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streaminn · 8 months
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Idk if this has been asked, but in the streamer Enid au, are Wenclair the type of couple that would have build-a-bears of each other? Like they’d have a colorful wolf and a black cat.
Hmm, not.. Really
Atleast not Wednesday. Since she's traveling, sometimes she has to do so lightly right?
If anything, they'd have bracelets
But!! Now that they're together, absolutely
Enid does have a longcat plush with very similar deadpan eyes that she goes to sleep with every night tho
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I kneeeww you’d reblog them x3 gimme all
OKAY FINALLY THE TIME HAS COME
*rolls sleeves up*
who is/are your comfort character(s)? is anyone going to be surprised if i say iorveth
lighter or matches? matches. it is so fascinating to watch the flame slowly crawl up the stick ☺️🥰
do you leave the window open at night? i tend to, except during winter and mosquito season
which cryptyd being do you believe in? none sadly
what color are your eyes? brown
why did you do that? why did i do what
hair-ties or scrunchies? i think i'm partial to scrunchies
how many water bottles are in your room right now? probably zero? not sure tho. i'm not in my room right now. i'm not even in the country.
which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee? BOTH ARE EQUALLY GROSS
would you slaughter the rich? with pleasure
favorite extracurricular activity? writing
what kind of day is it? rainy
when was the last time you ate? for actual food, about 7-8 hours ago. for a snack, like an hour
do you love the smell of earth after it rains? hmm... i'm going to say yes
are you a parent? (all answers qualify) yes i am the deadbeat father to a longcat plushie. his name is marian.
can you drive? kind of but not really
are you farsighted or nearsighted? painfully nearsighted
what hair products do you use? shampoo. that's it.
imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails? hell yeah.
do you say soda or pop? soda
something you’ve kept since childhood? i don't think i have a thing like that
what type of person are you? what does that even mean. what are my options.
how do you feel about chilly weather? strong dislike
if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing? i mean that depends on the rooftop??? there are so many rooftops out there.
perfume/body spray or lotion? ew, neither
a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times? idk how to answer this question. scenario for what?
about how many hours of sleep did you get? 7-8
do you wear a mask? sometimes
how do you like your shower water? warm to boiling, depending on the time of year
is there dishes in your room? see the answer to bottles of water
what type of music keeps you grounded? various kinds
do you have a favorite towel? no
the last adventure you’ve been on? exploring the Court Gardens
is there a song you know every word to by heart? hmm, not anymore, i think
what’s your timezone? utc+2
how many times have you changed your url? on this blog or in general? on this blog, 4 times i think?
someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years? no
a soap bar that smells good? i don't use soap bars
do you use lip balm? yes my lips and the area around them cracks something awful
did you have any snacks today? yes
how do you take your coffee? i don't
an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site? spotify
what’s your take on spicy foods? good for the soul, bad for the stomach
you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it? there are SO many people. SO MANY PEOPLE. but i'd start with jarosław kaczyński.
can you remember what happened yesterday? yes
favorite holiday film? no
what was the last message you sent? iorveth fire emoji
when did you first try an alcohol beverage? at like 9? not quite sure
can you skip rocks? eh, not that well
can i tag you in random stuff? ALWAYS
whew
this was hard
BUT I FUCKING GOT THROUGH IT
thank you for the ask! 😘💚
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shootingxstardust · 2 years
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Empress' jacket neck thing is the perfect ferret holder. And by that I mean Sir Stinky Longcat is at her feet wanting to be lifted up.
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The cyborg reaches her hand over to softly pet the creature with one finger. She then picks it up and holds him like a baby.  “Hmm”
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my-monster-island · 3 years
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Nyaaga - Yasu Ebineko
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shittylongcatposts · 4 years
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Door 23 (a little bit lemonish)
The day before christmas eve Jumin was quite excited for his present. He knew its gotta be something special, and when Mc finally told him to open it... All his hopes were destroyed. The young man heard his wife laughing when he pulled out the piece of coal. Why would she gift him coal? What does that mean?
Mc saw her husbands confused mimics and chuckled. "Mc, I don't think I get it. What does it stand for?" "You mean the coal? Didn't you know Santa gave small coal stucks to naughty boys and girls? At least thats what my friends and me were told when we were younger." "Is that so?... But what makes you think I'm naughty, hm?" Jumin smirked mostly because he already knew how she would react after this question, but he was also very curious how this conversation would turn out... Just when he thought about the light blush on her cheeks he noticed it. Mc avoided all eye contact to keep herself distracted from the obvious answer "Well, you know... Santa knows you're pretty naughty sometimes, coming home late, being mad at your employees, all this stuff." She shrugged, still avoiding his gaze.
"Ahh, I thought he would know about those other things too, well I'm glad he's not watching very closely then." The dark haired man was still smirking and stroked his fingers up and down on her thigh, trying to make her goosebumps. "I mean, I can show you how much i deserve the piece of coal right? After all you do like naughty boys, don't you?" He planted a kiss on the side of her neck and slowly wandered higher to her mouth, softly biting her bottom lip and when he felt her moan, Jumin even deepened the kiss. "I take that as a yes." Mc nodded and tried to say something but her soul already left her body, leaving her unable to say anything. She did like naughty boys. A lot. The young girl shook her head to get herself together again. But his deep raspy voice only made things worse. "Come on, lets go somewhere where i can show you my dirty deeds." Jumin grabbed Mcs hand and slowly dragged her into the bed room, starting to kiss her all over again. And oh boi, did he deserve that piece of coal that night.
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atalana · 4 years
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in honour of today's random bullshit that i didn't even bother reading but instead just kinda skimmed through, hey remember when homestuck updates were a thing to look forward to?
remember caring about your favourite characters?
remember just before the epilogues when we were all super psyched to see what was gonna happen, instead of hearing about some new bullshit from tumblr and going "hmm i wonder what monstrosity they created now" while maintaining absolutely no emotional investment in any of it?
remember crashing several webpages with the sheer onslaught of excited fandom?
remember the night after game over came out when we all hit post limit and then tumblr was completely dead for like six hours before the post limit count refreshed and we spent the next like week reblogging angsty fanart?
remember when homestuck felt exciting because the fans were explicitly acknowledged and listened to?
remember longcat, jane?
i remember longcat
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pinespittinink · 5 years
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11/11/11 Tag Game
tagged by @bookenders​, let’s get ittt~
rules: answer 11 questions, ask 11 questions, tag 11 people!
Reusing these questions because I’m tired, uff, tagging: @kaatiba, @the-ichor-of-ruination, @lumina-chronicles, @clockworkstars, @aschenink, @writersblockandapotoftea, @notanotherhour, @trevorparece, @ink-whiskey-seats, @astaera-writes, @writerightmegpie
If someone wrote a country song for your OC, what would it be about? Would it be sad country? Angry country? Classic country?
Oh my god... as ridiculous as it may be, Victory is probably like... a Taylor Swift-esque kind of country song. Early Taylor Swift, with the lighter sound and hopeless romantic lyrics. 
What’s your favorite statue or sculpture?
ohOohOHO, do I have one or WHAT It’s the Rape of Persephone by Bernini 
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the DETAIL, UGH.
Do you play any instruments? What is your favorite instrument to listen to? What is your least favorite instrument to listen to?
I used to dabble with piano, and I memorized how to play a few things, namely Into the West and To Build a Home, but I didn’t stick with it enough. I love listening to piano and strings... violins, bass, cellos. I have a long history with classical music and an enormous love and appreciation for it. 
Least favorite... I don’t know honestly. Solo horns maybe, like trumpets or trombone. 
Instead of FMK - Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Fake-Date: Dumbledore, Persephone (from Greek Myth), and Gollum (NOT Sméagol, no cheating).
Jesus christ.... fake-date Gollum, enemies to lovers with Dumbledore, slow burn Persephone. 
What’s your favorite candy? Or if you can’t choose, top 5?
Look, my sweet tooth is the WORST. So, three musketeers, york peppermint patties, saltwater taffies, sour patch kids, midnight milky ways. 
(And twix)
Which of your OCs is the worst artist? If each could design a cover for their respective WIPs, what would they create?
Hmm.... Addie has no artistic talent whatsoever. She can’t dance, can’t sing, can’t do art for shit. Solene has talent but he is such a weirdo about using it. If he designed a cover, it would probably be glossy, dark blue and gold filigree. 
Daemyung would leave Mateo to make the cover for Star White, even though he’d probably make something prettier. Mateo’s makes something understated and simple but still very aesthetically pleasing, white and straight lines and probably stars. 
Victory is a good artist, but Ghilain is too... she’d probably do a painting, white feathers and the longcat’s face. 
What’s your favorite part of editing?
Ooooh, I like this, I actually really like editing. I just like the practice of tuning a piece of work into something greater, refining it. 
Of all the notebooks/sketchbooks/etc you own, which is your favorite?
I’d take a picture but I’m lazy rn and this has been in my drafts long enough. Basically it’s a hardcover journal that you flip over with Day Dreams on one side and Night Dreams on the other, and the covers are beautiful illustrations with gold along the pages and I love it. 
What’s one book you’re looking forward to reading?
A Darker Shade of Magic, when I get around to it. I own it, but I haven’t cracked it open yet. (I’ve got more than a few of those rn...)
What kind of museums do your OCs like? What museums do you like?
Phaedron likes science museums, seeing how tech works. Victory likes art museums, but classic ones, and he loves observatories and butterfly sanctuaries. Enfriator appreciates them all, but she doesn’t go unless she has company. 
Solene loves history and science museums, and huge expansive libraries. Moses likes the libraries too, they put him in a sense of awe and quiet comfort. 
Mateo likes modern art museums and greenhouse style observatories, outdoor modern sculpture gardens. Daemyung can be found in libraries and gardens and science museums.
As for myself... I like variety. Science museums are fun, but I really love classical art, and I love being among greenery. 
How many of your OCs does it take to change a light bulb?
My mind immediately went to the Hebid gang, and honestly, Eaves is the only reason any of them can do anything. He could build an entire house on his own, but without him they’re all hopeless.
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booabug · 6 years
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does it matter (marichat)
He’s got his arms around Marinette and she’s got his lax hands in her lap. Just bending them at the wrist playfully: up, down, up, down, out, in, to the left, to the right, left, right. Chat Noir only got in, but she wanted to cuddle right away (needs to de-stress probably) so they’ve been sitting on the bed (should that be weird?) while she plays with his hands.
(it doesn’t feel weird)
She’s sitting with her back on his front and he’s sitting with his back on the wall; his lower back’s kind of squishing her stuffed longcat’s face (he knows it’s not pure white like Longcat, but he’s not going to to stop calling it that) and it makes him feel a bit bad.
(sorry, longcat. you are making this very ergonomic though)
Marinette stops moving his hands.
“I just thought of something,” she says. He can feel the vibrations from her speaking on his chest.
“Congratulations.”
“Thanks. I hope you get to experience it too, one day.”
Chat leans his head back with a snort. “Okay, you win that round.”
He feels her lean back on him, but doesn’t say anything (she must be waiting for him) until he looks down to meet her eyes. She says, “You never talk about about your day anymore.”
“Huh. Did I?”
“Mhmm. Stuff that was bothering you. Why don’t you anymore?”
“Hmm...” He takes a while to think. She starts rubbing her thumbs on his hands. “You know, when you open the door to let me in, you look... so happy to see me. Like, genuinely happy, and here all I’ve done is show up.”
“True?”
“Guess I forget whatever then.”
“You guess you forget whatever then,” she echoes, snickering. “Very said good.”
“Ohh, let me live. Pretty sure you don’t talk about your whatever anymore, either.”
“... Huh. Guess not.”
He bows his head and smiles at her, looking down into her eyes (they’re so blue; every time, he thinks they’re so blue) and Marinette’s looking back up at him and smiling.
Her gaze wanders down and she raises one of his hands in hers. She mutters, “Your hands are big.”
“Paws,” he says. He curls his hand (and hers with it) for a moment. “Nya.”
She chuckles. “Dweeb.”
(what were they just talking about again?)
“You have big paws, then,” she says. She lifts his other hand, curls it in hers. “Nya.”
Chat leans his head back and starts laughing harder than he probably should.
(it doesn’t matter)
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sbnkalny · 7 years
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Remember Longcat, Jane? i remember anything? and who is this Maria? hmm, look how pathetic they are! i don't have enough fuel units! you must not do this, don’t you ever stop, pasta! slice that paper like it deserves to be sliced! WOOO!!!
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edgyfandomguy-blog · 7 years
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RFA's reactions to the MC being a magical girl
everyone's doing mysme fanfictions. time to hop on the bandwagon and succumb to the version of myself I never wanted to be. enjoy. Also, despite using the word "girl," this is kind of one of those things that you can take any way. Despite what many will lead you to think, people who aren't girls can be magical girls as well. Is it good? Maybe. Should you read it? Your call. Yoosung You were hangin' out with your partner Yoosung, bein' all cute and stuff, doing what couples do, whatever. But suddenly... A GIANT WORM CAME OUT OF THE GROUND! You were about to say something, but that gigantic baby interrupted you. "IT'S BIG, SCARY, AND PINK!" Time to show Yoosung your true power. You prepared yourself, and then screamed so everyone could hear. "HENSHIN, MOTHERFUCKER!" Your transformation sequence began. Despite all of your body parts being censored by sparkles, Yoosung was aroused. You came out of the sequence in a cute pink dress. "MC, you're a magical girl?!" Yoosung yelped, pointing his index finger at you. "OMG HOW DID YOU KNOW IT WAS ME?!" you said, astounded by his observance. But this couldn't stop you. You took out your wand... AND BEAT THAT MOTHERFUCKING WORM TO A PULP! When it was dead, you ran back to Yoosung and clung onto his arm... and he was super afraid of you after that. Jaehee Ah, a magical girl who works at a coffee shop... that would be really cute. Another day back at the ol' grind. You poured beans in a coffee grinder... grinded it... "THIS IS FUCKING BORING!" you yelled. Then suddenly, the radio in the café suddenly started playing Guren no Yumiya, the theme song for Attack on Titan. Actually, no, it was the theme song for Attack on Titan Junior High. BUT STILL. "It... can't... be..." you both said at the same time. A gigantic foot could be seen stepping narrowly against the door of the café, causing tremors throughout. But this was no time to panic. You ran out and henshined. "HENSHIN!" you yelled. Sparkles, censorship, yadda yadda yadda. Queue Jaehee's "sparkly eyes sliding glasses down emoji." "In the name of all things coffee and my feelings for Jaehee which she thinks are platonic but actually aren't, I will PUNISH!" You went right for the nape of the neck, only to realize that someone came out! Who was it? No spoilers. You henshined back and went up to Jaehee. "I'm pretty sure gay marriage isn't legal in Korea, I dunno I didn't research it, but will you come to me to a marriage where it is legal and marry me?" "ok, lol" she said. And then you got married, but Jaehee still thought it was platonic. Zen You were on your way to the park with Zen because he was always working most of the time. It was time to hang out with him and maybe have sex possibly. But... he kept looking down at his mirror and admiring his looks. So much so that he tripped and got a bloody nose. "MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!" he screamed. But little did he know, his bloody nose triggered a crazy chain of events. Suddenly, Edward Cullen jumped out of some nearby bushes. "IS THAT... sniff sniff... BLOOD I SMELL?" He ran to attack your Zenny. So you henshined right away! "ZENSHIN!" you said. But through all the censorship sparkles, you could see Zen facepalming because of your shitty pun. "Zen's blood is mine, Diggory! DIE." And then you killed him, be it with your mind powers, your magic wand, or just outright stabbing him. Then you henshined back. "mc... the beast is unleashed... sex me" What happened after that? Use your imagination. Jumin Mista Trust Fun Kid is back at it again with his kitty, Elizabeth the III. You would think that in such a guarded penthouse no one would be able to get in without authorization, right? WELL, YOU WERE WRONG, BAKA. A strange figure burst in through the door. Who could it be? Hmm... It was Sokka from Avatar: The Last Airbender. He looked starved. But at the sight of the majestic cat on Jumin's lap, his eyes lit up and his mouth watered. "Meat...!" His reflexes were fast. So fast, that he was able to grab Elise from her owner's loving arms. Jumin screamed. Not a tiny scream, it was LOUD. His hands were clutched on his ears and he was crying. Also snot was running down his nose. Get a tissue. You decided to not wait any longer. "HENSHIN!" Transformation sequence, something. "DON'T EAT MY DAUGHTER, SOKKA!" You slapped him and he passed out. You transformed back. "mc... that was the sugoiest thing i've seen meow. i want to take you shopping right meow." Somehow, it turned into a makeout sesh. You got so lost in his lips that you almost forgot the unconcious fictional man on the floor in the living room. Saeyoung It was the time when you were working in the Rika lady's apartment and Seven was bein' all tsundere. "Hey Seven," you would say. "Don't bother me I hate you die in a hole," he would reply. Eventually, it really got to you. Negative thoughts entered your mind. But little did you know, demons feed off of your negative thoughts. You came to the point where you fantasized about possibly punching Seven in the face, when... BOOM! The window that you just got fixed broke again, but this time it wasn't Unknown. Now it was... Longcat. "AGH SEVEN HELP ME!" you screamed. "Don't bother me, whore." Last straw. "HENSHIN!" Your transformation sequence began, and Seven finally turned his head towards you. The outlines of your body that were covered in sparkles aroused him. You came out in your mahou shoujo outfit. "DIE LONGCAT!" You punched it out the window. After henshining back, Seven practically had stars in his eyes. "That was... amazing even though you killed Longcat." ... ... ... "You called me a whore." After thoroughly being frightened by you, Seven promised to never be tsundere to you again. And then you yelled at him for not saying it earlier. FIN. im done with this, im tired, goodnight, like favorite subscribe, whatever
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myshippingwrites · 7 years
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MC not wanting to get out of bed in the morning
Yoosung:
You usually wake up about the same time since you both love to sleep. But yoosung was awfully perky this morning and you were just not having it, you wanted to stay in bed as long as possible. “Mc! Good morning!!” You have a half mumble and half grumble sound escape your lips. “Come on mc” he said with a little bit of a whine in his voice, he then comes and lays beside you and starts pecking your face with kisses. You eventually roll to your other side and pull the blanket over your head “Ouch mc are you just going to ignore my kisses?” You then make snoring sounds to hint that you are not getting out of bed and yes you are ignoring his adorable kisses. “Hmph no choice then.” He then kneels over your sleeping frame. You curiously pull the blankets down a little and open one eye to look at him and he flashes an adorable smile at you that then quickly goes evil. The tickle monster has been set free. You desperately try to break from his tickling grasps but he has no mercy. Eventually you fight back and start tickling him. Which leads to you two sort of wrestling each other (even though he is very clearly winning) right when you think you have the advantage he pins you down. This leads to you rolling around a bunch and eventually you both end up rolling right off the bed, blankets and all. Immediate laughter filled the house. As the laughter calms and you catch your breath you lean over your husband to say, “Fine.” He has this smug/ sheepish little grin on his face. You rub your fingers through his hair and then bring your lips ever so gently towards his, and stop right before touching, “good morning” you whisper and then quickly stand up and run away, before yoosung (who is on the floor eyes closed expecting his kiss) opens his eyes to spring after you to get his said kiss.
Zen:
Zen is usually awake before you, since you are such a sound sleeper you sleep right through the alarm. So to help zen has given you a kiss every morning for your alarm clock. But today you had no intention of leaving your comfy bed, you were beyond exhausted. Just like every morning you are woken with a light kiss. But you instantly fall back asleep. Within seconds another peck. You decide to mess with him. “No! Our love is forbidden.” You say as if you are sleep talking. Zen has a very quizzical/confused look on his face, And he recognizes quickly the line from you rehearsed with him just the other day. a smirk grows on his lips. He then kneels on the side of the bed next to you and strokes your hair. “Yea, the world seems to want us to depart our own ways. My Brain tells me I must go, but yet my heart yearns to stay. “My heart yearns the same my love, shall I compare thee to a summers day? Thou art more temperate and fair.(snore)” Zen lets out a light laugh “thats a different play mc.” and then grabs your hand and presses it to his lips. “Your words Pierce my very heart and bring me joy I cannot live without! Why don’t we forget the bonds which our placed upon us and go and form anew?” “Though nothing more could bring me such joy, I am bound to the world, And have been promised to another.” Zen did not think this was going to go this direction.. “My lady, to whom are you promised? And dost though return his affections?” You move slightly away from him and cover yourself with more blankets. “His name is sleep, my lovely zen. And it’s not a matter of affection but of necessity.” Zen couldn’t contain his laughter. “Oh so sleep is my rival now huh?” He brings his lips to your ear and gives it a quick kiss, whispering “I think I can take him”
Jumin:
Jumin always has to get up early in the mornings, you are not really a morning person but Jumin is worth waking up for. You sometimes don’t get to see him for most of the day so it’s a time you both treasure. But this morning you were beyond exhausted! The alarm went off and you didn’t hear it. Jumin moved to turn off the alarm you didn’t feel it. Jumin couldn’t help but smile as he observed your sleeping frame. Your hair was all over the place, you were slightly curled up in a ball, and he loved hearing your light breathing. He brushed the hair from your face and laid a light kiss on your forehead. You on the other hand were dreaming about the different guests for the upcoming party. It was coming up in a few weeks and it was deeply on your mind. Currently you were dreaming about Jumin talking to the cat pancake company. Your thoughts were all over the place. Jumins so cute. Cat pancakes, he would love that. Pancakes… Pancakes sound good. Maybe I should make pancakes this morning…. I can almost smell it… What time is it? Your eyes flew open as you realize in your half sleepiness that Jumin was no longer by your side. You scan the bed, no Jumin. You then quickly sit up to scan the room, hoping you haven’t missed him. Just then he rounds the corner with a tray in his hands. A very kind loving smile on his face. One that you are sure could cure all illness in this world. “Good morning my love” he says as he walks over to you, “it’s proven, beautiful woman tend to sleep longer ” He then lays down next to and places the tray in front of you. “Pancakes? Haha I was just dreaming about pancakes!” you say excitedly “Pancakes for my beautiful princess” he says with a wink. You couldn’t help but laugh as you remembered your very first breakfast together. You lean into your precious husband and give him a kiss. “You’re amazing Jumin.” “It’s nothing.” You gently touch his face, “no Jumin I really mean it. You are amazing! I am amazed to think such an amazing person could be mine. You are the love of my life!” He chuckles a little bit with a slight blush coming to his cheeks. He wraps his arm around you and pulls your head to lay on his chest, and kisses the top of your head. He whispers into your hair “I love you. You are my world” -You then spend the rest of the morning cuddling and eating pancakes together. Neither one really wanting to leave.
707 Saeyoung (seven) loves sleep! Now that he is done with the spy business, he is catching up on all the hours he has missed. So you are usually the one that is waking him up. But this time you were the exhausted one and slept past him. Seven snuggles up right next to you, “good morning.” “….” You do nothing. He leans over you and begins to nibble on your ear. You push him away, “No longcat! (Fake Snore) saeyoung might get jealous.” He leans over you a nice grin on his face, “fine… Seven zero seven, cat mode activated.” He then starts rubbing his hair and face against yours and begins to “purr” the hair tickling your skin. You can’t help but let out some giggles. You try and escape but he’s got too good of a grip around you. You grab whatever you can (which ends up just being your pillow) and try and block his cat like intrusions. But not to too much luck. He then starts nibbling and licking you wherever he can get to, “pay attention to me, meow.” “Gah!” You scream, now start hitting him with the pillow. This leads to a full out pillow fight war! Eventually you escape and are even throwing things across the room at each other. Saeron bless his heart, just sitting there on the couch watching tv. (He’s used to this kind of thing) Eventually saeyoung is just full on chasing mc across the house. He eventually catches her and pins her to the ground. A triumphant smug expression spreads across his lips. “I got you under me-ow.” He says triumphantly. Saeron calls out from the other room “do you need me to kick him?” You both smile and you say with a laugh and a little out of breath, “thank you saeron, but I think I can handle him.” Saeyoung then leans into you and gives you a passionate kiss. The mans fake purring continues. You eventually bring your hands to his face, “Alright my kitty you win! I’m awake. What do you want to do now?” “Hmm.. ” he says sitting up a little, “I don’t know, I’m kinda tired now. Think I’m gonna go back to bed, meow.” He then quickly kisses you again and then runs away. “Saeron!” You say getting off the ground, “You can kick him now.” Which leads to yet another full on war with the three of you.
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saeranlover · 7 years
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I’m feeling a million times better this morning, so here’s the start of the next chapter of my Jumin X MC fanfic~ What I was working on last night I’m just going to keep adding to when I’m not feeling inspired to write other things~
“Jumin… My head hurts… And my body…” You mumbled into his chest when you woke up the next day, your messy hair agitating your back and shoulders. “I feel dead…” You then growled at your hair, just as you felt a warm pair of arms wrap around you as your hair was tied up on top of your head.
“You must be feeling a bit hungover from the… sheer amount of wine that we went through last night… We probably shouldn’t do that again… Even I can feel my head hurting too,” Jumin muttered, rubbing a tiny bit of sweat off his forehead. “Maybe it would be best if we only did things like that on special occasions, like on the day where we get married…”
You nodded in agreement, before your stomach suddenly felt… rather unsettled. Faster than you ever had done before, you jumped out of bed because you began to recognise the feeling of needing to throw up badly. Jumin tiredly looked on in slight surprise, as he had never seen you move like that before. His only relief was that you had grabbed your phone before you did make a run for it, so he could text you if he got too worried.
Slowly, he went and opened the RFA messenger just to be met with Luciel, Jaehee, and V in a chatroom together. In a chatroom titled ‘Were Mr Han and MC drunk last night?!’ He cringed at the chatroom name, thinking that he must have drank even more wine than he thought…
 Jaehee: I cannot even believe what happened on here last night…
707: It was amazing! Lol Jumin and all them cat puns!!!
V: It must have been a cat-astrophe.
Jaehee: Not you too, V…
Jumin: Cat puns… Hmm, did I really drink so much wine last night?
707: AND HERE’S THE MAN HIMSELF ~~~JUMIN HAN~~~
Jumin: -_-
V: Well… Did you have fun drinking wine with your fiancée last night, Jumin?
Jumin: Well, yes… But I believe that she is badly hung over right now. She has ran off, presumably to the bathroom…
707: You two didn’t… y’know… ~have fun~ whilst drunk in the bedroom, did you?
Jumin: I should hope not.
Jaehee: Mr Han… If news of what happened last night with yours and MC’s… drunken escapades in the penthouse… gets to the press… Imagine what could happen? It’s enough with all of the news articles out today!
V: Oh yes… the news articles…
Jumin: News articles today?
707: lol it’s more like gossip articles
707: but…
707: You, MC, and V are all over the place! Spikes in internet searches about the three of you! I was confused at first, until I looked it up! The press noticed your engagement rings yesterday, and they also noticed that V was with you both for most of the day!
Jaehee Jang: ‘Jumin Han engaged to donation event mystery woman?!’ is the headline of almost every article this morning…
707: You didn’t mention the best one, Jaehee!!! ‘Jumin is ‘Jumout’ of Korea’s most eligible bachelors!’
Jumin: ……
V: I got woke up by my door being hammered on. Apparently, because I was seen with you and MC yesterday… And the fact that they know I have some semblance of fame with my photographs…
V: They were trying to get any little detail out of me over you and MC, and they were trying to find out if I’d took any photos of you both to ‘sell on’.
V: I closed the door in their faces, but…
707: There there Jihyun! Seven zero seven shall save you from the burdens of the press!
Jaehee: Oh no.
Jumin: I… would run, V.
V: … ‘Longcat is best cat in the world: Exclusive with the cats!’… Luciel, are you replacing every single article about Jumin… with that?
707: YES!
Jumin: … A cat gossip magazine…
Jumin: Assistant Kang, as soon as we are able to return to the C&R building, that is to be our first project.
Jaehee: Oh…
707: CAN I BE THE EDITOR?!
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shittylongcatposts · 4 years
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A cold breeze brushed through Mc jacket, making her shiver. She wondered if today was going to be the day where the first snow will fall down. The young woman crossed her arms, pulling her jacket tighter around her body. Just another few minutes, she thought, and then Jumin would finally show up and get his next bag. In it were two Tickets of one of his favourite theater plays- A midsommer nights dreame.
Another breeze brought her attention back to where she stood, then she saw a movement out of the corner of her eyes. A person she knew all to well in a black trench coat walked up to her, she knew already who this man was, by his walk, and his confident appearence. "Hi, Mc, excuse me for being late. Something came up at work last minute and I had to call my father to make sure that he knows of it." He hugged her softly and rubbed her arms to warm them up. "That's ok, Jumin, lets walk in then.... Its really god damn cold..." Like the gentleman he was Jumin offered her his arm, Mc gladly took the offer and sighed when she felt her arm getting warmer already.
Inside the theater the young CEO stopped and looked at his wife in concern. "Mc we don't have ticktes, yet." A small laughter escaped from her lips and she brushed one hand over his cheek, mostly to stop him from walking away and buying them. "Jumin, you don't have to buy the cards. Here, take a look inside." She handed him a small bag. In this very moment he realized this was yet another present. He opened up the bag, pulling out two cards for tonights show. Jumin pulled up her chin with two fingers to kiss her softly.
"Mc i don't know what to say, how did you know this is one of my favourite plays?" "V told me at our last RFA- dinner, when you were drinking that special wine with Jaehee." She explained. "You are always so thoughtful with these presents. Thank you my love."
A small bell rang, bringing a little distance to the lovers. It was the sign that the show was about to start, so Mc took the hand of her husband and showed him their places. And while he enjoyed seeing the play, she enjoyed looking at a very happy husband from time to time.
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shittylongcatposts · 4 years
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Door 22
The young couple sat on the couch together, cuddling under a blanket. Elizabeth the 3rd rested near her owners feet, purring softly. Mc felt his hands softly stroking her hair, while she drew lines on his chest. She was just a few moments away from drifting into the dreamlands, when she suddenly remembered that she didn't give Jumin one of his last bags yet. The brown haired girl stood up with a little grunt and walked over to the side table.
"Whats the matter, my love?" Jumin asked before she reached out for the next bag. "Oh I just remembered that you didn't receive your next bag yet." "Hmmm, couldn't that wait a little bit longer? I was about to fall asleep with an angel in my arms." He yawned while stretching himself, trying to get a little bit of energy back. "Oh? Hmm maybe the angel will come back when you open your present..." She said and gave him the bag. Jumin chuckled and sat up to open it. When he pulled out the book his jaws dropped down.
It was a brown book, the art on the leather cover looked fancy, old, and magical. In beautiful golden letters stood The Book of magic and witchcraft. His slender fingers ran over it carefully and opened it on random pages. Each spells or rituals were framed in tendrils of different herbs. "Mc, where did you find this one? It's beautiful." He turned the book around to look at the backside of it. His fingers still running over the soft leather.
"It's a secret." Chuckling she took the book and opened it again, finding a summoning spell. "Oh look, may be you're able to summon the angel you talked about."
"You think so? I think there's another ritual, I'd prefer to perform, and I bet it'll work better than this very spell." Jumin said and tapped on the page. "Oh Really?..." Just before she could say another word he pulled her in for a kiss, his hands resting on her waist softly wandering up to her back where they drawed small hearts. The young man heard Mc softly moaning under his kiss and stopped for a moment looking at her. His eyes were still resting on her beautiful blushed face. "I think it worked."
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*vibrating slightly* Life is pointless without a fine horse that carries you through your hardest times. But at least I have my black bean juice. *sips* Hmm, look at this beany boy right there.
*dabs Slightly* i might be interested please write me, a midwesterner: *injects ranch dressing straight into my veins*. If i ever hated jealousy, i'd be, the sentence and the plea i won't be put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Remember Longcat, Jane? i remember anything? and who is this Maria? hmm, look how pathetic they are! i don't actually understand anything.
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sbnkalny · 7 years
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Crazy fool. Why do you always jump?! One of these days, you're gonna land on something as stubborn as you are! And I don't do bits and pieces.
👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit and a smirk fool. Remember Longcat, Jane? i remember anything? and who is this Maria? hmm, look how pathetic they are! i don't have a great way of traveling? i love trains too! they've always been my #1 favorite way to go! say yeah, say what, woot woot, let's get freaky 😏🤡🤖💋
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