#but it's enought now don't you think?

[theonevoice]

You know, I think we don't talk enought about the fact that yes, Crowley is indeed the only one who "prays" on Good Omens, but he is only praying in the sense that he is calling for God's attention ("God? You listening?") and then proceeds immediately to tell her: you shouldn't.

"You shouldn't test them to distruction."

You shouldn't.

This is not a prayer in the canonical sense of the term. He is literally scolding God. He is taking the moral high ground on actual God.

He is treating God as a peer, as if this was a conversation between two people of equal status, one of which is telling the other that their plan is wrong.

I remember an ask where Neil Gaiman said that Crowley may not be the most reliable source when it comes to the story of his fall. Now I wonder, when he "only asked questions", what sort of tone of voice was he using exactly.

#good omens #crowley #good omens thoughts #good omens speculations

[roosterforme]

Thanksgiving Liars (Rooster x Reader)

Part of The What If Collection of blurbs for Roo and Baby Girl. My masterlist. Banner by @mak-32

Warnings: language, fluff

After you ended the call, you tossed your phone aside and looked at Bradley as he cradled you on his lap. "Do you think they fell for it?" you asked him.

"Gullible," he replied with a nod. "They're all so fucking gullible."

You erupted into laughter as he rolled you onto your back on the couch. "They aren't going to know what hit them. Planning a whole entire wedding in just two months? They will all be shocked."

Bradley kissed you and guided your arms above your head, pinning them gently to the cushion. "We intive them for Thanksgiving dinner, wine and dine them with your incredible cooking, and then... Bam! Welcome to our wedding, suckers."

You couldn't stop laughing as he kissed you and teased you with his nose everywhere. "Our moms will both cry," you giggled. "Your dad will think it's great that we decided to get married in a parking lot, and my dad will ask if we're hurting for money for the exact same reason."

Bradley pressed his lips to your ear and whispered, "It makes me wild that you thought of it in the first place. Right there in the spot where we had our first kiss is absolutely where we should get married."

"I agree."

He ran his fingers along your arm, and you snuggled against him as he said, "You've been working so hard, Baby Girl. I know what getting another promotion means to you, and I'm already proud. But thank you for agreeing to get married this year."

"Hey," you replied softly, taking his chin in your hand. "I want to marry you, Roo. More than anything. And this is going to be perfect."

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Bradley was practically cackling as you and he cleaned up the plates after Thanksgiving dinner. Everyone was still mulling over glasses of wine and the promise of dessert when the two of you slipped into the kitchen. 

"They are oblivious," he said, setting some dishes in the sink while you pumped your fist silently in the air.

"They have absolutely no idea!" you hissed. "Your mom thinks you're going to teach her how to surf tomorrow."

"I don't even fucking know how to surf!"

Bradley watched you double over in quiet yet hysterical laughter as you gripped the edge of the counter for support. "That's why it's so funny!"

He had to press his fist against his lips to keep silent as he heard your dad and Nat laughing about something in the dining room. Your wedding dress was hanging in the bedroom closet, and so was his outfit. But everyone else would be arriving to the beach parking lot tomorrow thinking they'd been invited to hang out all afternoon and evening. "This was the best idea you've ever had," Bradley said as you stood again with tears in your eyes, and you wrapped him up in a hug.

"I can't wait! Now let's get these pies out there and get this show on the road."

But you and he both burst out into another round of stifled laughter before you were able to keep it together long enought to get the desserts on the table. 

"Hey, what time should we all meet at the beach tomorrow?" Nat asked as she helped herself to nearly half of the apple pie. 

"Around 3:00," you and Bradley replied at the same time. The plan was that you'd fake a stomach ache and skip the lunch plans with your parents and his so you could get changed into your dress. Bradley would entertain everyone without you before telling them to change at the hotel and meet at the beach which was right across the street. It was flawless. Inspired. All courtesy of your breautiful brain. 

"We'll have dinner on the beach and watch the sunset," you added. "It'll be great."

Bradley watched his mom stand up from the table and immediately give you a hug. "Dinner was perfect, my sweet girl. Thank you for such a beautiful day, I don't know what could beat it! But I'm going to take Goose back to the hotel before he falls asleep."

Sure enough, Bradley's dad looked like he was about to doze off in a turkey induced coma at the table while everyone else around him chatted.

You kissed Carole's cheek and said, "See you tomorrow," with a secret glint in your eye before turning toward Bradley.

When everyone was gone, he left the mess in the kitchen; he would clean it up later. "Can I take you to bed now?" he asked as he followed you down the hallway.

But you stopped in the doorway. "About that... shouldn't you sleep in the other bedroom? It's supposed to be bad luck to see each other."

Bradley laughed, but you did look kind of serious. "Oh, you're not joking." When you shrugged in response, he said, "All I've had is good luck since I met you, Sweetheart. The best luck."

"You almost died when you were deployed," you deadpanned.

"And luckily you were here to nurse me back to perfect health with your love," he replied easily. Then he sighed when you didn't laugh. "If you want me to, I'll go sleep in the other room."

You chewed on your lip and crossed and then uncrossed your arms. You shuffled your feet and groaned. "It'll feel like you're deployed again, and I don't like that. So nevermind." You took him by the hand and led him to bed where he stayed with you all night.

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You thought you'd be a little nervous, but you weren't. You thought you might feel a little self-conscious in your wedding dress, but you didn't. When you pulled into the parking lot in your shitty, red car, Bradley was already there, and you gasped as you looked at him, somehow more handsome than ever before. 

"Sweetheart," he sighed when he opened your door and reached out to help you stand. You could tell he had some tears gathering in his eyes, but you knew you did, too. You went right into his arms as he said, "You're beautiful." Then your lips met his as you both stood in that empty parking spot between the two vehicles, where you'd shared your first kiss. Thousands of kisses later, it was the spot where you and he would make your forever promises to each other.

"You'll end up wearing my lipstick," you whispered, breaking the kiss briefly before he chased you down for more. 

"I don't care."

The two of you were fully making out, your fingers in his hair as you moaned his name, when Maverick arrived on that ancient motorcycle. He whistled as he removed his helmet. "Want me to come back later?" he joked. 

"Absolutely not, Uncle Mav," Bradley told him. "I want to get married as soon as possible."

You smiled up at Bradley and tried to wipe your lipstick from his face with your thumbs as Maverick went over the short ceremony he had planned. He was your only accomplice today. He knew the truth where everyone else only knew the Thanksgiving lie. "Sound good?" he asked with his signature smile.

"Sounds perfect," you told him, kissing his cheek and leaving another smudge behind. 

Bradley had his chin resting on your shoulder as said, "It's almost 3:30. And oh shit, look. Here they come."

You turned to toward the hotel, and you saw all four parents in their beach going attire as they crossed the street at the crosswalk. Your mom saw you first and froze on the sidewalk as she shook your dad's arm. Then you heard Carole scream, "She's wearing her wedding dress! The dress we helped her pick out in Maryland!" Goose must have slept off his turkey stupor, because he was the first one to make his way past the Bronco to where the two of you were standing in his loud, tropical print shirt.

Goose had his son in his arms, slapping him on the back and then rubbing rough circles while they shared a whispered conversation that you knew was too private for you to hear. But it didn't matter, because Carole was screeching her way toward you. 

"I knew it! I knew it from the first time he mentioned you that you'd get married," she said, pulling you into her arms. She kissed your cheek seven times before she said. "The way my Bradley talked about you made me so hopeful for his future, and I just knew you'd be his wife. But I didn't know it would be today! I'm wearing a bathing suit!"

You laughed and said, "Surprise!" just as your parents reached you. 

Your mom had tears on her cheeks as she said, "I don't appreciate being lied to, but this is okay."

Your dad pulled you in for a hug and asked, "Are you getting married in the parking lot? If you needed money, you could have asked."

Your laughter rang out, and Bradley looked at you as you said, "My dad wants to know if we're getting married in the parking lot."

"Yes, we definitely are," Bradley replied as Carole sobbed against his chest. "This parking spot is where she kissed me for the first time. It was perfect. I was already half in love, and that threw me over the edge."

You could feel the heat rising in your face as a chorus of 'Aww!' came from everyone around you while Bradley smiled. And then the cars started pulling in. Nat was hanging out the window yelling when she saw you, and Jake drove right over some of the orange cones that had the far entrance blocked off. The commotion got louder and louder as all of your friends arrived, jostling you around in their excitement. 

"What a pair of sneaky liars!" Jake shouted in just his board shorts. "We're all going to look like a bunch of idiots in your wedding photos."

"You'd have looked that way regardless," Bradley told him as he pulled you closer. His brown eyes were wide and hopeful as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "Everyone's here, Baby Girl. You ready to do this thing?"

You nodded and pecked him on the cheek. All of your friends were chattering and already taking pictures. Your parents were holding hands and smiling. Carole and Goose were looking at you like you were the best thing they'd ever seen in their lives. And Maverick was waiting quietly. 

"Yes. I'm ready, Roo," you promised, and he ran his thumb along your cheek as he whispered your name. 

"Okay, Mav," he rasped without taking his eyes off your face. "Make her my wife."

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#bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster imagine #bradley bradshaw imagine #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #bradley bradshaw fic #rooster x you #bradley bradshaw x you #if you ask emily #roosterforme #is it working for you? #b&bg

[scarletwinterxx]

wait for your love - haechan scenario

hellloooo so this one is a request. I've mentioned it before, i'm still not the best at writing angst but I try😅 when i saw this request, a few scenes immediately popped in my head. Hope you like it🥺 also I was listening to We Can't Be Friends by Ariana on repeat while writing this.

Also a short anecdote, when I saw nct dream last year during Sorry, Heart stage I literally bawled my eyes out. Like full on ugly sobbing in my seat haha I was okay during the first verse but when it got to Haechan's turn to sing the chorus the tears just went falling like waterfalls

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"What are we then?"

Those words shouldn't scare Haechan as much as it does. He hates it too. He hates how he can't say it to you but he doesn't want to let you go either.

He hates this grey area the two of you are in now.

"We're us. Isn't that enought?" he asks back

"For fuck's sake, we've been seeing each other for what? like 2 years now? And until now you still can't commit? I can't call you my boyfriend, you don't like it when people ask if we're dating"

"Because it's none of their fucking business"

"Well it's my business, I'm asking you right now, what the hell am I to you?" you stare at him, waiting for an answer. Any answer.

At this point hearing him say you don't mean anything to him would make more sense than the usual silence he'd give you.

"Baby, please I don't want to argue" he mumbles

"See, this is what you do all the time. I'm not a play toy. I'm not some past time you can call whenever you're bored, Haechan. We're adults now. I've invested my time, my feelings, a fraction of my life to you. For this. And you can't even answer me, is that too much to ask? Am I too much?"

You look at him, waiting for him to argue back. You didn't know it was this draining to be in a relationship or situationship or whatever it is you have with him. At some point you got tired of asking him what this all means. When it's clear he's not going to answer you, you stood up from your seat

"I can't do this" you whispered

"What?"

"I can't. I can't do what you're asking, Haechan" you speak clearer this time

He waits a few moments, letting the words sink in.

"What do you mean? I thought you said... you said we can"

With every word he tries not to show he's breaking right and the only thing keeping him together is you, and here you are about to slip through his fingers.

"We can't keep all promises, right? Like how you promised you'll try. This isn't trying."

"Baby-" "Don't" you cut him off. You know it will be a lot harder to walk away if you hear him call you that, it's already hard on you now.

"This is me letting you go" were your last words to him before walking away. You wipe the few tears that escaped, plastering a very fake smile before taking the first step away.

One of many you'd try to take just to get away from this heartbreak.

You would want to say that's not how it ended, that he changed his mind and finally mustered the courage to call you and say what he's really thinking. You want to say that he came the next day and surprised you, knocking on your door holding sunflowers for you.

But no.

After that day you never heard from him again. When you got the (unspoken) message that he'll never try to reach out and fix things between the two of you, you blocked him on everything. Your friends didn't ask questions, you went on with your life. Trying your best to bury and let that part of your story go.

From spending every day and most nights together to being strangers. You acted like he never existed to cover up the hurt you're feeling.

It's been over a year since that. You haven't really cried about it. Not even the day after he left. It's like you're just a shell now. You locked everything in a pandora box in your head, to be forgotten for the rest of time.

"Hey did you hear Dreamers new song?" your roommate asks the moment she steps through the door. You were sitting on the dinning chair, stacks of works and your laptop infront of you

She hears the song playing in the background, "Of course you have, it's good right?" she smiles

"Mhm, I like it"

"Sorry, Heart. Definitely an anthem for the broken hearted" she says withouth meaning out, "I meant like you know it's a sad song" she adds

You chuckle, she probably thinks this song is very fitting for you and you kinda agree with her.

"Anyways, I'm going to the lounge later. Want to come with?"

"Sounds good, I actually need to go out, stretch my legs and get some fresh air"

"Okay, let's leave after lunch"

You met with other friends at the lounge, chatting and sharing notes together. It was a good way to pass time. These days you find that it's best to keep yourself occupied so as not to think about things you'd rather not think about. You kept yourself busy. Finding random hobbies, fixation. For a while you liked running after class, then you got into baking, then crocheting. Activities that keeps you busy, distracted long enough not to remember.

One day you were at a record store, your newest hobby. Browsing for a new record to take home. Today out of the days you forgot to bring your headphones so you hum along the music playing in the store.

While reading the back of the record you were holding, you hear it.

A familiar voice you haven't heard in a long time, a voice you didn't think you'd hear again.

Your head shoots up, looking at the other side of the aisle.

You'd know his voice anywhere. You can be inside the loudest room and you'd still be able to single out his voice.

There he stands right across you, signing out your favorite bands newest song while he has his headphones on. Probably not realizing he's singing a bit too loud.

When Haechan felt someone staring at him, he looks up not expecting you to be looking back at him. He blinks a few times, comtemplating if this was all a dream or he's going crazy and started to hallucinate.

Immediately you put back the record you were holding and ran out the store. Once again leaving Haechan behind.

You're already far by the time he takes the steps to follow you, thinking this time he's not going to make the same mistake but you were already gone.

He knows you blocked him. Of course he tried to call you but his efforts were shut down when he couldn't reach you or his messages won't deliver.

Similar to you, he tried to find distractions. To drown out the thoughts, he drinks, goes out to parties, too many nights he drunk texted you, saying how much he missed you only to see it in the morning unsent. Most of the time there's music directly blasting through his ears. Music being his only escape from his own thoughts, if he's left long enough it's like his own mind is beating him up.

That's how he got into collecting records. He was on the look out for this new record so he decided to drop by the store that day. He didn't expect to see you there.

Out of all the places he'd see you again.

He's not going to lie, he imagined this moment many times before. Even rehearsed what he'd say to you when he see you again but now that it happened he just froze on the spot.

Just like that it's like he back in his room, watching you walk out his door for the last time. He's back to square one.

It's been weeks and no sign of Haechan. It's a good thing, you think.

Also you've been subtly avoiding going to public places just in case you accidently see him again. You thought you're ready, but the moment you saw him it's like all of these emotions you've repressed since you left came back again.

Your roommate finally convinced you to come out. A few of you were gathering for karaoke night. You almost said no again but you need a night out, one more night in your room might just drive you crazy.

"Oh my gosh, girlie you're hereeeee" one of your friends squeals when she saw you walk in the room

"I'm here as a spectator, not to sing" you tell her, accepting the bottle of beer she hands you

"Alright by me, you better cheer the loudest when I sing"

You got invited to karaoke night. A couple of students from campus got together tonight to hang out for chill night. Even though you don't really sing, you do enjoy hanging out with your friends.

You were talking to another friend when suddenly you hear the intro to a familiar song being sung by a familiar voice.

왜 이리도 쉽게 토라지는지? (Why do I become mad so easily) 내 맘이 작아서 너무 한심하지? (It's pathetic that my heart is so small right?)

You look over the makeshift stage to see Haechan holding the mic, singing out one of your favorite songs.

어떻게 널 볼까? (How can I see you?) 밤새 뒤척인 맘의 조각들 반짝이지 않아 (I toss and torn all night The fragments of my heart don't shine) 난 알고 있는데 내가 할 수 있는 건 (I know it, what I can do is) "I'm sorry", 그 말뿐이란 걸 (Only those words)

Before the chorus starts, Haechan looks through the crowd finding you. He looks straight at you as if he's singing every word to you.

Words you wished you heard from him a long time ago.

Tell me why I let you down Any chance I get, I'm breaking down 잘못인 걸 다 아는데 (아는데), 왜 힘든 걸까? (I know I'm at fault but why is it tiring?) To tell you that I'm sorry, heart

For the rest of the song the two of you look at each other. You listen to him, imagining it was really him who was saying those words and not through the song.

When he finished, you stood up to go outside and get some fresh air.

Of course he's here. Luck was never on your side and fate seems to like playing jokes on you.

Haechan watches your back, giving the mic to the next person before following you out. You hear the footsteps behind you, knowing who it might be without looking back.

You're now at the rooftop of the building, a fewer people were hanging out here than inside. Feeling another presence beside you but they haven't said anything yet.

Even though you already know who it was, you don't say anything instead you get another beer from a nearby cooler and passing it over to Haechan without a word.

For a while neither of you said anything, watching the view in front of you.

“I get flashbacks when I see you and not the good kind” you finally speak out loud

“You’re saying that like I was the worst thing that ever happened to you” he snickers, holding the bottle up to his lips to drink his beer

He really didn’t think you’d talk to him or even acknowledge his existence at all. But now here you are, at some rooftop at a party he least expected to see you. 

He’s trying not to be too obvious but he can’t keep his eyes off of you. Maybe it was the way the light hit your face, or how the cold breeze was hitting his skin and yours. The moment he arrived he was kind of hoping to find you here tonight. He knew some of your friends were coming, you did use to have the same circle of friends until he started to distance himself.

He's glad though knowing you found good people who'll be there for you.

He's looking at you again, not being able to stop himself. It was at this moment he realized. Realized something he never thought he was ever capable of ever doing again. 

Feeling. Loving. Falling and accepting. 

The sound of horns from cars and the murmuring people in the background, the city lights in front the two of you and the stars as the witnesses. Witness for something that’s about to unfold.

It was scary. This new found knowledge scared him. 

In the past it was scary to him to even think about being tied down. To be committed to someone. All of this comes from his fear of failing. He wanted to tell you that before, the last day before you ended things between the two of you he wanted to let you know the reason why he couldn’t set things straight with you was because he was scared of letting you down. He was scared you might feel trapped. 

It's wasn't you who was too much for him. He was the one who felt like he was too much for you. He thought he was being too fast, too careless. His fears got the better of him, costing him a future with you.

You walked away and everything in his life got worse. Like the only light in his life was extinguished. 

Right now feels like that one chance to get things right. Even though he still feels scared, this time he’s willing to take that risk for you.

There are other things to be scared of, like your gaze. It was the way you were looking at him.

Like you can just consume all of him with those eyes. How you’re saying a thousand words with them without saying a single syllable.

One look into his own eyes and he's ready to surrender everything to you.

“Do you really want to hear my answer to that or are you still emotionally unavailable?” you ask, taking a sip of your own drink. 

“At what point did you realize you liked me? Like really liked me?” he asked instead, all he got was a laugh from you. You were laughing out loud like it was the funniest joke you’ve ever heard. 

“We were watching a movie, I mumbled something under my breath. I think it was something along the lines of ‘oh that’s so cute’, talking to myself. Then I felt you hold my hand, you kissed it before holding it in yours for the rest of the movie. It’s not the grandest gesture but at that moment I felt so content. It was all I wanted but I knew you didn’t think the same way” you smile sadly recalling that memory. Giving him an answer, wondering why you did.

"I guess I never said sorry, I'm sorry"

You shrug, taking another swig from your drink. "What's done is done. I would say no hard feelings but I kinda do hate you for what you did"

"Good. I'd be sadder if you said you didn't care. Hate isn't the opposite of love, it's indifference" he says

"Was that what you felt for me before? Indifference?" you can't help but ask, in your mind you're not sure if you're ready to hear his answer but it's too late to take it back

He shakes his head, drinking the rest of his drink before standing straight to face you

"I felt more for you, more than I ever said. In that I was wrong, I admit. I should've told you. It might be no use in telling you now, but I did feel something for you. I was being stupid and was too scared to admit it"

"Then why are you telling me now?"

"Because I realized not having you in my life is scarier than the thoughts in my head. I was too scared of my own mind, I sacrificed you instead when I shouldn't have. I could've told you. I wish I told you"

You listen to him, letting it sink in. For so long you asked just what went wrong, what you could've done differently or what would've happened if you stayed.

"I waited, I waited until you told me you liked me. But the more I waited, the more I started to not like myself. I knew I deserved more but I stayed because I wanted to be with you. You were always first to me" you say

Hearing you say those words breaks something in him. He did like you, he still likes you. Haechan has always kept a safe distance from everyone, you were the only exception.

"I'm glad we got to talk" you say to him with a smile, then you walk back inside.

This time Haechan didn't follow you because he knows this won't be the last time he sees you.

"Oh my gosh, so that's what happened between the two of you?"

After that conversation with Haechan, you went back to your place and called it a night. The next day your roommate noticed you were staring blankly into space, out of concern she asked you what's wrong. You told her all that happened in the past 24 hours then you told her all about your history with Haechan.

"Yep, I haven't seen him around campus that much after that"

"You know, one of his friends is my blockmate and we go to the same gym. I heard he did an exchange program for a year, maybe that's why you haven't seen him around" she tells you

"Oh really, he did mention it before. Maybe he went through with it" you mumbled

"So you guys were like in a situationship then?"

"I guess so. We weren't exclusive, but he was the only guy I was seeing for like 2 years. Remember when I was barely home"

"Oh! That was him? He used to like send food here all the time whenever you were busy studying"

"What?"

"Oh my god I forgot to tell you that? yea this was like when you guys were a thing. During exam season or when you're busy with reports and stuff, he'd drop off food for you" she tells you

"I thought you had those delivered"

"Girl no, half of the time he leaves it at our door. The only reason I know is because I caught him one time and he fessed up"

No, you definitely didn't know that.

Haechan never told you. He never told you anything. At some point you thought it was better to not ask instead of being met with silence as a reply.

One thing you know though is he's the type to take action rather than say it. You won't be surprised if he did it before, he might not be good at expressing himself but he never passed the chance to make you feel like you're the only girl in his world.

It feels like that was another lifetime ago, that at some point in your life you'd rather be the backburner than totally lose him.

Seeing him again was no help. It's like you spiraled down again. You thought he didn't have this effect on you anymore but you were wrong. You'd be lying if you say you haven't thought of him since you saw him last.

What you didn't know was Haechan felt exactly the same. He's trying to think of a way to reach out to you without seeming to needy, he didn't want you to think he's forcing himself back into your life.

Another week has passed and still no sign of you. He decided to get drinks with his friends, he's a few drinks in when he decided to call it an early night. This really wasn't where he wanted to be.

He's not sure where he wants to be. All he knows is his night would be a thousand times better if he sees you, even just a glimpse.

On his walk back to his place, he plucked a branch from a random plant. Picking out the leaves one by one, leaving a trail behind him.

You're on your way back from the library, deciding to get some midnight snacks first. You noticed the scattered leaves on the road, chuckling at the sight. The more steps you take, you slowly realized it's the same path to your apartment.

You slowed down, looking around to check if anybody was close to you but the street is empty. You grab your phone in your pocket just in case, while you hold your keys with the other hand.

When you're nearing your front door, you see someone sitting at the steps. Head lying low, you can't even see his face but you'd know that brown mop of hair anywhere.

"Haechan?" you called out for him

Haechan looks up, seeing you walking towards him. At first he thinks he's dreaming, he wipes his eyes to clear his vision. Even pinched his arm to check if this was real.

You're here.

He's here.

"What are you doing here?" you asked once you're standing right in front of him

"I grabbed drinks with Yangyang and Jeno, I swear I was walking home. I guess I got confused" he mumbles, now holding a branch with no leaves on it.

You look at it, then looked back at the trail of leaves behind you.

"Do you want to come in? Go drink some water or coffee first before you head back" you offered

"Are you sure?" he asks back, standing up from the steps

"Wouldn't offer if I wasn't. Let's go inside, it's getting chilly"

He steps aside to let you go first, following behind you. The elevator ride up to your floor was quiet, even after going in your apartment Haechan didn't say a word.

"Here, have some water. I can make coffee but it's too late to drink it, do you want ramen or something?" you ask him while getting the snacks you got out of the grocery bag

"Do you usually ask guys to come in with you and cook ramen for them?" he asks

He meant to only think of it, but with the little amount of alcohol in his system seems to have turn the filter off.

You snicker at his question. Instead of answering him, you grab two ramen cup noodles from your cupboard and turn the kettle on. You wait for the red light to turn green before pouring it in the cups, bringing it over the kitchen island and taking the seat beside him.

"I can't even order late night snacks without thinking about you, we used to do it all the time when I came over at yours or when we're having late night hangouts. You ruined a lot of things for me" you finally say

Haechan just looks at your profile. Even though you say it like that, there's really no trace of anger on your face. Maybe you are, but to him you look so pretty and cozy. He wanted to beat himself up for ever thinking he can walk away from this. From you.

"For what it's worth, whenever I get drunk I used to text you all the time. You probably blocked me because the messages never got delivered. Every morning I see that on my phone, message after message until I lost count. I knew you weren't going to answer but I still did it"

"Why?" you ask him

"I missed you. I wanted to tell you I was being stupid, I wanted to beg for you to take me back. But all of those thing I could only say with a bit of help from alcohol. That's how I knew I couldn't go back, not yet anyways. You deserved more than drunken confessions"

You look over at him, for the first time since that night you really look at him. The same eyes that used to feel like home to you.

He looked so different yet the same.

You still feel the same.

"It's been 3 minutes, you hate soggy noodles" you nod at his ramen. Opening your own cup to start eating. Neither of you said anything after that. It wasn't awkward, you actually enjoyed the quiet.

For the first time since Haechan came back and you saw him again, your mind was at peace. You weren't overthinking things. You weren't wondering your long list of what if's.

It's like a part of you knew he's finally here again.

After the quick snack session, he helped you clean up before walking towards the door.

"Thank you for the uh snacks and water" he didn't know what to say, a shy Haechan is a rare sight so you can't help but smile.

Haechan sees this, he can feel his own cheeks redden. You still look so beautiful when you smile, so beautiful that he's ready to fight anyone who makes you smile that isn't him.

"Go home, it's late. You're sober now right?" you ask him

"Yea, I'm good"

"Okay, don't want you getting confused and going to someone else's front door"

"I promise I won't drunk text you again so will you unblock me now? Or if you have a new number you can text me or whatever. Actually you know what, do whatever makes you feel comfortable. Don't listen to me, I'm just blabbing now"

You can't help but giggle at him, the action making Haechan's heart skip a few beats.

"I'm imagining this is how those drunk texts would sound like" you say

"I missed you, Y/N" he mumbles

You don't say anything. He can hear his own heartbeating, each thump like it's the last then you're smiling back at him

"Goodnight, Haechan"

He smiles at you, waving goodbye before finally walking out. He gestures for you to close the door behind him, only leaving after he hears the lock from the other side. He skips back home.

The next few days were back to normal, you weren't feeling gloomy. You were going out with friends. All in all, you're in a great mood.

"Hey, somebody left this outside. Tell me I'm crazy but is this from Haechan?" your roommate hands you over a small bouquet of flowers with a paper bag full of snacks.

"Uh yeah, I think so"

"I know things didn't end well between the two of you, but the boy is still so whipped for you" she mumbles, watching the small smile on your face

"Maybe it's just a peace offering"

"Right, well whatever it might be I say go for it. As long as you're happy"

You look up at her, shocked to hear that all of a sudden "Isn't that what you're worrying about? You really think I didn't notice it, you were listening to Sorry, Heart on repeat the other day then now you're listening to love songs. If he's it for you, then give it a chance"

She left after that, leaving you alone at home.

You take the gifts Haechan sent to your room, putting the flowers in a vase. You see a small note attached,

xx12131xxx just in case you lost it or changed your number. - H

You get your phone and dial the number, it's still in your phone. You unblock it first before you click call, waiting a few rings before you hear his voice

"Y/N?"

"How did you know it was me?"

"I wasn't expecting anyone else, and uh it looks like you didn't change your number"

"Oh yea uhm so you're unblocked now" you told him, not really sure what else to say

He chuckles, "Thanks, so I'm guessing you got the flowers and the snacks?"

"Yeah, thanks by the way. Why though?"

"You shared your stash with me the other night, just wanted to pay you back"

"You didn't have to, I offered. But thanks again"

"Hey uh are you busy right now? or tomorrow or really whenever you're free"

"I don't have anymore classes today"

"Do you want to go grab coffee or food or anything really. Whatever you want, my treat"

If someone told you you'd be going out to get drinks with Haechan, you'd say they're out of their mind. But here you are, visiting a new cafe you've never been to with a guy you thought you'd never be with again.

"I'd get the taro milktea, thanks"

"I'll take this one" he points at the drink in the picture, "And two of the cookies please, thank you" he pulls out his card to pay for the both of you. When you got your drinks and food, you walked back outside to sit on the vacant seats. The weather was nice, it wasn't too hot or too cold. A perfect day to be out.

You open your drink, taking a quick sip while Haechan does the same. You notice he made the face, like when he drinks or eats something sour.

"It's lemon flavored isn't it?" you chuckle, taking the drink from him and giving yours to him instead

"No, it's fine. I'll drink it"

"You hate anything sour flavored, I like lemon it's fine" you sip his drink, it does taste good but you know he won't like it

He watches you get the cookies, breaking it in half before giving him the other.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. You're too in your head again" you tell him

"Sorry, I was just..." he's at lost for words, but this time not for the wrong reason.

It's like his mind can't put what he's feeling in to words.

"Did you get the record you were looking for?" you ask him, changing the topic

"Huh?"

"At the record store"

"Oh I wasn't really buying anything, I was just browsing around. They didn't have the vinyl version of the album I wanted, I'll come back some other time" he tells you, taking a sip of your well now his drink.

"You were singing to the Dreamers, you know them?"

"I know a few songs, Sorry, Heart is good. I like that one"

"Me too. You sounded good when you sang it" you complimented him, this made him smile shyly at you

"Isn't it a bit too sad?" he asks, you shrug your shoulders

"I like it, although my roommate said I've been playing love songs these past few days" you shake your head, remembering what she told you

"Thank you by the way" Haechan suddenly says

"For what? You paid for our drinks"

"I meant for agreeing to get drinks with me. I was an asshole to you. All the time I was gone, I was thinking about how to make it up to you. That is if it's okay with you" he tells you.

He mentally pats himself on the back for not messing that up. Maybe slowly he'll learn how to speak his true feelings, he just hopes you'll be there to listen to him. Even though it took him this long.

"The last thing you asked me was what are we, I was being stupid. I wanted us to be more. I wanted us to be official but I was always scared to say it. I don't know why I was ever scared of committing, I could've been with you. That's my regret"

"Haechan"

"You're not a playtoy to me or just some past time whenever I'm bored. You were never too much for me. If anything I was the one who lacked. I don't blame you for walking away, I deserved that. I needed that so I could finally grow up"

You listen to him. You listen to him finally say the words you've been waiting to hear from him.

"This time I want to do it right, I want to take you out on dates, be there to go on night walks with you, go buy records we'd listen to, whatever you want to I just wan to do it with you. If you'll still have me"

The last words was barely a whisper, like he's scared to say it outloud, scared you might turn him away.

Haechan feels his heart beating wildly again, one day he might pass from arrest he thinks. Then you smile at him and it's like everything in his world stops.

You lean over, kissing the corner of his lip lightly. It was so quick but to him it felt like long time

"All I wanted was that, when it gets too much in your head you can talk to me. I'll listen. We don't have to walk away from each other" you tell him

"I'm sorry" he whispers

"I forgive you, the same way I forgive myself from everything that has happened. We need to heal from those wounds for us to move forward"

He smiles at you, he didn't even notice he got a bit teary eyed until a few tears escaped. He wipes it away before looking back at you again.

You stand up from your seat, holding out your hand to him. He looks at your hand then your face then your hand again before intertwining it with his.

There wasn't a destination in mind, he's probably thinking the same. The two of you just walk where your steps lead you to, with him following beside you holding you close to him.

Haechan looks at your hands, a smile forming on his face. He leans towards you to kiss you on the head, the action making you smile too.

"Thank you" you hear him mumble. You didn't say anything back but he felt you grip his hand tighter. Squeezing it three times.

And he knew everything was finally going to be okay. This time, you won't let go.

#story #tags #request #nct #nct fic #nct recommended #nct reads #nct dream #nct 127 #nct haechan #nct imagine #nct scenario #nct fluff #nct angst #nct au #haechan imagine #haechan oneshot #haechan scenario #haechan fluff #haechan angst

[demonsword586]

Leviathan Attacker part 4

( apoligise this took so long,especially for a short chapter. I had to take a few days of rest for my mental health. Also,yes it starts with the first pic. Don't question why it's so strangely writen. I think it was meant to go by exaclly where we left off)

Especially if you were both in the midst of an intense time where both of you were on fire and sweating from the heat,not the cold.

So you tightened your lower stomach as if to tell him about the situation.

Leviathan: !!!

Leviathan's reaction was as violent as when he had thrust into you without a warning.

His eyes widened and he flinched as if was startled.

At that moment,a momentary gap opened between your hole and his cock and the newly accumulated cum inside it spurted out loudly.

You wanted to enjoy his reaction,but your head felt like it was going white as well,thanks to Leviathan's cock which tightened as you tightened your grip inside your lower stomach and glued him to the inner wall.

Leviathan: It's narrow...and warm...

Leviathan smiled brightly in satisfaction and the tears pooling inside his eyes,rolled right off and soaked his cheeks.

A handsome man,more beautifully crafted than a delicate chandelier of jewels,smiling and crying at the same time.

It turned you on without realizing and you tightened yourself below again.

Then Leviathan's cock spasmed inside you,and you felt his tip kiss your innermost wall.

In the very next moment,you coudn't stop a stabbing sensation similar to a contraction surging through you.

Squirt!

Hot stream of water sprayed between your legs.

MC: (Ugh!...what?...I just peed something?!...This is embarrassing!!)

It had even splatered on Leviathan's lower stomach as well.

Mc: Ha!..Ha!...Ha!...

It was pleasure enought to make your bottom buck up and down.

While you were experiencing that level of pleasure,Leviathan had a look of amazement like he had found what he was looking for in your tightened insides.

After a few moments of getting the hang of it,you tightened your grip on the inside of your lower stomach once again.

Then,Leviathan's back buckled again.

Leviathan: Don't hold back.

The chains on his horns clanked,clanked as his body jerked with each thrust.

The sound turned you on even more and you grunted,straining your inner muscles even harder.

Leviathan: I told you. Not. To hold back.

And then,as you felt Leviathan's cock engage your inner flesh without a gap, a shudder of utter pleasure raced through your body once more.

You didn't hold back the strange sensations you felt beneath you,but strained instead.

Squirt-! Squirt-!!

MC: Ahh....Ahhh!!!

With a tremendous surge of pleasure,the water gushed like a fountain between your legs,this time splashing and dripping onto Leviathan's upper chest and chin.

At the same time,his horns dripped with a milky liquid that had been flowing for who knew how long.

It was now difficult to find a place where you and his entire body were dry.

When you squezzed inwardly, Leviathan reacted loudly and penetrated you in the deepest places,then you squezzed inwardly again and Leviathan...

At first it was something you did to reassure Leviathan,but at some point it changed the order and he swept you away.

Excited that the water coming from you was wetting such a beautiful being as Leviathan,you spewed it out with the intention to empty your stomach.

MC: Urgh,ugh..ugh!!

You left out a stifled, strangled moan and for a moment you even felt like your life was being threatened.

It felt so good that you thought your body would melt and your mind would be blown.

At the same time, you were so out of breath from ejaculating so much that you didn't have the strenght to lift a single finger.

MC: (I don't even have the energy to speak...)

It felt like all your strenght and spirit had been sucked out of you,leaving you a shell.

But Leviathan was still moving and the pleasure did not stop.

You thought you would pass out at this point,so you decided to find a way to calm Leviathan down a little.

Then as your fingertips groped the sheets,unable to resist the pleasure of Leviathan's unrelenting thrusts,something caught your grasp.

It was a luxurious curtain ribbon made of silk.

Feeling Leviathan move faster and faster,you managed to reach out and wrap it around his neck.

And strangled him with it.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb leviathan

[lovinbarzal]

SOFT LAUNCH | MR73

matt rempe x fem! trouba sister! reader

masterlist || fc addison rae || context: reader is a famous tiktoker and friends with dixie! she met matt through jack by going to a hockey game aka trevor trying to set up his gf bsf with his bsf. it did not go well in the sense that the two did not get together cause jack already had a secret gf but she noticed matt during warm ups cause she was standing on the wrong side of the rink for warms ups. she did not tell jacob that she was at the game from an invitation from trevor jack. it was the game that matt dropped bastian. she's friends with some of the older umich boys basically team 100 (her, jacob, and phil are a mini trio cause jacob and phil don't get enought recognition 😓) || i know this has a lot of plot holes but idc because i'm tired and i'll probably go back and make an official timeline if i make this an OFFICIAL au. enjoy :)

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iloveyntrouba yess we love a hockey gal!

dixiedamelio omg such a great time ✨

↳ yntrouba kith💋💋

jacobtrouba you're wearing the wrong jersey.

↳ yntrouba wdym my fav player is breadman🤨

↳ jacobtrouba WORST SISTER OF THE YEAR AWARD!!!!!!!!!!

dixieandynlover her and dixie devoured!

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nyrangers we loved having you❤️

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↳ newyorkrangersfan1007 her brother plays for the rangers🤦🏻‍♀️

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↳ yntrouba fav all time

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↳ yntrouba ILY❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

jacob_truscott20 trio reunion???? @/plapointe_22 @/yntrouba

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↳ yntrouba not how that works

ynupdates hey girly! who's the guy you're soft launching at the end??????

↳ hughesxnhllover i think it's jack hughes (he's a hockey player)! they've been interacting like crazy lately and she looks like the girl he brought to family skate for the stadium series

↳ hughesbrosfan i dont think so. jack doesn't have a busted lip atm & i think they confirmed who that girl was and it wasn't her...

jacobtrouba text me back rn

↳ yntrouba denied💁🏻‍♀️

↳ jacobtrouba don't make me do it

↳ yntrouba NO! I'M SORRY! PLS DONT SEND KREIDER AFTER ME!

trevorzegras 💆🏻‍♀️💅🏼

↳ yntrouba @/dixiedamelio pls get him out of my comment section :)

plapointe_22 nice guy!

↳ jacobtrouba TELL ME WHO HE IS NOW PHIL! or else.

↳ yntrouba DONT DO IT PHILLY! HE'S JUST KIDDIN!

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#matt rempe #matt rempe x reader #matt rempe imagine #new york rangers #jacob trouba #jack hughes #trevor zegras #dixie d'amelio #ig edit #x reader #nhl blurb #nhl imagine #nhl fic #nhl #hockey #lovinbarzal writings

[the-bi-fangirl-biatch]

GUYS GUYS I understand why we're angry at aziraphale for the ending ok? i get it, i've been humiliated like that before after baring my heart to someone. i understand that it was unfair to crowley, who risked everything so they could be together, who now has his walls built higher than ever. it hurts, i get it

but do NOT act as if he did it for no reason or that it was out of character.

in my interpretation, aziraphale was doing it to protect crowley. he thinks that if only they were on the "good" side, they'd be safe and have a peaceful existence. it wasn't just aziraphale betraying/leaving crowley solely for a promotion. with that promotion came benefits, and what was his main reason? so that he could make crowley an angel again. it could be because he still can't accept him being evil, but i saw it as him remembering how happy he was to create things. and he just wanted to be with him for all eternity, and in doing so he thinks this is the way to secure it

he is still very much traumatized by heaven. he's been talked down to, dismissed, and mistreated. it's like an abusive parent/partner who you still find yourself going back to no matter how hard it is to stay there. because it's familiar. because deep down, even if you want to run away from it, you still seek their approval. because no matter how much he loves crowley and how crowley loves him, it will not fix it! love does not undo abuse! it will still be there even if they run away together. aziraphale would still have half of his heart in heaven.

and finally: he is inherently good!! it is in his nature to seek the best in people, to love others and forgive despite being mistreated! that's why he still wanted to protect gabriel/jim even if he was mean to aziraphale. it's his fatal flaw, being kind, especially when people don't deserve it. so i can't blame him in trying to fix heaven. it's a rotten system, i get it, but he wanted to make a difference. and he knew that crowley could too, remember all the flashbacks where crowley actually did the right thing? he wants more angels to be like that!

i don't understand why people are saying it's out of character for him. it's completely in character! it's what he would do, especially when he's in this mindset of not being good enough for heaven and also wanting to protect crowley and be together for eternity. if you don't get that, then you don't understand his character at all.

tldr:

1) heaven was a way to protect himself and crowley forever,

2) his love for, and the love from, crowley isn't enought to undo abuse, and

3) he is the most human angel ever, ofc he wants to fix things.

it is totally in character for him. do not bully my baby anymore please and thank you

#STOP blaming aziraphale like that please #they've both gone thru so much #it isn't fair to villainize either of them for their actions #good omens 2 #good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens season 2 spoilers #aziraphale good omens #crowley good omens #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable husbands #azicrow #aziracrow #tag talk #michael sheen #david tennant #david tennant and michael sheen #neil gaiman

[dreaminginpastels]

Hi Daniella, first of all your blog is one of my favourites and your writing is really lovely 😊

Second, I have an idea for a fanfic, would you like to write a female! x reader for the maze runner with Newt? . In which the reader is a Med Jack and one night during the bonfire Newt enters in the fight circle and gets hurt. And as the reader is the only one who is sober enought to take care of him, she takes him to the Med Jack hunt. But Newt drunk to much and confess his feelings for the reader, without realizing.

Sorry if is too long or specific, I would understand if you don't have time to do it

Anyway your blog is fantastic so keep going ❤❤❤

second chances

pairing: newt (maze runner) x fem!med-jack!reader

summary: newt injures himself in the fight circle, leading to drunken confessions about his favourite med-jack

warnings: brief mentions of insecurity and allusions to previous attempts at self-harm

reader pronouns: she/her (by request)

word count: 980 words

*✧ maze runner masterlist | main masterlist | ask | taglist ✧*

You are well and truly surrounded by idiots. You figured that your explicit medical instructions would have been taken seriously given your status as one of the only med-jacks in the Glade, and the fact that it didn’t take a genius to realise that any physical activity on a broken leg was a dumb idea. Yet here you were, watching one of the most sensible Gladers drunkenly step himself into the fight circle. It seemed that Gally’s special drink had disarmed Newt’s senses, he even winked at you as he wobbled towards his opponent. You rolled your eyes.

You had to admit you were conflicted. On one hand, it was clumsy and stupid for Newt to be risking the leg that you had spent months monitoring as he healed from his…injury. But on the other hand, you knew what misery those months had been for him, and knew that he needed these nights of bliss, bonding with the other Gladers and feeling like the teenage boy he was. Recklessness was a typical theme in the Glade after all.

The two of you had bonded significantly over those months, sharing much more than time as you both adjusted to life in the Glade. A second life for Newt. This developing closeness hadn’t gone unnoticed by the other Gladers. Minho in particular found joy in teasing the both of you daily, constantly whispering to Newt and giggling. You found it adorably annoying, which summed Minho up perfectly.

As if you had summoned him with your thoughts, Minho’s drunken rambling reached your ears across the Fight Circle crowd. “Hey, y/n, don’t miss your loooover boy in the ring! He can’t impress you if you’re not even watchingggg.”

Your scoff drowned out in the sea of oohs and aahs and kissy noises. These boys were unbelievably annoying at times, but you couldn’t help but laugh. They meant well, and if some high school love drama was their cup of tea, then so be it. You liked making people happy. Your state of reverie is so strong that it takes you a moment to realise that the teasing noises have morphed into gasps and groans. You can’t see anything between the distance you’re seated from the Circle and the group of boys now crowded around it. Minho’s voice, moments ago light and breezy from the other side of the Fight Circle, is suddenly sobered and panicked as he breaks through the crowd and runs to you in lightning speed. “y/n, help! It’s Newt!”

Before you could process what was happening, you found yourself kneeling over Newt’s body. As his eyes looked up and met yours with a sheepish grin, you let out a frustrated breath. “Y/n, it’s you! So great to see you, you know I-“

His quip died is his mouth, replaced by a sudden wince that brought you back down to Earth and to the injury you hadn’t yet assessed. “What have you managed to do to yourself this time, dear one?”

He sighed. “Worth a shot. I think I sprained my wrist when I fell.”

You nodded, calming down as you realised that Minho’s drunkenness added to his exaggerated panic. Helping Newt up carefully, you begun to escort him to the med-jack hut, eager to get him away from the teasing jeers and whoops that faded into the distance as the two of you followed the well-trodden path.

…

As you tenderly bent his wrist backwards and forwards to check his level of pain, you shook your head fondly at each goofy drunk noise he made in response. What a silly loveable idiot.

You paused. He looked up at you with those sweet innocent eyes. “What were you thinking, Newt? Why would you do something so reckless so soon after your…while you’re still recovering?”

His eyebrows furrowed like an eight-year-old being told off. “Because Minho told me that if I want y/n to know how much I care about her then I need to start showing her, and I thought she’d think I was…I don’t know, cool, if I won the fight. She probably thinks I’m pathetic because I’m always limping about and…she helped me so much when I hurt myself and I don’t want her to think I’m weak. I really love her and I want her to know how much she means to me.”

You were surprised he didn’t flinch as your heart shattered. How could this beautiful person ever for a moment think he was weak? Let alone in your eyes. You were about to respond when his eyes widened, “Promise you won’t tell y/n!”

Chuckling at how adorable he was, confessing his feelings about you to you without realising, you grabbed his uninjured hand and caressed it softly. “I promise I won’t tell her, Newt. But I want to tell you a secret in return.”

He leaned forward eagerly, “Yeah?”

You smiled, leaning closely against his ear and whispering, “y/n really likes you too. You should definitely tell her how you feel. I guarantee she feels the same.”

A big toothy grin appeared on his face, and his eyes twinkled. “R-really?”

When you nodded, he muttered resolutely that he would ask y/n out tomorrow.

…

The next morning, Newt bashfully approached you as you ate your breakfast, pulling up a chair with his uninjured arm. “So…I noticed the makeshift cast on my wrist and I can’t help but ask…. how bad was I last night?”

“You confessed to me that you have feelings for me, and made me promise not to tell myself.” You chuckled, amused by his progressive eye-widening as you answered his question. “You know, I had no idea that Gally’s special drink could make you forget that I’ve been your girlfriend for three months but hey, here we are.”

Head in his hands, Newt slowly looked up at you. “I’m gonna be making this one up to you for months, aren’t I, darling?”

Smiling fondly at your precious boyfriend, you tenderly put a hand on his cheek. “Oh, absolutely”. He softened, matched your loving smile as you pulled him in for a gentle kiss.

a/n: hello beautiful nela (@nelabelievesindragons), thank you so much for your kind words. you always know just want to say to encourage me! I hope you’ll forgive the delay in writing this for you. this was an absolute pleasure to write - I loved the prompt (you always send lovely ideas) and the twist popping into my head was so satisfying.

it's so lovely knowing this was your first ask before we were friends, I hope that I did it justice. I remember being so excited to get a newt request (I adore him). hopefully this eases the pain of reading the death cure! 🤍

#newt maze runner #newt maze runner x reader #maze runner #maze runner x reader #newt x reader #thomas brodie-sangster x reader #thomas brodie sangster #newt maze runner x fem!reader #newt maze runner x fem!med-jack!reader #newt maze runner x med-jack!reader #newt maze runner fluff #newt maze runner x you #maze runner fluff #maze runner x you #thomas brodie sangster x you #requests open #daniella writes 💫 #⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ nela ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

[a-s-levynn]

About those new masks..

So i saw this take a few times already and i have some thoughts. Obviously it's paraphrasing but you'll see these a lot similar to this if you scroll in ST spaces since yesterday:

"These new masks have too much personality, they said the people behind the music is uniportant but they now have this new personalized look instead of the uniform sleek minimalist one and it is the direct opposite of what they are saying. These new looks do not fit Sleep Token"

Let me preface this: I'm not going to explore specific reasons why people might hate on the masks because... No i refuse to go there, but i will talk about the issues i have around this a bit.

No.

If you are hating on the new masks so much so as to cry about that "this is not what they supposed to be about" you are missing your own point. You are in fact shooting the opposite direction. You are no longer in it for "just the music" but you are very much caught upon the "everything else beside the music." You got distracted. You putting the blame on them instead on yourself for loosing your own point.

There is no moral highground in this whole ordeal. Please respect yourself enought to try not to look utterly stupid if you frothing about something you visibly misunderstood. Do not hide behind excuses. Do not put this on the artists. Own up to the fact that you simple don't like it.

Admit that it's your opinion purely; because ultimately the artist creating their own art will understand creative choices behind their creations more than you ever will. No matter how far you try to bend backwards.

The masks fit Sleep Token because it is Sleep Token who decided to have them. End of story. You can hate it all you want but it is still part of the shabang now. And don't try to mask your distaste over visuals with shouting about the artist not understanding their own ideology.

If you are so hung up on how they look like, more than what the music still is, than stop and think for a second please.. You have it backwards. If you really truly only care about the music, what it is about, what it gives you, than you are not going to give a shit what they are wearing on stage.

Maybe in a passing few sentences but otherwise you are not going to be worked up about it to the point you sent hatecomments to the artist who made them.. It is shameful.

Besides i hate to break it to people but they already had their personalities with their outfits just not this strongly. III had the random whacky shit. IV had the hint's of this comfy leisurly punk-ish techwear whatever going on besides the fancy stuff the past a months since the summer. II had a slightly sleeker but maybe sort of tech-ish look which is now reflected (in my opinion) much more strongly with this new look (which sorta reminds me of a stylized oni or something tbh and that is extremely in line with their older far-east inspired thematics visually, just saying).

They are not handing you the "we are unimportant" part anymore. They are not spoonfeeding it to you. Not in the way they had before at least. They presume you are mature and smart enough at this point to get it. To get to the conclusion that it is unimportant what they look like. And allow them to still have fun with it.

Or just they are being cheeky and went for something that would shake up the people. I don't know, i don't know them or anyone close to them. I don't have answers. But they are trying something new an it is perfectly fine.

Also which would have come off so much differently if Vessel is 100% btw. Be honest, if they would have been able to perform to their fullest abilities, far less people would be so loud over this.. This was just an unfortunate turn of events and when shit hits the fan it usually never just one dose. And my heart breaks for the boys for all this.

Besides, people were so loud about hating that "they looked the same" and "so hard to distinguish" and "easy to replace because of this" ... now they have personalized masks and looks and the same people cry about the exact opposite they did before..

Also it just occured to me that this is basically the same as the lightshow upgrade. It gives you something to look at at the rituals. The new looks are visually interesting, and with the lighting setup they have now they are gonna look like some seriously fun nightmare creatures btw. I love that already.

So all in all i don't know, i don't really have a point here i guess, but the boys are in such a no win situation right now and i hate the fact that people are shitting on them just because they don't fit their idea of "an anonymous collective" anymore. Which is reddiculous and sad because nothign has changed.

It never was about being a blank page. It was about being human. It flies over so many peoples head but the anonymity part isn't about not being a person under there. It is being about that person not having a name. It doesn't matter if the person has a personality or not. What matter there is that no name.

There is no definitiveness. It gives an open invitation for anyone to step into that person but first you need to recognise that there is a person there. And there is no doing that if there are no traces of personality. Or humanity if you will because personalities makes us humans. Don't make me hold a philosophy lecture here on what it means being human please.

It does not matter who that individual it is by tagging a name on them. But it is extremely important that there is a person there. Otherwise there is no connection point. If there is no person there is nothing to understand. But it does not matter how that person looks like. It does not matter what the person wears. Or what that person is called. What matters is that it is a human being. And as such you can understand it. Our at least you should be able to.

Regardless of the design of a mask.

#there is so much more there i could bring up and talk about but i have stuff to do today so i can't get hung up on it too much #but i hope it comes through what i'm trying to convey here #i'm not trying to hate on people not liking the masks because it is an extremely valid opinion #i hate people trying to mask it as a thing about sleep token loosing sight of their own thing #please do not try to hide behind stupid shit like 'this is not what they talked about' #cut the bullshit #grow up #and own up to the fact that you are visually do not like something #there is no need for a moral high horse in this case #you can dislike something for the aesthetic #but again. please do yourself a favour and try not to look utterly stupid about something you only half understand appearently #i'd say i'm sorry if i offended anyone here but i'm prepared for getting shit over this anyway so no i'm not apologizing #if you feel offended by this maybe this is your reminder that maybe you should think it through why you feel targeted #✌🏻 #sleep token

[automeris-io-moth]

ONE SHOTS

Hero x Villain

Discussions at candlelight - Villain intends to protect Hero, even if they don't want to.

Doubts ⭑ - Villain doesn't think they deserve Hero, Hero doesn't think that's their decision to make

Crying over spilled milk - Hero gets overwhelmed

White snow, red bed sheets - Villain had warned of the consequences of Hero getting hurt again (wlw)

Infatuation - Hero attracts Villain's attention

I met you before - Villain and Hero know each other, Villain wished they had recognised that sooner

But what if they offer and I don't want to say no? ⭑ - Hero doesn't want to leave

Guard - only Villain can calm Hero down

Defeat - where Hero loses

Blood inheritance - Hero has been running from their parent for a while, Villain ruins everything

Stupid and stranger - everyone deems Hero stupid, their new lover had a different opinion

Love ⭑ - Hero has never been loved before, yet, this is not how they think it should happen

Admiration - Villain captures Hero's attention

Liar - Hero knows Villain is lying, that was prove enought they loved them

Stains - what has Hero done?

Hostage situation ⭑ - Hero's team was too late to accept the offer, now Villain want to keep them

Hands of life - Hero has always only saved lives with their hands, Villain intends to keep it that way.

"I told you this would happen"

Version 1*; Hero x Supervillain

Version 2; Hero x Villain

Versión 3; Hero x Villain

Civilian x Villian

Rescued - Civilian knows that's their lover, yet the blood on their hands makes it hard to remember

Found - Strategist discovers something too late

⭑ added to most popular

#creative writing #my writing #hero x villain #villain x hero #heroes and villains #masterlist #mini masterlist #like a submasterlist #meaning just a list

[wordsarelife]

—my tears ricochet

pairing: anthony lockwood x gn!reader

summary: you save lockwoods life on a job but he can't save you.. but with a twist

warnings: injury, blood, falling from a building, and angsttt

note: dw it has a happy ending!! i promise

"the source should be upstairs, i can feel it" the adrenaline was rushing through your body and you knew there wasn't enought time to wait for an answer, so you quickly climbed the stairs.

lockwood was hot on your heels. "i'm coming with you"

lucy and george were busy fighting the type two and you didn't have time to argue against him. you ran through the rooms of the upper floor, searching through them, but never finding the source.

"it has to be in there" lockwood pointed to the last door left in the corridor and you nodded eagerly, dashing down the hallway. what you didn't notice, was the second type two emerging from the wall and following you.

lockwood was opening the drawers, while you were busy looking aroung the room as well. none of you noticed the ghost that was coming closer and closer to touching lockwood.

you gasped, upon discovering the source, your head turning to inform lockwood, when you noticed the ghost. there wasn't enough time to throw the silver net, and even if there had been, this was a total different ghost than lucy and george were fighting downstairs, so you couldn't know for sure that was the right source.

you quickly stepped between lockwoods turned body and the ghost. in the same moment you tossed the silver net, just for the small hope that it would actually help you. but before the net hit the source, the ghost had already outstretched it's hand. touching your cheek.

despite the touch being soft, all kinds of emotion hit you and made you stumble backwards. right behind you wasn't a wall or the hallway. it was the open window. with one last bit of your strength you tried to hold onto it, but you couldn't fight against it. not when you were already falling.

"y/n!" you could hear lockwood call, far far away. he was probably busy fighting the ghost now, in the case that the silver net really didn't do anything. at least you had given him a chance.

lockwood fought off the ghost as quickly as possible. his head always turning back to the window, trying to make out your form or how far the ground was away. he stepped aroung the silver net, fixing it's position on the source and the ghost disappeared. he was halfway hanging out the window just a second later, scanning the ground for you or any hit where you had disppeared to.

"lockwood!" the voice finally reached his ears

"y/n?" lockwood turned around, but he was met with lucy and george who looked at him worriedly

"we've been calling you for ages" george muttered

"where is y/n?" lucy tried to look behind the boy before her

"i don't know" lockwood breathed, walking down the hallway quickly. george and lucy close behind him.

"what do you mean?" george asked confused

"did anyone that was ghost touched ever disappear?" lockwood asked "is there a touch or ghost as strong to make you die and disappear on the spot?"

"y/n was ghost-touched?" lucy gasped

"that's what i'm trying to tell you" lockwood said loudly, rushing down the stairs "i think they were and then they fell out of the window and now they're gone"

"they fell out of the window?" george asked, but his question was left unanswered. lockwood was too busy, throwing open the front door and quickly walking around the house.

"they should be here" he looked up to make out the window "they should be right here" he repeated

lucy was holding her hands to her face, sinking to her knees in shock. george was trying to make sense of it all and lockwood was walking from wall to wall, muttering the same sentence over and over again.

"why aren't they here?" he screamed suddenly, holding onto georges collar and shaking him over and over again, until lucy intefered.

"this won't lead us anywhere" she said softly, losening lockwoods hold on george. "george wasn't there when it happened, but you were"

"are you saying it was my fault?" lockwood asked, tears still flowing over his cheeks. his friends could see the trauma that was bubbling up again. old memories entering his brain and spinning the events, so that he would eventually come to the conclusion that he had been at fault.

"no" lucy said "of course not. but maybe you saw something, something that you didn't really notice"

"yeah" george added "just close your eyes and try to remember"

"i-i can't" lockwood could feel the panic bubble up in his chest

"okay, it's alright" lucy tried to calm him down "maybe they are at home"

"i don't know" lockwood looked around once more "what if they are here somewhere? hurt, and we didn't even try to look for them?"

"they aren't here" lucy assured "let's go home and call the hospital, there is no use in panicking right now"

"o-okay" lockwood nodded

lucy had sent george and lockwood into the kitchen, so she could call the hospital, without lockwood hearing the conversation. she wasn't surprised when there was no one there that fit your description

before she could tell either george or lockwood, there doorbell rang. lucy wasn't fast enough to open the door, when lockwood came rushing down the hallway and dragged it open.

"y/n!" he said relieved.

lucy peeked around his shoulder. and indeed, in front of the door were you, accompanied by flo, who was holding you.

"i suggested the hospital, but they wanted to see you first" lockwood was holding you before flo could even finish saying that.

"what happened?" george was standing next to lucy and watching the scene play out in confusion "how did they disappear?"

"they didn't" flo helped lockwood to get you inside and on the couch "they came to me as fast as possible, i don't just carry these around with me for fun" she was holding up an adrenaline shot.

"i knew i needed something fast" you said "flo was the quickest option, i don't think i would've survived without her immediate help"

"no problem" flo shrugged and lockwood sighed

"we thought we had lost you" he muttered "i thought i had lost you"

"never" you smiled "but i couldn't risk that ghost touching you"

"that was so stupid" george shook his head

"and incredibly brave" lucy added proudly

"you're still bleeding from the head" flo reminded, plastering your wound with one of the tissues from the side table.

lockwood was broken out of his trance by that. "yeah, flo's right" he walked back into the hallway, putting on his coat, before he returned "let's get you to the hospital"

everyone helped to get you out of the house and into the nearest cab.

"don't you ever try to save me again" lockwood said later, while he was sitting next to your bed, after the doctor had seen you and you had received medication and bandaging for your head wound.

"oh, lockwood" you sighed "of course i'm always going to save you"

"this one was so close" lockwood nestled his head in your lap "i thought the ghost had touched you and send you into oblivion"

you smiled sadly

"i didn't even hear you hit the ground" lockwood went on "i tried to look for you, but the ghost was still there and by the time i got to the window you were gone"

"i didn't hit the ground" you smiled at the glimpse of relief in his eyes "i fell onto this very old sofa that was standing there perfectly, like it had been waiting to catch me"

"so it didn't hurt as much?" he asked

"not as much as it could've" you shrugged "otherwise my head wouldn't be in one piece anymore"

"oh god" lockwood muttered lowly "that would be awful"

"it would" you grinned

"but i knew if someone could survive this it would be you"

you smiled at his compliment "luckily, because you would be flying through oblivion right now, if i hadn't saved your fine little ass" you giggled at lockwoods dramatically offended expression

"well, thank you for saving my, what did you say? 'fine little ass'?" he laughed "i don't think i got to thank you until now"

"don't worry, you don't have to thank me" you combed through his hair "i'd do it over and over again"

"i would do the same for you"

"i know, darling" you kissed his forehead and watched happily how his eyes fluttered close "i know"

#lockwood and co #anthony lockwood #george karim #netflix #lucy carlyle #ali hadji heshmati #cameron chapman #anthony lockwood x reader #ghost hunting #ruby stokes #lockwoodandco #lockwood #lockwood gifs

[nanaloveswo-men]

hii i just read your work and i just want to say i really like your writings! i was wondering if i could request a fluff where reader meets erling's family :) like erling's mom showing reader his baby photos and cute stuff like that (i love ur pfp btw) thank you ~

baby photos - erling haaland

pairing: erling haaland x reader

summary: you were scared to first meet Erling's family, but when his mom showed you his old photos, you realized that you already loved them

warnings: just a sweet fluffy and a really embarrassed erling

author notes: thank you so much for your sweet coments! this mens a lot for me! and now, omg, i loved this request sooooo much !!! i have so much to talk about old photos take i might make a part 2 of this sorry for the wait, i'm just really busy with everything, and now, to only make things worse, i'm kind of sick, so sorry.

word count: 1,4k (the biggest one i wrote so far)

"nothing, just seeing your sweet little ass"

“I don’t think i’m ready for this Erling” you said worried. “Relax love, they already like you” Haaland was trying his best to calm you down.

Both of you were in the car, heading to Erling’s parents house, and until now, you weren’t really worried about meeting his family for the first time, the anxciety only came when you were five minutes away from the their house. The reality hit you like a train.

Questions like, “what if they don’t like me?”, “and if they think i’m not good enought for their son?” were poping up in your head. Your hands were shaking and you could feel the sweat running down you back.

Erling’s parents had already met you at online calls and you even had exchanged a bunch of chat messages, but meeting them in person was totally different. To only make things worse, this was the first time you were at Norway, so beside meeting his parents, there were lots of cultural differences, like the food, the weather and the language itself.

You checked your clothes for what felt the 100th time in only ten minutes, looking at the mirror to see if your hair was good.

Your boyfriend sweet as always, noticing how nervous you were, got your shaking hands and placed them on his tight, giving a little grip to show that he was there for you. 

Being honest, Haaland wasn’t worried about his parents reaction, he was sure that everything would be fine, afterall his family was super excited to meet you, more than himself. They already loved you.

"You'll be good, love. I trust you." he tried to calm you down one more time. "Sorry, i'm overreacting, but it's just that..." Haaland interrupted you before you could end.

"I'll be at your side, just trust me, nothing bad will happen" he said looking at you with a sweet smile.

You weren't really relax, but Erling's words made you feel a little better, now, some positive thoughts were popping in your head.

After some minutes, you two were finally at Haaland's family house.

You stopped at the door, fixing your clothes for a last time. "Wait, don't open the door yet!" before you could finish your sentence, someone suddenly opened the door, making you and your boyfriend freeze.

"Oh my god! You are so pretty" your heart stopped for a second, yours and Erling's head slowly turning to the person by the door.

You felt your cheeks heating up, now, Haaland's mom was looking directly at your face, examining every piece of it, making you self-councionus.

"By the pictures, i already knew that you were beautiful, but looking at you right now, i'm sure that you are gorgeous" she said soft smiling at you.

Of course, Haaland's mom already knew that you would be nervous, and she could also see that, not only at your face, but also in your body language. Now, her goal was to make you feel welcomed and loved.

You let a sigh in relief, your body finally relaxing. "Thank you so much, you are also gorgeous, mis." you said smiling.

Erling was only paying attention to the interaction, he was so happy that his heart could explode now. There was nothing better than seeing two of the people he loved the most getting along.

"Let's come in, everyone wants to meet you, i'm sure they will love you just like i do." she said pushing you to the inside of the house.

You couldn't lie, in the first ten minutes of the meeting were really odd foy you, because you were just standing in the middle of the living room, surrounded by a bunch of norwegians asking questions that you were trying your best to answer them all.

After this weird moment, everything went more than good, after some time you were already feeling in home. Everyone in Erling's family was so nice, you wanted to cry.

They cooked all kind of differents foods especially for you, from typical norwegians food, to the classic food you were already familiar with, all of this just to make you feel welcome. Even Erling's dad, that you were scared of, was actually a really sweet man, just like his son.

"So, what are you thinking?" your boyfriend asked, seeing that you were lost in your own thoughts. "I'm just really happy" you smiled up at him. "Your family is so sweat, makes me wanna cry" Haaland's eyes brightened when he heard your words.

"You are just too good, i don't deserve you" he hugged you, putting his chin on the top of your head.

You giggled, hugging him back. You two were in your own loving world, when someone approachead.

"Hey love bird, can i steal your girlfriend for a minute?" Erling's mom asked softly. "No" Haaland said, squeezing you in his big arms. You laughed at his actions, but you quickly left him, wanting to see what his mother wanted.

"Come with me sweet, i want to show you something" Marita (Erling's mom) pushed you by your hand.

You looked at Erling, but he only give you a head shake, also not knowing what his mom wanted. You follwed the older woman to the living room, where you were before.

Marita sat on the couch, a big box on her hands. Tapping the place on her side, she silent asked for you to sat there.

The room was quiet for a moment, only you and the older woman satting on the couch, Haaland had left you a time ago, wenting to backyard with the rest of his family.

"This is our family album" she explained, taking a book out of the box. "Well, this is actually Erling photo album" she said looking at you.

You stared at the book in her hands, not believing in what Marita had just said.

"Since when i first knew Erling was dating, i wanted to show you this, you know, it's a tradiction between daughter-in-law and mother-in-law" she said laughing.

Your boyfriend would be pissed of if he ever discovered that you were seeing his baby and teenager photos, but in this moment, you couldn't care less. You would deal with Erling's dramatic ass later.

Marita showed to you a bunchof photos, from all of Haaland's life, honestly, it was adorable.

You let a loud laugh came out of your mouth, but it wasn't you fault, the picture you were seeing was just to funny, even Marita was giggling.

In the photo, a baby Erling was in the pool, a cute little frog hat on his head, but apparently, he wasn't really happy, his face in an angry expression.

"He was mad because he was wet" his mother explained, "You see, he wanted to go to the pool, but he didn't want to get wet" your tummy was already hurting from how bad you were laughing.

"Yeah, he is a pain in the ass since he's a baby" you teased your boyfriend, even if he wasn't in the room. "And what about this one?" you asked pointing to other picture.

In this one, baby Erling was hugging someone's leg, his little hands holding the jeans like his life depended on it.

"Moments before he was running, and of course, he felt. And you know him" Marita said passing her fingers through her blond hair "He was scared to fall again, so he decided to walk hugging his dad's leg"

"Drama queen" you said looking at his little face in the photo.

Marita continued passing the pages, always making sure to explain the situation behind the photos, making you feel part of the family. Your good moment were interruped by a happy Erling.

"What are my two ladies doing?" he asked kissing you both on the forehead. "Nothing, just seeing your sweet little ass" you answered holding the album.

It was funny the way Erling's expression turned from happy and excite, to pure desesperation when he saw the book in your hands, his facing turning more white than usual.

"Mom! I can't believe you were showing this to her!" he complained, trying to get the thing out of your hands.

His mom's devilsh smiled didn't hide any of her intentions, and nor did yours.

"Don't worry baby, i think you look cute in this duck pajama" you teased, looking at the picture where teenager Haaland was wearing a duck pajama.

"Please, stop" he begged, his face getting red with all the shame he was feeling now.

Feeling merciful, you closed the album, letting it on the couch, running to your boyfriend's arm. You passed your arms around his neck, looking directly at his flustered face.

"You were always so cute, love" you could hear his mom laughing behind your back. "I hate you both" he said loud enough for you two here, before hugging you back.

"We love you too, Erl" Marita said walking out of the living room, leaving you two alone, but before she was gone, she blinked at you. "I'll show you the rest of the photos later, honey".

"Got it, sir!" you said to her, giggling when Erling pinched the side of your waist.

"You are going to pay for this later, babe" he warned, squeezing your thigh.

"Well see that, duck boy" you couldn't help, but tease him a little more.

#erling haaland fluff #erling haaland x you #erling haaland one shot #erling haaland x reader #erling haaland imagine #erling haaland #football imagine #football fluff #anon ask

[lilisouless]

Okay, if Leigh´s new novella is about the grishaverse, and she will kill of another character, i have only two guesses and one maybe

First, i think Leigh is self aware enought to realize that the grishaverse books already peaked. Its been enought time after KoS duology to add one more book to the series as an organic continuation. Therefore any adition would be an expanded story, an epylogue, etc. The only way it could peak again is with new characters entirely.

Its important to mention it, because i think that most people know that killing off important characters after your peak its a terrible idea that instead of sadness like you want to evoke what you get is frustration, eye rolling or people to see it as desesperate (No i am not saying narickriordanames)

If you haven't read all the books, beware of the spoilers

Even without this in consideration, some characters being killed just brings more trouble than a clousure. Meaning: Zoya,Nina and Hanne have inmunity. The onyl way it would work its a novella that takes place centuries ahead with another protagonists, and them being old already.

Here´s the thing: i believe Leigh can't go higher than Matthias (being the closest to a main character death) or David (being there from the start) , i seriously doubt she would step up of that, if she were she would have done it at the grishaverse peak, which like i said, its over.

Ohter thing is that its not very on brand for Leigh to kill of women that went trought a lot, otherwise she would have killed off Alina, so Inej and Genya are safe too. In fact, she hardly kills female characters at all, that aren't antagonists or very minor, i can only think on one female character that can be killed.

Kaz and Nikolai are too popular to die, lets get real. Even if Kaz is the crow most likely to die(so you can figure out Wesper are safe) ...he is still very unlikely to die.

I don't know how to explain this, but i think if she would kill Tolya or Kuwei she would have done it already, or kill of Tolya instead of David in RoW

Now, there´s the danger zone:

I think Adrik or Mal would be decent candidates if it weren't for

-Unlike Genya, Alina doesn't have her friends around all the time. While of course she could eventually heal, i think it would be unsatisfying if the least we see of Alina is grieving, considering Mal was brought back to life in order to be with her. So, for this reason only i think Mal is safe

-Now, Adrik would be surely the next target, after all there´s a remaining etherealki (Nadia) to fill up , but i think if we could notice that killing off another member of the triumvirate would seem repetitive, so would Leigh.

To finish up, this doesn't mean this characters are certainly going to die, just that this are the mot likely options : Colm and Misha

Maybe, just maybe Marya, but given that Wylan´s arc was more closed that Jesper´s its less likely than the previous ones

#netflix shadow and bone #six of crows #crooked kingdom #leigh bardugo #grishaverse spoilers #sab spoilers #shadow and bone spoilers #shadow and bone netflix

[lyramundana]

*fans self* oh lord girlie, it’s like you’re in my head with that last scenario

Also a bit of a song rec: Motivate by Little Mix (I think of Minsung every time😮‍💨)

Just imagine them at your feet in skirts with their little boba eyes, rubbing their cheeks against your knee, just begging for your attention, for your touch. When you finally give in, Ji in your lap, his back against your chest, jerking him off, edging him while he squirms , “mommy, pleaseee, stop teasing me. I’ve been so so good for you.” Minho pawing at your side, “mommy please pay attention to me too, please”

Omg maybe you force Min to use a dildo in his hole without your touch or coming for being a little brat. His whines and little “mommy please”s from below you would sound so adorable especially with his eyes watering ugh.

I had another idea while writing this and I wanna share.

Dom!Minho, switch!Mc, sub!Jisung. Minho fucking Ji in the dorms and Ji being so sensitive after Minhos teasing, he’s practically screaming. Playfully oblivious best friend!mc coming in with a smirk “I can keep him quiet, Min”. Minho gives her permission without a second thought. She immediately strips, sitting on Jisungs face. Despite being fucked out beyond belief, he sucks on her clit, eating her out like a starved man. Minhos hand wrapping around her neck, her back arching as he smashes his lips into her, swallowing each others moans.

I got a bit carried away here lol

- fellow Minsung whore

I'm very normal about these scenarios. Yep, very normal. I feel nothing

I really don't understand what you aim to accomplish by sending me these satan-like asks. What's the point?! Besides driving me INSANE WITH THIRST of course, because if it's for me to add something else, what the fuck am I supposed to add there?? It's already perfect as it is. The question here is, why are you not writing all of this up in your blog so the world and I can delight in your genius ideas?

You really now my weakness. Pretty, subby boys wearing skirts and begging for me on their knees, with those cute eyes looking at me..fuck

Just imagine them at your feet in skirts with their little boba eyes, rubbing their cheeks against your knee, just begging for your attention, for your touch

This. This right here. This is my wet dream, my recurrent fantasy, my utmost desire. If I could ever have this in real life, I would die happily after. I'll be torn between fucking them until they faint or just cuddle them and cover them in kisses because they're too cute for my sanity.

“mommy, pleaseee, stop teasing me. I’ve been so so good for you.” Minho pawing at your side, “mommy please pay attention to me too, please”

jdwjdejn *error 404 not found* subby minho?💀 calling me mommy?💀💀

just the image of him pawing at me me makes me so hungry. i'll grab him and kiss him breathless, then pull that buttplug of his in and out until he's moaning my name more, maybe touching his g-spot so he actually cries on my lap and begs me to stop. ohh, then i'll edge him until he can't even speak because, i can't have have one cumming before the other, right? they have to cum at the same.time

I'll have them both in the ground, because that's what they deserve for being little brats. none of them will get to touch the bed sheets unless i allow them to, so either my lap or the cold ground. jisung's pretty, aching red dick in my hand, while i squeeze it and play with it with his twitching hands cuffed behind him. he can't fight back, no option but take what i give him.

minho, our pretty, cute kitty boy, he'll be on his knees with his face in my lap. maybe i'll have the remote control of the buttplug and mess with the settings to make him whine out desesperately, trembling but unable to do anything, or else i'll punish him.

I had another idea while writing this and I wanna share.

Seriously? You haven't shared enought??😃

She immediately strips, sitting on Jisungs face. Despite being fucked out beyond belief, he sucks on her clit, eating her out like a starved man. Minhos hand wrapping around her neck, her back arching as he smashes his lips into her, swallowing each others moans.

I literally have nothing else to add to this perfection.

No matter the universe, AU or scenario, Jisung is a pussydrunk king. Even if he's mentally out of it, his tongue has an independent conscience.

Minho putting her in a headlock while he's pleasuring both?? Jesus christ, he really is a multitasker

Tagging my lovelies (because if i suffer, everyone does): @channieandhisgoonsquad @moonlightndaydreams @2chopsticks2eyes @skzms @queenmea604 @noellllslut @hanjisunglover

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Physics Friday #16: The Cosmic Microwave Background (CMB)

This was originally going to be a post on Baryon Acoustic Oscillations, but I think that it's better to first discuss the CMB broadly before getting onto that, keeping the post lengths short(er).

Introduction: Our bath of Microwave Radiation

The CMB is everywhere, literally. Where you stand right now you are being bombarded by a bath of microwave radiation originating from the CMB. In fact, it's part of what causes the static on old TVs.

Now don't worry, the radiation is very weak, so it's unlikely you'll actually be hurt.

The CMB ceased to exist about 13 billion years ago, what you see in the microwave part of the spectrum is just what was left over.

Because the speed of light is not infinite, when we look really far out in the distance, we actually look back in time.

Measuring an object 1 light-year away means we only see what that object looks like a year ago. Measuring an object 1 billion light-years away means we are looking at that object 1 billion years in the past (ignoring the expansion of the universe).

If we account for an expanding universe, light actually travels a lot further. Because what was 13 billion ly has expanded into ~40 billion ly. However, we still see it as 13 billion ly.

This allows us to see the universe in it's early stages of life.

Eras of the Early Universe

The eras of our universe are crucial to understanding the CMB. In the first few seconds after the big bang, we have the hadron era, where the first protons and neutrons form.

A few minutes later, the temperature of the universe drops enought that these protons and neutrons then form into stable atomic nuclei during what's known as big bang nucleosynthesis.

Effectively we have nuclear fusion happening everywhere in space, like in the core of most stars, including our sun.

Eventually our universe expands to such a point that the temperature drops below a point where we cannot have nuclear fusion. But the temperature is still high enough that the universe is exclusively plasma.

Plasma is the state of matter in which electrons cannot bind themselves to their respective atomic nuclei, the universe is considered 'ionised' - as it's all just electricity.

During this time, the universe is opaque. Because any light moving around in the universe gets instantly absorbed by the loose electrons or nucleons.

We'll have to wait a couple thousand years before the universe cools even further, to the point where we get normal gaseous matter. The universe suddenly becomes translucent. This is known as the era of recombination.

At the moment of this occurring, any light emitted by the previously hot plasma escapes and can travel freely through the universe unobstructed. This thermal radiation comes in the form of infrared radiation.

Travelling Radiation

The radiation of the CMB is the earliest possible light we can see in the universe. Because any previously-existing light is obscured by the plasma earlier-on.

The radiation emitted from the CMB travels across space in order to reach us. And during that time it gets 'corrupted' in a sense.

Redshift - Turning Infrared into Microwaves

Redshift is a phenomena where light waves will stretch, their wavelength is increased as they are released and move through space.

Expanding space means that the CMB is effectively moving away from us at very fast speeds. This creates a doppler effect where the light waves will inherently be released out towards us at a longer wavelength. This is called doppler redshift.

The expansion of space also affects the wavelength as the photon travels. The space in-between each photon's wavelength stretches too, creating more cosmological redshift.

For most objects, cosmological redshift is negligible, because the light doesn't travel far enough for space to expand inside the wave. But the CMB is very far away, meaning that both forms of redshift are non-negligible.

Image credit: Forbes

The CMB exists at a redshift of ~1100, this doesn't mean much on it's own. What it means is that red-coloured light will become shifted to short radio frequencies that you can pick up on your radio.

The Lyman-Alpha Forest

Of course, our translucent gas is not perfectly translucent. Gas can absorb and emit specific wavelengths of light that perfectly correspond to energy levels an electron can take within an atom.

The Lyman series is an example of hydrogen emission/absorption lines, and as the light travels through hydrogen gas, the wavelengths corresponding to the Lyman series gets absorbed by our atoms.

This process keeps happening. As redshift alters the wavelengths of the surviving waves, any gas obstructing the CMB's light will have fresh light to absorb.

The effect is this continual series of absorption lines appearing in the otherwise clear spectra of radiation. Creating a 'forest' of several absorption lines.

Image Credit: Wikipedia

Re-Ionisation

Some gas in the early universe ends up converting back into plasma, this is caused by gravity pulling on small inconsistencies in the gas density.

These bright spots of plasma were what formed the first stars, galaxies, and black holes. But for us, it also effects the CMB.

Of course, ionised gas is opaque, so any light that happens to come across a star in-formation is absorbed instantly.

Observing the CMB

There have been multiple attempts to view the CMB. Despite all of our obstructions, space is mostly empty. Not just that, but the visible blemishes on our dark sky (like the milky way) can be removed in-post.

There are three notable missions: COBE (1989-93), WMAP (2001-10), and lastly the ESA Planck/BICEP mission (2015-19). Each increasing in resolution, each adding more information to our measurements.

When the CMB was first observed in the COBE mission, it saw something really strange, the CMB was really smooth, and looked like it had a dipole in it. This is the top image on the below diagram.

Image Credit: NASA

This dipole is actually caused by the orbital motion of the Earth! Not just around the sun, but also within our galaxy.

Alright, so let's try and re-configure our calculations, this time we will account for the movement of the Earth.

What we get is the middle image. There's still a big band in the centre of the frame, which actually is caused by our milky way, as the milky way itself also emits microwave radiation.

Thus this gives us the lower image. A background which looks approximately the same everywhere, but is distinctly not on local scales. This discovery broke one of our main assumptions in cosmology at the time - which is that the background is the same in all directions.

Something interesting also occurs as well. When all movement in space is removed, the CMB becomes static. This means that the CMB can act as a universal frame of reference, from which all other reference frames can be compared against.

This concept appears to violate the principle of relativity, but at the same time, our cosmological models require a reference frame to compare against. This is one example of an unsolved problem in GR.

While there isn't a visible dipole in our CMB observations, a dipole would have significant ramifications on our frame-of-refernce models.

Refining the Map and Using it

WMAP and the Planck mission refined our data to a point where we can use it for more interesting measurements.

Image Credit: ESA

The size of each small blob actually corresponds to the curvature inherent in the universe. As when we look far back into space, different curvatures will create different apparent sizes.

Not just that, but we can use the CMB to observe the reverberations of sound waves, this analysis allows us to measure the amount of matter that existed in the early universe.

With both measurements of curvature and matter density, we can estimate both the strength of dark energy and the expansion rate of the universe, allowing us another method to quantify dark matter.

These two data points turn out to be observed using the same phenomena, Baryon Acoustic Oscillations (BAOs) - a future topic (maybe in 2 weeks' time).

Conclusion

The CMB is still being investigated and still being observed. The main reason is because it is our only existing window into viewing the early universe.

Not just that, but the CMB provides important data that gave rise to both inflation theory and the eventual formation of our structure in the universe.

I will eventually cover inflation theory. But sooner, I will talk about BAOs. As they are also a rather interesting discussion in cosmology. The measurement of BAOs is what has led to our current cosmological crisis, where the CMB's measurements misalign with other data points in measuring the strength of dark energy.

As always, please feel free to comment your thoughts, including criticisms. Follow if you want to see more!

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[epic-arc]

Spider-Knight: Edge of Time.

Jaune would be in a file room looking at a computer that he would try to access but a password screen would appear.

Spider-Knight(J): Ok, i'm here so how do i access it?

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): Enter my password: PENNY, P-E-N-N-Y.

Jaune would enter the password that Nicholas had given him but the computer would give it as an incorrect password.

Spider-Knight(J): Great. You got any other ideas?

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): Hmph let me think...

Nicholas was thinking about another password and Jaune would just sigh and say in a joking tone ''grant me access'' which would work and opening the files on the PC.

Spider-Knight(J): That was weird, Okay let's go over the start-yo procedures.

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): Slow down, Arc, it's no that simple!

Spider-Knight(J): Did you fire up the quark enhancers? Activate the tachyon relays?

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): Yes, Yes. I did all that! Will you...

Jaune continued working on the computer, opening various files while Nicholas spoke and ended up cutting him off.

Spider-Knight(J): Uncouple the heinsenburg compensators?

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): Yes of course I... shock it, No i didn't!

Nicholas would be slightly irritated for having forgotten to do that step that Jaune mentioned. Jaune would listen and be surprised at himself.

Spider-Knight(J): Wait i was right? Wow i...

Jaune opened a file written ''Snow Fall'' and read the file with a sad expression and tone of voice. Nicholas would notice and ask why Jaune had changed his tone of voice.

Spider-Knight(J): Weiss dies tonight at alchemax?!

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): How did you know.. For shock's sake Arc! What part of ''dont poke around in the archives'' was unclear!

Jaune was listening to Nicholas complaining to him while he read the entire file trying to see how Weiss died that night.

Spider-Knight(J): Fine. i'm a nosy Arc! But now that i found out its-

Nicholas would speak with a slight tone of anger cutting through Jaune as he spoke.

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): It's what? My job to save her?I've got enought ot deal with!

Jaune would be irritated by Nicholas comment and would speak with a slightly aggressive tone towards him.

Spider-Knight(J): You can't mean that! You just can't ignore that she's in danger!

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): Hey im trying to focus on what's important.

Spider-Knight(J): What's important is not standing by and allowing someone to suffer or die beacause you do nothing, If you don't get that, then you don't get the first thing about being Spider-Knight.

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): You're the one who doesn't get it, Parker. The future depends on...

When Nicholas would finish the sentence Jaune would punch both fists on the keyboard angrily and speak in an angry tone.

Spider-Knight(J): My future is meaningless without her!

Nicholas would think and sigh and leave where he was and go towards where Weiss was to prevent her death.

Spider-Knight 2099 (N): This is gonna be a huge mistake.

Jaune would hear Nicholas' comment and he would have a smile on his face and he would come to his senses and speak in a calm and happy tone to Nicolas.

Spider-Knight(J): I owe you, Nicholas, Big time.

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[apoljuise]

To young (you know, before blow up) Fizz: what do you like to do in free time? :^ Except clowning around and distracting Buckzo

( to author of ask: sorry if I ask to much I just don't want this ask to be ignored, just tell me when you had enought )

I think this answers everything JSJS He also enjoys dancing and watching musicals! :D (cough cough *beetlejuice* cough cough)

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And for @tadssstrange : No problem! You’re the only one asking for now, I really enjoy doing this so ask as many as you want ^^

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