#dota 2 pairings

[aditublog]

Dazzle and Tresdin were sitting in their favourite spot, leaning against a fallen tree trunk and looking over the mountains and valleys in front of them. The sun was setting, it was quiet, the air cool.

Dazzle was restless. The Crystal Maiden had visited earlier and she had flirted shamelessly with Tresdin. That wasn’t a problem, but it had made Dazzle think about Tresdin and about their relationship. “Tresdin, do you miss being with women?”

“What?”

Dazzle looked at the sunset, not because it was beautiful (though it definitely was) but because he wanted to avoid Tresdin’s gaze. “I mean, you have only ever been with women before me but I am definitely not one. I was wondering, maybe you miss it?” When he had fallen in love with Tresdin, Dazzle had been sure it would be one-sided forever. Everyone knew Tresdin was a lesbian and everyone knew what happened to those who ignored it. He would’ve stayed with her regardless, he would’ve loved her anyway, without ever pushing for more. He wouldn’t have been content to only have her as friend but it would’ve been enough.

Despite everything, she had fallen in love with him. Him! It was unbelievable and sometimes, especially when he watched Tresdin flirting with women, he wondered.

Tresdin chuckled. “You are definitely no woman. You have too many body parts in one place and too little in others.”

“I know!” Dazzle was a bit frustrated that she didn’t directly answer his question so he pushed for an answer. “But do you miss it? Are there things you miss when you are with me?”

“Hm.” When the sun set in the mountains, it got cold fast and Tresdin pulled Dazzle closer, aware that he tended to freeze. She gave off enough heat for the both of them and he snuggled into her. “What do I miss when I’m with you instead of a woman?” Tresdin played with a strand of Dazzle’s hair. “I guess I miss the licking. You know, down there. And the tits.” She sighed a bit. “Tits are awesome. But you know that.”

“I do.” Still not looking at her, Dazzle wondered if that answer helped him in his insecurity today or not. While thinking about it, Dazzle watched the colour of the sky change from orange to deep red.

“I prefer to miss some licking and tits to missing you, though.” Tresdin’s voice was soft, her fingers brushing against Dazzle’s neck while she wove them through his hair. “Sometimes I think about being with a woman. But then I think about the fact that I’d have to give you up for it and it isn’t worth it. It would feel nice in the moment, but that would be it. It won’t feel nicer than being with you, just nice in a different way and I don’t miss it enough to even remotely want to give up what I have with you. Do you miss your home? You have been living with me for some time now, don’t you want to go back, to your house and to your people?”

Dazzle blinked at the sudden change in subject and turned his head. But now it was Tresdin who stared at the sunset, avoiding his gaze. “I miss the heat. And sometimes I miss the drugs, they made everything seem so easy. I could go back, live in my house a few days, then with you a few days, but I don’t really want to.” He smiled, though Tresdin couldn’t see it. “Especially since you keep me warm when I’m cold.” He shrugged. “It isn’t important, as long as I’m with you I am happy.”

“Then I guess we are both happy with what we have.” Tresdin turned her head now and found Dazzle smiling at her. She kissed him, then sighed. “I think I miss that I’m no longer a lesbian. It was so easy, to tell all the guys ‘no, thank you, I don’t want to go home with you because I’m a lesbian’.”

“As if you need an excuse like that to tell someone off.”

Tresdin snorted. “You are right, I don’t.” The sun had vanished behind the mountain range and Tresdin stood up. Dazzle shivered in the sudden cold where Tresdin had warmed him. “Come my pretty troll, let us get you inside before you freeze to the spot.”

Holding a hand out, Tresdin pulled Dazzle to his feet and then against her side again as they walked to the house.

Dazzle’s insecurity was gone, at least for today. It would probably return, the next time some female flirted with Tresdin. Maybe one day she’d miss the licking and the tits so much that she’d leave him for it.

It would hurt like hell but he was a troll shaman, he knew all the drugs to make him forget, to make him feel good and to make life easy. He’d not worry today, when Tresdin had chosen him over a woman she found attractive. Not today, when she had told him she liked him too much to leave him for any woman. She had chosen him, at least for the time being and it was enough. Because maybe the ‘time being’ would be years, or centuries or the rest of their lives. Who knew?

#dota #dota2 #dota 2 #legion commander #dazzle #myfanfic #dota pride month #yes i know this is a straight pair #but i love them so very much #and it still fits #kind of

[two-white-butterflies]

best friend | LN4 | part three

Description: Lando has a crush on you, and everyone knows it. Everyone except you.

Pairing: lando norris/actress-singer!reader (filipina coded reader)

series masterlist | part two

Carlossainz55: He wants you to know that his twitter was hacked.

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landonorris: IT WAS NOT

yourname: DM ME FOR PICTURES OF LANDO'S DELETED TWEET!!!!!!!!

Carlossainz55: 🤣

yourname: akyat bahay caught on cam 🧡

(translation: robber caught on cam)

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landonorris: Too handsome to steal 🥱 - yourname: are you a nurse din po? 🤣 (translation: are you a nurse too?)

Carlossainz55: Lando 😳

landonorris: She's not our August or our Betty. She's our Juliet. Happy birthday champ! 🧡😍

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yourname: landocakes, i'm gagged but YOU did not write that caption. 😅 - landonorris: mb I was supposed to put "She's my Juliet." - yourname: boom capiche uwian na hahahhahahaha - yourname: PICK UP THE PHONE I'M SERIOUS

danielricciardo: Happy birthday Y/N! Sending love from Melbin. 🇦🇺 - yourname: HAHAHAHA Melbin 🤣

danielricciardo: Might delete later.

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landonorris: MIGHT DELETE LATER?

yourname: Bring Heidi and let's turn it into a 2 date. - danielricciardo: Sorry we only eat around people who's ages are past 25 💞 - yourname: Daniel Ricciardo, u r on my death note

yourname: Kunware p sha pero crush niya pala ako. Side note: He kinda looks like one of those dudes who played DOTA a few decades ago😭 Still looking good tho 😝 #ThankYouToMyMan

(Translation: He be acting like he tolerates me but he be crushing on my secretly.)

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landonorris: that's ur man - yourname: he doesn't have roaches or nothing

danielricciardo: Ship him back to the factory

maxverstappen1: Congratulations ❤️

echieee21: ITAAS MO ANG BANDERA NATIN MAMSH 🇵🇭 - yourname: Laban pilipinas! 😁

landonorris: Ganda mo naman te. May jowa ka na? (Translation: You look good miss (alt/direct trans: older sister). Do you have a boyfriend?)

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yourname: yeah but he doesn't have to know ;) - landonorris: pass sa gusto maging kabit - yourname: tngina mo (translation: pass to people who want to be mistresses) (translation: fuck you)

yourname: Kuya, pls ruin my life. Luluhuran, pagsisilbihan, chuchupain, jujugjugin tas tubig lang pahinga. 🤤

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landonorris: KUYA??????????

maryjane_L/N: Anak is this your new boyfriend from England,,,? - yourname: yes pu tita 😭 - - maryjane_L/N: Pogi,,,,👍🏻

@ssararuffoni @inejghafawifesblog @love4lando @hiraethrhapsody @allenajade-ite @driveswiftly13 @shouq @fdl305 @iloveyou3000morgan @lpab @ietss @inejghafawifesblog @ldynblack @jessblack394 @iissza @iamahallucinationnn @sialexia @allenajade-ite

#lando norris x reader #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x you #lando norris au #lando norris smau #lando norris smaus #lando norris fanfic #lando norris imagine #lando x reader

[shuttershocky]

actually this is a good chance to get to know you a bit better. top 3 animals, top 3 colors, top 3 games

Top 3 Animals

1) Crocodiles — There used to be many saltwater crocodiles back in my mom's province. These are the largest reptiles in the world so just seeing them (from a very far, safe distance away) is pretty awe-inspiring. One of these was so gargantuan we put a replica of its skeleton on display in the national museum in Manila, hung over the lobby. We also have Philippine Crocodiles which are endemic to the country, but I've only seen juvenile ones at a zoo since they're endangered and all.

2) Turtles — There are very few experiences like being on the beach and seeing a sea turtle in the wild. One time we were on a fishing boat and someone screamed, I thought for sure it meant someone spotted a shark, but when I leaned over to look, there was a sea turtle poking its head out right above the coral reefs to watch us. There's not many perks to living in the tropics, but this is one of them.

3) Kulasisi — These are very tiny parrots (I think the smallest in the world even?) that aren't common, but can be found virtually anywhere. One of my favorite classes back in college was birdwatching, where one of our sessions found a couple nesting pairs right outside one of the buildings. It was because of that class that I realized it was a Kulasisi that was making the bird calls I would hear when getting up in the morning to go to class

Top 3 Colors

1) Purple — My grandmother's favorite color, and mine eventually. I used to be a blue person until I shifted to darker purple and violet as I got older

2) Blue — I still like it

3) Black — I really liked the Matrix

Top 3 Games

I'm a big gamer (enough that I went into gamedev for a living despite everything) so this is probably the most malleable list. I'm not difficult to please and generally like a lot of stuff, so a top 3 favorite games list could look very different each time, barring one game.

1) Dota 2 — I have over 5000 hours in my favorite game of all time. Picked it up in 2012, and then it was all over for me. I can go stretches of up to 6 months without touching the game, but when I reopen it, the hype comes flooding back.

2) Devil May Cry 5 — I continue to hold the opinion that DMC5 hit the platonic ideal of stylish action game design, V's lack of depth notwithstanding. The game has been out for 5 years and people are still uploading new runs, finding all these tricks and secrets in the game just as they did with DMC3 and 4 before it. If Dante only got wall running and Wild Stomp back from 3, it might be as close to perfect as you can get. Devil Trigger and Bury The Light are also among my favorite video game songs of all time, among the likes of Killer Instinct's or Metal Gear Rising's

3) Metal Gear Solid 4 — MGS3 is the better game, MGS1 and 2 are more iconic, but MGS4 rescued the PS3 from irrelevancy before Uncharted 2 made it big. Holy shit that game looked unbelievably good when it first came out. The way Snake would lie still and camouflage into the floor while bullets sprayed the ground right in front of him while mooing mechs and soldiers were mere feet away blew my mind.

Games like Resident Evil 4 three years earlier really popularized making cinematic cutscenes that were rendered in-game rather than pre-rendered, but I didn't realize the possibilities behind it until MGS4's Raiden vs Vamp. A complex action scene where Raiden and Vamp had a sword duel would always be cool, but what pushed it over the top was that you kept playing the whole time it was happening. MGS4 would split the screen, playing the cutscene in one half, while in the other you had to carry on with your mission, and goddamn that sure was a moment of thinking "Wow this really is next gen"

[starlitmark]

Summary: The universe has a funny way of working; maybe you should let it do what it plans. Pairing: ragdoll kitty!Taeyong x fem!reader x dutch rabbit!Doyoung Tropes: hybrid au, uni au Genre: fluff, angst, suggestive Rating: PG 13 Warnings: hybrids, mentions of prejudice, language, anxiety, breakups, implied sex, nudity, kissing, pregnancy scare, polyamory, mxm involvement Part 2 Word Count: 4,323 Note: thank you to @kthpurplesyou​ @raibebe​ and @daesukiii​ for beta/proofreading this for me!!

Neo Hybridverse Masterlist || Dotae Masterlist

University: Fall Semester of Sophomore Year

You toss your keys into the small dish in the entryway of your apartment. It’s been a while since you’ve been able to come home and relax a little before diving into your assignments. You’re planning to take full advantage of the opportunity, of course. Doyoung is home, too. You can hear him scuffling about in the kitchen.

“Hey, I’m back,” you call.

“How was your Scientific Thinking class?” he calls back.

“Stupid as fuck. I feel like I’m retaking basic middle school science,” you groan, “I don’t have any major assignments to work on immediately, though! You down for a movie?”

“Always.”

You and Doyoung decided to move into an apartment near your university after you found out you both got accepted to the same one. At first, you were worried about the potential fallout of living with your best friend, but living with Doyoung wasn’t as hard as his brother had made it seem. Being in the same major at the same university was the perfect arrangement for you. You had shared a dorm room your first year while you scraped enough money together to get a small apartment together. Neither of you loved living on campus; the dorm room was small, you had almost no privacy (not that it mattered too much), and the walls were thin. Overall, the apartment was a much better option.

You make your way into the living room again, grabbing a throw blanket on your way. Doyoung follows behind with his favorite snack. He often yells at you for eating it all, but you both know he’s eating most of it. You ignore what he’s putting on. Every time you decide to watch a movie together, it ends up being a movie you’ve both seen a million and one times. Doyoung tugs at the blanket lightly about halfway through the film. Without sparing him a glance, you toss a bit of the blanket toward him. Ultimately, you end up tucked under his arm, stealing his snacks.

“You fucking idiot.” you sigh at the main character.

“You act like you don’t know how it ends.” he teases.

“Shut up; I’ll make fun of the characters all I want,” you respond with a dirty look.

“Whatever you say,” he says with the same teasing lilt.

You sit up a bit more and scoff at him. He raises an eyebrow at you. He’s challenging you to say something. There’s a strange tension between you that hasn’t been there before. Maybe it’s always been there. You just now feel it, though. Suddenly, you’re aware of the bunny hybrid’s eyes flitting between your eyes and lips. A weird heat rushes through your chest, but you don’t hate it. You haven’t been with anyone since Taeyong just over two years ago now. You’re touch starved, to say the very least. You hardly hear the tv playing in the background. Everything seems like it’s underwater besides yourself and Doyoung.

“Doyoung?” you ask, now looking at his lips occasionally too.

“Yeah?” he responds quietly.

You both notice yourselves leaning in, but again, you aren’t stopping yourself. Before you know it, your lips are on his. His hand comes up to cup your cheek. And what starts as an innocent kiss becomes much more. When you come down from cloud nine, you realize you’re in your bunny friend’s lap and have slightly swollen lips. That’s when the panic sets in. You see the same thing in his eyes as well. He studies your face momentarily to see if he can miraculously tell what you’re thinking. You try to do the same but desperately want to lean in and kiss him again. That’s precisely what you do. You push your body against Doyoung’s more and pull him into a fiery kiss. His ears are angled down slightly, making for the perfect opportunity for you to run your fingers through the beige fur.

“Hey,” he sighs between kisses, “we should probably talk about this.”

“Maybe,” you respond, “in a few minutes.”

You try to lean in and recapture his lips again. Instead, he tightens his grip on your hip and gives you a stern look. You nod and pull away, still staying in his lap. One of his thumbs gently strokes against your hip in a calming sort of way.

“What do you want this to mean for us?” he asks bluntly, “I know it could get really messy, considering we’re both still rather close with Taeyong. You said-”

“I know what I said, and he said. He also hasn’t made an effort to show me he wants to be with me after he comes home, though. You’re right. This could get messy, fast.”

“So?” he questions, his ears now perfectly upright and attentive.

“So, let’s say this is casual. No labels mean that no one gets hurt, right?” you offer.

“Right,” he confirms, “No labels.”

“Ya know, I thought about something for the first time in a while the other night.” you muse, drawing random shapes across Doyoung’s bare chest.

“Yeah? What about?”

“When I first met Taeyong, he told me you and I would click well. You ever think that if Taeyong hadn’t made a move on me first, you would’ve?”

Doyoung shifts and sits up a bit more. You still keep your head resting on his shoulder, eyes fixated on him, waiting for a response. He nibbles on his lower lip as he thinks. It’s a habit he’s had as long as you’ve known him.

“Actually, yeah.” he admits, “Of course, reality is a bit different, but we’ve always clicked well, so I’d imagine if you hadn’t been dating Taeyong, we would’ve ended up together.”

“It’s a little crazy when you think about it.”

“What is?” he asks, running his fingers through your hair.

“We’ve known each other for six years now. We went through a whole stage of life together, and now we’re figuring this one out, too.” you think out loud.

“Yeah, what about it?”

“I don’t know. It’s just crazy that we’re already halfway done with university when it feels like I only met you yesterday. But it also feels like I’ve known you my whole life.”

“Both are incorrect answers.” he teases.

You pout at him, “I know that dipshit.”

He giggles lightly before suddenly tugging you closer to him in a tight hug. You let out a slight noise of surprise that quickly morphs into a laugh. Doyoung speckles small kisses all over your face and head, wherever he can reach. Finally, you try to grab ahold of his face to kiss him properly. After a few moments, you manage to, and you see the brightest smile on his face. You kiss him and feel that familiar rush of emotion that you still wish not to address. Being here and having these domestic, sweet moments with Doyoung feels right. More right than most things you’ve felt before.

University: Late Spring after Junior Year

It’s beyond hot out today. Even with the air conditioning system blasting, you feel like you may melt at any given moment. You’re wandering around your shared apartment in nothing but a sports bra and tiny athletic shorts that don’t leave very much to the imagination. Doyoung is in no better shape. He’s in a loose lowcut tanktop and a random pair of shorts he found. Nothing seems to help with the nearly unbearable weather, regardless of what you try to do.

“Come here real quick.” Doyoung calls from the living room.

You shuffle your way from the small kitchen to where Doyoung is. He’s spread across the couch; his bunny ear twitches toward you as you approach him. When he turns his head, a slight smirk rests on his lips. You know that look all too well. It’s far too hot for that right now, and you both know it. Still, you find yourself standing beside the couch, waiting for his request.

“What’s up?” you ask.

“Come sit with me.” he requests.

“Where? You’re taking over the whole couch, idiot.” you tug the tip of his beige ear as you tease him.

“My lap is somewhere to sit.” he responds with a suggestive lilt.

You roll your eyes but start climbing into his lap, “You do know it’s 35 degrees out, right?”

He doesn’t respond. Instead, he lets his hand fall onto your waist as if it’s second nature to him. You give him a look that might not be obvious to everyone, but it’s easy for Doyoung to decipher. Finally, he shifts slightly under you and moves his hips so you tip forward over him. You giggle lightly before letting your lips lock with his.

It’s not hard to get lost in kissing Doyoung. You learned that very quickly. You still feel lost in him two years later when you share these moments. You almost entirely forget about the brutal heat of the day. Doyoung’s hands wander up and down your sides, as you continue to make out. Eventually, his hands find their way to your chest. You gasp into the kiss but almost immediately kiss him harder and hungrier than before.

“D-doyoung, can we-”

“Hmm?” he hums into the kiss.

“Bed. Now.”

“Why do that when I can-”

“Damn, I’m gone for four years, and I come back to see you fucking around with our best friend.” you hear someone say with a half-teasing tone.

Your heart practically drops through your ass. When did Taeyong even get home from university? You knew he graduated this past spring, but still. You practically launch yourself out of Doyoung’s lap and look at the older kitty hybrid in the doorway. His hair is a dusty blue color now. It looks stunning on him. You stand up and walk toward him. Doyoung opts just to sit up and pull a pillow into his lap, avoiding eye contact with his best friend as long as possible.

“It’s not what it looks like, Taeyong.” you try to defend yourself.

“You were just in his lap, but continue,” he responds with a slight bite.

“Um, uh,” you stutter, “Doyoung, some help, please?”

Doyoung shakes his head at you. But, of course, now, of all times, he chooses to be no help at all.

“Okay, it’s exactly what it looks like,” you admit.

“We said once I was done with my degree and came home-” he can’t seem to finish his sentence.

“How about we go out and chat about this? This atmosphere isn’t great right now.”

He nods. You walk back over to the couch and find your forgotten phone. Just as you’re about to put on your shoes, Doyoung grabs your wrist and pulls you down into a quick kiss. You’re not sure where the territorial behavior comes from, but you’ll have to talk to him about that later. He gives you a concerned look, and you give him a sympathetic, gentle one in return.

“It’ll be okay.” you mouth to him. Doyoung nods back at you.

You walk to the door where Taeyong is waiting for you and offer him a soft smile. He returns it and allows you to step out before him. An odd tension between you wasn’t there a few years ago. The two of you walk to the park across the street from your apartment building. It’s not too busy despite the warm weather and clear skies. Taeyong guides you to a bench under a tree and sits down.

“How did you even get into the apartment?” you question.

“I wanted to surprise you guys, so Doyoung’s mom told me where you guys hide your spare key.” he explains, “Turns out I surprised you at the wrong time.”

“Taeyong,” you sigh, “I don’t know whether to apologize or-”

“Don’t apologize. Just explain what’s going on.”

You nod, pursing your lips, “Well, we aren’t dating. I guess we started hooking up about two years ago.”

“Seems like a whole lot more than just hooking up,” Taeyong interjects, “I know you can’t smell his scent, but-” he interrupts himself with a sigh, “he was definitely saying you’re with him based on how he smelled. He was trying to get me to submit.”

“Oh,” you quip, “It’s not like that between us. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but we haven’t said we’re dating.”

Taeyong nods, “I missed you.”

“I- I missed you too.”

“I was serious when I said I wasn’t going to leave you behind.” he tells you, reaching to hold your hand, “I want us to be us again.”

You’re screwed. You aren’t sure how to respond. You’re active with Doyoung, and you know there are romantic feelings even though you choose not to address them. In the same breath, though, you missed Taeyong. He feels just as much like home as Doyoug does. You look at your ex wide-eyed and hope he’s not expecting an answer immediately. There’s hope in his big sparkly eyes, and his bushy grey tail swishes behind him in anticipation. He wants you to say yes right now and live happily ever after. Your subconscious thinks about Doyoung; you don’t want to hurt him. You love him too. The last thing you want to do is cause a rift between the three of you because of this.

“What about…”

“I know. I shouldn’t have sprung this on you,” he says sympathetically, his ear twitching as he hears you.

“It’s just. I don’t want to hurt you or Doyoung. And I don’t want to cause any tension between our friendships with each other either.”

“You go home and think about it and give me a call when you make your decision. I’m home for good now.”

You both stand up, and Taeyong envelops you in a hug. You didn’t realize how much you missed this. You hug him back tightly. You both end up going your separate ways, and on your short walk back to your apartment, you realize you have much to think about.

A few days later, you’re panicking as you pace back and forth through your small bathroom. There was no way; you can’t be. Doyoung is still passed out in his room. You’re hoping he doesn’t wake up before you’re done in here. You’re nearly two weeks late for your period. You hadn’t even realized until your friend had asked for a product, and you didn’t have any on you. But, of course, luck isn’t on your side today. You hear your bunny roommate shuffling down the hall toward the bathroom. There’s a gentle knock on the door, followed by his voice.

“Y/n, are you okay in there?”

“Y-yeah! Just fine!” you call through the door, “I’m coming out now.”

You speed past him and lock yourself away in your bedroom. There are footsteps behind you, and that’s when you realize you left the test on the counter. Then, again, Doyoung knocks on the door between you.

“Please, let me in.” he asks quietly.

You gulp and pull your door open slowly. When you make eye contact with the bunny hybrid, he’s giving you a concerned look. Your eyes flit down to his hand. He’s holding the still-developing test. He steps in and waits for you to talk. When you just keep your eyes on the piece of plastic, he speaks instead.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to worry you if there’s nothing to worry about.”

Doyoung places the test on your desk and moves closer to you. He cups your cheeks in his hands. Then, he leans forward and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

“How late are you?”

“Two weeks,” you admit.

“Well, if you are, I’ll do everything in my power to take care of you and the baby. If not, then we can continue what we’re doing. Just a little safer. Okay?”

“We aren’t dating.” you state, “Why are you going to all this effort to make sure I’m okay?”

“Well, for one, you’re still my best friend. I’ll always take care of you. Second, maybe- know what, that’s not something to talk about right now.”

“What’s not something to talk about?” you ask, slightly annoyed.

“Fine.” he grunts, “I fucking love you. I know Taeyong came home, and he wants to pick up where you left off, but I fucking love you. I have since we first kissed two years ago, maybe even earlier.”

“Doyoung,”

“No. Let me say this. You’ll probably run back to Taeyong and have a beautiful life together, but I love you so much. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t help falling in love with you.”

You go to respond, but you hear the door open again. Neither of you needs to question who it is. You and Doyoung agreed that giving Taeyong his copy of your key was in your best interest since he’ll be hanging out a lot now. Doyoung’s jaw is clenched tight, and you search his face for what move to make. You do the first thing you can think of and kiss him. You instantly feel him melt in your arms and relax.

“Why do I always catch you two like-” he cuts himself short, “Who’s negative pregnancy test is this?”

You pull away from the bunny hybrid and let out a sigh of relief, “Oh, thank fuck it’s negative.”

“Rude, what if-”

“Not now, Doyoung.”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Taeyong starts, “You mean to tell me-”

You sigh again, “I don’t want to go into that right now. What brings you by?”

Taeyong shifts awkwardly, and his tail swishes behind him, only exemplifying his feelings. Doyoung scrunches his nose up and shakes his head slightly, showing distaste for something. You assume that Taeyong’s typically sweet strawberry scent soured. Taeyong’s eyes jump back and forth between you, Doyoung, and his own feet. Finally, you remove yourself from Doyoung’s rather tight hold on you and take a step toward the older hybrid.

“You can tell me, tell us, anything,” you say sincerely.

“It’s just- I guess I did some thinking,” Taeyong admits.

“Thinking about what?” Doyoung asks suspiciously, “Your scent smells weird. I can’t really figure it out right now…”

Again, Taeyong’s gaze shifts back and forth between you and the rabbit hybrid. He takes a long deep breath before reaching behind him to grab his tail. Taeyong wrings the end of the fluffy grey appendage while his right kitty ear twitches once every few moments. This time, instead of you moving to comfort him, Doyoung does so. The younger rabbit hybrid walks right up to him and takes the kitty’s hands in his. You guess that Doyoung starts emitting some sort of calming pheromones based on how quickly Taeyong’s tense state relaxes. A soft purr escapes the kitty’s throat. It’s a sound you haven’t heard in years. Hearing it makes your heart flutter.

What you didn’t expect was for Taeyong to step forward again and nuzzle into the crook of Doyoung’s neck. Based on how Doyoung reacts, he wasn’t expecting it either. You know enough about hybrid anatomy to know that Taeyong’s face is hidden in the scent gland in Doyoung’s neck. Doyoung lets him relax in his rosey scent for a moment before lightly pushing his shoulder. The omega detaches himself from the beige rabbit hybrid, and you notice the light dust of a blush across his face.

“W-well,” Taeyong stutters, training his eyes on you, “I knew that you really cared about Doyoung and how he feels. What I told you last week was definitely not expected, and clearly,” he pauses to gesture to the pregnancy test on your desk, “There was more under the surface too.”

“I didn’t know that was happening when we talked,” you explain.

“I didn’t know until today either if it makes you feel better, Yongie,” Doyoung adds.

“You guys definitely didn’t know I was coming, but… I heard everything you just said, Doyoung. As much as I think your assumption would happen had y/n and I never broke up, we did, and life took a few turns.”

Doyoung gives him another suspicious look, “What are you on about, Taeyong?”

“What I’m saying is. I love her a lot, a hell of a lot. But I love you too. I guess I never let it on how much I do love you. I always assumed it was platonic.”

You’re in shock, to say the least. Taeyong had mentioned in passing a few times that he found some men attractive, but he never outright told you that he was bisexual. You’re not upset at all; honestly, it makes sense in a way. When your eyes fall onto Doyoung to gauge his reaction, you also notice a slight blush taking over his face. He doesn’t look uncomfortable with the confession, though. Taeyong takes one step further into your bedroom, again invading Doyoung’s personal space. You watch as Doyoung resumes eye contact with the older. They’re hardly a foot apart. Doyoung leans in slightly but then pauses.

“If you don’t want me to kiss you, I’ll back off right now. Let me know what you want.” he nearly whispers.

Taeyong lets out a noise similar to a trill with a slight undertone of annoyance before surging forward to kiss the younger rabbit hybrid. Suddenly, you feel as if you’re intruding on a private moment. The kiss doesn’t last long. It was nothing more than a long peck. Doyoung clears his throat and lets a quiet clucking noise escape his throat. It’s a noise you know well. He only lets it out when he’s failing to hide how happy he is internally. Taeyong knows it, too. In return, he lets out a purr again and starts to rub his kitty ear against Doyoung’s cheek.

“I guess we should work out what this is then.” Doyoung comments, still trying to compose himself.

“It doesn’t have to be that complicated.” you comment with a chuckle, “I love him. I love you. You both love each other and me. Then, boom! Everything’s figured out.”

“You- you what?” Doyoung gasps, trying to push Taeyong away with playful annoyance.

“Oh, don’t play dumb, Doyoung.” Taeyong muses, trying to attach himself to the rabbit again, “She wouldn’t be this calm if she didn’t love both of us. We both know that.”

You chuckle and walk up to the pair of hybrids. Taeyong grabs you and wraps you up between them. It feels right in a way you can’t describe. A laugh bubbles up inside you, and you smile at them as your eyes move between them. You lean over to kiss Taeyong, then lean in the other direction to kiss Doyoung as well. It seems as though Doyoung is still either processing the information or in shock. You jab his side lightly with your finger making him jump slightly and growl at you. You know he doesn’t genuinely mean the growl he lets out, so you chuckle at him and press another kiss to his cheek. Taeyong decides to follow suit and kiss the beige bunny’s cheek. Doyoung gives him a disgusted look. But, again, it’s very much a joke.

“So,” the bunny boy states, “Are we calling this casual friends with benefits all around or?”

“Oh my god,” you groan, throwing your head forward to be pressed against Taeyong’s shoulder, “If we all just fucking confessed we love each other romantically, why would this be casual fucking?”

“Ya know, for being such a smart guy, you’re being really stupid right now, Doyoung.” Taeyong teases.

“And how did you still remain the same dipshit you’ve always been after four years of studying in a foreign country.” Doyoung bites back.

“Am I going to always have to keep you two from killing each other?” you interject.

“He’ll submit to me one day, watch.” Doyoung adds.

You feel Taeyong buckle beside you slightly. Doyoung’s looking at the older omega with a specific look. This is not the time for this, though. You reach up and flick Doyoung’s ear. He breaks the eye contact with Taeyong and narrows his eyes at you.

“That doesn’t work on me. Now, can we just say we’re dating and live happily ever after all together?” you question the two men.

Taeyong nods and trills, his tail brushing against your leg as it swishes happily, “I like the sound of that.”

“Does that mean?” Doyoung asks.

“Does it mean what?” you bounce the question back.

“If you’re asking if we’re also dating each other, then I would say yes. I’d like to be a partner to both of you if you’ll have me.”

“I-” Doyoung lets out a slight bunny hum, “I’d like that too. Just don’t annoy the shit out of me all the time, okay, Taeyong?”

“If I didn’t, you’d think I was mad at you.” the older chuckles and makes kissy noises at him.

“Gross.” Doyoung rolls his eyes at him.

You stand there between them, watching their playful bickering. The universe has weird, backward ways of working, but it always has a plan. You wouldn’t have thought this was its plan when you first met Taeyong or dated Taeyong. You really should thank your silver fox friend for jump-starting all of that. You wouldn’t have thought it was even possible a few months ago before Taeyong came home from California. Through the peaks and valleys of your relationships with both these men, you don’t think you could ever live without them. Now, you’ll never have to worry about that. The universe planned for you to have them both in your life. That red string of fate connects you to both of them, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. You must’ve gotten lost in your thoughts because you jump nearly a mile high when you feel very obnoxious wet kisses on each of your cheeks. Yeah, this is right where you’re meant to be.

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#taeyong x reader #doyoung x reader #kwritersworldnet #kvanity #nct fanfic #nct x reader #nct fluff #nct angst #nct 127 fanfic #nct 127 x reader #nct 127 fluff #nct 127 angst #taeyong fanfic #taeyong fluff #taeyong angst #doyoung fanfic #doyoung fluff #doyoung angst

[shinolavolume1]

I had a dream where i was playing tf2 and somebody gave me a pair of unusual santa claus boots that eould either make my soldier turn into lion from dota 2 or cause seizure inducing graphical glitches

[nsb-rkive]

If it’s possible two nsb reactions? Nsb reaction to you being a baddie and nsb reaction to you being a gamer god/godess/royalty. love your writing btw 💕

(sorry if I took a lot, hope you like anyways<3)

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨/𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧🎮

PAIRING(S):: nsb x reader

GENRE(S):: soft/fluff, reaction, req

W.C:: 0.9k

WARNING(S):: none

NOT CHECKED TWICE

AU:: hi everyone im back!! Sorry for being dry, but i was on vacation and I’ve also done a few things so I didn't have so much time to post, sorry:// Anyways hope you enjoy! <3

🎮 | Oliver

So, Oliver doesn't play video games that much as the other ones do, but I don't think that would be a big deal if his s/o was a gamer. Of course he’d rather spend time with you as much as possible, so he might interrupt and distract you from your games, but I don’t think he’d turn it into a big problem, yk. “Babe can we go out?” “Babe i want your attention, you’ve been playing for 2 hours straight now” and ofc, as a good simp, you would stop playing and start giving attention to your boyfriend. He’s a really sweet guy, he would do anything for you, so when you’d ask him to play valorant with him, he’d hesitate at first but accept it. He looks so cute while sitting between your legs, with you behind him explaining and helping him with the game I'M SOBBING.

🎮 | Kane

Kane doesn't really mind, tbh. I think he’d just lay on his bed and watch anime till you’re done playing. Otherwise, he’d watch you playing and try to learn more from you. “OMG HOW DID U DO THAT” “Damn my girl is a pro AHAHA” bet he would say things like this. I think he’d also try to challenge you “We all know i am going to win, come on” then lose IM LAUGHING SO HARD PLS- as we all know, he hates losing even tho he always do LMAO so i think he’d get “mad” at you for laughing and making fun of the words the said earlier. Just know that everything has a consequence, so be ready for a revenge cuz this boy ain't letting you rest

🎮 | Justin

Oh lord, Justin won't leave you alone, especially after you started playing valorant. He’d ask you to play with him whenever you both are free, it’s so cute of him😭 “Fuck y/n did you train or something? How come you are beating me at killing??” He’d start bragging about how good you are at playing and this shit. Probably you would go to one of those computer cafeterias for some gaming date or to relax after watching a movie or sum. Just go play with him when u can, he loves to see your concentrate face while u play HE IS SO CUTE PLEASE

🎮 | Regie

He wouldn't believe you at first, but after you showed him your skills at playing valo, he immediately changed his mind. I dont think he plays valo that much, but Dota, so he’d probably ask you to play with him. If you dont know how to play it, he’ll teach you how to do it. Same as Oliver, but this time you are sitting on his legs while he leads your hands on the mouse and keyboard. You’d get excited because you are slowly learning and he cant help but giggle and smile while thinking about how cute you are. The urge to punch him for being so pretty and adorable damn it

🎮 | Ryan

So, as we know way too damn well, Ryan is a gamer, so bet he’d be more than happy to have a partner who’s too. He would ask you to join him to play valorant together. Ofc you’d play other games too, like Fall Guys or League of Legends, but he just finds it so cute how competitive you become while playing. You two would yell so loud that even the neighbors would come to your place to complain abt it LMAOAOAOAO DEF ME. It seems all cute but man don't be fooled by his rbf, ryan could get pissed if u win the game PLS💀💀 “Babe what’s wrong?” “Nothing sigh” you can clearly tell he is pissed so let him win the game so mf doesn't complain that much😭😭😭 He’d probably download and buy more games just for you to play together AWWW MY BABY

🎮 | Darren

As much as he likes playing video games, I don't think Darren plays that much tbh, but still he thinks it’s really cool that his s/o is a gamer. Like Justin, he’d probably go around and brag abt u being a gamer. Sometimes he’d look at you while playing, but usually he prefers lying down and putting his head on your tights while looking at his phone. BIG ASS HEAD BEING SO CUTE HELP After you are done playing he’d probably take you out for an ice cream or something. Make sure to give him a lot of attention tho, or mf will interrupt you in the middle of the game to kiss your lips fight me darren🤺

🎮 | Sebastian

Like Oliver and Darren, Seb doesnt play that much, maybe less than Darren, but still it doesnt bother him if you were a gamer. He’d let you play as much as you want, and while you do so, he’d work or watch Netflix. “What game is this? Oh I've never played it before, can I try?” such a cUTIEEEEE CRYING He can be annoying as HELL sometimes, but he just loves you a lot, and he wants to keep you as close as possible because you are his first partner (cap), or at least he considers you as it. He be trying to interrupt your game but fails miserably, like many Kane’s pranks😭😭😭 Sometimes you are too focused on your game, that you dont even notice that he went for a motorcycle ride like 2 hours ago 😭 PLEASE THIS IS SO ME💀💀

#north star boys #regie macalino #azngami #darren liang #justin phan #kane ratan #oliver moy #ryan nguyen #sebastian moy #fanfic #nsb rkive #nsb #reactions #nsb x reader #gender neutral fanfic #requested #gimme a boyfriend like ryan please im begging you #crying while writing this

[ultimate-valve-character]

Round 1: Match 116

From the Official Dota 2 website,

With powers surpassed only by his ambition, the mage was seduced by a demon and turned to evil, trading his soul for prestige. After committing horrible crimes that marred his soul, he was abandoned. The demon betrayed him, striking better deals with his enemies. Such was Lion's rage that he followed the demon back to hell and slew it, ripping it limb from limb, taking its demonic hand for his own. However, such demonoplasty comes at a cost. Lion was transfigured by the process, his body transformed into something unrecognizable.

From the Team Fortress 2 Official Wiki,

Zhanna, however, plays the biggest role in the comics compared to Heavy's other sisters; she begins a relationship with the Soldier due to her not having seen a man in twenty years, and after her rejection of the Scout because he talked too much. Her relationship with Soldier stays strong as she tags along with the mercenaries through the events of Blood in the Water, Old Wounds and The Naked and the Dead. She also begins to learn how to fight along with the Soldier, albeit through his unorthodox (and incorrect) ways - including losing her left hand after attempting to escape from a pair of handcuffs using the "old dislocating thumb trick", and fighting stark naked while covered in honey.

#valve poll #dota 2 #team fortress #lion (dota 2) #zhanna #now im really not supposed to be saying things like 'KILL' and 'x SWEEP' because it shows bias #ZHANNA SWEEP

[anjael]

DOTA SECRET SANTA 2023 - SIGNUPS OPEN

It’s that time again already!

As always, even if you aren’t participating, I’d be very grateful if you could signal boost by re-blogging!  I’ll also be cross-posting to my Twitter *here* so RTs much appreciated if you’re on there ~

What’s a Secret Santa?

For those who have never done a Secret Santa before, the way it works is you submit a gift request, which goes into a pool which is then randomised. The randomised requests are then handed out to the participants.

So basically, its Mystery Gift! Everyone draws/writes a Dota-themed gift for someone. You won’t know who it’s for, and you won’t know who is doing yours! Then at the exchange, the completed gifts are handed out anonymously to whomever they belong, via email.

Sounds good, where do I sign?

Send your email applications right here!   ->  [email protected]

What do I write in my  application email?

1. Your name / tumblr tag / most used social media - a link to your blog would also be helpful so I know who you are and can contact you if emails are not working or something. A link to examples of your work (art tag, etc) is also appreciated!

2. Preferred gift rating.  NSFW requests are totally okay as long as they are not offensive/racist/sexist but if you’d like something NSFW, please also provide a SFW alternative request as not everyone is comfortable producing such content. If you don’t mind receiving NSFW but would prefer not to submit it, please tell me and vice versa.

3. Your actual request!  If you prefer shipping/non shipping, please include this in your signup email. Please try to word your request so that it can be filled by either an artist or writer, if possible, as your gift-giver is randomly assigned!

Examples of requests (just for reference, there’s no required format)

- a pairing or your favourite character/s doing [something of your choice]

- an AU with [character/pairing]

Your requests don’t have to be seasonal-themed, request whatever you like!

4. Whether you would be able to pinch-hit (fill an extra gift if needed).

5. Whether you would like to remain anonymous to your gift recipient and/or on the master-post of entries (which will be posted up on Tumblr a few days after gift exchange)

———-   DEADLINES   ————–

Applications Close:  29th October 2023, 00:00 GMT

Prompts Sent Out to Participants: by 1st November 2023, 00:00 GMT

Gift submission: 20th December 2023, 22:00 GMT

(Please submit your completed gifts to [email protected])

Gift Exchange: 22nd - 24th December 2023 (TBC)

———-      RULES/GUIDELINES     —————–

- Don’t be a butt. (generally the best rule to live by)

- Complete the gift using your MAD SKILLS, whether that’s drawing or writing fanfic! If you have other cool magic abilities like animating or using SFM, you’re welcome to use those too!

- Please submit completed works only. Your gift should be fully coloured if it’s art (unless you are specifically doing a monochrome / inked piece), and properly formatted, spell-checked and at least 1,000 words if it’s a written piece.

- For written pieces, google doc links/word documents are fine for the email exchange, but if you want me to include your fic in the tumblr master-post please bear in mind you need to post it somewhere link-able such as AO3.

- if you are submitting NSFW art, AO3 hosts art too and can be a good alternative to tumblr/twitter restrictions.

- Please don’t post any completed gifts on your blog until gifts have been exchanged!

- if the deadline is approaching and you know you won’t be able to submit your piece in time, please tell me as soon as possible so I can arrange for someone else to fill your assigned prompt.

- I’ll be tracking the tumblr tag ‘dota secret santa 2023’. If you have any issues, inbox me, email me or DM me on Twitter! (link above)  

There’s also a Discord group - please let me know if you’d like an invite!

- GL HF!

#dota 2 #dota secret santa 2023

[masterfvck]

Introduction post

Who am I?

I don't know either if I'm being honest... Okay okay. My name is Sharpie, and I'm a Kpop NSFW writer. I mostly write smut, yes, but I also write fluff and angst and all other kinds of stuff. I pretty much only write GxG stuff, but I do write G!P!! Often. I occasionally write for NCT(all units) but I am quite new to them 😅 it's the only BG I will write... For now.

I use She/Her pronouns and I am a big dumb useless Sapphic. I love women.

Requests

Am I open to requests? Yeah. All the time!!

I can write blurbs, whole fanfics, small or big oneshots, headcanons... Anything.

Just ask me 😋 Don't be afraid to be specific, I love when it's specific 🙏🙏

Blacklisted things

I will not write smut about minors in any way. Keep in mind, these are real people.

No !nc3st. Again, real people. It's weird. Also I have bad experiences with this concept, so it makes me ick

No watersports or scat, just not my thing yk?

Main pairings

Okay so main pairings are the ones who I mostly write for. I will not do minor x adult unless there's like only a 1/2/3 year age gap. But no smut!!

I will write about other ships as well, so you can request other things obviously 😀 I also can do Idol/Reader 🙏

(G)I-DLE

Minqi(Yuqi/Minnie)

2yeon(Soyeon/Miyeon

Sooshu(Soojin/Shuhua)

Stayc

Isayoon(Isa/Yoon)

TWICE

Satzu(Sana/Tzuyu)

Sahyo(Sana/Jihyo)

Dubchaeng(Dahyun/Chaeyoung)

Michaeng(Mina/Chaeyoung)

Dahmo(Dahyun/Momo)

What's Nayeon and Sana's ship name...

Motzu(Momo/Tzuyu)

3mix(Jeongyeon/Jihyo/Nayeon)

AESPA

Ningselle(Ningning/Giselle)

Jiminjeong(Karina/Winter)

Winning(Winter/Ningning)

LE SSERAFIM

Summerz(Chaewon/Kazuha)

Purinz(Yunjin/Chaewon)

Petalz(Kazuha/Sakura)

Hotcoolz(Yunjin/Sakura)

IZ*ONE

Chaekkura(Chaeyeon/Sakura)

Jinjoo(Yujin/Minju)

Yenyul(Yena/Yuri)

Ssamyul(Chaewon/Yuri)

Annyeongz(Yujin/Wonyoung)

Wonnako(Wonyoung/Nako)

Kangbi(Hyewon/Eunbi)

Woolimz(Chaewon/Eunbi)

Newjeans

Note: I only write smut for Hanni and Minji

Bbangsaz(Minji/Hanni)

What's the name for Haerin/Hyein 😢

Danielle/Minji. I know only Catnipz, Bbangsaz and Kittyz for names 💔

Blackpink

Chaennie(Rosé/Jennie)

Chaelisa(Rosé/Lisa)

IVE

Sentimentals(Gaeul/Rei)

2kim(Gaeul/Liz)

Lizrei(Liz/Rei)

Annyeongz(Wonyoung/Yujin)

LOONA

Yvesoul(Yves/Jinsoul)

Lipsoul(Jinsoul/Kim Lip)

Chuuves(Chuu/Yves)

Chuusoul(Chuu/Jinsoul)

Vives(Vivi/Yves)

Mamamoo

Wheebyul(Wheein/Moonbyul)

Moonsun(Moonbyul/Solar)

Hwabyul(Hwasa/Moonbyul)

Wheesun(Wheein/Solar)

ITZY

Chaerji(Chaeryeong/Yeji)

Yuchae(Yuna/Chaeryeong)

Ryuryeong(Ryujin/Chaeryeong)

Ryeji(Ryujin/Yeji)

2Shin(Yuna/Ryujin)

Jinlia(Ryujin/Lia)

YeNa(Yeji/Yuna)

NCT(all units included)

Dotae(Doyoung/Taeyong)

Yuwin(Yuta/Winwin)

Kunwin(Kun/Winwin)

Kunten(Kun/Ten)

Johnmark(Johnny/Mark)

Haeil(Haechan/Taeil)

Winyang(Winwin/Yangyang)

Crossover ships

Jenzuha(Jennie/Kazuha(BP, LSRF))

Chaejeong?? Winwon??(Chaewon/Winter(AESPA, IZ/LSRF)

Ryurina(Ryujin/Karina(ITZY, AESPA))

Ryuwinrina(Ryujin/Karina/Winter(ITZY, AESPA))

Tags

I'll use some tags for this account when I talk about different things.

Sharpie Puppyverse:

Ship tags. Ofc

Sharpie fics: for my FICS posted on here!!

Sharpiespa: Aespa fics

Two sharpies: TWICE fics

Itz Sharpie: ITZY fics

Le Sharpie: Le sserafim fics

New Sharpies: Newjeans fics

(sharpie) idle: Gidle fics

Mama sharpie: Mamamoo fics

Stan Sharpie: LOONA fics

NCpie: NCT FICS(all units)

Sharpie pink: Blackpink fics

Sharpive: IVE fics

Sharpiz*one: Iz*one fics

SharpieC: StayC fics

NSharpieFW: smut/NSFW

SharpieFW: Sfw(fluff, angst ect)

Sharpie on drugs: just me talking and shit posting 😜 being silly and stuff

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Taken anons: 🥭

(anon rules: no slurs plz that's all 🥺 feel free to ask for an anon anytime!! Don't be shy plsplsplsplspls!!!!)

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Okay bye. That's all I have to say

#Sharpie on drugs #introductory post

[edogawa-division]

It was evening when Kaoru was informed by Yuriko that a package had arrived for her. Groaning, the birthday girl ceased her interactions on her computer and headed out to the living room, where her sister, Kanra, had already brought it into the house. All women were a bit surprised by how large the box, in question, was.

"Did you order something again, Kaoru?" Kanra asked.

"If you did, I sincerely hope it wasn't more coffee," Yuriko stated, looking at her eldest daughter with a slight frown. "If it is, I am not making room in the kitchen for it."

"I didn't order anything." Kaoru stated, frowning at the accusation thrown her way.

"Is it a birthday gift then?" Kanra asked.

"Must be." Kaoru answered as she grabbed a pair of scissors from a nearby shelf and started tearing the tape off the top of the box. With her sister's help, she opened the box and looked inside, along with the rest of her family. To say that everyone was shocked at what was inside.

Lying on its stomach, currently turned off was, what seemed to be, a mechanical wolf. It made no movements, even as all six eyes were currently locked on it.

"...What is that?" Yuriko asked, still looking at it.

"It... it looks like a... wolf drone." Kaoru answered.

"A... wolf drone..." Yuriko repeated.

"Yeah."

"...Kaoru, are you sure you didn't order something off the Internet by mistake?" Kanra asked, skeptical

"I didn't order anything! I'm pretty sure I would have known if I'd order a robot wolf."

"I don't know about that," Kanra said, looking at her sister. "You do a lot of strange things when you go days without sleep."

"Listen you..."

"Enough." Yuriko said, not in the mood for a fight. "The main thing is... what do we do with this... thing?"

Kaoru, looking at the still powered-down wolf, looked around for something to turn it on. Did she need instructions or something? Was there an app for it? After a minute of searching, she discovered a large red button on the creature's back. Curiosity getting the better of her, she pressed it. All of a sudden, the creature's eyes suddenly popped open, alerting the three females, who instinctively took a step back.

The creature, now turned on, stood up off its stomach and onto its four legs, giving the women a full gander at it.

The creature looked around, moving its head mechanically. It soon locked eyes with the three women before staring at them for a moment. It then moved out of the box and towards the women. Sensing danger, the matriarch of the household moved in front of her daughters and pulled a knife from her back pocket, prepared to dismantle this... abomination.

But suddenly, the machine stopped in front of the women and sat down on its posterior, its robot tail wagging back and forth. A smile appeared on its "face", before a mechanical "bark" was heard from it. The women continued staring at it, still cautious, though slightly more at ease, since it didn't seem dangerous.

While they were dealing with the robot, an email appeared on Kaoru's computer in her room, which was titled 'Untitled'. It was still unopened, but it read:

'Did you receive my gift? I won him in a video game tournament a week ago. I would have kept it, but I value my privacy, so I figured you'd like him. He's called 'IBO-K9', but you can call him what you want. Enjoy. ...And happy birthday, I guess.

P.S. Don't forget we have a team battle on DOTA 2 this weekend. Try not to miss this one. I'd rather not see your rankings go down again.'

“Oh, who's a good boy? You are! Yes, you are!” Kaoru praised, petting the mechanical dog's head. “Hm? What to name you? Oh, I know! How about Sirius? You like that dont you, boy?”

The now newly named Sirius barked happy to be receiving affection from his mistress. Kanra seeing that he wasn't a danger walked over and began to gently pet him as well. 

“You two…” Yuriko sighed pinching the bridge of her nose as she watched her daughters pet the mechanical beast. “Okay fine we have a dog now but If you didn't get him Kaoru who did?”

“Uhhhh… not sure but look he’s so cute!” Kaoru cooed turning back to pet Sirius. 

“Haku! Look!” Kanra exclaimed to her pet cat. Haku having come from upstairs to see what was all the noise cautiously approached Sirius and gave a few hesitant sniffs before rubbing and purring against his legs.   

“Well then I guess welcome to the family Sirius.” Yuriko reached over to scratch his head. “You’ll fit right in.”

Thank you for the gift!

#hypnosis microphone #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #shinozaki kaoru #kuromiya yuriko #akemi kanra #nikki yoshie #palenightmarefestival #happy birthday kaoru 2023

[anx1oustig3r]

Fictober 2023 Day Two

Prompt number: Two

Fanfiction Fandom: DotA 2 (fan characters but references to canon characters and lore locations)

Rating: T

Warnings: Mentions of alcoholism and ableism.

Flint loathed Winter. First of all: it was freezing. Second of all: his cane was build for trailing over the ground and being able to clearly tell him what type of road he was walking on, not brushing snow out of the way. Snow is the exact same texture no matter where you are, and when it's not snow it's ice. Bloody ice!

As if the universe was reading his mind, his feet slid out from under him as he missed yet another curb thanks to the lovely snow not giving him any indicator of where his footing was. His voice broke in a yelp and something grabbed his arm and hoisted him up.

“Don't worry, I got you.”

His sister's voice. Admittedly, it was a blessing in disguise that he was stuck keeping an eye on her once again. Her constant staring at the ground meant she knew exactly where they were walking and so she functioned as a nice pair of eyes – albeit fragile eyes. If it were any other season he would have argued up and down and back and forth and to high hells and heavens with their mother to just let him see his friends or really do anything without her.

Mom, of course I love her, but she's a fucking handful and you know it!

Mireska would've agreed with him, but this evening she was passed out drunk as per usual. Hence the siblings' trek to the local butcher. With one mother hard at work to provide bare minimum coin for necessities and the other out for the count since alcohol is cheaper in the afternoons, Flint had to rely on the meagre scraps he earned from running chores for locals and criminals alike to pay for a half decent dinner. He stifled a hiss. His friends got to spend their coin on fun stuff, he had to pay a quarter of their rent.

“Butcher,” Ash's croaky voice broke him out of his internal tantrum.

“What d'you want?” He asked her, hearing the shuffle of her coat in response. Rolling his eyes, he tried to keep his voice steady.

“Is that a shrug or?”

“Usual,” she said.

“Right.”

'Usual' translated to a type of steak imported from Cobalt – one cut from the hide of massive mammoths that make their home in the Frozen Wastes bordering the town. The northern folk must lead far more interesting lives out there versus the poor sods stuck in White Spire of all places. The city was seen as a marvel, the place where you could get rich or lose all your coin in one evening. A city where the alcohol never stops and violence rules the cobbled streets. A criminal's free for all, but also the one city with rather afforable housing. The Underlords could be very generous to anyone who sucked up to them enough.

At least that's what Mireska always told him, although she had a nasty habit of sugar coating everything she said. Typical Faerie.

But for Fint – and by extension his sister – it was just home. A home that got tiring after your first four treks to the shop on your own when you're eight years old because the mother that's supposed to be taking care of you decided getting completely plastered and gambling away half the family's savings was more important. No, to Flint White Spire was just a reflection of frustrations that had been growing since he was old enough to understand what his parents fought about every weekend. While the rest of the world longs to come here to paradise, he longed to leave. No doubt Ash felt the same, what with the way she longingly rambled about the history of different cities and how people lived their lives there.

The meat was heavy in the bag, and the siblings took it in turns dragging it through the dark streets. To his side he could hear his sister beginning to hum – not to a tune, which was a terrible sign.

“What's up with you?” He asked.

“People are looking,” came the response.

Flint grit his teeth, fangs grinding against his lower jaw. Ash had a way of unintentionally drawing attention to herself, which distressed her immensely. It was a vicious cycle, but it wasn't her fault. He understood it in a way, feeling his own skin prickle as he could practically feel people's pitying of him when he'd walk by on his own. The way tutors awkwardly spoke to him in his school. Even his mentor, who refused to allow him to touch any of the carpentry tools until Flint dragged in a chair he had made himself.

“Is there an alleyway we can turn down?” He asked. The response was two taps on his shoulder.

“Okay,” he said. “If you wanna lead the way, just hold onto me.”

Ash turned him down a side street and he could feel the air growing colder from unlit alleys. Knowledge of White Spire warned him to stay alert, but he trusted Ash's unmatched homing instinct. Putting a hand on his sister's shoulder, he allowed himself to attempt a comforting smile.

“Don't worry,” he said. “I got you.”

#fictober23 #i wasnt sure whether or not to tag this as fanfic or original #but i like to come by these being fan characters honestly #also im learning to write from flint's pov so please bear with me and im open to feedback if i misrepresent anything #they may argue a lot but these two are still close #handling their shit better than lina and rylai

[miamipaaaalms]

hi! i'm miamipalms and i play n draw dota 2~ decided to start posting my arts in tumblr!!

bane elemental x faceless void is my favourite pairing, but these heroes not only one in my arts (╯▽╰ ) truly.

i hope to find interested in my art and main theme watchers /ᐠ｡⩊｡ᐟ\

#dota 2 #dota 2 fanart #fanart #bane #faceless void #claszian apostasy #medusa #night stalker #razor #spirit breaker

[independentartistbuzz]

GAMING MUSIC ARTIST THEFATRAT DELIVERS SECOND SINGLE IN EPIC SAGA WITH “HUNGER”

Following the exciting beginning of his epic saga, “Out Of The Rain” featuring Shiah Maisel, gaming music legend TheFatRat, popularly known for his immense online following of over ten million fans, has released the next chapter of his epic saga, “Hunger.” The riveting new release delivers an epic narrative, a trap twist and a charitable cause attached, supporting the Purple Community Fund in the Philippines. “Hunger” is now available on all DSPs and streaming services, found HERE, and is free to use on Social Media like YouTube and Twitch, true to TheFatRat’s tradition of making his songs available for creators without the hassle of demonetization.

LISTEN TO “HUNGER” HERE

“I grew up listening almost exclusively to classical music until I was 10 years old. Works from Mozart and Beethoven are much more complex than today's music, which I always found inspiring. And with “Hunger” I wanted to bring some of that complexity into a modern electronic song.” - TheFatRat

“Hunger” continues the story of two siblings living under dire circumstances in the slums of a futuristic city which began in TheFatRat’s last single, “Out Of The Rain.” The younger brother has the ability to dream, plan and create while the older sister is the protector with the ability to fight, kill, and destroy despite only wanting peace. You can view the trailer for the first single HERE. “While the first Chapter “Out Of The Rain” established the story's setting, “Hunger” shows the main characters and their relationship,” explains TheFatRat. As time passed, they aged and continued to reside in the squalid shanties atop the garbage-strewn hills. The older sister fights valiantly to protect her brother and his robotic insects he creates out of trash, even if it means killing against her wishes. With his third release of the year, the go-to-artist for Esports brands like ESL and Dreamhack has expanded on “Out of the Rain” with a touching story of family protection in “Hunger,” giving us the strength to conquer life challenges. The narrative track goes beyond electronic music to create a real-world impact, and is a song that not only feeds the soul but also the poverty stricken families and communities in Manila through its collaboration with Purple Community Fund.

“We all know that the disparity between rich and poor is a huge problem,” says TheFatRat. “While we certainly need solutions on a political level, each and every one of us needs to help to solve that problem right now. Donating all revenue from “Hunger” to the Purple Community Fund is a start for me to better the lives of the poorest people in the world and to help as many children as possible to get education and improve their families’ lives.”

TheFatRat envisioned the artwork for this song with the main characters living in trash mountains and while looking for inspirational images he found the Manila trash mountains, where children and their families live in the fuming, malodorous and often poisonous trash. They live from picking and selling trash, eating the thrown away leftovers from fast food restaurants. “This really hit me hard,” TheFatRat said. “After seeing sad and helpless children and even babies crawling in the trash, I knew I wanted to help.”

TheFatRat paired up with the Purple Community Fund to help children in Manila to get education. Therefore, TheFatRat will be donating 100% of the revenue of “Hunger” to the PCF. He would be really happy to have his fans donate as well to make an even bigger impact. Each 50 Euro a month supports one child to go to school and the long term goal is to help every child in the landfills. You can make a contribution at this link: www.thefatrat.com/charity.

Known for his production and leadership in the gaming music community, with his music being used in popular video games like the top-grossing Dota 2, Rocket League, Rolling Sky and Game For Peace, you can instantly hear the subtle influences of his tried and true sounds on the track. This production starts with a gentle symphoric sound of violins giving a nostalgic feel. A flute is added sounding like it comes from a fairy tale. The nice vocal matches the lyrics of the sister telling her brother not to worry and that she will do everything to protect him. As the song escalates, it gives a sense of hope and determination to achieve her goals. The driving bass drops with emphatic horns give a dramatic effect of how the girl is willing to fight to the end of the world for her brother. The song ends with her whispering to her brother to reassure their safety and the final drop to build anticipation and tease their upcoming journey. The lyrics for “Hunger” can be found HERE.

Following his first track of 2023, “Monkeys,” TheFatRat started his epic saga with “Out Of The Rain,” marking the extraordinary collaboration with the alternative electronic singer-songwriter Shiah Maisel. He capped 2022 with his December release of “Back One Day” with NEFFEX, the vocal version of his globally trending instrumental “Xenogenesis,” which had accumulated hundreds of millions of TikTok views and participation from celebrities such as Nick Kroll on The Tonight Show, Lil Nas X, and massively popular YouTuber Collins Key. Prior to that, TheFatRat released “Ghost Light,” the seductive and saxophone-heavy trap-leaning collaboration with award-winning K-Pop band EVERGLOW.

TheFatRat’s highly-anticipated lore-filled debut ten-track album PARALLAX was released in September 2021. As is still a tradition, each song from the album was premiered on YouTube followed by an interactive Discord chat hosted by TheFatRat with collaborators and thousands of his fans. The album, artwork, and lyrics from PARALLAX tell their own cohesive story filled with imaginative characters and fantasy settings that have been referenced in his past projects, with each single sharing new chapters of the story. This lore is a huge interest for his rabid fans, who speculated wildly on online forums about the meaning of each release and guessing what was coming next.

[shuttershocky]

I recently got interested in dota, but as someone who does not have a 4 stack of friends what is an easy way to learn the game? I started watching tournaments, but while they did teach me how the games are structured I still lack the awareness and knowledge of my role to play with others

Let me start off by saying Dota is truly best played with a squad, or even just a single friendly teammate. If you don't have any friends to play with you, I recommend making a post at r/Dota2 with your region stated, asking if anyone would like to team up. The community there is friendlier to newbies than the average pubber, you might get lucky!

Now as for learning Dota, there's no one who's more experienced in teaching new players than Purge and his new player guide. While the guides themselves are technically incredibly outdated (by half a decade), the basics he teaches such as setting up your controls, items, warding, the various disable types, etc are all still relevant and all critical information for new players to learn. Purge is the guy Day9 from Starcraft hit up to teach him how to play the game in the year Day9 was supposed to host The International, he's the real deal with teaching the basics.

I also suggest playing vs bots first. You can do matchmaking vs bots where you get paired up with 4 other humans to play vs a team of bots. It's a very low stakes environment as even the Unfair difficulty bots are easily exploitable, so it's a good way to learn the game. Once you're having too much of an easy time playing Vs Bots, then you can try playing against humans.

When playing against humans, remember to hit that mute button whenever someone's toxic, and hit that high five button whenever your teammate makes a good play. At low-medium skill levels winning is often extremely reliant on which team is cooperating more (since at low skill level people don't know how to actually end a game), so fostering a sense of camaraderie will take you a long way.

Finally, if a game of regular Dota 2 takes too long or you're just finding it a bit too stressful for a newbie to learn, there's always Turbo Mode. It's the Easy mode Dota 1 had, where getting killed doesn't take away your gold, and everyone gets gold and experience like 2x faster so everyone's just getting super rich and brawling a lot without too much regard to strategy. It's a lot of fun and a great way to learn what every hero does, as well as just how powerful these heroes can really get if they have a ton of gold.

Have fun!

#Dota 2

[starlitmark]

Summary: The universe has a funny way of working; maybe you should let it do what it plans. Pairing: ragdoll kitty!Taeyong x fem!reader x dutch rabbit!Doyoung Tropes: hybrid au, high school au, uni au Genre: fluff, angst Rating: PG Warnings: hybrids, mentions of prejudice, language, anxiety, breakups Part 1 Word Count: 6,409 Note: thank you to @kthpurplesyou @raibebe and @daesukiii​ for beta/ proofreading this!!!

Part 2

Neo Hybridverse Masterlist || Dotae Masterlist

High School: Spring of Freshman Year

You love this little fair your friend dragged you to. It was in the town neighboring yours, but you can’t be bothered by that. You enjoy the rides and snacking on fair foods (mainly funnel cake). Her mom dropped you off here and told you to call her when you were ready to return to your friend’s home. You were doing your best to keep your slightly younger friend distracted. Throughout the entire night, she had been getting dirty looks, and you knew why: being a fox hybrid, she always got glares from people. It didn’t matter that she was genuinely one of the sweetest people you knew. They immediately assumed that she was shifty because of the pointed ears on her head.

“Hey, what about this?” she enthuses, dragging you in another direction.

“Slow down,” you laugh lightly, “we can stay as late as my curfew.”

She’s far too excited about whatever she sees. Suddenly though, she stops dead in her tracks. The abrupt stop makes you nearly knock her to the ground. Her tail gently bats against your shin; she’s focusing on something. You see a boy around your age when you look where she’s looking. He’s some sort of cat hybrid; his ears are a pale grey, and his tail matches the shade, with the underside white.

You nudge her, hoping to regain her attention. You gently run a finger along her silver ear when nudging her doesn’t work, making it twitch reflexively. She pins her ears down to her hair, showing you her annoyance.

“Why are you staring at that boy? You like him?” you tease.

She makes a gagging noise, “No! That’s my cousin!”

“He’s a… cat hybrid?”

She huffs at you, “Our grandma is a kitty, but grandpa is a fox. His mom is a kitty, and my mom is a fox. Did you not pay attention to your biology class?”

“I haven’t gotten to the genetics unit of the course yet…”

She doesn’t respond and instead drags you toward the kitty hybrid. Your younger friend seems to be fixated on getting to him. She holds onto your hand tightly and weaves through the crowd. Once you’re close enough, she starts tiptoeing to sneak up on him. Not that she really needed to be quiet. It was a loud public setting, after all. She looks back at you with a sly grin before taking a deep breath and barking. The kitty boy jumps a mile high due to the shock, adding a hiss in for good measure.

“What the hell?” he whines, “That was completely unnecessary.”

“No, it wasn’t!” she laughs, “I scared you. It was fun!”

“Whatever, what are you doing here anyway? I’m surprised your mom let you come out here. Ya know, with being a baby still.” he teases.

“I am not a baby!” the fox whines

“You’re still in middle school.” he deadpans.

She ushers you to stand beside her, “I’m not alone! I have my friend with me.”

You finally get a good look at the boy in front of you. He’s gorgeous. He’s not extremely tall, though; that can change still, and he has eyes that suck you in and hold you hostage. He has a smile resting on his lips. It’s pretty. You’ve had a few crushes before, but none of them made your heart beat the way it is when you look at him. You can’t say a single word when you make eye contact with him. Your mouth opens and closes several times, but no words come out.

“Oh! This is my cousin, Taeyong.” she explains, “He’s a year older than you.”

“Do you go to the high school here?” You shake your head, “No, I live a town over. She just dragged me here for the fair.”

“Well, if you ever want someone to hang out with that isn’t her, you know me now.” He pats his sides briefly before pulling a pen out of his pocket.  

“Can I have your hand for a second?” you give him your hand. He writes a phone number on it—the feeling of the pen tickling against the heel of your palm as he writes. “That’s my number. I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to answer all the time. My mom is rather… insistent on phone time limits… but I’ll answer whenever I can.”

He offers you a sweet smile, then rubs his hand against his younger cousin’s hair. She makes an odd noise and pushes his hand away. She quickly moves to fix her hair and the fur of her ears. He chuckles at her, smiling like she’s his younger sister rather than a cousin.

“I’ll see you for dinner tomorrow, dummy,” he affectionately teases.

“You won’t,” she calls after him, “She’s staying over tonight.”

“So I’ll just see both of you!” he calls back, not turning around still.

Taeyong disappears into the crowd, his bushy grey tail swishing as he walks, and you’re left with your younger fox friend. She looks at you to gauge your thoughts. You’re not sure where your thoughts are at the moment. You look down at your palm where his number is written. The blue ink seems to jump out.

“You like him, don’t you?”

“What?! I just met him. What are you talking about?”

“You like him,” she sing-songs, “I should have you text my mom to pick me up, and you can stay here and find Taeyong again. He’s probably hanging around that bunny boy he’s friends with.”

“Do not.” you whine, “Let’s just go back to yours… I wanna charge my phone.”

When you return to your friend’s house, she’s half asleep. She hardly processes what’s happening as she does her nightly routine. You chuckle at her behavior and follow suit, plugging your phone in for good measure. You’re not nearly as exhausted as her, but you don’t know where her sudden exhaustion came from. She flops down on her bed and almost instantly is asleep. Her mom had set up a mattress on the floor beside her bed for you to sleep on.

You lay down on the makeshift bed for a while, not doing anything for a moment. Then your mind starts wandering to what happened earlier in the afternoon. Taeyong seemed to be rather intriguing, not just in physical appearance. Yes, he’s drop-dead gorgeous, but something about his aura also makes you insanely curious about the kitty hybrid. Shifting your weight, you look over at your charging phone. It’s within reach, and you haven’t yet added his number to your phone. Now’s good a time as ever, you suppose. Shimmying your way up the mattress, you reach out for your phone. You’re nearly blinded by the brightness, having adjusted to the room’s darkness. You type the number on your palm into your phone and get a giddy, butterfly feeling when it is saved. Your fox friend was teasing you when she claimed that you like him, but maybe an itty bitty crush is developing. It probably won’t go anywhere, though, he goes to a different school, and you probably won’t see him more than once a month, if that.

You at 10:45pm || Hey! Just letting you know this is y/n :)

Taeyong at 10:46 pm || Hi :D what are you doing awake still?

You at 10:46 pm || Your lovely cousin fell asleep already and I’m just not tired

Taeyong at 10:48pm || So I’m a second choice 😞 || I see how it is 😞

You giggle slightly at his message and quickly quiet yourself when your friend shifts on her bed. You know her hearing is sensitive, but you can never be sure how sensitive it is, especially when sleeping. Sometimes it’s extremely sensitive, and she sleeps like the dead other times. When you’re sure she’s still asleep, you look back at your screen to see another message from Taeyong.

Taeyong at 10:51 pm || I can’t sleep either. Wanna maybe call? We don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable or if my cousin decided to be a light sleeper tonight.

You at 10:52 || I’d really like that actually 😊

It only takes a few more moments before your phone vibrates with an incoming call. You let it ring a few times, feeling how your heartbeat slightly picks up in pace. Finally, you press the accept button and stay quiet. You’re not sure what you’re meant to say.

“I thought you weren’t going to answer for a minute,” you hear Taeyong chuckle.

“I wouldn’t do that,” you respond, “I said I wanted to chat after all.

There’s a short moment of silence. It’s not immensely awkward, but it’s not extremely comfortable. You hear him sigh, and you hum in response. When he doesn’t respond, you speak up louder.

“What’s on your mind?” you question.

“Nothing.”

“Taeyong,” you respond, “we’ve only known each other for a few hours, but I know something’s off.”

He chuckles. “You and Doyoung would get along. He always knows when something’s wrong.”

There’s another short pause between you. Neither of you says a thing, but you hear something akin to a trill. You chuckle lightly as you reposition to be lying on your side.

“What’s Doyoung like? I think I should at least have an idea considering I’m meeting him tomorrow.”

“You hardly know me, and you’re already trying to get to my best friend,” he teases.

“It’s not like-”

“I know, I know,” he replies, “Doyoung… is a pain in my ass,” he laughs, “Seriously though, he’s an amazing friend. I don’t know what I’d do without him. He’s saved me more than a few times.”

“He seems like a good friend to you,” you say, yawning afterward.

“You already getting tired?” Taeyong teases again.

“A little. I still wanna talk, though.”

“We can keep talking. Fall asleep when you want to,” he offers.

You chat for a few more minutes before your eyelids get heavy. You’re not sure when you stopped responding to Taeyong or when you entirely fell asleep, but you felt happy and comfortable. It just seemed right to talk with him as if you’ve known each other forever.

“You bitch!” you wake up to your friend yelling in your ear, “You told me you didn’t have a crush on Taeyong!”

“H-huh?” you grumble, half asleep, “What are you talking about?”

“Explain this!” she enthuses, holding your phone up.

You were still on a call with the older kitty hybrid, clocking in at just over 10 hours. You don’t have anything you can say to your silver fox friend. That’s when you hear a noise similar to a purr mixed with a meow. Your younger friend smirks, and you give her a look to beg her not to do anything.

“Good morning, dearest cousin!” she chirps, “Did you sleep well?”

“What the fuck?” he groans.

You huff before snatching your phone from her hand. She makes a bark-like noise and flops down on her bed.

“Good morning, Taeyong,” you sigh, “Sorry I forgot to hang up last night.”

“No, no,” his voice is still laced with sleep, “I fell asleep not long after you. I should’ve hung up before I fell asleep.”

“O-okay, I’ll see you tonight at dinner, right?”

“Yeah, see you tonight.”

You hang up the call and see your younger friend already giving you a knowing look. You roll your eyes at her and flop back on your makeshift bed. You know she wants an explanation, and you simply don’t have one.

You go about your day without addressing the elephant in the room. You enjoy your time with her as you always do. Then dinner rolls around. You’re expecting Taeyong to treat you just like he does his cousin. When he walks through the door with his parents and another boy, you’re confused at first before you notice the greyish-brown rabbit ears on his head. They stand out against his dark hair, but you find it rather cute. You deduce that the other boy must be Doyoung, the rabbit friend Taeyong mentioned to you last night.

Another surprise follows the initial one of meeting Doyoung. Taeyong walks right up to you and stops meer steps from you.

“Can I give you a hug?” he asks.

“Y-yeah, you can,” you offer a shy smile.

Taeyong wraps his arms around you, and when you wrap your arms around him as well, you can hear a soft purr escape his throat. His tail swishes out of happiness, lightly hitting your calf occasionally. When he pulls away, you see a big, bright smile resting on his lips. You immediately feel a smile taking over your lips as well.

“Since when do you have a girlfriend?” you hear someone call.

“Shut up, Doyoung. It’s not like that.”

“You sure? I can smell you, you know.”

Taeyong fully releases you and drags his younger friend into another room. He likely assumes you’re out of earshot, but you’re not. Instead, you hear Taeyong scold his friend and tell him not to say anything about it. He had recently presented, you found out, and he still can’t fully control it at times.

The dinner is relatively uneventful. Between Taeyong’s mom and your friend’s mom bickering as any sister duo would - which is actually rather amusing to you, you and Taeyong share small glances throughout the meal. In turn, Doyoung gives his friend playfully disgusted looks whenever he does so, and your fox hybrid friend continually nudges you to give you a look that you choose not to decipher for the sake of your friendship. After you finish your dinner, you start to clean up your place. Taeyong isn’t far behind you. He hip-checks you lightly and offers you another shy smile.

“You wanna sit outside for a little bit? It’s really nice out, and the lightning bugs are beautiful at this time of night.” Taeyong asked, a little unsure.

“I’d love that,” you smile softly.

Your friend and Doyoung somehow disappeared into thin air when you turned around to see if they would be joining you. Something tells you they’re just watching some show in the living room with the adults, but you don’t bother trying to find them. You find yourself sitting on the back porch with Taeyong in silence for a few moments. It’s, again, a comfortable silence.

“You feel it too, right?” he asks.

When you look over at him, you can’t help but feel the air get stolen from your lungs. Even now, he looks gorgeous in just a plain hoodie and some jeans. The outdoor lighting strung across the porch beams make him look indescribable. He’s the most stunning and comforting person in the world.

“Feel what?” you ask, sliding closer to him on the couch on the porch.

“I don’t know,” he says, “Something between us just seems right.”

“Right meaning?”

“You wanna try dating?” he asks candidly.

“Trying to make sure I don’t get stolen away by your best friend?” you tease, nudging him before placing your head on his shoulder, “I like the idea of that.”

He laces your fingers together, “You still on spring break tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“How about a date then?”

“Who’s gonna drive me to our date?”

“I just started driving, so I can pick you up!”

You sit there for a few moments. It’s all so peaceful; the gentle sound of crickets and cicadas chirping are the only noises you hear. You didn’t think you’d get a boyfriend from the sleepover with your friend, but here you are.

Spring: Junior Year of High School

“Hey, baby! You still coming over today?” you ask over the phone.

“Yeah, I am,” Taeyong muses, “Jae asked me to drive him and his classmate to his house on the way.”

“Oh?” you ask, “Is it that Basenji he swears he hates?”

“Nosy, nosy,” your boyfriend teases.

“What?” you chuckle, “You know that boy is in love with her.”

“I know, I know,” he laughs back, “It is her, though. I can’t wait to see how it plays out.”

You’re lounging around your house waiting for Taeyong and, by proxy, Doyoung to get here. You’ve been texting back and forth with Doyoung. He’s always been your source of drama since you started dating his best friend. He told you how he swears that Jaehyun will start dating this girl by the end of the year, he even tried to make a bet, but you declined the offer.

You hear a knock at your front door, followed by your mother greeting the two guests. When you come downstairs, you already see the kitty and bunny hybrid standing in the entryway with your mom, sharing a few polite words. Upon noticing you, Taeyong drops his bag on the coat closet bench and slips past your mom and Doyoung to wrap you up in a hug and kiss the crown of your head.

“Sweetheart, I’m heading out for that board meeting. I’ll be back later, okay?” your mother hums.

“Okay, Mom, we’ll be okay here.”

“I know you will,” she smiles at you, and is out the door.

You and the two hybrid boys sit on the rug in your room. There’s a perfectly good small couch and a bed you can sit on, but somehow you all silently agree that the area rug was the most comfortable. You and Doyoung work on your homework for a shared class while Taeyong lets out different annoyed sounds across from you.

“You okay, kitty?”

“Yeah, I’m okay,” he sighs.

“You don’t sound okay,” Doyoung points out, putting his pencil down.

“I’m checking my application statuses to universities,” he admits, “There’s only like two that haven’t responded yet, the two I most want to go to. It’s stressful.”

Your heart drops a little bit, hearing what he’s doing. He’s often said he wants to go abroad for his degree. It’s a significant worry in your mind. You scoot toward him, abandoning the history notebook. You place your head against his shoulder, looking at his laptop screen.

“That’s really far away,” you note.

“Which one?” Doyoung asks, looking at his textbook still.

“University of Southern California,” Taeyong responds, “It’s an excellent school for journalism.”

“That- that is really far. So you’re really set on going abroad for university, huh?” Doyoung reiterates with worry in his tone.

Taeyong looks away from his laptop to his friend, then drops his gaze down to you. He can read you both like books. He knows you’re both worried about him. To ease your worries, he leans the top of his laptop down, not entirely shutting it, kisses your head, and gives Doyoung a sympathetic look. Taeyong lets his tail rest against your leg, something he’s been doing that helps comfort you.

“I won’t be gone forever,” he reassures, “It’ll just be four years. If I even get accepted, that is.”

“Four years,” you sigh, “What does that mean for…”

You can’t finish your sentence, a weird heaviness settling in your chest, making it unable to speak anymore. Taeyong wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you against him until you can feel his kitty ear pressed against your head. Doyoung just sighs and shifts in his spot. None of you speak. The weight of the unknown future is suddenly on you, and you don’t know how to take it.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there. Plus, we don’t know if I’ll get into USC.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s true. I don’t want to be a reason you didn’t go, though.” “You wouldn’t be-” he suddenly stops, his nostrils flaring. “Do you have any roses or rose-scented things in the house?” “No… why?”

“Doyoung…”

“What?” “We need to get you home. Now.”

You’ve never heard Taeyong speak to Doyoung in that tone before. Doyoung just honks at him, and for a moment, it seems that Taeyong is about to back down. But, instead, your boyfriend opens his laptop fully again and saves where he left off before grabbing his things and practically dragging Doyoung out of your room. You’re confused, but both hybrids seem to know what’s happening.

“You can be mad at me all you want, but you can’t be here right now,” Taeyong argues.

“I will not be taking orders from some strawberry-scented omega,” Doyoung bites.

Taeyong nearly gives in again but holds his ground.

“He’s presenting,” your boyfriend explains, “and he’s definitely an alpha. I need to get him back to his house before he triggers my heat.”

“What about-”

“I know, my love, we’ll discuss it later. I seriously need to get him home, though. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you smile softly, “Call me when you get home, okay?” “Okay,” he smiles.

He shoves Doyoung out the door while carrying all of their things. You watch as they drive away. Taeyong probably isn’t obeying the speed limit, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

A pit settles in your stomach; even though you know it’ll all work out in the end, it’s scary. You knew walking into this relationship that Taeyong would graduate, go to uni, and do most milestone things before you. But now, with reality catching up to you, it’s terrifying. You’ve already applied to the universities you want to attend. You and Doyoung did it together since you want to go into the same field of study. But hearing how determined your boyfriend of two years was, saying he wants to go abroad for university, makes you feel uneasy. You have older friends who warned you about the curse of relationships slipping through the cracks when university years roll around. Your relationship with Taeyong was stable even in just two years of dating, but the worry still exists in your mind.

Back in your room, you did your work without Doyoung’s (very needed) help. With nothing more to occupy your mind, you’re just pacing around your home with your mind wandering any place it so chooses. It floats everywhere. From what your younger fox friend has been up to. She got into a prodigious high school for music and has been thriving. Jaehyun has grown a lot in the time that you’ve known him. You first met when Taeyong and Doyoung introduced you to him. It was utterly accidental too. They had to pick Jaehyun up from a practice game because his parents were away, and he forgot to arrange a ride home. When you first met, he was barely taller than you. Now, he is quite a bit taller than you. You didn’t think someone could grow so much physically in a year and a half, but Jaehyun seemed to prove you wrong.

Then from there, your mind wanders off to your best friend. Taeyong told you that you would click well the first night you talked with Doyoung; he had been right about that. When you first got the chance to get to know him properly, you became two peas in a pod. Sometimes, that bond would be at Taeyong’s expense. You two tended to gang up on him. Doyoung quickly became your second shoulder to lean on, just the right amount of support and giving you the harsh truth when needed. Taeyong, of course, is your central support system, and you appreciate him for that. When he can’t be, though, Doyoung is the first person you go to. Sometimes, you think that if you hadn’t started dating Taeyong, you would’ve probably dated Doyoung. You don’t dwell on that thought much since you were utterly in love with Taeyong, and you don’t tell either of the boys either.

That’s when your mind lands on your boyfriend again. You didn’t know you could love someone so much until you met him. It seems naïve coming from a seventeen-year-old, but it makes sense to you. You’ve watched classmates cycle through partners as if it’s nothing. That’s something you couldn’t imagine doing, though. The relationship you have with Taeyong is something indescribable. That’s why the prospects of the future scare you so much. Nothing’s set in stone, though.  No matter how strong this bond might be with the potential of being across the world from him. You have hope but also know the reality of the situation. He’ll be studying almost all the time, and there will be a sixteen-hour difference with you ahead of him.

Your mind starts going down the dangerous black hole of ‘what ifs’ about the situation, which ruins your mood. Curling up on the couch, playing with the corner of a throw pillow, you let your mind run. You’ll likely be the only one home for a while. Your mom typically stays at the board meetings for her company pretty late to help extra and clean up. Dad is on another business trip, so he won’t return home.

Suddenly, there’s a knock at your front door. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion, and you look through the peephole in the door to see who it is. It’s Taeyong, a very excited one at that. His tail is flicking back and forth, his already sparkly eyes are sparkling even more, and his fluffy grey ears jut in different directions, constantly listening to everything around him.

You unlock the door and let him in. Before you can even get any words of greeting out, you’re wrapped up in a tight hug. Chuckling lightly, you hug Taeyong back and scratch the base of his kitty ear. He releases a purr and squeezes you impossibly tighter. Then, you process the sound of paper crinkling slightly. Finally, you pull back in his hold slightly.

“What’s that?” you ask with a wide smile.

“I was so excited that I didn’t get to let you know I got home. I opened it and immediately drove over here to tell you! Here, you read it!”

He releases you from the hug and hands you the paper. You unfold the letter, and it’s an official-looking one, and it’s in English. You’re doing well in your English class, but you can only pick out some parts of the letter due to its formality. Despite the struggle, you see the words ‘congratulations’ and ‘accepted’ at the beginning of the letter. Your heart pounds out of your chest when your eyes dart to the upper left corner, and you see the university’s emblem that you saw on the website Taeyong was looking at earlier, and you realize what it is. It’s an acceptance letter from the University of Southern California.

“I did it!” he practically bounces in his place, “I got in!”

“I- I’m so happy for you, kitty,” you smile, still processing it all, “Have you decided to go there, or are you still thinking about Kyunhee University too?”

“I wanted to go to USC the most out of all the places I applied to. I’m pretty set on going there. Why? Is everything okay?”

His eyes soften, and his ears and tail still show how attentive he is to your unsure state. You fold the letter shut like how you have received it. Then, handing it back to him, you nod.

“I’m excited for you. I really am. I’m scared, too, though, honestly. You’ll be so far away, and I’ve heard so many horrible outcomes for long distance from my classmates about breakups during university and-”

“Hey, listen to me,” he requests softly, gently cupping your face, “We still have another two and a half months before I need to move over there. So we’ll talk all the logistics out until then. Deal?”

You nod, “Deal.”

“I love you so much. I always will, even if-” he sighs, “Even if we need to take a break while I’m getting my degree. I’ll always come back to you.”

“I don’t want to do that,” you respond, pulling him into a hug.

He hugs you back and sighs again, “I know, baby. But if that’s healthiest for both of us, we need to think that way. As shitty as that sounds.”

High School: Summer before Senior Year

It’s mid-July when you find yourself in Taeyong’s home, helping him finish packing. You’re not as affectionate with him today, and you know he notices it. Usually, you’re attached to his hip, but today you’re on the opposite side of his room, packing an entirely different box for him. You seal the box with packing tape and pick it up to carry outside. Just as you’re about to leave the room, you feel Taeyong place a hand on your hip. His touch makes you freeze but don’t turn around to look at him. You don’t have to look at him to know he’s giving you a concerned look. He lets out a sigh before speaking.

“I know this is hard on you,” he admits, “It’s hard on me too. Please don’t take this out on me.”

You jerk out of his hold, “I’m not taking anything out on anyone.”

“Sweetheart,” he sighs, “I don’t want to argue with you right before I leave for university.”

“So don’t,” you state bluntly.

Not giving him a chance to argue, you start walking out of his family home and toward his car to put the box in it. Taeyong isn’t far behind you. You place the box in the trunk and turn to see him with his ears droopy and his tail not swishing happily like it typically is. Instead, he’s giving you a concerned look. It’s the same look he gave you when he first told you about his acceptance letter to USC. You know it’s selfish to want to keep him here in Korea with you, but you want that more than anything. It feels like he’s leaving you here while he’s off to have fun in a foreign country. He claims he’ll return after getting his degree, but four years is a long time to be away from your boyfriend, even with visits during his summer breaks. He puts his box down beside the one you carried in the car. Not ready to face him when your emotions are in such turmoil, you look away from him and try to skirt around him to retrieve another box.

“Look at me,” he requests, holding onto your shoulder gently.

“What do you need, Taeyong? We need to finish packing your car. You leave in the morning.”

“You’re mad at me. I know you are,” he admits, “What can I do to fix whatever’s wrong?”

“It’s not worth it, Taeyong. Let me get another box. You won’t be packed at this rate.”

Again you try to walk away, but he stops you again. This time, he grips your arm tighter than he had just held your shoulder. Finally, you hear him sniffle quietly, and that’s when you feel your heart drop. Not many times during your relationship have you seen Taeyong cry due to being upset.

“This isn’t a per- permanent thing. You know that right?” he tries to hold tears back.

“Taeyong,” you sigh, trying not to cry, “How will we survive this? I’ll be going off to uni next year. Between time difference and both of us in uni-”

You meet his eyes again and burst into tears. Taeyong pulls you to his chest and strokes your hair as you sob. Neither of you says anything for a few minutes. You know he’s crying, too, due to the uneven breathing beneath you. He has his cheek pressed against your head now, holding onto you as if he’ll never get to hold you again. Something isn’t right between you; unfortunately, you think you know what will come.

“C-can you look at me?” he requests quietly.

You pull your head away from his chest and look at his glassy, slightly red eyes. His ears are now pressed against his hair. They would’ve blended into his white hair if the fur of his ears didn’t have the grey bits to it. You’re trying so hard not to burst into tears again, seeing how worried he is despite being just as upset as you are.

“I-” you interrupt yourself with a sniffle, “I know what you’re thinking.”

“What am I thinking, my love?” he asks, worry laced through his tone.

“It’ll be better for us in the long run to take a break.”

“Is that what you feel?” he asks.

He lets go of you entirely and takes a step back. Suddenly the tiny space between you feels a mile wide. You wrap your arms around yourself tightly and look down at the ground, trying to compose yourself. Instead, you find yourself picking at the sides of your fingers to somehow calm yourself. It doesn’t work well.

“Taeyong,” you sigh, “you’re thinking it too. If it’s hard just packing, how will we deal with a sixteen-hour time difference?”

“If that-” he looks away, trying to hold his tears, “If that’s what you want. We’ll take a break.”

“Is that it? We’re just going to drop everything here?” you can’t help but let hurt invade your voice.

“We aren’t dropping anything,” he frowns, “We’re just- we’re putting things on pause until I get home.”

You meet his eyes again and give him a tight-lipped smile. You don’t know what you expected. You told him a break was what needed to happen. Maybe you wanted him to fight for your relationship more, to try to hold on a little tighter. That wasn’t happening, though. You nod at him. An awkward tension fills the space between you.

“I- I guess I’ll be off then,” you sigh.

“Y/n,” he reaches out and squeezes your hand, “I’m not leaving you behind. I’m gonna come back for you, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll- I’ll just let you finish packing up. Keep in touch, okay?”

He nods, and with that, you walk to your car and start on your way home. Only now, you’re a single woman. You think for a while as you drive. Your mind wanders all over the place, and before you realize it, you’re not even going to your home anymore. You had subconsciously started making your way to Doyoung’s home. After weighing your options, you decided to just stay on this route and visit your best friend. There’s no point in bothering him with a call. More likely than not, he’s prepping for your last year of high school.

You pull up to his house and see his older brother about to get in his car. You know Gongmyun enough, but you need more of a relationship to stop and talk, so you opt just to wave at him and continue on your way to the door. His mom is already opening the door before you can climb the porch steps. The brightly smiling bunny hybrid pulls you into a warm hug. It’s nothing new for her to hug you, but she’s never embraced you so tightly.

“I know you needed that,” she comments when she pulls out of the hug, “You don’t need to tell me what’s wrong. I’m sure Doyoung is about to get an earful of that,” she smiles at you.

“Thanks,” you sigh, fighting against the tears welling up again. “I’ll probably stick around for dinner, too, if that’s okay. My parents are working night shifts again, and being home doesn’t feel-”

She smiles softly and squeezes your shoulder, “Enough of that. You’re always welcome here. Now, go rant, scream, cry, whatever you need. He’s up in his room.”

She jerks her head towards the stairs and gives you one last comforting smile. You pass by the wall of family pictures they have on the stairwell. Seeing how much love and comfort resides in these walls is always heartwarming. The only other place you feel more comfortable is Taeyong’s home. Well, it was, at least.

As suspected, Doyoung is hunched over his desk, looking at an essay he needs to write for the advanced literature class he opted to take. His ear twitches towards you, and he looks at your dejected facial expression. Then, without a word, he stands up and wraps his arms around you in a hug. You practically melt into his hold. You didn’t even realize you needed a hug from him until it was already happening. Sobs start to fall from your lips as tears soak his shirt. Still, he hasn’t said a word. Standing there, he lets you cry on him as long as you need. You’re unsure how much time passes, but you eventually feel your sobs slow until they simmer to a sniffle. When you pull back, you notice a rather large wet spot on his shirt from where you had been crying on him.

You wipe your eyes, “Sorry about that.” Your voice comes out rather meek.

He shakes his head at you, “I’ll just change it. What happened that you came crying to me instead of Yongie?”

“Oh… um…”

“Do I need to go beat his ass?” Doyoung asks with a sharper tone.

You shake your head and sit on his bed while he goes to his closet to find another shirt. You’re accustomed to him and Taeyong shamelessly changing their clothes (the upper half) in front of you. Nothing could make you uncomfortable at this point in your friendship. Doyoung’s large beige ears are upright. His head turned so he could listen to whatever you needed to tell him. When you remain quiet, he turns to you with a clean shirt on and gives you a puzzled yet concerned look. Then, he sits beside you and fixates his eyes on you.

“Y/n, tell me what’s going on,” he says softly, “Something’s off right now.”

“We broke up,” you respond in a shaky voice.

“When? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“You would’ve heard it from one of us eventually,” you sigh, “Just now, I drove straight here after it all.”

He doesn’t press any further. He hugs you again. You end up sitting on his bed, semi-cuddling while talking about anything that comes to your mind. You know he’s distracting you from everything, but you don’t plan to stop him soon, either. Even after a delicious dinner, his mom makes for the family (plus you), you end up staying longer and hanging out with him. It’s nice to know that even though breaking up with his best friend earlier in the day, you still have Doyoung to rely on through it all.

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Kim Seokjin!

Hi! This is a Kim Seokjin based blog and I'll mainly post about him. Also, I may write about him with other characters from other fandoms kinda strange am I right? I've been thinking about it for quite awhile now so I thought "Maybe I should make It come true?" And that was how this blog was made! If you do not like my posts please be kind and leave nicely without any complaints. Anyways, feel free interacting whenever as I am very social and will try to talk to someone whenever (yall can call me lans)

As of now I'll only be writing for these fandoms:

Call of Duty

Overwatch

Mortal Kombat

Dota 2

Furthermore will be added as I find interest in a certain game and will delve deeper inside of it.

Jin will only be paired with male characters from those fandoms (i'm only fond with writing male characters so sorry.)

That is all that I have for now, hope you all enjoy my blog and enjoy my upcoming posts cause its about to get rowdy ‼️

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