#this is getting repetitive but OH MY GOSH

[inkykeiji]

boyfriend’s mom lovingly laughing at me as i use both hands and my entire body strength to cut wire tree stems

(i’m talking about cutting these into pieces btw!!)

[kinda-mormon-triple-threat]

Mfw people think "vain repetitions" means "don't ever say the same thing in prayers a lot"

[residentflamingo]

Twice Members’ Favorite Places to Kiss You

Twice x fem! reader

Genre: fluff!!

Warnings: so sweet you’ll get a toothache <3

A/N: I have so many good drafts I want to share with you guys, but my motivation has been at 0% because school has been kicking me in the ass 💀✌️ But lately I have been getting a lot better, so more works are expected to come soon! Which also means I will be opening back up my requests box :D Someone did request me to write something a long time ago, and I’ve been steadily working on it over time. It’s got about 3,000 words on it, so as long as my lazy ass doesn’t put it off to writing it, that draft will be coming out soon as well. Thank you to all of you lovely people who have been patient, and also the ones that have been liking my posts. You guys are phenomenal and I love and appreciate all of you ❤️

Nayeon

Lips ♡

A very standard one, but well suitable for her

She loves how soft and plump your lips are

Like Sana, Nayeon is a very affectionate person

So after she’s had a loooong day at the studio, all she wants to do is give you some repetitive and silly kisses that end up in slow and passionate ones

(Sometimes she’ll even bite your lip if she’s feeling a little bit frisky that night…)

“Oh my gosh I missed you so much Y/N. You won’t believe how many new dance routines they made us learn today.”

Her favorite kinds of kisses are good luck kisses and goodnight kisses <3

(And the passionate ones of course ;)

Nayeon loves how sweet it feels to be able to show her love through a kiss, and be able to feel your soft lips in the process

Kissing your lips make her feel grounded, and wanting nothing more than to spend every moment of every day with you

Jeongyeon

Forehead ♡

Very domestic and homey feeling for her

Her kisses are always very sentimental and sweet

She doesn’t kiss as often as other people, which makes the wait worth it every time

“Here honey, you go lay down and rest. I can do the rest of the laundry for you.”

Always kisses you randomly and making sure it catches you off guard

She loves seeing you all flustered and shy <3

Kissing you on the forehead reminds her of being married to you someday, and just being able to protect you from harm

You are everything to her, and she never wants you to feel anything less than that

And if you’re shorter than her, then it’s an even better reason for her to kiss you on the forehead <3

Will also give you the biggest kiss when she comes home from work 🥺

“I missed you so much honey, what have you been up to?”

Momo

Tummy ♡

When you had previously told her about being insecure about your tummy, you never thought she would take it so seriously

But oh boy how wrong you were

It instantly became Momo's favorite place to kiss you

Momo made sure to always remember it so she could prove your insecurities wrong

She loves how soft and chunky your tummy is, and just can't ever get enough of it

Also loves how much you giggle when she kisses you

If you ever have those days where you're not feeling too great, she will start giving you kisses there first and make sure you feel so loved and beautiful

“You are so beautiful Y/N. Don’t you ever forget it.”

“Your stretch marks are not ugly at all honey I promise. They make you look even more gorgeous.”

She will sometimes leave hickies and bite marks there too, but only when she’s in the mood and you give her permission

If you are also pregnant, she will not hesitate to smother your tummy in kisses then too <3

It would be almost impossible for her to keep her hands off of you

Her end goal is to always make you feel loved, and to remind you that you are the most beautiful woman she has ever set her eyes on

Sana

Dimples ♡

We all know Sana is a very affectionate person. So choosing her favorite spot to kiss you would be impossible right?

Nope not at all for her.

The first thing that had drawn her to you was your radiant smile

But the deal breaker was the dimples that came along with it

She just couldn’t get enough of them

Once you guys had been dating for about 3-4 months, you both had gotten very comfortable with each other and started being all lovey dovey and such

That was when you noticed how much she loved to kiss your dimples

Any chance she could get, she made sure to kiss you in that same spot

It never failed to make you blush every time, and that’s part of the reason why she would constantly kiss you there

She also loves how well they compliment your face, and how adorable they make you look

“Y/N have I ever told you how much I love your dimples? They make you look so cute!” *pinches your cheeks*

Jihyo

Cheeks ♡

She doesn’t mind kissing on the lips. She loves it actually, but she just enjoys kissing your cheeks even more

Jihyo’s kisses are the most genuine ones you will ever feel in your entire life

Sometimes it’s hard for her to say how much she loves you outloud, so she’ll express it through her kisses

When you’re having a bad day and come home tired, she’ll wrap her arms around you and give soft pecks on your cheeks

Or when Jihyo has to leave for early morning dance practice, she’ll slowly wake you up by peppering your face with kisses too

It’s just a super sweet gesture for her, and your puffy cheeks are too cute for her to not kiss anyways

She loves the way you blush when she randomly walks up to you and kisses you

Jihyo adores you so much, even if it’s hard for her to say outloud sometimes

When she does, she makes sure it meaningful, and at the perfect time

“I love you so much Y/N. Even if I don’t say it outloud that much, I really do. You’re my world, and I never want you to feel any lesser than that.”

Mina

Nose ♡–-

When you confessed to her that you hated the shape/size of your nose, she made it one of her top priorities to make you feel less insecure about it

Her shy persona may keep her from expressing a lot of things, but it didn’t stop her from showing her affection for you

You were used to her always giving you warm hugs, and very soft kisses on the lips

But when she added your nose to the agenda, it was game over for you

She loves to kiss your nose when you look super cute, and she can’t handle it

Or when you’re doing something sweet for her like washing the dishes, or doing her laundry. She’ll always find a way to pay you back with affection

“Thank you so much baby. You’re so sweet.”

Over time your insecurities had slowly gone away after receiving so much love and support from her, making your nose the very very least of your worries

Having someone like her in your life made you realize that looks weren’t every thing, and that you never have to worry about when you’re with her

“Honey your nose is so cold. *kisses your nose* Here let me kiss it some more so it will feel warmer...”

Dahyun

Hands/ fingers ♡

Dahyun is very loving and sweet

She loves to hold your hand when you two are walking around Seoul together, or just cuddling on the couch

She loves the intimacy it brings between you two

If she doesn't express her love with words at the moment, she will express it with actions

She'll bring your hand up to her lip and pepper your knuckles, fingers, and whatever else with kisses

Something else that she would never admit, is how she loves the softness of your hands

It reminds her of when she was little, and she would hold her mother’s hand

Dahyun wants you to feel loved and adored by her at all times, even if it’s not verbally

When you guys are at restaurants, she will have no shame holding your hand from across the table and kissing it

“Dahyun be careful. People might see us.”

She’ll just laugh and say, “Let them. Nothing will ever stop me from expressing my love for you darling.”

Chaeyoung

Jawline/Neck ♡

We all know Chaeyoung is a big romantic

And can sometimes be a bit flirty with it too

So it’s no surprise that her favorite place to kiss you, would be the most intimate and steamy

Even though it is her favorite spot to kiss you, she doesn’t really kiss there very often

But when she does, she makes sure to go all out

She loves how intimate it is, and loves hearing/ seeing your reaction every time she kisses in that area

Most definitely will leave hickies too, so be aware when she starts going to town down there

“You like it when I kiss you like this baby?”

You can just already see her smirking while saying that…

She loves riling you up and making you melt from her touch <3

Tzuyu

Ears ♡

Tzuyu is a one-of-a-kind woman, and the sweetest one you have ever met

When you guys first started dating you it stayed at the awkward stage for a little bit longer than most couples

But when she started warming up to you, her affection towards you became even greater

It started with little kisses on the nose, then on the cheek, lips, she eventually progressed to your ears

You thought it was weird at first, but you eventually grew to love it

Tzuyu loves to hug you from behind because of the height difference, and she’ll often whisper in your ear how much she loves you

Sometimes she’ll nibble a little bit too after kissing it, but not very often

If you have slightly larger size ears, she would tease you about it every now and then

But not enough to where you would feel insecure

She just thinks your ears are super cute, and make you even more loveable

"I love you so much Y/N... Don't ever change. You are perfect just the way you are."

[magicalmutants]

Kiss Me !

♡ Summary: different kisses with the JJK men :)

♡ Includes: Gojo, Nanami, Geto, Choso, Toji, Sukuna

♡ Warnings: AFAB!Reader, slight NSFW in some of them, swearing, making out, sexual themes and implications, MDNI!

♡ A/N: sooo Sukuna’s is my first tiptoe into a little bit of NSFW territory… idk if I fw it on not I can’t lie the whole time I was writing it I felt like that guidance counselor from 10 Things I Hate About You… I have so much newfound respect for creators who can write long steamy scenes without it getting repetitive or becoming awkwardly written omfd! Also, Choso and Sukuna girlies I know you’ve been waiting on seeing your men in my content, this one’s for you!

♡ A/N 2: this is the lil celebration piece I’ve been working on! Thank you all for supporting my work and chatting with me, you make me smile :) lmk if you’d like to see more stuff like this!

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S. Gojo

⭒ Satoru Gojo is full face kissing attacks. Kissing Satoru is being trapped underneath your boyfriend as he kisses all over you face just to make you giggle.

He sees through your fake annoyance, mirth glimmering in his eyes as you squeal and try to wriggle out from under him.

“Oh my gosh! Whats that?” You gasp and point at something over his shoulder.

“Huh—?” He smiles as he looks over his shoulder dramatically, going along with your little plan. He knows how this will end after all.

“HAH!” You use this distraction of break free and run into the living room, cackling and hiding behind the sofa as you try and catch your breath.

“Awww. You don’t want my love?” You hear him call from the bedroom, trying his best to sound dejected, even though hearing your giggles from the living room puts a smile on his face.

“That was an act of terrorism!” You call back.

You don’t hear a response from the bedroom. After a beat you call out, “hello?”

No response.

You peer up over the top of the sofa and try to look into the doorway to the bedroom. The bed looks empty, but where was your boyfriend?

“Boo,” a low voice next to your ear makes you shriek and dive over the top of the sofa.

“Toru!” You yell as you tumble from the sofa onto the floor, while your boyfriend doubles over in laughter.

“Hey! Don’t glare at me, you’re the one who decided to make a break for it,” he chuckles.

“Well—” but before you can get the sentence out, you’ve been scooped up from the floor and flown onto the bed again, finding yourself right back where you started.

You are once again pinned under Satoru as he peppers kisses all over your face and neck, coaxing peals of laughter and breathy giggles out of you as your squirm under him. He continues his barrage as he slowly gets closer and closer to your lips. The kiss to your lips lingers longer than the others. He pulls away slightly and looks into your eyes.

The laughter bubbling from your lips dies away as you catch your breath and look into those beautiful, blue eyes with a smile on your face. The eyes of the man you’re lucky enough to call the love of your life.

“What’s the matter, baby?” You murmur as he leans down to peck your lips quickly, his snow white hair brushing your forehead.

“Nothing,” he replies, a soft smile on his lips. “just like lookin at ya.”

“I love you,” you lean up and plant a gentle kiss on the corner of his smiling mouth.

“I love you,” he says.

A kiss to your forehead.

“I love you,” he murmurs.

A kiss to your chin.

“I love you,” he whispers.

A kiss to your lips.

K. Nanami

⭒ Kento Nanami is tired kisses, cuddling on the sofa after a long day of work. Your body held close to him, your head tucked neatly into the crook of his neck as you run your fingers over his chest, lulling him into the blissful, sleepy calm he only seems to find around you.

His arms cradle you. His left arm holds you close as his thumb rubs circles on the side of your hip, while his right hand strokes your cheek as he gazes adoringly down at you.

He leans down and plants a gentle kiss to your temple.

You look up into his smiling face. His eyes are tired, but the love they hold for you is unmistakable.

“Hi, Ken,” you whisper, giggling.

“Hi, my love,” he responds, feeling like the luckiest man in the world to have you there next to him, taking the weight of his life off his shoulders with just a quirk of your mouth.

You lie there for a while, the gentle hum of the fan is the only noise interrupting your blissful cocoon of perfect contentment with your husband.

“How was your day, darling?” Kenton’s voice is husky from exhaustion and the question is murmured sleepily as he tries not to doze off from the way your fingers are gliding over his chest and the way you nuzzle into his side.

“It was fine. Much better now,” you whisper to him.

Kento’s lips quirk upwards, even as his eyes begin to close again. “Why?” He questions as he bites back a smile.

“Because you’re here,” you giggle, planting a kiss on the corner of his smiling mouth.

“My god, you must have feelings for me or something,” the sleepy smile never leaves his mouth.

Tired Kento was the absolute death of you. Hair slightly disheveled, tie loosened around his neck and the top 3 buttons of his sinfully tight dress shirt undone. Tired eyes and gravel in his voice. Still gentle, still funny. He was so perfect.

“Yeah, I guess you could say that,” you laugh, even as he makes an amused noise.

“Well that’s a shame. I have a wife, you know,” Kento continues the gag.

“Oh do you now,” you play along, “Tell me about this wife of yours. She must be a very lucky woman.”

“Well, I’m the lucky one. You see, I’ve loved her since we were 14. She’s beautiful and funny and elegant, and somehow she decided to love me back,” Kento’s gaze is full of adoration as he looks down into your eyes.

“Hmm, I don’t blame her. Maybe she saw what a kind and handsome and witty gentleman you are,” you smile fondly back up at him.

“I’d be so lost without you, my love,” Kento sighs as he drifts off again, pulling you up onto his chest so you can be more comfortable as you doze.

“So would I,” you whispered back as you snuggle into him.

“You’re the love of my life, Y/N.”

“And you’re mine, Kento.”

S. Geto

⭒ Kissing Suguru Geto always feels harmless enough at the start. A gentle kiss to the back of your neck as you two stand in the kitchen, cooking dinner together. You’re leaned over the pan on the stove, stirring the contents to make sure they don’t burn. There’s a little furrow of concentration between your brows, and a little piece of hair curled at the nape of your neck that didn’t make it into your ponytail.

Every time Suguru walks behind you, he plants a little kiss to the back of your neck, right where the tiny curl of hair is. And every time he does this, your brows un-furrow and a little smile plays on your lips as you look over at him.

He meets your gaze with a smile of his own.

“Hi, Angel,”

“Hi, Sugu,”

He’d shoot you a wink, and then it’s back to work until he does it again.

“Hi, Angel,”

“Hi, Sugu,”

After the third time, you’re turning around to meet his lips with a peck of your own.

The fourth time, you nip at his bottom lip.

By the seventh time, your lower back is being pressing into the kitchen counter and your body is trapped between Suguru’s arms as he nibbles and kisses along your neck and jaw.

“Sugu, what about the pasta sauce,” you gasp as you drop your head back, fingers tangling into his soft hair.

“Fuck the sauce,” he murmurs against your ear, hot breath making you shudder, before he kisses right under your lobe.

“Suguru… what if it sets off the fire alarm,” you protest weakly, your commitment to seeing the recipe to completion this time wavering.

Without missing a beat (or turning to look) Suguru reaches out, grips the handle of the saucepan and unceremoniously tosses it into the sink with a ‘clang’ and a ‘hiss’ when the hot pan comes into contact with the cold water in the sink.

“Fuck the fire alarm,” you can hear the smirk in his voice.

You wrap your legs around his torso as he sits you on the counter top and begins kissing you again.

“Ugh. You always do this,” you smile as you roll your eyes, unable to hide your giggles.

“Yeah, yeah waste of food, but I never hear you complaining afterwards, Princess,” his eyes gleam as he looks into yours, pretending to search your face for protest he knows he won’t find.

You roll your eyes again as you pull his face towards your own.

“That’s what I thought,” he smirks as your lips meet his.

C. Kamo

Choso is slow, lazy kisses as you both gradually wake up to start your days. Choso always wakes up first, just to admire the peaceful look on your beautiful face. He smiles as he listens to the gentle rise and fall of your breathing as you continue to sleep, completely unaware of the enamored man lying next to you.

Choso gently brushes a stray strand of hair off your forehead, causing you to stir, before leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

Your eyes slowly flutter open at the contact and you squint slightly at the sunlight streaming into your room.

“Morning, Cho,” you shoot him a sleepy smile as you rub the sleep from your eyes.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers back, “can I kiss you?”

“Yes, you don’t have to ask,” you giggle as you lean forward and place a lingering kiss to his lips.

“I’ll never get tired of doing that,” he breathes, looking blissfully happy.

“And I’ll never get tired of the look on your face after you do it,” you tease.

“Can you blame me?” He sounds incredulous, “how many people do you think would kill to wake up next to the most beautiful woman in the world every day?”

“Cheap flattery will get youuu…” you draw out the last syllable as you pretend to think, “everywhere,” you decide with a grin, wrapping your arms around his neck as you kiss him again.

“Well there’s way more where that came from, you make it easy to compliment you, you’re so perfect,” he smiles, pink dusting his cheeks form the kiss. Even after all this time, his reaction is the same as the first. It fills your heart with warmth.

“And you’re the cutest,” you giggle, as your stomach flutters from the intensity of his gaze.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this either,” you whisper as he pulls you close and gives the top of your head a kiss, before tucking it under his chin. You’re enveloped in him. His arms, his scent, the feeling of him. Choso. The love of your life. And as you lie there, you pray for this moment to last forever. Just you, Choso, and the glimmers of the morning sun, forever.

“I’m so happy I found you,” he breathes.

“I lov—”

“Yo! Choso? Y/N? You guys awake?” Comes the deadpan voice from the other side of the bedroom door.

“What’s the matter, Megumi?” You call out, even as Choso groans.

“Nobara and Yuji wanted to make breakfast for everyone and set the pancake batter on fire. Just thought I should tell you,” he calls back, his words getting fainter as he goes back down the hall.

“Guess that���s our wake up call,” you mutter as you move to get up.

“Let’s hope they don’t— hey!” You’re pulled back into Choso’s arms.

“Five more minutes?” his voice is muffled, his face being pressed into your back, “it’s fine if they burn the house down, it’s the school’s property anyway,”

You laugh as you manage to turn in his arms, “five more minutes,” you say, your lips finding his again.

T. Fushiguro

⭒ Toji Fushiguro is kisses against the back of your shoulder as you lean back against his broad chest, the water of the bath and the warmth from your body helping to seep away all the tension in his muscles after a brutal day of jobs.

“Ahhhh,” he sighs as he kisses your bare shoulder before leaning back and closing his eyes, “this is exactly what I needed. Good call, baby,”

You hum in agreement as you lean back further and cozy up to his chest, the warm water lapping around you.

Toji’s muscular arms are draped along the rim of the tub as you soak in silence for a few minutes.

“Do you have to go into work tomorrow?” You question as your finger traces from his bicep to his wrist.

“Nah, fuck that,” he replies, cracking an eye open to watch your hand.

“Hmm that’s good,” you reply absently as you bring his knuckles to your lips and place a soft kiss to them.

“What’re you doing?” He smiles.

“Kissing your hand,” you reply lightly.

“Yeah I can see that, but why?” His soft smile changes to a cocky smirk when you turn to peer up at him.

“Because I love your hands. And I love you,” you state simply, still looking at him.

Toji wonders if you know how easily you manage to turn him into mush. He tries so hard to be cocky and nonchalant, especially around you, but you always manage to cut right through that and turn him into a mess.

“Yeah, well. Love you too, doll,” he kisses the top of your head so he can avoid your gaze and hide his, no doubt burning, cheeks.

You hum as your lips ghost feather soft kisses over the back of Toji’s hand.

Toji suppresses a shudder and feels his dick twitch. He knows you definitely felt it too.

“Knock it off, baby,” he grunts as he moves his hand away from your mouth.

“Why?” You quirk an eyebrow, turning to look up at him again.

“Because,” he sighs, “as much as I want to, I really don’t have the energy to fuck you tonight and if you keep kissing me like that, I’m gonna have to”

“Okay,” you say simply, dropping your hand into the water.

After a minute, Toji feels the ghost of your fingers trailing up his leg.

“You stay just as you are, okay, babe?” You begin to shift in the tub, “I’m gonna take good care of you,” you whisper as a you place a light kiss against the side of his head.

“God, I love you,” Toji’s hand rises to the back of your neck and pulls you into a kiss.

“I love you too, Toji,” you smile as your hands begin to work.

R. Sukuna

Ryomen Sukuna is hungry kisses filled with teeth and tongue and three sweet, little words you both know aren’t true.

“Fuck, I love you,” you gasp as his lips follow a pathway across your breasts that only he can see, kissing and sucking along their way.

“You don’t mean that,” he says absently, not bothering to stop his ministrations or look up at you.

“No, I don’t,” you agree, hands tugging at his hair.

“Say it again,” he says, before swirling his tongue over your hard nipple.

“Fuuck,” you whine, “I fucking love you.”

“Good girl, baby,” there’s a wicked glint in his eyes as he comes up towards your face and crashes his lips into yours.

The kiss is messy and hot. A clash of tongues and teeth as you both fight to assert dominance. At long last, need for air breaks you apart and you pant, catching your breath.

Sukuna wastes no time and begins attacking your neck with the fervor of a starving man, while you gasp and take in shuddering breaths above him.

“You know it’s funny,” he says, working on your neck as his hands roam your body.

“What is?” You breathe.

“Nah, just after last time,” he pauses to leave a particularly brutal mark on your collarbone, “you said it was the last time we did this, and the time before that you said that was the last time,”

“Uh-huh,” you gasp, your eyes rolling back into your head.

“So what I’m wondering, baby,” you can hear the mirth in his voice as he teases you, “why do you keep coming back?”

“This— this is the last time,” you manage.

“How come?”

“Because you’re an asshole,” you moan as his mouth begins to travel lower.

“Say it’s because you love me,” he demands, withdrawing from your body.

“It’s because I love you, Ryo,” you whine, your eyes snapping open, hands reaching out to bring his lips back to yours.

“Fuck,” Sukuna would never admit how hard it makes him when he hears you say that nickname like that.

The kisses become messier and more fervent as Sukuna tries to make you suffer a little bit longer for trying to go no contact with him again.

Finally, he caves and fucks you. Between gasps and moans and the sounds of skin meeting skin, three little lies spill from his lips again and again. Words you’ll both take back in a couple of hours. Words you’ll both cry out again next week.

[therealslimshakespeare]

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the DIFFERENCE is what gets me. what sanchez and gale went through is so, so awful but it was different in some ways. it was rushed and a desperate attempt to horrifically abuse them before they had to turn them over to the dulag. but what they did to lu in front of ida was… premeditated and like the anon said, systemic and repetitive and u said was likely done by SS officials themselves. like it was a fucking tactic. and i just think of poor gale, who has vivid images of seeing sanchez be assaulted in his head (i know he was as well, but i get the sense that he was more focused on what happened to her- we see that when he tells the interrogator what happened to her because he’s in denial about himself), and this is a girl that he DISSOCIATED AND THOUGHT OF AS LU, finding out that Ida had to watch Lu be abused for HOURS? on end. Again and again. Like that’s so fucking awful for him to find out. Because AGAIN. He saw something similar and literally thought that girl was Lu. And hoped until the fucking end that she hadn’t been hurt that way. And I genuinely think he can’t fathom seeing what Ida did, I really think he can’t.

Do yall have any clue how much i love when yall take a scene that has so much happening, so many layers, multiple sympathetic parties in it and you just dissect with absolute clear precession what ONE BBY might be feeling about this: Gale.

Like, I love this oh my gosh, I love it so much, it’s exactly what I intended

[vampiriirot]

dear diary (k.ys)

!! pairing: yeosang!nonidol au x fem!reader !! genre: angst !! summary: an arranged marriage that was steering in the right direction, except neither of you realized how much you loved each other. especially yeosang..except he found out too late. !! word count: 1.5k !! playlist: hug me cover by yeosang, j's lullaby by delaney bailey &, present by lloyd vaan

notes: i will write fluff and crack soon i swear!! but oh gosh i sobbed the whole time writing this esp while listening to yeo's hug me cover OML.. but uh here yall go i suppose (this isn't proofread yet jjsjs-) alsooo credits to @fairytopea for this beautiful divider <3

“I found this..when cleaning your room sir” the maid’s voice was distant, muddled as if he were underwater and she watched from the shore. “Leave it on my desk” the words were robotic, Yeosang’s eyes glued to the screen in front of him. Fingers clicking noisily at the keyboard, the laptop’s brightness burning holes into his lenses. Light no longer peeked in through the blinds of his home’s office, the darkness similar to the shadows casted beneath his weary eyes. Hours on end, without halt, were spent before the computer. He stopped going into the office, requesting to work from home. Sometimes spending days and nights, typing away, proofreading files that had been checked over thrice already.

He didn’t have much to look forward to these days.

Nonetheless, once the maid had wandered off, his eyes strayed towards the item she’d brought..a peculiar book. Worn out with time, but familiar regardless. Flashes of the book on the nightstand, sometimes on the porch swing, and then hidden at any other given moment. It was a silly cover, mimicking the book from the infamous anime ‘Death Note’. His heart shrank at the sight, soft laughs taunting his mind as his eyes stared down the inanimate object. He couldn’t focus on the repetitive work on his laptop any longer, so he heaved himself off the chair.

“Take a shower, you reek” a harmonious fit of giggles left her lips, and Yeosang rolled his eyes at the antics. 

Snatching the book off his desk, he trudged through the dim hallways of his home. It resembled a ghosttown at the moment, he was the sole inhabitant currently. The maid, long gone to her gold haven with family. His bedroom was swallowed in darkness, like storm clouds resided over the bed. He didn’t bother changing, only falling backwards into the plush, icy mattress. Chills settled permanently over the house, the atmosphere was constantly cold and lifeless.

He gripped at the notebook, lifting himself upwards so he was seated on the bed. Eyes lingering on the stickers pressed all over the gloomy black cover, little smiley faces staring back at him. It was a sight of normalcy he craved, the eccentric chaos he missed. Her beautifully peculiar nature. After a lifetime, his finger peeled open the cover, to reveal neat handwriting scrawled into the first page. It was dated for May 3rd, one year prior.

“Dear diary…No that sounds weird. Dear journal? I don’t know what to call this, I’ll figure it out. But today marks my first week of being married (even though it was arranged)! You think a girl would be swooning, especially since he’s such a hunk. But..I kinda think he hates me. Unfortunately because he’s so handsome, I guess it’s my mission to get him to fall in love with me. It will take loads of work, since he’s so quiet but I’m determined! My first tactic will be cooking him his favorite meal..and I will update once it’s done!”

“Update, I nearly burnt the kitchen down. Thank god the maid was there and it wasn’t too bad but oh god he looked so angry..He didn’t even come into the room after..disheartening but I hope some takeout will make it up to him..”

A small smile tugged at his lips, the words ushering him into their first week of marriage. He remembered it all too well, coming home to her shrieking and the maid helping her put out the small fire. He was indeed infuriated, so much so he had spent the rest of the night in his office. At an ungodly hour of the night, he heard knocking at the wooden door. She peeked her head in, holding out a tray like a peace offering.

“M’sorry for the whole..accident. I got some takeout though!” he couldn’t forget the way his heart swelled at her gesture, when she placed the tray and rushed out of the office in a flustered hurry. The plastic container was neatly arranged with utensils and a crisp bottle of water. A note attached the napkin, and it provoked a snicker from him.

‘Sleep soon or else you’ll be cranky in the morning.’

Lost in the memories, he needed more, flipping frantically onto another page. This entry was dated to December 24th of last year, Christmas eve? 

“Dear diary (it’s so cringe but anyways). It’s already Christmas, wow time flies when you’re so busy. Things are the same I suppose, but I bought him a gift! It’s a really stupid gift but I thought it suited him really well. He’s like a doberman, Yeosang the doberman. It has a great ring to it, so I got him this doberman plushy. It’s big and super cute, and I wrote this card with it…I hope he’ll like it. He seemed extra stressed this week and I didn’t want to make it all worse. What’s stupid is that, no matter how distant he seems, I find myself falling for him even more. Beneath all his stoicness, he’s a sweetheart (or that’s what I keep telling myself). Anyways, I’m writing this like two minutes before midnight so merry christmas to my journal.. Thanks for listening to me ramble!”

Her innocence, and childishness, was so sugary sweet. A delicacy he pushed away constantly, for no reason besides the fact that their relationship was an arrangement. The smile that stretched over his lips upon opening the gift, and reading over the note when she was asleep. He didn’t realize it, but he was beyond obsessed, infatuated with this angel he’d been blessed with. In her sleep, he pressed one tender kiss to her forehead, and watched over her gentle form with sheer adoration. It was the best Christmas a man like him could’ve ever asked for.

May 2nd of this year…it was the page he flipped onto without mind. Her final entry, the morning before everything was meant to crumble. 

“Dear diary, today I’ve got an appointment with my doctor for a checkup. Yeosang’s busy in a meeting so he can’t drop me off, but he’s sent the driver to pick me up. Tomorrow’s our one year anniversary, and I’ve got a whole surprise planned. First: We’ll have dinner at the beachside restaurant and then we’ll go on a walk across the sand till sunset. Once the sun starts setting, I’ll tell him..how much he means to me. I don’t think he realizes it and I don’t know if he feels the same way, but in the year that we’ve been married, I felt my life take a 180. He’s one of the only people who deals with my antics without complaint, even though he seems annoyed..he’s still silent about it. Gosh I sound so lovesick…but he makes me feel complete. I love him so much, I know this was just an arranged marriage and yet..I can’t help but love everything about him. His pretty smile that is reserved for my silliest jokes, the birthmarks on the side of his face that I just can’t help but reach out and pet sometimes… I hope he loves me even if it’s just a little bit, I’ll be over the damn moon! The driver’s here now, I’ll update you later :)”

His fingers dragged along the penmanship, a tear staining the page. He couldn’t ruin this too, this didn’t deserve to be tainted. Streams of painful tears stained his cheeks and continued to flow, a choked out sob crawling out of his throat. Heart constricted and aching, he hugged the notebook and bawled. Nobody would come to comfort him in this loneliness, the sunshine long gone and he couldn’t even say a proper goodbye. He couldn’t tell her how much he loved her gorgeous smile that would brighten his world. Her sense of humor that would beat any comedian in her path. Everything about her made it all worthwhile.

“Yeosang?” her voice croaked, Yeosang’s hands holding onto hers for dear life. On the hospital bed, bleeding and bruised, the doctors at the bedside ready like grim reapers. “I’m here angel” a single tear trickled down her battered face, and he rushed to wipe it away. “It’s the first time you called me that” she wept, and pulled his hand close to her lips. She pressed a gentle kiss to the top of his hand, and all the strength he was mustering came so close to crashing down. He had to be strong for her, he wouldn’t want her final memories of him to be a sobbing mess.

“I love you Yeosang” the final part of his name came out in an exhausted sigh. Her hold on his hand fell limp, and the machines laughed at him with their flatlining noise. He cried out, shaking her as nurses shoved him out of the room. Their attempts were feeble, all the doctor did was place his hand on Yeosang’s shoulder. As if it could soothe him, yet nothing would. Nothing in the world would soothe him anymore, the sun was gone, the candle’s flames all burnt out.

“I love you too” he whispered into the mocking silence, with hopes that she was watching over him now. In his broken state, crumpled on the bed, with her book tight in his arms.

[inaris-mage-of-storms]

When he stepped out back for a break, Tango looked up the definition of 'muscle memory' on his phone.

The ability to reproduce a particular movement without conscious thought, acquired as a result of frequent repetition of that movement.

Frequent repetition. Yeah, that was what he thought. Tango sighed, leaning his head against the brick wall and staring up at the sky. Jimmy had mentioned a brief stint in restaurants previously, and it didn't take long for his muscle memory of kitchen tasks to kick in, but there were other habits that came just a little too easily for Tango's liking.

The way he grinned expectantly after teasing or goading them, and looked confused when they didn't insult him back. How easily 'sorry' fell from his lips over and over for the smallest mistake, even for mistakes that weren't his. The way he laughed after getting flustered and fumbling something was adorable, but the oh my gosh, I'm so stupid! that followed was less so. The way he said I'm an idiot with such levity, said it like it was an immutable fact, didn't sit well with Tango.

All habits that came to him easily, like muscle memory. Like the result of something that had happened over and over and over.

It wasn't the first time he had noticed these little habits, but they stood out more now that there wasn't anyone around who was actively teasing him. Before, it had seemed like an act, a call-and-response game Jimmy played with his oldest friends. Now, seeing the response without the call, it just seemed...

When Skizz said you were great, Jimmy! You absolutely crushed it! after a particularly hectic shift, Jimmy's eyes widened with genuine surprise before a grin spread across his face.

"Really?" he asked, a little hesitance in his voice, like he fully expected Skizz to take it back and tell him no, he was awful.

"Really!" said Skizz, but exchanged a glance with Tango. The compliments came thick and fast after that, from both of them, and Tango loved the way Jimmy absolutely thrived under them. He would do anything to protect that smile, and he knew Skizz would do the same.

"Hey. Jimmy."

Jimmy turned to look at Tango while Skizz locked up the building. "Yeah?"

Tango smiled. "You're amazing."

He could see Jimmy's ears flush even under the dim streetlight. "I am, aren't I?" he said happily.

To anyone else the comment might have come across a little cocky, a little overconfident. But Tango heard the hesitance behind it, the uncertain hope of someone finally beginning to realize their worth.

Skizz laughed. "Look at this guy and his well-deserved confidence!" he teased, ruffling Jimmy's hair. He and Tango exhanged another look, this time one of victory rather than concern. "But yeah, you are, and don't you forget it!"

Jimmy beamed. It didn't matter how their shifts in the restaurant went anymore, thought Tango. Angry customers, burned food, broken dishes; he'd get over all of it, as long as Jimmy was smiling like that at the end of the day.

}{ Part Two }{

[niki-phoria]

hello! i saw your txt concert story , and i was wondering if you could do something similar with enhypen! as in their older idol s/o visits their concert ( preferably he/him pronouns) tysm! i’m sorry if its too repetitive 😭😭😭 - 🫶🏻🫶🏻

⋆｡°✩ enhypen reaction - their idol bf going to their concert

includes: niki calls reader hyung (once), established relationship, tried to include elements of reader being an idol

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :))

male idol reader (he/him pronouns)

requests open !! read my rules first

TXT VERSION

⋆｡°✩ heeseung

(word count 188)

the overwhelming noise of cheers surrounds you on all sides as you anxiously await your boyfriend’s emergence onto stage. you can’t help the sudden rush of excitement that courses through you when the camera switches and heeseung finally comes onto the big screen. 

your smile grows when he jumps down into the crowd, coincidentally standing right in front of you. he catches your eyes almost immediately. you can see the moment he recognizes you - his jaw drops in surprise and his eyes widen. 

“y/n?”

“hi jagi.” heeseung reaches out, reaching out over the barricade and wrapping his arms around you. you pull away just enough to let him pull you into a sweet kiss, holding your face in place with a gentle hand cupping your cheek. 

cheers and screaming from the fans around you mix with the end on the song slowly fading to an end when you finally pull away. “you need to get back up there,” you whisper. 

“one more,” he replies. you both smile into it as he ignores the playful complaints from the others in favor of pulling you into yet another kiss.

⋆｡°✩ jay

(word count 202)

you excitedly watch as the boy’s walk out onto stage, joining engenes in the audience cheering for them. 

the concert goes smoothly, though you notice the occasional faraway look in jay’s eyes. jungwon winks down at you as the concert comes to a close. the lights come back up. “before we leave, we have a surprise for jay.” you chuckle at the bewildered look he gives them as you slip past the barricade to the edge of the stage. 

“jay has been dating y/n for a few years now, and today is their anniversary,” heeseung continues. “so… y/n, would you like to join us?” 

you’re quick to climb up the steps, watching as jay looks at you with wide eyes. slowly, it registers to him until he runs over to you and wraps you into a tight hug. you laugh as he buries his face into your neck as you lean down to press a kiss against his forehead. “happy anniversary jay,” you whisper. 

jay leans up to pull you into a deep kiss. he only pulls away when your lungs burn from a need for air. you lean your forehead against his as he smiles brightly. “happy anniversary, love.”

⋆｡°✩ jake

(word count 217)

you stand at the edge of the stage, glancing between your boyfriend’s bright smile and the thousands of people in the crowd below. you nervously wipe your hands off on your jeans as you hide a little further in the shadows. heeseung glances over his shoulder, winking at you quickly before turning back to the crowd. “actually, before we leave, we have a surprise for jake.”

you stifle a small chuckle at the way his eyes widen, looking between heeseung and jungwon in bewilderment. “a surprise? for me?”

jungwon simply hums in confirmation. “as many of you know, our jake has been in love with y/n for a few years,” he begins, gesturing to the side of the stage where you’re standing. “and they haven’t seen each other in a few weeks. so, please welcome y/n!” 

jake gasps as you step out into the light. he stares at you with wide eyes for a few seconds before he scrambles to his feet and runs into your arms. “oh my gosh,” he whispers as you chuckle, rubbing a hand against his back. “i can’t believe you’re here.”

you simply lean to press a kiss against his forehead before tilting his head up to pull him into a sweet kiss. “i missed you.”

“i missed you too.”

⋆｡°✩ sunghoon

(word count 245)

“love?”

“hey y/n.” 

you furrow your eyebrows slightly when he sighs over the phone. you press the speaker closer against your ear in an attempt to hear him better as you drift a little further away from the noise of the crowd. “what’s wrong?”

“nothing.”

“hoon…”

“i just miss you. i mean, it’s been weeks. i’m sorry i couldn’t take the time off to come see you.”

“i know. and i’m sorry too.” you can feel a change in the audience as the lights around you begin to dim down. in the background you can just barely hear his manager call for him. “hey, i’ll see you next week, okay? i love you.”

“i love you too,” sunghoon says. 

you hang up from the call before quickly shoving your phone into your pocket. you tune out the chatter of the crowd, focusing on the stage in front of you instead. finally, after what feels like hours of waiting, the notes of the first song begin to play, followed by seven familiar silhouettes emerging from a raised platform. 

it isn’t long before sunghoon notices you amidst the crowd. you chuckle as his eyes widen before he runs to the edge of the stage, jumping down to where you are. “you’re here,” sunghoon chokes out.

he wraps his arms around you, burying his face into the crook of your neck. you cling to sunghoon just as tightly, keeping him close to you. “i’m here,” you whisper. 

⋆｡°✩ sunoo

(word count 190)

the concert begins smoothly. you watch from the crowd with a bright smile as sunoo expertly performs. he was born to be a star - you’re sure. 

your smile grows when niki notices you. he laughs as he waves down to you. “hi hyung.” 

sunoo perks up immediately, following niki’s eyeline until he also finds you. he gasps, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth. you wave back up at them before bringing your hand up to flash a finger-heart to him. he laughs as he flashes one back, causing the crowd around you to cheer, though you both know that it was meant for you. 

“there’s somebody very special to me here tonight,” sunoo smiles, looking down at you. “y/n, thank you for coming. i love you.” you flash another hand-heart to him in response, hoping it’s enough to express the overwhelming love you feel.

“okay, enough flirting,” sunghoon teases, pulling sunoo back into position with him. “you can see y/n tonight.”

you laugh as he waves down to you for a second before they join the others on the floor in preparation for the next song. 

⋆｡°✩ jungwon

(word count 195)

“y/n!” jungwon gasps when he notices you in the crowd. you chuckle as confusion ripples throughout the crowd before the cameras pan over to show you on the big screen. “you’re here?”

you slip through the crowd, making your way over to the front of the barricade. jungwon reaches down to help you climb up onto the stage. he reaches out to cup your face with his hands as if to check that you actually exist before he all but tackles you into a tight hug. you laugh at how he clings to you as you reach over to switch his microphone off to prevent it from picking up any feedback. 

“surprise,” you chuckle. 

jungwon pulls away just enough to look at you, smiling brightly. “when did you get here?”

“last night,” you reach over to brush a stray strand of hair out of his face. “i missed you.”

“i missed you too.” you press a quick peck against his lips making a deep blush spread across his face before you step back to quickly hug the others. 

“it’s good to see you guys,” you smile. 

“it’s good to see you too, y/n.”

⋆｡°✩ niki

(word count 265)

you slip past the barricade underneath the cover of the dim lighting, quickly making your way backstage. you wave as you pass by a variety of stacked boxes holding clothes, makeup, and other equipment needed to put on a successful tour. 

even from your position backstage you can hear the noise of the crowd as they sing along to the music playing through the speakers. “y/n!” mina - one of their makeup artists - calls you over. she pulls you into a quick hug before guiding you over towards the edge of the stage. “are excited to see him?”

“very,” you sigh. “it’s been months.”

you can hear jungwon’s vocals clearly through the loudspeakers as the final song comes to a close. “thank you all so much for coming!” he chuckles at the cheers he gets in response. “we love you!” 

you wipe your sweaty hands off on your jeans as excitement courses through you. “well, now it’ll only be a few seconds,” mina smiles. “go see your boy.”

“thanks mina,” you murmur. she simply nods, slipping away back to help pack up the makeup. the platform lowers into place with a final click before the boy’s step off. niki gasps when he notices you, immediately stepping off and tackling you into a hug. “y/n!”

“hi niki,” you chuckle. you wrap your arms around him, keeping him close to you. 

“i’m so glad you’re here.”

you pull him into a quick kiss, cupping his cheek with your hand. you’re both looking at each other with bright smiles when you finally pull away. “i am too.”

[ssalballoon]

i wanna get better at art but dont know how to start ^^' whats a good way to get into studying anatomy and improving as an artist? tysm 💗 love your art soso much

more art converts 😼 yay!!

i think these asks were sent by different people but they're pretty related + a lot of my advice is the same! so i'll answer these together under the cut (it's so long oh gosh)

ok first of all i'm very flattered that people are asking me for art advice but i'm really not the most equipped person to ask TTOTT I've never been deliberately studious with my art so I feel bad offering advice when I've mostly gotten by with just drawing fanart and ocs a lot... my rate of improvement has therefore been slow, but I've still had an enjoyable learning experience so perhaps from that angle my input may help! i'll mainly refer you to external resources that have helped me

For anatomy + drawing humans:

1) I know I'm not diligent enough to sit down and study muscles, so instead I make it more enjoyable by drawing my favorite characters in a pose that targets the muscles I want to practice! (i default to drawing ppl naked because of this lol) This isn't the most efficient, but it serves as good motivation to get practice in. (honestly a lot of my general art advice has the undercurrent of becoming so obsessed with characters to drive your motivation to draw even when artblocked/ struggling with doubts!)

2) I want to refer you to Sinix's Anatomy playlist! Although Sinix focuses more on digital painting, he gives simplified anatomy breakdowns that include how muscles change shape under different movements/poses, which is crucial for natural human posing. the static anatomy diagrams from Google don't really help for that

3) What's just as important as anatomy is gestures! (especially important if you're used to drawing non-human objects I think!) Making figures look like they have flow to them will sell the "naturalness"(?) to your anatomy. If you have in person life drawing sessions accessible near you I'd recommend trying those out, or if you prefer trying it digitally there's this website!

This helps you not only get a sense of human proportions, but also natural posing! I'd limit the time taken to draw the poses from like 10 seconds to 1 minute(?) for quick gestures, and maybe 1 minute to 5mins(for now!! typically they go much longer) to study human proportions. I'd say don't spend a lot of time on them, repetition is more important!

4) I've also picked up on useful anatomy tidbits from artists online! Looking at how practiced/ professional artists stylize a body helps me focus on what the essential details are to convey a particular form (looking up "human muscles" and being hit with anatomy diagrams full of all the smallest details can be overwhelming! what do you even focus on?! so these educated simplifications really help me) Like Emilio Dekure's work! Look how simplified these figures are, and yet contain all the essential information to convey the sense of accurate form (even though it's highly exaggerated!)

(shamefully admits I've never studied from actual anatomy books so I can't recommend anything in that sense TTOTT)

For general improvement:

1) I highly recommend Sinix's Design Theory playlist and Paintover Pals! (+ his channel in general) You don't have to put them immediately into practice, but I think these are good fundamental lessons to just listen to and have them in the back of your mind to revisit another day. Plus these videos are just fun and very approachable! Design theory fundamentals are essential to creating appeal and directing a viewer's attention, and critiquing others' work/ seeing his suggestions are a good way to practice noticing areas of improvement+ solutions yourself!

2) If you prefer a more formal teaching resource, the Drawabox YouTube course covers all the basic fundamentals of drawing in short lessons. But honestly if I were starting out, this would be a little intimidating for me (and even now it still is! I haven't done all of them) But even if you don't watch them, the titles should give you an idea of the basic concepts that are valuable to pick up. I think it would be nice to keep in mind and revisit once in a while as you learn!

(One lesson I do encourage you to watch is the line control one! A confident continuous line conveys motion and flow much better compared to discontinuous frayed lines which I think is good to practice early by drawing from the wrist and shoulder)

3) As a universal piece of advice: Please please please use references! Use a reference for literally everything, observing is how we learn! You'll find that a lot of things you thought you knew what they looked like are inaccurate by memory alone. Also, trace! This is solely for your practice, tracing then freehanding has helped me grasp proportions when I was struggling! (of course don't post these online if you traced from art)

I've found that being able to compile references into easy to access boards has been very helpful in encouraging me to use references more. For PC, I think they use PureRef (free/pay what you want), and for iPad I use VizRef. VizRef is a one time purchase (which was definitely worth the $3.99 USD price imo)

4) On that note, try building up the habit to observe from media + real life and make purposeful comments about what you see! Like hey, when I bend my knee, the muscles/fat in my thighs and calves bulge outwards, I should draw that next time. Purposeful observation carries over to your overall visual library, and it's a little thing that adds up over time

5) For motivation, get into media you really enjoy, or make your own characters! The way I started art more seriously was by drawing fanart + OCs from anime that I liked ^^ For OCs it really encourages you to draw more because you're the primary creator of their art! Also you gotta see a lot of good art to make good art! Watching visually appealing media (like animation with appealing stylization/simplification) can passively help you learn just by observation.

ok wow I could go on but this is already a lot of information TTOTT my main aim for this reply is basically: don't let anything discourage you from learning to draw!! drawing is so fun and brings me a lot of joy ^^ practicing often will of course help you improve, and the way to incentivize that is by having fun with it! i hope this could help!💞

[taylorannnx]

Oh Gosh I've Released A Lot Of Games This Year & Other Thoughts by Taylor Navarro

We're just over half way through February and I've released two new games, "re-released" a game, and I've been actively promoting my Kickstarter for about a week now. That's a lot of work! So let's elevator pitch my TTRPGs because I'm very proud of them all :D

Chefs de Partie

Need a breather from your RPG campaign? Make your characters cook together using this cosy one page minigame! (Examples of how to integrate with other TTRPGs included). Grab it on DriveThruRPG for $4.95 (options for 50% and 100% off available).

Constellation Crafting: Chaos Mode

Someone can't make it to session? Doing some worldbuilding? Want an RP warm up? Make your own zodiac in less than 15 minutes in this chaotic one-page dice-rolling game for 1-9 players! Grab it on itch.io here for $2 (free community copies available).

Dice of Life

This one-page TTRPG is an emotionally heavy exploration of parenthood, isolation, and the crushing, repetitive nature of too many pulls on your attention. Get it for Pay What You Want on itch.io.

Not Yet

Not Yet is a romantic duet TTRPG based on the "just missed them" and "right person, wrong time" tropes where you and your partner attempt to defy the odds to meet one another. This will be my first ever Kickstarter (and game with physical copies!) so if you liked the yellow umbrella saga of How I Met Your Mother, please sign up to the pre-launch page so you're notified when crowdfunding goes live!

[yoongihan]

*crawls into your inbox* hello there friend, I am here to graciously request from your beautiful mind a drabble with the 'near death experience' prompt and the 'I think I'm in love with you' prompt. Pairing entirely up to you. I'm already excited. ♡

Him

pairing: minho x fem character

genre: fluff & humor (hopefully)

rating: T

word count: 1300 methinks

warnings: recreational drug use, a very possible inaccurate portrayal of someone under the influence, shenanigans, repetition (on part of the mc, I promise it is intentional by this author), I don't think there's anything else - let me know if there is. i don't think I even used cursing in this.

a/n hey @jl-micasea-fics, thank you for requesting. i might have had a little too much fun with this. i have no idea if you expected anything with those prompts, but here we are. :D

if you'd like to request a drabble, the post is here

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When he sees you, he doesn’t take in all of you. He merely thinks ‘oh there she is’ and that maybe that your eyes seem a little too bright, even from across the room. 

“Lee!”

If challenged, Minho knows he can be the loudest in any crowd, but right at this moment, you would win. 

He lifts up his hands in a simple ‘what?’ gesture and then processes that you are running toward him. He looks behind to see if a coffee or fish & chips truck has manifested in the living room of Jisung’s ridiculous penthouse loft (the guy buys one lottery ticket and wins one time but it’s for the jackpot) because he’s never seen you run for anything less than food or coffee. 

There isn’t, by the way. 

As he looks back, he realizes that you’ve navigated decently through the groupings of people at this get-together (he refuses to call it a party, parties give him a complex) and are still running.

To him.

In fact, you look like you might just…oh my god, do you expect him to catch you? 

You do, actually. You expect him to catch you and when he takes a step back, eyes wide like he’s scared, you sort of jump up and land in front of him. 

Your reflexes are a lot better than you thought.

Or maybe it’s because he has his hands on your shoulders, steadying you. 

Gosh his hands feel great.

He says your name as you’re thinking about his hands (that is a path that you’ve mentally gone down way too many times) and you just say it.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

Everything is a little hazy right now, but you can see him pretty well as he’s maybe half a meter in front of you. His eyes get even bigger and his ears go pink (you might not think about his ears as much as you have his hands, but you like his ears too) and his hands, still on your shoulders, squeeze and release nervously.

“You what?”

What did you say? 

“You’re so pretty.”

He shakes his head, hands sliding down your arms to tug you by your elbow away from where you’ve planted yourself. You follow because why would you not. He weaves through friends and acquaintances as you admire the back of his head (honestly the long hair on him is such a look). He enters what you think might be a guest room (it can’t be Jisung’s because that boy is a mess even with a cleaning service) and though he lets go of you to shut the door behind you both, you stand in the middle of the room and stare at the frames on the wall.

“They’re prints of Howl’s Moving Castle,” Minho answers the question you didn’t even know to ask.

“Oh. Wow.” 

You hear a sound and look to see that he has sat down on the end of the bed. 

So you plop down next to him.

“Hi.”

His answering laugh seems high in pitch, but who cares. Minho’s laugh is the best.

“You said something out there.”

“I did?”

He nods, turning toward you so you can see more than just his profile. 

He has such a nice profile. You’d sketch it if you had any ability beyond stick figures. 

“You did. You said…” he trails off, swallowing hard. 

“What’d I say?”

He looks back at you, eyes all squinty. “Are you drunk?”

“Nope.”

“You look…”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

His lips part and he just gapes. You smile. 

“I think I am. I figured it out um…well, I don’t know when it was. Maybe a few seconds ago. I was not in this room. I was…where was I?” You shrug. “Whatever. I nearly died.”

He starts coughing and you pat his back.

Jeez, his back feels good too. Even through the black, zip-up henley he’s wearing. 

“You nearly died?”

“I did.” You confirm and rub his back. “I couldn’t breathe for twenty minutes.”

“Twenty minutes?”

You nod. “Yeah. So your friend…the one you went to primary school with, who even keeps up with people from back then, offered me a bong, right? And I’ve never tried a hit from a bong before, so I did my best, and Minho…” you lean in closer to him. He smells good. “I stopped breathing.”

“For twenty minutes.”

“Maybe it was more like fifteen. I didn’t time it. But it went on forever.” You realize that you’re playing with his hair now. It’s silky, which makes sense because it looks like silk. “I like your hair.”

“Thanks, go back for a second…You took a hit from a bong, couldn’t breathe–”

“For ten minutes.”

“Ten minutes, okay. So you’re high right now?”

You tuck his hair behind one ear. “Am I? I’ve never been high before. I’ve never tried to get high before. Is this what it feels like? Oh, your ears are cute. And warm. I think they’re a bit red too or is that the light in here?”

There’s a sigh and then he says your name again.

“I don’t think you nearly died.”

“You weren’t there. Actually, that was what I thought while those seven minutes of not breathing happened. Where’s Lee? My life is over and I want Lee. I could just see your face and that look–” Your eyes move from his cute ear to his face. “That look right there. The one that seems both amused and exasperated. I saw that look in my head. So when I didn’t die, I wanted you.”

“Me?”

“You. Lee Minho, with your snarky remarks and beautiful hands, excellent cooking skills, and weirdest sense of humor. I love you.” You sigh now and brush a finger along his cheek. “Just had to tell you.”

“I see.”

“So, this is being high? Huh. I thought I’d want to eat junk food or something.” You start to get up off the bed now that you finally told him, so maybe you should go back and join the party.

But you’re stuck. You look down to see his hand (damn, it really is a beautiful hand) around your wrist.

“What’s up, Lee?”

“Would you have told me if you hadn’t nearly died?” 

“Why are you doing the finger quotations thing? I didn’t breathe for five minutes!”

He presses his lips together and you think maybe he’s trying not to laugh. Which is a shame. His laugh is absolutely the best sound on planet earth. 

“Okay. You almost died. If you hadn’t, would you have told me?”

“Told you what?”

He closes his eyes even as he looks up at the ceiling. Which makes no sense. How can he see the ceiling if his eyes are closed? 

Oh, but his lashes are really lovely. 

His nose, too. Very sharp and pretty. 

Mouth also. Like sculpted by one of those shoujo anime artists that make male characters beyond pretty. 

He makes a sound but you’re too pleased to feel his lips against yours. When you pull back, his eyes are open again and on you.

The ceiling must not be that interesting. 

“You just kissed me.”

“I did? I did. Well, your lips. They’re really nice.”

He’s patting your hand. “Maybe we should talk about this tomorrow. You know…when you’re not high.”

“Sure. We can talk about whatever you want, Lee.”

His hand is around yours and you’re now leaving the bedroom. You smile because he’s laughing.

You love his laugh.

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The next day, you’re having some much-needed coffee and eggs and bacon when he recounts the previous night to you.

“I did what?”

God, you hate his laugh. 

You also hate his ears and hands and hair, but they all feel really good to your fingers as he kisses you, so you guess you’ll get over it eventually.

He’s a really good kisser. 

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a/n #2 - if mc's high experience is not accurate, I apologize. I've been high exactly one time in my life and it was horrible. hopefully any inaccuracies will be forgiven in the name of story. thank you.

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© yoongihan 2023. please do not steal, translate, repost, or whatever. stray kids belong to themselves and all idols used in this piece are just the inspiration for characters and do not in any way reflect the actual humans.

[sugawhaaa]

Felix x reader Part. 1

"Im just doing my job."

💄Warnings::foul language used

🍦genre::fluff, non idol AU, one bed trope, slow burn

🌙pairing::security guard!Felix x famous!fem!reader

🏷A/N:: at first this idea seemed kinda cringe but now that I'm writing it I'm like, omg...also the next (estimated) 2 parts won't be as long (hopefully) because I had to introduce you to the world of this fanfic 😭

Your father is a worldwide famous actor that is constantly working. He may as well be royalty based on the way he's treated at work. Meanwhile your mother is a kpop artist that is still producing as a soloist. The three of you lived in basically a mansion of a house. All your life you've been harassed by cameras and interviewers, you willingly go to interviews but getting harassed at airports? Not so much. You understand the fact that at interviews all they're going to be asking you about is your parents but it always seems to be that as soon as anyone hears about your parents being well your parents they flip.

Comments such as "really you look nothing like them!" Or "gosh you must be so young!" Get hurtful and repetitive. 

But nothing is worse than getting bothered at your own house. You'll be eating dinner when there's people peeking through the windows or recording you getting changed at night. Your parents became aware of these creeps and stalkers and gave you, what they call, an assistant. His name? Lee Yongbok is his Korean name but he prefers being called Felix when not in business. He's very kind and generous but his speech seems to be limited when it comes to you and he's very stern and serious.

You can't help but feel bad for him. He has just as busy a schedule that you do and sometimes he does chores for you. He stays cool and calm and says it's nothing but is it really? He gets tired and often gets headaches. You offer him medicine but he refuses and uses his hands to massage his head instead. Felix often spends late nights with you and babysits you when your parents are out to simply enjoy themselves or do something for work.

Since you are now 18 years of age you've been thinking. What am I going to do with life? 

Ever since you were only a kid people asked you what your plans for your future are but they always give you two options. As an example an interviewer would ask "what are your plans for the future? Do you want to follow your mother's footsteps or your fathers?" You always try to explain in a kind way that both sound like promising futures but it might not be for you. Then they'll ask "Oh what else do you have in mind then?" 

Your honest answer? I don't know. But you have to give fans and TV more of an answer than that. You always bullshit it and come up with some random career and go with that. 

People also often ask about your school life, but ever since about 4th grade you've been home schooled. By a professional of course. Your parents wouldn't want anything less. Your teacher's name was Namjoon. He was very witty and knowledgeable about anything and everything. He was quick and knew lots about other countries, he's explored a vast amount of countries and often tells you about them. Felix isn't often around when Namjoon is but you just know that Felix would love him! Felix was born in Australia and Namjoon has been there on multiple occasions so they'd get along well. 

As of right now it's mid may, close to June and you are so done with schooling. Only about two months left and you're done. For a while. But there's also traveling, interviews for jobs and TV, hotel rooms, stalkers, busy cities, waiting around the hotel while your parents film or talk business with their staff. Felix usually doesn't come with you on these trips so it gets extra boring real quick. You're in all these different places around the world but you don't get even 5 seconds to enjoy it before getting dragged to a hotel or filming set. 

Today you woke up kind of late, around 10 am, and you instantly grabbed your phone to wake yourself up. You scrolled through some YouTube shorts when you saw a thumbnail for a short video. It mentioned your mother so you kept on reading the title and it said "M/N L/N caught cheating on husband! (She's been married to D/N for 13 years!!!)"

You rolled your eyes "it's been 14 years actually." you thought to yourself. You turned off your phone and hauled yourself out of bed and slipped on your shark slippers. You stretched and headed for the bathroom just down the hall from your room. When you opened your door you heard some cooking sounds from the kitchen downstairs and a delicious smell of bacon and eggs. Smells like moms cooking. 

You used the washroom and as you were washing your hands you looked up into the mirror to see your awful bed head. Right…you went to bed with wet hair last night. You dried off your hands and when you opened the door you heard your mother call your name. You went over to the indoor balcony in your house and looked down to see your mother "Yes?" You called out. 

"C'mere I have something important to tell you," you looked shocked and went down the nearby staircase. You rubbed your eyes as you went over to your mother in her pink house coat and cat slippers. "There's a slight change in plans. We're leaving for Australia today!" She said with a bright smile as she flipped an egg. You smiled with her.

"When do we leave!" You said basically jumping.

"1 pm!" She grinned as your jaw dropped.

"That's in four hours!" You freaked as your mom nodded. 

"I already made you an Australian breakfast," she smiled as she handed you a plate. You thanked her and gave her a kiss on the cheek before running to your room. You had nearly nothing packed! You were supposed to leave in roughly four days so you had like one outfit planned. It had a beret, long sleeve white dress, burnt pranced sweater and some basic sneakers.

Other than that you had nothing! You ate your breakfast really fast and got all the necessities. Hair brush, tooth brush, hair clips, make-up, skincare, pads, extra change of under garments, meds, bandaids everything! Time for clothes and hair accessories. You checked the time and only an hour had passed but your phone was at 18%! 

Ugh could anything else go wrong today?! 

You plugged in your phone and started putting outfits together. You finished all the clothing in about 30 minutes, not too bad considering. You then got in the shower and did your 50 step routine. At the end you relaxed a bit in the warm water but only 2 minutes into relaxation the water got cold. That doesn't happen too often but everyone's probably showering right now. You dried off and did some simple skin care before you ran into your mother in the hallway. 

"Whoa dear, relax." She giggled before taking a deep breath, she influenced you to do the same and you copied her. After a few deep breaths your mother oh'd. "I forgot to tell you," she said after hugging you. You looked at her with a confused and curious look. "Mr. Yongbok is coming with us!" She clapped and your face lit up. 

"Oh! He's gonna love that!" You said happily when your mother got a notification on her watch. She whipped out her wrist to check what it said and you quickly looked at the time on her watch. "12:13!? Damn I'm doing pretty good on time," you smirked before saying bye to your mother and going back to your room to keep packing. You packed some things that you might not need as much as you played some upbeat music. Bathing suit, housecoat, slippers, fidget toys, you know all the things that are kinda unnecessary to have a good time. You then dried your hair, styled it and did some simple but cute makeup. Then it hit you.  

"I don't have an outfit to wear today!" 

You put together a comfy yet cute outfit and finally got to sit down and relax on your phone but time goes by fast. Soon it was time to start heading for the airport. 

You and your family brought everything out to your big black car. One of your mother's staff was going to be driving you all there and helping with luggage. 

When you arrived at the airport you managed to spot Yongbok in the crowd. His long sandy hair covered his eyes as he looked down at his phone. You went over to him and he looked up before a squishy smile appeared on his face. You two chatted while sitting on a bench in a private section. The adults all discussed important matters while you and Felix talked about a video game you were playing on your phone.

"So they're all cookies…?" He questioned as he leaned in to see your phone screen.

"Yup!" You nodded as the cookies on your phone battled. 

"And they fight for their kingdom that you are in charge of?" He tilted his head as he looked at your focused eyes. You nodded again while humming. Your plane was then called to board, you and Felix got all of your things together and got on the plan. You were in first class today and this was Felix's first time up here. He embarrassingly asked a lot of questions during the whole flight. You thought it was cute but he found it embarrassing.

"Oh I've never asked you before," you started, catching Felix's attention. "How old are you?"

"Oh I'm twenty," he chuckled before putting a black mask on. 

"Really!?" You said with pure shock. "You look so much younger…" you looked at him intensely.

"How old did you think I was!?" He laughed "I am technically your security guard. I wouldn't really be in this position if I wasn't at least 18." He made a good point. But still he looked so young and handsome. You laid back in your comfy seat and closed your eyes with a sigh. "Tired?" Felix whispered in that deep, steady voice of his. He was so close to your ear and it made the butterflies in your stomach go wild. 

"Mhm" you nodded before relaxing your face again. Felix let you rest on the way to Australia. 

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You woke up to Felix calling your name and gently shaking your arm. You woke up confused as fuck. "What? What?" You groaned as you looked around the plane.

"We're almost there, I just wanted to make sure you were awake enough when we got there," he said before handing you some water. You drank it, the cold liquid going down your dry throat. Your lips popped off the lid and you took a breath. You nodded and handed it to Felix. He took it and set it away again.

"Are you excited to be back home?" You smiled at him.

"Of course." You saw his eyes smile just above his mask. "Are you?" He said as his fluffy hair turned your way. 

"I love Australia. I think it's a beautiful place, other than the spiders," you said, making Felix chuckle. "But I hardly ever get to go out and see these places we visit." You said sadly.

"Oh? Why?" Felix seemed to misunderstand this entire trip. Maybe he thought he was going to be able to see the old parks he went to and old restaurants he went to. Hopefully he isn't too upset.

"Well…" you gestured for him to lean closer to you. "My parents don't usually let me go out. They usually leave me in the hotel while they're out and about." You whispered in his ear so your parents wouldn't hear you talking bad about their treatment towards you. Felix looked surprised and disappointed. 

"Hopefully we can go out and just hang about!" He smiled with his eyes again. You nodded before going back to looking out the window. 

"Oh we're almost there!" You said pointing your finger at the window. 

After you all landed on the safe Australian land Felix took a deep breath and took in the landscape. 

"You and your parents know English right?" Felix mumbled as he leaned over to you.

"Um the basics?" You shrugged. Felix face palmed and went to go talk to your parents, leaving your side empty. They talked a lot and worked out a plan and after an s-class car ride to your 5 star hotel you finally got to feel the comfort of a soft squishy bed. But before that…

"I think we should divide the rooms by two. You and Felix go in one and me and D/N will go in the other," your mom smiled and everyone agreed. You arrived on the 5th floor and found your room. Felix opened it and let you in first. You jumped on the bed and soaked in the soft sheets. You let out a deep sigh.

"So comfy~" you said as you cuddled up in the blankets. When Felix walked in with both of your bags he scanned the room. His eyes landed upon this little bench by the window. There was something weird about it, he bent down to look at it. He pulled off one of the cushions and found a camera. He kicked it extremely hard, shattering it and shooting the pieces all across the room. You instantly sat up and looked at the mess he had made. He started picking up the pieces of glass and plastic. You got off the bed to help him. 

"Careful." He said standing up and putting a hand in front of you. "There's glass." He said before bending back down to clean it up. 

"I'm literally wearing shoes," you laughed.

"Still don't wanna risk my princess getting hurt," 

You blushed at what he just called you. Not only princess but HIS princess. Your heart fluttered as you sat on the bed, cheeks hot. "S-sorry." He blushed as he swept up the glass with a little hand broom from the bathroom. "I used to call my little sister that and you remind me of her so it kinda slipped out…" he explained.

"Don't worry I liked it," you said with a wave of your hands. An awkward silence fell upon the room. Thankfully a knock on the door broke the silence. Felix immediately shot up and headed for the door. "I'll get it." You said putting your hand up to his chest to stop him in his tracks.

"What if it's a creep?"

"Felix. It's fine."

"There was already a camera in here."

You rolled your eyes and opened the door. It was just a staff member bringing your extra luggage. You thanked him with a bow and started taking out some of your luggage. Meanwhile Felix checked all the mirrors for cameras and made sure everything was safe. 

Your parents then messaged you saying they were going to a meeting and you were free to roam around with Felix. Your face lit up. 

"Felix, Felix, Felix!" You said jumping up off the bed and over to him, your phone in hand. He turned to you. "My mom said we can go roam around as long as we stay near the hotel!" You basically jumped with excitement and Felix's face lit up as well. "But I'm kind of tired…" you said with disappointment.

"It's okay," Felix said as he put his strong, boney hands on your bare shoulders. "There's an ice cream shop just down the street from here. It's really good and the staff are always very friendly. After that we can come back here and relax until you want to sleep." 

You nodded and started getting ready. "Also your mother deposited $400 to your account." He said after he checked his phone while you brushed your hair and put cute clips in it. 

"Okay tell her I said thank you please," you said as you topped up your makeup. With that Felix started typing on his phone while still standing in the same spot as 5 minutes ago. You grabbed a purse out of your suitcase and pulled Felix out the door with you. You grabbed onto his arm with both of your arms. He guided you to the ice cream stand and you both had a wonderful time eating your ice cream. Felix got a reeses pieces flavor and you got (flavor of choice) as you walked down the street in the dim lights finishing off your ice cream you looked at Felix. His cute freckles scattered across his face, his wavy hair so effortlessly perfect, his eyes big and pure, full of wonder, his puffy lips shaped like that of a chick, his eyebrows dark and sharp, his jawline handsome and fair. As you were admiring his every feature he looked down at you and your eyes instantly shot away. His little beak lips formed a smile before going back to his ice cream. 

When you arrived at the hotel to sleep for the night you realized, there's only one bed! 

Felix had previously set his things on the cushioned bench by the window so he started heading for that. He was adjusting the pillows when you stopped. 

"Sleep on the bed tonight, it's okay!" You said putting your hand on his back. 

"No, no, you take the bed."

"No, I insist you use it tonight."

"No, I insist." You bickered back and forth.

"How about we both just use the bed?" You said crossing your arms as you awaited his response. 

"As long as you don't mind sharing." He said as he dragged his things over to the nightstand. You went to the washroom and changed your clothes while you were in there. Meanwhile, without you knowing, Felix was also getting changed. You stepped out of the bathroom in your cute short pajamas to find Felix shirtless with his fly undone, a shirt in between his arms being prepared to be put on. You gawked at the sight before you caught his eyes on you. 

"S-sorry!" You jumped and turned around, covering your eyes. Felix just laughed.

"Sorry, I'm used to having just guys around…" he said as he continued to change without your eyes staring him down. 

"That's understandable, I almost did the same!" You said as you rolled on your heels. The sound of his belt and pants hitting the floor making your cheeks heat up.

"Perhaps it's because, I feel comfortable around you…" he muttered as he put on some shorts. 

"I feel the same." You smiled "I'm glad you feel comfortable with me and I hope you keep these feelings!" You said before turning around to see him heading for the left side of the bed. Felix smiled and you two started chatting about your experiences with each other. First impressions, embarrassing moments, close calls etc. 

Eventually you got tired and turned out the lights. Hours later you still lay awake looking out the window at all the city lights lighting up the midnight sky. 

"Can't sleep?" Felix asked in a deep voice.

"Nope." You sighed. "You should focus on sleeping instead of me,"

"But it's my job," Felix chuckled. 

"That power kick you did earlier was dope." You giggled to yourself.

"Haha, just doing my job!" He laughed. 

"Still, every time you do that I get more and more impressed." You smiled as you rolled over to look at him, his eyes already on you. 

"Do you know what the plan for tomorrow is?" He asked with pink dusting over his cheeks.

"Nope." You said with a light roll of your eyes.

"Either way we should get some sleep. Goodnight, princess," he said as he rolled back over to face the wall. Your cheeks were hot and the butterflies in your tummy were going insane at his choice of words.

[pekoeboo]

Hello! I was wondering if you have any advice for drawing facial expressions? Your characters always look so expressive, and I love looking at their faces. My faces tend to look pretty stiff. I would like to try and fix this but I’m not sure how.

hey there! good to see you again~! 👋

oh gosh thank you ;o;; tbh I've never felt like I'm very good at giving art advice, since I still feel like I'm also trying to figure stuff out myself... but I could try to just kinda share how I go about things and maybe it'll help? :0 gonna put it under a cut here since I tend to ramble lol

when it comes to expressions, I normally tend to pull from and mimic styles or faces I see in other media - right now my style is very heavily anime/manga inspired, so I'm focusing on how various artists within that style draw expressions, and try to either replicate it outright or figure out how I could apply the pieces I like the most to my own work. if there's a certain look you're going for, it's always good to find works that have the expressions or fluidity you want and study it! examine the shapes used for the facial features (eg: how the artists bend and alter the face to achieve a certain feeling or emotion), then experiment with how it feels to draw those shapes yourself to get an idea of how it works on a fundamental level.

I actually started out with really exaggerated expressions, like what you'd see in american cartoons or comics. forced me to figure out how expressions work in general, and I was able to tone it down into something more subtle over time. so idk if maybe something like that could help (starting with exaggeration and working towards nuance)? studying posture irl and also in other art/media can kinda help you figure out how people move and behave when experiencing an emotion, and I usually use what I've learned from that as a starting point when I approach an expression I want to draw.

tbh one of the best things really is just observing and looking up how other ppl do it ;o;; there are a lot of tutorials that explain some basics of what parts of the face to squash and stretch depending on the expression you're going for, so it's always good to try looking those up too! (I'd offer some links but honestly I've seen so many over the years that I've just kinda internalized into my own process and I have no idea who made them or where I even saw them, so unfortunately you'll probably have to do your own research there ><;;)

anyway!! TL;DR: find sources of inspiration for what you like artistically/visually and play around with it in your own way... eventually you'll kinda pick up on ways to make your expressions feel more fluid and believable within your own style, it just kinda (unfortunately) takes some time, dedication, and repetition ;o;; idk if any of that helps, since my thought process tends to be pretty abstract when it comes to this sort of thing, but I did my best ^^;

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #278

I woke up in a lot of pain today. But it slowly got better as the day wore on. Initially, I just planned on running a few errands with J and then returning home; I needed to see Mi, because I was marked as an "Unexcused Absence" from work yesterday despite having cleared my absence with Mi; I don't want an "Unexcused Absence" on my work record. I also needed to pick up some medicine from the pharmacy; one of them stops my stomach from digesting itself, and the other one stops my blood pressure from going out of control. And we also went to a reptile and arthropod expo!!!

I went to see Mi first about the "Unexcused Absence" that was actually a cleared absence. He had forgotten to change how my schedule was recorded, and he's going to clear it up, thank goodness. I also told him about what happened with the assistant manager on Thursday, and how I had made a fool of myself in front of him. Mi seemed more amused and unconcerned than anything; apparently my diligence is already known and appreciated??? But still, I...

...I guess I'm afraid of being misunderstood. And I value transparency. If I feel like I've fucked up, I want to be up front about that, and I want to explain - not as a means to excuse my fuckup, but as a means to try to explain that I'm not some lazy, deliberately disrespectful, stupid creature who should be thrown away.

...I don't want to be thrown away. I don't want to be someone that others find insufferable. I don't want anyone to dread me being around. I want to be good. I like where I work, I like the people I work with, I'm proud of what I do, and I like who I am when I sink into the comfort of routine tasks. I like doing repetitive things that require precision and attention to detail. It's good, and... I don't want it to be the case that the people I work with wish that I wasn't around.

...On the way out, I happened to see the assistant manager. So I stopped to apologize to him - first for making him repeat himself because I didn't register that he had spoken, and second for not knowing the answer to his question even after he had repeated himself.

...I'm worried that I might have been misperceived; he seemed more confused than anything. There's part of me that wonders if I made things worse somehow. But... then I remember that, if it is my intention to practice integrity and accountability, then if others perceive it weirdly due to their own insecurities, then there's not a whole lot I can do about it. I gave a genuine apology where an apology was owed; I did my due diligence. The rest, I suppose, is up to him.

...I hope they won't make me go away.

I'm going to try to do a better job of memorizing the service theme of the day, even though I do all the service themes every day that I'm there. Of course, I'll keep trying to be good to the people around me, trying to find reasons to delight in others' presence, and trying to exceed the expectations in front of me, regardless of what day of the week it is; I want to take my work seriously even if it's not glamorous, and I want to make things easier for the people in my immediate vicinity in whatever ways I can.

In any case, instead of just getting the errands done and returning home, J and I went to a reptile and arthropod expo!!! And of course, I took LOTS of pictures for you of all the cute and amazing things that I saw!! I can only have 30 photos per letter, though, so I'll just show you the best ones. But fair warning, they're likely going to be out of order, because when I sent the photos to myself, they got weird.

There were LOTS of different reptiles on display:

...This albino snake with eyes like polished ruby spheres!!!! Oh my gosh!!!!

Tiny gators and crocs!!!

And turtles!!

...Me, waiting around nervously in the crowd for my turn to hold one; J decided to take a picture of that for some reason, haha...

...But then it was my turn to hold one!!!!!

There were spiders and scorpions, too!!!!! LOOK!!!!

AND!!!! SEPHIROTH!!!! I GOT TO HOLD ONE!!!!

So fuzzy!!! So adorable!!!! So polite and gentle!!!! Such beautiful, wonderful, delightful, and utterly lovable little living things!!! Oh my gosh!!!!!

...Getting to meet this beautiful little creature was EASILY the highlight of my whole day today!!!! Oh my goodness!!! AAAAAAAAAA!!!!! 🤩😍🥰

...I wish I could live with a tarantula companion. But there are two problems with this. The biggest one is that M - one of the most extreme arachnophobes I know - would cry a lot. He gets terrified even at the mere mention of them. Second... I don't think I'd be able to stomach putting live insects into danger for the sake of feeding it. I don't wanna think about putting a cute little cricket or a cute little mealworm into a tarantula enclosure.

I would like to live with a snake companion, too, but... I would not be able to put live, adorable, fuzzy creatures into the enclosure to get eaten. Rats and mice are potential friends.

And... that's not to say that I have any issues with people who can stomach doing that. I'm just... not one of those people. Which is why I enjoy my reptile friends from a distance and hold the friendly ones when I can, instead of taking responsibility for their care and keeping.

...It's bad enough that I gotta eat already dead things for the maintenance of my own body. And on the one hand... I do love preparing delicious, wonderful things. On the one hand, I do understand that a human body generally needs animal protein (there are PLENTY of people who are deathly allergic to all the vegan sources of protein...). But on the other hand... I really wish that it didn't require other things - plant or animal - to die in order for my own life to be sustained. But it's not something I can really help, so it's not like I've got a choice but to accept it.

...Maybe in my next life, I can be a tree someplace where there isn't logging, on a planet that isn't dying! Something like this, maybe!

...And wouldn't it be neat if someone could tie a small swing to one of my branches, and rock back and forth with the wind rushing through their ears and hair. And my joy and laughter would sing out through the rustling of my wispy, willowy leaves and blossoms. Kinda like this:

...And wouldn't it be neat if that someone sitting on the swing could be you?

...Ah... I got off topic, ahaha! Forgive me!

Anyway!!! So I left with a new hat!! Check it out!!!

...One of the eyes is on crooked. But I like that about it; it's a bit of a misfit, just like me! Ahahaha! 💖 It's not going to replace my Eevee hat; this one is a bit too warm to wear right now. If the winter gets cold this year (it should; it'll be alarming if it doesn't...), I'll wear it then.

Anyhoot. It's probably about time I wrap up today's letter; I wanna watch J play more Brave Fencer Musashi!

I love you. Please keep yourself safe out there at the Edge of Creation, okay? Please make good, kind, gentle choices towards yourself and the people around you. I'm counting on you to come back home to all the people who love you, okay?

I'll write again soon.

Your friend, Lumine

[therealslimshakespeare]

Thrilled to hear there will be more naughty sleepovers! Might there be an entry forthcoming about dear Dougie aka James Douglass? Inquiring minds want to know!

Oooh Dougie my man, yes, yes thank you, I adore this fella! Come on in, bring in the beer and snacks, can’t have a dry slumber party in honor of this fella, that’s for certain. Special thanks to my contributors: @suraemoon @faegoddessog

Cock-versations || James Douglass Edition

nsfw (AF!) below the cut:

Sordid details: Gosh, how many ways can I describe cocks? The thing is that my vocabulary will run out long before the sheer and varied abundance of cock types has been exhausted. So, while fearing becoming a little repetitive here -I must direct you to the fingers and proclaim: girth. A good average in length but he’s got such a lovely stretch to give and the capable tool is set in a bevy of black curls. Which makes it look pale in comparison, with a little pink tinge and a few startlingly blue veins winding around the pillar. He’s got a seemingly small tip again, by comparison. He likes to get his in some kind of kinky manner but frequency, that’s his highest priority. Pretty substantial balls but they're very tight and round.

A note on the wielder of the weapon: here we’ve got another man who will stand alongside Rosie in his ability and need to make you laugh during. “More rubbers than he can count??” Oh this ain’t his first rodeo and his enthusiasm for the sport exceeds his condom count -and sometimes his talent but eh, whatever. An unapologetic little shit, when y’all have time you’d best prepare to get the living daylights edged outta ya, he’s a terrible tease and now he’s become aware of the galgasm he’s all about going after it in typical bombardier style: accuracy and precision but a deep seated capability to adjust as needed and still be accurate -dynamite combo after some initial bumbling.

Ad libbing the pussy: King of the Quickie, he’s a very eager fella and he’s into some kinky shit, into impossible positions for the hilarity of it and happy to contort himself impossibly too. Quickies are a way of life for this guy, not that he doesn’t like to have long excursions into romance and intimacy but he needs his fill on the hour, so to speak, so he’s gotta sneak it in regularly in between. He’s so smooth about it too, can slip you away so quick, slip into you before you can say “Flynn!”. Now, now, it must be said that he asks so sweetly, he’s a real gem, but then when he’s at it it’s like a Labrador puppy humping a leg. His voice so soft and sweet just to ask to fuck you, because you’re so pretty and distracting and it does things to him, he never forgets how lucky he is to have you despite how frequently he makes use of your allowance.

1940’s Fucbois -they don’t make ‘em like they used to.

A Jabberer: he’s such a chatty bastard when he’s inside you too, chatting between grunts and moans. Some of it's downright looney but it’s all very grateful and very flattering. I mean come on Dougie, lemme hear about how you love how this pussy feels and now onto the score and then yes ask me if I’m down to go boating next week like -yes I can handle that, keep talking to me baby boy. Ain’t stingy with his compliments either so, that’s nice, loves to spin a yarn about how fabulous you are -sometimes that brand of fabulousness should not be shared at a funeral with all your aunts around.

A comment on finesse: He lets out a whole lotta “ya like that? ya like that?” and then he’s one of those unicorn men who actually keeps doing the motion you asked him to keep doing. You ask him to do something and immediately you got it just how you want it, he had to be shown a helluva lot initially but hey, we all start somewhere. We love a fast learner. He’s so down to try new things too, never be nervous or embarrassed to ask for something, you could ask if y’all can do it dressed in tiger onesies and he’s gonna be so stoked. It’ll be funny, you’ll probably get some bruises from falling around- what’s not to love?!

Oral: yeah, he’s a snacker- he’ll go down for sure, he’s also a story teller so best believe he’ll be talking to your pussy, anecdotes, mission funnies, all about the latest canned joke he heard -not saying that it’s the best pussy eating you’ve ever had but it certainly has a vibrating mouth action quality to it, lol. Sometimes you might need to tell him to hush and finish the job. Ya know what happens then? “Right right, sorry babe, gotcha,” -and if you forcefully bring his head back down? well, y’all may later need to discuss why that fed-up action made him blow his load untouched.

I’m not saying he wants you to sometimes act unimpressed so he has to work ten times harder and you still tell him he doesn’t deserve to cum but…he does like it, take it up with him I’m just the oracle

End notes: Just don’t bore this man, whatever you do, and you’ll be the one for him -he hopes. And then you can look forward to a life of ad lib pussy skills, impromptu fucking and improv switching.

-Will likely ask you to make him a sandwich after and will pester you to let him watch you and Dorace down the street have a uh…pool fight.

[lesinquietes]

Oh gosh! In my absence the complaints about Thief have piled up in my ask box. I’m not gonna reply to them all. I think that’d be too repetitive. I’ll just say this.

I completely understand if you don’t dig the direction that Thief is going. It’s heavy. It’s angsty. It’s dark. Dabi’s behaviour can be gross. I’ve warned you that it’s going to get really disturbing. It’ll touch on several different triggers — some of which might bother you in ways you didn’t expect. And that can be distressing. With this in mind, please don’t continue reading if it’s too overwhelming for your nervous system. Just like with anything else that happens in life, it’s up to us to choose what make us feel good.

I write Thief for me. Writing this series has helped me cope with and make sense of trauma and abuse on a deeper level than before. It’s tricky to craft each and every plot point, but it’s also rewarding. I’m very happy with where I’ve taken it, and I won’t make any major changes — despite complaints.

Thanks to all who have continued to hold space for words of kindness and encouragement as I navigate my hiatus ☺️