#I almost forgot to post this tonight but I remembered in time yay!

[indigoideas]

There's not enough goldenlight fics in the world, so here's this snippet for WIP Wednesday:

Hunter sits on the edge of the couch, not quite sure what to do. He's living here now, he guesses. Should he be doing something useful? Where is he going to sleep? 

Luz sits next to him, the cushion dipping slightly beneath her weight. There's a bandaid over the scratch on her cheek now, and she's changed out of her singed clothes. 

"How are you doing?" she asks, still concerned for other people when she's the one who's hurt. 

"I'm fine," Hunter says. "A little nervous about living here and Belos coming after us, but fine. How are you?" 

Luz leans into him. "Tired." 

Hunter hesitates. What should he do? She's so soft and warm and her eyes are starting to close and why is she leaning on him this is weird. It is weird, right? Or is he the weird one to not be expecting this? 

Luz's head drops onto his shoulder. The ends of her hair tickle his neck. 

Luz's eyes open and she glances sideways up at him. Hunter's cheeks warm. She caught him staring. 

But she only smiles sleepily at him and closes her eyes again. 

Slowly, carefully, Hunter puts his arm around her. It's. Probably okay. And it'll make sure she doesn't fall over as she relaxes more. 

She's so warm. 

— 

Hunter blinks. The room is bright now, sunlight streaming in through the window, he's warm and not fully awake yet, and the Owl Lady is frozen mid-tiptoe in the middle of the room. She puts one finger across her lips in the shhh sign, then gestures to the couch next to Hunter. 

Hunter can't turn his head because there's something fuzzy in the way, so he lifts his head enough to look down. Luz is there, her head resting on his shoulder– oh, the fuzzy thing is her head. Her hair is soft. 

Her arms are wrapped around his waist, hugging him like a teddy bear. There's no way she can actually be comfortable like that, right? Her legs are pulled up onto the couch, her knees are resting on his thigh, her arms are wrapped around his waist, and her head is on his shoulder. 

His arm is wrapped around her, too, as it turns out. And he's leaning into her. He's really comfortable, actually. How is this comfortable? It makes no sense. 

#the fic this is part of was more or less canon compliant when I wrote this bit but I'm pretty sure it isn't anymore #oh well #Hunter #Luz #goldenlight #huntceda #goldenluz #luzter #lunter #toh #the owl house #fanfiction #indigo writes #snippets #wip wednesday #indigo posts #I almost forgot to post this tonight but I remembered in time yay!

[squishymochisoo]

the ghost, my past lover || seo changbin (ft. kim seungmin)

genre: angst

pairing: seo changbin x reader, kim seungmin x reader

words: 2.2 k

synopsis: the boy you once loved was gone. but why did you still see him around? you blocked everyone out of your life and surrounded your heart with an iron wall. how on earth did seo changbin manage to break through those walls?

trigger warnings: death

a/n: happy birthday to me (in a few hours)! as my birthday treat to myself, i decided to post something! enjoy! and let me know what you think about it!

i hate that i can’t seem to forget you.

i hate that you’re a part of my psyche.

why did it have to be this way? “y/n, clean up after yourself please” seungmin sighed from across the room as he saw you slouch against your bed frame laughing at some drama you were watching. seungmin scrunched his nose as he saw your different pair of socks littered all over the floor of your room. for the past 5 years, he has watched you hide yourself away, closing every door that has opened up for you. five years it’s been five years since his passing it’s been five years since seungmin’s passing you had pushed so many people away in the past five years and build up a wall that separated you and world. seungmin could tell you felt reluctant to start anew. he knew you felt as though you didn’t deserve happiness, especially if seungmin wasn’t there by your side. he knew you felt as though his passing was your fault. as though your loneliness was your punishment for someone you lost. did you think that your own happiness would bring yourself further guilt? maybe you felt that you would forget him and your past if you found your happiness once again. as you watched your drama, you slightly casted your eyes to the corner of the room, wondering what the figure was doing just standing there. even after years since his passing, you still see him around. 

at first you were afraid. but after a year, it felt as though the presence was really truly him, the boy you once loved. sometimes you could feel his burning stare on your back as you cleaned the house or as you trudge back into bed after a long day at work. 

when you first saw him a week, days after his passing, you thought it was just the lack of sleep from those sleepless nights you lay in your now empty bed. as those days of seeing him around became weeks, you thought it was just the devil playing tricks with you. 

but when you catch a glance on his face whenever you cried, a part of you knew it was your seungmin. 

although you knew, the boy you loved and lost was with you all throughout these years, you never approached him or signalled to him that you knew of his existence.

whenever you wanted to speak to him, whenever you felt like you needed him. a part of you just couldn’t. you missed him so much. but he was supposed to be gone. why has he been walking around your house and talking to you for the past five years? 

was it guilt? was it sadness? were you just trying to punish yourself that you got out of the mess unharmed but the consequences that came afterwards left a scar on your heart? 

some days seungmin trails behind you and nags at you for not cleaning up your apartment. or for ordering in instead of cooking at home. but what hurts most is when he mentions your friends. “seriously babe, you’ve got to talk to jisung, jinnie and lix. you can’t just cut off contact with our friends. they are so worried about you. go talk to them, do this for me please” he pleaded. do this for me.

those words stung your heart. you couldn’t blame him, he didn’t even know you could hear him. but sometimes you would hear him talk about his dreams that he wanted to achieve, what he wanted to do when he was still here. you felt guilty as if he was also putting the blame on you. you knew he would never blame you for what had happened, but a small doubt did live in your mind. ~ “get ready you’re going out!” jisung screamed through the phone. no matter your efforts to cut off ties, the boys never gave up … surprisingly. “no thanks, my boss wants a lot of paperwork done by monday.” 

“so? it’s friday. you have another two days to complete it. please boo, it’s my birthday today!” jisung whined through the phone. 

“fine.” you reluctantly agreed as you saw seungmin’s figure sitting at your desk swing his legs happily at your answer.

“yay! wear something nice!” he shouted as he hung up the phone. ~ “y/n! come here quick!” jisung gestured you over as he held a drink in his hand. you looked at the people around the table only to find that you only knew felix, hyunjin and jisung. you stared at the three other men confused. 

“okay! this is changbin, minho and chan! now that you know each other let’s drink!” jisung laughed as he downed a shot.

 “hi” you laughed awkwardly and sat yourself next to hyunjin. 

“felix told me you work as a reporter?” the one called changbin asked from your left. you smiled and nodded.

“yeah i usually report social issues. you?”

“oh, i work with children as a psychologist.” you eyes widened, not expecting his answer.

“wait, how do you know jisung?” confusion evident in your eyes that someone like jisung are friends with psychologists. not that jisung was not capable of doing so or anything. 

“i took music production as an elective in uni and met him” changbin laughed, understanding your confusion. 

~

you and changbin watched from the booth as the other boys danced their heart out. as much as  you hated the club, it was the twins birthday party after all. 

“you sure you don’t want to dance?” changbin asked gesturing to felix and jisung whooping while dancing. 

“maybe some other time then”

 “you know, you shouldn’t suppress yourself from happiness you know” changbin muttered from the side. you weren’t sure if you were meant to hear it or not. you turned to him, your eyebrows raised as if questioning his statement. 

“i didn’t mean it in a very harsh way, it’s just – just – occupational habit, that’s all” 

“it’s fine” you waved off. 

“i’m sure the twins and jin would have told you about my … situation. seeing as minho and chan were very careful when talking about jisung finding his true love tonight. but it’s been five years you can talk about it.” 

“well… if it’s really fine, i’d like to help you out. i’ll help you to try to stop you from suppressing your emotions and desires.”

“yeah, i really can’t afford a psychologist right now.” you let out a small laugh, although thankful for his kindness. changbin shook his head instantly.

“i’m not doing it as a psychologist but as a friend.” changbin pouted and gave you puppy dog eyes that made you reluctantly agree.

 “okay it’s settled! now what drink would you like?” changbin asked as he stood up. you kept quiet pondering if you should be drinking. 

 “y/n, you haven’t had the mojito here in so long. wasn’t it your favourite?” you could hear seungmin ask from beside you.

oh right. 

you almost forgot that seungmin has been there beside you this whole time.  

“i’ll get you a mojito then” changbin voiced, breaking your train of thoughts. the look of surprise on your face, made him laugh as he walked away. 

how did he know what’s what you wanted? 

~ 

“where are we going?” as asked changbin as you entered the car. 

“amusement park!” your face felt at the answer.

“oh”

“oh my god changbin no. y/n hasn’t been to an amusement park since i was gone and that’s where i you know – “  

you could hear seungmin question changbin from the backseat, nagging and scolding changbin for making such a decision. 

“take y/n ice skating! they love ice skating”  

“oh how about ice skating?” changbin asked you. 

your eyes widened in disbelief. 

can changbin see seungmin? was that possible? seungmin was not part of your imagination?  or did he find out about your hobbies through jisung?

“oh my god can you actually hear me?” seungmin exclaimed. 

“y/n likes any type of bread and cakes you can find. they really like rice not noodles. when they need cheering up just bring them to a karaoke room to sing their hearts out. y/n hates liars and despises lizards. they suck at cooking and can only make scrambled eggs.” you heard seungmin went off tangent on your likes and dislikes.  

you couldn’t help but let out a sad smile. he still remembered all those things about you.  

~

“that’s not fair!” you whined as you pointed to minho and hyunjin. the 7 of you crowded around your living room.

“stop giving minho money, hyunjin! he’s supposed to be bankrupt by now.” minho stuck out his tongue at you. 

monopoly games with the boys are always … intense. 

they never tried to hide the fact that there were cheating which frustrated you more as you tried to play fairly. 

you rolled the dice and gasp when your thimble landed on minho’s park lane with a hotel.

“i can’t afford to pay that!” you glanced at your money pile. as minho celebrated your loss, changbin piped in.

“i’ll pay for y/n!” you felt your ears heating up at the comment.

“ooooooohhhhhh, what a man!” jisung swooned from the side causing you to roll your eyes. 

“ you can’t do that, it’s against the rules!” hyunjin added. 

“ and since when have you played by the book?” chan laughed from the sofa watching the game. 

hyunjin huffed and pouted causing you and changbin to break out into laughs. 

it’s been about three months since you met the three boys and they have been a handful. changbin kept his promise and helped you out whenever you tried to suppress your emotions and desires and it a weird way it worked.  

~

‘no i need to know’ 

you thought as you paced back and forth in front of changbin’s office door before entering. 

“changbin.” you approached the man sitting at his desk in his office.

“i need to ask you a question. and please answer it truthfully. don’t deflect it and please don’t judge me.” you begged. 

“w-what’s going on?” changbin asked nervously unsure what you were going to ask. 

you pointed to his couch in his office. 

changbin following the direction of your finger. 

“do you see him?”

“what?” 

“what?”

both changbin and seungmin voiced at the same time. your lips quivered as you took in a breath.

“it’s too big of a coincidence that every time he talks about what i like, what i hate, my drink preference, my subway order and to even my dreams. you seem to echo what he says.”  

“y/n –”

“at first i thought jisung had told you everything about me. but there were things that even jisung couldn’t have known. from my first pet to my family?” 

you heard seungmin take in a deep breath. 

“ y-you could see me?” tears collect at your eyes as you heard his broken voice. 

“how did you know about ice skating and how did you know that i couldn’t go to amusement parks anymore, not after the accident.”

“why didn’t you tell me? why didn’t you tell me you could see me?” seungmin screamed out. 

more tears fell from your eyes are you looked at seungmin. 

“i couldn’t. not after what happened. i just couldn’t face you. it was my fault.”

“how was it your fault? it was nobody’s fault! i died due to my own negligence.” 

 you shook your head violently as you sobbed.

“i- if i didn’t force you on that roller coaster ride. n-none of this would have happened” you hiccuped.

“y/n, i didn’t tell you about my heart condition. you’re not to blame. please stop blaming yourself. you’re getting better and happier thanks to changbin hyung. please to this for me” 

 please do this for me 

you cried out and your breath quickened. you fell to your knees as you tried to gasp for air. 

“y/n, listen to me and take deep breaths” changbin held your shoulders.

 “deep breaths, “

“i didn’t know you could see him too, he told me a bit more about you and what happened. i couldn’t tell you because how absurd would that have sounded?”  

you nodded, understanding where changbin was coming from, tears still spilling from your face. 

“seungmin,” you started as you turned towards where you saw him last. only to find that he was gone. 

“seungmin!” you cried out looking for him around the room. 

~

 seungmin.

 the boy you once loved.  

the boy you never saw again. 

it was at that turning point , where you got better exponentially. changbin helped you moved on and sealed the scars that was once left on your heart.  

sometimes you felt like you weren’t ready to find love yet. a part of you still thinking you deserved this punishment, that part of you stopping yourself before your heart could skip a beat. 

 although… your cheeks heating up or your heat beating slightly faster whenever you saw changbin might prove you wrong.  

you deserved to feel loved. 

you deserved to be happy. 

although seungmin was the boy you once loved. 

changbin might just be the boy you love.

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hope you enjoyed this short fic! i wrote it quite quickly so forgive me for any grammar errors whatsoever.

also leave a comment or anon me about what you think of it! your critiques /comments do make my day!

#stray kids #stray kids scenarios #skz scenarios #skz #stray kids fic #seo changbin #kim seungmin #stray kids angst #stray kids x reader #changbin x reader #seungmin x reader #stray kids imagines

[whipped-for-kpop-fics]

Together

My first Halloween request! yay! find the request post; here

Thank you for the request @suhdays​, you’re the best, I hope you like it  🥺Request; “ twinning Halloween costumes with yoongi (but it’s like something dorky, like a stapler idk alsjs) and they go to a party where everyone is like “it’s that couple again” and it’s cute and fluffy !! ”

Min Yoongi x reader Genre; Fluff, guess lil humour too because I like the funnies Warnings; Adult language and topics otherwise none Word count; 2.3k

Summary; For the first time in five years, you leave the important task of buying your couple costume to your boyfriend. This is how he turns his mistake into something you’ll always remember

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It's that time of year again; Halloween and for the first time in your life, you were not ready. You had recently started your own business so your whole life was pretty much full of meetings and interviews and paperwork and spoopy season was at the bottom of your list of priorities. Which is why you left the Halloween prep entirely to Yoongi. Admittedly, you were pretty worried at first and reluctant to allow your boyfriend to take the responsibility of the holiday into his own hands, not because you don't trust him as that's not true at all, you've always trusted Yoongi with everything in you but the fact is; Min Yoongi has always been the type to cheat his way through things that don't have his full attention and Halloween definitely fell under that category. But, the man pulled through and had the house, both interior and exterior decorated a week into October (a week later than you yourself would've had it done but that's beside the point) and had stocked up on sweets for both yourselves and the trick or treaters. So, Yoongi did well in that respect but clearly, one of the most important aspects of celebrating Halloween went straight over his head until the very last moment.

"Yoongi, what...what is this?" You questioned prodding at the plastic packaging in your hands.

"Our costumes." Was his answer from where he stood in your bedroom doorway, shuffling his weight from foot to foot knowing that you were not impressed with him.

"This isn't what we agreed on,"

"Yeah well..." He trailed off not quite knowing what to say to defend his lack of foresight in the costume buying department.

"You forgot and got these on the way home, didn't you?" Just like that, his body slumped and his lips pursed into the pout you knew meant he was going to try and cutely whine his way out of his own problem. And you hated that pout because it was so hard to say no to.

"I meant to order the other ones but kept forgetting and when I remembered I couldn't find them anywhere so I was going to make them but didn't have the time; I have the supplies under the bed so you can't say I wasn't going to! Then next thing I knew Jin caught me on the way out of work to do his yearly speech of him and Joon are going to beat us at the couple costume competition tonight and yeah...it was between those or sexy plug and socket and honestly I would rather just go in normal clothes and give hyung the prize myself than make either of us wear that sorry excuse for a costume." He was off on a rant by that point, eyebrows scrunched together and lips even poutier and so adorable you couldn't resist. Yoongi was too busy in his speech on sexy electrical costumes to even notice that you were closer until your lips were on his ceasing his spiel.

"Why are you so cute, huh?" You cooed upon pulling back far enough to look into his surprised gaze.

"Uh, not the response I expected." Was his response, earning a giggle from you. "So uhm yeah, it's still a couple costume." He murmured a little distractedly as he placed his hand over the two packaged outfits in your hand. "I'll be this one and you that."

"Okay fine, we can still win with this, right?"

"Yeah, Jin-hyung always chooses either some obscure anime characters or a pun that no-one understands, for him and Joonie."

"We got this."

*

When you arrived at the party hand in hand with Yoongi you saw Seokjin and Namjoon across the garden dressed as...something...honestly you couldn't even make a vaguely intelligent guess at what exactly the couple were supposed to me; something with beads and an obnoxious amount of purple feathers. Even though you had expected pretty much exactly that from Seokjin you still felt yourself relax the tiny amount of tension in your shoulders from the thought of not taking home the prize as you and Yoongi had for the past four years since Hoseok started hosting the annual party.

"Are you a stapler and stack of paper?" Jimin questioned as the pair of you approached the drink table where the pink-haired fairy was hanging around to talk to people; Jimin was always seen at the drinks table even if he wasn't drinking purely because he knew people would always be coming and going so he had plenty of chances to make new friends and charm the fishnet stockings off of someone for the night.

"Yes," You confirmed, not really wanting to elaborate and instead focused on pouring drinks out for you and your stack of paper partner.

"Not that you're not cute or anything because you two are the cutest couple and always will be, I voted for you before you even arrived; but like, why? Your costumes are usually really...not this."

"Because she holds me together," Yoongi replied easily as if it had always been the genuine reason for you to be the stapler to his paper that evening, not his incredible ability to forget the one thing you planned literally months ahead of time.

"That was cute, now I want to vote for you." You looked over your shoulder to find Namjoon waiting with the two men behind you, two empty plastic cups in his hands so you held your hands out in a silent offer that he accepted wit a smile. "Don't tell Jin I said that though, he'll do something petty to get back at me and I love him and all but I do not want to not get my dick sucked just because I assisted the enemy."

"Hyung is so dramatic," Jimin giggled. "I love it."

"Mm, try getting vaguely threatening messages from him for the past month in an attempt at getting us to throw the competition." Yoongi snorted.

"Ah, that's why he stopped messaging me, he found out you had to buy them!" You realised with a laugh and capped the bottle in your hand so that you could return Namjoon's then full cups to him then gather your own while Yoongi picked up his with a gentle kiss to your jaw in passing.

"He takes this way too seriously."

"What exactly are you two even supposed to be?" Jimin enquired, tilting his head curiously as he eyed the feathered male from head to toe then back again.

"I have no fucking idea." Namjoon deadpanned before nodding to the three of you and turning to return to his partner's side.

"Poor Joonie," Jimin hummed before giggling which you and Yoongi quickly joined in with. Namjoon dealt with a lot from his boyfriend and his eccentric and shameless ways but they were such a perfect match that you knew Namjoon would never even attempt to change a single thing about Seokjin. They were cute- you could admit that-, even if their Halloween costumes always sucked.

"We should go get our picture taken for the vote table," Yoongi pointed out.

"Most people here already know who you two are," Jimin laughed but you and Yoongi were already heading across the garden to the table beside the temporary stage at the bottom of the garden.

"Just in time!" Jeongguk beamed from where he was perched on his comfortable lawn chair beside the table, camera hanging around his neck ready to take portraits against the spooky backdrop just to the side for whoever wanted the service, for a fee of course. "It's almost time to close the sign up for the competitions," He got to his feet and got into position while you and Yoongi stood ready for your photo to be taken by the cape clad male; vampire again and the only reason Jeongguk had that costume in the first place was that Hoseok said he couldn't work at his party if he didn't dress up. Though the way the seams across his biceps stretched in protest you guessed Jeongguk would have to finally buy a new costume for the following year or quit the gym.

"Many people this year?" You asked once your photos were taken and the best one was being sent to the portable printer on the table to pin on the board showcasing the contestants.

"Not really for the couple one, everyone knows you two win so the only person that really tries to beat you is Jin-hyung. But the individual comp has a lot of entries. Mostly girls hoping to win a date with Hoseokie-hyung." Jeongguk informed with a giggle while pinning your photo on the couples competition board.

"Wait, what?" Yoongi replied. "Hobi is putting himself up as grand prize?"

"Didn't you see the poll he made on Twitter last week? He added a date with him as a joke but it won so he stuck with it. There's also the usual gift hamper prize too so the winner can pick what they'd prefer."

"I hope someone nice wins and Hoseokie gets a kind girlfriend out of it." You commented and they both hummed in agreement.

"Gukkie! Picture please!" Someone you couldn't recall the name of but were certain had been at Jeongguk's birthday party called so you and Yoongi left the photographer to his work and went off to mingle and talk to friends and strangers alike.

*

At midnight Hoseok got up on stage to announce the competition winners. To his own surprise, Taehyung won the individual competition; he hadn't even applied but from the way Jeongguk was hollering from the side you deduced the vampire had pinned his best friend's picture up all the same. It was a good costume; Taehyung was Van Gogh's ghost and had spent the night flitting around with body paints in his hands painting tributes to his favourite artist on the skin of whoever would let him. You yourself had the most famous starry night on your neck and Yoongi was too ticklish to allow the brushes near his sensitive skin.

"Congrats Tae!" Hoseok cooed, pushing back the crown that was slipping down his head yet again so that he could beam at Taehyung as the younger stepped up to collect his prize. "Come get the hamper before you leave tomorrow, yeah?"

"What if I want the date?" He challenged. The crowd "ooh"ed. Hoseok flailed.

"Did not take that into consideration," Yoongi admitted lowly by your side.

"Me either. Has Seok ever been into guys?"

"No, well, not that he's told me,"

"Do you think he could be?"

"I mean, it's Tae, I think everyone's at least a little gay for Tae."

"We know you are." You sniggered and he whined. "What? It's cute."

"Will you ever let me live that down? It was before we even met, babe."

"I can never forget that, babe."

Your teasing bickering distracted from the spectacle on stage long enough for Taehyung to leave with a promise from the host to talk later. Hoseok had even moved onto the couple's competition. That man sure worked fast when he wanted to remove the focus from his flushed features.

"Oh, no surprise here, Y/N and Yoongi!" He called into the microphone causing you both to look forward to the stage with wide eyes having been caught off guard. "Come on you two!" So you both waddled up onto the stage and accepted the winner badges Hoseok pinned to your costumes. "You know what to do about your prize," He joked waving you both off.

"What if we want a date with you too, huh?" You cooed. Hoseok yelled while you skittered off stage after Yoongi who could only smile fondly at your antics.

"Hey! Don't try and steal my date!" Taehyung exclaimed from beside the stage making you laugh before you fell into conversation with him and gained another masterpiece on your skin; this time on the back of your hand.

3 am the next morning you flopped into bed beside Yoongi, both freshly clean of the night's sweat and body paints. "I swear we get home later every year," Yoongi grumbled, already closing his eyes ready to greet sleep with open arms.

"That's because every year he comes up with new games to play and neither of us can so no to that shithead and he knows it." You yawned, head resting on his shoulder and leg laying over his own. He hummed in agreement. "What you said earlier to Jimin about our costumes, was that some of your spur of the moment bullshit or did you think of it when you picked them?"

"Hm? What did I say?"

"That I was the stapler and you paper because I hold you together."

"Oh, yeah, that. It's the truth, you do hold me together, always have. I don't want to even think about the mess I'd be right now if I never met you."

"Huh, maybe next year I should be superglue," You joked tilting your head to grin up at him. He felt your movement so opened his eyes to meet your gaze with a soft smile.

"And I'll be the broken toy that only you have the strength to fix."

"You're not broken."

"Not anymore, you fixed me." You lifted up just enough to press a soft, loving kiss to his lips.

"We did it together; like we do everything else. And we'll keep working like this for a long time, okay?"

"You and me together forever. Cliche but I can live with that."

"Let's get some sleep, I have a feeling we'll have Seok around tomorrow panicking that he agreed to go on a date tonight with Taehyung."

"Ugh, can't I not be here for that?" He groaned rolling over to wrap his limbs around you and bury his face into your neck making you giggle at the cute actions.

"No, we literally just talked about this, Yoonie."

"Mm," He inhaled your clean soft scent deeply before exhaling and leaning back to look at you. "Together?"

"Forever."

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[merinnan]

Thank you for the tag, @jockvillagersonly! I would love to talk with you more, but I am notoriously bad at keeping conversations going because I get awkward and don’t know what to say, and then being way too embarrassed to start a new one when I was almost certainly the one who let the previous one die. So I am really sorry about that - I do like talking, I’m just bad at it!

last song listened to: 雨人, the Liu Sang song from the Chongqi/Reboot/Reunion OST. I have the CD in my car, so I listen to the whole thing a lot - I really like most of the songs on there, but this is one of my favourites.

last movie watched: I...cannot actually remember. I tend to watch shows more than movies - the last show I watched was the latest episode of Falcon and the Winter Soldier. I do have a couple of movies on my to-watch list (Yin-Yang Master and the Sha Hai side-movie with Liu Sang), but god knows when I’ll actually get around to watching them.

currently reading: I’m finishing off Tian Ya Ke now that the translation is done, and am a few chapters into A Court of Silver Flames (which I’ve had sitting on my desk since, like, three days after it came out, and just lacked the time and/or spoons to actually read)

currently craving: Sleep. I forgot I had a Saturday morning class for a short course I’m doing, and stayed up waaaaaaay too late. I think I got about 4 hours sleep.

current project: Does audit hell count as a project? It ran way over the time it was supposed to, and the next stage of the process is due to start in about a week. Yay.

I’m designing cross-stitch patterns for the CFBB, but am behind on finalising them because of said audit hell 😞

In the middle of some frantic study and revision for the Chinese exam I have on Tuesday. After missing the past three weeks’ of classes because of, you guessed it, audit hell.

And for the most fun and least stressful, my current fic projects! Just finishing off the editing for the SFBB fic, which will be posted in April. We’re still working on Path to Paradise, and finished writing chapter 10 earlier tonight. And I’m kicking around a few ideas for the Liu Sang week, and hope to start working on some of them soon.

current mood: Tired.

current wish: For a break. Dear god, do I need a break. I feel like I could spend a week just doing nothing but sleeping.

currently learning: Chinese, car maintenance, and re-learning how to use my loom now that I’ve installed an extension kit on it.

something that makes you proud: Fiancee and the work she’s been doing writing for a couple of RPG lines (both mechanics and tie-in fiction), and some anthologies. First anthology just got published, and I am really looking forward to our copies arriving so I can show off her name in print 😊

tagging: I’m not sure who has and hasn’t been tagged by this stage, so if you would like to do this, please consider yourself tagged!

[kpopscenariowish]

GOT7 Reaction When He Realizes He Forgot Your Birthday? (as best friends)

A/N: This is another old request that I am finally posting! I hope the person who requested is still here 😅

Jinyoung

It was the day after your birthday and you had yet to hear from your best friend Jinyoung. You were sitting at home in your living room debating if you should text him to see what he was doing. It was just strange of him to not wish you a happy birthday. As you contemplated this, you heard a knock at your front door. Without checking who it was you opened the door. There stood Jinyoung holding a box. He looked slightly flustered as he greeted you.

"Hey y/n. I know I'm a day late, but happy birthday. I'm really sorry I forgot yesterday," Jinyoung apologized sheepishly as he held out the box for you. You took the box from him and gestured for him to come inside with you. You set the box down on the kitchen table and turned to Jinyoung.

"Its okay, I just thought it was strange you didn’t even message me yesterday," you said your eyes downcast.

"I know," Jinyoung sighed. "There has just been a lot going on lately. But to make it up to you I brought you that," Jinyoung pointed to the box on the table. You opened the box to see a delicious looking chocolate cake decorated with strawberries. Your favourite.

"You bought me a cake?" You asked.

"No, I made that," Jinyoung grinned at you. "You're the only person I will make a cake for."

You smiled back at him and went to get some plates and forks so you could eat the cake together.

Jackson

You awoke to the sound of someone banging on your front door and calling your name.

"Y/N!"

You were confused for a minute until you recognized the voice as Jackson's. You sighed as you climbed out of bed and went to open the door still in your pajamas. You swung open the door with a scowl.

"Do you have any idea what time it?" You said narrowing your eyes at him.

"Time for you to forgive your best friend for forgetting your birthday yesterday?" Jackson said giving you his best puppy eyes. You noticed he had a bag in his hand and he held it out to you.

"What's this?" You asked.

"Your birthday present! I had to bring it to you right away!" Jackson exclaimed.

"It's six o'clock in the morning Jackson! You couldn't have waited until like 10 or something normal?"

"Normal is not my style," Jackson grinned at you.

"Ugh, fine come in. Since you have to be so extra with your apologies," you gestured for him to follow you inside. Jackson was about to follow you inside, but paused for a moment as he eyed you up and down.

"Hey, y/n... you know you're still wearing pajamas, right?" Jackson said pointing at your clothes giggling. You sighed exasperated and grabbed the gift from him and closed the door in his face.

"Hey! Wait! Y/n I'm sorry! Please let me in!" Jackson yelled from the other side of the door.

Jaebum

You were having your birthday party at your house. Everything was going great until you realized you hadn't seen your best friend yet. You decided to text to him to see if he was on his way.

Jaebum, where are you?

Your messaged went unanswered for almost the whole party and Jaebum never showed up. It was getting late and most of your friends had started to head home. Just after you had finished saying goodbye to your last guests you heard a frantic knock at the door. 

Maybe they forgot something here? You thought to yourself going to answer the door. To your surprise, Jaebum was standing outside your door and slightly out of breath. He looked like he ran all the way to your house from his place.

"Jaebum? Are you okay?" You asked concerned.

"Y/n! I'm so sorry! I thought your party was tomorrow night," Jaebum apologized.

"Its okay... at least you made it hear," you joked. "But everyone else has already left."

Jaebum looked around and saw there indeed was no one else there.

"Oh, hmm... this is awkward," he said scratching the back of his head.

"I mean we can still hang out if you want. Since you came all the way over here," you smiled at him. Jaebum smiled back at you and nodded as he followed you inside.

Mark

It was your birthday and your friends had thrown you a surprise party. You were very happy as everyone you loved was there to celebrate with you. Well except for one person. You had yet to see your best friend Mark.

"Hey, is Mark here?" You asked your friend Jackson.

"Actually, I haven’t seen him. We told him we were having a surprise party, but he wasn’t here when we were all hiding waiting for you. I just assumed he was late," Jackson replied.

"Oh, that's weird. Come to think of it, he never messaged me happy birthday either," you frowned.

"Really? That's not like Mark at all," Jackson began to look worried.

"I'm going to call him," you said pulling your phone out of your pocket. Jackson nodded as one of your other friends came up and started talking to him. You dialed Mark's number and waited as it rang. You chewed your bottom lip worrying. What if something happened to him?

"Hello?" Mark answered.

"Mark! Where are you?" You questioned.

"Umm... at home?" Mark replied confused.

"At home?" You repeated confused now.

"Yeah... hey what's that noise in the background are you at a party- oh shit! Your surprise party! It's your birthday today," Mark exclaimed.

"Yeah it is," you replied.

"Y/n, I'm sorry I don’t know what I was thinking. It completely slipped my mind! I'm a horrible friend. Look I'll be there soon," Mark said and you could hear rustling on the other end of the phone.

"Its okay Mark, I was just worried something happened to you on your way here or something," you sighed.

"I'm going to get ready I'll be there as soon as possible. I'm sorry again y/n."

You and Mark said your goodbyes and you went back to the party with the rest of your friends waiting for him to show up. You were a bit mad that he forgot your birthday party, but at the same time just grateful he was okay.

About an hour later Mark finally showed up to the party.

"Y/n!" Mark called.You smiled at him as he made his way over to you. When he reached you he wrapped his arms around you in a big hug.

"Happy birthday!"

Bam Bam

You were awoken by the sound of your phone ringing. What time is it? You thought sitting up in bed groggily and reaching for your phone. The time read 12:01 AM and the name Bam Bam flashed across your phone screen.

Oh so now he calls.

It had been your birthday and you had not heard from your best friend Bam Bam all day. You debated not answering and just going back to sleep but you didn’t want to be petty. You were a bit annoyed, but Bam Bam was your closest friend.

"Hello?" You finally decided to answer.

"Y/N! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I’M NOT TOO LATE AM I?" Bam Bam screeched into the phone and you winced pulling it away from your ear.

"Well, it’s 12:01 AM so yeah you kind of are," you grumbled.

"Aww y/n, please don’t hate me! I was at work until 10 and just forgot! I'm so sorry!" Bam Bam pleaded with you.

"I accept your apology, but you owe me!" You replied.

"I'll take you out anywhere you want to eat for your birthday!" Bam Bam offered.

"Deal, you already know where I want to go and I'm ordering the most expensive thing on the menu," you joked knowing Bam Bam knew your favourite restaurant which wasn’t particularly expensive.

"Deal! I'll see you tomorrow! HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N, LOVE YOUUU," Bam Bam yelled into the phone before you hung up.

Yugyeom

As you were getting ready for your birthday party your phone rang. You put down the make up brush you were using and picked up your phone.

"Hey Yugyeom! What’s up?" You said as you answered your phone.

"Hey y/n! Do you want to hang out later? There’s this new arcade place I want to go to!" Yugyeom exclaimed excited.

"Um... Yugyeom we already are hanging out later?" You replied confused. Had he forgotten it was your birthday?

"Oh really? I don't remember planning anything for today?" Yugyeom said confused.

"Did you forget about the party?"

"Party? What party?" Yugyeom asked and paused for a moment. "Oh, wait! Your birthday is today! Happy birthday! I feel dumb now for not remembering. I'll see you tonight at the party!"

You laughed, "Yeah I'll see you later. Don’t forget again!" You pretended to scold him. 

“I won’t! Promise! I’ll see you later with your birthday present!”

Youngjae

It was the day after your birthday and you had still yet to hear from your best friend Youngjae. Did I do something to make him mad at me? You pouted wondering why he never called to wish you a happy birthday. You actually had not heard from him at all in a couple days.Suddenly your phone went off as you received a text message. You opened your phone to read it and saw it was from Youngjae.

Hey, y/n. Sorry I haven’t talked to you lately. I've just been really busy with this new project for work. 😭

Too busy to even wish me a happy birthday? You replied back. After a minute your phone began to ring and Youngjae’s name flashed across the screen.

You answered it sighing, "Hi, Youngjae."

"Y/N! I'm so sorry! I completely forgot it was your birthday yesterday!"

"I was wondering why you never called. I thought you were mad at me. How could you forget my birthday? I thought we were best friends," you said pouting.

"What? We are! I've just been so busy! I'll make it up to you I promise," Youngjae pleaded.

"Hmm... how exactly will you make it up to me?" You questioned.

"I have the day off tomorrow! I'll take you out for birthday! Anywhere you want to go." You thought about it for a moment. Where to make him take you? Suddenly the perfect idea popped into your head.

"I want to go to the amusement park and go on ALL the rides," you replied smirking to yourself. You knew Youngjae was not the biggest fan of roller coasters and this would get back at him for forgetting your birthday. Youngjae sighed into the phone.

"Fine I'll take you and go on all the rides with you as long as you forgive me."

"Yay! Pick me up tomorrow morning at 10! Don’t forget!" You teased.

Youngjae laughed. "Yes, y/n I'll remember. See you tomorrow. And happy belated birthday."

#got7 #got7 reactions #got7 scenarios #got7 yugyeom #got7 jinyoung #got7 mark #got7 youngjae #got7 jackson #got7 jaebum #got7 bambam

[sometimeswritingsometimesdying]

indiana jones AU because i re-watched one of the movies tonight and i have a lot of feelings

okay. so. this is long so i’m not even gonna finish this tonight okay.

Logan as Indiana Jones so,,, Logan Jones (”Logan is my name!” ”Logan’s the dog’s name, Junior!” “Dad shut up >:(”)

Patton is a “researcher” ;) (you’ll see why later) that Logan meets while looking for his father who has been kidnapped

his father is probably Deceit let’s be real (although idk how he would fit the character but i guess i can make adjustments)

Virgil as Marcus (as in,,,, the one guy with all the information who starts the journey with Logan but at one point get kidnapped as WELL and just did not sign up for all the shit that he goes through)

Roman is a rival treasure hunter who accidentally ends up on their adventure as well (as in he didn’t want to work with them but then he realizes that they’re going against bigger, eviler people and he wants to help them) (also he might’ve taken a liking to a certain dark haired boy ;)

basically the plot is that *clears throat*

there’s a flashback at the beginning, where we get lil Logan being a treasure hunter at like 15 years old

as in he steals an artifact from a band of bad dudes who just wanted to sell it for money

yeah so that’s the difference between Logan and Roman 

Logan believes the artifacts should be in a museum while Roman doesn’t see their value

anyway, we also see Deceit being not-the-best-dad

don’t worry he gets redeemed

back to the present we have Logan teaching at his high school i guess?

it’s the 1930s btw so just so y’all know the nasties are gonna come in later

and by nasties i mean the uuuuuuh hitler guy

and i’m including this because there is one, and i mean ONE scene where they’re burning books and everyone is asking hitler for an autograph because like,,, that was one hell of a brainwashing i swear, but they accidentally push Jones into the crowd and he has his journal in his hand and there is this one moment of tension where him and hitler look at each other and then he just opens the notebook and signs it WITHOUT realizing what is written in it and it’s just one of the best scenes of the whole movie because of how much of an idiot he is okay

the whole movie makes fun of him basically

like at one point Jones throws a nazi general out the window of a dirigible and he’s like “he didn’t have a ticket” and there’s a moment where everyone looks at each other before they all take their tickets out to show they have them

okay sorry this is getting long

anyway, its part of the movie (technically) and they’re the main villans which like i don’t even know if they had the rights to show that on tv but yeah

BUT i’m getting ahead of myself

basically, Logan gets called in by this rich guy to observe a rock

turns out it has a secret message for finding the Holy Grail (although it’s half broken so,,, only half the info is there)

which Deceit has been looking for his whole life

so Logan is like “yooooo” and wants to go tell his father about it (and he wants to find the Holy Grail)

but the rich guy tells him that his father has disappeared

so Logan takes Virgil with him and they go to Deceit’s house and find it a mess

and Logan remembers about a packet that had been delivered to him that morning and he opens it and guess what?

it’s Deceit’s notebook!! it’s full of all the notes he had ever taken for finding the Holy Grail

and both Virgil and Logan are like “yooooooo”

i don’t remember how but they come to the conclusion that Logan’s father is in Venice, Italy

so they head over there! how fun ain’t it!!

also, they’re told (by the notebook i believe) that they should meet Professor. Moore there

and they do!! and guess what?

Its our boy Patton!!

yeah he’s the “professor” that they’re supposed to meet

okay but their first interaction goes like this (and this is directly from the movie oKAY) (that movie’s fucking timeless i swear)

Patton: “Mr. Jones?”

Logan turns around to him and Pat’s like “I knew it was you, you have your father’s eyes.”

Logan checks him out let’s be real

that’s what happens in the movie and you know what he says?

he goes “And my mother’s ears. But the rest is all yours ;))”

and Patton goes “Oh, too bad all the good parts are already taken”

y’all i lost my goddamn mind

its way off character but SHUT UP JUST IMAGINE THE SCENE

let’s just say i find it way too funny

Jones is so fuckin horny in this movie i SWEAR

like the gal’s a spy, right? yeah he STILL WANTS TO BE WITH HER SDLFKJJKL

he’s a himbo except he doesn’t respect women

but Logan does and he’s much less of a himbo

anyway, EVENTUALLY, they end up talking, and they go visit the library (that is inside the church) because that’s what the notebook says

oh wait i forgot, Patton gives them a piece of paper with roman numerals written on it that Deceit wrote before disappearing

they figure out the numbers can be found in front of a mosaic window in the church that is drawn in the notebook

so they do and they also figure out that the last of the numerals is on the floor so Logan breaks the floor

poor harrison ford he was actually strong in that movie

anyway go look up the scene because it is to die for i swear

okay so Patton and Logan end up exploring the tunnel they find after breaking the floor and it turns out its the catacombs

oooo yay!! they almost die

as in, these lil’ bitches set the catacombs on fire

and they escape through the sewers and get out by the manhole

sorry that word is just,,,,, hm weird

okay and they have an epic boat racing scene with the people who set the catacombs on fire because the peeps want them dead but they didn’t die

oh also the peeps knocked Virgil out in the meanwhile

look a lot of stuff happens in this movie

anyway boat racing stuff and they kill some of the peeps

HOWEVER they do find out that the peeps are part of a cult that wants to stop people from finding the Holy Grail

ya and apparently Logan’s dad is being kept prisoner in a castle in Germany

so they find Virgil and the three of them end up in a hotel

you can imagine what happens with Logan and Patton okay they flirt a whole lot and uuuuh look just watch the movie okay i don’t want to write it out

its a similar relationship except you take out all the abuse shit because that ain’t cool okay

when they wake up all the rooms are upside down and messed up and guess what? it’s because some peeps (i don’t remember who) were looking for the notebook because they ALSO want to find the Holy Grail

but anyway, Logan, Patton and Virgil decide to head to the castle were Deceit is being held apparently.

but it’s very very late here and i need to go to sleep so i’ll just post this now and i’ll continue it some other time

idk where remus will come in (i’m asking for help here aaaaa)

i am gonna change some things

like,,, Patton is not gonna be working for the nazi in this because uuuuuuuh i really don’t wanna write that

so i also need to figure that out

ooooooooh wait what if he worked with Roman and so that’s why he tricked Logan

he gets redeemed tho

plus roman isn’t gonna be unsympathetic or anything

maybe a bit of a jerk at first but he warms up to our lil group anyway

aaaaaaaaa okay i think i got that

#sanders sides #logicality #logan sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #deceit sanders #remus sanders #ts fic #Indiana Jones AU #y'all i'm so freakin excited about this AAAAAAAAAAAA #yeah okay but please let me know if you like it and stuff #maybe y'all could even send asks and stuff :D #but yeah i'm very excited about this and i hope you all are as well #implied prinxiety #sympathetic deceit #sympathetic remus #well that's the idea

[elizabethplaid]

thursday thoughts - feb 27, 2020

Pretty sure that even the recent short-term goals for myself are still more ambitious than I am capable of performing now. But! I’m trying to adapt them, rather than give up. (Discussion for that is under the cut.)

Looking back at my daily notes has helped me put things in perspective. I’ve accomplished a lot more than usual in the last 2 weeks - even just the last week! And I still have a bit more to do, to prepare for counseling on Tuesday.

------------- Instead of the big-city food restock, we might try the closer Walmart and Dairy Queen. (We were gonna do the big stores in Bangor and a new-to-us sit-down restaurant.) Tonight’s fatigue is making me rethink even that. So a quick run to the nicer grocery store, hit their salad bar (as our “Junk Food Friday” plans), and come home. And if we just stay local, I could do that on the same day as counseling. (I don’t want to leave doll stuff in the car for too long.) Yay for options.

Budget may restrict our grocery shopping anyway. There’s something going on with dad’s truck, and dad’s doing taxes. We need soda and TP and maybe a few other things, so we can survive til the next payday(s). ----------

As a note to myself, I’d like to discuss what I’ve accomplished lately. If I don’t note it here, it’s harder for me to remember.

Wednesday Feb 19th (the day after counseling) -

Washed dolls and MLP

including some of the baby dolls, who will leave on Tuesday

washed and folded laundry

experimentally cleaned baby blankets; long soaking helps

had a cathartic cry, explaining some mental health stuff to my dad

Friday Feb 21st -

Finished laundry, though I didn’t take it upstairs

Washed sheets and remade my bed

Saturday Feb 22nd -

Took a long shower, changed out of pajamas, and wore lots of jewelry

Went out to eat with a large group, mostly strangers

Lots of sensory overload, but I had plush toys to hold and calm myself

Helped our team win 3rd place for trivia night, and a $10 gift certificate

Got wrapped up in the trivia. Dad had to remind me to eat.

Dad said they now consider me a trivia hero and want me to return

And I’m totally excited about that, too

Sunday/Monday Feb 23rd/24th -

Finished sewing Neighbor-G’s pincushion ring

Was almost overly-ambitious with crafts, but I calmed myself down

Wednesday Feb 26th -

Wrote the list of short-term goals

Moved laywer’s bookcase into hallway

Filled it with Beanie Babies, adding ribbons to them

Finished off 3 rolls of ribbons

Thursday Feb 27th (this post)

Adjusted the short-term goals, with options

Compiled this list of accomplishments, which is also an accomplishment, further lengthening the list.

There are other things accomplished on other days that I forgot to note. I’m better at helping put away clean dishes, even if it’s not all at once. I’ve helped to cook a few times.

Even writing (original) posts to tumblr sometimes feels like an accomplishment. Like I said to a friend recently, I go into hiding and silence when I feel at my worst. If I’m here, even just to say “hi, still alive”, that means I’m mostly okay. That’s how this “daily notes” series got started.

Part of me remembers how handy daily writing was, back when I had LiveJournal. There’s a post circulating about how we’re nostalgic for what we had at that time - the community, more than just the platform. It’s both for me, but also that the words were “near the surface”, easy to spill out. I’d say more, but the tap is dry now.

#daily notes #long post #but under a cut #mental health #progress is progress

[laketaj24]

Twisted: Gangster!M’Baku/ Dom!Erik

Thirst 💦👅 Day requests for you! I have never written slap kink but hey, first time for everything. Triggers are in the tags! If you like my work reblog/like/comment lol Thank you! I have two more left!!!!! I know I’m bugging yall! my bad! 

Requests:  

Coming for the kinks, you say??? Well can I request a dub con fic with my beloved Killmonger? Lol - @vanitykocaine​

 Hey. I'm currently on vacation but I'm using the little ounce of free wifi that I can't get to send in a kink request 😂😂😂😂 Can I get a Erik with a praise kink? Either him praising the reader or the other way around but i need some nice Erik to even out all these good nigga Erik's 😂🤣 thanks love 😘❤❤❤ - @valynsia​​

Office sex with Erik? - @yaachtynoboat711​

I don't really have a kink to be honest. But maybe super possessive mob boss where he dated the reader and had a daddy type of relationship. They break up but he spots the reader out with a new boyfriend? Maybe super hot smutty public you will always belong to me sex? - @scumyeol​

Yay! I would die for some face/ass/titty slappin and biting with Erik. I dont care who's doin the slapping i just need a pain kink fic tbh.if you do this I'll be eternally grateful, if u dont i still love you dear!!! - Anon

Sooooo for that thirstday post....... all i can think of right now is m'baku and just straight up rough sex 😁😁😁 like the "you are being annoying because you haven't gotten any in a while so I gotta help you" type of sex - @pebblesz892​

So, thirst day? I’d like to request M’Baku with hair pulling and dirty talk. Please and thank you 😈 - @muse-of-mbaku​

Mbaku smut- @mbakuwifey​

You and Erik had been together for nine months and you didn’t want anyone else, even your ex M’Baku. Some things were not meant to be and that just happened to be one. Erik had his ways… Selfish. Loud and arrogant but when all the bullshit washed away you saw the real him. The him that truly wanted this to work with you. He opens the door for you and your Manalo heels hit the floor.

“We ain’t gotta stay long if you don’t want to.” Erik places his hand at the nape of your back and ushers you into the club with him. This was his scene. Always being seen talking to everyone and he had you right there with him introducing you like the Queen he claimed you to be. “This is my girl Y/N, Y/N this is Mike.”

You wave at him and talk casually then slip away from Erik dying for a drink and a moment to take it all in. You sit at the bar with your legs crossed. “Shot of Jack, please.”

“Sure thing.” The brown headed bartender said winking at you.

You shake your head knocking back the shot and watching your surroundings entertained. Then you feel a hand on your shoulder. “Enjoying yourself.” M’Baku whispers in your ear taking the barstool next to you for himself.

Your heart is heavy for a moment remembering how sultry that voice was and how it had the power to make you weak. “What do you want?”

“This is my spot.”

“Oh, you still illegally winning I see.” You roll your eyes and stand up from the bar. He’s in front of you shaking his head. “Can we talk for a minute? Five minutes?”

“About what?”

“You’ll know when we start talking.” M’Baku leads you out of the main area to a room overlooking the dancefloor. The music still loud but you were able to speak without yelling. “New guy?”

“yeah, he’s cool.”

“A fuck boy, but if that’s what you consider cool then okay.” M’Baku lights his blunt inhaling for a moment and sitting on the couch in front of you. “you moved on quick.” He slowly blows out the smoke leaving the room in a haze for a moment.

“It’s been almost a year. Who all have you fucked hmmm, big thug nasty M’Baku. I left you because you didn’t want to grow up or live in the real world. You wanted to sit up here and play all these fucking games and honestly I don’t have time for that shit.”

“Who are you talking to?” he stand placing the blunt in the ashtray and pulling you closer to him. “Perhaps this new man has given you some type of power that makes you think you can address me like you’re crazy but no. you could be fucking the entire squad and you’re still fucking mine. I think it’s time your remembered.”

“M’Baku, he’s looking for…” He’s before you shaking his head flipping you around so that your chest is flush against the glass. “M’Baku…”

“Keep saying my name.” He says with his hands traveling up your legs. You moan as he pushes into you with his thick fingers once and then again. The crowd below you can’t see you at all but the thought of Erik watching you fuck another man makes you wet. “Does he fuck you like I do?” M’Baku whispers in your ear aligning himself up quickly thrusting into you.  You’d forgot his power. His hands wrap around your ponytail and your head is against his chest as he pounds into you. “I don’t care who you have on your arm.” He grunts thrusting into you and pulling out slowly only to fill you again.

“Oh fuck.” You gasp hearing the smack of your skin together. You grab onto the bar as he increases his speed biting his lip while gripping your hair so hard it hurts. “I can’t breathe.” You scream. “I’m fucking coming.”

“Then come, what you holding that shit for?” M’Baku smiles slamming into you so hard you do come. You see fireworks explode around you as your snap your eyes shut. Your knees are weak barely holding you up and you feel him lift you up still fucking you over and over. “I want you to go home tonight and fucking feel me when you sleep.” He growled. “fuck that other nigga.” M’Baku feels you clutching around him and it triggers his own release. He spills into the condom with a roar that for sure could be heard downstairs and lowers you to the ground. “You better get dressed. Old dude probably on the hunt.” He picks up his blunt and tucks himself back into his pats leaving the room.

 Erik was insistent on you going home with him tonight and you didn’t want to, you wanted to wash M’Baku off your body. You wanted to cry in the shower and try to push out all the get good shit you and M’Baku had in the past, because he was not for you. You grab your overnight bag from the car following him into the house. Erik’s house was lavish like him.

“Baby, I sweated at that damn club all damn night. You mind if I get clean and I’ll be right up.”

“Nah ma, take your time I gotta finish some shit from the Outreach.” He kisses you on the lips softly and you go head up the spiral staircase. You bathe taking your hair down from the ponytail and slipping on one of Erik’s shirts. He was a hard worker. He was always in that office doing something. You head down the steps to his office where he is typing a few things into the computer. He had changed to, he was shirtless and smiling. “You done washing that nigga off?”

Your heart drops for the second time tonight into your stomach. “What?”

“You heard me…” He stands up from the desk and in three strides is in front of you. “You up there fucking yo ex like I don’t have people every fucking where watching you. So did you wash that nigga off?”

“Yes.”

“Nah, we at home now….” He raises his eyebrow at you awaiting your tone to change.

“Yes N’jadaka.” You look up at him with your mouth slightly parted trying to remember to breathe. “I’m sorry N’Jadaka.” You whimper. “Baby…”

He rubs your face softly and then his three fingers hit your face sending a zing pleasure below. “what are you sorry for?” Erik says rubbing your face again then he hits again and his hands down to the hem of your shirt pulling it over your head. “Tell your Prince what you sorry for?”

“Fucking M’Baku.”

“Giving another motherfucker what’s mine.” He growled. “Hmmm?”

“Yes…”

“Good girl, I like when you’re honest… sit on the desk. I didn’t get to eat today and I’m fucking starved.” He sucks air in through his teeth and you see those gold canines. “You’re not to come when I do this? You hear me?” He slaps your thighs crouching down in front of you, his eyes looking like they had seen a god. Erik laps his tongue over your clit and then sucks for a second. You were already sensitive and yearning but the teasing of him didn’t make it easy to not cum. You closed your mind off as he sucked and twirled down below pushing your lips firm against the cold wooden desk and taking his sweet time. Each time he licked your heart spiked and your breathing became more labored.

“N’Jadka please.” You moaned. “Please.”

“You don’t deserve that shit.” He said against your thigh. He raises from the ground leaves you aching. “What do you think you deserve?” he asks.

“To cum.”

“Nah, next…”

“Your dick.” You plea kissing him tasting yourself on his lips.

“Good as answer baby girl, drop to them knees for me.” You do in front of him and you stroke him in your hands. Then he knocks your hands down tapping the side of your face with his fingers again. “Suck.” He pushes to the back of your throat nearly suffocating you and then pulls out and then he’s back again causing your eyes to well. Erik slaps the side of your face over and over with his hand and you can’t take it. You want him inside of you and you try to pull away, but he has grasped the back of your head thrusting into you nonstop until your saliva is trailing from his dick. “Take it.” He growls and you do bobbing your head until he’s nearly there then he stops you.  “Good girl. You wanna come?”

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please N’Jadaka let me come.” He shakes his head and you can see the demon in him rising up. He grabs both of your breast gripping and twisting until it hurts then slapping and you feel yourself nearly come from the pleasure of it. He knew how to do those things to you. Erik places you back on the desk.

“What if I went around giving your dick away huh?” You don’t answer so he spreads your legs. “I told you I don’t like that sharing shit.” He smiles against your neck and lifts you just so he can slide into you. He pounds you for a few seconds and then slows when he feels your body tensing near a climax. “Nah, you don’t deserve to come. You ain’t sorry.” He slides out and your legs clamp around his waist. “What?”

“I am sorry.” You plea. “Please…”

“I ain’t convinced ma.” His tip toys at your entrance and you thrust forward and he moves teasing you. “You don’t run this shit.” Erik leans in and sucks on your neck and your throw your head back. “Next time, I will fucking kill him.” He says in your ear as he pushes back into you. Erik grips your hips bringing you to meet him at every thrust and your breathless scratching down his back and your boy starts to shake when the euphoria hits you in waves.

“Yesssssss.” You hiss. “fucking yessss N’Jadaka.”

“You gone see that nigga again…” He asks through clenched teeth.

“No baby.”

“That’s fucking right.” He growls tapping your face before he kisses you again. “Good fucking girl coming on daddy’s dick like that, god damn.” He chants in your ear licking from your earlobe to your neck. You come again as his pace quickens and you feel him swell inside of you. “God damn!” He pants withdrawing from you and sending his cum down your legs.

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[pinkbubbles-and-bigtroubles]

She’s Not Afraid (Girls Talk Boys part 21)

She's not afraid of all the attention She's not afraid of running wild How come she's so afraid of falling in love She's not afraid of scary movies She likes the way we kiss in the dark But she's so afraid of f-f-falling in love 

A/N I’m afraid to post links on these now, but you can always message me. I’m still trying to figure out how to do a masterlist

“I can't believe Camille is making us do the shopping” Cher grumbled as they pulled up to the store.

“You lot are the ones making her cook on one of her busiest weeks of the year, whatever that means.”Ashton came around to open her car door for her. That was something Cher didn't know guys did in real life.

Ashton grabbed a cart and Cher pulled up the shopping list Camille made on her phone.

“She really could've ordered this online.” Cher was still pouting.

“I'm pretty sure she just wanted to get everyone out of her hair.” Ashton chuckled. “She even chased Cal away so she could work.”

Cher huffed pouting until Ashton came up beside her. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek before murmuring in her ear.

“If you're a good girl today I just might reward you”

Cher felt her irritation vanish and she brightened up anticipating what kind of game Ashton might have in mind.

“Ok let me see the list.” Ashton took charge. “Potatoes, carrots, onions, and celery”

“Celery?” Cher made a face. “So gross”

“How can you hate celery” Ashton was amused.

“Celery is evil.” Cher put the veggies in the green cloth bag. “Any other produce or are we done with this one?”

“Yeah a bag of cranberries, two oranges, a lemon, 2 limes, and 3 green apples. What's with the different color bags?” Ashton was a bit puzzled.

“They're reusable so yay there's that.” Cher gathered up what she needed. “They are color coded so we know what department we need and where it goes in the kitchen. Green for produce, white for dairy, brown for deli meats. See these are insulated so everything stays cold. I can tell you we can skip the meat department because I don't have the yellow or red bag.” Cher checked the bag that held the bags.

“Did Camille come up with this?” Ashton asked clearly amused.

“She came up with the color system because she's paranoid about cross contamination. If you ever get that bitch started on e coli I will walk straight out of the room and leave you to your lecture. Once you get used to it it's really efficient.” Cher shrugged. “Ok baking stuff.”

She headed down the aisle.She grabbed the usual, flour, sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg and then a can each of condensed and evaporated milk.

“What's that for?” Ashton peeked in the bag.

“She's making a tres leches cake” Cher told him. “Ok it says oil but she isn't specific so I'm gonna get what's on sale. I never knew there were so many kinds. Coconut oil, peanut oil, sesame oil, almond oil. Wait isn't they what they used for our massage that day?”

“Let me see” Ashton stepped up behind her grabbing her hand with his as he pulled the bottle closer. For just a second he pressed his body into hers. It happened so fast she thought she imagined it except for the shiver that shot down her spine.

“Mmm maybe don't remember” Cher jumped at how close his voice rumbled next to her ear, but when she turned around he'd backed off and was studying the shopping list.

Cher frowned, perplexed but decided to keep moving. Ashton didn't stop. He kept touching her in little ways. His hand pressed just below the small of her back as he reached past her for the green beans. Little traces from his fingertips along her arms and wrists when he took the shopping list from her. “So what was your thanksgiving like as a kid? I know Cam has the big crazy family, but you don't talk about yours.” Ashton asked trying to make sure he didn't get sugar free Jello.

“Mom usually didn't cook. She did one time when we were teenagers and forgot to tell us. We didn't show up and she hasn't let us live it down yet.” Cher told him.

“You only have one brother right? Camille has two?” Ashton couldn't quite remember

Cher nodded. “A couple of times when we were in foster care we'd go down to the City Rec center and they'd have a big meal for all the kids in the programs. The food was actually decent and we always got a little present.”

She dropped a bag of pecans she was looking at. Ashton practically dove to pick them up the back of his hand brushing against her bare calf.

“What was that” Cher jumped at the touch.

“You dropped the nuts. You gotta be more careful with those” Ashton responded off offhandedly with the tiniest smirk.

“Mmm hmmm” Cher hummed her mind wandering.

“Are we getting a turkey?” Ashton motioned to the crowd forming around the employee bringing out boxes of birds.

“Nah, she ordered prime rib and a turkey breast from a butchers shop. I think she sent Calum to get that.”

“How do you like your new roommate” Ashton teased her.

“He's not over at our house that much really. They've almost got a schedule. Sunday night he comes over for football but doesn't stay the night because Camille works her ass off on Mondays. Tuesday is their day together usually at his place. Friday is date night. He bought me some kick ass noise canceling headphones so we're all good.” Cher shrugged.

She stopped abruptly when she saw a display for green bean casserole. Ashton, trailing behind, ran right into her. As he stumbled, catching himself by grabbing her arms, Cher felt the faintest touch of his lips against her shoulder. Or did she? It was maddening.

They finished shopping and loaded up the car. Cher was hoping Ashton might give her a hint at her reward. Instead he just turned the radio on and drummed his fingers on her knee along to the beat.

Getting back to the house Ashton had to admit the bag system helped in putting the groceries away. He also enjoyed that the kitchen was confined enough that he could “bump” into Cher several times while bending or reaching to get in the cabinets. It was killing him not to grin when he heard her little gasps when he touched her or saw the little glances she threw his way. He wanted so badly to pull her to the floor and take her right there in the kitchen.

He had to be patient. He had to keep her wanting. That was the only way to get what he wanted.

They'd just finished with the groceries when Harry knocked on the door. Cher was surprised to see him, normally he didn't get involved in the work side of the parties they threw. He'd volunteered to get the baked goods because he wanted Cornish pastries and sticky toffee pudding. Camille had agreed if he bought them she'd heat them up and make the sauce. She'd also gotten him to pick up a bag of yeast dough so she could make rolls.

It wasn't until Calum showed up with the butchers bags about 15 minutes later that Camille came downstairs. Cher was always amused when Camille came down from filming looking Hollywood from the tits up and couch potato from the waist down. Cher tossed her a bottle of cold water which she caught and chugged while making her way to Calum at the refrigerator. Camille gave Calum a kiss before greeting the other men.

“Harry thank you for getting this dough for me. I'm gonna make the sauce tomorrow just when these are heating up” Camille smiled at Harry.

“I hope you like the Cornish pastries” Harry grinned at her. “They're not easy to get out here.”

“I'm sure I will.” Camille peeked in the bag. “Ooh you got a chocolate cream pie. Cody is gonna love that.”

Ashton handed Camille a glass of wine.

“Thank you sweetie.” Camille turned to where he was standing next to Cher. “Ashton, thank you, seriously you're the only one I can trust with this.” Camille raised her glass before downing it.

“Guys seriously I have like five more videos to do and then I'm done for tonight. There are three games tomorrow and I have to do player forecasts as well as match up reviews. If y'all could peel and soak the potatoes and brine the turkey breast that would be awesome. I'm gonna finish filming. Give me about an hour and I'll be back.” Camille held her glass out for a refill before heading upstairs. Harry said his goodbyes and Calum followed Camille leaving Ashton and Cher in the kitchen alone again.

“You look really cute right now” Ashton smirked at Cher. He kissed her on her forehead “ok let's peel some potatoes.

Camille was touching up her makeup when she heard a knock on her bedroom door.  Calum entered and hovered by the edge of her bed.

“What's up sexy man” Camille met his eyes in the mirror.

Calum hesitated and Camille saw the frown on his face. She stopped and turned around. “What is it? What's wrong?”

“Well it's just, why did you say Ashton was the only one you trusted with this? You know you can trust me right?” Calum peeked up at her.

“Babe,” Camille stopped what she was doing “Did you want me to put you in charge of helping me plan thanksgiving?”

Calum shook his head.

“Ok so you didn't want to do it. I knew you didn't want to do it. You knew I knew you didn't want me to ask you to do it. If I asked you to do it you probably would've asked Ashton you help you right?” Camille raised her eyebrows and Calum nodded.

“Ashton and I have worked together before putting together parties and we're already talking about what we're gonna do for your birthday. So why don't you tell me what is really bothering you.”

Calum sighed and ran his fingers through his curls. He looked at her with those big brown eyes “it still bothers me that you're close to Ashton.”

“Come here” Camille told him and he crossed the room. “Ashton and I are friends. I'm dating his best friend and he's flirting with mine. You need to get past whatever this is.”

“Have you ever thought about fucking Ashton” Calum blurted out before biting his lip as if that could take it back.

“Of course” Camille shrugged “Luke too if I'm honest.”

“Luke? Seriously?” Calum's jaw dropped.

“I saw him run through the house naked and I've listened to him fuck so yeah Luke too. It was a moment. Both of them. I haven't tried anything. I haven't fantasized about them. I'm going to continue to be friends with your friends. That means Ashton.” Camille reached for the drawstring of his sweatpants.

“What are you doing” Calum's voice dropped lower.

“I think my jealous boy needs some attention so he knows he's the only one I want” Camille hesitated before sucking him off. “Just try to be quiet, please and don't touch my hair”

Thanksgiving day Camille had chased everyone out of the kitchen and had her music blasting. Cher and Calum were only allowed in for brief visits. Ashton had the prime rib in his oven. Luke had the turkey and Camille was baking. She'd made the cranberry orange relish the previous evening while punching down and measuring off her dough for the rolls.

Camille had taken a break to do a live interview on the day's games. Finally with work and the food finished and everyone slightly buzzed they could sit down too eat. Camille sat at one end of the long “table” they'd managed to cobble together. Calum sat to her right. Beside him was Mikey, Crystal, Nick and Cody. Harry occupied the other end with Luke, Cher, Ashton, Tom and Lucy sat in order.

Lucy asked if she could say grace and then during the meal she suggested they go around the table and say what each one of them were thankful for.

Lucy stood up the pre dinner wine making her sway just a bit. “I'm thankful to have such good friends and my sweet baboo Tom”

Tom was next “I'm thankful for my career, my friends and my lovely Lulu.”

Then Ashton “I'm thankful we have new music coming out and that you girls showed up to make the place interesting again.”

Cher stood up “I'm not good at stuff like this. Ok let me think. I'm thankful for my Cody I'm so glad I'm out here with you. Vexxed is taking off and I'm friends with all of you which is crazy.  I've only been here since August but I never want to leave. Thank you Camille for dragging me out here.”

Luke was next “I'm thankful for my band, my Petunia and all the wonderful people I've met this year.”

Harry kept it short. “I'm thankful for finding decent Cornish pastries.”

Cody was more animated “I'm so glad you bitches moved out here. Y'all are killing it.”

Nick mumbled out “My career, um my boyfriend

It's been a good year.”

Crystal got choked up when talking about the past year but she managed. “Michael, for being my rock, my sweetheart, my everything.”

Michael followed that with talking about the adorable kittens they were fostering. “My band is fucking awesome, I have the best girlfriend I'm thankful to just be me right now”

Calum stood up leaned over and kissed the top of Camille's head. He looked at everyone and simply said “Her” before sitting back down.

Everyone looked at Camille. She stood up her knees weak. She didn't dare look at Calum. Releasing a shaky breath she found her voice. “When we moved here I never could've imagined all of this. I can't believe this is my life.” She looked at Calum “I can't believe any of this is real. This isn't supposed to happen to girls like me. If this is a dream y'all better let me sleep because I will hurt the person who wakes me up” She was interrupted by the alarm on her phone.

“Oh shit that's the rolls be right back” Camille ran into the kitchen.

After dinner and dessert most everyone hung out to watch football, have a few drinks and digest. Camille was yelling at the tv. Tom, Lucy and Calum were laughing at Camille. Luke had taken off to meet up with Summer who'd spent the day with her family. Harry, Mikey and Crystal were upstairs in the studio with guitars and gars. Cher wandered out back to find Ashton sitting by himself. She passed the blunt to him watching his fingers and lips as he held it and inhaled. His wrist wrapped around hers and he pulled her into his lap.

“What are you doing?” Che giggled with a sense of deja vu. Isn't this how it started with Luke?

“Giving you your reward kitten” Ashton whispered in her ear. His fingers gripped her hips. This definitely was NOT Luke. Luke had been giggly and shy. Ashton was smooth and very sure of himself.

“Straddle my leg doll, I want you to ride me “ It wasn't a request.

Cher hesitated looking back towards the kitchen.

“Do it now, before I change my mind.” Ashton dug his fingers in.

Cher adjusted herself as Ashton reached up under her skirt. His thumb brushed against her clit making her moan. He positioned her so that as he moved her hips back and forth she could feel her nerves brush against the bunched up fabric of her dress as he jiggled his leg. Cher whimpered and leaned her head on his shoulder. She could feel her orgasm start to build as she rocked back and forth.

“That's it kitten, you look so hot right now.  Make yourself cum for me.” Ashton kissed her neck making a moan escape her lips. “If you're not quiet I'll stop.”

Cher bit her lip and closed her eyes losing herself in the feeling.

Ashton pinched her thigh. “Eyes on me doll. I want you to look at me.”

Her brown eyes met his hazel ones filled with lust and amusement.

Ashton gripped her harder increasing the speed of her movements. He could tell she was getting close.

“That's it, let go baby. I wanna see you cum for me.” Ashton growled.

Cher felt herself tipping over the edge. Ashton watched her face as she climaxed trying not to cum himself.

He held her while she rode it out and then as she

came back to earth.

“Damn Ashton” Cher sighed when she could speak again.

“I told you kitten. It's daddy not Ashton, or next time I won't let you finish”

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[osakaso5]

Yuki Birthday Photobook Rabbit Chat Part 5: All Their Gratitude.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Momo: ((´Д`p 【To YUKI】q´Д`))

Momo: ★☆♪Happy;:+* (´∀`人´∀`)*+:;Birthday♪★☆

Momo: 。・:*:・゜★,。・ :*:・゜♪☆FOREVER LOVE ('▽^*)☆♪。・: *:・゜★,。・:*:・゜☆

Momo: Yuki! Happy birthday! 

Tsumugi: Yuki-san, happy birthday! You really put work into those messages, Momo-san! 

Yuki: Thank you

Momo: Thanks!! ♪ (^ε^) smooch

Tsumugi: For your actual birthday, you'll be chatting with your partner, Momo-san! The party venue is also ready for an exciting party! 

Momo: It sure is ☆

Momo: I've been waiting for this day for the past week... no! The past month, the past year! I love Yuki's birthday as much as I love Christmas! 

Momo: Wait, they're on the same day! You're the best, darling! So perfect! 

Yuki: You're praising me just for being born ^^

Momo: Of course~! It's your birthday, so I'll praise you enough for all the days of the year~! (≧▽≦)

Yuki: Yay ^^

Tsumugi: You two seem like you're having fun! Momo-san, thank you for producing the Yuki Photobook! 

Momo: Wasn't my sexy monster the best!? ヾ(´ε`*)ゝ

Tsumugi: He was! It was a thrilling continuation to the Momo Photobook! 

Momo: Right!? Thanks to all the days I spent waking up to see him next to me, my heart's now stronger than a diamond!! It's the hardest material in the world! 

Yuki: That's not true. You kicked me a few times. 

Momo: I told you, that was just my leg being a rascal in the midst of my REM sleep!! I've never consciously kicked you!! Believe me!! 

Yuki: It's so nostalgic. I liked your sleeping poses, with the rascal legs and all. 

Momo: I loved your absolutely divine sleeping face, too... It's so nostalgic I feel like I'm gonna cry... 

Yuki: Now now, you're starting to sound like I'm about to die or something, lol

Momo: I'm not going to let you die!! Don't even joke about that, you hear!? Happy birthday!!! └(゜ロ゜)┘

Yuki: I'm happy enough for all the days of the year ^^

Momo: I'm so glad  I get to give Yuki all these birthday wishes... 

Tsumugi: Your talks are always so interesting! The current Re:vale wouldn't exist if it weren't for your history! 

Tsumugi: Momo-san, did you base the shoot around Yuki-san's sexiness? 

Momo: Its theme was spending a morning with someone you love, after all! I asked him to look loving and sexy enough to make me jealous! (*^-゜)v yay

Momo: I ended up getting so jealous that I started imagining Yuki getting married and got sad (ノД・。) sniff

Yuki: If it makes you sad, I won't ever marry. 

Yuki: Ah, and we did these short skits during the shoot. 

Momo: Yep! lololol A school skit and a kindergarten skit! They were pretty charming in their own right! 

Yuki: Momo-sensei~

Momo: That's no good, Yuki-kun~. You can't just turn handsome in the middle of your nap~! 

Yuki: lol

Momo: lololololol

Tsumugi: I-I don't really understand, but I'm glad you seem to be having fun! 

Tsumugi: Things are just getting started, but... 

Choices/outcomes:

1. It's time to get changed!

Yuki: Okay. Leave it to me. 

2. Let's begin the party!

Yuki: Yaaaay ^^

3. You're going to transform into a bunny! 

Yuki: Myu myu~ ^^

Tsumugi: Yuki-san, you seem to be enjoying yourself! You're more excited than usual! 

Momo: That's true! He's been ending sentences with "lol" more than usual!! (Commentator: Momo) 

Momo: Darling's been on a natural high because of all his work lately. He said we're going to drink lots tonight! 

Tsumugi: Go right ahead! The cake and the drinks prepared are all real, so you can feast on them as much as you like! 

Momo: We're going to make this a triple combo of a Christmas, end of year party, and Yuki's birthday celebration!! 

Tsumugi: Ah! He's back! 

Momo: Yukiiiii!! King of Handsomeness~~~! The Finalist~~~! 

Yuki: Of what? lol

Yuki: Define "finalist"

Momo: You're the Eternal Finalist! 

Yuki: I still don't know what you mean, lol

Momo: Ah... My partner is so cool that I'm starting  to cry... (。・_・。)人(。・_・。)

Yuki: You're crying!? lol

Tsumugi: I'm so happy for you two... I've also started crying... 

Yuki: Not you too, Tsumugi-san... We're clearly all tired from the end of the year rush... 

Yuki: If I'm making people this emotional, I guess I need to keep working hard. 

Tsumugi: Momo-san, please post your birthday message for Yuki-san! 

Momo: Got it! 

Momo: Yuki, happy birthday! 

Momo: You're the one who changed my life! And not just once, it's been countless times! 

Momo: Those changes were messy and a lot of trouble, but the reason I've managed to keep loving myself through it all because you think so dearly of me. Thank you! 

Momo: Thank you for liking me even when I'm not liking myself, or feeling down. Thank you for all the happiness you've given me! 

Momo: I'm sure I'll keep causing you trouble, but I hope we always stay together. 

Yuki: Of course

Momo: You're the most wonderful person in the universe! I'm the happiest guy ever because I got to meet you!! 

Momo: I love you more than anything!! 

Yuki: Thank you, Momo. 

Yuki: I'm so happy I can't put it into words. I don't really know how to say this, but

Yuki: Here's to another year together. 

Momo: Yeah!! 

Yuki: ^^

Tsumugi:

Yuki: Let's drink! 

Momo: Let's!!! 

Tsumugi: Congratulations, you two! 

Yuki: Good work, Tsumugi-san

Tsumugi: Huh? 

Yuki: I'm the last of these birthday projects. You've worked hard to cover all 12 of us. 

Tsumugi: Thank you..! I feel a bit bad about receiving all this praise on your birthday! 

Yuki: It's Christmas, after all

Momo: Yuki, you're so handsome! You should have some cake with us too, Maneko-chan! O(≧▽≦)O♪

Tsumugi: Thank you, Momo-san! I'll take you up on that offer once I'm done with work! 

Tsumugi:

Momo:

Momo: Happy birthday! 

Yuki: Merry Christmas

Tsumugi: Ah! I almost forgot something important! 

Tsumugi: Yuki-san, could you give one last message for your fans? 

Yuki: Yeah

Yuki: To all the people who've been supporting me

Yuki: Merry Christmas. I hope you remember me tonight, not just Santa.

Yuki: Listen to my music in between Christmas songs. That's the best gift you could give me. 

Yuki: I hope you'll support Re:vale again next year. 

Translator’s notes..? 

next up: ryu’s black side rabbit chats! 

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[danyka-fendyr]

Scar Tissue Chapter 1: Gotham at Fight

A/N: The name is a pun off of “Gotham at Night.” I’m tagging @writingtheworks bc...well, she asked to be tagged. This is meant to be a full-length fic, and this first chapter is just to kind of give people a taste of what’s to come. Enjoy!

The air over the city buzzed, hot and heavy like the rain pelting down through the night. Even in the dead of summer, it still rained in Gotham. If New York was the city that never slept, Gotham was the city where the sun never shone.

Jason looked over at the girl crouching on a gargoyle next to him, her cape fluttering behind her, a wash of darkness fading into Gotham’s sky. He could still remember when Bruce had brought her home. It was the tail-end of his first year of being Robin, and he had been offended by her existence. It was only natural, of course. He had been training, had earned his way here. She was only a little girl with a tiny, quaking frame, drenched in rain like she was tonight. She was quivering, curled in on herself and unsure, black hair slicked down to her head and dripping water. Defying all of this, her eyes glowed the brightest green Jason had ever seen. It was unearthly almost, the way they cut through him like knives, hesitant and afraid, but also curious and sharp.

Jason had to admit that a lot had changed in the 3 years he had known her. She had gotten taller, for one. Had filled out some, thanks to the regular food she was provided with. Jason told himself that it was only the food causing her to fill out, and that there had been no other changes, even if the Batgirl suit was skintight. Her sharp elbows and knobby knees had turned into softer, rounder edges, but Jason knew better than to mistake her for being soft. Maybe some other girl, but not his Rorie.

He winced at the possessive note in his thoughts, brushing it aside. It was true. She was his Batgirl, just like Barbara had been Dick’s. That was all there was to it. And if maybe he was falling in love with her a little, well, Dick had done that with Barbara too, so Jason reasoned that would probably be fine as well. He wasn’t, but if he was.

Her hair fluttered in the wind, inky strands reaching out towards the twinkling stars. When another dark haired child arrived at Wayne Manor, Alfred had wasted no time in making a joke about how if Bruce wasn’t careful he’d end up with a collection. Jason scoffed at the idea that any kind of trend would start with that. Clearly more than just hair color went into choosing a Robin.

“Where to next, Boy Wonder?” she waggled her eyebrows teasingly, interrupting his thoughts.

Thunder cracked across the sky, and a grin cracked across her face. Rorie had always like thunderstorms, crazy and wild just like her. One time, in the first few months she had been at Wayne manor, Jason had found her standing underneath a tree in the middle of a storm, arms thrown wide as she basked in the chaos. Jason had quickly yanked on a jacket, rushing out to scold her and explain the probability that she would be struck by lightning. She had turned up her tiny, sharp little face to him, and said, “Huh.”

Suffice it to say, she had not moved a muscle until the storm was over. Jason nearly had a panic attack the whole time, but he also wasn’t a snitch. Either Bruce hadn’t known, or he hadn’t bothered to go out and save her. Either way, she came back inside later, much to Jason’s relief.

“Your call,” he said, shrugging nonchalantly.

“We could visit that bakery on the upper east side,” she sing-songed suggestively, hopping off the gargoyle and shimmying over next to him.

“We could.” He continued to stare impassively out at the city.

“Hey!” she pouted. “You said it was my call!”

There was a beat of silence.

“Fine. We hit the lower east side, see if there’s any scum there by any chance, and then we visit the bakery.” She said it like the matter was already decided, not like she was offering a truce.

“Deal,” Jason said anyway.

“Yay!” she lurched forward, wrapping her arms around Jason’s neck, fingers grabbing handfuls of his cape as she teetered from the strain of reaching to his greater height. She was by no means short, but neither was Jason.

His hands reached around her waist to support her, and he laughed into her ear.

“Careful Batgirl. You’ll hurt yourself before tonight’s thugs have any chance.”

She pulled away, rolling her eyes, but she still bounced on the heels of her boots.

There was a rustle and she stilled, narrowing her eyes. Jason looked over their heads, finding the Batman himself hovering in that brooding manner he always had when the cowl was on.

“I see you two were productive while I was gone.”

If you looked carefully, you could detect an undertone of humor in his voice.

“Yes, we were. We decided where to head next for you,” Rorie piped up, hands on her hips in an ironically Superman-esque pose.

Clark would be proud when Jason told him later.

“Oh? Where to then?” Batman did not sound unskeptical.

Jason said, “Lower east side,” at the same time she said, “Cookies!”

“Those are in opposite directions,” Bruce pointed out.

“Not if we hit the lower east side first and then head toward cookies,” Rorie reasoned.

“That would still put them in opposite directions,” Jason piped up.

“Hey! I thought you were on my side!” She elbowed him, hard.

“I’m on nobody’s side,” Jason teased. “I’m a rogue. An outlaw!”

She giggled, and Jason could swear he saw Bruce roll his eyes behind the mask. Then again, maybe it was just a trick of the light.

“Well, this outlaw still has an hour of patrol left. Patrol first, then cookies,” Bruce said.

“So we are getting cookies?” Rorie gasped.

“I’ll think about it.”

Before he could say anything else, Rorie was launching herself off the edge of the building, grappling her way over to the lower east side. Jason ran after her, and Bruce sighed before shaking his head and following suit.

“So, that was nothing short of awesome!” Rorie said, looking up at Jason in awe, a wide grin plastering her face.

Jason felt the hot blush sweep across his cheeks, but he told himself it was only from the post-patrol excitement. Never mind that he was already chewing on a cookie in the kitchen of Wayne Manor and his adrenaline had sufficiently disappeared.

“Wasn’t anything special,” he said, mouth full of chocolate chip.

“Are you kidding me? You totally saved me.” She giggled, half-nervous and half-gleeful, still coming down from the near-death experience high.

“You would have done the same for me.” He shrugged.

“Nah,” she joked. “I would have just let you die.”

“Heartless.”

She hugged him again, still wobbling. Jason wondered if there would ever be a time when she wouldn’t wobble or have to reach up on her toes to hug him in this most impractical of ways, arms wrapped around his neck and face painfully close to his own.

“Thank you, Robin,” her voice was softer, the joking tone gone.

She sounded tired, something Jason could relate to. She also sounded grateful, like she knew just how dangerous the metal bat zeroing in on her face had been. Jason watched it replay in his head again for a moment, her body there on the ground, the gang banger poised to ram the end of his bat down into her head, wild with whatever drug had been in his system.

She pulled back, and Jason felt something soft against his cheek. Her lips, feather light, pressing against him, her eyelashes fluttering against his temple. Jason’s hands seized up around her waist, his heart going almost faster than it had been beating the crap out of that thug.

She turned to walk away, presumably to go to her own room and sleep in her own bed, but Jason stopped her.

“Hey Rorie?” She paused. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

She turned around, giving him a shaky smile.

“Yeah. It’s not the first time, right?”

“Doesn’t have to be the first time.” Jason frowned. “You wanna be alone?”

She paused for a moment, deliberating. Jason knew what that meant.

“You could always come sleep in my room, if you wanted.” He said it casually, easing her pride into the idea.

“I mean, I guess if you’d be alright with it.” She shrugged, traipsing off to her room to grab some pajamas.

When she came back, she looked, in a word, cozy. She was wearing her comfort pajamas, and she looked 5 minutes away from stress baking and stress eating while the cookies were in the oven. What? Jason was a detective, he noticed things.

Her thick, fuzzy pants and oversized flannel top hung loosely off of her frame, and when she smiled Jason could see the tops of her retainer. Bruce’s wealth and social standing had provided her with a set of designer teeth, but they did not come without a certain amount of maintenance.

“You wanna watch a movie?” she asked.

“We have school tomorrow,” Jason pointed out.

She groaned. “Please don’t remind me.”

“You like school.” Jason laughed.

“Yes, but you know what I don’t like? Waking up. And you know what I have to do for school? Wake up.”

“You would sleep forever if you could,” Jason teased, slinging his arm over her shoulder as they headed down the plush carpeted halls of the manor to his room.

“I like sleep,” she whined, leaning into him.

“Then why did you volunteer for a job that keeps you up all night?”

“Well once I’m awake there are so many distracting things to keep me awake. I like being asleep, but I don’t like actually going to sleep. An object in motion tends to stay in motion, Jay-bird.”

“Whatever you say.” He rolled his eyes.

Jason opened the door to his room, and Rorie snickered.

“What?” Jason asked, confused.

“I forgot you were like this,” she teased.

“Like what?” He was seriously lost here.

She gestured to his room. Jason couldn’t see anything wrong with it. The bed was made, sheets crisp and clean, not a wrinkle to be seen, and all his clothes and other various belongings were off the floor and in their proper places. His music was neatly stored off to the side, organized alphabetically by artist for ease of access, and his books were stored alphabetically on his bookshelves by author. It was flawless. What could her problem possibly be?

“You’re so clean cut!” she giggled, bursting into laughter. “You don’t even realize what a classic good boy you are Jason Todd.”

“I am not!” he protested, even as her crouched body grew concerningly nearer to the floor.

If she started rolling on the floor laughing, Jason was convinced he would suffer the ultimate humiliation.

“You get straight-A’s, you’re a complete nerd for Shakespeare, and I’m calling it now, you’re going to audition for the school play. Also, you spend your spare time stopping evil. Goody-two-shoeeeesss,” she sang.

“I hate you. So, so much.” Jason sighed, her teasing relentless.

“Gosh,” she said, her apple green eyes locking with his own, “I love you Jason Todd.”

Jason gasped, quiet and almost imperceptible. The way she said it was so raw, so truthful. The most casual thing, hitting him like a 50 lb weight landing square on his heart.

“I love you too,” he whispered to her back while she crawled into his bed, peeking out from under the teal comforter.

“You coming?” she asked.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t be a bed hog, okay?” he said, pulling his own pajamas out of the drawer.

“Never fear. You should know by now, boy detective. I am a cuddler, not a bed hog,” she informed him as he headed to the bathroom to change.

When Jason came back, she was once again sober and solemn. Her eyes were dark and clouded, filled with all of her thoughts. Jason walked slowly, as though he were approaching a wounded animal. She didn’t hesitate, though. She reached out her arms towards him, and he fell into them, hugging her tightly as Gotham’s dark night sky wrapped around their consciousness like a blanket.

“I’m tired, Jay,” she whispered.

“I know. Go to sleep Rorie. It’ll be better in the morning,” he told her.

Jason knew he was lying. He knew the city would still be bursting at the seams with crime in the morning, dotted with seeds of people willing to murder teenage girls in one overripe sewer of a city, and the sun rising wouldn’t change anything about that. Jason knew the city better than anyone else in this family, and he knew it would not be better in the morning.

But this was Gotham, and sometimes lies were necessary if you wanted to make it through the night.

#scar tissue #jason todd #jason todd x oc #batman #batfamily #gotham

[halsteadsass]

Ahhh yay, I'm so glad you like the idea! I'm really excited about it. I love mysteries, so it's been really fun to drop little hints about who's matched up (which is ironically something I wish the actual show did better). I definitely recommend you watch the most recent season! Idk if you knew this, but they changed up the format where instead of 10 men/10 women, they cast 16 people who were all either bisexual or pansexual, so their perfect matches could be literally anyone. Which, no surprise, is the format I'm using for the fic 😏 It's no exaggeration one of my all-time favorite reality TV seasons.

So weirdly enough I've watched almost every season of AYTO, but I don't have the encyclopedic memory of it that I do of Survivor or Big Brother, so I only really remember seasons 3, 7, and 8? In season 3, I remember liking Zak and Hannah at the time, but now that I'm looking at how they turned out, it sounds like it didn't end super great. I also weirdly had a soft spot for Alec and Stacey (aka "mom & dad"), but I don't know if I'd feel the same way watching it back now. I remember them being deeply toxic lol. Season 7 I really liked Callie and Tomas, and apparently they just got engaged, which is nice, so good for them. Most of the other people on that season were awful though. In the interest of not spoiling you, there were a lot of couples on Season 8 that I loved, but then ending up not liking either because of end-of-show or post-show behavior. What about you?

And yes, I LOVED The Challenge! I sort of fell behind during Total Madness and haven't been able to catch up yet, but yeah, that doesn't shock me about Devin. I feel like a majority of MTV personalities are probably on the same level.

I was actually able to watch survivor tonight live. I will not be spoiling, but just wanted to say I enjoyed it! Please let me know when you watch so we can talk about it.

I am so glad I am not alone in feeling like I never knew who was paired up because of the lack of hints. The cast would always talk about things and how they were confident in their decisions, but I'd have no clue on how they got to those conclusions. I also forgot most of their names LOL. I mostly remember their faces. I remember rooting for Ethan and Amber back in season one so its nice to see they are still together and thriving. I also liked both Zak and Hannah and Cali and Tomas. I remember a lot of the couples who shouldn't have been together but stayed. Curtis continually being with Briana even though he should have been with Jenni. The messiness of Chris and Shanley. (Gave us a great breakdown and fight). I wanted Zak and Morgan together so badly and hated anytime he went near bria. It's always the messy ones that stand out the most.

I've almost never finished the recent seasons and would start back up again with the new one knowing who won. Last time, CT and Amber (from big brother) won. This season has been good, but its odd because we have a lot of international players. Im dying to watch the All Stars Show with some of the older, classic players when I have the time. The older seasons we're definitely better but I still try to keep up because its free entertainment and mindless fun.

#tea time with nikki #confetti-cupcake #asks

[nothing-but-kpop-dreams]

GOT7 Reaction: Them being clingy/wanting to cuddle (request)

I am so sorry this reaction has been taking us to so long to post, but thank you for being patient with us. We are just trying to get all our reactions done to the best of our abilities because we really do want these to be written as best as possible.

Mark:

“Babe!” you cheered as your tired boyfriend draggin his self in after a long day of practice.

“Hey baby!” he said with a tired smile as he made his way toward you. He joined you on the couch, just suddenly flopping on top of you without warning. he tightened his limb around you. “i missed you today.” he said softly.

“I missed you too.” you said as you waited for him to move a bit more until he cuddled you up as the big spoon like he always does.However, this time he kinda just stayed where he was. he had landed on you to where his head rested on your shoulder. he gave up halfway through his crawl and just puckered his lips for a kiss, too tired to move any closer. Of course you maneuvered awkwardly to meet his lips, just so happy that he actually came over when he said he would. It felt as though you hadn’t seen him in days.

“Babe, I’m way too tired. Take it over from here and just hold me.” he huffed dramatically. 

All you could do was giggle. “Was practice really that intense today? “ You cooed as you ran you fingers through his hair.

“Yeah, practice lasted forever.” he groaned. “I was just day dreaming of hanging out with you here all day.

“Well at least the day is over now!”

“Uh-huh” he mumbled as he nuzzled his head on your chest, settling himself so that he faced in the direction of the tv.

Mark soon feel so silent you thought he was asleep. “Baby?” you whispered.

“Hm?” 

“Why don’t you go sleep?”

“I’m watching tv with you.” 

JB:

“My angel! I’m home!” you could hear Jb’s  voice fill your apartment from your home office.

You could hear him make his way to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water, then making his down over to where you were. He skipped into the room with a big smile plastered on his face and he greeted you with a warm kiss. “How’s my cupcake today?” 

“Wow, someone is extra peppy today.” you almost groaned as you moved your tired eyes up at him and away from your paper work.

“Of course I am. It was a short schedule today remember? This means we can finally go to that new BBQ place that opened up!” he said excitedly.

“Shit!” you thought. You had completely forgotten that you both planned to go whenever he had time in his schedule and he wasn’t that tired. “Aw, baby.I completely forgot and I just have so much work for this project.” you pouted

Suddenly he frowned just the deepest frown you have ever seen, it broke your heart. “But I finally have time now. I’m free tomorrow morning too... but the place doesn’t until open the afternoon...”

“I’m sorry sweetie.” 

With slumped shoulders he let out a huff. “It’s okay... but I’m still here with you anyway that is what matters. I’m gonna go get another chair and come here and watch you work then” he said leaving the room. He had sounded a bit more cheerful, but you knew he was still disappointed when you saw him dragging his feet.

He soon returned with a dining room chair and placed it right besides you. He sat down and immediately rested his head on your shoulder. joining you in look down at your papers with a frown. 

“So what is this for again?” he asked after getting bored of watching you writing for only six minutes.

“That project I told you about the other day.” you said in a mumble.

“The one that isn’t do for another two weeks?”

“Yeah...”

“Are you kidding me? You have enough time to work on it, let’s go eat bbq tonight!” he whined right into your ear.

You nudged him off, cupping his pouting face. “I know, but I am so behind already baby.”

He grabbed your hands and held them to his chest. “But please!” he begged. “It won’t take us more than two hours! You are always complaining that we don’t go on enough dates, this is the perfect time now. Let’s go!” a hint of excitement coming back into his voice

“I really can’t afford to loose anymore time though.”

“How about this, we go eat, then tomorrow i spend aaaaaaaaall morning helping you?” he offered,

“Or how about this, you go watch tv and unwind for a few hours or like go take a nap, while I do this, then later tonight we watch a movie together? That way right now I get my work done.”

His face cringed up at that suggestion and he slouched down in his chair dramatic, obviously turning down that idea.

“Can’t you just order something from them as delivery then?”

“No, it won’t be the same.” he grumbled, his angry jaw was beginning to show a bit.

“Don’t you think your acting a bit childish about this?”

“No”

“My goodness, if only the rest of the guys could see how you were acting right now.” you let out a small chuckle

In one last attempt to get his way, he lunged at you engulfing you into a tight  hold. “Please! jagi?!?” he begged some more

“No” 

“Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please?”

“No.”

Still he held on tight, pushing his forehead up against yours, getting more annoying by the second. “Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please?”

“Boy, the longer he hung out with the maknaes the more he had started to act like them.” you thought. It didn’t seem like he was going to stop any time soon. “Fine!” you finally broke.

“Really?!?”

“Yes!” you groaned

“YAY!” he jumped out of his seat. “Let’s get ready! And I promise I will help  you with your work tomorrow, let’s just enjoy tonight!” he cheered as he gave you another big kiss.

“Whatever” you smiled.  Even though you knew you would be behind, it was worth seeing the smile on his face again Plus you were really looking forward to the whole bbq date to begin with.

Jinyoung:

“Thank you!” you smiled to the barista

“Thanks” Jinyoung said in a low voice as he grabbed your hand and directed you to a small table in the far corner of the cafe.

You sat down at one end, however, instead of sitting in front of you as any normal person would, your boyfriend decided to bring his chair over to your side and sit right besides you. “So you’re sitting right next to me, why?”

“I’m sorry, did it suddenly become illegal for me to sit next to you?” he asked sarcastically as he sat down, resting his arm on the back f your chair.

Moving right next to you was s bit out of the norm, but hugging you in public like this was just plain weird coming from him. Jinyoung was not the one for this much affection in such a public place. With him being an idol and all even having a date in public was a big deal to not attract any type of attention to yourselves. All you could do was throw him a weird look as a type of response.

“You look adorable when you stare at me like that.” he said keeping up that sarcastic tone of his. Then he got even weirder, coming close and giving you a  quick kiss.

“...I will never understand you.” At this point it was just best to ignore the whole ordeal all together.

As the two of you waited for your drinks, you spoke casually (the only normal aspect of everything), just catching up on the small things you didn’t have time to talk about before

It wasn’t long before the barista came by. He very subtly placed the drinks down, gave a smile and walked off. Despite the small interaction, Jinyoung had changed his demeanor at the other guy’s presence. Jinyoung fell quiet mid sentence, only staring at the young man, scooting a bit closer to you and putting his arm around you waist. Again, however you ignored the behavior. All you wanted to do was just enjoy the date in general.

You spoke again, however, this time it seemed as though Jinyoung was not paying attention. His eyes were constantly glaring over at the counter area at the front of the cafe. “Babe, are you listening?” you asked

“Huh?” his eyes flickered over to you “Yeah, of course!”

“Yeah? Then what did I just say?” you tested

“Um... So how has work been?” he asked to change the topic.

You squinted your eyes at him suspiciously.

“You know you are really cute when you squint your eyes at me like that!” he said with a hint of aegyo and hugging you tighter.

“... uh-huh...” still you just ignored it.

Throughout the rest of the small date, he was still off. The entire time he never had his hands off you. Under no circumstances did you go to the front counter for anything either. Even for something as small as a napkin he would run up and get it for you, getting up so fast that you didn’t have time to protest.Most  (annoyingly) of all, he just could not stop glancing over his shoulder to the counter area.

It wasn’t until you both were walking out of the cafe that you finally realized why he was acting so weird. as you both walked to the exit, you noticed his eyes dart over to the front area, targeting the barista, again just suddenly grabbing your hand as you passed him. 

Upon joining the the rest of society in the crowded side walk you asked, “So you were jealous?”

“Huh?!?”

“That’s why you were acting weird. You were jealous?”

He scoffed. “Me? Jealous of the barista? Pft! No!”

“Well, I didn’t ask whether you were jealous of the barista or not. But I guess I know now that you actually were!” you smiled

“I wasn’t jealous!” he insisted

You squeezed his hand and kissed his cheek. “You’re really cute when you are jealous.” you giggled.

Jackson:

It was a very early 7 am when your phone began ringing sporadically. You quickly opened the text messages to see what the commotion was about.

“Baby!” “Open” Your” Door” “Now” “Please” “Thanks” “I” “Love” “You” “<3″

You dragged yourself out of bed and tried to run to the door to see if your boyfriend was really there. “Baby?” you asked with a smile when you saw Jackson standing there completely awake with the biggest, cutest smile. “What are you doing here?”

“Guess who got the day off today!” he cheered as he skipped into your place. His energy levels were too much for you this early in the morning. You were still processing the fact that you were even awake.

“Wait... a day off?”

“Aww, baby how sleepy are you?” he laughed. “Yeah! A day off! They told me last week and I thought I would come over and spend the whole day with you.”

It was a cute gesture that he wanted to be with you this whole day. You couldn’t help but get that whole butterfly in the stomach feeling whenever he was being cute... but you also couldn’t help but decide to get a bit of revenge on him for waking you up so early. “So... Last week when I asked you when you were free to hangout and you said that you were busy aaaaaaaall week... You lied to me?” you asked dramatically.

That was when his smile toned down a bit “...Yeah, but like I said. I wanted to surprise you!” he said as he pulled you into a hug

“But you still lied. You lied to me”

“Yeah... but only so it was to be a surprise!”

You let out a gasp. “So you really did intentionally lie?!?”’ you tired your hardest not to smile since he seemed to think you were genuinely upset.

“It was just a tiny lie, baby” he said as he hugged you a bit tighter

“No stop hugging me.” you said despite the fact the you didn’t push him off you.

“I’m not gonna let you go until you forgive me”

“Well you lied to me and you know that I don”t like liars. so like let go of me so I can go about my day.” That was when you got yourself out of his his arms and went back to your room to go wash up.

Suddenly you felt him come up behind you and grab you into a back hug.

“I am gonna go wash up. Let go of me you liar.”

“Nope” you could practically hear his adorable squirtle grin.

He followed you into the bathroom and continued to hug you as you began brushing your teeth and washing you face.The entire time he was giving you stupid compliments like “Your bed head makes you look fabulous’ and you were trying your best not to break. In general it was hard just to go through your waking up process with him hugging you and all.

Next you decided to make breakfast so the two of you awkwardly shuffled to the kitchen. You grabbed some eggs and ham and cheese to make omelettes.

“What are you going to make us?” He asked as he rested his chin on your shoulder and watched you prepare everything. 

“I’m only making food for myself. You lied to me so you don’t get anything″

“But I’m soooooooooo hungry. AND IT WAS JUST A SMALL TINY LIE! I’m still here with you aren’t I?”

You just shrugged.

“I know how I can get you to forgive me.” he said ominously.

“And how do you think you can do-”

Suddenly he started tickling you from all over ”HAHAHA JACK- HAHAHA STOP!”

“Not until you forgive me!”

“FI- HHAHAHA FINE! HAHAHAH JUST STOP!”

He did so. “Yay I’m forgiven.”

“So what do you want to do today?” you asked as you turned the stove on.

“Hmmm I don’t know” he said as he came back hugging you from behind again. “Just whatever you want to do.” he said kissing your cheek

Youngjae:

“I’m here!” you declared as you busted into his bedroom armed with medicine and food.

Youngjae looked up at you from his bed, snuggled by blankets almost wrapping himself up like a burrito.

“Jagi, what are you doing here?” he finished his question off with a labored cough.

“How dare I find out from Mark that you were sick!” you said as you made your way up to him. “I’m here to look after you silly.”

“No, you don’t have to. I don’t want you to get sick like that last time I made you take care of me.”

“Too bad, I’m going to be with you until you get better.” you said as you put your hand to his forehead to check for a fever. “What’s wrong exactly, how are you feeling right now?”

“Like I’m dying.” he frowned

“You hungry?”

“...That depends... What did you bring?” he asked looking over your shoulder to the container sitting on his bedside drawer.

“Your favorite soup obviously.”

“...Then yes i am hungry... Feed me?” 

“Why cuz you feel like you are too tired to move? is your body aching too much? Or do you feel if you eat too much you might throw up?” you were quick to interrogate, going into nurse mode to figure out exactly what was making him sick.

“No, I just don’t want to undo my blankets. I feel really cold right now.”

You did so, anything so that he could stay comfortable. After he was done you went back to seeing what else you could do for him. “Is there anything  else you need? I brought some medicine if you need anything.”

“No Jinyoung gave me some before they all left. Just lay down with me.” he said in his best attempt at his signature smile. He wiggled to one end of the bed to give you more space. When you came up next to him, he undid a small part of his blanket cocoon and stuck his hand out to hold yours. “Don’t worry I didn’t cough into this hand, not even once.” he reassured.

You put your hand in his “It’s ok, but are you sure you don’t need anything else?”

“Nope you are all I need.” despite being sick he was still able to throw a cheesy saying at you.

Bambam:

You heard rustling in the other room and soon your boyfriend stepped into your bedroom.

“Finally you got here.” you said in a groan since you were so close to knocking out already.

“Hey” he said softly. He climbed into bed next you to you, placing his hands on your hips.

The room was dark so you couldn’t get a look at his face, but you knew something was off. HE didn’t greet you cheerfully, didn’t slide his hand up and down your body like he always does, that fact that all he said in the two minutes he was there was only “hey” was not a good sign.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” his voice was so soft, you barely heard him.

“You don’t seem okay. What’s wrong/” Now you were wide awake. “C’mon, just tell me.”

That’s when he moved away from you. “I’m gonna get ready for bed.” And just like that he walked away to the bathroom.

That ‘s when you pulled your phone out and gave Yugyeom a call. 

“Hey y/n! What’s up?” You could hear Yugyeom’s  voice sounding tired but still cheerful. 

“Hey, nothing much i was just curious about something.” you almost whispered. You didn’t want Bambam to hear you. “Did something happened today? Like I don’t know something upsetting you know... Bambam seems a bit off right now that he is over.”

“Yeah? Well i don’t know. He was a bit down today. I kept asking him why, but he never told me. I am thinking he is just tired we have been pretty busy the last few weeks.”

“Yeah? Well, yeah. That's true you guys have... Well you get some sleep. Sorry for calling you so late.”

“No problem. Night!” he said before he hung up.

You waited patiently for your boyfriend to step out of the bathroom. Once he did, you could make out some small sniffling sounds coming from him as he walked over to you. he crawled into bed, coming back up to you, just holding you like he did before.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” you whispered.

He didn’t say anything. He dug his face between your neck and the pillow. For a second you were a bit annoyed that he refuse to say a word, but then suddenly you felt your shoulder getting wet and you realized he was crying. You knew better than to say anything more. You just held him tightly until he let it all out.

Eventually he was done and pulled away from you to get some air. You just lay back, still giving him a moment. “You feel any better?” you asked softly.

He nodded.

“So what was wrong?”

“...I feel homesick.” he whimpered. “...I got a missed call from my mom today. I - I tried to call her back, but when i did she didn’t pick up. she was probably busy. I know it’s nothing... but i don’t know. The last time we talked was a while ago and just- I just miss being home.” he pouted.

“I get it. It really has been a long time since you spoke to her.I would be just as upset if i went that long, baby.” you said as you ran your fingers through his hair to get the stray strands away from his damp eyes.You placed a kiss on his forehead.

“Can we just go to sleep now?” he mumbled, pulling you close again

Yugyeom:

“I’ll make us ramen!” you said as you and our boyfriend returned to your apartment from your mini-vacation to the beach.

You turned on your lights to find your place completely spotless. “Wow! Those cleaning people you hired did such a good job!”

“Right, I told you they were good.” he said as he dragging the bag in from the hall, keeping it a point to hide his growing smile from you.

You made your way into the kitchen, opened the cabinet door, only to see that the top shelf was crammed with every thing, leaving the lower shelves (the only ones you can reach) empty... causing you to have a shit attack. “Yugyeom!” you shrieked. “Yugyeom, why is fucking everything crammed on the top shelf?!?”

All you heard in return was laughing coming from the living room.

With a rush of adrenaline you opened up every single drawer and cabinet. Every single little thing (except for the large pots and pans) was magically stuffed in the unreachable top shelves of your cabinets or your pantry. “UGH!”

“I told you i was going to get you back for ratting me out to Jinyoung about me ACCIDENTALLY  breaking his headphones.”

“Hey i was trying to protect myself, i wan’t gonna deal with that mess.” you said justifying yourself. “Be happy i at least told him you did it on accident. HE would have been alot more mad if he just found his headphones suddenly broke. I am so now i am so going to get you back for this!”

“I’d like to see you try!” he said as he stuck his tongue out at you.

“You wait and see.” you said ominously. “Until then you best start putting all my stuff from that top shelf back where it belongs.”

“Nah.”

“Fine, I’ll do it myself!” you looked over to your table only to notice that your dining chairs were missing. “What the?”

“Oh yeah. I also paid them extra not only to move everything to the top shelf, but also to move your chairs to the basement.” he said with a smirk.

you glared at him as you went over to the counter, attempt to climb up  the bottom shelves to reach the top. That’s when Yugyeom came up behind you and pulled you off.

“Let me go!” you growled as you struggled to get out of  his hold.

“And risk you falling? No!” he said more seriously.

“Oh now you’re being an adult?”

“How about this...” he began as he placed you down on the ground, but still keeping his arms around you. “I’ll take all the stuff down... But i want a kiss for everything I put back.”

“Reward you for pranking me? Heck no!”

“Aww, don’t be like that baby. You couldn’t keep your lips off me while we were on the beach, what’s so different now?” 

You continued to glare at him, so many plans of revenge running through your head. “...Fine, but i want everything exactly where it was before.”

“Ok!” he smiled as he puckered his lips for a kiss.

You gave him a quick peck. “Now bring down the cereal.”

He did so, very easily lifting his arm and grabbing the box., placing it to its proper shelve in the pantry. Then he came back to you, puckering his lips for another kiss.

you gave him another one. “Gosh this is going to take forever.” you groaned.

-Admin Boat

Again, I am so sorry this took me a long time to post. 

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[survivor-mesopotamia]

Ep. #2 - “Shit ain’t over till the fat lady sings and I didn’t warm my pipes.” (Cameron)

Day 4: Well. I survived my first tribal council of the season, and even though it went exactly according to plan, while I slept my entire day away, I'm still really hesitant to tell myself that I'm doing well on my tribe. I'm really nervous that my tribe mates are playing me, and that I'm really boo boo tha fool here. I called Megan post-tribal, and I was finally able to get some closure on something that happened between us in our personal lives, which felt really good. After that, she asked me about the idol, to which I had responded "Wait, Julian didn't tell you?", which hopefully sows some seeds of doubt in Megan about Julian. Ideally, if the Enlil tribe has to go back to tribal council, the four of us can bear witness to a Megan vs. Julian war. Because unfortunately, the connections I have outside Enlil, are shared with either Julian or Megan. If Megan and Julian are going after each other pre-merge, or during a swap scenario, I don't have to share those connections anymore. After that, Megan and I just talked about the nudes we received during quarantine ~ I then promptly ran to Will to tell him about the potential crack I just formed between Julian and Megan, which was met with genuine excitement. I think I'm really gaining Will's trust, and I think we vibe so well together. Love that guy! Overall, it wasn't a very productive day because I woke up at 4:30p PST. Love that for me, thanks for shading me @ Tribal Bodhi.

going into this scavenger hunt as the tribe that went to tribal last is worrysome. It's a challenge that's fully dependent on our activity, so we are at a serious disadvantage against the other two tribes that get to choose someone less active to sit out. We don't have that luxury. The point/life system eases the blow, however, since we can get less active players 1 life while more active players can get 3. In case we lose, I'm trying to connect with everyone on the tribe. I really don't want to vote anyone out though. I have an alliance with Julian and JJ, and one with Will on the side. Chrissa wants to work with Julian, JJ and myself, and I think Megan and JJ have something on the side. I'm nervous for who would be the target in the vote, and any vote would hurt all of our games collectively. Hopefully we win because the next vote will not be easy AT ALL.

Done w typing this sheet

jj and zachary are so fucking annoying to this challenge and if i vote for you first at the swap, its probably because youre typing too much during this challenge sorry not sorry xoxo - sincerely johnny a month from now

let me be clear with andrew I was not calling his hosting unfair i was calling the fact that a majority green item giving him a point unfair not the hosting but lack of yellow, also i have a headache i don't feel that good. and I just don't think zach should have had a point for it nothing against hosting obviously i watch a movie trivia thing where literally they have a challenge to challenge any questions that are unfair, that doesn't mean they are calling the question writers or the answer writers unfair. 

Zach just won the tribal challenge for us which is fantastic. We can maintain the illusion of a unified tribe longer, which keeps us together in a swap situation, and Zach has clearly painted a challenge target on himself over the last two challenges which will make him go before me if our Triforce ever becomes the minority. I'm really happy with my position in the game right now

me and monty trying to find the idol and decode this annoying ass video https://imgur.com/a/lu7sbMu

Forgive me father for I have sinned it's been approximately three days since my last confession so far can't complain really we be winning they hating we be riding pretty damn clean I've got a majoritu alliance I didn't start so odds of it falling around me and being the first voted out slim to none thank the sweet baby jesis and all that good shit. Oh well that's all for now

JULIAN’S HOST CHAT GUEST, ZEE:

I am filling in a confessional because you told me to. I am in front of my fan because it's hot. I'm thinking that it seems pretty stupid to ask me for a confessional. Julian's prod chat isn't very interesting because he's distracted.

also just threw out madison's name to johnny. if this shit backfires on me ill be ):

https://youtu.be/Pqck1gayfJU

https://youtu.be/FMay7NycsPw

yo yo yo homies!!! fuck the scavenger hunt and the mobile Skype app !! Lowkey scared but I think I’m close with everyone on the tribe except madi soooooooooo that’s probably who will go tonight. I’ve connected a lot with Monty and am hoping we can work together closely moving forward 💕not sure how useful my relationship with Zach is going to be come swap/merge bc it seems like he’s ALREADY making himself a target like the big doof he is. More later 💋

https://youtu.be/Qg47yupj1bQ

https://youtu.be/vUK8A1qWVoA

Hello tumblr survivor world! Sorry I didnt confess for episode 1, I was going to but i accidentally exited out of the page when i almost finished writing it. Anyways, it was just a cast assessment for my tribe so tl;dr everyone on my tribe is great and its really sad that we have to vote someone out now. So this whole weekend I was away so I was REALLY worried that I would be voted out since I sat out of the challenge. But after talking to Johnny and Isabelle, it seems like Madison will be voted out tonight. Which is so bad bc this her first game in a year, but hey it's our first vote and it's not me so it's not really the time to make a stand. _________________________________________________________________________________________ Okay I took a break from writing this confessional and there's moreeeeeeeee so part 2 I guess. So I had a call with Johnny and we came up with an alliance of me, him, Isabelle, and Benji. What an iconic alliance, right? But also while Johnny and I talked we got onto the topic of idols and why it is that there hasn't been an idol post yet. I brought up that wayyyyyy back when in Malaysia and some other games around that time, some of the idol hunts were less clear cut. We ended up looking at the blog and clicking the "idol system" tab and it brought us to some weird crab video with audio that sounds like a pokemon cry? Idk part of me thinks its just a joke but I also have to consider that it might be SOMETHING. It said remember to like and subscribe so I sent a screenshot of me liking and subscribing to see if that would do anything but nope. Johnny said he'd do some thinking about it and get back to me later if he figures something out. Also tribal seems super clear cut so I'm a bit less worried now but y'know how it is I can't not worry about tribal.

i just spent $8 on a spectogram and STILL cant find this fucking idol im gonna kms... monty im sorry im steam rolling ahead looking for this thing without telling you, but thank you for the first clue xoxo... if i get stumped in the future ill reach out for SURE (but idt you trust me that much so this seems kinda valid to me) ((FOUR HOURS LATER: i told monty lololol)) ALSO FOR FUCKS SAKE I think madison is gonna go, and truthfully, im fine with it because it's the easiest thing to do due to her poor performance in the past few challenges and just being the least AROUND the tribe, but i know that it'd probably be better for me long term to get rid of abby because i just dont see her as a long term ally for me. i think she's close to JJ and Megan on the other tribe, and she's becoming much more acclimated to the tumblr survivor community that i just BET that she maybe has an additional connection on the rookie tribe. If I can attempt to break that up before we get to a swap, I think that's what im going to have to do figure out if we lose another challenge before a swap... i dont really want to see ANYBODY else go besides abby if im thinking about a second boot. i bet it wont be easy to take her out tho also, if madison goes, this is like...... lowkey vindication for game changers???? last night i talked about this with monty and i was like hmmmm "is it ugly to bring up past game history?" and his response was "not if it's within the same series" .... so. vindication

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omg i just told madison how to find the idol system thing i hope she doesnt tell anyone i told her about it LMAO........ this almost seems too easy.i got added to two alliances today. why do i not feel safe? is it me going? WTF IS GOING ON

excited to be first boot because no one will TALK TO ME! 

Things haven’t changed much since my last confessional! As far as I know the tribe hasn’t started into alliances and we’re all riding some excitement at having so far avoided tribal. I think the rest of the tribe and I are all feeling good and just focusing on making the tribe switch without losing any members.

from round 2 https://youtu.be/fk002uG2HoI

Hi sorry I forgot to do a confessional this round so this will be short imma just say a few things 1. I don’t trust julian one bit he can stop being shady to me 2. I can’t believe we aren’t going to tribal I’m so fkn happy i was able to pull out the win for our tribe because I didn’t want to lose anybody else 3. I love and adore will with all of my being and he’s my number 1 ally right now 4. I find it highly doubtful that there’s only one idol in this game and that you can’t find it until merge but that’s as far as I can get in the idol search for now so I guess there’s nothing I can do about it 5. I’m still having fun can’t wait to fuck up another flash game yay!!!

My Purple edit is amazing right now. But having played more games than most of these newbies, I have decided to take on the role of teacher and becoming more of a "role model" for these newbies. I feel like I have the closest bond with Zach, and I need to get a little closer with Collin. I have Grace from past games, and then there are the others who I do not really have any strong bonds with at the moment. I guess I need to start going to them more and show that I want to work with them.

https://youtu.be/yhwXzqrTcsA Confessional 2 for round 2

https://youtu.be/TVnpwqc8XLY

Madison voted out 6-1

#nomorethings

[youremyonlyhope]

Stranger Things 3

Episodes 3 and 4

Episode 3! Also interrupted by texts but this time by my brother asking stupid questions so that’s fun.

Side note: My mom’s birthday was recently and her friend got her balloons, which we’ve just had floating in our apartment since then. They’re finally starting to deflate, so my AC is pushing them around a bit and making them scratch the ceiling. I swear it sounds like mice or rats scratching in the wall and it keeps freaking me out. I felt this was relevant because of the whole rat thing

I don’t like how violent and jealous and aggressive Hopper is this season. I don’t like it. I want the Hopper that’s a jerk but still very sweet back. Billy being able to kinda see El was freaky. Why does no one ever take Joyce seriously? She’s LITERALLY always right! Ok. Fuck every single one of the men that Nancy has to work for. They all suck. Every single one of them. My poor baby Will. Just let him be happy. For once. And I forgot to mention this for episode one, mostly because I forgot about it, but Will said he didn’t think he’d ever fall in love with anyone. And now Mike said “It’s not my fault you don’t like girls.” Now. Of course. This could just be that Mike meant Will doesn’t like girls yet. Or it could mean Will’s gay like how Joyce said people teased and assumed he was when he was younger. Or, and this would be extra interesting, he’s asexual and doesn’t like anyone, hence why he said he’d never fall in love. But also he’s a child so we don’t need to be even worrying about this, but it’s interesting. Also, LET WILL JUST BE HAPPY. Heather drowning was like nightmare fuel.

I’m really glad that this season it’s the girls figuring everything out. Joyce is literally studying electromagnets. Nancy’s tracking down the rats. Robin’s decoding Russian messages. And El and Max are off trying to figure out why Billy can see El in the... nothingness? Did we ever come up with a name for where El goes? Whatever. But what are the boys doing? Wallowing around, complaining about girls, calling us a different species, hurting their friend’s feelings even though they say girls are too emotional, watching girls through binoculars instead of sticking to the plan, and getting drunk and angry and taking it out on the women in their lives. Look, I love all the boy characters, but they’re being so useless right now.

My poor baby Will. Tearing up his pictures. Destroying Castle Byers. I’m so heartbroken. But also, I appreciate the callback to them discovering El in the rain. Oh and poor Mrs. Driscoll. Wow that sucks. Why does it need fertilizer? Can we just... not... with the Terminator Dude. I don’t like him. And I’m super duper concerned at how normal Billy and Heather can be while possessed. Now, deep down, I really want Billy to be protecting Max. I hope he is. Something else I forgot to mention last episode, but is this the beginning of a Billy redemption arc? Because, if done correctly, I’m here for it. He already kind of protected Mrs. Wheeler, maybe he’ll protect Max. But the Shadow Monster saw El so that sucks. I loved the widening pupils though, well done.

Also, is Heather’s dad one of the writers at the Post? Or can I literally not tell any of the old white guys apart?

Ok Episode 4 here we go!

I told myself I wouldn’t pause for even a moment to write anything. I wanted to just watch it all and then put down my thoughts. But I did pause just once to write one note: “Mayor perfect tie”

Because the Mayor’s tie... is perfect. During the scene where Hopper beats him up. Somehow, they tied the knot so the patterns lined up perfectly perpendicular. And I just had to take a second to applaud the costume department on that. Because lining up the patterns of a tie takes dedication and incredible attention to detail.

Anyway. I was right that the dad was the guy from the newspaper. Yay. We got more women getting things done. Of course. But Dustin, Steve, and Will are stepping up. Hopper beat up Mayor Westley. My heart kinda broke, I will admit it. I gotta stop associating actors with characters and sympathizing just because I like a different character of theirs (Burn as Karl in GOT). Oh my god the cigar slicer I just... I was screaming “NO. HOPPER NO. BABY NO.” the whole time. Jonathan annoys me a little more every season. I get where he’s coming from but still... he annoys me. Which sucks because at first I really loved him in Season 1. Erica is my queen. Everything she says or does, queen. When she opened those doors and stood there I said out loud “If this child dies right now, if this child gets sniped, I am killing the writers.” because that moment seemed too good to be true. Of course minutes later all 4 of them plunge into the depths of who knows what, but whatever. I liked the conversation between Nancy and her mom. This season is killing the Bechdel test. I love it. Because I’m pretty sure in season 1 we didn’t have any women talking to each other after Barb died. Maybe there was one scene between Joyce and El. That was it. I love that Nancy’s taking initiative, but I wish she had someone with her as back up. The whole Billy activation sequence had me gasping. And the Mind Flayer has an army. Yay. I like “Shadow Monster” more just because Flayer sounds like such an awkward word to me.

Also, something else I thought of immediately when Episode 1 started yesterday and then promptly forgot until just now. Terminator Dude... he’s ultra strong... almost supernaturally strong... and last season opened with Eight/Collie... and this season opened with Terminator Dude...

Basically, is Terminator Dude one of El’s sibling’s too? Is that why he knows about the Upside Down and the experiments? What if he ran away, and that’s why Papa (cannot remember his actual name) had El spy on the Russians back when she was being experimented on? He wanted to see if Terminator Dude had gotten anywhere. Maybe.

That’s just my theory for now. But I’m sticking to it until I’m proved wrong. But that was literally my first thought once we focused on him for the opening of the series.

And I’m gonna stop for tonight because I gotta wake up early tomorrow. Yay.

#hope watches stranger things #ignore me if you want