#we got so many new members 🥰

[reiderwriter]

💫 Starry-Eyed 💫

Pairing: Porn Star! Spencer Reid x fem! Reader

For the CM Kink Bingo Challenge

Summary: For work experience, you take a job working the cameras on a porn shoot, but after becoming suddenly attracted to a new coworker, you shortly find yourself as a fluffer, the person whose job it is to keep the "talent" aroused between takes.

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, Porn AU, College AU kinda, exhibitionism, oral sex (f receiving), consensual voyeurism, masturbation (male), blow job, deep throating, messy orgasm.

A/N: Well, look at where we are. I think this actually counts as my first Alternate Universe fic, which is crazy all things considered. I'm really enjoying the Kink Bingo Challenge as it's leading me to so many new ideas for fics!! I hope you all enjoy this one 🥰

Masterlist || Bingo Board

Being a college student still at age 25 meant many things, but mostly, it meant you had friends at many different stages of their lives. Some were fresh out of high school halls, enjoying their first taste of freedom, some were enjoying their first drops of alcohol. Some were giving up alcohol for good and starting families. 

Some of them were successful porn stars who'd funded their own start-up porn production company. It certainly was one way to use a film degree. You knew a professor or two who would enjoy her work more than half your syllabus as well. 

Candi Rapper had become famous doing cam shows in her first year of college and had gone all-in after graduation. You'd shared a few classes in the early days, before you took a break from college for financial reasons, of course. By the time you'd gone back, she was a big time and now in the position to offer you a job. 

“One of my crews is down a cameraman this weekend. If you're open to it, I pay a fair wage?” she'd offed at your weekly brunch. 

“Will you be the star?” You joked back with her. 

“You wish.” 

You took the job, of course, along with a ride from Candi (her name was Kate, but you'd let her pretend) and pulled up on site bright and alert at 7am. 

The set was a large mansion - typical, Candi said - and you'd be mostly shooting in the living room - typical, Candi said. You'd had to tell her after her second typical that you were, in fact, an adult and had seen at least one porno before until she cut out pornsplaining everything to you. She introduced you to the key staff and the director, and they got you set up at your camera. 

“The shoot today is going to be around 5 hours. You'll be on camera three. The papers in front have your cues and directions. You can have some free time until we start. There's a breakfast spread in the kitchen, help yourself.”

Not one to turn down free food, you bee-lined there and stood awkwardly in line for the coffee with the dozen or so other crew members, eyeing up the take-out pancakes organised across the granite surface. 

“Your first time?” An older man asked from behind you, smiling in a friendly manner. 

“You can tell?” 

“You're thinking about eating the pancakes, and the rest of us are remembering the scene filmed there last weekend," as if on queue, a shiver ran down his spine. "Yeah, we can tell.” You laughed along with the man's joke and finally grabbed your coffee. 

Luck just wasn't on your side, though, as you turned and immediately ran into someone immediately sloshing the coffee onto your shirt. 

“Oh my god, I am so - I'm so sorry, I need to watch where I'm going.” 

You'd run into 6’3” of lanky, awkward male perfection. He looked young, your age or younger most likely, and was fidgeting as he stood, the most obviously uncomfortable person in the building.

Your first thought was “Is he lost?” closely followed by “Can I beg him to get lost in a linen closet somewhere with me?” 

He grabbed a handful of tissues from the counter nearby and began attempting to wipe away the coffee you'd spilt down yourself, completely unaware that he was fondling your breasts in his haste to do so. 

“Slow down there, tiger, shoot doesn't start for another half hour,” you said, winking at him as you took the tissues from his panicked hands and dried yourself as best you could. 

“I know, I memorised the call sheet. Who are you?” His question was blunt, but you weren't taken aback at all, your smile even deepening as you enjoyed his subtle attention. 

“I'm Y/N. It's my first time.” 

He spluttered, coming up with an answer to that, and you immediately cursed yourself for the slip. 

“My first time on set, not my- I'm 25. Not that age determines experience per say but-”

“I'm 22. And my name is Spencer,” he said, grasping your hand and shaking it. 

“So, it's your first time on set?” He asked, relaxing more into the conversation as he stepped closer to you, letting the other staff members come and go from the kitchen. 

“Yeah. My friend offered me the job, you know Candi?” 

He nodded but didn't speak, so you continued. 

“She thought the experience would be good for me. And the cash. Gotta put myself through college somehow, and it was this or stripping.” 

He laughed, and you felt a flash of warmth in your stomach, a familiar hunger spreading across your lower body. Maybe it was just the atmosphere of the set, but the air was charged with arousal. 

“Well, you're certainly attractive enough to do both jobs. I'm sure the camera is going to love you,” he said, sounding so genuine and enthusiastic that you almost felt bad you had to correct him.

“Oh! Oh, no, Spencer, I'm not - I'm, uh, I'm going to be behind the camera. Behind camera number two.” 

His face instantly flushed, and you thought you saw a pang of disappointment there for a second, too. The thought of him being disappointed made your skin heat, that he'd been looking forward somehow to watching you get fucked? Your cunt throbbed and suddenly, you found you did wish to display yourself, to let everyone see if it meant that he got to.

“I am so sorry. I didn't - I thought… No, I didn't think, I… I'll shut up now, please excuse me-” 

“No, Spencer, wait-” 

You tried to call after him, but he sent you an embarrassed smile and walked off in haste, leaving you behind as the director called people to their places. 

You were still flushed with arousal as you moved to your station, getting your camera ready for filming. You were distracted even as the scene started, and the female actress came on set, already stripped down to her underwear and touching herself, teasing the camera. 

Surprisingly, you found the work easy enough, too busy focusing on the settings and the gaze of the camera to even care about what was going on down the lens. She was moaning and writhing and gasping sure, to the benefit of the cameras, and although strangely intimate, nobody in the room seemed bothered, so neither did you. 

Or neither did you until the actual scenario started, and your actress got ‘caught’ doing the dirty by the needy boy next door. You hadn't looked at the call sheet closely enough as Spencer peeped through the door to the bedroom, entering the scene not by accident but as a scripted part of the show. 

Your eyes bulged out of your head as you immediately looked down to your prompt sheet to find his name there. 

LEAD ACTOR: SPENCER REID

His stage name was scribbled next to that, but you paid it no attention as you steadied your camera again and got to filming seriously again. 

The actress had pulled his glasses off and led him to the bed, letting him keep on his sweater vest and tie as she pulled his head between her legs, and he started doing his job. 

Even from your view to the side of him, you could tell this wasn't his first time doing that. His tongue spread across the expanse of her heat, first, letting her grind into his face, getting comfortable before he snaked a hand up to her stomach and held her in place for as long as he so desired.

Then, he rolled her clit into his mouth and sucked. The fake moans and whimpers suddenly became real as you saw the sheer skill of his tongue ripple through the woman's body. 

You couldn't even be jealous at this point, despite how much you sorely wished that were you on the bed. Surely no girl had resorted to porn out of pure horny desire before, right? 

After a while of letting her gasp and moan under his tongue, Spencer's fingers curled inside the other woman as well. The director called cut, and he kept his fingers there, even as they walked him through the next few shots, and instructed him to unzip his pants in the next few clips. 

“Shit,” you muttered to yourself as the cameras started rolling again, and he did finally free himself from his tight khakis. 

You knew you'd probably sign up for whatever was on offer at this company next to see that gift again. Spencer wasn't an impressive size or girth, nothing so alien or out of the ordinary that it only belonged in porn. It was just that his cock looked so… pretty. 

He was an inch or two longer than any man you'd ever been with, you were sure, but his cock seemed to have an air of dignity about it. 

You had to stop yourself at that thought. Dignity? Really? You were working part-time on a porn set, and there was suddenly dignity involved? 

You rolled your shoulders back and tried to find your earlier unbothered attitude. But with his cock in his hands and his face slick with female arousal, you really couldn't bring yourself to think about anything less than his fingers roughly finger-fucking you. 

You tried to close your eyes to it, to be blind, but the wet, sticky sounds only distracted you  and you found yourself soon swaying, swaying, swaying until you had to catch yourself before the camera dropped. 

With a shout of “yes, baby, yes,” the female star came on his face, sending up a furret of fluids as he just kept diligently stroking his cock, only stopping at the director's final yell of “CUT.”

“Perfect guys, let's get her up and drinking water again. You need to stay hydrated after all that,” he joked, a PA walking over to pass the actress a robe and a bottle of water as she walked off set. 

You relaxed for a second, trying to find your quickest route out of the room so you wouldn't have to drool over the man's cock so obviously any more. 

“FLUFFER? Where's the fluffer?” The director yelled, looking around for someone who obviously wasn't there yet. 

“Well?”

Still, no one arrived to do whatever job they needed doing, and you felt desperate for escape. 

“New girl, would you mind?” Some crew member called out from the sidelines, nodding at you. 

“Oh, uh, sure,” you said, hoping that whatever job you agreed to would get you far enough from this room and the heat between your legs as possible. You were not a prude, and you would not bolt from your very first film shoot. 

“Great, get on the bed and keep the boy company,” the director said before exiting the room. 

You were absolutely on board with becoming a prude and bolting the scene as fast as your legs could carry you. Unfortunately, eight people still sat around, monitoring equipment and chatting on their breaks, and so you were forced to comply with the task. 

“We meet again,” you greeted the man stiffly as you found him on the bed, an apprehensive, tight smile on his own face.

“You don't have to do this if you're uncomfortable, I can keep myself… occupied.” 

You noticed then that his hand was still wrapped around his cock, giving it slow strokes, not enough to tip him over the edge, but just enough to maintain the erection. 

“So the fluffer….?” 

“Prepares the actors for the next scene? I need to stay- let say in shape.” 

His face flushed crimson as your gaze slipped down to his cock in his hand. 

“So you want me to-” 

“NO. No, I usually only talk to the Fluffers. Look at them, you know?” 

You nodded and found yourself suddenly going still, watching his face contort with pleasure as his eyes raked over your chest and legs. 

You couldn't help but let your eyes dart south again, and fuck did you wish you hadn't. His spare hand fisted the sheets as he stroked himself gently, practically taunting himself with the light touch. 

“You do this often?” you asked, trying to pretend you were open to having a normal conversation even while your brain begged you to climb into his lap and sink down as fast as you could. 

“You mean maaturbate or the porn thing?” 

“Porn.” 

“No. No, I come in for a shoot every few months. One of these shoots tends to fund another semester of my PhD, so-” 

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you were impressed by that admission, but your predominate thought was still “shit, shit, shit, shit.” 

“That's impressive,” you said, only catching your words as they tripped out of your mouth. “THE PHD! The PhD, I mean not your… penis? Not that it isn’t appealing, or- or-.” 

You tried your hardest to use the most clinical word you could, distancing yourself from the honeyed words you so wanted to drop in his ear to get him to crawl further up the bed and entice him to make his own scene with you. 

“Thank you. It's my third,” he said, slightly more relaxed now that you were the flustered one. 

“PhD that is. Not cock. I only have one of these.” 

“One is enough,” you say, unable to stop the words tumbling out as your eyes again find themselves following each pump of his hand up and down his cock. Inwardly, you curse your friend for starting up her stupid business and paying you to simply exist in the same hemisphere as this man without being able to ride him. 

“Do you want to touch it?” He asked, blurting the words out suddenly. As if God had answered your prayers, your heart leapt up into your throat, your pussy clenching around nothing as you shifted your hips closer to him. 

You'd thought then that you'd quite enjoy bouncing on that thing yourself, but a handshake would have to do.

“So you have to stay hard, but-” 

“But it's best I don't cum, yeah.”

“Okay. Noted.”

Slowly, you reached out a hand and gently wrapped each finger around the tip of his cock. He released himself and wrapped his now free hand around yours, setting the pace for you quickly as he engaged you in conversation again. 

“So, where are you from?” He asked, as inept at small talk as you felt in that second. 

You answered him without a fuss and returned the question. Las Vegas. That seemed to check out with how easily he'd broken into porn. There was always something happening in that city. 

"How'd you get into the business?"

"Well, Vegas, you know. A producer saw a group of... street ladies offer me a freebie and gave me his card."

You went back and forth on questions like that for a few minutes before you noticed he was coughing every few seconds to mask moans and groans, evidently too into this to request you stop. 

“Is it okay to…Can I touch you?” He asked, sounding very afraid of rejection at that second. 

“Oh, um, yes. That'd only be fair, right?” 

He ran a hand up your waist to the curve of your breast and pressed his fingers into one, digging into the skin as though it were a pillow, and he was testing it before he fell head first into it. 

Maybe that was just wishful thinking, though. 

Temporarily, you let go of him, popping the front buttons of your blouse until he could freely see all of your black and red bra, and feast on the tops of your dusty nipples, peaking out just above each cup.

You heard him inhale sharply, even as he tried to hide it, but you didn't care, too transfixed on the precum decorating his tip. 

“Would you mind-” You started, but cut yourself off quickly, biting your lower lip. 

“Mind?” 

“Can I suck it?”

You didn't know where it came from because there were probably half a dozen other people still in the room, and mostly men. But dear god, he looked delicious, and you wanted just a little sample. 

“Fuck yes,” he said, finally giving in and letting out a whole gust of breath as he slumped down a bit further, no longer holding himself rigid. “No, no, actually, please do. I'm begging, I'll beg-” 

You cut him off by pushing yourself to your knees and crawling in between his, and seconds later, you were licking the length of his cock from the base of his balls all the way to that precious drop of precum. 

Hard, but no cumming. You could do that. You'd never done it before, preferring to fully pleasure sexual partners any chance you got, but there was no time like the present to start learning. 

Slowly, you wrapped your lips around his tip and sank down, taking one inch, then another, and then another. When you reached the base of his cock, you pushed that little bit further down, calming yourself and going slowly so you didn't gag, nose pushing into his neat public hair before pulling away just as slowly and doing it again. 

You took him as deep down your throat as you could manage, and suddenly, it was like everything that kept your conversation casual and civil earlier had flown out the door. He threw his head back, fisted his hand in your hair, and moaned deep. 

The sound shook you so much you almost pushed a hand into your own underwear and started fucking yourself, needing to prepare yourself for him like a good girl. 

Around you, you could hear signs of the shoot starting back up again, people finding their places, still all but ignoring you deep-throating a porn star. 

Spencer's breaths grew more rapid as you sucked him, hips becoming restless as he tried to lift up into your mouth, hand in your hair tightening as you realised your mistake. 

You pulled off his cock and grasped it again, stroking it slowly, but it was too late. With a sharp moan and a twitch of his hips, Spencer so prettily decorated your chin and chest. His cum dripped down your face, hitting your cleavage and pushing further down to stain your nice black laced underwear white.

“Fuck! Sorry, I wasn't meant to do that, let me get some - Can I get a towel please? A baby wipe? Some tissue, anything?” His voice was panicked, but his hand on your head relaxed, and he brushed your hair gently behind your ear, as if comforting you. 

He was panicked, for sure, but the crew calmly handed him everything he needed, as if they'd been in anticipation of just this thing happening. You supposed they probably were, this being a porn set. You were sure you were supposed to clean yourself up, but instead, he grabbed a wet tissue, leaving the pack just out of your reach.

He managed to clean your face off a bit before the director returned to the room with a laugh. Running a hand through his hair and messing it up slightly, the director turned back to you.

“We're five minutes out from shoot time,” he said, shaking his head. You started to apologise, but he stopped you with a hand. 

“New girl, work whatever magic you just did and get him hard again. Five minutes.” 

“W-What?” You spluttered, trying your best to rise from your knees, but ultimately failing. You were either stiff from the position or just weak with arousal. 

“He just came, I don't think I can-”

“10 pictures I've done with that kid, and I haven't seen him cum that quickly ever before in my life. And certainly not just for some kitten licks. Do it.”

You turned back to Spencer, his cum still trickling down your chest, creating an almost uncomfortable stiffness as it dried up. 

“Pleasure working with you?” You said, not-so-secretly ecstatic that you got to sample him once more. 

“I'll be in your care,” he replied, as you begin softly kissing the head of his cock again, tipping his head back again and losing himself in the pleasure or your tongue.

[stormblessed95]

Watching Are You Sure?! EP 1

A reminder of how I do these reaction posts as I watch things. I just write my reactions and thoughts down literally as a happen. Think more of a bullet point format. I'll include links when I can to videos, thanks to the people who twt who upload clips. And at the end, I'll do a better wrap up of all my opinions. I hope everyone enjoyed the show so far!!

The episode starts with Jimin showing up right before JKs GMA performance and interview, July 14th 2023.

Them meeting up and talking about how he has his performance in NY on GMA later. Jimin saying that he hadn't seen him in a while, their schedules kept them SO BUSY 😭😭 this trip was so good for them. And the way he caressed JKs throat and told him to rest his voice and take care of it since it had been hurting. 🥺 So many soft touches too as soon as they were able to see each other again. And we didn't even get to see their actual reunion.

JK packing up his hotel room and talking about how he never traveled so freely before. They are so sweet and so busy and I'm so glad they were able to carve out even just a few weekends for time to themselves. And the way when the staff was talking to them about plans and who would drive etc, JK said he would drive and was just sitting there talking about traffic while they were holding hands interlocked resting in Jimins lap 😭 that's so??!!

Then fighting over the AC in the car in efforts to take care of the other is so cute. Jimin wanting to make sure JKs throat stayed okay, JK not wanting Jimin to get sick. They baby the heck out of each other. And Jimin watching his GMA performance on his phone 🥰 JKs cute smile while Jimin was jamming out to his music 🥺

"JungJi" new ship name alert?! Lmao!

JK ordering for the table 💜

The absolute bickering over who is a bad driver/bad at parking. The get out. Lmao the way they absolutely irritate each other on purpose is amazing and soooo best friends/might as well be married behavior 😂🤣

When they went shopping together and JK said they should buy the same shorts together 😍🥰 matchy matchy always!!

And an ARMY recognized them and saying hello and they were so cutely excited about it. "We've still got it." 😍🥺🥰

JK ordering for them again at the brewery 🥰 and I love that they went to an LGBTQ friendly brewery for one of their first hang out spots. Some ARMYs went and talked to the people working and said they everyone said Jikook were super polite, no one had recognized them and they kept to themselves a bit and just had some phones/go pros for recording.

The way that they also started talking about how this was their trip before military service. And how JK started bonking Jimin over the head with his camera when he mentioned it. Jimin was giggling but you KNOW that they was emotional from it too. This was when they were thinking there was still a chance they would be separated for 2 years. I know they were anxious to get to cherish this time spent together. I know it meant SO much to them both and probably so much to JK that Jimin traveled all this way and made it happen.

The way that JKs kayak tipped over immediately and Jimin just was cackling as he continued to paddle away and the staff were fishing JK out of the lake 🤣🤣🤣 just for JK to furiously row up on him and be like "you have your phone?? Tip over!!" 🤣🤣 They are so funny and cute! And Jimin taking a photo of his baby 💜 the way Jimin spent the whole time on the water just laughing and smiling fondly at everything JK would do. It's so freaking sweet. They just really had so much fun together being silly and goofy.

Not Jimin giving JK the "you come here often?" Pick up line and the immediate roleplay they both get into 😅🤣😂 they really can't go too long without at least a little bit of flirting lol

We know there was a getaway cabin with a 2 bed option but Jikook picked the one with just one bed. Lmfao good for them. Hey BH, we know you have no issues with filming the members while they sleep, even while they share the bed. How come we got zero footage of Jikook sharing the bed? 😂😂

Jimin being like "JK, you are a good cook 🥺" and Jungkook just immediately getting to work on cooking them dinner 🥺💜 although when Jimin asked for a taste, why did JK feed him from his FINGER?! Lmfao and what the hell was the noise he made when Jimin licked his finger 😂🤣 half moan, half laugh? I don't even know lmao

And the way he ran to go feed Jimin a piece of the chicken because he was proud of how his cooking was turning out. Sooo cute. Jimin accidentally dropped a piece of chicken and acted like he committed a great offence 😭😂 the way they spilt dinner duties though was so cutely domestic.

JK speaking directly to the camera to speak to the viewers. Man has done too many hours long live streams. Lmao he is too used to just chatting with ARMYs 🤣😂 that was adorable and Jimin thought so too. And the way Jimin goes "I miss V" and JK immediately is like "let's call him!" Anything to make Jimin smile! But they clearly cut so much of that convo, BH, give me my members loving each other istg I miss them too much. And don't even get me started on the yoonminkook conversation. I genuinely almost teared up. I miss BTS so much 😭 their laughter is healing

Jimin getting a stomach bug 😭😭 my poor baby. And the screen just going black while Jikook cuddle?? The give us minimal Audio and a black screen and then they cut away entirely and we KNOW they are cuddling. Lmfao TF BH!! We know they cuddle, where is my fanservice?! And JK turned over at some point and elbowed Jimin in the nose. You KNOW they were all up in each other's business on that bed for that to happen 😂😂😂

And my poor Jimmie... He feels so bad 😭😭 JK is taking such sweet care of him though.

JK outside stacking rocks while Jimin rests is giving me Yumi vibes. Lmfao I love him (and her!) SO MUCH! The way he prayed after too for a good trip with Jimin. The rock tower is also (correct me here if needed) a way to pray for someone's health and well-being. My poor sick Jiminie. Yumi also used the rock towers as ways to pray and communicate with her Gods.

Wrap up thoughts?

Not much I haven't already said honestly. Lol but just more emphasis on how special this trip is, both to Jikook themselves and for us to have it shared with us. This IS comfort TV. They bring each other such peace and happiness. They both banter and tease and have such fun. They both baby the heck out of the other. JK taking care of a sick Jimin was soooo nice seeing. The way Jimin wasn't feeling good, but rallied in order to have a good time for their weekend away.

It's also interesting that so much of this is honestly filmed from GoPro. They have some staff and crew there, but from what I've seen it's a smaller number than normally goes to film these shows and they are left alone with just installed cameras fairly often. That's extra nice for them. 💜

I am and forever will be salty about all the cuts. The Tae face time was cut short, the cuddling was cut, so much was cut. Which duh, I get why. But I still want more 😂 looking forward to the behinds to see if we get anything more. That black screen cut from them cuddling though was 👀👀😂😂

JK was such a good leader and took charge so much so far this trip. It was cool to see, Jimin ALSO thought so! The way he was speak for both of them, drove them around, ordered food and drinks for them, gave dinner prep instructions. Gave Jimin his medicine.... I'm not saying it's hyung behavior.... But... Lol also I did notice that there was a pretty even split of address between him calling Jimin hyung, or just by his name. Along with all the little random bits of flirting sprinkled through the episode lol so cute..

Hope you guys enjoyed it!! And thanks for reading all my random thoughts! Onto episode 2!

[sungbeam]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 : a series!

[7 OF 11 NOW CUFFED!] ; it's cuffing season! — and the boyz are in for quite the adventure as they learn to juggle school, work, friends, and love.

starring: the boyz, f!reader

genre: college au, fluff, humor, comfort, assorted pairings

word count: 216k/?? // at least 20k+ words per part

**note: the main plotline (the 4 szns) can be read completely as stand-alones. all other spin-offs can also technically be read as stand-alones, but some might require context from the main plotline. (all prev yns will appear as __!yn)

+ ADD THIS TO YOUR LIST (taglist form: open)

a/n: i'm very excited for this series tbh and i really hope i retain the strength to finish it 🤧 a great way to help me out tho is to blow this post up by reblogging, esp since tumblr gatekeeps the actual fics when they're published :')

SEASON ONE: PARTY PEOPLE — jacob b.

yours and jacob's mutual friend kevin is convinced that you're meant to be, even if he only just met you. (trailer, 34k)

SEASON TWO: FLIGHT RISK — eric s.

you and eric met on an airplane, and that's where you thought it would end, but clearly the universe has a different plan in mind. (trailer, 30k)

SEASON THREE: OFF THE RECORD — j. changmin (parts 𝐈, 𝐈𝐈)

everyone thinks changmin is cute and harmless, but you know that's not who he really is. (trailer, 36k)

SEASON FOUR: AIN'T NO ROMEO — l. hyunjae

your best friend hyunjae ain't no romeo, but you're still in love... so let's hope he doesn't find out you wrote a whole play about him! (trailer, 30k)

— spin-offs & side adventures.

RHAPSODY ANONYMOUS — k. sunwoo

you never thought your humble, little podcast would ever touch somebody's soul like it did one kim sunwoo's. (trailer, 28k)

RESCUE PROTOCOL — kevin m.

another summer break, another annual trip to the lake! except, it seems like when you and kev get there, you'll have to make some tweaks to the original rescue protocol. (trailer, 29k)

AT YOUR CONVENIENCE — k. younghoon

neither you nor younghoon were party people, but you did find love in the convenience store down the block. (trailer, 29k)

HOT COMMODITY — j. haknyeon

no matter how many times he's been to this restaurant, haknyeon swears he's not just here for the cute waitress. (trailer, __)

PINKY SWEAR — c. chanhee

you and chanhee are far from the years of pinky swears, but here you are, still lacing fingers after all this time. (trailer, __)

THE REVEAL — l. sangyeon

does sangyeon really have a secret girlfriend? well... let's find out. (trailer, __)

CLASS(Y) ACTION — l. juyeon

nothing is more cutthroat than the legal sphere, and sometimes we have to find allies in the strangest places—even if he spills coffee on you. (trailer, __)

EXTRA/"DELETED" SCENES

section under construction.

EXTRA, EXTRA CONTENT

— QUIZZES!

lmk what u got for a free smooch and a cookie 🤸‍♀️🥰

which love in unity boy will you be cuffing this year? (uquiz)

which love in unity boy will you be cuffing this school year? (**NEW & IMPROVED VER)

love in unity trivia !! for the main plot only (uquiz)

— ALT. READING ORDERS

if u want to read this series in timeline order, this is how it should be done: jacob/younghoon, eric/haknyeon, changmin/sunwoo, hyunjae/chanhee, sangyeon, kevin, juyeon

if u wanna read sungbeam's favorites (no particular order): at your convenience, ain't no romeo, (more to be decided!)

— SERIES TAGS: general series. any wip can be searched via "wip: _____" (usually just the initials, except for party people); or "the (member) fic™"

[chronically-ghosted]

Despite 2024, we still made it to 2025! Now let's celebrate that accomplishment!

Thank you to everyone who submitted to celebrate this fandom and the wonderful people in it! Fandom is about community, and we are nothing without it. I got the warm and fuzzies reading through all the lovely submissions so I hope you feel it too! Happy New Year!

🥶 nominate a person who made the year extra special

🌟 @cavillscurls nominated @kiwisbell 🌟

and my shoutout goes to the very special @kiwisbell. not only is she the most trusted beta, kindest friend, and brilliant writer, but most recently (and excitingly) the greatest collaborator and writing partner. meeting her—and meeting her in PERSON this summer—remain the highlights of my year. i’m not going to go into my dissertation on the importance and special nature of internet friendships, but just know that the light, creativity, and openness she brings to this fandom and to my life are things i will never take for granted. i am certain our next year will be better because she’s in it! I LOVE YOU.

(this is the attached photo and i HAD to include it 😭)

🌟 @bitchesuntitled nominated @beefrobeefcal 🌟

Hooooly shit. What can I say about Kiki that I haven’t already told her?! She is an amazing human being and I aspire to be like her. She is so kind even when others are not so nice. She’s one of the most creative people I know and I absolutely love when we get on a tangent in ALL CAPS ABOUT AN IDEA. She is so willing to help anyone and everyone- whether it’s a fic or a moodboard or you’re just feeling down in the dumps about something! I think she is one of the best people in this fandom and I am so glad to have her in my life ❤️ Also just a bit of a personal story to show the kind of person she is, when I was first getting sober I was worried about how I would handle July 4th because as an American it’s a very ‘Merica fuck yeah! Let’s drink! holiday and she checked in on me multiple times during the day and let me just ramble to her about different things so that I wouldn’t be tempted to drink 🥰❤️🥰❤️ So yeah, she’s a good egg.

🌟 @sixhours nominated @bumblepony 🌟

Hello m'dear, I have an entry for your end-of-year celebration. 🥶 I wanted to give a shout-out to @bumblepony who, in addition to being a talented and prolific fic writer, has commissioned sooooooo many artworks for other TLOU fanfic writers this year (myself included). She's a gem, and this fandom is so fortunate to have her. 🥰

🌟 @bluestar22x nominated @trulybetty and @morallyinept 🌟

Can't narrow down my pick for this to one, so @trulybetty and @morallyinept are both getting nominated. Both have been so kind and supportive of me and both are super talented writers. Thank you both for your kind words and sharing your wonderful fics.

🌟 @i-love-movies nominated @thegreenkid2 🌟

I nominate @thegreenkid2 with whom I had so many lovely chats about Pedro and movies in general sometimes for hours and very late into the night. I really enjoy geeking out together over so many different things.

🌟 @sp00kymulderr nominated @dieterbravobrainrotclub 🌟

Every member of the brainrot club, for being feral and silly and fun and thoughtful and insightful in so many ways. For making my year extra special. For making so many fun memories, and helping to lighten the mood. For your dedication to the man that is Dieter Bravo.

☃️ your favorite line of fic that you wrote this year

🌟 @bluestar22x - The Outcast

Favorite line: Guiding you into your future, like you had guided him home.

Fic: The Outcast

What makes it special to you: It's hard to pick one line from a fanfic I wrote this year, but I do love this line that ends my story "The Outcast". It's the first favorite line I thought of because it's simple and calls back to how it began. The fic is very themed around finding/discovering what you need with the help of another person.

🌟 @bitchesuntitled - Xerox

Favorite line: Jamie lets out a pathetic, “Oh d-d-dear,” sounding almost identical to Piglet from Winnie the Pooh, and audibly gulps while furiously nodding his head.

Fic: Xerox

What makes it special to you: I knew from the moment I started writing this story that I wanted Xerox!Pedro to be this inexperienced bumbling idiot and thinking about him stuttering out an “Oh dear” like Piglet cracked me up so much 🤣 It still makes me laugh whenever I see it/think about it

🌨️ your favorite memory from fandom this year

🌟 @sp00kymulderr had a favorite memory with @chronically-ghosted

We created the Dieter Bravo Brainrot Club in January 2024 and it has been easily my favourite place to hangout this year. I'm so glad that it exists, and I want to shout out: YOU, Taylor. The Dieter brainrot would not even exist without you. I love how we have spent so much time together this year spiralling over That Man. I love that I got to read so many of your wonderful fics about him, and scream about him with you. I love that we created a space together for others who feel the same way. I love being your friend.

🌟 @i-love-movies had a favorite memory with @miss-mandalorian

This fandom gave me a lovely friendship with @miss-mandalorian which I cherish very much even though a big ass ocean lies between us and we have yet to meet IRL. She just recently set me the most lovely gift. 💖

🌲 your favorite piece of media you made for fandom this year

🌟 @i-love-movies is super proud of:

Gladiator 2 South Park! Pedros

"I made this set of Gladiator 2 South Park! Pedros. I haven't posted a lot of South Park! Pedro this year cause I didn't feel very creative. This one sparked some of my creativity again."

[charmedreincarnation]

I got into the void using your challenge: live update

Day 1:

I said isn’t it wonderful once every hour: everytime I felt doubt I reminded myself isn’t it wonderful and the doubt went away. It kept me in very good mood and my desires did feel closer to me more than ever

Day 2:

Like the challenge said I started my day with Isn't it wonderful that I love and accept my godly ability to choose my reality, and I said that once and mediated on my limited beliefs to and tried to question why I should have them when I am god. I felt like a new person

I manifested so many things. Free coffee’, a cute man asking for my number, so many compliments from strangers which rarely happens, and not being late to class even though I’m always late. I was already becoming my dream self I envision after the void

I have a good vision board I was using for my visuals. Everytime something reminded me of my 3D, I stared at it on my phone to remind myself of the life I am living so why am I concerned, and I repeated isn’t it wonderful to remind myself of my wonderful life, it worked like a charm pun intended

It is night time so I am going to listen to the third video you recommended.

Tomorrow I will write about how grateful I am for all my desires that have manifested and meditate on the phrase it is done. My dream life is already here even if not in the 3D yet I have already become my imagination and I’m excited to fulfill my desires on the fourth day and I will message you my success story.

Day 3:

Today is my last day and I am already fulfilled. It really is wonderful. This morning I got up at 3 am (Happy Aïdd) and prayed on all the things I am grateful for. I went to sleep and woke up again. And journaled about all the wonderful things I have. My wealth, my beauty, my kind heart, the wonderful celebration in my beautiful house I am having with my family, my wonderful fiancé, mastery of the void state, the millions dollars of income I have flowing in my bank account yearly, my healthsafety and protection from god, all things that will be fulfilled the next time I close my eyes and open it. Then I wrote all my goals for the rest of the year, business plans, school plans, wedding plans, trip plans etc etc. this is a normal thing for me. All I could think is it is done this is my life MashaAllah

Update:

I was not planning into going to the void until after I went to bed. But I took a nap and woke up in the void thank you so much for this wonderful challenge

I woke up from my nap in a room I did not recognize I feared I had died, but it is here. I am not shocked or surprised, I don’t know how when I cried for this to happen for months but I have been fulfilled since the first day of the challenge so thank you dear 🙏

A shortened version of my desires

Living a luxurious life in Dubai

Living with all my family members in a 12 bedroom mansion in Dubai

Many house help who are treated with love and kindness and paid well

Loyal wealthy loving and god fearing handsome fiancé whom my family approve of

Attending zayned university

Hourglass body, and 36 inches of long healthy hair that never gets matted

Misgyony free household

10/10 beauty

Long natural nails that never break

High IQ that is respected

A white phantom rolls-Royce as my car

And a lot more 🙏 thank you to Loa tumblr and god himself. I pray all of this for you kind dearing souls

Another update

Tomorrow we throw a celebration and none of my family knows I did this, it is like we have always been rich and happy when we were poor and torn apart. I decorate and set up with my sisters, my mother is cooking 30 dishes, and my father for once is helping her clean up. He now worships here rather than abuses her. I am already getting many gifts, purses and jewelry I could only see in my dreams. My closet is very large the size of my old apartment 😂😂 I have hundreds of shoes and even more clothes and purses. I am in awe and greatful 🥰

Happy Aïdd😭😭🎉🎉💕 the fact that you got your desires on this wonderful day makes me so happy !!! You honestly did the challenge in more depth than I gave and it worked out so beautifully I am beyond happy for you beautiful anon 😭🫶🫶

[pleasedontcareaboutme]

Hello all. It's been a while 🥲

Before new year's eve I finally got the time and motivation ( and courage) to listen to Subrosa. So this will be a long post about all my first impressions about the album. Overall, I reallly loved it more than I expected, and I'm proud of all of the members sooo much.

Beware, this post will be longggg. I'll write about my first impressions for now, in another post I'll try to deep dive more into the themes the members touched, and tried to make sense of some things. Of course, all of this is just speculation of my tiny Buck-Tick infested brain lol. Also excuse me if I misuse any terms, I'm not an expert.

Enjoy if you are curious. 🥰

1. Hyakuman Nayuta no Chiri no SCUM

A very sweet opening, a hopeful one at that. Very cosmic, truly shows how vast the universe is and how insignificant we all are. But that's why we are not alone.

I think Atsushi would've loved this song. I love Imai's slightly shaky, almost crying voice. It fits the song really well.

2. SUBROSA

Hhmm, going into Imai's psychedelic paradise right on the 2nd song, I love it. Has a very industrial feel to it, the rap scratches my brain at all the right spots lol. The lyrics has a bunch of references as usual, Imai flexing he is smart lol.

There's a part at around 2:35 where the beat switches to a more atmospheric, calmer sound? And that is just. Chef's kiss. I know I'm biased but this is a reallly great song. 🥲

3. Muyubyo SLEEP WALK

I'm going to be honest at firsttt I didn't love this song, but I found it cute. It's still not my favorite, but I appreciate it for what it is.

It is still a good song. There's just something like, missing? But I will listen to it still. All night lonG. I do like the instrumentals, the SSL vibes? That might just be me though.

4. From Now On

Honestly at this point I just sound like I'm repeating myself, but this is also a great song.

The baseline reminds me of Sapphire a bit, which I loveee. I feel like it also gives Schaft vibes? I could imagine Raymond Watts as a feature on it lol. I love Hide's nonchalant vocals, it fits the song. It'ssss not one of my faves though, but next to so many great songs, it's hard to choose favorites. 😭

The message is nice though. I appreciate Hide a lot for singing in english. 🥹

5. Rezisto

I literally killed myself when I first heard this song. It is perfect. Everything that I wanted from this album. I think I'm lowkey Imai biased but I just love how his brain works. I love everything about it really. The lyrics I find fascinating and beautiful, I'll touch up on it in another post.

6. Shinkeishitsu no Kaidan

Weirdly enough, the first song I repeated multiple times. It is so good to use as a focusing song lol. It also makes me question my existence. Truly, truly a divine instrumental track.

7. Raijin Fujin

Okay, first critique lol. Of course, even when it was released as a single I wasn't a huge fan of it, and was really scared of the direction the band was about to take, but I gave them the benefit of the doubt, thank god.

I know I'm not the only one who thinks this is one of the worst songs on the album, but it's fine. I still think it has a place in the album. It's very upbeat, and fun. I'm not a fan of the vocals. I like the instrumental, but I don't love the prechorus. Might be an unpopular opinion, but my favorite version is the club remix on the single lol, because the vocals are less promenient.

I did learn to like this song after many listens, not my favorite still.

8. Meiosei de Shine

It's funn. It reminds me a bunch of older songs, can't even pinpoint them one by one. I didn't notice at first it's an Imai Hide duet 😭 I thought it's only Imai. But that makes it more precious. It's a fun song really, gives me Dada Disco vibes mostly. The instrumental is great too, electronic noise brrrrr. It does lack somethingggg, I don't know what though. Maybe more variety? Or idk. But as a fun song I appreciate it. I imagine Acchan shaking ass and it's suddenly so much better. 🥰😭

9. Yusei Tsushin

I'm gonna be honest! I wanted to love this song bc of the lyrics, it's so stupid 😭 It reminds me of Boogie Woogie / Jonathan Jet-Coaster a bit, but flatter. I don't get as energized personally. Also the vocals in the chorus are so strained, I'm dying. I love you Imai, but I prefer your calm singing or lowkey talking style. But I appreciate the effort! I'm okay with this song, but might be my least favorite unfortunately. 😭

10. paradeno mori

Funnest! I did cry on it tho lol! 😭 the lyrics references got me. I just loveeee Hide's voice here. It does remind me of Atsushi's singing style a bit. I can 1000% see Acchan shaking ass to this.

I do prefer the more abstracts songs on the album, but this is also really good. Some of the tiny instrumental details are really good, like the sounds at 1:50-2:00

Also love the detail that the sound slightly changes on each stage? Nice!

11. Sterilitzia

Makes me want to explore a desert lol. It's a really interesting sound, something I don't think I've heard from BT before. It's funky, interesting, industrial, I'm satisfied with it. The end got me feeling distressed though not going to lie. The heavy machinery sounds and slight distortion in the middle make it sound a bit dystopian. Loveee it.

12. Zetsubo to Iunano Kimi e

One. of. the. best. songs.on the album. 🥹I violently sobbed on it like 4 times in a row. 🫠 Hide's voice is b.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l.🥹 I think Atsushi would also love this one. I'd love to hear him sing it. It's a beautifull song, both lyrically, and soundwise. I'm in love 😭😭 Fuck you BT for being so great. 😭

I love the robotic sounds in the instrumental, make it all the sadder. 😭

13. TIKI TIKI BOOM

Actually! This might be my favorite fun song! It's different, yet soooo Buck-Tick! I love Imai's hurried rap part, the chorus is extremely satisfying. The smoll Tiki tiki boom's in the background, yes.

The Instrumental is something to really appreciate imo. I always find something new in it. The part at 1:45 with the descending(?) instrumentals gives it an eery feel, it's sooo good.I thought this would be my least fave but not at all.

14. PSYCHE

This album just gets better with each song. First impression was that I neeeed to hear Atsushi and Hide sing this together. Hide sounds perfect here. The song is sooooo good. How it starts calmer and then explodes in the chorus. Has a slight like apocalyptic (👀) feel to it. It's again one of my favorites. 🥹 It's just suppperrr good.

The background vocals are canonically Atsushi to me, I don't accept arguments. 😭

15. Gabriel's Horn

As one of my friends said, Vita Mechanicalis vibes. But to me KMFDM. Jesus this song is soooooooo goooodd. It was one of my favorites on first listen. The drums? or no clue what instrument tbh 😭 sound so good. Imai's voice is suppppeeerr cool here. This is what I loveeeeeeee. Fuck yes. That's all I can say. This song is realllly apocalyptic. For real. The only part that threw me off was the chorus, but it fits well looking at the concept. I love the use of trumpets and piano. Give it a divine feel as well. Like the war of gods or some shit. 😭

16. Kurage

Another instrumental track, it's really eery. I love it. It gives me anxiety honestly, so maybe I'd only listen to it if I want the full album experience. But it fits really well into the album so 👌

17. Tasogare no Howling

The last song. Interestingggggg. Verrrryy bittersweet. It's verrrryyy beautiful. I think to truly appreciate it I have to listen a lot of times. Just like in the first song, Imai's shaky vocals suit this song really well. It truly gives the feeling of the ending, that's also a beginning. I just loveeeee the deep background vocals. They give the song sooo much flavor. Cried.

I just noticed, I think Hide also sings some higher background vocals?

Okayyy, now, onto ranking the songssss. Hmmm.

17. Yusei Tsushin

16. Raijin Fujin

15. Kurage

14. Muyubyo SLEEP WALK

13. Meiosei de Shine

12. Sterilitzia

11. From Now On

10. parade no mori

9. Hyakumannayuta no Chiri SCUM

8. Shinkeishitsu na Kaidan

7. TIKI TIKI BOOM

6. SUBROSA

NOW the hardest decision, lol, I can hardly decide, but.

5. Zetsubo to Iunano Kimi e ( sorry you deserve the no.1 spot 😭)

4.Gabriel's Horn

3. Rezisto

2. PSYCHE

1. Tasogare no Howling

Honestly, this ranking will probably change depending on my mood, but for now this is it.

Also the first 5 songs are probably all no.1., but I had to decide an order. 😭

Well anyways, for now this is it for first impressions. I'll come back with my slight analysis post later.

Overall, the album is phenomenal. I will be listening to all the songs for sure. I'm happy to see the members still releasing such good music. 🥹

If you read this, I'd be curious about your opinions too! Byee

[spookyghouly]

goodevening ghesties

i luckily tested negative for covid this morning meaning i was FINALLY free from quarantine isolation just in time to go to the ghost concert!! this is my 5th ritual in as many years and it may have been the best (though, you never forget your first 😉). here’s my ghost kia forum night 1 concert breakdown of best moments, in no particular order!

cumulus and aurora ghoulettes twirling each other, blowing kisses to each other, stroking each other’s cheeks. this one was for the dykes <3

popia, drawing out the ending to mary on a cross: “are you guys still saying cross?? I want you to say MARIJUANA!!!!!”

ABSOLUTION F U C K E D LIVE!!!!

Respite ALSO fucked like the BASS IN THE BEGINNING?? I FELT IT IN MY CHEST IN MY LUNGS, I THINK IT MADE MY HEART BEAT DIFFERENTLY. SOUL RESET. I almost cried when copia left the stage thinking about how this is probably my last time seeing him (I completely forgot the encore existed I was too swept up in It All ™ you know?)

Dancing Skeletons. They better release the film because I want to study it to learn their dance.

they had two stages set up, the normal one up front and a mini set up in the back with a grand piano and several chairs. more on that in a sec.

Seestor gave papa a boxing robe and gloves for “fighting” his way back from the small stage to the main stage. the crowd started barking at him to hype him up like he was actually about to enter a boxing ring lmaoo

when he got to the back stage papa said it was so nice to see the people in the back “in the stevie wonder seats” lmaoooo

then he said he wanted to bite us???? and had us all snarl at him like we were biting dogs. deranged behavior. love him.

okay no my true fav moment was the orchestral arrangement of if you have ghosts. it put me in such a throwback to the first ghost ritual I attended in london when he took time to introduce each band member just as ghoul. 5 years later and on another continent, it is an even more beautiful arrangement of the song. The band members were 2 cellists and a grand piano player—I couldn’t tell if the woman to the far right was playing a theremin or vocalizing—if anyone knows can you tell me?

the skeletons picked papa up at the stage right mini stage and had him like crowd surf on top of them all the way back to center stage it was AWESOME?? I hope they got a cool overhead shot of it for the recording.

they definitely knew we were all anxious he was dying tonight and there were many moments where papa faked us out that he was dying. after the first or second song he made a comment like “ah we are quickly approaching the end of this era” and later when he told us to “not be sad it’s almost over, you’ve had a good fucking time and then it must end” I couldn’t help but think he was talking about more than just the concert

on a related note, when the skeletons first came out in twenties they circled papa and I think it was a deliberate fake out/homage to when he ascended in mexico city last year when the nuns circled him.

met many delightful ppl giving away handmade bracelets, stickers, and trinkets, as well as someone who had scooped up a bunch of mummy dust bucks from the confetti gun and was passing them out by the exit 🥰💜 u people made my day

anyway here’s that haul:

this has been the update from new plushia at the forum, goodnight folks!

[waywardxrhea]

Part of Your World - George Weasley

Chapter 13

pairing: George Weasley x fem!Muggle!reader

installment list / previous chapter / next chapter

word count: 1,196

content: long awaited reunions, mentions of death, tears, heavy emotions, fluff 🥰

A certain warmth filled the Burrow that only Christmastime could bring out, but even so, as you stepped foot into the sitting area of the home, you couldn’t help but shudder when you remembered what happened last time you were there. Your mind flashed back to the searing pain that scorched your body, but you tried to shake the thoughts away and focus on your immediate environment. So, as you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, you smelled the delicious scent of baking apple pie and the tension left your shoulders as the air left your lungs once more. 

When you opened your eyes and looked around again, you saw Mrs. Weasley and made eye contact, giving a small wave in greeting. “Oh it’s so good to see you dear!” she cried as she made her way over and embraced you in a way only a mother could, tears stinging the backs of her eyes. 

“It’s good to see you too, Mrs. Weasley,” you replied, your voice nearly breaking as you relaxed into the motherly hug. 

“Oh, no need to be so formal! You’re going to be married to George soon enough, Molly is just fine my dear!” she said as she pulled away, her hands on your shoulders as she took you in for the first time in sixteen months. “Did New York treat you well?”

“It certainly did! I learned a lot! Got one of my dream musical roles, wrote and directed a play, and I got noticed by Broadway and West End recruiters! We may not have ended up there for the best of reasons, but I gained a lot out of it,” you detailed with a broad smile on your lips. 

After asking George to get the pair of you a spot on one of the couches before they were taken by the many guests starting to arrive, you offered your heartfelt condolences to Molly for Fred’s passing, earning a tearful embrace in return as you both shed a few tears in Fred’s memory. Of course without Fred’s boisterous presence, there was a glaringly obvious hole in his absence, but the sheer amount of guests invited over to the Burrow attempted to fill in. 

Along with the main Weasley family members and their spouses, the Grangers and your parents joined the celebration this year! Arthur sat in awed silence as he listened to your dad and Mr. Granger talk about dentistry of all things while your mum and Mrs. Granger did what they could to help Molly in the kitchen, both women admiring not only Molly’s cooking skills, but her magical prowess as well. 

While you sat on one of the couches cuddled up to George’s side, listening to Charlie recall one of his many tales working at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary, the door to the Burrow opened with a loud clatter. The harsh and cold wind had caught it as someone entered the home. Many heads turned to see who had entered and a slightly stunned silence filled the room as their eyes were met with the sight of Percy. You could tell that you weren't the only one shocked to see him for the holiday. 

“Oh Perce!” Molly cried as she made her way from the kitchen to embrace her son. 

“Happy Christmas, Mum,” he said, his voice muffled in her hair  as he somewhat awkwardly embraced her, the show of affection still not his strong suit despite his attempts to reconcile with his family since the war ended. 

“It’s good to see you, my boy!” Arthur called out as he stood to embrace his son as well. 

Despite the warm welcomes from Molly and Arthur indicating that Percy had been on the path to forgiveness in the last seven months, you visibly tensed when you saw him, the memories of your last Christmas here jumping to the forefront of your mind. George felt the tension in your muscles and began rubbing soothing patterns into your arm to calm you before telling you in a quiet voice, “I know you two got off to a rocky start, but can you try to give him a chance?” He paused for a moment before adding, “He’s been trying to do better since… He was there when Fred…” George cleared his throat when his voice broke, finishing quickly with, “‘Think he feels guilty, so he’s been real close with me. It’s been…nice actually.”

“Oh George,” you whispered, caressing his cheek before quickly kissing him. You gently wiped the tears away from his cheeks before nodding and saying, “I’ll give him another chance.”

“Thank you. That kind heart of yours is what I fell in love with,” George told you as the pair of you stood up and he guided you over to where his older brother stood, finally being released from Molly’s fussing over his travelling cloak. George cleared his throat to get Percy’s attention before saying, “Perce, I think it’s time you properly met my fiancee.” He pulled you close and told his brother your name, adding, “-and yes she’s a Muggle.”

Percy rolled his eyes good naturedly as he told George, “I have no qualms with that now that the two of you are engaged. Kingsley’s been making some progressive changes at the Ministry as you know.” He turned his attention toward you now, reaching out his hand for you to shake as he said, “I look forward to getting to know you throughout the evening.”

George couldn’t help his snort of a laugh at the words, telling his brother, “That has got to be the stiffest greeting I’ve ever heard.” At the sound of George’s laugh though, you couldn’t help but join in, giggling as you shook Percy’s hand, which in turn caused the notoriously serious man to crack a smile. 

The evening went on without a hitch. The meal was unsurprisingly stupendous, there was never a quiet moment as the house buzzed with the excitement of the holiday, and the Muggles introduced the White Elephant gift exchange.  This caused copious amounts of laughter, especially when a Muggle got a magical gift or vice versa. At the end of the gift exchange, George ended up with a blanket that looked like a tortilla, courtesy of your mum, and you ended up with a set of magic hair chalk from Ginny that changed colour with your mood. 

So, as the evening wound to a close and your hair chalk turned pink as you snuggled into George’s side, you felt like a new leaf had been turned over. Sure, there had been a lot of heartbreak over the last few weeks since New York, but you felt truly happy as you held your fiance close. When the memory charm Arthur had cast on you was in effect, you had always felt like there was a piece of you that was missing, and originally you attributed that to the fact that you had lost some sense of innocence with Evan’s betrayal. Now, you knew that the missing piece was George. And that piece that fell back into place when you found yourself back in his arms, and finally felt whole again. 

a/n: this one is short and sweet so i may upload another tomorrow! (also because my school was having “IT issues” for a few weeks and now we have to cram five weeks worth of coursework into three weeks so i don’t know how much online time i’ll have the next few weeks 😅) [or i may utilize the queue feature...]

as always, likes and comments are always appreciated! xo, brooke <3

taglist: @v1ckycheesue @superduckmilkshake @5starl1ght

dividers as always by @firefly-graphics

[spring-siblings]

Better Than Okay - a Heartstopper fanfic

Summary: When Nick and Charlie bring their new baby home, Charlie struggles with intrusive thoughts under the stress of being a new parent. A continuation of my oneshot "I Get To Do It With You", but can be read as a standalone. Words: 6k Rating: G

Charlie’s phone had been vibrating nonstop the entire drive home, and it was really starting to irritate him.  He expected to get a lot of messages from friends and family today, but this was getting ridiculous.  He finally pulled into the driveway and picked up his phone to see what all the fuss was about.

He should have guessed that the Paris Squad group chat was blowing up.  And he should have guessed that the culprit behind the chaos was his husband, Nick.

Nick: Say hi to the newest member of the Paris Squad: Elizabeth Nelson-Spring!

Attached was a picture that Nick must have taken about twenty minutes ago, of their baby asleep in her car seat.  

Charlie looked in the rearview mirror.  Nick was in the backseat, still staring at her, completely oblivious to the notifications from his phone in his hand.  Charlie couldn’t help smiling.

His phone buzzed again, so Charlie decided to catch up on the barrage of replies.

Tara: Hi baby! ♥️

Darcy: HIIIIIIIIII!!!! SHE’S SO CUUUTE!!

Isaac: Aww! 🥰

Sahar: congrats you guys!

Elle: hi lizzie! can’t wait to meet her!

Tao: so happy for you!

Imogen: OMG NICHOLAS!! 😍😍😍💕💖🥰💗💞💓

Their fawning was rewarded with another picture from Nick, nearly identical to the first one, which was met with another round of fawning and keysmashes and heart emojis.  And then Charlie counted as he scrolled through not one, not two, but eight more baby pictures that Nick had sent.

Tara: Is anyone else getting ten of the same picture, or is my phone glitching?

Elle: they’re all different pics

Isaac: They’re literally identical

Darcy: corporate needs you to find the differences between this picture and this picture. and this picture. and this picture. and

Tao: nick cool it with the baby pics. when we said we wanted pictures we didn’t mean an entire stop motion film.

Imogen: c’mon guys he’s just excited!

Sahar: yeah he’s taking his duty as annoying new parent very seriously

Then Nick had sent another picture which was indistinguishable from the last ten.

The most recent message had come in a minute ago.

Tao: charlie take away his phone

Charlie: i’ve literally just pulled into the driveway, so the spam should stop for like 5 mins at least

Charlie looked back in the rearview mirror.  “Nick?”

“Eyes on the road, Charlie,” Nick said softly without looking up.

Charlie turned around in his seat and put a hand on Nick’s knee.  “We’re home.”

Nick finally looked up like he just remembered that the rest of the world existed.  “Oh.  I didn’t realize.”

“Did you look up once the whole way home?”

“...No.”

Charlie chuckled.  “I take it you also didn’t realize that you’re slightly annoying our friends with all the pictures?”

“What?”

Then both their phones buzzed.

“Is that Tao?” Charlie asked without looking at his.

Nick looked at the notification.  “He says, ‘thank you!’” he defended.

“Read the messages before that, babe.”

Nick did.  “Oh.”

Charlie squeezed Nick’s knee.  “Take as many pictures as you want.  But maybe be selective about which ones you send to the group chat.”

“I was!  I only sent the best ones.”

Charlie grinned affectionately.  “Oh my God.  This is gonna be even worse than when we first got Daisy, isn’t it?”

“Well, can you blame me?  I mean, look at her!”

Charlie leaned farther to see behind his seat.  Lizzie was still asleep, looking so tiny and perfect that Charlie’s heart swelled.  He didn’t think he’d ever get over this feeling.  He didn’t think he wanted to.  “No,” he answered Nick softly.  “I can’t blame you at all.”

For what must have been the dozenth time that day, Charlie was struck by the overwhelming feeling that this was real.  She was real, and she was here, and she was theirs.  He and Nick had a daughter!

After a moment, Charlie finally tore his eyes away from their baby and looked at Nick.  He was staring at her again with the most in-love look on his face that Charlie had ever seen, the same look that had been there since Nick first laid eyes on her.

Charlie smiled, soaking it in for a moment longer before asking, “Are you ready to bring her home?”

Nick looked up at Charlie with a besotted grin.  “Yeah.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The first day home with their new baby went by so fast, as every experienced parent had told them it would.  

The introduction with their dog, Daisy, had gone well.  Daisy loved kids, and she reacted to the baby with equal measures of curiosity and gentleness that assured Nick and Charlie that the two would soon become best friends.

Shortly thereafter, Daisy had decided to celebrate by excitedly squeaking her loudest toy, which startled Lizzie awake, resulting in only moderate chaos and crying.  Charlie had quickly ushered Daisy outside with her toy, while Nick tried to get Lizzie to settle down before realizing that she would not be going back to sleep soon.

Since Lizzie had awoken, it was a constant blur of feeding and burping and changing and crying and wondering how such a small person could create so many messes, before she finally fell asleep again.  

That lasted approximately two minutes before the doorbell rang, Daisy barked, and Lizzie cried.  

Charlie thought it was some cruel irony that now he was facing the consequences of having the forethought to have dinner delivered.  One less thing to worry about, Charlie had naively thought.  

By the time he and Nick actually got around to eating their dinner, it had gone cold.  Thankfully, the inconvenience didn’t seem to bother Nick in the slightest; although, Charlie didn’t think that much could bother Nick today, seeing as he was on cloud nine.  Before they had even finished their meal, they were laughing about it.

Nick always had a calm, steady presence, and Charlie had never been more grateful for it.  Over the course of the day, whenever he started to feel overwhelmed, Charlie looked at Nick and saw him entirely in his element.  Charlie didn’t think it was possible for someone to look so enthusiastic while changing a diaper or with a baby screaming into their ear, but somehow Nick managed it.  Seeing Nick’s joy renewed Charlie’s confidence, and filled him with a love that didn’t have a limit, and reminded him that they would be okay.

As he tidied the kitchen after dinner, Charlie thought for about the millionth time that there was no one better to undergo the journey of parenthood with than Nick.

Then Charlie was jolted out of his thoughts by the sound of Nick’s voice coming from the living room.

“Char,” Nick stage-whispered from where he lay on the couch with Lizzie asleep on his chest.

Charlie turned around and made his way over to them.  “What?” he whispered back.

“I really need to pee!”

Charlie smiled.  “So get up.”

“Can’t.  I’m stuck.”  Nick glanced at the sleeping baby.  “I don’t want to wake her.”

Charlie stifled a laugh.  “All right, come on,” he said, extending his hands as he bent over them.

Together, they tried to shift Lizzie as carefully as possible without jostling her.  For a few seconds they seemed to be succeeding, but as soon as she was separated from the warmth of Nick’s chest, she started whimpering.

Nick and Charlie both froze and grimaced at the same time.  So much for trying not to wake her.  

Lizzie’s whimpering quickly escalated into a loud wail, so Nick decided he better make this quick and handed her off to Charlie.  As he stood up, Nick tried to slide his forefinger out of Lizzie’s tiny fist, but she would not budge.

“Oh, now I’m really stuck,” Nick said, trying to gently pry her fingers loose with his other hand, but she had him in a vice grip.

Charlie laughed.  “Come on, use those strong rugby arms.”

“I’m trying!” Nick half-laughed, half-whined.  “She’s really strong!”

Charlie shook his head in amusement.  Leave it to his big, golden retriever husband to be thwarted by a newborn.

After a couple more attempts, Nick freed himself.  “I’m sorry, sweetie!” he apologized to Lizzie, who was still screaming.  “I’ll be right back!”  He kissed the top of her head before jogging to the bathroom.

Lizzie didn’t stop crying as Charlie settled her into the crook of his elbow.

Charlie saw Daisy staring up at him from her bed with a pleading look, as if to say, Are you going to fix that?  I’m trying to sleep.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Charlie told her.  “You cried on your first night home, too.”

As Charlie recalled, Daisy’s whining had lasted no more than twenty minutes before Nick couldn’t take it anymore and slept on the floor with her.  Daisy had slept through the rest of the night without a peep.  Charlie had no hope that this time would be so easy.

Daisy let out a long sigh that Charlie felt in his soul.

“Shh, it’s okay, Lizzie,” Charlie cooed, trying to calm her down.  He instinctively started swaying side to side.  

Lizzie let out another wail, her tiny face all scrunched up and cartoonishly red, which in another context might have looked funny, but now it only made Charlie feel helpless and out of his depth.  He was suddenly very aware that this was the first time he was alone with her, and that her care rested entirely on him.

It was so much easier to be confident when Nick was doing this with him.  He knew that if he ever didn’t know what to do that Nick would have his back.  Lizzie already trusted him.  Of course she did—Nick was already so good at this.

Charlie knew there would be times when he would have to do this on his own, even if just for a few minutes.  That was when the self doubt crept in.  Could he do this on his own?  He could.  He knew he could.  But knowing what he was capable of and feeling confident about what he was capable of were two very different things.

Lizzie kept crying, and Charlie didn’t know what else to do besides murmur, “Shh,” and keep rocking her.  She had eaten recently, so she shouldn’t be hungry; she didn’t need a diaper change.  Maybe she was just tired.  Maybe she was overwhelmed by all this newness.  Maybe she was upset that some inept stranger was holding her.

As Charlie looked down at her tiny scrunched-up screaming red face, he was, for the infinite time, consumed by the feeling that he loved her with his entire being.  He would die for her.  But they were still just getting to know each other.  There was still so much he had to learn about her.  He didn’t know what she liked, what she disliked, what comforted her.  Well, Nick comforted her, clearly—something they had in common.

And then Charlie thought if someone had come and picked him up when he had been asleep on Nick, he’d be pretty upset, too.

“I know,” Charlie told her softly, “he’s so warm that you just want to cuddle with him forever, don’t you?”

Lizzie’s crying got quieter.

“Ah, so you agree?”  Charlie smiled.

Lizzie’s eyes grew wide as they slowly focused on Charlie’s face, like she was really concentrating on his words.

“You like it when I talk to you?” Charlie asked, pleased that he had apparently gotten something right. 

Lizzie was totally silent, like she was waiting for him to continue.

“Okay.  I can do that.”

So he just rambled off the first things to pop into his head while Lizzie stared at him.  “Hi.  I’m Charlie.  I’m your dad.  The warm, cuddly one is Nick.  He’s your dad, too.  Not like, Dad Number Two.  But, between you and me, if there is a ranking, he’s definitely Dad Number One.”

Lizzie blinked slowly.  

Charlie spoke even softer.  “You’re so lucky to have him as a dad.  You’re gonna love him.  I think maybe you already do.”

Charlie felt the familiar sensation of Nick’s arms wrapping around him from behind, and a second later he felt Nick’s chin rest on his shoulder.  Nick started swaying along with him, and Charlie touched his head to Nick’s.

“Hi,” Charlie greeted softly.

“Hi,” Nick returned, a smile in his voice.  “I thought we agreed we were both tied.”

“Hmm?”

“For who was gonna be the best dad.”

Charlie grinned, recalling the conversation he and Nick had had months ago.  Charlie had assured Nick that he would be the best dad, which Nick would only accept if they shared the accolade.  “You heard that?” Charlie asked.

“Mhm.”

They continued swaying together for a few more turns, staring at their baby as her eyes closed.

“I think she loves you,” Nick murmured.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”  Nick exhaled slightly as he smiled wider.  “My God, she is so cute.”  He leaned back, releasing Charlie.

Out of the corner of his eye, Charlie saw Nick angling his phone.

“I knew that was coming.”

“What?  I can’t witness you two being so adorable and not document it.”

Charlie rolled his eyes affectionately as Nick tapped away.  Charlie looked back to Lizzie, who appeared to be totally asleep.

A full photoshoot later, Nick finally tucked his phone away and said, “Let’s put her to bed.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Despite Charlie’s best efforts, Lizzie woke up again just as he lay her down in her crib.  She wasn’t wailing, but let out a sustained, unsettled whine.  Charlie considered rocking her again, but didn’t want to repeat the whole process if she was only going to cry again the second he set her down.  He looked to Nick.

Nick pursed his lips.  “Let me try something.”  He leaned over the crib and started humming to her.  After a few seconds Lizzie got quieter.  Nick smiled at her without interrupting his humming.

It took Charlie a minute to place the melody, but when he recognized a slowed version of Fleetwood Mac’s “Everywhere”, he smiled.  Not exactly a traditional lullaby, but it apparently worked; Lizzie’s eyes were drooping, so Charlie didn’t dare say a word.  

Nick quieted his humming as the song ended.  Lizzie had her eyes closed, and he waited for a few silent seconds to see if she would stir.  She didn’t, and Nick smiled triumphantly at Charlie.

Charlie smiled back, and silently clapped.

They watched their baby, their arms wrapped around each other, basking for a moment in all the love and gratitude and awe of the day.

After a few minutes, they tiptoed out of Lizzie’s room and quietly shut the door.

“You’re really good at this,” Charlie told Nick.  “I mean, I knew you would be.  But seeing you in action is like…wow.”

Nick smiled.  “You’re really good at this, too.  You were rocking her like a pro.”

“I think it was your lovely voice that finally did the trick.”

“My very boring voice, you mean.”

“Yes, I’m sure that’s what did it,” Charlie smirked.

Nick grinned and then furrowed his brows thoughtfully.  “She’s very in tune with sounds, isn’t she?  I wonder if she’ll be a musician like you.”

“With that strong grip she’s got, she might be a star rugby player like you.”

“Oh God, that’s a scary thought,” Nick shuttered.  “I don’t want to think about anyone trying to tackle her—she’s so little.  She’s, like, the size of a rugby ball.”

“She won’t be forever.”

“I know.”  Nick sunk his head into Charlie’s shoulder.

Charlie wrapped his arms around Nick, and Nick returned the embrace.  They held each other for a moment, grounding one another after the whirlwind of a day.

Charlie let out a long sigh.  “I love you,” he murmured into Nick’s neck.

“I love you,” Nick returned.

They both leaned back and then found each other’s lips, sharing a tender kiss.  They broke apart and gazed at each other.

“We haven’t kissed all day,” Nick realized, before leaning in for another.

Charlie kissed him back.  “What a day it’s been.”

“We waited so long for today, and now it’s nearly over.”

“With many more to come,” Charlie reminded him.

Nick beamed and pressed his forehead to Charlie’s.

After an immeasurable moment, Nick sighed.  “I need a shower,” he said, leaning back.  “I’m sure I look like an absolute mess.”

“You’ve never looked better,” Charlie told him earnestly.

“What, looking all tired and frazzled, with spit-up on my shoulder?”

Charlie smiled.  “Yes.  And also completely in love.”

Nick smiled back.  “Yeah.”

“Go shower,” Charlie said, nudging Nick toward the bathroom.  “I need to finish tidying the kitchen.  I’ll come to bed in a bit.”

“M’kay,” Nick murmured, staring at Charlie a second longer before walking off.

Charlie made his way to the kitchen, picking up the baby monitor from a side table in the living room.  He turned it on, and made sure the volume was up, before setting it on the kitchen counter next to the sink.  

Through the speaker came the faint sound of Lizzie’s breathing.  Charlie smiled.  God, even her snoring was cute.

He set to work on the dishes which were left from lunch.

When the dishes were finished, he went over the rest of the kitchen, wiping the counters and putting away all the miscellany that had been left over the course of the busy day. 

As he threw the last paper towel away, Charlie realized it was disconcertingly quiet.  He couldn’t hear Lizzie’s delicate breathing anymore.  He looked at the baby monitor, waiting to hear it again, but there was only several slow seconds of silence.  No need to panic.  She had probably just turned her head.

She was fine.  She was probably fine.

Charlie had gotten pretty good at managing his intrusive thoughts, and in recent years they had become less frequent and less intense than ever.  But stress tended to trigger them.  Like, say, a major permanent life change that was sure to alter every aspect of his life.  

He knew that being stressed about being a new parent was normal.  And it was a good kind of stress, and one that he had asked for.  He also knew that it might negatively affect his mental health.  Becoming a parent necessarily entailed giving up a lot of control in his life, and his OCD didn’t like that.  He had been prepared for that.  But knowing why his brain did something didn’t stop his brain from doing that thing.  

Lizzie had still not resumed her snoring and the little voice in Charlie’s mind saying, What if she stopped breathing? was getting louder.

What if she stopped breathing?  What if she’s turning blue?  What if she’s suffocating in her crib right now while I’m just standing here?  What if she’s—

He had to check on her.  He would be a bad parent if he didn’t.

He sprinted to the hallway outside her room.  He opened the door as quietly as possible and tiptoed across the room to the crib.

She was fine.  She was breathing evenly, sound asleep.

Charlie let out a long breath, then sank to the floor so he was sitting in front of the crib.  He leaned forward until his forehead was touching the bars.  He watched her breathing, her chest rising and falling, her tiny nostrils flaring just slightly.  He breathed along with her to slow his down.

Inhale.  Exhale.  Inhale.  Exhale.

It wasn’t working.  His brain would not shut up.  He instantly recalled countless articles and blog posts and forums he had read in the past several months relaying all kinds of horror stories.  Children afflicted by illnesses, accidents, injuries, their poor parents trying everything, and ultimately being powerless to stop it.  This wasn’t just his brain inventing catastrophes, these were things that actually happened.  Things that could happen to her.

He took another deep breath, trying to force a connection between what his eyes were seeing and what his brain was telling him.  Lizzie was fine.  She was here, alive and breathing, right in front of him.  She was fine.

Charlie flinched when he heard the door creak open.  

“Charlie?”

He didn’t look away from her.

He heard Nick tread across the floor, then pause for a moment before whispering, “What are you doing?”

Charlie let out another breath.  “Watching her breathing.”

“Why?”

“I couldn’t hear her on the baby monitor, so I had to check that she was okay.”

Nick took a step forward.  “She is.”

Charlie still had not looked away from her, so Nick sat on the floor facing him.  “Charlie, if you can’t hear her, that just means she’s asleep.”

“I know.  Had to check anyway.”

Nick took Charlie’s hand and squeezed it.  “What are you thinking about?”

Charlie took a breath before turning his head toward Nick.  “I love her so much.  And I don’t want anything bad to ever happen to her.  But I know I can’t totally control that.  And that’s scary.  And I keep having intrusive thoughts about all the horrible things that could happen to her.  And I’m scared that if something bad does happen that I won’t be able to do anything about it, or I won’t know what to do, or I won’t be able to do enough.”

Nick nodded.  “Okay.  What’s the worst that can happen?”

It was a strategy that Charlie sometimes used for putting his intrusive thoughts into perspective.  Imagine the worst case scenario (which he was usually already doing when he started the exercise), then the best case scenario, then the most likely scenario.  It helped to contextualize his catastrophizing, and ground him into reality, which usually fell between either extreme.

“The worst thing that can happen,” Charlie began, “is that Lizzie gets some horrible disease that has no cure.  And she gradually gets sicker and weaker and there’s nothing anyone can do to help her, so I just have to sit there and watch her die a slow and painful death.  And I spiral into profound grief that I never recover from.  And we grow to resent each other over it, and we fight all the time until we finally get divorced.  And I stay miserable my whole life until I die sad and alone.”

There was a second of heavy silence before Nick exhaled.  “Oof.  Okay.  Now the best thing.”

“Nothing really bad ever happens to her.  Lizzie has a full, happy life, where she gets everything she wants.  And we never understand what other parents are going on about, because raising her never seems that hard.  And we all live happily ever after.  And Daisy breaks the world record for longest living dog ever.” 

Nick smiled.  “And the most likely thing.”

Charlie took a deep breath as he gathered his thoughts.  “Sometimes she gets sick.  Sometimes she gets hurt.  Sometimes bad things happen and it’s hard, but we help each other through them and they don’t last forever.  And good things happen, too.  We try to savor the good things.  And we end up okay.”

“Okay,” Nick said softly.  “I like okay.”

Charlie exhaled.  “Me, too.”

Nick reached out and wrapped his arms around Charlie, holding him tight.  Charlie returned the hug, burying his face in Nick’s shoulder, breathing him in.

“We’re gonna be okay, Char,” Nick assured, and he felt Charlie nod.

After a moment, Nick said, “We should try to get some sleep while we can.”

“Mhm,” Charlie said, but stayed put.

Nick pulled back.  “Are you gonna come to bed?”

“I’d…rather stay here.”

“Okay.”  Nick squeezed Charlie’s hand before letting go.  He stood up and quietly left the room.

Charlie continued to watch Lizzie breathing.

A couple minutes later, he heard the door creak.  Daisy came up to him, tail wagging, and licked his face.  Then he saw Nick carrying the pillows and duvet from their bed along with another thick blanket.  He dropped everything to the floor before he began spreading the blanket out in front of the crib.  He put the duvet on top of it and then arranged the pillows where the head of their bed would be, near where Charlie was sitting.

Nick folded over the duvet and slid underneath, laying on his usual side, closest to the crib.  He looked up at Charlie and patted the spot next to him.  “Come on.”

Daisy went to lay down near Nick’s feet.  

Charlie smiled fondly.  “You’re really gonna sleep on the floor.”  It wasn’t a question—he knew the answer.

“I’m gonna sleep wherever you are.”

Charlie crawled under the duvet beside Nick, settling into his side.  Nick wrapped his arms around him as Charlie nestled his head into Nick’s shoulder.

“Do try to get some sleep, okay?” Nick murmured.  

“I’ll try.”

Then Nick suddenly smiled at Charlie with that adoring look of his.

“What?” Charlie whispered.

“You’re a dad,” Nick whispered back, beaming.  

Charlie grinned.  “You’re a dad.”

“We’re dads.”

Then they had to stifle their elated giggles so they wouldn’t wake their daughter.

For a moment, Charlie felt simultaneously like a real full-blown adult who was responsible and capable, and also like that giddy fourteen-year-old laughing with the boy who felt like everything to him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Nick groaned as he rolled over, his back aching.  Sleeping on the floor had been a mistake.  He conceded that he was officially too old for this.  

The sunlight shining brightly on his eyelids indicated that it was already well into the morning.  Then he remembered that he wasn’t meant to sleep on the floor all night.  Someone was supposed to have woken him up.  

His eyes shot open and he saw that the spot next to him was Charlie-less.  He groaned again as he sat up, stretched his stiff muscles, and looked around the room bleary-eyed.  “Charlie?”

Then Nick found him, and the sight brought tears to his eyes and took his breath away.

Charlie was asleep in the recliner next to the crib, with Lizzie asleep on his chest.  They both had the exact same open-mouthed expression on their faces.

Nick recalled all the countless times he had looked over at Charlie sleeping and thought that that would be the last thing he’d want to see before he died.

He felt something similar now, only so intense that it swelled in his chest and got caught in his throat.  He blinked, and tears spilled over, blurring his vision.  He wiped his eyes so he could see clearly.  

This was the most adorable sight in the history of the universe.  More adorable than Charlie sleeping on his own, more adorable than Daisy as a puppy—which was really saying something.  Nick sat and stared for a moment before scrambling for his phone.  This had to be preserved for posterity.

Nick checked his pockets and then the blankets around him before remembering that he had left his phone to charge on his nightstand.  He clumsily got to his feet and then tiptoed out of the room, mentally chanting, please don’t move, please don’t move, please don’t move, before he could get his camera ready.  

He retrieved his phone and returned to Lizzie’s room in seconds.  Both Charlie and Lizzie remained exactly as they were, and Nick began taking dozens of photos.  

To his dismay, no matter the angle or the lighting, none of the photos seemed to do justice to the real thing.  Nick resigned himself to the fact that the technology simply didn’t exist that could capture such potent adorableness in its full glory.  

He selected the best photos and attached them to a text.  

Nick: THIS IS LITERALLY THE CUTEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE!  I HAVE LITERAL TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE RIGHT NOW!  I CANNOT COPE!  I LOVE THEM BOTH SO MUCH!!!!

Sarah replied within minutes.

Mum: Aww, that’s wonderful, darling!  I’m so excited to meet her later.  All my love and hugs 💗💗💗

Nick smiled at his phone before he resumed staring at them, his heart full.  

He heard the door open, and then felt Daisy nudge his hand with her nose.  He patted her on the head.  Apparently, she was the only one sensible enough to return to her bed over the course of the night.  

“I know,” he whispered to her.  “I haven’t forgotten about you.  Let’s go.”

Nick ushered Daisy out of Lizzie’s room and Daisy ran for the back door.  Nick took one final look at Charlie and Lizzie cuddled up together before he closed the bedroom door.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Charlie awoke suddenly to the sensation of something moving against him.  His brain worked slower than usual as he got his bearings.  Lizzie was still asleep, which seemed odd.  It took him a second to realize that it was his phone vibrating persistently which had woken him up this time.  He carefully fished it out of his pocket before it could wake Lizzie.

The Paris Squad group chat was back at it, and once again, Nick was the instigator.  This time, he had sent one single photo of Charlie and Lizzie asleep.

Imogen: 🥺🥺🥺

Tao: !!!!

Darcy: AJSXJSBDKDNSJDN

Elle: the unholy shriek that came out of my mouth

Sahar: omg they’re both drooling

Tara: Please tell me you have more 😍

Nick: Oh so now you want more baby pictures?

Darcy: we want more charlie-drooling pictures

Isaac: Seconded. If you have more Drooly Charlie pics please send them our way

Tao: thirded

Charlie: pls dont

Darcy: look who woke up from his nap!

Then Nick sent another picture, a close up of their faces, which highlighted the stream of drool down Charlie’s chin glistening in the light.

Elle: that’s it I’m gonna paint this

Charlie: elle no

Nick: Elle yes

Tao: ELLE YES

Charlie heard a faint chuckle coming from somewhere in the house.  A moment later, the door opened and Nick stepped into the room, carrying a mug in one hand and a bottle in the other.

“Hi,” Nick greeted softly.

“Hi,” Charlie returned.  His voice was still thick with sleep.

Nick set the mug and bottle on a side table next to the chair.  “I made you tea.”

“Mm,” Charlie sighed groggily.  “Thank you.”

Nick knelt down in front of the recliner, just beaming for a moment before he looked at Charlie seriously.  “Did you really get up with her all night?” he chided.

“...Yeah.”

“Charlie—”

“Have you been crying?” Charlie asked when he noticed that Nick’s eyes looked red and puffy.

“A bit.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Absolutely nothing.”

“Then why were you crying?”  

A big, dopey grin spread across Nick’s face.  “I just love you both so much.”

Charlie grinned back, but couldn’t help teasing him.  “I’m the one who should be delirious; I hardly slept last night.”

Nick sighed.  “I may have slept longer, but I reckon you were a bit more comfortable than I was.”

“Sorry, I should have woken you.”

“Yes, you should have.  We were supposed to take turns getting up with her.”

“I know, but…I couldn’t really sleep anyway.”

Nick furrowed his brow.  “How are you feeling?”

Charlie exhaled.  “Tired, obviously.  But better.  It helped to do something.”  

Charlie looked down at Lizzie sleeping.  “I think a part of me is always gonna worry about her.  And I think I just need to learn how to cope with worrying without letting it spiral.”

Charlie felt Nick squeeze his arm and looked at him.  “I sense a Nick Pep Talk coming.”

Nick smiled.  “I mean…you are amazing and capable and a wonderful dad.  Obviously.”  Nick’s expression turned serious.  “I don’t really have any words of wisdom that will fix anything, though.  I think all you can do is take it moment by moment and do what you think is right.”

Charlie remembered telling Nick the exact same thing when he had been doubting himself.  “Are you giving my own advice back to me?”

“It’s good advice.”  Nick grinned.  “You really know what you’re talking about about.”

Charlie rolled his eyes, endeared.  “It’s not that I feel incompetent.  Like, I know I can do this, I know I’m capable.  But it doesn’t help my confidence when I anticipate everything that could go wrong.”

Nick sighed.  “Yeah.  I know what you mean.”

“Do you feel that way, too?”

“Part of me still can’t believe that people trust me to keep a tiny human alive.  Who allowed that?”

“Literally an entire team of professionals whose job it is to ensure children’s welfare.”

“Right.”

Charlie grinned.  “People trust you with a classroom of Year Twos.  Surely that’s more difficult.”

“That is completely different.”

“Of course,” Charlie nodded, sarcastic.  “Being a teacher has no real consequences.  If you’re bad at your job, then worst case scenario, a bunch of seven-year-olds don’t learn subtraction, but then that’s someone else’s problem, isn’t it?”

“Charlie.”

“Do I have to tell you again that you’ll be a great dad?” Charlie asked, returning to seriousness and looking squarely at Nick.  “Because I will.  You are a great dad, Nick.  You got Lizzie to sleep last night without a fuss.”

“So did you.”

“Yeah, and then I woke her up.”

“She’s asleep now, isn’t sh—?”  Nick hadn’t even finished his sentence when he saw Lizzie’s eyelids fluttering.  “Hiiiii!” he said, drawing out the syllable in a high voice.

“Is she waking up?”

“She is.  Good morning, sweetheart!”  Nick reached forward and gently patted her back.

Lizzie blinked slowly and nuzzled into Charlie’s chest.

“I know, he’s really cuddly isn’t he?” Nick said softly.  “That’s my favorite spot to sleep, too.”  He exchanged a glance with Charlie before looking back at Lizzie, beaming.  “Oh my God, Charlie, did you see that?”

“What?” 

“She just smiled!”

“No, I can’t see from this angle.”

Without looking away from her, Nick took out his phone and started recording.  

“Can you do that again, darling?” Nick cooed, smiling widely at her.  “Oh…”  He raised his eyebrows.  “Aww!  That’s it!”

“She did it again?” Charlie asked.

“She did it!”  Nick started welling up and wiped under his eyes.  “Here I go again.”

“You’re gonna make me cry!  Let me see.”

Nick turned his phone toward Charlie so he could see the video.

Charlie watched for a moment, and then pursed his lips, looking to Nick hesitantly.  “I’m…not sure that counts.”

Nick flipped his phone back around to look at the video.  “What do you mean?”

“I think her mouth just twitched.”

“You just don’t want it to count because you didn’t see it firsthand.”

“No, I think you’re seeing what you want to see.”

Nick looked at Charlie with the closest expression to heart eyes that a human could physically make.  “Maybe so.”  Then he raised his phone, focused the lens, and took a picture.

“More pictures?” Charlie said.

“You two look so cozy together.”

“Don’t you have enough?”

“Never.  And I hardly have any with her eyes open.”

“Are there about a million identical pictures of us on your phone right now?”

“Maybe only like…half a million.”

“Gathering future blackmail material I see.”

“It is my duty as a parent to take as many adorable and embarrassing baby pictures as possible.”

“Well, you are definitely succeeding at that.”

Nick and Charlie quit their banter when Lizzie started whining.  

Nick patted her back again.  “Are we being too loud?”

“She’s probably hungry,” Charlie suggested.  He repositioned Lizzie on her back, and Nick handed him the bottle.  Charlie offered it to Lizzie and she began eagerly guzzling the formula.

Nick smiled at Charlie.  “You know what you’re doing.”

Charlie smiled back and then went back to looking at Lizzie.

“Do you think we’ll ever get tired of staring at her?” Nick asked after a moment. 

“No,” Charlie replied without breaking his gaze.

“Me, neither,” Nick agreed.  “You know,” he murmured, “I think we’re gonna do a bit better than okay.”

“You do?”

“I really do.  It won’t always be easy.  Sometimes it’ll be really hard.  But,” Nick looked back to Charlie, “anything I get to do with you is better than okay.”

Charlie looked up at Nick and nodded.  “Yeah.  I think so, too.”  He leaned in and kissed Nick.  

Nick returned the kiss for a moment, before pulling back and smiling at Charlie.  “I should start on our breakfast,” Nick said, rising to his feet with a groan.

“Making dad noises already?” Charlie teased.  “I thought those weren’t supposed to start until you were at least forty.”

“Oi!  I slept on the floor all night!  I have good reason to be a bit creaky.”

“That was your choice.  Deal with the consequences,” Charlie said cheekily.

“No, those are the consequences of you not waking me up.  So tonight,” Nick raised his eyebrows, “I’m getting up with her, and you are sleeping.”

“No, we can take turns.”

“You need to sleep, Charlie.”

“I will.  I’ll take a nap this afternoon so we can take turns getting up tonight.”

Nick pursed his lips.  “Oh, all right,” he relented.  Then he leaned down, gave Charlie a peck on the lips and Lizzie a kiss in the head before heading for the kitchen.

Charlie turned back to Lizzie.  “I think you’ll learn very quickly that he’s a bit of a pushover,” he whispered to her.  “Which I’m sure you’ll use to your full advantage, won’t you?  And if it’s up to me to be the strict parent, well then, I think you’ll end up getting your way all the time.  You’re gonna be so spoiled.”

Lizzie’s eyes started drooping.  Charlie brushed his finger over her tiny fist and she grabbed hold of him.  

He beamed down at her.  “I love you, too.”

Soon Lizzie finished her bottle.  As Charlie was burping her, he felt his phone buzz.  

He presumed Nick had sent another picture to the group chat, so he took out his phone to mute the notifications in anticipation of the onslaught of replies.  Instead, it was a text from Tori.

Tori: i’m doing the shopping today, so let me know if you want me to bring anything else for dinner tomorrow

Charlie: will do

Tori: how was the first night? you doing okay?

Charlie took a picture of himself and Lizzie and attached it to his message.

Charlie: yeah, we’re doing okay

[whateverisbeautiful]

♥️ Ranking Richonne

#11: I See Things (S3E12)

Something I appreciate so much is that Richonne's journey is a love story, not a fairytale. Their story feels grown and grounded, healthy, and realistic, while also feeling perfect and aspirational between two flawed people doing their best in a broken world. And through each season of their slow burn, we got to organically watch the many building blocks of what makes their love so genuinely strong and special. So I cherish these early moments that laid Rick and Michonne's foundation, especially here in my favorite scene from the masterpiece OG Richonne ep that is Clear...

Rick, Michonne, and Carl pack up to leave King County after a stellar episode with both Rick and Morgan’s storyline and Carl and Michonne’s storyline. The acting was superb all across the board in this ep. 👏🏽

The three really do look like a family as they pack up and head out. And in their own ways, this scene has Carl and Rick both telling Michonne...

I love that it just took one trip for Carl to be completely warmed up to Michonne. And he admits this in the best possible way to his dad. Because Rick, in such a dad way, asks if everything went okay with her, and again, I always feel like Rick really really wants the answer to be yes because deep down he knows he wants Michonne around.

And to me, it isn’t just Rick asking if everything went okay on their trip but if everything is okay with Michonne as a whole. This episode was about Rick and Carl beginning to truly accept Michonne and learn that not only does she not have a problem, but in fact she is the beautiful solution to so much in their life. 

It’s also just great to watch this scene back knowing Rick is asking Carl about the woman who will become his wife and mother to all three of his children. 🥰

And then I will forever love Carl saying, “I think she might be one of us.” Just the absolute best. 😭 That statement is the gospel truth too. And it’s so meaningful because of how much Michonne will end up being not just a vital member of tf but a true blue member and matriarch of the Grimes family.

Michonne truly belongs in this group and this Grimes family, and I love that intuitive little Carl picked up on that so quickly. That seal of approval from him is huge because it allows Rick to feel like he can slowly but surely stop fighting the clear undeniable connection between himself and Michonne. 

I also absolutely love Rick’s dramatic reaction to Carl saying Michonne is one of them. He can’t hide that this is great news to him, and you know Rick's extra side is so loved by me. 😋

Rick acts taken aback and asks, "What?" and I think part of it is actually being surprised that Carl made such a big statement because he could have just said 'yeah she was cool' but instead Carl lets him know she’s truly meant to be with them. And also part of the reaction is because our man Rick has for sure been catching some sorta feelings, even if just the earliest stages of attraction.

I know Rick's happy to hear his son likes her as much as he deep down wants to like her too. Also I really don't think Rick would be having a low-key tickled reaction like this over just any newcomer getting a good report.

Then Carl is just the cutest when he gives a little laugh and tells Rick "Everything went okay." This is all just so precious, especially after Michonne helped Carl retrieve a photo of his family all while planting the seed of Grimes 2.0 at the very same time.

And think about it - this moment is occurring so freshly after losing his mom. Carl probably hasn’t had many smiling moments since then, so I know it means the world to Rick to see that Carl and Michonne bonded and that she brought some joy back into his son's life. She's the best. 🥰

Then, because our lovely leading man is always expressive when it comes to his kids and Michonne, Rick has the biggest smile hearing this.

And again, we gotta be so for real for a second because this smile from him is not just cuz it in-general worked out with a newcomer. I feel this is specific to Michonne. Because like I said, Rick really wanted Michonne to check out (partly so he could keep checking her out🤭) and so he’s really glad to hear that she more than did.

I love that even this early, Michonne is putting smiles on Rick and Carl’s faces. After everything they’ve been through leading up to this ep, it’s refreshing to see.

So Rick is happy, but then he pauses as tho he’s seeing something - likely Ghost Lori. And my theory has long been that Ghost Lori stayed showing up in moments like these to let Rick know his soulmate had now arrived and he should get with Michonne, just like Lori got with her soulmate while Rick was in a coma.💁🏽‍♀️ 😋

Like I just know in this moment Lori's ghost was looking at Rick like...

It’s interesting how we the audience don’t see what he’s hallucinating like we have in other episodes. I like this choice tho because in just seeing Rick staring off it shows how much Michonne was able to read and understand him.

Like all Rick was doing was standing there, and from the outside looking in, it could easily be missed that he was having another hallucination - but Michonne knew Rick was having a moment of seeing things cuz she gets him. Always has. 😌

So Michonne notices it right away and her look of care and concern is really sweet. Throughout the series, Michonne so often looks at Rick like her heart is tugged by this honorable man in all his humanness.

I also love that she brings it up. She could’ve just noticed him seeing things and not said anything, especially because it’s personal and they're still mostly strangers. But this choice to bring it up immediately established that she and him can talk on a deeper level, even this early in the relationship.

And it shows Rick that he doesn’t have to feel misunderstood or ashamed for these episodes he's been having. Someone else sees it, and not only that - relates to it too.

So she gently asks if he saw something and Rick silently looks surprised that she could tell exactly what was happening.

Michonne says, "I know you see things - people." And then in one of the first examples of Richonne doing their signature thing of leveling with each other through being vulnerable, she tells Rick she used to talk to her dead boyfriend. Saying reassuringly, “It happens.” I repeat, Michonne is the best. 👑

It is lovely to see Michonne open up about this, and I love how innately she knew she could share this with Rick. We saw in a s3 scene by a fire with Michonne and Andrea that Michonne was not the type to fully open up about her past family, and yet here with Rick she's willing to share something personal and offer up this part of herself. It just further suggests that Rick and Michonne have a different and uniquely intrinsic connection. And I repeat - they trusted each other before they knew they trusted each other.

It’s also sweet that Michonne is willing to be vulnerable to help Rick feel less alone. This is such a big reason why their union is so special. With each other, they're never in it alone.

They are cut from the same cloth and understand each other deeply. And despite living in a world that would suggest you should always have your guard up, I love that Michonne and Rick instead allowed themselves to open up to each other, slowly but surely. 🥰

Also, more and more, I realize that the making of Richonne was actually so obvious from season 3 forward, and especially here in Clear.

Like this episode really plants the seed of Rick, Michonne, and Carl becoming a whole family because that family theme runs all throughout.

I mean even just the fact that the episode takes place in Rick and Carl's old hometown, bringing only Michonne on this run where she gets to gain insight into the past of her future husband and son, R&M essentially co-parenting together when Michonne offers to go with Carl to get the crib, and then Carl wanting the family photo and needing Michonne's help to retrieve it, and then Michonne finally opening up a bit about her family.

Richonne was looking like Morgan's apartment in this ep because, honey...

So then Rick is quiet for a sec after Michonne addresses him seeing things and letting him know it happens, and I know deep down he appreciates this moment from her. It's a rare moment of someone looking at him not to lead or provide an answer but simply to know he's not crazy or on his own.

And then Rick definitely gets flirty as he asks her if she wants to drive. (and again, letting Michonne drive is another establishment of trust) Also, I just love that throughout their pre-canon era, Michonne is the one Rick most wanted to be sociable with from team family.

I adore this scene for being the first moment of flirting between them as he asks if she wants to drive and she smiles and says "yeah." Rick then says "good" and takes the scene to new levels of adorable with his playful flirty energy when he adds, “Cuz I see things”  and hands her the keys to his heart and the car. 😊

It’s a nice way for him to admit Michonne was right that he sees things but still keep things light. And it's adorable how quickly Rick would go into flirtation mode with Michonne, even this early on.

(Side note: Y'all sometimes I used to want a body language expert who has never seen TWD to analyze these pre-canon Richonne scenes because I just know they'd confirm that Rick and Michonne's pre-canon moments read as more than platonic. But truly there is no body language expert needed for it to be known that Rick's energy is flirtatious here.)

And same for Michonne's energy afterward because I love how she smiles as she holds the keys and watches him go. #SmittenKitten 😋

They’re both real fond of each other, y’all. Even in season 3. Like this moment lets you know Rick and Michonne really do have “common interests” lol.

And while of course Rick and Michonne are still on their own individual healing journeys atp so they aren't yet aware that they're meant to be, it's still nice that in this scene they at least now know they like each other as people.

I love that Michonne who can read people so well, knew Rick was a good man doing his best in this world as a leader and father, and as she closes the trunk she looks like she knows she might have found her new home with these people, which I love that for her. 🙌🏽

This beautiful scene is just such a great and foundational moment in Rick and Michonne's love story and gives an excellent peek into how their dynamic will be going forward as they evolve into a husband and wife. 👏🏽

And how spoiled are we that Gimple was planting the Richonne seeds back when he was writing for Season 3 (before Richonne's journey had even aired for us to see), and now here we are 11 years later with Scott, Danai, and Andy having created a whole miniseries dedicated to Richonne and constantly confirmed to be an epic love story. 🤩🥳🤗

Like this is me and every Richonners' energy for a reason lol...

I'm forever thankful to Danai, Andy, and Scott for loving Richonne like we do and returning to give Rick and Michonne Grimes closure. And I'm grateful that we stan a married ship that always flourishes within the actual franchise. #WinningSinceTheBeginning 🥰

There's also just something so poetic about the fact that way back during the season 3 Clear days, Scott said Danai was able to pick up on the Richonne trajectory because she was a writer - and now we'll have the privilege to watch a whole TOWL episode written by the illustrious talent Danai, herself, as she gets to help shape the final chapter of Richonne's years-long love story. What. A. Journey. 😭🙌🏽

So as the classic and fitting 'Home' song concludes this phenomenal 3.12 ep and the three drive away, it shows how these three entered that town as strangers and left as a family more than they could ever imagine. They didn't know it entirely yet, but after Clear, Rick, Michonne, and Carl were on pace to become home to each other.

Imo, Richonne was written in the stars from the moment they laid eyes on each other at at that prison fence. But after Clear, it was set in stone, with no going back, that Richonne was bound to happen. They were too perfect together, too much passion and attraction emitting from them in these early stages for it to not eventually blossom into more.

Rick and Michonne were destined to be Mr. and Mrs. Grimes. And heartwarming scenes like this just made that so, well, clear. 😌🤍

[goldenlionprince]

Join me in the christmas story procrastination mode!

💡 what's a fun idea you had that you didn't have time to get to? 🏅 what are you most proud of accomplishing? 🪅 brag about any project you want to! tell us why we should be reading it RIGHT NOW!!! 🎁 hype up one of your writing buds! what of theirs did you enjoy this year? 💞 HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

story procrastination 🙌🙌🙌 thank you!!! 🫶

💡 what's a fun idea you had that you didn't have time to get to?

the jilypad serial killer AU where, in a world where the ministy has fallen in the first war, just like it does in the second, and the members of the order have to go into hiding, James, Sirius and Lily pick off Death Eaters one by one as a payback for doing the same to the order. just unhinged murderers leaving bloody smiley faces on the crime scene (so very fun xD sorry)

there is also the vampire!Sirius and vampire!Lily trying to nibble at wizard-living-in-the-woods-cottagecore-style!James

🏅 what are you most proud of accomplishing?

that I managed to write stories for all the days of @prongsfootweekarchive and @jilypadweek! it's been a while since I have written anything at all so getting back into it AND managing all I wanted to do was kind of nice

🪅 brag about any project you want to! tell us why we should be reading it RIGHT NOW!!!

taking this to brag about the Christmas story I should be editing (I know it's not posted yet but there is a snippet)

7k of Prongsfoot at 29/30, waking up on the morning of Christmas Eve after a drunken night spent together and deciding why not keep this up for the Holidays? No one has to be alone, win-win.

Be prepated for Holiday cuteness, fuff and love, James' parents being alive and well, Peter being a (rat)dad of two so Prongsfoot uncle cuteness is a thing, everyone is a little shit, there is a Christmas market and a happy ending!

Ho Ho Ho (Bring A Bottle of Booze) will come on Monday, December 23rd to an AO3 near you!

🎁 hype up one of your writing buds! what of theirs did you enjoy this year?

There were SO MANY good stories. I'm in awe of all of your talent out there but here are a few that come to mind at the top of my head:

Prongsfoot:

of romance and locker rooms by @gracelesslady23 what's not to love about Sirius and James making out in a broom closet and realizing feelings?

Nightingale by @groundzero-v fighting Death Eaters and cleaning up battle wounds, you say 👀I'm here for that, always

Sip Happens by @eastwindmlk bartender Sirius is hot, okay? I get James. I really, really get him. He's one lucky guy, really, getting a kiss out of him

Journey by @lovelymasks Sirius coming back home after being away for a long time for Doctors Without Borders (smart, capable, selfless Sirius, hello my darling). James' ‘Major W. Anker’ sign at the airport pick up will always be my favourite

Professor Black by @mycupofrum delicious age gap AU done so very right

Jilypad:

A Midnight's Change by @jmagnabo92 Sirius thinks James and Lily might eventually tire of their friends with benefits situation. they very much won't. happy new year!

two for devine, three for magic by @eastwindmlk What can I say, I just love Sirius staying with the Potters. Also never will be over Moody telling them to practice safe sex

In the middle by @mycupofrum James and Sirius getting over a treesome that got a little too insense my getting even more intense is just everything (more prongsfoot centric)

Like slow cooking a lobster by @padfootastic Half dead first time parents James and Lily are hilarious. I love how it's not perfect and smooth sailing for them and how much Sirius fits into their little family and helps and I can't wait (I will wait patently forever) for the next chapter

💞 HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Thank you!🥰 I hope you have one as well!

[aettuddae]

welcome to another episode of business matter updates with chiro !

fair warning, the episode may not be as entusiastic as the others cuz ur favouring host is sick and tired : <

LETS START STRONG WITH OUR FIRAT UPDATE FOR THE DAY

taylor swift was seen asking about idol serim from oe during her tour. fans suspect that its either a collab or a dating announcement is going to be launched soon

idol serim was seen following karina of sm around inkigayo like a lost puppy, funs suspect a love triangle between swift, jang and yu.

minji of new skirts was seen talking to serim who was then dragged by her rumoured girlfriend karina. a heated glaring session went on between the new skirt and suppernora leaders.

kpop fans all over twitter came together to express concern and shock over how serim is so bitchfull yet so bitchless at the same time.

serim was seen playing games on ningning's phone. the cute interaction left knetz in awe. (its me, im knetz)

the rumour of minnie dating a man got solidified as another dm between the idol and her mystery man got leaked. minnie was seen acting like a 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴.

karina was seen having mental breakdowns atleast five different times in the duration of a day which lead to mys sending protest trucks to sm.

a weird woman was seen crying outside the jyp buliding while talking about a manhwa?? local police issued another warning and instructed local public to not come near the jyp building at night.

rumours have been spreading all around the kpop scene about karina and serim actually being a married couple who are going through a divorce. this rumour has been getting backed up by the n number of clips of karina glaring at serim.

last but not the least, local woman was seen having a breakdown and vrying while reading the last chapter. she reported that she felt a strong violent urges towards karina and that her wife serim deserves better. (im local woman)

can we appreciate chiro doing this every single update, truly another level of dedication, love u chiro 🫂 also, hope you get better, sweetheart, take care of yourself !!

NOT SERIM PULLING TAYLOR SWIFT TOO ?? sagittarius sweethearts. shut up, this is the most unexpected love triangle to come out of business matter (or is it?) and i totally support it

who won the new skirts vs suppernora staring contest make your bets

never have i ever seen a woman pull so many women and scare them away so fastly, it's truly admirable

chiro you have too many jobs what do u mean you're a knet now

she's a certified FREAK, she likes bald men

red velvet members, the two exos remaining, some ncts going into sm building and seeing a bunch of protest trucks that read "why is karina acting insane AGAIN? don't know what you did, but i know it's your fault, sm" and just thinking it's normal

ryujin take your things and runaway, the cops are coming

my favorite marriage in crisis 🥰

NOW YOU'RE ALSO LOCAL WOMAN? HOW MANY PERSONALITIES DO YOU HAVE?

[gyuluttony]

heyyy, when you get the time, could you write that Mingyu fic we were talking about? I’m thinking Mingyu starts off athletic as he is, but maybe due to an injury he takes times off and then starts gaining weight. DK first starts off just by comforting him and cooking for Mingyu which leads to his gain.

would love if you could make him as large/fat as you’re comfortable with, and show how he then struggled with choreo/fitting into his outfits. The members have to adapt their choreo for him, DK also starts to gain weight 🥰

hehe i'm on a mingyu high atm so let's go back to my namesake for some gluttony from my favourite gyu... i'm going to change up some stuff for this to keep it fresh as well but i hope you enjoy it!

Bulk Clause

This is a feederism fic and features weight gain and unintentional weight gain. Don't like, don't read.

Getting the ink dry on the contracts took such a burden off the chests of just about everyone within their team that it was worth celebrating. Not many people would have expected a group as large as thirteen members to renew their contract, but as it turned out, not every group had a Mingyu who fought tooth and nail to make sure that it turned out okay and that the family that they made was not going to be torn about by different reasons.

These terms that would have stumped even more established groups for temptation reasons were nothing at the willpower of a man who made sure they stood resolute and as a single team, fighting for clauses that benefitted them as a collective as opposed to swaying them in separate directions.

The glasses of beer clunk together as they cheered, Mingyu feeling some rough pats on his back as he giggled from the feeling. It stung a little bit because all the guys tended to be rough knowing he was more than capable of taking a hit or two but following the hectic nature of the renewing of a contract, he welcomed something to bring him back to this reality that they lived in.

"Oi, Mingyu." He turned his head to Seungcheol as he smiled, "Good thing we fought for that clause about our workouts, right?" The smile only grew wider as the plates full of food were delivered without a second thought, filling the table with delicious foods that were unthinkable before. From that small little green room where they had to sneak bites, they were no longer restrained to just about everything that they ate and Mingyu's eyes sparkled while his mouth watered, not even sure what to take first.

Jeonghan leaned his head on Mingyu's shoulder as he patted his arm, "Since we can actually eat now, you can probably bulk better. I know that some other idols have been doing that lately. And you already like working out."

He squeezed the bicep curiously, smiling when Mingyu shied away, "Ah, hyung..." The whine slipped out of him as Jeonghan laughed before pushing a plate to him, "I'm not used to seeing this much in front of me. I remember sneaking bites of food that Seungkwan brought for everyone after his schedules."

Seungkwan was chewing some of the chicken that they got while nodding at Mingyu's comment, "That's in the past now. We got through it so now, we can do what we want." Mingyu began to eat rather quickly, almost like he was scared it was some sort of joke.

Chan leaned on the table, smiling playfully, "Make sure you get your fill before Mingyu and Wonwoo hyung take everything back to their place." Mingyu shot him a look before he was placated by Chan passing over a plate of food that he was eyeing anyways before digging in.

"Even if we take everything back, I'm sure Mingyu will meal prep it into something else anyways." By the sound of Wonwoo's tone, he basically expected it so Mingyu was already making a mental note to make something that they'd both like out of what they brought back.

One of the clauses on their new contract was that members have full discretion of their diets. This was something that they had to fight rather hard on but it was worth the battle. A lot of the members struggled with their own body image following the strict rules with eating that were imposed on them while they were growing and with this clause, it gave them free reign to heal from what they came from.

Some of the members that came to mind were the ones who had already taken steps to better their relationship with food and everything in that avenue, but it also benefitted the ones who frequented the gym. Without any restrictions on their diet, it was possible to properly bulk and cut so they could get a more muscular frame. It wasn't something that was common in the industry in favour of a leaner build but it was gaining a lot of popularity.

Today was, of course, a cheat day. This was made clear before Mingyu and Seungcheol began to stuff their faces with whatever was in reach. It continued throughout the night, celebrating, feasting, cheering and reminiscing on old times. Mingyu had to tune in and out, discretely rubbing his bloated abs underneath his shirt. They had all eaten their fill but Mingyu and Seungcheol probably had eaten a fair share of everything on the table.

The problem with diets though when dealing with muscle gain was that starting the cut was always difficult. So many different things were delayed for the sake of a cheat day and Mingyu lost track of how many times Seungcheol suggested to get a meal together. Most of the time, it ended with them too full to even properly work out, promising that they'd go the next day. It was just hard to say no when the food was good and their workout days lined up anyways.

At the very least, it was good to know that the eating and not restricting his habits was working out. His arms looked rather beefy and were bigger than ever before. Flexing these days was something of a lethal weapon when he was wearing short sleeves, their fans immediately noticing how his arms were.

They also noticed some other changes. More talks on social media that he was coming for Seungcheol's position for the best ass in the group. Some of the shots they got of them rehearsing surprised Mingyu, moving his hands to his ass and feeling the way fat started to yield to his touch, a lot more than before. But, he wasn't sure what to think when his belly was trending on other apps for when he raised his shirt in choreo.

Sure, it was starting to push down on the waistband, but he was bloated that day. Eating most of the snack table clear wasn't for the faint of heart. But, it was enough to let him know that his new habits of counting everything as a cheat meal was a consequence so he planned to dial it back. Lifting his weights in the gym with Seokmin was nice, an unexpected company to help him during upper body workout days.

He was trying to lift a weight that was heavier than usual and Seokmin lingered behind him, feeling the body heat of the other on his back while cheering, "C'mon, Mingyu! I can do this in my sleep! What's taking you so long!" He huffed in annoyance as he started to raise the heavy dumbbells, "You're not doing many sets, c'mon! Just a little more."

He reached the height of his rep and was going to hold for a moment before, he felt hands on his sides, the budding love handles being squeezed, "Oh, maybe this is what's making it harder for you to get everything up. You're getting soft, Mingyu~" It was said in a mocking tone but the more fatal miscalculation was scaring Mingyu to the point where he dropped the weight, landing on his toe as he yelped in pain.

They usually had their back and forths but it was sad to see Seokmin pacing around the waiting room, blaming himself for the injury. "It's fine, Seokmin. I should have held a better grip on the weights anyways!" He smiled nicely, coaxing out a small bit of the other man's sunshine smile which got him to loosen up.

He helped him get to the bed, arm slung around his shoulder before the doctor explained that Mingyu was going to be fine, just needed a cast for a little while to make sure everything healed correctly. Mingyu, after knowing the other man for as long as he did, could feel the concern dripping from his eyes. He rolled his eyes, "It's fine, Seokmin... I'm used to doing most of this stuff anyways."

The surprise was prevalent on his face when it was held by cheeks that were softer than he remembered as he poked one to confirm his suspicions. His face seemed to be a little softer than usual. It'd be a little hard to start a diet with minimal motion lest he injure himself and need more recovery time. They had a comeback planned so the less chance of hurting himself the better.

So, he innocently accepted Seokmin's offer to help him out. Wonwoo was quick to accommodate his roommate but if he left the cooking up to him, it was going to be ramen until he was recovered and he'd probably need to make it anyways some nights that Wonwoo would be gaming for a while.

He knew that Seokmin was working on his cooking but the last thing that he expected was how good for each and every bite, not leaving until he cleaned the plate. Even Wonwoo had been managing these meals well, eating just as much as Mingyu before calling it quits to get back to his game and music producing. Although, the portions were getting slightly bigger with each passing day as Mingyu and Wonwoo ate whatever Seokmin provided, whose skills improved with all the positive words from the ones he was cooking for.

At first, Mingyu was only aware of smaller things... and it couldn't really concern him. The way that couch groaned when Wonwoo parked on it, his heavyset frame making chairs creak as he looked rather alarmed as it happened. How he balanced a bowl on his belly to make sure it was easy to reach while gaming or how his phone scrolling seemed to have a shlef that was soft enough for someone to lie on. And he did one time following Seokmin's meal, too lethargic to make it to his bed, falling asleep on the couch with his fattened hyung. It was hard to notice how he was stuffed with so much food he could barely breathe when Wonwoo's tummy was plump and soft even with him eating the same amount. Probably some of the best sleep he's had in a while.

He even noticed the belly pooching on the apron that Seokmin wore, tying it underneath the gut so that it almost showed off a little more pronounced. Those thighs that filled nearly every pair of pants to near bursting was starting to truly strain the seams and after a couple of teasing slaps, he could confirm that he felt a lot bigger than he used to. Perhaps all that sampling was catching up to him.

But, Mingyu didn't realize how he was the biggest in a way that wasn't just referring to his height. No longer could his stomach be called abs with how much his gut led the way with every step. His new unconscious habit of scratching his gut underneath his hirt or rubbing it following one of Seokmin's dinners.

What really brought it home was when he worked out. The compression shirt could barely squeeze over his plump chest and Wonwoo certainly was enjoying the scenario. Almost like a puppy trying to get out of a box but with a lot more jiggling involved as the trackpants he wore to the gym were no longer functional, losing the battle against Mingyu's fatter ass.

He only realized that he had properly put on weight was when Soonyoung grabbed his gut in the practice mirror, adorned in a black tank top that continually rode up every time Mingyu so much as moved. He shook the fat and Mingyu whined, "Ah, hyung, stop!" He caught the way his fat body completely shielded him as he felt a shiver down his spine.

A comment followed as Soonyoung rolled his eyes, "Mingyu, even if I stop jiggling it, it won't stop. You've gotten big." Being called big isn't something foreign... but in this context, he couldn't help but huff, face a little warm. Soonyoung moved into a hug, arms squishing his plump body, "You're nice to hug... but no one really has a belly as big as yours so syncing is a little hard right now."

It seems everyone was enjoying the eating whatever they wanted clause but Mingyu's hand rubbed his belly curiously, biting his lip when he shakes it curiously. He was the biggest in the room, but everyone had put on their own weight. Mingyu couldn't help the way that he felt his gut fall out of his shirt and jiggled with the movements of the choreo or the way that he felt out of breath with one of the beginning combos.

This was probably the opposite of what was expected of him and he couldn't deny the excitement. Seokmin had stayed surprisingly silent the matter, lifting his shirt up and shocking Mingyu with the size of a gut that stood out, always remaining hidden in the bagginess of his clothes. It'd take some time to move with the new weight but given how he continually caught Seokmin's eyes move to him, watching how his body seemed to dance with the additional adipose that he put on, he had a feeling that he'd need to get used to dancing with even more.

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"Yah, Mingyu, you can't just double your waist size since we measured you! Your fans might like the weight, but consider the sylists!" He chuckled meekly after the first week of promotions, rubbing his belly as he smiled.

"Sorry, unnie... I just finished a protein shake, so I'm a little full." His eyes caught Seokmin's who looked away, almost ashamed. Mingyu smiled, seeing the way that he ducked out of his eyes contact. Considering the shake was shared between both of them, it was hard not to look at the way Seokmin's belly spread out onto his lap comfortably, straining the stage outfit that they designed for him.

The fans seemed to adore how comfortable they looked and Mingyu has gained more fans as quickly as he gained weight, saying that it made him more approachable. Plus, the constant influx of food gifts was contributing to why these stage outfits didn't even make their way onto his blubbery figure.

He felt a pat on his rotund behind as Seungcheol walked past him, "Make sure you get your fill before we go out. Going on stage hungry is a lot of work." The leader walked away, undoing the string on his torso, a large sigh leaving as his gut filled the space before Mingyu looked at himself in the mirror, a smile filling his face.

It wasn't the sort of bulk that he planned, but doing it with people he knew he could trust to support him made it easier to grow... and as long as he stayed mobile, it was enough. Although, he could go for a few extra pounds. He was reaching a personal record for the bench press.

Even if he couldn't even see his form beyond how high his gut sat on the bench.

[ticklinglady]

You know, I find it to be truly fun to think about connections of various writers and wonder how those might play out in the story, however then I remember that Asagiri himself isn't particularly interested in doing this, aside from some exceptions. For better or for worse, which is a matter of preference, he truly creates an entirely new story with some references to the real people, despite using their names and alluding to their works. Usually I'm rather cool with that, "Let the man go wild, he's awesome! 🥰", however sometimes I can't help, but feel like it results in some missed opportunities for the story. If you name characters after real people, might as well play with the allusions to them a little more. Here are just some examples of the connections between the real writers, that I am aware of, yet they played no role in the BSD at all:

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was the student of Natsume Soseki and loved his teacher dearly - zero interactions between the two during the story

Q/Yumeno Kyusaku was quite a huge fan of Edogawa Ranpo and Edogawa later became the benefactor of the writer - zero interactions between the two during the story

Tayama Katai and Mori Ogai became acquaintances during the Russo-Japanese war and spent lots of time talking with one another while at it - zero interactions between the two during the story

Edogawa Ranpo was the first person to translate and introduce Lovecraft's writings in Japan - zero interactions between the two during the story

Akutagawa Ryunosuke loved Poe's works and translated them into Japanese - zero interactions between the two during the story

Nathaniel Hawthorne and Herman Melville were great friends and Melville adored Hawthorne so much, that it influenced the creation of "Moby-Dick" a lot and from what I have seen many people say he was actually in love (maybe the writer was indeed in love with him, but I am afraid, I'm not qualified enough to talk about this. Feel more than free to add info to the post) - zero interactions between the two during the story

H. P. Lovecraft was quite a fan of Edgar Allan Poe and his works were heavily influenced by him - zero interactions between the two during the story

Nikolai Gogol and Alexander Pushkin were great friends and influenced each other a lot - zero interactions between the two during the story

Fyodor Dostoevsky was one hell of a fanboy of Alexander Pushkin and even had the honor to give an official speech at the anniversary of the latter's death - zero interactions between the two during the story

And etc.

I mean, don't you guys think it would have been interesting to see Mori and Katai interact, given Katai's heavy dislike for the mafia? Hell, Mori might have even been made the main reason behind Katai's strong emotions! And then there's the situation with Akutagawa and Natsume. I find it to be truly surprising that Mori and Fukuzawa were made Natsume's students in the BSD, yet the person who was actually Natsume's student in real life hasn't even talked to him so far. Nathaniel and Melville are actually part of the same organization, yet there's nothing about it, though to be fair, the Guild members suffer from the lack of screentime in general. But just imagine if there was a tragic love story between the two instead of the one we got with Margaret arffufgbh. However, like I said in the beginning, it's a matter of preference. The story still works on its own and Asagiri still gives us from time to time such interesting references so in general I am very content and happy X3 I'm just saying here my thoughts on how fun it would have been, if he had gone even further

[petalouda85]

Birth

Fandom: Blades of Light and Shadow 2

Pairings: Tyril x f!human!MC (Kassandra)

Word count: 1.4k

Concept: Kade, Imtura, and Mal wait for news of the newest member of their family

Tags: @liviusofpella, @megas-choices, @starlight-starfury, @dutifullynuttywitch, @thosehallowedhalls @choicesficwriterscreations

AO3 link: x

A/N: Finally. The fic I’ve wanted to post for a very long time. I can finally reveal the name for Baby Starfury 🥰 after the emotional rollercoaster of Forever (in my Mind), you guys deserve a fluffy treat. Enjoy.

Reading had always been easy for Kade. Almost as easy as breathing. He could grab any tome and easily be lost in the words, his mind taken to places far away and times long gone, it all brought to life with his imagination. Tonight, however, it was hard to concentrate as his mind constantly drifted towards the cabin near to where he sat, his stomach twisting with the knowledge of what was happening inside. He tried to listen for any noise coming from the home, despite knowing it was pointless; Nia and Tyril had made sure of that.

Unable to focus on his book, Kade looked towards the other two that kept him quiet company in the homestead. Mal practiced a few quick movements with his dagger, stabbing into an imaginary foe, while Imtura stood off to the side, aiming and hurling her axes into a nearby tree, the bark splitting more each time. Boredom could rationalize their weapon practice, but Kade knew better.

A few weeks prior, when everyone had finally arrived in Riverbend, the villagers warned them of a group of elves that had recently traveled through. While no direct questions were asked, their apparent interest in the “Hero of Morella” had set off alarm bells in everyone and precautions were taken.

When Kassandra went into labor, Nia and Tyril had cast a spell over the clearing, masking the homestead, and then a silencing spell over the cabin. Once the door shut behind them, Mal and Imtura had pulled their weapons closer, ready to be grabbed at the first sign of trouble. Several hours had passed since then, the high afternoon sun now replaced by a bright moon; Kade reckoned it was past midnight already.

He snapped his book shut and leaned forward with a great sigh, rubbing his eyes and face trying to relieve the tension and growing exhaustion.

“I can’t believe I’m going to be an uncle.” He said softly. He must’ve been louder than he thought because in a split second, Mal stood before him.

“You and me both, buddy.” The rogue said, sitting down next to him. “It’s happening and I still have trouble wrapping my head around it. Elf boy and kit are going to be parents. Who would’ve thought the wet blanket and the life of the party would ever reach this point.”

“It is hard to wrap your head around it all.” Kade said. “For so long, it was just me and my sister. Now she’s having a baby.” He let out a weak chuckle. “It’s stupid to think so but, part of me is scared that she’ll forget me; a child takes priority after all.”

“I wouldn’t worry about that.” Imtura said, pulling her axe from the tree before joining the two men. “I’ve travelled with Kassandra long enough to know that she’d never forget you or any of us. We’re all her family and nothing’s gonna change that, not even a new tiny landrat.”

“Would be nice if the little tyke made headway.” Mal said, letting out a loud yawn. “All this doing nothing is making me tired.” His yawn was replaced with a yelp when Imtura slapped him across his head. “Hey!”

“You can’t rush these things.” She scolded. “The tyke gets here when they get here. And that could be in the next 5 minutes or in the next few hours. Hells, little guy could already be here and Kassandra’s just not up for visitors right now. We just got to wait.”

“I know, I know! Doesn’t mean I can’t complain about the waiting. It’s not like we got a lot to do besides that and there’s only so many fake guys I can stab.”

“I’d offer a book, but I get the sense neither of you are readers, even when faced with endless boredom.” All three laughed.

“We’ll leave the reading to you, kid.” Mal stood up from the bench and pulled forth a deck of cards from his pocket. “Up for a game?” He asked the orc, who smiled.

“Always. Be ready to lose.” The two found a patch of grass to sit on and began their game. Kade watched them half-heartedly for a moment before opening his book once more, trying his best not to nod off.

He shut his eyes briefly and when he opened them next, his face was glued against the cover of the book and his back was stiff from the hard bench. With a groan, he sat up, a thin blanket falling off him. Looking around him, he found Imtura and Mal also asleep in the grass, their card game replaced by a now extinguished fire, and the birds singing their morning song as the sun’s beams began to peak through the trees. He stretched his back and checked the state of the cabin, finding the spell still on it, before moving towards his slumbering companions.

“Rise and shine.” Kade said as Mal woke up.

“Morning already? Nothing yet?”

“Nothing yet.” Kade moved to wake Imtura next. Soon, the three sat down for a silent breakfast, ready for the prospect of another day of waiting. After their quick meal, Kade returned to the bench and grabbed his book, ready to try reading it yet again, when a magical hum came from the cabin. He immediately abandoned the tome, jumping to his feet when some low noises could be heard from inside. The door clicked open, and everyone ran to it as Nia appeared in the frame, looking frazzled and tired. Despite her weary state, the priestess was smiling.

“Everything’s fine.” She quickly said, seeing the worry on their faces. “Mom and baby are doing fine. They were born just after midnight. They’re all cleaned up and have already been resting for some time.”

“Midnight? But-“ Mal began to protest but Imtura gave him another slap. The priestess fought down a snicker at his incredulous look before she opened the door a bit wider.

“You can come in but only for a little while; Kassandra’s still very tired.”

Kade ran in first, finding Aderyn preparing some food in the kitchen. He quickly sent her a grateful smile before dashing towards the bedroom, the others on his heels. The moment he stepped into the entrance way, he froze.

Mal unceremoniously bumped into him, but any complaint was quickly gone when the three heard the soft gurgling noises coming from the little bundle resting in Kassandra’s arms.

She was lying in bed, looking exhausted and worn out. Tyril, seated in a chair next to the bed, appeared exhausted as well but both were staring down at the bundle with immeasurable love and affection in their eyes. The two looked up as the visitors slowly entered the room.

“Hi.” Kassandra said, her eyes brimming with tears, before looking down at her child. “Look who’s here.”

Kade stood frozen in place for a moment, alternating his gaze between his sister and the child in her arms, before rushing to the bed and embracing her tightly, tears forming in his eyes.

“I’m so proud of you.” He whispered to her. He continued holding her, hearing her sniffle before she returned the embrace

“Thank you.” He gave her a kiss on her cheek before pulling away. He then quickly turned towards Tyril and embraced him too; it took the elf a moment to return the gesture.

“Congratulations.”

“Thank you.”

Kade pulled away and sat down on the bed, watching the child with pride swelling in his chest.

“Do you want to hold them?” Kassandra asked after a while.

“Yes.”

Gently, she passed the bundle to him, the man gawking down at the baby nestled in the blanket their mother had made for them. They were beautiful, dark-skinned and a barely visible black fuzz on their head. They looked almost entirely human, if not for their ears. Granted, they were shorter than the standard elven ears but there was no denying the point at the end of them.

“Hi.” Kade said softly and in disbelief. He took their little hand, the tiny digits not even wrapping entirely around his thumb. “I’m your uncle.” He turned to look at Mal, Imtura and Nia; none had a dry eye. “And your other uncle and aunts are here too.” He looked back to the new parents, who beamed with pride as they held each other’s hand. “What’s their name?”

Tyril looked to Kassandra, who nodded.

“Everyone,” Tyril began with a proud smile, “meet our daughter, Kaya.”

[shatterstag]

I. Am. In. Love. With. Bellamy. nerdy question, but what are his stats?

OH MY GOD THIS LOVELY ASK IN MY INBOX FROM SO MANY YEARS AGO!!!! This is a billion times late but I will answer now as an excuse to start talking about My #1 Guy again!!

For current art-related context, Bellamy is my oc who ive been writing for 7 years alongside my bestie/housemate, @jacobin, who writes Indrejk, Bellamy's other half/other main character, and love interest/best friend/antagonist. We've written a billion and 50 original aus for them but recently really got into FFXIV together, and Salem came to me and said, 'I want to write a comic about them as viera bunny boys' and that was how PAWS UP came to be.

that my guy 🥰🥰🥰🥰

SO it's been like, 6 or 7 years since I played Bellamy in the dnd campaign he was originally part of (Curse of Strahd!!), that era of Bellamy still holds a special place in my heart. We got up to level 6 and did maybe two dozen sessions before my DM (who is now my said bestie/housemate/cowriter) had to put it on hiatus because of stuff, but because we loved the characters so much (Bellamy and Indrejk, his god, who was their oc-turned-pantheon-member), we just... kept working on them as original characters loosely still tied to the original dnd campaign, until eventually we took them into a completely original new setting and plot. We've never been able to settle on a name for this story, but we call it 'Canon,' and it's the ultimate expression of our writing and storytelling that maybe one day will finally get to come out of the basement and into the light of perception.

ANYWAY thats the backstory of how he was made as a character! He's very different now, in aesthetics, in vibe, in personality, in the atmosphere of the original story he's the deuteragonist/main pov in, but I still hold a special place for OG dnd Bellamy in my heart. He was originally super Bloodborne inspired, as we agreed to make a cast of super gothed up characters for the game and I was playing it at the time. He was the party's 'healer'/sub dps Grave Cleric, and I rolled him as a sun elf + Unearthed Arcana Revenant subrace. His character vision was that he was an robotic and disconcertingly alien plague doctor who would never take off his mask, and the players, both in-game as their characters AND! out-of-game as players, would have no idea what his true appearance/fantasy race was until it was revealed in game or they guessed the truth: that he was an undead revenant ghost that puppeted an empty plague doctor suit. 😈

I thought the idea of a grave cleric (who were RAW flavoured as seeing undead as abominations that must be slain and returned to the afterlife) who was actually an undead ghost trying to exist in secret among the living, was a really interesting archetype oxymoron.

this is super old art from 2018!!!!

ANYWAY here's his character sheet he was left off with at level 6!! It's very High Gothed Up for the campaign lololol. Any reference to the Hidden One is about Indrejk, who was the enigmatic evil god Bellamy/our party had gotten entangled with, and who I fell HEAD OVER HEELS FOR as a character, and who is now my oc godson. 💜💜💜

(open in a new tab because that text is tinyyy)

some things never change