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lovingseventeen · 1 year

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Hiii hope you're well 🫶🏼

I really really loved the svt doing your make up 🥺 honestly getting make up done is so relaxing and it can be so intimate (me when lol)

I have a suggestion for a svt reaction bec you see I have a thing for hands, like the hands are one of the first thing I notice about a person so I wonder how svt would react to their s/o randomly grabbing their had and kissing it 🥹

randomly kissing svt’s hands 🫶🏽

a/n: HI ANON i LOVE this request omggg. i have so many things queued but i HAD to write this rn rn

edit: i’m literally biting my lip as i write this bc FAWK this is such a cute idea i need all of these men’s hands in marriage rn

seungcheol:

❥ he loves holding hands so he doesn’t question when you grab his hand

❥ he’s about to lace his fingers with yours when he feels you bringing his hand up to your face to kiss it

❥ but he does malfunction a little bit because his brain is thinking: wait i’m supposed to do that to you

jeonghan:

❥ you can hear his typical “ayy” as he watches you

❥ he won’t admit that he’s a little flustered

❥ you only find out that he is when he tucks his hair behind his ear and you notice that the tips of his ears are pink

joshua:

❥ watches you with the most endearing smile

❥ lets you do you what you want but still leans in close to your face and asks, “what’s this for pretty baby, hm?” AAAAAAAA

jun:

❥ so so confused but he doesn’t pull his hand from you (because he never would)

❥ “what’s this?” he asks as you’re bringing his hand up

❥ “mm, nothing babe” you hum, placing a light kiss to the back of his hand

❥ “oh, okay?” he replies, pink dusting his cheeks

hoshi:

❥ LOVES IT

❥ blushing so bad but he isn’t even embarrassed

❥ goes “oo” as your lips make contact with his skin

❥ “does this mean you have a crush on me?” he jokes, making you drop his hand and smack his arm

❥ but ofc he catches your wrist and pulls you into him so he can properly kiss you

wonwoo:

❥ you could do anything to him and he’d go with it

❥ smiles as you kiss his knuckles

❥ he might not comment on it but he’ll give you a few extra kisses that day

jihoon:

❥ you were chilling with him in the studio as he was going over his work

❥ without thinking about it too much, you took his hand to give it a little kiss which grabs his attention

❥ he hums in surprise and he’s so flustered that he’s immediately asking “am i not giving you enough attention today? i’m sorry baby give me a minute-” as he’s already starting to close some tabs on his desktop

❥ “oh, no! jihoon, i just felt like doing it!” you quickly explained, but he’s still closing off his things

❥ “i’ve done enough work today anyways” he decides, assuring you

minghao:

❥ so so giggly as the slight foreign feeling of your lips brushing against his hand

❥ so smiley even as he’s asking “what’s this? you don’t usually do this”

❥ hair ruffle right after you do it

mingyu:

❥ you tease him a little as you run your thumb over his knuckles

❥ he’s wondering what you’re doing but it’s also not entirely new

❥ it’s when you’re lifting his hand that he’s already blushing because there’s no way you’re about to do what he’s thinking

❥ “what’re you doing? baby, what’s this?” right as you hold eye contact and kiss his hand

❥ for a pretty big and buff man, he feels like putty in your touch, he’s covering his face with his free hand because he can’t even look at you with how pink he’s getting

❥ “so i can’t even kiss my boyfriend’s hand?” you tease

❥ “not when it makes me like this!” he whines (definitely do this to him again)

seokmin:

❥ you couldn’t help but kiss his hands god they’re so pretty AAAAAA

❥ for seokmin, you took both of his hands in yours, making him raise his eyebrows, “oh?”

❥ casually, you place on kiss to his left, then one to his right and his eyes follow your ministrations

❥ best believe his heart is hammering and he’s blushing madly

❥ “do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asks, swearing that he’s falling even harder when you coyly shake your head no

seungkwan:

❥ you kind of adored him when he was in a state of rambling about his day, even when he was tutting about the member teasing him but especially when you could tell that he felt like he did well. you were watching him from your couch as he paced your living room

❥ but there’s a moment when his eyebrows are furrowed because he’s talking about this dance move that he’s supposed to do on top of singing something quite difficult

❥ “it’s supposed to go something like this..” he murmurs slowly walking you through the dance steps, quirking his head as he wonders how he’ll do it

❥ he plops down onto the couch next to you when he’s finished walking you (and himself) through the whole chorus, leaning his head back. “i just don’t know how-”

❥ you take his hand because he’s so clearly stressed and place a kiss to it. his words stop as his face heats up from the sudden gesture

❥ “why all of a sudden?” he murmurs, looking away from you because you caught his so off guard

❥ “because my baby’s so stressed and i know you want to avoid getting wrinkles” you chuckle

vernon:

❥ also so chill with it — would also probably let you do anything to him

❥ a small smile as you randomly kiss his hand

❥ “this is new” he observes, smiling wider when you giggle

❥ “just felt like it, why, is it weird?”

❥ he shakes his head, “no, not at all”

chan:

❥ “w-what, what is this?” he’s mumbling as you unexpectedly take his hand and kiss it

❥ “just wanted to give you a kiss” you reply simply

❥ he’s so pink but he’s trying to quickly think of a way to recover

❥ “well, why don’t you give me a real one” he decides, surprising you by pulling you into him by your waist

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idlerin · 8 months

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nonsense — 34. don't care if you ruin me

oikawa’s heart felt so full at the moment, and you weren’t even doing anything. he was just watching you while you became engrossed in the movie he put on the screen, one of the newest romantic comedies he knew would be up your alley. he did start with actually focusing on the movie, but like a moth to a flame, he couldn’t help but gaze at you. the glance turned into staring, he was enamored because you’re just so pretty.

a palm was suddenly in front of him, “stop that,” you scolded.

“stop what?” oikawa couldn’t help but smile, you’re so cute.

“you know! looking at me like that– watch the movie!” you throw the pillow at his face. oikawa laughs and puts the pillow on his lap.

“you can’t blame me. you’re too pretty, how can i not stare, darling?” he pouts, trying to catch your eye but you were insistent on looking at the screen.

“shut up,” you scoot closer to the arm of the couch, while oikawa just finds you even more endearing.

It’s as if he was in a dream, he’d only been wishing he could be this close to you in a familiar way again. he’s thankful for his achievements and his career, but lately, he’s even more grateful that you gave him another chance.

“[name]...” he calls softly, head leaning back on his couch.

“hm?” you put only half of your attention on him, half on the actual movie.

“can i hold your hand please?” oikawa’s own hands were twitching to reach out and form some sort of contact with you. he was clingy, he already knew that, you knew that.

there were a few seconds of silence before you spoke again, “...okay.”

you reached out your hand and oikawa didn’t even hesitate to grasp it, intertwining his with yours and then pulling it closer so he could place a gentle kiss on your knuckles. it made him feel giddy, doing these kinds of gestures to you again. he missed it, he missed you, so much.

“thank you, [name]. i wouldn’t be where i am right now if it weren’t for you,” oikawa said, it made your head turn towards him, the light of the movie on the screen accentuating your features. your brows were furrowed in confusion or slight irritation, oikawa couldn’t tell.

“don’t give the credit for your hard work to me, you’re the reason you achieved so much,” you argued, he guessed the furrow was because of slight irritation. “you’ve done so much for your career, that’s not on me, that’s all you.”

“you’re one of the reasons i persevered,” oikawa said honestly. whenever he had thoughts of giving up because it seemed hopeless, or whenever he felt so tired, he thought of you, and what you’d think, and what you would’ve done. you were his strength, something he held onto despite not having the right. you were— and are— everything to him.

“well–” he shushes you by putting a finger to your lips.

“thank you, [name]. let me thank you, not just for that, but for being here with me right now. you make me so happy, darling,” oikawa places another kiss on the back of your hand. he watches as you look away again.

“why are you being so sentimental today? it’s making me tear up,” you bit your lower lip. it makes oikawa smile, you’re still easily flustered.

“i want to do better this time,” oikawa says, gripping your hand firmer.

you become quiet for a few moments, “what if… what if i don’t? what if i don’t do better this time?” he watches as you fiddle with the cover of the throw pillows with your free hand, you were still avoiding his gaze.

“then we can work on it together,” oikawa will make sure everything is better. he doesn’t know what he will do if you slip away from him again.

“tooru, can i say something that’s been bugging me a lot?” when you finally meet his eye, oikawa’s smile disappears because of worry.

“why? what’s wrong?”

“well.. I just.. I’ve been thinking of your career and stuff. i’m just worried that being with me would ruin it, you know, everything you’ve worked so hard for. it’s silly but i’ve been thinking a lot about what happens after we’re– after everything between us is– okay, because it’s not just thinking about you and me, it’s thinking of the people around us and how they would affect us as individuals and our relationship. i know that it’s our relationship and other people shouldn’t matter but it does and i don’t know what to do or what to think if ever you have to be in a situation where you have to choose between me and your career because i don’t want you to choose.”

you let out a breath after saying all that in one go, the audio of the movie now seeming like murmurs.

“but i would hope you’d choose me… and that’s such a selfish thought because i don’t want you to choose me, i would make you choose your career. i don’t want to ruin your career, i don’t want to ruin you.”

oikawa wants to mention how losing you again would ruin him. he would want to choose you too, but both of you know that he couldn’t just let go of his career that easily. it’s his dream, what he really loves to do, and he loves you too. can’t he have everything?

he almost wanted to reply that he didn’t care if you ruined him.

“you won’t ruin me,” as long as you stay by my side, “how could you ruin me when you’ll always be the reason i’d persevere? and that won’t ever change, [name],” he gives you a serious look to show how sincere he was, “i’m sorry being with me put those thoughts in your head, i swear that in whatever that comes, we’ll overcome it, and there won’t ever be a situation where i’d have to choose my career over you. it’s not possible because i won’t let it happen, i promise,” oikawa caresses your hand.

“how arrogant of you, oikawa-san,” you attempt to make things more light-hearted after bringing the mood down.

“would i be oikawa tooru if i wasn’t the least bit cocky?” he plays with you, that line made you chuckle.

“at least you’re self-aware,” you jokingly roll your eyes.

“darling… can i hold you?” oikawa was suddenly hit with the urge of wanting to hold you close. It was mostly because of the talk you just had, but partially because he always wants to be holding you.

you raise a brow at him, “you’re already holding my hand.”

“please?” oikawa grips your hand a little bit tighter because you might take it back if your teasing persists.

“you’re getting so much from me today, tooru,” you pretend to sigh while scooting closer to him. oikawa’s expression lightens up as he uses his free arm to place you closer to him, to the point where your head is on his chest.

oikawa patted your hair as he hummed in contentment, “you’re addicting.”

it makes you smile, you like how this moment is a complete change of mood, and that’s why you let another set of silence commence to bask in the comfort before speaking, “hey tooru… you promise, okay?”

“i promise.”

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✦ fun facts !

oikawa has a box where he keeps old photos of him and [name] (part of his moving on process was that he was supposed to throw it away, but he never could)

oikawa loves listening to previous songs [name] dedicated to him whenever he misses her so badly.

nonsense ! an oikawa tooru social media au

synopsis. you were oikawa tooru’s #1 fan, until you became his #1 hater. you hated him so much you went viral on twitter (accidentally) and literally became known as “the oikawa tooru hater”, doesn’t help that he keeps fueling the fire by subtweeting you. everyone is all in for this new drama. what isn’t known to the public, is that this particular drama’s been on hold for three years (him being your ex and all).

a/n — guess whos back 😎 back again 😎 HI GUYS IVE MISSED YOU ALL SO MUCH (its not like i was totally ia but its still different yk) ts been like 3 months JAHDEJSJ how are u guys??

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steviewashere · 3 months

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Tell Me Lies, Tell Me Sweet Little Lies

Rating: General CW: Grieving/Mourning, Referenced Character Death Tags: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Married Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington Takes Care of Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Eddie Munson has Anxiety (could be considered anxiety here), Eddie Munson Loves Steve Harrington, False Promises, Lying as a Form of Comfort, Foreshadowing (Because all of my steddielovemonth fics are connected)

For the @steddielovemonth prompt: "Love is taking care of the other person when they're having a bad day, they don't have to be sick just need some love."

💕—————💕

Eddie was back in bed for the sixth time today. His limbs like lead. Heart in his stomach. Head pounding, yet the pain made him nearly numb. Nothing and yet everything mattered right now. But he just couldn’t keep standing up.

There was a presence lingering in the doorway of the bedroom. He knew who it was. His darling Steve. Hovering, but not really doing that, just checking in and checking out and growing past concerned into new territory that didn’t even have a word. Part of Steve is screaming to nurture, Eddie’s sure, but he knows that he told Steve to go away. So his presence is stood between worlds, one where Eddie was, and the living room where the rest of the world kept moving. Except, this is their house. And they’ve been married for years. And maybe Eddie’s back to the door is too similar to the first few hangouts after his discharge in 1986.

Maybe he isn’t overreacting, though.

It’s the fourth day of this nothingness. Of sitting up on the mattress, curled into himself, wearing the same clothes. Of not eating and barely going to the bathroom and drinking water because Steve forced him to. Of mourning the loss of Wayne.

He doesn’t know what to do with himself. He’s rotting in his bedroom. Hasn’t cried. Isn’t sure if he can. In his chest is absence, and with that his ability to produce tears seems to have wandered.

He flips over on the bed. Door now visible to him. And sure enough, Steve is there. Outlined by the hallway light. Hair floppy in his face, rumpled pajamas glued to his body, glasses crooked to his nose. He slides a hand from under the blanket, pats Steve’s spot, and lets his palm linger between their pillows.

Steve shuffles in, sits hesitantly on the edge of the mattress, and carefully maneuvers himself under their shared blanket. Turning to be face to face with Eddie, but not nose to nose. Before he can say anything, Eddie places his palm on Steve’s cheek, fingers tangled with the hair around his ear. He’s gotten grayer over the years and his hair is thinner and the same style as it’s been since he was a teen, but his body is softer and gently touched by wrinkles. He’s got the wrinkles that matter—the smile lines, the crows feet, the lines on his forehead from a combination of good surprise and endearing excitement. His own hand wraps around Eddie’s wrist. Fingers loose, just encircling. Eddie wonders if Steve thinks he’s soft, too.

“You don’t have to ask permission to come in here to lay in bed, y’know that?” Eddie croaks. He hasn’t really spoken either. It’s as if grief has cosmically shifted him. And maybe it has. It did to Lucas when he almost lost Max. It did to his dad when his mom died all those many years ago. He doesn’t like this new version of himself.

“Told me to go, so I went,” Steve whispers back. He shrugs, lifting only one shoulder, the blanket subtly brushing his clothes. “Wanted to give you what you needed. And if space was that, then I was gonna give, Eds.”

It’s barely anything, he realizes, to be treated that way. To just be given something so quickly and so easily. To have somebody who’s lenient. He tears up. His palm presses into Steve’s skin, he goes pliant with it, willingly letting Eddie manhandle him. Eddie’s breath shutters. Is this what makes me cry? “Think you’re too good for me, Steve,” he breathes. Because, though he doesn’t really want to acknowledge that insecurity, it’s true. “You’re too good for me and my bullshit right now. I don’t understand you.”

“You’re grieving, Eds,” Steve shoots. Piercing Eddie’s heart with a silver bullet.

“But aren’t you, too?” Eddie shuffles in closer. Their breaths mingle between them. He closes his eyes. Steve’s are so shiny and big and lost and concerned. He aches with everything he’s got. He aches at the idea that Steve has to even deal with his bad breath right now, has to handle this weird episode, has to just take care and be careful. “I know you are,” he mutters, “I heard you crying last night.”

Steve swallows harshly, uneasily. “I was,” he murmurs, “Was looking at our photo albums when I couldn’t sleep. Wayne was really good with Carmen. Made me—I wondered if maybe sending Carmen to Robin and Vickie’s was a good idea. What if she’s mourning Wayne, too?” He presses his thumb into Eddie’s pulse point. “But I wanted to make sure you were okay first. You had him in your life for so long. He was your dad, Eds. Carmen barely remembers her granddad.” Which is, also, unfortunately true. Their daughter won’t remember Wayne. She’ll see photos later in her life and wonder who that stranger is.

A stranger.

There’s a few moments of silence that lull between them. Tense and bubbling. If Eddie placed his ear on the pane of the bedroom window, he’d hear the bustling of cars and people and sirens. The crickets and the grass. All of the world just casually strolling, meanwhile in the world he’s created, he’s rooted to his spot. And he knows that this won’t be the last time he’ll be in this weird world between worlds.

“I’m frightened,” Eddie confesses. The words bursting from him.

“Of what?” Steve asks, his voice quiet and innocent and genuine. And Eddie can’t take it any longer. He pries his eyes open. Tears are already streaming down his face when he does. And he knows he’s a wreck. That his hair is untamed and his stomach is loudly growling and his hands shake. He knows he stinks and that his eyes are both too emotional and dull. Knows how miserable he must seem. And yet, he’s still alive in the face of it all. And so is Steve. This won’t be the last time he’ll be here, he knows. “Of what, Eds?” Steve gently prods.

Eddie takes a gasping, choking breath. The words tumble. “Of losing,” he says first. “Of doing this again and again and again. Our daughter being fifteen or twenty or twenty-three and I still act like I’m six years old and lost my mama. Of—Of the world and its noise when all I want is silence and darkness and my blanket, like I was when I first moved in with Wayne. I’m—“ He takes another heaving breath. Steve’s other palm goes to his chest, pushing softly into his skin. But he ignores it. He can’t even pretend to focus on it right now.

He continues, “I’m frightened that one day I’ll wake up and—One day I’ll wake up to you not with me. With either your brain somewhere else or your body limp and cold. Or I’ll wake up and Robin will be standing over me with tears on her face and her knees knocking into the side table and that’s how I’ll know.

“I am so afraid that I’ll be back here. But I know that I’m going to. But it’s going to be when you won’t. When you’re gone from me. When you’re either just a bunch of memories. Or you’re a—“ His next breath seizes his throat, makes him tighten his grasp on Steve. Harsh enough to leave indents of fingernails. Steve doesn’t even wince. Just looks straight on. “Don’t be a stranger,” Eddie whimpers. “Please, Steve, promise me you’ll never be a stranger. And that you won’t go without me and that—That I have so much time with you.”

“Eddie, I can’t—“

“Lie to me,” Eddie gasps. “Lie to me. Promise to me by lying. I don’t care. Just—“

Steve brings the hand from Eddie’s chest to his chin. Lifting Eddie’s face to keep their eyes locked. And with every emotion under the sun, Eddie soaks up all that Steve gives, he swears, “I promise that you have so much time left beside me. I promise that I will always know you. That I will always be here. To hold you, to comfort you, to exist with you. I promise, Eddie.” He gives a nod. The same one that he did in the Upside Down. But his eyes don’t say goodbye. They say hello. “I promise you have me,” he whispers.

Eddie nods slowly against his pillow. Deep breaths. His hands still shaking and his stomach empty. “Okay,” he mutters. “Okay, Stevie. Okay.”

He’s brought into Steve’s warmth. His face pillowed in his chest. Arms wrapped around him like a heavier blanket than the one he’s already got. Legs tangled with his. Chin digging into the back of his head. The angle in which he has to arch to fit pains him. Aging sucks. Aging is horrifying. Though, it’s sort of wonderful that after all this time, Steve is just as steadfast, if not more.

“What can I do right now, Eds?” Steve asks, “To take care of you, other than make promises?”

Eddie hums. “Just hold me right now. I missed you too much.”

“Baby,” Steve sighs. “I was just in the living room, you know that.”

“I missed you,” he whispers. “Please stay here. That’s all I need.”

Instead of more words, Steve squeezes them tighter.

Later, they’ll sit in bed. And he will be forced to eat toast and drink water. They’ll watch reruns of Golden Girls. Robin’ll call and talk about the many art projects that their daughter is doing at her home. And for the first time in four days, Eddie will smile at the chaos.

For now, he soaks up the sunlight warmth radiating from Steve.

💕—————💕 If you haven't read my day 26 fic, "In the Fire of the Sun", this fic comes before that one. This is pure foreshadow, sorry. Also apologies for breaking everybody's hearts (either maybe on this one or on the other one I mentioned.) Excited for the last prompt tomorrow, it'll be sweet, I promise (and no, I'm not lying).

#stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddielovemonth #day 28 #angst and hurt/comfort

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perfectlyfinespacebacon · 8 months

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everything now netflix

some spoilers!! and apologies for the long post.

i honestly really enjoyed it! it was almost like a skins/euphoria but imbued with like a heartstopper/sex education vibe in the sense that it dealt with serious teenage issues/mental health but light enough that it doesn't weigh down on you. my character thoughts:

mia was so infuriating almost at all times. obviously under the circumstances, it makes sense but there's this level of likeability that was missing for me. maybe it was the writing or the acting who knows but in my mind it's like this: im making an albeit an unfair comparison to effy from skins or even rue from euphoria, but they were battling their demons and making all the wrong choices but there was still this level of “i want to root for them” that's missing with mia personally.

in a similar vein with alison, she is meant to be this popular rich mean girl archetype who surprises you but obviously in the first half of the season she's supposed to be kind of unlikeable but i found her very endearing. as for the relationship, alison and mia DO NOT belong together. like at all. i am not rooting for them. alison in a way forced a relationship with mia and then also mia was like too scared to say anything about it. its clear that alison liked mia waaaaay more than mia liked alison. like carli says in the last ep as well, “to learn to not be a fantasy to each other”, alison needs to take mia off this pedastal she has for her. i'm very interested to learn more about her character outside of mia though if they hopefully continue the show. i have a feeling that we are supposed to think that she and cameron hooked up at the end or something but i'm rlly hoping its a red herring.

carli is also a character i would love to learn more about. she definitely has more chemistry with mia and i love her for standing her ground against mia, as she needs to help herself before she can be in a healthy relationship. but i will say it was pretty shitty stringing cameron along.

speaking of cameron, i didn't quite expect to like his character as much as i did. in a way his arc in the season is battling toxic masculinity as he kinda seems to come off as this laid back, bro kinda guy but he cares and loves so deeply. it wasn't right calling bec a "sket". i'm not british but obviously its like equivalent to slut, and im very glad he owned up to it. i'm also really interested to know more about his family and stuff.

i love bec as well. she deserves all the happiness in the world. im glad she was able to air out her things with mia, albeit in a very treacherous way and i also love how her mom was supportive of the abortion. i'm honestly kinda tired seeing the mom kicking out the daughter for getting pregnant trope so it was nice to see a mom just being supportive. bec is just such a wonderful friend and mia honestly has a lot to make up for. re not telling mia about her and cam, it was honestly frustrating seeing mia be so petty. i understand that its a big secret and she felt like everyone was hiding things from her but its also right to have secrets amongst friends, idk that really stuck out to me.

will for me had the weakest arc as in it wasn't the most interesting to me. don't get me wrong, i love the character but it just wasnt giving a whole lot to me. i recognize him as more than the comic relief but also at the same time he was stirring the pot in a lot of the arguments / blowups the group had, consciously and unconsciously. though i will say will x theo <3 but comedic duo of the century is will x alison. the little song they did for mia's birthday is stuck in my head.

tldr; great characters and great show. it's really hard to find a show about teens as a 25yo living in a 16yo body that i enjoy and don't find annoying. i just love how each character was able to be so nuanced despite being an ensemble cast.

but knowing netflix's track record it's gonna get cancelled because a) it's good b) has wlw content... but i really hope not.

#everything now #everything now netflix #mia polanco #becca #cameron #will #alison #carli #sophie wilde #niamh mccormack #jessie mae alonzo #harry cadby #lauryn ajufo #noah thomas

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thewertsearch · 10 months

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AT: aND, iT WAS A REALLY GOOD EXAMPLE i THINK, AT: oF EXACTLY WHY WIGGLERS SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED TO DUAL WIELD FLINTLOCK PISTOLS, GG: hehe what? AT: sO, i DID THE LIBERTY OF COMMUNING WITH YOUR LUSUS,

That... looks like pretty fine control to me. In fact, it looks like Tavros is able to remote-control Becquerel in bullet time.

Maybe he's getting some help from Trollian's time settings, but... yeah. I'm going to need to digest the implications of this.

His negligence bit him in the ass in the end.

What in the hell is Grandpa even doing here? Is this part of some Sburb plan? Does the blue lady actually have some significance, or - now, this is just a theory, mind you - is the teenage runaway who collects mummies just a little eccentric?

Like father, like son. I hope this doesn't foreshadow a similar fate for John and/or Jade...

AT: […] i COMMUNED HIM TO USE HIS AMAZING POWERS […] AT: aND REROUTE THE PROJECTILE AWAY FROM THE PATH THAT WOULD HAVE HARMED YOU, AT: aND ALSO, AT: aS A WONDERFUL BONUS AND COINCIDENCE, AT: iT HAPPENED THERE WAS A FELON ON YOUR PROPERTY, […] AT: tHE SMALL MISSILE WAS REDIRECTED INTO THE SENIOR INTERLOPER'S CHEST, AT: aND HE DIED, AT: }:)

Anyway, let's talk about this hot mess.

He did, technically, save Jade's life. (Or, he was the mechanism behind her Alpha-mandated survival, whatever.) On Alternia, he'd probably have saved her life twice over - to him, Grandpa did look like an adult troll, and I'm sure nothing good happens to a wiggler when a troll invades its hive.

But... damn, Tavros. You knew this was an alien culture, and should have known your assumptions wouldn't necessarily hold. Should you really have shot first and asked questions (a decade) later? Jade is - and always was - alone because of you.

We can argue till we're blue in the face about how much blame you deserve for this - but either way, this isn't going to endear you to her. If you do have a crush, I have a feeling your ship's dead on arrival.

Tavros is usually so reticent, so hesitant to act. It's strange that the Alpha Timeline depends on him breaking this pattern, and I'm not sure why he did. Perhaps he can motivate himself when there's a life on the line, and this is just an extremely unfortunate manifestation of that trait.

Also, he appears to have full control over Bec, directing a portal into Grandpa's heart with pinpoint precision. Piercing the mind of a First Guardian doesn't even seem hard for him - he didn't mention expending any unusual effort to do this.

This, of course, opens up countless possibilities - and I'm drawn to a question which just became very pertinent. If Tavros can control Bec...

...can he control his derivations?

#homestuck liveblog #full liveblog #act 5.2 #3051 #s93

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lovely-showtimes · 2 years

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hihi! I'm back with a request.

I had a silly dream last night and I also saw you wanted to write for tsukasa again, so i thought this was the perfect opportunity.

So it's like a tsukasa x reader and they have a show with eachother and there's a kiss scene they have to do together.

It could be the actual show or just them practicing for it.

I hope you'll have fun writing.

stage kiss ~ ♡

character - tsukasa.

type - fluff, scenario.

a/n - i'll be honest, i may or may not have squealed when i saw this request ;; i just really like tsukasa <33 also i started writing this a couple days ago and didn't finish it for some reason?? oh well, i hope you enjoy anyway.

You stare down at the script in front of you in disbelief as you reread the words over, and over, and over again, just to make sure you saw them right.

You rub your eyes and look down at the script again. It was still there.

A kiss scene, plain and simple.

You were more than a little nervous about this, to say the least. You hadn't kissed anyone before, so to do it in front of a crowd was daunting. Let alone the fact that the person you were kissing was the boy you'd had a crush on for ages now.

You take a few quick glances up at Tsukasa as he reads over the script written out for him also. From where you're sat, you couldn't really see his face, so you had no idea how he was reacting to this. Was it positively? Negatively? Did he even care?

It was as you were thinking these things when he suddenly jumps up from where he was sitting and spins around. "Alright! I am ready to begin practice!"

You were dumb-founded. Either Tsukasa was really good at hiding how he felt, or he really did not care about kissing you. Or maybe he missed it, or-

"[Name], you look a little nervous. Are you okay?" Nene quietly asks you as the other three members of WxS turn to look at you.

You attempt to shake off your nervousness and smile brightly. "Yup! Just fine. Don't worry about me, haha!"

"Is this because you have to kiss Tsukasa? I thought you would enjoy that though, bec-" Emu's sudden voice is cut off by Rui suddenly slapping his hand on her mouth.

Tsukasa, however, did not seem to be fazed by what Emu said, as he simply laughs in his usual manner, "Hahaha! Of course, who wouldn't want to kiss a future star such as I?" before making one of his many poses.

You couldn't help but smile softly at his antics. Even though most people would probably find these habits of his annoying (Exhibit A being the green-haired girl beside you, who you could practically hear rolling her eyes), you'd always found them sort of endearing. Something about his loud laughter, over-the-top poses, and bright smile made your chest feel all fuzzy and your stomach do flips.

"You've got that face again," Nene mumbles to you. "The lovestruck one you always look at Tsukasa with. How come you're so reluctant to kiss him all of a sudden? I thought you'd want that."

You glance back at him, who was now arguing with Emu and Rui over something. You turn your attention back to Nene again.

"Well... even if I do like him, I don't wanna force him to kiss me, y'know? Also, I've never kissed someone before, and I don't wanna mess up." You fiddle with your fingers anxiously.

Nene wrinkles her nose as she listens to you. "Are you serious? Don't you notice the way he looks at you too? He's almost worse than you are."

Your face heats up in embarrassment as she says this. Was that really true? Did Tsukasa also feel the same way about you that you did him? Maybe Nene was just saying it to make you feel better, but you know she wasn't the type of person to do that.

"Plus, it's not like he's kissed anyone either. I don't think he'd really care if you were all too inexperienced." Nene shrugs.

Without any other choice, you decide to trust her as you sigh deeply. "Thanks, Nene. I'll- I'll do my best."

Nene gives you a small smile. "Good. I'll be cheering for you, um, silently anyway."

The sound of Rui clearing his throat a few feet away halts your conversation. "Nene, [Name], come on! We have a show to practice."

You take a shaky breath and stand up as the two of you walk over to begin practicing the show together.

Your role, in this show, was of a knight. You were supposed to fight against the kingdom's princess (Nene) who had become corrupted via unknown means, and her army of strange shadowy people (holograms courtesy of Rui, of course). You were the prince's (Tsukasa) most trusted warrior, and he chose you to fight alongside him, as well as plenty other soldiers too.

In the midst of battle, the prince would become heavily wounded and unable to fight. The knight would valiantly defend off all of the oncoming enemies before rushing to the prince's side to help him.

Soon after the battle would end, and the princess would go back to normal. Sometime after this the knight and the prince would talk, before the fabled kiss scene would happen. You were thankful that it happened right at the end, meaning the curtains would fall on the two of you pretty quickly, so no one had to see you fail to kiss him for... however long.

Your heart thudding in your chest only grows faster and louder as, eventually, the scene arrives. Tsukasa stands in front of you, still perfectly in character as always. You hope you appear the same.

"I would like to thank you for protecting me when I was injured. I cannot express my gratitude enough." Tsukasa - or rather, the prince - smiles at you.

You put aside your anxiety about the scene you knew was approaching and try your best to stay in character. "You do not need to thank me. I was simply doing my duty to protect you."

"You do your duty extremely well, though. I have always admired you and your abilities, you know. You truly are the most valiant knight I have ever met. I am extremely glad I met you."

The prince places his hand on your cheek, making your heartbeat spike.

"Y-Your Highness-?!" Your character was supposed to sound startled, but anyone else watching can tell you aren't entirely simply acting here.

"I would like to repay you, by showing you my true feelings!" The prince begins to lean in, but suddenly Tsukasa pauses, frowning at your visibly flustered and anxious expression.

"Are you okay?" Tsukasa asks you softly, his face close enough to yours for you to feel his breath on your face. "We don't have to do this if you're uncomfortable with it. I could ask Rui t-"

You're not sure what possesses you to do it, but in a sudden act of boldness, you lean in and kiss him. Your heart is beating so fast, and you're terribly unsure of all of your movements, you're worrying so hard, and it's when the curtain falls around the stage to signify the end of practice when you finally pull away after what felt like forever but could have only been a few moments.

You apprehensively look up at Tsukasa again, waiting to see his reaction. Was he mad? Upset? Maybe he didn't want to kiss you in the first place, and that's why he stopped you. Did you overstep his boundaries? Oh God, maybe he hates you, and h-

Suddenly, as you continue to overthink, Tsukasa beams at you with the brightest smile you've possibly ever seen on him. It causes your stomach to flip and twist.

"I love you!" He declares suddenly, causing you to flinch. "May I kiss you again?"

Your eyes widen in surprise. You didn't expect him to react like this, not at all. But you decide to welcome it as you nod enthusiastically.

Tsukasa beams and in a bold move, he tightly wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you once more. This time, you feel slightly more sure in your movements as you kiss him back, although the two of you are clearly very inexperienced. The two of you don't seem to mind though - you are simply happy to be in each other's arms.

#tsukasa tenma x reader #tenma tsukasa x reader #project sekai x reader #proseka #prsk #colorful stage #writing #imagines #♡ ~ love letter sent!

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gillianthecat · 1 year

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Thoughts on A Boss and A Babe episode 1:

(I wish that whole scene had been like this.)

Are we about to find out if the Boss is also a Babe, or if it's the intern that's the Babe. Perhaps it's clearer in the Thai title? Anyway, until I learn their names I will be calling the intern the Babe.

These contrasting parallel morning montages are fairly common way of introducing characters, but for some reason I'm finding this one hilarious. I think it was the boss's robe drop that got me.

I was not excepting to enjoy this show because the trailer made it seem very much Not My Thing. And it's not. Yet somehow I am enjoying it anyways (at least so far, 7 minutes in. At first I was like, oh vey, the Babe (Cher? I think?) is overacting all over the place, doing that all that stuff with his mouth to try and make him seem young and dumb (like Rain did, sorry LITA fans but it annoyed me there don't be mad) but, like, it's so over the top and ridiculous that it might work? And honestly I think I love every permutation of enemies-to-lover at least a little bit, so it's got that going for it.

Ah, Laem, the babe-intern's name is Laem. I guess Cher was how they translated an endearment?

Or maybe his name is Cher too? I'm sure I'll figure it out eventually.

Boss is surprisingly plausible as a boss, given that he looks 24 at the absolute oldest. But honestly more like 20. I would not be surprised if the intern actor is older than the boss actor.

Characters bullshitting nonsense about video games is marginally less irritating than them bullshitting nonsense about advertising campaigns, I guess.

Lol, I was not expecting my confusion over Intern-Babe-Sarun-Cher-Laem's name to be cleared up so soon. And so thoroughly!

This gets my "the sexual harassment is weird and mysterious enough not to bother me" pass. At least so far. I was not expecting to see echos of The Director Buys Me Dinner (which I still haven't finished) here, but here they are.

Oh yes, I did know about this ASMR thing from the trailer, but I had completely blanked on it.

I think I might end up actually liking this show?! Laem has already endeared himself to me. And his complete disregard for authority or social rules has rid me of my worry of the boss-intern relationship feeling icky. And I do like Mike as Jack—the only thing I recall seeing him in was Theory of Love, but I thought he was quite good in it (and v. pretty).

Oy vey. GMMTV seems to like to pretend the characters are in bed together when they're miles apart talking on the phone. It confused me in My School President (which I also still haven't finished) and I don't like it here either. I guess I really like the intimacy of a phone call. (Kabe Koji used it so effectively!) Especially since it's all about Laem's voice! It's not so much that I hate the idea of showing things that aren't actually happening, I just like phone call scenes so much. I love seeing them hearing but not seeing each other and watching the vulnerability of their actions and reactions as they're alone in a room. In pretending they're in the same room all that magic gets lost and becomes ordinary. Alas.

I love how Laem is such a known storyteller and exaggerator that no one believes what he's saying about his interactions with the Boss, even they're completely true. It's a nice way to keep their relationship feeling intimate and private, without making it a secret.

And yay for ADHD rep! I mean, I don't know if it's intentional, but those are certainly the vibes I'm getting from Laem.

I've figured out what his names are, but what are we as a fandom calling him? He seems to want to be called Laem, so that's what I've been using, although I personally prefer Cher.

I laughed out loud at the Jack pinching Aoi by mistake. Sad to see the employees all terrified of their boss, but also hilarious. (Also a part of me is tempted to do a deep dive into depictions of The Office and Work Life in QL. But I will not do that. Partly because it's a major project, partly because I haven't actually seen that many (GAP is yet another show I haven't finished) and partly I feel like I would need to watch more non-QL Thai, Korean and Japanese shows to have context. So that's a lot of things I shouldn't be doing because I need to focus on schoolwork instead.)

I do like the use of sound effects! GMMTV seems to have figured it out. Like in MSP, they fit the slapstick comedy feel of the show, and they're well chosen and timed.

Ok, I had already seen a post about Yacht showing up, but a still gave a little startled yet excited jump when he did. Yacht!!! ily :-* (And yes, Between Us is another show that I haven't finished yet.)

omg I think I may love them? I was not expecting this at all. This little standoff over the coffee with whipped cream feels surprisingly nuanced somehow? I was not expecting nuance. Hmm, why do you always give into Cher, Gun?

And we end with a crash-into-you, and soulful staring into each other's eyes. *heart eyes* *big smile*

Well. I'm not sure I will manage to keep watching this, just because I'm not sure that I will manage to keep watching anything. But I am hooked. And delighted.

#a boss and a babe #my triumphant return to bl watching!#kind of like liveblogging #my ramblings #gillianthecat reacts to bl

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rwrbprompts · 8 months

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hogwarts au

henry is a hufflepuff head boy and alex is the rowdy gryffindor who keeps testing his patience bec he still thinks henry has rigged the sorting hat to not place him in slytherin 🫣 so he keeps riling henry up just so he can prove there's slytherin in him after all. they've been at hogwarts for years already.

genfic is cool, but mostly henry and alex bec *chef's kiss*

+++ henry never gets impatient or annoyed bec anything alex does is endearing and he's just a head boy in love with the troublemaker for years.

Other and AU prompt 9

If you are interested please respond with claimed or DM this account.

#rwrb #first prince #first prince prompts #red white and royal blue #red white and royal blue prompt #firstprince #alex claremont diaz #rwrb film #prince henry

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greennya · 2 years

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— In which dancing is an art and you, er, can't dance. Characters | Childe x GN!Reader (Modern Setting) Note | Hi!! This is absolutely my first time posting a drabble in tumblr, i have no idea what im doing but 😘 forgive the short circuited attempt at a sort of bf childe bec its 3 am & im braindead and love him with all my 🍑

You are... Actually, Childe has no idea what you're doing. Sweeping the floor with your legs, maybe? Waving a broom across the hall like a seagull at its wits end fluttering in a pissed off motion, fighting a losing war against invincible dust? Oh... No. Absolutely Not. You could spin a pirouette, breakdance into hip-hop, rip your head out in despair, and no one would guess you're in the midst of dancing. It's ridiculous. It's hair shivering unreal.

Childe, standing a few feet away from you, states in a monotonous, but an octave higher than usual mocking voice of his: "The way you sang just now gave me the chills!"

You ignore him. You were dancing (preparing for a theater performance you were not aware involved dancing because, 'dont worry, you act so well, leave the rest to us!'). Not singing. Fuck it, you turn back and glare. Hard. Stomping your feet in an act of annoyance at the ginger who newsflash #1: has zero business with the theater club, but still comes in everyday because newsflash #2: he's an absolute menace.

(The few members left in the club doing what theater kids do, also turn to him, with an amused expression: 'he's back at it again' mutters one.)

But Childe is drop dead endeared at the glare you shot his way. Could not escape the beat of his heart when you turn away and flick your arms aggressively in a supposedly graceful pose.... like a... fan... and fall. Childe Could not escape the way he giggles when you trip, legs criss-crossing awkwardly, before you hit the floor face first with– OUCH– a loud, resounding thud. Head banged to mars. You wince. You both wince. That hurt like a bitch.

"Are you just going to stand there and laugh." You sit up, hands immediately raised to rub your forehead in an attempt to soothe the pain of falling face flat on the ground, a glare still plastered across your face. "Or, are you going to shut up and help me up?"

Childe strides to your form in the floor, hunched over and a defeated expression casted as his eyes scan your bothered face. He pauses. Until another wave of giggles burst past his lips. Tears are now welling up your eyes, because What. The. Fuck. is he laughing at?

"I swear to-" Childe interrupts the ensuing cacophony of insults with a light kiss to your forehead. Your lips are now closed in bewilderment, head turned to look at the mirror, the clock, at everything, but Childe, because What. The. Fuck. A kiss to your forehead? Unprovoked?

"Stop thinking about weird things again," he sighs, the kind of brotherly sighs he gives when he's concerned. The same sigh he does when you burn your hand trying to cook ramen or the time you lost his watch. Childe cups your face with his two hands as he exhales, "An ugly bruise for an equally-" Glare.

"Just kidding. Let's get you patched up before your performance."

And another kiss.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin headcanons #childe x reader #childe x you #childe imagines #childe headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia x reader #gi ajax #childe #ajax #tartaglia #genshin x you #genshin au #childe fluff

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prince-toffee · 11 months

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The 'Lympics

Sonic opened his door, which Tails so kindly installed, he was tired of not being able to slam one into Eggman's face every time he barged in. As the door swung open it revealed two short figures, their faces covered by the sun visors of their caps. Sonic’s eye widened. The visitors raised their heads revealing their faces. A pudgy face, big round nose, brown hair, bright blue eyes, and an instantly recognisable moustache now with grey creeping in due to the plumber’s age.

“Time to square up hedgehog.”

Beat.

Blink. Blink. “Is it Saturday already?”

The short plumber jumped up into the blue hedgehog’s arms who embraced the old friend in a hug.

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Sonic welcomed the brothers into his home and poured each a cup of warm mint tea. “What? No coffee?”

“What you kidding? You got any idea how bad caffeine is for you?”

“You know tea has more caffeine than coffee, right?”

“What? No... No.”

Mario just laughed. They sat down at Sonic’s coffee table, well, tea table, I suppose.

“Where is Luigi gone to anyway?” Mario asked while looking around.

Sonic answered after taking a sip, “Said he wanted to meet with Tails so that he could take a look at his ghost pack.”

“Uh, I keep telling him to move out of that mansion. Daisy offered him a guest room at her castle, but no, he doesn't want to be a ‘freeloader.’” He used air quotes.

“So, I know game night is a tradition, but I'm guessing you didn't come here just to complain about your brother. Though that would be incredibly entertaining.”

“Heh, right you are." He placed down his cap and raises arms in excitement. “I'm getting married!”

Sonic was genuinely surprised, yet he replied nonchalantly, “That’s great. Congratulations.”

“I'm not rubbing it in, am I?”

“No, no, you're happily married and running a successful family business at the age of 30, and I'm running around collecting rings to pay off my beach house mortgage. Both are equal and good.”

“Oh, come on, it can't be all bad. Hey, I mean you definitely saved the world more times than me. I'm sure the villagers are thankful for that.”

A tomato flew through the window hitting Sonic in the head, a loud voice followed it, “We hate you Sonic the Hedgehog!”

“…”

“…Ah… uh, well, wha- why are we always talking about my love life? What about you? You and Amy? Huh?”

“No, no, heh, we're- we're just friends.” He said while smiling to himself just at the thought of her.

Mario smirked, “You like her.”

“No.”

“Yeah, you do!”

“No, I actually think she's really annoying and not endearing in anyway.”

“You LOVE her!”

“Shhh, quiet down. You're starting to sound like Tails.”

“Well, what about Sally?”

“I don't think she exists in this reality.”

“Elise?”

“…” he raised his brow.

“Alright, alright, low below.”

“You know now that I think about it I think I know someone who could use some yeah moustache care tips. He's across that large body of water, why don't you walk into it with your mouth open.”

“Oh ho ho, is that right? Let me ask you this, do these bandages make you more aerodynamic? Is your neck constantly cold?”

“I'm sorry which one of the Mario brothers owns a mansion and which one lives in a rundown apartment in Brooklyn? Oh right.”

“Yeah, well… well you look like Crash Bandicoot smothered in blue paint!”

The hedgehog was shocked in speechless, “… Ouch.”

“Ha! Ha!” Mario clapped his hands and rub them together like a fly in excitement.

“You're truly a wordsmith Mario. Is that how you manage to assemble such an impressive cast voice actors for your movie?”

Mario leaned in, “You wanna talk movies?”

Sonic leaned back, “Let's talk movies?”

“One Billion dollars! Nailed it the first time. It took you two tries to get it right.”

“You told your entire story in one movie. What's the sequel gonna be about? This time Yoshi’s here! I've got 30 years worth of stories to tell.”

“Oh, which movie are you gonna die, and who's gonna kiss your corpse?”

“We're gonna use the ups not the downs! I've got Idris Elba! Who do you have? A republican gun nut?”

“Oh, right, because Idris Elba’s performance in ‘Hijack’ was astounding?”

“He is a national treasure!”

“He's from the UK!”

“He's an international treasure!”

“I'm still a better kart driver.”

“Yeah, you need a car to win a race.”

The two rivals just looked at each other for a moment.

“…”

Both of them burst into laughter.

“Oh man, I missed you man.” Sonic reached over the table and gave his guest a friendly nuggie, messing up his brown and grey curly hair.

“Ugh, I liked you better when you were shorter. When did you get this tall?”

“Yeah, growth spirts, they’re crazy.”

"No, but seriously, you should tell her how you feel."

"... I'll... I'll think about it."

As Mario was taking a sip from his cup something came to his mind, “Mmm… I think we're forgetting something.” He snapped his fingers. “Got it. We have an announcement.”

“We do?”

Mario gave him a look.

“Ohhhhhh.”

They both turned to the camera. They spoke in unison.

“Sonic and Mario Olympics. Coming to every console.”

Mario: “I love you.”

Sonic: “And I hate you.”

The End

#sonic boom #super mario bros #Idk man

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wyverian-lady525 · 2 years

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Been a while!

Could we get a cute story of the rider trying to make a gift for Alwin on his birthday (they learned it was his birthday the day of) but things went a tad wrong and the rider got pretty hurt by a really strong monster and Alwin ended up swooping into the fight to save them.

Afterwards while helping tend to their injuries he'd scold the rider to be more careful he ask why they'd try to fight such a monster without asking for his help and the rider sheepishly just admits they were trying to finish up his gift! Alwin would probably be really surprised they wanted to get him something and be really touched..

Indeed❤️ Let's see what I can come up with!

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The Happiest of Birthdays?

You were trying to make a birthday gift to give to Alwin. Instead, you nearly give him a heart attack.

You understood why Alwin never told you about his birthday. For starters, he's had a lot of them and probably didn't care anymore. Also, he knew you would do exactly what you are doing now.

Making a big deal out of it.

As you flew around Alcala, you tried to think of the perfect gift for Alwin. But you had to think fast. After all, you learned of Alwin’s birthday on the day that it is. You being the way you are, you wanted to make sure it was special. However, the wyverian was such a hard man to figure out.

What would make the perfect gift?

He’s done so much for you, almost to the point of being like your father, so you wanted to make sure it was something that would make him happy. And you also couldn’t wait to see his face when he learns that you figured out his birthday. With that in mind, you continued to think of what he would like. You wanted it to be something you made...

A bow? No, you would never make it on time.

Some flowers? Now that would be original.

As you continued to ponder, just about giving up, something shiny on the ground nearly blinded you. Flying your monstie down, you realize the shininess came from the riverbed. Dismounting, you noticed a plethora of beautiful rocks glistening in the sunlight. They almost looked like crystals.

Then it hit you.

If there was one thing that Alwin would find endearing, it would be knowing that you went through a lot of work to make him a collage of things from nature, especially if they came from Alcala. You would use rocks, shedded monster scales, flowers, or feathers.

This new idea filled you with excitement and you immediately collected some of these stones before mounting your monstie again. With newfound energy, you started your journey to make Alwin the perfect gift.

With little safety measures in mind.

As you gathered your materials, you put them together on a sturdy sheet of paper. Looking at your collage of stones, flowers, and feathers, you realized that all you needed left was some scales. And what better place to find some monster scales than at a nest.

What you didn’t expect to find was exactly what you should’ve expected.

A monster.

However, a boltreaver astalos was the last monster that you expected to find. The wyvern itself was frankly pissed to see another monster in its turf, so it attacked. You were unprepared for this, so you were shot down from the sky in shock. Blue sparks flew off both you and your monstie from the direct hit as you tumbled onto the ground.

“M/N...M/N...” You kept saying your monstie’s name in hopes they would still be able to get up and fight. However, paralysis has them stuck on the ground in whimpering pain. You tried to get up, but your own muscles felt stiff. Before you, the astalos deviant was ready to let loose another devastating blow.

With nothing to help, you just squeezed your eyes shut and waited for the worst.

But it never came.

Instead, a piercing screech interrupted what you perceived to be your doom. A blast of cold air caused you to open your eyes and notice a legiana attacking the boltreaver. You felt yourself go numb, not because of the pain, but because of who your savior was.

Alwin.

“Y/N! What are you doing out here by yourself?” He shouted at you before hopping off and letting Shaulk fight the monster. The two tangled as he ran over to you.

“I...I...” You stuttered to yourself as you avoided eye contact. The paralysis started to wear off, allowing you and your monstie to move again. Slowly, you sat up and winced when you realized that when you landed on the ground, the rock grazed a large chunk of your skin.

He was about to saw something, but the monsters screeching caught both of your attention. You guys turned around to see that, miraculously, your monstie had gotten the strength to help Shaulk fend off the deviant. The boltreaver had decided that this wasn’t worth the effort and took off.

“Now, you were about to answer my question.” Alwin stated in a fatherly tone once he realized that the threat was gone. You were about to respond, but he kept talking as he started to dress your skin burn after he retrieved some medical supplies from Shaulk’s saddlebag.

“You need to be more careful. Do you understand how worried I was when I saw that scene? You could’ve died. Now, answer me. Why were you out here on your own?” Alwin demanded, seemingly growing more irritated as he tried to figure out why you would fight such a monster without help.

“It was an accident...I wasn’t trying to fight the monster...” You said while wincing as he dabbed at your wound.

“But why were you out here in the first place?” Alwin said, his tone more worried this time. You swallowed a bit, not wanting to spoil the surprise but you also didn’t want to lie to him. You looked back at your monstie for support.

They simply fished through the saddlebag before pulling out the makeshift gift, answering your question.

“I...I heard it was your birthday, so I wanted to make you a gift. It was supposed to be a surprise, but well...you see what happened now...” You said sheepishly as Alwin slowly finished up your bandages, absorbing the information you just told him.

As he did this, your monstie came over with the nearly finished gift in its jaw. Alwin took the small collage and felt touched while you grew a bit embarrassed.

“You...truly wanted to get me something?” He asked you, admiring your work. You were ready to have him scold you, not question you. But you nodded anyway.

“Of course...you’re an important part of my life.” You told him and for a second, you thought you heard him sniffle. But looking at his face, which he quickly wiped, you saw no tears.

“No one has ever done something like this for me before...it’s not really a wyverian thing.” He explained, and you suddenly felt a pang in your chest not just for Alwin but for all wyverians.

With such a long life, why celebrate birthdays.

“But Y/N...a gift is nice, but it would mean much more to me just to spend some time with you.” He said and you smiled a bit. Getting to your feet, you sheepishly looked back down at your hands.

“Well then...want to help me finish your gift?” You asked Alwin. He looked back at the beautiful collage of nature in his hands before looking back at you with a gentle smile.

“I would be the best birthday present ever.”

#monster hunter stories 2 #monster hunter stories #mhst #mhst2 #alwin #monster hunter stories 2 alwin #mhst2 alwin #alwin x reader #mhst2 alwin x reader

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a-kaash-me-outside · 1 year

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toriiii babe (｡•́︿•̀｡) i have no other words to utter but

the last chapter is freakin beautiful.

first of all, the scene where we was waking up, and you using the five senses?? that. was. freakin. good. i read it before i got out of my bed and it really felt like i was in there. like i was sucked into that world that you created and all i can feel is warmth and contentment. i also love that you included tsumu's pov. when he said, “good mornin, pretty.” lemme tell you, i absolutely MELTED. i really love this scene because it's intimate and romantic, contrary to the events that happened the night before. (not to say that i didn't like it. i certainly did!! but this is a different kind of good, if i'm making sense?)

then their lighthearted banter about tsumu's back?? and we was bein confident again?? and reminded tsumu about doing that again but this time, really slow and really hard?? man, my insides turned into jelly!! it's a wonder how tsumu was able to keep his composure at all.

and then the bed scene ugh i LOVE it!! love it love it love it love it love it love it love it love it love it love it love it love it love it love it love it and the baby endearment??? and tsumu bein a thigh enthusiast??? OH MY GOODNESS *chef's kiss*

then came their vulnerable moment. lemme tell you, babe, i was tearing up when i was reading that (つ﹏<。) i can relate to reader's worries and fears. tsumu is... idk an uncharted territory?? he established early on that he wasn't the second date type of guy, and falling for that kind of guy IS scary bc we might just get hurt in the end. but i am glad, i am so GLAD that tsumu realized that he loves us when we was still with him in that bed and did not let go of us. otherwise, i think we would be consumed by our doubts regarding our relationship with him, and we would just... run away (i think). i just about lost it when this line came up, "you keep coming up with excuses, not because you want him to agree with them, but because you want him to keep disputing them." this line hit differently, babe. it just him me right in the feels and through my core. and then this part?? “i’m not doing any of that without you,” he says, pauses, and then adds, “if you’d keep me around.” !!!!!!!!!! it's the perfect and the only right response to what we was being anxious about. and then the okay part??? the scenarios that followed right after??? i was sobbing while reading it all *sniffles* it's beautiful, tori, i could not have asked for a better ending.

now, about the maki ending... i really tried my best to read it. i really did. i even thought that i would be rooting for them when i read ch 7.5 but when i read ch. 8.5, and saw how hurt and confused tsumu was. i couldn't take it *nervous laughter* when he said “i let you meet my fucking brother.” i had to stop. i mean, i love angst, i usually have it for breakfast, but ig not today?? or not to this degree, bc i saw myself in tsumu, and my greatest fear is being rejected after i've been vulnerable with someone. that's why i'm afraid that i cannot give ch 8.5 the love that it deserves (╯_╰)

also, i apologize for my late ask (^^;) it's been a not-so-good day so i waited til after work so that i could give my full attention, energy, and honest thoughts about your wonderful work. twrt has been my motivation and comfort for the past 6 weeks, and it's always been a pleasure reading it. that's why i'm extremely grateful that you shared this with us although it's originally intended for your fiancé's eyes only.

so, thank you, thank you, thank you for this, tori bub ♡ and i am looking forward to the epilogue, and to your next tsumu fic!! AND the osamu fic that you've been teasing us~ enjoy your vacation in barcelona~!! muah!! ٩(｡•́‿•̀｡)۶

oh my goshshshshshhh. babe hi. ily. i just cannot COMMUNICATE ENOUGH how much not just THIS ONE but every single ask and tag and message and comment of yours has MEANT. thank you for following along and pointing everything out that you love because it’s just made me so happy and excited abt my own writing and stuff too T-T

i’m super super looking forward to every one reading the epilogue and hope everyone loves it (esp you ily) and AH YEA. i’m gonna enjoy my vacation it’s gonna be great and beautiful >:) hehehe. ily ily

#shut up tori #asks!#twrt convo!#megumi!

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jimilter · 2 years

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ashhh, hi again! sorry i miscomunicated about the seokjin fic. i want to know about heavens a heartbreak away too, if thats okay? the hobi fic sounds so good and so funny 🤣 can you tell how much you have written for it? really want to read it 😍

the wip challenge!

hey, lovely! ah, it's completely alright! i failed to understand your ask too. and yes, of course it's okay! ❤

aaahhh thank you so much, i hope you like the hobi fic when i post it 🥺 i'm at 4k words rn, almost one-thirds in. the final word count will land somewhere b/w 12-14 k.

for the seokjin fic, i'm only 1k words in and haven't touched it in a year :( even the banner is from december :( the writing is also not that good bec this is the first draft. so idk when i'll actually get to posting the fic, but anyways. here's the banner, some synopsis and a tiny snippet from heaven's a heartbreak away:

chaebol!au ex boss!seokjin | ex secretary!reader friends to lovers!au (i say ex, bec they're both jobless now)

You knock at the door, restless, angry and more than a little disappointed by the events of the past two days.

The door opens and Kim Seokjin greets you with a flat stare. His hair is as immaculately styled as ever and he’s dressed elegantly in a pastel blue sweater and plaid pajamas. You must look worse for the wear than he does in your sweat and dirt laden dress, frazzled hair and lipstick half eaten out of stress. Ironic, given the situation.

"I quit," you blurt before he's had the chance to say anything.

His eyebrows raise, very slowly. But then his shoulders slump and his entire demeanor is a picture of resigned acceptance. "Can't say I didn't expect you to. Come on in."

You enter the penthouse, belatedly realising that this place is his own and not provided by the company that he was just kicked out of.

"Tea?" Seokjin's voice rings out.

You purse your lips, following him all the way to the kitchen, and perch upon a stool. "You got vodka, boss?" you meekly ask, looking at his expectant face.

Seokjin's face is stoic for a while, and then he suddenly snorts, shaking his head in amusement. "Sure."

You two settle on one of the living room couches with vodka in ceramic coffee cups.

"How'd it go? You didn't slap him, did you?" Seokjin takes a huge gulp, winces, and then turns to look at you with humor lining his face.

You laugh. "I almost did. He's so sleazy, boss,” you nearly whine. "Had this cocky smirk on his face the entire time I talked to him. He thinks he's got it all, now. Watch him burn the place down in a month."

Seokjin hums, downing the rest of the liquid in his cup. "This is not all on him, though. He's a man of art. He wanted to travel the world, not settle down in a four-by-four office with a corporate job." Seokjin pauses to sigh. "It was the reason why he agreed to take up business admin and went to study abroad, in the first place. But God bless my uncle, he twisted it to his convenience."

You groan. "But why did the board of directors vote him up?"

"Money, sweetheart." Seokjin shrugs, his casually offered endearment making you sip a larger than intended amount, and you cough. He shoots you a look. "What? You didn't think they could be bought?"

You swallow, thankful that Seokjin didn't interpret your coughing for what it was for. You roll with it. "It comes as a bit of a surprise, certainly."

"They took less than fifteen minutes to finish off the vote." Seokjin's eyes are saddened when he leaves your side to go back to the kitchen. Probably getting a refill. "They would take hours to pass the amends I’d suggest, remember? And they passed me by, just like that!" he calls out from the kitchen.

"I know, boss. I know," you sigh, reminded of the ill-fated day that you'd thought would go very differently, two days back.

That morning, when you'd stepped out of the lift, the office had greeted you normally. A few nods, a couple of good mornings. The door to the meeting room had been firmly shut, as you'd already known it would be – the board of directors were voting, today.

Seokjin's family politics had caught up with him after more than ten years of being the best CEO Kim Enterprises had ever seen in its run. But Seokjin's uncle was more concerned about his own son's return from abroad where he'd apparently finished off his PhD in something related to business. You didn't bother researching. You hated Seokjin's cousin – he didn't even deserve to be associated with the company, let alone compete against Seokjin for the CEO position.

At the far end of the hallway sat Seokjin's office, where you were headed.

You'd entered the CEO's office with trepidation, knowing you'd have to be at your best behavior lest you slap the guest.

Kim Taehyung had a sly grin over his face as he sat across Seokjin. From the tight set of the latter's jaw, it was clear that only one of them was having fun today. That had been the first sign of alarm to you – Seokjin didn't stress over situations that didn't really warrant it.

You'd greeted the two of them, formally, and listened to the younger go on and on about his experiences in some big shot university, abroad. The guy was either horrifically bad at reading the room, or he was way too cocky to care. In either case, you didn't think he made for an ideal candidate for the job Seokjin did.

Well, in your humble opinion, no one could ever handle the job like Seokjin did. But your opinion valued naught, here.

"Ma'am!" a subordinate had called out to you, barely ten minutes later.

"Yes?" you'd looked at his troubled face without letting your own distress show.

"The – the votes are in. Mister Yi is asking for you."

You'd exhaled, tightly, and followed the guy to the burly man standing outside the closed doors of the meeting room.

That was where he'd delivered the news to you.

The votes had gone against Seokjin.

#c: ask #anon #seokjin scenario #seokjin x reader #wip game; aug'22

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gdiobie · 2 years

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excuse me did you see alex fitzalan hanging around palmwood studios? oh no, that was obadiah " obie " shredder , the twenty eight year old actor who plays tyler colby on beautiful small untruthers. yeah, you know rumour has it they're - detached, and - smart aleck, but their fans all say they’re + endearing, and + inventive. around palmwood studios they’re known as the polymath. ( cis male, he/they)

BACKSTORY

obie was born in missouri , where he doesn’t care to remember and he’s never bothered to go looking in the shredder family records for his adoption papers. his birth parents were drug addicts.

obadiah was born on a stormy night , there was a tornado which is why he was born in a hospital instead of the trailer. it was probably the care he got as an infant that helped him turn out so “ normal “ all other things considered.

his infancy and childhood up until age four was hell , obie has a photographic memory so he remembers every detail but refuses to speak about it to anyone other than his grandfather or therapist. tw ( think food insecurity and abuse. )

the state took obie into custody after he showed up to kindergarten with burn holes in his clothing and visibly unkempt. after being placed with an awful foster family , he and one of the older foster siblings ( wanted connection!! ) made a run for it. the two of them made it to texas where they were taken into state custody again , unfortunately the two were separated. this was only made worse by how large and unorganized the texas state government is.

enter the shredders. bud and annabelle already had six children when they adopted obadiah , they didn’t change his name saying it fit rather well already. turbo , keithan , drew , cooper , aza and noah were all so different that it took a bit of adjusting to really find his place in the new , large, loud family.

bud shredder and his father tex ( we love pop pop ) are known for NASCAR , being some of the best drivers in history. they helped make the sport what it is with the oldest ( turbo ) following in her father’s footsteps until a tragic accident. annabelle is a famous writer and former teenage actress ( think s.meyer mixed with drew barrymore ) who has a very loyal and large fanbase , she’s basically been able to focus on her novels and being a stay at home mom.

obie’s relationship with his siblings is strained to say the least. at around eight years old , the six of them collectively played a prank consisting of them acting like he was invisible for a whole year. this fucked with the final coalescing of his personality and he developed a mild form of depersonalization/derealization disorder. struggles with the idea that he’s real ( like truly real and what he does has an effect on the world ). it generally manifests as an unawareness of consequences as well as an assumption that he is immaterial to life.

after cycling through every single after school activity and hobby the shredders would let him do, he settles on piano at ten and by age thirteen , obie auditions for the competition starspot and makes it to the live rounds. unfortunately , he’s not strong enough to go on as a solo act and is placed into a band with other hopefuls called two places. the group didn’t win starspot but they did grow a massive fanbase. shoutout to the travelers!

his life changed after that , the shredders moved to LA to support his career which took off much to his surprise. going from ignored to adored was a challenge but for six years straight he was just going and going. deemed the smart responsible one of the band in the meantime.

after the contract was up , obie didn’t think he wanted to renew it or really go back to music. the media liked to portray him as the one who ‘broke up the band’. maybe one day he’ll sing again but for now , he wanted something different. polymath brain craving to learn something new so acting it was , auditioning for tyler colby partially because the part was interesting but mainly because his childhood best friend was on the cast.

#( & headcanons ; )#i really tried asdfghjkl #tw abuse #tw drug mention

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