#explains why i wrote this lmao i think it's cute though and that's all that matters

[seabirdtxt]

It's been a while since I made a request to a blog, but I really enjoy your writing, and your AUs got my brain going with ideas (especially the Glitch AU). It has me thinking about how our favorite little Puppet boys would react to some of the... interesting hobbies I have: two of those being things like Doll making/repainting, and cosplaying/ general fantastical costuming.

I feel like both of these hobbies have the potential to lead to both hilarious situations and moments of being a bit... perturbed at best (especially doll making: the random assortment of doll limbs being places, or having naked dolls that are precariously hung from the ceiling to finish drying from paint jobs).

I do know that at least Kabukimono and Wanderer (Scara might have forgotten since he hadn't used the skill in a long time, and Wanderer likely relearned it) know how to sew, so the sewing part could be cute bonding time.

Could be platonic or romantic in nature: both would be fine. And also, fully understand it will probably take you time to get to this, of you even get to it at all. I just appreciate you taking the time to read this request~! Can't wait for your next bits of work: hope you have a wonderful day~!!! 💕💕💕💕

hey!! thanks so much for your request!! this was a funny idea bc i can't imagine any of scara's iterations being any good at collaboration but for all separate reasons lmao

I'm not too knowledgeable about doll making but hopefully you like this anyway :D i wrote it as a bit of a glitch!AU spinoff in my mind, but feel free to imagine any other scenarios these three clowns might come together for hahaha WC. 1.3k

----- ⚘ -----

When the three puppets were told not to enter your room and disturb your hobby workstation, this isn’t what they had in mind. Wanderer thought maybe you did something embarrassing as a hobby, Scaramouche thought it might be something potentially dangerous especially if you intended to keep it a secret from them, while Kabukimono was certain that you did some sort of artistic craft that you preferred to keep hidden until the end product was finished.

All three of them were right, in some way or another. 

The three of them stand in your workshop, staring in horror at the dozens of separated doll components you’d strung up around the edges of the room. Scraps of tiny, doll-sized outfits were scattered around your desk, and a half-painted doll head was mounted on some sort of device in the middle of the chaos. The doll’s single painted eye watches their trespassing with silent judgment.

You’re glad you find them out so soon, and you have exactly three seconds to stop them from touching anything in the workshop.

“WhatareyouguysDOINGinhere?!” Nailed it. 

Kabukimono leaps a vertical foot into the air out of fright at your sudden and shrill outburst, while the other two react in more subdued manners before turning around to face you, standing in the doorway behind them. Your arms are outstretched, palms forward, and you’re braced as though you’re anticipating some sort of impact.

“Don’t. Touch. Anything.” You warn. “Not all of these are dry, and if you smudge anything I’ll have to restart them.”

“Why do you have a bunch of dismembered doll corpses?” Scaramouche asks, jerking his thumb at the precariously hanging doll components.

“A seller in Inazuma asked me if I could help him finish a few dolls, since I told him I used to do it as a hobby back in my world.” You explain, not dropping your guarded position. “If any of you want to eat dinner this week, I suggest you step away from the dolls. Slowly.”

“Can you not call them that?” Kabukimono complains to Scara as the trio carefully shuffle out of your workshop. “They’re not corpses, they just haven’t been put together yet.”

“Well, they aren’t alive either, so what’s your point?” 

“If you need some help completing them, I can pitch in.” The three of you look wide-eyed at Wanderer, who seems to immediately regret making the offer. He shrugs and looks away quickly. “Or not. Whatever.”

“I’d love some help,” you start hesitantly. “But what did you want to help with?”

“I can sew the clothes, I guess.”

Scaramouche’s nose wrinkles at this statement. “You can sew?”

“Why is that so surprising?” Wanderer counters, reaching into the inner lining of his haori and showing off a small, familiar cloth doll. Instantly, Kabukimono is patting himself down with a frantic expression, before pointing at Wanderer accusingly.

“Where did you get that?! I lost it a long time ago!”

“Heh, of course you did.” Wanderer smirks. “I made mine. What, are you telling me you never thought of making yourself a new one?”

“I was never good at doing the small stitches…” Kabukimono pouts, crossing his arms and eyeing the doll jealously. 

“That aside,” Wanderer continues, turning to you. “I can help you finish the clothes for your project dolls. The faster you can finish them, the faster you can retrieve the commission for them, right?”

“That’s true, I guess,” you acquiesce, already running the math in your head. If you could get the commission for the dolls early, you might not have to budget as hard this week. 

“I wanna help too!” Kabukimono declares, raising his hand (a bit redundantly, given he’s standing right next to you).

“Whatever,” Scaramouche snorts and waves dismissively as he begins to walk away. “If that’s what you nerds want to waste your time on, be my guest. As long as you don’t make it my problem, I don’t care what you do in your free time.”

“Party pooper,” you say, sticking out your tongue at his retreating back. “Well, what do you say, guys? Let’s get this bread?”

“Sure,” Wanderer nods, heading back into the workshop.

“What does bread have to do with dollmaking?” Kabukimono asks, even as he’s herded into the room by you.

“I’ll explain later, let’s finish up these bad boys first,” you promise, and the workshop door closes behind you.

----- ⚘ -----

“I made another sword!” Kabukimono declares, hurrying over to your workbench and showing off the tiny doll-sized sword he’d made. The fifth one, so far.

“That’s great, buddy!” You give him a pat, to his delight. “I think we’re okay on swords for now, though, d’you wanna try making something else this time?”

“Okay!”

Wanderer looks up from where he’s sitting cross-legged on the floor, a few pins sticking out of his mouth as he uses them to hold his patterns in place. 

“Did your toymaker guy say what kinds of dolls he wanted?” He asks, holding up another utilitarian-looking outfit. “I can’t imagine this is what he had in mind when he asked for your help.”

“I mean, these are kind of edging into action figure territory,” you shrug. “But that’s probably fine. There’s a market out there for everything, nowadays.”

“Make a kimono that looks like the Shogun,” Kabukimono suggests, handing Wanderer some purple fabric. “Everybody likes the Shogun, right? She should be pretty popular.”

You and Wanderer both wince (for different reasons) at Kabukimono’s well-meant statement. However, Wanderer does take the purple fabric and sets it gently aside, and you wonder if he’ll take the suggestion after all. 

“Are you losers done in here? I’m tired of doing the dishes for two days straight,” Scaramouche kicks the door in, uncaring of the delicate work you three are doing. Thankfully, the risky parts are all done, so nothing suffers any damage with his sudden entrance. Scara drops three bowls onto your workbench, each piled with fried rice and vegetables.

“Ha, you’d make a great housewife,” Wanderer snickers, earning himself a smack on the back of his head. “Ow.”

“Thank you!” Kabukimono takes his bowl and brings it to where he’s working on something, hopefully not another sword. 

“Thanks,” you say as well, giving Scara a genuine smile. The puppet scowls and leaves as quickly as he’d come in.

“Don’t bother! It doesn’t benefit anyone if you drop dead from starvation, you know?” he sneers over his shoulder as he slams the door shut. 

There’s silence as you three eat the lunch that was generously provided, stacking the bowls and putting them beside the door for when you guys go for your next break.

“I think I’m done after I finish this last outfit,” Wanderer sighs, holding up the unfinished garment. It looks hilarious in his hands, a cheerful pink and purple kimono in stark contrast to his deadpan expression.

“I’m almost done too!” Kabukimono adds, holding up his latest project: a doll-sized armor set. You smile gratefully at the both of them, even as you rub your temples with a sigh.

“Okay, great, I’ll put these together and bring them to the toymaker later this afternoon, then!” You say, hoping you sound enthusiastic about it. You think about the mismatched collection of outfits and sword accessories, wondering how you were going to sell this to your temporary employer. 

----- ⚘ -----

As it turns out, if there’s one thing Inazumans like, it’s swordsmen. The toymaker looks in awe at your half dozen tiny samurai, handing you a pouch of mora with a pleased word of thanks. 

As you’re headed back home, you get a telepathic message from Wanderer.

KABUKIMONO WANTS TO KNOW WHEN WE’RE GETTING MORE DOLLS.

‘He fired me, we’ll have to do something else,’ you think back, hoping you don’t sound too guilty in your head.

As much as you love these guys, you aren’t sure you could take another two days straight of having to collab with them. Hopefully buying some treats on the way home will placate them.

—– ⚘ —–

^ reader trying to juggle all three scara iterations without breaking any of the dolls LMAO

#genshin sagau #genshin self aware au #sagau #self aware genshin #genshin isekai #genshin scaramouche #sagau scaramouche #genshin wanderer #sagau wanderer #genshin kabukimono #sagau kabukimono #sagau x reader #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #kabukimono x reader #seabird.txt #seabird.inbox #littlemistermedley

[raelle-writing]

DFF is such great show and I enjoy the portrayal of the characters and the plot. Although I am not much into JinPhee ship (even though their scene was hot) - meaning I won't actively search fics of them;-D. But I absolutely don't understand the hate this ship gets. Or Jin character gets? Like, did I miss something? Why there is so much hate towards this pairing? I don't get it. Or do they dislike Jin character so much?

So I think there are 3 main reasons that people hate PheeJin and specifically Jin as much as they do, and I'll see if I can explain it coherently below lmao

First is cultural differences.

I've noticed that by and large a lot of the hatred directed at Jin comes from international fans being extremely harsh, and I think it's partially because they don't understand some of the nuance of Thai culture. Which to be fair, why would they?

One aspect is that they get angry that Jin lied to the police without taking into account that the police are corrupt - both in the narrative and also in Thailand in general.

Another is they get mad at Jin for recording Non - which to be fair, really does suck lmao. But they make it about Jin recording Non instead of reporting the assault happening, without taking into consideration that the age of consent in Thailand is 15, which means that what happened with Non and Keng isn't technically statuatory rape. Still bad and awful and Non was coerced and assaulted, don't get me wrong - but that makes it slightly less clear cut IMO when it comes to the question of Jin seeing Non "cheating."

You can even see within the show that the reactions to that video are by and large slut-shaming and not "omg that kid was assaulted."

So to recap: Taking the video = bad. But I think people get a bit too self-righteous about the reasons why Jin took it.

Second is purity/cancel culture.

I'm sure it hasn't escaped your notice that in the internet age, if you make one mistake you're a terrible, irredeemable person and should be canceled forever. I think that's playing a part in this. All of the characters make mistakes, and because of that they're all irredeemable pieces of shit who deserve to die. Except for Non who is just a victim and has never done anything wrong (sarcasm).

In seriousness, I think that's part of it. And the fact that Non is SO sympathetic it kind of overrides people's sympathies for the other characters. I'm not 100% sure why people hate Jin the most out of everyone else considering he's the one who has tried to help Non the most out of the friend group... I guess they just have higher standards for people who try to help? Idk. Either way it seems to me that they expect Jin to be a perfectly-well-adjusted little hero who always does what's right and never makes mistakes. Instead of what he really is: a kid.

And last is fan favorites/shipping.

A big part of the reason that PheeJin shippers are getting so much hate is because TaCode shippers and PheeNon shippers have decided their ship is The Ship of the series, and think that Phee is just using Jin for revenge and anyone who genuinely ships PJ is fucked up, etc.

It's just ship war bullshit waged by largely Barcode stans, but it's certainly tiresome.

To be clear, I have nothing against PheeNon. I am of the opinion that Phee and Non were a cute high school romance that wouldn't have lasted because they had conflicting styles of showing affection and love (I'll write a post about it someday lol) but that doesn't mean I hate the ship. I thought they were very cute and it was fun to see TaCode on screen since I wrote MacauChay in my KPTS days ahahaha I just like the spice and fire of PheeJin better, and Jin is my favorite character.

I just wish that PheeNon shippers would live and let live instead of acting like they're waging some moral war. They were even crying in BOC's comment section on IG today after they posted the PheeJin poster for episode 9 saying "nooooo Phee is there for revenge he can't really have feelings for Jin!" It's exhausting... 🫠

General disclaimer: if you don't like Jin or like PheeNon better I'm not saying any of the above things applies to you. Everyone is entitled to their opinions, I'm just dissecting some of the over-the-top hate I've seen/experienced in fandom spaces lately.

#dff the series #dead friend forever #dff #pheejin #jin dff #phijin #phee DFF #non dff

[hypmicdaydreams]

hey hey~~ can i rq Samatoki or Jyuto for the kissing prompt? “In a bar” or “In a vehicle” and “confessing feelings”? Maybe drinking could be the way they bond with the person they’re interested in?? 👀 tysvmuchoooo!!!!

This definitely veered much more into only “confessing feelings” than kiss prompt territory,, TT so sorry about that! it completely left my mind while writing it, but hope that’s fine!! I went with Jyuto since I haven’t written for him in a while. Hope I wrote him well? He’s always a little difficult for me lmao. Anywayy, please enjoy! Ty for the request 💙

kissing prompts: in a bar for confessing feelings

-pairing: jyuto iruma x gn!reader

-genre: fluff

-word count: ~680

either you have a much lower alcohol tolerance than jyuto, or you’ve just had more drinks than him.

regardless, he finds it a bit amusing to see you all drunk now, sitting in the bar with fluttery eyes and trying to stay awake. he now had some ammunition to use against you, at the very least.

“don’t you think you’ve had one too many drinks, y/n?” jyuto chuckles. of all the times he’s gone out for a drink with you, he’s never quite seen you so drunk before — only tipsy. it was honestly amusing for him, seeing how you try your best to keep your head up and eyes open. it was cute, he muses.

“i’m…not drunk,” you murmur. it’s not very convincing, especially with the pauses between your words; jyuto knew a drunk person when he saw one. “i can drink some more-”

“i don’t think so.” jyuto slides your half full (though he’d say half empty) glass away from you, which warrants a pout of yours. he should be immune to it, but instead, jyuto finds himself laughing; he was possibly a little tipsy himself at this point. i mean, your pout was all too cute. “i’m only looking out for you.” perhaps a bit much. jyuto cared for you after all, though it was a different type of care than he felt for his teammates. this one was…stronger? maybe? he couldn’t quite explain it, though jyuto wasn’t stupid and knew what it meant.

“..too much,” you slur, becoming a little incoherent already. “but that’s what i like about you.” oh? well that piques his interest, though maybe it shouldn’t have. you were drunk after all, but well, jyuto was a bit of a bastard.

“oh?” he smirks. “you like me?” well, he liked you too; jyuto is only teasing. you two were friends after all, so of course he’d like and care for you, though it felt more than that at times. it’s not like he’s an idiot — jyuto knew he held feelings for you. but hearing it from you first and foremost was much too entertaining, especially since you were drunk and had no clue. he probably wouldn’t let you forget this the very next day.

“of course,” you furrow your brows and deepen your pout. “you’re cute, you care, and even if you’re corrupt, your heart is still in the right place…i think.” real funny; he rolls his eyes, though jyuto is smiling all the more. which officer in his place isn’t corrupt, i mean?

“but i like you,” you murmur again. your head begins to fall slightly, and your eyes droop. sleep was already starting to overtake you, head already resting on the bar table. the warmth from the alcohol was too comforting and lulling, and besides, you felt safe around jyuto. “i hope that someday,” your voice begins to dissipate, “you’ll see me as more than a friend..”

you’re fast asleep in moments, stirring slightly when jyuto pokes you to make sure that you were indeed knocked out. he sighs; it was going to be a headache to figure out how to get you home, though at least the two of you lived relatively close by. he was thankful for that.

you look so peaceful, gentle smile on your lips and snoring lightly — it’s adorable, he smiles. more than a friend? your words resonate within his mind. well, of course jyuto liked you more than a friend already; he just never confessed before, more so because he didn’t entirely see the point right now. why ruin a perfectly good friendship? it simply didn’t make any sense.

but now that you had pretty much confessed, well, jyuto had to take you out on a proper date, no? he’s already planning all the places and times out. also, he’d have to do a proper confession as well, especially since you may not remember tonight.

jyuto sneaks another glance at your sleeping form. cute, he smiles, all warm and tipsy as well. what was he going to do with you?

#asks #requests #fluff #gender neutral reader #hypmic #hypnosis mic #jyuto x reader #jyuto iruma #fics #i didn't know where to include the kiss so it was omitted.. #i'm so sorry dear anon TT

[ritzyu]

Pretty Flower.

🌹Favorite line: "You kiss me then fuck her!?" Sorry I just had to lmao

🌹 pairing: Yeonjun x fem!reader

🌹 genre: angst, fluff (if you squint), and pinch of smut..

🌹 warnings: mentions of; violence, suicidal thoughts, blood, fictional disease- (hanahaki disease), coughing out blood and flowers, cursing, suggestive contents, pet names, unprotected sex, soft sex. if I miss something, please do tell me^^.

🌹 w/c: 8.9k

🌹 disclaimer(s): 

the header and dividers in this post were edited/made by me, so please don’t come at me for “not giving credit”. 

this does not represent txt’s Choi Yeonjun in any way. Everything that this post contains are all fiction. Please don’t take anything too seriously.

🌹 a/n: hi loves, I'm sorry this post took too long to update:( life happened so.. Anyways - This fic contains mature content. Please, Minors Do Not Interact. Oh and btw, the smut part will start under the red divider, and will end once you see the second red divider^^ (I said that bcs just in case y’all wanna skip it lmfao). thank you and I hope you enjoy! 

You and Yeonjun were both in the library, studying and preparing for the final exam you’ll be having in a few days, which was math. Yeonjun wasn’t really your classmate. He was a year ahead of you. His class were finished with their finals and other schoolwork, so he happily obliged when you asked him if he was able to help you study, since he didn’t have anything better to do and wanted to spend more time with you.

“So you multiply this term by that term then...” you mumble, tapping the end of your mechanical pencil on your chin as you stare down at the problem Yeonjun gave you as practice. Yeonjun smiled, seeing how cute you were, slightly struggling and so focused on solving the last question. 

“Okay, I’m finished!” with a proud and confident smile, you spun your paper upside down and slid it closer to Yeonjun’s side. He raised a brow at you before eyeing the piece of paper. He placed his index finger on it as he checked your answers. After ten seconds, he shook his head then gave you back your paper. Explaining how you did the last question wrong. 

Clicking his tongue, he wrote another two problems on a separate sheet of paper. “Come on Jjun! It was just one question!” you whined, making the man in front of you lift his head from the paper. “You know our rules, y/n. One wrong question, you get an extra two more to solve.” you crossed your arms and pout at him, a frown visible on your face. Yeonjun sighed.

“Fine. I’ll let you off the hook this time because your cute.” he leaned over to your side of the table and pinched your nose as he shakes your head. “Come on little one, I’ll get you something to eat for your hard work-” his sentence got cut short when someone suddenly spoke.

“That wouldn’t be necessary, Yeonjun.” it was Ryan, your boyfriend that Yeonjun thinks is a complete eyesore. You and Ryan had been dating for almost a year now. No matter how much you try to make Ryan and Yeonjun, whom was your best friend for almost half of your life, to get along, they just won’t cooperate.

Yeonjun always thought Ryan was a complete jerk and was just a fuck boy whom just had his cock inside women each and every night, he wasn’t wrong though. That’s why he was so surprised when you told him that you were dating the Ryan. You told him not to worry about you and told him that Ryan sounded sincere when he told you what he felt. He was disappointed, but didn’t want to just tell you to break up with Ryan because of what he believes he is, and he didn’t wanna seem that he was controlling your life, which wasn’t. He wanted you to be free and happy, so he just warned you to be careful and immediately tell him if Ryan did some fucked up shit.

“I’ll be taking her out.” Ryan then placed a hand over your shoulder, Yeonjun mentally rolled his eyes at that, he just nodded and waved goodbye to you and with that, he left without a word. You were looking back at him with a slightly upset face, he didn’t even give you a chance to thank him. 

“C’mon, baby” Ryan kissed you on the lips, you nodded then went out the library. You two were just having a normal conversation until his phone suddenly rang. He took it out of his pocket to check who it was. His eyes widened for a while once he checked who it was before turning to you. Just as when you were about to ask him who it was, he spoke, “Excuse me” he then turned around and walked a little bit away from you before answering the call. 

An agonizing five minutes of waiting passed and you then saw him coming back to where you were, his face looking tense and awkward, palm resting on the back of his neck. You sighed, knowing what words he was going to spit out now. “Sorry baby, I can’t go with you right now, it’s just an emergency and I need to go, I also can’t drop you home since it’s urge-”

“It’s alright,” you gave him a half lit fake smile, “I could just walk.” Ryan kissed your forehead and thanked you for understanding, then, he got in his car and left. 

It’s not like you cared anymore if he drops you home anyways, you got used to it. You didn’t wanna seem like a complete brat and while and complain about his reason more like excuses. You started walking home, but you felt a sudden tightness in your chest. You struggled to find you inhaler in your bag, and once you did you eventually dropped it, before you could even pick it up, someone else did. Yeonjun. 

“Woah there y/n,” he then immediately went to you and handed you your inhaler. Once you calmed down, you looked back at Yeonjun, who was looking back at you with eyes filled waves of concern. You thanked the man and he sighed. 

“He left you again, huh? That fucker.” chuckling awkwardly, you gently nudged your shoulder on his arm. “It’s alright Jju-” “No. It’s not. Aish.” he took your bag and slung it over his shoulder then took your hand in his. Opening the door to his car, he gestured his hand for you to go inside and you did, he then followed. 

He turned on the engine of his car and started driving, his finger tapping on the steering wheel. “Where are we going Jjun?”

“I’m driving you home. Something that that stupid excuse of a boyfriend, Ryan, can’t do.” you gulped, then silence filled the car. You both were sitting in complete silence as he drove you home. A few unbearable minutes passed, Yeonjun finally spoke.

“I’m sorry.” he started, “It’s just pissing me off that he just leaves you on the spot every fucking time.”

“He said it’s urgent-”

“It’s always like that. What? Is his mom always confined in the hospital every other day? Or maybe his little sister gets the flue for one whole week and suddenly she gets dengue the next week?” he scoffed, spinning the wheel with one hand, his eyes furiously focused on the road as he was driving into a familiar street that led to your home. “Darling, if he’s lying he sure is terrible at it, like everything else he does, for fucks sake.”

You just sat there in silence, you don’t know how you could defend your boyfriend now, every word Yeonjun had said was true though. He looked at your face, eyes filled with tears that threatened to fall any second now, he stopped the car right in front of your doorstep. 

“Shit.. I’m so so sorry y/n, I-..” you wiped the tears that already fell, sniffling, you waved a hand at him in protest, “It’s alright Jjun, I’ll.. I’ll try to talk to him about it next time we meet.” Yeonjun felt his heart ache. He then placed a hand on your cheek, cupping it and caressing it oh so gently as he draws circles around it with his thumb as a way for saying sorry and then nodded.

You opened the door of his car and got out, but before closing the door, Yeonjun spoke up once more, “By the way, y/n, I’ll be out of town for a few days, I’ll be visiting my grandparents, I’ll be sure to update you when I leave and when I get there, okay?” you smiled warmly, nodding in response. You then thanked him for earlier and wished him safe travels before he left. 

---

The next day, you received a message from Yeonjun at 7am;

Jjunnie<3

Good morning y/n, just wanted to update you that I’m all set to leave now. :)

To; Jjunnie<3

Hey Jjunnieee, good morning! Stay safe on your way there<3

Jjunnie<3

Thank you, bun<3

You smiled at your phone before finally deciding to get up and shower. It was Saturday and remembered that Ryan promised you that he’d take you out on a date today this afternoon. After showering, you dug into your closet to find some decent clothes. You finally settled on a cute pink skirt and plain white polo shirt, paired with white rubber shoes.

“He said he’d pick me up at 11am,” you mumble to yourself as you checked the time. “It’s 9:30.” you then clapped your hands once, smiling like an idiot. “I have plenty of time to get ready!”

An hour passed and you looked at yourself in your bathroom mirror, all dolled up. You made little jumps, not being able to contain your excitement. You looked stellar. From your hair and make up, to your outfit, humming in satisfaction at how cute you looked. 

You took your phone and black purse before heading out to wait for your boyfriend, Ryan, to come pick you up outside your house.

A thirty minutes passed, but he still wasn’t here. You shrugged, thinking that he must be a little late. 

Well, minute turned into hours. 2hours, to be exact. You were getting impatient, yet also, worried, so you took your bike and went to Ryan’s place to check up on him. When you did, you saw another car parked right next to Ryan’s. Thinking that he might just have a visitor, you calm down and knock at his door, but to your surprise, it creaked open when you knocked once. 

“Why would this man leave his door open like this, aish..” you whisper. You called out Ryan’s name a couple of times before letting yourself in. You scanned his living room, seeing as it was slightly, messy. You found a red purse lying down on the carpet, a laced bra hanging from the arm of the couch. You gulped, not wanting to believe the thoughts that were running into your head.

Just then, you heard.. noises, coming from upstairs. You didn’t wanna be nosy, but something in you needed to know what was going on. Quietly waking up the stairs, it didn’t take you long to find out that the noise you were hearing came from Ryan’s room. The door was slightly cracked open, you bent down and peeked through the small gap provided. 

Your eyes widened, you covered your mouth to prevent any noise coming out from it. There you saw Ryan, fucking another woman. 

“Aren't I better than that virgin bitch, Ryan?” the woman said between moans, throwing her head back as pleasure that she was receiving built up. Ryan immediately responded with ‘yes baby’, that definitely made your heart break into pieces. You lost it once you heard the words that came out of his dirty mouth. You felt the sharp pain in your chest again as it tightened, but you didn’t care right now. You didn’t wanna stay silent anymore.

“You fucking bastard, Ryan!” you shouted, as you kicked the door fully open. Ryan and the woman he was with were both too stunned at the sudden action to even speak. Seeing them like that literally made your blood boil, your heart aching painfully. 

“So this is what you were fucking up to? Fucking women behind my back?” you pointed at the woman under him with wide eyes that were piercing Ryan’s. Biting your lip, not wanting to let more of your emotions seep out right in front of two disgusting pigs.

“Y/n,” he sighed, “let me expla-” “Shut it! Explain? I’ve already seen enough. You’re not fooling me anymore. What were you thinking!? You kiss me then fuck her!? Did what we have meant absolutely nothing to you?” you held your hand to your chest, feeling the pain surge through your body more. "We're fucking over." Ryan sighed again face in his palms, mentally rolling his eyes, yet you could still see that there was not even an ounce of shame visible on his face for what he'd done. “You two fucking disgust me.” 

“Look, y/n--”

You slammed the door shut before he could even finish his sentence. You furiously went downstairs, but as you were on your way to the door, you were coughing.. petals? White petals that looked like they were poorly coated in a blood. You heard Ryan’s door open and you immediately ran back to your bike while still coughing an enormous amount of petals with blood. 

You ignored how Ryan screamed your name. You just quickly rode your bike home, blocking out any noises around you.

Once you reached your house, you locked the doors and windows before going to lock yourself in your room’s bathroom. Petals soon came out as a whole flower as you continued to cough. You couldn’t stop, you just coughed, and coughed and cried until you fainted on the floor. 

---

You woke up the next morning, lying down on the cold tiles of your bathroom floor, which was tainted with blood, flowers, and petals scattered around you. Your sink and bathtub almost filled with the same contents. 

Your throat hurts so much, and whenever you take even the shortest of breaths, it felt like something would be pinching your lungs, meaning that your breathing was very limited.

Standing up, you held onto the the sink for support, staring into your reflection in the mirror, you were horrified. You were a complete mess. You, once more looked at your surroundings, not knowing what was happening to you. 

You picked up a flower from the sink, examining it, “Are these actually flowers..?” your other hand then flew to your neck, feeling a slight sharp pain when you spoke. While you were having trouble about what to believe or not, you hear your phone ringing from your bedroom. 

You went out of the bathroom, stumbling as you did. Seeing that the name of the contact was Yeonjun’s, you took your phone and answered almost immediately. 

“Thank God! You finally answered! I was worried sick. ” you could hear him sigh in relief at the end of his sentence. You forced out a chuckle.

“I’m sorry, Jjun. I-I was just dealing with something.”

“I see.. well, I just wanted to check up on how you were doing? You alright, bun?”

“I’m.. I'm doing alright.. how ‘bout you?” Yeonjun frowned, noticing how your tone and voice were very different than before. Call him weird for that, but he could know if you weren’t alright just by hearing your voice. He didn’t hear that chirpy pitch you had when speaking, you sounded so dull to him. You hated that you couldn’t really hide anything that you felt, not that you actually mind, but it could be annoying. That also meant he could indicate if you were lying or not, very easily.

“You don’t sound alright. Something happened?”

“I’m alright Jjun, just a little cold, that can’t kill me, can’t it?” you joked, that still didn’t sit well with Yeonjun. But he didn’t wanna force something out of you, and maybe he was just over reacting, so he sighed and gave you some things you could do to get through your cold without any complications. You thanked him and he excused himself, saying that he needed to go help his grandparents with cooking breakfast.

“You should go eat something too, y/n.”

“How did you..-”

“I always know,” you chuckle at that. You didn’t necessarily found that creepy or anything, it was just surprising how Yeonjun knew you all too well. "Well, it's easier when I was with you through almost all your life." he laughed.

“I need to go now, bun, call you later, yeah?” you hummed in approval and bid your goodbyes. 

After the call ended, you went back to your bathroom, still not wanting to believe the scene that was displayed right in front of you. It looked like a place where a murder had taken place. It smelled so foul, you wanted to vomit, but with the lack of contents in your stomach, you just couldn’t.

After cleaning the bathroom and yourself, you went to your kitchen and took out some left over soup then heated it while checking on the internet what you were feeling. But, nothing seemed to be showing up. 

You wanted to say that you might just be hallucinating the flowers and blood, but you just cleaned your bathroom and clothes. You felt each flower and petals before throwing them into the trashcan. They felt real. They were real. The blood was also real, you could still taste metallic flavor at the back of your throat. 

You gave up on searching what you were feeling, nothing was popping up on Google, YouTube, and etc. it was just wasting your time. You thought it’ll pass, but you wanted to know what caused it. As you scrolling through your phone, you suddenly came across a picture of you and Ryan on your first date. 

You treasured that photo so much. You and Ryan had so much fun during that date. He took you to your favorite restaurant, then watched the sunset at the near edge of a cliff, sitting down on top of his car. You slammed your fists onto the table, cringing and asking yourself how foolish you were for loving him. You saw the signs right in front of you, yet your brain was too farsighted to even read them. Yeonjun even warned you about him. But you still loved him so so much. You wanted to hate him so badly but your heart just wouldn’t allow it.

You suddenly felt that tight feeling in your chest and it was slowly getting hard to breathe. You wanted to stand up to go get your inhaler, but it was too late. You started to cough again, covering your mouth instinctively. When you look down at your hands, you saw a whole flower, displayed right in front of you. A white rose, tinted with blood. At first the flower you were coughing out the night before wasn't so recognizable, since most of them were closed.

You stayed like that for over an hour. You were crying in pain but no one could even hear you. You were alone. After that you just laid your head on the table, sobbing. You knew crying was useless right now. But what else could you do? Your used to be the love of your life was cheating on you with another woman behind your back. Someone who seemed more prettier, sexier, blonde, heck maybe she could've been better than you with everything. She's perfect for him. You thought, heart aching as your thoughts run wildly through your head.

What also pained you is that he didn't even bother to actually pay you a visit. Message you. Or whatever. Did the time you guys shared together, nothing? Were you nothing? Weren't you enough? Was he actually happy that you finally broke off with him? Did he actually love you? You banged your head to your table, wanting these thoughts to stop.

Your best friend, and probably your only true friend in this cruel world, still hasn't come back in town yet. He was the only one whom was there for you when you were lost in life and didn't know what to do. No parents. Relatives. Just you. And now you're all alone, suffering from something you don't even know. All you know is that it just makes you feel more like shit than you already are now. It just adds to the pain and stress that you're going through.

You wanted to call Yeonjun and tell him what actually happened and what was happening to you. But you didn't wanna burden him while he must be having the time of his life with his family. Something in you also really didn't want him to see you like this.

↻ - time skip to 9:45pm - ⟳

After a while, you felt as if you wanted to take your own life right then and there. Every time you thought about that filthy liar, Ryan, you immediately start to cough. Who could blame you though? Sometimes more blood would come out than the flower or petals. Your breathing became more and more limited, feeling something sharp poking you from the inside while you even attempt to breathe.

It was just pure torture for you. You wanted all this to stop. It was becoming more and more unbearable by each agonizing moment. You asked yourself; what did I ever do to deserve this?

Just then, your phone on your night stand started ringing, you wanted to ignore it, but seeing as it was Yeonjun's contact whom was calling you, you had to answer. You didn't want that man to waste his time tryna call you back multiple times whilst almost getting a stroke just by worrying about you.

You weakly reached out to your phone. Once you answer it, you tried your best to greet him with a cheerful tone like you once had before. But your body just wouldn't allow it. Your voice was tired and hoarse.

"Woah, did your cold get worse, bun?" concern could be heard from his voice.

"Mhm, unfortunately,"

"Are you sure it's just a cold, sweetheart?" your breath hitched, pausing for a second before answering.

"Y-yeah.. But it's not something I can't handle..!"

"Mhm," he hummed, almost sarcastically. "Well, tell me whenever that cold of yours starts to calm down, alright?" of course, Yeonjun didn't believe a word you said. You sounded so sorrowful. He got chills up his spine whenever you spoke but not in this way.

"By the way, y/n, I'm going back home tomorrow evening."

"TOMORROW!?" you almost jumped from your bed. No. Not tomorrow. Not when I haven't even found out how to get rid of this.. Curse. You thought.

"Yeah? Geez bunny, you sound like you're not happy about that, don't you miss me?" he said, jokingly, yet inside he was being serious, trying to see if he'd get something to slip out of you. His arms crossed as he leaned on the door frame of his room

"N-no! I really do miss you! I-it's just, d-don't you wanna spend some m-more time with your family there?" you were struggling as you tried to think of things to tell him.

"I spent quite enough time with them. And my gramps have more than enough grandkids there to help them."

"I-I see.." you faked a yawn before forcing out a chuckle, "W-why won't you look at that, I n-need to go to bed now haha. Good night Jjun..!" you ended the call before he could even wish you goodnight.

Curling up into a ball, trying to fall asleep. And which, you eventually did.

~~

"Y/n, I'm sorry, please, forgive me? I promise I'll never do anything as stupid as I did before please, come back to me," Ryan said as he went down on his knees, his hands desperately holding yours captive as if he was gonna fall from a cliff if he were to let go.

"I-I don't know Ryan..'" you answered, looking down, but your eyes averted his. Just then he got up and held your shoulders, shaking you aggressively as he yelled.

"Y/N PLEASE!" you stared at him with wide eyes, for some reason you were peralized on the spot. You tried to move and push him away, but to your horror, once you laid hands on him, your hand went through him. You retract your hand from his body. It was covered with this black substance.

You looked back at Ryan, whom was looking directly at you, a rose in his mouth, petals all over his used to be white smooth skin, which was now just complete black mush. You wanted to scream, but can't. Ryan kept on yelling the same thing. Begging you to come back to him.

"I know you still love me! So come back!" just then, his mush body started to melt right in front of you.

"I NEED YOU!"

~~

You gasp, sitting up from your bed, you looked around, seeing that you were actually in your room, you sighed in relief. "It was just a nightmare." you told yourself. You were covered in cold sweat. Your whole body slightly shaken up.

Your eyes then drifted to your bed when you felt your hand come in contact with something soft and silky. You almost screamed when you saw your white bed sheets were tainted with blood and roses.

"You've got to be kidding me right now.." caressing the blood stains with your thumb, "Even in my sleep..? What the fuck?" your attention suddenly turned to your hand. Your skin was paler than before due to blood loss.

"I might die without even fucking trying." you punched your bed before getting up to go clean yourself. You haven't went outside for only a day and a half, yet it felt like you were imprisoned in your house for decades.

So you picked out some clothes and went to your front door, hesitating to open it at first but you eventually did. The sun was covered with some grey clouds, you didn't complain though. You let the cool breeze of wind hit your warm pail skin.

You were walking around your neighborhood then went to a park nearby. While walking, you came across an old familiar tree. It was the tree where you and Yeonjun met when you were still little kids, you were new to the neighborhood that time, you were lost and Yeonjun found you crying while standing right next to that tree. He asked you where you lived and you just described what color your house was and what plants were at your front portch. You giggled at that memory, yet it was also the tree where your name and Ryan's were carved on, a crooked heart surrounding your names in the middle.

You walked towards the tree, placing a hand on the carved letters, sweet memories started to come back to you, making you smile softly. But your thoughts vanished when you heard a couple laughing on a bench right in front of the tree. You hid behind it and peeked your head instinctively to check who they were or did they see you.

You saw a girl with brown silky hair, pretty slim body and slightly tanned skin. When you looked at the man right next to her, your world wanted to crumble right then and there. The boy was none other than Ryan.

You wanted to leave immediately, since you looked like a creep staring at a cute couple. What made you sick to your stomach and your knees weaken was when you saw him kiss her the way he used to kiss you. But the way he stared at her was completely different. He looked into her eyes with a sparks in his.

You suddenly punched the tree, and once you realized what you did you immediately ran away. Stupid! Why’d you do that you fucking idiot?

Ryan looked back to check what made the loud thud from behind them, but all he saw was a person running away, wearing a black hoodie. He couldn't even recognize you. He shrugged and went back to talking to his date.

Seriously? Of all places? He chose to have a date here?! you though to yourself, your back against your door, sliding down, trying to catch your breath, little by little. You ran back to your house after punching that tree. You didn’t know what came over you. 

Staring at your fist, slightly bloody, splinters poking your fists, you sighed. You were pretty sure you’d be passing out anytime soon due to too much blood loss. You got up and went to your bathroom, taking out a first aid and washing your hands, removing the splinters before grabbing some bandages to patch yourself up.

While wrapping the bandage around your fists, you imagined how Ryan would take care of you right now. Standing right behind you, wrapping the bandage oh so gently around your wound and kissing it once he was finished. No. You shook your head. 

“You’re being delusional.” you tell yourself. It was true though. Ryan would never do that. He had always been a jerk when it came to you. He was just acting all lovey-dovey with you when you were with Yeonjun. You didn’t realize that until now. 

The image you made of him in your mind made you believe he was the perfect and best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for. But in fact, he was the complete polar opposite. You were just imagining every single scenario where you and him had the perfect life.

You hated yourself for being so foolish as to fall in love with that jerk in the first place. Yet you also pity yourself, you loved and loved, even if it made you a selfless maniac. You even gave all the love that you saved up for yourself. 

You wanted to hate him for that, yet your heart just couldn’t. No matter how hard you tried. Telling yourself that he wasn’t the one and he was just a total jerk that made you his past time, and just for him to keep a good reputation, wasn’t enough for you to move on. 

You sat down on the rim of your tub, feeling so light headed and dizzy. You started to feel something clogging your throat, making it very hard to breathe. You immediately bent down to your bath tub as you tried to put two fingers down your throat, trying to trigger your gagging reflexes and let out whatever was clogging your throat.

You felt something all too familiar. You knew what it was so without hesitation you pulled out the white rose, but this time, it had some sort of stem attached to it. Unlike the others, this was the only one whom had a stem.

A second or two pass, you started feeling sick to your stomach and vomited tons of blood and flowers all over your bath tub. Your hand slipped and you fell into the tub. You watched in horror at what was happening, making you let out more and more of the already scattered contents in your tub. You wanted to scream like before but couldn't. You could almost suffocate at so much of blood and flowers you were letting out all at once, your body not even having sympathy to give you time to breathe.

You were in too much pain to even notice that someone was banging at your front door so hard. Yeonjun.

He came home earlier than he told you he'd be. And when he got to your place and he saw one dim light from your room was open, the source being bedroom's bathroom light.

He was so worried when you didn't even pick up the phone not even once when he reaches your home. Your bike was still locked, and he knew you couldn't go very far without that bike. He looked through your living room window, and nothing seemed to be out of place.

So he just thought of one thing, forcing his way in. He didn't care if he might be charged for trespassing by the neighbors. He knew that you were inside. And he knew something was wrong.

"This fucking door-!" he groaned, giving the poor door one last kick.

Once he finally broke your door open, he entered the house, he immediately heard faint cries from upstairs. He went upstairs, faster than light. He swore he almost could've tripped but even if he did, there was no stopping him from getting to you right now

He reached your room, and saw the bathroom door slightly opened, your cries louder than before.

"Y/n!" he yelled out, completely opening the door. The scenery displayed right in front of him was almost something out of a horror movie. Blood was everywhere, roses here and there. His stomach also almost turned at the foul smell. But what made his heart drop was when he saw you.

You were inside your bath tub, hugging your knees close to you, your head laying on your knees as you coughed and vomited flowers and blood on your lap. Your hair was drenched in blood, some petals tangled along your locks. Yeonjun wasted no time to run to your side and held your shoulders for you to look at him, one hand flying to your cheek, caressing it.

"Y/n..?? W-what's happening to you..!? Is this what you've been going through all this time?" no answer. He watched you as tears went down you steaming cheeks fell from your eyes. Blood from your mouth down to your neck and clothes. His eyes drifted to your tub almost half way filled with blood.

"Shit...." He picked you up and held you in his arms. He didn't care if you were gonna ruin his clothes or stain his body with blood. What mattered to him right now was to get you to the hospital.

Opening the car door with his right hand for a second and slightly kicking it for him to have more access. He placed you right next to the drivers seat, putting a seatbelt around you. He soon came in the car himself, he looked at you and moved away some stray hairs from your face and kissed your forehead, "Don't worry, bun. Hang in there, alright?" his voice was shaking, but he composed himself and started to drive. Fast. Yet was trying to be careful not to do anything stupid.

Once he reached the hospital, he quickly yet, carefully got you out of the car and barging in, yelling that you need assistance, now. The nurses immediately took out a hospital bed and Yeonjun laid you there. He was with you the whole time they were bringing you inside the ER, holding your hand, praying to whatever God was listening and seeing you guys right now that you could make it.

He kissed your uninjured hand when he saw that you were close to the ER, meaning he'd be leaving you in doctors care now. His grip on your hand tightened before letting go. Once last cough and you finally could gasp for air after that, your vision became blurry, and all you saw before the closed the door was Yeonjun. Crying and was down on his knees. Then it was all black.

---

Yeonjun had been waiting for you to wake up in the hospital since the day he brought you there. He was talking to the doctor and asked him what sickness or disease you had. He’d heard about coughing out blood, sure. But he had never in his whole life has seen nor heard about coughing blood with flowers.

The doctor said the same thing. This was something new to him too. 

“I don’t know what your girlfriend has, Mr. Choi,” Yeonjun stared at the doctor, his mind trying to comprehend what he had just heard, Girlfriend?, he throught to himself. He didn’t wanna ask the Doctor where he got the idea of him being your boyfriend, since he was the one whom brought you here in tears.

“But hopefully, we’ll be able to find out ourselves soon after we do some more further analysis and research about what she’s currently experiencing.” the doctor paused for a second, checking the paper in his hands before proceeding to speak. 

“As for now, please do keep an eye on her. Make sure she drinks lots and lots of water and eats a proper meal on time. That’ll hopefully restore some more of the blood and nutrients she lost.” Yeonjun nodded and response, thanking the Doctor as he shook hands with him before he left to go check on another patient.

“Where is Y/n Y/l/n’s room?! I need to see her right now!” 

Yeonjun was about to enter your room, but the sudden mention of your name made him stop and look at the direction where the voice came from. His look of concern suddenly changing to a look of pure annoyance and anger. 

There at the corner of the hallway, Ryan could be seen charging towards your room. Yeonjun crossed his arms while looking at Ryan from head to toe whom just took a stop a few feet away from Yeonjun.

“And what are you doing here?” Ryan asked, pointing a finger at Yeonjun.

“Don’t point your filthy hands at me.” he shoved Ryan’s finger away with his. “and, shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?”

“What the fuck do you mean man? Stop being such a jerk and just let me see Y/n!”

“I’m afraid I can’t let you do that. I’m here because I’m the one who brought her here. If you were her boyfriend and actually cared and loved her, why just show up now that she’s in this state?”

“Mind your own business, mate!” Ryan tried to shove Yeonjun away from the door, but Yeonjun stood firm on his ground.

“Y/n is my business. Where the fuck have you been? Y/n has been going through this shit for almost 3 days now! And now you decide to take action? YOU DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING TO MAKE HER PAIN AND STRUGGLING GO AWAY! if anything.. I'M PRETTY SURE YOU MADE IT WORSE. Do you fucking know who puts up with her whenever she’s sick? Who’s her shoulder to lean and cry on when she needs it? Who makes sure all are needs are met at the end of the day? Who stays up late with her all night when she has bad dreams? If you’re thinking of someone other than your fucking self, then you’re automatically correct, asshole!” Yeonjun popped a nerve that very second and gave Ryan a hard punch to his nose, breaking it.

“I never really understood how someone as lovely, caring, smart, like Y/n, had to be paired with you. Of all fucking peop---” punch. Yeonjun held his jaw, hanging it open for a second while glaring at Ryan whom was fuming with anger.

"Then thanks for being my girlfriend's care taker, y-" Ryan got another punch to his eye and fell back.

"I had just about enough of you." Yeonjun was about to pounce on Ryan but nurses and security had been sent to stop the fighting. Yeonjun was looking down at Ryan, whom was acting like a complete mad dog. He mouthed a 'fuck you' 'before Ryan got taken away.

Yeonjun sighed and fixed his clothes before entering your room. Where he was surprised that you were already wide awake. Looking back at him as he entered the room.

You woke up to the sounds of men fighting in the hallways. You had heard everything. Yeonjun went down on his knees as he held your hand in his. Eyes all teary.

"Y/n..? Hey bun, how are you feeling? Something hurt or-?" you tried to avoid eye contact with him. Feeling ashamed once you realize what you made your best friend go through by taking care of you. You just simply shook your head.

Yeonjuns kissed the knuckles of your hand before bending over to hug your torso, quietly sobbing into your shoulder. "You fucking idiot, y/n. I thought I was gonna loose you.." his hug tightened, yet it wasn't enough to break anything that was attached to you right now.

"Yeonjun.. Don't you think I'm a burden to you?" still not facing him, he lifter his head, eyes slightly wide after hearing what you just asked.

"No! Why would you ever think that, bun?" you murmured something not even you knew. He frowned and placed a hand on your chin, gently guiding your head to turn his way.

"Bunny, you're not a burden to me, alright? If you heard what I said in the hallways.. I didn't mind if you tired me out. Because at the end of the day, I see you smile and know that you're in safe hands whenever you're with me. That's enough to give me a complete energy boost." you have him a weak smile, you could cry right now, but you've cried way too much for the past three days, you don't know if you had any more tears left to cry.

"T-thank you Jjun.." he gave you a warm smile, kissing your forehead as he locked his hand that was on your chin, was now drifting to your cheek, gently pinching it.

"Always, my cute little bunny." he stood up, suddenly remembering something. "Oh! You need to eat. Doctor said you need to eat tons of food to get better." he took the lunchbox that was in a small bag and took a table, placing it in front of him as he adjusts your bed to make you sit down.

"Tons? I might get fat-"

"Don't give a fuck." and with that, he fed you until your body almost couldn't take anymore food.

---

A few days pass and you were discharged from the hospital. Somehow, you convinced Yeonjun to come and live with you. You two were living alone And it was easier for the both of you.

"I have a huge ass house that I live alone in, and you live alone in that crappy apartment! And since you're barely even home because you're usually with me.. Why not just move in with me, hmm?" and it didn't take long for him to go with your idea. The next day he was already at your door with all his stuff in boxes.

Your condition went away quickly than expected. You were just coughing less few petals than before with also less blood. Your breathing was no longer an issue. You were getting better and better as the days passed when you were with Yeonjun.

When you told him what happened between you and Ryan, he swore on his mother that he's not letting him go home with just a broken nose and a black eye. But he was also happy that you finally broke it off with that jerk.

"Do we need to call the Mental Hospital for him or something? He's been claiming that he's your boyfriend the second he stepped foot in the hospital!" you chuckle awkwardly. He also was trying to help you get over Ryan these past few days, but when he hugged you, you would never know that he was grinning as if he'd just lured another prey into his cage.

He knew that being happy that your best friend was going through a break up was wrong. But he couldn't help himself. He didn't have bad intentions. All he ever wanted was for you to be his.

And when the day came when he finally got to confess, turns out that you felt the same way. Let's just say he was hysterical that moment. He couldn't help but just pounce on you like a puppy and kiss you. Oh boy how he longed for this moment.

“I’ll show you how you deserved to be loved and taken care of. I know I could treat you way better than any other man had before.”

You were laid down on the bed underneath Yeonjun, still fully clothed. He was staring down at you with adoration and fire in his eyes. How your skin glowed underneath the bright light of the moon. How you stared at him with eyes twinkling like stars. How your soft lips were parted. Everything about you he wanted to ruin.

He wanted to see your fair skin covered with his mark. Eyes tearing up as pleasure builds up inside of you. Lips quivering as he overstimulates you. Just the thoughts that he had right now were enough to make his member hard. But he needed to contain himself. It was your first time, he didn’t wanna take it too far.

Yeonjun then started to kiss your forehead, trailing down to your lips, looking at you with lustful yet gentle eyes. 

“Are you sure about this, y/n?” he has asked you this before you even got inside the bedroom with him. You cupped his cheek, pecking his lips before speaking.

“I am very very sure of this, Jjun. Just.. let’s just start slow, yeah?” Yeonjun shot you a soft smirk. 

“And slow you will get, my love.” he then started to leave sweet kisses on your neck and collar bone, which you were sure that those would leave marks on your neck, but you could care less. He took his time unbuttoning your blouse and once your clothed chest were already on display for him, just one last layer, he thought. He lifted your body up by your waist, swiftly removing the hook of your bra. 

He looked up at you with hungry eyes, asking for consent. You just nod, throwing your head back, the cold air passing through your nipples, hardening them.

He wasted no time and took in one of your nipples in his mouth, toying with it with his tongue. His hand flying to your breast, massaging them as his thumb was circling the lonely nipple. He was watching you with every action he did, searching for a reaction that you may not like it or if you wanted more.

You covered your mouth with your free hand as the other was gently gripping the sheets. Yeonjun didn’t like that. He gently bites your nipple, making you slightly jump.

“No no, princess. Let me hear those pretty sounds of yours, yeah?” you were hesitant, but didn’t want to upset him, you obeyed, shakily retracting your hand from your mouth.

Yeonjun smirked, kissing your nipple. “That’s my good slut.”

As he was playing with your breasts, his knee was teasing your already dripping core under your skirt. You let out cute little whines and moans that were sweet music to Yeonjun’s ears.

Once he was finished toying with your tits, he finally went downtown, carefully removing the short skirt, helping him by lifting up your ass. 

“Shit.” he whispered, staring at your dripping core. He blew on it first, checking your reaction. Your hand flew to his hair, gently gripping it, trying not to hurt him.

“P-please.. No more teasing,” Yeonjun chuckled, seeing how you were so sensitive when he barely even touched you.

“Aww,” he cooed, “My precious cute bunny is so polite. Wait a little longer bun, alright? You’ll get what you want. Just be good, yeah?” you hummed whilst nodding. He then slowly enters one of his digits inside of you, making you squirm slightly in place. 

“Shit, baby.. I was supposed to prepare you for later. But you’re already so fucking wet. I think I wouldn’t have to do much, sweetheart. But since it’s also your first time, I’ll still prep you, just in case.” he felt you body suddenly tense up, so he caresses his thumb to your inner thigh.

“It’s alright bun, lay back and relax, let me take care of you.” you did what you were told and he proceeded to pump his digit into you, adding a second one not too long after. You were whining and moaning like crazy, you legs started to shiver and your breathing slowly became more labored. 

“You doing alright there, bun?” his fingers threatening to slow down, you pathetically grind your pussy on his hand once he did slow down.

“Please Jjun.. Keep going. Please, please, please- ahh!” you arch your back and mouth open wide once Yeonjun pumped faster than before, hitting your g-spot every time. He then entered another finger into you, making you shake your head once you felt a sharp stinging pain as his digits stretch your walls.

“‘m too full.. It hurts a bit..” you cry out softly.

“Shh.. I’ll slow down for now. You’ll get through it, bun. Just need to stretch you out a little bit more just so you’d have no problems taking me later, ‘kay?” after a while of him pumping the last digit slowly and deeper inside of you, he noticed how full you got and gently pulled out. 

“I think you’re ready, physically..” he murmured the last word before looking at you. “But are you ready, ready?” you took a moment to catch your breath before answering him.

“Yes. I am.”

“Alright, bun.” he gave you a peck on the lips before gazing into your eyes.

“I love you. Thank you for letting me be your first.” 

“I love you more, Jjunnie.”

The next day, you woke up in Yeonjun’s arms, your head rested on his bare chest. You couldn’t believe what just happened last night. You couldn’t exactly remember everything clearly, but all you knew that Yeonjun had taken good care of you.

He always asked if you were comfortable with everything he was doing. Asked you if anything hurt. He made you feel so beautiful, safe and loved throughout the whole night. 

You looked up and Yeonjun whom was sound asleep as you were cuddled up right next to him. You snuggled closer to him and kissed his nose, a cheeky smile was suddenly plastered on his face.

“Now that.. was just adorable.” he said, eyes still completely shut and his voice still deep and slightly groggy. Your cheeks heated up all of the sudden, not really expecting him to be awake. 

He giggled as he pinched your cheek and sat you up on his stomach, his hands resting on your waist. 

“You weren’t too bad for your first time, cute little bunny.” you let out an annoyed groan after hearing his statement. It was more like he was teasing you more than complimenting you.

He finally opened his eyes and he swore to his whole family that he saw a Goddess right before him.

Your messy hair was shining as sunlight seeped through some parts of the window above the headboard of the bed. Some parts of your hair were also elegantly placed on your shoulder. Your fair skin was decorated with his love marks. Your eyes were still a bit monolid as of now but it made you look more hot. To call you beautiful was an understatement. No, no. You were gorgeous. He looked your exposed body up and down without any ounce of shame, witch made you take the whole blanket and rolled down to your side of the bed once you figured out what he was doing.

Yeonjun laughed, turning to your side and placed a hand on your waist once more. He leaned in closer to your ear. 

“Aww, my bunny still shy even after what we did last night?” 

“Yeonjun! Do you literally wake up and immediately chose to tease me?!” you pout, turning your head to face him. Which yours was completely red, making him laugh again.

“Mmm~ maybe? Or maybe I’m just craving for a round two.” he winked at you, making you stand up immediately from your bed, still covered in your blanket.

“Maybe if you catch me.” you stuck your tongue out at him before speed running downstairs.

“Oh you just wait, Y/n!” he quickly put on his boxers before going downstairs to go look for you. 

Once he finally caught up to you, you both were sweating bullets and breathing heavily. Yeonjun was hugging you from behind, while you effortlessly tried to escape, but just endep up sighing and turned around to hug him back.

You both stood there for a while in silence before you spoke. 

“I’m so lucky to have you, Jjun.. I don’t know where I’d be if you weren’t here.” 

Yeonjun chuckled, ruffling your hair before replying. “Mmm.. Maybe you had still been crying at the police station crying that you don’t exactly know where you live.” you pinch his ear, tugging on it slightly.

“Stop bringing that up!”

“But it’s cute!”

“It’s not!”

“Stop arguing with me before I kiss you.”

“Aw hell naw.” you jokingly push him away, acting all disgusted, “don’t kiss me when you haven’t even brushed your teeth.”

“Are you implying that my breath stinks!?” 

“Maybe~” you blew him a kiss and ran away without another word.

“Why you- I swear you’re gonna be so sorry when I get a hold of you, Y/n!”

A/n: Hi luv! If you made it this far, thank you for taking your time to read this piece of mine! If you like this post please do consider rebloging and liking, it helps with the algorythm alot! Or you could just leave me a reply/comment about your thoughts! Thank you and enjoy the rest of your day/night!

#txt fanfic #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun x y/n #yeonjun fanfic #choi yeonjun #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun angst #yeonjun smut #txt smut #txt angst #txt fluff #txt x reader #txt hard hours #txt soft thoughts #riri's writing<33

[butchladymaria]

1, 2 and 17 for the 🔥violence🔥 ask game?

also revisiting this SUPER late but -

OG POST HERE!!!

the character everyone gets wrong

would it be cliche of the guy who wrote a whole long thing about how the doll is misunderstood to say the doll is misunderstood? probably. i'm going to anyway though.

i feel like a lot of folks sometimes miss or overlook the horrifying implications of the doll? i wonder if a partial reason the horror innate to her character slips through the cracks is because she falls into the "level-up maiden" trope of the soulsborne series; which seems to be comprised of generally soft-spoken and/or somewhat submissive feminine women who help the player progress (even if they have goals of their own). i'm not here to argue that my interpretation of her is objectively correct here - but i do think the takes that posit her as a willingly subservient idealized fantasy of a woman are... shallow at best? it feels like some folks piece together that doll is made in the image of a dead woman by gerhman, and then... simply do not wrestle with the Implications of that.

for another example of this, just see adella. she seems to be reduced to "yandere psycho" at her most complex in a lot of fan interpretations, despite so much evidence indicating that it's much deeper than that.

all these examples make me wonder if the sentiment, subconscious or otherwise, that women are "meant" to be submissive and gentle is what leads these portrayals to go unquestioned or seen as more "normal" than if it were a man in that position. even maria, a canonically gender nonconforming character, has people bending over backwards to explain how she is actually totally a good little gender conformer because she... wears a hair ribbon…? (i wish i was exaggerating that claim but that has Been in my inbox lmao)

2. a compelling argument for why your fave would never top or bottom

i've given this a lot of thought, anon, and come to the conclusion that the best (and maybe funniest...?) interpretation of this question is to answer it as follows:

miss doll would indeed never top OR bottom, mostly because i see her as asexual. i feel like the way she unless you want to consider the implications of gerhman pulling a victor frankenstein and giving his creation working sex organs. but i like to think we live in a nice world instead of a world where that is canon. eugh.

then again, i guess doll body probably isn't stopping ranni from bisexually topping the tarnished...? hmm.

in all seriousness i don't tend to have strong opinions on top/bottomhood for bloodborne characters, because i think they're mostly too catholic to fuck!

17. there should be more of this type of fic/art

MORE BLOODBORNE YURI!!!!!!!!!!! vampires were literally and unironically MADE for lesbian barely-concealed-subtext babey!!!!

MORE BLOODBORNE TRANSGENDER!!!!!!!!!! i love trans people's takes on bloodborne! body horror is transition goals if you're not a coward!!!

i also just love cainhurst - artfight was a dream bc i saw SO many cute little knights :)

#percy answers :) #ask #anon #bloodborne #miss doll #lady maria

[littlelcvestory]

thank you @wesperbrekkered for tagging me even though im so inactive on like all my fandom accounts 😭😭😭

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

i have 13 :)

2. What is your AO3 word count?

29,858 words 😭 thats kinda crazy for me ngl

3. What fandoms do you write for? 

my main is six of crows! my ao3 still has my fics from when i wrote solangelo tho lmao

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

sparks fly (whenever you smile) with 268 (wesper)

we were in screaming color with 244 (solangelo)

Doctor Death (god this fic is so old i hate it 😭) with 236 (solangelo)

i wanna teach you how forever feels with 221 (wesper)

time can't stop me quite like you did with 205 (i wrote this for a school assignment, it's from the book they both die at the end)

i strongly dislike this list mainly because of solangelo being on there and how long ago i wrote those fics because theyre really bad now 😭 perhaps leave more kudos on my wesper fics :)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? 

YES it makes me so happy that people enjoyed what i wrote. i'd like to say it's author fuel but i have not touched any of my fics since august but they ARE author serotonin

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

it's either time can't stop me quite like you did (because he literally d!es) but none of my SoC fics have angsty endings, because none of them have endings. haha

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uhh i'd say it would be i wanna teach you how forever feels purely because it's a cute domestic post-ck wesper

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i dont think im widespread enough to have haters on my fics tbh 😭

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? 

nope, i am literally 16 !! although i have written a few very intimate passages but theres also taught you the way you call me baby which is the closest i'll ever get for now

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

my wesper romeo and juliet au like fire and powder that i havent touched since august! this was like my most big brain idea ever but i'm torn between discarding it and starting from scratch or continuing as it is right now

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 

i dont think so, and i hope not !

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 

no :)

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

also no

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship? 

wesper. next!

15. What’s a WIP you’d like to finish but doubt you ever will?

THE ROMEO AND JULIET AU I AM CRYING i need to continue it as soon as possible oh lord

16. What are your writing strengths?

not sure tbh! i do find writing dialogue easy but it also leads to my downfall sometimes which i'll explain in the next question

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

inner monologues, because they jump around too much and i eventually stray from the original thought. or anything thats not closely tied to a character ... i'm really strong with character driver things but if you hand me a plot, i'm gonna struggle (which may be why the r&j au is failing LMAO) and how i said with dialogue, it ends up being dry and makes the scene move a little too fast. i'm really bad at slowing down scenes 😭

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? 

never done it before hehe

19. First fandom you wrote for?

percy jackson, i think

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

my romeo and juliet au because its the most ambitious thing i ever tried to accomplish. i really want to get back to it because i'm still so intrigued by the idea of it and i was shocked i wrote 10k for the first chapter but it felt like it was being squeezed out of me... i'll do my best to get back to writing i've had insane weiters block (no thanks to school 🙄)

thanks for tagging me rae :) i'm tagging @artsypretzel @jazzythursday and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it :)

#six of crows #fanfic #fanfic author #fanfiction #wesper #wesper fanfiction #wylan van eck #jesper fahey

[heat--end]

20 questions for fic writers

i saw this from @tearsoftime0086 and figured why not

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

14, though i think one MIGHT be privated?

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

453,462

3. What fandoms do you write for?

basically just pokemon, lol. one day i wanna branch out, but i really like writing for pokemon, so i don't mind that all too much

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Iridescent Bonds - my first ever fic, a dawn/irida story that involves them falling in love over the course of PLA's storyline and some other events. dawn is transgender! it's good! i hold this story very close to my heart, and i'm actually rewriting it right now, which is fun!

Bloom - trans girl lillie during the sun/moon story. its basically just a deeper dive into lillie as a character, while also making her trans, because Me Like Trans Characters. im very proud of this!

God Cannot Give You Relationship Advice - a very short, very silly one-shot that i threw together on a whim and is my 3rd most kudos'd work lmao. still, it's fun and cute, i can see why people like it so much

Shining Beyond Space Itself - my current project other than BFS! a rewrite of iridescent bonds, really fleshing out the idea and doing it proper. currently on 17 chapters out of 20, so its wrapping up soon

Jewel Box - my dawn/irida oneshot collection, based entirely on the universe established in iridescent bonds/shining beyond space. it's just a big fluff collection, but damn if i dont love it LOL. plus it really helped me develop the framework for SBS

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

LOVE responding to comments, only time i dont is if i feel i cant really add much or the like. but i really enjoy adding on to people's questions, or further explaining stuff, or even just thanking them for nice comments because i love comments!!!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

honestly, i don't really write angsty endings - i do enjoy writing angst, but not in my endings. i guess maybe Stardust Memories, but even that ends on a nice note???

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

probably Iridescent Bonds, since that just ends on dawn and irida getting married lmao. it's mushy and sappy but damn it i am a mushy and sappy gal!!!!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

thankfully no. i got one comment on iridescent bonds though that was like "this was great until the trans shit" which like. that's in the 2nd line, bro lmao

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

nah, probably wont ever

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

MY PRIDE AND FUCKING JOY, BUILD FIGHTERS SHINING. a crossover fic between pokemon and gundam build fighters, but to be more specific, it's a crossover between iridescent bonds/SBS and gundam build fighters. i love love LOVE writing this story, it's my other project next to SBS (it's taken a small hiatus because of SBS wrapping up - all my focus is going into that). LOVE build fighters shining. my pride and joy. my brainchild. i pour my heart and SOUL into this story

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

not that i know of, but i wouldn't mind someone doing so

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

i haven't no. might be fun, though!

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

incredibly easy answer lmfao. akari/irida, 100%. dawn/irida as well, but that's just a variant of akari/irida really. i love love LOVE this ship, i think the game really lets these two build a strong relationship over the course of the game and they grow so incredibly close that i think its so cute, i love irida as a character so i think shes gay, and i love dawn/irida cause thats MY variation of it. girls gay. gay women. go check out @iridawn for all my autism about this ship

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

probably the akari/irida WIP i had where akari gets burned bad from the fight with lord arcanine, and irida has to help her while the others get materials to help. i cant really find the angle i'd want on it, and i'm a little worried about inaccurately writing a burn injury lmfao

16. What are your writing strengths?

i like to think i'm good at writing emotional stuff when i really need to, especially when it's just sappy and good. i also think i can write action scenes pretty well. not FLAWLESSLY, but im proud of it

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

definitely how i describe certain things and my habit to repeat words, lmao. i fall into writing ticks a lot, stuff like "a bit" or just sticking to certain words, and i dont give AS much detail as i should sometimes when decorating a scene. its something im slowly working on, but def my weakness

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

not a bad idea at all, yeah. i say its good

19. First fandom you wrote for?

published was pokemon, but first i WROTE for was DBZ. i wrote a very small piece a long, LONG time ago, and i never published it or anything, it was just a small little idea i had. i think its lost to time now though lol maybe ill go look for it one day

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

GOD, this is hard. i love everything ive written, but i really have to give it to build fighters shining. despite not being done yet, BFS is my brainchild, its my self indulgent baby, i have poured my heart into that fic and i love developing the world in it and the custom gunpla and everything. i fucking LOVE build fighters shining, it is so fun to write for lmao

[juniperhillpatient]

The Crossroads of Destiny Re-Watch

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Definitely one of my favorite episodes of the entire series OOOH I love Crossroads of Destiny so FUCKING! MUCH! It's such a good episode.

Alright, so, shocking to no one probably, I've discussed this episode before. I'm linking a post I wrote about Azula & Zuko's dynamic in this episode because I think that it explains a lot of where I'm coming from. HERE ya go.

This is mostly a Zuko episode, honestly. So, let's talk about him. Zuko is READY to fight Azula. Like, no hesitation, dramatics & violence at the ready he is prepared to be on sight. Lucky for him, Azula doesn't really want to fight him. Otherwise, he'd probably be dead. Sorry Zuzu but it's the truth. Iroh demonstrating how he got the nickname the Dragon of the West is pretty iconic. +500 iconic behavior points. Also, +100 to Ty Lee & Sokka for their flirty banter-filled fight. I'm not gonna lie, I'm sort of starting to ship them. The mid-fight flirting is just fun, okay? Although yes, I'm aware that it's a tactic on Ty Lee's part. That doesn't mean she doesn't think he's cute also.

It's hilarious how some things never change & some things stay the same (....I sang-read that in my head...I listen to too much Frozen...anyway) from my initial reactions to this show like 2 years ago lol. I didn't get spoilers per se before watching ATLA but it's such a popular show in the public's consciousness that I did kinda know Zuko would be redeemed, & I just assumed I'd ship Zutara so I read the scene romantically & liked it for that reason.

[ID: Katara & Zuko in the crystal catacombs. She is crouching far away from him, looking tearful. end id]

I don't read the tension between Zuko & Katara that way anymore, but I see how someone could. Anyway, I wrote THIS post about Katara & why I think she acts the way she does. That said, I'm still annoyed with her for offering to use the spirit water on Zuko though because GIRL I get you but also it is a WAR lmao you don't think you might need the magic healing water? For something more important? Like, Zuko will live, he's not even in physical pain right now!

Watching Azula's devious & brilliant coup unfold is just...SO FUCKING SATISFYING GOD I LOVE AZULA SO FUCKING MUCH SHE'S SO FUCKING COOL!!! AHHH!!!!!! Okay, I'm calm. ish. I just...I just...LOVE HER SO MUCH.

[ID: Azula saying "Don't flatter yourself. You were never even a player." end id]

SHE'S SO ICONIC!!!!!! AHH!!!! Okay, I'm trying to be reasonable. +3000 iconic behavior points. I had to stop myself from giving her like 20k because like!!!!! HAVE YOU SEEN HER??? I LOVE HER.

Okay. *ahem.* Anyway. Iroh in this episode is super interesting. They lean REAL hard into the "wise old man who says proverbs" thing in this episode. And I think that's sort of the narrative pushing the audience to see Iroh as more of a perfect wise old man than an actual character in his own right, & that kinda gets on my nerves. BUT, looking at Iroh as a complex character, I do think I can get behind the idea that Iroh WAS willing to be complacent in the life he was presented with but NOW....he saw a chance to help the Avatar, & realized he had to take it. He realized that Zuko was going to go back to the home that traumatized him, & he panicked. I've seen a lot of fans criticize Iroh for never telling Zuko, "hey, maybe you should consider that the Fire Nation is evil & the Avatar is good." I think I would rather criticize the writers for not showing us more of Iroh's internal struggles though because the inconsistencies ARE interesting on a character level if you think about Iroh as a person. ✨Nuance ✨The main reason they become annoying is if you take the presentation of an "infinitely wise old man with all the answers" & run with it too hard. Not the most interesting way to look at it. So, in that way, Zuko's betrayal hurts.

But in the way that all I care about in life is the Fire Siblings.....Zuko's betrayal is the most iconic thing he's ever done actually! +2000 iconic behavior points. Obviously, I'm being hyperbolic & you guys (hopefully) know I don't actually root for the Fire Nation but I just love the Fire Siblings.

I will say though - something that hasn't changed about my perception of Zuko's betrayal - I 100% get it & I was never mad at him for it. I'm not saying I'm NEVER mad at Zuko ok, don't group me in with people who wash away all of Zuko's flaws please, I'm saying that I sympathize & get why he did what he did & I felt this way the first time that I watched too because I remember arguing (not like angry arguing, just debating) it with my family. Literally, the Fire Nation is all he knows! His SISTER is telling him to please come home. He misses his father & wants his father's approval. It's like....completely sympathetic & understandable. I'm not saying he's RIGHT I'm saying it's sympathetic. There's a huge difference. ✨Nuance✨

Oh & the fight scenes in this episode!!!!! Shocking to 0 people my favorite is Katara versus Azula. They're both incredible benders & it's a spectacular fight & ALSO NARRATIVE FOILS FIGHTING EACH OTHER!!! TWO PRODIGIOUS YOUNG BENDERS FIGHTING SIDE BY SIDE WITH THEIR BROTHERS FOR WHAT THEY BELIEVE IS RIGHT!!! FIRE VERSUS WATER - & LIKE BLUE FIRE (THE HOTTEST KIND) VERSUS ICE!!! YEAHHH!!!!!

[ID: Azula with her bans swooshing in front of her. end id]

Katara gets +3000 iconic behavior points for CUTTING OFF PART OF AZULA'S BANGS with ice. Oh & I never noticed it until now but it sort of parallels the moment when Zuko cuts off the end of the wheat Jet has in his mind in THEIR homoerotic boss fight. I KNOW these are two of my favorite ships for good reason, if your ships can't have epic death battles nearly killing each other what is even the POINT MAN!!!

Um, anyway. And Aang dies. What is it with the final Chosen One Tm heroes dying? Buffy, Aang, Harry Potter...Sorry for bringing the Terf series into it but like....C'mon, y'all get why I did right this is a pattern in iconic coming-of-age Chosen One stories. I don't know what it means, but it means something, I'm sure of it.

Luckily, Katara still has the spirit water & she saves Aang's life, so he's fine. Yay! That is about all I have for this episode for now. I'll tally the iconic behavior points in a separate post :)

#the crossroads of destiny #crossroads of destiny #atla book 2 #atla re watch

[bungiri]

Oh, I will ask about Wren 🤭

Number 1! I got this thought since my farmer's first meeting with Lance wasn't the best experience for her, so what was Wren's first impression of Lance? 👀

Number two! What is her favourite skill? (farming, combating, foraging, etc)

Number 3! Has she met Jio and the Following? 👀👀👀 (I know we are all big on SVE more, but I'm curious if your universe has RSV in it too, hehe! ✨)

Number 4 is a lore one. How does she know her mother is/was a witch? Or she doesn't yet? (sorry if this is answered, I'm a little sleepy by the time I wrote these 😅💤 )

I hope you're doing well and your day is well, Bunny!! ❤️❤️

HELLOOOO NIMILLA i am doing good thank u for asking 🤭 and thank u for sending some questions abt wren AAAH i appreciate it 🫂

i hope ur doing good as well <3

also i'm curious as to why ur farmer's experience meeting lance didn't go well 👁️ idk if u have explained it before

questions answered under the cut bc it's kinda long LMAO

⊹ ˚. meeting lance

wren's first meeting with lance on top of the volcano was...disorienting.

she was dehydrated and overheated from the intensity of the volcano, had holes burned into her clothes, and her hair was probably on fire tbh,, then suddenly she's face to face with some mysterious man who literally just poofed into existence right in front of her ?!

also she's honest, she isn't ashamed to admit that the first thing she noticed was how cute he was. she really thought she had died in that volcano and this angelic man was here to escort her to the afterlife.

her first words to him were "...am i dead ? i'm dead aren't i ? ugh, i knew those stupid magma sprites would get me."

it took him bit of convincing before she realized that she was in fact not dead.

safe to say she liked him a lot from the get go. developed a puppy love crush on him pretty quickly.

⊹ ˚. favorite skills

her favorite skill changes depending on how long she's been living in pelican town and running the farm yk.

wren's a former city girl wannabe model so she has no experience with any kind of farming or outdoorsy activities whatsoever. she only knows how to plant seeds in the ground because of a project her and her dads would do when she was a kid LMAO.

so her favorite skills in year 1 would be foraging because you literally just pick shit up off the ground. then fishing once she gets more experience with her fishing rod and help from willy.

as she gets the farm up and running, farming eventually becomes her favorite. she loves her animals and has really tapped into the jam business by the time her 3rd year rolls around.

⊹ ˚. Jio and The Cult™️

honestly i've been debating how i should incorporate ridgeside in wren's lore 👁️ there's a lot to get into and i really need to think about it more

wren has met jio and kiwi like you would in the game. she's wary about The Following simply because of the negative connotations around the term "cult". it's hard for her not to jump to conclusions about this kinda thing, but she is curious about jio, kiwi, and the ridge forest.

she stays away from the ridge forest though until she's more experienced with combat because WHEW she rly got her ass handed to her running in there with nothing but a rusty sword and a backpack full of salmonberries.

wren eventually comes around once she's better friends with kiwi. she's still wary, but she wants to help her little friend out. she ends up really admiring raeriyala and belinda's relationship and becoming good friends with jio and daia as well

⊹ ˚. her mother, the witch

wren does know that her mother is a witch and she's known all her life. it's probably one of the only things she remembers about her.

the reason she remembers is because on the day she was abandoned, her mom spent the morning showing baby wren how she uses magic to take care of the white rose bush they had growing outside of their house.

plus i think her mom would have worn a witchy hat like camilla does so it's easy for wren to put 2 and 2 together.

#i hope this is coherent #my head is a jumbled mess sometimes #BUT THANK U AGAIN FOR ASKING <3 #farmer wren #bunnymail ⸝⸝ 💌 ★

[seospicybin]

okay i was jp about the hyunjin ask BUT LIKE SRSLY JUST IMAGINE.

(this is a little way of me asking if u could litterally do a hyunjin vers of to hot to handle series cs like he so hot and like so cute and like so fine and im litterally foaming after reading the felix and hanji series of TO HOT TO HANDLE but litterally cant handle it cs the way u wrote them out siunded so like them esp han and when i read the part two i swear to u. i was. fucking. foaming. no like litterally foaming in the mouth. how do u write liek that? will obv could be about learning but im also thinking inspo from other writers? anyway thats off topic. ur writing is so hot and i love people that write similar ways to u bc like idk how to explain it but its cliche but also like sk hot and ur writing is so detailed but not detailed enough to be weirdly detailed its just detailed aboutsolutely justtttt right and i love the way people like u detail things like ugh jt just makes me morejj no in loce anyway im writing this in a () way bc im shy to tell ppl ab my true feelings lmao wtf im high rn mb anyway i love u so much booboo bear and make sure to eat faily and take many rest and also pls lmk if u wanna do the hyunjin vers of to hot to handle bc yk haha.. like. why not? ive litterally sent so much asks to writers and they never reply so slmetimes i get a little scared and think im being too overboard so u ditn evn have to reply to this ask but pls do like sk that way im not overthinkigng.. hehehehehhehehe… okay litterally this time. goodbye lovely pookehhh. ‼️‼️)

-anonie 😙

No, I get it. Maybe you missed the announcement of me saying I'll do the whole 8 members their THTH season and it's fine.

And I think it's cute that you're ranting and telling me all about these sweet words and kindness you have in your message.

Thank you, you are very cute and not overboard at all, you must tone down the cuteness though, I can't handle it 😂

Thank you once again for the heartwarming message, you made my day. Have the loveliest day, sending you tons of kisses 😘 💕

#spicy mail #😙anonie

[meiishu]

thoughts on hsmtmts season 3  finale under the cut

ok going into it i was very skeptical because they have so much to cover in one episode. like whats going to get ignored??

first off i wish kourtney got more screen time this season over the love triangle dramatics. her struggles with anxiety being more central, especially since she plays ELSA, would have been so much better for the plot. instead we get... more love triangle drama

also... portwell nation how we feeling... LMAO.... yeah im crying with you rn

look i like gina and ricky and i thought that their kiss was really sweet at the end of the episode (although i wish ricky had been the one to give gina s dramatic speech after his confession was on the trailer). actually focusing on them rn, WHY WASNT THE CONFESSION IN THE TRAILER? the trailer framed it like gina was the one pursing ricky. when in actuality, it should have been RICKYs feelings being revealed, and then HE should have had to explain himself to GINA, and then GINA got to decide where to go with their relationship. not the other way around. bad writing choice, IG. 

as much as i am upset for portwell.... gotta say the me who loved gina/ricky in season 2 is very happy. i hope they stay together into the next season instead of bringing MORE love triangle back. they could have a really cute relationship, plus the actors have really good chemistry together, so i’m excited to see where they go even if i am sad for EJ

i was worried that ricky was going to go right back to pining for nini lmao. im glad hes not. but the thing about all of that that bothers me is that, the way the show is written, i definitely think they always wanted rini to be endgame. but with olivia leaving, they re-wrote it so that rather that nini, ricky’s with gina. idk. they built up portwell so well last season, only to tear them apart so easily this season. guarantee if olivia had stuck around, rini would still be a thing. (maybe thats a big part of why she wanted to leave... no more romance scenes with joshua lmfao). 

i do like the idea of gina and ricky together. i think they suit each other. i just hope that they don’t get done dirty the way portwell was done this season in season 4, because that’s how i was feeling about portwell at the end of last season. 

BIG RED BI REVEAL!!! also can we talk about big red not even being in the show but getting his “hi im ashlyns boyfriend and im bi!!!!” moment because what a KING!!!! 

also honestly??? when big red first appeared did anyone else notice jet’s little friend-jealousy he had over ricky??? it was precious LMAO. i love big red and ashlyn so much but if the ships were to somehow shift next season, and like, ashlyn and maddox wound up happening... just hear me out guys... jet and big red. i have a vision, OK??? although it seems maybe kourtney/jet might happen next season and... ok??? no objections ig but i have no real opinion on it rn since they’ve barely interacted. 

buuuuut I LOVE the idea of maddox and ashlyn so much!!! i feel like even though i didnt get jet/ricky maddox/ashlyn potential is making up for it. im so glad that it seems like maddox’s crush will come into play next season. like, i feel like the documentary is going to really hone in on it, and ashlyn will be in major denial of it, but maddox is going to be going THROUGH it because the documentary is going to make her realize how down bad she was. 

elton john... ELTON JOHN.... MY HEART IS BREAKING FOR HIM TBH. the writers did him SO dirty. not only did he feel betrayed by some of his closest friends, he’s never heard his father say he’s proud of him. all this effort he goes through to impress his father and stay in salt lake, only for it to blow up in his face, for him to not genuinely trust any of his friends to be there for him during that call, and for him to lose his girlfriend because of being so stressed about performing good for the show??? only for his father to NOT SHOW UP to the show AND HANG UP ON HIM DURING INTERMISSION WHEN HE CONFRONTED HIM??? 

fuck you cash caswell, i’m ej’s father now. i hope miss jenn punches cash caswell in the face next season.

val being the only person to support ej with that phone call broke my heart. like he didnt trust anyone else to be there for him in his time of need.

MISS JENN MISS JENN MISS JENN!!!! 

God, her appearance again this episode was a breath of fresh air. it really reminded me how much i miss this show having supportive adults who care about the students. like, i love them all, but i love seeing how with just showing up miss jenn gives them support. miss jenn was the FIRST PERSON to pull out her phone to support kourtney when that asshole cut the power. she immediately saw little anna struggling and gave her advice. she assured nini that if she chose to stay, she’d be valued at east high, but also assured her that if she wanted to go out west she’d have her support, too. i LOVE miss jenn and what she does for the kids in this series and i really, really miss her (and mr. mazzara!!!!) supporting them instead of having adults like channing who tear them down and corbin who literally mixed up their names and didn’t give a shit about them personally all summer.

also... i was confused by corbin? like, did he not know what channing was doing to stir up drama...? i thought he was in on it? i guess not? corbin was just genuinely busy? he was sweet in the last episode but it was so jarring, because that’s not the corbin we saw throughout the season at all. 

all in all, i felt like the last episode was so rushed. i wish that they had one episode fully devoted to the opening night and performance, and then one episode devoted to the ‘one month later’ primer of the show. (also ricky just saying where he lived on national television i was like RICKY PLEASE NO). like i loved seeing all the characters in their outfits (CARLOS’ OUTFIT WAS E V E R Y T H I N G). the season, in general, was rushed. i wish they had one or two more episodes to really tie everything in together. we didn’t get to see a lot, anyone’s reaction to ricky’s confession, ej’s reaction to ricky/gina getting together, closure for maddox and maddison, theres a lot that couldve been done.

also. ALSO. i love her don’t get me wrong, but why did the girl who played little anna (who’s name i don’t remember, she wasn’t that important a character) get a musical solo and all elton john got was that campfire song??? SERIOUSLY?? HE SHOULD HAVE SUNG SCREAM. HE DESERVED IT. like please don’t misunderstand, it was a really sweet number and i love this is me, but why did she get an emotional solo this season over EJ? i just dont understand. 

AND I JUST NEED TO SAY... at that highly emotional moment, when ej saw the tension between gina and ricky, and was going to leave, and then corbin stopped ej from leaving by starting to sing i FUCKING LOST IT. I WAS LAUGHING SO FUCKING HARD. THE TIMING OF IT AND EJ JUST NOT LEAVING AND GOING BACK TO THE CIRCLE HAD ME IN STITCHES 

so, my predictions for the next season is that we’ll be back at east high (i hope jet and maddox come to east high as well) and the primer of the disney+ show will be taking place over the course of the season. it seems like they’re setting up for some possible miscommunications that will be in the directory that will cause drama for the main characters, possibly as they’re performing their fall musical at east high? like the editing and framework makes it look like certain characters have beef with another and the characters have to deal with that as the episodes primer weekly (maybe to correspond with weekly updates on season 4). it also  seems like maybe maddox’s feelings for ashlyn will be a focal point. not that i WANT another love triangle, but i’d be more interested in seeing one for maddox, ashlyn, and big red than ricky, gina, and ej. at LEAST make the love triangle feature new characters. just let ricky and gina be happy and have some development that doesn’t end in a dramatic breakup.... please. 

also... the possibility of jet and kourtney... i’m listening. i’m not entirely on board yet, but i’m listening. 

#hsmtmts #mac speaks #hsmtmts spoilers #i have a lot of feelings about this season #where is season 4 #i want it now

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Action! | Ch. 25

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.4K

Summary:  From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship?

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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 Baekho’s POV

I can’t explain it. My heart is just so full it feels like it’s going to burst. I never knew love could feel this way. Before, being around Minki never felt like this. But after I lost him for that short time and I realized (with the help of my friends) how much he meant to me, things changed. It was so different now, and at the same time, it was just like it was supposed to be.

“Is this a good spot?” Coming out of my thoughts, I looked at Minki as he stood in a grassy spot of the park, brows raised in question. “Baekho?” he asked me. Moving over to him, I slipped an arm around the other’s waist and pulled him close.

“Any spot is fine as long as you are there.” I told him. His face heated up and pulled away.

“Baekho!” He looked around quickly before lowering his voice. “Stop that. Someone might hear.”

“I don’t care. As long as I have you, I don’t care about the rest of the world.” Minki rolled his eyes and I laughed. It was a bit too much, I knew that, but it was the truth, or at least, that was how I felt.

“You’re silly.” Minki said, shaking his head as he spread out the plaid blanket on the ground and sat down. Joining him, I leaned back and stared up at the sky. “It’s a beautiful day. Thank you for taking me out.”  Turning my head, I smiled at him. He was so little and cute and I just loved him so much.

“You’re welcome.” I told him. “It is a beautiful day out and even more beautiful with you around.” He said.

“Hey Baekho.” Minki stared and stared at me. “This whole lovey dovey stuff, you can tone it down a bit.” He said and chuckled. “I like it, but I want my old Baekho back.” He said. I frowned and cocked my head. I don’t understand why the other asked that. I didn’t think I was being so different, but apparently I was.

“I’m sorry.” I said. “I just don’t want to lose you again. I love you so much.” Minki scooted closer and rested his head on my shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s okay. I love you too Baekie, but you don’t have to lay it on so thick.”  Baekie? That was the weirdest nickname I have ever heard someone give me. But coming from Ren, it was cute and I loved it.

“Alright, don’t smooth it on so thick, I get it.” I said and laughed. Sliding my arm around his waist, I held him close and basked in his warmth, just enjoying everything that I was feeling in that moment, memorizing it so I could think back on it later. It was peaceful and silent in the park today. Not too many people. The alone time Minki and I were sharing was just what the doctor ordered after such a long and painful separation.

“Hey guys!” I groaned and buried my face in Minki’s hair. Of all the damn rotten luck. Honestly, I told them specifically I was taking Minki out and we wanted to be alone. Does no one understand the word alone?

“Aron, Minhyun.” Minki spoke and smiled.

“Mind if we join you?” Minhyun asked as he started sitting.

“Yes” I said.

“No.” Minki said at the same time and turned to look at me. I shrugged and sighed. Alright, so this whole romantic date thing…yeah it was over.

Minhyun laughed and sat next to Minki, Aron next to him and wrapped his arm around the other’s waist. When had? Oh yeah, I vaguely remember something about JR muttering Aron and Minhyun getting it on. Poor guy. He was a long way from being a good guy again, but he was making progress. He was at least tolerating the relationships going on.

“Hey, when did you two?” Minki asked, pointing between the two who were so cozy together.

“Ah.” Minhyun blushed. “After you left. Aron asked me out and I said yes.”

“And it was the longest date I’ve ever had.” Aron said and smirked. Mink rolled his eyes at that.

“I think you hit your head one too many times when you were a child.” he said and we laughed. It was a theory we all had about our dear hyung. But, maybe that brain injury was what made Aron who he was.

“Anyway.” Minhyun continued. “After that, things just happened and well…here we are.” He said.

“See Minki, I told you my plan was going to work.” I said and grinned happily. Minki laughed and shook his head.

“Alright, alright. You were right Baekho, it did work.” He agreed and I beamed proudly at myself for creating such a fine couple. “Months later.” He added. My ego deflated and I huffed.

“Well, no need to say it like that.” I muttered, making him laugh. Smiling at him, I pulled him against me in a one armed hug before glancing back at the other two. “Yeah, so here you are. Can I ask why you have to be here?” I asked. They stared at me like I just asked a stupid question, but I know it wasn’t stupid. I didn’t ask stupid questions.

…

Okay, so maybe I did ask stupid questions and do stupid things, but I knew I told them what I had planned for today and for them not to bother us, at all. Period. Why were they here?

“Well…” Minhyun said and looked to Aron.

“We haven’t been out in a while and I thought I would take Minhyun out today.” Aron said with a shrug.

“Yeah but I told you-“

“Yeah.” Aron interjected. “But you didn’t tell me which park you were going to.” He countered. I didn’t? I thought I did? That was strange. Or was Aron lying and did know, but just decided to come anyway to bother us? Yeah that seemed more like something Aron would do.

“It’s alright.” Minki said and smiled. “We were just relaxing and talking.” He said.

“Getting to know one another?” Aron asked with a smirk. He winced when Minhyun smacked his arm.

“Stop it. That’s too personal.” Minhyun muttered and pouted. The other looked, almost jealous.

“Sorry Minnie.” Aron apologized as he leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“You better be sorry.” Minhyun said and glanced back at him, smiling.

“Aw, you two are so cute.” Minki said happily. I knew he was happy for them. I was too. A full year has come to pass since our debut, since my first feelings for Minki started to surface.  Three months have passed since our last debut as a group and within those months we lost Minki, Aron and Minhyun started a relationship and Minki was brought back. We’ve had one hell of a year together as Nu’est. JR’s antics, and everyone’s feelings. It’s felt like a lifetime has passed. Do other groups feel this way when they have drama going on?

Maybe. But it’s over now. Things have been resolved and I have my Minki back. My Minki. I’m sure as hell not going to do anything to ever ruin this again.

“Yeah, cute.” I said. “So can you go be cute somewhere else?” I asked.

“Baekho!” Minki said and smacked my arm.

“Ow! So mean Minki.” I whined, rubbing the spot and sighing.

“It’s okay Minki.” Minhyun said and stood, pulling Aron with him. “We get it. We’ll see you back at the dorm.” He told him. Minki nodded and watched them start to walk away and laughed at Minhyun’s comment.

“Oppa, buy me some ice cream.”

I snorted. Yeah, those two were made for each other. I’m glad they’re finally happy. But now we were finally alone. Leaning in, I nuzzled Minki’s neck gently before kissing it softly. I felt his body shiver and he pulled away.

“Baekho.” He whispered and I looked down at him. “Not here.” I smiled and nodded. So not here, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to do it later somewhere else.  “Let’s just lay back and enjoy the day.” He said as he fell onto his back, arms under his head. I watched him for a moment before falling back myself and laying there. This was a perfect day, lying next to Minki in a quiet park, with a promise of a bright future together. It couldn’t get any better than this.

#Nu’est #Nu’est fanfic #Baekho #Ren #Minhyun #Jr #Aron #Dongho #Minki #Jonghyun #Baekren #Minron #Baekren fanfic #Minron fanfic #Nu’est imagines #Nu’est scenarios #Baekren imagines #Baekren scenarios #Minron imagines #Minron scenarios #Kpop #Fanfic #Kpop fanfic #Kpop scenarios #Action! #Romance #Humor #Fluff #Internalized homophobia #Externalized homophobia

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Omg after that ask I really need aquamera to adopt a puppy together! And I can't stop laughing at the image of Mera trying to jump into the lions cage "Those are lions Mera, they'll chop your head off and I won't be able to have a chat with them so they change their minds about tasting you" "But look at their puppies! I'm sure the puppies aren't bad!" "Cubs. Lions' puppies are called cubs" and then she goes on mission of questioning about the name of each animal's puppies.

Hello~

Anon is referring to this post.

You sent me this anon a few days before I had learned that AquaMera actually do adopt a dog in the comics! I didn’t know at the time I wrote it. Now I really want them to adopt a puppy in the DCEU. I don’t think they will since the puppy from Arthur’s childhood in the film was probably an homage to Aquadog, but that doesn’t mean I won’t hope for it! 

Yes! I wrote in my tags on that post that Arthur would have to hold her back from trying to pet all the surface animals and I stand by that. The fact that you think Mera would refer to other animal’s babies as “puppies” is so cute, omg. I’m now accepting it as canon because that is adorable. I did think of a scenario that could help appease her curiousity, though…

“Arthur, if you don’t get out of bed right now, I’m going to kick your ass.”

She was sitting on him, shaking him with all her might. Today was Mera’s birthday and she wanted her present immediately. He told her the day prior that he was finally going to make good on his promise - he was going to take her to meet new surface animals. Ever since the puppies she saw, she had been talking non-stop about them. She demanded he tell her stories about the dog from his childhood and his experiences with other animals. She knows a lot about water creatures, but her knowledge about animals from the surface is quite limited. Mera’s curiousity about the surface world comes and goes, but her curiousity about the animals? That hasn’t waned at all. Her eyes light up when she reminisces about the puppy she held in her arms. He is excited to go to the zoo today. He knew it was the perfect gift for her. He loves seeing her happy and to be the one to bring her happiness is a gift in itself.

But, why did she want to go so early?

“As your king I demand you come back in an hour or t-”

The blanket was ripped from the bed and the curtains opened before he could finish his sentence. He shivers in the sudden draft, cringing from the light.

“Mera!”

“Oh! You’re awake! Great,” she says, pulling on his arm to get him up. “Get dressed! It’s time to see more animals!”

“Okay, okay,” he laughs as he finally sits up, wiping the sleep from his eyes. “I’m going.”

“A miracle,” she quips, pulling him to his feet.

“Happy birthday, by the way.” He kisses her temple before shuffling off to quickly get ready.

At the doorway, he looks back to see her smiling and silently clapping to herself in excitement. What a dork.

She notices his stare and huffs in annoyance, shooing him out of the room.

~

The day was a definite success. So much so that Arthur was enjoying himself more than he thought he would. He couldn’t remember the last time that he had went to a zoo. Animals behind cages aren’t his favourite thing in the world, but there is something nostalgic about zoos. His dad brought him to a few when he was a kid. Besides, witnessing Mera’s awe was all the reward he needed. He bought her cotton candy (It’s candy? Yes. But, it’s made from cotton? Not the way you’re thinking. If you’re tricking me… Just eat it, Fight Club. …Oh! It melted! It’s good, right? Yes. Hey! Get your hands off my cotton candy! Haven’t you heard of sharing? You’re already shaking from the sugar rush! Am not!) and heaps of ice cream. She didn’t seem to mind. He remembers the stories of her childhood birthdays. The theme was always the same: stuffy and more like political ploys rather than an actual party. He wanted her to experience a birthday like she never had before - carefree and fun. Thus, seeing all the animals and the copious amounts of sweets. He even bought her a balloon in the shape of a giraffe. She had it tied proudly around her wrist while she lead him around the zoo.

He couldn’t help but softly smile at her gasps of shock, her endless amount of questions, and her tendency to refer to young animals as “puppies.” He nodded at first and was about to correct her, but her look of pure happiness squashed that. She was way too damn happy for him to rain on her parade. So, he gladly went around with her and saw all the “puppies.” He encouraged her to crane her neck to meet a giraffe’s eyes, laughed when she tried to croon back to the screeching monkeys, and smiled in affection as she fawned over the bumbling bears. He took her to see some water animals, too - like hippos and otters - but her attention was really drawn by the surface-bound creatures. Occasionally she moaned about the animals being too far to touch, but then she would get distracted by the sound of a nearby exhibit and would rush to the next species to coo over.

As the day winded down, there was only one animal left to see: lions. She saw the sign and ran to look over the barrier and into the pit. All were lazily laying on a rock, bathing in the last rays of sun, drowsy as can be. The only ruckus was made from the two lion cubs tumbling about and occasionally running to one of the adults before scampering off again.

“How am I supposed to pet the lion if it’s so far away?”

“You’re not. Wild animals are dangerous, regardless if they’re in captivity or not.”

“But I held that puppy on the beach!”

“That’s different. That was a domesticated animal. These are not pets. They could seriously hurt you.”

“I’ve swam with sharks and orcas, Arthur. I could deal with petting this overgrown puppy.”

“It’s an overgrown cat, actually, bu- STOP TRYING TO JUMP THE BARRIER!”

Arthur grabs Mera by the back pocket of her pants to stop her from jumping into the pit of lions. She kicks and tries to wriggle out of his grip, but her sugar high is almost gone and, with it, her energy. Her body slumps in defeat and she lets Arthur pull her back to safety. With her feet firmly planted on the ground once again, Mera turns to Arthur with wide eyes and a pout.

“I just wanted to pet the lion puppies.”

“I know,” he says, pulling her into a hug.

She buries her face into his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist. He soothingly strokes her hair. He can tell she’s tired. Her eyes were starting to droop and her energy had significantly dropped in the last hour. The anticipation of the day and then experiencing the actual excitement must have been overwhelming and exhausting. Plus, her feet must be aching from all the walking. He’ll give her a foot massage later. He should also think about actually getting food into her system… He does feel bad for her, though.

That’s when he sees the sign in the distance.

Perfect.He unwraps her arms from around his waist, noticing that her eyes were shut.

“Did you just fall asleep?”

“Mmmm no,” Mera groggily denies, stifling a yawn. “Are we going home now?”

“Just one more thing and then we can leave.”

“Okay.” 

She gently takes his hand in hers, letting him lead her to their last stop.

~

“Shut up!”

Mera’s lethargy evaporates as she takes in the scene before her: people were taking pictures with a baby lion laying across their laps. The supervising zoologist manned the cub, occasionally swapping one out for another when one got particularly restless. People were told to sit still as the cub was placed on their laps and a photo was swiftly taken before the cub was taken back and the next set of people came in. 

Mera’s eyes light up in excitement, her last bit of energy surging to the surface.

“Are we taking a picture with the lion?”

“Of course. Why would I bring you here just to watch?”

She ignores the question as she realizes they are next in line. Her smile is beaming and she seems to be emitting a faint glow. Thankfully, no one notices as they are all enthralled by the lion cub stretching its limbs. She absentmindedly swings their intertwined hands. Arthur affectionately watches her and leaves a soft kiss at the top of her head. She turns to him and winks.

They’re next.

They are rushed in and one of the workers takes the balloon from Mera’s wrist for safe keeping. They are instructed to sit down and be still. Mera freezes, her eyes displaying all the animation that her body cannot. The cub is brought and laid across their laps, its head nuzzling into Mera’s stomach and its tail swishing in Arthur’s face. Mera’s hand slowly descends and hesitantly pets the cub’s head. The cub is distracted, not really paying attention to the affection its being shown, but Arthur can feel its purr rumble throughout its body. Mera lets out a slight laugh. She’s at a complete loss of words. That’s a first, Arthur laughs to himself.

The photographer curtly tells them to smile and snaps the photo. The next thing they know, the cub is removed from their laps and they are handed their photo (and Mera’s balloon) before being escorted out. Mera and Arthur huddle to examine their photo together. The cub isn’t looking into the camera, clearly distracted by something off to the side. However, the cub is not the best part of the photo - Mera is. Her eyes are slightly shining as she looks at the cub in reverence, a hand caught in motion, scratching behind its ear. Arthur is looking at Mera in the photo, a smile playing at his lips, complete devotion in his eyes. 

I’m going to marry her one day.

“Were you crying?”

“What? No!” Mera discreetly wipes at her eyes, erasing the evidence.

He chuckles as she tucks herself into his side and pulls him close.

“Thank you, Arthur.”

“Happy birthday, Mera.”

#AquaMera #Aquaman #thx for the msg anon~ #as someone who has actually done this before... it was definitely an experience lol #also i'm currently sick as hell and am not functioning properly so that's lovely and #explains why i wrote this lmao i think it's cute though and that's all that matters

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hi bestie, are you still taking requests? 🥹 cause if that so i’d like to read something about idol!taehyung meeting reader and it’s a scenario where she really doesn’t know who he is until he tells her himself LMAO and needless to say tae is instantly drawn to her and probably does anything and everything to charm her and so one thing leads to another,, they end up having some good old steamy sex 🫠🫠

Hey friend! This is cute and though there isn't much steamy sex I hope you still enjoy :) Thanks for requesting!!

Warnings: smut (penetrative and oral), swearing

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Coffee. Museums. A stroll by the river. That kiss under a bridge. Hell, you even took him on a train to go round that village famous for second-hand books. Took him on the train in economy.

You feel like all the life has drained out of you while Tae doesn’t look much better. Both of you silent in the aftermath of the news. Both for completely different reasons.

“I can leave,” his voice sounds hollow in comparison to what you’re used to. “If you want some space, I’ll understand.”

You still don’t speak, your eyes not even in focus as you stare at the middle distance.

“I bought you a fucking mood ring.”

Not quite the first words he was expecting to leave your mouth, but still, it’s better than the silence.

“Yeah, sorry, I probably could have paid for that.”

“I bought you a cheap, crappy mood ring that’ll probably turn your finger green,” you go on to explain, Tae clearly not understanding it wasn’t about the money. “You can’t wear that. You probably get given more expensive stuff just for existing.”

“Yeah, but, I like this,” he seems bashful, again another thing you’re not used to. “Because you bought it me.”

You roll your eyes. “I took you round that shitty cathedral. And you had to use that portaloo.”

“If that’s what you’re worried about, I’ve honestly used worst loos.”

“How?” You shove your head in your hands, wishing the floor would swallow you alive. “I told you that I thought Lush was high end. I’m going to die.”

He chuckles, the noise light and airy in comparison to your low muttered moans of despair.

“Lush is high end,” he tries to help but you don’t hear him, everything you’ve ever done around him and everything he’s replied seeming to fly through your mind, everything having new meaning.

“I told you I thought Shawn Mendes is hot,” you look back at him, voice deadly serious.

“And I said I’d hook you up,” he’s got a cheeky smile on his face, only making matters worse.

“I said I thought it was cute when popstars wrote songs for each other.”

“And I said I’d write you one.”

“I didn’t think it would actually be any good,” you whine.

“It might not be, I haven’t nailed the melody yet,” he shrugs.

“I know what you’re doing,” you point an accusing finger at him and he has the audacity to look half offended. “It’s not going to work. You can’t charm yourself out of this. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

He seems to turn serious at that, all false pretence and joking gone. His eyes are soft and you think you might get a half serious answer out of him.

“It’s not like I tried to hide it. You’re just oblivious.”

“Tae,” you whine pushing to your feet in favour of pacing, moving somehow feeling so much better. “Please don’t joke when I’m having a crisis.”

He chuckles and you try to ignore the sound of his chair scraping along the ground.

“What’s the crisis? It’s still me, nothing’s changed.”

“Apart from the fact you’re a fucking megastar,” you screech.

Long, solid arms wrap around your middle the shock knocking all the air out of you. You’re tugged back into a large, hard chest and then a chin comes to rest on your shoulder.

“Now, you’re going to inflate my ego if you keep talking like that,” Tae mutters into your ear.

You flush, warm and not just because you’re in his arms. You’ve been in this position with him before, but now you have completely different understanding of who’s arms you stand in.

Tae’s arms tighten around your middle as if sensing your feelings, his head twisting so his lips can brush the column of your neck.

“Nothing’s changed,” he mumbles.

“You’re famous Tae.”

“Not enough for you to know,” you feel his smile and it irks you.

“You probably have thousands of girls after you.”

He stiffens at that. “And yet I only want you.”

The words do things to you, just like his words always have. But unlike before you’re slower when you give in. You’re not exactly annoyed, more surprised. You’re from completely different worlds, can’t understand how or why you’re in this position. But Tae’s right, he’s still the man you know and however you got here you don’t want to let that go just because of one small thing.

Tae loosens his arms enough to let you spin to face him. You look up into his eyes and then lean in to connect your lips. It’s enough of an answer than any words.

And Tae seems to accept it, want to give his own apology for not telling you as his hands go to your ass as he pushes you back. You squeal as you hit the sofa, but Taehyung doesn’t let you fall, at least not before ridding you of your clothes.

His apology is more than words, it’s his lips on your nipples, his tongue through your folds, his fingers pumping inside you. And even when you’ve had your first orgasm it’s the promise of a second.

It’s him stood over you as he slowly pumps himself. It’s the way he leans over you, puts enough of his weight on you so you can feel everything. His lips on your face, his cock inside you, he starts slow. And he does everything you ask, goes faster when you ask, goes harder when you scream for more, helps you down from your high only to start all over again.

It’s one hell of a good apology.

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answers

Summary: Matt had lied to you about who he was. Maybe now it was time to get some answers.

Wordcount: Matt Murdock x fem. Reader

Wordcount: 1.2k

Rating: M

Warnings: Angst, lies, some cursing, mentions of blood, some kissing

A/N: Another @writer-wednesday and I loved the prompt/pic so much i wrote this in like 30 minutes lmao

“You’re not supposed to be here,” you closed your eyes with a sigh, your shoulders dropping as you heard his voice behind you.

“Where? Outside?” you asked slightly annoyed.

“Outside, on a roof at night in Hell's Kitchen,” he clarified and you scoffed.

“Why? Because it’s your territory? My apartment doesn’t have power so my landlord put me in here. There are plenty of roofs in this city. Choose another one.”

You were met with silence. Of course you were. That seemed to be his thing. Daredevil’s thing that is. Not that you had met the vigilante often. You had met him twice. Once when he saved your life not uttering more than a handful of words. And the second time when you wanted to surprise your boyfriend and found him dressed in the Daredevil suit almost bleeding to death on his kitchen floor.

That was almost two weeks ago. You hadn’t seen him since.

And he hadn’t tried to get in contact with you either.

You didn’t know what hurt more. Him lying to you, or him not even wanting to explain himself. You loved Matt. And you were pretty sure he loved you, even if he had not said those words yet. You had been dating for almost nine months. A typical meet cute. You, running into the blind guy standing in front of your flower shop as you were putting out the new flowers for the day.

He had asked what smelled so good. You had answered in your obviously flustered state that it must be him. You would never forget the smile he gave you in response. Matt had asked you out for dinner the next day and ever since then you were together.

You thought you knew all about him. The difficult childhood after his father died. The struggles to pay for his lawyer degree. The frustrations about not being able to help more people, even though Nelson & Murdock had been doing just fine with that.

You thought you knew him, but he had been lying to you the entire time.

Looking back you were so blind. You never questioned the bruises or new injuries on his body that seemed to show up frequently. He had only smiled at you before he kissed you to distract you from giving you an answer.

You should have known, yet who would think of Matt Murdock, attorney at law and blind being the fucking Devil of Hell’s kittchen? You questioned everything ever since. Why didn’t he tell you? Why didn’t he trust you enough to share this secret with you?

“When you showed up at the shop the day we met…” you began, “the day I met Matt Murdock,” you clarified, “was it a coincidence or were you looking for me?” you asked. You looked at the New York Skyline, your arms pulling your coat tighter around your body as you waited for his answer. Even though it was almost spring, the nights were still cold.

“I wanted to check in on you. You had a mild concussion…”

“How the hell did you know that?”

“I heard it.”

You turned around, finding him standing under the big red letters of the Empire Hotel you were staying at.

“You heard it?” you asked.

“I can hear things others can’t. It’s how I… see?” he said and you raised your eyebrows.

“Like right now I can hear that your heart is beating faster. But it’s different from why it usually beats faster when you see me. It’s more.. I don’t know. Angry? I can’t describe it, it’s just different. You’re sweating even though you’re cold. You had a glass of red wine for dinner ans some crackers and you changed your shampoo…”

“I used the hotel stuff…” you said quietly. “How do you know all that?” you asked.

“The accident… The chemicals did something to my other senses…”

“You can always do that?” you asked surprised. He nodded.

You took a deep breath, tilting your head up to look into the dark night sky.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” you whispered. “I thought… I thought there were no secrets between us. I trusted you Matt. I lo…”

“I was scared,” he interrupted you. He took a step closer to you. He sighed, running a hand over his black masks before he pulled it off his head, revealing his eyes to you.

“I never intended for anyone to find out. Not you, not Foggy… I do not want to put you in danger. The devil… he has enemies. Other enemies than Matt Murdock. And if anything would ever happen to you because those people want to get to me… If they find out there’s someone that I love… I…” he shook his head, his eyes dropping close as his hands ran frustrated through his hair.

You rolled your eyes.

“You’re such an idiot, Murdock. How long did you think you could hide this from us? Does Foggy know? Is that why you’re not talking?”

He nodded.

“And if your best friend reacted like that, the man who always has your back, did it maybe occur to you, that your girlfriend might be even more pissed? Do you have…” you closed your eyes, gulping once. “Do you have any idea what it was like to find you like that in your kitchen? I thought you were dead. I thought you were dead and..” you felt the tears in your eyes, your voice breaking.

“I thought you were dead. And all I could think about for the last few days is that you do not even care enough about me to explain yourself or talk to me about all of this.”

“That’s not it…” he started but you scoffed.

“I don’t know what’s going on in that brain of yours but maybe this is not working. You clearly don’t trust me…”

“I love you. I love you and it fucking scares me to think about me being the reason that something might happen to you,” he almost yelled and you closed your eyes.

“I might trip down the stairs and break my neck, you can’t stop things from happening to me.”

“I can stop some things from happening. Things that I’m the reason for. Please.. I…” he took a couple of steps towards you and you made no intention of backing away. Slowly his fingers run up your arm. You let your head fall against his shoulder as he pulled you against his chest.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” he whispered against your ear and you put your arms around him.

“Never lie to me again,” you said quietly.

“Never,” he promised and you looked up at him. His eyes were by some miracle looking at your lips and you rolled your eyes, before you grabbed the collar of his black shirt and pressed your lips against his. He made a surprised sound before his arms pulled you even closer as he took over and kissed you passionately. Trying to communicate everything he couldn’t through this one kiss.

He rested his forehead against yours as he parted from your lips.

“I love you too, you idiot,” you mumbled annoyed but with a small smile. He gave you a small grin before he kissed you again.

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“All of the songs are about you”

Requested by anon: Hi, first of all I want to thank you for all your amazing work that you share with us, I absolutely adore everything that you write!!! Secondly, I was wondering if I could request something with Sebastian, where reader is a famous singer and younger than him, and when they reveal their relationship, people start saying that he is only using her and he gets worried that she will leave him for someone her age. Once again, thank you! 😚

Word count: 2k

Author's note: Thank you for your kind words dear nonnie! I hope you like it.

Warning(s): language

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Masterlist

Both of you being famous wasn't easy with you being a singer and Sebastian being an actor. Especially when you wanted to keep your relationship a secret and you were quite younger than him. You have been dating for a while now and you couldn't be more in love with him. He was your muse for many of your songs, but the fans didn't know that. They did notice though that you started writing more love songs than before. You got questions about it almost every day, but you never answered them. They had their speculations, but you never confirmed any of it. It might be selfish, but you wanted to keep him all to yourself and both of you agreed to wait a little more before going public. He was promoting his new movie and you didn't want people to think that you announced your relationship only to give more publicity to it. But sometimes the universe doesn't care what you want.

It was a normal day, like any other, when you were at Sebastian's house and you started craving some McDonald's. The weather was nice for the time being past 10 pm so you decided to go out to buy it instead of ordering. It was dark already so you weren't afraid that anybody would see or recognize you. It was a five minute walk from his house and you thought it would be nice have a short walk. You waited for Sebastian to lock the front door then started walking down the street hand in hand. It probably wasn't the best idea, but you really didn't think that any paparazzi would be near you. You went into the fast food place to buy what you needed, then started walking back to his place, laughing at a story he was telling you. You loved these late night walks, the dark giving you a sense of comfort.

"Baby" he stopped walking as still giggled, making you stop as well. You turned to him, eyebrows raised in question, a smile still on your face. "I love you" he blurted out, intently looking at you, waiting for your reaction. He never said it before, despite dating for almost 6 months now. You didn't say it either yet, not wanting to make him uncomfortable or rush him. After his last relationship he wanted to be extra sure when saying the three words and you understood him. Your heart skipped a few beats at his confession, the smile widening on your lips.

"I love you too, Seb." you beamed, stepping closer to him and pulling him into a hug.

"Thank god." he mumbled into your hair, making you pull away.

"What do you mean 'thank god'? How could I not feel the same way about you? Haven't you heard the songs I wrote lately?" you asked jokingly in disbelief, but knowing he didn't mean it like that.

"You know what I mean" he blushed under the light of the streetlamp.

"I do" your arms going around his neck you pulled him down into a deep kiss. When you broke apart you walked back to his house to finally eat.

What you didn't realize was that there was a paparazzi following you, getting the perfect angle of your kiss, taking a series of photos.

The next morning you were woken up by your phone essentially exploding with calls and messages. You groaned as you reached for it, barely being able to touch it as Sebastian refused to let go of your waist.

"Why is your phone waking us up at the ass crack of dawn?" he groaned, rubbing his eyes.

"I don't know" you unlocked it to see at least 25 calls from your manager and another few from friends and family. Around the same amount of texts were sent as well, making you sit up in bed, confused. "Something is wrong." he sat up at your tone to look at your phone. You dialed your manager, putting it on speaker. She picked up right away.

"What the fuck are you doing?" she almost screamed into the device, making Sebastian look at you.

"I was sleeping. It's 7 am." you explained.

"Care to tell me why is you and Sebastian kissing plastered on every news site on the internet right now?" your whole world stopped at her words.

"What did you say?" Sebastian spoke up as you were still frozen in your spot.

"Oh your partner in crime is there too? Great. I don't have to say this twice." she was being sarcastic, but you didn't care. You just wanted an explanation.

"Tell us what is happening, please" you pleaded.

"There are multiple pictures of you going around. They are claiming that they took them last night." she explained, but that wasn't enough.

"What pictures?" you asked.

"Pictures of you holding hands and kissing." you ran your hand through your hair.

"Fuck" Sebastian sighed.

"That's an understatement." you heard shuffling on the other side. "So I recommend you guys figure out what you are going to do and do it real fast because it is getting out of hand."

"Yeah, sure we will do that." he took the phone from you. "Thanks."

"Just doing my work." she ended the call with a sigh. Sebastian looked at you as you stared at your legs, deep in thought.

"Hey" he brushed his hand up your back, shaking you out of your mind.

"Yeah?" you looked at him, startled.

"We need to do something." he explained.

"Yeah, yeah, sure. What should we do? Go public? I mean we don't really have any other choice." you furrowed your brows.

"Do you want that?" he wanted you to be hundred percent okay with whatever you were going to do.

"Yes, I just hoped it wouldn't happen like this." you sighed. "Do you want that?" you asked back.

"Yes. We already talked about going public so I guess we will have to do it now." he shrugged.

"How are we doing this then?" you stood up to get dressed, getting ready for the day.

"Posting a video on TikTok?" he grinned.

"Absolutely not. We are not posting on Tiktok." you shook your head, laughing.

"So where do you want it? Facebook?" he raised his eyebrows, joking.

"No." you laughed. "I was thinking about posting a pic on Instagram." you threw out the idea. Both of you used the app a lot so it would be the best choice.

"Okay, let's find a picture." he also stood up.

"Ah-ah" you held out your hand to stop him. "You talk to your manager while I pick out a picture to post on my account and you can post one on yours if you want to. Mine is going to be a surprise." you grinned, already having one in mind. It was your favorite picture of you, taken by a friend without your knowledge. You were in a parking lot at the beach, you sitting on the hood of his car while he was standing between your legs, kissing you. There was a second picture, where you were leaning your forehead against his, both of you laughing at your friends shouting at you to get a room. Both of your faces were clearly seen on them so you decided to post both of them.

'All of the songs are about you' the caption read. In seconds your notifications were blowing up with comments from fans. You didn't want to read them, because you knew how people on the internet could get and you knew that you being younger than him would bother some of them. Sebastian came out of the bedroom to sit next to you.

"You posted it?" he asked, taking out his phone.

"Yep" you smiled. You leaned your head against his shoulder as he opened the app, waiting for his reaction. He immediately searched up your name and tapped on the photo. His thumb froze on the little heart as he read the caption. He put the phone down and grabbed your chin to pull you to his soft lips in a kiss.

"I love you." he mumbled into your lips.

"I love you too." you giggled. He pulled away to pick up the phone to leave a comment. 'If I wrote songs mine would be about you too' you snorted at it. "You are cute"

-

A few days later you had enough courage to check the comments people were leaving online. Maybe it wasn't the best idea.

'Jesus. Isn't he like 12 years older than her?? Gross'

'He is definitely using her lmao but I can't blame him, get that coin king'

'Y'all think she calls him daddy in the bedroom kjsdnhs'

'She is just using him to write songs'

There were nice comments as well, calling you cute together and wishing you well. The mean comments always stuck with you more though and you didn't want Sebastian to read them. It was enough that you went through them. Both of you were a little insecure about your age gap, but you loved each other so you helped the other through the harder times.

You got to his house and walked in as he asked you to not to knock anymore. You found him sitting on his couch, phone in hand. Hoping that he wasn't doing what you thought he was doing you sat down next to him. He had instagram open.

"Seb" you sighed, taking the phone out of his hands.

"What? I just wanted to see what they were saying." he tried to defend himself.

"You shouldn't read these." you shook your head. "So you wanna watch a movie?" you changed the subject. He agreed with your suggestion.

The movie had been playing for a half an hour when he pulled away from your cuddling.

"What if they are right?" his voice was so quiet so almost didn't hear him. You paused the movie to look at him.

"What do you mean?" you asked, confused by his sudden outburst.

"The comments saying that you could do so much better than me" he kept looking at his feet. You sat up and grabbed his chin to turn his head towards you, your heart breaking at his words. This was exactly why you didn't want him to read them.

"Baby" you sighed. "They are not right. Not even by far. I could not find anyone better than you even if I tried. But I'm not trying because I have you with me and you are the best thing that happened to me in a long time. So get that thought out of your head." you stared into his eyes to get your point across.

"But don't you want someone your age?"

"No I don't." you shook your head. "I am perfectly happy with you and I don't need anyone else." you held his cheeks between your palms. "Plus I like it that you are older." you smirked making him chuckle lightly. Climbing onto his lap you pulled him closer. "I love it that you are more experienced." you pressed a soft kiss on his cheek. "I love it that you are taller." a kiss under his ear. "I love it that you are always so so sweet to everyone you meet." a kiss on his nose. Your right hand went into his hair as your lips kissed down to his neck. "And I love the way you make me feel when it's just the two of us." you whispered into his ear, your breath hitting his skin, making him let out a moan. He grabbed your waist in a strong grip. "I love how big your hands are." you nipped at his skin on his neck earning another noise of pleasure and his fingers digging into your skin. "But most importantly" you pulled away so you could look into his eyes to show your sincerity. "I love you. All of you. With everything I have." his eyes softened as he pulled you into a passionate kiss.

"I love you too."

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