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anteroom-of-death · 8 months ago

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Teacher's Pet part 14

Synopsis: The Reader gets a potential glimpse into her future. She also makes an enemy.

A/n: yeaaayyyy. More fun. Fuckery world building. Thanks to all my readers. I should probably do a tag list instead of zapping ur inboxes. Uhhh....yeah. to my mutuals who have to deal with me and aren't attached to this, I am sorry. I love you and I would donate my organs to you.

Grades were posted. Most were good, nothing to really write home about. You did far better than you expecting. The self-doubt really was deep-rooted, wasn’t it?

Except one. That stupid alien gave you a near-perfect. Just one point shy of an absolutely perfect one-hundred percent.

So much for no favoritism…

You’d take it anyways. And not bring it up…

Work was slow but it was steady.

He even met you between shifts at your park.

You started feeling a tad insane without him. Did love feel like this? You admitted you had little experience with love. Just what you attempted to create in the past. And trashy books and television shows and movies and songs…

You needed him like you needed a cigarette and a stiff drink after a long day.

Bella Swan would be so proud of you, you degraded yourself in your mind.

“How is work going?” The Doctor asked with genuine shine of curiosity in his tone and face.

“The amount of professors in now…I have to dodge them! I do think the statistics professor I had two terms ago recognized me!” You spoke in a shocked, scared tone. You didn’t need that getting out. Could ruin your future plans.

“Oh no!” He chuckled, as he handed you a bit of sandwich.

“You aren’t forgettable.”

You skeptically glared over at him.

“Any who. How was your gig at the student union?”

“No one appreciated the irony of Pink Floyd.”

“And?”

“Everyone loves Doctor Disco!” He flourished then played air guitar.

You burst out laughing. With a quick roll of your eyes, you shook your head.

“You’re such a nerd.”

“I invented the concept!”

“Probably true!” You let yourself think of his time on Earth. Who knew what funk he has spread? You weren’t going to delve into it much more.

Yet.

One day, when you felt brave enough.

“I have to go to London for a while in two weeks. Just maintenance of the Black Archives…I need to streamline some stuff for making it easier for my next few regenerations. And update some things about a plan for proxy since another organization is down to a woman named Gwen and her husband and she’s thinking of retiring the entire engagement. Her…leader hasn’t returned to the planet in ages. I doubt he ever will. This planet has caused him too much pain. Which, ironic, since his ancestors came from here. Talk about mother wounds! Just upload all the databases for UNIT to deal with.”

“Inviting me?” You clarified.

“Yeah…I think it’ll take a week. Especially with the layers of bureaucracy that is in place these days.” He looked over, his hair caught in the wind. “Could you spare a week? No TARDIS, no time travel. Just hop to, hop out, the slow way around.”

You licked your top row of teeth and scraped it back into place.

“Sure?”

“Perfect. I’ll have them ready a room, a better room for us.”

“One with a window?”

“If they do have those.”

You nodded.

“It’s a date!”

“Fantastic.” He smiled but seemed to flash in his eyes some hidden response from just the one word…

You chewed your shared sandwich and sipped your can of Coke Zero. The weather was getting warmer and the sun was actually shining in one of those perfect, photo-ready days.

“The vitamin D feels good, doesn’t it?” You turned your head to face the sun. The heat felt too good on your skin. You let a little moan slip through your lips.

“Perhaps. I might need a sun crème soon.” He replied.

You snorted. He was bone pale, but you didn’t know how alien skin worked yet.

“Yeah, you are pretty pale.”

Your alarm went off and you had to go.

Final good-byes said and you stalked off.

You had to plan out your little London escape. If it was hard work for him, you wanted to kill time in comfort. Do some sightseeing. Nothing major. London had tons of viral cafés and pop-ups.

The time flew by…

And suddenly you were off and away in another fancy armored Range Rover with armed escorts.

He did do you a bit of justice and got you a room with a view. Just not a particularly stunning one…

He went off, rather rapidly if you did say so yourself, because something needed him to submit his DNA and he couldn’t have any radiant interference. Petronella needed to be with him to get her DNA analyzed or something. You were not going to try to comprehend.

Fine by you, you’d nose around. There were so many floor and he gave you some sort of weird blank paper he said would get you through anything you needed.

“It’s psychic paper!” He said, smile up to his ears.

“Looks like a piece of printer paper shoved into an old wallet to me.” You replied as you regarded the object.

Fine by you, you stuffed it in your jean’s pocket.

You found yourself on the first floor, and saw a door open. There was a sign posted on an easel. ‘Companions and Surviving Family Support Group’, it proclaimed.

You put two and two together. It was probably in reference to the man doing who-knows-what.

You weren’t a companion per say. The Doctor assured you as much.

Did you invade? Did you go look at your future? Or a potential future? It mentioned family members…

Your curiosity got the best of you. Like that damn cat!

You walked in, it was set up like a Narcotics Anonymous meeting. Coffee, sweet treats, chairs all in a circle.

There were already a crowd of people.

And your entrance wasn’t exactly planned.

You slid onto the chair that was closest to the door. An east exit if this was too much.

“Oh! A new face!” A woman with a lot of life etched into her face with a kind smile and a mop of white-shock hair, her lips as red as blood.

“Does, is…am I late?” Was the best you could choke out. You could feel your eyes start to bulge. You swallowed hard. All eyes were on you. You didn’t like it. You preferred anonymity.

The mistake was already clear in your mind.

“No, dove. Right on time! We’re still waiting on Ian! I’m Jo!” She scooted her chair closer to you.

You thrust your tongue out and bit it’s side.

“I’m (y/n).”

A short woman with a leather jacket and all the authoritarian air of something that placed your hairs on the back of your neck at attention glared at you and Jo. “Why don’t we save it all for introductions…”

You got up and grabbed a bottle of water and sat back down.

An ancient man wandered in and sat down.

“Oh! Ian, love! We got a new straggler!” Jo said to him and gave him a hug that seemed too strong for her aged body.

The bossy girl cleared her throat. “Now we can start.”

You hated her already. She clearly ran this group with an iron fist.

There was Jo, Ian, the bitch’s name was Yaz, Martha, a woman who called herself Ace, a married couple named Nyssa and Tegan, a grandmother and grandson duo named Graham and Ryan, a Mel, and some young man named Luke…

Quite a big group.

It came down to you, you introduced yourself. And were supposed to give some brief synopsis of your relationship with the Doctor.

You stared off into space.

“Yeah, he’s here…doing something. I don’t know. I’m his…girlfriend. He’s also a professor at my university.” You stared at your left palm and gauged the reaction. “Nothing major. I’ve got his promise that he’s not going to get me in the way of death.” You finished with a shrug. “He introduced me to his…ex recently. Some milf named Missy. Have you lot met her?”

Yaz’s eyes could have make entrails out of you…

“What? Did I not brush my teeth correctly?” You pointed that faux-question towards her.

“She told me she didn’t do relationships.” She spoke in a tiny voice eventually.

“Well, maybe I’m special.” You shot Yaz a shit-eating grin masked as an innocent smile.

“Oh! I heard the Master went female!” Jo broke up your brewing tiff. “He was such a softie towards me! I enjoyed our little battles.”

You laughed and covered up your palm.

The conversations went on. Mainly centered around Missy now. Apparently she was the prime minister and tortured Martha and her family. Also, body-snatched Nyssa’s father. And became a cat. She’d certainly done her fair share of damage. No wonder she was chained up in a basement in Bristol of all places.

That explained her feline nature.

“Which Doctor are you with?”

“I don’t know. Tall? Thin? Scottish? Severe face? Plays guitar? Wild grey hair. Dark roots, too handsome…yeah.” You didn’t know how many or what the Doctor looked like previously.

“Oh. So the one before Yaz and Graham and me!” Ryan piped up. “She mentioned being a grey-haired Scot right before we met her.”

“Oh, so he got his wish of being a chick next.” You affirmed.

“Wonder what happened to you!” Yaz said, venom starting to leak into her voice.

“Nothing I need to know about, okay?” You pressured back. Two could play this game.

She clearly had sour grapes over you getting chosen and not her.

More conversations broke out, more story-swapping. You started to feel beyond way out just out of your depths. You had to keep your calm. Especially in front of your new foe. Any weakness and you were going to be either throwing down with her or she’d do something unspeakable.

She was apparently a police officer, after all!

“So you’ve never gone on an adventure? To space? Not even back in time? Or forward?” Ace spoke incredulously.

“No, I’m not going to put my life at risk. I made him promise to not. He’s retired. He just needs to help UNIT and rehabilitate Missy.”

“She doesn’t stay good!” Yaz spit out. She then told her tale of him and how the only way to break free from him, the Doctor had to hand Missy over to the Nazis.

“Not my problem.” You said, after finally scraping your jaw off the floor.

“And wow, what the fuck happened between now and when? Handing over someone to the literal Nazis?” You shot up an errant hand and glared. “And hanging around cops. No offense. It’s like historical Jesus versus American Jesus.” You made the decision to bite your middle finger nail in a covert attempt to flip her off.

“Maybe you had something to do with it.” She accused.

“Oh, yeah. Blame me.” You said.

Others attempted civility between the two of you.

Martha seemed between two minds here.

“Just remember how powerful your emotions are!” Ian called out. “Especially how deeply the Doctor evokes them in us!”

It dawned on you, and you decided to take the highest of roads. “Yeah, were dealing with some alien. Like…damn. We really are out here getting….cut up over an alien. He’s our weird alien. But yeah.” He was your alien. And you were going to defend your man, but you didn’t want Yaz and her feelings to make you any less powerful. “His body count has got to be in the millions.” You used the term in a way to dig in that the Doctor picked you for the mainstream meaning and not Yaz. But it worked for companions too!

“Who knows how many of us he’s taken a shine to!” Suddenly you felt yourself heart plummet. You knew you weren’t special as part of a group, but you decided to soothe yourself with your marked differences. No magical abduction story. Just a normal, morally-grey student and teacher relationship. Only it was your luck to end up with the most ran-through alien.

And, it did suit you. You too were ‘ran-through’.

You wished he was free and you could get some comfort here…

You felt yourself return to normal, and decided to pass the ultimate catch.

“Sorry for getting heated. The past month or so since he’s revealed his double life to me, has been…shattering. I’ve only recently discovered that he was…you know, not some man I hang out with. I only recently started calling him Doctor. Not Professor Smith.”

The though of him not taking anyone else as a lover after you did fill you with a sense of pride. Whatever impact you had, that was a mark in your favor. Loyal to you…even if you were dead or broken-up or whatever your fate was to mess around with anyone else.

A permanent (y/n)-shaped hole no one could even get close enough to fill.

When he was done with his task you’d have to slap him and then suck him off.

Martha finally put in her two cents.

“Just don’t get hurt. The last time he was in love when I was with him…so bad. The ending was enough to destroy me.”

“Thank you.”

The conversation went back to normal. You really enjoyed Jo’s stories. Apparently he was a white-haired debonair sort for her. You were curious to see what that had looked like. You doubted it could compare to your particular Doctor, but it was probably very close.

You found yourself laughing and getting along with most. Except for Yaz. You both kept finding yourselves shooting daggers at each other.

You tried to rise above it.

However. You were only human…

You heard a sharp rap at the door and turned at the noise.

It was your Doctor.

“Sorry. I was going to the toilets. Heard some nice familiar voices. Smelt the coffee! I love a cup of coffee after genetic sequencing…Hello!”

There were nary a word as he strode over and made a cup, dumping about a dozen sugar packets in.

“I’ll let you all talk amongst yourselves. Oh, and (y/n), I have tickets to walk through the Chelsea Physic Garden at three. Will you join me? And Martha, I am so deeply sorry for all I’ve done to you. It’s weighed on my conscience since I was a young man in a bow-tie. Truly. From the bottoms of both my hearts. And, oh, faces I don’t know yet, catch your laters.” He shot a quick peace sign.

He breezed out with the same ease that he came in with…

You flushed hard and felt yourself wanting to kick your legs hard. The smile that crept up around your face was probably very goofy. You felt suddenly very giddy and lovesick. And embarrassed.

You swore you heard Yaz mutter something about “Daddy issues”.

You wanted to snap and fight her on the floor.

Jo and Ace heckled. “Oh, he’s back to being a groovy gentleman.” Jo said. “I recognize that red jacket!”

After a while, everyone seemed to wrap it up.

You received quite a few warnings about how passionate a relationship with the Doctor is, and how it would eventually run it’s course.

You didn’t know whether to heed it, or believe him. You were airing on the side of him. After all, he could have popped down here in his TARDIS, but he was following your regulations down to the letter. Changed behaviors, and for whatever reason, when you were long gone, and he was a she, the Doctor didn’t take Yaz up on her romantic offerings.

You felt ashamed of your ‘I can fix him’/’I am the only exception’ mindset. You were a rebel to the idea of monogamy usually. You also didn’t believe in true love. Not after all that you’d seen at work and even experienced in your personal life. However, the beating of your heart and the ache in your soul and the throb of your cunt interfered…

You felt like you were his favorite.

Maybe you were.

You were delusional enough, you decided.

With final hugs and you swore you’d get down and learn more about your shared alien, you’d exited to go and text him that you were out front, smoking.

“You know, maybe you died from lung cancer.” Yaz materialized, carrying some stuff to her car. “Or emphysema.”

You blew out a puff in her general direction.

“I don’t need a lecture. He’s already on my ass enough to get me to quit.” You played back.

“So, lady Doctor. What does she look like?” You asked. Curious. You tried a friendly route. “Still Scottish?” The two incarnations of Time Lords you had met had been. It was an honest question. You even tried a cordial laugh.

“No, definitely not Scottish.”

You nodded.

“She’s blonde and has the most amazing eyes! I took her to get her ears pierced. She’s the most incredible and infuriating person I’ve ever met.”

“Apparently that’s par for the course.” You agreed.

She gave you some agreement.

“Does she still play guitar?” You offered an opportunity to bond, girl to girl. You may have hated her, but a cop on your side may come in handy. One day. And you both were tied to each other now.

So…you had to act your age or whatever.

She was a little younger than you. You could remember being her age. Empathy.

“No, she can’t even carry a tune. She sings all the time.”

You had to let a small snort escape.

“He can sing really well.” You cupped a palm to your mouth. “It’s a bit annoying at times, you know. He frequently does during his lectures.”

“So…that hadn’t changed.” You could see the gears in her brain turning.

“Wait, he’s your professor?” She exclaimed.

“Not currently.” You shrugged, as his text saying that he was coming down popped up, absolved of guilt.

“That’s so wrong!”

“Honey, the Doctor abducts barely legal girls with a degree of regularity. I think a tame affair with a student who started uni later than most is the best-case scenario. You included.” You flicked a bit of ash off your cigarettes end. “No offense.”

“Yeah…” You clearly won.

He swanned into the little front garden at the entrance of UNIT. He changed to a hoodie and simple black blazer and a relaxed pair of checked trousers.

It made your heart skip a beat.

“Hey. I was thinking Italian for dinner. Or Thai. In the fifty-second century there’s a great collision of their flight colonies.”

You smacked your teeth together and let out the final puff of smoke.

“You’re the Doctor before my Doctor.” Yaz gazed up, a look of pre-mourning in her eyes.

“As my wife, River, would say, ‘Spoilers, sweetie.’ It’s nice to meet you early. I’ll try to wipe you from my memory to make it easier for my future self.” He gave Yaz’s shoulder a squeeze.

“Yeah, good luck. See you soon?” You called out as you let yourself be swept off your feet by your particular Doctor.

“Sure?” You heard her say.

A few blocks later and going on the Underground, you pulled him close by the lapels. You gave him a firm kiss and slapped his ass. It was a ‘thank-you’ in a small, simple way. You’d never end up, all things go as planned, like any of those perfect victims. Who knew, maybe you’d dump him. It was all open-ended.

You had your entire life ahead of you. More or less.

For now, it was just you, the Doctor, and a walk in a garden with a fabulous dinner date.

“What was that for?” He looked at you quizzically.

“You’ll never know…” You grinned immensely and a little psychotically. You felt your nose crinkle a bit.

“Oh?” He replied back, skeptical in tone.

It was a start.

“Yeah…” You breathed, inhaling this moment. Inhaling the scent of him, you felt sane, safe, stable and most importantly- in love and loved back.

The train pulled up.

A perfect start to a perfect week.

He snaked out the psychic paper and tapped it like it was an oyster card. You entered the platform and smiled up at him...

Yeah, life was beyond awesome.

#personal #doctor who #12th doctor #12th doctor x reader #12th doctor x you #you x 12th doctor #reader x 12th doctor #self insert #teacher student #doctor who fanfiction #u know we need to write more insane women #i am providing this service #i wrote this #yipee #peter capaldi

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littlefirefox · 3 months ago

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20 Writer Questions

Tagged by the amazing, the wonderful, the talented @taumoebaa (ily oomf🫶🏻)

1. Total number of AO3 works?

39 (with like double in WIPS 🫣)

2. Total AO3 word count?

230,598 👁️👄👁️

3. Fandoms I’ve written in?

oh boy. Uhhh recently (like 5 years) has been Smosh, DreamSMP and Fourth Wing, as those are the most prominent on my AO3. If I️ still had my Quotev account (the place before AO3) there was definitely Warrior Cats and One Direction back when I️ was 11-13 years old or so. There was probably a murky time in like 2014-2015 where i wrote Hetalia fanfiction on WattPad? But I️ haven’t touched wattpad with a ten-foot pole since then.

4. Top 5 Fics by Kudos

1- Would You Follow Me? (DreamSMP)

2- Family Are The Brothers We Found Along the Way (DreamSMP AU)

3- Half Past 3, How Are You? (DSMP AU)

4- Parental Advisory (DSMP AU)

5- The Hair Dye Incident (DSMP AU)

Mainly because when I️ wrote these, it was at the HEIGHT of the DSMP days and that fandom was… something… It was also the most I’ve written in forever.

5. Do I️ respond to Comments?

I️ try to! I️ respond to about 80-90% of comments as I️ do love getting them and getting that sweet sweet validation.

Gimme all the comments and validation and I️ will love you forever tbh! I️ write for myself but I️ also love to know if people are actually enjoying my work as well, helps justify it when the self-critic is being too loud.

6. What has the angstiest ending?

Parental Advisory most likely. Though Storm in the Pouring Rain is gearing up to be a heartbreaker! 🫡

7. What has the happiest ending?

Would You Follow Me! I️ have a little soft spot for this fic tbh even though I️ don’t interact with, watch or really even follow along DSMP content creators. It’s a sweet little fic!

I️ also love Quiet Day In as well, because it’s just soft and fluffy and cute! No stress, no qualms. Just love and affection and comfort 🥺

8. Have I️ received hate?

Hmm I’ve had criticism that I️ didn’t want or ask for, of which was very nicely put but was just unwarranted tbh. 99.9% of people who have read my stuff are very sweet and very kind. There’s been some comments way back in ye olden days where there was more criticism, mainly just because of how young I️ was when I️ started writing and the internet wasn’t as chill.

9. Do I️ write smut? And what kind?

Like once. I hated it and I’m so tempted to orphan that fic anyways because I️ don’t like it. I️ will probably never write it again tbh because I️ just don’t like writing it. Reading and writing it myself are two different things in my brain.

10. Do I️ write crossovers?

Nah, not really my cup of tea. It’s too much to juggle and I️ don’t really like crossover fics that I️ have read, so I️ don’t read them.

11. Have I️ ever had a fic stolen?

Probably. Honestly it would have been when way back in like 2012-2014 era of writing tbh.

12. Have I️ ever had a fic translated?

I️ think someone has offered to translate a fic of mine but it never came about from what I️ know. I️ exist in a bubble tbh.

13. Have I️ ever co-written a fic?

I️ think so?? When I️ was much much younger in my writing style, I️ think I️ co-wrote a warrior cats fanfic?? I have done a “finish the fic” story with one of my mutuals a while ago, if that counts.

14. What is my all-time favorite ship?

Besties idk! I have jumped through so many fandoms in the time I’ve been in fandom that I️ have no clue what my all time favorite ship could possibly be. I️ just love fan works and appreciate the time and effort that goes into them.

15. A WIP I️’ll never finish?

Anything critical role related. I️ was in a two year writing slump and I️ started and quit a dozen fics when I️ was neck deep into C2.

16. Writing Strengths?

Probably fluff scenes in my opinion. Anything with a lot of prose and descriptives!

I️ also love writing angst and the hurt/comfort. The tumultuous emotions with an aching want to be held softly and treated like something precious. Mmm I️ love it!

17. Writing Weaknesses?

Fight scenes or anything really action packed. It’s surprisingly hard to make them flow without seeming repetitive or monotonous in my own experience.

Also smut scenes. Can’t write them to save my life. It’s for the same reasons as fighting scenes. It’s the same repetitive words and emotions that I️ just prefer skipping over them.

18. Do I️ like foreign language dialogue?

I️ think it’s fantastic! Love the incorporation of foreign languages whether it’s translated to English or not.

19. First Fandom I️ wrote for?

Oh boy… I️ think it was either Warrior Cats way back in like 2011??? That or twilight self-insert in that same era. 👀

20. Favorite fic Ive written?

My current WIP, Storm in the Pouring Rain is one that I️ am loving right now. It’s my baby! Otherwise, I️ love the style and flow of Half Past 3, How are You.

It’s hard for me to pick favorites, because they all reflect really well on where I️ am in my life, and they are all products of myself so I️ like most of my fics. Some are silly, some are sweet and some are really in-depth character studies or angst fics. They all bring a little something to my life that I️ love and appreciate.

I’m tagging: @dostthouhavekittens @dont-fold-the-pages @mangopit if you want to! Idk any other writers who haven’t already done this tbh so Otherwise it’s open to anyone who wants to do this

#writing #tagged #writer tag game #lynn rambles

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palestickyprinces · 3 months ago

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on my hands and knees begging for a family tree (or multiple ones!!) for your original hotd/asoiaf characters...

anon your hand in marriage immediately. how did you know about my one true passion. reveal yourself in my dms within three days else you'll start to cough

some of these are way more in depth because i. well. i only just made some (cough the tullys and martells cough) while others i worked for a day or two on. the targaryen ones look weird bc this site doesnt like incest (or even when two siblings marry another set of siblings). i will put it under a read more lest it take 5 days to scroll past

me looking at anon

we're just gonna go in order of how i have them saved el oh el. also i was gonna link the trees but then realized anyone can edit them and i dont trust people not to fuck up my hard work so now you have to suffer my shitty screenshots. sorry

Maryce Redwyne

(ignore the fact it links to aemond, its just how the site works) now this one is a little weird bc i never fully committed to when it takes place in her canon so some people are dead who shouldnt be some people arent dead who should be etc... also daeron doesn't exist here cuz uhhh. well. i just never put him in.

this verse is also the ones my ocs vaerra targaryen and alyssa targaryen (of pentos), but i ended up removing them since its really maryce's story and i didnt want to include them for like two appearances worth of time

you may notice she has a child who's formerly gone entirely unmentioned...

Lorea Baratheon

this one is straightforward its just the canon family tree plus lorea. i have various other ocs and possible cousins in mind for her story but i dont think any are included in this. however i did go insane adding practically the entire lannister and baratheon/targaryen family trees theres like 60+ people in this one

House Errol

never mentioned these guys (because i forgot they existed) but theyre fairly important players in lorea's story, she runs into the kingswood after (spoiler!) her mom tries to 🗡 her and ends up at haystack hall. sebastion ends up agreeing to let her stay, then as the war continues is the one to push her to claim the throne. totally not because he wants to be her hand and marry his son to her. who would ever do that.

House Mallister

theres a couple more piper cousins/siblings in law on the other side lyman but thats fine. lyman has a wife named lynette swann and i never decided if his name would remain lyman. also i forgot to ever name one of elinor's brothers in law oops

after the hashtag scandal of elinor having a bastard baby her mom gets her brother lucas to marry his son to elinor and elinor is shipped off to pinkmaiden forever. sad!

Ellyn Hightower + Daemion & Alyssa

considering daemion didnt even have his own tag until like yesterday i dont think i ever shared that he's criston's son so. spoiler! theres nothing like giving your affair baby nearly the same name as your husband ❤️ also daeron is again not here. sorry. would be funny to include him just for the sake of the recent headcanons about criston being his daddy tho. when ur cousin is also ur brother and its not even from the incest side of the family

(im not actually doing that. daeron will probably just not be included. unless i really like him when s3 comes out in a decade)

all the stuff to the side is just canon targ bullshit i added

House Tully

these crop weird on tumblr oops. click on em to see it better. i made alys larys's sister bc i just thought being tortured by ur sister in law is funnier than aunt etc. i considered naming zoe and elmo's dad ernie

House Martell

alia and aelyx are twins <3 i did not add all of daeron's various descendants or ancestors because frankly theres kind of a lot of them and again this site hates incest and it starts looking funny real quick. given more time i mightve added them and the great bastards and all but this is what you get for now

maron said their first kid could have a targy name since they'd be a martell either way so daenerys insisted he give the second one a dornish name and then with the twins they just followed their previous pattern of girl gets dornish boy gets targy. these guys are arguably the happiest family of ocs i got

maron had a paramour before wedding daenerys and he sent her away before the marriage because he knew daenerys would take offense to it, and he didn't want to risk the still fairly new targ-martell alliance, or risk angering daeron, which could theoretically pose a risk to maron's own sister. the family's one real conflict is that the paramour has a son who later shows up claiming he's maron's REAL oldest child and that aeron is actually a blackfyre. thankfully the dornish are not stupid and basically just go ????? before kicking the kid out. well actually a lot more happens than just that but yk how it is. that plotline is also only barely existant. i havent even read a knight of the seven kingdoms yet

if you actually read all this then YAYYYYY come be my friend pls. or just send me more asks about my ocs. i love answering questions and talking for way too long i NEED more asks

#/text #/my ocs #god now i need to tag them all.#also as briefly mentioned... this isnt nearly all of my asoiaf ocs.#/oc: maryce redwyne #/oc: lorea baratheon #/oc: elinor mallister #/oc: cerella rivers #/oc: ellyn hightower #/oc: daemion targaryen #/oc: alyssa targaryen #/oc: zoe tully #/oc: walter strong #/oc: aeron martell #/oc: ariella martell #/oc: alia martell #/oc: aelyx martell #sure they can have tags too now #/asks

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pantherxdrawz · 2 years ago

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Oh fucc forgot to do an intro

and AFTER the 500 post point-

…I ain’t putting all this in my bio

Anywho, Welcome to my blog!

Well.

[That is of course, unless your a proshipper, MAP, lgbtphobic, bigot, TERF, racist, support the shitshow that is TBATF and/or the creators (that parts just because I’m in the Eddsworld Fandom).]

^Visual representation of me tapping my lil DNI list

YK the common basics. (Tbh who WANTS those guys interacting with them/rh)

If your one of them,

very kindly fuck off

(You WILL be blocked if not)

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With that out of the way,

☄️-I’m Panther/Nyx/Shade

I’ve also got many other names take y’all’s pick [pulls out a comedically large tophat with names], I even have names like Cloudberg and Roomba at this point as long as it’s not offensive anything is on the table really-/hj

At this point you could point to me and go “your name is Tom now your Tom” and I’d go: “…okay guess I’m Tom now”

💫-I currently use all the pronouns, He/She/They/Xe/It etc. Whatever just go for it, still figuring that shit out and I don’t really mind

☄️-I‘ma hobby artist, also hobby animator if I feel like it, but I do take Discord Nitro commissions at times (info below if you’re interested, you could also just DM me right off the bat for info, however since I also have school I might not get to it straight way as fair warning)

I also feel like I should’ve charged for completion and not crop and that these are embarrassingly cheap, and full body’s are embarrassingly expensive but hey I don’t have this as my full job what do I know

You can DM me on here, or on my Discord RandomPurplePantherGorl#2046 if you’re interested

Edit: So since the Twitter (or “X�� *gags*) forced update with the username changes, my Discord is now pantherxdrawz just like my Tumblr

Disclaimer: I have all rights to deny a commission for any possible reason, even if it’s perfectly fine by all the guidelines I’ve put, I still have full rights to deny it (I probably won’t though, but still) ★・・・・・・★

Current Hyperfixations:

-Ensemble Stars (This one’s the newest and current strongest)

-Project Sekai

-Ace Attorney

-Danganronpa

-Eddsworld (Well, actually not really anymore, Been Hyperfixated on it for a year then eventually just kinda…lost interest and left the fandom. but I’m still gonna put it here, I might return one day)

I’m basically Multi-fandom friendly and post whatever tf I want when I want, basically I just see a cool thing and hit reblog

so if you followed me for only one fandom and don’t like multi fandom posting, uhhh sorry pal you’re in the wrong place, feel free to unfollow in that case

I’m just a little guy trying to post their art and reblog stuff

★・・・・・・★ Filtering tags of mine, everything else on this fucking blog is a cluttered garage:

#pantherxdrawz My art/animation tag

#pantherxeditz My edit tag, where you’ll find my au edits of game/show shots

#pantherxwritez My tag for writing/fanfics that I make

#pantherzocs / #panthersocs My tag for if you ever get interested in my Hand made blorbos (my ocs) and want to see everything I’ve posted of them

#for the pocket friends My tag for showing my mutuals stuff simple as that

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Enjoy your stay :]

#intro post #dont rb

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rabidpomeranians · 2 years ago

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I tagged 60 of my posts in 2022

#homestuck - 13 posts

#sprite edit - 6 posts

#heinoustuck - 5 posts

#body horror - 4 posts

#dirk strider - 2 posts

#''you can sleep wvith this fish anytime grand highbabe'' - 2 posts

#op probably wanted bad jokes instead of this uhhh - 2 posts

#when he cant even manage that then its time for the half off special - 2 posts

#like ghb already knows this guy is only playing nice to get something - 2 posts

#jane crocker - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#and the sign comment at least partially comes from it being a hardly stylized pair of handcuffs used in... hold on what would that be called

My Top Posts in 2022:

Another sprite edit done! This one finished way faster than I expected. I guess my editing techniques are getting sharper now that I’m 5 in. The cheek spots and marionette strings are an extra touch that I thought would be nice additions.

beta kids [X] | roxy [X]

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AI Jane replacement theory

[Image text: ARQUIUSPRITE: Miss Crocker is now a vessel for a cunning, malicious artificial intelligence whose neural netronix and ontology buffers and stuff like that have somehow managed to far surpass even my own -end text]

Arquius says this as an advanced AI that's been fused with a fully cognizant person through the medium of an (at least) semi-intelligent kernelsprite.

You can argue Hal wasn’t that advanced to begin with since there are obvious exploitable flaws in the programming, which in turn (ironically) drags down Arquius’ overall standing as a complex AI. But. Hal was produced by a 13 year old from a single snapshot of his brain. It’s no small feat, until you see how it stands up to a lifetime of Crocker Corp research and surveillance.

See the full post

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Outside of her ram horns, Aradia’s lusus/animal theming is so blink and you’ll miss it that I only just realized something.

one of the conditions for the trolls timeline to be successful is that Aradia has to be dead before the start of the game.

She’s set up to be a sacrificial lamb.

25 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

Another sprite edit finished just in time for 4/13! I’m excited to do more of these but I’m running out of og heinoustuck designs to pull from. I guess jane or vriska would be next.

69 notes - Posted April 13, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I love the idea that tavros had pyrokinesis but never used it outside of a personal gag. Like he either considered it too dangerous to mess around with, and/or he realized the nightmare and a half it would be if vriska caught wind.

The images flash in his mind of her adding a mind controlled dash of arson to her latest scheme. Absolute best case scenario: nobody burns to death.

He promptly commits to being significantly more useless and takes his secret to the grave

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #did not expect that to be my top post but it makes sence

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warmaidensrevenge · 2 years ago

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Okay so I had this on going thought. So plus size fem reader goes to a party Eddie is there she's drunk they've both had drinks. They do stuff and loses her v card. Smut doesn't need to be included cos this is just back story. Morning after she bolts before eddie wakes up. She finds out a month later that she is pregnant. So now she is terrified to even mention anything to Eddie cos she is thinking either he wouldn't believe her when she tells him they had sex (she thinks he doesn't remember that night because he didn't say anything to her about it in school) or he would just reject her immediately and deny his baby. So basically she progresses with her pregnancy. People keep making fun of her. Some saying she is faking it to excuse her from being "fat". She constantly gets asked who the father is. Only her close friends know who it is. They want her to be honest with Eddie but she doesn't want to. Anyways like later he confronts her about why she wouldn't want the father of the baby involved (he has a suspicion its him because he does remember that night) and she's pissed saying it isn't his business. You can decide to go from there. This might be a little too detailed but my brain was running a mile a minute.

What's done is done.

Eddie Munson x Plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Hmmm interesting 🤔

Warning: sexual implications, mentions of unprotected sex, cursing, body insecurities

Not proof read and no word count

Inspired by Killswitch Engage - Arms of sorrow and juno

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You really didn't want to go to the party at Steve's house. But your best friends Chrissy and Robin convinced you to go. You really weren't the partying type. You were more of a goodie two shoes when it came to social gatherings. You mainly find yourself at the library or doing some volunteer work. But tonight you were totally going out of your comfort zone.

You stood in the corner alone watching everyone talking, laughing and getting plastered. You were only there for 30 minutes before you were ready to go home. You made your way to Chrissy who was sitting on Jason's lap.

" Hey umm I'm getting kinda tired." You started to make an excuse when Chrissy looked at the door and smiled. She looked back to you and nudge her head towards the door. You looked and your heart skipped a beat. Eddie Munson just walked in with a couple of his band mates.

You had been crushing on him since the day he asked you if he could borrow a pencil in class. His big chocolate button eyes made you swoon. He tried to give it back after class. But you insisted for him to keep it.

Now no longer wanting to leave you made your way to the kitchen to get a drink. Eddie was in there grabbing himself one too.

"Hey uhhh y/n can you open this for me?"

Eddies voice brought your attention to him. He held out a can of beer. He knew your name. You didn't even know he knew you existed.

" uh yeah sure". You took his can and opened it.

"Thanks princess. I uhh I hurt my fingers playing tonight." Eddie gave you an excuse is to why he couldn't open it himself.

" uhh you're welcome" you spoke softly.

Eddie moved closer to you. You assumed it was because the music was too loud for him to hear you.

He was leaning against the counter taking a drink. It was definitely awkward for you. So you took a drink of a mixed cocktail someone had made.

" what are you doing here?"

Eddie's question made you feel like you didn't belong there. And to be honest you didn't. Eddie sensed your withdrawal.

"No no. I mean I don't normally see you at parties. Aren't you like some preachers daughter or something?"

You gave him a halfhearted laugh. " Uhh no, a pastors daughter" you corrected him.

" Right right. But that doesn't answer my first question."

You took another sip of your drink. You were parched all of a sudden.

" my uhh girlfriends made me tag along" you nodded your head towards Chrissy.

" I didn't know you were gay?"

You shot your eyes to meet Eddie's. " I'm not-" Your knees immediately gave. Eddie grabbed you so fast. Fingers digging into your back fat.

" shit you ok?" Eddie was concerned.

" Uh yeah I'm fine. Just got a little dizzy."

"Did you eat?"

You shook your head.

" Well you can't drink on an empty stomach." Eddie went to the fridge pulling out stuff to make a sandwich like it was his house. He always made you smile even though he didn't know it.

You watched as he assembled one and cut it in half. He wrapped half in a napkin and handed it to you. He ate his half in like 2 bites before you even started on yours.

You guys chit chatted for a bit while you ate. Eddie was already on his 4th beer while you were already feeling a buzz from the one you had been babysitting. You had no tolerance for alcohol. You had heard a song that you liked and you started to dance. Eddie smiled while he watched you. You were so cute he thought. You accident bumped his arm while you were swaying about. Spilling some of his beer on his leather jacket.

" oh crap. sorry Eddie".

He laughed it off. " It's cool it's just beer."

"No no let me help clean you up." You grabbed Eddie's rough hand and lead him to the bathroom. Opening door after door until you found it.

Eddie closed the door behind him while you looked for a wash cloth. You wet it a little and move to Eddie to clean. Your eyes were focusing on his jacket while Eddie grinned watching you. God you're so pretty he thought.

"Thanks princess."

Eddies pet name made you blush. You finally met his eyes and you instantly melted. He was so damn pretty. You bit your lip out of nervousness. When Eddie ran his thumb across the apple of your cheek.

" can I kiss you?"

You froze. Eddie Munson wanted to kiss you. Sweet Baby Jesus!

You nodded and Eddie went for it. It was strange at first. It being your first kiss. You did your best to follow the rhythm Eddie had set for you. He pulled at your hips to meet his. While you wrapped your fingers in his untamed frizzy curls. You pulled away to catch your breath.

"Uhh do you want to go find a room?"

You hesitate knowing what was gonna happen but you nodded anyways. Eddie held your hand leading you into an empty bed room. You sat on the bed while Eddie locked the door and took off his jacket. He made his way to you and kissed you deeply. Just a few seconds after he laid you down on the mattress. He pulled away for a second.

" umm are you drunk?"

You shook your head no.

" ok. Uhh are you sure you want to do this? Because of you don't we can just go back downstairs and talk some more. Maybe dance or something."

You let out a small smile. " And they said chivalry is dead."

Eddie smiled before giving you a quick kiss. And propped back up.

"So you want to stop?"

You shook your head.

"words princess. I need your permission."

" No Eddie. Please don't stop"

You woke up the morning after from the sun shining through the blinds. Damn near blinding you. You look over to the messy brown haired guy next to you. Oh my goodness did that really happen? Man oh man.

Eddie had his back towards you and you wanted to hug him but after last night you were embarrassed. So you crept out of the bed. You were still completely naked. Ashamed of your body you quietly hurried to put on your clothes. Last night Eddie praised your figure. Kissing every white lightning bolt across your tummy. Massaging the meat of your thighs. Maybe it was his words or his touch maybe his soft full lips making their way around your body. Whatever it was you let Eddie Munson venture where no man has ever ventured before.

You pulled up your jeans noticing a little of dried blood on the inside of your thigh. Feeling the heat of shame make it's way to your face, you didn't even bother to put on your shoes. Once outside you dawned them on and walked home. I can't believe that happened. And with the guy you've been crushing on for what seems like forever.

...

A month had passed since that lovely night. But ever since, Eddie hasn't even so much as looked at you. Which of course broke your heart. Did he not like it as much as you did? Did he not like you enough to even talk to you? Was it because you weren't his type? Was being with a "big" girl that off putting? Perhaps it was just a hook up to him. Where you really ok with just a one time thing? After being with Eddie, his lack of attention brought back all your insecurities that you had just started to be ok with.

Chrissy and Robin knew everything about everything, your feelings for Eddie, how he took your virginity that night. How being a pastors daughter was super annoying. You guys had been best friends for years. Going on trips together, having so many sleep overs, shopping, crying fits. Everything best friends did. You remembered when Chrissy confessed losing her v card to Jason freshman year. Around the same time Robin came out to you guys. You accepted her for who she was. Who is anyone to say who someone should or shouldn't love? It's not like you can control who you fall for. As long as they were happy right?

You were in the bathroom at school with your friends when Chrissy asked if you need a pad. Your menzies always happened at the same time. Yours however was late. You could feel it coming though. You were spotting and super bloated. Your breast were sore and you were fatigued. All normal signs of your menstrual cycle. It wasn't until a week later did you feel something was wrong when you didn't start. Your sense of smell was heightened and you started getting sick in the morning. So worried something was wrong you 3 way called Robin and Chrissy to explaining everything.

Before you knew it the 3 of you were crammed into your small bathroom staring at the counter that held a pregnancy test.

"I can't look" you sighed out.

"me either" Chrissy said holding your hand. You both looked at Robin.

" I don't want to look either... Nor do I want to touch that pee stick. Don't get me wrong y/n I love you and all but no way."

You took a deep breath and went for the test. Stupid unholy pink plus sign. Your eyes watered and you sunk to the floor.

" no." Chrissy and Robin said at the same time making their way to the floor next to you. Trying their best to console you.

They asked what you wanted to do. If you wanted to get an abortion. But you explained your father would never allow it. And to be honest you didnt want to. You wanted to keep the baby. The baby was part you and part Eddie. If you couldn't have Eddie at least you could have a part of him. But you had to tell him right? Would he believe you? Would he care? Would he want to help raise a child at such a young age? Would he just bolt? Or would he deny that you two hooked up?

You explained your concerns with your friends. Chrissy stuck up for Eddie. Explaining that he wasn't that type of person. And you knew that. Eddie was never mean. He wasn't a bad guy like the majority of the school thought. But then again. Who just has sex with someone and then never talk or look at them ever again. Robin agreed with you but still voice that you should tell him. You were so naive it was painful for your friends to witness.

-Eddie saw you first when he walked through that door into the mess of people at Steve's summer party. When he saw Chrissy nod her head in his direction he looked away so you would catch him staring at you. And when you went to the kitchen he went too. He asked for your help opening a can. He could have done it. But he lied to get a conversation going. He's been wanting to talk to you for some time now. But you never seemed to be around. Your always doing something with yourself. Something he would never really care about until he saw you handing out bowls of soup to the needy on Christmas day. He had gotten community service on some trumped up charge. So he was washing dishes when you came back with a tub full. You gave him a 'I'm sorry' look for adding more work for him. You worked up front. The food serving jobs that were saved for those who did this often. Of course you did this often you were a sweet innocent girl. He liked that about you. You didn't judge him based on what anyone said. You made the decision to like someone or not according to what you learned about that person from that person.

After that night though Eddie thought that maybe being see with the towns 'Freak' was too much for you. That's why you left without saying goodbye. Why you hadn't looked at him since. Sure Eddie thought you were different from everyone else. But the way you acted like he didn't exist hurt him. But he still cared for you. He watched you over the next few months. You were glowing. You had never looked so beautiful. But it was about 4 and a half months after the night you spent with him did Eddie noticed that you started to wear clothes that were way bigger than your normal ones. He was clearly oblivious to the situation. Until he started to hear the rumors. He was staring at you during lunch one day. He saw you get up and for a split second your shirt hug your belly just before you pulled it so that it would lay down properly. Eddie's eyes widened jaw dropping to the floor. You were pregnant. What others were saying was true. When did that happen? Did you hook up with other guys after Eddie? Or Before ? No you were a good girl. But then again you let Eddie have sex with you without a condom. But hold on wait wait. The way you felt. The way your core tugged at him before he entered you. You were definitely a virgin. Was he the father? No no. You would have told him if he was.

Eddie's minds was so packed with questions that he had to talk to you. He need to know who the father is. He found you at your locker in-between classes.

"Well aren't you just a walking cliche? Preachers daughter all knocked up?" Eddie chuckled. But you didn't find it funny.

" so uhhh what's going on?"

You gave Eddie a thin lip smile. " Well I'm 19 and pregnant, still in highschool. So yeah a walking cliche." You were being sarcastic but Eddie didn't seem to catch it.

" Well no shit princess. It's like you're pushing maximum capacity." Eddie said looking at your belly. He wanted to touch it. But your words stopped him.

"Seriously?! What the hell is your problem Eddie?!" Eddie looked at you in shock. " Seriously go fuck yourself!" You said while turning around and leaving Eddie frozen in fear

You never yelled at him. Shit you barely said anything in the past few years he's known you. And now you were yelling at him. He didn't know what brought that on. But your friends were going to make damn sure he would know by the end of the day.

They were waiting by his van. He stopped to study to see if they were pissed. And by the way Robin and Chrissy marched up to him he knew. He was a dead man.

" what the hells your problem Munson?!" Chrissy spoke first.

"Seriously how are you gonna call a pregnant woman fat?" Robin said shoving him.

" I-i didn't call y/n f-fat"

Robin scoffed " Oh please Munson spare us. "Maximum capacity " are you serious. That's just cruel. Even for you."

"N-no I-i didn't mean it that way."

" I don't care what you meant Eddie, you better apologize to her" Chrissy poked his chest.

" I don't think she will talked to me."

" well you better start trying before we kick your ass." Robin and Chrissy looked at each other and nodded.

Eddie agreed to do it. He didn't mean to hurt your feelings. He was just nervous. He always felt nervous around you. He also always seems to put his foot in his mouth everytime he talked to you. So he was gonna try. But you never came back to school after that. And you weren't home most days. Or at least when he went over. He called but your father said you weren't home.

Eddie didn't know this but after the incident in the hallway you took your parents offer to send you to a school for young mothers just 30 minutes out of Hawkins. You didn't want to leave your friends but you had to get away from Eddie. You didn't tell Eddie you were carrying his child after that day. Fully accepting that you were gonna do this on your own. Clearly he wasn't ready to be a father if he still acted like a child calling you names and making fun of your situation.

...

" Hello?"

" Eddie it's Chrissy. I uhh I have to tell you something.

Eddie hadn't seen you in like four months. He found out you left but he didn't know where. And your friends were no help.

He listened while Chrissy said that you were in labor. And that he need to know that he was the father.

He hung up with the address on a piece of paper crumpled in his fist. He knew it. He knew it was his. And though he was scared shitless. He couldn't help being excited. He put on his best button down shirt and his Sunday slacks. He never actually went to church but they were a Christmas present from like 3 years ago. He was surprised they still fit. He was super nervous so he sat outside in his van so he could calm down enough to drive to you. He stopped at a gas station and bought you some flowers and a small stuffed puppy with the color of your eyes for the baby.

...

Eddie was walking down the hallway looking for your room when he saw your parents coming out through a door at the end of the hall. Eddie froze when he saw your mom crying and your dad trying to comfort her. Shit what happened? Was she upset that you decide to keep the baby instead of put it up for adoption? Or was she upset that he the town freak was the father? He had no clue what was going on with you. All he knew was he wanted to raise the baby... together.

He approached your door when he saw your parents leave. He decided not to introduce himself going against why he dressed up if the first place. He felt like maybe you two could do it together. Hoping that your parents would see that he wasn't a Devil worshipping cult leader he was made out to be. Maybe even get your father's permission to make an honest woman out of you.

Eddie shook the thought away so he could finally go in and see you two. His heart was pounding and he started to sweat. He was so nervous. The last time he was this nervous was his first performance at the Hideout.

He reached for the latch when the door pulled open. Robin and Chrissy were standing there. Tear stained cheeks, blood shot puffy eyes hugging each other. Eddie took a step back at the sight.

" Are they o-ok? He mumbled

With what looked like it took everything she had to shake her head. Robin said " No"

Eddie watched as they left. And he stood there for a moment before going in.

You were laying on your back head turned to the window. Your quiet sobs rang in his ears. He looked down at the empty bassinet and just knew. But what confirmed it was the tiny medical wrist band that you had clutched in your hand that was pressing against your heart. You didn't look at him when he came in. You didn't want to face him. You had just given a stillbirth and you just wanted to die.

Eddie put the flowers and stuff animal down onto a chair in the corner of the room and he came to the side of hospital bed where your face was. You scooted over to let Eddie climb in bed with you. He held you tight while you sobbed into his chest.

" It's ok y/n I'm here now. I have you" it was all Eddie could say before he joined you in crying.

He swore to himself that day that he would always be there for you. He would take care of you. He hoped that this pain you both were feeling wouldn't last long. And one day when everything was alright, when you were alright, you would let him love you the way he always has.

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im-still-watching-anime · 3 years ago

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I posted 676 times in 2021

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#i love a story where the weight of the world is on someone’s shoulder but a person who cares for them doesn’t care and just wants them safe

My Top Posts in 2021

sai: i’m glad you’re back sasuke, everyone else is so happy now. anyway i was thinking since we don’t really know each other we should spend some time together. i’ve been told i’m inept at most things so maybe you could teach me to cook or—

sasuke: you think i know how to cook?

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sai and sasuke: *banging on sakura’s door at 1 am* could you help us learn to cook

sakura who only eats hospital food and makes medicine: teach you to what now

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sai, sasuke, and sakura: can you teach us to cook?

yamato who was basically a test tube for most of his life and still doesn’t even quite get how people work: uhhh….

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sai, sasuke, sakura, yamato desperately: please tell us you know how to cook

kakashi: yeah

everyone: *sigh of relief*

kakashi: but i only cook toast it’s all i know how to make so it’s the only thing i eat

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the entirety of team seven completely hopeless: naruto there’s no way you know how to cook right?

naruto who has practically been left alone and self-sufficient since he was a baby: of course i know how to cook

yamato: is this like an only cup ramen thing or…?

naruto: no? i know i’m bad at stuff sometimes but cooking is a basic skill, none of you know how to cook? even the basics??

everyone else:

naruto: alright i’ll help. i already taught kurama to cook for days i don’t feel like it so teaching you guys should be easy. i’m not paying for all the groceries though.

kakashi: you what??

naruto: i’m not paying for groceries now hurry up and come in before i change my mind.

758 notes • Posted 2021-08-22 16:02:00 GMT

i’m just saying that gaara’s transformation was actually the best thing to happen to temari and kankuro and it 100% took them months to stop crying at the littlest shit like:

gaara: i’m gaara and these are my siblings—

temari and kankuro already in tears: he called us his siblings

gaara: please excuse them our family life was really fucked up

805 notes • Posted 2021-08-05 15:02:39 GMT

dazai, finds two traumatized orphans and teaches them opposing moral values: why won’t they get along :(

1005 notes • Posted 2021-09-04 16:46:09 GMT

me banging on kishimotos door at 2am: why did you make sakura’s bangs as a child a symbol of her lack of self-confidence and then have ino help her overcome it BUT then give sakura bangs again during the war arc when she was reunited with sasuke and clearly made to be self-conscious and feel inferior in the face of him and naruto?? why did you literally put the symbol of discomfort back into her design around sasuke - her love interest - when it blatantly contrasts the safety and confidence she gains around ino who helps her overcome that obstacle??? which one sounds more romantic?? which one sound more healthy?? OPEN THE DOOR—

1345 notes • Posted 2021-10-12 16:03:48 GMT

sakura, talking to someone: yeah we all really miss sasuke ever since he left the village

naruto: exactly. everything feels so difficult without him here it’s hard to even breathe without him everyday i wake up and go to sleep thinking about him wondering if he thinks about us. i wonder what’s going on in his heart and—

sakura: okay i just meant i sometimes wish he would come back i have no idea what the fuck naruto has got going on

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maadorii · 4 years ago

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Hinata + Hispanic s/o

max.note’s: tbh, i don’t see much hispanic/latino reader headcanons or scenarios written on here, or anywhere really. so today, we are going to change that >:))) i’m not caught up in the manga but i know the time skip spoilers sooo hinata having s/o thats hispanic/latino just makes sense to me. it’s canon. translations available at the end!

warnings/tags: fluff!!

part two

to be honest, i don’t think hinata ever expected to date someone outside his own race. not that he was against it, but when you live in a very homogeneous country like japan–– especially in a small town, it’s kinda hard to find somebody. until you came. you both met in your third year of high school. you were the new foreign exchange student that everyone was talking about. hell, it was the highlight of practice last week.

- “hey, have you guys heard of the new foreign exchange coming?” it was tsukishima who brought up conversation amongst the third years. hinata looked up in interest, sipping from his water bottle. “really? where did you hear that?” kageyama asked, wiping the sweat off his brow. “from some other third years, i heard their... hispanic? i think.”

- “hispanic? like, they speak spanish and stuff?”

- “i guess so,” tsukishima snapped.

- but when he saw you up close for the first time, you were a lot different then he imagine. but it was good different. your mannerism were different from what he was used to. you were loud, you were bright. you had this sort of... vibe, and it made your body flow like running water. not rigid and tight. and you were beautiful.

- it took him about a month before he finally was able to approach you (he spent that month learning basic spanish so he could speak to you.) it was after class one day when he noticed you were all alone at your desk, finishing writing down the notes for class. this was his moment. with his heart pounding against his ribcage, sweat beading at his brow, he took the on small sept and walked up to you. when you noticed him approaching you, you couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit seeing how his body was literally trembling like a leaf in the wind. he pulled out a pocket journal, flipping through a few pages before he landed on the desired one. clearing his throat, “¡h-hola, soy shouyou hinata! ¿cómo está?” (1) his voice was shaky when he spoke to you but your couldn’t help but flutter at the attempt he took to speak to you in your language.

- your smile with filled with warmth you responded, “¡hola hinata, soy (y/n) (l/n)! estoy muy bein. (2) but you don’t have to go out of your way to speak spanish to me.” you guys hit it off really quick after that fateful meeting. so much so, that hinata began spending his lunches with you instead of his other friends *cough* kageyama *cough* “woah! (y/n), what is that? it smells really good.” he exclaimed, taking a sniff of your food. “it’s a tamale, want to try some?” and it was from that moment on, he literally begs you to bring him something for lunch. seriously couldn’t get enough of your food.

- after weeks of hanging out and getting to know each other, he finally asked you out, officially. and he does it SPANISH, as he should. “¿(y/n)... me dejarás ser tu novio? por favor?” (3) how could you say no to that?

- surprisingly, he didn’t tell anyone right away. i think majority of people would think he’ll flaunt his relationships the moment the happen but i don’t think so. despite his very social nature, he’s a private man so he’ll just want it to keep it between the two of you in the beginning. and he was good at hiding it for a while from everyone. but eventually, the team catches on to hinata’s secretive behavior. “hey hinata, you’ve been acting... weird lately. is there anything going on?” yachi asked as she handed him his water bottle during their water break. hinata started to sweat even more so then he already was at the question, his tentative eyes nervously shifting around the gym.

- “uhhh i have no idea what you’re talking about!” hinata laughed suspiciously, his hand coming up to rub the back of his. tsukishima perked an eyebrow, analyzing the orange head and his sudden coy behavior. everyones eyes were on him. “come on hinata, spit it out already!” kageyama growled, towering over the other male. “i- i- uh... i really––” the gym doors creaked opened to reveal you, no longer wearing your uniform but wearing some of your more casual clothing, holding a little wrapped bento box in your hand. hinata head whipped in your direction, trying to decided whether or not he should let his heart soar or sink.

- “hey shouyou! i brought you some food for just incase you were hungry after practice, which most likely you will. mi gordito.” (4) you gushed, your hand reaching up to squish his cheek. the whole team stood in shock, watching the interaction between you two; both rosy cheeked and giggles. the whistle was blown, indicating break was over. quickly, you placed a kiss on his budding cheek, “te quiero mucho, mi corazón.” (5) “te quiero mucho tambíen, mi alma.” (6) hinata whispered back. you smiled shyly before briskly taking your leave out the door.

- the gym was dead silent before all hell broke lose.

- “HUH! YOU’RE DATING THE FOREIGN EXCHANGE STUDENT!?”

- “HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN GOING OUT!?!”

- “SINCE WHEN WERE YOU ABLE TO SPEAK SPANISH, DUMBASS!”

- hinata trembled where he stood as everyone bombarded him with questions. kageyama threw himself at hinata, gripping on his shirt. “how did you–– your googly-eyed self of all people, get a s/o! especially before me!” the taller of the two yelled as manhandled the other, practically shaking him to death.

- “KAGEYAMA! stop it, you’re gonna make me drop the wonderful food (y/n) gave me!”

(1) hello, my name is shouyou hinata! how are you?

(2) hello hinata, i’m (y/n) (l/n). i’m am very well

(3) (y/n)... will you let me be your boyfriend? please?

(4) my cubby one or little fatty (endearingly)

(5) i love you lots, my heart.

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wonkiewolfie · 3 years ago

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check-in tag

tagged by @stray-but-okay thanks lovely <3

1. why did you choose your url?

I just love Chan’s pouty lil face haha i’ve had a couple other urls too but this one has always been my fav (clearly since it made it’s way back haha)

2. any side blogs?

ummm no? I have other urls saved that i like and probably won't use, but not really. I did make one post on a commemorative blog @wh-03-13-2020 but I don’t use it.

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

collectively? probably close to 7 years or so if you count my one direction and 5sos phase of tumblr. That was the first fandom that brought me here. with my kpop blog? september will be 3 years i believe.

4. do you have a q tag?

i used to. it was like “daydreaming with kookie” or something like that but that was way back in the obnoxiious-kookie days haha. now it’s just q

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

uhhh BTS fan fiction haha. I wanted to read and post BTS content so... here we are.

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

bc I love chanpool and i did a really cute edit of that channie’s room episode! so that’s what I set it as haha

7. why did you choose your header?

I edited that one too lol with all the ryan reynolds stuff that went down i was like “i can improve this for the occasion”

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

i think it’s this little baby daddy wonho drabble. it’s really soft and somehow ppl still keep finding it randomly and liking it lol

9. how many mutuals do you have?

idk lol i don’t really keep track. half of my mutuals don’t even interact with me anymore bc no one is really active much these days. some of y'all are still cool tho, you know who you are <3

10. how many followers do you have?

almost 400 :D

11. how many people do you follow?

71 lol I regularly unfollow blogs that have been inactive for over 3 months. idk why but it bugs me to have more than 100 ppl i follow at any given moment

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

pffft yes.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

I used to be on a lot more back when i got requests for fics or when i wrote short one shots. now, everything i write of my own accord is like >10,000 words so... too long for tumblr xD I’m still taking requests but i never get them anymore lol usually i’ll post on ao3 more these days

14. did you ever have a fight/argument with another blog?

nooooo... i don’t think so. I typically try to be civil with people and not start drama lol

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?

you can’t tell me what to do lol i’m here for the good vibes only, so i don’t need to do anything bc nothing matters in the large scope of things

16. do you like tag games?

YES!

17. do you like ask games?

ALSO YES! but no one plays with me anymore. all my followers died lol

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

@stray-but-okay is famous lol i was fan of bella before i was a friend of bella so therefore i’m correct lol but also lily ( @fakektexts ) is famous and she’s great. love y'all <3

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

no lol but i’m always offering warm hugs and forehead smooches for all of them lol <3 <3

20. tags?

@rushifer @marculees @shoustar @chaotic-anssiindustrial anyone else that might wanna idk lol

#tag you're it

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fullyellowsun · 3 years ago

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I posted 47 times in 2021

44 posts created (94%)

3 posts reblogged (6%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.1 posts.

I added 213 tags in 2021

#exo - 29 posts

#exo fanfic - 28 posts

#exo fanfiction - 27 posts

#exo baekhyun - 26 posts

#baekhyun - 23 posts

#exo imagine - 18 posts

#byun baekhyun - 17 posts

#exo chanyeol - 17 posts

#baekhyun fanfic - 14 posts

#exo imagines - 14 posts

Longest Tag: 23 characters

#exo baekhyun fanfiction

My Top Posts in 2021

Roommate | 1

I do not own the picture, credit to the owner.

Pairing: chanyeol x you/baekhyun x you

Genre: i don't even know... what would you classify this?

Word Count: 1169 words

Description: Your classmate runs away from home and finds you and now you have to help.

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“Huh? Umm… Chanyeol?”

“How’d you know?”

“Umm… you’re height? Voice? Everything? What are you doing here?”

“I, uhhh, ran away from home?”

“Umm… is that a question?”

“No, I mean, I ran away from home. And I heard that you live here and it’s a small town so I figured it would be easy to find you and I was already around and my phone was dead and I was cold and it was getting dark so I decided-” I put my hand up to stop him.

“Just help me take these trash cans out and I’ll get you inside.”

“Um, okay, thank you.” he smiles weakly and helps me take the large, plastic trash cans to the street. He follows me to the back door where I lead him inside.

“Come inside, MOM! DAD!-”

“Who’s that, nuna?” my brother interrupts me.

“SHUT UP! MOM! DAD! MY CLASSMATE RAN AWAY FROM-”

“You don’t have to yell.” My mom says, tired of my yelling. “Oh, hi Chanyeol! What brings you to our house this late at night?”

“I, I-I ran away from home and I heard that you guys live here and it was a small town so I decided to look for your house and knocked on every door and my phone died so I couldn’t ask where she lived and it was dark and cold so…”

“Okay, you ran away from home and you need a place to stay.” my mom says.

“Yes ma’am.”

“I let him in since I figured he could stay upstairs.” I add.

“Okay… Chanyeol, was it? Did you bring any stuff?” my dad asks.

“Only my phone and myself Mr. Park.”

“Um… okay, we’ll get you upstairs and warm. Y/n-ah, can you get Chanyeol some of my extra clothes, towel, toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, you know, the stuff people need.”

“On it appa.” I started grabbing the stuff he asked for and put them all in a box. “Here Chanyeol, these clothes may be a bit small because um… you’re 6’ 1” so try to make it work.” I hand him the box and he gives me a little smile.

“Thank you so much for being so hospitable to me. I’ll go take a shower now…” he bows and leaves.

“Y/n-ah, why did he run away?” my mom asks.

“I don’t know, he didn’t say.” I shrug as I respond. “Let’s not bug him about it though.”

“Okay, what’re you gonna do then?”

“Ask him if he’s hungry. Bye.” I say. I didn’t want to think about it. I can tell he’s out of the shower because I can’t hear water running. “Hey Chanyeol, are you hungry?!” I yell through the door.

“Yeah, starving! By the way, do you guys have a washing machine?” He yells back.

“Oh yeah, your clothes… I’ll wash them tonight and then tomorrow let’s go shopping. You should probably get clothes your size.”

“Okay! Um… y/n, can I get some help?!” he said, a little panicked.

“Uhh, sure, what do you need me to do!?”

“Your dad’s shirt is stuck!” The moment I hear those words, I rush through the door, which was thankfully unlocked, and see Chanyeol bending down with his arms up and my dad’s shirt around his flailing arms. He was probably too big for the bathroom… probably shouldn’t have let him stay in the attic. I try to focus on the situation but his chocolate abs peeking under the flapping shirt and his flailing arms distract me slightly. It didn’t help that they were still glistening from his shower. I tried to take my eyes and mind off of the slight distraction and try to help.

“Soo… what do you want me to do?”

“Take it off please!” He bends down so I can reach the shirt. I start to pull the shirt off his arms. It finally frees his arms and he starts stretching from staying in that one position for so long and groans a bit. “Ahhh… thank you.”

“Okay, so that shirt was definitely too small… let me see if my XL hoodie will fit you…” I run to my room to get my black XL hoodie for when I lounge around at home. “Here.” I say when I pass him the hoodie, looking down to keep myself from being distracted.

“Thanks.” He slips it on easily enough and stretches around in the hoodie. “Ehh… good enough. Thanks for that. I got scared I would have to just sleep like that in the bathroom.” I giggle.

“Why didn’t you call for me?” I grab the pile of clothes on the floor of the bathroom.

“Because… I don’t know, too panicked I guess.” I hold up the clothes.

“I’m gonna wash these and tomorrow, we are shopping for clothes. You are NOT stealing my hoodie… that’s my favorite lounging one. Go downstairs, my parents should be heating up food for you.”

“Okay, thanks.” I head downstairs to the garage and throw the clothes in the washer and start the wash cycle. I come back to the kitchen to see my parents bombarding Chanyeol with questions.

“Where did you live?”

“Are you in the same grade as y/n?”

“Are your grades good?”

“Mom! Dad! Instead of wasting your mouth away, make him some food!”

“Oh right, Chanyeol, are you hungry? What would you like?”

“Actually, it’s fine, I can do it.” I shoo my parents away. “Sorry… my parents are… a bit much.”

“It’s fine but yeah…” I start microwaving some leftovers from the dinner we had.

“So, I made this so if it tastes bad it’s probably your fault.” He laughs.

“Okay, I’ll keep that in mind.”

“So, what’s your style? I mean, I don’t pay attention to your style during class-”

“I mean, I usually just wear comfortable yet classy and stylish. Hoodies, zip-ups, ripped jeans.”

“So nothing special?”

“Hey!”

“Okay… so, basic?”

“No! It’s just that everyone copies me!”

“If you say so.” The soup finished microwaving and I passed it to him. He takes a spoonful.

“Mmm, it’s good!”

“See! Told you! Anyways, we’re going to the mall tomorrow to get your basic clothes and maybe-”

“Hey! It’s. Not. Basic!”

“Okay, okay, clothes that fit you and some school supplies and furniture and a charger, just… stuff to live.”

“Okay.” He slurps down the soup.

“I guess I’ll leave you to your dinner then-” he grabs my wrist.

“Can you… stay, please?” I sigh.

“Okay, let’s make a list of what to buy. Hoodie, zip-up, jeans, shoes, charger, a lamp, blankets, anything you want specifically?”

“Nope… well, maybe a proper pillow.”

“Can I decorate your room then?” I say trying to hold back my excitement.

“Yeah, just not too girly, okay?”

“Oh yeah! Okay, thank you! Omg, okay, hurry! Okay, if I go to sleep, tomorrow will come faster… okay, I’m going to sleep. Wait, you wanted me to stay, right?”

“Nah, it’s fine, thanks for staying, goodnight.”

“Goodnight!” I say, skipping to my room, excited.

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Oneshot | Different

I do not own the gif, credit to the owner. AHHhHhhH, he's so cute! Have you ever been to a fansign event? (I haven't😭)

Pairing: baekhyun x you

Genre: oneshot

Word Count: 312 words

Description: You come to a fan sign event and have an... interesting... encounter with your bias, Baekhyun.

I was slowly getting to my bias, Baekhyun. I thank the idol in front of me and try not to seem too excited and make it obvious that Baekhyun was my bias and he was the reason why I stayed up to buy the tickets and practically used all my savings to buy it.

"Hi, what's your name?" He looks me straight in the eye.

"Y/N..." I avert my eyes.

"Ahhh, that's a beautiful name. Did you eat anything?"

"No, I was too excited to be here."

"Make sure to eat after this then." He smiles at me. "So who's your bias? And don't give me the 'I like everyone' things, be honest." I was about to say 'I like everyone' but he flustered me by saying that.

"Uhh- um... you?"

"I said not to lie! You can tell the truth."

"I'm not lying! It really is you!" I didn't notice until now but I actually finally look him in the eyes because I'm trying to defend myself. He stares back intensely... or maybe it wasn't intense and I'm just imagining it. I continue to stare back until he blinks. "Haha, I won!"

"Hey, it's not fair! You didn't say we were doing a staring contest!"

"I still won!" He giggles and nods.

"Okay... you win."

"I'm not lying though, you really are my bias."

"I believe you. Thanks for coming." He smiles as he passes my album back but this time, there was a signature on it this time. As I walk away, I smile at my encounter with my bias and don't regret it one bit.

~~Baekhyun POV~~

As she walks away, I stare in awe at Y/N who walks away. I thought she would be shy and flustered like all the other fangirls and the encounter started that way but she didn't back down.

Wow, she's different...

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Subtle Masterlist

I do not own the picture, credit to the owner.

This is my first series so please cut me some slack but also I welcome constructive criticisms! This is in Korean so for those of you who can read Korean and English, go ahead! I will post a full English version link to the Wattpad story in the masterlist!

Pairing: baekhyun x reader

Genre: kpop group collaboration!AU, fluff, angst, i don't know... how do genres work

Description: The EXO and BUBBLEGUM collaboration become more than just a collaboration and is definitely something to remember... with romance, comedy, angst, and more, Baekhyun and Dayeon aren't the only ones that have a lot on their minds.

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Oneshot | I Will Wait For You

I do not own the picture, credit to the owner. Happy birthday (and enlistment) to the one and only Byun Baekhyun! Come back safely! (Don't cry... yes, I know you are, he wouldn't want us to cry... *sniff*)

Pairing: baekhyun x you

Genre: oneshot

Word Count: 969 words

Description: You come to surprise your boyfriend by coming to Korea but the time flew by so quickly you promised to wait until you can be back together again.

Long distance is hard… especially when the person you’re in long distance with is on the other side of the world and 16 hours ahead of your time zone. And yet, somehow I am in that situation. I met my boyfriend Baekhyun while I was studying abroad in Korea and agreed to do long distance with him and visit each other every 6 months so it can be bearable. Today, I’m going to Korean to surprise him.

“Y/n, where are you?” He calls me as I get off the plane. “Why couldn’t I reach you?”

“Oh, I was kind of sick so I was sleeping.”

“For that long?! Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I feel a lot better now, sorry, did you need something?”

“No, I was just worried. Okay, now that I hear your voice I feel better. Love you, bye.”

“Bye, love you too.” I hurry and rush over to his house. It was late at night and I wanted to surprise him the moment he woke up. I quietly enter his house with the spare key under his ‘welcome’ mat and slip into the bed with him. He slightly stirs but doesn’t wake up.

~~the next morning~~ “Jagiya? Is that you or am I hallucinating because it’s so early in the morning?” I wake to the sound of his disbelief.

“Uh?” I was tired from staying awake all night because of the jetlag.

“It’s really you right?” He sounds hopeful. I hug him even though I want to sleep more.

“Mmm, it’s me. I came to surprise you. Uh… surprise!”

“Really? It’s true, right? Thank you! You don’t know how bad of a week I was having and then you getting sick… wait, are you still sick?”

“I was never sick, I said that because I didn’t want you to suspect anything when I was on the plane.” He laughs. “You worried me!”

“Sorry.”

“It’s fine, as long as you’re here, everything is fine.” He hugs me again and gives me a kiss. “Sorry, you must be tired. I was just so happy you were here. You should get some rest.”

“No, I want to do stuff with you, I can sleep later.”

“No no, you sleep while I attempt to make breakfast… I might just end up ordering something.” He giggles and gets out of bed to ‘attempt’ breakfast. I smile. I’m so glad I came here… I think. And my eyelids start to close.

~~an hour and a half later~~

“Y/n! Y/n! Time to wake up!” His voice is more clear now and he was running around, screaming like his normal self. I slowly get up. I may have only slept like an hour and a half, I felt so much more rested and at peace with Baekhyun there.

“Uh? Did you finish breakfast?”

“I… uh- didn’t make any. I just ordered in.” He smiles sheepishly.

“What did you get?”

“Your favorite!”

“Really!” I jump out of bed and rush to the kitchen. It was my favorite. I smile. “Thank you jagiya, let’s eat!”

“You feel more rested?” He joins me at the table.

“Of course, what should we do today?’

“I just wanna stay in and be with you all day.”

“I can do that.” I smile and dig in.

“How long are you gonna stay?” My smile falters, but only for a second.

“For a week or two, my boss still needs to get back to me on whether I can have a one or two week break.”

“I hope you can stay 2 weeks. Sometimes I just wish you were always here…”

“Hey! I’m here now… let’s not be sad, I just got here. Let’s enjoy the one or two weeks we have.”

“Okay, okay… who’s gonna do the dishes?”

“Not it!” We both say. We laugh together.

“Let’s both do it… for the next 1-2 weeks, let’s just do everything together.” I say. He smiles and nods. We do the dishes together, I help him clean his house, we stroll through the park together, we share sundaes and just had a lot of fun together. My boss had let me stay 2 weeks which was great because I loved staying with Baekhyun, but it went by too fast and soon I found myself back on the way to the airport in my boyfriend’s car, the mood, gloomy, both of us on the verge of tears.

“Thank you for coming to surprise me… I really appreciated it, I should come to surprise you sometime too.”

“You can’t tell me that! Then it’s not a surprise!” He forces a small giggle.

“Okay, pretend you don’t know then.”

“I will.” Silence again. “Jagiya, I’m going to try to get a job here or work from home so I can live here… with you.”

“Really? That would be great.” He says as if he doesn’t believe me.

“Yeah really.” I try to say cheerfully. We arrive at the airport and we both get out of our seats, he gets my luggage from the back of the car and hands it to me.

“Whether you’re able to live here or if you just come back to surprise me or for your 6 month visit, I’ll wait for you. No matter what, I will wait for you.” He says, his eyes slightly watery. I try to stay cheerful for him so he doesn’t feel more sad. Everytime I leave, it’s hard for him.

“Me too, no matter how long it takes… I will wait for you.” I hug and kiss him before I walk into the airport.

I will wait for you Byun Baekhyun.

Korean message if Baekhyun ever sees this… (prob never will happen tho)

진짜로 기다려줄게요 백현오빠! 이거 보면 우리 에리들 기다려줄게요! 우리 기다리고 싶어요, 걱정마세요. 우리 하고 싶어요. 조심하고 건강히 돌아와요!

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Roommate | 4

I do not own the gif, credit to the owner.

Pairing: chanyeol x you/baekhyun x you

Genre: fluff? comedy? rom-com?

Word Count: 1,826

Description: While explaining to Baekhyun about this whole fiasco, somehow, Chanyeol’s music career is brought up and now y/n is making him audition.

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“How was it? Are you sure it’s okay?” Chanyeol asks, slightly out of breath.

“Yes. For the last time, you did amazing. You practiced so much, they would be fools not to accept you!”

“I bet other people practiced more than me…”

“Don’t worry about others and just think about how much you worked for this, you’re going to do absolutely great so you should just sleep and be well rested for tomorrow.” I get up and leave for my room but Chanyeol grabs my wrist before I can go.

“Can… can you sleep here tonight? I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep by myself.” he asks sheepishly. I nod understandingly.

“I’ll get my stuff and get ready, you should get ready too.” I go downstairs to start getting ready to go to sleep and gather my bedding to go upstairs. As I enter Chanyeol’s fully decorated room, yes, while Chanyeol practiced, I just bought decorations for his room. Anyways, as I enter his room, he is waiting on his bed in his pajamas with damp hair and a towel in hand. “You ready?” I ask as I set up my bedding on the floor. I normally hate sleeping on the floor but it’s a special occasion for I will do it for the sake of my best friend. Oh, and yes, over the last month, he has become my best friend because I am living with him and have to see him 24/7.

“For what? Sleeping or the audition?”

“Both.”

“No and no.”

“Umm… okay, if you’re not going to sleep then what are you going to do?”

“I don’t know… practice?”

“You’ve practiced enough, you need to sleep for the audition tomorrow. If you sleep, I’ll let you drive my car AND I’ll get you snacks for after the audition.”

“Really?! You can’t take that back! I’ll go to sleep now then.” I nod and turn off the lights and slip into my covers. I shake my head while lying down. Ever since I’ve got a new car, he’s been begging me to let him drive it and like always, he loves his snacks.

The next day, Chanyeol gets up bright and early and goes downstairs to make breakfast. I slightly woke up when he shuffles around and gets up but go back to sleep because I was too tired to get up. His audition wasn’t until like 2 in the afternoon but he still got up early.

“Y/n! Get up! Time to eat breakfast!”

“I don’t want to... let me sleep more.”

“It’s 10… get up already!” he starts shaking me awake.

“5 minutes… please”

“No! Last time you said that, it was like 30 minutes and then you and Baekhyun started fighting because you made us late.”

“This time is different… just let me sleep.”

“No! I need to get ready here but I don't have enough space to practice because you’re taking up space and I don’t want to change and you get up and see my beautiful, naked body and faint from the greatness.” I scoff and get up.

“Is this your way of making me get up? ‘Cuz it worked… but I doubt I will faint from greatness, I’ll faint from embarrassment. I haven’t seen it yet but I can almost guarantee your body is not great enough to make me faint.” I get up sassily, my hair probably crazy and on end, and go downstairs to eat breakfast. There’s oatmeal on the stove that I think Chanyeol made. I can see the oats scattered throughout the counter from when he was trying to get it into the pot. I get myself a bowl of oatmeal and add some brown sugar and cinnamon. I start eating when I hear a voice from behind me.

“You diss me, leave, and then steal my food?!” I turn around to see Chanyeol, who changed out of his pajamas into something more presentable but it still looks like pajamas.

“You said it was time to eat breakfast, you didn’t make me any but you still wake me up?!”

“I meant time for you to make your own breakfast and eat!”

“Well, I didn’t eat it all so… you can have the leftovers.” I smile at him and then continue to eat my oatmeal. He sighs and walks to the stove and looks down at the sad leftovers of his oatmeal. I almost felt bad for him until I remembered that he woke me up. “Sooo, what’s the plan for today?”

“Practice, change, drive your car, pass the audition, eat snacks and then celebrate.”

“Okay, umm… where’s lunch in that plan.”

“Uh… we can have lunch after I change.”

“What are we eating for lunch?”

“I don’t know… you should make something to make up for eating my breakfast.”

“No, I refuse to be a housewife.”

“Well first of all, you’re not my wife and second of all you ate my breakfast, the least you can do is make me lunch.”

“You still got to eat your breakfast… I’ll just order pizza.”

“No! I can’t! I need to be healthy!”

“Hmmm… you didn’t say that when you were eating chocolate yesterday.” I look at him unamused.

“I needed energy so I just ate some chocolate.” I nod as if I believed him… I didn’t.

“Okay, if you say so. Umm, I guess I’ll go to the store then, to make you your ‘healthy food’. You can practice.” I get up and start getting ready.

“Can I invite Baekhyun then?”

“Why are you asking me?” I say with distaste. Baekhyun and I are like frenemies, we can get along but there’s also a mutual hate. I only deal with it because Chanyeol and Baekhyun are best friends and I don’t want my best friend to not be able to see his best friend.

“So you can make food for him…” he says quietly, knowing I wouldn’t like what he said.

“No. I barely agreed to make your food because I stole your food and you have your audition but I’m not making food for that pick-me girl for free. No way that is happening.” I say, already angry thinking about it.

“Can you do it… for me? I don’t know why you guys hate each other so much but you guys should learn to like each other because you’re going to have to hang out a lot because of me.” “Why’d you have to become friends with someone like him? He’s so annoying.”

“He may be annoying but he’s a good person. You just have to open up to him. Normally everyone likes him since he’s so social… I don’t understand why you hate him so much. You guys just got off on the wrong foot, making food for him might make you guys closer.” I think about his statement a little and then shake my head.

“Nah, if he wants to be friends, he can make ME food.” He sighs.

“Can you just do it for me? I really want to have a homemade meal with my friends before my audition.” he looks at me with sad eyes. I sigh.

“Fine but this is for you.” After I finish getting ready, I go to the korean supermarket. I like korean food and this is the only good homemade food I know how to make. I get stuff to make a simple soup but I realize I need rice. I call Chanyeol.

“What?” he says, breathing deeply.

“Sorry, did I interrupt something?”

“No, I needed a break. What did you need?”

“Can you ask pick-me girl to make rice… oh wait, does he even know how to make rice?”

“Hey! I heard that!” I hear a small voice in the distance that sounds like Baekhyun. “I know how to make rice!”

“Okay, then, Chanyeol, tell him where the rice is and then pick-me girl can make rice. Also, make sure we have instant rice just in case Baekhyun messes it up.”

“I’m good at rice! I’ll show you!” I hear a small voiced Baekhyun again.

“Okay then. Show me. Don’t burn down the house!”

“Okay, I’ll do that then.” Chanyeol says. I can almost hear him rolling his eyes.

“Bye Chanyeol.”

“Bye.” I hang up and continue shopping. After paying for the food, I go home and start making the soup. “Baekhyun! Chanyeol! Lunch!” I yell after finishing the food. I start putting the soup in bowls and rice on the side. The rice was perfect. It was a perfect amount of moist but not too moist, exactly how my family likes it. I know they’re going to say something about it. I put out side dishes and utensils and everything is complete.

“Wow… thanks y/n.” Chanyeol says in awe. “It smells really good and I bet it tastes good too.” I smile shyly.

“It was nothing.”

“I barely got you to agree to make me lunch, let alone lunch for Baekhyun.”

“You didn’t need to bring that up.”

“Thanks y/n…” I look up at Baekhyun and I thought maybe, just maybe, we could be friends. “For actually being nice for once.” I put up a fist, about to punch Baekhyun when,

“Let’s eat!” Chanyeol grabs my arm and pushes me back. I sit at my seat, grumbling to myself, and eat.

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“How do you think you did?” I ask right away as Chanyeol enters the driver’s seat, sweaty and out of breath. I hand him the snacks I bought, ignoring Baekhyun’s hand in my face that was asking for snacks too.

“Yeah, do you think you passed?”

“Ummm… I didn’t mess up and the judges didn’t stop me or anything.”

“Yes!” Baekhyun and I cry out in unison.

“What? What?!”

“You obviously passed!” I say, Baekhyun nodding behind me. Chanyeol just smiles.

“Don’t get my hopes up… also, this is the first time I’ve seen you guys not fighting and bothering each other.”

“That’s because it’s about you. If this was Baekhyun, well, I wouldn’t be saying this because he would’ve messed up so bad he wouldn’t even be able to go 5 seconds into the audition and just have to come back.” I glare at him.

“I wouldn’t even have told you about it and just come by myself.” He sticks his tongue out at me.

“Well that’s better for me because I would rather do anything than bring you to your audition.” I stick my tongue out back to him.

“Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have said that.” Chanyeol says pushing our faces away from each other. “Let’s just go home… I’m tired.” I glare at Baekhyun for one last time as Chanyeol exits the parking lot, making his way back home. When we arrived at home, Baekhyun finally leaves and Chanyeol takes a nap. I'm so glad that Chanyeol is doing what he loves and he's working so hard. He had to have passed the audition… right?

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Drawn Hearts

BOOK THE QUEENS GAMBIT

COUPLE BENNY WATTS X READER

RATING FLIRTY + SEXY

I stood carefully cleaning and organizing the house as my boss had told me too. He had some people over to play poker tonight but I didn't pay much attention. I just focused on my work. I could hear the noise of them laughing and joking about the stench of whiskey, beer and cigarette smoke coming from the poker room. I could hear some gentle music in there too, likely on the record player or jukebox, but I forced it all out of my mind and continued working.

"Y/N!" I heard my boss yell so I went peeking my head around the door, it was a dark room filled with smoke and junk, the large round table sat in the centre with many chairs around it one light above the table illuminating the cards, money and drinks sat there. The jukebox playing in the corner and the other things in the room hidden by the dark. My boss sat at the head on the table a tall muscular man I had only known as sir as he didn't like people knowing anymore they that about hit, he said in his suit clearly by his pile of money he was doing pretty well, some other faces around the table I recognized from usual poker nights one especially so.

He sat across from my boss, his thick leather coat in the back of the chair almost reaching the floor, his hat there too revealing his blonde and brown almost dirty hair to the harsh light above him, his face a picture of concentration unreadable and he knew it. The speckle of hair above his lip and on his chin glinted a little in the harsh light much like his hair did, his brown eyes focused intently in his cards, in the other players and on the mile of money and other such things in the centre. He seemed to know on the inside of his mouth or perhaps his bottom lip perhaps he was thinking, his chains hung down to his chest contrasting to his black shirt, his tight jeans hugged his skinny body his belt done right with his knife long gone on the table to the side with some other things, his cards on the table face down he knew they he didn't have to keep hold of them this way knowone else at the table could read them, his fingers fiddled with his ring contemplating one move or another.

I knew about him, Benny watts. He had been coming to see my boss for poker nights as long as I worked here and I had to admit I admired him somewhat. He was smart but not oblivious as smart people so often are, he was nervous at times and could be a little tactless but he was smart and he knew how to use it.

Some part of me found that rather attractive, that and he's always in the paper or the tv for his championship here, winning his competition there I liked him but I never even spoke to him before. "Awww there she is" my boss smirked "grab me another whiskey y/n, as your up and all"

"Yes sir" I nodded

"Anyone else?" He asks

A few murmurs of no or head shakes came from people and I was about to leave

"Grab me a beer, if you're going sugar" Benny asked me looking up from the table to give me a tiny hint of a smile I nodded heading out making a whiskey and getting a bottle of beer the cold glass almost freezing my hand as I walked I had to stop just outside the door a moment as my hand felt like ice seeing the cold of the beer inside making the print from my hand begin to disappear, I giggled drawing a little heart on the bottle before picking it up and going inside putting the beer beside Benny's cards and handing the whiskey to my bosses expecting hand

"Here you are sir" I said

"Thank you y/n" he smiled to me

"Thanks sugar" Benny nodded to me as I went to leave

"Your welcome Mr Watts" I smiled

"Benny please, you make me sound like a fucking dickward" he laughs I laughed and headed out the room going back to my work I didn't have much else to do anyway I was just finishing up packing my things away when

"Y/n!" Was called from the poker room so I headed back sheepishly my boss didn't look very happy his pile had gone down must have started loosing I noticed Benny not at the table he was slipping on his long jacket and grabbing his knife

"Yes sir?" I asked

"Would you please escort Mr Watts out, he's done for the night" he said

"Yes sir, I was just heading out myself"

"Alright see you tomorrow" he says I nodded leading Benny out the room and thought the house

"I assume you have somewhere to go tomorrow," I smiled

"Hu?" He asked a little puzzled

"Your leaving earlier then you usually do, I assume your off somewhere tomorrow"

"Oh no, he kicked me out" he laughs

"Why?" I asked shutting the front door and heading down the pathway

"He always kicks me out when I'm winning" he laughs "why do you ask?"

"I was just curious, I like reading about your… uhh chess tournaments and stuff" I blushed

"Do you? I'll have to take you with me sometime" he smiled as we arrived at the gate I opened it and closed it behind us

"That uhh that's sweet of you but I couldn't get the time off work" I blushed "well it was nice seeing you"

"Hey, you wanna ride home? Come on I'm not gonna let you walk home in the dark sugar" he says

"That would be very kind Mr Watts" I blushed

"For the last time sugar called me Benny" he laughs as he leads me to his car. I sat rather quietly as he drove only speaking to give directions. "So I'm off to Texas for a tournament next month, you fancy tagging along?" He asks "maybe you could…" he began before I felt his hand rest on my leg "be my little good luck charm?"

"Ooh ahh I don't know, work and all" I blushed

"Just skip he's a dick anyway" he laughs his hand returning to the wheel as he needed it to drive

"I uhh I don't know, I don't wanna lose my job"

"Alright, maybe I'll have a word with him sugar" he winked as we pulled up at my apartment block "so? This is you then?"

"Yeah, thank you so much for the ride Benny"

"No trouble It was in my way home save you from Walking home this time of night" he says "guess I'll see you around then sugar"

"Yeah, see you around" I smiled going to get out the car

"Uhh y/n, here" he says handing me something it was paper or atleast felt like it I went to look but he stopped me "oi, look later alright" he warns so I nodded getting out and shutting the door waving a little as he drove off I went inside the building and up to my little flat shutting my door and looking at what he had given me, it was a fifty dollar note with a little bit of paper the paper had a little drawn heart next to the words 'to you too X Benny Watts' I blushed a little he must have seen the little heart I drew in the condensation on his beer bottle I giggled putting the note by my bed and hiding the money away somewhere safe.

I stood cleaning and organizing as usual knowing my boss had planned another poker night tonight, I heard the doorbell and almost instantly

"Y/n! Can you get that dear!" He yelled so I went and got the door seeing Benny stood much the same as last I saw him

"Hey sugar" he smiled

"Hello Benny" I smiled

"Am I the first one here by any chance?' he asked and I nodded Letting him in and leading him though to the poker room him sitting in his usual seat "good I rather hoped I was" he smiled "sit down a moment"

"I should really get back to work-"

"Come on sugar, just sit with me a minute" he smiled so I giggled and sat in the chair beside him resting my arm on the table we chatted about this and that what had been happening since I last saw him the whole time we talked his fingers playfully drew little hearts in my skin it always made me blush doing it back on his arm every so often which always made him smirk "hey sugar is about tonight after the games all over? How about I take you home again?" He offered

"Well that would be very kind of you Benny" I smiled

"And… maybe this time I can come up for a cup of coffee before I go" he suggested

"Ohh I don't think I have any coffee at my flat I don't drink it you see" I blushed

"Good, neither do I" He smirked

"Oohh Benny I uhhh" I stuttered

"What's wrong? After all you're the one who started drawing me little hearts sugar" he smirked "so? Your place or my place after this?"

"What's going on here?" My boss asked opening the door

"Nothing sir, I was just asking Mr Watts if he would like a drink before the others arrived" I said getting quickly up from the chair

"Ohh well do me a double whiskey as your going" he says

"Yes sir" I nodded

"Bring me a beer sugar if it's not too much trouble" Benny winked to me. I nodded going and making their drinks while the others arrived going back and giving everyone their drinks making sure I drew a little heart on the bottle for Benny leaving them all to their poker.

I continued with my work very nearly finished my work for the day, when I suddenly heard my boss call again

"Y/N!"

So I headed into the poker room seeing the air thick with smoke

"Yes sir? Did you need more drinks?" I asked

"Not quite y/n" he smirked "come here"

"Yes sir" I nodded going over to the table

"So? You think you can take me Benny?"

"Yeah I do," Benny smirked pushing everything he had into the centre

"You think that's enough…"

"Fine what do you want?"

"Everything, you have" he says "your winnings, your flat, I'll take everything" he smirked

"Fine" Benny smirked making some notes on some paper and throwing it into the pile "but I think I need something off you too"

"Fine, what do you want Benny?"

"Y/n" Benny smirked

"Agreed I'll see you" he smirked grabbing my wrist and forcing me to put my hand into the centre of the pile

"Sir I uhh" I stuttered

"Quiet y/n" he warned

"Don't talk to her like that" Benny warned

"She's not yours Benny, and you know what she never will be" he smirked putting down his cards

"Actually she will" Benny smirked putting down his cards and he had actually beaten my boss

"Ohh fuck, Benny I uhh I was just kidding around" he says

"No you weren't, come on sugar" Benny smirked I giggled a little as he pulled everything he won over to his side of the table much to my bosses annoyance, I smiled going over to stand with him and Benny smirked pulling me to sit on his lap making me giggle even more as he smirked drawing a little heart on my leg

"So should we uhh play again?" My boss asks

"No thanks I think I'm going to head home with my winnings" Benny smirked "get your things sugar" Benny smirked pushing me off his lap and slapping my butt before starting to gather his winnings and his coat I gather my things up and headed out with him to the car

"Did you know you were going to beat him?" I asked

"Course I did" he smirked grabbing something out his pocket "I may have had an… upper hand" he smirked showing off a handful of aces from his pocket

"You cheated?"

"I just wanted to make sure I won what I wanted" he winked, "we're off to my place as I won you sugar"

"What are you talking about?"

"Well I woke you, so I get to do whatever I want to you" he smirked as he parked up and grabbed my hand pulling me out the car "come on sugar" he smirked pulling me to kiss him I smiled happily kissing him back and pulling him inside the building.

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arrowheads | a twd fanfic

Summary: While traveling through the woods if Georgia, Sophia and Y/N get to know each other.

Warning: Uhhh, fluff? Possible grammatical errors.

A/N: Yoo! I'm back! I know it's been like two months, I think, and I'm so sorry for the wait, but I have been writing, not many chapters for this fic but some. I've also been writing for another fic, that I'll go more into detail about another time. As for this fic tho, I do plan on finishing it, the chapters may not come frequently but they will come, thank you to all y'all that are still sticking with me and the fic! <33

ONWARD AND YONWARD!!

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Chapter 5: Getting to Know You

Narrator's POV:

"I Spy..something brown." Y/N drawled out as she strolled through the woods, hand and hand with Sophia, who also held onto her doll's cotton filled hand. Hours and miles later away from where they had camped.

"Is it a tree branch?" The little girl asked.

"Nope." Answered Y/N.

"Uhh, you're boots?"

"My boots are black." Y/N said.

"But, they're covered in mud."

"They're still black, Little Blue. Mostly." The archer chuckled.

"Nuh-uh, they're mostly brown. Look." Soohia said as she pointed to woman's boots.

Y/N looked down, "huh. Guess they are mostly brown...but that's not what I Spy."

Sophia huffed and pouted, "there's nothing else brown, Y/N."

The archer couldn't help but feel bad at the girl's pout so she decided to help her, "maybe you're wearing what's brown." Y/N said, as she looked down at the girl who was staring up at her.

Sophia gasped, "my pants!" She exclaimed quietly.

"Yep." Y/N grinned. "Your pants is exactly right."

Sophia smiled proudly, though soon that smiled vanished.

"You already did my pants, though." She said as a matter of fact.

Y/N frowned and tiled her head, "I did?" She asked.

"Yes. Like, when we were all the way back there." Sophia answered, as she turned to point behind her.

"You sure?" Y/N questioned again, feeling fairly certain that she had not.

"I'm positive." Sophia said with confidence.

"I guess so." Y/N said, uncertainly.

"We should do something else." Sophia suggested, "there's not much to spy."

Y/N nodded, "you're right. 'Sides we've been doing it for about an hour now, I think."

They'd been walking for quite sometime since leaving their camp from the night before, and though they hadn't been playing I Spy for as long as they'd walked, it was boring what with all the trees, branches, leaves and twigs.

"What's your favorite color?" Sophia asked, this wasn't a game of sorts, but she was curious about her new friend.

"Black. Yours?"

"Blue." Sophia responded.

Y/N chuckled at that, "guess I chose the perfect nickname for ya, huh, Little Blue?" The archer smirked.

Sophia giggled quietly, "I like purple, too." She said, "are you from Georgia?"

"Yes, I am." Y/N nodded. "You too?"

"Mm-hm." The little girl nodded, "and so is my Mama. Where's your Mama?" She asked, innocently.

"Uhm, my, my Mama died. Not during this, but when I was little." Y/N answered, sadly.

"Oh. I'm sorry." Sophia replied, just as sadly.

"It's not your fault. You didn't know." Y/N responded. "'Sides, I don't remember her all that much, at least not much of the good stuff."

"Was your Mama mean?" The little girl asked in a worried tone.

"Nah. Not really. She wasn't the best Mama but, she tried her best." The archer responded.

"I'm sorry." Sophia said.

"Stop apologizing, Little Blue." Y/N chuckled, softly. "Ain't your fault."

"Okay." Sophia said, Y/N couldn't miss the sadness that could still be heard in her voice, it was hard not to.

"What's your Mama like, huh?" Y/N asked, trying to take the sadness away from the little girl.

"My Mama? She's really the bestest, she takes good, good care of me. And she loves me sooo much." Sophia said, as she went on and on about her mom adoringly, telling Y/N so many different stories. "...And one time, before, she even let ride one of the bigger rides at the carnival!"

Y/N smiled brightly, "She sure does sound like the bestest."

"She is." Sophia replied, "I miss her very much." The smile that was plastered onto her face as she talked about her mother started to fall.

"I know." Y/N said, as she detected the sadness that was yet again in Sophia's voice. "But, I promise you I'm gonna try my damn hardest to get you back to her, okay? You're gonna see her again."

Sophia nodded, not feeling very sure of what Y/N had just told her.

The world wasn't very nice anymore. Or good. There were monsters. And they were everywhere. Sophia didn't want to die, but what if she did? What if her Mama did?

"Hey." Y/N whispered, kneeling down to Sophia's height, "I'm gonna get you back to her, Little Blue. No matter what." She said as she gripped Sophia's shoulders reassuringly, looking her straight in the eye.

"Will you pinky promise?" Sophia asked, shyly.

"I pinky promise." Y/N said firmly, as she stuck out her pinky, waiting for Sophia to grab hold.

And she did.

And with locked pinkies, Y/N gave them a firm shake with a firm nod and frown, that meant business.

Sophia gave a small giggle.

"Now, let's keep moving, shall we?" Y/N asked, standing her full height, and letting go of Sophia's pinky to grip her hand again.

They continued their journey toward the highway, walking for more hours and miles, taking a couple of small breaks to drink or when Sophia got tired. There was more walking and little bit more talking.

Talking that involved Sophia asking Y/N more questions about herself. Talking that involved Sophia telling Y/N how her Mama would give her piggyback rides for fun or when her feet and legs got tired. And that was how the archer got conned into doing so.

It was complicated what with all the stuff Y/N was carrying but she had figured it out.

She placed her bow onto the ground and took her quiver and bookbag off her back, she gave that to Sophia to put on since it wasn't all that heavy, along with her quiver. After putting the pack on the girl's back and tightening the straps to fit her small body as best it could, Y/N put the quiver over the pack, before squatting down to let Sophia climb aboard. And she quickly did so.

Standing fully back up and grabbing her bow as she did, Y/N hiked Sophia up higher on her back, the archer gripped her bow securely as Sophia locked her arms and legs around her. The weight that was on Y/N before didn't feel at that different, Sophia barely weighed anything.

"This is much easier." Sophia said, with a smile of satisfaction.

To be so quiet and timid, she sure was sly.

(And a bit talkative. Though, Y/N guessed everyone had their moments with talking.)

But, Y/N couldn't help but agree, "It is." She said. "Pass me an arrow, Little Blue?" Y/N asked. Keeping an arm locked around Y/N's shoulders, Sophia reached her injured arm carefully behind her to grabbed an arrow.

Gripping an arrow, the little girl brought it to Y/N's sight and the H/C woman took it with grace.

This will work out nicely, Y/N thought with a smirk as she continued on their journey.

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