#she will comeback eventually i guess

[loomsims]

Midnight Sun Challenge! (from someone who lowkey doesn't know how to play ts3 <3)

"Your sim doesn't remember much of what happened. Just that the cruise ship they were on sailed right into a nasty storm, causing it to capsize and forcing your sim into a lifeboat. Later that lifeboat was thrown into some sharp rocks during the storm, breaking a large hole into it, and eventually, your sim(s) lost consciousness. The next thing they know, they're waking up on an island with nothing but water and an even larger island in sight." Goals: Survive the island life to 5 generations with your legacy family and (Optionally) explore the island and develop it however you see fit within some limitations. You win the challenge once the first child of the 5th generation grows into a young adult AND (Optional part of the challenge) You have developed the island as much as you want to.

I'm using the world and modified rules by this creator here! <3

I'm keeping the challenge rules in mind, but I'm overall prioritising having fun playing the game! So if i change a few rules here or there just close ur eyes and vibe w me! 😙🫶🏽

[minimomoe]

How to Train your Demon

Pairing: trueform! Sukuna x Fem Reader

Summary: Life has all kinds of wins and losses. You don't know which category to put your new demon husband in though.

Tags: MDNI!, red string of fate trope, true form sukuna, librarian reader, soul mates, reincarnation, accidental summoning, love at first sight (but it's one-sided (until it's not)), Sukuna is demon, but he's v much in love, smut and stuff eventually i guess....

Part: I. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. VIII. IX. X. XI.

Revisit rule: "Don't Show Fear"?

Your whole day soured at the notion of you not being able to get the book as soon as you had hoped. Your mind raced at the possibilities that would happen if it was gone for good, but you had to think of happy thoughts as patrons began to ask you if you were feeling alright on the job. You hadn’t expected your emotions to show so openly on your face. 

Uraume did not interfere with your work at all. If you had made a wincing sound loud enough for them to hear, their head would dart to your attention, silently asking if you needed their assistance. You would shake your head to assure them you were doing just fine, and then Uraume would stick their nose back in their book. They seemed to be earnestly reading, absorbing the information from one non fiction novel to the next in astonishing speed. You think they must have finished at least two books by the third hour of your shift. 

The only time you lost sight of Uraume was when Kento made a surprise comeback to the front desk. 

“Mr. Nanami? Don’t tell me you finished all those books already?” 

He gave you a weary smile. Yuuji was no longer on his hip, but instead holding his hand with an apologetic frown. 

“I left my favorite jacket here. We had to come back to get it,” Yuuji mumbled. 

“Oh that’s not a problem. I’m sure it’s in the kid section right where you left it. There hasn’t been that many people today,” you assured them. To make the boy feel better, you led him to the last place you saw him, holding out your own hand for him to take. That’s when Nanami saw your foot and tried to make you stay back. 

“Trust me, I want to move around. I’ve been stuck up there pretty much all day,” you waved Nanami off. 

Just as you expected, Yuuji’s beloved jacket was crumbled up on one of the colorful beanbags in the reading zone. He dropped your hand to dash towards it. Once Yuuji collected his belongings he ran back to you with a running hug that almost knocked you off of your feet. 

“Thank you!” He gushed. 

“Yuuji, be careful!” He peeled the young boy with the strength of two men off of your body. “I’m sorry about that. Are you sure you’re alright?” 

“Kento, I’m fine. Now go have fun at the beach for me,” you smiled. 

You waved them off for the second time. On your trip back to your desk is when you noticed that Uraume was nowhere to be found. They weren’t sitting at the desk that they have been reading at, or skimming through the shelves when you did a quick look around. 

As you plopped back to the front desk, Jess popped up from the office space behind you. 

“You wanna work back here for now? I’ll take the front. You’re moving around too much for my liking.”

She practically wheeled you to the back before you could agree, but you knew it would be better for you. 

“Have you seen that one person with white hair?”

“Not in a while. Why, you think they're sketchy?”

“No no, I was just curious.” The last thing you needed was attention on Uraume, because more attention on them would lead to Sukuna. Since they found their way to the library, you had no doubt that they would get home safely. 

Now in the back, or the Book Nursery as your library liked to call it, you scanned the stack of new novels that you have not seen before. 

“When did this delivery come in?” 

“I just picked it up from the donation box,” Jess explained. Your shoulders dropped at her words and she gave you a concerned look. “Do you want to go home? You don’t live too far. I can drop you off and have somebody cover me for twenty minutes while I come back.”

“I can’t make you do that,” you shook your head. You got comfortable in your chair and picked the first book in the stack. It was a children’s book that had the plastic covering torn to shreds and a few loose pages. All it needed was a little TLC and it would be as good as new. “I’m fine. Just a little tired. I’ll be okay back here.” 

“If you say so,” she said, unconvinced. “Holla if you need me.” 

Being away from the needs of the public was exactly what you needed. With quiet music playing in your headphones, you were in the groove of putting books back together until your shift was over. You had gotten through half of the stack and most of them were salvageable. When Jess rapped on the door to tell you that it was time to leave, your mood was noticeably lifted. 

Right before Jess dropped you off at your house, she gently held your hand. 

“If your new man does anything— and I mean anything— that breaks your heart…”

“You’ll be the first to know,” you promised. 

“Good. Call me if you need anything!” 

Once inside, you were greeted to the sounds sourcing from the kitchen and the living room. Your TV was on with a show that you didn’t recognize at first until you saw the familiar opening sequence of none other than Hannibal. You smirked at the screen, passing it to see what Sukuna could possibly up to in the kitchen, especially when you had listed that place as off limits. 

“My lord, you can no longer use that knife. She doesn’t like meat or residue from meat in her meals. We will have to wash them or retrieve new utensils,” Uruame softly reminded.

“Some meat would do her good,” Sukuna grumbled. Still, he grabbed a new knife like Uraume said and began to chop the vegetables in front of him. He squinted at the cookbook propped up at the corner of the countertop before giving up and telling Uraume to read it outloud. 

You could barely hold in your laugh. Both heads popped up to see you standing in the corner. 

“What are you doing?” You giggled. 

“Preparing dinner, ma’am,” Uraume bowed. “Welcome home.” 

“I’m glad that you made it back safely,” you said. Sukuna washed off his hands before greeting you with a bear hug with all four of his arms. 

“You’ve reduced me to be the one at home waiting at home for you to return.” 

“I think being a housewife suits you,” you squeezed out. His hold was tight, genuinely missing your presence and now he didn’t want to let you go. 

“I’ll leave that to Uraume for the time being. There is something we need to do.” 

There is nothing more that Sukuna loves doing than picking you up so that he can move faster, and that’s exactly what he did to walk you to the living room and placed you on the couch. You looked at him bewilderedly as he unstrapped. When you swung your foot off the couch to stand up limply, he gave you an unimpressed glare. 

“Don’t look at me like that, you didn’t explain anything! What are you gonna do?”

“I am going to heal you if you can stop moving around,” Sukuna growled. He grabbed your wrist, attempting to have you fall into his lap but you stumbled back. 

“Heal me? How? Why?” The rapid fire questions thinned Sukuna’s patience. He held out one of his hands for you to take but you were stubborn in your stillness. 

“You and your questions. How? Why?” He repeated mockingly. He slowly rose from the bed, taking slow, predatory steps towards you until there was no more space for you. You bumped into a wall and couldn’t hide from his gaze. “Do you think I am incapable?”

“N-no.”

“Do you think I have ill intentions?”

“I don’t think so?” You squeaked.

“Then settle down. Concern yourself with matters you can control.” 

You were practically plastered on the wall when Sukuna sank down to one knee, taking it upon himself to remove your boot to look at your toe himself. He muttered something that you couldn’t make out, a language that you have yet to learn, and the dull pain in your toe you felt since you broke it disappeared. You gasped squatting down to look at your foot and saw that the bruising around it had faded away. You poked at your toe, expecting to wince at the touch but was greeted with… nothing. 

Sukuna watched you carefully as you inspected your body. You flexed your muscles, wiggled it, stomped on it with hawk eye attention. 

“It’s really healed,” you muttered to yourself. “How did you do that?” You demanded. 

“It’s a simple spell for a minor injury locked away in the book that I’m bound to. It was easy enough to learn,” Sukuna said. 

“You learned it just now? From the book? You never had to use it on yourself?” “The need was not there before. I never got hurt in battle.” 

You concluded that Uraume was at the library on multiple orders, one being to watch for you, but once they were sure you were alright, Uraume must have grabbed the journal when you were no longer watching. Sukuna scooped you up in his arms despite your new ability to walk on your own to take you to your room. Before he could sit you down on your bed, you tighten your arms around his neck, signaling that you didn’t want to be placed down just yet. He looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to say something. 

You placed a soft kiss on his cheek, taking him by surprise. 

“Thank you,” you muttered. “I’m sure I would’ve gotten better all on my own, but this was very kind of you.” 

While his face remained unchanged, Sukuna’s ears turned scarlet. You shifted uncomfortably in his arms, unsure if you had done the right thing. Usually Sukuna was pretty expressive even if he wasn’t saying anything. This time, all you got was a deep stare into your soul that left nothing to hide. 

“I told you that I wouldn’t have to beg for your kiss,” he smirked. 

Heat rushed to your face. “I’ll never give you another one!”

“Never? Why lie to yourself?” He crooned in your ear, making your embarrassment rise. You pushed away his face only to get your finger caught in his mouth. It sent a shock right down to the apex of your thighs, leading you to hiss loudly. Sukuna knew exactly the effect he had on you, and his teeth grazed across your finger length. 

“Eating me because of a kiss is a bit much, no?” You nervously laughed. 

You had no idea how Sukuna could devour you if you allowed him. You slowly took your hand out of his mouth, opting to tenderly cup the side of his face. You could hear your heart pounding, the blood rushing in your veins as your face drifted closer to his. Sukuna’s parted lips waited for yours, allowing you to take the lead. When you finally tasted his mouth you sighed in relief. The attraction between you and Sukuna has always been palatable, even if you willingly chose to ignore it, but now there was no denying it. He stirred something deep within your stomach that you could no longer ignore. You wanted to be dragged down deeper, to have his hands all over your body. 

Sukuna gently lowered you into your bedding, his mouth still locked on yours. His tongue pushed yours with assertion. Everything he did was meaningful, and all you felt was possession. There was barely enough space for him to fit between your legs but still you tried. You were clawing at his back to place his whole weight on your body when you heard soft rapping at the door. You barely had enough self control to actually check who it was. With one eye open you saw your poor cat trying to leave the room before you got freaky with a demon. 

“Sukuna– wait–” 

You had to deal with him biting and sucking your neck, almost dragging you back down in bed with him but you will was stronger. 

“I’m not going anywhere, give me a second!” 

Sukuna held himself over your body. Two hands planted at your head, the other two creeping up your shirt. 

“Cleo cannot be in here if we’re about to do anything. Let me take our child out.” You held his face in your hands and shook him gently. Your words finally reached his brain and he rolled over, petulantly crossing his arms over his chest while staring at the ceiling. 

You petted Cleo’s ears while apologizing to her. 

“Sorry honey. I almost let you see something R-rated,” you chuckled. At the front of your open door stood Uraume waiting patiently who made you jump back. They bowed as an apology, still speaking with their head down. 

“Your dinner is ready to be served.”

“Leave us, Uraume," Sukuna ordered from behind. 

“Yes, my L–”

“No, we’ll eat now,” you stepped in. Cleo ran down the hall for her own meal with loud meows after purring around Uraume’s feet. You could feel Sukuna’s growing scowls from behind boring into your head. 

“As you wish,” Uraume bowed again. 

You turned to a very annoyed demon who rolled his eyes when you pecked another kiss on his cheek.

“Don’t look so down. I gave you another kiss despite my words earlier. That’s gotta count for something.”

Sukuna narrowed his eyes on you. “Eat well. Once you are fed, I will not let you go.” 

Thanks for reading loves!! lemme know what ya think xx

Part: I. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. VIII. IX. X. XI.

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[meangirls-imagines]

Fun Size

Requested by Anonymous: hey could you do a karen shetty x reader where the reader is like really short like 5’1 and normally never wears heels or anything like that and one day shows up being like 4 inches taller cuz of her shoes and karen is like nope stop i like that you’re so fun sized it’s cute.

my girlfriend literally just said this to me and the first thing i thought of was that was the most karen shetty shit ever 💀

WARNINGS: karen being a little shit when it comes to her gf, reader being an adorable grump, regina being an annoying sister to the reader

Y/N Y/L/N was NOT short.

Well, she was, but she didn't like to acknowledge it.

She was the shortest of the friend group, deemed Y/N + the Plastics by the entire student body. Her girlfriend found her height adorable, but then again, she found everything about Y/N adorable.

Karen and Y/N started dating their freshman year of high school. At first, Gretchen and Regina didn't approve because they thought Y/N didn't really like Karen and was taking advantage of her. But the longer the relationship lasted, the more Y/N grew on them.

Regina and Gretchen had become the sisters Y/N never wanted, the two calling her a variety of short nicknames whenever they could. Eventually, Karen joined in and the short jokes never stopped.

Which brought them to now, junior year and the short jokes seemed to be more non-stop than usual. So much so, that by the time Y/N made it to lunch, she was greeted by Regina smiling brightly at her. "Hey short stack, I saved a seat for you." Y/N glared at the blonde before plopping down in the seat in front of her.

Before Y/N could make a comeback, a pair of hands covered her eyes. "Guess who." Y/N smiled and leaned back into the person.

"Well, if i had to guess, I would guess that it's my gorgeous girlfriend Karen." A gasp was heard as Karen sat down next to Y/N. "How do you always know? Are you a magician?" Y/N smiled at her girl and leaned in to kiss her. "Hi baby." Karen blushed as Gretchen squealed.

"You guys are so cute! Like literal couple goals. Karen's tall and Y/N's short, so it's like perfect." Y/N grumbled as the girls at the table giggled. "Okay, that was unnecessary." Regina smiled and gently pat Y/N's hand.

"It's the truth, kid. Embrace it." Y/N sighed. "For the last time, stop calling me kid, we are the same age."

The next day, Y/N decided to wear heels. She was gonna show them that being short was a choice. The downside however, by the time Y/N wanted to make her point, her feet were killing her. Luckily, Y/N was going to power through.

Gretchen noticed the girl first. She gasped and her eyes went wide at the sight of a slightly taller Y/N. She pointed in the girl's direction, gaining the attention of Regina and Karen.

Regina burst out laughing as Karen looked confused. Y/N made it to the table before smiling in victory. "See? I'm not short." Karen looked at her up and down before shaking her head.

"No. I don't like it. Go back to being fun-sized. It's cute."

"WHAT?!"

[reysdriver]

Sleepover | R.B.

You and your family finish off a tiring day with a makeshift sleepover — dad!regulus x mom!reader

warnings: mentions of death (a kid's pet goldfish dies), nightmares, just general parental exhaustion i guess

words: 1.6k

a/n: I've been working on this fic on and off for like a month lmao, but this is my comeback to writing so boom

It’s been a long day. Ascella has been fussy all week, Aurora’s pet goldfish died, so you had to have that talk with her and Perseus plus a fish funeral, and then later, Aurora fell while playing outside and scraped her leg up pretty badly. 

And on top of all of that, the Ministry of Magic needed Regulus to work late tonight. 

So, that long day got even longer since it was just you taking care of the kids. 

By 7 o’clock in the evening, the two older kids kept asking you where their dad was, and all you could tell them was that they would have to wait and see while bouncing Ascella on your leg to quell her tantrum. 

Aurora and Perseus eventually listened to you and ditched asking you questions you didn’t know how to answer for a hand-clapping game they had made up the other day, but that was also dropped the second they heard the front door unlocking. 

The kids rushed to the door and pounced on Regulus, each choosing one of his sides to hug tightly. 

Your husband laughed. Not at the children, but at how he hadn’t even gotten the chance to take his shoes off before they latched onto him. 

“Daddy!” They squealed, arms wrapped around his thighs and their faces squished against his waist. “It feels like you’ve been gone a hundred years!”

“A hundred years?!” Regulus parroted sarcastically. “Well, you all look wonderful for your old age!”

They laughed at their dad and let go of his legs. “You look exactly your age!”

Regulus does an exaggerated gasp. “Well, sounds like no dessert for you two for the rest of the week! And get me your mom and your sister who isn’t mean to me.” 

The children looked at each other frantically, not realising Regulus had been joking about the dessert. Perseus speaks up for the both of them. “We’re sorry, Daddy! You don’t look a hundred years old, we promise!”

“Alright, I forgive you. Just get your mom and your sister so I can tell them I changed my mind about the dessert.”

Eager to earn their after-dinner sweets back, your two oldest kids run back to you in almost perfect lockstep. 

“Daddy’s here!” 

“Oh, is that who was at the door?” You feigned surprise, standing up with Ascella. “Come on, honey. Let’s go see Daddy, huh?”

When Regulus saw you and your baby girl walking his way, his lingering smile doubled in size. He hung his jacket up on the coat rack and held out his arms so he could get more hugs from the two of you.  

Ascella’s frown disappears to morph into an expression that matches her father’s. She babbled and squirmed in your arms until you were able to pass her over to Regulus. 

He pressed a couple of kisses to his daughter’s soft hair, which only made her more excited than she was when she saw her dad for the first time of the day. 

Regulus brought his attention off of Ascella and onto you while you watched the two of them laugh and play. You didn’t think you were letting the events of today show on your face, but Regulus seemed to pick them up immediately. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked softly. 

You shook your head. “Nothing. I’m just happy you’re back home.”

Regulus understood what you meant and didn’t press. He just went back to teasing your youngest daughter. “Did you three make it a long day for Mummy? Huh? Did you give her a hard time today?”

Ascella just kept laughing as he tickled her sides and kissed her cheeks. 

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Insistent that she would have trouble sleeping in her room without her fish, Aurora begged to stay with you and Regulus for the night. 

You wanted to say no. You’ve been putting Ascella to sleep in the bassinet beside your bed while she’s been sick because she keeps waking up in the middle of the night in a fit of cries and screams. If Aurora slept in your bed, she would have to deal with that as well. Regulus said that it would be fine, so Aurora gladly hopped into your bed, dragging her stuffed rabbit behind her. 

While she still wanted to chat before bed like you expected, when you reminded her to whisper because Ascella was asleep near you, she quieted down quickly and fell asleep soon after she stopped talking. 

After that, Regulus joined you in bed. Aurora had taken up a fraction of both your side and Regulus’ of the bed, but she had mainly been sprawled across your husband’s half, so he just pushed her over enough for him to lie down. 

Now you and Regulus laid across from each other, one little girl lying between you. You smiled sympathetically at the fact that you couldn’t hold each other like you usually would because of Aurora, and Regulus made the same face back. 

“I’m sorry I had to work late.” He said quietly. “I know it wasn’t an easy day today. I know me having to stay later than usual didn’t help.” Since coming home, he had heard all the stories about today’s happenings, and he felt worse and worse with every one. 

“It’s okay.” You reassured him. “These kids may be a handful, but there’s nothing about them that’s too much for me.”

“Well, I’ll still try to avoid working late from now on. You never know what a day is going to be like with them.” 

“All I care about is that you’re here now.”

“Yeah, I am pretty great company to have.”

You could tell by his little grin that he was expecting you to laugh and argue with him, but he didn’t say anything you could push back against. Instead of fighting him on it, you just put out your hand for him to take in his. 

“You are.” You told him sincerely. “For me and for the kids. And everyone else, too.” 

He brought your hand up to his lips and pressed a sweet kiss to your palm. You smiled but held back a giggle, careful not to wake either of your daughters who were sleeping in your room tonight. 

Regulus kept his mouth on your skin, moving his kisses further along. It started with your palm, then he trailed over to the ball of your hand, your wrist, your forearm. You tried silently shuffling closer to him so he could reach more of you, but he detached himself from you when you heard a soft knock at your bedroom door. 

“Come in, honey.” You called quietly. 

The bedroom door opened, and you could hear Perseus sniffling as he made his way across the room.  You and Regulus both sat up, concerned for your son, and you held out your arms. Perseus accepted your invite and hugged you tightly, wiping his tears on your shoulder. 

“What’s wrong, baby?” You asked, not letting go of your son. 

“I had a bad dream. I got scared.”

“Are you still feeling scared?”

He nodded, unlatching his arms from the hug. “A little.”

Regulus spoke up from beside you, still keeping his voice to a low hush. “Do you want to sleep here?”

Again, Perseus nodded, then he crawled onto your lap. You lifted up the covers so he could lay down beside you. 

Your husband reached over and tousled your son’s hair lovingly. “We’ll keep you safe here.”

 You enveloped Perseus in your arms and kissed the crown of his head while rubbing circles on his back. “Do you want to talk about your bad dream?”

He sniffled into your neck and shook his head. That was okay. You weren’t going to force him to talk and upset himself even more. It was good that he was enjoying your company and feeling safe in your arms. 

“That’s alright.” Regulus told him. “We can just all cuddle and enjoy this little sleepover here tonight. How does that sound?”

Perseus lifted his head up to look at Regulus and attempted to muster up a smile and a nod. “That sounds good, Dad.”

You smiled, happy that Perseus was already feeling better than before. “Yeah, we’re all gonna have a nice sleepover, and then we’re gonna have a great day tomorrow?”

Today wasn’t a great day, but you would do anything in your power to make sure tonight was good and tomorrow would be even better. 

Perseus nodded sleepily once more at your proposal. “That sounds good too, Mum.”

You started rubbing his back once more to help him calm down and fall asleep faster. It seemed to be working as his breathing became more steady and his heartbeat was going back to normal. 

“Goodnight, honey.” You told Perseus, even though you were sure he was too tired to hear you. 

You looked up at Regulus, who was watching you lovingly from the other side of the bed. You were certain that if your bedroom wasn’t full of your sleeping children, you would have lunged across the bed for him the second you saw him gazing over at you. 

“We should go to sleep too.” Regulus broke the silence. “Don’t want to risk waking them if we stay up and talk.”

You shot your husband a sweet grin. “You’re right, as always. Plus, the faster we get to sleep, the closer we get to the great day we’re gonna have tomorrow.”

[minniesmutt]

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     Not everything worked out. That’s what Y/n kept telling herself. 

     She and Seungmin broke up six months ago. Life just wasn't kind to either of them during their time together. Work was a mess for her and him being an idol and touring, nothing was working out. But it was a hard six months. 

     Especially without talking until he reached out one day and asked if she wanted to talk. She thought everything was fine till she saw him. Shoved in a hoodie and a face mask to hide himself. Y/n giggled a bit at his appearance before walking to the booth he had taken in the corner of the coffee shop. Two drinks on the table. 

     “Hey,” Y/n said as he looked up from his phone.

     “Hey. Ordered you fav,” He said as she took a seat across from him

     “You still remember it?” Y/n half joked

     “Why wouldn’t I?” 

     That made her heart flutter. Six months of no contact and he still remembered things about her. 

     “How’s work?” Y/n asked him

     “Still busy. Getting ready for comeback,” Seungmin sighed, “How’s your work.”

     “Calmed down. Things are a bit easier and I got that promotion.”

     “I’m proud of you. You deserve it.”

     “Thanks. How have you been?”

     “Okay, I guess? I’ve had better days,” Seungmin pulled his mask down to sip his Americano

     “Have you moved on?” The words came out before she could stop them. Both of them just looked at each other for a moment. 

     “Do I look like I moved on?” He asked 

     “I haven’t either…”

     That hung in the air. Neither said anything as they finished their drinks. Only the occasional question about something random. Eventually, they got up to leave and Seungmin offered to walk her home.

     Wanting to spend as much time as he could with her. Selfishly so. Comeback right around the corner, it was busy, before and after. He wanted to try again, that’s why he reached out. He missed her. 

     They weren't perfect, no relationship was. But he knew when they first got together that he wanted her by his side, no matter what. Six months felt like years and he tried his best not to let it show how much the breakup was affecting him. He knew the guys knew it hurt him, but he didn't let anything get in the way of work. 

     He finally broke down and ended up ranting to the rest of his bandmates who were more than supportive of him reaching out and trying to see where she stood and if rekindling the relationship was possible. So he silently walked with her back to her apartment, trying to think of something— anything— to say. Feeling bad when they got to her door and he hadn’t said anything. He was the one who asked to talk to her and their conversation ended when they both established that they hadn’t moved on from each other. Six months later.

     “Do you wanna come in, Min?” Y/n offered

     “Yeah,” Seungmin smiled at her before they both went inside.

     He had been to her apartment so many times before but it felt so weird standing in her entryway. He slipped off the face mask and his hood, shaking his hair out and letting it fall back into place perfectly. Y/n looked at him the whole time. He still made her weak to her knees.

     They made it over to her couch and just sat there. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable but not comfortable fully. Y/n picked at one of her throw pillows, both trying to find something to say.

     “I’m sorry,” Seungmin finally said

     “It’s okay Min. We weren’t in a good place when we were together.” Y/n answered

     “I know, but… I don’t know.”

     “Why did you want to talk today?”

     Seungmin tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling before looking over at her. “I missed you. A lot. I could barely focus at work, wondering if you ate the day, got enough sleep, and if that co-worker you hated was still bothering you. The last six months felt like absolute hell without talking to you. I’m pretty sure there were a couple of times I woke up thinking you were next to me and when I realized you weren’t, I just kind of broke down…”

     Y/n felt her tears pricking her lash line. Sniffling a bit, “She is still bothering me,” Y/n laughed, “I missed you too, Min. The first week was hard for me. It was better for a bit but then I was still getting all the fan edits on social media and there wasn't any way I could let you go.”

     “I know we are having a moment and you're about to cry but you look really pretty and I wanna kiss you.” Leave it to Kim Seungmin to say randomly that made her heart flutter

     “I’ll let you do anything if you touch me right now,” Y/n blurted out

     “Anything?” Seungmin asked 

     Y/n nodded her head and Seungmin crashed his lips onto hers. She didn't even register him moving as he was slowly pushing her back on the couch. Y/n wrapped her arms around his neck as her lips moved in sync with his. Both were desperate to feel the other's lips after months of being apart. The kiss getting more and more desperate and heated. 

     “Min,” Y/n mumbled against his lips before he shoved her tongue down her throat. 

     Y/n moaned into his mouth as she tugged his hair. He didn't dare move away from her till he ran out of breath. Looking down at her, lips all puffy from kissing. “Tell me to stop, Y/n,” His lips attached to her neck, “Need you so fucking badly, in every sense of the word.”

     “I won’t,” Y/n told him as she pulled him up to look at her, “I need you too.”

     “Fuck,” Seungmin groaned, slamming his lips onto hers again. 

     Both moaning into the kiss and Seungmin grinding his hips into hers. Y/n could feel his erection through his jeans, pressing into her. “Fuck me Min. Please,” Y/n said between kisses

     “Take me back. Let me be a better boyfriend this time,” Seungmin said, pulling away from her lips, “Let me fuck my girlfriend and not my ex.”

     “Yes, the answer is always yes, Min.” Something about the way he said it had her pussy fluttering.

     Seungmin smiled and kissed her again. Hands grabbing her hips to hold her still as he grinded into her more. Y/n easily managed to coax him off the couch and drag him to her room. Seungmin stripped himself of his hoodie before pinning her down onto the bed. 

     Hands working in a frenzy to throw off all their clothing. Letting it land in random places in her room till they were fully exposed to each other. Their hands didn't stop once the clothing was off. Needing to feel each other in every way possible. 

     Y/n trailed one of her hands down his stomach and wrapped her fingers around his hard cock. Seungmin moaned into her neck where his lips were currently marking her skin. Y/n worked her hand up and down on him as his fingers made their way between her legs. Slowly rubbing circles into her clit. 

     Slowly his fingers moved down to her entrance and collected her slick before pushing inside. Slowly working her open for him as he pulled his lips away from her neck to look down between them. Y/n threaded her free hand into his hair. 

     His thumb rubbed across her clit as he kissed up her neck and landed on her lips again. Y/n moaned into his mouth as he pushed deeper into her. Both somehow falling into the same pace and stimulating the other.

     “Need to be in you,” Seungmin groaned as he pulled his fingers out of her and moves her hand away from his cock so he didn't blow. 

     “Min,” Y/n whined at the loss of stimulation as he grabbed a condom from the bedside drawer.

     “I’ve got months of making up to do bubs,” Seungmin tore open the wrapper and rolled the rubber on “I’ll make you come all night if that's what you want.”

     Seungmin spread her legs open and lined himself up at her entrance. He leaned over her as he slowly slid into her. Y/n grabbed on his arms as her walls parted making way for him. He took his time to sink into her, letting her warmth wrap around him till he was fully inside her. 

     Seungmin leaned down and kissed her again. Moving down to support himself on his forearms as she wrapped her arms and legs around him. Pulling him as close as possible, needing to be enveloped by him entirely. 

     Slowly he pulled back and pushed back in. Building up his pace as their lips moved together. The idol pushed his tongue into her mouth as his pace sped up. His hips slamming into hers as she moaned into his mouth. She was positive her eyes would’ve rolled into the back of her head if her eyes weren’t closed. 

     Sex was rare for them the first time they were together. Schedules made it difficult to even see each other but when they were together, Y/n was never unsatisfied. How could she be when the man above her always paid attention to her pleasure.

     Eventually pulling away from the kiss the catch their breath— seemingly more difficult for Y/n as Seungmin just knocked the air from her lungs with his dick. Her fingers gripping at his back. Seungmin moved up onto his hands, using the leverage to move quicker.

     “Min, more.” Y/n moaned

     “Whatever you want bubs.” Seungmin smiled as he moved one of his hands from the mattress and rubbed her clit again.

     Y/n arched towards him as her walls clenched around him. His grunts hit her ears like a masterpiece. Nights she had spent thinking of him when she couldn’t sleep couldn’t compare to the real Seungmin. The image in front of Seungmin couldn’t compare his own lonely nights. How did they ever think letting each other go was the best and only option they had months ago?

     “Fuck. Never gonna leave you again,” Seungmin groaned as he pressed harder into her clit

     “‘M close min,” Y/n moaned

     “Already? Gonna give me more later?”

     Y/n simply gave him another moan as a response as her hips jerked against him. Six months without being intimate took a toll on both of them; neither of them really knew. 

     Both their highs buildings and washing over them before they knew it. Y/n’s tumbled down first as she rocked against him. Seungmin let himself explode in the condom as she was coming down. Stilling inside and leaning over, thin layer of sweat on them.

     Seungmin slowly pulled out and took off the rubber, tying it and tossing it in the garbage as he went into her bathroom to grab a towel. Coming back and cleaning her up, being as gentle as possible before throwing the towel in her clothes hamper and cuddled up with her under her covers.

     “I love you. I hope you know that,” Seungmin told her

     “I love you too Min.” Y/n smiled

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Fight for Survival (Soojin)

Author: I wanna write this story to help shine the light on the dark side of the Kpop idol industry. Hate me if you want for writing this but this is how I feel. If you want to see more of my stories check out my Masterlist. Original Credit Idea: ShunterProductions

Author's POV

It was late October 2021, and the (G) I-DLE members were returning to their dorm after a long day of practice and running errands. Soojin especially was quite anxious and Soyeon being the leader took notice.

"Soojin, are you okay? You are normally not this gloomy," Soyeon checked on her and she sighed.

"R-rumors have been spreading about me..." Soojin muttered and Soyeon raised an eyebrow wondering what she meant.

"What are they about?" She asked her and she gulped.

Before Soojin could answer her question, the driver got back to the dormitory, the girls walked to their dorm room only to find the CEO of Cube waiting for them.

The girls were surprise at this unexpected visit from their boss and it didn't help that he had a rather stern and serious look on his face.

"Now, you ladies must be wondering why I am here, well, recently, we've been hearing whispers and claims of heinous acts of bullying committed by no other than Seo Soojin herself," The man explained and the girls eyes widened in debelief.

The girls immediately protested and tried defending their dear member but it was no use as the man showed pictures and concrete evidence proving that Soojin was a bully.

Soojin looked down in shame and couldn't mutter a word, the girls were still rather shocked about the news.

"For now, we will investigate more into this and I assure you the situation is under control and we will clear this up as soon as possible. Until then, have a goodnight," The CEO announced and left the dormitory along with his secretary and security.

The girls were silent that night, nobody dared spoke a word to one another, besides, there was not much they can do about the rumors.

Next morning, the situation only got worse and it was starting to get out of hand when more and more hate comments spewed towards themselves and Soojin.

It was when the girls were practicing for their upcoming comeback until they were disrupted and were forced to pause when a Cube security guard came and instructed Soojin to come with him.

Soojin was now dreading her fate and the members could only guess what was coming next and it wouldn't be any good for sure. Soojin followed the guard all the way to Cube's office.

What will happen then would seal Soojin's fate...

"I'm sorry Ms. Soojin, the situation has gotten much worse than we anticipated... I see no other choice but to terminate your contract for good. I hope you understand where we are coming from," The CEO of Cube informed her and she felt her world shatter before her.

"Y-yes sir, thank you for trying..." Soojin muttered and he slowly nodded.

Soojin signed the agreement to terminate the contract thus no longer a member of (G) I-DLE and the news quickly spread to the girls who were devastated of this decision.

Soyeon was hit harder than the rest being the leader, she was meant to mentor and protect them but this was out of her reach and all she could do was watch it all unfold.

Soojin packed up all of her things from her room, with one last heartfelt goodbye and she left the dorm for the last time...

Months passed since then, and the whole allegations would soon prove that the victim had been making it all up and would suffer much backlash from netizens but none of that would be her fate now. Not where she is...

Soojin had been under hiding at her friend's house, keeping a low profile and she hardly left her room nor the house which causes concern for her dear friend.

Eventually, the whole incident and Soojin was left forgotten as time went on but she never forget the day where she was kicked out of her group.

One cold and foggy night, Soojin finds herself sitting out in the park thinking back on her times with her members and all the fond memories they have made.

"Maybe it can't end like this right...?" She thought to herself.

"Oh, who am I kidding? There's no hope... Everyone has forgotten me and perhaps that's a good thing... Right?" She said to herself and sighed.

Suddenly the air grew colder and the fog whirled around her, she thought she could hear someone's footsteps approaching her but the fog was too thick for her to see anything.

Soojin then spots a feminine figure approaching her, the woman looked rather young maybe around in her early 20s or so, and she had short hair, and she was dressed in a retro outfit that 3rd-generation idols would wear in MVs.

The woman stared down at Soojin coldly with a frown almost as if she was disappointed in her and Soojin scared and nervous looked at her with fright.

"W-who are you?" Soojin asked trembling in fear.

"I am the spirit of Idol's past, I have come to show you the error of your ways," The spirit spoke.

"T-the error of my ways?" She nervously asked.

"Yes! You were once a proud idol, but when the allegations began to fall you didn't do anything to hold your ground! You surrendered to those who were dragging you down and now look at you! One of the many idols that people forget about. You should've kept pushing forward even if all the odds were against you! " The spirit sternly said and Soojin looked down in shame and regret.

"Y-your right, I should've fought for my place... I don't know what to do anymore... I lost everything... My hopes... And my dreams... Gone in the winds," Soojin cried and muttered.

The spirit seeing Soojin in despair of her mistakes, her expression softened and placed her hand on her shoulder and gently grabbed her chin raising it up for Soojin to face her.

"But not all is lost, you still have a chance to escape the fate of many others who have come before you, you must shine the light and lead the way, inspire others to show them what it means to fight for survival!" The spirit explained and she disappeared into the fog leaving Soojin with a heavy breath.

Soojin got back on her feet, she sniffed and wiped the tears off her face feeling more determined and motivated than ever in her life for the first time since she first debuted.

After that night, Soojin with all her might made her goal to fulfill her promise to the spirit but she rather grew curious of the spirit's true identity.

That morning, a scout from an entertainment company approached her and invited her to an audition to become an idol. Soojin immediately knew what to do and saw this as her final chance to make things right.

She accepted the invitation to BRD Communications and she successfully passed the audition thanks to her hard work and practice.

The judges were pleased with her performance and immediately offered her a place within their label and Soojin accepts the offer.

It may not be a big company like Cube or YG but at least it's a start to something bigger than herself and a place in the idol industry.

Her debut took off and Soojin who thought everyone forgot about her was proven wrong as many Neverlands and stans returned and showered her with praise.

Soojin never felt more happier and proud in her life, despite the darkest times, she got back up and kept pushing forward just as she promised.

Eventually, Soojin would soon learn the identity of the spirit she encountered that fateful night... It was none other than Ahn Sojin, a trainee of five years who was one of the many unfortunate that never debuted.

Sadly, she took her own life, Soojin felt sad about the news of the poor trainee and her spirit, but at least she fulfilled her promise and she felt Sojin smiling upon her.

One day, Soojin would come to visit her grave and organize a beautiful batch of flowers and place it in the flower pot on the grave stone.

"Thank you, for showing me the way... If it weren't for you, I'd be lost, and I hope you are proud of me, may you rest in peace," Soojin spoke as she adjusted the flowers.

She stepped back with one final look and walked back to her car as Sojin watched her from the distance with a warm smile.

"Your welcome, my dear..." She spoke and vanished into the winds.

Even though Soojin never saw or heard from her spirit again there had been claims from idols interacting with the spirit of Sojin.

She may be gone physically but she will still be with us in spirit and many say she is a "Grigori" and watches over those who are in need.

[the-sun-and-the-sky]

“Kiss me” “What-”

Summary: What feelings surface when you get jealous? 

Pairing: Phoenix x f!reader (no use of y/n) 

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Jealousy, suggestive comments/thoughts, minor physical descriptions, no use of y/n, military inaccuracies, and zero, absolutely zero, beta reading 

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It had been a hot day. Much hotter than it had been in anyone’s recent memory. But if they had thought the heat would abide when the sun went down, they were in for a rude awakening.

You leaned against the railing of the Hard Deck, staring off into the distance at the crashing waves further down the beach. You sighed, imagining how nice the cool water would feel against your near-feverish skin. There was no breeze to speak of and you half-heartedly fanned yourself with your hand. A quickly warming glass of Jack and Coke sat near your elbow. 

Behind you, the usual sounds of the bar filled the air. Laughter, yells, and even cheering as some poor person unknowingly subjected themselves to buying a round for the entire crowd. You felt your lips twitch as you glanced over your shoulder to see who it was, but your gaze fell on someone else entirely.

You had only stepped out for a moment but in that time, the naval aviators you had become friends with over the past several weeks had shown up. A quick wave from the short brunette made you push away from the railing and step back into the stifling bar.

As you pushed past several nameless servicemen, your heart did a little flip-flop. Natasha Trace, more casually known as “Phoenix” among her fellow pilots, had caught your attention from the first moment you’d met her. Not only was she incredibly beautiful, but she possessed a lightning-quick wit and packed more comebacks than anyone you knew. How could you have avoided falling for her?

And it didn’t help that from the beginning, the two of you had fallen into a routine of effortless flirting that stayed surface level, never leading to anything more than covert glances and a few accidental brushes. But it was enough to quicken your heartbeat and send pleasant tingles all over your body.

“Hey,” Phoenix said, patting the empty seat next to her as you approached. “Saved you the best seat in the house.”

Quickly you sat down, your knees oddly shaky. You only hoped the blush you felt creeping up your neck wasn’t noticeable in the dimming light.

“You look pretty tonight.” Phoenix had to lean closer to be heard over the music and drunken cheering. 

You could feel her breath kiss the column of your neck and it was all you could do to sit still. To give your hands something to do, you smoothed the fabric of your sundress. Small yellow flowers stared up at you.

“How come this is the first time I’m seeing you in a dress?” Phoenix asked, her eyes tracing over the thin fabric that fell around your thighs.

You shrugged, trying to act casual but your slightly breathless voice gave you away. “Never had any reason to, I guess. Or anyone to dress up for.”

That, and the Southern California heat was murder.

Phoenix tilted her head slightly, her perfectly styled hair shining in the overhead lights. Her eyes continued to trace over your body and you willed your heart to not beat out of your chest despite its valiant effort to do just that.

Eventually, she spoke and her voice was almost a whisper. “If I had it my way, you would wear dresses all the time. That is when you’re not busy wearing nothing at all.”

A light gasp escaped your lips. Phoenix’s eyes sparkled and she grinned, clearly pleased by your reaction. Her eyes raked down your body again and you could feel the blush returning. The pilot had never said anything so blunt. It caught you off guard. 

Thankfully, a quick word from Hangman had Phoenix distracted long enough for your skin to cool and your mind to start working again. At first, you were grateful for the distraction but that quickly turned to annoyance when Hangman enlisted Phoenix’s help in a game of pool against two men you didn’t recognize. By their tan uniforms, you had to assume they were also Navy but you were sure you hadn’t seen them around before.

You let out an impatient sigh and contented yourself by glaring at the back of Hangman’s head. That man had the worst timing.

Your eyes slid to Phoenix who causally leaned against the pool table, her head thrown back, laughing at something one of the strangers had said. A tight knot bunched in your stomach. Tension tightened your limbs as you watched the other girl talk with the strangers. 

The game started and jabs were thrown but you couldn’t hear them over the den. Phoenix stood off to the side to let Hangman shoot. One of the strangers sidled up to her and struck up a conversation. The knot tightened. The slow seep of resentment crept into your bones, making you irritated. 

Just as Phoenix laughed at something the man said, something inside you snapped. Sure, nothing ever happened between the two of you, but that didn’t mean that you didn’t want something to happen. And if Hangman hadn’t interrupted earlier, it might have. Now this strange man was getting all of Phoenix’s attention.

It should have been you.

Annoyed at yourself for feeling this way and letting it get to you in the first place, you stood and quickly walked back outside. 

The sun had fully set, the last hints of color fading from the sky. A slight breeze had picked up, relieving an otherwise unbearable evening. In the distance, the sound of waves crashing against the sand reached your ears.

You took a deep breath of the salty air and closed your eyes. You tried to calm your mind and sort out your feelings with no luck.

It was undeniable. You had fallen for Phoenix at some point but you just couldn’t pinpoint when. Sometime between the stolen glances, the back-and-forth chatter, and the laughter. The pilot had wormed her way into your heart and was now breaking it, all without her knowing. 

You risked a glance over your shoulder to see if Phoenix was still with the stranger, but you couldn’t find either of them. They must have left. You probably should too, because you felt weirdly hollow inside.

You had just turned to walk back to your car when someone spoke.

“There you are.”

Phoenix materialized at your side and it was all you could do not to jump. As it was, you did take a couple of steps back. 

The easy grin on her face faltered and she reached out to wipe a tear from your cheek. You hadn’t noticed it had fallen.

“Is everything ok?” She asked, worry knitting her eyebrows together.

You nodded, not quite trusting your voice.

“Did something happen?” Concern was evident in her voice.

“No,” you whispered, barely finding your voice. “I’m just tired. I think I should head home.” 

“If this is about that guy,” Phoenix said, thrusting her thumb back at the pool tables. “He’s just a friend from basic I hadn’t seen in a while. There’s nothing going on between us.”

“It’s not that.”

Phoenix took a step forward. You barely registered that she was now in your space. 

“You’re a terrible liar,” she said, trying to meet your eyes but you were gazing off into the gathering darkness beyond the railing.

You heard Phoenix blow out a long breath. Her fingers drummed faintly against the material of her pants.

“Truth is, I like you a lot. And I’ve wanted to tell you for some time now, but I didn’t know how to. Plus, I was scared you wouldn’t feel the same way about me.”

In disbelief, you met Phoenix’s eyes. A shy smile graced her lips.

It wasn’t one-sided after all?

“Was that too much?” She asked, her smile slipping slightly. “I just thought-”

“Kiss me.”

“What-”

“Kiss me,” you repeated, your eyes never leaving hers.

Slowly, Phoenix brought her hands up to cradle your face. You nearly sighed feeling the light touch of her fingers. With one final step, she brought herself into your orbit completely. Her lips brushed yours ever so slightly and you could taste a hint of beer on them.

You settled your shaking hands on her waist and deepened the kiss. Glossed lips met chapped in a cautious dance of discovery. Somehow it was everything you’d imagined and more. Phoenix kissed like she flew, confident with a hint of recklessness.

Her hands threaded into your hair, pulling you closer. The skin where her fingers brushed, burned and you couldn’t help imagining what it would feel like to have her hands on other parts of your body. You shivered at the thought.

Eventually, the two of you pulled away to catch a breath. It was all you could do not to whine at the loss of her lips. You rested your foreheads against one another, panting slightly.

“That was-”

“Yeah,” Phoenix laughed breathlessly.

“Do it again.” 

She eagerly complied and it was a long time before either of you went back into the bar to join your friends. 

[nburkhardt]

Chrissy Cunningham, coming back to the music industry. First single in three years!

Chrissy Cunningham was once a Disney star, grew up in the spot light and was America’s sweetheart. Stepped away from the acting world to become a singer, with her fan base following along with her; became a pop star over night with her first single, Love Story. Eventually the actress turned singer, she took a massive break from both to quietly start up a fashion line.

Her success is known world wide and has recently stepped back in Hollywood with a short series on Hulu. Now it seems after that success, she’s taking her comeback further with her new single; Single Soon.

We’re all ready to hear the new music and see what else Cunningham has up her sleeve!

“The world seems to be ready for you, Sweets.” Eddie looks up from his phone to smile at a nervously pacing Chrissy, “Why the pacing?”

Chrissy groans and falls helplessly against the couch, covering her face and says something that Eddie can’t hear. She groans again, lifting a hand and repeats, “I’m afraid of what Jason’s gonna think”

“Carver? You’re asshole of an ex? That guy?”

She groans and sits up, “I’ve only ever dated one guy named Jason, Eddie! You know this”

He snorts, “yeah well, what about him?”

Chrissy glares at him and Eddie raises his hands in surrender, a finger wiggle gets her glare to drop. His smile drops as her face falls and he sets his phone down to sit next to her, “Chrissy, babe, what’s the actual problem? The song is amazing, your show is a success and Robin is coming over with Stevie”

“I’m afraid Jason will react, Eds. He is sweet but he can be a lot-“

“Yeah I know, I got the texts to remember that he has a controlling side”

She groans again, “we’ve been broken up for months and now I’m coming out with this song, he could try something” she’s biting her lip and twisting her shirt in her hands, “Just, I don’t want backlash”

Eddie softens and pulls her against his side, kissing her temple and rubbing her arm, “you won’t, not from the ones who know you. You have me, the rest of our friends and your fans? Babe, they’ll always be supportive of you! They’ll never take his side if he does come out with bullshit about you.”

“I guess” she mumbles against him, “Are you absolutely sure Robin will be here?”

Eddie’s happy that she’s hiding against his side, because she doesn’t see the shit-eating grin he has, “Stevie made absolutely sure that she’ll be there, he even promised to drag her away from her studio if he has too.”

“He doesn’t have to do that! I know she has a deadline for-“

He makes a ‘tsk’ sound while shaking his head, ��Chrissy, her deadline isn’t as soon as you think. Stevie told me it’s actually in October, three months away. Your crush just has anxiety over her album, she can take a day to relax and maybe this will finally be the chance you get!”

She doesn’t say anything, Eddie has a good point but still, Chrissy is worried but she won’t say it again.

Eddie squeezes her once before hopping up and holding his hand out for her, she grabs it and is immediately up and twirled around before being hugged.

“Watch, this single will be a huge success. Carver can cry his heart out, you’ll be making records and get the girl you like so much. Trust me on this, Chrissy Cakes”

She squeezes her arms around him and nods, lost with words right now. Knowing her best friend, he’ll keep that promise and keep reminding her of it to even out her anxiety on it.

(Eddie’s right of course, the song is a huge success. At the launch party, she ends the night on stage with Robin Buckley, spinning her around and kissing her cheek. The media go wild with it, but it doesn’t bother Chrissy like she thought she would. Instead, she spends weeks laughing at Jason’s poor attempts to ruin her with Robin next to her)

I… don’t know where this came from other than I heard Selena Gomez’s new song ‘Single Soon’ and then I just started typing hahaha.

Information to know: everyone is famous in some way in this. Eddie’s got Corroded Coffin, Chrissy is basically Selena Gomez (child star/singer/fashion designer) Robin’s an indie singer and Steve’s a baseball player. The Party members are whatever you can think of it, I’d like to think some of them are YouTubers, singers & actors. Jason is also unfortunately famous too, he’s an actor. Steve and Eddie are together in this. They’ve been playing matchmaker with their best friends/platonic soulmates.

I could probably write more but I probably won’t lol so if anyone wants, you can take this and add too it or write your own version!

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[dudadragneel]

Hey guys! It's me!

How are you?

I'm back now with a request that's been sitting on my notes for a while.

My dear 🍎, I took far too long to get this one done and post it confidently.

I don't know if you're still around but if you find this, I hope you'll like it.

I hope you enjoy!

🍎

Maybe something where it’s a really hot day and the boys had a shoot or something and y/n gets rlly worried at home because she knows Felix is especially vulnerable to getting overheated. Then when he comes home to the dorms where reader is waiting for him Felix actually gets heat stroke and sunburn and reader knows that whenever he gets overheated he will DEFINITELY throw up. But she can tell he’s trying to play it cool because he’s with the members but she knows it’s only a matter of time until he gets sick. He just spends the whole day nauseous and miserable trying to conceal it and he eventually does end up throwing up ofc.

Photoshoots were a big part of their lives, comeback ones, magazine ones, individual shootings, you name it. Sometimes one would question the choices of outfits but well, art is something difficult to understand.

Their outfits would always match the concept they were going for, which meant they could wear winter clothing in the heat of the summer and whatnot.

Another recurring situation was shooting during questionable weather conditions: too hot or too cold.

Today was a really hot day, hot enough to be able to cook an egg on the pavement, not even the shades of the trees were doing much to help. And unfortunately for the boys, they had an outside shooting, which meant they'd be under the sun for hours.

And although you didn't accompany Felix this time, you were at home extremely worried about him, since he wasn't good with extremely hot weather, he'd easily have heat exhaustion and once he almost had a heat stroke.

They were shooting a segment for SKZ-Code and they were having fun at first but the weather was scorching hot and they wished they were filming at a water park, at least they'd be inside a pool.

As the shooting went on, Felix started to feel weird, his head was pounding, his body felt too hot and he was lightheaded.

He knew exactly what was happening so before it could get any worse, he talked to Chan but the others noticed as well.

- Hyung.

- Hm?

Chan answered getting close to the young boy and already reaching an arm towards him.

- I'm not feeling very well...

He said weakly and bending forward so he could use his hands to support his weight on his knees.

- Let's get you to a shade, it might be heat exhaustion. Come on.

Chan motioned to the staff to stop recording and wrapped his arms around Felix's tiny body which was indeed too hot and really red and guided him to a tree nearby, with the others following behind.

The staff opened a blanket on the grass so he could lay down and put some ice packs on his nape, forehead and under his arms to try to cool him down. And the others took the chance to rest for a while and drink some cold water.

- How are you feeling?

Hyunjin asked sitting down next to Felix and handing a water bottle.

- Bad...my head hurts and the world feels like it's spinning...

- You're really not good with hot weathers. Try to drink a bit, it'll feel good.

Felix followed Hyunjin's suggestion and then lay down again, he was feeling too dizzy to even sit up and was wondering if he'd manage to finish the shooting.

Hyunjin moved so Felix could lie down on his lap and placed an ice pack on his chest, trying to make the boy feel as comfortable as possible.

The staff were cooling down the other members and bought some sports drink and popsicles to help them cope with the heat.

Meanwhile, Chan was calling you to talk about Felix because he knew you were already worried about the weather.

- Hey y/n!

- Hi, Chan! How are you?

- I'm good and you?

- I'm fine, apart from the heat. How's the shooting going?

- Yeah...well... Not that good, I guess? Felix is experiencing heat exhaustion.

- Oh god, I knew it was gonna happen. How's he feeling?

- He didn't faint or anything thankfully but he said he was feeling dizzy and his head was hurting. But he didn't mention anything about being nauseous.

- Well, if he's really not feeling nausea, that's good. But there's a high chance he's just hiding it.

- I know. We're gonna keep and eye on him. You'll meet us at the dorm right?

- Yeah.

- Okay. See you later.

- See ya.

Chan got back to where the kids were and also sat down next to Felix. It was too hot for everyone but they knew it was even harder for Felix.

The staff gave them the popsicles and Felix gratefully accepted it.

Yes, he was feeling nauseous but he'd rather eat something cold than just trying to bear with the heat alone, even if he knew it could backfire later.

And the popsicle tasted heavenly, he could feel his body cooling down, so maybe, just maybe, this time it would be better. But deep down he knew it wasn't the case, he knew exactly what would happen.

When he felt good enough he told the others and the staff that he could continue the shooting.

He tried to have fun with the remaing recording time but all of them kept an eye on him and saw how he'd sway and bend over occasionally.

By the end of the recording Felix had gotten a rather bad sunburn and was really close to fainting. When they started walking to the van his vision got blurry and he almost fell but Chan caught him before that could happen.

- Hey, hey. You good mate?

- No...I'm still dizzy...

He answered slowly blinking as if trying to adjust his vision and just leaned his weight on Chan.

- Let's get you to the car, the AC is gonna help a bit.

Chan grabbed him and carried the young boy to the van and settled him laying down resting his head on Changbin's lap.

- Are you comfortable, Yongbok-ah?

- Yes, hyung...

He said covering his eyes with his arm and taking a deep breath.

- Just relax, we'll be home soon.

Changbin said while he caressed Felix's arm. They were all worried about him, specially when the car started moving because they new vomiting was the main symptom whenever he got overheated. And if it didn't happen until now, it meant he was putting up a front and things would go south later.

⏳

By the time they got back at the dorms, he was twice more red than when they left the site.

Entering the apartment he ran to you like a kid and when you hugged him, you felt how hot he was and he winced in pain at the touch.

- Sorry, baby.

- It's okay.

His face and specially his back and shoulders were burning, even the fabric of his shirt touching his skin was painful.

- Did you put on sunscreen?

- Yeah, but it didn't do much...

- It could be worse. Chan told me you had heat exhaustion, how are you feeling?

- I'm fine now.

- Felix.

You said with a more stern tone.

- Okay, my head hurts and I'm dizzy...

- And your stomach? Are you feeling nauseous?

- No. I'm just tired.

Lies.

He was feeling nauseous, earlier, a few minutes after he felt the first symptoms, the nausea settled in and it worsened when he ate the popsicle.

- Why don't you go shower? You're still overheated.

- I will.

He said as he buried his head on your neck, not wanting to break the hug.

- Baby? Are you feeling okay?

You said with a soft voice and gently rubbing his back up and down and stroking the back of his neck. You knew that this behavior was a tell tale that he wasn't feeling well at all, but you didn't want to pressure him into admitting that.

- Uhum...

- Are you still dizzy? Do you want me to stay in the bathroom with you? Or by the door?

- Can you?

He said with a whiny voice and a little pout.

- Of course, baby. Come on.

You grabbed his hand and guided him to the bathroom and then picked a set of light clothes for him.

- I'll be outside. Yell if you feel faint.

- Thank you.

In the shower, the cold water relieved a lot of the pain he was feeling from the sunburn and helped bring his temperature down, even if only a bit.

But the dizziness wasn't going away, the room was spinning and the ground felt like quicksand. The pressure he felt inside his head just made him more and more dizzy to the point he thought he was going to faint. But before it could happen, he leaned on the wall for support and crouched down.

He didn't want to tell you to come inside so he tried to deal with it on his own. He sat down under the shower and allowed the cold water to just flow through his body while taking deep breaths and focusing on the cold feeling on his skin.

It took some time but the dizzy spell got better and he finished his bath without any other impending accident, although his nausea did increase in the process.

He put on the shorts you got for him, as well as the loose tank top, honestly the best choice of clothing for someone who had heat exhaustion and was still overheated and with a bad sunburn.

He got out of the bathroom with a cold towel on top os his head as he was still feeling too hot, noticing the bath didn't do that much to help after all.

You stood up and hugged him and he buried his face once more in your neck. Felix was a cuddle bug and that was no surprise to anyone, but he got extra clingy whenever he was sick.

- how are you feeling, sweetie?

You asked, voice as soft as silk, almost making him break down into tears from how bad he was feeling. But he didn't want to admit that, for some reason unknown even to him, he just wanted to shrug it off and just pray he wouldn't get sick like he always did.

- A little better.

- You still feel hot, though. Go sit down, I'll get another cold towel for you.

The boys all gathered in the living room, sitting on the floor with the AC on, every fan they could find turned on as well and the windows slightly opened.

Either that or they'd would definitely melt inside that dorm.

While they sorted out everything in the living room, you were in the kitchen damping the towel in cold water to help Felix feel a little better. Lee Know also entered the kitchen to cut some watermelon and other fruits for everyone.

- Y/n, how's Felix?

- Honestly? I don't think he's okay. Before the shower he said he was still feeling lightheaded and when I hugged him a few minutes ago his body still felt hot. I think he's just trying to put up a front. I just don't know why.

- Sometimes he's like that. We all are. We'll all keep an eye on him. Everyone's here so there's no need to worry. Now come on.

He said with that typical bunny smile as he got the bowls with the fruits.

You arranged yourselves in a circle, some were laying down, the others just seated, you sat close to Felix and placed the cold towel on his nape.

- How does it feel?

- Woah~ it feels nice...thank you.

He said kissing your cheek.

They decided to play some games while enjoying the fruits Lee Know prepared. You kept feeding Felix one bite at a time, figuring his stomach wasn't well and not wanting to trigger it. And he was enjoying it since most of the fruits had more juice than actual fruit, meaning it was sitting well with his stomach. Or so he thought.

Deep inside his mind, there was this little voice telling him he was gonna be sick eventually and that he should drop the tough act sooner rather than later.

Eventually Han fell asleep, Chan got his computer to work on some songs while you, Felix and the others kept playing. The game was fun, at least for you, who was on a winning streak and was earning gasps from the boys.

After one more round, you dropped the game and let the others continue. Felix kept playing as well while you gently caressed his nape, making him feel relaxed.

But that little voice had become louder in the past few minutes. It was like he suddenly became aware of how hot his body was feeling and how much it hurt, as well as his head. The dizziness was coming back and sitting down was no different than standing up at this point.

And the nausea was 100% settled in now, he could feel his stomach starting to twist and gurgle, and his mouth started to taste foul.

He decided to stop the game, leaning his head on your shoulder and you could feel the heat radiating from his body.

You wrapped your arm around his shoulder and gently rubbed his arm with your thumb while your other hand brushed his long blonde fluffy hair from his face, revealing a flushed freckled face.

- Are you okay, sweetie?

- hm...just tired...

He lied one more time.

Felix stayed in that position for some time, with you stroking his hair all the time.

But his stomach started to feel worse, it was turning aggressively and gurgling even more, he could feel everything sloshing around and threatening to come up.

His mouth started filling up with saliva and instinctively he started to swallow convulsively. He really didn't want to throw up.

Much to his demise, his attempt to hide this from you failed completely because as he started to swallow, you could feel his jaw clenching on your shoulder.

You also noticed how he was clenching his fists and trying to take deep breaths.

- Honey?

Felix accepted that he was fighting a losing battle against his stomach. A harsh contraction worsened the nausea and shot up its contents up his chest and when he felt it hit the back of his throat he knew there was nothing else he could do.

He nudged at you with shaky hands catching your attention.

- What's wrong?

You asked taking in the image of the once bright tomato red boy turned into pale green.

He just pointed at his stomach and swallowed hard not daring to open his mouth and risk vomiting on the floor.

- Shit. Let's go, come on.

You said standing up and wrapping your arms around Felix to help him up and take him to the bathroom.

The members looked at you with confusion.

- He's gonna throw up.

You said quietly before entering the bathroom and locking the door behind you.

Inside, Felix went straight to the toilet, bracing the edges for support as his stomach expelled the first wave of purpleish vomit, hitting the water with a sickening sound.

He didn't get a chance to breathe before a cough brought up another stream, one that ended up getting on the edges of the seat. And was immediately followed by another bout of chunky yet watery vomit.

- Oh my baby. You're really not feeling well.

- I-i feel-

He tried to say but was cut off by a wet gag bringing up even more vomit.

- D-dizzy-

He managed to say swaying to the side as his knees almost gave up but you caught him and guided him to kneel down.

- There, it's safer like this.

You said sitting on the edge of the bathtub next to the toilet and proceeding to hold Felix's hair and rub his back.

He spat out a few times before his stomach lurched again making him duck his head inside the toilet as another wave ripped through his body.

- That's it, let it out. Let everything out.

He coughed productively a few times, the sounds being clearly loud enough to be heard outside the bathroom.

- Fuck...

- It's okay honey. It's okay.

After this last bout his stomach gave him a little break but he was twice more dizzy than before, so he just slumped back and let his head rest on your legs.

You grabbed some toilet paper to wipe his mouth and then tied his hair on a pony tail.

- Feeling any better, honey?

- No...I'm still nauseous and dizzy...

- Oh baby. Just stay like this for a while, okay?

You said as you rubbed his back in circles and could still feel how hot he was. He's had heat exhaustion a few times during dates and shootings, but this was the second time he got this overheated.

- It's too hot...

He said weakly and fanning his shirt.

- Why don't you take off your shirt for a while? I'll wipe you back with a cold towel.

- Can you help me?

- Of course.

You helped him out of his shirt, being very careful to not scratch the sunburned areas.

- Later, when you're feeling a bit better, I'll put some lotion to help with the pain, okay?

- Okay...

Turning on the faucet of the bathtub, you grabbed a towel and damped it in the cold water and then started wiping Felix's back with it.

- How does it feel?

- Refreshing...

Felix answered as he let his body relax leaning on yours. The cold sensation felt heavenly against his burned skin.

He closed his eyes and allowed himself to just relax under your touch, both the cold towel and you stroking his hair.

The poor boy managed to calm down for a bit only to be betrayed by his stomach. It contracted lightly a few times, making him burp but he muffled them and brought his hand to his stomach, in an attempt to calm it down.

But it wasn't working, in fact the nausea was building up again and his stomach was gurgling rather loudly. He started gagging weakly but didn't want to move to the toilet until a strong contraction made him retch and a small amount of vomit escaped his lips and got on your leg. He then lurched forward getting to the toilet in time for another stream to come out, this time a little more watery than before.

- Sorry-

He said weakly before coughing up two consecutives waves of watery vomit.

- It's okay, baby. Don't worry about this.

You reassured him as you rubbed his back up and down and then in circles.

- Babe...can you hold my hand?

- Of course, honey.

You put the cold towel on his nape and grabbed his hand. He gripped it tightly when his stomach cramped harshly making vomit gush out of his nose as well.

You didn't even know what to say anymore but just stay there and help him with your touch.

After another wave, he was out of breath and panting, and you were afraid it could lead to hyperventilation and maybe even an anxiety attack.

- Baby? I need you to take deep breaths, okay? With me, follow my breathing.

He struggled in the beginning but he managed to calm down by following your breathing pattern.

- That's it. You're okay.

You said as you kept on rubbing his back.

- Thanks...

He answered weakly spitting out a thick stream of saliva and then leaning on your legs again.

- Do you think you're done?

- For now....but everything still hurts...

- I know honey...do you wanna take another shower? Or do you want me to wipe your back?

- Can you do it for me?

- Sure honey.

You damped the towel in cold water one more time and proceeded to wipe his back then his chest and abdomen.

- There you go. Did it help?

- Yes, thank you babe.

He said kissing your hand. The sick boy didn't want to let go of you.

- Do you want to move to the bedroom?

- Not yet...let me stay like this a little longer...

- okay, baby.

He wasn't feeling that nauseous anymore but he was afraid of moving and getting sick again. So he focused on his breathing and your touch as you gently stroked his hair and his back.

After a few minutes his stomach seemed to be settled and he really wanted to lay down.

- I wanna sleep, honey...

- Let's go then.

- Can you help me up?

- Yes, honey. Up you go.

You said as you got up from your seat and helped him up by holding him under his arms. When he was on his feet he swayed a little bit but you steadied him and guided him to the sink so he could brush his teeth and get rid of that awful taste.

When you got out, the other members were still in the living room, looking worried about Felix.

- How are you doing?

Changbin asked from where he was sitting.

- Better...just tired, and burning.

He said smiling, trying to lighten the situation since he knew everyone was worried about him.

- Go rest then. Y/n do you need any help?

- No, it's okay. You guys enjoy and try not to melt.

You said laughing and guiding Felix to his bedroom.

He sat on his bed and you got some lotion to apply on his skin to help with the sunburn and the feeling of being hot.

- Does it feel good?

- Woah, a lot.

- This lotion is kinda cold, it's supposed to relieve the burning sensation.

- It's really good.

Once you were done he lay down on the bed, looking really tired from the ordeal. When you stood up he noticed the vomit stain on your pants and remembered what happened. The heat exhaustion and the vomiting had him in a sort of daze for a while.

- Sorry about that.

- Oh this? Don't worry about it! I'll get one of your shorts.

You said smiling and winking at him. Once you had changed he couldn't help but smile back at you because you looked really cute.

- I love you, honey.

- I love you too, baby. Now wait here, I'll get some ice packs and a wet cloth for you.

You quickly went to the kitchen and then back to the bedroom to find Felix already asleep. Kneeling next to the bed you placed the wet cloth on his forehead and the ice packs on his neck which made him flinch but not wake up.

You brushed his hair off his face and just kept looking at him with tender eyes, admiring his beauty, his little freckles and caressing his hand while he slept. You loved him with all your heart and he deserved all the pampering you could provide at the moment.

[octoberautumnbox]

Happy 1,022+ Followers for Box!!!

I'm very grateful to all of you who followed me despite me not being that great or experienced as a writer, and I truly appreciate everyone who's ever given me feedback and criticism to help me improve! From this point forward, I'll work even harder to get better and earn the space I take up in your timelines :))))

(tldr but under the keep reading is lots and lots of rambling and impt announcement lmao soery)

I'll be honest when I started writing four months ago I never thought I'd get anywhere near where I am now in terms of notes and followers. Back in November, all I was concerned about was promoting Yuri through this very weird very niche platform, which I think I was able to achieve just a little bit!

Since then though, I've gained so much too. The very nice people at The Bunker are great friends and amazing writers that I look up to and have helped me improve as a writer on more than a hundred occasions.

A very on-brand Box saying would be that this was such a weird little learning experience I'll never forget. This was so fun and I'd love to go through all of it again!

Now you might be thinking "Shit. Is Box retiring?" Well no lol I'm not done and have a bunch more fics in various stages of writing that will see the light of day eventually! Downside is even I don't know when those'll be so idk stick around I guess lol or not that's up to you

All this said though, I think now is a terrible time for a hiatus but it is what it is. Things are going turbulent IRL once more and I'm thinking that I need to sort them out again. I don't know when I'll be back but rest assured that only very very little will be able to keep me away :D

Until then, please continue to keep Yuri in your hearts and minds! Squid Game 2 will be out later in 2024, she will continue to make OSTs, and of course we're all waiting for her next comeback! There's much to look forward to and I'm hoping all you honorary Glassys will tune in.

That's all for now! October's Autumn Box will now temporarily close :)

[whoiwanttoday]

The world is often full of some inherent contradictions that make it hard to navigate. Experience is really the only compass we have, which is why in theory we should listen to our elders but in reality a lot of them have dementia and the truth is an experienced dipshit is still a dipshit, so if you are young you don't really have the experience to tell which else is wizened and which one is just old and bitter. Like drugs are a good example. I grew up in an era where we sure were told a lot about how bad drugs were. I remember this one PSA where it was a guy in profile and he started talking aobut trying pot and the top of his head turned to ash, then he did more drugs and more of him turned to ash and eventually he like died in a gutter and all ash and got blown away at the end. It's scary stuff but as you get older you see other people do drugs and they don't choke on their own vomit at all. Instead Jessica Miles makes out with them. It's not at all what the PSAs warned us about and you start to feel a little lied to when you realize drugs actually make you feel good and if you do them then people think that you're cool. Obviously, it takes time to know there are degrees to all of this. You can do all the lines of coke you want off of a computer desk at 7 AM while sitting in your underwear and writing about who you want to fuck today and pretty much no one will think that you're cool, so context still matters but it is one of those inherent things that meant I saw a lot of people swing too far one way and then the other in response to this sort of thing.

Anyway, I was thinking about this and how we can really vacillate too far one way or another and Anne Hathaway and Christopher Nolan. Nolan recently said he didn't know what the line meant, "You either die a hero or live long enough to become a villain" meant when he put it in the movie and I am with him there, like I kind of got it but it felt like a cumbersome line and no one had ever said that before so why did they act like it was a common saying. People say it now though and boy does it resonate as we as a culture turn on things and people. Anne Hathaway said in an interview about how hard it was when the internet turned on her. I remember that. I never quite got it but I was told it was because I wanted to fuck her so I was blinded to what a monster she is I guess. I'd love to counter this claim but my dating history makes it pretty clear that this is entirely possible. Anyway, I don't want to discount the possibility that Anne Hathaway is a monster but the truth is none of us know. She's certainly not our friend and I am willing to believe I would find most celebrities unbearable in person. This is just because they live in a world where they are surrounded by people who makes sure they know they are the center of the universe and I don't really know how that doesn't turn someone into an asshole. Like I have a ZZ Plant in my kitchen named Spencer. He's named Spencer because someone once told me plants are supposed to have names so I named him Spencer. Then they told me that's a stupid name and I said, "You're mom's stupid". We both laughed like it was a joke but I kept the name Spencer just to tweak her and I hope deep down my witty comeback still haunts her when she can't sleep. Anyway, my point is I don't particularly care about Spencer's feelings or if he even thinks Spencer is a good name. I water him when the notification comes up on my phone and otherwise kind of ignore him. What I am saying is lots of plants might think I am an asshole because I consider myself to be far above them and they might be right but Spencer is the only plant here so those other plants are just guessing. So Anne Hathaway might treat people like garbage or just sort of not think about them because she is supporting them and watering them but I don't know. So the idea that celebrities are someone to lionize or vilify is kind of weird but I think about my friends now who give their kids lectures on drugs when I fucking saw you rolling at foam parties and pretty much groping anyone who would let you. We aren't great at inbetweens. So like, sorry Anne Hathaway went through that but it's kind of just how people work. I had a point here but I lost it, I was too caught up laughing about how much it probably burns that I named my plant Spencer and got off a sick Mom joke on someone 4 years ago. I guess my core point is today I want to fuck Anne Hathaway.

[raptorladylover6969]

JWCT S2 TRAILER ANALYSIS/OBSERVATIONS/THEORIES ‼️‼️

Off the bat, we are immediately hit with a shot of some type of dino ranch thing…you can tell its for dinos because you can just barely see a parasaurolophus in one of the pens, and the horns of I think a styracosaurus?? Its some type of ceratopsian, the best guess I could make is, its some type of poaching thingy…kind of like the ones we saw in Dominion…could this be was Brooklynn was trying to show Darius???

It then cuts to a flashback of what happened THAT NIGHT, and we get to see Brooklynn getting attacked by a raptor, whom I identified was Ghost. Brooklynn seems to be having repetitive nightmares of this exact moment, as later she’s waking up from a dream…or, it could be after she was attacked, she fainted due to bloodloss, and someone saved her, and now she’s waking up on their couch??

We then see Brooklynn, most likely just a couple months after her “death”, doing some digging, printing out stuff, and exactly, this sheet of a record from the DPW of “Dinosaur Death Reports”…what could this mean? Does this mean that the so called “hybrid” that was mentioned that is wrecking havoc everywhere is killing a bunch of dinosaurs???

Could this “Dinosaur Liberation” group be the ones who saved Brooklynn? And why she is standing behind the leader looking NOT very endangered…is she now apart of this organization?? The raptor masks seem very specific…as we can see two of the members (the leader, and someone in the back beside Brooklynn, wearing these raptor masks, what significance do the raptor masks hold??)

The Nublar 5 are on an Island, but this isnt the island where the boat is going thats for sure. The Broker knows where the camp fam are, they are tracking them. (Its been conformed we’re gonna find out the IDENTITY of The Broker, but im DYINGGGG to know who it is. I think Soyona is off the table here, so we’re most likely getting a new character.)

This BROKER isnt only exporting dinos, but MAKING THEM TOO???? I think you can see why I scratched Soyona off the table here 😭😭 and these lab things too, which I’m guessing is where the horrible hybrid came from..

Some dino sanctuary thing on the island?????

Who is this man in the back of Brooklynn’s truck thingy??? And am I tweaking, or is he blindfolded.

(I 1 pic left before I hit the limit, but I’m saving it as a finale cuz I was shocked the most by it but anyway) KENJI AND BEN….OH BOY. THEY FIND OUT EVENTUALLY IM SCARED YALL IM SCAREDDDDDD 😭😭

This is Brooklynn’s secret apartment, and what looks to be months after the attack…she is getting attacked by a raptor, BUT NOT JUST ANY RAPTOR…IVE IDENTIFIED ITS RED. RED HAS MADE A COMEBACK. But this also begs the questions…why wasn’t Red in s1?? Could she have gotten injured while trying to finish Brooklynn off at her apartment? And also, doesn’t this mean that The Handler KNOWS Brooklynn is still alive, and was attempting to finish her off before the events of s1 take place? Anyway chat ermmm so ready for October 17th‼️‼️

[kingsmageandlionheart]

Thoughts on Legendborn (TLC, Bk 1)

Wow. Just wow. I had no idea what I was getting into (well a little bit thanks to the little peek I got at this book on my kindle), but it just swept me away in the most wonderful of ways. All of my rambling is under the cut because hello this is an essay whoops.

I'm a sucker for Arthuriana and really just any stories/lore related to that (Anyone ever read The Space Trilogy by C.S. Lewis? That's my jam.) So of course when I heard that this series has to do with that, of course I picked it up.

And I couldn't put it down. Okay, so I guess this will basically come down to (x) points: 1) The story, the world, the plot 2) The fascinating characters

The story, the world and the plot

I was interested from the start by the idea of descendants of King Arthur, Merlin and his knights here defending the world as we know it from all sorts of hell-creatures and eventually to stop the big bad event Camlann. I have to admit, I was a little bit confused with all the Scion, squire, page, liege, vassal stuff etc in the beginning. But that aside, it's a really cool idea.

It also just felt real to me reading the story through Bree's eyes, and seeing that, despite all this mythic chaos and shenanigans happening, she's still a girl in school with friends and a life to deal with.

I also thought it was really cool to see Bree coming into her power (this is only the beginning, I know, and she's still got a ways to go to figuring it out and stuff, but seeing her in that was cool), and hope to see more of that! By the way, the fact that she's Arthur's Scion?! What?! That throws a wrench into everything...

2. The characters

So I know that when I started this blog, I didn't have in mind yet who were my favorite characters because well, I'd just started reading. Now I can say so. As might be guessed, Selwyn Kane has just decided to start living rent-free in my head, and after "You are my king now, cariad", I can't stop thinking about Brelwyn. But I digress, let's get into my thoughts about the main three characters.

Bree

She's so strong! I love how she, despite the fact that she's still figuring out her role in all of this and what that means, she holds on to her beliefs and she will not let others walk all over her, you know? I personally am impartial to (as in I don't mind either way) if it's a hero or heroine leading the story...I've read lots of books with either or both , and I've enjoyed most everything I've read. But I adore a STRONG character, or one that comes into and discovers that strength in their journey, and I see that in Bree. She's fiery. I loved how she was not taking any shit from Sel in the first half of Legendborn and would snap a comeback or just let him know that she's not fazed by any of that. (We'll get to him in a bit though...though I love that Merlin now more than anything, he wasn't very nice to Bree in the beginning, to put it lightly).

Nick

Hm y'all might want to throw tomatoes at me but I feel a little meh about Nick. It was nice to see him guiding Bree and standing for her in the beginning, but Idk. I didn't feel very drawn to his character. (I tend to like the bad boys or the ones who need redemption arcs, but that's not to say I dislike Nick or I think he's not worth it. Nope, not what I'm saying). He's got a good heart, but I felt he came on a little strong sometimes. I mean, perhaps he was justified when he got angry at Sel over nearly hurting Bree. BUT I still don't think (and I agree with Sel here) it was fair for him to punch the Kingsmage when the latter, because of his oath, couldn't fight back. Okay, Nick is a young man and when I was young, I made impetuous decisions too, so maybe I should cut him some slack? Anyway, sorry this turned into something else.

Back to Nick. He's not bad. The bits with him and Bree were cute, and I can see a love thing happening maybe. I didn't quite follow why Nick wasn't so keen on sticking with Order. I get that there was a problem, but there was definitely bitterness/hostility from him towards that, and he wanted to separate himself from the Order or not be part of all that....I just, maybe I missed something. But yeah, he's not bad.

Sel

I saved my beloved for last. ;) He fascinates me. Also just the idea of 'Merlins' being half-human, half-demon descendants of the og Merlin. They have golden eyes...I thought it was interesting, that bit about his Oaths and keeping the demonia in check with all that. I have to say, my heart ached for him a bit in that scene when he tells Bree about how Lord Davis threatened him with stripping his title and how that means torture for a powerful Merlin like him. It was interesting to me the distinction (thank you, folks who helped clarify this for me) between Merlins and Shadowborn. I just want to know more about him.

Not gonna lie, he definitely seemed a bit of an asshole in the beginning and not so likeable (if his hostility and the way he acted towards Bree was anything to go by). But then again, thinking about it from his perspective...he genuinely thought Bree was a threat, some sort of Shadowborn, and as a real danger. So he was trying to protect Nick and the Order, I suppose.

But then there was the moment when he realized he'd made a mistake, and from that point on, things changed. I loved that scene when Bree's at the trials and Sel's just there watching her from the sidelines. When at the end, he stops her and offers to train her to help her fail less miserably, this was me pretty much.

I really, really liked to see the change between Sel and Bree (I'm a sucker for angst and h/c so moments like the 'You are a monster' 'You called me a monster once' when she hugged him after he found out about his mother, my poor boy) all the way until the 'You are my king now, cariad'. His voice was like a caress. Like. A. Caress. Excuse me, how dare you...and you ask me why I ship these two now. I will, once I finish Bloodmarked probably write something about Brelwyn js.

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"Viva la Viva, baby!"

So guess who watched Trolls 3 today~

Ngl, based on the trailers I had really low expectations for this movie, and it was really only after watching some TikToks with the villain song in them that I decided to give it a chance, and I'm so glad I did. 3 is by far my favourite of the entire series. Was not expecting to love Viva, but she was fantastic and I wish we had more screen time with her!

While I'm not entirely sure how I will/would integrate her into the Rough and Fluff AU, I decided to make a design for her anyways, complete with some little headcanons/additions. (Click the image for better quality)

More spoilery/AU discussions and 4th movie predictions below!

Okay okay, movie discussion first:

-I fucking LOVE the Putt Putt Trolls. Its so satisfying seeing how the trauma from the bergens being more fleshed out, and it makes perfect sense that they are as fearful as they are. I'm actually surprised there wasn't more pushback when Viva stopped them from executing Bridget and Gristle.

-(How did they escape actually? The tunnels collapsed, but were there other tunnels? Or did they have a different way out? How did so many, including the eldest heir to the throne, get left behind? Why did Peppy not get BOTH his daughter's immediately?)

-On the topic of Viva; notice how her ears are lower/sharper than Poppy's? I think that's typically a more masculine trait (not 100% bc we see some male trolls with softer/rounder ears) so uh yeah MTF Viva real suck my entire nards

-Fuck King Peppy. This guy gets worse every movie. He is the Dumbledoor/Sensi Wu of Trolls. Mans cannot just give Poppy relevant information to save his LIFE. I can understand not telling Poppy immediately, the grief of loosing his eldest daughter would understandably make that hard, but its been over 20 years now, and she deserved to know.

-Also, fuck most of Branch's brothers! I'm glad JD went back eventually (when exactly he did isn't clear, but sometime between the night of the escape and the first movie) but if he assumed Branch had died, why not try and contact his other siblings to tell them? Clay I can kinda understand with him not wanting to venture out beyond the mini golf area and leave the trolls he was helping to protect, but the rest of them? Not one of them tried to go back for their baby brother? Not even Floyd? When Trollstice was a thing?? Branch shoulda thrown hands fr.

-Rhonda the armadillo bus thing was hella cute and I want a plushie.

-I. Do not really like Crimp

-Velvet and Veneer slayed sooooooo hard. I hope Veneer makes a comeback.

-I also hope we see more of the other troll tribes again.

-The music for this movie was absolutely fire and I NEED a full cover of Sweet Dreams

-I wish the Grandma's death was touched on more than once for like .5 seconds. Like, come on guys, your brother just revealed a major trauma, and that your GRANDMA died!! For christ sake, maybe go apologize for fighting?? maybe go comfort him????

Movie numero 4 predictions:

-Broppy marriage. Branch fr said "Lets get married" by accident HES THINKING ABOUT IT

-Either Poppy/Viva get their mom back, or Branch gets one/both of his parents. Dreamworks will pull some bullshit out of their ass and say that uhm actually they escaped like years before the others did and have been, idk, trapped in the shadow realm or something.

-We see Chef/Creek again. Creek redemption ark would go crazy hard IF DONE RIGHT and I want to see that fear of some monster trying to eat all your friends come back again

-Broppy kid reveal at the end of the movie. Unbelievable amounts of Plush Toy Marketing and terrible spin offs ensue.

-backstory/lore/backstory/lore/backstory/lore/BACK

-I just want to see more Trollstice era stuff plz dreamworks

-We get a Sound of Silence reprise

-Branch/his brothers are revealed to be a hybrid/some kind of special troll. I am TELLING YOU this guy adapted to different kinds of music like it was NOTHING, something Poppy and the others struggled with. Hes got something in him I SWEAR

-Tiny diamond is, once again, part of the main supporting characters

Au shiz:

-If Viva IS put in, its going to most likely be during the sequel. Peppy is already going to be dragged through the mud, might have him mention something about a lost sibling near the end of the OG fic, and since the Pop trolls will be looking for a new home, maybe they'll run into her

-Branch's brothers will not be making an appearance. They simply dont fit into the narrative. I may do an alternate au with them included but who knows.

-Mildly considering making Tiny Diamond a Greek kid. (Guy x Creek) would make for some interesting angst.

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……well

i guess the seoul concert really did put me in my grave cuz i done disappeared again 🙂‍↕️ call me the boy who cried wolf atp w how many times i’ve said i’m coming back lmfao i’m sorry guys

even tho i’m obviously v late, i received some really sweet messages after my last update in may so i’ll be responding to those as well as……… drumroll……… finishing some old drafts and potentially answering some asks that i’ve received since then that are just too yummy to pass up 🫣 but don’t quote me on that y’all know how inconsistent i am

i told myself that i wouldn’t hurtle myself back down the rabbit hole of this blog but after spontaneously reading through what i’d had written so far of the prof soobin fic (…a moment of silence 😔🪦…) i’ve been itching to write again lately AND EVEN MAYBE FINISH THE FIC AHHH IDK just ask berrie she’s been witnessing my inner turmoil abt this soooo i might just fuck around and make a comeback against my better judgement 😗

take that w/ a grain of salt tho it probably won’t last long knowing me i’m also really busy w life these days so if i come back here it’ll be inconsistent for that reason too, just a warning !

i’m sad cuz back in jan/feb i had hit 1k while i was on my hiatus, so i never got to do an event or anything, and it’s been so long now so i probably won’t but still thank you guys so much for enjoying my works that much and for even still being here despite my absence!! an event will come eventually if i’m still around for 2k lol 🤧

@ my mooties be ready for me to pop up in your dms or inboxes 😳🫵🏼 i’ve probably lost all my nonnies atp but if y’all are still around come say hi kiss kiss kiss

today’s my day off so maybe expect some posts soon….. now time to go try and remember what tf my tags are 😀

[insomniakisses]

Sometimes you have to learn to share

Requested? no

Warnings/Notes: jealousy, drama in friendships, jennie being a smol sassy bean, Sua lowkey jennie bashes, kind of ooc but i feel like pissed of and jealous Sua is lowkey a bitch.

Note 2: i spent days on this bc i have minimal time to dedicate a day to wrote so i thing it may flick between tenses.

Fic type: fluff, slightly angst

Reader: fem reader

You’d been Boras best friend for what felt like a lifetime. The two of you having met when you were trainees eventually debuting in different companies. Her in Happy face, later DCC and you in YG entertainment. Which was were you had originally met Jennie, finding her having some extra practice in on of the practice rooms.

You fondly remember how she had been so on guard about you interrupting her, assuming you were some crazy fan that had walked in rather than what you were; a trainee who had booked the practice room for extra practice the before before your debut.

That night the two of you had decided to share the room, intending to practice together as one was preparing for debut and the other a solo comeback. However the night took a turn when you fell trying to do a flip and Jennie managed to keep you from falling flat on your face. After that the two of you spent the night talking and getting to know each other, only realising how much of a fuck up that was when the morning staff entered the room and you were both very late for your schedules.

It was 2 months after that day that you two saw each other again, your schedules aligning and you running into each other in the YG canteen. Well she was running you were daydreaming. Regardless, it ended in her ice coffee all over your white shirt and her “helping” by rubbing it in even more. You proposed changing while she went to the studio since she seemed so desperate to get there fast but you never would of guessed leaving with her number.

She laughed at your shocked face when she had asked if she could give you her number, giving the excuse of replacing your shirt. Taking the opportunity to grab your wrist and pull out a marker, scribbling something down before skipping away.

“X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X, Jennie x”

It was the weekend when you finally text her, filled with nerves and slight embarrassment at your awkwardness. Fearing she might not remember you at all.

Unknown 10:23 am: Hey! Its y/n

Unknown 10:26 am: realised you probably don’t know my name, we met in the practice room.. then you spilt your coffee on me

Jennie 🫢 12:34 pm: Oh hey sorry, i was recording!! I’m free in an hour if you want to go shopping and replace that hideous shirt

Clumsy Girl 12:34 pm: So my shirts hideous now 🤨 I’m not good enough for the likes of miss Jennie Kim of BLACKPINK? I see i see 😂

Jennie 🫢 12:35 pm: Well… it was a nice colour?? 😂 AND i didn’t even mention your shoes 😉

Clumsy Girl☺️ 12:35 pm: So i guess ill meet you outside the building in 10, should i dress up for u little miss Chanel?

Chanel Princess 👑 12:36 pm: Like you could 😂😉

Chanel Princess 👑 12:36 pm: See you in 5! ☺️ I wait for no one 😌

You remember having to sprint half way there just to be on time, only for her to record your out of breath half walk half jog when you arrived. Claiming it was the best thing she had scene all day. And although you had planned on going on a shopping spree you had seen an arcade and practically dragged the girl in claiming she had to play at least one game.

Having spent the day playing game after game, you ended the night with a go on the claw machines winning her a dumpling plush and claiming it looked just like her. You could see the red taint her cheeks and how her gummy smile practically lit up the whole street and in that moment you couldn’t understand why anyone could possibly hate her.

Though the sky was dark and the air has began to get chilly, you decided to walk her home talking about anything and everything until you saw her starting to get a bit cold. Stopping you had attempted to take off your jacket only for her to raise a brow at you,

“If you think your going to go all knight in shining armour on me and give me that flimsy hoodie to ‘keep me warm’ then your dead wrong” she huffed pulling out a designer jacked from her bag and slipping it on.

“I am prepared and stylish!” She flicks her hair dramatically with a wink, “besides, it takes more than a half ripped hoodie that smells of arcade and practice room to woo me miss lover girl” she gives you a light shove.

Raising your hands in defence you nod approvingly “noted.” Smiling softly you pick up your conversation once more, unaware to the buzzing of your phone in your pocket.

Walking her up the drive to her house you could help but smile when she stopped at the door to give you a shy wave, holding back her grin before she all but skipped inside leaving you a giddy mess as you made your way back to your own house, finally fishing your phone out of your hoodie.

27 miss calls from Dancing Queen 💃🏻

23 messages from Drancing Queen 💃🏻

112 messages from Dreamcatcher and Y/N 💖

Gasping you quickly dialled Boras number going straight to answer machine, which was expected given it seemed like you had been ignoring her. Trying her phone again, this time it picked up,

~on the phone~

You: Bora Hey! I’m so sorry i was out and-

Siyeon: She doesn’t want to talk to you.

You: W-What? But she called me? Many times i might add

Siyeon: Maybe because you missed out weekly film night and didn’t even give us a reason why… we were all worried you know.

You: I’m so sorry! I can come round now? With ice cream and more stuff and-

Beeeeeeep

Sighing you decided to just go home figuring your friends would talk when they felt less hurt. Walking inside your bedroom you went straight to bed feeling incredibly guilty.

For the next few weeks you got radio silence from dreamcatcher, bar Jiu who had called a few times to check you were okay. Feeling alone you leaned on your members a lot more and made many new friends in the company. Eventually regularly having lunch with ur band mates, Blackpink and even some of the soloists and BTS members.

With all the radio silence on dreamcatchers end you felt your friendship with them drifting away to the point you figured they didn’t want to be around you any more. It hurt more that bora, a long time friend you saw as an older sister was leaving you out also.

But with all the lunch time hangouts around friends you and Jennie were only growing closer and closer and maybe you were so focused on your new routine and daily life you forgot to check in with dreamcatcher as much, missed some of there calls and even declined a few while hanging out with them.

It had been 4 months since your first date with Jennie and you could honestly say you were head over heals in love with her. She was the cutest person you’d ever met with twice as much sass. But despite her walls to protect her self deep inside was a shy and caring person who wouldn’t harm a fly, unless your names Lisa and you wear her clothes.

So caught up in your conversation with Jennie you failed to notice Bora, Gahyeon and Yoohyeon coming into the canteen planning to have lunch with you since they figured you still ate alone being to shy to talk to anyone. But there you were on a massive table of boisterous idols laughing and joking with your eyes locked on Jennie’s both of you smiling so wide as you conversed. Giggling and laughing about something nothing but love in your eyes. The boiling point being when she leaned in to peck your lips before winking and scurrying off with the rest of her group leaving you a bright red mess. The boys all cheering and making kissing noises at you while you sat still in shock.

Huffing she stormed off throwing the lunch she had made for you in the trash and angrily texting you to meet her at your dorm later, claiming you had to talk. Which leads you to now. Standing in your groups kitchen awkwardly as the older girl prepares food for you girls, the girls in questing hiding in there rooms from fear of Boras rage never having seen her so pissed.

“So,” she starts cutting the pepper way more harshly than needed causing you to wince “I hear you and Blackpink’s Jennie Kim are very… close”

Laughing awkwardly you hum, “w-well we are kind of close I guess..” you back away slightly as her chopping speeds up sparing a glance to the girls who were peering out their doors, silently asking for help but receiving doors shutting as an answer..

“Look Bora, Jen just-“ the chopping stops but she doesn’t turn to face you, but you can feel the way her face screws up and eyes harden. The air turning cold and tense around you.

“I mean, Jennie, she’s just so nice and sweet. Jennie is a caring person and we got close while around the company, Jennie even likes the show i wanted you to watch and-“

“Jennie this! Jennie that! WHO CARES ABOUT JENNIE!?” She turns around knife pointing at you.

“Bora.. i.. do..?” You chuckle awkwardly eyes flicking between her and the knife until she slams it down. “I like her a lot actually!”

“But does that dumb bitch spare a thought for you! Or is it all money and sex for her, wouldn’t put it past her“ she laughs “probably just using you because she’s bored and your such an easy target for a slut like he-“

“Don’t even finish that sentence!” You growl turning around to get the door intending to tell her to leave but freezing when u see Jennie standing there, silent tears rolling down her face as she begins to back up.

“Jennie! No don’t leave please!” You pull her into your arms as she cries, feeling Bora glare daggers at you from the kitchen.

“Well she should, There isn’t any room for her or food” she huffs with a laugh “Go on little miss big shot idol, leave!”

“No.” Tightening your arms around a shaking Jennie you glare at your old friend. “She stays. You go! You can come back when you learn some fucking manners”

She storms out telling you how Jennie will be bored of you in a week and not to come crawling back to her when that happens. But you couldn’t give a shit about that right now. Kissing jennies head you pull her to the couch and wipe her tears as she sniffles. “Y-you know none of thats true right, i would never-“

“I know” you smile, rubbing her back as she leans into you. “Why would you do that for me, loose a friend I mean?” You look at her like she had grown another head, “because bora was out of line and i care about you… i care about you a lot”

You feel her smile into your chest. “Does that mean were dating?” You let out a shocked laugh before exclaiming “was that not clear the last 3 times we made out!”

“Oh shush” she huffs curling into you as she turns on a movie to watch, rearranging herself till she was basically tucked into you like a baby kitten. Your baby kitten.

A/n: i accept no dreamcatcher or blackpink bashing tho!

Anyway! I hope you like it ;)

ps. originally was a male reader but i changed it sooo