#tbh I believe they saw the error of their ways

[arabela25]

the qualifiers of the first semi final

[mingiswow]

Color this cold world | Jeong Yunho

Pairing: Yunho x gn!reader (reader has a vagina)

Genre: smut, post-apocalyptic, dystopic, porn with a little of plot

Word count: ~4k

Warnings: mentions of death, weapons, fight, blood, wounds and murder, mentions of father and mother figures, reader doesn’t believe in god, reader is shorter than him, many pet names it gets sickening, not proofread, smut

Smut Warnings: oral (reader receiving), fingering, piv, protected sex, choking, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, slight degradation, Yunho has a big dick, uses of pet names (baby, bunny, etc), semi-public sex if I forgot anything let me know

A/n: I’m going through a Yunho and Seonghwa brain rot ever since the concept photos were released and when the mv came out I HAD to write something. It’s not completely inspired by Ateez universe (also because I still don’t understand a single thing about the storyline and tbh gave up, I’m too old for this lol), but a little inspired by the mv, and the dystopian novels I grew up reading, so if anything sound similar it might be that. 

⚠️ English is not my first language, so sorry if there's any grammatical error

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⇉Minor DNI ⇇

You paced around the little room. The skin around your nails already hurting from how much you’ve been biting them while waiting for any news from your boyfriend and his friends.

You looked over the small dirty window and saw the grey and ashy sky of the country. You don’t even remember seeing the sun, ever since the revolution started years ago and the opponent side won, the world have turned into a big mess of ashes and destruction, the few pieces of vegetation existing being the small weeds that besides all the pollution and destruction rose upon the cement cracks and dry soils. They are, somehow, the reason you still believe in a better future. And Yunho.

You still remember how you met him and the others, your father was one of the heads behind the rebellion against the state, always busy trying to make this destruction stop. He was a very smart man and raised you and your older brother alone after your mother left you three to run away with the chief of the opponents when you were born. Your dad recruited young children and teenagers who wanted to fight, and Yunho was one of them. 

He was your age, his chubby cheeks fuller to make him look stronger but his eyes and the way his knuckles were white from hilding into a fist betrayed him. 

The first time you had contact was when you helped his wound a few months after he joined the rebellion, you were one of those responsible for the nursing, alongside his friend Jongho, that joined with him.

“Are you okay, man?” the younger asked and he nodded, clearly scared.

“If you want to be part of this, you’ll have to be stronger. The state army have no fear nor remorse, not even for young people like us” you stated as you prepared the gauze to clean the cut. “I know it’s hard” he nodded and held all the pain he could. That day he promised to fight not only for his family and friends, but for you as well.

As the years passed by, the young chubby boy you used to know grew to be one of the best body combat fighters as well as shooter, his body now tall and well built made every one swoon over him. When your dad and brother were killed, Yunho was the one that held you close and wiped your tears, the one that soothe your pain away and made sure you were strong enough to go back to your duty as the head nurse. All while assuming the combat training chief position. 

So when you looked at the watch in your wrist and saw that Yunho was more than half an hour late you panicked. You didn’t even believe in god but started praying for him to come home safe and sound to your arms. 

Him, Seonghwa, Hoongjoong, San and Yeosang went to a mission on the frontier a week ago and you marked to meet in the spot this very day at 3pm but so far no news of him or the others. The minutes seem to pass one by each hour yet, at the same time, to fly fast. 

It was past 4pm, your eyes betraying you and watering down on the thought of losing Yunho, the hope was almost gone but then a loud noise scared you. The first thought being that they came to get you. The enemies. You stood quiet in your corner of the room, listening to the noises that seemed to be happening a few floors under the one you were. You hugged your legs and more tears spilled as you expected the worst to fund you. 

And then you heard silence. Everything went quiet. The only sound being your fastened heartbeat and steps that came closer and closer by second. You closed your eyes and waited.

“Yn? Yn, are you here?” You recognized Seonghwa’s voice and immediately jumped into his arms to hug your friend. “Hey hey hey. It’s fine, big brain. We’re back” he hugged you back and let you cry on his shoulders seeing how overwhelmed you were. 

“What happened? Why are you guys late? Where's the rest? Where's Yunho? Is he okay? Please tell he’s fine and safe and-“

“Yn, calm down” the tall man held your shoulders. “We were surprised by an enemy troop while almost arriving at the gates. We had to wait till we could attack”

“And what were those noises before you entered?” 

“There were more of them waiting for us here, thankfully they didn’t know you were here as well otherwise…” he went quiet and you understood what he meant. Seonghwa always has been the reason in the group, always making sure everyone was both physically and mentally well. 

“And where’s Yunho? And the others?” 

“They are back at the HQ, Hongjoong, San, and Yunho were hurt a little. But they’re fine!” He was quick to add seeing your eyes widen when he mentioned your boyfriend’s name. “Let’s go back eh? I know you want to see him” you nodded and quickly started to go down the stairs, a few dead men over the floors and some of your people collecting everything useful they had. 

You couldn’t help but notice the number of dead men, especially on the first floor and your heart squeezed thinking about how many of these Yunho and the boys had to fight knowing that they were at a disadvantage. “There were many but you know how good San is with traps and Yeosang in bulk killing” Seonghwa spoke as he could read your thoughts. You nodded and sat in the passenger seat of his van, more anxious than before. 

As soon as the van stopped in front of the nurse HQ you jumped out of the vehicle and ran to find Yunho. 

“Wing four” you hear someone scream to you and you went straight to the place. 

You opened the door and there he was, sitting naked on top of the doolie, his back facing you and you could see some cuts, burns and scratches.  He heard your footsteps and turned around, a smile finding its way on his lips amidst the dry blood and wounds. 

He left the bed and opened his arms for you to hug him and before you could even think about hurting him more, you ran to his arms, burying your face in his chest and crying all over again. 

“Sh, little one. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere” he caressed your hair and kissed the top of your head. 

“You scared me, I almost thought I had lost you” you confessed to him, feeling the anxiety finally leave your body, legs becoming a bit weak after the tension vanished.

“I’m not going anywhere, love” he held your face between his hands, making you look into his eyes and wiped your tears, his smile never leaving his lips. “I love you too much to simply leave you like this, you have to make more effort to get rid of me” 

You chuckled, even after being beaten and hurt, even after almost dying, he still had the energy to be playful and make you feel better. “I love you so much, Yunho” he nodded, pecking your nose. “I love you too, my love”.

You kept in each others’ arms for some time, just enjoying the presence and warmth of your bodies before you remembered you had to treat his wounds and clean him. 

“Go to the bath to clean the dirt and relax your muscles. I’ll grab the things to clean your wounds and patch you up, k?” 

While he did as you said, you grabbed the necessary items from the other room and prepared some ointments and medications.

“Were you waiting for me to come and stitch you?” You asked as you entered back the room, putting everything in its place and going with gauze and some antiseptic spray to disinfect the cuts and bruises. You sat at the edge of the tub, bending towards the bigger cut in his chest. 

“Always. Only my little bunny knows how to treat me” he sniffed your neck making your skin shiver. 

“You could have had an infection with that” you could feel him tense up his muscles under your touch as you spread the ointment and analyzed if it needed stitches. He smirked when he saw you bite your lips when you felt his broad chest in your hands. You always have been obsessed with Yunho’s body and, for some wicked reason, every time you saw him with some type of bruise your body heated all up knowing that those were symbols of his strength and that he could kill someone with his bare hands. 

“I knew it was not that bad. Besides…” he slowly ran his fingers through your exposed arms and legs, the hairs getting bristly at the touch. He smirked. “I was dying to touch you” 

“You almost died and that’s all you can think of?” you were scolding him but deep down your thoughts were the same. Such as that you locked the door before entering the bath area. That also didn’t go unnoticed by the man. 

“Of course! What if I died before claiming you mine one last time?” He put you on his lap inside the bath, wetting your whole uniform.

“Yunho! My clothes!”

“I’m gonna take them off anyways, bunny, you won’t need them to be dry” his lips attacked your neck, kissing, licking, biting, marking you like a hungry animal with his prey. “The last thing you should be right now is dry”. You threw your head back and enjoyed the touch of his lips on your skin. You had missed him dearly. 

His hands started to roam your body up and down and you could feel and see his erection underneath you. The cold bath water already welcoming the warmth in your body, cooling the fire that seemed to consume you both. 

Finally, his lips met yours, hungry and desperate, fighting against yours as he needed your air to live, teeth clashing and tongues fighting for dominance. His hands held your hips strongly and started to rub your clothed core against his dick that you could feel hard even under the thick fabric of your pants. “Fuck baby, all I could think about while fighting those men was coming home alive so I could fuck you senseless” Yunho whispered in your ears as he kept you rubbing yourself on him. “Did you miss me, bunny? Did you miss my cock buried in your pussy?” You could only nod, too caught up in the feeling building at the pit of your belly. “Are you already close? Are you that cock starved that just rubbing your cunt on me is enough?”

You did not answer, not being able to form any sentence, everything coming out of your mouth being nonsense babbles and moans.

It didn’t matter how many times Yunho had touched you or made love to you, every single time felt like the first. He had a special power in making you putty in his hands just by touching you, whispering dirty things into your ears. He knew exactly how to get you worked up and desperate for him. 

But on his side it wasn't any different. Every time his nervous system felt the texture of your skin on his hands it was like he had never touched something so sublime, it was almost as if he could taste you in the tips of his calloused fingers. The roughness of your skin was something he could only feel by touching. The years of helping people and handling the apocalypse that became this earth marked up in your body, in the way your skin reacted to his touch, the scars of your own battles adorning you like you were a hand-crafted fabric. He loved each and every part of you. The visible and invisible signs of your strength, determination and will. He loved the strong and determined person you were. He could admire you for days but he always thought that nothing showed his love and adoration for you as the way he made love to you. 

And that’s exactly what he was planning to do. 

The man started taking your wet clothes away from your body, slowly, feeling every inch and bump from your skin. The shirt being the first one, the fabric clinging to your wet body like a vice but Yunho was more vicious than a simple shirt. 

Your chest, now fully in disposal, rising up and down with your uneven breath caught his eyes immediately and he listened to his intrusive thoughts and dipped his face in between them, smelling your scent and enjoying the warmth of your skin. 

You reached his face and grabbed with both hands, making him look at you. His eyes black, dilated with lust yet still covered in love. “I love you, Yunho” you spoke in a whisper, joining your foreheads. His smile was bright as he nodded and joined your lips in a slow and sweet kiss. The one he expects to feel the day you get to get married. “I love you too”. 

He kissed you again as his right hand enclosed what he could get of your left boob, squeezing and massaging it. You cut the kiss to breathe, throwing your head back. Yunho took advantage of your position to put your other breast in his mouth. Sucking it, biting it, and licking it. You were far too gone in the pleasure, your hips starting to move again on top of his dick, making him moan on your chest, the vibrations sending shivers down your body and concentrating in between your legs, your walls closing against nothing. 

Your boyfriend kept his assault on your chest for a few minutes, enjoying the way he could make you squirm just by playing with your boobs. He knew exactly what to do and how to do it. 

When he was satisfied with the purple marks all over your chest he lifted you both up from the tub and took you to the bed he was previously on, sitting you and standing between your legs. He started kissing you again, his mouth and hands eager for you. “Baby please do something” you moaned against his mouth and grabbed his hands to put on top of your clothed core. “I need you"

“Your wish is my command, Princess” he gave you one last kiss before getting on his knees and taking your pants and panties off. The cool air hitting your labia and making you shiver in anticipation. He gently opened your legs more so he could be inside them, his lips ever so gently touching your inner thigh. Yunho was a strong man and he knew you loved when he used that on you, so he grabbed your legs and pulled you closer to his face, thighs resting on his shoulder as his lips finally touched where you wanted the most. His tongue licking from bottom to top, lapping every single drop of your wetness that rested there. To him, your taste was the same as dionysus wine should taste, bittersweet, intoxicating and addicting, he could live just with your taste. 

His fingers spread your labia open as he made sure to give a powerful suck at your clit, a particularly loud moan leaving your lips as you quickly covered them trying not to be too loud. He kept his assault at your clit, alternating between circling and licking up and down and left to right, spelling the whole alphabet against your little bundle of nerves that sent desperate signals to your brain, the fire in the pit of your stomach rising dangerously fast. When he felt you squirming against him, he held you down on the bed and lowered his attack to your hole, entering it with the tip of his tongue, provoking you, tickling your insides, making you want more. 

“Baby, fuck, please” you managed to moan out in midst all the pleasure. “Do something, please” he chuckled but nevertheless he gave what you wanted, what you needed, and started to fuck you with his tongue, thumb going to your clit and drawing circles to help with your pleasure. Your moans started to get louder and louder, your hands that covered your mouth were now attached to your boyfriend’s hair, pulling his face closer to your vulva. You were so lost in the feeling. The fire in your belly snapped and you came undone in his mouth, him never stopping his movements, riding you through your orgasm. His mouth then replaced his thumb and he inserted two fingers knuckles deep inside you. An obscene scream left you as you felt your belly tighten again.

“You’re doing so well for me, bunny. Such a good girl taking everything I give. Can you give me another orgasm, huh?” His deep voice praised you, his fingers going faster and faster inside you, your clit swollen and sensitive from all the pleasure and friction against it. Your voice betrayed you, a high gasp coming out instead as you nod your head. Legs shaking on top of his shoulder. 

Soon enough another orgasm waved through your body, leaving you already in shambles on top of him. Yunho helped you ride out your orgasm again, this time stopping his ministrations and getting on his feet again. 

He kissed your lips, making you taste yourself in his tongue, your mind dizzy with pleasure. “I could taste you all day, bunny. But my little friend down here needs a little help” you chuckled at his words and pulled him close to you again, locking his hips with your legs and rubbing your sensitive vulva on his dick. You hissed at the feeling, still sensitive with the previous orgasms. “Can you take me, Princess? Or are you still too sensitive?” 

“I can always take you, baby” you grabbed his dick in your hand and started to put the condom on him, torturing him with how slow you were sliding the piece and how sometimes you’d squeeze his member in the process. “After all, you were the one who got me addicted to your dick, isn’t it? Made me your cock slut”

“Fuck yn don’t talk like that” you smirked at his reaction and aligned the tip of his dick in your entrance. 

He slowly pushed inside you, the burning of the stretch making you lay your back flat on the bed, hands grabbing the sheets. To say Yunho was gifted with his dick was just a fact. He was just the right size for you but it was the girth that always made you cry. In a good way. In a delicious way actually. No matter how much he preps you, stretches you open with his fingers, nothing will compare to him slowly entering you until he’s balls deep inside you. He always waits for you to get used to his size and start moving by yourself. 

“You are made for me, baby bun. Your pussy was made for me, wasn’t it?” He pulled you by the back of your neck close to him, foreheads glued as your eyes stared at each other. His hips ever so deliciously moving at a punishing slow pace, getting as deep as he could. 

“Faster… please” you moaned and threw yourself back against the bed, back arching with the feeling. “Need… more…”

“Is my baby cock drunk already? Can’t even speak properly?” He mocked you but still gave you what you wanted, pistoning his hips against you, one of his hands going to your clit and the other wrapped around your neck. Your eyes rolled at the overstimulation, feeling so much at the same time. “Good god bunny you look so hot right now. Wish you could see yourself, all fucked out and cock dumb for me. Such a good girl. Go on baby, cum for me again. I know you can do it” you nodded desperately, a string of whispered yes leaving your lips as you felt the burning feeling take you over for the third time and snap a few minutes after. Your juices starting to fall down your legs, an obscene squelch sound reverberating in the room as you weren’t even able to moan anymore. 

Suddenly Yunho took his dick out of you and before you could even question it, he turned you around, bending you on the bed, legs falling wobbly from the edge. “I’m not finished yet, bunny” he spread your ass cheeks and entered you again, the new position and the sensitivity almost knocking you out, eyes wet with tears of pleasure as he went even faster this time. “If you give me another orgasm I’ll reward you. So be a good girl and cum again, okay?” You nodded, body too weak to resist. 

Yunho then slithered his hand under your chest and pushed you flush against his chest, his hand once again going up to wrap around your throat, getting you even more dizzy and light headed than before. 

“Yunho… p- please” your voice was hoarse and low, the next orgasm ready to snap at your pussy once again. 

The man wasn’t so far from coming himself, his cock twitching inside of you and you both could feel your highs approaching and his thrusts losing its rhythm. He let go of your chest and neck, letting you fall limp onto the bed as he grabbed your hips to get more stability. 

He kept thrusting, a bunch of profanities and praises to you leaving his mouth as he came, his hips losing its speed but going as deep as he could. His right hand reached your clit with some difficulty and started playing with it to help you reach your high as well, his hips never stopping its slow and deep thrusts. 

Within seconds you reached your fourth and last orgasm of the night. Your whole body aching in delicious pain and overstimulation. Little whimpers left your mouth and finally Yunho stilled inside of you and felt on top of you, his weight being comforting against your completely gone body. 

“I fucking love you so much” he whispered against your ear, leaving small ticklish kisses against it. 

“I fucking love you so much too, Yunho” you smiled against the bed, sighing happily. 

After a few minutes he lifted himself and got out of your body, going to the bathroom to take the condom out and clean himself. He damped a piece of cloth and came to clean you, careful not to hurt you. 

“I don’t think I’ll be able to exist after today” you chuckled as he cleaned you, your whole body aching now that the pleasure was gone and the adrenaline went down. 

“I’m sorry, bunny. I went a little overboard” he gently kissed your shoulder blades, caressing your back. 

“No, I loved” you tried to move but your legs were still weak. He grabbed you and put you on top of the bed, throwing the wet cloth away before laying by your side and cuddling you. “I missed you so much” you whispered as you played with his fingers wrapped around your tummy. 

“I missed you too” he deep sighed and held you stronger. “I just want this to end so we can have a peaceful life” you nodded, your eyes getting heavy. “I can’t wait for us to be free and have a huge farm with many animals and our little kids running around and playing with no fear and worries in their life” Yunho nudged his face against your neck, scenting you and feeling his chest warm with love and hope. 

“Soon, baby. Soon” you said as you both drifted asleep, both dreaming with a better world and a future together. 

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"Have you guys seen yn?" Jongho asked his friends as he helped the hurt soldiers that came back that day, San hissing at the feeling of the antiseptic spray sting. Seonghwa just chuckled as he exchanged looks with San and Yeosang. "Again? Great! Now I'll have to clean all that wing again because Yunho can't hold his dick inside his pants". The man rolled his eyes as the others laughed at how predictable the couple was.

[ronweasleys-world]

i dont think remus is a coward, i think he had trouble confronting his fatal flaw (he has lived a life where he's hated at every turn, which leads to a self-hatred that runs so deep it convinces him not only that he has to compromise himself and his morals to keep the people who like him around him, but also to him genuinely believing that leaving tonks and his unborn son is legitemately the best, kindest thing to do, because otherwise he'll wreck them that much more just by existing), which is incredibly human. his bravery shows in every other aspect of his life, not least of all the fact that he chose to fight, actively and several times, for a world that hates him. he lost everything in the first war, his life only got worse, and he doesnt think twice about fighting again in the second one and in the final battle simply because it's the right thing to do and he wants the world to be a better place. that's not only brave, but as you point out, highlights the tragedy of his life and who he chose to be despite it. (and the blind devotion is a dumb thing to pin on remus when literally the entire wizarding world is "blindly" devoted to dumbledore. even voldemort thinks of dumbles as the paragon of good. it's not a "remus flaw", it's a deliberate thematic statement from the HP books bc the point of the seventh book isnt that they were wrong to trust dumbles, it's that everyone's deeply flawed, even, or especially so, our heroes, and that's ok and human and realizing it and dealing with it is a part of growing up and maturing)

I just wanna say i got so excited when i saw you 'asked', so thank you for that!

Remus is my second fav harry potter character, first before i truly discovered my love for Ron. I 100% agree with everything you said, and tbh i do not truly think of Remus as a coward, that just seems to be the general consensus when people talk about Remus and his flaws, so i guess i kinda just ran with and what people are saying, (and to some degree, i do kinda agree with what they say. Kinda)

I will however, say that this cowardliness that people pin on Remus is often to hold him in a negative light, and I often find it occurring when people slight him for not being there for Harry more (which is a whole different matter entirely, that i think i have a somewhat controversial opinion on).

Anyway, the way Remus continues with him life after all that has happened to him and still has the ability to be kind and good, is one of the reasons i actually adore that man, and i do not think the 'cowardliness' takes away from the goodness within him at all. I completely agree and understand why he is the way he is, of course he is going to run when he is scared, because let's be honest who is he gonna turn too? He has spent the entirety of his life afraid, persecuted and grief stricken.

I pointed out the devotion to Dumbledore because it kind of differs from the rest of the wizarding worlds sentiments. Remus did not think he would get to Hogwarts, get that education and meet amazing friends who did not care for what he was, and Dumbledore gave him that, Dumbledore offered him a job, and have him opportunities that were otherwise unavailable to him. I only point it out because as one of his flaws, it leaves him blind. Not only to Dumbledore, but to his friends also. He did not want to go against them in fear they would not be his friend anymore. It is difficult to go against your friends, and even more so for Remus.

I also do not have the opinion that Dumbledore is this evil manipulator, and this 'blind' devotion to him is necessarily a bad thing, it just has the potential to be.

I also don't necessarily believe Remus is a coward, sometimes that just feels like the 'best' word to describe it. When he ran away from Tonk's, that was a moment of weakness, and it would be 'silly' to shame a man at one of his worst moments. What does speak volumes more to Remus and his character, is that he went back. He realised his error and fixed it immediately, and i think that says more to who he is.

This was a whole tangent, and i enjoyed writing it! so thanks <3

[lizzxrd]

I've said pretty much this exact thing on Twitter several times already when that site was still usable (as in it functioned and at least didn't give you constant error messages) but goddamn Amalthus is such an amazing villain !!!

(now u guys here have to deal with my repetitive rambles bc I can't fucking regulate my emotions and properly process how much I like Xenoblade so I must scream about it somewhere or else I Will Explode <3)

He's such a great antithesis to Xenoblade's overarching themes/message of the power in friendship, trust, compassion and hope and the perseverance of the human spirit. And on a smaller scale he's also a fantastic antithesis to Rex. They both lost their parents at a young age, they both saw people commit some truly awful things. Rex's believe in a better future - in a literal mystical utopia - and his unfaltering kindness got strengthened; Amalthus succumbed to his despair entirely.

Also I absolutely love how he isn't just like that because he's weak spirited or whatever. His beliefs are a direct result of the Indoline political and religious doctrine. He's more or less a personification of the extreme conclusions to it (and also to some extent Judicium's general beliefs abt the world but unfortunately the info xbc2 and tgct give us about Judicium is just crumbs). I'm probably treading into some speculation/headcanon territory here. Indol's general social structure seems to be far more atomized/individualistic than that of other places in xbc2 probably due to its wealth while Indol is also posing as this beacon of virtue - a nation that must help others because it is better than them. Like, of course he doesn't believe in compassion and kindness. He probably never really experienced those personally and all of his most lasting impressions of the outside world were of people doing horrible things. And of course he doesn't treat Blades as people; that's just how things are. He's thoroughly adopted Indol's views of the world. Even his delusions of grandeur were a direct result of this.

I know that as a character he is a person with his own agency and he failed to ever question these views and I absolutely understand why people in the fandom don't like him; he's not supposed to be a likeable character. But as a narrative tool he's fantastic. He's a personification of a logical extreme to a fascistic theocratic nation which makes him such a good villain in the setting of xbc2 and just generally xbc as a series

I have so many more detailed thoughts abt this tbh but I'm neither eloquent nor smart enough to untangle that mess and express them in a way they make sense outside of my head but, like, you get what I mean. I love Amalthus so much and I also hate him. I want to tear him apart limb by limb but I also think he's fantastic

[meat-pvppet]

ok so im gonna infodump under the cut cuz im insane

warning! this all probably makes no sense and is really really messy

so remember this guy?

ive been reworking him actually ever since last year but i just never found a concept design i liked fully

yeah hes the one im gonna be reworking (and who im probably renaming to Lucius Donovan)

and tbh i still dont have one but whatever im gonna blast you all with his lore or what i got so far atleast (if youve been here long enough he might be a wittle familiar)

anyway he's the founder and sole human worker for a tech company focused on manufacturing robots and prosthetics

he was a prodigy whos been building rudimentary robots ever since he was a teenager, his eldest bot and personal assistant having been around since he was 17

when he started his business, he sought to help humanity using his bots, believing that humans were frail and robotic companions helping them would lessen the burden and help humanities chances of not imploding hopefully

once he started making a name for himself, he got into a huge accident (either caused by his own recklessness or a secondary character that ill need to polish up still) that took his legs, arm and a chunk of his face (mostly around the eyes and frontal lobe and a bit of his mouth)

still figuring out the full extent of the damage but just know his torso didn't go unscathed cuz obviously

most of the damage was obviously from the accident itself but also from getting crushed by rubble

its a miracle he even survived, but he was basically half dead so his bots were the ones to revive him using the tech he had already developed

the accident made him more reclusive and paranoid (not that anyone other than his walls know that cuz we love a guy whos really reclusive and paranoid and hides it all behind a mask of confidence), now adding more security measures to every bot he manufactured, even making it so every bot he had sent him the logs of their every action and everything they saw in case they couldnt identify smth properly

also following the accident he became less empathetic than he already was, making it difficult for him to understand more emotional reasonings behind things

also also following the accident, he began using robotic copies of himself to make public appearances whenever he really needs to cuz he thinks with how he is now he's no longer presentable in a way

and also cuz his paranoia and anxiety is so high he genuinely believes something horrible will happen to him or others as soon as he steps out of his factory that basically doubles as his home at this point due to him doing nothing but work all day

there are a few of these clones just

fucking around in his factory though, specifically in the underground facilities, that work as security

And also a way to bait people who do end up reaching the underground facilities looking to kill him or smth

also due to the nature of his prosthetics (and years of trial and error after the accident to improve them) hes kinda got a pseudo immortality thing going on where all this tech is basically gonna keep his body from failing

anyway he can keep adding more and more tech if something goes wrong

but then that makes him think about how disconnected he is from being human at this point

hes more metal than flesh and that makes him anxious

at what point is he just another one of his bots?

[thisdreamplace]

Hi dream (I’m sending this again bc idk if Tumblr sent it or not bc an error popped up, but if it went through, just ignore this one) i’m the last anon who finally understood the law. I got rejected from UCLA today. That sounds terrible but i don’t feel terrible. my dream life is outside of going to college tbh. the fact that i don’t feel negative at all is kinda scary. Am I feeling calm because I have already given up on anything good for myself or am I calm because I know that my actual dream life is within my hands?? It’s scary because Idk. I don’t have any answers. I know that if my younger self saw me, she’d say “wtf has happened in life”? I still wouldn’t have an answer. Being rejected today made me feel lighter. Because I know I didn’t want it. It was just a safe plan but my dream plans aren’t safe. But hey, It was a struggle keeping such high grades, at least I can get a B now. it’s funny because just yesterday I said “this work will become less stressful somehow” I will be submitting an incomplete assignment today happily LMAOOO 🤣🤣🤣 i told my parents and my mom just texted “what’s next? that doesn’t matter. miracles happen” I appreciated that. I’ll be okay. I may not know anything. The one thing that does feel right is to keep believing. My dream life shouldn’t be abandoned. :)

hiii <3

the thing is you have way more answers than you think, but you allow the fear to cloud you. which is like, super normal. the ego is basically addicted to fear and worries, so its easy to continue to fall into that trap. meditation, breath work, just moments in silence are helpful for this where u can find that source of I AM (god/conciousness/pure peace) and youre more able to tap into the answers of your heart.

tbh i think our plans are never safe. our dream lives are always outside of the comfort zone. thats the point of life ! we're never gonna grow making the same choices, playing it safe. and we're here to realize our full potential, which is the dreams of our heart.

i loveeeeee what your mom texted you. it's a message for ALL of us honestly 🥹

its more exciting than anything bc this is truly your opportunity to move towards what you actually want, and stop trying to chase the life you think you should follow bc its what everyone else does. i get it, i'm in a similiar boat as you right now. so let this be the moment we both decide that from here, it's only following our hearts and not what seems safe. :) <3

[miikaji]

fun fact! 😌✨

my pfp is me from the loona concert last year! i was looking at my recent concert selfies and thought “damn... i do be looking cute sometimes” lol

^ LOONA + KCON 2K22 ^

i wanted to be as colorful as possible when i went to see them! this was actually my day 2 look (see day 1 below). currently, loona is honestly probs one of my ult girl groups of the 4th gen. idk how but i ended up falling in love with a LOT of their discography a little after their official debut. when i heard about their tour (and that chuu wasn’t going to be participating...) i KNEW i had to go. i didn’t want to chance not seeing my girls on their first, and possibly only, tour. i bought VIP and everything for BOTH nights i went....

^ Day 1!!! I’m actually pretty happy I took photos of the few freebies I got (because usually they get destroyed at some point in transit back home... which happened lol)

(backside)

(frontside)

ALSO!!! I met a Once before going to the venue and she gave me some freebies from when she went to Twice’s most recent concert. She only had a few but let me pick out a Momo, Jihyo and Chaeyoung pc 🥺💕

THEE ENTIRE DAY 2 LOOK!!! lol this was the only full lewk snap I got of it. YES, I did wear crocs. The crocs were on my feet when I went into the venue. I made a mistake wearing playform sneakers the day before and I learned the error of my ways. I was SOOOO much more comofrtable night 2 bc tbh I sweated a lot in line day 1 and didn’t have things to freshen up from what the sun had caused. Peep the bags of shit by my feet lol I was READY with extra deo, deo spray, body sprays, wipes, hydration items... ALLTHAT

You see that? That’s me in pure bliss. I was closer night 2 as well?? My feet were still hurting??? My body was in pain??? But Loona cured all that??

night two was the only night i had the photo, but i will literally never regret spending the money i did to have this experience... got to do hi-touch both nights! i didn’t intend on this post getting so long lol but since i’m remembering it all now i remember how lip went “your hair!” when she saw me lol. vivi and yves were like so enthusiastic too when it was my turn... it was so fast though, even though i did it 2 nights in a row, its still like a blur of how crazy pretty they are in person 😭 i thought that was gonna be the last and only time i’d see loona.... then kcon happened 👁👄👁 LOL!! Sadly, for a friend of mine, my homie who was at the con got sick with Covid and didn’t want to waste the night 2 concert ticket... SO SHE GIVES IT TO ME FOR FREE?????

^ my ass RUNNING to the floor bc WTF???

LIKE??????

^ me turning my lightstick green for NCT since I don’t own NCT merch

SPEAKING OF THAT LIGHTSTICK. I ALMOST FORGOT. Shoutout to that random attendee who just gave me batteries for my lightstick once I got to the floor? Kcon was literally at the end of the month (Loona’s concerts were on the 1st and 2nd of the month) so my batteries were def dead lol. BUT BLESS THEM!!! 😭 It was so fun. i screamed a lot.

(also also i can’t believe i was attendance for the iconic “RUN TO YEW” from stacy bskfjkfn)

^ MCR 2K22 ^

BRUH.

First off, this was my first trip to Vegas?? I might make a whole entire separate post for the Vegas pictures and tings (because I wanna document for myself). All I’ll say for this is even with my fro fro out and lazy make up, I still felt very cute seeing MCR for like the 10th time uwu

. . .

AND WITH A HIGH SCHOOL FRIEND WHO LITERALLY NEVER SEEN THEM BEFORE??? WHAT???

I MISSED YOU KURT AND I HOPE IT WAS A NIGHT TO REMEMBER SHFBNHKSDBNFSJKNF

^ MM@TA 2K23 ^

OKAY THERE’S SO MUCH I COULD SAY BUT LEMME JUST SAY THIS. I GOT TO SEE THEIR SOUND CHECK?? (See Below)

Literally life changing experience omg hsnfknsjf

Currently, Meet Me @ The Altar is like THEE band for me. Their music is so good?? I knew I HAD to see them!!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I’d write more but my brain is shutting down LOL!! I will say, I was kinda sad I couldn’t get my hair done before the show. Them braids was my b-day braids and the way my part looked like moses parted the seas once it was this concert date (mid March, bday was in Jan). So I included a pic below of this actual lewk in all its glory lol.

Bday was lit lol. Edith and I had a moment. I was UP front. TOUCHING the stage. She may or may not be my hair inspo lol

^ RICO NASTY 2K23 ^ THIS YEAR IS LITERALLY INSANE WITH THE CONCERT LINEUPS???

So lemme just say this... bc there was a lot going on for this hbfkdjs

FIRST OFF. PEEP THAT MY HAIR IS BLUE.

I had to get rid of the green and get my hair braided again. My mom mentions “oh hey children I’m getting this life changing award from my sorority and its SUPER IMPORTANT that you show up. this means SO MUCH TO ME.” so me being the OG i am i decided to get my hair done in the colors of her sorority (blue and white, I wanted to get silver but didn’t have enough for the other hair shfnksf). She goes “oh you don’t have to do the blue” and I’m just HUH???

COME TO FIND OUT.

SHE WASN’T GETTING NO AWARD.

MY DAD FINISHED SCHOOL AND HE WAS GRADUATING.

lol but it was cool i actually ended up liking the blue.

ANYWAY.

I was also very excited for this show BECAUSE of the fact that its been FOREVEEEEER since Rico went on her own solo tour!!!!!! Like I love you Rico but I can’t justify paying music festival money just to see YOU do a set for a set amount of time like no. I wanna spend hours with you. So much so... I went to TWO Rico Nasty shows 🧍🏾‍♀️

low quality pic of my messy make uwu

i WISH i was smart enough to check monster energy’s ig. this tour was sponsored by them and when i was in line, they were snapping pics of fans who would accept a free monster (i didn’t want to die so i said yes to the monster lol). rico’s folks also took pics but i have noooo idea where those are... my fit was so cute too 😭  even tho... i’m noticing i keep wearing that same damn pink crop cardigan 💀

^ rico’s reaction when we all started screaming every word to iphone 🥺💕

man.. i was out of BREATH this whole show the way I was jumping and yelling all the lyrics hsnbfksdjnf. my feet were fucking SCREAMING in pain. i felt so bad to the people who were trying to talk to me bc the way i was mentally checked out whenever there wasn’t music going hgbnksnjfd night 2 was WORSE for my feel and social battery but omfg i’d still do it all over again lol my crocs sadly could not save me either show

^ TWICE 2K23 ^

FIRST OFF.

THANK YOU TO MY FRIEND TRIN.

FOR LITERALLY BUYING ME A TICKET TO SEE TWICE THE DAY BEFORE THE SHOW???? 😭😭😭😭😭

My first time finally seeing Twice and you wanna know what I SEE the second I enter the venue?!??!?

HELLO???

LIKE?!?!?

THEY’RE INSANE FOR THIS

LOL

(also thank you for sticking with me if you got this far i by no means meant for this post to be so long hsfkjnf i wish i could have added this videos but i guess the gifs will do)

i didn’t document a lot of the freebies but i did get a LOT!! and the once i met at the loona concert was also here and gave me a LOT of pcs!! 😭💕 (ty kelsey ur like the sweetest hfbksdnf)

my view

the views of me

sadly no full fit pics but a lot of people complimented my outfit 🥺💕 next concert i’m hoping to attend is aespa bc they will be here in a few weeks and the nosebleed seats are like so cheap??? i’m going.

also

i’m seeing beyonce?? with my mom? on beyonce’s birthday for my mom’s birthday gift??? btw my hair is gonna be pink next so i can’t WAIT to see what i do for lewks for these shows uwu

[cherryblossombombs]

I like the whole lost diamond authority on SUtiktok. I can see it tbh.

My spin on it would've been that it was first white and black diamond before the other colors (It would be red, orange, yellow, green blue and purple; pink came after the non-yellow/blue diamonds were gone).

White diamond fixes imperfections, black destroyed imperfections. Before, gems who were corrupt or were creating a problem (where not even the diamond the gem was under, could control), would go to white first. Being shattered by black was the last viable option, if white felt like there was no point in fixing the problem. It used to be a co-control between white and black over homeworld, but black (who became more corrupt and powerful) believed that she had more authority and that white was too lenient with imperfect/errors in gems/colonies.

I can see that black diamond became even worst than how white was. Her corruption became so bad that the other diamonds began to find out ways to fix it. They tried to reason with her and tried to get her back to her old self. One day, they realized that black crossed the line, when she almost shattered one of the diamonds because black saw her as a threat to her ideal image. It soon led to a battle of black vs. the other diamonds. Unfortunately, only white, yellow and blue made it out unshattered. black as well as red, orange, green, and purple ended up getting shattered during the battle.

In order to prevent another problem like that again, white took total top authority. It was just blue, yellow and white for the next hundreds of years.

white saw that blue and yellow felt alone since the other previous 4 diamonds they were close to were gone, so white created a new diamond for them to take care of, pink.

[mostbeautifulloveinlife]

Hey there, it’s me again. I loved your take on this situation. Just like you, I’m also disappointed and sad because I was sure about Vmin bond. I always told myself that “there’s no way Tae never once liked Jimin”. But it turns out I was wrong. Tbh, I kind of believe they’re dating because the coincidences were becoming too many to ignore. The matching necklaces that they’ve been spotted wearing lately, taking pictures in the same places, wearing the same clothes that also appeared in their leaked photos. Although some pictures were fake, I believe some were not. In the photo of them at Jeju, Tae had a cut on his leg and he had the same cut in real life. Now, here’s my take on it he video that surfaced in Paris. Personally, the video didn’t make sense at all and here’s why. 1. The whole thing looked staged. From them just walking swinging their hands like kids didn’t look romantic at all. They didn’t act in love enough. 2. The moment where they approached the car, noticed how Tae quickly let go of her hand and entered car without even glancing back at her. You would think that since they’re so in love and didn’t care who saw them, they would hug each other or Tae would wait for his girl to head to her car first and then proceed to his. 3. I believe that was really Tae that signed autographs for the fans but did you notice something too, when a fan was filming Tae while singing the autograph, there was a hand that appeared to stop him from recording. I asked my self, if the managers didn’t want him to be filmed, then why allow them to film the couple (well one would argue that Taennie wanted to be filmed that’s why) but still, that didn’t make sense. I believe they might be dating, but the companies might have used it to their own advantage. I think the situation in Paris might be media play. This whole situation brought me to think about Vmin’s behavior lately. Jimin has been ignoring Tae and you could see that something is wrong between them. That’s why people’s have been claiming that Vmin are in their divorce error. I think this situation might have something to do with it.

Hello again annony 💜 you know I don't think everything Vmin gave us in terms of love behaviour was fake, all their sweet and loving interactions, all the things they have said, surely it was true from them both, jimin but especially Taehyung who is very honest with his own feelings. I still am stuck to that let's BTS episode and what was written on that letter which was blurred out. All the things Taehyung said and did supporting the LGBT community and his loving words to Jimin more than once. Okay many people I've talked to told me that soulmates can be platonic friends, well okay but that wasn't the case. Or I don't understand human behaviour at all and I'm stupid.

As for all the list you made I agree with every point, they don't seem like a real couple in love, they acted weird, I don't even know why people are not so sure of them being in love. I even read things like maybe Tae will propose before enlisting, they will go at Cannes as a couple blah blah and I wonder if this is the normal behaviour we must have and not as toxic as many shoppers who are boycotting Tae and leaving the fandom. It is imposing our own ideas of heterosexuality on them because we have proofs. Good for whoever thinks that.

Personally I've never believed about Vmin divorce era but it was weird indeed that they didn't have any kind of interactions for months, since the message Tae left just before Face was released, I have to admit that even though I was already very sad to watch it, I try to see if there was any kind of interactions between them in the video about Hobi enlisting just because I missed them together and in the end O think they spoke just few words before RM or Jin arrived I don't remember and that's all. I don't know tbh.

[thedomesticanthropologist]

This has been debunked as he explicitly states he was/is attracted to the PC "of course i am attracted to you, look at you, youre a vision!" and he states in a Spawn romance that he "wants it all, all life has to offer" and then propositions for sex with flirtation,

He's traumatized severely from being prostituted against his will, but as a person he experiences sexual attraction (based on in game dialogue) and therefore doesn't fall under Asexual spectrum, defined as someone who does not experience sexual attraction

He also specifically volunteers with the drow twins because he wants to explore his desires, and never states he has a bad time, but dissociates due to trauma triggers. He does want to pursue sex sometimes, and he experiences attraction - again, I'm not making any guesses or assumptions outside of what's presented in game.

I happen to be an SA survivor who has a similar issue where I feel attraction but actually *having* sex isn't always enjoyable and I don't always want to be touched, so that's my perspective I come at this with

However I fully think people should be able to create and enjoy ace astarion headcanons if they so choose, it's just important to note that it's not highly supported by in game canon.

It has been highly discussed as well so you can find a lot of this topic on larian forums and reddit just by googling "astarion not good ace rep" cause he isn't. He wants a break from sex in Act 2, as he's gone 200 years without a break and then less than a month later he propositions you cause he wants to try already

Halsin also comments that he's amazed that Astarion is able to overcome so much sexual trauma and be willing/wanting to explore his sexual freedoms so soon when many victims never recover from trauma or want to try again and Astarion is pleased (you can find these dialogues from dev files as they may still be glistched in game with most ambient romance)

This little dialogue shows that he most likely would be just fine not having sex for a long time, and being happy to not have sex, but that does not mean he doesn't experience attraction/desire sex depending on who he's with. He does explicitly state he wants a physical relationship with the PC in the Spawn route via the graveyard scene and in his act 2 confession where he says he wanted it very much but couldn't separate himself from the shame/disgust that became inherent to sex due to being trafficked for 200 years

Great Ace rep would be a character that does not want sex because they don't experience sexual attraction, or as you say, only use it as a tool. Astarion is, in my opinion, severely traumatized sexually but wants to regain his control and freedom over his own body and desires. This takes time, but isn't great ace rep. I'd LOVE to see an ace companion,

Tbh Wyll had a lot more Ace friendly interactions than astarion imho but I believe he's more likely Demi as he wants an established relationship prior to intimacy.

Anyways! Enjoy ace headcanons and be free! This isn't to negate anyone's fan preferences just to note how the game was designed and the details within it regarding Astarions trauma from my research, in game experience, and reading through the discussions online as the topic has been covered fairly thoroughly.

What I wanted to make note of is astarion may actually desire a "break" despite experiencing sexual attraction, and if he does he's immortal. Maybe he wants to take 200 years of celibacy, maybe he wants to explore intimacy in other ways at some point, etc. Totally!

Sadly it doesn't create good asexual representation, as he does experience *sexual attraction* regardless of if he needs or wants time off, from how I saw it. Feel free to correct me if I've made errors within my analysis

"And I want to wake up beside a handsome virgin every morning but life doesn't give us what we want"

**post edited for correct quote

I keep rotating this Astarion line in my head because it can go two ways and bc of his storyline I think it's actually quite cleverly written. It may just be a funny throwaway comment but let's look into it anyway

Taking the comment at face value, the listener implies that he wants to deflower a new virgin every day and he's being hedonistic and loving the debauchery

But he says "wake up next to" not "go to sleep with/bed" which made me pause for a sec because it leaves it open to the interpretation that he wants to wake up next to the same handsome virgin every day and not deflower them.

He kinda said a thing that initially sounded like a sex thing but was actually kinda him saying

"Yeah and I wanna wake up next to a beautiful partner I didn't/dont have to have sex with"

So that's a thing

[jungwnies]

idk if you've seen those tiktoks with couples where the dudes s/o will go on their knees in front of them to make it seem like they're about to give head but they just end up "grabbing something" but i'd love to see something like that tbh with TXT

SHAWHFV THE WAY I SQUEALED & LITERALLY JUMPED OUT OF MY CHAIR WHEN I SAW THIS REQUEST,,, YALL ARE NOT READY I AM ABOUT TO POP OFF WITH THIS FR! :')

TIKTOK TREND W/ TXT

summary: making them think they're about to receive head, but you're actually just grabbing something from the floor >:) - you can find the tiktok here -

contains: suggestive content, this is NOT a smut, just VERY suggestive. warning: may contain spelling errors, sorry LOL a/n: hi ily all <3 *starts under the cut*

─  ੈ❀˳ choi yeonjun

you'd see the tiktok casually whilst scrolling on your fyp, and the first think you think is, i'm gonna do this to yeonjun.

you walk out of the bedroom and see yeonjun sitting on the couch watching tv comfortably

you look at your wrist to make sure you had a hair tie slipped around before walking out the room fully

with caution you set up your phone to record, you give a thumbs up to the camera before letting out your last laughs

yeonjun still completely blindsided to what's about to happen to him

you make your way over to couch, yeonjun puts his arms out waiting for a hug

poor baby didn't get one because you were too focused on the prank you were about to pull :'(

luckily, yeonjun was man spreading so you go in-between his legs

he was expecting you to just plop down into his lap but is taken aback when you start to get on your knees looking down while also tying your hair at the same time

"oh, so this what we're doing." yeonjun definitely says to you with a smug look on his face ready to receive the head of his life

you hold in your laughter with intent to keep a straight face, you bend down and try to grab something random under the couch

yeonjun leans back, head up, he was already wearing gray sweats so he knew you wouldn't have trouble taking them off if you needed to

ew, an old candy wrapper, you stick your hand a little deeper into the couch quickly and grab something else

so this is where the tv remote went you thought to yourself beginning to pull yourself up

you get back up and hold the candy wrapper in his face, "i forgot to throw this out."

you stand up and walk away to the near by trash can

leaving yeonjun with a boner and pouty because he thought he was about to get sucked off, rip.

you hear footsteps trail behind you and you turn around to see a slightly agitated yeonjun who still had a pout on his face

his aura and energy definitely screamed, "i'm about to fuck the shit out of you right now."

his arms snake around your waist and he turns you to face him "you think that's funny, huh."

you bust out laughing and he removes himself off your waist and crosses his arms confused

"it's a prank baby, for tiktok."

yeonjun sighs, boner gone, "where's the camera."

you point to the camera hiding behind the small plant that was placed on the skinny table along the wall.

you walk over to your phone to end the recording and place it down

"edit the last part out, i was about to fuck you right here."

you turn around and face yeonjun,

lord he is one fine specimen of man

"then do it."

best believe, he did.

─  ੈ❀˳ choi soobin

the tiktok randomly appears on your fyp, and soobin was home all day since he didn’t have schedules so you decided it would be funny to prank him

soobin usually isn’t the type of guy to ask, “can u give me head,”

so you had no idea how he would react you to pretending to get ready to suck him dry

you take your hair out of the bun you had it in originally and loop the hair tie around your wrist

you set your phone up from afar against a vase and make sure it’s hidden

you wave at the camera and finally make your way towards your sweet boyfriend :’)

you look around and see the remote placed on the floor by soobin, perfect.

soobin sees you walking towards him, “hi baby.” 

you plop down next to him and lean against him 

his arm wraps around your shoulders as your seated against him and in about 2 minutes you make your move 

you give him a sweet little peck on the lips and make your way down into his crotch area

he doesn’t think anything of it at first until you pushes his legs apart by accident as you reached down

soobin’s eyes widen and a bright pink flushes his face

“y/n, what are you doing.” 

you look up at him and begin to tie your hair

“baby, baby stop, what are you doing,” soobin says panics stopping you by putting his hands on your shoulders

you grab the remote from the floor and show it to him, 

“i wanted to change the channel but you put the remote on the floor, what did you think i was gonna do?"

soobin lets out a long sigh of relief, his cheeks now bright red embarrassed that he thought you were gonna give him head

“you know,,, i thought,,,” he facepalms himself and lets out another sigh, with a noticeable hint of embarrassment from his tone.

you try to contain your laughter but you couldn’t keep it in and laugh, 

“i know, i’m sorry it was because is saw this tiktok of a girl doing it to her boyfriend.” 

you grab your phone from it's hidden position and walk over to soobin sitting in the spot you were originally in

"let's watch."

his arm once again goes around you and he looks at your phone, his head leaning against your shoulder :')

you click the play button, and the room is shortly filled with laughter.

"i was so embarrassed, i wasn't expecting that." soobin says while laughing

you place a kiss on his lips, "maybe you should expect it." ;)

soobin blushes again, "you drive me nuts"

"and vice versa" you reply placing another kiss on his lips

this time, soobin deepens the kiss and his arm starts to lower down to your waist

"you know i love you, right?" soobin says while your lips are still slighting touching each other.

"oh i know bin, i know." you tell him going back in for another kiss.

─  ੈ❀˳ choi beomgyu

beomgyu was sitting on the couch alone watching tv, and he looked like he was about to pass out

today was one of the only days he's off, so you wanted to leave him alone

until you came across a tiktok

you watched the tiktok and decided you wanted to pull this prank on beomgyu

you thought it would be funny to do it because it's not something he'd expect

you don't usually give him head out of no where and it's usually something that just happens during seggsy time

you walk to the kitchen just as you would any normal day and pretend to be looking in the cabinets

you're actually just trying to get a good camera view

after setting up your camera you press the red button in the middle and grab a random item from the pantry and walk over to gyu

"hi baby, how are you?" you ask sitting besides him leaning into him

gyu looks at you and plants a sweet kiss on your lips :')

"i'm okay, just bored."

you knew him saying that was basically a sign to conduct your plan

you get on the floor and gyu looks at you with widened eyes

"y/n, what're you doing???" he sounds panicked

you get in-between his legs and lean down tying your hair up at the same time

gyu gets a little more panicked but starts laughing at the same time, "y/n this isn't something you usually do, get up."

you reach for the remote on the floor and look up at him, "i was just trying to get the remote, your foot pushed it under the couch." you wave the remote at him and sit back down besides him

gyu has a light pink blush on his face and he looks at you, "did you have to go in-between my legs though, love?"

you laugh, "it was for a tiktok, but i see me getting on my knees caused a little damage,,,"

gyu and you both look down and you laugh as he hurries to grab the throw pillow besides him to cover his bulge

"i didn't know you could get bricked up that fast baby." you tell him leaving a kiss on his forehead standing up to grab your phone

when you grab your phone you notice it was laying flat down on the counter, and your jaw drops

"the camera didn't even film anything because it fell over," you tell gyu and he starts laughing

literally hysterical

"that's what you get" he tells you while trying to catch his breath because of the laughter

you walk over to him and you watch the video together, the camera fell down 30 seconds in

gyu and you are now both laughing, "ow, ow, my stomach."

still laughing but now holding your stomach

"i love you, but that's hilarious" gyu says still dying from laughter since you basically caught nothing but the audio and the cabinet above your recording phone on camera :')

─  ੈ❀˳ kang taehyun

taehyun was eating cup ramyeon in the kitchen while you sat down on the couch watching tiktok's on your phone

you came across the tiktok and you decided it would be funny to do on taehyun

he doesn't usually go on tiktok as much as you unless hes making a tiktok for MOA

but he doesn't scroll and watch them because they're not too fun for him

you see your boyfriend stand up from his seat in the kitchen and begin to wash his dishes meaning he might come over to you

perfect, you thought to yourself

"tyun baby can you come over here when you're done"

you set your phone besides you on the coffee table making sure it was filming properly

he walks over and sits next to you, he gives you a smile and squeezes your hand before turning on the tv and putting the remote on the ground besides his foot

after a few passing minutes of playful banter and short conversations you get on the ground

taehyun looks down thinking nothing of it until you CRAWL INBETWEEN HIS LEGS

taehyun snickers and laughs at you, "y/n what're you doing?"

you contain your laughter and sit on your knees tying your hair and look up at him

you grab the remote and stand up "i just needed the remote."

you tell him while sitting back down

"i saw your phone recording when i walked over here." tyun laughs reaching over you to grab your phone.

he clicks the button to end the recording and looks at you now slightly pouting,

"no fun tyun," you sigh and roll your eyes jokingly

taehyun looks at you now with a smirk plastered on his face before pinning you down on the couch,

"is there something you really want angel?" taehyun asks causing your blood to rush to your cheeks

tyun looks satisfied with teasing you, he plants a kiss on your lips, "better try next time"

you roll your eyes jokingly before pulling his collar and planting another kiss on his lips, "i love you but you're so annoying."

"i love you more."

lord knows he would've gone down on you right then and there, but he just wanted to mess with you :')

─  ੈ❀˳ huening kai

you would be watching tiktok's in across the room while hyuka was sitting on the couch playing games

you came across the tiktok and didn't really think much of it and kept scrolling, until you decided you wanted some attention

since your boyfriend had been on the since 12pm and it's now 4pm

"don't you ever get sick of playing that game baby?"

hyuka shakes his head and keeps his gaze attentive to the game he was playing on the tv

you roll your eyes and set up your camera knowing hyuka wouldn't notice and walk over to the empty spot besides him on the couch

you lean your head against his shoulder and he places a quick peck on your forehead while keeping his eyes on the screen

"i'm almost done with this level and then i'll do whatever you want to do, okay?

you give him a, "mhm"

a few seconds later he throws his hands up with a COMPLETED sign on the tv, "finally"

this was your chance to do your little prank you had planned

and hyuka was about to wrap his arms around you and smother you with hugs and kisses :')

you go down onto the ground on your knees in front of him >:( give the poor baby his cuddles first!!!

a blush becomes apparent on his cheeks as you tied your hair

you place one of your hands onto his knee while bending down to grab the remote

hyuka sat there in shock wondering, what the hell is about to happen

you get back up and straighten your back and put the remote besides him, "let's watch something?"

hyuka looks at you, "y/n what was that?"

you look him confused, "what do you mean?"

hyuka has a slight pout, and then shakes his head, "never mind"

he turns on netflix and you begin to bust out laughing

"it was for a tiktok, look"

you grab your phone and show him the tiktok

hyuka laughs, "i thought you were about to go down on me, i was a little shocked"

you get on his lap, "well what if i do go down on you, and you have netflix in the background too?" you laugh and place a kiss on his lips

hyukahs hands go onto your waist and he deepens the kiss,

"we can do that too"

he threw u down onto the couch, and well, that's a story for another time.

thank you guys for reading, i had a lot of fun writing this one! © 2022 junthusiast request are open

[theveryworstthing]

So over on patreon Trevor asked for my take on the Addams Family and I grew up LOVING the Addams family movies so here we are. Instead of doing a straight up style interpretation, I decided to do a full on design challenge, using the characters as bases to make a black southern gothic Addams au. I actually drew the kids first, using the character bases of Wednesday and Pugsley to create some delightful kiddos I'm calling Sunday and Blanche. I of course then redesigned Gomez and Morticia into Carlisle and Mortesha.

The Addams have a very specific high aristocratic goth aesthetic (they've got a butler and nobody really works among other things) so in this re-imagining I wanted to go with vibes that run a little more middle class/upper middle class.  I thought it would be interesting to think about what would be considered weird and off-putting in an entirely different culture, and how being a big ol' goth is way less controversial than it used to be.

I tried to keep this short (HAHAHAHAHAHA) so I didn't spin off into an essay about villain coded families, black people in the horror genre, and normalcy as it pertains to social survival, but just...bits of that are in these designs and lore. Keep that in mind.

Also I made the kids twins because they've flip flopped in age so much in different media and also twins run in my family (i'm the daughter of one). And let's face it, I'm pulling a lot of their southern gothic traits from living as a southern goth so *shrug*.

10 thousand pounds of lore incoming loooooooooool.

The Parents

From the moment he saw her he knew that there was a 50/50 chance of him either never making it out of that swamp alive or marrying the figure that was creeping out from under the distant willow tree in a black cocktail dress. The third time she found him trussed up in one of her traps, he complimented her rope work and asked if she'd like to go out sometime after his head wound stopped bleeding.

Or while it was still bleeding.

If she was into that.

Some kids and a mysteriously burnt down Piggly Wiggly later, their love is still as strong and inescapable as a bear trap in a sink hole.

Carlisle Guillermo (now Addams through marriage but I wanted to give him two first names for a name since Gomez has two last names) makes a vaguely described living practicing ‘law’ around town. A loophole king, people come to him from miles around with contracts signed in blood, fights over chunks of hair buried in their rivals’ yard, dehydrated primate hands, memories that seemed like dreams until the evidence of their happenings became too real, and other regular Legal Items asking for counsel which he is all too happy to give. For a price. Sometimes that price is a homemade pie and sometimes it’s a million dollars, depends on who you are. Whatever you’re asked to pay it’s worth that price, and if you try to scam him out of work or he just plain doesn’t like you? Well. He knows how to twist a contract better than anything at the crossroads.

And he always gets his due.

He doesn’t just serve the local (living)humans though, there are many things that need proper legal representation in this day and age. You wouldn’t believe how many city councils try to build on sacred burial grounds even after he lets them know that his ghostly clients are totally gonna haunt the FUCK out of the ensuing shitty condos and curse their families for all eternity. At least 50% of his energy goes towards dealing with real estate bullshit.

Carl is an excitable and good natured(?) man who loves his family, cigars, dancing, and his many knife-based hobbies. People find him very charming once they get past the feeling that they’re talking to a sultry gator badly disguising itself as a human. I didn’t put a ton of deep thought into designing him, mostly I wanted to make a middle aged dude who looked like he would have been voted ‘most likely to smooch the literal devil’ in high school. Tbh he probably has, but no demonic ex’s can compare to his lovely wife~

Mortesha Addams(her name was already perfect so I just tweaked it)is a woman of many talents. A self proclaimed homemaker, she prides herself on a greenhouse full of Concerning Foliage, a beautiful wasp apiary, and a coop full of what are probably chickens that she keeps for what are probably eggs. She’s also an avid creator of the outsider art that can be seen around the estate. She has taken on the family business of selling her homemade goods in a little stall by the road just outside the swamp with her mom, and makes pretty good money doing so. A surprising amount of poison gets bought in quaint southern towns.

Speaking of poison, people who come out to the edge of the swamp to buy it are usually carrying a lot of secrets around, and Mortesha knows most of them. It’s not like she pries the truth out of people, it just so happens that many nervous hellos eventually turn into the tragic backstory power hour if she’s alone with a client for long enough. She supposes that’s just how people are. Despite the fact that the Addams are very active in the community (whether the community likes it or not) she especially, as a direct descendant of the first Addams matriarch, is seen as…Well not an outsider because the community feels A Certain Way about outsiders and despite it all the Addams are their people, but maybe something like an exception. They feel like whatever weirdness they’re hiding can’t be weirder than any given Addams, so they get a little loose with their words.

This is amusing to her, since Addams’ don’t naturally keep the kind dramatic secrets that their surface level prim and proper neighbors do. It’s much more fun to openly talk about those things.

Do they have a sadly decrepit yet terrifying grandma up in the attic? Yeah, like three. They got a tv, all the creepy porcelain dolls they could want, and they’re close to family. Where do you keep your gram-grams?

Any bodies buried on the property? Yeah some, but most are thrown to the gators.

Any creeping through the balmy summer night with ill intentions? Yeah dude, everyone loves a nice family stroll.

What about dangerous forbidden love? If an adult Addams isn’t incorporeal then they’re either queer or in a torrid romance with some person/thing mysteriously drawn to that awful swamp. Sometimes both at the same time. Most times actually.

Mortesha would know.

The current head of the Addams family is just as outgoing as her husband but a lot quieter and harder to read. She never really seems to get mad about much and always has a genteel smile for everyone whether they deserve it or not. A seven foot tall human shaped “Oh, bless your heart”. A perfectly composed Lady even when she’s, oh I dunno, burning down a Piggly Wiggly. You know. A regular southern mom. Chat her up at the hair salon for 50% off a jar of wasp honey with your next purchase of a mysterious but foreboding packet of herbs.

Designing her was pretty easy because I just drew a lankier Grace Jones and called it a day. I had some problems with her outfit simply because if we were going HARD southern gothic then she’d probably be wearing a white/cream dress with a fuller skirt but I thought keeping the silhouette and the black was more important. She’s supposed to be an anti southern gothic southern gothic character anyway. A woman who looks like she has a million secrets who is actually the most open person you could meet. For better or worse. The red hair came from a coloring error that I really ended up liking (my mom had red hair her whole childhood that only darkened up in high school so I can buy that an Addams can be naturally fire engine red) and the veil was to get more of that classic Morticia silhouette in there.

The Children

Sunday and Blanche are the twin children of Carlisle and Mortesha Addams. Some say the Addams clan got their cursed homestead when a wealthy local businessman made a deal with the devil and lost, leaving his grand mansion to his least favorite maid and cutting his losses once he realized that the swamp would do everything it could to drag the house into the water and take what was owed with its horrible curse. Others say that the family has just always squatted there and no one really cares because man, fuck that particular swamp. Have you been in there? Absolute horror show.

Anyway.

Blanche is the more outgoing sibling and quite the engineer/mad scientist in the making. He started going grey at 2 weeks old but considering he was also rocking some extra fingers, toes, and a tiny tail (he takes after his dad), his parents just put it on the 'not life threatening' pile and decided not to worry about it. He's the kind of smart that teachers find utterly infuriating, less a dog eagerly learning and obeying commands and more a hyena who keeps teaching itself how to pick locks. He has a few friends in his school's robotics club (which they honestly allowed him to make so the school could contain his... creations) but mostly hangs out with his sister exploring the swamp. They find all sorts of neat things in there! wedding rings, suspiciously lumpy garbage bags, cloaked cultists who can't read private property signs, it's an adventure every day!

Blanche is all about experimentation with his creations, his look, and his tether to this mortal coil. Is lipstick a cool thing to try? Let's find out. Can he get out of a strait jacket fast enough after being pushed into the depths of the swamp by his sister? let's find out. He's not dead yet and confused local doctors can attest to the fact that he's rarely attained more than a bad bruise so he's pretty set on continuing to kiss rattlesnakes on their cute little heads and have his sister practice her knife throwing at him until that fact changes.

Blanche is very much a country goth. Cowboy boots (customized by his mom), knife, and lighter are daily accessories. He likes to wear the crusty swamp jewelry they find (the rust adds a splash of color!) and despite appearances he does try to keep himself neat. He's just got  natural Grunge Colors and a tendency to wear clothes he likes until they fall apart. Pugsley always seemed the most modernly styled to me (which might just be because little boys clothes have been the same for a long time) so I wanted Blanche to be the most purposely fashionable Addams. Everyone else is goth by nature, but he's the only one truly familiar with goth as an alternative fashion.

I got really into designing Blanche because honestly, I find Pugsley to be the most boring member of the family. And he was hard to design! I had to mess with his vibe a lot to get him looking how I wanted. I know he's supposed to evoke an " 'evil' little boy next door who's parents never reign him in", but that's just goth Dennis The Menace.  I's 2020. We can at least go queer goth Calvin.

Sunday was much easier to design. Wednesday was my favorite as a child (of course) and I really wanted to keep the spirit of her look while adding things like billowy sleeves (it gets HOT down here), big poofy twists instead of braids, and a nice tie. She's a professional after all, been running the local pet cemetery since she was 6 and the previous groundskeeper met with an unfortunate accident after telling her that tarantulas don't have souls. Her specialty is creating beautiful naturalistic animal funerals similar to those that Maquenda (https://linktr.ee/artofmaquenda) makes, and she takes pride in creating miniature dioramas of her subjects after each burial which she uses as a kind of 3D catalog for future clients.

She really wants to try out her skills on humans one day. Well. Publicly try out her skills. Lotta random bodies float into the swamp. None of them have turned down her requests for diorama models so far. Most seem downright flattered. Plus, she usually figures out which graveyard/crime scene they floated over from and gets her parents to give them a lift back. She'll even help enact terrifying revenge from beyond the grave on whoever put them there if she's not, y'know, busy.

Besides arts, crafts, and pet based funerary arrangements, Sunday is an avid lover of archery (any ranged weapon really), books where little fantasy adventure animals die dramatic deaths, and history. She is That Kid who eagerly raises her hand when asked who Christopher Columbus was and ends up being sent out of class after 15 minutes for making 'a scene'. Her favorite party trick is just picking an item in the room and talking about how it relates to either some obscure historical figure with a buck wild life or a horrible disaster. At least one charity pancake breakfast ended with children in tears after her vivid description of the Great Molasses Flood of 1919.

Social-wise, while Wednesday is the girl that people ask to smile because they think she'd, "look so pretty", Sunday is rarely asked anything at all. People just kind of assume from her quiet nature (in between horrible history facts) that she's angry all the time and that she hates everyone. This is untrue. She hates some people but she's ambivalent to most everyone else and even downright friendly if you bother to talk to her like a person instead of a terrifying cryptid. Like, she IS a terrifying cryptid but she's also a little girl.  

That’s about it for now. One day I might do the other family members but for now I’m happy with the four I’ve redesigned. Making an au! Lurch in a family that doesn’t do butlers could be interesting. Over on patreon I put forth that he could just be Motesha’s mute little brother (similar bone structure) but Amy Crook had the nice idea of quote: “ a mysterious "cousin" that "helps around the house" whose origins are both long in the past and faintly unsettling. He's good for lifting heavy things, like that tank of propane you're about to throw into the burning Piggly Wiggly... “ which i now consider canon. Who's kid is he? How old is he? Not important. Anyone willing to commit arson with you is family.

Annnnyway.  This challenge was a lot of fun! I love indulging in AU’s.

[floatingpetals]

Call of the Mountain || Ch. 11

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes (Werewolf AU!)

Warnings: language, maybe a tiny bit of angst if you squint. like really squint, danger prone reader tbh

Word Count: 2600+

Summary:  (Werewolf-AU!Stucky x f!reader) Life had begun to overwhelm her. Work was insane and her life was a mess. There was a tug in her soul that called her to take this trip, deep into the forest away, where there was the peace and stillness of nature. She didn’t know why, but she knew she needed to listen. It was meant to be a relaxing trip, but one misstep on some moss sent her tumbling into the rapids of the flooded river. She thought she was gone and the earth decided it was time to reclaim her. She didn’t expect was to be pulled from the river nor the creature that saved her. Her entire world is turned upside down and all it took was an accidental step to the left. (18+ Only Story)

A/N: Oh helloooo. Yeah, I totally had this done a month ago but completely forgot to post this lol. I did tweak it a bit cause I wanted to add a little more razzle dazzle to it. I also didn’t edit it too much so there will be errors. I hope you all enjoy!! Also uhh, things are finally gonna pick up a little bit in the story. Not speed round obv, if you’ve read any of my my other stories you’ll know I’m big on slow burns, but things will FINALLY start to happen. Please reblog and let me know what you think!!! Enjoyyy!!!!

Also don’t forget this is a 18+ only story cause it will get spicy later on.

Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 *Coming Soon* | Series Masterlist

Y/N wasn’t stupid; at least she believed she wasn’t. Maybe oblivious and a bit naïve at times, but not stupid. She caught the looks Bucky and Steve shared, noticed the pity and remorseful looks the cluster of people surrounding the table gave her. She could practically feel the friction in the room and the malice that wafted from the table of her damaged possessions. 

No one needed to say a word, she knew this was a purposeful attack and meant something to these people other than just someone ripping her stuff to shreds. Not to mention, there was something else at play here. Most likely had to do with the strange way people were acting, and the bizarre pillar that she could still see pulsing outside the windows. She did not have the slightest clue what, but she damn sure knew there was a secret going around she wasn’t privy to.

Coupled with her nerves, this attack only added to her anxiety. She felt sick to her stomach. Her insides churned and the back of her mouth started to get that uncomfortable tingle that signaled if she didn’t find a toilet or trashcan or something, things would get messy. Danger prone she might be, but Y/N was not about to add ‘stress vomiter’ to the list of things these people saw her as. She stumbled back from the table, hands trembling at her side.

“Y/N?” Natasha asked, startled at her abrupt movement.

Y/N gulped in air and glanced around. All the new faces, unfamiliar and possibly threatening, stared back. She didn’t know these people and didn’t trust them further than she could throw them. The simple notion that she couldn’t lean on anyone here, not even Bucky or Natasha, sent her into a tailspin. 

Mumbling an apology, Y/N rushed out of the living room and out the way she came in. Bucky made a move to follow, jolting forward in shock, but Natasha stopped him short with a hand on his bicep.

“Give her a moment. This is a lot for her to process right now.” Natasha soothed. “We need to discuss the other things we found without her in the room anyway. There’s also the twins we haven’t heard from yet.”

His wolf whined internally, torn. They wanted to go after his mate, but also knew that he needed to protect his pack from this danger. She wasn’t visible, but Bucky could still scent the bitter salt in the air. Y/N wasn’t far. Setting his jaw, Bucky shot one last glance over his shoulder to the back door and turned to the rest of the pack. Nat was right, even if he hated admitting it.

Oblivious to the tension going through the pack, Y/N staggered down the back steps, her knees giving out from under her. She collapsed to the grass with a gasp for air, her chest heaving and tears beginning to pour down her face.

What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck?! Y/N thought, petrified. Her chest tightened to the point she could hardly breathe, I just had to go on a break, I just had to push my luck! First I fall in the river, then I find myself stuck with a reclusive potential cult in the middle of the woods, and now this?!

Rocking back onto her heels, Y/N wrapped her arms around herself and started to sob. The motion jostled her wrist, her stomach lurching at the pain. It drove home the reality of her predicament and that this wasn’t one big nightmare. She gritted her teeth and sobbed harder.

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!! She berated herself, wishing she were still at home, safe. Any place would be better than here, where no one gave her a straight answer and she at least felt some semblance of control. She couldn’t even call her mom to let her know she was alive or even to just hear her voice. Never in her life has she felt this hopeless, this lost.

Curling in tighter to herself, Y/N sobbed out all the bottled emotions she’s kept the past two days, completely uncaring that she might be found with red, puffy eyes, and a runny nose. Sobs racked through her body, her cries drowning out the world around her. To hell with what they think of her, they already thought she was an idiot. Might as well run with it.

Leaves shook in the trees, trembling at the emotional sobs that reverberated through the forest. The bird heard her anguish, echoing back their own sad song. Pain needed to come, it was a necessary step towards bliss, nevertheless, it didn’t mean fate enjoyed the sorrow that struck. In response, a hum blindly sought to comfort and still the sadness with tender wisps reaching through the winds. Perhaps it could help if only the intentions could be felt.

Standing tall and vigil, the pillar drew in the sorrow that was tangent in the air, holding it close to the heart that lay at the center where the power grew and grew until it began to press against containment. Exploding from the pressure, shockwaves rolled over the land, causing the birds to calm and animals to lift their heads in the direction. With a guiding hand, it reached for the person the earth sought to comfort. In its search, it found others that needed its guidance as well.

Y/N gasped, the sudden affection draped around her, the foreign caress stilling her cries. Slowly, she raised her head, her eyes wide. Rolling waves of blue skimmed the top of the ground, stretching further than it originally had. She stared for a few moments before she realized the rolling was similar to a beat heart. Standing on shaky legs, Y/N turned towards the strange lights pivotal point.

Whatever it was seemed to realize her curiosity, beckoning her towards the front of the cabin. Shooting one final look towards the backdoor, Y/N made her way to the front. Her eye’s landed on the totem, the intricate designs carved deep into the wood were glowing brightly and pulsing with each wave of light. Y/N stilled in front of it, her head tipped back to stare in wonder and awe.

The pillar had a calm aura void of anything malicious, a phrase she never thought she’d say in her life about an inanimate object. It almost felt pleading in its fast pulses that continuously rolled throughout the clearing. A sense of desperation grew the longer she remained stagnant, begging her to reach forward and place a hand on the cool wood.

Y/N closed her eyes, counted to three, and let out a heavy breath. She just couldn’t have a normal vacation out, could she?

Listening to the strange call, she lifted her hand, fingers trembling as she reached to touch the cool wood. The pads of her fingers brushed against the wood, forming a connection between her, the pillar, and the earth beneath her. There was a pull drawing the power inwards to the pillar and once her hand fully pressed against it, the band snapped.

It latched on to the link, forcing all the contained power through her fingertips in one fierce push. Y/N let out a strangled cry, her breath caught in her throat. Her head flew back at the rush of strange sensations flowing up her arm and into her chest, eyes wide and blankly staring at the cloud floating above. She could hear whispers of a song she couldn’t understand echo in her ears, curling behind her ear, down her neck, arms, and towards her lower back. It felt like vines creeping along her body and taking root inside her.

There was a sting that followed, starting at the base of her spine that crept back up along the invisible curves and patterns traced up her back, to her neck, down her arms, and up towards her ears. It bit down her cheekbones and inched towards her eyes.

Y/N had a distant thought to panic at the pain and strange feeling of another whispering inside her mind. A final and stronger pinch, directly below her eyes shot that thought straight from her mind as her eyes seemed to fade to black. 

It was only a split second, not enough for her to be terrified or even wrap her mind around what was happening when her vision seemed to lurch forward to the right in a blinding flash. Lights and sounds rushed past her eyes, shades of green, white, and shapes blurring as she seemingly raced through the forest towards something. What, she hadn’t the faintest clue, just that she was an unwilling passenger on this ride.

The feeling was the strangest thing she couldn’t describe. She could still feel her body rooted in the spot, her hand still resting against the pillar. But her eyes, seemingly separated from her body and took her to a place she had never seen before, deep in the forest miles away. Her ears seemed to follow, the rush of the wind deafening. Then, both went silent and still

Y/N looked around, a faint glow of a white vignette around the outer edges of her vision. Wherever this was, was in a small clearing against a rock wall. There was a cave directly to her right, too dark for her to see in from this far away. She could hear the trees sway around her, along with the soft sounds of the birds and animals flitting about. Nothing felt a miss. Hesitantly, Y/N took a step towards the cave, a gentle tug leading her towards the entrance. Her feet made no noise against the ground, nothing to alert anything around she was there.

As she neared the entrance of the cave, the scent of copper hit her nose. Her breath caught in her throat, and she took another step forward, this time with more purpose. The cave wasn’t nearly as deep as it appeared, dropping down to a small hollowed-out room that was only a few feet deep and tall enough for her to stand in.

Y/N squinted down into the darkness, searching for the source of the smell. She nearly flew out of her skin- well perhaps back into her skin- when the shadows moved. The shadow whimpered and whined low. Careful not to startle the animal, Y/N lowered herself to get a better look.

Curled in the furthest part of the cave were not one, but two wolves, tucked tightly against each other. With the little light that peaked through the cave, Y/N could see the blood soaking both. Whether it was only one that was injured or both, the amount of blood that shined on the floor and the two was alarming. One lifted its head as if it could sense Y/N approach, its movement sluggish. It locked eyes with Y/N and she felt her breath catch in her throat at the pair of eyes that held her gaze.

They were startlingly human, cloudy from the pain, but no less intelligent. The wolf’s eyes widen at Y/N's cautious approach, disbelieving that it was seeing what was in front of it. Slowly, Y/N reached a hand towards the wolf, ignoring the sight of her translucent glowing hand, and brushed her fingers along the wolf’s muzzle. It was like a live wire exploded under her touch. The pained whimpers translated to words she knew.

“Please, please don’t let this be it. I can’t be dying. We can’t die! Please, let help come! Bucky, Steve-!”

Over top the face of the wolf, a faint image of a woman with bright green eyes appeared, tears streaming down her face and blood smeared over her cheeks stared back, her mouth moving with the pleas.

Startled, Y/N wrenched her hand back, confused more than ever. A sharp tug around her waist pulled her backward. The wolf let out a startled yip, watching in a mix of fear and awe as Y/N was wrenched backward, flying through the walls of the cave and forest back towards her body. It was only a few seconds later she slammed back into her body, every sensation overwhelming as they returned to her. She gasped painfully while her lungs drug air back into them, her chest tight and her fingers clawed at the band around her stomach.

“Hey, hey! It’s okay! It’s okay! You’re alright, Y/N.” Deep baritone cut through the panic and soothed her hysteria. It took her a moment to recognize the voice and smells of the man that held her tight. Bucky shushed her softly into her ear. “You’re alright.”

Y/N opened her eyes, the light blinding her temporarily. While she blinked rapidly, she felt Bucky rub his thumb along her cheek, tracing something against her skin. Body trembling, Y/N’s vision returned, Bucky blurred shaped sharping into focus.

He was kneeling in front of her, hunched over and holding her against his chest. He loosened his grip just enough to let her sit back once he was certain she would remain sitting upright. He cupped her cheek and stared at her intently.

“What happened?” he asked carefully.

Gasping with wide eyes, Y/N lurched forward to grip his shirt. She might not understand what exactly happened, but she had a feeling it was just as real as everything that had happened so far.

“They’re hurt! They need help!”

“What?” Natasha asked, rushing forward out of her peripherals. She kneeled beside Bucky, her face serious. “Who?”

“I- I don’t know.” Y/N shook her head. “There’s two of them, both covered in blood. There was a cave-I don’t think-No one of them doesn’t have much time left! Oh god!”

“Y/N. What are you talking about? How do you know?” Bucky asked skeptically.

“I don’t-I can’t explain it! I just know!” She needed him to believe him! She was crazy! “They were wolves, but… but when I touched one of them, there was a woman? I don’t know how else to explain it but they’re in trouble and the other one wasn’t moving! Please you have to believe me!”

Natasha and Bucky exchanged a look, but neither doubted Y/N. Despite how odd this was. Clint had caught sight of her walking towards the pole out of the window, alerting everyone in the room and they watched as she seemingly moved in a trance. Before anyone could go out to keep her away from the totem, she placed her hand against the wood. There was a blinding flash of white that stunned everyone and then a feeling of relief that shot throughout the clearing. It was like someone long lost to them had finally come home. When the pack members finally got their vision back, Y/N was a few feet away, staring off towards the southwest, eyes and skin glowing a bright blue.

Natasha stood quickly and motioned for Sam and Clint to follow the direction she had been gazing off towards. Steve nodded sharply at her as she passed him and crossed over to crouch in front of Y/N beside Bucky, who was still trying to calm her down with soft words of reassurance.

Tears had started to pool in her eyes, overwhelmed and freaking out over what had happened in the past ten minutes. He felt a part of his heart crack at the fear in her eyes, completely and terrified. His wolf whined low in his chest, wanting to soothe and reassure her everything would be alright. Hell, even if he was a werewolf, he still would have been able to taste her fear in the air. Staring at her face for a few moments, his eyes followed the delicate and intricate swirls of the vines now engraved into her skin. 

They were beautiful, standing out as a slight shade lighter than her skin tone and raised against her skin as if a fresh tattoo that had yet to heal. His gaze drifted to the totem pole, now laying dormant and cold, where similar carvings stretched up from the base along the backside of the pillar. 

Eventually, Steve let out a sigh.

“I think it’s time we all had a talk.”

No tags this round cause it’s been so long lol If you want to be added back just let me know and I’ll update the list!! ❤

[maddiefrombelow]

Ok tbh that's just a good password tho.

[warning: nerd shit incoming]

Like 48 characters; no-one's gonna get that - 36^48 (all numbers n letters to the power of the string give) is such an incomprehensibly large number - it's one twenty thousandth the total number of atoms in the universe, which despite maybe not sounding very impressive, is far larger than anything we could make. It'd take many times more storage space than all of humanity has to even store all of the possible combinations.

But let's say someone saw this post, figured out who anon was, and went through the effort of bruteforcing it.

There are 7! (5040) unique combinations of all your names. Not... great; a computer could make pretty swift work of that. However, with a difference as small as capitalising the first letter of some of your names, that becomes 14! (87178291200). That's a lot better - >87 billion combinations. A computer ain't getting through that. Now consider this: you could choose to randomise the capitalisation of every letter in that 48 character string.

I haven't run the actual numbers for this part (I'm on my phone, my calculator refused, and when I tried to write a python script to do it, my IDE crashed) however I believe that this transforms our lovely 14! into 14! X 48^2. When I get to my computer I'll try and calculate what that would actually look like. I'll put it here when I get the number:

Finally, I'd like to conclude with a suggestion to absolutely decimate any chances for a potential miscreant: what if you replaced the 48th character with a period?

One character is all it would take. That's all you'd need to make completely irrelevant the 'intelligent' version that relies on knowing the scheme for your password, meaning the ONLY viable option is that 36^48 - which, by the way, Includes no special characters. One can only imagine the chaos that would be unleashed were we to include all standard unicode into this calculation (149,813^48 combinations, according to a quick google search. Universe who again?). Unfortunately, this isn't a fair calculation to make as a significant number of those are entirely without common use, and most of the rest are prohibited from use in passwords. Thus, we.can generously keep our previous number of 36^48

Feel free to fact check me/correct any errors.

Thank you, you've been a great audience.

GOOD NIGHT!

would it be a normal funny level of pathetic or a weird not funny level of pathetic to make all of your names the password to my phone

it made me laugh because it would be a 48 character password and it’s just silly but would it be weird

do I do it for the laugh? i am fully prepared to do it if it would make you laugh but I won’t do it if you don’t find it funny or y’know

-PPBA ;]

(I’m to embarrassed to send it off anon despite you already knowing who I am I don’t know why)

It is weird funny levels of pathetic, my pretty boy

[violettelueur]

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI || YOU AND ME. TOGETHER.

| featuring : fushiguro megumi from jujutsu kaisen

| warnings : grammar errors and mention of death

| form : imagine

| word count : 2393

| published : 18 november

| request : Hi can I request where you come back from a particularly hard mission and Megumi finds you and tries to comfort you even though you try to hide it

| barista’s notes : lowkey, i feel like i went off on a little tangent on this one due to the amount of words i have written for this imagine ʕ – ᴥ – ʔ i think this is the most i’ve ever written for one tbh ʕ ᵒ ᴥ ᵒʔ overall, i hope you love you cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request) and please order something again when the cafe reopens!

Walking through the entrance of Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College after a long few months away made you extremely relieved that you were finally back home, away from any responsibilities that were waiting for you on the outside - probably only to set as a few missions for you later on during the weeks to come.

The atmosphere that surrounded you was nothing but tranquil, letting you begin to relax your body as you slowly began to lower your guard. Looking up towards the sky, you leisurely closed your eyes to let the soft sun rays hit your face, giving it a natural glow as you took in the nature that was gently letting you into its embrace welcoming you back to where you belong. To say that you missed Japan was an understatement, but rather you were desperate to get back.

However, the beautiful sounds of the chirping birds and the wind that was calming the world around you was suddenly interrupted once you heard some shouting from the other side of the school, causing the same birds to suddenly fly away in a panic from the loud sound that was emitted across the whole area.

Looking towards the direction of the sound, you just stood there shocked as you didn’t expect this type of event to occur so sudden, but you weren’t surprised that it had happened since this was your school you were talking about. Taking a deep breath, you forced your feet to move towards the direction of the sound, hoping to see anyone that you could confide in right now.

                                    ꕥ

After a few minutes, you had suddenly found yourself standing at the top of the stairs to which lead to the school track field, only to see the amusing site of Panda swing around a female student to which you assumed to be one of the new first years that Fushiguro was talking about to you on your last video call with him. 

“Oh Y/N over here!” someone shouted, causing you to turn to the right to see Maki waving at you with a smile on her face to which you then averted your eyes to see Fushiguro standing next to her with a wooden pole in hand.

Giving them a weak smile, you waved back at them before carefully making your way down the stairs to them, trying not to clumsily fall down in front of them as you didn’t want to worry both of them with your current state.

Just as you were about to say your greetings to them, you suddenly heard someone shouting from the middle of the field, causing you to turn towards whoever cut you off. “Fushiguro! Trade places with me! This uniform is a pain! I’m gonna go buy a cute tracksuit!” the female student shouted before she was lightly flung into the air only for her to suddenly drop to the ground in front of you. 

Looking down at the body in shock, you looked back up to see Panda walking towards you with the bright grin that could brighten up anyone’s day - well you wish it could for you right now - “Panda senpai, what are you two doing?” you asked in a confused tone, as you tilted your head to the side as if that was going to help answer your question.“These guys are weak in close combat,” Panda answered, causing you to come to the conclusion that he was trying to teach the student how to land on her feet. On the other hand, you didn’t realise Panda was looking down somewhere, causing you to follow his gaze to see that he was looking at the white bag you were holding.

‘How could I forget that I was holding it?’ you thought to yourself, coming to the fact that the mission you came back from must have affected you more than you thought.

“Did you bring gifts again Y/N?” Panda asked as he tried to get a little peak on the contents inside the paper bag, leaving you no choice but to take out his gift. 

During your time as a Jujutsu High student, you were known to go on a couple of foreign mission due to your talent in languages and that caused you to be one of the main jujutsu sorcerers to be chosen to be sent on some of these missions - so you always made sure to grab some souvenirs for your friends as they didn’t really have the chance to travel abroad as you did.

“Is this what you are trying to look for?” you playfully asked in the best way you could muster, as you lifted up a pair of knuckle bracers in front of panda’s eyes, leading them to have a little shine in them before he took them out of your grasp while thanking you for the gift. “And I assume the girl you threw on the ground was Kugisaki,” you stated, causing the girl to shoot up on her feet once she heard you state her name.

“You know who I am?” Kugisaki asked with widened eyes as she pointed at herself, causing you to lightly nod before going back into your bag to pull out a case of gold nails before handing it to her. “I heard that you used a straw doll technique, so I thought I would get these nails for you, these types are thinner but sturdier so if you infuse them with your curse energy they’ll accelerate at a faster rate than your original nails but also give a more deadly impact, they are also flammable but they won’t melt so they can act like mini fire arrows if you wish,” you explained to her as her eyes glowed in pure happiness before she crushed you into a hug, thanking you with tears in her eyes, causing both Fushiguro and Maki to walked towards you all as they wondered what was going on.

“Y/N how was the mission back in London?” Maki casually asked as she heard nothing from you for the past few weeks before you came back. However, for some reason that question caused you to stiffen up as you remembered all the unexpected events that had happened before you came back. Kugisaki noticed this change in posture causing her to unwrap her arms from your body and look at you with worried eyes.

“Y/N right? Are you okay? You got stiff for a second,” the oranged-haired sorcerer asked you, causing you to snap out of your sudden thoughts and nod at her with a small smile. “Yeah sorry, I guess I’m just a bit out of it lately, the mission was a little harder than expected but nothing too hard for me,” you commented, hoping that what you said was enough for them to not get suspicious.

Everyone, of course, believed you, once they saw a smile on your face they thought you were just tired from your flight - you did just get back from London after all. However, one person wasn’t buying your little act for even a second, causing him to come a bit closer to you and place his hand on your lower back as he saw you were gradually losing your balance, surprising you completely which caused you to turn to look at the green-eyed sorcerer.

“You okay Megumi?” you asked, wondering what was with the sudden physical contact, knowing he didn’t usually display his affection to you in public at all.

“Come on Y/N, your boyfriend hasn’t seen you in like months, he’s probably touched starved,” Maki slyly stated, causing Fushiguro to look at her with an annoyed expression while Kugisaki looked at both of you with widening eyes - shocked at the sudden news that was presented at her.

“YOU TWO ARE DATING!” Kugisaki shouted, causing you and Fushiguro to look at her before nodding like it was a casual thing. “How can that guy get a girlfriend before I can even get a boyfriend?” Kugisaki then asked herself, leading Fushiguro enough time to grab your hand and guide you somewhere away from the crowd.

Confused, you decided to just let Fushiguro guide you to wherever he wanted for the both of you to go, only to have him sit on the bottom stairs before patting the other side, indicating for you to sit next to him. Without hesitation, you sat next to him and placed the bag on the ground as you waited for your boyfriend to say what was on his mind.

“You okay?” he asked in a quiet tone as he side glanced at you, only to see you aimlessly stare at the grass below your feet. However, just like a robot, you automatically smiled and nodded at his question, “yeah I’m okay Mimi,”. However, once again Fushiguro wasn’t falling for your act as he got up and kneeled right in front of you.

Taking one of your hands, he enveloped yours with both of his making you wonder if you were the one that was really touch starved - as feeling his skin against yours caused you to realise how much you missed touching him making you take a mental note not to take his constant presence for granted - “did something happen during the mission?” Fushiguro then asked in a worried tone, as you didn’t seem as bright as you did when he last talked to you.

You looked tired. Extremely tired. Pale. Weakened. You just looked like you were completely the opposite compared to when you left for the mission.

“It’s just….” you started before closing your mouth, not knowing what to say next. You were used to the concept of death and losing comrades, so why did it affect you this much this time? Was it because you got to go home without worrying your friends? Was it because you left the families behind to weep for their deceased loved ones? Was it because you felt guilty for being the only one that survived? Was it because you felt responsible?

Slowly, you lifted your other hand and placed it over his ones that were still held on to the other. Yes, you were right, you were the one that was touched starved, there was no doubt about that at all. The feeling of his skin on the pads of your fingers made you feel alive even when you felt the opposite.

The mission was extremely harder than you had expected. The higher-ups back in London had given all the shamans the wrong information for the last task causing you and the other sorcerers to fall into something that was potentially your signed death warrant. Yet somehow you were the only one left standing after the whole ordeal with bodies surrounding you in massive numbers, even with the back up it still wasn’t enough. 

You felt guilty. Even though it wasn’t your fault. You felt like you were the guilty one. Even those you weren’t friends with many of them, they still had someone to go home to like you. If only you could have saved them. If only you could have reached them on time. If only you were aware of what was going on. Maybe. Maybe you could have…

Unexpectedly, you suddenly felt a loss of warmth from your hands, before you felt him using both of his hands to cradle your face using the pad of his thumbs to caress your cheeks, as he then gave you a light kiss on the forehead.

This little act of his caused you to desperately reach for his blue jacket and grip onto the material to try to release some of the emotions that have been building up. Gently, Fushiguro wiped the tears that fell down your face as they betrayed you when you didn’t even realise, causing you to bury your head into his chest to hide away from the world to which he then placed his arms around your body while patting your head to comfort you.

“It wasn’t your fault,” Fushiguro whispered to you, even though he didn’t know what made you become like this. Even since both of you became acquainted with each other, he quickly learnt that you took everything to blame and when both of you started dating, he realised how much you would truly blame yourself. You were mentally strong, he knew that you were able to control your state of mind like it was nothing. It was just the aftereffect of taking so much that worries him completely. And this was the result of this.

“All of them are dead Mimi, they…” you muttered causing him to hold you even tightly like a weighted blanket. “If the higher-ups didn’t give us the wrong details, they could have gone back home…..back to their families,” you continued as you tighten the grip of his jacket. “And here I am the only one that gets to come back to you guys…..I….I should have died with them”

Fushiguro’s eyes widened in horror on what you had just announced, he never thought you would say something that extreme. He couldn’t even reply to what you say, only having the ability to tighten his grip on you as if you weren’t already close enough. First Itadori, now you. Fushiguro understood why Gojo never really listened to any of the higher-ups, this is what they caused. Pain.

“None of this was any of your fault Y/N,” Fushiguro stated as he used the hand that was patting your head to now brush through your hair. “I know you tried your best, I know you did. You’ll get through this, you got me and everyone here around you,” Fushiguro continued as he tried to distract you from your dreadful thoughts. “We’ll get stronger together. You and me. Together” he stated before placing a kiss on the crown of your head like it was a spell that could cast away all the fearful thoughts that were swimming in your head.

And it somehow worked.

Releasing the grip on his jacket, you then wrapped your arms around his neck as you moved your head so that you could rest it upon his shoulder - still hiding your face away from everyone - pulling him closer (if you still could at this point).

“Yeah. You and me. Together Mimi”

[writingsbychlo]

My love, you know you are meant to be a writer when you make AUs of your AUs. Like. That’s top tier shit right there. You are just so incredibly talented and we are so lucky you choose to share your wonderful brain with us all 🖤

dramatic retellings | prince!noah

word count; ?? not a clue ??

summary; the staff at the castle progressively finding out about their relationship

notes; 🥺🥺🥺 you are so kind oh my god.

warnings; I don’t think there is any

so I’ve been thinking about prince noah right and honestly I’ve been thinking about the people of the kingdom and the staff and such progressively finding out they’re together

so like read below the cut if you’d like but also go easy on me, I’m still a little out of it and also it’s gone midnight and I’m writing this on my phone 😅

like the gardeners had bets on it before even the other kitchen staff did because they always saw them walking together and they saw the way noah looked at her when he thought she wasn’t looking so they knew before even she & noah did tbh

then obviously the kitchen staff start to suspect things, and this is around about the same time stiles catches on, because she can’t stop talking about him to them and he can’t stop talking about her to his brother

obviously his father finds out around about the party even noah asks her to dance, but noah suspects stiles told him a whole before. his dad has an excellent poker face though, he’s a hard man to read.

then, of course, at the same party the maids and the majority of the rest of the house staff find out when they start dancing. some of them have doubts, though. it can’t possibly be. all doubts are eliminated from their minds on new years eve when noah kisses her with such soft love, like cupping her face and everything, when he left the royal balcony and found her in the staff crowds outside the main doors watching the fireworks.

the stable workers find out next. they, much like the guards, of course, we’re not present at the parties, as those were high risk times. the stable workers find out when the two are preparing to go for a ride together and he’s holding her hand as they walk to the stables, and he helps her up onto a horse with a hand suspiciously low on her back, and a cheeky comment they all pretend not to hear, but discuss for hours once the two are gone.

the guards find out rather unpleasantly. it’s a birthday celebration and it’s early summer the following year, the kings birthday to be precise, and he personally invited her to join them. the king adores her, just as noah said he would. she’s put on her favourite dress, the one noah first bought for her, and the girls helped do her hair and makeup. she feels elegant, until the guards stop her. and laugh at her when she tries to explain she was invited to the celebrations. they tell her to run back to the kitchen, and she does. noah finds her a little while later, an apron over her pretty dress, crying off her makeup while kneading bread dough. he wipes her eyes and kisses her til she laughs softly, even with all the girls hanging around the doorway and spying, and then he undoes her apron and marches her right past jaw-dropped guards with a smirk and makes sure to scowl extra hard at all of them. the king apologised profusely and she almost spills her drink because the king is apologising to her. this is all still taking a little getting used to.

rumours spread pretty quickly after that. the citizens still don’t believe the castle staff when they gossip in the towns and villages.

the local baker finds out when noah goes in blushing and asks if he can order a batch of heart-shaped cookies. he fucked up in an argument and plans to apologise through baked treats. shocker, it works. he gets kisses even sweeter than the cookies when he apologises, turns out all he had to do was honestly admit his error, but the cookies were just a bonus.

the local florist finds out when she and some of the maids come by to get the usual order for the flowers to go in based around the castle. she admires the pretty new roses and the florist says she grew them herself. she says they’d be award-winning. she must have mentioned it to noah, the florist thinks, because the very next day he arrives and orders “a dozen of the roses that would win awards. and a pretty ribbon. and a note. I’ll write it later.” she also sees you a week later at the markets with the same ribbon in your hair.

the people at the markets find our mid-summer, as you’re browsing the fresh fruits that have been growing, it’s a particularly good harvest this year, and he has no shame. his PDA is growing, because he knows all eyes are on him - a prince?! in the local markets?! - and yet he holds your basket for you and smiles at you with a look that couldn’t possibly be anything but love as you inspect the pears, and when a vendor gives you a sample strawberry to taste, he wipes the edge of your mouth with his thumb and eats the rest of the strawberry when you give it to him.

and then, really, everybody knows.

because noah comes out more, in fact, he just likes to tag along and spend the day with her when she does chores. and he gets to know his villagers a lot more. he played darts once at the local pub with the farmers, and he learned how to whittle from the woodcarvers. he’s not good at it. he started an agricultural show for the florist and all the florists from all the towns in his kingdom, and he comes to the parades and ceremonies. he held a small girl up on his shoulders to watch the fireworks the following new years. he becomes adored instead of mysterious to his people.

the jeweller a few towns over gets his confirmation when he comes in the following summer, with an extremely specific ring request.

then everything goes silent for a while. and the people start to wonder.

because she’s scared. noah is destined to be king one day and she still works in the castle, all be if not like she used to. things have changed, but she’s not a princess, or a high-class lady, she was emptying ashes from the fires when they met.

and he says he refuses to be king someday unless she will be his queen.

and so then the whole kingdom knows, because the following spring, the same time they first really met, they announce their wedding, and there’s a parade.

and the following june, they get married. privately, because neither want a big ceremony. at a little lake house with their closest family and friends, which is also where they spend their honeymoon.

and then, all the kingdoms know, because a couple of years later, they’re all invited to watch the prince and his wife become the new king and queen.

and lastly, seven years after that, their children know, as two twin boys that she still teases noah about, and a younger girl, sit in front of the fireplace in the library, listening to their uncle stiles give them a very dramatic retelling of the way their parents met, while she laughs, and noah watches from the doorway, thinking he couldn’t possibly get any happier.