#why isnt his tag popping up huh

[icharchivist]

i do think the max0r videos are funny but i completely understand thats not for everyone. humor is subjective and i havent played any of the games he makes videos about and i get that if you like something and want to share the love then a guy low-key or high-key making fun of the game isnt what youre up for

its just dumb because those things all have the same game tag so yt assumes thats what you want

algorithms are a plague upon mankind

suddenly lucilius is making a lot of sense

i genuinely don't know the guy so i'm not judging him on his content and all honestly

but ff15 is overhated ever since its releases and you cannot say anything positive about this game without hate coming your way because people need to complain

the screenshot was just because it happened to be this one video coming my way, but it's not the only video that does that. Every single time i rewatch a sad scene from ff15 i get hundred of videos rec about "here's why ff15 was a massive disappointment" "here's why ff15 sucks" "here's why ff15 was so bad"

so i have genuinely no reason to give any second of the day to another creator popping up on my recommendation telling me ff15 is bad, even if it's to make an humorous point. Like wow........ you think ff15 is bad..... so groundbreaking...... you're truly a free thinker...... no one ever had this opinion in their lives before....... as if there hasn't been constant content about how bad ff15 is those past 8 years.... as if ff16 didn't do its whole communication on "we're not going to be bad like ff15 🥰".... truly your opinion on it is very unique and i'm sure will bring a totally new light on the game....... you convinced me 8 years later.....

it wouldn't piss me off nearly as much if it wasn't for the fact that hearing all those negative takes on the game genuinely had me stall if for years because it turned me off from it, only to give it a shot after i dreamed about it out of nowhere (this happens a lot with me, fictions show up in dreams begging me to pay attention to them and who i am to deny it), and despite coming in expecting all the flaws i've heard about, i had such an emotional journey with this game that really little game can properly compare to that it genuinely pissed me off even more that i even gave a second of credit to the mass mob blowing up the flaws of the game to the point of ignoring the way it still is a beautiful game, even if it's a flawed one.

so you can imagine on my hand, just looking out for some scenes that really impacted me on youtube, to just have Youtube telling me "huh... but don't you know the game is bad? here, let me show you. the game is bad. why are you crying. We said it's bad. Here's a funny video about why it's bad. because it's really ridiculous you're crying really. don't you know the mass is always right." like god.

but i'm all with you on the fact algorithm are a fucking plague and it's really just very annoying when you're into something that's like vaguely controversial because you can't just be enjoying it in your corner. Algorithm will be so desperate to feed you more stuff to keep you hooked on the platform it'll just throw you things that drive engagement. And negativity engages people more than positivity.

Anyway i've always been team "Lucilius is right" (my only issues with Lucilius is how he treats his primals, aside from that i'm totally 100% supportive of his motivation that both god and the world suck)

but istg i have this long beef with Youtube on that regard (you'll notice the post i reblogged to add the screenshot is from 2021, in which i was complaining about something i was already experimenting for years). This is not a small term irritation. It's been my nemesis for too long. this is a burning hate that will never waver. they made me this way.

[wafflesbonesandcherryscones]

Thinks about Matthew Fairchild thinks about him. He's a guy who appears so confident and happy and carefree but he's he's carrying so much weight on his shoulders constantly and. Like everything that he does to direct attention away from himself despite how outwardly attention grabbing he is like. He does so much for his friends but he never lets himself actually want something substantial listen guys,

[noritoshiikamo]

lunch date

part 2 of this childhood friend drabble (ok fr frshould i name this childhood friend series or public sex series bcs hmm you'll see) pairing: gojo satoru + fem!reader genre: smut bcs i think with my hand down my pants when i see gojo tags//warning: established relationship public sex, gojo thinking with dick part 2, mention of breeding kink tagging: @unabashednightmarepizza @sukirichi @sassyeahhhh [lemme know if wanna be tagged in the next part] note: the obligatory trio of mine: unedited, lowercase intended, the obligatory trio of mine: not well edited, lowercase intended, english isnt my first language im sorry if i murder it.

“toru- ah, that hurts!”

his grip to her thighs tightened, “shhh, they can hear you.”

when gojo satoru suggested that they have lunch together, she happily accepted. she didn't suspected anything odd of his behavior. he was so kind to offer to bring her something over and she has been so stressed with her works, she just accepted it with no questions. it was the first text she’d replied after ignoring his many messages and calls.

it has been two weeks since the staircase incident and she started to suspect that he knew that she was actively trying to avoid him for almost a week. she knows gojo satoru like the back of her own hand, she knows he will not forget his promises, and he will hold against her until he gets it. their newly blossomed relationship was doing okay until he popped the question out so casually as she cooked. she couldn’t forget the look on his face.

“so, when are we going to have a baby?” his question that freaked her out lingered in her mind.

a baby

what was she thinking? she smacked her head on the table. “you could’ve asked for a house, or his black card, or something else. but a baby?” her voice strained.

“yes?” the hair on her back stood at the familiar deep voice.

she looked up so fast, her head spun to see her door opened wide. sara, her colleague stood with a slight frown on her face and on her side, gojo satoru. he wore teasing smile, traded his blindfold for his glasses and he looked different. he wore a white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up with a pair of black pants and boots. his outfit looked simple and minimalistic, but don’t be fooled. she knew his shirt costs about the same as her monthly rent.

i can’t believe i picked a baby over his black card, her mind cried at the thoughts.

“i’ve tried stopping him,” sara explained, a glare on her face. he interjected. “i don’t need appointment to see my girlfriend,” gojo stepped inside, holding the door. “girlfriend?” sara questioned. she couldn’t help but to feel satisfied at the reaction her assistant’s face held.

“she gave you, her number?” she asked, one night where he came over. the bed sheet wrapped around her bare body as her eyes raked up and down satoru’s own bare body as he leaned against the headboard. his eyes shut close with his arms flexed behind his head. a small satisfactory smile on his face as he said, “right after telling me that you like me.”

“that bitch,” she hissed, gritting her teeth.

“y/n chan,” his eyes opened, a teasing smirk grew on his face. he leaned forward, the blanket pooled around his waist as he cupped her face in his hand, “didn’t see you as a jealous kind.”

it wasn’t that fact that she was jealous that sara is actively into gojo. she was fuming at her assistant for divulging her personal matter to him. that part first, and then maybe she was a little jealous. but then, sara was the reason she finally gets the guy she’s been waiting for; so at the end she still wins. sara will remain a bitch for a reason.

“it’s okay, we are having lunch together. you can leave,” she dismissed her, rubbing her strained eyes. gojo happily slammed the door shut.

“so, wanna tell me why you’re avoiding me?”

she sighed, her fingers ghosting over the keyboard, his presence has disturbed her mind, “i’m not. i-i’m busy.”

he sat on her chair, crossing his legs as he rested his lanky body against the chair. “you can’t even look at me. what is it?” he asked. her finger stopped above the enter key. she wanted to press it, but she can’t. something is holding her back. she knew what he’s doing. she sighed in defeat and turned to face the elephant in the room. her brows frowned when she realised; “where’s the food?” she asked staring at the empty table.

“huh?”

“lunch? you told me we are having lunch?” she frowned. this idiot did not just suggest that they’ll have lunch together, show up at her office without the promised food. gojo looked at her sheepishly, a small smile on his face.

“oh, that. yeah, i just want an excuse to see you,” his small smile turned sinister as he lolled his head to the side, “you could be my lunch.”

her face pressed against the glass window overlooking the city. her floor wasn’t that high, they could see the streets bellow and the office in front of them. she repeatedly told him that they can’t do this. “they can see us,” she panicked, despite being delirious from his kisses as she let him unbutton her shirt. but a few kisses later, her skirt hiked up, panties in his pocket and his dick hitting her cervix roughly, she was convinced.

“you think you can come for me six times?” he heaved, lips against her bare shoulder, accentuating his words with his every thrust, “six for the amount of days you've ignored me. another five to go, buttercup. should be easy.”

his hand trailed down her chest, her belly until he found her neglected clit. a gentle tap of her bundle of nerves had her throwing her hair back. she was about to come undone; he could feel it from the way she was desperately clamping down on his length and her whining. tears streaming down her face as she bit down on her lips to hold herself from screaming, she could taste blood. her body shuddered, her sweaty skin leaving marks on the glass and the way he just mewled against her ears, praising her made her legs buckled.

he was quick to catch her, hands gripping her waist.

they moved to the desk, pushing all her files and pens aside as he laid her down. he showered her with kisses, slowly trailing them down to her cunt. he eyed her glistening slit, mouth watered. grabbing her legs, he held it open, she whined at the feeling of his warm breath ghosting over her. “satoru, i can’t,” she moaned at the first lick, her hand pressed on his head trying to get away, but he held her tight. “n-no more, ah fuck, fuck!” she could feel his eyes on her, watching her every reaction as his tongue worked their ways. the feeling on his teeth grazing her clit, the tip of her tongue teasing around her entrance, before slipping in.

she tasted so good; it was more pleasurable for him than her. she looked pretty squirming to get away as he held her tighter, tongue darting in and out. overstimulation was hitting her full force and she was high in pleasure. her brain couldn’t comprehend; between the feeling of his breath against her slit, his tongue fucking her, his calloused palms against her waist and the sound he was making. she didn’t give two fucks if the office heard them fucking.

“close, fuck, toru i want-” her words cut off by her own moan.

his tongue switched, sucking on her swollen clit as his finger took over the fucking. it didn’t take long for her to gush out. her head was pounding, his words went in one ear and out the another. he stood up, drools and her fluid covered his chin and onto his bare chest. he helped her sat, she was beyond exhausted. the feeling of his fingers brushing her hair back brought back to the office, she looked up to him with her eyes half drooped. a soft chuckle escaped his lips as he pressed it on hers. “you okay?” he whispered, planting kisses after kisses. “i miss you so much,” he cooed.

“miss you,” was all she could mustered out.

“did i scare you? with the baby talk?” he asked, pulling her in his arms. truth be told, seducing her into fucking in front of the glass window wasn’t the actual reason gojo was here. but her words were just so inviting, he doesn’t mind a little detour. she tasted delicious. she mumbled something against his chest, but he was sure it was a maybe.

“i thought you wanted it.”

she pouted, finally the first sentence her brain could scrambled, “maybe i change my mind.”

“that’s why you ran away from me? you’re scared?” he tilted her head up, his heart warmed at the little pout she had on, “oh buttercup, i won’t lie. the thoughts of you all round and milky with my child is turning me on-” not a lie, because she could feel his cock pressing against her slit, “but it’s okay. one day i’ll change your mind but for now, i’m fine with a little practise now.” she groaned against his lips as she felt his tip slipped in, stretching her once again.

this one was quicker, she was already sobbing mess, clutching desperately on his chest as he chased his high.

the deeper he pushed into her, the faster he had to circle her clit. he’s not a selfish lover, he wants her to feel as good as him too, despite being borderline torturous as she was clearly an overstimulated mess. “you’re so good to me,” he hummed, “you take me in so well. i love the way your tight cunt suck me in.” she really was, with mouth apart panting his name, eyelids drooped, and fingers dug into his flesh with legs apart.

she’s his good little girl.

she nodded, soft mewls could be heard through her pants. the wet kisses he was peppering her skin soon turned into a desperate attempt to leave a mark. she was beyond exhausted to berate him for doing it, so she learned to enjoy the feeling of his fangs against her flushed skin.

“toru, it feels so good,” she rolled her eyes back and he hummed in agreement.

gojo held her throat, not too harsh but not exactly gentle too, “it does, does it?” he grinned, “come, clench around my cock, y/n chan," he teased, in a sing-song tone, "i’m about to fill you up to the brim.” he tightened the grip, she whined. the way the walls tightening around him, had the world strongest’s sorcerer a moaning mess, as his hips snapped faster.

the sound of their skin slapping each other got louder and louder with the squelching of her cunt. his eyes rolled to the back of his head, as he forced his cock all the way inside, his thick seed shooting directly into her womb. his grip on her waist tightened, he was all choke up. they stayed in each other’s arm, struggling to catch a break.

he pinched her cheek for the fun of it, seeing her annoyed and bothered for his own personal pleasure. “what luck you have, y/n. falling in love with someone like me,” he brushed the tear stains on her cheek.

“who said i love you?”

he pressed his hand on his chest, faking the pained look on his face with an ouch. it was never an exchange of i love yous between them; it was him annoying the fuck out of her and her being constantly concern by his childishness. “would you still come home, y/n. i miss you so much, no lies.” he asked as he pulled his pants back up. "i will," she promised. he helped her off the desk, cleaning the mess they’d made and her chasing him around for her pair of panties. she never got it back, her face was as red as her stilettos as she made her way out of the office bare under her skirt. she could hear him snickering behind her.

“c-cancel the rest of my day please, sara. i have some business to take care off,” she glared at the white-haired man running toward the elevator. lunch time was over, and she was beyond fucked to continue her work. literally. not when gojo had made sure to give her the fucking of her life, she couldn’t focus on her work no more. sara gave her a glare, a dirty one, as she eyed her skewered hair and wrinkled clothes. she placed the files on her assistant’s desk, rushing as gojo held the elevator opened.

she made in, jumping instantly in his arms as the door closed. it was just two of them in the empty lift.

she giggled in his arms; his huge smile was contagious. he kissed her so gently, thumb on her back rubbing shapes. his smile grew wider as they pulled away. she tilted her head, confusion on her face and he nudged his head to the door. she turned around only to see their reflection on the elevator’s door. “look closer,” he whispered, and her eyes widened as she realised a trail of his cum, peaking out of her skirt down her legs. her face got even redder as she wasn’t sure if it had just happened or gojo has been letting her walk around with his cum down her legs.

“i’ll murder you, satoru.”

the lift suddenly halted. the number stopped at the ninth floor and she cursed. the lift wasn’t malfunction; she knew exactly what he was doing, and he wasn’t even trying to hide it.

“not going to lie, seeing my cum down your legs, it looks hot,” he said sheepishly, a kiss on her cheek while his hands already made their way underneath her blouse. his brows raised up suggestively.

“will you stop thinking with your dick, satoru?”

“you still owe me two more orgasm, buttercup.”

the light of the lift suddenly tripped, engulfing them in a pitch-black darkness. she jolted in his arms. the emergency light turned on and under the dimmed light, she could see his blue eyes on her like a predatory to its prey. she could feel her throat drying as a kiss landed on her neck.

“we better make our time worth.”

[hobilluvvr]

lost ocean troubles | 2

college au! sub!armin x dom!reader

words - 2.7k

warnings - vomit, blood, mentions of abuse , injuries

parts - |

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so incredibly sorry for this late update but testing season is approaching and I need to study sadly :/ this part is very rough with spelling errors and grammar but will be revised later !

please enjoy this update and constructive criticism is always welcomed :D . If you want to be added to the tag list please don’t hesitate to ask !

taglist - @haikyoonn @kenmas-nintendoswitch

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The flowers had this magnificent pale blue color to them, the sun hitting them just at the right angle and the sage leaves accented the stem, the weight of the beautiful petals making the stem slightly wilt downwards .

this piqued armins interest, so much so that he walked towards them , feet trudding against the soft sand. As he comes close the overwhelming smell of coconut with a hint of sea saltseasalt overwhelmes his senses, his nose srunching up in question, the scent resembling of clean linen,a quite odd observation , even more so for a flower .

Just as he reaches to pick the flower up, the sun all of the sudden blazes furiously, the rays bouncing everywhere and blinding armin, now groaning as he squirms in abrupt discomfort. His feet dig at the sand … or what was the sand… the feeling of plush fabric instead meeting his skin, surrounding his body in comfort and warmth.

Snuggling further into this random source of heat, the sudden realization hits him. His eyes open the tiniest bit and he stops for a moment … this isnt the beach… in fact he’s laying on a bed… an unknown bed

At this his body jolts upward and armin frantically looks around his surroundings, the white pillows and the grey blanket not correlating in his mind as his. ‘This isnt my room’ the panic quickly sets in, quickly throwing the blanket aside and standing up abruptly which proves to be a grave mistake as a headache and the urge to vomit surges up his throat.

He clutches his stomach as he runs to the bathroom ,quickly kneeling over the toilet, emptying the contents of his stomach, the acidity already making his throat burn angrily. The sound of quick footsteps echo the walls and he goes to turn his head towards the door when the second round of bile threatens to escape his throat.

His ingers clutch the toilet ,violently puking when a second presence is felt . armin feels someone kneel next to him and gently rub at his back

“Its okay , its okay ,let it all out “ you push his bangs away from his face while the other hand rubs at his back . armin lifts his head up ,groaning as he moves away from the toilet feeling his head throb way too violently.

You hand him the cup of water and pain killer you set down when you entered the bathroom

“Here take this, dont move too much . your head is most likely killing you” he takes the items and pops the pill in his mouth quickly downing it with the water. When he sets the cup down he looks at you ,eyes squinting, clearly confused

“Where am i ?”

You chuckle lightly, standing up and lean against the counter “you dont remember anything do you huh?” the boy sitting on the floor thinking ...

Suddenly armin visibly stiffens, his cheeks flushing “uh w-ww di-idnt do i-it ,rig-ght?” his eyes all of the sudden finding great interest on the floor tiles .

You give him a light smile and laugh even louder this time “no, no we didnt ,dont worry about that. Here cmon” you reach out a hand to lift him up off the floor

He takes your hand sheepishly ,shoulders relaxing in relief, his red cheeks calming down “ then what happened? Why am i here ?” he asks following you out of the bathroom and into the room.

You cringe at the events that happened the previous night and you wonder if you should tell him everything. You head over to your drawers and open them, turning your back to the stumbling boy “well you got extremely wasted and this creep saw that you were alone and he tried messing with you but i took care of it”

your hands clench harshly at the shirt you were holding thinking about the old fuck. God humans can be pieces of shit

“Oh.” armins bit his lip and he desperately tried to remember exactly what happened , your answer being quite vague , but this did nothing but make his head throb once again . wincing in pain he goes to lifts his hand up to hold his head when he notices the bandages around his wrists ‘what happened ?did i get injured ?’

After picking out what you needed , you turned to face him and you catch his line of sight , looking at his wrists . as if you heard what his thoughts you say “ the perv was being really aggressive towards you and he injured you quite badly but i brought you up to my apartment and fixed you up a bit “giving him a warm smile you hold out the clothes you had previously searched for

“ here , take this and clean your self up a bit then i can take you home, yeah ? you got a little bit of a stain forming on you “ you chuckle, head nodding towards the vomit on the shirt before walking out ,leaving him in the room alone

His eyes widen at your comment immediately rushing to the bathroom and sure enough his vomit is all over the shirt , the mirror reminding him of his earlier commotion . armin sighs in embarrassment ,blue eyes scanning his appearance, finally now knowing how much of a hot mess he looks like . he notices another bandage on his face, his cheek specifically , a bit of blood staining the white bandage along with another few scratches all over his face.

His finger traces around his facial injuries ‘wow, what exaclty happened last night ?’

He shakes his head , not wanting his head to pound again, instead just focusing his attention on the shirt you gave him noticing that it looks similar to the dirty one he is wearing currently.

‘Oh god …..dont tell me …. Im wearing her clothes ‘ the realization hits him and his ears turn an angry shade of red. ‘God how much more of a burden can he be to you ?’ he groans before closing the bathroom door

…

As soon as you close the door , your eyes land on a very dishevled eren leaving his room , hand shielding his squinting eyes away from the harsh sunlight “what happened ? i heard what sounded like someone vomiting” his morning voice rasping out, following you to the kitchen and sitting down on the kitchen bar stool

“Oh he woke up and well... , you know how hangovers are like “ you open the fridge , scanning the interior “wait why is the fridge empty ? i thought i told you it was your turn to go grocery shopping this time ? what happened ? “ you frown turning towards him, crossing your arms

Eren only yawns and stretches his body, not seeming to mind that you were glaring holes at him “dont you remember ? i couldnt go so you said we’d go together after we ate something yesterday but then you got too caught up fighting someone if i recall correctly ” he confidently said, fingers tapping at his chin , eyes meeting yours, glaring back.

You sigh giving up “ ahh yeah i remember now….” you take a quick glance around the kitchen and see nothing of nutritional value “ the hell are we going to eat then ? and why didnt you clean up the medical supplies from last night ?” you badger him looking at the medical supplies messily strewn all over the counter

Eren scrunches his face , hand running through his bedhair, still groggy from just waking up a few minutes ago “ we can always just doordash something” he picks up the bottle of rubbing alcohol remebering how you carried armin into the apartment when he passed out and set him on the couch leaving eren to tend to his wounds.

*

Just as armin was falling , passing out after just vomiting all over you , you quickly grab at his waist and preventing him from hitting his head on the floor . the stench of the vomit was awfully intense and you scrunch your nose trying to stop the smell from affecting you “ can you be any faster over there ? you tease seeing him struggle with the keys , his fumbling being weirdly endearing somehow

“Im trying , im trying. I swear this cold is messing me up or something “ he puffs out now fumbling with inserting the key right . you roll your eyes upon seeing this , giving a light chuckle before reaching a hand underneath the blonde boys legs and bringing them towards your chest, effectively lifting him up bridal style.

You walk into the apartment and set the boy softly onto the couch before looking down to the mess that your clothes are in , heading towards the bathroom “ hey eren could you patch him up for me ? i have to clean myself up before he’s not the only one with body fluids all over the floor.” you smirk

Eren scoffs “dont you go throwing up on me , you hear ? i just mopped the floors yesterday and im sure as hell not letting you mess my hard work up “ he hears your distant laugh down the hallway , before the sound of boots fade, leaving him alone with the boy

Eren looks at the boy slowly sliding down on the couch and ultimately sighs before going to the cabinet where all the medical supplies are stored. He opens it while lowly muttering “just cause my dad was a doctor and he taught me a few things doesnt mean i have to tend to everyones wounds “

Grabbing a few bandages and bandaids, and rubbing alcohol, he grabs a stool and places it in front of the boy. ‘Your injuries shouldnt be that bad ‘ he thinks before he lifts the boy and positions him upright. Immediately the sight of scarce blood and vomit greets erens eyes . eren winces in slight sympathy and disgust before he wipes armins face clean with the cloth he has in hand and disinfecting the wounds next

The rubbing alcohol stirred a reaction out of the blonde boy seeing as he squirmed in discomfort , the position he was put in faltering, falling into the nearest thing, which so happened to be erens chest, more specifically his neck

Eren was flustered ,not knowing what to do he freezes , his ears turning red upon feeling the shallow breath of the boy on, his sensitive neck . Eren looks down and he admires the peaceful features on the petite boy .’he looks so peaceful, pretty even ‘ eren stares for a bit before he snaps out of it and pushes the boy off his chest , tending to his wounds , doing what he first came to do.

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“ i left the supplies out because i knew i would have to tend to your wounds too “ he gets up , walking to the other side of the bar, heading where you are

You squint your eyes in visible confusion “ my wounds ? what are you talking about ?” he scoffs rolling his eyes, “dont play dumb with me , you beat up someone to a bloody pulp and dont expect any damage to your hands, more specifically your damn knuckles ? “

He reaches down, grabbing your hand and lifting them up as to make a point “look at this “ you look down towards your hand and the sight of multi colored bruises,blood and even some open skin greets you.

“ you didnt let me tend to them yesterday so let me do it now “ you meet eyes and his are practically pleading you, but before you get to open your mouth to say anything, you hear rustling and you look behind eren to see what it is .

Armin is awkwardly standing there in the living room, the clean shirt you gave him reaching his knees , and the sweatpants a bit too baggy . you have to physically stop yourself from cooing , the sight being way too adorable for you to handle this early in the morning

Eren senses his presence as well , turning around , both of you guys forgetting about your previous conversation . you clear your throat, sensing some sort of tension in the room “ hey youre finally out ! i was going to make you something to eat but turns out the fridge is empty “ you rub your neck sheepishly , making a mental note to go grocery shopping asap .

Armins eyes widen at this , his hands extending and quickly shaking “ oh no no , please you dont have to, i dont want to be more of a bother than i already am ,” he shyly looks down at the floor , swinging his body , slightly nervous

You smile seeing his cute habit of not making eye contact, fetching your car keys off the wall “ well i bet youre missing your home right ? i can drive you home now if you want “ you also grab the plastic bag off the floor by the corridor

Armin seems to stiffen again , eren now chuckling , his hands stuffed in his sweatpants , noticing how the blonde boy seems way to nervous around you guys . armin looks at eren momentarily before he looks at the floor again ‘ how the hell do you guys look so good this early in the morning ‘ he thinks ‘ meanwhile here he is looking all messed up ‘

“I actually dont live too far away, i can walk home by myself “ armin lies straight out of his teeth , clearly not doing it well judging by the look of your face . youre not convinced seeing as the whole reason why he’s here in the first place was because he was wandering alone.

“ id feel much better knowing that someone is walking you home , i dont want a repeat of what happened yesterday .” you bite your lip, now staring more intensely at the boy in front of you

Armin mentally groans ‘ damn you and your kindness, why cant you get the hint that he doesnt want to hassle you any longer ?’

“Well um … “ he pauses, intensely thinking of a solution that doesnt involve him burdening you guys any further when he hears some shuffling and then someone handing a phone to him. Armin looks up and green eyes stare back at him

“Do you have anyone you can call ? a friend maybe to come pick you up ? “ eren suggests , reading right through the boy

“ o-oh y-yes i do umm thank you , for your phone i mean “ armin scrambles to take the phone and calls his roommate , knowing for sure she is freaking out about his whereabouts

He hands the phone back to eren and shuffles his feet “ luckily she is around the area and can pick me up in 5 minutes , i can wait outside …” you ponder for a second at this suggestions , before ultimately nodding

“Yeah sounds like a solid plan , okay , here take this bag before you head out “ you hand it over and armin looks at you and tilts his head slightly “ its your clothes from last night , i washed them and folded them , oh and your bag is also inside “ you explain while he peeks at the contents inside grief striking his face

‘How much exaclty did you do for him , he’s the worst guest ever in history , throwing up all over your bathroom ‘ he cringes at the thought. He's definitely gonna think about this experience at night,when he reminisces about all the embarrassing moments he's had in his lifetime

“Thank you guys so much for all youve done , i really do appreciate it “ armin rubs at his nape laughing out softly “ well i should get going “ he goes to the entrance, hand on the knob

“Yeah absolutely no problem , take care pretty boy ! “ you say waving , smiling brightly when you see his cheeks flush once more , eren just nodding goodbye . he waves a small goodbye before leaving , closing the door gently . sighing in relief when he got out.

Armin walks out into the street and sure enough there is his roommate , waiting and the look on her face looks not so pleasantly happy .he knows what is going to happen. he opens the car door ready to hear her badgering soon enough

“Look , mikasa , i can ex-” not so shortly as he begins his sentence, she yells out

“WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOUVE BEEN ? DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED SICK I WAS WHEN YOU DIDNT PICK UP MY MANY PHONE CALLS ? ARE THOSE BANDAGES IM SEEING? “ armin winced at her reprimations, slowly sinking further into the passenger seat as she kept rambling, knowing that he has to face her wrath for the whole drive home .

he still has no clue as to what exactly happened last night, the only thing he can do is hope his memories would come back soon and clear up his many questions

[thequeenb]

Come Back (part 2)

Poppy x MC

It has been highly requested for me to continue the cheating fic.

Here you can read  part 1

I walk around the campus with Chloe and Veronica by my side. Its been three days since Bea left and it feels like eternity. Everyone looks at me weirdly ever since the incident and i honestly can't blame them. Carter never dared to approach me after he read what the T said

"So we are going to go to the veggie restaurant for lunch?" Chloe asks and Veronica shrugs

I didn't realize that they stopped walking, my eyes were fixed at the Anthropology classroom where i used to wait outside for Bea to finish. She always seemed bored as hell but every time she saw me her eyes sparkled, her smile was bright

I stop, running my hand through the door watching Miss Kingsley sitting on her desk. Our eyes lock and for just a moment i feel ashamed, before i remember who i am.

"Can i help you Miss Min-Sinclair?" she politely ask and i hesitate to walk in

Who can help me? The one girl i let inside my heart left and its all my fault. What could she do? Bring her back?

Regardless i walk further looking around the classroom. My gaze falls to Bea's seat, she always sat there so she could easily text me during boring lessons. I chuckle remembering how many photos i sent her just so i could provoke her

Without thinking twice i walk towards that spot sitting down gracefully. Miss Kingsley seems to pick up with me and she comes to sit down next to me

"I know you miss her, we all do but we cant control everyone's decisions, only ours"

Normally i would roll my eyes ignoring every criticism because Queens don't make mistakes but she is right, and it hurts my ego even more

"You read that trashy blog don't you? Everyone did and now they hate me even more" i sit back thinking how Bea used to sit right here, being happy..free

"I try to avoid it but Bea told me that she won't attend my classes for the rest of the semester" she takes a deep breath

"She seemed sad, that means what she felt was real enough to break her when you--"

"Don't even say it" i try not to tear up but i cant. The images of Carter grabbing my face and kissing me cant escape my mind and i let the pain take over

"So Pops, Bea Hughes huh?" Carter said approaching me. He asked to meet behind the field but i ignored the red flags, he said it was important

"Is that why you asked me to meet up? So we could analyze my relationship? Maybe we can have a sleepover like besties do" i roll my eyes ready to storm off but he grabs my hand pulling me against him

"Don't run before you can walk Pops, after all we don't want Bea to know about our negotiation" his hand was stroking my hair but i went stiff not knowing how to react.

When we were a couple it was bearable but now all i want to do is scream. We got together for the fame, for my reputation. Because he was the football captain, its funny isnt it?

"Get your hands off of me Carter" i manage to say but he just smirks

"You know i can get her expelled with one phone call" his laughter echoed and my heart stopped beating

I didn't realize how close he was until he leaned in capturing my lips. A bright flash hit my eyelids. I gasp in surprise pulling him immediately away

"You are so disgusting" i storm off not wanting him to see my vulnerability. Tears ran down my face but back then i didn't think much of it but now i know that was his plan.

I come back to painful reality. Miss Kingsley holds my hand and i feel tears run down my face. Fuck don't show how weak you actually are

"She went back to Farmsville, you still have time" she gave me a faint smile and i throw my arms around her

"Thank you" i whisper in her ear while she pat my back not knowing how to react. I pull away adjusting my clothes, ready to pack my bags

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"I can't believe you are back! I am so glad" And here she is, my childhood best friend wrapped her arms around me suffocating me in her hug

"Wow there, you will kill me" i laugh embracing her tightly. After everything i have been through seeing Charlie is like a dream come true

She pulls away, her smile never fading away and it warms my heart. She always knew when i was upset but never said a thing, she tried to bring my mood back in her own way

"Come on! The dinner awaits for us" i link out hands together walking down the road of Farmsville. I missed the fresh air, the people who knew me since i was little

Here you don't have to fight for respect because its something you deserve regardless. No ranks, no drama, no sassy students. Just me, nature and my best friend

We finally arrive at the dinner and we sit down to the booth we always do. I sink to my seat and oh god, i missed this place

"So tell me everything, we didn't had a lot of time to talk" Charlie says excitedly, thinking i will tell her my happy adventures but my mind keeps drifting to Poppy

I brush these thoughts away smiling "This is going to be a long ride"

We enjoyed our food chatting about the T, the professor, my plan to take Poppy down, how amazing Zoe is and how extra mean people used to be when i first went there

"Oh wow, they really have a blog to embarrass students?" Of course she is shocked, so was i and honestly every logical human would. But the students of Belvoire created a world of their own

"You have no idea, they made fun of everything i did" i roll my eyes but then laugh "soon enough they ate from my palm, silly rich kids"

"I am glad you came back, it sounds toxic" oh Charlie you have no idea

I gaze at the window remembering how much i wanted to take Poppy here. She always laughed at the thought but i know deep down she would like nothing more. I wanted us to walk down the empty streets, take her to my parents farm and watch the sunset, do everything she didn't let herself do

Charlie seem to notice my distant stare and pats my hand "Hey what's wrong? I knew something happened, your social media was filled with happy moments"

I don't dare to look at her because she knows me too well at this point

"What made you decide to leave?" she places her hand on my shoulders pulling me into a side hug

"Remember the mean girl i told you about? We were dating" i exhale heavily, my mind racing with that damn image of her and Carter making out

I fill her in with the details, sometimes i smile missing our happy moments. But then i show her the image and my tears threaten to escape. How could she do this to me? After everything that we had been through

"Oh sweetheart i am so sorry" she says hugging me tightly. This time i let her hold me closer.

I grip at her shirt as one simple tear turned into body wrecking sobs. Poppy's voice message still plays in my mind over and over again. She said she loves me but her actions show that she hates me. My heart breaks once more, knowing well that i will never see her perfect smile again, hear her surprisingly cute laugh

"Let it all out, i am here for you" Charlie pats my back, running slow circles with her palm. That always calms me and she knows, because ever since we were kids whenever i was in pain she was always there.

A part of me regrets leaving Belvoire but most of all i am glad i returned to a land where people are real and genuine, away from cruelty and drama..away from Poppy

I pull away wiping my eyes but before i could even pull myself together i watch a black limousine stop right outside of the dinner. Everyone looks stunned because hello? This is a small town which celebrity would visit?

"Oh my god i am sorry Bea but if this is Lady Gaga you have to take a picture of me" Charlie stands up and i roll my eyes

Some people came out of their stores wondering who this might be. We step out forming a circle on the sidewalk waiting for the mysterious rich person to reveal themselves

"This is stupid let's just go" i try to pull Charlie away but she is so stubborn, typical

Everyone whisper questioning the same thing, who the hell would be so rich and know where Farmsville even is. I sign impatiently

That until a man gets out of the car and everyone stops talking. The man walks around the car carefully opening the door. All eyes are on the limousine waiting for the person to come out

The first thing i see is a pair of red heels and then oh my god you have to be kidding me. My breath stops, everyone around me fades and my gaze is focused on her, am i dreaming?

"Bea?" Her sweet tone destroy my inside and i froze. What the hell is she doing here? How does she know where i am? I swear if Zoe told her i will kill her but oh wait she is approaching

"We need to talk"

My knees feel weak and i stop breathing for a second. I need time to comprehend that Poppy Min-Sinclair is in my town, here with me. Oh boy what did i get myself into

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[charrfie]

Alright now that its officially Forzen Friday let's try this post again since it didn't show up in the tags last time-

I'M FINALLY MAKING A FORZEN HC DUMP (kinda AU-ish territory but not really idk exactly) AND NONE OF YOU CAN STOP ME

There are also a few other hcs sprinkled in here related to other characters (like Darnold and Sunkist for example) but Forzen is the main focus!! Despite him being a minor character I latched onto him and fleshed him out sm yall have no idea

Everything under the cut bc this shit is gonna be LONG (and there's also some more doodles that take up a bit of space!)

Also uhh if people like this I might take one for another hlvrai character later bc I have a lot to say about everyone!!

Forzen moved from France to the US with his parents when he was around 12 or 13 (yes, I'm aware that Scorpy and Holly are French Canadian and not France French but that doesn't mean Forzen can't be, I'm just being sure to say this now before someone says something to me about it)

He wanted to go to college and eventually become a game dev, but he didn't have the funds or the support for it (his family thought anything to do with games would amount to a career that would go nowhere).

Because of this, he instead was recruited in the US military. He originally had no intent to join, but after constantly being harrassed recommended to join and being entertained with the concept of being able to afford and pay for college, he caved (hence him telling the science team that his only goal is "to graduate").

He doesn't like his job very much if that wasn't clear.

And neither do most others that have the same job like him.

He was put on a "team" of his own, Team Nice, which was likely arranged as a guaranteed way to get Forzen in the way of danger, and with no one else fighting beside him, he would be easily dealt with- no one would have to worry about him bothering them again. However, he somehow manages to survive all of this, of course. Somehow. He likely knows the real reason he was assigned his own team (if you can even call it that), but refuses to fully acknowledge it for his own sanity, and instead pretends that he's some big, important person on a team that ranks so highly, he's the only one qualified to be in it. (I apologize ahead of time for giving one of the most shitposty and throwaway characters in hlvrai this much depth and angst, there was just potential there leave me alone)

Fast forward to the actual events of hlvrai though. This hc is a little outlandish but I really like the concept!!! So, at one point, Forzen is killed, presumably by some kind of creature that was out and about due to the RenCas. The science team + Benrey stumble across him (act 2 part 2 at around 13 min in for anyone curious), and Benrey decides to use the healing beam Sweet Voice on him. While Benrey and Forzen may not be on good terms anymore, Benrey still very begrudgingly cares about him and didn't want to see him get injured or die. Forzen wakes up a minute or so after the science team exits the room, assuming that he just passed out, nothing more, and goes along with things as normal.

He meets Darnold a while after his first (concious) run in with the science team. Darnold has recently dealt with the science team and helped them out, but is pretty bummed that he couldn't travel with them, as everything was far too scary and dangerous for him. Forzen, wanting to escape Black Mesa and the military altogether, ends up making a deal with him that he'll handle all the dangerous stuff if Darnold can show him a way out.

Now, meeting Darnold is a very new experience for him, since Darnold actually enjoys his company, and actually wants to befriend him! At first, Forzen openly tries to act as if Darnold is a huge deal to put up with- he goes along with with the whole "if you're escaping outta this hellhole with me, you better keep up" kinda deal (despite the fact that he kinda NEEDS Darnold to escape and show him the way out). His walls are still very much so raised, and he doesn't let his guard down as he's not used to others caring about him and his safety. But as time passes, he begins to realize that maybe Darnold DOES want to be his friend, and the tough guy act becomes less apparent.

To preface this next one- Sunkist sensed that something was up (he has a next-level sense of danger when it comes to Tommy's safety) and got to BM as fast as he could, searching every hallway for his boy. This is when Forzen finds him!! He figures that taking Sunkist as a hostage would be enough to get extra info out of the team that's been practically plaguing him lately.

Darnold doesn't know about Forzen's plans to take Sunkist hostage, so is completely fine with traveling alongside him. At one point though, Forzen and Darnold get separated (Forzen occupies him, makes sure hes safe and then runs off to deal with Sunkist). Darnold immediately uses his surroundings to model a quick little teleporter device to get Forzen back, because, you know, the man's a genius. Idc if its logical or not just go with it shhh I've gotta fill in the plotholes with something. That's why Forzen disappears all of a sudden after he's cornered by the science team. He just pops back in front of Darnold suddenly, all confused and loopy from the whole teleportation thing.

As things begin to wind down, Darnold and Forzen make it out of BM and start making a break for it, no idea how they'll get away from BM and to safety somewhere- they didnt really think things through.

Fortunately (or unfortunately for Forzen really), however, G-man picks both of them up. He means to drop Darnold off at Tommy's party, as he observed that Darnold helped his son to safety and is grateful for it. Forzen, though, he intends to "deal with" for messing things up so badly with Tommy, Sunkist, and all of Tommy's friends. This is where Darnold finds out about everything Forzen did and frankly gets really pissed with him since he thought he only had good intentions??? Luckily though, Darnold convinces G-man to give him a second chance, let him go to Tommy's party and apologize, and try things again. G-man, for some reasons agrees- probably bc hes in a good mood, as it IS his son's birthday.

The party is pretty uncomfortable to say the least. Tommy's extremely hesitant to talk to Forzen, but he does, and they end up on neutral terms by the end of it. Uneasy, but neutral. Tommy and Darnold hit it off though, and Tommy opens the invitation to Darnold that he can visit his place anytime now that everything at BM is over with.

As everyone's getting ready to leave, Forzen mentions to Darnold that he doesn't have a place to stay, seeing as the entire military was kinda. Yknow. Wiped out. Obviously wouldn't wanna go back to check anyways. And he has no interest in going home to his parents. So Darnold agrees to let him stay with him since they've become good pals over the course of everything.

Over time, Darnold visits Tommy more and more often. He starts bringing Forzen along, which Tommy is iffy of at first, but their dynamic starts to change and become more comfortable once Tommy sees that Forzen isnt interested in being enemies anymore.

Sunkist and Forzen still don't get along for a very long time. Or, well- it's moreso that Sunkist is very wary about Forzen, despite him not doing anything to harm either Sunkist or Tommy.

Oh yeah and almost forgot to mention one of my favorite hcs (that I PROMISE you started out as a joke but then I got attached) is Sunkist can talk!! So his first spoken interaction with Forzen after Forzen comes over to visit for the first time is literally just him being all threatening and laying down the ground rules bc he doesn't want Forzen to hurt Tommy at all in any way. And of course Forzen about has a heart attack bc "HUH??????? THERE'S A DOG THAT IS SPEAKING HUMAN WORDS TO ME"

UHH I HAVE MORE (I've written out so much shit about dynamics and what I'd think would happen even after all of this) BUT I DON'T WANT THIS TO BE TOO LONG like it already is SO I SUPPOSE I'LL LEAVE IT AT THAT FOR NOW!!!! I hope this isn't too ooc either, I just have Emotions about this series and write too much so why not share it yknow

[shhh-no-ones-home]

booster chris motionless x plus!reader

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another highschool pre band au, woo! i started this forever ago and didnt like it so i rewrote the whole thing, yay. based on a tik tok lol.

plus!reader, high doubt, loving boyfriend.

song: the promise by when in rome

tag list: @musicsexandpizza69 @svintsandghosts @alilpunkrock @cynic-spirit @theoneandonlykymberlee @thisplace-ishaunted @lifeisabitchandsoareyou @satans-arse 

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it had been a long few hours, the school day just wouldnt go any faster. i was grateful it was almost lunch but that wouldnt be much of a distraction either. i had too much on my mind. as soon as the bell rang i was up to turn my paper in and was out the door. as people passed by me to get to the cafeteria i ignored them, a few pushing into me. i rolled my eyes as i dropped my bag at our usual table and got in line, my mind still racing.

it was another doubt day; doubting me, doubting chris, doubting my friends. it was hell. i just wanted it to be over. as i walked through the line i almost didnt hear anything, checking out and speed walking to our table. as i sat there and chewed on the few baby carrots I had, i spaced out and stared at the wall. i almost didnt notice chris behind me.

"Hey y/n,"

I heard him say. I hummed in response, still chewing but not looking up.

"hello? earth to y/n!"

chris called, waving his hand in front of my face and snapping me out of my daze.

"yeah?"

i said shaking my head and looking at him as he sat down next to me. he laughed a little bit.

"you good?"

he asked, taking a drink. i just nodded.

"yeah why wouldnt i be?"

he shrugged and popped a chicken nugget into his mouth.

"you just seem kinda gone today. you sure everything's okay?"

i sighed and cocked my head to the side.

"i think so. the confidence is waning that's for sure though."

he frowned at me.

"what can i do?"

i sent him a look and half smiled.

"can you answer a question for me?"

he smiled and nodded.

"of course, anything for you babe."

i looked down at my tray, tracing my fork into it.

"why are you dating me?"

i asked, looking back to him. he looked confused for a second.

"what?"

he said quizzically and i shrugged.

"why are you dating me?"

i asked again and he drew his brows together.

"this isnt you trying to break up with me is it?"

he asked back and i shook my head.

"okay, then what do you mean? clearly you like me. enough to stick around at least, and im doing the same. im dating you because i like you."

i half frowned.

"i guess thats not what i meant either though. surely you must see me the way everyone else does."

he drew his brows.

"awesome? amazing? beautiful?"

i laughed.

"fat. chris. i mean fat."

he turned my face to look at him.

"okay, so what? more of you to love."

i sighed.

" i mean, you could have almost any small girl you want, so why did you pick me?"

he laughed a little bit.

"first of all im flattered you think i could have almost any small girl, cause clearly there's a long line of people wanting to date me."

he joked and i sent him a look.

"but i chose you because you make me happy."

i hummed in response.

"but is that enough? i know i havent given you as much as you have given me. believe me, i feel awful about it-"

"hey!"

he said, in defense, pushing my hair back from my face. he held the back of my head gently.

"dont even say that. i love you, ive said it a thousand times and ill say it again. you do not have to give me anything ever. i am here for you, your amazing personality, your bright eyes and cute laugh, and especially the time we have spent together. im here for all of that, not anything you could give me or offer me. at the end of the day you owe me nothing."

he leaned forward and pressed his forehead to mine. i closed my eyes and breathed deeply.

"thank you chris. i do love you."

i pulled away and looked between his eyes.

"and believe me, i have been considering things. i just dont want to break you."

i said in a joking tone, making him laugh.

"it would be an honor. just know i would die happy."

i laughed too.

"you are a noodle after all, we might have to fenagle something."

i winked at him as i took a drink.

"ya know, i think i heard someone say something along the lines of 'nothing goes better with spaghetti than a meatball, so i think we make a perfect match."

i snorted, some of the water i had just downed coming out my nose.

"christopher!"

i said through a disbelieving laugh. that had really come out of his mouth huh. he shrugged.

"what? am i wrong?"

i shook my head at him as i coughed.

"i mean no, but who knew you could be so bold."

i said flatly.

"who me?"

he joked, tickling my sides. i squirmed under his touch, trying to get away as we both laughed.

"no! no! let me go!"

i said through giggles.

"only if you agree with me."

i wiggled in his arms.

"on what?!"

"that youre great and im the luckiest SOB ever."

i nodded.

"fine fine! just stop tickling me!"

i said a little breathless. then he stopped, holding me too him.

" great, glad we are on the same page. now stop being dumb and give your noodle of a boyfriend a kiss. please."

i sighed and shook my head.

"fine."

i laughed at him, leaning in and pecking him on the lips. when i pulled away he just smiled widely at me and popped another chicken nugget in his mouth, still smiling as he chewed.

"ya know, i really am one lucky girl."

he thought for a second and nodded, a wide grin across his features.

"the luckiest."

[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

Intentions (Pt.2)

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Logan eventually decided to take refuge in the library. If anything in this town would give him information, surely it was there, right?

Or at least that's what he thought. Two hours of reading and still he hadn't made any progress.

"Having trouble?" Said a voice behind him. Logan turned around, in front of him was a man with a hat, sunglasses, and a scarf. There was a small amount of brown hair poking out from the hat.

"No, just studying," Logan replied, hand over the newspapers.

"Oh, are you a criminology major?" Said the man.

"No, highschool freshman, and besides theres way to many options for me to narrow it down now," Logan replied.

"Ah, just curious then?" There was a hint of a smile under the scarf.

"Yeah, I suppose I am," said Logan.

"Well, might not want to dig to deep," the man moved his scarf away from his mouth, revealing large fangs at the front of it, "you might not like what you find," and with that he left. Logan felt his stomach drop.

He walked home an hour or so before sunset, Virgil was setting fairy lights up across the roof.

"Hey Lo! Remy's working on dinner, should be done in a half-hour or so," said Virgil, smiling.

"Ok, anything I can help with?" Logan asked.

"I'm all good out here, Remy might not mind someone to chat with though," said Virgil. Logan walked inside and into the kitchen.

"Have a nice library trip?" Remy asked, Logan could swear he saw a glint behind Remy's sunglasses.

"Not really, everything about this move just seems. . . Off," said Logan. Remy paused what he was doing and turned to him.

"What about it?" Remy said, tilting his head.

"Well everything I've researched is all murders and disappearances and- some of it just sounds way to similar to what happened to mom and dad," Logan mumbled.

Remy gave him a sympathetic look, "Listen Lo, I can't tell you everything, but I promise we're going to be fine, your family goes way back in this place, why do you think the contractor let us in so easy?" Said Remy. Logan stood there for a moment, thinking.

"So you promise you and Virgil arent going to get taken away to?" Logan said, half pleading.

"I promise, even as tiny as he is nothing's going to get Virgil," Remy said. Logan laughed slightly, a smile crossing back on his face.

"Now you go hang out in your room for a bit while I finish dinner," Remy ruffled Logan's hair and spun on his heel to walk back into the kitchen. Logan ran off and lay across his bed, snatching a book off the shelf next to it and propping it open on the pillows.

Dinner was as usual, a very social affair. With Remy making jokes every few seconds and Virgil holding his hand in front of his mouth to keep from laughing. Though Logan was still distracted by his thoughts.

"Logan? Are you alright?" Virgil said, concern etched into his face.

"Hm? Oh- yeah, I'm fine," Logan responded, smiling.

"Hes worried about the move," Remy said casually, popping another carrot in his mouth.

"Awe Logan! I told you it's fine, it's those articles that you've been reading isnt it? Most of them are old, I promise we're ok," Virgil said.

Logan moved the food on his plate around with his fork, shrugging slightly.

He didnt sleep that night, everything seemed to loud and scary. Then he heard a knock on the window. He walked over and opened it slightly, and there, hanging out of the window with his arms crossed on the sill, was Remus.

"Remus what are you-" Remus held a hand up to Logan's mouth before he could finish talking.

"Shh, I wanna talk to you," Remus said, grinning. His teeth glinted in the soft light of Logan's room.

"About?" Logan said, raising an eyebrow.

"Do you want to go somewhere more private?" Remus said, grin widening. Logan went slightly red in the face, but nodded. Within seconds he was under Remus' arm, being held to his chest as he fled off into the woods.

They stopped near the edge of a hill, crescent moon so close Logan felt as if he could reach out and touch it.

"Its gorgeous isnt it?" Said Remus, smiling at him. Logan merely nodded, mesmerised.

"Sorry for running out on you on our first meeting, can't exactly afford to get caught, and the chase is one of the best parts of my day," said Remus, still grinning.

"It's ok, we're here now arent we?" Logan smiled at him.

Remus paused for a second, admiration in his eyes "Yeah, I guess we are," he said.

Remus and Logan sat there for a while, Logan leaning against Remus' chest, Remus rubbing circles in Logan's lower back.

"We should probably get home," Logan said, a hint of hesitation in his voice.

"Yeah, I guess so," Remus said sadly, he stood up and swept Logan into his arms.

They sat at the window for just a bit longer, Remus staring into Logan's eyes and Logan talking about something he'd read in his astrology book.

"Well, I'll see you again later," Remus said, placing a kiss on Logan's cheek before he let go of the window sill and fled into the woods.

"So I guess you made a friend huh?" Logan froze.

"Relax Logan I'm not mad," Remy laughed.

"So how'd it go?" Remy said, closing the window and sitting next to Logan.

"Well, he seems nice," Logan said, smiling. He fidgeting with the hem of his t-shirt, face still coated in blush.

"That's good," said Remy.

Remy said his good nights and ruffled Logan's hair before finally leaving the room. Logan sat for a while, still taking in what had happened, before finally going to sleep at three in the morning.

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[shadedrose01]

Ace of Hearts

Ship: Parkner (Harley Keener/Peter Parker)

Summary: Peter stresses about the expectations of sex on Valentines Day

Tags: Febufluff, Day 14, valentines day, Happy Valentines Day!!, Asexual Character, Asexual Peter Parker, Talks of sex, But no sex actually happens obviously, Bad Thoughts, Peter thinks he is going to lose harley do to his sexuality, Harley proves him wrong, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Peter had a bad ex in the past, date, dinner date, Gay Harley Keener, Love, I Love You, Acceptance, Established Relationship, Happy Ending, I'm Bad At Tagging

Day 14 of Febufluff: "Valentine's Day"

Note: This sucks, sorry :/ if you want a better valentines day fic, go read @romeoandjulietyouwish's fic "From Your Secret Admirer" (here) or just read literally anything else that came out today lmao I'm so sorry

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Peter paces back and forth, digging homes into the ground in his messy room, clothes thrown everywhere. He runs his hands through his hair over and over, trying to make it perfect but just messing it up more in the process. He gives up, and focuses on trying to fix his tie instead.

Peter was nervous. Not even the slight butterflies in the stomach type of nervous, no no, more like giant moths mauling at his stomach, hands shaking like he's in an earthquake and mind racing like a race horse kind of nervous. Because today was valentines day. The first valentines day Peter has spent with a partner, his first valentines day with Harley, and they were going out on a date.

To somebody else, that might sound amazing, sweet, romantic, all that mushy gushy stuff. And it is all of those things, Harley said he wants to surprise Peter so he doesnt know all of the details, but they're going out to a restaurant to eat, all expenses paid (Peter had tried to argue to split the bill, but Harley refused), and he knows that Harley is going to get him a gift of some kind even though Peter told him he doesnt have to (even though Peter himself got Harley a gift, a small panda teddy bear and some chocolates). No, the date, the dinner isnt not the issue.

It's what comes after. Because theres always an after. Theres always expectations for the after, expectations of passionate kisses, of touches, of sex, and Peter...

Peter is asexual. Peter doesn't want passionate kisses, and touches, and sex. And he's told Harley this, told him as soon as they started dating what his sexuality was, and he had seemed fine with it, had kisses him gently and told him it was okay, that they didnt have to do anything. But, Peter had told his last girlfriend too. And she had still had expectations, she had still wanted it, wanted him in all the ways Peter didn't. Why wouldn't Harley be the same? He knew that Harley has had sex in the past, has enjoyed sex in the past, so why would that change now? Why would he stop now, just for Peter... right?

So, Peter was anxious, fearful, and feeling a sense of foreboding, knowing, knowing what Harleys going to want later, and knowing what's going to happen when he refuses. He's going to leave. Just like his ex did. Just like everyone always will.

Peter feels a pang in his chest, his heart aching. It sucks. He really, really likes Harley.

Speak of the devil, theres a knock at his apartment door, and Peter shoots up ramrod straight, his breath hicking. He forces himself to take a deep breath, running his hands through his hair one more time as he walks to the door and opens it, the breath he took getting knocked out of him immediately.

Somehow, Peter can forget just how beautiful Harley is, his ryestalk hair combed back, slick with gel, his bright blue eyes popping compared to his tan skin, crinkled in the corners due to his wide smile, pushing up his cheeks and showing off his dimples, wearing a nice, wrickle free dress shirt with a sapphire blue bowtie that matches his eyes and black dress pants and god he is gorgeous. So jaw dropping, heart stoppingly beautiful that it makes Peter chest squeezes even more, knowing that it isn't going to last.

Peter pushes the thought away, and gives Harley a small, timid smile, telling himself to enjoy the evening, to enjoy Harleys presence, his love and warmth, his kindness and caring while it lasts.

The date goes amazing. Like, picture the best date you could ever imagine, and then triple it and that's the date Harley took Peter on. Sure, they may have just went to a restaurant a few blocks from Peter's apartment, and yeah, they may have only went to an arcade after and played games for hours, but to Peter, to the both of them, it was perfect. A perfect date, a perfect night.

Or, a perfect night for Peter. 

Halfway through their outing, Harley had come up behind him, wrapped his arms around him tight and had asked Peter if he wanted to go back to Harleys apartment after. And Peter, stupid, innocent Peter, still wrapped up in his game of Ghostbusters pinball machine, had agreed wholeheartedly, giving Harley a big goofy grin over his shoulder and giggling when Harley kissed him, evidently relieved, excited, hopeful. Peter had gotten his fricken hopes up and now, now as Harley drives them back his apartment, Peter sitting in the passenger seat, holding onto his bouquet of flowers and teddy bear (he had been right about Harley getting him gifts), Peter was back to freaking the fuck out. He was going to let him down, to disappoint him, and then Harley was going to get mad at him, and leave him. It was such a good night, and it's all going to get ruined because Peter doesnt want sex. How cruel was that?

Harley opens the car door for him once they stop and park, like the gentleman, like the perfect man that he is, and holds out a hand to him with a wide grin. Peter gives him a small, shaky smile back, and allows himself to get helped out of the car, hoping Harley doesn't notice how his hands are trembling, how is pulse is pounding, blood rushing in his ears. They walk to Harley's apartment, hand in hand, the older boy seeming giddy and excited and Peter feeling like hes going to throw up, steeling himself as they make it to the door, Harley opening it quickly.

Peter shuts the door behind himself, and squeezes his eyes shut, bracing himself for the inevitable, for Harley to press him against the door and stick his tongue into his mouth, down his throat, for him to try and pry his clothes off, try and coax him to his bed, to do more, to go all the way. He hears his boyfriend speaking in the background, but he cant hear the words over his pounding heartbeat, his racing thoughts, until-

"Babe?"

"Huh?" Peter slowly opens his eyes, glancing over at the older boy, who is staring at him by his couch, his forehead ceased and eyebrows furrowed with worry.

He sticks a thumb behind himself as his eyes narrow, swirling with his growing concern. "I was just talking about movies, are- are you okay?"

He takes a step towards Peter, who instinctually takes a step back, before freezing, eyes widening. "Pete...?"

"Uhm," Peter swallows, trying to calm himself down and failing miserably. "M-Movies...?"

"Yeah?" Harley looks so lost and worried, almost frightened by Peter's reactions as he begins to ramble, picking at himself. "I was thinking we could watch a movie? Have a movie marathon or something, but if you dont want to do that, we can figure something else out. I-I mean, I've got cards and board games and stuff too-"

Peter's churning thoughts come to a screeching halt, his jaw dropping and his eyes widening. 'Wait... what??' "You dont want sex?" He blurts out, his mind uncomprehending, not understanding. 'I thought- but- I don't-'

"What??" Harley's breathes incredulously, a thread of frustration, frustration at not understanding, seeping into his tone. "Why would I- Pete, I thought you were asexual??" Peter just nods at him blankly in response, causing Harley to run a hand through his hair, pulling at it as he starts pacing slightly. "Okay, so why would I try to have sex with you?"

"Because everybody else does." Peter whispers out, quiet, low, and he watches as the fire leaves Harleys body, his shoulders slumping and his pacing stopping. "And- and I know used to have sex, and that you like sex, so I just..." Peter finishes with a shrugs, looking away, head down and shoulders tense.

Harley just glances at Peter with sad eyes, looking heartbroken. "Oh baby," He walks over to Peter hunched figure and tilts his head up until their eyes connect. He gives Peter a gentle smile, soothing all of his worries instantaneously. "I do like sex," he admits, just as quiet as Peter was earlier. "But I like you more. I love you, Peter, I love you." He presses a thumb into Peter's cheek lightly to emphasize his point. "And I said it when we first started dating, and I'll say it again. If you don't want to have sex, then we won't. Not now, and not ever. Okay?" He says it simply, firmly, like it's the easiest thing in the world, and Peter can't help the tears that start to burn in his eyes, a few running down his face as a smile grows, getting bigger and bigger by the second as he whispers out a quiet "o-okay." Harley wipes away the stray wetness, grinning back at him, his baby blue eyes soft, warm. "There's my Petey pie."

Peter flings himself forward, wrapping himself around Harley tightly, the feelings of relief, of acceptance, of love curling around his chest and overwhelming him with their intensity. Harley hugs him back, just as tightly and holds him there for a few seconds as Peter collects himself, wiping away his tears and catching his breath. "You okay now?" Harley whispers into his ear, Peter nodding and pressing a kiss to his neck before pulling away, a bright smile on his face.

"Thank you."

Harley just shakes his head, a soft, gushy look on his face. "Nothing to thank me for." Peter doesn't agree, being so unbelievably thankful to have this man in his life. But he pushes it away for the moment, allowing Harley to drag him away towards the shelves of movies, his heart swelling with love.

[cs-discourse]

since ghost wants a defending post i will also make one

hi! as yall seem to commonly know me since it was my user before i changed it, im star child. im that overgrown cow that's smearing names and causing drama whats up

i would be a mature adult and DM you ghost but honestly i know you'd probably just spend ages trying to defend yourself fruitlessly and also i have you blocked so whatever 

here's the screenshots i have available (sent to me by very kind users in the chat who felt i should know what was being said after i left) and my comments to go along with it

some background: this discussion was happening in a channel called 'real-images'. a place where you would not expect a conversation about docking to be taking place.

i clicked into this channel to see what was happening and as you know, with discord, it automatically puts you on the oldest unread message when you click into that chat. i was greeted by conversations about cropping and docking - choke chains may have been mentioned, im unsure, because as soon as i saw the conversation i began to feel sick and so clicked out without skimming through the convo.

i went into 'questions' and asked if they had a way of requesting certain topics to be tagged and that's pretty much where this begins.

first i'd like to say 'don't enter the channel' hey ghost, how was i supposed to know that clicking into a channel to share pictures would lead to me walking into a conversation about my trigger? are you really going to blame me for that, huh?

second, this was me literally asking slash 'speaking up' about the topic. why was there any need to get this passive aggressive over it? i put in a request. you could have said yes. you could have said no. you could have said 'sorry we can't blacklist it but we'll try to ask people to spoil it or put a warning'. instead you told me to 'go off' and put :) which yeah we all know what that emoji means you weren't being friendly or subtle

we all know neons a big advocate for choke chains and shock collars as well as whole host of other mistreating animals. i'll make a second submission on that if people care but neons animal care? whack. bro i hope you grow up and learn to look after your pets.

anyway, mods please tell me why neon was allowed to get involved and say 'they just let their opinions get the better of them and speak out of turn' to be greeted with agreements and being told it was fine when it really wasn't fine.

Spooky Rabbit, i dont know who you are but you're cool. you made me a little less upset but it was a little too late bud

it's really nice how this convenient controversial chat only popped up after i started talking about the way i was treated in another chat huh. a whole half hour later when i'd already posted screenshots and vented and let people know what happened. love the damage control here

anyway

'speak up' once again yeah i did that and look where it got us all, Joke

something said to me outside of cottontails but this is in retaliation to the 'why didnt you speak up earlier' other than the simple fact i wasnt there lol. neon always likes to talk about these nasty little dog topics. if i'd butted into a convo i hadnt been a part of previously and said 'can we not discuss this?' i'd love to bet a whole 25$ that ghost would've told me to just mute the channel, or neon would've ignored me or told me to "just not argue uwu". either way y'all were going to get angry at me for my trigger. 

'don't want to butt in with my opinion but-' neon all you ever literally do is butt into conversations its practically your only personality trait other than mistreating ur animals lol. 'made things difficult' 'i'm vocal about my opinions' and then telling me to shut up about mine? okay if you say so.

Adam, 'we can't blacklist every topic users find uncomfortable' I'd like to point out again that a literal trigger is something very different to being uncomfortable! and on top of that it wasn't like i was asking you to trigger tag mentions of a popular character, or a food, or a language, or a colour. i was asking you to trigger tag a very controversial conversation centered around cropping, docking, and choke chains. an extremely heavy topic. not a minor inconvenience.

cool cool yall were making fun of ppl with triggers. nice

from a PM from cinna after i PM'd her about transfering my rabbit out of species - no cinna, they weren't blunt, they were just mean. simple as.

ik ppl dont wanna read text walls so this is mostly at ghost who claims im a harrasser and an abuser because i dont like neon using choke chains and shock collars

oh!! also conviently gonna add that "come for our side of the story" - you know one of your staff did that right? they went to a species owner of a species im involved in and tried to get me banned for causing drama? but didnt give any information or screenshots, and i had to provide them all to the owner to make sure the whole story was out? convenient how you just forget screenshots when they make you look bad.

this is long so

tl;dr ghost was p nasty abt the convo. they made fun of people being sensitive. they told me my trigger was a minor inconvenience and not important enough to tag. they only added a controversial topic after i kicked off because they didnt want their asses in trouble. neon got involved and isnt even staff so idk why they did.

anyway that's the news from your local drama queen, im gonna go chew on some grass now moo moo bitch

[benhardyisdaddy]

Snowed In - Part 4

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(hello this pic has nothing to do w this chap besides the fact they’re both in it and they’re both hot af so yeah yw ALSO this isnt very long but i gave u ben thots some nice hand job smut so again yw lmao im so tired plz ignore me and my bad grammar probably ily guys okaY BYEEEE)

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Oh no.

You blink your eyes open and squeeze them shut. You quickly regret drinking so much last night. The ringing in your ears felt like it wouldn’t stop. You reach your hand up to rub your face when you suddenly feel someone shift next you. Your eyes open wide. Ben! Flashbacks of the night before fill your head. You kissed Ben. You smile at that thought and feel his arm pull you closer to him. His chest was pressed against your back as the two of you spoon. You were happy about what happened last night, but was he? You shiver slightly and remember that the power had gone off as well. You pause and listen to see if you could hear anything back on, but no. Still off.

You press against Ben, enjoying his warmth over your cold body. You freeze. What is that? Something’s poking you in the back. Was it the remot- Oh. You turn your head slowly to look at him. His head is nuzzled in the crook of your neck. You look down and press yourself against him. You feel something poke you again, but this time a tiny moan escapes Ben’s mouth. You pause and do it once more before slowly turning your body around to face him. Your sudden movement makes him stir, causing him to lie on his back. Also causing him to show you exactly what had been poking you. You gasp and bite your lip, half laughing. Ben has morning wood.

You shift under the covers and smirk as you watch him raise hips as he stretches and lightly hums. He furrows his brows and yawns before slowly opening his eyes. He rubs his face and turns his head to look at you. You smile and bite your lip. He blinks a few times and smirks.

“Good morning.” he whispers.

“Good morning.” you whisper back.

He raises his arms above his head and stretches. He looks back to you and notices your eyes are looking at something. He follows your gaze until it falls on exactly what you’re looking at. His eyes open wide as his hand flies down to situate himself. You hold back a laugh at the expression on his face. His cheeks are bright red as he tries to find something to say.

“I’m so embarrassed.” he murmurs, covering his face.

You giggle and grab his wrist to pull his hands away. He peeks over to you.

“Ben,” you whisper. You slowly slide your hand up on his stomach, feeling him tense up. He looks in your eyes and his breathing gets a bit faster. You run your fingers down his abdomen and continue to watch him. Your hand stops at the waistband of his boxers and you pause. He swallows hard and tenses his jaw.

“May I?” you ask, barely a whisper.

Ben nods and lets out a shaky breath. You slowly run your hand down over his boxers and palm him. His eyes flutter close and his mouth parts open. You can’t take your eyes off of his face. He’s so beautiful. You rub him for a second longer before you bring your hands back up to his waistband. You slowly dip your fingers under it and trail your hand down to his hard length. When your hand grasps him, he bucks his hips slightly and moans. You pause your movement and watch him. He quickly looks over to you and moves a piece of hair behind your ear. He quickly cups your face and shakes his head fast.

“No, no, no,” he whispers. “Don’t stop.”

He leans in fast and kisses you hard. His tongues slips in your mouth and your hand resumes its movement. You squeeze him lightly and speed up. He pauses and moans in your mouth. His hand drops to your neck as he wraps it around you, not squeezing. You bring your thumb up to the tip of his head and swipe it over it, collecting some precum. His body shutters underneath you as he groans.

“I thought you hated me.” you whisper.

Ben’s head shoots back as he stares at you confused. You stop your movements and stare at him.

“You thought I hate you?” he asks, almost hurt.

You slowly nod.

“I could never hate you.” he says, running his thumb over your bottom lip. 

You smile at him as he leans back in to kiss you. You continue pumping him up and down and pick up your pace. Ben’s hand falls to the bottom of your sweater and raises up. He squeezes your breast as you nip at his bottom lip. He smirks and suddenly lets out a load groan. You both pause at his loudness and giggle. Hopefully no one would hear that. He brings his mouth to your neck and begins giving you wet, sloppy kisses. You pump him hard and feel his cock twitch in your hand. You know he’s close. You speed up and feel him gasp when suddenly all of the electricity zaps back to life. The living room TV pops on and it’s loud. You and Ben break apart as your heart races in fear. You quickly scramble to the remote and turn it down. You look to Ben as he’s laying back down and laughing. You shake your head and lie next to him.

“I thought that was somebody catching us.” he says, still laughing.

“God, I did too.”

The two of you look to each other and continue laughing when suddenly someone clears their throat. You squeal loudly at their sudden presence and put your hand to your chest.

“Gwilym!” you gasp.

“You scared the shit out of me, mate.” says Ben. He suddenly remembers the bulge between his legs and situates himself. Gwil looks between the two of you with a suspicious expression on his face.

“Why are the two of you in bed together?” he asks.

You look to Ben and shake your head, losing your words.

“Well,” starts Ben. “She was freezing last night, so I was trying to help.”

“By her sleeping in your bed?” he asks.

Ben sits up and shrugs his shoulders.

“You could’ve just gave her your blanket, not spoon her.”

Your eyes open wide at Gwil’s sudden change of attitude.

“Then I would have been cold.”

“Then go bunk with Joe.”

“Are you serious right now?”

You quickly stand up and look at the two of them. They stop talking and turn to face you.

“Um,” you start. “I’m gonna go shower.” You turn around and hurry to the bathroom door, closing it behind you fast. You lean your ear against the door and listen.

“You can’t do this!” harshly whispers Gwil.

“I’m not doing anything! She was cold!” replies back Ben.

“Are you sure all you did was make sure she was warm?”

“Are you serious? Of course that’s all we did!”

You shake your head and smirk at their conversation. Did all of that with Ben really just happen? And all this time you thought he despised you. You were very wrong. You walk over to the shower and turn it on. You wait several minutes for the bathroom to steam up before you undress and walk under the hot water. You love that Gwil is playing the protective brother role. You smile to yourself, yet only if you had listened for a moment longer, you’d understand why.

“Yeah, so what about Claire?” asks Gwil.

“What about her, Gwil?” Ben asks, rolling his eyes.

“Well I mean she is your girlfriend.”

Ben pauses and exhales.

“We’re on a break.”

“Oh, yes a break. And when that break is over, what happens to y/n? Huh? Jesus, Ben. Do you ever think things through?”

Ben looks down at his hands and says nothing. No. He didn’t think this through. All he knew was how much he liked you.

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[sorikkung]

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ soft bias tag

stolen not tagged bc im a fucking pleb who doesnt get tagged in shit ripppp LONG POST WARNING IM SORRY MOBILE USERS

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 1. WHO IS YOUR BIAS?

i really can’t choose between got7′s bambam and stray kids’ felix bc both are my ults so fuck the system i’m gonna do this as a poly au bc the world needs more poly shit and felix and bambam would be such a good pair

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 2. WHAT MADE YOU NOTICE THEM?

i noticed bambam first, technically i first glanced him in girls girls girls bc i was anime trash before i was kpop trash and he rEALLY looked like nishinoya from haikyuu so i called him nishinoya and thought he’d just be a first glance bias, until i saw a compilation of got7s dumbest moments and most of them were jackbam and i saw two specific clips that i recall, the one where they had to do the ugly dance of gggs outside the jyp building and bambam literally spazzed on the floor?? and the iconic how do you know im not big moment. i looked at him and went “tHAT ONE. THAT ONE, I WANT THE TRASH CHILD.” been in love ever since.

felix singlehandedly got me to stan stray kids, i first glanced changbin in hellevator then highkey forgot abt them as the show aired. then my friend sent me this clip of felix’s verse in grr from the live stage bc at this point the album hadnt even dropped yet. i was shook to the next dimension from his deep ass voice and his growling and i wanted to hear more so i watched the show and only fell in love with him more.

i betcha if this poly were to happen felix would see bambam dabbing and go “OMG IM NOT THE ONLY ONE STILL DABBING IN 2K18″ and bambam would see felix dabbing and be like “OMG HES CONTINUING MY LEGACY” and they’d hit it off from there

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 3. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE THING ABOUT THEM?

for both of them, i love how they’re both absolute crackheads. like they’re actually so stupid and what the fuck is going through their heads???? they make me smile like and idiot and laugh like no other so of course i love them. plus they have this adorable sweet side to them apart from them being memes and its so heartwarming to see that soft side come out, it makes them so much more of a three dimensional character cause there’s all these sides to them and they’re like so hardworking too and did i mention handsome? plus their love for their members ugh i could go on!!!

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 4. WHO WOULD INITIATE SKINSHIP MORE?

tough call bc im a HOE for affection and skinship but id honestly be too afraid to make them uncomfortable/be too clingy that they’d get annoyed at me so at first it would probably be felix bc lets be real. he comes from stray kids. have you seen bang chan? they bring skinship to a new level. once we all get settled in tho, i bet the three of us would be physically inseperable.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 5. WHO WOULD HOG BLANKETS MORE?

literally all of us. i always end up biasing ppl similar to me sigh we’d be so fucking wild. i betcha that would be the one thing we have regular fights over. who hogged the blanket this time???

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 6. WHO WOULD BE MORE CLINGY?

felix. as mentioned in the initiate skinship, hes really clingy. then it would be me bc i am too. but thats not to say bambam isnt clingy, he’d be super clingy too but me and felix would bring it up a notch.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 7. WHO WOULD SAY ‘I LOVE YOU’ FIRST?

m e. i’d just let it slip out after they do some dumb shit and id just go “wow youre such a fucking dumb dork i actually love you” and then have an o shit moment.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 8. WHO WOULD BE MORE EASILY FLUSTERED?

M E bc bambam is a smOOTH motherfucker and felix is an affectionate motherfucker and i am w e a k although i feel like they’d be easily flustered if they were teased, which i would do, but i think i’d be flustered the most.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 9. WHAT CUDDLING POSITION WOULD YOU TWO HAVE?

i wanna be sandwiched inbetween them bc im shorter than both of them lmaoo. but i bet we’d all bicker of who’s turn it is to be in the middle. another one would be when sitting on the couch, and we’d sit in eachothers laps in height order. itll work somehow.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 10. WHICH COLORS REMIND YOU OF THEM AND WHY?

bambam makes me think of black, white, red, and purple. black and white is bc his fashion sense is like modern and chic and those were also his most iconic hair colours. red because of his signature eyeshadow. purple just seems like a colour that would suit him, it’s royal and elegant but also homey and familiar?? but tbh he can make any colour his bitch.

felix is yellow, gold, orange, and brown, bc theyre warm colours like him!! the brighter colours are bc hes bright like the sun and the browns when its a more chill day, and its all down to earth and just feels like home.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 12. WHICH SEASON WOULD YOU LIKE TO SPEND WITH THEM?

ooft tough one...spring so i can spend my birthday with them (cause in AUSTRALIA spring is in september to november) and its cold at the start so we can have snuggle dates, and its hot at the end so we can go to beaches and have water fights and stuff!! and in the middle its perfect weather for nice strolls.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 13. WHO WOULD BAKE THE COOKIES AND WHO WOULD STEAL THE BATTER?

bambam can cook apparently and he likes being aesthetic af so he’d be trying his best to make the most bomb ass cookies, and then felix i bet is a disaster in the kitchen so i bet both of us will be stealing the batter while not helping at all and bams will be like “thanks for nothing you guys” and once realising that we weren’t gonna stop he’d turn on us and throw flour at us or something. foodfight!!

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 14. WHICH ONE OF YOU WOULD MAKE BAD PUNS AND HOW WOULD THE OTHER REACT?

i am a hoe for bad puns it would totally be me all the time. bambam would look so disappointed in me and felix would just burst out laughing with me, and bambam would crack bc how can he stay mad?? if it was an inside joke or a reference to smth and not some random pun, bams would be the first to lose it tho.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 15. WHO WOULD WANT TO ADOPT 50 DOGS AND CATS?

me and bambam!!!! bambam already has like 3 cats and id be like ok lets get three MORE and MORE and felix is like “but im a dog person :(((” (at a fansign he said he was rip) so id be like well dogs are great as well lets get fifty of those too!!!

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 16. WHICH ONE OF YOU WOULD NEARLY BURN DOWN THE KITCHEN TRYING TO MICROWAVE A POP TART AND WHO WOULD COME TO THE RESCUE?

i wouldn’t be fucked microwaving poptarts (although id probably burn down the kitchen trying to cook eggs or smth but this is about poptarts so its not be this time.) so it would probably be felix and then i’d come to the rescue bc i have fire safety training from scouts.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 17. WHO LIKES TO LEAN OVER TALL RAILINGS AND WHO PULLS THEM BACK?

bambam and i would lean over the tall railings and felix would pull us back bc as seen in the amusement park episode of the 9th, hes a pussy lmfAO he’d have a mini heart attack

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 18. WHAT WOULD WATCHING A HORROR FILM WITH THEM BE LIKE?

bambam would act all tough and felix would be like “o shit pls no” and both of them would scream at the jumpscares and cling to eachother or me, whoever’s closest. i’d probably sit there and laugh and tease them for being a baby bc horror movies aint shit with me. but the rare occassion i do get scared, i’d lose my shit and they’d never let me hear the end of it. “whos the baby now huh??”

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 19. WHO WOULD BE THE CHEESY FLIRT AND WHO WOULD BE THE SMOOTH FLIRT?

bambam is definitely the smooth flirt but he can be cheesy as well?? like he’d be smooth at times and smooth and cheesy other times. felix would be plain cheesy but sometimes he’d be smooth. same with me, i’d be a bit of both?? maybe slightly more smooth idk

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 20. WHO IS MORE COMPETITIVE? felix i feel like would be competitive in the moment but calms down quickly, bambam would be SUPER competitive and be a little petty afterwards if he lost or smug af if he won but after a while he’ll cool down as well, i’m probably the most competitive and most likely to hold a grudge or to rub it in their faces the longest lol.

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 21. WHO WOULD HAVE TO BE GIVEN CONSTANT REMINDERS? (REMEMBER TO EAT, DON’T FORGET YOUR KEYS, ETC) idk...? all of us love to eat so i dont think taking care of ourselves will be forgotten, but i tend to lose things so maybe me being reminded idk???

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 22. WHO SENDS MEMES AND WHO SENDS CUTE ‘I MISS YOU’ TEXTS AT 3AM?

ALL OF US! we’d have a group chat and see who could stay up until 4:20 to send dumb memes but if we get too tired earlier we’d sign out with some sappy message idk it would be a total wildcard whether the late night messages would be cute and sweet or straight up memes. i feel like a lot of the time it would be both, like starting off with some cute thing and ending it anticlimactically with a meme bc we’re dorks like that.

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did i ever tell u poly!bamlix is all i ever needed in life??? thank you for your time i tag @just-oneofthegays and @neo-urban annd @bqngtqn <3

[cdg174]

Call me Jane Doe: Chapter three

Summary: Dean is not amused by the name Y/N gives them, but they’ve got to move on from the barn so he has no choice but to settle with it for now. Job half finished and at a dead end, Sam and Dean decide to leave for the bunker, Y/N tagging along with them. On the many hour drive ahead of them, the boys decide to negotiate with this Jane Doe on who she is but do not receive exactly what they want. All the while, Y/N is stubborn with questions she does respond to but one answer catches their attention and they can’t ignore it.

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Y/N pov.

“You’re kidding right?” Dean almost growls at me.

“Hey, I warned that you wouldn’t like the answer.” I reply smugly, but Dean is not having it.

“Your real name.” He huffs out. “You know, the one you were given at birth.” I smile at his agitated response.

“That one is too complicated to share. So take Jane Doe because that’s what I’ve gone by for years.” I finalize. Dean opens his mouth to say something but Sam intervenes. Good, I don’t want to play twenty questions at the moment.

“That will do for now. We have to finish up here before day breaks anyway.” Sam pulls Dean back from me. “We’re not done here Jane, I hope you realize that.” He looks from me to Dean then nods his head at the barn. “We’ve got work to do.“

Just as the sun rises and the bonfire of remains crackles to nothing, the three of us begin climbing into the sleek black 67 Chevy impala. As I’m about to reach for the back door handle, Dean steps between me and the beauty.

“Ground rules of riding in Baby.” I almost laugh before I realize his face is serious.

“Okay. Go on then.” I push. Dean raises a pointer finger.

“Number one, no feet on the seats and wipe your shoes off before getting in.” He firmly states.

“Uh huh, really?” I laugh.

“Oh he’s not joking.” Sam confirms while sliding into the drivers seat. I snap my gaze back to Dean, his face stern.

“Two.” Another digit. “No food or drink if I don’t approve of them first. I don’t want any stains in my girl.” I hold back a smile. “They’re hard to get out of the upholstery.” He puts his hand down finally. “Lastly…” He pauses. “Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cake hole.” He instructs.

“Got it.” I nod.

“Good.” Dean opens the door with his good arm. I get in but not before wiping my shoes off in the grass. He nods approvingly at me. “Let’s get out of here.” He shuts my door then slips into the passenger seat.

“So where to boys?” I ask curious. They look at each other as Sam replies.

“Lebanon, Kansas.” Looks like we’re going to the bunker but because they don’t realize I know that, I have to sound puzzled.

“Why there?” I sit back in my seat.

“We should be asking you the questions Jane.” Dean determines. Here comes the hard part, convincing them to trust me. This is going to be an interesting road trip.

Sam’s pov.

“My favourite colour is rainbow and I love tutus.” Jane claims.

“That is not even close to what I asked you.” Dean says pinching the bridge of his nose. She shrugs her shoulders as he turns in his seat to look directly at her. “Can you at least tell us how old you are? You look too young to have just snapped someone’s neck and kill two demons.” He compromises. Jane smiles but for the first time, there’s nothing behind it.

“I was born in 1998.” She simply says. “November 13th, 1998.” Dean sighs.

“See answering a question isn’t that difficult. You are though.” He mumbles tired.

“Hey Dean?” I ask.

“Yeah?” He rubs his eyes.

“Get some sleep. We still have a couple hours drive.” He must be really out of it because he just nods and starts settling in his seat. Within a couple minutes his breathing evens out and he snores softly. I smile small then look in the rear view mirror to see Jane looking out the window. If it wasn’t for the speckles of blood on her shirt, you would think she was just a normal teenager. “What can you tell me about yourself? From what I’ve been listening to, you like asking questions not answering them.” She doesn’t even turn her head my way.

“When I’m being questioned, it’s usually in a small room with a two way mirror.” She frowns. “I can’t even count how many times I’ve been arrested. I do know however that every time I was, it wasn’t because they one up’d me. No. It was because I needed a shower and a place to rest.” 

“Now I’m confused.” I admit. “You can turn invisible, why don’t you just sneak your way into houses and hotel rooms? Not that I recommend it, though.” She chuckles.

“Like I said earlier…” She looks at me. “I was born on November 13th, 1998. Every year on that day, it is recognized all around the world as the day of kindness, starting the year I was born to now. I like to think that that is the reason I feel bad about stealing and breaking in places, whether I’m invisible or not.” I gaze forward.

“Then how does your conscience feel about what you did today?” I frown.

“That’s another complicated answer Sam.” She sounds conflicted somehow.

“How do you know our names?” I ask finally.

“I’m like you guys.” I stare back at her. “I’m a hunter and one way or another we all connect somewhere. A lot of the others I’ve come across more often then not talk about the Winchesters sometime in the conversation. You two are legends in the hunter community, it shouldn’t be surprising that people you’ve never met before somehow know of you.” It’s almost as though she has everything scripted. She has answers and comments for everything.

“So you were just working the same case?” She nods almost too quickly. What are you not saying? “What about your abilities? How did you acquire those?” She says nothing and proceeds to look out the window again. “Not gonna answer that one?” 

“Nope.” She bluntly replies, popping the ‘p’.

“Alright.” I drop it. “Well answer me this…” I pause and she looks to me. "Why should we trust you? Saving our lives isn’t enough reason now a days.” She peers down, contemplating what to respond for the first time since we started asking questions. After a minute of looking from the road and back to the mirror, I see her finally raising her head.

“Abilities or not, getting on a Winchester’s bad side is something no one wants to do, ever. Me included. I’m not saying we have to be best friends but you won’t have to worry about me turning on you. I have no reason too.” She breathes in. “There is a lot of questions you will want to ask me, most I won’t answer and I have reasons for why not. I probably won’t tell you that either though, but I can give you this…” Jane looks deep into my eyes. “As much crap as you two have been through in your lives…” She glances at Dean then back to me. “I’ve had to go through rough times too. Terrifying times. Most I will panic about even if I just think about them.” She pushes her hair back while breathing deeply.

“Jane…” I start.

“I’m not finished Sam.” I nod and she takes a minute to continue. Her eyes are full of experience but obviously not good ones. “As for my powers, anyone who witnesses them is either frightened or wants to get rid of them. I cannot stress this enough though when I say that no one is more scared of my abilities than me.”

Dean’s pov.

Shaking. Someone’s shaking me. I open my eyes slowly and glance around, I’m still in the passenger seat of Baby. I peek to my right and see Sam looking at me.

“We’re home. Just parked a minute ago.” I look forward and sure enough I see the bunker garage through the windshield. I sit up straight and turn in my seat to see Jane sleeping in the back. She’s laying across the length of the seats but her feet are dangling off the edge. I smile a bit at that.

“How was the ride?” I ask.

“It was great. You were asleep.” Sam smirks at me.

“Oh shut up!” He laughs then nudges his head outside. 

“We need to talk.” Looking to Jane then back to me, his face turns serious. I open my door and stand outside stretching. “Come on.” Sam begins walking towards the entrance and I follow.

“Did you get anything?” I glance back at the car asking. 

“Yeah, a bit. Not exactly what we wanted, but what she did tell me…” He shakes his head.

“Sam what did she say to you?” I push.

“She’s scared of herself Dean. Her powers…” He stares at me. “They terrify her, you can see it in her eyes and she said so too. She’s just a kid man. One with a lot of secrets and supernatural abilities, but a kid none the less.” I frown and think it over a second.

“So, what now?” I pause. “What do we do with her?” Silence falls on us for a minute before Sam speaks.

“Everything she shared with me was thought out, but it was all true.” He tells me. “I think we should be cautious, she still seems to be leaving a lot out and she wants something. That much I’m certain of but aside from that…” He presumes. “We can trust her.”

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[shioune]

tagged by @nekopri, @dreamsinparadise and @suzunesays. thank you!! omg 33 questions wish me luck

pt. 1 nekopri

What’s your favourite time of day? i personally like early mornings but i usually find it easier to stay up late then wake up early lol

Milk based ice-cream or a fruit based one? MILK BASED i’m 100% milk bb

3 things you think of when you wake up? urgh here it goes again, noooo, damnit.

Latest shower thought? coding stuffs like i really wonder how they make those diagonal things y’know? i figured it out. thanks, shower-chan.

Would you rather the temperature be 40 °C  or -20 °C ? OOOO -20 but without wind, i can tolerate that eyeing you urbana wtf is up with -20 with wind and snow huh? fu rly

The weirdest thing you have ever eaten on a whim? nothing i eat is every weird really if it’s real food, though in college we there’s this one time my housemates and i tried the orange juice with rice thing? that’s fucked up.

Are you more comfortable showing affection verbally or physically? both! although when it comes to real life, i do find it hard to say words of love, i even find it hard to say “i love you” to my mom or my lover which is why i usually am more inclined to a more physical approach.

What’s your default sleeping pose? the fetus position

What’s your ideal pet? dOG??? i had a dog, i love dogs, i live for dogs. just!!! DOGS!!!!

Favourite scene from a book/movie/tv show? all time favorite is whenever yang and grey told each other that they’re their person. also love it when the chevalier told athénaïs that she reminds him of a swan, “graceful on top but underneath, two fat flippers just trashing away” BURN!!!

Prettiest cow bread? I am serious IDK WHAT COW BREAD IS LMAO so i googled it and im not angry at the result

pt. 2, dreamsinparadise

When was the last time you cried, and why? probably yesterday? i was watching was nützt die liebe in gedanken again knowing full well what it does to me.

Do you prefer staying at home or hanging out at your friends’s place? oh man, i love both. can i not choose both? that’s not called choosing i guess, but i do love both c:

If you were in a situation where your fav SLBP character and your 10 yrs old child with him are at the brink of death. You are given the chance to save only one of them. Who would you choose? WTF okay first of all this vahjayjay will not give birth to any parasites called babies in the first place, so ofc I’d save my hide. child doesn’t even exist.

Its your first night with your SLBP bae, who’s gonna be dom and who’s gonna be sub? i’m probably gon be sub first time, dom when i’m not being a lazy af piece of crap.

What would you give to your SLBP bae as a memento if they are going to war? a charm. for protection, something i’ve prayed with for weeks maybe every night in a row. may the force prayer be with you.

Your bae had struck a faustian contract with (demon!au) you for the price of his soul and you finished your services after some time. If you chose not to consume him after the contract, it would cost you your life but he would live, while if you consume him his soul would be with you forever in your body (but you can never touch him or hear him again). Which would you prefer? Why? i probably would not consume him and not for some cheesy schmessy reasons like “oh, hes the love of my life” either but really i just am not comfortable with the idea that someone will be living inside me? i don’t mind losing the bae, i can always find another bae but the thought that he’s inside me and can communicate to me and living inside me LOL no. my body and mind and soul is mine alone. i’d die, but i’d die my own person (my own demon? lmao).

What kind of wedding would you like with your bae? simple. i never like big weddings surrounded by people i don’t even know or care about. i’ve always liked the idea of an outdoors wedding as well, been to a few of those and loved it. i’d get married in amy pond’s wedding dress since it’s been my dream since forever but also not bc i cant see myself marrying anyone.

If you were to adopt one of the SLBP guys as your children, who would it be? sakon is my child. don’t even with me. he’s my precious baby boo. also yasu and mitsun.

What do you think of me; @dreamsinparadise? i actually really really enjoy the times when i catch you on my dash, which is really not very often seeing the colossal amount of blogs i’m following, but i do like it and reading your things esp thoughts on slbp LOL let’s talk anime too but i’m so awkward lmao creeps back to my cave

Give 3 words to describe your 2D man teasing wicked smile *wink* this applies to most of my 2S baes LMAO

Are these questions fun, heartbreaking or humoring for you? Did you enjoy them?? i enjoy them actually! i have a lot of fun answering these! the situations and everything gives me muse to write? lmao stop me. i love them baby, thank you for tagging me!

pt. 3, suzunesays

Fuck, Marry, Kill - The Magistrate, Masamune’s Mother, Retainer #2 hmmmm marry masamune’s mother and show her that the real deal is with girls, no wonder you’re not happy, you’re surrounded by males sighs (jk but lmao), kill the magistrate, maybe fuck retainer #2. don’t really see it happening as i have rly low libido, probs close to ace rly, but hey if i have to choose.

What’s your favorite dessert?  i have too many hdu make me choose ggrrrrrr, recently i’ve been into pineapple cakes (nastar), and strawberry shortcake i also adore any red bean based desserts. my grandma makes the best.

Your favorite lord poofs into existence before you! What happens next? omg, hide????? i’d tackle him into a hug and just spend hours cuddling and sleeping tbh. i love cuddles, i live for cuddles.

Do you paint your nails? What color are they now? nah, they’re clear now but i usually paint them in warm hues. or cherry red (real cherries, the one thats dark af not )

What’s something you bought recently that you really shouldn’t have? :ccccccccccc reward points on several shades of sadism :ccccccc

Do you have any pets? i had 3 rabbits and a dog, they ded. old age and sick.

How long have you been playing SLBP? i honestly don’t remember? this is like, a question i can never answer bc i have rly whacked up sense of time LMAO

If you could go on vacation to any destination in the world, where would you go? lucca, italy. LOL. i know it’s very specific but i really love lucca. also where else can u see gemma galgani?

Would you let your favorite lord do your hair and makeup for you (you’d have to wear it out in public)?  yessss, i trust hide tbh LOL, he wouldn’t go anywhere really crazy. and he’d put us in consideration when choosing. and did you read his birthday story, he has great tastes.

Who has a better butt - you or Mitsunari? me. (im laughing at how quick i come to this answer). idk i work out daily. but probs mitsunari, he does too. idk i havent seen his butt. i need to see his butt. someone send me the butt.

If you could travel into the SLPB universe to have an amazing makeout session with one lord and one lord only, who would it be? do you really need to ask? there’s only hide for me ˉ̞̭(′͈∨‵͈♡)˄̻ ̊

Now, my questions.

Do you ship yourself with any of the voltage men? Or do you have any favorite, who?

Would you really date them if they exist in your life and is interested in you?

Your top three SLBP lords. Or any game from your choosing. But you can only choose three guys from one title.

Now, fuck marry kill from those choices : ) I’m satan incarnate, y’know.

What’s the last thing you daydream about?

Do you prefer hugs or kisses and are you the kind of person who would initiate them?

A song you’re really into these days and a song you associate to your fav lord/prince/character (idk, i mean what if slbp isnt ur fav game, im giving you options here bc im a sainttan)

Do you love Oyamada Nobushige?

What's your favorite food and to what length will you go to get it?

If you can time travel to any period and any country, where would you go? Why that period/country?

And lastly would you consider donating pearls to me? LOL NO IM JOKING last question is, late at night and you’ve been feeling out of it for a while and your bae (your 2D bae ofc) text messages you. Who’s your bae and what does the message say?

That’s it i guess. Yeah. imma tag some people that pops up in my pea-sized memory and you can do it or you just say “fuq u fron” and just ignore it. no worries. @shigetsugu, @yasu-masa, @amigoingbananas, @whiskasgirl, @otomesanada, @laurifakristalina, @blessthechipmonk, @cottonballwithmustache, @daeva-agas, @shedreamsfiction, @nikkihime, @rainbowatnight, @little-lady-mimi, @minminami, @wizardesslover, @mistakenmessenger, @noomsu, @thexgoddessxofxfate

[fluffi]

a god’s menu hater?! 😾 jk, i understand. it wasn’t something i liked at first too. then it kept popping up as an ad before left and right by svt played (i was streaming it at the time) but i couldn’t bring myself to skip it? then i couldn’t stop singing it. i actually recall streaming both mvs during finals week instead of studying 😅

this is your sign to dive into wayv but ofc take your time. they’ll always be there if you need a good laugh. and i hope i’ll get into cpop someday, feels like i’m missing out on good music. 😕

shotaro really is up there huh? hope sm revives the nct dance channel and give the man a platform to post on. also have you watched shotaro’s relay cam episode?

yep it’s probably because of the sexual connotation : D i wanna go back to the time when ice cream was just ice cream. and ice cream cake gave me diarrhea once 😭 i still love it but i’m always hesitant bc there’s the slim chance i might suffer through that whole thing again.

i, too, abandon my ult groups when i start stanning new ones. but then again, my ults are an active bunch. with chan going live every week and an nct unit coming back every other month, it’s hard to totally get distant 😂 i used to not watch variety shows because my attention span couldn’t handle it 🤣 also ik you mentioned the groups that you stanned before but who are your ults? (but i think it’s listed somewhere on your blog tho i’ll check it out after i send this)

maybe they don’t read because these are lengthyyyyyy but if they do then 😃🤚🏼AAAAAAA i look forward to these exchanges too úwù

ah yes. those three bring in a lot of fans 🤣 maybe thats why sm put them in the first unit that promoted for nct 2020. strategy worked tho, felt the fandom grow bigger. shotaro edits devastate me whenever they pop up on the tl but i don’t see them often. and come to think of it, i have never seen a soft johnny edit.

spicy genres 😭 i am definitely NOT worthy of that title. but if there’s a specific type of nct fic that you would want to read, i might be able to give you recommendations. oh why would you want to wipe them ☹️☹️ save a copy somewhere at least, you might regret completely erasing them.

and SEUNGMIN. the biggest threat to my loyalty to bang chan. that man just devastates me every. single. time. something about him just makes me go all soft 😔 i had a whole rollercoaster seungmin phase last december bc i subscribed to his bubble and he was active as hell EXCEPT on christmas week. and i got sad bc he didn’t send a greeting..? care to share how it became seungmin for you?

also i have a finished seungmin drabble jailed in my docs based on this devastating gif. want me to tag you when i drop it? 🤣

also yes that show 😭 i watched that bc i missed dream a lot but i haven’t got around to finishing it. i hope you’re enjoying it tho! they truly are a hilarious bunch. i saw a twt abt them though. that dream is a group of 20-year olds with 35 years of experience 🤣 they aren’t 4th gen but their ages make it seem like they are.

ah repetition both made us fall for gods menu and its glory. i still cant believe it didnt get one single win :( i personally preferred gods menu over back door but at least back door's music wins gave its sibling some justice. ugh same, i tend to stream mvs while studying but i usually end up watching the mv and the people in it instead haha.

also yes! get into cpop. i personally don't find their '4th gen' music (basically the new generation of kpop knockoffs) good because of its horrendous english grammar, but their music isn't mind blowing or anything anyways. i would recommend some ballads though, chinese ballads will remain superior forever.shotaro supremacy! i fell for him before i even started stanning nct, that says so much. and yes, ive watched his relay cam and fan cams multiple times, way before i stanned too haha. hes honestly so likeable.

lmao are you lactose intolerant? /g ice cream doesnt do much to me besides make me feel bloated. nowadays i prefer smoothies over it.

speaking of nct units coming back and skz, hot sauce just happened but we already have a 127 drop. i didnt think id see hyuck and mork in there D': give them a break sm. once again, title track isnt my taste at all, but maybe ill grow to like it after a few listens. ive surprisingly become a fan of hot sauce though. the hook and jaemins intro are super addicitng. 

stray kids world domination too! i didnt watch kingdom because im not available during the airing time but i streamed and looked at their performances and i have to say, no personal bias or anything, skz deserved that win :3 its all in good fun though, atz and tbz caught my eye and i might try getting into them in the near future hehe.

my ults are izone, skz, txt and enha! (i think you probably saw them already haha). my bias ults are jake and wonyoung. to be honest, with the amount of dream content im consuming daily, i think they might become one of my ults soon. argh i really want to write for them though.

no no your fics look so unique and spicy grrr. im really excited to read them! theyre different from typical fanfiction and im a sucker for that. hmm for recommendations, honestly anything sfw and fluffy is fine, i tend to love writing angst but im a sucker for reading fluff. ive been binging on lvdsc's works actually, so amazing argh. as for my works, ill probably private them...or move blogs? im still thinking about it.

skz bubbles! ah theyre always so fun on the app, did seungmin say anything interesting? as for how he became my bias, the memory's hazy but i think it was because i was looking at those september celebration videos (for han, seungmin and lix all together (?)) and just kind of fell for his gahs and his vlives. seungmin vlives are always so fun and relaxing, i like to do homework to them. especially that one vlive where he sang for 4 hours, that just made me fall in love with him more.

based on that gif, im assuming that the drabble is about nose booping? which i absolutely LOVE! YES! in fact, tag me in anything seungmin. anything. literally anything. that boy is my secret ult lmao.