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cartierdreamx · 10 months

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THE LAST SLICE

good morning my sweet babies! hope your weekend is going more than incredible, just a short, sweet one shot i thought of when i randomly have the urge to write, hope you enjoy!! J <333

Pairings: jenna ortega x fem! Reader

Warnings: angst (? like if you read in between the lines😭), swearing, it’s really just fluff LMFAO.

Summary: jenna wanted a sign.

Words: 2k+

This fic includes no NSFW themes, but my blog does have a minors DNI rule! you are responsible for your own social media intake, which includes reading entertainment, which this fic falls under. thank you!

“You gotta be faster than that, Ortega.” You tease, sticking your tongue out as you take the last pizza slice, Jenna’s hand narrowly missing the food she had craved the most the entire morning, she knew the crew was going to order pizza for everyone just after the ‘cut’ was called for lunch to commence. But pizza being pizza, it was a war to get to the slices, unfortunately you and Jenna would be one of the last ones to get to the buffet table having need to debrief with each other, the director, and the producer about the scene. Luckily today, debrief was quick and the cheese with carefully placed pepperoni all over creating little pools of grease called out something, your name.

“I’m gonna kill you, l/n.” A stern brunette darts her eyes up at your as you take a bite, a bite so comedically insane she was so sure you were mocking her, to be fair, you are. “Oh, I hate you.”

“Mhmhm, I call bluff, you’re not going to kill me,” you roll your eyes, taking yet another sweet bite, killing Jenna just a bit more, “and plus, you love me.”

“No, I don’t.” Jenna was quick to shut the statement down, mostly to change the subject because she didn’t want to give you two wins today. You knew she loves you, you love her too, except the only difference is, she only reciprocated platonic feelings. It was an accident, but sometimes the best things come from accidents, falling for her was an accident, not a mistake, well you hope it isn’t a mistake.

By now, you were used to the daily making out with random actors and actresses, most roles you booked had a love story in it and you were a main love interest every time, what can you say, your charms hypnotised the world.

But there was a certain charm that washed over you, her, Jenna’s gaze was something, her heart was everything. She was, she is, your everything. To this day, you steal every look you can and when she catches you, a soft blush always surfaced its way to your cheeks, which only made her laugh. You promised yourself you wouldn’t fall for America’s sweetheart but it’s a whole lot easier breaking self-promises, and you also promised yourself, no matter what your delusions would tell you, she doesn’t have feelings for you back.

“Mhmh, you held the kiss longer than you were supposed to.” You retort, teasing her and only slightly flirting with her, making sure she doesn’t read into it.

She scoffs and playfully punches your arm, “BUT YOU DIDN’T BREAK AWAY!”

You play a sly grin, making her giggle a bit, “I didn’t hear cut.” You shrug. And before she could come up with a quirky comeback, your moment was slightly ruined by the producer’s son who has been shadowing his dad for the past few weeks and unfortunately for you, he was quick to pine over Jenna, who wouldn’t? The world’s pining over her, you’re pining over her, it’s no surprise he is too.

It’s no lie he made you jealous, not that you wanted any of his features or his personality, actually you think his personality is quite cheesy, he made you jealous because in your eyes, in your mind, Jenna was pinning over him too, you wanted her to pine over you, wanted her to want you the way he does, the way you do.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt, but can I steal Jenna away for a second.” He asks, she smiles, see, it was that damn nature of his that made her smile, that damn nature of his that you curse, although it wasn’t fair for you to dislike the guy for this very reason, it was your nature to wallow in angst every time they were together.

“You could steal me anytime, Idrys.” She giggles, making you die inside even more. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything, just smiling and nodding at him, giving him the ‘okay.’ As he whisks her away, your eye stays locked on them, mostly locked on Jenna, watching her every move, jealousy brewing from your stomach seeping its way to your heart.

The delectable pizza was just a cold mush to you now, nothing about it was desirable to you anymore, that sinking feeling got to you, you toss the rest of your slice in the bin, but what you saw next made you even more sick, your eyes relayed the sight of Idrys towering over Jenna whilst she looks up, laughing flashing him with those dreamy eyes of hers.

“I love my son, but Jenna can do so much better than him.” Turning around, you see your producer pursing his lips at you, “I’m serious, y/n, they have no chemistry.”

“They make a cute couple.”

“Wow, for someone who has an Oscar, you are a terrible liar.” Placing his hands on your shoulder, centring you down.

“I wasn’t lying.”

“But you weren’t telling the truth, they make a cute couple because they’re both attractive, and that’s it, they share no fire, you and Jenna do.”

“I am a great actress.” You cheese, trying to lighten the mood and hopefully change the subject, but that was a horrible attempt as it only directed the attention of your director to you two, which he thought it’d be a great idea to welcome herself into the conversation.

“That you are, but no one could act the way you feel about her, the way she feels about you.” She starts, “what you two have is real, and I mean more than just your friendship, like don’t get me wrong, that shit is cute, but the raw chemistry and love you two share, that is unmatched, his son can only imagine having that with her.” She looks to her side, shaping an ‘O’ with her mouth, “no offence, man.”

“None taken, you’re one hundred percent right, and plus, EVERYONE saw that kiss, she held it longer than she was supposed to.” Solidifying her point. Those two acted like a married couple, they weren’t together, but you could’ve sworn their dynamic was unmatched, “go get the girl, y/n.” They say in unison, walking away together, only proving you right.

“Hey, sorry that took a while, what did they want?” Jenna’s voice getting louder as she steps closer to you, now looking at you with the same dreamy eyes, except it was different, jumping to conclusions those eyes screamed platonic. What your dumbass didn’t realise was that the look she gave you was different, she never looked at anyone the way she looks at you, her eyes were love sick, she was lovesick, for you.

“Oh, it’s no problem, and uh, they were just talking about my character development, how they want my character to grow.” Lying through your teeth, you just hope she couldn’t see through you the way the other two did.

“You didn’t like it? It’s okay if you don’t, you can speak to them, they love and respect you, like you’re their love child, cus everyone agrees they act like a married couple.” She says, in the sweetest, softest tone, you could melt, bend at your knees. “You seem upset, baby.” Baby.

You shake your head and with such slyness you lean on the table, making sure you don’t topple over at the sound of her nickname for you, you weren’t lying when you told yourself you would bend at your knees for her.

“Huh? OH, no, no, I’m not upset at all.” Another lie, “it’s just been a long week and I can’t wait to get home; the new season of Black Mirror is out.” You smile, baring all your teeth, now that one wasn’t a complete lie, it has been a long week and there is a new season that you can’t wait to binge.

“Hurgh, I thought you said we’d watch it together!” Jenna acts betrayal as she grasps her shirt near her heart region.

“Okayyyyy, come over tonight.” Rolling her eyes at her, making sure your invitation was finite and not a question, so she would have to come over.

“Oh, uh, actually, I would love to.” There’s a change in her tone.

“But…?”

“But I have a date tonight, with Idrys, it’s what we were talking about before. Watch it without me, I’ll catch up.” Oh. You regret inviting her, because maybe you’d only have to hear about the date after it happened. Oh, who are you kidding, she would’ve told you the second she got back and the voice in your head would be pestering you to dig at her, asking what their conversation was about, you were going to find out about the date in a heartbeat.

“Right, well that’s better than spending it with me on my couch, so have fun, he’s cute, and no doubt you’re going to look breathtaking tonight.” You try your hardest to not show the stabbing feeling that buries your heart right now.

“I’m glad you think so, pick me up at seven.” She cheeses, with such mischief behind her eyes.

“JENNAAAA.”

“Thank you, baby.”

How could you say no.

As Jen enters your car, you can’t help but stare in awe, she looks ethereal, she is ethereal. She was wearing a black mini skirt that hugged her hips, accompanied by a sheer white button up that caressed her curves, thought the material was sheer, it wasn’t completely see through, and her hair was up in a slick, mid bun with her middle part showing.

There was no one in the world, the universe that made you feel the way she did, she was like basking in the warm Australian sun, like the skyline of a city at night time reflecting on your skin, where light was, she was there, she isn’t the light, she’s your light.

“You know, l/n, if you keep staring, I’ll miss my date.” Jenna teases, only making you blush and giggle, but the dimness of your car shadowed your face, making it hard for Jenna to see the blush, but what she did see was the spark in your eyes which calmed the sea of nervousness she was swimming in. Maybe you should keep staring.

As you start driving, you start fidgeting, Jenna noticed but she didn’t want to point it out, scared it’ll only push you away and make you dismissive. The tension in the car was strong, it could cut a boulder clean, and you couldn’t take that so you small talk her acting as if you were her uber driver and you don’t have a relationship with her.

“So, uh, you excited?”

“A bit, more nervous actually.”

“He should be nervous, he’s the one going on a date with THE Jenna Ortega.”

“Hmph, you flatter me.” You try. “Actually, he’s the one who has been nervous all week, he’s been asking me out every single day without fail for the past seven days.”

“And you kept rejecting him?”

“Something like that,” you also hope that the dim lights didn’t reveal your sly smirk painted on your face.

“Why did you?”

“I just wanted to see if something else would come along.”

“That is?”

“A sign.”

“A sign?”

“A sign for me to officially say no, I told him to give me a week, and on the last day, I caved and said yes.” Confusion starts to set in, you couldn’t tell if she wanted to even go on this date, you know, with the whole sign thingy, maybe she was just looking for a reason to say no but there wasn’t one conjured up in time.”

“I take it there wasn’t any?”

“Zilch. Maybe no sign meant I should say yes.”

“Unfortunate,” you mumble, maybe if a sign did show, you wouldn’t be caught in this situation.

“Indeed.” You didn’t think she heard you, but she did, unfortunately though, you didn’t hear her. “What was that?” You ask.

“Oh, nothing, just thinking out loud.”

“Right, well, we’re here, just let me park and help you out.” You park swiftly and with ease, despite needing to parallel park, with that same swiftness you hop out and open the car door for Jenna, extending your arm out for her.

“Always a gentleman.” She smiles.

“Gentlewoman,” you jokingly correct her, she lets out a small huff of laughter whilst her smile stays in place, “what’re you waiting for, Jen?”

“A sign, baby.” There it was again, baby.

“Go have fun, Jen.” You grab her hand once more and caress each knuckle.

She held her blink longer than usual, smiling as she does so, letting out a wistful sigh, and before she turns away and leaves, she tippy toes up, placing a soft, warm kiss on your cheek. Except it was so much closer to the edge of your mouth, you want to say it was a kiss?

Once you settle back into your couch, snuggle up in your fluffy blanket, you can’t wait to hear the iconic tudum ahead of every Black Mirror episode, getting lost in the new season, hoping to clear your mind of Jenna and her date, the date now an hour in.

And even though she gave you permission to watch the new season without you, there was a guilt building in you every time you considered pressing play, so you listen and decide to save season six for another time, another time where Jenna was with you, resting her head on your shoulder.

Instead, you opt to rewatch your favourite episode instead, ‘San Junipero,’ but before the first interaction of the episode could start, you hear your doorbell ring, you pause the episode and go check it out.

Looking through your ring camera app, you see Jenna? You open the door in confusion and map the brunette up and down, making sure you weren’t hallucinating, you see her smiling softly at you holding a pizza box in her hand.

“Hi.” She smiles, only making you even more confused.

“Hello?” You start off, “what’re you doing here, your date?”

She breathes in deeply, hearing the oxygen enter her body, she exhales just as deeply, hearing the carbon dioxide, that was once oxygen, leave her body. “Well, I was on a date, enjoying delicious food, with a very cute and funny boy in front of me,” your heart drops, “but.” Your heart raises, and so does one of your eyebrows.

“But?”

“He wasn’t the one I wanted to be with, he’s great and all but he doesn’t occupy my heart, he’s just a friend, I explained it to him, and he was very sweet about it, he understood, actually he was the one who dropped me off here.”

“Well, who does occupy your heart?” Your naïve and oblivious self asks. Only making Jenna’s facial expression form a horror as a result of you not being able to connect the dots.

“YOU. YOU DO, Y/N, I love you.” You freeze, “you’re the one I want to be with, I love more than you could ever imagine.” And before you could react, you feel her lips on yours, like it was coming home, except this time, it was here to stay, and they were speaking the truth, no lies, no acting, no cut, just the truth.

“But the sign?” You break away.

“The sign was you, you idiot, I wanted to see if a miracle would happen, and you would ask me out.”

“OHHHHH.” Realisation hits you like a truck, “I don’t even know what to say.”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

“Yes ma’am.” You pull her waist in, essentially pulling her inside your house, greeting her lips once more as she places the pizza on your table, dancing in motion together as if the two of you were among the stars.

“And before you try anything funny,” she pulls away, making you whimper a bit, “there’s twelve slices of pizza, six each so we both get a last slice.”

You smile, making you’re the corner of your lips connect to your eyes, essentially closing your eyes as a reaction.

“Last slice.”

a/n: j! try to write at a normal time and fix your sleep schedule challenge <3 (it’s 6am)

taglist: @talialeih (uber eats me a pizza please, love.)

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hana-no-seiiki · 4 months

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☁️ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ FIVE STAGES OF YANDERE ࿐: IDOL EDITION

“ 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒, 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐃. “

⟣┄─ ˑ 𝐈. ✧ yandere! idol! oc (jisoo han) x superfan/manager! reader

✧ tw/cw: yandere themes, reader is also yandere at the start, mentions of anxiety and self harm, honestly idol life is its own tw

HAPPY HANA NO SEIIKI ANNIVERSARY YA’LL!!

[ series masterlist ]

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE ONE. ✧ DENIAL

“Oh gosh (oh gosh) this is so crazy. I’ve fallen in love again.

I trip so easily.

Adore new things, they sparkle.”

“Why are you so obsessed with him?”

“Dunno, just am.”

Your entire life revolved around Yesterday’s Dawn’s ace, Eve. The idol who had been in everyone’s lips. Whose name had been heard throughout nations you’ve never even heard of.

He was your sun, the reason you had the energy to wake up every single day, the light of your life.

Every waking moment you spent it either thinking of him or offering your services for name.

It was normal for you to spend hours looking at his schedule, knowing where he was, being around him most times, or staring at media of him.

Somehow, you were able to land a job as his manager.

You were finally closer to your god.

But you swiftly find out that no man should be likened to one for only disappointment can be found in such a path.

Eve was a lot more . . . burnt out than you expected. A lot less passionate and energetic than he was in camera if not irritable.

It was normal for him to harass workers when they didn’t meet a standard he imposed, as such, after the first few weeks of your employment everyone that you were with have already been fired, quit, and/or paid to keep their silence on the matter.

Yet your feelings for him only stayed; as your employment with the company. Your meticulous and proactive nature as a fan site owner allowed you to take much of the workload he threw at you.

The little admiration you have left for the man kept you standing.

And if only you were a little less stressed you’d notice his scarlet eyes providing stares of amusement, bewilderment, and growing affection.

You never complained (at least, in a place where he could hear you).

Whenever he asked for impossible items or schedules you’ll simply grin and work things out in your little way.

You adjusted to his turbulent temperament as quickly as an experienced pilot in a stormy sky, a sailor of uncharted, dangerous waters.

You were brilliant. Reminiscent of his times as a trainee.

Bit by bit he started lessening your workload. Allowing you to rest. Hell, even giving you his coffee if he didn’t want it. He never gives away his coffee.

You acquiesced to many of his whims but were never a pushover. Always doing your job perfectly. Keeping him in line.

He would have fallen for you already, had he not been in love with someone else.

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE TWO. ✧ ANGER

“Peek-a-boo! It’s only love when my heart quivers.

All my friends yell at me, they say I have a problem.

I’m fine fine fine fine fine fine!”

“ For this comeback period, [L/N] will be assigned to Hayate instead. Eve will have his senior’s manager work with him instead.”

“Understood.”

You were assigned to another member around Spring.

Yesterday Dawn’s most hectic time of the year aside from fall as the group’s concept was as the name suggested, focused more on nostalgia and times of youth.

You were relieved.

You never thought you would have been able to say that after being separated from Eve, but now it was the only thing you had on your mind.

No more late night calls about wanting coffee but throwing the leftovers at you the moment he was sick of the taste, no more work being thrown at you and taken away at random moments, no more working around his schedule so that he’ll have time to meet that dear senior of his in private.

You were free.

Hayate was known to be the harsher one in the fandom, but much like Eve his image was a bit different from his actual self.

Sure he was demanding, but he was fair. He wasn’t controlled by whims and impulse. You were finally able to do your job properly til the end, and you didn’t always feel a judging stare from him like Jisoo would always throw at you.

You were finally able to smile.

However, you see, being a manager for another member did not mean you would completely be free of your original client.

Hayate and Eve worked quite closely, and as such, you’d often help with Jisoo’s requests even if you weren’t obligated to.

Eve immediately saw the change in you.

You were, a lot more bright. Less haggard. Your voice less hoarse. Relaxed.

You were already getting along better with his group member than you ever did with him.

Eve wasn’t really the type to show his anger actively. He was always more, passive.

The senior he was head over heels for was slowly forgotten as he’d spent countless of hours pouring his feelings into his music. What was supposed to be a bittersweet spring album turned out to be one of sour regret and frustration.

Of course, it was still a hit. It even scored him a collaboration with the senior he oh so wanted to have their eyes on him. But all he could think of as he went to bed early in the morning was the way you’d laugh whenever Hayate spoke to you.

Hmph, the guy wasn’t even funny.

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE THREE. ✧ BARGAINING

“Hey you, do you wanna play a game? I already know what you want.

Close your eyes and count to 10. Don’t matter anyways

Cause I am going to find you.”

“Did you hear? Jisoo got his first scandal. Apparently he bullied a bunch of students during high-school.”

“Wasn’t he . . . homeschooled?”

Causing scandals was easy. Dealing with scandals was not.

All Eve had to do was talk to some people, had a few pictures edited and voila, chaos.

It was amusing really, his company superiors would ply him with reassurances and sweet words; telling him that everything will be fine and dealt with while his pr managers dropped down like flies trying to prevent the flames of hatred from spreading too far.

All of them, hopelessly unaware.

All but his stupid senior.

“Why are you doing this now, Ji?”

They always looked down at him almost. Like he was a petulant child that needed to be coddled or scolded depending on their mood.

“We should focus on the track.”

And like he expected, you were brought right back to him. As you should be.

The heads figured out that you were the only one capable of handling the shitstorm without falling into the hands of alcohol or other substances in grief.

And as they expected you did.

After all, you had a timeline of his entire life in a canva document. Even if it was only mentioned once in a concert interview before they went famous. You were an Eve superfan.

All you did was confirm the fact that Jisoo got homeschooled by contacting his parents and teachers, and the rest was easy. You even reactivated your fansite for such an occasion.

If only you hadn’t.

Maybe then Jisoo wouldn’t have a definite reason to pursue you.

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE FOUR. ✧ DEPRESSION

“You’ll never get this concept, you might as well forget it

Just play again, bet it all, roll the dice

BLANCA”

Eve thought he was doing well in terms of romancing you.

Ever since he found out about your fansite instead of feeling disgust and horror he felt . . . great, amazing even. A high the stage could never give him.

Of course, you two were destined.

It was only his duty to protect you as your partner, to spoil you, dote on you.

Even if you don’t realize your intertwined fates yet.

. . .

Eve always hovered over you.

Usually managers took shifts with watching over the idols. Half of your time was supposed to be spent planning rather than overseeing his activities.

Yet you seemed to have a never ending babysitting responsibility.

Your past self would have committed several war crimes for the sake of this opportunity. But after a year or so under his ‘care’ you found yourself slowly veering off into the type of insanity you didn’t like falling in.

You felt a bit like Andy from the original Devil Wears Prada book, only that your resentment simmered slowly. Forming into a hideous red sludge of exasperation whenever he randomly wanted to take a vacation. Forcing only you to come with him. Which meant an even bigger workload, and even more people to talk to for flights, schedule conflicts, reservations and all that.

You snapped.

It was a calm afternoon.

The sun was burning you alive as Eve insisted you two would go on a ‘beach date’ for some summer fun.

He shoved a drink in your hand.

And you just broke down.

Tears fell from your eyes, your breath shallow.

You asked him if this amused him. If your suffering was funny to him. If making you fall over just to get his demands on time made him feel fulfilled as a person.

And before he could answer you ran.

A week after that your schedule was finally normal.

Eve kept his distance. Not just from you but from everyone.

You knew of his anxiety attacks and depression before. But seeing those up close and personal scared you.

Things only get worse from here.

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE FIVE. ✧ ACCEPTANCE

“So it’s too late you’re in the game now. If you keep up might not lose it.

The jungle gym of fun, like hell yeah

Makin the moon fall down down down.”

Eve spent most of his ‘hiatus’ watching your posts of him. Edits, fanfictions, photography, fancams.

Of course, it wasn’t to see himself perform again. He already did that on a regular basis to make sure he kept himself up to the standards of an idol.

It was to see your captions.

Your fanatic raving made him feel . . . loved.

Your previous thoughts on his performances made him feel complete. Like he found a missing piece of a puzzle he kept trying to put something else to fill it in.

Another part of his hiatus was spent preparing for his graduation. The termination of his contract.

It was clear you didn’t love him as an idol anymore. It was his fault really. He couldn’t see how he was hurting you with his work and desires.

If there was another thing he can thank his idol work for was the amount of money he had saved.

Now, he had a new home built far away from civilization. It was completely soundproof. The bed he ordered was custom made, tailored to your preferences this time rather than his. Food stocked to the nines. A few instruments here and there so he could compose even while retired.

He can always make a new song, a new life for you two to enjoy together.

“My voice, my body, my soul. It had always been yours. I just didn’t realize it.”

✧ [AUTHOR’S NOTE]:

For more EVE content check out the #hns.eve tag 🩵

Lyrics are a mix of translations from the og song and Mitch Joseph’s cover.

OFFICIAL EVE CHARACTER AI

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun | 2024

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smileypansy · 8 months

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let them nap / l.mk

pairing: mark x female!reader

synopsis: your boyfriend, Mark (and the rest of NCT) are all severely overworked, and the company does not seem to care. so you take things into your own hands

word count: 1.2k

a/n: this is an excuse to write down everything I would like to tell sm. f u sm <3 also the ceo does not get to have a name

You have been dating Mark for a year. Over the past year, you have been spending a lot more time around the SM building, usually watching rehearsals or just in Mark’s studio as he works.

It’s no secret that NCT, and especially Mark, are overworked. Czennies have been pointing that out for years, and the company has done nothing but add on to their busy schedules.

Since you started dating Mark, you have made it your mission to make sure he sleeps and eats enough, which is way harder than it sounds. Getting that man to take a break is borderline impossible. He would never take a break while they were still in the middle of working, and there was no gap in their schedule for the foreseeable future.

Which is what led you to your current situation.

Sitting in the small waiting area outside of the CEO’s office. Ready to give him a piece of your mind. But keeping yourself calm enough to rationally explain your concerns about your friends.

Of course there was a part of you that was very nervous about this whole “confrontation”, but the other part knew that he couldn’t do anything to you. He had no control over you or your life so you were safe. And he wouldn’t punish Mark for anything you said because, frankly, he makes the company a shit-ton of money.

So many thoughts were running through your head that you almost didn’t notice the secretary standing directly in front of you.

“You can go in now.”

“Thank you,” and you made your way into the office. And it all suddenly felt way more real.

The CEO is sitting at his desk, an entire wall of windows behind him. He is sitting with his hands folded on top of his lap, overlooking his very large and quite empty office.

“Y/N. It’s nice to see you.” “You too, sir,” you said, sitting in a chair opposite him.

“So, to what do I owe the pleasure?”

You awkwardly clear your throat. Now, actually being here, you are very unsure how to start this conversation.

“They need a break,” you suddenly blurt out, shocking yourself as well as the CEO.

He leans forward, across the desk, making direct eye contact with you, that you are determined to hold.

“What?”

“They need a break,” you said, more sure. More steady. “NCT. They haven’t had a break in so long. They are just doing comeback after comeback. Tour after tour. Promotions after promotions. While still doing rehearsals. And recordings. And other projects. And doing that for multiple sub -units? Or solo? It’s too much. They're all overworked and exhausted. Everyone can see it. I can. I know you can. The fans can. And they have told you as much. And you have consistently ignored that. The members would never tell you this but they need some time off. So if me coming here is what it takes for you to understand then well, here I am. They all really need a nap,” You let out a deep breath after your ranting, now noticing how loud you had gotten towards the end. “Sorry,” you said, regaining your composure.

“What for?”

“Yelling.”

The CEO settled back in his chair. Sighing deeply, staring at you. “I appreciate your honesty. And I will take your concerns into consideration.”

“Thank you for your time,” you said, getting up, giving a quick bow, and leaving.

What were the odds of him actually taking what you said into consideration? It honestly seemed unlikely. But at least you tried, right?

While you were in the building, you figured you could at least pop in to see Mark.

NCT 2023 rehearsals were in full swing, so walking into the rehearsal room, you were met with a chorus of “Y/N!” coming from every member. While you made your rounds, saying hello to everyone, Mark was just sitting in the corner watching with a fond smile. Watching you interact with his members always made him feel so happy. Knowing that all the most important people in his life were all friends was his favorite feeling in the world. (Well, maybe second favorite ;))

Your eyes finally met his and you sat beside him, hugging him tight, instinctively burying your face in his neck.

“Hey, baby,” he said. You could feel him smiling from where his cheek was placed against the top of his head. “How’s my girl today? I didn’t know you were visiting.”

“I missed you,” you said, still buried into his shoulder. You didn’t tell him about the meeting, and you had no intention to. It just felt unnecessary to get his hopes up when they would probably be crushed anyways.

You two stayed cuddled up against each other for the remainder of their short break from rehearsal.

“Hey lovebirds, you’re cute and everything, but we need to practice now,” Johnny said.

“You know you’re jealous, dude,” Mark retorted. Johnny’s face twisted in a weird way that showed Mark was right.

“Whatever. Let's just go.”

“You’ll wait for me, baby?” “Of course.”

About an hour later, rehearsal was over and the members were packing up getting ready to leave. Mark was standing next to you, deciding what your plans for the evening would be, when the CEO walked in.

“Oh! Hello, sir,” Taeyong said, bowing and getting everyone’s attention. And there was a chorus of “hello”s and bows.

“Hello, boys,” he said, making sure he had everyone’s attention. “I would like to talk to you all about something,” he was met with confused looks and some muttering. “It has come to my attention that you all haven’t had an adequate break in quite a while,” he purposefully avoided meeting your eyes. “So, after some consideration, you will all have 2 full months off after current promotions end. There will be no new comebacks, no new concerts, no other projects. You all deserve some time off after all the hard work you’ve put in for years now. And I’m sorry it took so long for me to give this to you.”

“Thank you so much, sir,” Taeyong said, prompting another round of bows from the members.

With that, the CEO left the room and the members started to talk excitedly about what they would do with their time off. Mostly talks of visiting family and finally getting the sleep they’ve missed out on.

Mark had stayed quiet, watching your face. He sat back down next to you.

“I’m assuming you had something to do with this?” he said, laughing at your shocked face. “Oh come on, I know my girl better than you give me credit for.”

“Fine. I did. And just so you know, you will be taking this time off. And I will be making sure that you are not working. Are we clear?”

“Yes, maam,” he said. After a bit of watching the other members joke around with each other, he leaned back in to whisper in your ear, “I have an idea or two of something we can do with the time off,” he wiggled his eyebrows for emphasis.

“I might be open to your ideas. But first, you will be taking a nap. A very long nap.”

The pure love and adoration for you was clear on his face. “Thank you.” “For what?” “For caring. For fighting. For loving me.”

“Gross. You sap.” “I love you, my pretty girl.”

“I love you too, baby.”

#nct #nct 127 #nct dream #mark lee #mark lee fic #mark lee x reader #mark lee imagines #nct fic #nct imagines

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satoruhour · 5 months

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hi t!!! i hope you're well. saw that your requests are open and i'm actually nervous bec this is my first time ever sending a request (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

may i request gojo being jealous or pouty over reader simping over a celebrity (nct maybe or mark lee especially) (i read that you used to write for nct hehehe) (i'm on nct rabbit hole for the past few days) or or or bassist!suguru teaching reader how to play the guitar maybe?

(am i doing this right? (⁠*⁠・⁠～⁠・⁠*⁠) )

anyway, have a good rest of your day/night!!!

a/n: omg my love im sorry this took so long! i hope you enjoy, i wrote both but ill post it separately :)

five hours. that’s how long your boyfriend’s been sulking and ignoring you and throwing mini tantrums every now and then. all because you liked to tune into youtube a little too much to look at a bunch of boys (“26, mind you! why do they need so many members anyway?” gojo would say) dance and sing at the same time.

“NCT U this, NCT Dream that, what about NCT Tokyo?” gojo paces the room the very first time you explain the whole concept to him — a group of unlimited members while some are sorted into specific sub-groups that represent specific concepts. gojo gets part of it, but doesn’t understand why they needed to be so attractive.

“they do have an NCT Tokyo, actually! newly formed!” you grin, knowing this information would only set him off, and since then, every comeback, every variety show, every photoshoot behind-the-scenes video that you blast on the living room television is enough to get your boyfriend in the most terrible mood.

but one thing that really sets the sorcerer off is your obsession with the canadian singer slash rapper, mark lee. you admired the work he put in — training since he was young and miles away from his family. he debuted at only sixteen and made a name for himself ever since then, always putting in his 200% for everything that he does. mark’s face shows up way more often than the group videos, gojo notices; a lot of the specific fancams that focus on his performance, or those fan-made compilation videos.

it’s not like you’ve been playing videos non-stop, either. you offered gojo to wave his white flag whenever you went to do chores, made lunch, did some reports, but none came.

so you might as well enjoy a few more videos until you break the ice. you reach hour four when you feel a little bad about the glares he’s giving the tv, seated on the far other end of the sofa while you enjoy the fancam videos of fact check.

curiously, out of the corner of your eye, there’s just a bit of change in your boyfriend’s expression, a scowl still deep on his face but his eyebrows are not as furrowed, eyes not as narrowed and squinted as he liked it to be. having dated since high school, you already know what’s going in that head of his — you know he finds mark at least a little attractive, but his pride wouldn’t let him tell you that.

“see anything you like?” you hear the audible gasp of gojo when you call out to him, letting the video go on not because you watched it a couple times already (while not entirely wrong) but you think gojo still outshines any k-pop idol on the big screen.

“no . .” he mumbles, sinking into himself more and more to prevent you from looking at his expression; but the foot-tapping, the secretive eyes, the head bobs all give him away. you know you’ve got him figured out when you scoot over and he doesn’t move, letting you untangle his fortress of shame shown in his body language.

“you can tell me he’s pretty, you know that right?” you giggle, lifting his arm to slot yourself under it. you fit just right upon his bent knees, looking up at the familiar frown on his face. gently, you peel away the blindfold on his face, greeted with the stark blue eyes that you find yourself falling deeper into each day.

“no comment.”

you laugh at his stubbornness, a hand caressing his cheek as you try to contain your smile. even now, he’s not doing a very good job of catching glances at the television and sulking.

“okay, then, i guess i’ll just continue to watch my videos, then, since tomorrow is an off-day.”

“no! i-i mean . . uh,” gojo is torn between admiring your favourite idol and staying jealous, but he can’t formulate words when you stare at him like that; a crinkle in your eyes and just a sliver of your teeth while your eyes sparkle under the apartment lighting.

“ugghhhh . . i don’t know,” gojo buries his face in his hands, “why do you like him so much anyway? do you like him more than me?”

you hum, striking a faux pose of pondering and your boyfriend only whines again at that, accidentally putting down his knees and your support from behind you is made void immediately. if it wasn’t for your arms that hung around his shoulder, you would’ve landed on his lap pretty harshly.

gojo only huffs after also doing his part: an arm replacing his thighs to keep you from falling. there you hang awkwardly, still faced with gojo’s adorable pout, “mark lee definitely couldn’t have done that. i’ll tell you that much.”

you roll your eyes with a big grin, “oh, you big jealous oaf, c’mere.”

without warning you latch yourself onto him, slightly tackling him into a violent embrace with your lips on his and gojo sighs indefinitely like he’s been waiting all day for it. he just lets you have your way with him, letting you kiss him like you’ve never done before. he hums into your mouth, submitting to you as you climb into his lap.

“so i’m assuming you like me more than him?”

your boyfriend teases as you pull away, hands caressing your sides and sending chills right down to your centre.

“do you really have to ask?” you giggle, fully taking off his blindfold, now, brushing your fingers through his hair. through the corner of your eye, you see him play with the left and right buttons possibly to find a spicy playlist you two could get down to (his words, not yours), but before it can even start:

the playlist’s interrupted by an advert for nature republic with mark’s voice that plays through the speakers, panning out to eight other boys on a beach and smiling as if they’re aware of the torment they harboured.

your sorcerer boyfriend merely throws his hands up in frustration (“oh, come on!”), melting into the couch with a permanent scowl while the living room only fills up with your loud laughter.

#euuughhhh idk how to feel abt this but i should be kinder to myself considering i havent written for a whole month #and is currently burning up #it's only up from here ig #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #gojou satoru x reader #gojou x reader #gojo x you #satoru gojo #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen gojo #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #jjk drabbles #jjk scenarios

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svaints · 3 months

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May I request something small for Rollo giving kisses that gradually turn to hungry ones?

I'm hyperventilating...🎀

𝕽𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝕱𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖊 | 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫: 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐓𝐨𝐩!𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨 × 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐀𝐮𝐜𝐮𝐧! (𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞)

"Quit moving away, I'm not done with you yet." He spoke with heavy pants while his hand moved to the back of my head and kissed me again, his body pressing mine against the counter...my head feeling light headed, I'm surprised with how much stamina he has to keep going..

We weren't doing much but studying for final exams and everyone was stressed out, overwhelmed with the idea of not passing especially since our scores were going to be sent to our future universities we're planning to attend to.

"Wake up." I hear as I open my eyes feeling my shoulder being nudged on until he sees I'm awake. "This wouldn't happen if you slept your hours y'know." As much as I wanted to comeback with something, an excuse, I couldn't because he was right. I had stayed up reading a few...."books" until 3 am.

"We've been studying for three hours could we not get a break?" My head continued to lay on my arms while he thought about it, his gaze down to meet mine and then the papers on the table with our study guides. He sighed closing his eyes, "I suppose. We'll study again in 15 mins." Rollo softened a bit trying to be less tense and worried but he couldn't. He was a perfect A+ student passing effortlessly but this test determined his entire future career. It was like that for everyone.

I see his eyes staring down his lap, seated in silence until he looked at me, "Am I being hard on you?" His facial expression was blank but his eyes showed worry as if he was holding me with the same standards he held himself to.

"No, you're not..you just want what's best for me." My posture straightened to lean closer and hold his hand assuring him that was the case. His lips curved to a smile as he exhaled to relax.

"Yes, I do, but that's not a reason to push you as much as I do to myself. You have your limits and boundaries dear.." I didn't like it when he worried too much, it got him anxious even if he didn't express it or allowed me to see it, I knew it was a lot to keep under control for him.

All I did was stand up and stretch a bit, "Let's grab something to eat, we only have 10 minutes, everything's okay." He gave a nod and a smile before following me to my kitchen.

We had fruit cups while standing up to avoid sleeping or becoming too relaxed since we still had five more sections of the test to study for. I leaned on the counter a bit and began thinking about those books I read yesterday, my cheeks suddenly flushing red at the thought of the one page that had me kicking my legs at how new I was to the experience.

"Are you okay? You're face is red." He asked throwing his cup away, finished and washed his hands. I could only nod assuring him it was nothing before thinking, "Ro...what do you know about stress relievers?"

He turned to look at me and then down before walking over, drying his hands. "They're obviously to calm down and have you in a more peaceful state of mind. There's a lot one can to relieve stress. Why?"

"I was wonder if you'd allow me to do show you one that I was interested in trying..." I was going to go by the book, lame, boring honestly but it was my first time actually putting it to action....

With an eyebrow raised, he gave a nod. I came closer, tip-toed and pressed my lips against his, eyes closed and my hands holding his wrists.

My heart raced feeling his lips on mine, they were surprisingly soft and tasted like cherry chap stick unless it was mine but who knew since it was mid-winter.

I pulled away, opening my eyes and saw his beat red cheeks as he looked at me surprised, he looked upset to me. I thought I may have crossed a boundary, making me feel guilty. "I'm sorry..."

"Why'd you stop?" He asked coming closer, was he more offended I had pulled away than suddenly kissing him??? "I thought it made you uncomfortable.."

Needless to say, I didn't.

We went from taking a 15 min break from studying to having his hands gripping my sides, pressing me against the counter I was leaning on. My hands on his chest while he made sure there wasn't a gap between us.

His tongue was pushed into my mouth making sure he was taking control of the situation by holding the back of my head to angle it better without being harsh.

I let out a small whine once he began getting bolder, sliding his hand up my shirt to caress my breast. I moved my head away to get some air until he stopped and frowned.

Small groans of pleasure escaped from him, our bodies feeling the heat of the situation.

I could tell the session was getting the better of him once he began pressing his hips on mine, the layers of clothes he had in the way of his desire.

If we were to ever get further, I didn't want to do it here. Especially with the window curtains open for anyone to see. He stopped again panting and leaned his chin over my shoulder holding me tightly, "You're fun to kiss..." He spoke breathlessly.

My cheeks flushed more before cupping his face and kissed him again going fully into it as I began trying to undress him already despite saying I didn't want to do it here before.

He took me to my room to continue getting visibly impatient out of nowhere as he layed us down and climbed over me to take everything off.

His hat, tassels, shirt and clothing along with a few more items scattered on the floor. My clothes mixed with his.

I was only left with my bra and panties while he had his last layer of clothing on still. His hips rythimically moving against mine as we made out, his hands gripping the sides of my waist rocking my body. I could feel how desperate he was, how hard it was.

Our kisses became sloppy once we were near climax. Now thinking about it, it would've been better with out the last few layers of our clothes but we had an exam to study for and we were only trying to take the stress away dry humping one another.

He looked down at me with so much love and desire trying to satisfy his needs and mine, making sure I was the one enjoying it above all.

Before we knew it, he had jerked his hips up mine holding on to me tight as we came.

His breath was heavy petting my hair and moving it away from my face. I hugged him nuzzling into his neck. "Do we really have to study?" I asked looking at him, pleading we continue.

He thought about it before letting out a small laugh, "Let's just relax a bit.."

We ended up holding on another exhausted, soon falling asleep forgetting about studying. I know we're doubling the hours now that I side tracked him...

꒰ঌ໒꒱

𝐼 𝑚𝑎𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝐼 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑖𝑒𝑠. 𝐼𝑓 𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠, 𝑙𝑚𝑘.

#rollo flamm #the hunchback of notre dame #rollo flamme #twst #disney twst #twst wonderland #twst rollo #rollo flamme twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst x y/n #rollo flamme x reader #rollo x reader #twisted wonderland rollo #rollo flamme x yuu #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x yuu #SpellBinded

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hanniefangz · 10 months

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his universe - ★｡･:*:･ﾟ

pairing: dad!jisung x F!reader

tags: fluff, angst [kinda]

summary: jisung is worried about not being a good father to his daughter, y/n convinces him otherwise.

word count: 2K

it wasn't unusual for you to hear the soft patter of footsteps along the hallway carpet as your boyfriend, jisung, paces up and down it. it was a sign he was anxious, and whilst most days you were able to tell what it was about just from a look in his eyes, today he wouldn't give you so much as a glimpse into his worries. if you weren't preoccupied right now, you would've have immediately gone out to soothe him, but your arms were currently rocking your daughter back and forth as the sleepy baby gargles she was making slowly quietened into a tiny snore. once she was settled, you places her gently in her crib, flicking off the nightlight and slowly meeting jisung in the hallway as you close the nursery door. his pacing stops and his gaze drops to the floor and he's stood right in front of you, so you place a soft hand on his shoulder.

“ji? are you ready to talk yet? aera is finally asleep” you speak to him softly, hoping that he'll be able to open up to you now. he'd been in an anxious state all day, barely any words spoken between the both of you, in the short time you'd seen each other since he'd gotten home from work and you'd been busy with aera. he looks up slowly, tears forming at the corner of his eyes and he nods, letting out a sniffle. your heart almost breaks in two seeing him like this.

“come on love, let's go talk.” you softly take his hand, and walk into your own bedroom. he sits on the bed, and you sit beside him, hand still in yours the entire time.

“what's going on ji?” he looks back up at you, tears falling fully now and attempts to start, finding it difficult each time, but he gets there eventually, your eyes never leaving him for a second.

“i feel like im not a good enough dad for aera.” he sighs between sobs. you frown and his tears spill harder.

“oh ji, you're such a good dad for her, i promise. the best even, why do you think you're not?”

“i’m never here, i haven't spent any time with her because i'm always working, when we start touring or have another comeback im going to be here even less and i feel like im just going to be abandoning you both. i leave you to do absolutely everything because i'm terrified of doing it wrong. she adores you, of course she does, you're the only one she sees everyday. im just there sometimes. i don't have time to spend with either of you as much as i want to and i hate it because i don't want to chose between you and my work, because i love it all too much. i don't know what to do y/n. i feel like im being torn in two.” his tears have since stopped but you can still feel his shaky breaths as he speaks quickly. it's hard for you to take it all in, but you get the overall message and your heart breaks for him even more, tears springing to your own eyes.

“jisung. i promise you that you are the most amazing dad that aera, actually scratch that, anyone, could ever ask for. it's okay that you're not here all the time, you're providing for us both and i don't expect you to give up your big dream for the two of us. we're here to support you, always. just think about how many presents you've bought for her that she can't even thank you for yet. you wrote her a song and begged for it to be put on the next album because she's your whole world, how many kids can say their dad did that? you come home to us both every single night, you give her goodnight cuddles and sing her lullaby's. yeah sure, there's a lot that you don't know how to do, but we're only young ji. im still learning as well. we've got time. we're in this together. you're an amazing dad. and you're doing so so well. im so proud of you baby.” tears are now streaming down both of your faces as he holds you close to his chest, stroking your hair softly.

“you really mean that?”

“every single word of it ji. you're doing so good.”

“thank you baby, you are too. im proud of you too. you're the best mom to aera.”

“thank you.” you sigh softly against his chest, basking in the warmth of your bodies being pressed together, you crave these moments more than anything. you sit there for a few moments, calming both of your breathing, and you break the silence after a while.

“she really loves you, you know.” jisung pulls away from the hug and looks at you, his head slightly tilted quizzically.

“hmm?”

“the way she looks at you, she looks like she's looking at the whole universe. you are her whole universe.” you smile at him softly and he looks down shyly.

“i mean it ji, she does. she loves you so much. how could she not. you're you.”

your hand moves up to softly stroke his cheek, pinching it softly making him giggle. one of your favourite noises in the whole world, making warmth flood through your veins and a soft blush appearing on your face.

“you're so cute. i love you.” you whisper, and you give him a soft kiss on the lips, rubbing his cheek with your hand again.

“i love you too.” he replies with a tiny smile.

the two of you decide to go downstairs and make some dinner, even if it was a bit late, you'd both been too occupied to think about eating earlier and the hunger was catching up to you. you offer to cook, giving him the option to watch something on the tv, but he insists on at least sitting in the kitchen with you, but decides to help you anyway by cutting up the veggies for your meal.

halfway into cooking, the baby monitor that was in the kitchen starts to make a few noises; aera was due for a change and she was getting fussy upstairs.

“ji?” you call to your boyfriend, who was currently washing the veggies.

“yeah baby? what do you need?”

“could you keep an eye on this in the pan for me? aera needs changing, she's about to start crying.” you stop what you're doing and go to leave when jisung stops you.

“you keep doing this, you're better at cooking that i am and i'll probably end up ruining it, i'll go change her.”

“are you sure?” you ask, eyebrow raised, half expecting him to be grossed out by the prospect of changing a diaper.

“yeah, i'll be okay. plus you've probably done it about a million times today, it's only fair i take this one.” he smiles at you and waltzes out of the kitchen and quickly upstairs to her nursery before you can stop him.

you finish cooking the meat in the pan within seconds of jisung going upstairs, and move over to continue with the veggies, when you hear jisung speaking softly to aera over the baby monitor, and you secretly thank yourself for buying the ones with the screen, so you could see jisung flick on the nightlight and carefully pick up your daughter and take her to the changing table

“it's okay baby, daddy's here, getting you all cleaned up” he whispers to her softly as she wails rom discomfort. he continues to clean her up extremely carefully, buttoning up her pyjamas again and slowly rocking her in his arms. she's still crying, and he decides to speak to her softly again

"it's okay,, shhh, im here. you're okay. everything is okay. you can sleep now bub." you watch as he softly strokes her head like he'd seen you to soothe her cries, pressing soft kisses to the crown of her head and singing a her lullaby quietly. it's not long until you realise he was singing the song he'd written for her, and her cries had almost completely stopped, once again tiny baby gurgles until there was complete silence, and he was placing her back in the crib carefully.

“goodnight little one, i love you so much. mommy and daddy love you so so much. you and mommy mean absolutely everything to me. she's doing so well with you, isn't she just the best?” he whispers softly as he tiptoes back out of the room, flicking the light off as he leaves. your eyes are filled with tears watching the entire scene and he comes back into the kitchen with a smile on his face

“baby? what are you doing? is the food done?” he asks when he sees you wiping your eyes on your sleeve.

“a-almost. sorry i was watching you put aera down. im so proud of you ji, you did so well.” you smile at him and give him a hug as he walks back over to you.

“do you really think so?” you nod, kissing his cheek softly. “thank you my love.”

“of course ji, i told you she loves you. she doesn't go back to sleep for me that fast. you're the best dad to her.” he smiles again and kisses you on the forehead, before pulling away

“let's continue? im starving.” you giggle as you hear his stomach rumble slightly

“hmm i guess so.” you tease, and you both get back to work

once the food was cooked, you eat in the living room while watching some television, before the tiredness from the eventful day washes over the both of you. you take the plates to the kitchen, about to start cleaning them yourself when your boyfriend stops you.

“i'll do it, you go get ready for bed baby.” he ushers you upstairs

“nooo, i don't wanna be alone.” you playfully whine, and you insist on staying in the kitchen with him this time, just enjoying being in his presence. he allows you to stay, and you wrap your arms around his waist as he gets on with it, and you practically fall asleep with your face smooshed against his back.

he lets out a soft chuckle as he untangles himself from you, picking you up softly and taking you upstairs to your bedroom, where he helps you find and get changed into some pyjamas since you were almost completely asleep at this point, the exhaustion had finally caught up to you. once you're both dressed, he takes you to the bathroom and sits you on the toilet seat, passing you your toothbrush as he does your skincare routine on you, which he'd mastered perfectly from watching you do it almost every single day you'd been together, making it a quick routine so you can both sleep faster. he cleans his own teeth quickly, before taking you both back to your bed, where you cuddle up to each other the minute you're both uncle the covers.

“goodnight ji, i love you.” you mumble sleepily, yawning as you speak, your head resting on his chest.

“goodnight baby, i love you too. sleep well.” he gives you a kiss on the forehead, making you hum sleepily, and almost instantly you're asleep.

jisung lies awake for a while, listing out for aera, so that you wouldn't have to get up to sort her out, but once he's certain everything is okay, he comfortably falls asleep too, thinking about what you'd said.

he was aera’s universe, and the two of you were his.

omg hi hello this is my first time publishing anything on tumblr !! i hope you enjoyed reading this - reblogs & feedback would be greatly appreciated <3

#han jisung x reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #han jisung #skz fluff #skz imagines #skz fanfic #skz han #skz angst #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids imagines #stray kids au

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padfootagain · 1 year

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The Cockroach

Hi ! Here is another request for my Comeback Event! This request was sent by @that-bwitch : ‘Carole, hi! Hopped on tumblr, saw that you’re back to writing and became very very happy :) Hope you’re still taking event requests. I would love me some Sirius Black with Professor AU and an angry love confession. All the best xx’.

Thank you for your request! I hope you like what I’ve written for you :)

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Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: nothing… just some adorable fluff and a jealous Sirius. Professor AU + angry love confession

Summary: Sirius and you have been getting closer and closer while teaching at Hogwarts together, but none of you seemed ready to take the first step to take your relationship further. However, the arrival of a new colleague might awaken some jealousy into one of you. Will it be enough for the two of you to finally act on your feelings?

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Sirius was staring at you from across the corridor.

He wished he could say that it was a rare occurrence, but it wasn’t. Actually, it was more and more common these days.

He lingered in the corridor, right before the door of his classroom, while his students entered. He lingered there, by the open door, just so he could look at you. Because you looked beautiful like this, bathing in the warm afternoon light coming in from the row of windows that ran down the corridor. You were walking with a quick pace, small and yet fast footsteps echoing through the hall. His entire body warmed up at the sight of the happy and friendly smile you offered him, hurrying towards him. His heart, especially, felt light and warm under his ribs. It skipped a beat, but Sirius didn’t mind. He merely smiled like a fool.

“Hello, Sirius!” you chimed, not slowing down your pace.

“Hello, Y/N. Late as always, I see,” he chuckled, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.

“What can I say? Hogwarts has a terrible architecture. Can you explain to me why my room is on the opposite side of the building compared to where my classroom is? Don’t you think it would be more practical if the two were, at the very least, in the same wing?”

“But then, you wouldn’t pass before my class so often. And I would hate to miss that view.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t refrain the smile that birthed on your lips, and Sirius was not fooled.

“Well, I reckon you have a class to give, Mr. Black,” you replied, finally coming to his level, and slowing down just enough to look at him in the eyes for a moment. “Your students seem to be waiting…”

Sirius smirked.

“I do indeed, have a class to give. And you still have three flights of stairs to climb…”

“Oh, shut it!”

Sirius merely laughed as you walked past him, his loud, merry laughter echoing through the hall. It sounded a little like a bark. You loved it. It was warm and infectious. It brought a smile to your lips you couldn’t refrain.

You merely hoped that he would never learn that for the past two years, you had refused to change rooms with your colleague teaching potions, because then, you would be much closer to your classroom…

… and you wouldn’t have to walk in front of Sirius’s class every day…

There was a new teacher in Hogwarts this year, and Sirius did not like him.

First, because he was replacing Remus who had dropped his position as Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year, to pursue some research in Canada. Canada. Ridiculous. Moony kept on repeating that it was only for a year, and that he would come back with brand new elements to add to his classes, and that it was important and lots of nonsense of the kind. So, the man replacing one of his best friends could not be, by definition, Sirius’s friend.

But then, there was also the fact that this new Professor Williamson was spending way, way too much time with you.

It was the end of October, on Halloween night, and the year was merely beginning. And Sirius was already planning on transforming this colleague of his into a cockroach, before squashing him under his boot.

The Cockroach, indeed, was talking to you again. As usual. On the long table set for the teachers of the school, Sirius sat right next to Minerva. Sirius had taken up her classes and responsibilities concerning Transfiguration and the Gryffindor House after she had become Headmistress. And along the years, he had truly become her right-hand man, hence his position around the dinner table. Although, Sirius liked to believe -and there was undoubtedly some truth in this statement of his- that she was simply very fond of her former student. He liked to play favourites, and even if McGonagall tried to deny it all, it was hard for her to hide her smiles before Sirius’s silliness. After all, she was fond of him…

You always sat next to Sirius, ever since that first day two years before when you arrived in Hogwarts, ready to teach Charms after Flitwick’s retirement. Sirius had welcomed you at the train station, he had showed you around and the pair of you had become inseparable ever since.

But now, everything was changing. Because now, next to you, was not seated Sirius’s best friend, but Leo Williamson. And Sirius hated his guts.

He rolled his eyes as he overheard the man’s third terrible joke of the evening. He would have done anything to break the ban on firewhiskey set on the school. He so desperately needed a drink…

He was already mad at the man, but Sirius choked on his water when he overheard Leo’s next words.

“What about we go to Hogsmeade together this weekend? I know a very good place to get dinner. It would be nice.”

A date… the Cockroach was asking you on a date.

Sirius hated himself for being unable to breathe as he waited for your answer, but he couldn’t help it.

“Oh, that would be nice! I can’t go this weekend, I won’t be at Hogwarts because someone in my family is getting married. But perhaps we can do this another day.”

Sirius held his fork so tightly he started to bend the tip.

You had not said ‘no’. It was a mere ‘later’.

Did you like that guy? Did you really like the Cockroach?

Next to Sirius, McGonagall struggled not to laugh at Sirius’s reactions.

He was silent for the remainder of the meal, but he waited for you to be done with your dessert anyway. Even if he wanted nothing but to be alone in his room for a while, he waited for you. He always did. He always walked to your room with you, crossing the castle just to listen to your voice for a little bit longer. It was worth the trouble.

His grey eyes settled on your merry features, and he couldn’t refrain a dreamy smile.

You were worth the trouble…

However, a higher authority must have decided that Sirius’s day would thoroughly be ruined, as Leo stood up to leave the hall with Sirius and you. And to be fair, the Marauder did not know how to react. He was simply so used to walk alone with you at night, crossing empty corridors together while you talked of silly things that he was at a loss for words when Leo followed you outside the Great Hall.

Sirius’s resolution to turn this man into an insect was more and more tempting.

He would have preferred not to go to Azkaban though, so he refrained his urge to annihilate the man who walked by your side. Instead, he followed the two of you in silence, a few steps behind, glowering at Leo.

He wanted to make this man pay so much…

He was ready to punch him in the face when Leo complimented your haircut.

Sirius couldn’t really blame him though, you did look dashing now, hair a little dishevelled after a long day. But then, you were always absolutely gorgeous…

Still. The Cockroach needed to be taught a lesson, and what better plan than to perform a little prank?

Sirius was Padftoot after all. He was part of the legendary Marauders. It was true that he was now a teacher, but still, he could surely pull up a decent prank that would make his rival look absolutely ridiculous. And Sirius would be delighted at the sight.

You walked further down a couple of corridors, and then Sirius had the perfect idea. He wondered why he hadn’t thought of that before, actually. He was getting old, for sure. His mischievous reflexes were slowing down…

As you walked through a larger corridor, the passage was decorated for Halloween, with cobwebs, candles and carved pumpkins hovering high above the ground, near the ceiling.

One of the pumpkins down the corridor had a particularly vicious expression. Perfect. It was exactly what Sirius had in mind…

As discreetly as possible, Sirius took his wand out of his pocket. He didn’t need to speak the spell out loud though, he was talented enough at non-verbal magic to ensure that the pumpkin would fall right onto the professor’s head…

He would have been lying if he had claimed that he didn’t enjoy it. He felt like a teenager all over again. The rush of adrenaline was the same, he almost expected for Remus or James to peer into the passage from an alcove to watch the prank unfold.

He tried to hide the movements of his wrist as he flicked his wand, but it was unnecessary anyway, you and Leo were still chatting and you didn’t seem to be paying much attention to Sirius. Still, he tried to hide his movements as he guided the carved pumpkin towards the middle of the corridor, right on Leo’s path. It was hovering near the ceiling, and Sirius added another spell to make the orange vegetable a little softer, making sure that it would break upon his rival’s head.

Only a few more steps for the teacher to take, and he would be right under the pumpkin… oh… he would lose all of his sex appeal once covered with orange food. Sirius couldn’t wait to see this…

He counted, needing to release the pumpkin from his levitating spell at the right time.

Three.

Two.

One…

Another flick of his wrist, and Sirius made the pumpkin fall right on top of Leo’s head.

It crashed onto the professor in a thud, spilling some gooey food all over him. Sirius exploded with laughter at the sight. Leo had bits of orange vegetable in his hair and covering his shoulders, and the candle that had been inside the pumpkin had burned a hole in the teacher’s robes as it fell to the ground. When Leo turned to Sirius with a glare and clenched fists, all the mischief maker could do was to double with laughter, crying at how ridiculous his rival looked.

That was a good one. He would have to tell Remus everything about it.

He finally turned to you, expecting to find you laughing as well, but instead you seemed… worried…

Why were you worried?

“Leo, are you okay?”

The professor turned towards you again.

“Sure, I’m alright just… dirty.”

“I don’t know what happened… I…”

But Leo glowered at Sirius again. Oh, he knew what had happened… and Sirius gave him an innocent look that actually revealed how guilty he was.

“It’s nothing, I’m sure,” Leo mumbled. “I’ll just… call it a night, I guess. I reckon that I need a shower.”

You followed his gaze to look at Sirius, and he gave you a smile. He didn’t get why you glared at him all of a sudden.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N,” said Leo.

“Yes, good night. I… I’m sorry this happened. Are you sure you’re not hurt?”

“No, no… I’m fine. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Before you could add anything, Leo was walking away.

“Good night, Leo!” Sirius shouted after him, a satisfied grin on his lips.

He was chuckling when he turned to you again, but the look of anger on your face made him fall silent instantly.

“What?” he asked with a frown.

“Did you do that?”

Your voice was trembling with anger now. You were mad, clearly. Sirius’s frown deepened.

“What makes you think that?” he defended himself.

But you were not fooled.

“I don’t know, Sirius. You do have a reputation from when you were a student here. And it is the first time that I hear about a pumpkin falling on its own!”

“Oh, come on now! Don’t be like that! Have you seen his face? It was hilarious!”

“I don’t find it funny.”

“Come on, no one got hurt! It was an innocent prank.”

“So, you do admit that you’re the one who sent this pumpkin falling on his head!”

“Yes! Yes, alright! I did it! I admit it! I plead guilty! Happy now?” Sirius fought back, raising his voice now as he opened his arms wide.

“Merlin! How old are you, Sirius? 12?” you asked, and your voice was getting louder as well.

You could feel that the situation was getting out of hand, that you both were losing your cool… but you couldn’t help it… you were too angry.

“Why are you so mad? It was just a joke!” Sirius asked, and he still seemed confused before your reaction.

“He could have been hurt! These pumpkins are heavy!”

“I made it softer, it was perfectly safe.”

“Did you plan that?”

“How could I have planned that, I didn’t know this Cockroach would walk with us tonight.”

“Cockroach? Seriously?”

You heaved a frustrated sigh, clenching your jaw.

“You are unbelievable. Immature. A pain in the arse, Sirius.”

“Well, thank you for the compliments,” he replied wryly.

“Why are you being so mean to Leo, anyway? He’s very nice, you know?”

Sirius rolled his eyes.

“He is,” you insisted. “And you’ve been insufferable around him ever since the beginning of the year! Why?”

Sirius shrugged. How could he answer that? He couldn’t tell you that he was jealous. That he liked you. That he… that he loved you, actually. And that it drove him crazy to have a rival, because he wasn’t sure how to tell you how he felt and he needed time to gather his courage, and what if you pushed him away if he talked to you and…

He forced his mind to quieten again. He had to remain calm. He had to carefully choose his words now…

“I simply don’t like him. It happens. Can’t love everybody, you know?”

“Stop lying.”

Your voice was lower again, but now it was deadly cold. And he hated it. He preferred when you were almost shouting at him. Because this… this sounded distant and emotionless and he hated it…

He winced.

“I… I don’t like him, okay? Now, it isn’t a big deal. Was it immature? Probably. Was it stupid? Maybe. But I didn’t hurt the guy or do anything serious…”

“That was mean!”

“Yes, well, I was pissed, okay? Sorry if I have human emotions every once in a while!”

His voice had risen again, and his anger was growing at each passing second. All of this was ridiculous…

“It was uncalled for!” you fought back, your tone and anger matching his again. “He didn’t do anything! What were you even mad about?”

“His existence.”

“Oh, come on! What did he do to piss you off like that?”

“Nothing…”

“STOP LYING!”

This time you had not merely raised your voice, you were shouting. You were shouting at him, and Sirius wasn’t sure how to handle that. He had never heard you screaming like this. You seemed truly upset…

He could feel his heart beat faster and faster and he wasn’t certain if it was out of anger or discomfort; but he hated it, of that he was certain. He didn’t want you to be so angry against him he wanted you to… he wanted to…

He heaved a frustrated sigh, shrugging.

“It was a stupid prank,” Sirius answered, struggling to keep his voice quieter, calmer than your tone, in an attempt to calm you down too. “I’ll admit, I didn’t think much before doing it. But it was merely a prank. I didn’t hurt him, he’s perfectly fine. Only his ego got a little bruised, and honestly, considering how condescending he can be, I reckon I’ve actually done something good for the entire community tonight.”

But you shook your head at him, taking a step closer.

“Why did you do that? Why, Sirius?”

“You are insufferable with all your questions!” snapped Sirius, trying to take a step back, but you grabbed his sleeve.

He was about to break, and he knew it. Because there was something a little desperate in your gaze, and if you kept on pushing him to talk, Sirius knew that he would tell you everything and he couldn’t… he couldn’t lose you…

“Why?”

“I told you, I don’t like him.”

“Why?”

“Y/N…”

“WHY?”

“BECAUSE HE LIKES YOU!”

He ran a hand in his long dark hair in frustration, before looking at you again.

“Because he’s constantly flirting with you, and he… and you were ready to go on a bloody date with him!”

He turned around, struggling to calm down. He threw his head back and took a deep breath.

“Why would you be upset by that?” you asked, but this time there was no anger in your voice. Still, it was trembling.

Sirius let out a wry laugh.

“What do you think?” he rhetorically asked, shaking his head, his back still to you. “What do you think, Y/N? Why do I walk with you after every meal when my chambers are on the opposite side of the castle? Why do I spend so much time with you? Why would I be jealous?”

He turned to you again, and you could see that he hated himself for telling you all this. It was written there, in his grey eyes; they seemed almost as hard as granite now, and yet there was also sorrow tainting his gaze when he looked at you.

“I like you, Y/N,” he went on through gritted teeth. “I like you, and this jerk is there, flirting with you and asking you on dates and…”

He heaved a sigh, and he seemed tired, all of a sudden.

“You’re going to hate me now, right?”

He closed his eyes, before running his hand across his face.

“I’m sorry, okay? Let’s just… forget all this happened.”

“You like me?”

Sirius finally looked at you again. You didn’t seem angry anymore. You seemed… confused. But then, there was something else that shone in your eyes that looked like hope…

Sirius had spoken too much already, anyway. Might as well confess it all. He had ruined everything already…

“Actually… I feel something… a little stronger than that. But yeah… I guess you can put it that way,” he answered, his gaze lost in your eyes.

Your lips slightly parted in shock. He didn’t know what to make of your gesture.

“I know you don’t feel the same, it’s okay,” he went on.

But you shook your head.

“I… Yes. Okay. Yes.”

Sirius quirked an eyebrow.

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Yes, I want to go on a date with you. Saturday night?”

He stared at you, aghast… completely taken aback.

“Wh… what?”

“Oh no… the wedding… you could come with me to the wedding?”

Sirius blinked a couple of times. You were looking at him with wide eyes, you seemed out of breath and terribly nervous but… there was no trace of anger, or sadness left in your gaze.

Sirius tried his hardest to wrap his mind around what your words meant.

“You… you want me to take you on a date?”

“Yes.”

“At your friend’s wedding?”

“Why not?”

“So… you would be taking me on a date, then.”

“Oh… yeah, I guess so.”

“At your friend’s wedding.”

“Yeah.”

“Absolutely not.”

He saw you panicking, and hurried to go on.

“I am taking you on a proper date. One that doesn’t involve dozens of people I don’t know around. One that does not involve anyone but us. Tomorrow night?”

“Tomorrow? It’s Wednesday.”

“And? We’re teachers, we don’t have a curfew.”

“Right… that’s true.”

“Then… I’ll take you on a date, tomorrow night. 7pm? I’ll drop by your room?”

“Okay.”

“Great.”

The two of you stared at each other for a while, not certain to fully comprehend what had just happened and transpired between the two of you. It was nice though. An excellent news for sure. And you wished you could be smart enough and mysterious enough to hide the truth, but you were too upset at that moment, too happy as well, too excited, too shocked…

“I’m in love with you, by the way.”

His eyes grew round, and you were certain that he would push you away this time. It was one thing to confess that you liked someone, and it was another entirely to confess that you loved them…

You could feel tears forming at the corner of your eyes.

“I’m sorry… I… I shouldn’t have said that…”

But before you could add another word, Sirius had taken the three steps that separated the two of you, was holding your face with both his hands, and was crashing his lips to yours.

And by Merlin’s beard it was one hell of a kiss…

You lost your fingers through his dark hair once you were able to react and kiss him back, after the first shockwave had passed. He brushed his thumbs across your cheeks, making your heart flutter. And Merlin, his lips against yours, and the taste of his tongue on yours…

When the two of you finally broke the kiss, you were both breathless, dizzy, heads spinning and hearts pounding.

When you opened your eyes once more, it was only to be lost into Sirius’s grey stare.

He struggled to swallow, you saw his Adam’s apple moving up and down.

“I… I love you too, by the way,” Sirius whispered, but you heard him loud and clear.

Your lips broke into a wide grin.

“You do?”

“Of course, I do…”

You giggled, you couldn’t help it. This whole situation was surreal. He finally wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him while you rested your temple against his jaw.

“Can I ask you something?” he whispered, and you silently nodded to let him continue. “Were you really thinking about going on a date with the Cockroach?”

You laughed.

“Stop calling him like that!”

“The nickname suits him.”

“No, it doesn’t. And no, I wouldn’t have gone on a date with him.”

“Really?”

“Obviously. I mean… why do you think I’m keeping my room on the opposite side of the castle compared to where my classroom is? Because then I have to walk before your class every day, and it gives me a good excuse to see you, even if it’s just for a minute… Why would I go on a date with anyone but you, then?”

Sirius grinned. You didn’t recall seeing such a bright smile on his face before.

“You really are going to be the death of me…”

But before you could argue, he was kissing you again, and you didn’t complain…

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nightswithkookmin · 9 months

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LOVE ME AGAIN BY V

I haven't been so nervous over a song lyric in my life

Pinning this here so I come back to it and write a review of the song. 6 hours. Let's get it

Whatever he's saying here- I don't understand any of it- but i think he means it.

V never disappoints.

It's interesting how it fits right into his playlist- singularity, Scenery- can't tell if his decision to give us something we know, something we are familiar with is him being too comfortable in his comfort zone or him just solidifying this genre as his signature move.

This is V. This is what we know him for. This is what he is good at- don't look up the lyrics you will cry. I sure did. I'm almost always scared of his lyrics cos he has a way of pulling on my heart strings and picking at my wounds. I don't want to be the broken hearted girl forever and yet V always reminds me of the pain of loving and losing. I hate it yet I love it so much. I can't stay away.

It is nice to hear this V make a comeback again. As part of BTS, I always thought it was nice to hear this laid back rich texture of his voice outside group songs. It offered such a Stark contrast against the poppy falsettos and almost indistinguishable baritone that was his signature.

By focusing on this low range and letting us hear this for a while 3mins track, we could appreciate how soulful he is. For three mins we'd be held captivated by his low beautiful voice and we would love every minute of it.

He is good at this and he knows it.

I feel both nostalgic listening to this.

I appreciate that he didn't do an English Kpop. As much as I would love to hear him sing in English, the influx of English Korean songs these days has me in a daze. I needed someone to hit pause and keep me grounded kpop and this song does just that.

I appreciate the costume and set design- it does a lot to enhance the vibe of the song- but knowing V, the vibe would have shined through even without the visuals. His voice is that powerful.

Part of me wanted to hear something entirely different from what we are used to hearing from him. Something outside his comfort zone. Something upbeat, quick tempo, similar to take two.

Yet part of me really love that he didn't. To a lot of people they are meeting V for the first time as a solo artist. While it might be nice to give the old timers something new- cos they've heard this over over- I think this is a great way to introduce himself to his new audience. This is the base he will always come back to and everyone needs to know that. It sets the pace and controls the expectations. Nothing too crazy and off base. He's actually a genius for this.

He's easing us into his musical world and journey. This will certainly resonate and draw in all the past Stans who knew him for this type of music. Anyone who left because he'd 'changed so much' will come home to this. Well done Tae.

V said, "Optimus prime calling all autobots" 🔥

I can't wait to listen to the rest.

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nomerrynolife · 3 months

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About that Last Twilight ending...

So, I’m just gonna say it straight that probably doesn’t resound with the rest of you viewers here.

I don’t hate it.

BUT

I don’t like it either.

I won’t delve into the whole ableism/ableist issue as for one, I’m not a disabled person, specifically not a blind person. It is not my place to give an opinion on this as I can’t and won’t ever understand what it’s like to be blind. And there’s quite a few posts already that have commented on this issue quite strongly so that’s that.

I just wanna write down my thoughts as a BL drama lover, Thai Drama enthusiasts, and as JimmySea fan. Also, my POV as someone who is there at the Fan Meeting in Siam Pavalai. It’s been a week, and I was busy since and only had the time now to gather my thoughts and feelings towards the finale.

The Sudden Break-Up and Blocking. I’m not sure why the writers decided to made Day to be a brat who can’t have a proper discussion on Mhok’s decision to stay. Because we see in episode 11 that Day is actually happy and supportive and encouraging Mhok to go to Hawaii if he’s selected. The least the writer could do is make them talk (or argue) it out instead, breaking up is okay if they still disagree, but blocking Mhok for 3 years? A bit excessive don’t you think?

The Non-Existent Discussion About Mhok’s Trauma. This is like the elephant in the room that never got addressed or shown at all except the nightmare in episode 11 and occasional name dropping of Rung. We get it that Day can’t see that Mhok is having a nightmare, nor did he can read Mhok’s expression if he’s upset or sad about anything but throughout their friendship they didn’t talk at all about Rung and Mhok’s family in depth? They didn’t make Day asked what happened with Mhok’s sister? Like if the writers gonna make this as the reason Mhok is staying why didn’t this issue ever brought up before? This makes the break up uncalled for since Day didn’t know the real reason Mhok is staying and rejecting the job offer.

Day’s Not Giving Back – I know a lot of people is saying how Mhok keeps on giving and Day not giving back or did anything at all for Mhok, but I think Day’s contributions is Mhok’s improvements in himself i.e. giving up smoking, learning to cook better, learning to be a proper caretaker instead of just being someone who brought Day’s food. It wasn’t physical or significant but it’s there, no matter how small.

Mhok Excessive Flirting – I don’t mind (in fact I quite enjoy it) the flirting and sweetness and cutesy antics but after the blocking for 3 years Mhok can just comeback and flirt shamelessly and acting like nothing happen………… I know this is probably just to make a happy scene for us since we cried a lot over the previous episodes but come on now, as realistic as their flirting is no one in real world would immediately flirt after not seeing each other for 3 years.

Mhok Admitting He Did Pity Day (W.T.F??) – Out of all the fuck-ups in episode 12 this is the fuck ups I’m most angry with. The rest of the flaws in the episode is forgivable but this is like the Lord of the Fuck-Ups. We have seen from the first episode that Mhok is rather curious than pity, and we know the decision to decline the job offer stems from Mhok unaddressed trauma over his sister’s death. He rather be with Day instead of being away, worrying, wondering, and feeding on his paranoia (definitely NOT pitying) so when Mhok apologize and admitting that he did pity Day I almost threw my phone to P’Aof across the cinema hall.

The Sudden Eye Donation – I know a lot of people quite preferred that Day remained blind, after all the entire series centers around Day accepting his blindness, and to show that blind people can lead a normal life. The only thing I’m disagreeing over is how soon Day got the eye donation. I don’t think in any part of the world organ donation is easy to come by, let alone twice in the span of 3 years, no matter how rich his family is (Mhon isn’t exactly a politician that gets away with everything). In my head the ending would be Mhok and Day living life like normal couple, having a meal with Night, Porjai and Mhon, and the scene cut to shows Mhon’s phone ring at the back, showing Eye Donation Center calling and series ended there with P’Aof name appearing (you know like Inception ending where we didn’t know whether Dom’s coming back to his kids is real or not). The decision to make Day received the eye donation as soon as they make up seems lazy and unnecessarily convenient to me.

Day’s Heart Shattered into Pieces Comments – I saw someone said on twitter (I couldn’t find the link sorry) “did Day have amnesia or something” and did he forget he said “this is good” when he goes completely blind for the first time on the mountain and compare it to the last epilogue where Day said his heart is shattered into pieces when he goes blind. I think what was meant here is one can accept one’s fate, but still be heartbroken with it. I like to think this is like how we deal with death of loved ones, we accept that’s it’s God’s will but we are still heartbroken over it. Day did accept his blindness; doesn’t mean he can’t be heartbroken.

Scriptwriter Having a Blind Friend to Comment– There’s the series scriptwriter on twitter, where they said they have a blind friend and when they wrote the script, the scenes and the characters feelings is in consultation with the said blind friend. So, when the finale is written they did have an argument among themselves on how to go about, whether Day stays blind or gets an eye donation. I saw a lot of hate being directed to P’Aof, I just hope people know he’s not the only screenwriter on this series. And I know I said earlier on I don’t mind that Day got his sight back but I can’t help but feels like the whole point of one palm distance and “the last image that I see” is… pointless. The songs still slaps btw.

Did Jimmy Sea Have Any Say About Their Character At All? As someone who’s portraying the characters, did a very good job with it and seem to understand and empathize a lot with their characters' situation, I wonder if they have any say on Mhok’s character admitting he’s at fault or whether Day should be more considerate of Mhok’s situation. Because we never see Day equally apologizing for not giving Mhok the chance to explain himself. And it’s quite out of character for Mhok to admit that he did pity Day. What I see from Hollywood is that actors have “creative differences” with the scriptwriter all the time in regard to the character they’re portraying so that probably doesn’t apply to Thai entertainment.

People Wishing Death To Fans Attending – guys, come on. It’s a spur of the moment thing, we cheered because we were shocked, happy, annoyed (??). All in all, I have fun throughout the whole fan meeting, the excitement to meet JimmySea, the anxiousness in how it gonna end, the eye to eye contact with JimmySea during the group photo. They’re real people guys, so beautiful up-close. Namtan is ETHEREAL, such a Goddess.

One thing I’m glad that in this fandom, even after the critics, fans bashing and semi-disastrous finale, I see no one is blaming Jimmy and Sea. If anything, they truly deserve the praises, the love and the accolades that they have received so far from their outstanding portrayal as Mhok and Day.

For those who’s just starting to binge-watching the series, please do continue and don’t be discouraged seeing all these negative reviews and comments. Please enjoy JimmySea’s visual and acting (coz I love them so much they deserve the world even when the series ending is not what everyone’s expected and I’m crying as I’m typing this while begging you to not hate them), just that don’t get your hopes up, keep your expectations low and prepare to be let down at the end.

Here’s a couple of pictures at the fan meeting, if you got the chance to go to the next fan meeting please do. I practically sold my kidney for the last minute flight coz I'm waited only after I got the admission tickets to buy the flight tickets.

Thank you for these memories, thank you for enjoyment for the past 12 weeks, thank you JimmySea. I will cherish this forever 💜💙

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ice-fire-or-clear · 2 years

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Further On The Edge, I.

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky x f!Reader (callsign Siren)

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: Ah yes, first Top Gun fic, let’s gooo. Before there was Hangman, there was Iceman. Not enough Ice fics out there so I decided to give it a try. The timeline is the same but more stretched out than in the movie. This will be the first in a multi-part series, so enjoy :)

masterlist I part 2

CW: Sexism, alcohol, Ice being a dick, secondhand embarrassment because Maverick, etc, etc.

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“The uh, plaque for the alternates is down in the ladies’ room.”

You focus your glare resolutely down at your notebook, ignoring the jeers of the surrounding aviators as they twist in their seats, gleeful to see your reaction. You will your face not to flush as you stand up, reaching for your bag, carefully to avoid any eye contact or show any hint of a reaction. Unfortunately, it all goes to shit when one of your fellow classmates bumps your elbow on their way up the steps, and startled, your head snaps up, allowing him to catch your eye.

Iceman stares back at you with an expectant smirk, fiddling with his ever-present toothpick with his tongue. He flashes those pearly whites at you, eager to see you rise to his bait.

Luckily, you’re saved by shrieking, hysteric laughter. You turn your head to see Goose at the top of the classroom with his pilot, Maverick, at his elbow, possibly the only two people in the room that Ice has more disdain for than you.

Iceman’s gaze slips away from you to glare at the two of them, the moment forgotten. You take the opportunity to make your exit, weaving through the crowd of dispersing pilots on their way to the cafeteria hall. Swimming upstream, your mind floods with snarky comebacks to iceman’s remark only five minutes too late. Part of you wishes you could see his face when you hit him with, “Spending a lot of time in the ladies’ room these days, Ice?” or “Well, if that’s the only way you can get women to notice you.”

Arrogant, cocky assholes aren’t anything you haven’t already dealt with in your years in the Navy. But something about Ice always threatens to snap your guarded, unbothered persona.

Fuckin’ Kazansky.

Several hours later, after a frustrating afternoon of uncoordinated dog-fighting and sloppy fieldwork, you hunch over the desk in your assigned dormitory, pouring over your copy of the F-14 NATOPS. It’s not like you haven’t read the document cover-to-cover many times before, but you’re still looking for something. Anything to help you better understand what went wrong on your last run, and how you can prevent it tomorrow.

You knew the other aviators were out enjoying their evening, sinking a few beers at any number of the local bars, or engaging in a game of ill-advised, jean-clad beach volleyball, but that didn’t faze you one bit. Even if you wanted (or trusted) their company, you would still be in the same place you are now: trying to find something that could give you an edge, because God knows being able to fly as fast and steady as the rest of them wasn’t enough to acknowledge you to actually being one of them.

Being the only woman in room full of male aviators and instructors put a target on your back, and that didn’t even begin to describe what went down during training drills. It had been that way for your entire career, and you weren’t naive enough to think simply being a good pilot would be enough to shake it. There was no room for error; no allowances for natural flaws or weaknesses. The simple fact of your gender worked as a magnifying glass, amplifying any faults and diminishing any merits.

The clatter of your pen on the desk snapped you out of your reverie, making you scowl as you realized you had been twirling it between you fingers. That simple action reminded you of Ice, who had been threatening to throw you into a mental tailspin ever since your arrival at Miramar.

You had heard of him long before your actual introduction; the world of Naval aviation wasn’t so large after all. He was the best of the best, and he knew it. He prided himself on the way he flew- ice cold, no mistakes, hence the callsign. Originally you held a sense of respect towards him, given that you had been trying to cultivate those same attributes, albeit for very different reasons. You had actually been looking forward to flying alongside him during your time at Top Gun, excited to be working with a like-minded pilot. Of course, that had all evaporated the moment you actually met him.

Weeks earlier, you had spent your first full day in North Island unpacking your belongings and acquainting yourself with the base that you would be calling home for the next five weeks. After reaffirming your belief that all bases were more or less the same, you decided to visit The O, one of the local bars that you had heard was popular among the on-base aviators. After years of exposure, you already had a good idea of what the other pilots would be like, but that didn’t stop you from holding out hope that maybe the best of the best would be different.

Leaning against the bar, you absent-mindedly flattened the cuff on your shorts with the hand not occupied with your drink. You sipped it slowly as you took in the lively scene before you, sailors, civilians, and pilots alike swirling together. you had lost count of all of the smirking white uniforms dancing, buying drinks, and attempting to dazzle all the women surrounding them. You had always found it a bit too… self-important, wearing summer whites to a bar that was bound to be full of civilians. Hence, your high-waisted denim shorts and oversized white button down. More exciting than your service uniform, but casual enough to indicate you weren’t exactly interested in company.

Jostled out of your internal monologue by a brush against your left elbow, you came back down to earth in time to hear the bartender say, “What’ll it be, Ice?”

Involuntarily, your head snapped towards the tall man who had materialized at your side, the length of his right bicep resting against your left. Here he was. The best pilot in the Navy. After glimpsing enough of the letters on his name tag to confirm it really was him, you lifted your face towards his. Taking in his broad-shouldered form up close, you almost wanted to retract your earlier statement about the uniforms. Cocky, sure, but it worked on him. For once, you dropped your untouchable demeanor, smiling as you started to introduce yourself to the pilot you had heard so much about.

Of course, that just would have been too easy.

“Hi, sweetheart.” He flashed you a grin, looking down at you. You could feel his gaze travel almost imperceptibly down the length of your body, almost as if you had imagined it.

After pausing on your face for another half-second, his smile widened a fraction of an inch. He turned back to the bartender just as the other man slid a few beers over the counter. “And another one for the lady, please.”

“What? No, that’s not what I-“

Iceman chuckled, taking a sip of his beer. “Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. I won’t tell your boyfriend, okay? Our little secret.” The arrogant bastard had the nerve to wink at you before disappearing back into the crowd.

What the hell?

It took you the rest of your first drink to fully process what the fuck had just happened. The best of the best, the legendary Iceman, blatantly hitting on you without letting you get a single word in otherwise? Iceman making the pigheaded assumption that you were just so enamored with him that he should buy you a drink without even getting your name? And what the hell was he doing buying drinks for women that were supposedly “taken” anyway?

Shock gave way to indignation, anger, and embarrassment as you downed the last drops of your drink. You stared at the untouched beer on the bar top in front of you, condensation visible on the glass. You half-debated not drinking it on principle, but no. If Iceman was so self-important as to buy you that beer, then you were gonna let him waste his money and take advantage of the free alcohol.

By the time you set the empty bottle back down on the wood, your head was spinning every so slightly in that pleasant way and you felt untouchable once again. Your own sense of aviator pride and self-assuredness began to work it’s way out of you, as it always did after a few drinks. You had just started to stand, clutching the bar top, when you heard the music cut out and someone start singing- badly- over the speakers. Swinging your head to glance over at the other side of the bar, you watched as more of the white uniforms began to surround the singer, focusing their attention on a bewildered snd slightly embarrassed woman. You decided that you definitely didn’t want to know, and took that as your cue to leave.

As you made your way back to your dorm that night, you thought about what would go down when Ice first saw you on the tarmac with him. At first, you imagined the scene that would play out with dread and a sense of embarrassment, but then it struck you that you hadn’t come this far in your career to be put to shame by a man who couldn’t keep it in his pants.

Absolutely not, you decided. Instead you vowed that you would never let any of them, but especially the Iceman, get to you like that again. You would let your hard-won skills speak for you, and there would be no goddamned room for anyone to say anything else.

masterlist I part 2

A/N: Stay tuned for part 2 and let me know what you thought, I suppose :)

#tom iceman kazansky #iceman x reader #iceman imagine #top gun #top gun maverick #top gun imagine #top gun maverick imagine #tom kazansky #val kilmer #top gun x reader #top gun iceman #x reader #imagine #iceman x you

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luimagines · 1 year

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The Chain with a almost god like giant titan like Creature s/o reader.

Sorry that's a mouthful!

Like, they look human but are huge and have different kind of things about them that Hylians don't have. (Also,imagine the heros are so tiny compared to their s/o. Like Sky is like telling the Chain. But their in awe of the enormous creature that sky has been gushing about 10 times a hour.)

Please 🙏

Chain with an eldritch s/o. I dig it. Like that Eldritch Zelda that went around a while back.

It's going to be in headcanon form fyi. I hope that's ok!

Masterlist

Content under the cut!

Four

If you thought that a typical s/o for the smithy would have made him smaller....

He is dwarfed by comparison

Scorpion legs, mandibles, a spiked tail and as big as a house

Four proudly presents them to the group with the biggest flourished gesture he can do

“And I love them very much.” He says proudly.

The group is all silent

They click their mandibles in nervousness. “Um... So how do you do? Link has told me much about you all in his letters.”

Sky breaks out of it first. “We’re all alright. Four speaks about you a lot as well. e just weren’t anticipating you to be so-”

“Freaky?” They say quietly, causing Four to snap his head in their direction- words of rebuttal already on his tongue.

“Big.” Sky amends. “I was going to say big... Especially when he’s so...”

Four turns back to Sky with a glare. “Say it.”

Sky huff. “Look, Wind is taller than you. I thought it would have been someone I would have been able to look in the eye when you said they were bigger than you.”

Four splutters and tries to think of a comeback

It lessens to tension and Wild and Hyrule both step forward to introduce themselves

Time and Warrior give a small bow in respect

Wind run to try and climb on top of them

Twilight stops him before he can actually get away with it

Legend has been facepalming the entire time

His hand slides down his face slowly and he cuff Four by the side of his head. “When you say they get hungry easy it’s because you have mint on your porch. It keeps the spiders away-”

“Oh!” They perk up. “Is that why they don’t come by any more? I was wondering why it seemed like there were more bugs than usual. They’re not as filling.”

Legend gives Four a ‘I-Told-You-So’ look

Four says nothing

Hyrule

He had no problem with it!

“Hey guys! We’re about to meet the sweetest person in this entire planet. I can’t wait for you guys to see them.”

“Slow down Traveler.” Legend laughs. “We don’t know this place as well as you do- we might not be able to keep up.”

“Honey?” A voice speaks. It’s quiet and surreal- like multiple voices speaking at once. “Is that you?”

Traveler beams. “It’s me! I’m home! Come meet my friends!”

They step out. Multiple eyes blink slowly and feathered hands come in front of them in a nervous manner. They are giant.

Legend pauses. Where would he have seen this creature before? If he has anyway...

Sky smiles pleasantly and walks up slowly. “Hello there. Link’s told us a lot about you.”

Hyrule coughs. He didn’t. He doesn’t know why Sky is lying.

Time steps forward as well. “Good to meet you. I was wondering who was taking good care of him back home.”

Hyrule flushes. This isn’t what he was expecting.

“You know what...” Wild sighs. “I can’t even say I’m surprised. Call me Wild. We’re all friends of your Link.”

They smile. “Yes... My Link... Has he been behaving himself?”

Four nods. “Yup! He’s been a great help to all of us.”

Wind and Warrior both come up next to the hero in question and clap him on the shoulders. “We adore him.”

His partner smiles gently. “We share the same sentiment then.”

Twilight hasn’t said much but he stares at Hyrule with the stare of a thousand suns.

Hyrule clears his throat and tries to ease his embarrassment. “My home is nearby. We can all go there before the storm hits.”

They nod and reach their hand out.

Hyrule takes it without hesitation.

“Let’s go then.”

Legend

Legend was a bit nervous to introduce his s/o

They were huge

With multiple arms and multiple pairs of eyes

But they were so cute

Ignoring they were twice the size of a hinox

His hinox’ anyway

Wild’s are the largest he’s ever seen

Twilight sighs exasperatedly

“Spiders again”

Legend bites his lip

Wild and Four stare, wide eyed, jaw agape and say nothing

Hyrule is instead staring at Legend and Legend doesn’t know what to make of it

Time bites the bullet and holds out his hand

Warrior and Wild follow suit without question

They all shakes hands at the same time

“Hello” They say

Sky waves with a smile

“Thank you for looking after Link.” They say softly

Legend blushes and playfully swipes at them, only annoyed at the surface

“Hey-!... I can take care of myself. ...You know that.”

“Hmm... I feel better... knowing you’re not alone anymore.”

Everyone jumps on to let them know everything is ok

Legend sighs in relief

That... went a bit better than he thought it would

Sky

A bit nervous

But mostly because he doesn’t want anyone to say anything mean

If they do, he’s throwing hands

He’s done it before he’ll do it again

“Ok, Beloved... You can come out now.” He says softly.

They step out in all their ethereal glory

There’s the size of the two story house with wings and glowing silver eyes

There’s red and blue markings on their face

Time is getting flashbacks

Warrior is also having flashbacks

Twilight is watching Time and Warrior with interest

Wild and Legend share and look

Sudden dread and uncertainty over take them

Hyrule marches right up and sticks his hand out. “Hi.”

They smiles and shake it. “How do you do?”

Wind tilts his head. “How do you do what?”

Four shrugs and also goes to introduce himself. “Sky won’t shut up about you. You’re just as impressive as he said.”

They actually flush a little and look away. “He’s always talked a bit more than he knows what to do with. I’m sure he exaggerated a lot of things.”

Legend coughs. “I’d argue he understated a lot of things.”

Sky deadpans. “Gee, I wonder why.”

They laugh like church bells. “I can see why Link likes you all so much. Would you like a tour?”

Time

No longer cares about other people’s opinion

It’s not the boys believed him in other thing that he’s told them

So he’s kept this one close to his chest

He opens the doors to his home where you’re waiting in the living room

Time has also long given up on asking how you fit through the door

Four’s and Wild’s jaws hang wide open

Twilight actually trips over himself and falls backwards

This explains some things...but now he just has more questions

Like.. why the third eye? or the wings? and scales? and clubbed tail?

“Uh... Old Man...?”

“Oh it’s you! My boy!” They cry. “I know my babies where ever they are! I didn’t think you were serious dear!”

Time takes offense

“I told you. Of all things, this is the one you don’t believe?”

Cue Sky and Warrior looking between Twilight and Time, putting the pieces together but only becoming more confused in the process.

Legend sighs and flops in on himself.

“This might as well happen.”

Hyrule slaps him over the head

Sky bite his lip and waves a bit

He chuckles a bit out of nervousness

“We’ve heard... about you..”

“Have you?” They lean in

“Technically?”

They laugh

“It’s ok. Link doesn’t want any undue harm to come my way. He’s very protective like that. Come in! Come in! I’ll make some tea.”

Twilight

Just like how he was nervous to show his form as Wolfie, he’s actively trying to lighten the blow when the group meets his s/o

“Ok, so just so you guys know, they’re... bigger than normal... and may not be what you’re expecting.”

“Should we be scared?” Legend raises an eyebrow.

Twilight winces. “Well I would rather you not be. It would be a bit rude even if you can’t help it.”

Time puts his hand hand on Twilight’s shoulder. “If they’re important to you, we’ll be on our best behavior. Isn’t that right boys?”

Wild grins and gives a salute.

Warrior smirks and nods.

“Who’s important to Link?” A new voice says.

All heads snap in that direction

Large antlers and fangs, scales and tethers and a few feathers coat their body

Wind and Sky stare wide eyed

Hyrule blinks and punches Legend

“Oh my..” They say

“Pleasure to meet you!” Four gathers his wits first, hand already out to shake. “Your Link has talked a lot about you. All good things.”

They flush in a way that looks abnormal. “Oh... Oh my goodness- Ok. He always does this. I’m sorry if I’m not exactly what you were expecting.”

“Nothing could have prepared us for this.” Legend blurts

Hyrule glares at him

Legend flinches away

Twilight coughs. “Guy this is __”

They wave. “...Nice to meet you.”

Time bites his lip for a moment, letting it process before he gestures to Wild. “We brought lunch if you’re willing to join us.”

“Well that sounds lovely!”

Warrior

Warrior was practically avoiding it

Like bits and pieces, he would reveal

But never about their physical appearance

So when They finally appear with antlers, wings, and fur

Warrior waits with baited breath

Time sends Warrior a knowing look that he knows he’ll pay for later

Wild is the first to say something as he eagerly introduces himself

Twilight follows suit with Wind right on his metaphorical tail

Hyrule approaches hesitantly but is polite none the less

Sky stays a bit behind as Time goes in to say hello again

Four and Legend feel like they’re seen weirder and Warrior speaks well of them enough

“Hello again Little one.” They say patting Time on the head

“Not so little anymore.”

“Still little to me.”

“So how did you and Warrior meet?” Legend cocks a hip, eyebrow raised and all.

They smile, showing their multiple canines. “He shot me.”

“I told you, I’m sorry!” Warrior groans. “That’s not exactly what happened anyway.”

They giggle. “They call you Warrior now? I wasn’t aware your war merits carried over through time.”

“It’s... not that necessarily.” He blushes.

“He’s also called the Captain.” Wind raises his hand, thinking that it would to catch their attention.

“...Strange... That’s not his position here.”

“HO-KAY! Introductions are over! Who wants lunch?” Warrior yells louder than he needs to.

His S/O is going to embarrass him badly before he leaves

That’s the plan

Wild

He sees nothing with it

He doesn’t even think that it would register as strange to the others

“Link?” They call out. “Oh Link you’re back! Thank goodness you’re alright!”

Wild perks up and snaps his head in the direction of the voice.

He runs to them

The others pause and watch

They come out and pick Wild up as if he was only a bag of grapes

“Oh , I was so worried about you! Have you been taking care of yourself like you promise? I thought you would have been away for longer.”

Wild laugh and kisses them on their nose. “I’ve been just fine. I want you to meet my new friends.”

Twilight coughs and catches their attention. He waves.

“Oh!” Their second pair of arms comes up to cover their mouth. “Oh how rude of me. How do you do?”

Legend blinks. “How do you do what?”

They giggle. It sounds like thunder and their tail flickers playfully behind them.

They set Wild down. “How are you?”

“Fantastic, all things considered.” Warrior has to crane his neck up just to look at their face. “How did you and Champion meet?”

“Oh that’s a long story-”

“Let’s go in side first.” Wild interjects, a wide smile on his face. “I can start lunch and we can all get comfortable in the living room, yeah?”

Time seems amused, if a bit perplex. “Of course, Cub. Lead the way.”

“Cub?” They turn to Wild. “That’s precious.”

“Let’s gooo...” Wild coughs. His cheeks are a but pink.

From the looks of Four, Hyrule and Wind.... they’re never going to let him live that down.

Wind

(Not really s/o... more like best friend... maybe when they’re older but as it stands-)

Wind was going to blow their mind

His surprise is probably going to get him serious street cred

He was going to introduce them to every one and he was going to get all their reactions saved in his pictobox!

Wind stands in front of everyone, pictobox ready and tells you to come say hi

Longer than normal arms, thirty fingers, sunken eyes and moss for hair- and tall

Wind snaps the picture of his buddies

They’re going to love this later on

They already giggle and wave

Wild, Hyrule and Legend numbly wave back

“Hello!” You grin.

Time sits down

Wind grins as well and jumps onto their arm

He climbs up

“This is my friend! The one I was telling you guys about!” He says proudly. “Aren’t they cool?”

“...Very cool Sailor...” Warrior cranes his head up.

“Um.... So... how have you been?” Four tries for normal conversation.

He tries the old friend approach.

“Oh you knooww~~ Burrowing in the sand, taking in the sun, dragging sailors underwater, having tea parties with the locals. Same old, same old.”

“What was that one you just said?”

“Taking in the sun?”

“After that.”

“The tea parties? Oh! We should have one! I was about to have lunch anyway. Why don’t you call come over? Since you’re friends with Link, we can be friends too.”

Twilight smiles tensely. “...Sure... We’d love to.”

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color-cacophony · 6 months

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I was going to make a Big Official Review Post about Rayman in the Phantom Show but I don't really have enough complete thoughts to make something comprehensive and organized, but I still want to share some points from my experience with it so uhhh without further ado, here's a bunch of thoughts on what dazzled me and what I thought could have been done better.

Here I go...

I'll start with the stuff that bugged me first because I don't like to end on a bad note:

I think the biggest issue is that giving the player the option to complete each set in any order diminishes the opportunity to have a linear story. Without a series of events building up to the finale, the actual climax doesn't feel as grand or substantial as it should be (it definitely feels like a few lines were cut from the moments before Phantom's first verse with how abruptly it starts). It would have felt more immersive to see actual scenes of the heroes trying to play their roles and have more varied quests based on puzzles or even characters and dialogue (like the search for Sweetlopek's stolen axe), all whilst gradually putting the pieces together that they were led into a trap.

Speaking of putting the pieces together, it would've paid off to have Beep-0 learn from his own arrogance in the past instead of repeating his assertion that he knew what Phantom was up to all along. That part made me kind of sad because I really like Beep-0 and it seemed like they were setting him up to eventually become less uptight and more open to admitting his mistakes, which would be more satisfying and obvious!

As we all know, Beep-0 isn't the only one who repeated himself. I remember an exchange I had with @randomrabbidramblings about our predictions for what would happen in the climax; they were hoping the final showdown with Phantom would not be redundant with his first encounter, having the same battle gimmick as before. Unfortunately that is, in fact, what they ended up doing. While framing it as Phantom being unoriginal or making a callback helps it a little bit, ultimately it made me feel let down (although I love Beep-0's delivery when he reiterates his line from Kingdom Battle. he means business).

As for the aftermath of the battle, I want to know where Phantom went. There doesn't seem to be any sign of him anywhere in the studio. It's really odd, given how this was supposed to be his grand comeback (alongside Rayman, of course), but we don't get even a simple explanation of what happened to him after he was defeated for the second time, unless I missed something. I presume this is his last major appearance in a game (unless they decide to do something completely different with him in the distant future??? wishful thinking but not ruling it out!), so it's a strangely underwhelming and mysterious send-off to our beloved ghostly diva. I would have been bummed that we didn't get lore paintings for him, but the memory entry summarizing his surprisingly short-lived career actually made me laugh and honestly, the thought of him only releasing one album and becoming so well-known just because he's notoriously a huge jerk and a producer of incredibly terrible films is so in-character for him.

Another choice I found unusual was the lack of any explanation as to how he got his voice back, since it's been established that he screwed it up by overdoing it. Although, they must have dismissed it knowing that not everyone is going to find the mural containing the only source of that detail. His voice could have healed over time anyway, but it just doesn't entirely make sense that they don't acknowledge it at all (I did see @bramble-scramble 's post mentioning a detail @randomrabbidramblings pointed out where a gramophone can be seen in a box in the studio's control room and it is supposedly the one Phantom replaced with a new one when he messed it up, but even if that's true, it's still a bit easy to miss).

I understand that a lot of these issues were due to restraints since it's only a DLC and they could only fit so much in, but that goes to show that this concept is a little too big for a DLC, but not quite big enough for a full game.

Now, for the things I loved...

I must give massive props to the artists and animators for taking reference from multiple Rayman games and essentially making the pinnacle of his goofiness. Rayman was HIGHLY entertaining to see (and listen to, thanks to David Gasman) and very lovable in this! And the way his dynamic with Rabbid Peach and Rabbid Mario changes up until the end where he becomes friends with them and realizes that he can work with the Rabbids now instead of against them it's just 🥺 awgh... It feels cheesy to talk about it but it really does make me happy now that Rayman has a chance to be an equal to the Rabbids and have something resembling a mutual understanding.

I appreciate them bringing back characters from the main game and giving them their own sets. Fittingly enough, it's like a curtain call for the final installment of SoH.

The return of Beep-0's swearing. SERIOUSLY IT'S SUCH A SMALL THING BUT IT DELIGHTED ME

The studio's lobby is gorgeous. Absolutely STUNNING I love all the details and the music notation motifs on everything.

Honestly the rest of this is just going to be me gushing about Phantom hehehe...

First of all, I was completely awestruck at the decision to give him a swing/jazz sequence because I love the aesthetic of the whole sassy big band musical number kind of thing so when I saw that Phantom was going to do that I went INSANE. The animation in the song sequences is absolutely top tier. Phantom is ALL OVER THE PLACE, very charming, very energetic. The swing bit made me realize just how unbelievably coordinated he is. Like when he's zipping and spinning around the stage and it doesn't affect his singing at all? Holy crap. Then, I went even MORE insane when rock/metal Phantom showed up. I would have wanted a verse in that style too, but I get that it was cut because it would mess up the pacing of the battle.

I love Phantom's inability to contain his excitement at the start of the battle, his annoyed lines when you destroy the lights, his smug remarks even when he's taking damage. He's just so- I'm just gonna say it- so freaking cute in this! His line deliveries in general made me fall so hard for him, especially "were you EVER a thing, Rayman?". The way he drops his voice sounds so cool...

Regarding his abilities, I thought they were going to explain why he could turn people to stone in Kingdom Battle, but they simply took that detail away. I don't have a big problem with this, as the Stone Deaf ability could have been part of the Megabug's influence (and it makes him at least a bit less OP lol). I'm also satisfied to finally know that he can indeed phase through things like any other ghost and isn't limited to just teleporting.

His death acting has definitely improved since last time, in that it's silly and makes me smile instead of just making me feel embarrassed lol.

So uummmm yeah that's all the noteworthy stuff I can think of! Overall I thought the DLC was delightful during my playthrough, but after I finished it I felt kind of sad because it just didn't feel "thorough". However, given that Sparks of Hope generally improved on so many aspects from the last game, I'm confident that they'll keep adding and experimenting with more characterizations and scenarios and make something even better if they decide to continue with Mario + Rabbids. And even if they don't, we'll always have the amazing fans to continue the story and put even more wonder into this wild crossed-over universe!

Anyway, thank you for reading through this highly disorganized rant/gush! And while I'm at it, thank you to everybody in the Mario + Rabbids community for making such amazing art and just being here to share our love for the series. That means thank you to @randomrabbidramblings @bramble-scramble @salamifuposey @hostess-of-horror @phandrow @pastelprince18 @critterzone13 @hostdoozy @majorpepperidge and more! You guys are super cool and I appreciate you even though I've never directly interacted with all of you, hehe. I suppose all I have left to say is goodnight, so goodnight/day everyone! Until next time I decide to dump more nonsense onto your dashboard :D

#I was a bit late making this post but I was dead for a while so eehhhh #thoughts and rambles tag

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