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imagines-all-day-everyday · 2 years

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Robb Stark being protective would include...

first of all, this man is one of the most loyal men in all of Westeros

like, if you are his blood this man would literally walk to the ends of the earth to protect and defend you

robb also believes that sometimes the phrase 'blood is thicker than water' doesn't necessarily always apply

like if you are loyal to him and have been there for him as a friend or confidant, you best believe this man is going to die trying to protect you, even if it's against a member of his family

but now let's talk about protective robb with someone he was in love with because... wow

if you thought he was protective over his family, friends and people of Winterfell....

.......just wait until this man is in love

it would probably first only manifest in small, subtle ways if you weren't together yet

only little things that his family members would pick up on

like when he would try to inquire about what you've been doing

or whenever you would go to walk home at night Robb would conveniently be right beside you to offer to walk you home

because who knows who or what is wondering around in the dark?

catelyn would raise her eyebrows at and jon would try and hide his amusement

that would send arya and sansa into little giggling fits

luckily you would be blissfully unaware, just grateful for Robb's kindness

overtime it would escalate

you'd keep spotting Greywind prowling around you wherever you went

it was getting to the point that you were wondering if he was following you intentionally

there was one incident when you were walking home at night and robb was away on a hunting expedition and a group of men approached you

and Greywind appeared out of no where to bite the hand off the leader before he could rip your dress

robb literally having to hold himself back from destroying his room when he found out

when you told robb what had happened and had identified the men involved, they were never seen again

you didn't ask questions

whenever there was a feast at Winterfell, Robb's eyes would always find your figure, making sure that you were safe and having fun

and if there was dancing? well you best believe that Robb would always happen to be near you to offer to be your partner, only to be polite (of course)

you always wondering why no one else would ever ask you to dance, until one day you turn around just in time to see Robb starring literal daggers at one of his men about to approach you

at first you're upset, thinking that Robb doesn't see you as good enough for any of his men

"is it my status? my looks? what have I done for you to deem me so unworthy that you will not even let your men touch me?"

"unworthy? my men are the fucking unworthy ones. they're lucky they are even allowed to look at you."

a look of pure confusion would cross your face - you were always a bit slow when it came to romance

Robb would just chuckle and shake his head, "honestly love is it not obvious? I've been in love with you since the moment I fucking met you."

once you're together, oh boy

because while he was protective before, you're his now. Not in a controlling or possessive way but in a 'this is my wife and I would die a thousand times over if it means she lives' kind of way

all of winterfell knowing that you're a protected species

a diamond to be handled with the utmost care

Greywind becoming like your second shadow

which you don't mind but sometimes all you want is some peace and quiet and to be left alone

Robb knowing you can handle yourself but struggling to give you space because he knows how fucked up Westeros can be

because he has seen horrors that he prays you will never have to witness in your lifetime

trusting you completely, but the issue is he trusts no one else (apart from his family)

him having to learn to back off - slightly

always making sure he's standing between you and a doorway just incase soldiers come barging in

a hand always touching you whenever you're within arms reach

whenever he has to go away to fight it's always an internal struggle if he should bring you with him or leave you at home

because he doesn't want to drag you towards a war, but what happens if he leaves you at winterfell and isn't there to protect you?

defending you when catelyn makes some sort of insulting remark or comment

jon becoming just as protective of you because you're his brother's soulmate and robb has always been so good to him

which is really sweet but now you have Greywind and Ghost following after you all the time

which is really unnerving for some people

"do not worry about them, they do not bite.... much"

his enemies trying to get to you to get to Robb

the closest they ever got was an assassin trying to take you out on your morning ride

robb was usually not a cruel man but the rumours of what he had done to that assassin spread like wildfire around westeros

it became legend, myth, shrouded in fear and awe

very soon not even the most infamous and fearless assassins would dare go near you, much to cersei and tywin's frustration

not even littlefinger wanted to touch you

"I am afraid even I am not game enough to conjure up a plan to ruin this one, your grace."

oh and you know tyrion would be dying to meet you - the woman that turned the naive and probably too trusting Stark boy into a protective, ruthless leader. the woman who's sparked the fear in the hearts of the most soulless cunts in westeros? yeah he was a big fan

you being the only one who can calm robb down when he gets upset or enraged when someone tries to hurt you

sometimes you don't because sex with robb in protective mode is next level

always holding hands

forehead kisses

like, so so so many forehead kisses

if you were pregnant he would literally never stop touching your belly

he can be a little overbearing sometimes, but it makes you love him more for it

because you know that this man literally worships you and just wants to keep you safe

he tries his hardest to give you independence because at the end of the day he knows you are the strongest person he has ever met and can hold your own

this man would literally die a thousand deaths to keep you out of harms way because god damn it the villains of westeros have already taken away his father and he will be damned if they take you too

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lu-is-not-ok · 10 months

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While we're psychoanalyzing the EGOs, what are your opinions on Dimensional Shredder? Deffo something on freedom there, but I'm having trouble putting it to words myself.

Alright, another shared E.G.O. Cracks knuckles.

You know the drill, under cut we go.

So let's talk about Wayward Passenger as an abnormality first. It's a representation of the horrible things W Corp puts people through on their WARP trains given form. In a way, that makes it similar to abnormalities like Mountain of Smiling Bodies or CENSORED (if you subscribe to the smoke war monster theory).

The dungeon event in which we meet Wayward Passenger is especially telling in what themes it wants to carry. The narration mentions that the corporation responsible for disappearance will simply pretend that this person never existed. The reveal that the Passenger was actually a W Corp employee further adds to this.

(Also, random tangent, but am I the only one that got reminded of Bongcheon-Dong Ghost by this abno's event? Something about having to point a terrifying monster in a direction away from you and hope it doesn't come back just brought back memories. At least the Passenger has enough manners to not jumpscare you.)

When it comes to the abnormality itself, Wayward Passenger carries themes of corporate exploitation and negligence, specifically in the way W Corp might find its employees expendable and doesn't care about inflicting suffering upon its clients as long as they profit from it.

There are also some themes of abandonment and being lost, but also tenacity in spite of it. Despite not being able to escape, Wayward Passanger still searches for a way out and never stops moving forward.

So. With all that being said. How does it all tie back to Hong Lu and Yi Sang, as they are the ones with Dimension Shredder?

Thanks to Canto IV we now know that Yi Sang absolutely fits under the exploited by corporate greed umbrella. It's a major theme of his whole chapter in fact! The themes of being lost are also reflected in Yi Sang's aimlessness after the League collapsed. He was completely lost and effectively abandoned by everyone except Gubo, only to be further exploited by even more corporate greed.

Hell, you could even say his character arc in his Canto represents that tenacity in spite of being lost I mentioned. Though his goal might not be all that clear, he still wants to keep going and keep moving forward, no matter what.

When it comes to Hong Lu, we don't have nearly as much information... But we can speculate! I think in this case the "corporate exploitation" is less literally corporate, but still applicable. I'm talking about Hong Lu's family, of course. Though we don't know much, we do get quite a few hints about his family exploiting him for their own gain, especially now that we're getting a Hong Lu ID that is quite literally based on the idea of paralleling that part of him with Actual Corporate Exploitation!

With how cagey Hong Lu is about the deeper parts of his past, and how hard it is to tell when he's being genuine, it's honestly hard to pinpoint any of the other themes onto him.

However, we could work a little bit backwards here and see how Wayward Passenger might apply to Hong Lu's recurring themes of freedom.

In that way, we could be onto something here. Wayward Passenger is no longer under W Corp's protection, if it ever was. It's lost and abandoned by the thing that was supposed to be protecting it... But on the other hand, it is free now. W Corp can't reach it anymore. It can go wherever it wants and nothing will stop it.

If you want to translate that to how that might apply to Hong Lu, then you could interpret that as a sign that Hong Lu can only attain "true" freedom by severing ties with the thing exploiting him, aka his family... At the cost of losing the comfort and protection they offered him, as little as it may have been.

You could say that idea is reflected in Tingtang Hong Lu. Yes, he is probably the most free when it comes to authority bearing down on him compared to all his other IDs. ...But he's also a gambler living in the Backstreets leading a gang so incompetent he has to threaten them with death to keep them in line. He may be free, but his life is far from comfortable.

...I think it's funny that I already wrote that much and I haven't even touched the actual E.G.Os themselves, whoops! Let's go do that.

First thing to note about Dimension Shredder is that its damage type is Pride, especially since Yi Sang's version doesn't even *require* Pride resources. In fact, Dimension Shredder is the only non-base E.G.O that deals Pride damage.

To go a little bit deeper into that, all of the base E.G.O that deal Pride damage seem to imply taking an action while ignoring the consequences that might follow them. Rodion's What Is Cast is the most obvious example here, representing her murder of the pawnbroker without considering how the Middle would react to one of their family being killed. Likewise, Outis, Meursault, and Faust seem to carry similar ideas. Outis reminding herself of the Odyssey's purpose, as if trying to cope with the unforseen consequences of her actions. Meursault acting out despite noting how doing so only tightens the chains of those judging him. Faust opening herself to knowledge and possibilities regardless of what it may do.

In a way, that is what Pride is at its core. Performing actions purely because of what benefit they bring to oneself, without considering the drawbacks and consequences.

There's a couple of ways we could interpret that with Dimension Shredder.

For one, we could zoom back out to what Wayward Passenger represents. Dimension Shredder being a Pride E.G.O could be signifying the Pride inherent in corporate exploitation. By its very nature, it's an action done purely for the corporation's benefit, without considering the consequences on other people.

The other is a bit more directly applicable to Yi Sang and Hong Lu themselves. It could represent how they, and the abnormality included, continue moving forward regardless of what may stand in their way. Regardless what the consequences may be for doing so.

During the attack animations for both Dimension Shredder Awakenings, we see Yi Sang and Hong Lu enter a dimensional rift they make, with both of them notably hesitating before doing so. Judging by Hong Lu's expression when he exits the rift, it's not exactly a pleasant experience. And yet, they both do it anyway. The benefit of continuing to move outweighs the damage it may inflict on them, so they ignore the consequences. I think it kinda points to my second interpretation above.

When it comes to Sin Resources, both Yi Sang and Hong Lu require Gluttony, but while Hong Lu requires Pride, Yi Sang requires Sloth. Let's dissect it one at a time.

Gluttony in Limbus Company has two meanings, in my opinion. On one hand, there's the Greed-adjacent aspect, where it represents the want for more and more. This neverending need for growth, for consumption, for progress. On the other hand, when it's seen in a more sympathetic light, it can represent the actions one commits for the sake of one's own Survival.

When it comes to Dimension Shredder, I think it's a little bit of both for both Hong Lu and Yi Sang. They both need Gluttony to survive in an environment where they're actively being exploited, but at the same time they need Gluttony to keep moving further and further forward, to keep making progress endlessly.

For the other Resources that each of them uses, I think it specifically represents what part of them is what allows them to be easily exploited by those above them.

Sloth for Yi Sang represents his apathy and passiveness. He gets exploited because he doesn't care enough about himself to fight back against it. Why bother? It doesn't matter, everything and everyone else was exploited, so why stand up to being exploited yourself? While this is something that Yi Sang starts to come out of by the end of Canto IV, I doubt it's a habit that will be easy for him to break just like that.

The fact that Pride is a resource here for Hong Lu paints his passiveness when being exploited under a different light. He doesn't buckle because he's apathetic like Yi Sang, it's because he believes that the benefits of letting himself be exploited outweigh the drawbacks enough to ignore them. If we apply this to his family exploiting him, it paints a pretty vivid picture. Sure, he is being used and hurt by his family, but just accepting that it happens means he still gets to enjoy the comfort and "love" they give him. Because what happens if he stands up to them? He likely gets punished. He loses that comfort he relies on. So he'd rather just bear the pain and pretend everything is okay, because the alternative is far worse.

Now, let's examine the dialogue lines, because I think they are very interesting with all of that analysis behind us.

For starters, I think for both Dimension Shredder users, their Awakening lines are a reflection of their coping mechanism in the face of being exploited being pushed to its absolute limits.

Yi Sang's Awakening line is a reflection of how he tries to throw himself into research and scholarly pursuits as a form of escapism from his reality. Whether it's his activities with the League, or his dependency on the Mirror, we see in Canto IV that he turns to acting the part of a researcher when faced with corporate exploitation.

Likewise, while using Dimension Shredder he makes notes of his surroundings like a researcher traversing the space. Noting the enchanting colors and how he can't memorize the path he's on. However, his tone of voice is a lot more... manic? It's emotional, seemingly entranced by what he's seeing. I think it signifies how, when pushed to his limits, Yi Sang would completely throw himself into his research, to a perhaps almost obsessive degree.

Hong Lu's Awakening line on the other hand reflects how he tries to keep a happy tone regardless of the circumstances. His defense mechanism is hiding what he's truly feeling behind a mask of smiles and jokes.

Tingtang and Kurokumo Hong Lu are probably the best examples of this. While having a constant jovial tone, Tingtang Hong Lu is an utter piece of shit only using kindness as a thin veil to hide his actual intentions. Kurokumo Hong Lu on the other hand uses a somewhat polite tone despite the fact he clearly does not respect anyone. It's even more obvious with the latter when you examine his post-uptie illustration more closely. While he wears a smile on his face, the veins shown on the hand clutching his sword say that he's not as calm as he seems.

While using Dimension Shredder, Hong Lu tries to keep up his smiling facade... Except this time, he fails. At his very limit, he's too worn down and tired of the abuse to pretend he's fine. The words do come out, but he can't make them sound the way he wants to anymore. The mask finally cracks under the pressure.

Matching with how the Awakening lines share a specific theme, the Corrosion lines do as well. Dimension Shredder Corroded dialogue lines all seem to express some form of realization that they are finally free.

Yi Sang's Corrosion line describes how the alley he's going down does in fact have an exit. It's an open one. Not only is it a reference to Poem No. 1 from Crow's Eye View, but the way Yi Sang speaks it is very interesting here. His tone is fully confident, and even seems to lack the usual tired breathiness that Yi Sang usually has.

Good thing I'm writing this after Canto IV has come out, because... All of that is reflected in Yi Sang's character arc. He does realize that the alley is open. He does realize he can keep moving forward. And, most importantly, he does gain the confidence to not let himself be stopped.

With all of that context, let's look at Hong Lu's Corrosion line. His dialogue line expresses how nobody (or nothing) is forcing him to "be located there", causing him to fall into a fit of gasping laughter. There is something. Incredibly disturbing about this line to me. It's this dichotomy between Hong Lu hesitantly realizing that he's no longer stuck, that nobody is ordering him around anymore, and his downright histerical sounding delivery.

Since we don't have Hong Lu's Canto just yet, I can't do the same comparison as I did with Yi Sang... But I could try to predict what Hong Lu's Canto could end on if we assume this line is foreshadowing it the same way Yi Sang's was.

I think Canto 8 will show us Hong Lu finally break. There will be no more mask to hide behind, just a flood of emotions that had been held back for all of his life. Most importantly though, it won't be pretty. If there's any Sinner who will be in need of emotional catharsis through a mental breakdown boss battle, Hong Lu seems like the perfect candidate for that. Either that or Hong Lu just straight up fucking murders someone on screen. Ideally both.

There's probably more I can analyze based on the visual designs of the E.G.O... But honestly this already got way fucking longer than the Roseate Desire analysis so I'll just leave you with the mental image of me chanting Hong Lu Commit Fratricide.

#limbus company #limbus company project moon #hong lu #hong lu lcb #yi sang #yi sang lcb #dimension shredder ego #lcb analysis #lcb canto iv #lcb spoilers #ask #trianglestrategist #lu speaketh #enjoy this one got even fucking longer

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iraprince · 8 months

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Hi Ira! If I remember right, you mentioned that you bought an arm mount for your tablet for use at your desk. Do you have any recommendations? I'm trying to get a "dream office" list together and honestly my neck would appreciate a break from all the shrimping I do while I draw. Have a lovely day! 💜

i can definitely recommend the one i use, because i love it and have had no problems with it, but as a heads up i've never used any other arm mounts before so i can't give any accurate insight on whether it's better/worse than others!

that being said, i'm using a gas spring mount, and especially if you have or intend to get a large/heavy screen tablet, i really recommend it. the way the gas spring arm works is basically when setting it up you can adjust the amount of like, pneumatic force/resistance offered by the central support of the arm to be exactly matched to the weight of the tablet monitor (this sounds technical but is really easy, u just follow the instructions in the setup manual), and then basically the tablet will just Stay wherever you move it -- barely requires u to apply any force at all, and no fiddling with loosening and tightening a bunch of knobs whenever you want to make an adjustment, which has been the experience i've had with cheaper arm mounts for stuff like microphones etc!!! i'm sure there are non-gas-spring mounts that are somewhat easily adjustable, but my experience with the gas spring one so far has been that it's SO easy that i don't even have to think about it. i move mine a lot so i can sit different ways, angle the tablet surface based on the level of detail i'm working at, etc and it's also really nice to be able to just swing it completely out of the way and tuck the tablet away to the side when i'm done drawing digitally and want to free up my desk; if the arm was sticky or rigid or required Any extra steps to readjust stuff i think i would get annoyed really fast.

(if my office was not such a fucking disaster rn i would take some pics so you could see how i have it set up and some of the ways i can move it around. unfortunately it is a fucking disaster. maybe i'll get a chance sometime and i'll loop back to this!!)

it also feels really sturdy, there's an extremely tiny bit of wobble when i'm drawing bc i have a tendency to push really hard sometimes and that made me a little nervous on the first day but i don't even notice it now (and the wobble seems to just be from general/necessary flex in the arm overall, not a certain joint or component of the clamp being loose or lacking integrity). i would definitely recommend looking at reviews and carefully picking something solid; u will make urself miserable if you're not confident that your arm can Hold your very expensive and precious tablet, or if the clamp is wobbling on your desk or whatever. also, MEASURE THE SIDE OF YOUR DESK and try to find dimension info to make sure the clamp on whatever arm you're getting will actually fit!! i have a weird desk that has a kind of thick inset bit on the underside/edges, and a lot of standard clamps do not fit over it; i was lucky enough that the one that came with my tablet was adjustable enough to fit, but it would really suck to order an arm and then find out it's incompatible with your desk.

i can't seem to find a listing for the exact mount i use -- sticker on the side says huanuo. i got it bundled with my huion when i bought it, so here's just a link to a similar bundle; it looks a little different than the one i got, but this amazon listing for a gas spring mount from the same brand looks the same, so i think i just got a version that doesn't have the cable management loops on the bottom.

ANYWAY that's about all i can think to say -- like i said, this is the only arm mount i've ever used, so if anyone else wants to chime in with info or experiences abt other varieties that would be great!! i hope this is helpful, gl getting your dream office together :D

#how do my answers always get so long lmao. how is it u guys ask me the simplest stuff and im inevitably like Here's My 5 Paragraph Essay

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quirkwizard · 1 year

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I know you made a post of AFO giving the Shie Hassaikai secondary Quirks, which was honestly really good tbh. Have you done this for 1A, 1B, Teachers, LOV, MLA, or other groups? I can't seem to find them. If there's any I mentioned you haven't done, just whatever is first in that list is my idea/request/suggestion for a post.

First off, thank you. I’m glad you liked my choices for that. Second, I haven’t done any other ones, except for the LOV, so I can talk about this idea with a few other characters. Though I will be starting with 1A for this one.

Sato-Springlike Limbs: Since none of the Quirks can really help Sato, might as well double down by increasing his striking power and at least augmenting his lackluster mobility.

Hagakure-Storage: This is basically just giving everyone invisibility. Hagakure can sneak in wherever she wants and suddenly pull out an entire force of heroes, seemingly from nowhere. It is both effective and hilarious.

Mineta-Wings: While Mineta can bounce around on his own, some flight would still be useful. It could help him scatter his orbs across an area, get in a good position to trap someone with them, or let him escape a bad situation.

Aoyama-Infrared: I was tempted to give him "Air Walk" like Lady Nagant, but I think Aoyama needs all the help he can get with his shots. Plus, by seeing people through surfaces, he could hit them more regularly by shooting without line of sight.

Koda-Warping: With how many animal allies Koda either has or needs around him, a Quirk that can let him either get animals to him faster or keep the animals he has out of harm's way would do a lot to help him.

Sero-Hypertrophy: While this could help Sero’s poor defense and offense, I mostly gave it to him to combine it with "Tape". Because I could imagine him making this massive, super dense version of his own tape with this Quirk in play.

Kirishima-Absorb and Release: Considering that Kirishima’s main gimmick is taking as much damage as possible, being hit by the attack shouldn’t be that bad. In return, he can blast back whatever is coming at him for extra damage.

Mina-Air Cannon: Arguably Mina’s greatest weakness is her poor range. With "Air Cannon", she could use that to make and then launch her acid. It could even work to further shape and modify the acid, like making an acid orb.

Tenya-Search: This doesn’t really have any combination potential, but I do think that it would mix well with his natural speed and logistical skills. He could just run around tagging whomever he needs for later, whether they are friend or foe.

Tokoyami-Naval Laser: The second most obvious pick. Not only would this give Tokoyami a reliable means to tame Dark Shadow, but it also gives him some much-needed self-sufficiency as a fighter for when Dark Shadow can’t help him.

Tsuyu-Air Walk: I kind of went over an example like this before, but I believe that this could work really well with Tsuyu’s natural jumping abilities. By making a platform anywhere to bounce off of, she could basically become another Gran Torino.

Denki-Rivet Stab: Using "Rivet Stab" as a medium, this could actually give Denki a lot more control over his electricity and how it is shaped and moves. That and they could give him minor benefits to his mobility, which is definitely his most notable weakness.

Ojiro-Overclock: This may seem odd, but I actually think that Ojiro is the best choice for this power. Between his natural athleticism and high discipline, I think that he could apply it really well, especially when it’s used in tandem with the benefits he gets from his tail.

Jiro-Radio Waves: This just fits in too well with "Earphone Jack". I could see her combing the waves with her jacks, giving her some electrical power to her sound waves, letting her send out messages to her allies communications, or causing nearby radios to stop working.

Ochako-Shoulder-Mounted Jets: It may seem odd to give her flight, but I do think it would keep her from needing to use her power on herself, circumventing a lot of the problems that would come with that. It’s even better since she could push her zero gravity objects around more easily.

Shoji-Shapeshifting Arms: This matchup is too perfect to skip out on. I want you to think about all the arms that Shoji can make. Now I want you to imagine all of them be able to shapeshift into any number of forms and appendages, each of which could be enhanced by "Dupli Arms".

Izuku-Super Regeneration: This is probably the most obvious pairing. If Izuku keeps destroying his body, just make it so he can grow back whatever damage he goes through. It’s basically what happened with Eri, just going at full blast without any real, long lasting consequences.

Momo-Tool Arms: While this does give Momo a more combat focused ability and let her use tools without burning through her fat reserves, I’m honestly more curious about the kinds of combinations she could pull off with it and "Creation", like building up new additions for the arms.

Bakugou-Shock Absorption: Not only does this offer Bakugou some much-needed defense, it pretty much makes his main drawback a non-issue. If this can take hits from All Might, some kickback from Bakugou’s explosions shouldn’t be an issue, even some of the stronger ones.

Shoto-Impact Recoil: This is again to cover up a student’s biggest weakness, in this case being Shoto’s poor personal defense and lacking in close range. This solves both problems and could have some interesting combinations with his heat powers, like turning the kinetic impact into a freezing attack.

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sharffffff · 1 year

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Night of scares

OCs featured:

Caelum Blackwood - Dark Type reserve gym leader

@neon--glitch 's Penny O'Hallow - Ghost Type reserve gym leader

Caelum was, as much as they didn't want to admit it, very excited for tonight. Ever since they've gotten an overly too formal email from Penny inviting them to this little scary story reading picnic in Machous forest park, they were working on a story that would be exciting yet not too scary for kids that would show up - after all, scaring seven to twelve year olds is only fun when they aren't scarred for life and only slightly spooked. Halloween shouldn't be a traumatic experience, after all.

Caelum didn't expect Penny to actually get enough courage to invite them to this picnic - after all, they've noticed her glances for a while now, and it seemed like she was somewhat nervous to approach them, probably due to her being quite new to this entire "reserve gym leader" thing, and Caelum being stuck in this position for more than 5 years now, not that they were complaining - Luna was the best gym leader they could've wanted to be a reserve to.

But Caelum had to hurry, since with them arranging something with a mutual friend of theirs and Penny's they were almost out of time to get the costume finished in time for the picnic. The costume was decided upon long before they were invited, so it might have not fit the theme of their scary story completely, but that wasn't going to stop them from using it. After all, Halloween is more about personal fun than about sticking to one single theme, isn't it?

With a quick glance in a mirror to make sure everything looked as perfect as it could, they called their absol, Malum, to them, and applied a few strokes of a safe red paint to his perfectly black fur before proceeding outside. Now, that Malum was matching their suit, they could finally go to Malchous - and just in time, they were almost late.

Caelum arrived at the entrance to Malchous park just as the clock hit 6pm - it was already beginning to get dark, perfect for a night filled with scary stories, but not so late that their main audience consisting mostly of school kids would miss it. Caelum knew they were almost late, but as they were entering the park they've noticed a familiar figure, now wearing a very big witch hat and exerting Halloween aesthetic.

"Hey, Penny! Sorry for being late, had to prepare some things for tonight. Hope it wasn't too much of a bother!" - Caelum shared a wide smile with Penny, finally being able to show off their costume to someone who might be able to appreciate it.

The costume was, from a quick glance, just a slightly weirdly shaped vampire cape, but as Caelum was moving their arms around it became obvious that it was supposed to look like yveltal's wings - and, honestly, it did look like them. The edges of the cape were attached to Caelum's arms, moving along with them, and the bottom side was quite similar to yveltal's tail. This suit was clearly well made, both in quality and in its ability to look just like someone wearing a vampire suit instead.

Penny, however, didn't seem to notice Caelum's costume at first, mostly being surprised at their presence here it all. It almost felt like she didn't expect them to show up, and she was quite nervous about them actually being here.

"H-hi! You didn't reply to the email and I didn't know whether to expect you or not... but I'm glad you came! W-will you be telling some spooky stories today too or are you here just to watch?" - Penny nervously laughed, clearly not quite sure how to act in this situation, and Caelum didn't quite blame her - they tried keeping quite an imposing presence wherever they came, and were actually quite enjoying when others felt too intimidated to approach.

"Of course I'll be telling some stories, I have one story in particular in mind - and you, actually, might really enjoy it. Has something to do with a mutual friend of ours." - Caelum gave Penny a mischievous smile, while receiving just a confused look from her in return, and pointed deeper into the park:

"Should we proceed or are you waiting on someone else? I think kids might be waiting for some spook, and I am willing to give them the scare that they crave."

Penny replied with a simple nod, clearly not quite comfortable around Caelum, but as soon as they approached the group of kids, who were enjoying themselves around a fire with some marshmallows on the sticks, her entire presence changed. She was fully in her element, confident and cracking jokes and sharing words with some of the kids, making faces and going fully in character with being a witch. Right now, right here, she was a witch and she was about to give those kids some of the scare that they so much wanted.

Penny was telling stories about dark forests and creatures that lurk within, tales about people lost and people found, yet different than they were before being lost, tales about fae folk and trickster pokemon, tales about being careful who to trust and the stories about origin of Halloween, about the wall between worlds being thinner than on any other day of the year, and about the importance of the monstrous disguise on this day in particular.

Children were thrilled with these stories and kept asking for more, but it started getting quite late and Penny, even if greatly enjoying herself, was clearly tired and almost out of stories to tell. So here, now, Caelum knew that it was their time to take the stage. They nodded to Penny, whispering "You did great" to her, and receiving a surprised look and a smile in return, and then proceeded to get in her place, before the kids, in front of the campfire, which lit up the reds in their costume to look almost like they were glowing on their own.

"This might be the last story for tonight, but don't worry, kids, since this one is different from the others. This one is most scary because it is completely true. You might question some parts of it, but I assure you, nothing I will tell you next will be a lie.

You all might know the big building not too far from here - the one your parents or guardians might tell you to keep away from, the one that always gives you chills when you look at it, the one just one ward north from here and across a long and scary bridge - the abandoned power plant.

Depending on whoever you ask, you will get different answers as to why it was abandoned. Some say that it was because it fell to ruin and repairing it would be too hard, some say that it was too far from the center of the city and that the new one, in Peridot ward, was just more effective - but those who reason like that are just lying to themselves. You and I, kids, we all know why in actuality it was abandoned, right? Have you guessed who my story tonight will be about?" - Caelum gave a quick glance to the group of kids around them, some of whom were getting somewhat tired of the long start to the story, but one of the girls has jumped up and shouted out "Shade!" with as much confidence as only a kid can have.

"You are, of course, correct. Shade, our elusive Ghost Type leader. All of you might have heard many stories about him, all differing in the amount of truth they have. I, however, will speak the truth, and only truth. My truth may be different from your truth, but I swear that none of the words that leave my mouth today will be a lie.

So who is Shade? Every person you ask will have a different answer to this question. Some will say that he's a ghost himself, and that's why he sticks with ghost types, others will claim that he is just a man who takes his act way too serious, and others yet say that he is just lingering memories of another world. And I have to admit, I don't have the exact answer to this question either, I don't know who he is - but I know what he is.

You will know he's around even before you have a chance to see him. You will feel the strong, cold wind, that cuts deep enough to chill you to your bones," - Caelum gave a quick, barely noticeable nod to a murder of murkrows on a nearby tree, and they started loudly cawing and flapping their wings, causing a wind to appear and almost out out the bonfire.

"And yet still, despite the wind, you will notice that everything around you is surrounded in a thick wall of almost impenetrable, primordial mist, like ones that can consume you whole and you will never be seen again," - with a quick press of a button hidden in one of the cape's wings a small smoke machine installed in the costume started working, pumping out a noticeable amount of mist, with kids expressions going from almost bored to worried and even scared.

"But of course, that is not all. All lights around you will begin to dim," - dark pulse from Malum straight into the campfire helped with it being left barely burning, - "And you will feel like you are being watched, his red eyes following your every step.

But those who have seen him on their own, of course, recall not just the eyes, not only his smoking black figure, no - they recall his smile. His wide, unnaturally white, smile, which chills you to the bone." - As Caelum was saying that, everyone who was looking directly at them could see a darkness gather behind their back, first gaining humanoid shape, then bright red eyes, and then, of course, the smile. Kids were frozen in fear, almost afraid to move, as Caelum continued, with wind rising to be stronger and mist getting thicker.

"Those who dare to go to his power plant during the halloween night are said to meet their darkest fears, be enchanted with visions of the worst possible futures, and scared out of their lives. Yet those who are brave enough to withstand that trial, who aren't afraid to meet their fears, are said to be rewarded for their bravery." - Shade behind Caelum continued to rise above the ground, his eyes following every single one of the kids at the exact same time, with Penny also looking almost worried. At this moment Caelum switched their voice to be deeper and raspier, and opened the wings of their cape to their fullest, with absol's cry sounding in a distance.

“Those who are brave enough, however, share: Their bravery did not go unrewarded, Those who weren’t by scary stories thwarted And have entered ghost leader’s lair

The things they saw in there have shook them But nonetheless they followed through And got rewarded for their bravery true They left that place with haul alluring

But be reminded that who seeks to enter: Do not mistake stupidity for courage For stupid will their fears encourage, Still going through and perishing like embers

While those who’re brave will listen to their fears And act carefully and only do what’s needed And will be to their rewards they treated Presented gifts for their unshed tears”

With these words Caelum closed their wings, completely putting the fire out for a second, with only creepy laughter sounding in the darkness and kids beginning to scream. A second later fire reignited, with Shade being gone from behind Caelum, and kids having an excited glow in their eyes.

"I recommend trying your bravery while you still can, before you have to go to bed for the night. After all, it is told that candies from Shade are the best ones you could ever have." - Caelum gave the group of kids in front of them a sneaky smile, and a bunch of them ran off, daring each other to go to abandoned power plant for candies and saying that they aren't afraid.

After all of them have dispersed, Caelum sighed and turned to Penny, feeling somewhat bad. "I feel like I could've done better, I am not the best at making stories up on the spot. At least my special effect were on point, with our mutual friend showing up to help. He has most probably already left, to accommodate to kids raiding his power plant, but he made my subpar story much better, don't you think?" - they gave Penny a weak smile, kinda embarrassed at not being as good at storytelling as they could've hoped to be.

"Are you kidding? You were great! A-and you even invited Shade? I-I didn't think he would even be interested in this sort of thing. I knew about him having this thing at the power plant every Halloween, but I never thought he would be into scary stories. E-even if he only appeared for such a short amount of time!" - Penny was visibly excited about what happened, and it made Caelum feel a bit better. They still thought that they could do better, but then again, kids just want to be scared, and it doesn't really matter how good the story was if they were scared in the end.

Maybe this night did go better than they thought it did. Maybe it was good enough.

#pokemon reborn #original character #shade #sharf's writing #i *will* headcanon shade as a halloween enjoyer and you won't be able to stop me #oc: caelum blackwood

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williamdecade · 2 years

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Okay let's try this again, I apologize for not posting on Sunday like I intended to, but what I plan or intend to do doesn't always work out that way, especially if I'm not able to focus mentally or if I'm physically exhausted or both. Thank you so much for your patience. I really don't know how many people read my page or if any actually do. I do this as being therapeutic for me and also in the hopes that someone out there will read about my experiences and maybe learn what not to do or be able to handle their situation better by learning what I do right or what I do wrong in most cases. If you've read most of what I posted you know that I tend to repeat myself and I also tend to just say what I think honestly which I think is always the best way even though honesty isn't well received by everybody. I want to thank everyone whoever you are Wherever You Are for checking in and reading what I write. Most of you should know by now that my grammar is not the greatest if at all and I have no sentence structure whatsoever, yes it would be very nice but I gave up on that sometime ago. So it's a Tuesday night 10:47 p.m. central and it's not the best time for me to post but since I've neglected to post since Sunday when I wanted to I'm doing that now. Most times when I'm thinking very clearly and able to post it's usually when I'm laying down and I'm too tired to get up to send it to computer and now that the internet has been cut off I'm forced to use the phone so it's a lot more difficult for me. It is September 13th I believe on a Tuesday and it's been 4 months since I've had any type of funds. As I may have mentioned before it was unexpected I received no warning from the family member that had been helping me and I had never really seeked public assistance since I became an adult because I was taking care of by family members and my sister recently passed away from cancer so her husband found no reason to continue to help me. Which means I have been unable to pay any bills to have money for any food or utilities. Yes it would have been better to see public assistance while I was in a better position years ago but I've never been on time for anything especially since I have cognitive problems and memory problems as far as also not being able to focus mentally most of the time, as they say I'm a day late and the dollar short. Soon after I realize that I was going to not get anymore help I sought out every type of Public Assistance I could apply for and now it's been 4 months and I am not receiving any help from anyone it seems that I'm in the category that's dead last as far as receiving public assistance and help. Let me explain a little further when they say there is help out there for everyone Perhaps it is but you have to be in the right place at the right time I'm in San Antonio Texas, and most of the organizations here have a specific type of person or group that they want to help, which means if you don't fit their narrative or match the category of Person of group that they want to help they will turn you down flat. In most cases they are looking for certain groups and types, this usually means family units, pregnant females, young mothers, families with children under 18, recovering alcoholics and or drug addicts Etc. This most commonly means that I don't fit in any of these categories and I'm not a minority so that counts against me also. Even though I'm a middle-aged male that has been sick my entire life and unable to work, in many cases government assistance and or private Charities are not in a hurry to help you. So when somebody tells you to your face that there's help for you out there that's not true not in every area of the country.

Unfortunately what I have been experiencing for the past 4 months is a stark reality for many that have no idea until they're in desperate need of help and assistance. Somehow I have been very fortunate enough to convince the electricity company and the water company to keep my services on for these four months I have begged them over the phone not to turn anything off because I am very ill and I can't do without water and electricity. I have been Frugal for years so I do everything I can to keep the bills low, but still if you have no funds to pay your bills it doesn't matter what amount they are.

Most likely at the beginning of October both my electricity and my water will be cut off, I may even not have a cell phone by then either if I can't come up with some funds to extend the time on my phone, it is a prepaid plan one of the cheap ones I don't have the unlimited everything I've never seen the justification for the cost, so I have used the cheapest best service so far that I see possible although there are some companies that are offering really great deals right now. And yes I do skip around on the subjects I apologize actually I also wanted to say that I think the reason both utility companies have allowed me to keep my services on is because many people are having problems for a lot of reasons inflation and the economy still recovering from covid Etc. Can I even say that one charity gave me a lead on a source to get my electricity paid and they refused to help me with my electricity because it was not turned off during the pandemic if my electricity had been turned off during the pandemic and then they would have helped me, see what I mean and fitting the narratives they don't want to help everybody they only want to help certain people.

I hope knowing this helps someone out there to try and be prepared even though many bad situations come without any warning at all. So now I'd also like to say that when you're trying for assistance a lot of them like to play the waiting game which means they act like a bank and they tell you get someone else to help you and if they help you then we will consider helping you too but until then there's nothing we can do for you and that's exactly what many of these public assistance and charity places do they want you to get help from somewhere else and then they will help you which makes no sense at all.

I am in the process of trying to apply for SSI social security and they want me to see a doctor currently I have not seen the doctor in over 4 years not because I'm not sick but because I don't have the money to see a doctor for some reason there's this misconception out there that poor people have free medical care and they're always seeing a doctor regularly and that's not true at all. I can't afford a doctor I have no Transportation I cannot take the bus anymore because I'm too ill having chf, congestive heart failure over the years has gotten worse and I suffer from chronic fatigue and sometimes I'm so exhausted I can't sit up at my desk, many times I'm walking or standing or sitting up which I can't do for extended periods of time and the exhaustion will hit me and I will have to lay down almost immediately. I do that probably more than a dozen times a day I do something for a few minutes and then I have to lay down. If I do anything past 20 or 30 minutes it becomes very difficult for me and most likely I will have to pay for it later by being so exhausted that I can't recover over a week or maybe longer. I will end this post now otherwise I will continue rambling on I'm going to take a break and I'm going to post more in a little while while I'm in the mood and able to do so, thank you so much for listening and remember if you can help by making a donation I really appreciate it.

#help emergency food medications illness pleaforhelp #illness rheumatic fever scarlet fever autoimmunedisease

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ficsandgiggles · 3 years

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How about 10 and/or 21 with one or both of our wives? 😉

Prank Backfire

I mean, I couldn’t not include both of our wives, it would be so wrong otherwise. This turned out super cute though!

You honestly had no idea what went through your head when you decided to prank the Black Widow and Scarlet Witch, the two people you looked up to as big sisters. But when you thought of the idea of cutting Wanda’s shirt into a crop top whilst she was napping and applying a fake unicorn tattoo onto Nat’s cheek when she was sleeping, you couldn’t resist.

But now, you were regretting it, as you were faced with the two Avengers now, and they did not look amused. You tried incredibly hard to hold back your laughter over how done they looked, but your amused expression did not crack them one bit.

“Believe us, Y/N, we’re gonna give you something to laugh about.” Wanda told you in a deep voice, but she couldn’t help but squeal with giggles when Nat scribbles into her bare belly, since she was still wearing the crop top.

“At least you look cute, I don’t know what you’re complaining about!” Nat commented before turning her attention back to you. “But yes, we need to get some revenge. Apologise, now.”

Part of you thought they were genuinely mad at you, but you could tell by the cheeky glint in their eyes that they were just playing around, so you remained stubborn, and even put a hand on your hip.

“Come over here and make me.” You reply, raising your eyebrow to really challenge them, curious to see what their next course of action is.

Wanda and Nat looked at each other before looking back at you, taking a step forward simultaneously. “We’ll give you five seconds to run.” Nat told you, giving you a poke to the side to prompt you to take those five seconds.

You gasp, immediately dashing away from the pair, you panic and hide in the most stupid place possible: behind the curtain which just reaches the floor in your bedroom.

Wanda and Nat chuckled to themselves as they heard your heavy feet pound above them, they easily followed you into your room, trying not to burst into laughter themselves as they saw your feet poking out from behind the curtain.

“Oh wherever could Y/N be?” Nat asked, but she quickly gave Wanda the signal to use her magic, she pulled the curtains open with her powers and Nat immediately tackled you down to your bed, sitting on your waist.

Your eyes widened as you then watched Wanda magically pin your arms above your head, before sitting herself behind Nat so she was facing your legs and feet.

“Guys… I said I was sorry!” You gasped out, already giggling nervously as you attempted your classic puppy eyed look towards Nat, who just reached back and squeezed Wanda’s sides, causing her to squeal.

“But, you never apologised in the first place!” Nat exclaimed. “Right, let’s get this revenge dished out.” She then announced, wasting no more time before she lifted your top up and blew a huge raspberry on your belly, deciding to just go straight for the kill.

That was the signal for Wanda to begin her torture too, as she went and squeezed up and down your thighs, occasionally drilling into a sensitive spot you had on your inner thigh.

You went wild, already screeching with laughter, clearly not expecting your two worst spots to be attacked so badly straight away. “NAHAHAHAHAH GUHUHUHUYS!” You screamed out, your legs thrashing about as they were the only limbs that were free.

“Sorry kiddo, but you ruined one of my favourite lounge tops!” Wanda exclaimed, squeezing into the spots above your knees, but she threw her arms back in a fit of giggles as Nat reached back and scribbles into Wanda’s sides. “Personally, I think Y/N has made that top better. It suits you.” Nat commented with a grin before suddenly turning back around and shaking her fingers into your belly.

“IM SOHOHOHORRY!” You laugh out, screeching as Nat blew yet another raspberry whilst squeezing rapidly into your hips. Neither woman had mercy as Wanda moved to sit on your ankles to skitter her long nails up and down your feet. This was partially due to wanting to get to another spot, but mostly to get away from Nat’s random attacks.

“Hmm… I don’t think we forgive you just yet.” Nat replied, now using her knuckles to shake into your ribs, drilling in both on the bone and in between, up and down both sides, causing you to screech out with laughter, this was pure torture.

“GUHUHUHUYS PLEHEHEHEASE I CAHAHAHANT-“

“Sure you can! We believe in you!” Wanda cheered you on as she gently scribbled her fingers into your toes, watching as they wriggled around.

“Yeah Y/N! Don’t doubt yourself!” Nat agreed, blowing one more raspberry on your belly before letting up and pulling your shirt down. She then turned to Wanda and scribbled into her belly. “Come on, give poor Y/N a break!” She told her, smirking as Wanda squealed with giggles and rolled off your ankles.

“Ahahahalright!” She giggled, wrapping her arms around her belly as she turned to face you, pouting. “So, have you learnt your lesson?” She asked you, raising her eyebrows but chuckling as soon as you nodded quickly. She released you from her powers which allowed Nat to pull you into a cuddle.

“It’s a good thing we love you, you’re too cute to not get away with these cheeky pranks.” Nat told you as she poked your nose. You giggled and scrunched your nose up as Wanda joined in the cuddle, deciding to pull up Netflix on your tv as the three of you cuddled for the rest of the evening and watched your favourite show.

#avengers tickle #avengers tickle fic #mcu tickle #mcu tickle fic #marvel tickle #marvel tickle fic #ticklish!reader #ler!nat #ler!wanda #ticklish!wanda

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has-gilgamesh-doneanythingwrong · 3 years

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How will Caster Gil’s s/o cope with his bad sleeping habits?

Hello anon, thank you for the request. Actually, yeah. I wonder about that too. I did once read an incredible one about a similar topic of Caster Gilgamesh being overwhelmed, which is also a great read!

All right, I'll give it my best ;3

Also Caster Gilgamesh is such a mood to the culture of overwork tbh, it make me feel kinda sad.

S/O Dealing with Caster Gilgamesh's Bad Sleeping Habits

- It had been months, if not almost an entire year since Caster Gilgamesh had taken a proper night's rest.

- He was up long before the cockerel crowed at the crack of dawn, and would remain that way- for even longer than the most nocturnal of night owls.

- In other words, he was working himself to DEATH.

- Whenever you'd visit, to assuage his doubts and reassure him that it's fine if he takes a nap; Caster responds with a simple "I do not require your concern. It is my duty as a king to work peerlessly to ensure that the buffoons' operating within Chaldea do not scrimp upon their duties." Although his words are harsh, what he really means is that he doesn't want you to worry about him. Just having you visit is more than enough.

- However, for you- who has to witness Gilgamesh running himself ragged on a daily basis- such words do naught to appease the doubt gnawing within your chest.

- Often finding yourself in bed alone, your only signal as to Gilgamesh's presence would be when his entire body would flop onto the bed at only the ungodliest hours of night. Not even sparing the time to materialize into a set of pyjamas, he would instantly fall asleep; decked in his regular gear and all!!

- Worried for his health, you'd often help out by removing his shoes (yep he didn't even remove those!!) and sliding his body over so that he could sleep soundly under the bed covers (he didn't even bother to tuck himself in). Sometimes, you'd even have to apply plasters to wounds or even place hot flannels on his face to regulate his temperature. That's how bad he was at taking care of his health.

- You even went as far as to carefully place his stone tablets by the bedside table, due to his overwhelmingly bad habit of literally taking his work to bed with him.

- When Caster Gilgamesh regains enough energy to resume his regular toil for the day, he's secretly moved by how you put in the effort to tuck him in every night. Softly kissing the temple of your forehead, he whispers his gratitude in your ear- only then to sigh once he realizes that you purposely put his tablet in the wrong area gain. "Honestly, this mongrel..."

- The truth is, you're struggling. Not only is he as stubborn as an ox whenever you or others try to negotiate with him, but he won't let anybody help him either! And to top things off, you missed his company greatly. Strangely enough, the two of you did most of your bonding during missions and events (because during those times he'd either be on a rare vacation or assist you for his daily work instead); which meant that you had barely any room at all for couple time!!!

- Tomorrow was a Saturday, which meant that he would be off for the weekend. In other words, it was the perfect time to confront him-once and for all! Resolve steeled within your heart; you prepared yourself for an extremely long night.

- Caster Gilgamesh is GOBSMACKED once he returns to his room. Usually, you'd be fast asleep when he enters. But this time, you had prepared a massive surprise for him. Softly glowing candles were lined across the rooms, illuminating it within a serene light; as the healing scent of lavender embraced the room. In your hands, you had none other than a massager and relaxing ASMR binaural CD set (of whales swimming in the sea) to help Gilgamesh relax to.

- He won't say it aloud, but to come home to a feat like this means a great deal to him.

- Although he is weary, his red eyes flicker with a slight ebb of amusement; as he gathers enough energy to smile. "What possesses you to be roaming around at the witching hours of night, mongrel? Has being on your lonesome made you that eager to embrace your king?"

- Your deadpan reply of "FUCK YES." leaves him utterly startled, to the point where he has to hide an enormous blush- blossoming wildly around his ears. "But look, Gilgamesh. As you're probably on the verge of passing out right now, let me make this quick." As he shrugs off his mini jacket (?)-your hands softly massaging the tight muscles rippling through his back-you finally begin to speak.

- You explain to him that although you understand that he has to work, it would be nice if he could stop overworking; both for his sake and also so that you could spend some more time together as a couple as well. As he often spent the weekends between many groups of people, the two of you barely spent any time on your lonesome.

- "I cannot adhere to such a request. What ails Chaldea ails me in turn, hence why I must continue to toil. Mongrel. I request that you do not press the matter any further. Nonetheless, I shall reward you greatly for the honor you have bestowed upon me tonight. I do adore the delightful little sounds those whales make." Caster Gilgamesh refuses to budge, his words bearing upon your heart like a heavy stone. As he sighs with bliss at your massage skills, you struggle to hold back the tears pricking your eyes.

- It is a long, and lonely night. Staring up at the ceiling as Gilgamesh snores softly by your side, you frown. Was this it, after all? Was this what could possibly break the two of you up?!! Such worries made it all but impossible to enjoy a good night's rest.

- The weekend passes as usual, with the two of you mainly hanging out with separate groups. The heavy weight drowning your heart- like a rock sinking beneath the tumultuous waves of the sea- only heightens in intensity.

- That is until Gilgamesh shocks you in return with a surprise of his own?!!!

- Seated atop your bed at a time as early as 10PM (omg), Caster Gilgamesh apprehends you with a brilliant grin. "Ah, so you have finally decided to bestow your presence before me. Sit." Patting the space beside him with an energy much unlike his usual worn-out countenance, you can't believe your eyes. "Why do you stare at me so? Didn't I tell you that yesterday's activities were much to my liking already?!" A compliment. Yet another rare miracle had occurred.

- As soon as you sit beside him, expression as surprised as pikachu's own; he sidles towards you, a devious grin plastered on his face, as he wraps both arms around you. "Mongrel." Cradling his face against the crook of your neck, his breath lightly fans your face. "Wherever you wish to go, I shall take you there. All you need to do is say the word."

- "?!!" His riddle confuses you to no end. When you ask him what the hell he means by that, he slaps a palm to his forehead in agony.

- "Fool, what do you not understand?! I am professing my desire to take a much-needed rest, just as you suggested!" A blush yet again seeps through his features, for the most unfathomable reason. "After managing to delegate certain responsibilities by placing them on the shoulders of some rather, well, unusually...proficient mongrels; I now have the week off. I shall also be able to return to my quarters at earlier intervals on the odd occasion." As he revealed his true intentions, actual mirth warmed his expression; as you stared back in awe.

- He had heard your advice, and was actually taking it to heart?! "B-but I thought you said...I swear you said..." Your mouth flaps, pure stupefaction taking over your features. You were certain that he wasn't up for negotiation, so what lead to such a change in heart?

- "It would be unbecoming of me not to pay attention to the mongrel yapping at my heels." In Gilgamesh language, this meant that he actually wanted to spend some time with you as well. "Do not be so presumptuous, I shan't cease all work. However, I can archive more time for more... mundane activities, I suppose. I am simply repaying yesterday's favor." How bashful a reply this was!!

- As you thanked him, eagerly talking about the places you wanted to visit by his side and the things you wanted to do for your first ever couple's holiday, one could daresay state that a rather warm feeling radiated within his chest no way would he admit to that.

- It's a good thing you spoke to him about it. This time, he'll try to fit in some more time for the sake of his own health and for you, as well. not like he'll admit that though

#caster gilgamesh #asks #anon #my writing #gilgablog #fate series #fgo #THIS ALMOST BECAME A FULL FANFIC LMAO I HAD TO STOP THERE

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yong-bokk · 3 years

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all in ¹

pairing: special agent ! han jisung x reader

genre: frenemies to idiots to lovers fluff with a dash of sad

warnings: mentions of drug dealing and someone got shot

u are !! angry !!

scratch that

u are ヽ(｀⌒´メ)ノFURIOUS!!! ヽ(｀⌒´メ)ノ

ur pen magically disappeared from your pen holder. AGAIN

and this time it’s the new carrot-shaped one you just bought

٩( •̀ㅇ•́ )۶ ٩( •̀ㅇ•́ )۶ ٩( •̀ㅇ•́ )۶

u don’t need to be a detective to figure out the culprit behind this

bc it’s who else other than,,,,

“HAN JISUNG”

hyunjin, putting on his earphones: “here we go again”

“yes, love?”

GOD u wish u could wipe that cute stupid smile off his cute face

“STOP. STEALING. MY PENS.”

(○｀д´)ﾉｼ Σ(っﾟДﾟ)っ

u’re going to sue chan

why chan, u ask

bc “bickering with han jisung daily” was definitely not part of the contract he gave u when u decided to join the skz criminal investigation division

but here u are

shooting glares at the special agent sitting at his table across yours, filling in paperwork with your carrot pen

and that’s just how everyday is

he teases you all the time and takes ur things

you take revenge by stealing from his ‘secret’ lollipop stash

“STOP. STEALING. MY CANDIES.”

you, popping one into your mouth: “i literally don’t know what you’re talking about, love”

(ง •̀_•́)ง “u come near my babies again and i’ll FIGHT u”

he says that

but jisung always buys more of your favourite flavour

he'd rather quit than admit that to you though !!

the two of you bicker 24/7

and everyone else just wants you two to shut up and kiss

i mean

it’s not like u two hated each other or anything

hate is a strong word

and deep down the two of u know it’s all just friendly banter

and u know this because

there was this one time

u had to stay up late to catch up on the biggest pile of paperwork u’ve been procrastinating on

at god-knows-what-o’clock u decided to rest ur eyes

just close them for a couple of minutes,, right? (◍ᐡᐤᐡ◍)

wrong!

u ended up closing them for a good HOUR before waking up and realising that u

one: did NOT finish the pile of work u promised chan u’d hand him that day

and two: overslept and is most definitely very, very late to a very important meeting

u wanted to cry but fuck u didn’t even have the TIME to cry

just when u thought ur day couldn’t get worse

it suddenly rained hard when u were just 5 minutes away from the office

( ◞‸◟)

sorry reader

that day was just /not/ ur day

u stepped into the office shivering like one of minho’s kittens after a bath, drenched from head to toe and creating mini puddles wherever u stand

u barely sat down when jisung threw something at u

honestly u were about to yell at him but then u saw

?????

he threw u his hoodie

and sweatpants

and also the warmest towel

and u just sat there staring at him bc ur last half of a braincell was: surprised

“hurry up and go change before u catch a cold, dummy”

u would’ve smacked him for calling u a dummy on any other day

but u made ur way to the restroom and changed

jisung’s hoodie felt way better than the soaked dress shirt you had on

it he smelled nice too

u’ll never know how chaotic his heart became when he saw u waddle back to ur desk looking like the absolute love of his life in his clothes

han jisung on the outside: ₍ᐢ._.ᐢ₎

han jisung on the inside: ⁄(⁄ ⁄>⁄ ㅅ⁄<⁄ ⁄)⁄ AKJSDFSDFASKDJ

u also don’t know this but han went to chan that day and asked him to let u off the hook for being late that day

he also asked for half of your paperwork

but this one u found out

bc u bumped into him walking towards chan’s office holding a stack of paper with a bright yellow post-it on top of it

and your name written on said post-it

“is that,,, my paperwork?”

…………

“,,,,no?”

“han jisung”

“alrightyeahmaybe…..”

“u-u did my paperwork for me?” (˃̣̣̥^˂̣̣̥`)

“don’t think too much of it, i was uh- i was just bored WAIT WHY ARE U CRYINGKSJDF”

that was a one-time thing

but yeah u definitely don’t hate jisung

and u’re pretty sure he doesn’t hate u too

even if u purposefully annoy each other on a daily basis

“i hate paperwork”

“yn if u say that one more fucking time i SWEAR-”

“u’ll do it for me?” (◕ᴗ◕`)

“U WISH”

:(((((

hyunjin: “okay shut up lovebirds. i have good news and bad news, which one do u want to hear first”

“good….?”

“good news !! you don’t have to do paperwork”

＾ワ＾) “and why is that?”

“bang chan is assigning u on another undercover case”

“that’s not bad news hyun-“

“-with jisung”

＾ワ＾) ?????!?!???!?!?!WHAT

u physically can’t even be together with jisung for longer than 2,5 seconds without start bickering with each other

what does he MEAN chan is assigning u two on an undercover case

“which part of ‘i’m assigning u and jisung on an undercover case’ do u not get”

“IT’S LIKE U DON’T EVEN KNOW US CHAN”

“listen . it’s a one-shot mission and i’m sure the two of u won’t fuck up. me assigning two of my best agents for this case is a well-thought decision”

( ´•︵•` )

ok so the case

a new club recently opened in town

and it’s currently the most popular one bc the owner is a very famous millionaire and has his famous guests over all of the time

however

there has been a couple of reports asking the officials to check for some suspicious activities going on inside

the reports seemed valid considering how details from different sources matched with each other

but the police can’t just barge in and do a thorough check

bc the one who owns the club is kind of a big deal

so ;—;

u and jisung

dressed up in the prettiest fanciest celebrity-like fits u own

in u go

it didn’t take the two of u long before u gathered up information

all u had to do now is catch them in the act and get rock solid evidence

it was supposed to be a simple fishy drug trade in a very fancy club’s private bathroom

from one of the stalls u got clear view of everything happening

but u weren’t paying attention

one second u were done sending the pictures to hyunjin

the next second u heard jisung yell ur name and suddenly someone’s on the ground ( ｡ _ ｡ )

turns out that someone barged in, attempting to shoot u but jisung got to him first

but they both didn’t miss

jisung took a bullet to his shoulder instead of u

from then on

ur body autopiloted and everything else was a blur

u helped him apply pressure on the wound as u requested help

guilt swallowed u whole when u saw him wince a little bc he thought u weren’t looking :((

the ambulance came and chan and hyunjin followed not long after

u just let them move jisung onto the stretcher and followed silently, not letting go of his hand

:(( jisung thinks seeing u like this hurts more than his wound does

“it’s okay, i’m okay. it’s not ur fault, yn”

he gave u a smile and squeezed ur hand but u know he’s just saying that bc he doesn’t want u to feel bad and worry

if it weren’t for bang chan asking u to stay for a couple of statements,

u would’ve gotten into the ambulance with jisung

(๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑)

but u went to the hospital right after

u waited outside during the surgery and u saw him for a little while when he was still asleep

u haven’t seen him again since then

the next few days jisung was in the hospital, everything felt so… empty

the office felt so empty without jisung

u didn’t even know why u kept staring at his table

it wasn’t like he was going to pop out of nowhere

but (´•̥ ᵔ •̥`) u wish he would

hyunjin followed u everywhere and made sure to drag u away from paperwork for breaks and lunch

felix made u ur favourite batch of cookies in hopes u’ll cheer up

lee know even came in with two bags full of ur favourite snacks

“he’s not dead, yn”

but u know he was worried too

the office was just so gloomy without jisung

u can’t believe u’re saying this but u miss him

u miss bickering with him

u miss his stupid laugh when u yell out his name

u’d even let him steal all ur good pens if it means he’s going to be okay and come back

by the end of the week, chan finally had enough

“yn u know u can’t keep doing this to urself”

“do what”

“come on, if there was one thing u hate the most it’s paperworks and u've been throwing urself into that without a single complaint.. it’s honestly quite concerning”

･o･ “u… called me in bc i wasn’t complaining about paperworks?”

“we both know why u’re here >: and i’m not talking to u as ur chief, i’m talking to u as a friend >: ”

……..

“i just miss him so much…. and it’s my fault, chan, it’s my fault he got hurt like that and he kept saying that he’s okay but-“

u felt bad for bursting out to chan like that but he was the one who cornered u first so >:

u walked out of chan’s office eyes puffy and although the others probably heard, u still hoped they don’t see u like this

u were about to dash for the restroom and hide there until ur eyes de-puff but

“i didn’t know u’d miss me this much”

???

?!@#$*(!@#$)!&@#%

u whipped ur head so fast and there han jisung was wearing his cute stupid smile

normally u would’ve thought of a snarky comeback already

but seeing him there right in front of u after a whole jisungless week

and after ur little breakdown session with chan

u couldn’t help but burst into tears again and hugged him like he was going to disappear if u didn’t hold him tight enough ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚

jisung bit his lip to hold back a wince but couldn’t help and let out a little hiss when u bumped into the bandage on his shoulder

“i-i’m sorry”

u pulled away a little feeling bad for hurting him but he had u in his arms once again, holding u just as tight

“i’m perfectly fine, see? i’m not going anywhere, u can’t get rid of me that fast”

(´ •̥◡•̥ `) jisung smiled so wide when he heard ur tiny giggle

his babey ! no longer sad !

god knows how long the two of u stayed there hugging

until u heard someone clear their throat

that someone being chan

“i’m sorry but can u hug somewhere else, i really need to go”

bonus:

“wait u’re already discharged from the hospital?” (• . • ?)

“i heard u missed me and i can’t let my baby miss me any longer”

“han jisung-“

“i mean, i can’t say i didn’t miss u too-“

“U STILL HAVE UR HOSPITAL BRACELET ON U DID U RUN AWAY?????!!!!”

“……..i? discharged? myself?”

hhhHHHHhhhhh

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ghostbustermelanieking · 3 years

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some thoughts on mag 200

i’ve been having trouble articulating this, but i wanted to get some thoughts down on mag 200, and the ending of tma as a whole, now that i’ve heard the finale twice and had some time to process it all. putting this under a cut in case people don’t wanna see it -- there’s gonna be a lot of praise here, but also some legit criticism. this is a way to sort through my feelings more than anything else.

first off, relistening to the finale, and sitting on it for a while, has made me feel a hell of a lot better about the whole thing. the episode comes off a lot better when you’re not vibrating with fear and anticipation, in my opinion. the final statement was very fitting and cool -- not my favorite ever, but i can appreciate it a lot as a final closing for the fears. and i don’t have an ear for soundscaping but the sound in that statement was cool as hell. the jonah magnus gets fucking murdered scene is incredibly satisfying. a lot of other people have said this, but i love that jon finally got his revenge, and was able to lash out against jonah for all the years of manipulation and beng used, and for tim and sasha and everything else. that was perfect. i genuinely thought we might not get a scene like this after 193 but i am so glad we did. incredibly satisfying. the girls made it out!! i am very glad that they’re ok and moving on and seem to be leaning on each other. (By God I Will Wring Found Family Out Of This Podcast If It Kills Me.) and the admiral’s okay. love that

and the jonmartin ending. oh my god. while i was never the biggest fan of the possibility of martin having to kill jon, the way it went down was so painful and good. i loved that final scene. i love the ambiguity -- that they might have died but maybe they didn’t, maybe they’re all right and happy and we can decide for ourselves -- i love that i got exactly what i wanted, that i get to have my cake and eat it too, all the angst of a jmart death and still the possibility of happiness... i am going buckwild. i love it. the longer i spend with this ending, the happier i am with it. i really really loved it

on another note... i do have some reservations about the finale and the season as a whole. i understand peoples’ irritations with the finale, and while i’m trying to focus on the things i did like, i definitely have some irritations. for one, i definitely wish the finale had been longer. i would’ve loved to see more of what wtgfs and basira were doing, and the actual lighting of the archives, etc. and while i completely understand why the scene at the panopticon went as quickly as it did -- it comes off very much as wild, frantic impulse in the heat of the moment where they’re in danger and trying to protect each other -- i do wish it had gone a little slower.

in my mind, the biggest issue in season 5 ended up being pacing. and this might be a personal preference thing -- there’s a lot of things within the show that i don’t personally vibe with, but i don’t necessarily think they’re badly written. but i do think season 5 was slow. and while slow things can certainly work in a certain context (season 4 comes off wildly slow til you listen to 160), i wish more of what actually happened in season 5 had been baked into the end game. the season felt like it had a lot of filler, which drives me mildly crazy, because the end game feels rushed and i don’t think it NEEDED to be. i liked a lot of what season 5 did -- there’s some impeccable episodes, the character interactions are weirdly lighter and softer than they have been in previous seasons, and i wouldn’t trade a lot of the things that it’s given us (all the jonmartin interactions, jon and georgie briefly rebuilding their friendship, martin and melanie friendship, wtgfs scenes and intimacy, backstory, lore, etc) for anything. but i do think it could’ve been structured and paced a little differently. i also think it could’ve given some more screentime to the character stuff we got from episodes like 161, 170, 186, 190, 191, 192, 199... i absolutely love both martin centric monologue episodes, but i hate that we didn’t get anything like that for jon. (or for melanie or georgie or basira...) the best episodes of the season, imo, are the ones that broke from traditional form of domain statement domain, and the ones that focused in hard on backstory, lore, character introspection, character interaction... i wish we had more of this.

when it comes to the jonmartin arc... i know this has been a point of contention with a lot of people, but i don’t hate it at all. maybe it’s just because i relistened to the majority of the season back in january, but a lot of the more grating moments that seemed large week to week (martin pressuring jon to smite people, the disagreements they had earlier in the season, jon using martin as bait in 176, etc etc) come off a lot more minor when you’re binging. personally, relistening to act i made those interactions come off as things they were struggling with through continued support and reassurance. there were absolutely things i wanted addressed, especially with the “kill bill arc” -- the disagreements early in the season, and how it seemed to turn on its head in the argument they have in 194. (i didn’t like martin blaming jon for the kill bill arc and i was hoping it would get brought up.) i also wanted to see a discussion of martin going with annabelle in 194 -- i wasn’t really ever mad at martin for doing it, but i did want to see them talk it out.

but! after relistening to 200, i think i have a better handle on why that couldn’t have happened. martin goes behind jon’s back to go with annabelle and they don’t talk about it; jon goes behind martin’s back to sabotage the plan everyone agrees on in order to prevent the fears from spreading. if they’d had a big talk about trust, and working through martin going off with annabelle, and then jon turned around and did the same thing, more or less... it would’ve completely soured that discussion. jon and martin needed to be in a place of discourse for this ending to work.

honestly, the more i’ve thought about this final JM arc, the better i feel about it. sure, jon and martin are in a bad place, and they’ve gone behind each other’s backs and been somewhat selfish, but i don’t think this ruins their relationship. for one, martin’s break in trust comes from a place of wanting to save jon and the world. and for another, jon genuinely feels he is doing the right thing, making a decision he can live with. (i have my own opinions as to how ethical jon’s decision was, but that’s another post. and i think the muddy ethics of this ending are on purpose -- it’s horror, a genre that often doesn’t offer ethical decisions.) their final decisions and final moments come from a place of love and protectiveness, and they change their decisions for the other. they still love each other, through all of it. i don’t think these late stage betrayals equivalate jonmartin necessarily being doomed as a couple (not that anyone has said that, but it’s worth saying). and i think it’s important to remember that this is still a relatively new relationship. it existed for approximately three weeks before the literal apocalypse, and it’s been under an immense amount of stress, as well as the constant fear that one or both of them would die. (which they did.) i’m not saying that excuses certain things they’ve said or done, but i am saying i don’t think the relationship is doomed. i think, if jon and martin have survived, they’ll need to work through things. they’ll need to talk it all out. and they’ll be able to! they’ll heal from this one way or another. the tragedy isn’t that jonmartin is doomed, or toxic. it’s that these moments of betrayal are what dooms them. and the beautiful undercurrent of it all is that they still manage to come together, and make decisions that mean they stay together. and that wherever they are, they’re still together.

all in all, i don’t think season 5 has been perfect, and i can make my peace with that. (tma’s worst is a hell of a lot better than most shows’ best.) (i also think it might be worth considering how covid could have affected certain aspects of how the season was written -- pandemics are stressful, and i can’t imagine what it’s like to finish an enormous, in the works for years project like this in the middle of that. personally, i’m impressed they’ve managed to finish the show through all of this and keep it to a similar quality.) i think critiques are valuable and worth discussing. and i think plot aspects aside, there are several other critique related things that could be brought up about this season that people have articulated much better than i ever could. but i also, personally, want to walk away from the show feeling satisfied. i tend to be weirdly positive about things i love (the x files finale was horrendous, but i managed to get to a place where i was happy with it, for example), and i think that applies here -- even more so because i really did love so many aspects of that finale. i don’t necessarily want to linger in my own mind over what i disliked, especially considering the show is over. although i did want to air out my thoughts.

i still love this show. i loved a lot of episodes this season, frustrations aside. season 5 will forever be my only live tma experience, and it got me through one of the worst years of my life, and i am very grateful for this. i genuinely did just want to air out my thoughts and get them all down on paper. these are just my opinions -- i don’t want to criticize anyone who feels differently about the finale, or the season as a whole. everyone’s opinion is their own.

i feel a lot, lot better about mag 200, to the point of genuinely loving it. i hope my appreciation only grows as i get further from that frenzied first day and have more time to sit with it. and i can’t wait to see all the art and read all of the amazing fics that are going to come out of this ending (and write some of my own). it’s been a wild ride. i’m glad i was here for it.

#tma #the magnus archives #mag 200 #tma spoilers #tma negative #not too strong i dont think but just in case #this might be completely incoherent lol but i wanted to get it down

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wtf-yoongi · 4 years

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“I need one of those baths”

pairing | yoongi x reader

genre/warnings | literally how can giving a bath to yoongi have any warnings except for it’s 100% fluff and i’m 100% soft

words | 2,576

note | i had this idea and i’m sorry in advance oh man

Your head instinctively turns.

The TV is on. You’re sitting down with your legs close to your body when you hear a sharp noise coming from the door. You know it all too well – it’s Yoongi’s keychain hitting the wooden door with the many other keys he just has to carry around with him.

From the moment he walks through the door, you know it’s been one of those days. His hair is sticking to his forehead a little bit and he’s carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. Even more so than usual.

It’s that time of the year again. Deadlines are almost here.

You know that not just because he casually mentioned it like it was nothing a few weeks ago, but also because of the way his shoulders don’t really fit into his usual posture and he seems to push every single body cell to just drag himself to the sofa and collapse next to you.

You notice there are little pen stains on his fingers that he couldn’t wash away.

“So I’m guessing it was a productive day at work,” you start slowly, waiting for an affirmative response. “It’s past 10 p.m.”

“I guess you could say that,” he says with his eyes closed, his voice small and calm despite looking like he just crossed the whole desert to come home. “I’m sorry for being so late, but there’s still some adjustments and…”

“How much time left now?”

“Ah, a couple more days, I guess… Until we have to send some things for them to hear.” Yoongi moves his body slightly, trying to make himself more comfortable. “I don’t wanna talk about that, I’m sick of talking about work.”

He laughs lightly at his own statement and opens his eyes, right hand looking for yours. When Yoongi finds it, he immediately intertwines your fingers and brings them closer to his chest.

“I need to ask you something, though.”

This guy has plans. You nod your head for him to go on.

“I need one of those baths,” he confesses in a very low voice and a small smile appears on his lips. He knows you know what he’s talking about.

“Wanna spend the bath card so early in the month?” You ask with a raised eyebrow. “Must be serious.”

“It is,” he agrees. “Very serious indeed. Literally, the whole next album depends on this.”

“I thought you said it was almost finished,” you scoff, turning your whole body in his direction.

“Yeah, but the finishing touches are like the icing on the cake, I can’t mess it up now or everything will be ruined.”

You both laugh lightly, almost as if you’re trying not to wake up someone sleeping right next to you.

“I’m so tired, and tense, and stressed out from work, I just need it now,” he tries to convince you, kissing your knuckles for better effect.

Even if it is supposed to sound exaggerated, you know with a heavy heart that it is actually true. He’s just making fun of his own misery as he usually does. It’s a self-defense mechanism.

“Come on, it’s my bath card, I can use it wherever I want.”

“Yeah, and a week after this you’ll forget you’ve used it already and ask for a bath again.”

Yeah, that has happened, like, a thousand times before.

“Can’t I just get an advance from the months I won’t be home?”

“You’re getting advances for as long as I can remember, how is that fair to me? I don’t get advances ever.”

“I’ll give you ten baths before going on tour, I promise,” he holds onto your hand a little bit tighter and smiles again. “Please, I just need it.”

You take a deep breath and close your eyes, faking an annoyance you both know it’s not there. You love giving him baths – it’s just one of those intimate things that no one knows about. It’s like waking up in the morning and lazily dragging yourself closer to him as he whines a little bit from wanting to sleep more and not be disturbed, but welcomes you in his arms anyway; or Yoongi brewing coffee and serving you a mug exactly as you like it even though he doesn’t and could never understand how you take your coffee with one and a half teaspoons of sugar (“it’s disgusting, you’re ruining it by trying to make it sweet”).

Without saying a word, you’re the first to move, reaching for the remote to turn the TV off and leave the sofa, dragging Yoongi by the hand he is already holding. When you look behind you, he’s still moving his feet like he doesn’t really want to move his feet at all, but at least he has a shy smile on his face – the smile of contained victory.

Upon entering the bathroom, you leave him for a moment to open the hot water tap on the bathtub and check the temperature until it becomes warm so can you can close drain. Meanwhile, Yoongi is slowly but surely moving his hands to reach for his toothbrush.

“You wanna wash your hair?” You ask casually, picking up the products from where they usually stay inside the shower. Looking over at Yoongi, he slowly nods, so you pick up his shampoo and conditioner too.

Looks like he’s going to fall asleep at any moment now.

You move over to him as he just finishes wiping his lips to get rid of the leftover toothpaste. He looks so soft and sleepy you just can’t resist leaving a kiss there when you get close enough to start stripping him out of his day clothes. Everything is so calm and natural it’s almost like you rehearsed it a thousand times – and you kind of actually did if you count the times this has happened in the past.

“If you fall asleep in the water, I’m gonna have to wake you up and you don’t like that,” you warn him with a smile, one he promptly, but lazily mirrors. “I don’t want you mad at me so you better keep yourself at least 10% awake.”

Yoongi nods slowly again while he helps you free his body of the ripped jeans. “I’ll do my very best.”

As soon as he’s in the water, you turn the tap to slow the flow. There’s a bath cup you bought for the only purpose of helping you give baths to Yoongi and that’s the first thing you reach for to aid you in bringing the warm water to his shoulders. He immediately drops his head in front of him and you can almost feel the tension starting to leave his body.

“Yeah, I really needed that,” he admits, taking a deep breath. “Thanks.”

“I didn’t even shampoo your hair yet,” a small laugh leaves your lips and you lean in to kiss his left shoulder. “I’m sorry about work, I know it’s too much sometimes.”

“It’s part of the deal,” he simply says, and you finally pour enough water to wet his hair. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. How cliché is that?”

“Ninety seven percent cliché,” you agree, picking up some shampoo in your hands to start massaging it into his hair. “But it’s true.”

“How do you think my hair is holding up after being bleached yet again?” He suddenly asks, mocking the state of his own hair. It’s not even a joke anymore, it just needs a break.

“Definitely holding on for dear life,” you both laugh on queue. “Not as bad as last time, though, I think this new shampoo is helping with something.”

“Yeah, I don’t know what it is, but it doesn’t feel as bad.” Yoongi inhales deeply, really enjoying the moment. “I love it when you wash my hair, you do it better than anyone else.”

“This is the epitome of idol who doesn’t even know how to wash his hair anymore because other people do it for him,” you mock him, taking your soapy hand and touching his face with it.

He turns to stare at you with the most unbelievable smile. “It was supposed to be a compliment, you know?” He moves his hand to his face to wipe it off. “You do everything better than anyone in the team… But I think my opinion is biased.”

“Oh, really?” You ask with an unsurprised voice.

“Yeah, because you sleep in my bed and there are things you do that no one else in our team does to me.”

“Well, good to know, I guess?”

You smile and keep working on his hair for a few minutes before asking him to close his eyes so you can rinse it properly. Next, you apply the conditioner in silence, turn the tap off completely and move on to scrub his back with that grapefruit-scented thing he loves too much. You can feel him starting to lean forward a little bit.

“Hey, don’t sleep on me,” you try to get his attention and Yoongi soon scratches his eyes. “Just a few more minutes, huh?”

Yoongi slowly turns his head to look at you while you soak the sponge with more water. “Could this last forever?”

“Your fingertips would turn into a pudding and the water would become cold and you would have a sore throat. And all of that in less than 17 minutes,” you smile at him as he pouts. “Come on, wash the rest of your body while I do your back.”

Yoongi is not exactly satisfied with it, but he does as you instruct and moves his hand to reach for the body soap while you massage his shoulders. He isn’t lying, he is tense. You try your best to relieve some of it and all of a sudden he corrects his posture to crack his spine.

He laughs at your look of horror.

You absolutely hate it when he does that. It sounds like he is going to break into two completely separate pieces.

“Ah, that felt nice,” he fully smiles now, knowing pretty well how you feel about that.

You don’t open your mouth to give him the satisfaction of a reply. Instead, you just move your hand to rinse the conditioner – and his shoulders in the process. Only a few minutes pass before you’re standing up again to grab a towel.

Opening your arms, you spread the towel to welcome him in. When he stands up, you immediately press the towel against his chest, then shoulders, then arms, only stopping when his still wet hands reach for your face. Yoongi leans in for a sweet and delicate kiss.

He doesn’t say anything – and, honestly, he doesn’t really have to. The way he holds your face in his hand protectively and looks into your eyes are probably worth hours upon hours of deep conversation. Nothing needs to be said anymore at this point, so he just moves his hands to circle around your whole body in a tight embrace.

You can’t count the moments you stand in the same position, but long enough so that his hair is dripping on your white oversized shirt, wetting the left side of your hair as well. His body is now growing cold even in the warm bathroom.

“You should get dressed,” you suggest, not having enough courage to actually move.

“I think I folded that t-shirt I wore to bed yesterday and put it in the second drawer, can you get it for me?”

He doesn’t move either.

“Sure,” you say, but nothing moves, not even the air around you. “You have to let me go, though.”

“I’ve changed my mind. I’m gonna stay here, freeze to death and get a sore throat, I don’t mind.”

“Stop being silly,” you laugh lightly and take a small step backwards. “You’re really gonna get sick.”

Yoongi reluctantly lets you go, clutching the towel so it doesn’t fall into the water. As you move into the bedroom to get his clothes, you can hear him leave the bathtub and finish drying himself off.

You get back and hand over his change of clothes. “Are you going to blow dry your hair?”

“Probably should, but I don’t wanna,” he says, doing his best to take the excess water off with the towel and shaking it with his fingers. “Too lazy, too sleepy.”

“It’s gonna be a mess in the morning,” you warn.

“It’s gonna be a mess anyway,” he corrects. “Who cares? I’m just going to the studio, a hat can cover it all up.”

After getting dressed, he looks at himself in the mirror and you know he’s wondering if it’s too bad to skip skincare for a night. The bags under his eyes are begging for some rest.

“Just moisturize and go to bed,” you laugh at the internal battle he is struggling with. “No one has to know.”

Yoongi finally gives in and picks up some of your own moisturizer for whatever reason. You don’t actually mind and help him out with some leave-in for the hair.

“I know you don’t really like to bleach it, but this color looks so good on you,” you compliment, both of you looking in the mirror. “I think this dark gray is my favorite.”

“It’s so close to black, though. I wish it was just black.”

“I think this is sexy, honestly.”

“Don’t try to change my mind.”

“I’m just saying!” You raised your hands in the air before washing them with warm water to get rid of the leftover product. “You don’t need it, but it looks good on you.”

“Come on, you can’t just say those things,” Yoongi whines, somehow finding a way to hug you from behind and kissing your half-exposed shoulder in the process. “I’m too tired for that now.”

“I didn’t say anything,” you laugh briefly, his movements tickling your neck, while trying to turn both your bodies to finally go to bed.

“Oh, but you did. You can’t just say something is sexy and move on like it’s nothing.”

“It’s just hair.”

“You said I didn’t even need it. Did you mean I’m already sexy enough?”

“I wish I had your self-esteem sometimes.”

You move closer to the bed and try to pull the covers, but Yoongi is just making things difficult by not letting go of your middle. You’re not complaining, just… Mentioning.

He finally lets go for a few seconds, just enough for both of you to get under the thick comforter. As soon as you pull it to you neck, Yoongi is once again turning to your side, raising one leg to rest on top of yours. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.

“This isn’t because you just gave me a bath, but I really do love you.” He has a shy smile on his lips and opens his eyes again just to stare into yours. “I also love you for giving me a bath, but I want you to know I would love you regardless.”

You can’t help but smile back. “I’m just glad you’re feeling better. Are you feeling better?”

“Much, much better,” he nods.

“Good,” you say, adjusting your face on the pillow to rest in a more comfortable way.

“Say you love me back before I fall asleep,” Yoongi asks, slowly closing his eyes.

“I love you.”

“Good.”

He immediately drifts off.