#Tiny bulletpoints

[atypi-cals]

fun experience of doubting your DID: remembering an alter is a trauma holder, and then fakeclaiming yourself because you can't remember what trauma they're supposed to be holding

#i always catch myself doing that and then being like 'right. yeah. thats. thats kinda just how. ok.' #i dont remember basically any of our trauma either i just know the bulletpoints of what ive been told #and a tiny bit of general mother issues from the month i lived with her #juniper.exe

[chapel-of-rizztual]

heard you can't stop writing phantom... may I offer a little idea then?

I think he's an absolute sex crier, like, he doesn't even know why and he can't control it, he's just always crying

its not just his eyes watering, it's fucking waterfalls and body shaking sobs. he scared every ghoul during their first time together, thinking they did something very wrong

that's why someone (swiss, please, swiss) just... carries on when phantom starts crying one time they're having sex. he doesn't realise, at least at first, that this is an actual crying, like there's a problem crying...

and then idk what happens, do with that what you will (/nf ofc) hehehe

This was meant to be a couple of bulletpoint Headcanons but it turned into this…

i feel like there should be some kind of warming here but I’m not sure what? Withdrawing consent? Freezing during sex? Nothing bad happens but if you’re sensitive to that kind of thing then be careful.

Phantom was emotional. Everyone discovered that pretty quickly. It didn’t take much to make tears ruin down his cheeks, puppies, kitten, whenever Dew falls asleep curled up, that one tiny spoon in the kitchen he insists is ‘cute’. Any type of film, doesn’t matter if the ending is sad or happy, it’ll have him sobbing for at least an hour. He cries. And he’s not ashamed of it. 

During sex it’s the worst. He’d managed to give a few of the ghouls warning before hand that he’ll most definitely cry, but he’d forgotten with some which led to some awkward moments but they all soon got use to it. In fact, They’d all made it into a competition to see who could get him to cry the most. Mountain was winning, followed by Cumulus, which everyone pretends to shocked at. 

So when Swiss see tears flowing down Phantom’s cheeks he doesn’t think anything of it. He had the little ghoul on his back, his legs around his shoulders, feet lock behind his head as Swiss pounded deep into him. Phantom had his tail curled tightly around Swiss’ thigh. The tears had stared about thirty second after Swiss had pushed into him and honestly Swiss was impressed he’d lasted that long. Normally the waterworks started about ten seconds into someone kissing him. 

But this time was different, Phantom had changed suddenly. He wasn’t hard anymore but that wasn’t always unusual but the tail curled around Swiss’ thigh was too tight, his body was too stiff, he wasn’t arching into Swiss like he normally was. He was gripping the sheets below him but it was different to usual, his face was scrunched up in a pained expression and each roll of Swiss’ had a flash of a grimace on his face. The normal sweet sounds were replaced with…nothing, no gasps, or moans, he was just silent as far tears rolled down his cheeks. 

Swiss slowed his thrusts, running a gentle hand down Phantom thigh that’s resting against his belly. “Hey, you doing okay, bug?” 

He gets no response from Phantom except more tears leaking from his eyes.

More alarm bells ring in the back of Swiss mind as he stops completely, squeezing at Phantom's hip bone probably a little harder then necessary. 

“Hey, hey Phantom? Can you look at me? I need to know you’re okay.” 

Phantom’s eyes flick to Swiss’ as he makes eye contact with him Swiss can feel his heart shattering in his chest at the pained, almost panicked expression on Phantom's face. 

He rubs at his hip again, a little more gently this time.  “Phantom, do you want to stop?”  Phantom’s whole face crumbles as he nods. 

Swiss pulls out immediately but carefully not wanting to possibly hurt Phantom more then already might be. He wasn’t sure what make Phantom want to stop but if he was hurt he wasn’t about to make it even worse. 

Phantom’s whole body deflates onto the mattress when Swiss pulls out, letting out a harsh gasped sob as he curls in on himself. 

Swiss immediately shuffled up to the end of the bed, to where Phantom’s head is and strokes a gentle finger down the back of his hand so the ghoul knows he’s there. 

“Can I touch you? Can I hold you? Is that okay?” He keeps his voice to a soft whisper, not wanting to possibly scare him any more. 

Phantom doesn’t reply verbally but he practically throws himself at Swiss. Luckily for him Swiss catches him and cradles him into his lap. Swiss moves to sit against the headboard of the bed, pulling Phantom into his neck as he wracks a sob, a stream of tears flowing dow his cheeks. 

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you. You’re safe, baby bug.” Swiss rocked them gently from side to side, whispering little praises into his ear and running a hand through his hair, scratching around the base of his horns. 

“It’s okay. Let’s it all out, baby bug. You did so well, I’m so proud of you.” 

Eventually, with the help of Swiss’ kind praise and soft touches, Phantom’s sobbing subsides to little gasp like hiccups. He snuffles into Swiss neck, nosing at his scent glad letting the comforting smell of Swiss wash over him with a small hum. 

Swiss kisses at his forehead, wiping away form of  the stray tears on his cheeks.  “You back with me? You okay?” 

Phantom nods, feeling a little more like himself now. Swiss is still rocking them gently as he rubs at Phantom’s back. “Can you tell be what happened there?”  Phantom shrugs a little, clearing his throat. “I-don’t know? I just- didn’t want it anymore?”

 Swiss gives him a squeeze around his waist.“Then why didn’t you say anything?” He lets out a sign. “You can say no, you can say stop, to me-to anyone, and it’s okay.”  Phantom feels his bottom lip wobble as more tears well in his eyes. “I wanted too! But- I just- I froze! It was like I couldn’t move or speak, but I wanted to tell you to stop.” 

Swiss squeezes him even harder. “Oh, darling. I’m not mad at you, I promise. I just want to keep you safe.” 

Phantom nods into his neck but it’s too late, fresh tears are already running down his face. Swiss coos at him, picking up his rocking from before. “How about, I check in with you more? And I can tell the other to as well, so we don’t have you freezing up like that again? Would that be easier? Maybe we can have a code, like you pinch someone’s thigh three times if you want to stop?”  Phantom sniffs and nods. “That would be good, I think. We can try that?” 

“We can try whatever you want, baby bug.” Swiss kisses at his forehead again. “Hey, I think there might be some of Dew’s fancy expensive chocolate ice cream hidden at the back of the freezer, I’m sure we can steal it without him noticing. And if he does notice we can blame Mountain.”  Phantom let’s out a giggle, nodding onto Swiss neck. “That sounds nice, but can we just cuddle for a little bit longer, don’t want to let you go yet?”   Swiss hooks a finger under Phantom's chin, tilting his head back so he can look at him and presses his lips to Phantom’s in an overly sweet kiss. “Anything you want, baby bug. Anything you want.” 

#thanks for the ask! #ficlet #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost headcanons #swiss ghoul #phantom ghoul #my writing

[andkisses]

♡ physical touch | txt ♡

ot5!txt headcanon: the types of touch/physical intimacy you share

♡ ot5 x gn!reader | wc. 1.1k  ♡ genres/tropes: fluff!  ♡ mentions of/warnings: use of pet names, and ofc physical touch  ♡ a/n: bulletpoint format + small drabble, a little something for every member <3 soobin’s first and the rest below the cut ^^  ♡ masterlist ♡

✧･ﾟ: *soobin | piggyback rides

always whines when you ask, but secretly obsessed with being able to hold you and take you anywhere

will 100% knock you into things and act like it was an accident

“sorry babe, u know how clumsy i am” 

you roll your eyes, but hold him closer all the same, squeezing your arms around his neck

“soobin be careful,” you mutter, face buried in his shoulder, and soobin can’t help but smile as he carries you piggyback style down the beach. you’d complained only once–a short and simple “my feet hurt.” and that was all it took for him. why should you suffer when he knows a perfect solution? he knelt down, offering a single, “would this make it better?” already knowing your response, savoring how it felt to have you jump on. sure, he goofs around with the occasional “oh no watch out i’m falling!” fakes and bumping into things, but he’s silently sworn to keep you safe, here and anywhere else. with your head resting on his shoulder, arms around his neck, and his hands tucked safely and securely beneath your thighs, holding you close to him–soobin is perfectly content. he gently knocks his head into yours, a small laugh escaping his lips. “anything you say, dear.”

✧･ﾟ: *yeonjun | neck nuzzles

whenever he’s down or having a bad day or simple needs to hold you

you’re there, and yeonjun’s crawling on top to lay on you like your own personal weighted blanket

he’ll nuzzle into the crook of your neck, his hair tickling the underside of your chin

but the way he shives slightly under your touch as you comb through his hair is payment enough

yeonjun looks up at you with a blank face, tired with the day, but even as he tries his best, seeing you melts away his fear and angst. you’re his healing, and he’s so happy you’re his. yeonjun’s smile blooms even wider as you cup his cheeks gently between your hands. “oh, jjunie,” you coo, and yeonjun blushes at how easily, how quickly he turns to putty in your hands. but he loves it anyway, the warmth that floods his body when you give him your attention. he really would do anything for you. “c’mere,” you whisper, an invitation. yeonjun props himself up, crawling forward to envelope you in a large hug, his arms strong against your back and his nose tucked into the crook of your neck. he shivers a little when you start to comb your fingers through the hair on the back of his head. this, he’s sure, is paradise.

✧･ﾟ: *beomgyu | slow dancing

any time. any place. with or without music. beomgyu just loves to hold you close and sway to whatever

in the kitchen when you’re baking and you’ve just set the timer along with the radio

outside in the rain when you’ve both forgotten umbrellas and he can get once dance in, singling whatever song you like

if he can hold you close in the most classically romantic fashion, he will

the clock is surely past midnight; outside has quieted down as much as the city can. the lights are all off, safe for the one light in the kitchen. it casts a broken yet warm glow to everywhere it can reach. beomgyu doesn’t care, though, he’s too busy reveling in having you in his arms once again. every time is like magic, something he wished for long ago that’s only now true. he rocks you back and forth around the tiny living room, his hand in yours and on your hip, keeping you safe. beomgyu can feel your warmth, smell your perfume, and there’s nowhere else he’d rather be. he loves the weight of your body pressing into his, using his strength to hold the both of you. a some point, the two of you stopped dancing, ending up in one spot. he’s convinced you’re asleep as he sways you gently, but he’s certain, if he can stay in this joy forever, he’ll stand here for eternity.

✧･ﾟ: *taehyun - bridal carry

gym rat muscle big idk what u call it but it isn’t just for sure

taehyun like to put his well earned muscles to work

it could be wrestling you and pinning you down to cover you in kisses and giggles

or, his personal favorite, scooping you up and carrying you wherever you request

the laughter that falls from your lips is his favorite sound, taehyun decides, as he scoops you up into his arms and holds you close to his chest. one arm firm behind your back, the other beneath you knee, he grins as you throw your hands around his neck and laugh into him. “where to?” he asks, as if you actually have somewhere to go on a lazy saturday evening. you shake your head. “uh, back to where i was?” taehyun fakes a pout–he wouldn’t get to hold you so close for very long if he just put you down. so he nods, and goes, “a small trip then,” and proceeds to hold and swing and walk you around the apartment and in every room. your bubbly laughter as he swoops and dips you, like your own personal roller coaster, keeps him going. when he finally gets back to the couch, he sits down, you still in his arms. you reward him with a kiss–sweet and tender, and it’s all taehyun needs.

✧･ﾟ: *kai -  tiptoe kiss on the stairs

we get it. he knows it u know: he’s tall

so he isn’t used to being the tall person in a kiss

which is why, whenever he can orchestrate it to happen

he’ll race down the stairs ahead of you and stop, turning around with a pout and wink

stairs. his favorite. kai races ahead of your laughter, wind rushing through his hair as he basically skips to the bottom of a record-breaking five steps. you’re caught up in your giggles behind him, holding onto the railing. when kai turns around, the most obnoxiously fake wink on his face, you laugh even harder. you’re careful to make it down the steps, laughter still bubbling up, until you stop on the step just before the end. it gives you enough height on him that kai has to look up–and he thinks you look like an angel, with the moonlight and street lamps behind you. his arms wrap around your waist to keep you steady–and to pull you closer–as you lean down to kiss him. it always ends with him twirling you around fairytale style. it’s the least he can do to thank you for these indulgences.

#kdiarynet #kwritersworld #kflixnet #k-labels #txt headcanons #txt fluff #enhypen #txt #headcanons #all

[haerinz]

the prince and the frog

PAIRING : prince jungwon x princess reader SYNOPSIS : when you're suddenly turned into a frog, jungwon's the first person you come to for help. GENRE : bulletpoint scenario, fairy tale au, friends to lovers, inspired by the frog princess series and disney's princess and the frog, a tiny bit of angst, gets more fluffy towards the end WARNINGS : heavily unedited, frequent pov changes, please lmk if you feel that there's any other warnings i should add WC : 2.4K

prince yang jungwon is no stranger to pranks

24 HRS A DAY . 7 DAYS A WEEK . 365 DAYS A YR 

he had a lifetime of experience being the butt of such jokes ( o_o) 

so much experience that he could probably put it on his resume .. 

if only princes needed resumes 

his elder brother, crown prince jeongin’s favorite pastime was to tease him ● ﹏ ●

and his sister jiheon wasn’t much better either … she was always babying him 

jungwon loves his siblings but sometimes they seem to forget he’s now an adult

HE’S OLD ENOUGH TO BE MARRIED ??

and as a close friend to prince niki, it’s safe to say jungwon never got a break

usually the doing of niki, odd things had frequently found their way into jungwon’s private corners … 

all made out of ice but still very realistic in appearance

TOO REAL FOR JUNGWON’S LIKING … 

elephants, peacocks, tigers, you name it & jungwon had likely woken up to to it 

BUT THIS ??

this was a different situation altogether

jungwon is not at all surprised when he wakes up to a frog on his chest … 

he doesn’t even bat an eye at the extravagant gown the frog is wearing

but then it moves ??

none of niki’s ice sculptures had ever moved :00

maybe it was just the wind 

yeah that’s probably it

jungwon freaks out a little when he notices the windows are all closed shut (O.O ?)

but he completely loses it once the frog starts to talk . .

“hi wonie”

shocked is an understatement . he's completely flabberghasted

THE 

FROG 

JUST 

SPOKE 

AND JUNGWON COULD UNDERSTAND IT ??

someone must’ve slipped smtg into that cup of warm milk he drank before going to bed 

yeah that’s got to be it because there was no way he was in his right mind currently

jungwon doesn't know how to process his current situation …

he’s frozen in place (and for the first time it wasn't bc of niki’s magic)

jungwon’s never paid much attention to gossip 

but maybe the rumor abt his crazy great-great uncle was true … 

and maybe it runs in the family ?? 

or maybe all the pranks have finally gotten to his head & he’s lost it

(◎_◎ ;)

jungwon thinks he’s good person and a relatively good prince

sure, he’s skipped a few sword lessons from time to time 

and sometimes fell asleep during his history lessons

but he’s always paid attention to the important stuff and his instructors love him

so he’s not sure what he did to deserve this 

he’s sure that he must have lost his mind bc why …

WHY IS THERE A FROG ON HIS CHEST ??

WHY DID IT CALL HIM “WONIE” ?? 

AND WHY IS IT STARING AT HIM ??

nothing is adding up ( ・◇・)？

“ IT’S ME YN ! ! ! ” 

you hadn’t wanted to scare jungwon but you had been waiting for him to wake up for what seemed like forever (ㆆ _ ㆆ)

and you were growing more impatient with each passing minute

(ㆆ _ ㆆ) (ㆆ _ ㆆ) (ㆆ _ ㆆ)

unfortunately for you, jungwon looks even more confused now … 

the frog sounds just like you + claims to be you 

if he was being honest, its beady eyes did kind of resemble yours

BUT IT’S A FROG ???

jungwon sits up, leaning against the headboard as he gently picks you up 

he makes a cup with both his hands and holds you up to his face

YOU THINK YOUR HEART MIGHT BEAT OUT OF YOUR CHEST 

his eyes are completely focused on you :(( AND HE JUST LOOKS SO CUTE

☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

STOP YOU CAN’T BE FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU’RE A FROG 

meanwhile jungwon is having some epiphanies of his own 

it had been almost a month since jungwon had last seen you, but he’d known you his whole life and you’d never shown any sign of being amphibious  … 

so he’s not sure why now ( ´ ･_･`)

jungwon didn’t have any magical powers or quirks of his own

but the concept wasn’t anything out of the ordinary especially among royal bloodlines

even niki had his own ice powers which he had only ever used to prank jungwon

turning into a frog though? that was pretty lame 

it was almost worse than not having any powers at all

he can’t help but let out a snicker at the thought 

“y-you’re a f-frog?” (jungwon, making no attempt to stifle his laughter) 

“ STOP SMIRKING YOU IDIOT ” (ง'̀-'́)ง  

you might actually have a heart attack if he keeps looking at you like that

ughhh why is your best friend so pretty??

it’s not fair（πーπ)  

WAIT STOP YOU NEED TO FOCUS ! ! !

BE STRONG YN ! ! !

you couldn’t believe the audacity of yang jungwon . . .

 ( ｡ •̀ ᴖ •́ ｡)

YOU CAME TO HIM FOR HELP AND INSTEAD HE WAS MAKING FUN OF YOU 

“o-okay i promise i’ll stop now” yeah he better stop (≖_≖)

“but seriously though, how’d you turn into a frog?” 

just as promised, jungwon stops laughing and politely listens to everything you had to say

AND SO YOU TELL HIM ALL ABOUT HOW YOU HAD BEEN PLANNING TO SURPRISE NIKI FOR HIS BDAY BY SHOWING UP UNANNOUNCED

you had gone to your kingdom’s royal mage for help with the transportation spell ...

but he wasn’t available (T⌓T)

so you went with the next best thing — his apprentice, your elder cousin felix 

who was clearly lacking training ಠ_ಠ & also no longer your favorite cousin ﴾ò_ó﴿

felix aka the primary reason you were now a frog had somehow messed up your transportation spell . . leaving you in this miserable state

technically the transportation spell was a success . . .

BUT YOU WERE ALSO NOW A FROG 

and could no longer surprise niki for his bday in the way you had intended 🙁

jungwon patiently listens to your rant, giving you his complete attention the entire time

“don’t worry yn” 

“i’ll take you to our local mage, maybe he can help”

comfortably nestled into jungwon’s pocket, the two of you quickly make your way to the royal mage’s quarters which was conveniently located in the same tower, just a few fleets of stairs below jungwon’s own quarters

*knock* *knock*

“prince jungwon! how are you?” 

a very, very handsome face opens the door, greeting you both with a warm smile

jungwon introduces you to the mage, hyunjin and quickly summarizes your current dilemma for him

while jungwon speaks for you, you’re attempting to suppress the urge to ask the pretty mage if he’s single (´♡ᴗ♡`)

once he hears the entire story behind your predicament, hyunjin quickly goes to gather the necessary ingredients for a counter-spell, leaving you and jungwon alone together

“yn stop” 

“won i'm not even doing anything” it’s rather hard to, when you’re still stuffed in his pocket

“stop ogling hyunjin.” jungwon whispers in your direction with a deadpan look on his face

he can’t help but feel annoyed with the mage at your behavior

hyunjin isn't even that good looking (¬_¬") 

“yn i can literally see you drooling”

jungwon swears he’s much prettier in comparison 

and he’s never given it much thought but he can’t see himself with anyone other than you …

so there’s no way that he’d let a stupid mage steal you from him (・`ω´・ ●)

you’re not sure how jungwon notices you staring, but who can blame you . . .

the mage is very pretty <33

and his arms looked really nice as he mixes all the ingredients together 🤭🤭

soon enough, hyunjin returns with a tiny vial filled with a bubbly, purple liquid

the mage leans towards jungwon’s pocket, meeting your eyes 

“hopefully this will help”

HYUNJIN’S SMILE IS SO BRIGHT

that you think you might just faint at the sight . . . 

while you remain dazed at hyunjin’s etheral visuals, jungwon takes the vial from the mage and opens it for you

he angles the vial towards your mouth and you quickly down it all, happily waiting for your transformation (๑˃̵ ᴗ˂̵)

some time passes and you continue to wait, just more nervously than before ( ′ ～‵ )

BUT THERE’S NO MAGICAL *POOF* ??

and you’re still a frog . . . 

just a more disappointed frog than you were a few minutes ago

（；＿；）（；＿；）（；＿；）

while you and jungwon are at a complete loss for words, hyunjin quickly has a realization ( ‘◇’)

“YN. MAY I?” the excitement is clear from his voice 

despite having no clue what the mage is referring to, you eagerly nod in agreement

hyunjin reaches out, picking you up from jungwon’s pocket

he brings you close to his face 

（〃・ω・〃）

and then sniffs you? :000

“ ahh of course, it must be love! ” 

at this, jungwon’s jaw drops and yours quickly follows

HUH …

LOVE (?_?)

DID YOU HEAR THAT RIGHT?

Σ('◉⌓◉’)

WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT?

was that a pickup line? maybe it was like his generation’s version of upsexy?

“hyunjin, what do you mean?” jungwon’s voice interrupts your daydreaming

“i think the mage who cursed yn must have accidentally added some sort of element of protection to the spell –” 

“wait, felix did give me an extra safety potion bc i was a little nervous about doing the transportation spell by myself” 

as much as you wanted to hate him for the whole FROG situation you were in, your cousin truly was a complete sweetheart 

“while he accidentally messed up the transportation spell, the protection potion he gave you clearly works very well. it prevented any magical influence from interfering with you.”

hyunjin takes a deep breath before continuing his explanation

“because he used the blessing of venus in your potion — i’m afraid that the only way to undo it is with true love’s kiss” 

WAIT WHAT

it’s safe to say that both you and jungwon are once again at a loss for words …

noticing the two royals freeze up, hyunjin takes it up on himself to break the silence

“yn do you happen to like anyone?”

jungwon’s eyes harden, flashing towards you, intently awaiting your response

“y-yes …” if you weren’t still a frog, you’d have been sweating buckets (•᷄- •᷅ ;)

jungwon feels his heart sink at your admittal :(( 

“but i don’t think he likes me back . . . ” and then it comes right back up 

maybe he still has a chance at your heart 

hyunjin visibly deflates at your revelation, but tries to keep his composure steady

as the eldest of the group, he can’t help but feel a strong responsibility towards the two of you

“could you please tell us who?”

WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO NOW (T__T) 

staying a frog forever didn’t sound half bad in comparison to potentially losing your best friend

“yn please. we’re not going to judge you” jungwon’s surprises himself with the words coming out of his mouth

that was a complete lie, he didn't mean that at all

NO ONE CAN STOP HIM FROM JUDGING WHOEVER YOU LIKED

so what? maybe he is a little sulky about you liking someone …

jungwon didn’t know who they were 

but no one would be able to treat you better than him

no one deserved you more than he did (ಠ╭╮ಠ)

“it’s you”

“it’s always been you”

at first jungwon’s disheartened, assuming that you had been talking to hyunjin, but then he realizes the mage is looking straight at him

HUH IT WAS HIM ALL ALONG ??

YOU LIKED JUNGWON ??

mentally, jungwon was going crazy in excitement but mostly relief

physically though, he remain fedrozen in place, eyes widened in shock at your confession

immediately fearing the worst from his response, or rather lack of, you can’t help but start to tear up

you just feel so bad (˃̣̣̥╭╮˂̣̣̥) 

not even a second passes before you're full-on sobbing

except you’re a frog so it just sounds like “HUEHUE *RIBBIT* IM SO *RIBBIT* SORRY” 

hyunjin is absolutely horrified & completely lost on how to handle the current situation 

HE‘S JUST A MAGE ㅠㅠ

HE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO COMFORT ROYAL CHILDREN 

luckily jungwon is quick to snap out of it once he hears you cry

“wait yn don’t cry ! ! !”

“YN I LIKE YOU TOO”

huh（；＿；）

jungwon likes you too?

“really? you do?” (⚈ ⌢ ⚈)

jungwon’s heart aches as you continue pouting

“you know i wouldn’t lie about that” 

“you promise?” 

jungwon’s so obviously down bad for you that he’s not sure how you didn’t already know 

even niki knew . . . 

“i promise. i love you.” 

a tiny smirk adorns his face as he carefully picks you up

“is it okay if i kiss you now?” 

“more than okay” (yn, eyes wide & furiously nodding your head)

jungwon smiles even bigger, letting out a small laugh at your eagerness 

all while holding eye contact with you, he places you on the table and moves closer, bending down to meet your level

and then he gives you a small peck on the head 

*POOF*

OMG IT HAPPENED

YOU’RE NOT A FROG ANYMORE ( ◠‿◠ )

the first thing you do is squash jungwon in a huge bear hug 

“thank you wonie” 

“of course, you know i’d do anything for you” he’s so sweet :(

once you finish squishing jungwon, you face the mage to say your thanks to him too

“hyunjin, i‘ll forever be in your debt” you’re not sure what you would’ve done without him :(

both jungwon and you decide to head back to his room, giving hyunjin a chance to relax after such a stressful day 

you’re both walking side by side, shoulders brushing against one anothers

and you’re just so happy and grateful for everything (๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)

until you remember what had just transpired . . .

( ＾∇＾) → ( ・∇・) → (°▽°)

JUNGWON KISSED YOU ??

AND YOU'RE HUMAN ??

SO HE LOVES YOU ??

“wait jungwon ! !” you halt in your tracks, grabbing him by his coat sleeve

“a-are we a thing now?” you’re so nervous what if he says no

“huh, what do you mean?” jungwon smirks, clearly enjoying the sight of you in such a flustered state because of him

“are we boyfriend-girlfriend now?” you’re even more nervous now and jungwon thinks you’re absolutely adorable 

“would another kiss answer your question?” (jungwon, grinning widely as he’s finally realized the effect he has on you) 

he feels incredibly smug knowing that you’re so down bad for him

( ¬‿¬ )

your crush on him was truly doing wonders for his ego

“but, that wasn’t a real kiss” (yn, slightly frowning)

forehead kisses don’t count

especially considering you had been a frog at the time

jungwon scans the surrounding hallway for any peeping eyes before responding, gently grabbing you by the waist to pull you closer to him

“should i kiss you, for real, this time then?” he whispers into your ear, so close that you can hear the smirk in his voice

he’s actually going to be the death of you …

“please” (yn, awkwardly avoiding eye contact)

jungwon tilts your chin up to face him, his other arm still wrapped around your waist

you both lock eyes and he doesn’t waste another second before kissing you

it’s sweet and awkward and a perfect first kiss

you both pull away from each other with huge smiles

in that moment, everything is absolutely perfect ♡

and together, the prince & his frog live happily ever after !!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING !! and a million thanks to my lovely moots @gfksn @seungiepup & @tnyhees for helping me with proofreading ILYSM 💗 formatting & layout inspired by @/chenle and @/soobnny ♡

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permanent taglist : @ilynaevis @yeongwonie @gfksn @luvhyun3 @esc6pism

#kflixnet #k-labels #yang jungwon x reader #jungwon x reader #enhypen jungwon #jungwon x you #enhypen drabbles #jungwon scenarios #jungwon imagines #yang jungwon imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #jungwon x reader imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen headcanons #enhypen blurbs #jungwon headcanons #jungwon x reader headcanons #jungwon x y/n #enhypen jungwon x reader #yang jungwon x you #enhypen fanfic #fluff #jungwon fluff #enhypen fluff #enhypen headcanon #yang jungwon #fairy tale au #princess and the frog au

[wren-dy-flowergarden]

hello! i really enjoyed your newest sebek fluff that you wrote its rlly good! 🫶 i love it!

if you have the time, maybe write another one ? maybe one where sebek takes reader back to his hometown where they have a little cafe date in the cold weather? super cute cozy stuff 🥺 tysm

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴ A/N: Awww thank you for the request! I hope that I'm able to fully give you the same Sebek energy he is so funny. Cozy Coffee dates are my favorite trope every- and also flower shop AU hehe. I really hope you enjoy this!!! I tried a new style also, so let me know if you life this as well!!! Request are still open! *ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴ Sebek x f!reader *ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴ WC: 680words, bulletpoint story *ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴Tags: fluff, cuteness overload, comfy coffee dates disguised as invading an evil castle, light teasing

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When Sebek invites you to his hometown- Briar Valley- it comes as a welcomed surprise. He talks of his hometown with such enthusiasm- the training range, the lakes his grandfather used to take him, the best places to hunker down on stormy nights.

It was cute the way he stopped by Ramshackle to help you pack, holding up mismatched pair of gloves, exclaiming that due to the number of holes in them, they would not keep you warm. Neither will your thin long sleeves... Neither will your ankle socks... The next day you see him rush in with an oversized jacket that hit your kneecaps, a warm, cream-colored hat, and gloves that matched his.

You can see the way his eyes shine when you step out of the mirror, close to night. Dark trees contrast against snow-topped mountains, the city itself bustling with the use of magic. Gems embedded into their heaters leave the cobblestone path clean of any sleet that may cause injury. It felt like a city made of fairytales.

Sebek sees the way your mouth is open in awe and tuts his head in victory.

“See human! Nothing can compare to the magnificence of Brair Valley!” His hand extends as if decorated the whole plaza by himself, smile widening, “Not even Night Raven Academy can compare to this brilliance.” You just laugh, tiny pearls of sound echo out of you as he pulls you, side by side explaining each detail of his childhood.

How he hit his knee on the fountain there and dented the fountain itself. His favorite candy store now turned into a small grocery pop-up his mother would take him and his siblings. A café that the grownups would never let him or his childhood friends enter because they make too much of a ruckus. He said it looked like the castle to conquer as they trained as small squires back then.

You can see his point. With a dark green roof and muted brown paint, painted against it were murals of gargoyles and delicate rose flowers blooming by the windows almost alive. Tacked to the forehead of the door you see the sign open- warm orange lights calling you from the cold outside, no matter how many layers you wore. You tug his sleeve, breaking Sebek from his monologue, “Let’s go in. You know- to fulfill your childhood dreams.”

It doesn’t take much to convince him when you make it a challenge and he sputters how he is a real knight now that he is ready for anything now trained, and how he could protect Lord Malleus-

A chaste kiss to his lips for silence, you pull him behind you opening the front door as you lead into a comfy café. Antique wooden chairs that were decorated with mini gargoyles, a candle- lantern spiny lazily with small- what you can assume fairies keeping the fire warm. You take the table next to the fireplace, Sebek hates it cold.

Lifting the menu, you see delicately painted pictures of lattes to teas- you thought that this be a bar considering what he said about grownups not letting him in before. Sebek brows are furrowed as well as he flips the menu back and forward- he must also have the same confusion as you. It’s too cute not to tease!

You reach over the table and take his hands, “Stop that. I know we are at the center of the evil headquarters but that doesn’t mean you can give yourself away oh knight.” Sebek scoffs but doesn’t pull away from your warmth, “What can a weakling life you do to protect I?” You give a soft smile as you pull his hands closer to your side of the table, “Why I’m much stronger than you?” As you do you lean over to kiss both of his knuckles, and he sputters retracting his hands like fire touched them. Another laugh leaves you as you pick up the menu again, Sebek squirming in his seat, “Now, what shall we order?”

#.wwrenwrites #request open #sebek x reader #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst x you #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #twst imagines #twst drabble

[whatbigotspost]

I REALLY wanna share an email I wrote at work to our office landlords today as one of my professional advice style posts.

But it’s too specific sadly. I’d never want to do anything to ever risk my org, so I have to stay general. Which really is too bad because this email is one of my greatest achievements that only like 6 people will ever see. It is truly the most thorough and highly highly professional speak version of

GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND ADDRESS THIS PROBLEM YOU EVIL MOTHER FUCKER. THIS SITUATION IS EFFECTING KIDS. LITERAL CHILDREN. DO YOU WANT ME TO TELL EVERYONE YOU HATE CHILDREN? HMM?? DO YOU?!??!?????

…that has ever been written. It’s like 750 words of pure seething rage channeled into the crispest fakest fancy speak one can muster to spit “get your shit together” 😂 It’s like 5 paragraphs and 2 bulletpointed lists of bullshit-polite white-talk to say “fuck with my staff and kids and I WILL destroy you any way I can in my limited power, you heinous monsters.”

It’s like a master class in what one has to do as a nonprofit leader every so often. It’s like how everyone knows you’re at their mercy in this moment because you’re the fucking tenant and nonprofit and you have all of 50 cents to your name. BUT you have a few levers you can threaten to pull related to public perception. So you become like a tiny spiky little piece of glass on the bottom of a giant’s foot. As the giant is stomping his feet to crush you, as a tiny little glass spike, maybe you can be JUST annoying enough that they pay attention for 2 seconds. It just takes 2 seconds of their goddamn attention and maybe just maybe then they can mercifully flick you away and you can finally stop being crushed by this particular foot at this particular moment.

So to be spiky you gotta be a Work Appropriate Heinous Bitch.

For your staff. And the kids. So you become the Work Appropriate Heinous Bitch you always needed. The Work Appropriate Heinous Bitch who is channeling that power toward good and not evil. And you use your ridiculous joy of writing too much and finding the perfect words to try to embarrass and demoralize a landlord while also still making sure it’s done SMILING (smiling in a I’m In A Corporate Professional Hellscape Help Me Help Me Oh God kinda way.)

Yeah. It’s like that.

Now let’s see if it makes any goddamn difference.

#nonprofit life #career advice #career stuff

[bro-atz]

tiny psa: tumblr seemed to change the way you tag people, so now you can only tag 5 blogs in one line at a time

so those of us w long tag lists… we gotta go five handles at a time and space it out properly like there has to be a whole enter key between usernames or tag in bulletpoints (i believe that also works)

this is an example of what i mean btw:

#broatz talks #idk i just noticed this the other day which is why people weren’t getting properly tagged #idk if this applies on mobile tho and i tried looking it up but no one else has addressed this??? #all ik is that on desktop this is how tagging works now ig sighhhhgg

[hwaightme]

Your fan, Wooyoung (part 2)

(part 1) (your fan masterlist)

🍰 pairing: wooyoung x baker!/cafeowner!reader 🍰 genre: romance, fluff, social media vibes, very soft 🍰 summary: a bulletpoint-style wordstream of what it would be like if wooyoung was stanning you 🍰 wordcount: 4.6k (popped off on this one I guess) 🍰 warnings/tags: language, social media couple, protective father, paparazzi trying hard, hongjoong and seonghwa parents, mentions of food/eating, ateez members teasing woo until the end of time, wooyoung being LOUD, established relationship 🍰 a/n: Hello there wonderful people <3 here is pt.2 of Your Fan, Wooyoung!!! Hope you enjoy, big hugs and all reblogs, asks and likes appreciated <3 (p.s. can you guess who is next? hint is: fashion ;))

When Wooyoung woke up, both Hongjoong and Seonghwa were standing in the room, looking like they were about to whoop him into next week.

Suddenly he was wishing that it was his actual parents and not his hyung-parents.

He contemplated just falling back asleep stressfully.

Mainly so that if they did exterminate him he wouldn't have to deal with all that with his brain on, but neither were having it.

"Jung Wooyoung."

"Ooh, government name. What's happening this fine morn?" He put his hands behind his head, pressing himself into his pillow to the point where it could nearly absorb him. If only this was Portal 2.

"Nothing much. If you don't count a certain someone trending on Naver. Would you look at that..." Hongjoong pushed his glasses down slightly to demonstratively peer at the screen of his phone, "you got your first solo win. Want a congratulatory pat on your back?" He hissed, knuckles turning white as he gripped his phone tighter. A smile still remained on Hongjoong's face, making him appear a smidgen deranged.

"Not when you look like you are about to break it."

"Aren't you even a tiny bit curious as to what this is?" Seonghwa muttered, quietly seething.

"Uhh..."

"To my room. Jung Wooyoung. In one minute or SO HELP ME." Hongjoong commanded, blinking furiously. When Wooyoung did not move, it was as though a bubble of rage had exploded within the captain, as he slammed the wall beside him with his fist and yelled: "MY ROOM. Hwa BRING HIM TO ME." The change in tone as he spoke the other's name was borderline comical, making Wooyoung's lips twitch into a ghost of a smile.

But he knew better than that. Apparently it was shitstorm hour that he had not been made aware of.

This was confirmed when as he walked out and locked eyes with Jongho, the latter took to stabbing a pair of chopsticks into rice and leaving it standing upright.

As he walked past the bathroom, where San was fixing his hair, he received a "boy you are going to get it" to 'cheer him on'. What was going on?

The final nail in the coffin was hammered in when he had already placed a hand on the doorknob to what felt to be his torture chamber for the next unknown period of time. Yeosang, sauntering past him stopped, placed a hand on his shoulder, shook his head once, and stated:

"Rest in peace bro."

Then going on his merry way, leaving Wooyoung to be pushed into the room by Seonghwa, who had been his shadow, or guard, this entire time.

The eldest members really wanted the full effect. Hongjoong was standing, arms crossed, next to the window with the curtains closed. a solitary chair was put in the centre of the room, to which the captain gestured, with an irritated nod.

Seonghwa decided to sit on the bottom bunk, opposite Wooyoung, balancing his elbows on his thighs.

"Right. Now, you might ask why I gathered your remaining brain cells here today-"

"Hyu-"

"HERE TODAY, it is because of a certain thing called the internet, and a certain someone losing all sense of self. Here you go, take a gander."

And a gander he took. As Hongjoong approached him with his phone on, the screen frozen on some article on Naver, Wooyoung's heart began to sink faster than the Titanic.

His intuition finally decided to wake up too, and all gears were set in motion. What was something that he did differently as of late? Visited you. What was something that he did differently when visiting you? Changed up the times, since his members were sick of his shit.

What was something wrong with the time he picked? It was busier.

What happens when there are more people around and you are a celebrity who had their hair dyed to become one third of a traffic light trio?

You are much more likely to get recognised, and thus end up in the news.

And that's the moment Wooyoung knew, he fucked up.

Sure enough, the glaring screen was taunting him with a picture of himself, exiting your cafe at an... interesting hour, suffice to day. Not too bad, only two hours after closing time, but still. A pain. He had to think of excuses, and fast.

"Oh."

"Oh, indeed. Do you have ANY idea how dangerous that could be? What conclusions could people come to? And for goodness' sake, if you don't care about yourself, do you care about your crush?"

"Girlfriend, actually."

"Okay girl- WHAT????" Hongjoong's eyes widened as he froze mid-step, having begun to pace back and forth upon starting his mini-monologue.

"You know what, Woo, that's impressive. Big up." Seonghwa nodded a couple of times in approval and extended his hand for Woo to shake.

Hongjoong interjected by cutting right between them.

"Do you condone this behaviour all of a sudden?"

"What? Better than pining with no purpose, this is a man of action right here."

"Ugh, Hwa, please be on my team at least for a second while I try to rearrange this kid's synapses so he learns what CAUTION IS."

Wooyoung attempted to be serious while listening to Hongjoong's tirade, but it was challenging since in his mind, he had determined that the offense wasn't even an offense and there was no way to really frame him for anything. Done and dusted. It was only a matter of sitting through the Seongjoong dual-scolding manoeuvre.

At some point, he began to zone out, his mind travelling back to the events of yesterday and just how worth it everything was. That sparked the urge for him to retaliate, regardless of what part of the 'reasons why Wooyoung is a menace' topic lineup Hongjoong was on.

"OH AND since we are on this whole thing of 'ah stop we're gonna get in trouble', who the hell kicked me out of the dorms?"

"San."

"Under your supervision, MOM AND DAD." he emphasised, glancing at both members in turn. This, they could not deny. It was funny doing what they did at the time, but definitely was not the best decision in retrospect.

Maybe they had hoped that the younger member would not have the courage and the lack of boundaries. But really, that had been a hope equivalent to assuming that air resistance was negligible all the time. Good in theory, shit in practice.

"Woo, I think you are going to have to hold off on seeing her for a bit."

Seonghwa finally spoke up, when Hongjoong had run out of steam and was nearly mumbling to himself.

"Wouldn't that be even more suspicious, like oooh the guy got caught doing something spicy and now he can't show face~"

"But if you come back there, the likelihood of Y/N coming under fire increases colossally."

"Right now there is a chance for this entire thing to blow over, and as Seonghwa said, we are used to the whole media stalking us thing, and even though Y/N is big on social media, the way the media treats us is still... slightly different. You don't want anyone bad on her case, do you?" Hongjoong's voice was now level, and horrifically calm. This was his most enraged state, and the scariest for Wooyoung.

He could handle screaming and even when someone threw things around in a fit, but not the calm-angry contrast. Anything but that.

"No I do not want that, no. But can't there be another way? She is my girlfriend after all-"

"Boy, you better stop or KQ will send you on a permanent voyage." Seonghwa threatened, hands folded.

"HEY HEY Woosanhwa? Come on, Woosanhwa for life!?" Wooyoung was desperately trying to find an ally in one of the two members carrying out the scolding session.

"NAH NOW IT'S SANHWA, you are the child of Dispatch."

"OUCH? And damn did you just say that in front of Hongjoong? Hongjoong you gonna welcome your cheater home or what?"

"Jung Wooyoung you are going to be the death of me. Can you please just, for a week at least, be on best behaviour? We have so many things scheduled and I really don't want to have another conversation with our manager about this."

Wooyoung had totally forgotten about the staff. Curious as to what the manager had said, he sat a little more forward in his chair, leaning in and craning his neck towards the captain.

"Luckily, he said this wasn't too bad, and since you were in Goyang-si it is easy to spin a story about how it was family quality time or something. Actually we got some people doing that for us already."

"Oh my word a special digital operation?"

"Don't get too excited, the manager does want a one on one with you, to 'discuss things'."

Long story short, Wooyoung was banned from going anywhere near Goyang-si for the next couple of weeks, with him instead being flung into different projects, as if they had been invented to take up all his time and make him forget about you.

But that only backfired. Upon revealing to his manager that you were his girlfriend (he could not stop repeating the fact, since he was proud of himself for having asked you out and to be official) and receiving a formal "I don't give a shit dude just stay in your lane and don't do anything more chaotic than your normal", he turned into a spoiler hazard.

He would call or message you during filming. Call or message during practice. Call or message in the dorms. He would be sending you feedback and comments about your content, watching it like the dedicated and diligent boyfriend he was.

Roasting you if he spotted something funny or out of place.

Purposefully, he dialled up his sickeningly sweet petname talk and language that somehow certain couples can survive using without curling up into a ball of cringe.

Progressively, the names got more and more ridiculous, but the scary bit was that he could REMEMBER what he had called you the last time you talked, so he could add cringey chaos like stacking Jenga.

Thanks to his perseverance and disregard for time and space, you and him talked even more often than before.

So often, that even your father, who was another regular visitor to your cafe, had caught on to something.

Whilst he was sitting at one of the tables in the cafe, sipping the coffee you had made him, he was observing how you were smiling like a fool while texting someone, thumbs dashing across the screen.

Then, your phone rang - Wooyoung wanted to video call. Deciding to answer, since there were no strangers in the store, you accepted, and you began to chat.

He shared with you that once a couple of more shoots were done, he could maybe even take you out on a proper date - somewhere outside of Seoul so you could walk around and really enjoy time together. You were bashful, especially since your own father was listening in on the fun with the classic 'who is this boy and let me have a word so I can show him that he can't mess about' face.

Soon enough, Wooyoung noticed that you were a little less flirtatious than usual, and that your eyes kept on darting off to the side. And he was not the one to let such things slide, so he began to question you until you finally gave in.

"Uh... well... say hi to... my dad? Though you guys already know each other so-"

The way in which Wooyoung switched up made you erupt in laughter as you struggled to hold the phone level and show your father walking up. You swore you heard some of the other ATEEZ members cackling in the background, with San being particularly loud.

Because of course Wooyoung had pestered all the members to officially introduce themselves and chat with you. They had been in awe of how oddly similar you were to Wooyoung in terms of upbeat disposition and ability to brighten a room with some wonderful comedy.

But that at the same time, it was as if a couple of components were switched out. You were disciplined and organised, and Seonghwa auto-approved you when you had equated your general approach to life as measuring out baking instructions. Sure you liked to have fun and experiment, but you had a time and place for that.

Hongjoong had congratulated you on becoming Wooyoung's new mommy, much to the latter's embarrassment. But you only picked up on that and K.O-ed your boyfriend with just the remark: "Kinky? But anything for my baby boy I guess" that sent the group rolling. You felt like you just started an inside joke that Woo would not be able to live down.

As your father walked up to the barista counter and looked into the camera, Wooyoung, at lightning speed, had moved seats to have a neutral background behind him, and was sitting like he was ready for a work ID photo. Stifling a giggle, you tilted the phone so the two men could speak.

"So, Wooyoung, how have you been?"

"Very well, thank you sir."

"Practicing cooking?"

"Yes sir."

"And saving room for dessert I see-" your father glanced over to you, raising an eyebrow. You could see Wooyoung's cheeks starting to go red.

"I am beyond grateful for having the opportunity to try my best and care for your daughter, sir."

"I will make you into meat for jeongol if you do any less."

"Got it, sir. I will try my best-"

"Not try. Do. And I will see you tomorrow." Your father finished off with a signature chef smile - the one you had seen in magazines that had covered his work and interviewed him. The one that screamed 'I am the boss here'. Way to go, trying to scare your poor baby.

"Wait... what's tomorrow?" you asked as your father returned to his seat.

"Uh... we have... filming... together... a master class." he explained slowly, his whole face scrunching up as though he ate a lemon. It felt as though someone kept on playing a laugh track behind him.

The culprits made themselves known soon enough, as a beaming Yunho wrapped one arm around your boyfriend's neck and called out to you.

"Oh yeah that is going to be one hell of a time. You should totally come, Y/N. We are all going to be there in the background."

"Is that even allowed?"

"HONGJOONG!?" Yunho immediately shouted off-call, and followed up with a question. You heard shuffling and some low mumbles. You looked over to your dad, who was also pondering the matter, and suddenly took out his own phone.

Just as you overheard Hongjoong say he was not sure whether it was possible to invite anyone in since technically, you were not an insider by any means, your dad called someone, greeted them, and began to converse about... the filming? You shushed Wooyoung and company, mouthing that there was an important call being made.

"Mhm, yes. Yes, my daughter. Yes... that successful young lady that made Jung Wooyoung a little reckless. Yes... no, we have known each other for a long time, come on. You know I wouldn't suggest anything out of line. Yeah? Okay. Great. Then she'll come. Okay, okay I'll pass that on. See you. Bye."

Well that was one short conversation. You looked at your father, expectant, but not having one sliver of an idea at what exactly he had just managed to pull off.

"Y/N, how quickly can you get a catering order ready?"

"Like a couple hours?"

"Okay good, early start tomorrow, and under that pretense, you are in." he said, purposefully louder so the guys on the call could hear.

With a satisfied grin he listened to their claps and cheers, whilst you contemplated whether your father was a mafia boss in an alternate universe.

This was bound to be one exciting shoot to do. Especially since it would be the first time since the not-really-a-scandal-but-a-scandal-nonetheless had happened, leaving Wooyoung totally work-bound.

And you desperately wanted to catch a glimpse of what a professional set looked like, as before this, the majority of what you were exposed to had been your mini ring light, reflectors and a stand for your phone. A little more than most and functional for you, but still felt amateur.

As instructed, you were up early. Earlier than you had ever managed to before. The adrenaline threw you out of bed as you rushed to 'dream-ity' that was located closer to the company.

After having been cleared to join, you had received a message from staff to arrange for a time when they could arrive to help you with transporting the delicious goods, so time was not your friend.

Moving around the kitchen you were baking fresh goods as though your life depended on it, recalling your time as a line cook, when orders would be coming in by the second and the only thing in your ears was slamming of pots and cursing.

For that part in your culinary journey you were grateful. You had become a lot more resilient and were not phased by this time pressure.

This enabled you to go all out. You did not know if they had ordered from any other place, but you wanted to be the one all staff and ATEEZ remembered. You wanted to show Wooyoung just what you were capable of, and wanted to show your father that you ALWAYS meant business.

Even though you had made up some time ago, that competitive and judgmental edge had never quite gone away. But, that was what gave you your business-savviness and, quite frankly, was the thing that taught you to not give up on anything.

If it were any different, you were confident that you would not be able to match so well with Wooyoung. He was a force of nature that was not subject to change unless he himself wanted to do so. And only because you had the power to absorb some of that energy while simultaneously giving your own in return, you had this unique synergy.

Regardless of distance, or of external circumstance, this exchange stayed strong, and though both of you wanted nothing more than to be able to spend time together and thrived off in person contact, you were not afraid, nor insecure. It was the ideal flow state.

So when you strutted into the large studio and kitchen at the time you had been appointed, together with two staff who had come to help, each of you carrying two large delivery bags each, you made sure you were glowing and every bit the glorious bringer of nourishment who totally had not just dressed up to spend an entire day behind the camera line.

It seemed to have the desired effect, as Wooyoung, who was having some touch ups done, had his jaw drop (which may or may not have earned him a glare from your father and a few chuckles from the other members who had been splayed out on some sofas, but shot up as you and the catering crew greeted each other and got to setting everything up.

As you began to unpack the sweet and savoury, standard and unique, light and heavy items - whatever anyone's heart desired, you heart a few cheers. Food really did bring everyone together.

"Y/N can you live with us please?" Mingi came up to you, eyeing the goods and picking out something that suited his fancy.

"THANK YOU THIS IS GREAT!" San raced across the hall to to go in for the steal, nearly running into Seonghwa, who was admiring the intricacy of the mini-cake assortment you had decided to throw into the mix on a whim. It had been a hit on TikTok, so surely it had to have the same effect here.

The staff also pulled up to the feast in record time, relieved at the much needed break and the delicious accompaniment to it.

Once everyone's attention was either on the food or on their phone that was paired with the food, Wooyoung sauntered up to you, a dopey smile on his face.

"I am so excited to see you I could kiss you right this instant." he whispered, leaning closer to your face. A shiver ran down your spine as you could feel his breath brush against your ear.

"You are cute, and I want to keep it that way and not have you filming with a black eye." You nodded at the man, your father, who was inspecting and rearranging some of the utensils on the set.

"Can't I get some attention~ I missed you!" Wooyoung whined playfully, and pouted at you.

You looked around to make sure that no staff members were paying attention (though the majority definitely knew at this point that you two were an item - no thanks to Wooyoung advertising it, first to the stylist who he had proclaimed to be a matchmaker, then to his manager even though he already knew thanks to the brush with paparazzi, and it kept on going). Once feeling that the coast was clear, you tugged at the sleeve of the dress shirt he was wearing, beckoning him.

Your own voice sultry, captivating, you winked and responded with:

"If you'll be a good boy, you can get all the attention in the world later."

"Y'all are nasty." you heard Hongjoong mutter right behind you. You had not noticed that he crept up to steal a pastry bite.

"You did say I am his mommy now, so I'm just following captain's orders."

"Oh no no Wooyoung you are rubbing off on her with this disrespect."

"Rubbing off you say?"

"I'M GONNA GO RETIRE NOW BYE."

You shared a laugh with Wooyoung. It was good to be back.

Filming continued, and you took great pleasure in seeing your father and Wooyoung interacting and attempting to not set the kitchen on fire. Two times Wooyoung had nearly knocked some glass bowls off the counter, only with your father's professional reflexes saving the day.

You were nearly in tears from trying too hard not to laugh so loud as you watched your father going a little red in the face as he held in every curse word known to man while watching Wooyoung stir fry something. You had to admit, your boyfriend was a LOT better than you had imagined, but your dad was a notorious perfectionist and the contrast between him and Wooyoung was too glorious of an entertainment.

You would be lying if it did not make you dream of what it would be like if Wooyoung were to become part of your family, but you swatted that thought away.

After wrapping up filming and beginning to gather your things, the director decided to approach you, simultaneously calling Wooyoung and some staff over.

"So, first of all I hope being here wasn't too boring for you. Thank you so much for the amazing food and for the company."

"I am glad you enjoyed, and boring? I was crying laughing in the back, this was great! I am beyond honoured for the invitation."

"Well then, how would be invited back sound? This time in front of the camera?"

"Oh?"

"Well both Wooyoung and Mr. L/N had advertised your skill, and Wooyoung had shown me some of your content, and I must say, I would be very interested in working with you! Plus I think your," he looked at your boyfriend and then back at you, "dynamic, will bring good chemistry."

And he was more than right. The episode where you had become a special guest and taught Wooyoung to make that same strawberry shortcake he had revealed was the first think he had seen you bake on social media, had amassed a considerable number of views and likes, with both ATINY and your audience raving at the collaboration.

Some of the fans who had been speculating about Wooyoung's appearance at 'dream-ity' also had their curiosity satisfied, saying that it had been Wooyoung being the classic 'spoiler king' for the collaboration.

As the view count grew and #bakerwoo and #dreamitywoo grew on trending, in a matter of days your cafe chain had become a popular Instagram spot among fans, with the one in Goyang-si being the peak location (for obvious reasons).

In light of not being able to continue your dates in the same style, you and Wooyoung changed tactics, and began to travel, just as you had wanted. For some videos, he had become your camera man, and for some of his social media updates, you had become the photographer.

In some of your videos you had even included snippets of you chatting to an off-screen Wooyoung, which sent ATINY into a frenzy as they had screamed in the comments about the "VERY FAMILIAR LAUGH" and about "WHY ARE THEIR POSTS KINDA SIMILAR THIS IS SUS GUYS"

It was thrilling to visit new places together, see how far you could push it before Dispatch was on your case. Even Hongjoong and Seonghwa had given up on you at that point, sighing harder than your own father and just saying 'young love'.

Together, you decided that if the spotlight was going to be on you, then so be it. Both of you were public figures in your respective fields, and being under constant scrutiny was part of the job. And this approach turned out to work in your favour, as the gradual introduction of one another in posts and content had become golden nuggets of wholesomeness for fans to search for and find.

The casual treatment of your relationship, looking at it not as something monumental but something natural, intrinsic, had turned what could have been a scandal on its head, making it a celebration and something to support.

Both you and Wooyoung had met thanks to social media, and had managed to use it for support and as a buffer zone for when FINALLY, one lonely paparazzi had caught you two out on a date, thinking he would be getting the juiciest content.

He was in for a shock when both of you turned to face him, at the same time, and pose like it was a red carpet event. When the photos were published, you two were sitting in the ATEEZ dorms, having a blast looking through the meme reactions at ATINY calling the journalists 'internet explorer' and quite simply, being happy for you.

Though having taken the path of being more public did come with its challenges, both of you were ready to overcome them, for many anniversaries to come. Whenever life was not too sweet, Wooyoung and you had taken to lightening things up by saying the 'dream-ity' pantries were always within reach. You embraced each other's chaos, and shared it with nothing but pride and adoration.

As Wooyoung sat in your newest addition to the 'dream-ity' chain, which you had yet to open, and was studying you as you rushed about, guiding two construction workers, he recalled how he had found you, had become your fan, and had fallen for you.

TikTok really did work in mysterious ways.

#wooyoung fanfic #kpop writers #kpop writing #wooyoung #ateez wooyoung #wooyoung x reader #ateez wooyoung x reader #jung wooyoung #wooyoung fluff #wooyoung moodboard #ateez #ateez fluff #kpop fanfic #ateez fanfic #ateez au #ateez x reader #kpop scenarios #choi san #kim hongjoong #park seonghwa #kang yeosang #jeong yunho #song mingi #choi jongho #ateez seonghwa #ateez hongjoong #ateez yunho #ateez mingi #hm/yourfan #hwaightme

[jasper-pagan-witch]

2024 Grimoire Challenge Review - January Week 1

Well, I had to wait until Wednesday to get out of the house and get a binder and some paper for my challenge grimoire this year, so I basically speedran all of the December prep and the first week of January, because I will never learn and never improve on this habit of mine.

Keeping in line with other grimoires I've used in the past (such as the Epsilon Ledger and the Delta Book of Tarot Spreads), this red binder has been named the Eta Binder. I wrote down my proper name (let's go, trans mages!), tacked @2024-grimoire-challenge onto it to remind myself that that's what we're doing, and gave it a date of working. Since I started on Wednesday, that's 1/3/2024 (because I'm an American) to an unknown end date.

I had to scramble to come up with a list of 52 plants and stones to work on. I just went through the list of herbs and teas offered by my local ("local" being half an hour away) spice shop and capped it off with some Missouri flowers. For the stones, I just flipped through Judy Hall's Crystal Bible (somehow both a really good and really bad reference book) back and forth a bunch of times until I had a list of crystals I hadn't already done dives about.

As for my magical study ideas, I mostly just threw shit down that I've been interested in or have just gotten interested in. I gave each deity I worship their own bulletpoint and also split up the specific areas of pop culture magic I'm digging more into. I made sure there was a blend of comfortable old stuff, brand new stuff that I'm not sure of, and things that are generally outside of my purview.

Through the power of "work had too many 3-ring binder dividers", I have split my binder into seven sections - 1 is Plants, 2 is Stones, 3 is Work-Related Notes, 4 is Spells Designed (if I complete any, they'll be moved into my spell binder that also houses all of my correspondence lists), 5 if Journal, 6 is currently blank, and 7 is Empty Pages.

Then I finally got started on the actual projects. For the plant and crystal prompts this week, I used an integer generator online to choose two numbers randomly and received caraway (aka Carum carvi) and muscovite (aka KAl2(AlSi3O10)(F,OH)2), so I used my normal research process for the two. It was actually pretty fun, if you ignore the fact that my hand hurt so much because it ended up being 4 pages (well, 2 pages but front and back) EACH of information drawn from books and digital sources that I was all but copying word for word.

As for the Work-Related Notes, that's where I've saved things like my Definitions page, Spellwriting 101 (in my practice), and a page about my Common Tools.

I will admit that I skipped the year outline, mostly because the passing of the year means near nothing in my craft. I don't celebrate any particular "magical holidays", I don't work by the moon cycle, I'm definitely not Wiccan and thus don't celebrate the Wheel of the Year, seasons just mean whether or not I have to wear a coat, and I don't care about matching particular workings to days of the week. I'm starting to think I'm just a deeply boring person, upon reflection.

Then we get to the Work Spaces / Altars page, and oh boy! I don't actually do...workings at my altars, so they're probably better described as shrines. I have my Primary Work Space (my wooden desk, the metal microwave stand I've stolen from somewhere, and the tiny red bookshelf under the microwave stand) that is an absolute MESS at every given point that holds whatever the fuck I'm working on, regardless of what project it is. I have a Thoughtform & Spirit Shelf (which is actually a partial shelf) in my big red bookshelf that holds the anchors for my thoughtforms but also my PokeFamiliar. I have five altars around my room that are currently holding seven deities, a candle for an eighth deity, the Lokifam, three spirits, the Unknown Benefactor, the symbol of an animal spirit I want to reach out to at some point this year, and Jasper's Casper (an adorable little ghost that my coworker and her daughter crocheted for me to celebrate the first anniversary of me working at the library).

Shit's a bit cramped in here!

And today, I'm writing about my Personal Practices that have made it into my craft. I'm actually working on this now, but I paused to write up this summary. It's pretty neat to think about all the stuff I've done that I still do.

Results: My hand hurts and my head is throbbing, but c'est la vie. This is a really fun challenge, and I hope it goes all the way through 2024, unlike when I tried to do the 2023 challenge and the host of that one vanished into the aether.

#jasper post #personal #2024 grimoire challenge

[shhhsoftnwet]

Evilive gang rivalry AU

I really wished I can write but I can’t be good at everything now can I? All I can offer are short bulletpoint ideas I’m sorry 😔

Premise: What’ll happen if DYDS never broke up after getting rid of Moon Sangguk? Well, a decade later Doyoung became a business tycoon and Dongsoo became the new Minister of Justice of course. Eventually they managed to shed away their criminal lives behind, but not without a few painful sacrifices of course. Upon finding out what Dongsoo has done to achieve his goals, his family completely disappeared from his life and it took Doyoung 2 years waiting patiently for Dongsoo to get over the loss and reciprocate his feelings.

Life is very good for Seo Doyoung. He’s been running the Shinnam Ferry and Marine Casino well, his wealth in abundance, got his trophy husband of his dreams, even opened a baseball club for the youth…… yet everything feels so stagnant. Achieving his goals has given Doyoung midlife crisis. During dinner, they reminisced their past and how far they’ve become. Doyoung sorta missed the thrill and violence…

He decided to rebuild his criminal empire in secret, concealing his true identity as the boss to protect his current reputation, as well as to not worry Dongsoo and risk losing him. A decade hiatus is long enough for a new predator to rule over the underbelly of Shinnam. Feeling extremely competitive, Doyoung is determined to create havoc and overthrow his rival.

Doyoung’s new gang quickly gains notoriety and a violent turf war and sabotaging soon began. Doyoung learns that his rival’s modus operandi is very structured and their boss’ identity is also closely guarded, but after much spying and digging, he found out that most of the members used to be the now disbanded Family gang and Bae Jongha is their leader.

Doyoung and a few of his trusted men cornered Bae Jongha. Surprised by this unfavourable yet funny turn of events, Bae Jongha resentfully revealed that he’s just a puppet and refused to reveal his boss’ true identity to Doyoung out of spite. Feeling extremely irritated that he couldn’t get an answer from Bae Jongha, he rid him off.

It’s later revealed that…. /dramatic drumrolls/…. HAN DONGSOO IS THE TRUE BOSS OF THE RIVAL GANG!!! (I want it to be dramatic ok like Doyoung trying to vent under the pretence that he’s concerned about the rising turf wars in the news, and then Dongsoo tried to assure Doyoung that he’ll do something about it. Then after that he got a phone call informing him that they found Bae Jongha dead in a ditch!!)

At this point, the audience are left questioning whether Dongsoo knew that Doyoung is his rival and if he has any ulterior motives/grudges. However it is later revealed that he truly doesn’t know that his husband is his opp.

Bae Jongha’s death became a catalyst for both gangs to start hunting for the bosses’ true identities. Lotsa spy cams and trackers going on. At some point Doyoung got the scare of his life thinking his rival found his identity and tried to infiltrate his house and harm Dongsoo. He warned Dongsoo of the intruders, but Dongsoo managed to bluff his way out (apparently he’s not supposed to be home at the time), thinking that his rival gang ALSO found out about his true identity. (TLDR: they both thought their identities are uncovered while still unaware that they’re each other’s opps. Bae Jongha cry laughing in his grave at this comedy)

At some point however, Doyoung slowly realised that Dongsoo is the boss based on a tiny slip up/minor injury(?). Doyoung unravels his complicated feelings during their sexy time (with Dongsoo being dominant and choking him 👹👹) A part of him is thrilled of this diabolical and corrupted side of Dongsoo, a side of him that he sorely missed a decade ago. Yet a part of him is also extremely sick with paranoia, unsure of who is this man before him and wondered if this is Dongsoo’s plan to get rid of him after all.

Doyoung decided to hold an emergency meeting with his gang to plan their next move, only to receive a surprise ambush from Dongsoo’s gang. A lot of bloodshed happened, Doyoung solo fights a bunch of guys. Dongsoo is shocked to see his husband is his enemy, but Doyoung is too enraged by the entire situation to think properly.

They had an emotional one on one knife + fist fight and somehow managed to clear up their misunderstandings. They shed some tears, they makeout, maaaayyybbee being freaky while covered in blood idk, it’s gross and unhinged but beautifully poetic in a blood pact way. Now that the couple has come clean with each other of their wants and worries, their love is renewed with fiery passion. And maybe soon they’ll rebuild their criminal empire once more, together this time.

THE END

Yeah this is all I have…. If you wanna adopt it, go ahead like I can’t write proper sentences beautifully for shit. Just lemme know so I can read it 😭😭🙏

Anyways some things to elaborate on character motivations and why they choose to conceal their actions from their partners:

HDS: Dongsoo have always wanted to rule the criminal empire ever since they got rid of Moon Sangguk. However, upon spending some time listening to Doyoung’s experiences and understanding why he wanted to leave the criminal life behind him, as well as feeling grateful of Doyoung’s support during his difficult time accepting that his family had left him and paving a way for his current career, he decided to lead a double life to protect their peace and reputation.

SDY: Doyoung realises that achieving his goals is never going to fill the void and hunger in his heart. Doyoung missed the good old days, but he doesn’t want to bring anymore pain to Dongsoo’s life, not after seeing how broken he was after losing his family. The last thing Doyoung wanted is to lose him too. But Seo Doyoung is a selfish man, he will get the best of both worlds no matter what.

#a future where they can be as diabolical as they wanted without all the betrayals unnecessary deaths and heartache #their rivalry is everyone’s problem #sorry bae Jongha always caught between the couple’s BS #also love the idea of them having like mid life crisis #ion like these white picket fences and luxury I want CHAOS #evilive #biography of a villain #악인전기 #도영동수 #dyds #au prompt #seo do young #han dong soo #fifi’s prompts #shhhsoftnwet

[koukaaa-descent]

actually on that previous topic, what is your opinion on the life of a jester (life cycle, common predators, common?prey? do they just throw things(people) for fun?)

this one is definitely going to require the bulletpoint list and a linebreak !!!!!!

A jester probably starts off as a subspecies to the usual nutcracker parasite? An offshoot; a tiny squirming thing that just wanders around n squeezes into small spaces.

Once it’s large enough, it finds a suitable ‘host’ (usually a small box, container or cabinet) and sticks with it for a while, acting as an ambush predator (hunting snare fleas, hoarding bugs, other small stuff)

It typically spends a majority of its early life stages as a stationary ambush predator until it gains enough body mass that staying in its previous ‘host’ is unwieldy or uncomfortable.

By that point, it simply finds a box. Any box will do, as long as there’s a few holes. The secretions of its main body harden the box (both inside and outside) into a hard, resinlike material. Afterwards, it spends a time gathering the pieces required to create a crank (usually just some metal scrap and fabric.)

I like to think that the ghost girl helps it paint the box.

Regarding the humanoid limbs; those are only acquired after roughly a decade of its life, seeing as it’s probably pretty hard to collect intact body parts when the body in question has been ripped apart and eaten by multiple entities. Before then, it simply uses its own tendrils to wander around.

Regarding the ‘skull’; That, too, is a buildup of the ‘resin’ residue, although the peculiar shape is likely a result of the Jester’s own ‘carving’.

Common predators; during early life, I would say just about anything; spore lizards, hoarding bugs, snare fleas, masks (only if the unfortunate jester ends up in close proximity), brackens (there has been many a case wherein a newborn jester has tried to use a Bracken’s body as its temporary host). As an adult, very little tends to actively try to hunt a jester, much less actively consume it. Thus; masks. They are genuinely the singular thing around that can slowly, insidiously devour a jester. You just have to lob one at the box and pray it latches on. (If the jester is popped at the time, it’s far more likely that the mask will just end up shattered on the ground.)

Other predators may include the parasites that typically infest nutcrackers, seeing as they also have a ‘rooting’ system, digging in and digging in deep. Very deep. Eyeless dogs (in very rare cases) and manticoils (during the Jester’s newborn stages).

To answer the last question; I guess that they whip people around like that in their jaws solely to shred them like paper. Seriously. Have you seen dogs do that? it fucks something up horrifically if it’s fragile enough.

#lethal company #lethal company jester #I am a normal individual (I have never thought about the jesters anatomy before today) #lethal company headcanons

[kitttenteeth]

My goal is to finish my one short story - book / tiny comic idea by the end of my month so i rly need to get started on it soon .... and then I'd like to keep that pace for the rest of the year if i can .. I would be very happy with myself . it's beenm making me feel rly terrible abt myself that I've been so lazy n let so many ideas rot in my mind so i am hoping this can drag me out of that. It's an itsby bitsy story i came up with in highschool that has jsut been existing in my brain forever but I've never thought to draw it out for some reason . i thinmk i will make a post describing the story but I've never been good at writing so it would be more like .. bulletpoints ..... yknow ....... U get it.

[hideyseek]

ok. powered by love and friendship and procrastination and. being so so squeaky clean. once again i am liveblogging my writing.

wrote one scene before pickleball. lost 3 games of pickleball in a row. need to wite another scene to hit my wordcount goal for the day

ok! i have otter music! i have scene notes! i can start by making a tiny outline of the scene that i can then fit all the scene notes in! i am so afraid because i need to mesh a down draft version of the scene with a completely new version of the scene but that is fine! it is doable! i will begin with the tiny bulletpoint list of the scene! and then just write linearly! i can follow the flow of the down draft scene until it deviates from the down draft!

#hidey talks fic #sorry to subject yall to the inside of my brain but alas i do live here (my blog)

[mushroom-for-art]

A random fic I started like all the way back last yearish when I first became obsessed with Syn, same sort of world as shadow au with Syn existing in the same world as my twos possibly the other twos from @seasidemew existing there too but lmao not important this is about Syn. Please enjoy his originally intended pure villain arc, bulletpointed after the original part I wrote up so it's at least done without me having to go into super detail about everything

Evil Syn au part 1 of ??

Faint coos and gurgling could be heard within the abandoned facility, within one of the rooms the dark hued mewtwo huddled over cradling a tiny form, her crystals and makings faintly illuminating the room. The light blue infant squirmed in her arms making soft vocalizations as their stumpy tail wiggled, sparkles of glow radiated with varying brightness from dotted patterns on the infants' skin like gold dust glowing bright as they cooed once more. A crescent moon pattern formed over the child's right eye. The infant let out a whimper at a sudden chill and the older mewtwo gently shoved her snout against their small form hands carefully supporting them as she nuzzled the baby to her face, warming them through body heat and soothing them with closeness.

"Shh, shh, it's okay, no need to cry it's okay, I've got you you're safe mamma's here…" The adult whispered against their child who clumsily reached to touch and hold onto their mother beginning to purr and coo once more. Darkness could feel herself trembling as she cradled the newborn close to her, she was exhausted and sweaty to say the least and incredibly ill prepared. Her breathing wobbled as she sensed the waves of pure gaia energy radiating off of the baby in her hands, every living thing has gaia but like some cruel punishment her infant practically glowed like an overcharged battery of the stuff. And she knew…she knew she wouldn't be the only one to sense it, that others of shadow kind would come.

Her breathing hitched in her throat as a sob wracked through her chest against her control, gasping as tears splattered on the flooring beneath her. She was in no state to fight them and she didn't know how long she had. Her baby whimpered as tears fell on their skin and she whispered apologies to them as she dried them and comforting them, apologizing for crying, apologizing for upsetting them, apologizing for bringing them into such a dangerous world and apologizing that they were going to suffer because of the ill actions she partook in. They didn't understand simply purring and glowing with sparkling energy, Darkness softly licked the baby's cheek purring back to them as their hands opened and closed in a kneading manner wiggling in her hands.

"My sweet little moon."

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A demented Hydreigon was one of the first to arrive crashing straight through a wall in a wild dragon frenzy snarling and snapping wildly searching for its prey, the crystal protruding out from the back of its neck mimicking the look of its natural frills. It was loud and it was big, but it was stupid and careless and unable to turn its main head with the crystal lodged in its spine by the looks of it. It lunged crashing into a generator receiving what should've been a killer electric shock, before it could recover with electric sparks fizzling over its body. She ripped the shard right out from the creatures' lower neck, watching it jerk spasm and flop still. The crystal having become infused and embedded into and by removing it it had severed the link to the body and effectively broken the main spine. She held no sympathy for it, throwing the crystal she couldn't use across the room.

More came and despite her more exhausted state she found they were relatively manageable, she had to throw a few of the corpses outside and looked in dismay at the damages caused by these idiotic creatures figuring she'd need to move somewhere else soon somewhere safer to raise her young and hopefully learn how to mask her gaia signature by then.

By the late morning, because of course she gave birth in the night and had to be vigilantly awake ever since, she'd become almost overconfident in herself, figuring perhaps if every shadow Pokémon out there were just everyday Pokémon and this easy to defeat maybe she could cull them all and be the only one left letting her raise her child in peace.

Unfortunately fate had other ideas…

Darkness rubbed at her eyes sleepily with a yawn as she attempted to get her daughter to try some of the berry that she has pureed beyond it's life, "come on little moon," another yawn as she gently tapped her finger onto her young kittens lips leaving a small dollop of the berry puree behind in hopes her child would try to lick it off, "you need to eat something, you must be hungry, just have a little num nums please, mamas tired." The practically liquidized berry slid from her finger splatting on the floor as she gave an exhausted groan leaning her head forward closing her eyes.

She jolted awake as she felt herself slipping realizing she nearly fell asleep, she sighed licking the berry puree off her finger and gently licking her babys' face clean wondering how she even managed to get berry puree in her forehead as she slowly walked to the medical room which she'd been using as her sleeping room. She shuffled over to the recovery bed at the end side of the room where she'd hoarded all the different fabrics that she enjoyed the texture of, climbing onto the bed carefully while holding her kitten in one hand she shuffled her feet and legs and available hand adjusting the fabrics into a makeshift nest. Using her tail she lifted a blanket and shuffled backwards under it lowering the blanket onto herself effectively tucking herself into her nest comfortable buried inside, she moved a pillow as she moved to lie on her side placing the pillow next to her chest and gently placing her kitten on top of the pillow and laying the blanket over them so that she was close, wouldn't get squished and wouldn't get too hot being put too deep in the nest. Through Darkness did wrap her arm over and under the pillow with her hand gently resting on her kitten just to be safe.

Dark attempts to get some mceepyin cause she's so fucking tired my guy holy shit it's been a long day with a wiggling kitten and people coming literally trying to kill her baby to drain her life energy, baby wiggles and cooes

Outside the sky darkens as something powerful and dangerous approaches

Dark bolts awake as Syn makes contact with the floor outside gasping to herself sensing his power now suddenly through her sleep, he takes a moment eyeing the damaged structure before floating inside hunting down the radiating glow of life energy unlike anything he'd ever sensed

Dark attempts to flee but her path is blocked off by Syn, they stare at each other assessing the others power level he can sense she's weakened but is aware she's very powerful and she can sense his power too. His eyes fall on the infant in her arms that she possessive pulls closer to her body attempting to hide with her hands, he only assumes they are same place same time hunting the same life force and he's not in the mood for sharing

He strikes for her, she barely manages to dodge swinging her tail at him but hitting a wall restricted by the hallway space she's stuck he gets a kick in right to her soft delicate tummy

She stumbles backwards a few steps, baby starting to cry in her arms, aura glowing off her body brightly going through Darks fingertips. She can't fight him and protect her. She focuses and teleports the baby away just as he goes to grab for child slamming her head down to nut him

He growls in frustration stepping back and turning to leave as he came for that gaia source not her and she's less worth it in his opinion, the strike in the back makes him stumble forward before glaring over his shoulder with a dangerous growl

He moves first with greater speed ramming dark backwards through the walls of the structure sending her body crumpling outside sliding against the dirt, he glares darkly as he steps through the hole in the wall following after her slightly amused when her weaker body gets up

They fight some more and he'd almost be impressed if he wasn't so already done and pissed off with her tbh she tries to slash him with her tail he manages to beat and bruise her with his ect until and attack from him topples her over the end of the ledge the lab was on and her body falls hitting nearly every rock on the way down falling right into a muddy ditch

He looks over the edge and can't see her past the tree line or sense her anymore to finish the job as she suppresses her aura, he scans searching before sensing gaia baby's aura again and flying off after it

Meanwhile elsewhere Maybe just got jumpscared by randomly spawning baby child that she caught out the air from falling holding in her arms comforting to stop them crying. Matt judging (he's the baby >:c not that baby doesn't like to share)

When they sense shadow pokemon approaching they both bolt and as Maybe runs holding this child she must protect her powers kick in mega evolving and she's running at speeds she rarely achieves weaving through the trees with skill gaia glowing through her from the baby keeping her going

Until Syn appears in her way getting in front of her making her slide to a stop and take a step back. He eyes this new mewtwo up because mega mewtwo x huh? He can take em without even mega evolving then he's got a 6’4 mewtwo to crush when he beats the mega out of em.

He takes a warning step closer watching the other back away, “now let's be reasonable,” the last mewtwo was just a thing protecting it's catch, this mewtwo might have sense, “I don't want to harm /you/” he emphasizes, “I just want that gaia lifeforce you're holding there, nobody has to get hurt” his tail swings up and slams down crushing the skull of an approaching shadowed pikachu, he chuckles, “nobody reasonable that is”

“You think I don't know what you'll do if I hand over this child?” his expression betraying his surprise at a female voice but only briefly face falling into annoyance as she cups the infant closer to her body trying to soothe the distressed baby, “you'll drain her of all her lifeforce,” maybe steps back from him still seeing his expression turn dark at her lack of cooperation, “like fuck am I letting you do that.”

Syn tuts to himself looking to the side disappointed before lunging forward at her surprised as she dodged senses heightened for the gaia being willingly given and shared with her swinging her spare arm to slam her fist down into his spine as he attempted to go for her hitting the ground and sliding painfully which just riles him up more

They fight and he's amused by how much she's compromised by how she has to hold and protect the child from him it makes her fighting sloppy and restrictive a waste of a mega form and he's a bit impressed by how long she's holding it for

He shoves her up against a tree one hand grabbing her upper arm that's holding the baby the other grabbing her hand grinning up at her before he mega evolves just to tower over her, he hears the bone in her upper arm crunch in his grip as she yells out in pain for it

Her tail wraps around the tree tightly and she heaves up her legs kangaroo kicking him in the gut away his feet sliding back through the dirt and crashing into a tree himself causing him to grunt and wheeze glaring at her to hide his surprise and intrigue at her battle prowess

The sharp movement of air as she takes off causes him to stagger before moving to quickly fly after her

She flies fight into Matt snarling something at him as he enters mega Y and zooms off with blinding speed as she locates Syn coming right for her moving and flying right back at him

They crash dangerously sending a shock wave of energy through the area trees bending at the force she grabs him with her hands and tail determined to drag him down in a death roll and using the momentum and confusion to crash them both down her knees digging into his form as they crash together her victory short lived swinging an arm successfully back handing punching her across the face sending her flying off body scraping against the ground

As he gets up back bruised and some injuries on his front he realises…. She was a distraction looking off towards where the mega Y shot off he goes to follow until his tail is grabbed and he's swung thrown backwards, “no you don't, I'm not done with you”

He cant help laughing at that assessment, she's not done with him? Ha! “well I was willing to ignore you until we next met but if you insist, tell me, how long can you keep that mega form” going for her again knowing that this other mewtwo has been mega far longer than him and was likely fueled by the gaia energy so how long is she going to last with the extra energy gone?

To Syns great annoyance he will discover it's a fucking while!! She doesn't betray her growing weariness or tiredness as they fight fists colliding and moves exploding off of each other, for the second time that day he's nutted this time under the chin causing him to bite his tongue and spit out blood annoyed. She hits hard and she can take a hard hitting. It'd be greatly desirable were he not so interested in his hunt for the gaia lifeforce

She screams as while tackling her he rips open her back with synergy dark energy covered claws pinning her onto the ground his claws sunk deep into her back flesh pinned there by her own body weight as he kneels over her feeling her life drained through his fingers and the blood in his palms

He can see the energy of her aura and mega flicker and fizzle before receiving a punch in the side of his neck guard not thinking much of it if she wants to get crystals in her hands so be it until he felt the burning sensation yelling and throwing himself away from her her and his blood splattering the grass as he touches the stab(???) wound feeling it burn his aura flickering and seeing synergy claws protruding from the backs of her hands as she stands up slowly despite her bleeding back

Her victory is short lived her mega form breaks, he covers his eyes for the bright glow eyes level to meet his adversary before dropping down to actually see her, she was shorter than he anticipated…

He chuckles and then he cackles and he enters a full blown laugh looking at the 5’4 mewtwo before him, “oh dearest, you are not what I expected~” he cooes mockingly amused by the turn of events. This entire time she'd just been boosted by the gaia then? And he thought she was your average mewtwo. Though it wasn't needed he stayed in mega form he had a Y to hunt as he turned to leave her there

She'd been a good fight and while he would've delighted in killing her he was just amused enough by her sorry state he figured he'd show some mercy after all he had bigger fish to fry. He quickly came to regret that as despite being bloodied bruised and heaving for her breath she grabbed his tail as he attempted to fly away swinging to smash him into the ground

“Oh you're not fucking going anywhere,” he glares at her from the ground, still so determined to die then. Find he'd give her that.

Despite the loss of mega she kept going she still hit hard and took the beatings he was giving out, how was he keeping up, how was her arm that he broke healed?! He managed to strike her down standing on her head to push her down into the dirt, “this” he breathed heavy the exertion of mega evolution getting to him but he tried not to betray that, “has been quite the experience, but you have been bested, now why don't you lie there and submit before I break and splatter your skull across the dirt and pebbles hm?” it'd probably have been easier for him to just do what he was threatening than just threaten it. Perhaps she intrigued him or he just wanted to prolong the game and get her properly later

He didn't expect her to bite his fucking FOOT. He snarled pulling his foot away sharply before kicking her clean in the face sending her crashing into the bottom of a tree her nose broken and bloodied as he glared. This would be impressive if it didn't piss him off so much watching her once more force herself back to her feet meeting his glare with her own determined scowl

“Nuh uh. Not yet.” she smirked at him past the blood from her nose and the bruises and wounds. Her goal ultimately was just to distract him really keep his attention on her as long as she physically could to give her brother the best headstart from escaping this shadow mewtwo as she could and that was what fueled her right now. Pure determination and grit.

In honesty this segment of the fight she's getting most of the beating he starts to not hold back from the sheer anger and frustration of how much she's denying his exit he MUST beat her now it's not about leaving her to pursue the gaia is far enough away now she has his whole undivided attention /bad very very bad

He grabs her by the throat as she staggers to try to stand picking her up off the ground as he chokes her, “oh there,, there we go,” he can see and sense it she's reaching her limit now she can't go on and he simply purrs and cooes as though comforting her even as he grips her throat, “that's it,” he exhales a soft chuckle, “that's it” she was quite the fight but he WON

Her hands grasp the one holding her throat struggling to breathe before moving to grab one of his crystal formations causing him to snarl out in pain feeling her attempt to drain it?? Turning his head sharply he sinks his teeth into her wrist returning the bites she'd bestowed upon him making her yelp out on pain whimpering he slams her into a rock hand on her throat his other hand pinning her bitten wrist to the rock painfully rocks jabbing into her back as he licks her blood from his lips finally letting his mega form slip standing over her smugly

She still grasps at the hand on her throat with her remaining hand and weakly she shoves her feet against his legs trying to push against him to leverage herself to reduce the choking or trying to shove him away he couldn't tell but he could feel her weakening from it, his grip tightening when she attempts to weakly kick at him with her foot watching her struggle exhaling a struggled breath eyes about to roll back into unconsciousness before he eases his grip again hearing her struggle to gasp the little air she can spluttering tears rolling out her eyes from the choking, he can see her even trying to mega evolve the energy flickering around her and from her mega stone in her chest but it can't form she's too weak it's a cute attempt tho

Now at this point it could go two ways because while she's been #annoying as fuck, for him I'm not sure if while doing all this he thought oooh girl~ (shock me like an electric eel(idk I've seen the meme about))

Bad end she mumbles gurgles something struggling for being choked and while he's confident in his victory he smirks leaning closer saying softly, “what was that hm? Final words?” he hears her gasp inhaling shortly struggling before uttering “I,,, still won” before she bites right into his face that was leant close to hers bonus points if she takes a chunk outta his lip because hm yea lip biting sexy but this time it's for ripping his flesh off lmao which would just send him from his content I won 0 to moving his hand from her throat to slam her head back and feral biting right into her throat draining her lifeforce violently killing a scream before it can leave her. Does he need to bite her like a feral vampire? No but he's annoyed now she bit his fucking pretty face!!! Took a chunk out his fucking lip!!! Throat rights revoked! He drains her and tears her throat out in the process from how violently he was biting dropping her body watching the blood gush out her throat and spitting out the flesh in his teeth beyond pissed off but hmm that was a satisfying meal she was so full of life and so potent too~ before taking off to finish the hunt he started

Worse ending he looks at the slightly glowing pulsing mega stone in her chest making a purr to himself remembering her synergy attack and the fact she tried to drain his own crystal, his psychic breaking off a shard from himself wincing at the pain but ignoring it, “aw, did you want my crystal? Here. /You can have it!/” his voice louder as he speaks with intent but not shouting as his psychic stabs plunging the crystal through her mega stone scene cuts to black background silhouette views the yellow crystal going through her white mega stone and the yellow veins rapidly growing through her body and consuming her eyes indicating the Synergy shadow taking over her and infecting her. Teams have been forcefully reshuffled. Player 2 is now on Team Shadow. Why Syn thought corrupting the girl he's spent the better part of an hour or more fighting would be a good idea I'm not sure but sometimes the rush of combat and adrenaline can be blinding girl who could keep up with him in combat? Wants wants wants

Either ending Matts having a panic attack in a Milktank field as the baby gets some needed moomoo milk rocking back and forth because he is NOT prepared for this wah

And that's the end of that idk chapter? Segment? I'm not sure XD I don't know how this will be finished tbh but I just wanted to write about them beating the shit out of each other and Syn just??? You fucking bit me????

Hunter you're welcome to add any of your own thoughts and opinions on how you think it'd go and end and what you think might happen from here cause I'm at a loss lmao I hope you enjoy your son being evil

#My writing #Incomplete fic #Bulletpointed plot beats fic #I wanted it done #Tw fighting #Tw death #Tw blood #tw blood mention #The girls are fightingggggg #Syn gets to be evil and a dick as a treat #Tw intent to cause harm to child #Tw child endangerment #Luna who is barely 24 hours old XD she going through it #Also dark being cute #@seasidemew Syn #@seasidemew oc #Forgor how to tag my fics it's been a while

[kalispitronhibernation]

Oooooh I'm always interested in peoples structure and outlining process so 👀 22?

ah thank you for this question, i looove talking about structure and outlining! under a readmore bc this answer is loooong

22. describe your writing process from start to finish.

most of the examples here r from telemachus' detachment, bc i am very proud of that work, and i also did a LOT of work for it, because i was going through a slightly insane period and focusing on that really helped me kept going.

usually, the writing process for me starts off with a single piece of dialogue / scenario. i half-remember a tennesse williams quote where he's talking about how he starts off w a single "luminous image", and it's kind of like that. something just occurs to me and sticks. it then has to be sufficiently emotionally complicated / interesting for me to want to write it out. weirdly what became telemachus' detachment started off with a scene of stewy in a hotel room in hong kong watching kendall's s2 finale speech on TV.

i will usually then write down a lot of random scraps of dialogue / tiny bits of action in one word doc, in a vaguely ordered fashion but mainly as they occur to me. then they start to cohere, and that's when i start trying to pull it together into an outline. for shorter stuff, i probably won't outline, bc it can be done in one push - or if i do outline, it's basically a few bullet points to get the structure down on paper. for longer stuff, i find that i need to know where i'm working to or i'll lose focus / enjoyment and drift away from it. usually the outline will morph into a very very loose first draft - including little bits of dialogue, etc.

HOWEVER. this outline is like - never what the actual writing ends up being. i always think 'no this time i really will stick to the outline' and then during writing it massively changes. so, for example, here's an outline of telemachus' detachment during the writing process: everything after the ch.3 bulletpoint was abandoned bc it didn't feel right.

"Ch.1 finished for now

Ch.2, college + Logan forcing K.’s hand; focalise that all through the K. & the fact of hiding: make it about the twin poles of shame & love

Ch.2: Frame it by opening w/ the board meeting, Roman / Shiv; then end with Stewy watching the interview, and then flashback to Stewy’s reaction – just, here, to being broken up with

Ch.3, KenFest + Ken’s wedding – mirrors of each-other; how did Stewy cope with all of the hiding? End ch.3 with the confrontation about the interview; this moment of hope that Kendall will be free.

Then the drowning; Jess calls Stewy and he ends up at the hospital; he refuses to have any part in the siblings’ plots; Roman calls him a parasite and Stewy doesn’t care, he just wants Kendall to be alive.

Flashback; the various times Stewy has waited in hospitals

Ch.4: Logan dies / Dodds confession – Kendall is dragged back in; Stewy becoming an accessory on his side; he keeps loving him, he can’t not, but Kendall is changing – every dream of escape calcifying."

when i know roughly where i want the thing to go, i then have a checklist - this needs to happen, these people need to have this conversation, and i just work through that - not necessarily in order. though, for telemachus' detachment i would basically only figure out what the next chapter should be when i finished the first one.

there are then 3 very important word documents!

1 is simply the draft - i will usually split this up into smaller ones / chapters for ease and manoeuvrability. i tend to have a "Actual Thing" doc, so i can noodle around in other documents & draft stuff out without feeling the pressure of having it contribute to the whole thing, then will assemble it together.

2 is a 'deleted bits' draft. i find this so so important, bc it is a lot easier to simply cut and paste something away than it is to delete it from the face of the earth. also i will sometimes come back and rescue things from this document.

3 is a running commentary - this is where i keep notes to myself, outlines, and also what i'm going to do next. i like to try and follow the advice that you should always stop working in the middle of something that's going well, bc you will want to come back & do it the next day. always leave yourself a clear goal / target for the next time!! i like externalising a lot of my thinking.

this does mean i end up with a lot of word docs for one thing. i just counted and there are a total of 34 docs in my folder for telemachus detachment.

in terms of the actual writing, i tend to write dialogue first, especially if it's fic for a TV show. i find getting the rhythm of dialogue right tricky & v important! i sometimes write random dialogue that's nothing to do with the story just to get into the voices. i'll then go back and fill in everything else. if i'm writing something, i tend to become completely and totally obsessed w it, and think about it all the time, i quite often end up writing scraps of dialogue in the notes app on my phone, and then fleshing them out later.

if it's fic, i tend not to edit massively once it's got to the stage of actually being assembled in that final doc - it's probably already been through a fair amount of revision to get to that spot, and i really only have so much time and energy. i have no idea how to explain when something feels done apart from that it just clicks into place, and feels right. i work very much on a vibes basis, and i think i've read enough that my vibes r fairly well honed!

anyway this is very long but thank you again for asking!! i love to ramble about this

#arguably that outline would have made a better fic #but u know what? i ran out of willpower and it was beyond my means at that precise moment

[oolathurman]

well i guess i can reintroduce my current swtor mains(?) mean-- wait oh god where’s my like. post styling. bold, italic, bulletpoints, etc. oh god-- wait there it is why do i have to right click to get it.

well anyway some of these may be familiar but it’s bc i’ve loved them for all these years.

Indigo Taro. He/They. Nautilorian. Personality can be summed up as Tired Dad. Generally tries to do the right thing, doesn’t always work out.

Wanwo Liang. He/Him. Best himbo. Head over heels for Vette (samesies my dude). Wants a dog.

Azukni Dabarein. She/Her. my main girl, my favorite, my oldest character, my tiny lesbian mama with two children. 

Montu Raa. He/She/They. Wanted to roll them as a bt2 male but I couldn’t deal with the m!jk voice. Also I wouldn’t have been able to give her a man-bun. Started off sith during the sacking of Coruscant, defected because the sacking of coruscant, had a shitton of fun teasing young padawans while going through jedi rehab shit or smth and now they’re the commander tm

Coshbyss Dabarein. He/Him. Lonely loner reluctant sith who’d rather spend time with his animals than people. Azukni’s big brother. They were separated.

Azimuth Taro. She/They. Uhhhh not much backstory or anything, I just wanted to roll another consular bc i love the class so much.

#swtor #nautolan #sith pureblood #zabrak #togruta #indigo taro #wanwo #azukni #montu raa #coshbyss #azimuth taro #my stuff