#but i do want a hotdog and a ride on the coasters

[permanent-box-at-sheephead-races]

@brooklynsleader hey

conlon

hey conlon

are youse uh

youse cool wit me maybe goin ta coney tomorrow? had a good day at the tracks an since its the weekend felt like havin a treat.

#if youse dont trust me enough to go alone i could always use a chaperone #heyhey that rhymes lmao #al's dead set on sleepin in tomorrow or i would take him with me #and i dont wanna invite jack because that means davey would come too #i dont really feel like third wheeling tank you very much #but i do want a hotdog and a ride on the coasters #anyway lemme know ok? #zee's character bs #ooc and the thot plickens. have fun with this one jackie <3

[treysimp]

Your blog is fast becoming one of my favorite x Reader TWST romance blogs. I really like your fluffy stuff!

I see you are taking requests, so I thought I'd give you one! Imagine you've gone to the carnival with a group of your friends. You are on a ride for 2 with your crush when the ride breaks down. He can see you are getting anxious about the situation and wants to comfort you but in doing so he accidentally ends up confessing. Now what fluffy things might happen while you two are trapped together in the ride? Choose whoever you feel inspired to write about.

Thanks for your work!

Rattling the bars of my cage

This is so cute! I am dying! Okay, I decided I want to write about:

GN!Reader/Ace Trappola

Tags: Tooth-rotting fluff, love confessions, reader's body not described and no pronouns are used for them, ask to tag for more but this is pretty tame all things considered.

Words: 2k

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It was a muggy summer day. Storm clouds hung in the distance of the currently sunny sky, and of course on one of the sweatiest days of the year, your friends decided that they needed to drag you along with them to the annual carnival. 

You didn’t really mind, the rides were far more intense than you were used to (after all, haunted houses with real ghosts add a little extra je ne sais quoi, no?), and the food was familiar in a way that a lot of other things weren’t in Twisted Wonderland. It felt strangely homey. There were food stalls, craftsmen with all sorts of wares, and tents with different displays of collections and curiosities. Just like home.

Grim was sitting on your shoulders, stuffing cotton candy into his mouth. He had already demolished his hotdog, which was a similarly sticky mess of sauce and crumpled brioche bun. You had decided that if that little troublemaker got any treat that you gave him on your hair or clothes, you were going to put him on a diet. It made your heart warm to see how happy he was at the moment, though. His ears were perky, his pupils were blown wide, and his was surprisingly well behaved when he wasn't begging for food.

Having your first-year Heartslabyul friends with you was also a treat. The best part might just be getting to see everyone in casual clothes. Tee-shirts, jean shorts, it was funny how normal and everyday it all felt. It made you feel a little better about missing home. You all looked like people that you knew in your world for once.

When Ace had asked you to go to the carnival with him… you thought it might have been a date. 

Sadly, those hopes were dashed when he immediately turned around and invited Grim and Deuce along with you both. In a moment of surprising perception, Deuce tried to get Ace to go with you alone, but Ace wasn’t having it. 

The result of that conversation was that Ace had got it in his head that Deuce was afraid of thrill rides. As a result, he had been putting you all through the wringer by making you all ride everything that even had the possibility of making you scream. Except Grim. He was too short for most of the rides, that lucky cat. Even so, Grim had joined you on the most recent roller-coaster, so it was amazing that he still had an appetite at this point. Especially considering how queasy you felt from the whole ordeal. 

“Okay guys, how about going on the Zipper?” Ace said with a smug grin. 

You had refused to go on any rides that dropped you over and over, but that was the one thing you had been able to get Ace to agree to. Looking at the chainsaw-like row of freely swinging cages makes you feel lightheaded, but it was hard to say no to Ace when his eyes were practically sparkling at the prospect. 

“Fine.” You say, pressing two fingers to your temple to ease the slight inversion headache that had been building behind your eyelids. “It’s two seats, who’s going with who?”

You could feel the motion of Grim shaking his head behind you. 

“I’m gonna take my sweet time finishing this treat!” He said, taking a large mouthful of a bite of his cotton candy to demonstrate his commitment. 

That big of a munch seemed a little counterproductive to his statement, but you just laughed and lowered him from your shoulders to the ground.

Deuce shook his head as well.

“I am going to see the Magical Wheel’s they have on display in the presentation tents. You guys can go ahead, I don’t want to ride by myself.” He said, starting to walk away before either you or Ace could object. 

“Well… just you ‘an me then, huh?” Ace asked, eyebrow raised and hands playfully tucked behind his head. “I can’t wait to hear you scream.” He giggled.

“You’ve been hearing me scream all day today, you know?” You said with a huff, joining Ace at the end of the line for the Zipper. 

You weren’t thrilled to go on another ride, but being alone with Ace for the first time today was a nice perk, even if he was using the opportunity to rag on you relentlessly. 

Thankfully the line was short, so while Ace had convinced you to play red hands with him (he called it ‘turning red’ hands, for some reason?) you got to the front of the queue without getting slapped too many times. 

Listening to the worker giving you brief safety instructions as you both climbed into the cage, you realized that there was nothing actually separating the seats, and that the lap bar was going to be the only thing keeping you from falling head-first any time the cage spun. 

You swallowed down your nervousness again. It was going to be worth it. 

Even just accidentally bumping elbows with Ace while getting in your seat had already caused your heart to race, so what’s a little more adrenaline on top of that?  

“You ready, baby?” Asked Ace, ruffling your hair with his hand. 

Your heart almost stopped when you heard him call you by the pet name… that is until you realized that he was calling you a baby, as-in comparing you to an actual toddler. Rude.

You took the opportunity of your close proximity to tickle Ace’s ribs in revenge, and his squeaky laughter and ‘stop stop stop’s made it worth it. 

“Fine! You’re big and tough, okay? You’re not a baby, sheesh.” He said, face visibly red from the giggle fit you had just subjected him to. 

You nodded at his statement in satisfaction and pretended to flex your bicep at him, causing him to start laughing again. 

“Okay, very scary, very buff, thank you.” Ace said, slapping his hand on your arm and acting mockingly impressed.

Goofing off with him always made you smile. It was part of why you liked him so much. It was also part of why you were so terrified to try and tell him about your feelings. What if he didn’t reciprocate? Could you even keep having silly banters like this? The thought gave your heart an uncomfortable squeeze.

There was a creaky moan of metal, and the ride finally started moving. 

Ace’s grin turned into one of twisted glee as he began rocking back and forth to make the cage start rotating forward as fast as he could make it go.

All of the cute feelings you had about brushing against him while getting into the ride were immediately overshadowed by the g-force of repeatedly being slammed against Ace's side. He was doing everything in his power to make you scream louder than you had the whole damn day.

Hazarding a look at Ace’s face, your gaze met his for a moment. His eyes were crinkled in a smile, yet there was some other sort of sickly-sweet emotion oozing just below the surface. Despite the unflattering view from both your hair and clothes wildly flailing up and down, you couldn’t help but be taken by his boyish enthusiasm. 

Getting more comfortable, you started helping Ace rock the cage back and forth, getting both of you to go faster and faster as your distraught screams turned into yelps and giggles of delight. It was exhilarating, and while you had your doubts before boarding the vehicle, you really were enjoying yourself now.

That is, until that metallic creak from earlier repeated, and the wind was knocked out of your lungs by the safety bar. 

Both you and Ace looked at each other in surprise and then started looking at the ground below for an answer to what just happened. You could hear the chatter of a crowd below you and the worker operating the ride said something about ‘technical difficulties’. 

Oh great. You and Ace were stuck at the very top of the zipper, rocking back and forth uneasily as the rest of the ride stood eerily still. Just great.

You swallowed audibly. The ride had been fun while you were in motion, but being stuck at the top and not knowing why meant you couldn't feel anything but horribly anxious. 

Ace saw that you were shaking and bit his lip. He wanted to use this ride as an excuse to tease you and keep you to himself for a bit, and now you just looked miserable and sad. Just his luck. 

Ace reached out his hand and gently put in on top of yours, causing you to loosen your white knuckle grip on the safety bar in surprise. You looked over at him questioningly, and were a bit taken aback by the return of that mysterious emotion behind his eyes. 

“...Sorry.” Ace muttered, squeezing your hand protectively. “I was hoping to make you scared in a fun way.” He said, lightly tracing his thumb across the skin of your knuckles.

You laughed just a little. You felt much more at ease already. 

“Well maybe we can figure out another way to make me scream.” You say… before it hits you just what you had implied. 

“Ah! Not like! Not-!”

Ace’s shoulders were violently shaking from laughter, and he buried his face in the hand that wasn’t covering yours. The laughs started silently, but they built into bubbling hiccups of giggles. You could feel the cage shake from Ace’s laughter, but before you could get too anxious about it again, he had stilled himself.

Ace wiped a tear from the corner of his eyes, stifling more giggles. 

“That’s what I love about you, you know? You always make me laugh.” 

Now it was time for Ace to take his turn in immediately regretting what he said. 

“Ah! No, I um-!” Ace slapped both of his hands to hide his face, shaking his head violently from side to side. 

You sat completely still in shock. Did he really mean that? 

“Ahhh…” Ace was trying to will himself to make an excuse, any excuse, but he was drawing a blank. His Adam's Apple bobbed with a thick swallow, and he audibly inhaled to try and start again.

“I really wanted to confess to you at the fireworks show… actually.” He said. 

Ace looked so sweet in this moment, all the facade of a smug troublemaker gone, just a boy being so hopelessly lost in his feelings that he slipped up and just laid them all out on the floor. 

Your heart was drumming wildly, your mouth felt dry and (for not the first time today) you felt like fainting. Was this real? 

You reached over to your arm and pinched yourself. Ace didn’t look amused.

“Are ya really gonna pinch yourself and not respond! I just-!” He was shushed by you putting a finger to his lips. Words dying on his tongue, Ace fixated on how close you were and how soft the pads of your finger felt.

“I like you. So much that it hurts.” You say, revelling in the way that Ace goes almost slack-jawed at your response. 

“You like me…” He repeats, seemingly in a trance from your words. Ace leans towards you with a serious look on his face. 

“Say it again.” 

You smile and oblige him. “I like you.” 

“Again.” 

“I like you, Ace.” 

“Who do you like?’

“Ace, I’m gonna take it back if you don’t stop.” You say with a huff, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“Yeah… okay yeah, I just… I can’t believe it.” He said, running his fingers through his hair in a self-soothing motion. “Since when?”

You were getting annoyed.

“Since forever, okay? I’ve liked you a long time.” You reply, the tips of your ears burning at the admission. Why did he always make you feel like this?

“Okay. Me too.” Ace said after a long silence. His gaze flicked to your lips and back again. “Can I…?”

You nodded, leaning forward. You could feel his breath fan over your cheek, his thumb smoothing over the edge of your chin and…

A metallic groan jolted you forward yet again, and the ride lowered your car to the ground with an ancient moan. Flustered and surprised, both you and Ace jumped away from each other. 

The attendant came over to let you out, and upon seeing your faces, gave an amused grin. 

“Sorry about the wait! Took a while to get everyone down safely. You both go and get going, you hear?” The man said with a boisterous laugh. 

Just as you were both exiting the car, the man says something you can’t quite hear to Ace, and his face splits into a grin. 

“Thank you!” Ace says to the worker, grabbing your hand dragging you off in an unfamiliar direction.

You look at him questioningly, but Ace doesn’t look back.

“What did he say?” You asked, tilting your head to the side curiously. 

“He told me that if we hiked to the top of that hill in the next fifteen minutes, we would get the best view of the fireworks in the whole town.” Ace replied, picking up his pace.

“Come on, let me do this whole confessing-thing right this time!” 

So for context for anyone that has never seen one, I decided that Y/N and Ace went on a zipper ride! Here is a link to a video of one in action.

It’s not even that I was particularly like ‘I wanna talk about Ace’ but I just felt that this whole scenario was just too on brand for him to pass up, haha.

What did you think? I promise I will do more sexy things soon I just love the fluff too lmao

Love you, thanks for reading!

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[tokito-dulya20]

Is it ok if I have a request? I was wondering if you could write a fic about Muichiro and Yuichiro going on a rollercoaster with the reader🤭 I thought it was a cute idea and wanted to ask!♥

( I also love your fics😩♥)

ONE HELL OF A RIDE

Tokito twins x reader

Characters: Yuichiro Tokito and Muichiro Tokito [Modern! AU]

{You and the twins go to the amusement park and go on the other rides except for one ride: the roller coaster. You dreaded to go on a roller coaster because you have a fear of heights}

You loved the amusement park. You would spend your summers there with your family, riding rides and eating ice cream. But there was one ride that you always dreaded more than any other in that park - the roller coaster. You had a fear of heights, and every time you saw the roller coaster ride at the park, your heart skipped a beat.

One day, you received an invitation to come to the amusement park with Muichiro and Yuichiro. You were thrilled at the prospect of going together with the twins but you could not shake the fear of the roller coaster.

As the day of the amusement park arrived, your fear began to creep into your mind. The day was sunny, and the air was filled with the scent of popcorn and cotton candy. You and the twins decided to start off with rides they liked and later go on the roller coaster if they felt brave enough to do so.

They rode the cars, the roller coaster, and a few other rides, but you couldn't shake off your fear of heights. Muichiro suggested that they try the swing ride, which had a lower altitude of the ride.

The fear still plagued your mind as you sat in the swing, but you thought about the twins and how much they would want to face your fear. So, you decided to try it.

The ride was smooth and fast, and you felt happy with the speed of the swing. The ride began to slow down, and you could feel the ground getting closer. Suddenly, the ride stopped, and your heart started to race. The sun was setting, and the sky was turning dark. You and the twins realized they had been on the swing ride for longer than they expected.

They were all tired and hungry, and they decided to head to the food stalls to try some hotdogs and fries. As you grabbed a hotdog from the cart, you saw a roller coaster nearby.

Again, the fear took over you, but Muichiro and Yuichiro noticed your hesitancy and asked you what was bothering you. You told them about your fear of heights.

Believing that you were just being silly, Muichiro and Yuichiro tried to convince ypu to go on the roller coaster one more time. You nodded, and the twins went on board, excited to help you face your fear together.

The ride started, and your fear was magnified. The roller coaster was fast, and you could feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins. As they reached the peak of the ride, you realized that this was the highest ride you have ever tried.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. Suddenly, the twins were pulling you down and making you face your fear. You were happy to be on this ride with the twins, and you felt proud of yourself for overcoming your fear.

From there, the twins went on other rides, but you shook off your fear of heights. They had helped you face it together, and knew that you could face anything after this experience.

As they climbed back up to the picnic spot, you smiled and thanked the twins for encouraging you. You felt proud that you had faced it, and you knew that you were an unstoppable force now.

The Tokito Twins, together, had helped you conquer your fear of heights. You faced what no one could conquer, and you had become stronger because of it. You knew that you could face anything, including more roller coaster rides in the future.

@sakurasunkiss THANK YOU FOR THE IDEA (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

{SORRY I TOOK SO LONG I WAS REALLY BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND I WAS SLACKING OFF A BIT}

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#tokito twins #yuichiro tokito #muichiro #muichirou tokitou #tokito yuichiro #tokitō muichirō

[fallingforel]

12 days of promptmas day 2- we went to winter wonderland (Matty)

all prompts have come from @abiiors these are not my own!!

how the hell have I written two in a day??? I have great faith in myself now!!!

words: 1,005

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"Isn't it beautiful?" I say looking out the front windshield of our car at winter wonderland. I don't think he's looking at it, I can feel his eyes on me. "You're more beautiful love" he says from beside me picking my hand up where it rested on my thigh and kissing my knuckles just as he parked in the car park. He got out and ran to my side opening the door for me, offering his hand which I took pulling me up out of the car shutting the door we interlinked our hands and walking off towards where the festivities began. "One rule though darling, we go on the big wheel at the end of the night" "I was gonna say that anyway" I said

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"Matty look at this. We need to go on it, I loved the waltzers when I was a kid." "And we will darling. Let's just walk around first see what there is, and come up with the plan for our night."

after we had walked around, we decided to go on the big rides first so off we went on the waltzer first.

As soon as we had come off it we both felt sick "We should have definitely done that last, why do you listen to me?" "We should have, you have those puppy eyes and your impossible to say no to darling, I just can't help it." "Oh give over, you big softie." I say heading off to the big loop de loop roller coaster, Matty followed of course.

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After we had done the big rides, we looked around the food and bars to see what we could have "I fancy a hotdog and chips, what do you fancy darling?" He says looking back from the board and around to me where I was stood with his arms around my waist. "I'm not hungry, can't I have a few of your chips and a bite of your hotdog?" "Yes of course you can darling" he says placing a kiss on my cheek. "What about drinks though. vodka cranberry?" "I'm not feeling it, just cranberry juice." "oh. Okay darling whatever you want."

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"And here you were saying you weren't hungry. You've eaten all me chips woman." he says joking.

"I wasn't until I smelt yours, I couldn't help myself. Those chips were gorgeous. I'm going to sip this now" I say pointing to my cranberry juice.

"good cause you're not having any of my hot dog" he chuckles.

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After Matty had finished his hot dog and I had finished my vodka cranberry we went off to the stalls where games were being held.

"I'm going to win you one of those" He says taking his open hand pointing towards a toddler with a humongous teddy. "What a teddy, or a child Matthew?" "shut up, you goof" he says before pulling me into a hug kissing the top of my head.

A few stalls and a lot of money later, Matty gets his wish "I still can't believe you did that" "I'm telling you, the guy recognised me, gave it to me. even though I didn't win it properly" "you're properly crazy, Matty." "I'm only crazy about you darling" he says before pulling me in for a kiss, going a bit deeper than expected. But who was I to care? we were both happy.

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As Matty said at the beginning of the night we had to go on the big wheel at the end of the night. We had finished everything else and went to go line up for the wheel, however the queue was massive. So we were waiting ages, seems like everyone else had the same idea. "Are you sure you want to wait here for ages Matty?" "Yes of course, I wanna see your face light up at the top. Plus I've got you to keep me company baby." he says wrapping his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind and kissing my neck.

A little while later and we had moved forward about 10 in the queue. Islands in the stream came on and Matty and I sang it together, swaying in the queue. as soon as the song was over Matty made me turn to face him and cupped my face in his hands, Kissing me adding in a little tongue but not too much as there was still kids around as soon as he pulled away he put our heads together keeping his hands on my face "I love you so much baby. never forget that" "I love you too, so so much. I hope you understand" I say back before the woman behind us clears her throat which makes us both turn and realise how big the gap of the queue had gotten. We soon apoligised and fast walked forward to catch up the queue.

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It wasn't long after that we had gotten to the front of the queue, and ended at the top of the wheel. "you look even more beautiful, when the city lights your face up like that, thats why... Y/n L/n will you do me the honor and make me the happiest man in the world and be me wife?" he says "Yes, only if you'll be the dad to this little one in here" I say pointing to my belly. "you're-" he says tears brimming his eyes. "yes" I say cupping his face wiping his tears away "I'm going to be a dad" he whispers. "yes, you are. Only if you want to be, I know we haven't really talked about it..." "Darling of course I want to be" the cart then started moving again Matty still holding his ring out.

As soon as we got out, Matty gave me a tight hug, before placing the ring on my finger, interlocking my hand with his own. "I cant believe I'm going to be a dad." "You're going to be a great one" "and you're going to be a great mum"

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#matty healy #matty healy x reader #matty healy x y/n #matty healy x you #fluff #matty healy fluff #christmas75 #slight dad!matty #dad!matty

[colossal-fallout]

Fairground date H/C's

Warnings: Some light smut & fluff.

All Gender anatomy inclusive.

Part I

Levi - Eren - Mikasa

Fairgrounds are a fantastic place, buzzing with laughter and excitement. As you near the entrance, your senses are bombarded with smells of cotton candy, the sounds of the roaring coasters and screams of the passengers. The lights are a wonderful blend of colours that are igniting that childish wonder they're designed to invoke.

Levi 🍦🎠

The thought of being in close proximity to a fairground gives him the jitters. Too loud, too bright and too crowded. Not to mention the dirt and bacteria all over the place.

So expect him to be well... Levi. His blank, stone cold expression will remain there the whole time. He'll endure it but don't expect him to be thrilled about it.

Levi is a small man, so he'll hold your hand through crowded areas so you two don't get separated. Adorable.

Levi obviously smashed any and all fairground games such as the coconut throw and the shooting games so you'll have arms full of prizes he's bestowed to you. The only reason he played was to make you smile.

No matter the ride, remains stoned face.

"That just felt like being back at work."

He's not sure if he's annoyed or relieved when you bump into Connie, Jean and Sasha. He obviously doesn't want them around while you two are on a date but seeing more familiar faces in this place gives him some comfort.

However, he decides to leave their company when he witnesses Jean and Connie doing shit like this:

Their ODM training allows them to run up the gravity spin walls with effort and well, that was enough for Mr Ackerman especially after Sasha spews from eating too much before hand.

Back to being alone, you continue your date and Levi surprises you with a sweet kiss at the top of the ferris wheel ❤

Eren 🍡🧸

Eren has his arm around you pretty much the entire time. He's pretty touchy feely in his older years and likes to announce that you are his, without going so far as to eating your face in public.

He's so blasé about everything as an adult and although he's enjoying himself, remains stoic and calm. He likes to feed you though so expect him to hand you over his cotton candy or hotdog for you to take a bite.

That and he'll sensually put his sticky finger in your mouth with a heavy lided gaze.

Will put you on his shoulders for the firework display. His solid, muscular body will hold you easily, no matter your size.

He'll make out with you on the ghost train, his hand wandering down your pants/up your skirt. He's a dirty dog and he finds the ghost train super boring.

Enjoys rollercoasters but they don't frighten him.

At the end of the evening expect him to take you somewhere more secluded and he'll steamily fuck you silly.

Mikasa 🍟🎡

Mikasa adores fairgrounds so her face will be beaming the entire time.

She loves all of the fair food so she'll indulge quite often. Donuts, cotton candy, fries, pizza, hotdogs... She'll be grazing the entire time you're there.

Mikasa doesn't laugh often but she's a giggling mess on the rides. She finds them fascinating and so fun.

She'll hold your hand most of the night and tug you with unwavering anticipation towards all the attractions. How can you refuse as her ocean blues sparkle with joy.

At one point during the night, either during the fireworks or on top of the ferris wheel shell blush heavily before shyly telling you that she loves you and is having the best time.

As everyone is screaming in terror in the haunted house, she's laughing like a maniac. Being chased by a chainsaw murderer? She thinks it's hilarious and almost pees with laughter.

Obviously, with her superior Ackerman genes, she wins all of the games, much like Levi. She gives her prizes to passing children and smiles warmly as their eyes widen with joy and gratitude.

Mikasa is just a joy to be around to be honest especially in a relaxed environment away from work.

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[truessences]

Omg are you a librarian? 😊 Also let's say the ST kids go to Disneyland or a similar amusement park. What are some headcanons?

Hi! Yes I am! I technically am a "Library Associate" but it's just easy to say Librarian and I do have my Masters to get a Librarian job... I'm just picky lol.

Okay! So amusement park headcanons. I've never been to Disneyland/World so I can't really answer for that lol.

So, they go while college age!

Mike and Lucas love rides and want to ride everything. They are determined to ride everything and will race each other to get into lines. They drag the others onto whatever the newest ride is because they have to ride it together, except for Suzie, she doesn't like roller coasters. Dustin screams his head off and has lost a hat on a ride so he never wears them on rides anymore.

Max and El love the fun houses and also the little games, particularly the little hammer thing with the bell, El always wins because she uses her powers a little lol. But they prefer to be in the water park but will ride rides with their boyfriends.

Dustin has a quota for roller coasters but he will play the games because he has it down to a science and wins every time. He manages to get Suzie a giant teddy bear.

Will actually works at an amusement park during the summer, he has a drawing/caricature station. When he's not working and goes with the party, he has a couple of rides he loves and will ride but he's content with watching the bags. If there are live shows going on, he'll be there. His boyfriend... I'm thinking Adam, also works at the amusement park but he operates one of the game booths. They're stationed close.

They eat together.

El is a snacker (also a sweet tooth) so she snacks on pretzels, popcorn and cotton candy more than she eats actual food. She may get like chicken tenders but she won't finish them. She always gets ice cream in a waffle cone because it's the closest thing to an eggo and the little supreme thing Hopper would make.

Mike likes hand held foods, so he gets sliders/burgers/chicken tenders and fries and gets a milkshake from the same place El gets her ice cream. They sometimes even share their milkshakes.

Lucas will eat corn dogs and fries, which Max finds gross, but Lucas asks what's the difference between her regular hotdog and his corn dog. They argue about it lol. They share a loaded funnel cake later.

Will and Adam share a half cheese and half pepperoni pizza, Will also orders a pizza with pineapples. Will gets caramel apples while Adam gets candied apples.

Dustin has to get a turkey leg and I feel like Suzie is a vegetarian so she brings her own lunch. Suzie likes churros and Dustin gets an ice cream bar.

Then of course they get a picture taken as a group every time they go! MEMORIES!

I might want to write something now lol

#asks #true answers #mileven #lumax #dusuzie #what is Dustin and Suzie's ship name?? #Mike Wheeler #El Hopper #Lucas Sinclair #Max Mayfield #Dustin Henderson #suzie bingham #Will Byers #stranger things headcanons #amusement parks

[stillafanofsonic]

if wade somehow manages to sneak silver and shadow (and eclipse) into an amusement park what kind of rides do you think they would like? favorite park food?

Oh man, they would have so much fun.

I think if it was crowded, Shadow might find it stressful. He would probably need a few breaks in the car during the day for some peace and quiet.

For rides, I think Wade would have them start out on gentler rides and work their way up. Sadly at this age, they're too small for the roller coaster. All three gotta grow some and then come back. They'd all have fun on the bumper cars, riding it several times so they can slam into each other.

Silver wants to try all the sugary foods, meanwhile Shadow is eating a caramel apple and Eclipse is chowing down on his third hotdog.

Also Silver would see the plushies you can win from carnival games and is DESPERATE to win one. Eclipse encourages him to cheat but Wade stops that idea fast.

#asks #astra tag #whipple family

[rainydaydream-gal18]

(The Bad Batch) Going on a Boardwalk

   Imagine: You and the Bad Batch go on a boardwalk by the ocean!

(Author’s Note: Happy Bad Batch eve!!!!)

   You arrive at sunset.  The sky is a striking orange which is beginning to fade into dark blue, with the horizon above the ocean painted with all sorts of pastels in between the two shades.  The group sets foot on the creaking boardwalk and looks ahead at the long row of stands and shops that goes for miles.  Omega is “ooh”ing and “aw”ing at all the lights, and she pointed excitedly at the rides down by the pier.

   And so, the Bad Batch begins the trek along the boardwalk.

   Hunter’s first instinct is to watch Omega and smile at her reaction to the location.  There’s a pretty decent crowd, so he makes sure to keep an eye on her.  If you’re his significant other, you may be used to having to share your Sergeant since he was responsible for the squad...but it’s a boardwalk and it’s supposed to be fun, so you encourage him to relax.  Hunter eventually is able to let go and enjoy himself, entwining his fingers with yours and walking with you.  His favorite part of the boardwalk so far is hearing the crash of the waves nearby, hearing the seagulls, and feeling the salty air.  He absolutely loves glancing beside him to see you smiling and appreciating the sights too.

   Tech spends the first few minutes on his datapad gathering whatever intel he could about the shops they have and whatnot.  He rarely goes into a situation without research simply because he likes to be prepared and he likes to have information whenever his brothers ask a question.  After that, he is quite happy to simply savor the scenery.  If you’re his date, he’ll want to hold your hand the whole way as you walk and take in the things to do.  Tech is interested in boardwalk games and arcades, and though he might not say so right away, you can see him staring whenever passing by one.

   Echo is smiling a lot.  His mood is light as his gaze wanders the stands and sees all the happy people walking by.  This was the vacation that was long overdue, and he was going to enjoy it.  Lots of things grab his attention: the food, the games, the rides.  Omega convinces him to go on a ride with her later.  If you’re his significant other, he’d be at your side the whole time, holding your hand.  He’d rather let you pick what you want to do or see first.

   Wrecker is in awe of all the things you can do and see in one place.  He and Omega are chattering about all the rides they want to go on later at the pier.  He is pretty fixated on the food for now.  If you’re his significant other, you may find that he goes from holding your hand to running toward whatever catches his eye, which happens often.  He’s pretty fixated on food and most likely won’t move on until he has something to eat.  Ever the gentleman, he wants to be sure you get something too.

   Crosshair remains at your side as his sharp eyes take everything in.  He likes to follow the rear of the group.  Normally, he isn’t one for public displays of affection, but with all the young men running around in groups and after noticing the other couples walking hand-in-hand, he feels the need to mark you as his.  You’ll feel his hand gently take yours, and when you glance over he is already gazing at you.  He’s content to go wherever you want to go and just enjoys seeing you happy.

   Omega is super excited and spends the first fifteen or so minutes planning to go on rides and trying to get her brothers to volunteer to take her.  Her eyes are aglow from the lights reflecting in them.  There are people who stand in front of the shops playing with whatever toy or fad was in to try and draw in customers, and Omega would definitely be drawn in.  She’d want to play with the bubble machines and robo pets even if for a few minutes before moving on.  

   After walking farther down the boardwalk, the Batch finds themselves drawn to different things, so they agree to separate for a little while.

   Hunter will explore the shops with you, but he is most drawn to the edge of the boardwalk where he can watch the sun go down over the ocean.  If you’re his date, he would take the opportunity of having the others distracted to just shower you with affection.  He doesn’t make a scene or anything, but he smiles warmly at you,  gives your hand a little kiss, and kisses your forehead in between ganders at the ocean.  Eventually, he can’t resist anymore and tilts your chin to meet your lips with his own in a tender kiss just as the sun dips beneath the horizon.

   Tech wants to play some arcade games, if you’re up for it.  He enjoys showing off his intellect and skill, but sometimes he likes a good game of chance where anything can happen.  He can calculate probability for those scenarios, but not much beyond that.  He also really loves watching you.  He’ll stand behind you with his chest pressed to your back and watch you play your favorite game.  His absolute favorite is to go up against you in a two-player game.  He loves the competition and when you playfully talk smack when he gets cocky.  If Tech wins, he’ll want a kiss as his prize.

   Echo will gladly go along with whatever his significant other wants to do first.  If you want to look at the ocean, he is more than happy to do it with you.  If you’d rather get something to eat, he’s in.  One thing he does want to do during your time together is browse the gift shops and pick up a souvenir.  He’d treat you to something like matching oversized hoodies with the boardwalk logo on them or nice mugs to use for caf aboard the Marauder.  If you tried hard enough to convince him, he might even agree to get those matching couple shirts displayed in the windows like “her king” and “his queen” or something customized.  He playfully rolls his eyes as you hold one of the shirts up in front of him, but he can’t help but lean in and capture your lips in a loving kiss.

   Wrecker definitely wants to grab something to eat first.  There are so many different places that he can’t decide which one to commit to for his first boardwalk meal.  He ends up getting a little something from a few different places.  Pizza, hotdogs, fries… He gets enough for both of you to share, and the two of you would find a nice spot at a table near the edge where there’s a lovely view of the ocean.  After the two of you are full, he’d be more attentive and open to whatever you wanted to see next, holding your hand and giving you kisses.

   Crosshair is fine with letting you lead the way to whatever you wanted to do first.  He is enjoying all of the sights with you, and that’s more than enough for him.  However, if you were to ask if there’s anything he’d like to see in particular, he wouldn’t mind stopping in one of the shops with henna tattoos and edgy t-shirts.  He’d get himself an oversized hoodie to wear for a little while before pulling it down over your form when the sun disappeared behind the horizon and it got colder outside.  He’d smile at you as you hugged yourself in the air and sighed in contentment: That new hoodie smell would be mingled with his own scent.  He takes your hand again and the two of you continue on your way.

   Omega tags along with one of her brothers for a while and ends up getting something to eat and a toy from one of the shops to keep tucked under her arm as she explores.  She begs Hunter to let her get a temporary tattoo.   He’s hesitant because she’s young and he doesn’t want her to think she has to impress the group by getting a real tattoo someday, but since it’s only a temporary one just for fun, he decides it’s okay.  Omega gets a little seahorse and starfish on the back of her hand.

   Next up are the rides!  The group reunites and heads over to the pier to buy some tickets.  With the sun down, the rides are all lit up in the dark.

   Hunter won’t pressure you to go on anything if you don’t like rides, and he will probably only go on a couple of rides with Omega to make her happy, but will spend most of the time at your side.  If you do want to go but are a little nervous, he’ll gladly hold your hand and tease you playfully until you go with him.  If you are the kind of person who loves to go on all the rides, he’ll go on a few with you and stand by and hold your things while you go on more.

  Tech will definitely go on some rides if you want to.  Otherwise, he will try one or two on his own and be content with standing back and watching everyone else alongside you.  He might get some recordings of Wrecker’s screams on the really high ones that Omega managed to convince him to go on.  If you do go on crazy rides, Tech will film your reaction to play back and tease you lovingly about with that cute smirk on his face.

   Echo would rather watch the others have their fun.  He gets a little salty and says Tech’s wild flying is more than enough for him.  However, Omega somehow got him to agree  to go with her before, so he’ll keep his word and go on a ride with her.  If you enjoy rides, he will also make an exception for you too.  However, if you’d rather watch the others, the two of you can stand near the ride and wave as they go.

   Wrecker loves fast rides, but still is terrified when it comes to heights.  He’ll tolerate a rollercoaster that goes in a few loops, but if it’s the kind that climbs agonizingly slow to the top and then flies down a steep drop from a few hundred feet up, he’ll be covering his eyes and screaming.  Him and Omega stick to the ones that aren’t too bad.  If you enjoy rides, Wrecker will be happy to go on them with you.  He’ll even accompany you on one of the high coasters if you insist on going by yourself, because he’s worried for you and wants to protect you even if it scares the heck out of him.  If you don’t like rides, he’ll probably still go on a few with Omega.  The two of them will wave at you and grin adorably.

   Crosshair is not scared one bit and will do the craziest ride on the pier, if challenged.  It makes him the perfect person to go on rides with if you’re a little scared.  He’ll go on anything with you, keeping calm and holding your hand even if you’re totally freaking out.  Doesn’t matter if you want to go on thirty rides or just one, he’s down.  If rides aren’t your thing, he’s also fine to stand with you and watch the others.  Better watch out, if he feels the need to show off, he will go on the craziest ride just to make a point.

   Omega wants to go on every ride within reason.  There are height limits to some, so she’ll obviously avoid those.  Her and Wrecker are buddies when it comes to rides since he;s the Bad Batcher who enjoys them the most, although she’ll manage to get Echo and Hunter to go with her on a few.  And if everyone else is done with rides, Tech or even Crosshair will go on one with her.

   The squad will turn and head back toward the exit.  They may stop at a few stands on the way back to see anything they missed on the way up.  Omega is exhausted, so one of the brothers carries her back.

   When you get back to the ship, everyone is tired and heads to their bunks.  You get cozy with your Bad Batch SO and drift off to sleep...

#the bad batch #the bad batch x reader #hunter x reader #crosshair x reader #hunter reader insert #crosshair reader insert #tech x reader #echo x reader #wrecker x reader #tech reader insert #echo reader insert #wrecker reader insert #bad batch reader insert #bad batch imagine #bad batch headcanons #bad batch preferences #bad batch story

[haechanniesunflowers]

Ateez reaction to you being hurt

notes: I'm feeling angsty today

Seonghwa

He had a hard day, practicing for hours on end for Ateez's 10th year anniversary concert. He wanted to get home and pour his heart out in front of you and just spend time with you. But he came home and you weren't there much to his dismay, but he waited for you. It was raining heavily. He called you again and again but you weren't answering making him anxious and adding to his frustration. Three hours later, the rain still hadn't stopped and he was scared and furious. The bell rang and Seonghwa opened the door. You stood there, completely drenched in the rain. He stepped aside to let you in. You walked inside and got to the living room when he pulled you by your arm to make you face him.

"where the hell were you? And why weren't you answering your damn phone?" he tone was harsh.

"Seonghwa please, not now I-"

"no we need to talk about this now! answer me! Do you know how worried I was? And I was already frustrated to begin with!"

You lowered your head and let the tears spill but it seemed like the rain water was dripping down your face.

He shook you arm to pull you, making you lift your face and roughly pull out of his grasp. That's when he saw the tears.

"I had a bad day too! Okay? My awful coworkers took credit for my project that I worked so hard on! And on top of that I locked the car with the keys, my wallet and phone inside! And I had to walk home because I didn't have any money for a bus or a cab! There! Got your answer!"

Seonghwa's eyes softened at your words and he tried hugging you but you pulled back.

"no I'm not in the mood and I'm drenched"

You went to your room and locked yourself in the bathroom to cry in the shower.

Hongjoong

The track he was working on was almost ready and he wanted you to be the first person to hear it so he called you to invite you over to his studio.

"hey babe what are you doing?"

"nothing much Joong. What's up"

"can you come over in the evening? I want you to listen to my song"

There was a pause from your end.

"hello? Baby can you hear me?"

"ye-ah Joongie. I'm busy these days, I'm so sorry. I'll try to come after the next week."

"no that's okay, you don't need to put your work aside. I'm free today since I finished the song, I'll come over. How does that sound?"

"I'll tell you in a few hours, okay?"

Hongjoong felt something was off so he quickly got done with his files and saved the track and packed up. He drove straight to your apartment and knocked on the door. You didn't expect to see Hongjoong at the door so you hid behind the door after opening it. He eyed you suspiciously.

"are you okay?" he asked, pushing the door slightly to get inside.

"yeah why do you ask?" you spoke nonchalantly, standing in the akimbo pose.

"you're acting... unusual"

"nonsense"

He slid it aside and took you towards your bedroom. He found it unusual how you were walking slowly and stopped.

"you're hurt." he stated and his suspicion was confirmed when you didn't answer.

"I slipped and sprained my ankle. I didn't want you to worry so I didn't tell you and I didn't agree to meet you"

He picked you up and laid you on the couch, snuggling next to you.

"I'm here to take care of you" he whispered and turned the TV on.

Yunho

Yunho is always in a good mood when he gets to see you. He wants to make the best use of the time he gets to spend with you. So during his break, you guys went to his home town to meet his parents but you stayed in a hotel even though he insisted that you stayed at his house. But you were a woman of principles and didn't think it was appropriate to stay at your boyfriend's house before marriage. He came to pick you up in his car and took you to an amusement park. You guys took roller-coaster rides and other scary looking rides too. He asked if you wanted to eat something and proposed the idea of going to a restaurant but you you told him that hotdogs from the vendors in the park would be nice and that you wanted to stay there longer and get on more rides. After eating you two took that discovery ride. While getting off you felt a little dizzy and tripped on something and fell. Yunho quickly helped you up and asked if you were okay and you told him yes, even though your ankle hurt a lot. After the fun time, he drove you back to your hotel. As you got off, you winced in pain and knelt to the ground, clutching your ankle. He worriedly got out the car and came to your side.

"your ankle is swollen" he spoke, concerned.

"it's fine, I can manage"

"are you kidding me? Why didn't you tell me you're hurt?"

"because I didn't want to ruin tee date"

"you can't stay here y/n, you're coming out with me"

"I said it's okay Yunho, I'll take painkillers and an ice pack, I'll be fine"

"I'm sorry you got hurt"

"you don't need to be sorry babe" you said and kissed him.

Yeosang

Yeosang wanted to go skateboarding with you but you didn't know how to ride a skate so he took it upon himself to teach you even though you gave the idea of him skating and you cycling next to him but he said no. He took you to a nearby park and helped you learn for over a month. When he deemed you ready, he encouraged you to ride it on your own with him holding your hands or your waist. You took a deep breath.

"you can do this" he smiled.

"I hope so" you replied and steadied yourself.

"I can already see us skateboarding down the road. I can't wait"

"okay here goes nothing"

You gained momentum with your foot pushing the board forward and continued with a steady pace.

"I'm doing it! Yeosang I'm doing it!" you cheered but made the mistake of looking back towards him which made you lose your balance since you were relatively new to this. You fell on your back but broke your fall with your arm.

Yeosang rushed towards you and helped you up. You yelped in paid when he grabbed your arm.

"it hurts so much" you shook.

He took you to a hospital where the doctor told you your wrist was dislocated.

He felt awful and blamed it on himself. He stayed by your side before and after your surgery and even helped you with your daily life stuff until you got better. You were happy to spend a lot of time with him and told him it wasn't his fault.

"you are never riding a skateboard again. Like ever."

San

You were visiting Namhae to meet San's family. He always talked about them and told you how important they were to him so you paid them a visit, knowing it would make San the happiest.

You were sat on the couch, chatting with his sister while the TV was on. It was a random drama which none of you were interested in, rather wanting to talk about girl stuff.

"Sannie is a sensitive one, though he doesn't show it" his sister let you know.

"I know, I have never seen him cry. I used to think he doesn't care but then I found out that he's just very good at controlling his emotions."

You two were indulged in the conversation and didn't see San entering the room with Byeol in his arms.

"Y/N I want you to meet our family's master"

You and his sister giggled.

"Byeol, this is Y/N. I hope you come to terms with the fact that your position as the girl I'd die for has been taken by her."

You were a blushing mess and had butterflies in your stomach. San was always kind and loving towards you. And as if Byeol had understood what San had said, she started acting up.

"can I pet her?" you asked, earning encouraging nods from the Choi siblings. You stretched your hand you gently pet her head but Byeol acted first and violently scratched your hand, drawing blood.

"Byeol no!" San whined as the cat hissed at you and ran to the other room.

You clutched your hand tightly, trying to soothe the pain but it came in waves and burned. San worriedly came closer to you and him and his sister examined your hand. There was definitely blood coming out of the claw marks. They had to take you to the hospital to get you tetanus shots.

"I'm so sorry Y/N, your hand is ruined and you're in pain because of me"

"not because of you Sannie, it was Byeol but you can't really blame her, she an animal after all"

Mingi

Mingi took you to the dance studio to show you the new dance he choreographed. He was happy with it and spent a lot of time perfecting it and wanted you to see it. You were supportive of his ambitions as a rapper and a dancer, aside from Ateez. He was grateful for you for being by his side and understanding the time and effort it required. You never complained when he was unable to make time for you sometimes, knowing that he was working hard. The bond you shared was strong and you two were inseparable.

"okay I'm gonna start, queue the music"

And with that he started dancing. You were in awe of the way his body moved and how effortlessly he executed the difficult moves. You clapped when he finished.

"wow Mingi... this is... wow... I'm so proud" you were at a loss of words.

"come on I'll teach you the floor move, it's the easiest"

It was the easiest, for a trained dancer that is. You both didn't realize how difficult it actually was. You, because you weren't a dancer and Mingi made it look like a piece of cake. Mingi, because it came naturally to him and he had insane body control so he thought it was actually easy.

He taught you how to slide using your core strength. You didn't have a strong core to begin with, so you landed on your knee and pain shot up in your leg. You clutched it and let out a whine. Mingi took a look at it saw it reddening.

"I'm sorry for making you do this" he shook his head.

"nah I shouldn't have said yes" you smiled, not wanting him to be upset.

"let's get you home"

Wooyoung

He kept his artist of the month news a secret from you. He wanted to surprise you with it. So when you saw it on twitter you called him and congratulated him.

"this is huge Woo, I'm so proud of you!"

"I know you're rooting for me. I want you to come at the practice session we're having, just so we can perform on stage too"

You agreed to come and dressed up for him. When he saw you enter the studio in your black jeans that hugged your curves and the loose green cardigan which you styled and tucked in from the front. You had your hair down and mere sight of you took Wooyoung's breath away. His dancer friend from bb trippin' knew about your relationship but some of the staff was different that day and didn't know who you were.

Your eyes gleaned, watching Wooyoung dance. He was in his element and looked ethereal. The practice session ended and before you could run to him and hug him, you saw another woman, a staff member get close to him, handing him a water bottle and wiping his sweat off with a cloth. You were stunned but didn't think muhh about it, since his job required him to be around other women too. You watched from a distance how she talked to him for some time and subtly placed a hand on his thigh, giggling and telling him he did well. You were hurt to say the least. He didn't spare you a glance and then talked to her as if you weren't in the room. You didn't ruin the mood for him at the moment but were screaming internally watching her flirt with your man in broad daylight and him going along with him.

After the session ended, his choreographer called him to discuss important matters with him and the staff started leaving. You noticed how the same woman was hanging around, until another senior staff member told her to pack up and leave. After the discussion, Wooyoung came running to you.

"did you like it?" he asked excitedly.

"the performance? yes. The little show with that staff woman? absolutely not"

His face fell at your words.

"baby listen, I had to let it slide. It's not like I could've swat her hands away and tell her to go away. Having good chemistry with the staff results in good performances. Please try to understand"

"I don't know Wooyoung. And this is just what I saw. I can't stop imagining what else goes on since I'm not around all the time"

"I want you to trust me. I'm all yours. No one can take me away from you. No one. You don't know the hold you have around my heart. You don't know what you do to me. It's you and only you. Never forget that."

Jongho

If there's one thing in this world that Jongho liked doing the most, it was comparing how strong he was compared to you. No, you didn't even compare. You didn't even come close. He loved lifting you like it was nothing, tightening jars on purpose so you would ask him to open them for you and lifting the furniture with one hand while you both cleaned. He also loved arm wrestling with you with just two of his fingers of his non dominant hand, while you struggled to win with your dominant hand.

You both sat in the middle of the living room. Jongho challenged you to arm wrestling and the loser would have to clean the dishes. He wasn't even trying while you were shaking by using the entire strength in your arm. He got a little cocky when his hand got tired and decided to end it with a bang. He used intense force and your hand landed on the table with a thud. You pulled it back and rubbed it. He didn't fully realize how hard he hurt you until he saw just how red the back of your hand was. He immediately apologized but you got up to give yourself first aid, not responding to him. He followed you to the kitchen and tried helping but you shoved him aside.

"leave me alone"

"I'm sorry I hurt you. Let me help"

"Jongho please just leave me alone right now"

He felt awful to have hurt you and after you went to your bedroom, he did the dishes. You had invited him to stay the night at your apartment so he was glad he could be around to make it up to you.

He came to you some time later and apologized again and took responsibility of his actions.

"you scared me Jongho"

"I'm so sorry, I'll be more careful I promise"

#ateez #ateez reactions #ateez imagines #ateez hongjoong #hongjoong x y/n #ateez seonghwa #seonghwa x y/n #ateez yunho #yunho x you #ateez yeosang #yeosang x reader #ateez san #san x y/n #ateez mingi #mingi x reader #ateez wooyoung #wooyoung x y/n #ateez jongho #jongho x reader #ateez fluff #ateez angst

[aching-tummies]

if i was your partner... I'd take you on a date to the county fair. I know you have a sweet tooth, and I promise to buy you whatever you want. When we get there, we haven't had dinner yet so we get a big meal of hamburgers and hot dogs, and some fried dough and cotton candy for you. I tell you I want to take a lap around the fair to see what rides there are, and get you as many treats as you want. Ice cream, churros, sodas and milkshakes all end up in your belly... 1/?

I’ve never been to a fair/amusement park or anything so when my beloved suggests we go I’m excited. Since I was a child, I’ve always wanted to go to these things because friends that have gone always have such cool stories about the rides or cute ones about laughing and having fun with their dates. Also…the occasional fair food item sounds delicious.

At the same time, I’m wary of the food because I’ve eaten stuff like ice cream, churros, milkshakes, and hot dogs before. Not at a fair setting and definitely not all in the same day. Past experience tells me that these are the kinds of foods that give me a queasy tummy ache individually. The idea of eating them all in the same day has me apprehensive. Absentmindedly, I press my hands to my tummy as though guarding it from the thought of such a nasty ache.

The day of the fair arrives and excitement has given way to nerves and those nerves have gone straight to my stomach. As we get out of the car and approach the fair grounds my stomach clenches and does flips. An empty growl splits the air but peters off into an inaudible, nauseous burble. I haven’t eaten much since you told me about our visit to the fair. The thought of fair-food filled me with dread since I knew we were coming and I guess I subconsciously lost my appetite in preparation…to try to give the fair-food a blank slate as though in hopes it’ll hurt less if it’s just the fair-food bouncing around in my gut. I rub my tummy with both hands, squeezing my eyes shut against the sensations rolling within it. I want to bolt. I want to go home. It’s like my tummy knows exactly where we are going and knows it’s in for something nasty.

I toy with the idea of asking that we just go on rides. I try to formulate the words, to make up a reason why I won’t be eating anything at the fair. Variations of “my tummy’s upset” or “I ate earlier and I’m full” come to mind. The latter wouldn’t be something I could fool you with. We’ve been together the whole day and you know naught but water has passed my lips all day. If my stomach weren’t sickeningly empty, I would definitely have thrown up by now. The anxiety of the impending situation twists in my gut, and I feel like a solid mass is forming inside my hollow gut…an imagined mass that sends urgent “puke” signals to my brain. I feel my stomach muscles convulse and I squeeze my eyes shut as it snarls again.

Your hand comes to my stomach and jolts me out of my thoughts.

“Aww…hungry?” You say as you pat my stomach through my clothes. You heard the hunger part of the growl and you took my hands on my tummy as a sign of a hunger pang. Or so I think.

“Uhm…n-not exac—"

“They sell food in there. Let’s grab some hotdogs before we check out the rides.” You pat your own stomach, triggering a growl that has no hint of nausea in it. “I’m hungry too.”

My stomach burbles as you all but push me forward, walking us to the entrance of the grounds. Each step brings the thought, “dead man (stomach) walking”. I had opted to eat less/not at all in preparation for this day because I didn’t want to come to the grounds with an upset tummy. My own stupid anxiety over what this kind of food does to me foiled that plan. If I had known my stomach would be upset entering the grounds regardless of whether or not I had eaten anything I would have just eaten something rather than endure hunger for so long.

“Uhm…d-darling? Hotdogs…uhm…y-you know what hot dogs do to my stom—”

“Ooh! Chilli-dogs! Yeah, those beat hot-dogs any day. We’re getting some!” It’s like you didn’t hear me. Tears prickle my lashes as I realize you’ve cut off all my attempts at telling you something is wrong. I open my mouth again but the glint in your eye shuts me up.

You know. The way your hand is snaked around my waist and how your palm is pressed up against my tummy is a new clue. The gentle, subtle rubs you’re giving me, that I haven’t noticed until now—you’ve done similar motions before. When I lost a dear family member you made those same motions on the back of my neck and on my shoulder when you put your arm around me. It’s your go to ‘comforting’ move. You know what’s on my mind. You know how upset my tummy is. You know I’m anxious about the impending stomach ache. And I know about your fascination with my stomach; we aren’t just here for the fair.

“Let’s walk and eat. Fair grounds are huge and I don’t know exactly what rides they have this year. Let’s do a lap, or two, and fill our tummies with all the different food as we narrow down which ones we want to go on.”

You’re still rubbing lazy circles on my tummy. Your voice and the gentle rubs slowly bring me out of my own head and the tight vice-like coil of anxiety in my gut unclenches just a little. The anxiety lessens just enough for a hungry growl to squeeze out. You know exactly what rides are offered. You studied the pamphlet thoroughly and I know for a fact you have a ranking order of your favorite rides. You love the fair and are a seasoned fair-goer. The walk is for my benefit. Suggesting two laps and suggesting that we slowly fill our bellies is entirely for the sake of my tummy. Starting at the fair with an already upset tummy wasn’t in the plan. You don’t just want to deal with an anxious tummy or a sickly one…the food and the fair-experience are part of your script for tonight. I take a deep breath and try to calm my nerves. If I let myself throw up it’s all over—that’ll be the end of the night. I don’t want to rob you of your opportunity to enjoy the fair. It only happens once a year. I don’t want to imagine having to deal with an entire year of an anxiety-induced stomach ache—knowing that you’ll try again next year.

“O-Okay…uhm…c-could we just split the food? I-I just want a bite or two of everything.” I pat my tummy. “You know my capacity is garbage.” You grin.

“Sure! One large chili-dog it is. Wanna choose what flavor milkshake we get? Oh, and the churros at one particular truck are to die for—you gotta try ‘em!”

And…we’re off. Your hand slides away from my waist and takes my hand instead as you pull me into the fair. I slide a reassuring hand on my tummy, hidden behind my messenger-bag. I rub my tummy gently, trying to quell the upset.

2/? ... and by the time we're ready to ride a ride, I can hear your tummy grumbling noisily. I ask if you're okay, and you insist, though you look a bit nauseous. We end up on the Tilt-A-Whirl, and afterwards, your stomach is louder than ever. I ask if you're hungry, if maybe that'll help your loud, bloated aching belly, and you say yes. More treats end up in your tummy, until its aching so bad you can barely stand...

A large chili-dog, a sub-par burger, and a churro have disappeared between both our guts and I’m currently polishing off the large choco-banana milkshake we ordered. Sure, you had most of the chili-dog and the burger was because you were still hungry—I’ve let you have the lion’s share of the solid foods. I meant to let you have most of the milkshake too, but you’ve been sneakily finding ways to have it end up in my hands and to my lips.

My stomach is comfortable right now. There’s a barely-there queasiness in it but it’s slight enough to be ignored. It’s quite noisy though, churning away as it tries to break down what’s gone into it. You’ve been rubbing my tummy as we’ve been walking for the last ten minutes or so and I’m sure your rubs are the only reason my stomach is comfortable right now. Without the rubs, a normal fast-food combo has been enough to give me a twisting ache in my gut, enough to get me to cry and dash off to a bathroom to be rid of the mess.

“Oh, hey! Let’s go on that!” You gesture to the roller-coaster we’ve arrived at. I’ve never been on one. “Oh…damn…no drinks allowed on it.”

I raise my eyebrow quizzically as I rattle the empty milkshake cup. You offer a sheepish smile and hold up a full cup of cola you’ve been clutching in your other hand. “Came with the burger. Could’ja help? My tummy’s gettin’ kinda full.” You place a hand on your slightly rounded tummy.

Sure, it’s only cola…but neither of us is in the habit of wasting food. Steeling my nerves, I grab the cola and begin to suck at the straw, taking it down in gulps and thanking the heavens that it’s small as far as beverage containers go.

You pat my grumbling tummy as I finish the cola, forcing a sharp belch to pass my lips. “You didn’t have to chug it, we could have come back.” You coo as you continue to pat and rub my tummy. I groan, realizing my stupidity. My stomach sloshes sickeningly and rumbles violently at the sudden addition.

“Nah. We’ve already done two laps around the grounds. If we’re going to ride anything now’s the time.” A part of me just wants this night to be over. That cola pushed the discomfort meter in my gut higher. There’s a tight pressure inside of me right now and I want to believe it’s just the carbonation from the cola.

We share a car in the roller coaster. I grip the bar. Do not throw up. Do not throw up. Do not throw up. Repeats like a mantra in my head. Just as the coaster starts rolling, you release the bar and put both hands on my gut. You knead into my tummy, forcing burps out as I grip the rail tightly for the both of us. We have seatbelts and all that…the bar is just there for an extra level of safety. You’re experienced, you know we won’t fall even if we aren’t white-knuckling it so you put your hands to a different use. Each loop and sharp turn of the coaster causes your grip on my tummy to tighten. A particularly sharp turn sends your entire form slamming against me and your elbow meets my stomach and has me feeling something wet surge up my esophagus but I fight it down. You’ve managed to get most of the gas out of my tummy before the big loop of the coaster, at which point you offer one last pat to my tummy and turn to face forward properly. My stomach churns as we slow and watch the looming loop seeming to creep up on us. As we crawl up the loop my own hands clutch my tummy and I begin to squeeze, short and small burps burble out of me. You raise an eyebrow but are more fixated on the coaster. I want the gas out. I don’t want the inversion to cause a burp to bring up something else when we’re completely upside-down.

As we climb out of the coaster all that is left in my gut is a dense mass of thick sludge swirling around in a lake of cola. Some of the milk from the shake most definitely curdled in the acid bath of the cola. I let out a few moans as I walk and my hands have not left my tummy since we got off. I cradle my churning gut as I make my way to a miraculously empty bench.

“Babe, you okay?” Concern colors your voice as you skip after me. I need a few minutes for my stomach to re-orient itself. I can feel the thick sludge swimming in my gut and it is not a pleasant feeling. The squeals and whines from my gut betray that it doesn’t like the sensations either.

You’ve disappeared and I’m too absorbed in the activity in my tummy to care. Bathroom break, maybe. I press into my tummy cautiously, wincing at the churning grumble that is pushed forth from it. I can’t help but groan under my breath. My stomach really sick. I feel like it’s a sack of vomit churning violently rather than a stomach at this point.

I hear the crinkle of paper and I open my eyes. Something crisp and golden is shoved into my face as though you are presenting me with a bouquet of flowers.

“Is that?” My eyes widen.

“Yup! A Bloomin’ Onion! I saw a stall selling ‘em while we were on the coaster.” You announce proudly as you plop yourself down next to me.

Eagerly, I reach to tear off a piece of the treat, my nauseous tummy forgotten.

“I thought you’d need something to settle your stomach and maybe absorb some of the mess in there.” You pat my noisily churning tummy. “A-also…you’ve always wanted to try this thing, right? ‘cuz you love onion rings.”

“Mmph.” I give you an affirmative grunt as my mouth is full of the treat. You giggle and tear off some for yourself.

Once the onion has disappeared between the two of us my stomach is feeling moderately better. I’ve eaten most of it. I’ll definitely come to regret putting something so oily down the hatch, but I take your hand and suggest more rides before it has time to bloom into a full-blown sickly ache. I’m resigned to it now. We’ve got precious few minutes before my stomach begins to literally belly-ache about what’s gone into it.

We arrive at your favorite, the Tilt-a-Whirl. Nothing will stop me from letting you enjoy this ride tonight. I hope my stomach gets the memo. As I hear the screams from the ride, I notice someone off to the side of it, hurling into a convenient trash bin. I grimace, willing that not to be me.

“Babe, you sure you’re up for this?” You’re worried. I take your hand as we get in the (thankfully) short line.

“Yeah. You love this ride. It’s fine.” My tummy grumbles deeply, sounding like a dying lawn mower or something.

You slide your hands around my waist, rubbing and patting at the upset vat that is my stomach. Your hands are magic. By the time we’re at the front of the line my stomach is still churning, and aching, but not as violently as it was before. There’s a very present ache in my guts but it’s just under the threshold between a full-blown stomach ache and something that could just be classified as discomfort.

The seatbelt is tight against my tummy and I have doubts, almost caving and telling the staff I’ve changed my mind and to let me off before the ride has even begun. As the cup spins the centrifugal force causes the belt to cut into my stomach jostling it every which way. I grow steadily more and more nauseous as the ride goes on. I don’t have your miracle hands on my tummy and that thought is enough to make me want to cry. Seeking some escapism, I let my mind wander as I try to focus on anything but the violent churning in my tummy. This ride has accomplished in thirty seconds what it took your hands thirty minutes to fix.

I imagine how this ride looks from above. It must look pretty cool—my thoughts are interrupted by a new one: how this ride looks from above is how my stomach feels right now. Uneven, unpredictable churning with little bits seeming to churn within the mess. Yeah, the inventor of this thing must have seen some cruel irony in fabricating a ride that was an external representation of what it was causing internally.

When the ride ends I practically stumble into you. You laugh, dizzy yourself, and we move together. I’m leaning on you, whimpering and clutching at my distressed tummy. I can feel it. I want to throw up. The vomit signals are very strong but it feels like one of the chunks of curdled whatever has blocked the path to my esophagus. My stomach convulses and I whine as it grumbles angrily.

Your hand comes to my tummy. “Aww…baby…you hungry? The most of a solid thing you’ve eaten today has been that onion. Maybe something more solid in your tummy will calm it down?”

I can no longer tell if you’re sticking to your kink-script or if you genuinely believe my sickly tummy is in need of some proper sustenance. My stomach feels too awful to care so I let you lead me by the hand wherever it is you want us to go.

I don’t protest when something is shoved into my hands. You tell me to eat and I mechanically bring it to my mouth and take bites. I don’t even know what it is you’re making me eat, but many different treats disappear into my tummy. I think there was a burrito of some sort at one point. At least two different churros have made an appearance too. A slice of pizza, dripping with grease, is definitely one of the items if the layer of grease floating in my gut is any indication.

“Ergh…ugh…” I curl, bringing my knees up and sandwiching my arms over my belly. You led me to a sort of hidden bench. We’re kind of behind one of the tents for some carnival game and there’s tree-coverage around us. You wanted some privacy while you fed me and I’m grateful for it because I’m certain my stomach is about to spill out of my mouth and I do not want an audience. Upset doesn’t even begin to cover how bad it feels. I feel like I’ve swallowed lava and the molten mass is burning away my digestive organs. The lingering ‘discomfort’ of an ache threatening to bloom finally explodes and I curl up tightly, the added pressure not doing any favors for my poor, achy tummy. “Ugh…urp…n-no more…please? Ugh…babe…it hurts. My tummy hurts so, so much…” My stomach protests just vocally as I do.

I end up flopping over onto my side on the bench, knees still curled up to press my arms into my sickly belly. You guide me to make sure my head is on your lap. You try to get me to uncurl, to grant you access to my tummy, but my limbs refuse to budge so you settle on rubbing my side and back.

“Aww…baby…maybe a walk would settle your tummy?” Your voice is sickly sweet and I groan as it goes straight to my stomach, feeling like I just guzzled another cola.

“Umph…nuh-uh—nope. Not gunna.” I curl up, my tears soaking into the fabric on your lap as I whimper a little. I try to bring up a burp, desperately trying to relieve some of the pressure in my gut. Nothing comes up. I know there’s some in there—there has to be—but each time I clench my abdomen it feels like there’s something sickly blocking the path of the gas. If I were to really push it I could maybe clear the blockage…but I’d almost definitely end up vomiting all over your lap.

“Babe…how about that walk?” You suggest again and this time I glare at you from your lap. I glare at you and uncurl just a little. You can see the pain lancing through my eyes for a split second. I watch as your gaze travels to my gut and then I jab at it with a hand. I bite back the groan of pain so that you can hear the resulting rumble. The turbulent sounds from the jab continue for a few moments even as I curl up again.

“A walk? You kiddin’ me? My tummy hurts, babe. Hurt doesn’t even begin to cover it. I can’t even stand up straight ‘cuz my tummy is imploding; and you want me to walk?!”

I’m being curt with you. I know I am and I regret it even as the words spill from my mouth. It’s the stomach ache. I haven’t had such a nasty one in a very long time.

3/3 I feel terribly you're not feeling so well, and offer to help you to the car. You lean on me heavily, and I rub your aching belly as we make our way back to the car. I have to help you in, and the seatbelt barely fits over your round tummy. I rub it as we drive home, and carry you into our house where I'll nurse your tummy back to health... or maybe give you more snacks ;)

“Oh, baby…I’m sorry.” You’re genuinely sorry and that makes me feel even worse about snapping at you. I pull a hand out from its position on my tummy, reaching over to brush against your face, to apologize in some way.

A sharp cramp shoots through my unhappy tummy and I let out an exclamation of pain. It felt like I got punched, from the inside. I whimper and close my eyes, breaths labored as I clutch at my tummy again. My stomach convulses violently and you can tell that I’m trying very hard both to vomit and to keep it in me. The struggle exhausts me and it breaks your heart to see it go down.

The fit dies down after a while and I eventually lie still on your lap. My stomach continues to churn within me and you can hear the sickly burbling. You’ve taken to carding a hand through my hair and using your other hand to rub at whatever you can reach—arm, side, back. The shooting cramps die down somewhat and I manage to uncurl. I find your hand and guide it to my stomach and you rub it gently. I’m still biting back grunts with each breath but you can tell that your massage is slowly doing something for my sickly tummy.

“Do you think you can get to the car? I think we’re done here.”

I whimper, shaking my head and guiding your hand back to my tummy. “Not yet. Ugh…please?” I look at you, silently begging for more rubs. “If I get up now I’m gonna hurl.” You continue rubbing my tummy and we continue in our positions for a while.

My stomach is fairly distended. I usually don’t eat much in a single day and you managed to cram a whole lot of stuff I usually wouldn’t touch into me today. Sugar, fried foods, salt, milkshakes. This is stuff I only allow myself to indulge in a couple of times a year…and only one at a time, usually. Like…before meeting you I was the type to see a can of cola as a treat. That was my dessert quota for the day or week. After we got together the occasional scoop of ice-cream became another dessert option—but always only one scoop. This is our first time at the fair as a couple and you really let me have it. You gave me the ‘full’ experience in more ways than one and my tummy is suffering for it.

“Urp…ugh…nachos? When did I eat nachos?” You laugh at my observation, a sign that I’m doing a bit better.

“I think it was between the second burrito and the banana split.” You inform me as I sit up.

“Second? Banana…split?” I’m surprised. I know I was out of it when you were feeding me, too caught up in the agony swirling in my tummy, but I didn’t think I was that out of it. “Wait…when was the pizza?” You laugh at my dumbfounded expression.

“I only gave you a few bites of the banana split ‘cuz I wanted it…and ‘cuz it looked like you were going to be sick at that point. You ate a whole slice of that pizza before the ice-cream.” My stomach burbles as it’s reminded and I put a hand on it.

“I don’t think that qualified as pizza. It feels like it was grease with a side of dough and cheese.” I groan, patting my tummy gently and rubbing up and down slightly. I still feel sick but the crippling ache has subsided…for now.

I take your hand and get up off the bench. You’re up immediately and drag one of my arms over to rest around your shoulders. We stumble our way toward the exit with your hands resting on my waist. My other hand on my belly is more to support the extra weight while yours provide some much-needed rubs. It’s a team effort to get to the car in my state.

You help me into the passenger seat as I moan. The cramps are building in intensity. You fasten my seatbelt and I almost push you off when you put too much pressure leaning over me to get the thing buckled. Now that I am sitting up my belly is really prominently distended. As you back up I immediately recline the seat, giving my belly some much needed room.

“Do not throw up in the car.” You admonish.

“Urgh…urp…ulp…ugh…no promises.” I whimper. You close the door and the impact jostles my belly. I clutch at it with a groan, swallowing back something thick and wet.

It’s a long drive back home. I’m reclined as far as the seat will go. You have one hand on the wheel and the other rubbing absentmindedly over the crest of my tummy when it’s not needed to steer or shift gears or whatever.

A part of you feels horrible for what we have done tonight. While both of us are into tummies, this is the first time we’ve ever done something like this. We’ve done some minor stuffings before. We’ve done other things in the realm of tummy kink before. This is a first where you stuffed me with foods that would normally cause me great distress all on their own and you decided to cram them all into me in the span of six hours.

I’m lost to the pain as we pull up to our place. I’m in the same incoherent state I was in when you fed me all those things I didn’t register. Gently, you unbuckle the seatbelt, guiding it home so that it doesn’t have a chance to upset my belly further. I groan and nearly lose my gorge as you slide your arms under my back and my knees and lift me out of the car with a massive heave.

The vertigo goes right to my tummy and I’m a groaning mess as you whisper reassurances at me. We’re almost home. Don’t throw up on you. Etc.

You set me on the couch. The bedroom is too far a walk and you don’t want to risk dropping me. The extra weight of all that indigestion is more than you anticipated.

I can’t move. My tummy is pinning me down and the threat of vomiting is extreme. I feel like a thermometer or something with the sludge going up and down my esophagus.

You set a bin within reach of me before disappearing to the kitchen. I whimper, wishing I could call out. I need your hands on my belly. I feel so sick.

I hear clattering in the kitchen. The tell-tale signs of something being microwaved. I hope it’s a heat pack or something even if the added pressure of it is sure to make me vomit. You return with a plate of pizza bites and my stomach pulls a move where it feels like it’s trying to drop out of me and run. I can’t move. I’m too full, too sick, and in too much pain. I only hope you have a night of rubs planned and that you’ve got a hair-tie somewhere ‘cuz there is no way this night ends without me throwing up.

#AT Asks #Tummy RP #bloated belly #Tummy ache kink #Stuffing #tummy stuffing

[draconic-ichor]

Imagine in an alternate universe where the Heisenberg family visits an amusement park for the very first time. How would the family spend their day?

Here's what I think:

Karl would surely lose his mind but he'd be more excited to hop in on a roller coaster ride than his kids lmao. Juniper has to remind Karl to calm down at times or the whole roller coaster will come crashing down under his abilities lol.

Netta and Kolt gets to have cotton candy and hotdogs!

Just wait for all their adventures!

But this is cute:

“Daddy can I have some cotton candy?” Rose asked excitedly, tugging on Ethan’s coat sleeve.

Always one to give in, he smiled, “Yea, let’s go.”

Heisenberg was about to heckle him for being a pushover until he looked down into two sets of big blinking eyes.

“…damnit.” He cursed under his breath, started to lead his own crew over to the snack counter.

“What color do you want?” He asked the kids as Ethan fished around for money in his pockets.

“Green!” Rose called.

“Blue!” Kolt bounced.

Heisenberg nodded looking to Netta that was mulling over the options. She turned to her father with big eyes, silently.

“They don’t have purple babygirl.” Heisenberg frowned.

“They all taste the same.” Ethan whispered earning him a warning look from the other man.

“You want a different color?” He asked his daughter.

Netta tilted her head, looking up at him.

“No?”

She shook her head ‘no’.

“Want to go look for something purple?” He ventured.

Netta nodded, reaching up. Heisenberg scooped her up turning towards Ethan, “Can you watch the boy for a bit, we gotta go hunt for Netta snacks?”

“Sure.” Ethan agreed, buying the older kids their cotton candy.

Later on when all the kids were full of sugar and Heisenberg ate an inhuman amount of hotdogs they were ready for the real show. Heisenberg practically jumped out of his skin wanting to ride something.

“I can’t believe the wives let us come alone!” Heisenberg gushed, heading towards the nearest one.

“…yea.” Ethan remembered Juniper pulling him aside as they packed the car and warning him to keep a close eye on the metal bender.

It was just a large fair with some easier rides, the group not quite ready for a full blown amusement park.

They got to the top of a Ferris wheel, Heisenberg becoming irritated with its slowness.

“Hey Winters, I can make this like ten times more exciting.” Heisenberg smiled devilishly.

The kids were looking over the edge, not paying attention to the adults.

“Heisenberg do not!” Ethan began.

“Heisenberg do!” Heisenberg cackled, lifting his hands.

“Noooooo!!” Ethan yelled.

#resident evil village #karl heisenberg #heisenberg x oc #re8 oc #heisenberg #in the steel steeds heart #resident evil #re8 ethan winters #answered asks #dabbles

[azusawrites]

title. ferris wheel

rating. T

characters. Kalim Al Asim/Kore Hightower

taglist. @itsocxcanonweek

Neon lights swirling around. Soft music in the background. She can feel the pressure of his fingers against her waist and thanks herself for wearing something that leaves her skin bare so his heat washes over her in waves. He smells like tangerines and the soft, pink bubblegum candy floss they had after the train ride that left them squashed in between two other couples, holding tight onto the railing, and close enough she could almost breathe through his lungs. She liked the T-Shirt he wore on their date – light and colourful, then creased by all the running around they did. She could trace the lines with her fingertips, count every juncture and every overlay. There was a stain at the bottom, just where the corners folded against themselves, and it stood out because it was the same type of mustard that she used at home. She wondered if he knew. Though even if he didn’t, she still treasured that little thread that tied them to each other through these little moments, through these little fairytale dreams that she fears she’s still asleep for.

Holding another person, being held by another person – these are strange notions to Kore yet. It feels like the weight of the world is pressed against her frame when he puts his arms around her, and yet it doesn’t feel heavy at all. She doesn’t feel any strain, just the soft rocking of the ocean as it laps at her feet and how the desert kisses her skin, promising her that it will do anything it can to make the song on the tip of her tongue burst forth. He says he likes the way she tastes. That she closes her eyes just after they kiss. And those were things she never expected anybody to say about her but now only wanted to hear from him.

The cabin that they sit in is mostly drenched in shadows that drape themselves on top of them, almost covering their whole bodies. Huddled in the corner as they are, she thinks not even the moon can spot them through the darkness. There are no stars tonight – the firelights have sent them scrambling, falling over each other until later this month they will descend in a shower. He told her they have to go see it when it happens. She made her plans and noted it in her calendar, a little pink heart just above the number, that was erased later because it felt too silly to put something like that in, then redrew it because she realized it didn’t matter because it made her happy.

“This was fun,” he mutters against her hair. Her legs are thrown over his, her white sneakers not even touching the floor, and she’s halfway in his lap, his fingers against her skin. She thinks this is what heaven must feel like. All warm and loving and soft, kissing the top of your head and yawning occasionally with a satisfied smile on its kind face. Kalim looked cute no matter what but in this low light he was heartbreakingly handsome. “We should come here someday again!”

“We should,” she agrees. “But next time we shouldn’t eat hotdogs just before we get on the roller coaster, you know?”

He laughs and it sounds like bells. “That was still so much fun!”

“We threw up after!”

“That’s true,” he says and brings her closer. Her chest presses against him, and her legs get tangled up in his, but she doesn’t feel the need to move. This position too is comfortable, even if his belt digs in her stomach. “But wasn’t it fun when we went through that loop? I thought I would fall out of my seat! Then I got worried you would.”

“We had the belts so we would have been fine.”

“Hm, I guess that’s true too…” He shifts the giant toy cat he won for her (after 178 attempts) to the other side of the bench, where it sits pressed against the window of the cabin, overlooking the fair. Grim will be furious when he’ll see it later this night, plotting already to dispose of his rival, but for now, she’s enjoying the sight of it whole and cute and all for her. There must be people down there and light and colours. Couples and families all darting around trying to immerse themselves in the fun and the laughter just like they did before. While they were still having their fun too, probably. But then she only had eyes for Kalim so it might as well have been a deserted ground. He wraps his arms around her waist and brings her closer, trailing kisses all across her forehead while she buries her face in his neck. He has such soft skin – it’s intoxicating. “Can I kiss you now?”

“What?” Kore asks.

“Can I kiss you now? You said I couldn’t kiss you until some time passed after we rode the roller coaster and we brushed our teeth and that was… four hours ago!”

“Was it really that long?”

“It was,” he whines and kisses her head. “I kept looking at the watch because I wasn’t sure what you meant by later but every time we just kept on getting on new rides! And that was fun! But by the I remembered, I just didn’t have the chance anymore.” The Ferris Wheel comes to a halt atop its highest point, where the lights below become so dim she can barely spot them anymore. In the darkness, she can feel the beat of his heart and his warmth, the welcome embrace that he always keeps her in when they are together. “So, can we kiss now? Please?”

She thinks her heart might melt someday. That the heat might be too much and will just leave it in a pink puddle on the floor, glittering under the sunlight. Kalim has the oddest effect on her – she feels like she can’t breathe anymore, while at the same time, it’s like her lungs are expanding for the first time ever. She’s filled with the sight of him until every inch of her skin is glistening with the love and lightness that he overflows with. Kalim is warmth in every sense of the word – easy and pristine and welcoming. Staying in his arms makes him feel like her weary bones can finally rest after the long haul that has always been her life. In this softness, she can find the own beat of her heart echoing.

She smiles, but she’s certain he can’t see it in the dark. The moon makes for a poor light source, but she still lets herself gaze into his eyes.

“It’s so dark. Will you even be able to find me like this?”

She meant it as a joke, but when he holds her tighter she feels like she’s ready to burst beneath his fingertips. He smells of summer and the ocean, and when he speaks he carries with him that first rush of waves that break against the sun at dusk. Quiet and ephemeral and it makes her sink into him deeper until she cannot tell where she ends and he begins.

“Of course, I will!” His mouth is pressed against her own, lips tracing familiar patterns. She touches his neck, in that spot just beneath his chin to try to stop the rushing of blood in her ears. “You’re just right next to me. And there’s no way that I would ever be able to lose you.”

“How so?”

“It’s because I can hear the beating of your heart.” He lays his palm across it. “If I follow it, I can always come back to you.”

He tastes like candy floss and the sugary drinks they had all day. Like mint and coffee and all sorts of treats that she’s seen only in magazines, with pretty girls on the cover that held out trays packed to the brim with pastries. Kalim tasted like the ocean, crashing against the sandy beach while swallowing the sun in its hold. It was strangely new and nostalgic, like her mouth would always remember the shape of his, but was still surprised at the tenderness of it all. She would always sink into him, clamouring for his welcoming embrace, until nothing of her remained but the shape of her bones, the ribs and the heart in its beating form.

Atop the Ferris Wheel, time was standing still, just their hearts going on at the exhausting beat at which all love marches on, through the darkness, until it finds that patch of light which calls to it. And when it does it latches on, until the world has melted away and it's just them crashing against the sandy beach at dusk, taken in by the sight of the sun submerging under their bodies.

Kalim feels like home and somehow far away at the same time. And she realizes that’s why she loves him.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twist #twist oc #twisute #twisute oc #oc x canon week #oc x canon #kalim al asim #kore hightower #scarabia #goldtower

[devoiante]

january poetry prompts: day 25

"pineapple clouds"

congratulations, you have won a game of roulette you've never played and are now eligible for a ticket to my carnival for just the price of a little time. if you haven't got time, fret not! receive a free bag of our pink popcorn and you may be on your way. if you'd spare me some time though, welcome to the carnival! here's a little doorgift and we'd recommend you try these charming churros while they're fresh from the oven, let that popping candy take you so high you can see past the peaks of the castle! i'm glad to hear you like that, there's barely a potion in it. oh yes, a little hypnotic potion - you look...bemused! anyway if you'd look here we have our pride and joy, the carousel we can't put anywhere but out front! hand me your bag and climb on a unicorn, it's right about to start spinning up a tornado and jiggling your brains a little loose so the popcorn can work its magic at maximum potency later. had fun? the candy coaster is right this way so get ready to be buckled down! i'll show you the moon and the stars and the milky way with how giddy you'll be because boy does this pegasus go fast! no, no i promise it'll be fun - there's only thirteen loops. remember to grab some of those pineapple clouds for cotton candy while you're up there. they might sear your tongue off but well guess i've left you speechless now! i got you some strawberry jelly to match your legs! you'll taste nothing like this and remember me when you see strawberries forever. oh right we can't forget the hotdogs from hell because a nosebleed looks pretty cute on you and we've got the best roses if you hate the scent of blood so help yourself and pick as many as you want. gosh do i love showing people the fun in crazy. you have to see the fur floors now -oh! a little late but there's no floor under the fluffy carpet...haha surprise then! i'll get you some pink ice for your sprained ankle. i love this carpet, fine unicorn skin. let's take a trip to the other side for a little game of slippery rainbow! you see our unicorns here are skinless and extra slippery so hold on tight and don't fall on the rainbow ride for the prize of shocking serpent slushie! unless you end up in the moat, that is. all the serpents are there for your left lung. right...i guess missing a lung isn't all that reason to miss our signature pink popcorn too! peach flavoured and savoury too, the perfect potion will now blow you mind. literally. ooh look at that bubbly pink brain sludge oozing out of your eyes and ears! here, try these funny fries too - see how your heart grows cute little claws and rips its way out! love the splat of a heart on my rose quartz ground. we're just about to close for maintenance. let me package your heart into a pretty pink box and you can tell them i wrapped it so lovingly in holographic cellophane today. the stake in there's a souvenir! now get lost because i'm sick and tired of you. shoo!

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legend says that in all the years the pink carnival has stood, its rose-coloured dungeons hotels remained almost uninhabited. no one knows why they still stand instead of another carousel or a ferris wheel, and no one who has never been there had ever gotten a word from the fairy of the pink carnival.

now i'll tell you why if you really want to know. i cannot hold any hands without melting them off with everything that held our hands together. nor do i want to, after all the worlds i have been able to see as a wanderess with no one to shackle me down to a place, a persona or a life. i want to be a sweetheart today and a siren the next, fill my wardrobe with a different slew of things every half a year with no one stopping me with "i miss who you used to be". i don't think there's anyone i am and used to be because i am vessel to a multitude of creatures that come and stay half a moon or three turns around the sun then go as i want. don't ask me what's in the chest in the carnival castle if you'll be shed with the skin you love. just take your heart and go while i thank myself for not letting the wolves out this time.

i'll only take the hands of wild souls and run into the eternal starlight.

prompt by @angelealowes on instagram.

[cheri-translates]

[CN] 3rd Anniversary Love Carnival - Shaw

🍒 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an event which has not been released in English servers! 🍒

Shaw’s Prologue: here

3rd Anniversary Masterlist: here

[ PART ONE ]

The moment we step into the amusement park, I see that a small stall not too far away is surrounded by people.

MC: That place seems very crowded...

I lift my head, noticing that curiosity has also surfaced in Shaw’s eyes.

With a slight curl of his lips, he tilts his chin towards the front.

Shaw: Let’s take a look.

In front of the small stall--

Shaw: ...why’s this thing so popular?

Shaw frowns, unable to comprehend what’s before him.

Frog eyes, bows, bee feelers... the stall is filled with all sorts of headbands.

Couples are bantering with each other while selecting appropriate styles for the other party.

Shaw bends down, leaning towards my ear--

Shaw: Don’t they feel silly wearing those things?

I find myself chuckling. Then, I hurriedly retract it. When I realise that the people around aren’t paying attention to us, I respond softly.

MC: Don’t you see how happy they look? Also, these headbands even come with earmuffs, and can keep one warm in winter.

Looking at how furry the earmuffs are, I feel as though wearing them would definitely keep me very warm.

Shaw: It’s not even cold today... Are you cold?

I shake my head.

MC: Even if it’s not for keeping one warm, it’s so cute just to wear them.

I walk forward. After sweeping a glance over them, I select a headband, wearing it on my head.

MC: Isn't it cute?

I turn to look at Shaw, and the white halo on the headband sways gently along with my action.

After looking me up and down, his brows arch slightly.

Shaw: ...I think--

Boss: Cute, cute!

The boss of the small stall shoots me a thumbs up. Then, he takes another headband from the rack, recommending it to us enthusiastically.

Boss: Cute girl, these two come in a set. If you buy them together, there’s a discount!

I look at it, noticing that the headband in his hand has two red horns which are sparkling and emitting light.

Shaw glances at it too, his eyes revealing some distaste.

After some thought, I make a decision.

MC: No need, I’ll just get this one.

I point at the headband I’m currently wearing, rejecting the boss’ suggestion with a smile. However, he doesn’t give up.

Boss: Consider it again? A handsome man and a beautiful woman - if the two of you wear them together, it’d be very matching!

MC: There’s really no need.

Faced with the boss’ repeated suggestions, I remain vehement, sticking to my principle of “only buying one”.

As Shaw listens at the side, his brows become increasingly furrowed. In the end, he can’t help but speak.

Shaw: You don’t want to wear it with me that much?

MC: Of course not.

Laughing on the inside, I pretend to make a surprised expression, waving my hands in front of him.

MC: I just think you definitely wouldn’t wear it. After all... you said this was very silly, right?

Shaw watches me quietly. After two seconds, he suddenly speaks.

Shaw: Did I say that?

MC: ?!

This time, I’m genuinely shocked. I didn’t expect him to take back what he just said. He actually didn’t admit what he had done.

Shaw: Even if I did say it, that was just now. It doesn’t reflect my present thoughts.

He says this with self-confidence. Seeing that I’m speechless, Shaw averts his eyes leisurely, turning to the boss in a good mood.

Shaw: Boss. How much for two?

[ PART TWO ]

For the first ride, Shaw pulls me towards one of the main attractions – the U-shaped roller coaster.

While seated, I grip the safety bar tightly.

As though sensing that I’m slightly nervous, Shaw leans over, his tone teasing.

Shaw: It’s all right. If you’re scared, just scream. I promise I wouldn’t laugh at you.

I. Don’t. Believe. That!

Keeping my expression blank, I keep my eyes forward.

MC: What a joke. I’m not scared at all.

Shaw: Really? How about this. Let’s make a bet. Whoever exclaims first will have to accept a punishment. How’s that?

Seeing the unconcealed challenge in his eyes, I nod, refusing to appear weak.

MC: Sure! I’m not scared!

Everyone else: Ahhhhhhhhh–

Both the exclamations from the crowd and the U-shaped roller coaster are tossed to the skies. The strong centrifugal force causes my heart rate to speed up as the coaster moves to and fro.

I shut my eyes, gritting my teeth–

I’m determined not to make a sound!

As though he guesses what I’m thinking, Shaw’s voice is suddenly at my ear.

Shaw: Just scream if you’re scared–

I respond to him loudly.

MC: I’m not scared–

The gradually increasing inertia and gravity tosses us to and fro, and it’s so fast that it’s as though even our shadows can’t keep up with us.

My hand subconsciously flies in the air, and I cling onto something subconsciously. Instinctively, I grip it tightly–

??: Mm–!!

When we return to the ground, I seem to have been given a second life, my face glowing and radiant.

MC: It’s finally over!

However, Shaw’s expression is in clear contrast to mine. The earlier excitement is completely gone from his face.

With a dark expression, he twists his wrist.

Shaw: You’ve got quite a lot of strength…

A little embarrassed, I release a soft cough. I didn’t think that the thing I had grabbed in my frantic state was actually Shaw’s hand.

Shaw: Say it. What do you want me to do?

MC: Huh?

I hesitate for a moment, then realise that he’s referring to the bet earlier.

MC: Just forget about it…

Looking at the indistinct nail marks on Shaw’s hand, and out of the kindness of my heart, I decide to divert the conversation topic. However, Shaw has no intention to do so.

Shaw: Do I look like the type of person who doesn’t keep his word? Since I promised you, I’ll do it.

Given his insistence, I no longer decline. So, I hold my chin and start thinking.

What kind of punishment would be good? After some thought, I shoot him a brilliant smile.

MC: First, lower your head. It isn’t convenient at this height.

Shaw is stunned for a moment. He frowns, his expression a little odd.

Shaw: Are you thinking of…

MC: Also, close your eyes.

Shaw’s expression turns even stranger. He seems to be somewhat uneasy, but still does what I say and bends down, shutting his eyes tight.

Shaw: You’ve got quite a number of tricks up your sleeve…

Hands behind my back, I shift nearer to Shaw.

Sensing my closeness, his brows twitch slightly.

With Shaw’s face so close to me, I chuckle–

Then, I reach out to give him a flick on the forehead.

Shaw: [hissing in pain] Ss–

Shaw’s eyes snap open, and he looks slightly muddled and lost.

Witnessing this rare expression, I rein in my laughter, nodding in satisfaction.

MC: You’re always flicking my forehead. This time, we’re even.

Shaw: …

MC: …what’s wrong?

Shaw: …very good. Just you wait.

[ PART THREE ]

Because of the sheer number of people in the cafeterias, Shaw and I decide to buy some food from the small stalls to fill our stomachs.

He places the big bag on a bench, taking out two character-shaped snacks.

After comparing them, Shaw hands me the one decorated with pink bows.

MC: What’s this?

Shaw: You’ll know if you eat it.

Saying this, he sits down beside me.

Even when it comes to things like this, he wants to keep one in suspense. While grumbling in my heart, I give it a bite. Sweetness fills my mouth in an instant.

MC: …bean paste bun?

I look at the bun in Shaw’s hand which he’s also taken a bite out of, and realise that it has minced meat in it. Curious, I ask him:

MC: Why does yours have minced meat stuffing while mine has bean paste stuffing?

Shaw pauses.

Shaw: Huh? Don’t you girls like eating sweet food?

A twinge of confusion flashes in his eyes. Giving it some thought, I try to explain.

MC: People’s tastes can’t be generalised. For example, no matter when or where, I like eating minced meat.

Shaw: …how troublesome.

Shaw mutters, then splits the meat bun into two, giving half of it to me.

Shaw: Take it.

Stunned, I look at the bun in his hand, and don’t take it.

MC: I wasn’t asking you to share it with me… Is half of it enough for you?

Shaw: There are other snacks in the bag. Also, I wasn’t that hungry to begin with.

MC: In that case… I won’t hold back!

I happily accept the meat bun. After taking a few bites, I release a contented sigh.

MC: So delicious!

Shaw: It is?

Shaw’s brows arch, and he looks at the meat bun in his hand.

Shaw: I think it’s average. It’s just a normal bun.

MC: This is something you don’t know. When you share food with someone, it becomes even more delicious.

I shoot him a confident smile.

After a pause, Shaw shrugs, not expressing an opinion.

Half of the bun is finished quickly. Shaw lifts up his Cola at the side, twisting off the bottle cap. Just before he drinks it, he pauses.

Shaw: Oh, I’ve won a prize.

His indifferent tone is mixed with a hint of satisfaction.

Leaning over to take a look, I discover that the words “One Free Bottle” is written on the bottle cap.

My heart stirs, and I excitedly lift up the Cola by my side.

MC: I’ll take a look too–

Shaw: How is it?

MC: …

Silently, I twist the bottle cap back, and take a bite out of my meat bun. A light chuckle drifts to my ears.

Shaw: Looks like it isn’t anything much.

MC: My luck isn’t good this time, that’s all.

I pout, rifling in the bag for a cheese hotdog.

Just when I open my mouth to eat it, Shaw suddenly leans over, giving it a bite.

Shaw: Mm, the taste isn’t bad.

MC: …didn’t you say you weren’t hungry?

Shaw: I’m just verifying what you said. Looks like it’s true - when you share food with someone, it does taste a little better.

The corners of Shaw’s lips curl upwards, a flash of triumph flashes across his eyes.

MC: …you’re just toying with me, aren’t you.

Shaw: You’re not wrong.

He smiles, tossing his head back as he downs the Cola. Then, he hands the bottle cap in his hand to me.

Shaw: Here.

MC: What do you want?

Shaw: I don’t know if sharing luck will help you become luckier. Test it out for me.

[ PART FOUR ]

Ghost masks on sale are hung on the dark red wall. The masks have a sense of antiquity to them, and their bewitching and bizarre appearances look utterly terrifying.

Simply standing at the entrance of the haunted house makes one feel deeply frightened. And the rule of “Only one person can enter at one time” causes several people to shrink away.

Shaw and MC: …

Shaw: Got the guts?

MC: What’s there to be afraid of?

Shaw: You first, or me?

MC: …I’ll go first.

With a solemn expression, I prepare to enter. However, my wrist is suddenly gripped by Shaw, and he pulls me back.

Shaw: Wait. I’ll give you something.

I can feel him stuffing something into my hand.

Unfurling my hand, I see a string of Buddhist prayer beads laying quietly in my palm.

MC: …

Shaw: Have a pleasant journey.

In the pitch-black and narrow pathway, I bite the bullet and move forward at a tortoise’s pace. My hands continuously twist the prayer beads, muttering to myself.

MC: Whether you’re a monster, demon, or ghost, don’t come and scare me, don’t come and scare me…

Thud–

Footsteps sound from behind me, and the hair on my body immediately stands on end.

I’m rooted to the spot. After a few seconds, when I muster the courage to turn around, a hand plops onto my left shoulder.

MC: !!!

At this moment, my blood seems to freeze.

I quietly wait for two seconds, but nothing happens. Suddenly, there’s a twinge of hope in my heart–

Maybe it’s Shaw!

Thinking of how he usually likes to play tricks on me, I become even more certain of my guess.

With a deep breath, I give myself some courage and turn my head.

MC: Shaw–

??: Fuu…….

MC: …

MC: IT’S A GHOST AHHHH–

With a speed which human eyes can’t capture, I huddle and curl into a corner, using my hand to cover my left ear, sensing goosebumps spreading across my entire body.

Along with my heartrending exclamation, a stream of chuckles resound at the same time.

??: It’s me.

Silvery white electricity appears in the darkness.

The person who’s speaking walks over to me. He squats down, a smile hanging on his lips, looking as though his prank has succeeded.

Shaw: Who was the one who made a solemn vow that she wouldn’t be scared?

I glare angrily at the person before me.

MC: I knew it was you! When you deliberately scare someone, of course they’d be scared! It’s an instinctive reaction. Also, you can scare someone to death, you know!

Weakly and helplessly, I hug myself tight. My voice is also trembling slightly.

He seems to be at a slight loss. After a while, he speaks.

Shaw: …fine, I was wrong this time.

Perhaps genuinely feeling apologetic, Shaw pauses, his voice also a little more gentle.

Shaw: Hey, want to know a way so you wouldn’t be scared?

MC: …what is it?

I lift my head from my knees in curiosity.

He offers me a hand, his eyes crinkling slightly, filled with a wilful light.

Shaw: Follow me and they won’t scare you.

Shaw and I hold hands as we continue down this cramped pathway.

Because he’s by my side, I feel much more composed.

Female ghost: I’m~ Filled~ With~ Hatred…

All of a sudden, a hand plops onto my shoulder. Shaw and I pause in our footsteps.

I subconsciously tighten my grip on Shaw’s hand. In the next moment, I feel him returning the gesture with a squeeze.

Courage fills my heart. With this, Shaw and I turn around together…

??: IT’S A GHOST AHHHH–

Another shrill cry fills the pathway.

This time, however, the cry doesn’t belong to me, but to the “female ghost” with dishevelled hair.

Shaw extinguishes the electricity in his hand. He removes the ghost masks we saw at the entrance earlier, and laughs.

Shaw: If you want to scare me, you’ve got to put in more practise.

[ PART FIVE ]

Just as I’m vexed on which attraction to head to next, the blare of a trumpet, followed by an announcement, can be heard in the park–

The “Bumper Boats” ride is holding a competition, and the winner will be awarded a surprise grand prize.

My curiosity is piqued, and I drag Shaw over.

At the venue, I discover that the way this bumper boat ride works is pretty similar to bumper cars. It’s just that the road is replaced with water, and there’s an additional tool – water guns.

I shoot Shaw an expectant gaze, and he purses his lips.

Shaw: I’m not playing. This is far too boring, and not exciting at all.

Looking at the electronic screen displaying the rankings, I continue attempting to persuade him.

MC: But the person in first place will win a surprise grand prize…

Shaw: So what? I never do boring things.

15 minutes later–

Shaw: Hey, you’re way too stupid.

Watching as Shaw holds the water gun and sprays it at me from the front, I can’t help but grumble internally – he was so unwilling just now, but ended up having more fun than anyone else.

With agile movements, I dodge that stream of water, then raise the water gun in my hand.

MC: You should watch out. I’m going to get serious now!

Shaw grins, a dazzling light flashing in his eyes.

Shaw: Bring it on.

As time trickles by, and because of how furiously we’re playing, our names on the board keep ascending the digital board.

But this also successfully stirs up the fighting spirit of others. Suddenly, we’re surrounded by opponents.

Just as I prepare to launch an attack on Shaw, the boat is struck violently by another boat. Unsteady, I find myself smacked against the steering wheel.

MC: Ahh–!

Shaw and I take a look, and see a younger man with permed hair waving his water gun at us teasingly.

Younger man: Come on! The first place belongs to me–!

Shaw: Tch, he dares to hit my person. He’s doomed.

Shaw furrows his brow, upset. He adjusts the steering wheel, turning around to look at me.

Shaw: I’m avenging you. Why are you in a daze? Catch up quickly.

MC: …who’s in a daze.

After saying this, I turn the steering wheel, stepping on the accelerator–

But my heart rate subconsciously speeds up.

With the blow of a whistle from the staff, the competition draws to an end.

Shaw and I break through, seizing the first and second places.

Staff: Congratulations to the both of you! You have both won the surprise grand prize of this competition! You’ll have the opportunity to have a group photo with this park’s auspicious “Flame Dragon”!

Shaw and I stand in front of the Flame Dragon statue. After a short silence, he suddenly speaks.

Shaw: Don’t you find it boring to take a photo like this?

MC: What idea do you have this time?

After staring at me for a while, he suddenly chuckles softly, lifting a corner of his lips.

Shaw: This time, let’s not show our ugliest expressions. Let’s do something more surprising.

I can’t help but be confused.

MC: “More surprising”?

After saying this, the staff’s voice can be heard.

Staff: Get ready for the photo. 3– 2– 1–

Before I can think, Shaw’s face suddenly looms closer–

I subconsciously stop breathing. It’s akin to a tiny firework blooming at the tip of my heart with a “pa”.

Ka cha–

With the sound of the shutter, this moment is captured forever.

Fireworks event: here

#this is just a re-post of the love carnival translations! #I'm doing some mild renovations to the blog so don't mind me! #the previous translations were split according to parts rather than love interest which I find really disjointed!

[symphonic-scream]

The class goes to an amusement park/disney

My parents are those weird Disney adults so I know more about Disneyland Paris than any other Paris parks-

This may get pretty long-

For an end of the year trip, they end up going to Disneyland. Adrien and Chloe cover costs for anyone that wouldn't have been able to go otherwise, and Luka and Kagami are somehow allowed to attend with the group

They decide to go for a weekend, so Friday night, Saturday, and Sunday, leaving Sunday night. Which means they're staying in one of the resorts. Having some of the most famous teens in Paris, they get some premium rooms, I'd imagine. Probably at the Disneyland Hotel, since it's right at the entrance and all

They arrive to the hotel Friday night so they can start fresh and early Saturday morning. Most are too excited to sleep right away, but eventually morning comes and so does their first day at Disneyland

Now because they're a school group, Ms Bustier wanted them to wear an indicator that they're from Dupont so she could keep an eye out for them in the park, claiming they're old enough that they don't require a babysitter, as long as they at least have a buddy or two

They agreed that shirts would be too much, and went with specialized bandanas, which could be worn any which way they liked as long as it was in view. Some examples: Kim tied his around his forehead, Alix had it around her neck like a scarf, Nino wore his on his wrist with his other bracelets, and Alya had hers tied to her ankle

Their first day is spent at the Disneyland park

Alix and Kim had spent days planning their route through to park so that they could ride every coaster or even slightly extreme ride as many times as possible. They end up ditching these plans immediately cause they see a shop and pull Max inside to look at all the cool shit

Rose went once as a kid and promised to be Juleka's guide, showing her all the best attractions and shops she remembers. First though, they get Nathaniel to take a photo of them in front of the castle, and Rose manages to lean up to give Juleka a little cheek kiss right as the photo was taken

Alya had made it her goal to try as many snacks as possible so she can make a little mini blog about it, and has dragged Nino along to help her reach her goal. They still go on some of the rides, of course, but "THIS TAKES PRIORITY, BABE! IF I DONT DO THIS, WHO WILL?!"

Kagami, Luka, Adrien, and Marinette were having a great time until they decided to do the maze. They got lost. In the Alice in Wonderland maze. They had to call Ms Bustier to come find them and help them out

Immediately after getting out of the maze they went on It's a Small World and the ride broke down while they were on it. Luka nearly went insane from hearing that song on loop for a half hour straight

Chloe, Sabrina, and Lila ended up together, and mostly wandered around, going on the odd ride here or there. They got those ears hats, and stuck to mostly tame rides like the Carousel, where they ran into Juleka and Rose and Nathaniel

Ivan and Mylene were also taking their time to take in the park, getting many photos together with all the pretty topiaries and plants. They ended up really liking the Phantom Manor, despite how afraid Mylene was the first time. They went through it five more times

Alix and Kim eventually do start their thrill ride speed run with poor Max along for the journey, starting with Hyperspace Mountain, and riding it three times in a row before moving on. On the third run, they somehow picked up Chloe from her group, and she ended up tagging along too

For lunch they had counter meal credits, meaning one meal from a non sit down restaurant of their choice. Something like hotdogs from Casey's, Café Hyperion, Colonel Hathi's Pizza Outpost, etc

Alix, Kim, Chloe, and Max end up around Big Thunder Mountain after lunch and chain that one a few times, Rose, Juleka, and Nathaniel end up in the Discovery Arcade, and Kagami nearly breaks the Sword in the Stone display by pulling it out

They go back to the hotel for dinner, having a reservation at Inventions, and all you can eat buffet. Kim tries in vain to find someone willing to challenge him to an eating contest

They go back into the park to end the night, though it's less rushing around. They head back to their hotel once the park closes, all too tired to stay up much longer

They decide to stick to the Disneyland Park after all, cause the first day was just so fun, so it's just more of the previous day

#miraculous #miraculous ladybug #miraculous au #ml #alix kubdel #kim le chien #kagami tsurugi #luka couffaine #juleka couffaine #rose lavillant #adrien agreste #chloe bourgeois #sabrina raincomprix #lila rossi #nathaniel kurtzberg #marinette dupain cheng #ivan bruel #mylene haprele

[one-sad-human]

•Fun At The Fair• Steven Alder

Pairing: Steven Adler x Reader

Requested? Yes! By an anon

Theme: Fluff

Warnings: Some language

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: —

     "Let's take a road trip," Steven says from besides you on the couch. You look over at him, your eyes swimming with uncertainty.

"Like, right now?" He nods, his blonde hair bouncing with the sharp movement. You stare at him incredulously.

You're used to Steven being rather impulsive, especially with his newfound freedom from not being with Guns n Roses anymore, but this was worse than usual.

"Where do you even want to go?" He shrugs and taps on your legs, which were resting on his lap. He suddenly looks up, a huge smile on his face.

"An amusement park! There's one an hour away." He pushes your legs off of him in excitement, causing them to hit the floor with a thump. You wince slightly before getting up and following Steven.

"What are you doing?" You ask as your boyfriend grabs a small bag.

"Packing snacks! We're definitely gonna need some."

"You're serious about the amusement park?"

"Of course! I think it'll be fun, do you not want to go?" He pauses packing and looks at you, disappointment already in his blue eyes. His lips jut out in a slight pout, and you can't say 'no' to the saddened look.

"Sure, Stevie, sounds fun." His bright smile returns, and he rushes to you to peck your lips before returning to his original task. You walk off into the bedroom to get dressed, still thinking about why he would want to take such a sudden trip.

"You almost ready, baby?" Steven calls out from the kitchen.

"Yeah, I'll be out in a second." You pull on the loose and comfortable tee shirt that you stole from Steven's side of the closet before walking back to the kitchen.

You notice the way Steven's pupils dilate with lust, they always did when you wore his clothes.

"Ready to go?" You ask.

"I just have to go grab something, I'll be quick." Steven scurries off to the bedroom, leaving you very confused.

You shake your head, very used to his strange antics. You figure he just had to get his wallet and shrug off how weird he's acting.

Steven walks back out, his smile not as bright but instead twinged with a bit of nervousness.

"Ok, let's go!"

The first twenty minutes to Steven's favorite amusement park is full of music and laughter. You sang along to whatever played on the radio and Steven watched with pure adoration the whole time.

"I love you," he says suddenly, making you pause mid-lyric of Queen's Somebody To Love.

"I love you, too." You grab his hand from the steering wheel to give a kiss to his knuckles before returning to belting out lyrics. He gives you another shaky smile. "Are you sure you're ok? You've been acting weird since we left."

     "Why wouldn't I be ok?" He asks, turning the question back on you.

     "I don't know why you wouldn't be ok, that's why I'm asking." Steven shrugs, tapping a beat you don't recognize on the steering wheel.

     You sigh, shaking your head before taking your eyes off him and looking out at the road. The sun was already just starting to set despite it being early, making you realize that going to an amusement park at the very end of summer wasn't a great idea on Steven's part.

     You continue badgering Steven about what's bothering him. But he still wouldn't answer, only sending a small anxious smile and telling you not to worry.

     You give up after a half hour of asking. You know he'd eventually tell you, he was never very good at keeping secrets. Until then, you decided it was going to be a nice day with no worries.

     Twenty minutes later, you arrive at the amusement park. Steven's nervousness completely disappeared the second he saw the bright lights of the rides and games.

     It wasn't too busy, the time people usually visit theme parks had already passed. Steven grabs your hand as soon as you exit the car, already sprinting to the gate. You laugh and allow him to guide you to the ticket booth.

     Steven lets go of your hand only to pay for the tickets before grabbing you again and rushing you over to the biggest roller coaster there. You'd be lying if you said you didn't find his excitement adorable.

You were never a big fan of amusement parks, the crowds made you nervous and the rides just made you nauseous. However, seeing Steven running around with the biggest grin he could muster made up for it.

"What next?" He asks, having calmed down a little since you got there. You look around, the sun having completely set making the ride's bright lights shine brighter than before.

"You want to take a break?" You point at the food vender. Steven's smile drops a bit but nods anyway. You take his hand and lead him over, him ordering a hotdog and you ordering something a bit lighter. Your stomach was still swimming thanks to the ride Steven dragged you on.

"You're having fun, right?" Steven asks, taking a bite of his food.

"Of course! I'm with you," you say and lean over to peck his cheek. He beams, taking his blue eyes off you to look around.

"Ferris wheel next?" Steven asks, voice tinged with something you can't decipher.

"Yeah, come on!" You stand, grabbing his hand and rushing his to the Ferris wheel. It's the one ride you always liked, you loved the view and the feeling of wind on your face.

Steven grows antsier the closer you get to the ride. His hands shake and his fingers are constantly fumbling together. But you, totally enthralled by the ride, don't notice.

The guy at the front grabs the two tickets from Steven's shaky hands. You jump into the little cart, Steven quickly handing the guy a ten before following you.

You go around the wheel, taking in the sights of the stars and the city lights of California. The ride stops while you're at the top.

"What happened?" You ask, confusion dripping from your face.

"I slipped the guy a ten," Steven says with a shy grin. You shake your head with a laugh.

"Isn't it gorgeous?" Steven nods, not looking at the night sky at all but at you.

"You really are," he says quietly. You look back at your boyfriend, blushing lightly with a smile. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Steven beams again before grabbing something from his back pocket— albeit with some struggle.

"And you're the only girl for me. You're the only one who's always been there for me, whether I'm fucked up on drugs or sad or having a hard time, you're always there."

You tear up slightly. The black velvet box sitting in his calloused hands making your heart beat wildly.

"And I promise to always be there for you, too. No matter what happens, I'll always help you with whatever you need. Will you marry me?" Steven cracks open the box, showing a gorgeous ring. Your birthstone sat in the middle, and the band wasn't plain but engraved with a beautiful design.

"Yes! Yes of course!" You beam through the tears, smashing your lips to Steven's. The ride begins the move again, startling you away from Steven.

"You didn't even put the ring on!" Steven says, laughing and trying to grab your hand. You let him slip the ring on your finger before getting off the ride.

     Maybe amusement parks weren't too bad after all.

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