#the acting skills in this scene are so amazing

[persona-confessions]

(Damn I really be the only one submitting Persona 2 confessions, huh?)

Alright lads, time for the Persona 2 fandom’s occasional reminder that Jun isn’t a submissive bottom. (INHALES DEEPLY)

Jun in canon is a very capable, powerful, and intelligent person. Not only did he lead a whole entire CULT for who knows how long, but he also could beat the hell out of Tatsuya and the gang with no issue (he deadass held Tatsyua by the neck with ONE FUCKING HAND.) Not to mention that boss fight required 5 PEOPLE, (6 if you’re including Anna in that) to beat him. His ultimate persona, Chronos, is a whole ass TITAN in mythology and is technically the dad/grandad of the P2 gang’s other ultimate personas.

In terms of personality, there’s this amazing post by “maritessa” that translates some of Jun’s Japanese dialogue and reveals that not only is his speaking style more casual in Japanese compared to English (he isn’t like Yusuke in P5 where he speaks like a sickly Victorian child. Not knocking on Yusuke tho love that artistic/autistic fucker) but he’s also more authoritative, repeatedly telling the gang to stay on track and where to go next. I remember “maritessa” saying that Jun felt like the leader of the P2 gang in Innocent Sin instead of Tatsuya and I wholeheartedly agree with that.(Kind reminder that Tatsuya REALLY doesn’t know what he’s doing half the time). His voice is very deep in Japanese too which is very cool (Bryce did a good job as Jun in English too)

However despite Jun’s clear strength, intelligence, and leadership skills, he’s always headcanoned as this submissive, wimpy brat who’s only there to fawn over Tatsuya. Now, WHY has Jun been twisted into this borderline unrecognizable version of himself? Well for a number of reasons actually: he’s short, he’s gay, he has feminine looks and hobbies, has cried at least twice, y’know, completely ASININE REASONS. The amount of fics I have read where he’s this weak, overemotional BITCH that squeals every time Tatsuya so much as BREATHES or has Jun bursting into tears at the sight of a hat dropping pisses me off. And you know damn well that Jun’s always the bottom in any intimate scenes. Why? Besides the previous stated “reasons” it’s pretty simple: Tatsuya is TALLER. That’s it. Ain’t. That. Fucking. L O V E L Y.

Jun’s main shtick is he is a walking contradiction. His soft and feminine appearance/interests contradicts his authoritative, calculating, and sometimes cold personality. He’s loyal but cruel, kind but vicious, selfish yet selfless. The guy has literally gotten into fights repeatedly because he actively waits for the bullies to approach him FIRST out of underestimation before he kicks the shit out of them. Hell, that’s how Jun got into Kasugayama High in Innocent Sin IN THE FIRST PLACE. It’s a DELINQUENT SCHOOL afterall. (Meanwhile with Tatsuya he always tries to AVOID school fights after accidentally hurting a few people with his Persona, instead preferring to run away when someone challenges him) 

Jun is perfectly capable of throwing hands on his own without needing his precious Tacchi like everyone thinks he does, but little do they know that’s what he WANTS. Jun WANTS people to underestimate him so he could get an advantage and turn the tables. His “Fawn” action when talking to demons? An act. Jun knows that if he acts weak, some demons will lessen their guard around him. He is a MASTER manipulator. In fact, Jun’s so good at putting up a harmless facade that it tricks the FANS themselves, which both fascinates AND bothers me because on one hand: his talents knows no bounds, but on the other hand: I have to scroll through hundreds of people calling him a frail baby kitten even though in reality he has killed an unknown amount of people and especially started The Rapture.

In conclusion, Jun is a good character, is ACTUALLY the one who’s wearing the pants in the relationship instead of Tatsuya, and I am completely normal about the character.

-That 👁👄👁 fucker once more

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[itstatennant]

i do love nothing in the world so well as you.

[bookdragonideas]

Here's the thing. I'm a girl, and as a girl, I really like it when girls are portrayed in fiction. Especially fantasy.

But so much fiction/fantasy mixes up 'girls' with 'unstoppable forces of female badass' and there's not necessarily anything wrong with having a character who is an 'unstoppable forces of female badass'. But it gets old real quick. And it is not the same as portraying normal girls, or having good female characters.

And that's one of the many reasons I love Avatar the Last Airbender.

Because all the girl characters have flaws and weaknesses and sometimes act like idiots or jerks. They get emotional and make mistakes. They lose fights or arguments or are just wrong sometimes. Some of them are amazing warriors, and some aren't. Some are powerful or special and some are normal, with nothing special about them.

And I Love that.

I was around the same age as Katara when I first watched Atla. And I instantly connected with her as a character. I loved her optimistic attitude and her fighting spirit. And I could relate with her anger, and with her maternal instinct. I admired her fighting skills of course, but I loved how the show portrayed her compassion and kindness, the way she could both beat up a bunch of bullies AND enjoy a relaxing day at the spa. She was a baddass warrior that should never be crossed. But she was also a normal teenage girl who had a lot of the same internal struggles and problems that I did.

(I never connected to Toph on the same level, but I did relate to her on a few things. She's an adorable trash gremlin who would commit any crime for fun and I love that. But she struggles with being both independent and letting people help her, and I still struggle with that sometimes. I've learned that sometimes, you can help others by letting them help you.)

Yue is, in my opinion, a perfect example of a type of hero that seems to be disappearing. She is not a warrior. She is not a fighter. She's not even a bender.

Yue is a perfect princess, a perfect daughter. She is extremely feminine in a rather older sense.

And she was the only one who could save the world. She gave up everything for her people. She saved everything, everyone, the entire world. Without ever becoming a fighter.

Yue is a perfect example of a girl who was never more than a girl, and how that's okay. Not every girl has to be rough and tumble and fight for her rights in order to change everything. Sometimes it's okay to just be a quiet obedient girly girl. Sometimes that's all it takes to be a hero.

And I love that. Yue is strong in her own way. She is unique and interesting. She appears in only a few episodes and yet manages to be one of my favorite characters.

Song is another great example of this. Song is a healer in a small town. We don't see much of her but we see her compassion and empathy. She is gentle and generous. A healer not a fighter.

She watches Zuko steal her ostrich horse and does nothing.

Is that because she's kind and generous and knows he needs it more? Or is it because she's a healer girl who knows she can't actually stop those two from taking the horse? Maybe neither, maybe both. I have always thought that the scene where Zuko steals the horse and only the audience knows she saw it is one of the most thought-provoking in the series.

Suki is a badass warrior woman who is an awesome fighter and good leader. She is one of the best non bender fighter we see in the entire show. She was one of the smartest, most efficient, and powerful characters we ever saw.

She kissed a boy she had just met because she thought he was cute.

Now don't get me wrong I love SokkaxSuki. Its one of the best couples in the show.

But Suki totally did the old 'love at first sight' thing. And that is awesome. Because when she kisses him she delivers one of the best lines, not only from her, but, I think, in the entire show.

"I AM a warrior, but I'm a girl too."

Being a warrior doesn't mean that she isn't also a teenage girl. She might be a fighter, but she still gets crushes and likes to flirt with cute boys. And hey, she picked a good one. Not every boy is going to come break you out of prison.

Anyways, let's have more realistic girls in fiction. And please enjoy the next 24 hours.

[faebled-stories]

Rumor Has it

Kinkvember Day 12: Size Queen

ITZY Lee Chaeryeong x Male reader

7k words

“I can’t believe I’m with ITZY’s Chaeryeong,” the man murmured, voice heavy with disbelief as his eyes roamed her flushed face. “You’re just so hot,” he added, the words tumbling out in a way that was meant to be flattering but only served to deepen the emptiness settling in her chest. His awe should have kindled something—pride, excitement, even a fleeting sense of satisfaction—but it barely registered.

Chaeryeong lay on the unfamiliar bed, her body half-sunken into the cushions as he moved rhythmically, each thrust marked by an urgency that lacked any real warmth. His hands skimmed over her skin with a mechanical precision, more rote than passionate, as if he were caught up in the idea of her rather than the moment they shared. His breath came in shallow, heated bursts against her collarbone, but rather than igniting any spark within her, it only deepened the creeping impatience that gnawed at her.

Detachment wrapped around her like a cold wave, numbing her senses until it felt as though she were watching herself from above, disconnected and distant. The cracked, faded ceiling above was far more familiar, more interesting than the man whose movements quickened, already nearing the climax of their encounter.

The scene was painfully predictable, an act she could have performed in her sleep. The pattern was always the same: meet a guy, revel in the spark of attraction, then watch that spark die the moment intimacy began. It wasn’t their lack of effort; many were charming, practiced, saying and doing all the right things. But beneath the flattery, the skilled movements, and the whispered praises, there was only the same worn-out script she had seen unfold too many times to count.

He caught her gaze, a confident smirk tugging at his lips. “I knew you’d be this wild,” he said, tracing a line down her side as if her silence was proof of his prowess. Chaeryeong’s lips curved into a slight, practiced smile—just enough to maintain the illusion. She knew what he was looking for: affirmation, a performance. It was easier to provide it than let him glimpse the blankness she felt inside.

“Tell me how good this feels," he whispered, voice thick with self-assured pride as he pushed forward. The words fell over her, hollow and ineffective, their intended power dissolving before it could ignite even a flicker of genuine response. She knew men like him all too well—the ones who craved validation, whose confidence was built on a steady diet of praise. They lived for these moments, hungry for reassurances that fed their ego as much as any touch or fleeting glance.

“Mm-hmm,” she murmured, carefully calibrating her voice to mimic desire. Inside, the chasm of disinterest yawned wider, swallowing any pretense of excitement. His movements grew more erratic and rushed, signaling the approach of the end. Each gasp, each strained promise of how he would make her feel, only deepened her impatience. Her eyes wandered to the wall, where the paint peeled in thin, curling strips.

“Fuck, you’re amazing,” he gasped, voice ragged as he tensed, releasing with a final, shuddering exhalation. The warmth splattered across her stomach, sudden and uncomfortable against her skin. He collapsed beside her, chest heaving, eyes closed with a self-satisfied smile curving his lips. The silence that followed pressed down on her, suffocating and familiar.

Chaeryeong stared at the ceiling, her expression unchanged, irritation simmering beneath her blank exterior. The mess was just another inconvenience, another reminder of how detached she felt from the entire experience. She sat up, reaching for the box of tissues on the bedside table, each swipe across her skin sharp with annoyance. The sticky remnants clung stubbornly, and she fought the urge to let out a sigh as she wiped it clean.

“That was amazing, you loved it, didn’t you?” he said, the lazy grin on his face matched only by the certainty in his voice. He looked up at her, eyes glinting with a kind of self-congratulation that made her jaw tighten.

“Yeah,” she said absently, the word slipping out devoid of meaning. She crumpled the tissue and tossed it into the trash with more force than necessary, already turning her attention to putting her clothes back on. The quicker she dressed, the sooner she could escape the weight of his gaze and the aftermath of a night that felt like just another checkbox ticked.

“You’re leaving?” His tone shifted, a hint of surprise breaking through his post-coital haze.

“Yeah, something came up,” she said, already buttoning her jeans and reaching for her jacket. She didn’t spare him a glance, the cool air from the hallway whispering in as she opened the door.

“Oh, well… okay. I guess I’ll see you around?” The words trailed after her, carrying the echo of confusion and a touch of disappointment.

“Maybe,” she muttered, stepping into the hallway. The door closed behind her, muffling his presence, and she let out a silent breath. The street outside stretched dark and quiet, the distant hum of traffic soothing in its consistency. With each step away, the encounter faded into the background, another scene in a cycle she was desperate to break.

-----

The next day, Chaeryeong walked into the studio, the weight of last night’s disconnection lingering around her like an unwelcome shadow. The steady thump of music in the background was a familiar comfort, its rhythmic beat grounding her as she stepped into the safe haven of dance practice. Here, she could shed the emptiness, rediscovering herself in the movements and the sweat.

As she moved down the hallway, she nearly bumped into you—a newer dancer known for your laid-back, shy demeanor that had a certain charm. The unexpected encounter made her pause, and she blinked up at you, adjusting the strap of her bag with an almost self-conscious touch.

“Oh, hey,” you said, eyes widening with surprise before a soft, genuine smile spread across your face. Your voice carried a hint of nervousness, but it was endearing, a reflection of your gentle nature.

“Hey,” she replied, her tone casual but warm. Chaeryeong had seen you before, exchanged a few words here and there, but your interactions were always routine—comfortable, familiar, but devoid of any real thrill or spark. Still, there was something grounding about your presence, an easy reliability in an industry full of fleeting faces and shallow exchanges.

“How’s it going?” you asked, shifting the strap of your own bag and glancing at her with a mix of shyness and openness.

“Good,” Chaeryeong answered with a brief look toward her makeup room. “Just getting ready for practice.”

“Same here,” you said with a small, awkward chuckle, nodding toward the practice room behind you. “Well, I’ll catch you later.”

“Yeah, see you,” she echoed, stepping past you as the moment seamlessly blended into the rest of her day.

Settling into her makeup chair, Chaeryeong projected an air of calm as the room buzzed around her with practiced chaos. Stylists moved efficiently, tugging at her hair and trimming stray ends while she scrolled through her phone, barely registering the cascade of notifications on the screen. Despite the morning’s encounter, her mind drifted back to the comforting rhythm of dance, where she could momentarily leave everything else behind.

A sudden murmur of gossip cut through the ambient chatter, the tone sharp enough to catch her attention.

“Did you hear about the new dancer?” one stylist whispered, drawing out her words as if relishing their weight.

Chaeryeong’s pulse quickened, but she kept her expression neutral, eyes glued to her phone as though she hadn’t heard.

“Oh yeah,” another stylist chimed in, her red lipstick as bold as the knowing smile she wore. “They say he’s... well, really well-endowed.” She stretched out the last words, savoring the ripple of reactions they prompted and darting her eyes around for signs of who was listening.

Heat crept up Chaeryeong’s neck, her cheeks warming despite her best attempt at indifference. In the mirror, she caught a glimpse of the stylists exchanging conspiratorial looks, their excitement palpable. She focused back on her phone, but the whispered words replayed in her mind, stubbornly refusing to fade.

“Where did you hear that?” a third stylist asked, her eyes wide as if this were the juiciest piece of news in weeks.

“Someone in the wardrobe department,” the second stylist replied, leaning in conspiratorially. “They saw him changing during a show. It was... unmistakable.”

Unmistakable. The word lodged itself in Chaeryeong’s mind. She scolded herself for the flicker of interest that sparked within her. It’s just gossip, she reminded herself. But the allure of whispered secrets had a way of sticking, no matter how much she tried to brush them off.

Chaeryeong attempted to shake off the chatter, but it clung to her thoughts, feeding her curiosity. She opened a recent group photo on her phone from a past shoot, eyes scanning your face, searching for... what, exactly? She didn’t know. The absurdity of it made her bite back a sigh.

She locked her screen and set her phone down, chastising herself. This is ridiculous, she thought, trying to push the rumor out of her mind. But it lingered at the edges, a persistent tickle she couldn’t quite dismiss.

A few days later, Chaeryeong found herself tucked into a quiet corner of a café, a rare escape from the whirlwind of studio life. The hum of coffee machines and the clinking of cups provided a soothing backdrop, calming her frayed nerves. She took a slow sip of her latte, savoring the warmth that radiated through her.

Her peace was short-lived. From a nearby table, lively voices cut through the mellow atmosphere. Natty and Julie, two bright junior members of Kiss of Life, were leaning into each other, their laughter infectiously carefree. Their energy filled the small café, vibrant and uncontainable.

Chaeryeong wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but their excitement was impossible to ignore.

“So... have you heard about the hot topic recently?” Natty’s eyes were wide, her voice tinged with thrill.

Julie’s grin widened as she lowered her voice. “Oh my God, yes! Everyone’s talking about it. You mean... the rumor?”

Chaeryeong’s fingers drummed lightly against her mug. She’d heard variations of this story a hundred times before—momentary bursts of intrigue that swirled through the industry, more smoke than fire. Yet, there was something magnetic about the way these whispers spread. No matter how hard she tried to tune out, the animated tones and shared glances drew her in.

“Yeah, you know... the rumor,” Natty said, barely suppressing her giggles.

Julie leaned back, crossing her arms with a playful smirk. “Honestly, I kind of want to see if it’s true.”

Natty’s eyes widened, shock mixed with amusement. “Wait, what? You’re actually thinking of... finding out?”

A daring glint crossed Julie’s face. “Why not? Everyone’s acting like he’s some kind of god. He’s always so nice and friendly. It wouldn’t be that hard to get close.”

Natty shook her head, half-amused, half-incredulous. “You’re wild! What if it’s not true? Or worse, what if it is?”

Julie’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “That’s what makes it fun! I’m not just going to ask him, obviously. But if the opportunity comes up... why not?”

Chaeryeong took another sip of her coffee, pretending to focus on the view outside. The boldness of youth was something she recognized from her own early days. They were fearless, driven by curiosity and the thrill of what-ifs. But she knew better now. Rumors had a way of spiraling, turning curiosity into consequences.

Yet, their conversation lingered in her thoughts, winding its way into the quiet spaces of her mind. Could there be any truth to it? It was absurd, but the question gnawed at her. She tried to brush it off as idle curiosity, but the story held on like a stubborn melody.

With a sigh, Chaeryeong set down her mug and stood, casting a glance back at Natty and Julie. They were still deep in conversation, laughter bubbling over as they reveled in their world of daring and speculation. Their faces were bright, full of life untouched by the cynicism that came with years in the industry.

As Chaeryeong stepped into the crisp autumn air, a bemused smile tugged at her lips. Maybe, in their own ways, everyone was searching for a little excitement, a hint of truth buried in the glitz and chaos. In the unpredictable realm of K-pop, who wouldn’t want to peek behind the curtain to find out what was real?

-----

On a quiet afternoon, Chaeryeong sprawled across the cool floor of the practice room, her body still humming from hours of intense rehearsal. The mingling scents of sweat and faint traces of perfume filled the air, and the ache in her muscles was a satisfying reminder of her hard work. For a brief moment, silence settled over the room, seeping into her exhaustion and offering a rare sense of peace.

The stillness was broken by the soft, deliberate clicks of Ryujin’s phone. Every few moments, Ryujin’s lips would curl into a smirk, her eyes flickering with amusement as she scrolled through whatever had caught her attention. Chaeryeong, trying to focus on stretching out her legs, found herself drawn to the subtle shifts in Ryujin’s expression.

“What’s got you giggling?” Chaeryeong asked, her tone casual but laced with curiosity. She lifted an arm over her head, feeling the pull in her shoulder, though the stretch couldn’t quite outmatch the intrigue sparked by Ryujin’s grin.

“Oh, just some juicy gossip,” Ryujin replied, snapping her phone shut and looking up with a mischievous glint. “You’ve heard the latest about him, haven’t you?”

Chaeryeong raised an eyebrow, her heart giving a small, involuntary skip. “I’ve heard bits and pieces. What’s new?”

Ryujin leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Well, rumor has it things have taken an… interesting turn.”

Chaeryeong found herself inching closer, her interest piqued. “Interesting how?”

“Remember that new staff member from production? Long hair, brunette, always with the clipboard?” Ryujin’s voice dropped even further as Chaeryeong nodded, recalling the confident, polished woman who’d been around the studio lately. “Apparently, she tried to hook up with him, but it didn’t go as planned.”

Chaeryeong’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?”

Ryujin savored the suspense, a smile playing on her lips. “She called it off halfway through. Said it was ‘too much’ for her.”

Chaeryeong’s mouth fell open in disbelief, a small laugh escaping before she could stop it. “You’re serious?”

Ryujin’s nod was triumphant. “Completely. She’s been avoiding him ever since.” The way Ryujin spoke made it clear she found the entire thing endlessly entertaining. “Can you imagine? She didn’t even finish!”

Chaeryeong leaned back, trying to process the bizarre twist. Until now, the rumors had been little more than idle chatter, a way to pass the time between rehearsals. But this? This felt different—specific, almost too wild to be entirely made up.

“That’s beyond crazy,” she muttered, shaking her head. “So she really just… walked away?”

Ryujin’s smile widened. “Too intense for her, apparently. Makes the rumor even juicier, right?”

Chaeryeong chuckled, fingers brushing her forehead as if to clear the strangeness from her thoughts. She’d always seen you as quiet and reserved, an enigma wrapped in an unassuming presence. You’d danced beside her, shared jokes and casual conversations, but now it felt like a veil of mystery had fallen over you, changing how she saw you.

Ryujin noticed the flicker of interest in Chaeryeong’s eyes and pounced on it. “Not curious at all?”

Chaeryeong scoffed, though a faint warmth crept up her neck. “It’s just gossip. Things like this always get exaggerated.”

Ryujin laughed knowingly. “Maybe. But admit it, there’s a part of you that wants to know. And who’s to say there isn’t some truth hidden in there?”

Chaeryeong rolled her eyes, trying to brush off Ryujin’s teasing, but a reluctant smile played on her lips. “Okay, maybe I’m a little curious,” she conceded.

“Exactly,” Ryujin said, leaning back with a victorious nod. “And who knows? You’ve worked with him more than anyone. If anyone can figure out what’s real, it’s you.”

Chaeryeong’s expression turned wary. “Are you suggesting I go looking for answers?”

“Not exactly,” Ryujin replied with a wink. “But it wouldn’t hurt to keep your eyes open. You never know what you might find.”

As Chaeryeong stood up, stretching her arms high above her head, the tension in her muscles eased, but a new kind of tension lingered in her mind. “I’m not getting caught up in this,” she said, trying to sound resolute.

Ryujin’s smirk deepened. “Sure. Just don’t blame me when you can’t stop wondering.”

Chaeryeong’s gaze drifted across the empty room. Though she said nothing, her thoughts inevitably circled back to you—the unexpected center of a rumor that refused to fade. Despite herself, she couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to you than she had realized.

-----

In the days that followed, her resolve to ignore the gossip unraveled bit by bit. Every break in rehearsal, she’d catch snippets of whispered conversations, soft voices punctuated by the thrill of the latest gossip. The room seemed charged, the air thick with secrets woven together in webs of speculation, and the more she tried to tune it out, the more the curiosity gnawed at her.

It was a curious thing, the way her perception of you began to shift. In her mind, the once-awkward grin and boyish shyness you’d worn so easily took on a new, shadowed dimension. She’d always seen you as the soft-spoken one, the one who was quietly supportive, almost unassuming. But now, even a passing glance was tinged with the echo of those whispered stories, and each encounter left her feeling as if she’d glimpsed only a fraction of who you really were.

The questions pulsed in her thoughts, gaining a stubborn grip, no matter how often she told herself it was only idle gossip. What if the quiet you she’d known was only part of the story? What if there was a depth, a mystery lurking beneath the surface, a piece of you yet to be uncovered?

With every passing day, her curiosity transformed from a soft, passing thought into an itch that lingered, whispering at the back of her mind. And though she told herself to brush it aside, Chaeryeong couldn’t help but wonder. In a world built on appearances and carefully constructed images, maybe there was something real beneath all the stories. And maybe—just maybe—she’d find herself wanting to know who you truly were.

Then, one afternoon, it seemed as though fortune had finally aligned in her favor. Practice had stretched longer than usual, the group winding down and slowly dispersing in pairs or small clusters, chatter buzzing through the air. Chaeryeong, catching her breath near the edge of the practice room, happened to look up just as you turned the corner into the hallway, your figure briefly silhouetted against the light streaming in from the corridor.

Your gaze found hers, and in that brief, quiet exchange, you offered a shy, slightly lopsided smile—a familiar look that made her pulse skip, the awkward charm in it disarming and strangely magnetic. In that moment, something sparked in Chaeryeong’s chest, a flicker of boldness mixed with curiosity. Today, she insisted, I’ll find out more.

Whether it was the way you moved, calm and at ease despite the group’s lively presence, or the weight of the unanswered questions lingering in her mind, she couldn’t ignore the pull anymore. The hallway felt smaller, the walls pressing closer as she crossed the distance between you, her footsteps light but deliberate.

“Hey!” she called out, her tone casual but carrying a note of unmistakable purpose. You paused, a slight furrow of confusion forming on your brow as you turned. “Can you help me with something?” she asked, her smile warm but with a hint of mischief that made your eyes narrow in curiosity.

“Oh, uh… sure. What do you need?” you replied, polite and almost cautious, your tone laced with that familiar modesty she had come to expect from you.

“There’s something broken in my dressing room,” she replied, her tone smooth and casual as she gestured down the hallway. Ignoring the flicker of uncertainty that crossed your face, she took a step forward, inviting you to follow her. You hesitated, but soon enough, you fell into step beside her, the two of you making your way through the quiet corridor toward her dressing room.

Her heart pounded as you neared the door, the quiet intensity of her decision hitting her as she led you inside, closing the door behind. For a moment, you looked around, a faint confusion in your expression as you glanced around the small space.

“So… what exactly is broken?” you asked, your brow lifting as you scanned the room, clearly searching for any sign of damage.

A smile crept onto her face, playful and assured. “There’s nothing broken,” she said softly, watching as the realization dawned in your expression. “I just wanted to get you alone.”

Your eyes widened, surprise and hesitation crossing your face as you struggled to find a response. “Alone? I… I don’t really…”

She reached out, placing a hand on your arm in a gentle but firm gesture, her gaze steady. “You’ve probably heard the rumors about you,” she said, her voice quiet, laced with both curiosity and determination.

Your face flushed, a deep crimson that betrayed your nervousness, and you quickly averted your gaze. “I-I don’t really pay attention to that stuff,” you stammered, shifting uncomfortably.

“Well, I do,” she replied, her voice lowering to a near-whisper, her breath warm and close. “And I’m curious.”

You blinked, taken aback, struggling to process her words. “Curious? About… about what?” Your voice was barely a murmur, your gaze flicking nervously between her face and the door.

“About whether the rumors are true,” she continued, taking a step closer, her eyes searching yours with an intensity that made the air between you both feel electric. She could feel your hesitation, but she wasn’t about to back down—not now.

Your breath hitched, and you took a small step back, the uncertainty clear in your expression. “I… I don’t think this is a good idea, Chaeryeong.”

But she only smiled, undeterred by the protest, taking the soft reluctance as a sign that she was closer to the truth than she’d expected. “I think it’s a great idea,” she said softly, her gaze steady as she leaned in, her hand tracing a slow line down your arm.

Before you could voice another word of protest, she closed the space between you, capturing your lips with her own in a kiss that was unhurried but unmistakably confident. You froze, the surprise evident as her warmth pressed against you, but after a moment, your hands found her waist, responding with an uncertainty that melted into something softer, bolder.

When she pulled back, your breath was shallow, confusion and conflict swirling in your gaze as you looked at her, trying to find the words. “Chaeryeong, I… I don’t want you to think—”

She lifted a finger to your lips, silencing you with a soft shush. “You don’t have to explain anything. I want this.”

Your expression betrayed your uncertainty, but beneath it, there was a flicker of something else—a tension, an attraction you seemed to be struggling to contain. “But… what if this isn’t—”

“Don’t overthink it,” she murmured, her voice soft as her hand found yours, guiding it gently. Her fingers brushed against your skin, warm and light, and you felt the world around you blur, the small room shrinking to just the two of you. “Just show me.”

“Show you?” you repeated, the words barely escaping your lips as you tried to steady yourself, her gaze holding yours with a quiet intensity that felt almost like a challenge.

Her smirk widened, her hand trailing downward, brushing against you with a deliberate slowness that sent a surge of heat through the quiet room. “Show me what I’ve been hearing about.”

A heavy silence fell between you, your gaze flicking toward the door, conflicted but drawn in by the certainty in her eyes. Something shifted in you then—whether it was the thrill of the moment, the pull of her confidence, or the simple desire to finally let go of your restraint, you couldn’t tell. You nodded slowly, your hands moving to the buttons of your shirt, your breath shallow as her eyes followed every motion.

As the last button fell open, Chaeryeong’s gaze grew intense, her breath catching as she took you in. For a moment, the noise and tension of the studio outside felt like a distant memory, her curiosity and excitement heightening with each second. It’s real, she thought, the truth of all the whispers and gossip settling into place, striking her with a thrill she hadn’t fully expected.

"Wow the rumors are true," she whispered, stepping closer. Her hands gently guided you to sit on the plush couch. "I've been looking for someone to be able to fulfill my needs and you are formidable" she admitted, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper.

Sitting down, your heart pounded as Chaeryeong knelt before you. There was a moment of stillness, her eyes locked with yours, before she leaned in. Her breath was warm against your member as she began, her touch sending waves of electricity through your body.

She started slowly, her lips parting to take you in, her movements deliberate and gentle. You could feel her tongue, soft and exploratory, circling the tip before she took more of you into her mouth. The warmth, the wetness, it was overwhelming.

As Chaeryeong continued, she seemed to grow more empowered with each inch she took. Her eyes, when they met yours, were filled with a proud determination. She was proving something to herself as much as she was pleasuring you.

The air was thick with anticipation and the subtle scent of her exertion. She was focused, each movement more deliberate and bold than the last. Her determination was palpable, and you could see it in the way she bit her bottom lip as she concentrated.

Her hands gripped your thighs tightly, using your body for support as she pushed herself to take more of you. With each movement, she adjusted her technique, learning as she went, adapting to the situation with a skill that only came from experience and a deep understanding of her craft.

You could feel the tension building in the room as she took more of you, sinking deeper with each thrust. Her breathing became heavier, and you could hear the soft sounds of her exertion, mingling with the sound of her lips against your skin. Her hair brushed against your thighs as she moved, a soft and sensual contrast to the firmness of her grip.

Finally, she reached the base, her lips pressed against you as she took all of you in. It was a moment of pure intimacy and connection, a testament to her skill and dedication. And as she held you there, you couldn't help but feel a deep sense of admiration and respect for the woman before you.

The feeling of your entire body being enveloped by warmth and tightness was overwhelming. You could feel the muscles of their throat contracting and relaxing around you, creating an indescribable level of pleasure that left you trembling. The sensation of being so completely encased was both thrilling and intimidating, and you couldn't help but let out a gasp of disbelief.

"No one has ever taken me so well before," you managed to say, your voice thick with emotion and desire. Your words were muffled, but still understandable, as you were still buried deep within them. You could hear the surprise and satisfaction in your own voice, and it only served to heighten your arousal.

The experience was so intense and all-consuming that you found it hard to think or speak clearly. You were lost in a sea of pleasure, your mind and body fully focused on the sensations coursing through you. You couldn't believe the level of arousal from being completely inside Chaeryeong's throat. 

She paused for a brief moment, pulling back slowly with a satisfied, almost victorious smile gracing her lips. Her eyes slightly teary but gleamed with a sense of pride and accomplishment, as if she had just uncovered a hidden treasure. In a way, she had discovered exactly how to please you in a manner that was unique to her.

She plunged back down, enveloping your shaft once again with her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue danced and swirled around your member, exploring every inch with a curiosity that was both exhilarating and arousing. The rhythm she employed was methodical and precise, building up a steady momentum that left you breathless and wanting more.

Chaeryeong's technique was unlike anything you had ever experienced before. She moved with a confidence and fluidity that seemed almost otherworldly, as if she had been practicing this art for centuries. Every movement was deliberate and calculated, designed to elicit the maximum amount of pleasure from your body.

As she continued to work her magic, you could feel the tension building way too quick, like a coiled spring ready to burst. your muscles tensed and released, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you struggled to maintain control. But it was no use she had you under her spell, and there was nothing you could do but surrender to the inevitable.

Without warning, the peak arrived embarrassingly quickly, your body tensed up as you surrendered to the intense climax. A wave of pleasure washed over you from head to toe. Crying out her name, your fingers tangled in her hair, pushing her deeper as you rode out the high. Chaeryeong, who was completely dedicated to the moment, took you in as deeply as she could, her jaw stretched wide open to its maximum capacity. However, even with her best efforts, some of your release managed to escape past her lips, leaving a glistening trail that made its way down her chin. The sight of it was incredibly arousing, and it was clear that Chaeryeong had given her all to the moment, creating an unforgettable experience that would be etched in your memory for a long time.

She sat back on her heels, a look of satisfaction and slight surprise on her face as swallowed as much of your release as possible, savoring the taste as she wiped the corner of her mouth. Her chest heaved, not just from the physical exertion, but from the thrill of her achievement.

"Fuck, I cant wait to have you in my guts," she said, her voice a mix of pride and a playful challenge.

You could only nod, still reeling from the intensity, your mind buzzing with the intimacy of the moment.

As she straddled you with a grace that belied her iron will, the air around you thickened with anticipation. "I told you, I'm not like the others," she murmured, her voice a sultry blend of promise and challenge that seemed to resonate with the very walls of the room. "I'm going to take it all, every inch of you."

Chaeryeong reached down and positioned you member along her toned tummy. the outline of your shaft reaching past her belly button and the sight only seemed to heighten her arousal. She lifted herself up and placed your tip right at her entrance. As the first surge of her entry made contact, a sharp and searing connection coursed through both of you, a potent mixture of challenge and exhilaration. Ugh, finally the words echoed in her mind, a silent testament to the culmination of her relentless pursuit.

Her body's response to your formidable presence was visceral, yielding and stretching in a way that was almost overwhelming. It was a threshold moment, where the line between pleasure and pain blurred into a singular, exquisite sensation. The initial sting of the stretch was rapidly eclipsed by a rush of empowerment, a triumphant defiance that scoffed at any hint of intimidation.

As each second ticked by, she experienced a growing sense of command and authority over the situation. She welcomed the intensity, the complexity, and the overwhelming power of the experience, using it to bolster her confidence and firm her resolve.

The moment was profound for both of you, a shared experience of vulnerability and intimacy that neither had encountered before. As you moved together in a rhythm as old as time, there was a sense of exploration, a journey into the uncharted territories of each other's bodies and souls.

For you, the sensation was overwhelmingly new. The initial penetration was a revelation, the heat of her inner walls enveloped you, the tightness and the pulsating warmth bonded you to her in a way words could scarcely capture. Every inch was cradled by her as you became one. It was as if the very essence of your being was being drawn out, channeled through the physical connection that tethered you to her.

While for Chaeryeong, the experience was equally transformative. She felt a stretching, a yielding of her deepest self to accommodate your presence. The depths of her womb were stirred as if from a long slumber. It was as though ancient, primal instincts were roused, acknowledging the potential of creation that lay within the act.

Her body responded with a knowing of its own, a subtle undulation that seemed to draw you in further, inviting you to explore the innermost sanctum of her being. With each movement, she felt more alive, more in tune with the ebbs and flows of her own desire, mirroring the dance of life itself.

Her breaths grew deeper, her grasp tightened, and her spirit soared. She reveled in the realization that she was not merely a passive participant in this dance of passion—she was the masterful conductor, leading them both in this symphony of sensation and connection.

With every sinuous sway of her hips, Chaeryeong's dominance unfurled like a nocturnal bloom, each movement a testament to her unyielding control. She danced a dance of power that commanded the space around her, her body moving with a precision and intent that was nothing short of mesmerizing. Her voice, rich and velvety, wove a sultry symphony that resonated with the raw essence of confidence and command, her words hanging in the air like a seductive incantation.

"Ugh, fuck you're huge," she murmured, her breaths short and quick from the exertion of her rhythmic movements. "You'll never feel this good with anyone else." Her words, laced with a potent blend of pleasure and cunning seduction, curled into the air like tendrils of smoke, captivating the senses and ensnaring the mind. In that moment, Chaeryeong was the embodiment of dominance, her presence an indomitable force that rewrote the rules of engagement, leaving an indelible mark on the soul.

Your gaze was locked onto the vision before you—Chaeryeong's face, a canvas of pure pleasure, her body undulating with a rhythm that resonated deep within your being. A moan escaped your lips, a testament to the desire that was building like a crescendo within you.

She sensed your struggle, the battle to maintain control as you teetered on the brink of something monumental. "Look at you," she breathed, her voice a sultry whisper that seemed to caress your soul. Her fingers traced a delicate path along your jawline, a touch that was both tender and tantalizing. "I'm making you feel so good, aren't I?"

Her words were a silken web, ensnaring you in a trap of yearning from which there was no escape. "You're going to lose yourself in me, aren't you?" she continued, a hint of satisfaction threading through her tone. "After this, you won't want anyone else. You’ll be mine."

Your grip tightened around her waist, a futile attempt to anchor yourself amidst the tumultuous sea of sensations. "I... I can't hold back much longer, Chaeryeong," you confessed, the urgency in your voice betraying your helplessness.

Her smirk was a promise of the inevitable, her movements an expertly choreographed invitation to let go. "Oh, why would you hold back? I want to feel every last bit of you inside me," she teased, her own excitement evident in the catch of her breath.

The air between you crackled with electricity, each touch, each movement fueling the fire that raged within. The rhythm of your union grew ever more insistent, a siren's call to the depths of abandon. "I won’t be able to stop," you managed to utter, a final warning as your eyes locked with hers, the last vestiges of your resolve dissolving under the weight of your need for her.

Chaeryeong's response was a whisper that scorched your ear and sent a fresh cascade of desire down your spine. "That’s exactly what I want. Show me how much you need me," she commanded, her voice a low thrum that resonated with the primal beat of your hearts.

With a renewed fervor, she moved against you, her hips a maelstrom of motion that drove you both inexorably toward the precipice. The world outside this room ceased to exist; only the two of you remained, entwined and moving as one. The couch beneath you protested faintly, its legs scraping against the floor—a mere whisper compared to the symphony of your mingled breaths and the roar of passion that enveloped you.

"Cum for me," she urged, her voice a blend of triumph and anticipation. "Show me you’re mine."

With a final, surrendering thrust, you reached the zenith of pleasure, your voice breaking in a raw, primal cry as ecstasy consumed you. "I'm cumming," you declared, your body a conduit for the overwhelming surge of release that coursed through every nerve.

The room was thick with the scent of passion, a musky perfume that clung to the air and enveloped the two entwined figures. Chaeryeong's breaths came in short, sharp gasps. Her body, slick with the exertion of their shared dance, moved with an urgency that matched the pounding of her heart, a drumbeat that seemed to echo the rhythm of their lovemaking.

As she surrendered to the waves of her climax, she found herself immersed in an ocean of bliss, her body quivering beneath the relentless surge of rapture. "Yes! I'm cumming! Fill me up" she screamed, her cries a declaration of victory.

Each pump of your seed overflowing within her propelled her to new heights, a sensation that had once been merely a fantastical dream, now vividly experienced. Her body convulsed and succumbed to the intensity, her cries intermingling with the potent atmosphere of the room, culminating in an intoxicating sensory symphony. At long last, she had discovered the pinnacle of her sexual quest, the ultimate fulfillment that had eluded her until this moment of unbridled surrender.

Her fingers, like talons, clawed at your chest, not out of aggression but from a primal need to mark you as hers. She sought to erase the boundaries between you, to blur the lines until there was no her, no you, but a singular entity caught in the throes of passion. It was as if she believed that with enough force, enough desire, she could fuse your very essences together, creating a bond that transcended the physical realm.

As the warmth of the moment settled around you both, Chaeryeong’s fingers moved with slow, intentional strokes along your collarbone, lingering as if marking her place. She traced small circles over your skin, her touch both gentle and claiming, a wordless reminder that she held a special kind of control here. Her gaze lingered on you, unwavering and filled with a spark of something deeper, a hint of possessive pride in the effect she had on you.

She leaned closer, her lips brushing against your ear, her voice low and deliberate. “You know,” she murmured, each word sinking in with quiet intensity, “no one else could ever take you like I do.” Her fingers drifted to your jawline, holding you there as she spoke, her eyes narrowing slightly, studying you in a way that felt intimate, almost territorial. “You’re mine now,” she added softly, her voice laced with a blend of warmth and certainty, as if she had no doubt of the truth in her words.

There was a satisfaction in her expression, a quiet, possessive pride that seemed to fill the space between you. Her hand found yours, and her grip tightened, an unspoken promise in the way her fingers intertwined with yours. “When you want this again”—she gave your hand a gentle squeeze—“you’ll know exactly where to find me.”

Her eyes never left yours, her gaze intense and steady as if binding you to her in an unbreakable vow. She leaned forward, her lips pressing against yours in a kiss that was slow and lingering, a deliberate, possessive mark she left there like a signature, something to remember her by.

When she finally pulled away, the warmth of her core around your shaft vanished, replaced by the cold, empty air that only made you crave her all the more. As she rose, a trace of your seed slipped down from her glistening folds. The sight stirred something primal within you—a longing that went beyond desire, a need to be inside her again, to feel that consuming warmth at all times.

Her hand lingered on your chest as she looked down at you, her gaze satisfied yet somehow gentle, as if savoring the effect she’d left on you. Her fingers traced along your jaw, her touch warm and lingering, as if marking you with the memory of her presence.

With an effortless grace, she rose to her feet and cast one last, lingering look back at you. Her gaze held a quiet dominance, an unspoken assurance that the spark between you was entirely hers to command. She dressed herself swiftly, leaving the lingering trace of your essence inside her, a mark of the connection you’d just shared. And as she slipped away, her touch, her warmth, and the faint, visceral reminder of your bond wrapped around you like an invisible tether—one you knew you’d carry long after she was gone.

[tension4mari]

hiii so ive had this idea for a while now but i just dont have the skills to write it myself, its not really a reader x character but more of a maybe actor!reader x the actor of the character if u get me??😭😭

so the idea is actor!reader plays a character that is also played as the love interest/partner of hwang inho (lee byung hun's character) and during their scenes together (in can be like a cute/lovey dovey interaction between their characters or u can also make it a sex scene or both if ur up for it🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️) reader just keeps messing up her lines or having trouble staying in character because she keeps getting flustered/shy by lee byung hun causing them to redo the scene over and over again so him and the whole cast just keeps laughing and teasing her about it😣😣🙏🙏🙏

I got you! NOW. I'm not the best at writing smut ^-^ so bare with me here!

✮⋆˙Paring - Actor!Reader x Actor!Lee Byung-Hun

Summary - Just read 😭-

๋࣭ ⭑⚝Working with Lee Byung-Hun was always hard for you. Seeing his handsome sharp features always had you in a chokehold. You didn't know exactly what it was about him that drawled you in with him. Was it his hair? personality? His amazing acting skills? You just couldn't put your finger on it.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝You were now in the indoor filming set with your crew getting ready to film you and Lee's part of the movie. Your roll was acting as his wife. Finally getting in check you get up and walk over to the set getting ready to film both of you guys part.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝"Ready 'y/n'?" called out one of your supervises "Yeah! All good to go" you said "You got it!" Lee walks onto set and you swear you could feel the wind get knocked out of you. Looking straight in your direction "You're all set 'y/n'?" he says coming closer. "Mhm!' you quickly say, stepping back just a little to create a distance you don't need between the two of you.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝"That's great, let's start" Lee say's "

The sence was simple. All it required was for you to get pulled over from your waist by Lee and get told a few words. See? not so hard, you told yourself.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝"Aright, take one... Go!" the director called out.

Soon enough Lee came towards you, gradually grabbing you from the waist, speaking from his angelic voice, "I've heard what happened while I was at work. Are you alright Mylove?" He says and you can feel your face start to burn up "Yes I'm fine, I wasn't caught in the crossfire fortunately" you Stummer out "Thats wonderful to hear Love, I was worried sick about you" he spills Getting closer to you. This was the part you were supposed to kiss at, and God, were you not ready once he pulls in, face slowly but surely inches from yours Comes in and kisses you.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝You pull back and throw your head to the side, Lee frowns and askes you what's wrong. And all you could do is shake your head and backup "Um uh- nothing, Its nothing!" all of the crew members are staring and starts to crack up. "Y/n, what the hell was that!." you coworker says jokily while dying from laugher, "Hey that's not even funny! You guys are a joke" you defend yourself while covering you face with your hand, Lee hand comes up to yours and pull your hands down so he can see our face "Oh God, and look even her face is burning with red!" Another coworker says laughing "Ughhh! you guys are the worse!" you say while turning away.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝You both ended up having to redo the sence more than 3 times each time you were messing up

๋࣭ ⭑⚝'Im calling in a break" you hear your director say Lee then turns to you "Y/n, I need to speak to you" "oh.. Yeah, um what's up?" "privately" he says. He leads you towards his trailer and open the door so that you can walk in first.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝You both are inside his trailer and he speaks "So. What was al of that about earlier?" "uh..Huh? i have no idea what you're talking about" you mumble looking away. He grabs your chin softly and make you look at him "Don't pay foolish with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about." he says, staring at you daring for you to lie again.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝"I- ok. I admit it. I've got a crush on you Mr. Byung-Hun." "..." it gets quiet for a moment, he's still staring at you. But then he leans forward and kisses you. "Mm, how long? he says while breaking from the kiss looking at you. "Uhm, two years." "Really? two years? why'd you didn't say anything earlier' 'Y/n'"i feel the same way." "Well i can only assume since... you just kissed me." You speak "You got a mouth on you, you know That?" He says grabbing your waist. "Yeah... I do, are you going to do something about that?' "I might just have to." he say

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ "Oh yea?" "Yeah" He says kissing and sucking on your neck gradually. You let out a small moan that has him ushering to get more out of you. He pulls his knee up in between your tights , onto your cunt. "Oh, fuck-, that feels good" you say out of breathe from all of the moaning you've been doing. He pulls his knee down which causes you to frown at the loss of friction. "C'mere" he says pulling you towards the couch.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝"He sits down, pulling his cock from his pants. "Take off those." He says hurriedly wanting to feel you on his cock immediately. You take off your jeans along with your panties in a quick swift.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝You climb ontop of Lee's lap slowly sinking down on his shaft "Fuck- You feel amazing" you only hum in agreement. He then starts moving his hips, throwing his head into the crook of your shoulder.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝"Mmp-i need to feel more of you" he says as he stuffs inch after thick inch into your cunt. "Shit, I don't think I can take anymore-". He lifts up his hips fucking you deep and hard, thrust after thrust.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝"You're doing so good for me. J'-Just take it-,hmhp. I know you can" He mutters against the skin of your neck.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝The way he fucks his way into your tight pussy you thought you saw stars. "M'm close" you spoke , pussy hugging his cock. Ah! shit!" you screamed while arching your back further.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝Lee quickens his thrusts, adjusting to the rhythm. You moan once more, cumming on his cock. He continues to fuck into your hips none stop, He grunts loudly as he cums hardly into you.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ "I want to take you to dinner 'y/n'." Lee spoke softly. "Yeah?" you said turning to look him in the eyes. "This weekend." "I'm up for it!, Can't wait till then" you say laughing

๋࣭ ⭑⚝He thinks you're the most beautiful person he's ever seen when you laugh. "Well, that's settled. We have to get back on set before breaks over. he voices.

Bro- this is so bad I WANNA CRY.

I am also so SORRYYYY this took so long to write. I had to start this over 4 different times 😔 i just cant- UGHHHH

[xf-cases-solved]

i fucking love how watching xfiles in order gives you such insane emotional whiplash

like for example, s1 you have ice, this amazing "the thing"-esque thriller, immediately followed by space, which is probably top ten least memorable episodes in the world. beyond the sea has so many emotional beats and insane levels of acting skill, immediately followed by fucking gender bender lmfao. the absolute mindfuck of having the duane barry/ascension/one breath trio interrupted by the 14 year old emo kid's vampiric wet dream that is 3??? unparalleled levels of unhinged decision making in that production room

anyway, i just watched colony/end game, and it ends with that poignant scene between mulder and scully in the hospital, after she put on such a demonstration of loyalty and love by ignoring his wishes and going after him and saving his life, and mulder finishes the scene by talking about how he has renewed faith in his search for truth despite his heartbreak, and it's beautiful bc in the end, isn't loyalty, love, and faith what this show is all about? -cue credits-

then "watch next episode" pops up and

it is the one with the invisible gorilla

this shit sure does keep you on your toes, huh?

[snghnlvr]

9:41pm | park sunghoon

park sunghoon x fem!reader

synopsis: you could not handle your boyfriend’s handsomeness when he’s studying.

includes: 1.4k words | soft hours | y/n is clingy and just wanted a hug but it turned into vulnerability time | sunghoon is mad fine

extra: thank you sunghoon for tuning into your weverse live now i’m more whipped for you

likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated !!

[below the cut]

you didn���t know if you were love struck by your boyfriend’s visuals or your hormones are acting upon you. 

maybe both.

usually when you’re studying at sunghoon’s room, you’re focused on your tasks with your computer in front of you, your notebook and pen on the side - ready to write any necessary information of your past lessons for your upcoming exams, and your headphone blasted on full volume to stay concentrated and get your study sessions over with so you can sleep.

since you had nothing to study for, you’re laying around sunghoon’s bed as your cuddling with his one of his pillows and scrolling down social media. 

you turned your body around and see your boyfriend’s backview which instantly made you smile, especially with how focused he is from his airpods blasting music but you can’t take him seriously when his hair has some messy strands all over. you chuckled as you put your phone down and continue to admire him from the back.

your boyfriend keeps getting more handsome everyday that it sometimes make you malfunction from his insane visuals. sometimes, you get jealous when you notice the stares and whispers from girls whenever both of you are on public. but sunghoon, doesn’t care about them, always holding your hand tightly, wrapping his arm around your shoulder to pull you close, or if he’s annoyed by the comments or possessive over you, he would keep you close to him by having his hand on your waist and it would stay there until he drops you off to your house.

gosh, you really question how he’s your boyfriend.

it’s hard to resist him and you acknowledge that.

you get up from his bed, walking slowly and carefully to sneak up behind him. you glanced up as you stood behind his chair, you frowned when you realized he’s studying biology — one of your least favorite subjects to study for.

you contemplate whether or not to bother him for a little. he does need a break, right?

you took a step, standing next to his chair as your hands traveled to his hair.

you lightly massaged his hair and your eyes admired the notes that he took, making you amazed at his skills. 

sunghoon looked up at you, smiling when he sees you. he immediately put his pen down. he took a moment to swallow the scene in front of him with your side profile presented to him. he wanted to capture the moment.

“what’s up?” sunghoon asked, pausing his music from his phone and took off his airpods.

“hm?” you were distracted with his organized notes, your chin tilting to face him then your eyes following. you greeted him with a smile that made him smile even bigger.

“are you hungry? bored?” sunghoon questioned, his fingers reaching the one strand of hair that was covering your whole face. you looked at him, startled. his eyes were focused as he lightly puts your hair behind your ear. you blushed. “anything princess?”

that darn nickname.

“uh uhm..” you were at a loss of words, your heart beat quickening when he stares at you, waiting patiently for an answer. you looked away from him, it was too much for you to handle. 

“just a want a little hug..” you puffed your cheeks, eyes wandering random objects in his room to distract yourself. you confessed, embarrassed to see sunghoon witness you being clingy.

sunghoon’s eyebrows jumped, not expecting that response. but he realized that you were blushing, probably acknowleding that you were embarrassed to want a hug but sunghoon didn’t care. 

sunghoon stared at you more. your cheeks being filled with the color pink. your shy eyes tering away from his vision. nibbling your lips in nervousness. 

a smile formed on his lips, tilting his head on the side because he thinks you’re adorable — so adorable. his heart beat quickened at the sight of you.

“of course y/n.” sunghoon grabbed your arm, pulling you closer to him. you gasped at the sudden action, your eyes widen when sunghoon pulled you into his lap. your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. you leaned back to see sunghoon but he stared at you with a mischevious smile and a head tilt — a smug look. 

you wanted to poke his dimple.

sunghoon stood up straighter so that you’ll be able to hug him comfortably. and you did, inhaling his signature scent of vanilla and musk. you closed your eyes to take in the smell and sunghoon’s hands were resting comfortably on your waist. you melted into his hug that was very comforting. you would sometimes say nothing and straight up hug him whenever you’re tired. sunghoon would get the message and lets you hug him until you’re done. he doesn’t mind. really.

all of your thoughts, all of your common sense flew out. your stare softens every feature of your boyfriend, his moles all over his face, his perfectly structured nose, shiny eyes with his classic black specs illuminated from the table lamp — gosh your heart is beating fast.

you leaned back, sunghoon’s eyes back to you. his attention was back to you. his eyebrows jumped as he asked, “what’s wrong?”

you felt bad for distracting him but with that stare of his, his love gaze, you couldn’t help it.

sunghoon’s grasp on you was tighter so you don’t fall. you felt getting more enchanted from your boyfriend’s beauty. you don’t know what possessed you but you removed your arms from his shoulders. your hands slowly moved up towards his face. you were tempted to poke his moles but you held back.

sunghoon’s heart beat kept getting quicker with every action from you. he was eyeing you, from your fingers coming up towards your face then back to your eyes where you seemed focused on something else. his eyes darkened, leaning back to get a better view from you especially when you were towering over him. he was starting to relax and let you do whatever you want to him. he was enjoying it.

you are so beautiful right in front of him. you looked really magical, he wonders how he’s so lucky to date a girl like you. do you know that?

you reached his glasses, slowly and carefully took them off. some of his hair strands fell down, slightly covering his eyes. 

you gulped, what a sight. your heart beat quickened at sunghoon staring hard at you. you glanced down towards his lips that were so tempting fro you to leaned down to them.

sunghoon kept staring at you, a pinkish color forming on your cheeks as he took the time to your admire your beauty.

“sorry,” you muttered lowly, trying to calm yourself down. your shy eyes tering away from his vision. nibbling your lips in nervousness when sunghoon was below you. 

sunghoon was surprised to hear you apologizing when you had nothing to apologize for. “no.” he quickly said.

you looked back at sunghoon once again, startled when his fingers slowly touched your jaw to get his attention. his thumb rubbing your cheek as you leaned into it. his grasp on your jaw wasn’t strong but strong enough when you can imagine how he is feeling by the way he was staring at you with a soft smile playing on his lips. 

“shit y/n what am i gonna do with you?” your heart quick raced when you heard his deep, raspy voice. it’s once in a blue moon to hear something come out of him and it would never fail to make you melt.

you didn’t say anything. you hand reaching to cover his hand on you jaw. you caress them. you closed your eyes for a few seconds before replying,

“love me.” you whispered, looking at him. sunghoon saw your vulnerability and he swears to god that he will. he will love you every day, every night, every second until he gives up — heck he would not give up loving you. at this point, he’s already planning wedding vows. he will not stop loving you until both of you grow old and sick of each other. 

“yes, yes i will.” sunghoon said whatever what was on top of his head. he is utterly at a loss of thoughts. he smiles when you giggled at him like it was a calming melody to him. “you make me go insane, it’s crazy y/n..” he whispers. he rubs your hip with his other hand on your waist. “even if i die, i will never stop loving you.” you think he’s being dramatic but you don’t say that.

“good.” you nibbled at your lip to prevent a big smile on your face. you leaned into him, stealing a kiss from his lips. you saw a frown from sunghoon when you pulled away. you merely saw him chasing your lips for a second as his eyes were glued on your pretty lips.

“because i will never stop loving you either.” you smiled right in front of him. sunghoon looks up with a soft stare and your stomach curls at the sight. sunghoon swears he’s the most luckiest person alive and that he will brag to every single individual on this earth to proudly say that he’s dating you. he doesn’t care about the single pals.

you felt a breath on your lips when sunghoon pulled you again for another kiss. and you pulled him closer until nothing separates the two of you.

[bonbonly]

a/n: a little thought to help me get back into writing (because god forbid im allowed to sit down in front of my computer without my family losing their mind asdfasdf), new au alert tho: hollywood!

↪ producer!carlos sainz that's more than willing to sign you onto films only if you showcase your gratitude on your knees. you're more than happy to oblige to help boost your career, but you realize he's slowly starting to see you less and is now more focused on a younger supporting actress, costing you some big films in favor for her.

↪ actor!daniel ricciardo who's still trying to make his big comeback with a good film, but can't stand having to share the screen with you and makes it more apparent when he decides to purposely outshine you in scenes that were made for you. you bite your tongue and play along, knowing you only had a few days left before filming ended.

↪ actor!max verstappen who garners all the praise on set, snapping his fingers and asking you to get his coffee. you tell him repeatedly that you're his co-star, not his assistant, and he slaps his forehead, apologizing and explaining that he just keeps forgetting. you find out later that he was one of the main reasons why you were snubbed from an oscar a few years ago.

↪ actor!charles leclerc that's the fresh face, the pretty boy that came in for an increase in audience viewership as you put it. he smiles at you, saying that's always admired your work but before you can rescind your statement he adds, "just your work, not you, though" and now you're trying all you can to get him fired from set for hurting your ego.

↪ producer!lewis hamilton who always sends you back to producer!carlos despite your pleas to work with someone new because you cannot stand being the second female lead, you want priority! he smirks at you, shaking his head and saying the only way for him to prioritize you is for you to only ever listen to what he demands. his offer isn't very tempting, but you'd rather stick with him than carlos. that was the best choice, right?

↪ director!sebastian vettel that loves to dote on you while filming, praising your skills in front of the other artists who aren't very happy. he loves to guide you through a scene, hands on your hips as he positions you just the way he wants in front of the camera. he likes to inhale your scent, leaving a flirty comment about how amazing you are. you soak all his words, at least someone was giving you the attention you deserved!

↪ retired scriptwriter!nico rosberg who you keep calling to come back into the field so you could work on something together and create an academy award winning film. he's not very thrilled and likes to be left alone, being fed up with the lifestyle of actors and actresses. but when he sees you waiting outside his house in nothing but a fur coat, he might reconsider your proposal. he has some good ideas on what to do with you... scriptwise that is.

↪ film critic!jenson button that loves to write a new article about how your films suck. he gets a kick out of seeing you all riled up, storming into his office at night with a scowl on your face. he twirls his pencil around his fingers, tossing you another critique he wrote. he circles around you, asking if you liked his new paper. when you tell him he better write an apology, or else you'd ruin his career, he shrugs and pulls you onto his lap whispering "we both know the real reason why you even bother to visit me"

↪ retired actor!fernando alonso that's your mentor and hates to see you perform poorly on screen. he lets you come over to his house for some private acting lessons that's only for you and none of the other rookies. most of the time, you're always tangled in his bedsheets, the script for your new movie on the ground. he might be sneaky enough to have his hand on your ass when you walk on the red carpet, telling the media he was just guiding you to the premiere nothing else!

[sashi-ya]

かんぱい！「part 2」 soshiro hoshina x f! officer! reader

a/n: I told you I wanted to write a " nsfw continuation" of the cuts of freedom fic. So, here it is! You can read it alone without reading the first part, or read it after the first one! You decide, enjoy! tw: mdni! sex explicit scenes. public. oral. biting and marking. vag. dry humping. creampie. wc: 1k // masterlist

Fast and silent. snatched from your waist, pulled to a very dark corner.

The sharp feeling of two hungry fangs carving marks on the small of your neck. Strong, yet delicate hands, squeezing the sides of your hips. Being lulled, by subtly whispers that invite you to sin, while the rest drink and eat.

“Come here, hehe ~” he laughs, kissing right over the bitten spots. “Here? vice-captain Hoshina, this is too risky” you murmur, unable to stop yourself from grazing your ass against his crotch. The powerful blade user is more than an amazing vice-captain and warrior;  you have become… addicted to the way he makes love to you.

One of his hand, a little cold, slides down your waist until your lower belly and from there right towards your core. He presses you, strongly and firmly, against him to make you feel how already hard he has become.

As you snake your hips side to side, you allow your superior and lover to dry hump you even with your uniforms on. While him, traces circles over your sex, precise and right over the perfect spot.

More and more bites are left on your skin, as the marks your teeth carve on your lips while trying to supress moans and whines. And it is that the little light coming from the dining hall can get you both discovered in such impure acts.

Alcohol and food fills the stomachs of your friends; they are celebrating Hibino becoming an official from the JAKDF and that -for now- everybody seems fine and healthy. A battle that left some bittersweet memories was finally over, yet not definitely, the war against Kaiju.

And there was also alcohol running through Soshiro’s blood. Maybe, it was that, and how beautiful you looked during dinner what made him follow you after you stood up for the bathroom.

“I wanna fuck you right here, pull those pants down…” he whispers, slipping skilful fingers in between your pants and your skin.

A shiver runs through your skin… one thing is playing, another very different is fucking. Wouldn’t this get you in trouble? Both of you? it is even ok to date -fuck- your vice-captain?

But can you stop? Can you tell him no? Would you? of course, not…

The lose pants that cover your skin while the antikaiju suit is off, fall and get stuck around your ankles. The fine lace panties, already dripping wet, also does.

“Mghhjj…” he scoffs, this time sexily in your ear, while sliding his index in between your folds. It gets absolutely dampened, a sensation he enjoys the most.  

Unexpectedly, such finger gets closer to your lips inviting you to taste a hint of yourself. And as you comply to his silent order, his index goes from your tongue to his.

Soshiro gets on his knees, spreading your ass cheeks with his hands for a better access, and right there he attacks your core from behind.

You try your best to cover up the whine you couldn’t stop from coming out; even if thankfully Kafka’s comic relief helped you out into preventing your friends from hearing you. He seemed to be choking with something, while Reno hits his back and everyone else laugh.

“Told you he was going to be a great comic relief~” Soshiro adds, taking his whole face from your pudic anatomy only to go back immediately after.

Sometimes, in between the excellent usage of his tongue skills, your inner thighs receive kisses and bites.

And you, unable now to control your muscles from trembling and your core from tensing, press your forehead against the wall in front of you. Your hands, however, have reached for Soshiro’s purple tinted hair, pulling for him not to stop giving you an oral delight.

Enough with the tongue, what he wants now is to bury himself so very deep inside of you. And so, he does.

Soshiro stands up, gripping your hands tightly against the small of your back to keep you still. Once and many more times, you are not using his body… he is using yours.

His pants also fall down, the muscles on his abs tense showing through the compression shirt he loves to wear. His hardness, so deliciously tempting, menaces your entrances… oh, to destroy your insides in such way…

Eager, he however stops himself from fucking you instantly, and instead he only lets the tip graze your entrance. Raw, warm, dangerously mixing the honeys of your lusts.

“Soshi… Soshiro, please…” you plead, you want him so deep inside it probably hurts.

“Mmm… is that the proper way to talk to your superior, (name)-chan?” he laughs, subtly slapping your entrance with his sex. He probably enjoys the way transparent strings form in between your folds and his throbbing dick.

“Hoshina fuku taichou, please… fuck… me” you beg, lifting your hips enough for his hardness to slide a little bit into you.

“What a wonderful officer you are, (Name)-chan; allow me then to fuck you very hard”

You tremble, throwing your head back as he rams into you, mercilessly. His hand lands opportunely over your mouth to stop you from moaning loudly. “Silence, honey. You don’t really want them to hear you, or do you?”

You deny with your head, watching him from the side, in between a tear pooled in the corner of your eye. He is that good, you even want to cry.

Back arched, hands pinned back, and your mouth covered up. A total slave of his thrusts. But he is a human too, struggling to contain grunts as both of you reach for climax…

While voices asking for where you two are reach your ears, there is no doubt things should conclude fast. And it’s either stop or finish it up. And both, specially him and your spasming walls, chose exactly to fill and to be filled.

“I want you to sit back at the table with my cum still inside you… would you be able to hold it in for me?”

“Ye-yes, Hoshina fuku-taichou…”  

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ「part 3? here 」

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Rita Moreno (Singin' in the Rain, West Side Story)—She’s an EGOT, an absolute legend for how she navigated her career as a woman of color in the fifties and sixties. Her performance as Anita in West Side Story is why I go back to that movie so many times. She is an icon and she is the moment.

Marlene Dietrich (Shanghai Express, Witness for the Prosecution, Morocco)—Bisexual icon, super hot when dressed both masculine and feminine, lived up her life in the queer Berlin scene of the 1920s, central to the 'sewing circle' of the secret sapphic actresses of Old Hollywood, refused lucrative offers by the Nazis and helped Jews and others under persecution to escape Nazi Germany, the love of my life

We are in the quarterfinals of the Hot & Vintage Movie Women Tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Propaganda is not my own and is on a submission basis. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Rita Moreno propaganda:

"Amazing showstopping actress in her one big memorable role as Anita in West Side Story. She sings and dances with unmatched joy and energy, and then breaks your heart with her acting. Rita took a role that felt as a stereotype to latina women and made it compelling and multifaceted. Her subsequent career was filled with mostly side roles, but she still managed to excel in whatever Hollywood threw at her."

"It’s Rita!! The EGOT herself! She can act, she can sing, she can dance, a triple threat. Obviously absolutely iconic as Anita in West Side Story (her part of the Tonight Quintet is the sexiest part of the film, fight me). But before that she was the amazing Zelda in Singin’ In the Rain!?! Thanks Zelda, you’re a real pal."

"She continues to be amazing but also she's got legs for days."

"THEE iconic rita moreno, EGOT winner, civil rights activist, theatre legend. watch her documentary "Rita Moreno: Just a Girl Who Decided to Go for It". also her rendition of "fever" on the muppet show"

Marlene Dietrich:

ms dietrich....ms dietrich pls.....sit on my face

its marlene dietrich!!!! queer legend, easily the hottest person to ever wear a tuxedo, that hot hot voice, those glamorous glamorous movies…. most famously she starred in a string of movies directed by josef von sternberg throughout the 1930s, beginning with the blue angel which catapulted her to stardom in the role of the cabaret singer lola lola. known for his exquisite eye for lighting, texture, imagery, von sternberg devoted himself over the course of their collaborations to acquiring exceptional skill at photographing dietrich herself in particular, a worthy direction in which to expend effort im sure we can all agree. she collaborated with many other great directors of the era as well, including rouben mamoulian (song of songs), frank borzage (desire), ernst lubitsch (angel), fritz lang (rancho notorious), and billy wilder (witness for the prosecution). the encyclopedia britannica entry im looking at while compiling this propaganda describes her as having an “aura of sophistication and languid sexuality” which✔️💯. born marie magdalene dietrich, she combined her first and middle names to coin the moniker “marlene”. she was a trendsetter in her incorporation of trousers, suits, and menswear into her wardrobe and her androgynous allure was often remarked upon. critic kenneth tynan wrote, “She has sex, but no particular gender. She has the bearing of a man; the characters she plays love power and wear trousers. Her masculinity appeals to women and her sexuality to men.” in the 1920s she enjoyed the vibrant queer nightlife of weimar berlin, visiting gay bars and drag balls, and in hollywood her love affairs with men and women were an open secret. she was an ardent opponent of nazi germany, refusing lucrative contacts offered her to make films there, raising money with billy wilder to help jews and dissidents escape, and undertaking extensive USO tours to entertain soldiers with an act that included her a playing musical saw and doing a mindreading routine she learned from orson welles. starting in the 50s and continuing into the mid-70s she worked largely as a cabaret artist touring the world to large audiences, employing burt bacharach as her musical arranger.

First of all, there are those publicity photos of her in a tux. Second of all, I have never been the same since knowing that she sent copies of those photos to her Berlin lovers signed "Daddy Marlene." Not only is she hot in all circumstances, but she can do everything from earthy to ice queen. Also, she kept getting sexy romantic lead parts in Hollywood after the age of 40, which would be rare even now. She hated Nazis, loved her friends, and had a sapphic social circle in Hollywood. She also had cheekbones that could cut glass and a voice that could melt you.

Her GENDER her looks her voice her everything

“In her films and record-breaking cabaret performances, Miss Dietrich artfully projected cool sophistication, self-mockery and infinite experience. Her sexuality was audacious, her wit was insolent and her manner was ageless. With a world-weary charm and a diaphanous gown showing off her celebrated legs, she was the quintessential cabaret entertainer of Weimar-era Germany.”

The bar scene in Morocco awoke something in me and ultimately changed my gender

"Her manner, the critic Kenneth Tynan wrote, was that of ‘a serpentine lasso whereby her voice casually winds itself around our most vulnerable fantasies.’ Her friend Maurice Chevalier said: ‘Dietrich is something that never existed before and may never exist again.’”

"Songstress, photographer, fashion icon, out bisexual phenom (notoriously stole Lupe Velez and Joan Crawford's men, and Errol Flynn's wife, had a torrid affair with Greta Garbo that ended in a 60-year feud, other notable conquests including Erich Maria Remarque -yes, the guy who wrote All Quiet on the Western Front- Douglas Fairbanks Junior, Claudette Colbert, Mercedes de Acosta, Edith Piaf), anti-Nazi activist. Marlene was a bitch - she had an open marriage for decades and one of her favorite things was making catty commentary about her current lover with her husband, and her relationship with her daughter was painful- but she was also immensely talented, a hard worker, an opponent of fascism and the hottest ice queen in Hollywood for a long time."

"She can sing! She can act! She told the Nazis to fuck off and became a US citizen out of spite! She worked with other German exiles to create a fund to help Jews and German dissidents escape (she donated an entire movie salary, about $450k, to the cause). She looks REALLY GOOD in a suit. If you're not convinced, please listen to her sing "Lili Marlene". Absolutely gorgeous woman with a gorgeous voice."

Gifset link

"Bisexual icon and Nazi-hater. Looks absolutely stunning in the suits she liked to wear. 'I dress for the image. Not for myself, not for the public, not for fashion, not for men'."

"would you not let her walk on you?"

[lunarriviera]

listen i know the rest of you are going to make far superior gifsets and believe me i will reblog every single one, but i could not wait, so i threw this together bc i had to yell at you about zhang xincheng RIGHT NOW and i needed visual evidence of what i'm on about.

[clutches you by the collar very gently and whispers urgently at you]

you maybe already knew that "zhang xincheng's acting skills" was in the top 10 weibo hot search all day yesterday, but if you didn't i think you can now see why. i left out the more ghastly parts of this scene (as well as all the shots of fu xinbo's superbly horror-stricken face, the face of a man seeing something no one should have to see, the face of man looking directly into a war) bc that's not what's relevant to me here. and lbr any old first-year drama student can have a fake seizure.

instead what i wanted to focus on is some of the most astonishing transparency i've ever witnessed a television actor offering their audience. this is a character dragging himself deliberately into the pit of hell bc he thinks that's what he has to do—to be saved? oh no, not saved. fei du doesn't think he can be saved. he's just trying to pass as a creature that's shaped like, behaves like, something roughly equivalent to a human being. this is part of how fei du has crafted his "painted skin," the one that only lwz ever sees through.

(and whichever screenwriter decided lwz should have to be there for this? should watch fei du put himself through self-torture as a way to visualize figuring it out?—whoever you are, screenwriter, i could cheerfully kiss you. this choice doesn't just compress and expedite narrative but it gives us additional character payout: amazing.)

and yet! not as amazing as that moment when zhang xincheng leans forward and smiles. it's not that fei du sees lwz, not in this reality; if he's smiling at anyone, it might be fei chengyu. but i would also put it to you that at least part of the reason luo wenzhou is so absolutely horrified is that he's afraid of his own complicity in this nightmare. what if his crabby chinese-dad lectures, the belligerent fussing, the constant criticisms, have done a kind of work he never intended? fei du genuinely believes (but thanks to fei chengyu, not lwz) that he's incapable of human emotion and reactions, empathy and connection, and that he has to be punished into some simulacrum of personhood. when he leans forward and smiles like that? "i'm good now, aren't i? look at me trying—i want to be good, like you and tao ran. it will never work. i'm unsalvageable, i'm worthless, i'm wreckage. but i'm trying to be a person, i'm trying to be good like you are—"

from this moment on, lwz has a newly doubled responsibility. it's not just what his shifu had told him (and what luo wenzhou recognized, when a young fei du had first looked at him with "a gaze so clear it had been nearly wild…stifling never-before-uttered cries for help"): namely, that "if someone ever looks at you like that, you…absolutely cannot fail to live up to those expectations." lwz's been carrying that burden already; after all, he's been investigating this case for over seven years. but now, it's also his responsibility to make sure that going forward, starting from today, he doesn't fail to protect fei du from himself (from fei chengyu, really; and the drama does a little sleight-of-hand here, but more on that some other time). he starts by ordering fei du to "come back to the bureau and work overtime with me," his first desperate attempt to stop this, without having to confront fei du (whom he knows would simply shut him out anyway, at this point—put on his glasses and his mask and smile the cold polite little peach-blossom smile, the rehearsed painted skin).

here's the interesting thing, though, and then i swear to god i will shut up and let you go on your way: apparently no one ever told fei du, or he never read about or internalized, despite his brilliance—that you can't teach new behavior through negative stimuli. it's basic operant conditioning; he should have known this. think about it for one second: "don't do that" doesn't tell you what you should do. it teaches an organism to be aversive, but it doesn't give them any positive behavior to fill the void instead. that's why the word "no" means nothing to a well-trained service dog. "no" doesn't give any direction or instruction; it doesn't suggest any outcome. in a very twisted kind of way, this actually proves what fei du loves to deny: that he has raging ptsd. it's just plain self-punishment, not self-correction, and he's deluding himself. absolutely none of what he's doing in the basement would be making him better, EVEN IF he were antisocial.

(the visual metaphor for this is the completely unnecessary scarring he's inflicted on himself through his own badly-administered ECT. it shouldn't leave scars. but he's not trying to do it the right way, or to achieve a result. he's doing it bc he believes he deserves to suffer.)

we all know what it will take to make fei du better, at this point; he's proven his ability to dodge around therapists for years on end. instead it has to be wenzhou's traveling bag full of patience. his persistence, him breaking a lock with the same bit of wire he once used to fish his police ID out of a trashcan (metaphorically). it's water-cooled noodles, and the way he won't let fei du get away with either his grandiosity or his self-loathing. it's lwz's ability to startle him speechless by kissing him on the forehead, his genuine warmth and tenderness and the uncomplicated pleasure of real connection, as well as someone who will thwack him affectionately on the back of his head, whose irreverence will jolt him out of his tragic main character narrative and bring him right back to the here and now.

the fact that steven fucking zhang compresses all of this into like four minutes of red-saturated camera B roll? is just astonishing. he does it with his whole body; he does it with every slow, deliberate, hypnotic, almost serene gesture. in the novel we never see any of this. in the drama, he's made it into a graceful ritual, into kink, into an erotic spiritual practice, with the stringently enforced purity of his self-discipline. it would almost be beautiful, if it weren't a travesty of all these things. and even worse? the ghastly contrast of his self-violence against the fact that he does all of it while somehow also literally being the most beautiful man in the entire world? lwz's gay little brain has to be pinballing around in his skull like an agitated squid, how does he cope with this.

yes i am feral yes i am a rabid slavering moduist no i am not taking ANY questions now or at any other time. neither is luo wenzhou. he's just going to put food in front of fei du, make sure he eats it, give him a bunch of paperwork to sort and a cup of terrible precinct coffee, and later wrap him in a duvet, blowdry his hair, and handcuff him to the bed to sleep. sorry, feishir, your little theatre of cruelty just got shut down. it's time to live—

[wangxianficfinder]

In the mood for..

March 16th

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1. hiii do you know any fics where either wwx or lwj stalk the other, or they both unknowingly stalk each other? @ashxi-wx

you only ever touch me in the dark by sweetlolixo (E, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, Dark LWJ, Older LWJ, Age Difference, Boypussy, Intersex WWX, Feminization, Rape/Non-con Elements, Dirty Talking LWJ, Stalking, Size Difference, WWX Has a Non-Con Kink, Dark WWX, Daddy Kink, Mirror Sex, Restraints, Virginity Kink, Blindfolds, Deranged4Deranged Wangxian)

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2. Hello! Hope you're doing well! 🩵

I was recently reading For You by 10thNoNamePerson (amazing story) and I was wondering if you could recommend some stories that have detailed fight scenes of WWX just letting loose displaying either his sword fighting skills, talismans or even resentful energy.

Here is an excerpt from "For You" that gives an example of what I'm looking for:

Slash. Stab. Strike. Faster. Faster. I need to go faster!

His movements become a blur, daring to step over the line he has firmly drawn when he gets too immersed into a fight. He can’t stop, won’t stop until Lan Zhan lets him step out. Back out, back out, just back out!

It doesn't really have to be WWX only, it could just have really detailed written fight scenes.

Thank you!! 🩵

❤️ I Started From the Bottom/And Now I’m Rich by x_los (E, 57k, WangXian, WWX/Others, Mutual Pining, Marriage of Convenience, Arranged Marriage, No Sunshot Campaign, Fix-It, WQ Lives, Transmigration, Time Travel, Weddings, Sugar Daddy, Sugar Daddy, Black Widow, Protective Siblings, Dysfunctional Family, Family Bonding, Sugar Baby, consort, Politics, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Crack Treated Seriously) has WWX going toe-to-toe with Madam Yu, if that's any help?

If We Keep Holding On, Just a Bit Longer by Kestral (T, 55k, WangXian, LXC/JGY, JYL/JZX, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Urban Fantasy, Dark Fairytale, and seriously i mean Dark, will include specific content warnings for each chapter, Abuse, Torture, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Trauma, Second Person, Multiple Povr, eaders are not expected to be familiar with changeling: the lost, trust me though changeling angst is so delicious read this for pain, Fae politics, Fae & Fairies, Non-Chronological, Slow Burn, Secret Relationship) I'm reccing my fic for #2. No wwx fight scenes posted yet, but there are several in the chapter i'm currently working on.

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3. I want to read some fics that are sad and look into grief (especially LWJ’s morning after WWX died). Could it be set during the time period (e.g no modern or time travel AU’s) and have no incest. Bonus points for A-yuan being in it. Thanks mods !!

🔒 It Will Pass (but it is here now) by AmyNChan (G, <1k, LSZ & LWJ, Death, LSZ Needs a Hug, Child LSZ, Good Kid LSZ)

to the act of making noise by words-writ-in-starlight (WordsWritInStarlight) (G, 19k, LSZ & LWJ, LSZ & WWX, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Father-Son Relationship, inquiry, LSZ is the best of boys and I will not hear debate, Music, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Found Family, [Podfic] to the act of making noise by Ceewelsh, flamingwell, kisahawklin, Rionaa) check out the podfic with music if you want to use even more tissues

Gathered Herbs & Sweet Grasses by hansbekhart (Not Rated, 19k, LSZ & LWJ, WangXian, dad wangji, LWJ’s Questionable Parenting Skills, Grief/Mourning, Recovery, Injury Recovery, Hopeful Ending, Canon-Typical Violence, Gathered Herbs & Sweet Grasses [podfic] by someplacelikebolivia)

let the yoke fall from our shoulders by occultings (microcomets) (G, LSZ & LWJ, LSZ & WWX, wangxian, LWJ & LSZ & WWX, Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Character Study, Mentions of Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Gusu Lan Juniors Dynamics, let capricorns cathart agenda, Happy Ending, Family Feels, Established Relationship, [Podfic] Cold read of let the yoke fall from our shoulders by kisahawklin)

🧡 Ghosts Shouldn’t by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 15k, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Ghosts Shouldn't by ShanaStoryteller [Podfic] by Rhea314 (Rhea)) if you don't mind a little canon divergence?

New Perspective by mrcformoso (T, 8k, WangXian, LSZ & LWJ, Major Character Death, Angst, Hopeful Ending, Fatherhood, Regrets, Flashbacks, POV LWJ, LWJ-centric, Canonical Character Death - WWX, Pining LWJ, LWJ Has Feelings, LWJ Needs a Hug, Character Development, Dead WWX, Introspection, Feelings, LWJ is Bad at Feelings, Character Study, Regretful LWJ, Breaking Toxic Cycles, Canon Compliant, LWJ in Seclusion, Post-LWJ in Seclusion, Child LSZ)

partly frozen, partly flowing by astrolesbian (T, 4k, LXC & LWJ, WangXian, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Injury, Hurt/Comfot, Sibling Relationship)

🔒藕断丝连 by RoseThorne (G, 456, WangXian, LSZ & LWJ, Grief/Mourning, Memory Loss, Memories, POV Third Person, POV LSZ, Rituals, lotuses)

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4. Hiii itmf something cute where teenager WY is a bit older than LZ (like ~3-5 years) and LZ is fuming because he has a huge crush on him! Maybe they just meet as students during CR training arc, or maybe they were betrothed by their parents/guardians for a future political alliance. Shixiong WY is a very charming and competent older disciple and attracts people and friends, and small LZ is both territorical and furious that he likes this annoying and smiling bully (how dare he treat him like a kid?!). Any AU except modern w/o cultivation. Amazing if they get together when both are a bit older. Something fun and sweet, but longer works with angst and happy ending are also okay! Thank you!l

For the Sake of a Smile by Reikosama7716 (Not Rated, 94k, WIP, WangXian, Minor Everyone/WWX, CSSR/WCZ, Older!WWX, Oblivious WWX, Top LWJ, Jealous LWJ, Possessive LWJ, Protective!JC, JZX's Attempt in Public Confession, WWX and his ducklings, Everyone is young and gay for WWX, WWX and Jiāng siblings are cousins, Canon Divergence, LQR Metaphorically Qi-Deviates, WWX in his YLLZ appearance, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Third wheeling of unfortunate sect disciples, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies)

Conquering the Emperor by catbrainedschemes (E, 21k, wangxian, Historical AU, Imperial China, Emperor WWX, General LWJ, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Historically Inaccurate, Misunderstandings, Fluff, Eventual Smut, Light Angst, Non-Graphic Violence, Getting Together, Sexual Tension, Some Plot, Slow Burn, Happy Ending)

you'll love me at once (the way you did once upon a dream) by sweetlolixo (T, 18k, WangXian, Dark Fairytale, Inspired by Maleficent (2014), Wingfic, Sleeping Beauty with a twist, Maleficent WWX, Prince LWJ, Older WWX, Younger LWJ, Angst with a Happy Ending, True Love's Kiss)

🔒As Years Pass Us By by Loqui (G, 32k, WIP, WangXian, WWX Isn't Adopted by the Jiangs, Age Difference, Younger LWJ, Older WWX, LWJ Has Feelings, Pining LWJ, Introspective LWJ, Canon Divergence, Fluff and Humor, Slow Burn, very light, Light Angst, WWX is a Lan, POV LWJ)

I risk it all (just to be with you) by Manu_K (G, 2k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, will mostly follow the book plot, Pining LWJ, Pining WWX)

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5. Been rereading Delight in Misery by nirejseki and it's got me in the mood for more fic where LWJ joins the Jiang sect after WWX's death or resurrection, if anyone else has written that? Thank you! @aroace-lukeskywalker

The Sun Sets Like a Whispered Regret by OrdinaryRealities (T, 41k, JC & LWJ, WangXian, Resurrect Your Gays, LWJ and JC enemies to brothers, MDZS Big Bang 2020, Minor Character Death, discussion of characters who have died, And the trauma of that, Kidfic, Sort Of, characters working through trauma together, Give MXY some GD agency, Happy Ending)

picking up the pieces by KouriArashi (M, 111k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Alternate Canon, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Regret, Family, Kid Fic, Families of Choice, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Politics, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, canon typical political bullshit, Eventual Happy Ending) Jiang Yanli becomes sect leader following Jiang Cheng’s death and Lan Zhan moves to Lotus Pier where he and Jiang Yanli raise their children together after Wei Ying’s death in picking up the pieces

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6. Hello, I have a nsfw itmf request:

Can you recommend works where wangxian ust is progressing into lz going silently forward with intimacy waiting for WY to tell him to stop (almost like gay chicken but lz is not joking, he just can't help himself) and WY is speechless but curious and letting him.

The way it is in "When you like somebody bite your tongue" by sophiahelix, "oh no, what'll I do, my perky ass groped on the train" by sweetlolixo or "Summer heat" by athena_crikey

Thank you! 😘

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7. Hey y'all! I was in the mood for some fics where the Lans treat Wei Wuxian as family. Not because of adoption, but just because Wangji loves him so much, so they, by extension, love him too. Do you know any fics like that? Thanks a million in advance! @fero-setsuri-blog

When we were small by deliciousblizzardshark (T, 7k, LXC & LQR & LWJ, LQR & WWX, WangXian, JFM & LQR, Modern, Kid Fic, Good Uncle LQR, Neurodivergent LWJ, Baby LWJ, Baby WWX, Parenthood, Homophobia, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, POV LQR, Implied/Referenced Underage Sex, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, When we were small [Podfic] by Stasia Reader (Stasia), [Podfic] When we were small by sisi_rambles)

Seasons of Falling Flowers by merakily (G, 40k, WangXian, LQR & WWX, LQR & LWJ, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Character Study, Introspection, In-Laws, Golden Core, Emotional Baggage, Family Bonding, Protective LWJ, Good Parent LQR, LQR has feelings, LQR & WWX become friends)

Just Say Yes Series by edenwolfie (T/M, 338k, WangXian, Matchmaking, Pining, Getting Together, Canon Divergence, POV Alternating, Fluff, First Kiss, Declarations Of Love, Humor, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Good Uncle LQR, Engagement, Hurt/Comfort, Fix-It)

Deeper Seasons by piecrust (G, 8k, LQR & WWX, WangXian)

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8. Similar fanfic Set in Stone by thesongofsirens with Lan Zhan rejecting Wei ying? Thank you in advance 💕✨ @yuukikonnos-world

When the Words Stop Coming by mrcformoso (T, 7k, WangXian, Canon Compliant, POV WWX, POV LWJ, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Pre-Sunshot Campaign, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Canonical Character Death, Love Confessions, Rejection, LWJ is a Panicked Gay, Temporarily Unrequited Love, Trauma, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sad with a Happy Ending) the rejection is out of gay panic tho

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9. Hello, I'm in the mood for docs where wwx was adopted by or related to someone and the relatives loves him, spoils him, and nurtures his genius and boasts about him to others. It can be a kid wwx or whatever. Something similar to the fic "Sunset, Sunrise" by Ariana Deralte or "All Things Belong"" by kuroi_atropos. Thank you!

🔒 shades of grey spill from my veins (bleeding ink all over the page) by Reverie (cl410) (M, 58k, NieLan, WangXian, SangNing, POV NMJ, Canon Divergence, Joining the “Wei Wuxian raised by the Nie Sect” Club, Mentions of WWX’s life on the streets, Hurt/Comfort, Accidental Sibling Acquisition, Single Dad NMJ, NHS & WWX Friendship, Fluff, Humor, Happy Ending, Everyone Lives AU, Protective NMJ, Sunshot Campaign, Some angst, Blood and Injury, Kidnapping, Protective Siblings, Found Family) Wei Ying is brought into the Nie sect as a child and nurtured and loved in shades of grey...and Heart of the Beast

Heart of the Beast by WaitForTheSnitch (E, 488k, WangXian, WWX Isn't Adopted by the Jiāngs, Adopted WWX, WWX is a Niè, Canon Divergence, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Oblivious WWX, Protective NMJ, Scheming NHS, Protective NHS, Soft NMJ, NMJ is So Done, NHS Is A Little Shit, Pining, LWJ Has Feelings)

All Things Belong by kuroi_atropos (M, 93k, WRH & WWX, WangXian, WWX is a Wēn, Abuse, Whipping, Manipulations, Warning: WRH, Smart WWX, Possessive Behavior, Warning: JGS, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Past Rape/Non-con, Society Level Victim Blaming, Victim Blaming) (link in 14B)

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10. hello! an ask for ITMF! fics where wwx is a victim of/recovering from rape/sexual assault? preferably a central point of the story, any setting/au etc! thank you!!!

🧡 Heaven Has No Rage by flipfloppandas  (M, 51k, WWX & YZY, JFM/YZY, implied wangxian, WWX/WC, WWX/others, rape/non-con, modern, hurt/comfort, protective YZY, good parent YZY, hospitals, medical procedures, vomiting, trauma)  

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11. I don't know if this group is still active, but I was watching Living Dead and had this thought... I wonder if there are any fics that follow on from the movie or tie Wangxian back into it. @lovelyseraph

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12. Hello, 🤗 Could you please recommend something in the mood of "truth will be out on the video" and "Black sun"? Thank you!

An Unscheduled Stream by trippednfell (M, 77k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Modern Cultivation, Misunderstandings, BAMF WWX, BAMF Wen Popo, WWX cultivates resentful energy but keeps his golden core, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Presumed Enemies to Lovers, Not Yunmeng Jiang friendly, Time Skips, Dual Cultivation - Not the Sexy Kind, but ALSO the sexy kind, POV Multiple, Hurt/Comfort, Horny wound tending)

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13. Hello! ITMF great Madam Yu stories, where she is a badass, independent and straightforward (read vicious and unashamed about it) woman, a strong cultivator and a great, caring in her not so gentle way, protective and fierce mother and aunt for the whole Yungmen trio! I really crave some good maternal figures for them lately. Also kudos if Jiang Cheng is both her little copy and a mother's boy, and if they both are badass and protective towards Wuxian and Yanli, especially towards their lovers. Thanks! ☺️ @shellennium

Sun Stained Lotus by MidnightLightHowlite (T, 70k, WangXian, YZY & WWX, Good Parent YZY, non abusive non toxic YZY, WWX still has his complexes tho, Angst, Fluff, Grandmasters of Miscommunication, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Good siblings, Trauma!, Death!, lots of death!, LWJ wants to help but he's emotionally stunted, LQR is a responsible adult!, sworn sisters YZY and CSSR, Emotional Damage, Suicidal Thoughts, Self depreciation)

suddenly my eyes are open (everything comes into focus) by eraiklys (G, 3k, YZY & WWX, Canon Divergence, Comfort, Mother-Son Relationship, Fluff, Light Angst, im sorry JFM but youre the bad guy in the verse, very gay undertones, Like, YZY and CSSR gay undertones, Cynophobia, Dog, JC's dogs, JYL is a sweetheart, Everyone Is Gay, Everyone Needs A Hug)

🔒Aunt Knows Best by retired (misbehavingvigilante) (M, 10k, WWX & YZY, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Character Study, Crossdressing, Dysfunctional Family, Gender Identity, Fix-It, Sexism, Trans WWX, Good Parent YZY)

Zephyrs Blowing Below the Violet by Comfect (T, 64k, FengYuan, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Bad to Good Parenting, cursing, Anger Management, No Golden Core Transfer, Bad Parent YZY, Good Parent YZY, POV YZY, YZY Learning and Adapting, Not Everything Ends Up Sad, Happy Ending, YZY & JFM Live)

heavy is the head that wears the crown by izukillme (T, 41k, YZY/JFM, YZY/CSSR, XuanLi, Canon Divergence, Not Canon Compliant, Pre-Canon, BAMF YZY, YZY-centric, Good Parent YZY, Bad Parent JFM, Jiang Family Fix-It, Fix-It, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Canon-Typical Violence, Canonical Child Abuse, Child Abuse, note: the suicide itself is offscreen, but is referenced multiple times through the story, Lesbian YZY)

🧡 Heaven Has No Rage by flipfloppandas  (M, 51k, WWX & YZY, JFM/YZY, implied wangxian, WWX/WC, WWX/others, rape/non-con, modern, hurt/comfort, protective YZY, good parent YZY, hospitals, medical procedures, vomiting, trauma) link in #10

🔒Hope series by RoseThorne (M, 69k, WangXian, WIP, Transmigration, Time Travel Fix-It, Memory Loss, Angst, Recovery, Nightmares, Sharing a Bed, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Good Parent YZY, Referenced Sexual Slavery, Blood and Gore, Sexual Tension, Arranged Marriage, Grief, POV Third Person, POV Alternating, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Good Parent LQR, Clairvoyance, Butterfly Effect, Kid Fic, Epistolary, Resentful Energy, Cultivation Sect Politics, Character Death, Assassination Attempt(s), Attempted Kidnapping, Hostage Situations, Mentioned WCZ Disobeying Orders, Explosions, Yin Iron, Grief/Mourning, POV WWX)

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14. A) Any and all fics where WWX embraces being Lan Er Furen and it's the best Furen Cloud Recesses has ever had! Or at least is acknowledge! Does anyone know of one?

B) I was just thinking if there was a fic where WWX is mistreated and/or evicted from the clans by the Jiangs very publicly and EVERYONE knows he is a prodigy and wants him, but WHR arrives first and basically gives him normal levels of kindness and wwx is almost like "daddy"? And he even promises to arrange a marriage for him with LWJ and all. Basically WWX being treated like he deserved, everyone wanting him, and WHR getting him and as a bonus, the second jade o lan. @lostandmessedup

14B)

Scars of Lightning by The_peregrine_falcon (T, 6k, YZY & WWX, WWX & WRH, WangXian, YZY’s A+ Parenting, Canon Divergence, Not Canon Compliant, Wen WWX, zidian, YZY is a bitch, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Injury, Major Character Injury, Heavy Angst, Lotus Pier, Nightless City, Young WWX, Muteness, Hurt kind of comfort) has Wei Ying thrown out of the Jiang sect and he’s found with injuries that Madam Yu gave him by Wen Qing and Wen Ruohan. These next ones aren’t quite what they’re asking for either because Wei Ying hasn’t been cast out by the Jiangs in these, but they involve Wen Ruohan going after Wei Ying because he sees his genius and because he suspects Wei Ying is his grandson:

All Things Belong by kuroi_atropos (M, 93k, WRH & WWX, WangXian, WWX is a Wēn, Abuse, Whipping, Manipulations, Warning: WRH, Smart WWX, Possessive Behavior, Warning: JGS, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Past Rape/Non-con, Society Level Victim Blaming, Victim Blaming)

and

Sunset, Sunrise by Ariana Deralte (ArianaDeralte) (T, 59k, WWX & WRH, WangXian, WIP, Time Travel Fix-It, Crack, Temporary Character Death, sorry I killed a-Yuan for a few paragraphs before the time travel, WWX is a Wen, Genius WWX, WRH gets to rewatch the series as a treat, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, in this house we acknowledge that all the sects have flaws, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, WWX Has ADHD, Bad Parents JFM & YZY, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Autistic LWJ, Loss of Limbs)

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15. Hello! This one is for ITMF: Any recommendations for Post-canon fics where characters get some sort of closure/bonding? Like, Yunmeng bros reconciliation, Nie Huaisang and Wei Wuxian being friends again, Wei Wuxian learning to love himself, Jin Ling and Wei Wuxian bonding, The Juniors being protective of Wei Wuxian, etc.? (not all of this has to be necessarily present in one single fic!! My only main requirements are Post-Canon, The Juniors, and Wei Wuxian)

(Some fics I have read with these are "Tell some storm" by qurbat, "Mark My Place" by BenevolentErrancy, and "The stone-filled sea" by yukla. All of them are absolutely amazing works and I'm looking for something similar)

Also, thank you for the last ITMF help (Feb 2, I think?), I enjoyed all the fic recs! @mysteriouslytragic

🔒 Lan by AmyNChan (G, 3k, LSZ & LJY, Family, they're cousins or brothers or something your honor, LJY has enough faith in LSZ to move a mountain)

🔒 I have a father by AmyNChan (G, 1k, LSZ & WWX, Some things stay the same, Derogatory)

bespoke by cafecliche (G, 3k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Fluff)

hills and rivers are waiting by LtLJ (T, 15k, WangXian, JL & WWX, Feels, Canon-Typical Violence, Case Fic, BAMF WWX)

Rotten Work by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 63k, WangXian, WWX & JL, Post-Canon, Protective WWX, Protective JL, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation, Reluctant Matchmaker JL)

the place your heart inhabits by Fleetling (T, 8k, WangXian, LWJ & LSZ & WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post-Canon Fix-It, Father Figures, father-son bonding, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, Humor, Oblivious WWX, Pining WWX, WWX-centric, Good Kid LSZ, Adopted LSZ, Wingman LSZ, LSZ is LWJ & WWX's Child, Good LSZ, WWX goes back to gusu, resentful energy, Golden Core, wwx has both and it's a struggle, Unreliable Narrator)

🔒What Is Left Over by Loriqod (T, 30k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Yunmeng Shuangjie, Yunmeng brothers, Post-Canon Fix-It, WWX Has a New Golden Core, Happy Ending, WangXian in Love, bite-sized angst, Canon-Typical Violence, JC & WWX Reconciliation, Training Montage)

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16. hiiiii do you have any canon divergence fics where wwx goes back to gusu with lwj? @ashxi-wx

Do not take that which does not belong to you by Selene210 (E, 7k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Protective LWJ, Possessive LWJ, Jealous LWJ, Possessive Sex, Kidnapping, Murder, Blood and Violence, wangxian married and have a son, Explicit Sexual Content, Biting, Marathon Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Bath Sex, Rimming, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Top LWJ/Bottom WWX, WWX has an angry LWJ kink, Wangxian canon breeding kink, LWJ canon massive dick)

🔒 Swordless by WithBroomBefore (G, 32k, WangXian, JC & JYL & WWX, LQR & WWX, Established Relationship, Canon Divergence, WWX goes to Gusu, Happy Ending, Trust, Healing, unofficial title: The Communication AU, Golden Core Reveal, Crying, Feelings, Trans Character, AFAB LWJ, philosophy, Kissing, POV WWX)

gone with the silence by SpeedingCheetah (M, 63k, WangXian, LSZ & WWX & LWJ, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Canon Divergence, Arranged Marriage, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Self-Harm, Major Character Injury, Injury Recovery, Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified, POV LWJ, WangXian-centric, Location: Cloud Recesses, Quote: Come Back to Gusu With Me, Golden Core Reveal, Post-Sunshot Campaign, WangXian Adopt LSZ, Ambiguous/Open Ending, a sorta-kinda-maybe fix it story, WWX Goes to Gusu, triggers are in the notes)

Practical Considerations by teawater, the_anthropologist (E, 97k, WangXian, JC & WWX, LXC & WWX, LQR & WWX, Arranged Marriage, Canon Divergence, Found Family, Spouses to Lovers, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Politics, Scheming, Lán Elders are assholes, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ, eventually BAMF LXC, learning to make decisions, Learning Self-worth, Self-Esteem Issues, Sweet Wangxian, Domestic Fluff, Fix-It, JC is a big asshole, he improves somewhat but it’s open-ended, WWX learns to stand up for himself, Quote: Come Back to Gusu With Me, POV wwx, POV LWJ, POV JC, Golden Core Reveal, Teacher wwx, Golden Core Transfer Fix-It, Alcohol as a Coping Mechanism, Past Suicidal Thoughts, Post-Sunshot Campaign, WWX Protection Squad, Feelings Realization, WWX protector of the twin jades, Protective LWJ, Protective WWX, Protective LQR, Demonic Cultivator WWX, WWX is Loved, Married WangXian, Genius WWX, Everybody Lives)

if i had the strength by agloeian (M, 16k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, Post-Sunshot Campaign, Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, Fix-It, somewhat of a case fic, Heaven Official’s Blessing inspired gods & ghosts, No Spoilers for Heaven Official’s Blessing, Mild Alcohol Abuse, Mental Health Issues, WWX is not in a great place for a lot of this fic, He Gets Better Though!, this fic is all about learning to give yourself the help you give others tbh, Baby LJY, recovery fic, Accidental Baby Acquisition)

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17. Hi I'm itmf fics that A) confront what jc was doing to demonic cultivators after wwx died and B) fics that are jc critical/not jc friendly

17A)

Symmetry by Vir_Abelasan (M, 13k, WangXian, LSZ & WWX, One-Sided ChengXian, One-Sided ChengZhui, Canon Divergence, LSZ is raised by wwx, Wwx still dies sorry, Revenge, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Dark LSZ, Manipulation, Power Imbalance, Torture, Not JC Friendly, JC’s Canonical 13 Years Murder Spree, BAMF LSZ, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, LSZ Gets to Go Apeshit)

The plagues of Jiang Wanyin by Lyna_Mei (T, 54k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Cultivation Sect Politics, Family Feels, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Torture, Minor Character Death, Not JC Friendly, JC suffers, Canon-Typical Violence)

17B)

to heal with the sunrise by justdoityoufucker (orphan_account) (T, 2k, Minor ZhuiLing, Canon Divergence, Not JC Friendly, Canon JC Characteristics, Bad Uncle JC, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Child Abuse, Healing, Best Friends, Non-Linear Narrative, Angst with a Happy Ending, Happy Ending)

These Barren Lands In Between by lingering_song (T, 4k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Post-Canon, Married WangXian, POV Outsider, Misunderstandings, Cultivation Sect Politics, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Not JC Friendly, No JC & WWX Reconciliation)

The Price of a Golden Core by AshayaTReldai (M, 9k, WangXian, Angst, Tension, Aggression, JC pays the price for his choices, demanding letters, JC is a Brat, Supportive Lan Brothers, WWX deserves the best, Life Debt, Sad Ending Sad Ending for JC)

🔒💖 Resilience. by Vrishchika (T, 7k, WangXian, Time Travel, Golden Core Transfer Fix-It, Not JC Friendly, Self-Indulgent)

on restitution by glitteringmoonlight (M, 98k, LSZ & WWX, WWX & JL, WangXian, Dark JC, not JC friendly, Captivity, Angst with a Happy Ending, no reconciliation, Crossdressing, Non-Graphic Torture, Violence)

🧡 Never Again by Hauntcats (T, 67k, WangXian, WWX & WQ & WN, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Golden Core Transfer Fix-It, Angst, Not JC Friendly, BAMF WWX)

Meet you at a different place by tawaen (M, 57k, WQ & WN, WN & MXY & WQ, WQ & WWX & WN, Eventual WangXian, Ghost General WN, Ghost WQ, Canon Divergence, WQ comes back to haunt the cultivation world, Bad idea to kill the one person who didn’t kill anyone, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Wen Remnants Deserve Better, Sīsī Deserves Better, MXY Deserves Better, POV WQ)

Lay my body down by tawaen (M, 48k, WWX & WQ, WWX & WN, wangxian, WWX & JYL, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Eventual WangXian, No Golden Core Transfer, Not Cultivation World Friendly, Canon-Typical Violence, Not JC Friendly, What if WWX saw the first siege of the burial mounds and said Nope to the war, OCs, OC point-of-view for one chapter for plot reasons)

🔒 Bright Voice Roughly Rendered Softly Silent by Preludian_Staves (T, 26k, WangXian, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon Divergence, No Golden Core Transfer, Muteness, Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, Not JC Friendly, Confessions, Angst, Choking, Red String of Fate, Appearances by Paperman WWX, Inventor WWX, Good Uncle LQR, WWX Goes to Cloud Recesses, Feelings Realization, Caretaking, Supportive Lan Family, Genius WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Protective LWJ, Protective Lan Family, Character Death (not wwx or lwj))

🔒 Worth of a Good Man by Vrishchika (G, 6k, WangXian, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Not Jiang Sect Friendly, Not JC Friendly)

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[theweirdcobrakaifan]

We listen and we don’t judge!

Ahem as terry silver unapologetic and I have something to say about twig in s3

Ahem ahem listen up!

I did not gaf about terry eyes being brown and you know what i actually liked it you see those beautiful innocent brown eyes then we get to future and it unhinged insane blue eyes coke addiction man

And that was cool to me

People need to talk more about Nick Marini acting in that cage that was face of pure scared sad and thinking he was going die at the moment on his face and I need him to be appreciated for his beautiful acting

also him in Chicago meds his acting was phenomenal rip Danny jones you will be missed and wish you could have been alive and had a good life

Also in night night his acting in there to was amazing full on Robert Mitchell you could do not worng in my eyes and had every right to do what you do

And the cave scene in s6 part 1 the way he mirror Thomas unhinged grin and the eyes and the line “your my weakness but I’m not yours” had me clapping

I need him back in part 3 this instant

Also one more thing

Ahem

I need flashbacks of twig injury who said that I did I will not be judge I need blood I need drama I need angst I need John picking him up and carrying him away through a rainy jungle and it muddy

Or I need flashbacks of terry past let me see the parents I need to know who they are

They won’t give us flashbacks of terry but I can dream and I can write

"We listen and we don't judge" but Cobra Kai fandom edition

I'll start:

When I started watching CK, I hadn't seen any of the Karate Kid movies. So I thought the boys from the flashbacks in season 1 were young actors playing younger versions of Johnny and Daniel. So... I googled them to know their IG accounts because I thought they were so cute...

Yeah... I'll wait for your confessions 👀

[jazeswhbhaven]

My Very Own Demon Maid? | Being Threatened by an Exceptionally Skilled Maid Summary| React | Spoilers

Click the banner above to see my react to the prologue if you haven't seen it! The rest continues under the cut~

Leading in from the prologue let me just say....Levi fans are eating good if they ever wanted to see a whole different side of him. No lie if anyone has ever seen the movie "Secretary (2002)" Levi's Maid card gives the energy of the character "Lee" for his role here.

LETS GET IT..

Summary

💜When we left off for the prologue, Levi just had water thrown in his face, MC finally getting the idea of what he's looking for in a Master

💜Throughout the entirety of the roleplay session, Levi follows the maid's "guidebook" to a T. And he's loving every minute of it. Even gets a bit bold and starts feigning innocence or deliberately not listening in order to get a reaction from MC

💜MC is also doing amazing at their role, being the most dickish Master like in the book, asking Levi to do things over and over, yelling and getting onto him. Even showing a bit of envy that fuels Levi

💜As he dives even deeper to immersion, we realize that Levi is exploring this feeling that he craves, to serve, to endure, and most importantly, enjoy all of it. This was made for him

💜And then from here it builds up to MC instructing him to strip tease, and things get heated when they both get lost in the roles they've played, MC even had to rewind themselves for a minute

💜The sex built up so well, I'd swear we were watching a good erotica film

💜We get to play with the anal tail again, but before that? MC slipped in a finger and he was already ready for the plug, almost damn near swallowing up MC's finger

💜MC ofc, has to join in now, as if I were them this would be hard to ignore when he's acting like this???

💜So not only did MC start fucking Levi with the anal tail plug and their fingers at the same time at one point, they get creative, and give him a proper reach around at the same time too

💜Levi almost came a total of 3 times when MC was only just touching him or fussing at him. B e s t

💜A finish touch which had me losing my mind was when MC couldn't take it anymore, and climbed on top of Levi and he grabs their waist and starts pounding into them while reaching their head back to kiss them

💜All while promising to give all his services to MC.....PHEW

💜Even with the abrupt ending after sex, because MC once again got sleepy and Levi was out of the role he played...he still said something nice and tucked them in

💜This shot? Had me THROWN like??? -> His waist is so smol and slutty compared that ASS, damn

Screenshots!

Loving it, he's really getting the program!

You know, I really like that he's eating everything up like he is right now. We barely see him enjoy something so unapologetically without some kind of denial so when we get that piece of his personality? I forget where I'm at.

Yes. LET 'EM KNOWWWWW

Me thinking about how I would be delighted to see this animated as a show so I could see this scene play out

He's what now?? Oh damn Levi apologizing for something? Roleplay or not, this is golden.

*sorry censored heart just in case!* Anywaysss this is actually so hot that when MC asked for him to show them what he wanted to show...he does this

Same MC, same. Imagine, Levi is already 6 ft tall...standing on the Sofa probably makes him as big as Glas and well...👀

He moaned during that btw and what do you mean we "accidentally" fingered his gooch? For me that wouldn't be an accident.

I'm tellin' y'all he's going alll out on this and I'm enjoying this part of him. We don't really get many cards of MC being dominant like they are here where the character is desperately begging for this attention, and he just offered them to do anything with his body?? Yup.

OH!

DAMN MC OKAY!

real though

my reaction when I saw we get to play with the anal tail again

BITCH!!!???? ✨✨😩😩😩😭🥴

Oh this brings me back to his Attacker card....

Final verdict!!

Now I would talk about the date story but I don't have that. BUT I can only imagine it was similar to how he was with MC in the Butt Contest event when you pick him as the winner, which was cute ngl.

I give this card 9.8/10!

That nitpicky points is just because I wasn't feelin' the beginning due to that typical behavior we get from classic Levi...lol that's all.

As I said in the beginning of the react, Levi lovers will eat up this card. Curious and undecided about if you like submissive Levi? Check this out, it's a good look for him.

I liked this and his Torture Card a whole lot. As a person who has Levi on the lower end of the likeability scale, there's still events and cards where I do enjoy the dynamic between him and MC. I wonder what else the writers will have this devil get into...(lucifer too honestly like he's been having some banger cards lately)

As always thank y'all for all interactions on my reacts and the friends that still share with me so I can do these <3 Y'all are the bomb dot com. -Jaze🙏(✿◡‿◡)

[ariseur]

Hi! So, for the request, i was wondering if you could do sfw and nsfw (if u want, ofc) headcanons like you did for Vergil, but for Cloud Strife? It’d be super nice if you could, but no problem if u don’t like the request !!

cloud strife (n)sfw hc’s 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

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i haven’t recovered from crisis core, guys.

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spoilers and mentions of crisis core and advent children, mentions of the massage scene in ffvii remake 😭😭, nsfw will be labeled and put in a separate section of headcanons, intended lowercase, lmk if i missed anything, love 💕!!

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❥ so!!

❥ let me just start by saying that when you start dating cloud, you must know what you’re getting into— and by that, i mean that he’s super emotionally constipated and is often frazzled with his memory (depending on which arc we’re in).

❥ i think you’d have more luck with a more receptive response if you met him during cc or somewhat before, for instance— being childhood friends with him like tifa was. i think after the events of cc / during ac is where it gets more difficult to get him to open up.

❥ for love language, in terms of giving, i think cloud performs acts of service to show his love. he absolutely sucks with words but small things he does are his subtle ways of showing you he loves you without being able to say it. like walking you home or making you coffee when he notices that you’ve stayed up the night before.

❥ clouds very observant, so while you were at your desk working on whatever you were doing, he came home a little late to see you slaving away at your desk. he didn’t say much, if anything maybe a, “you’re up?” before he goes to sleep. but that morning he makes sure to wake up extra early to make you some coffee.

❥ or maybe, when you guys are hanging out at seventh heaven or something, he’ll walk you home. his excuse is that it’s not safe in the slums to walk home by yourself.. and while that is true, he just really wants to make sure you’re safe. he’ll act like he’s bothered by your small talk, but will still continue to respond.

❥ another thing i might consider for cloud is gift giving. he’d probably bring you something back from the other sectors if hes on a mission or something.

❥ with receiving love languages, i think it’d take him some time to be open to it but words of affirmation always manages to tint his cheeks a little pink.

❥ he can’t help it?? he’s just like a old pitbull that craves pets every so once in awhile. he’s the dog that’ll lay at your feet with a big sigh as you gentle rub behind his ears, even though he’ll literally walk away five minutes later as if he wasn’t clinging onto you.

❥ due to hectic and erratic schedule of his job, he also cherishes the quality time that you two have while you can. even if this is before he’s a merc, maybe perhaps when he’s still a shinra infantryman, he still revels in the moments you two spend alone. anything could happen, and he’s grateful for every moment he spends with you, especially after the events of cc.

❥ he can be the wisest dude ever and then malfunction right afterwards. this is also stemmed from his interaction with jessie in ffvii remake where he says that survival is a matter of luck and skill, and you can’t rely on luck— to which jessie agrees. then he literally doesn’t know what to say afterwards. it’s like a.. 35/65 chance of these moments. just agree with him or compliment his thoughts and that’ll be enough to shut him up for a few minutes!!!

❥ as for dates!! i read @silverflqmes’s dating headcanons for agzsc (by the way??? amazing??? go follow them rn!1!1!1) and they mentioned how they could see cloud taking you out on his motorcycle to the outskirts and let me tell you I AGREE. cloud is obviously not a people person, so i also think he’d prefer to go to a small clearing or somewhere quiet where only the two of you would be seen. after all the chaos of his job, he likes a little quiet time.

❥ i don’t think cloud would like to have you involved in his work, and if you were, he’d at least spend a lot of time sparring with you or training with you to help teach you defense. he overthinks a lot, so he’s always thought about something happening while he’s away. “you need to be able to protect yourself when i’m not there.” he always says. cloud may not be a very.. responsive— teacher but you’ll definitely learn something nonetheless!!

❥ don’t let cloud’s bluntness fool you!! he may be dry but he does care for you!!! you may not realize it but you could ask for almost anything from him and he’d oblige for free, and we all know cloud, he’s just doin stuff for the pay. oh it’s 250 gil? nah keep it he’ll get it for you dwdw pookie.

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NSFW BELOW ꨄ︎

❥ let me just get smth off my chest, okay???

❥ i am a firm rider on the virgin/inexperienced!cloud train.

❥ and no it’s not just because this is lowkey self indulgent, i just don’t really think cloud ever took much of an interest with pursuing sexual and romantic relationships like that.

❥ i can’t see cloud doing anything wild either? i think he’s pretty vanilla for the most part besides maybe a small praise kink or something like that. just you telling him how good he feels or how good he’s making you feel is like an instant uplifter for him.

❥ guys.. that deluxe massage scene.. stays rent free in my brain..

❥ yeah those noises in that scene also apply to the bedroom, too.

❥ pace definitely depends on his mood!! if you guys are both tired or just don’t feel like going super fast, then cloud will take more of a slow pace, maybe even occasionally teasing you. but if he’s perhaps a little jealous, albeit how much he tries to assure you that he doesn’t, then he will literally drill into you. good luck 😭.

❥ cloud doesn’t have a very high libido, but he still savors the moments when you guys do get intimate. that’s why he likes to go slow— so that you both can really cherish this moment. even if he’s super awkward and unsure of what to do with himself.

❥ cloud’s definitely pretty average in terms of girth, maybe a little bit more lengthier? he’s very sensitive though, so be careful!!!

❥ you def are gonna have to show cloud what makes you feel good and what to do in these moments considering his inexperience. cloud’s a quick learner though, so he should pick up on it pretty fast.

❥ he’s very observant, and on days when he’s focused on giving you pleasure, he makes sure to take notice of all your expressions and noises.

❥ i need to be contained holy crap

[blackynsupremacy]

CO-PARENTING A

PUPPY WITH COOPER

HEADCANONS

pairing: cooper koch x black!fem!reader

summary: the amazing adventures of you and your best friend, cooper koch, raising your fur-baby, daisy.

contains: fluff, crackfic, platonic relationship between reader and cooper, reader and cooper are roommates, swearing, a little bit of sadness, mention of pet death, chaotic family dynamics, nicholas is mentioned, reader has a little crush on nicholas, teasing, playful banter, playful arguments, texting: reader, cooper.

taglist: @supaprettyg @sabrinasopposite @rosiestalez @ellethespaceunicorn @tryingtograspctrl @greengoblinswifey @hnch33rios @jkr820 @simply-the-best23 @xoxoglittergossip @stereotypicalbarbie @elitesanjisimp @gxuxhdjdu

a/n: this is my first time writing for cooper, so show him some love! plus, this is my first time writing for a platonic pairing.

• you moved to l.a. to jumpstart your modeling career.

• after so many odd jobs and small scale projects, you’re finally selected to do a shoot for a designer brand.

• that’s when cooper koch enters into your life as your co-star for the shoot.

• he had to be the finest man you’ve ever worked with.

• when he first sees you, he’s already hyping you up about your appearance.

• “oh, my god, you’re gorgeous!”

• you were nervous as hell, but he swooped in and reassures you that you were the first choice for this project, so you better own it.

• from that day on, his encouragement has helped you build confidence in your looks, talents, and skills to reach your career goals.

• behind the scenes, you get to know each other better. just chatting it up as if you two knew each other your whole lives.

• you exchange numbers and social media info.

• when you return to your hotel, your phone pings to see that it was indeed cooper himself that texted you.

• when you made enough money, you were definitely going to secure your own apartment one day. it’s hard out here and you’re trying your best.

• you two start off with small talk obviously and he asks if you would like to meet for coffee, so you accept.

• it’s refreshing to move somewhere new and you already have someone to hang out with without feeling like they have ulterior motives.

• you two are like two peas in a pod.

• not to mention how much in common you guys have. music, movies, books, fashion, food, you name it.

• you just both have a different taste in men.

• you told him about your dreams of modeling and dominating the fashion world one day.

• there wasn’t so much to offer in your hometown, so you decided to board a plane, take most of your clothes, a little bit of money, and officially start a new life in l.a.

• he tells you about his love for modeling, but wants to expand to acting.

• you hype him up just as he did for you.

• “don’t forget me when you get your first oscar!”

• as the weeks go by, you’re either at shoots, working, or kicking it with cooper. whether it’d be at the park, the mall, the club, or his place.

• one day ya’ll were watching reality tv at his place and he brings up the topic of your living situation. you’re a little embarrassed, but you’ve built a trust in him during this friendship, so you spill the beans.

• “well, you can stay here as long as you need.”, he offers.

• you quickly try to deny it because it was your choice to move out here on your own and you were saving up for an apartment anyway.

• you just didn’t want to impose on his space.

• “it’s literally fine. we’re basically platonic soulmates, i have an extra room, and i like having you around, so why the hell not?”

• you gave him the biggest hug. you felt like a thousand thank you’s weren’t enough to show your gratitude.

• you obviously tell him you’re going half on the rent with your savings.

• as well as with cooking, cleaning, etc.

• within the next week, you’re settled in cooper’s guest room! you got your clothes, basic toiletries, and a key that he’s graced you with for when you come home and he’s not there.

• he’s so humble every time you tell him how grateful you are to meet him and how much more bearable this decision has been for you.

• you guys have made house rules and boundaries for yourselves and each other. there’s a big difference between being good friends and housemates.

• fortunately, you guys keep both ends of the bargain.

• it’s been about two months and you guys’ friendship is closer than ever. you’ve had your differences, but you and cooper don’t play each other! period.

• cooper has brought you completely out of your shell.

• ya’ll are chaotic.

• a real comedic duo.

• you guys argue like an old married couple sometimes.

• you’re the type of friends that steal each other’s phones and take up storage by taking the funniest selfies.

• you guys airdrop memes to each other while in the same room.

• if one of you goes out on a date, he loves to help with your hair and makeup while you help with his fashion.

• he doesn’t mind holding your handbags or buying you products for that time of the month.

• when it comes to your careers, you don’t hesitate to put each other on.

• you trust him to watch over your drink.

• you’re also acquainted with his other friends and you’ve connected with others in the business, but cooper is your day one.

• you were starting to get some footing in your modeling career. you’ve managed to shoot for some clothing brands, book a few commercials, and get your face on a billboard!

• you’re doing the damn thing.

• cooper’s been doing his thing with auditions and booking small roles here and there. you’re still hyping each other up and working hard to get your big break!

• one night when you guys were out to dinner, there was a burning question you had,

• “coop, how do you feel about dogs?”

• “i think they’re pretty cool, why do you ask?”

• “they’ve just been on my mind lately. i’ve seen them at the park, on tiktok…” you trail off for a moment.

• “i also had one coming up in my hometown, but he’s no longer with us. god, i just miss him! i don’t know if i could love something so much and then they can’t live as long as i do.”

• “oh, no! i’m so sorry for your loss, n/n! i bet that must’ve been hard for you. unfortunately, it’s the circle of life, but i know that one day you’ll get that happiness back. trust me.”

• two weeks pass since the conversation and cooper has been all in his phone. when you ask him about it, he just said that it was for an audition in another state and that he had to fly out for it in a few days.

• of course you believed him and promised to hold down the fort while he did what he had to do.

• while he’s gone, he’s been getting some packages from amazon.

• one was so huge, you had to ask the driver to help bring it in.

• you were a little confused on why cooper had so much of this stuff ordered. you wanted to so badly see what was inside the boxes, but out of respect for his privacy, you resisted the temptation.

• you were relieved when you heard the doorbell ring and saw that it was your best friend. you were going to come in for a hug, but it looked like he was holding something wrapped in a blanket.

• this man unwraps the blanket to reveal a light brown, purebred poodle puppy.

• you were shook.

• you stood there staring at cooper then at the dog then at cooper again.

• “cooper…what the fuck is that?”

• he just presents his cute, cheeky grin while cradling the dog.

• “this is daisy. she’s basically our daughter now…that’s if you’re willing to keep—”

• “shut up and just give her to me.”

• he just laughs and carefully places daisy in your arms.

• he snaps a picture of you cuddling her like she’s a newborn.

• “so, there was no audition?” you quiz.

• “nope.” he confirms.

• “and those amazon packages—“

• “things for daisy? absolutely.”

• you gaze down at the puppy in your arms and give cooper a hug of gratitude.

• you thank him a hundred times for being such a great friend. you can’t believe that he really remembered a conversation from two weeks ago and devised a whole ruse, just so he could surprise you.

• you and cooper love daisy to bits!

• she’s so tiny, fluffy, cuddly, and playful.

• belly rubs are her favorite.

• her government name is daisy elizabeth koch-l/n.

• her other aliases are daisy-waisy, dd, stink stink, baby girl, pookie, mama, and daisy girl.

• ya’ll are so clingy over her, you argue about whose turn it is to hold her.

• “cooper, you’ve been holding her for five damn minutes. give me my baby back!” you impatiently demand.

• “first of all, i just got her. second, we both know that she’s a daddy’s girl.” he sassily retorts.

• daisy is very loved and spoiled.

• you bought matching t-shirts for all three of you.

• cooper takes her out to walk in the morning.

• you take her to walk in the afternoon/evening.

• but when she needs to go, either of you take that opportunity.

• once a week, you three take a stroll through the local dog park and meet other dog parents.

• potty training her was a bit of a struggle. you’d both dislike it when she’d mark her territory on areas like your beds or the couch, but at the end of the day, she was just a baby, so could ya’ll really stay mad?

• nah.

• you both look online to get her house-broken. you determine finding the area, a bathroom schedule, her water intake, and so much more. you both do your best at home to train her before paying extra.

• after some practice, patience and progress, she was good to go! (outside that is)

• she has her own car seat, personalized pink collar, the best healthiest brand of puppy chow, treats, toys, you name it.

• cooper even got her seven pairs of pajamas a pair for each night.

• ya’ll were lucky that you guys were bringing in a bag because that, the rent, grooming, and her vet bills were piling up.

• speaking of the vet, daisy had to get her shots.

• cooper held her as the nurse did so and you could’ve sworn you saw him about to tear up when he heard daisy whimper in pain.

• they love daisy at the vet because she’s very calm, very demure, and very friendly.

• she uses her puppy dog eyes to her advantage.

• you thought that cooper was a sucker for falling for that, so you had to be the “i’m putting my foot down” parent. you could never fold.

• you took daisy to the pet store just to get her more food, nothing else!

• she hears another dog chew on a squeaky toy and she’s already trying to follow the sound. you hold on to the leash.

• “no, pookie, you already got two new toys that you haven’t played with. you can thank your dad for that.” you grumble, perusing the options.

• the louder the squeaks got, the more she tug at you. you turn to give her the “mom stare” and not just any stare, the one your mom gave you when you were coming up.

• daisy stared at you with those adorable eyes. you were trying soooo hard not to fold, so you made a compromise.

• you just got her a pup cup.

• if you go out with her and she acts like she’s got some sense, she earns one. it was beneficial for you because it was free and you got yourself a little something for being thee best dog mom.

• you would pick up something for cooper, but you were getting your lick back since he wanted to get her those toys that she got bored with.

• daisy is a little curious and sneaky.

• you bought cookies from crumbl and you stupidly put the box on the coffee table just to run out to get the mail.

• it’s not even five minutes and you walk in to see daisy munching on a chocolate chip cookie.

• in a panic, you immediately snatch the cookie away, scoop daisy, and go straight to the vet. they were grateful that you got her there so quickly, that they could treat her.

• after they treated her, she turned out to be fine and you were so relieved that it wasn’t the worst possible outcome. if anything happened to her, you wouldn’t know what to do with yourself.

• you texted cooper to keep him in the loop when you guys were cleared to go home. he commended you for your quick actions, but you lowkey blame yourself.

• you know now to put any potential dangerous foods out of her reach.

• cooper likes to teach and train daisy some new tricks.

• you’d video them while she’s showing off the new skill he’s been working on with her.

• she can sit, roll over, lay down, give her paw, and shake on command.

• he gives her a treat every time.

• cooper is such a proud puppy dad.

• when one of you sneeze, daisy runs right to the rescue to make sure either of you are okay.

• when both of you are away, you have to watch her through the camera you’ve installed to make sure she’s alright. you even set out mats for her to use the bathroom just in case.

• you were so proud of cooper when he was casted in the “monsters” series. he’s worked really hard to get himself out there and you couldn’t be more proud of your best friend.

• his schedule was getting busier, so he wasn’t at home that often. daisy was starting to whine as she looked out of the window for her dad.

• you took a picture and sent it to him.

• • •

come scoop our daughter, she won’t stop crying. 😢

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ughh i miss her more. she’s like the best thing that’s ever happened to me. 😭

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oh so fuck me right? 😐

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oh and, there’s you too. 🙄🫶🏼

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you’re about to piss me off.

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i would like to speak to my daughter while i still have a break, thank you! 🥱

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keep playing with me before she gets a new step daddy. 🫡

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cute. anyways just answer the phone when i facetime, so i can see daisy!

• cooper lights up when he comes home because when he walks through the door, daisy is already wagging her tail and running in circles.

• he actually got permission from the director for you and daisy to see him in action on set.

• the crew loves you both!

• they all want to pet or hold her with your permission of course.

• especially cooper’s fine ass co-star, nicholas chavez.

• it was hard not to have a bit of a crush on him. his good looks and charm were irresistible.

• he can’t get enough of you two.

• you laugh every time daisy is all over nicholas because cooper gets a little jealous.

• you and nicholas sometimes joke that daisy has found a new dad and with the way nicholas is built, shit, why not?

• cooper be ready to crash out.

• like, boy, BACK UP!

• that’s his daughter, the fuck?

• but all in all, you guys have a great time.

• you were just living it up in l.a. with your two best friends.