#longer than i thought and i accidentally posted it once :> but hey

[popponn]

boyfriend hcs | isagi yoichi.

notes: im done pretending to be sane. "things and hcs about isagi yoichi" post because world hard and cold isagi yoichi soft and warm. this time, really mean it when saying no brain just isagi big love. please don't look at this too closely, other than that: no warning.

the "natural rizz" type who is honestly not really good at being purposefully suave. if he tries, it will either go boyfailure route or cute babygirl route. if he doesn't, it's a full package bf who will get your whole family & friends' approval.

at first, he tries really hard, but the moment you get him to calm down and kick the nervousness away, you will get: casual affection, unconditional support, a cuddly & clingy bf on weekends, etc.

looks at matching keychains once and the metavision is telling him it will be cute if you two have that.

he seems like the type who is not obvious when he is in love. at first. the moment his friends accidentally stumble upon your dates and see his smile, his smile is fooling no one.

somehow could make the most mundane unromantic activity cute as long he does it with you. accidentally. somehow.

when he starts dating you, his clothes will reflect your taste because: 1) he will shop for those clothes with you and ask for your opinion; 2) if you are a sane human with a bare minimum level of taste you should know his fashion sense level is in minus already—please do a favor to mankind and get him away from that neon orange trousers and bright green jumper; 3) he just wants to see you happy; 4) despite his humble look and usual demeanor, he likes showing off that he has you and you have him.

doesn't mean he can pick your clothes. do yourself a favor and think thrice or ten times if he suggests clothing or god forbid a mix match. love makes people dumb but it has to have a limit. your man is not trustworthy in the style department.

getting his parents' approval should be the least of your worries. his blue lock fellows and noel fucking noa should be your concern. good luck, high chance you have to verbally fight people like michael kaiser and barou shohei.

your phone is guaranteed to have at least 5 country clocks in it because yoichi is an international sensation. and when he is not busy practicing, you barely leave his mind at all.

it ranges from "oh, they will like this as a gift" to longingly gazing at his phone because while he is an understanding & secure attachment-style boyfriend, it doesn't mean he can bear with you not contacting him for three days. call your man. text him.

his favorite songs will be that cm song and whatever you often listen to around him—"it just sticks". his favorite movie will be totoro and your favorite movie. attachment and fond memories are the main driving force for his favorite stuff.

is pretty independent and self-sufficient that is not clingy most of the time. unless when he is sleepy. he hugs his pillow when he sleeps, now that he has you get ready.

if your main love language are acts of service and words of affirmation, it will be an instant match. "i do this for you, you do this for me" without any talking needs to be done, just like second nature. and he likes to be praised.

in case of quality time and physical touch, it will take some time to get used to, most probably. while he clearly enjoys time with his closest ones, isagi also enjoys his alone time and thinking time too. and he used to be a shy boy who doesn't share touches with people much. but believe in his adaptability, as long as the parties involved are willing to figure this out it will get figured out.

made a whole post about this once like a besotted fool, but is a really good listener who likes listening to you. it's like you "giving him a piece of you"—especially if it is a part of you that you don't share much.

please do listen and try to figure him out though. moving on soon and focusing on the present's solution is good but in some cases, it really might lead to what people call "pent-up emotions". isagi doesn't enjoy looking or being "weak", but really understanding the emotions he doesn't say out loud will benefit both of you in the long run.

keep the balance in everything—because isagi as understanding and adaptable as he is, still sometimes has a lapse in judgment.

before this gets into angst territory let's stop here. moving on.

is canonly described as poetic in one of exhib dialogues—which means this man is scientifically proven to be cheesy as hell.

sheepish, boyish, cute, sometimes nervous, very boy next door yes. but when he is in the moment, aka the romance flow is kicking, get ready for the most heartfelt, the most sincere profession of love under the sunset. an "i'm glad you are in my life", an "i will happily choose you again", etc.

learn to kick a soccer ball if you can't. 1) good for self-defense; 2) he sometimes brings the ball to sleep and if you don't want it, really think of it as self-defense. (not kidding, check his PWC sprite and that one sleeping anime official art merch)

at first gets bashful at pet names, but if someone makes fun of him—especially during a match—that's just asking for it.

remember his habit of being unable to say "no"? In a very loving manner, it comes back in full force with you. he will spoil the hell out of you even when you don't ask him to. what you want, isagi will get.

you have to be his #1 supporter. because he is yours. sometimes he can give advice and help for you, sometimes he can't. but if anything, he will always be there.

has a soft spot for you smiling while hugging something. in other words, while his gallery is full of your photo with plushies, animals, etc—the number of mirror selfies with the two of you hugging each other is enough to make anyone blink in astonishment.

if someone badmouths you or tries to harrass you, oresagi aka on field persona comes out without any hesitation. and while isagi's appearance doesn't come in the most intimidating form—we have seen him. hold him back, please.

even after everything, is honestly a pretty simple guy who thinks a simple breakfast with you worth much more than expensive dinners. home dates with him is always the coziest thing on earth, no matter whether under a sunny sky or rainy clouds.

when he is dedicated to you, he is dedication itself. certainly still have to do pr and fanservice when he meets some fans in the street, but before he leaves he will always squeeze your hand like asking for permission and he always does it with such efficiency that some of his friends wonder if he is trained to return as quickly as possible to your side. (yeah. isagi values efficiency and like how he wants a goal, he wants to enjoy his date with you.)

comfort hcs tho, when you feel insecure or down in some ways talk to him. he might pick up the bad mood but he isn't the type to try and overstep when you don't want to tell him. and as said before, he is a really good listener who is always there for you, so it will really do you good.

sometimes protest but he loves it when you play with his hair one way or another. ruffle it, pat it, style it—do as you wish. bonus if you are in front of him, in his lap, in the comfort of your shared abode. clingy isagi coming out again.

he hugs in the same way he kisses. they are long and heartfelt. one could use "passionate" to describe them, if it isn't for a certain chaste-esque mannerism that is almost always there.

the only time it is not is when the two of you are in private but because this is a family account. not going there.

#bllk imagines #blue lock imagines #isagi x reader #bllk x reader #bllk #blue lock #blue lock x reader #blue lock scenarios #blue lock fluff #isagi x you #isagi x y/n #bllk fluff #isagi fluff #isagi yoichi x reader #bllk isagi #bllk scenarios #bllk headcanons #blue lock headcanons #longer than i thought and i accidentally posted it once :> but hey #at least i live laugh love yoichi. so.

[calliesmemes]

ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF

ASSORTED QUOTES FROM TUMBLR TEXTPOSTS, X (formerly known as twitter) POSTS, TIKTOK, MEMES, AND OTHER SOURCES AROUND THE INTERNET

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

“   Currently considering becoming a bother and a nuisance, maybe even a menace or a rascal. ”

“   Hungry? Eat the government. ”

“   Yes, I wanna fuck after every argument. ”

“   Silence, you uneducated peanut! ”

“  They should invent a being alive that isn’t so difficult. ”

“   Women have to think I’m hot or none of this matters. ”

“   Due to personal reasons I will be named an enemy of the state. ”

“   Being overdressed is a myth made up by people who didn’t want you to have fun and be sexy. ”

“   What even are daddy issues? Just traumatize your father back. ”

“   I LOVE complaining! You can’t take that away from me! ”

“   I went to the silly goose convention and they all knew you. ”

“   I’m simultaneously ‘I’m tired of this grandpa’ and ‘that’s too damn bad!’ ”

“   The word ew coming out of a pretty girl’s mouth holds so much power … I think that it can tear apart nations. ”

“   Someone made fun of my shoes and the whole time I just thought of ways to push them out the window. ”

“   If you’re short, simply get taller. ”

“   I better think twice? Buddy I don’t even think once. ”

“   My off putting looks, awkward demeanor, and strange behavior have captivated you. ”

“   There’s something deeply, fundamentally wrong with you. Can we kiss? ”

“   You are a fool. When you walk, clown music plays. ”

“   I mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favorite? ”

“   I really do hate thinking. ”

“   In my defense, I simply do not vibe with the law. ”

“   I’ve done nothing wrong. Except all the atrocities. Besides that, I’m innocent. ”

“   Sorry I couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue. ”

“   Of course you have white hair and trauma. ”

“   So apparently the bad vibes I’ve been feeling are actually ‘severe psychological distress’. ”

“   Stop calling me a bad person just because I’m orchestrating your downfall! ”

“   The more lip gloss I collect the longer I live. ”

“   Sorry that I am obsessed with you in the unhealthiest way possible. As if it's my fault ”

“   The multiple failed assassination attempts against me have helped build both character and self esteem. ”

“   I could be your loser boyfriend. Do you ever think about that? ”

“   Accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday, but god wont let me die so I’m back ”

“   What do you mean napping isn't a good coping mechanism? What do you mean my problems are still here? ”

“   Academic validation is required for my sanity. ”

“   RIP to everyone killed by the gods for hubris but I’m different and better. Maybe even better than the gods. ”

“   Researching the stages of grief to see if I can get them finished in ten minutes tops. ”

“   My parents were like I’m gonna make a child that is so beyond help. ”

“   It’s not easy to admit when you’re wrong, and that’s why I won’t do it. ”

“   Why can’t this family ever have a funky good time? ”

“   How do I show people that I’m more than my unethical career choice? ”

“   I fucked my way into this mess, and I’ll fuck my way out. ”

“   You look so biteable today. ”

“   Why am I suffering? I have so many correct opinions and takes. ”

“   I AM HAUNTED BY A PAST THAT I CANNOT GO BACK TO! anyways ”

“   Challenging authority, angering gods. The family business. ”

“   Third base is me telling you about my father. ”

“   Hey girl. Plagued by terrifying visions? ”

“   Got caught giving a fuck. Embarrassing. ”

“   I didn’t ‘miss’ the red flags; I saw them and thought that they looked sexy. ”

“   Do my dark circles and deteriorating health make me look hot? ”

“   I get my news from the only reliable source, cryptic symbolism in my dreams. ”

“   Another day of being a bisexual disaster. ”

“   I’m going to let myself be a little unhinged today, as a treat. ”

“   Some of you act like murder is such a big deal. ”

“   You wanna hunt me for sport so bad that it makes you look stupid. ”

“   You’re not a girlboss unless you’ve killed someone. ”

“   It’s so weird how no one ever has correct opinions about things except for me. ”

“   Hello, my love — I mean, my rival ”

“   No one is calling me baby and it’s outrageous I can’t believe it. ”

“   No talking stage. Mutual obsession and you see god in my eyes or nothing. ”

“   I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOOKUP CULTURE DIE IN MY ARMS ”

“   Yes baby your emotional walls are high and impenetrable can we kiss now? ”

“   Affection is disgusting. Drown me in it. ”

“   I am gatekeeping my respect from you. ”

“   Well, well, well, if it isn’t the consequences of my own actions. ”

“   I am equal parts fuck around and find out and please don’t yell at me I’ll cry. ”

“   Short legs, big butt. I’m a corgi. ”

“   Fuck being the bigger person; I’m going to start biting people. ”

“   Well that wasn’t very slay of you! ”

“   May I please get a crumb of affection? ”

“   I crave power! Please don’t yell, though; I’m sensitive. ”

“   You call it a near death experience; I call it a vibe check from God. ”

“   Here are some scissors. Now cut it out. ”

“   Might commit a little tomfoolery, maybe even some shenanigans. ”

“   All these flavors, and you choose to be salty. ”

“   How can I live, laugh, love in these conditions? ”

“   What if I said ‘to be honest’ but then lied? ”

“   I'm financially at a stage where I understand why people do fraud. ”

“   Yes I may be evil and morally corrupt, but I’m also incredibly beautiful and I think that makes up for it honestly. ”

“   Debates are stupid. Why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me? ”

“   I forget but I do NOT forgive.. I'm just walking around hating bitches can't remember why ”

“   Ding dong your opinion is wrong! ”

“   I’m coming for your kneecaps. ”

“   You dropped your nose you fucking clown. ”

“   Are you a fire alarm? ‘Cause you are really fucking loud and annoying. ”

“   Call me an escalator, because I let people down. ”

“   I love me a good lesbian scandal! ”

“   If you can’t run away from your problems, you’re not running fast enough. ”

“   Everything I want to do is illegal. ”

“   Don’t make me hit your ankle with my Barbie scooter! ”

“   I tell gay jokes because I am a gay joke. ”

“   Fuck! I dropped my mental stability! ”

#askbox meme #askbox prompt #rp ask meme #ask box #roleplay sentence meme #sentence starters #roleplay prompts #roleplay sentence starters #* sentence meme

[frostyhelltime]

You Really Thought You Could Just Take Them From Me?

(Vox Edition)

(Vox x GN!Reader)

Author's Note: Bruh I was just gonna do this neat little idea of how some of the Hazbin guys react to someone kidnapping their S/O. It was just gonna be some headcanons, and then I was like ooo some headcanons and a tiny imagine. And then I did this because I was having fun and kept writing. So I'll probably just give everyone their own separate post since it ended up being longer than I anticipated haha. The others I'll do this scenario for are Alastor, Lucifer, and Zestial because I adore him and there isn't much of him. I'm open to others as well if anyone wants!

Tags: Violence, possessive Vox, I just enjoy writing possessive and protective people okay??? And I think you all do too since the other one I wrote that you guys liked he literally electrocuted someone to death for his S/O lol

Vox

Is annoyed at first when you don't show up to your scheduled date.

He's an incredibly busy man and you both know that and he does his best to make time for you so you don't usually miss these.

Once he remembers how unusual this is for you his annoyance turns to worry.

You really wouldn't miss one of these unless it was something serious, right?

His panic starts slow and builds itself into a crescendo over time, even as he tries to calm himself and tell himself everything is okay even as his repeated calls go to voicemail.

With each successive voicemail left, the pit in his stomach grows larger and heavier.

It isn't much longer after that before he zaps himself away through one of his cameras, almost instantaneously zipping through the electric network to bring himself back into his office.

He ignores Velvette's question of why he's back so soon, single mindedly focused now.

As soon as he's sitting down and plugged in he's scouring every camera he has access to, going back to find your last known location.

His panic just rises the longer it goes before he finally catches sight of the back of your head and then the air leaves his lungs entirely. He hadn't even realized how dizzy he was becoming from holding his breath, or even that he was.

He eyes you now, looking for what happened. At this point he's almost praying you accidentally blew him off because it would mean you were safe.

But he is in Hell, and there is no God that would listen to his prayers down here.

Vox is tapping his foot impatiently and checking his watch for what feels like the hundredth time as he sits and waits for you.

You were so late. You knew he was busy, that these pockets of time he carved out for you were hard to come by. How could you possibly think to blow him off, of all people?! You've never done that before!

And then the jiggling of his foot stops, a realization dawning on him. You...hadn't ever done this before. Not in all the many many dates and rendezvous you've had. You... probably wouldn't miss this unless there was something serious happening. But then he's shaking his head and trying to rationalize it, not wanting to immediately go nuclear like Valentino would and then end up being embarrassed when you show up five minutes later. He calls you then, the profile picture of you blowing him a kiss appearing on his screen as the dialing starts. He raps his claws against the table as he impatiently waits for you to pick up.

But you don't pick up. He's trying to ensure he doesn't sound desperate and he hopes he keeps his voice level enough to not betray that he is beginning to get worried over you, again it would be embarrassing to get that worked up and you just got held up by something mundane.

"Hey Dollface, it's me. I hope you haven't forgotten our little lunch date? I was really excited to see you after a pretty boring morning. Call me."

He keeps it simple, like he's simply reminding you before he hangs up, like he isn't really that bothered. He takes a deep breath and leans back in his chair in the restaurant, trying to keep those paranoid thoughts at bay even as they gnaw at him.

Another five minutes and he's calling again. He doesn't hide his panic as well as he did the first time.

"Hello love, it's me again. Can you just...at least message me or call me so I know you're okay and just running late?" He finishes before shooting you off a text as well in case you couldn't pick up the phone but could text him.

But not even that works, and he's growling in frustration now. He swears if you don't answer this next call he's going to lose it, but even it goes to voicemail and he can't push the panic back anymore as he leaves one last voicemail, raising his voice loud enough for other nearby tables to hear.

"Okay. Look, I'm going to be honest with you. If I don't get a call or text back in five fucking minutes so I know you're on your way I'm tearing this entire fucking city apart until I find you."

To anyone around him this would sound almost like a threat, but if you had heard it you would know it was a promise of safety.

He waits until precisely five minutes pass, on the dot, and then he morphs himself into electricity, zipping his way through the electric network to get back to VoxTek.

He's so worried now he doesn't even register Velvette asking why he's back so early, and jokingly asking if you two had a spat. But she sees the look on his face and his silence, and it's enough of an indicator to leave it be, whatever this is. So she returns to her phone as she watches Vox go further in. She wasn't going to get involved in whatever mess this was unless needed.

He's plugged in before he's even sitting down fully in his chair, screens lighting up of views across the city and he's searching now. He starts with the route from the place you mentioned wanting to go to this morning to the location of the lunch date, reviewing footage to find something.

Finally, finally he catches sight of the back of your head, exhaling so hard it almost makes him dizzy. He hadn't even realized he had been holding his breathe.

He zeroes in on you now, looking to see what went wrong. You're walking fast and checking your phone, and he checks the timestamp and sees it is fairly close to when your date was scheduled. He feels relieved, but almost stupid with his over reaction. He actually drags his hand down his face in sheer embarrassment, his screen tinted pink along the center line. You were just running late. He's about to unplug and head back to the restaurant when he sees you duck down an alley for a shortcut.

He switches to another camera, that has a slightly better view of the alley just to ensure you did indeed make it back safely, and sees you run face first into the back of someone because you were checking the time again, so intent on making your way to him on time. You run into them so hard that they stumble forward and fall and you do too.

Vox can't pick up the sound clearly enough from this far, but he can tell you're apologizing but this demon doesn't seem to care. He's immediately grabbing your arms and trying to drag you along with him, you fighting every step of the way.

Vox didn't know what he was dragging you off to do but it doesn't matter. Either way this man can count the hours he had left to live on one hand. He makes the footage fast forward and follows along with his cameras until he sees the two of you enter a building.

Fucking finally, a lead.

He rips the cables out so unceremoniously fast that it hurts a moment, a pain dulled by the adrenaline he's feeling, and then he's zapping himself again to the camera he had closest to the building.

His worry had turned to anger, palpable to those around him from the errant sparks that bounced off the sidewalk with each step he took. Everyone in his way made sure to give him a wide berth, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of the war path he was clearly on.

He doesn't bother knocking, pushing the front door of said building in with sheer brute force. Perks of being a powerful overlord. He's stronger than he looks.

You're so close he's sure of it. The static electricity in the air is almost crackling as he begins to walk through the building, listening for any sound of you. When he hears none, he speaks.

"I ฿ɆⱠłɆVɆ you have ₴-₴Ø₥Ɇ₮Ⱨł₦₲ of ₥ł₦Ɇ." He almost bellows, voice glitching out heavily as he announced himself, hopefully so you could hear and alert him. But also to serve as a final warning for this demon that their time was coming. He's holding his breath as he listens, before he hears it.

A few loud and rapid thuds, almost like a fist banging on a wall, and he's focused on it like a hawk now, pace picking up as he makes his way to the room he's sure he heard it come from and then he finally hears the idiot's voice in a desperate heated whisper.

"Be quiet or he'll find me you stupid fuckin-"

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The glitches and intimidating aspect to his voice are not intentional this time as the blue hue from his face lights up the scene before him, the hue of his screen quickly bursting into a brilliant shade of red, casting you both in a different light. This disgusting idiot's hands were on you, one covering your mouth to keep you from screaming.

The man lets you go like you're made of hot coals, and knowing he would not win this fight, attempts to run past Vox to try and escape.

But Vox is not letting this go. Not with how worried he had been, not with how this scum thought they could put their hands on his lover. Grabbing the man's arm hard enough to stop him in his tracks without barely even turning, electricity shoots through him enough to temporarily paralyze him.

But not kill him.

Oh no.

He had better plans.

With the immediate threat extinguished for now, he drops the now limp arm, letting it fall carelessly to the ground. He approaches you then, you already meeting him halfway to throw your arms around him. He can feel the sparks still coming off his body begin to fade away as you do though, his screen turning from red back to its normal blue. If the sparks hurt you, you don't say anything.

"Are you okay?" He asks, wrapping his arms around you and picking you up so you could sit on one arm and wrap your hands around his neck more easily, which you do eagerly, curling up into him seeking comfort he is more than happy to provide.

"...Y-yeah." Your voice is shakey so he knows you're trying to put on a brave face.

He's shooting off a text to a bodyguard at VoxTek and giving the coordinates of where they are as he figures out what his next course of action will be. He didn't want to leave you unattended, but it seems he needed to put this fool in their place as well.

"How about this sweetheart, I've got someone coming to escort you to the restaurant, you place a to go order for us, and bring it back to my office and we can have our lunch date there." He offers in such a sweet voice it almost gives you whiplash to hear his voice change from how he spoke to the sinner before to this intentionally charming and sweet voice. He is still keeping you close as he eventually settles on a solution. He feels your arms grip him more tightly at the suggestion of him leaving you, even if it is with a bodyguard and he can already predict your question before you ask it.

"What about you? Why can't you take me?" You sound scared still even though you're trying not to and he squeezes you slightly in a way he hopes comforts you.

"I plan to take my time showing this sinner what happens when someone messes with what is m̥̲͓̫ͪ͆́ͫ̔̈͆́i̶̶ͫn̶̷̡̨̩̱̟̐̀̐̄͑ͤ͢e̷ͣ_̑͠." His voice takes on that threatening edge towards the end before he clears his throat, charismatic persona beginning to fall back into place once more.

"You just get whatever you want and I'll be there soon Dollface. I've already rescheduled my next two meetings, so I'll have time to teach him a lesson and have lunch with you." He kisses your forehead, only letting you down once you agree and seem okay with it. He would have to text his assistant on the way back to reschedule those meetings, he thinks to himself.

This way he could take his time with this sinner who deserves much more than a quick and easy electrocution death, and then take the time to enjoy the lunch he was supposed to have with you.

He takes a deep breath now, now that he has you safe and a plan to enact. Everything was back to normal and within his control like it should be. And this sinner? This sinner he would make an example of, to ensure no one else is stupid enough to try this again. It's been a bit since he's really gotten to enjoy his more sadistic tendencies, and this was the perfect opportunity.

#hazbin hotel #vox #vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox #vox hazbin hotel

[torialefay]

☀️ Everyday Idol 🌙 (Chapter 3)

✨ head on over to my masterlist if you haven’t read chapters 1 & 2!

✨possible bangchan x reader (f), possible jungkook x reader (f)

✨wc: 4.3k

✨ friends to lovers? possible love triangle? future angst and smut??? definitely fluff.

✨ summary: JYP Entertainment launches a new show and y/n somehow gets recruited. Even though she doesn’t particularly care about the outcome of the show, she does particularly care about one of the artists she met: Chris from Stray Kids. Does Chris feel the same or will a potential relationship with one of his friends overcome what y/n feels for him?

✨ author’s notes: pls pls pls let me know if you’d prefer shorter, more frequent chapters like this one, OR longer chapters posted about once per week. i’m heavily debating lol

✨ warnings: cursing from time to time.

Previous Chapter Recap:

Dang, another instagram notification. Maybe Jungkook WAS really into you. You tapped to open the chat again.

gnabnahc: Hey! I know this is random, but if you have any time tomorrow, could you meet me in my studio? I’ll be around in the morning and at lunch after hair & makeup. If you have time of course, I understand if not. I just wanted to talk to you about something.

‘Good fucking God,’ your heart dropped. “Anna… I need you. NOW!” you screamed.

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Y/n’s POV:

Anna quickly bolted into the bathroom, thinking you’d accidentally cut yourself shaving or something. She was determined not to let you bleed out. Med student to the rescue!

When she arrived, she was surprised to see you totally fine, but also totally naked, sitting on the lid of the toilet.

“Okay… WHY?” She looked down at you, eyebrows raised.

“Just come here,” you motioned for her with your arm. You extended your phone out for her to grab it.

“This is some Hollywood movie shit,” she laughed, handing the phone back to you.

“This isn’t funny!” you exclaimed. “What in the hell am I supposed to do?”

“Well do you want to see him?”

“Duh.”

“Then you’re going to find a way to see him. Just tell him you can’t in the morning and that you can late into lunch.”

“Yeah, only one problem. I’m supposed to be meeting Jungkook for lunch,” you rolled your eyes, now wondering if she had paid attention at all to your prior conversation.

“Okay, so tell Jungkook beforehand that you don’t have much time because of your schedule, and then go meet Chan. Who says you can’t have it all?” she grinned, raising one eyebrow.

‘Okay, good plan. Solid plan,’ you thought. ‘Unless…’

“Okay but I don’t know how close Chan & JK are. What if JK is telling him that we’re getting lunch together? Then I just look like a two-timing bitch.”

“Alright, and how do you know that JK hasn’t already told him and Chan is going behind his back?” ‘Ain’t no way he’d do that,’ you thought. “I’m just saying, in all of your time with Chan, he never once mentioned JK. In all of our time with Changbin and Felix, they never brought him up either. I honestly don’t think they’re that close. Both of their fandoms would have figured it out by now if they are.”

‘Alright, let’s look,’ you thought, pulling your phone in front of your face again. You went to “X” (you still couldn’t get used to calling it that instead of Twitter) and typed in “jungkook bangchan”. Surely the detectives on here would know a thing or two. You scrolled and scrolled. A few tweets about the same thing- the 97 liners grabbing dinner together, but it was more than just the two of them. Not a single picture of them together otherwise. Not a story about seeing them together either. Maybe Anna had a point.

“Fuck it, I’m gonna do it,” you said, not knowing where your newfound confidence came from. Anna started giggling and took a quick seat beside you on the edge of the hotel’s bathtub.

Your fingers began to type quickly, not allowing yourself time to think. Or rather, overthink.

Hey Chris! I could stop by late after lunch? I’m not sure of a specific time yet, but I can text you later when I find out?

Send.

“Okay, it’s done,” you breathed out… You sat there for a moment, absorbing all of the feelings and trying to get the nerves out.

“Pinch me,” you said to Anna with a huff coming out from your bottom lip.

She reached over, laughing, nipping you in the arm. “I’m so happy for you I could cry,” she continued, keeping that same big smile on her face. “Butttt,” she leaned in closer and began to whisper, “whoever you don’t take, just remember I’m single.” She winked and you started to laugh, pushing her away.

“Whatever,” you said jokingly. “BUT I have to shower. Now I have two guys to impress.”

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Chan’s POV:

‘It’s alright Chris, don’t be nervous,’ he thought to himself, still planted in his studio chair. ‘The worst she can say is no. Well I guess she could laugh at it and tell all of her friends that you’re whipped. In which case, you’re fucked. But she wouldn’t do that, right?’

Chan’s mind got the best of him and he decided to start pacing. He needed to get his mind on something else… but what? His new song! Yes, his new song. He had been working on a hook and just couldn’t figure out where he wanted to go with it. ‘I need Jisung,’ he thought. He sent a quick text his way to see if he was busy. He couldn’t help but to re-read the message he had sent you. He clicked on your profile to view all of the pictures. Your dogs, your friends, your birthday party. He pictured what he would look like included in each photo. He let his mind wonder, looking at one photo in particular. You had been at the beach. He didn’t stick to that photo because of anything you were wearing. You were fully clothed. There was just something about it. The way your smile was lit up like you had not a worry in the world. The way the sun cast a golden color all over your beautiful face. The fact that the beach was Chan’s favorite. He thought about what it would be like to be there with you. Walking along the shore, getting to know you better. What was your family like? How did you like your eggs cooked? Where was your favorite place in the world? He let himself get lost in the scenario.

*BUZZ*

Your instagram username flashed across the top of his screen. He clicked as soon as he possibly could.

Y/n’s Instagram username:

Hey Chris! I could stop by late after lunch? I’m not sure of a specific time yet, but I can text you later when I find out?

‘Yes Chris, Yes! See, it was just a rumor. A dumb rumor. I mean JK would have told you since you were the reason they had met. He couldn’t possibly be that into her after meeting her for 2 minutes. You worried for no reason.’ He was elated. Ecstatic even. He looked down to his phone, stupid grin on his face.

‘Felix, you’re fucking dead for giving me a heart attack like that,’ he thought.

The little shit quit responding. ‘He’s got about 4 hours to text back before I get home and jump him.’ Chan thought. He sunk down into his chair. All of his excitement was now replaced with confusion. This was gonna be a longggg night in the studio.

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Felix’s POV:

“SUCK ON THAT!” Felix screamed sarcastically. He had spent the last 2 hours plopped on the couch next to Changbin. They made it a point to get together once a week, no matter how busy, to play a few video games together. Today’s choice: League. Felix lowkey kinda sucked, and he knew that. But he didn’t care because Binnie sucked even more.

“No, you suck on this,” Changbin yelled back, putting Felix in a headlock and giving him a noogie.

“Ah! Ah! Ahhhhh!” Felix screamed for help, trying not to die laughing. “Someone help me!” he yelled, while grabbing at Changbin’s arms to rip him off. It was no use. No matter how much Felix flailed his body and thrashed left and right, Changbin’s hold was even tighter. Eventually, he ran out of energy and decided to just lie there. Changbin released him right after.

“So you admit defeat,” Changbin raised his eyebrow. Felix had a dazed look on his face, hair fluffed up from Bin’s relentless hand movements. He was just grappling for his breath back at this point.

“I’ll take that as a yes! Yay, next round!” Changbin said enthusiastically, turning back around to the tv.

‘Brain need oxygen. Can’t form word,’ Felix thought to himself. ‘Lol I can’t believe I just thought that. Felix you so silly.’ He smiled and focused his attention on the tv now too. Well, for a split second. Until Chan came barging in.

“Felix!” he called, like he was a tornado coming through the front door. He walked a few paces before setting foot into the living room. Felix just looked up with a puzzled expression on his face.

“Mate! Why did you do that?!” He walked over and snatched Felix’s controller from his hand.

“Damn, if you wanted to play, you just had to ask!” Felix said back seriously. You could see the annoyance growing louder on Chan’s face.

“Oh my gosh Felix. Your text, cunt!”

“My… OHHH my text,” he smirked while (horribly) trying to look inconspicuous.

“You better tell me what you know right now,” Chan threw his fist down. He was trying to “act” mad, but honestly he was really bad at acting. He actually was mad.

“I don’t know anything,” Felix smirked again. “I swearrrr. Don’t you trust me?” He smiled, squinting his eyes up at Chan with a suggestive look on his face.

“No I don’t, you little shit! Now tell me what you know!”

“Never!” Felix pouted.

“Tell me!”

“NO!”

“Tell me!”

“NOOO!”

“I will break this controller, don’t try me!”

“No you won’t.”

“Yes I will.”

“No you won’ttttt.”

“Yes I will.”

“Bet, do it then.”

Chan lifted the controller in the air and huffed out... “You’re right, I won’t.” He reached it back down to Felix.

Felix, now satisfied, took the controller and happily bobbed his head from side to side. “Thanks Channie-hyung!” he teased.

“Fuck off,” Chan retorted. ‘I hate being a father,’ Chan thought as he turned around to storm out. Once he was out the door, Changbin turned his body around to Felix.

“What don’t you know anything about?” Chanbin laughed.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Felix said with a flirty smile. “All I’m saying is it involved your mentee. That’s all, can’t talk about it anymore! New game, let’s go!” Felix avoided Changbin’s stares at all cost, fixating on the tv. Eventually Bin turned around to face it too, continuing on like nothing ever happened.

‘Fuck, that was close. Felix baby, you’ve gotta stop being so messy… Lmao who am I kidding, I love this shit.’

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Y/n’s POV: The next day

You arrived to the JYP building 10 minutes early to your professionalism training. You knew you would be able to see the finalized schedule first thing when you got there. All you knew so far was professionalism training at 9, hair and makeup, lunch, and begin shooting intros for the show. You had no clue how long each would take though.

You ran up in front of the big bulletin board posted outside of the conference room. You saw the agenda:

• 9:00 AM- Professionalism Training; Level 5 conference room

• 11:00 AM - 2:00 PM- Hair and Makeup; Level 7 shooting room; See list below for names and scheduled times

• 11:00 AM - 2:00 PM- Lunch break

• 2:00 PM- Shooting program material with mentors; Level 10 shooting rooms #1-5

• 8:00 PM- Dinner and drinks at Nine Mile Restaurant (see email for location and directions)

You quickly scrolled through the list of names below to see when you’d be scheduled for hair & makeup:

• Y/l/n, y/f/n: 11:00 AM

‘Fuck yeah,’ you thought. ‘Getting hair and makeup done first. It shouldn’t take over an hour, right? Surely not. They have new people scheduled for 12 and 1, so yeah, you’re good. No more than an hour.’ You quickly took your phone out to send a message to the 2 boys waiting to hear back from you.

To: abcdefghi__lmnopqrstuvwxyz

Hey, I should be good to go around noon today. Do you still want to meet me outside the JYP building?

SEND.

To: gnabnahc

I could meet you around 1-1:30 today? Does that work for you?

You let out a hot breath and headed into the conference room. There, you found Anna who had already walked in while you told her you’d check for both your names on the bulletin board. You saw a couple of other girls you had met as well through the night with Stray Kids. They were Seungmin and Han’s mentees. You had all instantly connected that night and you were excited to spend more time with them.

Once you were settled in, you gave into the gossip that everyone was discussing.

“Yeah, I heard her dad works for JYPE high up in marketing and that’s how she got in,” Sunnie whispered to the group.

“OMG I heard that too!” Anna bounced up and down. “I’m not even sure where I heard it from.”

“Literally same. I also heard that one of the new cast members was,” Kara leaned down low, “hooking up with Jungkook,” she giggled. You had to physically stop yourself from your jaw dropping on the floor. You were not SLEEPING with Jungkook. You hadn’t even had fucking lunch with him yet!

“OMG who?!” Sunnie questioned.

“I don’t know, it’s just what I heard some of the other girls saying. I don’t think anyone knows,” Kara added. “Which meanssss, we’re gonna have to keep an eye out for Jeon Jungkook ladies. See who the culprit is,” she laughed.

You and Anna looked at each other, trying to fake a laugh right along with them. You were sure she could see the panic in your eyes.

Suddenly, you heard a voice come over the speakers and the lights began to dim. ‘Let’s get this training over with.’

———— 3 hours later ————

Abcdefghi__lmnopqrstuvwxyz: Out front waiting on you :) I’ve got on a black mask and baseball cap in case you don’t recognize me. That’s kind of the point haha

y/n: On my way down!

Your nerves were starting to get to you, but you tied them down. This was just two people getting lunch after all. That’s literally it. Plus, why would you be nervous anyway? You were the one that made a great first impression anyway. He was the one who had something to prove.

Plus, not to brag, but you looked damn good. The hair and and makeup department definitely knows what they’re doing.

*DING*

You arrived at the ground floor and quickly made your way out of the main exit. You scanned your head first to the right, looking for a black cap, then to the left. The problem was… There were like 10 of them.

‘Fucking hell, why does everyone have to dress the same?’ you thought. You wondered off to the left, seeing if you could get a better look. Suddenly, a black figure appeared next to you. You turned to see a bright-eyed Jungkook, mask covering the lower half of his face, stood straight and proud with the most beautiful bouquet you’d ever seen. Pinks, purples, blues, greens. All of your favorite colors incorporated into one. Was this a sign?

“Y/n! Hi! I brought these for you,” you couldn’t see his mouth, but by how scrunched up his eyes got, you assumed he was smiling.

“Oh my goodness, they’re beautiful! You didn’t have to do that!” You smiled up at him and went in for a side hug. Surprisingly, it wasn’t even awkward. Jungkook just gave off such a charming, confident vibe.

“I wanted to. I saw them and automatically thought of you.” You blushed down into the bouquet you were now holding.

“You’re too sweet,” you flashed the biggest grin. ‘Okay, so maybe he’s better than I thought.’ “Where do you want to go?”

“How do you feel about bibimbap?”

“I love it!” You’d only had it once, but you assumed you’d still love it. “But just so you know, I really don’t have that much time today. I need to try to be back in an hour or so.”

“I completely understand. I’m just happy you could pencil some time in for me,” his hand grazed the side of yours, sending a shock up your arm. “I was gonna say that my favorite bibimbap place is right around the corner and I’d love to take you there.”

“Sounds good to me! Let’s go!”

He had a smile painted across his face looking down at you with the pretty flowers in your hand. You were just as beautiful as he remembered. “Follow me. And hold on to me if you need to. Wouldn’t want you getting lost in this crowd,” he chuckled, giving you a wink.

Your heart fluttered. Why was it fluttering?

Jungkook turned to lead you around the street. It was pretty packed, but what else would you expect in the middle of Seoul at lunch time. You could tell that JK was looking down slightly, making sure he didn’t get recognized. You ended up actually reaching to hold onto the back of his coat to make sure you didn’t get separated. You weren’t about to fight your way through the crowd to get a view of every Korean man currently wearing a black coat, hat, and mask. It would take all day.

You both made your way down the busy street, finally able to squeeze next to each other and talk about how your day was going so far. You know, all the basic boring stuff that you had to get out of the way. You soon reached a set of narrow, tall stairs almost hidden away.

“This way,” Jungkook said, taking the first step up. You looked down to see how tall the stairs were and mannnn you thought you were going to have to catapult yourself up.

Jungkook saw the hesitancy in your eyes and quickly leaned the upper half of his body down, holding one hand out for you to grab onto. You graciously took it, as he slowly ascended, making sure you followed him every step of the way. Once you reached the top, you finally jumped up onto the platform of the restaurant, now pressed right up to JK. He still had your hand in his.

“Nice job for a first timer,” he joked, squeezing your hand before he gently put it down and let it go. It was one of the most tender things you’d ever felt. He was handling you with such care.

You followed him as he walked a few steps to the door. He opened it for you and let you step inside first. Your eyes took a moment to focus as you acclimated to the new atmosphere. ‘It’s dark…’ you thought to yourself, eyes now tuning in. ‘And damn, it’s NICE.’ You looked around the the swanky bar to the left, wall topped off with liquors you kne you’d never afford in your lifetime- even on a doctor’s salary. Black tablecloths covered each table, with booths being tucked away into walls. Candles were the main source of the lighting and made for a seductive atmosphere.

“Hello, I had a reservation for Jeon Jungkook,” JK told the host at the stand on the right. She was beautiful, in formal all black attire and long, black hair.

“Of course. Right this way,” she stepped out from behind her podium and led you both to a booth at the far back of the restaurant. It was tucked out of the way, no other tables reaching beyond it. No one would have a reason to walk this way unless delivering food to the table directly.

“Will this do?” she looked to Jungkook.

“It’s perfect, thank you,” he smiled as she left.

“Here, let me help you,” he reached out to you, gently taking your flowers and setting them on the far side of one of the booth’s benches. He walked behind you to grab onto one arm of your coat, allowing you to slip out easily. He held onto the coat and placed it next to the flowers.

“Watch out, it’s a step up,” he said, reaching for your hand. What is up with all these steps?

You looked into his eyes, silently thanking him for the thoughtfulness, while taking his hand. He led you over the two steps to the table and held tightly as you took the step up and over. Once you were settled in, he looked satisfied and took his place on the opposite side.

The rest of the meal was a whirlwind. You learned so many things about him. First, that he is an absolute devourer of bibimbap. Second, that he was actually really funny and down to earth… Charming too, but were you really going to admit that? Third, he actually had a super cute, bunny-like smile that popped up every time he caught you staring at him for too long.

You actually got along very well. ‘What a pleasant surprise,’ you thought. Conversation was just so easy with him. Maybe you didn’t get into the deep stuff with him like you did with Chan, but so what? This was only lunch. What did you expect him to do, give you his entire life story? He oozed confidence and playfulness, something you were envious of. Maybe, after more time with him, you thought you could learn to have those qualities as well.

You were both laughing over a story of how you accidentally cursed at someone in Korean on your second day here when all of a sudden, your phone lit up. 1:02 PM. Dang, it went by that fast?

“I think I’m running out of time,” you looked down with puppy dog eyes, motioning him to look at your phone.

“Awww, it’s alright. We better get you back on time though. The last thing I need is someone from JYP on my ass,” he laughed.

A small laugh left your mouth too as you both moved to exit the booth. He helped you put your coat back on and placed the flowers back into your hands. He grabbed 3 bills of 50,000 won out of his wallet, and placed it on top of the bill on the table. ‘Damn, this man’s a good tipper.’

“Here,” you scrambled to grab your own wallet out of your coat pocket. “At least let me pay half,” you started to take some money out.

“No, no y/n,” he grasped onto your forearm for a short moment. “Put your money up. Please. It’s on me.”

“Are you sure? I promise I don’t mind one bit to pay. Let me just-“ you stopped talking as you watched his eyebrows lift and his eyes get wide, small grin on his face as if saying “watch yourself now.” He was still holding tightly to your arm, not letting you lift it.

“Okay, okay,” you smiled, putting your wallet away. “But I owe you!”

He smiled at that. “Come on, let’s get you back.”

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Chan’s POV:

He had been a nervous wreck thinking about seeing you. Thinking about what he should say in order for you to be interested in him. He knew through your messages to him that you’d be there closer to 1:15, so he made sure he’d get back in time.

He tried to calm his nerves by going out to grab an iced tea really quickly at a local shop. He couldn’t stomach any food- not right now. Once he finally got the chilly beverage in his hands, he walked his way back out into the cold. Only a couple minute walk from the company building.

‘Alright Chris, pull yourself together. Whatever you say, she’s gonna understand. She’s great, so of course she’s gonna understand. She may even be just as nervous as you, you never know.’ He let his mind wonder. He started to picture a scenario. One of you seated next to him in his studio. He had finally worked up the courage to ask you on a date- a proper date. Maybe he jumbled up the words a little bit, but you found it endearing. You nodded your head excitedly, saying how you’d love to go on a date with him. He would take you somewhere nice, somewhere you would get dressed up for him. You’d drink red wine and talk about anything and everything- what you loved and what your passions were. Your eyes would have a certain sparkle that only happened when you looked at him. By the end of the date, you’d be asking when you could see him again. He’d hold your hand, your warm little hand, as you left to say your goodbyes.

As wonderful as the daydream was, Chan suddenly snapped out of it. He froze, standing rigid, then almost tumbling back. There’s no way.

There you stood in front of him. With all the beauty that you were. But you were with someone. A man. Chan squinted to see what he could make out. Jungkook? Fuck, that was definitely Jungkook.

You were smiling up at him and clung onto him for a long hug. He gave in, leaning his head down to plant a small kiss on the top of your forehead. You giggled, waved goodbye, then ran inside the company building.

With that, Chan felt his heart shatter for the very first time.

Through the building’s glass walls, he watched as you made your way a little further, then stopped to bring your phone out. 10 seconds later, he felt a buzz from his phone

From: y/n’s instagram

Hey, I’m here :) Should I head on up to you?

He wanted to cry.

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[lilislegacy]

Oop-

I hate when tumblr messes shit up, but Hey, it's me again.

Like in my original aks, I want to reiterate that I'm not trying to come for everybody. Everyone is allowed to have their own opinion. This is just my 2 cents on the whole demigods and menstruation thing

My original ask was kind of convoluted, so I'll just sum it up here.

I like the idea of what demigods being different but I don't like the idea of administration just being completely gone.

I am currently reading jealous of the god, and that is something that Percy directly says is how you get the worst of both worlds.

I love the idea of demigods being more powerful and more protective when they are pregnant or whether their partner is. But imagine not knowing you're a demigod and never getting your period, then thinking "oh I can never get pregnant!" and then get pregnant. That sounds terrifying.

I do like the idea of certain demigods from certain gods having a different sort of thing. Kind of like with Athena, I saw one post about annabeth getting a migraine and shit which is hilarious.

I just feel like having no menstrual cycle. It all seems a little too easy. It's very reminiscent of Alexandria's Genesis if you were around on Tumblr about 10 years ago to remember that. (If not then izzzyzzz has an amazing video on YouTube all about this fake disorder and hoax)

In my original ask I pointed out how It would be an interesting point of view especially for trans demigods.

I am a transperson. I have a lot of dysphoria around that sort of thing. I am currently in pain because of it. So I've been thinking about it a lot.

(Also, this is a completely different headcannon, but I definitely headcannon Leo as a trans man)

Thinking more about it would be interesting to see people lose control of their powers because of how in pain they are I know. I get very upset very quickly like imagine how terrible that would be. (Like Thalia accidentally zapping someone or something)

I'm also a sucker for those hurt/comfort fics surrounding periods and such. Idk why I just like comforting fics lol

I do like the idea that the hunters of Artemis once they become a hunter would not get a period because fuck that.

Also among other things, Artemis is the goddess of childbirth and I feel like she can do that for her hunters.

I did add a little bit more from my original ask because I've just been thinking about it more.

Again, not coming for anyone I really love that everyone has their own opinions and fantastic ideas. It just makes me so happy as an artist!

Thank you! (Sorry tumblr deleted the original one lol)

thank you for the ask! and thank you even more for sending it twice lol!!

now, onto my thoughts. i totally see where you’re coming from. because you are right, part of being a demigod is having to deal with the crappy parts of both worlds. and as much as i would love for female-born demigods to not have to deal with periods, i can totally see them still having one.

so maybe it just works differently? maybe their cycles are longer and they only have a few periods a year? or maybe they are just way lighter? idk. but i still feel like they would work differently than regular humans

i definitely see where you’re coming from on the account of trans-demigods having to deal with it. there would definitely be an added emotional struggle with it along with the physical, and there’s a lot to explore there!

i love the idea of the children of different gods having different symptoms. like you mentioned athena’s kids having more headaches and migraines lol. and maybe ares kids get huge angry mood swings, and maybe aphrodite’s kids get really lovesick and cry every 3 seconds over couples doing cute things lol.

100% with you on the hunters not having one. no boyfriends = no sex = no babies = no period needed. they ain’t got time for that! they’ve got hot girl shit to do. like shooting people with arrows.

i also like the thought of demigods’ powers being heightened when they’re on their period lol. that’s hilarious. imagine a child of demeter having cramps and craving chocolate, and a cocao tree just spurts out of the ground LOL.

thank you for being so nice and wonderful towards people having different headcanons! and whether someone thinks demigods menstruate or not, it sounds like we can all agree that it’s at least different for them than it is for humans.

thank you for your thoughts! they were all super interesting!

#i love hearing other headcanons #anon ask #demigods #pjo headcanon #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #heroes of olympus #percabeth

[eoieopda]

the one with seokjin, soju, and all the stars in the sky

Requested by Anon: Kim Seokjin got really drunk on a members-night-out, so his fiancée has to pick his cute, clingy ass up. ft. late-night wake-ups, gn!reader, and a lot of feelings about science. A/N: I accidentally deleted the draft associated with this ask, so now it's a separate post. Sorry for the wait, anon!

When Seokjin left for the evening, he'd placed a kiss on your forehead and a new book in your hands.

The novel in question was some obscure, independently published thing Namjoon had recommended. You'd mentioned it to Seokjin in passing — weeks ago — but hadn't had the downtime to seek it out since. Even if you had somehow carved out a moment to scour the local bookshops, you wouldn't have had the spare hours to immerse yourself in it the way you'd want to.

Not enough to meaningfully discuss its themes with Namjoon, anyway.

But Seokjin was Seokjin. He'd made some secret, mental note about what you said; hunted down that old single-edition book; and come up with a reason to spend his Saturday night elsewhere. He and his friends would get dinner and drinks — you'd get an overdue bubble bath and the solitude necessary to study for your unofficial, impromptu, two-member book club.

And that's precisely how you'd spent your night before tucking yourself into bed at the beautifully reasonable hour of half-past nine.

When your phone went off four hours later, you thought you were dreaming. You squinted at the screen for so long, trying to wrap your brain around the contact information blaring into your bleary eyes, that you almost failed to answer.

"Namjoon?" You croaked, throwing an arm over your eyes to hide from the offensive lamp light beaming off your bedside table. "I'm gonna need, like, a liter of coffee before I can wax poetic about the —"

"Hey, noona, it's Namjoon-ah!" He cut you off before you could finish. If the delayed, rhyming introduction didn't tip you off, the snorting, self-inflicted laughter would have.

Kim Namjoon, the designated dad of the friend group, was irrefutably ripped, zipped, and zooted.

You scrubbed your hand over your face in a futile attempt to stop your forming grin in its tracks. "Your picture popping up on my phone told me as much," You chuckled through your exhaustion, "To what do I owe the pleasure of this wake-up call?"

You heard him shout geonbae and gulp down some sort of shot before he provided you with an answer.

"Sojin has entered the chat," He announced with an absurd, deepened voice. Immediately, he cackled, "Get it? It's a portmanteau of soju and Seokjin, who is shitfaced — anyways, can you come get your man?"

It took you five minutes to throw on clothes and shuffle out the door to your car. The drive to the bar took only slightly longer, though it was the traffic lights and not the distance that slowed you down.

Unfortunately, twenty years came and went while you tackled the dreaded, subsequent task: parallel fucking parking.

The stress of it all nearly had you sweating by the time you entered the bar — you'd be hearing all that judgmental honking in your sleep, once you got back to it — but it all evaporated the second you saw Seokjin.

Off in the far corner, he sat on the outer half of a bench. Trapped inside that booth, visibly waiting for the sweet release of death, was Min Yoongi. You couldn't make out the details of that predominantly one-sided conversation, but you could tell by Seokjin's wild gesticulating and pink-tipped ears that he was ranting about something.

Bits and pieces fell into place as you made your away over, but no part of the overheard conversation made much sense to you.

Seokjin hiccupped, "I've said it once and I'll s-say it again —"

"— Hyung, I guarantee you've said it way more than once —" Yoongi attempted to interject, but he was quickly silenced by more of Seokjin's animated hand-waving.

"— Magic. It's magic, Yoongi. I'm tell — I'm telling you, man. There's just — hic — Science is stupid. I don't care about it, you know? And do you want — you wanna know why, Yoongi? Well, I'll t-tell you why —"

As he blinked emphatically at Yoongi, Seokjin must've somehow sensed you across the bar. He stopped dead in the middle of his unsolicited dissertation, wide-eyed with his jaw dropped, and gasped, "Baby!"

Before you could physically brace yourself for impact, he'd launched his clumsy frame out of his seat and collected you in his arms. Within seconds, without time to blink, his warm cheek was smushed against yours. Plush lips fluttered near your ear as he mumbled, "I missed you."

Of course, it'd only been a few hours since he last saw you, but he held you like you'd just returned from years at sea. Breathing deeply and contentedly, likely taking in the scent of your shampoo. Gently clutching the fabric of your jacket in his hands as if you'd float away otherwise. You had no desire whatsoever to burst that perfect, loving bubble, so you simply squeezed him tighter and told him that you'd missed him more.

Over his shoulder, you saw relief wash over Yoongi's face. No longer held hostage, he scooted himself out of the booth and immediately twisted in place to crack his back.

How long had he been stuck in there?

"Thank fuck," Yoongi sighed as he proceeded to crack his neck. He rolled his shoulders while answered the question you were about to ask, "Twenty entire minutes. Barely paused long enough to breathe, so I thought, shit — what if he dies here? I was scared I'd have to spend the rest of my days in this booth."

Seokjin, who still hadn't untangled himself from you, simply giggled. With his cheek remaining flush to yours, you could feel him grinning. He offered nothing whatsoever in his own defense, so Yoongi waved at you and turned to head off towards the restrooms.

You called out after him, prompting him to turn around. "What's so stupid about science?"

Yoongi's mouth stretched into a straight line across the entire bottom half of his face; his eyes narrowed to match. He heaved yet another sigh, gestured languidly to the half-cut fiancée clinging to you like a vest, and smirked, "He's convinced you hung the stars in the sky."

You would've melted into a puddle on the spot, but then Seokjin piped up and promptly shot your unsuspecting, lovestruck heart over the moon instead.

Abruptly changing the subject, he whispered — suddenly serious, as if it was the most important question in the world:

"Did you like the book, baby?"

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[officialparentofadrien]

𝑲𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒏 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅! 𝑭𝒆𝒎 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

Just watched Baywatch again and OMG C.J. is SO PRETTY I got so inspired and remembered that Kagami surfs so here you go. This is set after the Vorpal Swords movie by the way. I was listening to "Accidentally In Love" by Counting Crows (Yes from the Shrek movie it slaps) because I just feel the vibe fits this idea so much <3 Or No Lie by Dua Lipa and Sean Paul works too <3

Pairing: Kagami Taiga x Fem Reader Warnings: Curse words Genre: Fluff. Might get suggestive idk.

The beaches of California especially Los Angeles were always crowded. Whether that's on weekdays and most especially on weekends and holidays. The white sand beaches were always filled with portable lounge chairs, towels, umbrellas, and sunbathing people of all ages.

And most of all, It was Kagami's favourite place to be after coming back to America earlier that year. Whenever he wasn't at school or playing basketball, he would be surfing the waves at the local beach. No better way to spend your free time than going against big ass waves that could potentially swallow you whole and drag you down to the deepest depths of the ocean. If you had to ask him about his favourite beach? Definitely Malibu. Not only are the waves large enough that you can surf but also because you're there. The attractive and beautiful lifeguard. You were also a student, like him from what he's heard and you're only a part-timer there. But my oh my did he love seeing you.

He actually thought of pretending to drown but he knew that he wouldn't be able to convince you especially after you just saw how agile he is even in the water, even complimenting his surfing skills!

Kagami knew that if he wanted to take you out on a date, he would have to do it the classic way.

It was Saturday and he didn't have practice. He decided to catch a bus to go to the beach and catch some waves, trying to convince himself that it was just because he wants to surf even if he knows, deep down, that a huge factor of why he actually wanted to go is because he wanted to see you. He hopped off the bus and inhaled the scent of the seaside, the sounds of the waves and the chatter of the locals and tourists. He dropped off his bag somewhere he could see it and slipped his shirt off. The redhead looked around and to your usual post if you were there, but he couldn't see you anywhere. He sighed but decided to go on with his plans anyway.

“Hey, Cassanova~! Lookin’ for name?” f/bf teased as she passed by him, making the redhead roll his eyes.

f/bf had known about his (not so) little crush on you for AGES. She never failed to notice how Kagami’s gaze would linger a little longer on your figure or how he would instinctively search the beach for you and sigh in disappointment once he realizes you were not there. And she also never failed to tease him about it in your absence. 

“Get out of my hair.” He said, his face heating up as he grabbed his surfboard to go catch some waves.

It was f/bf’s turn to roll her eyes as she watched him jog over to the water. She was so so tired of playing middle-woman between the two of you. She’s been watching you two ogle at each other for MONTHS and you still haven’t gotten past the small, fleeting talks. 

Meanwhile, you were actually supposed to be on the beach. But traffic caught you on the way and thankfully, you didn’t have to worry about your superiors yelling at you because you had informed them ahead of time. Once you arrived, you jogged to the locker rooms and hurriedly changed into your swimsuit before sprinting to your post. 

“I’m so sorry I was late, Jeana!” You said to your coworker, with who you would exchange shifts. She smiled in understanding,

“It’s okay! No biggie~” She said before you watched her form disappear.

You took your place and monitored the beach. Your shift was gonna be a little longer today. It wasn’t too hot that you were sweating like a sinner in church but not too cold that your lips would turn blue. It was a bit windy though and the tides were a bit higher than usual but thankfully, most visitors were professional swimmers, athletes, and surfers. But it was still your job to make sure that they will only be leaving the beach with good and happy memories. You had to stand up a few times since there were still kids that underestimated the tide but thankfully, they were all fine. 

A few hours into your shift, your best friend’s voice was heard as she slid next to you, handing you your favourite snack and a cold drink. “Guess who I saw today~?”

You scoffed playfully, “That British Girl you’ve been flirting with since she arrived?”

F/bf gasped, hitting your arm, “Gosh no! I wish... But not the point! I saw Taiga today!” She said excitedly, knowing your not-so-secret crush on the basketball player.

Your figure visibly lightened up, eyes started to twinkle. This didn’t go unnoticed by the girl next to you as she smirked, “12 o’clock,” She said suddenly, catching your attention.

You became alert, thinking that your friend was pertaining to an emergency, a drowning person maybe as you stood up abruptly, grabbing your binoculars and trying to look in that direction.

“I didn’t know you were that eager to see him.” f/bf whispered next to you as you removed the binoculars and came face to face with Kagami’s figure rising from the waters, his surfboard held in one arm and pressed against his hips as water droplets ran on his body, just meters away from you.

“Oh,” You muttered absentmindedly. 

Your gaze lingered longer than it should as you watched him take a towel to dry himself with.

“You should probably go ask him out. Your shift’s ending in…right now actually. Ask him to go grab a bite to eat with you.” f/bf encouraged you.

You looked at her, then back to Kagami, then back to her again before you looked at the clock. She was right. Your shift’s over. You thanked her before you went and jogged towards the basketball player, feeling your heart hammer in your chest as you got closer to him.

His back was facing you so he didn’t see you coming, but he did sense a presence behind him. He turned to look at you, expecting your menace of a friend but his eyes met yours. You were smiling so sweetly at him, your hair already a little dry but still a little wet, clad in your lifeguard uniform.

“Hey,” You greeted him, grinning in his direction. 

“Hey..”

You giggled at his awkwardness, finding it adorable. “So my shift’s over… And I was wondering if you wanted to get a bite to eat. My treat. Like…a date,” 

Kagami’s mouth hung open as his gaze flicked to your previous post, seeing your best friend holding a thumbs-up with a grin on her face. 

His lips curled upwards, face heating up as he nodded, “Sure yeah. I’d love that.” 

You perked up, smile widening as you said, “Great! I’ll just change out of my swimsuit and we can go.” Kagami nodded as he watched you skip over to the locker room, with your best friend high-fiving you on the way. He couldn’t help but feel giddy. He just couldn’t believe it! He was gonna go out with his crush, from the beach! He honestly thought you were out of his league. 

But now? Sitting across you at a local diner that serves THE BEST burgers in town? Maybe he did have a chance with you after all. You did ask him out. 

𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝑲𝑵𝑩 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

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[biniminisblog]

Good Boy Gone Bad | Lee Felix SMAU

chapter nine

word count: 1.7k

felix was growing frustrated. everytime he tries to approach you, either your friends get in the way or just like the first time you met, you run away. he tried asking for help from chan, who he was good friends with, but it seems like he wasn’t aware of what happened between you and him.

“i don’t know what's going on, but i do know yn wouldn’t just avoid someone for no reason. so whatever it is you’ve done, it better not be what i’m thinking.” he had glared at felix, and that just made him feel worse. although the younger boy wasn’t sure on what the older one was thinking, he had an inkling that it was probably close to what he almost did.

he still denied it, not wanting to get on chan’s bad side, and chan immediately smiled, as if he wasn’t just glaring daggers at the freckled boy. “good! then yn’s probably just embarrassed or something so you don’t have to worry. she’ll come around.”

despite his reassurance, felix was still feeling distressed. if he knew this would happen, he wouldn’t have tried to kiss you in the first place. he didn’t want what happened to ruin whatever you guys had. was there even something going on in the first place? he didn’t know, but he certainly liked that better than this chase.

“yn, please stop avoiding me…” felix sighs, running his hands through his hair before slamming his head on the table. this causes jeongin, who was next to him, to jump in surprise. he accidentally spits out the water he was drinking, splashing it towards the person in front of him. hyunjin groans in disgust and hastily wipes his face. to his right, seungmin hands him tissues to which he thanks him for.

“ew what the fuck jeongin,” he flips the finger, while his other hand wipes his face. jeongin just shrugs but can’t help the amused smile that appears on his lips and continues eating his lunch.

“i saw yn’s post, you took her to your spot. did something happen? is that why she’s avoiding you?” minho, the ever so observant friend, asks and felix nodded as confirmation. he wanted to keep this secret a little longer but since changbins advice seemed to backfire on him, he might as well just say it now.

“we almost kissed and after that she’s been avoiding me ever since.” hyunjin gasps before covering his mouth once he realised it was a little too loud. he leans closer to the table and whispers, “you guys almost kissed!?”

“dude that was like, two days ago, why didn’t you tell us before?” jeongin butts in, his mouth stuffed with chicken which muffles his voice and changbin laughs at him.

“you’re ruining my reputation here, felix. i’m literally the one who knows all the dirty little secrets!” hyunjin exclaims.

“that’s not something to be proud of hyunjin.” seungmin rolls his eyes, ignoring the group as he continues reading his book.

“just so you guys know, felix was the only one who told me because i’m better than all of you,” changbin smiles in triumph with his arms crossed. hyunjin acts offended, putting a hand to his chest, and he starts arguing with changbin.

“better than you? you can’t even reach the top shelf of my house!”

“so are you finally going to admit to everyone that you like yn?” jeongin turns to felix and smirks. felix sighs again, shaking his head at his friends.

“this exactly why i didn’t tell you guys. now my head is just a mess.” minho, who was just listening, raises his hand to silence the group. seungmin taps changbin and hyunjin in the shoulder and they all turn towards the oldest.

“now that we’re all quiet, felix, why don’t you tell us what happened between you and yn?” felix takes a deep breath, before explaining everything.

“—and after that she’s been avoiding me ever since.” minho contemplates it for a second, before reaching out to rub his friend’s back. “i just thought she felt shy, but she hasn’t talked to me since, and i’m starting to think she never liked me at all.”

“hey, i’m sure that’s not true. i mean who wouldn’t like the school’s sweetheart?” minho tries to console him, but he only scoffs in response.

“she told me i wasn’t even her type.” felix pouts in annoyance.

“dude come on, stop moping around! what do you say we get drunk this friday, ey? changbin hyung’s treat!”

“jeongin you’re underage, but nice try.”

“actually, i think i like that idea. i could use some alcohol in me.” felix agrees with the plan and the youngest cheers loudly. however, he was stopped by seungmin who pulled his ear to which he whined in pain.

“don’t start cheering now, we’re still not letting you drink.” jeongin sinks down in his seat and just mumbles incoherent words.

“ok, this friday, we’re going to changbin’s house!” hyunjin decides and changbin, who was just watching in silence, raises his hand to be acknowledged. “do i have a say in this?”

“nope, it’s final. now hurry up and eat, we only have 10 minutes left before our next class.”

although he and the boys already had plans to just forget about everything, even just for a while, felix can’t help but think it wouldn’t be enough. maybe he’s just making excuses, he doesn’t know, but he still goes behind the school building after his last class and lights up a cigarette for the first time in weeks. he puffs out the smoke, already feeling lighter.

while he continues to smoke, jia and her minions have unfortunately followed him all the way to the back. jia has been wanting to talk to the boy since their last chat, but it seems like there wasn't good timing. it doesn’t look like now is the right time either because haewon gasps loudly. felix whips his head to their direction, and they all hide quickly. he eyes his surroundings warily before going back to smoking.

when jia is sure that felix isn’t looking anymore, peeks to catch a glimpse of him. her smile starts to grow once she realises that she finally has something that can tarnish the school’s sweetheart’s reputation.

“oh, you are definitely going to pay me back for this felix.” jia pulls out her phone, making sure her flash is off, and snaps a picture. she smirks, before gesturing for the others to follow her back to her car. when they arrived, jia was about to enter the vehicle, but yunjin stops her.

“jia, don’t you think you’ve done enough meddling apready? felix did nothing wrong so why are you doing this?” jia halts her actions and turns around, while the other two girls look at yunjin incredulously.

“yunjin, what are you doing!?” wonyoung angrily whispers and tries to stop her from doing anything, but yunjin has had enough.

“what am i doing? i’m standing up for myself! i’m so tired of feeling like some puppet,” yunjin takes off the friendship bracelet that jia gave to them and hands it back to her. she only eyes it in disgust before throwing it to the ground.

“so what, you’re just not going to be my friend anymore!?”

“you’ve never felt like a friend, not after what happened between you and yeonjun.” at the mention of his name, it triggers jia as she slaps her on the cheek. the impact was unexpected that yunjin stumbled. luckily, wonyoung and haewon was there to reach out and steady her so she doesn’t fall.

“don’t you ever mention that bastard’s name in front of me.” jia hisses, but unlike before, yunjin isn’t afraid anymore. in fact, it only fuels her to talk back.

“hm, why? isn’t he the reason why you’re doing this? because you thought yn was stealing him away from you?”

“that whore never learned her place! how could she just waltz in like she owns the damn place and steal him from me!? and now she’s stealing felix—“

“jia, she never did any of that! yeonjun was the one who approached her first after you guys broke up, and i’m pretty sure yn and felix only hung out first because he was tutoring her.” yunjin counters, and she almost feels bad for jia when she starts tearing up, but she holds her ground. “you’re just twisting everything up and making all those rumors because you’re jealous of her—“

“so what if i’m jealous of her!? she has everything i want! and the one thing i have, she steals it from me, of course i’m gonna be jealous!” jia finally bursts and admits it out loud, heaving a sigh of frustration once she finishes. she hastily wipes off the tear that fell and looks at yunjin, eyes filled with so much pent up jealousy.

“what are you gonna do now, yunjin? spread rumors about me as revenge?” yunjin shakes her head at that. “no, i won’t stoop down to your level.”

“as if you’d ever reached my level in the first place.” jia scoffs, before turning around and opening the car door. “i’m done with this conversation, come on girls, let’s leave this bitch.”

she only noticed that the other two hadn’t followed her when she was already inside the vehicle. “uh, hello? i said lets go?”

wonyoung and haewon only stay rooted to the ground. almost dramatically, they both remove the bracelet before smashing it to the ground as well.

“i’m sorry, but we’re also done with you, jia. i hope you find better minions to order around.” haewon says, making jia roll her eyes in response.

“whatever, do whatever you bitches want. but if you try to get in my way, you will pay for it.” she sneers before slamming the door shut.

the car speeds up to the exit and once it was out of sight, the girls finally heaved a sigh of relief. wonyoung takes out her phone, which was recording their conversation the whole time, and she gives a slight nod to the two girls. the only thing left for them to do now is to make things right.

synopsis: felix gets caught smoking by you, the school’s regina george, and gets blackmailed to help you pass chemistry in exchange for keeping his secret.

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[historicfailure]

The evening has just begun, but you're already so ready to choke Kakashi with your own two hands.

~ X ~

Heya! I accidentally posted the second chapter one week early, so now you guys had to wait a bit longer for the third one. Sorry for the waiting time, but I hope you guys have fun! :D

~ X ~

Private dinner with your boss. Yeah, sure. Totally doable. Nothing you ever imagined doing after merely a few months in the company, but sure. Especially under these circumstances. Dinner with your boss, his wonderful wife and the annoying pest called Hatake?

Maybe not so doable. 

But here you were, sitting in your car, wearing your second-best casual business outfit consisting of a form-fitting blouse, a nice cardigan, dress pants and flats which were comfortable enough to run in (just in case, you had told yourself when you slipped into them, just in case…) and stared up at the apartment complex in one of the richer neighborhoods of the city. 

Your own flat was a joke against theirs. Fuck, they had a fucking usher! The foyer was bigger than your living room, fuck, even bigger than your entire flat! This was way too scary, way over your league. You could still cancel this entire ordeal, you were sure-!

Knock-knock.

Startled, you turned your head. Somebody was standing right beside your car and knocked at your window. 

Of course, it had to be the thorn in your flesh. Hatake looked as amused as you felt while he watched you climb out of your car. For one moment, in which Hatake checked your clothes from head to toe, you thought he would dare to utter a comment, but thankfully he kept his mouth shut. Merely a twitch of his eyebrows, then he turned away without a word and walked right up to the entrance of the massive, impressive building. 

“Asshole,” you growled and closed the door to your car with more force than necessary, “fucking… asshole.”

You were already surprised that Hatake was waiting for you in the wide foyer, hands buried in the deep pockets of his checkered coat, the holes in his jeans as big as the entire complex. He glanced over his shoulder, like he wanted to check on you, but then nodded into your direction, then at the big usher with a bandana wrapped around his head and scars criss-crossing over his face.

“Evening, Ibiki.”

“Hey kiddo.”

Again, Kakashi nodded at you over his shoulder as you closed the distance. “She belongs to me.”

“Dinner with your parents?”

“Yeah.”

The usher Ibiki snorted, before turning again to his crossword-puzzle. “Fucked up again, huh?”

You could basically hear the rolling of Hatake’s eyes, even when he was looking away from you. “Not really, but Kushina is annoying me.”

“You probably deserve it.”

Again, audible eye-rolling. “Sure.” 

Nothing more than that exchange, and Hatake passed by the usher and stood in front of the elevator. His hand reached out to impatiently press the button to call the elevator. And again. And again, like he couldn’t wait to get this over with. 

With a roll of your eyes, you turned your attention towards Ibiki (who seemed way overqualified to be a mere usher just from his aura alone). “Hey. My name is (Y/N) (Y/LN). Sorry for…” You gestured at Hatake’s back. “That.”

Ibiki merely snorted while scribbling another word down for his crossword puzzle. “The brat always has been like that. And every goddamn time Minato and Kushina make up for it with a fancy dinner. Watch out, little one. He wants something from you.”

“Minato or Hatake?”

“Definitely Hatake.” Another quick scribble of his pen, then he halted. “Word for Aspirin, for a headache? Six letters, a ‘y’ at the end.”

“Remedy, maybe?”

“Mhmm.” Ibiki scribbled once more, then a scarred smile crossed his face. “Fits. Good thinking. Better keep going, the brat is impatient today.”

Like clockwork, Hatake was coughing in a way you could only describe as “annoyed” and indeed “impatient”. Because you felt like it, you nodded into his direction before rolling your eyes hard. Ibiki snorted at that, but kept quiet. His pen was cocked into Hatake’s direction, then he returned his entire attention to his crossword puzzle. 

Back to the bullshit evening, you sighed inwardly, then turned back to Hatake. Nothing like a bit of dinner with a side of nice, feel-good stories, without a doubt made up, to make you forgive their problem child. How else would they try to win you over, if not with food, the display of money and potential connections leading to better jobs in the future?

If there would be a future for you in marketing. Maybe, the Uzumaki’s just invited you to threaten you into submission. Also, a possibility you didn’t want to cross out. 

When you reached the elevator and stepped inside, you already feared the small, enclosed space, caged with Hatake in such a small room. That would definitely be an uncomfortable ride upwards. 

Hatake pushed a button, the doors closed, and the elevator started to rise. Weak music drifted out of some hidden speakers, a piano mixed with a violin. Arms crossed over your chest, you stared at the upper rim of the doors. You could only guess Hatake was doing something similar to avoid talking to you. 

But no such luck.

“He likes you.”

“What?” You whipped your head around to stare at the man, but he stubbornly continued to glare at the door. 

“Ibiki.” Hatake clarified with a grumble. “He doesn’t like everybody. Just a few people. Be happy.”

“Oh yeah, right.” You rolled your eyes. “Happy someone likes me. Great feeling. Thanks.”

“I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Yeah? How did you mean it then, if not to make another snide comment?”

Kakashi sighed, like he was talking to a completely oblivious child. “Fine. Then don’t listen to my words. Cool.”

“Explain yourself for once, you insufferable douche, and I might be able to understand what you’re trying to say!”

But no. Hatake shrugged, grunted wordlessly and fell back into his usual silent brooding, like you would fall for it like some idiot. Annoyed, you huffed as well, and the following silence lasted until the elevator stopped, and its doors opened once more. Thankfully, Hatake gestured for you to step out in front of him, otherwise you might’ve pushed him out of your way in order to escape.

The hallway wasn’t any less luxurious than the entrance hall. Rich carpet below your feet, the walls painted in a creamy white with some kind of mosaic-structure painted on top of it, shimmering in turquoise and rich red. Kakashi obviously had walked this way many times, as he immediately stepped out of the elevator and turned left. You had no choice but to follow him, as you had no idea where to go. Thankfully, he didn’t speak up anymore, so you didn’t have to come up with any clever quips and retorts. Really, you were running short, and the anxiety over meeting your boss and his awesome wife privately was more than a wrench in the cogs of your brain. 

Still, without a word uttered, Kakashi simply stopped in front of an inauspicious door. Nothing out of the ordinary to see, but the card below the doorbell read “Namikaze + Uzumaki Household”. 

You were already reaching past him to ring the bell, but Kakashi’s exasperated sigh made you stop and curl your loose fingers into a tight fist. “What?”

“Do not ring the bell. Naruto will get all hyped up about it.”

“Who is…”

“Their young son. He’s in elementary school and just…” Another deep sigh, and for the first time, it wasn’t about your inadequacy, but another person, even though it was a child. “I guess he has ADHD or fell into a sugar fountain as a child. Either way, he’s just way too excited about everything.”

He sounded absolutely exhausted just by thinking about the possible whirlwind looming behind the front door. As you turned your head to look at the man, you noticed the wrinkled eyebrows, the deep frown and the downward tug of his mouth overall. He absolutely didn’t want to alert Naruto, under all circumstances.

Deliberately slow, you leaned forward and pressed the bell. It felt so good and petty for the doorbell to give away under your fingertips, just as good as the satisfaction felt when you looked again towards Kakashi. 

The frown on his face deepened, until the frown turned into an outright scowl. A shame, he still looked way too handsome like this. “Really?”

You nodded. “You shouldn’t have told me.”

Just when he wanted to answer, you could hear the first signs of a storm incoming. Loud laughter, a distinctive female voice yell-whispering something, then light yet very loud steps, and the door was ripped open.

“Kakashi!” In a whirlwind of scrawny legs and pudgy arms, a small, blond boy threw himself into the man by your side. “Oh man, it’s so good you came over tonight, believe it! I set up a racetrack, and Dad cooked my favorite dessert, and Mom promised I could stay up for an hour longer than usual because you’re here! This is the bestest day ever, believe it!”

Kakashi caught the young boy easily. Like he already had done so a hundred times before, he raised the boy up, until he could hold him comfortably in his arms and talk to him without looking down on the child. Despite a small annoyed glare in your direction, his voice was as leveled and calm as one could be. 

“Sounds like a lot is going on. And a racetrack?”

“Yeah!” The boy nodded wildly, the blond locks a bit too long, so they jumped around with the motions. “With the set you and Mom gifted me for Christmas! And it’s so cool, Sasuke came by for a sleepover once and was really jealous.”

“Was he?”

“Totally.” Another nod. “He wouldn’t stop playing with the cars! His one wasn’t as good as mine though, it was boring and black and blue.”

“And yours…”

“Was the golden one!”

“The yellow one with red highlights.” 

The boy stuck his tongue out, which you could only see because he was turning his head towards you. “My golden car. Hey! My name is Naruto Uzumaki, believe it! Who are you?”

In one thing, Kakashi had been right: Naruto was a strange mix of way too much sugary energy and a possible ADHD-diagnosis. But what he failed to mention was the charisma the small guy already emitted, not unlike his father, Minato Namikaze. You had no doubt that lots of people were falling over themselves to please this little guy, no matter the loud voice or lacking manners. 

“I’m (Y/N),” you answered, while a smile formed on your face, “and I’m very pleased to meet you, Naruto.”

His shockingly blue eyes mustered you from head to toe. Not a single thing was left out, and when his eyes met yours once more, you noticed the whisker-like marks on his cheeks. “You’re pretty.”

“My,” amusement laced your voice, “thank you.”

“Are you Kakashi’s wife?”

That, however, got you sputtering. How ridiculous! You, being Kakashi’s wife? That was simply and utterly dumb, and such a childish view on the matter. 

“No,” you pressed out after a few seconds of flabbergasted silence, “I’m not. We’re just co-workers. Colleagues.”

Obviously, Naruto didn’t really understand. “Co… Co-what?”

“We’re not like Mum and Dad,” Kakashi interjected, “we’re just working on a project together. You know, like you and Sasuke playing together.”

Quickly, Naruto’s head snapped around, his beautiful blue eyes wide in curiosity. “Who is me and who is Sasuke, then?”

Before any of you could answer, the front door opened wider. Kushina appeared, her long hair pulled into a messy, already halfway undone bun. Even dressed in normal jeans and t-shirt, she was a mesmerizing sight. Honestly, how was she doing this? 

“Oi, Naruto! What did I say about opening the door?” Despite the words, Kushina didn’t sound particularly angry. Just a bit annoyed that a clear instruction had been again disregarded or simply forgotten. Stepping outside, the woman offered her arms to Naruto, who gladly wiggled out of Kakashi’s grip to get back to his mother. As she picked him up, you could immediately see all the similarities between them, despite their differing hair color. Same round eyes, same face structure, the same curious spark in their eyes as they both turned towards you, Naruto sitting now in Kushina’s arms, with his arms slung around her neck. 

“Hey there.” 

All of a sudden, your anxiety and nervousness about eating dinner with your two bosses, your personal nemesis and a small child in a more than private setting returned. With a vengeance. The palms of your hands felt slippery as you reached out, with your fingers weakly trembling and your voice shaking alongside them. 

Fuck, you hoped neither of them noticed.

“It’s a pleasure to be here, Kushina. Thank you so much for inviting me.”

The woman laughed, all the while hoisting Naruto a bit higher up in her arms. “Aah, it’s no trouble. This one,” she let Naruto bounce on her arms, who giggled way too cutely for his own good, “is always happy to make new friends. I believe one day, we actually have to install some good old stranger-danger-fear into him.”

Kakashi shook his head. “That will never work. He will just get on the kidnappers’ nerves until they let him go.”

“A quite effective strategy. Alright, but why are we standing in the hallway, gossiping like a bunch of old women? Get in here.” And with that, Kushina pushed the door leading inside her home wide open, gesturing for the both of you to follow her. Kakashi stepped over the doorstep without a second thought, and after a few moments, you had no other choice but to follow after the two.

Three, if you count Naruto. 

The apartment looked every bit you imagined it to look like. And at the same time, it was nothing like you imagined. The interior looked as pricey and expensive as you already guessed, with the walls painted in a slight off-white, the dark, expensive wood used for the shoe rack and the big wardrobe shining like it was freshly polished, as well as the rich fabric and colors everywhere. But there were also the small and colorful children’s shoes and toys strewn around the entrance area, the doodles in red and blue peeking out from behind the wardrobe, obviously smeared across the off-white walls with a chubby hand, and the weak sound of a children’s show from somewhere cut into that picture of decadence and wealth. 

You were so captivated by the surrounding sight, nearly bumped into Kakashi. Just in time, you caught yourself from your nose meeting his shoulder. 

“Watch it,” you growled out of instinct, “what are you…”

Your voice trailed off as your eyes wandered downwards. Kakashi was in the middle of pulling his shoes off. When your eyes darted up, they met Kakashi’s. Both of his eyebrows wandered up, and in his own eyes stood the silent challenge to be pissy with him right now. Right there, in the apartment of his parents, in the apartment of your bosses, with a young child who obviously looked up to him so close by. 

You could just turn in your resignation the next day. Fighting with him loudly and proudly over something so insignificant as nearly bumping into him would surely put you on a speed-track to unemployment and a blacklist in the industry. 

“Shoes off at the entrance,” Kakashi grumbled, only to turn around and put his own away, “and just… one thing.”

“One thing?” you echoed. Slipping out of your flats was easy enough, so your attention was mostly fixated on the man. There was something different about him. At first, you couldn’t quite put your fingers on it, but when he turned to look over his shoulder, checking for Kushina or Naruto, you got a gist of what was going on. 

He was nervous.

Something was going on you weren’t aware of, and you couldn’t wait to find out what it could be. Really, maybe it could help you survive this evening with a little bit more than just keeping your job.

Maybe, your dignity could survive, too.

“One thing,” Kakashi whispered after another long glance over his shoulder, “and one thing only.”

“Alright.” You peeled the cardigan off your arms. “You have ten seconds to explain your issue, whatever your issue is.”

“There’s no issue. I just want to ask something.”

“Nine, eight…” You didn’t even try to suppress your satisfied grin at the slightly annoyed, slightly nervous look the man gave you. All of a sudden, you had your hands on the steering wheel, just with such a little exchange of words. You definitely could get used to that feeling. 

“Listen,” Kakashi hissed while throwing another glance over his shoulder, always on the watch for any interruptions, “can we be at least civil tonight? I know you don’t like me-!”

“Like you? Oh, don’t give yourself so much credit.”

“I know you hate me,” he pressed through gritted teeth, “But can we pretend that it was just banter which got out of hand? Please?”

“Oh?” Both of your eyebrows rose. “Now, you discovered your manners? When you have to beg me for something?”

“I’m not begging. I’m asking you nicely to please consider-!”

You interrupted him, just when you slipped your second arm out of your cardigan. “I will not act like this just got out of hand. You acted like an absolute ass to me. I don’t care that you get in trouble. Actually, if you get in trouble, that would be perfect!”

“I’m not…” Kakashi sighed out. “I’m not asking you to suddenly be all buddy-buddy with me, okay?”

“Really? It sounded that way.”

“But,” he ignored your statement, “I’m asking you to… work with me here.”

The silence following was underlined by the far away sounds of a busy kitchen, Naruto’s babbling and Kushina’s soft voice murmuring something. If the little family noticed that their two guests were missing, then they either had that much trust or didn’t care. Anyway, it suited the both of you and your furiously whispered conversation. 

“Work with you?” you asked.

Kakashi nodded weakly. “Yes. Please,” he added after a few seconds of consideration.

“Work.”

“Yes.”

“With…” Deliberately, you let your eyes flutter over his entire front. Up and down, until you got the impression he fidgeted under your glare. “With you?”

“Yes.”

“You know how hypocritical you sound. After you wanted to boot me off the team for the Akatsuki-campaign.”

“I tried to, yes. But I didn’t succeed, did I?”

At that statement, your mouth actually fell open. The audacity! The absolute audacity of this bitch right in front of you! How could he stand there, trying to plead his way into your good graces without sharing any of his reasoning, while reminding you simultaneously of the very reason why the two of you even got here? 

“Fuck you,” you whispered, all the while pointing at him with fury in your eyes and genuine anger in your heart, “fuck you for even suggesting that. How can a single person be this used to getting their way? It’s actually insane! How dare you for acting like you threatened to get me off your team didn’t screw me over! How dare you for acting like this is all a big joke to you! How dare you for being an entitled prick all around! I will not play nice for you, least of all-!”

“Dinner’s ready!”

Minato Namikaze’s voice echoed through the hallway. That pulled you back into reality. Right there and then, in the middle of the fancy entrance area of the Namikaze-Uzumaki apartment, with their young son basically right next to you and a hot dinner waiting, you threw Kakashi a last, hateful glare, before brushing past him.

Not without “accidentally” kicking his shoes a little bit. 

The petty action gave you enough time to enter the open room from which the voices of your boss, your other boss and their child came from. Again, you were flashed by the proof your superiors were just that rich, which really shouldn’t come as that much of a surprise. Konohagakure Marketing wasn’t one of the highest-earning companies around the country without a reason, after all. 

Living room and kitchen were connected in a wide, open space. A table big enough to fit eight people at least stood close enough to a kitchen aisle, illuminated by a modern chandelier with milk-glass adorning the matted, black metal. On top of the table waited four fine dining sets: fine earthenware in a muted yet beautiful shade of blue. The color faintly reminded you of Naruto’s eyes. Another, smaller set was decked out as well; probably for the lone child, measured at the comic-figures adorning the sturdy plastic.

The side of the room which was the dedicated living space seemed to drown in controlled chaos. Children’s toys, lots of pencils strewn around, and a huge, obnoxiously orange fox with nine tails laid across the fluffy thick carpet, for now placed aside, but not forgotten. Close-by was Kushina, who was busy catching up to Naruto again, who, with all his energy, ran around the living room like a lightning bolt. 

Letting your eyes wander, you finally spotted Minato. Obviously enough, he was the cook for the evening, adorned by thick oven-mitts and a checkered apron. He waved at you when he noticed you on the doorstep, before pulling one of his oven-mitts off and rounding the kitchen aisle, which was drowning in a mess of its own.

“Hello there,” he reached out and too stunned to do anything else, you answered the handshake without a second thought, “so good to see you! I hope you’re alright with lasagna. I've made two small portions, one with meat, the other without any animal ingredients, so I hope those are alright…”

“Oh god, that’s… thank you, that wouldn’t have been necessary.”

“Absolutely. And hey, if we don’t manage to eat it all,” Minato’s smile was infectious, “then we have plenty of leftovers to freeze. No harm done.”

“Please, no more leftovers.” Kushina’s voice was only the tiniest bit out of breath. Turning around, you just watched her hauling the small bundle of energy around like it was nothing. “We have no more space in our freezer.”

“And if we just buy a second…”

“No second freezer!” 

It was clear who was in charge at home. At the office, Minato was the people-leader, hands-on and creative to no end. People came to work with him, but at the end of the day, they loved to work for Kushina. Truly, if one couple deserved the title “power-couple” then it was those two, without a doubt in your mind. 

Minato pouted, his own dark-blue eyes twinkling in gentle mischief. “But we have to think about Thanksgiving! Easter! And what about the Christmas meals?”

“Next Christmas,” Kushina instantly retorted, “we’re ordering pizza. No leftovers stuffed into the freezer. I’m still amazed how much you pulled out of there today, did you play tetris there?”

“Just… a little bit. Possibly,” Minato added, after a very long and worrisome second. 

The redhead sighed out, all the while allowing Naruto to dangle over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “And that’s why I can’t leave you alone.” Her eyes fluttered to something — someone — behind you, and even before she opened her mouth again, you knew who stepped in. “Kakashi, you have to take some leftovers off our hands again. Start with tonight and some of the lasagna, okay?”

“We haven’t even eaten yet,” the man grumbled, brushed past you, only to lean down to Kushina and press a gentle kiss to her cheek, “and you’re worrying about leftovers.”

“I didn’t, Minato started it!”

“I can imagine.” You could hear the eyeroll in his voice, but there was something… different about him. Not only did he lose his checkered coat, revealing the simple dark henley shirt beneath, but he seemed… 

You had no idea or clue. He and Minato quickly hugged, before Kakashi turned towards the table. He completely ignored you, which satisfied you immensely on one hand, and on the other…

Mhm… His ignorance of your presence vexxed you the tiniest bit. Like it didn’t matter that you stood right there, waiting to be in some way acknowledged. 

“I’m nearly done with the lasagna, so please. Please! Sit down and make yourself at home.” Minato directed that sentence more at you than Kakashi, you noticed, as he was clearly already comfortable enough in the home of your boss. Without asking, he pulled back one of the chairs, glanced over his shoulder at you, only to sit down next to the pulled-out seat. 

You could feel a subconscious frown pulled at your mouth. This was… strange. What was he doing there? Did he really want you to sit beside him?

You had to decide fast. Maybe, this was some kind of olive branch he tried to extend? A shitty and bare one, but an olive branch still. Or did he just want to manipulate you to “work with him”, as he so nicely put it? While you tried to think about a reason for his strange behavior, your feet started to move, taking a few steps towards the table and shuffling your body into the seat. 

Besides Kakashi’s motive, what was the reason Minato and Kushina invited you in the first place? Sure, Kakashi might be their favorite creative head in the company, but that wasn’t a reason to solve his problems with other colleagues for him. According to some of the stuff which had been said, they already did it once or twice. 

I never heard of an Obito, though.

Was he maybe let go? Or left willingly because Kakashi bullied him so much?

But then again, the bastard was apparently the best man at Obito’s wedding.

Something didn’t add up. You were missing a few pieces of the puzzle, and like that, you had no other choice but to keep smiling while listening to Kushina talk about this and that. At this point, every piece of information about Kakashi would help you, it had to. 

The woman was truly incredible. Handling Naruto on one arm, who still climbed up and down like Kushina was his personal jungle-gym, with the other she distributed wine around the table. “Say, (Y/N)...” she started when she poured a sip of wine into the glass in front of you, “for how long have you been with us?”

“A few months now, I think.” 

“Do you like it so far? Apart from,” Kushina’s eyes glared at Kakashi, who had the decency to sink a little bit deeper into his seat, “from some unsavory encounters, is there anything we can improve?”

“Oh no, really. I don’t believe… Ah. Well, there is something, I think.”

“And what?”

“The kitchen areas.” You nodded simply and reached for the wine glass. “They need a little bit of an update. The coffee machines are old, some are breaking down already.”

Kushina nodded, her bright red hair following the motion. “True, we already received some complaints about them. The new machines should arrive next week. Right?” She turned to Minato, who was about to sprinkle some herbs over the food. “The coffee machines?”

“Next week, Thursday, I believe.” As he pulled a pair of bright-orange mittens over his hands, Minato turned his attention towards the two dishes set in front of him. “Alright, here I come. Naruto, don’t run in front of me, okay?”

“Don’t worry, I have him.” Kushina hoisted the small child up into her arms, ignoring his loud laughter and demands to be thrown again over her shoulder.

“Can I help?” At the sight of your boss handling the hot porcelain with utmost care, you were about to jump to his help, but Kakashi again beat you to it. Without a word, he rose from his seat and walked over to the kitchen counter, casually rolling up his sleeves as he did so. 

You had never seen his forearms before. Usually, he was way too covered to reveal even an inch of skin to anyone in the office. Begrudgingly, you had to admit that Kakashi had very nice forearms. Forearms you might even go for if not for the rest of the human attached to them. Still, nothing wrong with admiring some good-looking forearms, right? 

It was so much better when Kakashi shut up and just did stuff, you noted, as you watched him work away beside Minato. The muscles in his arms shifted ever so slightly beneath the skin as he gently pushed his boss out of the way to reach for another pair of thick gloves. Pulling them over his hands obscured the view just the tiniest bit, but not enough to make a little bit of ogling not worthwhile. Quickly, you ripped your eyes away from that sight, focusing instead on Kushina, who just settled Naruto down and sunk into the chair, reaching for a glass of wine she just filled herself. “Alright… No, Naruto, can you let me rest for a bit? You have grown so much that my arms are all tired, see?” Laughing, she dangled her left into his direction like a wet noodle, the other raised the wine glass to her lips for a quick sip. 

Then, as Naruto accepted his fate and turned to his toys spread around the living room, Kushina’s attentive eyes turned back to you. “Sorry, we got a bit derailed. How do you like it so far at our company? Are there any improvements we can make?”

You reached for your glass of wine yourself, taking a sniff of the heavy liquid before sipping at it. “Other than the coffee machines and break rooms, I have to say, this is one of the best work places I’ve worked at so far. The team has a great dynamic, there’s lots of communication between the different teams too, and there’s lots of raw material to work with. The database of past campaigns for each and every client is… extensive, to say the least.”

“That’s fantastic to hear.” 

“Really?”

“Yeah.” Kushina chuckled while swirling the wine in her glass. “To be honest with you, we always wanted to make sure that our employees all have the resources and good work environment they need to be creative. Minato and I were too often stuck in bad situations because we worked for companies and people which didn’t care so much about what their creative heads had to work with.”

“So you wanted to do better…”

“Indeed,” Kushina took another sip, “and the results speak for itself.”

It was so clear she was proud of what she created with her husband, that you couldn’t help but feel a little bit warm. A gentle smile flashed over your face, just tugging at the corners of your mouth, before a full dish of steaming lasagna was settled right in front of you. Looking up, your eyes followed the line of the arms wrapped in the thick gloves, the pushed up edges of a black Henley shirt, the noticeable veins right beneath the almost snow-white skin, up a surprisingly muscular biceps, to the curve of a shoulder, up to…

Dark eyes. A small, handsome smile curving his lips into something you wouldn’t mind seeing more often. A dimple in his cheek, dangerously close, so dangerous in fact you ripped your eyes away as soon as you could. You had to blink rapidly to erase the afterimage of the flirtatious smile. That must’ve been a mistake of Kakashi, to throw you such a dangerous smile — surely, he saved that one for more worthy targets. 

You felt more than you watched how Kakashi sat down by your side, barely listening to the ongoing chit-chatter of Minato and Kushina. There was only Kakashi’s silent presence in the room, and the mere fact that you noticed him so much annoyed you to no end. 

Please, you prayed in your mind, let this evening go by quickly. 

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[starry-blue-echoes]

Alright I’ve been “following” (in the sense that I’ve been reading it consistently, I only actually pressed the “follow” button recently) your blog for about a month, I really like a lot of your AU’s, and I would like to contribute some of my own thoughts to them.

I’m going to start with Dual Trip (the Part 3 version, since there are now multiple Dual Trips in existence).

Specifically, how the first half of the fights would be split between the two groups (since the second half has already been thoroughly discussed)

The two groups will be referred to as the “Jotaro Crew” (Jotaro + Kakyoin + Polnareff) and the “Jospeh Crew” (Jospeh + Avdol + Iggy) 

Tower of Grey - Joseph Crew

(Because Jospeh cannot enter a plane without fate causing it to crash)

Joseph is probably the one to defeat it dye to a combination of Hermit Purple and Joseph Joestar(trademark) Bullshittery.    

Dark Blue Moon - Jotaro Crew

I feel like an idea for this was discussed in a previous post, but I will expand on it a little bit. 

In this version, Imposter Captian Tennille is not an imposter, instead, Kakyoin and Polnareff pretend to still be servants of DIO for the purposes of getting a quick boat ride to Egypt. 

“Hello, fellow servant of DIO! Don’t you just love serving our wonderful master DIO today? We are bring this Joestar descendant as an offering to lord DIO, who we love serving so much!” Unfortunately, Polnareff talks to much and Jotaro talks too little, so the Imposter Captain catches onto their ruse. 

A fight breaks out, and the ship ends up getting destroyed, forcing the Jotaro crew to make the rest of the journey by land. 

Strength - Jospeh Crew 

(Because this way, we can avoid… that particular scene with Anne)

After the plane crash, Jospeh requests a boat from the Speedwagon foundation, but when it arrives, all of the crew are dead. After some suitably scary haunted ship action, Avdol resolves the situation by burning down the entire boat.  (And that wretched awful horrible ape along with it) 

Ebony Devil - Jospeh Crew

This is probably where Iggy shows up. Jospeh spends the whole encounter running away from a killer doll, while Iggy uses his sense of smell to track down Devo the Cursed. 

Yellow Temperance - Jospeh Crew

This fight was another one discussed in a previous post, where Rubber Soul disguises himself as Jotaro, which complexly fools the Jospeh Crew for longer than they would like to admit. 

Hanged Man + Emperor - Both Crews

This was similarly discussed in more detail in previous posts, but Avdol and Polnareff accidentally cross paths, Avdol gets shot, and then Polnareff and Kakyoin finish the fight just like in canon. 

Empress - Jotaro Crew

Admittedly I don’t have any strong ideas for this once, except that maybe Polnareff getting targeted by Empress, and Nena guilts him into not destroying it because “How could you hurt a poor innocent girl like me?”

But I’m not 100% sold on this idea, so I would be interested to hear if you had any other ideas for how this could go. 

Wheel of fortune - Jotaro Crew + Iggy

Alright, so what if Iggy used the Fool to make a giant car made out of Sand, and then (smashes toy trucks violently together like a 5 year old)  

Justice - Jotaro Crew

This probably plays out pretty much like it does in canon. Enya’s death is probably what clues DIO into the fact that “Hey wait a minute, Polnareff and Kakyoin aren’t actually working for me!” 

Lovers - Jotaro Crew

Jotaro is the one who gets the Lovers stuck inside his brain this time,  Polnareff has to have Steely Dan step on him because Polnareff is the universe’s punching bag, and Kakyoin is left on his own to get the Lover’s out of Jotaro (which is much more difficult than in canon since Hermit Purple isn’t there to provide helpful visuals)   

Sun - Jotaro Crew

Goes the same as canon. The crew walks into the desert, gets heat exhaustion, laughs at two identical rocks, and then Jotaro throws another rock and saves the Day. 

Death Thriteen - Joseph Crew

Like Empress, I don’t have any specific ideas for how this fight should go, since I don’t know if it is funnier to have Avdol, Joseph, or Iggy be the one to figure it out that the baby is the stand user.  

Judgement - Jotaro Crew + Iggy

Probably starts the same as canon, with Judgment appearing before Polnareff, offering him the wishes, Polnareff wishing for his sister and Avdol back, then getting attacked by zombies. 

However, this time It is Iggy, instead of Avdol, who saves the day. 

My reasoning for how this goes is that the “Zombies” that Judgment makes are just made out of earth, and the Fool generates itself out of the earth, meaning Iggy could just…. immediately win the fight by turning the “Zombies” into his stand. I don’t know if that is how those stands work, but the idea is funny.

Then Iggy farts in Polnareffs face and leaves. 

High priestess -Joseph Crew

This is another one where I don’t have any specific ideas, I just knew that the Jotaro crew don’t have the resources to acquire a Submarine, so this had to be another Jospeh Crew fight. Other than that, I got nothing. 

And then previous posts already outlined how the rest of encounters in Egypt would go.

If you liked these Ideas, I have some a few more to suggest about the other dual trips, as well as a lot of ideas about the StarSwap AU (which is my other favourite AUs you created), as well as an AU suggestion of my own (albeit one inspired by a comment you made), all of which I would be willing to share if you are interested. (Whenever I next get the time to type up something as long as this)

OOOOOOOOOOO YESSSSSSSSSSSSS

Joseph is forever cursed on planes, that is one of the few universal constants that no AU can change

You took the thoughts right out of my head with Kakyoin and Polnareff pretending to have Jotaro hostage. And what if in an attempt to sell it more, Kakyoin ends up looping some of Hierophant's tendrils around his hands and feet like cuffs. It's not enough to actually impede him in any way nor tight enough to be uncomfortable, but it comes across as "making sure Jotaro won't try anything" thing. Maybe Tennille tries locking Jotaro below deck but Kakyoin explains that Jotaro was a crafty one and it would be best to keep him within sight at all times

and what if Anne is almost indirectly responsible for them being found out, in a way. Similarly to canon she's a stowaway, but what if at that point Tennille was starting to get suspicious so he tries killing her to bait a reaction. Lo and behold Hierophant's tentacles do almost nothing to impede Jotaro from attempting to cave his skull in

Given the fact Tennille didn't need to pretend to be an impostor this time around, it's entirely possible the crew of the ship could be some nameless extra Stand Users under Dio's command. So while Jotaro's fighting Tennille in the water, Kakyoin and Polnareff are fighting the rest of the crew on the boat while also trying to keep Anne safe. Maybe blowing up the boat was a sort of last ditch escape attempt which thankfully worked out in the end and now they have a new member of the crew :D

A BIG yes with Avdol burning the ship. These two take one look at this creepy horror movie looking thing and all the bodies and decide "yeah, how about we didn't-"

Ebony Devil could possibly have some moments similar to the N'Doul fight in how Devo doesn't see Iggy as a threat nor an enemy until it's too late. Also I think Joseph should be allowed to Yeet Iggy with Hermit Purple, just because it would be funny. And possibly to add even more insanity, what if Rubber Soul ends up teaming up with Devo so both attacks are happening at the same time. Devo was acting as a distraction so Rubber Soul could get close enough and get an opening to kill them, but in the end and possibly thanks to Iggy and his sense of smell, they realize he's a fake

Joseph........ is NOT happy, to say the least

And while the Hanged Man + Emperor fight has already been mostly covered, there's going to be a bit of added fun in Polnareff striking out on his own. After all, despite his immaturity, he's been the only adult supervision these two(technically three if you count Anne) have had for the whole trip. It hurts even worse for Kakyoin because for once there's someone else like him who's not an awful human being. Kakyoin has learned more about Stands in the last handful of weeks than he has in his entire life, and now Polnareff decides to up and leave them

He knows why, and as an explanation it's perfectly logical and should make complete sense. After all Polnareff had made his intentions very clear when he had joined up with them and Kakyoin knew him leaving was inevitable........ so why did it hurt so much?

Unfortunately I'm drawing just as much of a blank when it comes to Empress. Maybe it could play into Polnareff's actions during the previous fight? After all, they did occur within a very short time frame of each other, and the emotions and slight betrayal (plus the grief of getting someone killed) are probably still very fresh. I can honestly see Jotaro taking a bit of a backseat in this one, mostly dealing with Polnareff and Kakyoin's traumas and how they accidentally hurt eachother

I love the idea of Iggy making a giant sand car thing. He's doing all sorts of crazy tricks just to fuck around and have fun, mostly at the expense of Joseph and Avdol who are trying to hold on for dear life and not get thrown off

You're right about Justice being almost completely the same, and off the top of my head I don't see much being all that different at all. Kakyoin is absolutly going to tease Polnareff relentlessly for licking the toilet

But Steel Dan though :)

When it comes to the Lovers, I'll admit I had a slightly different idea: so as you've said, at this point Dio's starting to become aware of how Kakyoin and Pol might not be on his side anymore and thus likely wouldn't trust them with Jotaro's "transport" anymore, right?

What if Steely Dan had been sent as recon. To check it out, to secretly watch the four when they arrived and see how they acted when they thought no one was watching

Needless to say, it's pretty easy to see they aren't enemies...... so Steely Dan ends up enacting the instructions Dio had given him if they turned out to be traitors after all

Taking over Jotaro's escort to Dio. After all, his Stand is exceptionally useful in taking hostages :)

And as we've seen, Steely Dan has no qualms with putting children in the line of fire :)))

So now Anne is the one to get put under the Lover's influence and Jotaro is forced to go with Dan unless he wants her to suffer

and this is....... really not fun for them to deal with. They're all on a time limit because while Steely Dan is still toying with Jotaro and being a smug motherfucker, he's already called Dio to inform him about the situation and is slowly making his way to some transportation to take Jotaro to him, and if he does end up leaving they're going to be screwed. The man made it very clear that any attempts at following wouldn't be tolerated, and once they leave the town proper there wasn't a whole lot of cover to hide behind to conceal any attempts a tailing them

So yeah. It's stressful.

Jotaro is fucking SEETHING while this whole thing is going down. He wants nothing more than to pummel this asshole into the ground but he can't because that would mean hurting a child, hurting Anne, and after the weeks of travel he has to admit he's grown attached. He wants to fight, to yell, to do anything, but he's completely trapped right now and can do nothing but rely on his friends to save him

The Sun is at least going to be a nice break. Don't get me wrong, it was definitely terrifying, but they got a good laugh out of it

Death Thirteen....... while I don't have too many thoughts, I think we should give Avdol some time to shine here. Maybe we could play around with the fact that as sadistic as this little shit is, he's still a baby and Dio is using said baby to try and kill people. Maybe there's some kind of motive we could put in, maybe with the kid's parents (or possibly lack thereof?)

Judgement....... OW that one's going to hurt so much because this time Avdol isn't going to be there to help comfort. As far as Polnareff knows, Avdol is still dead and gone. Nothing's going to be able to bring that man back and he got taken advantage of because he thought otherwise. Iggy definitely helps serve as a wake up call here in confirming no Stand can bring back the dead, but it's still going to sting

And yeah, Submarine Shenanigans are going to be....... wild. Also fun fact, did you know that dog scuba gear exists?

and I would LOVE to hear your thoughts for the other encounters, you did an absolutely amazing job with these ones, it was incredible and so well put together and a joy to read. Definitely one of the more fun asks I've had to answer

#but also hOLY SHIT THIS GOT LONG THIS MIGHT BE MY LONGEST RESPONSE TO ANTHING YET- #dual trip #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #stardust crusaders #stardust crusaders spoilers #jjba part 3 #jjba jotaro #jotaro kujo #star platinum #jjba kakyoin #noriaki kakyoin #hierophant green #jjba polnareff #jean pierre polnareff #jjba joseph #joseph joestar #hermit purple #jjba avdol #mohammad avdol #magician’s red #jjba iggy #iggy #the fool #jjba anne #anne #sb answers #artbyfinnbrown

[thechaseofspades]

I always thought “DuckTales” ended too soon. We could’ve seen more of Violet’s dad. Whatever they had planned for Negaduck, and they could’ve bought Poe (Magica’s brother) into the mix making him and Magica co-big bads of a hypothetical S4

Hey so I accidentally did the thing again where I wrote like 500 words. Apparently I have strong feelings about this, so bare with me. Or don't. Either way works. But big thanks for the inbox! I really do appreciate it.

I really try to be happy with what we have, because Ducktales is my absolute favorite show and nothing's gonna ruin that for me.

But, yeah, being critical for a moment, the show ending early really messed with everything. Suddenly the large cast was fighting for a rapidly shrinking amount of screen time, and arcs had to be rushed or minimized to fit the overarching plot. It wasn't a great situation.

Like, it's not Owl House bad, where entire concepts need to be squeezed down into one or two scenes, or even montages. But the difference is that the Owl House seems to be managing that crunch a lot better than Ducktales did.

Again, the cast being as big and fleshed out as it is, it's hard to divvy up a 22-episode season where everybody gets adequate time and also wraps up their story in a satisfying way. But the DT crew decided to just keep adding and adding and adding. This was supposed to be their biggest season ever. Several ideas were thrown onto the screen and then not followed up on because there just wasn't time for it.

"Astro B.O.Y.D." is my favorite episode of Season 3. And not to diminish that fact, but does any of it get followed up on? I don't think we saw Boyd once until the finale. We just didn't have any time for that.

Bringing Poe in for "Life and Crimes" is an interesting concept. But why are you introducing that A WEEK BEFORE THE SHOW ENDS, especially if it will have pretty much zero impact on anything else.

May and June didn't even get to exist for longer than an episode. You're bringing in pivotal characters in the series finale?

Negaduck! Where was he? Oh, they couldn't fit him in the show! My point exactly.

*deep breath in* *deep breath out*

I have no doubt that the DT crew put these elements in as a love letter to the past. It's very neat that they would do that, and it introduces a younger person like me to these great characters. But it just leaves us asking these sorts of questions. Leaves us wishing we had more than just one episode, or even just one scene.

I get that Disney is weird about shows having three seasons, but I still to this day don't understand why Ducktales couldn't be an exception to that. It's a reboot of the show that made DTVA, but better. It introduced so many legacy Disney characters to a modern audience and was well-received pretty much anywhere you looked. Everyone involved loved working on it and probably would have kept doing so for as long as possible. Not only did they have more stories to tell, but they clearly wanted to tell them. I just... I don't understand it.

Amphibia ended because the story being told was over. The Owl House is ending because it's too gay. But Ducktales ended... just because.

If Disney green lights six DT17 spinoffs for D+ covering each team's post-canon adventures, I will upgrade to ad-free Hulu.

#ducktales #dt17 #no slander intended like i said i appreciate what we got #i guess that's what fan work is for #obligatory disney bad #disney the corporation not disney the creators #but nobody here would argue with that #if you made it this far... how? #also sorry if i come off as kinda aggressive here i just care a lot about the funny duck show

[aziraphales-library]

Hi! I’m planning to go on a binge read once this term of uni ends and im stacking up on christmas related fics. So far, I’ve only gotten around to bookmarking two. May I ask for some suggestions?

Hello! We have a lot of asks, so this is only getting answered now, a couple of months after christmas, i'm afraid. We do have a bunch of fics on our #christmas tag that folks can check any time. Here are some more to add to the collection...

Mistletoe and wine by HolRose (T)

Crowley is just settling into life post-failed apocalypse when he receives an invitation to the annual Heaven and Hell Christmas party. It turns out Aziraphale has one too, and makes a plea for Crowley’s help with a particular assignment he has been given. Crowley, of course, can’t help getting involved even if he does put a little demonic ‘spin’ in more than one sense of the word, on the assistance he decides upon giving.

When The Lights Go Out by Sleepless_TurtleBoy (M)

“Look at this one dearest. Absolutely stunning.” Aziraphale’s eyes sparkled as he took in the changing colours, the inflatable reindeer, and the lit-up candy canes that were stuck in the ground. Children were running around pointing at the lights as they flickered into a new colour, and their parents were smiling brightly as they took it in. Most couples were holding hands or had some form of skinship happening. It honestly made Aziraphale feel like he was missing out. Crowley was right there. Right next to him. But he wouldn’t want to hold the angel’s hand. That’d be absurd.

While Aziraphale is setting up for Christmas in his bookshop, Crowley is making plans for a temptation. He'd like to get it over and done with, but it'd be easier with a helping hand. He turns to Aziraphale with a brief explanation, and the angel agrees without much hesitation. What could possibly go wrong?

The Christmas Party by LadyMango (M)

Two strangers meet at a Christmas party. Neither of them got the memo that it was no longer fancy dress.

The Christmas Wedding Scammer by Aracloptia (T)

“And - thank you for saying yes on such short notice! I tried to plan the thing myself, but … sometimes you actually do need help, right?” “Yeah”, Crowley mumbled, grabbing his phone to write down the name of the restaurant. “Yeah, absolutely.”

“That’s what everyone kept telling me; it’s always better with a wedding planner. I guess I should have listened earlier.”

“Er”, Crowley said. “Did you say-“

“Anyway, I have another call to make! I have to fire the costumer, the dress we agreed on turned out horrendous. Hey, in the future that’ll be your job! But I’ll do it just this once. See you tomorrow! And please bring suggestions for the bridal wear. Bye!”

“Hold o-”

The famous wedding planner Antonio Cowley is retired, sworn to never plan a wedding again. Perhaps the right sum of money can persuade him?

He is not to be mixed up with out-of-business Anthony J. Crowley, former florist, currently unemployed.

OR: In which Crowley accidentally becomes a wedding planner.

You're All I Want For Christmas by theshoparoundthecorner (G)

"Soho was uncharacteristically empty. As the wind calmed a bit, the streets were as quiet as the snow that fell upon them, not a single person in sight.

A good thing, too. No one should be caught dead in this weather.

The bookshop was wonderfully empty, and Aziraphale had spent the whole day doing as he pleased, knowing the weather would deter potential customers from sticking their noses in. Sure enough, he hadn’t had one person come in to bother him. He had been completely alone with his books all day, free to read, and watch the snow, and not worry about anyone dropping by unexpectedly.

But that thought didn’t thrill him as much as it usually would.

It was Christmas Eve. And he was alone.

Aziraphale didn’t mind being alone. In fact, he rather enjoyed it.

But tonight felt different. Tonight, as he had sat down for his annual re-read of 'A Christmas Carol', a melancholic feeling had washed over him, like he was meant to be doing something else at the moment. That was absurd, of course, he hadn’t made any particular plans, but something just felt…wrong.

Someone was missing."

Five Times Aziraphale and Crowley almost spent Christmas together, and one time they did.

Turning Page by Beckers522 (T)

Alone on Christmas Eve and finding himself in bad spirits, Crowley has a bit too much to drink and wakes up to find Santa Claus inside his house. What follows is a series of meetings one year after the next as the two slowly come to learn more about each other and eventually fall in love. But Crowley is human and his visitor is far from it. They come from two very different worlds with every odd stacked against them. Can they figure out how to cross the distance between them and find a way to finally be together?

Based on the Norway Postal Christmas Commercial (When Harry met Santa).

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #christmas #mod d

[mari-lair]

Hey! I’m not sure if you have posted it yet but what’s Teru’s role in the wonderland au? As I could not find it?

I haven't posted yet, so I'll do it now!

Teru doesn't quite fit any role, but if I had to give him a title, I guess he would be Alice?

Teru was one of the first fallen humans, arriving when there wasn't a madness epidemy and Wonderland truly felt like a dreamland.

Teru is 10 the first time he is sent to Wonderland and he adores it with all his heart! He can be as weird and honest as he wants and other inhabitants will not judge him, many times able to follow his childish logic. He feels comfortable here.

Teru was also given a quest: tasked to help the White Queen (Nene) and the Queen of Hearts (Yako at the time) get along before a war broke out. While he did explore Wonderland and got sidetracked, he genuinely wanted to help so he did his quest, got the title of Helper, and got out.

He gets scolded for disappearing for two days and feels bad for worrying everyone, so he makes sure to leave a letter explaining he will be out for a while when he set out on a mission to hunt for entrances to Wonderland, dearly missing the dreamland and the friends he made there.

Teru is able to find an opening and so he is the first and only person to go there more than once. He always completes his tasks and play with the inhabitants, so he is loved by most. He was the one to write 'eat me' and 'drink me' on the enchanted food to prank a friend, it accidentally became a tradition.

The Minamotos are special so Wonderland's magic doesn't affect them, technically even their clothes aren’t affected by it magic, but since Teru much prefers the strange Wonderland aesthetic over his usual clothes he always gets increasingly more awful clothes. He tried to take Kou and Tiara with him but Wonderland's entrance only opens to 1 person at a time.

Once Teru's mom died and he got overworked in the human world, forced to push his childhood away, he was no longer able to find Wonderland's entrances. He tried, he tried so so hard to get back, needing The Caterpillar (Tsuchigomori) to give him advice, but he failed.

At 14, he almost forgot about Wonderland, if he didn't get to take Wonderland’s trinkets to the human world each time he completed a quest, he would have thought it was just a recurring dream.

When Kou goes missing years later, Teru panics at first, but he keeps getting an odd sense of deja vu the more he researches Kou's sudden disappearance, eventually realizing he must be in Wonderland. The discovery makes him feel like a kid again, eager to talk about his favorite land with Kou when he gets back.

Teru thinks it will take two to four days for Kou to come back, like it happened when he used to go missing, but he gets extremely worried when a week pass and Kou still haven’t come back, so he tries to find ways to get back to wonderland, obsessing over it.

Unfortunately it’s a doomed quest: Teenagers can’t go to wonderland.

#toilet bound hanako kun #minamoto teru #when i saw this ask i was possessed and immediately started drawing him and his awful clothes #yes he isn't relevant in the 'plot' i have for this story (except for a very small detail) #or two details #but i love him too much not to draw him #teru my beloved #wonderland au #mari draws

[luimagines]

I was debating on putting this here or not, but I want to ramble about kid! chain and the post prob isn't coming out til like May.

I feel like since we have Ocarina of Time you pretty much already know what time was like as a kid, so I'm just gonna restate it. He is a kid with a good heart that really wants to help and fit in with the other kokiri. I don't know if it's canon that he got bullied for his nose (I'm guessing it's just a pop hc bc of the fucking size in game), but he's prob pretty sensitive about it once he gets old enough to understand insecurity, which breaks my heart, I just want to give that poor kid a smooch and tell him that he's perfect the way he issss. He was also raised by the kokiri so he's a little snot at heart, you are not immune to pranks unfortunately. He always starts giggling when he knows he's got you so you always know it's him, but as he gets older his poker face gets better. He's lucky he's cute.

Twilight like his predecessor has a heart full of gold. He loves helping out other people and feeling important! Especially protecting younger kids like Colin. I bet he would help Russel around the rancho, even if he was too small to really do much of anything, he could feed the cucoos at least (he got attacked by one when he accidentally swung the feed bucket a bit too close. I'm a mix in-between Russel having to haul him out of the coop and Twi hauling ass outta there. Twilight's not a quitter though so he's was prob back at it like 2 weeks later, now with ✨adult supervision✨. Adult Twi is still afraid of them tho). Just imagine! Little guy Twi! With an adorable little country accent!!

Warriors is the kid with a hyper fixation. He is the kid that will absolutely ramble to you about his favorite dinosaur and how inaccurate certain movies are. He will play pretend knights, he will get a bunch of scrapes, he will brush them off. I imagine that his dad if he had parents would also be a knight in the kingdom (like Four's and legend's), that's why he became a knight in the first place, he wanted to make his dad proud and you can bet that little warriors would sing his praises to high heaven. I feel like if wars thought you were cool he'd be more of a 'hey watch what I can do' kinda kid, you better clap and praise that baby like he just raised mount lanayru I Don't care how unimpressive his trick was.

Wild!! My beloved! Wild is difficult bc of the whole 'I was a completely different person before I was killed 100 years ago' thing so I'm just gonna ignore it and base it off of current Wild. Wild lives up to his name quite a bit. This is the bitch that ate bugs. He knows all of the coolest spots, and where exactly to get em too. He would be outside sun up to sundown if he could. He was definitely a handful to his parents because you better believe he put anything and everything in his mouth, just to satisfy his curiosity. Wild has a pretty good ability to climb, so I'd say even regarding canon he climbed trees pretty frequently. I'd bet even more that he swung from the branches, fell, and broke his arm too. I'd say bc of Hyrule's healthcare you can still feel a bump/divit where the break was, if not one of Wild's arm being longer than the other. Despite all of this, he loved helping his family in the kitchen (I also hc Wild's dad being a knight, so it would prob be a mom or grandparent). While I don't think he had a particular favorite parent, he loved learning new recipes with his mom and sister and he also loves tasting the food. The scene coming into my mind is the one scene in the princess and the frog of Tiana making gumbo for the neighborhood. Wild is a kid that cries his soul out, y'know, the ones where they cry and then there's that long pause where they have no more air, before they start back up again. Lastly, If we're doing long-haired Wild, I don't think he liked getting his hair touched by anyone other than his family, and even then some days he's just not feeling it and would run away until nightfall tf is he a werewolf?.

Hyrule I imagine was raised by fairies, so that mf is cheeky. Like I said (and forgot to include with Wild's) this kid bites! And it hurts! I feel like he only bites if he feels that a boundary of his is being crossed (mainly unwanted touches). Despite the feral behavior, he's a really cute kid! It's a mix between the chubby cheeks of being a kid, his fairy nature, and the fact that he's a really sweet kid! I feel like he would be the one to have a lisp bc of a gap in his teeth that just couldn't be fixed. To add into the trend, I think Hyrule is a kid that immediately tries to get comfort when he cries, just buries his face in the great mother's shoulder and boohoos until he falls asleep. He really loves sweets, even as an adult he does now, but if he smelled any on you, you now have a second shadow, and this kid will not look away from where they are being kept. They're like a bartering tool at this point, 'ill give you these sweets if you don't bite me while I do your hair'. By the way, I don't think Hyrule would like having his hair washed very much he wouldn't like the water getting in his eyes, only difference is he's much more vocal about it. If he likes someone though (mainly his family, I don't think Hyrule's Hyrule would have a lot of kids, esp not where he's prob hidden), he loves affection, practicality breathes it 24/7. I introduce you to kid #1 of sleeping in your bed and suddenly you wake up to a pair of tiny feet right in your face, and in a modern au I introduce you to kid #1 of calling his teacher mom

Sky, much like his adult counterpart, is a very quiet and sleepy child. I like the feral!sky hc of the people of Skyloft just...finding him in a loftwings nest one day and decided 'yep, close enough'. The loftwings refused to let anyone near Sky long enough to take him out of the nest, so he just stayed there for like 2 weeks before crawling out himself. Sky has heard this story be told to him so many times he's almost positive he can recite it in his sleep. He and Sun were best friends since childhood, so I imagine that the two were joined at the hip constantly. One was not seen without the other, and it became Sun's job to bring Sky to any important event bc he a) wouldn't remember or b) would sleep in. I think while he would be pretty affectionate (bc I think skyloftians in general were), he would also be perfectly content (and sometimes even prefer) hanging out by himself, though mainly he's just sleeping or hanging out with the loftwings. I also think that it would be a rule in skyloft to watch where you step, bc I think Sky has a pretty nasty habit of falling asleep in the most inconvenient spaces. He's essentially that kid asleep on the coat pile while there's an entire party going on downstairs. To end it off, I think Sky is one of those kids that just oozes snot when they cry. I introduce you to kid #2 of sleeping in your bed and suddenly you wake up to a pair of tiny feet in your face, and kid #2 of calling his teacher mom.

Four was already talked about, but bc I have one last crying hc left, I imagine four bawls like it's his last day, before either falling asleep for 6 hours or getting up and going about with a smile as if he didn't just give his dad/grandfather hell. Short but powerful, just like his stature.

Woah! What's this?! A secret, 3rd member of 'sleeping in your bed and suddenly you wake up to a pair of tiny feet in your face', it's Wind!! Yeah, those first couple of years were not kind to grandma at all, that's why he either sleeps by himself, or later on with Aryll (who I'm tempted to say does the exact same thing). I'm also tempted to say he's a sleep talker; it's mainly nonsensical words, but occasionally you can hear a particularly funny phrase. Wind's grandma writes them down and draws pictures to go with them inspirational quote style. He's a grandma's boy and loves to help her out, even with Aryll. I will hear people out on if they think differently, but for now I'm saying that Wind didn't really like Aryll until Aryll.. y'know..started doing something other than pooping and crying. He didn't hate her by any means, but she was boring, and she made his ears hurt esp when she started teething (he swears on that day that he's never having a baby). Once she started walking and trying to talk, he was there next to her 24/7 trying to get her to say his name. I think that he, like twilight, prides himself on being useful and protecting his family (from what? he couldn't say). He absolutely goes to get that mail, and to clean the dishes, and to get the groceries (though he does need a list, otherwise he will forget something, do worry he'll go back and get it!). I think, also like Twilight (bc I'm not going back and adding it), he's the crier who tries desperately to hide the fact that they're crying, just face completely red from the furious wiping at his tears that refuse to stop and loud sniffling. Finally, he's the type of kid to yell out no matter where they are 'Grandma!!' when he sees her, complete with the waving. He's grown out of it for the most part, but sometimes she looks at him and can still see the little boy with stars in his eyes happy that she's there.

Legend (aka the main reason why I did this entire post) despite the prickly personality now, was a really shy kid. He was the kid that hid behind his parent's/uncle's leg whenever other people were around (I heard that leg had a dad that was a knight, but also the uncle that died, and I simply refuse to do the Google search so y'know what he had both). I also think that he was the kid that hung out by himself picking up cool rocks and reading about magic instead of playing tag and pretend with the others kids (Alexa: play 'kids with autism' by Cupcakke) which worried his Uncle greatly. Y'know what, I'm gonna say this: if your name was Link, you probably really liked helping people from a young age, and legend was no exception. Bitch was an apple farmer before drawing the sword I think, so I imagine he would spent hours every day with his Uncle either picking apples, clipping the trees, or sorting them for sale vs making cider. Like Wild, I think that Legend would sometimes disappear the entire day finding cool areas to explore, only this time his entire meal that day would be the apples he picked from the orchard. Speaking of cool areas, Leg has a massive pile of cool things he found while exploring the forest, sometimes he even gives these 'treasures' to his family to show them that he loves them. I imagine Leg to be the kid that gets the hiccups after crying, as well as a sympathy crier. Finally, I hc leg as a child to be a bit of a sleepwalker, so the house doors needed to be latched at night. One time, he was so convincing his uncle didn't even know he was asleep until leg walked into a wall. Finally, Just like time (once again I refuse to go back), I hc young leg to hear a joke told and then find it so funny he just has to tell it to his family. Only, because he's so young, he either ruins the delivery by laughing at it too much, or completely forgets an important part and stumbled back to include it, killing the joke. You better laugh at his joke 🔫🔫.

eheheh... Kid! Chain is going to come out September at best, my guy ^.^* Sorry for the wait.

I've heard of Time being bullied for his nose but I figured he was bullied by other Kokiri because he was the only kid without a fairy. But yes, I do think that he was a major prankster. There is no escape or mercy for any one. XD

Twilight would also be a bit strong for his age. And I bet being the only one in Ordon with his ears, he would be a bit insecure once he realizes it. Poor thing. Adult supervision with the cuccos though. XD A needed intervention. He's a brave boy he can do it.

Oh my goodness baby Warrior XD If he thinks you're cool, he's going to want all of your attention and approval. It's going to just be an endless cycle of "hey, look!" and then he just gives you the cheesiest smile because he didn't have anything to show you, he just wanted to smile.

Wild would virtually live in the trees by what you're saying. I read a fic where it was him and his dad and the kid was free to do virtually whatever he wanted. I wish I could remember the name of it. It was before the Calamity, told by the dad's point of view. If I find it again, I'll get to you on that because it's very bittersweet.

Oh no, Hyrule XD. Sweet are his ultimate motivation, but I agree with the clinginess of him. I headcanon him as someone who's always touching somebody since it's his #1 love language. Love it.

Sky just appeared one day is a headcanon that never fails to amuse me. XD Sky didn't have his first human interaction until he was like 3. someone had to teach this boy how to be a human at some point.

Four is the kid that makes it seem like the end of the earth if he didn't get what he wanted only be instantly distracted by the next thing and it's all right as rain.

Wind probably didn't like that Aryll was getting all the attention he was used to either. XD But then she said his name or did something cute when she saw him and big brother mode was activated.

I promise to laugh at Legend's joke ^.^* Or maybe his insistent giggles would get me to laugh instead and the joke never gets told. XD

#pinky replies #my god you went all out with it didn't you? #I'm sorry if some of this seemed clipped #i have no idea when my computer is going to die again while i wait for my new one

[chesthighwater]

sidenote i just finished return of the obra dinn and am feeling a little insane. random bits from my playthrough (AND SPOILERS) under the cut.

no seriously you all know i'm very pro-spoilers that is my ideology but this is one of the rare pieces of media where even i say "yeah no you have to go in blind". so. if you think you might want to play it, go do that now.

OKAY ANYWAY

maba was one of the very first people i identified (after the captain-abigail-hoscut tutorial trio) via his tattoos [so i also avoided the whole "where's my frenchman" misdirection that got a lot of people] and so i developed a sort of camaraderie towards him for no reason. like, i'd walk into some absolute carnage, no idea who anyone is, trying to find my footing, and then i'd see him and be like "HEY THERE'S MABA! THERE'S MY GUY!". a friendly face in a sea of strangers. thank you maba my early game anchor.

brennan took me way longer than he should have- i had him pinned as someone else via accent due to a misattributed voiceline- but like everyone else i too felt very smart when i noticed his shot in the execution scene. good call on the game's part for not tackling the uh Philosophical Implications of firing squads.

THE MIDSHIPMEN. GOD. thomas is my favourite, obviously. regarding peter's death, i initially just assumed he missed/misjudged the powder throw due to being in an adrenaline fight or flight "OH GOD OH GOD GET IT OFF ME" situation. like, he was hoping to aim it lower, or elsewhere in hopes of injuring the kraken and getting it to let go, and just missed. if you've ever been in a near death Must React Fast situation you know it's not exactly rational thinking and precise flawless action you just do the thing. but then i read a theory that he lit the powder before he was grabbed, and then he forgot about it (on account of actively being grabbed), and by the time thomas noticed the lit powder it was too late. i quite like that interpretation. anyway, why is no one making them gay? must i do everything myself?

oh also! thank fuck for the glossary because i am Not an age of sail person. i think i have like... below average knowledge of ships. i stepped onto the deck like "hmm what the fuck is a bostun". why did anyone hire me for this investigation. i'd have to spend significantly more time googling if i didn't have the option to flip through the book every time i realise i don't know what a purser is. i'd really love to play this game with someone who actually knows their shit, it would be fascinating hearing how someone well-versed in the subject interprets the little details.

of course i also went through the initial "how the fuck am i supposed to figure any of this out" hitch, but once i got the right gameflow down it was a BREEZE. so incredibly fun. what i did was essentially decide on someone i want to figure out, bookmark all their memories, and just go through them in order observing that person, who they're with and what they're doing... those mini personal investigations were the most fun part for me.

immediate post-game heartache, by the way. as soon as i finished i thought "man, i wish this game was procedurally generated so i could replay it" IMMEDIATELY followed by "no, with the amount of attention to detail? impossible. this is a piece of art. handcrafted. an Experience. man i wish i could go back in time so i can replay it"

i had time to flip through some of the localisations as well and they were shockingly good (with only very minor inaccuracies that i noticed), and i know for a fact that that was no easy task. even beyond that, any gripes i have with this game are EXTREMELY minor. nitpicky. i'm not even gonna say them they're that insignificant. it's just an excellent game.

also i never noticed the mermaids have Three Pairs Of Boobs until i read the wiki

anyway. people i accidentally guessed correctly: peters brothers, two of the four chinese topmen (actually figured out the shoes trick for the other two!), george shirley. people i identified wrongly for way too long: brennan, martin, olus wiater, nicholas botterel (?sp). most fun had: when reconstructing an individual person's journey through all the memories they appear in. figuring out where they went and when and how and why they got there.

in conclusion talk to me about this game if you also played it okay i love you bye

#j #what an amazing fucking game. #i guess i have to find out how ships work now. if i want to write accurate gay people on a ship i must know what a ship is

[angelsdevils]

Flufftober: Day 25❤️

Title: Home Sweet Home Prompt: Apple Cider October 25, 2022

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Kaiga adjusted his coat as he walked into the familiar home, of his best friend. He had the key just in case he ever needed it and you weren’t home or sleeping. When he walked in the smell of fresh crisped apples, and several sweets drifted in the air. But the best smell of all was the Apple Cider that you most likely had been making. He hung his coat up and made his way to the kitchen. 

You were focused on stirring something in the pot, no doubt the apple cider. When you turned around you let a small scream out and dropped the spoon. Kaiga couldn’t help but laugh, as he was suddenly tackled into a tight hug. Your legs wrapped around his waist, and he stumbled back a bit as he held you up.

“Hello to you too…” 

“What are you doing here? I didn’t know you were coming!” 

“I decided I needed to come back home for the holidays. I missed you, and that.” He said nodding his head to the stove. You grinned and pecked his cheek before hopping down. 

“Well lucky for you, I missed you too and I accidentally made too much. I am so used to making you some that I always end up making too much cider.”

“I will gladly drink whatever you don’t, that’s for sure. How have you been?”

“Lonely, after you and Tetsuya left me.”

“Sorry Princess, it was for basketball.”

“I know, I get it… you guys love Basketball more than me.” You faked a sob and Kaiga rolled his eyes.

“Nah, we all know you have a special place in my heart.”

“Gross, don’t get sappy on me now… not when you just came back, dork.” 

He grinned and kissed your cheek. Sure, you guys were best friends. But deep down there was something brewing between you two. You both knew it but never acted on your feelings. He sat at the table and waited for you to finish. Once you were done, you poured two mugs of cider before setting one on the table for Kagami.

“So, how long are you staying?” You asked and he leaned against his hand.

“Long enough for the holidays but gotta be back before the next match.”

You frowned a bit nodding your head. He stroked your cheek gently before laying his hand down.

“Hey don’t give me that sad look.” 

“Sorry, I just really missed you. Wish you would stay longer…”

“You know my school is open for transfer students…” He said. You looked at him confused before it dawned on you what he was suggesting.

“I wouldn’t have a place to stay.”

“I have a two-bedroom apartment, that my dad and I were supposed to stay in. But dad is never home, so I am sure he wouldn’t mind you taking his room.” 

“Taiga are you sure?” You asked and he nodded his head holding your hand.

“I am positive. Plus if you come back to Japan, then maybe whatever the heck we got going on right now can blossom into something more… hopefully.” 

“Is this your dorky way of asking me out?” 

“Yes? Only if you say yes to transferring though.” 

You thought about it for a moment, you didn’t have anything to lose. Your only friends were already in Japan and you didn’t have any family. So it didn’t take long before you nodded your head with a smile.

“Then I can support you at all your games too.” 

“That would be great. I could use your support, we need all the support we can get, well we kinda need a manager in general. We only have a coach.” 

“Hmm, I think I am pretty free…” You said and he laughed slightly. He missed this and couldn’t wait for more days like this. You both sipped on the Apple Cider, enjoying the warmth that filled both of your bodies. Once you set your cup down, Kagami pecked your lips before hugging you. You smiled and nuzzled into him. 

“Home sweet home, even if this will not be our home much longer.” He nuzzled your hair.

“Nope.” 

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