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ovaruling · 9 months

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hey girl! happy to—the buccal fat removal was pretty simple compared to the other surgeries, but it was still very painful. as i understand it, the surgeon made incisions on the inside of both of my cheeks, and entered that way, and sucked out the “buccal fat yolk,” as he called it. he explained to me that there’s a pouch of fat there that is yolk-like, and does not usually disappear, even with dramatic weight loss, except in cases of extreme malnutrition where there is no reserve left. that’s how he put it, anyway.

so, he essentially stabbed inside my cheeks through up where the “cheek fat” was, just under my cheekbones, and sucked the fat through those incisions and stitched them from the inside. it was, as i said, extremely painful, and eating and drinking was very difficult for a long time. the scars are inside my cheeks and i can still feel them if i run my tongue over them.

the entire cheek area on both sides, inside and out, is mostly numb. sort of like… when Novocain has started to wear off at the dentist.

but i get sudden, electrifying wallops of pain where the buccal fat used to be at completely random times. i get at least one or two a day. it is pretty agonizing, ngl. it feels like instantaneous nerve pain, if you’ve ever had a dentist nick a nerve on a sensitive tooth. it runs through the cheek into my sinuses and down into my gums and it takes my breath away. when these episodes first started happening i genuinely thought i was having a stroke.

i get a lot of migraines now (brow and temple) and my jaw sits really uncomfortably—i’m always having to bite my inner cheeks or suck my cheeks in manually, or else they become fatigued.

a good experiment is—try to hold your mouth open as long as you can. just—open like a crocodile. as wide as you can go, until your cheeks reach the utmost point of fatigue. that’s what it feels like all the time if i try to relax my face—unless i am constantly drawing in my cheeks or making a “duck face,” my cheeks feel fatigued. i don’t know why—maybe they’re strained without the fat there to support them. collapsing, i guess.

it’s really uncomfortable tbh. i’ve gotten used to it, but it sucks.

and it just looks weird as hell too. all it did was age me and make me look dehydrated and starved.

ykw, i guess it really has affected how i do everything with my mouth and facial expressions. they all had to change in some way to accommodate the new “dimensions.” i wish i could show a before and after pic, bc i had a ton of nice healthy buccal fat and now i just look soooo hollowed out and honestly i look so bad lol. i smile differently, i make all my expressions differently. what feels “natural” is kind of weird—cheeks sucked in manually, or lips sucked into my mouth manually. biting of upper and lower lips into the mouth. just… a constant need to draw the face inward to relieve the cheek fatigue.

which leads me to say that once again there does not seem to be a resting position for my face anymore. it’s a neverending strain on the cheek muscles. maybe that’ll change over time—or maybe i’ll strengthen the cheek muscles with facial yoga, idk. but for now it’s a constant nagging need to keep my cheeks sucked in or my lips drawn into my mouth, like this…

…so that they’re supported in some way from the fatigue. idk, it’s really weird. hate it.

the sudden pains are pretty bad too esp bc i never know when they’ll happen. there’s no trigger, really, but i have noticed that cold or hot drinks/foods mean they’ll happen within the half hour. the worst is when they happen WHILE i’m drinking hot coffee or am mid-chew in food. i’ve almost choked a few times that way, lol. super annoying.

that’s all i can think of for now! hopefully that helps a bit. please feel free to ask any specific questions i didn’t answer!

#save #anti cosmetic surgery

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spaceoperetta · 8 months

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today I learned a new phrase!

tw suicide, long post where I talk about how awful I've been feeling

'passively suicidal.'

of all things, I saw it on a twitter post about kendall roy

and, uh, that's what I'm going through right now I'm having a bad time.

I'll be fine I'm not going to do anything but I have cried every day for the last two weeks. don't give yourself constant jaw pain by letting a new-to-me dentist file down the side of your tooth. (I needed a filling replaced early bc of pain but it was nothing compared to this, I'm so stupid and instantly knew something was wrong after, I legit got home and wanted to hurt myself, but when I called the dentist back they wanted to file more shit down to fix it and, no.)

Ways to fix it run anywhere from 'get the filling adjusted by a different, trusted professional' (done, but they can't build up what was ground down) to 'try a mouth guard' (better but doesn't fix the issue) and I guess I'll need a crown or to cope with unending pain in my jaw for the rest of my life. except they make crowns off your current tooth and it's not right! and I got a filling since then elsewhere! something I am utter shit at because I caused it by saying yes it's not like I was hit by a car

hurts to talk, no singing from me, and I still can't do all that much shit with my wrists and therefore hands because, still recovering from wrist surgery. and my neck's been hurting for two months.

going to see a new therapist next week, at least. unfortunately due to my first hand POV of my siblings extensive health issues I always think my health issues will never go away/get worse. because that's been my past two years and also my past six months

anyway turns out 'passively suicidal' is the correct phrase for what I went through in college due to my whole breakdown and it's back except I'm not in school and it's in my body and even though I know it doesn't matter, they're issues I caused myself, one way or another. (and that's what's driving me crazy with self-loathing amidst the pain)

working on fixing things but I have no energy and mostly just sit around like a lump and crying a lot. I need a routine but that's hard when all I want to do is sleep or do nothing, barely keeping on with 'massage healing surgery site 3x a day' my first one was at 2pm today.

so, uh, I'm feeling up there with said college breakdown for worse consistent feeling in life. I'm not going to do anything I just feel sad and upset and awful most of the time either that or nothing and I have successfully zoned out for a few hours watching streams or internet videos. I have trouble imagining any future for myself, career-wise, personal life-wise, anything. I've never been good at that, and granted, I've spent more of my adult life being depressed than being productive.

anyway, hopefully like the mountain goats say, there will come a day when I will feel better, but when that day's coming, who can say?

I got some prozac from my pcp but haven't started it yet due to imagined, easily resolved barriers

I just feel like if I don't fix things it'll be like this forever and this will never go away. because it's fucking jaw pain and I have to fix the bite issue. my orthodontist said my bite's always been shit and my dentist said my bite is 'perfect' and uh I believe one of the more than the other.

I've just had a lot of health issues this year and half of them were caused by saying 'yes' to something I shouldn't have and now I'm in pain and the other half were 'so you played too many videogames two years ago to distract from the desire to self harm and now you just think about how that harmed you even more than that moment of slapping yourself would have'

yes I know it's all stupid

#tw suicide mention #comedic ish opening to something that isn't comedic at all #my house is a mess I have shit everywhere bc I just put everything on the tables

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bnuuys-writing · 9 months

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Hello @bnuuys-writing , hope you are doing well :)

I read your Sebek X Dental Assistant! Yuu fanfic, and its the only thing I have been thinking about for nights.

I made some sketches at school, and I hope you like them (I apologise for the messiness and smudges, I was just rushing these and I'm cursed with sweaty hands)

I seriously haven't been able to get the scene of Mama Zigvolt pulling on Sebek's ear out of my head, it just so funny 😭

I just imagine Papa Zigvolt to look like your average anime male protagonist, but with glasses and an emotional stability (almost) comparable to Azul.

The girl in the 5th sketch an oc of mine OC, Shoko Naimoko.

I didnt really know what to do with Sebek's clothes. I was kind of thinking about drawing him just wearing the Disomnia uniform, but I have terrible memory and drawing without reference, so yea :,)

The dentist ladiesss. I imagine them as 'big sister' and 'get in bitch we're going shopping' vibes. But now that I think of it, I should've drawn them as those blonde triplets from Beauty and the Beast.

I have no idea how to draw buildings, so heres a wonky looking version of how I imagine the dental clinic to look like 👍

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I would like you to know, this is exactly how I reacted when I saw this in my inbox. As for the building, it is PERFECT bc that is def how a dental clinic feels LMFAO.

As for the hygienists, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE how you drew them (because they're actually based off the 3 ladies I work with LMFAO, I told them about this story and how I based the hygienists after them so I have to 100% show your art to them now)

AS FOR THAT LIL SAD MR ZIGVOLT, THAT IS A KEEPER, THAT MADE ME CACKLE SO LOUDLY!!! And yes, you are 100% correct. Wee lil anime lad. Also your OC is so pretty!! Lemme give her a pat on the head!!!!

AS FOR SEBEK? BARK BARK BARK RGGRGRGRRRR I LOVE HIM let me just--

IF YOU DRAW FOR ME, I WILL PUT IT IN MEME FORMAT OF HOW MUCH I LOVE IT BC I LITERALLY CANNOT DRAW TO SAVE MY LIFE!! THIS GOES OUT FOR EVERYONE!

Literally, thank you so much for doodling something, this literally made my whole month!!! LEMME GIVE YOU A SMOOCH BC THATS BEAUTIFUL! MMMMWAH!

#Bnuuy check this out!#submission #sebek zigvolt #art #i literally cannot put this into words how much i love this #this is literally so pretty and funny asf #worst day at work and i came home just to see this beautiful post #PAY ATTENTION TO CLASSES THO BRO #but teehee this is great ilysm #Youtube

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carrieway · 2 years

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Ok but can we talk about How small g’s Teeth are-

ABSOLUTELY !!!!! i positively LOVE teeth i will always be up for talking about teeth they're so !!!!!!

OKAY SO !!!! gerard's teeth are quite short, as it's esp apparent in the top right corner, and that's usually called microdontia !!!! it's usually passed down via genetics n such (but many outlier things can cause it too) n is a very interesting happenstance- according to google/ncbi it has a one point five to two percent of happening, and it's found more in afab people than amab !!!! so it's quite neat that someone like gerard (theoretically) has it :D

Onward To The Fang,

as you can see from my screencaps taken from the helena mv, gerard's far left (yellow) incisor is spaced out a little more and very sharp seeming, compared to the far right (blue) incisor that looks like a more typical one. your tooth can end up that way due to development or even chipping, but i don't think it's caused by chipping simply because of how it appears to be placed

and their two front incisors (grey) are very neat and tidily together, which is very interesting bc the rest of his teeth seem more spread out !!!! (also they are Very Square)

you can see it a lot more here !!!!!!!!!!!! (the helena video is quite good for all your teeth screencapping needs🦷📸) also to be noted, gerard's right canine is very apparent as well, and while most canines are going to be sharp bc that is their purpose, i felt that gerard's always stuck out to me a lot more. similarly to mikey, they both have some fangs going on 🧛

Bonus Time !!!!!!!

gerard has/had a missing tooth !!!!!! (as well as many fillings)

in lotms, it's mentioned (by both ray and gerard if i remember correctly) that gerard had a rotting tooth while recording for the bullets album !!! i myself haven't had one but with what tooth pain i do get, it's rather amazing they managed to do something like that with such a most likely intense jaw pain. apparently the dentists didn't know what was wrong with him or what to do for a while too, but i think it most likely ended with gerard getting said rotting tooth removed :D (plus if you look closely...a little grey-ish tooth :D)

i really love the first image because it's such a clear photo of their bottom teeth (as well as the third photo !!!) but unfortunately the magazine cover it was featured on photoshopped the fillings to be whiter >:[ which i dislike personally, imagine you're insecure about your fillings and you see the cool guy in that cool band you love has them too :0

anyway, that's what i have for now about g's teeth !!!! ive been highly interested in teeth since i was a kid, it's always fun being able to talk about very niche topics :D

#asked #answered #i dont remember my tag for asks NDNDNDN #but thank you so much for asking it gave me smthn nice to focus on !!!!#gway #mcr #also i didnt mention about their bottom row bc im not confident in my wording enough to do so !!!#it's commonplace for people to have crooked teeth there so i wanna make sure how i talk about theirs won't ever be taken wrongly #bc i think crooked teeth are very cool !

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hikari-ni-naritai · 1 year

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multiples of 5 except 50^^

smart move, most people dont notice the last question requires asker input.

5. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?

i have an owl on my bed. i dont sleep with him per se bc hanako is also there but sometimes if the vibes are off i will hold him and sleep facing the wrong way

10. How tall are you?

idk like 5'10 or something. havent gotten measured in ages. mightve shrunk. who knwos

15. What’s your favorite season?

spring! i like the green and i like how damp it always feels and i like the feeling of warm weather after a long winter (sadly will not be experiencing this one this year bc this winter was warm as hell) and its just. vibrant and livable. i want to go for a walk even.

20. What/who do you miss?

my phone :( :( :( :(

25. What’s your favorite decade?

what a weird question to ask a person. the 2020s have been good to me so far. i havent had to leave my house and theres been a lot of yuri isekai coming out, compared to previous decades.

30. What are you looking forward to in the near future?

honestly looking forward to going to the dentist in the morning im so fucking tired of my tooth hurting whenever i try to eat anything.

35. Do you currently have a squish?

what does this mean? hold on im going to google it. hmm hmm. i see. naruhodo. i think this would be yes?

40. Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy?

i dont like being AT the beach so much, but i DO love it when its cloudy and , in fact, thunderstorming. one of the most beautiful experiences of my life was watching a thunderstorm over the ocean from my hotel room in florida several years back.

45. Is there anyone you would die for?

i dont know how i would react in any sort of life/death situation. maybe. maybe not. probably not. im too much of a coward to commit to it.

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bestarticlesubmissionsau · 2 years

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Teeth replacement: dentures or dental implants, which are best for me?

There are many drawbacks to missing teeth. For starters, it's bad for your oral health and may even have systemic effects that dampen your confidence. How discouraging must it be to lose a tooth and find it difficult to smile comfortably? No, I don't think you'd like to go through that.

If you're missing teeth, it's okay to finally stop hiding it. Because of modern dental technology, tooth loss can now be remedied.

Not only for the sake of appearance, but for a variety of other reasons, it is crucial to have missing teeth replaced. When you lose a tooth or several teeth, it can be difficult to eat and speak normally because you have become accustomed to using all of your teeth. After having it replaced, however, eating and talking become much less of a hassle.

When you're missing a tooth, you have to adjust the way you chew, putting additional stress on the remaining teeth and increasing the likelihood that they'll chip or crack. Bacteria can easily enter through these openings, and they can be quite painful.

It can be difficult to decide between the various options for replacing missing teeth.

One of the most common ways to replace missing teeth is with a dental implant, but dentures are also an option. Helping you feel good about your smile again and maintaining good oral health are two great benefits. Here are the advantages and disadvantages of each solution so you can pick the one that best suits your needs.

Are dentures right for you?

Dentures are replacement teeth that can be taken out of the mouth and adjusted to fit any patient, regardless of the amount of jawbone present. You can buy them singly or as a set. Dentures are typically worn by people who are missing multiple teeth rather than just one or two.

Human and animal teeth were used by the Etruscans of Northern Italy around 700 BC to replace missing teeth. Dentures have come a long way thanks to technological developments, and today they can pass for perfectly natural teeth.

Dentures are less expensive and less invasive than dental implants because they do not necessitate surgery. It also allows you to take them off whenever you want during the day. If your jaws are weak or unhealthy, these are your best bet.

Dentures, however, are not a good option for everyone. Dentures can be embarrassing if they fall out while you're talking or eating. As an added downside, poorly fitted dentures can cause gum disease and tooth decay. They're not meant to be worn for more than a day or two at a time, and they wear out quickly, so quickly that you'll need to clean them or get new ones if they start to look worn.

How do dental implants measure up?

Implants in the jawbone are a long-lasting solution to missing teeth. They've gained popularity as a replacement for dentures in the past year. Despite being more costly than dentures, they save money in the long run. When compared to dentures, dental implants require far less upkeep.

Having dental implants means that you can eat, speak, and laugh without ever having to worry about a tooth or teeth coming loose. As opposed to dentures, dental implants do not cause any soreness and provide a more natural appearance and feel. A dental implant is the best option if you want to replace a missing tooth without changing how you look or feel.

Conclusion

While deciding what type of tooth replacement is suitable for you, you should speak to your dentist. They can assist you in making the right decision and explain the differences much better in person.

#dental implants #dentures

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sarasa-cat · 2 years

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Last week and this week have been extra…

Just… extra.

And I am so tired and trying to get my own stuff done but because I am the one with (a) a flexible schedule and (b) no pending professional deadlines this month, and because (c) my partner in crime is or has been suddenly juggling an epic shit load of (mostly or entirely) unexpected high stakes deadline driven shit, it’s just madness around here.

Add in last week’s jury duty from hell to just toss more backlog into all of this.

Also, normally partner does all of the dinner prep/cooking but hasn’t been able to do that for two weeks. And next week is also overbooked which basically means 3 full weeks of august screwed over.

So I have been doing all of both of our Adulting shit plus extra Adulting shit that had to be done (maintenance on major appliances we depend on) while making calls for tradespeople who are not available to do things that are desperately needed. Just ugh.

Our landscaping guy is never available and giant invasive plants that literally grow a fucking foot per day I shit you not are BACK AGAIN and threatening to cut off our mail/package delivery — and yes, the last time it took over we receive NO MAIL beyond a nasty note from USPS. So that was two backbreaking days of battle that did not go well. my eyes swelled up from allergies.

This evening I was hoping to simplify the rest of this week by stocking up on our favorite healthy(ish) fast meal. BUT our local grocery store was just … weirdly empty especially regarding EVERY SINGLE staple item I normally get plus all of the emergency “brain can’t think, no time to do anything but toss stuff in the steamer” meal items. Like just— wtf why so many barren empty shelves and half the freezer aisle empty even though all the freezers were physically working? and it was way too late for me to go somewhere else. I was soooooooo disappointed and ended up getting a few crappy overpriced deli items that won’t last long and will be meh. But at least we have insta food for tomorrow. :|

I just.

Really get why so many people have dropped out of the workforce or have dropped to working part time bc I swear to fuckjng gawd everything takes 99x more effort to do these days.

Passport photos, for instance (both are about to expire). Never a hassle in the before times.

Took me a half the month to find a place that could do it and was open when both of us were free. Half the fedex/kinkos I visited said their system for making passport photos was out of order and the other fedex stores I went to were CLOSED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE AFTERNOON AND NOT OPEN ON WEEKENDS despite what their hours said online. And my partners schedule has suddenly been a complete fuckjng mess (as mentioned above) so finding time btwn 10a and 4:30p hasn’t been super easy especially when these fedex stores aren’t even open when they claim to be open according to their website.

Even stupid little things — small kitchen appliances and boring little house items are just becoming weirdly hard to find. Or really shitty quality.

Everyplace I go when running errands like that I just think — these stores feel barren and downgraded compared to the past. But then I look for stuff online and it’s even worse. Overpriced crap that is always a regret or stuff that sells out instantly and then it’s just “sorry, restocking.”

And don’t get me started with all of the rotting fresh fruit and veggies in the market.

And just try making an appointment as a new client or a new patient for anything. Dentist? Lol whatever. (One of my friends had the worst time finding appointments for a new vet for her kittens who needed to be scheduled to be spayed. Months of run around and no luck, and multiple cycles of them going into heat.)

The worst is that I have to keep my phone ringer on and that just means spam calls.

Phone rings: me hopeful that someone I need for something I need done is calling back.

Phone: spam call! Mwuahahaah.

Me: FML

I just feel exhausted all the time right now bc

Fuck

Just fuckjng fuck

I needed a long walk yesterday and was surprised how many storefronts are now empty or boarded up yet again.

And if this isn’t the visible results of economic downturn/recession than i don’t even want to see what a clusterfuck this will all become when the predicted recession hits.

Things are not economically well for much of anyone not on a solid regular salary (pay that is always the same and never calculated hourly) from what I can surmise and you cannot get anyone to do anything for you these days bc everyone seems to be in a state of fml. It’s just a giant chain of falling FML dominos.

Which is why I said I really get why many ppl have downsized their work hours or dropped out. Just living is a full time job these days and, actually, we have the money to pay for things. I am literally calling ppl saying “take my money plz just put us in your schedule for X.” I am really fuckjng tired— and cannot get enough of my own pro work done because of it. Bc the moment I am in the zone— ring ring— hopefulness— SPAM CALL!!!!! 😩

(This week: Sinks unclogged: 2; dishwasher pulled apart and unclogged plus boring cleaning and maintenance done: 1 — thank you dishwasher repair guy from 2 years ago who actually just showed us how to do it so I wouldn’t need his service despite being us being more than willing to pay for it bc who has the time or energy for kneeling on the floor in a twisted position for far too long? Isn’t this what service/repair ppl are for? Oh wait. Can’t get into their schedule anymore. Fml. )

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vermillioncrown · 2 years

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Hello Verm! Out of curiosity, for Mulan&ZYX, is Mulan's characterization from the poem, Disney, or other adaptations? How does she interact with ZYX's friend group in either Reverse Universe-ity or DBD? What would be the username that she gets called by Airplane-bro?

Hello Verm! Out of curiosity, for Mulan&ZYX, in all iterations of the college au (Oblivious, Alternate Universe-ity, and RT) what do you think Mulan majors and minors in? What is her friend group like? What kind of crazy shit does she get into with or without ZYX?

gonna answer both in one ask

i didn't read the poem nor was it a story my dad told me as a kid (compared to rotk in the same historical fiction vein), so the only thing i have is the disney movie lol

that 'au' was just a joke - i have no thoughts in having mulan in the college au. she cannot appear in dbd bc she's long dead at that time (the north and south dynasties era is about three centuries behind when dbd is set). she also would not be a cultivator, so there's no interaction there. hm. the only chance would be during imperial court shenanigans, if they were set during the same time period, post-mulan going to war (but then that would also make things weird for the cultivators; we'd never hear the end of how messy things are up in qinghe)

in college, mulan and zyx would share classes and get to know each other there (it has to be some random af class that is for general ed credits). she would not be part of the cucumber/airplane/banana trio. just another friend from a different friend group (mulan has her own social group), in which no one thinks have anything to do with one another (zyx and mulan can team up during beer pong during parties, or random school-hosted events if they spot one another nearby, just "hey get over here" "ok"). people have their own friend groups and that's just a thing, even if you're really good friends with someone

idk what she'd major in - there's not much to go on her likes/dislikes from the movies bc war takes precedence. hm... because she is very filial (to an extent) and family-oriented, likely whatever her parents thought was best for her that she was okay with, she is doing. common diaspora chinese daughter occupation: nursing (at least, that's what a lot of girls i grew up with did if they didn't run off towards liberal arts. or doctor. or dentist. or vet). it's more trouble than its worth to search up exactly how a nursing program works, so i imagine it's liike some amalgam of premed-trade program.

her friend group are the guys from the movies lol. they all went to the same high school, and now the same college. mulan prob tried to make new friends in uni, but found that she didn't mesh with the people in her program. zyx also doesn't have many friends in her major, let alone other girls, so the two felt like kindred spirits.

(i find that more believable than some "i'm not like other girls, i only make friends with guys" shit; she's only friends w her boys because all of each other's embarrassing teen moments and are holding each other hostage in the best way)

i don't think she's up to anything crazy in her spare time. she's down to party, but also down to stay home. if not for the demands of her class schedule, she'd be just as chaotic and gross as college zyx (whereas zyx has a demanding schedule but still acts disgusting)

lol there should be hangouts with the cucumber/airplane/banana trio for obliviousness (mulan does not know what shang's random compliments mean. because he vacillates being intense and focused on his own thing, and then awkwardly says something nice, and she's just ??? "are you having a stroke???") but no, no oblivious hangouts.

#kaitou-cure-prism12 #inquiry #zyx au's #oblivious university #mulan&zyx #don't expect more from this; the mulan thing was literally a throwaway from another random comment and got meme'd

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siriusblackmakesmesoft · 3 years

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oh my gosh i loved soft so much!!!

if i could perhaps request a remus lupin fluff, maybe with similar vibes to the sirius one you wrote ! young!remus x fem!reader

maybe after the full moon he convinces madam prince to let him leave the hospital wing early, and he goes up to y/n (ravenclaw)‘s room, ending similarly to your one before if that’s possible :) very soft !! thank you so much my love!

Remus Lupin X Ravenclaw!Reader

A/N: thank you for your request babe! You’re the first :) I’m really sorry this took so long, I’ve been in a slump :( Also thank you for requesting Remus because his birthday was this month and I cried all day :,) love him so much my sweet boy!! Also also thank you for requesting ravenclaw reader because that is all i know how to write :) kisses to you i adore you thank you :* Also also also I Might write one similar to this and Soft about James potter just to complete the trio :) Requests are open for The Marauders right now, though I’m willing to write someone else if you want just ask :)

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff dude call your dentist, a few physical descriptions? Glasses and longish hair and pajamas, reader being the absolute softest love of my life, sad Remus being anxious, reader is head girl bc that’s what I am when I shift so its all I know sorry, use of she/her pronouns, use of the nickname bunny bc I’m obsessed, this long speech about soulmates, food and eating mention, pretty freaking long sorry I got carried away I just love remus so much

Word count: 2801

enjoy :)

Remus was tired.

Madam Pomfrey had told him it would be a good idea to stay in the hospital wing at least one more night, to assure he get the rest he so desperately needed. Despite loving and caring about Madam Pomfrey, Remus was beginning to become claustrophobic in the tiny bed he was ridden to whilst staying there. He asked kindly, quietly, if she would be so kind as to give him the potions he should need and let him go to his own bed. She had made him promise to come to her immediately if anything were to happen, and with a less than convincing smile and a sarcastically cheery “Of course I’d come to you Pomfrey, you’re only the best,” she let him go.

The walk to his dorm was slow. He was having no physical pain, apart from the dulled ache in his bones, yet he felt like he weighed a thousand pounds, and his bag was a thousand more. He trudged through the hall, hoping no one was in the dorm right now. It was unlikely, at almost noon on a Saturday he doubted his friends would be inside their room still. Remus loved his friends, more than he loved most things, but the thought of seeing them now was nerve wracking. He wasn’t in the right mindset to listen to them talk about a new prank plan, or a new sneaking out plan, or how lovely Lily’s eyes are, or how good their last shag was. Remus loved his friends, but he needed quiet. He needed a good book, a chocolate bar and a cozy sweater.

The dorm was empty when he got there. He felt guilty for feeling relieved, for feeling part of the weight leave his shoulders because his friends were absent, but he also knew they would understand. They were good people, good friends who cared about him and his problems. Remus had been working on his guilt, telling himself that these people caring about him was a good thing that he shouldn’t feel bad about putting them through the things he does, that they do it because they love him and whatever issues he comes with. He hadn’t believed it yet, but he kept saying it.

He flopped face down onto his bed, dropping his bag to the floor and wincing when he remembered his book was in there. His bed felt nice compared to the cot in the hospital wing, a soft knit blanket James’ mom made him for christmas and cozy pillows she bought all the boys for their birthdays. Remus loved James’ mom, loved how she included him in their family events, loved how after Sirius moved in with the Potter’s she called Remus her son too. He had spent lots of holidays with them, sleeping in a guest room that just happened to have photos of all of Remus’ friends and posters of music he liked, a seemingly homemade bookshelf with James and Sirius’ initials carved in it. Sirius said when he first moved into the Potter’s his room was magically decorated too, and that Remus shouldn’t think too hard about how or why it happened. He knew it was his friends, brothers seemed like more of an appropriate title at this point, but he didn’t say anything for their sake. It was a sweet gesture, it made Remus cry a bit the first summer he spent there, so he let them have it.

Getting out of bed was a tough feat, but he needed a shower. He opened his trunk, grabbed his biggest sweater and favorite sweats, and headed for the shower. Remus loved showering. It was one of his favorite parts of the day. The warmth, the scent of his soap flooding the entire room, the steam dulling his senses down. It was calming, never failed to relieve his shoulders of some of what they were carrying. He relished the moments alone, relished in the sound of the water hitting the tile, the water hitting his skin, and even though he loved his friends, he relished the privacy. He didn’t get much of that anymore.

He towel dried his hair, making it messier than usual. He waited to put his sweater on, walking around in just his sweats, waiting for his skin to lose it’s pink hue from the heat of the water. He laid back onto his bed, facing the ceiling this time, and made an extensive to do list in his head. He missed 2 days of school because of the full moon, and getting caught up was something he wanted to do before laying in bed and reading all day like he planned. He also decided he should probably eat something of sustenance, other than chocolate bars and the terrible oatmeal Pomfrey served for breakfast. A trip to the kitchens was due, perhaps before studying so he could get some brain food. He also wanted to ask Professor McGonnagal about changing his prefect rounds. Telling third years to stop snogging in the halls after curfew gets tiring after a while. When he had his plan, he stood up off the bed. He put his sweater on and put his hands through his hair a few times to tame the mess. He picked his bag up, taking out some things and putting in some others. He decided he would do homework at his desk in the room, go and get some food and come right back. Nodding to himself and his plan, he put his shoes on and left the dorm.

He had a bit more of a light step after his shower, feeling as if he washed most of his stress off. The trip to the kitchens was routine at this point. Sneaking in was muscle memory, after doing it for so long. It was a little difficult without James’ cloak, but he survived just fine. He made himself toast, spreading jam across the bread, and looked through the cabinets for some hot chocolate. He sat on the counter to eat, criss cross, right next to the sink. He thought about the elves that worked in the kitchen, how much they did. The ones who cleaned Hogwarts too, they did a lot for him, probably more than he was even aware of. It was a different kind of affection, unknown, prescribed almost. It was nice to think about.

He stopped at the library on his way back to his room, wanting to get an extra book as a source for his herbology essay. He stopped to talk to Madam Pince, asked her about a book he had heard Sirius talk about, and went to find it and his herbology book. He found them quite quickly, Remus has come to know the library like the back of his hand. He put them both in his bag after checking out, and went to head back to his dorm, and then he heard James and some friends yelling across the hall. A guilt filled Remus again, he loved James, loved him like family, but he didn’t feel like he could handle the attention, the loud voices. As James got closer, Remus felt stuck again. The claustrophobic feeling that caused him to beg Pomfrey to let him leave the hospital wing a day early. He walked quietly, tiptoed across the hall, and when he was sure he had gone unseen he went the opposite direction of the Gryffindor dorms.

He ended up at the Ravenclaw tower door. His feet taking him here was inevitable really. He usually ended up here on a rough day. Today wasn’t too bad, he’d be the first to admit. It wasn’t great though.

“What has hands, but cannot hold anything?” Out of all the things Remus loved about the Ravenclaw tower, the Eagle spouting riddles at him when he just wants in is not one of them. He shifted his weight between his legs, picked at his nails for a minute, his bottom lip next. Terrible anxious habits that he cannot help, he looked at his watch for the time. Half past two.

“A clock.” The door opened slowly, revealing the Ravenclaw common room to him slowly. Bookshelves to the ceiling, constellations on the ceiling, soft piano music playing on a charmed record player, Remus loved it here. He usually would relish longer, stare at the stars, browse the books, try to figure out what song is playing, but he was still breathing shallow from his near death encounter with James across the hall. He wrung his hands, cracking his knuckles and twisting his fingertips as he walked up the staircase to the girls dorms. The charm for the Ravenclaw girls dorm stairs fell quickly from his lips, almost half way up by the time he completed it. He knew the way to the head girl's room by heart, down the hall straight until the last left door. He stood there for a moment, toe to wood, hand itching to knock.

Remus suddenly felt insecure. He knew she would be happy to see him, her smile would be just as soft as he needs and she would say the perfect words, just like she always did. When he finally knocked the door opened very quickly, opening to a shy smile, and the top of a head.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” Her smile was small, and her voice was barely above a whisper. She had a warmth about her, the way she looked at him, it warmed up his whole body. She opened the door wide enough for him to step in and shut it right behind him. She was wearing an old t-shirt, some band that her cousin liked and grew out of, blue pajama shorts, and socks with little rabbits all over them that Sirius bought her for christmas last year when she visited the Potter’s. Her hair was down, messy as if she were laying on it, and her glasses were crooked. She looked pretty, in a realistic way. The kind of pretty that makes Remus want to make her a cup of hot chocolate, lay in her bed, and stare at her for hours.

“Pomfrey wrote me a note that you left early, ‘was waiting for you t’come see me.” Remus stared at her, her soft smile making his resolve break easily. This always happened, he went to her broken and she was perfect and helped him fix himself. She always knew just what to say, as if she could read his mind. He wouldn’t be surprised if she could.

“Jus’ felt bad today, ‘s all bun.” His voice was quieter than he intended. He wanted to tell her everything, the claustrophobia he had been feeling all day, the dread that swallowed him when he saw James. He wanted to tell her he was sorry for this becoming a routine, showing up to her dorm needing her glue to put him back together. Remus swallowed, bouncing on the heels of his feet, and blew air out of his cheeks. “I ate though, made some toast, and I took my potion from Pomfrey before I showered, so I don’t hurt.” He smiled softly as he said it. Full moons were hard, and Remus often neglected to take care of himself after them. Telling her he had made a point to care for himself meant everything.

“‘S a good start isn’t it? Maybe we could read a bit? Got that book you wanted me to read, thought maybe you’d want to read it with me?” There were few good things in Remus’ life. He had been dealt a poor hand from an early age. But this, his girl, smiling at him so tenderly, made it all better. This made it all worth every ounce of pain he had ever felt.

“Can we cuddle, bunny? ‘M quite tired.” Remus pouted, looking at her with the absolute worst case of puppy dog eyes she had ever seen. She had to bite her lip to stifle her giggle, she got to love the most cutest boy in the whole world. (Y/N) grabbed Remus’ hands and pulled him to her bed. She made him sit down while she went to grab the book, and when she returned she noticed he had taken his sweater off. Remus always liked skin on skin contact, once Sirius had told him no matter how much his love language is quality time, it would always be squashed by his need for physical touch. For a while Sirius’ comment made Remus insecure, like he was clingy and annoying, overbearing. But after a long conversation (and a few tears as well) he learned that she loved him, loved holding and touching him, that it made her feel the same way it made him feel. Safe, connected, warm, and loved.

“Y’wanna lay on me, sweet boy?” Remus broke out of his daydream, nodding his head enthusiastically. She didn’t bother hiding her giggle this time, jumping onto the bed and patting her belly. Remus wrapped his arms around her waist, shoving his nose as deep into her shirt as physically possible. Her hands wound around his shoulders, rubbing his shoulder blades and mid back. The absolute bliss Remus felt was indescribable, if this was a dream he never wanted to wake up.

Remus sat up slightly, resting his chin on (Y/N)’s stomach, looking at her with complete adoration. He stared for a while, tracing her features with his eyes. Her hands were running through his hair now, scratching the back of his neck and softly pulling the strands on the top. She ran her fingers across his cheeks lightly, mumbling, “‘S goin’ on in that big brain of yours, sweetness?”

“Do you believe in soulmates?”

He could see her brain working out an answer. Her eyes squinted very slightly, her mouth parted and she ran her fingers down his jaw as she spoke.

“I don’t know. I think it’s silly to think just one person is made perfect for you. I think Sirius was made perfect for you and James, but I don’t think you lads’ll get married. If there were to be soulmates there would be a thousand different kinds. You could be soulmates with the person you marry, and your best friend. And the bloke you sit across from on the train, and the waitress at your favorite restaurant. There is too much love in the world to just limit yourself to one person,” She paused, looking at Remus, dragging her finger down the bridge of his nose and booping the tip, “But if I had to choose one person to give all my love to, one person to be my every kind of soulmate, well I just think I’d pick you, Mr. Remus John.” She ended with a pretty smile, leaning down to kiss his forehead as she started to run her hands through his hair once more.

Remus was speechless. His eyes were teary, his mouth was opening and closing as his brain screamed at him to just say anything at all, but he couldn’t. All he could do was stare. He grabbed her wrists, holding them against his face, kissing them while he thought of exactly what to say. It was a long while until he said something, just looking into her eyes with such awe.

“I’d pick you, too, to give all my love to. Already have, honestly.” His face split into a wide, boyish grin. Bad day forgotten, he felt nothing but love and warmth in this moment. No guilt, no insecurity, no weight. If you asked him, he’d probably say he could fly with how light he felt now.

“Well I’d sure hope so, otherwise it would be quite awkward to have you shirtless in my bed.” Her teasing made him giggle in disbelief, how one person could be so perfect he would never understand. How that same person could love him, choose to care for him and show him love, was an anomaly to him.

“Now kiss me so I can read to you. I need you well rested as my soulmate.” Remus had never moved so fast. Jumping level to her face, kissing all over her cheeks and lips, making exaggerated kissing noises as she squirmed under him. Her giggles and squeals loudly filled the room, floating around Remus as his hands gripped her waist. He kissed each cheek one more time, leaning his head up to look in her eyes, which were closed from when she was laughing. This was another moment, where Remus forgot all things that weren’t in this space with him. The only thing in the world was her smiling under him, and him feeling utterly delighted to exist, and a few more kisses, too.

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pockyxx · 3 years

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“ how the haikyuu captains confess ”

daichi x fem! reader, kuroo x fem! reader, ushijima x fem! reader, bokuto x fem reader and oikawa x fem! reader

genre: fluff.

daichi

people already though the two of you were dating

he always does typical boyfriend things i.e holds bags, compliments, the only thing that was missing was physical intimacy

he’d be on the fine line of romantic and straight forward

he kinda already knew that you knew he liked you

he got the team’s advice on what to do but it was useless bc they’ve never been with a girl RIP

“Y/n, I’m glad I caught up to you!” He seemed a little more nervous than normal but you brushed it off as just nervous for his up coming practice match.

“Hey Daichi-san, what’s up?” You closed your locker, finishing up with your own club activities. The two of you continued to walk while also keeping up the conversation, Daichi holding the door open for you.

Your heart slightly fluttered as you walked so close with them, wondering if today was the day that Daichi was finally going to confess. One of the first years had accidentally let it slip one day when you stopped by his practice.

“Well, actually, there’s been something on my mind. It’s been on my mind for a while, honestly.” He stopped walking, nervously opening his backpack to grab something.

You gave him an innocent look even though it’s been a moment you’ve been waiting for for a long time.

“I like you, y/n. Like a lot.” He extended his hand and offered you your favorite candy bar, something that he always carried around with him. “I like when I get to see your bright smile, and your laugh makes me feel so warm inside. I just like the person I am around you and how you make me want to be a better person all together.”

It had been clear that he hadn’t exactly planned what he was going to say but it was still meaningful nonetheless.

“It took you long enough.” You flashed a cheeky grin, “Hinata told me by accident, I’ve just been waiting for you to finally spill the beans.” You laughed, filling his heart with joy.

“So this means you’ll let me take you on a date?” He wondered, blushing and making a mental note to make the younger boy run extra laps. You nodded rapidly, taking his hands in yours, proceeding with your walk.

kuroo

have you seen how he talks to his team

he would have his confession planned for a week

He’d be rehearsing that shit in the mirror every morning

he’d probably get really freaked out the day of though

when you say you like him back and confess in a similar manner he’s as red as a tomato

he practiced on kenma and get his advice

“Are you a carbon sample? Because I want to date you-” Kuroo was instantly cut off by his younger friend who was still glued to his game.

“You’re really going to finish off such a sentimental confession with a stupid chemistry pick up line. That’s gross.” He commented as Kuroo was left scratching his head. He’d been planning on confessing to you for a while now but was still stuck on what to say.

“But she loves when I made chemistry jokes.” His face dropped, conflicted with what to do. Was his friend right? Do girls not like that sort of thing?

“Well you better decide quick because her she comes.” You had turned the corner with all their refilled water bottles and his heart began to race up. What would happen if you said you didn’t like him back? It would create such an awkward relationship between you two; which wouldn’t be good between a captain and a team manager.

“Here are your waters.” You passed both volleyball players their drinks as you rested your hands on your hips, “what were you guys talking about?”

Kenma kept a straight face while Kuroo flushed slightly. Pressing a finger to your lips, you thought of a way to lighten the clearly tense mood.

“You’ve defiantly being improving your serves, Kuroo-san. I’ve been keeping ion you!” You covered your mouth, not wanted to let out a laugh at such a cheesy joke. That was Kenma’s cue to walk off, giving Kuroo the thumbs up to proceed-- it was now or never.

“Well, there’s something you should know too, chibi-can.” He swallowed any anxious nerves he had, “You make my heart flutter every moment I see you; you just take me breath away and not just because of you looks. I like how funny you are, and you always seem to put a smile on my face. I know this is very random but I’ve been holding in my feelings for a very long time and I thought I was going to explode not being able to tell you.”

You smiled, bashing your eyelashes, you never knew your captain had feelings for you. Heck, your crush had feelings for you.

“So basically, what I’ve been meaning to ask is; are you a carbon sample? Because I want to date you?” He held his breath, wondering if Kenma was going to be right. His heart pounded even faster at the sight of your lips twisting to an even bigger smile (if that was even possible).

ushijima

it could go one of two ways

either he could be super blunt and hit you with the ‘I like you y/n.’

OR it would be over the top and only because he consulted tendou

tendou’s probably watched a handful of romance animes and has ushijima prepares chocolates, flowers, the whole 9 yards

ushi is just nodded and taking notes like...

just confess to her at the summer festival, girls love that, bonus points if you do it under the fire works.

tendou’s words rang through ushijimas head as he walked side by side with you at the summer festival. he’d done everything tendou had instructed him to up until that point. he’s bought you the best taiyaki, he’d let you hold his hand as to not get lost in the crowd and he’d even won you a small stuffed animal that now rested under your arm pit.

“I think the fireworks are about to start.” you hummed as wakatoshi realized he needed to get into the right position.

“then why don’t we go someone more private.” he offered you a rare smile as your cheeks started to burn up with fluster.

it wasn’t like ushijima was a cold heart person but seeing him suggest something so thoughtful, your heart fluttered with the idea that someone greater was about to happen.

nodding, you let ushijima pull you off as the two of you got a better of the sky that was soon to be filled with a display of lights. he’d taken you away from the crowd, up on a small empty lot of gross that was elevated compared to the rest of the festival.

“y/n, I enjoyed tonight.” he cleared his throat, catching your attention. you nodded in agreement,

“hopefully we can go to more festivals today, of course if your not busy with volleyball!” you smiled happily. ushijima was quick to respond.

“I’d like that very much.” he paused, “y/n, i’m often told that i don’t show emotions well or that i’m very blunt.”

you watched him with curious eyes, stating that that wasn’t all ways a bad thing.

“that’s right. this is a time where i think it’s good to be blunt. you see, y/n, i enjoy spending time with you and that i like you, very much.”

bokuto

it accidentally slipped out

he always gets a little shy when he think about it so he simply doesn’t

you’ll be something fairly mundane and he’ll just pause and go

“you do that so well, that’s why I think I’m in love with you.”

you’d get flustered because it was so out of the blue

he’d fill akaashi in the next day and akaashi would make him re-do the confession

“You’re so good at cleaning the white board, y/n, but I guess everything you do is good because that’s why I like you.” You and Bokuto had class room chores together after school and he was watching you, in a hazy spell, resting his hand on his head.

You blushed, not knowing if Bokuto was actually being serious or if he was just being overly kind. You just pretended like you didn’t hear him, continuing with what you were doing. If you can confessed your feelings back and he wasn’t serious, you would’ve died of embarrassment.

“Bokuto-san are you going to help or not?” You turned around seeing Bokuto covering his face as he rested his head on the desk. “Uh, Bokuto-san are you alright?”

He looked up at you only for you to see what you recognized as his emo mode. You frowned your eyebrows as he jumped up, bursting out with emotion.

“No! I just confessed to the girl that I like and, and, and I wasn’t ready!” He grabbed his bag and ran for the door, “please forgive me for not doing my share of the work, y/n.”

You were left speechless, watching as the gray haired boy ran away. You laughed realizing what he meant and put you into such a happy mood you didn’t even care that you had to finish all the chores.

The next morning, you were greeted at the gates of Fukuordani by Bokuto who held a box of you favorite snack and a small teddy bear. Shyly extending the gifts out to you.

“I bet you know what I’m going to say, so just, uh, please take these.” It had been what Akaashi had instructed and you took them with pleasure.

“These will make up for all my hard work yesterday keeping out classroom spic-and-span.” You giggle, Bokuto looked at you with pouty eyes as you continued, “and if you didn’t run out so quickly you would’ve know what I like you too.”

His eyes gleamed as you covered your slightly blushing face with your hand. Bokuto engulfed you in a hug and the two of you becoming boyfriend and girlfriend.

oikawa

he’s been confessed to so much that confessions make him nauseous tbh

he’d make it very personal and romantic, though

if not romantic he’d want it to be just the two of you

he knew if he told any of the third years about if his plans, they’d ruin the moment; showing up to film the whole experience (mattsun and makki)

he would secretly be the most nervous out of all of them

You were helping Iwaizumi and taking over his cleaning shift with Oikawa. Oikawa was kinda glad the ace had a dentist appointment, so he could finally get you alone with out his team mates or fan girls there to ruin the moment.

“Say, y/n-chan, I’m pretty lucky to have such a pretty girl helping me clean up.” His eyes were on the ball he was rubbing the marks off of, not really seeing your expression, defended by the sound of his heart thumping rapidly.

You frowned, liking Oikawa was no easy task because everyone seemed to like him. Sure, he complimented you now, but he always compliments girls. It hurt your heart not knowing how sincere he was.

“Don’t worry about it Oikawa-san, I’m always happy to help.” You sighed, finishing pumping a deflated volleyball. The Oikawa you had grown to love wasn’t the pretty, flashy volleyball player but the determined captain who always brought out the best in his teammates. It was the hard working, smart and passionate Toru that made your heart do flips.

“Y/n...” His voiced trailed off, you noticed there wasn’t a cute little ‘chan’ following it. You turned to face him, not realizing your vision had gone blurry from tears pooling in them.

“Are you alright?” Out of concern he placed his hands in your shoulders and that seemed to snapped you out of the spell you’d fallen under.

Rubbing your eyes, you nodded, looking down at your feet to avoid Oikawa’s gaze. You wished he’d let go of you, so you heart could just go back to its normal pace.

“Y/n did I say something to upset you—Im sorry.” He seemed to be holding his breath until he saw you shake your heard, reassuring him he’d done nothing wrong. Toru sighed.

“I hate seeing you upset, do you know that?” Surpised, you looked up at him, almost beckoning him to eleborate. Oikawas mind was racing— he wasn’t planning on confessing right there and then but he decided to sieze the moment.

“Out of all the girls I talk to, you’re the only one that makes me feel like this...” With your mouth gapping he took your hand and directed it to his chest where you could feel his rapid heartbeat.

“Oikawa-san...” You trailed off, at a loss of words. Between the hand touching his toned chest and the honey-like words coming out of his mouth, it sent you into over drive.

“Everything about you makes me crazy and-and well y/n... i like you!”

Nodding off, your brain couldn’t fully comprehend what your body was doing. leaning forward, reaching up to his lips you. kiss. him.

“Woah.” Oikawa breathed out, shocked at how you reciprocated his feeling until he was brought back to his usual behaviour, “so... you wanna go out with me?”

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thoughtfullyyoungduck · 3 years

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Birthday

Summary: could you do a hs losers x reader where the readers new to town and hates her bday bc each year her past friends and family had always forgotten or did nothing so when richie finds out her bdays coming up he tells the losers and they all plan a special surprise party and richie saves up and gets her something super special and the losers r all like wow he’s never gotten anyone anything like this b4 so she finds out that he likes her or something so it’s like the best bday she’s ever had

Richie bikes swiftly passed you, faster than he usually does, which can only mean he’s trying to surpass you. You barely refrain from flipping him the bird in public, as you too throw your weight into peddling. It’s no use, Richie is more athletic than you by a long shot, and he’s been practicing with Eddie for track. You’ll never be able to catch up with him with no viable effort.

‘You asshole,’ you yell out to him, noticing an elder woman pledging through her yard too late to stop your exclamation. She regards the both of you with malcontent, stabbing her hark too brutally in the soil of her allotment for it to be a coincidence.

‘Not my fault your short legs can’t reach the peddles.’

You growl, lifting up from your saddle to race faster, but Richie sees you do it and does nothing but laugh.

Any other time you might give him hell for it, but today, you are in no mood to indulge in Richie’s escapades.

It’s your birthday, and while for most that equalizes a fun day stacked with presents and cake, to you it stands for a day full of misery.

Your birthday is cursed. And no, that is not you being dramatic. At your ninth birthday, your cake got slammed into floor, therefor ruing the gift your parents had been working on for weeks, and which was their only present.

At age ten, you fell off your brand new bike into a ravine and had to go to the hospital to get eleven stitches. On your fourteenth birthday, you and your parents got into such a huge fight they send you up to your room and forbad you from sneaking down at any point in the day.

There are more examples to back up your claim for the terrible birthdays, but you have tried to desperately block them all out, so you won’t rehash them.

That’s why your so peeved that Richie is forcing you to the quarry.

‘If you could tell me where I’m supposed to be going to bet u could find a short cut and be there faster than you.’

‘Nice try Dora, I’m not telling you anything. It’s a surprise.’

‘Alright, I get two attempts. If I can’t guess where we’re going, I’ll do your homework for a week.’

‘And if you do guess it?’

‘Then you owe me a favor and no matter for what reason I cash it in, you don’t get to complain.’

‘Fine, bring it miss know it all.’ Richie slows down to slide next to you, the wind picking up as the two of you descend down the mountain. His smile is mischievous and cheeky, probably too confident to think you’ll be able to reckon the spot he has in mind.

If only he knew that you had limited the possibilities to two places, the exact amount of guess you were granted.

‘Hm, are we going to the arcade?’ Your first theory is. Richie doesn’t have anything on him right now, except pennies that have been rinkeling inside his pockets the entire bike ride, the only thing he needs to go to the arcade.

Richie smirks, and shakes his head. ‘Try one my dear, may I say that the odds aren’t in your favor right now?’

His impressive ego in the way he taunts you with the right answer fuels your desire to be right. ‘Are we going to the Barrens?’ You sing, smiling wide as Richie’s shrinks.

‘Eh, no?’ He says, but he sounds petulant. ‘Fuck this shit, what gave it away?’

‘A girl never reveals her secrets’, you say covertly, forgetting momentarily about the agitating day. You suspect that might have been Richie’s intention.

It’s not like the Barrens is such a stretch in the first place, the losers and you have made that place your own, but you do hypothesize that he may have planned something special for you.

Your theory turns out to be true, as you can spot a long table at the end of the dirt path you and Richie are currently riding on to get to the clubhouse. The table is stacked with a variety of candies, your favorite, drinks that are sweet enough to rot your teeth, something Richie should be more aware off - having a dad who is a dentist-, and a giant cake with eight candles on. Each one representing a loser.

You say nothing as you approach, in a sneaky way torturing Richie a bit more before revealing that you’re at the verge of tears of this nice gesture. Richie slows down his speed by dragging his shoes along the dirt, glances darting nervously towards your face.

‘I know you said no parties, but how else was I supposed to show off my rocking dance moves?’

‘Do you mean the moves you make that look like you’re dying?’ Stan chides, him and the rest of the losers rolling up behind you two. They’re all walking next to their bikes, and Bill’s hands are smudges with cake residue he somehow missed while cleaning up. They didn’t want to be here before you and ruin the ‘surprise’, but it’s clear everyone has worked hard to organize this for you.

‘Fuck you Stan the man, the color green doesn’t fit you.’

‘Happy’, Bev grounds out, leveling Richie with one look, the way only Bev can, and then address you. ‘Birthday.’ She hugs you despite you still holding your bike, and you let it clatter to the ground with a loud bang.

‘Thanks Bev.’

‘Happy Birthday’, the other losers also call out, because there’s just too many of them for each to wait their turn.

‘We hope you don’t mind we don’t have any presents, we spend basically all of it getting ingredients for the cake, which we had to redo- twice.’

They don’t offer any other explanation about why the cake had to be remade two times, but by Eddie’s scowl you can fill in the blanks.

‘No, honestly, this is already too much.’ It is too much, but their efforts are so kind and heartwarming that you have to bit back a happy squall. No one has ever bothered to organize anything for your birthday, whether it be purchasing a two dollar present or even ordering a cake, but these people that you had met less then a year ago were willing to scramble together all the money they could, just so they could turn your day special. Thank god for moving to Derry.

For the first time in years, your birthday has brought smiles and laughter, and no tears and weeping moods.

‘Nonsense my dearest young lady, this is but a blip on our radar, a speck of dust on the tv, nothing compared too-‘

‘Can we please cut the cake now? Before something else goes wrong with it?’ Eddie glowers, refuting to wait for an affirmative.

‘Don’t forget the candles,’ Ben says as he follows Eddie to the table. You’re about to join them, when a hand on your wrists stops you.

‘Hey, Y/N? You really don’t mind this right? I know you said you didn’t want anything but I know how nice it is be caught off guard with something like this.’ Richie rubs the back of his head as if that makes him see any less anxious. It’s incredible how smart someone can be while simultaneously also being so dense.

‘Richie’, you say as you smile, unable to hide it any longer. ‘It’s amazing, thank you so much. If there is any way I can repay you I’ll do that. I’m really happy with this.’

‘That’s good, not that I was worried about it, who isn’t a fan of everything I do?’

Rolling your eyes only spurs Richie on, but it’s become an automatic response now, you can’t help but do it.

‘Oh, I almost forgot. I did get you another gift. Two actually, if you count my huge dong as one.’

‘Gross Richie, why do you always have to add something sexual to everything?’

‘It’s my game babe, love it or leave it. Anyway, here is the gift if you want it. If you don’t that’s fine too.’

‘Don’t get all shy on me now Rich’, you tease as your bump your arm into his while grabbing the package. ‘I’ve just gotten used to your antics.’

The package isn’t heavy, but it also isn’t light. It’s wrapped in enough layer that you can’t feel what’s inside of it just by holding it, but that was probably Richie’s intention. That or he is simply horrible at wrapping up.

While you carefully peel off each layer, you begin to speculate on what it could be. It could be a gag gift, but Richie looked sincere, and his eyes behind his glasses are magnified in true anticipation, a gag gift wouldn’t illicit that response.

As soon as the final layer is detached, you gasp, armored by the actual gift. It’s a blue bracelet, covered in butterfly pattering. You once mentioned having a similar one as a kid that you loved but lost one day while playing outside and had been sad about for weeks.

You can’t believe Richie had kept it in his mind, and had gone out to look for it.

‘Richie… I don’t even know what to say right now.’ You exclaim, squeezing the bracelet in your hand tightly, a blush covering your face. Richie’s mimics yours. ‘Thank you’, you say while reaching out to him and kissing him on the cheek. Richie face burns a brighter red.

‘Yeah… glad to be of service.’ His mind is ball parks away, and he is left dazed.

‘Come on Y/N, it’s time for you to blow out the candles.’

You go easily, letting your hand linger around Richie’s, deciding mentally that you’ll do it tonight before you go home. Your birthday has already been better than anything you could have imagined, and maybe it has one more miracle left to give. If Richie says yes to your question about going on a date, then this will truly have been the best birthday you have every had. By the love struck expression Richie is walking around with, you have an inkling as to what his response might be.

You blow out your candles, but you don’t need to make a wish. You already have everything you could possibly want.

----

‘Off course that asshole buys her a gift, but never returns the money I loaned him so long ago. I’m not a fucking bank.’

‘I think it’s cute.’

‘No, Eddie is right, I’m also waiting on my refund.’

‘It’s adorable he bought her something, he really can’t hide his crush anymore.’

#richie tozier #My writing #richie x reader #the losers x reader #it x reader #it imagines #richie tozier x reader

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baekhvuns · 4 years

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hihi there! could you please do a reaction (?) of what type of Dad’s the ateez members might be?? the fluff is unreal

ateez reactions ; requested (f)

。。。ateez as dad's ( wholesome af )

── kim hongjoong :

everyone wants to be his kid.

sPOILS HIS KIDS the royalties

takes them to his studio, makes them sit on his lap while he teaches them how the machinery works.

will be a bit stricter once they grow up but is super loving towards them.

painting his kid’s pinky finger busting an uwu

buys their kids the latest fashion trends and then customized them and gives them as christmas presents.

his kids are shy, so they hide in his pants whenever there’s a public press conference atiny’s favourite thing

or they hide in his jackets while joong talks about ateez.

will break stereotypes between father and son duo in south korea, not the typical father.

── park seonghwa

the soft one.

the real dad.

would nag at his kids once they grow because, “wHeN i wAs yOUR aGe!”

the type to attend every event involving his kids, first musical? dentist appointment? he’s got it.

has a camera on handy to capture candids and then frames them around the house.

the dad who makes lunch for kid’s because he heard his kid bragging about the lunch he made to his classmates.

his kids instantly fall asleep on his chest because he’s really warm.

imagine his kids getting his sparkly eyes.

i would loose it

toothless and mommy’s lil dragons that’s your family groupchat name, thank me later.

── jeong yunho :

the child dad the gif has me crying

when he picks his newborn, his hands are bigger than the baby itself.

kind of scared to hold the child because he doesn’t wanna hurt them.

carries his kid everywhere.

his favourite thing to do is to place his kid on his shoulder while the small bub plays with yun’s hair.

his kids hold his index finger bc his hand is too big.

cups his kids cheeks on a regular.

best at games + teaches them hacks.

compares his hands and feet with his kids.

teaches his kids how to dance before they can even learn how to speak.

bridal style carrying his kids everywhere.

“hihi, i-i’m dada!”

── kang yeosang :

i see him as a pretty strict dad.

the type you see early mornings with newspaper in their hands, glasses on the nose, and one leg over the other.

if you bring back bad results from test, expect a glare from him.

but then secretly goes to your room and leaves some extra food with a letter saying sorry. ;-;

since he’s kinda shy, his kids never leave his side and are always sitting with him on his laps at a occasion.

his kids protecc him devastated

the quiet dad, always fascinated by how their kids little bodies work.

the type to take his kids on surprise long drives while you stay home.

stops by mcdonald’s to grab fries and happy meals.

his deep soothing voice puts his kids to sleep, even if he threatens them to go to sleep or he’ll take there toys away.

── choi san :

a mountain.

always carrying his kids over his shoulder wbk dorito bod

pretends to wwe throw them onto the bed but instead huddles them into his chest while his back hits the bed.

the type to cry when he sees his kid walking for the first time or anything for the first time. the cancer is coming out

him letting his kid put their fingers in his deep dimples while he smiles happily.

imagine his kids get his dimples and duality

pretends to bite their kids fingers playfully but ends up kissing them.

won’t leave anything out when it’s for his kids.

him and the kid’s throw random pranks on you.

“(y/n)! SHE SAID DADA! GET THE CAMERA!”

── song mingi :

“i’m a family oriented man.”

his kid’s are always the best dressed, fashionista song’s da the house.

a hands on dad.

willing to learn how to change the diaper.

is always holding his kids propped on his waist.

throws his kid in the air and catches them, lowkey confused at times but his kids find him adorable.

would do anything for his kids, wants to be provide them with anything.

like yunho, he compares his hands with his kids and laughs.

his kids dress him up in a tutu, he won’t even mind.

if his kid is on the floor with a mess, he will join them instead of cleaning it up.

makes sure his kid sleeps beside him.

when his kids grow old, and it’s time for boyfriend and girlfriends.

expect his inner leo to come out,

wait he’s a leo, that means his kids are his baby cubs ;-;

── jung wooyoung :

get ready.

is more childish than the child instead,

loud

is always giggling over whatever his kids do, literally encourages them to be more louder.

really playful.

his kids get his playfulness and they create problems at school, when you and him get called from school complaining about the kids, woo’s laughing while you’re mad.

when woo hears the teachers complain about them, he high fives them secretly.

buys his kids toys every time he comes back from concert overseas.

dresses them up in his snap backs and takes selfies then uploads them on fancafe.

shows his kids off to everyone.

i think as his kids grow old, he will of course, mature.

and he might get a bit stricter but it won’t be like the traditional relationship between a father and a son like joong.

the type to have more freinds then his kids, he’ll be having more fun at his kids wedding rather than his kids.

a fun dad.

── choi jongho :

whenever he breaks apples his kids look at him with wide eyes, “wahhhhhh!”

and he responds with his gummy smile ;-;

looks strict but is a hilarious dad,

the type of dad who’s shy and stern in front of others but back home he’s a goof ball.

dad jokes everyday, all day.

carries his kids on his biceps as if they were monkeys, and then they scream and he joins and you run out to them just having fun.

the type to sit still while his kids use your makeup on him and decorate his hair with your hair pins.

you come home to find jjong wearing your red lipstick.

sings them the best lullabies.

his kids would be the next singing prodigy’s.

always stacked on diapers and pretty clothes.

is the youngest but is more mature than most the members.

#✉️ : ask #i hope it fit your criteria <3 #ateez reactions #ateez #ateez au #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #kpop reactions

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hongssami · 4 years

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On the Count of three

i have nothing to say, it’s all in here. written in a daze and while i was at work bc i’m a big loser for bang chan and he lives in my head rent free (((:

// kiss kiss fall in love with chan. that’s it. that’s the plot; minho ver, changbin ver, hyunjin ver

subtle friends-to-lovers; and there’s something else in there, i don’t know what it is hmu if you figure out what it is

description: You don’t know what it’s like to fly, you never tried it before. But you reckon it was quite similar to kissing Chan. You think it’s embarrassing when you mention it to him. He thinks he’s fallen in love.

w.c.: 1.7 k+

[masterlist]

“On the count of three, okay?”

It was always a hushed whisper, a still amidst all chaos. Something about the lulled syllables that carried themselves delicately into your ears that gave you unexplained comfort, even as a child. Perhaps it had something to do with the person saying it. Whatever it was, you were eternally thankful for the grounding it provided.

You’d first heard it from your mother the first time you went out to get your first milk molar removed. You had closed your eyes, almost at the brink of tears, but you promised you would be strong. She held your hand when she breathed it calmly. “One, Two,” and there was always a pause before the ever gentle, “Three.”

It hurt. But your mother and your dentist had commended you for your bravery.

Your hand never let go of your mother’s that day.

***

It left your neighbor’s lips when he held on to you the first time you rode a bike. Felix, you’d recalled his name, was like your little brother that lit up every room with his mere presence. The brightest boy you knew supported you by holding onto the seat of your bike while you’d shakily pedaled along the sidewalk. It was a bad idea but you didn’t care. Felix’s voice was a bit louder compared to the times your mother had said it, but the carefulness was still there. “I’m letting go,” he’d said. Your heart had leaped in panic for a second. “I believe in you.”

You blamed your naive self for believing him so easily when he’d uttered, “On the count of three.”

“One.”

The sky was a pretty blue that day.

“Two.”

The only clouds that seemed to loom over your neighborhood were cheery, fluffy ones. You’d took a deep breath in an attempt to steel your nerves.

“Three!”

You fell over in two seconds, laughing along the way as you planted your knees awkwardly on the cemented pathway.

You still have the scar from that day.

***

Your friends spoke it with you on the day your college entrance exam’s results were released. The letters in your hands waiting to be opened. At first you were anxious; several ‘what if’s’ crossed your mind in what seemed like a million thoughts per second. Then you were excited; this marked a new milestone in your mundane life, the beginning of your coming of age. Finally, only one thing settled in your mind.

College.

The word echoed in your head. What would it be like?

Suddenly, one of your friends prompted everyone to open their letters. “On the count of three!” This one was the most excited you have heard it being said.

You’d counted to three with them. You’d cheered for them.

You had passed.

***

You figured those words wouldn’t hold any sadness to them, for all your life it only affirmed anticipation and solace. Whether it had lead to a failure or success, those five words you held dear always comforted you.

So when Bang Chan held your hand and laughed his heavenly boyish laugh, you urged yourself to pull yourself together on the count of three.

You found it to be the hardest thing you had to do in your life.

One.

Stop worrying about your hand being sweaty or else he’ll notice you blushing. The grip of his hand on yours tightens the deeper you go into the crowd.

Two.

Breathe in, steel your nerves. Realize that that was a big mistake because now all you can smell is the faint yet dazing scent of the sandalwood in his perfume. Then breathe out.

Three.

Clear your head of all the ‘what if’s’. Chan was only there because you got lost in the carnival. And his fingers were intertwined with yours.

Your head spins.

***

The next time you find yourself in a similar situation with Chan was in your college’s auditorium. Being the main character’s love interest’s understudy surely had it’s perks. You didn’t like this one.

“Hey,” Chan’s voice could not compare to anyone you knew. It was gentle and caring like your mother’s, but also carried a hint of playfulness like Felix’s. His eyes mimicked those of your friends back home ─ full of wonderlust. Only then did you realize that Bang Chan, the boy with the heart of gold and laugh of pure bliss, had stolen your heart for good. “You okay?”

Here comes the fun part, a small voice in your head teases. You were going mad.

Clad in his stage costume, he emanates what you can only describe as protagonist charisma. His dimples are more showy than usual and the way he carries himself as some sort of regal being kind of makes you want to laugh if it were not for the fact that he was staring you down.

“Should─” you swallowed your heart in your throat. “Wouldn’t it be best if we rehearsed the kissing scene?” You want to bury yourself in a hole, but you will yourself that this was only professional. It was for the sake of the betterment of the entire play.

Still, you’ve never wanted the floor to swallow you whole so much until that moment.

His smile widens, almost as if he was waiting for you to ask. “Sure,” he says, and you’re positive the buzzing in your head isn’t because of your earpiece. He leans in without warning and your heart leaps to your throat again. It was a quick, innocent peck but it left you breathless nonetheless.

“Sorry,” he leaned back, though only so much that you could still see the way his eyelashes lazily met his cheeks when he blinks at you slowly. “I thought you looked scared. I hope you don’t mind.”

You went onstage without practicing the scene and ended up winging it. Chan had muttered a silent ‘one, two, three’ in your ear before diving in and you felt like flying.

***

You don’t know what it’s like to fly, you never tried it before. But you reckon it was quite similar to kissing Chan. You think it’s embarrassing when you mention it to him. He thinks he’s fallen in love.

You only got to tell him (and a bunch of other crewmates) this because of a silly round of tipsy truth-or-dare at the post-premiere party. Chan doesn’t know it, but when he dropped you off your residence you found yourself counting to three again.

One for the whole minute it takes for him to say something. And of all the things he has to say, he starts it off with your name. You don’t think you’ve ever knew how much you loved the way your name sounded until he lets it slip slowly out his plump lips. One was awfully long this time.

Two for the two times he hesitated to hold your hands. It was a devastatingly amusing and very endearing sight to see him fiddle with his hands for the entire time he rambles on about how he was glad that you got to be his love interest for tonight. “Not─ not that I wanted the original actor─ Or that I only want you as my love interest for tonight─ Arggh!” You could only disguise your equally flustered state with a small giggle, and he smiled sheepishly down at your hands in his in return. “You get what I mean, right?” Two was the kindest it has ever been with you that night.

And three for the three words that leave your mouth before he finally kisses you for real. He would playfully argue that he said it first but you didn’t really care. All you remember was his hands circling around your waist protectively as his lips take their sweet time moulded against yours.

You realized the first few seconds in how completely wrong you were when you described kissing Chan as ‘flying’. It felt nothing like fireworks, or butterflies in your stomach, or anything your friends say their first kisses were. It felt so close to something nostalgic, almost iridescent. Like a shower of spring colors, but not like the blue sky whenever you went out to play with Felix when you were younger, this was brighter. Like that one summer day you ate your favorite ice cream with swollen gums, but without the pain, only relief. Like the last moments you spent with your childhood friends before going to college, heartwarming and homey. Chan felt like all of those, all at once when he giggles into the kiss and moves his hands to cup your warm cheeks delicately. Captivated and out of breath, you lose your footing.

He catches you just in time, but his hand on the small of your back does nothing but push you to lock lips again and you hum, contented. Now the only thoughts that flood your head are how cozy it is in Chan’s embrace and how full his lips are when he moves them in a slow, silent waltz with yours. He licks at your bottom lip and your fingers lose themselves in the cloud that was his hair at some point, you don’t know when, but you couldn’t dare to give in in fear of your knees becoming jelly.

It’s crazy, you think, how beautiful it unfolded when you part at the same time only for his pleasant gaze to marry yours under the horrendous lighting the entrance to your apartment offered. He sighed against your lips and you shiver, elated. You don’t want to pull away and you can tell he doesn’t too when he presses one, two, three kisses down your jaw.

Reaching three had never felt so fulfilling.

#stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #skz scenarios #skz imagines #bang chan scenarios #bang chan imagines #if miss eiko can write self-indulgent seungbin make-out fics‚ so can i #but make it chan (((((:#i really need to stop writing while i'm at work #wingkkun writes

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olwolo · 3 years

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quackity looked at two of the most chaotic and dangerous people on the smp and thought, nothing could go wrong if we put then together right? Plus I love how phil and techno are each others moral compass (techno more to phil ig, kind depends too) so yeah he will probably do something abt it! Techno's instructions being the main reason tho but idk I feel like the stasis chamber makes more sense with the way techno acted with the enderchest and all that but MAAAN the way I NEED a syndicate prison break in rn ESPECIALLY AFTER YOUR LAST POST!! Because it's something that will probably happen eventually considering techno wants to know what's happening in the prison (I really don't think it's all to help dream tbh lol, the prison is really fucked up rn so it's anarchists right to fuck everything up even more maybe?) but yeaaaah bc of that I feel like c!techno was 100% aware of what would happen too lol like I think he wouldn't be so impressed if Quackity was being genuine but man has gone through enough betrayal to start trusting his enemies now lmao the warning of hating being lied to on his bday tho, nice touch JUST. really nice. Chaos team is hunting this man down when they're free lmao and yeah I feel like techno feels like a comic relief character (a bit due cc!techno personality) and ig people are not used to those characters being strong and dangerously smart, I love it,, and the interactions was SO GOOD!! c!techno is so chill with everything and the fact that the trusts in his friends is one of the reasons he wasn't worried :((((( syndicate my beloved :(( I'm so excited. I wonder if the training with ranboo and niki will be something we will see or if it's going to be a behind the scenes thing,, phil said they have been training for that (help the syndicate members when they need maybe) in his last stream and IDK if he was talking about that exactly but :( I'd like to see some filler training arc tbh :(( Plus If wilbur happens to be out there when they start the chaos I'm all in!! As long niki has her time to shine, yes I'd love to see!! And may I add one more (maybe lowkey controversial idk) opinion but I feel like few people were too quickly to judge when c!techno said he doesn't know why dream was there,, like,, man never did shit to him what did you expect ffkfnfkfk they only really had a small conflict in their needs/opinions when c!techno was partnered with c!tommy and even then he was willing to drop it for the favor. c!techno is such a lawful character to like his owns morals and ideals it's so interesting to see!! He will do what he promises and follow his believes no matter what other ppl say and I really enjoy seeing him constantly follow this path tbh!! But again, that could always be just me being a techno apologist but his character is just really cool for me, especially personality wise.

Btw if you're free to rant about ur latest masterpiece, I would love to know the thought behind each one of their masks, if u have any to share !! 🧨

my bet is on the statis chamber being used first as well but i just really want to see a prison break in, cause what's the point of having a prison plot without at least one big break in/out ya know? and man c!quackity's about to have another dentist visit huh 😔 and the line about lying on techno's birthday ties so well as a set up with what's happening. about being the comedic character i saw someone compare c!techno to deadpool and it clicked to me why i'm not at all bothered as some others seem to be when it comes to the joking nature of c!techno, because i'm used to this type of characters from reading comics sgdhks but like with how dark the smp's story can get i feel like a character that doesn't treat everything 100% seriously all the time is very needed and that's why i enjoy c!techno so much. and god i hope we will get some good old fashioned training arc, just to sprinkle in more anime references to the bleach basement. and like with c!techno and c!dream interactions, what did y'all expect?? their interactions thus far have been positive. it's probably the sbi fanon leaking into how some perceive the canon and the metagaming but with how much techno goes about reciprocity, dream saving his life, overall them allying a good amount of times and c!techno not knowing about shit that's happening outside his cozy cabin of course he will act friendly towards c!dream. we will see if that changes if he learns about the shit that dream has done but looking at his reaction to c!tommy's death i wouldn't hold my breath for a serious change in that aspect sgsj and yeah!! c!techno being so lawful to his beliefs is a trait i really enjoy seeing.

and about my latest drawing i was just sketching around and the boom. the thought of the syndicate break in popped into my head so i wanted to draw something with them and since it's supposed to be a secret organization my brain automatically went to the conclusion that the syndicate wearing masks would make the most sense and because i already draw c!techno with a piglin skull for a mask the obvious route was to base the masks on skulls too. so i went with a crow for phil (of course), cat for niki (bc her mc skin has cat ears and i don't draw them as a part of the character design), enderman for ranboo (based on how i tend to draw the mob) and not included in the drawing but techno has a pig mask to match the rest of them!!

#replies

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springday-aus · 3 years

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Enemies to Lovers!AU with Xiaojun

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Group: NCT [+ WayV]

Member: Xiaojun / Xiao Dejun

Genre: fluff, comedy, romance

Type: Bulletpoint AU

Word Count: approx. 2.4k

so, you’re Xiaojun’s enemy (he thinks of it more of his number one attacker tho)

it wasn’t hard considering he’s always on fight or flight mode and considering his friend group….

fight mode is always activated

(ง’̀-‘́)ง

so it started when you became friends with Ten

the guy is so sociable, so you were bound to meet him and his other friends someday

but jesus christ, there were soooo many of them

it was a party; he threw a literal party of just him and his friends

and then there were others who turned it into a rave (i.e. Hendery, Yangyang, Chenle and Donghyuk)

anyways, you got to mingle and make so many new friends

it was going really well

until Xiaojun entered the picture

things went well with him too, until you made a joke that didn’t exactly land with him

but it landed well with the others

Lucas: “who in their right mind would like mint chocolate”

Xiaojun: “but I like mint chocolate”

You: “then you’re not in your right mind lmao”

YangYang: “I mean, is Xiaojun ever in his right mind tho”

everyone laughs

except for one person

Xiaojun stood up, staring you down for a hot second, before trying to argue back

in which YangYang was the main responder

you didn’t really think much of it, laughing away with the others

but, to him, you just declared war that day

it shouldn’t have bothered him as much as it did

but it did

so, from then on, things just got rockier

bc he started picking fights with you over the littlest things or he would argue with your points no matter what

you didn’t really think much of it bc he was also being picked on everyone else and you were like

every man for themselves huh

it wasn’t until he personally attacked you

it happened on Halloween

and he made an underhanded comment about how he’d look better in anything compared to you

so you made a “friendly” bet

but then you lost

bc Xiaojun looked better in the Jasmine costume than you and he def knew it too

and when he smirked at you

the grudge had been built

that’s probably when the mutual enemy status circulated around your friends

although, if they’re being honest, it’s so entertaining

especially since most of them like to gang up on Xiaojun too

and because of that unity, it’s only made things worse

from what the others can tell

you two don’t hate each other, but you def don’t get along

it ranges to food (e.g. mint chocolate chip incident that NO ONE lets go)

Lucas: “mint choco ain’t shit”

You: “retweet”

Xiaojun: “the attacks”

YangYang: “we cannot trust a man who eats bread with fucking lao gan ma”

You: “you eat what with bread?”

Xiaojun: “shut up. all of you.”

to activities

cue you two fighting about what movie to watch

Xiaojun: “Titanic is a classic!!!”

You: “it’s a joke, there was rOOM ON THE FUCKING DOOR”

Xiaojun: “IT’S ROMANTIC. HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF SO SHE CAN LIVE.”

You: “THAT’S NOT ROMANTIC. THAT’S SUICIDAL, DUMBASS.”

this feud is def bc you’re both petty as fuck

the bickering is nonstop

but, if the nct boys are being honest

they’re lowkey confused bc Xiaojun is supposed to have a really high emotional tolerance

he doesn’t even yell this much at YangYang or Ten

(excluding that one time he hit YangYang with that pillow very hard)

but he does blow off his top when it comes to you

which is sus to a lot of the boys

whenever someone does ask him tho

he just kind of……………

mumbles underneath his breath and then moves onto something else

meanwhile, Yuta: “isn’t he always like that?”

Kun: “who wants to tell him”

lmao, I’m kidding

kind of

anyways, you two are really just going at it

what changes?

you have to go to the dentist and get your molars removed

which means someone has to take you and go pick you up

obviously, Ten was going to do that, considering you two were the closest

so he dropped you off and you had your surgery

so what happened?

welp, your buddy Ten forgot he had a prior engagement and, hence, was unable to pick you up

cue him spamming the groupchat

and Lucas exposing Xiaojun

Lucas: Xiaojun isn’t doing anything Xiaojun: you don’t know that Lucas: I do tho, go pick up (Y/N) Ten: I’ll buy you anything from that green tea cafe you like for a week Xiaojun: deal.

so he came to pick you up, both willingly and unwillingly

and you……. you were more than a hot mess

you were just a mess

you basically were just blacked out that entire time after they gave you the laughing gas and completed the surgery

so you remembered absolutely nothing.

your roommate: “this is what you get for doing drugs”

You: “IT WAS PURELY FOR MEDICINAL USE”

You: “IT’S NOT LIKE I DID CRACK”

either way, your roommate let you know of the situation, taking note of how your enemy had to take you home

which

again

no recollection

your roommate: “he’s fucking hot tho”

You: “ugh, I know”

but that’s also when you decided

Ten is a dead man :)

Ten: “I’M SORRY”

You: “YOU BETTER FUCKING BE”

Ten: “I KNOW”

Ten: “............................................but………………………………….”

Ten: “maybeyoushouldalsothankhimfortakingcareofyou”

You: “sorry not sorry, I’m contemplating murder rn”

Hendery: “what do you call a murder against a friend?”

Kun: “don’t”

Ten:

You:

Hendery: “it’s a homie-cide”

You and Ten: “NOT NOW”

anyways

you knew he was right

so after you calmed down, you went to Xiaojun’s place (thanks to Ten), with some sweets to thank him

Lucas opened the door, let you in, and left to go to the gym with Sicheng

Xiaojun came out of his room, a couple of minutes after, disheveled from his nap

and when he saw you in his living room couch, his eyes widened, darting around to avoid looking at you

You: “hi”

Xiaojun: “hello”

You: “why do you look so scared? I’m not gonna jump you”

he stays quiet, the blush becoming more apparent on his cheeks

You: “Ten told me you took me home after my surgery, so…………………… thanks”

Xiaojun: “he bribed me with pastries”

You: yeah, sounds about right

You: “still”

You: “um, I didn’t know what you would like, so I brought some sweets you can just go through”

Xiaojun: “thanks”

it’s silent for another moment and you consider bolting out from the apartment, Wizards of Waverly Place, Harper-style: “see ya in p.e.!” kind of a thing

but he speaks up once more

Xiaojun: “are you feeling okay now?”

You: “uh, yeah, my jaw still kind of hurts”

You: “but I have meds they prescribed to me for the next month or so”

he decides to stop beating the bush:

Xiaojun: “so do you remember what happened yesterday?”

You: “to be completely honest, no”

Xiaojun: “you… did a lot of things”

You: “what do you mean I did a lot of things”

Xiaojun: “you also said a lot of things too”

You: “..... are these things recorded?”

Xiaojun: “maybe”

Xiaojun: “some”

You: “dELETET HEM”

you actually considered tackling him, but deemed as too Yang-Yang-like

You: “what did I say”

Xiaojun: “I didn’t realize you thought I was handsome”

You: “wait what?”

Xiaojun: “you said, you had a crush on my ‘fine ass’”

You: “you know what? I think I’m gonna pull a Jack and commit suicide, goodbye”

Xiaojun: “ah, ah, ah, you said like, which is… present tense”

You: “semantics”

Xiaojun: “but did you like me at some point?”

You: “does it matter?”

Xiaojun: “yeah, it kind of does”

Xiaojun: “bc even tho we bicker, it’s, like, our thing”

Xiaojun: “plus, you’re kind of cute when you’re threatening to rip off my eyebrows”

You: “I did what?”

Xiaojun: “it’s no different from how you treat me now”

You: “I thought it’s because you don’t like me”

he just kind of shrugs, rubbing his neck rather sheepishly

Xiaojun: “you’ve seen my friends; arguing is our way of showing our affections”

You: “so, you’re saying this is your way of telling me you like me?”

Xiaojun: “I mean………“

Xiaojun: “are you saying you like me?”

You: “are you saying you like me?”

*cue another argument about who likes who*

eventually, he found a way to shut you up

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

cut to Lucas and Sicheng coming back from the gym to you and Xiaojun making out on the couch

Lucas: “NASTY”

Sicheng: “what did we…. miss?”

Ten somewhere: I fucking called it.

anyways

you both decided to date that day

and you two still bicker an insane amount, which includes you nitpicking Xiaojun’s tastes to Xiaojun refusing to delete those videos of you under the laughing gas despite your threats

but, the only difference is, your arguments can end with a kiss

and it always freaks out the guys whenever you do

Donghyuk: “I’m too young to be seeing this monstrosity”

Mark: “ngl, this is nice for them—they’ve stopped arguing”

YangYang: “I weirdly prefer them arguing over them with those sappy eyes tho”

You: “we can hear you”

Chenle: “but when have we ever cared?”

You: “I’m gonna beat your ‘01 liner ass istg—”

Xiaojun: “calm”

oh, you know what’s fun about your relationship?

you two can’t agree on some stuff right?

so whenever you have to decide something, say a movie or dinner, you two just heads-or-tails it

(there’s also this cute app where you put your options on a wheel and let that decide—the amount of times you’ve used that on your dates…… anyways)

most of the time, on these dates, you seem more like an old married couple and it’s super cute

it’s bc you’re already used to your worse sides coming out—the really petty ones, the screaming ones, the ugly ones

ofc these aren’t from serious arguments that occur

(remember folks, it isn’t healthy for you and your partner to always be fighting)

but when serious arguments do occur, you both take time to sit down and talk face-to-face

it’s hard to get into actual arguments with him, especially since he really is understanding and tries to pay attention to the smaller details

Xiaojun: “I like learning more about you”

You: “you can’t just say that kind of shit to me”

like, yeah, he’ll debate with you all night about why he needs to read the words of his book out loud but, by the end of the day, you’ll lay your head in his lap and listen to his voice as you fall asleep

speaking of which, you love listening to him sing to you

he gets a bit embarrassed sometimes about it, but seeing you smile so brightly at him makes him forget about it

because even tho you two bicker about little things, in the end, it just makes you two laugh at one another and how ridiculous you’re being

I almost forgot, so Ten thinks of him pairing you two off right?

so, whenever he does something annoying to either of you, he’ll constantly bring it up

Ten: “I guess this is how you two treat me, your personal cupid—”

Xiaojun: “yes, yes, we are grateful for you”

You: “but it would be nice if you would stop making those annoying sounds”

Ten: “what annoying sounds?”

YangYang: “that’s just you talking”

okay, no, but yeah—the nct boys are glad this rivalry is over because it was really just…. stupid to the core

but also bc you two look super sweet together and seeing you two making each other happy rather than annoyed is adorable

but just bc you two got together doesn’t mean the pettiness isn’t still there

You: “what type of freak sleeps with their eyes opened?”

Xiaojun: “I’m sleeping next to you, of course I need to keep both eyes open”

You: “RUDE”

Xiaojun: “and yet here we are”

You: “son of a bitch”

Xiaojun: “YOUR son of a bitch”

You: “eh, I’ll take it”

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