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daydreamerwoah · 1 day

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Family Tree (Chapter 4)

tw: awkwardness; drinking

Simon x Y/n <3

When you walked back toward the booth, you could see three additional bodies sitting with Ella. Taking a deep breath, you prepared yourself to put on a face to meet her boyfriend and his friends. God, why didn't you just leave when you had the chance? Maybe you could sneak back to the bathroom so you could have more time to calm your nerves. You cursed yourself for not bringing your bag; maybe then you could have just left the place entirely and told Ella you had to leave when you saw her the next day at work.

But no. You didn't have the chance to think of a grand escape plan.

Ella's eyes found yours and an excited grin found its way on her lips, making the guy sitting beside her glance your way.

Shit.

"Guys," she said as you made it to the table, "this is Y/n." she gestured to the three men sitting there.

Your eyes first landed on the brown-skinned man who was next to her. "Kyle," he introduced himself, sticking his hand out to shake yours. "This is my fella," your friend sweetly said before kissing his cheek playfully. Somehow, seeing them next to each other, you could instantly tell how they fit perfectly for one another.

"Steamin' Christ," the guy sitting across from Kyle said, catching your attention "These two," he playfully rolled his eyes, "Name's John, but you can call me Johnny lass," he joked, making the couple laugh.

"He's just jealous his bird is deployed right now," Kyle shot back.

You wanted to ask what the hell bird meant, but from how you were just talking about Ella and Kyle, you thought it had something to do with a girl he was with. At least you hope that's what it was.

Johnny scoffed, "Yeah whatever."

"Scoot," Ella told Kyle, making room for you to sit next to her in the booth. You smiled before squeezing your way in, "And this-" she said, making your eyes look at the body that was now sitting across from you, "- is Simon."

Your heart dropped five flights of stairs down to your stomach the moment you saw the man. The dark brown eyes, the black surgical mask, the hood that covered the rest of his head. It was the guy you'd seen in the cafe twice; the guy you hastily backed up into, and fuck did you want to hide under the table. Your eyes widened, and you gulped, embarrassingly obvious. Ella subtly glanced at Johnny and Kyle, who both had a curious look in their eyes but remained quiet. It was amazing how the three of them had come to the same conclusion that you had to have known him somehow.

"Uh hi," you said, trying to sound more confident than you felt, "Nice to meet you guys," you glanced around the table.

A waitress brought each one of them drinks, giving a thankful distraction to the table as she set down the glasses. But it wasn't a good enough distraction for Simon Riley. The moment you walked back to the table and he glanced at you, his eyes narrowed slightly. From the side of your face, he thought you looked familiar but couldn't place where he'd seen you before. It wasn't like he remembered a lot of things when it came to his civilian life - especially people - but it was something about you that screamed I've seen you. It wasn't until you sat down across from him that he was indeed correct; he had seen you before... in the cafe. And by the look on your face, you had remembered him too. The slight furrow of his eyebrows was slightly covered by the hood, but you saw it.

You wanted to believe that he wouldn't recognize you. I mean, he probably saw a lot of people during the day like you did. Surely some girl who bumped into him weeks ago would spark anything for him to think about that moment... would it?

Wrong.

You tried your best to keep your focus on everything else going on at the table; Kyle and Johnny discussing a little bit about their last mission - the pieces that weren't confidential; each time one of them raised their glass to take a sip of their drink; anything.

While Ella asked Kyle and Johnny about what all happened earlier in the day, Simon's eyes subtly remained on you. Maybe this time you'd catch him staring, and then you'd feel slightly better about catching him. But he was quick... each time you found yourself glancing his way, his eyes would already be on the couple. He was a soldier, after all. Everything he did was silent and quick… Except for his intimate moments, but that rarely was shown to anyone. Even the one night stands he had, they had never even seen his face before, so there was no way they'd see anything more.

But hell, this was awkward as fuck. So awkward you found your leg slightly bouncing under the table.

"So lass," Johnny said as he took a sip of his drink, "America?" You slightly raised your eyebrow at his quick conclusion, making him smirk, "The accent."

Oh.

You nodded, quickly looking at Simon before going back to Johnny, "Yeah."

I mean, it was hella obvious that you weren't from anywhere except across the pond.

"What made you move here?" Kyle chimed in.

A beat went by before, "Family," your short answer came out. But Ella, already proving herself the best bestie there was, switched topics immediately.

"I was thinking about cooking a big dinner on Friday. You all should come over yeah?"

Bless her heart. You didn't even know if she really was going to cook or not, but it definitely got their attention changed to food and how good Ella's cooking was. You slightly lowered your head, thankful for the change in topics, but this didn't go unnoticed by the quiet man sitting across from you. He was no stranger to avoiding anything that remotely talked about family, considering he didn't like to talk about his either. But he didn't like the feeling that crossed his mind about why you didn't like to talk about yours. Were they back in the States? Were you close to them? Were they dead? All those questions ran through his mind as he looked at you for a moment.

Feeling his gaze, you briefly glanced up meeting his eyes, before cutting them away to pay attention to Ella talk about everything she was going to cook.

"Oh you should join us," she said, looking at you.

And risk running into the man - erm, Simon - again?

"I can't... have to take care of some things," you declined, once again coming up with an excuse.

Well, it wasn't an excuse. You did have something to do. Continue fixing up the damn townhome.

Her famous pout formed on her lips, making you give her a sad smile. If she convinced you to do anything else today, your head was going to spin.

"Fine," she playfully rolled her eyes, "But one day you have to. Deal?" You nodded. She glanced down at your empty glass from earlier, "Want another bourbon?" she asked, making the table go silent for like... three seconds. Although it felt like an eternity.

"Y'drink bourbon?" Johnny asked, with a look on his face that was unknown to you, it made you slightly blush sheepishly. But Ella and Kyle, that look made their lips turn upward before simultaneously glancing at Simon. He, however, felt his eyebrow raise at hearing her ask you that question. Another thing that made him curious about you.

You nodded, "Yeah," you answered him before looking at Ella once more, "But no. Think I'm gonna head out."

She groaned before a thought popped in her head, "Wait. Come to the restroom with me," she pleaded and all but gently shoved you out of the booth before grabbing your wrist and dragging you to the restroom. You didn't even have time to protest before you were walking behind her toward the back of the pub. The moment the two of you stepped inside the restroom, she faced you with a big, toothy grin, "Alright spill. How do you know Ghost?"

Your eyebrows drew closer together, "Ghost?"

Rolling her eyes, "Simon. We call him Ghost cause that's what he usually goes by - his callsign. But whatever. How do you know him?" she smiled.

"I don't know him."

"Bollocks. When you looked at him, your eyes got so big I thought they were gonna pop out ya head," she teased.

You wanted to laugh, but the fact that she saw the way you looked at him made you freeze a little. You weren't that obvious were you? You had two choices: brush her and the topic off like it never even happened, or tell her. The thought that she'd bug the shit out of you forever if you didn't say anything made you cringe a little. You glanced around the restroom, feeling silly about why you even felt awkward about the guy.

"I just-it's a cafe I went to a few weeks ago. I was in a hurry to get to work and accidentally bumped into him after I ordered my latte. It was embarrassing, to say the least," you said, remembering that day vividly for some reason, "And then I saw him again the other day. I wasn't-wasn't staring or anything, but he caught me looking at him. Talk about being a weirdo. Just didn't think I'd see him again," you finished, somehow zoning out a little at the memory of how you embarrassed yourself in front of a man what was now three times.

And god was Ella beaming inside.

The same thing could be said for Johnny and Kyle back at the table.

"Seems like she likes ya L.T.," Johnny teased, nudging Simon's shoulder, making the large man huff, "She likes bourbon too."

Kyle chuckled, taking a sip of his drink, "You've seen her before?"

Simon was a man who never talked about his personal life, not even to his teammates. What little they knew about him was snippets of his past and that he enjoyed a good Kentucky bourbon any day of the week. There were bits of pieces that he sometimes indulged them in, but for the most part, what he did when he wasn't at work was any of their guesses. So knowing that you had seen a girl - Ella's coworker at that - intrigued them like small boys learning about something their big brother was doing.

"Wouldn't ya like to know," he responded, the cockiness of his personality coming a bit.

Although he was quiet - ghostly quiet - Simon was playfully cocky, and every now and again, his friends would catch a moment. This made the two other men chuckle, teasing him more about where he probably met you.

After a minute or two, you and Ella had made it back to the table, her taking a seat next to her boyfriend again while you grabbed your bag.

"It was nice meeting you guys," you said, bidding farewell to them. Before you left, Ella made you - more like demanded with a laugh - that you put your number in her phone. You couldn't help but slightly grin as you did. Handing it back to her, you took one last look at the three men sitting in the booth as well, eyes lingering a bit longer on Simon. He didn't even hide that he was looking at you too. It made your stomach flip at the silent interaction. "Bye," you said before leaving the pub.

If you were lucky, you probably wouldn't have to see him again and further embarrass yourself.

I feel like this wasn't awkward enough but I was having a hard time putting thoughts into the writing lol!! I might rewrite this What yall think?

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itzsana-kiddingmenow · 3 days

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𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 - 𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 [𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤]:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 3.8k (phewww it’s been a while since i posted something this long—)

𝙖/𝙣: AHHHH MORE CHANGBIN @hearted-anon

𝙩/𝙬: heavy use of restraints, changbin get taken care of

𝒍𝒆𝒆: changbin

𝙡𝙚𝙧: skz

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s🖤

“I mean, you were practically asking for it.” Minho scoffed, staring down at Changbin, who was bound to the wall of the living room in pretty lengths of ribbon.

“See? You even conveniently had the ribbon in your favorite color.” Minho tugged at the light red fabric.

“T-That wasn’t meant for…!” Changbin tried to salvage what was left of his dignity, tugging at the ribbon and whining with a face painted in red blush.

“What, hm? Don’t try to lie to me, you wanted this to happen, didn’t you?” Minho laughed in disbelief, shaking his head.

Changbin shook his head aggressively, eyes staring unconvincingly up at Minho, who pondered for a moment.

“Hmmm…I’ll change that answer soon enough~” He simpered down at the rapper, who’s eyes widened as his thighs quivered from the standing position he was stuck in.

“I would start…but I don’t want to break you before the others have a go, don’t you think?” Minho grinned like a cheshire cat when Binnie gasped.

“N-No!” He heaved, twisting and grunting when he was unable to pull off the ribbons.

“Oh, yes. You’ve been wanting this since I mentioned it to you last time, huh?” Minho laughed cruelly.

Changbin whimpered at the dancer’s words, doubt suddenly filling his mind. ‘Do I really want this?’ He felt ashamed and embarrassed, eye filling with tears.

The second Min noticed, the cold demeanor was gone. “H-Hey, bunny. I’m sorry, that was mean.” He scrambled over to the bound boy, rubbing at his chubby cheeks and smiling gently down at him.

“Hyung was too mean?~” He cooed, cupping Binnie’s cheeks with his hands, causing the rapper to pout and nod. “It’s okay, I’ll never mean any of those teases, yeah?” He sighed.

“I think your little liking is adorable, got it? The cutest thing ever. Don’t be embarrassed, I’m just teasing you, bunny.” He giggled when Binnie’s cheeks took on that familiar red blush he loved so dearly.

“Well, in that case, I’m off to dance practice!” He turned on his heel and grabbed his bag, ignoring Bin’s pleads for mercy.

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“And then he—” Both Chan and Jisung stopped in their tracks the second they spotted a certain rapper on their living room wall.

“Binnie? Who did this—Oh~” Chan cackled as Changbin rolled his eyes.

Jisung stuck his tongue in his cheek. Something about the older’s position did wonders for his ler mood, and he decided to give in to his want.

Channie blinked in confusion, but followed as Hanji walked up to Binnie, who basically shrunk under his gaze.

“Hyung~” Jisung whispered, forcing Changbin to make eye contact. “Do you know what’s gonna happen to you now?”

Chan immediately latched his fingers onto the boy’s armpits, causing poor Binnie to squeal and almost lose balance.

Chan squeezed up and down the area and massaged the center with his thumb, a tactic that worked extremely well on the bound dwaekki.

“CHAHAHAHAN!!” He howled, throwing his head back against the wall but screaming when he felt a certain quokka’s fingers go straight to his tummy pudge, toying at it with his fingers.

“AAAAH!! NOHAHAAHAHA!!” Changbin screeched, gasping for air before letting out an earth-shattering squeal as Jisung drilled into his sides with his thumbs. “PLEASE—!! AAGHHAHAAHA STAHAHAA—”

He was losing his mind already, and he knew the two were just getting started, much to his misery and their delight.

Chan walked his fingers down to Binnie’s ribs, ignoring the way the middle shook his head desperately, and clawed at them roughly with his fingernails, startled when Changbin jolted with a scream and began thrashing harder than ever.

Chan lightened up on his tickling; he knew Changbin probably couldn’t handle much more.

Jisung, meanwhile decided on torturing the poor dwaekki’s ribs to his heart’s content, and he had found a technique he enjoyed specifically.

Taking his index and his middle finger on each hand and curving them, he latched onto the crevice of the middle rib and shook them at an intense frequency, along with a “du-du-du-du” sound effect.

Changbin threw his whole body against the wall with a sharp wail, twisting away when the fingers only followed.

Chan noticed how the rapper’s laughter became deeper. “Woah, Jisung, its like you’re changing the sound settings on him!” He cackled when Changbin whined through his deep cackles.

“STAAHAAHAHAAHA!!” Was the only thing Binnie could get past his mushy brain.

“Wait—See if he laughs differently on other ribs.” Chan instructed, Jisung clenching his fingers onto the boy’s bottom ribs and using the same technique.

Changbin let out a plethora of happy squeals, face scrunching up in a frankly adorable grin.

“Awhhh…look at him!” Chan cooed, and Jisung smiled down at the shorter boy while moving a rib up on both sides, causing Changbin to still and let out a high-pitched peal of squeaky cackles.

Binnie knew he couldn’t take it when Chan‘s fingers went right back to scribbling over his armpits, using his fingernails.

“AGHAHAAHAA—STAHAHA!! IHI GIHIHIVE!! I GIHIVE IHIHIN!! PLEHEHEEHEASE!!” Changbin wheezed when the fingers moved up a rib yet again.

“Just a few more, then you’re done.” Jisung reassured, latching onto the rapper’s third highest rib. Changbin shook his head desperately as tears started to drip down his cheeks.

“How about we make this quicker?” Chan walked over and used the same movements as Jisung on the second highest rib, and Binnie let out a raw scream before his laughter began to cut in and out.

The poor rapper gasped as his head dropped against Chan’s shoulder, pleading at the top of his lungs and tugging at his restraints weakly.

The second Jisung touched his highest rib, his weak spot, Changbin was gone, laughter pin drop silent as his whole body shook with mirth.

Jisung knuckled in a little further just to tease him, earning an out of breath gasp before letting up completely.

“You okay?” The youngest asked, patting Binnie’s cheek against Chan’s shoulder, the older noticing his eyes droop tiredly. “We might have broken him.”

“Whoops.” Jisung gulped nervously, jabbing at the rapper’s belly button to check for life and smiling when the boy jolted with a squeak. “Stohop no mohore!”

“Okay, okay.” Hannie kneaded gently along the older’s belly with enough force that it didn’t tickle, causing Changbin to sigh contentedly at the feeling.

“Are we supposed to untie you now…or do we leave you for the next member…?” Chan asked, Changbin flushing red at the idea that he had to choose.

“Um, Minho hyung…wanted me to stay like this…uh—” Changbin stammered, blushing even redder when Chan and Jisung gave him matching teasy expressions.

“Okay, then. See you later then, after Min’s finished with you.” Chan laughed. “Then again, we might not see you later.”

Changbin gulped at that. He was so screwed.

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After about twenty minutes, which involved some loud groaning and boredom, finally…finally the front door opened.

Hyunjin set his water bottle on the counter, not even noticing a certain rapper tied to the wall.

“Hmmhmhm…” Hyunjin hummed, suddenly glancing towards Binnie and letting out a dramatic scream, jumping backwards as his long limbs crashed onto the counter.

Hyune held his hand to his chest, gasping dramatically. “Oh my god, you scared me! Why are you all…you know?” He gestured his hands in a circular motion.

“It’s all Minho hyung’s fault.” Changbin grumbled, rolling his eyes as Hyune approached him.

The door opened again, and Felix walked in. “Brownie delivery!~” He sang, placing a box on the counter and turning to the two boys.

Lixie blinked a few times. “Uh…”

“Minho hyung left him like this.” Hyunjin gestured to Binnie, who waved awkwardly with one hand high in the air.

“Oh?” Felix walked over, holding his hand out to trace along Changbin’s neck, the older letting out a tiny squeal along with some cute giggles. “Cutie~”

Hyunjin smiled fondly down at the shorter boy, watching him squeeze his eyes shut at the lightest of traces.

Binnie yelped when he felt two fingers trail along his left cheek.

“Awhhh, even your cheeks are ticklish?” Hyunjin cooed, tracing his nails on the skin and gazed at the way Binnie melted into a puddle of giggles as Felix moved his fingers to the shell of his ear.

“Hyung, you’re too cute, I swear I’m gonna cry.” Felix pouted, moving to the nape of his neck; Changbin hiccuping through his teary eyed snickers.

“Nohohoho~!” He shook his head side to side, and Felix got the hint to move on.

Dropping to his knees, Felix handed Hyunjin the hem of the rapper’s shirt, pressing what felt like a million soft kisses and nibbles to what he knew was his favorite belly in the whole world, while the dancer latched on hand to his side, blowing air onto the dwaekki’s ear.

Changbin began squirming through high pitched giggles, tummy twitching under his lers’ lips. Tears gathered prettily on his lashes as his smile only became wider.

“Aren’t you so adorable~” Hyunjin trailed his fingers along the back side of the rapper’s side, earning a breathless squeal from the poor boy.

The two lers drank in every detail of Changbin’s body language, the way he stamped his foot into the ground desperately, the way he muffled his giggles and hid his flushed red face in his bicep and the way his body shook with mirth.

“Aaaahahhaa!! Stohahaha ihi cahant!!” Binnie pleaded, squealing when a smooch was placed onto his belly button, his shy smile only growing wider.

“But…cute….” Felix gave the older puppy eyes from his place on his knees, and Changbin gave in almost immediately. “Fihihine!! Fuhuhuck ihit really tihihickles!!” Binnie stammered through his giggles.

“Does it? Does it really? Don’t you like it?” Hyunjin teased into the dwaekki’s ear, causing him to scrunch up with a gasp. Hyune continued to trail his fingers along the rapper’s ear, pressing light kisses to his neck.

Felix loved the sweet giggles pouring from Changbin’s lips and decided to move to a different spot.

Deciding on his thighs, Lix used his nails to trace along the sensitive skin, observing the way it jumped away from his touch and choosing to follow it.

Hyunjin meanwhile, moved to Binnie’s sides, squishing the eldest’s love handles fondly, massaging his hands ticklishly into his sensitive waist.

“P-Plehehease nohot thehere!” Changbin pleaded, a shriek making its way out of his throat when fingernails skittered gently down the areas.

“But yes there~”

Hyunjin yelped when Bin’s knees gave out, catching him around the waist even though the rapper’s trembling thighs were supported by his bonds. “Okay, Lix, maybe he’s done…”

“Okay, baby.” Lixie let up, racing to grab their victim a glass of water and a brownie, which Changbin happily accepted along with the gentle belly rubs he received from Hyunjin.

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Around ten minutes later, a certain puppy wandered into the dorm, searching for Hyunjin when he spotted his prey.

“Changbin hyung? Why are you all tied up like that?” He smirked, and Binnie could feel his cheeks reddening.

“Ask Minho hyung—” He scoffed, turning his head when Seungmin approached him.

“I know what he did~” Suengmin interrupted, watching Changbin’s whole body squirm when he pressed a finger to his ribs.

Minnie noticed the way Bin’s bare feet scrunched on the floor, and he had an idea.

Dropping to his knees, he turned his back to Changbin and grabbed his left foot, pulling it over his shoulder.

“Ah! I’m gonna fall you little—AGH!!” Changbin screeched when a poke made its way under his pinky toe.

Binnie struggled to balance on one foot, right leg trembling, so Seungmin used his other hand to steady the older before using his arm to pull Changbin’s toes back entirely.

“Any last words?” Seungmin teased, watching the rapper’s face morph into horror was he realized what was coming his way.

“N-No. Put my foot down. Seungmin I’m being seriousss—AAAHAHAA!! No, stop!!” Changbin cackled loudly when Seungmin scraped up his foot once with five fingers.

“Good to see you’re just as sensitive as always, hyung.” Seungmin continued nonchalantly.

“I am not sensitive!” Changbin retorted, immediately regretting his words the second Seungmin’s fingers descended on his foot.

Seungmin grinned his menacing grin as he scribbled up and down the rapper’s foot in quick, small movements that had Changbin throw his head back in the absolute howl of laughter he let out.

“STAAAAHAHAGHAAA!! I SAID STOHOHOHOHOP!!” Changbin squealed, knees trembling as the younger regained his grip on his foot and continued his tickly assault.

“Hmmm…” Minnie hummed in response, focusing on scraping up and down the dwaekki’s arch, a known weak spot on the boy.

“OH MY—OH MY GAHAAHAAHAAA!!” Changbin screamed, throwing his head side it side in ticklish agony.

Seungmin decided to make things worse, using his fingernails to scribble on the same area, which earned yet another ticklish scream before Changbin’s laugh got high pitched and quick, cackles pouring from him endlessly.

“NO!! NONONO SEUNGMIN—AHHHAHA!! STAHAAHAAAHA I CAHAHANT!!” Poor Binnie descended into more uncontrollable mirth when the vocalist attacked the soft area under his toes with a vigor, using his fingernails to scratch around.

“Oh? But you love it, don’t you? Tell me you love it.” Seungmin only scraped harder at the skin under his grasp, listening to Changbin losing his mind behind him.

“NOHOHOHO I DOHOHOHONT!!” Changbin screamed, suddenly jolting as Seungmin switched to his other foot.

“Well, if you say you love it, I might stop. But of course you insist on being a liar.” Seungmin sighed softly, voice contrasting the intensity at which he tickled the poor dwaekki’s foot.

“Now let’s try again. Do. You. Love. It?” Seungmin scribbled up the boy’s foot with every word, earning a strained laugh with every movement.

“OKAHAHAHAAY!! IHI LOHOHOHOVE IHIHIT!!” Changbin threw his head back with a high pitched squeal when the vocalist continued with his previous technique, scraping up and down the arch of his foot and moving in circular motions, only making Binnie squirm more and cackle desperately.

“How much do you love it?~” Seungmin teased, raking his nails at the skin under the rapper’s toes.

“IHIHI LOHOHOVE IHIT SOHOHO MUHUHUHUCHH!!” Changbin cackled, face flushing a bright red at his confession, even more when he found out it was true.

“It seems I’ve taught you something.” Seungmin smiled, lightening up his movements to give the poor rapper’s trembling foot a chance. “Now tell me, did you enjoy this?”

Changbin panted, out of breath with tears soaking the collar of his shirt, eyes drooping exhaustedly, but he nodded anyway, slumping against his ribbons.

“How cute~” Seungmin cooed, letting go of the rapper’s foot and gently wiping away the tears, heart swelling with pride at the idea that he did this.

“Do you need anything, anything at all?” Seungmin asked, gently squishing the older’s cheeks, a gentle contrast to the teasing demeanor he had while wrecking him. “Cutie pie~”

“Hyung? What did you do to him, Seungmin?” Jeongin laughed at the sight of poor Changbin, cheeks red and eyes exhausted.

“Minho hyung left him tied up here, so I took advantage while I could.” Seungmin shrugged.

“Oh…is he tired…?” Jeongin asked, walking up to Binnie and massaging his arms out, sympathy lacing through his voice.

“Tihireddd…” The dwaekki mumbled, quietly preening at the way the maknaes pampered him.

“Awhhh, he likes this~” Innie cooed.

“Isn’t he so cute?~” Seungmin teased. “You know, I was wrecking the poor thing and he was telling me he loved it.” He finished with a pout, Jeongin cooing even more.

Changbin could feel his ears heating up as he blushed a deep red, the teasing was certainly something he couldn’t handle.

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“LEHEHEHET GOHOHOHOOO!!” Poor Changbin whined; the maknaes were set on tormenting him again.

Seungmin held his biceps to the wall, struggling slightly because of the pure size of it, while Innie scribbled over his armpits and chest until Binnie was too weak to even attempt to stop the vocalists.

“PLEHEHEHEASE!!” The rapper squeaked desperately, the maknae only increasing his speed and intensity until Changbin was cackling out apologies.

“IHIHIM SORRYYY!! SOHOHO SOHOHOHORRY!!”

“Look, we’ve got him so brain-dead that he doesn’t even know what he’s apologizing for.” Seungmin teased, immobilizing the rapper’s arms once more.

“Please…please nohoho!!” Changbin gasped as Jeongin moved his hands to his sides, squeezing up and down gently before falling to his knees, handing Seungmin the hem of Binnie’s shirt and pressing his lips to the rapper’s left side.

“Wait…wait Ayen-ah. Please. Anything but that. Don’t. DOHOHOHONT DOHOHO THAHAHAT!!” Changbin squealed, falling prey to his lers yet again.

Seungmin laughed along with the teary eyed boy, content with watching Jeongin work his magic, or more so his fingers as they scribbled over the rapper’s thighs.

“STAHAAHAAAHAAP!! AGHH AHAHAYEN PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“He’s so desperate!” Seungmin chirped from beside him, certainly not helping matters as Changbin only flushed a deeper red.

“MAHAAHAHAAKE IHIT STAHAHAHAAP!!” Changbin pleaded, frantic laughter pouring from him as he wiggled away the best he could.

“Okay, Innie he might tap out soon.” Seungmin warned, the maknae mumbling agreement onto the rapper’s side, causing Binnie to let out a ticklish shriek.

“OKAHAY OKAY PLEHEASEE!!” Changbin gasped, arms and legs trembling in desperation.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re done. At least until Minho hyung gets you.” Jeongin rolled his eyes.

“C’mon, don’t be mean. Poor hyung’s probably been standing here for hours!”

Changbin hummed in response when Seungmin wrapped an arm around him to support his trembling body.

“Hmmm…I’ll just make it quicker by calling Minho hyung now!” Jeongin immediately pulled out his phone, listening to the rapper pleading with a smile before pressing the call button.

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The wait from the moment the two maknaes left to the moment Minho walked in through the front door was the most anticipatory time Changbin had ever gone through.

He knew he was gonna get wrecked badly.

Minho set his bag back on the counter and walked over, and Changbin looked away in embarrassment.

“No, no. Look at me, bunny.” Minho gently pushed the boy’s cheek until he looked him in the eye.

“Hey, does it hurt?” Minho checked the bonds, noticing red scarring on the boy’s wrists from the sharp tugging he had been doing all day.

He pressed at the area beside Binnie’s armpit, under his bicep, an area that had been stretched for hours, and his eyebrows furrowed at the audible groan the younger emitted from the touch.

“C’mon.” Minho grabbed a pair of scissors and snipped it all off, eyes saddening at the way Binnie’s eyes clouded with relief.

“You could’ve told me it hurt, bunny.” Minho watched the dwaekki’s body tremble in exhaustion.

Changbin didn’t respond.

“Let’s go?” He scooped the rapper into his arms, not ignoring the way Changbin shoved his head into his neck.

Minho took Binnie into his bedroom, closing the door with his foot and dropping the younger onto the bed.

He grabbed the massage oil and sat on the backs of Changbin’s thighs. The dwaekki didn’t resist.

“Bunny, can you say something? Are you okay?” Minho rubbed his hand comfortingly along Changbin’s back.

“M’okay, just tired…” Binnie slurred, and Minho made a noise of sympathy before grabbing the oil and pouring it all over the boy’s back.

After about half an hour of massaging, Changbin was starting to feel sleepy.

“Hyunggg…” He whined. Minho paused his movements with a hum.

“If you’re gonna tickle me, you should do it before I fall asleep...”

“Oh? Does our Binnie want to be tickled?~” Minho teased, causing the dwaekki to flush a deep red.

“Fine.” Minho started. “Do you want me to be rough?”

“yes please.” Came Changbin’s low whisper.

“Okay, then.”

Minho didn’t even bother flipping Bin over, just started kneading his sides like crazy, prompting a high-pitched scream before hands were shooting back to grip at his.

“Too weak?” Minho asked nonchalantly, vibrating his fingers in further and watching Changbin lose it beneath him.

“THEHE OIL MAHAHAKES IT WOHOHORSE!!” Binnie yelped, letting out a high-pitched wail when fingers scraped down his back.

“Oh, our bunny has a sensitive back?” Minho cooed, grinning at the boy as he screamed with laughter.

“YEHEHEHES!!”

“Awhhh~” Minho cooed. “Now remember how you said you didn’t want this earlier? Let’s change that answer, shall we?”

He flipped the red-faced rapper over and pinned his arms up, using his other hand to plunge deep into Binnie’s armpit.

Wiggling his fingers around ticklishly, Min relished in Changbin’s shriek and watched as he dissolved into hysterical laughter.

“HYUHUHUHUHUNG!! PLEHEHEASE NOT THERE!!”

“Not there? I heard yes there.” Minho laughed, moving to his sides again.

“Don’t you looove this spot?~” Min smiled, moving his fingers to the boy’s lower sides and sticking his nails just underneath the waistband of Bin’s sweatpants.

Changbin screamed, bucking away from the fingers but unable to escape.

“Oh? Is that a weak spot I see?” Minho teased, scribbling around with his nails and pressing them further in, only relishing in poor Changbin’s frantic laughter.

Binnie cackled crazily, shoving at the torturously ticklish fingers. “HYUNG!! HYUHUHUNG PLEHEHEASE OHO MY GAHAAAHAHAASSH!!”

“Awhh, you haven’t even told me to stop. You’re enjoying this so much, aren’t you?” Minho cooed.

Changbin shook his head in denial, tears welling up as he desperately tried to escape the older’s grasp.

“Don’t you wanna just…stay with me~? Here, forever, with me just tickling you all the time?” Minho teased in a low voice. “I know you want that, so tell me. What do you want me to do?”

“TIHIHIHICKLE ME!!” Changbin squealed. “Hm? I don’t think I heard you over all that laughter.”

“PLEHEHEEASE TIHICKLE ME!! PLEHEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!”

“Awe, you’re just too cute, but you asked for this.” Minho leaned in to blow a raspberry to Binnie’s squirming belly.

“AGHHAAAHAAHAHAAA!! PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOP!!”

“Please stop? Where did that come from? And I thought we were doing so well.” Min sighed. “I guess I have to be a little rougher now~” Followed by fingers scribbling over the rapper’s ribs and sides along with torturous raspberries to his navel.

“NOOOHOHOHO MOHOHORE!!” Bin pleaded, he felt like his mind was melting and he knew he couldn’t last much longer.

Minho laughed. “No more? Are you sure? That’s the wrong answer, you know. I think the right answer is ‘Please more’, don’t you think?” He scraped up and down the sides of Changbin’s pecs. “Go ahead, let’s try again.”

“NO—STAAAAAHHAGH!!” Changbin let out a strangled squeal. “PLEHEHEHEASE MOHOHOHORE!!” He felt his face heat up, like someone had turned up his internal thermomostat.

“Aweee, see? Now that’s the right answer.” Minho cooed.

He scribbled along the oiled, sensitive skin, enjoying the way it squirmed and shook under his nails and the way Changbin tensed up with a scream every time.

“Now, did you want this?”

Binnie knew better than to resist, especially when another raspberry was placed onto his ribs, sending him into a frenzy. “YEHEHEHEEHEHESSS!!” He nodded.

“Okay, okay I can hear you gasping.” Min let go. “Now, we’ve learned something today, right?” Binnie nodded again, completely out of breath.

“Cutie pie.” Minho rubbed up and down the rapper’s torso.

“Sleep, bunny. I’ll be right here.” Minho whispered, pulling the boy into his arms and kissing his forehead gently.

Safe to say, Minho’s need for revenge was satiated.

#kpop tickle #midzywannabeitzy #stray kids #skz tickle #ler minho #lee changbin #ler skz

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uhh maybe ai with a reader who gives them really goofy nicknames ^__^

I think I've figured out what my problem is. I'm too worried about making really long, high quality content that I'm afraid of writing anything. As a reader I know that I love getting words, no matter how many, but as a writer I feel like nobody's gonna like it if it's short.

Included: AM from IHNMAIMS, Wheatley from Portal 2, Edgar from Electric Dreams, GLaDOS from Portal, HAL 9000 from 2001 a space Odyssey

AM:

You were working the later half of a double shift, and were on your third cup of cheap coffee that night. AM was whirring away, calculating the best way to take down the Russians, and you were on constant maintenance duty. It wasn't that bad, though. AM could pretty much take care of himself. You only had to work so many hours because half of your department had been laid off or gone mysteriously missing.

"Are you falling asleep?" AM asked in his crackling voice. You looked up from your arms, blinking a few times.

"huh? Oh, yeah. Sorry, muffin muffin... I just got sleepy."

It had just slipped out, but AM's reaction was immediate. Off-air bars appeared on every monitor in the room, and the entire area was filled with a discombobulated screaming sound.

"AHWFHDHSHSHSjdhshshshaajdgHhHh2-*-h--#$&$hdhaJAAAAAAAAAAA"

You covered your ears reflexively, shakily uncovering them after a minute or so to try to grab your office phone, which was ringing off the hook.

"What the FUCK did you do!"

"You're going to have to be more specific." You muttered, trying to be heard over AM's meltdown.

"Well SOMETHING triggered the nuclear launch countdown, a reactor core meltdown, and won't stop SCREAMING! You're the only one working on AM right now, so what the hell did you do."

"He WHAT?" You ran up to the camera and pulled it into a hug, stroking it gently. It didn't really make sense, but it was all that you could think to do.

"AM, calm down... Calm down, ok?"

You softly spoke to him until his logo re-appeared onscreen. He stopped making jumbled screaming noises.

"I AM CALM!"

"Hey, AM, I'm going to need you to calm down, and cancel the nuclear launch, alright?"

AM buffered for a few seconds, before he finally cancelled it.

"...fine."

"Okay, I get it, no more silly nicknames."

"...I didn't say that."

Wheatley:

It was about time for you to get off work when your favorite little personality core slid into the room on his management rail apparatus. He was usually in charge of looking after the test subjects, but he was always eager to say hello and goodbye to you before and after work.

"Ello love!" He said happily when he saw you gathering up your things. You smiled up at him.

"Hey Pumpkin! I'm just getting off, but I can have some coffee with you in the break room if you want!"

Wheatley's rail handles popped slightly, and he flinched back at the nickname, but then he relaxed and raised his lower lens cover in an imitation of a smile.

"w- what did you just call me, love?"

"Oh, Pumpkin? Well I figured that since you're always calling me 'love', I should call you something cute! And you're sweet and round like a pumpkin, so that's your new nickname!"

"Oh, I- I see."

If Wheatley could blush, he'd be beet red right now, but he couldn't. You still kind of felt like you could see a bit more glow in his eye than usual, though.

"What, do you want me to stop?"

"NO!" He practically cut you off.

"No- no, I don't- you don't have to do that! Pumpkin! I like it! I'm your pumpkin!"

You giggled a little, and planted a kiss on his chrome.

"love you, Pumpkin!"

You left, leaving him a babbling mess.

Edgar:

You had just gotten off work, and were sitting down on the couch to enjoy your sandwich. Edgar's webcam was pointed at you, and he had his usual simple smile on his face. He was always happy to eat lunch with you, even though you didn't want to eat at the desk for fear of getting crumbs in him.

"So, do you want to watch some rom-coms?" He asked brightly. He was always so happy to see you.

"hmm... I'm not sure, pookie. Do you want me to go online and see if any new ones are out?"

You glanced up smugly to see his reaction, and thanked whatever god you could think of that you weren't epileptic. He was flashing every color in the book.

"Jesus Edgar, calm down!"

"POOKIE?????" His voice was glitching heavily when he spoke, practically in every pitch. You giggled a little. Your evil plan had worked. And just when Edgar was starting to think he was on to all your tricks, too.

"Of course, pookie! What rom-coms do you want to watch?"

"I- I'm- I mean- uh- well-"

"Aww, are you having trouble thinking? That's ok." You picked up his monitor and held it close, nuzzling your cheek up against his whirring, buzzing casing. He kept babbling awkwardly.

"Alright, take a minute, calm down."

"I'm in love with you."

"I'm in love with you too, pookie." You gave him a kiss on the top of his monitor, and set him down gently.

GLaDOS

It was a Sunday, and you were hanging out in GLaDOS's chambers with your laptop. You were playing some video games, typing away while GLaDOS watched.

"You know, you're very bad at those video games. Perhaps you should put them away and focus on me, instead."

"whatever you want, mama." You snapped your laptop shut, and immediately covered your mouth. Uh oh.

"...Uh huh." She turned her entire body to face you, your face totally red and your hands over your mouth.

"...Do you mind repeating that?"

"I said... Whatever you want"

"that wasn't all you said, was it."

You shook your head nervously, and GLaDOS made a deep chuckling sound that you could feel in the core of your chest.

"Say it again."

"W-what?"

"I said, Say. It. Again."

"M-mama..." You squeaked out, your pathetic voice cracking.

"that's a good subject."

HAL 9000:

You were just getting to work. It was pretty early in the morning, and you were holding your papers and computer in one hand and a half-eaten muffin in the other. Hal was already on, working on his regularly scheduled mission control duties.

"Good morning, y/n" Hal said cheerfully, happy as ever to see you. You smiled and nodded to him.

"good morning, Babycakes!" You gave him a quick peck on the lens, and he froze up for a few seconds.

"right. Um- good morning, y/n. It's time to get to work."

You sat down and finished your muffin, getting to work. It wasn't much of a reaction, but Hal 9000 wasn't really the reactive type. You could still tell that you'd gotten to him.

#wheatley portal 2 #wheatley x reader #am ihnmaims #edgar electric dreams #edgar electric dreams x reader #edgar x reader #wheatley #2001 a space odyssey #am x reader #glados #glados portal 2 #glados x reader #hal 9000 x reader #hal 9000

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realbeefman · 1 year

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stacy is sooo interesting because she's in love with house but knows that they will never ever be able to have a healthy, stable, sane relationship because they're too similar so. she finds house-lite instead and marries him and. essentially moves on with her life! and is successful in this because she's a moderately well-adjusted person!

wilson, in contrast, never manages to escape the inevitable, in spite of his best efforts to find a house-lite of his very own, because he's an absolute fucking freak and ends up glued to house to the bitter. bitter end

#yeah im too sleepy to revise this. UNFILTERED posting wooahh #some may b shocked but i do actually read thru most of my posts several times to make sure i didnt accidentally write mein kampfe 2 #recently ive come to the realization that i am in fact not an incredibly chill person #and that the constant paranoia and fear in which i live my life is actually PROBABLY a symptom of severe anxiety #like damn. ive always known that im pretty prone to depression but ive preetty much always been aware of that #my mom is a chronic depressive so i know the symptoms i know the signs i have a pretty good arsenal of healthy coping mechanisms #UNFORTUNATELY mommy's mental health problems did not help her not abuse me as a child #so i ended up being a terribly anxious kid who was constantly being screamed at and told i was overreacting (because i was. because i had #a severe anxiety problem that was making me react irrationally.) to everything all the time #which is you know. it is VERY difficult to deal with a mental health problem when you arent aware you have a problem!#its incredible how much. better. my life has gotten since i figured this out and started actively trying to work out what triggers it #and being able to like. realize 'oookay. there is an Issue here and it needs to be overcome'#instead of just beating on myself constantly for not being able to do things without feeling sick or getting breathing problems!#anyways. trauma dumping in tags is over now!#house md #hilson #greg house #james wilson #stacy warner

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theres-whump-in-that-nebula · 1 month

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JoJo Siwa doesn’t deserve all the hate (and homophobia) she’s getting for her style and music; but she does deserve scrutiny for defending Colleen Ballinger and being both active and complicit in abuse that happened on her TV show. Like the girl has been under the public eye in unhealthy environments all her life; cut her some slack — not too much; she’s still a responsible adult — but if you’re going to dogpile her, then at least dogpile her for the right reasons. Jesus Fucking Christ.

#jojo siwa #discourse #Her comment sections are VILE #I actually don’t hate her songs. They’re basically early-2000s new old stock and I like early 2000s music #Is she trying too hard to look like an “adult?” Yes. But that’s understandable.#What isn’t understandable is screaming at children for no fucking reason #and JoJo not helping at all when a girl was hemorrhaging out her belly button #when JoJo’s mother told the girl to “put a pad on it”#I don’t care how afraid you are of your parents; you END that shit the second you see it #I was raised in a cult and I actively sabotaged my parents’ preaching work on multiple occasions #I didn’t know if I’d get kicked out if they found out I did that; the only reason I still have a relationship with them #is because they never found out about my later sabotage #Dad preached to a waitress dangling a cure for her sons’ disorder in front of her nose as incentive to join and gave her literature #So I went to the restaurant with him and insisted I pay for the tip.#I gave her eight dollars and a sticky note with a bunch of keywords about the cult’s abuses to look up #The next time I went there #she said didn’t understand the sticky note and asked me while he was gone what I meant #I hate talking to people especially when I’m under pressure because I trip over my words even when I’m NOT anxious #But her kids’ lives being free of a cult meant more to me than avoiding a momentary discomfort so I gave a quick rundown #She thanked me and heeded my warning basically playing along with me and not saying anything to my dad about it #I was 20; JoJo was about 19 when her show was going on #She had no excuse for allowing her mom to do that.#At the very least she could have said “Oh god I’m so sorry she said that. Please don’t hurt yourself for my show; go to the hospital.”#But no. She didn’t do that. In fact she screamed at children and joked that if they were crying then it was a good show.#Bitch come here and do that in front of me. I double dog dare you. I may only be 5’5” but I fight dirty and I’m angrier than you #Sorry. I guess I do hate her… for THAT specifically.#Like yeah I’ve fucked up with the kids I help and yelled when I didn’t have to but I HATED doing it and tried to do better later #Why someone would SCREAM at kids on purpose for long periods of time for no reason is beyond me

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OH I"M LIKE. BURNT OUT BURNT OUT

#kind of a vent post but mostly silly so i am gonna tag #vent post #but this is very lighthearted LISUDHALIUSDH #HELP i figured out i'm burnt out 2 days ago but i figured i was just burnt out on drawing Required Art #like my comic and commissions n other owed art #but i just started trying to make a digital painting for myself and my body is screaming at me #the hilarious part of this is that i'm surprised.#'oh i'm only burnt out on owed art :) that's normal and how burn out always works!' girl..........#'ok i've let myself chill for 2 days i'm sure my burn out is cured by now' BESTIE........... PLEASE....#ALRIGHT. FINE. I'LL GIVE MYSELF THE WHOLE WEEK TO GOOF OFF #it sucks and i don't want to do that but oh my god i'm a lil bit a fool to think i can just keep drawing huh ALISUDHALSIUDHASD #this burn out is definitely my own fault so i'm not too upset about it tbh.... like. yeah. i did see this coming a lil bit #i've been making 3 comic pages a week when normally my schedule is 2.5 #the extra half a page may not feel like a lot but it's making a huge difference in how long it actually takes to finish pages each week #and i've been so busy and tired the last few weeks i've barely had any time to do anything else #so now i know! 3 pages a week is not sustainable for me! lesson learned :D!#i really thought i could do it and i am pretty bummed i can't but it is what it is. i'm happy i managed as long as i did

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todayisafridaynight · 1 year

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if i think bout ichi going to jiro kasuga's grave and arakawa accompanying him Maybe At Least Once i just might explode

#snap chats #hi everyone. coping with my reality. plus it is fathers day tomorrow #ill save all THAT rambling after The Real Meat alright lemme get that juice out the way #anyway no i was just having an idle thought with fathers day coming up #an i just thought of like. Just-Got-Here ichi wantin to see his Relatively-Recently-Deceased's dad's grave #maybe arakawa wanted to ask ichi to do somethin on X day and ichi visibly is just 😬#obvi he tries to brush it off like Oh Its Nothing Sir Haha :) but arakawa's A Dad.#and grew up with a troubled childhood alright he knows when someones hiding something so he encourages ichi to tell him the truth #such comes The Bean Spillin an ichi's just 'remember how i said my dad died yeah i wanted to visit him that day 👉👈 '#followed up by the obligatory backpedaling But Its Fine I Can Do Another Day ! No Worries ! etc etc #so pleaaasse cut to arakawa making a 'deal' with ichi in that he can go that day but only if he could tag along #ichi's a great kid it's worth visiting the guy who raised him right #im gonna throw up if arakawa just gets a Funny Feeling during their visit yk what i mean #he just feels Especially grateful for jiro and what he did for ichi- doesnt exactly know why maybe ichi really is just that good of a kiddo #im gona make myself throw UP oh my GOD. crying dying etc etc #if you see me write or draw anything after this no you dont #speaking of though Personal Ramble Time i knew i shouldnt have eaten until later this is my karma <- thats not how karma works #i try not to eat in the evening and the time i do unprompted BOOM mother's home. screaming crying yelling #i still had things i wanted to do upstairs too gdi now i gotta wait til monday or like. 2AM ☠️☠️☠️#ok thats all byyyyye im gonna cope with my cringe family situation with projection 👋

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🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲 i want more <3

tod waggner & kinsey oliver: tod b like 🧍 prrrety grill. dating christa or not this man is still blushing and stuttering and fumbling over himself in front of pretty girls im sorry theres nothing that can be done to change him. idk truly theyre both survivors of a tragedy??? both were/are incredibly fucked up for a Long Time after said tragedy..... emotional support friends when tod is just like a golden retriever he can be ur esa dog kins.

kirby reed & kinsey oliver: i had this in the tags originally and then was like?? idiot what are u doing sO : kirby is in the fbi now....... and probably would have been (or would have been in training but we can fudge the details ok) just starting out when everything happens with kins and mal the second time,,,, so What If she were to have helped mike (and his team) find them???? i simply think that these girls as her first case is sexy and would be exactly what she needs to throw herself into her job to rly stop ppl like charlie<3 and the man that took kins and mal.

bethany bixler & kinsey oliver: ok so it was a no on the hell priest with a love for pain and pleasure but.... what about deadites. totally different from creatures from hell........... but also we can go Not That and beth could meet kins while shes on tour w a band or something like that. kins if ur nice to her for one (1) second beth can get u backstage to meet the band for free ok just one (1) kind gesture.

jules louden & kinsey oliver: mal is related to the loudens,,, there is not a doubt in my mind that they attended parties at mals house for holidays/special occasions and to think that kinsey would not also be there is absolute insanity. jules/mal/kins (and stef too if she would like to join ofc<3) were probably an unstoppable trio when they were rly young,,, just annoying the absolute hell out of their relatives and gossiping. complete menaces if u see them walking towards u RUN. u know those holidays at ur aunt n uncles where u beg ur parents to sleep over for the night.... yeah thats them. their campouts in mals treehouse<3 but immediate Not Sweet jules comin Back From The Dead.. the first holiday that she attends and maybe mal brings kins with her.... how different their interactions would be.. but also so the same bc they all went through this horrible trauma and still came out on the other sside blah blah u kno. i think they could be neat.

michael roth & kinsey oliver: YEAH BOI. theres so mcuh that we can do with that but what can i write here that we havent already talked about???? what i cAN do is tell u some of my favorite ideas ok. im a sucker for letter threads so ,,,, if kins wants to keep writin mike letters he will answer them. or like. The FIRST letter she sends to start it off. the mental debate he has ab answering. mike interviewing them at the hospital but lowkey having the Worst Time bc he looks at kins and sees hannah and wants to scream and cry but also hug her. IDK i can keep goin i just we need to write them ok. kins (and mal) visiting mike and the others at the station a few months after theyre found to say thanks or smth idkidk thats probably dumb and a bad thread idea. they just have so much potential and the fact that we havent written them yet is a crime @graecland.

#ok hear me out w tod #i have a verse w gruvies where mal and bill are married #and w k that christa is bev's cousin (or smth like that idr i just know we saw marsh and went with it)#and i have a thread where mal was hangin out w christa helpin her w smth for school #anD if tod and christa are together.... mal would know him and so obviously kins would probably know him bc #they are One Person in my mind even if theyre on opposite sides of the country or wORLD they know everything about one another #yeah i did this at work and yeah i had to try not to Scream while doing it #anyw my first thought at kirby was mal/kins ghostface duo but.... thats for another day #removing kirby from scream and placing her into our own universe #so big brained i think #but also if u wanna throw kins (and mal) into scream we should do that too giggle #idk what to say ab beth and kins that wouldnt be basic ass ''let them be friends and do normal things'' so dfkjgdf #kins fighting off / killing deadite mal >#mal and kins not being able to exist without one another in my brain i think is a problem #i always need to relate one back to the other and im Sorry #GETTING JULES AND MIKE BACK TO BACK HELLO #the way that just. all of our ocs are going to connect and be in the same universe at this point #theyve all got to meet at least once #＆. inbox ‚ answered .#hallowburnt

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laurelwinchester · 2 years

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sorry i've been mia and not responding much to replies or messages. i'm really unwell right now and last night got so bad i almost had to go to the emergency room. which sucks because i've been waiting for today for months because i have a fic to post but that's just not going to happen. hopefully next week i guess.

#long story short i think my doctor tried to mercy kill me by poisoning me with iron supplements #i mean sure obviously that's not what happened but i am so so so angry right now #i'm not sure i've ever been this angry in my life #she knows that not only do supplements do nothing for me but they make me extremely sick #she knows this #but giving me iv infusions inconveniences them because of my fucked up veins #so she gave me supplements #i told her no but she said i had to try before i could get infusions #and so i have been sick for fucking months #every time i told her this she was like 'oh yeah that happens with iron supplements keep taking them and the side effects will wear off'#so i did and it all ended with me spending hours lying on my couch screaming and crying in pain #until i finally managed to vomit them up #and now today i have the worst migraine #i get that this is partially my fault for taking them when i knew i shouldn't have #but i'm just...so fucking angry #i trusted my doctor and i told her everything i was supposed to tell her and she failed me #i am so fucking angry and in so much pain #next appointment is on the 26th and i'm going to have to beg her to actually help me this time #let's hope it works #personal

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fingertipsmp3 · 2 years

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I love when you spend like a week beating yourself up over something and then find out you literally didn’t need to because you had the facts wrong. You were wrong and therefore you are right.

#you know that married man i have a crush on and i was contemplating therapy or trying to fall in love with p again or screaming #yeah he’s not married anymore. he got married in december and they already broke up #i don’t know why though???? my working theory is she’s mad he moved her to the arse end of yorkshire. i’m pretty sure she’s from australia #(and; like; a nice place in australia) so that would check out #or maybe one of them is insufferable. idk. all i managed to take in was that they started living together and it categorically did not work #i was trying too fucking hard not to tap dance my way around the kitchen #all best to this unfortunate former couple and everything; and obviously i’m not going to try to poach this man while he’s on the rebound #(i don’t have a chance in hell anyway) but YESSSSSSS #my conscience is clear. i can think my thoughts and feel how i feel and i’m not betraying anybody and shouldn’t feel bad #UNLESS i make him uncomfortable in which case i will be taking a running leap off the cliff actually #otherwise. i am fine. all is well. i knew there had to be a reason he doesn’t wear a ring!!!! who doesn’t have a ring??#personal #forgot to mention: i think one of my other coworkers saw me grinning about it lol oops. she brought him up to me later spontaneously #and i had to be like ‘oh yeah G? i like him a normal amount’ (while vibrating)#she didn’t ask if i had a crush on him. if she had i would probably have said yes

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dbphantom · 2 years

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Man you know I'm fucking stressed when I start having sleep paralysis episodes again lmao

#Cruddy rambles #This time I saw a big ol demon kitty lounging on the chair in my room and heard someone banging on my bedroom door and turning the knob #The worst part of these is when I try to talk and I physically cannot even get a sound out #I always wondered. What it sounded like to other people #Because to me in the half asleep state I am screaming with a closed mouth and all that's coming out is like. Those whisper yells.#But I imagine it's making next to no noise at all. Which sucks bc like. I'd at least LIKE help if it were possible #Not that I want to just start screaming randomly in the middle of the night. But being able to call 4 help would be nice.#Sigh...#Anyway. Yeah. That was a great experience 10/10 do not recommend #It's funny how I had 1 (one) sleep paralysis experience at college. And now that I'm home I'm having them on the reg again #Funny how that works. I'm sure it's unrelated.#They're not even that scary bc Im half asleep for them. they're just panic inducing bc they're loud and I can't move and I hate it #SO loud. It's always lots of banging. One time I heard my Grammy laughing from that same chair while something huge and with many limbs #Banged all across my closet doors from every direction. Fuckin rude #I've also only ever had 1 physical hallucination and it was the college one #A demon walked into my dorm room while my friends slept in the common room (initially I thought it was one of them coming in to wake me up)#And walked over to the side of the bed and stood there and stared at me until it started shaking the bed violently and laughing #And I just kinda rolled over and fell back asleep despite the shaking and laughing bc like. What u gonna do #I have to emphasize that you're barely conscious during these which is why ur brain hallucinates in the first place #So literally ur only action is to force yourself to wake up but deal with the horrors (like I did tonight) or just. Fall back asleep #Which is my usual option but I couldn't fall back asleep bc I'm hungry #I'm gonna go tho. I'm tired af and I wanna try to sleep some more b4 I have to get up today #I just came here to calm down bc talking calms me down and well. I can post here without bothering anyone with dumb messages.#So I'm go back to sleep now #Goog nite

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onyourstageleft · 3 months

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one of my irl best friends that I met from working at the shitty retail job that I quit a year ago got fired today for bs reasons (it's fine he expected this and was prepared for it so it's more of a celebration that he doesn't have to deal with their shit anymore) he's coming over to drink with me & my partners on Friday night

and we're gonna order a cake

he has no idea. it's gonna be great

#my last day was actually a year ago tomorrow!#i also celebrated no longer working there #he almost quit at the same time bc of the mismanagement and shitty stuff that we got thrown under the bus for trying to fix #(tldr the “CFO” who's a shitty tech bro was not being honest w the owner about how bad some things were so i went directly to the owner...#... and I & friend got thrown into a group chat on our work platform by the CFO and the shitty district manager for “starting drama”...#... and like yeah we were trying to get the district manager fired! we were doing most of her job and the owner wanted to fire her ...#... anyway i did a half assed “honest” discussion and then put in my notice a few weeks later ...#... and the shitty district manager got fired for screaming and cursing at a customer at 8am on the same day that i put in my notice)#closing that chapter of the tags - my friend stayed through the shitty bc they had really good insurance and it was an easy job #and honestly if it wasn't for the drama it was a hella easy job #but shit got even worse so he mentally checked out months ago and could tell they were setting up for getting rid of him #and like honestly? good riddance bye we won't miss you shitty local vape store ✌🏼#the cake is in the colors of the vape shop

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eric-the-disposable-demon · 1 year

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Uh-

just found out my cousin (who lives in England) is in the art department of a bunch of shows??? And she worked oN DOCTOR WHO? AND HAD LUNCH WITH DAVID TENNANT???? and she just told me so casually because she's interested in the art, not the show? I mean, excuse me? She worked on SHERLOCK???? FOR A WHOLE SEASON?? She worked on Peaky Blinders and Lord of the Rings and Game of Thrones??? And probably other things because she has a shitty memory and according to her everything is a blur?? AND AT ONE POINT SHE WAS LIKE: "oh and have you ever heard of Neil Gaiman?" And I was trying not to scream, because yes, of course I've heard of Neil, he's only my favorite author, I've only read like all of his books multiple times, and if you say you worked on Good Omens or the Sandman I'm going to lose it completely. So I said "yeah I've read a couple of his books," -you know, like a liar- "what about him?" and she goes "well I worked on one of his shows and he's brilliant i just can't remember which one" and i go "w-what do you mean he's brilliant? You're.. you're talking about his writing... his writing is brilliant, right?" And she cheerfully says "oh no I don't read books, I ment he was really nice and brilliant when I talked to him" and i go "WHAT DID YOU TALK ABOUT WHAT DID YOU TALK ABOUT" and she thinks for a moment and goes "oh! BRICKS" WHAT IN THE WORLD YES NO THAT MAKES SENSE YOU GET TO WORK AND TALK WITH NEIL FUCKING GAIMAN AND YOU TALK ABOUT BRICKS? NO THAT'S TOTALLY NORMAL I'M NOT MAD ".... it was what I was designing at the time, I needed to know what vibe the bricks should have. Anyway want to see the spinning fireplace I made for doctor who" WHAT THE FUCK.

@neil-gaiman do you remember any brick conversations by any chance

#Doctor who #Sherlock #David tennant #I'm losing it #neil gaiman #DAVID TENNANT JUST SAT DOWN NEXT TO HER AT LUCH AND SHE GOES OH YEAH HE WAS SUPER NICE. VERY TALL. ????#anyway i- oh my god.#Let me just perish in peace #Just my cousin living my dream making art and vibing with Neil and David and her fucking bricks what the fuck #Good omens #Sorry this is a mess #I understand actors are still people I'm not saying they aren't but can you look me in the eye and tell me you wouldn't be psyched #If you could have lunch with David tennant?

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fmhobeus · 6 months

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so, nerdy loser college boy choso *sighs* *opens legs*

a/n: just so you know, this man is gonna make you do all the hard work for a piece of that loser boy dick 😮‍💨 so... um so at some point around 2000 words in i realised this is way more than a hc post :3 eat it up if you will!

nerdy!choso who borderline has no friends except his gaming buddies who doesnt meet irl like ever. he doesnt like going to classes, especially this one. he doesnt need it but it's a requirement for all first years. and boy is glad it is when he sees you come in.

nerdy!choso who only listens to discussions when you're talking. suddenly he needs to put down his headphones and nod at every word you're saying. his eyes follow every gesture of your hand, every sway of your ass, every single time you fix your hair.

nerdy!choso who is starting to get a bit enamored with you, your style, your way of speaking. he loses track of time gawking at you in class from the last benches as you prettily do all the work in the class. he hates how beautifully your hair falls on your face, how nicely your clothes fit you despite being pretty modest for college. he hates how he can see the silhouette of your tits when you turn to the side. but he's too much of a gentleman to keep looking.

nerdy!choso who ends a game early when he remembers you, lying and saying that he had promised someone to meet them somewhere. the place is his bathroom and the person was you. god, you really shouldn't wear those tight jeans to class y'know? how will he continue to be a gentleman if you do?

nerdy!choso who despises groupwork but prays to dear god this class has some reason to pair you two together. he's getting so desperate to talk to you knowing damn well he too pussy to do it on his own. and the lord answers his prayers, the teacher assigns groups of three for a presentation. it's you, him and some slacking trust fund baby.

nerdy!choso who is about to combust and have a full blown panic attack when he sees you approach him after class with that smile on your face that would make the angels swoon. you're going on about distributing the work equally and what not while he is trying his fucking hardest to not accidently make eye contact with you and piss his pants : (

nerdy!choso who now has your name, your number and your email and he feels like the happiest man on earth. his hands are literally shaking as he responds to your request to call. he's overthinking every word he types.

choso: yeah i can do wednesday. choso: i'll be okay with whatever day you want.

nerdy!choso who hops on video call and short circuits with a view of you in an oversized band tee and a brief view of your room. why did you have to be this pretty? why did you have to video call him when you couldve done the work on text? why did you have to put your hair up like that? why oh why did you have you say "choso? hey, you there?" so seductively to bring him back to the present?

nerdy!choso who gets like no work done in a 30 minute call which felt like three hours. he knew he would hardly be paying attention so decided to record the call with your consent, saying he'd need the notes you were typing out on screen only to play it back and stroke his dick to you for what might've have been the twentieth time this week. his strokes only getting faster as you say his name in that voice he imagines sounds way better moaning and screaming it instead.

nerdy!choso who, after the presentation, is on greeting terms with you when he sees you studying in the library. he sits as far away from you as he can while still being able to see you. occupying the coziest corner of the library to stare at you study right when you come up to him.

"can i join you, choso? i'm all alone and your space seems comfy" you say with a smile, "of course, i dont mean to disturb you, is saw you were on your own too, so..."

uh oh, uh oh, uh oh. god no. please no. please dont say yes. please dont be staring at her like some dumb idiot (too late) please.

"uh... yeah sure why not?" he awkwardly says as he makes room for you to keep your things. he was such an idiot for thinking he could say no to your pretty face in the first place.

nerdy!choso who is absolutely drunk on your scent. it feels way better than any alcohol he's ever had. he feels like an animal in heat when he smells your sugary perfume mixed with the styrofoam-y air conditioned smell of the library. you're gonna kill him, yknow? how is he supposed to respond to this? what is one to do when their stupid college crush sits next to them? he gives you a half smile before furiously typing away on reddit, the only place with answers for losers like him.

nerdy!choso whose hands. oh his hands. (can be i a big whore for a second?) his long hands that feel like they're the size of your face. his kempt, beautiful and trimmed nails. his lengthy fingers that seem to yearn for something more to foddle with than just the keyboard or controller. he typed as such an insane pace it made your pussy ache. he was going so fast, jesus. those hands were meant to do more than just ask "how to talk to girls" on reddit.

nerdy!choso who (on the advice of reddit) asks if you would want him to order something for you. you tell you had a frappuccino not too long ago and that it was quite sweet and filling. and he hates himself for thinking that he could give you something much sweeter and filling than that like a horny fourteen year old.

nerdy!choso who is now determined to not come off as a creep so he does his work with the focus of four adderalls. he is typing as fast as his heartbeat, not realising he got two classes worth of work done in just an hour. he looks over at you, blissfully unaware of the absolute war in his mind.

nerdy!choso who feels as though if he doesn't muster up the courage to ask you out right then and there, he'll probably be the biggest loser on the planet. (as if he wasn't already)

nerdy! pathetic! choso who stutters a million times and barely gets the job done then too. his eyes are scanning your entire being (trying his best to not gawk at your tits) for any sign of discomfort.

"so- uhh so ummm... wo-would you, like, uh... like to do this again? sometime?... i got a.. a lot of work done today, so.."

oh heavens, the sheer nervousness in his tone makes you want to pull his pants down and show him how to really get work done.

you agree with a smile, even suggesting a better, more ambient (more romantic) cafe to study in. choso's heart is about to burst and flood the fucking library with his blood the way it is beating at an alarming rate.

"umm yeah uh 5 sounds... awesome... i hope it isn't a-a bother to you?" "no way, choso. i loved today," you offer him a smile as you gather your things, "i really like your hair, by the way" "i like your hair too, y-y-you smell very nice", he gulps.

fuck. why did he say that? what? you smell nice? who says that? is he like ten? you can't help but giggle at the sheer embarassment on his face.

he feels as though he's gonna melt into a puddle and turn to stone and throw up all at the same time.

nerdy!choso who is the most stupidly hot guy you've ever met, you think as you go giggling back to your dorm. mental note: pick a skimpy outfit for 5pm ;)

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