#sorry for the repetitive transitions

[s1ncl0ud]

silly postal edit for now cuz im still trying out the editing app.. me thinks thiss i sbetter than my postal doe edit..

[sproutingliliums]

chapter 3 of my zutara fic is live now!

excerpt:

Zuko is blue in the moonlight, cloaked in her shadow, but she can see it so clearly from this distance. Katara traces his scar with her eyes, taking in every uneven edge and variation in color and texture. She plants a hand beside his head to support her weight, sand clumping between her fingers. Zuko’s eyes widen when she ghosts her fingers over his cheek. His scar feels the way she remembers it, leathery and tight under her fingertips.

“Zuko, can I ask you a question?” She brushes her thumb over a raised edge of skin, where his scar meets the unmarred half of his cheek. When his breath catches, she knows that he can feel her touch now, featherlight and curious.

“Anything,” he breathes out.

[startagainaprologue]

In Recipes and Repetition: Act 1-2 Transition

(“Belle, Belle, don't worry about it.”)

(“Frin isn't good at many things, but they know stuff about traps.”)

(You giggle a bit at the expression on Frin’s face.)

(But really, you didn’t get what Belle was so concerned about!)

(Yeah, a death corridor sounded scary! But Frin had already looked at everything, and not a single thing got set off. So that meant there was nothing to worry about!)

<”Right. If we can't trust the one who's supposed to lead us THIS early, this won't bode well for later…”>

(YEAH!!!)

{“But, but–”}

(Frin walks further into the hallway again)

<|"We're not dead yet, are we?"|>

{“…Well, that's true…”}

<”We HAVE been in this room for a while…”>

<”And Siffrin has been walking everywhere, so if it was weight-sensitive, something would have killed him by now.”>

[“Exactly! It's all fine!”]

{“Oh…”}

{“…yeah! Yeah, okay! I'll believe you!”}

{“Sorry… for worrying… I'm a little on edge…”}

<|"We're good, Mira."|>

<|"See?"|>

<|"Everything's fine."|>

(There is. A loud crash)

(And you look.)

(Frin isn’t there anymore.)

(Just a rock.)

(huh?)

(huh….?)

(Frin…?)

(You hear someone scream, you feel someone pull you back.)

(Frin.. he’s.. he’s-!!!)

(No.. no no NO!!)

(“FRIN!!!”)

(Frin.. he can’t..)

(As you cry out)

(You feel    a tug   on  your   stomach)

(and-)

(Huh?)

(You squeeze your eyes shut, bright…)

(You hear the ‘piou piou!’ of the birds nearby.)

(What???)

(But- but you.. You were just!!!)

<|”Bonnie!”|>

(You jump and turn around)

(It’s Frin.)

(They’re.. alive?)

(“F-Frin?”)

<| “Um.. yes?”|>

(Frin’s alive. Frin’s alive.)

(But you just saw him get- get crushed!!! You.. you weren’t dreaming you KNOW that.)

(So… So!!!)

(You don’t know)

(Before you think much more on it, you pull Frin into a tight hug.)

(You know you aren’t meant to touch them. You can feel him jump. But you think this time you’re allowed)

<|“A-Ah?? Bonnie??”|>

<|”Are you okay? Are you hurt..?”|>

(“….‘m fine.”)

(You weren’t the one crushed by a stupid, stupid crabbing rock.)

(You sniffle and wipe your tears away before letting go.)

(“I’m.. I’m fine. Leave me alone.”)

(You felt.. Bad looking at him. You look at the field again)

<|”Bonnie….”|>

<|”…”|>

<|”Alright…|>

<|”We’re having a sleepover at the clocktower tonight, alright?”|>

(You nod a tiny bit. You know this.)

(He.. he said it before… somehow.)

(You wait for him to walk away.)

(What just happened????)

(You can’t get it to leave your head. You.. You know what you saw!! You went into The House!! You saw him get crushed by a huge rock!! You heard it!!)

(YOU SAW FRIN DIE!!!!!!)

(But you’re here in Dormont. And Frin is fine and he’s acting like nothing!! Crabbing!! Happened!! And he’s acting just like he did yesterday?? He said the same things???)

(You drag yourself down onto the grass, and try very very hard not to scream. And to not cry.)

(What does Frin do- he does.. He does that thing.)

(Breath in.. and out. Breath iiiinn.. And out..)

(You think that helps a little. Maybe.)

(Aaaaauuuuuuuuugggghhhhhhhh.)

(You want to scream. So loud. And maybe that’d get rid of all of the bad thoughts and the images in your stupid brain.)

(But then that’d make people come over and they’d all be worried about you and it’d only make you feel worse so you don’t.)

(Suddenly, you hear a little noise and- OW ow ow your eyes, very very bright-)

|…|

|…So.|

|You should come to the Favor Tree when you have a second, alright, little star?|

[acesgarden]

Can you please do a Lloyd X reader Lloyd has full control over his Oni form and he gives the reader big cuddles in private so no other ninja knows about the big cuddling because Lloyd lock his door so no one interworks the cuddling jay manage to take a photo of Lloyd and the reader cuddling and jay send the photo to garmadon and Lloyd ended up chasing jay till the reader calm him down (in this au not only does Garamond not sacrifice him self but he still has his Oni form and the other ninjas know about his Oni form and this take place a month after crystallized and when Lloyd chase jay Lloyd turns back into his human form this is just pure fluff)

I completely forgot about this request oh my. 😭 So so so sorry bout that haha. Anywayyyy this was fun to execute hehe, though not my favorite. I love writing soft and silly things oml. I needed this after this morning. I can now work on my other requests 😭

Warm Embrace

Type ->

One-shot

Pairing ->

Lloyd G. X GN!Reader

Warnings ->

Ooc Lloyd(?), Headcanons present👍, Fluff lots and lots of fluff!

Summary ->

Lloyds a big cuddle bug, does he want the rest of the ninja or even his family to know? No. Absolutely not. He’s embarrassed by it. Yet secrets are just something you can’t keep in the Ninja house hold…

853 words | Masterlist

Peaceful, tranquil, soft. Three words you’d use to describe the scene. From the soft light filtering in, to the melody of birds songs, and the methodical rhythm of your lover’s heart beat; the rise and fall of his chest. It was not an uncommon practice between you and Lloyd. But it still posed the issue of locked doors and chatter of embarrassment. An issue you’ve grown to accept as it meant spending time with the boy you’ve grown to love.

And the best part? Double the arms, double the cuddles. He had grown to control his Oni form (he wouldn’t admit it but his dad helped a ton.) Lloyd had asked to try it out once and turns out you both enjoyed it to the point it became the common ritual of cuddling. Comfy clothing, snacks, maybe a show, and one giant Oni holding you like you’re the only thing in the world.

The big body shuffled around you, tired eyes meeting yours. a golden snout burying into your neck with a tired sigh. Reaching a hand up and stroking his hair.

“So soft..” it came out almost a whisper, a small laugh coming out with a loving smile.

Lloyd (like many other Oni) purred, his own lovingly fanged smile appearing on his snout. maneuvering you to lay on his chest with the small repetitive vibration occurring. It was one thing you tended to forget.

“Okayy you, c’mere.”

A shrieking giggle left her as he began to tickle her, unable to stop his four arms she was defenseless.

“Ch-hahaha-eater haha!”

This went on for a good five minutes till she spoke up from her laughter.

“I yield, I yield!” Her voice hoarse from laughter but bright and smiley as she calmed down, finding comfort in the room's now quiet sound. A quiet transition into simple talking.

Lloyd spoke of his day, the usual patrolling. Something stupid Kai and Cole ended up doing. Trailing on up to this one robbery they had to stop-

“-And then! One of the robbers jumped out from behind a plant and tried to ambush us!” Lloyd said, throwing his lower arms out dramatically.

“Oh really now? And what did you do to stop it?”

“Jay struck him with lightning..”

“Oh? Well that was very noble of-“ A camera clink and string of curses interrupted his retelling.

“What-?” Lloyd slipped out from under, looking at you confused with a bit of panic.

“I’m sure it’s nothing Lloyd.” He opens the door just to check, and is met with an equally panicking Jay behind the door.

“Oh- oh! Hey Lloyddd How’s it going?” You could see him hide his hands behind his back from where you sat on the bed.

“What did you see?”

“Nothing-“

“Liar.” Lloyd seemed to have caught a glimpse of something and began to chase. “Oh first spinjitzu” you laughed, worriedly. Hearing the shrieks coming from down the hall. You walk to the open door peeking out and down the hall to see a few familiar and curious but confused looking faces.

“Jay” was all they needed to hear before a disappointed Nya walked after them. You joined her, everyone else slowly filling after.

The scene the group would walk out too was Jay clinging onto a tall piece of equipment for dear life, as Lloyd was trying to find a way up. And it seemed Jay was trying to do something? frantically typing away as he screamed for Lloyd to leave him alone.

“Not until you delete that photo Jay!”

“What photo.. Wait- Jay Walker-Gordon I swear to the first spinjitzu master if you don’t delete it this instance.” You walk right up to the equipment, standing right beside Lloyd, glaring just as intense as Lloyd’s face looked embarrassed.

“.. Too late?”

“What do you mean 'too late’?”

“Jay what did you do?” The both of you spoke in sync, worried but poor Lloyd was panicking.

“I.. mayhaveaccidentallysentittoyourdad..”

“what..”

You looked between the two. Lloyd looked shocked but flushed with embarrassment, then to Jay with a scared but awkward look.

“Lloyd, I’m sure we can deal with this later, maybe he won’t see for a while. It’s Jay, I'm sure his texts aren’t important, no offense Jay, to your dad. c'mon you.” Lloyd, who has since softed by you into his normal form, allowed himself to be pulled away by you and back to his room.

There they got comfortable again, Lloyd calming down while being held by the person he loved. Yeah.. thinking about it you were right. It was something that could be dealt with later.

Until the familiar buzzing of his phone was heard. Knowing immediately what it was he groaned. You just laughed smiling at the embarrassed ninja holding onto her.

His secret was out and there was nothing they could do but embrace the teasing that will no doubt follow.

[punksocks]

Astrology Observations: No.29

*only based on my observations, only take what resonates

(Oml I didn’t realize that I haven’t written out a proper observations post since May?? I’m so sorry y’all life has been crazy b u s y and the world has been on fire due to colonialism, but I’m going to write more again 🙃 I love astrology but existence is wild y’all)

-I had a client say Geminis always get Gemini tattoos.. while getting a Gemini tattoo lol (and they were right!!) (Leo suns are second most likely imo)

-mutable venuses like changes in fashion a lot, they tend to go through fashion phases



-Every Pisces sun I’ve met has said they don’t really like being a Pisces at least once. Which is so interesting because Pisces sun isn’t a placement in determent, Libra is ! And I think 9 times out of 10 Libras will say they love being Libras (or it’s a huge part of their personality fr)

-My favorite thing I’ve heard from a Libra sun I knew was that they hated doing all of the things that made them appear socially functional so I said “why do you do it? why not just stop doing what you hate?” and they just looked blank like they couldn’t even imagine not conforming (even though they were an aqua moon)

-Ok so I’ve been wondering why I’ve had repetitive instances of some people being passive aggressive and w e i r d at my main job when I literally own the business and I’m their boss?? But it’s that Lilith in 10th. No one is neutral about your energy and you can rub folks the wrong way just by minding your business. I don’t like it but especially at work bc I’m a Capricorn and this isn’t productive >:/ lol

-Oh another Lilith touching Asc observation is when people start a conversation with me like 60-75% of the time they try to challenge me or ask lowkey rude questions (sneak diss shit lol) like 3 different people asked me what tattoo I regret the most and I was like ??? Hello? Who are you? Lol these streets oml…

-cancer placements can be really centered on defending their self, their perspective, their family, their community (they don’t have to be but it can be a common trait). I just noticed the pattern after ages of wondering why cancer was associated with nationalism on a wide scale. (Pluto in Cancer generation and the rise in nationalism after ww2 for example)

-I feel like Sagittarius placements (especially the big 3) will always be ready to do something new and life changing at any age (moving abroad, going on vacation and exploring new places, getting their first tattoo, anything that seems like it’ll open the door to a set of new experiences)

-Strong mars and mercury energy can make someone brutal in arguments (air mars, Virgo and Gemini mars, even Kendrick is an example he destroyed Drake- and Kendrick has mars conjunct Mercury and a Gemini sun)

-Sag Venus culture is being clingy because you need a lot of attention/stimulation and suddenly ditching when you don’t get enough attention/stimulation to keep your interest 🥴 (even more with sag mars since they’re action oriented, they’re in the same camp imo lol)

-I blame America’s Aquarius moon for the cultural phobia of being too “irrational” or “emotionally expressive” ….while being known as being too passionate and irrational in many non US cultures (also the US and the emotional detachment for the sake of “progress”, dark side of this placement but thematic nonetheless)

-imo when sun’s transiting your Lilith you can feel like a lot of attention is on you, sometimes good but often pretty scrutinizing. I also feel like you can achieve some impossible things during this transit due to Lilith’s energy (she’s built for rebellion, so when a lot of criticism is pointed her way she finds an unconventional way to come out on top)

-I have so much writing to do but if there are specific placements you want me to do observations on, let me know in the comments and my inbox!

[lovemyromance]

I have asked this question to the Gwynriels before and I have never received a rational, logical response.

When we read the words "secret thing of lovely beauty", this was in regard to Elain FIRST. Anyone who tries to skirt around it by saying "oh it was only about the necklace, he doesn't mean Elain herself" is purposefully being dense. Sorry, but we both know it. Pretending it's ONLY Azriel suddenly being poetic about a mere NECKLACE does not change the fact that he picked it out FOR Elain.

The necklace was a metaphor for Elain, first.

Then, later in the BC, Elain gives the necklace back because she feels rejected by Azriel. Azriel gives the necklace to Clotho to give to Gwyn. He then thinks about how the necklace would give Gwyn joy, and pictures her smile as a "thing of secret, lovely beauty."

My question is... are yall not the SLIGHTEST bit suspicious that the exact same wording was used?

If he had just pictured her smile and whatever spark - okay that's one thing. If he had described it as ANYTHING else, and we know SJM is very poetic and creative when it comes to describing these cutesy smiling shy moments.

Why did she use the SAME phrase?

Could she REALLY not think of anything else?

In fantasy, the rule of thumb when reading is to pay attention to the repetitive things. When the author repeats something, it means it's something of significance.

To me, the fact that she used the exact same phrase is something significant. It raised the alarm for me.

Could it be one way to show how he transitioned from wanting Elain to wanting Gwyn in the span of 4 hours? Sure.

But the exact. Same. Phrase?

It's a significant phrase. Not like her typical repetition of "vulgar gesture" and "watery bowels".

I say it's not about a mating bond because if SJM was introducing Gwynriel even hypothetically - why would she do it in a bonus chapter, with a regifted necklace that Azriel didn't even personally give her, and with a secondhand phrase? She's a goddamn romance author. I highly doubt she just got lazy and thought nobody would notice 😭

Isn't there the smallest chance that maybe-just maybe- it wasn't about a mating bond, but about something else? Something else worth paying attention to?

When has SJM ever done that? Especially within the span of a few pages?

It just doesn't make any sense 🤷🏻‍♀️ I don't want to get into polarizing lightsinger theory discussions or trigger any arguments but I think the BC ending was about something else entirely.

[betasquadx]

Heyyy niaaa<333

I wanted to ask if you can make a aj fic bc I don’t know why BUT im in my Aj phase rn 🤭

⚠️YOU DONT HAVE TO OFC BABES⚠️

But you writing is amazing and it would slap so yeah (sorry im waffeling sm😭)

Okay thats it BYE BABES 😁🫶

Streaming - Aj Shabeel

Summary : Interrupting your boyfriends stream is a repetitive occurrence, but the cute fan edits you get after do make up for it. (Just a short cute hc/fic)

Warning : Kissing

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You gently knocked on the door, causing your boyfriend's voice to hush as you stepped inside. He turned his chair around, fixing his gaze upon you.

“Heyyy, we were just streaming you know.” You chuckled, “Who's 'we'? You're on your own,” he frowned, letting out a dramatic sigh.

“First, you interrupt my stream... then you insult me?!” Smiling, you took a seat beside him. “Yes, actually.”

“Yeah, crazy crazy, anyways, I was just on discord, I banned three people because of their horror edits,” he smirked, clearly proud. “Oh? Were the edits that bad?”

Sighing, he switched tabs to show you an edit of him as a rat. Unable to contain your laughter, you burst out laughing, watching as he kept a straight face. “It isn't funny,” he remarked.

Calming down, you pointed to the screen. “If it isn't funny, then why is the chat losing it right now?” He turned away dramatically and put on a sad face.

Proving him wrong, you began reading out comments from the fans.

“Yeah, we're not doing this today,” he said, taking control of the Discord as he scrolled down to find better edits, until one caught your eye.

“Wait, look at that one,” you said, pointing at the screen. “It's us.” He smiled, clicking on it and settling back in his chair.

The edit started off with a cute clip of you two, then transitioned into a compilation of more moments.

It was a simple yet adorable edit that had you smiling as you looked over at Aj, who couldn't contain his smile or blush either.

Not muttering a word, he quickly switched tabs to check the chat. “W edit, W edit,” he commented.

Smirking, you decided to tease him about this. “Awh, is someone blushing?” you giggled. “Shut up,” he grinned.

Gazing over at the chat, you looked at the fan comments consisting of “AWHH” or “THEY'RE SO CUTE,” making you smile.

It seemed your boyfriend had read the comments too because he looked over at you, leaned in, and softly kissed your cheek.

“Love you,” he muttered quietly, looking at his screen as his face was tinted a light shade of red. “Love you too.”

——

[arctickat2400]

Post-It Note Surprises ∞ Henry Cavill

Henry Cavill x Reader

Summary: Some of the ways Henry shows you he loves you while he’s away, using multi-colored post-it notes. 

Word Count: 3517

A/N: Usually I wouldn’t write something with Henry being gone because in my head, I don’t like when he’s gone, but I found a post for inspiration and this is how I thought it out. 

A/N2: Usually I will have notes to write a story from but this is just something random I came across and decided to write it at the top of my head, so I apologize if it’s not very good. Sorry for the weird, cheesy repetition. No method to my madness. Hope you enjoy it anyway!

* * * *

You woke up to a gentle stroke over the bridge of your nose, a small smile rising to your lips. Opening your eyes just slightly to see Henry gazing down at you as he leaned on his arm above you, “Good morning, beautiful,” he smiles once he sees your eyes, an index finger tracing gentle lines across the smooth skin of your face. You let out a quiet giggle as you turn to hide your face against his chest. Henry chuckles deeply in return, burying his fingers into your hair. You turn your head to look up at him, his eyes still on you.

“Morning, my love,” You respond as Henry leans down and rubs his nose against yours in an eskimo kiss. 

“How did you sleep?” Henry questioned, brushing his thumb over your cheek.

“Okay since I was sleeping next to you,” You answer with a grin on your lips. “But also not the best considering what tonight is,” Your smile faded a bit at the thought of Henry leaving. He was leaving tonight to go on a trip for the next two weeks to shoot some scenes for his upcoming movie in Europe, and although there’s been times he’s been gone for longer periods of time, any length of time away from him was excruciating. 

“I know, baby,” Henry offered you a sympathetic smile. He hated leaving you. He hated not being able to hold you in his arms every night. But he planned on making this few week transition as easy as possible for you. “But I’ll be back before you know it. We’ll FaceTime everyday so I can see that gorgeous face of yours,” Henry stated, leaning down to press a kiss to your nose.

Giggling and moving onto your back to look up at him, “More like so I can see your handsome face,” You placed your hand on his cheek, tracing your thumb over his lips. “Luckily I have quite a bit of work to get done so hopefully that’ll make time go by faster.”

Henry brushes a strand of hair away from your face and tucks it behind your ear. “Are you going to work today?” He asks.

“Unfortunately, yes. The one day I have to go in is the day you leave. Figures,” You roll your eyes with frown. Henry chuckles softly.

“That’s okay, sweetheart. I have stuff I need to get done around here before I leave anyway.” Henry mentioned as you sat up in bed, Henry turning onto his back as you turned to look at him.

“Oh, do you mind if I take your car today? I haven’t put gas in mine and by the time I leave, I won’t have time to get any before work.” You requested, even though you knew he’d say ‘yes’ - he always did with whatever you asked - but you always asked anyway. 

“Of course, love,” He answered, his arm propping his head up to look up at you with a look of adoration. You leaned down to press a kiss of gratitude to his lips before getting up to get ready for work, however reluctantly. All you wanted to do was stay in his arms all day. 

~ That Night ~

“Be safe. Try your hardest not to get hurt on set. I don’t want a phone call from someone that’s not you telling me you’re in the hospital again,” You told Henry jokingly, although you were far from joking and he knew it. Your arms hung around his neck and his arms enclosed around your waist, holding you close as you stood in the airport to say goodbye. 

“I’ll try my best, my love. We shouldn’t be shooting anything too dangerous. I don’t want you worrying your pretty little head about me. You have enough going on as it is.” Henry responded, leaning his forehead against yours. 

“I love you so much, bear,” You whispered close to his lips, a single tear sliding down your cheek.

“I love you, my sweet girl. I miss you already,” Henry leaned in the rest of the way and pressed his lips to yours in a passionate, goodbye kiss. Henry wrapped his arms around you tight in one last hug. He pulled back, thumbing away your tear as he looked you in the eyes once more, a sad smile on both your faces, before he kissed your forehead and you watched him off to his flight. 

The next day, you’d decided to run some errands, stock up on some groceries. You’d meant to do it yesterday after work, but decided against it so you could spend as much time with Henry as you could before he left. You didn’t really have it in you to go out, considering you had gotten your period last night after you got home from the airport and you were exhausted, and add that to the fact that you always felt overly tired when Henry was gone. But you knew you needed to get it done and get it over with. You went to look in the fridge to see what all you needed when you spotted a small basket of your favorite kinds of chocolate, and your entire day just became a tiny bit brighter. 

You reached in after you noticed a purple post-it note on top. 

Hey, sweetheart. I wish I was with you to comfort you through your monthly curse, but I hope this will help until I can be there for you. Enjoy, my love, and I’ll see you soon 💜

You didn’t know whether it was the overstimulated hormones or just the fact that you missed your super sweet boyfriend dearly, but a few tears managed to slip down your cheeks at the wonderful gesture. The fact that Henry even knew that you were going to have your period while he was gone was unbelievable, but what was even more insane was that he went to the store and bought things for you to help you feel better. This man was a saint, and you loved him all the more for it. Even when he’s not home, he’s still taking care of you. You stuck the post-it onto the fridge with a smile on your face.

Opening one of the bags of chocolate, you ate a few pieces, reveling in the deliciousness as you made a list of everything you needed at the store. Putting the bag back in the fridge, you grabbed your mini backpack, keys, and phone, sliding on your shoes and walking into the garage.

“Man,” You groaned the moment you laid eyes on your car. You forgot you needed to get gas. That’s why you took Henry’s car to work yesterday. Now you have to get gas and go to the store. You were already in a lot of pain (the second day was always the worst), and all you wanted to do was lay in bed and sleep. You jumped in your car and turned it on, and just as you were about to turn on your music, you caught in the corner of your eye the gas meter. It was not actually almost empty. It was, in fact, completely full. “What?” You muttered to yourself, before your eyes flicked down to the middle console to see a red post-it note there. 

Hey, gorgeous. I filled up your car and I hope having one less thing on your plate makes you feel a bit better. I miss you so much. I hope you know you are loved and cared for and that you’re always on my mind ❤️

This man really knows the ways to a woman’s heart. You made a mental note to make sure to stick this post-it note on the fridge next to the first one when you get home. You pulled out of the garage with an adoring grin on your face for the amazing man that you graciously get to call yours. On the drive to the grocery store, you began making a mental list of all the things you could do for Henry. He never expected anything in return. All he wanted to do was love on you and take care of you. But how could you not do things for him to thank him for literally being Henry? 

Once you got home, you placed the red post-it next to the purple on the fridge before putting away all the groceries. You had some work that needed to get done but, deciding to work on it in the next coming days, you decide to go relax on the back patio instead. An ocean view was something very high on your list of what you had to have when looking for a new place to live once you and Henry decided to move in together.

You absolutely loved to sit outside on your favorite patio swing that was covered with pillows and cushions with a book while listening to the waves crashing against the shore. However, it was just last week that you’d noticed the two screws on the right side in the ceiling were coming loose. You’d gone to tell Henry who had come to look at it and advised you not sit there until he was able to fix it. He’s been so busy lately that he hasn't had the time to fix it.

Fortunately, you had some other comfy patio furniture that you were happy to sit on in the meantime. You were just disappointed because the swing reminded you of all the moments you would sit there with Henry all snuggled up in his arms, listening to the waves, talking about everything and nothing. 

You went to grab your book in case you decided you wanted to read, and a blanket to cozy up with on the patio, choosing the L-shaped couch. You set your things down before turning to go back inside to get a drink, but something caught your eye. A blue post-it note sat on the neatly made patio swing. 

Hey, angel. I knew it was inevitable that you’d want to come lounge around out here so I fixed the swing before I left. I wish I was there to hold you and cozy up with you. We’ll be able to do so soon enough. Enjoy the peace and quiet, my love 🩵

After recovering from the sweetness of the note, you remembered what the point of the note was and you instantly looked up to see that Henry had indeed fixed the swing. He’d even replaced the screws on the left side as well. You gasped quietly at just how amazing this man is. You walk inside to place the blue post-it next to the red on the fridge before strolling back outside and settling onto the swing. Taking a deep breath, you bask in the peace as you lean back into the cushions with a smile on your face, swinging gently in the breeze as you imagine your big bear of a boyfriend holding you tight in his embrace. 

Just as you were finishing up a chapter of your book, you felt your stomach rumble in hunger. You checked your phone to see it was already time for dinner. Placing your bookmark inside, you closed your book, took your blanket, and headed inside. You began looking through the pantry for something to eat before moving to the fridge. You’d gotten stuff for dinners when you’d gone shopping, but you couldn’t tell what you were in the mood for. 

Finally, you bent down to open the freezer, not having bought anything that needed to be freezed, so you wanted to see what had been stored in there. What you found on the very top was a delicious looking glass dish full of cheesy, crumb-topped, bacon-filled spaghetti carbonara, and on top of that, a green post-it note.

Hey, Princess. Thought a prepared meal would lift your spirits so you don’t have to cook for the next few nights if you’re not up for it. Heat at 350 for 20 minutes. I love you always 💚

Even when he’s not here, it seems like he still is with all that he’s done. And he did it within a single day without you even knowing! Everyday, you find yourself loving this man just a tad bit more with all the ways he shows his love for you. It is impossible not to love Henry. He could do absolutely nothing at all and just be with you and love you, and you’d still love him with all your heart. 

You place the green post-it next to the blue on the fridge with a sweet smile as you take the pasta dish and place it into the oven. You do just as Henry instructed of you on his note and heated Henry’s gesture of love at 350 for 20 minutes *she says in a dreamy tone*.

“How do you do it?” Was the very first thing you said to Henry the moment you answered his FaceTime call later that night. 

“I’m guessing you found the notes I left you,” Henry responds with a grin, trying to keep the blush from showing on his cheeks. It wasn’t working. 

“I did, and I am just so astounded at how a man, my man may I add, could possibly be so amazing that he can make my day so much better without even being around. How I could feel so loved and be so taken care of when you’re not even here. How is that even possible?” You exclaim, bewildered. 

“You’re just that easy to love, sweetheart. I can’t help but show you in every way possible how much you mean to me and how much I love you,” Henry answers with a sheepish shrug of his shoulders, although his gaze never parts from yours as a crimson blush rises to your own cheeks. You’ve always had a tough time loving yourself. But with Henry, he made it seem so effortless, like he was made to love. 

“I love you so much. You always do so much for me, and I just hope you know how much I love and appreciate you,” You express to Henry, receiving a smile from him. 

“I do, baby. I really do,” Henry winked at you, making your cheeks blush deeper. The rest of the night, you both talked about your days and everything that you did. You love to hear all about Henry’s time on set and all that he gets to do and see. 

“I wish you were here, or I was there. I just wanna be home with you,” Henry admitted, staring dreamily into your eyes.

“I know, darling, I wish I was with you, too. It’s so hard being without you. But, soon enough, you’ll be home, and hopefully for a long while,” You smiled, followed by a yawn. You hadn’t taken a nap today, and you hoped it would allow you to sleep better even without Henry in bed with you. 

“Get some rest, sweet girl. I’ll text you in the morning before going to set. Sweet dreams, my love,” Henry wished to you with a smile of his own. 

“Goodnight, handsome. Talk to you soon,” You replied. Henry winked at you, pulling a giggle from you and a cheerful smile from him before you both hung up to sleep.

~ A few days before Henry comes home ~ 

Placing a plate of brownies and a glass of milk on your desk, you sit down in front of your computer to continue working on your project. You take a bite of your snack, followed by a sip of milk before opening your drawer to take out your notebook. Except there was something on top, exactly where Henry knew you would look at one point or another. There, set on your notebook, was a mini picture frame. Inside was one of your most favorite photos of you and Henry - you could never choose just one.

It was when you and Henry had first moved into your home and you had taken it standing outside on the patio with the ocean in the background. Henry’s arms were wrapped around you, his head on your shoulder, and you both had such happy smiles on your faces. It was quite rare that there wasn’t a smile on your faces when you were around each other. You made each other happier than either of you ever thought possible. 

Then, there was the pink post-it note right beside the frame.

Hey, baby girl. I’ll be home soon and you’ll be back in my arms in no time. When I went out while you were at work the other day, I saw this and thought of you 💗 I put my favorite photo of us in it and I hope it puts that beautiful smile on your face that I absolutely adore. 

The longing for your most precious man was almost excruciating. You missed him so much, and seeing him touch you but not being able to feel him was one of the hardest things to have to bear. 

You headed to the kitchen and placed the pink post-it next to the green on the fridge before sitting back down at your desk and propping the mini frame up next to your computer so you can always see it, always bringing a smile to your lips, whether Henry was right by your side or miles away. 

~The day before Henry comes home ~

Henry had a late night and a very early morning. Right after he ended on set, he would go straight to bed after, meaning you wouldn’t be able to FaceTime tonight. However, you couldn’t be too disappointed because his early morning meant he came home tomorrow!

Henry: I love you so much, darling! I can’t wait to see you tomorrow! Just a little while longer! 💜❤️🩵💚💗

His goodnight text brought a smile to your face as you noticed his string of heart emojis were the colors of the post-it notes he set out for you to find during his time away. Your body buzzed with excitement, anticipation for the love of your life to finally come home. You almost couldn’t wait, but you had no choice. You attempted to get some more of your project done, mostly just staring at the screen and daydreaming because you could hardly focus. Finally, it was late enough that you could go to bed and sleep away the hours keeping you from Henry. 

You moaned as your alarm went off, one eye peeking open to see it was only 5 AM. Why was your alarm going off at such an inopportune time of the morning? 

You hopped up instantly the second your mind remembered that Henry was coming home! In less than 2 hours, you would finally be back in each other’s arms. 

You scrambled around trying to look for clothes and shoes in your half asleep, half amped state. You grabbed your keys, backpack, and phone and rushed to your car. The only thing keeping you awake was the anticipation of finally seeing Henry again in person.

You arrived at the airport with 10 minutes to spare. You parked the car and ran inside where you would meet Henry by baggage claim. You stopped at the end of the hall where a group of people were walking through after getting off their flight. You checked the tv that listed all the flight stats and instantly found Henry’s flight - on time. You smiled when you felt your heart flutter, looking ahead when you finally caught sight of the man who never ceases to make your knees weak and your heart melt. The biggest smile came to your face, and the moment Henry saw you, his smile appeared and the sparkle in his eyes burned bright.

Your eyes meet and your feet start moving on their own accord. You ran closer and closer until Henry dropped his bags to catch you effortlessly in his strong embrace, spinning you around as you held on tight. 

“I missed you so much, my darling baby girl.” Henry admitted, setting you down but still holding you in his arms, holding your head against his chest as he reveled in the feeling of his most precious girl. 

It was hard to let go, but when you finally did, you met in the middle with a fiery, passionate kiss, long overdue. When you pulled apart for air, Henry placed his hands on either side of your face, holding you there so he could finally look at you again. He’s had you memorized ever since he first met you. But everytime he comes home from a trip, it’s like seeing you again for the first time, having to look at every inch of your face as you hold on tight to his wrists, making sure he won't let go.

“Tell me everything!” You exclaimed blissfully. You had the brightest look on your face as you couldn’t look away from him. Henry gazed at you with the most adoring smile on his face - he’s finally home.

[threeyrslost]

I believe Ren becomes more confident as he undergoes testosterone treatment. Before that, he was shy and meek, and probably wouldn't have been able to give Strade a scratch (in the intentional sense). At the end of the testosterone comic (I couldn't think of a better name), after discovering what his kidnapper actually injected into his body, Ren furiously attacks him with claws and teeth. I was able to interpret this scene in the following ways:

1. Ren was just mad that Strade hadn't told him anything.

2. Comic relief, which may also be related to the first point.

3. He was more confident to the point of going after Strade without much concern.

Considering that it was a month of use and also the top surgery that Strade performed on him, I like to believe that Ren's confidence has grown significantly. Of course, he is still a captive, but now with a different personality than when they first met. Strade may still be able to scare and hurt him, but he's also helped Ren gain a whole new perspective on himself

I've probably seen too much in a comic that's meant to be funny and entertaining. I haven't slept yet and there must be a LOT of word repetition in my comment. I'm sorry for the length and if what I said doesn't make much sense, I just wanted to say how creative and talented you are as an artist. Your drawings are so lovely and have wonderful ideas! <3

I hope you have a good night, or good morning, or good afternoon, depending on when you read this here ;)

Disclaimer: This is concerning the Ren Hana transmasc headcanon! :]

AAAAAAA PEOPLE HAVING FUN WITH MY HEADCANON LETSS GOOOOOOOO

ALSO there is no reading too much into anything for me! >:] I like to slip little details into EVERYTHING and MAKE STUFF UP IN MY HEAD and I encourage everyone to DO THE SAME !! <3

(No, but seriously) When I wrote that comic, yes, it was ultimately meant to be comedic, but Ren DOES attack him - in my mind at least, feel free to make your own interpretation(s)!! - partially out of fury that Strade has been tormenting him with something he wishes to have a GOOD relationship with, as well as just potential emotional swings that come with testosterone LOL

And I ALSO do share the idea that Ren becomes more bold(?) the further he is into his transition (and also just that he gets more "used" to Strade overtime, as we kinda see in canon)

I definitely plan on making another few comics that center around this headcanon/AU, one of them being them meeting, and the other being Strade making/letting(?) Ren aid in a kill, where I plan to explore this a little bit! (May take a minute because I'm a slow drawer and have like three different things going on at any given time LOL </3)

BUT YES please do have fun with the stuff I make! You better be overthinking my stuff and making your own ideas with it, I adore all of it from everyone! 🙂‍↕️

[bootsandsugarr]

song of the day ༘

The bay has been facing quite the heat wave this week. My resting temperature is warm so I am not a fan. Today was sort of the beginning of the end of that. This came on while i was driving to school, specifically through the cool of the canyon. I need my windows down all the time idk it is just a need, so I was blessed with the first cool breeze I have felt in a long while. This song is that cool breeze!

It has always been a song that I've listened to in transitional periods. Right now that transitional period is summer to fall, perhaps something bigger.. but who knows. Summer is my least favorite season, not just because of the heat. Something about the lack of routine in summer really messes with me. Seasonal depression hits me hard toward the end of july and early august. Which is maybe a part of why I love fall so much, it means finally feeling like my brain works right.

This song also sounds like a smile. It feels calm but also bright. Its not a full teeth smile but rather a blushy, soft and full smile. One that you might give when thinking about a new crush... Which is also why its song of the day😛 alert the masses! We have a new class crush! I haven't had a class crush since high school, crazy! it is so innocent and fun and makes you want to run your hands through dewey fields. It's not really anything that will develop seriously but thats the beauty of a class crush. Its just something you can giggle about with your friends. Which is, again, exactly how this song feels, sorry for the repetition lol. It is perfect for giggling with your friends, or driving down a winding road, or the inklings of a crush, or just general bashfulness. Most of all it feels like finally being able to take a full breath again.

also it matched my outfit 😊

[intersexcat-tboy]

"I put it on the tag so that intersex people would be more likely to see" you want to subject us to your bigotry? GTFO of our tags holy shit you really posted this whole ass expecting a minority to educate you out of your bigotry? While FIGHTING them on it?

First and foremost, intersex is not a sex nor gender. While some may claim objections to the term 'transintersex' sound reminiscent of TERF rhetoric, it's crucial to acknowledge that they stem from entirely different foundations, TERFS ultimately and completely lacking one.

Saying "it's something you're born as" isn't inherently TERF rhetoric. There are many things someone must be born for them be. That's what congenital means. Intersex, by definition, is innate. Womanhood does not have this restriction, in fact, it's impossible to be born as a woman, as it's based around being an adult.

"intersex is something you're [born] as" [innate] is in fact the definition of intersex. It is an innate characteristic. Womanhood does not have this definition

These are going to be out of order, also I ended up deciding fuck anonymity halfway through getting the screenshots. There's a line of intersexism I'll excuse, mainly in ignorance, before I warned people about about you

It does not matter what you think! Our oppression is not accurately understood by our oppressors! You are not the target of harm, so you have no real concept of what actually occurs to us. This is no different than a cis person claiming they don't see transphobia or don't understand why something is transphobic, so it must actually not be harmful, since the bully doesn't think so! I said multiple times it IS happening. Also, weird I can't say that trans women often follow a route to transition (first SS), yet you can claim bigender is wanting both genitals and it's ok to point that out (second SS below, highlighted)??

"you're transitioning into a stereotype" is said to trans women regardless of how they transition, it's mainly about social transition. People say they're transitioning to intersex mainly to describe the change of genitals or hormone levels, but it's nearly always genital surgery.

There it is folks! Idk how much more clear I can say "unless you consider intersex to be a separate gender/sex, which is harmful on itself", but somehow it's read as me saying "intersex isn't about sex"

I'm cutting myself short bc there's a lot more and I don't have the energy, so sorry if some parts don't make sense. One earlier screenshot was combined to shorten it to focus on the ascepts I would respond to, so that one is understandably confusing.

"If I'm wrong then educate me!" I have tried like four fucking times (not pictured bc repetitive), idk how many times I have to say things.

When everything you say is so blatantly misconstrued, to the point it almost seems on purpose, and it's hard to take these people seriously.

I genuinely worry sometimes, how can one manage through life when their perceived reality is so flawed and skewed? Sometimes this shit fucks me up too, and I start to question myself. I have to constantly scroll back and make sure that no, I did not "literally" say the things claimed. It would be gaslighting if it went on longer I'm not even kidding, it's meant to make you question yourself and there's times I do

[choco-worms]

how did each of your OCs like med school (or pharmacy school, I guess, in Eden’s case)? did they have a study group or just go it alone? did they party hard on weekends? how did they react to the workload and stress?

HIIII OKAY SORRY I TOOK MY TIME THINKING THIS ONE OVER. Thank you SO much for the questions! Ill do my best to organize my thoughts clearly.

TW: This ended up touching on some different traumas my ocs have. Including Sexual Assualt, Transphobia, Ableism, and Sexism. Proceed with caution if you are sensitive to these topics<3:

How did the chocodocs like med school (school in general)? 

Eden: Eden loved college!! She was a gifted student since her photographic memory made coursework very simple for her. This is how she got through College and Pharmacy certification so quickly. She was really able to enjoy the people and the social aspects more so. Shes simply built different so college was a breeze academically. She did undergo a trauma towards the end of her education that really gave a hit to her confidence which is why she is so skittish and anxious nowadays. I want to address this sensitively, but will be clear that she was sexually assaulted. I am unsure on the details. Im also unsure if I want to cement down details, but this event shapes her approach on things going forward.

Finn: Okay so… Finn is alittlee.. How do I say.. Fucked up? I suppose the way to explain this is he grew up in Utah. He crossed the country for school and work for a reason. His family was largely unsupportive of his gender transition and was outright cruel to him. So, being a successful surgeon morphed into a method of survival more than it was a dream. This being said, med school is fucking hard. Finn had worked a LOT at it, and he did so probably not in the most healthy ways! His motivation process was “I cant sleep, eat, bathe, enjoy myself until i do XYZ”. This was massively unhealthy for him, but… it worked! enough! Socially, he just didnt have the mental (or physical) energy to have any real friends.

Pebble: The academics were manageable for Pebble. She was always more science and math minded. With some hard work she was quick to earn top marks. Socially was where she struggled. The medical field was much more male dominated at this time than it is now. It didn't help that she was also up front about her autism. Her male classmates were handed opportunities she had to fight for, half-assing CV’s she had to perfect. She was often either condescended to or treated like she was fragile. It was clear most people around her thought she was some sort of diversity pick. She had to fight for her reputation as a doctor to be taken seriously, and that she did.

How did they study, and did they party?

Eden: Studying for Eden was rather simple. Read the content. She can recall it later with her photographic memory. She actually was the kind to tutor and help other students! She hosted a pretty popular study group on campus. Since academics were remarkably easy for her, she had a bustling social life! Hitting the bars every weekend with friends, clubs, parties, the whole shebang! This came to a halt after she was traumatized.

Finn: God, what didn't he try. Flash cards, study groups, mind mapping, repetition, and every other obscure method invented to study. He did most of his studying in a library since it encouraged him not to slack off. He pulled alot of late nights, which wasnt great for his narcolepsy. He maaaaay or may not have occasionally abused his medication to cram for tests but shhhhhhhhhh. He doesnt have to do that now <3 thank god. Obviously, he did not party. Even if he wanted to </3

Pebble: She studied dutifully and alone. She did best with multi-sensory engaging study methods. Rewriting her notes while reading them aloud, recalling information while pacing, or rewatching lectures while she fidgeted with something. She would most often study in her dorm, headphones on to ignore the sounds of college around her. That being said, she did not attend any parties. They weren't her scene.

How did they handle the stress?

Eden: What little academic stress she had, she handled socially. Coffee runs, lunch runs, walks, anything! 

Immediately after her assault she withdrew socially to deal with the stress of it all. It was a lot of hurt, a lot of fear, a lot of depression. Luckily, she had friends that loved her. Her support system helped her get through this time in her life. Slowly she came back out of her shell but she hasn't been quite the same since. 

Finn: He was always stressed. He motivated himself through it with the stakes he had. He couldn't go home, he didn't want to go home. When it got *too* stressful he was prone to just break down, either in tears or manically. if he got too too stressed out, he’d fall asleep. 

Pebble: During college, her hobby of choice was crochet (now a days she sews). She liked things that kept her hands busy. She’d also use some nice noise cancelling headphones to listen to some music. She is very much a woman who likes to be cozy and just generally is a home-body. College was hard for her. Harder than she would admit, but she did it alone. She took pride in that.

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Any advice for masturbating when you've got carpal tunnel? (In both wrists because fuck me I guess... Or in this case I guess not)

sure! literally anything and everything can relieve discomfort is fair game, including

the wrist braces stay ON during sex (hot)

fuck around with positioning; what can you do with the rest of your body that's putting less strain on your wrists? get creative!

ideally we're looking for a position where that sexy sexy friction can come mostly from something other than repetitive wrist motion. for instance, how much hip action can you integrate? does rubbing against something appeal to you?

sex toys are your friend! this may not sound hot, but look into sex toys specifically designed for people with arthritis and other conditions that cause joint pain and limit mobility. if it's good for them, it's good for you!

if you need to take a break! awesome! do that! you don't need to bring everything to a screeching stop and lose the vibe while you let your wrists rest, though! figure out what other thoughts + sensations you like that keep you turned on without needing your wrists. just edge yourself while you bounce back it's all fun here!

listen I'm sure you're sick to bastard death of hearing this but. do those wrist stretches if you're not already it really will help.

listen. listen to me. as long as you're not doing it, like, on public transit, there are no rules about jacking off. whatever you currently do that helps relieve the carpal tunnel discomfort, you can brainstorm ways to incorporate that into masturbation. sorry to give you homework, but!

[alex31624]

Duck Comic Reading Club Week 9: Paperinik New Adventures: Spores

Well, back to PK. Is good to be in a Ducks comic book where I won't see any humaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!

WHAT THE HELL!?

When Carl Barks did humans, at least they look like humans. This thing did the miracle, being the ugliest character in a comic that has Angus Fangus.

No more humans in Ducks comics.

Anyway, this ugly bastard has an important cargo, the Spore.

But first, we cut to Xadhoom, who's having hallucinations about her fallen compatriots.

I mean, she saw the Evronians destroy her planet (and she invited them), and later, she found out that those evil aliens were using her companions as mindless slaves.

This is so sad, man.

But, the problem is, for me at least, look at the art…

Is gorgeous, is amazing. A moment that should be sad, lost its impact, because I was focus on the beautiful art in front of me. Again, that's my appreciation. I think, maybe the color palette could have stay in the blues and reds for this pages.

Well, the ugly wants to show his spore to the world through Angus, but Uno took care of the situation.

I'm sorry if I'm a bit repetitive, but the art and colors of PK have me cautivated. I love the style of this comic so much.

Thanks to Uno, we learn that the spore is a seed. A seed for Evronians warriors. It doesn't look good.

Our favorite duo discovered that the spores are in the desert, so, is time to, once again, infiltrate in a government facility.

And we have this transition that is a jewel. From the winds of the desert, to the winds of an alien planet far, far away.

Beautiful, I will never stop saying this.

Xadhoom only said one sentence, while we follow her on her solitary journey. I think that elevates her, she's in a bad state of mind, and we feel her sadness and anger.

Back to PK, he was found by the army. Who, for some reason, dressed its soldiers as the kidnappers from last week's Portrait of the Young Hero.

Back to Xadhoom , she found her old lab. The computers still work, so Xadhoom check an entry about the Evronians invasion and…

This is the most powerful panel yet. All the raw emotion you can feel coming from Xadhoom.

Back to PK again. Some general has given PK permission to see the facility and the spores. The colonel in charge does not approve PK's presences.

The obvious hate the colonel feels for our hero is palpable.

He even stops PK from helping the cientifics after a chemical attack from the spores.

The plot gets even more complicated when Uno discovered that the military is doing business with the Evronians. The same tactic they did with Xadhoom's planet.

The colonel doesn't want to hear PK's warnings. PK can't give much more detail about the Evronians without compromise Xadhoom existence.

PK is left behind where he meets a couple of soldiers that pilot some cool looking robots.

Meanwhile, Uno is having trouble passing by the system security, but someone turned off the firewall. That action is the chance Uno was looking for. We found out that the general is helping Uno. And we all need to ask, why?

With Uno online, he and PK hijack all the robots and the wrecking begins.

PK, the only one who knows what he's doing, is destroying the spores. If only one is released, the whole planet would be on jeopardy.

Once Uno release the robot from his control, all the others soldiers join our hero and keep the destruction going on.

Is not a surprise that the colonel is furious, he's so ready to lock PK up. But a mysterious message give our hero the chance to see the next dawn.

And of course, it was the general who send the message.

Who's he talking to? What's the phase 2?

We might be in an Invasion of the Body Snatchers situation.

To wrap things up, Xadhoom is on Earth and the team up with PK is back in business.

And with the last panel, we see that the ugly has an infestation of those spores.

Amazing, I loved this one. A visual jewel, with an excellent contrast between PK path of destruction and Xadhoom loneliness.

I'm excited thinking about the imminent invasion.

[blooberry-bagel]

enchanted

spontaneously wrote this in like 20min based off this post i just saw from @narkissistikos . anyway, sorry for any repetitive use of words hehe enjoy

the rising sun rays shone into the bakery that luke's family owned. it's transitioning to later on be his but today is his second week of opening on his own. taking a rag across the work bench, he hums along to mine by taylor swift, playing through the bakery speakers. a bell jingles, signalling the front door being opened.

"sorry we open in like 5 minutes" he says, continuing to clean the place of flour.

"oh my apologies," you say. "i can come back then."

looking up to see who the sweet voice belongs to, your frame is backlit from the many windows, lighting up the bakery. the music almost pauses in his head due to his surprise. there's almost an angelic aura to you, perfectly matching the moment enchanted starts to play. but yet, luke can still see your beauty emanating brighter than any suns.

"oh i feel bad," he interrupts your exit. "im sure my parents won't mind me making an exception. what can i get you?"

turning around, you shoot him a bashful smile, "thanks!"

scanning your eyes across the beautifully arranged display of baked goods, the selection appears almost endless with a variety of bread loaves, cakes, tarts, and the treat that catches your eye - a vibrant red velvet cupcake, contrasted by the white icing.

"just that, please," you say, pointing to the cupcake.

your mouth is drooling while u watch him pack it into a little box and ring the order into the register.

after paying, luke slides the box toward you, "enjoy!"

sharing a smile, you wish each other a good day before you head out the door.

opening the box, you take a picture of what you hope to be a memorable treat before taking a generous bite. it just looked too good - you couldn't help yourself! and memorable, it was.

you're so lost in the richness and decadent euphoria of this cupcake you barely noticed the jingle of the bakery's bell.

"hey wait! you might need this!"

opening your eyes, you see the cute baker running toward you with a napkin in hand.

smiling to yourself, you take it from his hands and go to wipe your nose and mouth from the icing smeared all over your face.

that's until you notice something written on the napkin.

"that's my number," he explains. "i hope it's not too forward... im luke"

he smiles shyly toward you, scratching the back of his neck.

you beam toward him, "enchanté."

[jungkookslipring]

Giggles for Lixie - The Finale

AN: Pt 8 AKA OT8 AKA THE FINALE is up for the series “Giggles for Lixie”!! I truly didn’t even think about making this a series but you guys liked the first one so much and started messaging me for more! Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!

Parings: Lee! Felix Ler(s)! Stray Kids 🐺🐱🐷🐰🦙🐿🐥🐶🦊

Warnings: just a little bit of crying but happy ending!

Relationship: platonic 🫶🏽

Felix was no stranger to home sickness. He came to Korea alone when he was 17, and has been here ever since. Of course they had their concert in Australia a few years back, but it was different. He missed everyone, his parents, his sisters, his friends, his hometown, everything. He was in his bedroom scrolling through old pictures, and all of a sudden it was getting harder and harder to see the screen. His vision blurred as he put his phone down. Right on cue, his fellow older Aussie brother walked into the room.

“Hey Mate, do you wanna…” he stopped when he saw his little brother's red and teary eyes.

“Hey, what’s the matter?” He asked in English. Sometimes speaking in English helped calm the younger down when he was sad. Felix shook his head and gave a small laugh.

“Just…missing home, a little…” he said as a tear slid down his face. Chan’s eyes softened as he approached the younger. He understood completely. They were both really young leaving behind everything they knew back in Australia.

“Aww bug I’m sorry…” he said empathetically when a few more tears escaped. His lip wobbled when Chan extended his arms, offering a hug. He leaned into the touch and hid as far as he could into Chan’s neck, letting out a small sob. He and Chan did get to go home recently for a few days to see family, which they were beyond grateful for, but of course they’re still thousands of miles away. Homesickness wasn’t uncommon but it still hurt his heart when his Lix was feeling this way. Chan combed his fingers through his sweet aussie brother’s hair while gently rocking him in his arms.

“We’ll be home before you know it Lixie, we have concerts coming up over there soon yeah?” Chan reminded him as he wiped away some of the tears. That’s right, they did have concerts coming up in Australia soon. It was part of their encore stages. Felix nodded. He did feel a little better, it was just hard being so far away from family. He loved his band mates obviously and they’ve helped him with this transition, but sometimes it was hard. Bang Chan gave him one more squeeze before swiftly getting up.

“I’ll be right back, bubs I promise,” he said before running out the bedroom. Not too long later, all of his seven brothers burst into the room all talking at once.

“Lix-ahhhhhh!” Han yelled as he jumped on his Sunshine twin. Felix yelled as someone grabbed a hold of his ankles and pulled him down the bed a little till he was spread out. IN got a hold of each wrist, holding it above his head, Han and Changbin each had a foot, Lee Know and Seungmin sat on one side while Hyunjin and Chan sat on the other. Yeah. Felix wasn’t going anywhere.

“What’s happening?” Felix giggled nervously. He had an idea what was possibly happening but he was too tired and drained from crying to worry about it.

“Operation Giggles for Lixie,” Seungmin stated as he poked Felix’s side. The younger one jumped and tugged at his hands.

“Whyhyhyhy?” He giggled as Seungmin gave a couple more jabs to his side. Felix looked over at Chan.

“Is this what you meant?” Felix laughed as Chan gave him a cheeky smile.

“We wanted to cheer you up,” he said cheekily as he poked the other side. Felix squeaked as Changbin started poking his foot to the rhythm of Twice’s “Cheer Up”. Felix’s foot jerked as he went into full blown laughter.

“How are you this sensitive??” Hyunjin gawked as he started repetitively poking Felix’s ribs.

“You’re sohoho much WORSEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHAHAIT!” Felix screeched as it was all hands on deck. Changbin and Han started scratching his soles, Seungmin and Chan were poking and squeezing his sides, Hyunjin and Lee Know were wiggling their fingers all over his ribs, and I.N had a tight grip on his wrists with one hand while he lightly tickled Felix’s armpits. The poor kid could only shake his head and laugh to his heart’s content as the tickles took over his whole body. He couldn’t kick or pull anything, he just had to take it.

“YOU GUYS ARE SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAHAHAD” he screamed as he couldn’t keep up with the sensitive feeling all over his body. IN managed to tug his wrists under his legs and was able to attack both pits at the same time, causing Felix to shake his head like a mad man.

“JEONGIN YOU PUHUHUNK!” He shrieked as youngest laughed along with him.

“Yah! That’s not how we talk to IN!” Lee Know fake scolded as he squeezed the heck out of Felix’s ribs.

“YOU DO IHIHIT TOOHAHAHAHAHA” Felix protested as he was getting too tired to fight. They knew they should stop eventually, but not before going for the kill. Chan lowered his head down to Felix’s tummy, lifting up his shirt to reveal his abs. Felix noticed immediately.

“Hyungiehehehe what are you do-AHHHHHHH HYUNG!” Felix screamed as Chan’s lips met his sensitive bellybutton. Felix was going ballistic.

“HYUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he screeched squeezing his eyes shut, not being able to form any coherent sentence feeling his leaders lips on his tummy. Chan was giving Felix’s tummy raspberry after raspberry as the other members continued poking, squeezing, and wiggling their fingers all over Felix’s most ticklish areas. Felix continuously laughed, giggled, and squeaked, bringing so much happiness to the boys’ hearts seeing their sunshine so happy. It wasn’t until Chan started nibbling as Felix’s lower side that the younger Aussie felt like he was seconds away from ascending.

“OKAHAHAHAHAY I CANT TAKE IHIHIHIT ANYMORE PLEAHEHEHEHEHEASE” Lixie shrieked as his body went limp and continued laughing his head off. The boys lightened up on the tickles and finally released him. He curled up into a ball on Hyunjin’s lap and let the giggles flow. Hyunjin smiled and ran his fingers through the blonde locks.

“How are you feeling, baby?” He asked. Felix smiled.

“Better, thank you all, really,” everyone smiled and gave Felix hugs and more pokes to his side. He squealed but he honestly didn’t mind it.

“We love you Lixie,” Seungmin said as he squealed him tight. Felix smiled.

“I love you all too,” he whispered. He truly did. He loves his brothers so much.