#that thing looks so nice come oooooon

[steelthroat]

It was indeed fruitful.

It's unfinished, but I'm going to sleep now, it's almost midnight here 💀

Guys.

Cybertron, but the surface and the buildings are shaped like bismuth crystals...

Look at how pretty it is please!!!!!

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

**Ahem ehem** slides over 5 boxes of sweets more cow reader content pls:D

Yall're gonna make me gain 20lbs i swear

CW: fem cow hybrid reader (reader has breasts and a vagina), bull hybrids, F/M/M/M/M, smut, pet names, vaginal sex, double penetration, handjobs, oral (male receiving), creampies, cumshots

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"Y/N~" cooed one of the bulls as he slipped beside you. "Where ya goin?"

"To the field," you replied, pointing to the pasture behind the barn.

"Mmm, what're ya gonna do out there?"

"Dunno," you shrugged. "Maybe take a nap. It's really nice out today."

"Mmhm, it is. I'll come with you. Pretty thing like you shouldn't be out there on your own." You laughed breathily, brushing him off. You knew what he was trying to do.

"Ah, you don't have to. I'll be okay, I'm just going to that tree over there."

"But that's so faaaaar. I'll miss you if you go that far away." His hand found your waist, giving your soft flesh a squeeze. "Cmon, lemme go with you and keep you company."

"Oi." The two of you turned to see another one of the bulls approaching you. "He botherin you, sweetcheeks?"

"N-No..."

"Yeah right. He's trynna get you alone, huh?"

"Was not."

"Was to. It's fuckin obvious yer trynna keep her to yerself."

"Fellas, fellas," called out the third bull as he came back into the barn. "No fightin, not in front of Y/N. Yall promised to share."

"Yeah," chimed in the fourth bull as he snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around you. "This heifer is all of ours, not just yours, 'kay?" The first and second bulls huffed, crossing their arms, looking away. The third bull sucked his teeth, smacking the other two's shoulders.

"Lighten up. Yall agreed to this last week. Quit poutin and suck it up."

"Hmm so where were ya headed, Y/N?" the fourth asked.

"Out to the field... u-under the tree. I was gonna take a nap."

"Yeah? Why dontcha take a nap in here, pretty?" He pressed his hips into your backside, his cock twitching against your ass. "We could all take a nap together."

"I dunno... I kinda wanted to take a nap alone..."

"Whaaaat? Why's that? Dontcha wanna cuddle with us, princess?" asked one.

"I-I do, but—"

"But nuthin, baby girl. Let's all sleep here. We can cuddle up in here where it's nice and cool, don't that sound nice?"

"I dunno..."

"Come oooooon, Y/N," cooed another. "Let's go to bed in here, have a nice lil nap before dinner."

You weren't given the chance to choose: the four bulls were already dragging you along to your pen, surrounding you on all sides.

"So... who do ya wanna sleep next to?"

"Um—"

"She's sleepin by me."

"And me."

"Now hold on, yall got to sleep next to her last night! We should have a turn."

"Yeah."

"Y/N likes sleeping by me the most, dontcha, pretty?"

"Well—"

"Shut up, you don't know shit!"

"Look who's talkin!"

"W-Wait!" you shouted, grabbing all of their attention. "Please don't fight, it makes me sad. I hate when you guys fight..."

The four bulls softened at that, sighing and glancing at each other.

"We're sorry, baby."

"Yeah, we didn't mean to upset you."

"We just... we all just like you so much."

"Yeah, and we just wanna spend time with you."

"We're sorry."

"I forgive you," you muttered, "just don't do it anymore, okay?"

"Okay, princess."

"We promise to do better."

"Okay... thank you."

"You don't gotta thank us, sweetcheeks."

"Yeah, we should be thanking you."

"...What for?"

"For lettin us do this." The bull behind you cupped your tits, giving them a gentle squeeze. You gasped, tensing under his touch.

"W-What?!"

"Mmm, yeah, and for this." Another bull reached out, cupping your pussy in his large hand, grinding his palm against you.

"W-Wait! You said we'd take a nap!"

"We will, we will."

"But we can have some fun first, can't we?"

One bull grabbed your ass, another ran his hand over his stomach. Their big hands started roaming your body, kneading your plush flesh. You whined, squirming under their touch.

"Aww, look at her."

"She's so cute."

"Just wanna eat you up, princess."

"Wanna spoil you."

"Wanna make you feel good."

Before you knew it, you were maneuvered into one's lap, his thick cock prodding at your cunt. Two of them slowly lowered you down onto his cock, the third one kissing you and swallowing your moans. Once you adjusted to the first, you felt another bull behind you, his fat cock prodding at your cunt as well, stretching your poor hole.

"W-Wait! I can't fit two of you!"

"Cmon, baby, let's just try."

"Bet it'll feel soooo good, pretty."

"Lemme just—"

The head of his cock popped inside of you, making you gasp. You scratched at the bull's shoulders below you, moaning as the second bull pushed in slowly, filling you to the brim. You whined once his hips met yours, feeling sooo full.

"There, look at that. It fit just fine."

"Ahh... I-I can't do this—"

"Shhh, just breathe baby. This'll feel so good in a minute."

The two bulls pulled out, pushing back in and making you gasp for air. They started slow, pumping in and out of you, taking your breath away with each thrust.

"Hey, cmon, sweetcheeks. Ya got two hands, dontcha?"

The other two bulls guided your hands to their hard cocks, coaxing you to wrap your fingers around them and start jerking them off. The four of them rocked against you slowly, low moans filling the room as they used you for their pleasure. One of them starting rubbing your clit, another one rubbed your nipples. You became a moaning mess within minutes, gasping and whining as they filled you up your cunt and hands. One of them gently turned your face towards his cock, pushing the head past your lips. You sucked the head of his cock for a minute before the other bull pulled you off, directing your head towards his own cock and pushing it into your mouth.

You didn't know how long it all lasted or how many times you came. All you knew was that you were feeling such an intense pleasure that you were on the verge of tears.

"Oh god—"

"Shit, gonna..."

"Me too."

"Gonna cum in you, baby."

"Gonna cum on your face."

"You want it baby?"

"Want our cum?"

"Beg us for it, princess."

"Beg for our cum."

You were feeling faint, but somehow you managed to form words.

"P-Please! Cum in me, cum on me! Want it, want it so bad! Give it to me, please, please!"

"Aw fuck—"

"Atta girl—"

"Gonna give it to ya real good—"

"Open wide, sweetcheeks—"

You barely processed what happened next. All you knew was that you felt fuller, and warm liquid spilled on your face and chest. Loud moans and groans filled the barn, almost deafening. Hands smoothed over your skin, wiping your face as they pulled their cocks out of you. You felt kisses on your cheeks as you wiped your eyes, whispers of love and praise filling your ears.

"Such a good girl."

"So proud of you."

"Thank you, princess."

"Made us feel so good."

"Always feel so good with you."

"Love you, baby."

"So fucking much."

Moments passed, and suddenly you were being moved again, onto another bull's lap.

"Now it's my turn to be inside that pretty little cunt."

"Me too!"

"Wanna feel your mouth, baby."

"Just lick me real quick, pretty, that's all I want."

You were in for a long night.

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[kokorosfanfics]

Hi! I was wondering if you were able to do some fluff of a character that you would like to do! And can it be gender neutral?

Awesome, I've been requested to write literally anything I want as long as it's fluff. -Mod Kokoro

Beloved of The Supreme Leader. Kokichi Ouma x Reader!

Every day when you came into class, you were always met with something on your desk. Always some kind of gift. Sometimes you found chocolates and candies, other times you found poetry and letters, or occasionally flowers. Sometimes you'd find cute accessories and trinkets. It was obvious someone had a crush on you. But there was the mystery. Who was it?

Today, you came into class like any other day. There it was, a lovely gift box sitting on your desk. It was just waiting for you to open it.

"Wooooow S/O. Someone must reeeeeeaaally like you!" Your best friend, Kokichi Ouma said.

"Gee, really? What was your first clue?" You joked as you went to see what your secret admirer gave you this time.

Kokichi sat right next to you in class. You'd spend most of class time goofing off, hardly ever doing actual work. It was nice, actually. Just two best friends living their lives joyfully without a care in the world. Who could ask for more?

Well. There was something. You secretly wished you were more than just friends with Kokichi. The truth was, you had fallen for him. But you had no idea how he felt about you. You didn't want to risk potentially making things awkward, so you always kept quiet. Secretly, you hoped the secret admirer was Kokichi all along.

"Come oooooon S/O! Let's see what he got you." Kokichi enthusiastically awaited for you to open it.

"Alright, alright." You giggled as you began to slowly unwrap it.

Kokichi bit his lip in anticipation, but you didn't catch it.

"S/O. I've been sending you gifts for quite sometime now. I feel confident now that I am ready to tell you to your face how I feel about you. After school ends, I want to meet by the roof on the side closest to the sun. See you soon."

"Soooo what's it say?" Your best friend asked.

"It says he wants to meet today on the roof after class today!" You exclaimed.

"Are you gonna meet him?"

"Heck yeah I'm gonna meet him! I've been wanting to who this is since this first started!" You jumped in excitement. You'd finally get to meet your secret admirer! You could barely contain your excitement.

"Usually his letters aren't in boxes. Is there something else in there perhaps?" He asked.

"You're right, there probably is." You looked again inside the box. Kokichi was right. Inside was a heart necklace. It was silver, but with the right side of the heart shining in a beautiful purple.

"Wow!" You breathed in amazement. After sliding it around your neck, you turned to face your best friend.

"How do I look?" You asked excitedly.

"Nee heehee! I think it's lovely. You look cute wearing that." He told you. Was that a slight tint of pink on his cheeks?

Eventually, the rest of your classmates came in. Class was about to start, so you both sat down as you waited. You were in the back row closest by the window. The two of you had a whole corner to yourselves that the class liked to call "The Clown Corner."

An hour had already passed, and your phone buzzed. You pulled it out to find a text from Kokichi.

Kokichi: So who do you think your admirer is?

S/O: I'm not sure, but I have a hunch.

Kokichi: Tell meeee!

S/O: I don't wanna say just yet in case I jinx it.

Kokichi: Do you already like somebody?

S/O: Perhaps. But I won't say who.

Kokichi: I can't believe my greatest friend doesn't trust me! :(

S/O: I don't want you to tease me!

Kokichi: What, me? Teasing you? I could never!

S/O: Like how you never tease Kiibo for being a robot?

Kokichi: Touche.

Kokichi: So anyways, I need to start something before I die of boredom from this class.

All of the sudden, a piece of lead hit Tenko in the back of her head.

"Ouch! Who did that?" She turned behind her to see Kaito, absentmindedly doing his work.

"You degenerate male! You have some nerve throwing lead at me! HIYAAAAAAAH!" She karate chopped him so hard he fell out of his seat.

"HEY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" He shouted.

"GRRRR YOU KNOW WHAT THAT WAS FOR!"

"I LITERALLY DID NOT DO ANYTHING TO YOU!" Kaito yelled.

"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO YELL AT ME! I'LL THROW YOU OUT THE WINDOW SO FAST!"

"OH YEAH? THROW ME! I DARE YOU!"

"Mkay, you know what kids? Step out." Your teacher made them leave the class with him.

You pulled out your phone.

S/O: LMAO that was so you, wasn't it?

Kokichi: I can't believe I'm being accused! We all knew it was Kaito."

S/O: Yeah that's a lie.

Kokichi: Yup it was.

S/O: Was framing Kaito a bonus?

Kokichi: It certainly was.

You and Kokichi giggled to each other. You knew he and Kaito butted heads often, so you could feel the satisfaction he got from Kaito getting into trouble.

The door opened, and in stepped Tenko. She strutted to her seat with pride, and Kaito could be heard cussing from afar. Your teacher had a grouchy look on his face.

"Nyeh? Tenko where's Kaito?" Himiko asked.

"Pfft! That degenerate male got sent to the principals office." She flipped her hair.

Kokichi laughed even harder. He put a hand over his mouth, trying to keep his composure as best as he could. You did the same. Tears of laughter began to prick your eyes.

The school day drew to an end. You felt excitement rush through you. Soon, you'd be meeting your secret admirer face to face.

'Please be Kokichi. Please, PLEASE be Kokichi.' You thought to yourself. You had a gut feeling it was him. Or was that just wishful thinking? Just you hoping it was him. Could it be?

The bell rung to dismiss class.

"Well. I suppose your off to meet him now, huh?" Kokichi asked. Why was he grinning so much?

"Yup! I gotta get there quick!"

"I'll help you pack your stuff."

"Aww, thanks 'Kichi!"

Kokichi helped you finish organizing your supplies.

"Well. I'm off now. See ya!" You waved as you ran out to the roof.

"See you soon, S/O. Very soon." You didn't hear him say this.

Finally. You're here now. You looked around, it seems you were the only one here. You bit your lip in anticipation. He'd be here very soon. You began to breathe in and out slowly, hoping to calm your nerves. Your eyes closed shut, hoping and praying that when you opened them it would be Kokichi in front of you. You loved him so much, was it even possible to love anyone else at this point?

You heard footsteps approaching. Familiar footsteps. Slowly coming up behind you. He was here. It was only a matter of seconds now. The mystery was unfolding.

"Nee heehee! Hey S/O." You immediately zipped around, stunned.

It was him?

"K-Kokichi?" You gasped. Were you dreaming.

"Yup. It's me."

It was him.

"You're..... You're my secret admirer."

"That's right!" He winked.

It was him all along.

You were shocked. Stunned.

He took your hands in yours. He looked up at you with a warm smile. He was blushing. You'd never seen him blush so hard in his life.

"Everything I am about to say is the honest truth. Please don't think I am lying or that this was an elaborate prank, alright?" He sounded nervous. He began to sweat.

You nodded, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks.

"S/O. You've touched my life in a way I can't describe. I enjoy everything I do with you. It doesn't matter what we're doing, I just enjoy it. I enjoy it, because it's with you. I love you. I love you S/O. I love everything about you. I can't think of anyone or anything else I love more. I adore you, I crave your time and attention. I want your love, your affection. And I want to love you and hold you and be with you. I wanna be yours. So." He breathed in.

"Be mine?" He was as red as a tomato now. You felt his hands tremble while holding yours.

You couldn't believe what you heard. He truly felt that way about you. He wanted you just as much as you wanted him. You couldn't help crying tears of joys.

You leaned in and kissed him right on the lips. He was caught off guard, but he kissed back gently. You shared a sweet and loving kiss as the sun set in the distance, it's beautiful orange shone on you.

You pulled back, foreheads pressed together.

"Yes. I love you too, Kokichi. More than anything! So yes, I'll be with you."

Now Kokichi began to tear up. He smiled so genuinely. He was happy beyond words!

He then kissed you again, on the lips. You shared another kiss together on the roof.

"Nee heehee! I'm glad."

You noticed on his neck. He wore a matching necklace to the one he gave you. The left side had the purple on his, though.

"Aww, that's cute. The necklaces are matching." You smiled.

"I figured it was perfect for us." He winked.

The two of you left school hand in hand together, beaming with joy.

You finally had everything you wanted.

[thessalian]

Thess vs TLOVM S3, Ep 9

I did finally get up the guts to play more Silent Hill 2 remake. The mods really have made all the difference. However, I do know better than to play that shit immediately before bed, so I'm going to ... do something else that might end up raising my blood pressure. Anyway...

Your leniency?!?

Yes, I know, this is a shitty situation, but stop talking and do something!!!

Thank you, Keyl-- Wait, Vax, WHAT?!?

Thank you, Grog! I-- Aw, come on! That's his second good idea in two episodes; let him take credit!

GROON! NO!

Holy shit, Kash and Zahra!

Nice flying, twins!

Oh, come on, Scanlan. The plan against Umbrasyl came damn close to working!

Come oooooooooon, Pike!

Ooooooh fuck.

EW oh shit-- Wait. What the fuck are you doing here?!?

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck this is bad.

You two need to stop distracting each other.

C'mon, Kaaash...

YES!

...NOOOOOO!

Ooooooooooh SHIT.

That was ... briefly beautiful.

Oh, Vax...

Yes. To business, you two.

That ... is some spiffy flying-- OH!

Oh noooooooooooooooooo...

COME OOOOOON, PIKE!

Oh, fuck.

I love Zahra. Even in the depths of her grief, she's so good.

Oooooooooooooooooooooooh holy fuuuuuuuuck...

Grog. No. NOT THE TIME.

THANK YOU, SCANLAN. USE THAT PERSUASION SCORE!

OH SHIT-- Thank you, dick lightning.

Yeah, Grog, that's what I just said. That's gonna get Poppa's attention!

I don't think hiding's going to help, guys...

Gooooooods, pour one out for Lance Reddick.

I PUNCH THINGS, heeee.

He's too tiny to fill the belly of even one!

Grog ... punches things! RUN GUYS, RUN!

Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shiiiiiiiiit...

YES!-- NO! FUCK!

Oh no. Oh nooooo. We're going to get "FIX HIM!", aren't we?

Sort of, but ... I preferred the raging-grief.

Come ooooooooon, Piiiiiiiiiiiike... Please...

Waitwut--

Hooooooooooooly shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit...

And there goes the stone-- Oh fuck YOU.

Oh fuck-- OH! Yeah, that means little for her trustworthiness, but...

Wait where's he going?!?

Ooooooh... "I hear the laughter of my mother in the morning..."

This is some significantly anime shit going on here. But ... fuck it, it works. Bye, bitch!

Okay, so where'd Raishan go?

oooooh gods, so many... But Groon's okay! He didn't get squished like Kash. ...poor Kash!

Huh. He got revenge too, in a way, did Syldor. I guess that's the best he can do.

No, you kind of weren't wrong, Keyleth, given that Raishan only jumped in when Thordak was on the ropes, but ... you want to be generous, I guess--

Going. To see her. ALONE. THIS IS NOT A GOOD IDEA, KEYLETH.

Don't answer that question, Keyleth-- THANK YOU.

Wait. No. Noooooooo...

OH FUCK NO. NO YOU BITCH!

THANK YOU, VAX!

Ooooooooooh shiiiiiiit... That's an undiseased body, and an ancient red dragon dracolich would. Be. A. Biiiiiiiiiitch. Which ... I guess a bitch possessing a bitch...

Who wrote this? Kevin Burke and Chris "Doc" Wyatt, with help from Meredith Kecskemety from last episode. Kevin Burke ... lotta Ninjago, some MLP: Friendship Is Magic, lotta lotta Marvel. Doc Wyatt ... pretty much the same thing. Looks like Burke and Wyatt are a longstanding writing team. Which explains why this one managed the yo-yo ups-and-downs so well. So much "YES! WAIT NO! AAA!" I admire writers who can do that.

Right. That ... was ... I mean, I knew there was going to be adrenaline, but that much adrenaline ... I was not expecting, exactly. Not with two whole eps left. Then again, they have to find Raishan (and the teaser text on the next episode suggests that there might be problems there), and then they have to deal with Raishan the Dracolich, which ... I've been playing around with the idea of dracolich because reasons and ... that's going to be difficult as fuck. That on top of getting Scanlan out of his coma and Percy's soul out of Orthax's clutches. Because I guess no one ever really explained to the gang why Orthax needs people to die by gun. Or, maybe in the middle of that big-ass fight at the end of S1, at which point they probably wouldn't be listening.

Huh. That would make S1 and S3 both end with saving Percy from Orthax, if it pans out how I figure it will, given what I've heard. Because frankly, even if Percy was going to stay dead after that, he deserves better than to be Orthax's snack-pack for however long his soul lasts...

Hot chocolate, I think. That might help. And Omn1 reaction to what I just watched.

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

Hey! :) I meant to reply to you re: the planemergency being better than the cruise ship disaster but I couldn't leave a comment on that post. I think what makes it more of a tear jerker is that this time only Athena was in acute danger and not both of them. Bobby of course is not a person who can watch from the sidelines and I love that ultimately it was the teamwork between Athena and Bobby--and the unconditional trust they have in each other--that made the last minute emergency landing possible. They tried to bring that across in the cruise ship rescue, too, but I think it was much better done this time. Also, and that's something I've seen people complain about, because the episode was so heavily focused on Athena and Bobby and had less involvement from the rest of the firefam. Would I have loved to see more of the other characters? Absolutely, and I'm also disappointed that Tommy wasn't even mentioned, but I think story-wise this was the right decision. By focusing on Athena and Bobby they could hold a much higher level of suspense and make it a much more emotional experience.

All of this! For me, this episode holds up to my personal favorite, the tsunami one (or, for Lone Star, the "Carlos is getting kidnapped by a serial killer" one). Because you're right, it's absolutely gripping when a beloved character is left to their own devices. Everybody in this episode did an awesome show! Also, and I'm sorry I can't actually describe this accurately in English, the cruise ship thingy was just... hear me out, it didn't feel so realistic. I know how that sounds 😂 There was way more room on the cruise ship. It's so intense if you only have a small space to work with like the cockpit! One of my favorite shows is "Into the Night" which, in season 1, is held almost entirely in a plane. It's SO fucking good because the less there's to work with, the more you focus on the actors and their acting. There were of course absurd things in this ep, like always (the plane stopping directly before Bobby? Yeah it LOOKED nice but... come oooooon). It's still something you can overlook because it was just SO gripping.

[prettyallfriends]

Pretty Rhythm Rainbow Live: Kirakira My☆Design (AD+DMF) Chapter 2 English Translation

didnt proofread at alllll. this chapters unlocked after ch 15 of the rl story. also i kinda gave up on momo puns (though i did sneak a rly horrendous pluot pun in there. like its BAD)

Chapter 2: The Evolving Seventh Coords

Momo: Momomomo… Where are we!? This must be a peachy sweet dream… Yes, definitely a dream!!!

??? (Mia): Kyahaha! This pink youkai is kinda funny!

Momo: I… I’m not a youkai!!!

??? (Mia): Ahaha! You’re a riot! Hey, do some more funny stuff!!

Momo: Grrr–!! You won’t trick me into joking around! There’s more important things to deal with!!!

??? (Mia): Kyahahahaha!!!

??? (Hye-in): Wait a sec, Mia~!!! What are you doing? Why’d you suddenly run off like that?

Mia: Hye-in, look at this! I found a pink youkai!

Hye-in: A… youkai???

Mia: It’s so cute, right? Though its eyes are creeping me out a bit…

Momo: Mo… momo!?

Mia: It’s super funny too, it talks and everything! C’mon, say something funny!

Momo: I’m not a youkai!!! I’m a penguin, Momo!!!

Hye-in: A penguin? Huh, now that I think about it, she does look kinda like Penguin-sensei…

Mia: Huh? You think so???

Hye-in: …Which reminds me, what happened to this girl on the floor? Hey, Mia, you didn’t… kaboom into her, did you?

Mia: No way! She was already on the ground when I got here! Hellooooo~? Are you okay?

Hye-in: …… Oh, phew, she doesn’t seem injured.

Momo: Who are you people, anyway!?

Hye-in: Hm? Oh, I’m Hye-in, it’s nice to meet you!

Mia: Hehe… I am not so insignificant as to need one of these “names” like you people. …After all, you totally know who I am already, right~?

Choice: Oh, gosh! I can’t believe it! You’re… uh… who, again??? / Of course I know!

Mia: Babaaaaaang!!! For real!? For real for real!? You seriously don’t know who I am!? I can’t believe this!!! Waaaaah!!! Listen well then, philistine! I am Pretty Top’s premier Prism Star… Ageha Mia!!! And of course I’m number oooooone!!!

Penguin-sensei: Heeeey! You, the insufferable girl over there!

Mia: Eeeek!!! Penguin-sensei!?!?

Penguin-sensei: Do you really think it’s appropriate to introduce yourself by acting like some kind of narcissistic raging bull!?

Mia: I’m not narcissistic! Owieowieowie,,, ouch!

Penguin-sensei: I thought you’d’ve grown up a bit now that that Grateful Symphonia business was over with…Oh!? Wait, you two… You were… HUUUUH!? Did you follow me here? Hmmmm… Well, you were a great help last time! You there! The girl with the sparkling heart! You put on a pretty impressive show last time! Impressive enough for me to scout you!

Mia: Wh-wha!? This girl’s… a Prism Star…?

Momo: Excuse me… momo… Um… are you… really Penguin-sensei… momo…?

Penguin-sensei: Hm? You wouldn’t happen to be… from Prism World…?

Momo: Y-yes…!!!

Penguin-sensei: Wh-why are you crying all of a sudden!?

Momo: I beg of you! Please don’t let this affect my evaluation! Don’t have me impeached! I can’t survive without access to sweets!

Penguin-sensei: Excuse me!? What in the world are you blabbering on about!?

Momo: Huh? You didn’t come here to sentence me to a life without baked goods?

Penguin-sensei: Of course not! I’ve had my share of mess-ups in your world, too… Which are of course secret!!! They’re juicy secrets too, like–

Mia: Aaaand that’s enough! Stop talking!!!

Penguin-sensei: Gaaaah! The conversation was just getting good! Why are you interrupting!?

Mia: Heh heh heh… If you want to hear the secrets… you’ll have to put on a Prism Show that’ll make my heart skip a beat!

Hye-in: Whaaat? Why should she have to do that?

Mia: Because! Hearing a secret without earning it first is unforgivable! Soooo… if you really are a Star, you should be able to get Penguin-sensei’s approval with your own shine!

Hye-in: But… isn’t this all just so you can see a Prism Show, Mia?

Mia: No no no! That’s totally not what this is about! There’s a very good reason for this! And that reason is… um… super important and real…!

Penguin-sensei: …So it’s like that, hm? You insufferable girl, you!

Mia: Shut upppp! Stop complaining so they can hear the secret sooner… It’s time to start the Prism Show! Kabooooom!!!

(prism show)

Mia: Woooooah!!! That was insaaaaane!!! Your sparkle was intense! But, um… where’d that guitar come from? It was so cool!

Hye-in: Amazing! You must do great Shows like this a lot, huh? What kind of lessons are you doing!? Are you training your abs? Your back? Doing marathons!?

Mia: Calm down there, Hye-in… Before all of these questions, ya gotta ask… Hey! Tell us your name!!! …Gotcha… Player… Player, alright! I’ll remember that from now on! Nice to meetcha, Player! That was a great show! I think you’ve earned the right to listen to Penguin-sensei’s secret to your heart’s content!

Penguin-sensei: I don’t have to wait for permission from an insufferable girl like you!

Mia: Eeeek!!!

Penguin-sensei: Seriously! We could’ve had this over and done with by now… Well, Momo. I went to your world to find out the secret of the Seventh Coords!

Momo: The Seventh Coords!?

Penguin-sensei: Yes, the Seventh Coords… Once the seven Brands come together… Each Brands representative dress, the Seventh Coords, will evolve!!! 

Momo: Evolve…! I’m speachless…! So the Seventh Coords can really change!?

Penguin-sensei: Upon evolving, a strong link will develop within a certain dress… the Rainbow Wedding!!! If the seven Seventh Coords evolve, the Rainbow Wedding will undergo a miraculous change. …Momo, you already know about this part, right?

Momo: Of- of course I do…! My knowledge of this is peachy keen… naturally… 

Penguin-sensei: Well, of course you’d know that! You have Rinne in your world, after all! …Hm? Speaking of Rinne, where did she go? Weren’t you together?

Momo: Ah… momomomomomomo!!! I forgot about something important! Ri… Rinne’s… gone missing!!!

Penguin-sensei: WHAAAAAT!?!? How could you let that happen!?

Momo: This is terrible! I compluoteley forgot about her!

Penguin-sensei: Oh, this is terrible! We’re dommed, we’re doomed!!!

Momo: What’ll we do!!!

???: Oh? What’s wrong, Penguin-sensei?

Hye-in: Ah… that voice is…

Mia: Harune Airaaaaaaa!!!

Aira: Teeheehee. You all seem happylucky today!

[tenebrius-excellium]

How To Steal A Dragon’s Sword Liveblog Part 2

everyone is mysteriously disappearing and nobody cares except for Hiccup. hmmmmm Idk if I still like how much of the plot is relying on simple viking stupidity, is this allowed to be called lazy writing yet?

the Witch’s hut sounds like a place I’d live in tbh. seems cozy.

I can’t believe Excellinor can bake

ok look, the hidden trap door under the literal fireplace is VERY neat. I want it.

hmmmmmmm RttE ice cave...Bewilderbeast...Snow Wraiths... totally not references and such...

Flashburn is alive! Good for him

Is it ever revealed why Toothless, the fang-free dragon, was able to find the fire pit and not anybody else? Why destiny?

I love Hiccup’s and the Wodensfang’s conversation, also Toothless’ jealousy of the Wodensfang. But the Wodensfang’s size is weird. Doesn’t he say that Hiccup the First rode him? But Hiccup can tuck him in his waistcoat? What’s up with that?

The crown is really cool. I want that one too.

“Throow uup thee crowwn!” - “Doo youu thiink Ii’m stupiid???” FAVORITE MOMENT, I replayed that for at least three times lol

I also love how they didn’t leave Flashburn behind although he was a wuss. It’s nice that the kids are nice to him.

...aaaand of course Hiccup is immune to Venomous Vorpent venom... Excellinor could’ve just threatened to scratch Fishlegs or Stoick instead??

oh and so THAT’S the famous “Checkmate!” scene??? hmm. I had hoped that there would be a more epic delivery to that one, actually.

okay so the swordfight competition is really, really well written. How everything blurs and boils down to focus for Hiccup in the heat of battle, that’s... really immsersive. I was captivated by that moment. Very well done.

AND HE FACES STOICK WHAAAAAAAAT THIS IS SO GOOOOOOOD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THE WAY HE ASKS HIM ABOUT WHETHER HE WOULD FREE THE DRAGONS FIRST!!! (like Hiccup really doesn’t want to be king,...)

WOW

HICCUP IS KING OF THE WILDERWEST...OR NOT

AAAUUUGHHH STOICK TOO???

Camicazi got a reality check about idolizing Hiccup which is probably for the best

NOOOOOO THEY WERE GONNA KILL ONE-EYE MY FAV

FURIOUS NO WHY DESTROY THE COOL HUT AND THE COOL CASTLE COME OOOOOON

Love how Hiccup draws the dragons’ attention to himself. the only smart move in that craze. The Red Rage having a sort of hypnotising effect was also clearly played at in Httyd 2...now I understand that better. Still, the thought was much better executed in the book imo.

The last scene. Gosh. Best thing ever. Hiccup the outcast, alone in a cave with three dragons. Thank you for saving him, Windwalker. 

WHAT A BOOK. The stakes were awesome. However, yeah...I’m slowly beginning to get annoyed by the plot holes that are clearly only there “because it’s a kids’ book” and “because vikings are stupid”. Why rely on deus ex machina this excessively? A great story needs to build itself up logically, I believe. The first Httyd movie is a good example. The reason why it works so well is because it barely has plot holes. A well outlined story happened to be aided by chance, making it a masterpiece. I wish the books that this kind of solid worldbuilding too.

[henqtic]

JJ MAYBANK AS A BOYFRINED I 

— pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader 

— authors note: i'm thinking about making more of these ( ___ as a bf/gf ) because they’re really fun but i physically can not think of enough to make it one big headcanon post and then just compile them onto one post with the links 

so what i did here is a new sort of layout/style for me <3

— masterlist. // taglist form. // request works.

jj maybank is definitely the type of boyfriend to give you random updates about what’s going on in his life and what he’s doing completely unprovoked — and no, it’s not important things ... just one’s that hold absolutely no importance 

october 3 — 8:12am  ˳·˖✶

jj <3: i ran out of toothpaste 👎🏻

you sent an image kissing a full tube of toothpaste

you: couldn't be me 

jj <3: 🖕🏻🖕🏻

october 3 — 2:34pm  ˳·˖✶

jj<3: i just stole a pineapple from popes fridge 

you: ok? 

jj <3 added a “thumbs down” reaction  

october 3 — 4:50pm  ˳·˖✶

jj <3: i just stubbed my toe on BOAT METAL 

you: haha

jj <3: woooooow 

i was getting on the boat to come see you since you live so far but since you and the boat are so rude 

i'm not going to. 

you: lol 

are you crying :((

fine i’m sorrt !!

* sorry

october 3 — 5:02pm  ˳·˖✶

you: okay just ignore me 🙄🙄🤚🏽🤚🏽

jj <3 added a “thumbs up” reaction  

you: 😕😕

come oooooon i kinda miss your presence ig

forgot my parents weren’t over guess i’ll go take a shower or bath or anything that involves me being naked and alone …

jj <3: did i forget to tell you i was five minutes away?

you: WOOOOOOW 

october 3 — 5:20pm ˳·˖✶

jj: i’m washing my hair with your shampoo rn

“can you stop that already ?? i thought you were turning on music!!” you softly swatted at his back turned to you after seeing the notification pop up on your misted screen, unamused as he started shaking with laughs. 

“i was, just thought it would be nice to tell you first,” he shrugged with a downturned smile, finally playing something and throwing his phone on one of the towels resting on the counter — turning to you with a grin that screamed “i'm super bad at attempts to be funny but i have a smile that makes me look good doing it”

“oh shut up maybank—”

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[wannabedonnasheridan]

wrote this a couple months ago and simply couldn't keep this just for myself. By the way, that's probably the first and last time i'm writing. Who knows?

Thanks to Connor Brashier for being himself and to the Mamma Mia movies for making me want such an amazing life.

*english os not my first language, sorry for any mistakes!*

FLUFF - based on an amazing dream :)

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"Lay all your looooove oooooon meeeeeee" I sing at the top of my lungs. "What are you singing, bubs?" Connor asks me, coming from our bedroom only on his shorts. "Lay all your love on me, by ABBA. But the version from the Mamma Mia movie, so it's a duet. Mind joining me on this little karaoke moment?" I say, putting my arms around his neck "You know I'd love to continue listening to your beautiful voice, but I'm afraid I don't know the rest of your song" he answers me, which makes me pull away from our little hug and look straight into his eyes with a confused expression. "What do you mean 'I don't know the song'? They sang in Mamma Mia" "Okay, but why do I have to know a song from a movie I've never watched before?" he tells me, making me stare at him, shocked. "You've never seen Mamma Mia?" I ask, confusion running through my head. "Well no... what's the big deal about it?" he says, chuckling lightly at my facial expression "Except for the fact it's one of the best musicals ever made and one of your 2 years girlfriend's favorite movie? Nah, nothing much." I exclaim, causing him to become confused suddenly. "Oh, I knew you like it, but not so much" he scratches the back of his neck, probably not knowing how to react over my little 'show' "Oh lord, I failed as a girlfriend..." I whisper disappointed. "Obviously not bub... you are perfect for me. I love you despise everything" Connor says, approaching me. He pecks my lips and engulfes me into a hug. "Wait" I suddenly said, looking into his eyes "if you haven't watched mamma mia yet, lets change it now for our relationship's sake! Go pop some popcorn and grab some drinks, I'm gonna put on the movie!" I exclaim. He soon makes his way to the couch with our snacks so we can start watching it. "Prepare yourself, your life will never be the same!" I smirk slightly, making him laugh "If you say so..." he says and kisses the top of my head. I press start and the movie begins. After its two hours of duration, Connor and I are cuddled on the couch still amazed by what we've seen. "Sooooo..." I sit up and start " what do you think?" "It's a really good movie, actually" he says, looking at me "the songs, the performances and the storie are really creative and fit a lot together. But in the end we don't know who is Sophie's dad? I wanted to know SO MUCH." "Yeah, we don't know who is the real father, but let's analyse: she wanted her dad and found three possibilities that she loved. Why would she need a physical comprovation of something that was already great to her?" "That's true... oh also: she didn't marry Sky? Wasn't it the thing she wanted, like, the most?" "She ends up not marrying Sky because they decided to live their lives together and explore the world before they became a real couple. That's actually really nice to think about" I say, closing my eyes to think "You decide not to do something so responsible and end up having more teenager years. It's a great situation." I finish my own thought and see him admiring me. "What?" "Nothing, just thinking how you drift off talking about your perspective of the movie. It means a lot to you, doesn't it? he asks, holding my hand "It does... to be honest, I wanted to be Sophie when I was little. I was 8 by the time the movie came out, so I got amazed by how soon she found and decided to travel around the world with her love. It still buzzes me sometimes, how lucky she is. Lived in Greece, litteraly PARADISE, found love, didn't marry him but decided to realise her dream accompanied by him. I would do the same, except I would also want the marriage part" i say and chuckle a little. We stay quiet for a few seconds, Connor holding my hand and with a serious expression. He seemed to be deep in his thoughts. "Marry me" he says, out of nowhere. "Excuse me?" I say shocked and confused by the sudden action. "You want to have a life like Sophie, right? Then marry me. Marry me and we will travel around the world together, as a real couple" he calmly says, still sitting cross legged in front of me. "Yeah, but

I can wait until you're ready too. You don't have to do this just because of a stupid and old dream." I tell him, being honest from the bottom of my heart. I knew C was the one, but what if he wasn't so sure? "Bubs, this is not stupid. If you want or wanted to, it's important to me. I know you're the one and that someday I want to be able to call you my wife." he drops to one knee and grabs both of my hands "Make me the happiest and luckiest man on earth and marry me." "Connor..." i say, trying to keep my tears away "we are just so young! I am not saying I don't want to because trust me, I do. I mean, we are finishing college and your work with Shawn is just getting started. Maybe we should simply wait some years. I don't mind." I state. Connor thinks for a minute and stares at me again. "But I do mind. Bubs, I will eternally want and try to do whatever makes your beautiful smile appears on your pretty face" he cups my cheeks "If college is the problem, let's just wait until it ends: you graduate next year, we have a whole year to prepare. Then, we are gonna spend the next year travelling and meeting the world, no jobs and no worries. Shawn and our friends will be waiting for us, I guarantee you. So what do you say?" I think for some seconds and realize that the chance of realizing one of my biggest dreams with the boy I loved the most was face to face to me. I guess it's pretty obvious. "Yes. A thousand times yes!" I smile and hug Connor tightly "So, are we enganged yet?" "Not yet, I have to do something more special and beautiful, after all that's what you deserve." He says while grabs both of my hands again "Right after you graduate, I am gonna drop to one knee and propose properly. I promise." "That's okay with me, my soon to be husband" i whisper the last part in his ear, feeling his neck shiver under my hands. "Okay, I guess that's my favorite nickname ever" C says while pushes my to the couch and lies on me. A little squish of surprise leaves my mouth, and i start laughing. "C, we still have to watch the second movie" i say and try to get up, but he pushes me to the couch once more "Con, I am serious, let me put the DVD. I haven't seen young Donna's journey in ages" i tell him, making him laugh at my seriousness. "Okay, i'll let you go my soon to be wife." I put the DVD on and hop into the couch on top of Connor. He wraps his arms around my hips and kisses my temple gently. "I love you bubs" he whispers. "I love you more C." I whisper back, pecking his lips. The movie starts and, after some minutes, I hear Connor calling my name. "Yes, bubs?" I say, turning my head to face him. "Do Sophie and Sky end up having a baby after their trip? Because I would enjoy exercising for one a couple of days during our trip. Every night, maybe?" I keep looking at him with an interrogative expression, but when i get what he had just said, I can't help but roll my eyes and laugh. "You're impossible!"

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[ablackfangirlwrites]

New neighbor

1 2 3 4 5

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.” You said looking at keigo from across the table

“Honestly me either…"he joked take a sip of his water

The air between you went back to being awkward

Somehow this date was going everyway but the way keigo planned

The two of you had so much chemistry

Yet it was no where to be seen now

"Soooo….hows school?” Keigo tried to bring up a conversation

“Its nice…busy…”

“Oh…”

The night was going just like that

You didnt know why you were so nervous

“This is like the first date ive been in…a while im usually a better time than this.”

Keigo averted his eyes,“same…as you know im way more charming then this.”

“I wouldn’t say all of that.” You joked

“Theres that pretty smile.” He flirted

You just rolled your eyes, “please.”

“I can’t lie..maybe thats why you got me so nervous you look really pretty today…as usually.”

Hawks said giving you a smile

You shook your head, “well you clean up very nice too.”

The two of you went into a more comfortable silence

"Can I ask you something?" You asked him

"Yeah shoot." Keigo said stuffing his face with food

You couldn't help but laugh he was so strange

"Why are you a hero anyway?" You had to ask it was the one thing that had been on your mind for so long

"Hmm?"

"Like what made you decide that being a hero was what you wanted to do?"

Keigo was silent for a moment

"I feel like it would be basic to just say because I wanted to help people but when it comes down to it thats why I started this."

"Oh-"

"But dont get me wrong my view has chanced a bit since me wanting to be one as a child-if im honest with you kid its more about me trying to fix the system now."

That answer wasnt exactly what you were expecting

"But thats enough about me," keigo said, "how come you hate heros so much?"

"I dont hate heros."

"Yet when you found out I was one you were ready to put as much distance between us as possible."

You rolled your eyes, "....its no reason really.."

"Oh come oooooon." He insisted

You sighed, "ill just....ill...just say its probably in my best interest to away from them"

"Yet your hear with me." He smiled

You gave him a weak smile back,"Yet I am."

“Hey you wanna get out of here?” Hawks asked all of a sudden

You frowned, “dates over already?”

“No way I wanna show you something.” 

your raised your eyebrow, “I’m not sure I wanna see it.” 

Keigo laughed, “It’s gonna be cool I’ll get the check.” 

You watched Keigo get up and wondered what he had in mind 

the date wasn’t the best so far but you had a little hope that maybe he had something up his sleeve to turn it around 

“Let’s go Y/n,” Keigo called out 

When the two of you got out of the restaurant Keigo stepped in fount of you  

“Do you trust me?” He asked you suddenly

you frowned at his sudden question, “no.” 

“Well can you trust me for a few seconds?” 

“ughhhh-” 

“Oh come on live a little kid. He said with a wide smile never leaving his face

“okay but, stop calling me kiiiid!"

Before you knew it Keigo pulled you closer and took off into the air making you scream

for some reason it had never acurd to you that he was going to fly 

and it was in that moment that you realized you had a fear of hights

"Ohmygoshkeigoputmedown!" You screamed

You heard keigo laughing and you wanted to punched him

But you were too scared to let your tight grip on him go

"Y/n open your eyes."

"No."

"Come on."

"No!"

"You're supposed to be trusting me right now."

"A real stupid decision on my part."

"Kid I landed you can let me go and open up your eyes"

"Stop calling me kid," you snapped at him opening up your eyes

Just as you opened your eyes you saw the view

He had bought the two of you to a skyscraper

"Its beautiful!" You said

"It would be super corny if I said something like no you are right?"

You turned to look him, "Yeah, it would."

"Then I wont say it....but ill think it."

You playfully hit him

"I figured id make up for the awkward dinner with some decent sight seeing." He told you

"Well I am impressed."

"Y/n..." keigo said your name seriously

"Hmm?"

You turned only to seek him closer than before

"I really like you y/n...but you knew that already."

"Keigo.."

He was close enough to kiss you

And believing he was leaning in you closed your eyes

"Welp this date has been fun." Keigo said suddenly making you flutter your eyes open

"We should get home."

You were a bit shocked, but you didn't want him to know how embarrassed you just were, "oh you're right..."

Keigo would fly the two of you back to your apartment

"I had a nice time, y/n. We should do it again."

This time keigo was close enough to kiss you again

And he was leaning in you were sure of it

You subconsciously held your breath this time

But just before your lips could connect keigo smiled, "ill see you later kid."

Leaving you confused and alone in the hallway

[stayforya]

AIRPLANE | JUNG HOSEOK

member: jung hoseok

genre: fluff!au

words: 5.0k

summary: how many hours in a plane are enough for someone to become special in your life?

a/n: hey, guys, while writing this I got inspired by a book I once read called “the statistical probability of love at first sight”, by jennifer e. smith, so I’m leaving this here as a recommendation :)

you were nervous

it was a huge paradox: you love to travel, but getting on a plane is not the best experience

since you were excited and nervous, you arrived at the airport two hours before your flight

of course, because of that, you had absolutely nothing to do unless scroll through your phone and wait

the trip was happening because you got fired, let’s be real here

the money you saved was enough to do something you always wanted: go far away and spend a couple weeks getting to know a completely different place

you were exhausted

not only because you got fired, though

but mainly because you worked so hard during last year, taking the job for granted

and you had no idea what to do next

that’s why travelling was a great idea

you found flight tickets for a nice price and you just clicked the “buy” button, without a second thought

when you heard the calling for your flight, you got up quickly and got ready

chills down the spine

ok, you don’t have to be so nervous, you tried to convince yourself

thankfully the process was fast

you had no time to think because when you blinked you were already in the plane 

“excuse me, miss”, the flight attendant caught your attention

“yes?”

“good news. you just got an upgrade to the business class!”, she smiled

you couldn’t smile

it was quite confusing

“huh, I’m sorry?”

she showed you a sweet smile

“please, follow me”

you just did what she said

she led you through another door and there you were

the business class!

the flight attendant was clearly happier than you

you were still confused

“what are the odds...?”, you meant to ask yourself but it came out loud

“oh, it happens more than you think. here is your seat, miss”, she said, “feel free to call us if you need anything”

“thank you so much”, you answered, trying to assimilate what was happening

there was a menu with so many types of food and drinks and you had to pre-order your main meals

there was even a hot wet towel? nice

you started to touch the buttons to see what they did

the seat became a bed and you were impressed

you only saw it in movies, not in real life

ok, but what were the odds?

you saved so much money by buying a ticket to the economy class

and you ended up in the business class

while trying to put your seat back to normal, someone sat by your side

the same flight assistant brought him with the same bright smile she gave you

“thank you”, you heard him saying

you didn’t mean to look but you did 

oh you should have lifted the panel that gives privacy for both of the passengers before

now he would notice

you didn’t know if it was ok to just do it

is it rude to hide yourself right when the flight buddy sits?

no, you should wait a bit

he didn’t say hi or anything but you were kind of watching his moves

he sat there, took his phone, read something

from that angle you couldn’t see his face that much because he would definitely notice you were looking at him

but come on what else would you had to do? 

oh, watch a movie, yeah

suddenly someone brought you a champagne glass out of nowhere

you never drank champagne in the middle of the morning before

but when you drank the last drop, the first bad part of flying started 

the flight was taking off

you were trembling

you left the glass by your side, otherwise you’d drop it 

the guy by your side noticed you trying to do some breathing exercises

inhale, exhale

you closed your eyes

inhale, exhale

it didn’t take too long, though

and when the plane was plan in the air

you opened your eyes and the guy by your side was staring at you

a little bit surprised? or worried? or maybe thinking “what is this crazy girl doing?”

your eyes met his and you felt your cheeks burning

“sorry, are you okay?”, he asked you

his voice

hm how to describe it?

he was a little bit worried

your heart was yet racing because of the take off instability

the bad parts of flying, for you, were always the take off time and the turbulence

“yes, yes, I’m fine, thank you”

he didn’t believe, though

probably because your face said it all

whenever you felt scared, it was like your soul came out your body and your face was blank

no sign of life 

“are you sure?”, he was really worried

 “thank you”, you didn’t answer ‘yes’

trying to come back to normal, you just drank the rest of champagne at once

“it’s just that”, you started speaking and he immediately payed attention, “I like travelling but the flight is always scary”

you smiled to break the ice

he also smiled and that definitely broke the ice

“do you travel a lot?”, he opened a bottle of water and looked at you

“I wish”

“it’s fun, but nothing like coming back home”

“so you travel a lot”, you assumed

now that the conversation started, you were interested in talking

plus, it was distracting you

and the rest of the people were using earphones so you both probably weren’t disturbing anyone

he shrugged

“working, yes. for fun, not always”

“and this time, is it for fun?”

the corner of his lips lifted

“yeah”, he looked down

you didn’t know what else to say so you just looked anywhere else

“actually my sister is getting married”

it was meant to be a quick chat, now you were starting to listen about his family

and the best part: you were interested 

“tomorrow?”

“yeah, I guess I’ll arrive a few hours before the wedding”

“wow, just in time, right?”, you said

he agreed

“and you?”

“me?”

“is there any special reason why you’re flying for so many hours?”

“hm... is ‘having fun while I can after I got fired’ a good reason?”

he got surprised

“yes, of course. you’re making a good thing out of a bad thing”

“trying to”

“you’ll like it there. will it be your first time in south korea?”

you nodded, “I want to visit some other countries while I’m in asia. any tips?”

“oh, I actually have a lot. do you really wanna listen?”

you looked at the hour on the screen in front of you

“I guess I have time”

he was really into it

he traveled a lot in his life

and you were amazed by that

most of his trips happened because he needed to work

but he had so many tips about the countries you were planning to visit that you were sure he also had a lot of fun (at least in your standards)

you spent almost an hour talking

he was actually a fun person

easygoing

you were sure he was the kind of person that would never be a square peg

he must fit everywhere because he has stories

he was captivating

and passionate about what he was talking about

when you asked him anything or made fun of something, he listened and laughed

maybe he was around your age? a little older?

you didn’t know and asking that would be weird

but he was young and free, you could see that

you two only stopped talking when the food arrived

it was already lunch time

and you were actually hungry

“oh this looks amazing”, you were thinking out loud

“I agree”

“lucky me for this upgrade”

he looked at you confused

you explained

“I wasn’t meant to be here, the flight attendant told me I got this upgrade. apparently it happens often”

“really? that’s really lucky. lucky us”, he laughed, joking 

lucky us

what

you started laughing

cause you finally got it

what are the odds of you getting an upgrade and ending up sitting by this guy’s side and having company during the flight AND collecting so many tips for you travel

amazing

you ate in silence and after finishing you felt awkward

were you supposed to start talking again or was the conversation over?

you’d have to come up with a subject

not that you didn’t have, since you had a lot to ask him

but you just sat there and looking for a movie to watch

someone brought the dessert

and it was delicious

you thanked heavens again for the opportunity

“what are you watching?”, he asked, leaving the phone behind

“hm? oh, anything fun. do you have any recommendation?”

“none. you?”

“about to find out”

he started searching for movies in the list on his screen

and you two somehow decided to watch inside out

you didn’t want to recommend it because you thought it would sound a little bit childish

but it didn’t

and you started watching, not saying anything

you tried to glance at him

and he was literally s l e e p i n g

the movie barely started

guess what

he slept during the whole movie

and you weren’t in the mood for a nap 

so you finished it fully 

after a few hours he woke up

“good morning”, you were joking

“what”

“just kidding. it’s still 4pm”

“oh I slept for three hours?”

“I think so”

he started moving slowly

“I’m just tired, I swear I like this movie”

you giggled

“chocolate?”, you handed him your chocolate bar

he took it, his fingers touching yours slightly, and ate a piece

you didn’t want to be weird

but uh

it was the first physical contact you two had

as if it mattered

but still

ANYWAYS

“this one’s good”

then your hand trembled

not because you were feeling like

but because the whole plane was trembling

come on, come oooooon

a turbulence at this time?

come. on. 

it was supposed to be your lucky day, wasn’t it

you couldn’t help but shrink your whole body on the chair

closing your eyes

you heard someone saying something

you also heard the voice of the boy by your side

but you couldn’t understand

you were talking to yourself in your mind to focus on something else

because the plane was shaking by the way

the only thing you could think of was

you were about to die

“hey, hey”, the voice was closer now

it was louder than your thoughts because it was close

“it’s fine, look at me”

you opened your eyes slowly

the plane still unstable

people were already getting a little bit scared

it was an instability point, as you heard from the speakers

but there was the guy

“it’s not fine”, you said

“trust me, it is. look. we’re almost arriving”

“you’re lying, there are still many hours to go”

“but we’re closer now. just a few hours to go”

then you realized

the turbulence ended

you just didn’t notice when

but there you were

face to face with that guy

like WHAT

a safe distance would be nice?

so things wouldn’t get awkward

but he wasn’t awkward at all, he was okay

“thank you for this”, you said, breathing properly, “do you want a chocolate bar as reward?” 

he smiled, accepting it

you didn’t have the courage to face him

because after thinking again about your little outbreak

you thought you overreacted

but actually

you just couldn’t contain yourself

you ate in complete silence and even thought about closing the privacy panel

but would it be weird now after so many hours of conversation?

you just ate and started sleeping

it was just a nap

so you woke up one hour and a half later, maybe?

the first thing you saw was the little screen showing the map

and you were almost arriving

two hours to go

and you’d finally be in your destination

you put your hand on your head and feel your hair

messyyyy

wth

you tied it again

“oh hi”

you looked at him immediately

you kinda forgot he was still there

your mind was still kinda sleepy

he was lying there while watching inside out

“oh, now you’re watching it”, you said

“I felt bad to leave you watching by yourself”

you wanted to laugh, but he had a sweet expression on

and you were like

trying to understand what was going on

and then 

out of nowhere

your heart was pounding a bit faster

“look at you”, you giggled and stopped looking at him to start paying attention to the screen

since it was night already

it was dark, thankfully

“you know what I was thinking”, he started

and your heart was hammering again

“I didn’t even ask your name”, he finished

the way he said every single phrase

was so gentle, like

you could tell he was nice to every single person he met in life

it was his personality and you got to notice it just by knowing him for hours

“y/n”

“I’m hoseok”

“hoseok”, you repeated

“hoseok”, he repeated

and it was awkward but funny at the same time

you two laughed

“so, did you like the movie?”

“yeah, it actually hit me deeper than I thought”

you nodded, “that’s what I love about animations”

“we should watch another one”

“hm, but do we have enough time?”

he looked at the screen

less than two hours

“well...”, he looked disappointed

“tell me what else you like to do”, you asked out of nowhere

since using the last hours just to watch a movie wasn’t an option

you wanted to get to know him

so your whole lucky day story would be complete

getting an upgrade, eating well during the whole flight, arriving at your destination and meeting a nice stranger

“I like to talk to strangers”, he answered, already smiling

there was something about his smile

his eyes turned into ^^

and all his face became bright

from the gentle smile to the loud laugh

“come on, I already know this”

“but”, he lifted his index finger, “this is the first time I actually click with a stranger”

you looked at him for a moment

“oh, thank you, now I feel special”

he giggled and you couldn’t help but do the same

“and what about you?”

“what? if I also click with strangers?”

“no”, he laughed, “what else do you like to do?”

“I like to travel, but I couldn’t do it for a long time”

“because of work?”, he payed attention

“yeah. I liked my job a lot, but I was becoming a workaholic, you know? and even though I was very sad about being fired, it felt like a sign. as if it was time to risk something”

he was still looking at you while you spoke your mind freely

“you sound courageous”, he said

you wanted to laugh out loud

“I may sound like this, but I’m not. come on, I was about to cry over a turbulence”

“I have to agree with the last part, but”, he paused, “I’m talking about the way turned a bad thing into a good thing”

you shrugged, “I hadn’t noticed this”

“you know, I...”, he paused, thinking, “while you’re in korea, we could meet. I mean, I could be a travel guide”

he sounded shy for the first time

“do you live in seoul?”

“I do”, he answered

“then, of course we can meet! I mean, I know no one in this country. expect for you now”

he smiled, not looking at you

you also didn’t look at him, not knowing what to say 

there were actually many questions you’d like to ask

but it’s complicated when you’re in this level

you’re not a stranger, but still a stranger

you’re not the curious type of person

but there was something about hoseok that made you curious

you wanted to know more about him

what are his interests

how is his relationship with his sister

does he like dogs or cats

what does he do for living, his job

does he like mint chocolate or does he think it tastes like toothpaste

who’s his favorite artist 

what are his hobbies

and many other questions your mind created that you could ask at that moment but you weren’t close enough to make them

but did you need to be close enough to make them? 

don’t people become closer by asking what they wanna know?

you looked at the screen and it was now focusing on south korea’s map, since you were almost arriving

hoseok was always about to say something, but he didn’t

he moved, drank water, coughed

maybe he noticed how absorbed in your own thoughts you were and he didn’t want to bother

would you see him again?

you ended up taking a nap and when you woke up you saw hoseok was also sleeping

he only woke up when the voice on the speakers said you should be ready for landing

the weird thing is that you couldn’t face him

because you had a dream

during the nap

????

and he was there

in your dream

was your mind tricking you or-

anyways

you focused on getting ready to leave and he did that too

when both of you were standing to get out

he said

“so, enjoy south korea”

you looked at him

“is the travel guide's proposal still up?”, you asked

nothing to lose, right?

he smiled, looking down and looking at you again

“definitely”, his hands took something out of his pocket, “here. save your number on my phone and I’ll call you”

he handed you the phone and you took it

carefully

putting your name and number on it

and making sure it was saved

the process at the airport is always tiring

after you got out of the plane, you didn’t see hoseok again

he walked to an opposite direction so you couldn’t say bye again

but yeah

you were pretty much excited about finally landing

after finding your suitcase, you needed to find your way home 

it wasn’t that difficult

after you got internet, everything was easier

plus, south korea was amazing

technological and historical at the same time

you were excited about everything you could do

when you arrived at the place you were staying, the first thing you did was to take a shower

the flight was long

and the feeling was that the time rushed

because of time zone, the flight seemed longer than it actually was

as if the time flew by

thankfully you took some naps 

you washed your hair

put on clean clothes

talked to friends through and family through the phone

and when you were about to go out to eat something and see the neighborhood, your phone rang

and rang

and rang

until you found it in your purse and saw the unknown number

“hello?”, you answered, wondering who it could be

“y/n? oh, you gave me the right number”

he sounded relieved

it was hoseok, you recognized his voice

“why would I give you the wrong one?”, you smiled

“just in case I was dangerous”, he joked

“ok, maybe now I’m worried”

he laughed out loud

and it was contagious

“trust me, I’m nice”

“so, anything happened?”

you didn’t understand why he was already calling you

just three or four hours ago you two were together in the plane

“I can’t meet you today to show you around, you know, the travel guide’s proposal”

“that’s okay, I’ll do it by myself”

“but I have another proposal”

“hm?”, you stopped walking

what was he planning

ok, were you trusting this guy too much?

“don’t you wanna come to my sister’s wedding?”

you gasped

“a wedding?”

“the one I told you, remember? do you want to be my date?”

DATE????

date?

d a t e?

you started to hyperventilate

ok ok ok wait

think straight

what are the chances of hoseok being a bad guy who wants to kill you

no, he was so nice to you

he wouldn’t be a bad guy, would he?

“look, we just met”

“I know”

“and I don’t know anyone in the wedding”

“you know me”

“but your family”

“they told me to bring a date if I had one”

“what?”

“listen, y/n, I travel a lot and I’m finally spending a good time here at home, so they’re okay with anything. they just want to see me and I want to see them. I also want to bring you with me”

“what are your real plans, hoseok?”

you knew stuff about hoseok that you didn’t know about people from your previous job you used to see every single day

so maybe time wasn’t a big deal, right?

the hours you spent together were more useful than days with someone else

“just to continue the good time we’ve spent earlier”

you sighed

“I don’t think I have clothes...”

“anything is fine. you don’t have to be fancy”

“ok, I’ll just- ok”

“do you need anything?”

“I don’t think so”

“send me your location and I’ll find you in two hours”

“fine, I’ll keep the police on stand by”, you joked using a serious tone

he didn’t answer for a moment

“you know you don’t have to”

“see you, hoseok”

and you hung up on him

you laughed by yourself

probably because the situation was funny

but also because you were nervous

a wedding?

what kind of clothes did people use for weddings in korea?

you just googled ideas and with pinterest unconditional help it didn’t take that long to find a nice look on your clothes

lucky you for bringing versatile stuff for every kind of situation when traveling

you did it all by yourself

of course, in a couple hours hoseok would be by your door

so you tried your best on you hair and make up

and the final look wasn’t that bad, it was actually pretty fine

you were feeling good

when hoseok sent you a message

you went out to wait for him, who was already there

he was driving and you saw him from the window

his smile said it all

“hey”, you opened the door, getting in, “why are you smiling like this?”

“I don’t know, I just can’t believe you accepted my proposal”

“neither do I. I don’t usually go out with strangers”

he laughed

“I’m happy, then, cause I’m not a stranger anymore at this point”

you shrugged, agreeing 

“you look very beautiful”, he said carefully, choosing the words and choosing the tone

you found that cute

“you too”

“so, you don’t have to be shy around everyone, okay?”

“it’s impossible, I don’t even know them”

“they know I’m bringing a date”

“be honest, when will you pay for my service?”

he looked at you surprised

you laughed at his face

when you arrived at the place, you were

1. happy for the clothes you chose, because you were just like the other people

2. amazed by the place

if people would dress as fancy as the place asked for, you’d feel horrible by your look

but thankfully they were all dressing just like you

elegant but not too much

you didn’t know if you should hold hoseok’s arm and he didn’t know if he should offer his arm

so you just held your purse and kept walking by his side

he was talking to you all the time, probably to make you feel comfortable

there was a room you two walked in

you didn’t know what that was

but as soon as you got in

your eyes were glowing by the beauty of the bride

she was sitting, some people congratulating her

there was also a woman and a man next to her

hoseok’s parents, maybe?

you were so embarrassed for being there not even knowing her or her future husband

she smiled at you two and hoseok rushed to hug them

he hugged his sister and said something that made her smile

and then hugged his parents

“you look gorgeous”, he said to his sister

“so this is my... close friend”

everyone in the room looked at you

“y/n, right?”, his sister asked and you got closer

did he tell everyone your name already?

well, she should know the name of everyone who would come

“yes, nice to meet you. congratulations on your wedding!”

“thank you. I’m glad you two are here. these are my mother and my father”

you greeted them too

your face was burning

you felt it getting hotter

because the bride was about to make her entrance, you and hoseok went to the main hall to find your places

he greeted some people here and there

and you were just trying to keep the smile on

the groom was standing, waiting for his bride

there was a long, long time since you had been on a wedding

it was good to see people celebrating love

you were a little bit hopeless about your own love life

but it was refreshing to see other couples in love

“are you okay?”, he asked

“yeah. your family is just like you”

“how?”, he was interested

“easygoing”

“thanks. I’m like this because of them”

you looked around

people were happy

and you were too

even not knowing everyone well

(except for hoseok)

it felt good to celebrate love

and when the bride walked in

beautiful

glowing

you saw hoseok’s eyes full of tears

tears of joy, you could tell

you just didn’t know what to do

but then

before even thinking

your hand reached his

and both of you

just like everyone else

watched her on the aisle, going to her future husband

and he was emotional too

the whole ceremony made you feel warm

your heart was so full by experiencing that moment that you didn’t even feel tired after that long flight

you were focusing only at the moment

hoseok didn’t let go of your hand after you touched his when he was emotional

and you were okay with that

but when the two of you stood up

it was awkward to keep holding it, so you just let go 

and regretted immediately 

the party was good

after all the important parts of the ceremony

it was food time and dance time

which were your favorite parts, to be honest

hoseok was making sure you eat well

but since you were sitting at the same table as his family

you were a little bit shy

but come on you were hungry

and they didn’t care at all, everyone was eating so well

you did the same and he smiled at you

patting your shoulder from behind the chair

his sister and her husband were the first ones from the table who stood up to dance

a lot of people were doing the same

so hoseok came closer to you and said

“wanna dance with me?”

you looked at his hand standing between you two

“don’t expect much”, you said

he smiled and carried you to the center of the hall

the song was slow and romantic

so you didn’t know what to do at first

touching him still made your fingers electrify

by the way he was so careful 

you could say he felt the same

but then his arms found their way to your waist 

and your arms found their way to his shoulders

those movements made you stay the closer since you met him

your faces could even touch depending on the dance move

hoseok danced naturally and you just followed his steps

you felt his smell

the one coming from the clothes and the one coming from the hair

you closed your eyes and rested your head on his

“lucky me”, he said, so softly you wouldn’t hear if his lips weren’t close to your face

you smiled

“crazy me”, you made him burst into laughter

you were starting to love his laugh to your stupid jokes

a few hours later, you were in front of your door 

your home in seoul for the next days 

the wedding started early, so it wasn’t too late when you two arrived in front of your place

but there weren’t many people walking around

the lights of the city illuminated you

he was leaning on the car

and you were in front of him

“thank you for this”, you said

“I’m glad you had fun”

“definitely not how I imagined my first day here, but 100% better than what I planned”

“sorry for not being able to show you around”

“I guess we still have some days to do this”

“are you free?”

“just call me whenever and we’ll meet”

he looked down after a smile appeared on his face

trying to hide it, but failing

“look, I don’t know the chances of us meeting on the same plane”

“if I didn’t get an update, I’d be there, but not by your side”

it was crazy to think how many possibilities exist

if you did one thing differently, you’d never meet someone

you’d never get the job

you’d never travel

you’d never live some experiences

the other possibilities could have happened

but they didn’t

what made that one happen?

how do we choose things not knowing where they’ll lead us

and they end up taking us to places we can’t imagine

all of these thoughts were going on your heads when you two were staring at each other

you weren’t smiling anymore

he walked to you

and you looked at him nonstop

until your hands were on his hands

and his lips on yours

slowly kissing

feeling the electricity of the touch

you knew that kissing him was a choice that would lead somewhere

you just didn’t know where

who knows?

when you stopped kissing

your noses still touching

looking at each other’s eyes

you two smiled

“was this your original plan when you called me?”

“no, but I’m plenty happy about that call”

you kissed him again

it felt even better

“so...”

you could feel his breath

you knew so much about him after all the conversations

and a lot yet to be known

“see you?”, you asked

“I’ll be waiting”

[themarvelhorse]

Empathy for the Devil Re-Read: Chapter 7

It’s the final countdown! (but not really cause this is only Part Oooooone)

Doo-dee-doo-doo

Flash gave her a chance. And then after everything she’d done, knowing that darkness in her better than anyone, he told her that she’d deserved a second. It was why she’d defend the kid in everything⁠—

The goodest of good boys.

He really is like a hobbit. Lil’ chubby, wants to help his friends but feels too powerless to be able to, believes the good in folks and gives them a chance. He's a cinnamon roll of the highest order.

Twilight being a parallel of the person who never really gave Flash closure.

Huh... Flash DID want to come to the pony party... is he really not over her? I know he probably wants to be considered part of the squad at least, but maybe he IS looking for closure. Maybe he wants to move on with Timber but can't.

WHAT IF HE GOES AND HE FINDS THE PONY VERSION OF HIMSELF 

GUARDING PRINCESS TWILIGHT

WHAT IF PRINCESS TWI AND PONY FLASH ARE DATING

Get it over with, Shimmer. You’ve got this. Friendship is magic and whatever.

But also like, you know you can't force it right? Sure there's merit in forcing yourself into a thing and then going along with it, and having it be more real as you go along, but like, don't turn this into another Wallflower.

...trip with Princess Celestia to Thicket, the kingdom of the deer.

COMIC CANON

IT'S THERE

THAT MEANS THIS GUY HERE COULD BE THE GOOD KING SOMBRA VER. THAT CELESTIA IS IN LOVE WITH OR A VARIATION THEREOF.

CONSPIRACY THEORY TIME 

WHAT IF THIS PRINCIPAL CELESTIA IS THE REAL CELESTIA AND THEY SWAPPED FOR A TIME OR SOMETHING 

I DUNNO I WAS THERE FOR A LIVE VOICE ACTOR PANEL AT BRONYCON AND THEY VOICE ACTED A STORY ABOUT THAT 

REBECCA SHIOCHET WAS THERE AND NICOLE OLIVER AND ALUMX AS THE OTHER CELESTIA IT WAS GREAT

I'm sorry that's kinda less relevant but now you know where this idea came from

I know it’s pretty out there, but what if they did just switch for a time long enough for Celestia and Sombra to figure out how to handle this whole magic affecting the school thing? And it’s secretly Sunset’s Celestia looking out for her for the last year she’d be at school?

That’d be nice

But really it wouldn’t make as much sense or be fair to the other students. Then again, this Celestia might know pony-Twilight well enough to understand what SciTwi is going through and be able to help better.

Uh, well, music is kind of more my thing. And baking. Sometimes knitting. Um. I’m not really a sports guy.” He winced, pushing his mouth to the side. “I guess you can sort of tell, huh?”

Absolutely precious boy. Must protect at all costs.

Well, that, and you’re both big gay dorks.” Saying it out loud brought the connection together in her mind, and she frowned. “Wait, does that mean I have a type?”

Sunset taking the words out of everyone's mouths.

Also yes Sunny, yes you do. You like the adorkable cinnamon rolls that make you want to make the world a better place.

Rainbow Dash lost the remainder of her mind

Absolutely love this bit too

“Somebody score a goal! You’re killing me over here! Wait, no, not the other team—not the other team! I shouldn’t have to say that!”

You jinxed it

Hollow Shades Bats

Chant it with me boys and gals and nonbinary pals! - “STOP THE BATS. STOP THE BATS. MAKE THEM GO AND NOT COME BACK”

Honestly Fleetfloot is the real MVP. Like the Carey Price of soccer.

The rest of their friends joined after that, and the home crowd picked it up fast. Soon, half a hundred voices barked back into the night and Sunset shot Timber two thumbs up.

What a great leader ;)

The song changed over the speakers: a guitar led the charge.

Guitar eh? Makin’ him think of the bf? Also, does Timber really thrive on that kind of support? Essentially what Flash is really good at?

...I’ve ever made besides my dog Spike, but Timber was the first friend I made myself, all on my own. He made it easy.” Flash’s smile melted. “Yeah. He’ll do that.”

I'm so proud. They're so proud too

Guess it can be called gay pride

Sunset’s voice possibly the loudest among them as her fists shot up into the air

Throwing in a lot of pent up emotions there I’m sure.

Rainbow Dash jumped up and down, saying, “I knew you could do it!”

OKAY THERE RAINBOW, SURE YA DID

being treated like the school hero, hoisted up, patted on the back, and splashed with the sports drink from the team’s cooler.

Honestly must be a unique experience for him. He doesn't go to school, or really have the same amount of social interaction that the others do per se. He's a camp counselor sure, but like, that's coordinating and guiding activities and stuff. He kind of lives in a separate world.

I’m a recruiter from Nightfall Reach Military Academy and I must say, you’d make a great soldier…”

Nightfall Reach? Hmm

I'm not familiar with the name... kinda sketchy and ominous...

Remember Reach

...the cat quite literally came phasing through the window from the fire escape and hopped down as if nothing extraordinary happened.

Very cat like. Absolutely gives no shits about it like:

"Yeah I got god powers and bathe myself with my tongue and demand mac and cheese and kisses from mommy. So what?"

...her clothes were a bit loose on Twilight, but not comically so

Sunset would make a good big spoon for the gf. Perfect for cuddling

He waved like the queen, telling passersby, “Thanks! Go Wondercolts!

Like, honestly, I don't think he would've had the chance for this kind of attention. As a counselor, you kinda support everyone else's fun right? It's not about you, its about facilitating the fun. So Tim's got some great opportunities to get the chance to be loved.

Still, even if all the students here were especially sensitive, Sunset frowned. That was a lot of sensitivity…

Surprise! Everyone's got mental health issues and we just don't talk about it or have the opportunity to do it with a pro.

Solstice flinched back to the point that his coffee narrowly avoided a spill, plopping back into his mug.

Oh so he moved half a millimeter?

Lol seriously. What the fuck is water physics. Hot drink physics especially. I take half a step with an open cup and it's fucking everywhere.

No I'm not a bumbling oaf I'm just bullied by Murphy’s Law.

Okay maybe I bumble a little bit  but I also exist in a state of permanent exhaustion so fuck you.

He attempted to steady his hand with the other. “A demon?”

Wallflower had an almost catlike ability to slink past crowds unnoticed, and in this case the girl managed to get to the sign-up sheet in all the commotion. Impressive, really.

She'd make a good spy. JUNIPER, GET ON IT! MAKE HER THE NEXT BOND!

It’s what happens whenever magic turns someone into a dark reflection of themselves, but... you don’t really need to transform into a demon for that.” Sunset’s heart plunged into icy rapids. She thought Wallflower knew she could talk to her friends if she needed help coming to terms with what happened vis-a-vis the Memory Stone. More accurately and importantly, Sunset thought Wallflower already had.

Ayyyy, friends is good and all, but that mitigates the problem only so much

Us demons have to stick together, right?”

I guess you could call that... "Empathy for the Devil"

It sounds like you’ve all been through a lot. That must be hard to deal with.”

What a good guy. I mean, he appears good and I don't want him to be bad. It WOULD be scary to find out that a good counselor is an evil villain.’

I know I’ve generally been on his side for most things, but it wouldn’t just be scary, it would be absolutely terrifying. Imagine that, someone who everyone who goes to and tell their deepest darkest fears and secrets. Shit that someone like Sombra and the Nightmare Forces/Umbrum from the comics (which are canon in this story!) would absolutely thrive on. Convert everyone into a demon. Hell, maybe it did? Maybe that part with Luna earlier was actual foreshadowing? Like this is all CONSPIRACY THEORY shit, but the more I think about it the more I fear it may be true.

Going off of that idea, its not unfounded since therapists and mental health professionals themselves are only human too. They’d be vulnerable to human biases and errors. I recall after some brief research into paranoid delusions, that one patient a therapist had actually managed to convince the therapist what was happening to them was real. It was only a discussion with another therapist that brought them back to reality.

So Solstice could be a true and valid counselor, but he could also be a bad counselor. Bad evil. Which would technically also make him bad-sucky.

You’re allowed to go to different therapists to find one that suits you. But in a school, well... it’s free, and principal-seduced approved, and it’s right there. AND IT’S A MAGIC-SPECIALIZED SERVICE, uniquely suited to the needs of the school. It’s a recipe for disaster. Who knows if even Sunset herself is potentially affected by the Umbrum and doesn’t know it?

...Sunset look feral and at no point did contracting rabies cross her mind as something to be worried about—until now.

Oh myyyy goooood

Seeing her, Flash made a high-pitched whine that didn’t sound too different from the yelp Spike made whenever someone stepped on his tail.

OH MYY GOOOOOOOD

He really is just a sweet lil’ pubby

“Don’t you just love the smell of testosterone and puberty in the morning?”

"Smells like, gay..."

"Someday this year's gonna end."

Twilight gasped. “Timber Brambleton Spruce! Cut class? Cut class?!”

BRAMBLETON

What other middle names are out there? Twilight Star Sparkle? Sunset Dark’ness Dementia Raven Shimmer?

Groaning like he was in serious physical pain, Flash buried his flushed face into his other hand in one large full-body wince. The concern really set in when she noticed his legs shaking in spasms from the knee as if he’d been locked in the walk-in freezer at Sugarcube Corner.

Honestly? What a good portrayal of how horrible this shit feels. Like, something so simple, but the dread and fear and terror just consume you. Gym class fucking sucks. Especially the culture around people who enjoy it vs people who don't and how they both get mixed together.

Really comes out in Bevin’s artwork here too. Twi in Flash’s body makes it so clear that it is in fact Twilight, but Sunset’s embarrassment and outright terror in her stance just

...huge magic disasters on the regular and you all started rushing into danger and it all sort of just caught up with me!

See also: 2020 and drinking problems 

Timber smiled, albeit gently, and held out a hand. “That’s what I’ve been saying. Total hottie!”

Omg

What kind of friend missed all that? “You’ve been that stressed this whole time, and you never talked to me? I would’ve told you you’re fine.”

Friends don't know everything Sunny. That's why they gotta TALK to each other about stuff. Even more, talk to a pro when it's too much.

It clearly messed me up when she left without saying goodbye.

Twi. Princess Twi. Princess of Friendship Twilight Sparkle. Get the fuck back over here. You got more fences to amend.

but I’m no magical pony princess. I’m not eloquent. I’m not graceful. I stumble over myself just trying to get to class. I can’t imagine how someone like me could ever become someone like her,” Twilight said, holding herself. “It hasn’t been easy standing in my own shadow.” ”

LMAO

YOU GOTTA SEE THE OTHER YOU. SHE'S VIRTUALLY NONE OF THOSE THINGS. JUST HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO SAVE THE WORLD.

AKA. SHE GOT LUCKY.

Oh don’t forget blundering!” Timber chimed in. “It’s super cute when you blunder.” It only just occurred to Sunset to wonder if Timber had the same type as her, even though they’d both only ever dated the same two people. So yes, she thought, he absolutely does.

Huehuehue

Wait. Why did any of these folks break up with each other in the first place? Okay yeah Sunset was technically evil, but, still. Okay not evil just had an identity crisis and was being kind of selfish, ingredients for evil and bad.

“Touch those downs.”

FUCK

That's cute. Please let this be their friendship motto saying. Every time they go into magic battle, or take a test, or they know the other's about to get laid, just like:

A fist bump and "Touch those downs"

A small, if shaky smile rose on Flash's face. "Well, it feels pretty good to get all of that out in the open. You know,” he said leaning toward the two of them, “I'd totally recommend it. Emotional openness. Making friends. Having conversations about things. It’s good stuff.” “Tcht. Read you loud and clear.” Timber clapped a hand on Sunset’s shoulder. “Our turn, new best friend.”

YER GODDAMN RIGHT. THERAPIST FRIEND SQUAD ACTIVATE.

Oh no

What if Sunset and the Therapy Squad here have to do mass therapy on an entirely demonized student body/actually powerful army of teenagers, using their combined powers to reach out to everyone?

Psh that’d be too easy though, all ya gotta do is lift up Flash to them and show them all how pure he is and boom. Everyone’s like “daww, can’t be evil where there’s goodness like this in the world.”

Twilight had told her once, cuddled up to her in the aftermath of one, that it wasn’t on her or their friends to cure her anxiety, and as much as Sunset wanted to be her hero, she promised she wouldn’t try to “fix” Twilight. What she could do, though, was to understand what led to it. That in all likelihood included finding out Sunset ditched class and ruined her perfect attendance record.

FUCK YEAH HEALTHY APPROACHES TO MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES.

Friends are excellent startlers. Be very afraid.”

How can you not love this boy.

“I never thought it’d be so rewarding to be behind the camera in the director’s seat, but uh, director’s seat, but uh, don’t tell my Uncle Canter I said that.”

Haha aww, you should totally tell him that tbh, its been made pretty clear by now that talking out in the open with people about how you feel is good. Usually/under reasonable conditions.

Juniper caught on and stopped the footage. “If it’s too much, absolutely let me know. I’ll make the cut. The point is to be true to the students’ real high school experience, not open old wounds. Wallflower thinks it’s healthy. And, well, I’m starting to agree. She doesn’t want to hide from who she became, and if we do this right, maybe it can be cathartic for everyone.”

Daww. She and Wallflower really do make a great pair.

Pretty girls do that.”

They doooooo.

...she had it bad. 

THIRST

Mind if I steal that? It kind of seems like the least I could do is give people a pamphlet when I reshape their entire worldview with demons and magic fights

New potential career? With the help of a resident coffee addict? If it turns out he’s not evil or at least redeemable?

“As far as I can tell, yeah. There’s another Twilight, another Flash Sentry, another Celestia—”

Wait... she KNOWS there's another Flash???

Did... did she date that one too??

I obviously didn’t end up defeating her or taking my place by Celestia’s side like I thought I was destined for, but Twilight figured out how to bring Luna back instead. Worked out way better than any of us ever dreamed. But that’s Princess Twilight for you. She finds a way...”

She winced internally at the tone of her voice. What? Did she think she could have done any better? It worked out for the best without me. And I’m glad it did! Princess Celestia seems so much happier now that she has her sister back—she has a sense of humour now. Who knew she could have one of those?

She didn't have that before either???

Shit... this shit is way more serious than I thought. I guess it could’ve been because of Luna’s return but still. Imagine being raised like that. Like, Sunset seems to have been pretty much raised and groomed under Celestia to be something specific, but how different would things have turned out if her caregiver/parent figure was happier overall?

All the times well-meaning teachers, members of the royal staff, or even guardsponies told her it was too much for her got irritating after a while. She used to be able to shut them up by naturally out-performing her upperclassponies. That was an undeniable fact: Sunset Shimmer was a natural born mage.

Or was it your ability to prove them wrong? Your capacity to succeed against overwhelming odds? In less-than-ideal circumstances? You sure survived alone in the human world here. Fought back against the Dazzlings when the Rainbooms were almost defeated, against yourself and the others putting you down. Was it your resilience that got you through everything?

...where she and Princess Celestia got to spend their days ruling together.

Aww, she wasn't even looking forward to any sort of glory or anything. Just wanted to spend time with a proud mom.

It wasn’t like Sunset hadn’t given any thought to the future. Senior year wouldn’t last forever.

Mmhmmm

THE YEAR, WILL LAST, FOREVER!

WHO KNOWS WHAT HUMAN SUNSET WILL DO, OR WHERE SHE'LL BE

WHAT IF SHE'S FUCKIN DEAD

WHAT IF SHE'S IN NORTHWAY?

WHAT IF SHE'S JUST BABY RN?

WHAT IF SHE’S A STOCK MARKET TRADER WHO’S RICH BUT ALSO LIVES A HOLLOW LIFE?

What if she lives an utterly mediocre existence where she loves nothing, has no hobbies, and is wholly unsatisfied in life?

OH MY GOD WHAT IF SHE’S TRAPPED IN RETAIL HELL?

Or maybe she’s a therapist who needs to literally evaluate what’s wrong with herself?

Only time will tell. Or maybe my continued attempts at guessing will hit something eventually.

Welp, that’s all folks! For now... hope we all make it through this EftD mid-season break. Oh also the pandemic too, that’s a thing. Stay safe, and take care! Be as good to each other as Flash would be to you.

[bnhascribbles]

Genuine

Shindo x Reader

Friends to Lovers, Jealousy, Fluff, Humor, Pining (?)

Words: 2.6K

Warnings: Swearing

“I’m starting to feel a little neglected sitting over here by myself, you know.”  Shindo has to shout to be heard over the rhythmic thwumping of the bass.

“S’not my fault you insist on being so damn boring, Yo.”  You grab his wrist and tug, but he doesn’t budge, still leaning back against the bar counter like his ass is glued to the edge of it.  You scoff and try again, even though you know there’s about a zero-percent chance of it actually doing any good.  “Come oooooon, get up and dance or mingle or do something.  You look like a creepy old man just standing at the bar like this.”

It’s dark, but you don’t need lights to see the way Shindo glowers at you.

“I was up at 4 AM waiting for your flight to land, you know, since you practically begged me to pick you up.  Then while you got to sleep all day, I had to go put in hours at the agency.”  He peers down at his soda, mouth pulled back in a thin line.  “Then, for some reason, I agreed to come out with you and got dubbed the ‘designated sober friend.’  I think I’ve earned the right to be as boring as I want.”

“Blah blah blah, ‘look at me, I’m Shindo Yo and I’m annoyed because someone wants to spend time with me.”  You squat low, peering up at Shindo through the edge of his glass.  At least now he has to look at you, no matter how grumpy he’s pretending to be.  “Don’t act like you aren’t thrilled to have me back.”

“I’d be more excited if you didn’t always insist on being such a pain.”

You purse your lips and wiggle in a little closer.  “You know you love it.”  

Shindo shakes his head, but cracks a smile.  Success.  Not that you’d actually thought he was angry with you.  He just liked pushing your buttons, getting a rise out of you however he could.  It’d always been like that, and you’re more than a little glad to know that the months apart hadn’t changed anything.

You’d be a liar if you said you didn’t want some things to change though.

Brushing off the thought, you stand and order a beer like you’d meant to when you first wandered up to the bar.  Your drink comes quickly and, as you’re taking the first gulp, an evil sort of plan hatches in your jet-lagged brain.

You take a second gulp of beer.  “I’m gonna need another one of these.”  You say, just loud enough for Shindo to hear.

“I’m not carrying you home.”  He says without glancing over, seeming much more interested in the mass of shadowy bodies clumped together on the dancefloor than he is in you.

“It’s not for me.”  This earns Shindo’s gaze, his upturned eyebrow.  You grin, all teeth, and tilt your chin up in the direction of a cluster of tables.  “Third table from the right.  There’s this one guy with swooshy blonde hair standing there.”  

Shindo squints as he searches through the flashing lights.  Then he frowns.

“See him?  He’s cute, yeah?”

Then, Shindo huffs, but hardly looks at the stranger as he puts his drink down.  “Not interested.”  

“Not for you, moron.”  You chew on your thumb, your cheeks aching from the stretch of your lips.  “For me.”

Suddenly, he directs his attention back towards you, head tilted and sporting a look of complete disbelief.  “You’ve literally been back for less than 24 hours,” he speaks slowly, “and you’re already scouting out a boy-toy?”

You roll your eyes.  “‘Boy-toy?’ What are you, eighty-two?”  

Shindo doesn’t speak, but glares, folding his arms over his chest.  He’s not even making a subtle attempt to hide his irritation.  Judging by the dark look in his eyes, the way they seem more like bottomless pits than anything even vaguely human, you can tell this is real Shindo you’re talking to.  Good.  The guy needed to learn a thing or two about being genuine every once in a while.

“Come on, he’s super sweet.  I nearly fell on my face dancing out there and he caught me before I could make a fool of myself.”  When his expression remains hard, you prod at his arm with your elbow.  “Besides, you know I’m a softie for the nice boys.”

“You also have a thing for idiots apparently.”  Shindo makes a vague gesture over towards the table with his hand.  “Look at those eyes, the stupid smile: that dude wouldn’t know his ass from a hole in the ground.”

“Well, then I guess it’s a good thing we don’t need to be rocket scientists to have a fun time.”  Downing the rest of your beer, you waggle your eyebrows at Shindo.  “Guess I’ll have to fill you in later, Mr. Boring.”

You’re extra sure to amble, not at all in a rush to lock eyes with the bartender.  You muss up your hair a bit, then pat it back down.  Then, you pick at the little bits of dirt beneath each fingernail, pretending you can actually see anything beneath the blinding flash of neon lights.  You’re just wasting time—waiting.  All the while, you make sure to strategically not notice the way Shindo’s gaze drifts between you and that corner table.  Your shoulder.  Back to the table.  Your waist.  Back to the table.  Your lips.  Back to the table.

Just as you open your mouth to order another drink, someone presses a hand flat against your chest, nudging you back, away from the counter.  Twisting slightly, you see Shindo, staring intently at a spot somewhere between your eyes.  You shoot him a quizzical look and he furrows his brow.

Then, slowly—very slowly—half of his mouth curls upward.  Not in a sweet or cheerful sort of way.  No, this was an impish, self-satisfied sort of expression, one that Shindo seems to have mastered over the years.  Still, you can see how he might fool others, even without trying.  The smile, the twinkling eyes, the dimple for god's sake: he looks about as menacing as one of those cherubs you might find in a Renaissance painting.  

“Your face is red.”  He says matter-of-factly, putting down his drink and pressing the back of his hand to your forehead.  It feels warm.

You swat away his wrist, scoffing.  You didn’t know what he was up to, but hell if you were gonna fall for it.

“It’s hot in here.  Plus, I was just da—“

“No.” Shindo cuts you off, shoving one long finger into your shoulder. Hard.  “See, you can barely stand up straight.”

Naturally, you wobble—Shindo was strong, and the telltale numbness that’s still buzzing through your shoulder tells you that his quirk might also have something to do with your sudden lack of balance.

“I’m wearing heels, asshole!  What do you think you’re trying—”

“I think you’re drunk,”  Shindo says, taking a step forward, casting a shadow over you,  “I think you’ve had your fun, and I should take you home now.”

You cock your jaw to the side and peer up at him.  It takes everything in you not to burst out in a fit of victorious laughter.

“I’ve literally had one drink.”  

He shrugs.  “You’re a lightweight.”

“And you’re jealous.”  For the briefest moment, you think you see his eyes widen.  But just as quickly as it comes, it passes.  Still, it’s enough to prove your suspicions.  “I knew it would work.  I actually made you jealous.”

Before you get the chance to gloat any more, Shindo is ushering you towards the door with one hand draped over your shoulder.  You would tease him more, but every time you open your mouth to shout something snarky over the sound of the DJ, a sharp buzz radiates out from his palm and makes you squeak.  Even after years of being subjected to Shindo’s “sneak attacks,” his quirk still felt like one of those old fashioned shock pens you and your schoolmates used to play with.  It was never painful, just a surprise.

The two of you walk like that for a while, even after you get outside and the night air cools your faces.  You don’t shimmy away from Shindo until you’re well past the red rope barriers, past the stragglers still loitering around the club entrance and the bouncers keeping them away from the doors.

“You can let go of me now.  Ya’ know, since I’m not drunk.”

Shindo stops walking, seeming less-than-bothered by the accusatory tone you take on.  “Prove it. How many fingers am I holding up?”  He holds up two on his left hand and one on his right.  As always, he has to put up a fight despite the fact you both already know it’s all just an act. 

“Three.”  You answer without hesitation.  You flick up your middle finger and wiggle it in front of his face. “Now how ‘bout you?  How many do you see?”

He shoves both hands in his pockets and grins wide. “Shit, guess you’re right.  That’s my bad.”

“Oh, like your little ‘mistake’ wasn’t completely intentional.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about—ow!”  Shindo yelps when you reach over and pinch his arm through his sleeve.  He lets his jaw hang in a look of mock incredulity.  “Is this the thanks I get for looking out for you?  Making sure some creep doesn’t try and hurt you while you’re completely wasted?”

You roll your eyes.  “Trust me Yo, nobody can hurt me like you can.”  

Without a warning, he starts moving again  Quickly, brushing shoulders with you as he stomps along the pavement.  Still, he turns his body around and faces you when he gets further ahead, walking backward instead of, you know, actually looking where he’s going.

“Talk about ungrateful.  Weren’t you supposed to have a thing for nice guys?”

You hurry to catch up to him.  “We both know you’re not nice.”

“What a shame”  He sighs obnoxiously loud.  

You’re sure to grasp the opportunity you’re granted.

“Why?”  You ask.

“Why what?”

“Why is it a shame?  Were you hoping you’d be my type?”

He laughs, and easy, playful sort of sound.  “You know I’m always holding out hope that you’ll—”

“—Because if you’re right, then I might have a thing for idiots too.”  You say, squeezing his arm tighter.  Suddenly, breathing seems harder somehow.  More forced, more deliberate.  “So why don’t you just admit you’re in love with me so I can figure that out for myself.”

And just like that, Shindo goes rigid.  It’s an immediate, visible tension that courses through every muscle, like a rubber band stretched to breaking point, just waiting to snap.  His mouth opens, then shuts.  It opens again and his mouth moves, tracing out the shape of words—none of which actually come out.  But, like a switch, he inhales and his lopsided smirk is back in its full glory.

“Yeah, I’m totally in love with you.  It’s all fuzzies and heart-eyes over here.”

Even though you’d somewhat expected it, Shindo’s nonchalant tone grates at something deep in your chest.  You yank your hand away from his elbow, feeling extremely warm and irritated and confused all at once.

“Shindo Yo, can you be sincere for once in your fucking life?”

You hadn’t expected for your outburst to seem so...desperate?  Angry maybe, but desperate no.  If you were smart you would’ve rolled your eyes, tinged the sentence with a bit of sarcasm, something.  Then again, that was the reason you were in this position in the first place.  Too many years of joking, skirting around the topic like somehow, addressing it would ruin something.  And it could very well do that still.  But dammit, you needed to know already.  

If your months abroad had taught you anything, it was that you loved Shindo.  There were the phone calls that carried on for hours, the ones where neither of you wanted to hang up, where you’d each just talk and talk and wait for someone’s phone to die.  There were the dreams that always seemed to have him in them somewhere, whether he was the hero, the villain, or just another face in the crowd. Then, there was the way you couldn’t look at any other man, the way they all seemed too affectionate, too stifling, too boring in comparison.  Yes, against every ounce of logical sense, you loved Shindo.  That wasn’t a choice.

Maybe that’s why the uncharacteristic silence is so jarring.  

“Is that a ‘no’ then?”  You ask, dreading the answer.

Shindo stands there.  He stands there for what feels like an eternity, lips parted slightly, the hand not in his pocket balled into a tight fist.

“It’s not a ‘no.’” He says, soft, but to you, he might as well be shouting.  Because there’s some hope in “not a no.”  Still, you need more.

“You said you loved me last year before I left for America.  I think about that a lot.  More than you probably think I do, and—”  You inhale and run a trembling hand down your face, tucking it beneath your chin once it’s finished its course.  It probably looks awkward, like you’re some sort of prey animal finding comfort in protecting your neck from an inevitable attack.  Still, you do it because it’s one of the only things keeping you from hyperventilating.  You had ten plus years of friendship at stake here.  You would be stupid to risk that without a little restlessness.

“—and I just need to know if that was a joke.  If you didn’t actually mean it.  Don’t try to change the subject and don’t lie to try and make me feel better: I’ve known you way too long for that Yo, so don’t even try it.”

There’s no sparkle in his eyes when he steps forward—not a hint of playfulness when he furrows his brow, nor a bit of cockiness when he chews his lip.  The exact moment is a blur, but by the time the street stops seeming so fuzzy, Shindo is closer.  Practically chest-to-chest with you actually.

“You say it first.”  He demands, voice riddled with all the authority of a pro-hero.  Not that that meant you had to actually listen to him.  This was still Yo, after all.

“That’s not how this—”

“Please.”  

You think it’s the first time you’ve ever heard him say the word earnestly.  That fact alone is enough to make you compromise.  You’d no doubt groan later when you remembered the way he knew nearly every way to make your resolve crumble like a bridge made of toothpicks.

“I love you, Yo.”  It isn’t as though you haven’t said it before.  But this time, it means something entirely different.  Still, you consider tacking the word “romantically,” onto the end, but then you decide it’s hardly necessary to clarify at this point.  Awkward confessions like this weren’t exactly something “just friends” did.

Shindo shuts his eyes and smiles.  And it isn’t crooked or mischievous or cocky.  

It’s just a smile.  A genuine smile. 

“Damn, I’ve waited a long time to hear you say that.”

An arm creeps up from Shindo’s side, fingertips brushing a trail up your arm and stopping somewhere at the base of your neck.  He nudges at the hand you have tucked in beneath your chin, coaxing it to fall away from your face.  Then he leans in...

And you raise your palm quick, nearly jabbing Shindo’s jaw in your hurry to push him away.

“Not so fast, Romeo.  It’s your turn.”

He grits his teeth, a low, annoyed sound crawling up from the back of his throat.  “Really?”

“Yup.  I don’t kiss my friends, so hurry up and say it already.”

Shindo scoffs and grabs your wrist, forcing your hand down, away.  Somewhere in the time it takes him to close the distance that remains between the pair of you, he grumbles something something “more trouble than you’re worth” along with a rushed “I love you.”

Seeing as you’ve both waited long enough, you figure you can let this one slide.

[unholyplumpprincess]

Could I do the match up post for Apex? My pronouns are She/they, Pan sexual, Leo, INFP, & 5'2. I'm an introvet that tends to be rather quite till I am comfortable. I'm stubborn/hard headed & very passionate about things I love/instest me. My hobbies are Video games, writing and traveling. I love hiking, exploring new places and Learning about the places I visit. My love language would be quality time and physical touch. As for Nsfw I'm a switch that likes it rather rough, be it bite marks, scratches, ect. I love to praise my partner and am affectionate in private settings. When subbing I'm a 'you have to earn my submission' type of person.

For NSFT you forgot to include any bits n bobs so I’m gonna write this neutrally/ambiguous for that part!

I was caught between TWO for you but I think I’m gonna have to settle oooooon

Loba Andrade!

Warnings: R18+/NSFT, Loba is a trans woman and lingo used for her bits is cock/dick, Loba being referred to as Mama like a title

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Your thoughtful and quiet personality really captures her interest. Why are you so quiet? And yet, why is it that the fact you’re so quiet, yet you’ll be quick to put your foot down on your own opinions? After all, Loba loves a good challenge. Besides the fact that it seems like you can’t catch a break- and what better way to inspire a writer who likes to travel than to take them to places they can actually see? She has the money to, after all.

That’s how she’d lure you in at first. Loba would read what you write and quip that wouldn’t it be lovely if you actually got to see that planet to really get a better understanding of it? Aw, come now, little lion, don’t you want to see where Mama can take you out to?

You’d learn as you get to know her that her love language is gift giving, but she LOVES that you want to touch her constantly. You can see her eyes look surprised before melting when you hug her, or how she slowly learns that she can lean into you and nuzzle at your neck and it makes you happy in turn. Expect lots of lipstick kisses, especially if you wear any white high collared shirts and she ‘accidentally’ leaves a lipstick mark on its neck. “Oops,” She’d say with a telling smirk even though it’s the fifth time that WEEK she’s done it.

As far as the bedroom?

~Rest under the cut~

Loba’s a switch as well, so you don’t have to worry about it constantly being the same thing each night. But oh, your first few times, don’t expect to take the reigns from her. And don’t expect her to play nice when you wanna act bratty and act as if she has to earn anything from you.

You’ll be grabbed by your chin the first time you try that attitude, her smile sickly sweet and her eyes wolfish as she eyes you. “Aw, what’s that, beautiful? Why don’t you repeat that but louder for me- don’t think I quite caught it.” It’s a test. Waiting for you to back talk. You have two answers.

If you repeat it, louder and slower with a bratty gleam, don’t expect to cum. Oh she’ll touch you, don’t worry. She’ll beat your ass raw until you’re sobbing around her panties pressing down on your tongue.  She’ll tie you up, fitting a vibrator against you until you’re arching nice and high, and then stop it again and again. Hell, she’ll use your mouth to get herself off however she sees fit. She’ll even put a strap on on you to ride, ensuring you earn no pleasure. (If you have a penis, she’ll make you wear it a few inches Above so you can only watch and dream of what she feels like).

Or, if you beg pretty enough, say ‘Nothing, ma’am’ pretty enough, she’ll spare you. As long as you play good, she’ll treat you good. Lots of tongue kisses, biting your skin to mark you as hers, fitting herself between your thighs to lick and suck her way to your heart.

Just be good for Mama and there will be no hard feelings.

[bts-reveries]

one night light

✩ warning: implied smut, no description or anything about it just “dot dot dot”

also: lot’s of flashbacks, it says whether it’s a flashback or not, but italicized are flashbacks ✩

Your heart was beating out of your chest. You didn’t know how to feel, nor how you were feeling. Were you excited? Yes, he is the father of your child and the man you crushed on for years. Were you nervous? Yes, it’s been nearly six years. Were you mad? A little, it was a long time ago, you can forgive and forget, at least you got something good from it right? Your heart was beating for different reasons, excitement and nervousness. What are you supposed to say? “Hey, we haven’t seen each other in a while, we met once, but yeah, here’s our child!” Your mind was running in circles as you walked closer to the cafe nearby, Huimang holding tightly to your hand.

“Mommy.”

“Yes sweetie?”

“Why do you look so stressed?” Her eyebrows furrowed as her eyes dropped down to her hand in yours. “And why are your hands so sweaty,” she pouts. You laugh nervously.

“I’m just nervous sweetheart,” you say, letting go of her hand for a second to wipe your hand on your pants.

“Why?” She asks innocently. You didn’t know how to tell her, but you’ll deal with that when you two get there.

“We’re meeting someone, someone you should’ve met a long time ago.” You give her a soft smile, lifting her hand up and bending down a little to kiss the top of her hand, making her giggle. You look up to see the cafe doors, taking a deep breath and pulling the door open. The little bell on the door rings, and you look around to see any familiar faces. You turn to your left and--

“DADDY!” You look down, eyebrows furrowed, at your daughter. She had the biggest smile on her face while confusion was written all over yours. You follow her eyes and you see a man with glasses, smiling, and getting up from his chair. Huimang lets go of your hand and runs to the man, who knelt down to give your daughter a hug. You stand there dumbfounded. What the heck.

You swallow away the last bit of nervousness you had left in you. Confusion was now taking over as you watched the two communicate.

“H-have you two… met? Before? When?” You ask, only questions left your mouth. You finally get a good look at him. It was Hoseok after all. He didn’t look any different than he did back in your college years. Still handsome, like usual.

“She found me in my apartment, followed my friend and his dog and she ended up in front of my door,” he laughs. “She left with her aunt and later on came back alone, spent some time with me and my friends. I didn’t believe what she was saying at first, but we talked for a bit and it’s slightly setting in. I wanted to talk with her mother, you, right?” You scoff a little, but nod anyways. “Well, yeah, I wanted to talk with you, maybe you can explain what’s going on.” You nod, taking a seat, he does too.

“I was hesitant at first and didn’t want to accept it, but she texts me every now and then and the one time she called me daddy, it kind of changed my idea of everything.” He looks over at Huimang who’s smiling up at him. He gasped for a second, suddenly remembering something and he bends down to grab something out of a bag.

“I got this for you,” he says to Huimang, holding a pink KAWS stuffed toy. It was so his style, you weren’t even surprised.

“Wahhh~~~” Huimang was smiling as she took the toy from her dad. She hugs it close to her chest, leaning over, she gives him a peck on the cheek. You and Hoseok both were caught by surprise. Your eyebrows raise.

“Anyways,” he says, “care to explain?” You bit on your lip and nod.

“So, around six years ago--” You look over at Huimang, who was looking at you with curious eyes, and you laugh nervously. “Maybe we talk about it next time?” Hoseok’s brows furrowed, he tilts his head in confusion, and he scoffs.

“It’s been six years and you want to push it back to next time?”

“Hoseok, I can’t talk about this while my five year old is here,” you say, raising your brows. He looks down for a bit, making a ‘thinking’ face.

“Ah.” He bends down and digs through his bag, pulling out an iPad and a pair of headphones. “Here you go kid, play with this while your mommy and I talk okay?” Huimang nods, taking the iPad while Hoseok puts the headphones around her head.

“Alright, talk,” he says to you. You scoff.

“Fine.”

“Continue where you left off, around six years ago?..”

“Around six years ago, there was a party to celebrate the end of our last year.”

flashback to six years ago

“YN!” Dahee yells at you. You were currently on your laptop, searching for a good netflix series to watch. You look over at her with a blank expression.

“What again?” She rolls her eyes and sighs.

“It’s our last few days here. Are you really going to spend it watching netflix alone in your room?” You shake your head.

“No, not alone, you’re with me,” you smile. “Now, come over here, I found a drama that seems cute. Watch it with me.” Dahee groans, closing your laptop and throwing it to the side of your bed.

“Hey! Throw it a little higher and you would have to buy me a new one,” you say, glaring.

“We’re not staying here, get up, get changed, we’re leaving.”

“To where?” Dahee smirks at you.

“We’re going to our first college party.” Your eyes widen as she continues to smile at you, but you burst out laughing.

“Dee, what makes you think we’re going to a party? Did you eat something bad? Come on, just sit next to me and watch this with me. The leading guy is cute.” You reach over to grab your laptop and Dahee pushes it out of your reach. You look up at her.

“Oh come on. You’re not serious are you?” She grabs onto your hand and pulls you up.

“I’m dead serious, come on, we haven’t been to a single party our whole college life, and one gets thrown here almost every week!”

“That’s because we’re never invited, and we’re not cool enough,” you say, looking at her with that ‘isn’t it obvious?’ face. “Besides, we’re not that kind of girls. Let’s just stay home.”

“Yn. It’s the last college party you’ll ever get to go to. Everyone’s invited and it’s our last chance to not be this kind of girl. You know what I mean? It’s our one day to be stressed free, study free, and we can finally let loose come oooooon,” she says, pulling on your arm.

“Dahee. I love you. But there is nothing that will get me to do stupid things at a stupid party.” You give her a smile and you turn back to lay on your bed.

“Jung Hoseok is going to be there.” The one name made you freeze. Hmmm…

present time

“Wait a minute.” Hoseok interrupts.

“What?”

“You’ve never been to a college party? You waited till your last chance to go to one to attend?” You laugh sheepishly.

“I never had time,” you shrug. “I had a grade to maintain, no time to do anything stupid that will affect my future.” Hoseok scoffs, saying in a low voice.

“You’re so lame.” You glare at him.

“Anyways, back to my story.”

flashback

You walk in the building. It was a decent sized house. You don’t know who lives here, but he kindly opened up the place for a party. How nice right? Although, your nose scrunches. You look at your surroundings. All five of your senses were being attacked.

Sight. You didn’t know what to look at first. The room was crowded. People were dancing with one another. Making out. Laughing. Taking pictures. Drinking. Playing games. Or simply just sitting down and talking.

Sound. You knew that by the time you leave this place, you wouldn’t be able to hear as well. Music was booming out of the loudspeakers. The walls were shaking. The hairs on your arms were standing up.

Smell. The place had a strong smell of alcohol, with a dash of strong cologne, mixed in with sweet perfume, and a sprinkle of sweat. It was all overwhelming and you didn’t know whether or not it would be rude to cover your nose with your hand.

Touch. With all the tight spaces, you didn’t know where to put your hands. Not wanting to accidentally touch anyone anywhere. Only saying this because your hand grazed on someone’s .. you know.. as you were walking by. After that, you kept your hands close to your chest.

Taste. You were soon to find that out.

“This is stupid Dee, I don’t like this,” you pout, turning to your best friend. Dahee shrugs and pulls on your hand, dragging you out of the room and to the kitchen.

“We just got here, we need a few drinks in our system first, and that’s when the party starts,” she winks. You start to wonder where she learned all of this from.

“Here,” she says, handing you a red cup.

“Dee, you know I don’t drink.” She quirks an eyebrow at you.

“We’re not regular Yn and Dahee right now, come on. Just one cup,” she smiles at you but it fades when she realizes how uncomfortable you are. “Okay, maybe we should just go home.” She grabs your hand and you sigh.

“No, you’re right. We should let loose. It’s our last one after all.” She looks at you carefully.

“Yn, we don’t have to if you don’t want to. I respect your decision and--”

“Oh. My. Gosh.” You say suddenly, looking at the doorway of the kitchen. Dahee turns to your direction and sees what you’re ogling at.

“Told you he’s here.”

“Give me that,” you say, grabbing the red solo cup from Dahee’s hand. A surprised gasp slips out of her lips.

“Yn--” You press a finger on her lips, face twisting.

“Ew, why do people like this, it’s disgusting,” you say in a raspy voice. “And it’s fine.” You cough. “I need it, liquid courage right? Maybe tonight’s the night I talk to him.” Dahee’s lips twist to a big smile.

“Yes Yn! Oh my gosh, do it!”

present time

“So did you do it?” Hoseok asks. You tilt your head at him.

“Do you remember anything from that day?” You question, none of this seems to ring a bell with him. He shakes his head no.

“To be honest, I came in there with already a few drinks in my system. I don’t remember a single thing.” You pout.

“Anyways.. I embarrassed myself trying to talk to you, but we’ll skip that part since you can’t remember anything anyways.”

“Alright, skip to the part where we finally talk then.”

flashback

“How come I haven’t seen you before?” Hoseok asks. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were tired.

“I don’t go around much,” you say, laughing slightly. Nervousness was easing away slowly, your drink also slowly kicking in. “I tend to just stay home, study, go to the library, and… study.” You’re starting to think that you’re boring him and you start getting nervous again.

“Ah, so what’s a smart girl doing stupid things at a college party like this? And why are you talking to me?” You bit your lips, he was so laid back, relax, and cool, something you know you’ll never be and your hope for you two being together was slipping away.

“It’s the last party of the year, exams are over, why don’t I do something different for a change right?” You say, still not sounding as cool as you wished you were. “And as for the talking to you part… Why not?” You look into his eyes and he looks back at you lazily. “I’ve seen you around, since my first year here… You were in my classes.. You’re funny, energetic, always happy.. And you’re incredibly talented too--” His soft smile turns into a laugh. Did you sound too obsessed?

“You’re sweet,” he says, his hand was sliding down to grab your hand. Your eyebrows raise in surprise as he leans in and his lips touched yours. Taste. The last one of your senses that was attacked tonight. He tasted sweet, but had a bitter aftertaste. And for some reason, you couldn’t get enough.

present time

“And?” Hoseok says, waiting for you to continue. You tilt your head to the side.

“And then I couldn’t remember anything after that,” you reply, pursing your lips, making Hoseok sigh.

“Seriously?”

“Well.. I remember you pulling away, then getting up from the couch. You then grabbed my hand and led me up stairs..” You look over at Huimang, who was so focused on the iPad Hoseok gave her. You smile, reaching over to her and you pull out the necklace from the inside of her shirt. “Then you took this off and put it around me.” Huimang looks up at you and smile, before looking back at whatever she was watching. “I wasn’t sober at the time, but I still realized what went on around me. And I remember feeling all giddy inside when this happened, just trying to live in the moment and not thinking about how drunk you were.” You sigh, “because I knew if you were sober, you wouldn’t be talking to me at all.” You look at Hoseok and his eyes were down on his fingers. You try to laugh off the awkward tension. “I don’t regret any of it though. I got Hope. And she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, so yeah, don’t regret any of it.” You smile. “Anyways, yeah that’s what happ--”

“Continue.”

“What?”

“Continue your story, I know there’s more.”

flashback

Hoseok took you into a room, a random room. Locked the door, and turned off the lights. The only light was coming from the window. You could still see his face and the tiny smile he had on. He reached around his neck and unclasped the necklace he had on.

“Turn around,” he says. You followed, turning around and lifting your hair up. You felt him go around you, gently putting the necklace around your neck. You look down, running your thumb over the letters. ‘JHope.’ His dancer name. Before you could say anything, you felt his lips on your neck, then…

present time

“Dot, dot, dot.” You say, Hoseok frowns.

“Okay, so... what happened after?” This time you frown at him. Remembering exactly what happened because it hurt you for a while.

“What is it?” He asks, guessing he doesn’t remember that either.

“You really don’t remember anything from that day?” You question and he shrugs.

“It was six years ago, I don’t remember what I did last week,” he laughs. “But I must’ve had the worst hangover the next day right?”

flashback

You wake up next to Hoseok. You look around you and realize you weren’t at the party anymore. Small bits of last night was flashing through your mind.

He began to kiss your neck and shoulders but you stop him.

“H-hoseok,” you say. “We shouldn’t.” He frowns at you, his eyebrows scrunching up together.

“What do you mean?”

“I-i don’t even know who lives here… it’s kinda weird.. If random people use their bed, don’t you think?” His face relaxes and he starts to laugh.

“Yeah, I guess that’s true. My house then?” 

You smile at the small memories of last night, and you start to look around for your phone.

There were fifty miss calls and over a hundred messages. All from Dahee. Your eyes widen as you go through and read all the messages. She was looking for you, she began to worry but overheard someone saying they saw you leave with Hoseok. She then continued to cheer you on and congratulate you. You laugh, and the slight movement shook the bed, Hoseok began to stir. You started to text back when suddenly, the bed shifts.

“Oh--” You hear behind you. You turn around and smile.

“Oh hey, you’re awake--”

“Why are you still here?” Your smile drops at his response.

“Hm?”

“Who are you anyways-- ahh, ah, wow, my head is hurting a lot.” He answers, you get up all of a sudden, reaching over to grab your clothes on the floor.

“Do you want me to get you water and medicine?” You say, like you don’t have a headache yourself. Hoseok glares at you.

“No, I’ll be fine, I’d just like it better if you leave? Like how the other ones do. They usually leave before I even wake up, you should’ve done the same.” You felt your heart sink down to your stomach.

“Oh.. I’m sorry, I’ll get going then.” Hoseok did nothing but roll his eyes and laid back in bed. Just trying to sleep the hangover away.

present time

“Then a week later, I missed my period, took a pregnancy test, took five more, then nine months later, I had Hope.” You say easily. Hoseok’s eyebrows rise.

“Oh..” Was all he could say. You nod.

“Yeah, oh.”

“I’m sorry.. For being like that, I can’t believe how much of a jerk I was--”

“Don’t worry about it Hoseok, it was a long time ago. I’m over it.” He nods.

“Yes, it was, so I’m guessing you didn’t tell me about Huimang because of what I did right?” You nod.

“Yeah, that and we weren’t married, nor were we in a relationship, you didn’t know me until that night, and after that reaction for being there when you woke up, I didn’t want to see what your reaction would be if I showed up at your door with a baby in my arms.” He laughs nervously.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t know what I would do if you did… that was around the beginning of the start of my dance studio.”

“Yeah I traveled to America after I found out. My family was living there and it would be better if I had her there, so my parents could help out.” His eyes widened for the umpteenth time that afternoon.

“She was born in America?” You nod. “I never showed it, but my family is pretty well off. We had a house as well in America and my parents were staying there for a few years because of my dad’s job. So Huimang grew up a bit there, and we moved here not too long ago.”

“You moved into my building, what a coincidence.” You open your mouth to agree, when your phone rings in your pocket. You take it out and look up at Hoseok.

“Excuse me for a second.” He nods as you get up from your seat to take the call outside. A few minutes later you came back in the shop, the bell rings once again.

“I’m sorry, I have to go, my boss just called me and I have to get to work.” You begin to pack your stuff hurriedly, taking off the headphones on Huimang’s head.

“Honey, give that back and say bye to daddy, I’m dropping you off at aunt Dahee’s,” As you called Hoseok ‘daddy’ for his daughter, he felt his stomach flip. His lip twitched into a smile.

“Sorry Hoseok but--”

“I should be the one apologizing. I won’t say it all right now since you’re in a hurry, but, I’ll call you later?” You nod.

“Okay.”

“But Yn,” He says as you turn to leave, Huimang in your hand. You turn around to face him. “Is it okay if Huimang stays with me instead?”

✩✩✩✩

one night light

✩part seven: taste✩

→ pairings: choreographer!hoseok x singlemom!reader

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Grieving with fictional characters

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A very personal, small piece that I’ve written in the car just now. About processing grief through fiction and imagination. I can’t put in a read more bar on my phone but I have tagged it.

You step out at the crematorium and the cloying heat of the car leaves you. Cold Yorkshire air wipes its hands inside your lungs like they’re a dirty old towel.

“Twenty minutes early,” says dad.

“Better than twenty minutes late,” you say.

You’ve been awake since 5 and sleepless since the week before last. You’ve been smiling and laughing for the whole car journey. It’s rare that you’re all here, in the same place, at the same time. It’s nice. Even if the circumstances aren’t.

You walk down the hill where you see people you don’t know. You wait outside until someone you know arrives, and when they do, it breaks your heart: it’s real now.

You find yousrself in a seat in front of a cross, in front of an altar, in front of him. He’s in there somewhere and you suddenly feel like a child. Like the child you were when you knew him best, your cousin, your only friend for a while there, your cousin over there in a box. You look up at the cross and see people’s shoulders shaking with tears and your mind goes quiet.

You don’t feel a hand in yours; your mind supplies the sense. It fills in the gaps and-

“You’re not alone.”

Aziraphale is holding your- my. He’s holding my hand; an angel from a book I once read and from a TV show that I’ve been watching. Someone made up and silly.

“You’re not real,” I think, “and he was. Why am I thinking of fictional characters at a time like this.”

“You’re not,” he says simply, a serene but sympathetic smile. “Not consciously. Your mind is thinking of everything it can right now, I suppose, to try and digest this. This terrible thing.” Then, quietly, “I’m so sorry, my dear.”

“You’re in my head,” I think, stupidly.

“Not at all stupid. And yes, I am. Does that make me less comforting?”

“It makes it embarrassing.”

A bright smile. I look at the cross and I remember a time I believed in angels and demons and a God, and not in the Gaiman & Pratchett way. I miss it.

“Perhaps that’s why I’m here,” Aziraphale says. “It’s good to find comfort in something, even if it isn’t faith in God.”

I don’t feel a hand in mine. Just a cushion beneath my thoughts, a hook keeping my stomach from plummeting.

“Bit ironic. Imagining a fictional angel from a super blasphemous book in a church during my cousin’s funeral.”

There isn’t a response this time. I come to. You- I- you want to hear what the sermon is. You want to listen to the song that they take him away to.

When you’re at the wake, drinking a beer and pretending you’re enjoying it, you’re surrounded by hundreds of people in a tiny room and it feels weirdly like- oh, it feels like nothing you’ve ever experienced. Your little cousins, they’re both under ten- and they bound over and ask you questions about the universe and everything and you wish you had answers.

You try to say something to your family; they’ve lost a brother and a son. But there’s nothing to say- what do you say? I don’t know, you don’t know. No one else has known what to say to you up until now. This is no easier.

You lurk at the back and feel shame and guilt and grief for not knowing how to say that you loved him too, that you remember him deeply and that he was important- you don’t know how to go over and say something, without saying something inane like ‘how are you doing? I know, I know, isn’t it awful?’

And then you feel some of it calm. A pond with the surface suddenly, blissfully frozen over.

“That beer’ll get warm if you hold onto it without drinking any.”

Crowley is slouched against the wall beside me. He’s peering at the crowd of people that neither of us know.

“Social occasions are nice, this isn’t,” I think.

“Social occasions are never nice. And I tend to avoid nice things too, as a general rule. Where’re your parents?”

“Dad’s AWOL, mum’s....”

Crowley holds up a hand. I don’t need to explain- of course I don’t, this is in my head.

“No less comforting though,” he says in response to my thoughts.

“I don’t want to be here,” I admit.

“No one wants to be here. And for the record, no one knows what to say. And for another record- I hope you’ve got a pen, jot this down- for another record, nothing you say or don’t say will make a blind bit of difference. Won’t make it better or worse. It’s a shit situation regardless.”

I watch my little cousins being entertained by my sister. She is invincible. I wonder if my youngest cousin sees her older sister similarly.

“It’s not about me,” I think.

Crowley tilts his head from side to side. “Mmm- no. It’s not. But you can still be upset.”

Ah. I feel my lip wobble.

“Fresh air. Go oooooon. Go get some fresh air and a proper pint. No one will mind.” Crowley saunters away, and says over his shoulder, “Have a drink for me.”

You can almost see his wicked grin before disappearing into the crowd. You are surrounded by them all, but you feel an intense loneliness, and a simultaneous need to be alone.

You step outside to breathe. You breathe. You breathe out. Every single emotion alive in you in a nauseous myriad. You think of him. You think of the air you’re breathing and the warm beer in your hand, and your father’s warm hand on your shoulder and you breathe.

And then you breathe again.