#whoops this has been sitting in my drafts for a second lol

[emoclone]

TOP CHARACTER OF ALL TIME (emoclone edition)

thanks for the tag @bigcats-birds-and-books !!

here are my (mostly current) faves, in no particular order:

tagging @thelittolpinklady @transgender-scout @twinhawk and anyone else who wants to participate! (as always, no pressure!)

[hyuckiefluff]

drunk in you | mark lee

pairing: mark lee x fem!reader genre: best friends to lovers word count: 1.9k ish warnings: alcohol consumption, cursing, suggestive language, reader is down bad for mark (aren’t we all), implications of drunk sex summary: was Mark Lee’s new haircut really the drop that would tip the glass over and make you spill how you really feel about him?… Well, the haircut and also the alcohol. author's note: i’m backk!! srry for disappearing for *checks calendar* two months lol this has been sitting in my drafts since mark cut his hair aaand i wanted to post it for his bday so let’s pretend im not 3 days late! HAPPY BDAY MARKIEEE <33 it’s a bit short cuz i felt like i’d have to make a second part if i wanted to add smut to yknow fully get into it lol idk but consider this a little teaser and if it doesn’t flop I’ll post a second part :)

part 2

A sudden burst of bright light pierced through your closed eyelids, jolting you awake from the deep sleep you were in. As you gradually became aware of your surroundings, you couldn't ignore the soreness in your muscles and the strange stickiness between your legs. However, it was the foreign hand resting right on top of your ass that sent alarm bells ringing through your mind. Your eyes shot open, and regret instantly washed over you as a pulsating pain hammered at your head.

"What the fuck..." you groaned, attempting to focus your blurry vision and make sense of the situation. Upon looking around, you realized that you were in the guys' dorm, more specifically, in Mark's room...

Then it hit you like a ton of bricks.

If you were in Mark's room, then that hand... and the body it belonged to, had to be...

Oh my god, what happened last night?

8 hours earlier…

Drinking with your friends after a grueling week at uni wasn't anything out of the ordinary for you. In fact, it'd be weirder if you were cooped up at home worrying about midterm grades instead of laughing your head off at whatever Jeno just blurted out. First sign that you were drunk, the boy wasn’t even that funny. His neck and ears were flushed crimson, a clear sign that he, too, had indulged in one too many drinks. And there was Jisung, practically glued to Jeno's side, oozing a whole lot of gooey affection that he would vehemently deny once he sobered up. 

Renjun and Haechan were locked in a heated argument on the floor, their voices rising in the air over some trivial matter that would probably be forgotten by morning. Surprisingly, though, they seemed to be the least intoxicated among you. 

Meanwhile, Jaemin was frantically rummaging through the kitchen, his frustrated groans and curses echoing throughout the room. It was clear that his search for more alcohol was proving to be a fruitless endeavor.

Beside you, Chenle was on his phone, engrossed in a replay of the Warriors game. At first glance he doesn’t look drunk, but you knew better. If he were truly sober, he'd be shouting and cursing at his phone screen, venting his frustrations as his beloved team struggled to keep up. Instead, he was lazily sipping from his nearly empty cup while his glossed over eyes remained glued to the screen.

Mark Lee was the only one missing from the group. You sent him a few voice messages letting him know that if he didn’t arrive in the next 10 minutes you would eat his portion of the kimchi jiggae you’d ordered earlier. He responded within seconds with a funny GIF that showed a man running and tripping.

Mark stumbled through the door just a few minutes later. He was soaked from head to toe, his hoodie covering most of his head. He was panting and his shoes were muddy and wet, he got rid of them in the entrance and looked up, clearly out of breath.  But you were already stuffing your face with his food anyways. Whoops. 

Though as soon as he pulled down the hood a chunk of food went down the wrong pipe. You coughed uncontrollably, your chest heaving as you desperately tried to regain your breath.

"Dude!! Are you seriously eating my food?" he exclaimed.

But when he noticed your struggling state, his words trailed off, replaced by genuine worry. "Yo, are you good?" he asked, walking closer to you and patting you in the back.

You managed to nod weakly, staring up at him. 

"Why’re you so late? Oh, new haircut?" Haechan chimed in from the floor.

"Yeah... what's the verdict?" Mark asked, turning his head to the side to better show off the lines of his undercut, his gaze lingering on you. 

So many thoughts raced through your mind but you were unable to form a single word. Mark had had long hair for quite some time now, and it was you who had encouraged him to let it grow. You enjoyed styling it, braiding it, and adorning it with charms—Mark gave you the freedom to do whatever you pleased with his hair. You had grown fond of his long hair, especially after helping nurse it back to health from the damage caused by bleaching and dyeing. Yet now he was sporting short hair and an undercut with edgy designs on the side, and you couldn't help but openly ogle at him. 

He looked hot as fuck.

It’s true that you harbored feelings for Mark that went beyond friendship but you were always able to hide it well and it worked out better this way for both of you (or that’s what you liked to believe). Needless to say you liked him a lot and had for a while so the sight of his new look had sent your emotions spiraling. He showed up merely minutes ago and you already felt so weak at the knees and your brain was fuzzy even though you hadn’t drank that much yet.

"Don't like it," you muttered, hoping your words would deflect attention from the clear shift in your expression. Turning around, you sought refuge on the couch next to Chenle, placing the bowl of food aside. Your stomach was turning weirdly, making it impossible to swallow another bite.

You scolded yourself inwardly for being so dramatic. It was just a haircut. But, god, he looked so good.

In an attempt to calm yourself down, you chugged your cup with soju and let out a big groan after emptying it. The sound catching Chenle’s attention as he peered curiously from his phone. You offered him a closed-lip smile, prompting an intrigued eyebrow raise from him.

Mark was awkwardly standing on the same spot. He was a bit taken aback by your sudden coldness. He definitely picked up on your strange reaction the moment he walked through the door. But he brushed it off.

"Okaay… Well I was late 'cause I was getting the good stuff," Mark explained, his frown replaced by a grin as he pulled out a beer from the bags he was carrying.

"Let's goooo!" Jaemin yelled, returning from the kitchen right on cue as if he some sort of alcohol detector. He eagerly snatched the bags from Mark and made a kissy face to the boy.

The tension eased a bit with Jaemin's infectious enthusiasm, and you decided to not focus on whatever Mark was making you feel right now. The drinks were here, and the good times were about to roll. You made a mental note to sort out your feelings later.

~

Alcohol definitely did not make your situation better. The more you drank the harder it was to keep your thoughts at bay. Mark was now sitting on the single couch in front of you and every little expression or movement he made had you either biting your lip or pressing your thighs together.

Talking about thighs… the shorts he was wearing displayed his muscular legs in a way that was making it quite impossible for you to not devour them with your eyes. God, your brain had turned into that of a hormonal teenage boy. Were you seriously staring at his thighs and imagining how it would feel to ride them?

Haechan came over to you and filled your glass with more Soju. You downed it as soon as he was done pouring it, earning you a weird look from Chenle who had been eyeing you ever since Mark arrived. 

"Okay, what's with you?" Chenle mumbled, the words escaping his lips just loudly enough to capture everyone's attention. Considering you had the noisiest group of friends, all eyes turned your way, including Mark's.

Mark seemed to be getting tipsy; you could tell by the way his big, expressive eyes shimmered even more than usual and the faint blush that adorned his cheeks and neck.

"Hmm?" you managed to reply, your gaze still fixated somewhere on Mark's face. You were completely unaware of the intense amount of attention you were giving him, but Chenle, who was relatively more sober than both of you, picked up on it.

"You're literally looking at Mark like you want to eat him," Chenle chuckled, teasingly calling you out.

"Yeah, what's up with that?" Renjun asked, suddenly intrigued by the topic.

"I am?" you replied, sounding genuinely confused, though your heart raced with thoughts you were about to voice out loud. "Uhm… yeah I kinda do..."

An audible gasp followed, and you knew without looking that it came from Haechan.

Mark's expression remained unreadable, his half-lidded eyes locked on yours, revealing no discernible emotions. Was he weirded out? Normally, you might have felt self-conscious about blurting out something like that, but alcohol had significantly lowered your inhibitions.

"That's a wild thing to say," Haechan interjected with a mix of shock and amusement. "Do you actually wanna tap that?" He pointed at Mark, who was still gazing at you.

"Very much so," you replied nonchalantly, as if discussing the weather, even though you were openly talking about hooking up with your best friend in front of all your other best friends.

"Why don't you come here then?" Mark's words caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but notice the way he shifted, his legs spread invitingly.

You burst into laughter assuming he was only joking to tease you. However, the lack of a reaction from him made you realize he was dead serious. Your eyes locked on his own, reflecting the same desire you had been giving him just moments ago.

The idea of getting up and walking to him, straddling his lap, and kissing him flashed through your mind.

But the moment was interrupted by a voice that snapped both of you out of your trance. "Gross!" Jisung whined, hiding his face in Jeno's back, the older one lazily laughing and patting Jisung's thigh. "Okay, c'mon, I think we've all had enough to drink," he declared, getting up, with Jisung clinging to him. Chenle follow suit also giving you two a slightly disgusted stare.

"Yeah, one more drink for me, and I'm afraid the kimchi jiggae I had earlier might end up all over the carpet," Haechan chimed in, rubbing his stomach before disappearing upstairs.

Renjun also stood up and playfully messed up Mark's hair while saying, "By the way, happy birthday."

You glanced at the table clock and realized it was already 12:01. You had been so excited about Mark's birthday earlier in the day, but the alcohol and the tension between the two of you made you totally forget about it. Gathering your courage, you approached him. He remained sprawled with his legs out, but now he looked up at you, his lips slightly wet, distracting you momentarily.

"Happy birthday, silly," you smiled and awkwardly patted his head, hoping he didn't notice how you pressed your thighs together, trying to ease the uncomfortable ache between your legs.

"What did you get me?" he suddenly asked, and you blinked a few times, your brain struggling to register the extremely flirtatious tone he used.

When you didn't respond immediately, he continued, "Because I can think of one thing I want the most right now," lightly grazing your leg with his hand. You didn't flinch or move away.

"R-really? What is it?" you found yourself stuttering, a reaction that would have made you cringe if you were more sober.

"Come here, and I'll show you," he smirked and with little protest from you, he pulled you onto his lap.

a/n: i have a smut scene ready for this (well it’s in my brain but I’ll squeeze it out if u guys want that second part) soooo comment or simply like this so i know the audience wants it

also yes i did change the title of this but pls disregard that lol

© hyuckiefluff

part 2

[peachym00]

Thank you for the tag @sushisweetie 🫶🏻!! This has been sitting in my drafts for ages (whoops) but I have finally gathered 5 of my current favourite songs to share with anyone who cares to know!

(in no particular order)

5. Granite by Sleep Token

I'm not usually a fan of progressive/heavy metal but BOY does this song have me in a choke hold. The lyrics are just.. they make me want to yell into the void.

I also really like Alkaline and The Summoning, (it's 6:35 long but from 4:30 is my FAV section of the song..iykyk)

4. Dum Dum by Jeff Satur

I listen to both the Thai and English versions of his songs but this one gets played the most, probably bc my native language is English lmao. Everything about his music is just🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻 notable other faves of mine are Hide, Black Tie and Steal the Show.

3. Daechwita by Agust-D

Listen Min Yoongi is the love of my life and this song and this album got me through 2020/2021, it has a very special place in my heart and will do forever lol. I love everything he’s done so far but People, Burn it and Haegeum are my other favourites.

2. Maniac by Stray Kids

This is the song that made me google their names and spiral into a new K-pop obsession. Their discography is so impeccable and vast that I haven't made my way through all of it yet and I am WAITING FOR UK TOUR DATES PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

1. Little Girl Gone by CHINCHILLA

This is the perfect female rage song, honestly if you're angry about anything this is great. I had an unexpected person in my life last year that hurt my feelings in ways that I never saw coming and this song has been amazing at dealing with the rage I feel when I think about what they did. (sorry that got deep for a second lmao)

I never know who to tag, apologies if you've already done this and as usual there's absolutely no pressure to respond! 💕 @29daffodils @13834 @27vampyresinhermind @kinyeee @vegasandhishedgehog 🫶🏻

When you get this you have to answer with 5 of your fav songs and then tag your mutuals to do the same :) (no pressure <3)

Oooh, I was tagged by @visualtaehyun and honestly you might regret this. Welcome to my brain.

5. Jeff

Jeff Satur - Comedy (OST He She It)

I haven’t actually watched this series, but it looks devastating - I’m in. Also that is the absolute correct reaction to Jeff Satur singing to you.

4. Jeff

Jeff Satur - Why don’t you stay (English version of the KinnPorsche OST)

The number of Voice Coach Reacts videos on YouTube dedicated to this performance is - a high number, I didn’t count.

3. SILVY - and Jeff

( if you look very closely you might just see a pattern forming)

SILVY & Jeff Satur - Far

Not the official video but it officially has its own room in my heart - the right atrium is all yours acoustic version Jeff and SILVY.

2. JEFF

Jeff Satur - Dum dum (English version)

Um, go watch the live performances of this song (in Thai or English), the choreography is breaking people.

1. Not Jeff. Kidding ofc it’s Jeff. Also I have ADHD.

Jeff Satur - Black Tie

My favourite to sing along to - also Jeff in red lipstick! It’s everything I need in life.

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I realise you may have questions, like Zimmbs why the fuck are they all in English? Well that’s because I’m learning Thai. You may now have more questions. It’s a whole thing, I really need to write a post about but I’ll drop something in the notes.

Tagging @cryingatships @belladonna-and-the-sweetpeas @sushisweetie, wanna play?

[tinytieflingempire]

Wither Rose Alliance Playlist

Alright, well, this has been sitting in my drafts for... a while. To be honest, I’d kind of given up on it; I just lost motivation and had originally felt bad just posting it in the state that it’s currently in.

But, with Season 2 starting as soon as it is, I figured I might as well. Better something than nothing, right? And honestly, if anybody has suggestions for songs for me to add to it (mostly for Gem and Pearl, they’re the ones who I had the most trouble finding songs for) I’ll happily add them and credit you for the suggestion!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7eyrGrJg6cS77Nw3K1OTgv?si=a91866cef2f14234

If you’re curious, here are the songs in order, and what made me choose them!

Wither (by Rachel Rose Mitchell) - I chose it more for the name than for the song itself, but if you kinda like... squint than some of it does kinda fit? lol

Inkpot Gods (by The Amazing Devil) - okay so, at first I was just adding this for the joke of black dye coming from only squid ink or wither roses in the game... but listening to the lyrics, it does actually fit pretty well! I feel kind of like it’s Sausage and fWhip singing to/about Gem (and maybe Pearl too, i’m not actually sure if she’s fully in the alliance?), and then Gem (and maybe Pearl) singing to/about Sausage and fWhip!

Crusader (Are We There Yet (by Black Gryp0n & Baasik) - OKAY YES I KNOW IT’S SILLY BUT!!! The opening lines are literally “Three friends taking on the world together, big plans in a bigger world” and that’s so them!!! You could also say that the line “You’ve done it all from A to Z, are you trying to find your destiny?” fits them basically constantly switching ‘alignments’ (which still staying incredibly chaotic, of course lol)

One of Us (by New Politics) - just a pretty good found-family (and in my eyes I consider the alliance to be a sort of found-family) song, in my opinion :) (you could also consider this being them welcoming Pearl and/or Joey into the alliance, if that’s something that vibes with you! I mean, both of them have rooms in the “Wither Rose Alliance HQ”)

Second Family (by Patent Pending) - Again, just another pretty good found-family song, one that I definitely feels fits their vibes.

Family (by Mother Mother) - very much a roseblings and/or found family song if you include Sausage in it! Especially with the episodes after Scott froze Gem... “If you fuck with them, YOU FUCK WITH ME” (if you fuck with Gem, you’re fucking with Sausage and fWhip... and you better watch your back lol)

Soldier, Poet, King (by The Oh Hellos) - Soldier = fWhip, Poet = Gem, King = Sausage. That simple lol

Defying Gravity (cover by Caleb Hyles & Rebecca Parham) - Mostly Roseblings! Whether it be through magic or tech, they’re (metaphorically and literally) defying gravity. (I say MOSTLY Roseblings because the bit closer to the end about visions is definitely more of a Sausage bit lol)

Ready As I’ll Ever Be (from that one Tangled TV series?) - Not gonna lie, I literally only heard this song once before I started this playlist, but I saw someone else mention it as a good song for the alliance when talking about songs for Empires in general (really sorry I don’t remember who you are but!!! I appreciate the song rec lmao)

Wicked Ones (by Dorothy) - We can all agree that the Wither Rose Alliance were basically antagonists at the beginning of the series, right? Well, this song is for them back then :)

Trouble Is a Friend (by Lenka) - Gem is the singer and fWhip & Sausage are Trouble(TM)

Heathens (by Twenty One Pilots) - Again, we had to get some more Antagonistic!Wither Rose Alliance songs on here, and this song felt like it fit that vibe.

Alone Together (by Fall Out Boy) - I can’t really honestly say exactly what about this song made it feel like it fit, but it’s still here lol

Watch Me (by Icon For Hire) - Vibes for Gem and fWhip being like “whoops maybe we shouldn’t have thought sending the Codvengers into the end would be a good, fun idea” and for Sausage thinking making a deal with Xornoth was definitely not going to end poorly (lmao)

Bad Guy (by Set It Off) - this just had the right vibes. I especially like the line “I stole the moon, I made the stars align” for Gem, “I taught you how to fly” for Pearl (because she is part of the alliance!!! fuck yes), they’re little things but I can just SEE it in my head when I hear the lyrics now you know?

What Have You Done (by Within Temptation ft. Keith Caputo) - Very much Gem & fWhip at Sausage (and/or the rest of the server at the whole alliance, lol. especially the part of “it’s over now, what have you done?” in reference to fWhip stealing the Codfather Head right after they had JUST finished the war by returning the music disk)

Good For You (from the Dear Evan Hanson musical, of which this is the only thing I’ve heard from it lol) - Pearl, Gem and fWhip singing at Sausage because he’s gone all evil, Sausage internally being like “noooo what have I done :(”

Dancing With The Devil (by Set It Off) - Gem and fWhip feeling by betrayed by Sausage turning against them to become Xornoth’s champion. (”Years of us building the trust up / No love was ever enough / I’m foolish to think we were friends / It’s funny how it ends”), and then the end bit is Sausage (”You try to act as if you’re saving me / But you wouldn’t cut the rope if it was hanging me / I’m sick of people saying ‘what you sow you reap’ / ‘Cause I’ve been counting down the minutes of that so to speak”)

Blood Right (by Madame Macabre) - We’re in “this is literally just for Sausage territory” now. I’d quote lyrics but honestly the whole song is pretty good for him throughout several of his arcs!

We Have It All (by Pim Stones) - Sausage in his “Xornoth’s warlock/champion arc” (”Our hearts we have sold / For diamonds and gold / But hey, baby, take a look / We have it all”) (then him at Gem & fWhip: “There’s glory ahead but our love will be forgotten / If my heart was still mine I would go to the bottom / And apologize to you until the day it went rotten”)

Falling Inside The Black (by Skillet) - a nice edgy song for Sausage losing himself to Xornoth’s powers :) (also there’s a nice part that could be him singing to Gem & fWhip “You were my source of strength / I’ve traded everything that I love for this one thing / Stranded in the offering / Don’t leave me here like this / Can’t you hear me scream from the abyss?”)

My Demons (by STARSET) - does this even need any explanation? another song for Sausage losing himself to Xornoth.

Monster (by STARSET) - Yet another corruption-arc Sausage song (not out of that territory yet lol) (though, with the more recent episodes, this one might lean more towards having to do with the actual full separate entity that is corrupted!Sausage! (I put the song on the playlist long before that happened but like, if the shoe fits right?))

Liar (by The Arcadian Wild) - Sausage starting to have doubts about/regretting being Xornoth’s champion.

Open Your Eyes (by Aviators) - This has got to do with, like, Sausage slowly trying to regain control with the help of his friends.

UNHOLY (by The Faceplants) - More corruption-arc Sausage wanting to become uncorrupted but being unable to fight it on his own

How To Save A Life (by The Fray) - Gem working to save Sausage from Xornoth/himself. All while being worried she’s lost him for good. (some of my favorite lines from the song for them are “Let him know that you know best / ‘Cause afterall you do know best / Try to slip past his defense / Without granting innocence”. They just really made me think of them)

The Parting Glass (cover by Peter Hollands, The Fox + The Hound) - This song makes me think of the scene where Sausage is basically writing/reading out his will. (there’s no real reason I chose this cover over other versions, it’s just the one I found the fastest lol)

Coming Home - Part II / Bonus Track (by Skylar Grey) - A nice song for after Sausage gets uncorrupted. (I especially like the lines “I know my kingdom awaits / And they’ve forgiven my mistakes” for Sausage because he is a king after all)

Nightmares & Flare Guns (by Seb Adams) - This song made me think of how Sausage started getting dreams after he was freed from Xornoth’s control.

The Story That Never Starts (by Abney Park) - This song felt like it had the right vibes for Sausage’s new dream-powers and him being able to travel to alternate realities. At least to me, lol.

Broken Crown (by Mumford & Sons) - I can see this as being for Gem or Sausage, depending on how you look at it. For Gem, it’s about her not wanting to be royalty; she’s no queen, or empress, or countess- she’s a wizard, and that’s all she wants to be! For Sausage, it’s about him being done searching for power- he doesn’t want Xornoth’s corrupted magic, he doesn’t want the power of the Server Crown, he doesn’t want any of it anymore!

Brother Stand Beside Me (by Heather Dale) - Finally moving away from Sausage lol. This song is for the Roseblings! Obviously from Gem’s perspective (as fWhip would be her brother in the song).

The Rockrose and the Thistle (by The Amazing Devil) - Another Roseblings song, but this time it’s a Sad(tm) Roseblings song. (I’ll admit that it’s mostly vibes, like not really exact lyrics to scenes. Other than the bit of “And up those cliffs I climb”, that does feel like it could be a good reference point... also the “Rockrose” and “Thistle” part of the song/title makes me think of Wither Roses so, ya know.)

Whatever It Takes (by Imagine Dragons) - This song makes me think of fWhip! He’s just got that vibe of a mad scientist/inventor who would do anything for his craft. (Also, part of the song goes “Whip, whip” and like... “fWhip” literally stands for “Fail Whip” so!!!)

Wilson (Expensive Mistakes) (by Fall Out Boy) - I can’t exactly explain it with the lyrics (and admittedly some of the lyrics match Scott more than anyone, lol, but he isn’t in the Alliance)... but this song makes me think of fWhip.

Arsonist’s Lullaby (by Hozier) - This song just has fWhip vibes to me. Like... he’s basically an arsonist in canon yeah? Sure he doesn’t set things on fire as much as he just blows them up but, close enough right? lol

Bang! (by AJR) - ...Speaking of fWhip blowing stuff up (lol). Yes, this song is for fWhip, I don’t have exact lyrics for this one it’s just VIBES you know?

Come Alive (from The Greatest Showman) - Another song for fWhip, but some lines (like the parts about “dreaming with your eyes wide open”) make me think of Sausage too! It’s just a nice upbeat song and I feel it fits their vibes pretty well.

Spirits (by The Strumbellas) - I got recommended this song by @oklotea​ via an ask, I’d never heard the song before but when listening to it for the first time, it made me think of fWhip and Sausage (”Guns in my head” = fWhip, “Spirits in my head” = Sausage). Very good song, appreciate the rec!  

Come Hang Out (by AJR) - Gem has been so busy with her wizard school, fWhip’s been busy with his inventions, Sausage has been busy learning to deal with his new powers, they haven’t really had time to just ‘hang out’ you know?

And that’s the playlist! Last time I added anything to it, I believe it was before the finale, so obviously there aren’t any songs in reference to their role in that (for now)

[bringingglory]

@eerna oh my god acshdgagaahhdvsahsv I never expected you to see my post, so I won't lie, I feel like super embarrassed acsgsga

anyway! not gonna lie, this wip has been sitting in my drafts for months now because I wanted to see if I could plan stuff but then I got stuck because Details are hard to figure out BUT I did write out a few scenes, so I'll put them below the cut because they're kind of long. the first one is the "opening" of the fic and the second one is a sort of reimagining of the Silent Princess memory. i have a few other scenes sort of scribbled out, but these are the most "polished" of the stuff i've written alsdkfjasdfk

the opening lol

Link wakes to a faint buzzing in his ear that sends little darts of pain shooting through his skull. He waits for it to end, and when it doesn’t he groans and rolls over, smacking the space around him to find whatever was making that noise and make it shut up. He can’t fathom why his brain is rolling through his skull like that and why there’s an intense pressure behind his eyes, but when he rolls onto his side, he has to press a hand to his abdomen to settle whatever was sloshing around inside his stomach.

Ah. He’s hungover.

Link peels open his eyes and the light sends a fresh wave of pain ricocheting through his skull. He blinks once, twice, and then forces his eyes open to find a phone the size vibrating against the ground a few inches away from his hand.

Link groans and pushes himself up to a sitting position before grabbing the phone and dismissing the alarm. When the phone falls silent in his hands, he finally looks around and tries to assess the situation.

He’s sitting in a bathtub, the porcelain slightly damp from what he hopes is just water. His shirt smells vaguely of cheap vodka and he still can barely look at the sunlight streaming through the window without wincing.

A moment later, he realizes the phone in his hands isn’t his.

Link holds the phone up to his face and rubs the grogginess from his eyes. He swipes up on the screen, surprised that it isn’t protected by a password.

The phone is open on note in the notes app, and it reads:

link, if you’re reading this right now, im so sorry for leaving you in the tub like that!!! my dad’s supposed to come home from the office today and the document case i was telling you about is missing and he cant know i lost it. i know we just started getting along, and im so sorry to ask you this, but could you find the document case? impa’s in my contacts and she can help you. also you have permission to dig through my phone, just dont judge me if i have anything embarrassing on there. can you find the file by midnight? his flight leaves at 3 and i can stall him until then.

it’s 6:11 right now so i have to run before he gets back, but please hurry! i’ll be waiting for you

-zelda

Link blinks and turns the phone off.

Last night? What happened last night? Why can’t he remember anything?

Well, if his raging headache tells him anything, it’s that he had probably blacked out last night.

Link isn’t usually a drinker or a partier. He isn’t really one to go to big social events. So he’s really confused as to why he woke up passed out in a tub with zero memories.

And also, why Zelda left her phone with him.

a version of the Silent Princess memory but they're at a party and its modern

Zelda laughs. “I think I got a little too sober from the Yiga incident to enjoy the party now.”

Link isn’t sure if he’s supposed to laugh with her, but nods anyway. “Do you want to get some air?”

Zelda gives him an odd look, then sighs. “Yeah. Yes. That would be a good idea.”

Surprisingly, she grabs his forearm and leads him through all the bodies pressed against each other. He can feel the heat of her hand wrapping entirely around his arm like a hot glove, even above the heat of the late summer air and the heat from other people in close proximity.

Somehow, they make it to the other side of the house. Zelda pushes the back door open and pulls him past the other stragglers outside before they find a nice tree with a patch of grass that seems generally clear of alcohol and vomit.

Zelda releases his arm as soon as she finds the tree and she sits down, dropping her head against the trunk.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

Zelda waves her hand vaguely.

Link pauses. “Do you need water?”

“If you get me any more water, I’m probably gonna piss myself,” says Zelda. “Sit down.”

He sits down.

The crickets hum vaguely around them, mingling with the distant buzzing and thumping bass of the music from the party. But without people pressing in from all sides and an open field in front of them, it finally feels like he can take a full breath.

The silence settles over them like a blanket. It feels comfortable to him, but he isn’t sure if it’s supposed to be.

“Oh, Link, look.”

Link cranes his head to see Zelda twist around and point out a blue flower glowing vaguely in the dark. It was beautiful with blue petals so light they looked almost white, and a sky blue bleeding out from the center before fading out.

He wants to give her a questioning look, but she’s transfixed on the flower. He can see the smallest of smiles creeping up onto the corners of her mouth.

“It’s a Silent Princess,” she says. “It was my mom’s favorite flower.”

He can tell something important is happening, so he keeps his mouth shut.

“She said that we can’t grow them domestically yet, despite our best efforts.” Zelda breaks into a full smile and it’s radiant. “The Princess can only thrive out here. In the wild.”

They both turn to look back at the house as another loud WHOOP cuts through the air, followed by the sound of a can being crushed against a head.

“Nature is beautiful,” says Link.

Zelda swats him and he has to bite back a laugh.

She turns and runs a gentle finger along one of the petals before sighing and leaning back against the tree.

“Thank you,” she says suddenly. “For being there with the Yiga. And for being there the whole party.” He can hear her swallow. “I’m sorry for being a bitch.”

“You weren’t being a bitch,” says Link.

“I was, though.” Zelda inhales beside him. “I mean, just because I’m under a lot of stress from my dad doesn’t mean I’m allowed to take it out on other people. I was acting like a kid.”

“To be fair, your dad sounds like an asshole sometimes.”

Zelda snorts. “Yeah. He can be.” He turns his head to see her lean forward to fiddle with the grass. “But he’s got a lot on his plate. And it probably doesn’t help that his daughter doesn’t want anything to do with his ‘legacy.’”

“Just because your dad’s under a lot of pressure doesn’t mean he’s allowed to be an asshole,” Link points out.

Zelda finally looks up at him and offers him a small grin. “Fair enough.”

“And besides, you’re your own person. You don’t need to follow in his footsteps.”

“That’s what I said,” huffs Zelda. “But of course it’s, ‘blah blah you have a responsibility. I didn’t raise you like this so you could waste your time researching pointless things.’” She sighs. “It’s fine. It’s whatever. I came to this stupid party to blow off steam, I guess. But Goddess, I did not eat enough today to drink that many cans of shitty beer.”

Link sits upright, alert. “Do you need to get food or—”

“No, no, that’s fine.” And that smile returns and Link wonders what else he can say to make it stay. “You’re sweet. But I’ve probably gotten drunk enough tonight.” Her eyes slide up to him and the mischief in them stops his heart for a moment. “You still have to try the Hot Frog.”

Link blinked. “...what is that?”

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the endings are abrupt on both of them just bc i wasn't entirely sure how to end them akldjfasd. also the "Hot Frog" is gonna be some kind of mixed drink that gets link really drunk -- me trying to allude more to the original memory from the game haha

anyway, thank you so much for the ask! and thank u for coming up with the shitpost because it made me laugh the first time i read it hasdklfj hopefully i'll continue this one day and do ur shitpost au justice!

[rynhaswritersblock]

tiktok famous (hc) - part two | p.p.

summary: a whole bunch of dif tiktoks featuring you and bae peter

warnings: chaotic energy, cussing, and BUTTERFLIES

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- i'm backkkkkkkkk

- so y'all really enjoyed the last tiktok imagine

- and you wanted another

- SO HERE WE GO BABYYYYYYYYY!!

- so basically....

- (just enjoy it)

- i got a lot of tiktok related comments and requests and i hope i remember them all

- (big boobs? whew chile) ANYWAYS SO:

- like pretty much none of them link together so this hc is going to be split into sections of like... blurbs!!

- yayayayayaya

- this one is inspired by @drecming

- so i think most of us know this very special sound..

- ...

- CAN'T TAKE BIG DICK BUT I SUCK ON IT

- y eah

- so as per usual

- you and peter b chillin

- they really do b vibin doe

- OH BY THE WAY

- y'all are dating in this situation :)))))))))

- and as you're binge watching your favorite show you can't stop doing the hand motions to that friggin dance

- aka the epidemic of generation z

- i keep doing the sugar by brockhampton dance i literally can't stop it's fine

- and thank god peter somehow doesn't notice

- like your movements are so subtle but you deadass keep doing it like once per minute

- and so you get up

- like "fuck this, man. if it's stuck in my head i'm at least gonna make a tiktok"

- and so you set it up

- peter's still on the couch in the background

- this boy STILL doesn't really notice what you're doing

- to be fair hsmtmts is a very enticing show ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

- but as soon as the audio plays peter recognizes it

- his head WHIPS over to you

can't take big dick but i suck on it

- he raises an eyebrow at you

i ain't fucking with the pussy, got a bump on it

- *eyebrow raise intensifies*

bad bitch put the pussy on me (on me)

- he sits up, watching as your hips roll (oh man)

whip out my dick then i hump on it

- he slightly cringes at the lyrics me too peter

i'm a bad ass bitch, what you lookin at?

- your butt

ima throw that-

- "oH NO YOU DON'T!" he yells, slight smile on his face as he swiftly shoots a web at you, the string wrapping around your waist and spinning you to him

- the song continues to play as you snort, wheezing as he balances you

- the video finishes and you raise your eyebrows at him

- "no throwing it back on camera," he says pointedly

- you tilt your head in a way that screams peter i love you but you and i both know that i can do what i wanna do and over-protectiveness can be toxic

- he sighs

- "okay, you can, but i'd like it better if it were just for me"

...

- HAHAHAHA

- okay NEXT ONE

- this next one is inspired by @ritxal

- in this one you can choose your relationship

- so peter is a natural born softboy

- he didn't choose the softboy life, the softboy life chose him

- but here's the thing

- it was friday night

- you were bored

- and you decided

- it was time for a change

- and so you approached the man

- who happened to be upside down

- because when is he not

- and, ignoring his protests, gave him an e-boy makeover

- poor peter was decked the fuck out

- striped long sleeve

- band tee

- black ripped jeans wITH THE CHAIN

- nike socks and af1s

- beanie

- and most importantly

- black nails and a little black heart under his left eye

- just picture it p lease

- and it his transformation was posted on your account to forever embarrass him

- and you lowkey found this look a lil wee bit ATTRACTIVE

- whatever

- okey this one's for you @lilmissquackson !!!!!!!

- y'all ever seen the without me (halsey) ones??

- ye

- even if you haven't you'll still get it lol

- so you're in class

- learning about sokovia because history and shit

- and, bored as hecc, you decide to whip out your phone and copy this video you'd seen

- you begin filming and place your right hand on top of peter's left (yay classmates!! sitting next to each other WHOOP!)

- his gaze is hard on his paper as he continues to scribble down notes

- you turn the camera to him for a bit and you're like yes perfect

- and then you return the camera and pull your hand away

- and he REACHES OVER AND TAKES YOUR HAND BACK

- AND YOU'RE LIKE  Y E S

- IT WORKED OUT

- PLUS HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW AND HE'S SO CUTE

- you put the phone down, smiling, adjusting your hand a little before you realize you can't take notes anymore because your hand is occupied and using your left hand just aint it period (a/n: im so sorry if any of y'all are left handed lol but pretend y'all are in opposite positions so he has your left hand haha)

- and it's then that he looks at you

- and if his eyes don't make you MELT

- okay i'm sorry that last one was mediocre but you get the point

- alright so like in this process of writing this i've been struggling a bit with details and stuff and making it sound good and funny so they're gonna be short and sweet bc i literally don't know What To Do :)))))))))))))))))

- back to your regularly scheduled programming hell yeah

- this one's for you, @drecming

- back at it again with the ideas!!!! fuck yes!!!

- okay SO

- you seen those "i'm on my savage shit" ones?

- where the guys hand is on the girl's thigh (OR IF YOU'RE A DUDE READING THIS JUST STILL IMAGINE YOUR OWN LEG I TRY TO KEEP THIS GENDER NEUTRAL BUT I FORGET AND PLUS RN IM JUST EXPLAINING THE TIKTOK KJSDBVIBUV) and then she pulls her leg away and the music is like

iM oN mY sAvAgE sHiT

- anyways

- peter's hand is just vibing on your leg

- for you dirty minded folks no it's not vibrating or doing all that janky shit we're children of god here

- says the one who just said the s word OOPS

- and you, as per usual, pull up the sound and start recording

- peter hears the music and is like Huh????

- and then you pull your leg away, grinning at him cheekily before he grabs you, phone flying out of your hand and he pulls you into his lap

"my thigh"

- you give him a look like excuse me sir hUh

- and his face is just like

0_0

- before he smiles at you and laughs and says he's kidding

- but then he stops laughing

...

- and raises an eyebrow

- WOAHHHHHHHH SPICY

- zooooweeeeemamaaaaaaa

- aight moving on

- THE NEXT ONES ARE INSPIRED BY YOURS TRULY!! YAY ME FOR HAVING IDEAS FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE!!!!

- so i'm sure you and like everyone @ your school (if you're in school.. lol) is familiar with this one

- i'm just gonna let y'all experience it idk why i've been telling the tiktok before idek sajbsidvb

- so you're in class right

- doing nothing bc your teacher sucks :////

- but its fine bc it's a fun class

- so you set up your phone with you and peter in the screen and start recording

- peter looks at the phone and then you, confused

"hey, stop!" you say in a whiny voice

- mans is like Uhhhhh what did i Do

"stop! omg peter sTop!" you're smiling at him

- he's so confused

- and then as you're talking

- your voice suddenly lowers into your lower register

"stop!! peter stop it- I SAID STOP."

- his eyes widen and a confused smile is on his face as he jumps back slightly

"YOU KEEP PLAYING *smacks your hand on the table* TOO DAMN MUCH."

- the video stops and you and peter are just silent for a second before busting out laughing

"you've never seen those?"

"no????"

"god peter, you live under a rock"

- the duck walked up to the lemonade stand and he said to the man running the stand: hey! bonk bonk bonk got any grapes?

- sorry i randomly thought of that

- okay NEXT

- this is the one that hits different

- gets you in your FEELS

- DAMN

- we all know peter's a gamerboy

- so he's just chilling playing minecraft on the xbox or something

- what a fuckin nerd

- jk minecraft slaps so hard

- anyways

- as per usual, you set up the camera and start filming

- and you

- i think you know what i'm talkin about

- you slip underneath his arms

- and start crawling into his lap

- and the SECOND he registers what's going on he fucking YEETS the controller behind him and wraps his arms around you

- and when i say yeets

- i mean like

- ZOOM

- you bury your arm in the crook of his neck and you feel him physically relax under you (heartbeat racing though of course) and hold you tighter, planting gentle kisses along your neck and shoulder

- ..

- god FUCK talk about B U T T E R F L I E S

- y'all are going to HATE ME for this one

- prepare yourselves

- so you guys are just chilling in peters room as y'all normally do

- and peter goes to the bathroom

- and like stupid adorable fuck he is

- mans left his phone on silly goose

- and of course

- we all know you can't help yourself

- so like a NORMAL HUMAN BEING

- you decide to snatch it and go look at his tiktok drafts, god knows why

- and the first one you tap

- WHEW CHILE

- your jaw drops to the floor as soon as you read the text on the video

"so apparently when a guy's chain dangles it's attractive..?"

- heart skips a beat

- hands are sweaty

- knees spaghetti

- you look up to make sure the bathroom door is still shut before you whip out your phone and start videoing

- peter is looking nervously cute into the camera before he leans out of shot,

- you know what's next

- and right as the beat drops

- he shows up, SHIRTLESS, with his cross necklace (you've only seen him wear once lmao) dangling down

- not to mention the goddamn CURLS hanging down

- and your heartbeat quickens

- ... both heartbeats...

- then fucking PETER JUST STROLLS INTO THE ROOM

- ALL INNOCENT N SHIT AS IF HE DIDN'T HAVE A VIDEO ON HIS PHONE THAT LITERALLY MADE YOU READY TO RISK IT ALL

- "why do you have my phone?"

- you've never slammed it onto the bed so fast

- "no reason"

- he raises a suspicious eyebrow before picking up his phone and unlocking it

- and the fear in his eyes when the screen opens to his video

- he looks back up at you, mouth slightly open in fear/awe/ohshitohgodohFUCK

- and you and your goddamn mouth-

- "peter, it's hot"

- and oh how the look in his eyes changed

😈

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until next time <3

[thatonebirbnerd]

All Those Chains You Bear

Word count: 1417

Trigger warnings: Violence, injury/blood, death, goes into detail re: effects of (ritual) self-poisoning

So, this is a new fandom for me! I've loved LoL's lore for a long time, but never thought I'd be able to write fanfic for it... and then Aphelios came out. Something about him and Alune drew me in enough that I made a cover of their theme and finally wound up smashing out the first draft of this story in a clearly lunar (read: stayed up til 5am) frenzy. Now it’s polished, and I hope you enjoy the results!

The title’s from Aphelios and Alune’s aforementioned theme.

AO3 link

Breathe.

Come on. I've done this dozens of times. Have to just - breathe -

Dammit. 

Every time, I seize up and let go of the bowl. That moment of weakness could kill me. Can't let that keep happening.

But it's too late to try again now.

A familiar surge of energy rushes through me, forcing every muscle in my body under its caustic, unforgiving whim. But that's the price I pay to... not even to speak with her. Just to be with her.

As much as the poison shakes me to the core, it cuts deeper that I may never see my sister again. Our orbits, our paths in life, led us to separate realms, with this ritual the only way for her to find me.

I drop to the ground, catching myself with one hand. My throat tightens, and my breaths become shallow. It’s almost over. A voice creeps into my mind as I cough and sputter, no longer able to cry out. It is faint and distorted at first, growing ever clearer like the moon emerging from behind clouds. 

Aphelios. 

I'm here. It's okay.

I just wish I could talk with Alune for a while. I try to say her name, but I can only choke out a pitiful noise.

It always starts with pain. I'm sorry.

I kneel, letting myself recover between gasps for air. Another moment of vulnerability, but one I can use to collect my thoughts.

We have work to do. Raiders took one of our relics. Show them the moon's light.

If only I could answer. I must do that through action.

I stand up, as tense as a drawn bowstring, and leave the gloom of the temple. Every movement I make is awkward, but… I’ll get used to it. 

After all, I have to.

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They're camped near the Rakkor, hiding from their wrath. Would-be climbers of Targon, carried away by their own greed. Even the Solari can't pardon thieves.

I'm not far now, but traveling around Targon’s slopes like this is deeply exhausting - more than fighting. But I never know what could ambush me in the night, and I need Alune. I can fight without the noctum, but not without her.

The dull ache breaks my focus and overwhelms my senses. I have to force myself to track a lone, unfamiliar war whoop, echoing from the valley below. My quarry.

There they are. Take this. 

Calibrum.

Gleaming stone and metal work their way into the physical realm, taking a slender form in my outstretched hands. The rifle Calibrum is all too familiar, a weapon I can use for anything. I can probably get a good angle from that ledge a few paces away. The brigands are downhill.

Breathe, focus... fire. A bolt of magic flies from my weapon, piercing a man who was standing close enough to my perch that I can see him bleed silver. They'll be looking for me now. I need to enter the fray.

You're fading a bit. Our thoughts separate.

I rarely dread words. These, however, the thought of having to take more noctum… I feel a pang of fear, through the numbness.

I crouch out of view, and take just another sip. The liquid glows like moonlit waters, even more than the night-blooming flower from which I distilled it. It is at once my strength, and the single thing most likely to end my life.

The fresh wave of agony always stops me in my tracks. But this time, I collapse. My limbs jerk, and I’m breathing hard, too hard. I lose control of myself, convulsing as my body rails against the poison in my veins. And then I panic, a primal terror that cuts through even the strongest of my walls.

Even if there were help nearby, I couldn’t scream for it - the best I can do is grunt. I can’t die like this - 

Steady, Phel. I’m still here. Starforger’s claws, you’re foaming at the mouth… Breathe. Let it pass.

I think it’s only been a few seconds, but it seems like an eternity before the spasms end. It’ll be a while before I can take on even one attacker, but I don’t know if that will mean minutes or hours. I rest, curled into a ball, recovering what little I can as the noctum urges every fiber in me to move, to fight.

The outlaws still haven’t found me, even after all this. Did Alune misdirect them, or are they merely so stupid that they can’t check the high ground?

Regardless… I wish I could thank her, that she could hear me.

At last I rise, still trembling, and head downhill.

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Crescendum.

The firearm fades, and I reach for another - for Alune. The next weapon to enter my grasp is a chakram, round as the full moon.

There are only six people left in the camp. They're clearly confused. And no wonder; the Burning Ones stamp out whatever they can find of my people.

Of course, they finally grasp what happened when they see me striding toward the windswept clearing they’ve staked out. They cease their fireside chatter, and walk over to meet me. They expect a bargain. After all, one man cannot stand against a group - in their homeland.

"Whaddya want, kid?" The leader's Targonian is... shoddy at best.

I still try to give ultimatums sometimes, out of habit. This is one of them. It’s… embarrassing, not being able to force out a single word when I need it.

"Wildclaw got your tongue?" I don't understand the turn of phrase - it's not in any dialect of Targonian - but Alune laughs as she translates it for me.

Unlike my sister, I don’t have time for jokes. I look the ringleader straight in the eye, and with a flick of the wrist, I send the blade flying.

I'm still stiff, sore, exhausted. But adrenaline is stronger, and I need to stay alive. 

I weave between the warriors. They seem clumsy, and they all wield slow, heavy weapons that they now have to reach for. And like most foreigners, they’re unused to the thin mountain air. In seconds, the leader is on the ground, his blood shimmering just like his friend’s.

But the rest are ready now.  I've taken on more than five before, and the chakram easily leaves wounds in every one. A woman with a club covered in ice tries to swing at me. She misses, but her companion's axe lands low, grazing my leg.

Severum? Yes. You’ll need it.

I catch the chakram in my left hand, and it disintegrates, leaving this realm. The scythe that forms in my right hand is even smaller, but it fires a spread of magic that saps the life from the hooligans. I feel better, and my own wound shines as it knits itself together.

They're faltering. You can do it, Phel - watch out!

Her voice becomes urgent, ringing in my head, and I realize there's a greatsword headed for my neck.

Time slows down.

Only one way to save myself - 

I am with you.

- with the only words I wish I could see her say to me.

I throw my head back and let out a guttural roar. My throat burns from the effort, a feeling that spreads through me. Lunar power surges outward, staggering the few barbarians still standing.

But when the searing sensation ebbs, and ceases to cloud my vision, the cowards lie dead around me.

It’s over, Phel.

Give them traitors' burials before the sun rises. Their supplies will feed the Lunari.

I'm sorry it has to be this way, brother.

My muscles relax as Alune speaks, and her voice begins to fade from my mind. I call out for her - she might be the only one who understands whatever came out -

And she's gone.

The moon is cruel, to keep us so far apart.

For a moment, my mind swims, trying to think of a way to get her back, get her out of that lonely temple beyond this world… no. I can’t give in to that.

I'll bury these friendless fallen, and take back the stolen symbol of our faith. But perhaps I’ll do that closer to dawn. For now, I sit and reflect, surrounded by the carnage I wrought. To ground myself.

To remember the pain, to relive it, to force myself back to reality - away from her.

To feel anything else beside that pain, to hear my own voice again as the noctum releases its stranglehold. 

To mourn.

[icannott]

Apartments (Mike Hanlon x Reader)

Requested: nope!! just a draft i had for a while that i finally finished :)

Pairing: Mike Hanlon x Reader

Warning: maybe swearing ? but im not entirely sure lol,, kinda long but im not sorry haha

a/n: PLEASE please please send in some requests guys!! im open for some wintery stuff now ;))

gif cred belongs to @cassieainsworth​

You met the losers when they occupied the two empty apartments across the hall from yours. They were fresh out of college, as were you, but you didn’t actually learn that for a few months.

The first run in you had with one of them was with Mike. Mike and Beverly were walking together to the laundry room, Bev chattering loudly about something while Mike--being a polite, attentive listener--nodded along and offered his thoughts.

You were just coming out of the laundry room and slightly struggling with your two baskets of clothes. Mike saw this and put his basket on top of Bev’s, promising to be right back and she nodded in understanding. Mike smoothly slipped the basket from your arm as Bev slipped into the laundry room.

“Oh, thanks,” you chuckled.

“No problem,” he said with a friendly smile that you returned gently. “I’m Mike Hanlon.”

“[name] [last name],” you offered.

“Beautiful name,” he charmed. You blushed. “So [name], why all the clothes?”

“I just got back from a trip,” you said brightly.

“Oh, really?” he questioned politely. “Where did you go?”

“Well, actually my friend was supposed to go on a trip with her boyfriend for their two year anniversary, but he dumped her,” you sighed. He cringed in sympathy. “Yeah, I know. Total jerk. Anyway, she had me come with her instead. We went to Hawaii for two weeks.”

He nodded. “Sounds nice. Bet you got better weather than we have here,” he joked, throwing a pointed look to the window at the end of the hall, where the raging storm outside was apparent.

“Yeah,” you laughed. “Oh, my apartment’s just right here.” You set the basket down and unlocked your door, opening it and motioning for him to follow you. You both placed the baskets down on your table. You smiled at each other as he moved to stand outside. 

“Thanks so much for the help,” you smiled.

“No problem,” he chuckled. “You know, my apartment’s just across the hall.” He leaned back and pointed to the wooden door.

“Oh,” you drawled. “You’re the people who moved in... a month ago?”

“Yeah,” he nodded.

“Great to finally meet you,” you giggled. “Well, if you ever need anything, I’m right across the hall.”

“Thanks,” he smiled, waving as he walked away. You closed your door with a grin. 

The next losers you met were Bill and Eddie in the coffee shop across the street from the apartment. 

It was a cold, snowy winter day and you were temporarily working at the small shop while you searched for a definite job. You were working one of the later shifts when the boys walked in with Mike. You were wiping down the counter, as only a few costumers remained spread throughout the round tables in the shop. You looked up when you heard the bell ding and smiled to yourself when you saw Mike. You went back to wiping as to look inconspicuous.

“[name]!” Mike exclaimed. Since you first met, you had a few encounters with each other that brought you to a friendly status.

“Hey, Mike,” you chuckled as the boys approached the counter. “Lovely weather we’re having.”

“Oh, definitely,” he joked, nodding as if he were serious. You laughed. He gave you a grin. “[name], these are my friends Bill Denbrough and Eddie Kaspbrak. They live in the apartment next to mine. We all moved into the building after going to college together with a few more friends of mine.” You nodded. “Guys, this is [name] [last name]. She actually lives in the apartment across from us.”

“Oh,” Eddie drawled and Bill nodded. “I’m so sorry.” You let out a laugh.

“I thought you looked familiar,” Bill chuckled, reaching a hand over the counter. You took his cold hand into your warmer one and smiled. He returned it happily.

“So what can I get you three?” you asked, leaning back.

“Seven hot chocolates,” Mike sighed.

“Not the strangest order I’ve gotten all day,” you sighed, making them chuckle as you scribbled it onto your notepad and waved the paper to your coworker. You laughed and gave them their total, to which they payed and spent the wait time chatting with you. Even after they received their orders, Mike stayed to talk. Bill and Eddie shot each other amused looks as they took the rest of the drinks and walked out of the shop while you and Mike laughed.

You met Stan, Beverly, Ben, and Richie without the help of Mike. 

You met Bev first. Beverly, being the caffeine addict she is, stopped by the shop regularly for daily doses of coffee. You were her regular barista, therefore sometimes you’d talk when the days were slow. After she found out that you guys lived across from each other, she’d wake up earlier to accompany you opening the store and get the first hot coffee of the day. You two easily became good friends through slow days and fresh drinks.

Your meeting with Richie continues to amuse you to no end. You had been entering the apartment complex as he and Eddie were exiting. The duo appeared to be arguing, Eddie looking visibly annoyed while Richie seemed more amused than peeved. You were a few feet away when they had exited, so Eddie was holding the door open for you. Richie stood next to him and said something casually, and whatever he said made Eddie growl and kick his ankle. Naturally, Richie fell.

Eddie was about to apologize when Richie quickly recovered. He barely sat up as he winked and shot finger guns at you, suavely saying, “Guess you could say I fell for you.” You immediately cracked up while Eddie grumbled and helped Richie up.

Eddie greeted and apologized to you, introducing you to his “idiot roomate” Richie. You guys hit it off easily, and whenever you were around and he got the chance, he’d drop a line just as cheesy as the one he dropped the day you met.

Next was Ben. He had come into the coffee shop one late evening, looking a little frustrated. He had a book tucked under one arm and a work bag in the other. Despite looking so bothered, he smiled at you.

“Good evening,” you greeted nicely. “How are you?”

“I’m alright. How are you..,” he glanced down at your name tag, “[name]..?” The hesitation in his voice prompted your lack of response. Luckily, he continued, “You don’t happen to know Beverly Marsh, do you?”

“I do,” you beamed.

He nodded. “So you’re the infamous [name].” You giggled. “She’s been raving about you for weeks. I’m her boyfriend.”

“Oh!” you exclaimed. “You’re Ben, right?” He nodded. “So lovely to finally meet you!”

“You, as well,” he responded coolly. And since then, you and Ben found your fun together within small talks at the cafe and light reading sessions after you once ran into him at the local book store.

Your meeting with Stan was more or less mutual: just casual coffee shop banter. You had told him some strange off-handed pun and he had just shook his head. From that point on, you always told him puns in an attempt to break through him and get him to laugh. Eventually you just started writing them on his drink cup, and he would roll his eyes before he left. 

When Stan first saw you hanging out with Mike, just walking in town one day, he connected a lot of dots, as did Mike.

“You’re the pun girl, huh?” Mike laughed. You nodded, giggling. “That makes a lot of sense.”

After you had officially met all of the losers, they all constantly teased Mike about how often you two were seen together.

One day he walked into the apartment where everyone was gathered, and after they all greeted them, Richie piped up, “Coming from the coffee shop?”

He nodded. “Yeah. How’d you know?”

“You’re smiling,” he grinned, and they all giggled.

He flushed and rolled his eyes. “Yeah, whatever.”

Little teases like this became the norm whenever he came back from hanging out with you, them always saying how he was glowing or smiling or sweeter than usual. But he would never admit anything to them. And after five months of you two hanging out nearly every day, the losers decided it was time for the both of you to quit blushing like high schoolers and get together.

“I have the perfect idea,” Beverly grinned. And they got to work.

It was a Saturday afternoon and rather slow at the coffee shop. You sat behind the counter, reading a book and waiting for your shift to be over so you could go home and relax. Then, Beverly burst into the shop, making your grin and close your book.

“What can I get you, Bevvy?” you hummed sweetly, standing from your stool.

“A moment of your time, please,” she smiled smoothly, as if she hadn’t just sprinted into the shop.

“Sure thing,” you giggled.

“I was thinking,” she hummed.

“That’s not good.”

She shoved your arm and you laughed. She continued, “Anyway, I had this great idea that I could set you up on a blind date.” You blinked in surprise. You hadn’t expected that one. “A friend of mine has been begging for me to set him up since the beginning of time, and he’s free tonight.”

“Tonight?” you sounded.

“Yeah!” she exclaimed. “He’s sweet, charming, handsome...” You still looked reluctant. “Come on, it’s just one date! You two would just have dinner at Busby’s down the street!”

You sighed, considering. “Fine.” She cheered. “But only because you asked. And no promises for second dates.”

“Totally, no strings attached!” she exclaimed, holding a pinky out. You took it in your own with a childish smile. “Love you, [nickname].”

“Yeah, yeah, I love me, too.”

Back at the apartment, Richie and Mike were sitting on the couch, conversing.

“A blind date?” Mike sighed, extremely hesitantly.

“Come on, big guy, it’ll be fun!” Richie suaded. “Just one dinner at Busby’s tonight and nothing else. You haven’t gone out with anyone... well, since you met [name].”

Mike huffed, a conflicted look in his eyes. “Okay. Fine. But just one date.”

Richie whooped and hopped to his feet, clapping Mike’s shoulder as he walked away. “You won’t be disappointed, big guy.”

That night, you arrived at Busby’s slightly after seven, cursing yourself for being late. But when you entered, there stood Mike Hanlon himself.

“No way,” he laughed, shaking his head.

You pointed to yourself. “Bev. You?”

“Richie,” he shrugged. You tilted your head, your face scrunching up. “What?”

“I’m disappointed, gotta be real,” you sighed. He laughed, making you grin. From a table near that check-in area, the losers were hiding behind their menus, watching the exchange.

“How’d they immediately know?” Eddie whispered. Bev shushed him.

“It’s sweet of them. I’ll give ‘em that,” you sighed.

“Good intentions,” Mike shrugged.

“No, seriously..,” Eddie trailed.

Mike offered you his arm. “M’lady.” You rolled your eyes as he guided you about two feet away to check in. 

“Yo, pass the bread sticks.”

“Get ‘em yourself, asshole!”

“You’re closer!”

“I swear to God, if you two don’t shut up...”

Now, you two were being guided to your table, not too far away from theirs. When you got there and the waiter laid out your menus, Mike pulled out your chair. You grinned and gave him a quick kiss.

“Wait...”

“Are they..?”

They watched as you two settled down and immediately connected your hands across the table.

“Already dating?!”

[cas-backwards-tie]

Reassuring Insights

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Taking you home, Peter notices something’s off. Curious what it is, he prods, gaining a reassuring insight.

Prompt: “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”

Words: 1,013

Warnings: Nervousness?

Beta: @thinkwritexpress-official thank you for offering to help me again! <3

Gif Credit: @starsmish thank you SO SO much for helping me to make a gif of this and in great quality, too! You’re amazing and I hope someone sees this and compliments your work. Love you!

Author’s Note: This is for @pumpkinparkers ‘s 4.4k Writing Challenge! Will I ever be able to simply write something short? lmao, I don’t think so. I’m a sucker for details so whoops. This also turned out so much cheesier than I’d intended. Enjoy! P.S. Whenever I write someone is smiling with inward curled lips- this is what I mean- it’s a facial expression I make too often! lol 

Gulping, Peter bites his lip while holding his hand out to Y/N; he remembered Ned’s silly words when he accidentally let word fall that he’d asked Y/N out. ‘Confidence is sexy, embrace that!’ the words bring a smile to Peter’s face as he looks down upon his date. The chilly fall air creates a draft throughout the busy streets of West Village. The breeze makes goosebumps rise on your skin, he notices; shrugging off his coat, Peter offers it up.

“What about you? You’ll freeze your ass off.” Peter smiles at your concern for him, silently admiring your thoughtfulness.

“If I have any ass to freeze off, that is,” he jokes, wrapping the coat further around you to keep you warm. Peter was used to the cold weather the later seasons brought to New York. Shaking his head a little, he tries to stay in the moment by pushing his thoughts out of his head. “Are you looking at my ass?” The words tumble out before he can stop them, leaving Peter slightly embarrassed considering the answer could easily be ‘no;’ he was only assuming.

“Well, I had to check to see if what you were saying is true,” Peter chuckles at your joking tone. Looping your arm with his own, he digs with his free hand into his pockets: trying to find his Metro card. Whipping it out, Peter makes an ‘Aha!’ sound before his attention cuts back to you. “So what’d you think of the food?” The way you attempt to make conversation has Peter’s heart melting; you look so shy! Of course, Peter knows you aren’t shy, but, then again, when did Peter not find you cute? Never… so…

“Oh! The food, right,” Peter remembers you’re awaiting his response. Quickly thinking over the food they’d just eaten, Peter makes a face as the corner of his lips curl inward: a face he often subconsciously makes. “I liked it. I’d say my favorite thing was probably the fries,” Peter admits.

“The fries?” He watches as your eyebrows furrow for a second before a smile graces your lips.

“Yeah, I mean, come on, Y/N, they weren’t just any fries,” Peter jokes, nudging your shoulder with his own. The fries were really good; seasoned with salt, olive oil, and other herbs, they indeed were unlike any other fries he’d ever had. “What was your favorite thing?” his voice comes out much quieter than intended. Your eyes drift away from his as you think. Peter looks for the closest Metro stop; he knows you’re nearing one having memorized the routes.

“I don’t know? I thought it was all good,” your voice trails off and Peter wonders why considering you’re someone who tends to ramble. Confusion fills his mind as you unloop your arm from his; are you not enjoying the date?

“What’s wrong?” Peter asks hesitantly, regretting his words as he sees your melancholy reaction. Your eyes search his own and he feels like a lost puppy, unsure if he is welcome. You turn your back toward him, walking up the steps to the Metro platform in anticipation of the train.

“Come on! I’ll, explain up here,” you don’t sound confident which makes Peter worry more; you have never acted this way around him before. Following you, he quickly bounds up the steps to beat you to the top. He smiles, hoping that if he puts out a positive attitude, the world might return it.

Motioning for him to follow, he sits beside you on one of the benches. A nervousness spreads throughout his chest, but he tries to push it away. Fumbling with his hands in his lap, he bites his lip; you still haven’t spoken. “Peter,” turning his head toward you, he waits attentively. “I just… I’m not good with words. I mean, I know I talk a lot,” he chuckles, smiling at the fact that you’re laughing, smiling even; an improvement to what he’d seen only moments ago. “I just don’t know how to talk about the things that really matter,” you confide.

His lips curl upward as he gives you a sympathetic smile. “I think you’re doing just fine, Y/N/N,” he replies without a second thought before turning his body to face you properly. Waiting for you to continue, Peter doesn’t know where this is leading which causes the underlying nervousness to increase. His hands play with a loose thread on his pants leg.

Movements coming to a halt as you place your hands atop his. Looking up at you, Peter knows now that you are nervous, and this time he isn’t just assuming. “Look, I… really like you. This was honestly the best date I’ve ever been on. I just, don’t know if this was a one-time thing to you or if this means we’d do something again, but, if it is then I don’t really want to tell anyone about our date. Okay?” Your saddened look causes Peter to internally panic. What? You think he’s not into this? Into you? Acting on impulse and urgency, Peter voices his thoughts.

“Y/N… I didn’t mean to make you think that. If I did, I’m sorry.” Pausing for a moment, Peter takes a deep breath while running one hand through his hair, the other still underneath yours. “I-I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Maybe I’m just not good at this stuff. I mean, this is kind of my first date, so…”

Taking a moment to glance up at you, Peter is relieved to see a smile on your face. “Does that mean maybe we could do this again?” you ask, voice full of hope.

“Well, I was kind of planning on it! Only if you want to though,” Peter says, hurriedly adding the last part.

“Of course I want to!”

“Good! I thought maybe we could go to a pinball place next time? Or... Halloween is coming up, maybe we could carve some pumpkins?” The smile on your face makes Peter feel more confident; he’s thankful he’d taken the chance to ask you out. Sometimes, risks are worth taking.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 028: Cavalry Battle Part 1

Hi everyone, I have HERO A on repeat. Time for some Sports Fest antics.

Previously on BnHA: Everyone picked teams for the cavalry battle. Like a half dozen people swarmed Bakugou going PICK ME!! and he was all WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU PEOPLE. Deku teamed up with Ochako and Iida, but then Iida was like WELL ACTUALLY and ran off to be on Todoroki’s team. Then my new favorite, Mei, was like HEY and so Deku picked her instead, and also Tokoyami, because Deku is the guy who somehow wins the entire fantasy league after sitting out the fucking draft.

Today on BnHA: The cavalry battle begins. Todoroki hints at having Daddy Issues. Deku’s team holds the others at bay through the power of zero-g, sentient bird shadows, and jetpacks. Bakugou gets trolled by some punk from class B and loses his shit. Todoroki and Deku face off.

(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’ve read up through chapter 51 58 now, so any ETAs will reflect that. lol yesterday was a very productive day) 

Todoroki has a pretty good thing going, not gonna lie. Iida brings the speed, Kami’s quirk is the perfect defense, and Momo can protect them against being hit by Kami’s electricity themselves. meanwhile Todoroki can probably just ice the ground and send everyone else flailing. I wonder if that would be against the rules

they’ve easily got the best defense out of the whole group, and with Todoroki as their one-man offense... everyone else needs to watch out

oh?

what are you just gonna sit this one out or something? I see he’s looking at the stands though

Todoroki. could it be that you have... Daddy Issues

because I’ve been waiting for a character with Daddy Issues, Todoroki

just. it’s another Thing That I Like, bud, so I’m just warning you now

(ETA: need I even say anything more here)

OHO

oohhhh

this must be the famous Endeavor we’ve heard so much about, then :D

and you know, I’d been wondering why he never uses his fire powers, and ever since he mentioned that his dad was a flame hero, I had a feeling that it might be something like this

so I see he does indeed have Daddy Issues, and self-imposed weaknesses on top of that! boy that sure is stupid, Todoroki

(ETA: even though he has Reasons, I still stand by this statement. he’s allowed to be dumb, though; he’s a kid and he’s been through a lot.)

so now let’s talk about this Endeavor guy. I can immediately see that he, like Vongola Primo before him, just refuses to ever not be on fire at all times. there’s just no reasoning with these people

also this dude literally has a mustache made of fire, which is just the most excellent thing I’ve ever seen

I mean, the beard is also cool, but. the mustache. SO UNNECESSARY. SO BIZARRE. I FUCKING LOVE IT SO MUCH

yay we’re finally gonna get started

WOW the gap between first place and third place in that first competition was a whopping 9,999,800 points, apparently. lmao

that’s not how point distribution usually works, U.A. but, you do you

so my boy Kacchan has Sero and Mina on his team in addition to Kirishima. Sero’s tape skills will definitely come in handy offensively. and Mina... FUCKING WHAT IS YOUR POWER ALREADY, MINA. at this point I really need to know, because the anime seems to assume that everyone watching already knows, so they have no problem showing it, and so whenever she comes up on screen I have to like shield my eyes and block my ears because I don’t want to be spoiled :/

(ETA: this was a thorn in my side for so long, it’s a relief to finally not have to worry lol)

and now our second place winner from the previous match, Todoroki, who’s worth... 205 points

this is like fucking Quidditch. why even have other parts of the game. just everybody go after the damn snitch

not wasting any time, I see

honestly it’s kind of a waste to go after him right off the bat, unless you’re Todoroki and your team has a nearly unbeatable defense. whoever gets Deku’s headband first is just gonna paint a target on their own backs. I expect Bakugou to go for it anyway, of course, but really it’s just stupid

and that’s, of course, assuming that Deku and his surprisingly excellent team can’t fend them off regardless

yes, Steel Ryohei, everyone does indeed know that

omg

you go, Hagakure. honestly, the odds seem pretty damn stacked against your team, but best of luck

god I’m struggling with Tokoyami’s name. but I won’t give up!! PLUS ULTRA

anyway so he asks Deku what they should do and Deku’s like RUN AWAY DUH

uh oh looks like that’s not gonna be quite so easy

this vizard guy appears to have a quicksand quirk or some sort. quicksand has always traditionally been a millennial thing. who gave you permission to take it

well, Ochako, better get to it

OH WAIT

LOOOOOOL I FORGOT ABOUT THE JETPACK

JETPAAAAAACK

jetpacks are also a millennial thing, but fine, just let all these gen z manga kids take all of our cool stuff then. that’s what happens when the series is being written by a millennial, I guess

I sure hope Deku is having the time of his life right now

Jirou is going after them with her headphone jacks lol. what are those gonna do

couldn’t even get close

that’s so cool that his shadow can take care of even the stuff they don’t see coming

I just went back to chapters 5 and 7 to check Toko’s rankings, and he got 9th overall in the practical part of the entrance exam, and then 5th in the gym tests they did with Aizawa on the first day. so he’s a pretty big threat all things considered

Deku does indeed seem to be having the time of his life!

I like watching these kids fly around and have fun

apparently everyone is weightless except Ochako! good job not puking so far, Ochako! you’ve gotten stronger!!

oh wow, bit of a jealous moment for her here after Deku offhandedly praises Mei

YOU’RE BOTH GREAT, LET’S ALL BE FRIENDS AND NOT FIGHT

Hagakure’s headband has been snatched! whoops

looks like that Viktor Nikiforov-looking guy has taken it

what was it even worth, anyway, like 20 points? just sit the rest of this one out guys

I guess it’s still worth going after everyone else’s headbands, given that second place, third place, etc. are still worth fighting for if you can’t get those 10 million points for first

here comes Shouji with his hidden Mineta

oh shit Mineta’s stupid fucking grapes have gotten stuck to the cool moon shoes that Mei made

just take them off then I guess

OH SHIT THEY’VE GOT TSUYU TOO

I FUCKING KNEW WHOEVER GOT HER ON THEIR TEAM WOULD BE GETTING THEIR MONEY’S WORTH

I SWEAR TO GOD IF THAT LITTLE SHIT MINETA TRIES ANYTHING WITH HER IN CLOSE QUARTERS, I’M CALLING ENDEAVOR TO COME OVER HERE AND LIGHT HIM ON FIRE

ahahaha and here comes this lunatic at last

Kacchan also seems to be having the time of his life somehow

oooh! he tried to blast them but Toko even managed to block that!

lollll. never stop making weird faces my dear son

now Sero’s snagging him back, since he was just flying around on his own up there

apparently it’s legal for him to do that as long as his feet don’t touch the ground

so he can just go flying around all Tsuna-style as much as he wants, with Sero there to catch him at the end

do any of these pro heroes want this boy as their sidekick yet?? I’ll be pretty pissed at them if they don’t

(ETA: 3500 draft picks... I’ll take it.)

everyone is talking about how awesome class A is

and now everyone’s going “WHAT?” and “OHH?!” all of a sudden! what’s going on?

OH DAMN. SOMEONE TOOK BOTH BAKUGOU AND MINETA’S HEADBANDS

there appear to be two teams from class B with a ton of points all of a sudden, so I’m pointing fingers in that direction!

but worth noting that Todoroki has also amassed a total of 615 points now, so he’s clearly been busy as well!

Bakugou probably got his snatched while he was flying around without a care in the world solely focused on grabbing Deku’s band

oh wow it was even easier than that

THIS BOY GOT SOME MOVES HOT DAMN

and now he’s bragging about how class B purposely hung back in the first event and focused on observing the other class’s quirks instead

don’t go getting such a big head just yet, kid. come back to me once you’ve taken a stab at Izu’s headband why don’t you. you’re not the only one who hasn’t shown his quirk yet

also, what a stupid thing to be bragging about. again, the whole point of the sports festival is to show off. if you’re gonna hang back and hide then what’s even the point. I guess some of the pros watching might be impressed with your strategizing, but personally I wouldn’t have risked getting eliminated without getting the chance to do something to catch the audience’s eye

damn this kid is really going all in on his insult fest now

okay, this is at least the second time that incident has been brought up since Bakugou came to U.A. it was definitely a bigger deal than I thought. for someone like Bakugou, it can’t exactly be enjoyable to have everyone recognize you from an incident in which you were a helpless victim and needed to have your ass bailed out. that’s like the exact opposite of what he wants to be known for

and it’s a pretty fucking low blow to bring that up, no matter how obnoxiously he was running his mouth at the start of the competition. Bakugou, you have my permission to tear this guy a new one should the opportunity present itself

and now he’s snapped

I think this Viktor guy is underestimating what he’s gotten himself into here, but also Bakugou is most likely playing right into his hands by predictably getting enraged and forgetting about the real target

class B really went and created a whole rivalry with class A out of thin fucking air

well if that’s how it’s gonna be, I hope class A makes a comeback and shows everyone just why they were so hyped up to begin with

uh oh, now Deku’s starting to feel safe, what with everyone going after other teams. MISTAKE

oh dang

:D :D :D this is so much fun. GO ON AND RASSLE THEN

BONUS: 

MY GIRL MIDNIGHT

“FAVORITE THINGS: VIBRANT YOUTH, THRILLS”

LOL SHE WAS ALMOST THE HOMEROOM TEACHER

HER NORMAL CLOTHES ARE SO NORMAL, BUT I GUESS HER DAY TO DAY UNIFORM IS SO SPICY THAT WHEN IT COMES TO HER EVERYDAY CLOTHES, SHE JUST WANTS TO RELAX AND CHILL

I ACTUALLY WANT TO KNOW WHAT HER QUIRK IS THOUGH LOL

(ETA: based on her use of it at the end of the finals, seems to be some kind of sleeping gas type thing that knocks people out)