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itzsana-kiddingmenow · 1 year ago

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Gifts: Part 3

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also his mole in the gif 😭 CUTE

𝙡𝙚𝙚: Hyune

𝙡𝙚𝙧: Felix

𝕥𝕨: paintbrushes used 🫣

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭i𝘯𝘨! 💗

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Felix headed out of Minho’s room, determined to find out more about his present. He was deciding what member she should target next, when he spotted a certain yellow sticky-note on Hyunjin’s room door.

“Painting. Do NOT disturb.”

“PS. yes, even you, Felix.”

‘uhm. EXCUSE ME?!’ Felix thought, scoffing at the note. He knocked on the door, only to hear a groan and a, “come innn” echo through the hall. Felix opened the door as Hyunjin glanced at him, eyes widening as he turned back towards his painting.

Felix slowly walked over to him and peeked over his shoulder, noticing all the different shapes and sizes of Hyunjin’s paintbrushes, some with points, some without.

Felix grinned, an idea forming in his head as he grabbed a medium-sized brush, careful not to bump into Hyunjin’s arm.

Felix lifted the edge of Hyunjin’s shirt slightly. He didn’t even know if Hyunjin was paintbrush ticklish. Lixie waited until Hyune was done with the stroke, putting his brush into the water, before he stroked the paintbrush up Hyunjin’s side.

Hyunjin squealed at the unexpected sensation, twisting in his chair to glare at Felix, but he was stopped halfway by Felix grabbing at his waist and lifting him easily off the chair.

Hyunjin was amazed at Felix’s strength, the terrified when Felix gently straddled him on the floor. The bed would have probably been the ideal choice, but Felix knew how much Hyune liked to squirm and thrash, and he didn’t want him to hurt himself.

Hyunjin let out a few anticipatory giggles, and he watched Felix with intense eyes. “Do you know why i’m doing this, Hyunjin hyung?” Felix asked, unsure. “….ummm no…?” Hyunjin responded, looking at Felix with a confused expression.

“Well, Channie revealed that all of you got be a gift, and Minho hyung revealed that it was blue. Well, now i want to know what size it is, AND BE HONEST, or else” Felix threatened.

Hyunjin groaned, looking at Felix while covering his face with his hands. “ooooh i knew this was gonna happen…well, sorry, but Channie told me not to tell you under any circumstance so sorryyyy, pleaseee don’t do this…” Felix frowned at the lack of answers and then responded, “Well, you brought this on yourself…”

Lixie started off strong by digging into Hyune’s sides, beaming at the squeal and loud laughter flowing out of the lee’s lips. “HAHAHA FEHEHELIX PLEHEHEASE-” “Please what hyung? Please keep going?” “NAHAHAHAAA!” Was the only thing Hyunjin could get out, hands weakly clawing at the ler’s, stomach twitching and quaking involuntarily at the mean touch.

Felix was quick to switch spots, pinning Hyune’s hands above his head with one of his own, and he grabbed a small, pointy paintbrush and dove it towards Hyunjin’s armpits, swirling the point ticklishly around.

Hyunjin screamed, cursing himself for wearing a tank top to paint, and tears formed in his eyes as he bucked his hips up, the feeling unbearably ticklish.

“HAHAHA FELIX! I CAHAHANTAHAHA- PLEAHAHA”

“HAHA you can’t even get your words out hyung!”

And then it happened. Hyunjin squeaked. Felix gasped, Hyunjin’s eyes widened in alarm, and Felix was so startled he stopped the tickling, leaving Hyune panting and gasping for air.

“AAWWWW HYUNG?! YOU SQUEAK!! do it again!” Felix squealed.

“nohoho plehehease” Hyunjin gasped, residual giggles bubbling out of his throat.

Felix turned around, and squeezed at Hyunjin’s thighs rapidly, relishing in the squeal and rapid laughter pouring out of his lee.

“ahahaha pleeeeheassee i ahAHAHAH *squeak* HAHAHA!” Hyune begged. Felix was not having the lack of laughter, and he needed the answer to his question soon! He couldn’t spend too much time with Hyunjin, and Lixie was surprised that he hadn’t broken the older yet. So he aimed for Hyunjin’s worst spot, knowing this would break him.

Felix grabbed another brush and snuck his hand under Hyunjin’s shirt, scribbling the small point over his ribs, giggling when Hyunjin screamed silently, tears flowing down his neck and face reddening immediately.

“FEHEHELIX! NAHAHAHA PLE-PLEAHAHEASEE I CAHANT *squeak* IM GONNA- GONNA FAHAHAIANT STAHAHAP-” The rest was cut off by silent laughter.

“You know what I wanna know, and I won’t stop until I know it”

Felix decided to lighten up the ticking, not wanting the dancer to actually faint. He frowned down at Hyune, letting him catch his breath before he lifted Hyunjin’s shirt, letting go of his hands.

He quickly blew a long, consistent raspberry to his ribs before Hyune even had the time to react, driving the older bonkers.

“wahahAIAAIT AHHHHH FELIX PLEHEHHEHEEHEHEASEE *squeak* HAHAHAHAH-” He was brought to silent laughter almost immediately, breaking within 10 seconds. His hands pushed at the back of Felix’s head as his fingers teased at Hyunjin’s sides. All the strength left his body, and he let out a loud scream followed by more loud laughter.

“OHAHAY *squeak* OKAHAHAHAHAY ILL TEHEHEL YOUHUHUHU PLEHEHEHEASE JUHUHUST STAAAAHP-”

Felix stopped immediately, watching Hyune catch his breath and wipe away any residual tears. “ihihits like thihis big” he held his hands out in about the size of a laptop, Felix watching in awe.

“Okay! Thanks hyung!” Felix smirked at Hyunjin before walking out, leaving the other panting.

“now for the rest” Lixie giggled to himself.

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i hope you enjoyed! 🤞🏼hope my next fic ones out soon! please check my intro before interacting!

#midzywannabeitzy #kpop tickle #skz tickle #ler felix #sana's gifts fic series #skz #stray kids #lee hyunjin #lee!hyunjin

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pxperplxnets · 4 months ago

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meetings and blushes

summary: amelie goes to visit arthur in prema and meets a handsome boy named kimi.

pairing: kimi antonelli x amelie leclerc

kimi and amelie character descriptions

word count: 595

warnings: none

lowercase intended!

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everytime amelie had the chance to go to one of her brother's races, she was the happiest person ever. she rarely got to go because of school or different issues, but now that she was on summer break, she would be stuck to the hip of whichever one of her brothers was willing to take her with him.

this weekend, the lucky guy was none other than arthur leclerc. she packed her stuff and took a plane to italy, where she would be staying for a while.

after a very emotive airport pick up -note the sarcasm- , arthur notified her that they would be going to prema to spend the day, as it was media day and he had to be there “because if not the video wouldn't be funny.”

when they arrived at prema, everyone greeted her rather enthusiastically, except this one particular boy who she had never met before.

he was handsome, almost dreamy. he had very smooth, pale skin and messy brown hair. he wasn't tall, but she was pretty short so he was fairly taller than her.

“uhm, hi, im kimi antonelli'' he introduced himself shyly, and she thought she was going to melt in the spot at the sound of his italian accent. “amelie leclerc, nice to meet you” she smiled brightly, trying to get him to loosen up a little. of course, the moment had to be ruined by arthur, who loudly awed and basically screamed “look at the children having crushes” before running away from a very embarrassed amelie.

later that day, amelie found herself in a random room, watching the guys -and hamda- record what seemed to be a truth or dare challenge. arthur had already filmed his part but decided to leave her there while he went to do some “grown up thing” that she knew was calling his girlfriend for his free hour.

kimi and paul were answering questions and fulfilling dares, and she didn't miss the way kimi would look at her every time he had to do something embarrassing.

“truth or dare?” paul asked the younger boy “truth” he answered “who in this room would you kiss and why?” kimi looked like he had just been asked the worst question in the universe “no, another one” he was looking everywhere but amelie and was red as a tomato “mate, you have to answer” paul was enjoying that way too much.

“uhm, i- i don't know, there is only one girl my age” kimis voice was barely audible, so paul made him repeat it “sorry? i didn't hear you” kimi rolled his eyes, took a deep breath and decided to show confidence, even if it was fake. “amelie, because she is very pretty.” and that, ladies and gentlemen, is how amelie marie elizabeth leclerc died.

they continued the challenge as if nothing had happened, because nothing had really happened.

at the end of the challenge, kimi went straight over to amelie “i'm sorry if that was weird” he apologised, and it sounded so sincere amelie almost hugged him “hey, that's all right, i would have said the same thing” that took the boy completely by surprise, as his cheeks went bright red “oh, okay” she chuckled before hearing her brother calling her name “seems like i have to go, i really hope to see you around, kimi” she pecked his cheek before walking away, leaving avery flustered kimi who was most of all surprised at how good his name sounded when she said it.

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authors note:

i love kimi sm, the amount of fanfiction for him is none existent.

also i feel like this is very short, but i didnt know what else to write im sorryyyy.

REUPLOAD

#kimi antonelli x oc #kimi antonelli one shot #kimi antonelli #prema racing #prema #f4 #f4oneshots #premaoneshots #amelie leclerc

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emiikosblog · 2 years ago

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nah, bc I feel like this would be katsuki if yall first met at the beach. 😭🙏🏼

( NOT MY ART. )

katsuki was just laying down, with his arms behind his head. grinning softly to himself as he caught girls staring at him after walking by. proud of himself, his sunglasses blocked the sunlight from messing up his eye vision. he’d soon pass out, his nephews were just running around and splashing each other with the salted water.

you’d glance around and find him in your gaze, his toned abs made you get distracted easily. one of your friends spoke to you, loudly because they were playing music. “ dude, what are you— ohhh.. check it out girls, she’s looking at some hot guy. ” your friend smirked, elbowing your side softly whilst your other friends snickered.

“ you should go talk to him! ”

“ yeah, I’m sure he’ll be hard to get thooo! ”

“ guys, leave her be. this, this is teenage love at first sight for her. ”

“ exactly! ” the two of your friends spoke to your other one, you’d sigh and stand up slowly. all of your friends squealed, one slapping your butt before you turned around towards them. your friend beside you threw a beach ball at you, cheering you on.

your face flushed red, catching the ball right on time. you inhaled deeply and started walking towards him, continuing to hear your friends cheering loudly but also muffled cause the music was still playing. once you reached over to his destination, you glanced down at his body again. “ holy.. ” you said quietly, digits covering your mouth. “ uh, hello.. uhm, ” not knowing of what else to say, you’d blink. not really knowing if he was staring at you or not, you slightly bent over. “ hey, uh.. are you alright, sir? ” a soft smile was shown upon your lips, speaking kinda loud. once he slowly lifted his glasses up, his tired crimson orbs were shown, admiring him even more as you’d awkwardly giggle.

“ are you alright? ” you spoke softly to him, his eyes quickly sparkled after seeing you. he’d blink hard, stammering on his words for once, his tired, deep voice cracking for a moment. “ yeah, I’m good. what do you need, anyway? am I bothering you? ” he said in a slight annoyed tone afterwards, sitting up before crossing his arms against his chest. “ no! uh, I was just wondering if you have.. snap? ” you’d now realize you forgot your phone, groaning to yourself in disappointment.

“ huh? do you want mine? I mean, you could type yours in. ” another proud grin was shown on katsuki’s lips, uncrossing his arms to grab his phone quickly, typing in his password before opening SnapChat. going onto the search bar, lifting his electronic up to you. you’d blush embarrassingly, grabbing his phone with your spare hand, searching your account before adding yourself and handing his phone back to him.

“ uh, bye now! ” you’d turn your body and walk towards your friends, hearing them cheer again as your face flushed red.

“ uncle has a girlfriend!! ” katsuki’s nephews yelled, laughing afterwards, leaving katsuki red as well.

( UGH, i switched up the hat with a beach ball. sorryyyy. )

#my hero headcanons #mha bakugou #katsuki bakugo x reader #fem reader

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vriendenboekjes · 6 months ago

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I was tagged by @evebabitzgf sorryyyy for being so late i forgot.... but so fun to get tagged thanks so much ^-^

Are you named after anyone? My first name was picked for its meaning but for my 2nd name i was named after my maternal grandma :)

When was the last time you cried? i have no idea. probably sometime in the past few weeks and probably thesis stress related

Do you have kids? i do not 😁

What sports do you play/have you played? i used to do ballet, jazz and contemporary dance, swim, i did kickboxing for a while but it wasn't for me + i tried a bunch of different sports. And these days i still love swimming whenever i get around to it, but i walk (almost) every day and i try to do at-home calisthenics and sometimes cardio. And i still love dancing sooo much but i don't do it in any structured way

Do you use sarcasm? not as much as i used to, im pretty genuine these days except i do tend to understate things

What’s the first thing you notice about someone? (hairstlyle and) outfit.... sorry for living in fashion world regarding first impressions. Also generally ... uhm "the vibe"

Eye color? green-ish/hazel

Scary movies or happy endings? can't they have both....

Any talents? no.

Where were you born? the hospital :D

Hobbies? Playing lute/guitar, knitting, MUSICCCC, reading (when i have time), writing (when i have the mental capacity), (ONLINE) SHOPPINGGGGG (it's a disease), watching figure skating, going for a walk is like a necessity at this point so i don't know if i can still call it a hobby

Any pets? no but my parents have a dog :) and i helped out a lot when he was still young so we have a good bond

Height? 173 something

Favourite school subject? school is too long ago so i'll say my English teacher + mentor from classes 4-6 was great he could make anything fun.

But regarding courses i think my favourite, or what left the biggest impression, might have been on dramaturgy/scenography because we got to interview a dramaturg and i was appointed group leader (we were with 13 or so) and i got to be a control freak and moderate the conversation and there i learned that i don't actually suck at that kind of stuff. and kind of enjoy the responsibility.

Dream job? i think working as a programmer for a theatre or festival would be so much fun! But i'd really love a job where i will feel useful or where it will feel like my job is actually meaningful. I want to try 50 million things except life as a freelancer sounds horrible to me and they barely let people fuck around anymore. you need a degree + experience for a starter function. sorry i thought this was a STARTER function...

tagging: @watermotif @liefdesbriefjes @hiperbaton @beautifel @homoerotisch @esceience @tunisian and anyone else that feels like it :3

#tag game

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paleparearchive · 7 months ago

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Reason for Anger

Bazille's Peaceful Tea Time 4★ story (3/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )

Location: city (evening) ; café (evening) | Characters: Bazille, Renoir, Monet, Sisley

Bazille: Hm? That's…

Sisley: What a huge crowd.

Bazille: Right. Is it some kind of street performance? No, that's wrong. That's…

Sisley: Huh!? Monet and Renoir…?

Bazille: Jeez. What are those two doing?

Monet's voice: Aah! Found you, Bazille!! Everyone, thank you! Let's go, Renoir!

Renoir's voice: Ah, that's true. Ladies, thank you. I found who I was looking for, see you soon.

Monet: BAZILLEEEE! I'M SORRYYYY!!

Renoir: I'm really sorry about that. I'll be careful from now on... as much as I can.

Bazille: … Sigh. Did you guys go to all that trouble to gather all those people and go on a big search just to tell me that?

Monet: 'Cause I felt bad…

Renoir: Also, those ladies earlier told me about a nice café. We'll treat you to a little something to make up for it, okay, Bazille?

Bazille: … God. Guess I have no choice, I'll take a drink.

Monet: Hooray, that's it! Aight, let's get goin'!

Renoir: Thank you. Now, quick, quick! Over here, Bazille! You too, Sisley!

Bazille: H-Hey, you two! Don't pull my arms like that!

Renoir: I hear that their grape tarts are very delicious. The grape tea is also recommended.

Monet: They got grape juice, grape ice cream and grape parfaits! And then…

Bazille: Hold on. I can't eat that much at once.

Monet: Let's all share it. I'm lookin' forward to it! Alright, let's hurry!

Bazille: Wait, Monet! I'm coming, so let go of me! Sisley's not laughing either... Wait, not you too, don't push me! Hey!

Sisley: Fufu. It's how we feel, so give it up, Bazille.

Bazille: … Jeez. I can't help it.

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Monet: Wooah! This cake's super good! Here. Try it, Bazille!

Bazille: Okay. I got it. Don't point the fork at me. I'm not saying "aaah", okay!?

Monet: Huuh, but it's okay. We're friends, so no need to be embarrassed now, riiight?

Bazille: It's not like I'm embarrassed.

Renoir: Now now, Monet. We're outside. Even I would be embarrassed, you know?

Sisley: Right, I'll get another plate.

Monet: Mmmmh. But it's so good…

Bazille: I'm not saying I won't eat it.

(Sure, everything at this cafe is delicious… Did they go out of their way to find my favorite grapes? I guess they both learned their lesson this time. Did I look that angry to them? Well, this will make them put the art supplies in order for a while... I hope so.)

Sisley: Come to think of it, you went to the general store, right, Bazille?

Bazille: Yeah. And the art supply store. Monet, take this.

Monet: Hm? What's this…?

Bazille: A new paintbrush. I broke yours when I stepped on it.

Monet: Huh!? Ya went out of your way to find the same one and buy it for me!?

Bazille: You would've been in trouble if you didn't have it. You've been doing well lately, after all.

Monet: No way, even if it's my fault… Thanks, though.

Renoir: Ah. Is that why you were late getting back?

Bazille: No? I was purposely wasting time, hoping to give you a little scolding.

Monet: Uuuh…

Bazille: … I was only half joking. I've destroyed an important tool for a painter's job. I was also reminding himself of this. I, too, need to be a little more careful.

Renoir: Yeaaah… If you get any more stoic, I don't want you to be suffocating.

Monet: That's true…

Bazille: You guys need to be a little more stoic.

Sisley: U-Uhm… In moderation, right, guys…!

#palette parade #palette parade tl #palepare #palepare tl #translation #card translation #card tl #bazille #frédéric bazille #jean frédéric bazille #4★

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anendoandfriendo · 7 months ago

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Hi!

We're a purely-endogenic, non-created innate/protogenic/natural system who is out at a call center work at home office job, to their brainbody's family, and doesn't really try to hide it (in fact...our hair stylist is aware as well!!!) so we have to leave veey soon for work but here's a few things:

Be prepared for some kind of pushback at first when you do. A lot of people mean well but don't necessarily understand. It might be handled to have an infographic, list of bullet points, etc. on hand to give to your loved ones.

Come out ONLY IF/ONCE IT IS SAFE TO DO SO, we mean physically here. Emotional harm is fucking horrible but physical harm was more where our radar was because we can't advicate if we are fucked dead. If you feel it won't work out after you come out (for any reason, physically or emotionally) please have a game plan.

If you're at a corporate office job that emphasizes security culture, you all nay be better off emailing your team lead talking about endogenic plurality WITH COMMUNITY WRITTEN RESORUCES and asking them to forwards it to your/their OMs. That way you don't get a nice (//sarcastic) visit from OpSec. :/

For the above we used (again with the statement these are community-written resources and articles): endogenichub.weebly.com, pluralpedia.org, https://kinhost.org/Main/ClaimsThereIsNoResearchOnEndogenics, and https://pluralityresource.org/plurality-information/ — we might even throw https://pluralevents.org/Articles/Non-traumagenicDiagnosis in there depending on how well-versed we think your TL and the OMs might be, but, we did not personally.

There are a LOT more folks who are plural than who know about the word plurality. At our retail job there were at least two or three other plurals who told us they were plural. Yesterday we literally had a coworker/training mentor say "my sister identifies as a we, I get it now!!!" and one of our coworkers within our training cohort said in a direct side message she has something similar but more spiritual happening. :v

Uhm, we probably have more and can take questions in pur asks bit we have to leave NOW. Sorry.

Edit: AH SHIT WE FORGOT BENEFITS we'll add those later sorryyyy. There ARE benefits but aaaa work soon. Lol.

O'li and Punk have something to say

a little bit about something bothering us, which we need help dealing with

What is this about?

⚙️ We as a system have faced some issues when coming out as an endogenic system to people we love and care. We discussed and tried to come up with some way to deal with this "lonelyness", although we are a system and are never alone, we would like to know more people and talk to others.

💡 As a young created system we understand our Host, and the rest of us as well, are still learning a lot about being plural, but a lot of us have this desire to go forward as plural and as a system. but the person who is often fronting and talking for us have deep worries about being accepted and is afraid his friends won't understand who we are as a system and not a sole person.

A bit more about what is happening

💡 Here on this platform we read about a lot of different experiences when it comes to plurality, we understand that it is a different experience for each system. some are ok with coming out as a system, some don't. But we wonder how it is when you disagree internally. We don't know how to deal with it when some headmates want to tell others about being plural and some don't.

⚙️ I always want to do what is best for the system as a whole, even though, I'm not sure what would be the best to do here. I honestly feel more inclined to keep ourselves safe for judgement by not coming forward as plural, at least not yet, some of us want to be able to just tell people who we truely are. I would appreciate if any endogenic systems have some similar experience to share and help us.

We are asking for your help

💡 If you could share experiences and reblog this post, so we can read them to help us to decide or, at least, have a better dialogue of the pros and cons of coming forward as a system we would appreciate it very much.

⚙️ I make Punk's words mine, we are trying to figure out stuff, and being able to get other's point of view, and also experiences from other systems would help us a lot.

O'linea ⚙️

Punk-0 💡

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amerrierworld · 3 years ago

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First Meetings

for @me-goro: Lou x fem! reader in which they don't know of each other at first but with time fall for each other and get together?

AHGJKSG THIS IS SUPER LATE WHOOPS IM SORRYYYY

Summary: You’re an intern for Rose Weil and meet Lou and Debbie when they visit her fashion show.

Characters: Lou Miller x fem!reader, Debbie Ocean, Rose Weil

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: none :)

From what you could tell, the show had been an absolute disaster. Your boss Rose had disappeared among the endless rows of clothes and accessories. You caught a glimpse of her disappearing with a jar of Nutella and a spoon maybe half an hour ago, practically hyperventilating.

One of the makeup artists snapped her fingers to stop you zoning out and you got back to work with switching her brushes and palettes that she was using, like a surgeon performing a heart transplant.

You got this job expecting a bit of experience. Maybe some original designs, applying makeup yourself, collaborating... but you were stuck assisting and fetching coffee for those more experienced.

“I swear to God if I catch you dozing one more time-” the lady threatened, snapping again to get your attention. “Pass me that blush, now.”

You sighed. Eventually when the model was done, you were dismissed for a little break. You went to get a coffee and thought of Rose that was hiding somewhere. So you got two coffees instead.

You dodged models, stylists and photographers left and right until you stumbled upon Rose Weil sitting crosslegged on the floor. Her mess of blonde hair could not go unnoticed anywhere.

She had been the one to interview you for the internship, and was incredibly kind to you. You were disappointed when you realized how little you actually had the chance to work with her so far.

But when you approached Rose with two hot cups of coffee in your hands you realized she wasn’t alone. Two very stylish women were by her sides, seemingly trying to soothe her as you approached. The blonde caught you eye, because she was wearing a beautiful baby blue suit, and you thought she would have been amazing to walk down the catwalk in exactly that.

The three looked up as you neared and you smiled shyly.

“Coffee, Miss Weil?” you asked, holding it out.

“Oh, Y/N,” she exclaimed, delighted to see you. “Oh, you’re such a sweet girl, but if I have anymore caffeine I might completely lose my mind right now.”

“No, no, of course. I was just wondering, I accidentally made two,” you lied hastily. You eyed the blonde and brunette that were hanging out with your boss. The two shared a mutual look, and you took a chance.

“Either of you want coffee? It’s got cream and a bit of vanilla.”

“Yeah, sure,” the blonde’s voice rumbled through your ears down your entire body. She stood up and accepted the cup, taking a languid gulp.

“Careful, it’s... hot.”

She grinned. The temperature didn’t seem to phase her.

“So, what do you say, Rose?” the brunette looked at your boss, who was still prodding with a spoon at her Nutella.

“Yes, yes, of course. I haven’t got too many options, do I?”

You barely registered what they were talking about as the blonde smiled at you for a second.

“You do make a good cup of coffee,” she complimented you. You huffed out a laugh,

“Well, it’s all they really let me do around here.”

“You a fashion designer?”

“Uhm. Not quite. I’m just an intern here.”

“Oh my days, Y/N is a genius!” Rose interrupted from the floor. “So much potential. So much better than me. God, I wish this job deserved you.”

You giggled nervously at her comments, flattered but a bit worried, because Rose did look a little like she was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

“Well, maybe Y/N would be interested in helping you out on this job?” the blonde suggested. The way she said your name was intoxicating. She had a slight Australian lilt that made you swoon.

“Not part of the plan.” The brunette shot a sharp look at her friend, who shrugged.

“Plans change, Debs. What’s one more?”

The brunette -Debs?- rolled her eyes, moreso at the blonde than at you. “Alright, fine.”

The blonde grinned at you, sipping more coffee, before offering a handshake. Her fingers were entirely bejewelled with gorgeous rings. You shook it as firmly as you dared.

“I’m Lou, by the way. So, if you’re up for joining the team... Why don’t we talk about it over... more coffee? On me this time.”

“Very smooth, Lou.”

“Shut up Deb.” Lou angled herself to fully focus on you and block Deb out of your vision, much to your amusement. “Coffee?”

“Yeah,” you said without hesitation. “Let’s.”

The coffee date was a lovely date, all discussion about crime aside. You were easily swept up with the Ocean team, whether it was because of the promised money, or the sultry blonde sitting across from you.

For the date she wore a vest with a deep neckline and a littering of necklaces dipping into the cleavage. You tried your very very best not to look too often.

“I’ve never been to the Met, actually. Should be fun,” you shrugged after her careful question to join the group. You sipped your hot drink from a mug that sat comfortably and heavily in your hand. There was rain rumbling on the New York streets outside.

“You’re the first to call it fun,” Lou grinned. “Remember, it’s a job too.”

You lowered your voice to reply, “look, whether or not it’s illegal, it’ll still be loads more fun than my current job. I fetch coffees and clean makeup brushes for a bunch of stuck-up artists.”

Lou chuckled, drinking her black coffee. You learned she didn’t usually enjoy things in her coffee, which made the fact that she accepted your cheap coffee offer from when you met even better.

“This is perfect movie weather, don’t you think?” you commented, watching the soft rain outside.

“I suppose so. I’m rather disappointed actually.”

“Why?”

“Well, I had been hoping to take you on a romantic bike ride around the city, maybe even the parks. That’s not very plausible when it’s raining.”

You giggled, “We could recreate that scene from the Notebook?”

“God, no,” Lou groaned, smiling stupidly. “I’ll definitely catch a cold in this.”

“Wanna catch a movie with me, then?”

Lou eyed you for a moment, and you felt something warm spread inside your chest just from the way she looked at you.

“I’ll do you one better. Come over and we’ll watch a movie at my place instead. It’ll be free and I’ll make us popcorn that’s better than cinema popcorn.”

You tapped your chin in feigned thought. “That’s a bold claim.”

“There’ll be alcohol.”

“Alright, you’ve convinced me.”

The both of you laughed as you left the cafe, hurrying to a cab in the downpour.

Lou helped squeeze water out of your hair in the cab, and you took the chance to lean back into her hold. She chuckled deeply and let you sink into her side, her arm draping over your shoulder on the way home.

There was an unspoken familiarity between the two of you since you had met. You had texted consistently, asking questions and slowly getting to know each other. A small part of you was worried that you didn’t quite know her- criminals tended to be secretive, didn’t they?

But you really didn’t have a worry. It had been lovely, and romantic, and stupidly adorable thus far.

Once you reached the front door of here place, Lou struggled a little with the keys from the rain in both your faces.

“So is this actually your place, or are we breaking in right now?” you said when she led you inside.

“Oh, haha, very funny.”

The loft was spacious, much to your delight. You asked to use her washroom, and you were able to distinguish that this was in fact Lou’s home, from the amount of short eyeliner pencils and mascaras filling the bathroom drawers.

When you came back, kernels were popping away in the microwave, and the Notebook was ready to play on the TV. You chortled at the sight, hurrying over to the couch and flopping down on it.

“Can I have some space on my own couch, please?” Lou grinned, settling in next to you. She sat a few inches from you, probably trying to give you some personal space or something. But you reached over to the popcorn bowl that she was holding, and after eating a mouthful, you cuddled up to her side, one hand permanently in the bowl.

At some point that evening her arm draped over your shoulder again, and you wrapped your arms around her waist. The movie kept playing, but you could only focus on her torso rising up and down with every breath underneath your ear.

The rain kept pouring as the sun wet down outside. When the movie finally neared the end, Lou whispered, as if she was going to interrupt the film,

“Do you need to be anywhere tonight? Or would you like to stay?”

The question startled you. You lifted your head to look at the blonde, her hand immediately coming to cradle your face, as if on instinct.

“Wanna get rid of me?”

“No, actually. On the contrary... I don’t think I want you to leave.”

You looked incredulously at her. “You already want to U-haul? That’s a bit stereotypical don’t you think?”

“Oh, bugger, you know that’s not what I meant,” she grumbled. You grinned at her adorable little frown, leaning forward and putting one hand on her chest and brushing your lips over her chin.

“I know what you meant,” you hummed, before your lips met.

Lou slowly responded to the kiss, her breath deepening. She wound her hands around you and pulled you into her lap. Ryan Gosling said something romantic in the background, but you hardly noticed because her fingers pressed against your back to nudge you closer.

When you pulled away, her face was flushed and her blue eyes were blown.

“I gotta say it now, darling. You’ve somehow turned my life upside down very, very quickly. You might be stuck with me.”

The unspoken familiarity grew even more, and you couldn’t help but agree with her before kissing her again.

“I don’t wanna mess up,” Lou muttered against your mouth. You tenderly traced her cheekbone down to her jawline.

“I don’t either. So I think we’ll be alright,” you replied sheepishly. “I’m not gonna run off as soon as the Met’s been robbed, I promise.”

“Oh, well thanks for now putting that idea into my head,” Lou huffed in response. You giggled and kissed her chin again, then her jaw, then her neck. She sank back into the cushions, pulling you even closer.

At one point you lost track of where you were going with your kisses and settled into the warmth she was exuding instead. You clung onto her and buried your face in her neck, nearly falling asleep.

“You’re missing the ending,” she whispered, hand raking through your hair.

“Don’t need it,” you replied, hands gripping her vest. “I’ve got everything I need here.”

A/N: Lou comfort is a 24/7 need for me, okay? I kinda didn’t do the “fall for each other with time...” I hope that’s alright o.o

#merry writes #amerrierworld #lou miller #lou x you #lou x reader #lou miller x reader #lou miller x you #oceans 8 #ocean's eight #oceans8 #cate blanchett #cate blanchett x reader #fem!reader #fanfiction #ocean's 8 fanfiction

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imrowanartist · 3 years ago

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Alright, uhm yeah I've fallen so deep into the OC hole that I decided to take a page from @itsstrangelypermanent 's book and try my hand at re-painting some black series figures. So I got myself some paints (most of them Army Painter, some Citadel) and some other material and went for it!

The plan is to make Nova, Purrgil, Yara and Omen. For Nova I got a Commander Bly. For Purrgil and Yara I got some 212th troopers and for Omen a Corrie from TBB. I've decided to start with Purrgil, before I try my hand at kamas and pauldrons.

This is the figure I got. I started with removing the 212th paint (sorryyyy). My first attempt was to use nail polish remover, but that wasn't strong enough. Apparently you can just buy 100% aceton at a drugstore. I didn't know that either... Anyway, aceton worked great, though with the chest piece I had to work quick since it was a different plastic and didn't take it very well. Afterwards soon-to-be-purrgil looked like this:

Gonna continue a bit more under the cut!

Apparently the newer figures have an actual modeled head inside their helmets, as I learned from @cacodaemonia (she painted Waxer and Boil recently, and they came out amazing!) so I decided to do an attempt at removing it. First I heated up the figure a bit with a blow dryer so I could separate the whole helmet/head from the body. That went pretty easily.

Then I boiled some water, let it cool a bit and dunked the helmet into it. With the help of a toothpick, some tweezers and repeatedly dunking the helmet and loosening the glue inside I managed to get it out. It actually looks pretty decent and I think I'll try my hand at painting it as well!

Then I used a combination of my blow dryer and the hot water to pull apart the rest of the figure as well. I hope that'll made it easier to paint the individual pieces. I tried to separate the torso into two pieces as well, but it didn't seem to work and I was afraid to break it. Ah well.

Anyway, that's how far I got for now! Next up will be priming it, and then hopefully I can get to painting soon.

#ro talks #and has started another project #next to all the other projects #but its fun so far!#figure painting #clone medic purrgil #the road to concordia au

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samiwok · 5 years ago

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Hello! I love ur haikyuu hcs, theyre very fun to read! Can I request fem s/o does the tiktok prank: "tell ur bf ur ex texted u to meet up nd see how he reacts" for bokuto, kuroo, oikawa, nd noya? Hehe thanks!

-> “my ex texted me” prank to Bokuto, Kuroo, Oikawa and Nishinoya

— [ BOKUTO ]

You wanted to prank your bf today and you joined him in the kitchen where he was eating. You put your elbows on the table looking at him softly as to ask him a favor

He was looking at you quite suspicious because he knew too damn well this look

« What do you want baby ? » he asked smiling

« Are you going to get upset if I tell you my ex boyfriend wants to see me to talk ? »

He stopped eating; his spoon still in hand and he looked at you as if he did not know how to react

« Are you mad ? » you asked

« Uhm.. no just go if you want to » he answered

His reaction was surprising you and you felt like he would do something

« Are you going to spy on me ? » you asked looking at his beautiful face

« Maybe » he said, rolling his eyes

« Bokuto. » you said, arching an eyebrow

« O-only to make sure you’re okay y/n » he said to defend himself

You found him so cute at this very moment; you felt like you had to admit it was only a huge prank because baby was pouting like a little boy

You were standing next to him and took his hand « it is a prank babe I’m so sorryyyy » you said laughing softly but feeling guilty

« OHH I KNEW IT » he exclaimed

Even tho you knew it wasn’t the truth you kissed his forehead « okay baby you’re the best » and his smile just melted your heart

— [ KUROO ]

« TETSU’ ! »

« Wow yes y/n ? » he asnwered and you were smiling on the inside because you were about to prank Kuroo Tetsurō and you were excited about seeing his reaction

He was looking at you and you started to play an entire role saying with a soft and guilty voice « my ex texted me and he- »

And before you even finished your sentence; Kuroo exclaimed himself « NO FUCKING WAY ! » But curiously he doesn’t seem to be angry, he only seemed curious about this and surprised but not in a bad way

Before you had the time to think about it he added « mine too »

« Uh.. unexpected ? » you answered calmly but you were burning inside WHO DARED MAKING A COMEBACK IN YOUR PARTNER’S LIFE ???

« Yes look ! » he showed you the message and your heart started to beat fast as fuck

10 pm | « Tetsu’ I I miss you... please just come to my place we’ll talk xx »

You looked at him with desperate and furious eyes « who is that ? » you asked

« Well.. my ex. But why are you mad ? Yours texted you too » he answered

« BUT I WAS FUCKING PRANKING YOU » you shouted

He sighed and he laughed hysterically you didn’t understand anything

« Let’s call my ex okay ? » and when he called you heard Bokuto changing his voice and laughing with Kuroo

« THE PLAN IS A TOTAL SUCCESS ! »

You could just hear Kenma’s voice over the phone « you’re a piece of shit Kuroo. »

When he hanged up on the phone you looked at him really angry « Kenma’s right you’re a piece of shit » you said pouting

« Come onnnn it was only a little joke and it was your idea at first but I guess you’re more naive than me baby » he said cuddling you to apologize

— [ OIKAWA ]

Today was the day you decided to annoy your boyfriend and so you went to see him to tell him your ex texted you to prank him and see his reaction

« Babe. Sit down I need to tell you about something » you started

He looked at you frowning and asking himself what the fuck was actually happening but he sat and remained silent at first

« My ex texted me. »

« And so ? » he said, probably fighting on the inside in order to stay calm

« He wants me to meet him to.. talk. » you added and he made a strange face so you asked him if everything was okay

He did not say a single word at first and when you insisted, he stood in front of you and his aura changed

« Don’t. »

« Why wouldn’t I go ? » you asked

« Because I don’t want to. »

« And what if I go anyway ? »

« Listen to me carefully because I won’t repeat myself. If you go; I’ll punish you. » he said with a deep voice that made him soooo sexy; even more than usually

You almost forgot it was only a prank and wanted to go there

« I love you Tōru this was a joke » you said to reassure him

« That’s not funny y/n-chan ! I’m angry right now » he shouted, and you went to kiss him softly to make him forgive you and your idiot ideas

« Then punish me... » you said teasing him and it seemed to calm him down 👀

— [ NISHINOYA ]

You were sitting together and everytime your phone was vibrating, Noya had this « WHO THE FUCK IS TALKING TO MY S/O » look

And you decided to prank this jealous boyfriend of yours by telling him your ex was back

« Babe ? » you asked

« Yes ? » he answered softly

« Would you be mad if I was going somewhere with my ex boyfriend to.. talk » you asked and you wanted to laugh so bad when he had these angry eyes

He was looking at you, and he screamed « WHAT ? »

You stared at him, trying to stay focus on your prank « he texted me to know if I wanted to go see him and have a little talk... »

« Are you fucking kidding me right now y/n ? »

« Does it bother you ? »

« OF COURSE it bothers me »

« But whyyyy? We are only going to talk in a public space you know » you said insisting but deep down you knew if Nishinoya was telling you something like that : you’d go crazy

« Listen to me. You ask me if it does bother me and I say yes so just do not go » he said, clearly losing his patience with you

You laughed so hard before facing him, your eyes frowning into his « it was a joke ! No one texted me and especially not him » you said

He seemed relieved but he was screaming at you and he probably stayed like a kid pouting alone for a long moment because your joke did not make him laugh

« I’ll give you an advice : do not ever make me this kind of jokes babe because I might go crazy »

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ji-yaaan · 5 years ago

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°•°•°•°𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞°•°•°•°

A Silver x Reader Oneshot ^v^

Note: for the sake of third person it's a fem!reader, and I'm really sorry about that cuz I made this in like... Idk 2-3 am... So my brain is not functioning properly (꒦ິ⍸꒦ິ) sorry bout that guis, but feel free to replace the pronouns and gender thingy ( ´༎ຶㅂ༎ຶ`)

Mistakes were made under the cut!

A midsummer night with the twinkling stars that adorned the vast night skies. There lies a boy with silver hair under the cool shade of the big oak tree. After a long day of school, exhausted from the activities done, the boy leaned over the tree, relaxing at the comfortable ambiance in the middle of the dark forests illuminated by the stars and moonlight. Drowsy from exhaustion the boy nodded off to sleep as the crickets sing the songs of the night. What a sight to see.... The girl thought to herself.

In a sleepless humid night with the stuffy and dusty air suffocating the halls of the ramshackle dorm, a late night stroll in the forest for a breather seems like a good way to pass time and boredom. She ventures out in the dark forest as the moon watches over her up above.

As she strolls in the forest savoring the cool night's breeze. Adrenaline rushed through her veins as she saw a man lying down under the oak tree in the middle of the vast forest. How odd... She thinks to herself. In the dark woods of twisted wonderland, lies a young man deep in slumber, completely out in the open from unknown dangers lurking around. But who was she to judge? There she was venturing out in the forest in God knows what time...The girl stood frozen in her spot as she peered over the young man.

There sat a boy with soft and fluffy silver hair flowing from the cool breeze. With long silver lashes adorning his porcelain face, his chest rising and falling, evident of his state in deep slumber. The girl crouched down mesmerized with the silver haired beauty's stunning visuals.

"Hmmm......? Pfffft!" The girl found herself chucking upon noticing the man frowning in his sleep, his eyebrows knitted together, wrinkling his forehead. What in the world could he be dreaming for him to frown even in his sleep? She asks to herself...

Dazed and confused, the girl subconsciously poked the man's forehead Ahhhhh! I've done it! flustered and shocked from her dumb actions, she tries to get up and leave from embarrassment, only to be interrupted with a big hand that tightly gripped her frail wrists.

The man has awokened from his slumber. "What are you doing?" Exclaims the young man as he furrows his eyebrows while glaring at the girl. The grip tightening at the young maiden's wrist, she said "Wait! Wait! Time out! Time out!". The boy furrowed his eyebrows yet again while he slightly loosens his grip. "Ehehe.... You see.... How do I explain it......" The girl reasoned as the young boy started to tightly grip his hands at her wrist yet again. "Uhmmm! You see I was just having a midnight stroll to take a breather! The ramshackle dorms are pretty iffy and stuffy, so I wanted to get fresh air! But then I saw you sleeping here in the oak tree where I usually go! And then.... Uhm... Oh! And uhm..... I saw you're frowning in your sleep?! so I think I subconciously poked you without me noticing?! I mean who even sleeps in the middle of nowhere frowing right?hehe-....... I mean! I'm so sorryyyy! Please let go of me!!!" The girl started blabbing in panic in front of the boy. "Is that so?......." The boy replied letting go of her wrist.

Thus the akward silence began. The night was silent as the moon shone above the both of them, with crickets singing, as the cool night breeze flew past the two. The night was finally settling in. The ambiance was calming and relaxing. It was the type of akward that is comfortable in it's own way.

"Uhmm..... Have a hard time sleeping too? The night was really stuffy...... I had a really hard time sleeping....." The girl said breaking the ice.

"Is that so?....." The silver haired boy replied. What's with his answers?? I swear if he answers iS thAt sO again I'm disowning grimm.

"Uhm.... My name is (y/n)! A first year from the ramshackle dorms!" she said. "I see you're the first year who made quite the ruckus at the ceremony." He calmly said. "Well.....yeah, there’s that...." (y/n) relpied embarrased and dissapointed.

"Silver" the man said. Hmmm? Silver? The girl thinks to herself. "My name is Silver.... a second year from the Diasomnia dorms." The boy continued whilst sighing."Well.....nice to meet you Silver!" The girl giggles as she beamed a smile to the boy before her.

Little did they knew that this nightly rendezvous marks the start of ever occuring meetings. Encounter after encounter, a morning greeting whilst gazes meet, a warm smile paints their faces. Both of them truly grew fonder and closer with each other as time passed by.

Late night rendezvous became a habit of the two, telling each other tidbits of themselves as they enthusiastically share how their day went with each other, with smiles and laughter that echoed in the forest.

But this innocent friendship between the two of you was soon to be short lived... As silver finally understood what he felt about you. As shocking as it was for him, he felt happy in your precence, but the moment he realized his true inner feelings, he felt his stomach churn from the joy, love, and fear he felt for (y/n). It felt as if all his emotions were stirred up inside him giving him butterflies.

The next following days were a blur. It felt as if viewing a cheesy romance movie with rose tinted glasses. With every smile, every laugh, even the little mannerisms (y/n) did, it never failed to make his heart flutter. Silver felt complete in her precence...

They say humans are naturally greedy creatures....... Silver wanted more he wanted to indulge himself in (y/n)'s light more...... So he did his best to convey his emotions to you.

As much as she'd hate to admit it, the mellow touches silver gives sends butterflies in her stomach. She noticed little bits of the feelings silver conveyed, but she refused to believe the little voice inside her that says maybe, just maybe, silver actually had feelings for you. She was in a state of a blind denial. But she truly appreciated and loved all the small gestures Silver did, she really did found herself a friend she loved.

their innocent friendly relationship could only last for long. The more time passed by, the more sexual tension aroused between the two. With playful fights turning uncomfortable, when they laugh at each other as their gazes suddenly meet.... It was very hard not to notice the tension, leaving both very flustered and bashful with each other. The little nightly tryst the two had felt like a stroll in the clouds. Living life wearing rose tinted glasses was sure a luxury one could have.

A refreshing gush of wind flew past the luscious silver locks of the boy, with his periwinkle orbs fixated unto the book he was holding, a deep sigh escaped his lips as he flips through the pages spaced out, not focusing on the contents at all, as hundreds of thoughts linger on his mind, preoccupying him from reading his book. A thought crossed his mind, no..... This thought was plastered all over his mind when did it go wrong? The cloudy skies above was peaceful, how he wished to have his mind be as peaceful as the clouds above. The boy then put down his book, and succumbs to the drowsiness he's suffering from, due to restless nights of tossing and turning.

As he's nodding off to sleep yet again, the little birds chirp in joy singing the songs of the forest. Along with the songs of the birds, there was a familiar voice who hummed a familiar tune of a melody one has heard before. Yet again, there she stood in front of Silver drowsing off to dreamland. "Hmmmm! Is this deja vu?" (Y/n) sat beside her friend as she put silver's head on her lap. "If you keep sleeping like that, your neck would hurt later you know?"

Time passed by quick with thunders rumbling in the distance, grey clouds enveloped the whole skies threatening for it to pour any moment. Silver then awoke to the sounds that disturbed his peaceful nap. Ah! I've overslept.... what time is it now? but before he could even pull himself together, he was shocked to see himself lying on your lap whilst you slept like a child leaning on the big oak tree.

The lonely nights slowly became brighter and colorful. Without even realizing it, the two started to look forward to the late night meetings under the twinkling stars, basking under the moonlight. These secret little meetings felt like joy to Silver, he felt like time stops whenever he's with (y/n). Mhmmm.... I may have found myself a friend i cherish deeply, huh? Silver thinks to himself smiling whilst looking at (y/n) grinning widely.

He felt his heart melt right then and there...

Was he dreaming, is this a dream? "Wait no, the sky might come pouring down any moment now....." Silver woke up the girl lost in dreamland how cute.....

"AH! I ACCIDENTALLY SLEPT! I was about to wake you up but I bombed it!.... Wait is it going to rain? Oh God....." Cold Raindrops started pouring from the grey skies as the two ran across the forest to seek shelter in the Diasomnia dorms.

The both of you drenched, like little children who had fun playing in the rain, the both of you start laughing at yourselves. Malleus entered the room shocked to see the two of you drenched."Ah! MalMal-Senpai~!" called out (y/n)."Hmm~?.....I see you still call me that nickname huh?" Malleus smiled softly as he offered a dry towel for (y/n).

Silver watched as (y/n)'s face lit up just from simple exchanges from his young master. Ah I see now, this is when everything went wrong huh?..... He thought to himself.

One sleepless night with the humid breeze flowing through the windows, as dusty air covered the rooms of the ramshackle dormitory, (y/n) goes with the usual late night stroll to the forest to find her buddy, Silver. She wanted to talk lots to him about her long day with the troubles that the trio has cooked up yet again. She was so excited just by thinking about it, but she was left dissapointed when she did not find her friend waiting at the usual spot. Silver is probably busy she thought. Ready to go back to the dorms, she stayed a bit longer to linger in the cool night's breeze.

Whilst enjoying the calm ambiance,she felt a presence with her, and to her shock, there was a mysterious man with horns that stood behind her, he seemed oddly familiar to her.... As their eyes locked, the only thing that (y/n) felt was her heart racing out from her chest, a feeling like someone squeezing your heart out making it hard to breathe. "How pretty....." She slipped. "AH I'M SORRY MY THOUGHTS SLIPPED!" (Y/n) admitted to her crimes embarrased.

The man with horns furrowed his eyebrows, but soon after, he chuckled at the young girl's foolish actions. "Hmmmm...really now?... how interesting you are little girl...." The man with horns replied.

(Y/n) was flustered and mesmerised by the man that stood before her. He made her breathless. With the beautiful raven hair that flew past the wind, and the chartreuse eyes that shone in the dark like sparkling emeralds. His porcelain ghostly white skin that almost look transparent......how beautiful.....

"Uhhhmm.... Hello... My name is (y/n)!" Did that sound akward?? She thought. "You're one of the first years that stirred up trouble in the ceremony right?" Says the man with horns.

"Well....ehehe.....yeah, that happend...." She peeked at the man again, only to be caught with his sharp glowing eyes. How embarassing..... "Oh! uhm so you are???" Truth be told, in reality, she already knew the man in front of him, the infamous man who supervises the Diasomnia dorms, the young master of your friend Silver, The Malleus Draconia himself. But it is still courtesy when you introduce yourself to others, they should return the introduction as well. (Y/n) stared at the man anticipating a reply. "Don't you already my name though?" He said. "But it's still respectful to introduce yourself, when someone introduced themselves to you!" (Y/n) whined like a little child, still looking expectant with eyes that shone innocently right back at the dark fae that stood before her. Malleus stared at the small girl, then smirked at her cute behaviour she kept showing. How odd..... how can someone like her not be afraid in my presence?how can she act honestly in front of me? How refreshing.... he thinks to himself. "Hmmm? But you already know my name? What is there for me to introduce?" The man said slightly smirking anticipating the girl's reaction. "Hmmm....is that so?" She replied dissapointed like a puppy with it's ears down. The man smirked again with (y/n)'s honest actions. She wears her heart on her sleeve.....how cute....

"then how about this? Call me whatever you want...." Even Malleus was confused with what he was saying, but he wants to see what her reaction will be, she piqued his interest..... She baffled the fae that stood before her.

"Reeaally??!! You cant take that back!!!" She grinned happily and exitedly as her eyes shone in pure delight. The fae smiles to himself finding the little girl quite odd, I mean, He's Malleus Draconia a poweful man, one of the greatest mages in the world. Yet he's perplex with a young girl approaching him without care in the world, not caring on who he is it warmed his heart to find someone this honest to approach him without being terrified.

"Hmmmm, now what can I call you?......" The girl questions to herself deep in her thoughts as the fae stared at her face, interested eager for the answer she'll come up with. "Pfffft!! I got it!" She says as she peered at the fae's glowing eyes. "Can I call you Malmal?" Her gaze unwavering stared at the man in front of her as she stops herself from breaking down in laughter. "Pfft! Ahahaha!" Malleus was baffled with the nickname (y/n) came up with as he bursts in laughter.... how interesting this girl is.... To have the audacity and bravery to call him that nickname, its starting to appear her bravery is just plain foolishness, but he did not hate it at all.

Silver knew deep inside that (y/n) is slowly falling for his young master. With each encounter with malleus, (y/n)'s eyes lits up like diamonds as she greets malleus with the nickname she came up with.... "Oh! MalMal? Goodmorning! hehe". Silver can't even deny the jealousy that prickled his heart as he saw the person he cherished and loved dearly, falling in another man's arms, worse, she seven fell for the young master that silver truly respected with all his heart. What can he do? He's just your friend, he's just a guard to his young master.....

He felt like his world came down crushing on him, why must this happen? , It felt like a thousand stab wounds pierced his heart... Indulging himself in the light (y/n) gave him was enough for him...... He wanted to do his best to protect your smile and laughter..... That's what he's best at doing..... Right?? He loves (y/n) so much that seeing her happy was enough for him.

Slowly, the nightly rendezvous turned into (y/n) telling silver love songs about Malleus... Even if it hurts, silver sat there listening to (y/n)'s every word, he felt happy to see (y/n) smile ear to ear as she tell about malleus. She never smiled like that before... silver thinks to himself. It left a distinct bittersweet taste in his mouth.

The peace was soon interrupted after muffled sobs rang in the woods, only to see a girl with stains of tears evident in her cheeks and glossy eyes as salty tears trickled in the corners of her eyes.

Meeting after meeting, a tryst under the moonlight as a sweet delightful feeling bloomed in (y/n)'s heart. She fell smitten for the fae with each passing second.

"Silver, what do I do?" She asked the silver haired boy choking on her words. Silver felt his heart drop as (y/n) fell in his arms choking on her sobs. Silver was speechless and was in a state of panic as he tries to console the girl by patting her back, tracing intricate patterns in attempts to calm (y/n) down....

A sunny day as bright clear skies lit the world of twisted wonderland, a chilly breeze flew past the silver haired boy as he woke up from slumber. The birds are chirping melliflous melodies. The once lush leaves that now turned orangefell from the trees as a single leaf stuck unto the boy's hair.

"Hic, he knows...... Malleus knows...... he asked me if I liked him, and I think he doesn't like it.... hic...... He hates me now right?" Reddish eyes gazed at silver as he felt his heart shattering into millions of pieces. "Uhmm..... Don't worry.... No one hates you... You know I like you" he replied with a gentle smile, as he rubbed (y/n)'s back calming her down. "You don't have to say that to make me feel better..... It's fine.... Maybe i'll just make these feelings dissaper? That'll do the trick right? It's better than malleus hating me..." As much as silver wanted to say yes, he wanted to hold (y/n)'s hand, he wanted to kiss her.... He wanted (y/n) to be his..... Seeing (y/n) in pain broke him. "You should just tell him how you feel..." A pained smile painted silver's face...."so can you please cheer up now?" He asked (y/n)..... "You're right...... I should be brave and face my problems...... Thank you silver...... You're the best!" Simple kind words that conveyed innocent feelings felt like a thousand stab wounds...... How stupid have I grown from being with you?...... I guess it's true that love can make someone the most stupid person in the world.....

Springtime is finally over..... Now it's time to stop wearing the rose tinted glasses and continue to live on the life of dull colors..... But that's fine..... The bright hues of the autumn leaves still colored the world of it's dull grey colors.....

"Silver! There you are!" a girl happily called out as she ran in silver's direction. "Sleeping in the middle of the day?.... Haaah...... I can't blame you... Oh! That reminds me! Later this evening, I'll be borrowing malleus hehe~ so you and sebek shouldn't fuss over him later m'kay?~" (y/n) grinned happily smiling ear to ear. "Glad to know you're back to being your usual loud self again...." Silver smiled at the girl. "HEY! LOUD?! Whats that about!" She replied as the both of their laughter echoed in the forest.

On one sleepless night, as silver sat under the oak tree savoring the fresh air of the night. He felt solitude in the peace and quiet surrounding him.

A cold wind blew the autumn leaves as Silver ventured in the woods in a chilly night to pass time of boredom. He leaned in the oak tree that once was green and lush, now with its leaves slowly falling in the ground. Staring at the big oak tree where everything started, his lips curved up to form a weak smile It's time to let her go now huh?. He looks up at the dark skies as tiny shards of light twinkled in the nothingness, he smiled to himself again for the last time, as he goes back to his dorm. But to his surprise he heard faint giggling in the distance as two couple held hands basking under the serene glow of the moonlight on a midnight tryst.

For a brief moment, the girl caught Silver's gaze as a soft mellow smile forms on her face only to be broken when the fae started talking and the girl got her focus back on her lover. His heart throbbed even with just a stare.... When did i become this stupid? but soon enough, a pained smile graced his face, accepting his circumstances, accepting his defeat.

"I lost..... Yet I still care for you.... Now when I look into your eyes, all I see is a stranger who knows all my secrets...... I guess... A soulmate who wasn't meant to be?......now it's finally time to say goodbye..." The autumn leaves flew as the chilly breeze blew past the young boy with silver hair........

• The End •

Y'all if you thought this was fluff.... I'm sorry.... I'm so much very sorry for that..... Pls stone me gently.... ( ´༎ຶㅂ༎ຶ`)

The story became Silver x Reader x Malleus real quick huh? 👁️👄👁️

Also i keep writing fics based on songs i play the song that inspired me here is called: "A soulmate who wasn't meant to be" by Jessica benko ^~^

Solstice: either of the two times in the year, the summer solstice and the winter solstice, when the sun reaches its highest or lowest point in the sky at noon, marked by the longest and shortest days.

Edit: WHY THE FRICK IS TUMBLR MESSING THIS UP! I HAVE TO EDIT THIS FOR LIKE.... 5 TIMES NOW! TUMBLR WTF!

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst #disney twst #disney #twst fanfic #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland malleus #twisted wondeland silver #twst silver #silver x reader #malleus draconia x reader #malleus x reader #silver #twst memes #malleus draconia

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guardianofjunmyeon · 4 years ago

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Finding Atlantis (part 12)

Genre: Action/Adventure, Enemies to Lovers, PirateAU

Description: 20 years ago the seas became angry. Unruly and unkind to any sailor, to any ship that dared venture too far out in her waters. Many a man has heard the tales of Atlantis, the lost city, the key the ocean. But fewer men know the tale of it’s missing child. The key to the ocean, the key to Atlantis but a lost little one. The power one would hold should they find this child would be nearly that of Poseidon himself. Thus, the hunt began.

A/N: heres the last 1/3 of the last “chapter” so this is short sorryyyy. Slight smut warning??? Like...almost smut but not really, you’ll see skjdhkjhf. I’ll upload the next chapter this weekend!!!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18

“I’m okay.”

“But your leg-”

“I said I’m okay.”

“But what about-”

“Captain,” Yixing says with a frown. You cross your arms over your chest. “Junmyeon is fine. All of his injuries are superficial and his leg will heal fine. No one was severely hurt by the sirens.”

“We can’t say the same for the sirens though,” Seulgi adds with a bright smile.

Minseok nods along. “As far as we could tell, we killed most of them. The ones that attacked us, the ones guarding you all, and the ones we found trying to escape or hide.”

“How many did you all kill?” Jongin asks with wide eyes.

Minseok and Seulgi share a look before silently coming to an approximate number. “Around 60,” Minseok says simply.

“60? With just the 4 of you?” you stare at the group impressed.

“We had planned on getting you all out quietly,” Kyungsoo supplies. “But some people were more determined to get you all out of there than others and botched the plan,” he says with a glance across the table.

You cock your head to the side and open your mouth to investigate when Baekhyun jumps in.

“It doesn’t matter. Everyone is back safe and sound. It all worked out,” he huffs out.

“Yeah I guess,” you say slowly, casting a glance in his direction. He rolls his eyes and flicks at a wad of parchment sitting on the table. “Everyone is safe, but I was worried that wasn’t going to be the case. They’d said that they were going to kill us, but keep Junmyeon alive. Since it’s not as though we’d have been able to get out on our own, Krystal told us of their plan. I wasn’t really worried about Junmyeon’s immediate safety as much as I was about him being found even if we were killed.”

“Krystal?” Seulgi asks.

“The leader of the sirens,” Jongin supplies. “She was the one in charge. Blonde hair, really pretty, evil as fuck.”

“Was her appearance all that important?”

“She was really pretty,” you defend Jongin from Baekhyun’s judging question.

He rolls his eyes and kicks your ankle under the table. You hold back a smile.

“She’s probably dead now right?” Chanyeol chimes in.

“Who knows, who cares. We survived the second trial all alive. Isn’t that enough?” Junmyeon’s voice is grim.

You give him a concerned look.

“You said they were going to keep Junmyeon alive? They told you that?” Yixing asks.

“They told me the same,” Junmyeon adds. He shifts in his seat. “Don’t know why, but I wasn’t really in a place to do the interrogating.”

“It was for Poseidon. To get to your father. They thought that using you as a hostage would be enough to get him to turn them back to the way they were before they were monsters,” you inform him.

His expression darkens. “My father…” you place a hand on his thigh to calm him. He takes in a breath. “Well they wouldn’t have gotten shit. They’d have been better off killing me and then leaving my body on his doorstep if they even wanted him to even blink an eye over me.”

“Junmyeon,” Yixing starts worriedly.

“It doesn’t matter.” Junmyeon brushes off your hand and settles his angry expression into something blank. “Their plan wouldn’t have worked, and we can move forward to the final mission.” The finality in his voice is like a bucket of cold water on everyone in the group.

Chanyeol coughs into his arm nervously.

“Uhm…well then I guess we should start preparing for the last mission then,” Jongin starts tentatively.

“There’s not much we can do. We just have to keep sailing and…wait,” Baekhyun says. You sigh tiredly and close your eyes. A hand rests on your thigh and rubs softly in reassurance. You don’t have the heart to open your eyes to confirm who is trying to comfort you although you already know, internally.

You cross your legs and the hand disappears, you open your eyes again. “In that case, let’s keep going. We've made it this far and we’re nearly finished.” You look at each of the faces at the table. “We’ll have Junmyeon use the compass to make sure we’re still heading the right way—” the compass.

Where is the compass?

The last place you remember seeing it was on your nightstand a few days ago. You hadn’t touched it, but it was definitely no longer where you’d left it.

“Oh shit I think I lost the compass-”

The compass clatters on the table in front of you. You blink at it in surprise.

Why did Baekhyun have the compass?

Junmyeon grabs it and opens it wordlessly. You can’t get yourself to see where it points, your focus on Baekhyun and trying to figure out what he was doing with the compass on his person.

“I’ll get Sehun and Yeri so that we can continue to sail on,” Junmyeon mumbles.

“I’ll help you,” Yixing offers. He stands and hands Junmyeon his crutches.

“I should get lunch ready for the crew,” Kyungsoo says softly. “Chanyeol…”

“I am your humble servant just tell me what you need me to do and I will do it-”

“…just stay out of my way.” Kyungsoo stands and leaves the room with Chanyeol scrambling to his feet behind him.

With a sigh, Jongin stands as well. “Captain I’ll prepare some ointment for your injuries. Can you come to the infirmary when you are finished?”

You offer a smile and watch as he exits and Junmyeon and Yixing hobble out behind him.

“Meeting adjourned I guess,” you mutter to yourself. You push yourself away from the table so that you can get the soothing cream from Jongin to put over your rope burns. Minseok grabs your wrist to stop you from leaving.

Seulgi and Baekhyun leave the room together laughing in quiet voices. You blink after them and then to Minseok’s hand around your wrist.

“I don’t think Junmyeon is going to be himself for a while.”

“What? What do you mean?”

He exhales and removes his hand. “I know you also noticed how he seemed a bit…” Dark. Scary. Grim. “…off. With everything going on I don’t think that he’ll be returning to normal for a while.”

You set your lips in a line. “I know…I agree. He’s…he has a lot to deal with and I don’t think we’ll be able to relieve him of the burdens and darkness settling in his heart. I’m just worried that it all will put out his light forever.”

“You know him Captain. Junmyeon is smart and strong. He just…needs time. He needs time and for us to just be there for him until we can get him home. He’ll bounce back in no time.” You nod in agreement. “You on the other hand…”

Your eyes widen in shock. You point a finger at yourself. “Me?”

“I’m worried about how all of this is going to affect you.”

“I’m fine. I’m going to be fine. I want to get Junmyeon home safe, that’s all that matters. If he’s happy then I’ll be happy.”

He frowns. “I don’t quite believe that, but if you think so then I’ll believe you for now. You’ve been handling everything well so far, so maybe you’re right.” He pauses and looks towards the cracked door of your quarters. “I wonder if that’s because you’ve found someone you can lean on when he’s gone...”

His words settle uncomfortably in your mind.

“Minseok what are you trying to say?”

He turns away from the door and plasters on a soft grin. “Nothing. I’m just speaking to myself.” He raises a hand to pat the top of your head affectionately. “I just hope you will also continue to be strong through to the end.”

“You’re weirding me out-”

“Blockhead,” he laughs as he flicks you lightly in the forehead. You scowl at him. “Oh…and he brought the compass with him when we went looking for you all. He seemed convinced it would help him find you all. Him and Kyungsoo.”

You narrow your eyes at the sudden shift in topic while Minseok stretches out his shoulders lazily. “I should go see what our new chef and sous-chef are making for lunch. I’m starving.” Without another word he struts out of the room.

You’re left alone to your thoughts.

Baekhyun took the compass to Isla de Sirena as a way to find Jongin and Chanyeol? Smart. You’ll give it to him.

When did he discover that it would point to one of them?

You walk towards the infirmary, mind hard at work trying to figure out how the compass would have worked to get Baekhyun to you all.

“The compass points to the thing you want most in the world and it brought him to us…” He wanted to find his crewmen most in the world? He must really appreciate them. Can it detect things like that? Would it have pointed to just one of them specifically? Would he have had to think about just one of them really hard to get it to point to them? Of the two of them you figure that he is closest to Jongin. Maybe the thing he wanted most in the world was to find Jongin and then he’d have looked for you and Chanyeol afterwards. Why would it point to Jongin of all the things in the world that he could want?

Unless…

You pause at the door of the infirmary as realization hits you so hard you have to physically stop moving.

“He’s in love with Jongin oh shit- oh SHIT!” A hand comes around your forearm and pulls you away from the infirmary and into a corner hidden from view of the rest of the ship. A small space between the infirmary and the entrance to the crew cabins.

“What are you mumbling to yourself about?” Baekhyun asks you quietly, his voice nothing higher than a whisper as he talks directly into your ear.

The sound sends a pleasant shiver down your spine. But then you remember what you were mumbling about and you push him back just a tad so that his lips aren’t almost touching the shell of your ear.

Baekhyun is in love with Jongin.

Heat rushes to your cheeks. Embarrassment. You’re embarrassed. He’s always seemed to dote on him. They’re constantly at each other’s side and worried about each other. More so than they are anyone else…

Can your situation get any more pathetic?

“Wait…are you okay? You seem ill all of a sudden,” Baekhyun says. Is he worried about you? You can’t tell.

“Y-yeah. I’m fine I’m completely fine.” You straighten in your spot and realize belatedly that he’s boxed you in against wall. The embarrassment intensifies at the position. Him leaning over you and the closeness of your bodies causing desire to rush through your veins unbidden. You feel dizzy. “Did- uh did you uh need something?”

He blinks twice before you start to see the color rising up his neck and ears.

“I…” He swallows and his eyes dart across your face.

His drawn out silence makes you more nervous, more embarrassed. The heat rushing up your face sure matches that of what you can see on his.

Finally he exhales heavily and lets his head drop. “This is so stupid,” he grumbles to himself.

You have to agree.

When he lifts his head you see a confidence in his eyes that wasn’t there a few seconds ago. The pink is still visible in his face but there is a set determination in his eyes that captures your attention.

And then his lips press against yours.

The first touch of his lips surprises you. It’s nothing more than a peck. A simple connection of lips, but it’s a question.

It’s a request for permission that he leaves for you to answer when he pulls away and waits –looks into your eyes for your response. Desire flares through the pit of your stomach and you answer back without hesitation.

Without words. Without thought and without doubt and without shame.

You lean forward and kiss his lips again. Harder. More desperate.

You throw your arms around his shoulders and pull him against you, letting his weight press you harder against the wall.

You’ve been wanting to do this since last night…You wonder if maybe he feels the same.

His body presses harder into yours, hands grab at the softness of your body as if it’s the only thing keeping him above water. As if this moment has thrown him into the deepest part of the sea and you're a life preserver.

He could like whoever he wants, be in love with whoever he wants, but you don’t think that you’re ready to give this up. Ready to give up how good it feels to touch and be touched by him. To feel like maybe you’re his just for moments like these.

Not yet.

When his hand slides up to rest just under your breast you have to bite your lip to hold in the pitiful moan his touch pulls from you. He smiles against your lips and kisses the corner of them, drags his lips to your ear.

“I haven’t even touched you and you’re already making such dirty noises,” he says with the amusement of someone far too happy with the knowledge that he can cause your undoing with the smallest ministrations.

Oh. So that’s how he wants to play?

You hook your leg around his calf and drag his lower half closer to you before you press your tongue to the skin of his neck and lick as slowly as you can right up to his ear. He keens and shakes so hard at the act that you think he might cum his pants right then. With a kiss to his ear in encouragement when you feel him rolling his hips against you to relieve some of the pressure building in his cock, you snort right into his shoulder.

“You planning on dry humping me out in the open? The least you could do is at least fuck me if you’re trying to get into exhibitionism,” you joke.

He pulls away quickly and there is nothing but seriousness in his eyes when he says, “Don’t tempt me.”

Your mouth dries at the (threat? Promise?) words.

Someone fake gags. “Gross…” A pause and intake of breath. “THEY’RE FUCKING WHERE EVERYONE SLEEPS NOW!”

You yelp and go to push Baekhyun away when he pulls himself closer and hides his face in your neck.

Oh yeah. You’ll give him some time to gather himself.

“I’m going to kill Sehun I fucking swear,” he growls out. You don’t try to hold in the laugh that bubbles from your chest. Baekhyun whines pathetically against you; you figure you should at least untwine yourselves. “Don’t move,” he starts. “Please. Just…stay like this for a little while,” he murmurs. You hear the tinge of embarrassment in his voice and decide to spare him any more torture by staying where you are and letting your fingers idly brush through his hair.

“God. Fuck. Is no place on this ship sacred? I swear to Poseidon…” Kyungsoo grumbles when he peaks around the corner, Sehun laughing soundlessly behind him.

“He’s crying. Just give him a couple of minutes.” You pout and stroke his hair more purposefully.

“Eh?” You feel Baekhyun pulling away to deny your claim so you tug him closer.

“Oh it’s okay, you don’t have to cry I understand. It’s perfectly normal to experience erectile dysfunction at such a young age as yours-”

“I am going to fucking kill you,” he pulls away fully and you can see his face turning red with angry embarrassment. You glance down and notice that at least his arousal isn’t as apparent. Mission accomplished?

“I’m going to vomit,” Kyungsoo laments dramatically before stalking away. Sehun comes over with concern painting his face, his early amusement nowhere to be seen.

“Captain you need to eat more eel. I read once that eel is great for male virility and will help you. You could have come talked to us you don't have to be embarrassed about it-”

You let Sehun’s speech cover you in your escape to the infirmary. You catch Baekhyun’s angry eyes briefly and offer and full smile in return before leaving him trapped in the corner.

#lmaooo so yeah this happened #exo #exo smut #exo fanfic #exo fanfiction #exo imagine #baekhyun #byun baekhyun #baekhyun fanfic #baekhyun fanfiction #baekhyun story #baekhyun smut #exo pirate au #baekhyun pirate au

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