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ambrosiagoldfish · 2 months

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I've never sent a request before, but I'm fiending for more adam, like anything, anything at all

Benefit of the doubt

Adam x 3rd Spouse! Reader

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Warnings: Angst(?), Not exactly fluff at the end but it gets better, typical Adam TW’s, reader low-key high-key has a complex about being loved, this is set way before the show, and Gn! Reader. (Also Y/n isn’t used, which also surprised me, the author, LMAO)

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Request Box: Open

Word count: 1760

A/N: Hi! Thanks for the request! I haven’t had a chance to write something that was originally my own idea in a while, so this was very refreshing! I’ve had this idea since I’ve watched the show so I hope you enjoy it!

I’m entirely up for making a small series from this oneshot, but I would need to know y’all’s opinion on it! (So don’t feel scared to let me know if you want some more of this idea in my Request box/the replies on this post!!)

Also Adam may be slightly OOC but please just chalk it up to him not yet getting his ego’s dick sucked 24/7

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy, let me know if you do!

Proofread but of course could have left mistakes!

You’ve existed for almost all of human existence, Almost.

You were the 4th being to be created during the time of Eden. But unlike the other 3, you weren’t human. In fact, you technically never lived before. An honestly hopeless existence, yet it was so beautiful in every way. But for what purpose? Well…

You were created shortly after Eve ate the apple, before she and eventually Adam committed the first act of sin that caused evil to latch onto humanity like a leech.

The reason for your existence was simple. To be Adam’s new spouse, except for when after he died. From the very moment Eve bit the fruit of temptation, it was already decided she would hold no place in heaven. Adam was given mercy due to him not possessing any knowledge of the fruit Eve had shared with him, he trusted her wholeheartedly. Which is exactly why heaven gave him mercy… no, pity would be a better choice of words.

Upon your creation you learned immediately of the happenings before your existence. About Lilith and Eve, and about Lucifer

And so, after Adam and Eve were casted away from the Garden, they continued to live their lives, fostering the existence of mankind for the rest of time. And when they eventually died, Adam was given pity while Eve was thrown to the wayside, the vast unknown.

You thought it was finally your time to experience existence with the one you loved, the one you were made for. Of course you never would know life as he did but surely your life never-after life could be just as meaningful as his.

How excited you were, how completely enamored by the thought of it. But there was a problem with that, Adam had grown into a new person, he was meant to of course, he was human. But he had grown selfish, abhorrent… insecure.

You understood why, to be betrayed by not one but two of his wives for the same person. You couldn’t possibly imagine what he could be feeling. Before you were to meet your future husband, Sera informed you that he had asked for a mask, and once on, he has refused to take it off.

That didn’t bother you, it’s irrelevant to your love for him. You've only heard descriptions of his features. Short Brown hair, gold eyes, bushy eyebrows, some scruff on his chin. All in all, he sounded perfectly fine, ordinary even. But even then it’s his choice to wear the mask, so you’ll respect it.

Finally, the time he arrived in heaven, and when Sera finally introduced you, his new spouse, the one to whom would be by his side for the rest of forever.

He rejected you outright.

“What?” Your breath hitched as you stuttered over the word, the sharp inhale of your lungs through your mouth flicked through the air.

Sera looked just as shocked as you but she quickly regained her composure “What is the meaning of this Adam?”

“If you think I’m going to let my life get fucked over by another one of your “gifts” well, you’ve got another thing coming!” He crossed his arms and shook his head defyingly. “I’ve already learned my lesson with those last 2 bitches.”

“Adam I’m sorry that happened to you but I would never-“ almost like lightning his finger shot to your mouth, shushing you.

“Save it, Sweetcheeks, I really don’t care what you have to say, so just stay there and look pretty, k?” His hand fell and grabbed the sides of your face, squishing your cheeks together, his LED mask flashing a sharp smile.

You saddeningly looked down at the clouds below you.

“Adam!” Sera’s voice sounded through the air, still soft but firm, she continued, placing a hand on your shoulder, “Divine judgment allowed you to be the first human soul in heaven, so I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I expect you to give your new spouse that same grace.”

Slowly your eyes looked up at Sera with a soft smile. Adam only groaned “Ugh, Fine but don’t be fuxking annoying, capiche?” You nod your head quickly.

“Very good, glad we have it settled.” Sera gives a quick smile, “now, I have some business to take care of so I’ll leave you two alone to get to know one another” With that, Sera flew away leaving the both of you alone.

The silence was thick in the air, the only sound being the occasional wind breeze blowing past. The sunlight creeps in through the clouds painting an orange sky above you both. In every sense of the word, it was perfect.

It was almost funny. You had waited so long to finally meet him, your true love, the one you were made for. All the things you dreamed about, the laughs you’d have together, the warm embrace of the person who you loved. But now… you didn’t know what to say…

“I’m… happy to finally meet you.” Your voice is quiet, almost non-audible. “I’ve been waiting for you since… well, forever…”

He doesn’t respond. He seems to be transfixed on something below you both. You train your eyes on whatever he’s watching only to see the dark cavernous abyss below you. Finally he breaks his silence.

“The fuck is that?” He asked pointing down, a sound of genuine intrigue hidden behind his abrasive voice

“That’s hell?” You stated confused “where would-be sinners will go to be punished, didnt you k-“ you suddenly realized that perhaps Adam really didn’t know what hell was. It was only created relatively recently, after Eve and Him ate the apple, of course he wouldn’t know. “it’s also where Lucifer-“

“Don’t fucking say his name.” Adam spoke, his voice rough in his speech. LED mask putting a harsh frown on his face. “Let’s get one thing straight M”Kay babe, if you’re my “new spouse” that’s something you should remember.” The “new spouse” was said with a tone clearly meant to mock you.

“Sorry…”

“Ugh, It’s fine, just don’t do it again.” He groaned before a wicked smile crept onto his mask “Sooo, that means he’s going to be stuck with all the wasteful beings of existence, HA fuxkin’ hilarious. Guess that makes them the losers and us the Winners!”

His laugh filled the air, the sound was like music to your ears, sure maybe it wasn’t really what you’d hoped he’d fine funny, but you loved it all the same but eventually his laugh died down

Silence again… in admits of all of it you suddenly was sparked with a thought “oh!” Adam looked confused at the random exclamation. “I had almost forgotten… I brought you something, as a welcome gift or was it a nice to meet you gift? Both? Eh, it doesn’t matter but the point is-“ you suddenly snap your fingers.

Golden light began shining, the light seemed like liquid hot magma as it moved and molded slowly into a shape. Light seemed to be overlapping and churning into itself, forming your desired outcome. With one final snap of your fingers, the gleaming gold liquid took hold, and quickly hardened to a solid.

The object that had formed quickly fell down, landing in your arms with a light thud.

“I’m still learning this creation stuff, so I’m sorry if it’s not perfect but-“ you hold out the object in your arms as an invitation to grab it “I learned from Sera that you liked to play guitar when you were alive, so I thought you might like to have one here…”

Adam looked at the instrument in your hands. The base color was gold, the neck was pearly white with gold strings. To be honest it looked more like a harp then anything, like if a guitar and a harp had a baby.

Silence again. Did he not like it? Did he hate it? You go to pull it back to you and apologize when suddenly it’s ripped out from your hands.

“Holyshit, this is sick as Fuck!” Adam immediately started playing some rifts on the new guitar. The sound wasn’t what you were expecting but you guess Sera was right about his talent with the instrument. The whole time his mask had a wide and sharp smile as he mimicked guitar sounds with his voice, the occasional laugh leaving his mouth.

“I’m really glad you like it” you say, a sigh of relief leaving your body.

Adam looked at you, one you missed. He saw how relieved you were, how nice you were being. No person who supposedly loved him ever gifted him something, well, one other did. Someone he trusted and loved more than everyone, anyone. But look how that ended, with them being removed from the garden, away from an eternity of happiness until he died. All from someone giving him what he thought was nothing but love, a gift.

But he could see that this was different, you were different. When Eve gave him the apple, she didn’t explain what it was or why she wanted him to eat it, even when he asked her she didn’t explain. But with you, you had not only given him something you knew he liked but also expressed the reason behind it. Yes, you were different, even Adam could see it.

“Anyways, thanks for the axe, I guess…” Adam for the first time was stunned, but quickly he continued “What was the thing that Sera chick said about me and “divine judgment” or whatever the fuck? That she gave me the “benefit of the doubt…”

You were a bit confused but continued listening, “I guess I should at least try to give you a chance, since you got me this sick ass guitar an’ shit.” Your face lit up, you about began to speak before you were, once again, shushed “B-B-But-” his finger tapped your lips with each repeated syllable ”-only a chance. If you betray me like those last 2 bitches then you’re done, got it?”

To say you were overjoyed would be an understatement, a smile quickly plastered across your face as you quickly nodded your head

“Alright good, so uh, what do ya say about showing me the best places to get a bite to eat around here, I could really go for some ribs right about now.”

“ I’d… love to, thank you Adam”

“Yeah don’t mention it Sweetcheeks” Adam quickly wrapped his arm around your shoulder and you two began walking.

Maybe you will get your eternity of happiness.you can only pray you do.

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bb-eilish · 1 year

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𝒜𝓇𝓉𝒾𝒻𝒾𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝐿𝓊𝓈𝓉

pairing: AI!Soobin x f!reader

warnings; swearing, pet names, dirty talk, multiple smut scenes, pining, nipple play, rough sex, phone call, praise, robo soobin, no condom use, creampie, jealousy/delusion, stalking, kissing, blonde soobin. (if i missed something pls lemme know!!)

summary; Your close friend’s new riches makes christmas forever memorable.

A/N: I read @writerpetals “artificial heart” and couldn’t help but picture soobin, please read their work it’s great!

𝓐 gasp is heard through the entire restaurant, you would care about the dozen eyes suddenly on you, but you can’t. Your closest friend, Yoon, has struck gold, she’s been working as a higher up at your guys’ office job for the longest time and has been very buddy buddy with the CEO. So when the former CEO retired she left the company to Yoon, who now has inherited a million dollar company!

“You’re kidding.” Your mouth is glued to the ground as she beams at you, “Isn’t this amazing? Just in time for Christmas too. I worked for so long and it finally really payed off. Now I just need to find you a present.” She thoughtfully looks at her food, the flame of the candle between you two lighting up her features warmly. “Heh, if only you could buy me a boyfriend.” You joke as you poke at the salad in your dish.

“Boyfriend hm? I see…” She smiles as you both carry on, dinner is filled with disbelief as she tells you just how much she has now and the gossip the old CEO told her.

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“Merry Christmas, Y/n. Bring him in over here!” Yoon greets and then shouts behind her, the smile on your face twists into confusion. “What?” You’re confused even further when two men heave a box up the steps to your porch and slide in through the door. They drop it off by the tree and you gape. A box that’s at least 6’0 sits next to your tree now, the presents under it look much smaller in comparison.

Yoon’s smile almost hurts your eyes as she beams at you, “I think you’re gonna love it!” She goes in for a hug that squeezes the air from your lungs, “Yea, I bet I will. I hope you like your presents.” Your nerves flare at the idea of her not liking what you got her because of this unbelievably tall present.

“You seriously didn’t have to get me anything so big, I’d be happy with a card honestly.” She shakes her head at your modesty and smiles, “You deserve the world Y/n, don’t worry about it.”

“Coffee? We can open presents after I make some?”

“Sounds lovely, be quick or I might open your gift myself.” You giggle at her and go to put a K-cup into the machine. While waiting you can’t help but to admire your kitchen, it’s your favorite style and just the right size. It’s perfect and even better with the adorable christmas decorations everywhere. But sort of….empty. The decorations are nice and all, but ever since your ex left awhile ago it’s missing something.

The sound of the coffee squirting into your cup takes you out of your thoughts as you wait till it’s done and put a new one in. “Here, coconut french roast, just how you like it.” Bending over slightly, you pass her the hot christmas mug and go back to the machine. It’s just finishing up your cup.

“Alright, open this first.” You grab a small wrapped box and pass it to her, the snowflake paper contrasting to her red and back flannel pajamas. She pushes a stray piece of hair behind her ear before digging into the bright paper. “Oh my god, this is so pretty. Is this the one we saw in the window of that one store?” She asks in awe, “Hehe, yeah it is. Do you like it?” Watching her squeal makes you feel warm, she means so much to you and you can only hope she knows it.

“I love it, thank you so much. Here open this!”

You both go back and forth opening the presents until the last one is inevitably the tall one. It intimidates you as you step closer and dig a nail under the tape that’s stuck at the sides. You jump when she changes her mind about you opening it, “Actually, y/n. Turn around, I’ll let you know when to look.”

You arch a brow at her but turn around nonetheless, there’s the sound of paper, cardboard, and then a button. She squeals happily as she tells you to turn around. Your heart beats wildly in your chest as you fidget with your fingers and swing around.

First you blink, and then again, and once more. A man stands there, a gentle smile on his face as he greets you. “It’s nice to meet you, Ms. L/n. I’m Soobin, I hope I can be of service.” You hesitantly meet his hand. “Um, I’m sorry, I’m confused.” You eye both of them until he responds.

“I am your assistant, I was customized for you.” That honestly made your confusion worse as you look towards Yoon, she laughs as she begins to explain. “This is Soobin, your AI assistant. He cost a pretty penny but it was so worth it, once I saw how customizable he was, I knew he could be the one for you.”

“He’s a robot?” You ask dumbfounded, he smiles again. A very human-sounding chuckle leaves him as he nods. You eye him up and down not so subtly, his hair is almost a platinum blonde, it sits neatly styled over his forehead. He wears a tidy looking black knit sweater matched with jeans and sneakers.

"Looks real doesn't he? He can do whatever you like, he can cook,clean, grocery shop, even drive a car." She stops to take a step closer to you, leaning into your ear. "And he's made for you in other ways as well." She laughs before getting a loud notification. You stare at her wide eyed as she apologizes and leaves to go manage the company or whatever she said.

"Merry Christmas Ms. L/n. Would you like me to clean up?"

You peer around your living room, the ground is covered in hundreds of pieces of wrapping paper. "Uh, sure. Thank you..." You can’t help but eye him curiously as he gathers the paper and random boxes around you. You have to admit, he does look incredibly real. Especially when he bends over so fluently to grab at the garbage. He even breaths out a little while he does it as well.

“Where should I put these?” He questions when he’s done, it honestly scares you a bit as you were spacing out — thinking about him of course, he’s an entire robot.

“Oh uh, the trash cans are in the garage. That way.” You point to the correct door, he nods with a smile and is on his way.

The coffee in your hands grows colder as you watch him, you’d be worried about being creepy with how much you’re staring, but something tells you it probably doesn’t matter.

“All done. Do you need anything else Ms. L/n?” He stands before you with his hands crossed in front of him. “No, thank you for cleaning. You can…s-sit down if you’d like? We’re going to be seeing a lot of each other anyways.” He smiles again and you try not to pay attention to how you gulp in response. Soobin swings himself around and sits on the other end of your couch, looking at his hands as he outstretched them curiously.

“So, Soobin. I know you can do house chores, what else can you do?” This is the best small talk you’re able to conjure up at the moment, you’re acutely aware that he’s metal and wires. “Besides house hold chores, I can answer questions — as I’m connected to the internet — I know every language and am fully trained in multiple martial arts. I was programmed to protect you, as well as be a companion. I hope we are able to get along.”

He smiles at you once more, the dimples in his cheeks apparent as he does so. He’s so human it’s uncanny.

“Wow, that’s amazing. I’ve actually been a bit worried about living on my own. Is there anything else you can do?”

“Yes, I’ve also been programmed to know exactly what you are into sexually.” Your eyes basically pop out of your head in response, warmth settles over your skin as you let your imagination run a little too wild in the moment.

“O-oh. Well, uh, I’m going to take a shower, make yourself…at home.”

You scurry off to your bedroom, thoughts absolutely taken over by his words. You were very open with Yoon about what you were into, you’ve been friends for years so it was only natural that the subject was brought up multiple times. And now you have a robot assistant who looks like he was modeled after…well.. a model, and knows how to please you.

You’re going through your clean hamper, as you haven’t put them away yet, when a knock sounds from your door.

“Ms. L/n, since it’s 9:27 in the morning, shall I make breakfast?” His muffled voice still has heat settling over your cheeks as you respond.

“Oh, sure. You can make whatever you want, I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.” To be honest, you couldn’t think of a single breakfast food at that moment. Too much has happened in such a short time, you’re still a little stunned. Soobin hums and agrees and you go back to searching for clothes to wear.

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You’re shower was 15 minutes longer than usual, Soobin was on the front of your mind and because of that you were in space for most of it.

The bathrooms warm and foggy atmosphere contrasted the rest of your house, it was cold but not annoyingly stuffy when you creaked the door open. “Ms. L/n breakfast is ready, I have made pancakes and french toast.”

“I don’t remember having frozen pancakes and french toast?” You mumble as you step into the kitchen to ogle the delicious food on your table.

“I made them from scratch, I hope you enjoy them.” He bows before turning around to handle the small mess he created. He made them….from scratch? He even topped it off with a few blueberries on the butter that sat on top of the stack of pancakes. The food looked like it was stolen right from a commercial.

“They look delicious, thank you, Soobin.” You say as you slip into your seat and pluck your fork from the table. “Of course.”

Cutting the pancakes was almost mesmerizing, as they were unbelievably pillowy and soft. The taste was so much better than you imagined as well.

“Soobin, oh my god. These are amazing.”

“Thank you, Ms. L/n. I’m glad you like them.” He smiles, it’s so human like it catches you off guard.

He leaves you to eat and only comes back to take your dirty dishes. Wow, he’s treating you better than all of your ex’s combined, it has your eyebrows shooting up in surprise.

That’s how the remainder of Christmas went, with you being surprised at how nice he was, even if he was AI and programmed that way.

“What do you do at night? Do I need to…uh…plug..you in? Or..?” He didn’t come with any plugs or anything so you’re a little confused if he has to recharge or something. “Oh, no. I sleep as well, it’s obviously not the same as human sleep, but same idea.” You open your mouth in an O shape as you nod.

“Well, goodnight, Soobin.”

“Goodnight, Ms. L/n. Merry Christmas!”

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Sleeping was difficult the first night, knowing he was “sleeping” in your guest bedroom. You tossed and turned for hours before barely being able to slip fully away. Too bad that lasted an hour and now your alarm is blaring. The sigh you let out is almost pathetic as you groggily rise to your feet.

Your apartment is eerily quiet and you momentarily forget what’s missing. That is until the door opens and he walks in, putting down the groceries he bought on the counter.

Rubbing at your eyes you ask, “What are those?”

“I bought ingredients for dinner tonight, as I know what food you look. So, we’re having your favorite italian dish.”

“Oh, wow. Thank you, Soobin. Heh, do you know my social security number too?” You chuckle, “Yes, it is 892-“

“Okay! So glad you know that.” You nervously chuckle.

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3 Months have passed since you were given Soobin, he’s been unbelievably helpful so you’re grateful Yoon spent the money on him, because you did NOT have that much. Soobin and you have grown closer as well and you can’t remember what it was like without him.

“And I told him to fuck off because he literally tried to get with my sister.” Yoon grumpily exclaims as she tips her back to down another shot. “You’re kidding.”

“I wish I was, she was also like 17 at the time.” Your mouth falls open in shock as she nods her head drunkly. You yawn and go to rub your eyes, stopping because it took you so long to do your eyeliner earlier. “Hey, I’m gonna call Soobin to get me, do you want a ride home?”

She shakes her head with a smile before saying, “Don’t worry, I have a chauffeur now. Isn’t that so weird?” She giggles. You dig out your phone from your purse that sits on your lap, the dim lights of the club making the screen much brighter than you remembered. Squinting, you try your best to find your home phone number, turning down the brightness is useless because apparently it’s already all the way down. Finally you find the number and press it, it only takes a couple rings before he greets you with the voice you’ve grown very fond of.

“Hello, Ms. L/n. Are you enjoying your night out?” He’s as kind as ever, it brings a sappy smile to your face as you answer. “Yea, thank you. Could you pick me up by any chance? I took Yoon’s car so my car is still at home.” You yell into the phone, it’s so loud you wonder if yelling is even working.

“Yes, of course. I’m leaving right now.”

“Don’t you need the address?” Your eyebrows furrow.

“I always know your location thanks to your phone. I’ll be there in approximately 16 minutes.”

“Thank you.” You hang up and try your best to stay awake, you haven’t gone to a club in a little while and it’s becoming obvious. Even though the bass from the DJ is basically making you vibrate, you still try and fight off sleep.

“Hey, uh, Yoon. I’m gonna wait outside for Soobin.” You lean on your arm as your eyes droop.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at the office okay?” She’s even smiley and go lucky when drunk, you seriously envy her.

“Alright, be safe. See ya tomorrow.”

The warmth of having to navigate through grinding bodies has nausea forming in your stomach, it only subsides once you swing open the door. The air feels refreshing as you stumble out. It was like a sauna inside, the cool air against your flushed skin has you shuttering out a breath of relief.

Glancing around you spot a bench to your left and oh does it look inviting. Sitting down, you pluck your phone from your purse to check the time, 13 more minutes. The bouncer on the other side of the door is busy talking, as well as the people in line but it all blurs into each other. God, tomorrow is gonna be a bitch.

Your head hangs low as a breeze flows up your dress, good thing your purse is settled on your lap or else the line of people would have a great view of your underwear. Time is warped in your head and you swear it’s been only a minute before someone is calling your name. Your head raises, higher and higher, until you make eye contact with Soobin. He’s so tall, you love how tall he is. He’s so attractive.

“Ms. L/n. Are you ready to leave?” He holds out a hand for you to take, which you obviously do because walking through the parking lot in this state in these heels would be impossible. “Yes, thank you, Soobin.” Your body can’t help but lean against his figure as you both make your way to your car.

While getting in you giggle to yourself drunkly, slouching over the center console. “Here, Ms. L/n. Let me buckle you in.”

“Y/n.” You smile.

“Excuse me?”

“Call me Y/n. Ms. L/n sounds like my mother.” You giggle once more, more heat spreading over your face if possible. Even more when the hand clicking your seatbelt drifts across your thighs. It confuses you, isn’t he AI? Isn’t he free from making human mistakes? Did he do that on purpose then? Your drunken mind has your memories a little fuzzy but he treats you like a girlfriend, now even down to the teasing touches. You’ll have to ask Yoon about that when you see her next.

“Soobin, can you help the hangover I’m gonna have tomorrow? I have work.” The car purrs to life as he presses the button and puts it in drive. “Of course, Y/n. I’m happy to help.”

The way home was strange, you honestly blame it all on the alcohol. Whenever you peaked over at him you couldn’t help but ogle, even if he was AI, he was unbelievably attractive. How did Yoon know your exact type, sure you talk about your sex and love life with her but she really hit the nail on the head. The way his blonde hair falls almost angelic like over his skin has completely stolen your attention.

The thoughts have your skin warming again and a slight heat being lit in your gut.

“We’re here, do you need me to unbuckle you?” He catches you off guard, you were still mid swoon when he started talking.

“Oh, no I got it. Thank you, Soobin.” He nods before stepping out of your car and circling around to open yours as well. Your legs are a bit wobbly, so when you take a tumble he’s quick to wrap an arm around your waist. You need to sleep, the heat inside you seems to be hotter and it’s really starting to affect you. You seriously just want him to take you right then and there.

“Here, you should eat. I’ll make you something.” He proposes when you’re inside, slumped over a chair. “No, it’s okay. I changed my mind, I just want to go to bed. You should too, goodnight, Soobin.”

“Oh, goodnight, Y/n.”

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Regret. You truly regret dismissing Soobin’s attempts of helping your inevitable hang over. As you sit up in bed your head pounds annoyingly. It’s 6:09 AM, you work at 7:30, hopefully it’s enough time to reduce the pulsing in your skull.

“Good morning, Y/n. Are you feeling okay?” He asks you once you stumble out of bed and into your living quarters. “No, do you know if we have any pain killers?” You question, rubbing your face with your hands soothingly. A hand comes to rub your back as he answers, “I’ll get those right away, are you hungry?” You don’t know how he does it, but you can only concentrate on his hand as it rubs against your clothed back. Even the pounding in your head is an after thought compared to him. You manage to nod your head ‘yes’.

His touch is fleeting and leaves a subtle want in you as he opens up a random cabinet and searches for the medicine.

“Here, let me get you some water.” It’s really not your fault for how you feel, he was made to be specifically your type. The man of your dreams basically. He slides a cup of water your way, “Thank you, Soobin.” Your head tips back as you cram the pills into your mouth and take a swig of the water.

“How about we do something tonight? Just you and me? I really appreciate what you do around here.”

Even for a robot, he pauses, his eyes are wide as he processes your words before nodding. “Of course, I look forward to it.”

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You’re showered and fed by the time you get to your car, waving to Soobin as if he’s your house wife. You really hate leaving him, his presence has made your home so warm and comfy. Being single isn’t the most fun and he’s really made you miss being in a relationship. That is until you make it to your office and hear his voice. His makes Soobin’s somehow even nicer.

“Morning, Y/n. I heard you and the boss had a fun time last night. Wish you would’ve invited me.”

Sigh.

“Morning to you too, Hyun. Sorry, I didn’t know you would’ve wanted to go.” You swing around to face him, he leans against your door frame with his hands in his pockets.

“Maybe you could make it up to me? Whaddya say? You, me. Dinner tonight?” You were expecting this honestly, Hyun is constantly trying to advance this “relationship” as he calls it. He’s honestly like a mosquito. “Sorry, I can’t. I have plans with my friend.”

He only smiles and nods, “Do I know her?” His question catches you off guard, “Uh no, you don’t…” Sitting down, you turn on your pc and see what pages you have to edit today. But of course, it’s never that easy. “What’s her name?” You hold back the urge to smash your head into your keyboard.

Well, this is gonna be interesting.

“Soobin.”

A beat passes before his annoying laugh is heard, “That’s funny…that..that sounds like a guy’s name..” His laugh stops when you say “It is.”

“Oh, are you dating…?”

Your fists clench at that, “No, now I really need to get started.”

You wish it ended there, but it didn’t, not in your office, not at the printer, not even when you were walking to the bathroom.

Finally it’s time to go home, 5:26 and you’re so ready to do something with Soobin, without Hyun especially. You thankfully didn’t see him on your way out either, which was weird to be honest. He always makes a move on you in the parking lot. Maybe your constant rejection finally got through?

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Driving home was not fun, you swear this one car was following you. They were far enough away that you couldn’t see who was driving, but you know they were following you. Instead of going straight to your house you took a small detour to get them off your ass. Which thankfully worked. The car comes to a halt as you wait for your garage door to open, as soon as you’re inside you close it immediately. Hopefully that creep didn’t spot you.

“Soobin, I’m home.” A beat passes and still no response.

You cock an eyebrow at the silence. Hanging up your jacket on your coat hanger, you find a note on the counter.

Be back soon, getting dinner.

-Soobin

A breath of relief leaves you as you read it. That gives you enough time to change out of your work clothes. The pencil skirt you’re currently wearing might look great but it does not feel like it. Your legs are chafing and you’re pleased Soobin isn’t here to witness you shuffle awkwardly to your bedroom.

Unzipping the skirt snd unhooking your bra had you melting on the spot, even more so when you put on your favorite pair of fuzzy pajama pants and a nice tank top. Taking off your makeup was the cherry on top, you could seriously just throw yourself on your bed and pass out. But you’re way too excited to hang out with Soobin.

Knock Knock

Your head snaps towards the echoing knocking. Soobin has a spare key so it’s not him. Nevertheless, you go to open the door.

“Can I help yo-“ Color drains from your face, why is he here? At your door step? With a bouquet of flowers no less?

“Y/n, I’m glad I found the right house. I wanted to talk to you.” He smiles at you like he didn’t show up on your door step like an abandoned child. “How did you get my address?” Honestly you regret asking, you didn’t want to know.

He laughs before answering, “The only way I could without asking and sounding creepy, I followed you home!”

Your jaw drops, “You..followed me..home..?” You’re sure you’re on an episode of punked or something, this can’t be real.

He nods his head, hand sticking out to pass you the bouquet of tulips and daisies. A moment passes before you hesitantly take them, awkwardly holding them up. “I know you said you had plans tonight, but I really think you shouldn’t hang out with this Soobin guy. After all, you have me and he sounds like a total creep.”

You’ve seriously had enough, you draw the line at him questioning Soobin’s motives and yknow, him following you home.The grip on the frail stems tightens and the stinging pain of thorns is second in line to the steam coming out of your ears.

“Okay, I’ve had enough. We are not friends, you are a major creep. You followed me home yet have the audacity to point fingers at Soobin. You’ll never even be half the man he is, now get off of my porch and don’t even think of even looking in my direction again.” Your teeth are sore after your word vomit from being clenched so tightly.

He’s expressionless until his eyebrows furrow, an almost confused look settles on his face. “I’m not sure you understand, you and me are meant to be. Soobin brainwashed you or something to think of me like this, I didn’t think it was this bad. Come here.” He goes to grip your free hand, his sweaty palm has a shiver of disgust ring through you.

“No, don’t touch me. Fuck off.” The flowers fall to the ground as you try to pry his greasy fingers from your skin. The sound of something closing is lost on your ears as blood rushes by them from the sudden adrenaline.

“I’m trying to help you , Y/n. I know you love me.”

Tears prick your eyes , you’re totally overwhelmed and starting to panic.

“Excuse me, can I help you?” That voice didn’t come from the man desperately trying to kidnap you, it was from him.

“Soobin, please help. He won’t let go.” Relief floods your system and your knees almost give out when he steps forward. “Let go of her.” His voice shocks you, it’s stern and low, you try to not think about how hot he sounds.

“Oh, you’re Soobin? You’re the one corrupting my love.” Hyun let’s go to turn around fully, trying his best to look intimidating. It’s not working, Soobin is a solid foot taller than him. Hyun doesn’t seem to be aware of it though as he goes to poke a crude finger into the hard chest of your friend.

Soobin remains calm and it shocks you, AI or not, Hyun is unbelievably annoying.

“Do I need to help you leave? Or can you do it by yourself?” Soobin steps closer, a gulp sounds from Hyun and you have to stifle a giggle.

“This isn’t over, Y/n is mine.” He says before scurrying off to his car.

“Soobin, oh my god. Thank you.” You breath out a shuddered sigh as you basically fall into his embrace. “Hey, it’s okay. He’s gone, let’s go inside and eat while dinner is hot, Angel.”

You nod your head before pausing, what did he just call you? Better question, should you change your underwear? Because oh my god, that was hot. Angel is a special name for you, almost all of your ex’s called you that in bed. Hearing it leave Soobin’s mouth has something stirring inside.

“Uh, okay…” You swallow.

The house feels so much nicer when Soobin is home, so much more lively.

“What movie should we watch?” He asks, removing the takeout from the plastic bags. While thinking, your eyes drift down to his hands and notice how his veins protrude every time he grabs something, you follow one until it disappears under his skin.

“Y/n, are you okay? Did he hurt you at all?” Your friend asks concerned.

“Huh? Sorry, I’m fine, thank you. Do you wanna watch the first Harry Potter movie?”

“Absolutely, I love that movie. Here, take this. This is your fried rice, this is your egg drop soup, these are your crab rangoons, and this is your chow mein.” The food is hot in your arms, almost too hot, as you both walk towards your couch. You happily set the food on your coffee table.

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Harry Potter was captivating for the first 30 minutes, then Soobin became a little more interesting.

“Are you serious? I had no idea.” Your stunned face has him throwing back his head in laughter.

“Yea, it’s true. Maybe try using google?” He teases.

“Oh shut up…” You push his shoulder, something catches your attention as you do so. His eyes. You’ve never been so close to really study his eyes before. To test out your theory you put a hand on his shoulder, his eyes change into a darker brown with a tinge of red. Like a chocolate covered strawberry almost.

“I didn’t know your eyes changed color?”

“They’re mood changing, do you like them?” He smiles at you.

“I really do, they’re kind of red right now, what does that mean?” You lean in and pull down his lower eyelid to get a better look.

“Heh, it happens when you touch me” Your eyes go wide, hearing that makes you aware of how close you are and how your hand is still on his face. Harry Potter is only a sound in the background as Soobin grabs the hand touching face, and holds it.

The feelings you’ve been holding in feels like water boiling over the sides of a pot. The way he holds your hand, his gaze of red that’s becoming more apparent the more you look at one another. “Soobin…” Your voice is breathy and you’re not exactly sure why you said his name, it just felt right.

“Angel..” He replies, leaning closer. The name once again does something to you. Your heart might beat out of your chest if you’re not careful. You peak at his lips once more, the natural pout he has is calling you and you can’t take it anymore. Meeting him halfway, your lips shyly meet. It feels amazing though, you’ve been wondering what it’d be like to kiss him for so long now.

The kiss deepens as you both gain confidence, his free hand comes to settle on your waist.

The need for air stings eventually, it pains you more to pull away but you must. It only lasts for a second as you briefly make heated eye contact again, your lips slam together in a lust filled kiss. It’s messy and has the hand on your waist tightening it’s hold and pulling you even closer into him. Your own free hand makes it to his cheek.

His tongue makes its way into your mouth, this is so unlike the first kiss you shared. He was hesitant but now it’s completely different. The heat in the air is getting to you as you let out a whine.

“Soobin, I need you, please.” Your voice is pathetic as you beg for him to do something.

“I didn’t know you’d be so needy so fast…Angel.” The name has your heart skipping a beat and your thighs itching to rub together, Soobin smirks at your reaction. The hand holding your own gently lets go in favor of pushing you back against the couch. Your shirt has ridden a bit at the bottom, the cold-ish polyester against your exposed lower back has you jolting a little.

“You think I didn’t notice how you reacted to that name? Angel, you’re so cute, y’know that?” He hovers over you, leaning down to messily kiss down your neck, a hand moves from next to you to up the sides of your shirt.

The want you’ve been hiding has you already clenching around nothing as he rests his weight on you, now you’re able to feel how mouthwateringly hard he is. Which honestly confuses you, but he was also made for this so you don’t question it too much. You’re not sure you’re even able to right now, the way his hands feel on your skin, as well as how he’s working your collarbone like it owes him money.

Times like this you’re glad you don’t live in an apartment, the desperate noises he’s already pulling out of you would be tricky with such close neighbors.

“Can I take off your shirt?” He sweetly questions, tearing away from your skin to look you in the eyes. His eyes are a deeper wine colored red you take note as you nod your head. Soobin dips back in to kiss you again before removing the offending clothing.

In pure desperation, you raise his own shirt enough to feel his skin on yours. It’s addicting and you don’t stop raising his shirt until he gets the memo and grabs the back of it, pulling it over his head. The sight has you practically drooling. He’s toned, not too muscly, but just enough that it catches your attention.

“This is so cute on you.” He breathes out, tugging lightly on your bra before continuing, “But I really need to take it off.” You nod and clench when his hands warmly drift up your back to the clasp.

Your nipples instantly harden at the cool air and especially how he’s looking at you. His gaze lowers to your chest and eyes your nipples stiffening, without a second thought he latches on to one and sucks. His tongue occasionally flicks over it and it has your back arching, breathy whines leave your mouth as one of your hands ends up gripping the strands of hair at the back of his head.

“Soobin, please.”

“You sound so pretty for me. What do you need Angel?” He asks, an inch above your wet chest.

“I need to feel you, I’ve been waiting so long for this.”

That causes him to smirk, “You’ve been thinking about me? About us?”

You nod, heated cheeks on display. “How could I deny you, Angel.” He says before unbuttoning your jeans, he slips the zipper down and shuffles them off your legs. Now it’s time for him to undo his belt and nothing could break your attention away. The outline of him is obvious as he works his belt and pants.

“Ready?” He questions as he grips himself.

You nod as a finger slips up and down your slit, it has your hips bucking into his hand. He adds another and is thoroughly enjoying how wet you are for him. His fingers settle on your ever-growing clit and wow, your imagination does not compare to the actual thing.

He scoops some of your slick up and spreads it along his shaft, a couple veins shine because of it and it almost has you coming already. “Soobin.” You whine impatiently, a light chuckle leaves him as he guides himself to your entrance. One last glance is shared between you two before he pushes in, the initial sting has your fingers gripping the fabric under you, while a gasp leaves you both.

It’s a delicious feeling really, the fullness of him mixed with the pure intimacy of it all. He bottoms out and waits for you to adjust to him, “Y-you can move.” You’re already out of breath, the wind being knocked out of you when he simply pushed in.

For the first few thrusts Soobin is relatively quiet, it isn’t until he sets a good pace that the sounds rip out of him. “Fuck, you’re so good for me, Y/n. I knew you’d be.” His hands grip your hips to stop you from scooting upward every time he thrusts, the grip tightens every time you clench around him as well.

“From the second I saw you, I wanted to have you like this. God, you feel amazing. So tight and wet for me, you’re perfect.” The praise hurtles you closer and closer to finishing around him.

He breaths out and pushes himself to sit on his knees, your legs are thrown over his shoulders messily as he picks up his pace. The sound of skin hitting skin and your own whiney moans mixed with his gruff and gravely ones fills the room. Soobin takes it a step further and grinds hotly into you a few times. Pleasure fizzles in your abdomen and you know you don’t have long.

The way his hair sticks to his forehead, and how his skin is damp is a sight you’ve been waiting for. How gone he looks as he plunges himself inside you, deeper and deeper. You probably look pretty fucked out yourself, knowing you. His sneaky fingers trail down to your clit and his thumb doesn’t let up, even when you start spasming a bit.

“Soobin I’m so close.” Your face nuzzles into your arm as the growing feeling is close to exploding.

“Look at me.” You can’t hear him very well thanks to the blood rushing behind your ears so he takes it upon himself. His pointer finger and thumb grip your chin to move your head accordingly, his eyes meet yours again and the band snaps within you. Hips buck into his and your back arches, your eyes clamp shut as the euphoric feeling spreads from your pelvis to your limbs and abdomen.

He keeps going until he can’t anymore and stills. Loud groans are heard as he finishes in you and you hope you never forget how he sounds.

“Don’t worry, you can’t get pregnant from me.” He huffs out, which causes a laugh to leave you at the timing of his words.

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“Hey, Soob. My work is having a ‘bring your partner to work’ day today. I keep forgetting to ask you about it, do you wanna go? I’d like having you there.” You grip his arm in a hug as you ask.

“Sounds fun, I’d love being there with you. I’ll get dressed.” He smiles, giving you a sweet kiss before he departs.

The ride there was nice, Soobin just naturally relaxes you. Usually going to work sucks but he makes it better.

“Ok, here we are. I’m on the 6th floor.” You shut your door as does he.

“Wow and here I thought you were the CEO.” He jokes , taking your free hand in his. You side eye him with a joking glare. “Keep it up and I’ll make you take the stairs.”

Walking onto your floor was interesting, couples littered the desks and it was odd to see. Usually your floor is quiet and honestly…boring. The atmosphere was less gray and you liked it.

“Wow is this your office?” Soobin eyes the room with wide eyes.

“Yeah, do you like it? I think it represents me pretty well.” You grip a seat and drag it over to your chair before patting it. He obliges and sits down, peering at your computer screen as you turn it on and already get to clicking stuff.

“I will be right back, I have to get what I printed. I don’t like constantly staring at a screen so I print out my work, so wait here, k?” He nods and leans on your desk. You take a moment to admire his outfit , mainly his hair. It sits dreamily infront of his eyes, sometimes you honestly wonder how he’s able to see.

The printer soon comes into view and you can spot your paper on it as well. The second it’s in your hands you spin your heels and book it, not fast enough apparently.

“Y/n, wait up, let me walk with you.”

There’s no way. You’re hearing things. Turning your head around, you peak over your shoulder to incredulously gaze at Hyun, a soft slimy smile on his face.

“Can I help you?” You don’t stop walking, he unfortunately catches up to you though.

“Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to go to dinner tonight. Couples day has me in the mood for some…company. Ever since my girlfriend left me 5 years ago, y’know? And I think we’re the only ones here without a partner, so it’s a match made in hea-“ You finally enter your office and see Soobin wiggling a pencil in the air, that paired with Hyun’s reaction to Soobin even being there has a fierce giggle threatening to spill out.

“What’s he doing here? This is partners day.”

You sit down next to Soobin and he possessively reaches out for your hand, never breaking his glare towards the intruder.

“Well, Hyun, if you must know, he’s my boyfriend.” Your unimpressed stare doesn’t falter as he processes this information.

“You can leave now.” Soobin deadpans, getting up to shut the door. Hyun doesn’t get a word in before your boyfriend shuts the door in his face. You both share a look before he comes to sit down, patting your back soothingly.

You really thought it ended there because he didn’t bother you for the rest of the day.

That night when you’re perched on Soobin’s lap, lustful kisses being pressed onto the skin of your neck, is when you unexpectedly get a phone call. You’re literally humping his bulge when it happens. “Who is it?” He asks, feeling you up regardless.

Peering over his shoulder, “Mm, just a random number. Should I answer it?” You smile flirtatiously at him. He catches on and leans back to grab the phone, giving you a wink before you press accept.

“Hello?” It takes your boyfriend a millisecond to get back to his antics, but this time his hands are on your ass, guiding your movements over him. His eyes tinge pink before settling for the usual red they usually are during certain escapades.

“Is this Y/n? It’s me Hyun.” Soobin halts, you both stare at each other in shock. His eyebrows furrow, he goes back to what he was doing, now, with a purpose and you can definitely feel the difference. The wine red of his eyes change once more, this time a deep purple.

He nips at your neck and it’s starting to become difficult to speak coherently.

“H-how did you get my number?” His hands knead your ass and the button of his jeans hits your clit, you try to cough away the gasp that escapes you but you’re sure it didn’t help.

“I got it from the office’s-“ You don’t hear the rest because Soobin has decided to turn around and drop you on your bed. You giggle at the way you bounce before remembering you’re on the phone, you laugh out a “sorry, what?” before remembering who you’re talking to.

“Are you okay, Y/n?” The more Hyun presses the more clothes you lose. Your boyfriend pops open your pant’s button and fly before tearing down the pants from your legs, your shirt next.

“Y-yea I’m fine. Is there something you need, Hyun?”

You thankfully weren’t wearing a bra, Soobin seems very grateful. His bites and sucks has your underwear dampening even more and an insatiable need falling over you. Hyun says something but you can’t make it out. The man on top of you takes the hand holding your phone and sets it on your comforter, plucking the device from your grip and throwing it into your pillows.

“Got you all to myself now. God, you’re so wet.” He slips off your ruined underwear and slides a few fingers up and down your wetness, getting them ready for you.

The first breach of his middle finger is satisfying, but not as much as his cock. You’ll get that eventually though.

It doesn’t take long for him to have added another and to slam them into you. His fingers are long and slender, they have your thighs clamping together. Which Soobin is having none of, his free hand forces your legs apart and your clit throbs from the feeling.

“Soobin, please fuck me. Need you so bad.” Your hands settle on his lower abdomen, slightly scratching the skin. “I love when you beg for me, love when you beg for me to fuck this tiny little cunt.” Your lower lip trembles at his words and you mentally prepare yourself. Soobin isn’t usually this dirty, but you’re not complaining.

The man teases your slit, sticking in his tip and hissing when your walls beg him to keep going. But he pulls out in favor of swirling his head around your, now, wet clit. “You love this don’t you, baby?” He huffs out. Before you’re able to answer, he pushes in, you throw your head back and enjoy the feeling of his veins and ridges gliding along your gummy walls so perfectly.

“There you go, baby, you like it when I fill this cute cunt up with my cock?” Nodding and whining wasn’t cutting it this time.

“Use your words.”

“Y-yes, I love it.” Your hands reach for his shoulders, trying to stay coherent for a little longer.

“I know, baby, I know.”

His thrusts pick up momentum and soon his hips are smacking into you. “You’re mine, aren’t you, baby? All mine, no on else’s.” His pelvic bone grazes your clit and you’re finding it hard to speak. All that comes out is babbling and needy whines and moans, “That good? Am I fucking you that good?” You nod furiously, hoping he’ll take that as an answer.

Just like the first time you had sex, he takes your legs into his hands. But this time he presses them to your chest and groans at the sight of you so exposed for him. The way your cunt takes him so effortlessly does things to him.

Soon, he notices the way you clench, and how your breathing becomes quicker. Suddenly, a moan that does not belong to either of you echos. His eyebrows furrow but when he makes eye contact with your pillows he understands. He tries not to stop his pace too much as he leans forward to rummage for your phone.

His lips curl in a devious smirk when he sees the call is still going.

“You enjoying this, Hyun? How I fuck my girl? Do you wish you were here instead of me? Getting to see and feel how fucking wet she is, how tight her little cunt is? What it looks like when she’s full of cum? Call her one more time and I promise you it’s not going to end well.” The only thing that’s heard is a gasp and a choked moan before Soobin hangs up. He exhales before he grips your thighs and jackhammers his hips into you.

“Coming, fuck, I’m coming.” You practically yell, legs shaking as you release all over his cock. The added wetness and the way there’s a white ring forming around his base pushes him over the edge, he spills inside you, hips stuttering to an end.

“Hopefully that helps get him off your back, but I’m happy to do this again if it doesn’t.” He smiles, leaning in to capture your lips.

“You okay?” He questions, pulling out, wiping his forehead with his forearm as well.

“Yea, I am. I love you, Soob.”

The sentiment and the nickname has his dark brown eyes swirl with light pink. “I love you too.”

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giving them flowers ♡

a/n. recently i bought my mom flowers and it made her so happy :”) i’m gonna have to do it more but meanwhile lemme imagine my fav boys getting some flowers they deserve 🤭

and before we move on here’s a bouquet you you as well, my lovely reader 💐💐💐💐

┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]

shy flustered chan = heart attack

from all of the things he did not expect you to give him flowers

at first his life is flashing before his eyes though because he thought he forgot about something

“knock knock!” you giggled and knocked at the door and when chan hummed softly, you opened them widely “hello, lover boy!”

chan turned his head towards you, pushing the headphones over to his neck. you watched his eyes widen in shock, glued to the beautiful flower bouquet you were holding in your hands.

“what’s that?” he chuckled and you stepped closer, placing a tender kiss on his forehead.

“those are flowers. for my very talented boyfriend” you grinned and handed him the bouquet. chan was frozen, staring at the colorful flowers in his hands with cheeks dusted pink.

“i… woah. i’m speechless, y/n, but what did i do to deserve them?” chan chuckled gently and looked at you. he noticed your features softening, grin melting into a sweet smile.

“you exist” you nodded and pressed a kiss onto his forehead, his heart banging against his rib cage a little too hard.

he brags about the flowers literally everywhere and to everyone – on live, bubble, to kids… even send a pic to his parents :”)

if he could he would keep them forever!! but he puts them in a pretty vase and takes care of them oh so tenderly <3

┆彡 MINHO [ 민호 ]

his eyes will go wide and ears as red as a tomato!!!

(even though you gifted all of his mc friends flowers, his heart is still fluttering)

he’s clearly taken aback but obviously he’ll act like it’s nothing

but you know better (and you’ll let him think that you don’t)

to be frank, lee know didn’t know it was you until he heard your voice.

“you all did amazing today!” you chirped and hoped it was minho, jungwoo and minju since yin couldn’t see them – maybe carrying three big bouquets wasn’t the smartest move.

“y/n? what are you–” minju giggled and suddenly you felt the flowers being took over. minho was looking at you, stunned, as minju and jungwoo admired the flowers.

“well i thought i’ll give you flowers. being an mc isn’t easy!” you grinned and handed the bouquet that stayed in your arms to minho. he blinked slowly, ears turning red. you sent him a warm smile.

“oh wow, y/n. i’m jealous, you’re such a great girlfriend” jungwoo joked and slightly pushed minho towards you, gesturing minju to go somewhere else and give you some time alone.

“those are really pretty” minho mumbled, looking at you “you didn’t have to, though”

you rolled your eyes and quickly pecked his cheek.

they will post a selca of them holding the flowers

stays will be pointing out how wildly lee know is grinning but only you knew the truth <3

expect to receive flowers the other day because it’s just his way of saying thank you 🥹

┆彡 CHANGBIN [ 창빈 ]

i am praying for you because that man will not let you live peacefully

by that i mean he’s constantly on your shoulder, cooing and whining his cute you are and how much you love him so that you gave him flowers

for like a WEEK

but honestly he just got such a buzz o as energy and love and just good vibes, he loves you sm :(

“oh! what’s that?!” you can hear changbin’s gasp when you enter the dorm, flowers in your hand.

“for you!” you grin and his jaw drops in shock as he sprints to you

“flowers?! for me?! aigoo, y/n you’re such a cutie, my heart can’t handle that!”changbin whines and dramatically drops to his knees, grabbing his heart. you laugh at his actions and help him stand up

“here, sniff them” you hand him the flowers and he takes a deep breath.

“they smell pretty! aish, y/n…” bin giggles and places a messy peck in your cheek only to sniff the flowers again with a grin.

even though he doesn’t know much about plant care, he tries his best

treasures the bouquet like his life depended on it 🥹🥹

┆彡 HYUNJIN [ 현진 ]

be honest, do you want him dead?

this man’s poor cannot survive this

YOU got HIM flowers because they reminded you of HIM

dead.

“jinnie, close your eyes!” you shout once you arrive home and he does, a goofy smile on his face. his mind races like crazy to figure out what did you do this time… but then he hears a soft ruffle and your hands grabbing his, then putting something in them.

“can i open them now?” he asks and you chuckle, letting out a quiet yes. as soon as his eyes meet the flowers, his features soften “huh?”

“when i was walking home i noticed a new flower shop opened! i saw those and they reminded me of you so i just had to buy them…” you mumbled and hyunjin hugged you tightly, heart almost ripping from his chest.

“y/n… you’re an angel” he murmured against your skin, not able to control the smile that grew on his lips

takes the pics with the flowers and of the flowers, posts them e v e r y w h e r e

he also painted them, using watercolours and hung the drawing in your living room – so even when the flowers sadly die out, he can still look at them <3

┆彡 JISUNG [ 지성 ]

he thought he did something… or didn’t do. or forgot to do something. or maybe you did something–

so yeah, you kind of gave him a heart attack

but once the realisation sets in, you have a melting quokka on the floor

literally.

“what’s… what… huh?” han is stuttering the second he sees those beautiful flowers in your hands. you giggle and peck his cheek as a greeting and then hand him the flowers. but he doesn’t take them yet.

“it’s for you!” you grin and he blinks twice, thrice… just to suddenly slide from his chair, his hoodie riding up and covering his face “what?”

“you… you bought me flowers?” jisung murmurs, now fully laying on the floor.

“yes, i did” you laugh, causing him to smile.

“i thought i forgot about anniversary or you did something– but woah, y/n they are so pretty” jisung sighs dreamily, sitting up and taking a sniff while looking at you with a cheesy smile on his lips. 3… 2… 1… “you’re prettier tho–”

you smack his arm jokingly and join him on the floor.

the boys tease him because he is WHIPPED!!!

but he doesn’t care, he just loves you too much and isn’t afraid to show it :”)

┆彡 YONGBOK [ 용복 ]

he almost kissed you to death

he finds it the most heart warming thing you’ve ever done and just melts on the spot

“hi baby!” you chirp happily, felix’s eyes widening as soon as he saw you backstage.

“hi, angel! what are you doing here?” he trailed off as he noticed the big, pretty bouquet in your hand. you smiled and gave him the flowers, ruffling his hair.

“i just wanted to congratulate on the sound, that’s all. hopefully the boys won’t be offended i didn’t give them flowers…” you giggled and yongbok’s cheeks dusted pink, heart rate speeding.

“they’re for me? oh… oh wow. you really want me dead, do you? you’re so adorable…” felix murmured and gently put the flowers away only to attack your face with kisses.

he could buy you (and will if you keep doing that) all the flowers in the world 🥹

as much as he loves his friends, he’s feeling superior because his girlfriend gave him flowers <3

┆彡 SEUNGMIN [ 승민 ]

oh seungmo ☹️

obviously he’ll act like he doesn’t care

a soft groan greets you and you can’t help but smile at the sleepy state your boyfriend is in.

“why did it take you so long?” he murmurs and stops in his tracks upon noticing the fresh flowers in your hands “oh”

“exactly, oh” you giggle and put the bag with snacks you bought on the kitchen counter and then hand him the flowers “these are for you”

“for me?” he asks in disbelief, rubbing his eyes.

“mhm. from the flower shop you bought me flowers when we went on our date” you grin and ruffle his hair. leaving the room to take off your coat and shoes peacefully, seungmin punches a pillow that’s nearby with a heart racing at inhuman pace.

he feels so fuzzy and sick with the love ugh 🙄🙄

the boys will ask him about the flowers but he’ll ignore the comments, murmuring something underneath his breath

(something meaning “you’re just jealous”)

┆彡 JEONGIN [ 정인 ]

literally goes :D

he loves u sm his heart is about to explode fr

if he could he would hide you in his pocket and never let go

jeongin was wondering what took you so long. sure, it started raining but you texted him you’re almost home like five minutes ago. he looked outside the window and that’s when the doorbell rang, causing him to jog excitedly to the door.

“come on in, i’ll make you some tea! what’s that?” he asked curiously when you entered the room, absolutely soaked with flowers in your hand.

“they looked so pretty i couldn’t resist. that’s why i was late” you breathed out, looking at the wet bouquet “sorry it’s… well, wet. do you have a vase?”

“wait, it’s for me?” jeongin’s mouth fell apart. you nodded with a grin and he hugged you tightly, almost crushing the flowers while doing so “aish? y/n! you’re such a cutie!”

then he leaned away and squeezed your cheeks. at least you warmed up a bit.

he’s watching over them like they’re his babies :(

also expect to be gifted a 3x bigger bouquet because he just loves you so much

[ masterlist <3 ]

taglist. @geniejunn ,, @luvhyun3 ,, @starlostseungmin ,, @elviransworld ,, @jnks6r ,, @sieunsgf ,, @ethereallino ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @duolingofanaccount ,, @slytherinhobi ,, @jung0ne ,, @ka-ni-ma ,, @iliveforlixie ,, @moonacholy ,, @ameliesaysshoo ,, @dazzlingligth ,, @mark-geolli ,, @l3visbby ,, @w3bqrl ,, @ddenoudepression ,, @yourfavoritefreakyhan

#skz fluff #skz bang chan #skz jeongin #skz minho #seungmin skz #skz han #skz hyunjin #skz felix #skz changbin #skz scenarios #skz reactions #skz imagines #skz soft hours #stray kids imagine #skz x reader

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headspace-hotel · 2 years

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You have the only correct opinions on minecraft updates ever and have better takes than the entirety of Twitter and YouTube. If it’s okay with you could you tell us about some more of your ideas about the directions for the updates?

Hooooo boy that's a long list

Honestly I would go a similar direction as the original plan for the "Wild Update" but focus more on improving/expanding something about a wide variety of existing biomes, particularly incorporating "newer" features and blocks into "older" biomes

Oceans

Caves and Cliffs fucked up the oceans terribly, sad to say. I hate encountering a big body of water and not being able to tell if it's an ocean or just a flooded open cave.

Lakes and oceans aren't in different size classes anymore. An ocean should be bigger than a lake

The solution: keep existing ocean biomes but add a new "abyssal ocean" biome that stretches at least down to y=0. Below y=20 or so the light level becomes very dark, and deep ocean fish spawn. It appears opaquely dark blue from the surface

the ocean floor in all ocean biomes should be made of primarily basalt variants where there would be stone

Sunken debris on the dark ocean floor. Maybe just a box. A metal box, not unlike a shulker box, that requires a specific process to open, and has...Something inside. I want the player to realize that it's important but take FOREVER to figure out how to get it open

Clams you can dig from beaches, giant clams, and pearls+pearl blocks. Need I say more

cold biomes

Freezing effect is a threat in all cold biomes, when the player stops moving outside at night or when it's snowing, when the player gets wet in a cold biome, and of course when the player falls in powder snow

Campfires stop the freezing effect.

ICICLES.

ICICLES. They have been WIDELY requested and asked for by players. It would be incredibly easy to implement—like, just recolor the stalactites........oh, and when one drips on you, you get 5 seconds of freezing

People have also been begging Mojang for a cold/icy cave, and I agree. Ice! caves! with! icicles! To make them more worthwhile to visit, they should contain ✨frostflowers✨, similar to spore blossoms, except 1) you need silk touch to collect them and 2) they will only grow on blue ice

jungles

So, jungles should be the most biodiverse biome. They're jungles. They should also be more challenging to survive in

Pitcher plants. They hold water, like cauldrons. They are the breeding ground for...

...Poison dart frogs! Which can be used to craft poisoned arrows.

A Rafflesia "stench flower." Zombies are drawn to it, maybe?

other forests

Temperate forests should have random mossy patches. You agree. Reblog

Deer. One in five spawn with antlers, which can be several sizes; the largest antlers have a 1% chance of spawning. Any two deer can breed, but antlered deer will fight each other. Antlered deer drop their antlers after breeding. They would be fast enough that the only way to kill one is with arrows.

Songbirds. Like tropical fish, they would be a single mob with lots of colorful variants

arid biomes

A lush desert that has more plant life, similar to real deserts.

A scrubland biome that serves as an intermediate between savanna, desert and badlands.

Patches of thorny brambles that spread over the ground in scrubland biomes.

Some deserts should have red sand and red sandstone. Currently red sand spawns in a single layer in badlands and red sandstone doesn't spawn at all. It's awful

Other mobs

cave fish, to add life to the aquifers

catfish for swamps and rivers

Crows. Earn their trust by feeding them, and they will give you gifts. But harm one and all the crows start attacking you

Just imagine seeing the death message "[Name] was pecked to death by crows." I would be in hysterics

HUMMINGBIRDS.

General

There should be more potions. Potion ingredients are probably the best reason to incorporate Random MacGuffins into new structures.

Off the top of my head: if you wanted to do something similar to the Echo Shards but less MacGuffiny, you could put an essential ingredient to a Potion of Retracing in the Ancient Cities. It makes a glowy particle effect linger on blocks you've walked on recently, more intense the more recently

Add plants that function as medicinal herbs to remove particular status effects from you, while giving you a brief positive status effect (as suspicious stews do).

Fruit trees. Everyone has been saying this since forever. I imagine apple trees could grow as orchards outside villages, or occasionally singly in forests.

Corn is the best candidate for a new crop in my opinion. Corn could be more than 2 blocks tall, obstructing visibility and allowing for the construction of corn mazes. You could also make corn meal or popcorn with it.

But just imagine how terrifying it would be to be lost in a corn field and hear zombie noises around you

Structure updates

Updated mineshafts. Now instead of a single central room, they can contain several larger rooms that each have a chance of generating a vertical shaft above them, stretching up to 30 blocks tall, with the remnants of stairs. A fraction are "collapsed" and filled with gravel and dirt.

About 20% of these rooms contain piles of TNT, and another 20% contain piles of raw ores

The ends of mineshaft tunnels can also connect to small rooms with chests containing lanterns, compasses, empty maps, etc...

dungeons have several multi-roomed variations, a few have walled-off "secret" rooms, some only generate in the deepslate layer.

The one new structure I would for sure add: mountain castles. This is also a widely requested idea that no one would be mad about. They could be various in size, ranging from a single tower to a large intact structure with like a dozen towers. Some castles could be so crumbled they're unidentifiable piles of cobblestone.

the castle dungeons sometimes contain zombie villagers, and there are other hints that the castles were once inhabited by villagers.

there are a couple unique blocks found in the castles that can be used as villager job blocks, even though they don't naturally generate in villages.

#minecraft #mineblr #minecraft updates #feel free to repost

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choicesseptemberchallenge2023 · 9 months

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[Masterlist]

Welcome to Choices September Challenge!

Hello everyone! I'm Aura (@midnightmelodiz ). This is my first time hosting this monthly challenge, so I'm really excited about it. I really hope you all will like the prompts chosen for this month.

🍁GUIDELINES🍁

This is a prompt based contest. There's a prompt given for everyday, using which you'll have to create a content. Some days have multiple prompts, and different types of prompts. Feel free to use them all in the same work if you want.

You can use multiple prompt for the same work if the prompts are for same day. Don't mix and match prompts from different days.

Almost all kind of contents are acceptable. List of acceptable contents : fanfictions, drabbles, short-story/one-shot , poetry, microtale, art, mood board, theme, banner or other graphics etc.

Work based on any book from the Choices universe are welcome.

Submitted works will be featured on a weekly masterlist.

You can participate as many times as you want throughout the month.

Multiple entries for the same prompt, or same day prompts are allowed.

If your work contains NSFW/mature or triggering content, please use appropriate warning.

Mention/list the prompt(s) you are using in your content.

If possible, in stories, drabbles etc., write the prompt(s) in bold.

You can use the tag #choicesseptemberchallenge2023 & #choicesmonthlychallenge .

Please tag @choicesseptemberchallenge2023, feel free to tag me too : @midnightmelodiz . You can dm me your entries as well since Tumblr glitches a lot. Honestly I'd prefer if you dm your works, as Tumblr tags don't always work.

If I don't mention your work in the weekly masterlist, please send me a dm with the link.

🍂PROMPTS🍂

🍁 DAY 1 : Memories •||• "I can't be who you want me to be"

🍁 DAY 2 : Stars •||• Two people who keep crossing paths but miss actually meeting.

🍁 DAY 3 : Sea, Ocean •||• "You really like it?" "No, I was kidding."

🍁 DAY 4 : Moonlight, Moon •||• They have been secretly in love with each other for a long time.

🍁 DAY 5 : Diary, Journal, Notebook •||• "We're here now. Everything's alright."

🍁 DAY 6 : Dreams, Day Dream •||• "I'm in love with you!"

🍁 DAY 7 : Hope •||• Sharing something personal about them that they've never shared with anyone before.

🍁 DAY 8 : Coffee, Hot Beverage •||• "Come back! I'm not ready to get up yet. So you aren't either."

🍁 DAY 9 : Date Night •||• "I'm home, sweetheart!"

🍁 DAY 10 : Gift •||• "I care about you. I always will."

🍁 DAY 11 : Travel, Holiday , Vacation •||• Sharing an ice-cream together.

🍁 DAY 12 : Books, Reading, Writing •||• "You and me, it's never going to happen."

🍁 DAY 13 : Flowers •||• "I want to be with you." "I don't."

🍁 DAY 14 : Polaroid, Picture •||• Clicking candid pictures of their S/O to capture the special moments.

🍁 DAY 15 : Childhood, Nostalgia •||• "I love you. It's always going to be you."

🍁 DAY 16 : Cooking, Baking •||• Pretending to date each other to get out of a situation.

🍁 DAY 17 : Picnic •||• "That's all I really need. Some time with just you."

🍁 DAY 18 : Cuddle, Snuggle •||• Taking care of the other when they're sick or feeling low.

🍁 DAY 19 : Museum, Library •||• Picturing a future together even though they know it might never be true.

🍁 DAY 20 : Blue •||• " Are you saying that there's hope? Maybe in the future-" "No."

🍁 DAY 21 : Love, Kiss •||• Sending love letters to the other.

🍁 DAY 22 : Friends, Friendship •||• "It feels like I've known you forever."

🍁 DAY 23 : Fall •||• "I'm seeing someone."

🍁 DAY 24 : Serene •||• "Guess all those romance novel paid off after all, huh?"

🍁 DAY 25 : Secret, Surprise •||• "Is that my shirt?"

🍁 DAY 26 : Chocolate •||• Predicting the other's words or moves.

🍁 DAY 27 : Sunset •||• "Why did I know you would say that?"

🍁 DAY 28 : Wedding •||• "I always knew you would get together someday. What took you two so long?"

🍁 DAY 29 : rêveur, rêveuse •||• " You are all I could ever ask for."

🍁 DAY 30 : Home, Heart •||• "I'm here for you. Always."

**{Credit for most of the dialogue prompts goes to this blog~ @youneedsomeprompts}**

Have fun creating!

#choices stories you play #choices #choices monthly challenge #choicesmonthlychallenge #choicesseptemberchallenge2023 #choices september challenge 2023 #writing prompt #dialogue prompt #fic prompt #prompt challenge #word prompt

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mins-fins · 1 year

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dandelions — lee seunghwan

seunghwan has a little crush on a well-known florist, heo y/n.

tags :: lee seunghwan x m!reader , reader is a florist , seunghwan is kinda obsessed , he's also a "master" at love confessions , many flowers are mentioned , reader is a moon flower and seunghwan is a dandelion , fluffy fluff fluff

lee seunghwan made a pit stop at the local flower shop almost every day after school.

his reason was quite the interesting one, you would think it's because of pretty flowers, or buying gifts, or simply because he enjoyed the air of the shop, but no, none of those were the reasons he could almost always be seen there.

it was because of the pretty boy.

now, seunghwan did have an interest in flowers, but the biggest reason he was there everyday was because heo y/n would always be standing there at the counter, decorating flowers with the most delicate of care, as if he was scared of hurting them.

seunghwan couldn't get over how pretty he was. how could someone look so good while just doing their job? he could never get an answer to that question. he swore he got prettier everyday, not that he looked different, but every other day when seunghwan walked into the store, he would notice another pretty feature on his face, and would fixate on it the whole time.

y/n seemed oblivious to how seunghwan was clearly in love with him, or maybe he was just annoyed, or maybe he just thought seunghwan's constant love confessions were some kind of joke.

but besides that, seunghwan wasn't gonna give up, because he wanted the male to know the exact feelings he was harboring towards him.

"seunghwan, your back" the heo looks up and smiles when he sees seunghwan walk in again. he places a bouquet of peonies into the glass vase beside him, leaning against the counter as he looks over at seunghwan.

"yep! back again!" seunghwan smiles, and y/n simply laughs.

"as always, how was your day?" he asks, blinking as his main focus is now on seunghwan. seunghwan swore he could stare at y/n forever, the way he leaned onto his hand and waited patiently with seunghwan's answer made him want to jump off a bridge.

in a good way, of course.

"my day was.. fine, but it's even better now that i get to see you" seunghwan says, smiling as he wiggles his eyebrows, beginning his usual flirting.

y/n chuckles, already used to it. "ah, i'm that special i see?" he replies, shamelessly flirting back, despite how he might've not been able to come off that way. "how sweet of you".

his fingers almost strategically move against the flowers before him, like a skill. seunghwan blinks, wondering how it would feel to hold his hand, just for a moment, not for too long, is it creepy to think such things? especially about the boy whose right in front of him.

seunghwan is way too focused on his hands to realize that y/n is staring at him like he's weird.

"earth to lee seunghwan".

"huh? what—?" seunghwan snaps out of his daze and looks y/n in the eyes, and the other snickers at how surprised he is.

"why are you staring at me like that? am i that pretty?" he asks jokingly, placing a bouquet of daises in the opposite facing vase.

"uh, yeah, you are" seunghwan has no choice but to answer the question honestly, since he knows y/n won't budge, used to such words from him already.

though seunghwan swears he can see a faint hue of red spread across his face.

"you and your.. dumb compliments lee seunghwan" he stumbles over a certain word, but replaces it with dumb right away. seunghwan finds the change strange.

he'll figure it out, he will.

y/n finds seunghwan cute.

he's like a little kid who has a crush on their friends older sibling, always going to their friends house just to see their cute older sibling. y/n finds his love confessions amusing, though flattering. his heart unconsciously flutters whenever seunghwan calls him pretty.

he enjoys seunghwan's everyday visits, it's basically become apart of his routine. he'll stand at the counter, just doing his job, and at the end of the day right before it hits 3 pm, seunghwan strolls his to give y/n another plethora of compliments.

today was no different.

seunghwan walks in much more giggly than most days, like something amazing happened before that he wants to ramble about to y/n, as he usually does. "have good news, seunghwan?"

"oh, oh definitely good news!" he cheers, jumping up and down like a little kid. y/n smiles at how energetic he is. he almost can't contain himself, holding onto y/n's arm for balance.

"and what is this good news?" he asks, noticing how seunghwan is clutching onto his arm so tightly, as if he was gonna disappear into thin air.

"i got into the dance team! ah! this is so exciting!" seunghwan still doesn't let go of y/n's arm as he jumps up and down, almost making him lurch over the counter, like he was trying to pull him over it.

"that's nice seunghwan, you told me you wanted to constantly become apart of that team".

y/n feels seunghwan pulls his arm again, making him grunt. "okay okay, calm down seunghwan, i'm about to get pulled over the counter".

"oh" seunghwan isn't sure why he goes red, but he does, he lets go of y/n's arm in embarrassment and nervously chuckles. "sorry".

there's a moment of awkward silence before seunghwan breaks it.

"y/n i have a question" he perks up, y/n hums as he arranges a bouquet of tulips for an order he received a few hours earlier.

"yeah, hit me" he replies, so focused on the flowers that he wasn't even ready to process seunghwan's question.

"how long would it take for you to consider going out with me?"

y/n blinks, his brain failing to process the words in a way that makes sense. "what?"

"you clearly wouldn't accept a love confession now, so when would you prefer for me to ask you out?" seunghwan reiterates, no stutter in his words whatsoever.

y/n short circuits for a moment, as if he's a phone malfunctioning. he blinks, stumbles over words he was gonna say, and feels his face go bright red, he's sure it's burning up right now.

"i— uh.. tomorrow— i guess?"

was that the right answer? y/n can't tell, because seunghwan seems to pause and think for a moment, before smiling brightly once again, dimples on full display.

"tomorrow it is!"

"wait— you're serious—"

"i will go out with you heo y/n!" he yells in victory, sticking his fist up in the air as he bolts out of the door, feeling so victorious that y/n can hear him yelling down the street.

he just stands there, confused.

did he just get a date with lee seunghwan without having to do anything?

life really is a mystery.

AUTHORS NOTE — seunghwan MY MAN!!! he is literally a dandelion like i can see it???? you just have to trust me on this okay 🤗?????

#lee seunghwan #seunghwan #boys planet #1the9 #boys planet drabbles #male reader #mlm #fluff #𑁍 ࣪˖ 𓂃 isa's works!

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piebingo · 1 year

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Yet again some Young Royals fics I’ve been loving

to understand and be understood | oneshot | completed | by starvalisedham / @starvalisedham

A brief insight into Ayub's relationship with Valentine's Day, starting from his early teen years up until Wilhelm joins their small friend group. Featuring a young Simon third-wheeling Ayub's dates, Rosh being a fantastic gift-giving girlfriend, and Wilhelm being a disaster rich boy (you know the drill).

"If girls could have a Galentine’s, then we should be able to have a boy’s version!”

“What would that even be called? Pal-entine's?”

I love Ayub and this fic. It’s wholesome.

The kind of thing I always hoped I’d find | oneshot | completed | by willesworld (romanticalrj) / @willesworld

Simon climbed up the last few steps in his apartment complex and jiggled his keys into the lock to his and Wille's apartment. He let out another long sigh as he opened the door and stepped through it. He knew he was being dramatic, but he was tired, and it'd been such a long day, and he missed his boyfriend a lot. Simon dropped his keys in the plate by the door and dropped his bag on the floor with his shoes, even though he knew his bag would get dirty. He didn't have the energy to care.

Distantly, Simon heard a soft scraping sound, and he froze.

"Hello?" he called. There wasn't an immediate response, and Simon slowly moved to grab his keys from the dish again. He had a mini can of pepper spray attached to it in case of emergencies. Emergencies like coming back to your apartment and finding that someone had broken in.

And then, "Simme?"

Or: Simon is obsessed with his boyfriend.

Autistic!wille my beloved with a (very big) touch of absolutely smitten Simon.

The season of rebirth | multi-chaptered | completed | by notalotgoingonatthisinstant / @notalotgoingonatthisinstant

Simon knows two things:

1. Wille is the love of his life and Simon would have married him already if not for him being the Crown Prince. Plus, Simon knows that they won’t be treated like a serious couple by a lot of people until then. BUT,

2. Marrying Wille will be a spectacle that will change his life forever and strip him of his civilian identity, apart from giving the Queen and the Court the satisfaction of tiring Simon out.

But Easter is the season of rebirth, and maybe there is something poetic to be said about it triggering the death of Simon's civilian identity and the birth of Prince Simon.

This is part of a series and you should def read all of it, but you could also read this beauty by itself. But why would you when the whole thing is amazing? Definitely one of my favourite wilmon series out there.

of strength and stuff | oneshot | completed | by luzura

He doesn't know what happens after that. It's all a blur. He notices the choir begin again, but he can't focus on what they're singing. Honestly, it looks like Simon is just awkwardly mouthing along with the words, too caught up in his own head to sing properly. Wille doesn't blame him. Shit, what has he done?

After the jubilee, Wilhelm goes non-verbal.

Autistic!Wille my beloved yet again. I find this is a great representation of one way you can go non-verbal.

Other recommendations: part 1, part 2

#I’ll make another list with some older fics soon #because older fics deserve the same amount of love #young royals #wilmon #wilhelm young royals #simon young royals #yr fanfic recommendations #yr fanfic rec list #queue

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blazescompendium · 6 months

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Tlalocmon a new Digimon based on Tlaloc, Aztec god of rains and water: How does it stand up?

You need very little checking to know that Tlaloc is one of the most important and popular Aztec gods. Presiding over Rain and water, Tlaloc held significance to the lives and beliefs of those who worshiped him.

Recently, the Digimon franchise introduced us to a new monster, due to feature in their newest virtual pet device release. This creature is Tlalocmon, and is based on the same Tlaloc from Aztec mythology. It is not the first time Digimon deals with Mythology, Religion and Folklore. Actually, it is rooted in this franchise's core. And i honestly think they do a way greater job into understanding cultures, depicting and adapting it to their themes, then Megami Tensei, which... Is a discussion y'all are not yet ready for!

But, let's analyze Tlalocmon, and see how it holds up to his non-digital inspiration, here on Earth. As always, sources will be in the end of the post, which is just a crop, really. I encourage you guys to dive in the sources if the topic interests you! I will keep it simple, thought, because this was not meant to be a giant post.

For a very brief introduction Tlaloc (pronounced: Tlá-lok) is a central Mexican deity of waters and storms, that was mainly worshiped by the Aztecs. Although he is much spoken of, and very popular, he was not alone in his tasks, often accompanied by the goddess Chalchiuhtlicue, his current wife. They lived in the underworld called Tlalocan, where they kept the waters of all 4 quarters of our universe. There were other beings residing in Tlalocan, called Tlaloques, that also helped on those tasks. [1] Talk about a healthy and productive work environment!

Mortal souls could go to Tlalocan, according to Aztecs beliefs, if you died from the following causes: Drowning, lightning strike, dropsy, gout, leprosy, scabies, aches and pains, etc... People with certain traits as the physically disabled and with stunted growth would also be destined to meet Tlalocan, once they became a shirt of forever missed.

The author Kay Read, which wrote several books on Aztec Mythology theorizes in her book ''Handbook of Mesoamerican mythology'' that Tlaloc's importance and influence was a result of the Nahua civilizations inhabiting a very hostile and semiarid environment. Which makes a lot of sense. It was also said Tlaloc kept the waters of the universe in giant mountains, like pots. When the time came, Tlaloc would release these waters upon the Earth. [1]

Still according to Read [1] Tlaloc image remained very consistent as years came by. The key features were his ''goggled eyes''', fangs in his mouth were its key features. Some times it was depicted in pottery with lightning. Tlaloc had a temple mayor in the Aztec Capital of Tenochtitlan, which showed his importance. Tlaloc also was related to summer solstice, wet agricultural season. [3]

Tlaloc was born, according to the Nahua/Aztec, created by Huitzilopochtli and Quetzalcoatl. His wife was also created by the duo, the after mentioned: Chalchiuhtlicue. (Although he was once married to Xochiquetzal, she was stolen by Tezcatlipoca, ending their union.) Tlaloc name could be translated as something as ''Inside the Earth'' [1]. Just before the rainy season, Nahua took part in Human sacrifices at Mount Tlaloc, t nourish Tlaloc and his peers to have the strength to break the pots of the waters in our universe. [3]

Another very important feat of the God, according to Aztec mythology is that Tlaloc consumed one of the four suns, raining down into this age. If the current fifth age would like to be continued, the Aztec should keep the god well nourished. [1] Also according to myths [1] Tlaloc helped the Mexica to defeat the Toltecs, previous people in power, bringing fresh rains to the Mexica while starving the Toltecs in droughts. So important was Tlaloc, that when the invaders from Spain arrived, Motecuhzoma II made a gift of a garb of Tlaloc to give it to Cortés. Cortés, being the stupid asshole he was, of course did not liked it. [1]

Tlaloc was also associated to jaguars [1], [3]. He would be often depicted with it, or wearing something resembling a jaguar. There is also evidence that Tlaloc was being worshiped in Central America even before the Aztecs were present. [3]

At first glance, Tlalocmon matches this profile quite well! I love the artistic freedom the designer had, by converting its eyes from the goggled ones, to the characteristic Digimon eyes, that artist Kenji Watanabe popularized by his designs. It also has the notorious fangs of the non-digital counterpart. The blue color of the skin is another trait correctly borrowed from our world's Tlaloc, while not all of his depictions were blue, most of the surviving artifacts we have are in fact colored blueish. You can see it from pottery, to illustrations and other works of art from the Mexica. [1], [3]

Where the designer really went crazy is Tlalocmon's fit. First, the entirety of the Digimon ''Armor'' seems to be made of stone, and almost (or should i say, tries a lot to) share some architectonic resemblances to Aztec style. I say ''resemblances'' because it is mostly, generic architect gibberish. Not to say they did not try to stay true to their sources, the sides of the helm seems to be two columns that, although share some greco-roman traits, are trying to emulate Mexica architecture. I searched some books, and articles about Aztec architecture, and i could not find any matches to what they were trying to portray [2], while i had seen it in more generic drawn Aztech constructions. But this does not mean Tlalocmon's armor is lame, actually you will see soon enough it shines pretty bright under the certain lights...

The entirety of its armor, and plates is depicted with moss and plants growing over, and it seems dilapidated. Maybe trying to portray the abandoned ruins of temples in Mesoamerica. Personally, i am not a big fan of it, because it suffers from a problem that usually media depicting the Mesoamerican cultures have: Their culture, lives and construction were full of color! You can see it even by the Spanish Invaders illustrations. The dilapidated aesthetic associated with those cultures are a relatively new movement. You can easily trace it back to the early 20th century, when the ruins of those civilizations were being re-discovered, already in a decadent state, after centuries of abandonment. That, however was not their real state. But i will consider that Digimon usually tries to amalgamate pop culture into its designs, so we let this pass.

The feathers in his helmet are a directly reference to illustrations of Tlaloc, even the colors are very close. These same feathers are repeated through the design, which are also accurate as far as my research goes. The horns are something the designers got a bit of freedom with, since there's almost no evidence of horns in any Tlaloc imagery i could find, except of course for this one.

The lush greens growing out of Tlalocmon can be 3 things: First, a necessary nod to its product, Tlalocmon is being marketed as a new Digimon of the ''Nature Spirits'' archetype, so its design needs to have nature inspired themes. It also can be related to the ''old ruins'' aesthetic, but i believe it fits well with Tlaloc relationship with wet agricultural seasons, and plants thriving under wet climates. Maybe a mix of all of the above? Most notable, Tlaloc was known by having a cape as a feature,[3] which can be kinda of seen by the plants growing in the back of Tlalocmon, when seen from afar they instantly looks like a cape.

Tlalocmon's main body structure is a bit childish and small in stature. Those features were associated with this deity as well, it often requiring children sacrifices [3], [4]. Also the Tlaloque from Tlalocan, and even Tlaloc itself were often depicted as small in stature! [3], [4] I personally like the childish appearance of this design, because of that.

But for me the real genius of Tlalocmon helmet and armor, can only be seen when you remove a bit of detail, and the own Digimon from the picture. Using my poor Photoshop skills, i ilustrated how Tlalocmon's helmet is in fact... The real Tlaloc's head! Or at least, is referencing it:

This is simply genius!

The blue color of Tlalocmon is also referencing the constant imagery Tlaloc had. Of course, he was not always blue, but most of the time it was depicted as such. [3]

The last bit of the design i would like to comment is the staffs Tlalocmon holds. They are clear nods to the origin of this Digital Monster, this being Tlaloc domains: Water, storms, and lightnings. There is duality here: The rain that gives life to the land, but also can destroy it with storms. This was also associated to Tlaloc. Remember he destroyed one of the last eras?

At first, i did not think much of those staffs, but diving into the sources that 'Arqueo e Espírito' sent me, it suddenly clicked to me that they are referencing Aztec digging sticks, a type of tool the Aztec used to sowed the crops! This is another genius touch to this design, because not only Tlaloc was associated with this tool [3], [4] but also with crops growth. Having it as the main weapons of this Digimon, wielding both water and lightining are an amazing touch. Of course, it was heavily stylized to match the franchise. But it still there!

Tlalocmon's dig stick seems not too usable to sow the crops, but at least is a cool magic staff...of sorts (?) There's also no instances i could find of those sticks being ornamented with feathers, but still...

And those were my thoughts on Tlalocmon's design. This Digital Monster was brought to my attention by good friend, @atmaflare. As he guessed, i really liked the design. They took some liberties with it, but Digimon aesthetic often needs this treatment, as for the reasons i already stated.

As i said before, Digimon is a franchise that makes good points on Folklore, Mythology and Religion. Many of their medias are centered around it, such as the last game released: Digimon Survive. For me it was kinda refreshing to see a take in Tlaloc that does not involve pottery of any sorts, but still tries to remain faithful to the source material. The designer clearly did their homework here!

I wait to see Tlalocmon's official profile when it releases with the product it is advertised for, the Pendulum Color Virtual pet. I can only hope he dwells in caves and mountains through the vast plains of the Digital World!

Please, note that i am not a Mesoamerica specialist. That was not my exact area of study, but i do research mythology in general as a part of my Religious Sciences degree's curriculum. So, if you notice any mistake or misinterpretation of my part, please reach me and i will absolutely correct it given the soures and context! And yeah, i plan to take some classes and courses on Mesoamerican culture soon enough, there is so much stuff to study about it!

Sources:

-1: 'Handbook of Mesoamerican mythology' - Key Read

-2: 'StudiesinAncient Mesoamerican Art andArchitecture Selected Works byKarlAndreas Taube'

-3 https://www.mexicolore.co.uk/acrobats/319_1.pdf (This amazing article was sent to me by the great ''Arqueo e Espírito'' They study mesoamerican culture and publish about it on the internet, and are to this date one of the best sites on my country about the matter! This material has other good sources, since im doing just a crop, i highly encourage you to deep dive into it.

4- Mexicolore: Studying the Digging Stick

Hey, Tlalocmon's sprite is so cute... oh and if you like Tlaloc, why not remember that time when Taylor swift fans offered him friendship bracelets, so the rain wouldnt ruin their event, lol.

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Sonic the Hedgehog Analyzer, Sonic the Hedgehog Annual 2022

So, after what happened in The Battle for the Empire Arc, I think we all need to catch our breath and recharge before we can move on to The Overpowered Arc. Therefore, it’s time for some dumb fun, featuring the return of many familiar characters, their interactions and emotional moments.

Story #1: Guardians

Our first story follows Blaze, whom we haven’t seen since an amnesiac Sonic landed in the Sol Dimension. She is currently on a mission, fighting off pirates and destroying their ship.

As Blaze burns everything in her path, she grabs a robot’s head, demanding he tell her where the leader of the robot pirates is hiding. The head replies that there aren’t any, and that they’re all what’s left. Blaze doesn’t believe him, but the robot adds how they’re all gone, and that she won.

Blaze is shocked, having not expected that she’d manage to completely eliminate any threats in her world. She’s then called over by Marine the Raccoon (nice to see you again, Marine!), who asks her if she needs any help while everything around Blaze is burning down.

As they sail back home, Marine wonders what Blaze is so upset about, as they had been hunting pirates forever and they can finally have a vacation. Blaze replies how they have to be vigilant, but Marine insists that they had won and that Blaze has earned time off.

However, Blaze still feels bound by her duties as the Princess of the Sol Dimension and the Guardian of the Sol Emeralds. Marine replies that this doesn’t mean that she cannot relax, and if she cannot convince Blaze, then who can?

This is immediately answered by a cut to Knuckles, who is stunned to see Blaze appearing on Angel Island. Honestly, I think that it is amazing and heartwarming that Blaze decided to go to Knuckles for counsel, as she knows he’s stuck in a similar position as her as the Guardian of the Master Emerald.

Knuckles wonders why she’s here, and Blaze admits that, while they’re not well acquainted and she doesn’t want to place burdens at someone else’s feet, Sonic has taught her to seek help from others, so she was hoping to get his opinion, one Guardian to another. Knuckles is surprised, but tells her to walk with him.

As they walk through Lava Reef, Blaze asks Knuckles if it is ever acceptable to step away from his duties as the Guardian. Knuckles, in turn, asks her that, as the Princess, she too has her own duties, with Blaze explaining how her ministers handle the paperwork and she just reviews it, as her empire is peaceful and prosperous. She used her spare time to hunt down pirates, but now they’re all gone, and she knows she should be happy that everything’s at peace. As for the Sol Emeralds, they’re secure and under constant watch, and she can even get better security if necessary.

Knuckles comments how she has all that, and she still cannot step away from her duty because she wants to be there to fix things in case something goes wrong, with Blaze being happy that he understands her. But to her confusion, Knuckles tells her that she should take a vacation.

He explains how he cannot leave Angel Island since he cannot hide the Master Emerald somewhere more secure and that he’s on his own here, unless he needs to leave for the greater good, always taking a gamble. But Blaze’s situation? It’s a gift, and she shouldn’t waste it.

Admittedly, while Knuckles is on his own as a guardian, we know that he can always call on Sonic, Tails, and the rest of his friends in case he needs help, but at the same time, this would be his last resort, as he wouldn’t want to burden them with his own problems.

Blaze admits that it was nice being around everyone else, referring to the time she helped them against Neo Metal Sonic, and thanks Knuckles for the insight, as it means a great deal to her, while Knuckles is happy to talk to someone who understands responsibility.

Blaze then notes how she could repay him for his kindness by taking over his Guardian duties and allow him some time off (yeah, she’s definitely a workaholic), but Knuckles replies how she isn’t getting a working vacation and how he isn’t going to put her through that trouble. Blaze is fine with that answer, vanishing in a pillar of fire as she has preparations to make. Honestly, this was such a sweet moment between the two and I live for stuff like this.

Back at Blaze’s world, she brings along with Marine and her guards the Sol Emeralds to Coral Cave Island, where the Jeweled Scepter is. The guard has been tripled and Marine will be the one in charge. Speaking of Marine, she actually gets a tearful.

Marine tells Blaze just how happy she is that Blaze is taking care of herself, but that she is also going to miss her and hugs her and d’aaaaaaaawww, just look at these two, this is so adorable! And Blaze even hugs her back, saying how it’s not too late to change her mind, but Marine tells her that she deserves the vacation and that she can leave everything to her. If there’s trouble, she’ll call Blaze back, but she should leave.

Blaze then casually walks out of a pillar of fire at Sonic’s world, with the most hilarious smile on her expression, taking in that she’s now on vacation. Sonic, Amy, Cream and Cheese are having a tea party, with Amy recounting what happened in Trial by Fire (meaning this takes place shortly before the whole battle at Eggperial City), and the three are happy to see Blaze again, with Cream hugging her and Sonic noting that her visit is a reason to celebrate.

Remember how Sonic asked her to come visit sometime when she’s not on duty? Yeah, now, Blaze can finally fulfill that promise.

Story #2: Weapons

Our next story takes place place sometime after Chao Races and Badnik Bases, with Tails and Belle having managed to fix Omega and Gemerl. Omega is happy that he’s fixed and ready to cause more carnage, thanking Tails for the hard work, suggesting he and Gemerl go for a test-drive by having a sparring match outside the workshop. Omega and Gemerl agree, with Omega noting how he cannot guarantee Gemerl’s welfare, while Gemerl replies how he’ll teach him a lesson.

Predictably, the two go all out on each other, Gemerl firing missiles at Omega, and Omega rushing towards Gemerl, boasting how Gemerl isn’t a match for him.

Omega notes how, according to the data files, Gemerl once fought Sonic to a stand-still while serving as Eggman’s enforcer, yet he’s now put on the defensive. Omega proceeds to tell Gemerl that him caring for Cream, Cheese, Vanilla and Chocola made him weak and that he lost his edge, beating him up and offering him to join in his destruction of Eggman’s forces and abandon Cream and her family.

Gemerl is pissed off.

He rejects Omega’s proposal, knocking him down, and replies how, while they are similar, Omega was built to destroy, while he was built to evolve. His function has changed and now he protects Cream, Cheese, Vanilla and Chocola rather than operate on the battlefield. Badass!

The two stare at each other for a moment, then charge once again at each other for another round.

The results of their battle are seen later, as they return to an exasperated Tails and Belle, both beaten up and missing pieces, requesting to be fixed... again! Tails is annoyed, saying how he sent them to spar, not have a no-holds-barred grudge match, but Omega replies how he warned him that welfare wasn’t a guarantee. Yeah, that was on you Tails.

Nevertheless, we see that Omega has newfound respect for Gemerl, and Gemerl has newfound respect for Omega, with the two fist-bumping each other. Honestly, I love these two.

Story #3: Hero Camp

The next story focuses on Cream, as she and some other kids enroll in Hero Camp, wanting to learn how to become a real hero. However, when we see the camp, it is more of a rundown shack.

We also see Orbot and Cubot... and that explains why the place looks like this, as they’re running it. The two had decided to gather information on the Restoration from the kids, hoping to deliver Sonic’s biggest secrets to Eggman. They put on their best Team Rocket disguise (seriously, how the hell doesn’t Cream recognize the two?), introducing themselves as Cubert and Orville, certified heroes (with “Orville” having certified them personally). One of the kids asks whether they know Sonic, with Orbot and Cubot quickly turning the question around to test them on their knowledge about being heroes.

For their first test, they’re all tied up, with Orbot and Cubot saying how they should figure out how to untie themselves. Cream does it by cutting the ropes, explaining how Sonic taught her that, much to Orbot and Cubot’s chagrin.

The kids are next tested on building a hideout similar to the Restoration, with Cream not really looking happy about it. Orbot asks her, as “the member of Sonic’s inner circle” what she thinks about it, with Cream replying how it’s missing a few things. Orbot and Cubot wonder if she meant the security systems, but Cream replies how she was referring to the mall and playing area. As she grows suspicious, Orbot and Cubot promptly pull a plug to this test, destroying the “hideout”.

For the last part, neither Orbot nor Cubot are sure what to do, with Cubot suggesting a telling a scary story around a campfire to scare a hero, but both are hilariously bad at it. One kid suggest they could toast s’mores, only for the two to be confused by what s’mores are... and that’s what ticks Cream off, making her realize they’re not camp counselors and leading charge against the two. Honestly, this is pure hilarity and I love it. No clue when the story takes place, though, but I think it would be hilarious if it takes place after Test Run and this was part of the “reconnaissance” Orbot told Eggman about while they were actually taking a vacation.

The next day, Vanilla picks Cream up, asking her if she had a good time and learned how to be a hero, with Cream sheepishly replying how the main thing she had learned was that they maybe already are the real heroes. We then pan to a tied up Orbot and Cubot, who are so proud that they taught the kids well.

Story #4: Future Growth

The next story focuses on Silver, who has returned to the past to help with the harvest in the garden he and Blaze had worked on (also, who the hell gave Charmy shears?!). Admittedly, Silver doesn’t appear to be as happy and carefree as his friends.

He’s suddenly startled by Sonic, squishing the tomato in his hand, who’s here to grab the basket with the tomatoes. Silver replies that he’s done, with Sonic quickly carrying his and Amy’s basket away. Amy approaches Silver, noting how she’s glad that he could return to the past and help them out, with Silver just laughing it off. Amy then turns to Tangle, who’s about to dig out the potatoes in her own fashion, panicking. Silver, on the other hand, is upset, something that is noticed by Espio.

Silver leaves the group, looking really troubled (and I’m getting this “if anyone hurts Silver, I would first kill everyone else in the room, then myself” feeling), only to be startled by Espio, who has followed him.

Silver tries to assure him that he’s fine, just on an important mission for the future and... yeah, Espio doesn’t buy it, pointing out that Silver is bad at lying. Silver relents, knowing that, and Espio wonders if he’s concealing some kind of danger. Silver replies how it’s not that, and that he actually isn’t here for the harvest. As a matter of fact, he has no clue why he’s here at all.

Usually, he knows why he’s sent to the past, as he would be sent to save the future from turning up wrecked. This is his purpose and he always knew what to do to change history. But this time, he has no idea what he’s supposed to do. There is no crisis in the future and everything’s fine, but... he’s not.

First of all, someone please give Silver a hug! Second, this is the same situation as with Blaze - Silver just cannot fathom to be sent to the past for no reason (and speaking of which, I don’t think we ever learn how he travels to the past or who sends him there).

Silver starts hyperventilating, wondering if he did something wrong, or if he missed something, fearing that there’s some kind of disaster looming over them, but Espio tells him to take a deep breath and calm down first.

He then proceeds to explain how, as a ninja, his priority is the success of the mission, but as a friend, it is the safety of his team. Danger could be waiting everywhere and if he allows it, the fear would consume him. He points a kunai at his chest, noting how he would have lost without his enemies even lifting a finger. Silver then wonders how he deals with that fear.

Espio explains how he just needs to have faith in himself and his friends. Silver may not know why he’s here, but that doesn’t matter, as he is where he needs to be. If there’s trouble, everyone has Silver’s back, and he should go back to the garden and enjoy himself. After all, he deserves it.

Honestly, this is so adorable and heartwarming and I absolutely love it! Again, Sonic had also asked Silver to join them when the world isn’t in danger, and Silver is finally in a situation where he literally doesn’t have to worry about the future and can just hang out with his friends.

Silver agrees that Espio is right, and while he is scared, he can count on his friends, proceeding to hug a stunned Espio and thank him for the counsel. They then overheard Charmy causing trouble (presumably along with Tangle) and Silver offers Espio help, with the exasperated Espio agreeing.

Story #5: Another Grand Adventure for Jet the Hawk

Our next story focuses on Jet and Whisper, and we know this one takes place before Trial by Fire, as Whisper has been sent on a mission by Jewel. Before we get to that, we observe Jet in his room on the blimp, preparing a calzone and reading a birthday card sent from his father. Honestly, I love all the little details in his room, but the most hilarious bit is the photo of him and Sonic, which Jet as torn in half.

Jet hears the microwave being done, only to be shocked when he sees a Wisp carrying the calzone, yelling after it as it flies away to Whisper, who is currently on the above-mentioned mission. Whisper is really happy about her lunch.

Apparently, her mission is to take out a huge Badnik, but she’s interrupted by a furious Jet, who notes how she stole from him and that she will make it up to him. Yeah, I’m with Jet here, I’d also be hangry if someone stole my food.

Whisper is genuinely confused, guessing that she will, while Jet goes on a rant how she should think about the time he wasted chasing his lunch around when he could’ve stolen more gems (you’re not helping your case here, Jet!), so now she owes him gems and a calzone. The Wisp brings him a banana over, but Jet tells him how he doesn’t want that. Whisper tells him to be quiet, trying to warn him about the Badnik, but Jet yells how he cannot her hear whispering over the rumbling of his stomach... and gets promptly grabbed by the robot.

Jet yells at the Badnik to let him down, then tells Whisper to grab his Extreme Gear to help him. Whisper struggles with it, obviously not being used to riding it, while Jet yells at her to be more like him and she’ll be fine. He then continues ranting how he personally doesn’t have a clue how hard it is to use as he’s born gifted and that a wise old man (literally his father) told him “With skill and confidence, you are as fierce as the wind”, while Whisper tells him to stop talking as she gets the hang of the airboard.

When Jet doesn’t, she yells at him to be quiet as she snipes the Badnik, who falls over into a net, disabled. Jet is genuinely impressed by her skills, asking her to join the Babylon Rogues, but Whisper refuses, leaving. The Wisp then happily returns the half-eaten calzone to Jet, who tells them that they still owe him a fresh one.

Honestly, this one was pure hilarity and I just love Jet and Whisper’s interactions.

Story #6: Rough Patch

The last story focuses on Rough and Tumble, as well as Tangle and Rouge, and I have no clue when this takes place. I assume it is after Bad Guys, at the earliest and Hit The Pavement at the latest.

So, Rough and Tumble are having an argument at their hideout (which sticks out like a sore thumb) over their rhymes, with Tumble bringing up how they need to get it right since Sonic laughed at them the last time they met. Rough notes how Sonic laughs at everything and wants to move on with their plan, but Tumble insists they work on their intro. When Rough refuses, Tumble refuses to listen to his dumb plans and the two split up, going their separate ways. Not gonna lie, I’m hella invested in their relationship drama.

We then cut to Jewel’s museum, and apparently, she has found one of the Chaos Emeralds, deciding to display it (last time we saw them was when Sonic and SIlver went Super to fight Kaiju!Zavok). Rough and Tumble climb inside, starting their usual rhyme shtick...

...only to be shocked by the team-up of Rouge & Tumble and Rough & Tangle. The two yell at each other, wondering what they are doing here. Tangle tells Rough that he told her that those “ruffians” would come to steal the Chaos Emerald and that they wanted to take it to protect it. Meanwhile, Rouge notes to Tumble how they must’ve followed them here to stop them from taking the Chaos Emerald.

Rough and Tumble fall for the lie hook, line and sinker, starting to beat each other up, while Rouge and Tangle observe the show. Both note how they’re here undercover to keep an eye on the skunk brothers, with Rouge explaining how she was in the neighborhood for... reasons (you’re not fooling anyone, Rouge) and that Tumble waved her over and explained her plan to take the Chaos Emerald. As for Tangle, Rough pretended he was a vigilante hero now and wanted to protect the Chaos Emerald, begging Tangle to help him as he needed someone to order around.

Rouge comments on her breaking into her friend’s museum, but Tangle notes how it is a regular occurrence. Rouge then notes how they should bring this to a close, already having a plan, with Tangle being happy that they’re undercover buddies.

Meanwhile, Rough and Tumble question each others motives for teaming up with Tangle and Rouge, only to realize that they had the same plan and... d’aaaaaw, look at their eyes! Look at them reconciling! This is so sweet!

The two then get up, turning to Rouge and Tangle, ready to deal with the two only to be stunned when they see their ex-partners teaming up.

“You played me for a stooge...”

“So now you’re gonna get mangled!”

“Your master plan is about to be stopped by...”

“ROUGE AND TANGLE!”

Tangle then punches the two, with Rough wondering why everyone keeps stealing their shtick (maybe because it’s fun) and Tangle wraps them up, telling Rouge how the Chaos Emerald is safe... only to realize a moment later that Rouge stole it (she really can’t stop herself, can she?). As Rouge leaves, Tangle tears up, feeling betrayed, and just look at those big eyes!

“But... undercover buddies...”

My God, this is both hilarious and heartbreaking, and then hilarious once again, all at the same time. I swear, Tangle gets the best expressions in this comic. We also now know that at least one Chaos Emerald is with Rouge.

As for Rough and Tumble, they agree to only team up with each other, fist-bumping.

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It All Started with Some Cookies

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Requested by: anon

Request: Sam has a new neighbor and without a doubt she's really cute, if you ask Sam. But nevertheless he's his grumpy and moody self. She is what you call a sunshine. Always polite, even to the (super attractive) grump next door.

Pairings: Sam Swarek x f!reader

Warnings: Reader has Epilepsy, Readers service dogs' name is Lucy, Sam can be a grumpy asshole, Reader is hospitalized, blood, stress, swearing (probably)

A/n: First off, thank you for being so damn sweet Anon- you were so kind with your request 🥺 There was simply no way I could turn down these two requests (second is on its way soon, I promise) Second, I have realized I can take literal forever to write requests. I'm sorry this one took forever, but it was SUPER fun to write, and I hate how few Sam Swarek Fanfic there is (makes me wanna cry) and how few ppl know the show. Rookie Blue is probably my highest recommended show.

Taglist: None for Rookie Blue B)

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Sam lays on his couch, watching some TV show absent-mindedly. He was aware of someone moving in next door, but honestly paid little to no mind, afterall it was very common in the city to have new people moving in all around. And, quite frankly, he didn't feel like interacting with people today. Much rather preferring to lay there, sprawled out on his plush couch, hid away inside and away from the mid-afternoon heat.

A knock on his front door has him groaning, running a sweaty hand down his face in annoyance.

"Coming," He grumbles, slowly getting up from the couch and moving to the door when the mysterious person knocks a second time, a pang of irritation spiking his blood.

He pulls it open almost aggressively, coming face to face with a stunning woman.

The woman had soft features, with beautiful eyes that stared bashfully up at him, paired with a warm smile on her face.

He was awestruck, eyebrows quirked, mouth slightly parted in shock, all previous anger forgotten.

"Hi," you whisper quietly, voice silvery. Oh god, Sam thinks to himself, even your voice is beautiful, "I just moved in next door," you pause, jabbing your thumb in the direction of a large gray house, right next to Sam's, "As a 'hi I'm new here' gift I brought cookies, is that okay?"

Sam looks down to your arms, where you hold a delicate red tupperware container, brown chocolate chip cookies visible through the plastic sides.

"Are you allergic to anything? Oh my God," you whisper, half to yourself, half to him, "please say you aren't."

He is quick to reply, afraid you might take the cookies back, "No!" He is quick to try making his words seem less harsh and demanding, "I mean- no. No I'm not allergic to anything."

"Oh thank goodness," you breathe, handing Sam the cookies, "I'm y/n by the way."

"Sam." He greets, reaching out his hand and shaking yours.

"Well that's all, I've got to go unpack more now. Nice meeting you Sam." And with that, you turn, padding down Sams steps and back to your house, Sam watching you go.

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Things were well between you and Sam. For a bit.

In the midst of the day or night, sometimes he'd hear a dog barking from your house, but usually chose to ignore it. He wasn't about to go snap at you for having a dog that barked, it was natural, even more so after you made those delicious cookies. Even Sam would admit it to be selfish.

But today was different. Today, he was feeling a little more aggravated than usual. He'd picked up a night shift off one of his coworkers and knew if he wasn't able to get any sleep, this would be the worst night of his life, and it would take an excessive amount of coffee to power through.

So, with anger and an idea stuck in his head that he just couldn't see why it probably would've been the asshole-ish thing to do here, he marched right up to your doorway.

He was met with your confused face moments later, and he wasted no time making his point, "Can you try keeping your dog a but quieter, please? Thanks."

He doesn't realize it now, but he sounds like such an entitled, stuck-up jerk. His words are biting to you when he comes at you verbally like an angry hornet.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I'll try keeping her quiet." You smile at him regardless of how hurt you are by his scowl, how you believe you are in the wrong for Lucy's notice in your drastic behavior change.

And with that, Sam retreats back to his house, feeling accomplished with himself as he lays down and sleeps.

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It's late in the evening. Sam's harmful words plague your mind. They have nagged you ever since he spoke them a few hours ago.

Feeling hungry, you decide you should make yourself something to eat.

Standing from the couch, you make your way into the kitchen, feeling just a bit light headed but choosing to ignore it.

You reach up into the cupboards, deciding you are going to have a bowl of cereal, when that's the feeling becomes surreal.

Your head feels fuzzy, and you grip onto the counter firmly, trying to get over the wave of sickness that washes over you.

Your dog who followed you from the living room, barks at you from the side, and deep down you feel like this is going to be exceptionally bad.

At that moment, your knees fail, and the next thing you know, everything goes black.

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Sam runs his hand down his exhausted face, groaning as he pulls into his driveway and parks his car.

Regardless of how many hours of sleep Sam got, he doesn't think he'd have been prepared for that much of a boring and exhausting shift. Sure, he's done them before, but he usually tends to stay away from those types of things. He hates night shifts, so he wonders why he even bothered taking it in the first place.

He trudges up his steps, yawning while he fumbles with his keys, unlocking the door.

He swears he can hear your dog, barking relentlessly, but he's too tired to care.

Just as he opens the door, he hears whining behind him and spins around.

There, on his porch, is your dog, who stares at him desperately.

"What-?" He asks the dog, to which she whines and paws at his leg. As if she was trying to tell him something.

Groaning and more than reluctant, he follows what he has presumed to be your dog as she leads him across your lawn and up your stairs, pawing at the door.

Upon opening the door, he calls out to you, "Y/n?"

Not hearing an answer he ventures further into your house, something in his stomach telling him something has happened.

As he enters the kitchen, he finds you. You're sprawled out, face down on the tile flooring, a small pile of what appears to be blood pools on the floor.

Immediately, he whips out his phone and dials 911, crouching down by your side, from where he crouches, he can see a large gash stretching across your forehead, red blood spilling out across your tiled floor.

The paramedics are there within minutes, and load you onto a stretcher, offering to give him a ride with you to the hospital, to which he obliges.

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When you wake up, there is an annoying, constant beeping noise, and the room smells funny. The scent invading your nostrils and making them tingle, as if they were being scorched by the rancid fumes.

Lifting your head slightly, you are all but blinded by the white lights set too much too bright for comfort.

At that moment, a nurse enters. Upon seeing you she smiles widely, "I see you're awake! Your boyfriend will be delighted!"

Wait, you are confused, you don't have a boyfriend, "Boyfriend?" You ask, confusion clouding your uncertain words.

"Yes, he was here not that long ago. I'm sure he'll be back soon and will be more than delighted to see you've finally come to." She smiles, not understanding your point of you don't have a boyfriend.

The kind nurse promptly exits the room after that, seeing as she finished her tests, and you're left in silence.

Your mind is cloudy, and everything seems confusing. Who was this 'boyfriend' of yours? Why did they lie? Why were they here with you?

The more you thought, the more confused and suspicious you got. It all didn't make sense. You could not think of a single soul who would pose as your boyfriend. All your relatives lived miles away, and if they did come they would've just said they were relatives. There was no need for them to say they were your boyfriend.

While you were lost in thought, the door opened, causing you to swivel your head in its direction as it squeaked open.

There, with a coffee and some flowers, stood your neighbor. He smiled lightly at you, something you'd never actually seen on his more-than-not scowling face.

It seemed as if all trains of thought came to a screeching halt in your head, you just stared blankly, unblinking at the man you never thought you'd see waiting for you in the hospital.

"Hi," He said after a heartbeat of awkward, confused silence, stepping into the room and closing the door, "glad to see you're okay."

You aren't really listening as he talks, more trying to sort out the jumble of thoughts and questions destroying your brain right now, "Why?"

He stops mid ramble, face twisting into puzzlement, "Why what?"

"Why'd you say you were my boyfriend?"

"They wouldn't let me in, relatives only." He shrugs, as if it's no big deal. But he's hiding something. You can see it in the way he looks away. As if he was too embarrassed to admit.

"That still doesn't give me an answer," you pause, still lost at his vague reasoning, "Why did you lie to stay? I would've been fine on my own."

He seems to stop, thinking over his words carefully, before answering, "Because I care about you."

You blink. Once. Twice. Three times. Confused and speechless. You just can’t believe it. Moments pass before you answer, “What?”

Not missing the way regret crosses his beautiful features, his eyes widening as if he has just truly thought about the weight of his actions. “I uh-” he awkwardly reaches back behind his head and scratches the nape of his neck, “I care a lot about you. And I know, it’s weird, we barely know each other, but I know I’ve cared since you dropped off those damn good cookies.”

Chuckling softly, a smile crossing your face, “I care about you too, Sam.”

Relief flares across his features, and he smiles back at you warmly.

Little did they know, you and Sam would grow a lot closer over the following weeks and months. A friendship shared between two unlikely people, two polar opposites, A ray of sunshine and a thundercloud of emotion intermingling. Her charming, outgoing personality warming his seemingly ever-cold heart. And his sassy and pessimistic self kept her on her toes.

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