#request 1480

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Could you please write some isaac lahey fluff, maybe about reader wearing his sweater?

I'm so excited to write for Teen Wolf again. Thank you so much for requesting this, I hope its to your liking! Masterlist Word count: 1480

It’s easy to forget that even in Beacon Hills, California the weather gets colder during the winter. So easy that you’re now sitting in class shivering and struggling to focus on whatever Coach is saying. You pull the sleeves of your sweater down to cover your hands before rubbing them over your hands, trying to warm yourself up.

After a few more seconds of trying to warm yourself something in the corner of your eye grabs your attention. You turn slightly to see it’s a cardigan being handed to you by Isaac. You’re not that close to him even if you wish you were, you mostly got to know him when he became friends with Scott. But even then, you were too shy to actually try and get to know him better.

You hesitantly move to take the cardigan before smiling softly at him. All he does in response is wink at you before turning back towards the front of the class. Holding the sweater in your hands you feel how soft it is, you recognize it as well. It’s a long grey and black striped cardigan. You recall it being his favourite with how often he wears it.

Finally, you put it on, instantly feeling a lot warmer. The sleeves fall past your hands which makes you roll them up. When you look back up you see Isaac staring at you, a soft smile resting on his lips and his cheeks tinted a soft pink. You smile back at him before finally focusing on whatever Coach is going on about this time.

After an incredibly boring 40 minutes class is finally over. You quickly rush to grab your stuff so you can make it on time for your next class on the other side of the building. You barely make it on time, plopping down in your seat next to Lydia. “Did you run here?” she asks looking at you with a raised eyebrow. “Basically, I don’t know who made my schedule but when I found them-” she interrupts you, pointing at what you’re wearing “is that Isaac’s cardigan?”.

Shocked you look down; you completely forgot you were wearing his cardigan. “I-uh, yeah. I was cold during class, so he lent it to me. I completely forgot to give it back.” You explain while Lydia just stares at you with a smug look on her face. “He just happened to notice you were cold and offered you his favourite cardigan?”

Your cheeks start to feel warm; you shake your head while playing with edge of the cardigan. “I’m sure it didn’t mean anything to him, he was just being friendly I’m sure” you reason. She clearly doesn’t agree as she just shakes her head right as the teacher walks in.

Classes are finally over for today causing you and Lydia to walk back to your lockers with excitement. The group is going over to Scott’s place to hang out for the rest of the day. When you arrive at your lockers the others are already waiting on you. Stiles is leaning against the locker next to yours with Scott next to him, they’re talking to Allison about something. You quickly open your locker, stuffing your books into it. “Is that a new cardigan?” Allison asks confused, pointing at it. You don't get a chance to respond before a different voice responds, “It’s mine actually.”

You quickly turn around, and behind you is Isaac, leaning against the locker next to you, similar to Stiles. He smiles at you before asking, “I hope it kept you warm?” Your brain takes a moment to catch up before you respond, nodding “Yes, yes it did thank you! I’m sorry for running off with it, i had to run to make it to my next class and I just completely forgot about it.” Your cheeks are heating up again as he looks down at you, eating up your every word.

He shakes his head softly “Nah don't worry about it, you look better in it anyway. Wouldn’t want you to freeze either” he says before standing up normally “are we leaving?” He asks nodding towards the exit. There’s a moment of silence before Scott speaks up and we leave to go to his place for the scheduled hangout.

While making your way to Scott’s place Allison and Lydia hang in the back with you. “So, what was that about?” Allison asks smiling. You shrug “I have no idea-” “he clearly likes you” Lydia interrupts. You push her softly before shushing her. “Maybe don’t talk about it so loudly?” you say with wide eyes, glancing at Isaac hoping he didn’t hear anything with his heightened senses.

Lydia simply rolls her eyes while Allison puts her arm around your shoulders. “Why don’t you just ask?” You stare at Allison for a moment before replying, “Are you actually insane? Do you need medical help?” She laughs before shaking her head “You won’t know until you ask.” You sigh softly, looking at the ground “What if he doesn’t like me like that? It would just get awkward between us.” “But what if he does” Lydia responds, she’s smiling softly at you, a comforting look in her eyes. “You can’t let this opportunity go to waste just because you’re scared.”

You take a breath before nodding “I’ll talk to him about it later.” The two girls smile at you until Stiles interrupts the sweet moment “Can you guys walk any slower?”

Stiles is terrible at Mario Kart, that much is clear by the fact that he’s lost 3 times in a row. He still refuses to give up, convinced that he’ll one the next round against Scott. You stopped playing after the 2nd round, your head started to hurt from how loud Stiles screams when playing. Lydia and Allison are sitting on the sofa watching Scott and Isaac absolutely kick Stiles’ ass in the game. Even after another round of losing Stiles is convinced he can win so he goes up against Scott once more. This time Isaac doesn’t play, similarly he complains his head is starting to hurt. “I’m not even that loud!” Stiles retorts, or more so yells. “Yes, you are” all of us reply in turn.

You’re still laughing when Isaac walks up to you, crouching so only you can hear him. “Could we talk for a moment?” He asks looking up at you. You nod briefly, wondering what on earth he would have to say to you in private. “Of course,” you stand up before following him to the kitchen, moving to sit on the countertop with him leaning against the kitchen table.

The both of you stay silent for a moment, tension high in the air. “So, what did you want to talk about?” You ask softly, playing with the hem of his cardigan that you’re still wearing. It takes another moment for him to respond, “You know, when I first met you, I was wondering why on earth you were even talking to me. I was an absolute nobody, I barely had any friends, and I wasn’t doing great in lacrosse.” He sighed before continuing “After Derek bit me I was convinced I could finally ask you out. That you would finally want me like I have wanted you. But even then, I was too scared, I couldn’t get myself to tell you how I felt.”

He moved closer to you, his hand moving to cover your cheek before softly caressing it. “But today I finally had the guts to make a move, and when I saw how adorable you looked with my cardigan on, I knew I had to tell you. But then you ran out of class, and I missed my chance. So, I’m telling you now because I’m not missing another chance.”

He moves even closer, your knees pressing against his legs. He tilts his head down to look into your eyes before he speaks once more “I really like you-” he laughs softly “Honestly, I think I might be in love with you.” You can’t hold back your smile; your hands move to rest on his chest when you ask if he’s being serious. He nods, his head dropping down to rest against yours. “I feel the same way” you laugh, “I was too scared to say anything.” The two of you laugh for a moment. Finding the fact that both of you felt the same way but were just too scared to say anything incredibly stupid.

“Then, could I ask for the honour of being yours?” He asks, smiling at you, his cheeks painted an adorable red. You quickly nod in response, smiling before finally kissing him. His hands move to hold your face, the two of you enjoying the moment until you are once again interrupted by Stiles screaming in victory as he finally wins a game. 

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"dance recital" - hotch x mom!reader!

your family attends your daughter's dance recital

1480 words, domestic family fluff

cw: none? unless u hate kids then don't read this xD

a/n: i am looking at requests and actually have a couple of them started! inspiration just struck and i needed dance dad hotch xD plz keep sending requests i love getting them

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Lizzy had been practicing for weeks, at home, in the car on the way to school, even in the waiting room at the dentist’s office. If there was a free moment, she was up on her toes, practicing her dance routine.

When she turned four, she was so excited to sign up for dance class, and now her very first recital is later today. She takes it very seriously, and you attribute that entirely to her hardworking father. 

You’re standing in the kitchen, packing the picnic lunch you’ll be sharing as a family after her recital in the park. PB&J, no crusts, for Jack. Even though he’s nearly ten and he should be eating his crusts, you can’t help but to baby him a little. He’s been such a good big brother to Lizzy. You were anxious about that when you were pregnant with her, since Jack was so used to being the only kid. And there would always be the looming presence of Haley and the family he was a part of before you came along.

But Lizzy became the center of Jack’s world when she was born. He’s so doting and always playing with her, from when she was an infant to now. 

Nutella and peanut butter sandwich for Lizzy, because she has a sweet tooth just like her mother. Turkey and cheese for you and Aaron. “D’you want mayo, honey?” You call out to wherever Aaron is in the house. He was in the living room just a few minutes ago, but with your two crazy kiddos, he could have ended up anywhere. 

“Just the mayo, no honey,” Aaron jokes and nearly makes you jump as he enters the kitchen, padding silently behind you despite being the largest person in the house. Must be that fancy tactical FBI stealth training. 

He stops at the counter, leaning against it and facing you. Your eyes meet his and his voice is low when he speaks to you. “You need to make a big deal out of this,” he prefaces, nodding to the doorway. You don’t fully know what he’s talking about, but you understand enough, so you set your butter knife down and turn around to face the doorway. Aaron makes a drumroll on his thigh. “Come on in, kids!” 

Jack enters first, in a bright orange t-shirt that is definitely a size too big. Written in blue, puffy fabric paint, no doubt by Jack himself, are the words PROUD BIG BRO. Jack’s also holding Lizzy’s hand, escorting her into the kitchen. She’s in her violet tutu and has her hair up in two haphazardly pulled-back pigtails that could only be described as the work of her father. She’s walking on her tiptoes, with her free hand arched up in a semicircle shape, mimicking all the ballerinas in her books. 

You’re beaming, and take the sight in silently for a moment before bursting into uproarious (for one woman) applause. “You guys look so great!” You exclaim, grinning at the kids, and then back at your husband. He’s got this sly look on his face and you want to smooch it off. “When did you make this shirt?” You ask Jack, stepping forward and grabbing his face with both of your hands. You kiss his forehead and ruffle his hair.

“Dad and I did it while you were at the store last night,” Jack explains. 

“I love it, baby,” you tell Jack, and he beams. You stroke the apples of his cheeks with your thumbs before releasing him. 

Lizzy lets go of her brother’s hand and leaps for you. “My big girl is all dolled up for her first recital,” You lift her up, hugging her close. “Did Daddy do your hair for you?” you ask.

“Yes! He sang our song and I didn’t cry!” she says. You always sing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star to Lizzy while you brush her hair because she’s very tender-headed. It makes your heart soar to learn that Aaron did it, too. 

“I’m so proud of you!” You kiss Lizzy’s face all over until she squeals and wriggles to get away. “Why don’t you guys go play in the living room for a little bit, and we’ll get going soon,” you suggest. Jack races Lizzy into the living room, leaving you and Aaron in the kitchen alone. 

“You did her hair,” you say as you smirk up at Aaron. 

“Yeah, I know. It's not as good as when you do it,” he settles back against the counter and you roll your eyes. He’s holding his palms out, wiggling his digits. “I’ve got sausage fingers, and she cries if you pull the twist-tie too hard. It’s heartbreaking.” 

“And you made a shirt with Jack,” you say, ignoring his self-deprecation. Your smirk has turned into a full-force, Category Five Grin. 

Aaron realizes what you’re doing as you inch a little closer. He takes your wrist delicately, tugging you toward him, and you kiss his lips three times in succession, each a quick thank-you for all he’s done. “You’re the one driving her to classes twice a week,” Aaron deflects. “And Jack to school, and to soccer practice, and doing all the shopping and-“

“Aaron,” you roll your eyes in warning. You hate when he butters you up like this. You’re just doing your job, just like he is when he’s away on cases. 

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop,” he holds his hands up in defense, and you snatch them like they’re precious jewels. You kiss him again, this one longer and lingering. 

You finish packing your family’s lunch into the cooler. Lizzy’s recital is at a small amphitheater in the park, and after you drop her off with her teacher backstage, you and your boys find a good spot on the green to set up your picnic blanket. 

Aaron makes this small grunt when he squats to sit down on the ground and you hold back a snicker. Jack does not read the room and calls him an old man. 

You’re giggling as you sit down, Aaron tugging you to sit between his legs. You affectionately run your hand through Jack’s hair a few times before the first class comes up onto the stage. 

You watch the first class, and the second, clapping politely. Then, the four-and-five-year-olds are announced, and you are on your feet immediately. You hear a bit of rustling and Jack and Aaron are standing up, too. You grin when you see Lizzy with the other little kids, holding the hands of the boy in front of her and the girl behind her as they all walk in a line. 

Their dance is simplistic and whimsical and joyful, set to a light, poppy tune that makes you think of spring. You’re grinning and watching Lizzy float across the stage. She’s not the most graceful, but she hits every move at the right time.

You hear rustling behind you and turn over your shoulder to see Aaron and Jack subtly performing the dance with the class. They’re not moving nearly as dedicatedly as the group on stage, but they’re helping Lizzy from the audience. It’s so sweet you want to cry. 

When Lizzy’s group is finished, the three of you on the lawn explode in applause. Aaron wolf-whistles behind you and Jack is cheering, “that’s my sister!” 

After the other classes go, you’re allowed to head back and pick up Lizzy. She’s giggling with the other kids in her class, but she freezes and grins like it’s Christmas morning when she sees you. 

“Mommy!” she squeals, and runs to you. You lift her up off the ground in a hug and spin her around, before passing her off to Aaron. He does the same thing. “Dizzy! Dizzy!” She’s squealing, and Aaron finally sets her down. 

“Dizzy Lizzy, huh?” Aaron teases, running his thumb and his forefinger down one of her pigtails. “You did so good, sweet girl!” He was never the best at baby-talking to Lizzy, but now that she’s a little girl, he speaks to her so excitedly and she always beams when she learns her father is proud of her. 

“You got the leap at the right part!” Jack exclaims proudly, and you watch as Lizzy hugs her big brother. 

You point out the picnic blanket with the cooler and tell Jack to take Lizzy ahead to it. Jack loves being responsible, so he takes Lizzy by the hand and leads her towards your family’s setup. 

Hanging back with Aaron, you look up at him and brush his dark hair off his forehead. “You learned her dance?” you ask with a small smirk on your face. 

Aaron’s dark eyes gaze into yours and he wraps an arm around your shoulders, tugging you close to him. “She was doing it every chance she got,” he shrugs, like it’s totally no big deal. “You’re telling me you don’t have it memorized?”  

[steddieficfind]

Hello! I've been trying to find a steddie one shot that I remember reading on ao3. It was modern setting, and set at a concert that Eddie's band was playing. Steve bumps into Eddie before the concert. I think they talk about being in high school together, but Steve doesn't realise Eddie is performing. Eddie then laments about his crush on a straight boy on stage, but Robin shouts out that Steve is Bi, or something along those lines.

It was a fun fic so I'd appreciate any help in finding it again! Thanks :)

Request 1480! Send us an ask if you recognize this fic!

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Bound By Survival

Request: Yes / No Hi there! Would you please write an Alicia Clarke FTWD request where she finds reader, who is like a year or so younger than her and she becomes like an older sister like figure to reader? Anon

Don’t be shy, request things! <3 Have a nice day/night

Alicia Clark x Fem!(Platonic)Reader 

Word count: 1480

Warnings: Shooting people, injuries, abandoned

Y/N: Your Name 

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*Alicia’s POV*

I was used to the harshness of the world. After everything I had seen, my family torn apart, my brother dying, and other deaths that had come with every turn. I learned to keep my guard up. But as the months dragged on, I also learned the importance of family, even if it wasn’t blood-related. My family had been lost, but in a world full of death, people could still be found. 

It was a warm, yet eerie morning when I found Y.N. I was out scavenging with the group when I noticed the faint sound of someone crying from behind an overturned car. At first, I thought it might be a trap, some walker luring me in with the sounds of a vulnerable person. But I couldn’t just ignore it. The sound was too raw, too human. 

Cautiously, I approached, my rifle held tight and ready. It was when I turned the corner that I saw her. A girl no older than seventeen or eighteen, huddled in a corner with her back against the car, shaking, her clothes ragged, and dirt smudged across her face. Her eyes were red, tears streaking down her cheeks as she stared into nothing, consumed by grief. I paused for a moment, scanning the area for any threats. When I didn’t spot anything, I lowered my weapon slightly and knelt down a few feet away from her. 

“Hey.” I said gently, my voice soft, trying not to startle her. 

“It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.” She flinched at first, then slowly looked up. Her face was filled with fear, but there was something else in her eyes, something I could recognize. It was a mixture of pain, loneliness, and exhaustion. The same thing I had seen in so many others before her, but somehow, it hurt more seeing it in someone so young. 

“I… I thought I was alone…” She whispered, her voice trembling. 

“I don’t know what to do anymore.” My heart softened and I instinctively moved a little closer, but not too close to invade her space. 

“I’m not gonna leave you alone.” I said firmly but with warmth in my voice. 

“You don’t have to be alone. You’re safe now.” Her eyes darted between me and the area around us, still unsure, still scared. But I was persistent. 

“Look, I’m not much older than you.” I continued. 

“I know it’s hard, but you don’t have to go through this alone anymore. You can stay with me, with my group. We’ll keep you safe.” There was a long pause as she looked at me, as if unsure of what to do with the kindness being offered. Finally, she wiped her tears away and nodded, just a little, almost as if testing the waters. 

“What’s your name?” I asked, offering her a hand. 

“Y/N, you?” She asked as she hesitantly took it.

“Alicia, come on. We’re gonna get you somewhere safe.” 

Over the next few weeks, Y/N and I spent more time together. I took on a sort of protective role, something I wasn’t sure I was able to offer anyone anymore. I showed Y/N how to survive, how to shoot, how to forage, and how to stay alert. But it wasn’t just about survival. I found myself opening up in ways I hadn’t with anyone in a long time. I listened to Y/N’s story, the pain of losing her family and being left behind. Y/N, too, started opening up, though it was slow. 

I became like a sister to her. Someone who could offer guidance, but also give her the space to process. There were nights when we stayed up late talking about our pasts, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing. I would tell Y/N about Nick, and how I used to be a different person before the world fell apart. I’d talk about my Mother, Madison, and how we both learned to keep fighting. 

And Y/N, in turn, slowly began to trust me more, to feel like she wasn’t completely alone in the world. She would joke around with me, mock me, or challenge me in ways that made me smile, even when I was at my lowest. There was something about Y/N’s presence that brought back a sense of family for me, even in a broken world. In many ways, I became the older sister Y/N needed. And I realized I had a family again, one that wasn’t bound by blood, but by a shared fight to survive and protect those we loved. 

It was a relatively quiet day, at least by the standards of this world. Y/N and I had gone out on another supply run, sticking to the outskirts of an abandoned town. The buildings were worn down, vines creeping up their sides, windows shattered, and doors left hanging open. It was a ghost town, the only signs of life being the occasional walker aimlessly roaming the streets. I had started trusting Y/N more on these runs. She was learning fast, quicker than I expected. But I still kept a watchful eye, already ready to step in if something went wrong. And of course, something did. 

We were inside what used to be a small pharmacy, searching through shelves that had already been picked clean long ago. I was rummaging through a cabinet when I heard the shuffle of footsteps, too heavy, too deliberate to be a walker. 

Then I heard Y/N gasp. 

I spun around just as a man lunged at her, grabbing her by the arm and yanking her back. My heart dropped, and in that split second, I took in the situation. He wasn’t alone. There were at least two others in the store, their faces hardened, eyes hungry- not for food, but for power. 

Raiders. 

Y/N struggled in the man’s grip, trying to twist away, but he held tight.

“Well, look what we have here.” He sneered. 

“Couple of strays.” I didn’t hesitate. My rifle was up in an instant, aimed directly at his head. 

“Let her go.” I ordered, my voice low and dangerous. He smirked, clearly amused. 

“Now, now… no need to be hasty. We were just-” I didn’t give him the chance to finish. 

The crack of the gunshot echoed through the store as I pulled the trigger, hitting him square in the forehead. Blood sprayed, and his body dropped instantly. Y/N stumbled back, free from his grasp, just as chaos erupted. The other two raiders drew their weapons, one raising a pistol while the other charged at me with a knife. I dodged to the side, barely avoiding the swing of the blade. I heard Y/N scramble behind me, her breathing heavy with panic. 

“Get down!” I shouted. She obeyed, dropping behind the counters as I fired again, hitting the gunman in the chest. He staggered but didn’t go down immediately. Before he could react, I fired a second shot, finishing him off. 

The last guy, the one with the knife, lunged again, and this time I wasn’t fast enough. Pain exploded in my side as the blade slashed across my ribs. I let out a sharp gasp, the sting white-hot and searing. But I didn’t let it slow me down. With all the strength I had, I slammed the butt of my rifle into his face, sending him crashing to the floor. Before he could get up, Y/N, eyes wide with terror but filled with determination, grabbed a nearby metal pipe and swung it with everything she had. The sickening crack of impact rang out as the raider collapsed, unmoving. 

Silence followed. 

I staggered, pressing a hand on my side. My fingers came away slick with blood. 

“Alicia!” Y/N rushed over, panic in her voice. 

“You’re bleeding… oh God… okay, okay, we need to get you out of here.” 

“I’m fine.” I gritted out, but the dizziness creeping in told me otherwise. 

Y/N didn’t listen, thankfully. She wrapped an arm around me, supporting my weight as we hurried out of the store, my vision blurring slightly. We made it back to our safe house just before my legs nearly gave out. Y/N moved quickly, helping me onto the couch before running to grab supplies. My breaths were shallow, the pain radiating, but I forced myself to stay conscious. 

“You saved me…” She murmured as she knelt beside me, hands trembling as she pressed a bandage against my wound. I let out a weak chuckle. 

“That’s what big sisters do, right?” Her eyes softened, and for the first time since I met her, I saw something deeper, something that reminded me of the bond I once shared with Nick. Y/N wasn’t just another survivor. She was family. And as long as I was breathing, I’d protect her. 

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[gingerjunhan]

Hello! First of all Merry Christmas, I hope that next year will be a good year for you and nothing bad will happen.

Can I please request ot6 reaction to having their first sleepover at your place and sharing bed with you for the first time? I'm craving some giggly cute fluff 🥹

Also can I be your 🌱 anon?

☆�� hiii 🌱anon!! So sorry this took a while, writers block hit me pretty hard :( so if there’s something you aren’t happy with please let me know! Thank you so much for the well wishes, and I hope your year had a wonderful start! 🩷🩷

word count: 1480 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: written during very bad writers block, reader has a “girls night” w/ Gunil, sex joke (not about reader!) w/ Gunil, swearing, eating, bad family dynamics? (mentioned), Jooyeon’s is a lil angsty?, not really proofread (shocker!), lmk if I missed something!

goo gunil

You had asked Gunil to spend the night at your house one Friday night once you were both done at work for the day. You joked that it could be a stereotypical “girls night,” including face masks, cheesy movies, gossip about your coworkers (probably more your coworkers than his)- the whole nine yards. You seemed excited, so he said yes. It was a great time, filling him in on all the workroom gossip and having him eat it up.

“I’m telling you, Gunil,” you told him over a plate of takeout, “I wouldn’t be shocked if she was sleeping with our boss.”

“No way,” he gasps. “That bitch!”

It was the perfect, relaxing and fun night you both needed. When it finally came time for the both of you to go to bed, that’s when Gunil started to panic. You were in your bedroom, changing into pajamas, and Gunil was mentally giving himself a pep-talk in the bathroom. It won’t be that awkward! It’ll be fine! You guys have cuddled in bed together before, so this is no different! It’s okay!

Gunil shook off (more like, repressed) the last of his nerves and made his way back to your bedroom. You were climbing into bed as he walked through the door, and once you threw your arms open for him, Gunil felt his nerves melt away for good. He quickly made his way over to your bed, bringing you into his embrace as well, getting ready to have a well earned night of rest.

kim jungsu

After a bad storm blew in while Jungsu was over at your place for the day, you insisted that he spend the night. He tried to put up a fight, saying that it wouldn’t be necessary, but you insisted.

“It’s not safe for you to go out in that storm. You’re staying here and that’s final.”

It wasn’t like you were unprepared for his stay- you had stolen enough of his clothes that supply him with at least three other outfits, and your bed was plenty big enough to sleep the both of you. Again, he tried to put up a fight, insisting that he would sleep on the couch. You basically laughed in his face when you refused. You were honestly glad the storm came through when it did. You’ve been wanting to ask Jungsu to spend the night for a while, but wasn’t sure if he would want to do it. The storm gave you an excuse.

Jungsu felt the same way, but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. Since dating you, Jungsu always made sure to have some sort of plushie or pillow to hold on to, always wishing you were next to him instead. So, when the two of you finally decided to turn in for the night, you welcomed each other with open arms. It was a little strange at first since neither of you wanted to make the other uncomfortable- but soon enough you both fell into a very comfortable sleep.

kwak jiseok

When you had invited Jiseok over to spend the night, he was practically vibrating with excitement. Jiseok would spend every minute of every day with you if he could- and now he can!! He was going to come over for dinner, stay the night, and then you guys were going to go out for a cute little breakfast date in the morning.

When you both made your way to bed, Jiseok was the first to be ready. When you returned to your room, Jiseok faced you with a teasing smirk.

“Who’s this little guy?”

A well-loved plushie was now being held by its scruff in Jiseok’s hand as he let out a chuckle. He found the fact that it was a little yellow duck to be very endearing. You felt yourself blush.

“Don’t hold him like that!” You quickly grabbed the plushie from Jiseok, “You’ll hurt him.” With a frown, you took the plushie into your arms and crawled into bed, Jiseok following closely behind you. He found your need to parent your plushie to be cute, and he let you know by giving you an apology for a kiss on the cheek.

When the two of you finally got settled, Jiseok made sure to hold you close to him- even if there was a plushie squished in between you.

oh seungmin

Showing up at each other's homes unannounced wasn’t uncommon between you and Seungmin. However, tonight was a little different.

It was around 10:00 when you heard a knock at your door, and when you found Seungmin on the other side, you gave him a confused look.

“You’re here late.”

“We unexpectedly got the day off and… I missed you,” he admitted into the cold air outside your door. “May I come in?”

You welcomed Seungmin into your home with open arms- quite literally. Seungmin had been working a lot recently, so you hadn’t seen him in a while. You threw your arms around him in a tight embrace, and that’s when you noticed his backpack.

You chuckled, “What’s with the bag?”

“Since it’s already late I figured I’d be here a while, so I brought some stuff in case. Is that okay?”

Your eyes lit up and you practically dragged Seungmin back into your bedroom, tossing him down on the mattress and jumping on top of him. He let out a laugh as you both got comfortable. He knew that you had been missing him, so he figured a nice, long, extended cuddle session was exactly what you both needed right now. Although, there was no use in Seungmin bringing his things. You almost didn’t let him out of your grasp when he said he was going to change into pajamas.

han hyeongjun

Hyeongjun had been waiting anxiously for this day to arrive. He was finally going to be spending the night at your place, and he was nervous to say the least.

The evening started off simple. You had made a small dinner together and watched it over a new show you both had planned on starting. It was all going well until Hyeongjun saw you starting to yawn.

“Sleepy?” He gently ran a hand up and down your back. You nodded.

“I think I’m gonna go to bed soon,” you admitted.

At this, Hyeongjun’s cheeks went pink, and he hoped you didn’t notice. After a short while, you went back to your room to start your nighttime routine, telling him that he could come join you if he wanted. He nodded his head and swallowed hard.

He walked into your room as you picked out your pajamas, and he was quick to stop you.

“Hey! Is that my shirt?” He quickly came over to you and examined your choice of sleep shirt, causing you to laugh. “I’ve been looking for this!”

After some light teasing and nagging, Hyeongjun finally let you go change. Once you returned, the heat quickly returned to Hyeongjun’s cheeks. He excused himself to go change before you could see it.

Once he came back and found his way into your embrace under the covers, you laughed lightly to yourself.

“What?” He asked.

“Nothing,” you pinched the hem of his shirt between your fingers. “I’m just thinking about how I should steal this one too.”

lee jooyeon

After a bad family get together, Jooyeon could sense the way your attitude had shifted. You seemed to be dragging your feet through your day to day routine. Jooyeon knew that you had never really gotten along with some of your family members, so he chose not to pry. Instead, he decided to do whatever it took to make you feel better.

The weekend had finally arrived, and Jooyeon made his way over to your apartment. He brought what he referred to as “his bag of tricks” with him. He brought snacks, games, extra clothes for him to wear and for you to steal, sweet drinks, you name it. Jooyeon was determined to get your typical smile back on your face- even if it was just for a little while.

The night started with games, and then somehow quickly turned into karaoke. You had found yourselves with your fake microphones in hand, rapidly approaching a noise complaint from your neighbors.

“C’mon, (Y/N)! Pick our next song!”

The singing and dancing worked you well into the night, and had done a good job at tiring you out. One by one, you excused yourselves to go get ready for bed.

Jooyeon now had you flush to his chest with a hand in your hair. He hoped you couldn’t hear how his heart was racing. He was planning on blaming it on some leftover adrenaline. Jooyeon was telling you a story, but he quickly realized that you weren’t listening anymore. He looked down at your sleeping frame, seeing the smile on your face, and returning it with one of his own.

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Todays rip: 16/02/2024

Owner of a Mahjong Board

Season 7 Featured on: SiIvaGunner's Highest Quality Rips: Volume Ruby Also on: Now That's What I Call Quality! 3

Ripped by circunflexo

Requested by yhenestik! (@youtubepoopmusicvideo)

Happy (late) birthday, circunflexo!!

The trilogy of "Now That's What I Call Quality!" albums are some of the most interesting on SiIvaGunner's discography. A majority of the channel's other albums can be categorized into three categories - There's the mega-albums, compiling rips from several months; the event albums, bringing together most of the rips featured in one or several channel events; and finally the themed albums, that collect rips of a similar type spread across the entire channel's life. Yet as is hinted at by their title, the Now That's What I Call Quality! albums are unique in their mission purpose: beyond featuring a handful of rips first featured at MAGFest, they also aim to be a concise bundle of some of the finest rips made during the most recent Seasons of the channel. And with Season 7 being perhaps the strongest year yet in terms of rip quality (in my eyes only truly rivaled by Season 6), it was inevitable that Now That's What I Call Quality! 3 would end up being one of the best - if not THE best - album the channel has ever released.

I've covered rips from these albums a few times before, yet its typically been ones of far larger scope. For instance, Everyday Goodbyes (SiIvaGunner Band Cover) as featured on the first Now That's What I Call Quality! album is perhaps the most pure form of a "passion project" that the channel has ever released. Much the same can also be said about the still-insanely-impressive Initial Deluxe (I've Just Raced on this Course Before) featured on this third album - yet passion comes in all sizes, all forms, and all kinds of ambitions. What Owner of a Mahjong Board, and so many of the other rips featured on these albums demonstrate, is the rippers of SiIvaGunner putting their best foot forward, showing in as many varied ways as possible just how talented they all are. The value a rip holds is not merely about its scale or complexity - crucially, as we all know, high quality rips are all about...well, quality.

Owner of a Mahjong Board, then, brings us back to the territory of Mahjong Bangers, as I first defined back in Never Gonna Give Up Mahjong and previously covered in voiceless - simple ds series vol. 01 - the mahjong (¥1480). These rips are never ones to bring in the views by pure virtue of most SiIvaGunner fans lacking nostalgic attachment to them, yet they're consistently some of the most well-done arrangement rips on the channel - simple, yet deviously effective. There's some sort of mythical curse, some sort of shared, spiked beverage that all the Mahjong game composers drink, to where they all wind up featuring incredibly distinct, banging soundscapes - most prominently on SiIvaGunner itself, showing off the pure vibes of its Nintendo DS entries in particular. Owner of a Mahjong Board's YouTube upload sits at barely about 6K views, yet in my eyes deserves so much more. Different from the prior rips of his I've covered such as You Are Book Smart or Windows Wonga Wappa, circunflexo here gets to show off his skills as a pure arranger, with this being a rendition of Owner of a Lonely Heart by Yes. The dance-rock feel of Owner of a Lonely Heart lends itself perfectly to the particular instruments featured in "Simple DS Series Vol. 1 - The Mahjong" in particular - its lounge-y feel, compressed guitars, and bevvy of synths give the track such a unique yet recognizable texture, wholly identifiable as Owner of a Lonely Heart, yet also oh-so-clearly Mahjong at the same time. The premise of the rip is deceptively simple for a rip that feels so incredible layered, dense in authenticity to the original Yes song whilst showing off every little piece of the patented Mahjong Banger soundscape that earned them that title to begin with.

I could dissect Owner of a Mahjong Board layer by layer (and believe you me, the guitar solo in particular deserves special mention) yet it all amounts to the same core point: circunflexo has done an incredible job of translating a banger song in the style of games with a banging set of instruments. Be it sentence mixing, arrangements, YTPMVs or anything inbetween, the guy seems to be downright unstoppable - dare I say, one of the best rippers from the channel's recent seasons - and I cannot wait to hear what more he's got cooking for Season 8.

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Aphrodite

The Ancient Greek goddess of love, beauty, desire and all aspects of sexuality.

She could entice gods into affairs with her beauty and her sweet whispers of nothings. Aphrodite was born near Cyprus from the severed/cut genitalia of the sky god Uranus.

Aphrodite was worshiped by everyone alike, men, women etc.

(“ The Birth of Venus” which is a painting by the Italian artist Sandro Botticelli in about the mid 1480s, and it is stored in the Uffizi Gallery in Florence, Italy)

Aphrodite is immortal, as she cannot die through natural causes or weapons ( such as steal swords, bow and arrows, etc ) that can easily kill a mortal. Only other gods, divine weapons or other immortals, can probably harm her.

She was married to Hephaestus, the blacksmith of the gods, but Aphrodite had many lovers among the gods, as well as among the mortal men. Her lovers included Ares, the god of war, and the mortal Anchises, a Trojan prince with whom she had a famous son, Aeneas. Her most famous lover, however, was the handsome and young mortal Adonis. Aphrodite was so attracted by his looks that her jealous husband, Hephaestus, disguised himself as a boar and had killed Adonis. Supposedly, a flower ( the anemone ) sprang up either from Aphrodite’s tears over the death of Adonis or from the handsome mortal’s spilled blood, and even today, the red anemone is considered a symbol of the death of a loved one, or a symbol of forsaken love.

The Greek poet Hesiod recounts that Aphrodite was born from the white foam produced by the severed genitals of Uranus, the personification of heaven, after his son Cronus threw them into the sea. Hence, why the goddess's name comes from the Greek word aphros, meaning “foam”

All photos found on Pinterest, just search up ‘aphrodite quotes’

Thank you for reading, if you have an requests on a certain god or goddess ( Greek or Roman etc ) please ask, you can check my pages other post if you’d like to see what else I write. Sorry my first information post took so long to come out, I’ve been busy on a vacation 😭❤️.

[rhianna]

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Holdings Record Display

*Location:Medieval and Renaissance Manuscripts (MRMSS)

*Call Number:MS M.0630.4

*Record ID:332021

*Accession Number:MS M.630.4

*Name:Pierpont Morgan Library. Manuscript. M.630.4.

*Title:The Pope.

Created:Milan, Italy, ca. 1450-1480.

Summary:Tarot Card: Pope -- Pope, veiled, wearing triple crown tiara, is seated. He raises right hand in blessing and holds cross in left hand.

Manuscript Record:Related RecordsFULL TITLEDATESAUTHOR/CREATORVisconti-Sforza Tarot Cards.1445-1485Pierpont Morgan Library. Manuscript. M.630.1-35.

Genres:Miniatures (Illuminations)--Italy--Milan--15th century. Miniatures (Illuminations)--Gothic--Italy--Milan--15th century. Tarot card. Cardboard.

Notes:Artist: attributed variously to Bonifacio Bembo and Francesco Zavattari. School: Italian, Lombardy, Milan. Style: Gothic. Description based on record created by Index of Christian Art, Princeton University.

Associated Names:Bembo, Bonifacio, illuminator. Zavattari, Francesco, active 1414-1453, illuminator.

Formatted Place:Italy--Milan, production place.

Cite as:Pierpont Morgan Library. MS M.630.4.

Subjects:Tarot cards--Italy--Milan--Illustrations. 1445-1485. Tarot Card--Pope. Clergy, Pope 1. Portrait. Cross--held by Clergy, Pope.

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The German Stare 🇩🇪

What are you good at?Blowjobs and Meth. Oh wait.. wrong forum. Dearest Gentle Reader, May this post find you peaceful in your Sunday adventures. Your author finds herself mildly amused by yet another request to brag on myself using this blog. Yet, I am too lazy to go back through 1480 posts to find out when the fuck we collectively answered this last. She remembers it vaguely, which means it…

[islandofsanlunaria]

We got a timeline:

Sandā (Light) and Nichto (Dark) come into existence (the beginning of the universe starts here, as well as the existence of the Pale Ocean)

The world is created by Sandā and Nichto

The five elemental dragons are born of the Pale Ocean (600 years after Sanda and Nichto)

The dragons find the world and take up residents on the world, helping to build it

Sandā creates the races (Beastmen, normal dragons, humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, kobolds, goblins, ect.) {Around 1200}

The dragons keep elemental balance, but soon start to go to war with each other {Around 1400}

The elemental dragons die out due to their hubris/Moira is born to a Dragon mother, and Human father (1450 in the kingdom of Heramonia on the Astralonious continent)

Moira finds the isle of San Lunaria, called Solaris in the grimoire her grandmother on her mother's side left her (1473)

Moira finds the kobolds and brings them to the home she made on Solaris, teaching them elemental magic.

Moira passed away due to messing up an immortality potion, and the kobolds make it in remembrance of her and become immortal (1479)

The kobolds start to build up the island making it inhabitable for humans elves and dwarves to live among the monster races (1480-1580)

The kobolds find Sandā underground and bring him to the surface (1821)

Sandā learning that they built that island up from scratch, and thinks that they are the reincarnation of the elemental dragons, and see they are worshipped as such (1830)

Moira is reincarnated as a God over the kobolds per their request to see her again because of Sandā (1831)

A report of a weird cultist and report of weird ship off the coast of San Lunaria come in, and the kobolds and Sandā go check them out (2024)

[lostdrarryfics]

Hi,

I am searching for a fic from AO3, rated E and I can't find it. Potter is a werewolf and before he was bitten I think he was an Auror. After his bit he works as a bodyguard for Malfoy. Malfoy is the head(?) or really high up of an organisation. Idk if criminal or not. Harry thinks Draco doesn't know that he is a werewolf, but he does.

I also think in this fic there is a secene were Draco meets with another business man/criminal who wants to make a deal and flirts with Draco and Draco filtrs back to get the deal. The man is also a werewolf and it makes Harrypossessive and jealous.

I am sorry I can't think of anymore. Also thank you so much for all the work you are doing !

We believe you are looking for Who we are in the shadows by Quicksilvermaid (99k, E)

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[...]Lucrezia could not be missing among the preparers of poisons. About her Giulia Farnese, in one of her many letters to her lovers, wrote that: "Lucrezia is passionate about alchemy, chemical experiments, she is good at mixing arsenic and antimony, silver nitrate and Saturn's sugar**.”

- La Saga dei Borgia: delitti e santità, Antonio Spinosa. Note: **The Saturn sugar, zucchero di Saturno, mentioned here is Lead (II) acetate, a white crystalline chemical compound that was historically used as a sweetener in wines and other foods, as well as used in cosmetics. Most commonly in hair colouring dyes, as one of its the principal active ingredients.