#but like a group for older muse would be fun

[daycourtofficial]

Uncle Catastrophe

Summary: based on this request - your day out on the town is interrupted by a shadow who brings you to a very rattled Azriel taking care of Nyx

Author’s note: this is cute and fun I might do something similar with an older Nyx bc why not

The revered shadowsinger.

A male who is battle hardened, whose scars sing legends of a cruel male who lacks sympathy.

The revered shadowsinger. Brought down by a babe.

Cauldron boil him, he thinks, sorting through the massive stack of parenting books Feyre and Rhysand had bought to prepare for Nyx.

Now his scarred hands comb through the books, searching for what’s wrong with the princeling. He carries Nyx around in his arms, his tiny hiccuping body making Azriel’s thoughts spiral further with each violent hiccup.

The morning was fine - Nyx was an easy babe, he hasn’t displayed any powers yet, and he loved his family so much. Especially his uncles who shared the wings fixed to his tiny back.

Nyx’s gaze and hands always found their ways to Cassian and Azriel’s wings. The former would shoot his wings out to show his nephew just how large they were, the latter wraps his wings around Nyx, enveloping the two of them in a soft darkness.

Nyx had even fallen asleep on Azriel’s chest. He had laid down on the sofa next to Nyx’s crib in the living room, but the princeling kept babbling, waving his arms around frantically, fluttering his tiny wings. Eventually Azriel gathered he just wanted company, so he laid down on the plush sofa, Nyx curled up on his chest.

The babe lasted maybe 3 minutes before falling asleep. Azriel stayed completely still, long legs stretched out, feet dangling off the end. His shadows provided a comforting weight to the both of them, causing the shadowsinger’s eyes to grow heavier, until eventually he was fast asleep.

He woke up to a violent stirring on his chest, the babe in his arms hiccuping more violently than he thought possible. He didn’t let worry consume him until after 15 minutes of nonstop hiccuping, when he dispatched his shadows to search for books on babes.

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You were shopping in Velaris, a new stack of books tucked into your arm when a tiny shadow wizzes up to you, circling around your body, its cool touch sending shivers up your skin.

It twirls around your body, as if inspecting you, before wrapping around your wrist and pulling you forward.

You chuckle, allowing the shadow to drag you wherever it sees fit.

It brings you to the townhouse and opens the door for you. You thank the shadow, and it gently caresses your cheek in a kiss before darting through the entryway.

You step inside, calling out, “hello?” Your voice carries through the house, until you see a head of onyx curls peak out over the threshold.

Looking as beautiful as ever, tortoiseshell glasses perched on his nose, Azriel looks at you, puzzled, before he looks at his group of shadows that follow him everywhere.

You walk towards him and he seems to be scolding one of them, his voice dropping as you got closer.

“I got ambushed by one of your shadows in the street. Do they do that to all the girls or just the pretty ones?” You ask, a light tease in your voice.

Azriel rolls his eyes at you, but continues on with whatever he’s doing.

You know something’s wrong because he doesn’t give your cheek a kiss as you walk past, so you look around trying to discern what could be wrong.

“Is everything okay, sweetheart?”

You turn to look at him, noticing his hair is in disarray. His hair always had a perfect level of messy to it - looking slightly mused, but as if every curl was meticulously placed. Now it looks like a mess of onyx on his head.

He sighs, looking at you. “I’ve been trying to figure out what’s wrong with Nyx.”

You notice that there are books strewn about the room, all on fae babes, all open to their indexes to search for key words.

“He won’t stop hiccuping.”

You try not to laugh, especially not with how seriously Azriel looked at you.

“Is he in his nursery?” You ask, moving towards the stairs.

“Yes,” he says, following behind you.

“Hi, Nyxy,” you coo, and the young babe just smiles at your attention, a tiny hiccup jolting his entire body. You get close to him, his arms extending to you as you pick him up.

He nuzzles into you, his wings lightly twitching at your attention. You rub his back, looking at Azriel as you do so.

“You know this is normal, right?” You ask, pacing the room with the young princeling in your arms.

“There’s no way it’s normal!”

You roll your eyes, “I’m a healer, babe, you could have asked me.” Your eyes move to Nyx’s, violet eyes peering back at you.

“It’s my job to know all about babes,” you say, fingers rubbing against Nyx’s chubby tummy. He giggles in response, and Azriel sits in the rocking chair in the corner, hands going over his face.

He sighs, clearly frustrated, and you can’t help but feel like his frustration isn’t just about Nyx.

“Is everything okay?” You ask, taking your eyes off of Nyx’s violet eyes to meet hazel ones.

Azriel sighs, coming over to you, burying his head into your neck as he wraps his arms, and wings, around you and Nyx. Inside of the little cocoon, Azriel mutters, “I wanted to prove to you that I could do this.”

You had a hard time hearing him as he was mumbling into your shoulder, so you ask, “I’m sorry, what was that?”

Azriel’s hands tightened slightly on your waist, repeating himself, and you ask, “that you could do what?”

His breath tickles your neck, “that I could do the whole “having a babe” thing.”

Your brows furrow, confused where this sudden insecurity cropped up from.

“Are you pregnant?”

He sighs, ignoring you, “I just wanted to prove that I could care for Nyx without your help for a bit. I know you’re a healer, but I don’t want you to find me incompetent.”

His shoulders slump a bit, “I know we’ve never really talked about it, but I guess I wanted to prove to you and to myself that.. that I could. That I could be soft and loving.”

You reach an arm around his waist, pressing Nyx between the two of you. The young prince hiccups, startling both of you.

“Oh, Azzy. I would never find you incompetent.”

He huffs, “and yet you came bursting through the door to help.”

“Because one of your shadows got me. Listen, babes are hard. And yeah there’s a lot to learn about taking care of them, but I fully believe you could do it.”

He lifts his head up, searching your eyes for some deception.

Nyx coos in your arms, and Azriel lifts one of the hands from your waist to cradle his head. The babe leans into Azriel’s touch, soaking in the attention from his uncle.

You smile at the two of them, “No one is born knowing exactly what to do or how to take care of someone else.”

His eyes return to you, his hand still fixed on Nyx’s head.

“But we can learn together, okay?”

You look up at him and a soft smile grazes his lips. “This isn’t fair - you have a head start on the material. Your job is literally taking care of others.”

You giggle, causing Nyx to shriek in delight.

“Guess you’ll just have to pick up more babysitting hours.”

#acotar fanfiction #azriel x reader #azriel x you #azriel #azriel fanfic #azriel fluff #acotar writing #azriel x y/n

[sp1ty0urh34rt0ut]

✩ their secret thoughts of you! ✩ 18+

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this post is intended for those who are eighteen years of age or older. if you are a minor, please do not interact, thanks.

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this person has secret thoughts about how much they feel for you. even if this person has told you that they like you and/or really care for you, they haven't even told you the half of their feelings for you. they really love the way you look - this person is extremely attracted to you and your appearance, which has increased their desire for you immensely. however, when it comes to a relationship, this person is very indecisive if this is a good idea for the both you. it is something on their mind, but there's something keeping them from going at it and asking you out. maybe you're in a relationship, maybe they are, or maybe one of you have just gotten out of a relationship and are not necessarily ready to jump into another one. whatever the reason is, it's keeping them from approaching you in the way they secretly want to. this person has a lot of sexual thoughts about you, and they think about this changing the relationship for the two of you. they feel like if you two were to have sex, they would end up falling in love with you and vice versa. this person secretly thinks that you may be mad at them, or that you're cold towards them because of a break they took from you. maybe they stopped talking to you for a while and then they came back expecting everything to be the same as it once was, but it wasn't; you weren't treating them the same way you once did. this person thinks this is hot, though. they like that you stood your ground and didn't allow them to come back into your life easily. this person seems to enjoy playing games and they enjoy when it's not as easy to get into your energy because it makes things more interesting.

this person secretly thinks that you're extremely beautiful and pleasing to look at. you have very nice style, as well. you know how to put clothes and certain colors together to accentuate your beauty and garner more attention towards you, whether that's your intention or not. this person definitely has extremely lustful thoughts towards you, especially after something ended between the two of you. again, this person is really turned on by the fact that you're not easy to get, they really enjoy a challenge and they seem to want what they can't have. if they've seen you with thigh highs (socks that go up to your thighs) they think about this a lot when they're thinking sexually about you. if they've never seen you in thigh highs, they're fantasizing and imagining you in them.

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this person secretly thinks that you're psychic. you may have said things that they've been thinking and/or going through, and they were wondering how you even knew that. you seem to know the perfect times to speak to them, when to pull back, when to invite them out, etc. they secretly think of you as someone who quickly brings the spark back into their life, you make them see the positive sides of life even in their worst moments. this person thinks of getting you alone. if you're hanging out in a group setting, they want to talk and hang with you alone. this person really likes your vibe and they feel safe in your presence. this person secretly thinks that you are their soulmate, or that they were destined to meet you in order to bring some sort of purpose back into their life. they think that god and/or the universe placed you in their life in order to guide them in the right way, whether you're there for the ride or not. they could simply see you as a muse, or as someone who is meant to be in their life for the long-term. they also think that you're the best person to have fun with, whatever "fun" means to them. this could be partying, playing video games, walking around town, doing drugs/getting drunk, etc. even if y'all aren't doing anything except chilling, they find it to be more fun than hanging with anyone else. you have a radiant energy that they love to indulge in and experience.

this person thinks that you're a siren, or that you look a lot like a mermaid, or something like that. they think you look ethereal and other-worldly, which adds a lot of mystery to you and your appearance. they think that you're very attractive and extremely beautiful, even if you're a masculine. you have a unique look to you that makes you stand out from everyone else, and they may not express to you how much they like your appearance. they may even feel jealous about this, at times, especially if they're not very confident in their own look. you may notice this person copying you at times, or taking a lot of inspiration from your style and makeup. there's a lot of emphasis on your attractiveness, so this is definitely something they secretly think about a lot. this kind of gives me a friend/best friend energy, but this could be a lover, as well. they could have a crush on you, too. they secretly get jealous whenever you hang or talk to other people, especially if you're not giving them as much attention because of it.

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this person thinks about you a lot - like, a lot a lot. they tend to stalk your social media when they're alone, they reflect on whatever it is you're posting. they secretly think of you as "the one who got away." they think that you ended things with them because their energy wasn't aligned with yours and you saw them as some sort of sneaky energy. the word "creep" came to mind - they think you see them as a creep. they think that you value your peace over everything else, and that you saw them as someone who went out of their way to disrupt their peace, so you stopped talking to them because of this. they also think that you took your time from them in order to focus on your commitments whether it be a relationship, a life goal, school/work, your family, or anything you've decided to commit your time and energy to. this person secretly sees you as an angel, or someone who has come to earth to balance the energy and add peace in the world full of chaos. this person secretly thinks about coming towards you and talking to you again, though. they're coming up with a strategy to come towards you and make it seem like they've been healing and working on themselves. they may be, but they're wanting to come off as way more healed than they actually are. they secretly think that you purposefully isolate yourself because you're studying something or trying to brush up on your skills and talents, so you don't want any distractions getting in your way.

they are secretly very analytical about what you're doing; they're watching you very closely and creating scenarios in their head about it. they could think that some of your posts are about them even when they're not. this person may be someone who speaks impulsively and doesn't wait before they talk, which can make them come off as arrogant at times. they think that you may be lying online, or creating some sort of illusion for people to see. they also think that you didn't tell them the whole truth when it came to something, possibly about a mutual friend. this is kind of random but they secretly think that you have nice facial bone structure, specifically your teeth and cheekbones.

#tarot #pick a card #18+ #mdni

[gingerjunhan]

try hard - kwak jiseok

☆彡 I’ve had this idea since I started this account. I’m glad it finally got to see the light. Thank you all for your patience; I hope you enjoy <3

synopsis: you’ve been head-over-heels for Gunil for a while now, but what happens when Jiseok finds an extravagant way to try and tell you how he feels?

based on 5 Seconds of Summer’s song Try Hard

word count: 2,365 | pronouns used: they/them | genre: angst | cws: one sided pining, no happy ending, member-on-member jealousy, swearing, lmk if I missed something!

Jiseok flopped down on his bed and let out a sigh. Practice today felt so much longer than usual. Maybe it was the pressure of their upcoming stage performance, or maybe it was his poor sleep schedule. Either way, Jiseok felt like he was fighting hard to keep his eyes open. All he wanted was to fall asleep right here, right now- half strewn across his bed in the clothes that he wore to the studio. The only thing that kept him awake, however, was his stomach. Hyeongjun was supposed to start making dinner once everybody got home. If Jiseok wasn’t so tired, he would’ve offered to help.

Eventually, the sound of laughter and the scent of whatever Hyeongjun was cooking danced their way into Jiseok’s room, pulling him out of his sleepy haze. There was a voice he didn’t quite recognize- it definitely wasn’t one of his bandmates. Listening through his walls wasn’t solving his mystery, so Jiseok reluctantly rose to his feet and made his way to the kitchen.

“Hey, there he is,” Seungmin announced to the group as Jiseok shuffled through the doorway. “We were just going to come get you for dinner. We thought you fell asleep.”

“Not yet,” Jiseok huffed. “Too hungry.”

“Well the food’s ready. Grab a plate.”

After serving himself, Jiseok made his way to the dinner table and found an extra seat across from his.

“Hey, Jiseok,” you greeted.

“(Y/N), hey. I didn’t know you were joining us for dinner tonight.”

You nodded happily. “Gunil told me he was feeling a little stressed about your upcoming performance, so I thought I’d stop by and try to help him relax.”

Jiseok nodded understandingly. You and Gunil had just recently started dating, and Jiseok wasn’t sure how to take it. He never told Gunil, but he had developed feelings for you a while ago. You and Jiseok had known each other for a long time; he was even the one who introduced you to Gunil. So when you and Gunil started going out, there was nothing Jiseok could do other than be happy for you. He had lost his chance fair and square, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t jealous. “What’s got you so stressed, Gunil?” He decided to ask.

“Well,” Gunil sighed. “Shortly after leaving practice, our manager called to tell us that our stage time was upped by five minutes- which is great! However, our manager thinks it would be smart to have us perform a new cover for publicity. The performance is now less than a week away and we don’t have any ideas, so start throwing some out.”

“5 Seconds of Summer!” Jooyeon suggested instantly. Jungsu rolled his eyes.

“We can’t always cover 5 Seconds of Summer just because you have a man-crush on Luke Hemmings.”

“C’mon!” He insisted. “It’s a song I’ve really been wanting to cover, and I think we would do great!”

“What’s it called?” Gunil asked.

“Try Hard. It’s an older song, but it’s so good. They never perform it, so I think it would be fun to give it a try!”

“Okay,” Gunil shook his head, sounding slightly defeated. “We can keep that one in mind- play it for us after dinner. We can keep thinking of more ideas.”

As dinner progressed, a few more ideas were tossed around for covers. Paramore, DAY6, Muse- but nothing seemed to stick. Once dinner finally ended, Jooyeon got his chance to introduce the group to the song he had in mind. His excitement was evident as everyone listened along.

Jiseok listened intently- trying to ignore the way Jooyeon was serenading the group along with the song. He glanced over at you, and you seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as Jooyeon was. At this point, you had begun to bob your head along with the song, really getting into it. Jiseok didn’t miss the way that Gunil was looking at you; his eyes twinkling a little bit as he watched you jam alongside Jooyeon.

The song has a good guitar track, that was for sure. At the very least, it would be fun to perform. Nothing about the song really struck Jiseok too deeply until the second verse rolled around.

“She’s got a rose tattoo, but she keeps it covered. I play guitar, but she’s into drummers. She’s seen my face around, but she doesn’t even know my name.”

The pain that ran through Jiseok’s chest was almost tangible, striking him like an arrow. His eyes went wide and for a second he swears he started to hold his breath.

“Let’s do it,” he spoke out loud, not thinking about the timing of his comment. Luckily, nobody really seemed to notice. Jooyeon looked over, excited that someone was hearing him out.

“You really want to?” His smile was evident.

“Yeah. It’s a good song and it seems fun to play. Plus, I know you won’t get off our asses if we pick something else.”

Jungsu chuckled, “He has a point.”

Jooyeon’s eyes lit up as he looked at Gunil. “What do you think?”

“I don’t know… haven’t we already played like, three 5 Seconds of Summer songs?”

“Oh, c’mon, Gunil. This song is good!” You coaxed. “What would one more cover hurt? Besides, Villains would love it.”

Gunil let out a sigh, clearly having been won over by your opinion. “Alright, fine. I’ll talk to our manager first thing in the morning. Tomorrow we start working on arrangements.”

Everybody nodded their heads or made some sort of verbal agreement. Jiseok, on the other hand, was lost in thought as he continued to listen. He thought about the way you giggled at everything Gunil said and the way you couldn’t see how Gunil looked at you when you spoke to someone else. It was sickening. Once the song ended, Jiseok calmly slipped away from the others and back into his bedroom, the sound of your laughter fading out as he closed the door behind him.

☆

The next day, the practice room practically buzzed with the amount of work that was going on. Some of the guys were trying to find arrangements for the new cover, Gunil had been breaking into a new set of drumheads, and Jiseok was pretty sure Seungmin was about to break Jooyeon.

“Jooyeon if you don’t stop touching my stuff I’m gonna kick your ass!”

“I’m just grabbing my water!”

“Well then get your shit away from my shit!”

“Gunil!” Jooyeon called out like a child, “Seungmin is threatening me!” The group all looked back to their drummer, who was caught up with something on his phone. After a second, Gunil looked up at him.

“What’s wrong?”

Seungmin laughed. “Looks like somebody is too busy texting to save you,” Seungmin snuck up behind Jooyeon, grabbing his sides, causing Jooyeon to yell. It was now Gunil’s turn to laugh.

“Sorry, (Y/N) asked me a question. But, I’m good. No more distractions.”

Jiseok laughed to himself, knowing that would soon be proven to be a lie.

“Don’t worry about it,” Jungsu intervened, “They��re just messing around.”

Gunil sighed lightly. “Guys, come on. We don’t have the time to be goofing off. We’ve gotta be getting everything finalized for this stage or else management is gonna kill us.” The younger boys let out a group of collective sighs, returning to their instruments and getting back to work. Jiseok put the strap of his guitar back over his shoulders, taking a second to peak back at Gunil again, catching him as he picked up his phone again, laughing to himself and sending another text with a slight blush on his cheeks.

Jiseok scoffed quietly to himself, “What happened to no more distractions?” He shook his head with a sigh, turning back to his sheet music. Jungsu looked his way.

“You alright?”

Jiseok’s attention snapped over to Jungsu. “Yeah. I’m fine,” he responded rather unconvincingly.

“Okay,” Jungsu said with a soft smile. “You just… seem a little stressed, so I thought I’d check in.”

“Thanks.” Jiseok gave Jungsu a tight-lipped smile before turning away again.

☆

The day of their performance had finally come around, and the guys were all backstage doing their typical pre-show rituals. Seungmin had a small set of weights in each hand, Hyeongjun was tuning his guitars, and Jiseok watched from a distance as Gunil giggled into his phone over some sort of phone call. Jiseok took a long, shaky breath to try and steady his nerves, but when Gunil got off the phone and came trotting up to him, he had to act fast to find his usual happy facade.

“Jiseok!” Gunil called cheerfully. “(Y/N) called me to say ‘good luck,’ but they wanted me to tell you good luck as well,” he smiled. Jiseok fought his hardest to return the gesture and make it look genuine.

“Thanks,” he said simply.

“They’ll be right in the front,” Gunil continued, “I think they’re on your side of the stage too. Just letting you know so you know to look out for them!” With that, Gunil skipped off to start prepping for the performance.

Jiseok sat and thought about the way this performance was going to go. The cover was right at the end, and Jiseok could feel the seed of jealousy planting itself into his stomach as a plan formed in his head. He smirked to himself at the thought. Would it be petty? Absolutely, but Jiseok couldn’t stand this feeling anymore. He sat and played with his hands, cracking his knuckles and twiddling his thumbs, which finally led to Jungsu chiming in from his seat nearby.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking right now, but I advise that you stop,” Jungsu said simply, his voice steady and stern. Jiseok furrowed his eyebrows, giving him a confused look.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean.” Jungsu got up from his seat, making his way over to Jiseok, his voice low. “Ever since the two of them got together, you obviously haven’t been happy about it. Gunil may be blind to your jealousy, but I’m not.” Jiseok looked up at Jungsu with wide eyes. “I haven’t seen him this happy in a long time,” Jungsu continued, “so I advise that you get over yourself before you cause any problems.” Jungsu gave Jiseok one final side eye before a stage manager came to collect the group of men to start setting up for their performance. Jiseok watched Jungsu walk away, knowing deep down that he was right. However, the seed had been planted, the jealousy had already taken root, and Jiseok couldn’t help but seethe as he picked up his guitar, pulled a pick from his pocket, and walked onto stage.

The performance had been going as expected: bright lights, loud fans, and that same energy that Jiseok always feels while performing that he still can’t find the right words to describe. He had located you in the crowd about halfway through their opening number, your bright smile and cute outfit making you stand out against everyone else in his eyes. Upon seeing you, he smiled as well, feeling his jealousy wither away into a feeling of fondness. You waved at him from the crowd, and it took everything in him not to let go of his guitar and wave back.

Finally, their set was about to close, and Jiseok felt the dark vines of his master plan creep back into his chest again. It was simple, but he hoped it would portray the message he needed it to. From his drumkit, Gunil counts the song in, and the band takes off with their cover. Jiseok watches as you dance along in the pit, and he can feel himself fighting an internal battle with his usual stage presence to keep it together. Jooyeon carried the song with a smile, clearly in his element while singing along. As the song progressed, Jiseok’s turn at the mic was coming up, and he knew it was all or nothing. He dropped his guitar completely, putting both hands on the mic and looking at you as the verse he quickly claimed dibs on a practice a few days ago made its way to the speakers.

“She’s got a rose tattoo, but she keeps it covered. I play guitar, but she’s into drummers.” At this, Jiseok watches as you smile wide, aiming your gaze towards the back of the stage, ignoring him almost completely. “She’s seen my face around, but she doesn’t even know my name.” At that, Jiseok picks up his guitar again, performing the rest of the song on autopilot as he realizes that his attempt to grab your attention and tell you how he feels was nothing short of futile. Soon enough, the performance ends, the show is over, and Jiseok floats home- his autopilot keeping him moving.

☆

“That performance was great!!” You squeal as you pull Gunil into a tight embrace, holding him close and kissing his cheek once the seven of you made your way back to the dorm. Of course Gunil had to invite you over, and of course Jiseok had to sit and watch as you hung all over him. This was just what he needed. Jiseok fought to keep his breathing steady when someone yelling his name caught his attention.

“Jiseok!” Seungmin yelled.

“What?!” Jiseok yelled in response, sounding a little more angry than he should have.

“I asked if you wanted a drink. Jesus, I’ve only called your name, like, three times.” Seungmin rolled his eyes. Jiseok waved him off.

“No, I’m fine,” he answered shortly. Seungmin looked over him.

“What’s got you all worked up?”

Jiseok opened his mouth to answer and then quickly snapped his mouth closed again. He could hear you and Gunil laughing together from the other side of the room. He quickly glanced over at Jungsu, who was already giving him a stern look. “Nothing,” he finally answers. “Nothing is wrong.” Jiseok stood from his chair, looking to Jungsu again. “I’m going to bed.”

For a split second, Jungsu’s eyes turned sympathetic. “Good night, Jiseok.”

He nodded slightly, his voice soft. “Good night, Jungsu.”

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[goldensugarywaffles]

Oops I Summoned a Succubus!

Summary: The maknae line summoned a demon and now it’s everyone’s problem.

Warnings: Innuendos, discussions of sex, and Y/n and Taehyung being slight perverts?

Author’s Note: New series! Less edgy than my other one. Don’t really write smut so we’ll see how this goes. Practice makes perfect and I have now given myself an entire series to practice with T-T...inspired by @sunshinerainbowsbts​ because she is the one person who can make me cackle and leave me scandalized in the same fic. She made me laugh and now everyone has to suffer. Forgive me if the fic is bad I swear I tried...

Taehyung was bored and horny. An often-dangerous combination with horrible consequences. After the last incident, it took months before Jimin could look at cucumbers again without a chill going down his spine. Rolling off the couch with a groan, Taehyung set off on his search for some entertainment. While he would usually quell his arousal with help from one of his six boyfriends, he wasn’t in the mood today. With the group becoming increasingly popular by the day, the time for romance and sex was virtually nonexistent. Even when they had the chance to engage in such things, there was no spark. It was practically a chore to relieve stress. Sighing sadly, he wandered into the gaming room, hoping to drown his boredom with video games.

Walking into the room, he was met with a familiar sight. Jungkook was at his computer, grumbling out curses and aggressively smashing the buttons of his keyboard with no strategy. Across the room, Jimin sat watching the younger boy in mild amusement. “How many times has he failed this level?" Planting a kiss on Jimin's cheek, he flops down next to the dancer with a huff. Jimin merely chuckles in response, "I've lost count after fifteen. He's been here for hours, and I don't think he plans to leave anytime soon." Taehyung hums in acknowledgment, watching as Jungkook’s character dies and the screen fades to black flashing the words “Game Over” across the screen. With an angry shout, Jungkook tosses down his mouse. Grumpily making his way to his older lovers, he collapses on their laps without a single care in the world. Jimin fondly pats Jungkook’s butt while Taehyung runs a comforting hand through the younger idol’s hair.

“Guys, I’m bored. Let’s do something fun,” Taehyung whines. If anyone was going to entertain his antics, it would be Jimin and Jungkook. The three were often known for getting into all kinds of mischief. Lifting his head from Taehyung’s lap Jungkook gave the singer a curious look. "You aren't horny, too, are you?" Jimin shivers at the statement. He would never trust a bored and horny Taehyung ever again. Taehyung scoffs, “If you must know, yes, I am feeling a little worked up right now.” Jimin subtly shifts in his spot, preparing to make his escape. Taehyung cuts him off before he gets the chance, “However, I am mostly bored and do not feel like having sex right now.” Jimin instantly relaxes while Jungkook pouts, the youngest’s sex drive insatiable.

“Well, what do you want to do?” Jimin questions, not fully convinced about Taehyung’s innocent intentions but willing to play along anyway. Taehyung hums, "I want to do something mischievous but not necessarily harmful.” Jimin raises an eyebrow at the vague statement. “Like a prank?” Jungkook excitedly suggests. Jungkook was a master at pranks and knew exactly how to set everyone off. “Let’s prank Namjoon! He’s the least scary while angry and will probably only lecture us,” Jungkook gushes, “Oh! Or he’ll do that thing where he looks at us, sighs, and then walks away.” Taehyung nods in agreement. For now, Namjoon was the safest choice to prank, especially because he was in a good mood today when Taehyungs last saw him. “How should we prank him? He’s already clumsy,” Taehyung muses. “We could rearrange his books by size instead of the genre,” Jimin offers. Namjoon’s room was extremely organized, or he would often lose things. Namjoon was especially adamant that his books remain organized by genre and hated when people tampered with them.

Taehyung shrugs; while this wasn't the most exciting activity, he figures it could alleviate at least some of the boredom. Hopping off the couch, the boys make their way to Namjoon's room, knowing that all the others are out for the day. Yoongi was probably locked up in his genius lab, Hoseok was at the dance studio, and Seokjin had gone to the grocery store dragging Namjoon with him. “Okay, what are we waiting for?" Jungkook hops off the other two and rushes to Namjoon's room, far more excited than he should be. Grabbing the younger's hand, Jimin drags Taehyung along to the leader's office. By the time they arrive, Jungkook has already removed various books from the shelves leaving them scattered all over the floor. With a shrug, Jimin starts helping, picking up books and looking over them as if he is interested in what they have to say. Taehyung groans, this was one of the most boring pranks they had ever come up with, and he couldn't believe he agreed to it. Sitting on Namjoon's desk, Taehyung yelps when he sits on something. Looking at the offending object, he suddenly becomes intrigued.  

It wasn’t a book that Namjoon would typically read. It looked old and didn’t even have a title. There was an intricate design of red flowers all over the cover with gold embroidered around them. "Taehyung, why aren't you helping? You were the one who was bored,” Jungkook whines draping himself over the singer to get a look at whatever had caught his hyung’s attention. Giving up on his work Jimin makes his way over to the other two. “What are you two doing?" Taehyung traces his fingers over the book, a sudden chill going down his spine. For some reason, it felt ominous. Flipping the book open to the last page, he reads the passage aloud.

The Demon of Eros Summoning Spell:

From the blood of Eros and blessed by the hands of Aphrodite, a creature of passion and pleasure was born. A gift to mortals and mystical creatures alike, their one true purpose is to serve and provide in the most intimate ways. To fulfill your deepest desires and mend the wounds of the heart, summon the demon if you dare and follow the ritual exactly:

Obtain the flowers born from Eros’ demon:

Coriander for Lust, Roses for Love, Camellia for Desire, and Chrysanthemum for Death

Obtain the demon’s spices:

Cinnamon, Ginseng, Nutmeg, and Ginger.

Spread the ingredients in a large circle, and add three drops of blood from the summoners.

Chant the spell: I summon the sinful demon of lust, pleasure, love, and desire. To pull your soul from the pits of fire. Reveal yourself to the great cosmos; I call upon you, the demon of Eros!

The boys stood in confusion around the book. Why did Namjoon have a demon-summoning book? Ignoring the feeling of unease in his stomach, Taehyung speaks, "What if we summon it?” Jimin scoffs while Jungkook’s breath hitches. “You want to summon a demon?” Jungkook questions the older vocalist, trying to understand if he heard correctly. Taehyung nods, “It would be a great prank. We’ll wait until everyone gets home and then summon the demon!” Jimin raises an eyebrow at the younger man, “You do realize this won’t really summon a demon, right? Demons aren’t real, and this is probably just an old occult book Namjoon found." Taehyung nods in confidently, "All the more reason to do it. Demons aren't real, and no one will get hurt." Jungkook hesitates; while demons aren't real, he still feels uneasy with the whole idea. However, looking at the excitement on Taehyung and Jimin's faces, he relents.

“Alright, where do we get all this stuff?”

Yoongi was tired. He had been locked away in his studio all day long and probably wouldn’t have left if it wasn't for Hoseok. The two men shuffle towards their home, ready for a decent meal and a good night’s sleep. Hoseok leans into Yoongi, almost ready to pass out after an intense session of dancing. The younger rapper pushed himself far beyond his limits despite Yoongi's protests. Placing a gentle kiss on the dancer’s temple, Yoongi unlocks the door, ready for a peaceful night.

Unfortunately, peace is not a thing in the Bangtan household. As soon as he opens the door, his poor ears are assaulted with shouts and shrieks. Seokjin is red in the face speaking so fast that Yoongi can barely understand him. It would have been an almost sight if it wasn’t for the scene in front of him. There are flowers and some sort of powder scattered around his living room. Jimin is standing on a couch arguing with Jin as if the height gave him an advantage. Jungkook is holding Seokjin back from snatching Jimin up. Taehyung has some book in his hand, declaring no one can stop him. Sitting in the corner, Namjoon merely watches, clearly giving up on de-escalating the situation at hand. While Yoongi would ask what's happening, he doesn't have it in him to care. He drags Hoseok over to the couch, flopping down on it and forcing Jimin to move over. Closing his eyes he decides to wait until the commotion dies down before attempting to engage with anyone.

Suddenly Taehyung shouts, “I summon the sinful demon. Of lust, pleasure, love, and desire. To pull your soul from the pits of fire. Reveal yourself to the great cosmos; I call upon you, the demon of Eros!” The room immediately gets quiet. While Yoongi was not completely aware of what was happening, he managed to put two and two together. Taehyung was trying to summon a demon, Jimin and Jungkook were in on it, and he just chanted the spell. Looking around the room, everyone waits for something to happen. Even Hoseok, who had woken up out of his sleepy state after hearing the word demon and summon in the same sentence. After a solid minute, Jimin laughed, "I told you it wasn't real, Jin!”

As if on cue the power went out and suddenly shrouded in darkness. Hoseok immediately screamed and followed it up with a violent slew of curses. Seokjin immediately went into a tirade against Jimin while the latter defiantly claimed it was a coincidence. "Um, guys, look," Namjoon's voice echoed throughout the dark room, and everyone turned their attention to the mess on the floor. The flowers and spices were glowing a faint pink color. Soon they started shifting as if they were being pushed by a breeze, swirling up into a glowing tornado. The boys stood in horror as the tornado burst into a bright light.

“What the fuck is happening?”

“I told you not to summon the demon! Now look!”

“We’re all going to die!”

Suddenly everything stops. The wind no longer blows, and the light disappears. Even the power comes back on.

Rubbing at his eyes, Namjoon looks around to see the men doing the same. Namjoon attempts to compose himself before flinching at Hoseok’s signature scream. In the center of the room stood a girl. An alarmingly attractive girl. At first glance, she seemed normal, dressed in a hoodie and some joggers with white sneakers to match. She didn’t even glance at the seven men in the room, her attention captivated by the cell phone in her hand and the headphones signifying she couldn’t hear a thing. But looking closer, Namjoon saw a pair of dark horns protruding from her head and a striking set of sparkling eyes with flecks of red and pink. Looking up from her phone, her smile immediately dropped from her face, “Oh fuck.”

And for the third time that night, Hoseok screamed.

Jimin wasn’t exactly sure how demons worked. After all, he didn’t believe they were real until five minutes ago. But from what he gathered so far, you were not a normal demon. Almost immediately after being summoned, you had changed your appearance, your horns disappearing and your eyes a more natural color. You merely observed the idol band lose their shit and even allowed Seokjin to tie you to a chair and attempt to banish you with a twenty-four-karat gold necklace with a cross charm that he found in Jimin’s room. Namjoon had immediately fetched a notebook and began taking notes about every detail he could find, while Taehyung bombarded you with so many questions it made your head spin.

After a good thirty minutes, the men had seemed to calm down, and you decided now was a good time as any to introduce yourself. After all, while you usually enjoyed being tied up, there was nothing sexy about this situation. In a puff of bright pink smoke, you suddenly appeared on their couch, no longer restrained by the ropes Seokjin had taken the time to put you in. You held your hands out in a surrendering motion, hoping your usage of magic wouldn’t set off another freakout. “Everyone, let's calm down. I’m not going to hurt anyone. Well, unless you want me to, but that's a conversation for later. Sorry for the dramatic entrance. It's a typical thing we demons do so that mortals have no room to deny our existence. Just some basic stuff. Anyway, my name is Y/n, and I’m your personal demon.” The boys blink in shock at your clearly practiced and polite tone, fully expecting you to take their souls and suck their blood. A minute of silence passes before you decide to prompt the men, the awkward silence suffocating.

“So, may I ask who I am speaking to? Something I can call you other than daddy?” Jungkook choked at the thought, and you gave him an innocent smile. Seokjin, on the other hand, scoffs, far more concerned about your supposed lack of knowledge about who they are. “Wait. You don’t know who we are?” This causes all seven of the men to look at you incredulously. While they never considered themselves to be arrogant or narcissistic, they found it virtually impossible that'd even a demon wouldn't know who they were. Rolling your eyes, you figure that they are no longer freaked out if they have the time to worry about their popularity, “Yes, I am aware of who you are. I was simply being polite. But shouldn’t we be focusing on the more serious topic at hand?”

Tilting his head Hoseok regards you wearily, “What serious aspects?” He was concerned that this was the moment you’d reveal your bloody fangs and kill them all. However, he was relieved when all you did was give a half-hearted shrug. “It is extremely clear to me that no one in this house summoned me intentionally. Luckily for you unlike most demons I have a passionate hatred for killing mortals so there will be no repercussions for reckless summoning.” Yoongi quirks a brow at the statement, “I thought you said you were our personal demon? Are you saying we could have summoned someone else? Maybe someone less chatty?”

Ignoring the cat-like man's jab, you decide to give the men the general rundown of summoning Eros’ demon. “Yes, I am your personal demon. Think of it as a matchmaking system. Every person has a specific type and specific needs, and I fit all seven of yours. If anyone else outside of you seven had cast the spell, a different demon would have appeared." Yoongi nodded, seemingly satisfied with your answer, but Seokjin, however, was not. After furiously flipping through the pages of the book that summoned you (hoping he could find a way to send you back), he was scandalized to learn just what type of demon you were. Pointing at the maknae line accusingly he shouted, “You three idiots summoned a sex demon! Did you even read the book?”

“Woah, not to ruin the already awkward mood, but sex demon comes off as kind of derogatory, and I'm not into degradation. I’d prefer if you’d use the more politically correct term succubus.” Seokjin flushes, mumbling out a quick apology, caught off guard by your constant sexual references. Hoseok would have almost found it funny if he wasn’t still scared out of his mind at the fact that there was a demon in their living room. In fact, he found it disturbing that everyone else was seemingly okay with the concept.

However, Taehyung still had one very important question, “Where does the sex part come in?” In an instant, the serious tone of the conversation was broken. Jimin immediately slaps his palm to his forehead, Namjoon chokes, Seokjin sputters, Jungkook and Hoseok blush a furious bright red, and Yoongi nods in genuine agreement wondering how you are going to explain that. Surprisingly, you weren’t fazed by the question at all.

“I mean we could go at it now if you wanted.”

Taehyung’s eyebrows immediately shoot up at your bold statement, and you swear he's considering it. However, Namjoon clears his throat gesturing for you to go on and give a more serious explanation. With a sigh, you tap on the book in Seokjin’s hand, “Since you guys clearly have something against reading, I'll give you a basic breakdown. I’m basically a kinky therapist. I bring the spark back into your sex lives and help you explore your kinks while also helping you strengthen your relationship. I’m your personal demon so I already know your kinks now that you've summoned me. So really, my only goal is to get you to embrace them.”

Hoseok nods slowly, though he is still quite cautious. “What exactly do you get out of this? Are you going to take our souls?” Making finger guns at the dancer, you continue, “You know how vampires need blood to survive? Think of me as an energy vampire. While most just drain energy from their prey, leaving them feeling tired and exhausted, succubae choose to feed on sexual energy. It's enjoyable, consensual, and doesn't hurt the person they're feeding from, unlike most other energy ways of energy feeding.”

Every so subtly, Taehyung chimes in, "So how much sex do we need to have? Is this like an everyday thing?” Seokjin slaps the younger man on the back of the head, chastising him for speaking without tact. You only shrug as if he asked about the weather, “I can survive without it for long periods of time. It’s kind of like getting a craving for certain food and just ignoring it. Nothing you need to be worried about.”

Not knowing what else to say, the room gets quiet. It was a lot to take in in one night. Though after some consideration, none of them were necessarily against the idea of having sex with you. You were extremely attractive and seemed genuinely friendly. Fooling around with a succubus with no strings attached even seemed appealing. After all, what’s the worst that could happen?

“I’ll bet a hundred bucks that Jimin has a mommy kink.”

“Taehyung what the hell?!”

“Make it two hundred and I’ll tell you if you’re right.”

“Y/n!”

“Deal.”

“Guys seriously?!”

#bts #bts fic #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts fluff #bts ot7 #bts ot7 x reader #bts poly #bts poly au #Poly BTS #kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #kpop fluff #kpop smut #bts demon au #if the grammar and formatting is bad it wasn't me it was the evil goblin that logs onto my laptop and ruins everything

[hoes4hoseok]

enhypen as folklore

i enjoyed writing this so so so much and i had forgotten how much i liked writing these! the last few i churned out from a sense of obligation but i had a lot of fun with this one :) i hope you like it!

ni-ki as my tears ricochet

"cursing my name, wishing i stayed, look at how my tears ricochet"

i'm so sorry for this...we sure are starting with a bang because the lyric "i can go anywhere i want, just not home" physically makes me ache when i'm thinking about ni-ki 😭

1. he's literally far from home irl & 2. if you were with ni-ki...he'd feel like home & any end to the relationship would make you feel lost

overall, i just associate that type of hurt with ni-ki (yikes🤧💔)

jay as mirrorball

"i'm still on that tightrope, i'm still tryin' everything to get you laughing at me"

oh my goodness jay is such a mirrorball.

i'm not saying that he's desperate for attention or that he doesn't get any, (that's not what the song describes, anyways) but rather that he's trying. his best.

i get it if you don't understand the vision at first glance but after i gave it some thought i can see it so clearly

jungwon as seven

"we can be pirates, then you won't have to cry, or hide in the closet"

this song is so sweet & innocent in how it describes a childhood perspective of things & how simple we thought problems were then

i think that jungwon maintains a little bit of that innocent optimism even though he's older now :)

what really seals the deal for me is that he's the leader & literally solves problems for the group all the time (presumably)

i don't mean that he solves them like a child would, but the nostalgic comfort that the song brings is similar to the comfort i feel you'd get talking to jungwon 🤧

jake as august

"august slipped away into a moment in time 'cause it was never mine"

jake is wouldn't hurt you on purpose, & i think that goes without saying because he seems like such a sweetheart

but man, if you catch him at a vulnerable moment when his heart resides with someone else...he will break. your. heart.

the whole idea of not being able to call the end of a relationship what it is in your heart because you were never really together & he never really cared the way you did...CHILLS. terrifying. (my heart goes out to those who have experienced that irl, i'm so sorry).

jake fits the idea because i think he's trustworthy. like,, he could smile & you'd probably be sold (no offense)

again, at the end of the day, he didn't mean to hurt you. maybe that's what hurts most 👊

heeseung as illicit affairs

"you know damn well, for you, i would ruin myself a million little times"

i've always heard this song in two ways: a very literal sense of having a physical affair in secret && a more emotional version of it

personally, i can picture myself getting my heart broken by heeseung in both senses! might just be me though 😀

the thing is, he seems so charming & falling fast for him would be so easy that if you did, it's very possible that he wouldn't fall in the same way you did (i'm crying the song has been playing on loop for ten minutes now)

i was originally gonna give this one to jay & mirrorball to heeseung!! lmk what you think

sunoo as betty

"the only thing i wanna do is make it up to you"

sunoo would 100% be willing to serenade his apology...that being said, i do not think he's a cheater!

i feel like if he hurt you he'd want to make it up to you & apologize at the same time instead of hoping you just take the apology alone...like this man will make you feel WORTH IT

AGAIN he'd never cheat though ✋ (i think) but if he made you feel bad he's gonna fix it,, he isn't leaving you feeling like an old cardigan under someone's bed

for the record, i'm a 'betty takes james back' truther though.

sunghoon as the lakes

"i'm setting off, but not without my muse, no, not without you"

i am so passionate about preaching how this song & sunghoon are perfect for each other EEK

i love assigning songs about heartbreak to sunghoon because i just see him as a heartbreaker (whoops) but whoever he DOES end up with (if anyone) is one lucky mf

the idea of "all you need is each other" makes me melt because it's so so so romantic

it's not realistic for all couples & that's okay but i can see sunghoon wanting that kind of relationship someday :)

but beyond that he's also private & not very social (by his own description) so he just generally seems like he'd resonate with it 🥰

txt version ☆ evermore version ☆ masterlist

#hoes4hoseok #enhypen #kpop imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #ni ki #nishimura riki #jungwon #yang jungwon #sunoo #kim sunoo #sunghoon #park sunghoon #jake enhypen #jake sim #jay enhypen #park jongseong #heeseung #lee heeseung #enhypen angst

[thursdaygrl]

now that i'm back in indie i figured i'd make a little wishlist of some things i want now that i've had some time to think about it. this'll be a mix of plots/dynamics and some more basic things to elaborate. if you like this i'll come to you for plotting!

age gap romances cause i'm trash and i can't help it. especially if inspired by this but i'm down for any kind of dynamic really. i'm down to play either but i have a slight pref for playing the older muse and would be down to use one of my muses (adrian or moira), or one of the fcs i like but don't have a set muse for yet (gina gershon, jeffrey dean morgan, madchen amick, raúl esparza, joe manganiello, adam driver, mari yamamoto, david harbour).

toxic intense weird f/f stuff always pls. inspo.

if i don't have a logan/veronica from veronica mars inspired enemies to lovers thing.. i will cry.

i need exes or even like they never even got that far. situationship to enemies to friends to lovers? the gruelling path back towards being together again. i want PAIN. inspo.

👀 possibly some slightly kinkier smutty stuff i miss it

hot & heavy by lucy dacus inspired — the angst of your first love, homoerotic teenage best friend angst coming back to haunt you, bitterness and nostalgia mingling in the worst way, you hate her and you still love her after all this time. optional: period piece (70s, 80s, 90s, early 00s), a dead friend dragging them back to town, one of them is still closeted. 

scooby doo inspired, college cryptid/supernatural hunters  — they’re the only ones who believe and maybe that’s okay, could be a mumu/could utilise npc characters if we’d like a group. optional: more of a buffy style scooby gang who are solving problems/include creatures in it. 

normal people vibes. always. i need it. i will die.

figure skating or dance partners one of my favourite tropes ever!!!!

sister's bf or female best friend plot for dove. i love complicating the relationship with her sister further.

literally anything for elias where i can explore their backstory and have them fall in love.

messy choreographer/dancer thing for grayson.

best friends to lovers for jacob.

good girl/asshole or a kind of grumpy/sunshine dynamic for letha. someone who pushes her out of her shell.

anything for river. always. that's literally my favourite muse.

messy fwb with feelings for rowan.

any sort of opposites attract dynamic for sosie. she's a bitchy rich sorority girl with a bad attitude, i'd love for her to meet her match.

a rivals/enemies to lovers dynamic with a rival soccer player for stevie. alternatively stealing a friend's girl who she thought was straight.

i'm predictable and want a younger sister's best friend thing for warner i don't care!!!! it's fun!!!

#indie rp #indie smut rp #indie bi rp #indie lesbian rp

[dragonrider9905]

It's Officially Christmas

Merry Christmas @toomanybandstocare!!!! I'm your secret santa for @ghostofskywalker's Life Day Exchange for the @cloneficgiftexchange! Ironically, it also works out for the @clonexreaderbingo because Cody was on my card as well as one you requested :D I really hope you like it. It wasn't quite how I wanted it, because I love love love expanding stories so they go one forever but I ran out of time. This is just a bit of fluff and happiness for the Christmas season!!! Hope you're having a good one!

Cody sighed with an exhale, rubbing circles on his forehead, just tracing the scar around his eye he had gotten during his active military duty. Highly decorated, Colonel “Commander” Cody of the Armed Forces was currently struggling to complete his college semester still holding onto his sanity intact. Christmas was close, which meant fun and freedom were just in sight.

And to be honest, he could use some. It had been quite some time since he’d felt either of those things. 

Just the previous year, he’d been discharged early from the military due to family hardships. His adoptive father, Ninety-Nine, had fallen seriously ill which resulted in much limited mobility and flagging health, though he was stubbornly holding on. Ninety-Nine was tough in his own way and not easily knocked down and never let his disabilities limit him. He honestly was one of Cody’s biggest heroes for just that fact alone. No one was more inspiring than Ninety-Nine. 

To top off the struggle, his half-brother, Fives, was killed in action, while his other half-brother, Echo, was seriously wounded. This had dampened (but not destroyed) Ninety-nine’s spirits which slowed his healing. Cody had come back to take care of the family broken by loss.

The family. 

And what a family it was: a mix-matched group of boys and a sickly older man but they belonged together. 

Ninety-nine had taken care of all the Fett boys in some way or another after they’d been abandoned by their father Jango. He’d been the one to find Plo Koon who fostered and eventually adopted Wolffe, Sinker and Boost—but he’d raised under his own roof a rowdy bunch which included himself, Rex, Fives, Echo, and the Quadruplets (Cody didn’t know if technically Se or Fett was more accurate for them) soon nicknamed ‘the bad batch’.

And it was these that Cody called family. Home. It wouldn’t be complete totally again, but they could heal — and he’d do whatever he could, nay, he wouldn’t rest, until they did.

More than anything Cody wanted to take care of Ninety-nine, especially in the beginning. And that he did, but because Cody was an overachiever—he’d signed up for college classes as well. Then he added a job on the side to match; a small part of him regretted it. It was getting to be a lot, but joining the military right out of high school wasn’t easy either, so if he could make it then, he could do this now, he reasoned. 

That was a year ago now, and Ninety-Nine was finally on the mend. 

This year would be special, since everyone—well almost everyone—was going to be home. The first year since they’d all left, that they’d be back. 

They’d be back. Home, and together again.

Like they should be.

Echo was finally released from the hospital, healing from his extensive injuries and adjusting to his prothstetics, and the quadruplets’ tour was finally over. Though none of them were injured, it wasn’t without repercussions either.   

“Hurry up, Cody, or we’ll be late!” a shout broke him from his musings. “And don’t forget the basket!”

The Fetts were on their way to a dance—a Christmas dance—hosted by their longtime family friends the Jetti’s, and there was going to be an auction for charity, sleigh rides, and everything, as they did every year. Ninety-Nine insisted on bringing something to join the auction every year and this was no exception. Even when they couldn’t make it to the dances, Ninety-Nine was giving something.  

Cody wasn’t much of a dancer. He never cared to go to them much. But for some reason he was really looking forward to it this year. Perhaps because it was Christmas, and magic had a way of creeping into people’s ordinary lives, transforming into something beautiful and new. 

And it was this Christmas hope that kindled something warm inside his heart, and excitement. 

— — — — — 

The room was alive with flashes of color and the sound of music, laughing and cheering. The pitter pattering of feet was just as loud as the happiness of those in the room excitedly making known to each other through various conversations and well wishes. Quick steps made their own rhythm and stories which echoed off the dance floor. 

It was at this moment you felt beautiful, standing under the Christmas lights and bathing in the general glee and spirit of the room. Your throat squeezed as if holding in a laugh and a smile pulled at your lips so much your mouth hurt, but in a good way. The Christmas magic worked its way through your veins. The tingling of invincible tinsel tickled your fingertips, an energy flowing through you which was contagious. Smiles you sent to others were easily returned and frowns turned upside down. 

It was at this particular moment, the Fett family walked in. 

The name wouldn’t have meant much to you in normal circumstances. Why would that name stick out among so many others who were there? 

But you had a reason for knowing it, and his name was Cody. 

You saw him leading his train of brothers in through the door, guiding the old man by the arm. He flashed his charming smile to the host and exchanged hands. 

The music started up again and your sister grabbed your hand, dragging you into the ring or people forming a group dance with interchanging partners. You had to focus, otherwise you’d lose your step. 

It was only two seconds, but in those two, the entire Fett family was dispersed throughout the room and you lost all track of where Cody had gone. 

— — — 

Moving lithley, you kept up with the music and the people twirling and leaping around you. The dance went in a circular motion and patterns were interchanged. You clapped and danced and laughed along with everyone else, pushing yourself to go faster and faster as the song was ending.

Twirling and twirling you finished with a bang.

You looked up and saw you were in Cody’s arms, who looked just as shocked as you did to see you there. 

Then he froze there, mouth slightly agape. His eyes danced across your face and his slight panting may have been more than just catching his breath from the dance. He swallowed nervously.

“Um, hello.” He stuttered nervously.

“Hello yourself,” you smiled  back reassuringly, “nice to run into you.”

Cody chuckled a little at that, then a silence fell between the two of you. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare! It’s just...you look so beautiful underneath the holiday lights.” 

You chuckled at his embarrassed realization. Cody turned pink and looked like he wanted to cave in on himself, which you had to say was really adorable and made you laugh harder. The thought of the brave warrior being startled into a stuttering school boy because of you.

The sound of your laughter filled the air with a contagious glint of mirth. Soon, Cody found himself laughing too. 

The music started up again and people took their places all around the two of you. 

“Would you, um, care to go again?” he asked, holding out his hand. 

“Gladly!” 

Not just one song but two that soon turned into three. When you were tired, you headed off to the corner to drink hot cocoa and watch the others. You were so caught up in talking to each other that you hadn’t realized that the time ran late into the night. It was near midnight when you sighed and looked at your watch. 

“Well, I’ll see you around.” You finally said a little sadly. Just because Christmas was around the corner didn’t mean all the work was done. You had one more paper to write before you were free. 

“I hope so!” He responded genuinely which just made you laugh again.

“Oh you definitely will. I sit two rows behind you and three seats to your left in class.” 

Cody gawked. 

You couldn’t have?! He’d surely have noticed you?!

“I even asked you for notes once. And, you also asked me for notes once too.”

His mind was racing, trying to think back to those times to verify the claims with his memory. 

You chuckled lightly. 

“I don’t expect you to remember though. You were always very preoccupied, with good reason. Your cousin, Waxer, told me the whole story.”

Big mouth Waxer. Could have counted on him to blab the whole story to everyone (though in this case Cody was grateful he did, not that he would admit that.)

“I have to say, I would have done anything for you. You had to just give me a chance.” 

“Oh, you don’t have to be so drastic, darling,” he smirked, “I’m here now, and I’m all yours. After class tomorrow, would you want to go skating?”

"It's a date!"

Now, it was officially Christmas.

#LDE23 #clone fic gift exchange #clone and reader bingo #commander cody #Modern AU #cody x reader #think Kingdom Dance from Tangled only it's Christmas and Star Wars #name inspired by Dan and Shay's song--really don't have much to do with the story :D #meet cute

[neonvandalsxcb]

• 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐬 [RELEASE SEPT. 16 ]

It was only a matter of time that they would inevitably continue their unfinished masterpiece. One that laid restless in the pavement and walls, itching within their skin.

“Jisung, what’re you doing!” Seungmin hissed, eyes widened as Jisung vicious pulled the canvas sheet. The rip was loud, echoing as the tear was endless as Jisung’s persistency and grunts to free the hidden work. “Jaemin said to leave that alone!”

“Dude, come on.” Mark groaned, walking over as he caught the ripped strip of sheet. “We’re just as annoyed as you are that it’s just sitting here like that.” He winced as Jisung tore a larger chunk, adamant of stopping. “But you know he..” Mark’s voice faded as his eyes widened, eyes running over the exposed art.

• 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐫 𝐍𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 [RELEASE SEPT. 20]

No long could either of the vandals stall their broken pasts that burdened them. They crawled from the dark with elongated nails, clawing hungrily at them with rage, and plunged them in their drowning terrors they left behind to fester.

“You know who made these. Don’t pretend it’s not them!” Jisung exclaimed, throwing the tattered sheet onto the pavement with a thud. “And Jaemin knew all along. Didn’t you? For weeks said it had nothing to do with us. But you kept this guarded.” He hissed.

The older winced at the sharpness of his voice. His words all but truth, and Jaemin couldn’t deny it. His eyes wandered to the group, then fell down quietly. “What I did was necessary.. It had to be done, things needed to be fixed, and you weren’t ready to be told yet.”

• 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 [RELEASE SEPT. 24]

Their calm days, riddled with adventure and mischief, laughter and bonding, would be strained by the shift of reality. Sirens would fill the streets again. The news would ignite to life, thousands of words and reports sounding like static. Their lives bombarded with what they had buried and hidden, reminding them that this will forever be their life.

“God no- please. Please, please, please,” Seungmin begged, his breathing heavy and in sharp gasps. His legs burned and cramped, his eyes blown wide and shaking as they glossed with fear.

Jisung bit the bottom of his lip, grunting as he pushed Seungmin’s weight up with tensed muscles. The youngest hissed, metal scratching against his skin as he dropped onto the other side, coughing into his mask. “Go! Get home and wait for us!”

“I can’t leave you! I can’t leave them!” Seungmin argued, his eyes looking past Jisung as Mark and Jaemin reeled back. The police barked and yelled, tasers roaring with electrical delight to burn against them.

“This isn’t up for debate!” Jisung snapped, his teeth gritted as his fisted hands trembled at his side. “Go home! Take care of everyone for us. Whatever you do, stay hidden.”

• 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐝 [RELEASE SEPT. 28]

The past and present will clash together. Paint will spill and splatter, coating their world in an array of colors to reveal the tragedy and glory of the vandalism group, known as “Neon Vandals.” But blood, tears, and sweat will be shed, unresolved conflicts rekindled, and a new future to be molded by the youths who gave up their future to rise up as stronger individuals.

“Sorry,” A deep voice hummed, a blonde, freckled male stepped out of the roaring vehicle. His blue eyes gazed over at the group with a twinkle of mischief as the police were in disarray. “They were on my tracks, but, I guess they thought yours were more fun than mine~” He mused, his lollipop clinking against his teeth as he spoke.

“It’s a shame we had to reunite this way. But, hey everyone~” He pulled out the lollipop from his mouth, licking his lips with a wide cat-like grin. “Let’s get out of here and we can meet up with the rest? There’s so much we need to discuss.”

#📖 • storyline

[komotionlessqueenmm]

Hellhound

(1-3)

Short story # 17

✨Fandom(s) - Wednesday (series) & Misfits (sorta)

💍Pairing - Tyler Galpin X (Y/n) Wolfgang Von Frankenstein

🕯Summary - You're new to Nevermore, and already you've made a few friends. And despite having different styles, you agree to go into town with them to go shopping. But when that gets boring you decide a nice hot drink would be a perfect way to kill some time. Who knew you'd also meet a cute boy while at it.

⚠️Warning(s) - General cussing probably, but other than that this one's okay.

📝Note(s) - You are now the little sister of Doyle and Jerry from the Misfits. I'm changing the Misfits timeline to fit this story better, as the guys are only a few years older than you. (Like 5 or so) Also in this world the Misfits are Outcasts, they ain't Normies!

🗝Key information - We're pretending that Wolfgang Von Frankenstein is your families last name because it's wicked.

🌬Year posted - 2023

📖Reading time roughly - 6 minutes.

🙈Rating - SFW/NSFW

◈ Pt.) 1 | Pt.) 2 | Pt. 3

"Awe please please please!" Natasha bugged her deary new friend, who gave her an unamused look before sighing dramatically. "Yes!" Natasha threw her arms in the air in victory, knowing she'd finally convinced (Y/n) to go shopping in town. "You do realize this isn't exactly my scene right?" (Y/n) pointed out while Natasha texted the others to meet them in front of the school. "Oh I know." She mused sarcastically as she observed (Y/n)'s outfit. (Y/n) in turn rolled her eyes fondly as she followed her friend out of their shared dorm. "Finally!" Enid gushed as they approached her and their mutual friend Kayla. "You two took forever!" She added with a pout. "Please." Natasha scoffed, leading the group out to the bus that would take them into town.

Once they reached town the girls lead (Y/n) into several corny stores, that just screamed girly. And as they neared the third store, a dress shop, (Y/n) decided she'd had enough. "Hey I saw a coffee shop just down the street, I'm just gonna go hangout there until you guys are done." (Y/n) explained before they could rush off into the store. "But we're having so much fun." Enid pouted making (Y/n) chuckle softly. "You guys are." She pointed to the various bags each girl held, before sticking her free hands into her back pockets. "Well... Okay." Enid agreed begrudgingly, smiling brightly when (Y/n) gave her a grateful nod. "I'll see you guys in a little while." She called out before spinning on her heel and heading for the coffee shop. The girls all waved then rushed into the store in a fit of excited giggles, as they had with all the other stores as well.

"How can I help you?" The young man working the register asked with a prim smile, something (Y/n) had found rather amusing. "I actually have no idea what I want." She peered at the menu, unaware of how intensely the guy was observing her. "Well I know I want a hot drink." She mused before looking back to the rather attractive guy. "You know what, just surprise me." She shrugged, making him chuckle. "Okay three dollars then." He knew just what to make her. "Oh and I need your last name." He added after storing the money away. "Wolfgang Von Frankenstein." (Y/n) chimed without a second thought, an amused chortle escaping her at the bewildered look on his face. "My first names (Y/n) if that would be easier." She peered at his name tag. "Tyler." She added with a playful wink, Tyler chuckled nervously as he ducked his head to hide his blush. "Yeah that'll be easy." He agreed before getting to work on her order.

(Y/n) hummed in contempt as she walked over to a booth, sitting to where she was facing the store her friends were in. And within just a few minutes Tyler came over with her order. "Here you go (Y/n), one white chocolate latte." He smiled as he placed it in front of her, the decorative skull in the foam making her grin. "How'd you know?" She mused as he slid into the booth across from her. "I'm really good at what I do." He shrugged casually. "So why ask for my name if you were just going to bring it to me?" (Y/n) pried as she grasped her cup, the warmth of the drink warming her chilled hands. "I wasn't sure I could convince my coworker to let me take my brake early." Tyler admitted, making (Y/n) chuckle. "And what makes you think I want you pestering me?" She asked with a playful grin. "I can tell." He fired back with his own smile. "Very well." She shrugged with a dramatic flourish, effectively making him laugh.

After a few short moments of simply observing eachother, Tyler broke the quiet that had settled. "Wolfgang Von Frankenstein huh?" He tilted his head with a thoughtful look. "Seems like an odd name." He added without thought. "To you perhaps, but to me it is all I've ever known." (Y/n) stated before sipping her drink, a soft moan of approval escaping her at the taste of her latte. "So you must be a student at Nevermore." He wondered. "Yep I just transferred this semester." She nodded her head. "Made any friends yet?" He crosses his arms on the table. "A few. People really like me so it's never difficult." (Y/n) let her fingers dance along the side of the cup. "Were you born with that?" Tyler suddenly asked, his eyes locked onto her hands. "No... It's an affliction from something that happened a few years ago." She peered down at her inky black fingers, while Tyler looked to her mouth decorated with black lines.

"Even that part?" He asked. And (Y/n)'s pitch black stained tongue poked out and swept across her bottom lip, revealing that her gums and teeth even had a black hue to them. "Yes." She nodded her head. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked." Tyler shook his head, embarrassed that he'd brought it up. "It's okay, you're only curious." (Y/n) brushed it off with a shrug. After a few long moments, Tyler once more broke the quiet. "So do you have any siblings?" He asked with honest curiosity. "I have two older brothers." (Y/n) nodded her head as she pulled her phone out, quickly pulling up a picture of her brothers, and showing him. "The one on the left is Doyle, we're as thick as thieves. And the guy on the right is the eldest, Jerry, we're pretty close, but we don't quite bond the same way me and Doyle do." (Y/n) smiled as she thought about her brother's, whom she hadn't seen in nearly four months.

"They seem interesting." Tyler chuckled softly. "Their trouble." (Y/n) mused with a cheeky grin "Okay so I gotta ask... Is it a tattoo? Or just makeup?" Tyler asked as he pointed to Doyle. "Ah well neither actually..." (Y/n) chuckled softly at the confusion on the young man's face. "An affliction?" He wondered. "Nope." She shook her head. "I don't get it." He admitted. "Well it's the byproduct of dabbling with eastern dark arts." She shrugged casually. "What kind of dark arts?" Tyler asked as he scooted forward a little, clearly intrigued. "Necromancy to be exact." (Y/n) admitted before sipping her latte. "Why was your brother messing with necromancy?" The barista wondered aloud. (Y/n)'s eyes cast out the window, catching sight of her friends exiting the dress shop. "Maybe another time." She excused herself to follow after her friends. "I'll call you sometime." Tyler hollered after her, making (Y/n) chuckle as she spun on her heel to look at him. "I never gave you my number." She pointed out. "Maybe next time." She added with a wink, making Tyler chuckle as she left.

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#short story #Tyler Galpin #tyler galpin x reader #tyler galpin imagine #tyler galpin fanfic #tyler galpin fluff #tyler galpin x y/n #tyler galpin x you #wednesday series #wednesday show #wednesday x reader #wednesday imagine #wednesday #reader insert #misfits #doyle wolfgang von frankenstein #jerry only

[toomanybandstocare]

{Argyle}

Blister in the Sun

Program: Argyle is something of a s'mores connoisseur and takes pride in his skills. But he easily can let it get to his head. Luckily, you're his favorite distraction. Pairing: Argyle x GN! Reader Genre: Fluff

Tainted Love Series - On Pause

Program: Argyle is a ray of sunshine that envelopes everyone in his warmth and softness. Everyday, you have the privilege to bask in his light and enjoy the high his shares. When thunder heads roll in and cloud your senses, one night tips you over the edge of no return and shatters everything you so dearly care for. Pairing: Best friend! Argyle x Best Friend, GN! Reader -> FWB! Argyle x In Love, GN! Reader Genre: Angst, Some Fluff, IDK about NSFW yet

Headcanons

What I think their DnD class would be based of playing for a year and character vibes. What they would wear to a Halloween party and how they would spend the night. Hobbies they have from ones that I have enjoyed some time or another in my life. Fall activities the older kids like to do as a friend group. What movie I want to watch with them and how we watch it. What clothing item would I steal from them to keep/wear. Favorite fall candle and a memory they look fondly back on. How they express their love: love languages. How they feel loved: love languages.

{Robin Buckley}

Headcanons

What I think their DnD class would be based of playing for a year and character vibes. What they would wear to a Halloween party and how they would spend the night. Hobbies they have from ones that I have enjoyed some time or another in my life. Fall activities the older kids like to do as a friend group. What movie I want to watch with them and how we watch it. What clothing item would I steal from them to keep/wear. Favorite fall candle and a memory they look fondly back on. How they express their love: love languages. How they feel loved: love languages.

{Johnathan Byers}

A Groovy Kind of Love

Program: Finally able to celebrate graduating college, the two of you seek new adventures in beautiful Acadia. Freezing tides bring you closer together as hopeful dreams are shared. A future home where your childhood friends can come visit and where a new family can find comfort. Pairing: Johnathan Byers x GN! Reader Genre: Fluff

Blurbs

Hammock musings about the future while camping.

Headcanons

What I think their DnD class would be based of playing for a year and character vibes. What they would wear to a Halloween party and how they would spend the night. Hobbies they have from ones that I have enjoyed some time or another in my life. Fall activities the older kids like to do as a friend group. What movie I want to watch with them and how we watch it. What clothing item would I steal from them to keep/wear. Favorite fall candle and a memory they look fondly back on. How they express their love: love languages. How they feel loved: love languages.

{Billy Hargrove}

Cherry Pie

Program: Summer's coming to an end with the Hawkins town fair under way. While every typical couple seems to be excited about the ferries wheel or the tunnel of terror, you and Billy have your eyes set on the demolition derby. Adrenaline and pride course through veins watching Billy in his element- even if it scares the shit out of you. Pairing: Billy Hargrove x GN!Reader Genre: Fluff/Suggestive (IDK it's a demo derby, it's gonna be messy but I think it's cute)

Tom's Diner

Program: Exhaustion blankets you as you work through your shift at the local diner. The same faces tiredly greet you for their usual order. A static hum scratches the wrong side of your brain from the broken radio. Until a newcomer sits at the countertop with captivating blue eyes that make you stop. A brewing countertop crush. Pairing: Demo Derby! Billy Hargrove x Server, GN! Reader Genre: Fluff

Cover Me

Program: The diner rush is never fun, but it brings in good money. It seems as if everyone is in a dark mood from the roaring storm this evening, and two patrons can't seem to keep it to themselves. Even though you desperately try to ignore the insults and harsh words, Billy isn't letting it fly. Tonight or any other night. So, the two of you create a little countertop ritual to bare with the shitty coffee. Pairing: Demo Derby Driver! Billy Hargrove x Server, GN! Reader Genre: Fluff Sequel to Tom's Diner

Isolation

Program: It's never us. Never a friend group. Never a sense of connection. Just them and you in the same room. Billy just happens to catch a glimpse of your lonely self when it's too late to grab onto you. Before you disappear from their lives with no note. No phone call. Nothing. Pairing: Billy Hargrove & GN! Reader Genre: Angst

Doubts Even Here

Program: News of your disappearance and last known where abouts have folded into the city police reports. After a call into the station and a reunion with the former Hawkins police chief, nothing sits right in Billy. Not the lax reactions of your friends to the news. Not city sheriff's quick accusations. Certainly not the woman of his nightmares at the steps of your apartment. What happened to you? Pairings: Billy Hargrove & Missing, GN! Reader Genre: Angst and Mystery Part two to Isolation- recommended to read that ficlet first.

Blurbs

Nickname sweetspot when all of your boys call you similar petnames.

Headcanons

What I think their DnD class would be based of playing for a year and character vibes. What they would wear to a Halloween party and how they would spend the night. Hobbies they have from ones that I have enjoyed some time or another in my life. Fall activities the older kids like to do as a friend group. What movie I want to watch with them and how we watch it. What clothing item would I steal from them to keep/wear. Favorite fall candle and a memory they look fondly back on. How they express their love: love languages. How they feel loved: love languages.

{Steve Harrington}

Fascination Street

Program: Halloween night invites trick and treats of all kinds. Though the small town of Hawkins still celebrates, the reigning fear of the past four years of murder cannot be forgotten. Absolutely smitten by his partner, Steve hopes to spend a sweet night alone together at his house. However, the night takes a turn when things get too freaky. Pairing: Steve Harrington x Slasher, GN! Reader Genre: Angst, Horror/Slasher

Look So Good in Blue

Program: You've found a home in the arms of another. Sure they may not belong to who you originally imagined and daydreamed about, but they hold you safe and sound while pushing you back to your old self. Laughter and child like joy finally lights up the Harrington household, one rainy night. Pairing: Platonic(ish)! Steve Harrington x Platonic(ish), GN!Reader Genre: Fluff, Requested Warnings: Couple of swears, thunderstorms Counselor Note: This is a one off from the Heartbreaker Series under Eddie's section, but it can be read on its own.

Sweet Child of Mine

Program: It's summer and you have no where to be. To be quite honest, there's no where you'd rather be then held close in Steve's arms. Hidden in your own little world and enjoying each other's presence on a sunny, summer afternoon. Pairing: Steve Harrington x GN!Reader Genre: Fluff

With or Without You

Program: It's time to move on. Just about everyone else could easily go about their days, but it felt like there was nothing left. Until Steve Harrington decided to crash your pity party and push you back into reality. Pairing: Platonic(ish)! Steve Harrington x GN, Platonic(ish)! Reader, Best friend! Eddie Munson x Heartbroken! Reader Genre: Angst, Heartbreak, Learning to move on Counselor Note: Part Two of The Heartbreaker Series under Eddie's section, but can be read on its own.

Blurbs

Nickname sweetspot when all of your boys call you similar petnames.

Headcanons

Taking a shower with Steve and just cares for you with so much love and attention. Bad food days happen, but when you let Steve in, he does everything in his power to support you how you need. What I think their DnD class would be based of playing for a year and character vibes. What they would wear to a Halloween party and how they would spend the night. Hobbies they have from ones that I have enjoyed some time or another in my life. Fall activities the older kids like to do as a friend group. What movie I want to watch with them and how we watch it. What clothing item would I steal from them to keep/wear. Favorite fall candle and a memory they look fondly back on. How they express their love: love languages. How they feel loved: love languages.

{Eddie Munson}

Good Times Roll

Program: Eddie is the type of boyfriend who will do absolutely everything for you in order to make you happy. But he's also a little shit who can't get enough of you. Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN! Reader Genre: Fluff

Heartbreaker Series

Program: Coming home from college should have meant you had all the time in the world to hang out with your best friend. Coming home, you should have been greeted with a hug and promise of summer fun. Coming home, you found the love of your life finally got the girl of his dreams. Instead, heartbreak greeted you with open arms. Pairing: Best friend!Eddie Munson x GN, in love!Reader, Platonic(ish)! Steve Harrington x GN, Platonic(ish)! Genre: Angst, Heartbreak, Learning to move on

Need You Tonight

Program: Finals are stressful enough as a new college student, and your boyfriend doesn't seem to be making it any easier. He just wants a little love, but he needs a reminder that he can't just grab and beg for it. So now, you're left revising your lessons while teaching Eddie a little lesson in patience. Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN! Reader Genre: NSFW, Requested

Somebody to Love

Program: A lazy day in, hidden from the world. It's the perfect excuse, as if you ever needed one, to fall further in love with Eddie Munson. But one little quirk of his makes you skeptical of some of his habits. Pairing: Eddie Musnon x GN! Reader Genre: Fluff, Requested

Super Trouper

Program: An unlikely friendship becomes Eddie's safe haven. But this shitty little town has fed him lies and hurt him day after fay, leaving him with thick skin and impenetrable walls. Even after finding comfort in your Sunday getaways, Eddie thinks it too good to be true letting anxiety get the best of him. Until you give hims a peace offering: matching friendship bracelets and a smiling promise. Pairing: Platonic!Eddie Munson x Platonic!Reader Genre: Hurt -> Comfort, Probably?

Blurbs

Hellfire's Captain Munson of the seven seas. Hellfire's Crew and their roles on the ship. Nickname sweetspot when all of your boys call you similar petnames. Nose kisses make Eddie flustered.

Headcanons

What I think their DnD class would be based of playing for a year and character vibes. What they would wear to a Halloween party and how they would spend the night. Hobbies they have from ones that I have enjoyed some time or another in my life. Hellfire's crew alongside Captain Munson, Shepard of Lost Souls. Fall activities the older kids like to do as a friend group. What movie I want to watch with them and how we watch it. What clothing item would I steal from them to keep/wear. Favorite fall candle and a memory they look fondly back on. How they express their love: love languages. How they feel loved: love languages.

{Nancy Wheeler}

Just What I Needed

Program: The last day of vacation calls for a take out, sunset dinner at the beach. Through the course of the night, both lovers desperately just want to show their devotion to their partner. Whether it's capturing memories on film or sharing a soda pop. Pairing: Nancy Wheeler x GN! Reader Genre: Fluff

Headcanons

What I think their DnD class would be based of playing for a year and character vibes. What they would wear to a Halloween party and how they would spend the night. Hobbies they have from ones that I have enjoyed some time or another in my life. Fall activities the older kids like to do as a friend group. What movie I want to watch with them and how we watch it. What clothing item would I steal from them to keep/wear. Favorite fall candle and a memory they look fondly back on. How they express their love: love languages. How they feel loved: love languages.

#stranger things imagines #stranger things fics #stranger things blurbs #stranger things masterlist #eddie munson #camp halfwit bulletin post #counselor mythos notice #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fic #steve harrington #steve harrington imagines #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fic #billy hargrove #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove imagines #billy hargrove one shot #eddie munson one shot #steve harrington one shot #nancy wheeler #nancy wheeler imagine #nancy wheeler imagines #nancy wheeler one shot #argyle #argyle stranger things #argyle imagine #argyle imagines #argyle one shot #argyle oneshot

[harlcwes]

[      OPEN  STARTER      ]          ››          @nepofmstarters​​​  .

WHO :  harlowe  &  your  muse

WHERE :  garden  tea  party  ,  the  winter  garden

         they  hide  their  smirk  by  sipping  on  some  tea  .  eyes  roll  as  they  feel  the  disapproval  oozing  out  from  the  small  group  of  older  society  women  .  and  while  a  garden  party  is  probably  the  last  place  anyone  would  expect  them  to  be  ,  it  was  all  the  more  reason  for  harlowe  to  show  up  .  “  i’m  getting  the  feeling  that  they  don’t  like  that  i’m  here  ,  ”  harlowe  comments  to  [  your  muse  ]  .  head  nods  to  point  to  the  group  of  women  .  “  i  overheard  one  of  them  say  that  my  outfit  is  not  spring  enough   . . .  whatever  that  means  .  ”  looks  over  to  the  group  and  waves  .  “  judgy  older  women  aside  ,  are  you  having  fun  or  being  judged  too  ?  ”

#nepofm.event003 #nepofm.starter #🍡 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 . ›› harlowe brenner . #🍡 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 . ›› garden tea party . #not sure what this is but here we are <33

[writergirl3]

JesZ Friendship Headcanons

What can I say? I'm obsessed with their friendship. Z & T are always in the limelight, but I've always headcanoned Jesse and Z as being close.

So, here are some hcs about their friendship 💙💜

They're for sure the kind of friends who can just sit in comfortable silence. Like, for ages. Z will probably be writing out some lyrics while Jesse is sketching. It's peaceful, undisturbed, until T barges in.

Z is the only member that Jesse really goes to when he's got something on his mind. Robaire often has the weight of the world on his shoulders, T tends to talk more than he listens (although Jesse loves him for it), and Tae gets super worried whenever Jesse isn't alright. Z, on the other hand, always remains calm and hears Jesse out. After giving the blonde some reassurance and advice, Jesse always feels so much better.

In that same vein, Jesse actually felt a bit left out when 4 Town started. Being older than the others made him feel disconnected from the group at first. Z, with his keen observation skills, noticed that Jesse was becoming withdrawn and it felt like a kick in the guts. He knew that look, as someone who was bullied as a kid, and gently found ways to make Jesse feel more included.

Jesse's kids love Z, a lot. Don't get me wrong, they think that T and Tae are especially fun uncles, but they see Z as a human climbing frame. Seeing his stoic facade crack is so funny to them, and they're honestly the only kids outside of his own family that he's ever been fond of.

Jesse definitely taught Z about pottery. He was surprised when the athlete showed an interest. Truthfully, none of the other boys really ever had. But Z is practical and was always curious about how the art form worked. After making his first ceramic dish, he would often timorously make his way to Jesse's art room to try making something new.

In return, Z gives Jesse extra dance coaching. I hc Jesse as being...not the most natural dancer, he's definitely stronger at singing and playing instruments. That's why, when Jesse was stressing out over a new piece of choreo in the band's early days, Z quietly suggested that they stay late in the dance studio to run the steps over. It's something they've done ever since, even if Jesse already knows the routine.

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#4 town #4*town #4town #4 town jesse #4*town jesse #4town jesse #4 town Aaron z #4*town Aaron z #4town Aaron z #jesse #Aaron z #4 town headcanons #4*town headcanons #4town headcanons

[shadowetienne]

I've been mulling over some timeline thoughts and how "beat" does or doesn't fit in with be #1-4.

A lot of this hinges on: are Junji, Rie, and Yoojung fellow students (at all or at the same school)?

We see them in such a short glimpse it's hard for me to tell what they are wearing.

But Rie's outfit doesn't really look like the school uniform to me?

Junji's kind of does, but again, can't get a good look...

[EDIT: Having seen screencaps, it does look like they're all in school uniforms for the same school, Rie was just throwing me off by having a dark underlayer.]

First thought though, maybe the major change in color palette for "beat" teaser photos was an indication this is a different timeline entirely, so the relationships between members are not consistent.

If it is the same timeline, I would be kind of inclined to believe it is earlier in the timeline, especially if Junji, Rie, and Yoojung are supposed to be students. But that does leave a question about wait did Junji and Rie already know each other, and also was Yoojung a student where KB taught?

Some musings:

If say Mill and Nine are in their final year of high school and the other 3 aren't students anymore, they could be Nine's not too much older friends that he is skipping class to play basketball with or not staying later to study or something (why is Nine out there while Mill is still in the classroom?), and that could sort of work with the other members timelines though it would skew Yoojung younger than I thought his character was supposed to be

They are all still students and this is before the timeline of the others MVs: backstory possiblity for Junji and Rie - they were part of the same friend group in high school, fell out of touch but Junji had an enormous crush or they both had crushes, when they run into each other again at Yoojung's work several years down the line Junji chases Rie because this is his chance and he doesn't want to miss it (actually I could vibe with this one because Junji chasing down a cute complete stranger was a little baffling to me).

In that same concept, if KB is a new teacher when Nine transfers in, and Yoojung, Junji, and Rie are seniors to Nine and Mill at school, it's pretty feasible that KB never had Yoojung as a student. When they run into each other a few years later when Yoojung has the restaurant job, that makes it less weird, though possibly some of KB's uncertainty would be around knowing he's several years older if he recognizes Yoojung. [EDIT: leaning towards this if it's the same timeline.]

On the other hand, if it looking to me like Rie isn't wearing a school uniform is indication that the trio playing basketball with Nine aren't also students...

Nine has older queer friends? I'm already starting to form a pet theory that part of why Nine transferred is that his parents kicked him out, so maybe he's even staying with one of them, that could be a fun connection

This could work if the MV timelines happen in short succession. We could have young teacher KB (who has a nice apartment because he inherited it or something), out of high school but not for that long Rie, Yoojung, Junji and still in high school Mill and Nine.

All that I am hoping is that we are not setting up a universe where KB is concurrently a teacher with Yoojung being a high school students and Yoojung never having been KB's direct student (Rie, Yoojung, Junji don't seem to be in the same classroom as Mill and Nine, so this is very feasible at least).

I would love to hear your timeline and connections thoughts!

[EDIT: Leaving the rest in because framework and also some of it could work either way.]

#OnlyOneOf #beat MV speculations #to be clear if it wasn't obvious this is about the characters #that they are showing in these stories #I want to hear other people's #thoughts on this

[godforbidrp]

🛑 w iggy!! for your muse to clean blood off of mine after they protect yours

@firststab

Iggy winked as Frank shuffled through her little lunch box that she kept to be the one cleaning up her few scrapes (large gashes along her side and forearm). She truly hoped the little scuffle they ran into wouldn't run him off from her violent little Addams family, especially since her brothers and their friends enjoyed blood sport.

That night, Frank had the piss poor luxury of walking in on the eldest Bliss sibling's little at home 'boxing match'. Lexi, the eldest of the trio of siblings, would happily invite college friends to all stand around in the expansive backyard to fight, it was a lot like fight club if fight club was invite only and allowed weapons...and if everyone was insanely inerbriated. Iggy herself failed to mention the fun romp mainly because Lexi usually kept his baseball team sized group outside, he was usually good with locking the back door because having intoxicated men already only running on almost nothing but a various amount of substances and adrenaline around intricate heirlooms was a bad idea. This time however, Lexi seemed to have started drinking before remembering to lock the door, leaving one of the men to find their way inside to look for a bathroom because pissing in bushes after getting his ass kicked seemed too humiliating.

This is when Lexi's little friend saw Frank and with every ounce of toxic masculinity in his body decided to go after Iggy's dear friend with a large hunting knife in hand. Thankfully, Iggy was tight against Frank's hip to be able to swoop in completely unfazed as she raised her forearm to take most of the violence that came with a large hunting knife being brought down. It took a few twitchy movements for Iggy to get the knife from the older man who smelled like booze, sweat and piss. The dainty, almost princess like blonde gave him the most polite and warning stabs to get them away.

Now she was happily propped up on the bathroom counter in the master bedroom's bathroom. Since the passing of the Bliss children's mother, Iggy was allowed to move into the biggest bedroom considering her brother's shared the basement.

"I need stitches too, do you want me to teacher you?" She asked softly as he touched up the bleeding wounds, "Did he scare you?"

#ITS SO LONG #I just missed frank and iggy #muse ; iggy #firststab

[kiigan]

canon questionnaire.

what made you pick up this character?

Itachi was actually my first ever rp muse! Allllllll the way back when, when we didn't even know the truth about the massacre and Pein was only a silhouette and believed to be Minato but actually called Uzumaki Arashi. Good ol' days. But also - I picked him because I was just so drawn to his backstory, or lack thereof. At the time we only knew he was Sasuke's older brother who apparently had gone psycho out of the blue, and I just had this hunch that there had to be more about that mess. Also because, honestly, do you realize how cool Itachi's first appearance was.

how did you get into this franchise/fandom?

I got into Naruto because my first boyfriend was a big fan and introduced me to it lmao. And then I introduced my best friend and we started writing together just for funsies, and then suddenly our whole group of friends joined in and it became a glorious mess and so much fun.

what’s the best thing about the show/series/books/comics/etc.?

I mean... it's the typical shonen anime? So it provides super cool battles and action sequences, as expected. But, not to be biased, I totally am the Akatsuki are one of the coolest antagonist groups ever created. I put them on legendary levels such as the Ginyu Force from Dragon Ball.

what’s the worst thing about the show/series/books/comics/etc.?

Probably the ungodly amount of fillers. I understand why they happen but, personally, I would much rather wait and go for a few months without content than to be presented with low-effort ideas and plots that, often, only ruin the pacing and even provoke continuity errors. And I gotta say, Kishimoto's treatment of female characters is questionable at best.

what’s the best thing about the fandom?

The fandom itself! Fandoms are what we make of them, and especially on a website such as tumblr where you are responsible for curating your own dashboard experience (...if we do not count the stupid tumblr ads and recommendations). Meeting new people with similar interests, the possibility to make friends that live literally on the other side of the world, getting to write with super talented people that develop your own muse so much, watching people get passionate about their muse(s) and creating such wonderful headcanons and metas.

what’s the worst thing about the fandom?

Again, the fandom itself. There are nice people and toxic people everywhere and that's unavoidable. In my humble opinion, what matters is to focus on the good ones.

what’s the best thing about the canon you are writing?

Itachi's whole story breaks my heart. At the same time, there is A LOT about him that was never disclosed in canon (even with the Shinden novels) and I love to explore those parts. I love to imagine stuff like what would his hobbies be, how would he react to [insert situation], how would he get along with [insert character] if they met. One of my favorite things, at the moment, is to create headcanons for my post-war verse and to create my own canon about how Itachi would adapt to things such as now being practically blind, having to properly monitor his illness, his thoughts and emotions about returning to Konoha, how to try to fix things with Sasuke, etc etc - it's been so much fun!

what’s the worst thing about the canon you are writing?

Uhhh nothing really? I mean, there are the general issues about Naruto as a whole, but regarding Itachi specifically I can't really think of any huge problems right now. Other than him being dead T-T

have you tweaked the character from canon? if so, what did you tweak?

No and yes. No, because I try my best to be as in-character as possible and to be faithful to Itachi's nature as a character. But, yes, because I write a lot of canon-divergent verses and those obviously require adapting. Even in purely canon settings, I'd say I tweak some stuff in that, for example, I love writing Itachi as a quirky child (and then teen and adult) and as a very caring and nurturing person, even when he cannot openly show it. It's totally fine if not everybody agrees with my interpretation but, to me, it makes a lot of sense and gives me a lot of joy to write.

are there some things you dislike about how the show/series/etc. portray the character you have picked up? if so, what?

I wouldn't say I dislike... but also because, all in all, Itachi doesn't have much screen time lol. So there isn't much of a chance for Kishimoto to screw him over. I would, however, have loved a chance to see Itachi ponder on the circumstances that led to the massacre - for example, does he grow to regret his choice as he gets older? He does this reflection a bit when talking to Naruto during the Edo Tensei period, but that wasn't enough for me damn it! Also, while we're here, I'm gonna be forever salty that, in that same period, we were denied a chance for Itachi to reunite with Kisame and with Shisui.

what would you say is the most unique trait about your character?

Itachi has a lot of idiosyncrasies, which is one of the reasons why I love him. Little quirky nerd weasel~ Perhaps the most unique trait, however, is his idealism. He was severely traumatized by the third war and that is the basis for his idealism but, at the same time, he truly believes in what he preaches. He truly believes that he can get strong enough to make this world a better place and this is the sort of undying motivation to do good that, for example, I only see in Shisui. Of course, a lot of other characters have their own strong motivations (Naruto himself being the easiest example), but these two Uchiha idiots are mostly the ones who commit to the there's some good in this world and it's worth fighting for mindset.

are there any other characters from the franchise you’d like to play?

On discord, I have written little bits and pieces of Kimimaro, Temari, and Rock Lee.

are there some characters from the franchise you can’t stand? 

I can't stand Danzo for all the obvious reasons, but that's also exactly why I love him as a villain. And, um... the same applies to Hiruzen, in a way. I do believe that Hiruzen is a man with good intentions, but he always falls victim to his own passiveness. The way Itachi goes to him after having literally just murdered his parents and traumatized his little brother for life and all Hiruzen can say is I'm so sorry this happened. Hiruzen is just a gutless Danzo, resting on the laurels of the whole Will of Fire spiel.

what are your thoughts on the canon ships for the character, if any?

Honestly, I'm not even sure if Itachi has a canon ship? Izumi is supposed to be his girlfriend but at the same time it can easily be taken as Izumi having an unrequited crush. Personally, I think they are very cute together but I would have loved to see more development other than to make it like "let's give Itachi a gf because he's cool and needs a girl to dangle as a trophy".

what is your personal ship bias for your canon character?

I am dying on the Kisame/Itachi hill and unapologetically so. Their bond is so special and precious to me, the way they grow from not-so-veiled death threats upon first meeting to genuinely respecting each other. The way Kisame, known as the Monster of the Bloody Mist, lets this scrawny Uchiha kid take the lead and trusts him without reserves. The way Itachi cares, even if he must keep up his detached psychopath persona, and keeps Kisame out of harm's way whenever he feels a battle won't go in his favor. THEIR MATCHING RINGS, IN BOTH THE FINGER POSITION AND THE SYMBOL MEANING. And the way Itachi is literally what Kisame thinks of as he's about to offer himself to his sharks. All of this is so *CLENCHES FIST*

are there any ships you can’t stand, why?

...Um. Sasuke/Itachi.

how long have you been writing the character?

Technically, for almost two decades. Not continuously so. If we are talking about this blog only, then it's been since January 2024.

should people get into the franchise you're writing from, yes or no?

I mean, sure? If they like the franchise and have characters they would like to write? I don't see why not.

if you could sum up your character with one sentence, what would it be?

I already did it above, so: Little Quirky Nerd Weasel

which song do you feel describes your character the most and why?

I have a few, actually! For some examples: "Gasoline", by Halsey, "Second Chance", by Shinedown, "The World of Mercy", by DIR EN GREY (this one is particularly👌👌👌for my villain verse). I think they're very Itachi-coded in both lyrics and melody. And, of course, the song in my pinned post: "Scarlet", by Yamaoka Akira. This song is peak Itachi vibes, especially when you look into his eyes. And, uh. Generally, almost all DIR EN GREY songs inspire me a lot to write his replies, because a lot of them are also the songs that I started writing him to, all those years back.

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#[dash games] #[ooc] i hope itachi is having a good day #[queued post] #long post

[bunnknightnight]

Recruiting for Literate+ 1x1 Sefikura(Sephiroth x Cloud) Discord RPs!

Accepting multiple 1x1 slots

I'm looking for a partner to play as Cloud in a 1x1 Sefikura RP with me. On special occasions, I will be willing to roleplay as Cloud, but I am more accustomed to writing Sephiroth as he has been my muse for over 5 years, and he is my favorite character of all time.

Rules:

1. You must be 18 or older.

2. I am an advanced literate roleplayer. Thus, you must at least be a literate roleplayer with fluent English, even if it is not your first language. I do not roleplay with people who write in script or at the semi-literate rp level, and I do not rp in any other languages.

3. You must be okay with mature, darker themes, swearing and blood. This is not to be confused with ERP, though it is permitted if we both consent, and as long as that is not the sole purpose of the entire rp. I just enjoy more mature themes and when the rp is taken seriously.

4. You must be able to be active, and don't ghost me if you lose interest. If you cannot be active, don't message me at all. I do not want to be in an rp where I am left waiting for a reply for days, weeks, or months on end, as that is not fun at all. If you get busy, just let me know, and I will wait for you, but if it takes longer than 2 weeks for you to get back to me, I will leave.

5. You don't have to be perfect at roleplaying Cloud, but please have a thorough enough understanding of his character.

6. You must be able to help me develop a plot. This is a group effort, after all! While I do have many plot ideas, they are very vague and will need to be expanded on by both of us.

7. The roleplay will take place on Discord, but I will only be handing out my discord handle to people who have messaged me on here first, so be sure to dm me here if you're interested.

8. This can take place in canonverse or an AU. I do not mind either way as long as we can have fun.

9. Please be direct with me.

10. Know how to differentiate reality from fiction. If you are not okay with me roleplaying as a man despite being a woman, I do not suggest we roleplay. On another note, just because I may like to rp a specific topic, it does not mean I believe it is okay in reality.

If you are still interested after reading my rules, go ahead and message me with any rules & triggers you may have! Optionally, I would like to see an rp sample, too, but that is not required. I will send an rp sample upon request as well.

If we end up being compatible after talking a bit on here, I will send you my Discord handle and ask you to friend me on there so we can start roleplaying!

I hope to find some partners! Trust me, I'm not as intimidating as I may seem, so just reach out to me if you think we would make a good match! ♡

#cloud strife #ff7 #ffvii #sephiroth #ff7 sephiroth #sefikura #literate rp #advanced literate rp #novella rp #literate roleplay #sephiroth x cloud #cloud x sephiroth #ff7 cloud #sephiroth hojo #sefikura rp #sephiroth x cloud rp #cloud x Sephiroth rp #ff7 rp