly on the heels of such a fantastic moment between Essek and Fjord after it failed. I went into 2x141 with considerable trepidation, so Taliesin's choice to have Molly remain dead while still making the Divine Intervention mean something was an unexpected joy and some truly excellent storytelling. I do not think it would have worked well had he brought back Molly, though it wouldn't have been quite as egregious as Vax coming back, and I'll talk more about that at the end.
Vax coming back fails on every single level. On a basic level, there is really no mechanical or logical justification for it to happen. There is no attempt from Vox Machina to bring him back as a mortal. There is no reason for him to revert from celestial to mortal (and the fact that he'd already left at the top of the episode really underscores this; I'd still have my other complaints had he still been with Vox Machina at the time of Catatheosis but this really makes no sense); angels of the gods canonically remained such during the first time the gods became mortal. It is not something he asked for, nor Keyleth asked of the Matron. It simply occurs. Then, of course, there is what it means for the characters. What does it say that Keyleth never moved on? What does it say that Vax never gave her the space to do so and now she doesn't have to - particularly in the statements during 4SD that their actions both were somewhat unhealthy and that Vax's inability to let go is what enabled Ludinus's plan to succeed in the first place? What does it say, as this post points out, about Scanlan's choices?
And then there's what it says thematically across the entire decade of storytelling: What does it say about such stories as Orym's or Yasha's, about finding new love after loss? In a narrative where the party was faced with an incredibly difficult choice with far reaching effects (whether or not that narrative was well done, it was a story of choices) what does it say that Vax's conscious choice to become a revenant and have a few more days with the people he loved rather than remain dead was ultimately simply a long inconvenience?
And finally, what does it say about the casts' past statements? I was struck with the grace with which the cast handled the backlash from Molly's death. Liam spoke of the meaning of death in narratives; Ashly Burch shared an incredibly moving essay on the death of her partner at a young age; and the conversation on Talks in which Matt talked about the importance of death was one that at the time I dearly loved. In it, Taliesin pointed out the ephemeral and physical nature of Molly and the concept of that character, and how there was no way to bring back Molly without destroying the entire premise. The reason Molly wouldn't be as much of a failure is because at least it would have been driven by the actions and choices of the Mighty Nein, and that we did not have insight into how Molly felt about his demise.
Because that is the other thing. We've seen Vax multiple times since his death, at Vex and Percy's wedding and at the Malleus Key, and both times he was greatly changed and did not agree to stay. He didn't change his mind; it was changed for him. And in the casts' past statements, Liam has been an advocate (as he was in Molly's death) for the importance of death and tragedy. How does that square with all of what they said then?
It's damning that the only defenses of this decision have been entirely Doylist (when I have both Watsonian and Doylist critiques) - that Happy Endings Are Good. The thing is, Keyleth's story could have been a happy ending, as the Mighty Nein's was despite their loss. It was a choice to have Keyleth never get over it. That is, ultimately, the only choice that was honored. I do understand a desire for a happy ending, but I find this desire for not just a happy ending but a vanishingly narrow and particular one to be childish, self-indulgent, and destabilizing of previous storytelling integrity. The song Tokyo Sunrise always was in a major key, after all.
One thing that came to mind while I wrote this up was something a few people have pointed out about Dragon Age: The Veilguard, which is that it consistently has a message that prioritizing immediate catharsis often feels hollow in the end, and cuts off opportunities for growth and redemption, and the gameplay is consistent with that narrative. It can feel good to punch the First Warden, or to leave the mayor of D'Meta's Crossing to his fate, or imprison Illario, in the moment; but these all ultimately serve as a detriment to your goals. Even fighting or tricking Solas rather than giving him an ending on his own terms, the last choice you can make in a game that ends immediately after, is something many players have reported as feeling unrewarding after a day or two. I do wonder whether this decision, to bring back Vax, felt good in the moment, but will similarly sour and curdle in time.
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he wants a baby
jackson wang x f. reader
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jackson doesn’t think there’s anything he’s ever wanted more. he’s thought about it early in your relationship, when he truly realized that you’re the one. the one he could start a family with. and when he was sure of it, he was never afraid to share with you how much he wanted this. a baby.
he talked about it a lot with you. it became your regular pillow talk. “you want it too though, right? like, you think about it sometimes?” jackson would ask while holding your back against his chest in bed. his voice always got awfully quiet and soft during those moments compared to his normal tone.
you’d indulge him, tiredly listening or answering him in the best way that wouldn’t make him think having a baby is completely off the table.
he gets so excited, thinking about those things so far ahead. he made sure to promise you that he would take such good care of her. promised he’ll be there to watch her every step. and he was sure to use ‘her’ because he had the deepest feeling that your first child would be a girl.
“of course i do, jackson. it sounds so nice but.. just not right now. it’s not the right time.”
and he’d nod in understanding. your lives were just insanely busy, bringing a child into the relationship while things weren’t slowing down as soon as you’d liked it to, would probably bring more chaos than joy.
“but one day, right? we’ll have a baby one day, won’t we?” he whispered quietly in the darkness of the room, burying his face in your hair.
you pulled apart his hands from where his fingers locked over your stomach and brought it up to your lips, leaving soft kisses on the back of it. “one day.”
but as the weeks turned into months, that one day was never brought up again. after things had finally calmed down a bit, he thought that maybe you’d be the first to bring it up because he didn’t want to seem too desperate, (although he was) but you never did.
jackson silently planned things out to himself. it was going to be nothing but staying home and wasting time together. he even planned the day he was going to propose to you. not exactly in that order.
he was even convinced he was being given signs, just from a simple and innocent encounter with a fan who happened to be a new mother. she wore a white dress and all jackson could think about was what you’d look like in a white dress, post-birth glow.
the fat, rosy cheeked baby sat in her stroller, squealed in utter joy, easily entertained at the childish game jackson had initiated. a smile almost wider than his face came playing onto his lips, entranced and in complete awe of the adorable infant and her baby giggles.
jackson doesn’t think there’s anything he’s ever wanted more.
the night dragged on as it usually did. attending important parties with you because something’s always being celebrated. and then leaving before someone could convince him to take a private plane to another party in a different city.
when you made it back to your hotel room, there was just no way he could keep his hands off of you. kissing all over your face and neck, gripping each part of your body he possibly could and dug his fingertips into your plushy skin.
there was just no way he could stop himself. not when you’re so warm around him, your gasps and whimpers echoing in his ear. not when he’s so balls deep inside of you, his fingers gripping tight on the sheets, making his knuckles turn white.
“tell me when to stop.” he choked out, the vein running down the side of his neck looking prominent.
“w-why?” you didn’t want him to stop and you didn’t know why he’d ask that of you.
“cause if you don’t,” he groaned, hips snapping forward into yours, “i’m afraid i might put a baby in you.” jackson closed his eyes, not sure he wanted to see your reaction, and leaned his forehead against your shoulder.
the soft gasp you let out didn’t go unnoticed or the way you clenched around him, making him draw a sharp breath. he tried to get himself to stop, brought his rutting to a minimum but didn’t completely still inside of you because that would have been pure torture.
“okay.”
jackson sweetly whimpered when you tangled your fingers in his hair and gently tugged at it, making his head tilt back up. he looked at you with widened eyes and a slightly parted mouth.
“okay?” he repeated, wanting to be sure that he heard you correctly.
“yeah.” you shrugged. “i want you to put a baby in me.”
he was so blissful, removing himself completely off of your body and burying his face in his hands. you allow him to revel in it. even if he was too loud, putting you both at risk of getting kicked out. even if he was jogging around the room, nakedly, with his fists in the air, as if he’s won a boxing match. you didn’t mind if he basked a little more.
“we’re going to make the fattest, most cutest baby girl, ever.” you felt jackson’s body again, his frame fit like a missing jigsaw piece.
“what makes you so sure it’s going to be a girl?”
“i’ve got a really good sense for these things. trust me. you’re having a girl.”
your heart suddenly got overly emotional. he was so beautiful and you were in complete awe over his certainty. it didn’t take long for your gawking to finish before his lips were feverishly against yours.
he was so desperate, yet so slow, savoring the moment. the feelings that he caused to belly within you were unexplainable.
jackson lowered his mouth to your breast then took the nipple between his lips, pressing lightly with his tongue. you cried out – like your whole body was too hot and you couldn't breathe – bringing up a hand to trace his fingers across your other breast, but if he stopped you felt like you would die. you gripped his bare shoulders, holding on for dear life against the onslaught of sensations.
you gasped as he pushed into you for the second time, amazed by the electricity that rocketed through you. your legs wrapped around his hips of their own accord, seeking a better angle, searching for more. even now, he moved with grace, sliding in and out of you slowly and steadily. only his rapid breath, occasionally coming out in a strangled moan.
it’s pure torture how slow he is sliding into you but feels exquisite. you gently roll against him, moaning as he slowly moves in and out of you. the pace is keeping the orgasm just out of reach, keeping you on edge; desperately clenching around him and pushing your hips into his to increase speed. but jackson’s hands remain firm on your hips, controlling the movements. both of your breathing is heavy, both moaning loudly as the need to find your release hits an all-time high.
going so slow was hard for him as well, though. he couldn’t hold it for long but he also didn’t want to rush it. and he never liked cumming before you did. what kind of man would that make him? had to treat you right.
jackson dropped down to his elbows, leaning on either side of your face as he panted heavily, the foot of your heels digging into the curve at bottom of his spine.
“please, just a little harder…I need more…I can't…take it…oh god, jackson– “
he interrupted you with a hard kiss, hips rutting a little faster now. the rush of pleasure hit you, and your fingers grasped for purchase on his back, needing an anchor. it was almost unbearable, the electricity building where the two of you were joined, tingling down to your toes and making you lightheaded. jackson panted hot air against your neck, your lips, kissing you again and again, and the energy was building and building.
you looked at his face, knowing his was trying to hold on a little longer. maybe the realization had seriously hit him for real, this time. that this was it and he’ll probably be an actual dad like he wanted.
“jackson,” you panted, cupping his face with your hands, fingers wiping the sweaty hairs that stuck to his forehead, “it’s time.” you whispered.
and he nodded and replied, “okay.” his voice weak and strained.
you noticed his movements had grown more erratic, almost frantic, and the low grunt deep in his throat seemed to shudder down your spine and rocket down to where your bodies were joined.
"oh god," you breathed as the sensation overload finally seized you. your chest was tight and your nerves sizzled and your thighs clenched as the pleasure exploded and seeped into every cell of your body. he groaned, his forehead dropping down to your shoulder when your walls fluttered around him.
you fell into the aftershocks when he thrust into you one last time and cried out your name. you felt the rush of fluid inside you and reveled in the feel of his body shuddering in your arms. he trapped you under his heavy weight but the kisses he softly peppered along your neck and collarbone made you forget that it was hard to breathe.
not even mere seconds after, he started moving again, pushing even deeper, a whimper escaping your lips.
“j-jackson?” you stuttered, thighs tensing around his hips.
“one more time,” he grunts as he suddenly began to pound into you heavily even after he had already came, “just to be sure.”
#jackson wang#jackson wang x reader#jackson wang smut#jackson wang fanfic#jackson wang imagines#dad!jackson wang#got7 jackson#got7#got7 smut#18+ mdni#csprint
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Inky, I have Some Thoughts.
Recently we got an ask about the Martian Stan AU, the idea that Ford would start making up a room for Stan in the cabin (Lab? Shack but not quite? Ford's house)
I LOVE this idea, and imagining all the things Ford would put up in that room brings me great joy. I feel like Ford is a very Love-through-actions-and-gifts type person rather than an emotional talk or tactile kinda guy
Which means Ford would probably LOVE thinking through a bunch of items to put in Stan's room for if when he comes back
The problem is that Stan and Ford have been so distant (both literally and figuratively) that Ford sort of. Doesn't know what Stan likes anymore.
He can list Stan's interests as a kid no problem, Boxing and building the Stan o war, but what else? Ford hasn't seen his twin in so long, he's forgotten (or maybe he's never really known) want kind of things would bring Stan comfort.
New clothes are a necessity obviously, but what styles? What specific types of clothing? Ford doesn't know.
Pencils and paper Stan to draw on, he liked to draw as a kid does he still?
Anything remotely nautical would get added in, but Ford doesn't know what else.
Everything Ford has to go off of is hazy, warm childhood memories and the gritty crackling of a radio speaker far out of range.
Its hard to shop for someone when you realize you don't really know them all that well.
(I literally wrote up a whole response for this and then my device died and it disappeared. So. Ahem)
This freaking au is just. Yes! It’s about the inherent tragedy of loving someone so much but not knowing them anymore. It’s Ford realizing he doesn’t know who Stan is, and then relearning through listening to his brother talk. Songs his brother likes and sings a lot, things and activities he mentions he’s tried and like or tried and hated. Ford learns that Stan likes to talk to himself while he’s working, making up little songs. He learns about what food Stan wished he could eat, what he misses about Earth. And he takes so,so many notes.
there’s probably a whole mini journal he’s started just dedicated to the person his brother has become. Things he wants to show him around gravity falls. Things he wants to tell him about himself.
he’s not going to learn everything about his brother this way of course. And the things he does learn are going to make that gap in knowledge even more apparent. But it’s about the healing, you know?
#martian stan au#stanley pines#stanford pines#gravity falls#I had. A WHOLE THING TYPED OUT#And it’s GONE#Sobs#It’s okay I can analyze these guys all day#It’s the Stanford Pines Tries saga
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Hello! This might be a common theme among Snape fics but…
What do you think about Severus and reader being good friends in school and slowly grow further apart due to his Death Eater status. That is, until they see each other again later in their adult years and maybe dormant affections rekindle?
severus snape, ❝ i missed you. ❞
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i just might have an idea for an eventual part two-
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You tried. You really did! But no matter how hard you tried to keep in touch, it wouldn't matter. Because friendship should go both ways. And even though Severus clearly cared for you, you two eventually... drifted apart. You have to admit that you didn't treat his meetings with other Death Eaters seriously at first. But who can blame you? His constant excuses were made to make you think it's nothing serious. "we're just going there to talk" or "they are my friends too, so i need to help them when they need me" were one of the many things you'd hear in your teenage years still at school. But once you both graduated and his 'friend group' turned out to be officially well known literal cult (!), you did set the boundary there. Long talks turned into brief conversations, those into writing letters, until finally Severus stopped replying to those that you had sent. You suspected he didn't even read them at all. Why would he? All you knew was the rumors of what the Death Eaters were doing now and apparently how far they were willing to go to prove their point. You were not only angry but also disappointed. In him, but also in yourself for not reacting sooner, when maybe there still was a chance to stop him. Prevent any of this from happening. Especially now, that the Dark Lord was back.
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You sat at the table, drumming your fingers against the wooden surface as Molly set down a warm cup of tea in front of you. With a small nod and a smile you took a sip. The Order members were still on their way here, as you were informed. It was rather spontaneous - bringing you here to help them. After your contact with Severus died down you decided to focus on your studies, mastering your abilities. And now, your connections and knowledge could be useful to help the Order and many other people. After all, if Albus Dumbledore himself asks for your assistance, then it's probably important. So here you are now. Sitting at the table at Grimmauld Place 12, chatting with Sirius and Molly, drinking tea as they tried to update you on what they got so far. You looked down at the newspaper Arthur brought in, focusing on it briefly as everyone walked into the room where the meeting was supposed to take place in. So many old and new faces you could see again. It should bring you joy, maybe even a sense of comfort. To see old friends again. Yet your heart stopped for a moment as Severus sat down at the end of the table, avoiding your gaze. You looked away, not sure what to do. Smile? Wave? it was confusing, so you decided to focus on more important matters at the moment.
After the meeting (and rather heated argument in between Severus and Sirius, that briefly made you realise how not as much they both had changed) you stood up, looking as the room to cleared. before you could even do anything you saw Severus was already gone. Even though you could've sworn he was right next to you just a moment before.
It was only two meetings later that Severus finally pulled you to the side on your way out of the building.
"Sev!" you blinked, not expecting him to actually initiate any contact with you, and definitely not like that. He muttered your name quietly and you had a feeling he said it out loud for the first time in years.
"I need to talk to you. Just for a minute," he explained. The tone of his voice betrayed how uncomfortable he actually felt at the moment - something you haven't seen in years. he must’ve noticed that too, because he relaxed slightly shortly after you nodded.
"i had no idea you belong to the Order." you said, awkwardly folding your arms on your chest.
"i, as well, was not informed you do too now." he responded, his voice a bit lower this time and tone much colder than he intended.
"is that a problem?" you frowned, asking defensively. "i know you probably didn't wanted to talk to me, but i don't think that our past should have any negative effect on the Order's efficiency-“
“what are you taking about?” he stopped your rambling and frowned.
“you’re not going to ask me to not talk to you outside of the Order meetings?” you asked, also frowning in confusion.
“Merlin, of course not,” he shook his head, visibly frustrated and maybe even annoyed. “i wanted to…” he paused. right. what did he wanted? “i suppose i wanted to say… that I’m sorry.” he muttered.
“you suppose?” you shook your head. “you decided to completely throw away our friendship and for what? to just come back years later? as if nothing happened?” you said, even though your tone betrayed that there was no real anger behind those words; just regret that so many years were wasted.
“that’s my fault. for pushing you away.” he admitted reluctantly. “and i apologize for it.”
“i wrote you letters…” you said quietly after a moment of silence. “…but since you stopped reading them i stopped sending new ones-“
“i was always reading them,” he said defensively. “i still should have them somewhere… i just had no idea what to write to you back.”
You looked up at him, his expression showing how sincere he was in this moment.
“…we should catch up.” you offered quietly. “a lot of things had happened.”
“yes. we definitely should.” he nodded.
After a moment of silence you looked up at him again after he called your name again.
“i missed you.”
You smiled softly, feeling his hands rest on your shoulders gently, pulling you into a hug.
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I just loved every second of reading your reaction to this one shot😆💕
Off topic, but I wonder what pokemons would you pair to the other members? I have like, no knowledge about pokemons and their personality, so who do you fits well with the others?
I actually did a post way back when I started this account detailing which Pokémon I’d give each member based on their aniteez right here and the only one I’d change would be Yeosangs so instead of a Zigzagoon I’d probably give him a Lillipup!
Oh, I would set the whole world on fire for Piplup 😭 He's sooooo cute omg
Same!😭 Piplup is actually one of my favorite Pokémons together with Leafeon which is why MC was given them both tbh🙈
The humour you portray in your fic has me rolling on the floor from laughter 😭 I can just imagine the poor squirrel being lauuuunched to the other side by a lil penguin, my poor pachirisu the dude was just happy to see someone else other than his owner 😭 Hongjoong and the MC are so cute too (I have absolutely no idea what the ribbons, gym batches or sinnoh league is, but I'm loving every second of their interactions). AND OH MY GOD I CACKLED LIKE A MANIAC WHEN HONGJOONG STARTED BLUSHING BECAUSE OF THE MC'S FLATTERY 😭
I'm so glad you're enjoying the humor I wrote in this fic! It is very Pokémon anime type of humor but it just fit so well😌 And you're so right Pachirisu was just happy and curious about this new person but ofc Piplup can't let another super cute Pokémon get scratches from his trainer😤
The dynamic between Hongjoong and MC just came so natural and I really enjoy it when Hongjoong gets praised and he turns shy in fics😌
This scene is peak pokemon comedy!!! And while I feel bad for Hongjoong, I would also take off running. Like you don't have to tell me twice 😭
Honestly when I knew I was gonna write this scenario I knew I had to have this scene in it😆 I would also run immediately like sorry Hongjoong I'm not staying a second longer😂 Esther, I can't tell you the last time I laughed at a fanfic this much 😭🥹 It's so funny and harmless at the same time. Pachirisu is definitely my new favorite pokemon from this fic alone, because wdym he nuzzled Hongjoong to purposely give him a crazy hair style 😭 His pranks are genius but so harmless, I need a Pachirisu in my life
Ahhhhhh I'm so glad you've been laughing whilst reading it! Then I feel like I've achieved my goal!! Pachirisu loves doing shit like that to Hongjoong because he knows Hongjoong won't get mad, irritated or annoyed? Yes. But never mad and it's always fun seeing your trainer mildly annoyed🤭
OH THEY MAKE MY HEART GO PITTER-PATTER. I literally can't decide what's better - the humour, the crazy pokemons or the subtle flirting between Hongjoong and MC. I also love how it's the MC who is bold and compliments Hongjoong. There's something so endearing about fics where Hongjoong gets flustered when receiving love or praise from others 🥹
We love a bold MC😌💓 And you're so right about the endearing aspect. I enjoy it a lot when we get to see a more shy and sometimes bashful Hongjoong in fics so this is my contribution to it✨
By the way, the amount of pokemon lore (at least to me lmao) is so nice to read about. Their interests, where they live, what they do, etc. It really feels like I'm reading something created for the official pokemon franchise!
I'm glad you enjoyed all the lore and such! It felt important to write those things in and kinda sprinkle in what everything is about without sounding like a text book or over explaining it all!
And can we just take a moment to appreciate the beautiful and cute pokemon MC has? I mean look at them:
Hehe I gave MC two of my favorite pokémons just because I could🤭
UGH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH, THEY ARE THE CUTEST IM- 💓💕🩷💗✨💞💐💖🌸💓✨
Your reactions to it all brings me such joy cuz that was my reaction when writing the two of them in this one shot😆💕
AND OF COURSE SEONGHWA's POKEMON IS A BUNNY INSPIRED ONE!!!! IT LITERALLY FITS HIM SO WELL WJEGKFWEGJ
I was contemplating if I were gonna mention that he has a shiny Buneary (which means it's a different color than the regular one which is super rare to find) which would be slightly pink but I guess we'll have to wait until Seonghwas one shot to find out🤔 This whole oneshot was right what I needed on a Monday evening! You literally did this perfect, Esther, and I enjoyed every second of it. The choice of pokemons, the cute and funny dialogues, the trouble with the bees, and then the whole cooking scene with everyone whipping out their bowl 😭 It was cute, fluffy and funny! Everything you need in a pokemon AU. If it isn't too much to ask for, I would love to see more of pokemon!teez and what the other guys would be like in this universe?
Thank you so much Mina🥹💕 Your thoughts and reactions to this one shot has meant the world to me truly🥺🫶🏻 I'm honestly now planning out other scenarios for the other members! We will have to see how quickly they will come out but they will be added to my w.i.ps💫
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💫Eterna Forest💫
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✨Pairing: pokemontrainer!Hongjoong x pokemontrainer!gn!reader ✨Prompt: Hongjoong and his partner pokemon Pachirisu has gotten lost while wandering around Eterna Forest and the two of them bump into you and your partner Piplup, who also, coincidentally, happens to be lost. The two of you decide to team up to try and find your way out of the big forest. ✨Genre: Pokémon au aka set in the Sinnoh region, non idol au, fluff, comedy? ✨Word count: 5.6k ☀️Authors note: As promised Mina! Here it is🥰 @hongjoongspoetry hope you enjoy it! It turned out longer than I had anticipated but it was so much fun to write this💕 I'm contemplating making stories for the rest of the members now as well😅
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Hongjoong looked around the vast forest. All he could see were trees and greenery, no matter where he turned he could not for the life of him find the way out. It was as if the forest itself had a personal vendetta against him solely to make sure he couldn't get out. His partner, Pachirisu, was perched onto his shoulder also looking around with his big round eyes.
"Let's face it Pachirisu... We're lost... I got no clue where we are and my map isn't helping me at all." He sighs before wrapping up his map and putting it into his backpack.
His pocketch light up with a notification and it informed him of the time. It was 14:30. It was the time he had promised his friend Seonghwa that he would call him from the tvphones at the pokémon center so they could chat and catch up on how things were going.
Seonghwa would unfortunately have to wait until he found his way out.
"Pachiii." His partner said puffing out his cheeks when he was unhappy with the situation before Hongjoong felt the squirrel lean forward and nibble his ear harshly.
"Ow ow ow! Stop that! I'm not happy either that we are lost but that's just the way it is." He gently pries Pachirisu away from his ear and said pokemon huffs before snuggling up to him as if to apologize for what he just did.
"It's in moments like this I wish I had caught a flying pokemon then we would have someone who could guide us from the sky." He says looking around, hoping to perhaps find a starly or maybe even a hoothoot but to his luck there were no flying pokémon around. And if they were Hongjoong were certainly not spotting them.
All he could see was just a wurmple climbing up a tree and a kricketot running away once it realized he had spotted said pokemon. The two of them sighs before Hongjoong continues to walk hoping that he will somehow find his way out before the day is over at least.
Not too far away from where Hongjoong were wandering around were you and your partner Piplup walking around trying to figure out how to get out of this darn forest as well.
"Piplup I really don't think we will find our way out today..." You sigh and your partner looks up at you from your hold with concern in his eyes.
"Lup?"
"We're probably gonna miss the contest in Eterna City... I had really hoped for us to get there in time to register and compete." You say feeling down about potentially missing the contest being held there, especially since you and your team had worked so hard practicing the introduction and combinations of attacks to make them stylish and powerful.
"piplup, pip!" Your best friend and partner raises one of his little flippers towards you as if telling you that the two of you will find your way out of here and will get to the contest before it's too late.
"Yeah... you're right! There's no need for me to be so down just yet! We'll find our way out of here!" You say with raised spirits before hugging him. Piplup made happy noises as you hugged him tightly, glad to see your spirits up again.
"Hmm let's see.. I'm sure this is the way! Let's hurry!" You say as you blindly starts running in a random direction, running through the thickness of the leaves and such you did not expect to crash into someone causing you and said person to fall down.
Him on his butt and you on your stomach.
"Ow ow ow." The two of you mutter at the same time and you quickly look up, feeling mortified that you practically tackled someone.
"I'm so sorry!! I didn't mean to run into you!" You quickly bow trying to apologize to the man who was gently caressing the part on his butt where he had landed.
"No it's okay I wasn't looking where I was going either." He admits before looking at you with a chuckle.
"Sorry but you got something in your hair." He motions towards you and your hand quickly shoots up to where he was pointing to find a twig and some leafs stuck.
"Oh thank you!" You thank him as you carefully pick it out of your hair.
"Ummm... you don't happen to know the way out of here and to Eterna City do you?" He asks curiously and you look at him in surprise before shaking your head.
"No sorry... I got no clue where I am currently, I lost my map when a shellos attacked us two with a water gun farther down the river." You tell him with a sigh while pointing to where you had come from.
"So you are as lost as I am then?"
"Seems so."
"Pachi!!!" Suddenly a ball of white fur was in front of you causing you to lean back in surprise causing the man to make a face and quickly reach for his friend.
"Sorry! Hey Pachirisu! Don't do that it's not polite to barge up in strangers faces like that! I'm so sorry for my partner, he just loves to do everything I tell him not to do."
That causes you to chuckle.
"Don't worry, there's no harm done at all. He's a charming little guy, aren't you?" You say going to scratch its chin when your own partner practically shoves the new pokemon off your lap before climbing up with a jealous look.
"Piplup pip lup lup!"
"Piplup! It is not nice shoving people or Pokémon like that! I'm so sorry uhhh... I never got your name?"
"Oh! My name is Hongjoong and this is my partner Pachirisu!" He tells you with a smile and you quickly bring out your Pokédex wanting to know more about his pokémon.
The device speaks up in a robot voice as you scan the pachirisu: "Pachirisu the elesquirrel pokémon. It makes furr balls that crackle with static electricity. It store them with berries in tree holes. It makes electricity with pouches in its cheeks and shoots charges from its tail. It lives atop trees. A pair may be seen rubbing their cheek pouches together in effort to share stored electricity."
"Nice to meet you Hongjoong, Pachirisu! My name is Y/n and this is my partner Piplup!" You say motioning towards the little penguin pokemon who is still glaring daggers at the pachirisu, who uses it's little paw to drag down it's eye lid and stick out its tongue to infuriate your friend, which absolutely works as you can hear piplup getting even more worked up.
"It's nice to meet you two!" Hongjoong says as he brings out his own Pokédex. He had only ever seen a piplup on a poster but never seen one in real life.
"Piplup the penguin Pokémon. Because it’s very proud, it hates accepting food from people. Its thick down guards it from cold. It lives along shores in northern countries. A skilled swimmer, it dives for over 10 minutes to hunt. It’s a poor walker, it often falls down. However, its strong pride makes it puff up its chest without a care."
Piplup puffs up his chest hearing all the positive and impressive things Hongjoongs Pokédex says about its species and you can't help but chuckle finding him very cute every time he does it.
"Well it seems like you got a very reliable pokémon on your side." Hongjoong muses with a smile and you nod.
"Yeah, I can always count on piplup you know!" You pat your partners head gently.
"This might seem weird but were you perhaps heading to Eterna City as well?" He asks a bit slowly, hoping you will say yes and your eyes lit up at the mention of said city.
"We were until I lost my map. You were heading there as well weren't you? Perhaps we can try and find our way there together?" You ask hoping he will say yes because it had been some time since you traveled with another person and it was nice from time to time to spend time with other trainers and see what they've learnt so far on their own journey versus what you had learnt.
"I was just about to ask if you wanted to see if we could find our way together! I still got my map you know." He tells you looking relieved you said yes.
Perhaps it will be easier together he hopes.
The two of you get up off the ground, dusting yourselves off. Pachirisu makes sure to get up on Hongjoongs shoulder as Piplup awaits you to pick him up, making a pleased noise when you do.
"Do you think you could show me your map?" You ask and he nods quickly bringing it out of his backpack and holding it out for you to look over.
"Hmmm it seems we are somewhere around here." You motion to a spot on the map. "I think we should head in this direction." You point and your new friend nods since he has no clue where to go and your confidence makes him think you know where to go.
As you two walk you chat together talking about yourselves to become more acquainted.
"So what do you do? Are you a pokemon gym trainer or a pokemon coordinator?" Hongjoong asks you curiously and you beam at him.
"I'm a pokemon coordinator! I haven't been in many contests yet, I've mostly focused on journeying, finding new friends and practicing so when I do go to contests I do well." You tell him fondly and he nods, his eyes crinkling as he smiles a soft smile.
"Have you earned any ribbons yet?"
"I have!" You fetch out your ribbon case from your backpack and opens it to show him. Inside are two ribbons so far, one is purple while the other is green.
"I only got two so far but we worked hard for these two, they will always be super precious to me." You tell him and he marvels at the ribbons.
"They're so pretty! Much prettier than the gym badges if I'm honest!"
"Do you compete at gyms to later try your hand at the Sinnoh league?" You ask curiously, he didn't really strike you as the gym person type but you could be wrong.
"I started off at the gyms but I only got three badges so far. Then I realized my true passion is exploring Sinnoh and discovering beauty I've never seen before." He admits before continuing "So now I only do gyms if I happens to pass one by and feel like competing."
"That's so cool! I also understand you, it's not easy knowing what you want to do at the start of your journey. Like gyms, contests, performing, just traveling. There is so much growing and learning as you go and I think that's wonderful." You tell him with a smile and Hongjoong can't help but grow a little red in the face.
"You're like one of the first ones to think that way. Many think it's weird I'm not charging ahead with all the gyms. But I don't know. I'd rather travel with Pachirisu and find new friends and see where life takes me." He says as his partner snuggles its face to Hongjoongs cheek.
"How did you two meet?" You wonder out loud.
"Ah." He chuckles "We've known each other since I was four. He obviously didn't become my Pokémon until I was ten but I met him whilst playing outside. We'd play with a ball I had passing it back and forth and then when we got tired I'd share my snacks with him. We became inseparable very quickly and when I turned ten all I asked for was a pokeball so I could go out and ask if he wanted to join me on my journey and I am so incredibly lucky Pachirisu wanted to join me."
"Pachiii!!"
"I see he agrees." You say as the squirrel cutely asks Hongjoong for a snack.
" Mhmmm I'm very glad he does otherwise I'd be very sad." He gives his partner a poffin that he got out from his pocket.
"What about you? How did you and Piplup meet?"
"Oh we met at Professor Rowans lab when I went there to get my first pokémon! I just saw Piplup and knew, knew that that was my partner. It just felt right and I can tell you he felt the same way." "Pip! Lup!" Piplup agrees with that.
The two of you continues to wander around in the dense forest. The deeper you go in the forest you notice that fewer and fewer pokémon seems to appear the further down your path you get. Which is weird because earlier you saw bidoofs, buizels, starlys and burmys.
But now it was as if every single pokemon had disappeared.
"That's weird... Where did all the pokemon go?" You mumble looking around worriedly.
"I'm sure they're all just... sleeping?" Hongjoong says putting a hand on your shoulder to try and calm you down.
In reality he was a bit freaked out as well at the fact that everyone had just suddenly disappeared.
"You don't think we should turn back?" You ask stepping closer to him for safety.
"I think we should be good right? It can't be that bad." He says urging you two to continue to walk.
Oh how wrong he had been.
It only took you three minutes to reach a part of the forest where you could suddenly see more and more weedles. Even your pokémons started to become unnerved at the sight of so many weedles as the two of you come to a stop.
"I'm starting to think we should have turned around when you suggested it." Hongjoong whispers holding your arm to try and stop his trembling at the thought of potentially having wandered into a nest.
As you go to respond a bunch of kakunas starts to hang down in thin threads from the trees surrounding you causing you both to tense.
"This is really bad Hongjoong." You whisper hoping that what you think might happen won't actually happen but of course it's not your lucky day and what you wished not to happen happens.
A beedrill flies up from the bushes in front of you.
The giant bee is flying above it looking at the two of you intensely and the four of you freezes, all breathing stopped as if that would help.
It's just at the moment you think it might buzz away and not bother you that Hongjoongs pokédex decides to pipe up, having scanned the beedrill.
"Beedrill the poison bee pokemon. Its best attack involves flying around at high speed, striking with poison needles, then flying off. It can take down any opponent with its powerful poison stingers. It sometimes attack in swarms."
The noise from the device seems to agitate the beedrill and suddenly more and more pops up buzzing angrily.
"I think we should run Y/n." Hongjoong whispers and when he turns to look at you slowly he realizes you are no longer beside him but running away from the place causing him to start sprinting after you.
"YOU REALLY LEFT ME THERE?!"
"I'M SORRY BEEDRILLS SCARES THE SHIT OUT OF ME!!" You scream back at him as the beedrills buzzes after the four of you hot on your tails.
"AHHHH I REALLY WISH I HAD A FIRE TYPE NOW." Hongjoong yells and you can hear Pachirisu laughing loudly, finding his friends scared face hilarious.
"CAN YOU NOT LAUGH AT ME RIGHT NOW PACHIRISU?!?!?!" That causes his partner to laugh even louder in glee as you continue to run.
"P-PERHAPS AN ELECTRIC ATTACK MIGHT STUN THEM ENOUGH FOR US TO GET AWAY HONGJOONG!!" You yell before looking over your shoulder and screeching loudly when you realize how close the massive bees and their giant stingers are.
"YOU'RE RIGHT! PACHIRISU PLEASE USE DISCHARGE! Hongjoong tells his partner who lights up as he starts to charge up, lighting sparkling from its cheek pouches and Hongjoong hastily adds "NOT ON ME ON THE BEEDRILLS!"
Pachirisu jumps up from Hongjoongs shoulder and lets out its attack, discharging electricity towards the beedrills hitting them all with its powerful move. It momentarily stuns the beedrills who twitches and convulses from the electric shocks they took and you and Hongjoong takes this as the time to get out of there safely without worrying about being followed. Pachirisu runs after the two of you and climb up on Hongjoongs shoulder again once the two of you have stopped finally feeling safe enough.
“That was terrifying… and I was the one who said we should go that way after looking at the map.” You say defeated, your chest heaving from all the running, as you realize this could have been avoided had you looked a bit longer at the map.
“It’s also my fault because I said we should continue when you said we should turn around.” Hongjoong pants trying to catch his breath as his partner nuzzles him, making sure that the leftover electricity makes his hair go static, standing up in all directions.
“Well, we should look at the map once more and make sure we go the right direc-oh ummm Hongjoong.” You stifle your laughter “nice hairdo.” You point at his hair snickering and he glances up to see what you mean and let out the loudest groan which tells you this isn’t the first time this has happened.
His partner is once again laughing at him and you and Piplup can’t help but giggle but at least the two of you have the decency to try and hide it as he fixes his hair back to normal whilst scolding his friend.
“He does this every time if he got leftover electricity after an attack. I’ve even made a habit of always having a hat with me just in case I can’t get it down again.” He admits shaking his head.
“Oh wow I can’t imagine how annoying that could get sometimes but I do think it’s kinda cute, like you look cute with your hair all over the place.”
“You think I look cute?”
“Yeah.”
You smile liking the fact that you can see how the blush creeps up on his face once more. You hadn’t spent that much time with him yet you felt like this was someone you wanted to spend more time with, it was fun traveling together and you two seemed to be on the same wavelength when it came to Pokémon’s and traveling in general.
“T-thank you.” He clears his throat before clumsily bringing out his map again. “Shall we take a look once more?” He says and you nod but this time you bring out a pokéball as well.
“Yes and this time I got an idea to ensure we will be on the right path and not get too lost.” You tell him before throwing the pokéball up in the air.
“Mismagius please come out and help me!”
Your beautifully haunting Mismagius comes out from her pokeball and she floats above the ground looking at you curiously before floating up to you to greet you warmly.
“Oh wow! A Mismagius!” Hongjoong says in awe stepping closer to you, that’s when your Pokémon notices the new person. She immediately hides behind you, still shy when it comes to new people and hiding behind you was a habit she had had since she was a Misdreavus before she had evolved.
“Yes Mismagius these are my new friends Hongjoong and Pachirisu!”
“Piplup, pip, lup pip.” Your Piplup seems to be encouraging her to come forward to say hi and it works because she floats out from behind you and up to Hongjoong. She circles him a few times before she seems to introduce herself to him by holding out one of her ‘arms’ and he takes it shaking it and giving her a kind smile.
“It’s lovely meeting you Mismagius.” Your friend turns shy again quickly hiding behind you as she giggles and you can’t help but laugh.
“Yeah it’s easy falling for that charming smile isn’t it?” You say looking back at her and she nods before giggling again.
“Okay! Now let’s check the map again all five of us and when we figure out where we should go I was wondering if you could use your psychic powers to help lead us as far as possible to Eterna City Mismagius?” You can hear her agree as she floats closer to the two of you who are now huddled around the map. The two of you discuss for a while where you could have possibly ended up after the mad dash to get away from the angry squadron of beedrills.
You both eventually agrees that you’re probably very far from Eterna City and where you originally started when you bumped into each other.
"Mismagius think you can create something that would guide us?" Hongjoong asks your friend and she looks intently at the map before her eyes start glowing blue, a telltale sign that she is using her psychic powers and after a while an arrow pops up in front of you.
"Oh that's amazing!" You hug her happily and she turns shy and bashful at your praise.
"This will make our journey much easier, thank you." Hongjoong also thanks her and she hides behind you once more. It's very clear she likes Hongjoong and it does surprise you a little bit.
She had always been shy and hesitant and mistrusting of people so seeing her actually like someone that wasn't you was a big feat. Perhaps it was Hongjoongs kindness that had won her over or his very kind eyes and that pretty smile?
He ends up laughing a little at her reactions.
"Shall we continue our journey? See how far we get today? I'm not so sure we will reach Eterna City before the day is over." He admits looking up to the sky where the sun sits lower than it had done earlier in the day.
"Don't worry about that, I got a sleeping bag and some food in my bag for situations like this." You tell him motioning towards your backpack trying not to feel disappointed about how you will miss the registration for the contest.
"Great, I got a sleeping bag as well!" He tells you as the two of you start following the arrow with Mismagius floating around you two making sure the arrow will not lead your group astray.
"So where are you from Hongjoong?" You question curiously.
"I'm from Twinleaftown!" He tells you. "It's a really small town near Sandgem town where Professor Rowans lab is."
"Oh! I think I know where it is then! You'd continue down the path through a small forest right? It's close to Lake Verity right?" You ask wanting to know if your memory served you correctly.
"Yes! I can't count all the times us kids would head to Lake Verity in hopes of seeing the mythical being said to live there! None of us had any luck when we were younger. Perhaps it's just a fairytale but it was fun going there with the hopes that you would be lucky enough." He chuckles at the memories and you nod.
"That sounds like something fun! I'm from Floaroma Town and the most exciting that happened there is I guess all the flowers planted there? Or perhaps the Valley Windworks... We didn't have any mythical beings to look for." You pout thinking how it would have been fun to chase that dream of seeing a rare pokemon as a child.
"I've heard Floaroma is beautiful during summer with all the flowers coming to life and blooming at the same time. I hope I get to see it one day."
"I can take you there if you'd like? I know exactly which time of the year is the best one for the flowers to bloom! And if we're lucky we get to see the roselias dance around the flower beds happily!" You tell him, already planning on when the best time to travel back home would be.
"I'd love that! Honestly I think we would make a good team traveling throughout the region together!" He admits shyly and you nod agreeing.
"We could see the world and perhaps you could help me when I practice for my contests as well! I always find it hard to figure things out when it's just me and my Pokémons working on it together." You tell him with a sigh.
The two of you continues to chat learning more and more about each other. You learn that Hongjoong has a friend who happens to also be a coordinator named Seonghwa and that they grew up together in Twinleaftown and left on their respective journeys around the same time. At first they had traveled together until they had decided they wanted to try traveling solo for a while to see how that would work out for them.
He tells you how he was actually scheduled to have a call with Seonghwa at the pokémoncenter but that he will probably have to call tomorrow instead.
"I just hope he won't be too worried that I didn't call him you know." He tells you as his shoulders sag lightly.
"I'm sure he will understand why you couldn't call him today. Things can come up when you're traveling the world alone and as long as we get there tomorrow and you can call him, then he won't be too worried." You assure him, patting his shoulder lightly.
"Yeah you're right about that. Thank you." He says earnestly, happy he could actually tell someone other than his pokémons about his worries.
To distract him a bit from what had him worried you proceed to tell him about the time you had by accident entered a cooking competition where you and your pokémons had to work together to create a dish which would be judged by the chefs in the village. Hongjoong had laughed loudly at that and asked how it went and you told him it was a disaster, your team which consisted of Piplup, who was too proud to realize he could not do everything he wanted and refused to back down, your then Misdreavus who kept on hiding behind you because she was so painfully shy around all these people watching you with curious eyes.
Mismagius had made an embarrassed noise at that, she was probably not overly fond having to remember that day and then of course your third and currently final pokemon on your team, Leafeon.
Leafeon was probably your biggest help as she cut up the veggies using her tail somehow but she was also at first not careful enough and had burned herself when she got too close to the fire. The contest had ended with you finishing last with a burnt meal and two pokemons you needed to nurse back to health after they had hurt themselves.
"Even if it was a disaster I had lots of fun actually. It was a good team bonding experience." You admit snickering at the memory of everyones shocked faces at the burnt dish you had so proudly presented them with.
"So your final Pokémon currently is a Leafeon?" He asks curiously and you nod.
"Yeah, I will let her out once we set camp and get ready for dinner." You mused.
"So is this story your way of telling me to do the cooking?" He jokes and you laugh loudly.
"I've become much better I promise but if it makes you feel better you can totally do the cooking." You say and the two of you joke back and forth for a while.
It is when you realize that the sun has almost set beyond the horizon that you two decide to stop and set up camp. The arrow Mismagius had conjured disappears as she allows herself to float around happily as you work on setting up your portable stove to cook some dinner. Piplup runs around checking the area curiously as Pachirisu follows him, probably to see if he can annoy Piplup some more.
"Is it okay if I let my other Pokémon's out as well?" Hongjoong asks and you let him know that he absolutely should as you let Leafeon out.
As Hongjoong throws up his pokéballs three new Pokémon's appear. A Riolu, a Snorunt and a Cranidos comes out and you marvel at his pokémons all of them looking so well cared for and happy to see their trainer.
All running up to greet him warmly.
"Oh wow you got such a variety! That's so cool and I've never seen a Cranidos before! Isn't that actually a fossil pokémon?" You ask as you stir the pot containing your food.
"Yeah it is, I found a skull fossil when I went to visit the Orburgh Mines and did some digging around there for fun and then at I think it was the museum they offered to revive it for me which I thought why not?" He told you as he petted said pokémons head.
"Oh wow that's amazing!" You marvel.
"Thank you."
"Ri-olu?" You hear next to you and that's when you notice his Riolu checking out the food you were cooking.
"It's almost done so if everyone get their bowls I will be able to serve food soon." You announce and suddenly you have all seven pokémon surrounding you holding their bowls eager to get some of the delicious smelling food.
Hongjoong laughs loudly at everyone's eager displays to get some food and jokingly runs to get his own bowl and get in line. You make sure to serve everyone including Hongjoong before filling up your own bowl and getting up to sit next to Hongjoong who is sitting near the crackling fire he had made earlier when you were setting up your camp.
"This is really cozy, I'm glad I ran into you earlier today." You mumble whilst blowing on your food to make sure it's not too hot before eating it.
"Me too, it's been a wild day today but I've enjoyed it so much and traveling together will be perhaps a little chaotic but fun." He admits before eating some of his food and making a pleased noise at the taste of it.
"This is great! I was a little worried after your story about the burnt food earlier but this is amazing." He tells you and you can feel your cheeks heating up.
"Oh it's nothing." You bashfully say trying to deny his praise but he shakes his head.
"No I'm serious it is great! You did such a good job!" He wouldn’t stop until you've agreed that yes you did a good job with the food.
“Thank you, it’s very sweet of you.”
The night sky is twinkling beautifully with stars and the moon is shining brightly above the two of you. Your Mismagius is floating around happily enjoying the night a lot as your other Pokémon’s start getting drowsy, most of them finding a place to lay down to sleep. You and Hongjoong makes sure to cover them all with blankets so they won’t get cold during the night before you both climb into your sleeping bags. You’ve placed them next to each other so you can easily communicate if needed.
Your friend Piplup wiggles into the sleeping bag so he can snuggle with you during the night, preferring the heat and the coziness of it all. Pachirisu does the same making sure he's on Hongjoongs stomach curled up nicely before promptly falling asleep.
“Goodnight Hongjoong, sweet dreams.” You mumble closing your eyes.
“Goodnight Y/n, sweet dreams.” Hongjoong mumbles back before falling asleep.
-the very next day at the Pokémon center-
“Finally you call! Do you know how worried I was when I called the Eterna city pokémon center five times at different times and you still hadn’t turned up there?!” Seonghwa berated Hongjoong through the screen of the tv and Hongjoong looked everywhere but at his friend who was scolding him harshly.
“Bun! Bun-neary!” Seonghwas partner Buneary was also on screen scolding him and Pachirisu and he let out a sigh before trying to explain.
“I’m sorry Seonghwa but we got lost, I couldn’t find my way out and then I bumped into my new friend here, Y/n!” He drags you into frame so Seonghwa can see you. “And they helped me out of the forest today! We got lost at first but then their Mismagius came and rescued the day.” He says and he can see Seonghwa relaxing a little bit.
“Okay fine but don’t do that again!”
“I won’t I promise I promise!” Hongjoong holds up his hands to show how serious he is and you decide to glance towards the tv to catch a glimpse of Hongjoongs friend and when you see him you gasp dramatically.
“Hongjoong you never told me you were friends with THEE Seonghwa!! He’s super famous in the contest world!!” You say before you turn to shake Hongjoong demanding answers how he could hide this from you.
You hadn’t understood that his Seonghwa was thee Pokémon coordinator Seonghwa that you were looking up to and Hongjoong tried to get in a word but he couldn’t due to how violently you were shaking him.
Seonghwa couldn’t help but laugh at the display he was seeing.
It served Hongjoong right for scaring him so much yesterday.
#☀️solaris reblogs#feedback🫶🏻#feedback✨#this made my morning when I quickly read it at 4:30 before going to work#also stay tuned for more Pokémon x ateez from me#I got at least four scenarios already forming in my head to flesh out#imma figure out the other three as well and put it into my drafts#ateez x reader#ateez imagines#ateez oneshot#ateez scenarios#ateez fluff#ateez
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How would Sun from your have you eaten au feel about hugs? He seems like he's so reserved and you mentioned that because he knows he's a robot he isn't very indulgent
But would he like hugs? Or could he warm up to them eventually?
(was chatting with @inkydoughnut the other day and i realized i never posted this comic woops 😂)
well well! Sun is no stranger to hugs! he doesn't usually initiate hugs, but he's used to receiving them from when he was a daycare attendant. he's never really learned when is a good time to pull back tho, so he often stays put until you pull back first:
Eclipse: Sun, we have dishes to wash.
Sun: You have 4 hands. And Moon.
#ask the crab#fnaf sun#fnaf eclipse#fnaf dca#dca fandom#Have You Eaten? AU#Sun Have You Eaten? AU#Eclipse Have You Eaten? AU#crab art#digital art#bright colours#i think he does like hugs though#it's one of those things where he only realizes he likes them in their absence#like if a customer were to hug Sun every day#if they suddenly stopped coming to the restaurant Sun would feel a little down#ough i can imagine the first time he got hugged by one of the kids at the daycare#he's seen kids hug Moon and Eclipse all the time#but the first time one hugs him#ough#he probably cherishes that memory#i've mentioned before physical touch isn't really how he communicates his care#but i think if he were in a relationship with someone who likes to hug and kiss him#he would try to take more initiative to reciprocate#“Do you like this?”#“Is this adequate?”#“I want to better understand what brings you joy.”#“Then perhaps I can better understand the effect you have on me.”
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colored a sketch from yesterday
#my art#pokemon#pmd oc#toto#chimichang#infernape#feraligatr#hero/partner#hero x partner#i actually rlly liked how the sketch turned out yesterday lol otherwise i woudln't have colored it#friend said this is what love looks like.. that made me so happy. it means a lot that ppl enjoy this art#even if it's not fully original? idgaf#like im glad ppl are like YAYYYY LOVE WINS and not WHYY ARE YOU DFAWING THESE POKEMON TOGETHER#it is kinda funny seeing it without context i suppose. technically there is no context actually. i havrn't fully Made it#but i enjoy them together so much. brings me joy personally#so comforting. idk. my type of relationship i guess HAHSHJS#my water/fire duo loving ass back when i was a kid would probably be eating my fanart up if she stumbled upon it#that's cute to think about <33#totochimi
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these 3 make me so Sillay i cant think about them for too long lest i succumb to my little thoughts
#violentine#twdg#the way these 3 entwine narratively....ough#trying to learn as much about minnie (and sophie) as i can theres not much its a lot of puzzle piecing#most of minnies character comes from her being clems foil#its hard to figure out what kind of person she truly was before being taken#i need to like write a breakdown or something she is so nebulous to me (oops i wrote the breakdown)#the minnie we see in the cells has Definitely been broken. but i think a lot of aspects about her personality arent all that changed#all of her actions come from fear so its warped her. but her motivations i think are still the same as they were. protect the ericson kids#part of me thinks she mightve agreed with marlons decision to give them up. sacrificing herself to keep tenn and the rest safe#like i wonder if thats something she would be strong enough to do but she also kills her sister so..she def has the ability to do hard stuf#but now she believes that the best way to keep them safe is to bring them to the delta. as long as you obey youll be fine..so they say...OR#shes a coward who murdered her twin sister to save herself and now she needs to justify her actions by bringing the others to the delta#maybe thats the change. her perception of saving the others has been warped. she saved herself by giving up#and is trying to force the others to do the same#clems 'you gave up minerva. i never will' pretty much exemplifies this idea#pre delta minnie was probably even more like clem than she already is. but vi's line about her not liking killing walkers stands out to me#like..was she afraid? i wouldnt think so. did she have some james-esque philosophy of them? ehh. was she just That Nice or whatever?#wouldnt hurt a fly? i can see it. the twins brought the kids a lot of joy and peace and it really impacted all of them when they 'died'#but we also know there existed Some level of tension in her and violets relationship so things werent Perfect. they never danced...#'couldnt stand to talk to people let alone play class president' to me sounds like minnie didnt like violets withdrawn attitude#and probably wanted her to step up more. be more active in the group. the animosity coming from her just not believing vi could change#minnie says she knows vi wouldve come for her if she knew what really happened so its not like she had Zero faith in her#im under the suspicion that violet graffitid the fishing shack. 'listen before its too late' makes me 👀 i think minnie wanted her to change#and instead vi withdrew out of guilt. blaming herself for their deaths...until clem showed up..minnies foil....#and clem DOES inspire change in violet. so much so she quickly slips into the empty leadership position. keeping them in line in the chaos#its too late to save minnie but she can still try to save the others.. saved vi agreeing with clems goals but taken vi agreeing with minnie#whoops i hit the 30 tags limit.........................#wip
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Baka and Test fan spotted! /pos
Hideyoshi was such a gender for me back in the day, saw a cute hc that he and his sister are twins but he's trans
Also the intro is a banger
I know /pos is Positive but god damn if there isn't a worse call out than Baka and Test fan.
Anyway I'm a hardcore Toshimitus Kubo defender he's one of my favorite characters of all time like I'm talking Top 5 Fictional Character's ever and I would kill everyone on this hell site and then myself if anything happened to him
#Baka and Test#It's such a big comfort show to me it brings me so much joy#It's probably the worst anime I've ever seen#Anyway Hideyoshi and Yuuko ARE twins? That's canon.#I guess you meant like. Identical rather than Faternal?#Anyway I disagree Hideyoshi is a Cis Man#And YUUKO is Transgender!#But I do adore every Trans and NB person who latched onto him in their youth#What a time to be alive#Also both intros and all the outros go stupid hard would agree
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everytime i think about thistle and like. my blog and stuff, i kinda ponder what itd be like to have white hair. and longer hair too
#i have no idea what happened but apparently hes my appearance goal now#i dont know if id look GOOD with white hair but as a friend said. i gotta experiment and have fun#anythings better than sticking with this look i hardly have control over anyway#cataclysmic ranting#i dont think my parents would like me dying my hair something unnatural which sucks#ill try my chances after i graduate because atleast then ill be around an audience that really wont give a shit (the general public)#i really like thinking about this kinda stuff. it feels like self-discovery but not quite that so#i wonder how euphoric itll feel when i do get to change my appearance. i feel kinda giddy about that now#i just. dont know how hair works so im not confident about understanding how to get it long like that but yeah??#i think dunmeshi unironically changed me for the greater-better dude.#maybe i should ask some people of contact about hair. like my mutuals here or my friends on discord. they know way more than me cause#i know shitass nothing….#like its not even an urge to cosplay thistle its just. the urge that he influences the solution toward dysphoria#idk if its dysphoria because im not actively shunning or hating it but ill call it that for simplicitys sake#i think itd bring so much joy to my life though#id probably use that as a marking point for genderfluidity cause i like that a lot. being called a little bit of both :)#im tlaking too much
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The school of good and evil but make it sterek
#oh noooo#scott getting dropped off in the evil school because of his shallow ideas of good#this being a more nuanced examination of Scott’s morality than the actual show#stiles gets to be a Prince#poor guy would be so confused#holding a sword and accidentally stabbing the teacher probably#his arrow would fly true#ly to wherever it felt like going#he just hits his mark in a roundabout way#or he's too afraid to shoot#and Derek#Derek’s over there as what#tedros???#omg#prince derek whose mother is basically werewolf king arthur#and whose sisters are also at the school harassing the hell out of him because Laura and Cora bring me joy#or not idk how serious i want this to get#oh no#true love's kiss is broship#sciles brotp#except scott in the school of evil#hmmmm#teen wolf#sterek
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Hm.
#vent#tw vent#vent in the tags#screaming in the void#okay so.#I know I don't post regularly#and maybe it's because I switch fandoms a lot but#I just wish my art would be reblogged more#and I know that it's silly and I'm probably being annoying by saying this#but it just feels really discouraging for me to post something and get a maximum of 7 notes - if I'm lucky - most if not all of which#are likes. and don't get me wrong!! I really appreciate the likes! it's good and I'm glad you like my art!!#but this site lives off of reblogs - sharing things that you like onto your own blog so that others who could potentially also like this#can find it and share it perhaps onto their blogs#if there are only likes then nobody else gets to see it and it eventually fades into the background and get lost.#I tried reblogging my own art from a while ago cuz I thought maybe that would help but. it didn't change anything. it's still all likes#if any engagement happens at all. it's frustrating because it makes me feel like what I post isn't worth being shared.#like it's not good enough. which I know! realistically is not the case but! that doesn't stop me from feeling like it#I don't know what I'm trying to say with this. I'm not trying to force anyone or guilt trip them into reblogging#of course not. no one is obligated to do anything I just. wish more people reblogged my art because yea. I *draw* for myself#but I do *post* it with the intention of it being seen and appreciated by others#that it might bring them as much joy seeing it as it did me creating it#I'm just tired#if you've read this far thank you. I really appreciate you. I love you and I hope you have a really good day <3
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As it turns out, there are still few things that make me as happy as posting a fic/chapter hour(s) past midnight, switching off my laptop and basking in the glow of my silly little creation the next morning at work. <3 I will not be depriving myself of it again.
#rant in the tags so probably ignore those#I spent so long thinking that if maybe I pushed myself just a little more I would finally find Peace#but I did push myself past any limits for other people - the majority of them not deserving it but denanding it of me - and all I got of it#was misery and lack of any joy in life#so going forward I will not be doing that#I will be doing things that bring me joy and that I'm looking forward to#it really takes being pushed to the absolute limits of what you can take to realise that people are right#and you can't hate yourself into being a person you love#and that led to the realisation that I don't need to hate myself at all#because now I have people in my life who want to hear what I have to say without treating it as a nuisance#or some sort of blabbered out insanity#it's a little bittersweet; realising it could have always been like this#but it is now#and that's opened for me the possibility to go back to doing things I was depriving myself from because I was wasting all my energy#on trying to please my way into the approval of people who will never give it to me#just like they haven't since I was a child#so essentially fuсkallthat#I'm enjoying myself again#personal shit#fanfic#rant#just in the tags but still
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Platonic sebezra, circus au?
Oh-ho-ho I did NOT expect this prompt to take root the way it did. Ahem. But here's a little ficlet that doesn't even begin to touch the depths of brain rot you've given me
“You’re the new tightrope walker, right?”
Sabine didn’t look up from lacing up her shoes as she replied, “Looks like it.”
This wasn’t where she’d expected to be— a circus in the middle of nowhere, barely breaking even. Clearly, it wasn’t as popular as it used to be. Everything made that clear, from the worn out waistcoat that the ringmaster had been wearing when he hired her and the threadbare costumes hanging on a rack near her, to the fact that the tent was still nearly empty, and it was fifteen minutes until show time.
But she’d gotten stuck, and she needed the money. And luckily, she was good at more than one thing. Tightrope walking would be easy.
Rising, she turned towards the arena— and froze, coming face to face with a lion.
Her instinct was to scream, her second to run or fight. But instead, Sabine deliberately tensed her muscles, feeling the panic race through her, silently counting to five. When she reached five, she let out a long exhale, then lifted an eyebrow at the orange clad boy standing behind the lion.
“Let me guess,” she said. “Lion tamer?”
He grinned. “How’d you guess?” With a quick whistle, he called the lion back, and it settled next to him, looking like nothing so much as an over large cat. “I’m Ezra, and this is Jasmine.”
“Sabine. This how you greet all your new coworkers?”
Shrugging, Ezra said, “Only the ones who can handle it. And it looked like you could. Besides, it’s a good test of who’s going to stick around.”
Sabine had no intention of sticking around. This job would, hopefully, get her enough money to make it to her next destination, and then she would move on.
But for now, she just nodded. “Looks like I passed.”
“Looks like it,” Ezra said with a grin. “Welcome to Circus Spectres.”
#thanks for the ask!!#star wars rebels#swr#sabine wren#ezra bridger#writing stories is a kind of magic too#YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE WAY MY BRAIN LATCHED ONTO THIS#listen. they're a struggling circus because they owe people money but they're still trying to inspire wonder and hope and joy#and do what they love#ryder azadi is the ringmaster (the last place he worked didn't survive and there are all kinds of rumors but the spectres took him anyways)#and kanan is a fire eater (partially because. reasons. and partially because of my childhood obsession with dustfinger)#and hera is a trick rider! and zeb is the trapeze artist (who used to have a partner that died and now he refuses to work with anyone else)#and sabine would help them bring life back to this place and ANYWAYS#i have a shocking amount of ideas about this au and backstory#and how everyone here is lost or broken but they all wound up together#(probably thanks to hera)#like i said. a LOT of thoughts#*whispers to myself* don't lose self control and write more don't lose self control and write more#so uh. if anyone wants to send me another prompt. and they don't know what au to choose#you probably shouldn't enable me like that#I DIGRESS#swr circus au
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