#would not be the same if she wasnt wearing it? perhaps?

[snake-berry]

Melisandre of Asshai

red, and terrible, and red <3

[daydreamteardrop]

Girlhood - Sylus x Reader Drabble

Note: Hello! This is a drabble Ive started, maybe I'll continue it. I thought about how Sylus would be so up for helping MC be more confident in a girly style, because her whole life she wasnt allowed to present girly for her safety. (im massively projecting). Grandma Josephine is carrying the brunt of that LMAOOO, idk, is not being a Josephine fan controversial?

Not beta read, we explode like Josephine.

Spoilers for Sylus' Story!

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Girlhood wasn't really something you got to grow into.

Middle school introduced the full throttle of make-up, accessories and hairstyles onto the girls your age. And you found it fun, in fact, you always wanted to join the bandwagon.

But your dear gran was just so worried. She'd hold your hands tight and tell you that presenting so feminine can be dangerous. You will be stared at, perhaps even talked to by strangers, god - it would hurt your dear Grandma's heart should you walk outside while presenting in a girlish way. She'd be worried sick.

‘The boys would stare…’

‘Think about the way home, it gets dark so quickly during fall and winter.’

'It's unsightly.’

‘You are way too young.’

‘You’d get unwanted attention.’

And you didn't want to worry her.

So with a sad smile you were always the odd one out. You'd wear big T-shirts and pants. The girls in your class looked at you with such a pitiful yet mocking expression. One time they even ‘accidentally’ cut your hair and when Caleb picked you up from school that day, your silent begging to just go home was the only thing that stopped him from acting against the bullies. Grandma saw it as an opportunity to keep your hair short. It stayed the same even in highschool, where you were mistaken as Caleb's little brother once.

In the Hunter Academy, you were able to loosen the insistence of your grandma and managed to grow your hair to just above your shoulder again.

When you first wore the official Hunter's uniform, you couldn't be happy. The only thought that crossed your mind was ‘Grandma would worry if she saw the bare stomach.’.

When Tara would try to convince you to do anything girlish, you'd decline with a sour smile. Too scared, too constricted.

Even when the explosion took her, you just couldn't free yourself of the shackles.

-

Now, the dress Sylus made you wear for the auction was…gorgeous. The black and velvet felt so nice on your skin, it was practical to move in. The accessories glittered and reflected the dim lighting of the hallway. You didn't dare touch your hair, not knowing how, so the matching black claw-clip was in your hand. You didn't have any make-up you could use. And so it felt sinful to walk along this disgustingly expensive carpet in heels you weren't used to.

He held his hand out for you to take and wore that smirk. Black gloves met his calloused hand and he observed you. Looked you up and down and there was no way to tell if his gaze was scrutinizing. Red eyes met your face and then your hair, then to the claw clip in your hand.

“...not to your taste?”

“That's not it…”

Fingers clenched around the material of the hair accessory. He raised an eyebrow, urging you to continue.

“...I don't know how to put it in. I mean, it's kinda obvious how to, but-”

Before you could bring a finished sentence into the room, he grabbed the clip from your hand and spoke “Turn around.”

“Huh?”

He sighed. “I'll help you.”

With a bit of hesitation you turned around. Something about turning your back to the Onychinus leader was unnerving, an inner part of your brain scratched that it was crazy, but the moment his hands pulled your hair to the back with an uncharacteristic gentleness, the scratch stopped. He left a bit of hair out on purpose, letting it frame your face, and clasped the rest in place neatly by the claw clip.

Your hand traced over it carefully and you turned around and met his eyes. He huffed, satisfied with himself and put his hands in his pant pockets.

You recall the sentence that left him earlier.

‘No one can stay wary, when there's a beauty walking around.’

You're not used to being described with that adjective.

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After the auction, Sylus waved you off when you wanted to return the dress and its accessories to him.

‘It was tailored for you. It's yours now.’

His way of using his money was…questionable to you. The dress was miles outside of your budget range and you hung it straight and neatly, in order to not even get a hint of a wrinkle in the luxurious fabric.

Closet doors were open and you stared at it, like it was some sort of glorious painting in a museum.

‘Maybe I should frame it.’ you thought as you sighed dreamily. When the tips of your hair slide over the back of your neck, you shudder, because it reminds you of Sylus' fingertips in your hair when putting it up with the clip.

Your poor pillow is the target of your suppressed squeal. A dress was in your possession.

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DaydreamTeardrop2025

[the-s1lly-corner]

Not too sure if you’ve done this but can you do TADC x Ghost!reader? Like they’re kinda just wearing a white sheet with black holes that resemble eyes, but there’s like nothing under the sheet so when it’s pulled off it looks like no one’s there

TADC cast x ghostsheet!reader !

Wasnt sure if I shouldve said ghostsheet or ghost... ghost implies like, traditional ghost but ghostsheet ties in the... sheet..

Still a lil sick and imma be blunt (not to you but in general.. actually I had ideas for nearly everyone for this idea!) I do be struggling with coming up with ideas for some characters for some requests <\3 I feel so bad when a characters part is dry or short 😭😭 I promise I'm invested in yalls ideas but some prompt/charafter combos do not give me many ideas <\3

CAINE:

Assuming this is romantic imagine he tries to lift up your sheet.. probably says something about "wanting a lil sneak peek of his darling" or maybe even making a joke that the sheet is a veil.. only to pause when theres visibly nothing there. His jaws probably hang open before he composes himself and tries to play off his shock with quick witted flirting. Of course this is all stemming off the idea that you forget to tell him/he has yet to see your sheet fall off so..!

POMNI:

Depending on how long your sheet is (mentally I'm seeing it at the ankle... oddly enough I can see the reader wearing these sneakers) she probably finds out you're... invisible... after accidentally stepping on the back of your sheet and pulling it off. Stops mid apology before just absolutely freaking out. Probably let's out a choked out scream thinking she just krilled you before you slap a hand over her mouth, so no one rushes in to see the commotion.. it's a little embarrassing for both sides...! You're basically nude..!!!/j

Or actually who knows, maybe the reader views it like that... I dont know the readers personality

RAGATHA:

Ooo okay so I think she would give you cute little pins and patches for you, so you can personalize your sheet more! Also ties in the hc that ragatha makes handmade stuff for her friends/partners!

A little thrown off guard when you go sheetless around her for the first time, but she quickly shrugs it off. Pro not the weirdest thing shes seen in the circus!

Offers to make you entirely new sheets, with patches and patterns and all that now that she knows it detachable

JAX:

Does the same thing as pomni except he would do it on purpose. Or maybe he yoinks your sheet and tries to make a run for it.... before stopping dead in his tracks when he turns around and you're seemingly not there. Of course assuming this is his first time snatching your sheet

Kind of just

Stands there

A little confused, really

Also assuming reader doesnt have shoes and just has their dogs out/j

Lets out a short Yelp when the sheet is suddenly torn out of his hand

I know you may be thinking that he would try to recruite you for his pranks but I wholeheartedly believe he would be terrified of you. Like all you have to do is take the sheet off and you can be hiding anywhere. For all he knows YOURE planning to do something to him, prank wise

Also likes having his pranks me a surprise

KINGER:

He sees your sheet abandoned on the ground and he thinks you melted, or perhaps you can "collapse" like gangle... huh, weird... goes to pick your sheet up, asking if you're alright. Before jumping st least 2 feet in the air when your voice answers his question... from behind him...

Oh reader please please dont do that ever again, his poor digital heart cant handle scares like that.. paranoia or not, I think kinger always hated jumpscares. Long before he entered the circus

Please apologize to him

ZOOBLE:

Now ZOOBLE would ask you to cause some mischief when they find out you're invisible under the sheet. Except, only target it to one person... jax. I mean think about it, zooble already doesnt seem to like him... and they're probably annoyed about the whole "stealing your arm to scratch my own back thing"... I mean I doubt it's the first time jax has messed with zooble, considering he did it so casually and how he treats the others... so if you're... down with a little haunting..

Similar to ragatha, I dont think theyd be all that phased. If anything they would think it's cool! I already hc that before getting stuck in the circus, zooble was into cryptids and the supernatural as well as general "disturbing" topics, so ghosts are right up their alley...... even if you're not really a ghost

GANGLE:

Thinks the sheet is cute! I was gonna say she finds out after accidentally tripping over your sheet and pulling it off, but... I actually.. dont know if gangle has heavy enough feet to do that

I mean she's ribbon

I think it would be revealed when you casually ask if you can.. "get comfortable" while in her room while you guys are drawing

Obviously, she says yes, because who wouldnt want someone to be comfortable... before literally dropping her comedy mask in shock when you literally. Take the sheet off

Of course this is assuming you dont view it as being nude, as opposed to pomnis segment but

Yeah

Tries not to make a big deal of it, last thing she wants is for you to feel bad... definitely takes her s minute to compose herself...

[simplygyuu]

Nouvelle Crown - 018 : Still the Same

synopsis : choi beomgyu, the second prince of the royal choi family doesnt have much of a life outside of his duties. even then hes not allowed to do much, his brother is the crown prince after all. but when he meets you, a regular commoner girl, through his brothers friend soobin he cant help but be intrigued. commoner life is so different from what he knows and you are the only person to treat him like the normal teenager he always longed to be. with you he gets to experience the normal, teenager life behind the backs of his overbearing family.

while standing in front of the giant, mansion of a house that belonged to hueningkai you couldnt have felt more out of place. the garden was perfectly kept and there were full on butlers at the door, holding it open for you because they had been 'awaiting your arrival.' it was all so new, something you had never experienced before.

once you walked inside you were led through the admittedly, very confusing home by a maid. she rambled on about how their dear hueningkai had yet to bring friends over that werent beomgyu and how she was so glad to meet you. you felt a bit like a fraud knowing the both of you were acquaintances at best. you should try and befriend him later. he seemed like a sweet guy either way and deserved to have more friends. perhaps him and taehyun would get along.

as you continued up the winding stairs you heard a familiar twinkle of laughter, laughter that you could recognize anywhere. it was gyu, or well beomgyu now. you had already come to terms with him being the prince and having snuck around to hang out with you of all people. at first you were absolutely freaked out but now youve realized hes still the same shy guy you met at 7 eleven. still the guy who sat there for a good hour trying and failing to play simple arcade games. still the same guy who would take time out of his busy days to text you as much as possible.

knocking on the door, the maid peeked her head in and made a small gesture. her and hueningkai must have talked about this before hand because just seconds later he was stepping out of the room and giving you a big thumbs up and smile. nervously you smiled back since it seemed like beomgyu didnt know you were showing up. at least thats how it seemed when you spoke to hueningkai.

with a deep inhale you finally stepped into the large room, the sound causing beomgyu to look towards the door. your eyes widened once you noticed he wasnt wearing the familiar mask you had always seen him in. of course he wasnt, he didnt need to hide his identity with hueningkai. his expression mirrored yours, a shocked look dawning his face as you took the few seconds of shocked silence to study his features. you knew that he was handsome after finding out who he was but it was an entirely different thing to see in person. especially after knowing him personally.

"..yn? what are you doing here?" beomgyu finally piped up, sounding sheepish. he was obviously nervous most likely because you knew his big secret. for a split second you just continued to stare before jogging forward to engulf him in a hug. a soft "oof!" left his mouth from the impact before he hesitantly returned the hug.

"i missed you so much! gosh i never realized how much we talked until you were gone... dont ever do that again!" you began to ramble, hugging him tightly. you had a tendency of picking a 'favorite person' to look forward to speaking to the most and beomgyu had been that for you since a few days after you met. you had looked forward to his texts and to the hangouts you two could manage. you never thought much of it, having had other people as your favorite person that were simply friends. you assumed thats how it was with him too, but now that you were hugging him so tightly and inhaling the familiar floral scent of his perfume you felt pesky butterflies fluttering around in your stomach.

"i missed you too... you arent mad at me?" he asked softly and when you looked up you saw the pout you had imagined so many times. a new round of butterflies burst in your stomach as you smiled and reached up to playfully pinch his cheek. "i could never stay mad at you~"

it caused him to chuckle and try to evade the attack on his cheek without shoving you off him, ever the gentleman. once you finally let go of eachother beomgyu seemed happy to dive into a small tour of hueningkais room. it seemed obvious that he didnt want to talk about what had happened or what happened at the school he was sent to, and that was okay. you had to plans to pressure him into talking. he could come to you or his brother or hueningkai when he was ready.

for now, you were happy to sit and listen to him ramble on about his best friend and their stories together.

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[softness-and-shattering]

cw for grouching about transphobia/transmisogyny specifically. and kind of homophobia its all variations of the same bigotry soup. Im watching the great british sewing bee. from a couple years ago. And one of the sewists (not sewers GBSB omg) is using a floral fabric and the presenter person comments on it being feminine, and then says (not the exact quote) "Oh I feel a bit sexist for saying that, men can like flowers". So the sewist (a woman) offers a story to the presenter about dating a man wearing floral socks, and ends the story with "and I married him!"

Presenter: "Oh did you!"

Presenter: "I wonder if you'd have to watch your underwear." and laughs.

And the contestant does that barely perceptible freeze, assumedly realises that 1. she's being filmed for national television and 2. doesnt have a good response ready, and pastes on a laugh. And in the editing they stayed on that laugh a little too awkwardly long. For both of them. Because it wasnt a funny joke it was a power joke. In fact the editors didnt need to include it at all.

And what I find interesting in probably an intellectualising-so-it-hurts-less kind of way, is that she was trying to be generous about gender roles, she was feeling sexist assuming that florals were only for girls. And then its like that social conditioning kicked in and she was compelled to make a transphobic joke, so everyone around knows you're 'safe' ie agree with the perceived-powerful-majority and you're not to be bullied. Which is what power jokes are all about, firmly cementing the in-group and the out-group and which side you're on.

Oh a man likes floral? Man-in-a-dress must be a sex pervert getting off on wearing womens underwear. Its the 'failure at being a man' and simultaneous 'but a man who's a failure at being a man, definitely not a woman failing at being a man". And the underwear thing is also autogynephelia though I think its unlikely the presenter knows that term but its the whole sex pervert thing.

Perhaps an ok response could have been "why? he's perfectly capable of buying his own." Taking it back from the shame implication and normalising. Not that I think this woman did anything wrong, we've all been in that situation where we freeze and seem to go along with it because our nervous system chose freeze instead of fight. Zero blame on this contestant who wasnt expecting that kind of comment and didnt know what to say.

And with the presenter, like, she said what she said and is responsible for it. And I definitely think (well,feel) less of her now. Its just interesting to me how she was trying to be inclusive and then its like she tripped her own protective wiring and fell back on transphobia for perceived safety. The moving forward thing to do would be trying to notice and correct those thoughts when you have them so its less likely to pop out your mouth, assuming you agree ofc. Im not absolving her. It also didnt seem incredibly malicious on her part. not excusing, just observing.

[blessedshortcake]

SPOILERS FOR MEGAMIND AND MEGAMIND "2" youve been warned

Hi chat im here to bitch and whine give my 2 cents on the new movie even tho im like. A little late. Obligatory read more

I havent seen anyone talk about this yet so im starting with it but... why did they rename Minion? I am not Too bothered by it, i mean a little but thats probably just me im just mostly confused? Is it because of the Minions stuff? So hes more uniqe? Augh my poor boy they did him so dirty

Point 2. Roxanne. What. Just what. Why did they make her like that? I loved how she had different clothes for (probably) every scene, that she wasnt just a generic cartoon character wearing the same outfit for the whole 90 something minutes and yet they just... put her in an (in my opinion) ugly dress and made her hate her job?

She seemed happy in the first movie for the most part. She wrote her own speech in the first scene of it!! I get that things are different now that Megamind is a hero but ITS BEEN 2 DAYS!! Unless her aspirations changed in the first movie and im just too tired to remember then its a huge change. Besides that she was.... okay i guess? Shrug i liked the original more

Oh right! Their relationship or lack there of with Megamind! I was never a huge shipper of them but i didnt mind. I find it sweet at most since they can be silly together but only if given more time and fleshed out more. Im more interested in seeing their progression, learning about each other, adressing past stuff (like how Megamind was hiding as Bernard for god knows how long i am so tired i cant remember this move killed my brain) and i dont care if theyre a couple or just friends or something in between for all of that

But...... seeing as (and i can only assume) the first movies last scene of him accepting the new museum that was rebuilt for his image happened months after the Titan thing and they literally Kissed and whatever id ASSUME there is something between them to kiss like that IN A PUBLIC EVENT IN FRONT OF THE CITY?

And yes i love my platonic kisses but lets be real. This was made by a Company and this is a het couple theres no way they would let them kiss as just friends. Like id be the happiest mf on earth if they did but from previous movie track records i dont think thats the case

If the movie was like set between the Titan thing and the reopen of the museum id understand. Then yeah, things are complicated between them. But we SEE the museum like at least once so??? Ugh i dont know why im so caught up on everything this movie was full of contradictions

Before i go to the main issue (the whole movie is the issue but i digress) i wanna talk about the world itself.

Where did the smart phone come from?????? Hello??? Movie 1 had flip phones at best + whatever Megamind made but hes like a genius so like that doesnt quite fall into public tech stuff. Why did they nerf the dehydration gun? That was instant or near instant before why did it take seconds now?? Megamind has a whole new lair AFTER 2 DAYS-

Why is everyone so stupid and disrespectful? The whole key ceremony was 100% unneeded if hes already an esteemed hero? Whatever.

Now the main bone i have to pick. MEGAMIND.

He could not be more OOC. I cant belive this was an actual movie not like some fan project. God

They already had a whole thing in the first movie how he needs Minion more and he needs to listen to him and how he appreciates him. Why did we go back to ground 0?

If they REALLY needed a conflict where Minion wanted to be a sidekick and Megamind didnt want that to happen (which... i dont even know why they needed that? Perhaps with Minion away from the lair when the DS showed up the issue dragged on much longer? Shrug) THEN THEY COULD HAVE DONE AAAANYTHING ELSE!!!

Might i remind the creators that in the highpoint of the first movie, when Minion used the disguise watch and helped Roxanne escape so Megamind can defeat Titan as a fake Metro Man he got (kinda) hurt? Like his tank shattered and he was drying out. Sure he was fine but THAT already couldve been a better motivator!!

Megamind being scared to let Minion be his sidekick because he has been with him for all of his life, his first and best friend in the whole galaxy, his caretaker since he was a baby, his last connection to his home planet even, got hurt and could have easily died. I mean they pretty much killed like 3 people if not more in this movie so its not far fetched but like-

The conflict being Megamind grapping with his concience (spelling??) of wanting to make Minion happy and letting him express himself more, and his terror of the possibility of losing him. Like if thats too heavy they can make it more lighthearted and jokey there are Definitely ways to do that but that already is a better conflict oh my GOD.

Also DS couldve been soloed with the dehydratuion gun if it wasnt nerfed. He just walks behind them and bam. Problem solved. What the hell

point 3? I lost count. WHY DID THEY DUMB HIM DOWNNNNNNN OMG

HES SUPPOSED TO BE A GENIUS!! Sure Minion takes care of him since he can get too in his head with his ideas as we see. Multiple times. But hes not an idiot. He would know how a toaster WORKS HES NOT XBDNSN MAIMS!!

Anyway

I finished the movie like an hour ago but i already forgot that little girls name oops. She was... weird. I wasnt too annoyed about her more so confused? Since shes the only person with a smart phone? And she had half a million followers for her Megamind blog? IN 2 DAYS? Right. Felt very forced to put her into any and all of the scenes

Back to our massacared blue hero. He would NEVER be like that. More specifically with the DS. One of the main parts of him is that he was lonely!! He never had friends!! He is sooo socially stunted he doesnt know many many basic concepts as an adult!! Like how phones work or views or i cant remember anything else what a disgrace but like!!

He would never go to evil school. Why would there be an evil school also?? But he never had anyone but Minion!! He was sooo lonely without Metroman he had to DIY a new dude!! He became a villian because people kept bullying him for being different and weird and so he decided to become what they make him out to be! If he had friends like how the DS makes it out to be, hell, like how the movie makes it out to be then he would never abandon them like that. He would NEVER

Also him the leader?? Are you kidding me?? Where was Minion during all that? And even then why didnt they just use the original DS material? I was hoping to see the fire lady where did she go :( (i cant remember any names tonight huh)

Everyone is so dumb in this movie it hurts. 0 spacial awareness, the conversations dont feel like they fit together, some scenes they literally repeat stuff that was either said already or just dont relate at all. I dont know why that is but it bothered me a lot

The DS looked and acted dumb, they were the most generic ass villains like... WHY DIDNT YOU USE THE ORIGINAL- whatever im. Sigh. But really it was so weird???? If Megamind was supposed to be their LEADER why were they so disrespectful to him? He feared them plenty and yeah sure its because he lied to them but leaders usually are respected. They treated him like shit and didnt listen to him once. Rushed him the whole time and kept making him do things like....... girl... thats your LEADER. Ex leader at worst. Maybe dont throw a party in his HOUSE without even asking or warning him and tell him to not be a party pooper when he demands you to stop it. I have a headache now

The ending was....... interesting. Roxanne becoming mayor feels unrealistic and rushed but alas it fits to the theme of the movie because of that (aka being rushed and unrealistic). The M signal is. Laughable. Silly at the very best. It got a laugh out of me but its just.... unneeded. I dont know i dont get why they had to add it you know. Also obligatory Minion out of the tank moment oh wow woo yippe Why

Overall? There were like 3 jokes at best that i liked + the dance off scene was nice. Funny and kinda in character even. The rest? I will be mad about it forever. 1.5/10

[pastanest]

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Spencer Reid x she/her!reader

warnings: mentions of rape and abuse, no graphic descriptions

Where You Belong

As Spencer stalks the corridor of prison cells, he cant help but feel a little smug. He really did well in ensuring this monster would end up in the closest place to hell he could find. During one of the six nights of your absence, Spencer looked into the most notoriously brutal prisons in the country, just so he knew exactly where to send the man that had taken you. Usually, the prisons that serial killers end up in isnt up to the BAU, but being close friends with a tech genius like Penelope Garcia meant that it really wasnt difficult to switch the name of the prison the monster was to be sent to, marking it up as a hitch in the prison data systems. Penelope isnt one for revenge, but her along with the entire team adore you as well as Spencer, and they saw how broken he was without you; knowing what was happening to you because you were the thirteenth victim of the unsub meant everyone wanted the scum dead.

Spencer knew that he wanted to visit him at least once, to put him in his place one last time, within the walls he would be trapped in for the rest of his miserable life. Showing the prison guard his ID, the guard nods at him and lets him into the visitation room, where the monster is waiting for him. Spencer gleefully notices the resemblance between this scene and the first time he had met this man, except this time he’s handcuffed to a table and wearing a prison uniform.

“I had hoped you would be bringing the ever so lovely (Y/N) with you.” The scum chirps, far too thrilled by this situation. Spencer will soon put a stop to that.

“You dont deserve to breathe the same air as her, let alone see her.” Spencer tells him, his voice controlled and quiet as he stands at the opposite side of the table, staring him down.

“That’s a shame, I would’ve adored seeing her reaction to me smiling at her.” The serial killer grins wickedly.

“You’ll never know, because she’s under my protection.” Spencer declares.

“You mean like she was the night I took her?” The monster smirks, thinking he’s got leverage over Spencer.

Although his words sting, Spencer has far more leverage prepared. “I will regret not going into her home that night for the rest of my life, but the fact that you’re here makes both her and I feel a lot better.”

The scum leans towards him. “She will never recover from what I did.”

Spencer walks to the side of the room to glance out of the small window. “And that is the reason you are here.”

The embodiment of evil scoffs, revealing his narcissism further, as if it wasnt already blindingly obvious. “Im here because I killed twelve women and mercilessly beat your girlfriend.”

Spencer is quick to turn on his heel and lean against the wall with his hands in his suit trouser pockets, meeting those beady eyes with a steely gaze. “No, you are in here because (Y/N) is alive. If you had killed her, I would have killed you myself.”

“Oh, is that so?” The murderer tries to laugh off Spencer’s words, but his fear shines through. Handcuffed to a table in a prison as notoriously brutal as this one, Spencer could do whatever he wanted and the guards would turn a blind eye.

“Do you want to know the reasons behind your failure?”

“Please, do tell!” The subhuman is enthralled by any conversation about himself, which is exactly why Spencer approached this new conversation in the way he did; now the bitch has no choice but to listen to him.

The genius takes very slow, casual steps towards him as he talks, glancing around the room as though the topic has little interest to him, further infuriating the prisoner. “You abandoned your M.O and victim pool, you made it personal and left behind your own methods, meaning you were clumsy and made mistakes. Previously, your abductions were in broad daylight, you kept each woman for a week and then raped them and slit their throats, choosing to dump them outside of the high school where you were first rejected by a girl you liked, isnt that right?” He deliberately meets his gaze again upon asking the question.

The killer shuffles uncomfortably.

Spencer continues. “And at one of those crime scenes, you overheard me figuring out the exact cause of your rage, so you decided to make it personal and take (Y/N). Though that mistake could have been fatal for you, the next mistake you made actually saved your life.”

“How so?” The killer asks, trying to hide his shaking legs beneath the table.

Spencer keeps his hands in his pockets as he stands directly beside the man handcuffed to the table, towering over him with unseen authority. “You underestimated her. You thought that cruel words and beating her would be enough to break her, but you were wrong. Because every second she spent with you, she knew that I was coming to get her, she knew that if she made herself more interesting to you then she could buy herself as much time as possible for me and my team to find her. She played you, and she won.” The monster parts his mouth to retort, but Spencer tilts his head and frowns. “Oh, did you think she wouldnt tell me about her pressing you for information about the girl that rejected you, using the kindness and persuasion only (Y/N) possesses to her own advantage, until you started crying and showing her pictures of the girl who never even knew you existed?” Spencer laughs darkly. “You are absolutely pathetic.” He shakes his head and walks back around the table. “You got more than just the girlfriend of an FBI agent when you took (Y/N), and she broke you. You lost, and the whole world knows.” Spencer stops when he reaches the door of the visitation room. “Especially your fellow inmates, who will most likely enjoy making you cry, over and over again, until you are begging them to stop in the same way those women begged you. And just like you, they dont remember the meaning of mercy.” He holds his gaze just long enough to make him squirm, and then he leaves, without giving the subhuman anytime to respond and reinforce his ego, because Spencer knows that will haunt him for the rest of his days.

The drive home, Spencer is sure his car is powered by his own adrenaline. Despite feeling relieved at getting the closure he needed, it isnt until he sees you sitting up on the couch in a cocoon of blankets, hiding everything except your face as you stare at your laptop screen, that Spencer truly relaxes. The chuckle that leaves his lips is so light and joyous, he feels like he’s spent a lifetime with you experiencing nothing but bliss, and the memories of the past hour feel as though they belonged to an ancestor. Kicking off his shoes, Spencer drops his keys to your house on the table, undoes his tie and places it on the back of the couch, before flopping down next to you.

“Cozy, angel?” He asks quietly.

“Mhmm!” She nods excitedly, unable to tear her gaze from the show she’s binging on Netflix.

Spencer laughs at how adorable you are. “Is there room for two in there?”

Only words that lead to cuddles have the tower to break your concentration, you turn to him with a beaming smile and open up your blanket cocoon. “Of course!”

Spencer grins and wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you onto his lap and cradling you, placing a soft kiss on your forehead and cheek, which you thank him for by returning the kisses to his forehead and cheek. The two of you smile and snuggle up under what is now a blanket mountain rather than a cocoon, and you begin explaining to Spencer what he missed in the last episode of the show that you watched while he was gone.

Because you are returning to normal life, you are feeling safe in your home again, and you will ask Spencer about the visit when you feel like you’re ready to hear it. You are exactly where you belong, so is Spencer, and so is he.

[destinyc1020]

“Z seemed to be enamoured with JE” i am offended solely because i am a shipper and i don’t think rationally when it comes to the “others” lol BUT NAH i cannot accept that she’s “enamored” with him. She dated him tho and that’s a fact and maybe clung to him while hurting over a breakup with the actual love of her life. It happens. Of course she’d do all those couply shit with that ratface (im very very very sorry) because z is a decent person and would not treat him harshly?? she chose to date him and that’s a fact. Of course at first she’d be enjoying herself?? I’d do the same with a rebound. BUT pretty sure when she had time to truly reflect on things, she realized her heart wasnt truly in it. I still believe she’s the one who broke it off with him when she realized how she’s not truly in love with him (added to the other factors like how pretentious he is and all the horrible rumors…kidding! idk him personally to say anything haha) ANYWAY! can’t change the past, can’t erase those pictures seared into my brain, but the wonderful thing about the past is how i can compare it to what i’m witnessing now. And yes, Tom is indeed the love of her life, and I said what I said no matter how delusional I sound to non-shippers.

Yea, it's so obvious she loved Tom more than she loved JE. I don't even know why that's even a question at this point lol. The signs have been there since 2019 honestly. Who goes and gives their ex or soon-to-be ex a keyhole neck chain with some secret picture or message inside of it right before (or after) they've split up?? 🥴

Who goes and wear's their ex's shirt after they've split up the night of their movie premiere?

Who almost slips up and says "cuddling with my boyfriend" on the red carpet when talking about her "perfect day"? And let's not even go into all of the other signs that there were still feelings between them after Tom and Olivia were spotted together.

Honestly, the signs were still there that they both loved each other even after they split up. It's not just a crack theory. There were plenty of signs that us fans who followed them closely even after their breakup picked up on.

Z was doing what any normal woman would do after a breakup. She moved on and dated another guy. 🤷 And if our suspicions are true (perhaps Tom initiated the breakup), then it's no wonder that she would move on to start dating JE as soon as she saw Tom spotted with Olivia. Knowing JE he probably saw the pictures and swooped in and made his move. 🤷

She definitely had an attraction to JE, and liked his company (otherwise she wouldn't have dated him in the first place), but do I think she was in love with him like she was in love with Tom? No way lol 😅🤣

Even Momma Claire knew that lol, "Jacob WHO??" 😅🤣

[jungcherie]

XXX

—𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: jeno x fem!reader

—𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍: 2.9K

—𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾: smut

—𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: mentions of STD, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, mentions of oral

—𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: Jeno started working at a porn video production company as an editor, but ended up filming... and even acting.

disclaimer: this is all fiction, I'm not part of the porn industry (means im CLUELESS about it) and i don't have anyone close to me who is into it so, i had to do a research and i got all the info from an interview of an ex porn actress, just to make it more realistic. Nothing, just that, enjoy ;)

Huang Brothers company looked like an ordinary company, although they were all dressed casually and Jeno was the only stupid who was wearing a suit the first day here. The guy who received him laughed when he saw him, he laughed too, but of embarrassment. In his defense, the desperation of get a job to survive was so big that it didn't give him time to investigate more about the place, only that it was dedicated to filming and producing porn videos.

"Well, this is your office," A pretty spacious room with shitty lighting and a dusty desk. "The videos you have to edit are already on the computer, you have a program but if you want, you can download the one that's most comfortable for you"

The slam of the door made him jump out of the place with fright, he was alone in his new workplace. He ran his hands over his face and pulled off the tie that had been choking him from minute one he left home.

Jeno didn't expect he would have millions of videos to cut, paste and fix. He spent about a week trying to finish everything but he kept getting more and more. They were all from the same girl with a different boy.

He also realized, Huang Brothers had a very bad organization, and it was because the company was almost bankrupt. They tried to recover by filming thousands of scenes. Jeno was tired of hearing loud moans through his headphones.

"Lee, we need you, it's an emergency"

Those were the words that made him confuse. He? Why would they need help from a simple editor?

"What's going on?" he asked Renjun as he tried to follow his quick steps, everyone was just as excited as he was, Jeno couldn't understand anything.

"Our cameraman quit at the last minute" he replied, frustrated, opening the door of the set.

Jeno knew very well what that meant, and he panicked. one thing was watching two people having sex through a screen, he wasnt prepared to see and witness it with his own eyes. Also, he wasn't hired to handle a camera.

"But I don't know anything about angles and stuff." In his nervousness, he tried to justify himself and escape. From all the people there, why him?

"Don't worry about it" Renjun stands next to the artifact Jeno was going to use. "The director will guide you and tell you what to do"

He left. There were people everywhere, going around and screaming when a girl appeared in his field of vision, wearing a black satin robe and compared to the whole environment, she was calm, standing with her arms crossed, perhaps waiting for someone to tell her something.

This was the first time he had seen her fully clothed.

"Hey" a touch on his shoulder took his gaze off from her. "I'm Lucas, a pleasure"

Lucas was the famous director who would teach him, he briefly explained he was going to tell him where to focus and truly, it wasnt that difficult work to do.

By the time everything calmed down, the two actors were on top of the bed, naked, and the makeup artists doing their final touch ups, Jeno felt the heat rise up his face, his cheeks were probably red, even though he was watching them through the lens and not directly, he was embarrassed, he muttered wishing he didn't have to hide an erection in the middle of filming.

"We can't film" Lucas says suddenly looking at his cell phone, everyone turned to see him as if he were joking, some angry, others fed up with all this. "There is a positive case of HIV"

Jeno opened his eyes in disbelief, had one of them been infected?

"It's neither of us," the actress spoke. "We can film"

So it was an external case?

"Sorry, Y/N. But rules are rules" Lucas replied before walking out the door followed by all the staff.

You put on the robe and said bye to the boy who was going to perform with you.

"Saved by the bell, honey" you mumbled passing Jeno's side.

A knock on the door caused him to remove his headphones and say 'come in' to whoever wanted to enter his office. Jeno froze when he saw the person on the other side.

"So you're the new editor right?" you said walking towards him, with your arms crossed, to see how he was working on his computer.

About five days had passed since the failed attempt to shoot a video, and he hadnt received any explanation or news about it. Jeno had been left wondering what had happened after that.

"It seems so" he answers raspy voice, he had to clear his throat after saying that sentence. "I'm Jeno"

"Nice to meet you Jeno" you say giving him your hand for him to take, which he did, but in a very hesitant way. "I guess you already know me"

Yeah, I know every part of your body, he thought without saying anything, and adjusted his glasses to go back and continue doing what he was doing. Your presence was making him uncomfortable, every two seconds Jeno glanced over his shoulder to see what movements you were making. "Do you... Need something?" he asked when he already felt unable to move the mouse.

"Oh," you blurted out covering your mouth a bit and walking away from him. "No, I'm just going around the company since, you know, the incident"

"You can't film" he cooed. "Yeah,it stops for a couple of days and they send us to renew our STD tests" he nodded.

The memories of that day haunted him, he knew no one would be the same idiot as him and would agree to work in this company, that meant he would have to work as a cameraman when they said so, and also meant he would see you naked fucking with someone else.

"Why are you here Jeno?"

Curiosity was killing you, why was someone as cute as him involved in one of the most raw and disreputable industries?

Jeno was wearing an oversized shirt, but his pants were tight. You noticed he had big thighs and strong arms. The veins ran through his forearms until they reached his hands, you couldn't help but think about the well-worked body Jeno was hiding under that giant garment.

You ran your tongue over your lips while he had his sight elsewhere.

He didn't look like the previous guys who worked this position.

"I ask you the same"

Jeno didn't understand why someone like you kept working here, literally Huang Brothers was falling apart and you kept making more and more content.

"Surely we have the same reason" you muttered.

"Don't ask him to delete any scenes Y/N! I know you!" Renjun saw through the door you were talking to Jeno and he scolded you, you just rolled your eyes and yelled back you didn't want that.

Were you starting a conversation with him to ask him for a favor? Because if so, it made sense for you to come visit him.

"Don't believe him, I just wanted to meet you" you spoke sweetly, touching his shoulder. Jeno had stopped being tense but he froze again when he felt the physical contact.

You two stared at each other for a few seconds and involuntarily, you ran your tongue over your lips again, Jeno's gaze was positioned right in that place, until he realized he was looking at your mouth in a strange way .

"Nice to meet you, Y/N"

Shit, shit, shit.

That was the only thing Jeno could think about as he hid his face behind the camera lens. This filming was quite exhaustive, every two or three minutes everyone stopped and the makeup artists did touch-ups, the actors changed positions and he was getting closer and closer to them.

Jeno was surprised by his holding, it had been fifteen minutes since it had started and everything under his pants was under control, disgust was winning over his, having the smell of sex entering his nose wasnt pleasant, the lubricant had a very peculiar aroma, almost nauseating, not to mention hearing two bodies colliding rhythmically.

"Cut!" Lucas yells next to him. "Change your position"

Also, the bad thing about this work is that he couldnt take a break, not even go to the bathroom or drink water, and unfortunately for him, Jeno wanted to pee so bad.

The two actors changed position: this time the guy was lying down facing the ceiling while you were on top of him, with your feet on his knees and your hands on the mattress for support. Jeno had a perfect view of your pussy being pounded by that actor's cock, he was going in and out quickly while you moaned loudly.

He was questioning many things right now, first, how the hell did all those men do to maintain an erection for so long? And second, this was a performance, but was the pleasure of sex ever real?

This was the last scene to shoot, Jeno was sweating from fatigue, he wanted to go home, take a shower and sleep in his bed until the next morning, however, what happened right after woke him up more than ever.

You looked straight into the camera, that man's dick still hitting you, your frown and your mouth open. Jeno felt touched, every sound that came out of your throat wore his name, even if it wasnt explicitly, and you wanted to let him know, you wanted to tear down that innocent look that Jeno had and corrupt his thoughts, make him want and think things undue, and you were part of all that.

The thrusts stopped, you were still with his cock inside, feeling how you were filled with all his cum, just by moving your hips a little, you took it out and gave the camera a close-up of your pussy, dripping from a mixed white liquid with your own fluids.

"It's done! Thank you everyone! You can go and clean yourself guys"

Lucas's words were a salvation for Jeno, who nearly dropped the device, and trotted off to the bathroom, his face red and sweaty and an hard on that would be difficult to lower.

Chaos had returned to Huang Brothers, the situation was even worse than before, Jeno wouldnt be surprised if he lost his job in a couple of weeks, or even days, but he didnt understand why the company didnt fire everyone and finally close.

"You are the only actress we have left" Hendery, one of the directors could be heard on the other side of the door. "We can't film"

"Why not? I can do a solo" you protested. "You can, but you won't get many views"

Jeno snorted, of all sectors in this building, why should they stand in front of his office and argue there?

"There is something wrong?" he asked opening the door and surprising the two people on the other side. You and Hendery didn't utter a word or sound, you two stared at Jeno's body. He was wearing a tank top, now you could see his arms and his shoulders.

It is as if you and Hendery are connected, because you looked at each other at the same time and smiled as if you had the same idea, which in fact, you did.

At first, the offer to act in a porn video sounded like a joke to Jeno, although after seeing your serious face when asking him to participate with you he knew it wasnt a joke at all. You insisted a million times and he refused a million times.

"Please do it" you said, almost begging. "No, Y/N. I don't want to be naked on a porn site" he replied back.

"Please, you have a good body, I'm sure everyone would love you"

And after some lengthy discussions, Jeno agreed, knowing that he would probably regret it at some point.

Nerves dominated his entire body, he had already been tested for STDs, had shaved to the core and bathed before filming. He was afraid of not getting an erection, or not being able to maintain it for long. Of course Jeno had had sex before, but doing it while everything was recorded was something else.

And do it without a condom too.

"Are you good?" You asked him when you entered the room, Jeno was hiding in his office, cowering from his decision, he could only nod quickly, breathing rapidly. You walked over and took his hand to calm him down a bit. "It's okay, if a problem arises, everything has a solution"

The set was the same, the design of that room was different from the last time he had seen it. There weren't many people around, not only one actor had quit, but more of the staff had left.

"Well, guys," this time, the director was Hendery and not Lucas. "As you can see, the makeup artists are gone, so we will have to make this simpler and more amateurish"

Jeno frowned, confused, he wasn't understanding what Hendery meant. "That the video is going to be a single shot, without cuts, without editing"

You and Jeno had to reach at least six minutes.

When Hendery indicated that you could start, everything around you no longer existed. You had told Jeno everything that was done during the shoot was consensual and planned, although you and he hadnt agreed on anything, you just got carried away.

A good way to waste time was foreplay, it is something that in many videos wasnt going to be seen and some people say its better than sex itself.

You two were kissing slowly, Jeno took you by the neck and waist while you had your hands on his chest, little by little, he began to lower his limbs until he reached your hips, then the sudden grip made you jump and hook your legs around your waist, your lips didn't detach in any moment, and with firm steps, Jeno went to the bed.

He took a seat, you sat on his lap with both legs at the sides of his body, Jeno massaged your ass and you caress his arms with gentle movements, his skin crawled, you could already feel his erection grow underneath.

You both stopped and looked at each other without saying anything, soon a smile started to appear on each of your faces.

The sheets came into contact with your skin when you lay down on the mattress, you took off your bra to expose your chest, Jeno instead took off the only garment he had and was completely naked. He ran two fingers over your panties quickly that made you let out a sudden sigh, he traced a path of kisses all over your stomach until he reached one of your nipples and caught it with his teeth, gasps came out of your mouth when you felt him playing with his tongue.

Your nails scratched his hair, trying to let him know he was making you feel good.

Where was the shameful Jeno?

By that time at least three minutes had passed, and and the good hadn't even started.

He returned to your lips to kiss you and take off that garment that was quite annoying once and for all. He pulled away momentarily and slid the panties down your legs, always looking into your eyes. Jeno had lost the glow in his pupils, his aura had changed and had turned dark, you couldn't be more satisfied with this.

He lay down on the bed and let you position yourself on top of him, the desperation you had to have him inside you so immense that you omitted the idea of sucking his dick.

Both of your hips at the same height, Jeno ran his tip through all your folds, soaking it all, causing him to groan. You withdrew his hand and took it with yours, aligned it with your hole and lowered, bending your knees, taking it entirely and without problem, your moans got mixed.

It really felt different and better, Jeno thought to the touch of your walls trapping him.

You start to move up and down rhythmically, letting the camera see Jeno's cock go in and out of you, causing you pleasure, letting out moans that sounded different from the others. He could notice, the sounds you were emitting now sounded more realistic in his opinion, Jeno couldn't help but think they were because of him, and he increased his grip on your ass, digging his nails into you, which would probably leave the odd mark later.

The six minutes had passed a long time ago, you looked tired, and Jeno decided to change positions. Now you were lying down, your legs spread, giving him all access to you.

Something you never thought would happen was that Jeno were into choking, but it made you smirk. His palms around your neck applying pressure added to his hard thrusts, was something you were enjoying more than ever.

He looked at you, you were grabbing his wrists, eyes almost rolling, you tried to speak even though you couldn't, however the clenching of your walls warned Jeno, you were close. He didnt stop at any time and continued until your legs were shaking and he was left with his dick pulsing, he made sure every drop of his cum was inside you.

Both sweating and tired, you kissed one last time and Jeno came out of you. Seconds later you could see the white liquid drip out of your hole.

"Bravo! That was a great performance guys!"

[ssamie]

epilogue. “your girlfriend’s kinda hot”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide and suggestive themes + dirty jokes

masterlist.          suicide freak!

"hey uh, welcome to my stream i guess" he said as he spared the camera a quick glance "im not really playing tonight because an incident has recently occurred in this household" kenma said with a tired sigh 

nobody else knew it, but the said 'incident' was y/n accidentally setting half of their living room on fire 

the reason? apparently, she wanted to try burning herself to death in the furnace. obviously, it didn't work. and all that's left from that is more shit for kenma to clean up and a trip to yosano-san. 

kenma is stressed. and y/n is still alive. both of them are facing problems. 

"can you please wear a maid outfit- no."

kenma shook his head as he continued playing, glancing at the chat once in a while to read the veiwers' questions and comments

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user: how about cat ears?! 

user: ^^ cATBOY CATBOY CATBOY 

user: u suck at this game wtf

kuroo.tetsu: hey kenma ;) 

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"first of all, i do not suck at minecraft thank you very much" kenma scoffed 

"second of all, go away kuroo. im still mad at you" 

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user: LMFAOOO kuroo what did u do?? 💀💀

user: he probably broke kenma's pc 

user: PLSS he's the one kenma’s throwing shade at on twitter 

kuroo.tetsu: STOP THE SLANDER 😔✋🏼

user: rooster head lookin ass 

user: ^^ NOT THE HAIR 

kuroo.testsu: 😃😃

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kenma sighed as he continued building a cute little cottage. he was currently vibing, just building y/n a cute cottage for her to probably burn later on. 

and he decided it would be nice to go on stream since his oh-so-lovely girlfriend was still out for work. 

ah yes, kenma has somehow kept y/n alive all those years. 

barely. 

hence why his phone was being bombarded with messages from her, all of which being blurry selfies. 

the photos had her sporting a huge grin while atsushi panicked in the background. 

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user: ayo, ur phone's blowing up 

user: do you have a girlfriend? 

user: KODZUKEN LET ME SUCK UR TOES 😋😋🤩

user: ^ ayo chill 😃

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kenma simply ignored them and continued on with his task. all was going well until a loud slam was heard. his cat-like eyes widened as he heard a familiar voice singing from downstairs, it was undoubtedly y/n. 

kenma chuckled nervously and muted his mic. 

but of course, cute dumb catboy didn't actually mute his mic. haha <3

he ignored all the questions in the chat, all of them being  speculations that he has a girlfriend. which he does, but they simply did not need to know that <3

"kenma~" she yelled out "i have a surprise for you!!" she said, followed by menacing giggles. 

kenma glanced at the camera before hopping off his gaming chair and peeking his head out of the door. 

"y/n, im streaming!! stay down there!" he yelled out in panic 

"aw, you're playing hard to get aren't ya?" she chuckled 

kenma deadpanned as he saw her limping up the stairs, with her bandages torn and unravelled, same with her clothes. he didn't really think much of it since this is usually how she comes home. 

its most likely just due to work and/or another suicide attempt.

"so, kenma.. you'll never know what just happened to me today" she started off with a goofy grin 

"im streaming, atleast let me turn it off first-" 

she paid no mind to him as she peeled off her ruined coat and pointed to her poorly bandaged stomach

"i got stabbed!" 

"you got what?!"

kenma furrowed his brows as he immediately rushed over to his side, cradling her face and waist as he inspected her injuries

"are you okay, kitten?" he asked worriedly 

"yep, apparently it wasnt deep enough to be fatal" she sighed dejectedly 

"please don't be sad about that." kenma groaned "can you undress?" 

"ara ara~ whats this?" she cooed "you're getting real bold, kenma" she smirked at him 

she unbuttoned her shirt and started pulling down on her skirt "but since you asked so nicely-" 

kenma simply sighed and shook his head. "i was gonna prepare you a bath but now im considering leaving you here to die" 

"but the second option would've been better though" she smiled at him 

"oh my fucking god." 

kozume kenma. (22)

╰─▸ university student, stock trader, pro-gamer, youtuber, ceo of bouncing ball lpt. 

╰─▸ y/n's struggling boyfriend. definitely needs a pay after all he's been through.

╰─▸ currently panicking because his girlfriend got stabbed.

l/n y/n. (22)

╰─▸ operative/member of the armed detective agency. 

╰─▸ kenma's girlfriend. kinda dumb, very hot to compensate for it. still hasn't died yet. 

╰─▸ currently bleeding and wounded. also hoping for severe blood loss.

"kenma, did you know" she mused in a teasing tone "lack of sleep and too much stress could possibly lead to poor memory and lack of awareness" 

kenma looked up at her with a look of confusion. he was currently kneeled down before her while she was sat on the bed as he cleaned her wound up with a damp towel. 

"why are you telling me this?" he asked 

"i just thought it probably applied to you" she snickered 

"why? i didnt forget anything-" 

he cut himself off with a huge intake of air. he slowly turned his head to look at the screen which still had his stream going on. to make it worse, the camera was on and they were both clearly in the camera's field of view. 

to make things worse worse, his mic was on the whole time and the live chat was in shambles. 

"i hate it here" he sighed 

kenma laid his head on her lap as he continued on patching her up, honestly not caring that this whole scene was being recorded for thousands or millions of people to see. 

"well, atleast the internet could finally see my beauty before i die" she laughed 

she ran her fingers through kenma's hair as he grumbled under his breath. kenma was a pretty private person. he made sure not to overshare, given his current 'influencer' status. and he was planning on keeping his relationship a secret, though it seems he can't do that anymore. 

"might as well say hi" she shrugged 

so of course, she then decided to walk up to the camera looking utterly dishevelled and roughed up. 

for context, the newly wrapped bandages around her stomach was being stained already by a crimson red hue and it was only getting worse the more she moved, undoubtedly messing up her wound. 

"hi, im kenma's girlfriend and if i see you flirting with him i will make you regret it" she grinned 

"y/n!" kenma groaned from the bed "you're close to dying right now, turn the stream off" 

ignoring him, she proceeded to read the veiwers' comments, laughing at some of them while she joked around. 

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user: heLLO?!?! 

user: GE HAS A GIRLFRIEND NOOO

user: bruh, did i just hear that right? were you fuckin stabbed? 

user: ur kinda hot tho

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kenma furrowed his brows as he reluctantly walked up behind her, reading the comments with varying reactions 

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user: well damn, hot bloody girl comes in and suddenly im lesbian

user: kenma looks so done

kuroo.tetsu: hi y/n ;) 

user: HER NAME IS Y/N

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"jesus christ shut up, kuroo" kenma grumbled out with a sigh 

"yup! yup! im y/n, and no, i am not a criminal. i swear." she shook her head 

"i got an injury from my job, that's all." she cleared up 

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user: tangina nyo sana ol

user: MSKAKAKKA

user: THIS IS LOWKEY ICONIC

user: time to scratch another gamer boy off my possible bf list 😔

user: girl wtf happened to u

user: that's wack bro 🚶‍♀️

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"great question, random person from the internet!" she beamed "see, what happened was.." 

"i went on a certain mission and got severely injured. though, when i called for help nobody responded" she said 

kenma furrowed his brows at her words. "why didn't anybody respond?" he asked. she sighed and fiddled with her torn bandages, pouting her lips as she does so. 

"well, when i told them that i was finally on death's door, all they said to me was 'congratulations!' and all that.." she said "what's your take on that, hm?" she asked kenma 

"im not surprised" he said 

she grinned at his words and leaned in for a kiss. "you're so mean to me, kenma~" she whined 

she licked her lips as she held his blushing face in her hands, she nuzzled their noses as she leaned in closer to him. 

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kuroo.tetsu: oh shit 😳

user: we all know where this is heading ;) 

user: sana ol talaga punyemas 

user: AYO CHILL 

user: why we goin so fuckin fasstttt 😳

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kenma hastily turned the camera off as soon as y/n's lips touched his. 

"kitten, were still- hmph-" 

he was only silenced as she slipped her tongue in his mouth, smirking lightly as she ran her fingers through his hair 

"thanks babe." she said as she pulled away, giving him a soft peck on his cheek and a nod "anyways.." she hummed as she turned the camera on once again 

she looked through the chat while kenma slaps his face to get rid of his blush. 

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user: ur fuckin freaky 

kuroo.tetsu: oya oya 😼😼

user: MS MAAM I JUST MET U AND I LOVE U ALREADY WJABSJSJJS

user: not me blushing chiiilllleeeeee 🏃‍♀️

user: KENMA IS FLUSTERED

kuroo.tetsu: kenma, i didnt expect this from u 😼

user: im so fucking JEALOUS GRR😡

user: girl r u bleeding rn 😃

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upon reading a certain comment, she subconsciously grazed her fingers against her bandaged wound. her eyes slightly widening as she felt a concerning amount of wetness seeping through

she glanced at kenma who was still calming himself down and inspected her wound 

"oh my.." she muttered, though she couldn't help but let a smile slip through 

so like any normal person would do, she simply ignored her bleeding wound and the fact that she was getting a bit lightheaded. haha <3

"anyways, let's answer some questions!" she beamed 

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user: what's ur full name

user: what's ur job miss girl 

user: are you possibly looking for a gf, because i am more 

than willing to take the spot 🚶‍♀️

user: how did you meet?? 

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"alright, those are all very nice questions" she chuckled. kenma, who's now calmed down, sat down beside her to look at the chat. 

"first, im l/n y/n" she mused "nice to meet ya" 

"second im a detective! mhm, im cooler than your fathers" 

"third, it depends, belladonna" she cooed as she sent the camera flirty smirk "are you perhaps willing to join me in a double suicide?" 

"oh god.." kenma grumbled. he pouted at her and shook his head in disapproval. "don't flirt with random girls" he whined 

"why not?" 

"uh- because i am your beloved boyfriend, is that not good enough of a reason??" 

"... anyways, we met at a cafe way back in high school" she said with a smile "also, i asked him to join me on a double suicide" she said 

she was smiling and nodding as if it was the most normal thing in the world, all while kenma nods along 

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user: wtf are u okay 🗿

kuroo.tetsu: teenage romance 🤩

user: cute ❤️

user: im concerned ❤️

user: ur a detective?? cool

user: LMAOO I'LL GO ON A DOUBLE SEWER SLIDE 

WITH U MOMMY 😩😩��

user: ^^ SAME 😩

user: CHOKE ME WITH THOSE BANDAGES MOMMAE 😩

user: u r still bleeding 🚶‍♀️        

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kenma was simply glaring at the chat as more compliments and flirtatious comments came flowing in, all of which were directed to his girlfriend. 

"this is why i didn't wanna let people know about you.." kenma grumbled 

"aww, why not?" she asked with a playful pout 

"people are flirting with you." he sighed "also, stop asking for my girlfriend's onlyfans! she doesn't even have one!" he snarled

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user: LMAOO CATBOY IS ANGRY 😩

user: y/n-senpai spit on me 😡😡

user: drop the onlyfans 

user: chupapi munyanyo 😩

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"anyways, i'd hate to ruin the mood" she chimed in with a sluggish giggle "but im so wet kenma" she whined out 

a menacing smirk was etched on her lips as kenma spluttered in response, a bright red hue covering his face almost instantly as he faced her with widened eyes 

"y-y/n! why would you say that?!" he whisper shouted 

"cuz i am" she whined out as she grabbed his hand and trailed it down her abdomen 

she faced the camera and gave them a shit-eating grin as kenma mumbled out incoherent words 

"y/n we should-" he cut himself off as he felt the concerning amount of blood drip down his whole arm 

kenma's face paled as he looked up to see her smiling like a kid in a candy store, completely unbothered. 

"y/n, you idiot! why didn't you tell me!" kenma exclaimed 

"um- my girlfriend is bleeding. excessively. so uh- bye i guess" it was all he said before hastily ending his stream and turning off his computer. 

"y/n, let's get you to a hospital" he said as he reached down to carry her away. though she simply slapped his hands off and closed her eyes. 

"nope. this is my time, kenma. don't ruin it for me" she said 

"you're fucking dying!!" 

"well, would you like to join me?" 

"no"

"damn." she muttered in response 

"so...wanna fuck?" she asked sheepishly 

"for the love of god-" 

this was so messy :/

[midearthwritings]

Aren't We Just Terrified?

Three brothers who actually were two brothers and a sister.

Words Count : 1,997

Pairing : Fíli, Kili & Transgender!Dwarven!Reader

Warning : Angst

Author's Note : In this one, the reader is MTF transgender. So I kind of hesitated to write and post it because I didn't know if people would like it. But I actually am quite satisfied with what I did so yeah, give me feedback?

Now, this was different. It gave you a certain freedom that breeches didn't allow. You liked it. The feeling at least. Because when you looked closer, it wasn't very aesthetically pleasing at the moment. Perhaps it was because of your hair? With a flick of your wrist, you brushed off the idea. It wasn't about the looks, right now. No, it was about how it felt.

For weeks, the dress had been laying under your bed, securely. You had been waiting for the right moment to try it on. It wasnt that easy to have time for yourself when you were royalty. Between your duties, and your two brothers who were glued to you like honey to a bear's teeth, you were never alone. Not that you were complaining, no. You loved your brothers and your education, despite being tiring, was important to you.

Your patience had paid off. So here you were, in the privacy of your bedchambers, twirling in one of your mother's dress.

Deep inside, you knew you looked a little bit silly —just a little bit—, doing random movements to see how the fabric reacted to your body. But it was worth it. Because for every shift of your arm, every tentative jump you took, it felt good. It felt right.

But little did you know that your peace wouldn't last, and you would have to cut your exploring escapade short.

You were in the middle of another timid twirl when the wooden door flew open.

"Can you, please, tell Fíli that using a bow doesn't- What are you doing?"

Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around yourself, in a weak attempt to hide the clothing. Trapped. Trapped like a rabbit in a hunting party. No, worse. You had been caught, like a thief trying to steal from the King.

"Brothers!" You exclaimed, your voice shaking. "I will explain!"

What was there to say, really? The sight before them spoke by itself, your words would be useless.

Time stopped, as they both stayed still, staring at you. So, silently, you waited. You had done it for weeks, only to try on a dress. And yet, the five, or less, minutes you waited for your brothers to speak up felt like forever.

Then, suddenly, Kili shook his head in a slow, oh so very slow, disapproving gesture.

"No. This is not good."

His words resonated in your bedchambers, cutting the air like a sword cut the skin of its enemies, and breaking your heart in a billion pieces. Your fingers clutched the fabric of your mother's dress. Desperately, you looked at your eldest brother, pleading him to say something, anything. Fíli's silence was deafening.

Slowly, he narrowed his eyes. From head to toe, he scrutinized you. You felt naked under their judgemental gazes. And really, if you had had to choose, you would have rather been nude than living this situation. Because it was not supposed to happen. They were not supposed to come home from training this early, and much less walk in on you in woman garments.

When finally—finally— Fíli chose to speak up, you wished he hadn't. You wished he would've stayed quiet.

"It is not. At all." He said, earning an agreeing nod from Kili.

The world crumbled around you, the furnitures dancing in the room as you started to feel dizzy. Suffocating. You were suffocating. Yet, you stayed still.

Fíli was the first to turn around and leave, soon followed by your other brother. The door fell loudly behind them, its sound bouncing on the walls, echoing in your ears.

Slowly, you turned around, facing the mirror again. And through the tears, you looked at your blurry reflection. It looked ridiculously broken and lost. They had been right. It was not good, not good at all. Dis' dress was too tight for you, despite you not being as muscular as your siblings. The only part of the clothing that was too big was the upper part, where breasts were supposed to fill it.

Lips trembling, you grabbed the hem of the garment and brought it over your head to take it off. It fell to the floor in a soft thud, the deep blue fabric spreading like an enraged sea at your feet. Your eyes locked with those of the person in the mirror. It was a familiar figure, yet you felt like you didn't know who it was. Those broad shoulders and flat chest were someone else's. Not yours. You brought your hand to your face, following the stranger's sharp jawline with your fingertips. Droplets dampened your skin as warm tears slipped between your cheek and your palm.

All you had wanted was to feel beautiful for once, in that manly body of yours. And now, the two people you loved most on Earth would look upon you with disgust, instead of the adoring eyes they used to give you. You were sure that, soon, your mother as well as your uncle, would hate you too. Maybe they will be so disgusted that they'd ask you to leave. You will be very alone, in this world you knew nothing of.

At that thought, your tears doubled and a broken sob escaped your lips.

What stirred you out of your thoughts was the door opening again, and voices. In the mirror, you could see your brothers, arms busy with various items. Your eyes met Kili's and he smiled.

"Ah you undressed already." He pointed out. "Perfect. We had a bit of trouble finding the ones mom wore during her pregnancies but... Are you crying?"

You spun on your heels, facing them. Your brows furrowed in confusion. What was all this about? Kili punched the blonde Dwarf's arm and whispered loudly :

"I told you she would not like the green one!"

"You liar!" Fíli exclaimed, punching back. "I had picked the red one but you said green would suit her best!"

I told you she would not...

Green would suit her..

She... Her..

These two innocent words echoed in your brain, getting louder and louder.

"I do not understand.." You croaked sadly, bringing your brother's attention back on you.

They stepped forward.

"Well," the archer began. "Fili does not want to admit that it was me who wanted to pick the red dress for you."

You shook your head, completely lost.

"No..I mean. Do you not hate me? Are you not disgusted?"

The two princes looked at each other, now as confused as you.

"Why would we?" They asked at the same time.

"You said...And..the way you looked at me...You left...I thought..."

Your tears were stronger now, as you babbled nonsense. The confusion was overwhelming, and had they not dropped what they were holding to come hug you, you would've collapsed onto the floor. Instead, the descent was slow and gentle.

Reassuring hands were everywhere. Caressing your hair lovingly, rubbing your arms, drawing soothing patterns on your back.

"We could never hate you, Kidhuzel." Fíli whispered, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"We said it was not good because..." Kili explained, reaching out behind the three of you to grab the discarded dress on the floor. "Blue clearly is not your color, Muhudel. Plus, it is a dress mom used to wear before she met our father. It is too small for your frame. You need something that fits."

You nodded timidly and looked up at your brothers, offering them a shy smile. One of them—you didn't notice which one— reached up to wipe your tears with his thumb.

"But I was trying on a dress and I am a-"

"A woman." The crown heir interrupted. "You are a woman. Listen to me, Mizimelûh. I have seen you grow up into a strong person. But never, before today, had I seen your eyes scintillating with such happiness."

"He speaks the truth." Kili added, tilting your chin up so you would look at him. "You never liked the way you look. Because it is not who you are. It is nothing to be ashamed of. The Gods made a little mistake when creating you and they put you in the wrong body."

The earlier heartache was now forgotten, replaced with comforting warmth, expanding throughout your limbs. You smiled, ignoring the pounding pain in your head caused by your crying. Timidly, you reached down and took the green fabric between your fingers. No matter who was it that choose the color, he had been right. It was a deep green, like the leaves covering large trees in forests. Yet, it looked softer, more welcoming, than the raging blue one. It was also larger than the other, which would make it appear nice and fitting instead of ridiculously too tight. And although the breasts problem remained, you found yourself wondering how it would look.

Above your head, you couldn't see, but your two brothers were looking at each others with the biggest smile planted on their face. They had been suspecting this for a while, but they had waited. Because after all, happiness takes its sweet time, doesn't it?

"How about you try it on?" The eldest spoke up, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"And then, we will add a few more things, and style your hair so it looks really, really good. Is that alright?" Kili added.

You nodded eagerly and the three of you stood up. The dress was pushed past your head, falling on your body delicately.

After that, a strange procession, of which you were the center, took place.

Behind you, there was Kili, taking off the clasps that secured the few braids you wore. You felt his fingers working in your hair. And when you peaked in the mirror, you could see his tongue poking out, sign of how focused he was. It surprised you sometimes, how talented and gentle he was with other people's hair, when he couldn't even take care of his own.

In front of you, Fíli was tugging at the fabric, this or that way, clicking his tongue when he wasn't satisfied with what he was doing. And when he was done torturing the poor clothing, he grabbed a pouch and emptied it on the floor. You looked at all the precious jewels and accessories that were discarded at your feet.

"Did you ask mother before taking her belongings?" You asked.

"You know us." Kili's voice rose from behind. "We did not, of course. But she will not mind at all when she sees how beautiful her daughter is, wearing them."

Fili hummed approvingly from where he was and you bit your lip at the appellation. Yes, you definitely liked it.

It took them a bit more time, many doing and undoing, and an infinite amount of unsatisfied groans before they finally stood in front of you, side by side.

"How does it look...?" You questioned, nervously fidgeting with your fingers.

"Why don't you turn around and see by yourself?" The blonde suggested.

And so you did. Shakily, you took in the sight of the new person in the mirror. The change was astonishing. Oh, your face still had some hard features. But the attention was taken away by the smartly placed jewels. Your hair had been tucked into a braid crown around your hair, decorated with smaller braids and clasps that were worn by women. A belt piqued with gemstones was circling your waist, hiding your large hips, and making the dress look less like a tube. And Fíli, intelligent dwarf that he was, had put the upper part in place with pins, therefore getting rid of the empty space.

Your eldest brother's arm circled your middle, and Kili's chin rested on your shoulder.

"What do you think about it?" The latter asked with a bright smile.

And when the mirror showed you how happy you looked altogether, you knew it was right. Slowly, you nodded at their reflection and in a soft murmur you said :

"It's good. Perfect."

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Translation :

Kidhuzel→ (the) Gold of Gold

Muhudel→ Blessing of Blessings

Mizimelûh→ Jewel of all jewels

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML AU: In Another Life: Miracle Queen

(Loveater)

-Queen bee transforms into miracle queen because of the akuma.

-Hawkmoth smiled as he watched the heroes look in horror.

-”Miracle Queen, use your power and get Paris under your power.”

-Miracle queen nodded as she summoned her swarm.

-Ladybug and Chat noir fled and avoided the bees by jumping into the water with the Aqua powerful. The two made their way into the sewers and escaped the swarm.

-Fu was relaxing in the hiding spot at the park when he heard the sound of insects. His instincts kicked in and asked Wayzz to transform him. He created a barrier around himself and the miraculous.

-The bee swarm overtook Paris.

-Hawkmoth told Miracle Queen to call forth everyone who has ever used a miraculous. (believing that the guardian would have done so at one point.)

-This gets Nino, alya, kagami, Luka, Kim, and Max like in canon. Miracle Queen makes her commentary, but Hawkmoth notices that the guardian is not among them. Knowing that the guardian is an old man, and couldnt be a teenager.

-”The guardian must be out there!”

-”Ill have all of Paris searching for him”

-Hawkmoth calls back Mayura to come and assist

_____________________________________________________

-Ladybug and Chat noir realized they were both on borrowed time since they only had a few minutes until their transformations wore off, But going to the surface was a risk because of the bees.

- Ladybug didnt have any of the other miraculous on her and felt trapped. But Fu contacted her while in his bubble.

-”Ladybug, are you and Chat noir alright?”

-”Yes master, but we are sort of trapped underwater.”

-”Ill meet you both in the sewer.”

-Sure enough, Fu made his way to them and created a bubble so the two could safely emerge from the water without worry.

-”Chat noir turn around, we cant know eachother’s identities.”

-Chat noir said nothing, but complied. A bit of guilt about knowing butting its ugly head.

-They feed their kwami while looking away from the other. Fu is a bit sus of chat noir but says nothing. He is also under stress.

-Fu reveals that he snagged the miracle box and that Ladybug can prepare with the stuff inside.

-Ladybug hands Chat noir the snake miraculous and she takes the dragon.

-”In case I get stung, you will need to have a back up.”

-Chat noir ignores the brief bit of snake pain in a flashback. He can do it this time.

-”Ill go a different way. You focus on the akuma.”

- They thank Fu and rush back down to go fight Miracle Queen and Hawkmoth.

-Dragonbug and Snake Noir arrive and find that Mayura has summoned a unique sentimonster called Miracumaker. Which turned the teens that had touched the miraculous into the hero versions of themselves. So Rena Rouge, Carapace, Viperion, Ryuuko, King Monkey, and Pegasus. But they have strings on their backs that when its cut, will turn them back to how they were before.

-Mayura, Hawkmoth and Miracle Queen are waiting outside the big bubble arena Dragonbug created. Mayura was clearly looking worse for wear by creating the sentimonster.

-Hawkmoth is prepared to enter the fray, when Fu calls his attention.

-”You’re looking for me?” Fu calls out. Knowing that the villain was indeed looking for him

- Hawkmoth turns his attention to Fu. His eyes narrow.

-”You have made a grave mistake showing yourself.”

-”My mistake was not showing up to fight you sooner.”

-Cue the two charging at eachother.

-The team work of Ladybug and Chat noir allowed them to fight the six controlled heroes, taking out Viperion and Ryuuko first. Exploiting the lack of coordination on the enemies part.

-Mayura tries to move to help Hawkmoth but coughs loudly. Fu notices.

-”Wait, that miraculous she is using... its damaged. The amount of strain that is being placed on her is...”

-”Worry about yourself old man! Hand over the miraculous and reveal to me your secrets!”

-Fu avoiding Hawkmoth’s strikes, through his barrier, frustrating the Villain.

-Snake noir got King monkey’s toy to hit Miracle queen, allowing them to break the hold of the bees and de-akumatize her

-Hawkmoth was furious, and stopped attacking Fu and charged at Ladybug  (who had de-unified from Dragon bug). He had caught the heroine off guard and was about to snag her earrings,

-”You think you won. But I WILL take your miraculous!”

-but a shield came and Captain america’d the villain causing him to let go. Jade turtle had Found his moment to strike. He then proceeded to trip up the villain.

-Ladybug calls her lucky charm, It was the same as in the canon episode.

- Mayura noticed that the control over the heroes was gone due to miracle queen’s de-akumatization. She insisted that they leave. They were outnumbered and the plan had gone south. Her health clearly failing.

-Hawkmoth growled and roared that this wasnt over. He knows her allies faces, and He will get the miraculous.

-He and Mayura managed to escape and the sentimonster vanishes. The day is saved.

-Ladybug and Chat noir approach Queen bee. Queen bee apologizes for not listening to them, she hands over the bee miraculous willingly (since this time she wasnt willingly accepting of the akuma)

-Ladybug tells her that she understands and that she doesnt need the bee miraculous to be a hero. But the statement she said before still holds merit. That it is dangerous for her, along with anyone else today to hold a miraculous.

-Chloé is still depressed about it. But she at least knows she isnt being put down for personal reasons. She walks away still sad, but not hating ladybug, she gets it.

-The other teens were confused on what happened, but then head back to where they were. Thanking Ladybug and Chat noir.

-Ladybug wonders what the key is.

-Fu explains that he knows what it means, and she can use it to fix things

-Ladybug uses her lucky charm to fix all the damage.

-Fu seems happy, since the feeling of foreboding and worry he had seemed to pass. He had the impression that he would lose himself because of the events of today. He tells Ladybug that she made the right choice and that she is pretty much ready to be a full fledged guardian...

-Ladybug pleads that she doesn’t want the role yet.

-Fu Laughs. “Dont worry, I still have a lot to teach you and I dont plan on going anywhere.”

-Fu compliments chat noir and says that he is the perfect partner for Ladybug.

-Chat noir thanks Fu. He still feels a twinge of guilt.

-”Perhaps one day, you both can fully know who the other is.”

-Chat noir prays its soon.

-Ladybug offers to help Fu get home. He did expend a lot of energy today.

-”Thank you ladybug.”

-Ladybug wishes Chat noir well and that she needs to go. He smiles and lets her go. He knows he will see his girlfriend later.

_________________________________________-

-Now safe and detransformed.

-Fu does explains that one day, he will pass on the guardian status to Ladybug and he will forget everything because of it.

-Ladybug comments that it sounds awful.

-”Would be terrible if you had to do that earlier and we just find out about it after you did it.”

-”That it would, that it would. Thank goodness it wasnt and probably will never be necessary. Besides, I have other things to teach you, like how to fix a miraculous. Hawkmoth’s Partner is on borrowed time if she continues using that miraculous.”

-”You can share with me all of that another time, how about you rest.”

-Fu smiles at her.

-”I will, thank you Marinette.”

-Marinette leaves and gets a text from Adrien. He had called all of their friends for some ice cream, since their plans got derailed.

-Marinette is happy about it and eagerly goes to meet up with everyone.

-Marinette his sharing ice cream with her boyfriend.

-The sitting order is different. Luka is sitting with Kagami.

-Luka can tell that Kagami is feeling the same way he is. Sad yet happy for them.

-”You know i had written this song about... but it might never be for her now.”

-”I wouldnt mind hearing it. Whats the point of holding it in.”

-Luka chuckles, kind of amused at the comment.

-Luka plays the song that he wrote for the girl who was happy with another guy. It was a not sad or dreary, but something warm and kind, something hopeful. At least thats what Kagami believed.

-Adrien and Marinette enjoyed their ice cream, after the day they had. It was well overdue.

[fmdjoosungarchive]

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flower irl wasnt promoted,,, obvs, so i had to put a touch more thought into stage outfits than i might otherwise. one of these is stolen from a backup dancer, and i feel it is my duty to let everyone know the gold suit has a cape and i Insist sung wear it. that fit altogether must be hard to dance in so i’m sure sung only wore it once, but it is top tier and Needs to exist. lighter fits would have the mirror press ons, and darker ones would have gold or black press ons. all the eye makeup would be darker colors tho, and heavy every day. basc bc there’s not a Whole lot of fits to go off of, sung would be making new outfits by taking this off or adding this on (like the fur leaving the red suit, or the underground?? outfits) also to b unoriginal i’ll go ahead n say he had blue hair this era. makes sense w the whole sad boi vibes of in sensitivity lmao

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since in sensitivity has changed a bit, i wanted to mark out what the new version of this time period was like. the biggest thing that’s stayed the same is that the time period of abt a month n a half before in sensitivity came out were hectic. not anticipating a solo, but having asked to write his own music, there was a flurry to come up with enough tracks to hand to the company, and hence why the bsides were mostly instrumental. the high tempo throughout the playlist reflects that. the biggest change is that the entirety of the era is laced with emotion. he was promoting a song he wrote, that has a deep meaning to himself. it was a very emotionally taxing time, but the type that felt satisfying after it was completed. the full lyrical content of some of these songs are quite,, dramatic,,,,, so i’ve chosen what’s best fit for sung’s specific mindset

no today by twenty one pilots

what if my dream does not happen? would i just change what i've told my friends? i don't wanna know who i would be when i wake up from a dreamer's sleep

ask by the smiths

shyness is nice, and shyness can stop you from doing all the things in life that you'd like to

migraine by twenty one pilots

i do not have writers block my writer just hates the clock it will not let me sleep

black tambourine by beck

we'll shake and rattle our bodies to keep it warm at night my tambourine is still shaking

everything sucks by reel big fish

she said, some day, we'll get back together maybe she said, some day, things'll be much better baby but i don't believe her

build me up buttercup by the foundations

so build me up (build me up) buttercup, don't break my heart

where is my mind? by pixies

where is my mind? way out in the water see it swimming

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location: dms building

date: september 2019

word count: 489

tldr; sung gets told he’s getting a solo debut. demi rewrites history part 2

he was being too quiet, wasn’t he? saying something in this moment would probably be best; creating an awkward moment when he should be vocally expressing his gratefulness wouldn’t be good in the long run.

then again, the others in the room didn’t seem at all bothered. they continued speaking amongst themselves like sung wasn’t there. or, perhaps, they were expecting him to keep up, to move on like the rest of them.

we want to capitalize off of his virality, so we’ll need to make this process as speedy as possible. the longer we wait, the more momentum we lose out on.

when sung was in meetings, he attempted to employ the techniques his father had taught him growing up. presentable, strong, charismatic, a leader who knew the right path to take and wouldn’t take no for an answer. none of that came naturally to sung. throughout his childhood, he struggled with the concept of being the heir to the family business because being a businessman wasn’t who he was, or someone he could see himself becoming.

under contract at gold star, sung hadn’t used enough of those techniques, and thought, even if he was faking it, doing so with dimensions might have been the right call. parents know best, right?

to a degree, sung could agree. it felt as if dimensions staff took him much more seriously than gold star staff did. however, he set an expectation for himself to accept business style discussion, and not only was he already wearing a false skin... gosh was his head swimming.

a solo debut, while quantum were still rookies, and the process was going to be a speed run. none of those thoughts made sense to him, but everyone else around the table spoke like it was an inevitability they couldn’t dare to avoid.

we’ll need to schedule a song selection meeting for tomorrow if we want to get ahead of the curve.

sung blinked, and against their better judgement, this was the moment they were able to form words. “i’d like to write my own songs, if i can.”

a beat of silence felt like a no, but sung refused to back down. one executive looked to the others before breaking, “are you certain? it’s a very selective process. we won’t be easy on you. and you’ll be promoting soon. do you have enough songs to present?”

he couldn’t have been sure of anything. every new word that came from that person’s mouth set aflame yet another worry to add to the pile. however, backing down now would only ruin his chance to get a sliver of what he wants.

sung nodded, “give me until the end of the month. i can present forty songs. i value your time as much as my own, so trust that i won’t fail.”

they needed to discuss further, yet, all sung heard in the end was, “alright, end of the month.”

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location: all around tbh

date: september & october 2019

word count: 474

tldr; sung’s journey before choreographing for flower

time was of the essence. sung couldn’t afford to take individual parts of this process step by step. with each song he created, he needed to be thinking about emotion, how difficult it might be to perform, fashion, concept, and, choreography.

when creating music usually, choreography came to mind. often, it was in the form of emotional based, very sporadic moves. taking what he was hearing and reimagining it to worm within his body was natural. here, however, he needed to lean into it even further. sung couldn’t at all be sure what dimensions would want to make his title track. he could make guesses, or have opinions on songs he might want to fight harder for when the time came, but in this flurry of songwriting, he couldn’t stop to think of the reactions in the future. what he needed was to think of every possible future, and prepare for it.

the easiest thing to do when he presented his collection of songs, all of the old, new, and renewed, was to offer his ability to choreograph for whatever the chosen title was. not only would it save the company money, which he was sure they wouldn’t look down upon, but it would also save time, especially if he already had a basis of what he might want in a choreography. creating any song meant he needed to be thinking of choreography, acting it out when he could, even if that meant taking a ten second video of himself hopping out of his recording studio chair for two moves.

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he’d been warned, that the meeting to decide on the album tracks would be grueling. sung had prepared for as much, yet, still managed to feel exhausted by the time a tracklist had been finalized -a feat backwards as it was, considering they planned on reworking his tracks afterwards anyway. cutting down on time and budget meant leaning into instrumental tracks, and storing away dozens of vocal included tracks for the company database.

with so much talk down, sung had nearly forgotten. the title track, the final piece of the puzzle, “the choreography- i can create it. i’ve been thinking about it already. it’s important to me, as i’m sure it is to all of you, that i’m able to do quantum’s name proud and i believe this song can be a great opportunity to do that.”

as a pitch, it felt shaky, unrehearsed, clear how much it had been pulled straight from his head in that moment. yet, he was met with, not laughing faces, only confused ones.

the meeting leader was the one to speak up this time, with a quickness sung could only envy, “we’ll have you work with one of ours, but we would have asked you to nonetheless. it’s a good area for you to gain more experience in.”

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location: music show

date: nov 2019

word count: 417

tldr; sung’s thots before the last music show performance for in sensitivity

exhaustion didn’t feel strong enough a word to encapsulate the last couple of months. in the midst of preparation for a quantum comeback, being told he’ll have a solo debut, one that means zero break between promotion cycles, from quantum straight into promotion all on their own for the first time.

they stood, dressed in gold, breaths on a regular crunching the material, legs spread apart to lower themselves enough for the makeup artist to more easily work on him in the front, while a stylist behind him held his cape up.

sung requested from the stylist team that this outfit be saved for his last performance of flower, not only because it was the most difficult to move in, but because it also felt the most symbolic of an end result of this era. the concept for flower that the company had put together encouraged a victory of the ‘good’ king, and while sung wasn’t sure if this outfit was meant to be the good or bad side -the video had originally confused him as much as it seemed to confuse others as well- he’d like to believe it represented a trophy, not only for overcoming the hardships that the song was written about, but also the hardship of this promotion cycle.

no one in the public could know the full extent of how difficult the time period was for him, only the short descriptions he’d given about how fast the process was, and that was fine. sung didn’t need the sympathy of a faceless majority to feel proud of himself for what he had accomplished.

he could remember waiting for that first stage, how the minutes went on for hours, the hours on for days, weeks even. especially as a new debut, making a quick process wasn’t on the top of the show’s to do list, and it had felt excruciating. never considering a solo debut for himself, especially so early on, nerves had overcome him. he feared watching back his first stage, feared that he might not have been able to push through. by now, that filming was a blur. how well he did, or didn’t, had been lost to the memory shrouded in feeling, and maybe that was for the best. here, at the last performance he might have for a while, sung felt confident.

proof had come day by day, little by little. sung was capable of standing on his own, and continuing what he hoped could one day be quantum’s legacy.

[oswildin]

Hii! if ship request are open could I please request a ship with a marvel character? <3

I’m Italian, my pronouns are she/her and I’m bisexual. I’m an ESFJ and a Gemini. I have green eyes and dyed cherry red hair. I dress with black clothes and I wear black eyeshadow or eyeliner. I’m the sweet mom friend of the group, always there for everyone and my friends say that I’m really good at comforting people. I’m very optimistic, I always try to see the good in everything and I often put other’s needs before my own, I would do everything for the people I care about and sometimes I’ve been told that I’m too kind for my own good. I have a sarcastic humor and I love making others laugh, people say that I should be more serious and that I shouldn’t joke around so much. I don’t like when people tell me what to do and I’m not afraid to stand up for myself or for someone else. I absolutely love listening to music, it helps me relax, after a bad day when I get home I put on music and dance. Also I’m learning to play ukulele! I also love watching horror movies even though it’s impossible to scare me.

My favorite Marvel film is probably Thor Ragnarok or Black Widow (I’ve watched it with my bestie and we loved it!!). now as in for my favorite song. I listen to a lot of music and a lot of different genres but probably my all time favorite is Welcome to the black parade by My Chemical Romance. I also love As the World Caves In by Matt Maltese.

A quote I love/ say a lot: (I had no idea what to choose here sorry) I think I have to go with a quote from Modern Family wich is one of my favorite tv shows ever. “Watch a sunrise at least once a day”.

I really hope I did this right, have a great day! <33

I ship you with… Loki!

Things Loki loves about you:

• The fact you aren’t afraid to talk back to him. Or anyone for that matter. If you hear something you don’t like, you speak up.

• Your green eyes! Of course he’s a sucker for some green eyes. And your hair. And your aesthetic. Okay so maybe he just loves all of it.

• Your optimism at first was a bit much for the Trickster, but he soon began to open up to it for himself. Perhaps having a bit of optimism around wasnt so bad.

• Your sarcasm and humour. He loves quick quips and blunt sarcasm, as he himself tends to do the same.

• He respects that you care for others before yourself. But he often tells you you need to put yourself first at times.

• Playful banter is definitely a big thing with you two. People tend to think you actually dislike each other at first, but in fact it’s how you show you love each other.

• Of course you do have your actual arguments. Which half the time you win because Loki knows you’ll never back down. He likes that you put him in his place when it’s needed.

• If anyone says a bad word about Loki, they know about it. You go on the warpath.

• He has walked in on you dancing and singing around your room multiple times, to which he watches fully amused.

• Gore Wednesdays are a must as you watch horror films with Loki. It’s funny to watch Loki watch them as it turns out he is a little squeamish when it comes to gore. ‘Loki, no disrespect, but didn’t you once rip someone’s eye out?’ ‘It’s different watching it from this point of view!’

• A slow burnnnnnn. Everyone could see it but you two idiots.

Your BFF: Darcy Lewis - Your whole vibe is her dream best friend. You two constantly are joking around and teasing the others. Everyone dreads when the pair of you walk into the room because all they’re expecting is utter chaos (in the best possible way). Sisters from another mister.

Your Theme Song:

[brelione]

The Surfer And The Siren

Chapter One:The Story,The Legend,The Bullshit.

@kelsiejayy designed this mood board.Lets just take a moment to appreciate how pretty it is :)

Chapter Two

It was a hot,humid day.The lack of clouds only made it worse and JJ was sure he would end up with a sunburn.Sunscreen had never really been in his top priorities and today he was beginning to regret it.The sun was high in the sky,the water unnaturally calm out in the marsh.As the boat came to a stop Kiara had let her hair out of its messy knot.She knew from experience that if she went swimming with her hair in its bun that it would get all snaggly and gross when she took it out.John B set his cold beer down,throwing his board over the side of the boat before making two awkward finger guns with his hands before jumping off the side.Kiara pulled off her light weight t shirt before jumping in as well,making a large splash in the cool blue water.JJ tossed his board before jumping in as well,coming back up to shake the hair away from his forehead.The heat against his tan skin wasnt as intense anymore and he felt comfortable enough to lay on his stomach on top of his surfboard,head down with cool water splashing onto his face every couple of moments.

Pope had done the same and John.B had decided too as well.Kiara was floating on her back,enjoying the contrast between the cool water against her back and the hot sunlight on her face and chest.It was a relaxing and calm experience until Pope spoke up. “Guys-hey,guys.There’s someone watching us.”He whispered,turning to face them and sounding a bit scared.Kiara rolled her eyes,not bothering to look at him. “Im serious,look,there’s someone right there.”He whispered,turning on his side once again so his back was facing them.John.B sat up on his board,helping Kiara to sit on it and balance out the weight,pretending to conversate so that if someone really was watching they wouldnt be suspicious.They glanced over to where Pope was looking,seeing a head bobbing in the water only fifteen or so feet away. “JJ-look.”Kiara whispered to JJ.He hadnt bothered looking up,figuring Pope was just seeing a rock or perhaps a seal.He groaned quietly,looking up so his chin was on his folded fingers.He squinted,lifting up his hand to block the sun.

 “Hello!”John.B shouted,causing Kiara to look over at him with wide eyes. “Are you fucking kidding me?”She whispered,smacking his arm.A few seconds later the silhouette raised an arm out of the water and sent an awkward wave towards the group.They waved back,confused as to where this person had come from. “Uh-are you alone out here?”John.B shouted,noticing that there were no boats or boards in the distance. “Um...Yeah,yeah,Im just out for a swim!”The figure shouted back.It was feminine and smooth with a strange accent that JJ couldnt quite put his finger on.He bit down hard on his lip,so hard that he thought blood might start to trickle.His eyebrows furrowed,squinting and trying to see her better.Her head disappeared under the water,not showing up anywhere. “What’s wrong with you guys?”Kie asked upon noticing their facial expressions.Pope’s eyes were noticeably wide as he stared down at his board,JJ’s jaw stayed dropped as he stared out to where the girl had previously been,John.B’s face was a light red as he stared down into the blue water. 

“Huh?”John.B asked,looking up at her.Kiara glazed at the two boys who had luckily snapped out of their strange trance. “That was weird,dude.”JJ laughed off his nervousness.He brought himself back to the boat,lifting himself up the ladder and pulling his board up. “Shouldnt we go and check if shes okay?”Pope asked.Kiara nodded in agreement.The three of them got onto the HMS Pogue quickly before moving slowly through the water and keeping an eye out for the girl.No floating bodies,luckily.But no sign of her at all either.When they got back to the Chateau the sun was setting and the air was becoming cooler than it was that afternoon.Pope and JJ had decided to change into normal clothes,hanging up their wet bathing suits and changing into whatever was dry and would fit properly. “We’re gonna head up to the corner store,you guys want anything?”JJ asked them. “Get some chips.”John.B told them,not looking up from his rubix cube.Pope sighed. “What kind of chips?Doritos?Lays?”He asked.John.B shrugged. 

“Ooh get skinny pop.”He requested.The two boys began their walk up the cracked cement street.The corner store had been there for so long.It was old and worn down with cracked paint but had pretty much every snack and drink that someone could want.A nice old man owned the store,he wasnt the grumpy kind of old man though.He was friendly and appeared younger than he was.The bell jingled as JJ swung open the door.Old Richard seemed on edge,staring at the door like he was waiting for Obama to walk through.The boys went straight to the chip isle as they hunted for Skinny Pop.JJ had picked out a bag of cool ranch doritos when the bell chimed. “Hi,Rich!”You spoke excitedly almost like a nine year old about to go to Disney World.JJ’s jaw clenched,fingers clenching the doritos bag while his heart beated loudly in his chest.

The voice had the same effect on Pope,eyebrows furrowed while his mind emptied of everything besides your voice.You didnt know that,though.You hadnt seen Richard since last week when he had come to visit you at your cave.He was your oldest friend.Literally.The man was almost eighty and you had been friends with him since...well pretty much forever. “Hello,Darling!Ive got two last customers for the night and then we can get going.”He informed you,a smile coming across his dark face.The sound of the mature and croaky voice broke the boys from their trance,JJ’s head immediately whopping towards the door.His knees went weak as his eyes fell on you.He had never seen someone who looked quite like you.Your hair was long,curly and blue.You were around 15 or 16,a charming grin plastered on your face.You wore tight white ripped jeans and a large balck band t shirt that was clinging to your body due to the material being wet.JJ felt nervous as he and Pope walked up to the counter.

Girls didnt usually make him feel this way.He knew pretty much every single teenage girl on the island and he knew that they all had a thing for him.He was incredibly handsome and talented and funny so he could understand. “That all for today,boys?”Richard asked as he scanned the barcodes on the items.Pope and Richard made small talk but JJ couldnt be bothered to pay attention.His eyes were darting between you and the floor boards.The parts of your eyes that shouldve been white were tinted green or perhaps it was the lighting.You werent wearing makeup or any fancy jewlery yet your blue hair was well kept almost as if you got it professionally washed,dyed and cut every week.He cleared his throat,grinning a bit. “Um...is this your granddaughter?”He asked Richard.The old man chuckled,his face wrinkling as he smiled. “Something like that.”He answered,putting the chips and candy bars into a paper bag.

A small smirk came across your face as it clicked in your mind that these had been the same boys you had seen while you were swimming in the marsh. “Uh...Are you-are you from figure eight?”He asked.You shook your head,twisting the small copper ring on your pinkie finger.Pope looked over to you,blushing and looking away.You were slightly nervous too.It had been a while since you had been around human men that werent Richard.You tried not to giggle at how easily effected they were. “So youre visiting from the main land or some place?”The blonde boy asked as he played with his bracelets. “No,no,im from around here.”You laughed quietly although the sound still bounced off the walls.He gulped,the breath catching in his throat as he heard the whimsical giggle before nodding. “Um,well,im JJ and this is Pope.”He blushed a bright red.He was nearly the same shade of red as his hat. “Cool,im (Y/N).”You introduced yourself.Your voice echoed through his ears,his pupils dilating as he looked down at you.

Pope took the bag and nudged JJ’s shoulder.They both waved to you as they walked out.Once the door was closed behind them Pope let out a loud laugh. “What was that about?”He asked his friend.JJ shrugged,flustered by the encounter.The sky was a dark blue now,sprinkled with stars.The moon was full and a cream yellow color. “Did you get a weird feeling?When you heard her voice,I mean.Like a weird stomach ache or something?”JJ asked.Pope bit the inside of his cheek,the paper bag swaying at his side. “I mean,yeah,but maybe you’re just really high or something.”He tried to make it make sense.JJ shook his head. “Im gonna go back in there.”He turned around. “You can do that but im not waiting for you!”Pope shouted to him.JJ rolled his eyes,standing right outside the door and taking in a large and nervous breath.He opened the door,the familiar jingle of the bells filling his ears.

You looked up at him from the other side of the store after hearing the sound.You were filling a paper bag with pop tarts,jolly ranchers and swedish fish.Pretty much anything that tasted good and gave you small bursts of energy.Richard was behind the counter,a variety of folded shirts and shorts being stuffed into a drawstring bag.He glanced over at you before looking back at JJ. “We’re closed for the night,JJ.”He reminded the blonde.JJ nodded. “Yeah,I know,sorry.I think i dropped my lighter here so im just gonna look for it.”He lied. “Be quick.”Richard told the young boy.JJ went to the chip isle,pretending to look. “Do you need help finding it?’You asked,now standing at the end of the isle.His breaths went shallow,ears ringing as he looked into your eyes. “Why dont you just come back and look for it tomorrow?”Richard suggested.JJ bit his lip,the ringing stopping. “Um...Oka.Ill just come back tomorrow.”He turned to leave the isle but was stopped by the sound of your voice. “Is this it?”You asked,the silver zippo lighter in your palm.

He nodded,fingers brughsing against yours as he took it from your hand.A shiver ran down his spine,a loud sound between a scream and a laugh filled his ears and mind while his vision became nothing but bright white.He couldnt feel anything around him or even his feet on the floor.It was like the feeling of jumping into water on a really hot day with music blasting from a shitty five dollar speaker.It was pleasant but also scary.When your hand fell away the feeling left with it,leaving him to just stare down at you with shock.You just grinned,knowing exactly what had happened before making your way to the back of the store to grab an energy drink.His fingers tightened around the lighter.He walked out of the store again,feeling a mix of surprise and relief when he saw Pope leaning against a tree and eating pringles.

He jogged over to the tree. “So how’d it go?”Pope wiggled his eyebrows.JJ grinned. “Uh,well...I definitely saw her.”He rubbed the back of his neck.Pope laughed in his face before they began their walk back to John.B’s. “so you have a crush on a girl you just met,that you know nothing about and that youve barely spoken to?”Pope asked as he crunched another chip between his teeth. “Well,when you put it like that it sounds stupid.”He frowned,taking the tube of chips away.Pope chuckled. “If you still remember her name next week you should ask her to hang out with us.”He suggested.JJ nodded.When they got back to the house JJ laid down in the hammock,staring up at the sky like an idiot. “So JJ met a girl today.”Pope told the group as he took a sip of pepsi.Kiara rolled her eyes. “Please do not tell me that you hooked up with a girl behind the store.”She groaned.JJ shook his head. “No,I didnt.This was different.”He rolled onto his side so he was facing the others.John.B laughed,taking a swig of gas station beer. “So whats this girls name?”He asked.JJ let out a long,breathy sigh. 

“(Y/N)...god,she is so pretty.”He whispered,almost dreamily.Kiara rolled her eyes,eating a piece of popcorn. “Theres more to girls than that,JJ.”She reminded him.He nodded. “I know,I know.She has such a nice voice and she had blue hair and she just seems so...I dont even know.”He thought out loud.Kiara snorted. “Youve got a crush.”She teased.John.Bs eyebrows furrowed,his smile turning into a confused frown. “Blue hair?Like that old legend?”He asked.Kiara grumbled something under her breath. “Please do not tell me that you still believe in that bull shit.”She tossed a sour patch kid into her mouth. “Wait,what?”JJ asked.John.B sat up straight. “You cannot be serious.”His voice went flat.JJ shrugged,lighting a blunt.Kiara threw a sour patch at Pope before eating one. “Rafe Cameron will not shut up about it.”She huffed. “What are you guys talking about?”JJ asked,becoming annoyed. “Its all bull.”Pope shook his head.

 “No,no im telling you she had to be the one that saved me when I wiped out!And that time we were on the boat and a whole ass bag of swedish fish went missing off the boat!Or today when that random girl was in the marsh?Think about it!It had to have been her!”John.B exclaimed.JJ blew out a stream of white smoke. “I still dont know what youre talking about.”He released more smoke from his lungs and out his nostrils. “Okay-so for the last hundred years a girl with blue hair has rescued like a shit ton of people and saved a ton of beached dolphins and went to the Stone Wall riots and obviously no one around here has blue hair so whenever someone with blue hair shows up its like ‘wow its her’ but like,what if its actually her?”He finished his rant. “Alright,but like,this might be a bit dramatic….but maybe she just dyed her hair.”Pope tied a gummy worm into a know. “Hair dye is fucking expensive,no pogue could afford it.What kind of fancy kook would have blue hair?”John.B defended his argument.Kiara frowned. “Youre serious right now?”She asked.He nodded.

 “And what did Rafe Cameron say?”He asked.Kiara sighed,leaning back in her chair. “He was saying how he saw her and Sarah fighting seagulls and they went away by her singing to them and then he blacked out or something dumb like that.Now he set up a camera by the beach because he’s convinced she’ll show up again.”Kiara explained,closing her eyes as she spoke.JJ smirked. “So lets steal the camera and find out.”He suggested.Kiara shook her head. “Thats a terrible plan.He probably has the live video going to his phone anyways.”She yawned.

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[lovely-but-tired]

Hello and weclome to me rejecting cannon. This weeks au ending and future children is Druna. (Luna and Draco Malfoy)

So they have five kids two sets of twins and one baby boy.

They name the first two Pheonix and Gemini cause there both constellations and they think that there going to be there only twins (boi are they wrong) they were born in july so Pheonix middle name is Leo but Draco wasnt having his sons first name mean lion.

There middle children come a year later Aries and Aurora or Ries and Rory.

Then the last Scorpius who was born a year later with a weak heart.

The eldest compete over everything. The middle two share everything and the youngest is coddled by everyone.

When it was time for Pheonix and Gemini to start at Hogwarts they tried to one up each other over everything.

Gemini went through the sorting first with both parents at the teachers table. (Draco is a Potions Proffesor and Luna Charms (though she wanted care of magical creatures but couldn't bare taking the job from hagrid).

She of course was a slytherin even challenging the hat to dare put her anywhere else.

Instead of going to her table she stood off to the side and waited for her brother to be called.

When he went up the hat was surprised as anyone to put the first Malfoy in Gryffindor

After that she waltzed up to him shook his hand and declaired she would destroy him in everyway.

He replyed "i wouldnt want your pity anyway"

Gemini came to his table to compare the length of parchment. Arguing that if he was going to write bigger then he should take the loss like a brave lion.

Then it was Aurora and Aries.

After her twin was put in Ravenclaw she followed suit without even bothering with the hat.

She was of course called back and argued openly with the hat to put her with her brother

The hat argued she was better suit as an ambitious Slytherin or perhaps a loyal hufflepuff.

She continued to argue until the hat got feed up and put her in Slytherin anyway.

She still hasnt forgiven it.

The two have a hell of a time giving people hell.

With there favroit shop being Weaslys Wizard wheezes it was no shock what there favroit activity was.

More then enough people ended up with bunny tails and snake tounges.

Dispite being in diffrent houses they where always wearing the others scarfs or gloves or hats.

One more then once occasion they go out of there way to wear the other tie or robe.

Had they both of been the same gender they have cofessed they would of switched houses ever other day.

Then Scorpius was sortened to Slytherin but he would be seen wearing almost all the houses colors. His brother red and orange Gryffindor scarf his other brother Ravenclaw gloves and a slytherin hat.

It was a running joke that Aurora could of been the one to give him Huffpuff attire