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kissitbttr · 4 months

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Ok, imagine Miguel and Glen just casually talking

'i told you we are going serious'

'if you are going serious with her why haven't you met her family or something?'

After that he has been persistently asking about y/n's family and he eventually tells y/n he wants to meet them

(first time asking for something lol sorry if I made some mistakes, love the way you write <3)

“So got any plans with your girl and her family this Christmas?”

Miguel stops eating his cereal before looking up, seeing Glen taking a seat in front of him,

“What do you mean?”

Glen gives him a look, one that Miguel doesn’t understand. “I meant, are you going to spend some time with her family next week. Unless you both are only fucking around-“

“We’re not” Miguel’s quick to say, resuming to feed himself a spoonful of froot loops. Your favorite ones. And now it has become his favorite too. “We’re serious. She’s the one”

Hearing that makes Glen smile, leaning forward against the marble top as he hears how defensive his best friend gets with his girlfriend. “Okay that’s good. But does she know that?”

“What the fuck are you talking about, compá?”

“That you’re getting serious with her” Glen shrugs, interlocking his hands. “Because it’s been like what, almost six months you guys are fucking around-“

“We are not, fucking around” Miguel repeats through gritting teeth.

“Okay shit, sorry. Don’t kill me” Glen apologizes with a smile. “But has she ever, I don’t know—Asked you to go meet her family?”

Miguel thinks for a while before shrugging, playing with his food. “Not really… She never really talked about it so i assumed it’s a sensitive topic. She has a brother though.”

“Oh. Well okay” Glen answers with a sigh, earning a frown from Miguel as he stops chewing,

“What the hell is that?”

“The hell is what?!”

“That!” Miguel points, dropping his spoon. “Fuck, do i have something to worry about?!”

“What, no! Man—Christ! I didn’t peg you for an overthinker, O’Hara” Glen jokes, but Miguel doesn’t find it funny. “I’m just saying… If shit’s getting serious then you should probably ask her to go meet her family. If not then—“

“Fucking stop. I can’t and won’t hear what you’re about to say next.” Miguel stands up from his chair, grabbing the bowl before dumping it on the sink. “I mean she—she knows that i’m serious with her… Right? She’s got to be… Or maybe is she not—“

“Woah okay hey” Glen immediately jumps to console Miguel after seeing the defeated look on his face and the crack of his voice. Not exactly fond of seeing the distress expression across Miguel’s face.

“She knows, man.. Of course she does” Glen says, “that girl’s crazy in love with you it’s almost sickening. so i doubt she’ll leave your ass”

“You think so?” Miguel’s eyes soften at the confirmation. “She told you that?”

Glen only smile, hiding something that his best friend doesn’t know and he likes to keep it that way.

“Nope. Just a simple observation” He lies. “She here?”

“Yeah. Sleeping upstairs” Miguel’s heart blooms at the thought of his pretty girlfriend tucked comfortably underneath the covers of his bed,

“Alright then why the fuck are you still here? Be a gentleman, wake her up and get her breakfast. It’s almost 9” Glen claps his shoulder before walking away, resuming his daily routine.

Miguel’s hand reaches out next to the stove, grabbing the brown paper bag filled with your favorite cinnamon roll and lemon loaf along with an iced coffee from the cafe. He couldn’t decide which one you prefer to eat for breakfast, so he bought two instead.

He goes back to his room, entering in silence only to find you already woken up. His eyes light up when his favorite smile look up to him. The cause of his heart beat to quicken, knees to buckle and ruby irises to dilate,

He doesn’t think he’ll get tired of it,

“I was wondering where my big boy has gone” You stretch out your arms, kicking the covers off.

Miguel walks towards the bed, cheeks warming at the nickname. “Was craving cereal for breakfast so i went down to get some. I didn’t wanna wake you”

He takes a seat at the edge of the bed as you prop yourself up to sit up straight, the collar of his shirt you’re wearing falls down to one of your shoulder. Exposing your soft skin, littering with marks of his teeth from last night,

“So sweet of you, baby” You move to sit on your knees and move forward to kiss his lips. “What’s that?”

“Oh, this?” He moves the bag to your lap and set the iced coffee next to your bed. “Your breakfast. I got your favorites.”

Your eyes soften at his gesture, jutting your bottom lip forward. “Are you saying, you ate a cereal but you bought me bakery goods? Why would you do that?”

“You’re my girl” He responds as if it’s the most obvious thing. “I’m supposed to take care of you, mi amor.”

Your heart soars when he gives you his lovesick smile as his head tilts a bit to the side. “I love you, you know that? But i would’ve been just fine with cereal.” Your hands wrapped around his neck as he keeps a steady grip on your hips, drawing you close,

“Ay, cariño. I’ve lost count on the amount of times you’ve eaten that ever since you start sleeping over here” He chuckles, moving your hair to the back. “You need some better food in your system”

“Awe. I love how you’re taking care of me” You coo, giggling at your boyfriend lovely gesture.

He eyes you for a moment. From the crease of your brows, to your cute nose, and down to your soft full lips that he adores.

Gorgeous doesn’t even begin to describe you.

“What’s on your mind, Miggy?” You wonder, fingers move to lose themselves under his chocolate hair. “Hm?”

“Just thinking”

“About?”

“About when i get to meet your family” He blurts, causing your movement to stop. He panics for a little.

“I mean y-you don’t have to, wait—i mean we don’t have to” He nervously laughs, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. “I know we never actually talked about it. Which is why i won’t pressure you. But i would like to meet them someday… I want them to know that i’m not just some guy and that i’m taking good care of you and all”

You watch how he rambles. Feeling flustered at the choice of his words, especially the last one. He doesn’t want to come off cocky or anything but he can’t deny the fact that he’s the only man who has been treating you like a princess and he doesn’t even have to ask you for the truth.

A grin spreads across your features, letting out a giggle at how cute he’s acting. “You are, baby. You’re meeting my family”

His eyes widens. “Wait, i am?”

“Yes” You nod, pecking his nose. “I’m taking you to dinner with my family for Thanksgiving and Christmas. I already told them. It was supposed to be a surprise for you, though”

“Holy shit. Really?” Again, you nod which makes him smile even bigger. “This is the best news ever! I can’t wait to win them over!”

“You’re so cute, Miguel”

#miguel o’hara blurbs #frat!miguel #is this too short? bc my brain is blocked lmao

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muertawrites · 2 years

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Bandanna anon back again, different thought this time. Ok so Eddie lives (obviously, why wouldn’t he?) but he has to go to the hospital where they shave his head in order to give him stitches and just Eddie with a buzz cut 😌 convincing Eddie you still love him without his hair 😊 Eddie growing it out and having these little ringlets that you fight him to not tease out 😍 Eddie’s hair growing back as a reminder of him healing 🥰

bandana anon i love youuuu *mluah* 😛

as a traumatized and healing bitch i love this. i 👏🏻 love 👏🏻 this 👏🏻

eddie x hopper!reader bc parallels 🥺

Your father is up before anyone else in the house, as always. You roll out of bed to find him at the kitchen table, reading the day's newspaper and nursing his second cup of coffee. Instead of saying good morning, he just grunts at you.

"How's he doing?" he asks as you help yourself to what's left in the pot.

It's an odd question, coming from him.

Jim Hopper had always hated the "him" he was referring to - the scruffy miscreant who he'd busted multiple times for vandalism, petty theft, public intoxication, possession...

He hated him even more when he found out his eldest child had fallen hard for him.

Even more when the way he found out was walking into your room one evening after he'd snuck in, finding the boy in a precarious position between your legs.

But since the earthquake, he'd softened. He saw the way Eddie looked at you, the way he risked his life to protect you, and suddenly a criminal history didn't matter as much.

He was troubled, sure. But he was good to you. He made you happy. And that was enough for Jim.

"He's okay," you reply. "Nightmares again last night. Couldn't sleep."

Your dad hums, sympathetic.

"Those'll stick around for a while."

As if on cue, the man in question emerges from your bedroom, looking as ragged and sleep deprived as he feels. He wears a gray beanie over his newly shaven head, hiding the ugly gash that lies beneath. He doesn't meet your eye, popping a cigarette into his mouth and slipping onto the back porch. You sigh.

"Still upset over his hair, huh?" Jim comments.

"Yeah," you confirm. "It, um... It reminds him of his dad, I think. How he used to make him shave it."

Your father is also familiar with the elder Munson, the crime that got him thrown into prison with a life sentence. More so with the abuse he used to inflict upon his son, since he was the one who answered many of those calls.

"Munson was a scumbag," Jim grumbles. "Hard to believe a kid as good as Eddie came from him."

You smile at the compliment, which your dad shares over the edge of his paper, pursing his lips together to try and hide it. Coffee in hand, you open the back door and join Eddie, sinking down beside him on the porch steps.

"Mornin', angel," he greets you.

You lay your head on his shoulder, and he wraps his arm around you, keeping you warm against the spring chill. In the distance, what remains of downtown Hawkins smolders, sending ribbons of black smoke into the clear blue sky.

"How's your head doing today?" you ask.

He doesn't answer, opting instead to take a long drag of his cigarette.

"... You've gotta show me at some point."

Eddie huffs, flicking ash into the tray your father keeps on the back porch.

"You don't wanna see it," he mumbles. " 's pretty bad."

"So are the ones on your neck," you remind him. "But you let me kiss those."

He side eyes you, and you can tell he's trying to argue the sense you somehow manage to talk into him. You were the one who dragged him back through the portal when he tried to be a hero, after all.

"... You're not gonna like it," he finally admits. "I'm not... I'm not me anymore."

"You still eat Froot Loops for dinner," you contest. "That's pretty you."

He tries to fight the laugh that bubbles in his chest, the resulting smile warming your heart with just how genuine it is. You haven't seen him smile like that in far too long.

"I'm just worried you're not... You're like, serially into guys with long hair," he continues. "My hair was what got you to notice me in the first place. What if... What if you're not... What if I'm not attractive to you anymore?"

You sit up, taking his face in your hands; almost a little too aggressively, because he flinches the slightest bit in surprise.

"Eddie," you say. "Do you know what the sexiest thing about you is?"

He stares at you blankly.

"That stupid demon voice you do when you're playing a villain in a campaign," you tell him. "The over the top, snarly, borderline feral voice that comes out of you when you get really into it. It's ridiculous. And I'd be lying to you if I told you I didn't cum so hard the couple times it's come out during sex."

Eddie's eyes pop, mortified.

"I've used it during sex?"

You laugh, nodding as you lean forward to peck his lips.

"Yes. But my point is that you're goofy, and dramatic, and clever, and sweet, and so shamelessly you that this-" you pat the beanie covering his head "- doesn't matter to me. What matters is that you're safe. That you're still with me."

Eddie raises a hand to your cheek, gently running his thumb over the high point of the bone. He gazes lovingly, dreamily down at you, a bemused smile curling his lips.

"I don't deserve you," he murmurs.

"You deserve me more than anyone."

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"Stop."

You lift the comb out of Eddie's hand, kissing him on the cheek as you do.

"They're cute. Leave them."

He tsks, snatching the comb back up when you set it on the bathroom counter, resuming the process of teasing out the ringlets his hair has started to grow into.

"It looks better longer," he growls, frustrated. "I hate my fuckin' hair."

"Can I have help?"

El appears in the doorway, holding her own set of styling tools. Her hair has also grown out quite a bit, now at the awkward length where it has to be styled every day or else look totally unpresentable. You gesture her inside, perching on the closed lid of the toilet as she sits on the floor in front of you, letting you work your older sibling magic. In a matter of minutes, her locks have been tamed; she bounds up to the mirror beside Eddie to inspect your work.

"It's coming back," she notices, looking up at him. "Your scar is almost gone."

He hums, running a contemplative finger over the raised, darkened bit of flesh peeking from his hairline. The scar runs all the way around his skull, down the back of his neck, but it's disappeared under the nest of dark brown curls that have grown in since his stint in the hospital.

He grins at her in the mirror, pointing to her wrist.

"So's yours," he notes, indicating her tattoo. "Ink's fading."

El smiles back, positively beaming. Her hand lifts to trace the bats etched above his elbow, a habit she's picked up in the months since Eddie moved in. She loves him like a brother. It makes your heart want to explode.

"I like your hair like this," she admits. "You look better than before. You're healing."

Eddie pauses, his face crumpling like he's about to start sobbing. You hide your smile behind your hand as he takes a deep breath, regaining his composure, then takes one of El's own curls between two fingers, pulling and releasing so it bounces like a spring. She giggles at him, playfully smacking his hand away.

"You're lookin' better too, short stack," he says. "Guess we're both gonna be okay."

#eddie munson #eddie asks #muerta's works #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x you fluff #i had to have an eddie and el interaction i just HAD to #he'd love her #they'd adopt each other as siblings #ugh el my sweet baby angel #also eddie and hopper interactions????#i need more of them #eddie munson x hopper!reader

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aalyssah · 2 years

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Seen Too Much

Pairing: Mob!Mommy!Wanda x Little!Reader

Wanings: Angst/Fluff, Yelling, Aruging, Screaming, Cursing, Mention of guns, Violence, Blood, and maybe more but I'm lazy.

Word Count: 4,603

Summary: You walk in on Mommy!Mob!Wanda dealing with her victim and you tell her you wanna be like her and she gets mad at you.

A/N: Sorry, I know near the end it sucked, but I hope you Enjoy!

You woke up to the feeling of a cold empty bed. You sat up and looked around for Wanda. "Mommy?" You said tiredly. You rubbed your eye and reached out for your iPad thinking she's in the bathroom.

It's been 30 minutes now and you were getting hungry so you grabbed your teddy bear and paci and crawled off the bed "Come on Buttons let's go find mommy." You said opening the door and walking down the hall.

All was heard was the soft paddling of your feet hitting the wooden floor. As you got closer to her office you could hear yelling? You knew your mommy said never go in there but, you were curious.

You turned the knob a little just so you could see through the crack. You saw your mommy yelling in a man's face and there were a bunch of scary big men in all black.

"ANSWER ME!" She yelled. You wondered why she was mad. You wanted to cheer her up by coming to hug her like you always do so, without thinking you opened the door and walked in.

It was like time froze. All the men looking at you got scared. Wanda turned around and almost died. Her eyes were so wide and her mouth was open "Sweetie what are you doing here? You should be sleeping." She said, trying to block your view of the bloody man behind her.

"I'm a hungry mommy." You said rubbing your eyes looking up at her. "Ok come on let's go get something in your tummy and play." She walked over and picked you up, resting you on her hip as she walked out.

Before she closed the door you got a glimpse of the man laying in the chair looking out of breath silently thanking you. "Mommy what were you doing?" You asked as she sat you in your high chair.

"Don't worry about it sweetie. What are you hungry for?" She said trying to change the subject but, you wanted to know "No mommy I wanna know who that man was." You looked at her with innocent eyes.

"I said don't worry about it now tell me what you want to eat." She sounded like she was getting annoyed so you dropped it "Froot Loops." You said sadly.

It's been days since your incident with your mommy and neither of you spoke a word about it. You were kind of sad but, you thought whatever your mommy does is cool. The fact she can make anybody quiet without saying anything makes you want to be like her.

You've been wanting to ask her what she does as a job but, she never tells you. "Mommy?" You said making your way to the couch she was laying on "Hey sweetie what's wrong?" She looked concerned

"I wanna be like you." She looked at you confused "What do you mean baby?" She asked pulling you into her lap "Like your job. Your like one of the scary people in movies." You said playing with the buttons on her shirt "Y/n." She said sternly. You froze. She doesn't call you by your real name unless she is mad.

"Mommy why are you mad I just-" You were then cut off "What did I tell you last time?" You just looked at her scared to say anything. "I said don't worry about it which means don't talk about it or think about it." She was getting upset that you were still talking about it at the point she was raising her voice a little.

"I-I'm s-sorry mommy I just w-wanna be like y-you." You wiggled out her hold and ran into the guest bedroom, locking it. 'God she won't listen.' Wanda thought letting out a sigh before continuing to watch her show.

Despite you being hungry you wouldn't dare come out. Even if you had to pee. You were scared she would get mad at you but, you were starting to get lonely. You came out of the room to get a snack and saw one of the big men in black standing near the door.

"Hi mister." You said with the pack of Oreos. "H-hi." The man said, he had a deep voice but, sounded scared "Is my mommy home?" You asked "Y-yeah she's doing -uh- s-something." He knew how mad Wanda would be if someone told you what her job was.

"Cookie?" You asked about being nice. This was the only time you were going to talk to anyone so, why not make it count? "No thanks." You sighed "Y'know what my mommy does?" You said getting straight to the point "U-uh n-no." He lied.

"Are you telling the truth? My mommy says liars get stitches." You told him "Oh yeah they'll be needing stitches all right." He mumbled, you heard him "What do you mean?" He looked really scared now "N-nothing." He stuttered.

"Come on please tell me! I just wanna be like my mommy." You said you were on the verge of crying. It was like being in a trio where 2 friends left the other out and you were the one left out. "H-hey hey don't cry p-please your mom will be m-mad." He said trying to get you to stop crying.

"H-hey look if I tell you what your mommy does will you stop crying?" He whispered. You instantly wiped your tears away and sat up, ready to listen. "I promise." You said holding your pinky finger out. He wrapped his around yours "Ok all you need to know is she hurts bad people that don't give her what she wants. I have to go." He said walking away.

You sat there and thought for a second what he meant and then you remembered the time you watched a movie with Auntie Natasha and it was with a man killing people for not giving him money. You thought it was cool and told Natasha you wanted to be like him.

She thought you were joking but, you really weren't. You made your way to your mommy's room and waited until she came in.

She came in with some red stuff on her dress. "Mommy I need to talk to you." You said with your arms crossed. "You finally wanna come out after running away?" She asked you, looking upset "I need to tell you something." You were now getting a little nervous because of the last 2 times you tried telling her.

"A little birdie told me something." You said messing with the end of your onesie "Go on." She egged "I wanna hurt the people you do." Although it didn't make sense she knew what you were talking about but she wondered how you knew.

"How do you know that?" She said raising her voice a tad bit "I told you, a little birdie." Y'all just looked at each other "Y/n we went over this why can't you just listen to me?!" She yelled.

You weren't about to take that disrespect "No mommy you always told me to follow my dreams when I wanted to be an artist and now I wanna be like you and it's a problem!" You argued.

You were tired of her dropping the conversation when you were interested in it. "Don't talk back to me, little girl. I said 'no ' and that's final! If you wanna say anything else you're getting spanked!" She yelled, ending the argument.

You were mad "No mommy You hate me! You don't wanna see me do good." You screamed, tears threatening to fall. Without thinking she said "You're right! I do hate you when you keep acting like a bad girl." She yelled "Now if you wanna keep acting like this you can leave!"

That was the final straw. The tears you've been holding since the argument started fell. She said she hated you. "Y-you h-hate m-m-me?" You said looking at her with blurry vision. Wanda started feeling bad. She has never said anything like that to you. "N-no sweetie I love you." She tried to touch you but you backed away.

"No! Don't touch me!" You said backing into the wall "Baby I don't hate you, I love you. I said it out of anger." You knew she did but, she promised you she would never say anything like your last caregiver and she lied. Without thinking you ran away to your room not caring about her yelling for you to come back.

Wanda's POV

I can't believe I said that. I promised her I would never be like her first caregiver and I broke that promise. I wish I could turn back time to the morning she saw me torturing that man. I had 3 problems on my hands: Y/n is mad at me, I have to earn her trust, and find out who told her what I do.

I was beyond pissed at myself and whoever said the word. I called for a meeting with my men. "Listen here! I'm going to ask nicely first but, if you don't answer honestly I'm gonna kill every single one of you in this room." I said reloading my gun. "Who told Y/n what I do"

Everyone got nervous and didn't dare say a word "So we're gonna be quiet?" I asked, looking at them. "Ok since nobody wants to talk I-" I was then cut off by on of my men name George "I-I'm s-sorry she was-crying a-a-nd-" I looked at him with anger "SO YOU TOLD HER WHAT I TOLD YOU NOT TO?!"

I said pointing my gun at him "N-no I-" He stuttered . "You disobeyed me." I said, making him even more scared. "S-she just wanted t-to be l-like y-you." That made me freeze. 'She just wanted to be like me.' 'I don't wanna see her do good.' Those thoughts came to mind.

It was making me upset and I wanted to earn her trust but, I was doing the same thing to my men that I did to her. She probably thinks I'm a monster now. I was on the verge of crying so I dropped my gun and left leaving the men looking relieved and confused.

No One's POV

Wanda needed to think of ways to earn your trust but she couldn't. Then an idea came to mind. She could call the one person you love and trust other than her.

Natasha.

Natasha was the one that introduced you to her about being a little and you trusted her with your life. Although Wanda knew the consequences she would face telling Natasha what she did, she would do anything to get you back. Wanda pulled out her phone and pressed on Natasha's name for FaceTime.

Wanda nervously waited for Natasha to pick up on the other end of the phone she then saw "Hey Wands what's up?" She said smiling, setting up a vase. "H-hey I need to t-tell you s-something." Wanda said nervously not knowing how she was going to react.

"I'm all ears!" She said wait. Wanda explained everything that happened and was secretly shaking and scared of how Nat's smile wiped off her face and you could hear the shattering of the glass from the vase she dropped. "You did what?!" She yelled. Anyone could see how red her face turned.

Nat ran around the house searching for the keys "I-I-I'm sorry!" Wanda apologized. She knew what happened was wrong and how sensitive you were. "I t-thought I was d-doing what's b-best." Wanda couldn't stop the tears from falling down her face.

Nat was in her car already speeding to her house. You could hear the cars honking and yelling from people but Nat didn't care. She just needed to make sure you're ok. "I swear to god Wanda if something wrong with her I will kill you!" Nat yelled, hitting the steering wheel.

Out of anyone Wanda could be scared of Nat. Natasha was like a second mom to you and if anyone was to make you feel any slight discomfort. It's over and that goes for Wanda too. The door busted open to reveal a mad Natasha with food. "Where is she?" She said, referring to you. "I-in her r-room." Wanda said sniffing.

Natasha made her way back and knocked on the door softly. "Y/n baby it's me Auntie Nat." She said slowly opening the door. There you laid on your bed crying with stuffies around you like a barrier.

You looked over and shot up when you saw your Auntie walk in with McDonalds. "I got you food sweetie!" She happily said, trying to brighten the mood. Nat made her way through the barrier of stuffies before taking your food out.

She fed you and praised every bite you took. "Good job, you're eating like a good girl!" She praised making you smile a little. "Did you get a bath yet?" Nat asked putting the food on the dresser "No m-mommy was 'posed to but she h-hate me." You whimper causing Nat's heart to break.

"Ok let's go take a bath and I'll read you a bedtime story! How does that sound?" She said making you squeal in excitement "Ok!" She picked you up and went to the bathroom. She turned the water to the right temperature "I’ll be right back." Nat grabbed the plate and headed to the kitchen to throw it away.

Wanda was on the other end of the counter. "H-how is s-she?" Wanda asked, waiting for an answer. Natasha shouldn't answer but she knows how much she loves you "She's ok, I'm going to give her a bath and she just ate. Just don't bother her." Nat said walking away.

Wanda sighed and went up to the room and in the bed. She didn't want to eat, shower, or sleep knowing how you felt. She hurt you, broke your trust, and told you she hated you. All in one day. Everything she did makes her a bad person. She silently cried herself to sleep.

Natasha played with your toys as she washed you enjoying the laughs and smiles that were coming from you. This was the only time she would see you like this for a while. "Are you ready to get out?" Natasha asked, grabbing the towel. "No! Wanna pway!" You said splashing water around. "But what about our bedtime story?" She said making your hop up.

"Go! go!" You said jumping in the towel. Nat carried you to the room and sat you on your changing station, putting a fresh diaper on you. She put you in your pajamas and grabbed a book. You helped her read the words and she praised you as you pronounced them correctly. You soon fell asleep without even knowing.

Natasha grabbed your paci and put it in your mouth and kissed your forehead before walking out the room. Nat left a note for Wanda as steps to earn your trust and left. Secretly hoping they would work.

Next Morning

Wanda woke up and instantly felt the guilt. The things she says and did buried itself in her mind before getting up to make breakfast. She walked to the sink and a note caught her attention. She read it and it was the steps on how to earn your trust. She smiled and reminded herself to thank Natasha before stating with Rule#1.

Cook your favorite meals for the day.

She whipped up pancake mix and added chocolate chips into the mixture. She cooked the pancakes and added a side of eggs. She placed it on your favorite Hello Kitty plate and even drizzled chocolate syrup over the pancakes before getting your sippy cup and filing it with orange juice before going to your room.

She knew you didn't want to see her but just because you didn't like her doesn't mean she doesn't care about you. "Lyubov I have breakfast." Wanda softly said. She didn't get a response so she opened the door and saw your sleeping form laid with your paci in your mouth, just like Natasha left you.

"Come on baby, wake up." She said gently, shaking you. You stirred out of your sleep and jumped back when seeing your mommy. "I have breakfast." She pushed the plate to you but you stayed near the edge of the bed scared.

"Just eat please? When you're done, leave the plate in the hallway." She said getting up and leaving. Her scent filled the room as she closed the door and you dug into your favorite meal. Seeing the pancakes with chocolate chips and syrup made you happy. You chewed and drank from your sippy cup happily.

She only lets you have this on good days which is not often because she doesn't want you having all of this sugar in the morning. You quickly put the plate and sippy cup in the hallway before closing the door.

Usually you would sleep in her room but Wanda never got rid of 'your' room because when Natasha introduced you to her she would let you stay the night and Wanda loved you so much she made a room for you.

Wanda was downstairs and planning for the next Rule #2. Shower (while playing with toys), Dress you in your favorite outfit, and go to the arcade. You loved the arcade. For you and Wanda's first date you were little so she took you to an arcade and got you your first stuffed animal.

You are currently coloring The Winter Soldier in your marvel coloring book until the door opens revealing Wanda. "Hey there little one. You wanna take a bath?" She asked, standing in the doorway. You really wanted to take a bath with bubbles so you nodded your head.

Wanda tried reaching out for you but you jerked back. She sighed and left the room and you assumed she was getting the bath ready when you heard the water running. You walked in and saw her filling the bath with new toys you've never seen before and lots of bubbles.

You were so excited but you didn't want her to know so you acted like you didn't care. "Come here dove, let me help you." She reached for your shaking form and took your clothes off. She put the clothes on the counter, checked the temperature of the water and helped you get in the tub. "I'll be back. Call me if you need me." Wanda said, walking to the room with your dirty clothes.

You waited till you heard footsteps far away and attacked the new toys. There was a Rubber ducky, Twilight Pony, Superheroes and much more that you enjoyed. You wondered why she got you all these toys, but you weren't complaining. You were splashing, flying the toys, and laughing.

Wanda sat outside the door smiling that she finally gets to hear you laugh again. She went to the room and picked out your favorite outfit. She wanted to let you play for an extra 5 mins so she went to the kitchen and packed sandwiches and juice in a big lunch box.

Wanda checked the time and decided to go get you out. She grabbed a Hello Kitty towel and held it open for you. She watched as you stopped playing and how the smile dropped off your face. "Come here baby. I gotta dry you off before I have a surprise for you!" You were debating if you should take the risk and go but you didn't want her to get mad at you so you stepped out the tub almost slipping.

Water dripped all on the floor as you stood right in front of her. Courage finally built inside of you and you hugged the towel. You expected her to hurt you but instead she wrapped the towel around you and picked you up. "Good girl." She praised me by putting you in through bed.

She dried you off and when she got to your princess parts you had to hold your breath. She put lotion on your body and dressed you in your outfit. As she went to go put the towel on. The laundry room she saw how to twirl in the mirror and squealed.

She was happy that she was slowly getting you back. "Come on Lyubov I wanna take you somewhere." She grabbed your hand and the lunch box and guided you to the car. When she leaned over you could smell her scent and felt warm inside. She strapped you in turn to the car seat before going in the driver's seat and driving to the destination.

(Mini Time Skip)

The moment you saw her take a right you knew where she was heading. The Arcade! That was where you and Wanda had your first date and you got your first stuffed animal. Ever since then, it's been your favorite place. Wanda got out of the car and went to your side and unbuckled you. "Are you ready to have fun!?"

You didn't care anymore. You weren't gonna hide your smile this time. "Yes please can we go?!" You excitedly said, pulling her hand. "Yes, that's what we're here for." You walked through the doors and you saw kids running around with billions of tickets and workers carrying pizza. It was all a sight to see.

"I wanna play claw!" She laughed at how giddy you were so she went to the front desk and got a card and put a lot of points on it. If you wanted her to buy the arcade. She will buy the arcade. As soon as she handed you the card you ran to the claw machine filled with stuffies.

You looked through the glass and saw the most fluffiest stuffed penguin. You had many stuffed animals but a penguin wasn't on the list. You swiped the card and was happy at the music playing. You lined up the claw with the penguin and waited for it to stay still. You ran to the side to check your angels and when you thought it was good, you pressed the button.

The claw went down and you MISSED. It was just your first try and you decided not to give up. You tried it many times and everytime you missed. On the last try it was looking good for you. The claw grabbed the penguin and it dragged it to the box but it SLIPPED out last second.

You let out a loud cry. You threw the card on the ground and kicked the machine. You were hurt. Wanda came rushing after seeing what the claw did to you. "Hey detka, It's ok. Come on, let's go play a different game." She bent down and picked up the card and guided you to a different game.

Hours went by and you played and played. You got so many tickets that your mommy couldn't even count. "Are you hungry?" You nodded your head as she took you to the seats. She pulled out the lunch box and sandwiches . "If you get thirsty your sippy cup is in there. Imma go to the bathroom."

She walked to the restroom while you sat there eating your sandwich. You thought about all the things she did today. 'Cook your favorite breakfast, bought you new toys, and took you to the arcade.' It was all reminding you of the day she asked you to be her little.

She did everything in the exact same order. Maybe she was trying to take a trip to memory lane? It didn't matter though because you enjoyed every second of it. You finished your sandwich and you were sipping on your juice when Wanda came back. "Was it good?" She asked, rubbing your tummy. You nodded and looked outside.

"It's getting dark sweetie. Are you ready to go home?" You 're getting a little tired so you nodded your head and she took you out.

Another Time Skip

You made it home full and happy because you got a lot of prizes from the arcade but you were still upset because you never got the penguin. Wanda carried you in the house and left back outside to get all the things you won. You were still trying to think of whether you should forgive her.

She said what she said and did what she did and it wasn't an accident. But on the other hand she is showing her love for you right now. You missed your mommy. You missed when she would give you milkies, play toys with you, sleep with you, cuddle you, and many more.

You wanted all of that back. All it took was for you to say something. You wanted to draw a picture for her as a symbol of forgiveness so you ran to your room and locked the door so she wouldn't ruin the surprise. You pulled out your pencil and paper and started drawing.

Wanda came back in with the stuff and saw you were gone. She went in the hallway and saw the light from your bedroom on. She knocked on the door. "Y/n?"She didn't get a response . She tried opening the door only for it to be locked. She couldn't help but let the tears take over.

Nothing she does will get you back. Sobs escaped her mouth as she slid down the wall onto the floor. She tried wiping the tears away but they kept coming like a waterfall. You hated her. You truly hated her. She didn't even hear the door open because of all the nose she was making.

"Mommy?" Your little voice made her head snap up. "D-detka?" She hasn't heard you say 'Mommy' in almost a month. "Why are you crying?" You still and the paper hidden behind your back. "I-I t-thought-" You saw how sad she looked and you wanted to cheer her up. "Look mommy!" You held out the paper, waiting for her to take it.

Her shaking hands reached and held the piece of paper. She looked at the paper like Picasso drew it. She smiled when she saw the two figures of her and you hugging and on the top of the paper it said 'I Forgive You' in big letters. "Y-this for me?" Wanda said, wiping away some tears.

"Ya! I forgive you!" You jumped in her arms and hugged her. Wanda's arms instantly wrapped around you, squeezing you so tight you felt like you couldn't breathe but as long as she's happy, you were too.

"I love you mommy." Hearing those words come out of your mouth made her feel something she hasn't felt in a long time. "Me too." Wanda carried you to the bedroom and stripped you down and grabbed comfy pajamas. She just took her pants off and her jacket.

You two got under that cover. "Milkies?" You tugged on her tank top. Wanda unclips her bra and guides your head to her breast. She let out a sigh when your lips attached to her breast. They've been so full ever since the argument it felt, so nice.

That night you and Wanda sat there watching TV and getting milkies while cuddling. You felt happy to have your mommy back and Wanda felt relieved to have her little back.

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff angst #wanda maximoff fluff #wanda maximoff smut #wanda maximoff x reader #mommy!wanda x little!reader #mommy!wanda #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x y/n #wanda maximilf #marvel #the avengers

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lizzorasaurus · 24 days

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Dont worry

240 individually made tiny froot loops, ok????

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jimmy-dipthong · 10 months

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罠英語・Trap words pt 2

Part 1 had some satisfying explanations for the etymology of trap words. This time it’s the opposite - we’ll be looking at some trap words that have unclear origins.

コーンフレーク → cornflakes ✅… but also → any breakfast cereal ✅

Though the word コーンフレーク is used to refer to cornflakes specifically, it is also used more generally to refer to any breakfast cereal at all. Researching to find evidence of this usage was difficult, despite its widespread usage. Every Japanese dictionary defines コーンフレーク as cereal made of flakes of corn, without so much as a mention of the common “misconception”. You get a hint of the reality of the common usage when you google 「コーンフレーク意味」— three of the results on the first page are variations of 「シリアルとコーフレークの違いは何？」.

The best I can do for evidence is this video from Kevin’s English Room where they refer to various cereals like Froot Loops and Reese’s Puffs as コーンフレーク.¹

非常に代表的なアメリカのコーンフレークでございます "This is an extremely typical American breakfast cereal."

Part of the silence here is due to Japanese speakers being generally a bit more linguistically prescriptivist than English speakers, especially when it comes to loan words. There seems to be this notion that the original English definition is the “correct” one - but this isn’t the case! The “correct” use of a word is simply one that conveys the intended meaning. That’s just how language evolves. It’s why “nonplussed” has come to mean “unconcerned” instead of its original opposite meaning. Not to mention, when a word is borrowed into another language, it is now a part of that language. It goes through phonetic changes to match the language's phoneme inventory and syllabic structure, gains its own meaning, and can play by the unconscious sound and grammar rules of the new language.² The Japanese word コーンフレーク and the English word cornflake are not the same word! And it’s ok for them to mean different things! I don’t think this sentiment is widely accepted by Japanese culture, which explains why it’s so hard to find a Japanese dictionary definition that defines コーンフレーク as “breakfast cereal”. (Jisho does though!³)

As far as its origins are concerned, I believe this is a simple case of genericisation (though I can't find any evidence to support that), similar to how we call all hook-and-loop fasteners "velcro".

ハンドル → handle ❌ → steering wheel ✅

This word is was also hard to find any etymology on. Even the best articles I could find are unsure about its origins. There are a couple of theories but nothing solid.

The word ハンドルバー for the handlebars of a bike may have been misinterpreted to mean “steering mechanism” rather than “horizontal pole to grab” and applied to cars as well.⁴ Then in standard Japanese fashion, the word was trimmed down to four morae, becoming ハンドル. Another article suggested that it originally came from the “handling” of a car. The wheel controls the handling, so 「ハンドルを操るホイール」 may have just been shortened to ハンドル.

テンション → tension ❌ → excitement ✅

テンション is often used in phrases like 「ハイテンション」　「テンションを上げる」　「テンションを下げる」, to mean the energy or vibes of a situation. This graph might help:

I did a lot of digging on this, and I couldn’t find any reliable sources or actual records of how テンション came to have this meaning. The best explanation I could find came from an unsourced yahoo answers question (lol), but there does seem to be a consensus: It seems to come from musical tension, specifically tension chords on guitar.⁵⁶⁷ The first use of テンション in this way may have come from bands playing at live concerts. “Tension” in a chord is an extra note that’s not a basic part of the chord.⁸ Apparently adding this extra sound causes a feeling of anticipation - it feels like the music is building up to a resolution, which gets people excited at a concert. Musicians would use the phrase 「テンションコードを上げる」, meaning “build excitement with tension chords”, which became simply 「テンションを上げる」, and this phrase was then adopted by the general population and taken out of its musical context, becoming a trap word!

[1] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tROynQjSSVc [2] https://www.tumblr.com/javerend/702780060197879809/these-are-all-good-thoughts-im-going-to-borrow?source=share [3] https://jisho.org/search/コーンフレーク [4] https://nihon5-bunka.net/jinglish-handle/ [5] https://detail.chiebukuro.yahoo.co.jp/qa/question_detail/q13195893143 [6] https://kimini.online/blog/archives/22851 [7] https://dhits.docomo.ne.jp/feed/10004705 [8] https://hubguitar.com/music-theory/chord-tensions

#langblr #japanese #language acquisition #language learning #linguistics #japanese language #language #learning japanese #trap words #jimmy blogthong

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smuby · 6 months

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"I love your death, cyclops. Your death is sweet like LOVE is sweet" ok froot loop............................. whatever you say

#and the “cmereeeee sweetheartttttttt” line. soldier be honest are youu....#are you a f #a fffffffffFFFFFFFFFFreaking queer??#smub talks #tf2

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bylrlvr · 2 years

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cant believe byler has the most cheesy romantic-coded lines in the show

"his mouth dry as a california summer" straight out of a fic

"without heart, we'd fall apart" ok gay poetry

"it was the best thing i've ever done" this isn't a marriage proposal michael

"crazy together, right?" this aint a marriage vow. gay ass bitch 💀

"i feel like i lost you or something" pack it up froot loops

"because you're scared of losing her me, like she's i'm scared of losing you" get fucked

"his face can light up a room" loading a rifle

#byler #i hate gay people

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mandysgirlf · 6 months

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ok i decided to write my hospital shenanigans fic idea so here’s the description besties

Adam was busy stuffing his face with Froot Loops, sitting on their countertop in a pair of plaid bottoms and a blouse Amanda swore she'd seen Lawrence wear before.

She strummed her guitar strings absentmindedly, staring at the amp in their living room (which was definitely on its way out) before blurting out the first thing that came to mind.

“You want to go annoy Lynn and Lawrence at the hospital?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Adam smiled, hopping off the counter.

#i love saw shipping!!!!#i love lynnmanda #i love lawrenceadam #they’re so special to me #chainshipping #shotgunshipping #saw #jigsaw #saw x #amanda young #lynn denlon #lynnmanda #wlw #lawrence gordon #adam faulkner stanheight #mlm

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mcdonaldsnumberone · 2 years

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나야 나!

produce 101/idol au hcs

these r really rudimentary thoughts so . do what u will with them

rin does Not give a fuck about fanservice. he’s the type of edgy contestant that stares at the camera and goes “watch me,” and his fans eat that shit up.

producers will be BEGGING this boy to smile and do some finger hearts at the camera, and he grimaces instead saying smth like “why do i need cheap tricks to show my skill as an entertainer?” MF UR ON AN IDOL SURVIVAL SHOW

otoya, on the other hand, lives to suck up to his fans. always stops in the middle of going from place to place to sign people’s banners, phones, fans, etc… it takes him forever to get from one place to another because of that

he also strikes me as the kind of guy who has all the tea abt everyone in the idol industry?? if u ever upset him, you better pray that otoya doesn’t call up blue lock’s version of dispatch the moment he gets a second alone. bllk! dispatch wld be out of business if it wasnt for him feeding them crumbs of idol drama 💀

bachira is the idol that’s constantly spamming social media. it’ll be 3 am in the morning, and everyone’s notifications are going ham because he’s posting shit like “my guts are baja blasting 🤪🤪🤪” while going through his post-taco bell poop.

at the same time though, he’s probably the one that’s the most “genuine” on camera? he does whatever he wants, so he doesn’t feel a need to fake a parasocial relationship with fans or craft a work persona. this is both a managerial nightmare and a dream-come-true, but we fuck w it here

i also think bachira wld be a dancer btw

nagi livestreams all his gaming sessions. sometimes he’ll set up an among us room to play with his fans (cough nct taeyong cough). he falls asleep all the time whenever he isn’t actively performing, so fans will sometimes play “where’s waldo” with nagi whenever another member is filming stuff backstage.

he’s also RIPPED so like people will sometimes ask him to show his abs and he’ll be like :X before yanking his shirt up. he doesn’t get why people ogle over him, but hey, it gets his bills paid so who is he to complain

karasu’s a rapper. i think the visual of him leaning back in his studio while working on songs is sooooooo hot. bonus points if we get pictures of his hands n stuff

ok i Know rin technically is the first place and leader of bllk eleven, but for some reason, karasu gives me leader vibes? he’s trying to round all the boys up while they’re doing dumb shit and hes standing there like 🧍 mamas i do not get paid enough for this

hiori joins nagi in on gaming. he livestreamed him dying his hair once. it was just him, god, and his truckload of fans in a cramped ass bathroom while he wrapped his head in foil and sat on top of the toilet.

he’s also the one that gets the brightass neon hair each comeback. u know the song’s abt to slap when hiori shows up looking like the froot loops mascot 🗿

chigiri’s sister won’t quit airing out chigiri’s dirty laundry, and it drives him insane. it also drives him crazy when people thirst after his sister. also i think his fancams wld go the most viral just bc he’s very pretty, and i think he’d be fairly reasonable with fanservice

although he does get pretty snappy sometimes, so it’s a delicate balance finding what he’s in the mood for. the hair stylists love dressing him up since he’s one of the less fussy members (thanks to how much his sister used to dress him up when he was younger)

one out of the two visuals of the group (the other being aryu)

aryu practices english with his fans! he’ll attempt interviews, posts, and livestreams entirely in english to learn, and he’ll do his best to correct his mistakes :) everyone’s very supportive of him, even when he’s rambling about his latest hair styling tips in broken english and bits of japanese

also because he’s so fucking tall, he solos everyone whenever those idol sports competitions come around. his long limbs are lethal, and people will thirstpost about him violently. he’s also very fashion-forward, so he collaborates often with the styling team about the group’s concepts and outfits!

ISAGI’S THE MEOWMEOW OF THE GROUP!! he’s trying his hardest and always delivers. he’s also down horrendous for whatever noel noa is as an idol, and he’s practically begging for a collaboration every other tweet. poor boy nearly shits his pants whenever he sees noa at an awards shows or other big events

i’d also love to see him star as an mc on music shows?? he gives off the perfect zealous yet cutesy vibes to pull that off. he’s the perfect level of awkward to be endearing, and he’s always invited back because of how polite and hardworking he is :] he also def has a lot of gap moe between his self as an absolutely fucking feral performer who rips up the stage versus him being Just A Dude offstage

reo was a trainee w nagi! he practices by doing covers of other idols’ works (im trying rlly hard to incorporate his chameleon thing into the idolverse ok), and he’s really touched when trainees do covers of his songs and dances too! it shows him how far he’s come :]

he ties his hair up a lot, so fans beg him constantly to put it down! id like to think nagi once caught him on a livestream fresh out of a shower w nothing but a towel around his waist, and people went fucking NUTS over 1) seeing reo half naked all drenched w water and 2) finally seeing him without his little bun

reo is also a dancer in my heart (i am never wrong btw <3)

omg cld u imagine all the cute names u cld give to barou’s fans? the king and his loyal kingdom :] people also wld kill to see his hair down and ungelled, but he doesn’t like it bc it feels unruly so there’s some beef between his management and him over that

he got wrestled into a maid outfit once, but people loved it so much it became a key moment for the group. he doesnt mind it as much as people thought he would, but definitely wld prefer to dress up in other costumes for once. barou’s also an extremely talented performer, often shining the most when he gets solo performances over group collaborative ones.

niko is literally junji from onlyoneof 🧍he also strikes me as the kind of guy to rock eboy fashion? he absolutely eats up any dark concepts!! he kinda detests cute concepts, but unlike rin (who’ll throw hands w his management), niko kinda learns to grin and bear it

niko also composes his own songs! he’s a very self-made idol, and he’ll treat his fans to a snippet of his latest project every now and then (this is me trying to incorporate his special skills but idol version pt 2)! he’ll lock himself in his room for days on end during off seasons to compose, only coming out to use the bathroom and eat at ungodly hours. other members sometimes drop by to bring him snacks and water

gagamaru’s a lil . unhinged to say the least . he does mukbang streams every once in a while, and it gives his management a stroke when it goes viral because he ate everything using his hands. he’s getting good at using utensils regularly, but hey, if his fans wanna see him stuffing his face in the way that makes him happiest, then who is he to upset them?

gagamaru also solos everything on idol sports shows. whenever he’s on one of those wilderness survival shows, he comes back out looking just the same as he did going in, if not better. he’s also so flexible that it drives every dancer in the industry green with jealous that they can’t control their body like he does. he’s still very sweet and humble though, so no one can really hate him since he’s just a big hunky goofball that does what he wants :]

YUKIMIYA KPOPS GEM YUKIMIYA KPOPS IT BOY YUKIMIYA OUTSOLD YOUR FAVES

ok fr tho yukimiya still keeps up with his modeling on the side (kinda hc to be a model-turned-idol), so he sneaks in a lot of his sponsors’ clothes into his idol outfits! those kpop fashion accounts are always scrambling to identify the clothes he’s wearing

he also has one hell of a gap between performing and being off stage, and he’s so goddamn charismatic that it feels like he’s a completely different person when he’s on stage. like he’ll be all smiley and sweet, and then he’ll go fucking feral just like isagi that it’s hard to believe he’s normally a soft-spoken gentleman whenever the cameras aren’t on him.

ok now that ive talked abt the bllk eleven, extra hcs of idol au bllk that werent part of the main team

aiku gets into so many dating scandals that they dont even feel like a scandal anymore. everyone wakes up and is like “oh this is who he was fucking w this time” and moves on. good for him ig? at least he’s free on that end

sendou gets nervous talking to girl groups. he’s also really generous w fanservice and does gravure photoshoot bc he knows what its like to be a fan of them. good for him good for him!! go feed ur fans!!

sae def placed first on a previous season of bllk produce 101, which got rin inspired to become an idol. imagine the tension at awards shows OOF 💀 or the questions people post abt the brothers potentially collaborating for a comeback. sae also hates fanservice, but he goes out of his way to shut that shit down

kaiser is kpop’s ace!! there is nothing this bitch can’t do! he also refuses to cover up his tattoo and shows it off whenever he gets the chance. talks about wanting to get more in the future, but his management’s successfully keeping him restrained… for now.

ness wld be disturbingly good at cute concepts… it’s crazy how easily he can get people to fall for him with his easygoing charm, but the second people start talking smack abt smth he likes, he turns murderous. it’s always the adorable ones you need to watch out for. sometimes fans admit to liking him more than kaiser which usually throws him for a loop.

speaking of concepts, shidou devours dark concepts too! i feel like he’d make one hell of a vocalist, and he’s constantly hounding sae for a collab together. even his regular clothes are striking enough to be confused for a stage outfit, and he takes a lot of pride in keeping up his demonic aura (even though he lives for the thrill of performing more than anything else)

kunigami gives off such husband material vibes. baby gets invited to shows where he babysits kids, cares for pets, etc and everyone just ends up falling more in love with him. he’s so respectful about turning people down too like goddamn how is this boy real

nanase is 100% the maknae of the group. bonus points if he originally came from a nugu group that rose to a fair amt of popularity, and now he’s starstruck that he gets to interact w idols that he looked up to for so long

ego def used to be an idol before retiring and becoming a manager/head honcho behind blue lock’s produce 101. he hates the artificiality of idols and pushes the boys to become their own version of what they expect an idol to be like. hes also insane in this au too

anri is one of the biggest managers of the produce project! she’s the one behind the scenes, setting everything up! the boys are extremely grateful towards her, and she even has her own dedicated fanbase!

tokimitsu has bad stage fright, and his fans do their best to support him! they encourage him to do what makes him comfortable, and he promises to work hard to not let them down. he has one of (if not, the) strongest bond with his fans, and their interactions are super wholesome.

buratsuta is like jyp. hope this makes sense <3

check out this sick edit of bllk produce btw

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